#clyde logan x pregnant reader

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Love You More

Clyde Logan x Reader

Every day he arrived home to the smell of food. Every night he arrived home and you waited for him. 

It was your routine.

You cooked, and waited. Sometimes he found you watching something on TV or reading, but you were always there, smiling when he stepped through the door.

Lately, he had been working a lot. Trying to save up as much as he could for a house. And you just sat there, always waiting for him, like the angel you were.

However, one night he arrived home and you were nowhere to be found, you weren't in the kitchen or on the couch.

Clyde felt his stomach drop as he rushed through the house, trying to find you.

It didn't take him long to find you in bed.

You looked like you barely made it under the covers. One of your hands on the pillow by your head, the other holding your baby bump. 

Clyde's heart immediately melted. He knew you have been having many issues with your pregnancy, you became extremely picky with food, you feel tired all the time and the constant sickness. The other day his perfume made you sick.

Clyde wanted to help, but you assured him this was only temporary. Just like at the beginning of your pregnancy when you craved chocolate all the time, this will pass as well.

He moved the blanket over you, he kissed your forehead before he moved to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. When he checked the time, it was rather early, compared to other times when he arrived home.

10:14 pm

Clyde quickly sat down to finish his meal when he heard the floorboard creak.

"Honey?" your voice called out.

"Yes?" he replied, knowing you got scared someone might have broke in.

And surely enough, he soon watched you walk into the living room, sat down next to him on the couch but not before you gave him a small kiss.

"Sorry, I couldn't cook for you."

"It's okay, the leftovers are fine." he said as he took another bite of the stew you made yesterday.

"I felt very sick today, couldn't even go to the supermarket."

"Oh, you could have called me, I would have stopped on my way home."

"No, I wanted you home quickly." you placed your head on his shoulder, rubbing your stomach.

"I'll have a word with her later, she really shouldn't cause you this much trouble."

"Why are you so sure it's a girl?" you laughed slightly.

"I just have a hunch," he said as he finished his food and looked at you. 

"Well, Mr Hunch, you better quickly shower and join me in bed, I need you to cuddle after all."

Clyde didn't need to be told twice.

He was quick to shower. He left his prosthetic in the bathroom, with you, he didn't need it, and with you he didn't have to hide.

You were already tucked under the warm blanket when he got out of the bathroom and headed for the bed.

It took him a couple steps to get to you, but soon, he was holding you tight. 

And you both fell asleep.

Only, a couple hours later, Clyde woke up to you running out of bed and into the bathroom, he heard you vomit as he checked the time 

1:23 am

He quickly followed you and helped you, rubbing your back as you flushed the toilet. He then watched you brush your teeth before he moved to the kitchen for some water.

You were laying in bed, tired when he joined you again, placing the water on your nightstand.

He laid down next to you but soon moved close to your belly, lifting your shirt, he started to rub your bump.

"Hi Baby, this is your Daddy. You have been causing a lot of trouble for your mommy, I need you to calm down a little so she can sleep." he felt you running your fingers through his hair as he spoke. "We both need mommy to be well-rested, okay?" he then placed a kiss on your skin before moving up and kissing you as well.

"I love you so much Clyde."

"I love you more."

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[anessthesiaa]

Clyde/Paterson/Flip HC’s during Pregnancy (Requested)

CW/TW: Mentions of pregnancy, labor, birth, and pregnancy symptoms

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Clyde

From the beginning, Clyde was ecstatic that you were pregnant, showering you with kisses when you told him, so excited that he would get to be a dad.

Clyde was caring of you, offering back rubs, feet rubs when they became swollen, whatever cravings you had, encouraging you to eat to your heart’s content, making you your favorite meals, no matter what they are.

As a bartender, when Clyde saw you uncomfortable, upset, or hormonal, in general, he wanted to make you a drink to soothe and relax you, and you couldn’t lie, you missed his cocktails that he made special, just for you. Instead, he would make you all kinds of non-alcoholic drinks, served in fancy glasses.

Sex wasn’t something that bothered Clyde, at all. He would spoon you, wrapping his arm around your belly, stroking your swollen breasts, kissing your neck, allowing you to take as much time as needed, everytime making sure you could come before him. 

The only part when he would really panic was during birth, he couldn’t stand to do as much as spank you, much less watch you go through labor. Regardless, he would stay by your side, encouraging you and supporting you the entire time, eager to care for you afterwards, helping you to shower, and clean, cook, just about anything you asked, making sure you could heal.

Paterson

Paterson is undoubtedly the biggest softie, when he found out, he would hug you, picking you up and twirling you in his arms, trying at first to contain himself but ending up crying happily on you, telling you how much he adored you, what a great mommy you would be.

He waited on you, hand and foot, whatever you possibly needed. When you were farther along, he refused to let you clean, or cook, wanting you to get as much rest as you needed. He would wrap you in blankets, holding you when you didn’t feel well, making sure to give you plenty of water, your favorite foods to comfort you. He wouldn’t hesitate to take care of you during the worst parts, when you cried over dog food commercials, holding you close, stroking your hair, doing whatever it took to make you feel better. He ran bubble baths for you constantly, washing your hair, washing your body, making sure to help you with all the hard to reach spots, never letting you apologize or feel bad for any symptoms.

Admittedly, Paterson worried about sex, you tried so many times to reassure him that it wouldn’t hurt, how much you wanted it, even showed him medical studies and articles, everything he would need to know to be safe. He eventually would try it, letting you on top, so you could go as slow as needed, the whole time holding your hands, stroking your belly, asking if you were okay, if you were in pain, and letting you come whenever you wanted to, obeying anything you told him to do.

Watching you in labor was hard for Paterson, seeing you in pain brought him to tears, but he would do his best to reassure you, stroking your hair and holding your hand, not leaving your side. When the baby was finally there, Paterson would absolutely be a sobbing mess, praising you and letting you know how good you did, how proud he was of you. 

Flip

When Flip out you were pregnant, he would be in disbelief at first, and when it finally sank in, he would praise you endlessly, telling you how excited he was, how he couldn't wait to shop with you, how if he had a boy, he couldn’t wait to teach him to shoot, and if it was a girl how he would dress her up in all of the cute outfits you chose together, that she was his princess.

Flip would jump at absolutely any opportunity to take care of you, kneading out the tight knots in your back, your legs, your feet, letting you relax and eat as he did so. He would listen to any concerns and worries you had, holding your hand and reassuring you, letting you know he would take care of you, promising that it would all be okay. When you were upset, irritated, anything, Flip would sit with you, letting you lean on him, crying if you needed, ranting, whatever it was, he was there.

