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marvelfanfics1 · 4 months ago

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ohhh could i please request super soldiers little angels au where reader is in babyspace while peter is regressed maybe to around 4 or 5 so steve & bucky teach him how to take care of reader and be a good big brother🥺💕

Pairing: daddy!stucky x little!reader x little!peter

Warnings: age regression

The Super Soldiers little Angels AU Masterlist

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Steve was bouncing you around in the kitchen while Peter and Bucky were already sitting at the table eating their breakfast. Whenever he tried to set you down you would start whining instantly and demanding to be held again.

Steve and Bucky exchanged glances and both knew you were in a smaller headspace today given your current behavior.

Peter stopped shoveling pancakes in his mouth to see how you were sucking mindlessly on your paci, your eyes dropping close here and there.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, buddy?" Bucky stopped looking through the newspaper to give him his full attention.

"Is bunny otay?" he asked pointing at you and Steve.

"Bunny is in babyspace today. You know what that means?" Bucky asked him and Peter nodded his head quickly.

"She baby?"

"Correct, she's feeling a lot smaller than usual and that means you have to be more careful with her today. Dada and I are gonna show you how to take care of her, okay?" he explained and took you from Steve's arms, moving you so you're facing Peter.

You babbled happily and made grabby hands for your Petie. As your daddies were talking with each other Peter made it his mission to entertain you, doing funny faces or letting you play with his hands.

"We have to go grocery shopping soon." Steve reminded his husband, closing the fridge with a sigh. "Oh, and I-"

Both caregivers attention got drawn to you and Peter when they heard him yelp, seeing you pulling on his hair slightly.

"Ow ow ow! daddy help!" he winced and Bucky de-tangled your hand from the poor boys hair.

"No pulling, Doll." he chided you, making you flat your hand and pat Peter's head gently a few times.

"Can we go pway now?" Peter asked, his breakfast already finished.

"Sure, buddy, but remember to be gentle with her."

He nodded and got up from his chair to pick you up from Bucky's lap, carrying you to your guys playroom.

Throughout the day Peter was determined to look after you, carrying you everywhere, talking with you even though he sometimes doesn't understand your babbling.

Sometime around lunch you were both watching inside out in the living room, cuddling on the couch. You were laying between Peter's legs with your back against his chest while he had his arms wrapped around you snugly.

Steve and Bucky had just finished making you both some lunch, small cut sandwiches with some fruits for Peter and for you a bottle since you're too little today for solid food.

They entered the living room, completely in awe at the sight of you both snuggling peacefully.

"Time for lunch." Steve announced in a quiet voice, not wanting to disrupt the current atmosphere as he and Bucky approached.

Peter perked up at that, smiling. "Can I feed bunny?"

"Sure. If you don't forget to eat yourself you can hold the bottle for her." Bucky smiled, handing him the bottle as Steve placed Peter's plate on the armrest beside him.

Peter adjusted you a little, pulling your paci out of your mouth and quickly putting the rubber of the bottle between your lips before you could protest. Steve corrected the way he held the bottle for you, raising the boy's hand a little so the bottle is tilted upwards. As you began to suckle he started eating as well, focusing back on the tv.

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casually-eat-my-soul · 5 months ago

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Thoughts on this as a Sterek AU?:

The vibe of the children librarian is definitely stiles but I think it would be cute if Derek was the children librarian so instead we have this:

Stiles wanted to work with children like his mother did, and the library was the best place. It had become his safe refuge during his mother’s sickness and he hoped to make it a safe place for other children. But he was also hired to keep track of the more magical books.

Derek has hired by the sweet old lady, Ms Beatrice, who ran the beacon hills library. Derek was pretty sure she was immortal. She took one look at him and decided to ignore all the gossip surrounding his name. He was put to work on the front desk because Ms Beatrice thought that would help the rumours and force Derek to interact with people. But also as a werewolf he would how to direct other supernaturals on what research they would need.

When stiles was hired Derek was definitely curious. As there was this bright eyed human who had the softest voice when working with children, but could turn around and insult you with the most venom Derek had ever heard. Stiles wore the most outlandish outfits but somehow looked absolutely ethereal in them. Not to mention seeing the stunning man working with children with his neck on display was ruining Derek’s control of his wolf. Beatrice thinks this this is completely hilarious.

Stiles knows how he acts compared to the other librarians, where he worked. Especially Derek hale, who brightest outfit that stiles had seen him wear, was a medium grey shirt. Not that he looked bad in it. Stiles had struck up a conversation with him a few times, but Derek alway responded with one or two word answers before he turned away. Most people would be off put by this but not Stiles.

Stiles had seen the way that Derek would interact with the quieter kids who didn’t feel comfortable enough around Stiles. With his small smile and bunny teeth, Stiles was so completely over his head. He also saw how Derek would curl in on himself when parents rushed their children away from him with nasty glares - or how his eyes would go blank when a women came on to strong. Stiles was an observer and knew he could be overbearing but there was something about Derek that made it so he couldn’t stay away.

Derek never knew how to answer stiles when he tried to make small talk. His tongue got tied standing so close to stiles in a small area; where all he could smell was ink,snow,home,lighting cinnamon, mate that made his chest hurt. Derek fleas from their conversations before he could embarrass himself by saying something like “hey, I’m a werewolf and I’m pretty sure you’re my mate do you want to get married”

This comes to head when there is an attack on the library, some dumbass tried to get to the magical section and summons a demon (this is beacon hills what did you think would happen). Derek is badly injured after saving Stiles and some of the kids there. Stiles manages to exorcise the demon despite being in shock that his coworker derek hale is Derek Hale, with a capital W. So Stiles, being Stiles decides to big him back to his apartment and heal him with his spark.

(Fuck yeah, getting to the good stuff). Derek wakes up the next morning, just wrapped in Stiles scent, warm and the most well rested he’s been since he was 16. Derek hears stiles in the kitchen and is prepared for judgement, disgust, fear and the worst reaction. Cue his surprise when stiles brings him a tray stacked full of food with a worried look on his face. His wolf goes insane at the sight of his mate courting him and Derek breaks.

Stiles was beside himself when Derek wasn’t waking up. He wasn’t sure how long it takes and werewolf, Alpha werewolf??? To heal from injuries given by a demon. So he made pancakes, everyone loves pancakes right?? He also made hash browns, bacon, eggs and waffles but that wasn’t important. He stacked the tray with as much food as he could carry and hoped Derek would wake up soon. So sue him if he was a little shocked to see Derek, sitting up (Awake) looking at him like Stiles was the greatest thing to happen to the earth since Star Wars.

The two of them end up talking (over each other in the beginning, but a+ for that communication)

“I’m a werewolf / spark”

“WHAT”

Once they both calm down they actually manage to have a conversation and Derek confesses that he was too scent drunk on stiles to have a conversation and stay in control. This makes stiles blush bright red and Derek is obsessed. He really wants to know how far down the blush goes. And it that moment, Derek just upfront asks to court stiles.

Stiles is an absolute gay mess right about now. He tries to tell Derek that he shouldn’t feel obligated to “reward” him after Stiles saved his life. Completely missing the point. Derek sees how insecure Stiles is in this moment and lays everything out on the table.

“No stiles, you’re my mate”

“Oh, Oh”

“Yeah, so please let me court you, let me take care of you.”

Stiles of course says yes!! They court for a week and a half before stiles breaks and demands that Derek has his wicked way with him. So Derek does.

Repeatedly.

The next morning they are officially a couple. Beatrice is so proud. She goes around beacon hills telling everyone that she single handedly got them together. She also goes around telling everyone that she is super excited to be a grandmother.

The sheriff is not amused.

Stiles and Derek get married three years later. Beatrice walks Derek down the aisle. She also tells an embarrassing story of the time when Derek got jealous over a child who declared that they would steal Stiles away from him and stiles would marry them instead. She cries over “her children” getting married and reminds them she wants grandchild before she to old to play with them. She spends half the evening snipping back and forth with the sheriff.

When Beatrice retires, stiles and Derek become known as the heart sickening couple who runs the library.

Thanks for the ask!! This was super fun to right!

#sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #stiles x derek #derek hale is obsessed with him #derek x stiles #derek hale deserves nice things #stiles is a nice thing #he fucks stiles until he loses control of his magic #just saying!!#sheriff stilinski #the sheriff has a one sided beef with Beatrice #because that’s his on dammit #he raised him through his delinquency years and ain’t no way someone is out there taking credit for that #teen wolf

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sweetlyskz · 1 year ago

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Emerald Gem||Chapter 2

Pairing: Hybrid!OT7 x fem!reader

Overview: Living away from society has its perks. All natural food from your thoroughly cultivated farm, no nosy neighbors, and peace and security with your animals. But sometimes you did get lonely, having no one the talk to but the pigs. However, when 7 extremely wanted hybrids stable upon your deserted farm, everything changes.

Genre: Hybrid Au, Strangers to lovers, slow burn, smut, fluff

Warnings: Suggestive themes, language

Word count: 2.6k

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The next morning you wake like any other morning. When the roosters crow, you absentmindedly make your way downstairs, partially unaware of the mess you had made yesterday. The first floor was empty, not a single hybrid in sight. The house was quiet- a little too quiet. You began to make breakfast, cooking a meal for a family instead of just one. After searching the fridge, you grab about 10 eggs instead of just one and use all of your fresh bacon from the butcher shop in town. You also scrummaged through your cabinets for some flour. Maybe they'll like pancakes?

The first of the pack to wake up was the bunny hybrid. He told you his name was Jungkook. Sleepy-eyed, he tiptoes his way to the kitchen, following the aroma of bacon and eggs.

"Mm, smells good", he mumbled, sneaking a piece of bacon off of one of the plates. You smacked his hand lightly.

"Not so fast", you warned him. "Go wake the others and tell them to come to the dining table. I wanna talk about something while we eat breakfast."

He gulped. The last time someone just wanted to talk, they were put on the streets and being hunted like rabid animals. He was praying to whoever above that this was not the case.

"It's nothing bad", you promised him, as if you could sense his nervousness. "I meant what I said the other day. You all can stay as long as you please. I just want to go over some ground rules and make sure your stay is as comfortable as possible."

He nodded, making his way back to the room to wake up his pack mates. While he gathered up the crew, you set the table, laying out two plates of bacon, two stacks of pancakes, a plate of eggs, and a glass bottle of homemade maple syrup. You placed a fork and knife at each chair and a pile of napkins on the center of the table, close enough for everyone to reach.

One by one, everyone made their way to their seats. First was Jungkook who rushed to the table after informing the other breakfast was served. Next was timid Fox, Hoseok. He took the seat closest to you. Trailing after him was a panther hybrid, Yoongi. You haven't had the chance to talk to him yet, but it seemed like he wished to keep it that way. He took the seat furthest away from you. The pack leader, Namjoon, came out last with two other wolves and a sugar glider.

"Thank you for the hospitality", said Namjoon. He sat directly across from you, speaking with his head hanging low. Now that you think about it, none of them made eye contact when speaking to you, head always in their lap fiddling with thier fingers.

"No need to thank me", You replied, scraping some scrambled eggs onto their plates. The bunny looked at them with disgust, picking up his fork and picking through it, not ever putting the fork to his lips.

"Is it not up to par?" You asked him. Maybe the eggs went bad. Sometimes you don't get to the eggs fast enough. He shook his head.

"No! I bet there great... I just don't really like eggs", He whispered, as if he said something he shouldn't. However, The pack omega, Jin, was quick to scold him.

"Don't be a brat", he reprimanded. "Eat the food that miss y/n took her time to cook for us. She's been gracious enough to let us stay here. Don't give her a reason to kick us out!"

You interrupted his scolding. "It's okay! there's plenty more for you to eat here, as long as you still get your protein."

They looked at you in confusion, and you returned the same look. If you were being honest, it scared you, listening to Jin talk to him that way. Did they actually believe that you would put them out over something so trivial? Everyone went silent, slow to touch their plates.

