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[salmonlyster]

someone make up a good ship name for these two while i go crazy

[b4kuch1n]

dip pen ink comm second round for in order R. Burry, @sega-bass-kissing, and Solaris

[midnightcarp]

the way my brain works is like, if I have some Thing between right now and some other Thing. Then the second Thing is not close at all. It's too far away to think about. Let's focus on the Thing that's closer and thus more important. And this really fucks with me since work is a Thing that I do often. So yeah, it's really just now hitting me that I have two more rests until I'm flying to Japan lol.

[love44lew]

just like him . max verstappen

彡driver max verstappen

彡genre drunk!max verstappen x gn!reader, angst to fluff

彡summary max comes home drunk after a long night of partying and celebrating another wdc

၊၊||၊ this story has been haunting me for weeks now and im always busy with school or just dont have motivation to write but im glad to finally get the last of it on this sunday evening. enjoy and ty for reading!! ၊၊||၊

彡warnings alcohol, mentions of child abuse

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max stumbles into the door after too damn long trying to get that stupid lock. why was the damn door locked anyway? he roughly plops down on the floor, kicking his shoes off and tossing them to the side without any second thought about them. he’s woozy and his head feels like its full of water and he can barely stand up straight—it was a long night of drinking and celebrating securing the drivers championship.

you would’ve went, but you weren’t feeling too well and even though max had insisted to stay home with you, you refused to let him miss out on celebrating such an achievement; hesitantly he went.

after a long 3 hours of drinking, dancing, partying him and his father had a long talk. a deep one, about his childhood. once again he’d taken credit for max’s achievements, once again telling max he should be grateful for the years of ‘tough parenting’. still the same stupid ass excuse he had to brag about how beating your kids made them world champions, what a way to ruin a night.

max stumbled into the kitchen, the house being left dimly lit since you’d expected him to come home late.

his head—the pounding became unbearable. ever since that talk with him the effects of the alcohol we’re hitting him harder then they should’ve for the amount he drank. he wasn’t drugged, was he? maybe his fathers words is what drugged him—but instead of sending him into a high, they sent him into a deep dysphoria.

he bent over, resting his temple on the cold marble of the island—the sensation easing his dizziness.

water, he needs water. but he couldn’t move from the position he was now.

“max..?” you called from up the stairs.

he just groaned in response

you smiled to yourself as you scurried down the stairs, knowing how he gets when he’s drunk. you were feeling much better than you were before, after throwing up and taking a nap, of course. “maxie,” the nickname rolled sweetly off your tongue, your tone much more comforting and soft. you turned the corner, spotting his tall figure hunched over the countertop his leg bouncing uncontrollably.

“hey, lets get you upstairs, hm?” you rubbed circles on his back as you picked up his arm and swung it over your shoulders. he’s heavy to say the least, so it wasn’t easy getting him up.

“y/n” max mumbled, stopping you at the base of the steps and using your shoulders to help him sit on them.

“yes max”

in your head, you celebrated being able to rest your shoulders for a couple minutes before helping him upstairs

“can you just be honest with me for one second here” his voice was hoarse and low, he could barely make eye contact with you. you can already understand this was a bad trip.

“always, love” your brows furrowed, his tone rising concern within you. there was a pause before he cleared his throat and his ocean blue orbs, that now appeared an almost dark grey in this lighting.

“do you think i’ll turn out like him” he almost whispered, just enough so you can hear him semi-clearly. the words stabbed you in the chest, where could he be getting these thoughts from. and whose ‘him’?

“him..?” you repeated, tilting your head to the side “max what are you talking about?”

“my dad” his eyes finally locked with yours “do you think im gonna turn out like him? what if the day comes where i would try to hurt you, if its by words or trying to put my hands on you? i never want to do that, i dont want that—thats not love. what we have, i feel this is love, but what if it wont be anymore, because of me?..” his eyes became sad, desperate and ashamed with himself, disappointed in himself for something he’s never done but the thought that he could possibly even try to hurt you makes him want to just curl up in a ball and cry.

“max-“ you reached a comforting hand out to him, just for him to reject it.

“no— i dont want to hurt you. you should go and find another guy who wouldn’t ever do that to you. im just like my fuckin dad, i even see his face in the mirror just to remind me of the doom im destined to” he hunches over, buring his face in his hands.

at this point you didnt even know what to say. you obviously are aware of the complex relationship max has with his father but he never never voiced these thoughts to you before, especially when hes drunk. hes all silly and quiet and sleepy usually, something must’ve happened to make him like this. everyone has their fears of inheriting their parents bad characteristics, max has told you about stuff he tries to do differently than him, but you never imagined it being this bad.

max is such a kind soul, he couldn’t even kill a spider. he has no reason to rage if he’s already taking all his frustrations out on track. outside the car he’s a calm dude, you’ve never heard him yell or be nasty to his engineers when he wasn’t on track. of course he has his occasional attitude towards the authority but never further than that. every time he acted out, hes worked hard to fix whatever caused him to do so.

the best thing you could do is just wait for him to finish talking so you could voice your thoughts, which you did so. you sat next to him, resting your head on his shoulder until he calmed town and flushed out all the words he had pent up in his brain. the two of you sat as his sobs filled the silence between you. saying something right away didnt feel like the right move anyway.

“you dont have to be him. youre not gonna be him because youre already better than him. max, youre still in your 20s and look all that you’ve accomplished—stuff he couldn’t dream to do in his entire life. you dont have a reason to end up like him because youre not a fuckin failure.” it might have been a little too much to talk so harshly about his dad, because its his dad. but whatever he did or said to him before he arrived home has caused the love of your life hysterical and paranoid for the future, so right now, he didn’t deserve the babying he receives from everyone around him and max. his sobs had calmed down at this point, the pause was enough for you to continue.