Flip was absolutely at ease with sex, ready to try any position with you, asking you what felt best and going with that, telling you how beautiful you look, how much he adored your body, how sexy you were, even if you were insecure as hell, he would always find a way to make you feel beautiful.

Flip was supportive during birth, strong by your side, holding your hand through contractions, letting you squeeze as hard as you needed, not afraid of any smells or sights, praising you for how strong you were, how proud he was, the entire time, and although he may have been just a little tearful when it was all over, he would try to hide it, but would end up overcome with joy, happy to have stayed by your side, how amazing of a job you did.

[rynwritesstuff]

Yay I’m so glad you’re here!!! I read the HC’s for dad!Clyde and melted into a puddle and was wondering if you could write a lil something SPICY with him? Being such a good dad like that can’t NOT turn you on!!!

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Thank u, already have LOVED what you’ve put out!!

Oh my gosh, right!? Dad!Clyde is one of my faves, he's just so CUDDLY and SUPPORTIVE and PERFECT. I love that man so much.

I gotchu ;) I made this a little spicy and a little sweet, because you know that's how our boy is!

Pregnancy Sex + Clyde Logan

NSFW: PIV sex, Creampie/Unprotected sex, Slight breeding kink on Clyde's part

Warnings: Pregnant!Reader, Mentions of weight gain (in a positive light!)

"Darlin'?" Clyde calls when he gets home from work. You're on him moments later, coming downstairs wearing . . . Well, nothing. His eyes widen, and he hurries to close and lock the door behind him.

"Why, hello there, pretty lady," he says, cock twitching in his jeans.

You hum, walking up to him, your bare feet padding on the wooden floor.

"Hey, handsome," you say, tugging him down by his collar so that you can kiss him. "C'mere, I missed you."

He puts his hand on your hip, feeling your soft curves and smooth skin. Stretch marks run across your swollen stomach, and he traces a few of them with his fingers. He loves them.

"Yeah?" he asks, smiling against your lips as you pull him towards the stairs. "I couldn't tell, t'be honest with ya."

You smack his chest lightly as the two of you laugh.

"Come upstairs, babe," you say. "I need you. Like, right the fuck now."

Clyde pushes his hand between your legs gently.

He grunts softly, pulling his hand away so that you can turn around and head upstairs.

"Goddamn, darlin'. You're soaked."

"Mm, only for you," you say, laughing as you reach the bedroom. Clyde's undone his belt by the time he reaches the room, and he tosses it to the floor. He goes to unbutton his shirt, but you move his hand out of the way and do it yourself. You push that off, then tug at his undershirt.

His bare chest is revealed to you, and you run your hands over his skin. He's gained some "sympathy" weight since you got pregnant, but you don't mind it one bit. It only makes him more handsome in your eyes.

You undo his pants, and he pushes his jeans down along with his underwear. He steps out of them, then leans forward to kiss you again. You take his throbbing cock into your hand, stroking him slowly.

He sighs against your lips.

"Babygirl," he hums. "I need ya."

You nod, then lie back on the bed.

"Split me open, baby," you say, spreading your legs for him. "I need it so fuckin' bad."

So, your husband lines himself up with your entrance, and thrusts into you quickly. You groan, your head falling back, and you grip his biceps.

"Goddamn!" you yell, eyebrows knitted together as he begins to roll his hips.

He's huge, both long and thick, and fuck, you're lucky. So, so incredibly lucky to have him.

Clyde rubs your clit with the pad of his thumb as he fucks you, and you feel yourself getting close embarrassingly fast. Your breasts are bouncing, and the bed is creaking, and your man is making the most attractive sounds you've ever heard . . .

Clyde looks at your belly, observing how big and swollen you've become. He did that to you. He fucked you so hard, and came so much, that you got nice and pregnant.

"Mmph!" he moans. "'M gettin' close, darlin'."

You nod.

"Mm, me too!"

You're rubbing tight circles around your clit, now, and your cunt begins to spasm. He feels it, and grips your hip desperately as he chases his release.

He yells your name when he finally cums, and this sends you right over the edge as well. You moan, tugging at his hair with your free hand as you rub your engorged clit.

"Clyde!" you sigh. "Oh, fuck! Baby!"

His chest is heaving as he slows his thrusts and pulls out carefully. He watches his cum drip out of your pretty pussy, then gently fingers it back inside of you. You hum as he then lies down beside you.

You cuddle into his broad, strong chest.

"You're sweet," you whisper, kissing his throat. "I really like you, you know that?"

He laughs, glancing down at the ring on your finger.

He takes your hand.

"I'd certainly hope so, darlin'."

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[clydeluckylogan]

Alright, hit me with your best soft thoughts for this prompt: Clyde’s reaction to finding out you’re pregnant with twins. Go!

[callmehopeless]

my dear Hoppo please can i have headcannons of pregnancy sex with Clyde for thirsty thursday? reading through these pregnancy asks has me feeling some type of way

I can’t remember if I’ve already done these or not so fuck it, let’s re-do them shall we?

Under cut as I know this is not everyone’s cup of tea

Clyde loves everything about your body. Every last thing - thinks you’re the most beautiful goddess in the whole fucking world. That’s not even an exaggeration, because my god, he just thinks he’s so freakin’ lucky to have you in his life

When you start showing though: hoooooooooly fuck. It’s like a light has flickered on inside his mind, and he’s just not able to stop himself

He swears your pussy tastes sweeter now than it ever has, and he’ll gladly wake you up by dipping his head beneath the covers for a taste of it

The hormones have your sex drive going off the wall, and luckily Clyde’s here to service that every single damn time

His favourite thing is you riding him; straddling his thighs and sinking your weight down onto his cock. Watching your swollen tits bounce, running his hand over your stomach and knowing he did this, he’s made you look this exquisitely beautiful

It takes no time at all to have you cumming around him, sometimes leaking little drops of milk that he’ll gladly lap up for you

Some nights you’ll wake from sleep so horny that you’ll just grind back against his cock, and that’ll wake him right up

He’ll dip his fingers into you and find you so soaking wet, whimpering as you buck into him to get some friction

“Shhhh,” he’ll kiss the back of your neck, moving his fingers to stimulate you. “Lemme help. Nice n’ slow.”

He’ll lick his fingers clean once you’ve cum enough to be trembling from exhaustion, and sleep will take you both somewhere lovely. Dreams of everything there is to come

He’s a happy camper for sure

[mrs-gucci]

Spread ‘Em Wide {Clyde Logan x pregnant!Reader}

author’s notes: hellooo! happy memorial day everyone :) I’m so soft for Clyde and his pregnant girl...but I’m also horny. so, this is the resulting fic lol

**this is part of the Clyde & Pumpkin AU**

warnings: smut. fluff. literally just smut. error: plot not found. pregnancy/belly kink. some breeding kink (v light, though). use of a clit vibrator. a dash of dirty talk. 

