#also that look she's gonna take your eye out if you dare touch her baby mama bear in mama owl form

[0mg-bird]

Sunrise~ Tyler Owens x Fem! Reader

Summary: The curious case of the tornado wranglers, down to earth, girlfriend.

A/n: I just watched Twisters and am in love. Right now Sunrise by Ryan Bingham is my favorite song so here’s a little one shot inspired by it.

Warnings: Language, implied smut

Everyone’s called you crazy ever since you were born. The people in your small Texas town said you were the wild child, your parents had four boys and when their baby girl came around, she had a mean streak just like her brothers. Ten years old and standing in an empty corn field, looking at the thunder heads forming above you, hot and muggy air gusting against your skin, the crack of thunder didn’t scare you, you were utterly curious and amazed. You’ve known storms since you were a babe, you remember the shrill sound of the sirens going off and your mama screaming for you to come inside. Your family was in a panic, you remember your daddy letting the horses loose and the way the cattle ran. That funnel touched down and prayers were prayed, you watched from the bathroom window despite the way your mama dragged you away.

It was beautiful, so utterly terrifying in the distance, a force of straight power.

You were hooked.

Telling your parents you were going to the University of Arkansas to study meteorology was a good idea in theory until they told you becoming a weather girl was a sweet job.

You told them about storm chasing and your mama almost had a stroke.

But you’ve worried everyone your whole life, only you would choose something so crazy.

You met Tyler your sophomore year when you had the same class, your energetic personality hid the fact you were a nerdy kind of cowgirl. The two of you quickly became best friends, despite his cocky personality. You formed a dare devil connection, you were the call he made when he got a lead on something.

Graduation came and you said you were going back home, he hated that idea.

“Come with me.” He said.

“Where?”

“Anywhere, everywhere.”

It’s hard to say no to a man with puppy dog eyes.

Somewhere between gathering a crew up from all over the boons and adopting a one eyed dog you found stranded after a storm in Little Rock, the two of you fell so deep for each other, it hit harder than any storm you experienced.

Here you are now in Oklahoma, cutting through fields in Tyler’s red Ram truck. “Lilly, talk to me.” You call over the radio system on the dash, looking for what data the girl in the vehicle following has. In the backseat, Boone, the right hand man, is recording like always, talking to the followers.

“Welcome back guys, we’re currently back at it again in the Oklahoma plains. This beauty we’re going into is gaining speed, turning into something good. What are we thinking, Tex?”

You look to the camera and smile. “You know, I’d like to call this an easy F2 but the strong updraft we’re getting here could push this baby into the F3 category.”

Also from the back seat, Ben, the London journalist asks to explain what you just said.

The rain cap starts and muddies the earth, the truck drifts as Tyler maneuvers it greatly. You pull your sunglasses off and lean forward to get a better look at what you’re driving into.

“What are you thinking, darlin’?” Tyler asks, seeing the way you evaluate the area.

“Take a left, it ain’t gonna hit the tree line, see the way the wind shifted?” You instruct.

“Yes ma’am.” He nods, giving you one of his perfect grins before making a sharp left.

Ben makes a sort of strangled cry of fear as he gets tossed around in the back. You, completely nonchalant, chewing on a Red Vine, turn to look at the Brit.

“Ben, baby, how you feeling back there?” You ask, pointing something else out to Tyler.

“Oh I’m bloody great.” He lies before getting knocked into the door again. You laugh. “Man, I love this guy.” You declare, finding him so amusing. “Let’s keep him, Ty.”

He rolls his eyes at you, making you scoff. You look at the dog in your lap who’s wearing a tiny helmet with the words ‘Killa’ written across the front. “What you think, Rocky? You wanna keep Ben?”

The dog lays his head down and places his paw over his small snout.

“Rude. Ty, Rock used to agree to everything I say, now you’ve done gone and brain washed him. Poor fella.” You pout before yelping in surprise at the way Tyler drifts into a spot. He grips the radio, calling for the convoy to assume their positions.

“Sorry, I’m no expert but it looks like the twister is going to roll right over us.” Ben says as everyone buckles their harnesses.

“You’re exactly right Benny boy.” You say, opening the center console and placing Rocky inside his designated safety seat. “We need to be in its path so the data bugs we’ll launch have enough wind speed to reach the height needed. Put your harness on and you’ll be about as secure as a pistol in a PTA Mama’s purse.”

Ben looks to Boone in question. Boone just shrugs. “At some point you get used to all the odd shit she says.”

Tyler cranks the E brake, then looks at you with a smirk. “You wanna touch my joystick?” He ask, motioning to the control stick that has the button to activate the drills that will anchor the truck into the ground.

“I love it when you talk dirty to me.” You scrunch your nose, pushing the button.

The truck is secured, you’re all buckled in tight, now you have to focus on when it’s the perfect time to launch the processors. Things are blowing against the windows, Tyler’s laughing and Boone is howling into the camera, showing the viewers what they see.

“Tell me when.” Tyler says, and as thick water drops pummel the windshield, you stay silent, waiting…watching.

“Now!” You shout and he presses the button that activates the hydraulic opening lid to the tub in the truck bed, the small bug sensors fly out and are carried up into the funnel that is passing over you.

“Breaker breaker, what are we seeing?” You call into the radio, Dexter in the caravan off in the clearing responds. “We got eyes, Tex. Data is coming in clear.”

You shoot your arms up in victory, this was the first time you were launching the 2.0 sensors. “There we go!” You look directly into the camera Boone is pointing at you. “You see that kids? I still got it.”

You watch the storm pass you, the funnel goes into the distance and the winds calm a bit as you unbuckle your harness. You’re pulling the pup from its safety and throwing open the door, running to the spot it just was.

“Whoo!” You hear Tyler whoop, and you throw that snapback hat of his you were wearing, adrenaline pumping through you. He sweeps you into his large arms, twirling you around. “Did you see that, baby? God, that was beautiful.” He laughs and you pull on the brim of his cowboy hat. “I sure did, let’s go get those bugs before we lose their signals, cowboy.”

Later as you set up camp in some cheap motel, Ben is approaching Lilly and Boone with questions.

“I need a story about the girl, uh Tex? Does she have a name?” He settles into one of the fold out chairs and motions to you sitting on the roof of the truck, looking up at the stars and listening to the music playing on the radio.

Lilly chuckles and then makes an adjustment to her drone. “She does, but she’d kill you if she found out you was using her government name in your fancy paper.”

Ben finds that interesting, he writes a few notes about a very mysterious persona you have. “How long has she been in this business? I tried to ask her some questions but she shushed me and told me she was ‘meditating to a Childers song’ and it was very important that she did this.”

Boone shakes his head. “She says confusing stuff to make people go away when she wants her peace.” He explains. “Tex is the original, her and T were the ones to assemble the squad of us, they taught me everything I know. She might be crazier than he is if I’m bein’ honest, always pushing the limits but every move she makes is calculated.”

Lilly agrees. “She’s my best friend, but has always been a curious case. She comes from Texas, hence the nickname and the accent that gets too thick when she’s drunk. Mama wanted her to be this Southern belle but she turned out to be a real wrangler. She’s the smartest person I know, but has a very relaxed way about her.”

“Who?” Dexter asks as he passes by.

“Tex.” They answer.

He shakes his head. “That girl’s a tree hugging loon.”

Ben quickly comes to know the dynamic of you and Tyler. There is no home but each other, you make the best of every situation because you are together. Two pairs of cowboy boots and wide eyes, that’s what you two are.

“I’d compare her to like…a coyote.” Lilly determines. “She’s the perfect balance of wisdom and foolishness, always willing to make light of situations. One time, we were tracking a desert storm in New Mexico and we were camping in our trucks, it was hot, all our leads were gone and we’re ready to turn back. The sunrise comes and it’s prettiest thing I ever seen, we wake up to just a color spill of orange and pink. We open our doors up and Tex is out there dancing in a sports bra and boxers.”

Boone leans back in his chair, laughing at the memory. “Man, we thought she finally lost it, that being with Tyler for so long finally made her go off the rails. T is standing there, watching her, asking what the hell she was doing and she claims she was doing a rain dance.” He says, making Ben chuckle to himself.

Lilly lights a cigarette and rolls her eyes. “She was out there shaking her ass.”

“You fucking joined her!” Boone argues, taking the cigarette from her.

“Well yeah, you don’t let your best friend dance alone. And what happened that day? The rain came and the biggest thunderheads I had ever seen blew in. The lightning was beautiful, Ben, you shoulda been there.”

New Mexico rain was a memory you thought of often, it just felt a little fresher. Blame it on the heat you were dying of or the thirsty land you stood on, but you stood out in it, getting soaked to the bone and then fell into Tyler’s arms.

Now, far away in Oklahoma, Tyler stands looking up at you soaking in the moonlight. “Come down from there.” He calls. You lean over the edge of the roof and look at him. “Why don’t you come up here?” You challenge.

Tyler shakes his head. “I’m tired, darlin’. Let me take you inside.”

You look back up at the stars, then slide from the top of the truck, making him reach out and catch you. “Alright, take me to bed you old man.”

He shakes his head at your comment. It’s hard to resist anymore, you just looked so gorgeous underneath the moonlight. He leans to kiss you, nothing too deep but still of passion because he loves tasting the sugar of your lips, you were always so sweet that it made his head cloudy.

Arm around your shoulders, yours around his waist, the two of you say goodnight to your friends and head to your motel room, Rocky trotting after you. The lock on the door is hard to budge open, the room has a sort of stale smell.

As Tyler is distracted by setting up a bed for the dog, you grab your things from your duffel. “Dibs in the bathroom.” You shout before making a run for it. Tyler groans and tries to beat you, but you stand in the doorway, sticking your tongue out at him. “You just gotta be faster.” You tease before shutting the door in his face.

The low bulb light casts a hazy orange glow to everything, you start the shower and find it to have weak water pressure. Your clothes make a pile on the floor and soon the air steams up.

Your muscles relax as you wash off, you let out a small groan at your fingers scrubbing your scalp. The sound of the shower curtain being pulled back and Tyler stepping in behind you makes you turn. “I haven’t even been in here that long.”

He shrugs, then moves to hog the water. “I got impatient.”

After being with someone for so long and sharing everything, nothing really fazes you. The crew jokes that you and Tyler could probably morph into one body at this point.

By the time the two of you are mostly rinsed off, he’s getting handsy. His fingers trace over your handful of tattoos, wet skin sliding across you in a feverish way. You lean your head back against his shoulder, looking up at him. “Ty…”

He looks down you was an innocent smile. “Oh come on, we’ve been traveling with people for too long. We get one night without Boone gagging when I kiss you.” He says, then leans his head down, nuzzling into your neck.

You bite your lip at the feeling, your arm coming up to run your hand through his hair. “Who’s in the room next to us? These walls are thin.”

“I don’t give a shit about that.” He mumbles, hand slipping far past your navel, earning a loud gasp from you.

You lean your weight back against him, nodding feverishly as his fingers do wonders to an aching spot between your legs. “Okay, not having Boone around is really good.” You breathe.

He’s practically holding you up, his other arm is around you, holding you to his chest while he makes you fall apart.

It didn’t matter that the room hasn’t been updated since the 80’s or that the mattress groaned under the weight of the two of you or that Rocky runs and hides, the two of you were savoring this alone time because you didn’t know when the next time would be when you got it.

You’re laughing, making out and switching positions. The feel of his hand running past the valley of your breasts and giving your throat the lightest grip, it makes you feel on fire. The headboard’s getting knocked into the wall, you’re breathlessly whining and he’s loving every reaction you give him. By the time you’re gripping his shoulders so tight and his name is sounding broken as it cuts from your throat, he’s barely holding himself up.

The air conditioning makes an odd hum sound as you lay against him, skin on skin. You never understood how people could get bored of sex after being with someone for a while, having sex with Tyler Owens was hotter than west Texas in the Summer.

Well, the first time was a little awkward. Most people don’t establish they love each other before they sleep with each other, but you guys did. When you sat in his lap, lips slotted against his, you had to fight to push the idea out of your mind that you were grinding against your best friend. Everything was slow and every touch was unsure, after it ended you were scared that the relationship dynamic would never work if this was how sex was together.

You laugh now, thinking about it.

“What’s so funny?” He asks, fingers tracing the long horn skull that is tramp stamped on you.

“I’m just remembering the first time we had sex.” You shake with amusement. He groans. “You have to stop bringing that up.”

Pushing up from his chest, the blanket falls off of you. He watches in amazement as you swing your leg over his waist, your hands planted on his chest. “I think it’s cute, we were just babies.”

“Yeah, sometimes I miss the days where I didn’t know how insane you were.”

You glare, immediately going to move off of him before his grip yanks you back to your spot.

“I’m kidding, I always knew you were crazy.” He says.

“You love it.” You lean over him, and his hand comes to tuck some of your hair behind your ear. “You know I do, darlin’.”

Falling asleep was easy, you could fall asleep anywhere, but in a bed with Tyler holding you to his chest, it had you dreaming in seconds. You wake before he does, slowly sliding away to get dressed. You stand at the balcony outside, a cup of coffee in your hand as you watch the sunrise. After a few moments of peace, the door behind you opens and out comes your lover boy.

“No rain dance this morning?” He asks, kissing the top of your head.

“There’s plenty of rain in Oklahoma, they don’t need me to shake my ass in the parking lot for it to come.” You state, leaning down to pick up Rocky who trailed out after Tyler.

The two- well, three of you, look out at the horizon line, the air is already getting hot.

“You ready?” He asks you, and you turn to kiss his jaw. “I’m always ready.”

[thirstywoso]

Patience is a virtue - Jessie Fleming x Reader 18+

W/C: 1.9k

AN: this was a rush job, work has been less than great lately, to the point that I'm very stressed out and have not had a moment to switch off in awhile and I've also started seeing someone but I've been in my head about it slightly. So that's why my posts are just messy as of late and also rushed

Warnings: gp smut, MDNI, oral given and received, light choking, penetration, slight breeding kink, I think that's it?

It was all you could think about throughout the day, the way Jessie had throbbed against your hand this morning whilst you were slowly making out with her.

Unfortunately for you, her alarm began ringing out signalling that it was time for you to both get up, Jessie to training and yourself to get started in your home office.

After Jessie took a long cold shower she came into where you had set yourself up with a coffee at your desk and was getting ready start your day of work.

Putting her hands on your shoulders and leaning down to peck your cheek "see you when I am home my love" she punctuates with another kiss to your cheek.

"Okay baby, your coffee is on the counter ready to take with you!" You call out to her as she walks out of the room.

-

Around mid morning Jessie was in a tactics meeting and you were sat staring at your computer screen, unable to get your head into any of the work you had to do.

The way Jessie's length felt in your palm through her boxers was the only thing on your mind, you decide perhaps against your better judgement that you'd send her some risky photos. In your mind it was only right to tease her like she had teased you.

You: wish you and that mouth were here

*photo attachment*

(A photo of your cleavage in a lacy white bra, ironic that white was a symbol of purity and innocence when you were anything but. Although with your puppy dog eyes you were sure you could convince Jessie that it was an honest mistake)

You sent a few more becoming increasingly more revealing until you received a reply.

Jessie: You better stop that shit right now

*photo attachment*

You could just about make out Jessie sat in the bathroom stall with a tent in her training shorts.

You: or what?

Jessie: you don't want to find out!

Oh but you really did, after teasing Jessie a little longer you decided it might be worth doing some work. Before you knew it 3pm was rolling around and you heard

Jessie's keys in the door.

"Baby?" She calls out as she puts the keys in the bowl by the door.

"Yes" you say skipping out of your office toward her.

It's then when you see the smile on her face switch to a more serious look, swallowing hard your eyes scan up her body until you are looking into hers.

"On your fucking knees!" She demands, her voice very much telling how serious she was.

You didn't dare disobey, falling to your knees regretting not changing into something other than shorts because you were certain you'd end up with carpet burn on your knees.

Reaching the floor you look up at Jessie with wide submissive eyes causing her to growl as her thumb runs over your bottom lip dragging it down to show your teeth.

"Such a pretty fucking mouth, you gonna show me how good it can be too baby?" She asks with a slight lilt in her voice.

Your hands find the waistband of her shorts and you begin dragging them down her thighs, the bulge evident in her boxers. Reaching her ankles you help her kick them off before you palm her over her boxers again.

Slowly stroking her through the cloth, looking up into her eyes as you feel her stiffen to your touch.

You bite your lip as your fingers dance along her waistband once again beginning to tug them down, Jessie's cock springing up into the air, jutting out towards your face, you can't help but instinctively lick your lips.

She lifts her shirt over her head as you discard the boxers, you make eye contact with her once again seeing the stern look on her face and know exactly what she wants.

Spiting on her cock and into the palm of your hand you begin to work her hardening cock up and down. Running your thumb along the tip before twisting your palm against her. Causing her toes to curl into the carpet, you lick your lips once again.