"Just to be clear, I would never kick you guys out. This is your home now, if you so choose to stay. You don't have to walk on eggshells around me. Tell me if you do or don't like something. I want to get to know you guys more, now that we're roommates and everything."

"T-thank you miss y/n", Jin uttered. "We've never been treated like..."

Like people, he wanted to say.

"And another thing", you continued with your speech. "You don't have to call me that. I would actually prefer you just call me by my name. Just y/n will do just fine." You showed your bright smile to let them know you weren't upset.

"okay... y/n" he hesitated. You could see a slight smile sneak up on his face, but he quickly pushed it away. You took it as some progress. Instead of putting everything on their plate, you let them choose what they wanted. It made it easier to see what you should cook next time, knowing what foods they craved the most.

"Also, I have to go in town and get you guys some new clothes, but in the meantime you guys can wear some of my brother's old clothes. I probably won't get any until next week. I don't like going in town." It's true, you dreaded going into town. That's why you preferred the rural setting. Your brother however, wanted to experience more, leaving you and your parents to take care of the farm. And when old age finally caught up to your parents, they moved to the city, wanting a minimalistic life. And you inherited it all, and he wanted nothing to do the family farm or you.

The guys looked like they had questions, but they didn't dare ask them. Instead, they thank you for the meal and go wash up, putting on the clothes you gave them, giving you enough time to clean up and wash the dishes.

"I can help with that, if you want", you heard a voice behind you whisper. You turned around to see who was speaking, only to see no one there.

"Uh, sure?" You spoke into the air, hoping whoever asked could hear who. Then a head peaked around the corner with perked ears, followed by the rest of his body.

"H-hello", the wolf whispered. "I'm Taehyung. Jimin wanted to come too but he's a little more shy." He spoke whilst looking at the ground, face as red as a cherry tomato. "I'm good at washing dishes!"

"Really? I would love that", you smiled, lightly ruffling his hair with your slightly wet hands. He hid his face in his hands, making you smile even harder. If he is this shy, you can't imagine how Jimin must be.

After a while he gained enough courage to grab the sponge from your grasp, washing each plate carefully. While he washed the dishes you dried them and put them away, creating a system for the both of you.

"So, where are you guys from?" You tried to make small talk, hopefully lightening the mood. Sadly it did the exact opposite. his head tilted at your question, like he was trying to remember.

"You mean where we were born?" He asked you.

"Yeah, like your birthplace. For example, I was born right in this very house. My mother had a home birth." You don't think he understood what that was, but you decided to just leave it alone for now.

"Well, I was born in a lab, I think. The lab is all I remember. I never met my parents. Jin was made in a test tube, so he doesn't have any parents. I think the only one who grew up with parents is Hoseok."

"Oh, that's unfortunate", is all you could bring yourself to say. You can't imagine it, your whole life being used as some project, some new invention, being given away as pets or fighters. Life must've not been too kind to this pack of hybrids.

Taehyung shrugged. "It's nothing we're not used to. That's why this is so important to me. I really don't want to mess this up again."

"I would never. There's nothing you guys can do that would make me do such a thing."

"That's what the last one said", he sighed. "That's why Joon is so cautious. The last time he let someone in, he was being hauled to a research facility."

"I'm so sorry", you sympathized. "But I promise you will never have to deal with that as long as you guys are here. Let me prove it to you." After hearing all that these guys have gone through, you made it your personal agenda to make them feel as loved and wanted as possible, starting with the oldest.

***

In order to understand your new roommate's better, you began to do some research on their breeds in your study. Panther hybrids, like Yoongi, sleep for almost have of the day and prefer dark spaces. A bunny hybrids favorite snack is carrots, of course. Luckily you have plenty of them in your garden. Honeydew is a very important part of a sugar glider hybrids diet. Wolves and foxes need a large grassy area to call their own and shift into their animal form more often.

"Y/n?" A voice called on the other side of the door, breaking you away from your research.

"You can come in, Tae", you knew that smooth deep voice by memory now. "I was just finishing up but you can sit down, if you want."

The wolf opened the door, observing the decor in your office. He was mesmerized by all of the books you kept on the shelves, probably covered in a white, dusty film. It's been a while since you dusted. You pointed to the comfy navy blue couch in the corner of the room, suggesting he take a seat.

"Are you busy? I don't want to interrupt..." he slowly sat down on the couch, finding the comfiest spot.

"Not at all! I actually need your help with something, if you're up for it."

He shook his head, a little too eager. "Anything."

"I want to know what Jimin and Yoongi like. Out of all of you, they're the ones I interact with the least, and I really want everyone to feel welcomed here", you stated. "I want to respect their space, but also let them know I want them here."

Taehyung thought about it for a second, looking up as if there was a thought bubble above his head. "Well, Yoongi is a domesticated panther, so he likes cat trees and anything he can scratch or lay on... But Jimin is a little more difficult."

You made a mental note to add that to your shopping list.

"Wait!" He blurted, as if the thought bubble above his head turned into a light bulb. "There is one thing that Jimin loves, but you might not be ready for it."

Your mind automatically went to another place, somewhere Tae was not trying to go. "Nothing like that!" The look on your faced must've been too obvious. Embarrassed, you put your head in your hands to cover the red that crept up your cheeks.

"Jimin really loves scenting", He said plainly, as if you knew what that meant. After a minute of silence he realized you probably needed a definition. Stupid humans, he thought.

"Scenting is really a comfort thing. He's a little more territorial than the others, and I bet he would be pleased if you let him scent you. It's just rubbing scents glands, like your neck or your wrist."

You nodded, taking in all of the notes Taehyung gave you. Maybe this will work, you thought. Can't get any worse, right?

***

That same night, Jimin was in the living room, watching some silly cartoons on the old television. You took it as an opportunity to go and socialize, get to know him better.

"Can I sit?" you asked him, pointing to the spot next to him on the couch. He nodded, scooting over some to give you a little more space.

"You don't have to move, Jimin", you told him. "There's plenty of room here for both of us."

"I just didn't want to make you uncomfortable", he whispered, never breaking eye contact with the tv. You scoot closer to him, gently overlapping your leg with his.

"Is this okay?" He nodded quickly. You could feel his heart start to race. You could see his mind racing. Something in you made you want to go further, to see how far you could go. You laid your head on his shoulder, wrapping both of your arms around his arm.

"W-what are you doing?" He stuttered.

"Trying to get comfortable", you shrugged nonchalantly. Even though you played it off, your heart was also racing. You hadn't been close to anyone this way in such a long time. You felt rusty. "Are you comfortable?"

"N-not really... n-nervous."

You pouted. "Oh... well, Tae told me that scenting helps calm you down. You can scent me, if you want." You kept your attention on the cartoons, but you could see him looking at you startled.

"How do you know what that is?" He questioned. Maybe she doesn't know what she's asking for... this must be too good to be true.

"Taehyung explained it to me briefly. He said it would make you more at ease." You swung your hair to the other side, tilting your neck, as if giving him permission to do as he pleases. "You can scent me if you want to. I don't mind it, really."

You could tell he was contemplating it, his hand easing its way to your waist. "Are you sure? This isn't something I take lightly. Once, you do this, you're mine." Your eyes widen at his choice of words. His darkened.

"O-okay", you whispered. You couldn't speak any louder, for fear that the tremble stuck in your throat would escape. His? You can't possibly become his, not when he already has plenty.

In a sudden haste, he lifted you from the couch and onto his lap. You gasped, clinging onto his shoulders to balance yourself. He then slid his hand behind your neck, forcing you to tilt your head back, giving him perfect access to your sent glands. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he licks a wet stripe down your neck.

"Holy shit, Jimin", you moaned. it was honestly an accident. Tae told you this was supposed to be comforting for him. He didn't say you would enjoy it. Maybe you should've done your own research.

Instinctively, you try and pull away from him, but it seemed that his reflexes were much faster. He continued peppering you in sloppy kisses, mind in a haze. Jimin couldn't think even think clearly. If he could, he would realize that you were now slowing grinding on his lap, subconsciously trying to relieve the tension between your legs.

"What the hell am I doing?" He whispered to himself. he couldn't stop repeating it. And no matter how many times he said it, he still couldn't find the answer.

Then, as if suddenly finding the answer, he shot up from the couch, tossing you from his lap to the seat cushion. His eyes were wide, obviously in distress.

"Jimin, what-"

"I... I c-cant", he stuttered, backing away from you slowly. You tried to reach for him but it only made him more apprehensive. "This was a mistake... I'm so sorry..."

And with that he ran to his sleeping quarters, leaving you sitting in the living room dumbfounded. Guess things could get worse...

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yoursweetestbunny22 · 6 months ago

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Rudy pankow x Co-star!Reader [social media au]

Rudeth

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Rudeth just some bts pics from obx s1 🌊 #watchobxonnetflix

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madelynecline don’t post pics of my gf without permission rudy 😠

rudeth sorry not sorry

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user33458 @rudypankowupdates they would look good together tho

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y/nuser i made some pancakes and took them to the set!! Everyone liked them, I think I should focus on cooking and forget acting..just sayin🎀

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rudeth

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rudeth In the depths of my being, you reside as the essence of my existence. With every beat, I confess: I am yours, wholly and eternally.

Love you❤️ @y/nuser

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Bunny : this was my first social media au so hope you like it!!

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camelspit · 1 month ago

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hekster dragon au for @keeper-big-bang-2024!!! This was so much fun!! I was paired with @indigothemuse which was awesome!! ❤️❤️❤️ (pitch N1)

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#drawing dragons for the first time in a LONG time was so fun!!! i really do like how it came out. especially silveny.#kotlc #kotlc fanart #keeper big bang 2024 #hekster #stina heks #sophie foster #keeper of the lost cities

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m-jelly · 7 months ago

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DIY Daddy

Levi x fem!reader

Modern AU, Dad Levi, fluff, romance, girl dad, DIY job, married, pregnant reader, small town life.

Levi and you run a DIY company where you clean, repair, decorate and move things for people. Levi and you take your little three-year-old daughter Lilly to a job because she wants to help the two of you out instead of going to grandma's.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @darkstarlight82 @emilyyyy-08 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird @searriously

You walked over to Lilly and cleaned her face after she finished eating. "Those pancakes okay?"

Lilly grinned. "Yummy mummy! Thank you."

You kissed the top of her head. "You're welcome."

Levi chuckled when Lilly reached over and held his hand stopping him from turning the page of the plans for the current home he was working on. "What's up, Lilly bug?"

She bounced in her seat. "Daddy, may I have a hug?"

He picked her up and out of her seat then sat her on his lap. "Of course." He hugged her tightly. "You can get all the cuddles you want."

She looked over at you. "Mummy?"

You hummed as you sipped your tea. "Yes, little Lilly love?"

She sucked on her bottom lip a little. "May I help today?"

You looked over at her. "You want to come with Daddy and me today?"

"Yes please!"

You gazed at your husband. "Up to you honey, what's on the job list?"

Levi looked at his wide-eyed daughter and smiled. "Well, I do need our super duper painter today and an assistant."

Lilly gasped. "I can help!"

Levi laughed. "Well then, I think we can take you with us."

You tapped away on your phone. "I have texted Kuchel to let her know."

"Thanks, bunny."

You smirked at the pet name. "You're welcome." You winked at him and then gazed at your daughter. "Do you want Daddy to help you change?"

Lilly nodded. "Please!"

Levi stood up and carried his daughter to her room. "Let's go!" He popped her on her little feet as she giggled. "What would you like to wear today?"

"Same as Mummy!"

He smiled and grabbed a shirt with bunnies on and some dungarees. "Your Mummy will wear something like this. She always wears dungarees." He picked a pair of socks for her. "Here you go, little Lilly bug. I'll do your hair after."

She huffed as she pulled on her shirt, but then struggled with the dungarees. "Daddy, help."

