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blueberrisdove-sideblog · 11 days ago

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𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐒❤︎︎𝐗, 𝒻𝓉．𝓂𝓎𝒹ℯ𝒾 ＆ 𝓅𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓃ℴ𝓃

৻ꪆ tws : nsfw/smut. fem!reader, fluff, pregnancy kink, pregnant sēx, creampie, tit-fucking, threesome, multiple of rounds, phaidei themes, poly relationship, hand job, neck kisses & pet-names.

৻ꪆ synopsis : Mydei and Phainon want nothing more than to make their pregnant wife feel loved and adored. They’re determined to show her how special she is, even when her body is changing. After a long day, they take turns, making her feel wanted and cherished, making sure every part of her is cared for. As they fuck her slow and deep, they whisper sweet things, reminding her she’s everything to them.

you were glowing.

Not just in the “pregnancy glow” way people liked to say with a smile—but truly glowing. Skin soft and flushed, eyes dreamy and full, curves a little fuller, rounder, sweeter. Your belly had swelled slightly under your silk nightgown, the outline visible as you lay across soft pillows in your shared bed. You felt heavy and sensitive in all the right ways. And your husbands, they noticed.

They always did.

“My love,” Phainon’s voice was a gentle purr, a hand grazing along your thigh, “you don’t know how hard it is not to touch you every second.”

You giggled, cheeks pink. “You do touch me every second.”

Mydei chuckled darkly from behind, stepping in after locking the door. His hands were already undoing the buttons of his shirt, his eyes locked onto your form like a predator. “Not the way we want to, sweetheart.”

They moved in tandem—Phainon leaned forward, peppering kisses along your collarbone, trailing lower to your swollen breasts, tongue flicking over a sensitive nipple through the fabric while Mydei pulled your legs apart slowly.

“You’ve been so good, carrying our child,” Mydei growled low, pressing his forehead to your belly for a heartbeat before sliding your gown up and kissing your inner thigh. “Let us show you how loved you are.”

Your breath caught.

Soft touches and hungry mouths devoured you. Phainon slipped between your legs first, gentle but teasing, lips brushing your folds like he was worshipping you. His smug little smile glistened with arousal and pride as he looked up from between your thighs, “So wet for us already, pretty mama?”

Mydei growled from behind you, big hands gripping your hips as he leaned in, pressing kisses to the nape of your neck. “Don’t tease her too much, pretty boy. She needs to be fucked, not worshipped.”

You whimpered at the shift—Phainon chuckled but moved aside, letting the bigger man take position behind you.

Mydei was rough but loving. His grip was firm, possessive, like he needed you. Every thrust was deep and slow, each stroke dragging across your swollen, pulsing walls. His voice was low and growling against your ear.

“You’re perfect like this. Full. Ours.”

Phainon leaned forward from the front, stroking your face, then your breasts, massaging them gently. “So full here too… gods, look at you. You were made to be spoiled like this, mama.”

You were shaking already, the two of them overwhelming every inch of your body. When Mydei pulled out to let Phainon take over, the shift was intense—Phainon’s gentler strokes made you cry out, your swollen body so sensitive now. His cock was thick and sweetly curved, hitting the right spot as he whispered, “You’re taking me so well. Just like always.”

Mydei watched from behind, stroking himself slowly, sweat glistening on his abs, eyes wild and hungry. “Fill her up, boy. She needs to feel it dripping down her thighs.”

You came harder than you ever had—sobbing their names, body trembling, clinging to Phainon’s arms. He kissed you so softly, like you were the most sacred thing in the world.

And they didn’t stop.

Mydei took you next, this time with your legs draped over his shoulders, deep strokes that made you feel owned. You rode Phainon’s face between rounds, him moaning against your dripping cunt like he was starving. He tit-fucked you as Mydei stroked his cock behind, both of them coating you in praise and come.

They alternated between filthy and sweet.

“My precious girl.”

“So fucking tight, even now.”

“You’re so good for us.”

“Taking all of us like this… perfect little wife.”

You were cherished.

“Still shaking,” Phainon whispered with that soft, smug grin as he kissed the sweat at your temple. “That just means you’re ready for more.”

You gave a soft moan, your thighs already parting on instinct when Mydei’s rough, warm hands grabbed them and pulled them apart again.

“Spread her,” he growled low. “Let me see that soaked little pussy.”

Phainon chuckled but obeyed, helping tilt your hips up as Mydei got between your legs. His cock was heavy, hot, and slick with his own arousal, the tip brushing through your folds before he pushed in slow, stretching you again.

“Oh—gods,” you gasped, back arching.

“That’s it,” Mydei breathed, lips at your belly, then lower, brushing the underside of your breasts. “So fucking full. You’re made for this.”

While he started to thrust, slow but deep, Phainon moved behind you—hands smooth and teasing as he kissed the back of your neck.

“You ready for both of us, mama?” he whispered, voice sticky-sweet and sinful. “Think you can take me in your ass while he fills up your pussy again?”

You nodded, breath trembling.

