#arabella-pink

[maya-chirps]

Hi hi hi!!!! Followed for your infodumps on Filipino history and culture, looking forward to seeing more of them on my dash!!!!

Also hi from a fellow filipino who wants to know more about their own culture^^

Oh thank you so much for the follow!

I'm hoping to talk more in-depth about Filipino stuff here which I was planning to do for years but couldn't really fulfill because of college + personal stuff so hopefully I could make more infodump posts lol

Filipino culture is diverse and complex and I do think it doesn't get as much of a focus as it should.

Feel free to send in asks and although I might take a while, I'll do my best to answer to the best of my ability!

[anti-terf-posts]

Trick or Treat!!!!!

[i-miss-music-247]

(hope its okay to ask another one) 17!!

17: name 3 things that make you happy.

Absolutely! You're the best. Thank you again darling 🥰

1. My friends!

2. Getting a good night's sleep

3. (This is gonna sound so cheesy) How far I've come! Looking back at this year, I've done/seen so much and I'm in a space where I'm surrounded by love, positivity, and motivation.

[xvx-monix-xvx]

this is the realest me core i could come up with

[clarkesyd]

FAVORITE HEYER HEROINES. frederica merriville, kitty charing, léonie de st. vire & arabella tallant

insp.

[lanabanana79]

[mocknerd]

This is to the same tune of Arabella's colour being light pink, but MC's colour is definitely pastel blue in my head. Yes I know there are canon characters with blue as their thing, but pastel blue on MC looks so good! Sure, I permit the occasional divergence kinda like how Arabella can go for simple black and white and still work. Pastel blue just translates to MC for me.

[mlpheritageposts]

my little pony heritage post

I have never seen an episode of my little pony but i love how rarity is so cunty. also th e lesbians yeah.

love that u came away with the most important info which was that Rarity is always serving cunt

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[ellieswrldd]

*.✧ arabella ✧.*

pairing: brother's best friend! ellie williams x f!reader

summary: the last time ellie saw you, you were sweet and innocent. now, a year has passed and you've grown up.

content warnings: SMUT 18+ MDNI, a bit of angst, r has a tramp stamp (lower back tattoo) & is described to be a party girl, brief dry-humping/grinding, strap-on use (r!receiving), reverse cowgirl & doggystyle, praise & degradation, use of terms pretty girl & princess, ellie calls the strap her cock

a/n: very loosely inspired by that one ph video..iykyk! also, named after the am song bc i think it give the vibes i was going for teehee

The last time Ellie saw you, it was the summer before your freshman year of college. You were still rather innocent, not yet tainted by the bad behavior of others your age. You didn't party, kept away from alcohol and drugs, and preferred to spend your Friday nights reading in your room.

That was how she remembered you, her best friend's cute younger sister. She knew better than to get involved with you, honest to God, she did. The first day the two of you met, your brother had stated that if she were to get too close, she'd find herself with a black eye and a restraining order. But the last day before you left for college, Ellie found herself uneasy. She was nervous, nervous to be around you.

So when she found herself alone with you in your childhood bedroom, your brother stuffing your luggage into the car, Ellie felt herself losing her cool. It was an innocent kiss, sweet and meaningful. One that started when you began to pull away from her hug and looked at her with those beautiful doe-eyes. Her lips found yours with ease like she had been waiting for this moment. The sweet sigh that escaped you was what urged Ellie to pull away. She let her slim hands drop from your sides and turned away from you, awkwardly rubbing her neck. Ellie mumbled something along the lines of a 'sorry' and a 'goodbye' before going downstairs to talk to your brother. That was over a year ago when you were just nineteen. Now, you were back for the summer, excited to spend time with your brother after being swamped all year. You were different now, to say the least. Even though you were still funny and caring, you were far from the innocent girl Ellie once saw you as. You partied, you drank, and now you spent your Friday nights in the beds of hot girls who caught your eye. The morning after you arrived home, Ellie stumbled upon you in the kitchen. She was staying with your brother for the summer, and while she knew you would come home eventually, she didn't expect you to be so...changed.

