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In Poor Taste [P2]

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(Yandere x Reader)

[Warning: misogyny, xenophobia, hint to racism, explicit language, asshole male lead]

You were never crazy about spoiled rich men. They were nothing but troubles.

He knew your type. Quiet, agreeable, and a little bit of a pushover.

He didn't say it, but he had noticed your lack of reaction when Tahara revoked your right to the summer break. Truth was, he never paid attention to women like you when he was in college. The quiet ones who took things seriously as if they had something to lose, those were hard to get. He never bothered with those who were hard to get when there were plenty of other options. He liked the sunkissed  blondes who knew to dress up in white sundresses and spaghetti straps, those who knew to party on Saturday and yoga class on Sunday. They never put up a hard fight, just the right amount, and when he got bored so did they. In and out of his bedroom they whirled, whimsical and effortless. He never bothered to find out if they were smart or complicated, and if they tried to show him, he'd move on to the next. A part of him felt bad, but the encouraging jokes and nudges of his frat brothers overrode that twinge in his chest when he saw sad eyes following him down the campus walkway. It didn't matter, not if he got the liquor and summer yatch trips.

He also liked other types. Soft-spoken brunettes who listened to sad songs and doodled hearts onto his notes. Fierce raven-haired girls who knew to throw back shots and moved their bodies to the music. The rich exchange girls who, despite their attitudes, knew their ways around his body and submitted to his rhythm. He liked them all because he could consume them, so he said he support women. Those he didn't like, well, they were on their own.

So he didn't mind that you were older and reserved. True, he never bothered with women like you because he thought he could do without them, but now that he was in Tokyo all alone, he could see your values. So, he thought to look.

You were the serious type. Soft-spoken, patient, and reserved. You looked after yourself rather dilligently - your clothes fit well, and you smelled of subtle floral perfume. Your movement when you walked around the school were gentle but decisive - you knew what to do, and you did it quick, as if you always had something better to do. A part of him didn't like that. For why, he didn't interrogate. "Why" was never a questioned he bothered with, since he could do well for the first 22 years of his life without it. When someone always get what they want, they hardly ever want to know "why".

He knew he was brash and bold to ask you out for dinner, but he assumed you knew the implication. He was interested enough. You had a fine body, and you knew how to look good. "Late bloomer" was what he liked to call women like you, the type who took themselves too seriously in school, but then learnt how to be pretty in their latter years. They would know how to relax, to not be so uptight.

So there he sat in a booth at a restaurant downtown, waiting, a little impatient to see that you were late. Perhaps he was to blame to tell you to take your time and freshen up at home. He wondered if you would doll up. Where would you show your skin? Where would you shave? He liked it shaved. His fingers toyed with the small tea cup, tapping its side and running down the curve of its rim.

"Hi! Sorry for the wait... I was caught up with a phone call."

He looked up. There you were, smiling down at him. He shamelessly looked at your body, studying the way the nice dress pants accentuate your hip and ass. Then, as you sat down, he took notes of your off-shoulder top, then the blink of your earrings. You may tried to make it seem innocuous, but he could tell. You dressed up for him.

"Not at all! I just got here."

You kept your smile on. He didn't notice that it was manufactured. He was caught up watching you leaning forward, your fingers flipping over the menu. The way your cleavage was catching shadow captured his attention.

"So, how is Tokyo treating you?"

He didn't think you would speak first. You barely humored any small talks during the day, only giving him just enough.

"It's good, it's good", he mused, "I'm enjoying the new culture and people. It's all very new to me, so I'm excited."

You looked up at him now, your eyes narrowing as your smile widened.

"It's a great city. There's always something to look at. Do you ever miss your friends and family, though?"

He leaned in as well, closing the gap. He could see you flinch just barely as his fluffy black curls almost tickle your forehead.

"Well, of course. I miss my family a lot, especially my sister. She's applying for college soon, and I wish I could be there to support her, you know?"

"You have a sister?"

He was pleased to see you following the script so far. Girls were often intrigued by the fact that he had a sister - it means he grew up knowing how to be sensitive and protective. It was a reliable card to play.

"Yeah, we grew up quite close, you know. I still remember her crying like a baby when I left for college", he chuckled, "now it's her turn."

You laughed softly at that.

"Yeah... she must be so sad to see you go to Japan, right?"

He nods, his eyes flickering between your face and your neck, eager to peer right down your top. You must be wearing those stick-on nipple covers to rock a top like that.

"Oh, she was, but she's more excited to be independent in college. Too excited, to be honest. I had to warn her not to get in troubles."

"What kind of trouble?"

He found himself looking at your lips now. Your gentle voice and soft gaze managed to distract him. For a second, he found himself pausing to stare.

"Oh... alcohol, drugs, bad friends. You know the deal."

"Did you get into troubles in college, too?"

The simple question now seemed so implicative. He swallowed, his adam's apple bobbing, and he saw that you looked. Your lashes flutterred for a second before your eyes met his.

Empty.

You were harder to read than he thought. Perhaps it was the age difference, he wondered, or the fact that your naturally composed attitude had sealed your attraction toward him. He never hit on an older woman before, so he supposed it was only natural that he couldn't catch your energy right away. Or were you secretly experienced? Three years seemed little to him at first, but he suddenly felt self-conscious at your still demeanor. You were still smiling and expectant, but in a different way than he imagined. You were yet to be doe-eyed, yet to melt when she heard about his bond with his sister. How many men had had their ways with you? Did you please them well? Did you moved and squirm under their touch? He felt himself heating up.

"Good afternoon, dear customers. May I take your order?"

He almost jumped. You didn't. Awkwardly pointing to the menu, he glanced at you who quickly said your orders. You seemed comfortable.

Did he lose his edge?

The waiter swiftly left. Lukas felt that the chemistry was disrupted. His keen eyes watched your form pulling back away from him, and he caught the faint perfume wafting his way. He decided to keep his posture forward, staying on the offensive side.

"I guess I did get into some troubles", he admitted, his hand instinctively rubbing the nape of his neck, as if to conceal what his clothes couldn't. His skin was warm to the touch.

"Well, what kind?"

He couldn't tell if you were interested. You were asking him lots of questions, even from the start. Did you want to know more about him?

"Oh, we were crazy. One time, a pledge covered himself in lighter fluid and lit himself on fire before jumping into the pool."