Phainon took his time, stretching you gently, letting your body adjust—and all the while Mydei kept moving in and out, dragging moans from your throat with every roll of his hips. When Phainon finally slid in behind, your breath hitched, the stretch overwhelming in the best way.

“Fuck,” Mydei groaned, watching your face twist in pleasure. “She’s perfect.”

“She’s ours,” Phainon whispered, kissing your shoulder, fingers curling around Mydei’s as they both held your hips. “Let’s take care of her together.”

They found a rhythm—one pushing in as the other pulled out, your body the perfect center of their worship. You felt them everywhere—inside you, against your skin, their mouths, their voices. Phainon kept his lips on your neck, kissing, sucking, whispering praises as he moved slow and deep.

“Ouhh, Ahhh! Feels sooo good!” you moaned out loud, your thighs trembling. Your Eyes rolling back to your head as your cheeks began to flush more.

“She’s trembling again,” he murmured to Mydei, and the deeper man smirked.

“Then let her come.”

You cried out as they rocked you into release again, your body squeezing down tight on both cocks. Mydei’s thrusts got rougher, deeper, until he was growling low and holding your hips still as he spilled deep inside your pussy—thick, hot, and claiming. You felt it coat your insides, dripping down the moment he pulled out.

But they still weren’t done.

Phainon was breathing hard, thrusts getting sloppy, his fingers sliding down to stroke your clit gently as he filled your ass with the same possessive heat. You whimpered at the stretch and fullness, body twitching as you sagged into the mattress, completely wrecked.

And then—Mydei's hand wrapped around Phainon’s cock as he pulled out, slow and firm, stroking him through the aftershocks.

“You looked good in her, pretty boy,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to Phainon’s jaw.

Phainon moaned softly, his smug smile flickering into something sweet and dazed.

“Mmm… she’s still the best,” he breathed, looking down at you.

You lay there in the middle of it all—skin marked by kisses, dripping with their seed, held between their bodies like something precious.

You didn’t even know how you were still breathing.

Your body was wrecked—lips swollen, tits heavy and sore, thighs slick with a mix of spit, sweat, and seed. But even through the haze, you felt their hands again.

Phainon’s soft fingers traced along your ribs, feather-light, as he kissed just under your breast. His breath was warm, lips sticky with praise. “Still the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured. “Look at your belly. Look at how perfect you are.”

You whined softly, hands weakly reaching for him—and behind you, Mydei was already kissing down your spine, his breath hot and hungry.

“You ready again?” he asked, voice rough but almost tender now. “You’re dripping, sweetheart. Can’t just leave you like this.”

Phainon leaned back with that soft smirk, licking your nipple slowly as his hand curled around your throat—not choking, just holding. Claiming.

“She’s never not ready,” he whispered, eyes flicking toward Mydei. “You made her like this.”

“No,” Mydei growled low, spreading your thighs again. “We did.”

And then his mouth was on your pussy.

Slow, deep licks that made you cry out, hips twitching weakly. You were so sensitive, so swollen, and he groaned into you like it was his heaven. “Tastes like us,” he grunted. “Messy little thing. I’m gonna fuck it deeper this time. Gonna make sure it stays full.”

Phainon moved up behind you this time, sliding between your thighs so he could kiss your lips while you moaned into his mouth.

“Can I tit-fuck her while you fuck her, big guy?” he asked lazily, grinning as he rubbed your breasts gently, squeezing the swollen weight in his hands. “They’re so soft now.”

“Do it,” Mydei growled.

He slid his cock between your tits, your hands holding them together while he thrust slow and smooth, the tip brushing your chin. He leaned in, licking the corner of your mouth. “Messy little mama,” he purred. “You like being used like this, don’t you?”

You nodded, moaning, mouth open and needy.

Mydei didn’t hesitate—he lined up behind you, gripped your hips like he owned you, and sank into your pussy again. It was so wet, so stretched, and yet he filled you like he was made for it. “Still tight,” he muttered, biting down on your shoulder. “Still mine.”

Phainon leaned forward, cock sliding between your tits as he kissed Mydei over your shoulder—soft, slow, breathless.

“Don’t get all worked up, old man,” he whispered. “We’re both obsessed. Admit it.”

Mydei didn’t say a word. He just kissed him back—messy and rough, like it was the only language he knew. And while they kissed, they fucked you—slow, overwhelming, worshipful.

You came again—hard, clenching around Mydei as he groaned and poured another thick creampie inside you, heat blooming deep and delicious.

Phainon followed with a messy finish across your chest, groaning your name as he slumped forward, hand on Mydei’s shoulder, their foreheads pressed together above you like two beasts who’d found home in the same woman.

And in the aftermath, you were tucked between them again—chest sticky, pussy sore and dripping, held like you were the most divine thing they’d ever touched.

Because to them?

You were.

You lay there, body completely exhausted, breath still coming in soft, shaky pants. Your skin was sticky and bruised, your chest rising and falling slowly with every breath. But as the haze of pleasure began to clear, you felt the warmth of their hands—gentle, soft now, tender as they traced every curve of your body.

