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shhtickerbook · 7 months ago

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Iced Chocolate

chapter four

very quick messy sketch heh. chapter 4 is up under the cut and AO3 c:

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

Noodle had been up at dawn as usual. Unlike the other staff of the washhouse who got to have an extra hour of rest before beginning a shift, she had to be up just before sunrise to start deliveries of the previous day’s laundry. Whilst they had been able to slip away unnoticed during the day, Noodle still had to upkeep her morning deliveries regardless. Unless they somehow managed to train Tiddles to go out make deliveries himself.

After drudging through the show with the now empty cart, she tiredly dragged it behind her and through the doors into the washhouse. Noodle was surprised to see only Larry and Lottie at work, her other three friends visibly missing. Lottie smiled kindly at her arrival, holding up a steaming mug.

“Noodle! I made your usual for you.”

She presented the mug, which was filled with a hot malt drink, perfect for coming back in from the cold. Lottie always made her a fresh cup of something hot when she returned from deliveries. Noodle warmed her hands against the mug before taking a deep swig. The girl surveyed the room again, frowning.

“Where is everybody? And how’s Willy-?”

She’d been fretting all night about him, still unable to believe just how stupid he was in the first place to walk across thin ice. Even with the assurance from Abacus the night before, she couldn’t help but worry. Lottie laid a hand on the girls shoulder reassuringly, interrupting her spiral.

“Abacus and Piper are upstairs with him, now don’t panic. But Mr Wonka is a bit poorly, the icy water must’ve shot his immune system pretty hard. He had quite a high fever.”

Lottie explained, sitting down to rest her arm over Noodle. Who seemed more concerned for her friend, draining the rest of the mug quickly before rising up. The idea of someone such as Willy Wonka being sick just seemed completely outrageous, he was just the kind of person you couldn’t imagine being frail and unwell.

“I’m gonna go see him-“

Larry looked over at Lottie, who had forgotten one important detail about the chocolatiers current state of mind. The telephonist catching up to the girl before she raced up the stairs. Noodle had been made aware of Willys headspace situation beforehand, but only really once briefly. At first she hadn’t exactly understood it, finding it a rather strange. But after a long talk with Abacus, he managed to wrap her head around the whole situation.

“Noodle wait- before you head up. Willy is feeling a little younger than usual. Yknow like how we explained?”

Noodle paused for a moment upon hearing it, but then shrugged her shoulders. Noodle hadn’t been with Willy that often when he was “small” as they said. But from the sounds of things, he was probably feeling pretty sick right now and likely needed the support.

“That’s Okay, don’t worry”

She smiled before turning on heel to ascend the staircase. Determined to check on her closest friend and brother figure.

With the help from Piper yet again, Willy had been successfully delivered back up to his room. The bed had been completely stripped of its soiled sheets and replaced with fresh white linen. Poking its head from underneath the sheet, sat the orange knitted beak of Chester. Willy quickly picking him up to hold close, his glass eyes pressing an imprint onto his cheek.

Although the bath certainly made him feel fresher, his head still felt as if it was stuffed with cotton wool. Standing up just made him feel woozy. When climbing back into the bed, he noticed that a towel had been tucked over the mattress tactfully. At first feeling mortified at what it’s presence clearly implied, but realistically it was probably for the best. The combination of the cool silk pyjamas and clean sheets felt heavenly when he lay back down, Abacus folding the blanket over him once settled.

“There we go lad, much more comfortable i’d say”

Willy dozily nodded, realising he was feeling much smaller now that he was tucked in. Outside the weather had become even fiercer, the blizzard building stronger. The thin glass pane of his window rattling from the wind, Abacus sighing at the poor stability of everything in this terrible excuse for accommodation. Maybe Wonka’s mad ideas of his dream store could truly happen, get them all out of this dreaded place.

Willy smacked his lips for a moment, realising how thirsty he felt. His sore throat still left that foul taste in his mouth, and he was eager to get rid of it. Although in the time it had taken for him to be delivered back up into the room, his headspace had slipped even smaller. The words he wanted to say were there, but it felt as if they were far away, too distant to try and verbalise them.

So instead he weakly pointed towards the sink in his room, grunting a little bit to get attention.

“Hm? What’s the matter?”

Abacus queried, watching in mild amusement as the boy pointed towards the basin. Willy making a grabbing motion with his hands, miming holding something. Thankfully Abacus quickly connected the dots of his request.

“Oh you’re thirsty, of course”

The man got up to fill up a glass, before offering it to the boy. Yet again similarly to the night before, Willys hold on the glass was shaky as best. Willy held it in both hands as he took a sip, but with his quivering grasp the water spilled down the sides and onto his chest. The cold water feeling very uncomfortable as he very nearly dropped it all over himself.

“Oh dear, allow me”

So once more Abacus reached out to hold the cup in place, whilst Willy eagerly gulped down the liquid. Although it didn’t taste very good, as it had quite a strong metallic aftertaste to it. The accountant couldn’t help but chuckle at his expression as he drained the glass.

“I think we’re going to have to consider some alternatives to this lad, certainly a bit too wobbly for a glass just yet”

He spoke fondly, Willy feeling a little embarrassed. He wasn’t wrong though, all his motor functions seemed to be playing against him at the moment. So he just shrugged with a mumble, lying back into the bed once satisfied. Abacus gently laid a hand to his forehead to check his temperature, which was still pretty warm. Wonka certainly seemed very quiet, Abacus noticing how he was choosing to gesture and mumble rather than speak. As he was the person whom Willy was most often regressed around, Abacus had taken many a mental note on his different mannerisms depending on just how little he was feeling.

The combination of illness seemed to slip him even younger it seemed, as this was the first time he’d gone so nonverbal.