(possible) tw’s: pregnancy.

“Oh pumpkin, oh honey…” Clyde sighs, kissing your lips as his hands gently hold your hips, pulling you further onto his lap. 

You whine softly into his mouth, already feeling your panties soaking. Pregnancy hormones were no joke, you’ve discovered, especially in the second trimester when you began showing. 

Luckily, Clyde is always ready and willing to help you out with your sudden feelings of intense horniness.

“Ye look so pretty, so fuckin’ beautiful all swollen like this.” He moans, hips pressing up against you. “Love havin’ ya on top of me, pressin’ yer big belly on me, pumpkin.”

You bite your lip, looking down at your handsome husband with lust-blown eyes. “Yeah? You like seeing me pregnant?”

“Shit, oh god, y-yeah.”

His cock throbs beneath his jeans and he groans, nodding eagerly, beard gently scratching your neck as he kisses and nips your skin.

Your hands run through his hair as he continues his assault on your neck, covering seemingly every inch of it with kisses.

“Wanna put ‘nother one in ye, pumpkin, keep ya swollen ‘s long as I can.” His hips buck up gently as he nips your collarbones. “Love burying my cum in ya.”

You moan softly as he pulls your shirt up over your head, licking his lips when his eyes come in contact with your breasts. You’ve grown two sizes during the pregnancy, and you practically spill out of every bra you own now, even if you buy the correct size.

Clyde loves it, though, and his mouth instantly gets to work on the exposed mounds poking out the top of the cups. “Jesus, I love these tits so fuckin’ much, love seein ‘em spill out of yer bra. So big, so full...fuck.”

“P-Please.” You whine, starting to bounce lightly up and down on him. “I’m ready for you, wanna ride your big fat cock, Clyde.”

He growls, holding your hips still.

“So eager, hm? I think I wanna take ye from behind today, pumpkin, get real far inside ye so that I can put my cum in nice n’ deep.”

The prospect makes you shudder with excitement. “Where do y-you want me?”

His lips curl up into a small smirk and he leans forward, mouthing at your earlobe, breath hot.

“Go on upstairs n’ bend yourself over on the bed. Take these leggin’s off, hold onto the headboard, n’ spread yer legs nice n’ wide for me. Can ye do that, pumpkin?”

You quickly nod and get up off his lap, walking upstairs as fast as was possible with a pregnant belly. Your leggings are all but torn off, with a bit of maneuvering of course, before you take your position on the bed. 

Clyde comes up a minute later, groaning softly as he sees you fully naked and bent over just as he’d asked. He quickly sheds his clothes and strokes himself as he walks up beside you, spreading your lips with his prosthetic, extra careful as your glistening folds are exposed. 

He suddenly gets an idea, pulling away and walking over to the closet, pulling out one of your favorite clit vibrators. He puts a dot of lube on the toy before turning to the lowest setting, setting it gently on your sensitive nub.

The way you gasp and your hips instinctively roll down against it makes Clyde throb in his palm.

“Yeah, yer pussy loves this lil thing, huh pumpkin?”

You nod, biting your lip as your hips grind roughly and desperately down onto the small toy. You’re sweating with the effort, quickly reaching the edge of orgasm. He couldn’t believe how quickly you’d reached this point.

“G-Gon--gonna fucking c-cum, baby.”

When Clyde senses you’re about to orgasm, he clicks the button, turning it up a setting. Your eyes fly open and you cry out as an intense and sudden climax hits. 

“Fuck, oh god, C-Clyde!”

The headboard bangs on the wall as your hips buck and squirm against the vibrations, enjoying the delicious pressure and subtle pain of overstimulation.

As soon as you’re finished, he turns off the toy and tosses it onto his pile of clothes, quickly mounting the mattress behind you. He rubs his cockhead through your slick, moaning softly when he feels how much has come along with your orgasm before lining up with your entrance.

“Ya ready, pumpkin?”

You nod, and he holds your hips as he pushes forward, sheathing himself fully inside you with a long, drawn out growl.

“Lord...j-jesus christ, Y/N.”

Your hands tighten against the beam of the headboard as your body begins rocking back and forth with each snap of your husband’s skilled hips. 

“O-Oh, Clyde, baby…”

“Goddamn lil pussy’s gon’ be the d-death o’ me, I s-swear.” He mumbles, fucking you a little faster. “Yer fuckin’ soaked, pumpkin, so wet fer my c-cock.”

The whole bed squeaks and creaks against the hardwood as Clyde fucks you harder, the sound of skin slapping bouncing off the walls.

“Y-Yes, baby, yes!” You cry when he begins stroking that one special spot inside of you. “Right there, oh yeah honey, right f-fucking there!”

Clyde absolutely loves it when you make lots of noise for him, because he knows it’s all genuine. That’s one thing you told him right off the bat when you first met ten years ago, that you’d never, ever fake sexual noises or releases. And you never did.

His strokes speed up and he switches the position of his thrusts a bit so that he’s now coming up a bit underneath you. This allowed him to fully rub against your g-spot while also continuing the deep penetration that comes with the doggy-style position.

You’re seeing stars as you cum for the second time that evening, tears burning in your eyes as you cry out again with orgasm. Your walls grip him tightly and spasm around him, hips jerking randomly as you ride out your climax.

He cums not too long after you, good hand reaching up to grip your shoulder as he ruts his hips erratically, cock buried as deeply inside you as it can while rope after rope of thick seed spurts into your cunt.

“Fuck, p-pumpkin, take it all inside ye. That’s--ohhhh--that’s right, ma g-good girl, ma good lil w-wife.”

It’s already pouring out of you even before Clyde pulls out, dripping down your thighs and even some onto the bedding below. He always has really big loads, which at first he was embarrassed by, but you quickly showed him how much you loved it when he made a mess of you.

Both of you are catching your breath as Clyde slides out of you, then gets up to grab a warm washcloth. He wipes your folds gently, planting a soft kiss on your oversensitive clit before wiping up your thighs, nonchalantly tossing the used cloth aside before laying down. He has a hand on your back the entire time you gently lay down onto the bed, pulling you close once you’re down comfortably. 

His textured fingertips lightly trace random patterns on your swollen stomach, laughing softly to himself when the baby starts kicking. You laugh, too, your fingers playing with his raven waves.

“She knows her daddy already.” You say with a smile.

Clyde beams with pride, scooting down so that his face can be nice and close to your stomach.

“Hey there, lil peach. Yer mom ‘n me are real excited to meet ya in a few months, an’ so are yer aunt and uncle. You’re already so loved, peach, yer not gon’ know what to do with all of it when ya finally get here.”