Mydei was the first to shift, his large hand gently cupping your face, brushing away the sweat from your forehead. His golden eyes softened as he looked at you, his voice low and soothing.

“Sweetheart,” he murmured, kissing your temple, “did we hurt you? Are you okay?”

You nodded, letting out a soft sigh. “I’m okay, Mydei... I’m just—so full. So loved.”

Phainon moved closer from behind you, his lips brushing against the back of your neck as he ran his hands down your side, soothing the muscles that had tightened from all the intensity. He pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder, his breath warm against your skin.

“Never want to see you in pain,” he whispered, his tone soft, almost apologetic. “We love you, baby. So much. Always will.”

You turned your head toward him, smiling faintly as he held you tighter, his fingers gently playing with the damp strands of your hair. You could feel his lips brush your cheek, and then he kissed you softly, not hurried, just a soft reassurance.

“Look at me, baby,” Mydei murmured, leaning down to meet your eyes. His thumb gently ran across your bottom lip. “You’re perfect, you know that? Every part of you. Especially when you’re carrying our child.”

Your heart fluttered in your chest. The tenderness, the softness—it was like a whole new kind of love, one that had nothing to do with the heat of your bodies colliding but everything to do with the warmth in your hearts.

Phainon kissed your forehead softly. “You’re so good to us, sweetheart. So beautiful... we��ll take care of you. Always.”

They slowly adjusted you, lifting you gently, your tired body cradled between their arms as they both showered you with soft kisses, each one a promise. Mydei made sure to hold you close, pressing his chest against your back as Phainon rubbed your swollen belly lovingly, his hands warm and gentle.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Phainon murmured. “You’ve done more than enough, love. Let us take care of you now.”

They moved slowly, deliberately, as they wiped you down with warm towels, their hands always soft and reassuring as they cleaned you.

And when they were finished, they tucked you into bed, pillows propped up just right so you could rest comfortably. Mydei hovered over you, pressing one last kiss to your lips.

“We’ll keep you safe,” he promised quietly, his hand brushing through your hair.

Phainon settled beside you, his arms around you in a protective hold, his voice soft. “Rest, baby. You’ve given us everything. Now it’s our turn to spoil you.”

You felt their warmth surround you, their love soaking into every inch of your tired body. You weren’t just their wife, you weren’t just the woman they loved. You were their world—and they were determined to keep you safe, cherished, and always adored.

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mochinomnoms · 1 year ago

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Noo but imagine Leech parents who see how their cruel big almost delinquent son(s) brings home a cute little s/o who can barely make a fist out of the hand. They are wondering how they are still alive, because in the sea they’d be dead already. Protection mode is doubled now.

Aaah I don't wanna go too much into detail cause spoilers for ptm, but this is too cute >_<

The Leech parents are…aware that their sons are not the nicest people, under or above the sea. They can be abrasive, cruel, manipulative, and generally as unpleasant as they can be charming, smooth, and sly. It what will make them good family heads in the future.

To be quite frank, their parents assumed that their preferred partner(s) would be the same, seeing as the twins would make fun of softer, shy and too sweet for their own good individuals growing up. So it's a surprise when their son(s) bring home a small human, all soft with no hard edges, sweet and easily frightened. They look like a quick meal ticket for even the weakest undersea predator. They even curl in on themselves like a shrimp!

Yet, their son(s) look at them with an indescribable amount of fondness, clawed hand wrapped around their own human one as they're shown around the home. Neither are one to complain though, Mama Leech is especially delighted as she swipes (literally, grabs them as she swims by) them away from her sons, seeing how they cling to each other. It's so cute how frightened they get, don't you know to watch your back in the sea?

Papa Leech is charmed, as he watches how they tend to the twins after a scuffle, internally cooing at how sweet they are to care for such scary merfolk. He's always been one to think about the future, and he's concerned about how they'll handle being under the sea, dealing with all sorts of unsavory folk just for their (future) husband(s).

At night before bed, the Leech parents get together and talk about them, and agree: “Morays protect their shrimp.” And as the newly designated symbiote shrimp of the Leech family, you now have four eels ready to smite someone for you, hope you're happy!

#mochi asks #twst #twisted wonderland #floyd leech #jade leech #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #leech parents

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yautjaluvr · 6 months ago

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big mama waow….. need to make…… a bot of her……

#yautja #avp #big mama predator #predator franchise

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blahaj-blazt · 6 months ago

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Predator pride icons

#female yautja #yautja #yautja female #yaujta #big mama predator #predator

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cosmopretty · 8 months ago

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꣑୧ summary- Paige has a bad game and cant help herself but to come home and use you to get over it

warnings- dom!Paige, sub!reader, choking, hair pulling, dirty talk, degradation, strap on sex, strap sucking, dacryphilia, use of “daddy” , thigh riding, multiple orgasms

It had been a bad game for paige, your girlfriend felt as if she'd made them lose, even though you told her over and over it was not her fault “you don’t understand I messed up over and over it was all on me” she told you closing the door behind you two, in your apartment. You knew you were in for it, it became a normal thing when paige had a bad game she would let her anger out on you, not that you minded it all.

