#he just stared at me to make sure I didn't eat his beautiful wife

[shanesevikasfuckdoll]

Tease me, baby 🦾

This was inspired by this, hope you like it 🦾

Warning: Smut, someone gropes reader, slightly Sevika, a bit of possessiveness and jealousy, crybaby reader, rough sex, alot of teasing, overstimulation, a bit of degrading kink, hair pulling, slapping, daddy kink, shitty writing. Overall, just porn with feelings(?) some aftercare ofc

🚫Men and Minors DNI🚫

This all started when you decided you wanted to tease your girlfriend for a bit. She was negotiating with an officer for a shipment. The whole cargo was packed. She had to make sure nothing went wrong.

Everything was going smoothly, and you were only assigned to inspect the ship, to see if all the drugs were there.

After you took look, and everything was in order, you were about to go to your girlfriend to see she was still talking to the officer.

An idea popped into your head, as Sevika was about to hand the money to the offfcer.

While no one was looking, and Sevika was taking put the money, you quickly lift up your shirt and bra exposing your bare tits.

When she turned back, her eyes go wide for a bit. She gives you a serious look, and she furrowed her eyes for a bit. You kept it up, before the officer was about to head out and turn to you. You wink at Sevika, before quickly fixing your shirt.

But Sevika still had a serious look on her face, though. You don't know is she's pleased or angry with you, but you just kept your shit eating grin at her the whole day, but she was silent.

3 hours later, the mission was finally over, but she still hasn't talked to you yet. She was just hanging around at the bar, while playing her cards. She didn't bother you, though. She just left you in Silco's office. You even think she's planning on leaving without you, but she can't, right?

You overthink, and decide to just go down to the bar. You didn't approach her. You just ordered your drinks at the bar.

You were staring at your girlfriend that was too busy in her own little bubble to notice you, so you decide to let out some cleavage, so the twins can breath. With still avail, so you just pout, and circle the rim of your drink.

When a drunk man suddenly sat next to you. "Hey there, beautiful." he calls you. You just ignore him, and just stared at your drink, when he cleared his throat. "Ah, I see. Playing hard to get, huh?"

You just gave him a nasty look, before looking back at your girlfriend— when you feel his hands around your waist.

You immedietly pull back, stood up and slapped him. His eyes go wide, but his movements were visible uncoordinated, when he stood up, he was about to throw a punch at you.

"You stupid bitc—" He was cut off by an someone that had given him an uppercut that sent him flying back.

"You touch, or breathe in her direction again, I will fucking kill you." You saw your wife towering over him. She grabbed his collar, and punched him in the face one more time, before throwing him out of the last drop.

"And you." She turns to you with a dark expression. She gave you an intense glare, which you happily return. You hold eye contact with her for awhile, before she pulls you by your wrist, and pulls you outside.

"Ouch, Sev, my wrist!" You whine. But she doesnt spare you a glance. Her grin on your wrist had gotten tighter, and you were pretty sure it'll leave a bruise tomorrow.

She threw you on the bed, before slamming the door shut.

"Sevika, I—" She cuts you off with a rough and ravenous kiss. She didn't pull back, even when you were running low on oxygen, tears forming on the corners of your eyes.

"Sev, please." you plead to her, but she just looks in your eyes like you're just some pathetic little fuck toy for her. You just look up at her with doe eyes, as she towers over you. Her gaze softens a bit, as she wipes your tears, but her eyes quickly go back to that dark look that look like they want to eat you alive.

"S-sev!" you cry at her. She's caressing your cheek eith her fingers, and circling your lips with her tongue.

"Say sorry." She calmly says, with her voice lower than usual. Your breath hitches. "I-I'm sorry, Sevi, I'm sorry I t-teased you earlier!" You tell her, with tears in your eyes.

She just raises an eyebrow at you, while you look up at her with a pleading look, as puts her thumb in and out of your mouth. "What else?" She says.

"I'm s-sorry f-or being such a s-slut. I d-didn't mean for anyone to t-touch what's yours." You could barely speak straight. You know Sevika was mad when she wasn't talking to you earlier, but someone else touching what was hers? She's furious.

"Hmm. If you didn't want anyone to touch what's mine, then why do you keep being such a slut in the first place?" She says. You were now bawling your eyes, bet she immedietly hushes you.