“and about me— i dont want anyone else. of course we’ll have our disagreements, we’ll piss each other off eventually. we’ll exchange words we dont mean and then we’ll immediately regret it after, thats just how things are. but id rather do that with you than another person because i’ll only ever want you. we’re in this together baby—and as long as i have you, theres always something to fight for because you’re worth fighting for. i made that decision the day i fell in love with you, and i never looked back since.” your heart, chest, and throat burned with every word that left your mouth. like confessing your love wasn’t hard enough the first time, here you are pouring it all out again. you keep your heart so sacred, all the world can fight for it and you’d still be stuck on that person you gave it all to. that person being max.

“i can only tell you how i feel, i cant convince you to think otherwise. but remember, i gave YOU my everything because thats the only thing i have to offer. i chose you because i see something in you that nobody else saw before, or sometimes dont even see now—“ not even your own father

“and now its my job to help you see those things within yourself.” your soft hands cupped his face so the two of you could fix on one another once again.

“just think about that”

his saddened eyes widened, like you had planted something in his mind. he melted into your touch, his eyes closing and his cheeks growing a deeper rose than before.

“i love you so much, i dont deserve you” he kissed your hands while mumbling his love for you.

“i love you too, but i disagree” you leaned in closer and kissed the bridge of his nose. he just sighed softly, he didnt feel like staring another debate on who loves who more. maybe in the morning.

max wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer and resting his head on your chest. you wrapped your arms around him, planting a soft kiss on the top of his head. the two of you sat in silence, enveloping in one anothers warmth. his home was right here, with you.

“im thirsty” max mumbles, breaking the silence between you two. you chuckled silently. “okay baby” you helped him stand up and up the stairs, leading him to your room. max threw himself onto the bed. you turned around to fetch some water but a tired hand tugged your wrist.

“dont go” he nuzzled into your palm, his lips brushing over your fingers. “im not going anywhere honey, im just getting water for you” max whined in protest, his face was flushed into your hand like it was his only source of warmth— tingles fluttered your heart at the sight.

“you need water, do you want to be hungover tomorrow?” you leaned on your hip and narrowed your eyes curiously.

“no i need you, now come here im cold” he pouts, tugging your hand harder causing you to fall onto the bed with a cushioned thud. before you could even react, a needy, pouty max had already latched his body onto yours tightly, nuzzling into your shoulder and allowing the scent of his lover consume his senses.

you sighed softly, the messiness of his hair and the way his arms hug your body made you not want to move. your body relaxed in his arms as max’s soft snores muffled into the cloth of your (his) sweater. you raked your fingers through his soft blonde locks until you too eventually fell into your own sleep. the two of you tangled in each other, sleeping peacefully knowing that you both will always have a shoulder to lean on.

[smallestapplin]

hi so i just saw your castlevania stuff and i LOVE what you do!!! im FEASTING over here!!! can i get Vlad fluff please i love my husband so much, can be anything; fluff, first meeting, wedding; im gonna love it either way :3

*cracks knuckles* I got you homie

Reader is gender neutral ^^

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Despite the castle being surrounded in an eternal night you can still feel the morning in your bones as you awake, the moon light still being all that peers from the windows. Your room is warm with the sound of the fireplace softly crackling from the foot of your bed, illuminating the dark room with a gentle light.

And yet you still feel groggy, your bed far too cozy for you to get up just yet. You roll over, hoping to snuggle up to your husband, only to be met with nothing just more bed.

A displeased groan leaves your throat as you open your eyes, squinting at the empty spot that now offends you. You know Vlad doesn't need sleep or at least as much sleep as you do, it would be wrong to demand him to stay put while you slept for so many hours.

But normally he's memorized the times you wake up and is there before you do, happy to greet you from your slumber, or at least lay with you as he reads a book.

You grumble more, taking the pillow from his side of the bed to hold close to your chest and roll back to your side, curling up with your back facing the door. His scent on the pillow is faint, but it's enough to soothe you back to sleep.

You're not sure how long you napped for, but you know you're awoken by the sound of the heavy oak door creaking open and oh so quietly being shut, but you don't move, still processing the truama that is waking up.

You don't hear foot steps, but that's normal when your beloved is King of the night.

"Dear, I know you're awake. Won't you indulge me with your grace?"

You still don't move to face him, pouting as you hug his pillow tighter. Dracula laughs softly, shaking his head at your antics.

"My love, is this about me not being here when you awoke?"

"No, the room is a little chill- of course it is. My own husband, abandoned me leaving me in my lonesome! Such a large empty bed, with my beloved gone-"

You roll onto your back throwing an arm over your eyes dramatically. Your arm his grabbed and pulled away from your face, letting you lock eyes with Dracula's amber ones.

You smile at him, unable to even pretend to be mad at him.

"I'm sorry, dearest, Death required me for far longer than I had anticipated. In truth I missed seeing your peaceful face." Dracula moves his free hand to your face, carefully cupping your cheek and rubbing his thumb across it.

His long nail delicately dragging across your skin with every move, it honestly tickles you can't hold back a soft giggle.

You pull your arm free from his hold, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close.

"I suppose I can forgive you, but on one condition."

To think you're making a deal with the king of vampires, Lord Dracula himself, tempting him. His lays his forward against yours, seemingly unbothered by your teasing.

"Oh, and what would that be?"

"I get...hmmm....three kisses and one hour of cuddles, cause I know you're a busy man but it's the least you can do after leaving by my lonesome."

His chuckle bleeds into a deep purr rumbling within his chest.

"Of course, anything for my betrothed."

How can he be mad when you look so smug and proud of yourself like this? He tilts your chin up giving him easier access to your lips. You tighten your arms around him, pulling him as close as you can, before your lips mesh in a slow but firm kiss. His facial hair tickling your skin.

