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HATE SEX WITH GETO PLEASE 😭😭🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

contains: fem reader, spanking, choking, manhandling, hate fucking, rough sex, dirty talk, cheating, spanking, bathroom sex, angst w/ no comfort, proceed with caution :3

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Just thinking about hate sex with ex-boyfriend Geto. You received a video from an unknown number a couple months ago of your boyfriend at the club, big arms slung around two pretty girls as one ground on him under the flashing lights and blaring music of the club. The video was short, but it was all you needed to see. You forwarded the video to Geto, captioned with the words, "fuck you."

The night he went out he told you he was having a guy's night out with Gojo, so imagine your surprise when you woke up to him acting like a whore in public. You still did never find out who sent you that video. Geto spent days blowing up your phone, using your mutual friends to try and talk to you, even going as far to show up to your house, but you rejected all of his advances.

After about a month and a half, when things had calmed down and it was evident to the both of you that your relationship was well over, you finally started going out again. The reason it took you so long? The two of you were in the same friend group. There's a reason they say to date outside of your circle, for situations exactly like this.

Your big debut back into your circle of friends was a night out clubbing. Gojo, Shoko, Utahime, and Nanami were sitting on the plush cushions around you. The only reason you agreed to go out with them tonight was because Shoko had promised Geto wouldn't be there, saying he was stuck at work. Truthfully though, Shoko had missed you so much in the group outings, that she would've found a way to drag you out of the house even if Geto was going to be there.

"This is nice, I'll admit. I missed you guys." You said, working on your second cocktail of the night. Drinks always tasted better when Gojo paid. "Awww~ I don't know how you went so long without seeing me, honestly~" Gojo teased, ruffling your hair in the process. You swatted his hand away, fixing your hair while you shot him a nasty side-eye. "Us, he meant US." Utahime corrected, placing her hand on your knee while also shooting daggers at Gojo.

Gojo stuck out his tongue at Utahime, crossing his legs as he leaned back into the cushions, his arms spreading out behind you and Nanami on the top of the couch. "It's true though, it's nice having you here," Nanami added a light blush dusting on his face from how many drinks he had already downed; he must not have work tomorrow. "Thank you Nanami." you smiled at him before leaning back, crossing your legs over one another, your short black dress riding up your thighs slightly in the process.

"I've been so pent up all month, this feels so good." You giggled, tipping your head over as you directed your words to the girls. "Yeah? I know how you can feel even better." Shoko smirked, sipping on her straight vodka. Utahime smiled giddily, leaning her body forward in interest as she also waited for Shoko to speak. "Blondie over there at the bar has been eyeing you up since we got here, go talk to him." She nudged, wiggling her eyebrows at you.

You have been wound up in more ways than one since you and Geto had broken up. He always dicked you down so good, you would miss that. Who knows though, maybe blondie with the nice jawline and pretty face would give you good pipe in the bathroom. You eye him up, biting your lip as you dragged your eyes over his sturdy frame, only noticing he had been watching you oogle him like a slab of meat the whole time when you went to rake your eyes over his handsome face. He smiled, his dimples showing themselves as they dug into his cheeks, fuck he was hot. This was the perfect guy to use to get over Geto, screw that cheater.

"Oh shitt~ Look at them eye fucking each other~ Haha!" Gojo laughed, sipping on his sweet, non-alcoholic, bright pink drink. You turned your head to smirk at Gojo before you placed your hand on his shoulder and used it to push yourself off the seat. "You're really going for it?" Shoko asked incredulously, giggling behind your hand as you smoothed out your dress. "Why not? I'm horny and single, and a hot man is looking at me like I'm the hottest woman he's ever laid eyes on." You said, smiling down at your friends.

"That's because you are," Shoko added, grabbing your thigh for leverage she spun you around to face the man behind you sitting on the barstools, waiting for you to approach him. "I would be jealous If I liked men, he's a cutie." She laughed to Utahime as she watched you take a deep breath and walk off toward the man.

You walked through the club with confidence, a heartbeat already forming behind your panties as you got closer and closer, watching the way he eyed up your body as you walked. "Friends talked some sense into you, huh?" The man spoke when you got within ear shot. You took the seat next to him, plopping down on the barstool you spun the seat around to face him, your legs slotting together with one another as you placed your heel-clad feet on the bottom of his barstool.

His eyes darted down to your legs, watching you insert yourself into his space with confidence. "Too shy to come up to me yourself?" You asked, placing your hand on his knee as you rubbed circles against his pants, making him swallow the lump in his throat, feeling the heat rise to his face with how bold you were being. "You kidding? Those guys you're with are fucking repellent. Didn't know if you were with one of them or not." He laughed, taking a sip of his drink to ease his nerves.

"But you were watching me anyways?" You teased, keeping your eyes locked onto his. He took in a deep breath, pressing his lips together as before he spoke. "You have no idea what you look like, huh?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at you. "Who wouldn't be able to resist looking at someone like you?" His words sent shivers down your spine, you needed to get him in a bathroom stall with you hours ago. As the two of you continued flirting with one another, eyefucking each other as you sipped on your respective drinks, someone unexpected entered the club.

"Heyy." Geto's voice echoed into your friend's ears. The dark-haired man was half up, half down in his signature bun, one hand tucked into his pocket while his other was held up in front of him, waving to his friends. "Hey troublemaker~" Gojo smiled largely. Shoko groaned along with Utahime. "Thought you couldn't make it?" Nanami asked as he slid in next to him on the couch, spreading his long legs out on the cushions as he took Nanami's drink from him, taking a gulp.

"Got off early, thought I might come by." He responded, laughing when a drunk Nanami snatched his drink back from Geto, muttering to order his own drink. "Come by my ass, you work on the other side of town." Shoko laughed incredulously, adding that you were not going to be very happy. "She's here?" Geto asked, his demeanor immediately perking up. Shoko looked to Utahime knowingly before she looked back to Geto, hissing air in through her teeth.

"Yes cheater~ Of course she's here, and she's about to score by the looks of it." Shoko laughed, making Gojo whistle as he dragged his gaze to you, watching you pull your head back from the whispering something in the mans ear before his lips moved, head moving in tandem as you slid off of the barstool, taking his larger hand in his as you dragged him away from the seat, making him place his drink down on the bar top, abandoning it as you dragged him away to the bathroom.

Geto had just watched the entire scene unfold in front of him that the rest of them had seen. Of course, Geto had come here for you. Shoko was right, he worked almost half an hour away from the club, he was exhausted from work but when he saw you say in the group chat you were going to be here, he knew he had to make a detour. He knew he fucked up when he lied to you about going to the club, but truthfully he had done nothing more than let a couple girls fawn over him, grinding on him while they peppered kisses on his cheeks, never coming close to his mouth.

He still loved you, of course, he did, but you had been adamant about not seeing him at all for almost two months. He hadn't really given up, he would never give up on trying to get you back, he just figured maybe a little break and letting you calm down would lead you back to him. Clearly, he was wrong as he watched you maneuver your way through the crowd, dragging some man you met five minutes prior away to fuck, looking good as all hell.

He grits his teeth, pressing his feet firmly on the floor Geto was on the move in a heartbeat, no one could stop him. "Oh look what you did." Nanami huffed, looking at Shoko. "She's gonna be fucking pissed you know." Shoko's jaw was on the floor. She severely underestimated the amount of balls Suguru Geto had. "How the fuck was I supposed to know he was gonna go chase after her???" She said, looking at him with an expression that almost resembled horror, making Gojo laugh his ass off between them.

Once you made it to the secluded corner of the club just outside the bathrooms, you spun your body around, wrapping your arms around the man. "You wanna fuck me?" You whispered into his ear, feeling his large hands wrap around your waist, his knee sliding between your legs. He groaned at your words, staring between your lips and your pretty eyes as you bit your lip at him, "Fuck yeah, pretty girl." He smiled, shaking his head as he leaned in for a kiss.

You closed your eyes, waiting for a sensation against your lips that never came. Your eyes shot open when he yelled out an exasperated "Hey! What the fuck!" His lips loosened on your waist as he was dragged away from you by a strong grip on his hair. "Geto?!" You yelled, spinning your body to look at him, your body heating up with rage combined with the neglect of pleasure. "Who the fuck are you?!" The blond-haired man yelled, trying to grip Geto's wrist to make him release the hold he had on his hair.

"Her boyfriend." He deadpanned, throwing him in the direction of the club as he reached his hand over your head, pushing the door open behind you, forcing you into the small bathroom with his large frame, leaving you no time to refute. "I didn't know man, fuck!" The man's voice was cut off as the bathroom door shut behind the two of you, Geto's hand coming down to lock the door, leaving you alone in the personal bathroom.

"What the fuck are you doing?" You asked, shoving his chest back, Geto not even moving a muscle as his jaw muscles bulged out under the weight of his clenching teeth, his dark eyes watching you fume. "What the fuck were you doing?" Geto responded, walking toward you slowly, making you step back unconsciously, trying to keep some distance between the two of you. "Why is that any of your fucking business?" You spat, almost laughing at his audacity.

"We never officially broke up." Geto retorted, clenching his fists by his sides. "Oh! Oho!" You laughed, "Excuse me, allow me to make it official for you, we are fucking done." You dug your nail into his chest, squinting your eyes as you looked into his, your tall heels making you feel more confident as your height difference wasn't as dramatic now. "Thought I made it pretty fucking clear when I didn't respond to you for almost two months, but you always were pretty dense." You huffed, backing away from him once you got your point across.

"Were you just trying to get even with me? Huh? Thought fucking some random guy in the club like a slut would make you feel better about yourself?" He yelled, continuing to walk toward you until your back hit the wall, making you jolt, you hadn't even realized you were walking backward. "The fuck did you call me?" You asked, scrunching your eyebrows together. "You're such a fucking hypocrite, acting like that wasn't exactly what you did to me." You laughed again. You felt like you were going crazy, why was he acting like you were the one in the wrong here?

"I never fucked them! Never! Maybe if you answered my fucking calls or looked at my texts you would know that!" He shouted, getting in your face. You shook your head, looking at him with disdain. "Oh, because letting girls dry hump you is so much fucking better, right?" You yelled back, the ghost of a smile gracing your features, you were so done with him.

"God you really are the worst." You spat, your eyes shooting daggers into his own. "How the fuck are you gonna make up for scaring that guy off, huh?" You asked, tilting your head at him, making his eyes lock onto yours once more. Geto cocked his head at you, clearly uncomfortable with you mentioning the blonde stranger, knowing damn well you meant you were going to fuck him, and now you were left dry.

You scoffed, "What? Don't like the thought of me getting off on someone else's cock? Moaning someone else's name? Huh? That shit make you mad?" You got in his face, keeping your squinted eyes on his dark ones. Geto doesn't know what came over him, but he couldn't stand to hear you talk anymore. His lips were on yours, swallowing your surprised moans, immediately slipping his tongue into your mouth, crushing his jaw into yours, your head bumping into the wall behind you.

You were still mad as hell, but his lips felt so familiar, your arousal crept up through the cracks of your irritation and made you kiss him back harder, fighting him for dominance. His hand came to grab your throat, squeezing harshly, his fingers digging into your delicate skin, making you whine into the kiss. He was never this rough with you, and you were loving it.

He pulled back, his free hand coming down to undo his belt quickly, pulling the leather through the loops as he threw it somewhere on the floor of the filthy bathroom floor, "Don't you ever talk about someone else fucking you in front of me." He growled, squeezing your throat to emphasize his words, You smiled through the lack of oxygen, little black dots clouding your vision, but you still felt the need to fight back. "Fuck you." You whispered.

Geto spun you around in one swift movement, making you face the wall, your hands coming to brace against the brick as you felt him lift your skirt over the curve of your ass, your panties being roughly yanked down midway on your thighs. Everything was happening so quickly, the adrenaline pumping through your veins only fueling your arousal. You knew this was not a good idea, but your body was too weak to Geto.

Geto shook his head as his eyes came into contact with your dripping pussy. He bit his lip between his teeth, pulling his cock out through his pants as he gave himself a couple rough strokes, his hand sliding down to your ass as he rubbed his thumb through your folds, spreading them and rubbing your wetness around before he dipped the digit into your hole, slowly pumping in and out. He was absolutely fuming at the thought of you giving this to someone else, he wondered if you had in the time you haven't been talking.

"You this wet from that fucking loser, or from me yelling at you?" Geto asked, pulling his thumb back to leave a rough smirk on your ass, pushing his hips forward as he rubbed his tip along your folds, getting his cock slick with your juices. "You're so full of yourself, shoulda seen the way he was touching me under the table." You giggled, turning your head to the side to look at him. You kept your words vague on purpose to piss Geto off. He had been touching you under the table, but only your thigh.