Your delicate pink tongue poking out from your soft lips as you pull the head of Jessie's throbbing cock toward your waiting mouth. Taking her into your mouth slowly circling your tongue around the head before hollowing your cheeks and taking her deeper.

Bobbing your head up and down on her length, one hand steadying yourself by grabbing on to her hip, the other working the base of her shaft.

Reaching the tip each time you pull back you flick your tongue along her slit whilst continuing to give her your seductive eyes before sinking her cock back down your throat. Gently gagging on her as your eyes water, Jessie swearing she had never seen such a heavenly sight in her 26 years in earth.

You continue on like this, slowing your ministrations any time you felt a shake in her legs and then once calm again you sped up choking yourself on your wife.

"Fuck baby, you look so pretty when you cry" she says wiping the tears that were forming in your eyes.

You give her a lopsided smile around her shaft at the compliment, eyes rolling back in your head as she bottoms out in your throat her hand pulling your hair back so she can look you in the eyes.

You continue to sloppily fuck her with your skilled mouth before gathering the mess you've made and using both hands to jerk her off, twisting in different directions speeding up your administrations, Jessie gritting her teeth and breathing heavy trying her best not to blow her load right then and there.

"Get up!" She demands "bedroom now"

You do exactly as she says, she spanks your ass as you turn to run up the stairs following closely behind. As you get to your bedroom she grabs you by your waist throwing you onto the bed.

Hovering over you she removes your clothes so you were now as exposed as her, the glisten between your legs was not missed by Jessie. Without giving you a second to think her tongue flattens against your dripping core.

Stiffening to add that slight more pressure to your throbbing clit, circling it in a rapid pattern making your thighs shake, allowing you some reprieve she dips into your entrance. The pooling arousal dripping down her tongue allowing her to swallow your flavour, she deemed you ready or at least that's what she told her self when she couldn't hold back any longer.

Crawling up the bed so she was looking down boring into you with her dark lustful eyes, grabbing herself by the base she gently runs the tip of her cock through your folds earning her some shuddering breaths from you.

Gently pushing in she could feel your delicious stretch around her tip, your mouth hang agape as her pelvic bone fell flush with your clit.

Your wife had filled you up on too many occasions to count but the feeling of her deep inside you could never get old, Jessie agreed the feeling of your warm walls and the way you squeezed and fluttered around her was intoxicating.

Pulling back she began to set a pace, slowly dragging herself out before plunging back in grinding her hips each time sending a shiver up your spine.

Your hands reached out holding her cheeks as she leant down to kiss you, your thumbs tracing patterns along her soft skin as she began to thrust into you with more vigour, your bottom lip bitten between her teeth.

Your eyes and hers screwed shut as pleasure took over your bodies, the slapping of skin and soft whimpers filling the room as she fucked you.

Holding her tight to your body you concentrated on the feeling of her filling you up, leaving you empty, filling you up and leaving you empty on repeat, the ache you had as you yearned for her to be back inside you followed by the earth shattering, toe curling feeling of her slamming back into you stretching your channel and hitting your most sensitive spot over and over again.

It wasn't long before your hands traveled off of her face and on to her shoulders, your nails raking up and down her back getting progressively harder as she speeds up her ministrations. Jessie's hand gently placed around your throat as she steadies herself, not hard enough to choke you but enough so you knew she could if she wanted to.

As her hips continue to piston down toward yourself and the mattress your hips thrust up to meet her, a jolt of pleasure every time she hits your clit. Reaching down you begin to circle the tight bundle of nerves in time with the way you were being fucked.

Your eyes closing momentarily as a feeling of warmth flooded your entire body causing you to shiver and clamp down on Jessie. Just as you start to see white Jessie stops. Flipping you over so she's on her back and you're on top of her, looking down into her big homely brown eyes that we're currently black with lust.

Grabbing your hips she pulls you back and forth helping you ride her thick cock, one hand reaching up and squeezing your breast. Your nipple hardening under the flicks from her thumb, her mouth watering at the sight of you.

After getting into a rhythm you both found mesmerising you begin to slowly bounce up and down on Jessie, eventually once comfortable you speed up, throwing your head back, closing your eyes whilst your mouth hangs open, a loud gasp and then a sigh falling from your lips as her cock hits you deep inside.

It's not long until you're close and judging by the way Jessie bites her lip it's clear she's not far off either.

"Jessie, please..." you pant out

"Please what?"

"Please can I cum?"

She nods her head as she flips you back around so she can thrust deep inside you, your loud moans and screams driving her wild.

"Where do you want me to cum baby?"

"Inside" you groan as you cum around her cock

"Baby you know I can't" she gasps, panting as her release begins before she can stop herself. She begins to pull out as she walks on her knees up the bed, covering your tits and out stretched tongue with her load.

"I think you already did" you laugh as you swallow what had landed in your mouth.

"Fuck, I'll go to the store and get the morning after pill, if I go now we should be fine" she says scrambling to get off the bed when you grab her wrist pulling her back

"No, don't, please fuck me again, this time put a baby in me" you tell her more than ask her.

"Fuck..." she mutters under her breath before instantly hardening again.

(Maybe I'll do a part 2 if I get asked/ have time)

[wez-star]

The late night hour is close at hand

Slasher!gf!Ellie williams x final girl!fem! reader

Tw: very toxic yuri, violence, mentions of blood and homicide. Smut

A/N: this is purely fictional PLEASE do NOT kill people ong

If someone had asked you a week ago how your relationship with ellie was going, you would've said great. Never in a million years would you have thought she'd turn out to be a homicidal psychopath.

You fel down on the wood floor of the empty cabin, panting as you hid behind a tabel on the floor. The sound of the door barging open sends goosebumps over your skin and makes your guts churn. "Baby?! Come on, this is just a big misunderstanding!" You heard her call out. Her footsteps heavy as she walked across the wood floor. She was slightly out of breath, covered in blood holding a knige, the axe she had long discarded.

You stay quiet, not daring to breathe as she comes closer. You close your eyes, praying this is just some sick twisted dream and pleading to just wake up. But you didn't waks up.

"Im not going to kill you!" You didn't believe her. She killed everyone else. You were the last one left.

Words could not describe the horrible feeling you got in your stomach when you looked to the side to see ellie standing over you. You squirm on the ground trying to run, but she kneels down and grabs your ankle, and pulls you back before you have the chance to. "Get of me!" You scream, but she pins you down. "Baby, just listen to me, please." You look at ellie terrified as she tries to calm you down her hands, leaving bloody handprints on your jeans as she grabs you. "Stay still!" She yells, and you freeze in terror.

You wince as she drags the knife across your bare stomach. "Why are you doing this?" You manage to say. You watch intently as she places a soft kiss on your stomach. "Stop it," you say weakly. "Why baby? you know you want me to" "you're sick" you spit back. You wince as ellie drags her tongue over your stomach. She grabs the knife and cuts right through your shirt, practically ripping it off of you.

Her hands leave bloody hand prints on your body as she revells in the fact you didn't bother to wear a bra today. She lets out a low moan at the sight, leaning down over you and not wasting a second to suck at your breasts. "Fuck" you let put a shaky breath. The girl had just killed 5 people, and now you were letting her motorboat you.

She bites down, grinds your skin beneath her teeth, and you wince at the pain. Her tongue ran over the spot as she looked up at you through her eyelashes. It didn't take long for her hand to travel down your jeans and into your underwear, you gasp as her fingers touch your clitt. "God baby" she muttered. You were in conflict with yourself. Yes, ellie had just committed mass homicide. But also she was just so dreamy

You let out a moan as her finger dipped inside you. "You like that baby?" She whispered, and you nod. The feeling of euphoric hornieness replacing the terror. Ellie was lucky it was ovulation week, or else you would never have complied this easily. It was addicting that her hand gripped you tight as the other one curved inside you, moving faster and faster as she licked and kissed your neck. Your moans becoming more high-pitched and cluttered as she went on, your walls tightening around her. "You're so beautiful" ellie muttered "fuck im gonna come" you squirm out. She nods hastily entrapping you in a passionate kiss as she continued to move her fingers inside of you. Your back arching, pushing your hips against her as you came undone in her arms. "Yeah, like that baby" she whispered in your ears, watching you pant beneath her as she rides out your orgasm. You look at her dowie eyed as she pulls her fingers out of you and lick them clean of your taste.

The terror returns as you catch sight of the blade on the ground next to you. You quickly grab it and push ellie off of you, catching her by surprise she stumbles back and falls onto the floor. You stand back and hold the knife up. "Baby.." ellie tries to reason with you. But you shake your head "you killed them!" Ellie lunges at you, causing you both to fall to the ground. You manage to get on top of her. "i loved you" you spit out, holding up the knife. "So did i baby" ellie responds looking up at you. "You're a monster" you spit out before plunging the knife in her chest.

[winniethewife]

Special day for a special girl (Blue Jones X F!reader)

A/N: For @ominoose Happy Birthday Mushi! Hope you enjoy!

Warning: smut under the cut, Blue is his own warning, fingering, Cunnilingus

Words:705

She woke with a start. Blue looming over her with an unusually cheerful look on his face. She instantly felt on edge. Blue was usually unpredictable, and his mood was hard to understand. She sits up slowly, apprehensive,

“Good Morning pretty girl.” Blue smiled at her a twinkle in his eye. He takes her hand in his and kisses it softly. She looks at him with a slight tilt of her head. He must want something. And want it bad.

“What’s going on Blue? You’re never this nice…”  She tried to pull away but he holds on tight.

“Hey…Baby baby…I just want to make you’re special day special…” He sits down on the bed next to her as she curls her legs up to her chest, he’s still holding on to her hand. . She feels confused.

“Special day?” she asks, she had no idea what day it was anymore, every day at the club was pretty much the same day in day out… it was near impossible to keep track. Blue just smiles.

“Yes, it’s your birthday. A special day…all about you.” He purrs as he takes her chin in his hand lifting her face to look at his. “I want to give you something special… something special for my special girl…” He presses his lips to hers, which was also surprising. As he pulled her in closer, putting his arm around her, bringing her chest to his, she softly moans. This was unexpected, unusual, and… nice. She puts her hands on his chest, the fabric of his suit was surprisingly soft. He took this as a sign… he pushes her down onto the bed, not daring to remove his lips form hers as she clutches his clothes in surprise. Her eyes open wide as he gets on top of her, her heart starts to race. She pulls away and opens her mouth to say something, to ask a question, he puts a finger over her mouth. “Shhhh….Don’t worry, I’ll take care you, My pretty girl…” he croons, kissing her on the lips, then her cheek, her jaw, neck…His hands caressing her skin, as he makes his way lower and lower on her body, His hands gentle, his soft words sweet. She was surprised, Blue wasn’t usually so kind, but shed take anything. Blue looks up at her from between her legs. “I’m gonna take good care of you baby. Keep your eyes on me pretty girl. That’s it…” He says quietly as he pulls her underwear to the side, sliding his fingers through her folds, rubbing his thumb in circles around her clit.

“Blue…” She moans his name softly, her breathing heavy, her eyes locked on his as he leans in to her, sliding his finger into her. She lets out a soft gasp as she feels him inside her, the feeling familiar but different, gentle, loving, not at all like her  clients. Her soft whimpers fill the room, like music to Blues ears as he carefully slides in a second finger curling them up into her. She bucks her hips into him, eagerly seeking his touch.

“That’s it pretty girl, making you feel good right? Tell me, who makes you feel this good?” He eggs her on stilling his fingers waiting for her response.

“You do Blue, you make me feel good” She cries out. She needs him badly.

“Good girl.” He praised her as he leaned in kissing her clit, pushing his fingers in and out of her, his tempo increasing as he sucks on her wanting to bring her to her climax. He runs his tongue along her folds and moving his fingers faster as she clenches her walls around his fingers. “That’s it pretty girl. Cum on my fingers. Can you do that for me baby?” He says into her skin, before nipping lightly at her thigh. She yelps slightly at the sting, then as he moves to bite the other side she feels the hot wave of pleasure come crashing down on her. As she rides out her high Blue smiles, pulling out his fingers and slides them into his mouth to clean them off, a satisfied hum leaves his throat. “A special day, for a special girl...”

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[ilyasorokinn]

mary's song (oh my my my) , quinn hughes

note, this fic is part of the "taylor's version" series, but all the pieces in that series are stand alone. a side note, i might use the whole song or just a quote for the fic. i also might not use the entire verse. just depends. sorry if that's confusing. feel free to ask questions. another note, okay i haven't touched this series in literally a year, but i will try to write it more. i'm still excited about it and want to write it! so, i'm starting out with a popular player so you all get excited lol pair, quinn hughes x reader summary, a fic based on "mary's song (oh my my my)" from taylor swift's debut taylor swift album. warnings, none :) word count, 2494 words

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she said, "i was seven and you were nine" i looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky, the pretty lights and our daddies used to joke about the two of us growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes and said, "oh my, my, my"

You lived right down from the Hughes family. Your parents were good friends so you spent lots of time with their family growing up. So, growing up you, your brother, and the Hughes boys would have tons of playdates and would go to the park together.

Growing up so closely with them, little Y/N did develop a crush on her neighbor Quinn. Everyone around you, all the adults, could tell. Kids weren't exactly subtle with their feelings.

One summer night, you were all in your backyard, post-barbeque. All the adults were sitting in lawn chairs, watching the five of you play. Well, it was more like Quinn, Jack, and your older brother Y/B/N, were playing and you were sitting in the grass watching all of them while baby Luke was asleep in his mom's lap.

They were trying to play a game of hockey, but the numbers weren't even. No one wanted to be goalie, so it was just one on one on one, "This would've been easier if you'd play, Y/N." Your brother pointed out.

"Leave her alone," Quinn spoke up in your honor.

"Yeah." You butted in, glaring at your brother.

Your dad chuckled as he watched you watch Quinn's every move, "What?" Your mom asked.

"Y/N. She's always watching Quinn." Jim and Ellen looked over and saw you watching Quinn.

"Can you imagine if those two ever got together?" Jim joked, sharing a laugh with your dad.

"That'll be the day." Your dad clinked his beer with Jim. Your mom and Ellen shared a look, before rolling their eyes and shaking their heads.

take me back to the house in the backyard tree said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me you never did, you never did take me back when our world was one block wide i dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried just two kids, you and i oh my, my, my, my

"Come on," Quinn called after you. He knocked on your door one day after school and told you to follow after him. So, you did. You ran as fast as your legs could take you, but you still couldn't keep up with him.

"Come on, you're so slow." Quinn groaned, slowing down for a second, "If you don't run any faster, I'm gonna beat you up." You couldn't tell if he was joking, so you stopped running.

"Y/N, what're you doing?"

"You said you were gonna beat me up." You narrowed your eyes at him.

"Cause you're moving too slow." He whined, "I wasn't actually going to beat you up. I was just joking."

"Well, it wasn't funny." You started running again alongside him before you finally made it to the treehouse in the Hughes's backyard.

You and Quinn finally made it to the tree and looked up at the treehouse then looked back to each other, "You go first." You pushed him up in front of the ladder.

"No, you." He grabbed your arm and shoved you towards the ladder.

"You." You managed to get your arm back and push him back in front of the ladder. He finally cracked and began climbing up the ladder. Once he was halfway up, you began your descent up.

Once you were both up, you sat down on the ground together, "So, why did you bring me up here?"

"Just wanted to hang out." He shrugged, "We always hang out with Jack and Y/B/N. It's never just the two of us."

"Well, what do you want to do?" You asked, posing a good question.

"Truth or dare?"

"It's not fun when it's just the two of us." You frowned.

"Then we'll just have to think of really good truth or dares," Quinn stated.

"Fine." You crossed your arms, "I dare you to..." You pursed your lips as you thought about it, "... kiss me."

"Kiss you?" Quinn repeated.

"Yeah." You nodded.

"Well..." Quinn hesitated, "Okay." He shrugged and leaned in, lips pursed. When you realize he was serious, you quickly stood up and climbed down the ladder of the treehouse as quickly as you could.

"Y/N? What the heck?" Quinn called down.

"I have to go!" You shouted, running all the way home and shutting the door loudly when you got home.

i was sixteen when suddenly i wasn't that little girl you used to see but your eyes still shined like pretty lights and our daddies used to joke about the two of us they never believed we'd really fall in love and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes and said, "oh my, my, my"

Somewhere in between the playfights, childish dares, and first days of school, the five of you grew up. Your brother and Quinn had graduated the year previous and were getting ready for college.

Y/B/N, being the responsible older brother, was in charge of driving you to school. So, on the morning of the first day of school, you both walked out to the car.

"Hey, Y/N, Y/B/N!" Ellen hollered, "Why don't we get a picture of all five of you together?"

"Mom," Jack whined.

"Just one photo," Ellen reassured. You all got into position and smiled, "All right, see, you're all done." She turned off the camera, "All right you three, have a great day." She kissed both her kid's heads before hugging both you and your brother.

"Bye, Q." You waved.

