#Mother & Baby

[misforgotten2]

It was just a dream. But whose dream? Mother's? Baby's? Oh, no it was Father's, that sick bastard!

Parents Magazine November 1944

[thepolterheist]

we out here micromanaging the mosh pit

[maperezstuff]

On Bended Knees and Hearts

Sept 23, 1968: It is a day of celebration. We are with our beloved maternal grandma. The little girl (me) happily stands near her beautiful baby sister who carries an infectious smile. We are celebrating my sister’s two-year-old birthday. Oct. 22, 1968: One month later, it is a day of mourning. We are devastated, and heartbroken about the precious life taken much too soon by a hit-and-run…

[mentalintimacymagazine]

Mother, Daughter Duo

WE tv today announced the all-new reality series, Toya & Reginae, will premiere on Thursday, August 24 at 9pm ET with new episodes available on popular AMC Networks streaming service ALLBLK every Monday.  The six, one-hour episodes follow the ups and downs of Atlanta’s most dynamic mother daughter duo, Toya Johnson-Rushing and Reginae Carter. The powerful pair are no strangers to the…

[filipinawanderer]

Celebrating Motherhood

Happy Mother's Day, #Supermoms! Join us on #avacher as we celebrate the extraordinary journey of motherhood, from the first heartbeat to the teenage triumphs. Here's to you and every step you've taken in this incredible journey. #MothersDay #MomJourney

“Happy Mother’s Day, Supermoms! Today we’re not just celebrating motherhood; we’re honoring the phenomenal journey that brought us here. From the first heartbeat to the teenage triumphs, let’s take a stroll down memory lane” Also check our mommy article for Filipina Wanderer: Motherhood Unveiled: An Ode to Mothers Across the Globe Being a mom is like being a superhero. And like any superhero,…

[thewwshow]

Woman Kidnaps Girlfriend, Rapper BTB Savage, Mother Stab 100 Times & Baby in Alligator Mouth (Live)

[acid-ixx]

— masterlist !

oh my god i'm going feral. who wants to hear about a time-travel au concept where it's not you who travels back in time but bruce after he's discovered his neglect, his faults and mistakes? like he's given this opportunity to travel back when you were just newly born and he immediately books it and ran off to track your mother's location just so he could finally hold his baby, you, in his arms. for the first time in years, literal decades.

and he gets to carry you, the first ever child he's ever held as a toddler.

imagine he was transported back right after you've died (either by offing yourself, or by a villain before they could abduct you back into the manor) in the original timeline? the yandere element is definitely amplified. he'll make things right, all for your sake, he promises. he swears on his life that you're never going back to that old ditch, you'll never have to learn what pain is anymore. he'll have your mother in a loveless marriage, he'll amp up the baby-proofing, he'd do everything it takes to make sure you'll never experience what you had back then.

and when you're all grown up, you'll wonder why, just why your father treats you differently - his actions are desperate, they're calculated and there's some hidden meaning beneath all the intentions to spoil you, to protect you every time some form of danger targets you specifically and not your other siblings - from everyone else.

like, GOD the angst, the bottomless pit of guilt. does anyone wish to share this anguish with me 😭??? (i just thought of this idea for five seconds, out of the blue, and went along to write this for like 10 minutes or less).

[orionremastered]

Hybrid/shapeshifter golden tiger reader as a vigilante with batfam? I really love your writing :0

They're so PRETTY how did I not know they existed before???? Also I love shifter fics bc who doesn't

Masterlist

Part Two

Golden

Being a shifter is bad in this day and age, at least until the shifter is mature enough to shift on command. Before then, young shifters can shift with any strong emotion, especially negative ones like anger and fear.

Most shifters mature when they turn into adults, which means they're either taught to become temporary psychopaths or are homeschooled until they're mature enough.

You, like many shifters, were the latter. Now that you're in university and studying biology, living in your own apartment states away from your parents, you're free. So incredibly free.

Free to be you, free to talk to people who interest you, and free to fight the lowly criminals of Goth- wait, what?

It was an accident, you swear. You couldn't bear to hear that poor little girl's blood-curdling screams (you hadn't understood what the phrase meant before, but you sure do now) any longer, so you shifted and almost, but not quite, mauled the man to death.

"Pretty kitty!" she had called you, and from then on you vowed to look after the young kids of Gotham, especially when going to and coming from school as well as at night (if you weren't studying). Sometimes you simply lay in the bushes of a park and watched over the kids as they played on the playground.

They remained your main focus (though you did save others, you mostly watched over the young children) even when the press got wind of the golden tiger shifter vigilante. "Golden" is what they called you, and it was certainly better than other names the press had given vigilantes before.

The local bat population had gotten word of your existence beforehand and had tried to even just get a glimpse of you, but you were too quick. After the press got wind, they amped up their efforts.

You've decidedly had enough of your studying and walked out of your apartment, climbing into the window of an ashy-smelling abandoned building, the charcoal staining your fingers as you moved into the dark to shift.

One could guess what happened to the building, but it didn't have anything to do with a golden tiger climbing out its window on a cool early spring night, the snow thawing slower than usual. There weren't many people on the streets at this hour which you were glad for.

You take your normal route today, going through the less fortunate neighbourhoods where kids are most commonly found. Slushy snow drenches your paws in cold water as you leap onto the next roof and climb down the stairs on the side of the building.

There's a bundle of blankets placed gently into a plastic bucket. You nudge the bundle with your nose gently and when the wailing begins you huff. Another abandoned baby; it's the third one this month. A mother you can't afford a child or is scared for the child's safety when it comes to the father.

Your teeth close around the bucket and you begin carrying the baby to the hospital in Crime Alley, a long trek from where you picked the baby up.

You hear something. Whispers. Your ears rotate to find the source of the sound which would be impossible for a human to hear.

"That's the tiger?"

"No shit," the second voice hisses, much older than the first. "What else could it be? A cow?"

"Whatever," the first one replies. "What do we do? Think that's a baby?"

"Probably. I say we take the baby and bring it to the hospital."

You turn your head to where the sound is coming from, impeccable vision allowing you to see Robin and Red Hood perched on a building above you.

"What about the- how good is a tiger's hearing?"

You do trust these vigilantes but not more than you trust yourself. You flick your tail and continue walking, a few corners from the hospital. The sound of their grappling hooks as the vigilantes follow you are only able to annoy you.

There's the hospital, just at the end of the street. You take no more than two steps before Red Hood steps out in front of you. You aren't surprised as you could hear him the entire time.

"Can I have the baby?" He asks, hand outstretched as he gestures for you to hand it over.

Your eyes narrow and you turn to see Robin behind you.

"It'll be easier for me to get it to the hospital," he explains. "They won't react calmly to a tiger carrying a baby."

He had an unfortunately valid point. The other times where you'd brought a baby into a facility, people freaked out.

Reluctantly, you gently place the bucket on the cold pavement and step back, letting the vigilante pick it up.

As Red Hood takes the baby to the hospital, you turn fully to face Robin. He's short and you reach up to the start of his ribcage.

"You're not an easy tiger to locate," he says. "It takes a few idiots."

You make a sound akin to a laugh, turn your head and vanish into the alleyway beside you.

Robin curses himself for not getting to pat the tiger. He'll be damned if his siblings get to first.

[decodedlvr]

~ never did this before | virgin!Eddie Munson x virgin! Thick!Fem Reader \\ modern au

This story is based off the song Wet Dreamz by Jcole **recommend listening to it first to understand the story// can be perceived/read regardless if you are a poc; as I am mixed ♡ [descriptions of reader having tan skin and brown eyes; so it meets in the middle if you are a poc or not]

• Summary: after weeks of flirting and crushing on each other, you finally pop a serious question into your bestfriend Eddie’s head, and he has a hard time providing you with an honest answer // this is more like a rom com

• Warnings: MDNI; smut (not too explicitly) fluff, both kinda experienced? soft Eddie, cocky Eddie, sassy reader, brief mentions of smoking and drinking, he’s a little bit of a perv, masturbation, 69, protected piv, premature ejaculation, heavy petting, grinding, confessions, slight insecure thoughts? (both are 18+) word count :3.4k //sry 4 errors

Eddie’s Pov

Calculus. The last class of the day. My favorite class overall.

There she sat, giggling on her phone, showing me silly photos she took of her dog Skittle, the sun shining just right on her honey toned tanned skin, hair laying just as perfect as ever in that simple, claw clip. Curls and wavy bangs sectioned to shape her face, brown eyes that matched mine and oh those glossy lips..

I wanna kiss you so fucking bad baby.

Her outfit of the day, that new pink and black checkered shirt she got at the mall that I drove her to.

It’s so tight on you sweetheart, your tits look beautiful today.

White Reeboks as I have, but very much cleaner…

Those 100% perfectly stretchy, acid wash jeans you wear every week that fit your ass so fucking bad.. fuck don’t bend over.. don’t—

“Eddie? what’s wrong with you?”