"You fucking slut." Geto grit through his teeth, his hand coming to grip the back of your neck, his fingers pinching your skin with how hard he was gripping you. "And you still wanna fuck me." You laughed, the noise getting cut short when he pushed his cock into you all at once with zero warning, keeping his balls pressed to your ass as he let his cock throb inside your walls still, his back pressing agaisnt your chest as he leaned into your ear, his deep voice whispering, "That's enough out of you." His voice alone was enough to send shivers down your spine.

"Fuck!" you yelled when he pulled his hips back before he bullied his cock back into your unprepped walls, stretching you open as he meanly fucked you against the wall. "Shit- Think he could fuck you better than me? Huh?" Geto asked, leaning back as he pressed the back of your neck into the wall, his other hand holding under your hip as he held you in an arch, the pace of his hips making your knees squeeze together, bending slightly at the stimulation.

You brought one of your hands down between your thighs to rub little circles into your clit, your eyes crossing at the feeling. Geto must have felt how tight you got because he groaned through his teeth, his hand leaving your hip for a moment to come down to leave a harsh smack on your ass. "Fuck- I don't know, heh- If you didn't interrupt me I w-would've found out. He shook his head, smiling through the malice he felt coursing through his veins. "You're such a fucking brat." Smack, "Just sayin' that shit to get me worked up so I'll fuck you like the whore you are."

You wanted to hit him back every time he slapped your ass. Sure, it felt good, but you knew he was trying to put you in your place, so the action made a vein pop out on your forehead. You were so glad he couldn't see your face right now. Your words might've been sharp and snarky, but your face was flushed red and your eyes were rolling back in your head every time his fat cock thrust right against your sweet spot deep inside you, the one only he could reach. "I-I hate you-" You moaned out between his mean thrusts.

You heard him coo in response, his hand leaning the back of your neck so he could grip your waist with both hands and yank you back on his cock harder, fucking whines from your lips. "Don't talk to me like that baby, hurts my feelings~" Geto retorted, his jaw dropping in a small o when you rubbed your clit harder at his words, making your hole clench around him so tightly it felt like you were trying to milk him of all he was worth.

"Would you really be squeezing me this tight if you hated me? Hmm?" He teased, practically slamming your ass back on his pelvis, loud squelching noises bouncing off the walls. Thank god you were in this loud-ass club or everyone would know exactly what was going on, not like you really cared. "Shut up and fuck m-me." You responded curtly, closing your eyes as you tried to focus on reaching your high, timing your finger rubbing circles against your clit with his thrusts inside you.

"That's what I'm doing, dumb s-slut." Geto groaned, dropping his gaze to where the two of you were connected, feeling a warmth in his stomach bloom at the white ring of cum that had formed around the base of his dick. "Godd pussy is fucking milking me- you cant survive without me, need me- need this dick." Geto spoke between rough thrusts, his own words working himself up as he felt his high creep over him.

You grit your teeth at his words, moans spilling from your lips without your permission. He was fucking the shit out of you, you don't think he's ever been so rough before. His words, his hips, his hands, all of it, so fucking rough, and it was quickly working you up to your orgasm. You were too overwhelmed, tears started forming in your eyes with all of the stimulation and emotion you were feeling. He was hammering into your g-spot, making your legs shake uncontrollably.

"God- fuck- Gonna make me cum inside my pussy, my fucking pussy-" Geto babbled, shaking his head as he tried to get a peek at your face, noticing how you had bitten your lip between your teeth, tears streaming down your face. "Fuck, you crying? Feels that good?" He laughed. You didn't want him to know how good you were feeling, didn't want him to know his words were true; you couldn't live without him or his dick. His cock alone was literally fucking tears out of your eyes, it was so intense.

"Not gonna speak huh? Fine, stay quiet then." Your ex-boyfriend huffed, looking down at your pussy stretched around his girth as he fucked himself to his orgasm, you close behind him. "Shit- shit I'm coming- take it baby fu-ck~" Geto groaned, leaning over your back, burring his face into your neck. You felt his teeth dig into your neck when you felt the first rope of his warm seed shoot inside you, making your orgasm crash over you.

The two of you rode your highs out together, Geto's hips weakly and unceremoniously thrusting into your sopping cunt, working you through your orgasms. Geto jerked against your body, his strong hands wrapping around your torso as he kept you pressed against him, unloading his cum into your abused pussy. You whimpered into the wall, feeling his teeth leave your neck when he started coming down from his high, his face keeping its place in your neck.

The two of you stayed quiet for a while, relishing in the silence save for the dull booming of the club music echoing through the walls of the bathroom. Geto's hands were petting the skin of your hips, and for just a moment, you let yourself think everything was okay, losing yourself in the feeling; until he spoke. "I am sorry you know. So fucking sorry." He whispered into your neck, not daring to move.

You heaved out a sigh, pushing his arms off of you. You reached behind you and pushed his pelvis back, wincing in overstimulation when his softened cock slid out of your walls, his cum chasing after him, making your face scrunch at the uncomfortable feeling. "That wasn't what this was." You responded coldly. Bending down you pulled your panties up, keeping his cum snug inside you.

You turned around to watch him open your mouth, to which you held your hand up, stopping him; amazed when he actually listened. You pushed past him, bumping his shoulder in the process. Without another word, you unlocked the bathroom door and on shaky legs, left the small room and out into the nightclub to find Shoko and Utahime and get the hell out of there. Geto sighed deeply, tipping his head back as he stared at the ceiling before he closed his eyes, feeling the remorse wash over him, "fuck."

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secret tattoo (vol. 3)

lando norris

tags: smut/pwp, secret relationship, tattoos, assistant!reader, kitchen sex, implied dom!reader,

max edition // charles edition // lewis edition // toto edition

"she must have secrets somewhere. no one is that innocent. not even like a facebook profile or something....." lando trailed off while him and oscar eyed you while you were speaking to zak.

you were lando's new assistant, around his age with everything to the t. every box checked, perfect to keep mclaren's wonder in check. the issue was that lando had a keen eye. and he knew there was something, some secret that you were hiding.

curiosity got both drivers and a deep dive into your internet footprint turned up nothing. it wasn't that you had a lack of presence on it, it was just there was nothing to show. not even a drunken night at a club or an unsavory joke on twitter.

"maybe she's just that good." oscar shrugged, "perfect for this line of work." he turned to you, "i think maybe you're just assuming things, mate."

lando remained unconvinced. it wasn't until saw you after the summer break, usually your windbreaker while on the track covered your neck. but a shorter haircut plus the lack of the jacket combined to expose your dirty little secret.

you had a tattoo.

tattoos were no scandals. everyone and their mother had a tattoo nowadays. but the knowledge that you had one made sparks light off in lando's brain. it was so normal, but to lando it seemed so scandalous.

a little tattoo of a checkered flag. wasn't that sweet. it was so sweet that it made lando a little harder in his jeans when he saw it. he wanted to trace his fingers across it, kiss at it. watch you grow weak in the knees.

maybe it built onto the crush that lando harboured for you since the two of you met before the season. when you reached out and said, "lovely to meet you, mister norris. i hope we can work well together." then flashed him a smile that made something in his soul met.

you made him melt in ways that made him more willing to listen to his lovely assistant. zak once remarked that you trained him well. which you simply replied, "well mister brown, if lando is made is iron. then i'm made of steel."

so no wonder when you two ended up in a relationship. it was on your terms. lando was more than happy to put the trust in your hands. after all, you made sure that he got from point a to point b. you kept on a better leash than anyone else at mclaren could do.

but lando still wanted to kiss that tattoo so badly.

"hey, angel." he said as he came up behind you. he wrapped his strong arms around you and kissed the side of your neck. he asked, "i didn't know you had a tattoo?"

you chuckled, "i've told you i was always a fan of racing. so of course i'd end up with a tattoo of it." you rested against him, "i also have another one."

he replied, "and i thought that you were the innocent one."

you snorted a laugh as you flipped the pancakes in the pan, "oh please. unlike you, lando, i didn't have photos taken of me of every moment of every day. not everything needed photographic evidence."

"ah, well. i'd love to see you drunk at a club." lando remarked with his lips near the back of your neck, "now where's this other tattoo?"

"maybe after breakfast you can find out." you replied as you got the next pancake onto the plate. but lando was impatient with that sort of things. and he leaned over you to turn off the stove. and when you tried to swat him away with the spatula. you ended up over the counter top next to the stove. you could feel the heat of the appliance near by.

"mmm, aw, c'mon, beautiful. show it to me now. i wanna know all your dirty secrets." his voice was seductive. and while you held the reigns, lando know how to curl his hand in them as well. he leaned over you, his clothed hard on rubbed against your clothed behind, "i bet it's a tramp stamp. awww, dirty girl."

you moaned with your flushed face against the counter. damn lando norris, damn him. you replied, "it's not a tramp stamp. i've never been that drunk. it's on my bicep." and yelped when he got your shirt off over your head. his hand instantly touched your right bicep.

"aw, well isn't this a cute little tattoo.. a little cow."

you replied, "maybe you should get a matching one." you shuddered and let out a soft noise when lando's hands reached to the waistband of your sweatpants.

lando kissed the inked skin and replied, "no, no. i think you should get another. lucky number four." he chuckled, "that would be very cute. maybe my intials right up against your collarbone." his voice tinged with affection and sexual want.

to see his girlfriend/assistant with his number and initials across his skin was an arousing thought.

you chuckled against the granite counter top, "mmm, you know more girls ask for a ring, right? a little less permanent than a tattoo."

lando dropped your sweatpants and panties to your ankles and spread your legs a little further. he grabbed at his hard cock in his own pants and replied, "that's why i want you to get it. after all, i consider your my number one fan."

you rolled your eyes, "just a fan, huh?" and when you tried to move away from the counter, he placed a broad hand at the middle of your shoulders and pressed you back onto the counter. you moaned a little.

"but you're so much more than that, babe. you're the light of my life. the keeper of my secrets. you're my lover and so much more." he pulled his sweatpants and briefs under his cock. he stroked it a few times at the sight of your pussy and smiled to himself, "you're everything and so much more."

"and yet you want to taint my skin, mister norris?" you replied before you chuckled. your back arched a little when lando pressed himself into you.

"mm, i want to taint all of you." he held onto your hips, "make you all might. head to toe. body and soul." he kissed the center of your back where you were still in your bra. you felt the shudder of pleasure course through you as he fucked you up against the counter.

"you sound like a possessive man, lando." you looked over your shoulder and winked at him, "maybe you could have my name on you. so no one gets the wrong idea."

lando beamed at you for a moment, "well of course, everyone should know the woman who keeps me in line. made me a good boy." he rocked against you a little faster and you rested your head back against the counter.

you blushed a little more. his words really made your stomach clench. you felt really amazing under him. he knew how to fuck you so good, he knew how to make your stomach twist in the best way possible. there was something about lando. despite the trouble he could and had caused you, you yearned for him. something so deep. it felt like it was in your soul.

"you're everything to me. in more ways than one. i'm so lucky to have you, beautiful." he moved against you. he leaned forward once more and kissed the back of your neck where the tattoo was.

the sensation of his lips against a ticklish part of you made you tense up. your cunt clenched around his cock and he groaned at the feeling. which only spurred him on to kiss your tattoo more. to hear your sweet moans as he continued to fuck you with a heat in his gut.

while you usually didn't have sex in the kitchen. but lando couldn't help himself with you. there was something about you that just pulled him in. he loved the feeling of you in his arms.

he knew from the moment you met, that he'd want to be in your life for a long while. you held onto the edge of the counter while he rutted up against you. you moaned against the cool counter top, your hot breath warmed the area of the counter you were up against.

you could feel your sweaty body hot against the counter while he fucked you with an intensity that it radiated through your body. your thoughts were full of your lover while he moved. the two of you in the quiet kitchen of your apartment.

you were supposed to start the morning with some breakfast. pancakes for you to share, but it was hard to do that when lando had you up against the counter with his cock snug inside of you. but you could barely resist your lover on the track or when he was giving you puppy dog eyes when you scolded him for forgetting to reply to an email or was late for a meeting. so all bets were off when you two were alone.

his continued to kiss at the back of your neck and you held onto the counter top even tighter. he could feel the excitement in his chest, which caused it to clench. he panted heavily against you. he even kicked under the tattoo, where you were still ticklish and it made you tense up even more.

lando could only imagine how loud you got when you got the tattoo. he kissed your shoulders and continued to rut against you. his thrusts were short and fast, but the mounting pleasure made you feel the heat in your core.

"i can think of some other tattoos for you, beautiful." he said, "you look good with a bit of ink on your skin. turns me on even more." he chuckled as he kissed at you more.