You wore a fitted baby tee, cropped just above your navel, and a pair of snug, light-wash jean shorts that seemed to end right where your ass met your thighs. It was something Ellie would have never pictured you in.

You glanced at Ellie from where you stood in front of the fridge. "Oh, hey, Ellie," You greeted her softly, returning your focus to the contents of the refrigerator. "Y/n, I didn't know you were back." "Got in last night," You hummed, closing the fridge door with your hip. "Almost didn’t recognize you,” She chuckled awkwardly. “You seem..." "Sluttier?" You muttered. It wouldn't be your first, not even your third time hearing that one. It was a comment your old friends from high school loved to whisper to one another when encountering you on campus. "Older." Ellie rasped, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her sweatpants and briefly looking down at her feet. "Hm," You shrugged and bent down to rifle through a cabinet under the kitchen counter. Ellie's breath hitched slightly when she caught a glimpse of thick, dark lines imprinted on your lower back when you bent down.

A tattoo? She thought to herself as a bright pink blush painted her cheeks. The old you would never get a tattoo, you were always scared of how permanent tattoos were.

"I think I'm going to go for a morning swim in the lake, want to join?" Your eyes darted over to her green ones as you asked. "I'll have to pass, maybe some other time," Ellie said. You shrugged and brushed past her to slip out the back door. Watching you walk down the grassy path toward the lake, Ellie groaned softly and turned to go back upstairs.