You both laugh softly, and your eyes fill up with tears as you rub the back of Clyde’s head. He kisses your bump, hand still rubbing it, before sliding back up to kiss you on the lips.

“Yer amazin’, ya know that? Givin’ me a daughter, carryin’ her fer me...I’ll never be able to repay ya in this lifetime, but I’ll do my damndest.” He smiles, kissing you again. “I love ya so damn much, Y/N, ma beautiful wife ‘n momma of m’ daughter.”

Tears are beginning to dribble down your cheeks, feeling so overwhelmed with love at this moment. You’re sure that you’ll never get used to Clyde’s love and appreciation for you, but you still treasure it very, very much.

You nuzzle your nose against his, unable to wipe the smile from your expression.

“I love you more, Clyde.”

[babbushka]

April 2021 Fic Recap

Hello everyone and welcome to May! I can't believe April flew by so quickly, but you know what that means -- it's time for the monthly recap!

I've gotten quite a few new friends this month, so for the folks just joining me here, I take the first couple days of the month to compile all the writing, headcanons, general thots and discussions about AUs into one post. I also take this time to update my writing masterlist!

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Now, on to the recap!

Chapter Fic Updates

Beyond Reasonable Doubt (ch2)** ; Lawyer AU Kylo Ren x Reader

Beyond Reasonable Doubt (ch3)**; Lawyer AU Kylo Ren x Reader

Oneshots

Dinner & A Show**; Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Watch Dog**; Mob AU Kylo Ren x Reader

Day 535**; Flip Zimmerman x Reader x Kylo Ren

Character Headcanons

Henry McHenry being the leader of a cult lol

Ancient Emperor Kylo doting on you while you're pregnant

Ancient Emperor Kylo fucking you during a senate meeting*

Ancient Emperor Kylo lavishing you with attention*

Ancient Emperor Kylo being jealous

Flip Zimmerman comforting his wife

Flip Zimmerman arguing with his wife

Flip Zimmerman boxing in an underground fight club

Flip Zimmerman being subby despite looking like a dom*

Flip Zimmerman being possessive and protective over you

Flip Zimmerman loving fucking you in his office*

SL Kylo Ren loving to eat pussy*

Charlie Barber being touch starved*

Clyde Logan being the perfect representation of Summer

Edwardian Duke Lord Ren doting on Lady Ren during her pregnancy

Edwardian Duke Lord Ren's estate he builds for Lady Ren

Edwardian Duke Lord Ren's estate budget estimates

Edwardian Duchess Lady Ren's daily schedule*

Edwardian Duchess Lord Ren giving Lady Ren expensive Hanukkah gifts

Character Imagines

Flip Zimmerman

Young Flip taking you on a romantic date in the park ***

Flip eating you out for breakfast before his coffee**

Flip teaching you how to drive (it's a disatser)

Flip being stupidly in love with his wife

Kylo Ren

Mob Kylo reuniting after a short amount of time

Lawyer Kylo kissing you in the rain

Discussions about the Edwardian Duke!Kylo Ren x Duchess!Reader AU

Lord Ren's primary sources of income

Lord Ren being scandalously open with PDA

Lord Ren loving how Lady Ren's body changes during pregnancy

Lord & Lady Ren having all male heirs

Lord & Lady Ren's sons ages

Lord & Lady Ren's titles

Lord & Lady Ren's sons and their titles

The children's titles pt 2

Lord & Lady Ren's sons' education

Lord & Lady Ren's being helicopter parents lol

Lady Ren being the Princess of the house and being doted on by her husband and sons

Lord & Lady Ren giving expensive party favors

Lord Ren having a deal with the cops to ignore complaints lol

Lord Ren being present for his sons the way his father never was for him

Lady Ren being spoiled and rich lol

Lady Ren wearing royal jewelry given to her by Queen Padme of Naboo

Queen Padme & Prince Anakin loving their great-grandchildren

Lord Ren being rich and wanting to spoil his family lol

Lord Ren's eldest son's first birthday

Lord & Lady Ren being emotional over their eldest son's birthday

Lady Ren only wearing the finest bespoke clothing

Lord Ren taking Anthony out for drives in the fancy new automobiles when he's old enough

Lord & Lady Ren being big into fox and game hunting

Lord Ren watching Lady Ren get ready for a state dinner*

The fancy parties Lord & Lady Ren throw

The children attending fancy parties

Cool features at the estate

Lord Ren being a stuffy old man lol

How they deal with the Great Depression

Anthony volunteering for WW2 to beat the shit out of n*zis pt 1

Anthony beating the shit out of n*zis in WW2 pt 2ada

The total wordcount for the month of April clocks in at: 37,021

I'm so grateful for every single one of you here who read, share, comment, or in any other way interact with me and my writing! You're all so wonderful, and I hope that May treats us all kindly!

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21. Too Close (Ouran High School Host Club) [Yandere Kyoya Ootori x Female Reader] {Sfw}