"i can't believe you didn't know that i had another one."

he chuckled as he held onto you tighter, "never looking at your arms when i'm making you feel good." he said as he kissed your neck, which made you feel even more turned on.

"well aren't you a romantic." you moaned as you felt the pleasure hit its peak. you held onto the counter tightly as you arched your back a little bit and climaxed around his cock. your noises were short and your breathing was heavy. your heart was racing and you cursed under your breath.

this spurred lando on. he continued to fuck you and you made such sweet noises as he moved himself against you. he could feel the tension in his legs and the jelly in his knees. for even as someone as strong as him, it was hard for him to fuck while standing up. but, if you were able to climax. then he was going to get his.

his pace didn't stagger, only quicken. he felt the thrum of excitement in his chest as he moved. he kissed your back once more. with a few more thrusts, he pushed himself up inside of you. and finished inside of you. he groaned and said, "you're my girl." as he came.

he slowed to a stop and he kissed your cheek with a deep affection. you giggled a little. when he pulled out and got his cock back into his sweatpants, you still laid against the counter for a moment.

you exhaled deeply before you said, "you better help me finish the pancakes." before you reached for your bottoms. if he was going to give you mind blowing orgasms. he could at the very least help make breakfast.

there wasn't much affair when it happened. after a successful weekend in silverstone. you walked up to meet lando. he noticed a bandage behind your ear. it wouldn't be until you got to your next location that you'd show lando what was under the bandage

it was small, mostly covered by your hair. but lando say it as clear as day. the lucky number four, inked onto your soft skin. <3

the checkered flag tattoo

the cow tattoo

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sheaabuttaababyy · 22 days ago

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Mamas boy - JU

Josh x Nina

Fluff, Just sum short and cute

The backyard was alive with laughter and music. Smoke from the the grill as juicy ribs sizzled, kids running around playing, and folding chairs everyone. Uncles loud cracking jokes, solo cups in their hands as aunties fanned themselves as they gossiped.

In the center of it all, under the wide shade of a palm tree stood Nina, dressed in a black body con dress and a matching head wrap, her golden earrings and necklaces, shining against her glowing brown skin. In her arms resting comfortably on her hip was her and Josh’s 2 year-old son Kairo, who refused to be put down for more than 3 minutes.

"Mama I stay wif you" Kairo mumbled sleepily, wrapping his little arms tighter around her neck and snuggling his soft cheek against her collar bone.

"I know baby," Nina cooed, smoothing a hand over his curls. "You got the whole backyard to play in with your cousins, but you wanna stay with mama huh?"

Kai nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He was a mamas boy and was proud of it.

Nina smiled, bouncing him gently while chatting with Trinity and one of Josh’s cousins, who were laughing about how attached Kairo was. "Girl, that little boy has not left your side the minute y’all got here." Trinity giggled.

On cue her husband, Josh strolled over in his black tank top and matching shorts, his chain shining bright. A smile on his face that always made Nina melt no matter how long they’ve been together. A plate of ribs as he leaned in and kissed her cheek slow and sweet.

"You looked so good from all the way there, I had to come see what’s up girl" he murmured against her skin then looked at Kairo. "Damn. You mind if I get some love too, champ?"

Kairos eyes were narrowed. Suspicious. Annoyed. Possessive.

Josh leaned In again, this time aiming for Nina’s lips.

"Mwah," he exaggerated, laying a big loud kiss on her mouth, cupping her cheek with his free hand like they were the only two people in the world. "Mhm, is that cherry?" He said with a grin.

Kairo scowled.

"MY mama!" He announced loudly, pointing a finger at Jeys face. Then with furry of a betrayed toddler, he used his other hand to push his daddy’s chest, who didn’t even budge. "Go!"

"Oooohh, we jealous now?" Josh laughed, setting his plate down on a side table, moving closer. "I can’t love on my wife now?"

Kairo turned his whole body sideways, trying to block his mama from her own husband, boy chubby arms spread out in defence. "No kiss! MY mama!"

"Awww, he serious!" Trinity cracked up from her seat, recording the moment on her phone. "Y’all look at him guarding Nina."

Nina was wheezing from laughter, holding her son as he dramatically tried to put space between her and his daddy. "Kai Kai, you betta stop before your daddy does something silly—"

"Oh nah, I’m finna show out now" Josh smirked stepping forward.

He leaned in again, pressing another kiss Nina’s cheek— then one on her forehead, and another right between her collar bone and shoulder.

Kairo lost it.

He flailed his little arms at Josh, trying to push him away with his tiny toddler strength, face scrunched and real betrayal. "Nooooo!! Noo daddy!! My mama!!"

"Boy, you tryna fight me?" Josh teased dodging the baby’s hand swing with dramatic theatrics. "You gonna hit me cause I’m lovin on my girl? Huh? You mad cause she was mine first!?"

He kissed her again, causing her to giggle against his lips, as he smacked his lips dramatically. "Mwah! What you gon do, little man?"

Kai gasped and smacked his tiny palm against Josh’s shoulder with all the toddler fury he could muster. "Stop"

Nina was laughing so hard she almost dropped him. "Okay enough Josh, leave him alone! He’s gonna start crying for real!" Watching Kai’s little pout.

"Nah, nah it’s war now" Josh said grabbing Nina’s waist from behind, chin on her shoulder. "I’m staking my claim"

Kissing her again, just to push his sons buttons.

Kairo squirmed and yelled. "MY MOMMY!" Before he pulled Nina’s face down with his chubby hands, placing a big wet kiss on her lips. Then turned to his dad and glared at Josh.

Trinity and Jon who walked over to watch were doubled over, with tears in their eyes.

"Oh he petty, petty" Trinity howled.

"He showed yo ass Uce" Jon laughed out.

Josh wiped his imaginary tears. "Alright, I see how it is. My own son done turned on me"

"He loves his mommy babe, what can I say?" Nina giggled, cuddling Kai close, kissing his chubby cheek, as he smiled in Josh’s direction, like he proved his point.

Josh pursed his lips out, nodding his head. "Aight Kairo. Bet. You win today. But tonight when you in bed, best believe I’m gettin all the kisses."

Kai squinted back before waving his dad off.

Then to assert dominance, he threw his arms around his moms neck, leaning into her chest with a satisfied smile, eyes lazily open still on his dad.

"My mommy" he mumbled with a sleepy sigh.

Josh threw his hands up and backed away laughing. "Alright! Im done! I can’t win against a two year-old with dimples. Y’all got it"

As Nina laughed and kissed her baby’s head, Kairo nestled into her neck, eyes closed a little smug smile on his face. Josh kissed his sons forehead before walking away to grab his plate, shaking his head and muttering. "Man, I used to be her baby…"

"Still are!" Nina called after him, sending him a wink.

Josh turned back, that smile tugging at his lips again. "Yeah…I just gotta fight for my spot now"

🏷 @charmed-dreamssss @usoinked @mselenalovebug @theusotwinzcom @bloodlineslut @trippinsorrows @catxo @whowrotethenote @uceyliyahh @adoreesun @christinabae @mjonthetrack @4milly @punksyeet

#Jey uso #jey uso fanfiction #Jey uso x black oc #jey uso x black reader #black oc #black reader #Jey uso fanfic #jey uso x reader

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v-eee · 1 month ago

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── we ride (jungkook x you)

new neighbor offer you a ride.

You always knew Jeon Jungkook was popular. In the office, he was like a walking magnet—wherever he went, people followed. You, on the other hand, preferred peace. No noisy gossip, no lunch table drama.

Jeon Jungkook. The legendary staff member of the marketing department.

Handsome? Check. Smart? Check. Smile that could make people faint? Double check.

Every female staff member practically worshiped him. They’d follow him around, giggle at everything he said, and somehow always find an excuse to be near him.

You? Nope. Not happening.

You hated crowds. And wherever Jungkook was, a crowd was sure to follow.

So, for your own peace, you avoided him.

If he entered the break room, you left. If he walked down the hallway, you turned the other way. If he called for a meeting, you sat in the farthest seat possible.

. . .

At first, Jungkook didn’t notice. He was too busy with work—and with handling the unofficial fan club around him. But after a while, something became clear: there was one employee who never tried to talk to him.

One person never looked his way. No accidental coffee spills. No giggles. No “Hi Jungkook~” Nothing.

In fact, she always avoided him.

At first, he thought it was a coincidence. But then he tested it.

Break room? She left the second he entered. Elevator? She saw him coming and took the stairs. Meeting? She sat as far away as possible, practically merging with the wall.

…Was she allergic to him?

This was new.

. . .

You were already late. Your Mini Cooper had the audacity to die just as you were backing out of the driveway. You tried everything—turning the key harder, whispering sweet threats—but the car just wheezed and gave up.

“Come onnn...” you muttered, kicking the tire.

“Need a lift?”

You froze.

That voice. That familiar voice. No way.

You turned slowly—and there he was. Jeon Jungkook.

Black leather jacket. Helmet under his arm. And the biggest, shiniest motorbike you'd ever seen.

You blinked. “You live here?”

Jungkook chuckled. You hadn’t asked who he was—so clearly, you knew. You just never talked to him at the office. “Just moved in. Two doors down. Small world, huh?”

You gave him a small smile before turning back to your phone to book a taxi.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, watching how hard you were trying to avoid him.

“I can give you a ride. Come on, we work at the same place.”

You looked at his face… then stared at the bike like it had fangs. You hated motorcycles—ever since that accident you had as a kid with your dad. “Absolutely not. That thing looks like it eats people for breakfast.”

“It’s just a Harley, not a T-Rex,” he grinned. “You’ll be fine. Promise.”

You were about to refuse when your phone buzzed.

Meeting in 30. Don’t be late! —Mr. Park

You groaned.

“Fine,” you said through gritted teeth. “But seriously—drive carefully. I have a meeting with Mr. Park in 30 minutes. If I die—”

“I’ll carry your ghost to the meeting,” he said with a grin. “Let’s go.”

Two minutes on the bike…

“Too fast! You said slow!!!” you yelled, clinging to his waist like your life depended on it.

“We’re literally going 30!” he laughed over the engine.

“I can still feel wind on my soul!”

He laughed so hard the bike wobbled a little.

. . .

You made him drop you off two blocks away from the office.

You got off the bike, legs shaking, hair completely wild. You looked like Bambi on ice.

“You good? Why here? Our office is just over there,” he asked, handing you your bag.

You glared. “Do you want me to die? I’ll get unalived if the other girls see me riding your bike.”

Jungkook chuckled. Now he understood why you always avoided him.

“Aw, don’t say that... I bet they can’t catch you. You’re a pro at avoiding people,” he teased, smirking.

Your ears burned. He knew you’d been avoiding him all these years.

You quickly said thank you and walked away without responding to him.

“Awww...but I’m glad we’re bonding now!” Jungkook called out teasingly.

You kept walking.

But your cheeks were warm… and your heart was doing something weird.

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queenpiranhadon · 9 months ago

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HII you commented on my post :’) 🎀

can I request pro hero bakugou x pro hero reader where reader usually pick up their kid(s) from daycare alone since BK is busy and usually gets home late:( and that kinda made their kid(s) upset and ignore their dad at home and cry really loud in front of reader secretly. So like reader came up with an idea to surprise the kid(s) and told BK to change his schedule or else reader will whoop his ass. So like the next day BK and reader went to daycare together and instead of reader standing behind the glass door it’s BK and that made their kid(s) go crazy and jumpy 🥺 thank you 💗

Idk I was watching this reel and got a lil inspired ~ https://www.instagram.com/jaxon.trevor/reel/CsTuZLUofpg/?igsh=MTNuZHY3ZDEwMnNoZA==

A/N: HIII SORRY THIS TOOK ME A WHILE AHAHAH BUT I LOVED WRITING THIS IT WAS SO CUTEEE Here's the masterlist!

Warning(s): Mild cursing, f!reader, your kids love you, pre-established relationship (you two are married), you have twins, Katsuki loves you, just fluffy fluff with like the mildest angst if you squint really hard.

Pairing(s): Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

•─────•°•❀•°•──── ᴅᴀʏᴄᴀʀᴇ ────•°•☁︎•°•────•

It's late. You were in the kitchen, cleaning up from dinner, as your husband finally relaxes in your shared bedroom after a long patrol. It was always like this, Katsuki getting home late, and you were left to take care of your two children in the meantime.

You didn't blame him, of course, you knew how hard he worked, given that he was the number 2 pro hero and with that came a lot of responsibilities. You yourself were number 5, which meant you also had a lot of missions, but thankfully since you ran your own agency, you could manage your schedules easier to be able to pick up your kids from daycare every day.