She leads you to your shared bedroom and one look at her and you all ready knew you were fucked, literary. She had that look in her eyes you could see before she was about to fuck you dumb.

Paige stared at you before her hands came and pulled your shirt over your head throwing it to the side, along with your pants leaving you in a bra and panties. “God you’re so beautiful can’t wait to break you baby” she says her hand running down her mouth, before walking away opening the drawer you knew all too well. You watched her strip off her clothes, sweat glistening her skin, she puts the 8 inch strap onto her hips, tightening it before turning around to look at you “Get on your knees” she demands walking towards you.

The way she looked at you was the same way a predator looked at its pray, you sit on the floor looking up at her as she sits in front of you on the bed. Her hand comes down to your head grabbing a fist full of your hair pulling your head back “Suck bitch” she says pulling you down on her strap. Paige never really degraded you, she didn’t like it unless she was really about to wreak you.

You wrap your lips around the tip of her strap, before you can get the chance to do anything else her hand pushes you all the way down on her strap. The strap hits the back of your throat pushing against your gag reflex, your hands squeeze both her thighs “Breathe through your nose, you know how princess” she mocks you pulling you up and down her strap by the back of your hair. She loved the way you looked in between her legs, on your knees choking on her dick.

She watches you choke on her strap, bobbing your head up and down before abruptly pulling you off of her. She holds your head up to look at her, tears streaming down your cheeks, your chest moving up and down begging for hair, drool falling out of your mouth “So pretty baby” she whispers her thumb coming down to drag across your lips. You nod your head and look up at her through your lashes “Paige” you whine staring up at her.

“Stand up mama come on” she tells you, you stand up on sore legs your knees shaking slightly. Paige’s hands come down taking off your panties as you step up to get them off, she then takes off your bra as you stand there naked in front of her, your body on display. She stays sitting on the bed, man spreading her hand coming up to rub her jaw “Fuck your so beautiful” she whispers to her self before standing up in front of you, her full height intimidating you.

You stare up at her, your hands coming to hold her waist rubbing up and down, her eyes stare down at you trying her hardest not to get angry, the game playing over and over in her mind only fueling her anger. Her strong hand comes up to hold your neck squeezing slightly “Go lay down” she demands letting go of you and stepping back.

Laying down on the bed bare you watch as Paige walks over to you getting on top of you, straddling your waist. She doesn’t bother to stretch you out first as she pushes the tip of her strap inside of you. You gasp “Paige no- no too big, Paige” you moan at the end as her thumb comes to rub your clit.

“Come on mama take it like a good girl” she tells you slowly pushing inch and inch inside of you slowly before bottoming out. She stills inside of you, tears pool in your eyes from the stretch, Paige swears she can feel how tight you are through the strap “So tight ma so fucking tight” she says breathlessly before slowly moving her hips back and forth.

The big strap pushes in your gummy walls hitting your G spot over and over “Fuck Paige too big too-“ before you can finish your sentence Paige’s hand comes to your mouth covering it.

“Just shut the fuck up and let me fuck you baby” She says rolling her eyes casting her pace, the strap pushing against her clit with every thrust. She thrusts into you over and over her pace fast and relentless, your moans being swallow by her hand. You try and focus your hardest on breathing through your nose as you stare up at Paige whose eyes her staring down at yours. Her hand moves away from your mouth to wipe the tears that have fallen from your eyes “So pretty when you cry” she mumbles pushing harder inside you causing you to moan out.

Paige grabs one of your legs wrapping it around her waist before resuming to thrust into you at a new angle “AH FUCK” you moan out almost yelling as the strap hits that spongey spot inside of you. Paige smirks and continues to push into you at this angle “Fuck daddy” you accidentally moan out before staring up at her wide eyed.

“That’s right I’m your fucking daddy” Paige says laughing as she grabs both your hips pulling you up to match her pace.

She uses you like a doll, fucking into you as if you’re not the girlfriend she loves with her whole heart, and would never harm a hair on your head .

You moan your hands grasping at the bed sheets “Paige- mm gonna come” you moan staring up at her. She nods “Yeah baby come on come for me” she tells you snapping her hips into yours, the strap hitting that spot inside you that makes you see stars.

Your legs shake as the band in your stomach finally snaps, cumming all over her strap. She fucks you through your high not stopping her relentless pace inside you.

“No more Paige please” you beg her overstimulated Paige pouts at you, mocking you “You thought we were done? No baby we’re done when I say we are” she tells you flipping you over on your stomach.

Paige’s hands grab your hips before pushing the strap back into you, bottoming out in one thrust. You whine grabbing the pillow under you, a string of curse words leaving your mouth “Come on you can take it only a few more rounds” Paige tells you.

“Wait rounds?” You ask shocked turning around to look at her before her hand comes to push your face in the pillow, shutting you up while she fucks you.

