#fathers day ment

[lultimagoccia]

Peppino had been so surprised by the name on Caller ID, he'd nearly dropped his phone. He fumbled it between hands, saving it from near destruction against the tiled pizzeria floor in just the nick of time before lifting the device to his ear. Almost didn't want to speak. He was afraid she may not answer.

“ H - hello, angioletto. Are you okay? ”

There was a pause – please don't have hung up, please, he just wanted to hear –

“ Heyyyy, Papa. I'm okay! I just … wanted t' check in. And wish ya a happy Father's Day .”

Relief, utter relief and absolute joy at hearing his daughter’s voice responding. His own shook as he spoke again, emotions boiling within his chest, filling his lungs with air that wanted out all at once. But he had to keep his calm, control his feelings. Too many mistakes had been made in moments he failed to do so.

“ Father's Day, today? Really?? My God … I really been losing track of the days. Thank you, Calamaretti. I … I am so happy to hear you. I miss you so much. ”

“...I miss ya too, Papa, ” she replied sadly. “ 'm sorry, for not callin' more … ”

“ No, no! ” Pepp was quick to reassure her, before forcing himself to regain his calm, even tone. “ No … it is okay. I understand. You got your own life, your own things to take care of. I am always here when you need me. Always. ”

A measured breath, like she was trying to contain a swell of emotion. He hoped he had not made her more sad. He never knew what to say, to not make things worse. So he let her take the lead, talk about what she wanted to.

“ … I, uh ... heard about Bisnonno … ” she began again, hesitantly. “ I really wanna fly out, but I got finals coming up and I just couldn’t afford th' tickets right now. But I was worryin' about you, that it was hard for ya to handle all of that, alone … ”

“ It has been hard. Very hard. But I am not alone. Please, focus on your studies and do not worry for me. I am doing well now. ”

“ Thank God, that makes me feel so much better about it ... who's helpin' you? Gustavo? Nonna Margherita? ”

“ ...my, eh. My. She's. Hmmh. ”

He wasn't ashamed of Creecher – quite the opposite, he adored his wife - to - be and was very proud to admit so. But it was always a little nerve wracking, introducing a new partner to his daughter. He worried what she might feel about it. While his life continued on, he never wanted her to feel she was left behind. That he had moved on, without her. She was always in his heart, and so much tenderness and understanding had come from being her father.

“ She? Is … are ya seein' somebody new, Papa? ”

“... yes. Her name is Creecher. I … got no idea how to explain alla that quickly … “

“ Well. I got time. Why don’tcha tell me all of it, slowly. Always did love your stories, right? ”

Peppino chuckled, the sound rolling all the way through him. This was good. A door opening again. A hand extended, offering him the chance to come in again to her life. He just had to be a good houseguest, while he was there.

“ I will do my best, heh! Let me think … her name is Creech, like I say. She is … incredible. Older than me, than anybody. Than the town, even! She come from the forest, and she protect it all that time. ”

Alone. Life moving around her, just within reach but never within her grasp. They had both been so alone before meeting, existing within a world that changed them, but never seemed to make a space for them within it. What a wonderful turn of fate that they found each other, and carved out that space for themselves instead. 

“ We meet by chance, many months ago now ... ” felt like a lifetime, at this point. Like her place in his life had been sitting vacant until she was ready to occupy it. He opted not to mention she was living in his garbage can, that part felt much less whimsical and romantic than was proper for a love story like this one. “ She is not like anybody I met. She is clever, and wise, she got a wicked sense of humor and she understands me. I … I am very happy, angel. ”

“ …she sounds really incredible, Papa. I’m really happy for you. All I've ever wanted for you and Mama was for you two to be okay. ”

“ Ah … it is not your job to worry about our happiness, angioletto. You got to take care of you. ”

“ ... I'm trying to, Papa. But it's been so hard, lately. ”

“ Hard? ” his brow furrowed, phone clutched in both hands. If only he could hold her hands in his own, take the pain and burden from her. He knew the world could be merciless, no matter how strong you were. He knew that sometimes, you got tired of being strong. “ Talk to me, angel. What is so hard? I will listen. I am here. ”

