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shiggysimp69 · 2 years ago

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Hiii ^^ can i ask you something ? A yandere shigaraki who kidnapped is darling aka is favorite streamer ? So a YandereShigarakixfem reader pls^^ have a good day/night💗✨

Omg, I'm finally done! Thanks for the ask :). Sorry but the kidnapping part didn't make it in the story but other than that I tried my best to write what you wanted. I hope you like it 💝. (This is one of my more fucked up stories)

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Your Biggest Fan

Warning: Smut-ish, Hints at noncon, Male masturbation, Obsessive behavior, Tracking, Breaking and entering, Language.

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"PLAYER TWO WINS!"

Tomura scuffed at the words on his screen. He had never lost this many times in all his years of gaming. It was absolutely embarrassing. Especially when it was to a cheat like you. You had to have been cheating. You innocently joined his game saying,

"I've never played this before. Sorry if I'm bad." And you were. You were terrible, awful. He kicked your ass so many times. Game, after game, after game, after game... You would whine and beg for him to let you win or at the very least, go easy on you. And he would simply smile and promise to go easy on you, just to beat the shit out of you anyway. Then it changed. Suddenly, you got the upper hand. He had turned on autopilot at that point so he was completely caught off guard by your sudden increase of skill. For the first time, he lost to you. In the beginning, he was too shocked to be mad. Then, it kept happening. After that day, he couldn't seem to get even a single win. It was beyond embarrassing.

StarPlayer06: "Looks like I win again."

Villain_King444: "You got lucky."

StarPlayer06: "Three times in a row?"

Tomura gritted his teeth.

StarPlayer06: "You should watch my streams. Maybe you'll learn a thing or two."

Streams? Tomura had known you for a few months now but he never really had conversations with you about things that weren't video games. Maybe you'd talk about your job or your friends but that was it. However, he was curious. What did you talk about? Was he on those streams? But most of all, what did you look like...? He shook the thought away. Your "streams" were probably just you acting all slutty to get a bunch of old men to give you money.

Villain_King444: "Not on your life."

StarPlayer 06: "Come on, don't be like that!"

Tomura rolled his eyes.

StarPlayer06: "If you change your mind, here's the link. I'd love to see you there ;)."

Villain_King444: "Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'm logging off."

StarPlayer06: "Aww. Goodnight :(."

Tomura leaned back in his chair, thinking. He knew he should just go to sleep. He knew he should just forget about it and go on with his life. He knew he had more important things to do. And yet. He sat up and pulled up your account. At first glance, it looked exactly how he thought it would. You had a cutesy username and a similarly cute profile picture and banner. Tomura brushed passed your home page and clicked on your most recent stream. It loaded for a minute before he could hear your soft voice in his headset. His eyes grew wide as your face filled his vision. You were beautiful. You looked totally different from what he had imagined. A light blush spread across his face as you introduced yourself and what game you were about to play. It was some horror game but it didn't matter. Nothing really mattered. Nothing but you.

Hours had gone by and he was still there watching video, after video. How could such a darling girl like you be right in front of his face the whole time without him even knowing? It felt like his whole world got turned upside down. He didn't even realize just how deep he was in your rabbit hole of content until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Tomura jolted up, swiveling around in his chair just to be met with a familiar face.

"Tomura Shigaraki, I'm sorry to disturb you but I brought you breakfast. If you're hungry that is." It was Kurogiri. Tomura sighed as he paused the video and pulled off his headset.

"Yeah... Yeah. I'll eat it." He replied, dazed.

"Are you okay, Tomura?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Now get out. I'm busy."

Kurogiri narrowed his eyes but backed down, exiting the room. The door closed with a click and as if on command, Tomura slumped down in his chair. What the hell was that? You were just some girl. That's all you were. Beautiful. But just some chick on the internet. Tomura looked down at the clock on his screen. 9:30am. He scoffed, as he stood up and headed to the bathroom. He needed a shower.

As the day went on, Tomura couldn't stop thinking about you. He wanted to but you plagued his mind like a virus. Your words were stuck in his head like a song. He wanted to keep watching. He needed to keep watching. To see your face, to hear your voice. He hated himself for it but as soon as he returned to his room, he sat down at his desk and pulled up your account once more. Turns out, you were live right then and there. He joined the stream and was instantly hit with a feeling a pleasure. Your sweet voice was all he could hear as he watched you. You had a habit of chatting before actually playing a game; you'd just sit and talk with your audience. Tomura could see how you very obviously skipped the weird messages you received, instead responding to more wholesome things like,

"How are you feeling today?"

"Did you see what happened on the news last night!? Scary!"

"When are you gonna play Trails of Odyssey?"

Your comments always seemed to look like this. It was boring. You had started talking about this new chair you wanted, so Tomura decided to leave a little message of his own.

User5141: [User 5141 donated $200] "Is this enough for it, beautiful?"

He watched as you froze at the amount of money presented to you. A devilish grin formed on his lips as he awaited your response.

"Oh my... Thank you. You really didn't have to do that! It's like four hundred dollars anyway. It's more like a dream chair then something I'm actually aiming for."

You laughed at the end, trying to lighten the situation.

User5141: [User5141 donated $200] "Well then this should be enough. Don't worry about me. You deserve it."

Your eyes widened as you put a hand over your mouth.

"Thank you so much!"

Your reply was muffled by your hands but the look of happiness on your face said all he needed to hear. The comment section was practically bursting with things to say about him. It ranged from calling him a show off to complimenting his generosity. But Tomura didn't really care, the only thing he cared about was you. And you were ecstatic. The fact that he made you happy gave him shivers. If you wanted to be taken care of the only thing you had to do was ask. He was more than willing to pamper such a darling girl. A tightness grew in his pants as he continued to watch you. It was finally time to start the game but now Tomura had more important things to take care of. A wave of relief washed over him as he unzipped his pants. This was gonna be a long night.

Day after day, this became a habit.

"[User5141 donated $200]"

"[User5141 donated $300]"

"[User5141 donated $500]"

Tomura couldn't help it. 700, 800, 900. The high he got just felt too good. 1,000, 2,000. At this rate he was paying your rent. 5,000. Drool fell from his mouth as he watched your face distort in horror. He bucked his hips into his hand once again.

"I... Umm... Thank y-you. It's very appreciated but... I don't wanna be rude but don't you have a life too?"

You gulped, then faked a smile.

User5141: "You are my life."

Your smile wavered but still stood.

"You're so sweet."

Tomura's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came all over his hand. He loved this. He loved you. But he especially loved how naive you were. The day before, you actually came to him about this "mystery donor." It was exhilarating to know he had such an impression on you. Now maybe you thought about him just as much as he thought about you.

StarPlayer06: "They sent me 2,000 dollars yesterday. It's not like I'm complaining but it's starting to get creepy."

Villain_King444: "Well, they must really like you."

StarPlayer06: "Who's crazy enough to pay someone they don't even know 2,000 dollars!?"

Villain_King444: "Don't bite the hand that feeds you. Literally."

StarPlayer06: ">:( For the record, I feed myself. I appreciate them but I don't need their help."

Villain_King444: "Then what are you gonna do with the money?"

StarPlayer06: "Idk but I've been eating out a lot more."

Villain_King444: "Lucky girl."

StarPlayer06: "Ikr."

Tomura relished in the feeling you gave him. Such a naive girl... However, he still wasn't satisfied. He wanted you to need him. To rely on him and him alone. That's why today he raised the bar. 5,000. But maybe that wasn't enough. 8,000. How would you respond to that? He bit his lip in anticipation, stroking himself another time. He was in heaven.

The next month went by just like that. Him watching your streams, donating ungodly amounts of money, then you two having a conversation about it later. Tomura had no complaints about his life; as long as he could watch you, he was happy. Or at least that's what he thought. He quickly started to realize that wasn't the case. On some days you decide to cut out gaming entirely and just talk. He loved those streams. In this one in particular you wanted to show everyone the outfit you just bought. The outfit you bought with his money. You stood up and there it was. You looked stunning. Tomura wanted to reach out and grab you, yank you, pull you, wreck you. But you were on the other side of the screen.

Another time, you had a guest over. He was a tall, young looking man, probably the same age as you. The chat went crazy when he showed up, saying all sorts of dumb things like,

"Is he your boyfriend!?"

"You two look so cute together!"

"I wish I was him."

Tomura hated it. He wanted to reach through the screen and wring his neck. You continued to tell your audience that he was just a friend but Tomura wasn't buying it. How could he know for sure unless he was there? Unless he was there... The idea shot into his mind like a bullet. Why couldn't he be there? Why couldn't he be the one you talked to everyday? That you invited onto your streams? That your horny viewers envied? You two were made for each other and it was time to stop pretending like you weren't. If you didn't need him now, he was gonna make you need him. Tomura smiled as he dropped his final donation on your stream.

User5141: [User5141 donated $1] "See you soon."

Tomura had always been a good hacker. That's why when it came to finding people for the league, he was the guy. As long as they had a device, he could find them. The fact that you were already live made this child's play. He had your location within minutes. You lived in the city right next to him. Not even out of state... Not that it would have mattered. He would have found some way to fly out there. But with this, he only needed to take a train.

It was 8:00pm and you just finished your stream for the day. You sighed, stood up from your chair, and walked to bed. You grabbed your phone and simply laid on your back above the covers. You were too tired to do anything but lay there. Your eye lids were heavy and no matter how much you blinked, the feeling of exhaustion didn't go away. You sighed as you put your phone back in its place. Your body decided more than your mind to just stare at the ceiling and let sleep wash over you. There was a subtle creak that came from your closet but it fit right in with all the other noises of the night, causing your brain to filter it out. Big mistake... The wind got harshly knocked out of you as something heavy sat on your stomach. Your eyes shot open and there was a person.

"I've been waiting so long for this moment..."

You screamed and tried to sit up just to be harshly pushed down again.

"Is that any way to treat a fan?"

They had a tight grip on your arms pinning them to your sides. The pain from their nails digging into your skin kept you quiet.

"Oh you're absolutely lovely... How did I get so lucky with you?"

You stared at them, your features all scrunched up in fear. They tilted their head.

"What's with that look? Don't you know who I am?"

"N-No." You replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Does Villain King ring any bells?"

Your eyes widened.

"Oh and... Your highest donor..."

Your blood ran cold. It was him the whole time. Then he was even crazy enough to track you down and break into your home.

"Why...?" Was all you could mange to ask.

"I thought that would be obvious. It's because I love you."

"Love me? H-How could you possibly love me!?" You asked, anger and sadness swelling in your throat and coating your words.

"How could I not!? You're nice, caring, funny. You have the body of a goddess and the voice of an angel. You're the most perfect person I've ever met."

You swallowed hard as his words hit your ears. Slowly the moon peeked through the window illuminating the room and your intruder. His face was scarred and wrinkled with a little birth mark below his lips. His crimson eyes pierced your soul, giving you shivers. He looked at you like prey. The lamb. And the wolf.

A groan escaped his lips, breaking your trance.

"You turn me on so much, you know...?" He said, letting one of your arms go to lift his hoodie. Sweat rolled down your face as you watched him unbutton his pants. You quickly looked back up at him just to see him smiling like a maniac. Your eyes darted from his face to his bulge over and over. You couldn't believe this was happening. In a moment of pure adrenaline you used your free hand to try and push him away. You squirmed and kicked. Pushed and hit. But to no avail. He didn't even seem phased by it, just grabbing your arm once more. Tears started to roll down your face as you looked up at him.

"Shhh..." He cooed.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna fuck you so good you won't want me to stop."

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msxrik · 9 months ago

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MORE MASACRIK SMUT?? YALL WERE BEGGING FOR THIS I SWEARR.

ill never get tired of this man i swear.

Nsfw under the Cut

Someone asked for the Elevator man Masacrik so i delivered. This one may be a little more toxic guys dont cancel me. also my req's r open!!!

Warnings: porn with little plot. Not read proof. Stalking, toxic behavior, dubcon, mentally ill reader istg, drugging, aphrodisiac used, stalker!masacrik, yandere, kidnapping, mention of needles (onky one time) oral, blood kink, squirting,

It was a normal day. You just checked in the new dorm you got and oh boy it was perfect. Too perfect. It was clean and tidy but.... you had that awful feeling of being watched. Ever since you met that guy in the reception. Masacrik? Was his name. You know the one that makes sure everything's fine in the building. He was also responsible for the elevator there. It was old and rusty so you thought it was normal that he got in there with you. You could swear that you still felt his eyes on yourself even after locking the door.