“Still a little hot, I may nip down into town and pick up some medicine if it doesn’t come down soon.”

Willy frowned at the idea, highly doubting the idea that this medicine would taste very good. A knock then arrived at the door, Willy lifting his head up from the pillow in interest, before thumping it back down in exhaustion.

“Hey it’s just me, can I come in?”

It was Noodle, her voice sounding kind but concerned. She’s bumped into Piper on the way up, who had filled her in on how crappy he was feeling right now. On the other side of the door, Abacus turned to Willy to check on him.

“Is that alright?”

Willy thought for a moment, he knew that Noodle was aware of his headspace now. But there still was that mild anxiety, Noodle was like his little sister. He kept her safe, looked out for her. He wasn’t sure if it was okay for that role to swap over, especially when she relied on him.

But after a long conversation with Abacus and himself, she assured him that it was okay. She wanted to be there for him. So Willy gave Abacus the nod, who called out to her.

“Come on in Noodle.”

The door creaked open and Noodle stepped inside, smiling fondly when seeing Willy tucked inside the bed. It was funny how his tall lanky frame managed to look so tiny in that bed. Willy tried to sit up straight in bed, although it made his head throb again. He tucked his stuffed toucan under the sheet self consciously, poor Chester giving a silent imaginary squawk of indignity.

Even though he felt dreadfully small, there was still that anxious part of him that wanted to seem big for Noodles sake. The girl in question just scoffed at his weak attempt to seem fine when it was extremely evident he wasn’t, perching on the end of his bed with a grin.

“Willy, you don’t need to pretend. I know you’re a baby right now”

Even Abacus couldn’t hold back a chuckle at the blunt comment, before attempting to cover it up with a very fake sounding cough. Willy looked up in complete outrage, scowling at them both rather adorably.

“Nuh a baby..”

He mumbled, still struggling with his words. But Noodles comment had pulled him from his silence, who just laughed in response. Finding his face truly priceless.

“Really? Coulda fooled me.”

Willy frowned at her teasing before giving her a small smile, it was relieving that she still treated him like usual. One thing he was worried about with Noodle knowing, was if it changed the way she saw him, treated him awkwardly or acted unnaturally. But it was clear she was still the same old snarky teenager he loved.

Abacus decided to take the opportunity to get up, deciding to allow the two some quality time whilst he attempted to sneak into town to pick up some things. Not before gently stroking back Willys damp curls tenderly.

“I best head out and pick you up some medicine young man, but I trust Noodle to keep you in check. I don’t suppose that Benz may come check up soon too.”

Willy nodded, only feeling a little apprehensive. Abacus had been caring for him all morning and him leaving did make him feel a little anxious. But when Noodle reached out and squeezed his hand, he couldn’t feel any safer.

“I’m usually the one keeping him out of trouble regardless Abacus, if it weren’t for me he’d be inside a tigers belly right now- or frozen in the bottom of that lake”

She pointed out knowingly, eyebrow raised cheekily, Wonkas cheeks burning scarlet. Nearly got eaten by a tiger actually. The accountant closed the door gently behind him as he left, knowing that Noodle would keep a good eye on him. Noodle scooted further up the bed, lifting a hand to feel his forehead. Abacus wasn’t wrong, he certainly had a temperature.

“You’re such an idiot y’know, you’re lucky you got away with just a bad fever. If you weren’t careful you could’ve added to the number of skeletons at the bottom of that lake.”

She wriggled her fingers in a spooky way, Willys eyes widening in alarm. Noodle having momentarily forgotten that he was feeling younger than usual. Probably not the best time to make jokes in that manner, backtracking her statement.

“Hey but uh- you’re okay! I was just joking about the skeletons- I think. You’re just lucky you had your sis Noodle looking after ya, as always.”

The word slipped from her mouth without realising, although the pair shared an obvious sibling-like connection with eachother. Neither of them had verbalised it yet, until of course that very moment. Noodle felt her cheeks burning, panicking incase she’d overstepped. Yet Willys eyes shone like stars at the sentence, weakly reaching out to hold her hand with a small grin.

“Sister…”

He mumbled , squeezing her hand in his. Noodle met his eyes and smiled too, there was something different about him like this. Even through his obvious illness, his eyes sparkled with a childlike optimism, innocence. For the first time she really understood and saw the younger headspace he was in.

“Yeah, but more like big sister i think at the moment. Figures though, how many times have I saved your butt now?”

She chuckled, wondering what on earth would’ve happened to the poor chocolatier if she hadn’t met him. She noticed how his eyelids were beginning to flutter, the boy yawning as he rubbed his eyes sleepily. He’d only been awake a few hours but was somehow just as exhausted as when he spent all day out in town selling chocolate.

“You need some sleep.”

She firmly stated, Willy feeling too weak to argue on the matter. Noodle pulled the blanket further up his frame, finding the small knitted Toucan sprawled out and tangled in the mattress.

“Cant forget this lil guy.”

She manipulated his floppy wings up and down to mimic flight as she handed him over. Willy accepting the little bird and tucking him under his chin like always did, breathing in his faint cocoa scent. As noodle lifted the blanket to tuck it over his shoulder, he turned over before she could fold it, holding it open.

“Stay?”

He looked up with the most manipulative puppy dog eyes, mot wanting to be alone right now. Especially with how little he was feeling. Noodle chuffed in amusement, biting her lip as she considered it. She’d been up since dawn and was in-fact feeling pretty beat herself.

In defeat with a shrug and a chuckle, she began to unlace her boots. Willy managing one of his signature grins, soon enough he felt Noodle join him under the sheets in the small single bed. But somehow they managed to fit inside comfortably, Noodle linking her free hand with his once tucked underneath the sheets. Both holding onto eachother for warmth in the chilly room.

