#happy Pre ✨

[jossambird]

Happy pre birthday

Omg, its my bb, my rat, my bestie 🥹💕 Thank you so much!

At first I only read “Happy pre” and I was like “Wow this is a powerhouse of a comment, love that” HAHA HAPPY PRE TO YOU TOO 🥴

[paigebueckersxo]

ANYWAY i’m going to ignore all the weird shit talk and paige v caitlin comparison talk and focus on the fact that i am SO excited for paige. she’s getting to live out the dream that she worked her ASS off to achieve and i know she’s going to do amazing things and shut everyone up, even if twitter bums disagree xoxo

[wososhine]

👑Capitana👑 with ✨Starlet✨

Alexia Putellas and Esmee Brugts

[t-u-i-t-c]

losing it over tsurugi having stinger make lucky his new jacket and how it matches tsurugi's

[shirogane-oushirou]

🔥the peepee poopoo brothers🔥

this picrew was so cute... i made all of my mains... oopsie... ↓↓

TOP: ren (oc) - ro (self insert) - ren (oc, retail au) MIDDLE: oushirou (stsk) - gray (hnkna) - mars (oc) BOTTOM: raven (tov) - sirius (stsk, totp au) - cass (oc, ren's sis)

also figured this was a nice way to start playing with cass's design hehehe (bottom right). in my mind she and ren very much look like siblings, though their face shapes and hair cut are a bit different. i put her in a more professional outfit for her job, but she wears graphic tees with overalls at home so she can work w the chickens skjdnfkjn.

[leclerical]

08: Reflections on the Monaco GP

Ah, Monaco giveth and Monaco taketh away. This was a weird race for me personally, given that i watched it in a weird post-flight haze, and i almost missed lights out because my hotel's wifi was convinced i was in Finland, for some reason?? so the timesheet was in the wrong time zone. Thank goodness we got pictures of Max and Charles together for the national anthem or else i might have missed it entirely. Maybe that would have been better? Whatever, let's get into it ❤️💙

I can see why people love this race and why people rag on it so hard now that i've watched a non-Charles-victory year. It's simply too narrow for overtakes or evasive maneuvers or anything genuinely interesting to watch, so it was mostly just me sweating over pitstop timings and staring confusedly at... whatever the hell Merc was cooking up. God, and the team stuff was insane. I don't think Carlos could have rolled it any slower to protect Alex, but like... why. I guess i'm glad he got scared enough by last year's silly season to learn how to be a team player, but also, ooof, what a weird, unsatisfying thing to witness. I mean, i do enjoy proper teamwork, but this is over a line, i think. The strategy in the race was a roadblock rather than a duel, so those mid-placements felt unearned, largely. I like to see someone work hard to win, and it seems like i'm not the only one.

After Charles's genuinely freaking insane weekend, P2 is good, but ahhhh so fucking close to perfection. Gutting, even though i had been worried after Imola that Charles would be in the third row, let alone the first. It's always some kind of rollercoaster with Charles and Ferrari, so i'm honestly pleased now that i've had time to settle. So glad that Charles got to be up on the podium in his beautiful race suit, in front of his beloved country. Not a perfect race, but any good thing for Charles is a good thing to witness as a fan.

Okay, but the joint Max/Charles strategy at the end?? Now that's the kind of teamwork i like to see! Max's strategy was excellent, it's a shame it didn't amount to much (aka Charles in Imola twice). Even more of a shame that Charles didn't have the space to make a miracle happen as Max was walking 4 along. God, i'll refrain myself on the anti behavior today, and instead focus on how Charles and Max were working on some galaxy brain, next level shit. I love their joint understanding that they would bite out each other's throats for a win, coupled with the persistent "if it has to anyone other than me, it's always you" need to see the other do well. The line between rivalry and love is one made of selfishness, but maybe that's why it's so compelling. I don't know, it was fun to see them dunk on 4 a bit, haha.

Also, oh my god, my anxiety levels were so improved by not watching this race alone. That or maybe Monaco isn't worrying? It's hard to say. Guess i'll find out next week with Spain.

fic updates

fic B is being ignored :/ Sorry, my sweet, little guy, life's been busy, and i'm not sure when i'll make it back here mentally (16,376)

fic C is percolating. I have so many ideas, but enough that i need to rejig a few things and revisualize this one. I think i'm getting there again, though (31,998)

fic D has the most nebulous plot structure, and my brain refuses to work. I'm perpetually sad about this one, i think it'll be so fun to write when i finally get there (0)

fic P is new. Whoops? This plot bunny would not leave me alone, so i just had to go for it in the maybe 20 minutes of free time i had this week, and oh boy, it's been fun so far! (3,756)

[izasquish]

COME GET YOUR DAILY DOSE OF HAPPINESS

They were totally married pre-Sonic 1 movie. Trust✨😔🫡

I hc that when they got married, Rob just took it as a sign to randomly shower Stone with love with no warnings whenever.

Stone was unprepared for the onslaught of sudden and random bouts of affection behind closed doors. 😂

[lambilegs]

I adore your best friend's older sister! Sevika headcanons, literally been rereading since last night 😫

I had a thought, a little crumb, a little ✨food for thought ✨, but what about Best friend's older sister! Sevika getting jealous. Maybe they aren't together yet and she spots reader getting a lil too cozy with another friend. Or maybe they are together and Sevika is not liking the way reader's coworker is gettin a lil too comfy 👀😤

I've truly thought about this too often lol, sorry for the rambles ♡

best friend's older sister!sevika getting jealous <3

note to anon: BAE DON'T APOLOGIZE THIS IDEA IS SOOOO <33 and omg thank you so so much!! I'm so happy you like it hehe. so, I decided to expand upon the first idea you gave because it's so so good, though I LOVE both. like, thank you so much for sending these thoughts AHHH <33

so, I totally agree with you that best friend's older sister!sevika would definitely be possessive. it's only worsened pre-confession because you're not hers yet, so she doesn't feel like she has much of a right to do anything about it. at least if you guys were together, she could wrap her arm around your waist or kiss your head, something silent to signify to others that you're hers.