You unpacked then took a shower, it was a long day so you wanted to rest. There were vending machines in the lobby so you decided to go there and get yourself a snack. It was too late to go to a store anyway.

When you walked out of your room you jumped. As the elevator was already on your floor. Open. It was empty. But the moment you stepped inside you felt someone behind you. There he was. His tall figure hoovering over you as you slowly turn around.

-Hello miss. Where are you headed at this ungodly hour?

You could recall his face from somewhere but you had no idea from where

-uhm. I was just. Going to buy something from the vending machines down stairs.

-Ah. I was making sure everyone's in their dorms by now.- he said as he pressed some buttons and the elevator moved with an ungodly screetch.

-im sorry i didnt want to cause trouble.

-its nothing dear. Just get what you want and lets hop you back upstairs shall we?

You felt your heart skip a beat. As you were deciding on the food you want. You looked up at the reflection in the glass of the vending machine. it hit you like a bus. You've seen him. Yesterday. And the day before. He always was near you. Following you around the town. You felt a shiver run up your spine as you were deciding what you should do. As you were ready to take off to the exit he grabbed you by your hand pulling you close to him. One of your hands was now on his shoulder. And one of his on your waist. You blushed a little. Yes he scared you. But he was so handsome. And his embrace was nothing but comfort for some reason.

-I've finally caught you sweetheart- he purred as the elevator doors closed and he sat down pulling you on his lap.

You looked at him with tears in your eyes.

-oh honey-his tone was so sweet it made you melt into his embrace- dont cry. We're going to be happy. I'm the only person you'll ever need alright? I'll treat you well sweetheart. Not like the other people in your life

Tears started rolling down your face as he was telling you about the smallest details of your day to day life for like 2 years back into the pass.

Was this scary? Really. But did somewhere in that twisted deprived mind of yours you found this cute? Also yes. Nobody cared about you that much as he did. You lost yourself in thought as you felt his cold hand brush away your tears. Then the elevator Stopped and he pulled you into his room. As you walked in the only thing you saw where pictures

A t o n of pictures.

-Pardon the mess princess-he said looking for something.

You looked around a tad shocked. Then you felt a sharp sting in your neck and everything went black.

You woke up in some room. You didn't recognize it. The thing you did recognize tho was the warm embrace of the man behind you. You turned around to look at him

-where are we..?

-somewhere no one will find you doll. You hungry? You were out cold for two days.-he said Giggling

-a bit

He picked you up carrying you to the kitchen. Then gave you some food and then some weird looking pills

-for the headache. Trust me Baby- he purred at you

You DID take them. And when you were washing your hands you felt them kick in. The warmth spreading through your body as you gripped onto the sink. You felt so woozy you barely walked out of the bathroom.

-Doll could you come here please?

You did. You aren't that stupid you wouldn't disobey him he was being so nice to you. You came up to him and he made you sit in his lap

-You know i love you dearly sweetheart right? -he whispered into your ear stroking your head.

You only nodded smiling like a fool

-That's why you trust me right?

His hand started stroking your inner thigh going a little under your skirt. Then you felt a tingle in your lower stomach. You got so aroused that you shivered all over. Was that normal..?

-Right...-your breath hitched. Nothing mattered to you at that point. You didn't know him at all. But he knew you. More than you knew yourself. You leaned into his touch shifting in place

-needy are we?

You nod trying to roll your hips against his fingers

-A aah don't move. -his hand held you in place as the other one was creeping up your thigh. Just to gently brush over your clothed pussy. Rubbing your clit gently as you spread your legs more resting them on the comforters of the armchair.

-mhmm~ i will make you feel good. I know how you touch yourself.. -He purred into your ear as you blushed.

And he did know. the moment he took off your panties two of his long fingers were inside of you. And his thumb was rubbing your most sensitive part.

You moaned. the aphrodisiac in your veins making you way more sensitive to his touch. You were putty in his hands.

-if you'll be a good little girl ill reward you. So obey.

He lowered his pants making you palm his dick through his boxers You did and oh. The reward? He had you sit at the edge of the armchair with your legs spread as he ate you out. Him, in front of you on his knees. As you tug and pull on his soft red hair. You cried his name as the coil in your lower stomach was threatening to snap really fast.

-Im.. uhg~! -you threw your head back as you felt the sharp pain in your thigh. His nails dig into your thighs drawing blood from them as he smeared it all over you. Making you snap. You came all over his face and he drank every last drop of it. He did not stop, making you shake and close your legs trying to make him pull away.

That was your greatest mistake. He looked up at you his face coated in blood and your cum.

-Get up. Now.

You did. You tried.. actually your legs were giving out. He sat down there pulling you to his lap again this time lining his hard dick with your entrance.

-wha-wait b-but..

-You'll handle this. -he said as he lowered you on himself. You grasped at his hands whining

- 's too big.. fuck.. wai-MnGh!~

-i Told you you'll live. Now behave love i would hate hurting you.

After a moment of discomfort you relaxed the aphrodisiac taking over your mind again. He was scratching that itch you had deep inside you forever. He kept a steady pace as he whispered into your ear

-look down princess you see how well you're taking me? Fuck i love you so much baby you're so good ugh~ -he moaned tightening the grip he had on you.

-mnGh~ i needed t-this.. uhghh..~ -you purred out. The sweet words of affection spilling from you as he gets more worked up from each and every one.

He quickened the pace losing himself inside you. Chasing his own high. He started hitting that one spot. It made you want to squirm away with only a few hits he had you cumming on the spot but when he kept hitting it not caring about your cries of overstimulation he made you squirt. And the sound you made and the feeling of your slick and cum running down both if you dragged him over the edge. He came inside not caring to pull out.

You both tried to calm your breathing as you curled up on his chest hugging him. After a moment of comfortable silence you sleepily asked

-what if they come looking for me?

-No one will look for you, and no one will ever find you have me and i have you. Not a single soul more kitty, now sleep -He said as he picked you up to wash you up a little and carry you to bed.

And you do, you do fall asleep hugging him tightly.

Rmemeber. He Love's you deeply~

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THANK YOU GUYS FOR SUCH ACTIVITY OMG

#smut #masacrik #masacriksmut #mimi psychocuties #psychonyashki #dr masacrik #doctor masacrik

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joekeeryswife · 2 years ago

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Sweetness and anger - e.m & s.h

hello angels! i hope everyone is doing okay, here is a part two to my most recent steddie x reader fic. thank you to @caseyqdilla for the idea (i hope this was okay)! enjoy reading 🩷🩷

taglist (feel free to add yourselves 🩷) @eddieamoremio @loverboy-poems @ladyapplejackdnd @alexxavicry @lovurry @bibieddiesgf @plk-18 @m-rae23 @adaydreamaway08 @missabsey (if there’s a line through your name i can’t tag you x)

you had given birth to your sweet baby girl Penny just five days ago and it had been the most surreal experience. becoming a mum to this perfect little girl just changed your whole life and you couldn't be happier that she was finally here.

Steve and Eddie hadn't left your babies side since she was born. it was usually them who would wake up to change her in the night, or they would rush to calm her down if she wasn't hungry and they were the perfect dads any child could ask for.

you had decided today was the perfect day for you all to travel to Hawkins so everyone could meet your baby girl and the first stop was Wayne. Eddie had begged you and Steve to let Wayne be the first person from all of your families to meet her and you agreed. he had been the person all three of you could go to when you needed something and it meant a lot to Eddie.

"you girls okay back there?" Steve asked looking in his rear view mirror at you and Penny who were sat comfortably in the back. your eyes never left her sleeping body as you nodded and smiled. it was a little bit uncomfortable being sat in a car for a few hours but you knew that it would be good for you to get out of the house and see your family again, you also weren't to far away from the garage.

your finger was stroking Penny's cheek lightly as she slept in her car seat, her face scrunching slightly at the touch but her expression soon turned peaceful again. you were still in shock that you were actually a mum and it was crazy to think that you'd be looking after her for her whole life.

"Wayne called this morning, i've never heard him sound so excited" Eddie turned to look at you from the front making your focus shift from Penny to Eddie. "he's been excited to meet her since we told him, i bet he was getting impatient" Steve joked making Eddie slap his shoulder lightly.

"he's a very patient man Steve" you rolled your eyes as the two of them bickered back and forth, even with them becoming dads they still acted like kids. you looked down at Penny who was now awake and looking around the car. the boys had woken her up and you were surprised she wasn't crying.

"did you dads wake you up?" she had a frown on her face now. for a newborn she was really expressive and seeing them were just adorable even if she was trying to be mad. after the boys heard you speaking to your now awake baby they shut up and Eddie turned to look at you.

"shit, is she awake?" Steve glanced at you in the rear view mirror again as Eddie spoke to you. you nodded your finger stroking over her cheek again. "it's okay, it's not like she was going to sleep for the whole journey anyway, how far away are we from the garage?"

the only place Wayne could meet Penny was at the garage. he had tried to get in a few different members of staff to cover his shift so he could meet her at his trailer but was unsuccessful so you decided because you knew he was desperate to meet his granddaughter going to the garage was the next best thing.

"about five minutes, why what's wrong? do we need to stop" even before becoming a dad Steve was always making sure everyone was safe and would always ask if they needed anything. "no nothing, it's just i'm pretty sure she's hungry but we are almost there so we don't have to. i'll feed her when we get there"

Steve only nodded and drove around Hawkins to the garage. you were all nervous, Wayne would be the first person to meet Penny and this was huge. the first grandchild on all of your sides and it was a big thing. it was the newest generation and it was so surreal that only a few years ago you were all fighting monsters and had a crazy life, now you were parents.

you were now outside the garage still sat in the car feeding a hungry Penny. you had her and you covered with a nursing cloth making sure that no one could see you or Penny. breastfeeding was a very intimate and private experience and you wanted to feel comfortable without feeling watched so Eddie and Steve being the amazing partners they were kept watch outside the car to make sure no creeps were looking inside.

once Penny was fed and burped you put her back into her car seat and opened the car door. Eddie helped you out of the car whilst Steve got Penny out, holding the car seat tightly to be careful he didn't drop her (not like he would anyway he was just very cautious).

you walked into the garage arm linked around Eddie's with Steve walking a bit in front of the two of you. Wayne's head popped up out of a car and a huge smile took over his face. "oh my goodness" he threw a oily rag over his shoulder and walked over to the four of you.

you unlinked your arms from Eddie's knowing Wayne would go straight over to him. your thoughts were correct, he immediately pulled Eddie into a hug and patted him on the back. you felt a swell of love in your chest as you watched the small interaction, it was beautiful to see.

"congratulations" he said as he pulled away and looked at the small car seat on Steve's arm. again, Penny was sleeping, her peaceful expression showing of her prominent features that looked identical to yours except she plumper lips and deep brown eyes. her hair was brown and thick, now you knew why you had terrible heart burn.

"would you look at that, she's beautiful" Wayne teared up, he was a grandad now and he couldn't believe it. "i'll just go wash my hands, i'll be right back. Eddie you know where my office is" he left the three of you to go to the bathroom.

you all moved to Wayne's office and you sat down on the chair in front of the desk. you had a lot of pain after giving birth, you'd gotten a few stitches and it hurt a lot. Steve placed the car seat on top of the desk and unclipped Penny, gently pulling her out and placing her in his chest. he swayed slightly and placed a few kisses to her head.

"sorry for taking so long, Troy was being an asshole" Wayne sat down in his chair which was opposite to you and held his arms out. it had been years since he last held a baby but he was pretty sure he could remember how to. he had been reading a few (a lot) of books on babies just to figure out how to hold her (and found out a lot of other things just in case he ever had to babysit).

Steve placed Penny in Wayne's arms and he swore he'd never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. his chin quivered and his eyes filled with tears as he looked at Penny who was still fast asleep. "i'll be right back" Eddie said placing a delicate kiss on your forehead before leaving Wayne's office.