There was silence from the other end, such that he feared she would pull back again. She wanted to prove she could handle herself, he knew that. She wanted to show she was brave and did not need Papa fighting all her fights for her, dragging her by the hand everywhere and getting in the way all the time –

“ ... the girl I was seeing. She, uh. It didn't work out. ”

“ Ohh…I am sorry. What happen? ” he asked sympathetically, permitting himself a little protective fatherly anger at the thought that girl she was seeing, ol' What's - Her - Who - Now had missed out on the chance of a lifetime. Her loss! His angel was too good for her, anyway.

“ It’s a lot. I mean, it’s Father’s Day, I’m sure you don’t wanna hear about all my lame college relationship drama … ”

“ ... well. I love your stories. And I got time. Tell it slowly. ”

She laughed, genuinely giggled the way she used to at his jokes, when she was small. And Peppino felt a great warmth settle within his chest, the slightly painful but necessary repair of an old wound finally sealing itself back together. And so they spoke at length, of life, of food, of all that they had missed in the time since last they had talked.

It was the happiest Father’s Day Peppino could ever recall.

[cheftasks]

" happy father's day , maurice ! " there she is . right on schedule .

" i do not want to spoil the surprise , but i think that junior had something he wanted to give you . "

" that right? what was that, huh kid? "

he regarded his son with a much gentler gaze than he did anyone else, waiting patiently for the boy to produce what it was he wanted to give.

[edwardsissyhandsthtdanceslikeabb]

romulus roy (succession) x mindless koЯn indulgence's - here to stay (remix) — brainrot presents:

𓆩♡𓆪 photoset

[dutybcrne]

        ・⊱ "To think my birthday falls on Father's Day this year! Isn't that a silly little coincidence!"

[aether-link]

I’m realising that ATLA is nearly 20 years old. Makes me feel weird and odd, I was 10/11 when I saw it and remembering how cool and nice it was in a personal dark time for me. I guess that’s why I keep thinking 2005 was my favourite year, all because of a show that cheered me up.

[pidgeyatto]

i’m out for father’s day rn but you bet yours as i will get a short drabble up today

[t4tbruharvey]

thinks about riley. throws up.

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

Being a maid in the house of kokushibo and yoriichi and serve them nicely. (yk what i meant 18+. Also female bodied reader)

Personal maid <3

GOD THIS PICTURE LMFAOOO also I'm using human kokushibo (michikatsu) for this if they have a maid to themselves

Part two: Here!!!

Warnings: Fem!reader, reader is a maid, human kokushibo (michikatsu), hard dom michikatsu, pleasure dom yoriichi, cum, humiliation kink(?), spanking, rough fucking, choking, mention of 3some

Michikatsu

Michikatsu, who takes joy in having you, the Tsugikuni twins personal maid to satisfy his needs after a long day of being a samurai.

Michikatsu who approached you directly on what to expect, being his and his brothers personal maid, even if their father informed you already. He's not as affectionate, but he makes sure to get to know you and what you're comfortable so you and him can do things smoothly without trouble.

Michikatsu who trained your throat so you know how to suck his cock right when he gets home from a hard day. When he comes out the shower and sits in front of you, man spreading, you already know what to do.

Michikatsu feels the most relived after cumming from oral. Your lips wrapped around his tip and sucking it, bobbing your head and your hand jerking him off is rhythm. "That's it" he groans letting his head fall back and grabbing a fist full of your hair "I'm going to cum, make sure to swallow it all. Don't let a single drop leak out to get me dirty after I use showerd, " he said and pushes your head down to take more of his cock.

Michikatsu, who gave you rules on what to do for him. One of them is not wear panties under your kimono, that way it makes easier for him to fuck you when he gets home. Whenever he walks by you around the house, he'll grab your ass to check, but if he grabs your ass and he feels you've got panties on, he'll punish you afterward.