He knelt in front of her and did the clips. "There you go. You even have a pocket at the front for snacks or a little cuddly toy. Mummy puts snacks in hers. What do you want in yours?"

She hummed in thought. "Bunny!"

He grabbed her little bunny and put it in the front pocket. "There, you can work together." He combed her hair and tied it up on top of her head making him chuckle, it looked like a pineapple top. "Perfect. Lastly is socks, do you need help?"

She sat on the floor and wiggled her little feet. "Please."

He slipped on her pretty socks and smiled. "All sorted, the little beans are safe."

She clapped her little hands. "Beans!"

The two of them hurried over to you as you waited by the front door. You all wore your work shoes and climbed into Levi's vintage pickup truck. All three of you sang along to songs playing on the radio causing a lot of laughter and smiles.

Once you'd arrived, Levi spoke to the shop owner to let them know that Lilly was with him and if it was okay. After getting a very happy and excited yes, the two of you introduced Lilly to the shop owner. The owner told Lilly what she wanted done to her shop and asked if Lilly could do it all.

Lilly gasped. "I can do it!"

The lady giggled. "Wonderful, thank you so much. I will happily pay you in ice cream or cookies."

Lilly grinned. "Thank you!"

You watched Levi and Lilly run inside the building. "Thank you so much. She was so excited about helping today."

The owner watched fondly as Lilly carried in small tools for Levi as Levi carried in a large number of things. "It makes it more meaningful knowing a whole family made my dream shop a reality. I can't wait to come back later and see it. You Ackerman's are so talented and incredible. This town is lucky to have you."

You welled up and hugged her. "Thank you."

As soon as you went inside you were overwhelmed with how cute Levi and your daughter were. The radio was on and the two of them were dancing and singing together as he started setting up the room for painting. Lilly was holding onto the tap as Levi was putting everything in place.

You had to take things easy because you'd recently found out you were pregnant. Levi and Lilly wanted you to relax more, so you were going to do as they said. You opened paint cans, poured paint into the right trays, and set up the tools.

Lilly walked over to the paint and picked up a roller. "May I?"

You smiled at her. "Ask Daddy."

"Daddy?"

Levi picked up Lilly making her squeal with laughter. "Let's do this!" He smiled when you held up the paint tray. "Thank you, Bunny. Now Lilly, roll the roller in the paint."

She kicked her little legs as she did. "Got it!"

He carried her to the wall. "Now roll up and down on the wall."

She squealed in delight. "I'm painting!"

Levi kissed her puffy cheek. "You are. You're a natural."

"Like Mummy?"

"Yes, like Mummy."

Lilly moved the roller up and down. "I did it!"

Levi moved her over to you. "Again, little Lilly pad."

You hummed a laugh as the two worked together to paint the wall. After some time, Levi had to put Lilly down because he needed to be careful and he has to speed up. While he was working, you were getting Lilly to help you put together some furniture. You would tell her what to hand you and she would give it to you.

When a few hours passed, Lilly stopped working and whined. You smiled at her. "What's going on little one?"

She rubbed her eyes and hiccuped a little. "Tired." She crawled over to you and flopped on your lap. "Mummyyy."

You wrapped your arms around her and held her. "I got you. I think it's time for a break."

Levi had made massive progress, so a rest was okay to have. He walked over and lay on the floor next to you. "Let's rest together."

You lay back with Lilly and cuddled up to Levi. "Naptime."

Levi watched Lilly and saw she fell asleep quickly. "Cute."

You played with her hair. "She's had a busy day."

"She has." He looked deep into your eyes. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay, a bit tired as well."

He leaned over and kissed you. "Rest as much as you need to, okay?"

You hummed. "I will. How are you feeling?"

"You know me, my bunny, I feel great because I have you and Lilly with me." He reached over and held your hand. "And our little cute bun growing."

You giggled. "You're right."

He moved your hand to his lips and showered it with kisses. "I love you."

"Love you always."

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staylovesmiley · 5 months ago

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Going Dumb~ Chapter 2

ᯓᡣ𐭩Pairing; Kim Seungmin x Fem!reader , Stray Kids x Fem!reader

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩Summary; It had been over a decade since you had last seen each other, having met in choir when Seungmin was living with his grandparents in LA and you with your Aunt. Now that you are both presented adults, how will he handle a change to the reality of you he had made in his mind in your absence over the years?

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 Notes; This is an ABO!AU. in this world when someone reaches puberty they will present with one of three sub genders; alpha, beta, or omega. Due to Alphas and Omegas experiencing rut and heat, some jobs are restrictive as to what sub genders they will hire, specifically singling out omegas as heat suppressants are harder to obtain than rut suppressants. Scent glands are located near the pressure points on the neck and small hormonal patches called scent blockers can be placed over them to reduce or rid an individual of their scent for a period of time depending on the strength of the hormones in the patch.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩Warnings; abo!au, beta!kim seungmin, almost all alpha!straykids, female!reader, poly!pack dynamics, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, smut, enemies to lovers, Kim seungmin is kind of an ass I’m so sorry dandy boy, she/her pronouns used for reader, jealous seungmin, I have only ever wrote one abo story before but it is one of my favorite genres so I hope I can do this justice~

As the sun rose the next morning, the pack began to stir, their morning routine during comeback season already having started months ago. Back in their trainee days when they had first been formed into a group they settled that Minho would make breakfasts and Chan would be in charge of dinners, but when the second oldest alpha made his way into the kitchen that morning he paused to look over the plates of food covered neatly with reheating instructions written in clean penmanship on what he thought was some of the cutest stationary he had ever seen…little bunnies and hearts decorating the page nicely as a calling card to who has left it even though you had signed your name as well.

The alpha also took in that the kitchen was spotless, obviously having been cleaned after the breakfast was made. Shaking his head with a light laugh, Minho made himself a plate as he called out to the others to come get their own. One by one the others filed into the kitchen and looked over the spread. “Woah Min, you really outdid yourself this morning.” Han chuckled, pulling his stack of pancakes from the microwave to pour an obscene amount of syrup over top. “Oh- I didn’t make this.”

His amusement was laced in his voice, a smug look on his face as he held out the more you had left behind. “A little bunny did. She said she wishes us a good day at work, too.” This caused Seungmin to freeze before taking the large bite of pancakes he had on his fork, looking over at the alpha with wide eyes that quickly set in a glare. “Give me that-“ he growled softly, taking the note as it was passed down to him. The beta read it over carefully about three times before crumpling it up and throwing it over his shoulder with a scoff.

“If she thinks she can make up for being so unbearable when we were kids and then having my parents dump her here on us like it’s no big deal by making us breakfast like some traditional omega would then she’s even more dense than I originally thought.” Chan glared at the younger, elbowing him roughly him the side as he passed by to his seat. “Cut that out, pup. I know you didn’t get along when you were kids but that is no reason to be acting like such a dick.”

Grumbling, the younger stuffed his face and tried to ignore how your scent still seemed to linger in the apartment in your absence even after just one night. “I think she’s sweet, definitely not how you described her at all!” Changbin said, a grin on his face as he ate some of the sausages you had prepared. “A good cook too- this is some of the best food I’ve ever had.”

There was a chorus of agreement as everyone seemed to be enjoying the meal you had left for them. Even Seungmin was a bit impressed though he would never say it out loud.

After breakfast was finished and the leftovers put away, everyone finished getting ready before heading off to JYPE to get back to working on the preparations for their comeback stages set for a few days later.

Your first day at work had been tough, nothing like what you were expecting and coming back to see the dorm completely empty caused you to sigh a bit on relief. Making your way to your room, you contemplated taking off your scent blockers but decided against it as you changed into a pair of sweatpants and an oversized tshirt before settling in the middle of the bed with your worksheets spread out around you to begin assessing where each student was as it was your first time meeting them and you were unsure what level each child was at currently with their English skills.

Hours had passed before Minho made his way into the dorm alone, his schedules ending earlier than the rest of the members. The alpha slipped his shoes off and set down his bag, walking into the spacious living room as he called out to see if you were back from work but he got no response.

Minho sniffed a bit, your scent having faded considerably from the apartment causing him to assume you hadn’t yet returned. “Bunny?” He knocked on your door anyways, calling out once more before gently pushing it open to find you passed out among the papers you were grading.

The alpha snickered and entered the room with soft footsteps as to not startle you. He took in your sleeping form and cooed to himself at how adorable you looked. “Must’ve been a long first day….” He tsked, reaching out to shake you gently. “Ya, Bunny- you need to wake up now or you won’t sleep well tonight.” The older scolded you lightly causing you to blink your eyes awake slowly. “Huh? Wha-“

When your eyes met, the alpha smiled so wide his eyes crinkled cutely. “It’s just me, the good Min.” He teased, referring to how your old friend had been so cold to you since your arrival. “I wanted to thank you for this morning…breakfast is usually my job and it was nice to be able to have a break. You’re a fantastic cook, by the way.”

You blushed slightly, nodding as you pushed yourself to sit up. “Oh, you’re welcome. I enjoy cooking and I wanted to thank you in some way for letting me stay on such a short noticed.” The alpha shrugged, brushing it off like it wasn’t a problem even though you felt the weight of the burden on yourself still. “I was wondering if you wanted to go out and get something for dinner? The others won’t be back for a while and will probably grab food on their way back for themselves or even eat at the company.”

You took a moment to think it over before nodding and beginning to stack and put away the papers. “Yeah that would be nice, if you don’t mind me joining you?” Minho gave you a funny look, shaking his head with a chuckle. “It’ll give us a chance to bond, since you could be here for a while.” His smirk was cute, you thought to yourself as you slipped on a hoodie to protect you from the chilly November night air outside and followed him to the door to slip on a pair of sneakers you had left there the day before from the airport.

The whole walk to the restaurant, Minho’s eyes kept finding their way to your neck where he could now make out the scent blockers hiding your scent and had likely been the reason for not being able to smell you in the apartment.

As you were both seated and handed menus he waited for the waitress to leave before speaking up. “How come you still have those on? I understand wearing them at the airport but they can’t be very comfortable…” he questioned, nodding to the patches on your scent glands.

“Oh- well I uh…I just prefer to wear them when I’m in public.” You shrugged, not meeting his eyes as you searched the menu for something to eat. “But you were wearing them at the dorm too…I couldn’t smell you when I got home.” He frowned, resting his chin on his open palm as he watched you curiously.

You just shook your head, placing the menu down to look into his gaze finally. “I don’t like my scent, okay? I think it’s too strong- “ The alpha grumbled a bit, his sweet caramel filling your senses as if he was pushing more of it out to surround the two of you. “Wearing blockers all the time isn’t good for you, yeah? You should at least take breaks and not wear them at the dorm.”

Thinking it over for a bit, you sighed and looked down at your lap. “I don’t think Seungmin would like my scent clinging around his home much….considering how upset he’s been with me being here already-“ You looked visibly saddened at the thought of the beta, causing the man across from you to reach out and take your hands into his. “Don’t worry about that pup, okay? He just- he’s a stubborn prick okay? He needs to get over himself.”

Blinking at the older with wide eyes, you attempted to hold back a snort at his description of your childhood friend. “Yeah…I guess? I dunno I just….I wish things could go back to how they were when we were kids- at least some of it.”

This caused Minho to raise his eyebrows and tilt his head. Maybe he could get more of the story from you as to what Seungmin had said about his time spent with you. “And how were things with him back then?” He asked, keeping his voice soft, curiosity seeping into his words slightly.

Looking out the window beside your table, your mind took you back to your late elementary school days. “He was like- safety for me. I um…I had a lot going on at home during that time and so when I would get to see him at school and at choir those were some of my only moments of happiness.” You opened up slightly, looking back down at your lap with a fond smile on your face.

