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YES, PART 3 OF CHRISTMAS PROPOSAL WITH BABY STARK 😍😍😍😍😍 family man Tony is the best thing ever! 😍

CHRISTMAS PROPOSAL - part III

⤷ ANTHONY “TONY” E. STARK

ᯓ★ Pairing: Anthony “Tony” E. Stark x fem!reader

ᯓ★ Genre: romance, fluff

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A few months have passed since the honeymoon, and life with Tony has settled into a chaotic, beautiful routine. Between Stark Industries, charity events, and his insatiable need to spoil you with extravagant date nights, there’s never a dull moment. But despite the whirlwind of your life together, there’s one thing that grounds you: the simple, intimate moments.

Like now, for instance.

It’s a quiet morning—well, as quiet as mornings in the Stark penthouse get. Tony is in the kitchen, wearing pajama pants and an old AC/DC shirt, humming something that sounds suspiciously like "Livin’ on a Prayer” as he messes with the espresso machine. You’re sitting at the counter, staring at your phone in disbelief.

A pregnancy test sits in your other hand.

Two lines. Clear as day.

You’re pregnant.

The weight of the realization settles in—a mix of pure joy, excitement, and a tiny flicker of nervousness. You and Tony had talked about kids before, in that dreamy, “someday” way. But now, someday is right now.

You bite your lip, glancing over at Tony, who is oblivious, frowning at the espresso machine like it personally offended him.

How do you even tell Tony Stark that he’s about to be a dad? Just blurting it out feels too simple. A normal, straightforward approach? Too boring. No, this moment calls for something big. Dramatic.

Something worthy of Tony Stark.

And so, a plan begins to form in your mind.

—

For the next few days, you go full mastermind mode. You order props, recruit some unsuspecting help (mainly Happy and Pepper, who immediately catch on and absolutely want front-row seats to this reveal), and prepare the most Stark-level dramatic way to break the news.

The hardest part is keeping a straight face whenever Tony’s around.

“Okay, what’s going on with you?” Tony finally asks one evening as you sit on the couch together. He pokes your cheek, squinting suspiciously. “You’ve been acting all… sneaky.”

You blink at him innocently. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He narrows his eyes. “Oh, really? Because usually, when you’re planning something, you get this look.”

You feign offense. “I do not.”

He smirks, poking your cheek again. “You so do.”

“Well, maybe I’m just happy,” you say, which isn’t technically a lie.

Tony raises an eyebrow but lets it go—for now.

Little does he know, tomorrow is the day.

—

The next evening, everything is set. You send Tony out on an errand (okay, fine, you fake an emergency call from Pepper needing his help at the office), giving you time to get everything ready.

When he finally returns home, the penthouse is dark—except for a glowing arc reactor sitting in the middle of the living room.

“Uh… honey?” Tony calls, stepping inside cautiously. “Did I walk into a surprise party? Because if I did, and there’s a clown, I swear to—”

Before he can finish, the TV screen flickers on, revealing a very dramatic, very Tony-esque video montage.

It starts with a slow-motion replay of some of his most heroic moments—Iron Man in action, dodging explosions, saving the world. The theme from 2001: A Space Odyssey plays in the background. Then, the screen cuts to you, standing in a spotlight, holding a cue card.

Tony squints. “What the—”

You begin flipping the cards, each one revealing a new message.

“Tony Stark: Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist.”

Tony snorts. “I was a playboy. Past tense.”

“You’ve built a legacy.”

“You’ve changed the world.”

“You’ve faced gods, aliens, and the occasional malfunctioning coffee machine.”

Tony tilts his head. “Hey, that’s a low blow. The coffee machine betrayed me.”

“But now… your biggest challenge yet.”

The music swells dramatically. The next card flips.

“Fatherhood.”

Silence.

Tony blinks. He rewinds the video in his head, as if making sure he saw that last card correctly. His mouth opens, then closes. Then opens again.

“What.”

You step into the living room, grinning as you hold up the positive pregnancy test like it’s Excalibur.

“I’m pregnant.”

For the first time ever, Tony Stark is speechless.

He looks at you. Then at the TV. Then back at you. His mouth moves, but no sound comes out. He points at the screen. Then at the test. Then at you.

“You’re…” He clears his throat. “You’re serious?”

You nod, biting your lip. “Dead serious.”

Tony just stares for another solid five seconds. And then—

“Oh my God.”

The next thing you know, you’re being lifted off the ground as Tony spins you around, laughing, half-shouting.

“WE’RE HAVING A BABY?!”

You giggle, clinging to his shoulders. “We are.”

“Holy shit,” he breathes, setting you down. His hands hover over your stomach, like he’s almost afraid to touch you. “You—you’re okay, right? You feel okay? Do you need anything? Water? A cheeseburger?”

You laugh, placing your hands over his. “I’m fine. We’re fine.”

Tony looks down at where his hands rest against your stomach, and for the first time, his expression shifts from excitement to something softer. More vulnerable.

“I never thought…” He swallows, shaking his head. “I mean, I hoped, but I didn’t think it’d actually happen.”

You cup his face gently. “Well, it did. You’re gonna be a dad.”

His eyes shine in a way you’ve never seen before. “I’m gonna be a dad.”

And then—he kisses you. Hard, deep, overwhelmingly full of love.

When he finally pulls back, he takes a deep breath, then smirks. “Wait, does this mean I can start designing the most high-tech crib in existence?”

You groan. “Tony—”

“I’m just saying,” he grins. “Our baby deserves the best.”

You roll your eyes, laughing. “Fine. But no mini Iron Man suits.”

Tony gasps, clutching his chest. “You wound me.”

The rest of the night is spent in pure joy. Tony keeps alternating between kissing you, talking to your stomach like the baby can already hear him (“Hey, kiddo, it’s your dad. I’m very cool, you’ll love me.”), and excitedly making lists of things you’ll need (“What’s the best brand of baby socks? Do babies even wear socks?”).

By the time you both collapse into bed, Tony wraps himself around you protectively, his hand resting over your stomach.

“I’m really happy,” he murmurs against your shoulder.

You smile, threading your fingers through his. “Me too.”

And as you drift off to sleep, wrapped in Tony’s warmth, you know this is only the beginning of the most incredible adventure yet.

The day of your first doctor’s appointment arrives faster than expected, and Tony is practically vibrating with energy from the moment he wakes up. You wake up to the feeling of him shifting restlessly beside you, checking his watch even though it’s still hours before you need to leave.

"Tony," you mumble sleepily, rolling over to face him. "It’s six in the morning."

"I know," he says, eyes wide and alert. "But what if traffic is bad? Or if there’s some freak weather event? Or what if we get there and they tell us the appointment was actually scheduled for yesterday and we missed it?"

You blink at him, still half-asleep. "Do you hear yourself?"

"I do," he says, completely serious. "And I regret nothing."

You groan, throwing a pillow over your head. "Wake me up in two hours, Stark."

Tony sighs dramatically but pulls you closer, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You fall back asleep to the sound of him quietly mumbling about hospital equipment and state-of-the-art ultrasound machines.

When it’s finally time to leave, Tony is dressed like he’s going to a high-stakes business meeting, a sharp suit and perfectly styled hair, as if the doctor might be more likely to give him good news if he looks put together. Meanwhile, you’re in comfortable leggings and a sweater, eyeing him like he’s lost his mind.

"Are we closing a billion-dollar deal or going to a doctor’s appointment?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.

Tony adjusts his cuffs. "Why not both? This is arguably the biggest investment of my life."

The car ride is a mix of his usual sarcasm and pure, unfiltered excitement. He’s bouncing his knee, tapping at the dashboard, and checking his phone as if he has an entire presentation prepared for the doctor. At some point, he starts mumbling baby names under his breath.

"You’re getting ahead of yourself," you tease. "We don’t even know anything yet."

"I know," he says, grinning. "But isn’t this fun?"

At the clinic, Tony is all nerves and charm, chatting with the receptionist like he’s trying to network, but it’s clear he’s just masking his anxious energy. When your name is called, he immediately stands up, his hand on your back as he walks with you like a bodyguard escorting the president.

Inside the examination room, he doesn’t even sit. He stands next to you, arms crossed, looking between you and the doctor like he’s ready to jump in if anyone so much as breathes wrong in your direction.

"First-time dad?" the doctor asks with an amused smile.

Tony lets out a breathless laugh. "What gave it away?"

The moment the ultrasound begins, he’s gripping your hand tightly, eyes locked on the screen. And then—there it is. The tiny flickering heartbeat. A sound so small yet so incredibly powerful.

Tony doesn’t speak. His mouth falls slightly open, and his grip on your hand tightens just a fraction. His eyes glisten, and for the first time since you’ve known him, he looks completely overwhelmed in the best way possible.

"That’s… that’s real," he whispers, almost in disbelief.

"That’s our baby," you say softly.

Tony blinks a few times, then lets out a shaky breath before pressing a kiss to your knuckles. His thumb brushes over your skin in slow, careful circles, as if grounding himself.

When the doctor hands you the printout of the ultrasound, Tony stares at it like it’s the most precious thing in the world. He doesn’t even put it in his pocket—he just holds it in his hands the entire ride home, glancing at it every few minutes like he’s making sure it’s still real.

The moment you step through the front door of the penthouse, Tony suddenly shifts into full-on protection mode.

"Alright," he announces, clapping his hands together. "We have a lot of work to do."

You pause mid-step, raising an eyebrow. "Work?"

Tony is already moving, heading straight for his workbench. "I need to upgrade the security system. The biometric scanners need to be recalibrated, and I should probably add reinforced locks to all the windows. Actually, maybe we should get a secondary security system, something more sophisticated. Oh, and babyproofing. We need to start babyproofing now."

You laugh, kicking off your shoes as you follow him. "Tony, the baby isn’t even born yet. We have time."

"Do we?" he says, already pulling up schematics on one of his screens. "Because time moves fast, sweetheart. One second you’re hearing their heartbeat for the first time, and the next thing you know, they’re crawling towards an unprotected power outlet."

You shake your head fondly. "You really think our kid is going to be crawling out of the womb?"

Tony points at you without looking away from the screen. "Stranger things have happened."

Over the next few hours, he’s in full-on genius billionaire mode, mapping out everything from enhanced baby monitors to motion-sensing nursery cameras with facial recognition. He even briefly considers designing a baby-sized Iron Man suit, but you shut that idea down immediately.

"I’m just saying," he insists, "it’s never too early to think about armor."

"Tony," you deadpan. "No."

By the end of the day, half the penthouse is in the middle of some kind of upgrade. The front door’s security system has been recalibrated, the windows have new locks, and there’s an entire section of Tony’s workshop dedicated to babyproofing prototypes.

You find him sitting on the floor in the nursery-to-be, a screwdriver in one hand and a baby gate in the other, looking entirely too proud of himself.

"You know," you say, leaning against the doorframe, "I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this invested in a project before."

Tony looks up at you, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "This isn’t just a project. This is our kid."

You step closer, kneeling in front of him. "You’re gonna be a great dad."

He exhales, running a hand through his hair. "God, I hope so."

"You already are," you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Tony wraps his arms around you, holding you close. "I love you," he murmurs against your shoulder.

"I love you too," you whisper.

And as you sit there together in the middle of the half-finished nursery, surrounded by babyproofing gear and Stark-grade security upgrades, you realize that this little life growing inside you is already the most loved, most protected baby in the world.

Pregnancy with Tony Stark is nothing short of an adventure. From the moment the test turned positive, he has been equal parts overprotective, fascinated, and completely obsessed with the fact that his DNA is currently helping build a tiny human inside of you.

Every doctor’s appointment is an event. Tony refuses to miss a single one, no matter how minor. He even clears entire days in his calendar, treating each visit like a high-stakes board meeting.

"Do we have a checklist?" he asks one morning, pacing the bedroom as you rub sleep from your eyes. "I need to go over all the questions I have for the doctor."

You groan. "Tony, we’ve been over this. You can’t ask if the baby has a preference for AI systems yet."

"But what if he does? What if he prefers J.A.R.V.I.S. over F.R.I.D.A.Y.? I need to know where he stands on this."

"Tony," you deadpan, "he’s the size of a mango."

"Okay, but hypothetically—"

You throw a pillow at him.

Despite his constant stream of ridiculous questions, Tony is all heart when it comes to your pregnancy. Every ultrasound leaves him more emotional than he’ll ever admit, and each time he hears the baby’s heartbeat, his grip on your hand tightens, his eyes glistening just a little.

But, of course, pregnancy isn’t all sentimental moments. There are the mood swings.

The first time Tony experiences one in full force, he is caught completely off guard. One moment, you’re laughing at a sitcom, and the next, you’re sobbing into his shoulder.

"I just… I just love you so much," you wail, gripping his shirt. "And you’re gonna be such a good dad, and I’m just really happy and I don’t know why I’m crying!"

Tony freezes, looking down at you with wide eyes. "Oh. Uh. Okay. Okay. We’re happy crying. That’s… good. Do you need ice cream? A jet to a tropical island? A back rub? Help me out here."