"she's absolutely beautiful" Wayne sniffled but quickly composed himself "how was the birth y/n? i don't really know what happened, all i know is Eddie nearly missed it" you only nodded, still hurt from what happened only five days prior. "well the birth was okay because Eddie made it just in time but the boys never answered the phone. Steve had called them all day and no one picked up"

"i have no idea if they were pulling a prank or something but i called from like 9am to two hours before she was born and no one answered. i'm surprised Eddie even made it" Steve stood behind you, a hand rubbing your shoulder. "it was scary. i was so worried that he wasn't going to make it because those stupid people not answering the phone. Steve called all day" you were hurt deep down. you had all wanted to be together when you were in labour and he had gotten that opportunity taken away from him.

"i called from like 9am to two hours before she was born. i'm surprised Eddie even made it" Steve shook his head at the thought. Wayne turned his attention back to the sweet baby girl in his arms who was now fussing. "i'll take her" Steve said as he walked around the desk to take her. "you both do know that those boys are here today" after hearing that you felt anger surge through your body. you knew you shouldn't blow up like this but knowing the two of them were there meant you could give them some advice.

Eddie had gone to see Troy and Adam who were both in the office they had been five days prior. Adam was on the phone doing his job like he was supposed to do but Troy had his feet on the desk and was chucking a paper ball up into the air, he looked bored. once Adam noticed Eddie he quickly and politely ended the phone call and his face changed into sympathy.

however when Troy noticed Eddie standing in the doorway he smiled and shook his head. Adam spoke first "Eddie i am so sorry for what happened the other day, did you make it-" "i knew you were fucking with us. there's no baby here" Troy laughed obnoxiously, cutting Adam off but Eddie stood there shaking his head.

"there is a baby you asshole and you two are lucky that i'm here and my girlfriend isn't" Eddie scoffed and Adam looked down at his hands, he was shaking nervously. "i am truly sorry Eddie, i shouldn't of even followed through with what Troy said" Troy scoffed loudly and rolled his eyes.

"oh shut up you wuss. it's fine, jesus. it was a prank get over it" you saw Eddie standing in the doorway of an office and fast walked toward him, ignoring the pain in your body. "it's just a baby it's no big deal, you act like you're never going to have another one. your girlfriend will get over it anyway. if not she's a complete psycho and needs help" you were stood behind Eddie but after hearing that you squeezed in front of him.

"woah, who are you" Troy smirked, winking at you making you feel sick. he was disgusting. "i'm the girlfriend you just called a psycho you asshole" this made his smirk drop quickly. "you both are so stupid, do you have any idea what could of happened if Eddie didn't come in here when he did?" Adam just looked down again.

he felt stupid for even doing the stupid prank. "you need to grow up. you're somehow an adult which blows my mind because you act like a kid, it's embarrassing. what possessed you two to think not answering the phone was a good idea? it's your job for god sake and i'm surprised you're both even here" your face felt hot with anger as you looked between the two boys. you felt hot angry tears in your eyes, your hormones all over the place as you ripped into the two men in front of you.

you could tell by their different body language who was sorry and who wasn't. "i know it doesn't change it but i am sorry for not answering the phone. it was a one time thing and it was stupid" Adam said, his face was bright red with embarrassment as he realised what could of happened. he had thought about it for the last few days and every time he did think about it he felt sick, how stupid could he be?

“and if you think that we can just ‘have another baby’ it doesn’t work like that. you have no idea how many kids we want and of this was the only child we wanted then you robbed us from that special experience. yeah Eddie was there for the pregnancy and the birth but the labouring part is just as important and you ruined that. now you need to grow up, seriously.” a few tears ran down your face as you felt more anger inside of you.

your words were mainly directed at Troy who’s smug look had reappeared on his face. “one day you will realise, if you find someone stupid enough to even be with you, how special it is and how important it is for some people to have their partner there during labour. now i know you had no idea that i was going to give birth that day, none of us knew but pulling a stupid prank like that can be really dangerous. you could of left people stranded on the road. no more pranks, got it?”

you looked between the two boys, Troy was rolling his eyes but you knew of you carried on you wouldn’t stop but Adam nodded and apologised again you only nodded before turning back to Troy “you’re an asshole, you don’t come here for pranks you come here to work, that’s what you’re expected to do. now come on Eddie we have more people to see” with that you walked away from the three boys and wiped your tears as you left the room, Steve being outside the door with Penny in his chest with the car seat in his hand.

you and Steve walked to the car leaving Eddie still in the office. Troy now had his head down as he let your words sink in but he didn’t feel remorseful, only a little embarrassed but he tried to cover it. “Adam we accept your apology, i hope it won’t happen again” Adam promptly nodded and reassured Eddie he wouldn’t be influenced by Troy again.

“oh and Troy” Troy lifted his head to look at Eddie expecting the exact same thing to be said to him, his smirk had also reappeared “you’re fired�� it was Eddie’s turn to smile at him but his was sarcastic and pissed Troy off. Eddie could hear you calling for him from the car “now if you excuse me i have to go see my sweet family and my lovely in laws, bye” Eddie left smiling, hearing the shouts of an annoyed Troy who most definitely deserved to be fired.

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gingerjunhan · 11 months ago

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Hellooooo!

It's 🧈 and I wanted to request smthg with Jun han.

So like Jun han x reader where Jun han is just. Idk how to explain it😓

Like as if he has the vibe of his live where he played the guitar. Like he was so cute and I just wanted something that kinda embodies how he spoke and interacted with people on the live.

Like he's just so real and super sweet to reader and they're in front of the rest of xdh being verbally affectionate and being cute together.

Not really shy Jun han since he's not as shy as he once was, but just real Jun han. Like he's a best friend first and boyfriend second.

Reader and Jun han just have a lot of chemistry and are just making xdh melt at how perfect they are for each other.

Also kinda like his bubble video where I think he ate a bug? His vibe in that video was just so light hearted.

I just need light hearted, best friend bf, verbally and physically affectionate, and just overall just a super real Jun han.

Feel free to dm if you don't understand what I'm trying to say😭😭

☆彡🧈anon this is literally SO CUUUTE :( I love this idea! I've literally watched the Instagram live you're talking about so many times. I'll like it here if anybody wants to watch it 🫶🏻

word count: 795 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: petty friendly banter, Jun (jokingly) calls reader "babygirl", there is not a moment of peace in this house, this was actually proofread‼️💪🏻

Another night in the Heroes dorm rolled around, and you were no stranger to their company. You all had known each other for a while- becoming friends with the group right before it was announced that they were going to debut. Now, roughly three years of friendship had passed, and you were basically the 7th member of the household. You could show up at roughly any hour of the day, and nobody would bat an eye. You’ve always been especially close to Hyeongjun, so when you both announced to the others a while back that the two of you had started dating, nobody was surprised.

The evening was going on as normal. Jooyeon and Jiseok were playing some game together in the living room, screaming at both each other and the TV. Jungsu seemed to be playing moderator between the two of them. You’d eventually hear a “Jiseok, calm down!” shouted from Jungsu, which was always followed by Jooyeon’s distinct laugh. Gunil, who was also a bystander to all of this, only seemed to be egging the two boys on with his own laughter, Seingmin, who was sitting in the corner, scrolled through his phone, and seemingly wanted to have nothing to do with the entire ordeal.

“How much time is left on the oven?” Hyeongjun asked you. It was his turn to cook, so you decided to pitch in and help him.

“Roughly 10 minutes,” you answered. You gave Hyeongjun a smile as he made his way across the kitchen towards you. He wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder as you chuckled. “You hungry?”

He nodded, grimacing a bit. “The food smells so good,” he whined. You couldn’t help but chuckle again.

“I know,” you rubbed his back. “Just a couple more minutes.”

As the two of you basked in each other’s embrace, you heard a voice come from the doorway into the kitchen.

“Ew,” they said simply. You and Hyeongjun pulled apart to see Seungmin. “Can you guys go be cute somewhere else so you don’t spoil my appetite?”

Hyeongjun laughed. “Sorry. Dinner will be ready soon.”

“Thank god,” Seungmin scoffed. “Maybe Jiseok and Jooyeon will finally shut up while we eat.”

“I heard that!” Jiseok called. Just as Seungmin was about to make a snarky joke, the timer on the oven went off.

“Foods done!” You called. The others came racing into the kitchen, grabbing plates and serving themselves. Everybody sat down and began to eat together, marveling at how good the food was. Lighthearted banter took over the room as everyone ate.

“This food is amazing,” Gunil spoke up, looking to you and Hyeongjun. “Thank you for cooking.”

“Yeah,” Hyeongjun added. “Thanks for your help, sweetheart. Everything tastes great.” One of his hands found its way to yours, giving it a squeeze.

“Aww, sweetheart,” Jooyeon teased, batting his eyelashes. You couldn’t hold back the laugh that escaped you. Hyeongjun laughed along as well, being used to the younger ones' antics.

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with that,” Hyeongjun defended in a teasing way. “Unless you want me to use other names. Like, babygirl, or-”

“Nope! That’s enough!” Jooyeon gave up as you and Hyeongjun started to laugh harder. The two of you didn’t use pet names often, but when you did you were commonly made fun of by the others. So, sometimes, you guys would call each other the cringiest names you could think of just to mess with the others. After that, the dinner banter shifted again, finding it’s way to a new topic of conversation.

Once dinner was over and everything was cleaned up, everybody went back to their own separate activities. You and Hyeongjun made your way to his room, tucking yourselves away for a long night of doing nothing in particular. Hyeongjun turned on a show, and you started rooting through his clothes, looking for something new for you to steal. You found a shirt that you liked and threw it on. Hyeongjun smiled adoringly at you, and then there was a knock at his door.

“Hey,” Jiseok called from the other side. “Can I borrow your tuner? I left mine at the studio.”

“Yeah,” Hyeongjun called back. “You can come in.” Jiseok opened the door and was instantly met with you in your new shirt. He looked over you.

“I like your shirt, (Y/N).”

“Thanks,” Hyeongjun answered before you could, handing Jiseok his tuner. “It’s mine.”

Jiseok let out a sigh, “Of course it is.” With that, he turned and left, closing the door behind him. Hyeongjun once again made his way over to you, wrapping his arms around you. You returned the favor, relaxing in his hold. Hyeongjun sighed.

“You’re taking that shirt home, aren’t you?”

“Oh, absolutely,” you giggled.

taglist: @dazzlingligth , @mini-mews , @mxlly143 , @somethingaboutcheese , comment to be added!⁎⁺˳✧༚

#xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes imagine #xdh x reader #xdh imagines #xdh fluff #junhan x reader

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bloodyknucklesforme · 1 year ago

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Room for More | Soap x Nina

I was randomly inspired so have a really sweet/sorta sad fic

CW: pregnancy, talk about miscarriages

"Can I bum one?" Johnny asked, walking up to Gaz. They'd gotten back to base a couple hours prior. He'd drive back home tomorrow morning.

"Thought you quit?" Gaz still handed him a cigarette and his lighter.

"I did. Don't tell Nina?" Johnny asked, ashamed. Gaz drew an x over his heart. "She wants to keep trying for a baby. I do too but she's had two miscarriages now."

"Nothing you can do to prevent them?" Kyle was the only person he felt like he could talk to about this.

"No," he shook his head. "Decade and a half of malnutrition and no medical care will do that. I don't want to tell her no because she really wants it. I really want it. Maybe I talked it up too much. Wanting a big family."

"There are other options."

"I know. I'm not against it. She said after the first one that she wanted to give me something. I told her that I don't want anything from her. I don't need it. She's insistent."

"She is," Gaz nodded. "She's always been tough. You only have a couple months left before you're out."

"I think we'll hold off trying again till then. If she has another miscarriage I want to be there for her. I wasn't there for the first one and the second one was awful for us." He took a long drag to distract him from the memory. "Felt like it was my fault."

Gaz clapped his back and pulled him into a side hug.

"I don't think it's anyone's fault," He said. "Not either of yours at least."

Nina had decided to keep it a secret, even from herself. She forced herself to forget what the test had said. She told herself it was easier. She would be less upset when it didn't work out and if she didn't lose it would be a pleasant surprise.

She'd done a good job of forgetting.