Fuck— didn’t realize the moan that I slipped out when she dropped her phone, she cracked it..but all I could focus on were the back of her thighs when she bent over

“Sorry uh- I think I’m just sore from carrying those amps last night”, he says now rubbing his not sore bicep with a pout

Lie.

“Oh babe I’m sorry, come by later and I can rub it out for you” she replies

Why the fuck would you say that to me right now—

“Oh yeah? You’d just love to get your hands on me always huh sweetheart? ” leaning back in my seat, with a cocky smile

You blush and shove my arm playfully “you’re so stupid, you know what I meant”

——

She’s been like this for the past month, after Harringtons party. Smoking and drinking under that patio umbrella, away from everyone else. Laughing, holding on to each other for dear life. I tell her jokes, she ugly laughs. I love her laugh, it’s not fake it’s genuine like her.

We met at the drink table, both preferring whiskey over the red shit they put out.

We talked about our intrests, I was very suprised and impressed with how she carried herself. How she talked about herself. How she sat comfortably on my lap; as if we knew each other for forever.

Obviously her thick hips in that royal blue, tacky dress she wore caught my attention first

It takes a certain kinda person to make me laugh but she.. she was probably the most funniest and beautiful fucking girl I’ve never seen. A few beauty marks as she would call it, scattered down her neck and arms. Eyelashes so dark she could always pass on the mascara, the sweet charm and sass she had to her.. she was something different.

She was fresh to town and it was relief to meet someone new. Similar childhood experiences, divorced parents but her dad stopped reaching out to them. Her mom was just a bitch to her. Very narcissistic person but, she had her kind moments. She definitely wasn’t the worse mother I’ve ever heard of.

All of that lead to a heavy make out session in the bathroom.

Sitting at the edge of the toilet, her scratching the back of my head with those sharp coffin shaped nails, me squeezing the fat of her ass on my lap. Hell, I was surprised how into this she was.. considering I’ve only kissed two girls in my life.

Sure I’ve watched my fair share of porn, visited sex stores, took a few notes; even got a handy under the bleachers last year from Carol. She forgot to pay for the weed I gave her, she offered, why not.

“Oh yeah, what’s your name again?” I ask kissing down her neck

“Y/N, but you can call me anything you want right now” she whimpers at the feeling of me nipping her throat

-“fuck you’re a r-really good kisser”

“-could say the same about you sweetheart” feeling the roll of her heat over my already strained dick.

I wonder how many guys she’s done this with

“Sorry, I don’t usually do this but, there’s just something so sexy about you”—

Biggest fucking ego boot ever.

“Fuck baby, if you keep talkin to me like that I’m gonna bust”

“Awe, am I making you feel some typa way Eddie?” She smirks looking down at me

“You know you are”

—

Unfortunately that ended quicker than it started, Robin got too hungover and needed our space.

She told me her classes and we exchanged numbers.

After that we talked everyday on FaceTime after getting home from school. I show her a new guitar riff and she shows me the new necklaces or shirts she ordered.

Sometimes she’d forget she was on camera and changed out of her bra a few times.

Hey, couldn’t help but to look come on, I am just a man

I can’t tell you the amount of times I’ve fucked myself to that imagine every morning.. and evening and night..

Slept on the phone together, hung out at lunch together.

I only ever seen her at lunch other than at the end of the day in Mrs. Wilson’s calculus class. Bringing us back to now

——

“Mr. Munson are you done chatting now?” Wilson knocks me out of my trance

“Sorry bout that, yes ma’am” giving her a thumbs up sitting back up straight as she rolls her eyes subtly.

You slide me note. Folded up, in blue highlighted letters

You ever have sex before? Circle Yes or No ♡

fuck—we never even discuss stuff like that! how haven’t we? Don’t embarrass yourself man

Course I have, why? what’s got you so curious? ;)

I watch her look away quickly, gulping when she covers the paper to respond back

Well.. you’re cute and shit & was wondering if you wanna come over friday..? My parents have been gone all week and..we can hang or do whatever.. ♡

Did she wanna fuck? I hope so —wait you’re a virgin idiot, wait is she? probably not

I’m already there babe ;)

I reply with an easy smile, hiding the fact I’m in a state of panic

Good.. and uh bring those handcuffs on your wall too.. ♡

No way she’s a virgin talking like that

She rushes outta the classroom at the bell, turning back with a wink

Holy shit I gotta talk to Harrington.

“-and that’s what I’m saying dude, just sweet talk her, treat her like a princess, rub her in all the right places”—

“Okay but what ARE those places? I know her like tits and shit.. and well under her panties but what does it feel like? Ya know putting in it? What if I cum too fast and she laughs or runs away and never talks to me again..”—

I’ve been pacing back in forth in Family Video, loud where all the customers could hear. Definitely loud enough for Robin to upchuck her lunch

“No Eddie- just, come back here— Rob? watch the front please?” Steve grabs me by the shoulder making a bee line to the stock room

Sitting on the empty table still trying to gather my thoughts of Steve’s advice. “Well?” I rush out

“Damn man let me sit down first” he scoffs pulling a chair over to me

“Alright, you wanna know what inside a vagina feels like right?”

“Jesus, can you just say pussy or some shit”

“Same thing” he glared

“Okay well it’s not really sexy to just say vagina-

-“god Eddie, do you wanna know or not?” I can tell I’m testing his patience, I shut my lips, nodding eagerly

“Okay, so It’s like this- well like wet and really, really warm, almost like hot bath around your dick or a tight hug”—

“Wow, a hot bath thanks for the analogy Steve, I’ll make sure to take one when I get home”

He deadpans at me. “You asked me and I’m telling you, it’s hard to really explain other than a tight, wet warm hug. Oh!” he snaps his finger”-and sometimes it’ll tighten around your cock when she’s about to cum and holy shit dude— you better hold your load because the first time I had sex, it lasted about 10 seconds” My eyes widen

“WHAT!?” I shout before him shushing me “King Steve was a minute man?”— I joke

“Hey I said at first, when you get used to having sex your stamina gets better and for me personally”— he leans in “I can last approximately 45 minutes and 27 seconds” he sits back proudly

Cocky bastard.

Shit.

How long will I last? Will jerking off more boost my stamina?

——

Since that afternoon I did as much research as a I could, making a DIY sponge fleshlight.

That was a fail, got carpet burn.

Even bought condoms from the corner store, didnt know what size i was so, i grabbed all 4 boxes

Practicing my stroke game, using my pillow as a hole.

Down. Glide. Up. Down. Guide up.

Ow, fuck, cramp, cramp

This shits hard. My back hurts.

Throwing away the 8th used condom of the day, tossing myself in my desk chair, forehead sweaty, wrists throbbing; hearing my phone go off

FaceTime from Crush🖤

“Ah, fuck”— grabbing a shirt, wiping off the excess sweat off my skin, putting my pants back on, setting the phone up on my night stand, grabbing the guitar quickly setting it on my lap— “Hey! Sweetheart, what’s up, what are you up to?”

“I could ask you the same thing why is your face so red?” She asks giggling, laying on her tummy, tits spilling out , kicking her socked feet from behind

“Just took a hot shower is all”

“But your hairs not wet?” you give me a suspicious look, “Oh yeah, I just tied it up..sooo still want me over tomorrow?”

“Hell yeah! I picked up cookie dough the edible kind because I know you like that anddddd”- she reaches over her phone to grab something—“I rented whole stab franchise for a throwback”- showing me her laptop screen

“Well, that sounds like a party to me”

“You got that right..” She replies, biting her lip as if I didn’t notice,- “Anywaysss, just calling to remind you, see you tomorrow im tired, goodnight dummy *mwah*

She always ends our calls with a kiss on screen

Fuck I’m hard again

“Can’t wait sweetheart, sweet dreams” ending the call, looking down at my bulge

Welp, gotta jerk off again

Friday. THE day I might lose my virginity to the sexiest girl in school. My best friend.

I wake up earlier than usual, do my morning ritual, a joint. My nerves making me shower twice.

Should I shave?

Would she care?

A little trim wouldn’t hurt

May or may have not nicked my balls. Not too bad, maybe she won’t notice. Finding my nicest pair of jet black jeans I own, I only wear ‘em for special occasions and a wife beater? Nah that’s too much right? A flannel would help. Yeah. Definitely.

Hey I look kinda good, checking myself out in the mirror

Alright, wallet, keys, condoms, I glance over at the cuffs on the wall. Can’t forget those, stuffing them in my back pocket

—

My palms are sweaty, fuck even my ass is sweating.. 3 cigarettes already in, on my way to her house; of course I have a bad fucking hair day today, so I just opted for a low bun.

Before I could even knock, you open the door my jaw already on the floor

“Hi dummy!” You jump giving me a hug, pulling me inside.

What the hell is she wearing

A transparent green knitted, cropped sweater

is that her nipple I see? Those goddamn Nike shorts are doing her a favor—“Someone’s excited to see me?” Kicking off my shoes

“I’m always excited to see you.. also nice hair”

and neck goddamn, what is hell is he wearing you think, already feeling horny from the sight of my neck being so exposed

those jeans are doing his fine ass a favor

fuck I’m wet already

“Come on, already got it all set up for us”

“Lead the way princess” following behind you

I need to bite those fuckin legs.