"Hmm, baby. You don't get to cry." She says, as she wipes your tears. Your breath was hitching, you know Sevika. She's just calm right now, but you know how she is. "P-please, go easy on me." You beg, but she shakes her head no.

"Sluts don't get to beg." She says. Her grip on your hair tightens, as she pulls them. She slides her tongue in your mouth, and you gladly take it.

She pulls back. A string of saliva can be seen connecting from your mouth to hers.

"You know you want this, doll. You know damn well what you're doing." She growls at you. You sniffle. She unbuckles her belt, and takes her pants off, and with that showing off her 8 inch purple strap on. It was her girthiest one she owns that she rarely ever uses on you, but always wears.

You saw the sight of her strap, and you gulp. You shake your head no. You whine at her

"Sev, that's too big! Start off small first, p-please!" You plead with her. She raises an eyebrow at you, and gives you a cocky grin. "Hmm? Dirty whore can't take it?" You shake your head no. She puts her thumb in your mouth again, playing with your tongue.

"Remember your safe word?" And with that, you cut the act. You gave her a lustful smile, and you sucked her thumb out of your mouth, with a "pop" sound.

You give her a small and evil chuckle. "Yes, daddy." and she grins at you. "Then open your mouth."

She spits in your mouth, and forces the strap in, with her hand having a fist full of your hair as she fucks your face. Dirty, gagging, and lustful noises can be heard in the room, along with Sevika's low groans.

Your eyes closed as you sucked her off, but she growls at you, "Keep them fucking open, and look at me."

Her strap hitting the back of your throat, and you struggle to breathe in oxygen, but she just kept going. You could tell she was close, as she bobbed your head faster, and faster. Your eyes getting blurry by the tears in them, but Sevika still made you look her in the eyes.

You look pathetic. When she comes, her grip on your hair tightens. She throws her head back, and she lets out a gutteral groan. She thrusts in your mouth some more, before pulling it out.

"You fucking whore." She says, before she pulls you into a deep kiss again. She makes you lay down on the bed, as she strips your clothes off. You whimper, as she does. She pulls away from the kiss, and goes to your neck, to give you hickies, and bite marks.

"Sev, I'll have a hard time covering that up!" You whine. She just smirks while sucking your neck, and slowly goes down. She takes your bra off, and plays with your nipples, with her tongue, as she chokes you a little bit, and it almost makes you cum.

"Sev, please" You whine at her. "Hmm?" She just looks up at you teasingly, and she smirks.

Her fingers caress your clothes clit, before she puts your panties to the side, and positions her cock to your hole. She was about to push it in, when your stop her.

"Sev, I don't think this is gonna work." You tell her, as you pull her face closer to yours, and look her in the eye. She nods, as she gets up, and puts the strap away.

"You okay?" She asks. You nod, as you reassure her you still want to continue. "Just, ease in to it baby, it's too big." you tell her, and you kiss her forehead.

She looks you up and down, and you bite your lip. She grins at you, and she spreads your legs high up the air, as she takes a good look at your now wet panties.

She comes in closer to take a sniff, her nose coming in contact with your clit, as you squirm. "Pervert!—" She takes in a huge sniff from your panties, which you immedietly try to close your legs, but she holds them open.

"Hmm, baby, this pussy is basically asking for me already." Says, as she rubs circles in your clothed clit. You whine. "P-perverted prick" you say, while trying to face away from her.

"Look at me." She said, with a serious tone. You shakily look at her, your face was a deep shade of red now. She smirks at you.

"If you look away just for a second, I'm going to stop, and leave you like this all night." She threatens. You nod at her, and she finalky takes your panties off.

She sees your pussy glistened in it's own juices. She looks up at you with her tongue out, and doesn't take her eyes away, as she slowly goes down, and takes a long stripe on your cunt.

"Mhm, doll, this tastes amazing." She growls. You nod at her, and you slightly thrust your cunt near her mouth. The desperation getting to you.

"So fucking needy doll. Tell me how badly you want it." She teases, her tongue barely touching your clit, and you try your best not to just grind on her face.

You let out a soft whimper. "Mhm, I want it Sev—Daddy, I want it so bad." You cry out.