"Ah... so the typical frat bros stuff. I guess I've seen something like that at X. Uni", you nodded, your smile turning a bit cheeky.

He shifted even closer.

"Yeah, we were bad boys. Were you in a sorrority? Greek life is big at X."

You shook yout head slowly.

"No... It seemed very fun, but I guess I was too focused on other stuff."

"What stuff?"

"I was trying to keep my scholarship, so that took most of my time, I guess. I wasn't too involved with student life aside trom the school's art magazine."

"So you are a smartie?"

You hung your head humbly.

"I guess you could say that."

"So what did you do to blow off steam, then? Or were you at the library all day?"

He felt just a bit desperate trying to know you. He knew his bombarding questions were coming off a little strong, but he didn't want to feel exposed and insecure anymore. He had opened up, he thought it would be fair if you let him in a little. Wind down, be less uptight.

"I went to Ellum sometimes."

Ellum, the bar street. So you knew how to party after all. Maybe you did have experiences with men.

"Oh, me and my boys liked it there."

"For troubles?"

He laughed.

"For troubles, yeah. It'd be crazy if we met and never knew it."

"Well, it was all dark and loud in there. Maybe we did."

"Then it's fate."

He felt corny saying it, but the words slipped out anyway. His heart twisted when you laughed at that, your chest vibrating. You lifted your hand to cover your smile, and he saw a glimpse of ink as your top pulled against your shoulder. Tattoos, huh? He didn't peg you as the type to get them.

Seeing that it was his chance, he reached over to adjust the fabric, his fingertips lingering just a moment too long. He felt it, the electric as he felt your cool skin against his own. You were soft and smooth, like a nice spread of butter against crispy toast.

"Oh, my bad, I just saw your shirt falling off a little there."

Your laugh dwindled. You touched where he touched, your chest rising and lowering at a slower beat.

Lukas found himself feeling expectant.

"Ah, well, thank you", you said, your voice more relaxed now. That was a good sign.

The waiters came back with the orders and left just as hurriedly.

"I have a question", Lukas mused, somehow anxious to lose your attention when you reached for your utensils.

"Pray tell."

"What's the best food place that you've ever been in Tokyo?"

He winced internally. Corny and immature, that was what he was being. What a 17-year-old first date question that was.

"I'd say the unlabelled streetfood carts at the open-air markets", you said, your finger resting on your chin for a moment, "I like to go there if I ever have to stay late at work."

"You gotta show me sometimes, then. I love streetfood!"

He felt stupid clawing at any ways he could to compel your interest. You were right there, laughing at his jokes, asking about his family, paying attention to him. Yet somehow he still felt like you were distant, somewhere in an invisible fish bowl, and what he had said to you were muffled through the water and glass.

"Of course, I'd be happy to. But let me know if you are allergic to anything, or if you are scared of seafood."

"Not at all", he confidently shook his head, "I went to Italy last summer, and the seafood was amazing!"

"Trip across Europe?"

"Trip across Europe", he nodded, "I'd say, Italy for best seafood, France for best wine, Germany for best beer, and Netherlands for the best, well, you know..."

You playfully rolled your eyes.

"I see you like to travel."

"Oh, it changes my whole perspective. I really found myself, you know. It's like... I come back a whole different person. I think everyone should travel."

You gave him a strange look. Not a scowl nor a frown. A gentle squint of the eyes. It could be anything. He couldn't decide if he was being too boastful, or if he had said something wrong. Did you not like that? Maybe you hadn't been as well-travelled as he was, and what he said had come across as unrelatable.

"But of course, you know, if your money allows it. It doesn't cost as much as you think if you know how to budget."

The playful twinkle in your eyes told him that you were responding to him, and likely not negatively. Still, he felt more stupid adding on to what he said. He didn't know why, but he felt as though you were looking down on him.

Why would you look down on him?

Lukas may not realize it, but this was one of the rare occasions when he let the "why" bother him.

"Of course, travelling can be great. I haven't travelled much, but I imagine that when I have enough money, I would travel. I have a few places in mind."

"Where to?"

"For starter, Norway."

Weird answer.

"What's in Norway?"

"The aurora borealis."

He furrowed his brows.

"You want to see the northern light?"

"More than anything."

"It doesn't cost that much though."

"Yeah, but solo travelling costs more, I imagine."

"I can go with you."

He felt decidedly stupid and overconfident.

"Wouldn't that be something...", you commented, your eyes casting aside, "well, that's my top destination for sure."

You were growing cold again. Lukas couldn't for the life of him figure out where he was going wrong. Maybe you just weren't attracted to him, but that was unlikely. He knew how good he looked. He may have heard "sorry I have a boyfriend" and "I'm looking for something serious", but he couldn't think of a time when someone had admitted to him not being their type. Not even behind his back.

"Also, you seem to like to drink. Two out of the four places you mentioned was about alcohol."

He didn't expect you to pick up on the conversation. Maybe he simply had gotten into his head.

"Oh, I guess. I did drink a lot in college, but that's just what it was all about, you know?"

"About troubles, I know."

He felt his face growing hot.

"Right... well, I'd love to know what other Japanese drinks are like, too. I've tasted sake, but it was mild. I'm more of a beer and shots guy."

"Wine, too, right? In France."

You had not once lost your composure. He felt like he was squirming in his seat. He wanted to sleep with you, that was clear. He needed to know what it was like to get with someone older than him, even if it was a mere three years. What would you be like in bed? What did you learn from all the men from your past? The unphased facade, the tattoo, the way you maintained your calm upon his touch and his banter... you knew something he didn't. You had experienced things he hadn't.

"Right, that. Do you drink at all? Here, in Japan, I mean."

"Sometimes."

"Hey, it's a Friday night. Do you maybe want to grab a drink at a pub somewhere after this?"

You raised an eyebrow at him, incredulous. He knew he was being brash and bold, but he couldn't help it. You were something he wanted to add to his collection.

Letting you mull over it, he watched your calm face.

"Sure...", you softly agreed, "but only for a little while."

"Something coming up tomorrow?"

Someone to see tomorrow?

Your blank eyes glimmered under the flourescent light for a second. He almost wanted to hold his breath.

"Just some personal affair in the afternoon."

There you go being elusive again. He thought he would have had you in his palm by now, but not yet. Maybe he didn't know your type.