——

We always sit like this on movie nights. Me against your headboard, back against my chest. I don’t remember how it started but I love it.

“Didn’t David Arquette also play in Spree?”

I squint back at the tv, “Uh yeah yeah he did, he was Kurt’s dad I think”

She replies with a mouthful “omyeah”

My hands have been holding both sides of her hips the whole time, occasionally rubbing them with my thumbs; every time I do it your breath picks up

Something else is about to be up—

“Huh?”

“Did you even hear me? You’ve been zoning out a lot recently”, you say sitting crisscross

“Something on your mind Ed’s?”

Gulp

“No no just— “ sigh

“Yeah, you. You’ve been on my mind.”

She smiles looking down, cocking her head to the side

“Oh yeah? Been thinking about me have you?” She grins

“You have no idea. ”

My breath hitches when you straddle me

Fuck me

“Wanna tell me these thoughts you’ve been having?” she asks twirling a piece of my bang

Remember what Steve said, sweet talk her

“Why don’t I just show you pretty girl”

Her smirk instantly falls, cheeks crimson “shit.. okay”

Running my hand up your thighs firmly, wrapping my arm around your lower back, my free hand pulling your face closer into my lips. “Like that baby?”

Who the fuck are you she thinks

“Fuck, yeah kiss me again”, I stare blankly until my eyes turn to pure lust, pushing her down to her back climbing on top to ease my tongue back into her mouth, my hips grinding into yours, hearing you whimper…

You’d think that’d make me harder but it’s when you grind back into me that did it

“You’re so beautiful you know that baby?.. fuck been missing these lips for weeks..”

“Shit, me too, been needing you so close to my body recently it’s been killin me,” she whines, rubbing her hands down my chest

—“that’s why I asked you to come over, could tell you were feeling me too”

You’re right about that, I mumble sucking your neck,

I’ve practiced giving myself hickies on my arms freshmen year.

Eddie, score

“That tank top Eddie.. t-take off the flannel let me see you? Please?” You ask giving me doe eyes. I sit up eagerly throwing it about, she sits up on her elbows, throwing off her sweater

The goddamn groan I let out

Jesus Christ

You lie back down bashfully covering yourself

A whore being shy huh?

“Whattt? She asks feeling self conscious,

“You’re..fuck.. just let me get a closer look please?” I plead, you nod shyly

Squeezing your breasts hard in my palm, licking my lips, nipping them, kissing them, hearing you gasp “holy shit -

“What??”

I do it again, in combination with my tongue, She doesn’t stop me she moans, making me feel bolder, “ Lemme take these off?” My thumbs already ready to yank your shorts down

You don’t answer

“Hey, it’s just me you know you’re beautiful to me, right?”

“Yes..you can take em off” she whispers

Thinking it’d be hot to yank them down quick like those sex movies

I try it..

“Ow! Fuck what the hell?” She jerks

I didn’t know she had the goddamn drawstring tied. , “Ow..you pout rubbing your hip, “Shit I’m sorry! I’m sorry”

I’m already fucking up, “It’s okay.. it’s just tied” she says undoing them pulling them off herself, holding her hands in her lap

I lean down to kiss both hips as an apology, looking up at you slowly undoing your hands

Cute little hair she has

“Can I um..”

She looks down at me gaining back her confidence, “You wanna eat me don’t you?” My eyes widen, gripping her side, “Yesss.. really bad” but I don’t know how to —

“Can I see you too?” again with that lip bite

“Of course” okay.. here goes nothing whispering to myself , yanking my jeans and all down in one swift motion, staring at the spot on the ceiling

You scoff with the sour look, “Oh my god”

WHAT WHAT WHAT

“You’re packing Eddie”

“Oh..thank fuck, really? I wouldn’t say that but..” I sit back in front of her

“Can I touch it?” You ask still staring at my cock

-..But I wanna taste you.. what if we..you lay on me but backwards..? Like 69?” I recommend

She nods eagerly, nervously but very excited, “Okay.. just don’t look at my asshole.. there’s a spot on it that looks like I didn’t wipe but it’s not what you think! It’s a freckle..”, I chuckle, rubbing your cheek nodding

Laying down flat, you swing your legs over my face

Oh god fuck, “Such a pretty pussy” i mumble

Suck a pretty cock you think

You’re both horny as fuck, both licking on each other immediately —“Jesus fuck!” I shout, hearing and feeling you choke on my dick

“Y/n, y-you done this before?”

“Yeah—“

Damnit.

-“But it was with a guy at my old school, said I was the best head he ever had” , you say rubbing my balls

Hot.

Okay Eddie do what feels right

so that’s the clit? how cute

Bringing my lips around your nub, licking you, tasting you, “Oh god why do you taste so good, you smell so..sweet?”

“Was that a question?” You ask popping my dick outta your mouth

“No, no just the sweetest pussy I’ve never tasted”-

the only pussy I’ve ever tasted

I’ve never smelt anything like this, I think I’m addicted

Flicking my tongue a few time feeling you react in a high pitched moan, sucking and massaging it lightly, my eyes flutter spotting your ass hole winking at me

“Holy shit” she’s pretty everywhere

“What?”

“You have such a pretty ass” blurting out

“Eddie! I told you not to look!” She whines trying to climb off, “Shut up I do what I want”saying firmly, pulling you back down by your thighs; sticking my pointer finger in your cunt,

so that’s the squeeze Steve was talking about

“Ohmyg— fuckk yes please” she vibrates around me, a guttural moan purging from my throat, curling my finger like they said —

“Oh! Fuck yes keep doing that Eddie baby please”—

“I am, I am baby you just suck my dick”—

Holy shit who am I—

“-Eddie I think I’m gonna cum yep, I’m gonna cum..”—

“Wait really?”

“Yes!”

“Really?” Asking again “YES EDDIE SHUT UP AND KEEP GOING, FUCK”—

Thrusting faster, licking faster I feel your wetness roll down and down into my mouth instantly making me cum in yours

“Fuck baby like that, fuck did you..just swallow?—“ I ask but you proceed to keep sucking-“OKAY OKAY, stop, s-shit!”

Pleading trying to stop you from overstimulating me further, “Shit.. sweetheart, that dude was right, that was the best head I’ve ever got”

The only head I’ve ever got

She lays back down beside me with a large grin,” Was that your first time getting head? You came so fast for me”

Lie.

Not replying I get up, finding the condom in my Jean pocket, “What’re ya doing?” You ask with a questioned expression, “Condom?” I hold up “Oh, oh yeah yeah right duh”—

Fuck I forgot with which way it goes on— got it

Turning back to you, cock still hard, nudging your core

You give me a small smile, watching me hesitantly about to slip my tip in

“Wait! Wait!”-

“What? Sorry, I didn’t ask”—

“Eddie I need to tell you something..”

“Yeah?”

“I can tell you definitely know what you’re doing but I just.. be gentle because I’ve never done this before..”

never done this before, never done this before

I stare like a deer in headlights, the weight off my shoulders lifted. I laugh sarcastically to myself , “That’s, well.. I should probably tell you I’ve never done it either.. like ima”—

“Virgin too?”

“Yeah, surprise?” feeling embarrassed, “How did I not know that? We tell each other everything” shrugging, “Not sure, but I’m glad you told me before I stuck ya”

“Ew don’t say stuck me weirdo”

“Look, I don’t know what I’m doing at all, I had to ask Steve for advice.. I figured you would know more I mean since you wanted my handcuffs”-, you bite your lip, head shaking

“I said that because, I figured you’d know how to use em”

“There actually just for decoration sweetheart, looked kinda metal”, we laugh in awe with each other , “But here we are..” I say biting the skin on my lip—

“Yeah here we are” you look back up at me, hopeful, “Do you wanna stop?”

“No..do you wanna stop?”

“Nah, been hoping you’d be my first actually”, you blush at my statement pulling me down for a deep kiss , “Let’s do it..”

“..but what if I cum too fast? that would be humiliating”—

- “I understand how it works.. don’t feel bad if you do, I promise I won’t laugh Ed’s” she squeezes my hand lovingly

My heart is erect

I nod, looking over all of you again, spreading your thighs a little wider, “I’ll go slow”

Furrowing my brows in consentration, slipping my tip in, surprisingly not easy mother fuck—

“Holy fuck you’re so-

“Tight? I know I have a hard time fingering my self as is”

“Why would you tell me that at this very second,” I try not to laugh, holding my shit together, “that’s so hot by the way,” bottoming you out, we gasp in sync

“Oh god”-

“What?”

“Holy god”—

“What!?? You alright?” She asks , “I’m about to cum already”—

“I told you, it’s okay”

“I know but that’s so embarrassing”

You clench around me on purpose, suddenly your eyes widen, feeling a warmth from inside, while also hearing me grunt almost in pain above you

Silence.

“Im so sorry fuck,” pulling out, shocked at how full my condom is, “Did you cum?”, she scrunches her nose, “No silly”

“But you squeezed me?”