Cuddled up beside her brother, Noodle couldn’t quite remember the last time she felt so safe, as did Willy. Both pseudosiblings embracing close before they soon both fell fast asleep in each other’s hold.

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anisaanisa · 1 year ago

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Kagome’s time between worlds. Drabble collection for @inukag-week 2023 ☆ Chapter 6/7 – Courting: Kagome tries her best. Tags: Hojo the Aloof / Bad Date Blues Word Count: 600 (Hexadrabble) 《 Previous〡Next 》

No matter how she framed it, Kagome Higurashi would go down as the worst date in Tokyo.

Japan. The World. Possibly, the entirety of Earth’s history.

The relief of reaching the top of the shrine steps was short-lived as she trudged onward, and recants tagged along to torment her like the sandals pinching her toes. The house was dimmed to match her mood, and she entered, tucking her shoes and bag away. She followed the light leaking from the living room and peeked in to find her mother asleep in front of the TV.

She’d know instantly it hadn’t gone well. Even worse, she’d know that fell to Kagome, and the tiny restaurant that rubbed their shoulders highlighted every glaring reason why they – this – would never work.

Why no one would likely ever work.

Responsibility for the date that was desultory at best was hers, though the chances of her keeping a straight face when she imagined a man bursting through the wall to save the day and cart her away were as slim as the chances of it happening.

Nothing went wrong. It just wasn’t right.

Guilt lingered as she climbed the stairs. She’d be happy, taken care of. She wouldn’t have a single thing to complain about.

But that was the problem; she didn’t want it easy.

Hojo, on paper, was a catch. He’d be the type of man to appreciate her cooking, who wouldn’t spoil a meal with instant ramen, the type who wouldn’t steal fish from someone's pond. The kiss of death rang its bell over shared teppanyaki when she grasped, horrifyingly, that she’d rather the taste of haphazardly hunted pigeon to any organic, hand-fed anything, or the sour taste of questionable broth over expensive, remedial tea leaves.

Her room was lit, waiting for her like the pyjamas on her bed, and she sat on its edge to remove her makeup. Someone that wasn’t Hojo could appear tomorrow and sweep her off her feet, but she’d already been swept, and the people she held fast to knew too.

It was in the way her mother tried to hide sad smiles when she thought Kagome wasn’t looking. In the tired, wistful sighs her grandfather made when rifling through artefacts he could never hope to lift. In the way her brother stopped mentioning his hero, all because he’d grown up, and understood her tight-lipped smiles weren’t as cheery as she’d hoped.

With more time between them than they’d had together, Kagome had never been able to shake it. She was in love with Inuyasha, had been since she was fifteen, and always would be.

She threw the blackened cotton ball in the trash. Sometimes, she wondered if that was really her. If she could strike anything with a single arrow by believing herself capable of it so fiercely. If she was the girl the jewel feared most in this world – in any world.

Inuyasha refused to believe she’d been born for any cycle, and he’d been right; she was here, living and breathing in a world devoid of never-ending battle.

She smiled at the cards she’d made for her friends for graduation, stacked on the nightstand so she wouldn’t forget them, and laughed quietly to herself when she thought yes, that had been her, and she could do anything she put her mind to, even if that was fighting tooth and nail to graduate and make her family proud.

She glanced towards the window; she could trust the moonlight to keep her safe.

Kagome reached out, and for the first time in years, she turned the light off.

Fin

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apparelguide · 2 months ago

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vish-fan · 1 year ago

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d3caybab3 · 4 years ago

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Beautiful A Tenya Iida x Chubby Insecure Fem!Reader

A/N// This is my first fic on here! Now this is 100% to cope with my own body image issues, but also I want to be there for anyone else who feels like me. There's 1, not enough Tenya fics out there, and 2, so many fics describe the reader as slim and I want to be more inclusive. I hope you like it!

Summary: You’re spending time with your beloved boyfriend Tenya, you start to unload and vent all of your insecurities onto him. He tells you he loves your body in an..interesting way.

･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Warnings: NSFW, smut, virginity taking, body worship, oral, vaginal sex, creampie, fingering, self body shaming, swearing.

You were stressed to say the least, for more reason’s than one. You had a big test coming up that you were NOT prepared for. The other reason however was more of a personal problem. Your boyfriend Tenya Iida, was the smartest, sexiest guy you’ve ever laid eyes on. Unfortunately, he was in a different class than you, 3-A. His class was full of beautiful girls with perfect bodies. Of all the girls he could have, he chose you, and it still baffles your mind. In your eyes, your face was painfully average, but that wasn’t your biggest issue. Your body was.

The way the UA uniform hugged your body in all the wrong places, how it displayed all the rolls, and how your thighs spilled over your stockings. All of it made you want to cry. You’ve told Iida about your self hatred before. Since then he's reminded you almost daily about how beautiful he thought you were, sadly, it never really worked. It may have made you feel pretty for a few minutes. Still, you never felt beautiful.

It was approximately 2 days until the big test you were severely unprepared for, which has only been adding onto your crippling stress. Then you remembered your boyfriend loves studying and he’d be willing to help. Considering it was 8:30, everyone should be in their dorms, so the risk of you getting caught. You were in class 3-D so the walk between dorms would be about five minutes. You slip on a pair of flip flops and try your best to quietly sneak out.

The brisk night air hit your legs, as you were wearing too-short pyjama shorts and an over-sized hoodie that happened to be Iida’s. The walk over to the 3-A dorms was short. When you arrived Mina, Momo, and Uraraka were in the lobby talking about lord knows what. You smiled to yourself and you knocked, a moment later Mina came over and opened up the door, greeting you with big smile. “Hey (Y/N)! Here to see your boy toy?”, she asks, wiggling her eyebrows. “Of course I am, why else would I be here?", they all chuckled a bit at what you said.