22. Get It, Don't Take It (Twilight) [Yandere Edward Cullen x Female Reader] {Nsfw}

23. Give Me A Chance (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Riddle Rosehearts x Female Reader] {Nsfw}

24. Indecisions (Marvel) [Yandere Peter Quill X Female Reader] {Sfw}

25. Yes And No (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Silver x Female Reader] {Sfw}

26. No Going Back (My Hero Academia) [Yandere Tamaki Amajiki x G/n Reader] {Nsfw}

27. Mine (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Lilia Vonrouge x G/n Reader] {Nsfw}

28. Lost (My Hero Academia) [Yandere Toya Todoroki/Dabi x G/n Reader] {Sfw}

29. Beauty Within Her (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Malleus Draconia x Female Reader] {Sfw}

30. False Love (DC) [Yandere Jason Todd X Pregnant! Female Reader] {Sfw}

31. Nightmare (Obey Me) [Yandere Lucifer x Male Reader] {Sfw}

32. Peace And Quiet (Obey Me) [Yandere Asmodeus x G/n Reader] {Sfw}

33. Memory Lane (Oc) [Lilith Channing x G/n Reader] {Sfw}

34. The Fine Art Of Bullshit (Supernatural) [Yandere Sam Winchester x Female Reader] {Sfw}

35. Talking With Hands (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Silver x Female] {Sfw}

36.  Kinda Clumsy (My Hero Academia) [Yandere Shoto Todoroki x Female Reader] {Sfw}

37.  Happiness That Used To Be Mine (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Silver x Female Reader] {Nsfw}

38. Unexpected Kisser (My Hero Academia) [Yandere Izuku Midoriya x G/n Reader] {Sfw}

39. Mischiefs (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Floyd Leech x Female Reader] {Nsfw}

40. Mocha Frappe (Marvel) [Yandere Bucky Barnes x G/n Reader] {Sfw}

41. Loving Touch (Obey Me) [Yandere Satan x Female Reader] {Sfw}

42. Trust Me (Marvel) [Yandere Peter Parker x Female Reader] {Sfw}

43. French Kisses (Black Butler) [Yandere Ciel Phantomhive x Female Reader] {Nsfw}

44. Just Being Territorial (Marvel) [Yandere James Howlett x Male Reader] {Sfw}

45. Heroine Not Heroin (My Spy Romance) [Yandere Clyde x Female Reader] {Sfw}

46. Little Pain (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Deuce Spade x G/n Reader] {Sfw}

47. Waiting For Love (Oc) [Lambert Mason x G/n Reader] {Sfw}

48. I Should've Stayed In Bed (Obey Me) [Yandere Lucifer x Female Reader] {Sfw}

49. Bitter Is Best (Twisted Wonderland) [Yandere Azul Ashengrotto x Female Reader] {Sfw}

50. Blades Of Tears (Ouran High School Host Club) [Yandere Kyoya Ootori X G/n Reader] {Sfw}

[glassbxttless]

Clyde Logan x Reader

Part Four (final)

Summary: just Clyde being a dad.

Word Count: 1,395

Warnings: multiple miscarriages, stillbirth

Clyde was ecstatic to be a dad again, you two hadn’t even been trying this time. You liked the age gap between Ben and Andy, and here your third little boy was coming.

“I like Nathan.” You told Clyde as he unbuckled his belt to drop his jeans to the floor, pulling on his bed shorts. You glanced up from your phone when you didn’t get a response.

“I was thinking something like Daniel.” He says as he sits on the edge to peel his socks off. “Just a thought.”

“So you don’t like Nathan?” You laugh softly as he leans back in bed, pressing a small kiss against your swollen tummy. “I like Daniel. I think it's a really good option. Pair it with something nice in the middle and I think we’ve got a real deal sealer.” You brushed your fingers through his hair smiling. At thirty-two weeks you still look as gorgeous as ever— maybe a little tired, from dealing with Ben and Andy all day, but you didn’t mind. “Get some sleep, Clyde.” You two didn’t get very many nights together, not with Clyde at the Duck Tape.

The next morning you two went about yourselves; Clyde sleeping in and dropping off the boys at Mellie’s for the day, her going on and on about how she’d make them just too pretty for their photos later that evening.

And you were three hours into your work day before you realized you hadn’t felt little Daniel move or kick at all. You excused yourself from your office and stepped into the kitchen of the office to snack on something sweet. Maybe it would wake Danny up.

You waited another hour before you felt really wrong and called Clyde. He was half asleep when he answered, but perked up the second he heard your wavering voice. You two met at the hospital and were rushed back for your ultrasound.

They decided to deliver your little Daniel John-Bennett that evening with another cesarean, his heart just wasn’t pumping anymore. And they regretted every second of having to tell you both that. Clyde let you hold him first, and as long as you wanted; as long as you needed to. Clyde sat in his chair in the corner when it was his turn, holding him tightly to his chest with his flesh arm.

And neither of you were ready to let him go. Your little bundle of joy, they wrapped in a blanket and gave you both his birth certificate and death certificate paperwork to fill out before you left. You decided to bury Danny next to Clyde’s mama, so she’d look after him whilst you couldn’t.

-

After that day, Clyde was different. He held Ben and Andy a little tighter, read their stories a little louder, and promised them he’d be home and awake a lot more. He wanted to be a better dad and not miss out on a thing when it came to them.

It was Clyde who sat the boys down and explained that their brother went to be with his mama. That he just wasn’t ready to be a part of their family here. He had bigger and better plans. Benjamin had a ton of questions, as you both knew he would, but neither of you could bear to answer them completely.

You took time to heal and so did Clyde. You wanted the intimate relationship you’d always had to comfort you when you’ve needed it the most. You’d lost your baby and you blamed yourself for not noticing earlier. Maybe they could’ve saved him. But Clyde reassured you every chance he had that it wasn’t your fault. Nothing could’ve helped. Sometimes these things just happen.

And maybe these things did just happen. But they certainly always happened to him. After about a year of mourning, you two were able to get past it. Celebrate Ben’s birthday, and then Andy’s, and then you two were taking the boys and a small cake to Daniel’s grave to celebrate his. And once you got home and were alone with your husband, you were the one to break the ice. “Maybe we should try again… for one last one?”

And so you did. You tried and you tried and you tried. Every month for another year seemed like you failed. And you started to think, maybe it wasn’t so bad being an earth side family of four. Ben was eight and Andy was four. They were both school aged and you had plenty of time for yourself.

And that’s when you got your positive. And Clyde was so fucking happy. He’s loved every second he’s gotten to be a father. And he’ll love every second he gets to watch you be a mother.

And then after ten week, you were bleeding. And you tried again, and you were bleeding after six. And maybe you stopped trying. Maybe you stopped caring.

You gave up. He gave up. You two were perfectly fine with Benjamin and Andrew. You visited Daniel regularly, as a family and on your own.

Sometimes Clyde would sit in front of Daniel’s grave for hours. He’d cry, tell the universe how fucking unfair it was. But he’s been better. He’s dealt with his grief. He just wishes he had all of his kids.

He knew you had a doctors appointment that morning and he really wasn’t expecting your panicked call; I’m pregnant.

-

You two were both so fucking careful your entire pregnancy. When you were ordered to stay in bed, that’s what you did. Clyde got the boys up and gave them pop tarts or cereal for breakfast. He got them dressed and to school. And you sat in bed, reading to your little Violet Dolores.

It was a cold, late night, in September when you woke up with your water breaking. Still too early for your little one to be cooked thoroughly. You called Clyde to get him home. You didn’t care who had to take over the bar but he definitely needed to get his ass here.

You called Jimmy to come sit with the boys. You got yourself together.

And Violet was your first born you’ve gotten to actually deliver. She was small and beautiful and her eyes popped open. Even if she was all skin and bones. She was 3lbs3oz and you and Clyde both got to love and dote on her before she was taken away, being transported to a hospital somewhere in Charleston to be able to be cared for properly.

You and Clyde were able to visit every weekend, between work and the boys school. Clyde was the first one to offer himself up for skin to skin. Clyde was the one who changed her diaper first, fed her first, and read to her. Clyde was so excited to be her fucking dad he couldn’t contain himself.

When you were able to, you brought the boys to meet their sister. Benjamin would be nine right here real soon and Andrew would be five. “Now boys you have’ta be careful with her. She’s still pretty small.” Clyde was crouching down in front of them. Andrew just nodded and smiled.

“We’re careful, daddy.”