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lunarsworld · 2 months ago

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Hiiiii, I have a requesttttttt!!!!

Can you do either a sfw or nsfw for a Clark Kent x Reader?

Context, clark is now working for the daily planet, and the reader is an actress. They get married on Feb 14, and they only get a little bit of time together because she has to leave to promote her new movie, so the time apart from each other leaves them craving for each other.....

Please and thank youuuuuu 🩷

wait cus i love this

⊹₊⟡⋆ darling, you’re the one i want

warnings: MDNI 18+, unprotected p in v, explicit language, oral (f receiving), established marriage pairing: clark kent x f!reader

clark was a perfectionist to say the least. he would rather take the hard way to perfection than to take the easy way out with a half-assed project. well, he was until you. you two had been dating for around a year or two and never really talked about the next step in your relationship. but as soon as you gave clark word on your 3+ month long trip for your new movie, he knew he had to put a big fat rock on your finger. you two got married two weeks after he proposed, and even though it wasn’t the perfect wedding, it was perfect because you were now bound together.

throughout the whole trip, all you found yourselves doing was missing each other. at every interview, you found yourself fidgeting with your ring, either talking about clark or wishing he was there to calm your anxieties. and well clark, he watched every single video and livestream he could get his hands on. sending you voicemails every night, complimenting you, praising you, and most of all reminding you to keep letting everybody see that big ring on your dainty little fingers. but the one thing you both missed the most was each others bodies. so when you heard the press tour was done, you made no phone calls and packed your bags, ran to the airport and booked the next flight to metropolis.

“honey i’m home!” you sing out. you swore you never saw his head turn faster in his life. as soon as he processed it was you he sprinted over, lips immediately connecting with yours and trailing down your neck. he was breathing in your scent like he was a predator who found his next meal. he doesn’t even let you begin a conversation before he’s guiding you to your bedroom. he lays you down on the bed, kissing slowly trailing from your neck, to your breasts, and even further down…

“i guess we just won’t talk as soon as i get home,” you joke. he knows you enjoy talking but he cant hold it in anymore. he needs you. “we can talk later, hun. for now i wanna hear her talk.” he says, eyeing down your assumably dripping hole. a blush slowly creeps up to your face as he pulls down your soaked cotton panties with his teeth. he immediately goes to work, putting three fingers in and sucking on your clit rapidly. clark usually liked to take things slow with you, dragging out the orgasm and gradually making your whimpers turn into moans. but now, he was starved. he was eating you out like tomorrow wasn’t promised, causing you to scream his name so loud the apartment complex next door could probably hear you both. once you reach your climax, you completely unravel around him. all the stress you had been holding was now washed away.

he quickly turns you over, putting you in doggy and shoves his pants down. “y’know i was thinking…” he grumbled to himself. you’re too overstimulated by the fact that he just made you cum and now he’s shoving his whole length into your tight hole to realize what he’s saying. “putting a rock on your finger might not be enough. maybe people will get it if your carrying our baby, huh?” he says, in almost a mocking voice. your so lost in the way he’s brutally thrusting his dick into you to answer until he asks again. “darlin’ im gonna need an answer from ya.” and just like that he can feel that your about to come again. “yes, clark! fuck!” you whine as you feel your release approaching. “please give me your babies. gna be such a good mama.” he laughs at your begging but all of a sudden your both cumming at the same time. your juices combining to give you the most wonderful feeling.

he lightly places kisses on your forehead as he adjusts your bodies so your laying on his chest. “sweetheart?” he calls to you, making sure your still awake. you grumble in response, not having the brain capacity to even form a response. “never leave me again, just bring me with you. can’t deal with that again.” you just nod your head and smile. you never knew someone could be so attached to you, but you were pretty damn glad you made him your husband.

#꒰ঌlunars world໒꒱#clark kent smut #smallville clark kent #clark kent x reader #clark kent x y/n #clark kent x you

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skeyfruit · 6 months ago

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hear me out cake with my friend

#I almost forgot about big mama #Predator #Alien #xenomorph #neomorph #penny #Major grom #hear me out #female yautja #yautja #ghost

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russo-woso · 2 months ago

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First match || Alessia Russo x reader

Request | Masterlist

Summary Bubba has her first match

-> Part of the A New Adventure universe

When the date came through for the beginning of the season, you and Alessia went a bit… crazy.

And no it’s not the beginning of the season for the two of you, instead it was the beginning of the season for Florence.

Wren and her teammates were old enough now to start playing in a youth league.

It was something you and Alessia had been dreaming of since you found out you were having a baby.

With the two of you being footballers, your baby was bound to have some kind of sporting gene, and like you suspected, Florence ended up being a football lover.

She jumped up and down with excitement when you told her she’d be playing her first match in only a matter of weeks.

It was big deal, your bubba’s first match, and you’d prepared for it for a long time but nothing could have prepared you for Alessia’s reaction.

“We’ve got to go.” Alessia had said once you’d told her.

“Where?”

“To sports direct. She needs new boots, new gloves, shin pads, everything bubba could need.” Alessia rambled, running to put her shoes and coat on.