Michikatsu, who bends you over lap, lifting your kimono to expose your ass and spanks you, making you count out loud. "I'm sorry master! I'm sorry, " you whine, hugging his musclar thigh, feeling the stings from each of his spanks. "Are you really? This is the 5th time you've disobeyed me." he said, moving your panties to the side and chuckles, "but you like being a brat just so I can punish you. Just look at this mess" he said as his fingers played with your leaking pussy. He wasnt wrong though, you did like it, almost love even.

Michikatsu who fucks you rough to relief him of stress. He fuck you in missionary to have the most control and having his hand always makes it up to your throat, squeezing it. "Is this too tight?" He'll always ask while fucking you hard, making his skin clap agiants your and all you could do is shake your head, holding onto his wrist while you let out breaking moans. "Too dumb on my cock to answer with words mm. But I like that face. I can't help but think you're always this excited for me to fuck you like a stupid whore"

Michikatsu, who's good with his pull out game. Just when he's about to cum hell pull out, cumming on your pussy, in your mouth or if he's in a good mood and you've cum on his cock like your told too then he'll cum inside you.

Michikatsu's aftercare is always a "thank you" or a "good job." He's not the best with comforting words, but he always asks if you're ok physically and mentally after sex. If you say you're fine to head to the bath by yourself after a rough fucking session he will carry you to the bath and he makes sure you've gotten to your room safely.

Yoriichi

Yoriichi is calm. More clam than his twin, but you underestimated his sex drive just because of how calm he is. After coming back home from God, he knows where he'll always come back, wanting to have you all to himself, even if it ment bumping heads with his twin with needing you more.

Yoriichi, who isn't afraid to play with you in public and eats your pussy for his own pleasure. He has you up against the wall. His head between your legs, licking and sucking on your clit with his fingers deep inside you. "M-master yoriichi, please," you whispered as your hand griped onto his hair. "A samurai could turn around this corner any minute- f-fuck" you cover your mouth to surpress your moans. He only moans in response on your clit while stroking his hard cock.

Yoriichi who likes to over stimulate your clit by trying to make you cum as many times as he can. When is he done making you cum from his tounge he'll rub his tip on your clit. "So pretty. You're leaking so much for me..." he said, slipping his tip between your wet folds, catching your slick, and pushing onto his tip inside your hole, in and completely out.

Yoriichi, who can't help but smile when you beg for him. "I'm sorry, I've been making you cum so much you've had nothing to clench on. Here you go" he whispers in your ear and moans once he's slides inside you slowly. "You're so tight. Don't hide your pretty moans from me. Let me hear you when you cum for me."

Yoriichi likes to fuck you in missionary but its different from how michikatsu would do. He always makes sure to put a pillow underneath your lower body to penetrate you deeper than normal and make it more pleasurable for you. "M-master, please~ oh gosh. I'm suppose to be taking care of you here" you moan out, yoriichi slamming into you roughly and him leaning forward to suck on your nipples "you're doing more then enough to help me, haa soo good for me. Seeing you like this and your pussy squeezing me from how good it feels is enough for me."

Yoriichi who likes to press his hand down gently on your abdomen gently when you let him know you're close. "Squirt for me. I know you can do it, you're such a good girl" he said and kisses your jawline "your getting so wet for me" his free hand starts to rub at your clit "ill fill you up just how you like it if you squirt on my cock"

Yoriichi is very wholesome with the aftercare to you. After a bath, he gives you a massage in your room, making sure you're not tensed or hurt anywhere. Sometimes, yoriichi will sleep in your room since he does like the comfort you give him

Bonus

During a samurai meeting, the Tsugikuni twins would often sit in the far back request their personal maid to sit between them after you've brought them tea. Their father found it foolish how clingy they've become to you but always brushed it off.

Yoriichi is the frist to make a move by grabbing your thigh and slowly grabbing the inner part of your thigh. You keep your head straight along with the twist yet your body heating up once you feel Yoriichi fingers brush on your pussy and then michikatsu starting to grab at your ass.

Yoriichi gets his fingers to start rubbing your clit in circles through your panties making you bite down on your lip to not make a sound while the meeting is going on. You wiggle slightly making michikatsu chuckle lowly while he moves his hand from your ass.