“Yeah but, I didn’t have an orgasm”

Fucking Steve

-“But Steve said when a girl cums she clenchs around us” explaining further—

“First off, I’m gonna need you to not take advice from Steve and second, I mean according to my girlfriends we do.. it’s like a few squeezes but apparently we really squeeze for a long time when we do cum? Maybe even shake? I’m not sure but I think I’d know when I felt it”

Well shit

He looks like a sad puppy this won’t do you think

“But hey, we can try again right? Don’t be embarrassed if anything it’s kinda hot”

“Really?”

“I mean yeah, I made you cum in under like 1 second, biggest ego boot ever” you lighten the mood, nudging my shoulder smiling at me, pulling me for another kiss, “Don’t ever tell anyone that” holding my forehead to yours

You smirk, holding your pinky up “I promise”, Interlocking mine, noticing your body shifted closer, staring at your lips, “Let me try again Sweetheart” your eyes also on mine, nodding, crawling back to you, chasing your touch, taking each others breath—

Was that a car door??

“Is someone here?”

“Honey we’re home!”

FUCK, not now!!

(again recommend you listen to Wet dreamz by Jcole; it’s a bop)

reblogs appreciated // this was fun. let me know your thoughts? I do realize the smut was kinda rushed? Should there be a part 2? Suggestions? Comments? Feel like I should have kept going for them to restart again but I dunno🤷🏽‍♀️

[obsidianimagines]

Stay

After he and his brothers track down and kill the men who murdered their mother, Jack returns home to find you waiting in his room, and he doesn't want you to leave.

Jack Mercer x f!reader

Warnings: mentions of death/murder/trauma, a little homophobia (Bobby refers to reader as Jack's beard), smidge of angst, comfort/fluff 🥺, cursing, a little mention of sex so MINORS DNI

Notes: This is my first try at a Jack imagine. Hope you like it ☺️ and please ignore how bad I am at titles

Jack's childhood bedroom looked about as you'd expected.

An electric guitar and amp. A stereo with a collection of rock cd's. Band and car posters plastered on the wall. And, of course, a stack of VHS tapes that you probably didn't want to inspect too closely—he'd been a teenage boy the last time he lived there, after all.

You eventually grew tired of looking around and propped his pillow up so you could sit back against his headboard. His bed was a lot more comfortable than the one in the crappy hotel you'd been sleeping in, mostly because it was Jack's, and that meant safety. It meant home.

It was already pretty late when you first arrived at the Mercer home, so you were having a hard time staying awake to greet your boyfriend. Maybe you should've just waited until the morning, but something told you that you might be needed. That was why you'd driven to Detroit with him in the first place instead of making him go on his own. To be there for him during such a devastating time.

You yawned and decided to rest your eyes for just a few minutes, not hearing the sound of the front door, or Bobby speaking a little too loudly as three of the Mercers entered.

"Seriously, Jackie. How much are you paying her?"

"I'm not paying her anything, Bobby." Like always, his brother was just trying to get under his skin. Sometimes, it really fucking bothered him, but after seeing your car parked out front, he just wanted to find you.

He didn't see you in the living room, and just as he realized where you likely were, Sofi came down the stairs and confirmed it. "She's waiting in your room."

"Thanks." Jack took the steps two at a time, passing Sofi as she eagerly went to meet Angel at the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey, she better not think she's staying here! We don't need another La Vida Loca!" Bobby called after Jack, which he ignored, chuckling as Sofi started cursing at the oldest Mercer in Spanish.

Jack opened his bedroom door, cracking a small smile the instant he noticed you dozing off on his bed. He'd had half a mind to have Jerry drop him off at your hotel, but it was late enough that he assumed you were already sound asleep. Now that he knew you weren't even there, he was glad he hadn't gone anyway because he wouldn't have heard the end of it from Bobby.

Your eyes fluttered open as Jack slipped off his leather jacket, tossing it on the chair while kicking off his boots. "Hi," you greeted with a relieved smile.

"Hey, gorgeous," he replied as he climbed into the bed with you.

Even though you'd only been together for about two and a half years, you could read Jack very well. It was clear when he was upset or thinking of painful things, showing right there in his eyes. At that moment, you saw not just the sadness and grief of the last several days, but something else that disturbed him.

You shimmied down the bed a bit and opened your arms, allowing him to practically lay on top of you and rest his head on your chest. "What happened, baby?" You gently embraced him, resting a hand at the nape of his neck.

Jack took a moment to relax in your arms, letting out a sigh as you began to run your fingers through his hair. It had taken some time and a lot of built trust for him to be fully comfortable with that kind of intimacy, and once that happened, he could never get enough. After everything that happened that day, he really fucking needed it.

"I–" He sniffled, blinking back the tears that stung at his eyes. "I saw the security footage. I saw my mom..."

"Oh..." Your heart clenched as you realized what he meant. "I'm so sorry you had to see that, Jack."

"We found the guys that killed her," he said quietly, his fingers toying with the fabric of your shirt. "Angel and Bobby took care of it, but I...I couldn't handle it. I'd never watched anyone die like that." Jack had done some dumbass shit as a kid, but he'd never gotten into some of the more extreme things his brothers—particularly Bobby—did. Not until his mom was taken from him.

The fact that he and his brothers had found and killed their mom's murderers was not a surprise to you. Jack already told you that was the plan, and he'd shared enough about his brothers in the past for you to know he wasn't just talking. While killing was wrong, you had nothing against them getting revenge for Evelyn as long as Jack still came home to you in the end.

"But it's done now, right? You don't have to see that again."

"Nah, it's not over yet. Someone hired them to kill her."

Your hand stopped moving. "What?" Random robbery to contract killing? A pit formed in your stomach at the thought of him getting mixed up with something like that. "Who would want to kill your mom? She was amazing." You'd only ever talked to Evelyn on the phone, but between the lovely conversations and everything Jack ever told you about her, you knew she was a special woman.

"We don't know yet. I'll have to stay a couple more days..." Though it was important to find the truth and get justice, part of him really just wanted to be back home in your little shared apartment. He wanted things to be back to normal—as normal as they could be without Evelyn Mercer in the world.

"I'll add a few days to my hotel," you said as your fingers resumed playing with his hair. The idea of an extended stay didn't bother you at all. You knew he wasn't leaving Detroit until his mom was avenged.

"You should check out and stay here with me." He looked up at you with those soft blue eyes, and you already knew you'd be doing just that with very little convincing. Jack was hard to resist. "I miss you."

"It's not like I'm back in New York." Even though you laughed, you understood exactly what he meant. The cold Michigan nights really made you appreciate sleeping with him. "I miss you, too, but I don't want to intrude on you and your family."

"You're not intruding. You're my family, too," he assured you with a smile, which you returned as you stroked his cheek. "Besides, Angel's busy with Sofi, and Bobby's gonna be annoyed by someone or something no matter what."

You'd only met his oldest brother very briefly, but based on Jack's warnings and Sofi's rant about him when she let you in the house, you didn't doubt that he was a prickly as they come.

Jack watched expectantly, hoping he wouldn't have to spend another night alone. He had a hard time getting rest without you already, but it got worse after finding out his mom died. And he couldn't help the worry that whoever he and his brothers were after could end up targeting those close to them. That you could be hurt or killed just for being in town and being his girl. You'd probably be safer at the Mercer home.

"Okay, I'll check out in the morning."

He let out the breath he'd been holding and moved up your body to place a kiss on your lips. As he pulled back, you gazed up at him with the sweetest eyes he'd ever seen, and he thought for the millionth time how lucky he was to meet you. That you'd happened to end up at one of his shows three years ago was nothing short of a fucking miracle. "I love you."

"Love you, too," you said back without hesitation.

Underneath the rock and roll look, Jack was soft and sweet. You had seen tiny hints of it when you first talked outside of the bar his band had just played in, and he slowly let you in to see the rest. He respected and cared for you in a way that no other guy ever had, he made you feel safe and loved. Knowing you did the same for him after everything he'd been through meant the world.

When he laid back down beside you and pulled the blanket up over your bodies, you quickly turned on your side and snuggled right up to him.

Jack kissed the top of your head and slowly rubbed his hand up and down your back, and that was the last thing you remembered before finally drifting off.

Waking up was not quite as peaceful as falling asleep had been. A loud banging on the door shocked you both awake just in time to hear, "Rise and shine, Princess! We got shit to do today!"

Jack groaned and buried his face in your chest again. Even with Bobby's interruption, he really didn't want to move. After all, that was his second favorite spot to put his face. You were just about as eager to get up as he was, realizing just how much you'd needed this the last few days.

"What a charming wake up call," you said with a laugh, your voice rough from sleep. Considering how he'd referred to you as Jack's beard the first time you met, and at their own mother's funeral no less, a lack of tact seemed to be Bobby's thing.

"You get used to it," he mumbled into your t-shirt. "Unless you changed your mind about staying..."