"Bye, Y/N/N." He waved back.

"So, what're you gonna do with all your spare time now?" Ellen asked, watching as the four of you drove off.

"Probably sulk 'cause Y/N's not gonna be around." Jim joked.

"Shut up." Quinn tried to hide his laugh as he made his way back inside the house.

"Y/N and Quinn, sittin' in a tree." Jim teased, following Quinn inside the house.

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You smiled to yourself as one of the little girls in your neighborhood chased a boy around the yard, "Proposition for you." You jumped when you heard Quinn and quickly turned around to find him joining you at the picnic table.

"All right." You nodded.

"You go on a date with me."

"Oh, yeah? And what do I get in return?"

"An awesome free dinner paid for by me." He flashed you a smile.

You pretended to ponder it and think about it, "I guess that sounds nice."

"You guess?" Quinn balked.

"I guess." You shrugged watching his reaction shift from excited to confused, "I'm kidding." You then watched him break out into a nervous laugh.

"Oh, cool." He tried to play it off as if he wasn't freaking out inside.

Your parents were, once again, sitting in lawn chairs, watching you and Quinn awkwardly flirt, "Our babies are growing up." Your mom spoke dramatically.

"All grown up." Ellen nodded.

"Never thought he had in him, I gotta admit." Both your dad's kept talking and laughing about how you and Quinn were finally getting together.

take me back to the creek beds we turned up 2 a.m. riding in your truck and all i need is you next to me take me back to the time we had our very first fight the slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight you stayed outside till the morning light oh my, my, my, my

When Quinn would come back from school, he would always come over in the early hours of the morning and he would whisk you away to the place you had designated as your spot.

"Shooting star." You pointed up to the sky. You were both laying on the hood of his car, looking up at the sky. You looked over at him, only to find that he wasn't looking up at the sky but at you, "Why aren't you looking at the sky."

"Cause you're my whole world." Your heart soured and turned your head to the side so he wouldn't see the shy smile making its way onto your face.

"You sure know how to make a girl feel special, Quinn Hughes." You leaned into him. He only hummed, pressing a kiss to your head as you continued to look up at the sky.

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You had little spats before, tiny disagreements here and there, but your first fight, it was something you never wanted to experience again.

"Are you serious right now?" You spat.

"I just don't get why you're making such a big thing out of this." Quinn shrugged.

"Quinn, this is big. I was gonna introduce you to all my friends and you just didn't show up."

"I'm sorry, I just lost track of time." He shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants.

"Quinn..."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Anything!" You shouted, "I want you to give me a better explanation than you just forgot."

"It's the truth!" He raised his voice.

You scoffed, "I'm done." You raised your hands in surrender.

"What do you mean "you're done"?" Quinn asked.

"I mean I'm tired. We're going in circles and getting nowhere, so I'm gonna go home." You rubbed your eyes and headed for the door, "We can talk in the morning."

He stared at you, silent as he tried to figure out what he was gonna say next, but when no words came out, you walked out the door.

The next morning, you woke up and didn't want to move," Good morning." Your mother knocked before entering.

You groaned, turning away from her and trying to go back to sleep, "Before you fall back asleep, just thought you'd want to know there's someone waiting for you on the porch."

You quirked a brow before pushing the covers off and making your way out to the porch of your house where Quinn was laying, asleep, a couple blankets thrown across him.

You stared at him frozen, "He was here all night."

"How do you know?"

"Heard someone on the porch last night, came out this morning, and saw him." Your mom explained before closing the door and giving you both some privacy.

You sat down on the step next to him and just watched him for a second before gently waking him up, "Q." You whispered, shaking him gently.

He moved, rubbing his eyes, before opening them and locking eyes with you, "Hey." He yawned.

"Hi." You smiled, "Heard you were here all night."

"Yeah." He stretched a little before sitting up and giving you all his attention, "I didn't really like the way things ended last night."

"Me either." You sighed.

"I'm really sorry, Y/N. I really did lose track of time, and by the time i realized what time it was, the dinner was over, and I know it's a sucky excuse, but it's the truth."

"I might've been a little harsh. There's another get-together in like a week..."

"I'll be there." He cut you off with a firm nod of his head.

"I know you will." You smiled, reaching over and squeezing his hand.

a few years had gone and come around we were sitting at our favorite spot in town and you looked at me, got down on one knee

After you had graduated from college, you moved up to Vancouver with Quinn and got a job at a hospital. You both got into a nice comfortable routine.

During the break, you went home to visit family and celebrate the holidays. Before you could even breathe, you were both wrapped in a million hugs by both sets of parents.

"It's nice to see you too, Mom." You chuckled, hugging her.

"How's work? Tell me all about it." You were whisked off to the kitchen table where Ellen quickly followed and you were soon immersed in a deep conversation about all the gossip you had missed while you were gone.

After dinner, everyone retreated to their own spaces so you and Quinn headed out to the treehouse that was somehow still standing in the Hughes' backyard.

"I can't believe this is still standing." You laughed as you climbed to the top.

You laid back and looked up at the stars, "We used to come up here all the time, remember?"

"How could I forget? We'd come up here and you'd tell me all those crazy facts about the solar system."

"I knew you probably didn't understand anything I was saying, but you being there, it was sweet." You leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"Listen, I have a proposition." You smiled.

"All right." You nodded.

"Marry me." He stated.

Your eyes widened and your mouth opened in shock, "Are you serious?"

"So serious." He nodded, pulling out a ring box from his pocket and popping it open.

"Quinn Hughes..." You couldn't find the words you were so speechless.

"What do you say? You and me forever?"

"God, of course. Is that even a question?" You tackled him in a hug, "You're crazy." You laughed, letting him slip the ring on your finger.

take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle our whole town came and our mamas cried you said, "i do", and i did too

Quinn felt like he was going to explode with nerves, "Dude, calm down." He looked out into the crowd and literally everyone you knew was there. Every grandparent, aunt, uncle, former coaches, current coaches, teammates, former teammates, everyone.

"This is worse than my first game." He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.

"You're gonna be fine." Jack reassured, flattening his tie, "Just breathe." He took another deep breath, "There you go."

"All right." He shook off his nerves the best he could and stood straight at the front. The music started and the doors opened. The bridesmaids and groomsmen walked in, then everyone stood.

He felt his breathing hitch as he saw you walk in. You smiled at him and every nerve in his body, he felt it disappear instantly. You met him at the altar, and kissed your dad on the cheek, watched him shake Quinn's hand, then handed your bouquet off to your maid of honor.

The reception felt like it went by too quickly, "Do you Quinn Hughes take Y/N Y/L/N to be your wife?"

"I do." Quinn nodded.

"And do you, Y/N Y/L/N, take Quinn Hughes to be your husband?" You could hear both your mothers' crying and being comforted by your fathers.

"I do." You nodded.

"Then by the power vested in me, you may now kiss." You couldn't help the smile on your face when you both leaned in for the first kiss. You linked hands as you made your way back down the aisle, big smiles on both of your faces.

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g my beloved!!! congrats on 3k it’s so deserved 🥺 could i request sweet creature with the prompt ‘ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me’ with jake? love u!!!

pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader warnings: men, unwanted flirting, unwanted touching, mentions of drink drugging, verbal argument, cursing. Hangman Masterlist | Main Masterlist 3 fucking K celebration

You didn't notice the little things he did at first. Jake wasn't protective in the possessive way. It wasn't the "She's Mine, Back Off" kind of protective. It was the sweet, silent type of protective. Once someone pointed out how Jake's green eyes never seemed to leave your frame whenever you were apart, that's when you started to notice the little things he did to protect you.

Whenever the two of you were on a date, he always sat facing the door, so he could watch in case something were to happen. Jake would also sit closer to the door when snuggling on the couch, and would lay closest to the door in bed.

He'd always walk on the side closest to the street. You didn't quite understand why whenever the two of you would start walking down the street, he'd switch positions with you. If there wasn't enough room for the two of you to walk side by side, Jake would take your hand and walk in front of you.

When the two of you would hang out at the Hard Deck with the rest of the dagger squad, Jake would know where you were at all times. It was like his sixth sense. He could be totally engrossed in a game of pool, and look up to spot you across the bar. But you were never very far from Jake anyway, finding comfort among the chaos.

He'd also be by your side the whole time too. Jake would stand outside the bathroom door and wait for you. He'd watch your drink which you often left laying around, or he'd even go get you a new drink so you didn't have to stand amongst the drunken sailors.

But tonight was different. It was Jake's birthday, and you wanted him for once to not have his guard up. The bar was packed with its usual patrons as well as the dagger squad.

"Having fun?" You asked, sliding up to your boyfriend as he sat on a barstool. Bob was currently lining up a shot in their game of pool against Fanboy and Payback.

"The most fun," Jake smiled and kissed your cheek, "Thanks for setting this up, baby."

"No problem. It's not every day you turn thir-"

"Don't say it," Jake said, placing his finger playfully on your lips, "Been hearing it all day. I know, I'm old now."

"Good thing I like older men," You teased, "I'm gonna go get another drink."

"I'll get-"

"You're up, Bagman," Bob said, handing the pool stick to Jake.

"I can get it, it's fine," You said and took the empty glass from his hand, "Vodka soda with lime?"

"Mhm," Jake nodded and pecked your lips before going to take his turn.

You walked over to the bar, seeing Penny frantically trying to serve the crowd in front of her. You hummed and tapped your nails on your glass, waiting for your turn.

"Hey," You turned your head a bit to see a young aviator standing next to you. He only had one rack of ribbons so you knew he was fresh out of flight school, "You come here often?"

"Uh yeah, I do," You rolled your eyes as Penny came up to you, "Two vodka sodas with lime please."

"I'll get them," The aviator said and Penny gave him a look.

"They're covered," Penny said, pouring the drinks and then setting them in front of you. You thanked her and went to grab the drinks.

"You went to UT too?" The aviator asked pointing to the small tattooed outline of a longhorn on your wrist. Jake had the same one tattooed on his butt cheek. It was a drunken dare freshman year, one that you didn't know would cause a relationship to bloom between the two of you.

"I did," You nodded.

"Really, what was your major?"

"Education. Can I go now or-"

"Y/N!" One of your friends called your name, walking up to you with outstretched arms. You felt somewhat better as you hugged her. You exchanged pleasantries and the promise to meet up with each other later. You noticed that the aviator was still standing next to you, and you turned to grab your drinks.

"It was nice talking to you but I need to get back to my-"

"What did you put in her drink?" Jake's voice boomed as he stepped in front of you and the aviator. You looked at him confused and then at your drink and noticed the ice cubes had sunk to the bottom of it. You gasped and quickly set the drinks down.

"N-nothing," The aviator shook his head.

"Bullshit," Jake cursed, "I watched you slide something into her drink when she wasn't looking. What the fuck was it?"

"Nothing, man! I swear!"

"It's Sir," Jake seethed, "Lieutenant Commander Seresin, actually." The aviator paled and tried to get himself to stand at attention and failed miserably. You shrunk behind Jake and touched his bicep, as you noticed Javy, Rooster, and Rueben had all walked up towards the scene.

"Cops have been called," Rooster said.

"MPs too," Javy crossed his arms over his chest, "So don't even bother trying to go hide on base."

"You're gonna let them ruin my fucking career!" The aviator seethed at you.

"Hey! You don't curse at a lady," Jake said, pushing you behind him, "Your fucking career was over when you decided to slip something in her drink. Be fucking glad I give a fuck about my career, or you'd be on the ground in blood."

"Jake," You touched his arm and he looked at you.

"We got this," Rooster said, and looked at Javy and Rueben. All three men picked up the small aviator and took him outside to wait for the authorities. Jake watched as they carried him out, before turning to look at you.

"You okay? He didn't touch you did he," Jake looked your body over for any injuries.

"No," You shook your head, "I just wanna say thank you for protecting me."

Jake smiled and ran his hands down your arms, "Always, baby. I'll always protect you."

[lostfirefly]

Make my heart a better place, give me something I can believe

First of all, thank you for your comments and likes on my previous story. They inspired me to write another fic :)

When I was 15-16 years old, I wrote a poem. Those lines were not dedicated to anybody. I was sad that day and wrote them down in my black notebook. I decided to create another story based on that poem. A few lines will be written in the fanfic, but since the poem was originally written in Russian, I translated it into English, but tried to convey the meaning.

Since English is not my native language, errors may occur. As always, feel free to share your thoughts :)

Description: You're a cook on the Buggy Pirates crew. During the year you have feelings for the captain, but you don't dare to say it, but you write about your feelings in poems. One day he finds your notebook.

Main characters: OPLA Buggy (of course) x Fem!Reader. Masterlist

Warnings: Sadness, fluff (a little), insecurity reference. No smut, violence etc.

The title is taken from the song "All I need" by Within Temptation.

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-Morning, doll.

A familiar voice came around the corner.

-Morning, magnificent captain Buggy. Coffee? As usual? - you asked with a smile.

-You always know what I want, - the blue-haired man said in a voice hoarse from sleep, plopping into a chair.

You smiled, stood on tiptoe, reached over to a large mug and began pouring coffee into it. 

 - Here you go, captain! - you said, holding out a mug, - What are your plans for today?

-I'll make a little foray into town, we'll resupply and head away from this godforsaken place, - Buggy said, sipping his coffee. 

-Sounds great.

-I'll bring a present for you, doll, - he said, running his hand over your cheek. 

-Thanks, but I have everything I need, - blushing, you lightly tried to pull away from the touch.

-Liar. Anyway, I'll get something for my baby girl, - he said, putting his hand on your wrist.

You awkwardly ran the fingers of your other hand over his arm. All you wanted was for him to get up from the table, put his arms around you and kiss you.

You stared at him, trying to hide your feelings. 

You've been flooded with memories. 

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A year ago, you ran away from home just to be away from your abusive family. A father who yells and beats you every day, a mother who takes his side and says it's all your fault. And an older sister who also happily participates in the bullying.

You decided to find any job. There were no vacancies in town, but you overheard someone in a bar talking about a pirate ship needing a cook. A ship? Oh, great! What a perfect way to get away from your old life.

The bartender told you how to find the ship.

-You wouldn't mistake it for anything. Look for the flag with the big red nose.

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-Captain Buggy, sorry. There's a girl at the door and she's here to ask about a job, - said a man in a tartan scarf.

-What? What girl? Although, ok, let her in. It's gonna be fun, - a man's voice came from the cabin.

When you walked in, you saw a blue-haired man with a red nose. With the whole ship resembling a circus, the first second you thought the red nose was also part of the circus image.

The man sat on the table with both feet on the barrel. He glanced at you with his green eyes.

You quickly scanned him from head to toe. He was wearing a striped vest, brown leather pants. He had a red and white striped bandana on his head and white gloves on his hands.

-What? Are you looking at my nose? - he said angrily.

-What? No.. I came to ask.., - you were nervous, your voice was quiet.

-What? Is it me that old or are you that quiet? I can't hear you, - he asked with a sneer in his voice.

-S-sorry.., - you cleared your throat and tried to speak more confidently, - I came here to ask for a job. I heard you need a cook. I'm good at cooking..

-How old are you? - he tilted his head slightly and squinted his eyes, - You look pretty mature. Aren't you supposed to cook dinner for your husband?

-I'm 27, sir..

-Sir, - he started laughing.

Not understanding what was so funny about what you said, you continued.

-No, s-s... captain.. Buggy. I ran away from my family. And frankly speaking I don't think they would be worried about me... and I don't care about them.., - you mumbled.

-Ts, doll... Tell me. Do you realise you want to join the freak squad? What does it mean to you to be a freak? - he interrupted you and suddenly reached for a knife on the table.

You stared at him with a question in your eyes. 

-I'm waiting for the answer, - he threw the knife into the barrel and looked at you, - What does it mean to you?

-Does it count if I say that I don't care about my life? - you tried to say it as convincingly as you could when you weren't even sure of your answer.

-Shit.. , - He got up from the table and slowly walked over to you, - Reply is accepted. I think, I can find a place in the Buggy Pirates for you. Every freak can find a home here. Welcome on board, sweetie.

He walked out of the cabin laughing.

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When everyone left the ship, you were still in the kitchen. The dishes were washed. You sat on the chair and thought about the captain. You could still feel the warmth of his hand on your wrist. What was it this morning?

Yes, he showed you signs of attention from time to time. Sometimes he could put his hand on your shoulder or waist, he always cheered you up when you were sad and always brought small gifts from his pirate raids. But at the same time, you realised that you were part of the crew and he just cared about you as much as anyone else. Plus, there were other girls on board. They were taller, slimmer and more attractive. What makes you think you're special? No, you weren't special.

You took a piece of paper and started twirling it around the table.

You picked up a pencil and began to write.

Tiredness pulses quietly in my veins, In the midst of silence, I'm alone in my cabin. There's life outside the walls, but who cares? I'm sick to my stomach with someone.. No one hears, no one sees, no one asks. Whether it's something or nothing. He's somewhere else, God knows where, The draughts are painful in my soul..