Minho was in shock, hearing you describe the beta in such a different light than he had you. “Really? He was friendly to you back then?” You nodded, looking at the alpha with eyes full of nostalgia as you thought of your memories with Seungmin. “Mhm! We were kind of each others only friend then and spending time with him would help distract me from everything with my home life….I owe him so much for helping me during those times”

The alpha nodded slowly, taking in your words as he cursed the beta in his head for saying such things about child you when you were here singing his child self praises. “That’s…really sweet that he could be that safe place for you. I hope things are better for you now though?” You nodded and sighed a bit, taking a sip of the water that was placed in front of you. “You can say that? Better, yeah….I still have wounds from back then…but every day is progress.” He nodded, offering a warm smile and a gentle squeeze to the hand he still had hold of.

The food arrived shortly and you ate your fill before walking back to the dorms, Minho still trying to wrap his head around what new information he had obtained about your shared childhood with his pack mate and how it differed drastically from said beta.

As you entered the apartment, the two of you slipped off your shoes and the alpha stepped up to you cautiously. “Bunny…your patch-“ he gave you a knowing look, causing you to sigh a bit and nod. With a soft smile Minho stepped closer and reached up to gently peel away the patch, his fingertips brushing the sensitive area slightly causing your breath to hitch in your throat and your eyes to drift up and look into his.

The two of you stood like that for what felt like an eternity, his wrist resting against your shoulder and his fingers hovering over your scent gland with the blocker patch lightly sticking to them as he took in your sweet citrus scent and let it wrap around him yet he held back from truly scenting himself with you.

Your blush was growing by the second as you blinked up at him. “M-Minho?” You said just above a whisper and at the sound of his name on your lips he had to fight the urge to bury his face in the crook of your neck and inhale deeply. The alpha chuckled awkwardly and pulled his hand away but still stayed with barely five inches between you. As he was about to force himself to pull away from you, the scent of warm caramel and something akin to peeling an orange while out on a picnic melded together and trailed into the apartment alerting the rest of the pack that the pair of you had returned home and together at that.

Once the combined scents reached his nose with such potency it sent him reeling a bit, Seungmin stomped to the entryway and his eyes narrowed at the sight of the two of you so close together. “What the actual fuck do you think you’re doing?!” He growled, taking your wrist into his grasp roughly as he pulled you from the alpha to glare down at you. “Stay away from my friends, yeah?! I told you not to bother us. Jesus Christ you never fucking listen to anything just like when we were kids.” He huffed, rolling his eyes at your whimpering from where his grip on your wrist had tightened considerably during his scolding. “Minnie please- that hurts-“ upon seeing the tears beginning to well in your eyes he instantly dropped his hold on you but the annoyance and anger stayed in his expression.

“Seungmin.” Came Minho’s warning tone as he stepped up behind you. “You need to cool it, okay?” The beta scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “Why should I? Just because the omega does what she’s supposed to and cooks a single meal for us doesn’t mean that I have to play nice. She’s the one intruding here, she doesn’t belong here and she shouldn’t be hanging around and bothering us just because I’m doing my parents a favor mostly by force.” He rants, getting up in your face as he practically spit out. “I don’t want you here, you’re just some problem that got dumped on me.”

Those words are what caused the tears to finally spill, causing you to bolt to your room and slam the door behind you to hide your tears from them but it was too late. Your tearful face will forever be ingrained in both men’s minds.

“That was too far, pup. Honestly, what the fuck is your problem and you better not say Bunny.” Minho screamed, getting up in the younger’s face as the alpha let his anger towards the beta be known loud and clear. “You should hear how highly she speaks of you and here you are spewing shit I know you don’t even believe. Coming after her for her fucking instincts as if that stereotypical bullshit is even true??!? Go fuck yourself, honestly.”

With that the alpha hurried off after you, leaving Seungmin standing there fuming and battling internally with himself over how he was feeling seeing you crying knowing he was the cause of said tears. He thought it would feel better, hurting you like how it hurt him that your presence had driven away any of the friends he could have made when you were children but instead he felt like he could throw up from how horrible it was, the guilt instantly eating at him but he wouldn’t dare go near you while the wound was so freshly opened. Minho could comfort you for now, while he thought of a way to apologize. Though the thought of the alpha being the one to hold you while you cried caused his chest to tighten and his fists to clench at his sides. What the fuck was wrong with him?

In your room you laid curled up with a pillow hugged tightly to your chest as your body wracked with sobs. You heard the door open and close but before you could offer any form of protest the scent of caramel flooded over you as the alpha pulled you against his strong chest once he was sat beside you on the bed. “Forget what he said, Bun…even if he doesn’t want you here- I do.” He said softly, pushing out his scent and encouraging you to burrow into his neck for comfort. “R-really? I know you are trying to cheer me up, Min. But I know none of you really wanted me here.” He shook his head, his hold on you tightening slightly as he ran a hand through your hair lightly.

“Maybe not at first but that was before meeting you, getting to know you more. I’m happy you’re here, really.” The alpha reassured. You sat there for a moment, still not taking up the silent offer to let the alpha scent you as you sat in his embrace. “C-Can I-?” You asked, looking up into his eyes with your still watery ones and he didn’t hesitate to pull you to his neck where you happily inhaled deeply, feeling your senses numb as the smell of caramel draped over you like a warm blanket.

The intimacy of this moment wasn’t lost to you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as you allowed yourself the small comfort while Seungmin’s words and the look of disgust on his face rattled around your brain like a pinball machine. It seemed everything you knew about your supposed friend was wrong, your safe place in your childhood now holding a place of resentment towards you in your adulthood.

Soon you felt yourself being to drift off, the scenting causing your body to go limp in Minho’s hold as your eyes drooping considerably with the weight of your exhaustion. “Bun?” “Hm?” You tried to look up at him, but lifting your head from the crook of his neck sounded too terrible an idea as you still clung to him, the light purr of a content omega the only sound in the room besides the low hum of the apartments heating system.

The alpha chuckled lightly, shaking his head at your sleepy expression from the spot where his shoulder met the column of his neck. “Sleep, you’re hardly able to keep your eyes open.” You whined a bit, hands coming to clutch at the front of his shirt. “Will you….will you stay?” Minho’s eyes widened a bit before he nodded, laying the both of you down on top of the bed. “I’m not going anywhere until you want me to.”

And like that, you fell asleep while the alpha carefully carded his fingers through your hair and his calming scent surrounded you.

author’s note: I am so excited for how this story is going and what events are to come! I wonder what the truth is about Bunny and Seungie’s shared childhoods~ ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶꒱ა˖⁺‧₊˚ p.s. pls don’t hate me for how much of an ass Minnie is rn- I promise he’ll get better!

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purpleyoonn · 2 years ago

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Doughnuts and Shell Casings

one shot series // part 1 of ?

summary: you finally gather the courage to leave your routine and do something different. your expectations are blown out of the water as you meet your soulmates in a less-than-expected way.

genre: soulmate au, bts au, mafia au, poly au,

pairing: mafia bts x innocent reader

warnings: robberies/break-ins, attempted kidnapping, murder, reader witnesses a murder, bruises, mafia bangtan, weapon use, very touchy bangtan, blood,

permanent taglist: @m1sss1mp @yourleftsock @skyys-universe @cryingpages @strxwbloody @drissteele @dustyinkpages @iamkookiesforyou @crushedblackroses @fluffy-canada-pancakes @blaaiissee @iiitsmaria @carolinexkpop @azazel-nyx @strawberry-moonpies @g-h-o-s-t-b-a-b-i @knjkitten @kleirielk @foreverweareyoung7 @lachimolala22019 @namuficxs @94z-93 @kimgmzmc @thenaverse @dahliasbouqet @black-rose-29 @tinyoonsblog @take-u-2-an0ther-w0r1d @stellauniverse @stupendouscookiehumanmug @tinyoonsblog @veronawrites @tatyhend

masterlist // one-shot masterlist

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Mornings were always the best for you. You loved getting things done and then having the rest of the day to relax or do whatever your heart desired. It was probably one of the reasons you loved working at a café, that and the free coffee and pastries.

Doughnut was the name of the café, named after the owner’s famous doughnuts she handmakes every morning before opening. Nayeon and Jihyo owned the café and were also some of your closest friends. You had gone to school with them, and the rest of their soulgroup.

There were nine people total within their soulgroup, and you were happy that they were able to complete their soulgroup so early in life. Most people don’t find their soulmates until their twenties, others were lucky enough to grow up with theirs.

Unfortunately for you, you had yet to meet any of the people whose name’s live on your wrist. There were seven names, and you had yet to even hear of them in your twenty-five years. It had you losing hope, but you had faith that you would meet them soon.

“Good morning, Kitty!” Nayeon yelled out to you as soon as you walked in through the back door. She had been calling you that since you were six, since the day you walked into first grade with your favorite stuffed animal: a black cat plushie.

“Good morning, Bunnie!” You yelled back, seeing her working on getting the fresh batch of pastries and sweets out on the shelf. It was your turn to bake the cookies, hence why you were at the café at 4:30 in the morning.

You set out to make coffees first, two for you for Nayeon and one for Sana who would be coming in at five. Once you handed Nayeon her coffee, and after hearing her mumble her thanks, you set out to get the cookie dough you had let freeze over night for easier handling. You spent all day yesterday working on making cookie dough. You made chocolate chip, peanut butter, and sugar cookie dough.

Your sugar cookies were a huge selling point, besides the doughnuts. You spent hours before opening individualizing each cookie, making different characters and designs. You loved seeing the faces of the little kids who come into the shop and pick out one of your cookies. It was a fun hobby for you and you loved the payoff of the business you receive from them.

Once you had a couple batches in the oven to bake and the time set, you moved back to the front to help Sana, who had just arrived, clean and set up the café. It was a smaller café, only around eight or nine small tables and twice as many chairs, but it was your friend groups pride and joy. All ten of you worked there, varying shifts and times.

You, Nayeon, and Jihyo worked the most shifts, as this was your baby. The others all had their own things going on, but never failed to take on one or two shifts a week at the café. It led to many fun times, and lots of happy memories that littered the walls in the form of polaroids.

“Okay my friends, we open in thirty minutes. Let’s have another good day and make even more friends!” Nayeon shouted out, getting your attention as she stood with her hands in the air.

When it was time to open, you already had a couple of customers waiting outside, two of your regulars who had been coming in every morning since you opened three years ago. You actually already had their order ready for them at the counter, two hot chocolates with caramel and two of Nayeon’s chocolate glazed doughnuts.

“Thanks again, deary.” The wife, Mrs. Chang, smiled up at you as you rang in their total. Mr. and Mrs. Chang were two of the sweetest people you had ever met.

“It’s no problem Mrs. Chang. You know we love seeing you both every morning.” You smile back at her, meaning every word. You loved seeing your regulars and learning how their day has been.

“Have you heard about the robberies going on?” Mr. Chang speaks up, a hint of worry in his tone as he looks to the side and out the window. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion as you take in his words.

“No, Mr. Chang. We haven’t heard anything.” You hand him the change as he motions for his wife to grab their usual table.

“There has been a couple robberies over the past week, most of them taking place downtown in the shopping district but we still worry about you all.” He places a hand on top of your own that rest on the counter.

“Thank you for that, Mr. Chang. I will talk to Nayeon and Jihyo and see if we can’t figure out some more safety measures.” You try to smile reassuringly at the older gentleman, not quite sure what you could do, but it seems to work as he smiles back and nods his head.

“Good. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to our favorite girls.” He grabs his hot chocolate and goes to sit down.

His words had you kind of worried, wondering if at some point the robberies would make their way to where you were located. You hoped that the college district was far enough away that you were safe. You looked over to the measly double lock that the front door had and moved to turn to Sana.

“We need to figure out our budget and see what kind of safety measures we can add to the building.” Sana quirks her head at you, questioning your statement. You lead her to the back where Nayeon was and explain to them what Mr. Chang said.

They were also a little worried, Nayeon telling you both she would talk to Jihyo and look at the budget to see what you all could do. That was all you could really do for the moment without looking at the numbers so with that you all went back to work.