Johnny was due back later tonight. His missions were taking longer. He'd been gone for over two months. She'd started her usual rituals of cleaning the house and making him shortbread biscuits. He'd pick up dinner on the way. They'd spend the next couple of days decompressing. The weather was getting warmer. She wanted to have a picnic outside.

She'd gotten everything done and took a shower to freshen up. She caught herself in the floor length mirror as she shrugged on her cardigan. Her stomach had a small bump to it. Almost unnoticeable to anyone except her. She stopped and cupped her hands around the bump.

"Hi, there." She spoke softly to her stomach. She'd never gotten this far. She walked up to the mirror and sat cross legged on the floor in front of it. "I'm...I'm sorry I've been ignoring you these past couple weeks. Truth is I'm afraid of you."

"Not really of you but I'm afraid you'll leave. I won't be upset with you if you do. I know it's not the best place to be. I'd like it if you stayed. I won't ignore you anymore. You can keep me company while your dad is away." She felt a little foolish talking to them. And..and if you make it all the way I promise to take care of you. You won't be cold or hungry. Your dad will love you. I'll keep you safe. He'll keep you safe."

"I don't know if you can hear me. You're probably not bigger than an apple or something. I always thought it was weird comparing you to fruit. It just seems so small. You're so small yet you're bigger than your siblings. They couldn't stay very long. I wanted them to. Like I said, I won't be mad at you if you can't. I know it's not your fault. If you can though, it'd be nice."

"Your dad doesn't know yet. He'll be home soon though. You can meet him. He's quite handsome even with his dumb haircut." She laughed. "He's also kind and he's an artist. If you wanted he'd probably paint a mural in your room. Another reason for you to stay. I hope you like the names we've talked about. Elsie Poppy for a girl. Poppy was my mum's name and I'd like to grow a row of them in the box outside your window. You'll have a whole garden to run around in and I'll plant whatever you want."

"I feel like I should stop talking to you. I think if you leave I won't try again. Your dad drew me a flower for the last two times. They're hanging up in the hallway and I think that more than three would look weird..." She wiped her cheek. "This time it'll be a poppy. Would you like that? I didn't get to ask last time. I don't want to guilt you into staying. I know it's not up to you. I love you. I hope you know that. I'll always love you. Your dad loves you even if he doesn't know about you yet. If you can't stay for me, try to stay for him. He's been through a lot. He'd really like to meet you. He has a nephew and I just know he'd be the best dad to you. He wouldn't yell at you or make you feel unwanted or small. He'd teach you how to play football and draw. He would.."

The floor creaked behind her. Nina spun around. Johnny was standing in the doorway. They had matching tears. She reached out her hand and beconed him closer.

"How long have you been here?" She asked, as they wiped each other's tears.

"I like the name Poppy," He smiled, pressing his forehead against hers. She took his hand and laid it across her stomach. He looked down and grinned. "I'm sorry I don't smell better. I'm your dad. I'd also like you stay. You're strong like your mum."

He pulled Nina into his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist, rubbing a hand over her stomach. His chin sat on her shoulder.

"She makes great biscuits and soups. She'll love taking you to the beach. She might not share her plushes but she'll make sure you have so many of your own." Nina laughed. "She might be English but no one's perfect. Except maybe you but that's because you'll be Scottish."

"She'll read to ya every night. And she'll write the most gorgeous poems about ya even if she won't let anyone read em. You'll have a cousin, a grandma, an aunt on my side. On yer mum's side you'll have Grandpa Price."

"He'll hate you for saying that."

"It's true though. Now let me finish." He kissed her cheek. "Uncle Kyle and Uncle Simon. Then there will be your Teehos."

"You're saying that wrong."

"How do you say it then?"

"There's no H. Tío."

"Since when did you speak Spanish?"

"I've been practicing. Rudy and I facetime every other week so I can practice. He says I'm very good."

"Your tío's Alejandro and Rudy. There will be so many people who love you." He rubbed one of Nina's arms. "Can't say it'll be more than us though. So if you can stay we'd love to have ya."

He moved his hand off her stomach to cup her face to turn her towards him.

"Whatever happens, I love you. If you don't want to try again that's okay with me. We can try other things but even if none of that works. I'll be happy just living my life with just you."

"I love you. I'd be happy too." She turned to hug him, wrapping her legs around his waist.

"You been to the doctor yet?" He asked, rubbing his hands up and down her back.

"I've been afraid," she admitted.

"We'll make an appointment tomorrow, yeah?" He kissed her forehead. "How far along do you think you are?"

"Maybe three months," she shrugged. "I wasn't keeping track like I should have."

They had to wait a week but they got the appointment. Everything looked well. Nina was starting on pre natal vitamins among other supplements. They made another appointment in another two weeks for the first ultrasound.

"What if something's wrong?" Nina squeezed his hand as they waited for the tech.

"We'll figure it out. I'm right here. It'll be okay," he kissed the back of her hand, his leg was bouncing up and down despite his attempts to hide his own fears. He held her hand tightly as the tech performed the exam.

"Everything looks good. Fetal development looks well. That's the heartbeat and oh.." He thought Nina might break his hand until the tech turned grinning. She turned the screen around for them to look at. "Listen to that."

"There's two heartbeats. Why would there be two?"Nina looked at Johnny.

"Twins..."

"Congratulations." She pointed towards the screen. "That's baby one and here's baby two. Fraternal twins."

Nina laughed as tears ran down her face.

"Twins? Really? Johnny... we're going to have twins?" He leaned down and kissed her.

"You made a compelling case. They must have been listening."

"Would you like me to print out photos.''

"Yes please!" The last time he saw her so happy was their wedding day just a year prior. She couldn't stop looking at the photos on the drive back.

"Can't believe I got ya pregnant twice," He laughed.

"Oh you owe me for this. Twins are much harder."

"I'm the one who has build two nurseries now. Do you think we get two baby boxes now?"

"I would hope so. We can't fit them in one." She laughed.

"We'll have to tell my mum soon."

"Price too." She looked at the photos again and laughed.

"What is it?"

"I'm really happy. Like really fucking happy."

Johnny reached across the console and squeezed her knee. All the memories from the past couple years with her played over in his head. All the hard times, the hospital stays, the sleepless nights, the panic attacks, the depressive episodes. All he ever wanted was for her to be happy.

"I love you, Nina. I'm happy too."

AN: Forgive any errors in regards to the ultrasound, I've never been pregnant lol.

tag list: @macravishedbymactavish

#soap x nina #john soap mactavish #john soap mactavish x oc

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a-crumb-of-whump · 1 year ago

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A New Beginning Drabble: Food Platter

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Content: ADHD caretaker, vampire whumpee, it's honestly just fluff.

Ask and ye shall receive

Ryker couldn’t figure out how long he’d been sitting at his computer for now. Could have been minutes, could have been hours - even the time that sat at the bottom of his screen meant nothing to him as he continued to play his game.

It was only when he felt the presence of someone standing right behind him and a plate of assorted fruits, biscuits and cheeses being placed beside his keyboard that he finally tore his eyes away from the screen to glance up. Suddenly Carlos’ face was right there, mere inches away from his own and a grin that prominently displayed his two fangs.

Gentle fingers wrapped around either side of the headphone set he was wearing, tugging them down until they sat comfortably around his neck. “Good afternoon. Havin’ fun?”

Ryker nodded. “Yeah. How long have I been here for?”

“You were already half an hour into it when Adam left for work this morning, so… few hours, I’d say.” As he spoke, Carlos set a glass of water down on the other side of him. “You haven’t eaten or had anything to drink since yesterday. I know humans need to eat a lot more than vampires do, so I made you a- I think the internet called it a fruit platter? Except there’s more than just fruits on there, so… let’s call it a food platter instead.”

Ryker felt himself smile as he examined the hard work Carlos had clearly put into it. It only had the freshest of fruits and berries from each packet and all the cheese had been sliced up already, despite how much he knew the vampire hated the smell. It was a pleasure to receive after such an intense hyperfocus.

His stomach growled almost immediately, as if it was just now starting to realise how hungry he really was.

“You did all this for me?” he asked in hushed awe, already tossing two grapes into his mouth. He could see Carlos practically beaming out the corner of his eye, so proud to have made something worth gushing over. “You said you were looking on the internet, too?”

The vampire nodded. “Yeah! I wanted to make something you could eat while you play your game. It’s not very fancy but…” He trailed off and shrugged. “I was excited to get the opportunity to do something for you, since you’re always doin’ stuff for me.”

“I could not have asked for anything better, man. Thank you.”

After eating two more berries, Ryker reached out to grab the second wheelie chair beside his computer desk before pulling it towards him until it was positioned right beside his own. “Can I show you what I’ve been doing? I know it’s most likely pointless to you but I’m super proud of what I made.”

Carlos didn’t even hesitate to sit down, leaning forward in his chair to pay close attention to what Ryker wanted to show him. .

“It’s not pointless,” he gently argued, and those words were enough to ease whatever concerns he had about boring him with his game. “If it makes you happy, then that means it can’t be.”

"...Besides." He between for a moment, and the cheeky smile that appeared on his face when Ryker turned to look at him only caused him to smile too. "I've been around for every hyperfixation you've had since you were three. What's one more?"

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whooambouttamakeanameformyself · 1 year ago

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Beautiful Bloodshed

Otis Driftwood x Transmasc! Reader. (18+)

Chapter Two

(Chapter One below)

Same summary and warnings apply here. Please enjoy this absolute shit show of a book.

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(Chapter two starts two weeks after Chapter One, Baby and Y/N have been hanging out almost every day.)

Y/N's shitbox truck pulled up infront of the now somewhat familliar Firefly house, idling for a few seconds before finally turning off. Y/N got out and excitedly ran up to the door where Baby met them, equally as excited as they were.

"Y/N! I've got something really fun for us to do today!" Baby squealed excitedly, her blonde curls bouncing as she jumped around, looking like she drank several redbulls before coming down to greet them.

Y/N giggled at their friends giddiness. "Oh lord, what crazy plan do you have cooked up for today?" Baby's plans ranged anywhere from laying around her room and listening to music while they painted eachother's nails, to going out and luring unsuspecting men back to the house for Mama Firefly.

Baby grabbed his hand and pulled him inside the house like she always did, but this time she pulled much harder, dragging them to her bedroom, giggling and laughing the whole way. She stopped outside her door, turning to them with a crazed grin on her face.

"Okay, get ready, because this is going to be wicked cool!!" She put her hand on the door handle, turning it and counting to three before swinging the door open so hard it hit the wall with a loud 'BANG'. "Ta Da!!" She yelled as Y/N peered into the room. A brunette girl sat on a chair in the middle of the room, bound and gagged, looking terrified. "I thought you and I could turn her into a living doll today!" Baby giggled, pulling them into her room.

They spent about three hours dressing up the girl, doing her hair, and putting makeup on her. Baby seemed quite pleased with the work the two had done, looking over it with a proud smile.

"She looks great! But I'm hungry now, wanna go make lunch with me?" She asked as she walked out the door. Y/N nodded and followed her, walking out out into the hall, stopping, when they see that Otis's door is open. He could see some of the art Otis had drawn on the wall around the tv, mostly a bunch of small doodles around some bigger, more detailed drawings. He was really good at what he did, and they had to admit they really did love the art of his they were able to see. Baby noticed they weren't following her anymore and went looking for them, finding them standing in the hall infront of Otis's door, staring into the room in awe.

"Hey, whatcha lookin' at?" She asked curiously as she approached them. Y/N jumped and looked at her, trying to think up an excuse but coming up with nothing.

"O-Oh! Uh, nothing! Just got lost in my head..." they lied, but Baby wasn't fooled. "Yeah, sure, whatcha lookin' in Otis's room for?" She asked, playfully nudging them, attempting to relax them a bit. Y/N let out a defeated sigh. "Okay, okay... no matter how many times I see the art on the walls in his room, it's always so... amazin', I've actually been meaning to ask you about it." They clear their throat. "You know anything about any of his art?"

Baby crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "why don't you just ask him, man? I'm sure he'll tell ya if you ask." The thought of talking to Otis made them nervous, not because they were scared of him, no, it's because they didn't want to bother him while he was busy (and they probably wouldn't understand the philosophical answers Otis has been known to give, and has given them many times in the past when they asked a question.) "N-No, it's fine! I'll ask some other time." He shook his head quickly, attempting to walk past Baby, but she caught him and guided him into Otis's room. "Otis! You got a sec?" She called out. Otis looked up from his book, about to say something rude or snarky in response, but stopped himself when he realized Y/N was there. "Depends, what for?" He asked, setting his book down on the bed beside him. Baby grins, gently pushing Y/N toward Otis. "They wanna know about your art, can you tell him about it?"