However, your twins, Kasumi and Akio, weren't as understanding as you were when it came to your husband's attendance at home.

You understood their pain, but tried to keep an open mind for the sake of your family. However, after a two month long mission that Katsuki was sent on, he had consequently missed your birthday, something that might've upset you slightly, but you didn't think it was a big deal.

The twins, however did. They were furious at this point, sobbing as they clung onto your shirt, snot and tears soaking the fabric, but you didn't mind, rubbing their backs comfortingly. You thought it was sweet, how much they cared, but they little voice in the back of your head agreed with them, if only a little. Katsuki was never at home anymore, and to be honest, you missed him.

When he came back, you welcomed him with open arms, but the twins had just peaked their heads out of their rooms before retreating back, as if this was a normal occurrence.

You sigh, and look back at Katsuki, who had a heartbroken expression on his face.

Grabbing his hand, you lead him to your shared bedroom, squeezing his hand softly and getting ready for bed.

Katsuki gets changed but only sits on the bed, and you lie down next to him.

"What's on your mind, love?"

He grunts and looks away, conflicted before looking back at you.

"Do...do the twins hate me?" he mutters, and you frown softly.

"No...they don't hate you Kats, they just...wish you were around more."

Your husband frowns, and you can see the guilt swimming in the depths of his vermillion eyes.

"Maybe you can pick them up from daycare tomorrow?" You suggest, as Katsuki still hasn't said a word.

Katsuki frowns. "But my schedule-"

"Katsuki Bakugou if you do not pick up your children from school tomorrow then I'm sleeping on the couch for a month." You retort back before he can finish.

Your husband's eyes widen, realizing that you've got him stuck. If it really came down to it, he would gladly sleep on the couch if you wanted him to - but you knew he loved you too much to subject you to the same fate.

"Damn it, fine. Don't you dare threaten me like that again, woman." he grumbles and you smile up at him victoriously.

"Awww you love me." you coo, and you kiss his arm softly before tugging him gently to join you under the covers.

Katsuki watches you drift away to sleep, cheek half smushed against his bare chest and he can't help the dorky smile that stretched across his face.

He loved you so, so much. More than you would ever know.

Encircling his strong arms around you, he hold you close, making a mental note to take you out for a nice date tomorrow as well, before drifting off to sleep as well.

When he wakes, you're gone, with a note on the fridge that says that you left to drop the kids off and that you'd be back after work. He chuckles, and decides to clean up the house in the meantime.

He can't remember the last time he had a day off, it felt weird, to be honest. He felt restless, and so he did everything and anything to keep himself occupied while taking a majority of the burden you had off your shoulders.

Once the house was clean, he rifled through your closet, picking out the sundress he loved - accentuating your curves while the color brought out everything he loved about you, which was well, everything.

When you return home, Katsuki's getting changed into some nice clothes, surprising you as he tells you to go shower and get ready while he picks up the kids.

You're most definitely surprised, wondering where all of this is coming from, but you can't say you're upset about him, giggling softly and deciding to play along, feeling your heart warm as you hear the car door shut.

Katsuki parks the car in the parking lot, and approaches the building, giddy but slightly nervous at the same time. What if the kids still hated him? Would he be able to make things better?

However all his worried disappeared the moment he saw his kids' overjoyed faces at seeing him.

Their eyes brighten and they scream excitedly, bolting towards him with speed that was almost inhuman, tackling him and almost knocking him down.

"DADDY!!!!!" Kasumi squealing, leaping up and attaching herself to his leg.

Akio looks up at him, agape. "You-you're actually here?!"

Katsuki chuckles and ruffles his son's hair lovingly."Yeah, I am, bud. M'sorry I couldn't pick ya up sooner...Ya know how hero work is."

The kids nod, hugging him tightly as his hefts them up to sit on either of his hips.

"C'mon you two. We're gonna go surprise yer mama when he get home, got it? We'll take out her somewhere nice."

The twins look at each other micheviously and nod vigorously. "Daddy's in looooove" they sing, giggling uncontrollably.

Katsuki chuckles and can't help but feel his heart flutter at the thought of you.

"Yeah, Daddy's in love all right."

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ghostieyanyan · 10 months ago

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If it’s not too triggering for you, can I have Yandere Savanaclaw, Deuce and Silver with Yuu who lived in an abusive household in their home world? Their siblings and parents are straight up physically and verbally abusive that Yuu clings onto the Yandere of their choice for support?

~Abused!Mc~

Yan!Leona x Abused!Mc

Yan!Ruggie x Abused!Mc

Yan!Jack x Abused!Mc

Yan!Deuce x Abused!Mc

Yan!Silver x Abused!Mc

since there's a lot of characters for this one, each fanfic might be a little shorter than usual. i hope that's okay~

Warnings: Abused, Scars are mention, fighting, hinting kidnapping?,

~~~

Leona

Whether you've told him about your past or not. he knew something was up with you.

the way you let everyone walk all over you, to the students who had the guts to pick on you and actively cause you trouble. which Leona took care of them and the next time you see them, they had cuts and bruises all over... to the harmless request when you've already had so much on your plate...

to say it irritated him was an understatement, the next time he say you. you were doing some errands in the garden, where he was napping. behind some bushes and trees, he grabbed your arm, making you lose all the items you were holding, knocking you on the ground beside him.

Leona, as quick, cuddled up to you and used you as his pillow. Struggling was useless, and don't event think about persuading the lazy lion.

After that day, Leona will find you (If you try to run or hide from him, expect a bunch of Savannaclaw students to hunt you down.) and use you as his personal pillow.

If you ask him about it, he'll just say, in a sweet tone. (As sweet as Leona can without it sounding fake.) That he's just looking out for you~

"Everyone keeps using you... They have hands and feet, they could do it themselves... you need rest."

He just really enjoy taking you from everyone else and watching their faces become annoyed? what are they gonna do? confront him..? When he's done, you'll be at his beck and call~

~~~

Ruggie

Ruggie will 100% make you feel guilty on telling him no.

He was walking past you and your little group, when you're friends were fighting for your leftovers. While they were busy, he snuck up to you asking if you would give them to him~?

"Leona has me running everywhere for him, I haven't had time to get lunch for myself~"

He totally had eaten... but you didn't know that. When you agreed to give him your food, he leaps up and says, "you're my hero, perfect~! I would have been a goner without you~"

The next time, Leona just asked him to do something for him during his lunch break. That's where you come in.

"Hey Perfect! Could you help me with something~?"

This time you were busy and you needed to run some papers to Crewel, who was on the other side of the school...

"O-oh... That's okay... mph... i guess I'll have to skip this lunch break again.."

He made sure to tuck in his ears and tail to add for effects. before he could "wobble up" you quickly stopped him and told him that you'd help.

"Awww really? Thank you, Perfect~ I'd be lost without you~"

He made sure to give you a cute little smile while twitching his ears. he knew you loved his round ears and little tail~

Did he feel any guilty for doing these tricks on you? No that much. But he did think it was super cute on how gullible you can be sometimes~

~~~

Jack

Jack found out about your history by accident. You were changing after one of Grim's failed potions in Crewel's class. You rushed back to your dorm while Grim was scolded by Crewel and Jack was just on his way to return your stuff from that class.

He promised he knocked, but when he thought you said enter, he walked in on you changing! Your back was turned, until you heard the door open and spun around to find Jack. Jack's face was a mix of horror and red from embarrassment. He quickly shut the door and rushed down stairs, to cool off and to give you some space.

Once Jack sat on the couch to think, remembering you body and your scared expression. were you scared of someone peaking on you or where you scared of... something... no. someone else..? Who hurt you..? why do you have so many scars..? Some of those scars...You couldn't have done that yourself...

It took about half and hour for him to be back on to his normal self, as normal as you can be when you're worried for someone... It also took you the same amount of time to calm yourself and to explain to Jack about what happened.

when you told him your story, you watched his face the entire time. his face told you that he was listen to everything but from his ears and tail you could tell his not happy...

After you finish, some tears shed, he hugged you and swear that he'll protect you from anyone and everything.

Deep down in his heart, he knew he has to make you see that you cant return back to your world. Even if you have "good things" in your world, he doesnt want to risk it.

So he made a vow for himself, he'll make you see that he could protect you and you could only live a better life... with him.

~~~

Deuce

Deuce likes you a lot. You were the first person to like him for him. You didn't make fun of his short comings. You didn't mind his history. You are just so sweet and he just wants to protect you forever!

He found out about some NRC student picking on you for some of the scars you have, he say red.

He momentary blacked out but what he remember was that he looks at you and you were curled into a back, covering your ears, eyes tightly shut, and you were talking to yourself..?

The next thing he knew it, the teacher came and took him off the students.

He's getting punished with the other students for fighting, he got an ear full from the teachers and from his housewarden. But despite everything, the only thing that was running through his mind was, why did you react like that..?

He remember from back in his delinquent phase that everyone, either ran away or just stand in horror..? But you just sat there like... like a kid that-

Mid-Riddle scolding him, he ran out of Heartlabsyul and ran to Ramshackle Dorm to check on you.

When you greeted Deuce, worried on why he ran to your dorm, he grabs you into a hug and was repeating sorry's for scaring you and making you relive hurtful memories...

You sigh, sat him down, and explain your past. saying 'yes, what happened was stressful but he was friend and you knew he had good intentions'

He hugged you again and made a mental note on not taking care of people like those bullies in front of you next time...

~~~

Silver

He always noticed you hanging out with Sebek, which he appreciated and Malleus and Lilia only has good things to say about you too, which was nice.

He kinda wished he had more interactions with you but with being in different classes, different grades, different activities, plus his habit of sleeping. He can understand why you two don't interact.

But luckily for him, fate had other plans.

Silver had a sleeping spell when he was on a bench at school while everyone was in class. You were running an errand for Crowley so you were outside of class with some not so light boxes, then you ran into him.

When he opened his eyes, there you were gently shaking him awake, asking if he's okay. He thought it was sweet that you asked if he need you to walk him to the nurse.

Instead of heading straight to class, he asked if he could help you?

You were against it at right but with Silver adorable sleepy face, you did have the heart to say no.

While he was helping you, you two talked and shared stories about Malleus, Lilia, and Sebek. Maybe Silver is a little gullible, but he thought you were magicless? How did you place a charm spell on him without a wand? or an incantation?

After helping and continuing classes until the school day was over, Silver went to Lilia to ask him if the magicless human can preform spells?

Lilia had to take a few minutes to explain to his son that he's just fallen in love.

"Say Silver, if you want to charm them back~ This is what you should do~"

Too bad for for you, Lilia gave him his "dating advice" which are very much illegal now.... different time and all...

~~~

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tannedalien · 2 years ago

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I'VE GOT A SCENARIO, ok so I saw the Monty doing Roxanne with reader being jealous and got a thought. Reader is dating Monty but cheats on reader with Roxanne. They cry to Bonnie for comfort cuz he's sweet bunny but little does the reader know his idea so comfort is something else 👀. Monty catches them and is fumming cuz he knows Bonnie's been pinning for reader the whole time. Bunny boi looking at Monty while pounding reader like whatcha done do? 👀🐇👀

your prayers have been answered my sweet in this, reader calls bonnie thumper as a nickname. I will STAND WITH THAT HEAD CANON UNTIL I DIE.

GLAMROCK BONNIE x READER

tw: NSFW THEMES, cheating, mentions of panties for the feminine ppl, not read over it just finished it off this morning, mentions of vaginal parts

every day was getting more and more exhausting for you. Your pay check is slipping, your sink was leaking and your relationship was fading.

you would find yourself getting upset and just breaking down, the first person at your side would always be bonnie.

he would always hear to what you had to say, he gave great advice and if you need to cry in his embrace, hes happy to be there for you.

"its gonna be okay superstar, I promise" he held you and stroked your hair as you quietly sobbed into his bowling shirt.

"I-its not... hes going to leave me.. I-.. I just don't know what to do"

you knew deep down it was for the better. all monty ever did was insult you and ignore you. NOTHING about him screamed "caring" in any way.

"but... it'll be for the best." you stuttered, wiping your tears from your face.

you patted Bonnies leg and gave him a little smile, indicating it was time for you to finish on your check-ups with the other glamrocks. god how he loves that smile.

before you pulled the door he grabbed your waist from behind and hugged you.

"just one more before you leave, im gonna miss ya'" he said whilst resting his head into the dip of your neck.

"Awww, thumper. c'mere"

the large thump of the elevator hitting the floor woke you up from your thoughts. remembering you have to finish off the last of the glamrock checkups and then your free to roam around for a bit until opening.

your first stop was freddy;

freddy noticed your tear stained face and questioned you about it but after you said it was nothing, he didn't want to push you into telling him. so he stayed quiet until you finished.