"Nope." You reluctantly threw the blanket off and untangled yourself from him, taking a glance at your watch. "We've got plenty of time for breakfast, but I do need to be at the hotel by 9:30 to get my things."

Once you stretched and finally got out of bed, Jack sat up and scrubbed his hand over his face, his hair sticking up even more than usual. You went over to his jacket to fish his zippo and the pack of cigarettes out of the pocket and toss them over to him.

"Thanks," Jack said before placing a cigarette between his lips and lighting it up. He took a drag and watched amused as you slipped your shoes on and fixed yourself up a bit because, unlike him, you had a problem with looking like you'd just rolled out of bed.

Satisfied, you leaned down and tenderly cupped his jaw so you could press a kiss to his forehead. "See you downstairs, baby."

Jack's cheeks heated up at the sweet affection, and he blew out a cloud of smoke as you walked away with a sway of your hips.

Yeah, he was lucky as hell.

[why-animals-do-the-thing]

Okay folk, I need advice regarding navigating Tumblr policies circa 2018. Specifically, I need input on how to not get nerfed by the platforms for posting animal photos.

My problem is baboons.

Male baboons, specifically.

See, this spring, I spent a couple days at the Oakland Zoo, which happens to currently have an infant hamadryas baboon. He's adorable, and I took a lot of photos.

An interesting thing you might not know about hamadryas baboons is that they have a pretty unique social structure - when it comes to baby care, the young males in the troop actually do a ton of the work.

Another thing you might not be aware of regarding hamadryas baboons is that their junk is strawberry, stop-sign, "word processor thinks you spelled that word wrong" neon red.

I have a lot of photos of a bunch of different ages of very amped up male baboons chasing around a very enthusiastic miscreant of a male infant.

They're great, dynamic photos showing really fantastic social dynamics in a group-living primate. I'm also worried that I'll get thrown off any platform I post them on for obscenity.

Does anyone have experience with navigating this? I don't know exactly how accurate the human/non-human AI flagging algorithm is and I'd really rather not get this blog set to NSFW accidentally. Worst case I can like... add some eggplant emojis over the photos... but goddammit it, it's just nature photography.

A rare safe photo of said child and his mother for tax.

[sheerfreesia007]

Interrupting the Festivities

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Word count: 4,992

Content warnings: Fluff, suggestive, pregnancy, birth

Summary: It’s been a busy year for the two of you and you surprise Lee Know with a sweet little reveal that your family is going to be growing!

Minduelle: Dandelion, Ssang-dung-i-deul: Twins, Agi: baby, Eomeoni: mother, Gongjag: Peacock, Jagiya: Sweetheart

Part One: Dandelions

The smell of Spring was in the air as Minho stood at the back door of his family’s vacation home. He leaned up against the open door frame while crossing his arms of his chest and smiling softly as he spotted Minduelle walking through the field behind the house. He watches as she smiles softly and lets her hand gently graze along the tops of the tall grass, she’s dressed in a pretty sky blue sundress that’s dotted with little yellow flowers. Her hair is tied back from her face but flows freely down her back as the soft wind makes it flutter and dance behind her. She’s a picture of beauty and he can’t help but to pull his cell phone out and capture her picture quickly before he pushes off from the door frame and heads down the steps into the field.

It takes him no time to reach her and he’s easily sweeping her up into his arms and spinning her around in the air much to her squealing delight as she braces her hands against his shoulders while gazing down at him lovingly. He stops spinning her and slowly lowers her down the front of his body, feeling her every curve against him as her feet gently touch the ground. Her face is flushed and her eyes sparkle with delight as she looks up at him adoringly, her hands come up to cup his face and he watches as her eyes dart around taking him in quietly with a soft look on her face.

”What is it Mindeulle?” He asks softly as his own hands come up to cover hers.

”Just wondering what features our ssang-dung-i-duel will have from you and which ones they’ll have from me.” She says sweetly. Minho frowns softly at your words before he watches one of your hands fall from his face to cover your stomach. He blinks once, twice, thrice and you chuckle softly at his confusion before suddenly things start to click into place in his mind.

He had noticed your hesitation to have breakfast in the morning the past couple of weeks but you had only reassured him that it was just the changing of the seasons as Spring started to make itself known. But now as he stared down at your patiently waiting eager face and then lower to your hand covering your stomach he finally understood.

”You’re pregnant? With twins?” He asked in a soft tone as his eyes widened slightly at the knowledge.

”We’re pregnant with twins. You helped make me this way.” You corrected him with a gentle eye roll and he smirked softly at your implication before he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips heatedly.

”We can do that again.” He teased and you rolled your eyes once more at him as you scoffed.

”This was supposed to be a sweet moment. How did you already turn it dirty?” You asked exasperated and he smirked down at you.

”Didn’t you know that’s my super power?” He asked smugly and you scoffed softly at him before he cupped your face and pulled you into a kiss. “My heart is so full right now. I can’t tell you how happy I am right now. We’re going to have two little ones.” He whispered against your lips and you beamed happily up at him before pressing your lips to his once more. “Twins.” He whispered and then you watched it sink in and his eyes widened comically. “Oh shit, twins.” He said softly and you began to chuckle at his shock.

”Relax, we’ll be fine.” You soothed him and he eyed you still shocked and surprised but there was a happy glitter in his eyes that made your heart melt. “We will get through this together. It will be fine.”

*-*-*-*

Everything was not fine as you had promised. Your morning sickness had suddenly amped up within the last month and it found you almost every morning in the bathroom emptying your stomach for the better part of an hour. Minho had grown concerned when everything that the doctor had suggested to help you wasn’t working and you hadn’t been able to keep much down. 

In his desperation he had called not only his mother for ideas on ways to help you keep things down but also your mother. Both women had easily descended on your home and had been coddling you excessively. Minho knew that you hated to be coddled like this but he couldn’t think of any other way to get help with your morning sickness. None of the books he had read about pregnancy had been all that helpful and he was really starting to grow concerned with your inability to keep anything in your stomach.

As it came closer and closer to the end of your first trimester Minho was worried that this would continue for the rest of your pregnancy. He couldn’t remember the last time that you were able to eat and keep down anything more than a few crackers, broth and water. Even your favorite tea managed to upset your stomach and he knew that it saddened you, you always loved a good cup of your favorite tea.

Right now as he placed a bowl of simple broth in front of you and a small stack of soup crackers he watched as you looked down at it before looking at his own soup bowl that was filled with vegetables and delectable thin slices of meat. Your stomach grumbled in hunger as your eyes took in his bowl of soup and Minho frowns softly wondering if he shouldn’t torture you by eating his meal in front of you, but he knows you’d protest not taking you meal with him. It was one of your favorite moments of the day, when the two of you would come together and just talk about your day while eating.

“Has the doctor said anything else about how to help your morning sickness and nausea?” he asked softly, still worrying about your inability to keep anything substantial in your stomach. He knew it couldn’t be healthy for you but he also worried that it wasn’t healthy for the babies either. He watches as your eyes stay glued to his soup bowl as he begins to eat before you answer him.

“She said that if it doesn’t get better once I hit my second trimester than she’ll have to put me on medication.” you tell him as you pick up your soup and drink your broth as your eyes still gaze at his bowl longingly. Minho nods his head before he begins to dig into his bowl as his eyes dance along your frame. “I’ve got half a mind to ask her to put me on the medication already, I’m so hungry.” you confess to him and he grimaces knowing that there wasn’t anything he could to help you with that unfortunately. “Being pregnant is rough enough already and then to not be able to eat anything besides crackers and broth.” you say with a frown, Minho watches as you pick up your chopsticks and steal a piece of water chestnut from his bowl and before he can stop you you slip the vegetable into your mouth still talking around it while you chew. “It’s not fair really, I mean I’m the one growing our twins and they’re stealing nutrients from me every hour but yet they won’t let me eat peacefully!” you complain goodnaturedly and Minho watches with wide eyes as you quickly steal another piece of water chestnut from his bowl and slip it quickly in your mouth before you groan loudly and let you eyes fall shut. He waits for your stomach to start rolling and for you to rush for the bathroom but when you continue sipping your soup and dipping your crackers into your broth he’s surprised.

“Mindeulle, sweetheart.” he says softly and you look up at him with a furrowed brow. “You just ate two water chestnuts. Is your stomach feeling alright?” he asked worriedly and you tilt your head cutely at him before your eyes widened comically along with his.

“I don’t feel sick. Minho! I don’t feel sick!” you rush out hurriedly as excitement fills your face and he can’t help but grin widely at how adorable you looked to him. “Is there more water chestnuts in the pot?” you asked him quickly as you stood from the table.

“Now wait, don’t overdo it. We don’t know if this is your body finally getting over the morning sickness or if it’s just accepting water chestnuts. It might reject all the other vegetables and meats.” he cautioned you and you nodded your head at his words.

“I want to try though. At least I know I can now have water chestnuts. That’s better than nothing.” you begin to ramble and he follows you back into the kitchen to help you get some vegetables to put in your soup. He takes the bowl from you and begins to put a few water chestnuts in your bowl before selecting one vegetable each from the others he had prepared. Just as he’s selecting the last vegetable you burst into loud sobs and Minho flinches with worry as he quickly turns to you still holding your bowl.