You stayed in the lobby for a bit just catching up with the girls. Since you started dating Iida, you knew everyone in his class, and became acquainted with most of them. You said your goodbye’s to the girls, making your way to the boys’ wing. When you got to Tenya’s dorm you knocked on his door a few times, hoping he wasn’t already sleeping. Thankfully, he answered but he didn’t look amused.

“(Y/N), what are you doing here past curfew!! You know it's against the rules,” Iida exclaimed, doing his signature hand motion. “I’m stressed about a test I have coming up..plus I missed you Tenya..” You sighed and give him a hug, your face landing in his big chest, as he’s much bigger than you. Tenya hesitantly hugs you back, his hands landing at your soft love handles. You smile up at him, feeling him already loosen up. No matter how much he denied it, you made him less authoritarian and more calm.

“Please Ten, help me study?”, you give him big eyes that he can’t help but smile at. “Fine,” he playfully rolled his eyes at you, letting you into his dorm. You pull up another chair at his desk, sitting so close to him that your legs touch.

“So what’s the test over? You know I have flashcards and notes for everything, Princess,” he smiles, pulling out binders and organized index cards. “It’s over geology,” you groan, your head falling into your arms. Iida noticing your stress immediately embraced you. “Studying while over-whelmed won’t get you anywhere princess..if you needed come see me you could have said so..” Iida rubs your back slowly to relax you. You already started to feel better, as you swore his touch could fix anything.

You looked up at him after a moment, his cobalt eyes staring deep into your (e/c) one's. Tenya's large hand ran down the side of your face, his finger running by your jaw and under your chin. He tilted your head up to get a better look at you, “God I'll never get over how beautiful you are,” the tone in his voice somehow sent off a signal in your brain, telling you this wasn't about studying anymore.

Iida leaned down to meet your face, his lips barely hovering over yours. He gave you a look asking for consent, instead of nodding you leaned in and kissed him first. The kiss didn't stay at a simple peck, his hands snaked down to your hips, as your hands found his hair. The kiss was nothing but pure, raw, passion. Before you could even think about it, Tenya's had lifted you up onto his lap, feeling the growing bulge in his pants.

You and Iida had been together for 6 months and you haven't gone past a make out. Because of your insecurities, you were too scared to get intimate, even with him. The thought terrified you, someone seeing you naked. Them turning away after seeing your stretch marks and rolls. The paranoia was too much, thus you just never risking it.

Tonight, however, you could tell was different. Tenya gently slid his tongue into your mouth, his grip on your hips growing tighter, sure to leave bruises there the next morning. His lips found their way down your jaw and onto your neck, causing a soft whine to escape your lips. Before you could even think about being too heavy for him, he stood up, and your first instinct was to wrap your legs around his waist.

Your hands in his hair balled up in a fist and he gently pushed you onto his bed. You beneath his large frame. Tenya pulled away to look at you, his face red and his glasses falling down the bridge of his nose. “Princess, if you don't mind I want to go all the way with you tonight,” he said bluntly. “Tenya..I-i don't want you to leave me once you see-”, you looked down at yourself. Seeing your thighs pooling on the bed, or how you could see the print of your stomach in your tight cotton shorts.

“Princess you know how I feel about you saying those things about yourself..” his eyes stared deep into yours, you could tell how upset he was. “But I'm scared..” you could feel the tears welling in your eyes. “Scared about what love?”, he asks, you could hear the sorrow in his voice. He hated when you talked down about yourself, it made Iida want to cry.

“Tenya, I'm scared that once you see what I look like under these clothes that..that you'll leave me for someone prettier, someone slimmer, someone who doesn't look like me..”, The tears began rolling down your face, with each word you spoke you could see Iida's heart break more. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to compose himself.

“Princess..(Y/N), I've said it once and I'll say it again, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, I WANT to see you happy, I want to make you feel good, I never want to leave you.. you're everything I want and more..I love you, and your beautiful body so much,” The words he spoke nearly made you cry more, his hands cupped your face as he left a soft kiss on your lips. Tenya pulled away, to look at you deeply with his cerulean eyes.

You smiled at the way he looked at you, his eyes full of love and adoration. You grabbed his hair and pulled his head down back into the kiss, his tongue finding itself back into your mouth to explore. His hands running up and down your sides. The simple gesture sparked something within you, that you never felt before. You thought for a second and came to the conclusion it had to be lust.

You pulled from the kiss to look at him, “Is something wrong princess?”

“No, it's perfect.. everything is perfect,” you smiled up at him, your legs finding his waist once more.

“Well that's good I want you comfor-” , you cut him off.

“Tenya?”

“Yes princess?”, he asked, slightly scared because you interrupted him.

“I want you tonight, all of you..please,” You were almost desperate, as you felt wetness pool between your legs. “Of course princess..”, a smirk washed across Iida's face as he slowly kissed down your neck, leaving faint marks on your supple skin.

You mewled at the sensation, grinding up on his bulge to gain friction. Iida simply groaned in response, tugging at the bottom of your sweatshirt, as a way of asking to remove it. You nodded desperately in response, just wanting him to fill you already.

You felt goosebumps on your stomach and chest as the fabric was removed. “God you're so much more beautiful than I imagined princess..”, he practically groaned at the sight. You weren't a perfect hourglass shape, and it only turned Iida on more.

A blush washed across your face as he started kissing your breasts. Leaving hickies on the fleshy mounds. Iida unclasped your bra, biting his lip at the sight of you sprawled out for him. He lowered his head and began sucking and toying with your nipples, giving them equal amounts of attention.