“Lessi, baby, calm down. She’s got all that stuff.”

“I got boots, mummy, look.” Florence pointed out, pointing the predators next to her kit bag that was lying around due to Florence having training later that day.

“I know, bubba, but you’ve got to have the best gear.”

“Less…”

“Nope, come on, let’s go.”

Despite you and Alessia being strikers, Florence had an undoubtedly incredible talent in goal.

Which lead you to standing in front of the glove section at sports direct.

“I want the ones auntie Mary wears.” Florence said, holding the pair of puma gloves in her hands.

“Wren, me and mama have sponsors with adidas, you can’t wear puma.” Alessia explained, handing a pair of adidas gloves to Florence.

“No, I want auntie Mary’s gloves.” Florence wailed, stomping her foot in anger.

“Hey! Wren you don’t stomp your foot.” You told her

“Sorry, mama.” The four year old apologised, her bottom lip trembling as her eyes welled with tears.

“Let her have them. She’s a four year old girl and the gloves are pink, they’re clearly the ones she’s gonna pick.” You whispered to Alessia

“Wren, bubba, do you really want auntie Mary’s gloves?”

“Yes!” Florence exclaimed, her face brightening up as the following words left Alessia’s mouth.

“You can have them.”

“Thank you, mummy.” Florence said, jumping onto Alessia.

“You’re so welcome, bubba.” Alessia whispered, holding Florence close. “Now which boots do you want?”

“The ones auntie LeLe wears.”

“The Nike ones?”

“Yes!”

“That’s even worse…”

After a very expensive shopping trip, and lots of preparation, the day of the match was finally here.

You and Alessia were bundled in layers as you braved the cold around you.

Florence had woken the two of you up at six o’clock, jumping on your bed full of excitement.

You couldn’t stay mad at her for long. One look at her blue eyes and the anger was gone.

You had gotten her ready in her kit, getting emotional as you looked at her.

Her shirt was far too big for her and although she was still small, she had a confident look on her face.

Alessia quietly entered the room, wrapping her arm around your waist as you both looked at your daughter.

Alessia also had tears in her eyes, clearly just as emotional as you were.

“Mummy, mama, why you cry?” Florence asked

“You’re growing up so quickly, bubba. Can you not just stay this small?” You told her, kissing her head as you enveloped her in a hug.

“Mama, I’m a growing girl. I got to grow. I always be your bubba though.”

That just made you burst out into tears.

Florence wrapped her arms around your’s and Alessia’s legs whilst Alessia hugged you.

The three of you had stayed hugging for a moment or two before the realisation that you’d be late hit.

When you got to the pitch, Florence started sprinting to her teammates, not even saying goodbye to the two of you.

Alessia took your hand in hers as you walked towards the other parents.

Greeting them with a smile, you soon started a conversation about how nervous you were for the team’s first game.

The conversation soon stopped when about thirty voices were heard behind you.

Turning around, you were met with all the Arsenal girls plus a few other friends from the England squad or passed teams.

“What’re they all doing here?” You whispered to Alessia

“I mentioned Wrens first game to Kyra and it spread throughout the team.” Alessia explained

You’d mentioned it to a few close teammates and friends, just a few - Tooney, Lotte, and Mary - and promised to film clips for them but what you didn’t expect was for the whole team to come.

“What’re all you lot doing here?” You asked with a smile, hugging everyone as they focused on the pitch - attempting to spot the future lioness.

“We’ve come to watch our favourite keeper, no offence Daph.” Leah said, looking towards Daphne who just smiled at the comment.

“What about me though? I thought I was your favourite keeper.” A voice exclaimed

“Mary? Why are you here?” Alessia questioned, hugging Mary tightly before Mary hugged you.

“I couldn’t not see my mini me play her first game.” Mary told you, waving at Florence who had spotted her auntie Mary straight away.

“Auntie Mary!” Florence screamed, running and jumping into Mary’s arms.

“Hi, mini keeper. Oh my, look at your gloves!”

“Your gloves, auntie Mary.”

Alessia rolled her eyes as the topic arose again - it being a sensitive topic in your household.

“Mummy doesn’t like them, but I love them!” Wren exclaimed

“Wren, bubba, you need to go warm up. It will be kick off soon.” You reminded her as Mary put her back on the floor.

Both you and alessia crouched down to be in line with your daughter.

“Me and mummy are so proud of you, Wren.” You whispered as you hugged her.

“You’re going to do so well, bubba.” Alessia told her, kissing her head.

As Florence ran back into the field, cheers were heard from the sideline that was entirely made up of the Arsenal squad.

You and alessia smiled, looking at all your daughter’s aunties who had turned up to watch her first game.

Florence was so loved and If it wasn’t obvious before, it was definitely obvious now.

Both teams were ready now, everyone in their correct positions.

Just before the whistle blew, you watched Florence take seven jumps.

“Lessi, look.” You pointed to Florence

“I’m gonna cry.” Alessia said, her voice breaking as tears welled in her eyes - the moment already being overwhelming but seeing that was the cherry on top.