Hearing this actually shocked Otis. Y/N wanted to know about his art? Well shit, he'll tell them anything they wanna know!

He clumsily got off his bed, excited to finally spend more time with Y/N.

Otis mentally cussed himself out, he wasn't supposed to feel that way toward ANYONE, let alone someone of the same gender... but he couldn't help himself. The few times they hung out together (mostly drinking and talking shit about people) he'd feel his heart flutter when they laughed at one of his stupid jokes, and he'd get the feeling of butterflies in his stomach every time they looked at him with those damn doe-ish eyes or gave him even just a slight smile. Jesus, he felt like a teenage girl getting her first highschool crush and he hated it.

Baby left the room, happily leaving the two alone. Otis wasted no time in beginning to explain each piece to Y/N, getting less and less philosophical when he realized they didn't quite understand it as well as he did himself. Actually, he began to ever so slightly touch on the emotional side of it, allowing himself this one instance of vulnerability. Y/N listened intently, finding each piece and the meaning behind it extremely interesting. Otis found himself smiling as he answered Y/N's questions, feeling those same feelings he felt when he first saw them.

Shit, it's just gunna get worse....

Since Y/N was so interested in his art Otis decided to test just how far he could go before his art grossed them out or scared them. He first asked if they wanted to see some of his other art, and after they said yes (maybe a bit too excited) he pulled a few of the smaller bone sculptures from behind the curtain that hid the more grotesque pieces he'd done. He showed them one of the sculptures, one that was made to look like a bouquet of flowers, it was morbidly beautiful. Y/N let out a soft gasp, their jaw dropping in absolute awe.

"Holy shit, it's gorgeous! How the fuck...." the words left their mouth quicker than they could stop it, gushing over the tiny bone flowers.

Y/N's reaction made Otis's smile bigger. Someone loved his art, truely loved it, saw the beauty and emotion behind each piece....

There was no escaping it, Otis's feelings for Y/N were already too strong.

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End of Chapter 2.

Hope everyone enjoyed this shit! Chapter 3 coming soon. :)

#house of 1000 corpses #otis driftwood x reader #otis b driftwood #x reader #otis driftwood #otis b driftwood x reader #bill moseley #beautiful bloodshed #trans male reader #horror

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choicesmc · 8 months ago

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I've been following you for a while, but the only one of your characters I feel like I know is Fiona. Who are your other favorites? Please gush away 🤭

Caro, love this ask! I'll take literally any chance to gush over Rin and Rams 🥺

I tend to talk more about Fiona than any of my others (though I’m slowly working on that!!) I’ve just had Fiona rotating in my brain for longer than my other two!

I have two other MCs: Rams (the Elementalists) and Rin (the Freshman series but is not the MC for it). Rams I made for the book club event and Rin I made for the fun of it.

RIN

Where do I start? She’s amazing, she’s awesome, she’s possiblytheloveofmylife. She’s the only one where I’ve really sat down to write down her backstory [here]. I like her, she’s tough but still caring and kind –just in her own way.

Rin’s main angle is a motive of control. For most of her life, her circumstances were beyond her control. She’s had to just roll with the punches life has given her which meant that when she did have control, Rin clung to it tighter than a mother beat with her cubs. Rin wants control, she wants to steer her life in a way that matters despite the world going out of its way to rip any semblance of control from her.

A twin angle to her character is instability: her mom, her domestic life, her education –all were built on rough ground and could be taken/leave very easily. Even the positive relationships she’d built weren’t permanent. So Rin’s gotta act like nothing will last because nothing has lasted.

But like I said, despite all of that. Rin wants to be there in the way few were. She wants to be that janitor that quietly took care of you when your parents were hours late picking you up. She wants to be that one dude on the train that saved your regular seat for you when you ran late. She wants to be a small piece of kindness that you don’t stop thinking about.

At her core, Rin wants to be good in a world that wasn’t good to her. I love her for it.

RAMS

Rams, Rams, Rams. Where to start with cos? Co is a little slippery to me, I won’t lie. But co’s got a solid center, just a bit harder for me to express right, I suppose?

When it comes down to it, she wants to be there for others. She wants to support everyone and be reliable and be their comfort. Rams wants the people around her to know that she’s always open to them —that she’ll always care about them even when she’s not caring about herself.

The tiny problem? A lot of that isn’t reciprocated for a long time. Rams makes themself so so available to their detriment that often people just… forget the effort it takes to do that. It becomes natural to rely on them in a way that Rams loves but can’t keep up with.

By the time, he’s in highschool Rams is running on empty. He can’t disappoint anyone, can’t not be there, can’t not care about them. Rams has to keep this going. In addition, he’s a good student: was labeled gifted in elementary and so suffers for it now. His deans toss all the hard classes to him and he’ll perform. He’ll do it with mild complaint because that’s how it has to be, right?

It’s all reinforced by the idea that no one cares about co. As I said, the immense effort co puts into his relationships (at this point platonic, romantic are a different story that’ll throw me off track–) is not returned and the lack of praise or criticism co receives from Mr Erndheart (co’s guardian) affirms his belief that it doesn’t matter what happens to co as long as co can still survive. Pretty much ‘alive’ is all co expects for coself. Co could be unhappy, tired, hungry, etc (basically a Sim but all the bars are red all the time) and as long as co can hear co’s beating heart, it’s fine for Rams.

Add that Rams doesn’t want to worry anyone. Blessedly, lack of sleep doesn’t show up to well on him so he plays it off when people notice. He takes extra care that he seems to be doing well even if he really is suffering behind the scenes. If he confesses that no, he’s just a swimming duck desperately trying to keep afloat then what can he provide? Who would take assurance from him? Who would he be reliable for? Who would stay around him? If anyone knew what he was, who would stay?

In Penderghast, Rams is basically healing. Xe’s been tossed into a world xe doesn’t have any reference for where no one expects much from xim. And for the first time in forever, Rams just breaths. Exists with minimal responsibilities and starts to understand just how much stress xe’s put ximself under and I love that for xe.

#rin #rams #tiny tidbits #asks answered #thank you caro!#had lots of fun answering this one!!

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mlmvoreconfessionals · 2 years ago

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Your thoughts about Scooby-Doo? I think that Shaggy can be amazing predator

Oooh...fine, I'll answer this one that I've had an idea with since I was first getting into vore.

Having the M.ystery Machine all to themselves made for a great time, as far as S.cooby and S.haggy are concerned. They've basically turned the van into food storage and spend their days stuffing their faces on whatever they have around...which really isn't that different to what they do most of the time, really. It's become a simple life for them of eating all their food, getting more, and then doing it over again. And it works...most of the time.

The worst time to run out of food is while in the middle of nowhere, like the two foodies currently are. S.haggy had to drive while S.cooby sat in the back, but of course, he got hungry and had to stop to have a snack or two. But when he stopped and got in the back, he was devastated by what he saw.

"S.cooby, like, did you eat all of our food?!" The Great Dane is lazing on his back, his stomach full of just about all their food. The fridge and cabinets the two of them had installed the back of the van are all open and bare. Boxes and wrappers sit around, not even crumbs left inside of them.

S.cooby belches and snickers into his paw. "Rorry, Raggy! I got rungry!"

"Like, I'm hungry, too!" S.haggy demands. His poor, starving stomach lets out a growling agreement. But S.cooby is full, and rather unsympathetic because of it. S.haggy knew it'd still be hours before they reach the next town which means that he's going to have to sit with his hungry for far longer than he ever has before. That thought scares him worse than any ghoul or ghost he's faced before! But there's nothing left for him to eat. The other thing sitting in the van now is...

S.haggy's stomach growls noisily again and he finds himself drooling a bit. He shouldn't do it...but at the same time, he can't wait until they get to town to handle this hunger. S.coob would understand, right? He'd probably do the same thing so...

"Like, sorry, S.coob, but I gotta eat!" He grabs the dog by the collar and drags him across the floor. S.cooby looks up, confused, just to look up and see S.haggy's drooling jaws open incredibly wide. S.cooby lets out a scream and starts to thrash just as his entire head is engulfed by his best friend's maw.

S.haggy was shocked by just how delicious S.cooby is. He sits there for a second, the dog's head in his maw while he tastes over his meal. Had S.coob always tasted this good? If he had, he really should have been eaten soon! With a new resolve, S.haggy starts to take great gulps, his hands grabbing onto his Great Dane and dragging him deeper down the hatch.

S.cooby kept thrashing around on his back, muffled cries for help coming from S.haggy's gullet and, soon, from the bulge in his stomach. S.haggy gets past the front legs and chest and takes some time with his dog's bloated stomach. There was enough food in there to feed an army, and it was meant to feed two greedy guys. If S.cooby had shown self-control for once, maybe it wouldn't have come to this. But his greediness got the best of him, and now, it's going to be the end of him.

S.haggy gets over the gut after plenty of tasting. Only S.cooby's kicking back legs and tail are left hanging from the man's jaws, and with a wet slurping, they're sucked right down the hatch. His thin stomach expands greatly, taking on a distinct dog shape as S.cooby is forced to curl up inside. S.haggy sits down on the edge of the van, licking his lips as he rubs over his gut. He can feel the Great Dane kicking and wiggling around inside his stomach. It's a weird sensation...but he likes it a lot.

"BWWWwwwoooOUUUURRRRrrppp!" A big belch comes from S.haggy. He thumps his chest a few times as he lets loose, and somehow, S.cooby's collar manages to get free at some point and comes flying out of his jaws. He picks it up carefully, making S.coob help when he leans over on his gut and squishes it into his legs.

"Wow, S.coob! Like, that was a meal to remember!" S.haggy smiles and pats his stomach a few times. Hearing his best buddy in the world whine and yelp and call for help as he thrashes around does make him feel a bit bad...but...feeling so full with such delicious, live meat makes it really easy to ignore those feelings.

S.haggy gets up and shuts the doors. He heads back to the front seat, adjusts it a bit to fit his stomach, and starts driving again. It'll be a few hours before he gets to town. If S.coob is still somehow alive in there by the time he gets to town, S.haggy will definitely find a way to get him out. But if he's not...well...the man's gut churns wetly and he belches again. He wonders how hard it would be to find another talking dog...and if they all taste this good.

#v.ore #male vore #mlm vore #m/m vore #gay vore #vore story #oral vore #ambiguous ending #scoobydoovore #shaggyrogersvore #ask

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campbells-content · 1 year ago

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Part 2 of road trip au, post road trip. Also un checked and unedited.

They don't spend the next few days together on purpose.

So, as I said, Chloe offers a ride to Juleka, but once they get to the boat, Juleka asks Chloe if she wants to hang out. She says yes and the first day they just hangout on the boat, talking for hours, watching movies and laughing at Luka's reaction to the jumpscares. By the time they realized how long its been it is midnight and Chloe ends up spending the night. In the morning they get dressed and get ready. They take a detour on the way to the hotel and go shopping till they get hungry, then go eat. They get to the hotel and Chloe asks her if she wants to come up for a bit. They do and they just lay on the bed and talk. "So, you're dad has partial custody?" "Yeah, which sucks cause he lives in America." "Is anything gonna happen since you just up and left?" "Probably not, he's pretty laid back. Maybe even a little too laid back." "I guess it has its perks." "Yep." "You wanna get out of here?" Chloe sat up with a smile. "It'll be fun."

They end up going around Paris, to the park and then up to the observation deck on arc de triomphe in time for the sunset. They're not alone but they kindof get lost in eachother, almost missing golden hour. When golden hour does happen Juleka can't look away. Chloe can't look away from her. Chloe realizes she may or may not have feelings for her. After the sunset they walk around for a few hours then head back to the hotel, laughing about the fact that they've spent the last like 9 nights together and were about to spent 1 more. They couldn't sleep so they went up to the roof, keep in mind it is now the middle of the night. No one is there and there is no event so the lights are all off. Chloe looked around for the power box and flicked on the lights. She dragged Juleka to the railing where she new they'd get the best view.