You sniffle. "Ice cream."

He bolts to the kitchen.

Then there are the cravings, which hit at the most inconvenient times.

At 3 a.m. one night, you nudge him awake.

"Tony."

He groans, half-asleep. "Did I forget an anniversary? Because I swear I have an alarm set for that."

You shake his shoulder. "I need pickles and peanut butter. Like, right now."

Tony cracks one eye open. "Are you messing with me?"

"Do I look like I’m joking?"

He stares at you for a beat, then sighs. "Alright, alright. Give me ten minutes."

You expect him to go to the kitchen, but no—this is Tony Stark. Instead of settling for store-bought pickles and peanut butter, he insists on making a "pregnancy gourmet special," complete with imported pickles and some ridiculous artisanal peanut butter.

You take one bite, moaning in satisfaction.

Tony watches, fascinated. "You like that?"

You nod, mouth full. "It’s perfect."

"Jesus," he mutters, shaking his head. "You’re growing my child and this is what you want to eat? I feel like I should be concerned."

Despite his teasing, he stocks the pantry with all your weird cravings, making sure there’s never a moment where you have to go without.

Then, one day, your belly pops seemingly overnight.

Tony wakes up, stretches, and turns to look at you—then immediately does a double-take.

"Whoa," he blurts, sitting up.

You blink sleepily. "What?"

He gestures at your stomach. "Did you inflate overnight? Because I swear that wasn’t there yesterday."

You glance down at your belly, which is now undeniably visible. There’s no hiding it anymore.

Your eyes widen. "Oh my God."

Tony grins, reaching out to trace a gentle hand over your stomach. "Well, looks like we’re officially outed to the world now."

And he’s right. The moment the two of you step outside for a public event, the paparazzi go wild.

The next day, the headlines are everywhere.

TONY STARK AND Y/N EXPECTING FIRST CHILD – BUMP DEBUTS IN STYLE! THE NEXT STARK HEIR IS ON THE WAY! BILLIONAIRE BABY ALERT: WHAT WILL THEY NAME THEIR CHILD?

Tony, of course, finds it all hilarious.

"Look at this one," he says, holding up his phone. "Apparently, someone is betting that we’ll name the kid Iron Baby."

You groan. "Why are people like this?"

Tony smirks. "Jokes on them. I was thinking Captain Iron Baby. Really rolls off the tongue."

You throw a pillow at him.

And then, suddenly, it’s time for the baby shower.

Or, rather, the Stark version of a baby shower, which means it’s just the two of you, a cake, and a ridiculous amount of anticipation.

"You really didn’t want to invite anyone?" you ask as he sets up the cake.

Tony shrugs. "Nah. This is our thing. I don’t need a crowd to celebrate the fact that I knocked you up. Just you. And sugar."

You laugh. "God, you’re so romantic."

"I try," he says, winking.

The cake is massive, decorated with question marks since neither of you know the gender yet. Tony dramatically picks up the knife.

"Are you ready?" he asks.

You roll your eyes. "Just cut the damn cake, Stark."

He grins and slices into it—revealing bright blue filling.

Silence.

Then, Tony lets out a breathless laugh. "Holy shit."

Your hands fly to your mouth. "We’re having a boy?"

Tony stares at the cake, then at you, his eyes suspiciously glassy. "We’re having a boy."

The reality sinks in, and before you know it, tears are streaming down your face. Tony immediately pulls you into his arms, holding you close.

"Are we happy crying again?" he murmurs.

You nod against his chest. "Very happy crying."

Tony exhales shakily, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Good. Because I have so many ideas for this kid. He’s gonna have the best life."

You smile through your tears. "I love you, you know that?"

Tony grins. "I do know that. And I love you more."

The two of you sit on the floor, eating cake and talking about the future—about the nursery, about names, about all the ways Tony is going to spoil this kid absolutely rotten.

And for once, in all of his chaotic, high-speed life, Tony Stark looks perfectly, completely content.

Deciding on a name for their baby is not an easy task.

Tony has a lot of ideas—some of them serious, some of them utterly ridiculous.

"Okay," he says one evening, sprawled on the couch with you, his laptop balanced on his knees. "What about something cool? Something strong. Like Maximus. Or—hear me out—Titan Stark."

You snort. "Tony, I am not naming our son Titan. He’s a baby, not a gladiator."

Tony pouts. "Fine. What about something tech-related? Like… J.A.R.V.I.S. Jr.?"

You give him a deadpan look.

He sighs. "Okay, yeah, even I admit that’s a bit much."

The conversation carries on for weeks, with Tony throwing out names at random moments. In the lab, in bed, even in the middle of grocery shopping.

"Newton?" he asks while grabbing a box of cereal. "As in Isaac Newton?"

You shake your head.

"Einstein?"

"Tony."

Then, one night, it just happens.

You’re curled up together in bed, his hand resting protectively over your bump, tracing slow, absentminded patterns.

"What about Lucas?" you murmur sleepily.

Tony stills. "Lucas," he repeats, testing it out. "Lucas Stark."

You hum, shifting against him. "It feels… right."

Tony doesn’t respond immediately. Instead, he gently rubs your belly, as if testing the name on the baby himself.

"Lucas," he says again, softer this time. "I like it."

And just like that, Lucas Stark is officially decided.

But no one else gets to know.

"Not even Rhodey?" you ask one morning.

"Especially not Rhodey," Tony says firmly. "I love him, but he has zero chill."

So, for now, Lucas remains a secret between the two of you.

As your pregnancy progresses, you find yourself growing more self-conscious. You’ve gained weight, your belly is undeniably huge, and while Tony worships you like you hung the moon, it doesn’t stop the little voice in your head that whispers insecurities.

And then, an event comes up.

It’s a gala—one of those fancy ones that you and Tony usually enjoy. You had picked out a dress for it weeks ago, feeling confident back then. But now, standing in front of the mirror, you hesitate.

The dress is stunning—elegant, deep red, and drapes over your shoulders while leaving your belly exposed in that gorgeous, artistic way some maternity photoshoots capture. You had loved it when you picked it out. But now…

"Maybe I should wear something else," you mutter, touching your belly.

Tony, sitting on the bed, immediately frowns. "What? No way. That dress is hot."

You bite your lip. "But what if I look—"

Tony is up and in front of you in seconds, gently tilting your chin up so you meet his gaze.

"You look stunning," he says firmly. "Always. But in this dress? Jesus, babe, I’m gonna have to fight people off you all night."

You let out a weak laugh. "Tony—"

"Nope," he interrupts. "Not letting you do this to yourself. You’re carrying our kid, and you look beautiful. End of discussion."

He kneels down, pressing soft kisses to your belly. "Lucas thinks so too, don’t you, buddy?"

You sniffle, because damn pregnancy hormones. "You’re such a sap."

Tony smirks. "Only for you."

He helps you into the dress, his hands lingering on your body, tracing every curve with reverence. And when you finally stand in front of the mirror, you have to admit—you do look incredible.

Tony whistles. "Yeah, we’re definitely leaving early tonight, because there’s no way I’m keeping my hands off you for too long."

You roll your eyes, but his words warm something deep inside you.

At the event, Tony is his usual charismatic self, but there’s an edge to him tonight—a protective energy that hasn’t left him since you stepped out of the car.

He keeps a firm hand on your lower back at all times, guiding you through the crowd with ease. The moment someone so much as accidentally bumps into you, he stiffens, shooting them a glare so sharp they immediately stammer out an apology.

"Relax," you murmur, squeezing his hand.

Tony huffs. "I am relaxed."

You raise an eyebrow. "You’re acting like I’m made of glass."

He scoffs. "Well, excuse me for not wanting people to body-check my pregnant wife at a crowded gala."

You sigh, but you let him hover. Because, honestly? It’s kind of sweet.

Throughout the night, Tony makes sure you’re comfortable, offering you water, checking if you need to sit down, and even stealing you away from conversations when he notices you starting to tire.

Eventually, you stifle a yawn, and Tony notices immediately.

"Alright, that’s it," he declares. "We’re heading out."

You start to protest, but he’s already guiding you toward the exit, whispering quick goodbyes to a few people before ushering you into the car.

The second you’re inside, you let out a relieved sigh, leaning your head against his shoulder.

"Tired?" he asks softly.

You nod. "Mmhmm."

He presses a kiss to your hair. "Let’s get you home, mama."

You smile at the name.

And as the city lights blur past the car window, you realize—pregnancy might be tough, but with Tony by your side, you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Tony Stark has never considered himself easily shaken. He’s fought off aliens, defied death more times than he can count, and stared down the most dangerous threats the universe had to offer.

But nothing—nothing—could have prepared him for this.

It starts in the middle of the night.

You wake up to a sharp, deep cramp in your lower belly. You hiss softly, shifting in bed, pressing a hand against your stomach. At first, you think maybe it’s just Braxton Hicks contractions again—the false alarms that had been plaguing you for weeks.

But then another one comes.

And another.

And they’re closer together.

You reach for Tony in the dark, shaking his shoulder.

"Tony," you whisper.

He groans, rolling onto his stomach. "Mmm. Five more minutes."

Another contraction slams into you, and this time, you don’t shake him—you dig your nails into his arm.

"TONY."

Tony flings himself upright so fast that he nearly topples off the bed. His hair is sticking up at odd angles, his eyes are still half-closed, and he looks utterly confused.

"Whuh—what? What’s happening?"

You clutch your stomach. "It’s happening."

Tony blinks. "Happening happening? Like, baby-is-coming happening?"

You groan through another contraction. "YES, TONY, WHAT ELSE WOULD I MEAN?"

Tony levitates out of bed.

"OH, SHIT! Okay! Okay! Stay calm! We have a plan, right? Right? We totally made a plan!" He looks around wildly like the room will suddenly offer him instructions. "JARVIS! Initiate baby protocol!"

"Sir, the hospital bag is by the closet, the car keys are on the kitchen counter, and Mrs. Stark’s doctor is on call."

Tony whirls toward you. "See? We got this, babe. Totally under control."

You double over with another contraction.

Tony immediately loses his mind again.

"OH MY GOD, WE’RE NOT IN CONTROL AT ALL!" He rushes around the room, grabbing random things that you absolutely don’t need, like his Iron Man helmet, a handful of granola bars, and—why the hell is he stuffing a wrench into the hospital bag?!

"Tony!" you snap.

He freezes.

"Hospital. Now."

Tony gulps and nods furiously. "Yes, ma’am."

The car ride to the hospital is an experience.

Tony is gripping the steering wheel like it personally insulted him, white-knuckled and hunched forward as if that will make him drive faster.

"You doing okay?" he asks, voice strained.

You glare at him. "Tony, I am currently redefining the concept of pain right now."

"Right. Stupid question. I’ll just—yeah." He presses the gas a little harder. "JARVIS, do something useful and make all the traffic lights turn green."

"Sir, that is highly illegal."

"Okay, so hack them. I promise not to tell."

"Sir—"

Another contraction hits, and you scream.

Tony visibly panics. "Okay, you know what? Forget the lights. FRIDAY! Get the hospital on the line!"

By the time you reach the hospital, Tony is barely holding it together. He practically carries you through the doors, yelling for a doctor like a madman.

"Somebody help! My wife is having a baby, and she is not happy about it!"

The nurses rush over, putting you in a wheelchair, and Tony follows in a frenzy of overprotectiveness and completely useless commentary.

"She needs the best room. And the best doctor. Actually, give us two doctors! And whatever fancy drugs you have!"

"Mr. Stark, please take a deep breath," one of the nurses says gently.

Tony does take a breath—right before launching into another set of demands.

And then the real fun begins.

The delivery room is absolute chaos.

Tony tries to be helpful, he really does. But Tony Stark and high-pressure situations that he can’t control? Yeah, that’s a disaster waiting to happen.

"Okay, babe, just breathe," he says, hovering way too close to your face.

"I am breathing!" you snap. "Why don’t you try pushing a watermelon out of your body and see how calm you are?!"

Tony flinches but holds his ground. "Right. Good point. Totally fair."

You groan through another contraction, gripping his hand in a vice grip.

Tony screams.

"Oh my God! You’re breaking my fingers!"

"GOOD."

"Okay, I love you, but I might pass out—"

"Then pass out quietly, TONY!"

The doctor chuckles. "Mr. Stark, maybe you should—"

"Nope!" Tony cuts him off. "I am staying! I am supporting my wife!"

You turn your head, panting. "Then shut up and let me focus!"

Tony nods quickly, lips pressing into a tight line.

He tries to be quiet. He really does.

But then—

"Oh God, that’s a lot of fluids—"

"TONY!"

"Right! Focusing! Quiet as a mouse!"

After what feels like an eternity of pushing, screaming, and Tony almost passing out twice, a cry suddenly fills the room.

It’s loud. Sharp. Tiny.

And everything stops.

The doctor lifts a wriggling, messy little body into the air.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Stark. You have a healthy baby boy."