The whistle blew and the game soon kicked off.

“Am I late? Did I miss it?” A Manchester accent shouted

“Tooney! You came from Manchester?”

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world? Where is she?” Ella asked as the two of you pointed to Florence stood in goal, her little face full of concentration.

“Go on, Wren!” Ella cheered, her voice echoing around the field.

“Auntie Tooney, too loud!” Wren scowled

“That told you.”

“You were incredible out there, bubba!” You said, picking wren up as she walked over after the game.

“A clean sheet and player of the match? I must be a good coach.” Mary said, fist bumping Florence as alessia swooped her up into her arms.

“My bubba played her first game!”

“Mummy, I’m not a baby!”

“You’ll always be mine and mamas baby. Even when you’re thirty.”

“Even when I’m a lioness?” Wren asked

“Even when you’re a gunner and lioness. Me and mama will always be your biggest fan, cheering you on in the crowd.”

“You’re going to be England future star, bubba.”

Florence smiled, a glint in her eyes as she imagined herself in goal at Wembley.

“If you can dream it, you can do it, baby.” You told her, kissing her cheek.

“I’m going to play at Tottenham.” Florence revealed - the Tottenham Hotspur stadium being one of the only stadiums she can remember.

“I’m sorry, what did you say, Missy?” Leah asked, her eyes wide.

“Tottenham!”

“We need to sit and have a chat.”

#woso #woso community #woso x reader #woso imagine #womens football #woso fanfics #alessia russo #alessia russo fluff #alessia russo imagine #alessia russo x reader

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landograndprix · 1 year ago

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part one - part ii

➪ Charles hasn't paid much attention to you after your daughter was born but a certain Brit does.

➪ Everything seems to be going right and life seems amazing, at least to the others..not for you.

➪ established relationship mom!reader x dad!Charles x lando

➪ this came to me as I was running a high fever, stop judging me..i also needed a charles fic here, No lando in this one yet, Charles ain't a real good partner and google translate is my bestest friend

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charlesgirlies Charles and Zoë in y/n's story today 🥰

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cahlossainz oh

chilisainz oh my god I'm dead 😭

↳ bott_ass bestie same

charles16 she needs to keep feeding us dad Charles please!!

leclerc_16 volunteering to be his baby mama

lanlan Zoë is just the cutest little bean 🥰

↳ charlesgirlies she is! 🥰

lanlan lil cutie like her mom :)

charlesgirlies and her dad!

charloslesainz y/n living my dream life 😭

landoscar I just know zoë has Charles wrapped around her finger

yukisan didn't know y/n and charles were together let alone have a kid 😂

↳ clsixteen have you been living under a rock? It was a big scandal when they were seen together 5 years ago?? 😭

yukisan I'm new so i dont have all the lore, just thought they were friends because they both come from Monaco 😅

leckerkcharles y/n the predator and her victims

mrsleclerc love that there's still people in the comments being mad about them dating 💀

↳ carlandooo for real it's been 5 years people and charles is not little sauber Charles anymore 🤡

charlesgirlies people be acting like y/n is 40 years older than charles

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y/nusername babes big day out 🏖

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noellepicard she's a little mermaid 🧜🏻‍♀️

charlesssss I can't, she's the cutest 😭

charles_leclerc princesse ❤️

↳ charloslesainz stop it, he's such a girl dad imma throw up

hamilt44n man is made to be a dad honestly

manon_roux lucky to have the prettiest girls in the world with me 🥰

↳ joris__trouche je n'ai pas reçu mon invitation? (i didn't get my invite)

y/nusername probablement parce que je n'en ai pas envoyé :) (probably because i didn't send one)

joris__trouche comportement inacceptable (unacceptable behaviour)

charles_leclerc Joris est une des filles maintenant 😂 (joris is one of the girls now)

y/nusername Je devrais lui acheter une mini-jupe et des talons hauts pour nos prochaines vacances :') (should buy him a mini skirt and some high heels for our next vacation)

manon_roux j'aimerais voir cela se produire 🤣 (i'd love to see that happen)

joris__trouche j'aurais l'air sexy et tu ne peux pas le nier (i'd look sexy and you can't deny it)

sharl16 no idea what they're saying but I agree 😭

landoscar her little feeties 🥺

leclerc_16 am I the only one who finds it strange that they haven't been together this summer break?

↳ carlosleclerc they were bestie, they spend time together with friends in Monaco last week..they're both on their girls and boys vacation..pretty normal

leclerc_16 oh I've missed that part..still something feels off

carlosleclerc I mean y/n gave birth to their daughter not that long ago and its probably not the best idea to fly with a new born/baby all around the world. I'm sure they're fine..

leclerc_16 mmm you're probably right, would hate to see them split up though

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y/nusername juste toi et moi à l'infini, petite fille 💗 (just you and me to infinity, little girl.)