Tenya pulled away from your breasts, making his way down your soft stomach to between your legs. Making sure to leave marks on your thighs and stomach. He pressed his thumb onto your clit through your panties, smirking at how your winced. “Oh princess.. you're absolutely drenched and I barely touched you,” Iida placed his hands on the band of your black lace, not hesitating to rip them off you, literally.

“Tenya! Why would you do that!” you pouted, as those were a good pair. “I'll buy you new ones..” he muttered, licking his lips at the sight of your dripping cunt squeezing around nothing. “God princess..you made me wait for this..I wonder how good you'll taste,” Iida licked up your slit, making you push against his face, his glasses now on his forehead.

Tenya began to lap at your puffy clit, occasionally sucking it. His fingers were dancing at your entrance, waiting for the right moment to push one in. “Ugh Tenya please!!” you whined, balling his midnight hair into your fists. You didn't have to tell him twice, you felt one of his meaty fingers enter your tight pussy. He moaned at the way you clenched around his digit, he started to thrust his finger at the same pace he was licking your bundle of nerves.

Soon you felt a second finger inside you, the knot in your stomach growing tighter by the second. Tenya's fingers went faster inside you, finding their way to that special spot. Completely driving you over the edge. “Tenya!”, you screamed loud enough for everyone to hear, your grip on his hair impossible. Your orgasm making your clit quiver in his mouth, he continued slowly licking it through your orgasm.

Iida pulled away, his face red and his glasses fogged. “You did so good princess, I can't wait to fuck you,” he pulled off his shirt and you couldn't help but whimper at his large, muscular build over you. “Like what you see princess?”, he laughed lowly as he placed a kiss on your lips, tasting yourself in the process.

“Mm yes.. you're so handsome Tenya..”, you sat up to caress his gorgeous body. There's no denying he looks like he was sculpted by the Gods. Your hands ran up and down his large biceps, as well as his perfectly toned abs. You could see you touching him was only making him more needy, the bulge in his pants was loud and proud.

Before you had the chance to pull away yourself, Iida had shoved you back down onto the bed his sweats down at his ankles. “Don't test me princess..I may not be so gentle next time,” he growled, his kiss rough and dominating. You had reached down to pull off his boxers, your eyes widening at his length.

Your body ached at the sight, as you had a feeling you'd be limping tomorrow. Iida was a big guy, height and muscle wise, so you didn't know what you were expecting but it wasn't that. His cock was long, very thick, and slightly curved upwards.

“Tenya I-” your mouth was agape, to say you weren't a bit scared would have been a lie. “Is there an issue princess? We can stop if you want,” classic Iida, always so considerate. “No no Ten.. you're just big, very, very big,” you gulped at the sight of his member once more. “Oh, well I hope that's not a problem,” he grinned, his tip teasing your entrance. ”N-no..” you whined, wanting to be filled already.

“Well princess..if anything hurts or I'm too rough please do not hesitate to tell me," you nodded quickly in response, having enough of the talk. Seconds later you felt his cock pressing into your tight walls, hissing at how it hurt so good.

Iida continued pushing in at an agonizingly slow pace, taking every nerve in his body to not just rail you. “Fuck.. you're so tight..is everything about you just perfect?” he muttered, finally his tip pressing up against your womb. He then slowly pulled out, then quicky pushed back in, his head hitting the spongy spot inside you.

Your eyes widened in shock, moaning in pure bliss. Iida continued thrusting in and out of you, his tip hitting that spot nearly every time. It made your toes curl and tears come to your eyes because it felt so good. “Shit.. Tenya please do not stop,” you pushed down against his length, making him go deeper, which felt impossible.

Iida wasn't particularly vocal, as he wanted to hear your sweet cries. But every now and then he'd grunt, or groan. “God you're so good baby, I don't think I'll be able to get enough of your sweet cunt after this,” his thrusts started to become less rhythmic, and he began to speed up.

It took everything for him to not cum on the spot, but he wanted you to orgasm before him. You were a mess, you were shaking under him as your core got that familiar tightness once more. “Mm Tenya keep going I'm so close!”, your nails were digging into his back, leaving scratches, and crescent shaped marks behind.

Iida's hang moved between you two, his palm rubbing your oversensitive clit. Which made you see stars, moaning his name, which made him only go faster. He hit the spot in you once more before your orgasm hit you like a bus. The overwhelming pleasure made your thoughts cloudy as you were moaning nonsensical things.

Iida continued to thrust into you slowly through your orgasm, your walls clenching around him, making him paint your insides white. “God-..nngh Princess you're so good..so good.. you're mine understand? No one gets to make you feel this good besides me," his breath was heavy, as he pushed his seed into you.

Tenya caught his breath before collapsing at your side, both you and him sweating. “Princess you're beautiful okay? Don't forget that..” he kissed you softly, embracing you in his arms. You simply nodded, as you were not too far away from passing out.

For the first time in a long time you truly felt beautiful and comfortable in your own skin, this was only a small step but hopefully many more nights like this will happen. You fell asleep in Iida's arms with a content smile, so thankful you met him.

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worryinglyinnocent · 5 years ago

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Fic: Together Again (3/3)

Summary: Woven Beauty. When Detective Weaver is shot in the line of duty, the hospital calls his estranged wife, Belle. As she waits for news, listening to the messages he left her that night, she reflects on what drove them apart and wonders if they can reconcile.