Tony sags in relief, eyes wide, breath caught in his throat. He watches in stunned silence as the nurse carefully places the baby in your arms.

And just like that—Lucas Stark is here.

You’re exhausted, sweaty, and sore, but the second you see his tiny, scrunched-up face, tears well up in your eyes.

"Hey, baby," you whisper, touching his cheek.

Lucas lets out another small cry, his little fingers curling into a fist.

Tony still hasn’t moved.

"Tony," you say softly, looking up at him. "Do you wanna hold him?"

Tony stares at you like you just asked him to carry the moon. "I—I don’t—what if I drop him? Or hold him wrong? Or—"

"Tony." You give him a look. "You built an Iron Man suit in a cave. I think you can hold a baby."

He swallows hard. Nods.

Slowly, very carefully, he reaches down and scoops Lucas into his arms.

And then—

He breaks.

Tears fill his eyes instantly. His whole body tenses for a moment before softening entirely, his arms cradling Lucas like he’s the most precious thing in the world.

"Hey, buddy," he whispers, voice shaking. "I’m your dad."

Lucas wiggles slightly, making a tiny cooing sound.

Tony lets out a choked laugh. "Jesus, you’re so small. I mean—I knew babies were small, but damn."

You laugh weakly. "Yeah, that tends to happen."

Tony brushes a fingertip over Lucas’ cheek, his expression pure, unfiltered wonder. He looks up at you, his eyes shining with tears.

"You did it," he whispers. "We did it."

You nod, exhaustion settling in, but your heart feels fuller than it ever has.

Tony looks back at Lucas, awe still written all over his face.

"You are so grounded for scaring the hell out of me, kid," he murmurs. "But… God, I love you already."

And just like that—Tony Stark is officially a dad.

That first night at home is something out of a fever dream. You’re both running on fumes, your body still aching from giving birth, and Lucas seems determined to make sure neither of you get more than a few minutes of rest at a time. Every little noise he makes has Tony jolting awake, staring at the bassinet like it might explode. The sheer panic in his eyes when Lucas lets out a particularly sharp cry at three in the morning is almost comical.

“What does that mean?” Tony hisses, already scrambling out of bed.

“It means he’s a baby,” you groan, rolling over and trying to find a comfortable position, which is damn near impossible. “Babies cry, Tony.”

“Yeah, but what if it’s, like, a specific cry? What if it’s a code? What if he’s trying to tell us he’s got colic, or he’s hungry, or—I don’t know—existential dread?”

You sigh, propping yourself up on your elbows. “He’s fine, Tony.”

Tony, however, is not convinced. He stares at Lucas, who is now hiccuping little sobs, face scrunched up in displeasure.

“He’s mad,” Tony concludes. “He’s mad at us. Oh God, we’ve already failed as parents.”

You chuckle despite the exhaustion and shift to sit up completely, wincing slightly at the soreness in your abdomen. Reaching over, you scoop Lucas up, settling him against your chest. Almost immediately, he quiets, his tiny hands clutching at your shirt.

Tony watches in pure awe.

“He just… stops?” he whispers, like he’s witnessing some kind of divine magic.

“It’s called breastfeeding,” you murmur, adjusting Lucas as he latches on.

Tony is stunned. He’s seen you pregnant, felt Lucas kick inside of you, been there every step of the way. But this? Seeing you hold your baby, feeding him, soothing him with nothing but your touch—this is a whole new level of amazement.

“You’re incredible,” he says softly, sitting on the edge of the bed, watching like he’s afraid to blink. “I mean, I knew you were incredible, but this? This is, like… superpower levels of amazing.”

You roll your eyes but can’t hide your smile. “Tony, it’s just biology.”

“No, it’s you,” he insists, reaching out to brush a thumb over Lucas’s impossibly soft cheek. “You made him. And now you’re feeding him. Do you have any idea how insane that is? You are literally keeping him alive with your own body.”

You shake your head, amused. “I love how you say it like it’s some shocking revelation.”

“Well, forgive me for never witnessing something this damn cool before,” Tony huffs, but his eyes are soft, his voice reverent.

Lucas makes a little contented noise, his tiny fingers curling against your skin, and Tony sighs like he’s just had his entire worldview shift.

“I think I love him so much it physically hurts,” he admits, pressing a kiss to your shoulder before resting his forehead against it.

You feel the same way.

The days blur together in a whirlwind of sleepless nights, endless diaper changes, and more crying than you ever thought possible—from both Lucas and Tony.

Your body is still healing, and Tony makes sure you don’t lift a finger when you don’t have to. He’s cleared everything from his schedule, no work calls, no lab time—just you and Lucas.

He’s completely, utterly obsessed with both of you.

Every time you nurse Lucas, Tony is there, watching with the same kind of awe he had that first night. Sometimes he makes little comments, like, “You’re basically a goddess, you know that?” or “I’m considering building a statue in your honor.” Other times, he just watches silently, like he still can’t wrap his head around how incredible you are.

At one point, in the middle of a particularly long night, you find him lying next to you on the bed, chin propped in his hand, staring at you while you feed Lucas.

“Tony,” you whisper, barely holding back a laugh.

“Yeah?”

“Are you ever gonna sleep?”

“Not when there’s this to witness,” he replies, nodding toward you and Lucas.

You shake your head but secretly love how obsessed he is with the whole thing.

He tries to help as much as he can. He’s on diaper duty, which he tackles with the same level of commitment he gives to designing a new suit. He actually times himself at one point, trying to break his own record.

“Two minutes and thirty-four seconds,” he announces triumphantly after changing Lucas one night. “I think I’m getting the hang of this.”

“You do realize you don’t have to speedrun it, right?”

“Tell that to him,” Tony gestures to Lucas, who looks vaguely unimpressed. “He’s judging me. I can feel it.”

You giggle, but your laughter turns into a yawn, and Tony is immediately on high alert.

“Okay, bed. Now.” He gently takes Lucas from you, cradling him in his arms. “I got him. You sleep.”

“But—”

“No buts,” Tony says, already swaying gently, patting Lucas’s back. “Sleep, babe. I’m the night shift now.”

You’re asleep before you can argue.

Tony stays up, walking around the penthouse with Lucas in his arms, murmuring softly.

“You have no idea how much I love you already, buddy,” he whispers, kissing the top of Lucas’s head. “Like, I thought I knew what love was, but then you showed up, and boom, my heart isn’t even mine anymore.”

Lucas lets out a tiny yawn, his face scrunching up before relaxing again. Tony smiles.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m getting sappy. Don’t tell your mom, she’ll never let me live it down.”

Lucas snuggles deeper into his chest, and Tony swears he’s never felt anything better in his entire life.

It’s chaos. It’s sleepless nights and exhaustion and baby cries that seem to have no solution. But it’s also warmth and laughter and a love so intense it shakes Tony to his core.

And he wouldn’t trade a single second of it.

[belleandsaintsebastian]

guys this new kind of yearning is so fucking insane 🤭🤭🤭🤭

[vixeneptune]

See yourself being perceived by others in this light bc you already are such a remarkable beauty to witness

Pov : everyone who sees you says this about your looks

"Omg you're drop dead GORGEOUS 😍 "

"HOW are you so pretty 😭😭 what's your secret"

" you're literally the prettiest girl I've ever seen I'm not even kidding"

"Your eyes are so mesmerizing wow😍 ..I'm in love"

"U have the most perfect lips"

"Ur eyebrows are always on fleek"

"I love how long and thick ur eyelashes are"

"You're so beautiful I'm obsessed"

"Ur skin is literally FLAWLESS"

"I'm convinced you're a real life goddess"

"I looove ur hair it looks so healthy and soft and luscious "

"How are u even real? U look so ethereal and out of this world!"

"Ur beauty has me daydreaming and writing poems"

"Ur beauty alone leaves an unforgettable mark on everyone"

"I can't fathom how pretty you are"

"Everything about u is perfect, like youre unbelievably stunning"

"What's it like being the most beautiful girl in the world?😍"

"U have this kind of beauty thats so captivating, haunting and addictive to look at"

"I love ur stylee u always look so chic"

"You're such an eye-candy I could look at you forever"

"Ur face is literally my desired face, ur beauty is the standard"

"Girl I would kill to look like u"

"Ur beauty leaves me speechless everytime, how do u have that effect?"

"I don't think anyone who looks at u can resist falling in love w you"

"Has anyone ever told you how powerful your beauty is? Like it's dangerous how beautiful u are"

"Do you model? U literally have the body and looks for it"

"I love ur fashion sense , u give off IT girl vibes"

"Stop looking at me with those siren eyes 🫠"

Pov : people say this behind your back

"She's def the kind of girl who steals all the attention with her beauty when she walks into a room"

"Y/N had a huge glow up, she keeps getting prettier everytime I see her"

"She looks so stunning in pictures but wait till u see her irl its even better"

"I genuinely think she's the prettiest girl in existence"

"There's something about her beauty thats so hypnotic it sticks in ur mind"

"My heart starts beating so fast when she looks at me. Her beauty makes me nervous"

"Have you seen Y/N? she's the prettiest around here"

"She has that kind of beauty that everyone wanna copy"

"She's naturally beautiful like she doesn't even try"

💌💌💌

Let me know if u want more like this 💫

[landoughnut]

Nurse He's Out Again

♡ masterlist - request - emoji anons

♡ pairing - lando norris x fem!reader (fc - brooke shields :)

♡ summary - just lando thirsting on the main and giving being a pr nightmare, also him fighting for his life in the comments

♡ warnings - horny/simp lando, crack, some fluff, some cursing, one kms mention

♡ w/c & a/n - smau | wanted to do a social media one cause i love reading them so much so here we are! i really love this actually so i hope you enjoy xoxo

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[jiminomenon]

assistant! reader going viral and capturing the attention of model! karina’s fans

pairing: model! karina x assistant! female reader

word count: 843

summary: when karina posts a mirror selfie, y/n unintentionally steals the spotlight, sparking a viral reaction. as fans focus on her assistant, karina struggles with unexpected feelings of possessiveness and jealousy.

from my series: the devil wears prada

it all started with a selfie.

jimin had been in one of her moods, insisting on taking the perfect photo for her instagram. “y/n, set up my phone,” she said, handing over the device. “i want a mirror selfie, and make sure you get my good side.”

y/n, who had long since mastered the art of dealing with jimin’s diva moments, sighed but obediently propped the phone up on a nearby shelf, angling it toward the full-length mirror in jimin’s dressing room. “your good side is literally every side, jimin. just smile already.”

jimin pouted but struck a pose, her perfectly styled hair catching the sunlight. as the timer counted down, y/n stepped into the frame to adjust the angle, her unimpressed expression clearly visible in the mirror behind jimin.

“let me see,” jimin said, grabbing the phone. she frowned at the photo. “ugh, you ruined it! delete it and take another one.”

y/n rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. she assumed that was the end of it—until the next morning, when she woke up to a flood of notifications on her phone.

“what the…?” y/n muttered, scrolling through her social media. her inbox was full of messages, and her follower count had skyrocketed overnight.

“good morning, sleeping beauty,” jimin said, sauntering into the kitchen with princess in her arms. “why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?”

“did you… post that photo?” y/n asked, holding up her phone.

jimin blinked innocently. “which photo?”

“the one where i’m in the background!” y/n said, turning the screen to show her. the photo had gone viral, with thousands of comments and likes. most of them were about y/n.

who’s the assistant?? she’s so pretty!

karina’s assistant is stealing the show 😍

someone get this girl a modeling contract!

jimin’s smile faltered for a split second before she shrugged. “oh, that one. i didn’t think anyone would notice you.”

y/n raised an eyebrow. “really? because it looks like everyone noticed me.”

as the day went on, the comments kept pouring in. fans were obsessed with y/n, dubbing her “karina’s pretty assistant” and even creating fan accounts dedicated to her.

jimin, meanwhile, was not handling it well.

“why are they so obsessed with you?” she grumbled, scrolling through the comments during a break in her photoshoot. “you’re not even doing anything in the photo.”

y/n smirked. “maybe they just have good taste.”

jimin glared at her. “this is my instagram. they’re supposed to be talking about me.”

“well, maybe next time you should make sure i’m not in the photo,” y/n said, clearly enjoying jimin’s frustration.

by the time they got home, jimin was in full denial mode. “it’s not that i care,” she said, flopping onto the couch. “i just don’t understand why they’re so interested in you.”

“maybe they think i’m cute,” y/n said, shrugging.

jimin’s eyes narrowed. “you’re not that cute.”

y/n laughed. “says the person who’s been sulking all day because i’m getting more attention than you.”

“i’m not sulking!” jimin protested, crossing her arms. “i just don’t like sharing the spotlight.”

“uh-huh,” y/n said, clearly not convinced.

later that night, jimin found herself scrolling through the comments again. she told herself it was just curiosity, but deep down, she knew it was more than that.

the truth was, jimin didn’t like the idea of y/n being in the spotlight—not because she was jealous of the attention, but because she didn’t want to share her with the world. y/n was hers. her assistant, her confidant, her… well, she wasn’t sure what else, but she knew she didn’t want anyone else to have her.