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Betrothed (Soap/Reader)

CW: arranged marriage, victorian, churches, virginity, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (it’s the 1800s, deal with it), reader wears a wedding dress

Gender Neutral AFAB Reader, They/Them Used

WC: 4.1k

Writing this at work, forgive any formatting errors

Read on AO3

A soft knock echoed through the small farm house. Rushing to my feet, I ran to the top of the stairwell. My dress pooled around my legs as I crouched. A sliver of light slowly widened as my mother pulled open the front door.

I narrowed my eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of the man at the doorstep. Just barely visible over my mothers shoulder was his broad frame. The hardwood floors creaked beneath me as I moved closer to get a better look. If I had no say in this matter, I at least wanted to know what the man looked like.

He was handsome, canines glinting in the sunlight as he smirked. He wore a belted kilt, the deep blue tartan falling around his waist. In his clenched hand was a thick rope. The goat at his side bleated, jaw moving as it chewed on its cud. In his other hand was a satchel full of bank notes.

“The dowry,” he said, holding out the satchel. My mother took the leather pouch in her hands, gently pulling it open to peer at the bills inside. A soft hum rose from her throat. Nodding, she set the satchel aside.

“You can take the nanny to the pasture,” my mother held out a finger, pointing to the tattered fence.

Only for a moment did I catch a glimpse of those cerulean irises as they swept across the sparsely decorated parlor. His smile widened. Heat rushed to my cheeks as he waved. I stumbled to my feet, dashing into my bedroom. Squeezing my eyes shut, I took in slow breaths in a meager attempt to still my racing heart.

“Skittish thing, aren’t they?”

-

“Ow!” I hissed, bringing my gloved palms to my ribs. The corset smothering my chest dug into my skin, sending jolts of sharp pain down my stomach. Turning over my shoulder, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I looked artificial, manufactured, like a China doll. Every blemish on my skin was painted over, and a thick layer of blush was added to ‘liven me up’

I felt like nothing more than an item for purchase. At the cost of just seven hundred pounds and a goat, I was to be bought and sold to this man whom I didn’t know.

I would’ve never chosen this dress, or the tartan draped around my shoulders. I scrunched my nose at the unfamiliar pattern, shaking away the feelings within my bound chest.

This navy cloth was more than just an adornment. It was a reminder of my identity being stripped, myself being dissolved into the clan of this stranger. I wonder if the satchel of currency was worth it. The cost of my dignity seemed meager now in comparison to the rest of my life.

“Your laird is waiting.”

Sighing a pained breath, I stepped forward, fingertips toying with the laces of my corset. Without a word, my mother grabbed me by the bicep, walking beside me. Nausea pooled in my stomach as we turned into the corridor. The soft chatter of the guests seeped through the stone walls.

My hands trembled, fingers quaking as I clasped my hands together. The chapel doors were propped open. Streaks of colored light hit the tile floor. Taking in a shaky breath, the two of us turned into the chapel.

The organ whirred to life, a hymn rising out of the pipes. The antiquated mahogany pews creaked as the guests stood.

“Right foot first,” my mother whispered under her breath. Her nails dug into my skin, sure to leave behind angry red marks. I took a step forward, straightening my posture. Shoulders back, and chin up, just as my mother had told me.

Even though they wouldn’t be seen underneath my dress, I wore heeled shoes. My gate was unsteady, ankles threatening to roll under the strain.

My gaze landed on my soon-to-be husband. His tailored jacket complimented the tartan hanging from his waist. A small leather sporran was belted to the center of his kilt.

I kept my head held high, pursing my lips into a thin line as I slowly traveled up the aisle. Nearly two dozen eyes were upon me. My pulse pounded in my ears, pumping hot blood through my limbs. With a shaky step forward, I left my mothers side, rising to the altar beside my betrothed.

The man reached out, wrapping his fingers around my own. I glanced down at his hands, calloused and rugged from seasons of tending his ranch. His thumb stroked the back of my hand softly.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together these two children of god in holy matrimony.”

My ears began to ring. I could feel sweat begin to ooze from my pores as the priest began his sermon. I took in a shaky breath, my hands trembling in his grasp. He squeezed my fingers, pulling my gaze up to him. He stared down at me with his bright cerulean eyes, plush lips curling into a gentle smile.

The droning words and formalities left my mind as my gaze locked with his. Pressure left my chest, my shoulders dropping as I exhaled my anxieties.

“Into this holy estate these two persons present come now to be joined,” the priest closed his book, looking up at the small gathering of people before the altar.

I glanced out at the audience before us. My mother narrowed her eyes, arms crossed firmly over her chest. She tapped her foot against the tile, soft clinking echoing throughout the chapel. The rows of seats behind her sat empty.

across the aisle was a more vibrant gathering of people. Sets of blue eyes landed on me, grins flashing as they watched the display before them. The party was dressed in tartans resembling that of the man before me. Clasped in their hands were bags of rice.

It was an odd display, one that lacked any sincerity. Despite the arrangement, my fiancé reached out, fingers gently turning my head.

“Wilt thou have this Man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony?” The priest stated at me with wide eyes, fingers tapping the altar, “Wilt thou obey him, and serve him, love, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?”

Swallowing down my nausea, I nodded. “I do.”

The priest gestured to the two of us, handing us a delicately braided cord, adorned with hand embroidered emblems that matched the adornments on his sporran. The man took the rope, draping the tassels over our wrists. I watched as he took one end, glancing at me. I took the other end between my fingers, joining with his own and making a loose knot.

“With this cord I thee wed, and with all my worldly goods I thee endow: In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.”

The room erupted in unison with cheers and applause. His calloused palm cradled my cheek. Almost instinctively, I leaned into his touch. He stepped down from the altar, tugging me forward.

Rice landed in our hair as the group before us scattered handfuls. The man looked back at me, a wide grin on his face. He nodded toward the wide mahogany doors at the end of the aisle. I gripped the layers of tulle and lace around my hips, pulling my dress over my ankles and following behind him.

He pushed the doors open. The afternoon sunlight shined down on us as we rushed down the stairs. A stallion, adorned in handcrafted leather reigns, stood before us. I watched as my husband swung a leg over the horse before reaching out to me. The cord fell from our wrists, gasping, I gathered the cord, holding it tightly in my hand.