You weren’t the sweet, pure girl she once thought you to be. You were a woman now. And Ellie was fucking screwed.

~~~~

You found yourself on the couch with your brother and Ellie later that week. The sun was long gone, and the only sounds you could hear were the crickets in the backyard and the audio from the movie playing on the tv.

Your brother sat between you and Ellie, chewing loudly on popcorn and whispering little comments about the movie to Ellie as they watched.

You stared at the tv lamely, you eyes occasionally flicking over to Ellie’s face. She looked just as bored as you were, a little tense if that. Was your presence affecting her?

After the movie finished, your elder brother stretched his hands high above his head and yawned.

“I’m heading upstairs, you coming Ellie?” He asked as he stood from the couch.

“Uh, yeah, I’ll be up in a few minutes.” She nodded and watched as he trudged up the stairs.

You flipped through the channels on the tv, purposefully staying silent as you felt Ellie’s eyes bore into you. It was the first time you two had been left alone with one another since your first morning back.

“It’s rude to stare, Els.” You mumbled as you put on another movie. You heard her take a deep breath and shift slightly.

“You’re fuckin’ killing me,” She whispered.

“Ellie—” You sighed.

“Listen, I shouldn’t have kissed you before you left. I know it was wrong.” Ellie interrupted. “But I don’t regret it, and I’m sorry for the pain I must’ve caused you.”

You turned to look at her finally.

“God, you’re such an asshole, Ellie.” You breathed.

“I know,” She said in a voice just louder than a whisper.

“After you kissed me, I lost myself a little bit. I was so confused and I didn’t want to even think about you,” You bit your lip. Every word you were saying was true, you didn’t want to think about Ellie, even just seeing your brother mention her name in a text made you think about the kiss.

You hated it, you didn’t want to think about the kiss because then your mind reminded you how she cowered away after. How she bolted the minute your lips parted. How the girl you had secretly pined after for so many years had simply left after kissing you.

It gave you a reason to drink, to party a little harder than you should’ve. You tried to forget, and you seeked comfort in the arms of different girls.

“And now, well now I’ve changed. I’m not that quiet girl who read on the porch while you did stick-and-poke tattoos with my brother beside me.” You laughed weakly. “I doubt that kiss meant anything to you, but it meant everything to me, and you fucking left without saying a word.”

Ellie stared at you for a moment, her mouth slightly open.

“You’re wrong,” She stated. “It meant so much to me, so much. It was shitty of me to kiss you then, but now that you know how I feel? I’m glad I did it. I would have talked to you and explained myself, I really would have, but I’m a fucking idiot, and I got scared. Does that make you feel better?” Ellie’s voice was a mix of a whisper and a shout as her wide eyes searched yours. Your breath stuttered slightly as you took in Ellie's expression. You had known her since you were merely ten years old when she was thirteen, and she had just met your brother. All those years of summers and weekends spent together, and you had never seen her look like this.

Her emerald eyes were full of need, love, and something else. Regret? Something like that. She looked thirsty, thirsty for your touch, your forgiveness, your loving.

Just like that moment a year ago, you leaned in your lips mere inches away from Ellie's. You felt her hot breath tickle your lips as she exhaled shakily. The sound of your brother walking down the stairs caused you to pull away from Ellie. He rifled through a cabinet, presumably looking for a midnight snack as you stood from the couch. Without another word, you walked past him and went to your room. You typed a quick message and sent it to Ellie. R: come to my room once my brother is asleep? E: I'll be there. Waiting for her was torturous, like waiting for a storm during a drought. Everything was on the table now after both of you completely spilled your hearts out of one another. Hearing that gentle knock on your door made your heart race. With a low creak, you opened your wooden door and tugged Ellie inside your room.

It was still girlish and organized from your high school years, tiny Polaroids and colorful posters littered your walls. It was home, like a snapshot of your old self. Ellie looked at you with an unreadable expression, her hands slowly finding their way to your waist.

“Tell me you want this,” She breathed, leaning her forehead against yours and closing her eyes.

“I don’t think I’ve wanted anything more.” You placed your hands on both sides of her face and leaned in to gently brush your lips against hers. It was just the ghost of a kiss, but as soon as it happened, it was like something snapped inside both of you.