“stupid comments,” she muttered, tossing her phone aside.

“still obsessing over that photo?” y/n asked, walking into the room with a cup of tea.

“no,” jimin said quickly. “i just… don’t like people assuming things about you.”

y/n raised an eyebrow. “like what?”

“like… that you’re available,” jimin said, her cheeks turning pink. “or that they can just… have you.”

y/n blinked, surprised by the intensity in jimin’s voice. “jimin, are you… jealous?”

“no!” jimin said, too quickly. “i just… you’re my assistant. that’s all.”

y/n smiled, setting down her tea. “you know, for someone who’s not jealous, you’re acting pretty possessive.”

jimin opened her mouth to argue but stopped when y/n sat down next to her. “look,” y/n said softly. “you don’t have to worry. i’m not going anywhere.”

jimin looked at her, her expression softening. “promise?”

“promise,” y/n said, smiling.

the next day, jimin posted another photo—this time, a selfie with y/n clearly in the frame, smiling this time. the caption read: “my assistant. hands off.”

the comments exploded all over again, but this time, jimin didn’t mind. after all, she’d made her point.

y/n rolled her eyes when she saw the post but couldn’t help smiling. “you’re such a drama queen, jimin.”

“maybe,” jimin said, smirking. “but you’re still mine.”

[michellesneptune]

HOW THE MOON SIGNS ACT WHEN THEY LOVE YOU pt. 1

disclaimer: forgive me if the series doesn’t cover all twelve signs, but i don’t think i’ve known enough people to speak about everyone’s way of loving. please be patient🤗

aries moon/1H

ooooh those little devils🔥😈 you can see the mischievous twinkle in their eyes. they’re children of Ares - the god of war! when they speak of their loved ones it feels as though they’re ready to kill for them any minute, only waiting for the right (or any😂) reason.

(just my observation, please don’t come at me) i believe that these natives are prone to being more loyal, less selfish and flaky than aries venus. aries is known to be 'the baby' of the zodiac, valuing independence and self-fulfilment greatly. however, i’ve noticed aries moons to be devoted af!! you will never catch them bad mouthing a friend or a partner.

also, from my experience, both placements like to fight, however aries venus often does it for own enjoyment, the initial chase turns them on. as for aries moons, they’re more steady. they would go to great lengths for friends and partners. you can call them in the middle of the night and ask the craziest favor, they WILL come and help.

(please keep in mind that i mean unevolved aries venuses that still have a lesson or two to learn!)

PS. they love to be treated like the center of your world, please give them attention💕

taurus moon/2H

hmmmm how do i put it… 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍! i will say that i am biased bc my boyfriend is one and the way he’s attentive, always asks about the details of my day, pays attention to my routines and shows love through acts of service🥹 you’ve probably heard the rumours and they’re true. taurus moons make the best cooks ever. and i don’t mean putting together a couple of cheap pancakes, nuh uh. their sharp senses only let them buy the best quality ingredients and cook with great care. bonus points if they prepare a dish that they know is your favourite!

i will say though, they are not the most verbal lovers. but when they’re in, they mean it. when they say they love you, it becomes a fact so obvious that they don’t feel the need to repeat it over and over. they like to settle into a routine, so don’t expect them to be flaky, send mixed signals and stir things up just to feel something/for fun (sag moons cough cough😅😅).

they also seem brutal sometimes. but i believe it’s because they see honesty as the highest form of trust. they want to feel comfortable with you. they value silence, too. they’re the type to show you their appreciation not by telling you how perfect you are but by actually putting in the work to show you your value and show that they’re worthy of being by your side.

lastly, their homes are their sanctuaries, a reflection of their feelings. usually beautiful and they look for someone worthy of letting in, to match their belongings. they get a rep for being possessive and stubborn, nevertheless with the right person they can make a sacrifice and at least try to change their ways😂😂

virgo moon/6H

okay so i know they’re said to be critical, demanding, neurotic etc but hear me out. virgo is a mutable sign, ruled by mercury and in true mutable fashion they DO get wild, fun and unhinged lol. as a virgo moon myself i am well aware of the fact that i often act like i’ve got a stick up my ass. but when i get closer to you i want it all: karaoke nights, fast car rides, spontaneous trips! sometimes i even take those things to the extreme!

they’re also said to have the highest standards. and while i imagine it’s partly true, i believe that this placement is all about accepting the biggest, weirdest quirks of your s/o (as well as 6th house synastry!).

besides, i think that we get more so insecure and self-critical in relationships, analyzing the f outta our partners, wondering whether we’re meeting their demands! we’re about the overall quality of the partnership and just want it to be perfect🥺 we’re also quite anxious and require lots of reassurance.

lastly, everyone knows it: virgo moons are like the final boss of small acts of service lol. vacuuming your flat, folding your clothes. they notice the smallest things that could improve your life and happily do them for you!

capricorn moon/10H

this one is tricky. they remind me a bit of taurus but more rough in a sense that they probably won’t pamper you with luxurious baths and gourmet food but they will do things like pay your rent, get you a job or buy a car😂. i’ve noticed them to be a bit grumpy sometimes, definitely not the softest lovers.

they’re up to giving some tough love. pushing you into a scary path that they know will be rewarding in the end. teaching you that even in the hardest lessons of saturn there is light. they’re not the most cheerful on a daily basis but - surprisingly- they are the ones that keep calm in the face of crises. they’re like okay we can’t do anything about it now let’s appreciate what we do have and focus on what we can change.

it’s because they know all to well how karma is. they had to learn it the hard way which made them so strong and resilient.

what i’ve personally noticed: they will stick by your side no. matter. what. this isn’t always a good thing as sometimes it’s best to walk away but if you’re expecting a cap moon to give up on you, don’t.

i also feel like they’re used to being the oldest sibling, the mom friend etc. please take care of them from time to time!

that is all i have for you! thank you for reading💕 i wish all of you lots and lots of love💋 see ya

~Michelle

[intuitively-her]

You are so gorgeous/handsome, and you look very put together.😍 People know that they gotta come correct if they want to come towards you. You're a charmer. You might unintentionally flirt with people a lot. You're a HUGE lover girl/boy. Your hugs are the best. And you could be a gift-giver as well. I'm getting family vibes here. You seem to be detached and in your own world most of the time. You have this mysterious vibe to you. You don't give too much of yourself away at once. You like to take risks and can be a wildcard at times. This is really admired by others. You're the fun friend in your group. Your energy reminds me of Maddy Perez and Nikki from save the last dance. I’m also channeling Santana from glee lol. You could be very popular. Someone here is in a leadership position. Sports team captain? You lead with logic and practicality. Someone here likes to debate with others. This is my argumentative pile. King of swords energy. You're veryyy disciplined when it comes to your work. Literally nothing or no one could knock you off balance. And you've literally worked to bring your manifestations to life. You're that girl/guy because you remain strong even through your darkest times. You always stay committed to yourself. You remain hard on the outside, but soft n gooey on the inside.🥰

Extra confirmation: Famous, Mean girl, Younger woman, Elusive, Intoxicating, Bitchy, Stuck-up, Sarcastic, Apathetic, Smart ass, Beautiful, Sexy Voice, Friendly, Co-worker, Side chick/side man

Channeled songs: Try again by Aaliyah and Antidote by Travis Scott

Things always seem to work out for you no matter what. Some people view you as a "good luck charm" lol. It's like you have the Midas touch or something. You're very strategic with your plans. Smart, sexy, and independent. You have a very balanced and precise mindset. People could never really cross you. You're always 10 steps ahead. Your energy reminds me of TheWizardLiz. This is my workaholic pile. You've built everything that you have from the ground up. Magician energy. You're a master manifestor.⭐ Your fairness is very admired. You're not afraid to speak up for what you believe in. You could give great advice as well. You have such a light energy! You have a very open and honest personality. You might be a social butterfly. You live more of luxurious lifestyle. I heard "livin like larry"😂. You could have a really nice car. Someone here has beautiful long legs. For someone specific here, you are that girl/guy because you didn't allow a heartbreak to change you. You stayed strong and compassionate.

Extra confirmation: Competitive, Obsessive, Impulsive, Pretty skin/skin tone, Liar, Charming, Player, Dark-skin, Boss, Confident, Humble, Big butt, Trustworthy, Mixed signals

Channeled songs: Act up by City girls and Independent women pt.1 by Destiny's child

You've fought hard to get to the position that you're in today. The luxuries that you have did not come easy. I'm channeling the movies "The pursuit of happiness" and "The Wolf of Wall Street". You may have struggled a bit growing up. But you didn't let that define you. It took a lot of commitment to get where you are today. Someone here could work with stocks. I heard "business mogul". You like to remain optimistic and keep your options open. You're very kindhearted and uplifting to others. You are such a giver. Many people would consider you a "girls girl". Heavy water sign energy. People know that they can count on you for a good time. You have a very bold and confident personality. You walk into rooms like you own the place. Star energy. You're the kim k in your family/friend group lol. A lot of strangers assume that you're famous or some type of influencer. Someone here could wear afro-centric hairstyles.

Extra confirmation: Wifey energy, Trustworthy, Feline eyes, Introvert, Pretty eyes, Eccentric, One night stand, Younger woman, Charming, Cheater, Egotistical, Sister, Intoxicating, Funny

Channeled songs: P power by Gunna and Wife at home by Bryson Tiller

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[whatifitis]

♡ Wickedly Amazing - LN 4 ♡

Summary: Lando is stressed and working all day so during his 15 min break, you decide to stress him out even more 😍

Author's Note: this is complete ass, i wrote it in 1 hr, feedback is always appreciated <3

WC: 970

CW: fluff, my love for wicked the musical, lando matching girlies freak (i think)

Lando had been spending the whole day in meetings via zoom and to say you were bored was an understatement. You had already cleaned the whole apartment, sent some work emails, and read half your book. You missed Lando, even though he was less than 5 feet away. 

Lando had meeting after meeting and they lasted hours. You really only got to see him when you brought him water and food, just sliding it next to him to stay out of frame of the camera and not distract him. 

But Lando was about to have a 15 min break before his next, and hopefully final, meeting of the day. You took it upon yourself to annoy him in your usual fashion, and try and help him destress him a bit by possibly stressing him out. 

While Lan was wrapping up the meeting, you quietly set up a chair behind him and out of frame. You wrapped a throw blanket around your neck and had a broom in hand. As soon as you heard Lando say goodbye and leave the session, you played Defying Gravity on the speakers. 

As soon as the music started, Lando nearly threw his phone into the hair from the abruptly broken silence. He turns in his seat to see you walk around the corner, playing both Elphaba and Glinda’s bits in the song. 

The smile and amusement on his face was what you did these things for. You loved his smile, even more when he truly was happy and when you were the one making it happen. His smile was so wide and the corners of his eyes crinkled with the bridge of his nose. 

As you kept singing, he was cheering you on with some whistles, fist pumps and “that’s my girl”’s. You walked around the room putting on the performance of a lifetime. 

The bridge was coming up and this was your moment to truly blow away the audience (Lando). 

You made your way to the chair you had set up earlier and stood on top of it, shouting about how soon you’d watch them in renown. You threw your cape back to emphasize the imaginary wind blowing up, holding your broom close to you as you prepare to belt your heart out. 

Lando watched in awe through your whole performance. If anyone asked him about your singing, he’d say it’s the most beautiful sound in the world. Whether you were singing Defying Gravity or 22,  he loved it. He thought you were one of, if not the best, singers in the world. That your talent blew the competition out of the water. It wasn’t often that he got to listen to your singing, so the few times he was able to, he savored every second of it. 

But of course, he couldn’t let you have all the fun. As you belted and approached the final riff, Lando took it upon himself to become a part of the ensemble. He stood up from his seat and raced to kneel before you, slowly lying on the ground and singing along to the backing vocals of the song. 

He watched as you successfully attempted Cynthia Erivo’s rift, not being able to hide the smile that is plastered on his face. 

As the song ends, silence fills the room, only the sounds of the two of you trying to catch your breaths can be heard. You drop the broom and step down from your chair, looking at Lando who is now laying flat on the floor as if he was the one carrying that performance on his back.

He clearly wasn’t moving anytime soon so you decided to join him on the floor, falling onto him and resting your head on his chest, listening to his heart as it slows. You feel Lan wrap his arms around you, pulling you closer to him and feeling him kiss your head. 

Lan unties the blanket from around your neck and wraps the blanket around the two of you, wanting to relax for the next few minutes with his favorite person. “That was amazing,” he says. 

“Would you say it was… wickedly amazing?” you ask, cocking an eyebrow at him, trying to supress your smile a bit. 

“Oh shut up.” he laughs, feeling you let out a few giggles as well. “Thank you.”

“For what?” you ask, looking up at him, your brows furrowed in confusion. 

“For a lot of things. But mainly for being here, and making me laugh and making me happy.”

“Oh, you don’t have to thank me. I’m just here, trying my best. I just want you to be happy.”