It was a normal day, the flow ebbing off around eleven but returning around one when classes let out for the science building at the local university. That meant rush hour for your café as the crowds of students came for caffeine refuels or sweets to tide them over.

This meant that it was time for Dahyun, Momo and Jeongyeon’s shift. They would be taking over for you and Sana as it was Nayeon’s day to run the shop. You both were going to meet Chaeyoung for lunch as she had a free period before her next class.

“Bye Bunnie! By Hyunie! By Yeongie! By Momo!” You and Sana both shouted out in unison, your normal departure ritual, each earning bye’s in return as the door closed behind you.

The two of you walked the couple blocks it would take to get to the restaurant.

“You know, you should get out more, like take up a yoga or painting class or something.” Sana was nonchalant as she suggested. The soulgroup had been trying to get you out of your hole for years. They thought you spent too much time in the shop or at home.

“You don’t need to worry about me. Getting out isn’t really my…thing.” You shrugged in response. It was true, you were completely content with just relaxing at home or being at the café. You weren’t the person to party or drink. It just wasn’t something you enjoyed.

“It’s just, the more places you go to, or things you do, the more likely it is you’ll meet your soulmates.” She explains with a saddened tone. They all hated watching you retreat into your shell. They knew that you thought it was too late for you to meet your soulmates and noticed how you stared at your soulmark when you thought no one was looking.

They just wanted you to be happy.

“That’s why I’m doing what I’m comfortable with. I’m going with you and Chaeyoungie to lunch and we’ll be there to hang out.” You appreciate their love and friendship, but you aren’t comfortable with putting yourself out there, even if it is to find your soulmates.

“And I’m happy you are going!” Sana squeals as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. “You never go to lunch with us!” She wasn’t wrong. It had been a long time since you had gone to lunch with one of your friends. You usually brought lunch with you and ate it in the back or went home to eat.

Within another five minutes you had made it to the restaurant, seeing Chaeyoung wave at you from her window seat. It seemed she made it early to grab you guys a table.

You smiled wide as you saw your younger friend. You both shared the same birthday; you only being born a year before. You bonded quickly over that, dubbing yourself the ‘birthday twins” after meeting.

“Youngie!!”

“Y/n-ie!” You both run to her, almost crashing into each other as you wrap your arms around your friend. You hadn’t seen her for a week, you both being busy with work and school.

When you let go, Sana was already at the table looking at the menu. Chaeyoung drags you over and has you sit next to her as she goes to hand you a menu as well.

“Okay so I already got our drinks. They should be coming soon.” Chaeyoung broke the silence from you looking at the menu. You hadn’t been to this restaurant before, but you know the girls frequented it a lot.

“So, what have you been up to Youngie?” You turn to her and ask.

“I’ve been finishing up my sculpture! It is almost done and I think I only need one or two more sessions before I can start glazing it.” Chaeyoung is in the middle of getting her art degree and is taking a ceramics class for the first time.

She was nervous when she first started, so you were happy to see her getting excited about it now that a couple months have passed. She was also in a photography course, which you knew she was even more excited for.

“What is your sculpture going to be?” You ask as your drinks arrive.

“She won’t tell us. She says it’s supposed to be a surprise.” Sana states, narrowing her eyes at her younger mate, a teasing glint in her voice. Chaeyoung begins to blush at her mate’s tone, rolling her eyes dramatically to deflect.

“Because it is. I wouldn’t have to keep it a secret if someone didn’t break my last sculpture on accident.” Chaeyoung accuses, looking directly at Sana as she spoke.

“Hey! It wasn’t my fault that Jihyo accidentally knocked into the vase!”

“Yes it was! If you weren’t trying to bite her shoulder then she wouldn’t have fallen into my vase!” You looked back and forth between the two, excitedly watching the drama unfold as the two continued on.

However, despite the growing entertainment, your stomach was rumbling with hunger and you needed to get food into your system or you were going to cry. You look around for your waiter only to notice something sticking out the back of a man’s jacket. It was black and shiny and had your nerves standing on end.

You looked up to see if you could recognize the man only for him to already be looking at you, a smirk resting on his lips as he winks at you. Your eyes widen as he moves to place his finger on his lips, a “be quiet” gesture.

You quickly turn to Sana and Chaeyoung who were still arguing over whose fault the broken vase was.

“We need to leave. Now.” Your quiet voice and urgent tone as their own figures freezing, turning to look at you to see you visibly shaken.

“What’s going on Y/n?” Sana asks you, leaning in closer to you over the table. You open your mouth to respond only for a scream of terror to cut you off.

You move to yank your friends under the table with you, hearing the words “freeze” and “get down” yelled all throughout the restaurant. Once you know that your friends are okay, huddled together under the table, you risk your courage and move slowly to peer out from under your cover.

There were three men standing up, guns in hand and aimed at who appears to be the owner of the restaurant. You can hear your ears ringing as you watch the scene play out in front of you.

“We told you. Boss gave you three weeks to give him the money back you owe him.” The one in front spoke, his voice slightly pitchy but nonetheless attractive as he spoke up, tone cold as he cocks his gun at the trembling man.

“I—I’m sorry Sirs! I’ll get you the money. I swear!” The man cries out, only for a gun shot to ring out.

One of the employees was trying to crawl past the men, passed you and to the door. You couldn’t look away as the man tried to crawl to you, hand grabbing onto your forearm where your marks were.

“help plea…” Another shot rang out as the man fell to the ground. You gasped, moving your hand to cover your mouth as you looked to your other, blood now smeared across your soulmarks as his hand continued to clutch onto you.

You could feel the tears falling down your cheeks as you look at the man, the life gone from his eyes as they now stare, unblinkingly at you. You could vaguely hear Chaeyoung and Sana calling your name, can feel the tugging on your shit stop once the footsteps start.

One of the men was now kneeling down in front of you, yanking the man’s arm off of you and grabbing you to stand up. He had a grin on his face, barely concealed by his lips moving.

“Poor baby. Let’s just clean that up.” He pulls you in the direction of the other men, both wearing their own smiles as they watch their partner drag you.

He pulls you and makes you stand in front of the owner, still crying as the guns aimed at him never faulted. He steadies you upright, hands on your shoulders as he make you face the owner.

“Can our sweetheart here clean up in the back? She’s got a little something on her arm.” Both you and the owner glance down at your arm, the reminder of red making more tears pool in your eyes. The man looks at you with a worried look, “sorry” written all over his features as he points to the back.

“Speak up!” One of the men behind you speaks, tone sharp as the owner jumps in his boots.

“You can go through there. The sink is to the right.” He cries out, fists clenched to his sides as the man walks you forward past the counter where the man was standing. You can see his hand moving out, only for it to snap back to his side.

“Don’t touch her!” The same man shouts, a slight growl to his tone this time, like he was speaking through anger.

The one in the middle, the main leader it seemed, still hasn’t spoken. He just stares hard at the owner, almost begging him to move and give him the chance to shoot. It was unnerving as you had a full view of his face as you tried to scrub the blood off your forearm.

The man who grabbed you still stood behind you, flush against your back with his hands on your shoulders. You had no clue what he was doing or looking at, but you had to bite your lip to hold back your sobs.

“Do you need some help there, baby?” His voice was right next to your ear, causing you to flinch a little. The man just chuckled before reaching for your arm. You knew you couldn’t say no, couldn’t deny him when they had guns aimed at everyone.

You let him move you around so he could face you. While he was scrubbing at your mark, you took the time to study his appearance. He wore a long black coat that seemed designer from how nice the material looked. He was wearing jeans and some nice boots. His face though, was otherworldly.

He was beautiful. Ethereal even. His features were sharp, as if sculpted by the gods. He had a mole on his nose and if you looked closely enough, you could see one under his eye. He seemed to be smiling as he cleaned your arm, paying closer attention to one of the names on your mark, rubbing it with his thumb.

Once the blood was cleaned up, he held your hand in his and stood back up. You watched him nod to his partners who then got busy. Within seconds the owner was shot, and two of the employees who were there were in similar states, screams of terror and panic sounding from the eating area.

The man holding your hand had moved you passed the owner, making you step over him instead of moving around. You noticed Chaeyoung and Sana watching you with tear marks stained to their faces. You wanted to move to them, reassure them you were okay, but you didn’t know if that was true.

“Hello darling. Sorry about the mess.” The man who shot the owner was now smiling down at you, his smirk turning to a smile as he moves his hand to cup your cheek.

Jimin almost coos at you as he watches you shake. You didn’t even realize who they were. You were probably too focused on your fear to feel the tingles running up your spine at their hands touching you.

You can’t even speak you were petrified. Jimin knew you wouldn’t be like that for much longer, not when they brought you back. But it had to wait for now. There were too many witnesses and Namjoon would kill him if they harmed you in any way.

“Don’t worry, everything will be okay.” He squeezed your cheek in his grip before reluctantly pulling away.

“Are these your friends?” Your heart skipped as he gestured to Sana and Chaeyoung who were frozen, watching the scene in front of them. You nodded your head only for the tallest man to chuckle.

“Use your words, darling.” You couldn’t tell if the shiver you felt was from fear or something entirely different but nodded again.

“Yes sir. They are my friends.” You managed to whisper after trying to clear your throat.

“Good girl.” The leader spoke in your ear before turning back to your friends, motioning for them to stand up. They both slowly stood up, limbs locked from fear as they clung to each other.

“Now, why don’t you make sure our darling here gets home safe. We don’t want any more blood on her hands.” The men laugh at the joke, but the humor doesn’t reach you nor does it reach any other person in the building. You can still see one or two more customers hiding behind tables, watching everything unfold.

You don’t know why you were singled out, nor why the men smiled at you the way they did, but you figured they were just sick, finding everything funny as if they didn’t just shoot four people dead.

Jimin let everyone go free, knowing they couldn’t identify them even if they tried. No one would believe them anyways. They had the cameras shut down over an hour before they even arrived, Yoongi doing his job and more as he is probably already uncovering everything about you.

The three of them watch you walk out, shaking as you cling to your friends.

“She’ll be clinging to us soon enough.” Jungkook wraps an arm around Jimin’s waist, knowing exactly what his older mate was thinking. Taehyung nods his head in agreement.

“She had her eyes practically glued to me the entire time I was holding her. She even started to relax in my hold, not that she noticed.” Jimin quirked his eyebrow, smiling as he opened the door to the car.

“Such a sweet little thing. I know Jin is going to love her.” They all laugh, knowing just how much Jin is going to love their innocent soulmate.

“Probably won’t let her leave. He’ll keep her with him the first couple months maybe, spoil her rotten.” Jungkook quips back, a knowing glint to his eyes as he remembers his own first couple of months with his soul group.

“Oh, like you weren’t sucking his dick two months in!” Taehyung exclaimed, his head hitting the passenger side window as Jimin takes a sharp turn. Jungkook just shrugs his shoulders.

“Yeah, so. What’s your point?” Rolling his eyes, Jimin just reaches for his phone, hitting the first speed dial.

“Hey baby, we’ve found her.”

-*-*-

“Someone get her blanket for her!” You were pushed onto your sofa as Jihyo yelled out, motioning for your favorite blanket. It was a light blue, worn down from use but still felt as soft as the day you got it. You had brought it with you through three different moves and almost losing it to your grandmother’s dog a couple years back.

It was your comfort item and if there was ever a time where you needed it, it would be now.

Chaeyoung managed to text the group chat a SOS message, letting them know what happened. And while they were all worried for everyone, Sana made sure to let them know exactly what happened when you got to your apartment and everyone was waiting for you.

“Here you go, Bunnie.” Nayeon handed you your blanket before taking her seat next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and almost bringing you into her lap. They were all scared and worried for you.

“Why you? Out of everyone in the restaurant? Why you?” Jeongyeon asked the most obvious question, something the others didn’t really want to think about.