"alright! all done. you seem to be operating fine."

you gave the brown bear a smile, closing his stomach hatch.

"I best be on my way now".

and with that, you made your way to Roxy's greenroom but to your surprise, she wasn't there.

"that's strange... maybe she's in her raceway. ill check it later"

you grabbed your tools and headed to your gators greenroom.

you where absolutely terrified, why wouldn't you be? he has a short temper and isn't really fond of you DESPITE you being his significant other.

as you where about to place your fist onto his door, you heard something.

"fuckkk..roxyy"

you heard grunts and several slurs mumbling all coming from monty's room.

you felt dread bubbling in the pit of your stomach.

without hesitation, you slammed the door open to reveal a heartbreaking scene.

"what. the. fuck" you dropped your bags to the floor and stood in shock.

"ah- shit babe! its not what it looks like!"

monty tried to cover Roxy whilst trying to put his pants back on, knocking over a few objects thrown across his room.

"oh so you weren't just balls fucking deep in Roxy then huh?! do you think im a fucking idiot?!" you frantically waved your arms around, your head raging at the thought of your best friend FUCKING your boyfriend.

"no I-"

"so this is why you where so distant from me. you where screwing around with her!" you cut him off.

monty was silent. he knew you where right and you could see it on his face

Roxanne stood up and moved towards you

"im sorry y/n-"

"I don't want to hear anything from you."

and with that you slammed the door shut, walking back to the elevator you came from. you where too distracted to go check on Chica or the others. you had one destination you where gonna go to and that was it.

you felt your anger slowly melt into sadness and the aching in your chest started to become more apparent. tears started to run down your face.

"shit.."

bonnie was sat on foxy's stage, head in his hands and dying of boredom.

"why didn't I just tell her, kiss her.. or DO ANYTHING! god she's gonna get played by that dick-"

"b-bonnie.."

his head instantly turned.

"o-oh my sweet thing, what happened?"

he quickly ran to your side, putting your head in his hands.

"monty he...he.. I think he grew fonder to Roxanne.."

bonnie gave you a sad look, cupping your cheek in his hand.

"aw darlin'... im sorry you had to see that"

his hands ran down to your waist, pulling you into his chest.

"its going to be alright, love"

you wiped you tears and sat down, putting you head into your hands. Bonnie lifted your face up to meet him, giving you a soft smirk.

"I can treat you better than he ever could, y'know?"

your eyes never left his, getting lost in the sight that was in front of you. you felt your insides bubbling in excitement.

you knew there was always something there between you two but you always thought it was a misunderstanding. but now you realise that hes always been the one there for you, always been the one to keep you company on lonely night shifts, always been the one to understand and listen to you, hes always been the one.

"do you want me to treat you better?" his hands slowly slid up your thighs, rubbing the inside of your legs.

"y-yes..please" you stuttered, you heart was beating so fast. you couldn't actually believe this was happening.

"atta' girl" he said with a soft melodic tone.

NSFW UNDER THE LINEEE

bonnie's hands started to wonder all over you whilst he kissed your neck, touching all of your sensitive parts.

he was a bit hesitant a first but the noises you made encouraged him to feel more.

His hands tugged at the waist line of your pants, eagerly wanting to see the beauty between your legs.

"you sure you want this sweetheart?" he gave you a look of concern, making sure that this was the right moment for you.

"I am positive my little thumper, you're too sweet"

his foot pounded lightly in the floor from the little nickname you gave him. he felt as if he was under your spell, no matter what, all he could think about was you.

he pulled your pants off, revealing the laced panties you wore.

his hand glided over the heat between your legs, feeling your wetness and admiring the state that you where in. the state he caused you to be in.

"my, my baby. you look so adorable" he purred, his head going closer to your lower regions

"and you're all mine"

he pulled you panties off, staring down your dripping mess between your legs. his hands caressed your inner thighs, making your heat throb in anticipation.

even in such a desperate situation, he still made you feel special. it still made your stomach bubble butterflies.

"please just fuck me bon... I need you"

That lit something in him. Within seconds he’s picking you up and placing you on top of his lap, kissing your shoulders whilst his hands roamed the bottom half of your body.

You’re body was warm, soft, his hands gave you such a euphoric feeling. You knew in that moment that he’s what you want, your face grew redder and your heart beat increased.

You felt him slowly lift up your body as you felt something poking at your puffy core. A few whimpers left your mouth as you felt him enter inside of you.

“Fuckk, hon…”

His voice sounded so melodic, filling your stomach with butterflies, making you feel as if you’re a teenager again with a high school crush.

Your head naturally fell onto Bonnies shoulder as he started to bounce you up and down on his cock. He was slow and passionate. Not rough or mean like Monty was.

Your hands wrapped around him as your mouth opened, letting out the sweetest of noises, sending him over the edge, he was loving every second of it and you could tell.

“..’feels so good Bon..”

He smiled, he loved hearing you, especially like this.

“I know sweets, let Bonnie take care of ya’”

And with that, you’re riding up and down on him, filling your senses with a euphoric pleasure as he fucked you right to the edge.

By this point your legs had started to shake, you was clearly close and he wanted to get you to finish, all he wanted was for you to feel good.

His hands move as he moves one of them to your lower back and the other one straight to your puffy clit. As soon as his fingers made contact, your head flung back as the overwhelming feeling whipped straight to your core.

“O-oh my goddd… Bon..’mgonna cum..”

You mumbled as your body grew limp.

“That’s it clover, feel good on me, please”

And with that, you both felt your gummy walls tighten around him. Your body heaved as your clenched your fists and screamed for him, gifting him a small smirk on his face.

He pulled you off of him, not caring that he hadn’t finished, more of that he needed to take care of you. Pulling you into his chest, he moved a strand of hair from your face. You smiled at him. God. He loved that smile.

“God.. be mine hon, please”.

Sorry for the fact that it was rushed, its 3:56 and I’m tryna get all my drafts finished and I know y’all are back on the FNAF band waggon again so why not throw a few out there for you guys, love ya <3

Also please give me more requests, I’ve got no inspiration 😭

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dameronspector · 1 month ago

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Like father, like daughter

Pairing: Dad!Sam Wilson x Mom!Fem!Reader

Summary: Your and Sam’s daughter wore her tiny heart on her sleeve. Just like her father.

Warnings: Sweet Fluff, your daughter cries because she’s the sweetest empathetic baby. She has a name that will suit both her western and ethnic backgrounds because I’m south asian and I will NOT give my child a basic western name.

After weeks of being away from home, Sam finally got some time off to be with you and your daughter, Aisha.

One of the biggest cons of being Captain America would always be the separation from you and Aisha. And it took definitely a toll on all three of you. So today, the three of you decided to just stay at home and lounge around. Aisha was sitting on her tiny chair by the coffee table and was intently focused on colouring, meanwhile you and Sam cuddled on the couch and watched one of the football games.

You were aimlessly scrolling through your phone during an ad break and that’s when you stumbled upon a TikTok.

“Sam, look at this”, you lean against his shoulder and show him the TikTok. Sam turned his head to look at your phone before wrapping his arm around you.

It was a video of a mom, dad and their daughter. They had put paper towels in front of themselves and they asked their daughter to lift them. When she lifted the towels, she saw that only her and and her dad got the candy but not the mom. She immediately looked over to her mom and said, “Mommy…you don’t have candy?”, her lip quivering. She took her own candy and gave it to her mom, her eyes teary. “Here mommy…we share..”, say said while putting her candy in her mom’s hands.

“Awww, that’s so cute! What a good baby!”, Sam said happily as the video ended.

“Right? You know what I’m thinking…we should try this with Aisha”, you said softly so as to not disturb Aisha and grinned.

“Aw babe, if I see our princess cry like that imma be a mess, you know that!”, Sam groaned quietly, while squeezing you and leaning his head on top of yours.

You giggled and leaned into him.

“I know Sammy, I don’t think my heart can handle it either”, you pouted. “But I am kinda curious to see what’s her reaction going to be”, you smiled.

Little Aisha has always been so smart and intuitive, it scared you at times. She was only 4 but she was so in tune with her emotions that you were almost sure her emotional quotient was higher than most kids her age. Sam was having none of that because “that’s grown up stuff, she’s just a baby. Let her be my baby longer!”

“Yeah, yeah and when she starts crying, don’t come to me”, he replied jokingly because he knew both of you would start crying the moment Aisha did.

You looked over to your daughter and saw how her tongue was poking out of her mouth in concentration.

Her hairstyle today: the cutest space buns which made her look so precious. It made your heart clench looking at her chubby cheeks, tiny hands, sitting there on her tiny chair with her Minnie Mouse t shirt and black leggings on.

You couldn’t resist anymore so you called her over. “Ash, baby, come here”, you said gently while holding out your arms.

She looked up and put her crayon down before joining you and Sam on the couch. You brought her up with your hands under her armpits and sat her on your stomach. She put her legs around your wait and circled your neck with her arms.

“Hi mommy, hi daddy”, she said while flashing the both of you her radiant smile. She smiled exactly like Sam. It made your heart swell with adoration.

Sam flashed his identical smile back to her and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Hey baby, how’s your colouring going?”, Sam asked and ran his hand through her back.

She sighed like she had just finished her big girl job. You smirked at her antics. She was Sam’s twin.

“It’s fine…it’s a big dwawing, daddy. I still have to finish colouring the faiwie’s dress…an’ ha wings…”, she replied in an exasperated voice. She still had some troubles with rolling out her ‘R’ sometimes, but that’s okay, she’ll get there soon.

You and Sam chuckled. She was a little actress.

“That’s okay baby, but do you think you could spend some time with mommy and daddy? We got a fun game to play with you”, you asked her lightly. You kinda felt guilty for lying because you weren’t sure if this would be a game for her.

Her eyes widened.

“A game?! Yes mommy, what is the game?”, she was obviously excited because mommy and daddy brought a game specially for her?!

So you took her over to the dining table and sat down with her. Meanwhile, Sam was collecting all the ‘pieces’ you would need to play this game— Three paper towels and two chocolate bars.

Sam arranged that on the kitchen island.

“Okay! The game is ready! Mama and Ash, come here!”, Sam announced while clapping his hands.

You picked up Aisha and brought her over by the kitchen island. You helped her sit down on one of the high chairs. She peeked over the ‘set up’ curiously.

“Okay baby, when mommy says three, all of us will lift the paper towels together. No peeking before that, okay?”, Sam explained to Aisha gently.

She nodded her head quickly. “Okay, daddy!”

Sam came around the counter top and sat on Aisha’s right. You set up your phone to record.

“Okay, ready?”, you asked the both of them.

They looked at each other and yelled, “YEAH!”

“1….2….and 3!”, all of you picked up your paper towels together.

“Wow! A Choco bar?! Thank you mommy and daddy!”, Aisha yelled while picking up her chocolate. Then she looked over to make sure that Sam had his own chocolate bar. She flashed her precious smile.

“Daddy! You got one, too! And mommy-” she abruptly paused after looking at to her left.

“Mommy? Where’s your choco bar?”, she asked with furrowed brows.

Sam looked at you with his hand over his heart and bottom lip jutted out over her shoulder.

“Oh no, baby! I didn’t get any….its okay though, you and daddy can eat. I’ll get one for me later”, you gasped softly while rubbing her back.

Somehow her eyebrows furrowed even more and she looked so stressed you wanted to cry.

“No…mommy, you can take my choco bar…or daddy’s…we-we will…share. You always tells me to share my toys and food with eweyone..”, she murmured sadly.

Sam mouthed ‘I’m gonna cry’ to you while holding his hands over his head.

‘Me too’ you mouthed back and pouted at him.

“I know baby, but we can always go to the store and get one for mommy later. It’s alright, I don’t mind if you and daddy ate yours”, you explained to her softly.

Then it finally happened.

Her lower lip jutted out and started quivering.

Before you or Sam could even react, your babygirl let out little whimpers.

You eyes widened.

“Oh, no. Baby, cmere! Don’t cry, no no”, you whispered worriedly.

You gathered Aisha in your arms and put a hand on her cheek to bring her to your chest.

Sam’s face twisted in pain. Now you will have to console two babies. You extended an arm to rub his shoulder gently. Both of them wore their hearts on their sleeves. You always wondered how did they manage to hold so much space for everyone in their hearts.

Sam put his hand over yours before extending his hand to smooth over her small back. Her arms were wrapped tightly around you.

“Mommy…I’m sowwy.. you didn’t get choco bar..b-but me and daddy did…you like choco bar too…i shares with you…”, she said, her voice shaky.

You frowned at Sam as if asking him to take over. This was a stupid idea.