She lets out a low groan. "Hm, all mine?" she teases, using her fingers to slowly play with your folds, as she looks up at you.

"Only yours, daddy, no one else's." You can't take it anymore. At this point, you're desperate to get one orgasm from her.

"Who's pussy is this?" She teases one more time. You were getting impatient by the minute. "Fuck, daddy, it's yours! please!" You plead, like the pathetic little whore you are, begging to be fucked.

She doesn't make you wait any longer, and her face is now buried in your pussy. Licking, and sucking on your clit like there's no tomorrow.

You moan her name loud, to the point where you've probably woken up the neighbors by now of how loud you are. "mhmmm, S-evi!!!" you cry out her name as she takes two fingers, and pounds it in and out of your pussy.

You couldn't take it anymore, you tried your best to keep looking her in the eyes, but you were failing. You throw your head back, from the pleasure, you could feel you climax getting closer.

When all of a sudden, she stops. "Didn't I tell you to keep your eyes on me?" Her voice stern, and you were on the verge of actually crying.

And, you do. "I-I'm sorr-y Sev-i, I'll be a go-od—" you sob. You can barely finish your sentence, you were crying like a baby already. Sevika growls in your ear. "So fucking needy. Wanna cum so bad?"

You nod, your pussy throbs so hard, it's even painful. You need to cum, but you know if you do, Sevika will tease you even more. So you just cry, and beg for it.

"Yes, y-yes, I need it! Make me cum, Sevika, please!"

"Then watch me." And with that, she takes two fingers, and pumps it inside you, her tongue on your clit again. It doesn’t take long for you to reach your peak. You try your best not to look away, but you fail again, as you felt immense pleasure running through your body.

Sevika doesn't stop this time, no. She has a different punishment in store for you now. "Hmm, baby just can't listen, huh?" She teases.

She gets up from your pussy, and positions her strap near your entrance. "I think you're ready now." She roughly whispers to your ear.

She quickly thrusts the strap inside you, not letting you adjust to it. You cry out from the pain, and the pleasure you're feeling. Your voice could be heard from topside now.

She sucks and bites on your neck while you moan, you could barely open your eyes anymore, unless they were wide open. The filthy sounds of your pussy could be heard throughout the room.

"You hear that, baby? She's so loud. Just for me." She says, as she let's out low groans in your ear. "Yes! yes! fuck, Sevika, yes!" You bite your lip, to keep yourself from moaning too loud, but it was clearly not working.

You let out muffled, loud, and high pitch moans. It was like music to Sevika's ears. She pounds you harder, and deeper. Your pussy taking it like a champ. You feel in the know in your stomach start to grow.

You throw your head back, your eyes in the back of your head at this point. Sevika grinning at herself, while watching you. Your mouth wide open, and your dig your nails on Sevika's back. You came right on to her cock, your orgasm was intense, your body convulsing.

But Sevika doesn't stop there, no. Her pace goes faster. You look at her with wide eyes, and she just smirks at you.

This was gonna be a long night.

After your fifth orgasm, you had practically gotten drunken by it now. All you could feel was the pleasure, and the slight pain from the huge strap on.

Tears run down your face, as Sevika continues to pound into you. Not showing signs of stopping. Your legs now weak. You beg her to slow down.

"S-sev, please, too much!" you whine. She just grins, and comes closer to your face. "This is what you wanted, right? Greedy fucking pussy. I'm just giving her what she wanted." She says to your face, as she leans in closer to bite your lip.

She flipped you over, and made you stand on all fours. She slaps your ass over and over again, as she's thrusting inside you. You were weak. A moaning mess. "This is what you get for teasing me earlier." Slap. "You're mine." Slap. "Fucking greedy slut." You moan loud, you can barely hold yourself up. Your face on the pillow, to muffle your moans, and tears.

On your eighth orgasm, that's when you just stopped working. Your arms grow week, and that's when you fully collapsed on the bed.

Sevika was much less surprised, though. This is exactly what she wanted to see. You were tired, and sweaty, and one blink away from falling asleep.

And best of all, you weren't a brat anymore. Sevika kissed your forehead. A softer side of her only you get to see, as she gets a towel, and wipe you off. You lay there, and give her a soft smile. She smiles back, and mouths off an 'I love you' to you, as she gets up to draw you a bath.

