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[anakinstwinklebunny]

Request!! Sam buying you a mistletoe belly button piercing for Christmas as you spend Christmas at his mom’s house this year with his stepdad and family. After everyone opens their gifts you go in the kitchen to grab a glass of water where he follow you and hands you a small gift box with the piercing, he then sneakily goes to town on you in the kitchen making sure you keep a lookout since you have to kiss under the mistletoe🙈

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Author's note: yayyyy first - the request is FIREEE and so sam-coded 😔🙏 second - WELCOME TO THE RABBIT FAMILY NONNIE

Also this is for @litt1e-misssunsh1ne who requested some smut with Sam!

MONROE household on Christmas morning was cozy and extremely chaotic - from Sam's stepbrothers running all around, to his parents trying to both calm the kids and prepare the food. Wrapping paper strewn across the living room floor with the faint sound of Christmas carols coming from the old stereo. You were perched on the arm of the couch, sipping your hot chocolate and watching as Sam’s mom fussed over her husband’s new socks, her laugh ringing out as she teased him about his gift. Sam sat beside you, looking effortlessly handsome in his black Henley, his dark eyes soft every time they landed back on you.

After the last gift was opened and the room settled into a lazy post-present bliss, you excused yourself to the kitchen for a glass of water. You barely had time to reach for the cabinet when you felt Sam’s presence behind you, his body warm and solid as he pressed against your back.

"Hey, got something for you," he murmured, voice low and teasing as he placed a small box in the palm your hand.

Your brow arched “Another gift? Thought we already did that.”

He smirked, tongue flicking over his bottom lip in that way that always made your heart do a flip “This one’s special. Open it.”

With a playful roll of your eyes, you untied the tiny ribbon and popped the lid. Nestled inside was a mistletoe belly button piercing, delicate but cheeky, the kind of thing that made your cheeks flush and your thighs press together.

“Sam…” you started, but he didn’t give you a chance to finish.

He hooked his finger under your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. “Figured you’d like it. And, y’know, tradition says mistletoe means kissing, so…”

Before you could respond, his lips were on yours, warm and insistent, stealing your breath as his hands slipped around your waist. The kiss deepened, his tongue sliding against yours in a way that made you weak in the knees. You tried to pull back, to remind him you were in his mom’s kitchen, but he was relentless, his mouth moving down your neck to that sensitive spot just below your ear.

“Sam, we can’t,” you whispered, even as your fingers tangled in his hair.

He grinned, breath hot against your skin. “We’re under the mistletoe, babe. Gotta follow the rules.”

His hands slid under your sweater, fingertips grazing your bare skin as he pressed you against the counter. One hand traveled lower, tugging at the waistband of your leggings while his lips found their way to your collarbone. Your breath hitched, your heart racing as his hand slipped beneath the fabric, fingers teasing the edge of your panties.

“Sam, your mom…” you hissed, glancing toward the doorway.

“She’s busy,” he murmured, lips trailing lower. “Besides, I’ll be quick.”

Before you could protest again, he was on his knees, pulling your leggings and panties down in one swift motion. His eyes flicked up to meet yours, dark and full of mischief. “Guess I’m the first to kiss under the mistletoe,” smirked, kissing the spot just below your navel, his tongue flicking over your skin.

Your hands gripped the counter as his mouth moved lower, his tongue and lips working magic that left you trembling. Every swipe of his tongue, every gentle suck, had you biting your lip to keep quiet, your body arching toward him as he held you firmly in place.

“Keep an eye out, baby,” he teased, his voice muffled against you. “Don’t want anyone walking in, do we?”

You tried to focus, tried to listen for footsteps, but it was impossible with the way he worked you, his tongue pushing you closer to the edge with every calculated movement. Your fingers tangled in his hair, your breaths coming in short, shaky gasps as you fought to keep from crying out.

“Sam,” you whimpered, your body tightening as you hovered on the brink. “Oh, God…”

He hummed against you, the vibration sending a shiver up your spine as you came undone, your body trembling under his touch. He didn’t stop until you were shaking, until you had to push at his shoulders to catch your breath.

Standing, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, that cocky grin firmly in place. “Merry Christmas, babe.”

You glared at him, still breathless. “You’re impossible.”

He kissed you, soft and sweet this time, before tucking you back into your leggings and smoothing your sweater. And as the sound of footsteps approached, he winked at you. “Better keep that mistletoe piercing in. Never know when Santa might stop by.”

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[anakinstwinklebunny]

Okay imagine dilf!Anakin getting you pregnant and despite your controversial age gap shows your bump off whenever he can. Family dinner? He’s personally coming behind you and pulling your shirt back a bit to enunciate your bump. Not allowed to go swimming without him making you wear the tiniest bikini, show off that little bump. Oh and don’t forget the overprotectiveness.

He takes off his prosthetic arm when he’s cuddling you in fear of hurting your bump no matter how big or small it is, he’s completely obsessed. And don’t get me started on how he’d act when the baby finally comes

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Author's note: nonnie I've missed you!!! PLS THIS IS AWESOME GIVE ME MORE TILL I PASS OUT also thank you @lacebird for feeding me with this photo above, I'm salivating..

DILF!ANAKIN lives for the fact that he got you pregnant, and he makes it his personal mission to highlight that fact every chance he gets. He's just so obsessed with how your belly swells, how radiant you look every day (even tho you literally vomit, have swing moods - that man loves it all) he can't bring himself to hide it.