You smiled and hid the sheet in a small black book. Every time someone on the crew asked about this notebook, you said that it's nothing special, you just write down recipes in it. They don't need to know that you've been writing poems dedicated to the captain for a year now.

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The crew returned late at night. Before dinner, Buggy came up to you holding a little pink box.

-I promised to bring you a present, and I kept my promise, - he said with a wide smile.

-T-thanks, but you didn't have to, - you said looking at his green eyes.

-Geez, woman, I'm a man of my word. Take it!

You opened the box and gasped when you saw the small amber bear inside.

One night, when you were both sitting on the deck, you told him about your favourite figurine. Your grandmother, the only person in the world who cared about you, had once given you an amber bear. It was your talisman after her death, until one day your father broke it. He did it on purpose because you accidentally dropped your tea mug on the sofa.

Buggy didn't forget. He didn't forget what you told him.

-Maybe it's not the same bear, but at least you have it now, - his voice snapped you out of your memories.

-I really like it! Thank you so much, - you said and in surprise, you hugged him, - Sorry.

-It's all for you, my candy, - he said, chuckling slightly.

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You couldn't sleep. You went out on the deck to get some fresh air when suddenly you heard a noise from the kitchen.

You decided to go and check it out. When you quietly opened the kitchen door, you saw Buggy, who was looking for something in the cabinets and muttering something to himself.

Suddenly he fell silent and didn't make a sound for about 10 minutes. You tiptoed over and decided to get closer because it was impossible to believe that Buggy could be silent for ten minutes.

Shit. He was sitting on the floor, wearing his pyjama pants, holding a notebook with your poems. 

-God, please, stop sneaking around like a mouse. I know it's you, - he said calmly.

-I'm sorry. I didn't want to bother you.

-You can't bother me, baby girl. And tell me is that yours? - he asked, pointing at the notebook.

-Y-yes.. Sorry, - you whispered.

-Sorry? For what? Sweetheart, you need to be clearer in your expressions, otherwise I don't get it, - he asked and put the notebook aside.

You stared at him not actually knowing what to say. He stood up and came closer to you. You were trying not to look at his half-naked body. To tell the truth, it was the first and at the same last thing you wanted to see right now.

-For poems. Sorry for the poems, - you said, sighing heavily. You were afraid to look at him.

-You shouldn't be sorry, - he whispered and leaned into you.

He put his hand on your cheek and turned your head gently.

-Did you like it? - you asked.

-I didn't like it. I loved it.. as much as I love you, - he glared at you with his green eyes and leaned in a little closer.

**********

You woke up in the morning. It took you a minute to come to your senses. You got out of bed and grabbed a t-shirt hanging on a chair and hoping to find your clothes later.

-Where are you going, doll? - A voice came from under the blanket, - Get your ass back here. 

-I thought I have to go back to my cabin, - you said, fixing your hair.

-The only thing you have to do is get back under that damn blanket. The captain’s order, - he wheezed, finally sticking his face out. He put his hand on your shoulder and pulled you back down.

-Waaait! What about breakfast and morning coffee? - you asked with a laugh. -Coffee and breakfast can wait while we lie down for a while. Besides, if my freaks get hungry, once in a lifetime they can put damn butter on their own damn bread, - he mumbled as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

-Alright. But only for 30 minutes, ok? And then I have to get back to my cabin before the girl starts asking questions, - you said, running your hand through his hair.

-Fine, - he chuckled, - And then you'll make me a coffee, ok? -As usual? -As usual, my love.

[cardigan-ns]

Birthday Blues

Pairing: Luther x Sloane

Request: Hi would it be ok if I asked for a Luther x Sloane where in season 4 they have kids, yet Luther feels very hostile at the party as he's still mentally dealing with what Allison did to him, and he finally tells Sloane

Summary: It’s graces 6th Birthday, the entire Hargreeves family are together again, but Luther isn’t feeling the best about it, because he remembered what Allison did to him. (SPACE CADET UNIVERSE)

Warning: mention of SA. If you have experienced anything along these lines, you aren’t alone, help is out there, and I am here if you need me <3

Luther stood beside Diego at his niece’s birthday party and watched as Grace played with Lila, Luther and Diego were sharing a beer and the whole day Luther had a heavy heart, something was eating at him ever since he received the invite to this party, it was meant to be a wonderful celebration for his god daughter but he just cannot relax and enjoy it for the life of him.

“Hey man, you okay?” Diego asked him, genuine concern on his face, Luther snapped out of a trance he was in and just nodded, take a long swig of the disgusting beer that he forgot to put in an ice cooler. “Yeah, just worried about Luna starting school again and whatnot.” He remembered that Christmas break was gonna be over soon and his daughter would be back at school and the morning routines would begin again, and Luther wouldn’t have a chance to breathe. Diego just nudged Luther lovingly and agreed, “Yeah, I am too, but that’s not for another two weeks, you’ve got 14 days to spend time with her.” Diego saw the bright side of things for once whenever it came to his family. Luther remained a sad look and noticed Sloane with Klaus from across the soft play area, she was handing him some cheesecake she made for the party. He also saw that his newest born baby Fei was realising her hands existed from her stroller. Luna was playing with Stanley and coco in the ball pit and everything seemed to be going smoothly. So why can’t he relax?

“I’m gonna go check on Sloane.” Luther abruptly left the conversation, leaving Diego offended but he quickly got over it whenever Lila handed him a piñata to hang up.

As Luther sat by Sloane, she had baby Fei on her lap, feeding her some mushed up version of adult food. Luna was coming over to the table to take a drink of juice every now and again before going back to the ball pit. Luther’s mood was so low that even Sloane picked up on it. “Honey, everything okay? You haven’t touched your cheesecake, it’s your favourite…” Sloane studied Luther’s expressions, this wasn’t like him, he was never usually THIS moped.

Luther exhaled, “Is Allison coming here today?” he didn’t dare look around the place again unless she magically appeared. He knew Klaus and Claire were here, which meant she’d dropped them off. Sloane just tilted her head to the side, looking at her husband, “I think Klaus said that Allison said, nobody would want to see her. After the universe reset and everything, she feels discarded.” Sloane relayed what her brother-in-law had told her.

“Good. She should feel discarded.” Luther spoke sternly, his eyes sad. This made Sloane set Fei back in her stroller, and face her chair to Luther. “You don’t mean that? She’s your sister.” Sloane reminded Luther, that cut deep, it hurt him badly. He couldn’t breathe, he felt like his throat was closing over and the room was swallowing him whole. “No. She’s not my family anymore. She did this to herself!” He twitches a little, fidgeting with his hands. Sloane’s brows furrowed, something was seriously hurting Luther and she needed to help him.

“Do you want to go outside, get some fresh air, and talk with me?” She placed an assuring hand on Luther’s shoulder, but he shrugged it off, not wanting any physical contact right now. “Yeah. We could get some hot chocolate or something? I saw it at the cafe.” Luther suggested, not completely isolating his wife, and letting her help him, she nodded and stood up, strolling Fei, until Five walked over. “If you guys are leaving I can watch her.” He suggested, he was really growing up to be a noble man. Sloane smiled and allowed Luther’s little/older brother look after their baby.

Sloane and Luther walked outside the soft play and to the cafe area, where Luther got some hot chocolates, and they went outside to the bench to sit. “Honey, tell me what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Sloane sat across from him, watching him take a sip of his drink and he let out a small breath. “It was six years ago. It’s just coming back again, I shouldn’t have even let it get to me.” He tried to brush it off with a shrug of his shoulders, but Sloane wasn’t going to let that slide, he’s deeply affected by whatever it was, she wasn’t just gonna let him suppress it for a further six years. “Luther, please don’t push it away, I want to listen.”

Luther put his head in his hands and rubbed his eyes, panting now as his heart rate quickened. “You know how Allison didn’t come to our wedding, or Diego’s for that matter…” he reminded his wife, and she nodded, speaking up, “Yeah, because she reset the universe and feels guilty, right?” Luther shook his head and looked at the parking lot, his mind whirling.

“No. It’s because I told her she’s not welcome. And that she doesn’t deserve to see our family happy because of how miserable she made me when she felt low.” He spat out, bitterly, as he had every right to be. Sloane wasn’t mad she was concerned, whatever did she do to her husband. “Luther you’re scaring me, what did she do?” She had a determined look on her face.

“She assaulted me, Sloane. She took me for granted, selfishly, because she felt disgusted with herself. Now she’s burdened me with disgust.” His eyes welled up but no tears fell down. Sloane got angry, not at Luther but at what was done to Luther. She placed her hands on her lap, rubbing them to ease her mind, she was very upset. “And that’s not even the worst of it, she rumoured me. She didn’t even do it manually, she used her fucking power.” Luther pointed to himself, his hand shaking, “she had me in that hotel alone, and rumoured me!” His voiced raised a little.

Sloane just looked at Luther, her body numb at how Allison could do such a thing. A single tear fell down her face and she allowed Luther to keep talking. She didn’t want to interrupt him. “Every night, I remember it, anytime I see Klaus, or Claire, I’m reminded she exists. I hear Lila talk about her, I just shut down, I’m sure you’ve noticed. But today is especially the worst, because we’re all in the same fucking room.” He huffed out that last sentence, his breath hitching and his heart palpitating. Luther was usually the life of the party and Allison took that away from him, what would usually be a fun event for Luther has turned into the worst flashback of his life, every song on the speaker overstimulated him, every bland interaction reminded him of the predicament he was in, he couldn’t even smile today.

Sloane heard a car door close, it better not be who she thought it was, she was furious, her leg twitching. She looked towards the sound, and sure enough it was Allison Hargreeves. “I am going to kill her.” Sloane stood up, Luther grabbed her arm, “No. You don’t need to do that. It was six years ago.” Sloane just shook her head at Luther, “Doesn’t mean she shouldn’t be held accountable.” Sloane reminded him and he let her go. Luther just walked back inside, he wasn’t exactly ashamed, he was just run down, he needed to take his mind off of seeing her. He was going to check on Luna, see if she wanted any party food, he couldn’t bare looking at Allison right now.

“HEY!” Sloane yelled to Allison, and she just stopped. “Can I help you?” Allison asked, wondering what was making Sloane so angered. “Yeah you can start by telling me what the fuck possessed you to possess my husband.” Sloane was all up in Allison face and she was furious, Allison just held her hands up in defence and shook her head, “What are you talking about? Luther and I haven’t spoken for years.” Sloane scoffed biting her lip to stop herself from saying something she’ll regret. She just grabbed a hold of Allison’s car keys and fired the across the parking lot. “Maybe when you catch them you’ll realise what’s good for you and LEAVE US ALONE!” Sloane raised her voice so loud that even a few people in the foyer inside looked around and wondered who was yelling. Allison scoffed and looked at Sloane with distain, “My daughter is in there.” Allison protested. Sloane just smiled, “I’ll get Ben to leave Claire and Klaus home! Save you having to overexert yourself, not like anyone’s asking about you anyways.” And with that Sloane stormed back into the soft play building. Allison just stood in the parking lot for a moment, feeling exposed, realising Luther told Sloane what happened at Hotel Obsidian.

Inside Sloane saw that the party was just as she left it, except the cake was smashed on the floor and the piñata was discarded beside it. She walked up to Diego and asked him what happened, he looked to her a little gruff and said, “Luther bit the piñata and bumped into the cake.” Sloane’s eyes widened and she looked around for Luther, but Diego followed her. “It’s okay, Luna and Grace got the candy from it anyways. It’s no biggy.” Then Diego realised that that’s not what Sloane cared about. “Yeah I’ve been meaning to ask you, is the big guy okay?” He asked about his brother and Sloane just looked at Diego with a few tears in her eyes, sniffling. “Where is Luther?!” She persisted and Diego muted instantly, realising he was talking to much. “He’s at the table with Five and Fei.” Diego’s finger pointed across the room, Sloane patted Diego on the shoulder and she ran to her husband.

“Luther?” Sloane looked at him, he was rocking their baby in his arms as he stood by the table where five was mixing a bottle for her. “Are you okay? We didn’t get to finish your conversation…” She went up to him on her tip-toes and kissed his cheek, rubbing his back. “I’m so sorry.” She whispered. Luther looked at Sloane with deep love and admiration, he loved her so much, he was so happy she didn’t hate him for talking, and she defended his honour and looked out for him. Anyone would but Luther didn’t allow himself to see that. He bets that if he told anyone what happened right now, they’d do anything for him, but he’s never allowed himself to just speak about himself, he’s always cautious of what everyone else is feeling and making sure that they’re having a good time. Never paying mind to how his kindness was taken advantage of by the person he thought he could trust most out of anyone.

“I love you, and our girls. I’m happy I’ve been gifted with your acceptance.” Luther spoke quietly, not wanting anyone else to interrupt them, five was more invested in the exact measurements of powdered milk to add to the bottle to listen in anyways. Sloane put a strand of hair behind her ear and then caressed Luther’s face, she smiled adoringly. “We’ll never ever hurt you, and we won’t ever let her around you again. You don’t have to bear that fear anymore.” Sloane assured him as their one year old took comfort in Luther’s shoulder. Luther finally let himself cry, he felt his walls crumble and he let himself be vulnerable. He sat down and wiped his eyes with Fei’s baby blanket. He didn’t need to be hurt by Allison anymore, he was now given the opportunity to heal and he has a stable marriage that can give him the safety to feel his emotions, he didn’t need to be rumoured to feel them, he did what HE wanted now, no longer feeling ashamed in himself.

[https-lawrenceslittleone]

Hi hi hi I was wondering if you could write headcanons about cg!Luke or cg!Clarisse with a little that has an age range of 5-9? Or little!Clarisse headcanons? (You can pick the one you do im jusy hyperfixated on Clarisse rn 😭)

LUKE AND CLARISSE WITH A LITTLE WHO’S 5-9

A/N: I’m gonna do both because I love both of them so much. And I really hope this is right, I’m personally a younger regressor so I hope I didn’t get anything wrong! ^^’

Also this will include book spoilers on Luke’s part-

Clarisse La Rue

Clarisse is usually very unemotional. She is angry, aggressive, and violent.

Except towards you.

When it comes to you, she’s extremely protective, loving, and supportive. She would shield you from any sort of harm or danger and she’d gladly drive her spear through anyone who dared even look at you wrong.

She’s a very protective caregiver. She loves taking you outside and playing with you, but you must hold her hand at all times, and you aren’t allowed to touch anything dangerous.

She likes being called “Mom” or “Mama”, they make her feel really protective of you and she thinks they sound really cute coming from you.

Whenever you guys go outside, she has to hold your hand unless you’re playing outside or running around or something with her permission and she’s keeping an eye on you. She really likes hanging out in the strawberry fields with you. It’s peaceful and she tends to steal strawberries for you both.

She doesn’t have much money, and she rarely ever leaves Camp Half-blood, but she tries to buy you toys if you want any! But you mostly just play outside and play games with her to keep yourself entertained.

Clarisse is actually surprisingly really good at comforting people, so if you regress because of trauma and today is a bad day, or if you just need some comfort, she’s got you. If you want to ramble, she’ll hold you in her arms and let you ramble. If you want a distraction, she’ll play games with you until you’re bored. Whatever you want, she’ll do it. Because she loves you.

Because you’re a bit older, she isn’t too strict with you, however like I said, she has outside rules for your safety. She also has a strict bedtime for you and makes sure you eat enough during breakfast, lunch, and dinner. If you don’t eat enough, you’re not allowed to play until you finish your food. If you don’t go to bed on time, you won’t get to have any sweets for a couple days.

She actually doesn’t mind if her friends know or if people see. Yeah, she has a reputation to uphold and a persona to keep up, but like I said, she’s extremely protective and aggressive to literally everyone but you and a couple other people.

God forbid anybody try to say anything mean to you period, especially about your age regression. That will not end well for them. She doesn’t even try to use words, she just punches them. Girlboss.

Luke Castellan

So, this takes place after he betrays and joins the titans. You also join the titan army. I do not see him becoming a caregiver before he betrays, mainly because he knows he’s going to leave soon, and he doesn’t really see the point in developing such a strong, emotional bond with someone only to just. Leave. The only reason he was close to people like Annabeth was because he knew her long before he knew he was gonna betray.

Everything is very dangerous on the Princess Andromeda. There’s monsters literally everywhere you look, and hordes of weapons scattered about too. It is kind of a war ship in a way, after all.

You are literally the only person he truly cares about anymore. You’re the only person he hasn’t manipulated or lied to. He only cares about you, and he’s extremely protective over you.

He feels bad, but you have to stay in his room with him whenever you regress. It’s too dangerous otherwise. He doesn’t know what other people might try to do to you. He can’t risk it. You’re his baby and he doesn’t want you getting hurt.

He doesn’t mind what you call him, but parental ones like “Dad”, make him feel really special. Especially if your godly parent is your father, because it makes him feel like you’re slapping the gods in the face and he finds that funny!