“I am happy, thanks to you. I genuinely wouldn’t be here without you. You’ve been here through all my bullshit. I was rude as fuck at times, but you still stayed. I don’t know how I could ever repay you and how much it means to me.” Lan confesses, softly rubbing his thumb along your cheek. 

You move to hover over him, resting on your elbow, “You really don’t have to thank me, Lan. I do all of this because I love you. I do everything for you because I care about you. You’re my favorite person in the world and there’s no one I would rather sing with. I want to spend the rest of my silly little life with you, right by your side.”

“I love you.” “I love you.”

You move to capture Lando’s lips in yours. It’s slow and gentle, feeling him relax as you hold the side of his face with your hand. His lips feel warm against yours and he never wants to forget this feeling, of feeling so safe and happy and like he’s truly loved. He never wants to let you go. You’re his girl. His person.

[kisseobie]

“i didn't shave” and p1h¿

“i didn’t shave” with p1harmony

warnings: nsfw (mdni)

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

a/n: ugh something about a man not giving a flying fuck about body hair is sooo sexy like yes please lose sight of your mouth in my bush 😍 thank u for this request !!

✶ keeho

keeho is such a sweetheart, and that trait mixed with him always being realistic makes it so easy for kyo to hush away your insecurities in and out of the bedroom. this situation is no different—if the man wants to eat you out, no amount of hair is gonna stop him from doing so. if you voice out your concerns, he’s staring at you quizzically, but makes sure to quickly snap out of his confusion on your hesitance by using his words to reassure you that respectfully, he does not give a damn if you haven’t shaven. a part of the information you’ve relayed to your boyfriend makes him harder in his jeans, imagining you lounging around the house, completely natural. it’s sweet to him. if you’re still unsure, he’s whispering, “cmon, let me see you.”, which finally does the trick. he eats your pussy gentler than usual this time, kissing at your pubic hair and praising you for allowing him to do so <33

“atta girl. so fucking beautiful like this.”

✶ theo

you’re typically very eager every time taeyang pleads to taste your cunt, so when you close your legs before he can even drag your panties down your thighs, he’s a bit confused, but thinks maybe you’re feeling a bit shy this time? theo sits up a bit to look up at you, eyes making contact with yours, wordlessly asking you to tell him what you’re thinking about. as soon as the words, “i um, i haven’t shaven in a while, so maybe not today?” escape your lips, he’s replying with a gentle, “no, none of that. you look perfect like this. let me show you, please?”. you bite your bottom lip at his words, wanting nothing more than to be tongue fucked by your boyfriend, but doesn’t he find the fact that you haven’t shaven gross? you didn’t realize you said your thoughts out loud, melting—and leaking—at his response to your insecurities:

“it’s not gross at all actually. all i really care about is having your pussy sat on my face. now get on with it.”

✶ jiung

“why’re you shying away from me, pretty?” you want to coo at how he looks like a mouse that’s been denied a block of cheese, but you just shrug and relay to him that you haven’t shaven in a while and don’t want to subject him to that sight. he’s confused, doesn’t being in a loving relationship equate to seeing each other in your most natural and vulnerable states? jiung clearly isn’t having it, sitting up at grabbing at your hands, giving you that familiar pointed look his face adorns whenever he’s about to tell you something serious. you cut him off before he can go on a tangent, saying something along the lines of “you shave all the time, and i’ve always shaved before we’ve been intimate too..”

“so? it’s just hair? just lay down baby, i’ll take real good care of you..”

✶ intak

“you really think i care? don’t be silly y/n. i want you either way.” is how intak responds to your timid “wait, should i shave?”. the way he speaks to you as if it’s the most natural, obvious fact in the world eases away your previous anxious thoughts. you don’t care much for shaving, but you always did it for his peace of mind. you let out a breath of relief, opening up your legs for him to dig in to his well-earned meal. you sigh as your boyfriend licks a stripe up your pussy, moistening the hairs on the surrounding skin with his slobber. he’s more primal today than usual, putting in his best effort to make you feel as comfortable and sexy as he possibly can. you gasp and tug at his locks, pushing your hips down into his mouth to meet his pace, loving and savoring his obvious enthusiasm to eat you alive.

“just like that. fuckkkk, such a good girl for me, letting me taste your sweet pussy.”

✶ soul

you weren’t expecting shota’s response when you informed him that you haven’t shaven in a few weeks to be: “i prefer it this way actually.”, and you definitely didn’t have time to process his little confession before he hooked his fingers into the band of your miffy-printed panties, pulling them down your strawberry legs in one swift motion. you’re so close to giving in, to trusting his nonchalance, but you really haven’t shaven in a while, and you don’t personally think the sight is one your boyfriend would pop a boner to. the thoughts invading your mind have you closing your legs, and he pulls them open himself, shocking you.

“don’t be embarrassed baby. ‘s just me. can you keep your legs open for me?”

and fuck it, how can you say no to that? you’d inquire about his little pube fetish later, you suppose.

✶ jongseob

“angel, why are you hiding from me? do you not want this?”

always so attentive and understanding, your boyfriend pulls away from you right away, opting to grab at your face instead, and you admit you do regret pulling him away from being face-to-face with your pussy. the last thing you wanted was to make him feel like you don’t want this, knowing that jongseob would probably overthink the situation and blame himself for your own insecurities. you’re quick to laugh it off and explain yourself with a, “i want this! i promise! i just don’t know if you wanna go down on me right now, i haven’t shaved in a few weeks so i don’t want you to feel obligated to see me like that.”, and he smiles. laughs even. he sinks back down to his earlier position, looking up at your puzzled expression, followed with the words you were secretly hoping to hear.

“you’re so pretty either way, please don’t think i’m not gonna wanna eat this cunt just because of some hair..”

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✶ 𓅭 𓅮

[hoshifighting]

OMG, I LOVED THE ISSUE CLUB SERIES 😍 IT WAS AMAZING!!! I just wanted to ask if you could do a you giving seventeen head

you giving seventeen head (blowjob)

WARNINGS: oral, 69, blowjob, handjob, moaning, waking up with oral, fingering?, semi-public sex, risky sex.

seungcheol doesn’t usually ask for it; his pleasure comes from your pleasure. “you don’t have to,” he says softly, but you see the flicker of excitement in his eyes. he’s already half-hard by the time you nestle between his legs. you spit on his head, feeling the slickness coat your lips as you take him in. his hands glide over your hair, encouraging but never pushing. “touch yourself,” he murmurs, and you do, because seeing you pleasure yourself boosts his own arousal.

jeonghan, on the other hand, is unabashedly vocal about his desires. “want a quickie?” he whispers in your ear while you’re out. even if it means a detour to the nearest public bathroom, he doesn’t mind. back home, it’s all about the mess—the drool pooling at your chin, his hips thrusting lightly. in public, his eyes fixed on you as you suck cautiously, trying not to smudge your makeup. “don’t mess up your makeup,” he teases, but you know he loves it even more when you do. you can’t help but laugh, the sound muffled as you take him in. he’s shameless, always wanting more, and you love it.

joshua wasn’t a fan of receiving oral until you. now, it’s a ritual. you love seeing him lose himself, his head thrown back, his voice a constant stream of praise. you’ve learned exactly how to drive him wild, taking him deep, your head turning just right, your hands squeezing his balls. he’s on cloud nine, and his appreciation for your effort is evident in every moan and gasp. “just like that,”

junhui has a different approach. he likes to start soft, his cock slowly growing hard inside your mouth. “s-so sensitve” he moans, his sensitivity making him tremble as you take your time, feeling him pulse against your tongue.  he’s more sensitive that way, and you can see it in his eyes, the way they darken with lust. “i love this,” he admits.

hoshi loves a good 69, the way you moan around his cock when he’s eating you out. and the way he moans around your clit makes you squirm. “i can’t—” momentarily pausing from eating you out because of the way you suck him, is too much. “you’re too good at this.”, you smirk around him, loving how you can make him come undone. 

wonwoo’s like a bear, cute and cuddly, but with a dangerous side. he loves deepthroating, loves the feel of your throat tightening around him. “breathe through your nose, baby,” “deeper,” he loves the sensation of you gagging around him, your tears mixing with the saliva pooling at the base of his cock. wonwoo is your gentle giant, but he loves it rough when it comes to oral. tears stream down your face, but the way he looks at you—like you’re the most beautiful sight in the world—makes it all worth it.

woozi’s hands are always on you, guiding you. he loves the sight of you bobbing up and down, loves the sounds you make. “keep going,” he moans, his voice breaking with pleasure. he’s so expressive, his body reacting to every movement, every touch, you can see the strain in his body, the way he arches slightly, lost in the sensation. moans because, in response, you furrow your eyebrows when he does, and he knows you're clenching around nothing. 

minghao prefers a handjob, but when you give him head, you make sure to incorporate that preference. spitting on your hand, you stroke him while focusing on his cockhead, earning a groan of defeat every time. stroking him as you suck on his cockhead. “you’re gonna be the death of me,” the combination is too much for him, and he’s at your mercy, loving every second. “you always win.”

mingyu loves eye contact, even though it makes him blush. you lock eyes with him, watching his shy smile turn into a look of pure ecstasy. he likes it when you scrape your teeth lightly against his cock, his eyes roll back, as he bites his lip. loves the way your doe eyes make him feel both powerful and vulnerable. “s-stop looking at me like this, i-i'll cum.”

seokmin is easy to please. “oh god, yes,” the moment your mouth is on him and your hand is massaging his balls, he’s done for. “oh, god, i’m gonna—” he moans, it doesn’t take long, and he’s a panting, moaning mess in seconds. coming quicker than he expected, but you don’t mind. seeing him lose control is its own reward. his gratitude evident in every gasp and moan. 

seungkwan loves it when you wake him up with head. seungkwan loves the surprises. you’ve talked about it before, and every time you do, he’s in heaven. “good morning,” he mumbles, still half-asleep, but his hips are already moving, seeking more of your touch. he loves the mess, the feeling of your saliva and his precum mixing. 

vernon likes it lazy. he’ll slide his hand into your hair, guiding you down to his cock. he loves it when you lick the seam of his balls, then move to the head. “take your time,” he says, enjoying the languid pace. likes when you let his cock lay on your face as you caress him with your cheek, before sucking him, or after sucking him. it’s a slow burn, a lazy, intimate moment that he treasures.

chan’s into risky head. “we shouldn’t,” he always whispers, but his actions say otherwise. he loves the danger, the idea of getting caught. your mouth on him just before he goes on stage, or in the car, makes it all the more exciting. “careful,” he warns with a grin as you go down on him while he’s driving. the way you treat his cockhead like a lollipop, then suddenly deepthroat him, the cold base contrasting with your warm mouth, drives him crazy. and you love the way he gasps and tightens his grip on the steering wheel. or when he’s minutes away from going on stage. “are you sure?” you ask, but he’s already nodding, already unzipping his pants. 

[youaresimplylovely]

Fashion n' Cars (Part Five)

Pairings: F1 Grid x Verstappen!Supermodel!Reader Summary: Max Verstappen has a sister who is a famous supermodel but what happens when other F1 drivers start taking interest in her? Warnings: we still have overprotective maxie <3 this is an smau but a short short drabble for lewis!! Tried my best to replicate the espn f1 format lol <3 Fc: Emily Ratajkwoski Proofread!! A/N: part five is hereee!! Woohoo! We're almost 600 followers and ily all so so so much!!

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maxverstappen1 WHAT THE FUCK HE WAS NOT ON MY LIST.

estebanocon YOU HAVE A LIST? AM I DEAD? ynverstappen LOL NO HAHAHAHA

user5 WE LOVE YN AND ESTIE BESTIEEE

charles_leclerc ITS FUCKING ESTEBAN. WHY DID YOU GO TO MY HOUSE AT 3AM. @maxverstappen1

maxverstappen1 better safe than never.

charles_leclerc also looking beautiful y/n 😍

maxverstappen1 it's like you want me to kill you again at 3am.

The busy and calm streets of London, relieved you. You were with Lewis since he was still touring your around. Although, you ask yourself. Do you really need it? or do you just want to spend time with him? You've traveled for so many times but this is the only time you've asked someone to tour you.

"London is a nice place." You mutter as you chuckle, watching the beautiful view of the sky from the streets that you and Lewis were on.

"It is." Lewis smiles, turning his head around to face you. Suddenly, a stranger who was in a hurry accidentally pushed Lewis causing him to lean in closer to you. What you didn't expect was you two to kiss.

Your lips were stiff, you didn't expect the kiss. So did Lewis. His lips pressed against yours, eyes wide open, staring at each other. A few moments passed, you pulled away from the kiss. You chuckle nervously, rubbing the back of your neck as you smile at him nervously.

He stares into your eyes, hands slowly cupped your cheek. He leaned in closer to kiss you. Your eyes widened, you didn't know what to do. Lewis continued to kiss you for a few moments eventually pulling away.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." He mumbles, pulling you in closer to him to kiss you again.