So when it comes to family dinners, you barely even sit down before his large hands are all over you, smoothing down your shirt like he’s straightening a pure masterpiece. “Come here, baby,” he murmurs, sliding behind you - palms possessively framing your bump. And he doesn’t stop there since it's Anakin we talk about. Those long fingers lifting the hem of your shirt just enough to expose the gentle swell of your belly before his hands just sprawls all over it, trying to feel you skin-to-skin

But it's worse if he's doing it before your or his family - you’re all mortified, cheeks burning with embarrassment he apparently doesn't feel but it’s not like you can stop him. If anything, the smug grin on his face grows even more when he notices how flustered you are. “What?” he teases but before your pretty lips can even open to scold him, he's all leaning down, pressing gentle kiss to this sweet spot on your neck, mouth by your ear - "c'mon, can't have you hiding all the time now, right? Have to show up my perfect treasure"

Swimming? Do not even think about wearing something that hides you. Anakin has you in bikinis so small you feel naked. He sits by the pool, legs spread wide, eyes locked on you through the sunglasses as if to make sure you're all safe. Hand rests on his thigh, thumb twitching like he’s stopping himself from dragging you back out of the water.

“Turn around, angel,” he calls out, tone of his voice making you blush, spreading this heat over your body. When you do, he smirks like he’s won the greatest prize ever “Beautiful,” he adds

And at night? Oh, you thought cuddling would be normal? Think again. Before you even get comfortable, Anakin’s already taking off his bionic arm. You'd roll your eyes every time, but he's all shaking his head, acting so serious

“No way,” he said “What if I accidentally press too hard? Not happening.” He settles behind you, pulling you against his chest, real hand immediately spreading over your swollen bump. Lips finding your delicate spot on your shoulder and it's where he's all murmuring to the baby, fingers stroking so softly over the curve of your tummy, drawing circles and shapes over the spots where the baby moved lately

“Gonna be the second most beautiful girl in the whole world - right after your momma..One queen, one princess - both already having daddy wrapped around their fingers"

And when the baby comes, he’s absolutely wrecked, usual cocky behavior replaced with something painfully tender. He holds them like they’re the most fragile, precious thing in the galaxy. He holds them so gently yet firmly out of fear to break it or lost it from his arms “Hey there, little one,” he whispers, brushing a finger along their tiny cheek.

Yet he never forgets you. Not for a second. After putting the baby down for a nap, he'd be all yours, pulling you into his lap like you weigh nothing. “Do you even realize what you’ve done?” he asks quietly, hand moves to your belly -- still soft and round post-pregnancy -- and he pressed a tender, loving kiss to your forehead, then to your cheeks, lips, nose, eyebrows, eyelids, jawline, neck

“You gave me everything, baby,” he murmurs. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you know it.”

And because he’s Anakin, he won’t stop touching you - lips on your temple, hands cradling your waist, fingers brushing over the swell of your belly as if he’s already thinking about doing it all over again. But the most important thing is that he's there - all supportive, all understanding, giving you all the time you want to get back to your state before pregnancy (but let's be honest, his emotions towards you won't change because of your body)

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[anakinstwinklebunny]

Hey Bun Bun just lettin you know i did love the Sam x Mermaid!reader you did, thank youuu 🩷🩷

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Hi 🦢 Nonnie, I'm glad you liked it cus as I said, I didn't watch h2o (which feels like a crime) and I feel like I've made the reader mostly the mermaid and not human-mermaid 😭😭 but shhhh maybe none really noticed 🤫

[anakinstwinklebunny]

scott barringer is the type of guy to ask you for hickeys on the side of his neck so that all the girls at school who like him will know he has a girlfriend 😣 (because reader goes to another school)

its like SO dumb high schooler coded

not a request! just wanted to share my thoughts <3 also may I be 🪻 anon?!?!

It's so Scott coded too oh my - he'd even make sure everyone can directly take a glimpse of it

AHHH YESSS YOU CAN, I HAVE MY FIRST ANON OH MY FREAKING UGHHHHHH CRYING RN

[anakinstwinklebunny]

Bunny I read the fic I LOVE IT I can just imagine this happening with the twins you’re amazingggg, the ending was perfect tho dw pooks

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[anakinstwinklebunny]

MY GOD QUEEN I WAS THE ANNON WHO ASKED FOR THE SAM AND SCOTT HIGH SCHOOL LOVE

I SCREAMED OUT AND LOUDLY AAAAHHHHHH

You are INCREDIBLE OMGGGGG🙏. I really thought you had thought it was a bad idea or a boring oneeee😭😭

I AM SO HAPPY THANK YOU SO MUCHHHHHH❤️🎀

Queen, this request was AMAZING.PERFECT.JUST A CHERRY ON TOP OF ALL THINGS

YOU'RE SO VERY MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHH WELCOME

[anakinstwinklebunny]

can I pls be ur 💝 anon?

i have been reading everything you put out and I'm soo obsessed 💝

i love your writing bunny pls take care🤗

OFC YOU CAN AGHH!!!! I'm glad I've made you obsessed 🤧😏

[anakinstwinklebunny]

The ani fic was so good ahhh stoppp he’s such a papa bear

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I was worried you'd not like it tbh since I didn't have any much better idea for that (but your request SLAYED)

[anakinstwinklebunny]

hiii bunny 🐰

i don't know whether or not you got my request from a while back

it was about headcanons clay beresford and reader who both grew up together and super rich and from the time they were kids there parents had been pushing them to get married but they actually really love each other?

sorry if it's super long I'm half asleep

love youuuu

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Dear 💝 nonnie, of course I got your beautiful request. Didn't forget about it at all! I'm just still working on it, hope it's okay :3 Wishing you the best dreams, cold pillow and amazing morning <33 get rest