Benjamin just held onto your hand when Andrew peeked into her incubator. All three of your little ones, and even Daniel, all looked like Clyde. All acted like Clyde (maybe your imagination worked on that a bit for Dan). And you were finally completely whole when you saw your family together.

-

When it came time for family photos, Clyde had Violet sitting on his lap. You sat next to him with Andrew on yours. There was a teddy bear in between you both, with Benjamin standing behind it. You’d clipped two little honey bee pins to the top of your stockings. This way the two you’d lost and Daniel could be a part of your photos.

Clyde smiled at you, listening to the kids run and laugh and play around. Violet straggling along behind her brothers, barely able to walk.

“We did this.” He whispered, pulling you into his side and kissing the top of your head.

You smiled, taking in the last eighteen years. Clyde might not have been the perfect father. But he was a damn good one and he tried as hard as he could.

[glassbxttles]

Clyde Logan x Reader Summary: you’re completing your family with Clyde. TW: stillbirth, multiple miscarriages Word Count: 1,393

Clyde was ecstatic to be a dad again, you two hadn’t even been trying this time. You liked the age gap between Ben and Andy, and here your third little boy was coming.

“I like Nathan.” You told Clyde as he unbuckled his belt to drop his jeans to the floor, pulling on his bed shorts. You glanced up from your phone when you didn’t get a response. 

“I was thinking something like Daniel.” He says as he sits on the edge to peel his socks off. “Just a thought.”

“So you don’t like Nathan?” You laugh softly as he leans back in bed, pressing a small kiss against your swollen tummy. “I like Daniel. I think it's a really good option. Pair it with something nice in the middle and I think we’ve got a real deal sealer.” You brushed your fingers through his hair smiling. At thirty-two weeks you still look as gorgeous as ever— maybe a little tired, from dealing with Ben and Andy all day, but you didn’t mind. “Get some sleep, Clyde.” You two didn’t get very many nights together, not with Clyde at the Duck Tape. 

The next morning you two went about yourselves; Clyde sleeping in and dropping off the boys at Mellie’s for the day, her going on and on about how she’d make them just too pretty for their photos later that evening.

And you were three hours into your work day before you realized you hadn’t felt little Daniel move or kick at all. You excused yourself from your office and stepped into the kitchen of the office to snack on something sweet. Maybe it would wake Danny up. 

You waited another hour before you felt really wrong and called Clyde. He was half asleep when he answered, but perked up the second he heard your wavering voice. You two met at the hospital and were rushed back for your ultrasound. 

They decided to deliver your little Daniel John-Bennett that evening with another cesarean, his heart just wasn’t pumping anymore. And they regretted every second of having to tell you both that. Clyde let you hold him first, and as long as you wanted; as long as you needed to. Clyde sat in his chair in the corner when it was his turn, holding him tightly to his chest with his flesh arm. 

And neither of you were ready to let him go. Your little bundle of joy, they wrapped in a blanket and gave you both his birth certificate and death certificate paperwork to fill out before you left. You decided to bury Danny next to Clyde’s mama, so she’d look after him whilst you couldn’t. 

-

After that day, Clyde was different. He held Ben and Andy a little tighter, read their stories a little louder, and promised them he’d be home and awake a lot more. He wanted to be a better dad and not miss out on a thing when it came to them.

It was Clyde who sat the boys down and explained that their brother went to be with his mama. That he just wasn’t ready to be a part of their family here. He had bigger and better plans. Benjamin had a ton of questions, as you both knew he would, but neither of you could bear to answer them completely. 

You took time to heal and so did Clyde. You wanted the intimate relationship you’d always had to comfort you when you’ve needed it the most. You’d lost your baby and you blamed yourself for not noticing earlier. Maybe they could’ve saved him. But Clyde reassured you every chance he had that it wasn’t your fault. Nothing could’ve helped. Sometimes these things just happen. 

And maybe these things did just happen. But they certainly always happened to him. After about a year of mourning, you two were able to get past it. Celebrate Ben’s birthday, and then Andy’s, and then you two were taking the boys and a small cake to Daniel’s grave to celebrate his. And once you got home and were alone with your husband, you were the one to break the ice. “Maybe we should try again… for one last one?”

And so you did. You tried and you tried and you tried. Every month for another year seemed like you failed. And you started to think, maybe it wasn’t so bad being an earth side family of four. Ben was eight and Andy was four. They were both school aged and you had plenty of time for yourself. 

And that’s when you got your positive. And Clyde was so fucking happy. He’s loved every second he’s gotten to be a father. And he’ll love every second he gets to watch you be a mother.

And then after ten week, you were bleeding. And you tried again, and you were bleeding after six. And maybe you stopped trying. Maybe you stopped caring. 

You gave up. He gave up. You two were perfectly fine with Benjamin and Andrew. You visited Daniel regularly, as a family and on your own. 

Sometimes Clyde would sit in front of Daniel’s grave for hours. He’d cry, tell the universe how fucking unfair it was. But he’s been better. He’s dealt with his grief. He just wishes he had all of his kids. 

He knew you had a doctors appointment that morning and he really wasn’t expecting your panicked call; I’m pregnant.

-

You two were both so fucking careful your entire pregnancy. When you were ordered to stay in bed, that’s what you did. Clyde got the boys up and gave them pop tarts or cereal for breakfast. He got them dressed and to school. And you sat in bed, reading to your little Violet Dolores Logan.

It was a cold, late night, in September when you woke up with your water breaking. Still too early for your little one to be cooked thoroughly. You called Clyde to get him home. You didn’t care who had to take over the bar but he definitely needed to get his ass here. 

You called Jimmy to come sit with the boys. You got yourself together. 

And Violet was your first born you’ve gotten to actually deliver. She was small and beautiful and her eyes popped open. Even if she was all skin and bones. She was 3lbs3oz and you and Clyde both got to love and dote on her before she was taken away, being transported to a hospital somewhere in Charleston to be able to be cared for properly. 

You and Clyde were able to visit every weekend, between work and the boys school. Clyde was the first one to offer himself up for skin to skin. Clyde was the one who changed her diaper first, fed her first, and read to her. Clyde was so excited to be her fucking dad he couldn’t contain himself. 

When you were able to, you brought the boys to meet their sister. Benjamin would be nine right here real soon and Andrew would be five. “Now boys you have’ta be careful with her. She’s still pretty small.” Clyde was crouching down in front of them. Andrew just nodded and smiled. 

“We’re careful, daddy.”

Benjamin just held onto your hand when Andrew peeked into her incubator. All three of your little ones, and even Daniel, all looked like Clyde. All acted like Clyde (maybe your imagination worked on that a bit for Dan). And you were finally completely whole when you saw your family together. 