Part three written for the @a-monthly-rumbelling moodboard prompt: “Scars are just another kind of memory” (quote)

Rated: T

Together Again: Part Three

It was the perfect hour of stillness and dark, and Belle smiled. Tilly was sleeping soundly in the room next door, giving the occasional squeak or sniffle, but never stirring. The moon through the half-open venetian blinds cast silver strips of light across the bedroom, and John’s fingers were tracing pictures and patterns over her bare skin as they lay in the cooling, the bedcovers kicked off onto the floor and their nightclothes discarded along with them. It had been the first time they’d made love since Tilly had come into the world, the wait lengthened by Belle’s recovery from her surgery, but the months of abstinence had most definitely been worth it.

She smiled as John ran his fingertip along the pink line at the bottom of her abdomen, usually hidden under her waistband. Tilly had steadfastly stayed the wrong way up, and nothing the doctors had tried could make her turn head downwards. Like both her parents, she was a stubborn thing. A c-section had been the best way for her to be born safely, and Belle could still remember the fear and trepidation she’d felt as she stared up at the operating room ceiling, numb from the waist down and holding John’s hand so tightly that she was certain she was cutting off his circulation. He hadn’t complained, though, just squeezing her hand whilst telling her that it was all going to be all right. It had taken her back to when he’d been recovering from surgery himself and she’d been the one in the chair by the bedside, offering hands to hold and soothing reassurances.

Belle rolled over onto her side to face her husband, reaching out to touch his own scar, just below his ribs. He’d been lucky; the bullet had managed to miss all his major organs.

“Matching war wounds,” she whispered. “The marks of life.”

“I think we wear them well.”

They were like memories, in a way. Like memories they were stark when they first appeared, and over time, they faded, the pain and trauma becoming more and more bearable until it was all in the past, but never entirely forgotten.

“Sometimes I can’t believe how close I came. To losing you forever.”

“I know.” John took her hand where it was still resting on his scar and brought it up to kiss her fingertips. “Sometimes I can’t believe how close I came, to losing everything forever. If I’m ever having a bad day, all I have to do is think about this scar, and it reminds me of everything that I have that makes it all worthwhile. A gorgeous wife, a beautiful daughter. In the end, I don’t need anything else. Well, a pay rise would always be nice, of course.”

“Yes. Now that our little one’s finally here, I think that we’ll be needing every spare bit of cash we can get. We’re going to spoil her rotten, you know.” Belle slipped her arms around John, throwing her leg over his hips and pressing in as close as she could, never wanting to let him go.

“No, we won’t.” He ran his hand down her back. “You’ll be sensible like you always are. I’ll spoil her rotten.”

“She’s going to be such a daddy’s girl; I can tell already. She’s got your nose.”

“I know, I feel I ought to apologise to her now for that. At least she has your eyes to make up for it.”

“I’ll have you know that I happen to think your nose is very attractive. Don’t put yourself down.” Belle nuzzled her nose against his, and she was about to go in for another kiss when Tilly began to cry in the room next door. Belle laughed, burying her face in John’s shoulder.

“Who was it who said that a baby was the most effective form of contraception?” she mumbled.

“A wise, wise person.” John kissed the top of her head and unlatched her limpet hold on him. “I’ll go.”

“She’s probably hungry.” Belle looked over at the alarm clock. “It’s coming up for her normal time to want a feed. You’ve kept me up, Detective Weaver. I should have been asleep hours ago.”

“Ah, that may be, but you can’t deny that you enjoyed being awake at the time.” John grabbed his pyjama pants out of the mess of sheets and nightwear on the floor and put them back on, giving her a wicked smile as he left the room. Belle turned onto her back, staring up at the ceiling as she listened to her husband crooning softly to their daughter. Her fingers found their way back to her c-section scar, still so fresh, a permanent link to Tilly tattooed on her skin more effectively than ink could ever match.

A chill ran across her, although whether it was the cooling temperature, or the memories of the surgery, was up for debate. As happy as she would have been not to move, she got up and started setting the covers to rights, finally getting everything straight just before John brought the still grizzling Tilly into the room. She was nuzzling against his chest, and John chuckled.

“No, I’m the wrong parent for that, love. But it’s ok. Mama’s here.”

Belle took Tilly from him and offered her breast, and Tilly latched on greedily. John got back into bed beside her and Belle leaned back against him, reminded of her thoughts when she had first seen him in his hospital bed after the shooting - he was not particularly tall or broad, but he’d always been solid, grounded, like a sturdy tree that someone had planted that no-one would budge. He’d always had a presence that made her feel safe and supported.

Perhaps that was why she had been so very afraid when she had come so close to losing him forever; although she had always known that his job was unavoidably dangerous, he had always been so strong and stoic, he had always been there, and she simply couldn’t imagine a world in which he was not. Even though they had been separated at the time, she had at least known that he was around, and she’d always had the hope that they would reconcile eventually.

She moved Tilly to her other breast, stroking her daughter’s cheek as she nursed. Everything about their daughter was perfect, but Belle knew that she’d get her own set of scars as time went on. As much as she wanted to wrap her precious child up in cotton wool and keep her safe from everything that the world could possibly throw at her, she knew that it would be impossible. Maybe she was worry-mongering, but even now, she could foresee grazed knees and elbows from falling off bikes and climbing frames. Even only a few months old, Tilly was outgoing and precocious, fascinated by the world around her outside of her pram. Whoever said that taking babies for walks got them off to sleep had never met Tilly Weaver, who would stare for hours on end in rapturous wonderment at birds and butterflies and even just the clouds above her. Oh, to be so young and in awe once more, able to see all of life’s beauty and none of its darkness.

Tilly finished and gave a tremendous yawn, but Belle didn’t want to put her down just yet. Somehow, she always felt like she could never hold Tilly enough. John had been the first to hold her after she’d been born, and Belle’s feelings had always been mixed about that. She would never want to admit that she was jealous of her husband getting to hold their baby before she did, because he’d tucked Tilly in beside her just a couple of minutes later whilst they were still stitching her up, but before plans had changed and they’d had to go for the c-section, she’d always envisaged holding her as soon as she was born.