With a soft grunt he pulled me onto the horse. Heat rushed to my face as I marveled at his sheer strength. It didn’t show through his coat jacket, but I was sure he was hiding toned muscle underneath the layers of fabric.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning my body against his. The horse shoes clicked against the pavement as we rode off down the street. I rested my cheek against his wool coat, my gaze skimming across the rolling green hills.

“M’ ranch ‘s just o’er the hills.” He said.

Humming, I rested my chin on his shoulder, glancing at the dirt road ahead. We slowly approached a wooded area, thick canopies casting shadows on the path. He was still smiling, blue eyes fixated on the ground before us.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“John,” he said, glancing back at me over his broad shoulder. I nodded, repeating the syllable in my head. My husband John. John my betrothed. A biblical name.

I took in the way my arms effortlessly wrapped around his waist. The way my chest pressed against his back. How my cheek felt against his coat. For something as impersonal as an arraigned mairrage, it felt like two puzzle pieces slotting together.

He hummed a hymn under his breath as he tightened his grip on the reins. The horse whinnied, shaking its head as we turned down another path. I narrowed my eyes, looking at the pastures ahead.

Neatly painted fences stretched along the hillside. A heard of cows stood in the tall grass, tails wagging as they picked at the foliage below their feet. Further down the path was a small cottage, much more quaint than I’d expect from a man of his class. Sheep bleated, drawing my attention to the other pen. A lone herding dog sat beside the fence line, panting in the hot summer air.

He swung his leg back over the stallion, guiding the horse to the stables with his hand still firmly on the reign.

“C’mon, down ye go,” he gestured with his hand. I glanced at the ground beneath me, pursing my lips together. My mouth went dry, legs shaking as I attempted to dismount.

John laughed, chest heaving as the sound bellowed from his belly. My lips curled down into a frown, fists gripping my skirt tight. His fingers wrapped around my wrist, pulling me off the horse. I yelped, grabbing at his coat as he pulled me into his chest. My feet kicked in the air, only to meet the firm earth beneath me.

“Promise I’ll ne’er be rough wit ye ‘gain after tha’” he gave my hip a soft pat before letting go of my waist. “N’less ye ask me to.”

I glanced away, hiding the blush that surely rose to my cheeks. I watched in my peripherals as he led the stallion to the stables. The silver hardware clinked as he hung the reigns up on the wall.

He brushed the dust from his hands, turning on his heel to face me again. A crooked smile spread across his face as he took in my expression. He took a step forward, his hand resting on my hip.

“Dinnae tell me yer shy.” His palm fit so perfectly on my hip, fingers toying with the tulle beneath his grasp.

“I’m sorry.”

“Dinnae ‘polagize,” he shook his head, his plump lips pouting. “C’mon. Let’s get ya inside. Yer stiff as a board.” He stepped forward, tugging me into his side.

My heart quickened as the smell of his cologne wafted over my senses. Panicked thoughts wrapped around my mind. My mothers words echoed in my head. A warning of sorts.

I gripped the thick fabric of my skirt. Nausea pooled in my stomach. Was this supposed to hurt? Consummating the marriage? If this was really my duty as a spouse, why was I to be forced into it.

His house was modest for someone of his class. Fresh crops sat on the drying rack beside the sink. The table was neatly set with plaid placemats and delicately carved silverware. My gaze drifted across the dining room, to the room just ahead. The curtains were still drawn, the only light being a small oil lamp.

He led me inside. I watched in the mirror as he stood behind me, fingers toying with the laces of my corset. I stiffened as the boning began to loosen around my chest.

I sighed when his stubble brushed against my shoulder. His lips were chapped as they pressed soft kisses against my skin. His calloused palms skated up my sides, fiddling with the hooks at the front of the garment.

“Is this okay?” He asked, pulling apart the fabric.

“Is this going to hurt?” I asked, my lip quivering. The mahogany planks beneath our feet creaked as he circled me. He reached out, gently cradling my face in his hands. I draped my own over his wrists. His heated breath wafted over my skin.

“Promise I’ won’,” his cerulean eyes dipped to my parted lips. “I’ll make ye feel s’ good.”

I let my eyelids flutter closed, taking in the rich sandalwood scent of his cologne. The warmth of his palms seemed to melt into my skin. Each breath he exhaled I drew in, soaking in the faint trace of tobacco on his breath.

“D’ye trust me?” He asked. Pursing my lips together, I nodded.

He continued undoing the latches at the front of my corset, fingers skillfully toying with the hardware. With a soft thud, the fabric fell to the floor. I drew in a deep breath, my ribs painfully expanding for the first time in hours.

“I’d never make y’ wear one of ‘em bloody things.” He huffed, fiddling with the thick ribbon around my waist. I leaned into his chest, nuzzling my face into his dress shirt as he toyed with my skirt. The layers of tulle slid down my thighs, dropping to the floor.

I felt his fingers skid across the sleeve of my chemise. Pulling back, I grasped his wrist.

“I don’t know if I can…” the words failed to fall from my tongue. His fingers gently wrapped around my wrist. I watched as he pulled my hands to his chest. My fingertips brushed against his suit jacket. Taking the lead, I pinched the fabric between my fingers and eased it over his shoulders.

I could feel his toned muscles beneath the thin dress shirt. With every little movement, they shifted beneath my touch. I dragged my fingers down his collarbones until i reached the top button of his shirt. With shaky fingers, I pulled at the fabric, only for it to slip beneath my grasp. I drew in a breath, pinching the fabric with my nails.

A deep laugh bellowed from his chest. He draped his hands over mine, skillfully undoing the buttons. I took in every inch of bare skin. My fingertips traced along the dark curls that adorned his chest.

He was left in just his kilt and his shoes. Heat rushed to my face as a deep rosy blush settled on my cheeks. He took my hand in his, stepping back toward the bed.

The mattress squeaked underneath my weight as I sat on the edge of the bed. John sank to his knees before me, staring up at me through his thick eyelashes. With a soft clink he undid the buckles of my heels, gently pulling the leather off of my feet. He pressed a kiss to my calve, slowly traveling up to my thighs.

My stomach fluttered as he reached higher and higher, kissing over my hipbones and my stomach before reaching my neck. His thick rubber soles thudded as he kicked them from his feet.

Heat pooled in my core, growing hotter and hotter as he rolled his hips against my own. I could feel something stiff poking my thigh with every rut forward. A soft noise fell from my lips involuntarily. Furrowing my brows, I pursed my lips in a vain attempt to quiet my bubbling nerves.