-

When it came time for family photos, Clyde had Violet sitting on his lap. You sat next to him with Andrew on yours. There was a teddy bear in between you both, with Benjamin standing behind it. You’d clipped two little honey bee pins to the top of your stockings. This way the two you’d lost and Daniel could be a part of your photos. 

Clyde smiled at you, listening to the kids run and laugh and play around. Violet straggling along behind her brothers, barely able to walk. 

“We did this.” He whispered, pulling you into his side and kissing the top of your head. 

You smiled, taking in the last eighteen years. Clyde might not have been the perfect father. But he was a damn good one and he tried as hard as he could. 

|| part one || part two || part three || part four ||

[clydeluckylogan]

Tonight’s prompt is going to be Dad Clyde related because I'm in need of some extra fluff.

How do you think Clyde reacts to finding out he's going to be a Dad?

• Is it unexpected? Or is it expected?

• Are Clyde and his girl dating, engaged, or married when they find out they're going to be parents?

• Does she do something cute for him when she tells him? Or does she just blurt it out?

• Do you think Clyde catches onto her pregnancy symptoms before she does? Or do you think she's caught onto them before him?

• Feel free to add any thoughts on how you think Clyde is during her pregnancy.

Basically, tonight is all about soon to be Dad Clyde and his pregnant love. <3

[callmehopeless]

Clyde couldn't help himself; the midwife had kicked him from your bedroom, but he stood posted at the closed door, listening and accessing what he could not see.

It’s like spinning on a knifepoint; the sharp blade at his heels as he paces, hand tapping out a rhythm on his thigh.

You’re okay. You’re okay.

He knows it - knows it in the logical parts of him. Knows these things are routine, this late in the pregnancy. It’s like anything; you can’t run before you can walk, and Clyde’s wanting to sprint right through to the other side of this.

He should be savouring it, but he’s fearful.

Fearful he’ll mess up. Fearful he won’t be here, won’t be doing enough. Fearful of fearing too much, and too fast, and failing you, too, if he doesn’t calm down.

He just loves you so fucking much. Loves them so fucking much.

This is the worst bit, they always say. Scariest time is right before.

He hopes they’re right.

[peppermint-toads]

I love reading angsty Clyde but I know I’ll be crying all night haha!

How about Clyde not wanting to have kids because he thinks they’ll be scared of him?

an: i know we both said angst but it turned into a fluff situation my bad!! i might rewrite this as something more angsty bc this is a rly good prompt

cw: clyde logan x female reader, pregnancy, slight angst, fluff

When Clyde saw himself in the mirror, he could only picture what others saw: something unnatural, mutilated. He was misleading by nature. Clyde was an enormous man, there was no denying it. Hell, he could probably snap a neck with his bare hands if he wanted to. To those who never had the opportunity to truly meet him, he probably seemed a little intimidating, especially when towering over them from behind the bar with a flat lip. His missing hand was a great source of mystery to onlookers, onlookers who often took the liberty of filling in the blanks themselves.

The adverse reactions he received from children solidified his fears even more. In the grocery store, kids would tug at their parents asking “what’s wrong with him?” Sometimes they would even cower behind shopping carts or their parents' legs. The sympathetic parents would shoot him an apologetic smile before swiftly moving along.

It never bothered him until you brought up the idea of starting a family. He realized that his own children could potentially see him that way. He would dread the moment they would realize their father isn’t like everybody else. He feared that they would see and feel his nasty scars and recoil. He never wanted his children to be thought of as the “scary man’s kids.”

“Honey, you don’t think, you don’t think-” He sighed. “Think what?” You gently caressed the flesh of his bicep, anxiously awaiting his response. “You don’t think they’d be scared o-of me?” You almost laughed at him, but then you realized what he meant. “Clyde, of course not. They would never be afraid of you.” Your eyes quickly glossed over as you further understood how your husband was feeling. Knowing the fact that his physical appearance would prevent him from starting a family made your heart clench in your chest.

The typically phlegmatic man now sat in front of you on your shared couch with fat tears slipping down his cheeks. “I wouldn’t be able to live with myself, knowin’ they’re scared ‘ah me. I couldn’t handle it.”

“Clyde, you are the kindest, gentlest, sweetest soul I’ve ever had the privilege of meetin’. You have to understand that.” He pursed his lips. “Sweet lil’ thing like me wouldn’t have married ya if you were as frightening as you say you are.” You poked. To be fair, he had the same fears when he was pursuing you. He was nervous he’d make you uncomfortable or come off the wrong way, scare ya’ off.

Then he realized how wonderful you were. He realized you weren’t the type to judge somebody based on their appearance or rumors that spread ‘round town. If you did, you probably would’ve thought Clyde was dumb as a rock, and wouldn’t have even glanced in his direction. And you certainly wouldn’t raise kids who lacked compassion and empathy.

Then, he slowly nodded. “Okay, o-okay.” Lucky for you, his hesitance was outweighed by his desire to have a baby with the most beautiful girl in the world. The tearful smile you gave him after he agreed was enough to quell his worries entirely.

When you did fall pregnant, his fears dissolved into distant thoughts, nightmares maybe. He was nurturing, already caring so greatly for the unborn child. He would talk to your belly at night with a warm hand splayed over you, pressing gentle kisses where his thumb rubbed back and forth.

[safarigirlsp]

🍁💛🎃 2021 Halloween Stories 🎃💛🍁

Sinners Welcome

Exorcist Jacques Le Gris x Lawyer Reader

Word Count: 25.9k

Warnings: NSFW. Romance. Smut. Graphic Violence. Gore. Murder. Chasing. Nuns. Demonic Themes. Possession. Heresy. Horror. Priests Behaving Badly.

Summary: Sent to Rome to find an Exorcist on behalf of a client, you are introduced to the most notorious man in the business. Little does he know, his toughest case is just beginning.

Drink of Me

Vampire Jacques Le Gris x Lawyer Reader

Word Count: 19k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Fang Play. Blood Play. Bloodthirsty Jacques. Vampire Stuff. Graphic Violence. Gore. Violence Against Women, But They Deserve It. Angst. Romance.

Outrun the Devil

Lawyer Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 14.9k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Blood. Gore. Murder. Beheadings. Supernatural Themes. Romance.

Bad Moon Risin’

Werewolf Flip Zimmerman x Lawyer Reader

Word Count: 41.4k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Lots of Smut. Romance. Drinking. Murder. Explicit Gore. Graphic Violence. Serial Killers. Horror Themes. Chasing. Angst. Werewolf Stuff. Lumberjack Kink. Dark!Flip.

Summary: When a spree of horribly brutal murders tear through the sleepy town of Colorado Springs, circumstance necessitates that you work together with the notoriously aggressive Detective Zimmerman. As the head detective in the murder unit, the last person Flip wants to deal with is you, a defense lawyer.