Gentle, loving kisses quickly turned into ones full of fiery and heated passion. Ellie's hands roamed your body, squeezing and pulling you impossibly closer to her. Stumbling backward, your legs hit the edge of your bed, and you tugged Ellie down with you. She giggled softly against your skin, pulling you to straddle her hips. "I've wanted this..." Ellie groaned softly as your teeth sunk into the sensitive skin of her neck. "For so long..." She whispered and let her eyes shut. Her hands gripped at the flesh of your ass, slowly grinding your crotch against hers. A sharp gasp left your puffy lips as the friction rubbed against your clit and sent a wave of pleasure through you. "My brother would kill you if he knew," You whimpered as her hands moved your hips back and forth against hers. "So don't let him find out," Ellie chuckled and brushed her calloused thumb against your cheek. "Stay quiet, and we'll be fine. Yeah?" With that, she dragged your clothed cunt across her own, letting out ragged breaths as the two of you needily ground your hips against one another. "M-More, Ellie," You whispered as you grasped tightly at the hem of her t-shirt. "What do you need? My fingers?" She squeezed your ass. "Well," You bit your lip and hesitantly climbed off Ellie. You knelt down to the side of your bed and grabbed a box from underneath your bed. Just about the size of a shoe box, Ellie looked at you with a questioning expression. "I have this, it's brand new." Shyly, you passed a thick purple strap-on to Ellie, your face hot as she glanced at it. "Have you...used one of these before?" She asked cautiously. Ellie was soaked at the mere idea of fucking you with a strap, but she didn't want to rush you into anything you weren't completely sure of. You nodded slowly. "Have you?" She bit her cheek and nodded as well. It wasn't surprising, Ellie had been popular with girls since the beginning of high school and was far from a virgin. "Okay, are you sure you want this? 'Cause once we do this, there isn't any going back." Ellie murmured as she leaned in close to your face. "I'm sure, Els." You kissed her softly and watched as she quickly stripped herself of her baggy sweatpants. Ellie slid the dark straps around her hips, allowing the strap-on to rest comfortably over her navy blue boxers. Effortlessly, she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor of your dark room. She chuckled softly when she caught you staring at her toned torso. "Can't fuck you with your clothes on, princess." Ellie grinned and glanced down at your flowy pajama shorts. You tugged your shorts off first, then your shirt came off, leaving you in only your panties. "Jesus Christ...what am I supposed to do with you?" Ellie mumbled as she watched you lay back on the bed and spread your legs for her. "Whatever you want," Ellie narrowed her eyes slightly, tracing over your nude figure. "Get up," You wasted no time obeying her command, standing up and waiting at the edge of the bed for her next instruction. She sat down on your bed, stretching out her legs and leaning against your headboard. Ellie pat her thigh. "C'mon," You straddle her hips, the dildo resting against your backside as you kiss her feverishly. Ellie took a deep breath and slid her hand past the waistband of your panties, and gently touched your sensitive clit. She brushed the tip of her middle finger along your aching slit, mouth falling slightly agape as her finger slid against your wetness. "So fucking wet," You gasped sharply and bucked your hips against her touch. "Bet you don't even need my fingers, already so wet for me, could probably just put the strap in right now," Ellie muttered against your ear as her fingers teased you. "P-Please..." "Please what?" Ellie cooed, her hands drifting to palm at the exposed skin of your ass. "Fuck me, please fuck me," Ellie chuckled and pat your hip.

“Turn around, pretty girl,” You bit your bottom lip and slowly turned your back to Ellie, your hips hovering over hers as you tentatively waited for her next instruction. "Look, you can see yourself in the mirror," Ellie grinned and pointed to the floor-length mirror in the corner of the room that was angled toward the bed. "Raise your hips and keep your eyes on the mirror." Your gaze drifted back to the mirror, one your brother and Ellie had put together for you many summers ago. The sight you saw in the reflection was wrong, it was all plain wrong. Your brother's childhood best friend aligning the tip of the strap with your entrance, your panties pushed to the side, and concentration painting her face. A choked moan escaped your lips as Ellie gently pulled your hips down onto the dildo. You covered your mouth with a shaky hand, a weak attempt at muffling the cries of pleasure that left you. "That's it, yeah, ride me, pretty girl," Ellie guided your hips, her hands splayed out across your ass, two thumbs aligning with the dimples of your lower back. She watched in awe as you began to follow her lead, slowly bouncing on her strap. "Takin' me so good- knew you'd be all ready for my cock," Ellie grunted. You felt her thumbs swipe back and forth against your lower back as she mumbled incoherent praises. "God, you're so sexy...fucking love this tattoo..." Ellie breathed heavily as she stared at the dark ink that painted your skin.