He buys you toys whenever he goes out off the ship for whatever reason. He spoils you literally so much. You have all of the Calico Critters plus all the play sets and houses.

He is also actually really good at comforting and supporting you. He’ll hold you, reassure you, and give you little kisses all over your face whenever you need love and support. He gets really bad nightmares, so if you have a nightmare and regress, he’d be glad to hold you and comfort you. He knows what it’s like.

Like I said, he is strict with you. You cannot leave the room when little. You must go to bed by 9pm. You shower every other day. You eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner at set times everyday. You don’t get desert if you’ve misbehaved and he isn’t afraid to put you in time out of take away a couple toys if he feels like he needs to or the situation calls for it.

This is a very private thing for him, mostly because he’s surrounded by monsters and other. More violent people. All the time. And also he’s fighting a war and you’re one of his weak spots, so he’s not exactly gonna go flaunting it around. He isn’t ashamed of it or anything, he actually wishes you guys could be more open about it. It’s just too dangerous!

If anybody were to find out and they said anything mean about it, he would just get them killed. They’d be fed to the monsters on the ship or they’d just be thrown overboard. Either one he feels like. He won’t tolerate anybody talking bad about his little one.

[svnflowerkae]

Hi❤️💙🥰

I wanted to req for abyss lumine x sub reader, where lumine is a mean dom as she degrades the reader and fucks them crazy🤌

Idk y but i am really getting crazy thinking abt this 🤩

Thanks ❤️🥰

Hiii!! First thing first thank you for your request! This is my first time writing a meandom! characater so i hope it will good! AND OMG ABYSS LUMINE I'M SO DOWN BAD FOR HER 🥴. Also sorry if this will not enough long and remember that my first language isn't english so sorry if there will be any grammar errors! Enjoy!!!

Abyss!Meandom! Lumine x sub!reader

tw: reader calls Lumine master, choking, mention of nipple play, overstimulation, sub!reader, meandom!Lumine, pet names (puppy and pet), degrading kink, slight spit kink, reader has no specified genitalia, slap face (literally just once), reader calls Lumine mommy.

"M-master please" tears running down on your face as your breath hitches when you grind against Lumine's knee. How many times did she edged you? 5? 10? maybe even more than that if it it was possible, and if you remember well since your brain was just a blank space to all the pleasere you were feeling.

"Awww pet, look at you, so cute with all that puffy eyes from crying" she says, smirk on her face as she pinches your nipples. A gasp leaving your lips as you search for more friction. You were, once again, so close.

"Do't you dare cumming, puppy" her hand now having a tight grip on your chin. You look her in the eyes, tears continue to run down your face.

"Master but I- mhp" a moan leaving your mouth as Lumine touches your bottom lip and then purting her tumb in your mouth.

"Good puppy, i want you like this. Suck on my thumb and we'll see if you're good enough to cum"

You watch Lumine with puppy eyes. You could feel yourself becoming wetter and wetter and the knot in your stomach could snap in anymoment, desperation on your face as you try to beg Lumine with your eyes.

Lumine laughs. Not gonna lie but she was getting wet just by watching you being so needy and desperate to cum. She also loved how you could be so submissive.

As you were cumming on her knee she fakes a dramatic gasp.

"Ow puppy..What I told you? You could have just waited a little more and you would cum. Naughty naughty pet" she shock her head, like if she was deluded by you. She gets behind you, cupoing your cheeks.

"Now what about I keep edging you for all the night?"

You whine. You wish you could reply but your orgasm completely made your mind blank, only moans and gasps leaving your lips.

"Y/N, answer me" her tone stern as she gives you a little tap on your cheek and then a slap. You moan and you swear you become much wetter.

"Master, please, please I beg you, pretty please" tears coming out of your eyes once again.

Lumine kisses your neck, one hand on youe check and the other squeezing your chest.

"I know puppy I know" she sighs as she licks the hickey on your neck. "Well, since you're begging so so cutely what about you cum, mh? You want to cum for your mommy? Pleasing her by being a good little pet?"

"Yes mommy, please. I can be your good pet and cum for you. Wanna please you." You move your hips, in search of something to give friction. You wanted to be her good pet, making her proud of you. Her hand coming down to your chest and going near to where you needed the most.

Lumine's hand now playing with your sensitive part. Lots of moans leaving from you. Lumine gasps in your ear, almost as a way to mocking you and making you cum faster.

"Look at my good pet, there you are baby. You're so good for me, arent' you?" she kisses your head as you move your hips faster and faster, the knot in your stomach was, once again, to untie.

"M-master ah..mhp..fuck yes...I'm cumming, i'm going to cum ah~..Master" you whine and a loud moan goes out fron you lips, hips tremblimg as you cum.

"There you are, mh~ such a good little baby for me." Lumine takes your face and kisses you, gasps and moans leaving both from both of you.

There's a string of saliva when you two interrupt the kiss.

"What you say after your master makes you cum?" she asks, an eyebrow raised as she waits for your response.

"Thank you, Master"

[beck-hartman]

How could he not smile when she said things like that? It was impossible. Her touch brought only an increased pull at the corners as he murmured, "in that case, you know I can't tell you no." Pressing his lips to her thumb before giving it a playful nip, he almost laughed as he replied, "baby, I'm never forgetting that incredibly effective etch-a-sketch. --Well, wait, I mean, it could require regular maintenance..."

The mood lifted a little, just for a moment, and Beck clung to it like a life preserver for a drowning man, especially as she laughed. "Yeah, baby, we're gonna be sliding down the banister of that staircase. The adventure never stops." Running this thumb over the back of her hand, he brought in another movie reference, "if you ever do, I'll write it all down and read it back to you." She was the one he loved, that made pictures of her further extensions of that love. He nodded as she got the point, a slight grin returning as he softly joked, "MJ isn't the only artistic one. It wasn't about taking a picture of her, more a picture of something--a state of being. It was so peaceful in that spot, and from that viewpoint, how calm everything was, everything was so sort of stripped down to...the root of perfection, I guess. No shame, no expectations, human and nature in a symbiotic wholeness." He drifted off, shrugging as he probably said more than he should have about a photo they were both trying to forget she'd seen, "I dunno, it's kinda dumb."

He wanted to be her stabilizing force, even when he knew he wouldn't always do or say everything perfectly. He knew how to hold her, that much he was sure he could do. Gripping her tighter as she rested against him, he gave her a kiss to her forehead. "Overwhelms me too," he said softly, "in a good way. It's soul deep, ya know, so it doesn't stay localized to the heart. I feel you everywhere." As he caressed her face, he nodded even though her eyes were closed. "I can do that. This is a forever thing, so really, it's already done."

There was a surge of joy as she laid claim to him, her playful feistiness got him everytime. "You bit it so it's yours?" He teased. Despite how close they could have come to it going away, it still brought a spark back into his eyes. Lights that had gone out coming back on one by one. "Sorry, missed that last part?" He prompted, just to hear her say it again.

Holding her gaze once it returned to him, he was a little surprised she knew that number, mumbling, "huh?" Not that his girl wasn't brilliant, but she wasn't a human calculator either. But then he remembered what she'd said before: Seven months, thirteen days. She'd counted. "Right, of course you know," he admitted. Sometimes it felt like he'd only stumbled into getting her back--that he was so close to losing her forever--then she said stuff like that and he was reminded she had been as aware of his absence in her life as he'd been about hers in his. "Okay," he repeated, filled the confidence he'd just promised to have for both of them.

And then he had to keep talking. Which, in actuality, he did. This would be worse if she heard it from anyone else, like one of the Bella Stanleys of their world. He winced again when she pulled back, not just to look at him but to create actual distance. Technically, more like nine years was caught by what little filter he possessed from brain to mouth. Instead, he just nodded, averting his eyes with a quiet, "that's the one." She also watched them when they were older than that, but again, he had some sense of self-preservation. He didn't need to nitpick, especially when that made things sound worse.

He remained silent, giving her the moment to process. Despite the strong urge to argue something, he didn't actually have a defense for this. No matter how much Camille's husband did suck. "Not really anymore," he answered, debating if he had any ground to be cute but deciding to try, "there's this smokin' redhead that takes a lot of my time now." He dared to find her eyes again. "Just ran into her at the beach the other day, and we shared a joint and caught up. It's honestly nothing you have to worry about, I swear, okay? It was just something stupid for a really short period of time."

"Well, don't be. That's my baby." Shosh said, a little smile on her lips as she cupped Beck's face and smoothed a thumb over his cheek and across his lips. Would she have rather not seen that? Absolutely. But she had, though that didn't have to change anything. He had a past, just like she did. "Of course you don't. I etch-a-sketched you, remember?"

"Yeah, we will. Just you and me. This life and the next," She took his hand, kissing his palm before intertwining their fingers. With his explanation, she nodded, laughing a little and swatting him playfully as he called her hot. "I want to remember every moment with you; I don't want to forget a second of it." And given that was apparently the only picture of a woman in his albums, that wasn't what he had been thinking about with her. "And...that picture seemed to be more about the...aesthetic."

Shosh shook her head as he pulled her hands away from her face because she did not like this new crying thing she was prone to do. But as he pulled her closer, she took in a shuddering breath and rested her head on his shoulder, allowing him to ground her. "Sorry, I just get, I don't know, overwhelmed by the way that you feel about me sometimes. Blows my mind a little." She let out a little sigh as his hands came to her face, closing her eyes at the feeling. "Just need you to not give up on me, to keep loving me."

"Good," Shoshanna said with a giggle, "Cuz you're mine." Emphasizing her ownership, she bent her head and bit his shoulder. "I'm glad it turned out to be with you, too. Not all that surprised, but still glad. Cuz I'm yours, too."

With his gentle touch on her chin, Shosh brought her eyes to his again. "Two thousand nine hundred and twenty," She mumbled under her breath. While math wasn't her strong suit, that was a question she knew the answer to off the top of her head. She had done that specific equation more than once. "Okay," Her reply was quiet. Shosh didn't quite know how to respond to him, still trying to believe that she was the person he thought she was. But she was going to be that person. If not for herself, then for him.

As Beck went on to answer her question, she nodded along. "Oh, that's kind of a crazy coincidence." She acknowledged his comment about Aisha briefly, allowing him to continue on. But when he brought up Camille, Shosh had to pull back to look at him. She was too shocked to say anything, so she just listened until he was done. Scooching back some more, she stared at him for a minute before she replied, "Camille? Ten years older than us - who used to watch us when we were five?" That...gave her an icky feeling that she couldn't quite describe. Probably the same feeling he got when he realized how much older Frank was than her.

Shosh held her hands up, needing a second to process what he had just told her. This was someone Shosh was going to have to see around town. It was a relief that nothing physical had happened between them, that would have been an entirely different scenario. And she didn't enjoy the fact that Beck had been flirting with a married woman. And he had clearly seen her somewhat recently if she knew they were together. "Do you guys...hang out a lot?" She asked, fighting to keep her voice calm.

[halsteadlover]

Daddy's Little Girl

*Gif not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader.

• Requested by @tinfoilhat2719: Hey! I wanted to make a request, if that’s okay :). Jay as a girl dad. Like I feel like if him and readers first child is a girl he would just have such a special bond with her and ur would be so cute 🥺 and my bestie @hereforhalstead: So i'm gonna need you to write something inspired by that insta you just sent me with Jay and the child because IT KILLED ME AND I NEED TO SEE YOU WRITE IT BECAUSE LQAMDNFGHBHEDNJ

• Warnings: none, just ugly ass writing.

• Word count: 4682.

• A/N: so since I had these two requests pretty much similar I decided to write a piece for both of them 😂 needless to say this is ugly as fuck and I can't believe I'm even posting this, but @resanoona literally thereated to kick my ass if I didn't post so here it is, pls don't come at me. Like imagine not posting for so long and then coming back with this shit. Deleting myself bye ✋🏻

The day your daughter was born was the most beautiful ever of your life, nothing had prepared you for the overwhelming emotion and feeling that holding her in your arms caused you. Finally seeing her after nine interminable months was almost a dream, a dream from which you never wanted to wake up again. All the excruciating pain, the labor, the sleepless nights, all faded into the background when you heard her cry as soon as she was born. It was all worth it.

Being able to finally see her little face, kissing her cheeks was so emotional that you cried all the tears in your body. Jay did nothing but tease you and take pictures of you hugging and holding your daughter but he hadn't considered that he was even in almost worse condition than yours. You wasted no time reminding him of the way he nearly passed out when the baby was born to which he simply replied by blaming the heat.

It was the middle of winter.

If holding your daughter in your arms was an overwhelming feeling and the happiest moment of your life, seeing the love of your life become a father made you touch the sky with your finger. Seeing his eyes shine so bright they could illuminate the darkest of nights alone made your heart warm with joy and God, few times in your life have you ever felt that way.

“Okay Y/N, just a few moments away. Just a couple of thrusts and the baby will join us. We see her little head. C'mon! You can do it!” the doctor exclaimed between your legs. The pain was excruciating, your chest rising and falling quickly as if you were running a marathon, your forehead wet with sweat. You thought you couldn't make it, that you were going to die at any moment. That was definitely one of the things, if not the hardest thing you've ever faced in your entire life. Jay meanwhile was next to you as he continued to caress your face and push the locks of your hair away from your face.

“I can't... I can't do this...” you cried, exhausted and without strength.

“Yes you can baby, you can do it,” Jay said, pressing his lips on your forehead “Just few moments and we can hold our daughter, you're so strong love, I don't know anyone else who would be able to face what you're facing...”

“It hurts!” you exclaimed, looking at him but with your eyes clouded by tears. You were in so much pain at the time you didn't notice that Jay's green eyes were also full of tears.

“I know baby, I know. If I could I’d take all the pain away...” he kissed you again, stroking your hair, feeling his heart breaking in million of pieces “Here, take my hand, don't worry about holding her tight.”

And fuck if you squeezed his hand tightly.

Jay didn't even believe it was humanly possible you could have all that force until he feared you could break his fingers. He didn't complain about the pain, he knew it wasn't in the least comparable to what you were feeling in those moments, he didn't blink when you showered him with insults, swearing he would never touch you again.

He actually even found it funny but he didn't dare laugh, he knew you were going to kill him.

Your screams echoed through that hospital room, and as the doctor continued to encourage you to push, Jay felt the chasm inside him open up more and more. He hated seeing you like that, seeing you in so much pain and not being able to do anything to stop it. It was a mixture of emotions he had never felt before - perhaps it was close to what he had felt since he had known you - fear, joy, anxiety, worry, happiness.

He was about to become a father.

It was really happening.

“Here I see the head honey, another push and the baby’s out” the doctor announced with joy and Jay made the mistake of glancing between your legs. He had seen hundreds dead people’s bodies, badly injured over the course of his policing career, but seeing the little girl's head come out of you almost made him collapse.

“Sir are you okay?” a nurse asked noticing how Jay's complexion had become the same as a ghost. He nodded, not being able to answer and immediately looked away and then back to you. You giggled in tears. “Jay go sit down I don't want you to pass out.”

“No way baby I'm fine, I'm not leaving you.”

With one last push the doctor gave birth to the baby and you didn't notice how much you had held your breath until you heard her cry and at that point you let out a sigh of relief.

You wished you could have filmed on your cell phone the moment Jay cut the umbilical cord, the way he kept asking every second if he was doing right and didn't want to risk hurting the baby, the way his hand was shaking despite the heartening words of the doctor and the nurses.

Your heart exploded with joy when you finally held your baby and even more when he picked her up.

Isabel Kay Halstead.

Jay still couldn't believe it.

He was really holding his daughter.

Sure, nine months had passed, but it was only then he really realized it, when he realized for a fact his world had just turned upside down.

He was so happy, so fucking happy.

The baby was asleep and he was sitting in a chair next to your bed as he stroked your hair, looking at you with all the love he had.

“Try to get some sleep baby, you did such a great job today you deserve it” he whispered, a little smile on his lips. You giggled as you started to feel heavy eyelids, god you were so tired.

“But what if Isabel wakes up...”

“I'm here if she wakes up, you deserve to rest my love. Don’t think about doing anything else for the next few months. You carried her for 9 months and you've just given birth, the least I can do is let you sleep. She's safe baby.”

You smiled, nodding slightly. You knew he meant to keep his word, you knew he would sacrifice everything to rest you and take care of your daughter.

“I'm so proud of you baby” he whispered after leaving a kiss on your forehead but you didn’t hear those words, having fallen asleep before he could even finish the sentence.

Jay stood up and tucked the covers over your shoulders as he watched you sleep for a moment. He smiled, unable to believe how lucky he felt to have chosen you as his life partner and mother of his daughter.

Taking care not to make any noise, he walked over his baby's crib, delighting to watch her as she slept. With his forefinger he lightly stroked her little plump, rosy cheeks.

He really just couldn't wrap his mind about the fact she was finally there, that he could finally look at his daughter, hold her. She was so small, so tiny and he couldn't believe how such a small being could have messed up his world so much.