Now that she was here in the world and they were all together and not in an operating theatre, Belle wanted to make up for those two minutes of lost time. John sometimes joked that he never got to hold the baby now.

It was all right now. He was holding her, and she was holding Tilly, so it all worked out. She looked back over her shoulder at him and smiled; he was as mesmerised by Tilly as she was.

“Did you ever think that we would make it this far?” she asked. “I don’t just mean when I got pregnant and all the fall out that came from that. I mean when we first met. Did you ever think that four years later, we’d be sitting here in our bed in our apartment with our daughter?”

“I’m not sure. Not from the moment we first met. It was more gradual than that. But soon enough I knew that you were going to be the one I would spend the rest of my life with.” He paused. “I never expected to be a dad, you know that. I never expected that I would be a good dad, at least. I still don’t know whether I am one.”

“You’re doing fantastically so far. We’re never going to be perfect. We’re both learning. But we can make it work, I’m sure of it. We made us work, after all, and now that we’re both working together to make parenthood work, well, I don’t think that there’s anything we can’t do.”

Snuggled in against Belle’s chest, Tilly gave a squeaky yawn and smiled as if in agreement. Yes, they would all be all right, and the scars that they gained along the way would only make them stronger.

#rumbelle fic #A Monthly Rumbelling #woven beauty #Belle French #Detective Weaver #Tilly Weaver #Fic: Together Again

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jorjathomas · 4 years ago

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Module launch and meeting groups

Coming back to the virtual university world has got me something to look forward to in this lockdown. Starting a new module always helps me analyse my previous mistakes and feedback and play close attention to how to go about these differently. This module will much more experimental for the students as we are able to focus on our designated pathways or ever try other course routes if we change our mind. The first day we had a briefing on what expected from this module as well as inspiration examples which may help us in creating a successful brand. In the afternoon we were put into groups for this module where we discussed what sort of ideas we had from the lectures and what sort of work we wanted to produce. I was worried about working with students that we weren't going to be a vocal as you would be in the classroom however i was quite surprised everyone was keen to start researching into what sort of brand we want to show. We spent the afternoon researching particular topics which we found interesting enough to include. We seemed to have a focal point on loungewear given the circumstances at the moment so each of us researched ideas based of this. I was looking at sustainable loungewear and finding running businesses who produces this. I thought it would be good to use this competitor technique which is common amongst most business owners to see how they receive their customer base. It was interesting to see a lot of similar companies as this inspired me to try and create a brand that would differs to this. Below is screengrabs of my work as well as the other students in the group which we completed on the Tuesday afternoon.

Lydia’s Research

“Places such as JD, Shein, Marks&Spencers, River Island, and Next sell kids lounge wear. A lot of kids loungewear has either, initials, prints, patterns and designs on. This is so the children want to wear it as it amuses them. The majority of the time the colours on the loungewear are bright and vibrant as this attracts children. Clothing items within kids loungewear are; short sleeve tops, long sleeve tops, shorts, leggings and also joggers. This is so that you can wear the shorts and short sleeve tops in the summer and the joggers and long sleeve tops in the winter to keep warm. Children grow out of there loungewear very fast so a lot of companies do unisex sets, so that parents can keep them for there younger siblings, to get as much wear out of them as possible. On girls loungewear there are a lot of floral prints, princess and cute designs, whereas boy loungewear has more dull colours, stripes and camouflage print on. A lot of families in this generation likes to get matching loungewear with the whole of the family, so a lot of brands have started to do this, however when the designers are designing these they have to consider the different age group, so keeping it simple/ minimalist are more likely to sell, as it pleases the whole of the family, rather than putting camouflage on it when the girls and the women wouldn’t like that. “

Lydia was looking at kids loungewear and what sort of existing brands go about presenting loungewear. I think I would be good to do kids loungewear as I wouldn't think its as common or as mention as adult wear, maybe because most kids wear its aimed to be comfy and practical. Lydia mentioned a good point about kidspeak mainly being unisex as kids are most likely to grow out of clothing quickly as an standard adult. I thought this would be a good idea to mention if we were to combine sustainable kidswear into this, and maybe introduce a hand-me down scheme where customers are able to hand in clothing or another idea that would reduce the fast fashion industry and increase a ongoing circle of borrowed clothes.

Talia’s Research

“CUSTOMERS

Loungewear- Casual clothes suitable for relaxing and laying around at home e.g., pyjamas and sweatpants. For home and small errands

Kids, women, or men want the same when it comes to loungewear, comfort.

It is widely accepted to wear loungewear in public. Customers would want to wear something that is comfortable and looks good. Feeling comfortable on the inside and out. Consumers may pull inspirations from celebs who are embracing the comfy styles and accessorizing them, making them their own.

Women

Ideally want loose clothing but it is important that it is not too baggy, Flowy fabrics that are not detrimental to their figure. If women wear a loose pant, they usually lean towards a top that is more fitted or vice versa, however this is not always the case, but this should be considered, nonetheless. Women care a lot about proportion when it comes to loungewear because proportion determines the whole look. Adding a bit of bling to avoid looking too casual.

Sustainability- the demand for eco-friendly apparel is growing.

Men

-Comfort. Men typically want something that will provide a bit of stretch and ease of movement. Are into “Working-from-home” loungewear.

-Sustainability- the demand for eco-friendly apparel is growing.