You end up falling asleep, while she was gone, so she just want back to bed, and you both cuddled naked with each other the whole night.

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Aww, this is cute, you guys. Longest smut I've ever wrote, so please be nice.

I was supposed to make this when we reached 100 followers, but I kind of had nothing in mind, but now, I thank you all with this.

Thank you everyone for 136 followers, as of now. I deeply appreciate it.

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[spacey3d]

Summer Tanager (Piranga rubra) [girlie]

[ippipo]

husband!rafayel x reader, reader is lovestruck loser in this

rafayel's eyes contain the entire galaxy in them. you would spend your day cuddling with him while staring into his eyes when he wasn't paying attention.

one day, you just couldn't help how beautiful they looked. the sunrays from the window hit his face just right, and his beautiful orbs were highlighted. he was painting something, and you were absolutely mesmerized by his divinity. is he a god cause dayum.

the way his silhouette was carefully picked out, his skin was so flawless, his body, and his eyes, the heavens took their sweet time making him. your legs were wobbly just by looking at him. your sweet boy.

you gazed for a solid minute into his eyes without blinking until a teardrop made its way out, startling you. your eyes were dry, but you didn't care. he was truly a sight to behold. he moves slightly to fix his hair, and you let out a moan. you didn't know you had that in you. he freezes at the sound.

"is my wife horny just by looking at me? i mean, how could you resist all this?" he teases you. the word 'wife' came out so sweet from that beautiful mouth of his. "you're such a loser," he playfully states, a cheeky grin etched onto his face.

you couldn't reply. you were awestruck at how gorgeous he looked. my husband. you thought to yourself. the concept making you feel giddy inside. your entire body was filled with so much pleasure at the mere sight of him. "rafayel...." you let out. it unexpectedly sounded like a whine, you just wanted to call out his name, satisfied with the way it rolled out on your tongue.

his ears and cheeks turned red the way you uttered his name. "what is it, wifey?" he asks you. you still weren't responding. a dumb look on your face resembling a goldfish made him snort. you were so adorable to him. "i-" you begin, but end it with a sigh.

he placed the paintbrush in his hand down and waltzed towards the sofa, kneeling before you on the ground. your breath hitches at how he became even more gorgeous as he came closer. he caresses your skin, and it just felt so good that you moaned again.

your heart was in a frenzy. unable to handle it anymore while he was moving even closer to kiss you, you pushed him away. your entire body was reacting to his touch, a warm and fuzzy feeling overwhelming you.

he feigns a look of hurt, before pushing himself up and laying on you. the position was awkward but you were seeing stars. his entire weight was on you but it was comfortable. he flips you and now you were laying on him.

you sharply inhale, remembering how to breathe again. "rafayel," you whine out, wanting to repeat his name over and over again like a chant. he was a god and you were his devotee. he was a temple and you were his worshipper. he was the sole reason everything made sense and no sense at all at the same time. you were obsessed.

your fingertips graze over his lips, trying to make out if he was real or not. unbelievable. "did you eat something funny?" he questions, a concerned expression on his face. but you weren't responding again. sure, you did have some weird tasting dessert in the morning, but that wasn't a part of anyone's concern. he was just so addicting.

he decides to kiss you, and you were going crazy. you let out moans in between the kisses, unable to hold your admiration inside. he didn't stop until you were out of breath, lips swollen from the intensity and roughness, and a dishelved look on your face. you pull him into another kiss, lips molding against each other so perfectly.

the warm feeling erupting inside you again, bringing you pleasure beyond your senses. the place down there throbbing with desire, so much so that it was painful.

now it was his turn to be out of breath. you were too, but he was so affected. "my sweet baby," you whisper affectionately while caressing his cheek with your thumb. the love in your eyes was overwhelming to him. no painting he could ever make could resemble that.

"were you in a trance or something?" he asks, but he goes quiet, not wanting to ruin the moment. "you just look so so beautiful, i couldn't help it," you flash him a toothy grin.

you sloppily smooch his forehead and connect yours with his. "i would kill for you," you state, a chill running down his spine and straight to his cock.

"baby, you're killing me already with that look," he buries his head into the nape of your neck. you laugh at the ticklish feeling and press a kiss to his temple. your sweet boy.