“Mindeulle! What? What is it? Are you okay? Is it the babies?” he asked panicked and you shake your head quickly trying to reassure him as tears continue race down your face as sobs rack your body. Minho sets your bowl down and quickly pulls you into his arms rubbing his hands down your back trying to soothe you. “Tell me, what’s wrong?” he tells you pleadingly and you look up at him.

“I’m just so happy that I can eat water chestnuts.” you sob and Minho stands there still rubbing your back before he begins to laugh loudly at your words. He knows he shouldn’t laugh but just the simple fact that you can stomach water chestnuts has you sobbing like your world was ending. 

“Oh sweetheart.” he coos softly at you as he tries to stop his laughing. He pulls you close into his body and envelops you in his warmth. “My poor agi.” he coos softly as you begin to calm down. Cupping your face he tilts it up to gaze into it before he leans forward and kisses you deeply.

After he gets you settled back into your place at the dining table he quickly shoots both your mother and his mother a text letting them know that your stomach has eased and you’re now happily eating vegetables in your soup. When they both respond in positive praise he then returns to his place at the dining table and watches you quietly as you eat your fill of vegetables and broth with a soft smile on his face.

*-*-*-*

Minho taps his hand against the steering wheel excitedly as he carefully watches traffic flowing around his car. A pop song plays on the radio before it’s suddenly changed to another station with a rock song, he smirks softly as his eyes dart over to you as you settle back into the passenger seat while your hand comes to lay flat against your rounded stomach. 

You’re now half through your second trimester and your baby bump is more prominent which has made Minho’s aegyo almost uncontrollable. He just loves looking over at you and seeing your round tummy knowing that the twins are in there. He’s constantly filled with love and awe every time he looks at you and he can’t control himself to keep his hands to himself anymore. You’ve begrudgingly accepted it even when you don’t want to be touched, you’ve told him that while you may not want to be touched the way his face lights up every time he sees you makes your heart melt and your body feel like jello.

“So will there be an ultrasound today?” he asks for the millionth time and you huff at him before shifting in your seat once again. As the twins continue to grow within you your discomfort skyrockets and Minho can’t imagine how uncomfortable it must be to have two babies growing within you. 

“Yes Min. I told you this. You know this.” you say tiredly with a long sigh as you try not to snap at him. He knows that your irritable attitude lately has only been because of how uncomfortable you’ve gotten so he tries to keep you as peaceful as possible but sometimes he knows he gets too excited for you. “I hope it won’t too long of a wait, they always ask for a urine sample and the twins are doing somersaults on my bladder.” you say softly as you huff out a breath while shifting once more in your seat. Minho gently takes your hand in his before raising it to his lips trying to ease you.

“Well you tell those two to cut it out and give their Eomeoni a break.” he says firmly and you smile beautifully at him before your eyes begin to tear up. “Oh no, no, no, no. I didn’t mean to make you cry agi.” he coos softly and you quickly brush under your eyes catching the tears as they fall.

“It’s okay, I’m just a mess lately.” you say quickly and Minho smiles softly at you giving you a moment to compose yourself as he pulls into the parking lot of the doctor’s office.

“What caused the waterworks this time?” he asked gently as he parked the car and you scoffed softly at him causing him to grin widely at you.

“Calling me their Eomeoni.” you confess quietly and he beams over at you. “Don’t start, it just hit me a little harder than normally.” you warn him and he quickly gets out of the car before rushing around it to your door and helping you out. He wraps his arms around you loosely and rubs his nose gently against yours before pecking your lips. “Don’t make me cry in the parking lot.” you warn him and he grins down at you feeling his heart swell to its limits at how much he loves you.

“I won’t, I won’t.” he promises and you nod your head at him before he begins to guide you towards the doctor’s office eager to see what the twins look like now since the last ultrasound. He idly wonders if he can convince the nurse to let him keep all the pictures they take today.

*-*-*-*

“Mindeulle, are you sure that’s what you actually want to eat? That sounds disgusting, soy sauce and vanilla ice cream? That’s going to give you heartburn.” he said into the phone as he walked down the freezer aisle looking for the ice cream.

“Please Minho, I need it. In fact it’s a straight order from the twins and you wouldn’t deprive them would you?” you whine over the phone and Minho chuckles softly at you.

“Well if it’s a straight order from the twins how could I deny them?” he humors you and hears you huff softly at him and he chuckles softly. “What now?” he asks softly and hears your soft grumble.

“You’d deny their Eomeoni but if it’s from the twins you get them whatever they want.” you gripe out softly and Minho bursts out into happy laughter.

“Are you really jealous of our twins right now?” he asks amusedly and you huff at him. “And am I not at the grocery store right now picking up soy sauce and vanilla ice cream for the three of you?” he asked smugly.

“Yes, yes but it’s because the twins need it.” you counter and he laughs at you again.

“I love you crazy woman. I’ll never deny you of anything unless it’d harm you.” he tells you honestly and you sigh wistfully over the line.

“How can you annoy me one second and then make my heart melt the next? It’s not fair. How am I supposed to not jump your bones as soon as you walk through the door?” you whine softly and Minho straightens against the grocery cart with interest at your words.

“Is that so?” he asks softly and you huff softly in his ear.

“I’ve been needy for you since you left. It doesn’t make any sense. I want the food but I want you too. So much.” you whine softly and Minho quickly rushes to the ice cream section before grabbing the most rich vanilla ice cream he can spot before heading to the registers.

“You better be naked on the couch waiting for me when I get home.” he says in a heated whisper into the phone.

“But the ice cream.” you whine softly and he huffs softly at you.

“I will feed it to you while you sit on my cock.” he grunts out and you keen loudly in his ear. Minho doesn’t bother to put the shopping cart back in its rightful place as he pays for the ice cream and runs out of the store to his car as he hears you shuffling in the background removing your clothes.

*-*-*-*

Your living room has exploded with Christmas wrapping paper, bows, bags, and name tags among the boxes of gifts that you may have overdone purchasing for everyone you loved. But as you sit in the middle of it all with Jisung and Gongjag sitting on the sofa and the armchair helping you keep everything organized and helping with the wrapping of the gifts. The Christmas tree that you and Minho had set up and decorated sat in the corner twinkling with its sparkling lights and eclectic assortment of ornaments kept catching your attention and distracting you.

This morning Minho had to leave early to head into the office for an issue that couldn’t be handled remotely. He had told you he hadn’t wanted to leave you so close to your due date, it was still two weeks away but the doctor had cautioned that you could go into labor at any moment now. Not to mention the twins had been more active lately not being able to settle or lay still for very long which had caused you quite a bit of pain effectively causing Minho to become more overprotective of you. But he ultimately had to leave you for the day to finish up work. He had made a call to Jisung and Gongjag asking them to stay with you today while he was away. You hadn’t agreed with his reasoning of having to bother your friends to keep watch of you but you had to admit that you enjoyed the company as you laughed at Jisung sticking his tongue out at his wife from the armchair as she flung a bow at him. 

You burst into uncontrollable laughter when the bow stuck to his head as you stood there in the middle of the multiple rolls of wrapping paper. As you continued to laugh as Jisung flinched back and tried to remove the bow as Gongjag teased him you suddenly felt a wet warmth form and then flow down your legs and you looked at Gongjag with wide eyes as you gasped loudly. Gongjag looked over at you worriedly before her eyes widened in her face and she quickly jumped from the sofa and rushed over to you.

“Your water broke. We have to go to the hospital. C’mon let’s get you changed quickly and we’ll drive you.” she guided you softly as you stared at her worriedly.

“Minho, we have to tell Minho.” you gasped out softly when a sharp pain raced across your stomach causing you to grip it tightly with your hand.

“Okay, we’ll tel him. Breathe through your nose remember.” Gongjag instructed as she guided you out of the living room and towards your bedroom. “Jisung grab her hospital bag! Put it in the car!” Gongjag called out to him over her shoulder and you could hear him rushing around the apartment.

“On it!” he called before the front door slammed shut. Gongjag easily helped you out of your wet yoga pants and handed you a fresh pair of underwear and sweats before bending down to help you step into the clothes.

“I’m so sorry, this is so embarrassing.” you rushed out worriedly and Gongjag shook her head as you stood after dressing you.

“Don’t worry agi. We all love you and are gonna help you birth these babies.” she cooed softly at you and you burst into tears at her kind hearted words. “Oh agi. No tears, this is a happy moment. You can tell the ssang-dung-i-deul all about how their Auntie helped them come into this world when they’re older. Preferably on the eighteenth birthday in front of everyone.” she said conspiratorially and you chuckled watery at her words as you nodded your head. You hissed suddenly as another contraction gripped you and Gongjag looked at her watch timing the contraction before leading you out of the bedroom towards the front door where Jisung stood waiting anxiously as he shifted from one foot to the other. You burst out in stilted laughter as you spotted the bow still stuck to his head and Gongjag rolled her eyes at him.