-comfortable yet stylish, functional, something flattering, a perfect balance between comfort and a tailored fit

https://edited.com/resources/mens-loungewear/

https://luxe.digital/lifestyle/style/men-loungewear-dress-code/ “

I also agree with Talia’s research, it is important we know exactly what our customer target likes as they determine the progress and growth of the brand. It is important that they are comfortable in what they are wearing as this is the main purpose of loungewear. I think it would be beneficial is we created a range of sized and garments available which would engage both genders with specific styles. For example; some women would want a big baggy t-shirt rather than a crop top or bralette to chill in.

Shannen’s Research

I liked this research and how we could involve charities into the brands message. Not only will this help the charity and its cause for a more united world it would benefit the brands engagement as our message is pure rather than just wanting to make profitable items. We were also interested in combining loungewear and going out garments as we felt this would be suitable for the current circumstances. This would most defiantly have a lot of customer engagement once Covid-19 restrictions are lifted.

Sushi’s Research

Sushi began to look at specific trends within loungewear. This being kids, men's or womenswear as we had yet finalised a specific category which we wanted to base our brand on. Kids wear colours were forecasted to be pastels and light shades of primary colours and then on the left is the men's and women's predicted colour palette. As we now know that we would like to do womenswear, the top two images are important for our group. These colours are much more vibrant which is beneficial as we wanted our brand to be like this. When researching existing loungewear, their overall vision consisted of neutral shades which seem calming and comforting to a customer. Although this matches how loungewear could be perceived, we wanted to combine daywear and comfy garments together so its important we bring these vibrant colours either into our brand layout or garments if possible. If we are looking into these pieces being sustainable its important we find techniques that could create these colours with natural dyes. This may be difficult to achieve.

Sushi highlights the importance of practicality which is shown in WGSN’s trends report. I think our group may get easily sidetracked when discussing ideas especially when combining two types of clothing. we need to remind each other that these pieces need to stay practical to loungewear despite wanting to change existing loungewear pieces. I think we can achieve this by creating brighter pieces rather shades of nudes and white. Subtle changes will be most beneficial rather than trying to overwork ourselves. I hope me and the members in the group will remember this.

Brandon’s Research

Its interesting to see how loungewear has revolutionized into what it is today. Reading this information you can see these were created for practicality this being sleep. As fashion developed into leisure and a way of socialising this is wear comfy clothes became trendy to wear. I think taking this a step further with our idea of being able to wear loungewear in smarter occurrences could change loungewear and its perception of being lazy or not put together. Looking at trends on WGSN and LSN will help me back this idea and hopefully follow it up when creating this new brand.

Julia’s Research

I liked Julia's research where she looked at popular loungewear items. These key garments are very common so it would be interesting if we tried to expand this and created something much more unique while still incorporating trend forecasts so customers will be attracted to our brand.

My Sustainable Loungewear Research

How do other brands specific to loungewear voice the sustainability of their brand? Is it common? Natural yet comfy fabrics? Not itchy or lightweight? Which type of loungewear is most common within sustainable fashion? Fluffy sets or Linen/ cotton wear? Gym wear the new loungewear?

1. We are thought.

There seems to be a common theme within loungewear and sustainability where the layout is very basic and neutral which relates to the theme and keeps intention honest. These brands probably prioritize their message rather than the look and marketing of the brand. Could we effectively combine both? Making sure fashion trends are included instead of basic wear such as cardigans and leggings? Brighter more engaging colours rather than shades? It could be harder to create this as most colour garments are dyed however we could make sure the brands message is vibrant and inviting and keeping the materials neutral do make the brand stand out. These garments have collaborated with ecofriendly organizations and suppliers such as Fairtrade which is visible throughout the page. I think this is good that this is shown regularly providing their intensions and honestly to customers. Fairtrade is a recognizable brand so customers could rely on buying if they are familiar with the collaborated business.

Its very important if we were to be sustainable that we research stats, and factual info within the fashion industry so customers can trust that we know what we are doing, and our message is clear. This business has a whole tab available for their audience to learn info about the business and what particular things are in place that make them a sustainable business. They are very open to allowing the audience to see their info which validifies their honesty in wanting to help the planet.

2. We are Tala: highlights slow fashion and gym sets being the new home wear

Although the key garments are similar to the previous brand, there is a new range of block colours and different range of loungewear types. This brand seems to sell majority gym like sets such as sports bras and leggings. I prefer this brand as their materials are much more sturdy and better quality when looking visually. Due to the circumstance that these pieces are considered as loungewear they are also active wear so their fabrics would have to be fitting and breathable in comparison to the previous brand where their products looked very free and lightweight. This brand could be viewed by a younger audience than the previous as this page seems inspired by current popular brands such as PLT or I saw it first. Famous influencers from reality tv are modelled on this page which I think would attract a new group of customers.

This brand has not only discussed what particular materials they use they have used analytics and ways in which the customer help living more sustainable. Yes, its good to buy the products but this brand has gone further in giving advice how to wash their products and overall slowing down the production of fast fashion. This expands how passionate they are about sustainability.

Both businesses perform well but I think it is important if we were to use a brand similar to these that we combine both features I’ve discussed so we are able to engage out desired audience which I am assuming is of a younger audience (gen z/millennials etc)

References:

We are Tala leisurewear product information Available at: OUR FABRICS – TALA (wearetala.com) Accessed on 2nd February 2021

Sustainable brand Thought product information found at : LIFE AT HOME | Thought Clothing (wearethought.com) Accessed on 2nd February 2021

To conclude I was surprised with how much work we did considering we had just been brief into this module. It was enjoyable to finally see some faces behind the screens and see how they work and how we could combine our differences to create a good brand. Although there is a lot of options we have explored we will narrow down a particular category which we would like to go down later this week. At the moment I believe we might try the smart casual approach to loungewear and I hope we try and create a brand that if different to the existing fashion businesses we have research in this post.

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