Jay hadn't realized you’d woken up shortly after, not being able to continue sleeping.

Isabel slept in his arms while he continued to gently rock her, sitting on a small armchair. He didn't take his eyes off her even for a second and you couldn't help but think how lucky you felt watching Jay with the baby, how you could never wish for a better father for your daughter.

“God I already love you so much” he whispered to his newborn, observing her as if she was the most beautiful of wonders. She moved slightly but despite this she didn’t wake up, continuing to sleep.

“I still can't believe you're here, your mom and I are so happy. I'm not gonna lie baby, when mom told me she was pregnant I panicked, not because I didn't want you, indeed you are the best gift I have ever received, but because I was so scared. I'm still so afraid. I'm afraid of not being good enough for you, of not being the father you deserve to have. I am not perfect baby, I cannot promise I won’t make you angry, that I will never be wrong but I promise I will try not to, I promise I will always be there for you, at any time. I'll be there when you’ll take your first steps, when you’ll say your first word, when I’ll have to punch someone for hurting you. No one will hurt my little girl I swear on my life...” he chuckled, suddenly feeling a pit in his stomach open at the thought that his little girl would grow up “God baby I'm not ready for you to grow up, can you stay like this forever? I'm not ready to share you with the world, just the thought makes me panic. Is it normal? I don't think so but we'll pretend it is,” he continued, stroking Isabel's cheek as he continued to look at her “You're truly the best thing that has ever happened to me, or rather, you and mom are the best things that have ever happened to me. I can't even expressing what I feel inside, I'm so fucking happy...” he chuckled again, feeling his eyes watery “Don't let mom know I said this word or she'll kill me.”

Jay was silent for a moment, his eyes still on his little girl. He didn't even realize he had started crying until a tear ran down his cheek and fell on Isabel's. He wiped it off quickly, unable to keep his emotions.

“I love you so, so damn much...”

-

Three years passed from that day on and Isabel had certainly become daddy's little girl. The way she had him wrapped around her finger was something never ceased to surprise you. The way those two loved each other made your heart burst with joy, in a way you never thought possible.

“Mommy, when is dada coming home?” your little girl asked, approaching you with her favorite puppet in her hand, of course a gift from Jay.

“You know Isabel I'm starting to think you love dad more than mom,” you replied as you continued tidying up the living room, giggling. Isabel hugged your legs, being careful not to drop her puppet, looking at you with her big green eyes, capable of melting the coldest of hearts. They were really Jay's eyes, god, it was like see him in those two emerald pools.

“That's not true mommy!” she exclaimed in an even offended tone of voice, then waving her arms in the air as if she wanted to be taken in your arms. You pulled her up and she hugged you with her little arms, with all the strength she had in her body. “I love you too so much, not only dada. I love you both equally!” she said with her little voice and you filled her face with kissed, making her giggle.

“I know sweetie, I know. I love you so so much” you said, breathing deeply the scent of her hair. “Do you want to surprise dada?”

Isabel's eyes lit up instantly as soon as you mentioned her dad and she nodded quickly, not even knowing what the surprise was.

“What surprise?”

“It's lunchtime soon, would you like to cook something together and bring it to him at work? I'm sure he misses you a lot too and can't wait to see you.”

Isabel began to exult and clap her little hands so much that holding her was impossible, so you gently placed her on the ground and like a bolt she ran towards the kitchen, followed by you who couldn't stop smiling.

“Hurry up mommy! Let's cook!”

And you were right.

Jay missed both of you so damn much, he couldn't stop thinking about how much he wanted nothing more than to go home, be with you and Isabel and not think about anything else.

He giggled when he thought back to the moments when he made fun of Alvin and Antonio for wanting nothing more than to go home and be with their children, telling them to have more fun, but the truth was since Isabel was born he didn't want to do anything else. He wanted to do nothing but be with his daughter, with you, all the time.

In a moment of break at work, Jay took the opportunity to send you a message asking how both of you were doing in the morning and obviously some photos of Isabel. He wasn't surprised when you didn't answer him right away, he knew how much Isabel could keep you busy.

When you arrived at the district, you and Isabel greeted Trudy who had the usual pout on her face, which disappeared as soon as she saw Isabel jumping with a huge smile on her face.

“Look at you little Halstead! Aren’t you the prettiest little girl? You came here to see me right?” Trudy asked, stroking Isabel's head and hugging her, knowing full well this wasn’t true.

Isabel shook her head, awkwardly pulling a lock of hair out in front of her eyes, which made you smile. “No, we are here to see daddy, we cooked his lunch and brought it to him. Can I see him? Can I see him? Where's he?”

“Oh I’m offendend now,” Trudy pouted and Isabel gave her a peck on the cheek to cheer her up. “I'm gonna buzz you up, I'm happy too see you both and Halstead's gonna be happy too, he's been grumpy all day.”

“Thank you Trudy,” you thanked her and after giving her a hug, you gently grabbed Isabel’s hand and went upstairs.

“Look who's there!” Kim's voice caught Jay's attention and when he looked up and saw you and Isabel climbing the stairs his heart almost burst with joy. He jumped up from his desk, going straight to meet you two.

“Dada!” Isabel exclaimed with joy, letting go of your hand and running to meet her father, who immediately took her in his arms making her spin in the air.

“Oh my god what are you doing here? I'm so happy to see you!” he said as he hugged the baby. You couldn't stop smiling seeing them together, that scene was so tender everyone's hearts melted, even Voightìs.

“I missed you Dada, we brought you lunch! Mum and I cooked it, but I cooked more,” Isabel spoke as she looked at her father with loving eyes. Jay let out a sound of amazement before printing a kiss on the child's cheek. “No way! I'm sure it’s so good!”.

He looked over at you, with a smile that nearly made you pass out on the floor in front of everyone else.

“Hi baby” he whispered, approaching you and giving you a kiss on your lips “You look so good.”

You didn't have time to answer as Adam's voice preceded you. “You two are disgusting. How about running away from here little Halstead?” he asked, approaching the three of you but looking just at Isabel.

She shook her head, hugging Jay even more. “I want to stay with Dada.”

“Oh... Is that so? Then I guess I'll have to return that little toy I bought you...” Adam spoke and Isabel's eyes lit up, trying immediateky to go him. You laughed, rolling your eyes at how everyone on the team continually spoiled her.

-

One night Jay was taking a shower, you and Isabel were in bed playing together. The bathroom was attached to the bedroom so when you heard the shower head go off you knew Jay was done.

And Isabel understood it too.

In fact, she jumped on the bed suddenly, instantly giving up the toys she was playing with and headed for the dresser where Jay had his shirts.

“What are you doing darling?” you asked amusedly at the way her small hands tried to open the drawer, which was far more substantial than hers.

“Dada shirt!” she exclaimed, almost crying when she realized she couldn't open it on her own. You got up and went near her to be able to help her, and in no time at all she grabbed a shirt and ran out of the room, going to meet Jay who was just coming out of the bathroom.

He had a towel around his waist and another in his hands as he dried his hair with another one.

Damn I am so lucky.

“Dada! Dada! Your shirt!” A huge smile was painted on his face as she saw her daughter running towards her waving his shirt in her hands.“Oh baby thank you so much, come here. What I would do without you,” he said, reaching down to her height and picking her up before starting to fill her with kisses.

“Ew dada you're all wet!” Isabel exclaimed, a disgusted expression on her face as she struggled to free herself from Jay's grasp, giggling and squeaking at the same time. “Let me go!”

“Never!” he exclaimed continuing to kiss her as he walked to your bedroom. It was in vain for Isabel to ask for her help as Jay never let her go, instead he placed her on the bed and started tickling her. The room filled with the sound of Isabel's laughter and giggles as she continued to stir under Jay's grasp.

You couldn't stop looking at them and smiling, feeling your heart explode with joy and happiness. The way those two loved each other was a love you had never seen or felt, it was something you didn't even see in movies.

Isabel doted on her father and her father doted on her, they were like siamese twins, they just couldn't be without each other.

You and Isabel had an unbreakable bond, there was no question of that, but the feeling that bonded her to her father was visceral, something you admitted you would never have.

You would never change anything, you loved the way they loved each other and with each passing day this love grew more and more. You loved the way Isabel could always count on Jay, the way she took refuge in his arms when she was sad or when she cried, how she jumped and was excited when he came back home from work in the evening.

“Dada can I sleep with you and mama tonight?” she asked, looking at Jay like you weren't even there.

“Isabel I...” you intervened but obviously Jay hadn't even let you finish the sentence that he had already agreed.

“Of course you can baby,” he replied, hugging her and stroking her hair.

“You know Isabel, you are a big girl now and big girls sleep alone the night,” you said, knowing full well it was a losing battle.

“But I have nightmares mama, I want to be with you,” she replied, putting on the tenderest and cutest dog face she was capable of as she alternated her gaze between you and Jay.

“You can sleep with us as long as you want, no nightmare will bother my little baby,” Jay spoke up, hugging her again not before he kissed her forehead. Isabel started giggling as she snuggled Jay, a malevolent expression on her face as she looked at you.

I can't believe this.

Three years and she already knew how to leverage the feelings of her father, when you said she had it wrapped around her little finger you were not lying at all.

She was definitely Jay's daughter.

And that’s how they fell asleep together and hugged each other that night, her lying on Jay's chest as he had his arm around her little body in a protective manner.

“Come here baby,” he had said before falling asleep, spreading his other arm as if to invite you. You obviously didn't make him repeat it again and, as far as possible without waking Isabel up, you settled into his arm, your head resting in the hollow of his neck. “Hey give me a kiss.”

His tone even sounded offended when he noticed you were nestled on him, making you giggle as you lifted your head and stamped a thousand kisses on his lips.

“You know she has you wrapped around her finger right?” you teased him, leaning your head back as you stroked your daughter’s hair.

“Oh yeah I know but just look at her cute, how can you say no to that face? It's your fault anyways.”

“What? Why?”

He kissed you on the forehead before yawning. “Those puppy dog ​​eyes, she got them from you. You know damn well I can't resist them.”

The times you let Isabel sleep with you and Jay were not uncommon, but there was certainly no shortage of little squabbles trying to getting her to sleep alone. Jay was right, it was really hard to tell her no.

But unluckily, there were even the nights when she woke up crying because of some nightmare and those were the nights when you felt most guilty for leaving her alone. This happened in particular when it was raining and there was thunders. You heard her crying through the baby monitor one night but before you could even figure out what was going on, Jay had already jumped out of bed and ran into Isabel's room, followed right after by you.

His heart was beating madly, his paranoid mind already thinking of the worst possible and imaginable scenarios.

“Hi baby, it's okay I'm here. Dad's here, it's okay” he would say to her, immediately taking her in his arms and holding her tightly to his chest while he cradled her and stroked her hair.

Isabel cried, refusing her face in the hollow of her father's neck, her safe haven.

“It's okay baby, nothing's gonna happen to you, mama and dada are here” he kept whispering in her ear to calm her down.

“I hate... I hate thunders...” she sobbed, even struggling to speak from her tears, her little body shaking with sobs. You approached them and started stroking her hair.

“Look at me baby,” you said and at that point Isabel looked at you, her face red and streaked with her tears as Jay continued to cradle her in his arms.

“I know they're scary my baby. Like dad said we wouldn't let anything happen to you, you're safe. How about you come and sleep with us?” you asked her and at that point her crying subsided and her eyes began to shine. The way she stopped crying so suddenly almost made you laugh. Jay couldn't help himself and let out a chuckle after you two exchanging a look, kissing Isabel at the top of her head after.

“Really?”

“Of course baby, you can stay with us as long as you want,” you said, cupping her face and wiping her tears with your fingers. She smiled and stretched her arms out to you, a sign she wanted to be held by you.

“Let's go sleep honey,” you said, kissing her cheek.

“Dada can I sleep on you?” she asked, after the three of you had settled into the bed.

Jay chuckled, opening his arms widely. “Can I ever say no to this pretty face? Come here.”

She giggled and settled on Jay's chest. He hugged her, holding her tightly to him and placing kisses on her head, pampering her in an attempt to make her completely forget what had happened. She was so grown but she seemed so small in Jay's arms at the same time.

And like this she fell asleep, held in the arms of one of the people who loved her most in the world.

-

Going to work the next day was more tiring than usual and you couldn't wait to go home and see Jay and your little girl, be with them for a while and forget everything else.

As soon as you opened the door of the apartment you shared with Jay, your gaze immediately went to search for Isabel and Jay, who you knew was off work earlier that day. “I'm home!”

No reply.

After closing the door behind you and hanging your jacket on the hanger, you realized why no one had answered. In an instant the house was filled with giggles and screams and laughter and the sound alone caused a huge smile to form on your face, your heart full of joy. As a magic trick, instantly all the tiredness and frustration of the day seemed to have vanished.

Entering the living room you immediately saw Jay sitting on the sofa and Isabel sitting on his lap squirming as he tickled her. They were so much in their own little world they didn't even notice your presence, so you just leaned on the door jamb and looked at them with a stupid expression on your face.

He was the first to notice between the two. “Hey look who's back!” he exclaimed with a huge smile as soon as he saw you, pointing in your direction. Isabel followed the direction of his gaze and let out a small scream when she saw you, quickly getting off Jay's legs and running towards you.

“Mama!”

You reached down to her height and opened your arms, hugging her as she threw herself on you. “I missed you mommy.”

“Oh baby I missed you too baby, sooo much,” you replied, filling her face with kisses as she giggled.

“Just her?” Jay asked jokingly, standing up and coming towards you as you too stood up with Isabel in your arms.

“Do I know you sir? Why are you in my house?”

He laughed and kissed you on your lips, completed with an “Ew” exclaimed in full disgust from Isabel, causing you and Jay to burst into laughter. You both knew the real reason was her innate jealousy towards her father.

After having dinner, you were sitting on the sofa, playing with your daughter. “What is it?” you asked, noticing the way Jay was smiling. His gaze was directed at little Isabel who continued to play with her toys. Isabel's birth had really changed him, you had seen Jay happy but the way he did nothing but talk about the baby, to everyone with so much pride it almost made you cry, the way he wanted to do nothing but be with her, god, you've never seen someone have so much love for someone else.

“I just...” he sighed happily “I just love her so fucking much. Like I can't even explain it, I would burn the world to the ground if she asked me too.”

You chuckled and he put his arm around your shoulders, drawing you to him before hugging you.

“I want another 300 of her.”

“What?" you asked, looking at him as if a second head had just sprung up.

“I want more kids, lots of them, like I want a football team.”

“Sure easy for you to say, you’re not the one who’s gonna push them out of your vagina,” you joked, giving him a light nudge that made him laugh “Let's give Isabel just a brother or a sister for now, what do you think?”

“Really?” he asked looking at you for a moment with adoring eyes that shone like two stars. You nodded giggling like a schoolgirl as you noticed the little grin on his lips. He alternated his gaze between your eyes and your mouth, wetting his lips with his tongue.

Oh god.

For some absurd reason you knew exactly what was going through his head at that very moment and you couldn't deny that whatever it was you couldn't wait for it to happen.

“Can't wait to have another one, baby.”

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Breeding | alpha!bakugou x omega!reader 18+ ONLY

Summary: deep down, all katsuki wants is to be a father. He’ll never admit it, though.

Just a short lil somethin somethin I wanted to get out of my system!

18+ ONLY AND I MEAN IT

Warnings: smut, pregnancy, knotting, a/b/o, heat/rut

Your heats were always strong enough to kick Katsuki into a rut the second he smelled the change in your pheromones.

You had stopped taking any kind of heat suppressants when you met him, partially because you hated that they tended to make you nauseous and partially because he got grumpy whenever you brought them up. It hurt his ego a little, you figured; after all, Katsuki was about as alpha as they came, with ruts that were so wild and explosive they were practically legendary. He was a big, tough, desirable alpha, the number two pro hero, and despite what seemed like an entire fan base of omegas throwing themselves at his feet, he had chosen you.

You weren’t a hero, or even a sidekick. Your quirk didn’t really lend itself to big, valiant acts of heroism, so you had just foregone that route and chosen a much different career for yourself instead:

Fashion.

That’s actually how you had met Katsuki. You worked for his mother as an assistant, listening to her go on and on about her pro-hero son every day. At first, you just nodded and smiled, going along with whatever your boss said, but as time passed, you started to get...almost invested. You looked forward to listening to her gush about him, and whenever she managed to convince him (against his will, apparently) to grab lunch with her, she would come back carrying faint, lingering scents of campfire and marshmallows, and as time passed, she began to notice the way you tried to drink it in. 

Then, one thing led to another, and Mitsuki was introducing the two of you. The rest was history. 

Now, you had been a mated pair for quite some time, living together in a nice penthouse thanks to Katsuki’s hefty checks from his hero work. You spent most of your free time together, frequently hosting friends and enjoying their company. You had grown used to the boisterous pros your alpha hung out with, and you enjoyed having the likes of Kirishima and Kaminari around. 