“The babies are coming!” Jisung suddenly rushed out and you chuckled once more at him as the bow bounced on his head as he erratically moved trying to find the best place for himself to be helpful.

“Ji pabo. You go first and get the car started.” Gongjag instructs him. “Then come back and wait at the bottom of the stairs while I walk Mindeulle down.” You huff softly as another contraction grips you as you all walk out of the apartment before Jisung rushes off down to the car. “I swear he’d lose his head in an emergency.” she says softly to herself and you laugh softly at her words while you nod your head.

“But he’s too sweet for his own good.” you tell her and she nods her head avidly at your words.

“Oh absolutely. He wants to help, he just doesn’t know what to do or how to help. My sweet clueless jagiya.” she says softly and you chuckle softly as you come up to the stairs leading down into the parking lot. Just as Jisung came walking to the bottom of the stairs and you had made it a little more than half way down the stairs a contraction hit you so intensely that it made you double over on the stairs. Jisung immediately wrapped his arms around you and guided you down the stairs as you hissed and tried to suck in air through your nose.

“I got you Mindeulle.” he said softly as his hand came up to cover your stomach. “We gotta tell these little ones to cut you some slack.” he teased and you grinned at him while walking to their car. Jisung helped you into the backseat before sliding in on the other side while Gongjag sat in the driver’s seat and began pulling out of the parking lot quickly.

“We have to call Minho.” you gasped out softly and Jisung nodded his head while pulling out his cell phone as Gongjag drove as safely and quickly to the hospital.

“Yah Minho!” Jisung greeted anxiously as you gripped his hand tightly in your own as you did your breathing exercises. “You need to meet us at the hospital!” Jisung said worriedly before crying out loudly as you gripped his hand tightly as a contraction ripped through your lower half as you cried out loudly in pain.

“Easy Mindeulle, we’re almost there.” Gongjag tried to reassure you as Jisung nodded his head at you.

“Minho, just get to the hospital!” shouted Jisung into the phone before hanging up. You knew that Minho would probably be in a panic now after that phone call and probably after hearing you in the background but you couldn’t focus on that as you felt the contractions start coming closer and closer together as you squirmed in the backseat of the car.

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Minho rushes through the emergency doors of the hospital gasping for breath and looking around frantically at everyone that was in the waiting room. He spotted the nurse at the front desk and rushed over to it feeling out of breath and worried beyond belief.

“Excuse me” he panted softly and the nurse looked up at him concerned.

“Can I help you?” she asked curiously and he nodded his head.

“My wife, she’s giving birth and was rushed here by our friends.” he tried to explain to her but his words came out staccato.

“What’s the last name dear?” she asked kindly with a soft smile on her face.

“Lee.” he told her and she nodded her head as she typed in the name hurriedly before looking through the records in the computer. 

“Third floor, room three hundred forty one.” she told him. “Take the elevators right over there to the third floor.” she instructed him before pointing towards two elevators in the corner of the room. Minho nodded his head and thanked her quickly before rushing to the elevators. He anxiously waited for the elevators to arrive before quickly getting into them and pressing the button for the third floor. He shifted on his feet as the elevator rose from the first floor and tried to calm himself down to not be completely panicked.

When the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened Minho quickly walked out and was greeted by a nurse at another front desk.

“Can I help you?” she asked kindly and Minho walked hurriedly over to her.

“My wife is giving birth in room three hundred forty one. I need to be with her please.” he rushed out and she smiled widely at him.

“Can I see your i.d. please?” she asked quickly and he easily pulled his wallet out before showing her his i.d. She smiled while nodding her head and pressed a button that unlocked the door leading further into the maternity ward. “Right down the hallway on the left.” she instructed and Minho nodded his head before quickly rushing down the hallway.

When he came to the door for room three hundred forty one he could hear you groaning loudly from within before he knocked quickly on the door. It opened suddenly and Minho was greeted by a panicked looking Jisung.

“Oh thank god you’re here!” he cried happily before pulling Minho into the room. Minho stood there for a moment quickly taking in the room before he spotted you on the bed sweaty and panting softly as you gritted your teeth.

“Are you the husband?” asked the doctor who was moving towards the end of your bed and Minho nodded quickly before he moved to your side. You looked over at him and sighed softly when your eyes connected with his.

“You almost missed it.” you said sorrowfully and Minho shook his head quickly before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” he whispered to you before guiding you to sit forward as he climbed into the bed behind you and wrapped his arms around your body like the two of you had planned for your birth. Your body fell heavily back against his chest and he sturdily kept you upright as he pressed sweet kisses to the side of your face. “You’re doing so well agi. So well. I’m so proud of you.” he whispered in your ear.

“Alright Mrs. Lee, on the count of three I need you to push. We’re at the end now.” the doctor instructed you and Minho felt you shake your head at his words.

“C’mon Mindeulle. We have to push. Our ssang-dung-i-deul are coming.” Minho whispered into your ear and your head lolled back against his shoulder.

“I’m so tired.” you panted out and Minho nodded his head while interlacing your fingers with his as he shifted back against the bed.

“Alright, one, two, three!” said the doctor loudly and Minho leaned forward with you as you gripped his fingers tightly as you screamed in pain. “Good! There’s one!” said the doctor as he handed one baby to an awaiting nurse who quickly moved to clean up the baby. Minho gasped as the sound of a loud wail filled the room and he beamed proudly as he pressed more kisses to the side of your head. “One more time, count of three. Let’s get that little girl out here.” the doctor said encouragingly. “One, two, three!” Minho leaned forward once more with you as you screamed and gripped his fingers again. He watched wide eyed as your daughter was slipped from your body and handed off to another nurse who quickly moved to clean her off. When he heard the wail of his little girl Minho sagged back against the bed with you laying heavily on his chest and he began to chuckle softly as tears fell from his eyes.

“Here you are Eomeoni.” came the sweet soft voice of the first nurse and Minho watched in awe as she gently placed your son in your arms, laying him on your chest. Minho stared down at the two of you as his body began to shake with so much emotion coursing through him before the second nurse came over with your daughter and laid her on the other side of your chest. His arms came around the three of you protectively as he pressed kisses into your hairline while tears still slipped down his face.

He’s so enraptured by the beautiful moment of his little family expanding by two that he doesn’t notice Jisung proudly snapping picture after picture on his cell phone to later send to the happy exhausted parents.

SKZ Taglist: @intartaruginha, @kayleefriedchicken, @babigriin, @simpforleeknaur, @inlovewithstraykids

[tmvcreations]

Grandparents Meet Newborn - Infant version.

Hey everyone as promised here is the first of my two pose packs that im redoing for infants.

My  “Grandparents Meet Newborn” pose pack was the second pose pack I ever made originally created using a resized toddler rig, but now since we’ve got infants ive decided to remake this pose pack for infants and tidy up some of the poses a little.

 It still features 7 group poses but now with infants!

Pose 1 is a Grandfather, Grandmother, Mother and Infant standing together.

Poses 2, 3, 4, 6 & 7 are of an Adult Mother and Father reassuring their Young adult Daughter who lies in a hospital bed holding her Infant, you will need to use the Maxis hospital bed**

Pose 5 is of a Grandmother picking up an infant as Grandpa stands over them watching, you will need the hospital baby bassinet or any other Maxis baby bassinet. 

Pose Player - https://sims4studio.com/thread/2617/andrews-studio

Teleport any sim - https://scumbumbomods.com/teleport-any-sim

*In order to find the Maxis hospital bed use the bb.showhiddenobjects cheat then search for exam bed

**In order to pose the newborn you must click on that sim, “RightShift+Tab” to enter first person view than look to either side and click on the sims hand until you get the interactions menu, then pose from there.

Link to my original pose pack that uses resized toddler rigs : https://tmvcreations.tumblr.com/post/689970610196054016/hey-everyone-grandparents-meet-newborn-is-my/amp

Hope you enjoy! :) Any questions or problems please contact me.

DO NOT CLAIM AS YOUR OWN.

DO NOT RE-EDIT MY POSES.

DOWNLOAD LINK(sfs, ADFREE): http://www.simfileshare.net/download/4688344/

@ts4-poses @ts4cc-finds

[dp-phan-in-your-area]

Danny Phantom incorrect quotes generator

Jazz: Where is Danny?

Sam: I'll do you one better, who is Danny??

Tucker: Here's a better question, why is Danny?

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Danny, about a fight between Tucker and Sam: It scares me how many knives were involved.

Jazz: There… weren’t any knives involved though?

Danny: That’s what scares me.

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Tucker: What’s it like being tall?

Danny: Is it nice?

Sam: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Jazz: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.

#######################Sam: Blue M&Ms are the best.

Danny: whAT IS THIS SLANDER?

Sam: What about it? They are.

Danny: I WILL NOT ALLOW SUCH LIES ON MY CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER!

Danny: THE RED ONES ARE THE BEST!

Sam: YEAH? WELL YOUR MOM'S A HO!

Jazz: They're all chocolate inside, the colors don't mean anything.