When he pulls away your eyes flutter open.

"That was one."

"Oh, are you counting now? Do you only want three, or should I spoil you a little more?"

You perk up at his words, always eager for more of your husband's love.

"Well since you mentioned it, I'm always happy to get more kisses from you."

Dracula chuckles before moving his hands to your hips and flipping you both over, swapping places as he lays back against the large and lavish bed, with you laid perfectly on his chest.

"Who am I to deny my love?"

How he wishes he could stay cozied up with you like this forever.

Your giggles filling the room along side the crackling fire, you continuously kissing him, if not his lips then his cheek and neck, just wanting more and more affection and to spoil him as he spoils you.

[lovelybucky1]

Babysitter

Kinktober Day 19- Breeding Kink

au created in part by @fuckmyskywalker 🫶

warnings: trailer trash!anakin, dub con, mentions of housewife kink, mentions of breeding kind, dry humping, no smut, this is bad tbh im sorry, 18+ minors dni

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You never minded doing your neighbor Anakin favors. He is a single dad with three adult children and a grandchild, despite his young age. You don't know many people who become grandparents in their 40s, but Anakin's son had gotten a girl pregnant and she left him to take care of the baby.

Anakin's son isn't the best parent. He's still a kid himself but he's been working long hours to make enough money to support his child. During the day when he's at work, you come over to take care of the baby.

They don't pay you much but the baby, Eddie, is the sweetest little boy in the entire world. You work nights at the diner, so spending time at Anakin's trailer during the day is no issue at all, especially when you're so close to your own home.

Anakin's hours at the mechanic's shop change all the time. Sometimes he goes in before sunrise and gets home at 3 pm, and other times he hasn't woken up for the day by the time you get there to watch Eddie.

Today is one of the days he got home early. You were folding laundry on the couch when he walked in, sweaty and grimy from the day. He froze in the doorway when he saw you.

"Hi, Mr. Skywalker," you greet with a smile.

"You don't have to call me that," he chuckles as he kicks off his boots by the door. "How's the baby been?"

"Oh, just perfect," you smile. "He's down for a nap right now."

Anakin nods as he walks over to the kitchen sink to wash his hands. He watches you continue to fold the laundry and he thinks to himself that you would make a good housewife. You're responsible, pretty, and young enough to handle young kids.

Anakin drys his hands on the towel on the counter, then walks over to where you sit on the couch. You look up at him but you find it hard to maintain eye contact when he's looking at you so intensely. You've always been a bit intimidated by Anakin, but you know it's all in your head. He's a nice guy and you're just a girl with a stupid crush.

"Need any help?" he asks.

"No, it's okay," you smile.

"Are you sure?" he insists.

You look down at the full laundry basket of folded clothes. "Well, you could bring that to the bedroom for me if you want," you say.

With a charming smile, Anakin bends down to pick up the basket and starts off down the hall before turning around, waiting for you to follow him.

Anakin places the basket on the bed and stands back as you begin to place the clothes in his drawers. When you bend down to put some paired socks in the bottom drawer, Anakin looks shamelessly at your ass.

Putting on the charm and playing the nice guy has never been hard for Anakin. What's difficult is keeping his true nature hidden when no one is watching.

He sees how you look at him. You wouldn't babysit Eddie everyday for basically free if something wasn't in it for you. Anakin comes home early from work some days just so he can see your face light up when he walks through the door. You're so cute and innocent; such a sweet girl who has no idea what she's getting herself into.

Licking his lips, Anakin decides he doesn't want to hold off any longer. He steps towards you to place his hands on your hips and he pulls you back against him.

"Anakin!" you gasp, making him chuckle.

"Shh, you'll wake the baby," he says into her ear. "It's alright."

"W-what are you doing?"

The tip of his nose brushes against your ear and you shiver in his arms. "I'm doin' exactly what you want me to do, dollface."

"What-"

"You do all the house work, take care of my baby, greet me when I come home from work. You're pretty much my little housewife already. Why don't we make it official, huh?"

"I don't know what you mean," you say breathlessly.

Anakin's laugh rumbles through his chest. "I'm gonna make you mine, sweetheart. Might even give you a baby of your own."

Anakin's erection pokes your ass and you can't resist from pressing back against it. You have no idea where this is all coming from, but you have been dreaming of this. Anakin coming in and bending you over to claim you for his own, though you never thought it would actually happen.

"You wanna be pregnant with my kid, baby? You'd make such a good mommy. Don't you wanna make me a daddy again?"

Your stomach burns with desire but you know it's wrong. You had no idea he even had interest in you but now he's talking about getting you pregnant? You're brought out of your thoughts by the sound of Eddie crying in the next room. Saved by the bell.

You try to break away from Anakin's hold but he grips your hips tightly.

"But Eddie-"

"Let him cry. This is more important."

[shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

November 24 challenge! -Naps

TV night!

(Deacon and Prunella decided to go make cookies for the movie night while Chase and Buddy have the ultimate pillow fight)

“TIME OUT!!! TIME OUT” Chase screamed as he held his Alister body pillow to shield him from Buddy who was hitting Chase with his pillow aggressively.

“HAHA I SAID TIME OUT!!!”

Buddy kept smacking his pillow against Chase’s pillow

“YOUR GONNA TRICK ME AGAIN!!!

“NO NO IM BEING FOR REAL THIS TIME!!!”

“THATS EXACTLY WHAT YOU SAID LAST TIME”

“AH WOULD YOU STOP HITTING ME I ACTUALLY NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM”

“Really? REALLY? THATS WHAT YOU SAID THE OTHER TIME”

Buddy smacked Chase to the point Chase lost grip of his Alister pillow

“AH!! I MEAN IT THIS TIME” Chase surrendered. Buddy put down his pillow.