Michikatsu puts two fingers in his mouth to lubricant them without anyone noticing and leans closer to your ear "don't a sound" he said parting your thighs open more to slide his fingers in making you gasp and quickly covering your mouth. "Shhh, not so loud now. We don't want to be found out" yoriichi whispered and moaned in your ear "I can feel your clit throbbing for us already" he said as his other hand cups your boob and playing with your hard nipple through your kimono with his fingers.

Michikatsu smirks and finger fucks you faster, hearing the sounds of your wet pussy and watches you cover your mouth desperately to hide your moans. "Be of service to us and stroke our cock" he said and your hands reach over, exposing your cocks and beginning to jerk them off.

Yoriichi's head falls onto your shoulder as he felt your warm hard wrapped around his cock and rubs your clit faster. Michikatsu bites your ear softly "fuck you're being so good" his voices became raspy trying to stay quiet himself. "If you cum for us you'll get two cocks stuffed I'm you as a reward. How dose that sound, y/n?"

"I-id love that," you whispered back. "I'll be a good girl, don't worry~"

[cheftasks]

" happy father's day to a great fuckin' dad ...

me. "

[writingoddess1125]

Tea Time

Wrote this and didn't proof read. Enjoy!

SUPER SWEET Fluffy McFluff 🍬 🍫 🍭

König 👑 x Reader + OC Daughter

König- A Colonel of Kortac, A living battering ram and a ruthless killer- A man who scared even the most hardened of soilders.

Now in a hand cast decorated in scratch and sniff stickers and being walked through his home by a little girl in a Ariel night gown. His usual tactical gear replaced by well worn sweatpants and a old Star Wars shirt, and his face bare to the elements.

However here he wasn't just König- he was Hans too, Husband to (Y/N) a simple nurse and father to 4 year old Eden. The little girl currently dragging him to her Disney Princess Bedroom by his uninjured fingers.

He'd been sent on temporary leave due to breaking his hand during his last mission- rolling out of a moving vehicle during an extraction (Lies. In truth he rolled out of bed wrong and crushed his own hand) However he saw it as a blessing non the less. You having gone out to run a few errands which left König to spend the day with his little girl.

"Papa Sit! I made us tea!" Little Eden squealed, König looking over the little pink table set up with stuffed animals and even littler plastic chairs. Smiling as he gingerly lowered himself onto the tiny plastic pink chair, huffing softly as he did so which made Eden bounce impatiently.

"Little small Princess, give papa a second"

Eden, oblivious to her father's predicament, handed him a toy teacup with a proud smile smile the second he could be seated.

"Here Papa!"

König, trying to grasp it with his uninjured hand, which happened to be his non dominant- His large fingers awkwardly able to grasp the tiny plastic cup- this one having Cinderella on the front of it, "Meine Hände sind heute nicht in Topform" (My hands are not in top form today) he joked- often his times home he spoke to Eden in his native tongue, helping her to learn and understand him and pick up the language herself which she had done beautifully.

Despite the challenge, König sipped imaginary tea which to his surprise had liquid in it- water it seemed with all the elegance he could muster. Eden clearly happy giggled, pouring her water tea into cups and declared, "Papa, du bist der beste Teetrinker!" (Dad, you're the best tea drinker!)

König face softened at this- God he missed spending time with her, he knew his job was important but these moments with Eden ment the world to him. Now enjoying these tea party activities, using his injured hand to hold a stuffed bear she had handed him he chuckled, "Danke Princess"

As the tea party continued, König found himself stuck in a tiny chair which was perfect as his little girl put butterfly clips in his short ginger hair and some purple makeup on his powdery eyes, now struggling to maintain a dignified posture- His legs beginning to fall asleep and the chair making it impossible to be comforble as the pink makeup brush batted his poor face.

"Princess- a little more gentle" He said calmly- Winking when some of the cheap kid makeup got into his eye.

"Almost done Papa!" She said, finishing off with a smear of lip gloss over his scared lips.

"Very pretty Papa!"

"Oh? War ich vorher nicht hübsch?"

(Oh? Was I not pretty before?)