The city was still so alive with lights everywhere. Again, they just talked. "It's sad." "Hmm?" "That we trade the lights in the sky for the ones on the ground." "Oh." "Sorry, that was probably a little to dreary." "Juleka?" "Yeah?" "We have been trading trama stories for the past week." "I know." "Your cute concern about light pollution is not too dreary." "Oh." "If anything it's kindof endearing." "How?" "Even when you see something this beautiful, you still think about what it costs. Then again you did grow up with Rose." "She might've affected my view of the world a teensy bit." "You two are close?" "Have been for years. Oh, shit. She doesn't even know I'm back."

"Yeah she does." "What?" "She's been asking in the group chat. The others messaged about the details of the road on the plane ride home." "Oh." "What?" "Nothing." "Trouble in paradise?" "No, nothing like that. It just hit me that this has to end eventually." "What does?" "This-" she motioned between the two of them "-I've just really enjoyed hanging out." "It's not ending now, is it?" There was a mini desperation in her tone that only seemed to ring in the seconds of silence. "I don't think so." Filled with relief, Chloe suggested they go back inside and they did after almost falling in the pool and cutting out the lights. They watched another movie and fell asleep. Chloe woke up first to butler guy knocking on her door. He just told her that Andre is glad she got home safe and would like to schedule a dinner sometime this week. She said yeah, sure and went back to bed. She couldn't get back to sleep so she stared at Juleka until she realized she was staring at Juleka. Then she just got up and sat on her balcony with the door open. Juleka woke up and silently joined her. They mumbled their goodmornings and just enjoyed the morning air in silence. 30ish minutes later, another knock on the door as butler dude came to tell Chloe they're about to stop serving breakfast.

He is a little surprised when Juleka is standing behind Chloe but continues to tell them both about the breakfast ending. Chloe asks if Juleka wants to get this or go out. They get hotel breakfast, joking as they ate in the dining area. Butler guy comes to tell Chloe about the dinner scheduled in three days. She nodded and he left. They finished eating and went back up to Chloe's room. They just chilled out in there for a few hours until they got hungry again. They raided the kitchen and then Chloe got a text from Adrien. A: "wana hng ut" C: "with who?" A: "me n alya" C: "can juleka come?" A: "👀" A: "sur" They went to Adrien's and played some video games, watched a movie, and played some bored games. They ended up staying the night there and sleeping on a pallet while. Chloe woke up to Adrien and Alya talking from the bed. When they saw her up they laughed and said goodmorning. "Whats so funny?" "Nothing." "You and Juleka seem close." "We've been hanging out." "For how long?" "Did you even drop her off?" She got flustered at that and glared at Alya. "I was going to! Really, I was, but she asked if I wanted to hang out." "And you just haven't left?" "Did you even want to?" She was silent, her face getting more flushed. "Chloe..." "You're down bad, girl." She looked back to make sure Juleka was still asleep. "...I know." Alya laughed at and teased her and Adrien tried to console her. Eventually Juleka woke up and they ate breakfast. Chloe focused on her food and aladrien kept glancing at everyone. Juleka pretended she didn't notice. Afterwards aladrien say they are gonna go mess around and record at the park. Chloleka just went back to the hotel to get Juleka's stuff that she left because they weren't planning on spending the night at Adrien's. They watched another movie, then another, and another. Juleka said she should probably go home after one more. They start the movie but Chloe kinda just falls asleep.

The movie ends and Juleka is about to leave but she doesn't want to leave without good bye. She lays there for a minute and pulls out her phone to text Luka. J: 'Probably not gonna make it home tonight.' L: 'This is a very long date' J: '>-<' J: 'Its not a date.' L: 'Sure its not' J: 'Shush' L: ':P' J: 'ur gae' L: 'Says the one on week long date' J: 'Its not a date.' L: 'Sure' J: 'I'm going to ignore that and go to sleep.' L: 'Really? Its a little early don't you think?' J: 'Its 10?' L: 'I'm guessing she's already asleep?' J: 'Yep. Gn.' L: 'Lol night ig' She lays there for a while before putting on another movie and getting comfy under the covers.

This is where it ends for now cause I've hit a mental block

#miraculous ladybug #chloe bourgeois #miraculous lb #miraculous au #miraculous ladybug au #miraculous #mlb #chloé bourgeois #chloleka #juleka couffaine #mlb juleka #chloe x juleka #road trip au

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kissthesun-gvf · 2 years ago

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Solitude

INTRO: Another one!! I have a few little blurbs to post, but I'm still finishing up the semester, so I don't have a set schedule for posting them. Hopefully your guys like these little stories here and there :)

You woke up in the early hours of the morning to a warm glow in your chest, realizing that you could hear the faint sounds of Sam fast asleep next to you. You roll over to see hm facing you and wrapped your arms around him, taking in the sweet scent of eucalyptus and incense he carried with him. He moved, half awake, bringing gone arm around you and sliding the other under the pillow. You closed your eyes and fell peacefully asleep for a little while longer.

You woke again to Sammy placing gentle kisses around your face. "Morning, love" you whisper, eyes fluttering open to see his sweet smile. "Have I told you lately that I love you?" he cooed, continuing kisses down your shoulder. "I think you may have mentioned that, yes. You happy to be home?" He grinned a t the question, laying his head back on the pillow. "I don't think I've ever been this happy in my life. Let's just stay here, okay?" "All day?" I reached up to kiss him again. "At least long enough for me to realize that I'm actually here with you... so it might be a while." He brought his hand up and massaged your scalp, his fingers gentle but the calluses he had gained while months on tour noticeable. "God, I missed you," he continued, moving his hand up and down your bare back. "I'm never leaving again."

"We have nothing planned today, Sammy," I told him like it was a secret. "We don't even have to leave the house if we don't want to. We'll just stay here all day. Drink tea, read books, listen to the new records I picked out while you were gone." "And kisses?" He added. "Mhmm, lots and lots of kisses, baby," you replied, landing another one on the center of his chest. "You want tea?" he asked. "Sure, but that does mean leaving the bed." "Shit," he laughed. "I'll put some on, pick out a record while I wait, and then I'll bring it back when it's ready," he planned to himself. "And I'll..." you started. "Sit here and look pretty until you get back." He forced himself out of bed and pulled and old U of M shirt over his head. "You lay there," he leaned over for another kiss. "And look like the goddess you are, and I will be right back." He walked away and you sat up to lean against the headboard, watching him leave. "Baby..." you lull after him. "Yes darling?" he turns at the doorway. "I'm really happy you're home." A goofy smile spread across his face. "Me too, love."

While he was in the kitchen, you lit some incense and turned on a few lights to cast a warm glow across the room that balanced out the rainy light of the morning. Sam came in and put on a Billie Holiday record, stopping to check on the plants before heading back to the kitchen. He returned with two cups of tea and sat in bed next to you, the blankets tangled around your intertwined legs as you sat in the near-silence and soaked in each others presence.

Eventually the silent morning was interrupted by the hungry sounds of your stomachs. "Ughhhh," Sam exclaimed dramatically, "I don't want to get up to eattt." You say up next to him and ran your hands over his chest and stomach. "Not even to go to your favorite cafe?" You smiled. "Now THAT I will get out of bed for."

Yo rolled out of bed, untangling yourself from the duvet and making your way over to the bathroom. "What do you think you're doing?" Sam asked as you turned on the shower. "Well I know this concept is hard for Kiszka's to understand, but this is called a shower, and it's where we get clean." "I don't know, from what I've heard these dangerous things shouldn't be tested alone," he inched closed to you and pulled your (his...) shirt over your head. "If we want to make it to breakfast, Sammy, I don't know if this is such a good idea." You turn your head slightly to avoid his kiss. "I'll be on my best behavior, I promise," he smirked before stepping in. You had missed your sleepy morning showers, both of you barely awake, you washing Sam's hair while he wraps his arms around you.

#sam gvf #sam kiszka #gvf blurb #greta van fleet blurb #greta van fleet #gvf fluff

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septusuki · 1 year ago

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"Night everyone!" Yano Hiiro gave the camera across from her a double-handed wave, smiling affectionately as she peeked down at the mostly-empty table she'd been eating off of for the past hour, now. Just empty boxes, wrappers and baggies, now. "This has been Scarlet," She grinned, looking over at her partner - her partner in crime - and winking to give her the cue.

"And-- Ouuurp-- Ruby..." Matsuyama Dalia managed to blurt out, blushing up a storm as she ruined her little outro with a tremendous burp. "G'Night..." She wheezed, trying not to rub her overtaxed tummy too much - that was a gift for the special subscribers, after all.

"See you tomorrow!" Hurrying over and turning the camera off, Hiiro ended her stream on top of the world. Having two people really made these mukbangs more interesting. Of course, the calories still had to go somewhere. "Are you OK, Dalia-chan?"

"Uff..." Dalia smiled, almost throwing up in her mouth as she finally breathed out. Her melted-chocolate belly surged outwards, popping the button on her 6XL jean-shorts like it was nothing and drooping over the fatso's thick knees. She couldn't let the world know she was this fat. "I'm-- Urkk-- fine..." Panting as she nursed her unruly belly, Dalia wiped some sweat from her flabby forehead. Underneath her ass, the couch creaked, the pillows squashed into a very specific ass-sized shape just for her. She was gigantic. Unable to see her belly past her fat tits, and even seeing them was a struggle with that titanic tyre of fat around her neck. What had once been called a 'double-chin' was now a bloated necklace of blubber, a cushion for Dalia's greedy cheeks to sit on whilst she stuffed her face. "Jusht... F-Full..." Dalia groaned, struggling to rub her huge flanks as her belly gurgled away.

"Honestly, you didn't have to eat that much!" Hiiro giggled, sitting back on the couch opposite Dalia, feeling her fellow feaster's heat waft in her direction. Lending a helping hand, Hiiro pleasantly rubbed away at Dalia's reddening belly, trying her best not to squeeze the plentiful fat rolls. "I appreciate you trying to keep the calories off of me, but..." Hiiro blushed - she couldn't just call Dalia fat, even if she was. Ever since Hiiro had invited Dalia to 'helping out' with her mukbang streams as Scarlet, Dalia had become addicted to food. Coming on Hiiro's streams so often she'd earned her own handle as Ruby, it was no small secret that Dalia had become fatter than fat.

"Y-Yeah, maybe I'll stick to the salad, next time..." Licking some fried crumbs and salty snacks off her lips, Dalia blushed as she sat back, sighing as she tried to keep her obese body from overheating - something Hiiro's hand wasn't helping with. "And, sorry for stealing that last dumping, Scarlet..." Rolling her eyes as she accidentally used Hiiro's streaming persona, even when the stream was off, Dalia tried not to imagine what the dumpling would be doing to her waistline. Dalia was supposed to be thin, sexy and fit, but she'd ballooned into a blob before she even knew it. "I've been super hungry, lately..." Her appetite doing nothing but aiding her spiral into obesity, Dalia patted her belly, almost slapping it, as if to discipline the greedy lard-pile she called a tummy.

"Don't worry, Dalia-chan! I'd rather you have it than me, after all." Hiiro definitely wasn't lying. She'd loved watching Dalia go from sitting politely on a folding chair, to filling out a gamer chair, to swamping three-quarters of a family couch. She couldn't help it; inviting the greedy martial artist over to become an even greedier mukbang streamer for the night had been the best choice of her life.

Dalia had blossomed, ballooned, and bloated into the perfect girl. She'd been a bodyguard, once, but now she did little more than 'protect' Hiiro from excessive calories. At the very least, she did a good job of that. "It's getting late, should I call a taxi?" Hiiro didn't want to get into asking whether Dalia could even walk home, but there was a bigger problem at hand. Could this fatass even fit into a taxi?

"I d-dunno..." Dalia wheezed as she looked over at Hiiro's door. Forget fitting into a taxi, could she even fit through a door? Could she even stand? "I think I'll stay the night..." She nodded to herself, patting her tummy as the hem of her shirt began to tear, losing the fight against Dalia's fat-blob of a belly. Groaning, Dalia pulled up her shirt, revealing the struggling sports-bra beneath. This was her life, now; losing the fight against her fat-rolls, and letting Hiiro take advantage of her swollen, barely mobile, fattened figure. "Again..."