but, as much as you two have teased and been pushing and pulling these past few months, that's all it's been. push, pull, push, pull. no confession, no asking out, no dates. and, listen, sevika doesn't mind the long game necessarily -- she knew from the get go that if she was gonna be pursuing you, it'd have to be serious. she wasn't about to get into some vague, unidentified shit with her sister's best friend. not only would her sister kill her for that, but it's not even what she's interested in in the first place. it's easy to talk to you, to trust you. it's easy to want something longterm with you. but, longterm means she needs to put in the work of trusting you. and for her, that takes a while. so, she doesn't mind the long game.

what she does mind, though, is that taking things slow means that in this whole getting-to-know-you phase, she doesn't know exactly where your head is at. if you want something serious, if you're ready for a relationship. she knows she should be asking you these questions, but as much as she hates to admit it, it makes her uncomfortable to think of being so honest about these feelings of hers. and what being honest could potentially lead to, like a pierce into your guys' relationship, whatever the hell it is.

but, goddammit, is it fucking hard to not grab you, drag you to her room and show you exactly how she feels when you're on the living room couch, canoodling up to one of the girls in yours and her sister's friend group. she knows how it is for you guys. no boundaries, endless amounts of teasing, flirting, nasty jokes. but, that doesn't make it any easier to see you nuzzling your head into one of their shoulders, the two of you swapping and laughing hysterically over suggestive comments about leaving the room to do some "private activities."

sevika grits her teeth from where she can hear the conversation, gripping the handle to the fridge hard. she sucks in a sharp breath, shakes her head, and grabs her bottle of water from the side shelf. shutting it close quietly, she makes her way to her bedroom, sock-clad feet heavy against the wood.

when she walks past your group, practically cuddled in the living room, she nods quietly at the group of you guys, feeling her shoulders tense up when you and her make eye contact. your head darts off your friend's shoulder, and she nearly snickers. you really aren't subtle when it comes to paying her attention. and today, she doesn't feel like returning it, her stomach clenched in anger over the unabashed flirting she just overheard.

she's in the middle of tinkering at her desk, tweaking some annoying shit that keeps making a scraping noise every few hours, when a knock comes to her room.

"yeah?" she mutters, trying not to throw the screwdriver right at the wall.

when you poke your head in, she glances at your momentarily before continuing her work. she hates how her stomach flips at your arrival, how she suddenly feels clumsy with the tools under your gaze.

"what?"

you start from where you lean on her doorframe. "I just, um, wanted to check if we're good?"

"just peachy," she huffs out, dragging her wrist past her brow, which is sticky with sweat. "why?"

"well, um..." you trail off, shifting on your feet. "you usually smile or say hi now, and right now, you didn't."

she feels a flash of irrational annoyance. she doesn't like the fact that you can read her so easily, as though you have her constantly under a microscope. she doesn't wanna have to deal with her jealousy, her feelings, but you cornering and confronting her like this doesn't make that easy.

"I'm fine."

she blinks hard at the gears when her bedroom door softly clicks shut.

"no, you're not. sevika, come on, what's wrong?" you trot over to her desk, standing right next to her, shoving your presence into her space. "tell me."

she sighs, her body stiff with embarrassment and irritation at your stubbornness. god, things would be so much easier if you weren't so damn feisty, always snapping back at her. but, at the same time, though she'd never tell you, she can't help but like your persistence.

"do you have to be so damn flirty with all your friends?" she bites, immediately regretting the words as soon as they shoot out. so much for subtlety.

your head jerks back. "that's why you're upset? sevika, I've always flirted with them, you know that. I'm sure you've seen your fair share of it for years now."

"yeah, well, now, it's different." she keeps her eyes locked onto the desk, and when she realizes just how thinly veiled the implication of her words are, she rushes to add, "now, I think it's risky shit. you know, someone could get the wrong idea."

you scoff. "it's been like this for years. no one will get the wrong idea."

she rolls her eyes, grumbling incoherent words. she knows you're right. she's made her own fair share of jokes like that with her buddies, even the ones she wouldn't be caught dead with in any lifetime. and you're right, your little gang has always been like this. but, none of that helps to dampen the burning irritation that grows in her stomach when she sees you being so touchy with someone who isn't her. with someone who may think they have a chance with you, no matter how slim. she doesn't want you to have options, she wants to be the only one you see in that way.

"and I don't want you to get the wrong idea, either."

she freezes at the words, her hand stilling.

you inch in closer and your warm palm rests on her shoulder. she feels something stir inside her at the touch, wishing you'd slide the rest of your hand down her arm. you guys have touched briefly, sure, but it's usually fleeting, teasing. this, though? this is tender, and -- it's intimate. you're trying to reassure her, she can tell. she knows it's a nice thing to do, but a part of her cringes at the fact that her feelings were so badly concealed that you even needed to comfort her at all. she should be better than this.

"I don't see anyone in my group like that, okay?" you pause, and the silence between you two thickens. right before it becomes suffocating to the point of sevika forcing herself to respond, you add, your voice quiet and shaky, "trust me, it's not my friends whose attention I want like that. just one other person... who's close by."

her nostrils flare, her breaths feeling tighter than before. are you saying what she thinks you are?

"okay," she manages to get out.

"okay." your hand slips from her shoulder, and she feels the cold of your absence as you turn to leave. without thinking, her hand flies up, catching yours.

your head whips to her in surprise, eyes wide and curious.

she thumbs at your pulse point, some of her confidence regaining through feeling how it spikes. but, still, there's an undercurrent of discomfort, so she tries to steady her voice before saying, "you know, I have a pretty good shoulder too."

you laugh, ducking your head down. sevika tries not to pull you in closer, coax you to look at her when she talks. "yes, I'm sure you do," you respond, a sarcastic lilt to your voice.