Sam took in a deep breath and asked you to transfer her to his arms. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and fiddled with his collar.

“Princess, look at me”, he said softly.

Aisha looked at him slowly and sniffled. Her big brown eyes were shining with tears.

You swear you heard both yours and Sam’s hearts break.

Sam gave her a small smile and wiped her tears away gently with the back of his hand.

“I’ll show you something, come on”, Sam said before lifting her up and walking over to the fridge. She kept her pointer finger in her mouth and kept sniffling.

Sam opened the fridge door and showed her an extra chocolate bar.

“See? Mommy has one. We were just being silly, baby. It’s a prank”, Sam explained to her.

Aisha leaned closer to the fridge to make sure the chocolate bar was there before extending her hand and grabbing the chocolate.

She then asked Sam to bring her over to where you sat.

“Mommy, here”, she sniffled and handed you the chocolate.

You smiled at her adoringly and felt your eyes tear up.

“Thank you, my baby. You’re so sweet”, you squealed and pinched her cheeks.

Aisha giggled and then suddenly turned serious and gave the two of you a mini version of the side eye. You and Sam gave each other a look of amusement.

“Don’t eva’ lie like that again. That was mean. No mo’ pa-pwanks”, she ‘scolded’ you both and crossed her tiny arms across her chest. His little brows were furrowed and her cheeks were puffed out.

You just pursed your lips to stop yourself from giggling. Sam just grinned really big and squeezed her before attacking her cheeks with kisses. “Okay, my princess!”, he said before continuing his kisses attack.

All three of your giggles echoed throughout the living room.

You and Sam were so grateful to call this angel as your own.

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shuaasumii · 10 months ago

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“Bribed”

pairing: dad!jeonghan x f!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none!

summary: jeonghan needs to find a way to clean the house before you get home. he decides that using his twins to help him out would be a good idea.

a/n: pictures above are from pinterest!

jeonghan had a matter of minutes before you got home from your girls trip, yet the house still looked like an absolute pigsty. he knew that if you were able to see the quality of the house right now then you would definitely go insane.

when you were home, the house was usually spick and span. and if it wasn’t then you always went out of your way to make sure it was. you occasionally told your husband that the way your house looked always had an effect on your reputation. he never took it to heart until now. jeonghan never realized how much he needed you around to keep his daily life going; he was grateful that he had you as his forever life partner. but he could be grateful later when you got home; what he really needed to worry about was how he was going to get this mess cleaned up.

maybe he could tell the twins to help… but they never helped unless they got a reward in return. jeonghan cursed at himself for rubbing his personality off on his kids. but then an idea popped into his mind.

you and jeonghan had this thing where you guys always told your twins that they had a “mission” to complete if you two wanted them to get something done, and it tricked their three year old brains everytime!

he walked up to the playpen where both the children were occupied with their toys and called out to them in a sing-song voice,

“yejun! yeseul!” in sync, they both looked up with a curious expression.

“i have a mission for you two!”

“a mission?” yeseul, the older twin questioned.

“yes a mission! the mission you have to complete to win a cookie each from the cookie jar is to pick up all your toys from around the house and put them in their homes! can you guys do that?” the three year olds sat for a second, both thinking about the offer while jeonghan eagerly waited for an answer.

“i think we can, right yeseul?” the younger twin asked his noona.

“yes i think so.” jeonghan let out a breath of relief that he didn’t know he was holding.

“okay i’ll set a timer for 25 minutes. if you clean up your toys within the 25 minutes, then you will win your prize. got it?” the pair nodded before standing up to prepare themselves as if they were about to run a race.

“3, 2, 1, go!” jeonghan exclaimed.

the two raced out of their playpen and scrambled around looking for any toys that were out of their designated location. jeonghan watched in satisfaction before heading off to go clean something other than toys. while yejun and yeseul gathered their items, jeonghan worked on doing the dishes, laundry, and picking up any stray objects lying around the house.

tring tring

the sound of the noisy alarm pierced through the yoon residence. the twins came down from the stairs, yeseul following after yejun running towards their father.

“we finished!” the three year old boy exclaimed.

“awww i’m so proud of you kiddos. since you achieved your mission, you guys deserve a treat.”

jeonghan pulled out the clear, hefty jar from the highest cabinet in the kitchen and retrieved three of your famous confetti cake cookie.

“one for yeseul, one for yejun, and one for daddy.”

jeonghan watched his kids take a bite of their treats before taking a bite of his own. he closed his eyes for a second savoring the sweet taste of the cookie; he never understood how you could make something taste so good, but at the same time you were his wife so you could do anything in his eyes. a jingle of keys and the sound of the door opening interrupted his thoughts.

“hannie! yeseul! yejun! i’m home!” you declared.

“mommy!!” the twins yelled rushing into your open arms.

“hi my sweet babies! did you miss me? cause’ i definitely missed you” you said kissing both of their foreheads.

“yes mommy i missed you so much” yejun then continued to ramble about something else that he had done while you were away. you tried to stay focused on your son, but got distracted by how surprisingly tidy the house was. you knew that there was no way your husband could have kept your home like this the entire five days you were on vacation. jeonghan must have bribed them with the cookies they held in their small hands to help him clean the house.

“mommy i want to show you my drawing that i made” yejun said, snatching you out of your trance.

“oooh me to mommy!” yeseul cheered excitedly.

“alright mommy will come see your drawings in a sec. why don’t you go upstairs and get them ready for me to see and i’ll meet you up there in a bit!” the duo nodded at your suggestion and raced upstairs to find their precious pieces of art. you then turned to face your husband who had a cheeky smile spread upon his face. jeonghan swept you into a warm, longing hug which showed you that he definitely missed you.

“you bribed them with my cookies didn’t you?” you asked with an interrogator type of tone. he slightly pulled out of the hug with an offended gasp.

“not even a ‘hi babe i missed you’ or a ‘thank you for taking care of the house and twins’?” jeonghan looked at you appalled by your accusation.

“okay fine. hi babe i missed you and thank you for taking care of our home and children.” you expressed.

“well i missed you too baby and you are so welcome” your husband replied giving you a soft peck on the lips. you weren’t going to let him distract you from your question though.

“but seriously hannie, you told yejun and yeseul to help you clean didn’t you”

“i know you could never clean up like this by yourself” you raised your brow at him.

“i don’t know what your talking about baby” jeonghan said trying to act nonchalant. you gave him one of those stares which you knew could easily give you the answer to your suspicion. your husband avoided your stern gaze before replying,

“okay fine, i admit that the twins and cookies had something to do with it.”

“aha! i knew it” you said victoriously pointing a finger at him. the man playfully rolled his eyes.

“yeah yeah whatever. now go see the twins’ drawings; they worked really hard on them.”

“hmm okay” you replied running off to the stairs after leaving a sweet kiss on jeonghan’s soft lips.

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legalmente-loca · 5 months ago

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Maybe #8 with Sam Winchester, I feel like it would be so cute!!!

Awww, a puppy and Sam Winchester are definitely a good combination.🐕

Prompts: A puppy!

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Female Reader

Sam had noticed how you had left with a big jacket of his because of how cold it was, but he didn’t remember such a lump in front of your chest and your nervous attitude. Why had that changed?

“What do you have there?”

“What? What do you mean?” You laughed nervously and Sam raised an eyebrow.

“I mean you carry a big bundle in front of you that you didn’t carry before.”

He saw you swallow and you shifted on the spot.

“Well, Sam, maybe you’re not as observant as you think you are.”

He huffed and placed his hands on his hips. You were definitely carrying something.

“Okay, honey, tell me what it is.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sweet-“

A small bark came from the bunker and Sam looked at you in confusion.

“What was that?”

You hesitated and adjusted the bundle in front of you.

“That was… Me.”

He raised both eyebrows and a small smile appeared on his face.

“You sayin' that did you just bark at me?”

“Well, it seemed like a good option to shut you up.”

He looked at you in disbelief. It was incredible that you preferred to say that you had barked at him before admitting what you were carrying.

“Okay, show me.” He said as he walked towards you.

“What? You’re crazy. Did the chemicals in your shampoo reach your brain?” You took a step back and turned around, pursing your lips.

He sighed. He wasn’t going to force you, but it was clear that you were hiding something from him.

“Come on, I promise I won’t get angry, whatever it is.” He said softly.

You looked at him over your shoulder.

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

You sighed and turned around. You unzipped your jacket and reached in, taking out what you had inside. Sam’s eyes widened and his body relaxed as he saw what it was.

“Did you bring a puppy to the bunker?”

The puppy barked in Sam’s direction, a rather poorly done bark.

“Don’t worry, Cookie, he’s my boyfriend.”

“Cookie? You just brought it and it already has a name?”

“He was alone and had stolen a cookie from a clueless child.”

You petted the dog who purred and closed his eyes. The puppy couldn’t have been more than three months old. It was brown and its chest was white. He had heterochromia; one eye was brown and the other light blue.

“You know? You could have told me.” He reached out and stroked the puppy’s back.

“I didn’t know how you would react.”

“Are you kidding? I love the idea of having a pet, honey, you know that.” Cookie licked Sam’s hand and he smiled. “But from what I know, you don’t do very well with animals.”

“Hey, it wasn’t my fault. Mr. Rabbit died of heat.” You remembered your childhood pet.

Sam laughed softly and took the puppy in his arms, his tail wagging happily.

“Well, we better give Cookie a bath before the same thing happens again.”

You huffed and hung onto one of his arms, petting the puppy with your other hand.

“Is Cookie okay for you?”

“Cookie seems excellent to me.” He nodded and placed a kiss between your eyebrows.

You both headed to your room. The puppy wagging his tail happily while he licked your hand and barked every now and then when he noticed the height he was at.

You knew Cookie would be a part of your lives now. And if Dean didn’t like it, then bad for him, let him argue with your boyfriend with mountain height and rock-strong muscles.

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sturniololuvz · 3 months ago

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Would you be able to do a fix where Matt’s daughter, around 5 or 6, gets diagnosed with anxiety like him?

awww yes

“A Father’s Understanding”

Matt sturniolos x daughter

Warnings : anxiety

Matt Sturniolo watched his five-year-old daughter, Y/N, as she played quietly on the living room floor. She was a bright, creative child, often lost in her own world of crayons and drawings. However, lately, he had noticed subtle changes in her behavior that concerned him.

Y/N had always been shy, but now she seemed more anxious than usual. She hesitated to join other kids in play, often choosing to stay close to Matt instead. Small noises made her jump, and she frequently sought comfort in his embrace when unfamiliar situations arose.

“Hey, sweet pea, want to color with me?” Matt asked, sitting down next to her.

Y/N looked up, her big brown eyes filled with uncertainty. “Can we do it quietly? I don’t want to be too loud.”

Matt felt a pang of worry in his chest. “Of course! We can color as quietly as we want.”

As they colored together, Matt couldn’t shake the feeling that something deeper was troubling her. He remembered his own struggles with anxiety and how hard it had been for him to understand those feelings. The last thing he wanted was for Y/N to face the same challenges alone.

After a few days of observing her behavior, Matt made an appointment with a child psychologist. He felt a mix of anxiety and determination as he held Y/N’s hand, walking into the office. “You’ll be okay, kiddo. It’s just to talk about your feelings.”

Y/N nodded, but her grip on his hand tightened. “What if they don’t like me?”

Matt knelt down to her level, looking into her eyes. “They’re going to love you, I promise. Everyone loves you. And I’ll be right here with you.”

With a deep breath, he led her into the office. The psychologist was warm and welcoming, creating a safe environment for Y/N to express herself. After their session, the psychologist explained to Matt that Y/N was indeed showing signs of anxiety.

“Children often express anxiety differently than adults. They may not have the words to describe what they’re feeling, but it can manifest in different behaviors,” the psychologist said gently. “With support and coping strategies, she can learn to manage it.”

Matt felt a mix of relief and concern. “So, it’s not something she’ll just outgrow?”

“It’s possible, but it’s important to address it now,” the psychologist advised. “Teaching her healthy coping mechanisms early can help her navigate her feelings more effectively.”

As they left the office, Y/N looked up at Matt with a small, worried frown. “Am I broken, Daddy?”

Matt’s heart sank at her words. “No, sweetheart, you’re not broken at all. Just like how sometimes I feel worried or scared, you can feel that way too. And that’s okay.”

“But what if it never goes away?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Matt knelt down again, wrapping his arms around her. “It might feel that way sometimes, but I promise you, with time and practice, it will get easier. And you won’t have to go through it alone. I’ll always be here to help you.”

Over the next few weeks, Matt worked with Y/N to develop coping strategies. They practiced breathing exercises together and created a “worry jar” where she could place her worries on pieces of paper and let them go. Matt also shared his own experiences, helping her understand that she wasn’t alone in her feelings.