"No!" She exclaimed honestly which made König laugh rather loudly. Nothing like the honesty of a child to humble any man.

Eden continued to serve her tea and even bringing up chopped up conversations and random handfuls of snacks she scattered on the table which König pretended to eat. Which was making him shift and damn near fall from his chair-

Eden couldn't help but laugh at her father's predicament "Papa, du bi't so komisch!" (Dad, you're so funny!) She exclaimed while clapping and stomping her little feet, But stopping as her attention went to her open bedroom door immediately as you peaked in having just returned and still dressed for running errands a smile going over your lips.

"Hans?-" You say softly holding back a laugh at the sight of your husband. All nearly 7ft of him crammed on a tiny plastic chair that you could see was bent out of shape from his weight.

"Mama!" Eden cried out, rushing to you quickly with a toothy grin. "We having a tea party!"

"A tea party? Oh that sounds nice" You say with a smile, looking to your husband who batted his poorly painted eyes at you.

"Very nice- Care to join us?" He said with a smile, you walking over and kissing his forehead gently, making sure to avoid the splattering of makeup over his chizzled face.

"Why I'd love to~" You purr, König smiling at this as he helps you sit next to him in a matching plastic chair. Eden excitedly pouring you a tea cup of her water tea and handing it to you.

You looked down at the cup in question, looking to Eden who poured König another cup as well.

"Eden- Honey, where did you get the water from?" You question, knowing she couldn't reach the sink yet- König sipping the tiny bit of water.

"The toilet!"

A snort leaving you in laughter at that moment as König shot out the bit of water from his mouth. You watch König face scrunch up in total horror and disgust as he jumped from the chair like it was on fire spitting and wiping his tongue as he marched away- you now dying of laughter on the floor as he stepped around you, Eden looked at her father confused as he rushed to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"Verdammt noch mal!"

[vivwritesfics]

Sorry vivi for not specifying but i ment as in his son oscar😭 love your work lots tho

I saw this and felt so dumb 😭😭 buuut I can make it work. (Again, adding the tags in later)

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Holding six year old Oscars hand, Y/N walked into her husbands office, her hand on her pregnant belly. "Carlos,'" she said and her husband looked up from his work. "Our son has something he wants to tell you."

Beaming, Oscar let go of his mothers hand. Be was practically his mother's double as he ran to his father, clutching his favourite toy rabbit. "Daddy! I want to be a race car driver!" He shouted as Carlos sat him on his lap.

But the smile Carlos gave him back was a sad one. Y/N cleared her throat and stood at his side, running her hands through his thick head of hair.

Carlos squeezed Oscar tight. "You know, Mijo, your Uncle Oscar wanted to be a race car driver too?" He asked him.

Little Oscar shook his head. With his rabbit on Carlos's desk, he twiddled with his fingers. "Is he the one I never got to meet?" He asked timidly.

"Oh baby," said Y/N as she reached down to smooth out her sons hair. "He would have loved you."

Carlos sainz was an incredibly rich and powerful man. He paid for his son to go karting until he was competing.

Even though he was incredibly busy, he never missed a race. Even when Oscar was karting, he never missed a race. And then when he moved up into formula 4, formula three, formula 2 and, eventually, formula 1.

The first time Oscar raced in Australia, he visited his uncle Oscars grave. He took flowers, knowing it would make his mother proud, and placed them on the grave of Oscar Piastri.

"Hey," he said to the headstone. He thought of the rabbit Teddy bear that was back in his hotel room, the rabbit that had once belonged to his uncle. "You never met me, but I'm Oscar, Y/N and Carlos's kid."

He sucked in a deep breath. "When I was a kid, I wanted to be a racer. And I made it. My parents told me all about you and how you wanted to be one too. I even use your driver number from your Karting days."

Every race Oscar won was for the uncle he never met. When he got his first drivers championship, he did it for his uncle Oscar. His entire career was for his uncle Oscar.

Carlos's first born was his pride and joy. But he was to be a racer, not the head of the Sainz family. Carlos was more than happy with that.

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[fanartlover1234]

GAME OF FEELING

Hook always flirts with Y/n.