"well, obviously. you're always checking me out when I work out."

you splutter, eyebrows scrunched indignantly. "well, that's because you insist on working out in front of us always! for all I know, maybe you're the one who's into someone in our group."

your voice is mocking, but sevika hears the tremors of it towards the end. are you nervous that she maybe is into someone else but you? or are you hopeful it's you?

you gave her a bit of assurance, so she might as well return the favour.

"maybe there is someone I'm trying to impress. someone who'd maybe notice that more if they weren't always shoving their face in other people's chests."

she can see how your eyes bulge at the semi-confession, your palm slick with sweat in her hand. your mouth flaps open for a few seconds, before shakily saying, "well, you did offer yourself up as a substitute."

her cheeks ache with how hard she's trying not to grin too widely. "don't get too excited."

you wring your hand from her grip, smiling coyly as you reach for her doorknob. "I'll try to contain myself."

[gribouli]

Here is my drawing for the @ourownsidefund zine 💚

This piece was a Collab with my lovely friend @ineffableword a writer !!

You can found her fic here : https://archiveofourown.org/works/67216219

And here some close-ups (I'm really REALLY proud of the background because I had a big struggle with backgrounds in general and here I am !!!)

I really like the flatcolors too uhu 💚

I'm really happy to have been part of this project

Also congrats to everyone, so much money was raised and as a fandom, we can be proud 💚

Using the opportunity for a little life update :

I'm a bit inactive because I'm working as a server so I have no time lmao, but I'm also working on merch, because I will have booths in cons in October and in November (also sad things happened in my life too ahah)

But I will share you WIP and all uhu, and I will open a ko-fi, maybe some pre-orders too, idk

Hope you will like what I will make ✨

[bitchface24-7]

Hii! I've been scrolling through all your works and I just want to say I am ✨obsessed✨ so I saw a post where you were asking for fluff or angst request and I really really REALLY wanna see what Viktor and jayce would do if they're jealous or being protective! Like they saw reader at one of the parties and was being incredibly hit on. Would also be nice if it would be like pre-relationship! Like they're gonna confess or something, I don't really know this is my first time asking for request acckkk

(I really really want it to be jayvik x reader too pls 🙏🙏)

GREEN EYED - JAYVIK X READER

synopsis: everyone knows the three of you are together. It’s no secret either. So imagine their surprise when the three of you go to a council party and a few guests flirt with you. They're not very happy about that…

warnings: unwanted flirting, Jayce and Viktor saving you, pre-established relationship, Viktor hits/trips people with his cane, Jayce is a bodyguard, fluff, suggestiveness, Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/m/f or m/m/m

p.s. Oooh this was fun and funny to write. I'd be so flustered if they acted this way toward me. Hope y'all like it! Love ya ❤️

This party is horrendous. The food has no flavour, the alcohol isn't strong enough, and too many people are trying to flirt with you.

Viktor angrily sips on his champagne, his knuckles white at how hard he's holding the glass. Jayce's eyes are narrowed as he picks at the food he's attempting to eat.

All because some middle aged man with a heavily receding hairline is looking at you the way a lion looks at an antelope. Like your his prey.

“Whos turn is it now?” Jayce asks, eyeing the man down as he pops a cube of cheese into his mouth, “Mine.” Viktor states as he shoots back the rest of his champagne.

Jayce nods and Viktor casually walks over to where you're awkwardly standing. He completely understands why so many people are flirting with you. You have a sparkling personality and a gorgeous look. Beautiful on the inside and out.

Especially right now. You're wearing form-fitting black slacks, a billowy white shirt with an embroidered corset, showing off your waist and black loafers. Your hair is framing your face in a lovely way.

Your face is in a slight grimace as you sip champagne, leaning back away from the older man.

The man grunts in pain as Viktor whips his achilles tendon with an amazing aim, “Oh I'm so sorry,” Viktor apologizes, his tone full of fake concern, “I didn't mean to hit you, it was an accident.”

You huff lightly as your eyes glimmer at your lover, the older man looks cross. His face worsens at Viktors next words.

“I was coming over to see my partner and I accidentally stumbled. My bad.”

You hide your laugh behind your glass as the old mans face turns red in both anger and embarrassment. “You’re dating them?” He questions you, pointing incredulously at Viktor.

A hum is heard as you sip your champagne again, “I told you that five minutes ago, and you completely ignored me.”

The man sputters and essentially runs away. You and Viktor stand there in silence for a bit before the two of you laugh, and you continue to laugh as you walk back to Jayce.

Jayce's dark look has completely vanished, and he looks like a puppy now. Big smile, sparkling eyes, dimples out. If Jayce had a tail it'd be wagging a mile a minute.

“My heroes.” You croon at the two of them. A smirk on your lips as the two men fake innocence.

“I don't know what you're talking about?” Jayce says, his tone light and joking. You laugh and the two men smile at you. Ironically enough, now a woman comes up to talk to you. You groan in irritation and before the man can start talking to you, Jayce moves in front of you, the only thing you see is his deliciously broad back.

“They’re taken.”

The woman sputters, her eyes wide as her mouth opens and closes, “But—”

Jayce repeats himself, his tone firmer, darker.

“They’re taken, go away.”

The woman huffs and stomps away, her heels clacking harshly against the marble floor. Jayce sighs and falls back towards your side. Both you and Viktor smirk at the tall man. He looks confused.

“What?”

“Babe that was so sexy.” You tease.

“Got me hot under the collar.” Viktor adds, jokingly fanning himself. Jayce flushes all the way to his ears, grabbing a glass of champagne off the table and throwing it back.

“Shut up.”

The two of you laugh and Jayce's playful irritation melts away. He loves seeing the two of you laugh.

When another person comes up to talk to you the three of you groan. Jayce blocks you and Viktor again as you go to leave the party, the man doesn't read the room and goes to follow you two. Viktor subtly moves his cane a bit further out than normal and the man falls on his face.

You don't see anyone's reaction to his fall since you're already out the door, going back home.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

You sigh and try to take your corset off. You get mad at have a mini-tantrum. You're tired, you want to relax with your boys and slouch lazily on the couch. You can't do that with this corset.