Except when you were in heat, of course, and Katsuki made sure that you were completely hidden from the world, that you were his and his alone. He was possessive under normal circumstances, but with a mating cycle involved? Oh, he was incessant. 

“Who d’you belong to, baby?” he cooed in your ear as he rubbed himself against your slick entrance. 

“Y-you, alpha,” you breathed out, voice hitching. Sweat was plastering your hair to your face, your skin feverish as you whined and begged for him. 

You’d been like that all day. You had known your heat was coming up, of course, but not just because of the usual symptoms like nesting and cramps; no, you always knew exactly when you were due to begin thanks to Katsuki. He was better at keeping track than you were, going so far as to mark it on the calendar so he’d know when to take time off from hero work. 

At first, you’d told him it was fine. He didn’t need to stay so on top of things, and he definitely didn’t need to push his work aside for you. But Katsuki wouldn’t even entertain the thought of leaving you home alone to deal with your heats, and ever since you had first gotten together, he spent every single one taking care of you. He’d fuck you senseless, of course, but he also loved bringing you food and water, determined to keep you from accidentally starving yourself, and he always helped you bathe when you eventually got tired enough to take a break from his dick. 

It was incredibly domestic of him, and you were grateful to have such an attentive alpha around...because, after all, when you were in heat, there was really only one thing you could think about. 

“Alpha,” you whined, gripping the sheets. “P-please, alpha, please...”

“Want my cock?” he teased, nudging the head inside. You were dripping wet, slick running down your thighs, and as he felt how hot your pussy was, he let out a low groan. “Fuck, kitten, not gonna last long in you...”

“D-Don’t care,” you moaned, desperate to feel him stretching you. “J-Just want your cock, alpha, please...”

Well, who was he to deny you, especially when you asked so sweetly?

He rolled his hips forward, pushing into your hot core and immediately moaning. “Fuck...”

You took him so well. You always did. It was like you were made for him. 

As he thrusted in and out of you, Katsuki lowered his head, sinking his teeth into your shoulder. Taking you from behind was his favorite way to fuck, but if he kept looking at the way your ass bounced when he pounded into you, he knew he would lose it. He wanted to make you cum at least a couple times before he filled you up, but at the rate things were going, that wasn’t going to take very long. 

Whenever you were in heat, orgasms seemed to wash over you whenever your alpha was fucking you. Just the feeling of his cock ramming into you was enough to have you crying his name, more slick gushing down your thighs. There was nothing you loved more than the feeling of your alpha, and Katsuki was a very, very good alpha. 

“That’s it,” he said, breath hot against your skin. “Gimme another, baby, cum on this cock...”

He reached down, his calloused fingers finding your clit. The moment he touched it, you let out a loud whine, your pussy squeezing around him desperately. 

It was going to drive him mad. 

“T-Tell Alpha what you want,” he managed to choke out, trying to focus. 

“Fill me up,” you moaned, clawing at the sheets. “Breed me, please...want your pups...”

The thought was just too much. Katsuki lost himself, grabbing your hips roughly as his knot began to swell. Picturing you growing round with his pups, your tits heavy with milk...fuck, he just wanted to fill you up over and over again and never let you go.

So that’s what he did. 

A few weeks later, you were pacing around the apartment, nervous as all hell as you chewed your nails. It was a bad habit you had been trying to kick, but right now, you didn’t care; Katsuki would be getting home any minute, and you weren’t sure if you were petrified or ecstatic to tell him the news. 

When you heard the door open and his scent came wafting in, you nearly jumped out of your skin. 

“Hey, babe,” your mate called lazily, kicking the door shut like always before shucking his boots off. 

“H-Hey,” you squeaked, standing in the kitchen doorway. 

At the sound of your tiny voice, he froze, nostrils flaring as he took in your anxious scent. “What’s wrong?”

“I...uh....” you gulped, looking at the floor. You were too scared to make eye contact, even with the man you loved so much. 

“Babe?” he asked, approaching you. His normally rough voice was softer now, red eyes full of concern. 

“Remember my last heat?” you asked, daring to glance up at him. Fuck, he was so big...you were starting to understand why other alphas were so scared of him. 

“Course.” he chuckled. “How could I forget? You were so fuckin’ wet, baby...”

“Y-yeah, well...um...” you turned, heading for the kitchen counter. You didn’t know how to use your words anymore. Maybe showing him would be easier. 

Katsuki followed at your heels, reaching for your wrist. He managed to catch you, but not before you grabbed something and spun back around to face him, the item hidden behind your back. 

“You have to promise not to be mad.” you said, voice wavering slightly. 

“I’m never mad at you, babe.” he growled. “But you’d better fuckin’ show me what you’re hiding.”

Nodding quickly, you squeezed your eyes shut and held your hand out towards him. 

When you didn’t hear anything, you peeked up at him. 

He was staring, his eyes wide. His gaze was focused on the pregnancy test in your hand, chest rising and falling with every breath. 

You immediately panicked. 

“I-I’m sorry!” you blurted, backing up until you hit the counter. “I-I didn’t expect this to happen, it never has before, I don’t know what--”

“Omega.” he interrupted, chest vibrating with a loud purr. “Is that test positive?”

You nodded, tears springing to your eyes. 

Then, the widest smile you’d ever seen lit up his face, and he was sweeping you off your feet. 

“You’re pregnant?” he asked, spinning you around. 

“Y-yes,” you answered, chest still tight with anxiety. 

“Finally.” he set you back down on your feet, his arms still tight around you. “Been waitin’ so long...”

“Wh-what?” you asked, wiping at your tears. “You’re not mad?”

“Mad?” he scoffed. “Why the fuck would I be mad? I’ve always wanted pups with you. Just didn’t know if you were ready or not.”

“Oh.” you let out a laugh as your chest finally loosened up a bit. “I guess I am...”

“Hey.” he leaned his forehead against yours, that purr still rumbling in his chest. “I’m gonna take care of you. You’re mine forever, ‘n don’t you fuckin’ forget that.”

[nejiverse]

INFATUATION PART 2

Yandere! Bonten! Haruchiyo Sanzu

In which Sanzu is under the impression that he had won but that doesn’t seem to be the case….Fem! Reader

tw: non consensual activities

Approx. 1k words

—“The look of fear on your face, I love it".

Sanzu chuckled under his breath before he leaned down to place a kiss on the woman's lips.

Maybe I should say tried to.

Y/n placed a hand over his mouth to stop him from progressing any further.

"I don't want to kiss you Sanzu", she whimpered in a voice just above a whisper.

She was afraid of what his reaction would be to her words but she obviously wasn't gonna sit around and watch Sanzu do things to her that she didn't agree with.

Y/n was able to feel the pinkette smirking into her palm as he brought out a gun from his pocket and used it to move her hand from his mouth slowly.

He then brought the gun to her forehead, using it to push away the strands of her h/c hair to the side with a sultry grin.

"Say that again for me? I don't think I heard you correctly..."

Her lips parted but no words came out. She didn't dare respond to his question.

With his knees at either side of her body and his vacant hand caressing her hair, he then again leaned down till their lips were barely touching and the strands of his silky hair tickled her face.

"Cat got your tongue?", he tilted his head coyly while his eyes searched her eyes then redirected down to her lips.

Y/n turned her head to the side but her efforts were of no avail, Sanzu only placed the gun at her chin and turned her head back to him.

He placed a forceful and needy kiss on her lips that left Y/n taken aback. Every time she shook her head in disagreement, he'd only deepen the kiss.

"Even better than I imagined", he muttered against her lips, a faint blush visible on his cheeks.

"What do you mean?", she asked with furrowed brows. Sanzu broke the kiss when he felt like he needed to breathe.

"Well you're in my dreams a lot".

As if things couldn't have gotten any weirder, was what Y/n was thinking in her head. She couldn't help but wonder what exactly brought about his obsessive behaviour towards her.

She just chose to pretend like he didn't just say he dreams of her.

She felt a weight come off her as Sanzu stood up and dragged her by the arm towards the counter.

"I really do love you Y/n", his voice was much calmer now. The woman still had her guard up, even when he proceeded to hoist her up onto the counter and hug her waist.

"I won't ever let anyone touch you or even look your way. If they do, i'll gladly beat them up till they're black and blue..", she really could sense the love in his words but the way he displayed his feeling were just way too extreme.

"Like this".

He aimed the gun at her thigh and pulled the trigger which earned a scream to leave Y/n's lips as she gripped her thigh in pain.

"Hey, it's just a rubber bullet my love", Sanzu cooed before caressing her cheeks. "I'm merely showing you what I mean by black and blue".

"Get off me asshole!", she responded by slapping his hands away from her.

Said man's hands froze when she had the audacity to smack his hands away. He was only trying to comfort and reassure her.

"Y/n, why're you so mad all of a sudden?—".

"Sanzu. Why are you doing this? Can you please just leave?", at this point she just wanted to forget tonight's events and sleep everything off.

"Baby, don't make me spell it out for you!", he whined and used the gun to make circle patterns around the fresh bruising on her thigh, earning a hiss of pain from the woman. "You're mine, got it?".

Y/n let out a scoff.

"Now take off your tights and lemme treat that bruise of yours", Sanzu demanded. Y/n did as she was told, owing to the fact that she also wanted to see how bad the bruise was.

It was pretty bad.

Truly black and blue as Sanzu had said earlier.

"Have any icepacks?", he caressed her left thigh and placed a kiss on the right one where the bruise was.

She shook her head but the blue eyed man still approached the freezer in search for something cold. He settled with a bag of frozen veg and placed it on her thigh.

"Thank you. Now leave please", she concluded.

Sanzu erupted in a laugh. "I dont think you understand. You're stuck. There's no way out of this".

"That should really be my line".

Sanzu stopped his laughing when he heard Y/n do that exact thing.

Her chuckle was quiet, more like a hum since her lips were pursed together into a smirk.

Sanzu looked at her weirdly. What was she laughing at?

It was in that moment that blue and red sirens were seen flashing in the dim room along with the sound of sirens.

The pinkette curse under his breath and banged his fist on the counter repeatedly in frustration.

"What the fuck did you do?!—", Y/n cut off his words by grabbing his chin in her hand and kissing his lips quite harshly.

Sanzu's eyes widened while Y/n kept hers open too to observe his shocked expression.

It was quite amusing how their roles switched so instantly.

She then cupped his left cheek and tucked a stray hair behind his right ear with her other hand.

She gave him a sinister grin.

"You're 'love' for me ends here, Haruchiyo Sanzu".

masterlist :)

A/N: My my how the turned have tables 🤭

[hanjisungs-bigtittyg0thgf]

Dance for us

minho x female reader x changbin (lmao but also changbin x minho)

Trigger warnings: please tell me! deadass i don’t get triggered so it’s harder for me to identify things so please please please tell me if there’s something in here that i need to write in this space

Content warnings: oral (m&f receiving), choking, dom/sub, hair pulling, names (kitten, good boy/girl, princess, sweetheart, pretty, baby girl, baby doll, angel, slut, whore, sir), double penetration (i can’t believe i just fucking wrote that), dacryphilia, aftercare, changbin is a switch (idk don’t ask it just kinda happened here), soft minho and mention of felix at the end.

Summary: you don’t know how you got here, stripping for two of your best friends, but you aren’t upset by it.

Word count: 4618

A/N: i wrote this like a year ago, idk if i’m even a fan of how it’s written anymore, but i stand by my work lmao anyways requests are open!! please don’t hesitate to submit a request, i am happy to work on anything!!

Smut below the cut

You chewed on your lip as you looked between the two men. Both of them wore smirks, challenging you to defy them. It was a dare but when they looked at you like that, you felt compelled to obey.

 “If you don’t wanna do it, just take the shot. We won’t be mad.” Changbin assured you, still grinning in anticipation despite his words. You knew they both wanted you to go with the dare so you stood up on wobbly legs and nodded at Minho, who settled further in with a hum as he started the music.

 Something took over as the music filled the room and you turned away from them, hips swaying as you ran your hands through your hair, tousling it. Your head tipped back and you let out a little sigh as you started to give them the striptease they’d dared you to do, smiling to yourself. Glancing over your shoulder, you unbuttoned your shirt and let it slide off, biting your lip as you saw Changbin palm at his crotch.

 You shook your ass a little and pulled your panties up higher - your clothes were in the wash after their dog had peed on you so Minho insisted on you wearing his shirt but neglected to give you pants - enjoying the little sigh you heard from Changbin. You unhooked your bra and turned around to toss it at Minho only to find his hand stuffed down Changbin’s pants. The fuck?

 “Well geez, thanks for starting without me..” you grumbled jokingly and reached to turn the music off. “That’s all you get.” You hummed as the music shut off and you picked up the shirt. You didn’t bother with the bra because Minho would refuse to give it back if you asked him to hand it over anyways.

 “And what do you think you’re doing?” Minho asked as his eyes shifted from where his hand was working to you starting to get dressed. “You turned us on, now you have to fix it.”

 “She- shit- she doesn’t have to..” Changbin groaned softly, feeling Minho dig his thumb into the slit.

 “So now you’re gonna talk back?” Minho scoffed. “You’re usually so good. It’s a shame.” He mocked and started to pull his hand away, Changbin grabbing his wrist to keep him in place. You didn’t know their relationship was like that. You knew they were close but you didn’t know Minho regularly got Changbin off- or so it seemed from the way he spoke. “Nuh uh. You don’t get to make the rules. Since you wanted to talk back, you’re gonna sit there and watch like a good boy while I stuff my cock down her throat. If you touch yourself, you get in trouble.”

 Both you and Changbin looked at Minho with wide eyes, though your expression was incredulous while Changbin looked more like a scolded child. The second you heard the weak “yes sir” from Changbin, you knew something was up between them that you’d never been aware of before. “Now hold on a second. What the hell is going on?”

 “Why don’t you come here and find out?” He patted his thigh and you cautiously stepped forward. “Binnie, why don’t you show her how to do it first? Maybe if you do a good job of teaching her, I’ll let you be the first one to make her cum.”

 This made Changbin scramble to his knees and quickly tug off Minho’s pants. “He likes it kinda messy..” he mumbled and wrapped his hand around Minho’s dick, eyeing you. You were still stood in shock at it all and Changbin huffed. “Get your ass over here, princess. I’m trying to show you what he likes.”

 And despite your confusion at how a dog peeing on you turned into a threesome, you obeyed and knelt beside him. Your eyes were glued to Minho’s hard dick, admiring the size. Everything about this man was just fucking beautiful, right down to the tip of his cock. How the hell?

 “Good girl.” Minho cooed, not missing the fact you were practically drooling at the sight of him. “Now, be good and pay attention to what he tells you. Wouldn’t want me to get too rough and skull fuck you, would you?”

 Well, you wouldn’t mind, but he didn’t need to know that. So you shook your head and looked at Changbin, who proceeded to give little kitten licks to the tip and lock eyes with Minho, earning a soft sigh and a mumbled “good boy”. Changbin practically glowed at the praise since it was obvious Minho didn’t throw praises to everyone just for existing like Chan did.

 As Changbin finally started to take him in his mouth, you laid your head on Minho’s thigh to watch in awe and wondered how his tongue would feel on your pussy. He was clearly eager to let you find out anyways so you decided to take the chance to admire his work. The music started again but for some reason the mumbled rapping went straight to your pussy and you let out a little sigh, kind of frustrated at having to wait your turn now. When did you decide you wanted a dick in your mouth anyways? You didn’t know but now you were getting impatient.

 You felt a hand in your hair and smiled a little before it turned into a soft whine as the grip tightened. Changbin slowed slightly and glanced over which got his hair pulled too and he let out a moan, speeding back up. “Don’t get lazy on me, sweetheart. You look like you aren’t paying any attention.”

 “No, no, I am, I promise. ‘M admiring the view.” You quickly explained yourself and bit your lip softly. “Can’t wait for my turn..” you sighed and turned your head slightly to press a kiss to Minho’s bare thigh. He only chuckled as your attention was regained by Changbin gagging slightly. Spit was gathering around the corners of his mouth with each bob of his head but he didn’t dare try to clean it as he held himself down on Minho’s cock, swallowing harshly to suppress more gags and draw moans from Minho.

 But when he pulled back to carry on, Minho pushed him back. “Now you know what to do, darling. Binnie, why don’t you come sit with me and watch her throat my dick? Then you’ll see how pretty you look like that too.” Changbin was reluctant but stood up, adjusting his pants and tucking his dick in his waistband. When he sat down, you took your place between Minho’s muscular thighs and pulled your hair into a ponytail. “Aww, look Binnie, she even came prepared.” Minho teased.

 You pouted cutely and let out a little huff before leaning down and pressing a little kiss to the tip. Changbin immediately shifted to sit on his hands because the sight was damn near impossible not to jerk off to. You locked eyes with Minho as you skipped the little licks that Changbin had given and wrapped your lips around the head, kind of annoyed when the cocky expression didn’t leave his face.