“Oof” Chase said falling off the bed “See buddy! I’m being for real. Watch me I’m not grabbing the pillow see??”

Chase slowly walked out of the room while Buddy kept his eyes on him. And he actually went to the bathroom.

Now Buddy was bored. With having Chases whole room to himself he decided to look around the place. When he was walking around the room awkwardly he found himself in front of Chases wardrobe.

“Lucky me~” He started to look through the wardrobe finding clothes he could potentially steal in the future. Why? He’s evil, duhh. Most of them looked a bit small but when he found one that might fit him he immediately grabbed it and put it on his pile of “steal-able clothes”. One piece of clothing caught his attention- well, being a bright red and all. But not just red a Alistar Starbridge red.

Of course he puts it on. It brings him fond memories.

Suddenly he heard Chase start to come back inside the room. “Wha- BUDDY!!!” Even though the piles were neat there were 3 stacks and clothes escaping the stack making it look messy. “HEY! Thats my Alister starbridge hoodie! Budddddyyyyyy” Chase groaned as he walked over to Buddy.

“Take it off!!!” Chase jumped on Buddy as the both rolled to the floor

“No! It’s mine!” Buddy argued.

“Huh!? WHAT? No that’s clearly mines”

“It’s your “boyfriend sized” hoodie, remember? So it’s mines”

“Oh shoot I did say that… WHATEVER GIVE IT BACK!”

Chase tossed over Buddy grabbing his shoulder. Buddy started laughing.

Chase looked mesmerized hearing Buddy laugh and started to laugh too.

“What? Stop staring at me like that you look so creepy” Buddy smiled

“Well at least I’m not a jerk!”

Chase started to slip off the hoodie until a hand stopped him from doing so.

“Can I please just keep it on?”

“What? No you already stole it once, you know this is like- my most treasured hoodie of all time right?”

“Your just embarrassed because I look sexy in it”

“YOU JERK! FINE KEE-“

“The cookies are done” Prunella said standing there with a cookie in her hand.

“AHHHH JEZZ PRUNELLA!!!” Chase jumped

“I swear that kid is a ninja sometimes…” Buddy said with a shocked expression on his face.

***

Deacon set down the cookies on the table and heard them coming down.

“We tried to make a cookie of all of us but Buddy’s head sort of broke off.” Explained Prunella walking down the stairs.

“…Why…Did you make cookies of us?” Buddy said confused.

“Oh also we didn’t have black frosting so we made your hair green. Also mines. But I think mines look cool.”

“Ok???”

“Come on!!! I got everything ready” Deacon was right everything looked set up neatly. You could clearly tell by his grinning face.

Everyone took a seat.

Now the main question… WHAT MOVIE TO WATCH? Deacon, Chase and Prunella all had the movie they wanted to watch but they can’t watch all of them. It all came down to Buddy to decide.

“I RREEEAAALLLYYYY want to watch the gothic romance PLEASEE!!!” Chase begged

“No! That’s boring! Mines is about a kid who survives in the wild. AND TURNS INTO A UNICORN! A UNICORN!” Prunella tried to convince

“It doesn’t matter who you pick… but could you please pick The ship of sorrows live action?” Deacon asked

Buddy was starting to like this attention he was getting. “Hmmmm…” Then on the corner of his eye he saw a movie that was on the Home Screen of the TV.

“Actually can we watch ____…?”

Everyone immediately agreed on it cause it was such a good movie.

“YES THAT ONE PERFECT!!!” Chase exclaimed

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It was around 9:00 and it was almost the end of the movie. Prunella rested her head on Chase’s lap and put her legs on Deacon’s lap. On the other side of Chase was Buddy taking a small Nap. He laid his head on Chase’s shoulder while his hair wrapped around Chase’s neck.

I’m probably gonna add more to this later. This also takes place after my UNO fanfic. Imma write more for in between, after and before this and the Uno event. So it won’t be in order :3. ALSO HOW DO PPL POST STUFF ON AO3???

ALSO SORRY IDK WHAT MOVIE BUDDY WOULD LIKE

[lottiesboy]

big sis callie sadecki headcanons…

inspired by @butchreg … i love my big sis :(( im gonna do some moodboards the adult yjs tomorrow tho :} stay tuned this might flop idc

callie is the best sister you could ever ask for. even though she’s a moody teen, she would never even think about putting that out on you.

she’ll give you rides to and from school, and she would give someone a piece of their mind if they ever messed with you.

doing faces masks and skincare routines while having sleepovers in her room :3 she lets you watch whatever you want on her laptop, and she’ll sleep with the beside lamp on if you’re scared of the dark.

she scolds you sometimes, but only because she loves you. you fall asleep with your thumb in your mouth on the couch one night after watching a movie and she shakes you awake.

“take your thumb out of your mouth, it’s yucky, remember?” then she gets up to grab your paci and eventually carries you over her shoulder to bed.

speaking of beds, you obviously sleep in your own bed, right? yes, but, you always come to callie’s room when you can’t sleep or had a nightmare. she’s a night owl so she’s always up.

she doesn’t know how to react when you have fussy little fit/tantrum. she’ll let you get all your anger and frustration out before asking if you want a big big big hug. then, she lets you nap in her bed.

letting you listen to her favorite music with her. she lets you use her headphones and puts her lana del rey playlist on shuffle for you.

when you’re smaller, she’ll help you with basic things like, dipping your chicken nuggets in the sauce, or putting the toothpaste on your toothbrush.

she’ll read to you while you lay your head on her shoulder and cuddle your stuffie. and she’ll never get annoyed when you interrupt her to point out the silly talking cow.

when you find out callie got suspended, you wondered why, but she thought it would be best to not tell little you.

you come in her room to see her smoking out the window. “sissy?”