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maxverstappen1 shut up. (i still love you though.) lewishamilton love you too brother in law! maxverstappen1 God no.

user12 WHAT DO YOU MEAN ANOTHER DRIVER MAX EMILLIAN VERSTAPPEN

user4 maxie knows something we don't

user10 lewis and yn endgame??????

user18 NAH I THINK ITS GONNA BE ANOTHER DRIVER

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[halsteadlover]

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲

*Gifs and pic not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader.

• Requested by anon: Hi i saw your post 'exam buddies' and it gave me and idea of Jay gets grazed by a bullet or something and while he's getting checked out he is flirting with the doctor who he has had a crush on for a while and she does to so she denies him and says how unprofessional it would be but while she is talking he walks closer to her and starts undressing her while teasing her and saying "yes so unprofessional" of not that's fine love your work.

• Warnings: curse words, making out (hehe), mention of wounds, and I don’t know what else let me know if I missed any lol.

• Word count: 3604.

• A/N: when he gets stabbed just to see you 😍😍😍. Need me a man like Jay frfr. I hope you’ll like this one I really had fun writing it. Comment, reblog and leave a like if you want, it’d mean the world. Thank you so much for your support sending lots of love to all of you xx

“Halstead, third time in a month, that’s a record even for you.”

An amused expression appeared on your face as you entered the room of the patient you were supposed to see, who turned out to be no one other than Jay Halstead. He was lying on the bed, his back resting on the raised headboard and a bored expression on his face which however disappeared as soon as he saw you enter.

“Oh yeah I couldn't wait to see you, Dr. Sunshine,” he replied, letting his eyes wander unscrupulously along your uniform-covered figure, before returning them to your face and giving you a full on smile.

This was a nickname Jay had given you since the first moment you met and since then he had never stopped calling you that. In fact, since that day he had noticed how you always had a smile on your lips, constantly, how nothing seemed to disturb you. You always had a happy and serene expression on your face and this was one of the things that most attracted him from the beginning.

The two of you had met some time ago when Jay had arrived at Med's to question a suspect who he had injured during a chase and who you had taken into care.

He remembered how impressed he was with you when he first saw you, he couldn't deny you were a beautiful woman. But it was the marked humor with which you addressed him and your sharp but nice jokes that truly mesmerized him. While you two talked in front of that helpless patient who did nothing but bring his eyes between you and the detective, Jay found himself being attracted more and more to you, feeling the ever-increasing desire to get to know you better.

After that exchange in front of the patient, you left Jay talking to the suspect and walked out of the room, winking at him before closing the door behind you and leaving Jay standing there looking like an idiot.

Needless to say, as soon as he finished questioning the suspect, he immediately turned to his brother with the aim of asking for information about you. He didn't know why but he wanted to know everything he could about you. He had looked for you so he could have the opportunity to talk to you again but you were already with another patient.

From that day you had never left Jay's mind or his thoughts.

He found himself going to Med's every time for all sorts of reasons, most of which involved having to say something to his brother who couldn't help but make fun of the detective. You obviously weren't stupid and there was no shortage of your comments regarding the fact there was a very different reason behind those visits to which Jay responded with some mischievous joke that made you blush from head to toe.

However, there was no shortage of visits either due to some injuries Jay got due to his job but that didn't stop him from shamelessly flirting with you even if he was on a hospital bed.

He loved this relationship that had been created between you, the flirting, teasing each other, and every opportunity was perfect to see you but he wanted more. He struggled to admit it to himself but he had a huge crush on you and the fact he couldn't read you and know what you were thinking was driving him crazy. He was getting tired of looking at you from afar, of hiding behind the flirty jokes, he wanted you.

You giggled and looked at him for a moment as you quickly examined his body for injuries. Or at least that's what you convinced yourself of. You were pretty good at hiding your feelings because to say that damn detective gave you goosebumps and set every cell in your body on fire was an understatement.

You sanitized your hands and put on a pair of clean gloves before approaching him, his eyes never leaving yours and just the way he looked at you made you shiver from head to toe and your knees tremble.

Focus Y/n, he’s a patient now.

“What did you do this time?” You asked and he rolled his eyes playfully.

“You're no fun dammit, always straight to the point.”

“You know me Halstead,” you replied. “So?”.

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Just a little cut while chasing a suspect, no big deal.”

Your gaze fell on his abdomen, at the level of his left side where you noticed a copious stain of blood. “Well let me be the judge since I’m the doctor. Lift your shirt up.”

His lips lifted into a mischievous grin and you rolled your eyes knowing where his mind had immediately gone. “If you want to undress me just say so Dr. Sunshine, there's no need for these excuses.”

He took off his shirt and you tried with every fiber of your being to try to maintain a composed and professional expression, trying not to look his abs and not to focus on the heat that was spreading through your body.

You swallowed the lump in your throat but you couldn't help but admire that Greek God laying in front of you. “You didn't need to take off your shirt Halstead.” You said in an amused tone before pulling up a chair and sitting next to the bed.

“Well, you know I'm a self-centered bastard,” he retorted and you rolled your eyes again as you began to examine the wound. “Plus I love the way you’re struggling not to jump on me right now.”

You flicked your gaze into his eyes, not responding but maintaining eye contact as he looked at you as if he wanted to undress you right then and there. The heat spreading through your body intensified and rose to your cheeks and you struggled to say anything because, damn, he was just telling the truth.

“J-just, let me do my job Halstead,” you murmured and cursed yourself for the way you stuttered. You looked away and back to his wound and he chuckled, probably aware of the effect it had on you.

You examined his wound. It was a stab wound and luckily it wasn't very deep so it only required a bit of disinfection and a couple of stitches. You took what you needed and sat next to Jay again, who continued to watch and examine your movements with meticulous attention.

“I'll numb the area so I can stitch you,” you said in a firm, professional tone of voice but refusing to look at him. You couldn't do it, not when his eyes were enough to make you a babbling mess.

You tried to maintain all the concentration you possessed, failing miserably as Jay was laying there in front of you with his shirt off.

You couldn't help but let your gaze travel down his abdomen, along his hips, the V-line disappearing into his boxers you so much wanted to trace with your tongue, the line of his underwear that slightly protruded from his pants.

He was so fucking hot and you were about to be burned.

Your breathing quickened even though you tried to keep yourself composed but this didn't escape Jay, who didn't take his eyes off you for even a second.

He carefully scanned your profile and features, the way your eyelids and eyelashes fluttered, the way your cheeks were flushed and he knew it was because of him, the way you were trying to avoid him even if you were attracted to him like a magnet.

“You're so beautiful Y/n, you know that?” he murmured before he could stop himself.

You almost dropped the pliers you were holding, taken aback by his words. You giggled, keeping your expression as neutral as possible even though that short and simple phrase had thrown you into a whirlwind of overwhelming emotions and sensations.

“And you know I’m your doctor right?”.

“Mmh just for now,” he replied “As soon as you're done you won't be anymore.”

“You're actually one of my most loyal patients.” You gave him an amused look, a smirk on your lips as you continued to stitch his wound. “Like I said, you're breaking every record so no, you can't make those comments it's very unethical of you.”

There was nothing ethical about Jay's sinful thoughts about you, but he didn't let them out at the time.

He laughed, never taking his eyes off you. “Since we see each other so often we’re more than just doctor/patient now, I’d say I have every right to tell you’re beautiful.”

“Stop it.” You gave him a fake disappointed look even if you were internally giggling like a little girl. “Am I hurting you? You feel anything?” You also asked but the smug expression on his face and the smirk on his lips had given you the answer you needed.

He shook his head. “Come to a date with me.”

Your heart started beating wildly, more than it already was since the first moment you say Jay laying on that bed. “Is this a question or an order?”.

“You want to tell me no?”.

“Jay, I need to focus.”

“That's not a no though, so I have some hope.”

You laughed, at the tenacity and cheekiness he was showing and to mask the nervousness you were feeling, God, you didn't know how long you could last before giving in.

After about ten minutes you finished suturing his wound and placed gauze over it, recommending him to disinfect it and change the gauze at least twice a day even though he did nothing but flirt with you.

You stood up and removed your gloves before throwing them into the bin along with the dirty gauze you had used earlier and disinfected your hands.

You glanced at Jay, noticing he had sat up in bed, still wonderfully bare-chested. For the second time you found yourself running your eyes over his frame, his broad shoulders, his muscular arms and toned chest.

That man oozed sex from every pore of his body and you no longer knew what to do to resist him.

“Why are you this far? I don't bite, you know.” He said with a wicked smile on his lips, not even trying to mask the way he was eye-fucking you.

You rolled your eyes for the thousand time and crossed your arms over your chest, remaining firm in your position even if with difficulty. You felt as if there was some kind of force pushing you towards him and as the minutes passed you were less and less able to fight it.

“Don't you have to go back to work?”.

“Not until you give me an answer.”

“About what?”.

“About the date.”

“You didn’t ask me though.”

“Well will come to a date with me?”.

You tried to suppress a chuckle but didn't answer, keep losing yourself in those two emeralds that were his eyes.

You didn't have to hesitate like that, you didn't even have to think about it. You were a doctor, he was your patient and there was nothing more immoral.

But then why didn't you say no? Why were you actually thinking about that?

Jay stood up and walked over you noticing your silence, standing a step away from you.

Still shirtless.

God please have some mercy on me.

You raised your head slightly so you could look in his eyes given your height difference, the words dying in your throat every time you tried to say something.

It was undeniable there was an attraction between you two that in one way or another always pushed you towards each other. It was undeniable that man made you feel things you hadn't felt in a long time.

You didn't know what he had done to you, what kind of witchcraft he had practiced on you since there had never even been anything between you. Sure, you flirted with him too, he shamelessly hit on you and sometimes you didn't even know if he was serious or just because of the way your relationship had turned, but you couldn't get him out of your mind.

“You're thinking about it, aren't you? I know you want it,” he whispered, lifting a hand and stroking your hair, moving a strand behind your ear as his eyes continued to admire and analyze every little feature of your face.

You let your arms drop to your sides, dumbfounded as his fingers caressed your skin so lightly his touch seemed unnoticeable. But you felt it all, you felt his touch in every corner of your body.

Your breathing quickened as your eyes alternated between his and his mouth, without even being able to stop yourself.

“We can't,” you whispered back.

“Why not? We both want it, I know it and you know it too.” He wet his lips with his tongue. “And the way you're looking at me now, fuck… I'm fighting every fiber of my body not to throw you on this bed and have my way with you. You can't deny it Y/n, you can’t deny what's going on between us.”

Before you knew it, your hands were resting on his chest, his skin hot under your fingers and his breathing visibly quickening under your touch. “And who tells me it's not just the thrill of conquest? That once I say yes you won't just disappear?”.

His hands cupped your face, his lips so close to yours they kept brushing each other. “I’m planning to do so many things to you that a lifetime won't be enough Y/n, you're not just a conquest. I want you.”

His thumb traced the outline of your bottom lip and your breath hitched, almost making you pass out at his feet.

God Jay what are you doing to me?

“You really think every time I'm here it's to see Will? Don't get me wrong, I love my brother but do you seriously think I'm here almost every day just to see him? Do you seriously think I would randomly find myself at Molly's every night whenever you're there? Do you think I’d let myself get stabbed just to have another excuse to come here and see you?”.

You pulled away from him, hitting him in the chest in disbelief. “Are you out of your goddamn mind?! I hope you're kidding.”

“Do you see me laughing? I'm not fucking kidding. I could’ve easily overpower that piece of shit but you got into my head so much that at that moment I just thought I had the perfect excuse to see you and be close to you. That's how fucking insane you make me Y/n. Please just give me a chance, I want you so bad,” he spoke, not caring about how desperate he sounded.

Now that he had said it out loud he realized how crazy he really was. But did he care? Absolutely not. He just wanted you to accept to go to that date.

“And it's not just wanting to have sex with you. I mean, God yes, you turn me one so much I would fuck you on every floor and surface of this hospital… But I want everything, I want to know every single part of you, the good and the bad, I want you to be mine, I want you to know me and I want to be yours.”

You sighed in frustration, the temperature of the room rising a degree with each passing second. How were you supposed to push him away?

“Tell me you don't want me and I'm leaving right now and you'll never hear from me again. Tell me you don't feel like this thing between us is consuming you too... Tell me,” he continued, brushing his nose with yours.

“You're so unprofessional Jay,” you whispered, trying so hard to fight the urge to give in but, fuck, you didn't think it would be this hard.

“Yeah so unprofessional. Now answer me.”

You sighed. “Jay I…”

“God you're so stubborn Dr. Sunshine, you really want to torture me until the end? Have mercy on me at least now that I'm… Shit,” he stopped, holding his side where he had been stabbed and letting out a cry of pain.

“Jay! Hey, what's going on? Talk to me please.”

“Fuck it hurts.”

“Here, let me help you. Sit down so I can take another look at you. Everything will be fine.”

You helped him sit on the edge of the bed, worried and thinking of every possible scenario imaginable like an internal bleeding.