His fingers dipped beneath my thin chemise, lifting the fabric up over my stomach. I whined as he pushed the fabric over my chest. His pupils dilated, turning his cerulean irises into a deep navy. I lifted my arms, pulling the bunched up fabric from my shoulders.

His fingertips dipped beneath the hem of my knickers. I gripped the duvet, glancing down at his hands. He slowly tugged the fabric over my hips and down my thighs. He let the fabric fall to the floor, palms soothing over my calves.

“Spread your legs f’ me,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to my knee. Propping myself up on my elbows, I obliged, slowly spreading my legs for my newly wedded husband.

He caught his bottom lip between his teeth, biting back a low groan. His palms skated up my inner thighs, pushing my knees even further apart. He leaned in, dragging his tongue up my core. I whined, pulling away from his face.

“John, what are you doing?” I asked, closing my legs.

“It’ll feel good, I promise,” he said, gently nudging my knees apart.

“It’s immodest,” I frowned.

“It’s what married people do, doll.” His gaze pierced through me, sparking alight my nerves. My heart pounded in my ears as he slowly leaned in once more. “Lay back f’ me,” he cooed.

His tongue licked a thick stripe up my core before curling around my clit. My eyelids fluttered closed, an unfiltered noise falling from my tongue. I reached out, carding my fingers through his curls, tugging gently at the locks.

Soft licks soon turned to messy open mouthed kisses. Saliva ran down my thighs, soaking into the duvet beneath me. He groaned against my skin, sparking jolts of pleasure up my spine.

My brows furrowed as I felt the intrusion of one of his fingers at my entrance. A dull aching ignited in my hips, growing as he pushed the digit inside of me. He sucked harshly on my clit, pulling my mind from the unfamiliar feeling of being stretched out.

I rutted my hips against his mouth as he slowly rocked his finger in and out of me. A stream of loud noises fell from my chest. Beads of sweat ran down my sternum as shallow breaths filled my lungs.

The pain of the intrusion soon melted into an even more unfamiliar sensation. My back arched off of the mattress, hips pushing against his face. He laughed, wrapping his lips around my clit. My thighs began to quiver as he sucked harshly.

I moaned as he pushed another digit inside of me. My cunt squelched around his fingers, my arousal running down his wrist. He didn’t relent for a moment, even when I squirmed underneath his touch. It was almost too much, and yet I couldn’t do anything but lay back and bask in the stimulation.

Pressure slowly built in my stomach. My muscles pulled tight, tensing further with every flick of his tongue.

“John- don’t stop, please!” I cried out, my voice breaking. Tears welled in my eyes, threatening to spill over. Pain sparked behind my eyes as they rolled to the back of my head. My lips parted in a slime my scream, drool spilling from the corner of my lips.

A wave of immense pressure surged through my body, pulling my limbs taut like the strings on a marionette. My toes curled, fingertips digging into the soft duvet. His name fell from my tongue, over and over, crescendoing into a scream. My cunt seized around his fingers, squeezing the digits tight.

He pulled away, blue eyes fixated on my fluttering cunt as he withdrew his sodden fingers. His face was glistening with my arousal. The mattress dipped as he kneeled on the edge of the bed. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to mine. I could taste myself on his lips, his tongue tainted with musk.

His belt fell to the floor with a clatter. Pulling away, he wrapped his fingers around the base of his cock, stroking himself slowly.

“Lay against the pillows, love.” He cooed. Drawing in a shaky breath, I pulled myself further up the mattress. My head met the plush pillows, the soft cotton cradling my neck. He moved to kneel between my legs, hands hooking beneath my knees.

Heat rushed to my face as he pushed my knees to my chest. I turned away, cheek pressing into the pillow beneath me.

“C’mon, look at me, doll,” he spoke softly. I squeezed my eyes shut, my fingertips digging into the cushions. Gently, he grasped my chin, turning my head to face him. His lips met mine once more in a soft kiss.

I groaned against his mouth when I felt the intrusion of his cock. He slowly nudged his hips forward, sinking inside of me. I pulled away from his lips, looking down at where our bodies met. My eyelids fluttered closed as I took in the feeling of his cock, every brush against my nerve endings, and the feeling of his head nuzzling against my cervix. His lips traveled down my neck, whispering soft praises against my skin.

His hips rocked against me, starting at a slow pace. He bottomed out with every thrust, thick curls at the base of his cock meeting my own. The feeling of him inside me pushed the air from my lungs. My stomach tensed, my skin growing hotter with every bit of stimulation.

I crossed my ankles behind his back, keeping him flush against me. Groaning in my ear, he grinded his cock into me, twitching inside of me.

The dull ache of his cock stretching me out soon melded into pleasure. I felt undeniably full, nearly bursting at the seams, and yet I needed more. Soft whines fell from my tongue. My fingers raked up his back, leaving behind angry red trails of raised skin.

“You feel so good,” he grunted, pistoning his hips into me.

“Faster- faster please,” I whimpered, hooking my arms around the back of his neck. I pulled him into my chest, holding him still against my beating heart. I could feel his breath, his chest rising and falling, feel the rumble of his voice, and his fluttering heart which matched the pace of my own.

“Oh god- I love you!” He sputtered, his hips snapping against mine. Loud, rhythmic clapping filled the room.

“I love you too, John!”

His noises slowly climbed in pitch, growing louder and louder. The force of his hips against mine was enough to shake the headboard, thudding harshly against the wall. He pressed sloppy, open mouthed kisses to my neck, brows furrowing as he drew closer and closer to his climax.

I bit down on my lip, swallowing back the onslaught of sounds that threatened to spill over. I drew in a shaky breath, my back arching off of the mattress. His lips ran down my neck, leaving a trail of spit that traveled to my chest. I grasped his dark curls, pulling gently as his lips wrapped around my nipple.

“I’m so close- please, please!” I cried. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks, sinking into the pillows below.

My muscles seized under his touch, my legs wrapping tightly around his waist. Static washed over my frame as my nerves pulsed. Tinnitus swelled in my ears, muffling the low groans that fell from his puffy lips. Warmth flooded my insides, spilling down my thighs.

I whined as he pulled out. The bed shifted as he moved to lay beside me. His warm palms soothed over my stomach, fingers splayed over my sticky skin. I turned to my side, tucking into the embrace of my betrothed. He hummed, combing his fingers through my tangled hair.