You feel a large hand settle on your waist and slowly untie the laces in the back. You sigh in pleasure as the corset is loosened. It’s fitted to you perfectly, and its super comfy, but you don't have the best posture. So being forced to stand straight for a few hours has made your back sore.

You groan as you roll your shoulders, your back popping. You turn your head and kiss Jayce on the cheek.

Jayce smiles as you plop onto the couch next to Viktor, your shirt now much looser falls down your shoulder slightly. You untuck your shirt from your pants and it damn near falls down to mid-thigh. You unbutton your pants and shimmy out of them.

You're at home with your lovers, you're getting comfy goddamn it.

“What a show we're getting.” Viktor jokes as he lays a hand on your thigh, watching intently as you drop your head onto the back of the sofa. Jayce joins the two of you on the couch and kisses your bare shoulder.

“The amount of money those people at the party would pay to see you like this.”

“Theres not enough money in the world for me to leave you two.”

Viktor hums, “Is that so?” and brushes his nose against the crook of your neck, kissing, biting, and licking; leaving a dark hickey.

Jayce follows suit onto the other side.

You sigh in pleasure, “You two putting a claim on me? What? You two jealous of the people at the party?”

Jayce growls and Viktor chuckles, “Not jealous darling, possessive. We know you're ours, but it seems others don't.”

“So we’re rectifying that.” Jayce adds, nipping your jaw.

You just smile, wrapping one arm around each of them, “I’m not complaining. Rectify away!”

They both stop giving you hickies and both kiss your cheek at the same time, your face squishing together. Then the litter your face with kisses, making you giggle in elation.

Why on earth would you ever go from one of those people at the party when you have the best partners in the world?

No one could ever compare to them. No one.

You're the luckiest person in the world.

(On the other hand, Viktor and Jayce think they're the luckiest people in the world.)

Oh to be their partner in the arcane world. Why can't they exist irl 😭😭

Hope y'all enjoyed it, love ya ❤️

[luclipse85art]

✨Happy Juneteenth, all✨

So in addition to working on my Husk Pride standee, I’ve done a collab with @atgcreates on BlueSky & @elmodontdraw for The Hellaverse Cookout Discord server’s store https://thehellaversecookout.bigcartel.com! This will be available as a print✨

We’ve got pre-orders going until July 11th 😁 We appreciate your support!

[amalthiaph]

✨ Redesigning Some Costumes in Narnia ✨

Okay, I'm not saying I can do it better, Isis Mussenden will always be better at this than me, but this draw series (which I probably won't finish again) is something like a Narnia-In-My-Style.

And I started with this because this is one of the scenes that bugged me since 2009. I knew that the coronation sequence in Prince Caspian only lasted for a minute but I kinda wished I could redesign their outfit based on what I headcanon.

So my headcanon is that their goal is for humans and Narnians to coexist, so the Kings and Queens of Old demonstrated that by blending both cultures starting with the clothing. This is basically the challenge I set for myself for this series: I blended the Pre-Raphaelite inspirations with Mediterranean Fashion while keeping the original colors Mussenden had used.

For this one, I decided to let Lucy keep her 'happy' look by leaving her hair down.

Other Pevensies (coming soon): Peter, Susan, Edmund

[moody-alcoholic]

✨Freaky Friday✨

This week we've got some 141 ✨ brat taming ✨ I hope you enjoy this because I'm not 100% happy with it. Well I guess thats what freaky Fridays are for - experimentation.

Loosly based on THIS

Summary: poly 141 x reader, brat taming. WC: 3.3k CW: +18 content MDNI. Sex, dom/sub dynamics, edging, cum play, spanking, oral (M receiving), fivesome - MMMMF, sex toys, overstimulation, anal sex, orgasm denial.

Enjoy ya fility animals <3

___

“Right, power in numbers. They can’t pin us all down.” Johnny says, it’s like a weird pre-game huddle, only the game is being a brat and getting away with it. 

“I think they can.” Kyle replies, Johnny tuts landing his hand on Kyle's shoulder. 

“You’re such a pessimist.” Johnny says shaking his head, you giggle looking between them. “We need to teach them a lesson, or they’re going to have us running drills for the rest of our lives.” 

“I mean, that is their job.” Kyle says. 

“I know but they’ve been extra tough lately, I think they’re getting bored.” Johnny says. “We’ve been stuck on this base for months.” 

“They have been working us hard, my legs are still sore.” You add. You all look between each other for a few seconds.

Kyle sighs. “Okay, what's the plan?” He asks, crossing his arms. 

“I’ll deal with Simon, you two take care of Price.” 

“Thats a terrible idea.” You say.

“Why?” Johnny whines. 

“You’re already a brat Simon’ll sniff you out in seconds. I’ll take Simon.” You explain, he presses his lips together you can see the frustration in his face. 

“Okay, fine. But remember, we’re teaching them a lesson. Don’t get distracted.” Johnny says, landing a hand on each of your shoulders. You and Kyle both nod. 

There’s no way this ends well.

…

It starts slow. 

You’re laid on the couch with Simon running your hand over his chest. Kyle and John started making out on the other sofa, Johnny’s sitting on the floor but has slowly started moving his hands over John’s body. Simon hasn’t shown much interest but you know he’s seen what's going on. 

You hear John moan and both of you look over to see Johnny running his hand up John’s top. You can already see the bulge in John’s pants and Kyle grinds against it causing John to moan again. You swallow the lump in your throat and you push your hand up Simon’s shirt brushing over one of his nipples. 

He looks back at you and turns his head to kiss you, you press your tongue in his mouth and feel his hands run up your body. 

“Easy.” You hear John say. You chuckle watching Johnny’s head buried in John’s neck. 

“C’mon.” Simon says sitting up. He walks over to Johnny pulling his head off John’s neck, you can see the red mark he’s left. 

“Aww, let me at him.” Johnny whines moving back to John’s neck. You’re supposed to be distracting Simon, but he seems too interested in trying to get you all to move upstairs. You hop off the sofa pulling your top over your head. You see John’s eyes land on you and Kyle's hand goes down to grip John’s cock over his clothes. 