One evening, as they sat on the floor coloring, Y/N paused and looked at him thoughtfully. “Daddy, are you anxious too?”

Matt smiled softly, grateful for her understanding. “I am sometimes, yes. It’s something I work on every day, just like you. And that’s okay.”

“Then we can help each other,” she declared, a small smile forming on her lips.

“Yes, we can,” Matt agreed, feeling a swell of pride for his brave little girl.

As the days turned into months, Y/N began to show progress. She started participating in playdates with her friends, and while she still had anxious moments, she was learning how to express her feelings.

Matt felt a deep sense of relief, knowing that he could guide her through her struggles. Their bond grew stronger, built on understanding and love, as they faced anxiety together, side by side.

In those moments, he realized that even in the challenges they faced, they were not broken. They were simply navigating their emotions together, learning, and growing as a family.

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fetishfairytales2 · 2 months ago

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Obedience Training, Pt. 1 (Story)

As I climbed the stairs, I heard Conner's booming voice; "you fucking bitch!" he yelled. I had left him to "watch after" Brandi while I grabbed another bottle of wine. When I left, Brandi's hands were cuffed behind her back, but apparently, she'd found a way to get into trouble.I rushed back into the nursery, finding Brandi on the floor, cowering as best she could, still restrained, and now sobbing with a bright red handprint across her cheek.

“She used fucking teeth!" Conner growled. God he was so hot, shirtless and he looked so dominant. He was towering over the pathetic sissy, his pants still around his ankles, cock hanging down to his leg. Holy shit, I was still so shocked at how big it was "I told that bitch," he grumbled, pulling up his pants, "I wouldn't gag it if it just sucked my dick properly!" I laughed; Conner refused to call Brandi by name, or even use pronouns. "Losers aren’t people" he told me once. I watched as he grabbed Brandi's pigtails, pulling her up. Mm, he was so strong. My helpless sissy flailed, dressed in a frilly pink onesie, and I had to admit, maybe Conner was right. "I told you, you fucking freak," he screamed in Brandi's face, "If you used teeth again, I'd take them out! Then you'd really look like a baby!"

I watched with amusement as Brandi, her pathetic sissy body trembling, tried to wriggle free from Conner's grip. "Look at me, you freak," he grunted, his massive hand wrapping around her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Or maybe I should get you one of those ring gags, really force that mouth open, hmm?" I loved seeing my ex-boyfriend turned sissy being dominated by my new, real man. It was a major turn on watching such a strong alpha man holding this cucky little girl as she dangled in the air. But as precious as she looked, sobbing and begging Daddy for mercy, her Pampers were leaking all over the floors!

"Awww, why is my widdle sissy so upset?" I cooed, finally saving Brandi, bottle of wine in hand. "Did Daddy’s big muscles scare you?" I kissed Conner's arm, my eyes on Brandi, who was being held in the air. "Mommy just needed more wine," I held up the bottle with a playful wink, “how much trouble could one sissy get into while I was gone?” Conner, still annoyed, released Brandi, dropping her at my feet. I handed him the wine and pointed for him to go across the room. "Shhh, shhh, my sweet Princess Pampers," I whispered, hovering over the trembling, sobbing sissy. "Mommy's here to make it all better." I scooped her into my arms, cradling her head in my lap. "There, there, my little baby, let it all out..." I stroked her hair gently; “you have been a sassy widdle sissy lately though, haven’t you?”

I gently pulled Brandi's face from my lap, turning her to look at me. "It doesn't seem to matter," I said, stroking her hair, my smile sweet. "How much Daddy and I pay for your Sissy School, you never learn to be less stubborn, huh, cupcake?" The poor thing whimpered as I tightened my grip on her hair, pulling her face closer. "It doesn't seem to matter to Little Miss Sissy," I whispered, my voice turning harsh. "It's been over a year and a half of me fucking anyone but you, while you piss and shit in pull-ups and suck real man cock..." The poor thing cried harder, my grip on her dyed blonde locks unyielding. “You still think you have a fucking choice!”

“You’re a widdle, pathetic sissy, you're not a real man," I laughed, each word followed by a slap on Brandi's tear-streaked cheeks. "You don't get to have opinions on what Daddy, Mommy, or anyone does to you, okay, cupcake?" I pushed her head off my lap and repositioned her handcuffed body, face down across my lap. "And, you little bitch," I giggled, flipping up her onesie skirt and pulling down her white tights. "We own you. We will do whatever we want with you," I whispered, causing Brandi to shake as I pulled down her pink Pampers.

I slowly dragged my nails across Brandi's exposed backside, loving how tense she was. "Mmmm, Mommy and Daddy were just going to tease you about being a beta loser while we enjoyed our wine." I whispered, my finger slowly tracing her ass crack. "But now..." I giggled and yanked on the heart-shaped base of the butt plug lodged deep inside her sissy ass. "Now, we have different plans while we enjoy your whining..."

"Open your mouth, my widdle sissy baby!" I cooed, pulling Brandi's hair and raising her head. "Take your paci, sweetie pie," I whispered, jamming the butt plug into her mouth. "Sissies need their plugs, don't they, cupcake?" I smiled, feeling excited just watching her cry. Fuck I couldn’t wait until I got my hands on Conner later! "Now, Mommy's going to teach you what happens to naughty sissies who don't listen to Daddy." I tugged her hair, making her face Conner. "Tell Daddy you're sorry, bitch!" I scolded, delivering the first spank on her bare bottom.

Brandi wailed and moaned, her cries muffled by the butt plug, as I spanked her relentlessly. I alternated cheeks, my hand landing with a satisfying smack, sometimes pausing to tease her, then spanking harder. Her bottom turned a bright shade of pink, it was so cute, it almost matched her nursery! After a long time of trying to fight through it, my poor little girl finally broke down. “Nooooo!” She tried to beg, sobbing uncontrollably, God she is so pitiful. "Sworry Dahddy, sworry!" she begged, the butt plug making her words hard to understand. "No mowre, Mowhmmy, no mowre!"

"Hmmm, what's that, my widdle sissy?" I asked, winking at Conner and motioning him over. "I can't understand you with your paci in your mouth..." My arm was tired from spanking, so I paused, rubbing Brandi's cheeks gently. "Daddy Conner," I smiled up at him, "did you hear what our sissy asked? I couldn't quite make it out. Did she ask for more? That's what it sounded like to me..." I spanked her again, twice on each cheek, harder than before, making her shake and sob. "Uh-oh," I giggled as she dropped the paci. "Looks like sissy didn't like her paci..."

"There, there, my widdle sissy," I cooed, pushing her head back into my lap, letting her catch her breath without seeing what I had planned for her! "Mommy and Daddy think you've learned your lesson!" I said in my sweetest mommy voice, stroking her hair. "So, instead of sucking that nasty paci you dropped, all you have to do to avoid more spankies..." I nodded at Conner, who stepped closer, his pants down. Brandi's eyes went wide when Conner grabbed her pigtails, pulling her to her knees. She was face to face with his massive cock now, with me beside her, grinning as she tried to squirm away. "Is suck this paci instead!"

Conner didn’t give her much of a choice, finally getting the blowjob he wanted, whether Brandi liked it or not! “Uh-oh sissy,” I laughed, watching as the dominant man’s hands tightened in her hair, Conner squeezing as he forced his cock down the helpless little cuck’s throat. God it was always so hot watching Conner humiliate our little princess. He wasn’t being gentle, he didn’t want to be. He was just going at it, his hips thrusting over and over! “Aww, whose Daddy’s cute little Fleshlight?” I giggled in Brandi’s ear, watching her face turn red, and new tears forming in her eyes.

“Good girls don’t gag,” I smirked, wrapping my hands around Brandi’s pigtails and holding her in place, “good girls take it all…” I was loving this, watching Conner’s balls slapping against Brandi’s chin, my little bitch was being used and abused. “You know she likes it rough,” I giggled, encouraging Conner as he pulled out, slapped her face with his cock! He was brutal, jamming it all the way back in, his eyes were closed and he was loving it too. I couldn’t look away when he even pinched her nose shut, balls deep in her mouth, making her gag and choke.

"There, there, my widdle sissy," I cooed, my voice dripping with fake sympathy. "Mommy and Daddy have been far too kind. You're a fucking loser, cucky. You’re nothing but a little beta sissy bitch, and it's time you learned your place as our plaything. You're going to be our fuckdoll, and we'll teach you to love it. One way or another…" I leaned in close, my eyes never leaving the brutal blowjob. “I think it’s time you spent a little more time at Huggies and Hunks,” I giggled. “And I’m not just talking about some extra detention, widdle missy!”

Conner still hadn’t let up, his hips were still thrusting faster and his cock was disappearing deeper into Brandi's throat over and over. He was getting close, even his knees were shaking: “You’ve been a very, very naughty widdle girl,” I laughed as she gagged and cried, “but Mommy and Daddy will fix that, won’t we? No more teeth when we’re done with Princess Pampers. You’ll be such a good little cocksucker, won’t you? You’ll just be begging for every inch of Daddy's cock down your throat!" Conner gripped her head tighter, and with a final thrust, jammed his dick all the way to the back of Brandi’s throat. “Mmm, lucky girl,” I giggled, watching as Conner dumped a load into Brandi, who gagged and tried to pull away; “I’m surprised it’s not coming out of your nose sissy! You might not love it right now my pwoor widdle swobbing swissy,” I said, stroking her hair. “But with a little Obedience Training, the girls at Huggies will make sure you’re the perfect little slut for Daddy!”

To Be Continued…

#humili sissi

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luvymelody · 1 year ago

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NAME : katsuki bakugou + shoto todoroki , boku no hero academia

SONG : moment , vierre cloud

SUMMARY : todoroki and bakugou find out they like the same person. thus, turning into a rivalry. wc : 1.6k

[part 1] [you're here] [part 3] [part 4]

(guys i just realised they r in dorms. IGNORE TGE NO DORMS IN THIS AND THE FIRST PART)

(not the exact vibe i wanted for y/n but like.. whatevas)

(tried to make it as quick as possible 4 u guys 😭 sorry if it's bad)

“would you like me to walk you home, y/n?”

“okay!”

it had been a few months ever since y/n transferred to ua. bakugou’s hatred for todoroki was fueled even more now as he listened to todoroki’s and y/n’s conversation, his eye twitching.

“do you wanna get tanghulu nearby?”

y/n asked, holding her bag on her shoulder as she stood up.

“can we also get-“

“i’ll walk you home, y/n.”

todoroki and y/n turned to bakugou who was treading towards them.

“you have cleaning duty, icy hot. remember?”

todoroki turned his head towards the board, seeing his and midoriya’s name under ‘cleaning the classroom today!’.

todoroki pursued his lips, turning back to the two.

“sorry y/n..”

“it’s okay! we can go tomorrow.”

y/n smiled brightly, gripping onto her bag strap as todoroki smiled as her expression. bakugou groaned, grabbing onto y/n’s forearm.

“let’s go angel!”

“hey katsuki- bye shoto!”

“bye y/n.”

todoroki smiled as he waved to the waving girl. y/n whipped her hand side to side until bakugou pulled her out of todoroki’s view.

“so rude, katsuki!”

the winged girl teased, bumping into bakugou’s side slightly as she smiled and he grunted.

“don’t care.”

y/n stopped, turning to bakugou.

"well, bye then, katsuki."

they finally made it to y/n's house. y/n was rambling about the homework that she hadn't started at all, bakugou nodded to every word she said, pitching in comments about the work and how stupid she was.

"bye angel."

bakugou said, nodding his head at her as his hands were shoved into his pockets, he took extremely slow steps, watching y/n get her keys out her bag and opening her door, not leaving until he saw her go through her front door, and close it.

bakugou stretched his arms, turning and walking back towards the train station. it's not like bakugou's ever gonna tell anyone that his house is nearly 40 minutes away from y/n's house, she would tell him to not walk her home then.

y/n sat on her desk, softly drumming her fingers on the desk while she studied, reading the sheets that ectoplasm handed out in class. then, she heard a buzzing sound, her silenced phone as she stood up, picking it up and seeing the caller id, 'shoto!!'.

"hi shoto!"

"hi y/n, i just wanted to know if you got home safe with.. bakugou.."

"ah! yeah, i'm okay. did you get home safe?"

"mhm, also, i'm coming over."

"what?"

y/n blinked, hearing keys on todoroki's end of the phone.

"wait what are you doing"

"i'm bringing tanghulu. and boba."

y/n felt her heart squeeze, grasping her chest in awe.