“It was weird. Once the man started crawling to her, I noticed the robbers get really angry, like visibly shaking before one of them shot the man.” Chaeyoung spoke up from her place on Mina’s lap. Her voice quiet as she goes through her memory of the events.

“And then one of them walked up to her, pulled her up and helped her clean her arm of the uh, of the blood.” Sana choked out, adding onto what Chaeyoung was saying.

“Did they say anything to you Y/n?” Momo asked, leaning on her knees as she moves so she can look directly at you.

“They just…kept trying to take care of me, calling me pet names and asking if I was okay.” You were unsure of everything that happened. You felt like your brain was making things up, trying to twist the events so you weren’t traumatized. You almost felt like you were lying to yourself.

However, one thing stuck in your head, no matter how many times you tried to forget about it.

“When the man helped me clean my arm, he kept rubbing at my soulmark.” Your words stump the others, shock moving through your friends as you stare at the pillow on your lap. No one knew what to say or think.

“He was probably just shocked by the number of names on your mark. You know it’s not really common to have a huge soulgroup like we do.” Nayeon reassured you. She knew exactly where your mind was going.

You were wondering if these men were your soulmates. No one besides regulars at work have ever been that caring and nice upon meeting you, especially when they were robbing the establishment where you were eating.

“Yeah, let’s not worry about it. They probably just saw an opportunity to make someone uncomfortable and took it.” Dahyun agreed with Nayeon, but her reassurance was light, as if she wasn’t really sure she believed her own words.

“How about this, let’s just order some pizza and watch movies. A girls night, like when we were younger. It’ll get your mind off of everything.” Tzuyu’s quiet voice spoke up in the silence, watching all of her unnies stew in their worry. She knew there was nothing they could do for now, so they needed a distraction.

“That’s sounds great baby! I’ll order our usual.” Jihyo gets up from her spot and moves to grab her phone while Dahyun and Jeongyeon crawl form their positions on your floor to your bookshelf, all of your movies lined up on the black piece of furniture.

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yourfavoritewitchbitch · 9 months ago

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Gator Tillman x Fem! Reader

Valentine's Day Blurb from the Badge Bunny AU

Valentine's Day is one of your favorite holidays! You're a little bratty when you think things aren't going your way. Gator takes matters into his own hands.

Special thanks to @starksbabie for all your help! 😘

18+ Only! Minors DNI!

Warnings: Reader is referred to as "Bunny" or "Bun". Fluffy and sweet moments. Porn with plot. A little bit of Dom!Gator/Sub!Reader. Spanking. A hint of orgasm denial. P in V (wrap it before you tap it). Creampie.

Word Count: 3K

Valentine's Day was a few days away. One of the few holidays you secretly enjoyed.

That bitchy facade you carried around melted away this time of year. You'd had boyfriends in the past that went all out. Roses, fancy restaurants, some nice jewelry.

In no way were you expecting that this year. Gator was not a mushy, lovesick puppy that followed you around. He was very rough around the edges, but he could surprise you with how gentle he could be.

You weren't even sure if he remembered what day it was, having to remind him when Halloween was this past fall. Maybe it was the way he was brought up. Roy only recognizing Christian holidays in his household when Gator was a child.

Henry was letting you decorate the bar to your liking. Paper hearts on walls. Red and pink garland strung about.

He just shook his head putting some more glasses away as you hummed to yourself hanging another paper mâché heart from the ceiling.

It was a slow lunch giving you plenty of time to decorate.

“What do ya’ think, Henry?” You called over to him.

“I think it looks like some lovesick fool threw up in here, but it could be worse.” He chuckled, heading to the back once more.

It was then your lovesick fool walked in the door, the little bell above his head announcing his arrival as you caught his eye. Grin plastered across his handsome face at seeing you.

“Hey baby!” You shouted, climbing down from the ladder to meet him, throwing your arms around his neck for a hug and a quick peck.

“Hey sweet thing.” He had his arm slung around your waist, keeping you close to him. “Look at this place. All your doing, huh? Bunny has a heart after all.”

He laughed as you batted his chest, moving out of his grasp.

“Oh stop, you'll ruin my reputation saying shit like that.” You moved to go get him his usual Mt Dew as he sat in a booth.

“No Andy today?” Sitting the soda in front of him as he grabbed a straw from the front of your apron.

“Nah, he's off. Takin' his fiancé away for the weekend.” You nodded, thinking it must be nice.

You'd secretly held out a little hope he might surprise you with something.

The 14th rolled around. It was a beautiful Sunday morning. Picturesque. No snow today and the sun was shining.

You'd slept in. Gator saying that he had something to do a little later but kept tight lipped about it, as usual.

You eased out of bed, letting him sleep in a little longer. You'd been waiting to surprise him all week.

You made heart shaped pancakes, burning the first few and throwing the evidence promptly into the bottom of the trashcan. Hoping like hell you didn't set the smoke alarm off ruining the morning.

Adding chocolate chips to his and fresh strawberries to yours, they were finally done.

You'd just finished setting the plates down when you heard your bedroom door finally swing open. He grumbled, making his way down the hall.

Sleep mussed hair sticking up and across his forehead, eyes barely open, blinking when he noticed the table was set.

“What's all this then?” He asked, with a groggy voice.

You smiled, “It's for you. Happy Valentine's Day!”

“You did all this for me?” He grinned, looking over the table and looking back at you. Your hands splayed on your hips, thoroughly proud of yourself.

He rounded the table, pulling you in by your hips kissing you softly.

“I'm so glad you didn't burn the house down.” Chuckling as he pulled away.

“Shut up.” You giggled along, pushing him toward the table. “Sit down, before it gets too cold.”

He immediately grabs the syrup, eyes twinkling like a kid on Christmas morning, smothering his cakes with the sticky sweetness.

It made you wonder how many times growing up he actually got to indulge himself as he took the first bite, humming around his fork.

“Bunny, these are fuckin' amazing.” Humming, around another mouthful.

You smiled, as you dug into your own plate.

He wolfed down a second helping before cursing to himself after checking the time.

“Fuck. I've got to get a shower.” He huffed, putting his cleared plate in the sink, kissing your cheek before heading down the hall.

That blissful little bubble you created burst. Duty calls… again.

“I love ya’ Bun. See you this afternoon.” Kissing your cheek once again and he was out the door, while your hands were deep in the sink washing the dishes from this morning.

You typically had Sundays off to laze about. This one was no different. Tidying the house up a bit before watching a little reality TV to pass the time.

You definitely weren't trying to distract your thoughts of Gator leaving without so much as a cheesy card or even a box of chocolates for you. You'd seen half expected one of those gas station roses that were actually thongs rolled up to look like a rose. At least that would mean he actually thought about it.

It's a stupid, made-up holiday, right? At least that's what you kept telling yourself.

You'd grown a little more frustrated as the day went on.

You finally got a text from him a couple hours after he left.

Should be back in about an hour. We have the afternoon to do whatever you want.

You just responded with a quick “sure,” leaning back onto the couch cushions making yourself more comfortable.

The rumble of the truck engine pulling in woke you. You’d drifted off after texting him back, finding the couch much too comfortable and the TV a relaxing background noise.

He shot through the front door, immediately clocking your messy hair and half lidded eyes.

“Take a nap, sweet thing?” Coming over, rubbing his knuckles across your cheek.

“So, what if I did?” You grumbled.

“You're always grumpy when ya’ wake up.” Planting a kiss to your forehead. “Did you wanna go out later?”

“No.” You shook your head, running the back of your hand across your eyes.

“No? Thought today was your favorite?” He grinned.

“Yeah, but you don't seem to care about it so neither should I.” Throwing the blanket off you, as you stood.

He rolled his eyes, letting a hard breath out through his nose, knowing exactly where this was heading when you'd sent that text.

“So that's it, huh?” Following you down the hall. “Thought I just forgot about it? Bunny, you should know me better than that by now.”

You huffed a laugh. “Do I? Not so much as morning fuck? I mean I thought I would at least get that. You jump at any chance to get your dick wet any other day. No stupid holiday needed.”

“God, you are such a fuckin' brat when you don't get your way.” He grabbed your arm, making you turn to face him. “I had some shit to do. I couldn't just bend you over the table and fuck you over the pancakes, could I?”

You crossed your arms over your chest, refusing to look at him even as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him.

“Bunny, quit with the fuckin' attitude or I'll make you quit.” His voice was a little more gravely, going straight to your core knowing exactly what that meant.

A game you usually liked to play. Pushing his buttons until he caved, being a little rougher than usual. Spanking your ass until you were welted, then railing you into oblivion.

“No Gator, I'm not in the fucking mood for your shit right now.” You tried to wrench out of his grasp, but he held you tight.

He leveled his gaze, “Oh, but I bet you are. Bet she's already drooling f’me. Need me to bend ya’ over my knee? Give you somethin’ to whine about?”

His hand traveled from your lower back to your ass, grabbing a handful before pulling off coming back down with a harsh smack.

“Ahhh, Gator!” You arched forward, hands planting firmly on his chest. You looked up when he hissed at the contact.

“What was that?” Running your hands across his clothed chest. He grabbed your hand, keeping it in place.

“Maybe if you weren't bein’ such a whiney ass, I would show ya’. I uh… I got a little surprise.” He grinned, crooked smile that you adore plastered across his face.

“Show me then.” You whispered. “I'll be good. Promise.” Looking up through your lashes, doe eyes he couldn't resist.

“Fine.” Stepping back, removing his jacket.

His fingers reached the hem of his shirt, pulling it up, your eyes trailing his toned stomach up to his chest. His left peck was partially covered at the top.

“You got a new tattoo?” You deadpanned. This is what he had to do today?

“Yeah. For you babe.” He lifted the tape at the edges to slowly reveal his new ink. Bunny was written there with a Playboy bunny graphic.

“Really Gator?” Voice showing no hint of amusement.

“What? You don't like it?”

“It's not even my name. At least I have your name. And the Playboy bunny? Seriously?” You laughed out, but when you looked back at him, he almost looked hurt.

“It's what I call you. You're my Bunny, that's never going to change.” He huffed out while you were still laughing. “You know what, I'm done with this fuckin’ attitude. Bend over the table.”

“Now.” He added, when you didn't move.

Shit. You knew the tone. You'd pushed too far.

“Gator, I…” You stopped when you looked back into his eyes that were almost black.

“Bend. Over. The. Table. I'm not going to tell you again.” There was a glint in his eye, followed by a devilish smirk.

You quickly nodded, padding over quickly. Planting your hands firmly on the wooden tabletop as you bent at the waist, pushing your ass up into the air barely covered by your sleep shorts.

His boots loud against the linoleum flooring as he came to stand behind you. Close enough you can feel the heat radiating from him but barely grazing you.

He brings his large palm to rest on your cheek, kneading it softly only for a moment. You knew it was coming.

He landed one hard smack, jolting you forward, the edge of the table already digging into your thighs as you let out a soft moan.

He quickly slid his hand back over your ass, soothing the burn slightly. He bent over to get close to you, lips ghosting over the shell of your ear as he spoke.

“You wanted this, huh? A heavy hand and a hard cock fixes you right up, huh sweet thing?” He kisses your temple before continuing.

He slid his fingers underneath the waistband of your shorts pushing them down past your thighs as they pool in the floor around your feet.

You knew the drill, as you leaned over dropping to your elbows to brace yourself anticipating another heavy blow that didn't come. Instead, you rocked forward when he ran a finger up through your folds.

You let another wanton moan slip past your lips as his thick digit circled your entrance.

“Fuck, you're soaked,” pushing in slightly, before moving it quickly away. “You didn't think it'd be that easy, did ya’?”

Another hard smack to the other cheek.

“Fuck Bunny, how many you need? 10 more? 20?” You whimpered at his words.

“I… I don't know, sir.” Your voice came out a little weak, already sounding wrecked.

“Fuck, she's got manners.” He growled. You used that title sparingly, but he fucking loved it. Hearing “sir” roll off your lips in that sultry tone made him weak in the knees.