“hey! what’s up, you?” she puts out her blunt, hiding it back under her makeup box. “you got in trouble at school?”

“yeah, but i’ll tell you about it later. but now, we can hang out lots more, kay?”

[bunnibaby-love]

I’m requesting so much right now and I’m so sorry but I always just can’t get Zhongli out of my mind.

Imagine how SWEET he would be for aftercare. Reader would all be covered in bite marks and small bruises and Zhongli would keep apologizing for being so rough with you.

🍵After care with Zhongli 🍵

♡ gender neutral + comfort + bit suggestive + belated happy birthday to zl <3

The smell of tea wakes your little nap and Zhongli soft smile greats you. The pain from earlier intimate or rather more harsh sex took a hit on your body now.

"Sorry love was i too hard?" Zhongli offers you a warm tea you drink slowly "I love you baobei.." he kiss your neck that is full of bruises 'Forgive me my dear"

You sigh while appreciating the taste of tea and Zhongli gentle kisses "Im fine...just a bit sore" you rub his hair that is now very messy unlike his usual clean and tidy hair in tie

"You're too tempting and beautiful..." his kisses went more down throught your hickies and bruises "Wearing that lovely gold and red lingerie for my birthday..." he rubbed your tummy and press kisses over it "Im sorry i made too much bruise on your skin..."

The feral Zhongli from last night that seems like a dragon is now gone and now he just looks like a pouty kitten. You chuckled and kiss his forehead "Im fine dear a few rest and im gonna be alright"

Zhongli took a deep sigh and sat you on his lap. You enjoy your warm tea while he held your from back, leaving wet kisses on your back that bites multiples times when he was taking you from the back and massaging your hips and thighs he gripped with his claw hands

"Damn Archons..." he softly curse but you just giggle.

"I told you dear, im really fine this bruises will heal but i did really enjoy last night..."you kiss your beloved archons lips "your feral form is way too hot...makes me wanna do it on your drsgon form..." you bite your lips teasing him

"Silly" He is holding back but you can tell he really wanna do it "Don't think about it just...take a care love" a kiss on your forehead and he tuck you in to bed again "Behave" he order and you just giggle 'Sorry again...i'll be gentle next time...or maybe i'll get harder?" he grins

[romanarose]

Sicky Wicky

Frankie Morales x fem!reader

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Written for @strang3lov3. IDK if you're still sick but i wanted to just whip a lil thing up real fast for you. I hope you like Frankie, I saw you have him on your masterlist. I know Joel is our guy but as you know i decidedly don't write for him anymore so I hope this is okay <3 Frankie is my sweet soft baby

Summary: Just Frankie taking care of you while sick <3

Warnings: Some mild sex jokes

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When entering the home he shared with you, Frankie avoid his usual "honey, I'm home!" routine, knowing when you don't feel good you like to nap on the couch a lot.

He slid his cowboy boots off, trying his best to not let the heels clomp on the wood floors but grumbling when his sock stepped in a pile of melting snow.

"Baby?" You call from the living room, and Frankie mumbles a swear.

Rounding the corner (with one wet sock) Frankie peaked at you. 'damp' was the first descriptor his head came up with, but he'd never tell you that.

"Hey baby, feeling any better?"

You give a little shrug. "Stopped puking, fevers pretty low now. I think I'll be okay tomorrow."

As much as he wanted to stay home with you and take care of you, unfortunately in this economy losing the hours for both of you wasn't ideal. Still, he'd managed to swing by during his break and check on you when you weren't answering his texts, only to find you fast asleep.

He checked your forehead, and yeah, just a little warm. That was good, you were on the mend.

"You think you can eat some tomato soup?"

You look up at him, tired eyes and- yeah, damp hair. Poor girl. "With grilled cheese pweeeeeeeeze?"

Francisco couldn't help but laugh a little. "the best damn grilled cheese ever. Only the best for my poor sicky wicky baby."

He did not disappoint. The bread was grilled with garlic butter, the good cheese and lots of it. The cheese pull on that beast was Instagram worthy, and he even garnished the tomato soup with parsley.

Mouth full, you look at Frankie's shit eating grin as he sat on the couch, your cold feet tucked under his butt. "You're awful proud of yourself, aren't you?"

"You're eating my food and moaning like that time you ate me ass, so yeah, feeling pretty good."

You wiggle your feet just to make him yelp, and have the first good laugh you've had since falling ill last night.

When the mutual laughter settles, the sounds of your favorite sitcom playing reruns on the TV echoing in the background, your voice fades into sincerity. "Thank you for taking care of me." You yawn, setting aside a plate that had not a crumb on it and a bowl licked clean.

Frankie runs your knee, a smile reaching up to his eyes in little crinkles. "Not a problem at all. You getting tired again."

"Yeah, wanna finish this episode though." You snuggle back down under the blankets, eyes dropping. You weren't making it through the episode.

"Okay." He pats your leg and grunts as he gets up. "i'm gonna get a load in the dishwasher while it finishes, then I'll carry your happy ass to bed, hows that?"

Another yawn. "Something somethin... I'll take your load.... something... in my..."

"dishwasher?"

"yeah I lost it."

"Good job baby." He pats your head as he walks around the couch, chuckling. "I'm sure it'll come to you."

"Uuhhhh you'll cum... into me?"

"Go to sleep!" Frankie calls over his shoulder. You're in the middle of arguing when you fall asleep again, tummy full, fighting off the last of your sickness.

***

Hope you all liked it! Been a hot minute since I wrote non-dark frankie!

Want some dark frankie? Want cute frankie smut? Want A dad!frankie series dealing with addiction?

thank you all for reading!!!! I might be MIA for a while, im going on a trip to get away and write this novel that was originally based off a fishben fish I wrote LOL, then Ill be online classes full time and, if i get this job i so desperatly want, working full time. I'm so broke it's so fucking bad I need this job ;-; so, prayers plz

HOPE YOUR FEELING BETTER BUG!!!