But when he instead surrounded your hips under your white coat and pulled you towards him, making you settle between his legs, you understood that asshole was just faking it.

“You piece of shit! You've got me worried sick!” You exclaimed, hitting his shoulder harder this time. You tried to pull away from him but his grip was too tight around your waist.

He laughed, a cocky look on his face that only made you want to punch him. “Look at you so worried about me. Just as I thought.”

“You thought about what? That you’re an asshole?”.

“Yes I am,” he replied amused, “But also that all this facade you want to put up, all this resistance is fake. That you want me as much as I want you, so why do you keep fighting it so much?”.

“Because it’s unprofessional, I'm a doctor and you're my patient. We can't.”

“Of course we can.” His hands tightened around your waist, moving up your hips, distracting you and making you forget what you even wanted to say. “Like I said. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me.”

You didn't answer, again.

You just looked at him and melted under his touch.

You didn't know what happened, it was like a switch had been turned on inside you.

All your rational thoughts and abilities left your mind as you grabbed his face and crashed your lips onto his.

You didn't want to resist anymore, especially since you weren’t strong enough. Let's be honest, it was a battle you already lost from the start.

You didn't want to live in fear of what might happen, hide behind the hypocrisy of 'unprofessionalism' because the truth was that you wanted that man more than anyone you had ever met in your life. The truth was, you couldn't look him in the eyes and tell him you didn't want him when just hearing his name made your heart beat wildly and your body lit up on fire.

Jay kissed you back, not even being able to explain how ardently and for how long he wanted that moment.

You parted your lips slightly and he immediately took the opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth, deepening the kiss which was becoming more and more passionate, borderline pornographic.

His hands rested on your stomach and moved up your abdomen, grazing your breasts before settling on your shoulders. He hesitated and you nodded during the kiss, giving him permission to take off your white coat which fell to the floor next to your feet.

His hands then trailed down back to your ass which he squeezed and groped without any shame as you threaded your fingers through his hair, sighing into his mouth at the sensation.

If at first there was a thread of doubt that left you perplexed, after finally feeling his lips against yours, their taste, you knew there would never be a return from that point. You were deeply and inexorably lost for Jay Halstead.

Your heart was pounding as your body continued to press against his, as if you were both trying to suck out each other's souls.

You bit his lower lip and a small moan escaped him which immediately made you press your legs to each other, your insides twist and goosebumps on your skin. He slapped your ass in response, a gesture that turned you on more than you would ever admit.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, pulling him towards you.

“I'll take this as a yes?” He whispered the moment you both broke apart panting as you tried to catch your breath.

He slid his hands down your back, up your ass, your thighs, touching and caressing every inch of your body he could reach.

“What do you think?” You replied, one eyebrow raised.

“I can't even think right now to be honest, all the blood has rushed to my dick. It actually hurts a little, can you kiss it better?”.

“You’d really love it wouldn’t you?”.

“Oh you have no idea how many times I’ve imagined you kissing me better, especially my dick. This mouth of yours is haunting me princess.”

You chuckled – not mentioning how bad you wanted to do it – and he smiled back, feeling lighter, happier.

“Is tomorrow night okay?”.

“Tomorrow night? Are you kidding me? You really think I can last until tomorrow especially after you kissed me like that? No, there’s no chance. I want to see you tonight.”

“Oh Halstead, remember that patience is the virtue of the strong,” You smirked at him, caressing his shoulders. “See you tomorrow night detective.”

You gave him one last sweet kiss on the lips and picked up your white coat from the floor, then straightening out your wrinkled uniform. You winked at him before exiting the room, leaving him sitting on the edge of that bed with an erection in his pants he knew he’d struggle to keep at bay for the next twenty-four hours.

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[master-muffinn]

Lord of the rings X druid!reader headcanons

Legolas x reader, Thranduil x reader, Gandalf x reader (platonic), Merry/Pippin x reader (platonic), Elanor x reader.

Legolas

🧚‍♀️ Legolas is very curious and excited! He wants to know EVERYTHING about you and what you can do!

🧚‍♀️ But he finds the fact that you can turn to different kinds of animals the most interesting, and asks you a lot of questions about every animal you can transform too.

“Y/n what is that for an odd creature?”

“It’s a seastar”

“A STAR!??” 🤩

🧚‍♀️ Asks you if he can touch you in your animal forms. He lights up with happiness when you say ‘yes’ and touches you with utmost care and curiosity.

🧚‍♀️ Loves carrying you around in your smaller forms. If you turn to a snake he’ll put you around his neck like a necklace, a bird on his head or any other animal that can be on his shoulders.

🧚‍♀️ When the fellowship was in the snowy mountains and while the others had to walk in the deep snow, you were a little mouse in Legolas warm pocket. Not needing to do anything and Legolas didn’t need to worry about your safety. Win-win.

Thranduil

“I thought the druids died out for 4000 years ago, guess i was wrong”

🍷 Like Legolas he is very much interested but in a more calmer and quieter way. He also likes the animal shapes more. 

🍷 He likes when you turn to a little bird and sit on his shoulder whenever he goes to different places.

🍷 LOVES when he sits on his throne and you turn to a smaller animal and sit on his large hand and put your tiny paws on his fingers- the king has heart eyes. 😍 (yes you are his pet now lol) And he totally would feed you grapes too.

🍷 Other than that he also likes your plant and flower abilities. He has left the garden's beauty to you and it is shining more beautifully than it ever has since you came into his life- or perhaps it is just (amazing) you who has grown beautiful and colorful flowers in his heart❤.

🍷 And of course he will try out some of your abilities in the bedroom 😉

Gandalf

🧙‍♂️ Sorry Frodo, Sorry Bilbo, y/n is his number one favorite friend now!

🧙‍♂️ He is very fascinated over your elemental abilities. Wind, water, fire, plants/trees? “What can you do?” 

🧙‍♂️ Gandalf would try (hard) to not sound too eager and excited when you show him. But he can’t help but smile and laugh when you make a phoenix appear out of the fire.

🧙‍♂️ Might show you his ‘magic’ if you ask nicely and you will inspire one another. 

🧙‍♂️ If you have any difficulties with your training and elemental controlling he will give you advice and guidance with what he knows.

🧙‍♂️ Gandalf wouldn't mind if you join him for a while on his journey. He greatly enjoys your company.

Merry/Pippin

🤡 Oh no! OH NOOO! Gandalf will pray to god ... .PLEASE DON’T LET THE WORLD END!!

🤡 When they learn what you are, they will storm you with questions. They will drag you with them for every little prank and misery they are planning.

“Y/n, can you turn to bird and poop on someone's hea-” (pippin)

“No!”

“Can you poop in someones drin-”

“No!”

“Can you-”

“ENOUGH WITH THESE POOP REQUESTS!!!!”

🤡 If you meet on the ring quest, they will ask you to turn to a larger and fluffy animal, like a bear so they can sleep with (on) you on cold nights (like the bear in jungle book? Yes!) Boromir will get jealous because you stole his children. 😢

Elanor Brandyfoot

🐌 The others don't trust you and don't want you around until you show them how quickly you can turn seeds to flowers.

🐌 Elanor will try to calm them down and talk to them so they don’t ‘use’ you for their ‘food greed’.

🐌 You two will have a contest of who is quickest to fill a bucket with berries, buuut of course Elanor wins. 

“Looks like ya powers weren't able to outmatch me!” 

🐌 She loves to see your abilities and is very happy that others like you too and have accepted you to the group, but she gets a little jealous when you get too much attention because she wants to be alone with you too! 

🐌 She loves the evenings when things have been calming down and laying under the stars with her head on your (larger) animal form. Petting you is very calming for her and she mostly falls asleep like that with you. 

Thank you for reading! I hope you like it! 💖

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[sunshinescribes]

Hi Sunny!! So I can’t get the idea of Trafalgar Law waking up in the arms of his female crush or s/o (early on in their relationship) with his face buried in her chest as the reader pulled him into her cleavage in her sleep! In my mind I can’t decide if Law is shy or lowkey perverted! It all suits him well to me, so you do with that what you want.

So may I get something like that? It could be either fluff or a starter for smut I just would love to read something like this 😍

I hope I made sense and thank you in advance 💓💓

ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE…

Law doesn’t recall his bed ever feeling this soft and warm.

He also doesn’t recall ever having such peaceful sleep. The dark circles under his eyes and his tendency to be irritable are a testament to how often sleep evades him.

His eyes are still closed, his mind groggy but very much alert, and his body has yet to catch up. His limbs feel heavy, as if the simple act of lifting his hand would take all the effort in the world. It’s a strange sensation—would be fucking terrifying if not for the warmth that radiates through his body, an unfamiliar comfort that tells him everything is alright—he’s safe.

Law groans softly as sleep finally releases its hold on him. He blinks slowly, eyes adjusting to the dim light the lamp on his desk casts over his room. He’d forgotten to turn it off last night, pulling his usual all-nighter. He had been flipping through a medical textbook, his eyes heavy, words blurring and blending, and yet he couldn’t compel himself to go to bed.

And then a soft knock sounded at his door, accompanied by your voice, softly asking if he was still awake. He’d let you in with little convincing, and then…and…then?

Law nearly chokes when his eyes fully adjust, realizing his face is buried in your chest. Your softness, your warmth—this is what he was feeling, what had helped him stay in sleep's warm embrace. The missing memory finally comes back to him—you slipping into his room, scantily dressed. You’d made a beeline to his bed, patting the empty space beside you as you called his name. Lay with me for a bit? You’d asked so sweetly, with those pretty eyes of yours watching him, waiting expectantly. He had been slow to comply, but soon his book was forgotten, his chair empty as he laid down beside you. You had rubbed soft circles against his back and tiredly whispered, You gotta get some sleep, Doc.

And so he did.

Law carefully stirs, tries not to disturb you as you continue to sleep restfully beneath him. He can’t be caught with his face between your breasts like some kind of demented, sex-crazed pervert—no matter how unbelievably soft they are (and maybe he finally understands Black Leg’s obsession). Not that he’s opposed to sex, especially the idea of having it with you, but that’s a line you two haven’t crossed yet, and he’ll be damned if he looks like he’s trying to take advantage of you in your sleep.

He turns his head, accidentally nosing your breast in his failed attempt to move away. Law stills as noise escapes your lips, light and airy, and one of the most beautiful sounds he thinks he’ll ever hear—your laughter.

Law glances up at you, finding your pretty, tired eyes already trained on him, and the corners of your lips pull upward as you chuckle. He feels heat flood his cheeks, not knowing how long you’ve been awake or what you must make of his head still being positioned between your tits.

“Mornin’,” you greet him with a smile. “I think? I can never tell in this damn tin can.”

The quickly formulated explanations catch in Law’s throat as he blinks up at you, surprised you aren’t offended or even a little shocked with his current placement.

Relief washes over him in waves.

“If this was a tin can, we’d be food for sea kings by now,” he retorts, his voice thick with sleep.

You playfully roll your eyes—he’s so sensitive about his metal deathtrap—before lifting your hand to thread through his thick, dark tresses. “You know what I mean…”

Law hums contentedly as you massage his scalp, turning him boneless with your touch. It’s moments like this that he swears you have devil fruit powers—some kind of supernatural ability to completely dismantle his defenses. His eyes flutter shut as he basks in your touch—the softness of your flesh beneath his face and the soft patter of your steady heartbeat. He wouldn’t mind staying in this moment forever, far away from the threats that plague him and his thoughts.  

“Mind if we stay like this a little longer?” he asks—murmurs, as sleep extends a welcoming hand to him once more.

He can’t see your face, but he hears the smile in your voice when you answer. “As long as you need, Captain.”

ONE THING Y’ALL ARE GONNA LEARN ABOUT ME IS THAT IF I HAVE THE CHANCE TO WRITE FLUFF I ABSOULTELY WILL.

Thanks for the request anon! I hope you enjoyed!

[astrologylunadream]

How Your Person Would Describe You🍨🗣💭 (Pick a card/Tarot love reading)

Hey it's Lunadream🖤 In this reading you will find how your person would talk about you/describe you to others.