“We’ll do ten since you're being such a good girl. Count em.”

“Yes sir.” You hummed, as he laid one more smack to each cheek.

“Two.” You huffed. The welts were already forming.

“Three.” You bit your lip briefly, distracting you from the sting.

“Four… mmhmm five.” A tear rolled down your cheek.

“Six. Fuck.” Your nails dig into the surface of the table, trying to grasp anything to ground you.

“Seven. Eight. Nine.” In quick succession, as your legs started to give out, knees buckling as your thighs shook.

One last smack sent you reeling.

“Ten.” You choked out.

“That's it baby. Now, let me take care of you and this pretty cunt.” He said, undoing his pants taking his aching length from its confinements.

Pulling your hips up, he gave you no warning before his cock was nudging your sopping entrance. He pushed in slightly before completely burying himself to the hilt in one swift motion. There was no resistance with how wet you were.

“Fuck, Gator.” You hissed out but arched your ass further into him. The sting of being stretched out so suddenly, almost borderline painful, had a few more tears running down your cheeks as your pussy clenched around him.

“Fuck, always so goddamn tight. Fuckin' pussy was made f’me.” He pushed you down, hand between your shoulder blades, cheek now resting on the cool surface of the table.

He pulled back, only to snap his hips immediately back into yours with such force the table scooted across the floor.

He set a brutal pace, your moans were high pitched and whiny. The angle had your ass further in the air and his cock hitting that sweet spongy spot with each thrust. You knew you wouldn't be able to hold back your orgasm if he kept going.

Your arousal was dripping down your thighs, and coating his balls that were slapping at your puffy clit with each rock of his hips. The sound of skin slapping skin echoing off the walls in the small space.

“Sir, please. I'm going to… Can I please… “ you were begging, as it was building. That pressure slowly creeps up your lower belly, tingling up your spine.

“No, Bunny!” He growled, fingertips digging further into your hips pulling you back in time with his thrusts.

“Gator, I'm… I can't.” You sobbed, trying to pull in a deep breath.

“No, baby just wait. I'm… fuck … almost there.”

Your teeth sank into your lower lip, as your pussy began to clench around him.

“Gator, please, fuck…” you cried out.

“Come on Bunny, come on my cock.”

No sooner than he got the words out, the damn inside you broke. Clamping down around his cock, as he began to fill you full. Your eyes were shut tight, fireworks exploding behind them.

Your walls pulsed around him, milking every last drop, as he let out a string of incoherent words before collapsing against your back.

“Goddamn Bunny,” he panted as his cock kicked up within you one last time making you whimper.

He gently moved off you, removing himself, holding your hips steady as you got your feet under you. You knew you'd feel this one for a few days to come.

He pulled you up, as you wrapped your arms around his neck completely blissed out, eyes half lidded as he smoothed the hair from your face.

“Feel better?” He chuckled lightly.

“Mhmm… much.” You hummed.

“Good, sweet thing. Now go take a fuckin' shower and get dressed. I've got a surprise for my girl.” His grin grew wide with your confused expression.

“You really thought I'd forget Valentine's Day? After everything you did for me? Everything you do for me?”

You smiled, looking down at his new tattoo.

“Thought this was my gift?” you giggled, tracing just under the new ink. It was endearing. He wanted to match what you'd gifted him this past Christmas.

“Part of it, yeah. Now come on.” He pecks your lips, before dragging you down the hall.

You showered, examining the angry, hand shaped welts on your ass in the mirror, knowing it would be a pain to sit on any hard surface for a couple of days, but it was worth it. You just smiled to yourself, wrapping a towel around you.

You were standing in front of the mirror when he came to stand in the doorway, watching your after shower routine.

You could feel his gaze as you met his eyes through the mirror.

“What?” You smiled up at him.

“Just thinking how pretty y’are. But I feel like something's missin’.”

He moved his hand from behind his back revealing a small velvet box.

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

“What's that handsome?” You tried to speak evenly though your heart was beating so hard you thought he might hear.

“Close your eyes.” You gave him a pointed look. “C’mon. You'll like it.”

You slid them closed, as he walked behind you. You felt the coolness of a thin chain come to rest on your collar bones. You breathed just a tiny sigh of relief, as he clasped it to, kissing your bare shoulder.

“Perfect.” He said as you opened your eyes, a tiny gold chain that held his initial “G” hung delicately around your neck as you examined it thoughtfully tracing the small letter with your fingertip.

“You don't like it?” He deflated a bit when you didn't say anything.

“It's perfect baby.” You turned around pulling him in for a kiss.

“Promise?” He pulled back, slightly, lips ghosting yours.

“Promise.” You giggled.

“Good, since you won't let me knock ya' up, at least this way everyone’ll know your mine.” You rolled your eyes, hand batting at his chest as he laughed.

“God, you're ridiculous.” Pulling him in by the collar for another kiss. “Ruining a perfectly sweet moment with that damn mouth.”

He let you finish getting ready, then drove you to the little diner you frequented weekly. Sharing a couple of burgers and milkshakes, it was the perfect way to end the day.

“Happy Valentine's Day Bunny.” He grinned, catching the glint of his initial on display for all to see as he held your hand from across the table.

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simsandgiggles · 25 days ago

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Legacy superlatives tag game

hey guys so my bestie @bastardtrait tagged me in this and as someone who's currently on generation 24 of a legacy, I feel uniquely overqualified for this tag game LMAO I'm tagging @getboolpropped @faeriefrolic @akitasimblr @homewardial @moveobjects and anyone else who's deep enough into a legacy for this type of nonsense

Favorite heirs

Bleu Normal, generation 6 (city living) is just my precious baby boy. Sure, he did murder 6 people at a dinner party but he didn't mean to okay.

Pearl Normal, generation 20 (bust the dust/dream home) there is something so chaotically Normal Legacy about Pearl. The daughter of Bonehilda. Living in filth. Accidentally sleeping with her distant cousin. Iconic.

Favorite spouses

Grim Reaper, generation 8 (parenthood). Grim had been around the legacy since the very beginning with the murder of Eliza Pancakes, but little did I know he was destined to fall in love with Vein Gogh normal and raise 6 kids together.

sleeper favorite is JoAnna Simpkins, generation 3 (get to work). she's not everyone's taste but she was literally just a random townie that alien pregnant himbo Kevin Normal arrested one day and I could not let her go. I simp for JoAnna Simpkins

Favorite spare

Anita Normal, generation 10 (jungle adventure). Anita was a late-in-life oopsie baby for her parents so she was raised by her big brother Oscar, and in time helped raise his three children as well. She helped to resurrect Puddle Normal, may have murdered her boyfriend Sean, and slept with Lloyd the Butler.

Favorite side characters

CHARLES THE BUTLER the ICON the LEGEND himself generation 7 (vampires)

Mishaps during your legacy

PUDDLE DROWNING TO DEATH ON HARVESTFEST. still not over it even after resurrecting him.

shout out to Max Normal for also drowning to death as a child but I played an uno reverse card on that shit

Largest number of children

Generation 8 (parenthood) had six children, although generations 21 (cottage living) and 22 (batuu/wedding) both came close with five.

Any surprises

the fact that Bleu Normal was named bleu before I knew he was about to pop out with BLUE SKIN even though his alien mother and grandmother were green. very camp.

honestly like a million more. Murdering Eliza Pancakes, accidentally creating my own AU, Dick Normal's MLM, a whole generation devoted to grilled cheese, Oscar Normal's weird kink for holidays, Boo Normal and Bonehilda's open? relationship, Bunny Normal as a wanna-be tradwife .. the list goes on and on.

Favorite family pet

You know it has to be my boy Mayor Whiskers, who ended up stating his own mini five generation cat legacy inside of the normal legacy. legacy-ception

#honestly not to be biased but there are so many iconic moments in this legacy #and so many still to come!#sims 4 #ts4 #the sims 4 #lepacy #normal lepacy

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Cause Baby You're My Muse [Chapter 19]

Genre: Romance, Idol!AU, Music, Slight angst

Pairing: Mingi x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Producer!Reader, IdolLyricist!Mingi, IdolProducer!Hongjoong, Idol!Seonghwa, Idol!Yunho, Idol!Wooyoung, Idol!San, Idol!Yeosang, Idol!Jongho, cameo(s) by other celebrities

Summary: You always preferred producing underground, having an unknown face and governed by your own rules. But when you start freelancing for idol groups, you say goodbye to your lone wolf lifestyle as you learn to work with idol producers and lyricists.

Word count: 3.3K

When it was time to take Haneul back, the boys let you go on your own, knowing that you would want to spend time with Haneul and to give you privacy. But you did drop by the dorm first.

"I'll see you soon, little bear." Jongho smiled softly, patting her head as she wrapped her arms around his neck to hug him. Haneul was probably the only person that was allowed to hug Jongho without being punched.

"Bye~" Yunho waved while Mingi gave her a hi-five. The boys all doted on Haneul like she was their own sister.

"See you soon, my baby star." Seonghwa grinned and engulfed her in a big hug, making her giggle.

"Promise you'll buy me yoghurt next time?" Haneul looked up at Hongjoong. Hongjoong bent down until he was at the same eye level as she was.

"I'll buy you all the yoghurt you want." He promised. She squealed, looking up at you happily.

"Go to Wooyoung oppa. He's sad." San softly ushered. Haneul ran and hugged Wooyoung's leg. Wooyoung pouted, lifting her up in his arms to shower her in kisses.

"Why are you sad?" Hanuel put her hands on Wooyoung's cheeks.

"I'm gonna miss you, my princess." He said, lightly bumping his forehead against her own.

"I'm gonna miss you too, oppa." Haneul replied, hugging him and resting her chin on his shoulder. Wooyoung pouted sadly, his bottom lip jutting out.

"We'll see each other again. When your unnie brings you to stay, we'll all go and play together." Wooyoung said. He knew he was supposed to be the assuring adult in this situation, not the sad one that's acting like he won't see her again. But he had obviously grown very close to Haneul and vice versa.

"Alright, let's go before we miss our train." You held her hand. The boys walked you both to the door. She waved to all 8 Ateez members before walking away with you.

"Did you have fun with the oppas?" You asked her. She nodded her head excitedly.

"I want to see them again!" She grinned up at you.

"Sure. Next time I pick you up, we'll come visit them. I'm sure they'll be more than happy to see you and play." You chuckled.

"That means Seonghwa oppa can make me more bunny pancakes!" She jumped up and down, happy at the prospect of having another slightly deformed bunny pancake.

"I guess so." You replied with a laugh, buying the train tickets. You were both right on time, the train already at the platform, waiting for passengers to board. Haneul walked in front of you as you tried to find your seats.

"Here we are." You stopped her. Haneul climbed into the inner seat, preferring to look out the window.

"You've been with me for almost 3 weeks, baby." You told her.

"And I had a lot of fun, unnie. We played and ate a lot of food. Thank you." She looked up at you. You immediately melted, reaching out to put your hand on your head.

"You're welcome, baby." You said softly, stroking her hair. You wanted to apologise for not being able to let her live with your permanently.

One day. One day, you can have Haneul live with you. You just needed more stability in your life and job first before you can care for another human being, much less a growing child.

"Baby... Do you ever wish you had an omma and an appa?" You asked her. Haneul shook her head without needing the think.

"You don't?" You were surprised by her answers. Sure, she lived at the orphanage but you knew that her peers in kindergarten all had parents and a happy family.

"I don't want an omma and an appa. I have you! But Wooyoung oppa said that Seonghwa oppa is omma and Hongjoong oppa is appa. So I have you, Seonghwa omma and Hongjoong appa. That's 3! While others have 2! And I have all the other oppas. That's a very big family." She reasoned.

"Yeah... It is a big family..." You replied. How could Haneul and you integrate into the Ateez family so easily? But while Haneul accepted it, there was a part of you that was still scared and wary of it.

"You like the oppas, right?" Haneul asked.