[stuck-in-jelly]

5, 12, and 25 for Corvus👀

YES!! BIG SWING!!!

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Im gonna cheat a little here but only because the first one isnt a song but it is SO Corvus and Soren night-watch coded

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Vi please you know I have SO MANY headcanons for him I love him so much 😭😭 I’ll just list 3 for the sake of this post

1. If Soren wasn’t there Corvus would be the strongest person in the Crownguard. When the trainees really want a challenge they will go up against Corvus though no one side from Soren has been able to beat him.

2. Despite being a good baker that could rival the likes of Barius if he really tried, Corvus doesn’t like sweets! He avoids honey in his tea, only takes his coffee black, and sugary pastries make him queasy. Everyone feels a little bad whenever he bakes something for them but doesn’t have a bite. However, it is for the best as learned from the disaster of the Belly Full of Jelly competition.

3. Corvus’s bedroom is almost entirely empty. He has his cello, his boots, a blanket and single pillow and thats it.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

When we were first introduced to Corvus definitely thought he was intimidating I remember thinking “these kids better have a GOOD explanation by the time he catches up

Now he got those big doe eyes, the most unintentionally goofy reactions, and I love him

[ros3ybabe]

Daily Check-in: May 20, 2024 🎀

omg it'd almost the end of May, what the heck? I'm so excited, I leave to Colorado for my 8 weeks of work very soon and I can't wait! it's going to be such a cool experience being in a new place for a while!

Monday was a good day. My dad and my boyfriend both think I overdid it on the physical exertion a bit, and I agree. I took a long walk, outside, in 95 degree heat, with no sunscreen. Which is why they said I overdid it because my chest and shoulders are sooooo sunburnt. But Monday was amazing! Started off strong, ended not as strong but still good!

🩷 What I Accomplished:

~13k+ steps for the day

took an hour and a half long walk outside(it was amazing, I loved it, I stayed hydrated ans soaked up all the sunlight and fresh air)

completed a 30 min beginner pilates workout from Move with Nicole

did my morning journaling and gratitude

wrote down a positive quote of the day and read through my journal where I wrote down some things that I want to read daily

read and "annotated" 14 pages of Atomic Habits

took a 20 minute power nap

worked a ~6.5 hour shift

drank at least ~80oz of water (that's pretty good given I used to drink like 20oz a day and wonder why I never felt good)

took my two medications + vitamin D supplement

took a cool shower and washed my hair at the end of the day

went to sleep early!

💞 Good Things That Happened

my friend and a supervisor im close with complimented my appearance in a way that gave me a confidence/motivational boost

my other friend and I decided we're probably getting our nails done together next week

that same friend ^ and I are going to go shopping next week as well

my work is going to schedule me where I can still go to brunch with my dad on Friday!

my man starts his first day of work on Tuesday (I'm so excited for him! It's gonna suck not being able to text him all day, but I'm so proud of him for getting this job and all the progress he's made)

got complimented on how efficient I was at work by the night shift supervisor

ate goods that made me happy without feeling guilty or anxiety about it

💔 What Could've Gone Better

I over ate a bit at night after work and felt kind of bloated and sick when I went to bed. it's okay tho, things happen, and Tuesday is a new day <3

super sunburnt!!!! my chest and shoulders are bright, bright red! and I'm a naturally pretty tan person, so seeing my skin that red, yep, I'm definitely super burnt! need to wear sunscreen and protective clothes when I take a shorter walk on tuesday

I definitely overdid it on that walk. got too overzealous and pushed myself a lot. my legs were hurting so bad by the end of the day and that's not good. as much as I enjoyed the walk, I need to be so much more kinder to and thoughtful of my body. it does a lot for me, and I need to treat it right <3

💗 Stuff For Tuesday

take a shorter walk outside in the morning

read more of Atomic Habits (and annotate)

begin studying Spanish some more (fell off the habit but I have a lesson next Tuesday the 28th, so I need to be prepared!)

do some gentle morning and night skincare (my face is a little red from yesterday but not too bad since I wore a hat during my walk)

do my morning beginner pilates and gratitude journaling (I've already done these as of right now, but I struggled with the so-called "beginner" pilates video from IsaWelly. practice makes perfect, tho so I've got to keep consistent!)

book nail appointments with my friend for next week (hopefully the nail tech/nail salon I go to has availability for her and I to go together! I also need to pick the design i want!)

budget for this upcoming paycheck and what I need to save vs what I'm going to spend (and need to buy)

work a ~5 hour shift

talk to my man over video call at the end of the day to see how work/training went for him (it's his first day of work, but it's a hands on training kind of day for him as well)

💕 Song of The Day: aespa - Supernova

what an absolutely amazing song omg. aespa literally never misses with their music. I almost put Spicy, but I've been obsessed with Supernove since it dropped. I love it so much <3

That's all for Monday, like I said, it was a beautiful start to the week for me! And here's to Tuesday being a good day as well <3 I hope everyone here has a wonderful beginning of their week!

til next time lovelies 🩷

[vctrvn-ls]

Being Sick |Beta Squad|

yeah im sick, v sad but #not3ambutsickthoughts

nice and short

「 ✦ Chunkz✦ 」

Would pull out any and every trick his mom did in his youth when he was sick. He’d tell you all about Somalian herbs, plants and how they’re good for you. For example Pelargonium and the boost it gives to your immune system. I don’t really see Chunkz as the “I’ll get off work just to take care of you” typa guy, like don’t get me wrong he’d be worried as hell but he’s too much of a busy man to drop everything, and you’d respect that because as soon as he got home all of his attention would be on you and you only, baby. Besides he believes that the best cure is a good rest (I feel like I know that for a fact)