Ghost Town

Gunfighter Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Word Count: 14k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Alcohol. Graphic Violence. Gun Violence. Lots of Violence. Horror Themes. Possession Themes. Supernatural Themes. Shameless References to The Shining. This is a Darker take on Flip than I usually write, but it’s Halloween!

Fixer Upper

Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Word Count: 5.3k

Warnings: NSFW. Light Smut. Guns. Gun Violence. Horror Themes. Humor. Flip not giving a fuck about being in a haunted house.

Spooky Little Girl Like You

Clyde Logan x Reader

Word Count: 6.6k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Romance. Horror Themes. Scarecrows. Graveyards. Murderers. Violence. Mostly Humor.

The Devil Made Me Do It

Flip Zimmerman x Reader x Devil Kylo Ren

Word Count: 13.2k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Threesome. Horror Themes. Gore. Violence. Burning Alive. Occult Themes. Angst.

Love & War & Zombies

Regency Kylo Ren x Pregnant Reader

Coming Soon!

Kylo the Malevolent - Collaboration with @babbushka​

Victorian Magician Kylo Ren x Magician Reader

Word Count: 32.5k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Graphic Violence. Gore. Murder. Magic Acts Gone Wrong. Burning Alive. Sawing in Half. Drowning. Deaths of Multiple Star Wars Characters. Angst. Old Timey Sexism. Romance.

Summary: As the newest Magician on the London scene, and the only woman among their illustrious ranks, your debut is not met with a warm welcome. When a series of accidents befall other magicians, causing their gruesome deaths onstage, will the most notorious magician of all come to you as friend or foe?

🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁

Highway to Hell - Collaboration with @babbushka​

Devil Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 15k

Warnings: Graphic Descriptions of Violence (brief domestic abuse, dog attack, murder), infidelity, NSFW (oral sex [F receiving], PIV, riding, multiple orgasms) and a lil bit of fluff.

Summary:  You're the picture perfect housewife: married to a successful businessman, a wonderful cook and a fabulous entertainer. You lived in a beautiful house in a perfect little suburb, and are friendly with everyone in town. But when damning secrets come to light, not even you can simply let them slide.

Where There’s Smoke, There’s Fire

Hogwarts Jacques Le Gris x OC

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Fluff. Humor. Dragons.

Road Trip

Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Word Count: 14.3k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Graphic Violence. Mentions of Murder. A Serial Killer Appears. Flip Hating Life. Lumberjack Kink. Don’t let the warnings fool you, this is mostly Humor.

Disturbin’ the Peace

Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Humor.

Howlin’ for You

Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Language. Gore. Graphic description of a crime scene. Horror themes. Humor.

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Well, Halloween writing so far from September and October clocks in around 207k! With about 5k from earlier in the year that I threw on here too. And I still have more Halloween stories to come before I switch into Winter & Christmas mode! Unless I decide to retire lol. 

And A Big Shoutout to all the other great writers who kicked ass this spooky season! Please check out their stories as well!!! 

[mrs-gucci]

march writing retrospective!

here are all the works I published in march 2022 :)

all works with smut are noted with a *

Oneshots.

Morning Steam (1.02k words) * Clyde Logan x Reader

Overnight Stay (1.6k words) * Kylo Ren x Reader

Headcanons.

Maurizio Gucci & Jacques Le Gris with a virgin!Reader * 

Clyde Logan & Flip Zimmerman with a virgin!Reader *

Lingerie shopping w/Flip Zimmerman 

Telling Maurizio Gucci & Flip Zimmerman that you're pregnant 

Events.

sunday funday #7

TOTAL WORD COUNT THIS MONTH: 9,319!!

thanks for all your support this month :)

[babbushka]

November Fic Recap!

Hello folks, welcome to December! I can’t believe we’re already in the last month of 2020, what a year, huh? With the end of another month, comes the fic recap list. If you’re new here, this is the opportunity I take to compile all the new writing that I posted this month, for those who may have missed some posts, or who are looking to re-read, or who may be new here and want to jump in on the fun! 

I also update each character masterlist with this new writing, so if you’ve been looking for the update, here it is!

Chapter Updates 

Biting Dust - Chapter 3; Outlaw!Kylo Ren x Reader**

Oneshots

Loverboy; Flip Zimmerman x Reader x Kylo Ren***

The Real M(VP); Del Taco VP [SNL] x Reader***

Somethin’ Brewin’; Pale x Reader***

Make Good; Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Character Headcanons 

Curses that scare the boys the most

The boys’ opinion on candy corn

Chaotic Thanksgiving with Flip and the gang

Character Imagines 

Kylo Ren 

Supreme Leader Kylo - Kylo possessively fucking you on the throne***

Supreme Leader Kylo - Sub!Kylo getting edged for hours***

Biker Kylo - Reunion sex with Kylo***

Bond Villain Kylo - Kylo eating you out***

Emperor Kylo - Kylo’s lactation kink***

Medieval Kylo - Kylo eating you out***

Medieval Kylo - Watching the leaves change color 

Medieval Kylo - Smut by the bonfire***

Medieval Kylo - Giving Kylo a handjob**

Mob Kylo - Telling Kylo you’re pregnant

Mob Kylo - Pregnant sex***

Solo Triplets - Kylo, Matt, and Ben getting into a dumb fight on Thanksgiving

Flip Zimmerman 

Flip fucking you hard and possessive in the back of a disco****

Flip getting possessive and fucking you in the bathroom of a bar***

Flip fucking you in a tent on the CSPD camping trip***

Play wrestling with Flip

Making out with Flip*

Flip getting into a fight with loud bar patrons on Thanksgiving

Flip reminiscing about your first Thanksgiving together

Charlie Barber 

Charlie Barber helping you through a post-Halloween hangover

Morning anniversary sex with Charlie**

Charlie having exceptionally cold feet when he comes into bed*

Late night leftovers with Charlie after Thanksgiving has ended

Clyde Logan 

Blowing Clyde on your anniversary***

Rough sex at the bar with Clyde***

Sweaty summer sex with Clyde***

Paterson & Paul Sevier 

Paterson rescuing you from a loose lobster incident

Passionately kissing Paul at work

Beach vacation with Pat & Paul

Sunday brunch with Pat & Paul

Pale

Marathon sex with Pale***

Wearing Pale’s clothes

The total word count for November clocks in at: 49,087!

Thank you all for spending another month with me, and whether you’ve been following for a day or a month or a year, it means the world that you all enjoy the writing! I hope that December treats us all with kindness, and I am sending you my love!

*** = NSFW content! All fics are tagged with content warnings at the beginning of the story :)