Daughter of Eris x Captain Hook

Made by a request in dm

Can u do one where the reader plays hard to get with hook?

Eris as her mother most parted way when she came, too afraid of whaf she might do, her mother was the godess of chaos after all and who knows what her daughter might bring as rumors spread that her father was a powerful wizard.

Y/n liked it that way, it ment she had never have a need to worry for someone crossing her as Uliana herself never dared to touch her.

It ment they feared her and if there is something her mother teached her is thay fear is power.

Everthing is going smooth untill he shows up.

Captain fucking hook himself, almost always at her side amd before she knew the rest of his gang was always around her aswell.

As now she was sitting at a table her elbows rested on her knees as she watched some kids run around.

She flicked her finged amd they triped when a ruck suddenly lifted from the ground and chaos was made.

Hook leaned to her ear and his lips brushed the shell of her ear when he spoke "I love it when you are wicked"

The girl turned her head to him their lips mere inches apart.

"Fuck off hook" she said before getting up amd walking away from the group.

Or

Few days ago, to get a flower they had to kill the deadly bugs around it.

Y/n took her bracelet amd used magic to turn one of the emblems, the scorpion, into live creature.

"So they are deadly right?" Hook asked leaning over rhe girls shoulder to look at the scorpion.

"Yeah like you after a bad nap" she said looking back.

"Maybe it would be better if you were next to me" he said.

"Ill send one of these on you"

Few day pas and the girl wanders around as a soft melody plays in the back round and she sings.

"If theres a prize for rotten jugdement, i guess ive already won that, no mana worth the agroovation thays ancient history been there done that"

The muses come out joining her in her song of heart " Who d'you think you're kiddin'?He's the earth and heaven to you Try to keep it hidden Honey, we can see right through you Girl, you can't conceal it We know how you're feelin', who you're thinkin' of" by muses

"I wont say it"by Y/n

"You swoon, you sigh Why deny it? Uh-oh" by muses

"Its too cliche i wont say im in love, I thought my heart had learned its lesson

It feels so good when you start out

(Ah) My head is screaming, "Get a grip, girl"

"Unless you're dyin' to cry your heart out"" by Y/n

"You keep on denying

Who you are and how you're feelin'

Baby, we're not lying, hon we saw ya hit the ceiling

Face it like a grown up

When ya gonna own up that ya got, got, got it bad?" By muses

"This scene won't play

I won't say I'm in love

You're way off base

I won't say it

Get off my case

I won't say it" by Y/n

"Girl, don't be proud, it's ok, you're in love" by muses

Music comes to an end as the girl whispers the last words to herself "at least not out loud, i wont say im in love" she whispers to herself as the nex part, the only time she will ever say it out loud " im in love with the captain of the seas"

[dutybcrne]

Since getting her drink making ability and almost losing her father when she’d gotten her Vision, Diona very deliberately chooses Father’s Day to be the ONLY day she’ll fix Draff up a nice drink. Her only and nonegotiable condition for him to get it, however, is that he not drink any other drink before that

So far, he’s only managed to get three Father’s Day drinks out of her.

[shotos-wifeyy]

A hard day of training. shoto is exhausted and upset. you want to make him feel… a little bit better.

NSFW WARNING

You’re sitting in shoto’s dorm, clicking away at your computer and writing stuff down at his desk. Aizawa gave you a last minute assignment, you are trying to finish it so you can help shoto with his when he gets home. it’s very late, maybe 11:00pm and you have school the next morning.

Shoto eventually walks in, panting and sweating in his workout clothes. he groans as he wipes his face off with a towel and collapses on his bed.

“well hi to you too.” You scoff.

He raises a thumbs up before waving you off.

“what’s up your ass?” you ask.

He sits up, leaning on his back hands and staring at you. “my father.”

“Him again? what now.”

He nods and sighs, running a hand down his face. “He thinks he has so much power now that i’m doing the internship with him.”

“didnt he make you do the internship with him?” You ask, tilting your head.

He groans and flops back down “don’t remind me.”