Tucker: I like the yellow ones.

Sam and Danny: SHUT THE FUCK YOUR MOUTH!

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Danny: *falls down the stairs*

Jazz: Are you okay?

Sam: Stop falling down the stairs!

Tucker: How’d the ground taste?

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Jazz: You're smiling. What happened?

Sam: What? Can't I smile just because I feel like it?

Tucker: Danny tripped and fell down the stairs today.

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Tucker: What is love?

Sam: An emotional minefield.

Jazz: A neurochemical reaction.

Danny: Baby don't hurt me.

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Jazz: I told Danny to grab snacks for everyone.

Sam, looking through the options: Why did you grab fruit snacks? Are you five? Who even likes Fruit Snacks?

*Jazz, Danny, and Tucker raise their hands*

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Tucker: Good night.

Danny: Sleep tight.

Jazz: Don't let the bedbugs crawl up to your ear and whisper threatening things that make you question yourself.

Sam: Great, now Danny's crying.

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Tucker: Shh, here comes Jazz!

Sam: Quick, Danny, start talking about boring nerd stuff!

Danny: You know, nerd culture is mainstream now, so when you use the word “nerd” derogatorily, it means you’re the one that’s out of the zeitgeist.

Sam: Yes, that’s perfect. Just like that.

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Danny: I truly believe that water can solve all your problems.

Jazz: Weight loss? Drink water.

Tucker: Clear skin? Drink water.

Sam: Want to get rid of someone? Drown them.

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Tucker: What if people had food names and food had people names?

Sam: Hey, spaghetti, we’re having Tucker for dinner.

Jazz: What is wrong with you people?

Danny: Shut up, chocolate.

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Jazz: What is it called when you kill a friend?

Tucker: Homicide.

Sam: Murder.

Danny: Homiecide.

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Danny: Good. Thanks, mom.

Tucker: You just called Jazz “mom”. You just said “thanks, mom.”

Danny: What? No, I didn’t. I said “thanks, man”.

Jazz: Do you see me as a mother figure, Danny?

Danny: No. If anything I see you as a bother figure ‘cause you’re always bothering me.

Sam: Hey! Show your mother some respect!

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Danny: I didn’t know that air fryers are a real thing. Used to think that they were made up by the internet as a funny joke and that their purpose was to “fry air”.

Jazz: WAIT, BUT IT FRIES THE AIR TO FRY THE FOOD??

Danny: I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS A KITCHEN APPLIANCE, MY FIRST ASSUMPTION WAS SOMETHING AKIN TO AN AIR CONDITIONER!

Tucker: IT’S NOT LIKE AN AIR CONDITIONER????

Sam: You guys clearly don’t own an air fryer.

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Jazz: How do Danny and Tucker usually get out of these messes?

Sam: They don't. They just make a bigger mess that cancels the first one out.

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Jazz: What’s your biggest fear?

Tucker: That I’ll never be good enough for anyone.

Sam: Everyone hates me and talks about me behind my back.

Danny: Zombies.

Tucker: ...

Sam: ...

Danny: BUT they can open doors.

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Jazz: Isn’t it weird how we pay money to see other people?

Danny: You mean movies?

Sam: Concerts?

Tucker: Prostitutes?

Jazz: Wha…N-no, I mean glasses, what the fuck-

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Danny: *tapping fingers on table*

Jazz: *taps fingers back furiously*

Tucker: …What’s going on?

Sam: Morse code. They’re talking.

Danny: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -

Jazz: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

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Jazz: Tucker, keep an eye on Danny today. He's going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.

Tucker: Sure, I'd love to see Danny getting punched.

Sam: Try again.

Tucker, sighing: I will try to stop Danny from getting punched.

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Jazz: What are the hardest things to say?

Sam: I was wrong.

Tucker: I need help.

Danny: Worcestershire sauce.

[linkman447]

The Married Life (Blake)

Blake: mother what are you doing here my husband almost home

Kali: what’s the matter kitten would I be interrupting some alone time with your husband

Blake: (deadpan) yes, yes you would be

Kali: oh my goodness, I’d love to see that

Blake: MOM!!!?!?

Kali: oh and to think you’re my daughter

Blake:???

Kali: picture it. You, me, the tall blond hunk. I know it’s been a while for me

Blake:😳😳😳🤤🤤🤤

She shake her head clear of those thoughts

Blake: mother I-

The door opens

Jaune: Blake honey I’m home, oh Kali your here

Kali: oh jaune just call me mom, you may be calling me that tonight

Jaune: what

Kali: nothing

Jaune: so Blake when will our friends be here

Blake: well about that

Flashback

Ruby: well well well, if it isn’t the traitor

Blake: oh just because I married to only decent man on remnant I’m a traitor

Yang: not even sharing with your partner, for shame. You know I’d share if it were me

Weiss: thieving cat

Pyrrha is just sharpening her sword

Nora: hey renny’s better than decent

Blake: oh so I should have married him?

Nora: NEVER 😡😡😡😡

Blake: my point

Rwyp: get her

They pounce only to hit the floor due to that Blake being a clone

Suddenly the floor drops sending them into a pit trap

Yang: Blake when could your clones do that

The real Blake looks over the chasm

Blake: since me and jaune found out his semblance

Pyrrha: you 🤬🤬🤬🤬

Nora: renny get the soap

…

Nora: renny, oh right he’s still at home with the baby

Ruby: what is it Blake

Blake: aura amp it gives me a boost and makes my semblance stronger

Yang: so does it make him better in the sheets

Blake just smirks and walks away

The girls shout at the ninja to get back and let them out but it falls on deft ears

Flashback ends

Blake: they called saying they won’t be here until tomorrow

Kali comes up from behind wrapping her arms around him: so it’ll just be the three of us till then💕💕

Blake finally letting herself fall into this shameless kink wraps her arms around his neck: yes the thee of us 😉

Jaune: aura don’t fail me now

[bloodyymaryyy]

Taking care of Kai

Kai cenat x reader

Side note : it's probably gonna be messy and short but I want to write it because I just got a new phone and yeah .

I will be starting fanfics again and for YouTubers too not only f1 because there is next to nothing about amp especially

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You visited kai's home and was hanging out with him a few hours before he streams .

You noticed that his fridge had nothing , same with his pantry, you thought he would be going shopping but he in fact did not so when he was complaining that he had nothing but a expired cookie and thought of what duke would do and thoughted it out and was imitating duke about shit like wanting to be taken care of and "that nature " as he put it you decided to take matter into your own hands .

Dressing up and fixing up your make up , you headed to the store .

After buying extra shit for you and snacks for the guys you went to the amp house , most of them were streaming which wasn't a surprise, Chris and Davis was sitting in the living room watching TV or their phone on occasion you went up to them first , hanging them their drinks and snacks that you got them and chatted for a bit you went into dukes room first as it was the first door you saw , also handing him his drink and snack while he was thanking you , you said hello to chat and left to go to fanum's room next . Knocking on his room door too you went in after getting confirmation to enter you got him a bit of extra so he won't fanum tax Kai or anyone,you both exchanged pleasantlies (?) you left to to agent's room next, knocking once again because he wasn't streaming so you knew to knock a few times after traumatic experience from a few of the guys and you just threw his shit in his bed and left after he wasn't awake and finally you got yo kai's room where you was carrying a big bag of chips , chocolates , candy and a few others .

" oh shit! What are you doing here !? "

" I bought you snacks !" You said smiling and hugged him as he was still sitting down shocked .

" why didn't you text me I could have sent you over money !"

"nah it's okay I was watching the stream and I knew you didn't have shit so I thought I could get you some for the stream ! Also I bought something for the guys so you don't have to give me money !"

As was talking to him I handed him the bag so he could decide what he wanted and for me to get them into the pantry and fridge.

" nah I will Venmo you money after bruh! Thank you I was starving!"

Y/n is like a mother, taking care of her kids 🥹😭

I love their friendship!

I want what they have !!!!

Hello y/n

My fav girl is hereeee

Hey y/n

Why do I ship them ?

Her is your girl that takes care of you Kai

You look like her kid but in black 😂

" You are my friend you don't have to give me money I have a job ! I like taking care of you guys! Ok so I have to go to cook you guys something so you dont get fast food for the 5th time this week "

I again hugged Kai and left down to the kitchen to make us something, after what felt like forever I did some potatoes fried with a four different types of cheeses and throwed it in the oven with thick milk ( I don't know how it say it otherwise) and a few steaks and mushrooms and plate them up .

After taking two plates at the time to the guys for what felt like the hundred time today and many compliments and praise for feeding them you took the last two plates and headed again into kai's room , handing him a plate and setting yours in the table ,you retrieved a chair and sat down with Kai , chatting on stream , reading the chat and receiving many compliments it was time you go and sleep . Having a norlan 9-5 job in the morning.

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Okay that's it I don't know if it's good I just pulled it out of my ass so yeah . Have a good night babies I love you and I am sorry I was absent for so many weeks ❤️ love you all

Oh btw here is the "inspo"