“Johnny.” Simon says, pulling him back again. Simon leans down and kisses him, it’s hot and sloppy it makes your pussy throb. You walk over to Simon gripping the bottom of his top and pull it up. Simon breaks from the kiss cupping Johnny’s chin. 

“Be a good boy, Johnny.” Simon orders, his voice low, it's almost a growl. You watch Johnny’s eyes glisten as Simon lets his face go and pulls his top off turning to look at you. His hands run up your side to cup your breasts, he runs his thumbs over your nipples. 

“You’re going to be good for us right?” He asks, you feel heat rush to your cheeks. 

“Maybe.” You tease. He hums trying to get a read off you as he leads you over to the sofa sitting down while you stand in front of him. You’re not quite sure what Johnny and Kyle are up to but you can hear John’s frustration rising. 

You know Simon wants to kneel down between his legs, take is cock out and suck it. Fuck, you want to do that too, then you remember why you’re doing this, you can’t falter now. Simon reaches out to grip your waist pulling you closer to him. 

He hums against your skin, gripping your pants and pulling them off. You step out of them as he continues to press kisses across your hips.

“Jesus Soap, let Kyle have a turn.” John grunts. 

“Make me.” The words roll off Johnny’s tongue with a low growl. You look down at Simon, you see his lips twitch into a smile. He’s going to enjoy this, you can tell already. Johnny was right, they need to get some of their energy out. 

“Being a little brat today Johnny.” Simon says he stands up giving you a quick kiss before stepping past you over to the others. “Do You need a quick lesson in respect?” 

Johnny slips into the role of being a bratty little shit too easily, it almost annoys you. Simon’s hand grips his mohawk pulling him off John's cock and Johnny turns, pressing his face against Simon’s crotch. Simon doesn’t have to say anything, Johnny’s already pulling the rest of Simon’s clothes off. 

“Come here.” John says looking over at you. 

“You come here.” You reply walking backwards over to the sofa and sitting down spreading your legs for him. You see Kyle smile while he’s taken over the role of playing with John’s cock. John raises an eyebrow looking up at Simon. 

“Let me fuck her Si.” Johnny asks enthusiastically, looking over at you and winking. 

“No, she’s mine.” Kyle says jumping off John and coming over to you, pulling his clothes off as he does. You watch John look up at Simon again then start to sit up. Johnny whines trying to make his way over to you but Simon keeps him in place. 

“You plannin’ on leaving your captain all by himself?” Simon asks, turning to look at you both. Kyle’s hand is already between your legs. 

“I’m sure you can handle it LT.” Kyle says, it makes you chuckle and you have to bite down on the inside of your cheek to stop yourself. Simon sighs and you see a little smile form on his lips as he leads Johnny over to you. 

“C’mon then.” He says gesturing for you both to get on the floor. Johnny sits on the floor with his back to the sofa, you and Kyle look at each other before sliding down to the floor too. 

“You’re really going to push our buttons today?” John asks standing above you all.

“What do you think we should do with them?” John asks, looking over at Simon who's pacing with his arms crossed. 

“I think they need a reminder of what they’re missing.” He says moving one of his hands down to stroke his cock. 

“Up against the sofa.” John orders, you all follow shuffling back until you can’t anymore. Simon and John both step towards you cocks in hand, they look over you all smiling. John comes over to you stroking himself, his cock stops a few centimeters away from your lips. 

“You’re going to get me nice and wet, right sweetheart?” You swallow the nerves nodding and opening your mouth. 

“You too Johnny.” You hear Simon say, in the same position as John. John presses his cock in you mouth and it fills with saliva as you press your tongue on the underside the way you know he likes it. You’ve got to give them a little bit right? Can’t be a brat all the time, you’ve got to give them a little something.

You hear Johnny moan as Simon presses his cock into Johnny's mouth, you turn your eyes to try and see, it almost makes you choke on John’s cock as he pushes it in deeper groaning. 

“Eye’s up here sweetheart.” John says, you hum and look back up at him as tears form in your eyes. 

“Hands off Johnny.” Simon snaps, his voice makes you shiver. “Put them on her.” A second later you feel fingers on your clit, you squeeze your eyes closed moaning. 

“You too, Gaz. Make yourself useful.” John says, your eyes snap back open and you look up at him. Kyle’s fingers fight with Johnny’s and eventually one of them moves down to your entrance. You moan around John’s cock as presses into your mouth deeper, hitting the back of your throat. 

“Fuckin’ beautiful.” Kyle says. It’s his fingers thrusting into you. John pulls out your mouth as saliva starts to run down your chin. 

“Perfect,” John says, reaching down using his thumb to wipe the saliva away, he then presses it in your mouth and you suck on it. 

“Hum, you ready Si?” John asks. You look over at him, his cock fully in Johnny’s mouth, his balls resting on his chin. 

“Of course.” He says pulling out, Johnny sucks in a long breath. 

“Okay, love. They’re going to make you feel good, and you’re going to make them feel good.” There’s a cheeky grin on John’s face as Simon comes over and wraps his arms around John’s waist, John reaches down to stroke Simon’s cock. 

“You better not come.” Simon orders. You reach over to each of them, wrapping a hand around each cock.

“Or what?” Johnny asks. You squeeze him and grit your teeth, there’s no way he’s still being this bratty. Simon smiles, chuckling and shaking his head. 

“You don’t want to find out.” Simon says darkly, it makes you shiver and you feel Johnny’s cock twitch. You moan as Johnny focuses his attention on your clit. Kyle’s fingers haven’t stopped but as you watch Simon and John fall on the sofa together he curls his fingers up inside you. 

“Fuck.” You can’t help it slipping out and you clench around him. You speed up your hand to try and throw him off. Johnny has the same idea as you, his fingers pressing onto you harder. Your eyes flick over to see Simon with his face pressed into John’s ass.  

It makes your pussy throb and Kyle reaches over, pressing his mouth against your neck. You close your eyes squirming in their grip. John click his tongue, your eyes snap over to him and Kyle pulls his mouth off your neck. They want you to keep watching, you’re not allowed to stop watching or try to look away. 