#d4dj #fic #wg

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helloalycia · 3 years ago

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baby steps [five] // wanda maximoff

summary: you begin to accept your role in Wanda and the twins’ life, but Vision isn’t making it easy on you.

warning/s: mentions of divorce, I guess?

author’s note: here is the last part! hope you guys liked it :)

For the week since Wanda had returned from hospital, I'd only been able to see her a little as I was working full time. She wasn't without help though, as Pietro and Vision gave her as much help as possible, and even Y/S/N nipped around every now and then. I'd come over between shifts when I could and she seemed to be doing okay, considering.

There was one time when I'd just finished a super long shift and wanted nothing more than to go home and just go to sleep, but I wanted to see Wanda and the twins more, so I got changed and headed straight over there that same evening. I could only stay a few hours unfortunately, but it was better than nothing.

"Hey, Wanda," I said into my speakerphone as I pulled up outside of her house. "I'm just parking up now."

"That's great, Y/N, but can you let yourself in? I'm just feeding the twins."

"Sure, I'll see you in a minute," I said, before hanging up.

Using the key I still had, I let myself in and found Wanda upstairs in the nursery. She was sat down feeding Tommy as Billy was laying in the bouncer squirming.

"Hey," I said, smiling at her and the twins before giving her a kiss on top of her head. "You managing okay?"

She returned the smile, but I could see her own exhaustion looking back at me. "I think so. Pietro left a few hours ago. The boys have been behaving thus far, but feeding them is still an adjustment period."

"You seem to be doing it right," I noticed.

"I guess, but Billy is hungry, too and won't stop squirming in his bouncer. I've not yet mastered the art of giving them a breast each, I'm afraid."

I chuckled and moved over to Billy before picking him up carefully. "Wanda, you're a first-time mum of twins. You can't master everything instantly. I'll keep an eye on Billy until it's his turn, okay?"

She nodded, slightly relieved, and focused on feeding Tommy as I gently rocked Billy in my arms. His squirming ceased which was good, but his little face was still searching for something that wasn't there and I could tell he was super hungry.

"Don't worry, little guy, your time will come," I said jokingly, before pressing a kiss to his head.

After another minute or so, Wanda seemed to finish up with Tommy and motioned for me to come closer.

"Switch," she said, and I leaned down to trade babies with her so she could feed Billy.

Doing the same thing with Tommy, I rocked him gently and appreciated his quietness, though I guess that was because he wasn't hungry anymore.

"I never asked," Wanda started, breaking the silence, "how was work? You've been doing two back to back shifts right?"

I nodded. "It was okay. Exhausting, but that's life."

She frowned. "You don't have to come here afterwards if you're tired, Y/N."

I rolled my eyes. "Wanda, do you really want me to answer that? Of course I'm coming here afterwards. It's the best part of my day. And I've gotta make sure you're okay or I'll probably have a heart attack, let's be honest."

She sighed, looking down, and I nudged her leg with mine to get her attention.

"I'm here," I reminded her softly. "Don't make this into a thing, alright?"

She nodded and said nothing, so I'd like to think it was settled.

I ended up staying a few more hours before I called it a night and headed back to mine. Again, it was strange just leaving when I'd basically lived here for five months straight, but I didn't want to push myself into her life now that she had the kids, and she hadn't asked me to stay, so I was content with this arrangement and liked to think she was, too.

After saying goodbye to them all, I headed home and immediately collapsed into bed, grateful to finally get a good night's rest and catch up on all the sleep I'd missed in the past two days. Of course, not everything goes to plan, does it?

It was around two in the morning when my phone started ringing, startling me from my sleep. Glancing at the caller ID to see who I'd be murdering this morning, I woke up a little more when I saw Wanda's name across the screen. Why would she be calling in the middle of the night unless it was an emergency?

I answered the call and mumbled something even I didn't understand, before waking up a little more and saying, "Wanda, is everything okay?"

That's when the ear-piercing cries of one of the twins was heard in the background, and I was starting to understand the reason for her call.

"Y/N, I don't know what to do," she said in a rushed, panicked voice. "Billy won't stop crying and I've just got Tommy to sleep and I've tried everything but I don't know what to do and I think he's upset but I don't know why and–"

"Wanda, calm down, it's okay!" I cut her off, pushing myself into a sitting position and attempting to rub the sleep from my eyes. "It's gonna be fine, just take a deep breath."

She did as I said before saying with a shaking voice, "Please come over, I don't know what to do."

It broke my heart to hear her sound so helpless. She must have been exhausted and I knew that was also a reason for her panicked state. I couldn't just leave her by herself.

"I'm on my way, just try to stay calm," I told her.

"Thank you," she said quickly. "I'll see you in a bit."

When I hung up, I massaged my forehead and tried to wake myself up a bit more, but, God, I was exhausted. Then Wanda's upset voice came to mind and made me get up to grab my shoes and keys. I successfully stayed awake long enough to drive over to hers in five minutes, but when I parked up, I may or may not have rested my eyes for a minute on the steering wheel.

Realising I was in the car and Wanda was waiting for me, I got out and let myself into her house, immediately hearing Billy crying from the front door. Trying not to fall over in the dark and too tired to turn on a light, I clambered up the stairs and to Wanda's room where I found her rocking Billy on her shoulder desperately.

"Y/N, you're here," she said with relief upon seeing me.

I disguised a yawn in my arm as I approached her and Billy in the dimly-lit room.

"He won't stop crying," she said with a hopeless voice. "I don't know what's wrong. He just woke up and I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, it'll be okay," I reassured her, hoping I was speaking coherently enough since I was still half asleep. Pressing a kiss to her head, I took Billy from her arms and held him over my shoulder. "Just sit down, Wanda, I've got it."

The crying from Billy definitely woke me up more than I thought, or at least, he was breaking an ear drum or something. But I understood that he was just as tired as Wanda and I were, recognising the many times I'd had to help Y/S/N deal with Sophia and Aaliyah when they were born.

"It's okay, Billy," I whispered, rocking him over my shoulder and closing my eyes. "You've got to get to sleep, buddy. Your mum is exhausted and I'm very close to passing out myself. C'mon."

His crying was ceasing, to my relief, and I kept doing what I was doing until he fell quiet. I didn't stop rocking him until I was certain he was asleep, and then I popped him in his crib beside his brother and took a seat on the armchair beside him to keep an eye on him.

"He should be okay now," I said between a yawn I was too tired to disguise. "I'll watch him to make sure he's okay."

"Thank you," Wanda said gratefully, and I glanced over to see her massaging her forehead. "I don't know what I would've done without you."

"You would've been fine," I assured her with a tired smile. "But you're welcome."

She didn't say anything else, so I focused my attention back to Billy and making sure he was okay. I must have been sat there a while because I ended up dozing off without realising, and only when I woke up the next morning with a blanket over me did I realise what had happened.

My back certainly wasn't thanking me when I stood up and stretched, but knowing that the boys and Wanda had even a little bit more sleep than they would have made me feel better. Speaking of, the boys weren't in their crib so I headed downstairs to find them in their bouncers in the living room as Wanda was cooking in the kitchen.

"You're awake," Wanda noticed, giving me a beautiful smile that I'd missed seeing when I woke up. "I'm making an omelette. Figured it was the least I could do after last night."

"You didn't have to," I said with amusement, approaching her and wrapping my arms around her from behind to give her a comforting hug. "How are you doing? You seemed pretty shaken up last night."

She sighed, leaning back into me for a moment before switching off the gas on the stove and turning to face me.

"I don't want to do this alone," she said straightforwardly, resting a hand on my cheek. "I'm sorry I woke you, and I'm sorry I worried you, but I can't do this, Y/N..."

"You're not alone," I reminded her, meeting her eyes directly. "I'm here to help... but Wanda, maybe you should have called their father for help with this?"

"I wanted you," she said sincerely.

I breathed out and gave her a small smile. "I know, and that's sweet of you, but he's their dad."

"And you're my girlfriend."

"Wanda..."

She tensed her jaw and looked down. "I wish you were still here. I miss you. I just– I don't get why you had to leave."

I raised my eyebrows with surprise. "You wanted– wait, what? Wanda, I left because I thought– we never talked about what would happen when the twins were born. And I never really moved in, so I didn't want to assume my place here."

"Assume it."

I tried not to laugh at her seriousness. "Wanda..."

"I want you to move in with me," she said quickly, looking between my eyes with hope. "Properly. If you want. I miss you. And clearly from last night, the twins want you, too. You're great with them. And I just– I'm being selfish but I want you to be here."

I studied her expression, only seeing the sincerity of her statement staring back. It was such a strange circumstance – we'd only been dating for nine months, but I couldn't live without her, literally. She was certainly one of a kind.

"I want to stay, too," I admitted, and she let out a quiet breath of relief. "But if I do, I'm not just staying for free... I wanna split the bills and everything."

"Pay whatever you want, just stay," she said, and her eyes were peering through mine, making me feel at peace.

I smiled, feeling butterflies in my stomach when she did the same. "Okay. I'll stay."

Her smile widened into a grin before she leaned forward and kissed me, sealing the deal.

—————

After officially moving in with Wanda, it became a lot easier to care for her and the twins without being worried about them when I wasn't there. Plus, now that I'd properly moved in, it felt like we were a family.

And I knew that technically Vision was their father and I wasn't really their family, but it felt different. It was hard to explain, but whatever this new dynamic was, I didn't mind it.

Because I was living with Wanda now, that meant that Pietro and Y/S/N didn't have to come around and help her out so much which I think they appreciated but would never say. Vision still came though, understandably, but we'd established a routine of sorts and it worked pretty well.

He spent time with them when he could, but knew his limits, and he even babysat a few times so Wanda and I could go out, though we were usually too tired to do anything anyway. He wasn't so much of a pain in my arse anymore since we steered clear of each other, but there were many times when I still found him uncomfortable.

It's like he knew that Wanda didn't like him as more than the father of her children, yet he still seemed to try it on with her. At least that's what it looked like to me whenever I'd see him flirting and she would completely dismiss it. He knew we were together and he knew I lived with her, but clearly that didn't sit right with him.

I thought I may have been overreacting though, seeing into things just because I didn't like him, but then I was proven correct to my dismay.

It was about four months since the birth of the twins when I started to think about Wanda and I's relationship, particularly where we were at and where we could go. It could have been the fact that I felt at home whenever I was with her or the twins, or the fact that I knew I loved her so much and couldn't imagine myself loving anyone else more, but I knew I wanted to marry her.

Our situation wasn't normal. We'd been together for three months before she realised she was pregnant, and I'd chosen to stay with her through the whole thing. We'd moved in way too soon compared to the average couple in a relationship, but it just made sense. And now she had the most beautiful twins that I loved with all my heart, and her, who I could never get used to the fact that she loved me... marriage just felt right. It didn't feel too soon, even though to some it may have seemed that way.

So, once I'd mulled it over internally and even spoke to Y/S/N and Pietro about it, we were all in agreement that I should take the leap and propose. Of course, that definitely didn't go to plan, as I barely had chance to plan anything before the thing I least expected took place.

It was like any other evening in our house when Vision was kissing the twins goodbye and lingering in the living room. Wanda was going to see him out, waiting as he said goodbye to his kids, but he was taking his mighty well time. I watched on from the kitchen, busying myself with a cup of tea.

"Thanks again for picking up the extra bibs," Wanda said to him when he finished kissing Billy.

"No need to thank me, Wanda," he insisted with his annoying British accent that grated my ears every time I heard it. Okay, maybe it was just him I didn't like.

"I'll see you out, c'mon," Wanda said, about to lead the way out, but she noticed Vision's hesitance to follow. Quirking a brow, she called, "Vision?"

He crossed his arms, wiping his mouth with thought, before shaking his head. "This isn't fair..."

Wanda furrowed her brows. "What? What isn't?"

He dropped his arms and motioned around him. "This. I shouldn't be leaving every time I've spent time with the kids."

"Vision..."

"Wanda, we're perfect together," he spoke suddenly, and I watched from the sidelines with curiosity. He knew I was here, but he still continued, "We work well, we had these amazing kids, we were married! Maybe we shouldn't have called it quits. It should be me living here, taking care of you, being with you."