“D’ye mean it?” He asked. Lifting my head from his chest, I glanced up at the man before me. His deep blue eyes flicked across my face, brows knitting as he awaited my response.

“Mean what?” I brought my palm to his chest. I could feel his pounding heart beat beneath my touch. Quick, yet steady. A rhythm that could lull me to sleep.

“D’ye love me?” He pursed his lips into a thin line.

Leaning forward, I pressed a soft kiss to his lips, pulling back to see his expression soften. He sighed, tensed muscle softening under my touch.

“Course I do,” I cooed, “my husband.”

-

“My husbands such a bore.” One of the ladies frowned, stabbing her needle through the thick cotton fabric. “He wants another child, but I’m not sure if I can bare to have intercourse again.”

Glancing up from my messy stitch work, I locked eyes with the group of women before me.

“Just have him do the thing with his tongue. Hell, my husband begs for it. Insatiable thing.” I chuckled, tying off my last stitch.

Silence fell between us. I glanced up, my amusement stopping abruptly when I was met with confused glares.

“Do yours not…do that?”

Masterlist

[nohiketoosmall]

Ranking Plush Cobras 🐍

Part 1: ranking plush anacondas 🐍

"Cobra" is a little vaguer than anaconda, because "cobras" include a specific genus and the common names of a variety of snake species. As such, I'll give them more leeway in terms of color accuracy, but I think the shape of the hood will make or break these snake plushes.

Cobra Stuffed Animal by Wild Republic

Length: 54 in

11/10. I chose cobras after I found this guy because I love him, so much. Her cute little face. Their perfect little hood. They look like they're smiling. I can't see the back, but I think this is a creative interpretation of a monocled cobra, which can be striped. The spectacled cobra also has similar front-hood ornamentation, usually seem more "freckled" than "striped". I think this could pass for a creative interpretation of both. Unlike most snake plushies, the proportion of the head is much more accurate and in my opinion, cuter. Wild Republic really redeemed themselves from last time.

Cobra Snake Plush by Top Toy

1.5m

4/10, this guy certainly has the look of maybe a king cobra, and that chunky head shape so many retailers seem to use for snakes actually fits the cobra. But if I want a plush of a deadly snake I would prefer it have the :< expression of a cobra and the big, charming eyes. Also, king cobras should have round pupils.

Cobra Pillow Snake by Unknown (via whiteblackstore)

2.1m

8/10 This is one of the longer cobra plushes, and he has an excellent shape, very huggable, soft, and does look like he'd work as a pillow although I couldn't confirm whether there is wire in her body. I'll note that even the product photo seems to have a manufacturing defect in one eye. This cobra was found on several websites, but I couldn't find the manu. The cape cobra can be orange, so even that works!

Plush Cobra by Haihuiyuan (?) (via aliexpress)

Length unknown

10/10 considering the size and simplicity I actually really like these ones. They all look a little angry but extremely cute, which is what I want in a cobra stuffie. Not angry as in vicious but angry like you just walked in on them at a bad moment and they turned around in surprise. Again, the cobras have heads the same size as their body, which I think is great. There are no blue cobras (I think) but I will accept this inaccuracy for the sake of cuteness.

Cobra snake plush by iharttoys

1+ m

2/10. My partner described these as "muppet like" and I actually added a point of that because thats a cute concept, but I hate these. I despise cartoon animals with this much white in their eyes, but other than that I think the hood just looks awful, like terrible finds, and the scales look too fish-y because they're big. I wish more plushies had open mouths, though, but I would definitely put fangs in them if I did an open mouth.

Cobra Stuffed Animal by WildRepublic (2)

12in* *standing up, longer uncoiled.

6/10 This small cobra is like the platonic ideal of cobra plushes. Its fairly accurate in color, fairly accurate in shape, and uses simple patterns effectively. Its like an 8/10 for accuracy, but it just doesn't charm me as much as some of the others I've seen.

Realistic stuffed cobra by Aurora (via stuffedsafari on pinterest)

13in* *may be standing up, couldnt find confirmation, looks to be longer uncoiled

9/10 another excellent cobra plush. This is more perfect than I ever could have imagined. The material used looks to be textured with different textures on top and bottom. My only complaint with the toy is the hood should be connected a little lower to match the shape of the head. My other complaint is that I can't actually find this anywhere for sale- I think it was sold out but still appeared on the pinterest page for the online store.

Foilkins Cobra by WildRepublic (3)

54in

7/10 I really like the vibe of this guy. Definitely a more flashy variety, not really trying to be realistic with its gimmick of having shiny scales, but it has a cute shape. Could use a bigger hood, maybe. Adorable though.

Cuddlekins cobra by Wildrepublic (4 or 2b?)

12in* *probably longer uncoiled, unclear

7/10 I have no idea if this is real. This snake is present on the wildrepublic amazon page and I could find no other pictures of it. Here is the saga of what I found about it:

One US reviewer posted a photo (2022) of what they purchased and it was clearly the cobra reviewed in WR 2, which does not have the fancier materials. The WR website has the WR 2 snake as being $23 but the amazon listing lists WR 4 as $55. In fact, a UK reviewer on Amazon from 2023 posted that the snake was not shiny and in the photo it looks the same as WR 2. I do hope people aren't buying for $55 from amazon when it is only $22 on their website- assuming everyone is getting WR 2 instead of the above picture. I did check and confirm the prices for plushes are normally the same on amazon and their website. I also went ahead and reported this to amazon, although I have no idea whether they take action on things like this.

Stuffed cobra from Sunny Toy (via stuffedark)

62in

8/10 Now THIS is what I'm looking for when I see a snake with an open mouth. This guy is discontinued so I couldn't find many details but he appears to be a puppet. I love his little fangs and delightful expression. Definitely a shape > pattern and color design, but it works.

Stuffed cobra from Fiesta Toy (via stuffedark)

49in

10/10 I think this snake has excellent vibes and could be my friend. no notes.

Wild Eyes king cobra by Animal Planet

38in (?)

1/10 I despise this snake. Its so ugly. why would you do this to me.

In conclusion

There are way more cobras than anacondas, and I would say they're generally more charming. I think the hood makes the cobra plushes instantly recognizable, but it also seems to be the only thing that will convince designers to make a snake plushes head a reasonable size compared to its body. Most of the hoods do tend to be a bit fin-ish and the nicer ones have the hood taper down the body.