Fuck, their fingers are relentless, it doesn’t help when Simon eases himself into John and the sound of their moans start to fill the air. You need to focus, focus on not coming and focus on trying to get Johnny or Kyle to break. Unfortunately They have the same idea, Kyle’s fingers are hitting that perfect spot inside you and he curls his fingers making you grind against him.

You think Johnny might be the easiest to break so you focus on him, speeding up your hand and pressing your thumb in the under side. He grinds his teeth and it makes you smile, John and Simon seem too invested in each other to keep checking on you all. 

“So much for sticking together.” You say as low as possible. Johnny giggles and you squeeze around the base of his cock. He likes that letting out a low moan, you’re almost neglecting Kyle and you can tell he’s frustrated by the way he slams his fingers into your cunt. 

You turn your attention back to him smearing the dribble of pre down his cock. 

“Christ.” He moans, you look over at John and Simon so you can have something other to focus on, it does not help at all. Listening to them moan, watching as Simon presses John’s head down into the pillows makes your pussy flutter.

You’re all squirming and moaning now, you watch Simon speed up and John starts to pant into the pillow. 

“Fuck, John. So fuckin’ tight.” Simon says, digging his nails into John’s hips. Johnny moans and you feel fresh pre com drip down his cock. You speed up on both of them. Lucky Johnny’s so cock drunk he can barely move his fingers on your clit. Kyle seems to be in the same position as his fingers also falter. You smile using the break to work them harder. 

“Fuck - John.” Simon calls. He grunts as he comes, his hips stilling as he spills into John. You see John come too, his spend coats the sofa as he grinds his cock against it riding himself through the orgasm. Simon hops off the sofa as John pants through the overstimulation. 

He turns to look at you all, a smile grows on his face and he comes over. He paces in front of you all for a second almost like he’s trying to decide who to torture first. He lands on Johnny bending down in front of him and reaching out to grip his cock. 

You move your hand, stretching your wrist. Simon takes over using both his hands to pump Johnny’s cock. 

“Ready to apologise?” Simon asks, his voice grumbling. 

“Don’t fall for it Tav.” Kyle calls, you smile as you see John come over too. He stops and kneels in front of Kyle. You move your hand again getting the idea. 

“Don’t stop.” John says, looking at you. You nod moving one of your hands down to your clit. At least this time you can control the speed. You look back over at Johnny, his hair is stuck to his face.   

“P-please.” Johnny wimpers squirming and arching his back. 

“You going to be good?” Simon asks, he’s almost growling. 

“Ye-s. So, so good for you sir.” Johnny cries, for a second you think you can see tears rolling down his cheeks. 

“Good boy.” Simon says, taking his hand off Johnny. “Turn over, lean against the sofa.” 

“God damn it Soap.” Kyle whispers, fuck he’s not going to last either. John’s hand speeds up.

“What about you?” John asks, his voice low and soft as he leans over pressing a kiss on Kyle’s lips. “Want Johnny to suck you off?” 

“Fuck.” Kyle says squeezing his eyes closed. John grips his chin with his free hand. 

“Eye’s open Garrick.” He demands. Kyle's eyes snap open, John smiles. “See, you can follow directions.” 

“Say you’re sorry and you’ll get his soft mouth on your cock.” John says, speeding up his thrusts. “You’d like that wouldn’t you MacTavish, you’d make him feel so good.” 

“Yes.” Johnny says, you look over seeing Johnny gripping the sofa while Simon fingers him. Each time he curls his fingers Johnny moans out.

“Christ.” Kyle says as his toes curl. 

“Three little words, Garrick. You can do it.” John says, you watch as John’s thumb presses over the top of Kyle’s cock. He throws his head back shaking. 

“Sorry.” He pants. “I’m sorry, sir.” 

“What the hell happened to power in numbers?” You ask, John and Simon chuckle. 

“C’mon Johnny, get on your hands and knees.” Simon orders taking his fingers out so he can move. 

“Sorry, love. They’re real persuasive.” Johnny pants as he gets into position hooking his arms under Kyle’s legs pushing them up. John comes over to you with a smile on his face and a glint in his eyes. 

“Come on, you wouldn’t want to miss out.” He says, his fingers gently travel up your thighs, the light touch makes you shiver. 

“God forbid you’re ever caught by the enemy if this is all it takes to break you.” You say locking eyes with John whose smile gets bigger. Now it’s a challenge. 

“Now, now, love. Don’t you want to have fun, relax and let me take care of you.” His fingers press on your clit, it’s like a jolt of electricity shoots through your body. Johnny and Kyle’s moans are not helping, Simon has lined his cock up with Johnny’s hole. You hold your ground even as he starts to circle your clit. 

“Fuck, Johnny.” Kyle calls, John’s head snaps to him. 

“Nope, don’t you dare cum Garrick.” John orders. “Not until she’s appologised.” 

“Love, please-” He whines before gritting his teeth. Johnny takes his mouth off Kyle’s cock as Simon eases into him with a long moan. 

“Christ.” Johnny calls, squeezing his eyes closed. 

“Gonna cum already Johnny? That fucked out already?” Simon taunts him. 

“P-please, sir.” Johnny begs. 

Simon lets out a low laugh. “You heard Price. Not till she says sorry.” Johnny lets out a groan as his face falls next to Kyle’s cock. 

“Are you going to make them suffer?” John asks, his fingers have been slowly speeding up, you have to bite down on the inside of your cheek so you don’t squirm against his hand. 

“It was all Johnny’s idea.” You say. 

“Of course it was.” Simon says between thrusts. Poor Johnny’s not getting any rest bite, good he apologised first so he should suffer for the longest.

John hums and his fingers leave you. It gives you a few seconds to steady your heart rate but it doesn’t take long for him to come back. This time with a new weapon, a small pink vibrator, not much but enough to have you gritting your teeth already. 