[sunflower1experiment]

Children (Risk's Prequel 2.0)

pt1, pt2

Harley is so full of himself, sometimes dating him was like dipping your hand in a rose bush. Like him they were beautiful. charming, hell you even considered the relationship with him to be a thorn bush without the roses. But it was the day something happened in the labs, you went in and noticed the toys were crying? "What happened?"

You march by and comfort them, "What is wrong with them!?" The other scientist who fails to answer at first, backs away but then she feels you lean in. "What happened? Answer."

"You really don't know? Of course not, not when you're busy playing work wife for Sawyer." You glance at Leith, eyes filling with animosity.

"Mind running that by me? What is wrong with my children?"

"Ah so you claim them. Well, let me break it down, your children, they are not just toys. You of all people should have noticed the vast majority of the new high rise of emotions and tension between them and us." What is he spouting about!? You look at Stelle with a curious eyebrow quirk, she avoids your gaze and once more you return to Leith's cold side glance.

"Sawyer didn't....inform me..."

"Of course not, why would he want to break his favorite sentimental experiment's heart." It goes quiet.

The toys who coward behind you, look up as he leaves, as everyone leaves. You kneel down to study them, then your eyes begin to well up. "......Prototype was serious."

The little ones start to hug your feeble form, while you realize how terrible and naive you are the sounds of shoes fill your ears. "You, you're different..." A pink hand holds your shoulder, a long arm follows after and hugs you.

"No need to cry, Mommy's here." You look at this so-called Mommy, and realize why you recognize this voice, it couldn't be, not her.

"Marie Payne?" She backs up with a slight chuckle and the little toys cling to your hand sadly while Mommy stands on the ground, "So you know, or you did know. What makes you think you're different from them?"

"I'm not, I failed...I-"

"Then stop wallowing and do something!" Mommy's hand punches the ground, this was obviously Marie talking. You firmly nod but then hug the toys again, Banzo bunny, the mini huggys, Daisy, Cat-Bee, so many of these little ones.

When you leave the toys behind you take one more glance at them, Mommy watches with a somber stare, Harley took you for a fool didn't he? Or did he simply know how senstive you were.

You couldn't let these children starve, going back home, it meant missing dinner, breakfast, sure but they had to eat. Risking your job would be worth it regardless, Leith calling you an experiment was one thing but to be embarrassed by everyone? Over his dead body, whenever you returned to work with food, you'd just make a simple curt excuse, then place the boxes and containers down.

"What is this?" Mommy grabs the food, "This will feed you all, starvation leads to difficult actions. Now come on. We have to take care of the kids."

She was in shock, for you to get back up after a day, why weren't the adults who hurt her like you? Even if you played a role, the willingness to do better still prevails. Maybe, she looks at your lab coat while you feed the children fruits, "Maybe there are some good people."

It was a lot to handle, a bit overwhelming even but you didn't pull any punches, but when you met with Harley, you both were quiet. He was sent to sleep on the couch that night. Three days would pass, and he’d check on you, “Dear?”

“What did you do with those orphans I cared for?” Harley kicks himself, cursing Leith, Stella and Eddie. Those three were told to keep you away, how can he adore you if you know too much!? Your face of revulsion or disappointment, so he gently holds your hand, “What do you mean?”

“Harley, do not play dumb with me, you’re smart and that's what I love about you…” Of course, of course he should be honest…. “I, well Elliot said we should do this for the betterment of humanity, I’m simply following orders.” The audacity, you were there when he argued with Elliot and everyone knew he had anger issues. 

That was why you chose to avoid Harley but you both attracted each other, he was enamored by your genuine curiosity and adoration for simplistics, meanwhile he always had such charisma with that gentle tone, polite demeanor and fascination with anatomy. Were you in love with a facade perhaps? “So you knew, and didn’t tell me?”

 He didn’t deny the knowledge but to deliberately not tell you, why? So Kissy, her stress, Mommy, Huggy, and who else? Harley hated it when you cried, he knew when the tears fell that you’d rebel or probably not speak to him. Relationships were complicated, but you both communicated and that was what made Harley stay, yet this time he knew you’d speak your mind. So he did what he could to try and change the perception of the situation.”You know I love you, I would never lie.” 