Cobras dont always have their hood up- they do so as a threat display- so I've been ruminating on the techniques one could use to make a fold-out hood without ruining the plushness of the toy. I have not been able to think up a good solution.

[dilvuc]

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

Elizabeth has to return early for unknown reasons with a fainted Grell. Whatever the hell happened, don't wanna know. [Y] on the other hand decided to stay for dinner. He was also left with a bump on the head after trying to get freaky with Sebastian. At least the dinner is ready. Ciel sweatdropped, “...Did you hit your head or something?”

“Something heavy fell on top of my head. Doesn't hurt much~” [Y] chuckled, scratching the back of head as Sebastian walked in the dining room. The taller male made a request, “Say, you wouldn't mind if I could give a request.”

“A request? And what's that?” Ciel questioned just as Sebastian poured him tea. The taller male patted his child on the head, “Watch Nova for three days while I go on a business trip?”

“Eh? Me? Why?” The earl's eyes widened. “Couldn't you ask Lizzy?!”

“Nova couldn't handle her very well, she nearly gave him more anxiety. You wouldn't want to imagine what happens when she sees cute things?” [Y] questioned. Ciel shuddered at the thought of it, knowing what the male meant, “Fair point…I’ll watch over him since he's a quiet child.”

“Wonderful! Please forgive me for putting him under your care. I'll repay you back for your help.” [Y] beamed before turning to Nova with a bright smile, “You hear that, Nova? Phantomhive will watch over you. It'll take three days. I promise to bring you new toys and books that you like.”

“Thank you, Ciel-nii.” Nova thanked the earl in a polite manner. Sebastian held back his chuckle as Ciel turned red, “I told you not to call me that!”

“Look like this child taken liking to you~” Sebastian teased.

“Silence!”

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It was time for [Y] to head home. Nova fell asleep after eating dinner. Ciel demanded Sebastian to take the [h] haired earl home by carriage which is a perfect opportunity for the lovers to have more time together.

“I will escort you home safely, Sire [L].” Sebastian smiled. Secretly happy to be able to have more time with his beloved human. The raven haired male then rode the [L] home. As they were on their way to the [L] manor, Sebastian began a conversation.

“A three day business trip. Did something happen at the factory?” Sebastian asked.

“There had been manufacturing or perhaps something else…” [Y] responded while stroking a sleeping Nova’s hair. “I don't know what happened, but I'm sorry that something unfortunate is happening again.”

“Again…? Did something happen while you were there?” The butler questioned, concerned that something might happen to his husband. The male answered, “Just a few scars and lost a leg when it got stuck into a machine.”

“...!” Sebastian flinched. “Are you alright?”

“Don't worry. I was given a leg to help me walk again.” [Y] chuckled. “I've never thought a demon like yourself would care so much.”

“I suggest you stop joking around…” Sebastian pouted. “You're gonna give me a heart attack, you know?”

“You're a demon. You wouldn't have one.” the taller male teased. He got a point. Sebastian couldn't argue with that. The carriage arrived at the manor. The butler opened the door to let the older earl and son out of the carriage. Sebastian smiled, “Have a goodnight, [Y]. See you tonight.”

“...Since you're here, why don't we do it now?” [Y] asked, grabbing Sebastian by the wrist with his free hand. Sebastian blinked owlishly at the male, “Are you sure you don't want to do it later? Master might—”

“Don't worry. When I put Nova to bed, we can get started.” The taller male told the butler in black before leading Sebastian in the manor. [Y] told the butler to wait in his room. Sebastian knows his way in the manor, which means he knows where [Y]’s room is. The raven haired butler seated on the soft, queen-sized bed, waiting for his husband to arrive.

“...The room still looks the same as I remember…” Sebastian mumbled to himself as he looked around the room. He then noticed a photo of himself resting on the nightstand, causing him to chuckle, “He must've missed me a lot…”

The butler perked up when he heard a click from the door. He looks up to see his tall and handsome husband. Sebastian seductively smirks, “Well…? Aren't you gonna strip?”

“I can strip you first~” [Y] purred as he took off his tailcoat and walked over to Sebastian. “Are you ready?”

“You're impatient…” Sebastian chuckled.

“I want to experience it with you for the first time. What if your master demands you to do something sus?” [Y] questioned, laying Sebastian down on his back. The butler deadpanned, “Master is 13, he wouldn't do that.”

[Y] stared at Sebastian with a jealous gaze, “You always used your whore technique to charm others. What if you do that when you're mine?”

“W-whore…?” Sebastian sweatdropped before pulling the taller male’s cheeks, “Don't call me that. And let's get started already, if you don't want someone to be my first.”

“Whatever…” [Y] pouted before leaning towards the butler's neck, “I'll make you satisfied tonight.”

“I'm sure you could— Ngh.” Sebastian cut himself off with a moan when the taller male nom on his neck. How can he forget that this man has sharp teeth? Like how the hell can a human have that?

“Surely it wouldn't hurt, right…?” [Y] teased against Sebastian's neck as he slowly intertwined his fingers with the butler. “You're a demon. I'm sure it wouldn't hurt.”

“S…silence. Don't waste your time talking. Master is waiting for me.” Sebastian scolds the male. [Y] chuckled, “Shall I get to it now?”

“Just hurry…”

“Alright~”

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“You went overboard…” Sebastian sighed after getting dressed. There's so many bites and bruises on him. For someone who WAS a previously virgin, [Y] sure do know how to get rough. [Y] chuckled, “Say that to someone who nearly peels the skin off my back. Your screams were so unlike you.”

“I just hope I'll be able to walk. I wouldn't want master to notice.” The butler said as he stood up from the bed, only to wobble back on the bed. “Ah. You really went too rough.”

“Good luck hiding it.” The taller male smirked.

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The butler in black returns back to the manor. Ciel was waiting for him at the study, looking annoyed, “You're late. It's already past my bedtime.”

“Apologies, master. I had to stop on the way when the horses were acting up.” Sebastian lied. He was ordered not to lie, but he wouldn't want his master to know about the experience he had with his husband.

“...Of course one of them was probably upset about their apples this morning. I just probably forgot to feed them.” Oh thank god, he fell for it. Ciel sighed, “I should've just gone to bed then just waited.”

“If you were to go to bed alone, then you wouldn't get ready for bed yourself.” Sebastian teased.