It didn't take long for you to begin moving without her guidance. Your slow movements turned frantic and needy while pleasure burned deep inside of you. You had been fucked with strap-ons before, but it had never felt quite like this. This was more than just meaningless sex. With each buck of your hips, each movement you made, the strap pushed against your g-spot and ever so slightly brushed against your cervix, stimulating all of the most sensitive spots inside of you. "E-Ellie-" You whimpered, reaching a hand behind you. Ellie groaned and quickly intertwined a hand with yours. "Holy fuck," She whispered as she looked over at your reflection in the mirror. Your breasts bounced slightly every time you quickly sunk down onto the toy, and your expression twisted into one of pure ecstasy. Not to mention, the way your ass rippled when the skin slapped against hers made Ellie nearly lose her mind. Everything was too much, and she could hardly decide where to keep her eyes, or her hands for that matter. Her large hands squeezed at the fat of your ass, digging her fingers into your skin. Then she slapped the flesh playfully, just enough for the sting to fade into pleasure.

"I-I'm gonna-" You gasped sharply as you felt a familiar tension growing deep inside you. "Get on your hands and knees. I'll get you there, princess," Ellie murmured. You nodded and did as she said, leaning forward into doggy style. Ellie paused for a moment to realign the strap with your cunt and to grasp at the waistband of your panties. Soon, Ellie began to thrust into you quickly and deeply. She dragged your hips against hers by the band of your underwear, pulling you back and forth on her fake cock like you were some sort of doll for her to use. A loud smack echoed throughout your bedroom when Ellie slapped your ass. You moaned into the fluffy bedsheets you were pressed up against. "My brother- he's gonna hear us-" You whined as you glanced back at Ellie with glassy eyes. "Don't worry about that, pretty girl, he sleeps like the dead." Ellie laughed softly as she plunged deep inside of you. "Oh! There! Right there!" You practically sobbed when she repeated the same movement over and over again until your legs were shaking. On the verge of your orgasm, your body buzzed with pleasure, and tears threatened to spill from your eyes. "Mmh- Els, m'gonna.." "Yeah, cum for me princess, cum all over my cock." She whispered as her thumbs traced the intricate lines of your tattoo and her hips slapped against yours. One of her hands slid around your waist and moved down to begin quickly circling your clit. Ellie was desperate to get you off, she wanted to watch as you lost control of your body and experienced an intense orgasm. That was enough to push you over the edge, you screamed into the bedsheets as you felt your body stiffen and shake against Ellie's. Her thrusts slowed but didn't completely stop, as she wanted to prolong that climax as much as she could. Your senses were clouded with nothing but white-hot pleasure while you rode out the rest of your orgasm. After what felt like a few very long moments, Ellie slowly pulled out of you and sat back on the bed. She undid the straps on her hips and placed the toy on your bedside table. "C'mere, pretty girl..." She cooed softly as she gently picked you up and pulled you into her arms. Ellie lay with you in the bed, her fingers lightly tracing patterns along the skin of your back as she cuddled you. "You did so good, you're so perfect..." She said quietly. You hummed softly in response and closed your eyes. "You better get back to my brother's room, he wouldn't be happy to see you coming out of my room in the morning." "I know, but I'll stay until you fall asleep. Don't worry about me, princess." And for once, you listen to her. You focused on the heat Ellie's body radiated against yours and how peaceful you felt in her loving embrace. It felt right. --- tags: @asteroidzzzn , @ellabsprincess , @ximtiredx

[frankensteins-mt-dew]

Ok Marina would probably like English best. She would be all for silent reading time. Or music. Robert probably history or science.

For the karaoke question: the whole crew is singing Ain't no rest for the wicked by Cage The Elephant. Arabella is doing a solo to Pink Pony Club by Chappel Roan.

Thanks for the ask 😊

What would be your oc(s) favorite subject in school?

Oooh good question! Kate is definitely one of those kids who said recess is her favorite class, but she probably enjoyed music. Kyle is definitely a fan of history, and Andersen loved learning about classic literature (he probably had a really good English teacher)

Same question to you! And another: if your OCs had to sing karaoke, what song would be their go to?

[sytoran]

˚₊‧꒰ა 𝖆𝖑𝖑'𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖞 ... 🖋️

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˚₊‧꒰ ☁️ 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔰 . . .

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˚₊‧꒰ 🎱 𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢 . . .

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𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖝𝖎𝖒𝖔𝖋𝖋

˚₊‧꒰ 🦢 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫 𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢 . . .

nsfw alphabet — soft!wanda x gf!reader

arabella — soft!wanda x writer!reader

medicine — subby!wanda x avenger!reader

giddyup — horny!wanda x beefy!reader

rockin' around the christmas tree — horny!wanda x gf!reader

'tis the season to be horny — horny!wanda x gf!reader

last christmas | pt.2 — toxic!wanda x ex!reader