You frown and get out from his desk, sitting down and crawling over to him, he eyes you from where he lays. “what?” he asked, unamused.

“i’m worried about you” You whisper.

“There’s nothing we can do about it” He sighs. “You gonna sleep in here? if not i would head out so i can sleep.” He shuts his eyes.

He’s never been one to push you out so easily, so you know he’s had a rough day. “want to get it out of your system?” You ask.

He raises and eyebrow as he looks at you, only opening one eye. “what? by beating up my father? i wish.”

“no i mean like….” You nudge him. He just looks at you confusion written on his face. “like… doing stuff your father wouldn’t approve of.”

“arson?” He replies.

“no” You pout.

“Murder.”

“no??!”

“Drugs… no! selling illegal drugs?!”

“shoto!” You drop your jaw “i ment sex?! jesus your mind is corrupted.”

He blushes heavily and sits up. “As much as i would love to have sex with you right now, i can barely move my legs.” He frowns.

“damn. never thought i’d see the day you would turn me down for that. are you toga?” You mock, tilting your head.

He groans. “this again? My favorite color is white, my favorite food is cold soba, and my size is-“

“WOAH okay okay your not toga!”

He looks at you in confusion. “You’ve seen it many times. why don’t you want me talking about it all of a sudden?”

“shoto istg”

After a bit of banter you help him to get changed and settle down with him, you wrapped in his arms.

“You sure?” You ask, pouting slightly.

“yes i’m sure.” He also kind of pouts. “aizawa will be upset if nither of us can walk tomorrow… i don’t want to drag you into that”

“lame” you snuggle your head into his chest. he places a soft kiss on your hair.

You run your hands over his chest, reaching under his shirt. his breath hitches but he dosent protest. You slowly move your hand down and he grabs your wrist.

“Y/n, Don’t tease me right now.”

“i’m not teasing!” You pout. “i want to make you feel better…”

He looks at you, a kind of look that can kill a man. He pushes a stand of hair behind your ear and leans his head back onto his pillow, dropping your wrist.

You slowly slide your hand down, placing with the hem of his boxers as his breath speeds up slightly.

You keep your eyes locked on his face to watch his expressions as you slowly slide your hand down and wrap around him. he sucks in a shaky breath, one hand moving to hold your thigh, the other softly grabbing the sheets. You bite your lip. He lifts his hips, practically begging for friction.

“thought you said you were too tired?” You giggle.

“Shut up, y/n…”

You move your hand softly, up and down, nice and slow, ignoring the small amount of precum on your hand from when you teased the tip. He clentches his teeth, trying to hold back noises as he grips onto your thigh.

You sped up a bit, tightening your grip, hand hitting his leg slightly. he lets out a soft moan, hand gripping onto the sheets as he arches his back into your hand.

“fuck y/n..” He breaths, moaning.

“mm.. does that feel good lovey?” You speed up.

He tries to say something but can’t even get a word out as he moans and pants. You slow down, making sure to get all of his length for a few thrusts of your hand, before moving back up and fast again.

He’s jerking his hips into your hand, rubbing hard circles into your thigh and gripping occasionally. After a while of you speeding up and his back arching he speaks up.

“i-i’m so close-“

“Come on… let go~” You sooth.

He lets out a breathy, loud moan of your name after a few more strokes. a warm liquid seeps onto your hand and you grin, touching him a bit more to help him come down from his high.

You get up to the bathroom and wash your hands, coming back with a rag to wash him and his bed down. he’s panting and staring at the ceiling as he slowly comes back to reality.

When you finish cleaning and fix his boxers, he pulls you onto his chest and snuggles his head into your neck.

“thank you..” He mumbles, hot breath hitting your skin.

“of corse my love…” you pet his hair tenderly, kissing his forehead.

“when i feel better…i’m gonna pay you back for this”

Your eyes widen. “t-that’s not nesacary-“

He locks eyes with you. enjoy walking while you can. you’ll be out of commission for a few days soon.

for now, your snuggled up in his arms. the only sound is your soft, in sync breathing.

“think your father would approve of that?” You ask.

“definitely not.” He huffs.