He shuffles over to you pressing the small vibrator on your clit. There’s a cheeky smile on his face. The rapid vibrations instantly cause you to squirm and try to back up away from him but you can’t. 

“All I need is a ‘sorry, sir.’” He says, moving his other hand up the inside of your thigh. 

“Love,” Kyle calls, you look over to see Johnny’s mouth slopply sucking Kyle off. It shocks you when John presses his fingers into you. You almost come right there, crying out through gritted teeth and bending your knees.

“Fuck.” You say as his fingers curl up into you rubbing against your g-spot. “F-fuck.”

“Oh love, you’re so close.” John says, it doesn’t slow him down. “How long are you going to last, hum?” You want to reply but it’s taking all your energy not to come. You’re not going to give up yet, you’re grinding your teeth. You want to hold as long as possible then you look over at Johnny and Kyle.

Their moans and calls fill your ears. Simon’s hips move at a steady pace whereas Johnny’s mouth can barely keep up, Kyle’s squeezing his hair so tight his knuckles are turning purple, and Johnny’s not much better digging his nails into Kyle’s hips. 

“Fuck!” You call, frustrated you’re giving up. “I’m sorry, sir!” 

You see a smile on John’s lips and hear a sigh of relief from Kyle. 

“Good girl.” He says.

“C-can I come? Pl-please.” You beg relaxing your body. You barely hear him say yes before you cry out gripping Kyle’s arm as you come. Your whole body throbs, John doesn’t stop fucking you with his fingers and pressing the vibrator hard on your clit. You feel it deep in your stomach as you start to shake from the overstimulation. 

“John.” You call, he chuckles, slowing down his fingers and removing the vibrator. You’re panting as he pulls his soaked fingers out bringing them up to your mouth. 

“Open,” He orders. You open your mouth and he presses his fingers in. You move your tongue around them, licking his fingers clean. He hums smiling at you before pulling them out and leaning over to kiss you.

Kyle rests his head on your shoulder, you break from the kiss. You look down at Johnny, he’s laid down his head resting on Kyles thigh.

Simon slaps his arse causing him to jolt up. John chuckles leaning in close to you again. 

“You’re not done yet.” He says. You swallow hard nudging Kyle who lifts his head up. 

“How’re your legs?” Simon asks. You look up to him and sigh. 

Fucking hell. You’re never letting Johnny talk you into anything ever again.  ___

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juno | jack hughes

❝𝒾, 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝓀 𝓂𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒸𝓊𝓉𝑒, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝓌𝑜, 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽? 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒, 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒❞ 🤍🌷👼🏼✨

a/n: i have managed to scrounge together a little piece as confirmation that i am still alive, and i would say thriving, but school has consumed me. i love myself a good dad!jack fic so here we are! soo happy hockey is back in action though, more good things to come, i hope you enjoy! 🫶🏻💐

summary: when expecting your little june bug, the surging hormones at the sight of jack, make you think he could really make you juno

warnings: pregnant!reader, fluffff

word count: 2.1k

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You were so pregnant; and you didn't realize what other moms meant until you were two weeks out of your due date, and every function of your working body felt exhausting. Even sleeping had got to the point of being a discomfort. If it weren't for your queen-sized mattress, and a human-sized pillow that coddled your body at night, you wouldn't have been surprised if people had questioned your existence.

Despite the aching desire for the next two weeks of uncertainty to pass by within a breath, you loved being pregnant. It was the best thing to ever occur for Jack and you, other than your marriage and pre-existing life together. And when you found out you were expecting from a delayed period and peed on stick, the warmth that spread through your body was an unforgettable experience.

When Jack found out, through a card placed within a basket of Dad-related gag gifts, he had thought you were pulling a joke. It never once had crossed his mind the dream of starting a family would actually become a reality. But after a twenty-minute long reassurance conversation, Jack and you going back and forth between if you were being honest or not, the hug Jack engulfed you in was the tightest hug ever imagined.

You shared the special moment between the two of you, before sharing the news to extended family when safe. Then at the end of Jack's hockey season, you announced to the world the new family member you would be welcoming to the family, your little June Bug in reference to their due date.

Now, at the end of the NHL season, the winning team having been awarded the most difficult trophy to win in sports, award season rolled around within a blink of an eye. Jack was fortunate enough to be nominated for the King Clancy award for the past season, as well as his brother Quinn being nominated for his own awards for his past season success.

With that, the arrangements began taking place, you were in contact with Jack's management, organizing all of the needs for both his and your's appearance to the award show; entailing what suit and dress you would be wearing, how long your stay would be, and all the precautions regarding your pregnancy.

The morning of the award show, you were awoken to the intense strain of your bladder from your growing baby laying ever-so-slightly on just the right spot to cause a disturbance; waking you at a dawning 7:48 AM, when the alarm was set for 9:00 AM.

You scolded yourself as you leveraged yourself off of the mattress and in the direction of the attached bathroom of your hotel suite, hearing the fabric of the mattress rub against Jack's body as he stirred at your movement.

After using the bathroom, brushing your teeth and beginning to waken fully, you waddle back to your bed, rubbing the small of your back in an attempt to relieve some of the strain the weight of your stomach was causing to your body.

Once propped in bed with three pillows supporting your back as you sat upright, Jack's soft breaths caught your attention, causing you to look over at his peaceful state, envying his relaxation that you dreaded on feeling once again. He was on his stomach, arms beside his head as his legs were sprawled out along the length of the mattress, and as if he could feel your gaze while asleep, he began to stir, legs closing in and stretching to awaken.

His head lifted, his hair messily arranged from sleeping in one position all night.

"G'morning, baby." He groggily spoke, clearing his throat as he squinted his eyes. He rolled to his side, resting his head into the palm of his hands, contouring his muscles in a way that made you ogle him in a suggestive manner.

"Good morning, you." You smiled.

"Did our little Junebug wake you up?" He questioned through a wide smile, his eyes diverted to your large bulge of a stomach before pushing the duvet from your body to reveal your pregnancy and place a hand under your sleep shirt, rubbing his calloused hands against your skin.