Omg and I just realized my current number of follows is 888 so powerful energy up in here. (thank you all so much for that💞) hope you find your message🌸

Notice: Only take what resonates because the most important thing is your own judgement!♡ If anything doesn't resonate, don't worry! It's not your message right now <3 (Entertainment purpose only. All rights reserved)

Now, shall we begin~? ^w^ Think of that beautiful person on your mind, and pick whichever pile that fits the energy you're feeling drawn to~💭

Pile 1🧁

Pile 2🍨

Pile 3🐈‍⬛

Pile 4👛

Take your time and choose carefully with the heart~♡

On to the readings —> 👀

Pile 1🧁

Sign energy: Water, Fancy, Hair, Avoidance, Options, Chiron, Pisces, 8th house, Vertex, Mercury,🙅‍♂️🏚🟧🧖‍♀️

🖤Your person's energy: I'm sensing that this is an emotional individual, even if they don't show it. They might be more serious to others, but they have feelings themselves. Dominant energy of Pisces, Scorpio, Virgo and Gemini, for some of you pisces mercury or chiron conjunct mercury is significant. I feel like they have a closed off demeanor and some people may expect them to be cold or in a bad mood. This person likely changes their hair a lot, could be drastically like the color. Their hair may be very attractive to you😍 Your person may often avoid things they aren't ready for, not necessarily indecisive but just very avoidant. This could be because they have been through a lot of damage in the past, they have a lot of emotions built up and they have been hurt with others words.😥 They may not enjoy classy events or that could be a regular thing for them that they can't stand. Because I'm picking up for some of you this person is higher class. The color orange may be significant. For some of you this person is avoiding you, I'm hearing they're running out of options take what resonates whatever that means for you. You have a deep attraction and infatuation with this person, but I'm getting that they are more so reserved when it comes to intimate relationships. So they push back a bit if you approach them, They're a heavy thinker and may expect issues to occur if they get involved in a romantic connection. They get lost in their thoughts sometimes, but they have a really aesthetic voice.💗

💬How they would describe you: Energy, Mindfulness, Decay, Lilith, Tears, Fire, 1st house, 2nd house, Virgo, Pluto, 🟩🫂🥱🎸 Okay so your person would describe you as someone who has a very bright and youthful vibe to them, and there's a spark of determination in your eyes. They would say you also have a witty and sharp mind, they feel as if you outsmart them. They're kind of jealous of you for it. But they think you are too hard on yourselves, and it tears them apart on the inside. Maybe you judge yourself too hard? They would say they want to give you good vibes and recharge your happiness.🤗 When you enter the room, your energy just radiates to them. I feel like they would tell others how sweet you are.💓 They would like to say you seem really smart, actually. They bet many people are jealous of your abilities. To be honest, they would say the way your mind works scares them a little, but it also makes you very attractive.😳 they would feel like your words could pierce into their soul, and get kind of intimidated. They don't know for sure, but something about you is just captivating. They would describe you as someone you would want to hug, especially when you're feeling down or low on energy. That you have a strong approach to the world, and put your best foot forward. They don't know what to expect from you at the moment, not exactly warmed up to you yet. Your person might need more time to analyze you, and see what you're truly all about.🔍🩷

💌Messages from your person: You need me now, They know, We were meant to be, Again and again, Let me adore you (How sweet🥺💞) Extra cards: Abandonment, Soft spot, Tight, Vent, Love song

Thank you my pile 1's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!🩷

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 1 with the cupcake emoji~🧁 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading🌸

Pile 2🍨

Sign energy: Outfit, Harm, Swim, Closed, Fake smile, Uranus, Venus, 9th house, 1st house, Jupiter, 🎭🦴👰‍♀️💭

🖤Your person's energy: For this pile I am sensing someone physically bigger, they have an outward vibe to them. I feel like your person just fills the room with their aura, they could be charismatic or seem that way to you. Dominant signs are Aquarius, Taurus, Libra, Sagittarius, Aries and Pisces energy. They dress very individually, I'm hearing no one in your circle dresses the way they do. It's definitely something thay catches your eye, they have a very specific style that's unique and fresh😎 Your person may be very drawn to foreigners especially females from a different background from them, maybe they wish to marry someone from a different country or language?💍🫢 Your person has a pretty smile, they smile a lot and many people adore their smile. Swimming could be a hobby for them or maybe their field of work for some of you. I feel like this person puts on a social face, they could be really good at hiding their emotions. You may imagine yourself with this person a lot, but they get a lot of female attention.👀 Physically they are attractive and well dressed. Your person is very social, they may not necessarily want to be but since they recieve so much attention it is hard to avoid.💬💫 For some of you this person is more of an introvert with a lot of friends. Your person has a very broad selection of clothing styles, they like trying out new things. Very expirimental person, they also have great bone structure I'm hearing.💪

💬How they would describe you: Rise, Surface, Focus, Queen, Danger, Uranus, Aries, Jupiter, 5th house, 9th house,👸⬜️🧣🙃 Ohh okay this is very interesting, so your person would describe you as someone very attractive😆 It's not like they're flirting about it but they do see you as someone very romantically magnetic, you have charms about you that they think many people would adore. So your person would also describe you as a unique and empowered person, but I definitely think if you asked them what they think of you the first thing that comes to mind would be your physical traits🫦♨️ Yesss your person would think that first when it comes to you. But also they would say you have a lot of drive and determination for enhancing your experiences in life, they would say you are fun-loving and unpredictable.❤️‍🔥 Also that you put a lot into your love life, some of you may want to date around and explore your possible romantic adventures and your person sees that as a part of your personality and who you are. They would describe you as a creative and entertaining person to be around, someone who knows how to enjoy themselves.🥳 You are a huge focus to this person too omg, they're really interested in you I'm hearing. They would say that they're curious and you, and willing to see what you're about. They also would say that you're a little wild and untamed, but also untouchable in a powerful way.👑💗 Your person would see you as your own queen/king, someone with a sense of self worth and achievement.👏

💌Messages from your person: Stop thinking about me, I'm so into you, Whatever works for you, Anything for you, I'm desperate (Omg whaaat😢💞) Extra cards: Last, Creativity, Hate, Medication, Alice in wonderland

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Pile 3🐈‍⬛

Sign energy: Long, Girlfriend, Perfect, Intellectual, Reach out, Cancer, Mars, South node, Saturn, North node,💆‍♀️♎️😭🧩

🖤Your person's energy: Oh so someone is definitely on their toes in this connection, like holding onto it so much😫✊️ Prominent signs are Cancer, Aries, Scorpio, Capricorn and Aquarius. Libra may be significant, that is the sign of relationships too.😮💞 Your person has a very soft energy to them, but also very capable like they are not a helpless or dependent kind of person. This relationship could feel somewhat out of reach to you or them, like there is just so much going on right now for you both. You may view them as an ideal romantic partner, or they have many traits you want in a lover. Definitely a more feminine and sweeter energy.💌🌸 Some of my pile 3's are dating this person, because I'm definitely getting this mutual loving and romantic interest from both sides. You may be madly in love with this person or they may be madly in love with you.😍 The intimacy from them could be the best you have had if you've been intimate with them. Your person is so caring for you though, like they want to protect you and give you comfort and love.🫂😇🥰 Your person is quite smart too, they are clever and think things through. Someone in this connection is trying to reach out or has been for a while, not giving up I'm hearing.😢 My pile 3's and their person are so cute togetherrr. They just fit with you in every way, feeling like your other half. The perfect boyfriend/girlfriend I'm hearing, it is likely this is the person you will start a family/share a home with!!

💬How they would describe you: Decision, Fashion, Surrender, Bedroom, Punish, Sun, Lilith, 1st house, 4th house, 12th house,👥️❤️‍🩹😘💭 Wow I was not expecting this, my pile 3's your person is just omg🥵 They would describe you as well dressed and hot, like you look good in your clothes😳 They would see you as someone more submissive and delicate, especially if you two are alone together. Your person would call you cute and hot at the same time (other things too I won't go into all that in this reading😭). They would say that you're good at like choosing the best options for yourself, lol maybe they think you made a good decision by choosing them?😂 Haha that's cute and I feel like your person would say you know right from wrong pretty well, you have a good sense of justice. But omg they would say you are physically attractive like they want to pin you down that's how attractive you are to this person🫣❤️‍🔥 Your person would say you're like home to them, a safe place for them to turn to. They want to punish you in a romantic sense (only if you want that I'm getting), I'll leave it to Interpretation but yeah a lot of intimate descriptions about you🔞 They would call you a dreamy and spiritual person and they really like that about you too. You are someone soft and so lovable to them, they would say you are theirs omg. They love the way you dress, you are someone they want to hug and hold aww. They would say you're someone they think about a lot, omg I'm hearing "this is the person I love" like that is how they would describe you my pile 3's!!🥰💗

💌Messages from your person: Let's listen to music together, Thinking of you, Anything for you, Keep going, With you. (So much thinking of you lol so sweet🥺💖) Extra cards: Poker face, Throne, Extreme, Alice in wonderland, Cold (Maybe some of you guys are somewhere where the temperatures are really low rn since it's winter during this reading.❄️)

Thank you my pile 3's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!🩷

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Pile 4👛

Sign energy: Love song, Surprise, Desperation, Bad habit, Gossip, Juno, Mercury, 8th house, Taurus, Mars, ♀️💄🤦‍♂️🫱

🖤Your person's energy: Okay there is a lot of talk centered around this person, my pile 4's your person is on many people's minds I'm getting.💭👀!! There are main energies of Gemini, Virgo, Scorpio, Taurus and Aries. I feel like this person is kinda like a forbidden fruit to you guys, like you shouldn't take the bite but you're really tempted. Maybe they're said to be bad or dangerous, like you may just get this vibe from them that's like bad news. Your person may wear makeup or you tend to wear a lot around them.💋💄 Omg I feel like your person is the type that others think they are wearing makeup even when they aren't, their bare face is really attractive to you.😳 You may have a habit of falling back into this connection, there is definitely a cycle happening with this person. Particularly feminines are talking about your person a lot, and masculines are like talking bad about them that's what I'm picking up on. There may be gossip about you and this person, I think a lot of people are jealous of your person and the way they think and communicate themselves in a powerful and magnetic way.🖤 You may be desperate to talk to them, some of you want to marry this person. I can definitely feel that they are tired of what everyone is saying about them, there may be some gossip going around about you too. Your person is actually really genuine, if they like you they won't be fickle about it. They may be very honest or direct in their romantic relationships. Also they don't like gossip and rumors I'm hearing.

💬How they would describe you: Happiness, You, Dating, Worthy, Warm, Lilith, 12th house, Cancer, Aquarius, 1st house,💥🤫🗿🤤 So they would describe you as someone they care about omg🥺🩷 You make them happy and feel safe. They would say you are a good friend (maybe some of you are friends with this person) and also good to your friends. They would say you radiate a warm caring energy, some of my pile 4's are dating this person on the low🫢🗣 Your person would say you have the most comforting hugs, so warm and loving. They would describe you as a very spiritual and intuitive person, diving into the darkest depths of unknown and somewhat taboo or strange topics. Your appearance is comforting and sweet to them, and they would say you are so worthy of their time and love.💗 They would call you a unique and soft individual, something about you is so special to them. They would say you are someone they want to date, and stay with for a long time.😍💋 Your person would also say you confuse them in many ways too haha, you have a mysterious allure they can't seem to figure out.🧠✨️ Your person would describe you as friendly and sweet. They would say they can count on you with whatever they need, because you're reliable to them. Your presence alone would make them feel safe and at ease, omg you really just make their day I'm hearing.☀️ They could probably list a thousand positive traits of yours, that's how much they enjoy your existence lol. I just love your person's opinion on you guys, it's so supportive and loving😭💖

💌Messages from your person: You're ready for me, My one and only, Please don't love anyone else, Why so serious? I knew you would feel this way. (For some of you in this pile, this person definitely knows how you feel about them!! Any of my pile 4's date this person?😘 Cuz like they know you love them🤣🤣) Extra cards: Comfort, Escape, Locked, Money, Habits

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how your FS will act around you

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pick a pile that calls to you

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pile one - king of cups , four of cups

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pile 1 the way your FS acts around you is very clingy !! they cannot get enough of you. your smell, your warm presence and the feeling of you in their arms. the two of you have the most beautiful conversations !im get they act extremely interested in everything you think about. they love to hear you talk. the sound of your voice is absolutely perfect to them they could listen to you read a phone book. they act so sweet around you pile 1 they love to do things for you. they def have a love language for acts of service.

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compassion, good advice, beautiful man, long hair , big beard , helpful , mature , calm , sweet , relaxing , meditative

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pile two - four of swords , the fool

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your person is hella comfortable around you i see they act all cuddly around you laying on your shoulder and hugging you a bunch. you recharge them pile 2 !! they go to you when they need a boost of happiness. they act completely themselves around you feeling free to finally let go w you. they’re happy and hyper and energetic around you ! they run around and are all smiles around you because to them pile 2 you’re literally their home base ! they don’t have a care in the world when their with you. you relax them and calm them down but also completely rev them up.

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healing , rest , care free , comfortable , golden retriever , new starts , optimistic , hyper , energetic

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pile three - the hermit , temperance

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selfish with you awwwww he or her or them are so so so obsessed with alone time with you 🥺 the way they act around you is if you’re around others like your friends they try their hardest to get you alone or or they’ll want your attention to be on them more than anybody else. maybe you two don’t see each other often OR they could feel like no matter how often you two see each other they ALWAYS want more of your time !! so they act hella desperate when they’re with you just so enamored by you and everything you have to say. i’m definitely getting they they look at you with heart eyes 😍 they’re obsessed with knowing everything about you. and when you have to leave they are so so sad 😞.

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detachment , guidance , solitude , soul searching , angels , spirituality , green , thinking , reflections , meditate on life , hot pink. , 1221 , 333 , capable , harmony , balance , moderation , self love

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