“hurray!”

[realmsalot]

In Fairly Oddparents, whenever they mentioned that God kids lose their memories of their Fairy Godparents when they lose them (whether they grow up or break the rules) I've always thought they ment that the memories were rewritten. For example, say a God kid wished for a giant monster truck that they can drive and jump over houses with. When they grow older, they don't remember it as them literally jumping over houses in a monster truck even though that's what happened. No, they remember playing pretend with a toy monster truck in the front yard or something. Do you guys get what I'm saying here?

And like, I think this assumption comes from the end of Channel Chasers. When adult Timmy is looking at the picture of him, Cosmo, and Wanda, but instead seeing Cosmo and Wanda disguised as fish, he sees just two regular fish, and he smiles. Because even though he doesn’t remember Cosmo and Wanda, his Fairy Godparents, he does remember Cosmo and Wanda, his pet goldfish that he took care of for a very long time.

Anyways, since A New Wish finale aired last night, I've seen some people lamenting that Dev going to forget everything since Founder's Day, but I personally think all his memories since then is gonna all be recontextuilze. Him and Hazel did make up at the Museum, they did have a big fight after finding out about Project H at his birthday, he did find a way to cheat at the school tortament, and he does remember realizing that his father is never going to truly care about him more than business. He's just going to forget everything to do with knowing fairies are real.

Dev is probably going to start wondering where those purple headphones of his went though.

[closets-closet]

little thot 🙏😏

Price working in his office inside his house, typing away on his laptop (that reader had to show him how to use) when suddenly in comes reader through his door, pretty sundress on, and baby bouncing on her hip

Piece can’t believe how hard he’s lucked out, doesn’t know what he did to deserve this as he never once imagined this type of life for himself, seeing himself as unlovable, but he’s forever grateful for his wife, and their little bundle of life. So of course he pushes his rolling chair out from under his desk so his gorgeous wife can plop down on his lap, baby now in her arms

ur welcome 😘

I screamed when I read this, i’m not even joking. I love the idea of domestic John Price…

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John Price, your all so loving husband, a man who would very well steal the moon if it ment you would give him that smile that melts away any of his worries. It’s a leasurly saturday, one of the few days your husband is home from base spending a few weeks with you and your little daughter, who just so happens to be the light of his life. He has himself sat in his office laptop open looking at a mission brief file that is refusing to open. He sighs loudly catching your attention from the sunroom where your fixing up your daughter, and a picnic basket for a family day out. “John?” You call out, voice floating down the hall “Is everything okay?” You pick up your daughter sitting her on your hip as you walk down the hall towards the study.

The second you step into his office the sight of you melts the stress and frustration from his body. You’re decorated in a patterned sundress that hangs at your knees and a babbling baby girl bouncing on your hip, her hair pulled into two small pigtails at the top of her head. “What’s wrong honey?” You ask walking over to him. “Stupid computer won’t pull up the file I need” He huffs as he pushes out his chair one of his hands patting his lap, signaling you to take a seat “Don’t understand why everything’s digital now, miss the days we had physical papers”

“John you’re showing your age” You giggle before sitting down on his lap, the muscle in his legs acting like a cushion. “Look here” You say moving the mouse “If you right click the file, you can unzip it and that will give you access to all the files” You watch as all the files he needs populate before him on the screen. “Not that hard now was it” You smile again, the little girl who’s now on your lap giving her father a big grin. “Thank you Sunshine” He whispers as he presses his bearded face into your shoulder his hands wrapping around both you and your girl. “What would I do without you” He gives you a quick kiss to the side of your neck before pulling you up as he stands. “Now if i’m not mistaken, we have a little date planned out” He gives your daughter a wink, before swooping her up into his arms. Pulling her close to his chest causing her to squeal in pure joy. He reaches, his fingers intertwining with yours. His finger moving to brush over your wedding ring. “So greatful to have you” He whispers before pulling you out of the study, and whisking you away on your family day out.

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I’m still squealing over this prompt, because i know damn well his wife is at least 7-10 years younger then him and he would most certainly be a silver fox.