Whether it was the baby kicking, or the butterflies of flattery from Jack's actions, you felt a sensation within your body, causing you to smile even harder than before.

"Oh, you know she woke me up, it's what she does best." You spoke softly, "Sit right on my bladder." You laughed, earning a grin from Jack.

He shuffled in the bed closer to your body, sliding his hand from the top of your bump, to your hip and slipping a finger under the waistband of your shorts. His face was now aligned with your bump, and you knew exactly what actions were to follow.

"Hello my little June Bug," Jack cooed, pausing as if he were waiting for a response, "Mommy and I have a special day today, we get to dress up real nice and fancy, and have our pictures taken; and maybe we'll even get to see your Daddy on stage when he wins his award." He smirked while shooting his gaze up to you who watched intently. He rubbed his thumb along your hip while he spoke, causing his touch to send signals of warmth through your entire body.

Your hand found Jack's luscious brown hair at the nape of his neck, tangling your fingers through the softness while you listened to his routinely morning conversation with your growing baby. What warms your heart the most, is each time the baby kicks, sending butterflies through your stomach and the sensation traveling to Jack's hands, his face always lit up in the same expression of being completely awestruck at the feeling.

Jack and you continued your time in bed for not much longer until you were needing to get up and start your day, quickly piecing together outfits that you had packed for the trip and heading down to the main foyer of the hotel lobby, setting yourselves on the way to grab brunch.

Hand in hand, you walked along the busy sidewalk of the hosting city, the occasional fan mentioning their sighting of Jack by calling for his attention or asking to take pictures with him. You loved seeing Jack interact with fans outside of games, especially kids, because it was as if it were a glimpse of what he would be like as a father. He'd ask the kids what their interests were, if they were excited for upcoming games and what they wanted to do when they grew up. Seeing his compassion and caring demeanor around the fans made you more than happy to pause your plans and help make a child's day.

After breakfast, Jack and you headed back to the hotel, being on a tight schedule of needing to be at the arena where the award show was being hosted, at a prime five o'clock. Smoothies in hand, you made it up to your designated room, and Jack quickly kissed your cheek before slipping into the bathroom to shower before the show. You opened the closet doors that were to your right, grabbing the two bagged outfits that you had fitted for this event. Considering you were pregnant at the time of the fitting, and knew you were still going to be by the time of the awards, you went with a soft, breathable and comfortable material, knowing beforehand that you would want to cause the least amount of discomfort to your swollen, aching, and still growing belly.

You plopped down onto the mattress in your hotel room, letting out an exhausted breath, as your pregnancy had reached the point of the simplest tasks becoming overwhelmingly tiring. You reached a hand to the small of your back again, similarly to when you woke up, becoming more aware of the excruciating ache from the weight of your belly.

Deciding to push it to the back of your mind to the best of your ability, you hung your dress and Jack's suit on the closet door for when you two were ready to change.

You knew Jack would air on the side of caution in regards to your pregnancy, and you could tell he was more nervous of your baby's arrival than you were, so if you were to mention the slightest inconvenience, you knew he would protest continuing your plans, and opting to stay home. You appreciated his efforts, but you knew you were stronger than you felt, and for Jack's sake of the award show, you would be able to manage a slight back ache.

Jack had finished in the shower, exiting the ensuite bathroom with a white towel wrapped low against his waist, your gaze following his figure in awe as he reached for his suitcase to grab a few toiletries.

If there was one thing about your pregnancy hormones; you felt like a predator waiting to pounce on its prey, every time Jack put himself in a suggestive situation.

Him lifting the heavy suitcases into the trunk of the rental car? Your skin felt feverish.

Backwards cap? You had to check your pulse.

When he gets impatient in situations and wants to make sure your needs are met? You have to be sure that it's not obvious that you're drooling over your husband in public.

"Like what you see, babe?" Jack called to you as he headed back to the bathroom. You chuckle at his remark, following his path and meeting him in the humid, steamy bathroom. He pulled you in by your hips and interlocked his hands behind the small of your back, looking down into your eyes with a smile.

Pressing a quick kiss to your lips, he shuffled behind your figure and stood behind you, both of your eyes falling onto the pair in the reflection of the mirror. You could feel Jack's warmth against the back of your body, emitting its heat, and his warm breath falling onto your neck as he hugged you tight. His hands on your swollen belly, he began slowly swaying back and forth with you in his arms.

"I love you," you said sheepishly through a smile, earning a bright grin in response from Jack. He peppered the side of your face with kisses, the slowly drying water droplets left on his face transferring to yours.

"I love you so much more," he said, "and I can't express enough how much it means for you to be here with me, all things considered in the timing of your pregnancy."

"You didn't have to ask me twice, you know I'd always come to support you." You smile again, turning from meeting his eyes through the mirror to face Jack, eyes connecting again as he looked down at you, now leaning your body against the counter.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Y/n." Jack said quieter, his hand reaching up to the side of your face and holding the back of your neck, he reached down to connect your lips, an inhale being breathed through his nose as you kissed.

It was slow and passionate, and when you reached your arms up to interlock behind his neck, Jack's lips left yours and found your neck, just below your ear.

"Jack," you protested, attempting to push his body off of yours. You knew you didn't have all the time in the world to spend getting ready before the awards, but you failed as Jack continued down your chest to the top of your square-lined top. You threw your head back in pleasure when he brought his lips back up to your neck on the other side, planting a wet, passionate kiss right along your sweet spot, causing a slight moan to slip out of your mouth.

And that's what caused Jack to stop with a smirk written all over his face.

"What was that?" He asked smugly.

"You know what it was, silly. We don't have time for this." You whined, knowing you wanted nothing more than to release the pent up desire between the two of you.

"We could make it work," Jack pressed, gripping your sides more tightly in desperation.

You shook your head, "we can't, babe, plus- I think you'd somehow manage to get me pregnant again with the way these pregnancy hormones have been hitting me lately." You confessed with raised eyebrows. shocked at your own statement and earning a loud laugh from Jack.

Boy, were these next few weeks going to be long. 

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