 You didn’t let it show though. Instead, you swirled your tongue and pressed it into the slit before bobbing your head, taking more of him in your mouth. When your tongue dug into the slit, he finally let out a little hiss and you felt proud as you sank down further with each bob of your head until he was sliding down your throat. It wasn’t comfortable but his sounds - and Changbin’s soft gasps - made it worthwhile.

 After a few minutes of easing yourself down and then coming up for air and repeating, drool was pooling on the couch beneath Minho, whose head was tipped back. Finally, you held yourself in place and swallowed several times just like Changbin had done and Minho let out a louder moan. Changbin was squirming at this point and you saw Minho take pity on him, reaching over and letting his fingertips dance on the exposed head of Changbin’s dick. You didn’t know you’d enjoy the sight so much but when Changbin began to buck his hips slightly, you had to tuck your hands between your knees so you wouldn’t touch yourself.

 “Take it off.” Minho ordered, pulling back from Changbin so he could strip. This was met with eager compliance and the second Changbin was seated again, Minho continued, his hand wrapping around Changbin’s thick cock. You would never understand the stereotype that Asians had small dicks because both of these men were fucking hung. It took everything in you not to reach out and help Minho with Changbin. You somehow knew if you did anything without being told to, you’d get in trouble.

 “Kitten, if you can make me cum before him, I’ll let you suck him off too.” Minho hummed - well groaned - and looked back at you. “How’s that sound, pretty?” You backed off with wide eyes and took a deep breath, nodding eagerly.

 “Can I?” He nodded in agreement to your question and you immediately set out to finish him off. He had a great deal of self control so you knew it wouldn’t be easy, especially given how far gone Changbin already looked, but you were determined. You needed to suck both of them off.

 The faster you worked, the more desperate Minho got for release, though he’d never admit it. Both of them were bucking their hips and just when you thought Changbin would finish first and you wouldn’t get to suck him off, Minho let him go with a little smirk. You didn’t dare complain and kept going, feeling kind of bad when you heard Changbin’s soft whine.

 A moment later, your mouth was full of cum and you quickly swallowed it all, pulling off to show Minho your tongue. Satisfied with the orgasm and the fact you swallowed everything, Minho motioned you over to Changbin and you nodded eagerly. You gently scratched at his thighs and he gave you a little glare as he pulled you towards his dick. “Don’t be a tease. You wanna be a good girl for us, don’t you? Open up.” His tone was far different from when he was being Minho’s good boy and it turned you on even more.

 You wasted no time in taking him all the way in your mouth and he let out a moan that was higher than you’d anticipated considering how deep his voice usually was. You noticed Minho get up but didn’t watch to see where he went because fuck Changbin looked and tasted amazing. Of course, you should’ve known to watch your back because the second Minho disappeared from your view, you felt your panties sliding down your legs. You pulled off with a whine and Changbin almost held you in place until he realized Minho was behind you.

 You stood to let your panties fall to the floor and Minho took the chance to lay down between your feet. You blushed at that but sank back down when he motioned for you to, not wanting to get in trouble. “Carry on. Don’t mind me.” He teased and you hesitantly leaned back towards Changbin to continue sucking him off. The fingertips trailing along your thighs and hips made you shiver but when you felt him wrap his arms around your thighs and spread your pussy open with those gorgeous fingers, you keened.

 It was hard to focus on giving good head when Minho was toying with your clit, his tongue flicking back and forth. You couldn’t stop your sounds but Changbin’s dick down your throat muffled them at least. Every little whimper and moan sent vibrations to his dick and he couldn’t help but buck his hips like Minho had, effectively fucking your throat. You’d certainly need aftercare and probably need numbing throat lozenges tomorrow, but right now you didn’t care. You just wanted to make him cum.

 The louder you got, the more desperate Changbin’s thrusts became and he began to let out more whines. God he sounded so pretty... of course, you were the one who looked prettiest in this situation if their words were anything to go off. You had tears running down your hollowed cheeks from the abuse to your throat and Changbin babbled on about how good you looked like that while Minho praised your pussy. God, if Minho kept up, you’d cum before you even got the chance to fuck either of them.

 But before you could even think about cumming, you felt Changbin let loose down your throat and you repeated your actions from before. “Good girl..” he cooed and began to wipe your tears away. “You okay, princess?” You nodded and let out a whine when Minho stopped eating you out. You were getting close, dammit!

 “Get up, baby girl. Binnie, why don’t you get her some warm water for her throat and then we can fuck her senseless.” Minho smirked and you quickly moved off of him. He got up from the floor and you were prepared to take his hand but he scooped you up bridal style instead and you couldn’t stop the small squeal you let out. Last time someone picked you up like this, you both ended up on the floor cause he wasn’t as strong as he thought.

 Minho chuckled at your expression and the way you clung to him as he carried you towards his room, leaving Changbin to get the water you’d been promised. You were gracefully dropped to the bed and prayed Minho would carry on but he just leaned over you and grabbed your jaw, making sure you couldn’t look away.

 “You’re so pretty when you cry and make a mess. I won’t be able to hold back because of that. You’ll be a fucking mess for us and you’ll love it, understood?” You hated how quickly you nodded. “Good girl. Now, can you show me that pretty pussy? Show Changbin what he’s gonna get if he’s good for me?” Your legs parted hesitantly and you bit your lip.

 “Fucking gorgeous..” he groaned softly and began to tease you with featherlight touches. You wanted to ask for more but the door closed and you noticed Changbin making his way towards the two of you with a glass of water. Not seeing ice in it kind of bugged you but you knew warm water was best for a sore throat. And your throat would be sore as fuck from what you just did.

 You let out a small dissatisfied noise as Minho pulled away but sat up and accepted the glass with a soft “thank you” and took a sip. You made a displeased face as you noticed the salt but knew it was for your own good so you drank about half of it before handing the glass back so he could put it down. Changbin sat beside you after putting the glass on the nightstand and reached out to smooth your hair down, giving you a warm expression.

 “Pretty girl. You did such a good job for us.” He cooed as you leaned into his touch and closed your eyes. You loved the praise and how gentle he was with you. It was so different from how demanding Minho was. You loved both extremes and you knew the next time you saw them, things would either be really awkward or you’d be their girlfriend. You really hoped it was the latter...

 “Aren’t you the sweetest thing?” Minho mocked as he watched, rolling his eyes in fake disgust. “Hmm should we ruin her and then let you dote on her or should we let you dote on her first?” He smirked and your eyes flew open.

 “F-first one..” you rasped out, clearing your battered throat. “First one, please..” you repeated, this time making sure to use your manners. You were kind of surprised by the sound of your voice but you knew it was because of having two dicks down it less than five minutes ago.

 “Well, since you asked nicely, I don’t see why we can’t arrange that. Binnie, I promised I’d let you make her cum first if you were good.” He shifted his eyes to the man who was still fawning over you. “Why don’t you get her nice and comfy and fuck her like a good little slut? Then I’ll get her on her knees and make her cry. And then we can both take good care of her and get her all cleaned up. She won’t be able to walk after this anyways, so she’ll need a sweet boy like you to take care of her, Binnie.”

 Changbin offered a small smile and nodded, turning to you as he continued to play with your hair. “Why don’t you get comfy, princess?” He cooed as Minho sat down at the desk a few feet away. You nodded and scooted up to the pillows, laying back and looking at him once you were settled. “Good girl. Now, can you show me my reward?”

 Your legs parted instantly and Changbin settled himself between them, kissing at your thighs. “So pretty.” His attention shifted to Minho with a little grin. “Does she taste as good as she looks?” You felt your cheeks heat up as Minho nodded. “She tastes amazing. You’re gonna have a hard time controlling yourself, Binnie.”

 Changbin just chuckled and turned his attention back to you, sucking hickeys into your thighs to work you up. Each kiss got closer and closer to your pussy and just when you thought you’d finally get to feel his tongue, he moved to kissing your hips. You let out a frustrated whine but didn’t dare try to move him. You thrived off of praise and you felt you’d cry if either of them admonished you.

 You braced yourself when you felt his arms wrap around your thighs, his hands holding your hips down so you wouldn’t try to squirm away. His shoulders were pressed so firmly under your thighs they felt like a bar and you didn’t dare try to move when you felt his breath fan out over you. Finally, you felt his tongue against you and you knew instantly that this would be quick; that he was fucking amazing.

 He teased you clit for a few seconds, earning several soft moans, before plunging his tongue inside. His nose bumped against your clit, adding more stimulation and you gasped softly, biting your lip to ground yourself. God, he’d just started and you were already soaring. Your eyes fluttered shut and you let out a sigh as your head lolled to the side, peeking out when you heard a noise from Minho. He was already getting hard again as he watched and you felt a blush creep up your cheeks when you realized he was getting worked up just from seeing Changbin eat you out.

 You felt Changbin drag his tongue back up to your clit and circle it a few times before sucking harshly. Immediately, your hands flew to his hair and gave a little tug as you let out a high pitched whine. His hands moved from your hips to your hands and his fingers laced with yours, encouraging you to pull while still grounding you. The second he shook his head, you knew you were done for.

 “Please-“ you whimpered, pulling him closer as he sucked and flicked his tongue. “Oh my god, please-“ a soft squeal cut you off and you felt him smirk against you, shaking his head again but this time not stopping. “Fuck- oh fuck ‘m gonna cum-“ he didn’t stop and sucked harder, squeezing your hands in his.

 In that moment, as your orgasm took over, you were hyper aware of his hands on yours and just how small you felt. Aware of Minho watching and teasing himself in the corner. But at the same time, none of it mattered as Changbin helped you ride it out.

 When he pulled away licking his lips, you were panting and flushed. “Fuck, you’re so good. Almost made me cum just hearing you.” He praised and moved up the bed, once again playing with your hair. Just as he was about to ask if you were ready for more, Minho got up.

 “That was fucking hot.” He groaned and walked over, joining you both on the bed. “I can’t wait my turn. Why don’t we just share?” Changbin hesitantly nodded and looked at you for a reaction. While the idea of having two dicks inside you was intimidating, it was also exciting and you nodded instantly.

 So Minho laid down and pulled you on top of him, your face heating up again upon feeling his hard body against you. He didn’t look particularly muscular but he was toned and you knew that being sandwiched between two hot guys would drive you up the wall. You felt his lips on your neck, probably to soothe your nerves as you felt them both line up.

 Minho filled you first and you let out a soft sigh at just how good his dick felt inside you. You’d needed this. You didn’t know it, but you’d needed this. You didn’t have much time to appreciate how he felt before Changbin was joining him inside you.

 The initial stretch was almost unbearable, a loud whimper leaving your lips. It hurt but you felt so full and you knew this would end up with a huge mess on the sheets. While Minho sucked on your neck, Changbin peppered your face with kisses and cooed soft words to calm you down.

 But then they started thrusting, alternating so they got friction from each other as well as you, and you almost sobbed. Your hands gripped - well, clawed at - Changbin’s biceps as they drew moans from you. His sweet words felt wrong for the position you were in but you appreciated how gentle he was being with you. Especially when you felt Minho grip your throat with his pretty hand and give a squeeze.

 The difference between the two was shocking but refreshing, like a glass of ice water on a summer day. Minho was letting out almost feral sounds while Changbin was giving the both of you whiny moans. You, of course, were letting out sobs of pleasure as both of them fucked you. Blood flow was being restricted by Minho’s vice grip and Changbin had a tit in his mouth and you felt so overwhelmed.

 You felt so tiny sandwiched between them as they fucked you senseless. You loved how small you felt and you knew you’d be craving this for months after you finished - unless, of course, they wanted to make this a regular thing. In which case, you’d only be left craving this moment until the next time they fucked you dumb.

 “I-I can’t- fuck I can’t hold on. Please don’t stop ‘m gonna cum-“ you cried, hands tangling in Changbin’s hair once again as you felt the familiar knot about to burst. And the second Minho heard this, he sped up and clamped his teeth down on your ear, Changbin matching his pace.

 You let out a particularly loud cry as you came, your body convulsing with pleasure. Both men carried on, each thrust becoming sloppy as they chased their own highs. Within seconds, you were filled to the brim with cum and both men were letting out low groans as they came to a halt.

 Minho was the first to speak as they pulled out, cum running out of your pussy and onto his pelvis. “Fuck, that was hot...” he panted, kissing at your shoulder as his hands moved to rub your sides soothingly. Changbin nodded and began to wipe your cheeks, pressing kisses on the still-damp skin. “You did such a good job, princess. You just get comfy and I’ll handle the rest, okay?”

 You nodded and moved off of Minho, tucking yourself into his side instead as you zoned out to the sensation of his hands roaming your body. As Changbin left to the bathroom to get a washcloth, you peeked up at Minho with puffy red eyes and he smiled a little. “You’re such a good girl. I know it was rough, but you did amazing.” He praised in a soft voice and you almost burst into tears again.

 Minho wasn’t one to just hand out praises and you felt like you’d done something exceptional by the fact he was using such a sweet tone and giving you a fond expression. Your bottom lip trembled and his expression morphed into one of worry as he began to smooth your hair back from your face. “Hey, Y/N, what’s wrong, sweetheart? Are you okay?” You just nodded and sniffled as he leaned in and kissed your forehead. “I’ve got you. And Binnie will be right back. You wanna put on some music and cuddle once you’re all taken care of?” He cooed and you nodded again. “And when you wake up, we can get you a bath and dress you in your warm clothes fresh from the dryer. And Lixie left some cookies here yesterday so you can have as many as you want.” Finally you smiled and he hugged you closer. “That’s better. Can you tell me what’s wrong?”

 As Changbin came back and began to clean you up, you explained what you were feeling. “It was just really intense and then when I felt vulnerable, you started saying sweet things and I couldn’t stop myself from almost crying..” you murmured, sighing as Changbin let you settle back in. “Can I have a cookie and the rest of that water while you two clean up?” You asked quietly and Minho smiled once more, making your stomach flip.

 “Of course, baby doll. Binnie, will you go get the cookies? I’ll take care of the rag.” He hummed and Changbin handed him the washcloth before heading out to the kitchen. You whined a little when you sat up with Minho, sore from the pounding you’d just taken, and he kissed your forehead again. You took the water from him and watched as he went to the bathroom to clean up, leaving you alone to reflect on what the hell had just happened. You didn’t have much time for that though as Changbin came in with the cookies and put the tray on the nightstand. “Have as many as you want, angel. I’ll be back soon, okay?”

 You nodded and watched him walk off to his room, probably to get fresh underwear, before picking up a cookie. Felix always made the best cookies and his classic chocolate chip ones were no exception. In fact, they were probably his best. While left alone, you ate two cookies and gulped down the last of the salty water, which was now almost room temperature. Then, both men were back and Minho was offering you a pair of his boxers so you didn’t have to sleep naked.

 You accepted and pulled them on, Changbin helping you steady yourself since your legs felt like jelly. Then you all crawled under the covers and you found yourself sandwiched between the two of them once again, this time far more innocent than before. You felt two pairs of hands on your body as your eyes forced themselves shut and just as you were drifting off, Minho’s three cats piled onto the bed around your feet. Everything felt warm and fuzzy as you clocked out, Changbin pressing his lips to the tip of your nose.

 Next time definitely wouldn’t be awkward.

[simpforkimseungmin]

so I literally cannot get over dom!hyunjin fucking the reader and telling her not to cum (even though shes already close) and then one of the other members walk in on them and she cums right then and there😭😭😭😭😭😖

this is so hot omfg😭

(sorry for any mistakes)

"Fuck- I can feel you clenching... don't you fucking dare cum!"

How can you not cum? He looked so perfect. Sweat coating his forehead, his hair sticking to it. His hands leaned against the back of your thighs, keeping them in place. "Please Jinnie! I need to cum so bad!"

"You can hold it y/n."

"I-i can't hold it much longer." You breathed out. Even though your legs are pinned down, they're shaking under his touch. You're clenching around him tightly, trying not to cum and its taking everything in you.

"See? I knew you could hold it. Shit, you're making a big fucking mess." One of his hands move to your head to make you look at the mess you're making. "You see this?"

You nod your head letting out a somewhat loud moan. He turns you over to your side, keeping ahold of your leg. He speeds up and tosses his head back, also letting out a string of moans.

"Ji- I'm really not gonna be able to h-hold it. Oh my fucking God."

"Ah fuck... don't cum y/n!" He warns again.

Your eyes shut for a minute and open back up to see Jeongin walking in. This triggered your orgasm, your eyes rolled back as your body shook with pleasure. You hear Jeongin apologize and then you hear Hyunjin telling him to stay.

"W-why do you want me to stay?" Embarrassment obviously laced in his voice.

"C'mon Innie. I know you want to watch me fuck her... or should I say punish since she just came when she was clearly told not yet." He said and roughly moved you onto your back again. "Wanna see me overstimulate my baby? Seems as if she gets off to being watched."