˚₊‧꒰ 🤍 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔣 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞 . . .

pretty little housewife — housewife!wanda x beefy!reader

babysitter duty | pt.2 — babysitter!reader x milf!wanda

kick a ball, score a hot mom — milf!wanda x footballcoach!reader

extra credit — professor!wanda x student!reader

all i want for christmas is you (to fuck me) — wife!wanda x beefy!reader

the excellence of misfortune

Moving into Westview to escape the demons that chase you, there you meet Wanda Maximoff, a married woman who's looking for the same kind of escapism. Where one seeks order and the other seeks thrill, maybe you can show each other a little neighbourly support, and perhaps, find the excellence of misfortune.

˚₊‧꒰ 🎧 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔤𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞 . . .

taunt — meangirl!wanda x college!reader

boudoir photography — student!wanda x professor!reader

study break — councilpresident!wanda x jock!reader

i'm (c)reaming of a white christmas — innocent!wanda x brother's bsf!reader

slow hands | pt.2 — popular!wanda x college!reader

˚₊‧꒰ 🐇 𝔟𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔶/𝔟𝔞𝔟𝔶𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞 . . .

babygirl wanda | pt.2 — drabbles

pretty in pink

Adopting a hybrid bunny girl becomes one of the best decisions you've ever made in your life. Despite the blurred lines that form in your relationship, you wouldn't trade anything in the world for your sweet angel that is Wanda Maximoff.

˚₊‧꒰ ⚽ 𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔰 . . .

guilty as sin? — older!nun!wanda x reverend!reader

espresso — model!wanda x gf!reader

spooky scary skeletons — toxic!wanda x ghostface!reader

the pirate and the mermaid — mermaid!wanda x pirate!reader

doctor's orders — barbie!wanda x gynecologist!reader

god, you're insatiable — jealous!wanda x gf!reader

heat waves — omega!wanda x alpha!bartender!reader

𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖋𝖋

˚₊‧꒰ 🕸 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫 𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢 . . .

mile high club — avenger!natasha x avenger!reader

widow's web — blackwidow!nat x ceo!reader

ice cream — drabble

˚₊‧꒰ 🤍 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔣 𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔞 . . .

mechanic jacks and jacked mechanics — milf!nat x beefy!reader

let me fuck your tits? — milf!nat x beefy!reader

home is where the heart is

In which your married life with Natasha Romanoff is depicted through this comedy-drama series. With your dream job, three kids, and a plethora of friends, each day is blissful but all the more chaotic and unpredictable. (And ultimately, very horny.)

˚₊‧꒰ 🎧 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔤𝔢 𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔞 . . .

arsonist's lullabye — popular!meangirl!nat x beefy!jock!reader

i wanna be yours — roomate!nat x werewolf!reader

obsession, possesion! — innocent!nat x player!reader

˚₊‧꒰✒️ 𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔰 . . .

break the rules — stripper!nat x cop!reader

office hours | pt.2 — secretary!nat x ceo!reader

my divine goddess

After saving a mystical cat from a deathly experience, you're hauled into the world of Gods and Goddesses - with one wish to get whatever it is you desire. Steamy entanglements with the Goddess of Lust turn into love-filled confessions, but the two of you were star-crossed from the very start.

𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖔𝖚𝖘

˚₊‧꒰ ☁️ 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞 & 𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔞 . . .

the super soldier theory — wandanat x supersoldier!reader

possesive wandanat — headcanons

˚₊‧꒰ 🍙 𝔭𝔢𝔤𝔤𝔶 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔯 . . .

if god forbid — agent!peggy x lieutenant!reader

˚₊‧꒰ 🐑 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔞 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 . . .

subby!agatha — drabble

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[i-miss-music-247]

33!

33: any hobbies? (Link to questions below)

Yes! I like to practice music 🎶 (learning guitar and have some experience with piano. Link to my YouTube channel below hehe) Also, I do a little watercolor painting 🖌️ as well as paint my nails 💅🏽 Thank you so much for asking beloved! 💗

[alespov]

Leon kennedy dad hc’s

Tw: no actually trigger warnings, just fluff. Leon being a dad.

a/n hope you enjoy loves, feedback is appreciated 💕 discord server link ( last time I’ll talk about it, I swear)

[] funny enough he always knew that he would have a daughter, so he picked out the name Arabella, and he always promised himself that he would find her mom.

[] he’s such a girl dad. Would do anything for his daughter

[] he allows her to paint his nails. He attends every tea party as well.

“Daddy do you like you tea?” You could hear the both of the playing with her tea set.

“Of course peach.” This made you stop in your tracks, Arabella wasn’t tall enough to reach the sink. You walked into her room and leaned again the door frame.