「 ✦AJ ✦ 」

Now AJ thinks the best cure is laughter. He knows how boring it could be, staying at home for a week and lying in bed all day, so he’d try and make your days less miserable. He wouldn’t change too much, he’d still violate you and bully you, saying stuff like “you’re the only one who got sick, loser” but at the same time he’d be bringing you your medicine, food and whatever else you needed. He’d definitely feel bad at first, but as soon as you start getting better he will not hesitate to annoy you again. Honestly AJ would be around you so much that your body would fight off the disease faster just so you could get out of the house. Lovingly tho cause AJ is the best <3

「 ✦Kenny ✦ 」

Gosh where do I start? The fuss this guy would make!! First when he finds out that you’re sick he’d lecture you like a mom. “Didn’t I tell you to dress warmer?” , “Why’d you have ice cold drinks if you already had a sore throat?” , “Why didn’t you tell me straight away that you were sick?” He’d walk up and down the room waving his hands around while you sat there with a guilty look on your face. But you know he’s mad only because he cares that much for you, and it’s not long before he apologizes for acting pissed and starts running around you, bringing every type of medicine he could think of. He’d order your favorite take out, get you a warm beverage and turn on a movie for the two of you to enjoy before you dozed off to sleep on his shoulder.

「 ✦Niko ✦ 」

Yeah he’d drop everything he’s doing for you and make sure you are well before continuing on with his life. First thing he’d do is call in a nurse, and after that buy everything the nurse suggests. He might even go a little over the top with the buying. Medicine aside, he’d make sure youre happy and aware that he’s ready to do anything you need. Like cmon Niko is the most SELFLESS man on this planet, he’d actually be ready to do anything!! He’d sleep next to you, just in case you woke up at night feeling unwell, but he wouldnt sleep too close since he wouldn’t want to get sick as well, which would result in him not being able to help you get well as much as he would want to.

「 ✦ Sharky ✦ 」

Girl he’d do the opposite of Niko and literally have you in his embrace every second (unless you feeling like you need some alone time) He’d make chicken soup and as shitty as it might actually taste, you’d still eat it because he made it with aaallll his love. When you’re napping, he’d be beside you editing his videos (in headphones of course) or he’d be replying to emails and whatever else work related. Would he care that your sick? NO! KISSES EVERY DAY AND NIGHT!

“Sharks you’re gonna get sick!” You giggle and try push him away from you. “Nahh.” He’d shake his head before sprinkling your face with kisses. With all his love and support, you’ll be getting well in no time.

[lotties-ashwagandha]

MELODIC HUM OF THE UNIVERSE

pairing: lottie matthews x reader

word count: 1.1k

notes and warnings: lottie hurt/comfort requested by anon <3

summary: i suck at cool descriptions you guys so im just gonna tell it how it is ok reader has anxiety and has a bad mental health day and lottie comforts them 

The same scenarios were on repeat in your mind, and nothing you did could get them to stop. They were simple things with little consequence, like what would happen if you showed up to work the next day five minutes late, or what would happen if you burned dinner. But all of it seemed so big, so irrevocably life-altering that panic ensued after you imagined every bad outcome. 

You were tired. It had been a difficult day at the wellness center, and you had been made to spend half the day at the farmer’s market with Lisa. Generally you didn’t mind, you enjoyed selling the honey you made at the wellness center, but every customer had gotten on your ever-fraying nerves and all you’d wanted to do was go home and take a nap. 

When you had gotten back to the wellness center, you’d almost had a complete breakdown after remembering that that night you and Lottie were going back to the farmer’s market — not to work the wellness center’s stand but to attend a summer festival that was being hosted. Lottie wanted to check out the booths, and see if she could find any vendors to support the wellness center, or any potential customers she could draw forward out of the mix. 

Enclosing yourself in solitude, you went back home, tossing yourself onto the couch. You had a headache, and your back hurt. And lingering there still was the knot of anxiety festering in your chest. It wouldn’t go away, no matter what you tried, be it meditation or taking your mind off what was bothering you. And you had something else now to be anxious about, going back to the farmer’s market when all you wanted was a night at home with Lottie. 

After a few minutes you forced yourself up and into the shower, where you stayed for a while letting the anxiety brew while you stood under the hot water, unable to move. It almost took an act of god to get you out of your own head. 

Robotically you got dressed, getting out makeup for the summer event, putting it on a bit lazily, but in your mind at least you were getting the job done. 

You were brushing through your hair when you saw Lottie come up behind you in the reflection of the mirror. Her arms wrapped around your waist, and her head rested on your shoulder as she watched you in the reflection of the mirror. 

“So beautiful,” she said softly, and you couldn’t help but smile, meeting her gaze briefly in the mirror. After a moment, she spoke again. “You didn’t come see me after you came back from the market.”

“I was tired,” you said, and though it was an excuse it wasn’t a lie. “And Lisa and I had to unload a couple of packs of jars that we couldn’t sell.” 

She nodded, raising her head from your shoulder and watching you closely as you began to put everything away, your hairbrush, your makeup. 

You had to admit that you weren’t incredibly good at hiding when something was wrong. Anyone who was around you could have sensed that something was off, and Lottie especially, and it wasn’t long before you could tell she was trying to figure out what was happening inside your head. 

“Are you okay? Did something happen at the market?” She asked. 

“No.” 

“Here?” 

“Nothing happened, Lottie,” you said firmly, trying to establish that you were fine, even though you both knew it wasn’t true. Your hands were shaking from the anxiety, and your breathing was slightly out of rhythm. Every bit of effort it took to try to convince her you were fine only proved that you weren’t. 

She didn’t respond for a few moments, just turned you around to face her in her arms and held you there, and you could see the unwavering love in her gaze, the concern. “Tell me what’s wrong, baby. I want to be able to help you.” 