"I do." You replied.

"So they're your family too?" She continued. Family was suppoed to be forever. Your own parents didn't stick around. You didn't want to lean on them only for this to be temporary.

"Wow, Haneul. Look at the horses!" You pointed out the window. She turned to press her hands on the glass, looking at the animals.

Although you felt bad for distracting her, you didn't want to lie to her either. But that was your own convictions. Now, you were supposed to enjoy time with Haneul. You leaned over to watch the animals with her, resting a hand on her back steadily.

"Careful." You helped Haneul down from the seat when the train arrived at your stop. You bent down to wrap an arm around her, afraid she might fall from the train stopping too abruptly.

"Jump." You instructed and she jumped over the small gap between the train and the platform giddily. She immediately held your hand.

"Can we get ice cream before we go back?" She asked.

"Of course." Even though Haneul had ice cream with the boys last night, you couldn't say no now.

"Which flavour do you want?" You held her up to the glass for her to see all the flavours. You read out the flavours to her since she still had some trouble reading the more complex Korean letters.

"Strawberry! With cookie crumbs, please." She decided. You gave her order to the staff scooping.

"Here you go." The male came out from behind the counter to give the ice cream to Haneul. She received it with two hands, her eyes sparkling at the sweet treat in front of her.

"What do you say?" You prompted.

"Thank you for the ice cream, mister." She chimed, running to sit at one of the tables so she could quickly dig into her ice cream. The staff smiled at her, ruffling her hair before straightening up to attend to you at the cash register. You paid for Haneul's ice cream and grabbed some napkins for her.

"Thanks." You smiled to the guy and went to sit with Haneul. Instead of sitting beside her or opposite her, you lifted her to sit in your lap, your arms loosely sitting around her waist.

"Is it good?" You asked, wiping her mouth. She nodded and held a spoon out to you for you to take a bite.

"Good?" She looked at you.

"It's amazing." You smiled as you ate the ice cream. You weren't a fan of sweets but you would gladly indulge Haneul just to see her adorable reaction.

When Haneul finished her ice cream, you both headed to the orphanage. You walked in with her and saw the ahjumma there.

"Ahjumma, how are you?" You asked.

"Better." She replied briefly with a nod, never one to have a conversation with. You turned around and bent down to Haneul, giving her a tight hug.

"I'll see you soon, baby. If you need anything, you know to contact me. I'll come right away. I love you so much." You said softly.

"I love you too, unnie." Haneul replied. After you let her go, you passed an envelope of money to the ahjumma with an awkward smile. You patted Haneul's head as she walked in. It took you a lot of will power to turn and walk away.

Letting out a shaky breath, you slipped your mask on and made your way back to the train station. Behind your mask, you chewed on your bottom lip, trying to stop yourself from getting emotional.

"Stop crying so much." You scolded yourself, hitting your fist against your thigh.

The train departed from the station and very soon, you were heading back to your home. But you didn't expect someone to be waiting there for you.

"Mings? What are you doing here?" You blinked in confusion. He was wearing a mask and cap worn low but you recognised him.

"Wait, let's go up. It's a little open here." You led him upstairs to your home, not wanting fans to see.

"Thanks." Mingi removed his shoes and stepped into your home. He didn't think that you would just invite him into your home like that. But to be honest, Mingi wasn't thinking when he left the dorm to come here. Before you could offer him a drink, Mingi grasped your arm, tugging you to him to hug you tightly.

"What..." You were confused, still unsure why Mingi was at your house to begin with. He was gentle with his hold on you, leaning down slightly so the side of his head pressed against yours.

"Are you okay...?" You asked, a little cautiously.

"I thought you might need some comforting... With Haneul going back. So I wanted to check on you." He explained.

"Oh." You finally understood. You lifted your arms to hug Mingi back, grateful that he came down and waited for you just to see if you were okay. There was a slight warmth in your chest.

"Thank you, Mings." You said, muffled against him. When you let him go, Mingi took a step back.

"I'm fine. I mean... I am a little sad that she's not able to stay with me and I miss her already but I'll be okay." You patted his arm.

"Don't keep things in." He placed a hand on your head.

"I won't." You pulled off your mask to smile at him, knowing he was referring to the promise that you made with him to not keep your feelings in anymore. Mingi sat on the couch while you got him a drink from the kitchen.

"Thanks for entertaining Haneul while she was here. She had a great time with all of you." You handed him the drink before taking a seat beside him.

"There's no need to thank, I'm glad she had a good time with us. The last kid we had around us was Wooyoung's brother." Mingi said.

"She did. I think you guys get along because she's nearly 5 and you guys are all mentally 5 year olds." You snickered. Mingi shot you a flat look while you continued laughing.

"But Jongho was so sweet with Haneul." You added.

"I think she and Yeosang are the only ones that he allows to hug him. Without getting socked." Mingi snorted.

"Actually, would you like to stay for dinner?" You blurted out, rubbing your hands on your thigh, suddenly feeling nervous with Mingi next to you for some reason.

"Sure. We can order take out so you don't have to cook. You've had a long day." Mingi suggested.

"No need... That's if you don't mind eating simply... I think I'm too used to cooking meals now since Haneul's been with me for 3 weeks. I don't really want her eating takeout or outside food too much." You rubbed the back of your neck, realising you might sound like a strict or paranoid parent.

"I don't mind, I'll eat anything." He smiled.

"Except vegetables." You corrected with a teasing smile. Mingi blushed, knowing that he had been caught.

"I think you know too much about us. If you ever go to the media, they're sure going to have a field day with what you know." Mingi raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you guys can do the same. You know what the mysterious Producer Indigo looks like and acts like." You nudged him lightly.

"That's true." Mingi rubbed his chin as if he was actually contemplating it.

"I'm going to take meat out to thaw." You punched his arm and rolled your eyes before shuffling over to the kitchen to take things out of the freezer. You didn't really know what to cook yet.

"What are you gonna cook?" Mingi asked, coming over to see you just take things out of the freezer and fridge, piling them onto the counter.

"Not sure... looks like it'll be a mix of stuff. Beef jeon, japchae, dak galbi..." You listed as you checked on which vegetables were going bad. When you had a lot of vegetables going bad, they would end up in a japchae or some sort of fried rice.

"Those all sound good. I can help with some of the cooking tasks. I may not be the best cook but I promise I'm not as bad as Hongjoong hyung." Mingi chuckled and rolled his sleeves up.

"I'm sure Hongjoong would not be pleased to hear you dissing his cooking skills." You giggled.

"He knows he's bad. He practically went viral for his bad cooking skills." Mingi scoffed, walking to the sink to wash his hands.

"Alright, I trust you." You said. That's how you and Mingi began to work in the kitchen together. You have to admit, he was right, he did kind of know his way around food and the kitchen.

"My parents own a restaurant, you know?"

"I wouldn't know because you've never taken me." You scoffed, meaning for it to be a joke.

"I'll definitely take you next time for dinner. My omma would love you." Mingi promised. You felt your cheeks heat up at his words but luckily Mingi was facing the other way and couldn't see you get flustered by his words. He did the prep work and all the cutting while you made the marinades and sauces.

"Should I start frying the jeon while you continue the dakgalbi?" You asked. Mingi nodded, pouring the marinade that you made for the dakgalbi into the bowl with the chicken and vegetables.

"Be careful." Mingi cautioned as you began to shallow fry the battered pieces of beef.

"I got it." You assured. Since the beef jeon was thin, they were done relatively quickly. You put them on a paper towel to dry.

"The japchae noodles are done soaking, I'll start assembling everything together." Mingi said. You stir fried the dakgalbi and Mingi finished up the japchae.

"Oww, it's hot!" Mingi complained as he tossed everything in the bowl. He only had plastic vinyl gloves on which were not very heat resistent.

"Just use the tongs." You laughed. You went to the drawer to get out the tongs for him to use.

"You're okay with cheese right?" You asked.

"Love cheese." Mingi replied. You turned off the flame for the dakgalbi and sprinkled cheese on the top before closing the lid. The residual heat would melt the cheese. You and Mingi placed all your completed dishes on the table.

"We have japchae but want some rice?" You offered. Mingi stood next to you at the rice cooker as you scooped the rice into bowls. After that, you finally sat down to eat.

"Wow." Mingi took his phone out to snap a picture. He wouldn't tell the members that he was here but it was a memory for him. The first time he cooked with you and the first time he was at your house.

"Enjoy." The two of you sat opposite each other and dug in.

"Mmm, that's good." Mingi melted as he took a bite of food. You nodded in agreement.

"Everything tastes so good." It was a joint effort and cooking with Mingi made the process so much more fun. It didn't feel tiring at all and you both cooked such amazing dishes.

"You should cook more often, you have potential." You told him, swallowing your food.

"Nah, I don't have the interest for it, which is why my omma always laments. Wooyoung is interested in cooking, that's why he does it more and has that cooking segment that he does. Seonghwa hyung... I think it just comes to him because he is naturally like a mother to all of us." Mingi said.

"Haneul keeps saying Seonghwa is an omma, not an oppa. And she says Hongjoong is appa. You guys are teaching her your bad ways." You laughed, shaking your head.

"She's the newest member of the family, it's only right that we teach her of the different roles." Mingi shrugged.

You and Mingi continued to happily chat as you ate. It was all light hearted conversations, nothing too heavy. You and him shared a lot of laughs.

"Let me help with the dishes." Mingi stood up. You were putting the leftovers into containers.

"No, it's okay." You shook your head.

"If you're about to go into a whole thing about me being a guest and how you can't possibly ask me to do the dishes, save it. We cooked together, we will clean together." Mingi was quick to refute. You sighed but gave in to him.

"It'll be easier if I wash and you dry since you know where everything goes." He said, bringing the empty dishes to the sink while you continued to pack the leftovers to put in the fridge.

"You should wear an apron. You're gonna wet your clothes." You adviced, noticing the front of his shirt already slightly wet.

"It's fine. It'll dry. And I'm headed home after this anyway." He waved you off.

"Suit yourself." You took the washed dishes from the rack and dried them, putting them back. When the dishes were done, you and Mingi sat down for some tea to end the evening.

"It's getting late, I should head back since I have a schedule tomorrow." Mingi said. You nodded your head, not wanting him to go back so late since he was on his own and to not be tired during his schedule tomorrow. You walked him to the door but your heart felt heavy at the thought of him leaving.

"I'll see you soon?" Mingi tilted his head.

"Yeah, I'll move my stuff back to the studio and go back to working from the KQ building." You said.

"If you can't move everything, don't do it and hurt yourself. I'll come with the boys to help you transport whatever you need." He smiled and you hummed.

"Thanks for coming by to check on me and having dinner with me. I had fun and I really appreciate you doing that for me." You confessed.

"Don't thank me, Indigo. I would do it any time for you." Mingi said softly. In all honestly, he didn't want to leave too.

"Be safe on your way back. Let me know when you're at the dorm." You said, leaning against the door frame. Mingi nodded but made no attempt to move. Why did his feet feel like they were glued to the floor? He couldn't will himself to move.

"Ah, screw it." Mingi cursed.

It happened so fast. Mingi cupping your cheeks and leaning down to press his lips against yours. He teeterd you back into the apartment, closing your front door shut with his leg.

"M-Mingi." You gasped as you both pulled away. But his forehead remained pressed against yours while you caught your breath.

"I'm sorry." He squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head.

"No, don't be sorry..." You assured. Mingi opened his eyes to stare into your own.

"I shouldn't-" You tip toed, wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him again, cutting him off. Mingi's arms wound around your waist, squeezing the flesh as he melted into your kiss.

"I'm not going back to the dorm tonight." Mingi murmured, pressing his face into your shoulder. Although you would have usually persuaded him to go back since he had a schedule in the morning, you wanted to be selfish just this once and keep him with you. You wanted to have him near you.

"That's fine with me." You replied, your hands moving to wrap themselves around him.

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