"awww, you're so sweet, shoto!"

bakugou scrolled through insta, bored out of his mind as he was laying on his bed, one hand behind his head and the other on his phone.

a second later, he got a notification, 'y/nl/n has posted!'. bakugou pressed on the notification, finding a series of photos of y/n and todoroki, eating tanghulu together.

y/n posted a lot of things, her friends, family, places she went to. bakugou told her a lot that she shouldn't be posting everything but y/n just said that 'no one else will see the beauty of life though!'.

bakugou rolled his eyes at the sight of todoroki looking at y/n with a lovestruck expression, holding a hand over todoroki to cover just him and just admiring y/n.

it was a little hard to though, while y/n was in the photo, todoroki’s arm was wrapped around her waist, her arm around his neck as she winked at the camera, holding a stick of tanghulu near her mouth in pose.

“this is super sweet shoto!”

y/n munched on the tanghulu, sitting criss-cross on her couch with todoroki sitting right next to her, who was drinking boba.

“is it? i asked the vendor to make it extra nice, just for you.”

y/n smiled brightly as she chewed, a hint of red covering her face but todoroki wouldn’t know. y/n’s eyes lit up, as her hand darted for her phone, opening it up.

“let’s take some photos, i wanna post on insta.”

“okay.”

todoroki smiled at the girl, a small one, but a smile nonetheless. y/n leaned into todoroki, as he held a hand on her hip to steady her from falling. he put up a peace sign, as y/n had told him that in photos, he should put up a peace sign to make it less awkward.

y/n wrapped her arm around his neck, giggling a bit.

“don’t be shy!”

she exclaimed, squishing her face against todoroki’s as his left side started to feel warm, a little hot actually.

“smile!”

todoroki let out a small smile, which made y/n happy as she took the photo.

"angel."

"hi katsu-"

bakugou dropped a small box on her desk, standing next to her.

"what's this?"

y/n questioned, turning towards bakugou with her head.

"open it and you'll see."

bakugou grunted, his hands in his pockets as he looked out the classroom window. y/n looked down at the box and bakugou's eyes quickly went down towards y/n when she wasn't looking.

the girl opened the box, seeing her favourite limited edition chocolate. she gasped aloud, holding her hands over her mouth in shock.

"no you didn't, katsuki!"

"oh yes i did."

bakugou smugly smiled, while y/n's smile became wider and wider as she shot up from her desk, wrapping her arms around bakugou's neck as bakugou slipped one hand on her lower back to keep her stable while she was on her tippy toes.

"thank you katsuki!"

"you're welcome, angel."

bakugou said, his eyes trailing towards todoroki who sat in his desk in the back of the classroom. as he suspected, todoroki was staring right at them with a piercing glare.

y/n heard a pencil snap behind her, her arms slipping from her grasp around bakugou's neck.

"what was that?"

"dunno angel"

"okay, everyone pair up with whoever you want to!"

midnight said, handing out papers to the people in the first row to hand to the people behind them. as y/n turned to give the papers to the person behind her- which was bakugou, he grabbed the paper, looking into her eyes,

"you're working with me."

"wha-?"

bakugou turned before she could give him an answer and she just shrugged turning around. chairs scrapping the floor as people hurried to the person they wanted to pair up with. y/n sat in her chair still, grabbing a pen out of her bag.

when she straightened up, she found todoroki and bakugou infront of her.

"tell icyhot you're with me."

"tell bakugou that you have a choice."

"who said she didn't have a choice!?"

"literally you, just now."

they stared daggers at each other, then turned their head towards y/n.

"who do you want to be with?"

"hey! don't copy me!"

"i'm not copying you, bakugou."

todoroki and bakugou continued arguing, getting into each other's faces as denki put his hand up for midnight.

"miss! can we have two teams of three? i'm gonna be with kirishima and sero!"

"alright, fine with me!"

midnight said with a thumbs ups, and todoroki turned towards the two.

"great, we can all be together."

todoroki had a pretty, sarcastic smile on his face. annoyance ticking away at him as his eye twitched slightly. bakugou flexed his jaw in anger, gritting his teeth and y/n covered her face, looking out the window as she noticed that the class was staring at the three of them.

"your answer is wrong, bakugou."

"what?!"

bakugou clutched his paper in his hand as todoroki and y/n sat together, working together as bakugou was too stubborn to work with them, working on the questions by himself.

"i said, it's wrong."

"fuck you mean it's wrong!?"

"i mean it's wrong."

y/n sweated under bakugou's and todoroki's gaze, stressed from the both of them arguing.

"can you guys not argue for two seconds?"

"if icyhot wasn't so shit at explaining, maybe we wouldn't be arguing right now."

"if bakugou wasn't so bad at listening to people once in a lifetime-"

"what did you say?!"

bakugou banged his hands on the table as he stood up, distracting the class and making them look towards them.

"you three, outside!"

todoroki, y/n and bakugou stood outside of the class in a line, bakugou's head was high as his head rested on the wall, todoroki was straight, zoning out and looking out of the window, while y/n was standing between them, blankly blinking.

"okay, can we.. like address something?"

y/n questioned, her eyes looking at the two boys as they looked at her.

"what is it, y/n?"

"are you guys, like in love with each other or something?"

y/n asked, looking at bakugou as bakugou's eyes looked up at todoroki, todoroki's expression becoming a face of horror.

silence was filled between the trio, them bakugou started laughing aloud, pointing at todoroki while todoroki was blinking, a gagging feeling of vomit starting to lace his throat.

"me?! like that half-and-half bastard!? in his dreams!”

“i wouldn’t want you to like me in my worst nightmares either.”

bakugou didn’t hear him, doubling over and holding his stomach in laughter. todoroki looked at y/n seriously, holding y/n’s shoulders tightly,

“y/n, i don’t like bakugou. i like you.”

“say what”

y/n’s eyes widened, bakugou’s laughter stopped, a stomping sound appearing as y/n’s shoulder was grabbed, bakugou’s hands pulling her back and into his chest.

“i like you more than him, angel.”

“no i do, y/n.”

y/n’s head started to spiral as todoroki got closer to them, his footsteps echoing through the hallway as y/n was then squished between bakugou and todoroki.

bakugou had one hand on the side of her waist and one hand on her shoulder. todoroki held both of her hands tightly with one hand and the other on the back of her neck.

“i like her better than you.”

“who said, icyhot?”

“i did.”

“go and die.”

“no you.”

“the fuck?!”

y/n blushed between the two guys, wanting to run and cover her face.

“g-guys, can we talk this out-“

“y/n, i only put up with bakugou for you.”

“when the fuck? i put up with you for her!”

the two boys glared at each other, their hold on y/n tightening just a bit.

“go away, you’re bothering her.”

bakugou said, tugging her towards him.

“no, you’re bothering us.”

todoroki argued, tugging her back towards himself.

“guys i’m not an object..”

the two boys quickly let go out her to make her happy, but were still death staring each other like there was no tomorrow.

‘what the hell man..’

y/n cried in her head, imaginary tears falling down her face.

#GUYS IS IT BAD I CANT TELL #female reader #fem!reader #bakugou x reader #todoroki x reader #todobaku #mha #bnha #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shoto

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nescaveckwriter · 11 months ago

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Hey, lovely! 🥰

So I'll put the request here too to make it easier for you to answer: can I request a fic from you where Dean falls asleep on Y/N's shoulder when they're hanging out with her family like that dream I told you about 🥹 something sweet and fluffy, and maybe she'll later tease Dean, but just a little 😆🤭

Love you and thank you! 🤍☀️

❤️. Awww @k-slla 🐞... I really hope this is what you had in mind, Oh goodness 🤭 its such a cute request 🥰 and I love you too 💕... Also I'm going to tag @artyandink for my first post on the #Jensenathon and then @anyfandomgoesbingo for my fist square ('Game Night, will be in bold') 🤭🥰 hopefully y'all like this . 🥰🤭🐞

Warnings: I'm going to say 18+ only ya know just for precaution 😅 but honestly there's none, just fluffy and sweetness.

Words: 1015

A little fun !! 🤭❤️❤️

He's hand runs over his freckled face, it's been a rough couple of days, he's been struggling more to sleep, than in a while, everything weighing so heavily on his shoulders, so when I came running towards him, big smile plastered on my face, almost excitedly jumping up and down, like a two year old, "Dean! Babe?" His green eyes stare into mine, and I feel butterflies swirling around again, "Sweetheart? Don't you seem all excited!"

Laughing "I am, it's been awhile since we had a fun time" giving him a Bambi-like glaze "so, my parents invited us to Game night, please can we go?"

He couldn't keep the smile from tugging at the corners of his perfect plum lips, "That sounds like fun sweetheart"

"Really?" I yelped.

He pulls me into one of those breath stopping hugs, tugging his head into the crook of my neck , the hot air of his breath tickling against my skin , while he whispers "your the only bit of light in this world you know that?" I just hugged him back, unsure how to reply, the emotion welling up in my eyes, so instead of saying a single word, I held him tight, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, just lightly running my fingers, in his hair. I'm not sure how long we held each other in that heartfelt embrace but without saying a single word, it spoke of love, trust, peace, maybe the only sense of peace we had in our lives.

Blasting the radio loudly, playing Dean's favourite Led Zeppelin songs, on the drive over to my parents house, we got out, in a quite cheerful mood, well I could still see the heaviness in those emerald green orbs of his, but I made a quick promise to myself that, I'll do anything in my power, to make sure he has a little fun and relaxes a bit. So without further due, I grabbed his hand, which in return he held the beer and some of the snacks. We rang the doorbell and got welcomed as if we were long lost. We walked in and the living room, spoke of fun with the board games all stacked up, there was wine, and beer, finger foods, it spelled laughter and fun.

As the night got started and we were teamed up together we laughed and shared stories throughout the games. When Dean ate all the pie and some other snacks, me and my mom went into the kitchen, to get some more snacks. When she smiled looked at me and said, "Sweetie,you look so happy are you?"

My eyes glistened, "Mom! I'm not happy, I'm overjoyed, I simply adore Dean, I love him more than anything in this world" soft tears rolled down my mom's cheeks, "Sweetie I'm so happy for you, he looks like a good man" I nod, "He is mom, he has his problems but when it comes to me, he treats me like a queen". And with that we walked back to where Dean and the rest of my family were sitting. He gave me that smirk, of his, the one that made my knees weak, and I smile back, he pats the seat next to him, and I gladly obliged, he placed a sweet kiss on my cheek, I placed my hand on his thigh, giving him a slight squeeze, after my father cleared his throat he said we should maybe play a card game, and so we started.

The rest of the night was filled with laughter, an accusation of cheating every now and again, but it was all playful, and light hearted fun, and as the night went on, everyone taking turns, when it came to Dean's turn, I felt his head resting on my shoulder, and when I looked down, I saw his eyes were closed, the man fell asleep in the middle of room filled with people. I didn't have the heart to wake him up, or even stir a little, so I took the beer out of his hand, and the left over cards and sat it down with mine, mouthing to my parents that we are done playing for the night so I just watched them play further on, until one for one got up and either went home or to bed, leaving me and Dean in the living room, his head still on my shoulder. It didn't take long for my eyelids to fall close, my head gently rested against him.

The night turned into early morning sunrays lighting up the room, my eyes fluttering open only to be met by his forest green orbs, his voice gruffly "Sweetheart when.. what... How?" Smiling, I look at him, my own voice a little croaky from the sleep, "No! Apparently we're so boring and not good company at all, you fell asleep while we were playing cards"

Dean looked shocked and ashamed "Sweetheart it's not that, it's, I'm so sorry okay, I don't..." I pressed a finger on his lips , "Shhh, babe I'm joking, I know you were tired" A smile tugs at his plum lips, "really you had to make me feel bad didn't you?" Shrugging my shoulders, chuckling a bit "I couldn't help myself, sorry my love" he looks at me as if he's looking into soul, "I love you, you know that right?" Nodding about to answer but before I could, he's lips crashed against mine in a searing kiss, his fingers tangled in my hair, I couldn't hold the small moan escaping my lips, the grin on Dean's lips was unmistakable, he shifted slightly, gently guiding me to lay on the couch, I giggled, whispering "My parents'' pressing his finger against my lips, "shhh sweetheart, we don't want to wake them up do we?" with that he captures my lips in a passionate kiss, after a little while, he pulls back, hoarsely whispers "I like game night!" planting yet another kiss, in that moment I knew, I Will always love this green eyed man, even if he falls asleep mid family events.

@jackles010378 @winchesterwild78 @angelbabyyy99 @cevansbaby-dove @bookishtheaterlover7 @cutedisneygrl

#any fandom #dean winchester fanfiction #jensenathon #nescveckwriter #dean winchester x reader #jensen ackles x reader #spotify

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