“There’s nothing wrong,” you said, and she opened her mouth to argue but you spoke again before she could. “There’s nothing wrong, and that’s the worst part. Nothing happened, but ever since I woke up today it’s felt like the world is crumbling and I don’t know why. I’m just so tired…”

You could see that she understood — she was no stranger to anxiety, neither of you were, nor did you pretend that you were. It was something that had always been very open between you, something both of you understood with clarity.

“Do you want to stay home tonight?” She asked, pulling you into an embrace. “We can make dinner and watch a movie, have a quiet night at home.” 

You shook your head, pulling away. “I know you’ve been looking forward to going to this.” 

Lottie shrugged, as if the whole thing had been nothing at all, as if she hadn’t been talking about the festival for days. “I don’t want to go unless you want to. And I’m not having you go and hate it only because I said I wanted to be there. I want to know that you’re okay.” 

When you didn’t respond, she pulled you gently out of the bathroom and into your bedroom, guiding you down to sit on the bed and sitting against the pillows beside you. You laid down, resting your head on her lap and relaxing into her touch as she ran her hands through your hair. The knot of anxiety in your chest slowly began to unravel, and though it was still there it shrunk a bit as you took in the knowledge that you were safe, you were with Lottie. 

“I don’t want to go back to the market tonight,” you admitted quietly. “I just want to stay here with you.”

“We don’t have to go, my love,” she reassured you, her tone soothing, and you could feel your body relaxing, her touch coaxing away the fear and anxiety. 

“We can go tomorrow,” you suggested, though the mere thought of it exhausted you. 

“We’ll figure it out,” she said, “don’t worry about it.” 

You stayed there for a while, resting in the silence, allowing yourself to drift somewhere between wakefulness and sleep, listening as she reminded you that you were safe, you were loved. Her hand running through your hair, the quiet hum of the television after a little while when she thought you were fully asleep. 

Eventually you would have to get up. The two of you would have to make dinner, or Lottie would sneak away to go take a shower. But any change seemed indescribably far away, and on some level you were fully convinced that in her arms, safe in the quiet, melodic hum of the universe presented through her gaze, you would spend eternity. 

[ogbabichichi]

good afternoon babis!!

I worked yesterday and the day before, and I work in a resturaunt so we move aorund a lot and im quite tired especially because standing all day hurts my feet:p

but im just trying to be little today I ate a pizza slice and I made myself a bottle and I drew some pacis maybe i’ll post them later!

now im gonna take a lil nap before my dd comes home:3 night every babi remember to drink water and take care of yourselves!!<3

[riptideripley]

His Princesa 2

part 1 part 2 part 3

a dominik mysterio x reader series.

angst,light fluff towards the end(sorta),toxic relationship,google translate used,TRIGGER WARNING ABUSE MENTIONED.

word count:669

Without you two knowing of the recording,you met up with the judgement day since it was an off day for you all. Rhea had only showed Priest the recording,to which they both were shocked but not that shocked. Finn was unaware of the whole situation,just as you two were. So when you both showed up together,Rhea was all giggles. You had all planned to go out for lunch and then to a park,just to chill like you used to do back home with Rhea(y’all are childhood friends). “Hey guys! So where are eating” “That Mediterranean Grill place,heard it’s good” You and Priest conversed. Everyone agreed on the spot so we went.

fast forward.

“That was so delicious! We have to go there again if we ever come back here” Dom spoke very happy and pleased with the food. You giggled at his reaction when all the sudden Rhea yanked you off the slide and dragged you to the swings. “Rhea what the f-“ “Listen. I saw you and Dom making out or whatever last night,you have to break up with your boyfriend. Also I told Priest” she ran off giggling. You stood there for a minute in shock. ‘shit. she shouldn’t have saw that’ you thought,as you pulled out your phone texting your “boyfriend”.

You - ‘Hey,Chris listen I need to tell you something. I don’t think this relationship is really working,you are constantly out drinking and cheating on me. I can’t do this anymore with you

{Chris .} - ‘(your name) what the fuck. I was gonna come out there to see you,Im already here matter of fact and you tell me this bullshit? man forget it,it’s over with.’

You looked at your phone for a minute before putting it in your pocket,walking back over to everyone. “Hey you ok? You seem off.” Dom asked concerned. You shook your head and smiled,”Yea I’m fine just a little tired that’s all”. He didn’t believe you but didn’t wanna ask anymore questions. You were all having fun and smiling when you heard someone call your name,you turned your head around and your heart sank. It was Chris,the one person you didn’t wanna see at this point especially since you were laid up on Dominik. Rhea paid attention to your expression and could tell you were scared. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” Chris yelled as he charged at you,your heart began racing and you flinched when he got close to you. No one knew that he had put his hands on you before,not even your best friend Rhea. So when you flinched,they immediately knew what the situation was. Priest jumped off the monkey bars and got in between the two of you. Dom held you close as you began having a panic attack,he drew three circles on your back and on your hand which always calmed you down. He lifted you up and got you out of the area they were in,as he spoke,”Princesa.. ¿Cuánto tiempo?” he asked. You were hesitant to answer but decided to tell the truth,”Cuatro meses..” you softly spoke. You could see the expression on his fece completely change,to a very concerned and worried look. He hugged you tight as the rest of the Judgement day came over to the spot you were in. “Hey listen Ima take her back home,she’s uncomfortable right now” he said as he turned to them with you in his arms,they all nodded and let him go take you to your car. “They’re so cute together” Finn said trying to lighten the mood,which it did. “Yea totally. Not after what i witnessed last night” Rhea rolled her eyes as Finn stared at her,”The fuck did you see?” “They were making out! Right in front of me after I woke up from my nap.” Finn began laughing while Rhea just stared at him. “Not funny.”