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noellepicard 😍

yourmumsuser mes anges ❤️ (my angels)

charloslesainz 'just you and me' doesn't sit right with me lmfao

↳ thurthur my god it's just a caption 💀

landoscar for real they're always reaching for things

thurthur they always trying to start shit and it's getting annoying and repetitive

clsixteen never seen such a cute kid 🥰

francisca.cgomes need to meet her soon!

↳ y/nusername your always welcome!

bananaclerc cutest little bunny 🐰

manon_roux mon lapinou ❤️ (my bunny)

joris__trouche mon petit monstre ❤️ (my little monster)

↳ hamilt44n stop this kid is so loved 😭

sainzleclerc feeding the delulu fans with that caption

↳ charlesgirlies it's literally just a damn caption!!!

sainzleclerc I know but the crazy charles girlies haven't seen them together in a while and don't forget Charles hasn't mentioned zoë in a while.. things add up in their heads 🤡

charles_leclerc mes princesses ❤️

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Mila's Biting Phase

Ingrid Engen x Mapi Leon x DaughterMila

It was a rare free weekend for Ingrid and Mapi, and they decided to spend the entire day at home with their little daughter, Mila. At two years old, Mila was the sweetest baby, full of giggles and cuddles. But today, they were about to discover a very sharp problem.

Mapi was sitting on the playmat with Mila, watching as the little girl excitedly showed off a new toy she had received from her Tia Frido. Mapi cooed over it, ruffling Mila's soft hair before scooping her up into her arms.

“Come on, pequena, let's go. Mama is calling us for lunch.”

Just as she stood up, she felt a sharp, unexpected pain in her neck.

“Ay, Mila!” Mapi yelped, nearly dropping the toddler in surprise. She quickly adjusted her grip and held the little girl at arm's length. Mila, instead of looking guilty, flashed a wide, proud grin, her tiny teeth on full display.

“Dios mio, she bit me!” Mapi grumbled as she entered the kitchen, still holding Mila away from her body like a ticking time bomb.

Ingrid turned from where she was setting the table and raised an eyebrow. “Mila wouldn’t do that.”

Mapi scoffed. “Look at my neck, Ingrid.” She marched to the mirror and sure enough, there were tiny bite marks visible on her skin.

Ingrid frowned as she looked between her wife and her daughter, who was happily playing with her toy in her highchair, as if she hadn’t just committed an attack.

“It was probably just a one-time thing,” Ingrid reasoned. “She’s still little. Maybe she was just testing something out.”

But they soon realized it was far from a one-time thing.

Over the following weeks, it became clear that Mila had a new habit—biting. And not just food or teething rings. She bit her toys, her mothers, her Tias, and, most concerningly, she even attempted to bite Bagheera. Thankfully, the cat was quicker and avoided the chomp, though she was noticeably more cautious around the little vampire from that day on.

Ingrid and Mapi were at a loss. Why had their sweet little girl suddenly turned into a tiny predator?

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One day, at the Barcelona training facility, Mila was waddling around the gym, happily chatting with the players. She found Esmee and Kika, who were more than happy to entertain her. For a while, everything was going smoothly—until a sudden scream echoed through the gym.

“Ow! Mila bit me!” Kika exclaimed, holding her finger while Esmee burst into laughter.

Mila stood next to them, grinning proudly.

Mapi rushed over, already scolding her daughter. “Mila, no! Biting is bad. You can’t do that!”

But Mila wasn’t listening. Instead, her eyes wandered, already searching for her next victim.

Esmee smirked at Mapi. “She’s not taking you seriously, Mapi.”

Mila soon spotted Caroline and trotted over to her, arms raised in a silent request to be picked up. Caroline, unaware of the biting terror, lifted her up without hesitation.

“Caro, be careful,” Ingrid warned. “She’s been biting everyone.”

Caroline just shrugged. “She won’t bite me.”

To everyone's surprise, she was right. After an entire hour, Mila remained perfectly behaved in Caroline’s arms. No bites, no mischief—just cuddles.

When training ended, Caroline handed Mila back to Ingrid.

“How did you do that?” Ingrid asked, incredulous.

Caroline smirked. “Maybe I just don’t taste good.”

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That evening, Ingrid and Mapi decided to have a serious talk with their daughter. They sat her down, looking into her big, curious eyes.

“Mila,” Ingrid began gently. “You can’t bite people. It hurts them.”

Mapi nodded. “And hurting people isn’t good, peque.”

Mila tilted her head, thinking. Then, with the most serious expression her little face could muster, she said, “But I’m a lion. Lions bite. That’s what they do.”

She finished her statement with a small “Rawr!” and bared her tiny teeth for emphasis.

Ingrid and Mapi exchanged looks, trying not to laugh.

Ingrid pulled Mila into her lap. “Yes, you’re our little lion cub. But even lions have rules. No biting people, and no biting Bagheera.”

Mila pondered this for a moment, then slowly nodded. “Okay. No biting.”

It took a couple more slip-ups, but soon enough, their little vampire-turned-lion cub stopped biting completely. And peace was restored—also much to Bagheera’s relief.

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