His hand falls flat and he clutches it, your face wasn’t shedding tears but they looked disappointed. You then hold your stomach before hugging him sadly, “.....One more question, what did you do…with him?”

No, not him, not the boy… 

“Him?” That was the answer you needed, “How can I trust you if you won't even tell me the truth?"

Why? Why were you so sentimental!? Did you not realize the risks? No, of course not.

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NSFW, CW and TW // Minors DNI (signs of pregnancy, intimacy for NSFW)

CW// Signs of emotional abuse, self-loathing, child experimenting, and abuse

TW// Slight suicidal thoughts. (If you ever feel this way, be sure to call a trusted friend/adult or the hotline, know that you are not alone, you are deserving of care and to be heard.)

"I'm sorry, I’ll make sure to do better..." You nod into his hand while his gentle gaze remains on you, he may be a liar but Harley knew he adored you, you’re perfect. His perfect experiment, the only one who understands him, the only responsive and reactionary force he wished to invest in after he was tired from his other sets of experiments. He slept in the bed beside you, his larger hands resting along  the arm while you remained in Harley’s arms, you were naive even when you held so much unconditional love for him. His lips travel to your neck, hands intertwined together in the moment where Harley’s lips touch, he notices how much your lips embellish his growing adoration. 

When things start to heat up, Harley is there, his arms will wrap around your waist while you admire him, those worry wrinkles, his gentle hands with calluses, and most of all his gaze. Bed creaking, your soft sounds of breathing filling the doctor’s ears whenever those hands of his would roam your frame. At some point he had a moment of lingering, a longing, and it makes him wonder what would you have done if he told the truth? Would you love him enough to fix things, perhaps give him a chance. It was wishful thinking on his end, especially when it comes to his lover. In the intensity of this heated moment between you both, he could feel your hands resting along his face or they’d move to hold him close. 

His deep chuckles and breaths, while you both share more kisses than one can count, Harley would let himself sink into your arms while he indulges in everything he loves. About you, it was strange to be in love with someone, someone of his intellect falling for you. A scientist with a bleeding heart and someone who was always willing to cater to him.

Harley would simply lose his mind at the idea of not being able to cradle your form, in life or death maybe but, he simply wouldn't allow it. Not when someone as perfect as you, could fit his standards of experimentation.

Every fiber of your being knew something was wrong, even after you began cuddling again, his grasp of you was firm with the iron grip. The way he’d kiss your forehead while you lean into his bare chest, “Hey....if Leith ever talks to you poorly, let me know…and, try not to worry about the toys. You should be focused on our work.” It goes silent, as you cuddle into him with a distant sad gaze, taking note of his slightly serious tone. 

“Okay..”

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You lied, now you were worrying for the children more than ever, feeding them and then the visit to Kissy’s room, carefully feeding her you note the long gaze. Kissy slowly moves forward and then her slender arm moves carefully; she begins hugging you close. “It's okay Kissy, I’m fine.”

How could someone of your caliber be so naive and caring? Especially when she and these children rely on you, the only adult to make this right?

"So, you and Harley?" Stella tries to make conversation, you merely nod in agreement, even if he had to sleep on the couch for a couple of days. Somehow it always worked out, because you'd still feed him, tend to him, you could be angry right now and he's already slipping through those cracks and crevices. But when he was angry, he was never one to aim it at you but when he did, you'd offer a hug, some time alone or just to talk.

The thing is this anger wasn't ever aiming to you: his partner, but instead your coworkers who could feign innocent all they want, yet none of them were any better than you or Harley. That is why you hated your sense of morals; how could you date a potential child abuser? What if, he hurts....

"Mz.?" You startle when Stella speaks again, gently moving the Candy-cat toy so he wouldn't get hurt. "I- need to check on the children."

She frowns, "Hey, um...If...Harley is..."

"What?"

"You'll come to me if he does anything right?" Stelle asks, you pause then turn to her while she gives a somber smile to assure any form of Desolate emotions that threaten to spill out.

"Stelle, you and Leith know what he is doing. You never told me; we are no better than him and you shouldn't try to be of help when these children are being treated this way. The least I can do is comfort, nurture and love them." As your back turns to the woman who watches your retesting form she looks down, gripping the Zinnia while Harley, as if to mock her walks by with a Tuberose flower.