“Hunny, where did you get the water from.” You asked her and you looked over at your husband and his face dropped.

“From the dog water bowl mommy.” She said excitedly. Leon never again trusted the water from her tea pot.

[] she comes before everything, his work, his friends everything. Besides he would rather stay home with her anyway.

[] he wanted to give her the childhood he didn’t have.

[] the both of you definitely have the white picket fence house. With the big White House and a Labrador dog. Leon didn’t see how the dog would project the both of you while he was gone, but if it made you happy. Then so be it.

[] the three of you have a tiny garden that consists of daisy’s, irises and many more.

[] she has a mini toy motorcycle, to match his

[] everyday at dinner she has to drink apple juice, because she can’t have the apple wine that he drinks. She loves to match with her daddy.

[] he bought her a mini leather jacket.she always would take his, so he found a mini version. Aunt Claire fell in love with it.

[] sometimes their outfits coordinate. Every night before bed, they picked out their outfits

[] since he played football, in high school. She wanted to play football so he signed her up for the practices.

[] he’s never told her what his job was like, she just knows that daddy does something dangerous

[] one day older kids were making fun of her pink dress, and she got shoved in the mud. Then they started laughing when she said her daddy would take care of it.

[] after school closed, Leon stormed there with her in tow. You hadn’t ever seen him that mad before. The principal was walking to his car and him and Leon shared a few words.

[] let’s just say an event like that never happened again.

[plathfiles]

𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 | 𝐑.𝐋

summary : Remus writes a song about you. Based off of Arabella by The Arctic Monkeys. You and him are just sitting in his bedroom one night and he has his guitar and note book out. You just blissfully admire his genius.

warnings : tooth rotting fluff :) arabella acoustic??

pairing : leadsinger! Remus Lupin x fem! reader

a/n ： lead singer! Remus is my new obsession and won’t shut up about it. Please send requests <3

The night air was blowing softly through the window, as the only light in the room was a lamp on Remus’ bedside table. You were sitting at the edge of the bed, admiring the way he practiced at his guitar. He was mainly just playing around with cords, focused on creating something. He had this one melody stuck in his head and he needed to practice it.

Remus’ brows furrowed trying to articulate the sound in his head on to paper, but most importantly into the instrument in his hands.

“Whatcha working on?” You asked curiously. Your pink baby doll night gown brushing against the soft sheets as you moved next to you boyfriend.

“A song,” he said simply, then adding. “About you,” he smiled softly, a smirk playing on his lips.

You’re breath hitched, “you’re writing something about me?” You asked, like that was somehow unbelievable.

But Remus was head over heels for you. He felt like he needed you around all the time. You needed him too.

“Yeah, it’s rough but I have some lyrics written down.” He said, showing you the notebook. The pages were crinkled and there was no lack of coffee staines.

“She’s got a seventies head, but she’s a modern lover,” you read from the notebook. You blushed, liking the way Remus though about you.

You kept reading, “And her lips are like the galaxies edge.” You passed the notebook back and smiled.

“This is about me?” You asked, surprised. You couldn’t believe it. Remus smiled and nodded, leaning into you.

“Yes it’s about you. It’s all true too,” he said, looking at your eyes and then at your lips. You blushed, his scent of chocolate and cigarettes becoming intoxicating. “It’s about when we first met,” Remus further explained. “You we’re so enchanting I knew I just had to know who you were.”

You and Remus had met at a party his hand was throwing after a concert. Your friends had dragged you along, because they were obsessed with the new rock band in the area.

Listening to their music, you became a fan of there’s. Now you were dating their guitarist and lead singer.

A memory of you and him kissing in a closet at the party made you blush. Originally, the two of you just wanted to get away from the large crowd of people.

“I love it so far. Does it have a name?” You asked, leaning in close to him with a soft smirk.

“The song will be named after you my love,” he said matter of factly. Then he pulled you into a kiss, it was both equal parts soft and passionate. Your lips captures in his perfectly.

“I really was enchanted to meet you,” he said, pulling away and brushing hair away from your face.

You couldn’t get the smile out of your mouth. “You’re too good for me Remus. I don’t deserve you,” you leaned into his touch.

“You deserve the world. You deserve a song,” Remus said, leaning in to kiss you again. You kissed back, pulling him close to you.

You couldn’t wait until the song was finished and to hear it played at one of the Marauders concerts.

a/n: I had a blast writing this!! sorry if it’s short tho. thank you for all the support in recent days love ya <3

[lanabanana79]

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