“Enough teasing! And get me ready for bed!” Ciel scolded the butler. Sebastian chuckled, “Understood~”

𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬

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[bluepoodle7]

#AnimalPlanet #2014AnimalPlanetSqueakyZerbraDogToy #DogToy #ZerbraPlush #ZebraDogToyPlush #DogToyPlushies #Plushies #PlushPals

This is a 2014 Animal Planet Squeaky Zebra Dog Toy Plush and it was pretty cute.

The 2014 Animal Planet Squeaky Zebra Dog Toy Plush is in great used condition but this dog toy may have wear, lint, wear on the eyes, and strings loose. .

The 2014 Animal Planet Squeaky Zebra Dog Toy Plush does have a tush tag but not a hang tag and I didn't have the original packing that came with this plush.

The 2014 Animal Planet Squeaky Zebra Dog Toy Plush is 9 inches from the top of the nose on the head to the butt and 11 inches from the top of the head to the foot.

The front of the tush tag says Please note this item is for Pet use ONLY.  ©2014 DCL. ©2014 MerchSource,LLC. The back of the tush tag says ALL NEW MATERIAL. 100% POLYESTER-EXCLUSIVE OF DECORATION FILLED WITH POLYESTER FIBERS. Certification is made by the manufacturer that the materials in this article are described in accordance with law. Made in China.

This dog toy plush was soft but felt like it had stuffing inside like normal stuffed animals and the squeaker inside felt oval to circle in shape when I felt it.

This plush was soft and looks well made for a dog toy plush.

This plush can kind of wear the toy glasses but needs to be positioned in a certain way so glasses won't fall off the plush's face.

This is a very cute and unique 2014 Animal Planet Squeaky Zebra Dog Toy Plush that I sold.

[loufor]

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[suprmemotor]

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Sustainability isn’t just about materials—it’s also about how long a product lasts. Opt for high-quality items that can be reused, passed down, or repurposed. For example, cloth diapers may have a higher upfront cost but are reusable and far more eco-friendly than disposable diapers. Likewise, choosing a convertible crib or adjustable high chair can reduce waste in the long run.

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Eco-friendly parenting isn’t just about what you buy—it’s also about how much you buy. It can be tempting to get every new gadget or product on the market, but babies truly need only a few essentials. Focus on quality over quantity. This not only saves money but reduces waste and clutter.

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[terronindia]

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[thirstymaart]

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How to Find The Best Soft Toys Manufacturer in India?

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Top Baby Toy Manufacturers: Safe, Durable & Fun Toys for Infants

When it comes to choosing the best toys for infants, safety, durability, and entertainment value are the top priorities for parents. The right toys not only keep babies engaged but also contribute to their cognitive and motor skill development. That’s why selecting products from top baby toy manufacturers is essential. These brands focus on using child-safe materials, ergonomic designs, and age-appropriate features to ensure that playtime is both fun and beneficial. In this article, we will explore some of the most reliable toy manufacturers known for their high-quality baby products.

What Makes a Great Baby Toy Manufacturer?

A leading toy manufacturer must prioritize three key aspects:

1. Safety Standards

Toys should be made from non-toxic, BPA-free materials and meet global safety regulations.

2. Durability

Babies love to explore by chewing, throwing, and pulling their toys. Hence, they should be designed to withstand rough handling.

3. Developmental Benefits

Toys should promote sensory development, hand-eye coordination, and problem-solving skills.

Now, let’s take a look at some of the top baby toy manufacturers that consistently deliver on these aspects.

1. Fisher-Price

Fisher-Price is one of the most renowned toy manufacturers in the world. With a history spanning nearly a century, the brand is known for creating innovative and safe toys for babies and toddlers. From musical play gyms to learning walkers, Fisher-Price ensures that every toy is designed with child development in mind. Their products undergo rigorous safety testing, making them a trusted choice for parents.

2. Melissa & Doug

Melissa & Doug specializes in high-quality wooden and educational toys. They focus on providing hands-on, screen-free play experiences that foster creativity and learning. Their infant toy collection includes soft plush toys, stackers, and interactive sound puzzles. Their dedication to sustainability and safety makes them a favorite among parents looking for eco-friendly baby toys...Readmore

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How to Choose the Best Baby Walker: A Complete Guide

A baby walker is a popular tool that helps little ones explore their surroundings while developing motor skills. However, with so many options available, choosing the best one can be overwhelming. To ensure safety, comfort, and durability, it's essential to consider key features before making a purchase. In this guide, we'll walk you through everything you need to know about selecting the best baby walker for your child.

1. Safety First

Safety should be your top priority when choosing a baby walker. Look for features such as:

A wide, sturdy base to prevent tipping over.

Safety brakes or anti-slip pads to prevent falls.

Certified safety standards (such as ASTM or JPMA certification).

2. Adjustable Height

Babies grow quickly, so choosing a baby walker with adjustable height settings will ensure that your little one remains comfortable and properly supported as they develop. A good walker should allow your child’s feet to touch the ground easily.

3. Comfort & Support

A well-padded seat with a comfortable backrest is essential for extended use. Ensure that the material is soft, breathable, and easy to clean, as babies can be messy while exploring in their baby walker.

4. Wheel Design & Mobility

The best baby walker should have smooth-rolling wheels that allow easy movement across different surfaces. Swivel wheels in the front enhance maneuverability, while sturdy rear wheels provide stability.

5. Engaging Activity Tray

Many baby walkers come with built-in activity trays featuring toys, lights, and sounds to keep your child engaged. Choose one with detachable trays to allow space for snacks and easy cleaning.

6. Foldability & Storage

If you have limited space, opt for a baby walker that folds easily for convenient storage and travel. A compact, lightweight design is ideal for families on the go.

7. Weight Limit & Age Recommendation

Check the weight limit and recommended age range before purchasing a baby walker. Most walkers are designed for babies between 6-18 months, but it's always best to follow manufacturer guidelines to ensure proper use.

8. Budget & Brand Reputation

Investing in a high-quality baby walker from a trusted brand ensures durability and safety. Read customer reviews and compare features to find the best option within your budget.

Conclusion

Choosing the best baby walker requires careful consideration of safety, comfort, and functionality. By selecting a walker with essential features like a sturdy frame, adjustable height, and engaging activities, you can help your baby enjoy a fun and safe walking experience. Always supervise your child while using a baby walker, and ensure that it is used on a flat, safe surface.

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