Wanda was surprised to say the least. Eyebrows raised, mouth agape, she had no words. And I felt the same, but all I could think to do was wait and see what would happen.

"Vision, I think that you need to leave," she finally spoke, still not over his declaration.

"Wanda, I'm still in love with you," he said, ignoring her words, before leaning down on one knee and looking up to her with love struck eyes. "I think our divorce was a mistake. And I want to be better this time. I want to do right by you and by the boys."

"Vision–"

"Will you marry me, Wanda Maximoff?" he cut her off, and I was certainly very shocked by his random proposal. What the fuck?

Wanda stared down at him with disbelief, probably feeling as confused and astonished as I did. I knew she wouldn't say yes – she didn't love him, not anymore – but I was curious to how she would react since she'd been nothing but civil with him thus far.

"Vision, what the hell is wrong with you?!" she suddenly shouted, and he lost his smile as I watched with further bewilderment. "Why on Earth would you think I would say yes to you right now?!"

Vision opened his mouth to speak, but words failed to come out. "I– er– I–"

"How dare you think this is appropriate!" Wanda continued to shout down at him with a deadly glare. "Not only are you disrespecting my girlfriend, who by the way is stood right over there–" She pointed to me and I so badly wanted to shrink away into nothingness when he looked my way, "– but you're also disrespecting me in my own home! You know we broke up for a reason and you know I don't want to be with you!"

Vision awkwardly stood up as Wanda put her hands on her hips, beginning to ramble to herself in Russian. I understood absolutely none of it, especially because of how fast she was going, but it didn't sound pretty.

"Just get the hell out!" she finally decided, pointing to the door. "I can't believe you right now, ugh!"

Shamefully, Vision avoided both mine and Wanda's eyes as he did as she said and left through the front door. I forgot all about my tea as Wanda ran a hand through her hair and pulled a face, still in disbelief from Vision's proposal.

"What the actual fuck?!" she exclaimed, eyebrows furrowed.

I chewed on my lip awkwardly, unsure what to do or say in the silence that had formed. She sighed with irritation before coming to the kitchen and taking a seat on the island before me.

Shaking her head, she looked to me with surprise. "Can you believe him? Why the hell did he think he had a right to ask me to marry him?"

I shook my head, too, albeit a little startled. "I don't know. Er..." Looking around uncomfortably, my eyes settled on my tea and all I could think to do was push it towards her. "You want some tea?"

She pressed her lips together firmly, glancing at the cup of tea before looking back up to me with a softened expression. As if realising what actually just happened, she frowned apologetically.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry you had to see that," she said softly. "I know how much he frustrates you, but I seriously never thought he'd get the impression I'd want to marry him."

"It's not your fault," I said, offering a small, awkward smile. "You couldn't have known that would happen."

She sighed, putting her face in her hands with annoyance. "He's such an idiot."

Agreed.

"Why the hell would he think now is a good time to propose anyway? Not only am I with you, but I've also just given birth! When the hell would I find time to be a wife?"

Wait... what?

"Stupid man, stupid timing, stupid situation," she finished ranting to herself, before looking up to me again. "I'm sorry."

Too caught up on her previous comment, I barely paid attention as she got up from her stool to give me a hug. She didn't want to get married? Did that mean I was an idiot to even consider proposing right now?

Well, shit.

—————

"She doesn't want to get married, why the hell didn't I pick up on that?"

"Y/N, you don't know that for sure–"

"She said it!" I said with sadness, looking to my sister. "She said she won't have time for that, not when she's just become a mother! What the hell was I thinking, Y/S/N?!"

Y/S/N watched me with a pitiful gaze and I sighed, sitting back in my seat. A day after Vision's terrible proposal, I headed to my sister's to have a rant. I could barely sleep last night, thinking about how stupid I was to think Wanda would want to get married right now. It hurt knowing I'd thought otherwise, especially after finally nailing down the details with Y/S/N and Pietro.

"Listen, Y/N," my sister spoke gently, taking a seat beside me and resting a hand on mine, "I know that last night wasn't what you wanted. Vision proposing was stupid and Wanda was angry, but I don't think her words applied to you... she was probably trying to make it seem like she wasn't bothered. I mean, her ex-husband and father to her children just tried to marry her again, she would have been worried about you seeing it!"

I shook my head, pulling my hand away. "I don't think so... it makes sense why she wouldn't want this right now. I think I– I jumped the gun on this one, Y/S/N. Being with her, moving in... it got to my head."

"Don't say that..."

I gave her a knowing look, any hope I had dispersing at that moment.

"Would Pietro and I have encouraged you if we thought you'd jumped the gun?" she asked with a quirked brow. "Would we have helped you pick a ring, been there with you to plan it all?"

"I don't know anymore," I admitted, before looking down and swallowing the lump in my throat. The ring felt heavy in my pocket, so I pulled it out and eyed it curiously. "I don't know what to do, but I know that whatever proposal I was thinking doesn't feel right anymore."

"Y/N, c'mon..."

"Take it," I said dryly, placing the ring on the table and sliding it over to Y/S/N. "Maybe when the time is right, I'll take it back. But right now... I can't stand to look at it."

She frowned, leaning forward. "Are you sure? Maybe you should think on it."

"I've thought about it enough. Just take it."

She was reluctant, but took it to my great relief. Out of sight, out of mind, right?

—————

Because of the whole not-proposing-to-Wanda thing anymore, it was safe to say I was sulking for a while. I couldn't help it – not only did I feel like an idiot for thinking I could propose to someone so soon, but I was also disappointed that I couldn't propose. After having my mind set on it, I felt pointless.

So, as one does when feeling stupid, I sulked. I tried so hard not to make it obvious that anything was wrong around Wanda, but my feelings were sometimes hard to hide and Wanda was definitely growing suspicious.

"Okay, I'm gonna grab a few things from the grocery store then meet Piet for coffee," Wanda said one afternoon, coming down the stairs and finding me on the couch with Billy in my arms. "You okay by yourself?"

I hummed, resting my head gently on Billy's and relaxing at the warmth he was emanating. Gotta love a good baby.

She paused and I could feel her staring at me before she approached me from behind and rested her hand on my head, moving my hair from my face lovingly. Leaning forward, she pressed a kiss to my cheek and spoke quietly.

"You sure?" she asked, hazel eyes watching me with mild concern.

I nodded, forcing a small smile and glancing her way. "I'm sure. I've got comfort baby with me."

She cracked a small smile, kissing me once more before waving goodbye to Billy in my arms and Tommy in the cot beside the couch.

I stayed in the same position until she returned without realising, except I was now holding Tommy instead of Billy. Watching TV and holding the kids was soothing in a way I couldn't describe. Babies always brought me peace with their little, squirmy bodies and cute smiles and big bright baby eyes. Yeah, I was brooding, but also these twins specifically always made me feel better when I was down.

"Y/N?" Wanda called when she came through the front door.

"Here," I answered halfheartedly, not looking away from the TV screen.

I heard her walking towards me and glanced at her as she took her jacket off, before looking to the TV again.

"So, I had an interesting time with Piet today," she said, and I nodded, half paying attention. "He shared some interesting things."

"That's nice, love," I said, smiling a little before sighing quietly to myself, still sulking.

She didn't say anything, so I thought she was done, but then she bent down and set something on the coffee table, earning my attention.

"He showed me this. Interesting, right?"

My eyes widened when I saw the engagement ring I'd gotten her and I almost choked on my own spit. How the hell had she gotten that and what exactly had Pietro told her?

"What– where did you get that?" I asked, suddenly straightening up in my seat.

She quirked a brow. "Oh, so you're paying attention now?"

I swallowed hard, readjusting Tommy in my arms. "Wanda, I–"

"You were going to– to propose," she said knowingly, tilting her head to study me. She still looked surprised herself, as if she'd just been told seconds ago. "But you didn't."

I didn't know what to say as she stared me in the eyes, piercing through me with a look I couldn't quite make out. Intimidating, confused and surprised all at once.

"Wanda..."

She squeezed her hands together, shaking her head at me. "I knew you'd been acting different lately. I thought it was because of Vision... so I asked Piet and Y/S/N. I should've... God, I should've known it was something I said."

I stood up, reaching out for her with my free hand, but she stepped back.

"I don't know what they told you, Wanda," I started, nerves twisting in my stomach, "but you can ignore it. I'm sorry if I've been acting weird, that's on me. But don't blame yourself."

"You were going to propose," she repeated, the words carrying much more weight than I was treating it.

I pursed my lips, seeing the guilt in her expression and immediately feeling bad. "Wait," I said, setting down Tommy beside his brother, before grabbing the ring from the coffee table and looking to Wanda. "This isn't a big deal, okay?" I waved the ring at her to prove a point. "It's stupid. It's nothing. I was caught up in the moment and now I've seen sense. It's too soon, I know that. But you don't need to worry about it."

Her eyes looked to the ring, expression softening when she saw it between my fingers, before looking to me again. "It's not stupid."

I breathed out through my nose, looking down at my shoes. "Look, you don't need to make me feel better, Wanda. Please, let's just–"

"It's not stupid," she repeated, grabbing my hand and earning my attention. "And it's not nothing. It's a big deal."

"But it's the wrong time," I told her, reminding her of what she said when Vision proposed not long ago. "We're in a good place. I'm not rushing it."

Her gaze flickered between my eyes. "So, you're not gonna ask?"

I tried not to laugh as I set the ring back down on the coffee table. "Maybe in a few years. But look, I'm sorry you had to find out like this."

She frowned slightly, studying my expression, before picking up the ring and taking me by surprise. I didn't know what to say when she suddenly got down on one knee, looking up at me and holding out the ring.

"Wanda–"

"Marry me," she said with certainty, green eyes staring up at me with hope.

Embarrassed, I pushed her hand down with my own and said, "Wanda, please don't, you don't need to–"

"I'm not doing anything except asking you to marry me," she assured me confidently, pushing my hands away from hers as she continued to hold out the ring. "You don't want to ask me. Not for a few years, right? Well, I don't want to wait that long. So, marry me, Y/N."

Realising she was serious and not trying to make me feel better about my bad idea, I froze. She actually wanted to get married to me. It wasn't the wrong time, nor too soon. She wanted it just as much as I did.

"Are you sure?" I asked quietly, a small part of me still afraid that she might realise what she was doing and change her mind.

But she didn't, as she gave me the most reassuring smile she could, putting any concerns of mine at ease instantly. Glassy, bright eyes stared up at me, anticipating an answer.

"I've never been more certain of anything else," she said, grabbing my hand. "Will you marry me?"

My heart was beating in my ears and I felt tears welling in my eyes – happy ones, of course. She was everything I wanted and more, and this didn't feel real. But it was, and I couldn't keep her waiting.

"You definitely stole my thunder," I joked, trying to distract from the fact that I was now crying, "but yes, Wanda, I'll marry you."

Her smile widened into a grin and I pulled her up to a standing position before kissing her hard, certain I was on top of the moon.

When we pulled away, she rested her hands on my chest, the ring still between her fingers, and I took it from her grasp before putting it on her finger like I'd wanted to since buying it. She let me do so, smiling to herself as she admired it on her ring finger.

"You're such an idiot for thinking I wouldn't want to marry you," she whispered knowingly, glancing up at me with teary eyes.

"Sorry if I had to make sure that you really wanted to before putting myself out there," I said sarcastically, but she knew there was truth to my words.

"I love you," she said, wrapping her arms around my neck loosely and tugging me closer. "And I can't wait to be your wife. To be a family."

I rested my forehead against hers, closing my eyes contently. "Me either, Wanda. And I love you, too. More than you'll ever know."

She pressed a kiss to my lips before smiling softly, making me smile. I got about ten seconds to appreciate the moment before the familiar cries of Billy and Tommy interrupted us, making us pull apart reluctantly.

"Nice to know they approve," I said jokingly, before going to their cot to check on them.

Wanda followed me, picking up Tommy as I did with Billy, but she had a beautiful grin on her lips.

"Oh, they definitely approve. They just missed having your attention."

I chuckled as I rocked Billy, already hearing his cries cease. As I watched Wanda do the same, cooing loving comments in his ear, my heart felt full.

I'd never been more sure that this is what I wanted for the rest of my life.

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