He places it in your vase, then looks to Stella, "You should focus on work. I'm sure you both will find a way to rekindle whatever friendship you had."

Whatever Harley told you it was obvious he didn't realize how much it would hurt you at the end, Stella saw the signs clear as day. She was your friend, easy to socialize with, but you always took the time to listen to her dreams and desire to care for the children. As you place more food down for the little ones, Mommy finally speaks again.

"I saw you with Kissy, she's being moved...further down, and... there are more...down below."

"Down, below?" Mommy couldn't help but scowl at your naivety, she felt sorry for you. ".....That boy, Quinn?"

What about Quinn? She tells you softly while you listen, her hands grip your arms to keep you from running. Being outraged, it was quiet...

Down below, Quinn, Marie, how many children...

One last thing to do.

You step into the lab, where Prototype remains. "gOoD tO sEe-E you, mY dEAr.." His metallic hands carefully hold your soft fleshy ones.

But you merely look away, he senses the hesitation to speak and realizes how much you knew. "s0 thE dOcTeR t-TRu-TRULY! Truly did fail, you know a lot but how much?"

Enough to where you were sitting before his creation, "I...I am not any better than him. I asked him to stop hurting you, he was...."

"Angry?" The experiment says in his voice to which you wince and then nod slowly, "Yes but it wasn't enough, you and I both know that." Prototype lifts your chin up.

"oF cOurSe."

"I'm sorry, I cannot apologize enough, I so badly wanted to think that, not everyone is truly a monster, and these children deserve the best....as many have said: Children deserve parents, but parents do not deserve children or deserve to even be parents. But I was truly naive, Mommy knows this." As the Prototype listens, he also twitches.

Harley was coming, so he gently shushes you and then points. You stand, grabbing the files but before you leave. You speak one more time, "Please do not hurt the children, and don't let vengeance cloud your perception."

With that you leave with the door shutting behind you, Harley walks in and notices the files. At first, he wanted to start a long lecture about his experiments being disturbed but you hand him the files. "Sorry, I wanted to help you work..."

Harley smiles at you for a quick moment but then you both go your separate ways, until you stop. "Harley."

"Yes?"

"Have you ever considered the thought of children?"

He pauses at the question, thinking of the implications of you having his child...the thought occurred to him during your intimate nights together. But he truly didn't see the resolve, especially when there are children surrounding you every day. "No, not when we have the Playtime Co. You and I are truly different."

It goes quiet and you leave, but not after chuckling to his little banter. Of course, Harley Sawyer is so full of himself. Very apathetic, very....

Foolish.

Sometimes, life felt like grappling at a thread just to see you survive, the more food you'd distribute the more guilt you felt.

The last straw was probably when you asked him to go down below. ".....Of course, is there a reason?"

"Of course, I want to see my partner's work up close." Harley couldn't help but crack a smile, he holds your hand, like always as if trying to form some sort of emotional power balance. Then his lips connect to your head, "I'd be happy to."

.....

What have you done?

[nanamiluvs]

lactation link with nanami please

honestly i had to sit and ponder for a moment when i received this request because DUDE i can and i will make this man lactate but that's for another day ig

having his fill !

pairing : husband!nanami x reader

rating : explicit

wc : 1k

tags : reader is afab but no pronouns used, reader is called "wife" once, nanami and reader had a child, lactation kink, breastfeeding, oo nanami wants you so bad, nanami is a little shy when it comes to things like this

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husband!nanami whose eyes linger on your chest for a moment too long. husband!nanami who thinks you haven't noticed.

husband!nanami whose eyes are on you as you're feeding your little baby. he smiles with fondness, the two loves of his life together in a single picture. he adores the sight, really, as much as he adores you. even as your hair disheveled and your eyes heavy, he thinks you're the most beautiful person in the world.

but what he feels bad about is the moment you shift, parting the little mouth of your daughter from your nipple as you place her back in her crib. he can't help how his eyes linger at the exposed skin, leaking a few drops of milk, swollen and oh he wants to latch onto it so bad and he's going to jump out the window if he gets hard at the sight right now.

it's not like it didn't happen. nanami knows of the few times his dick hardened at the thought of sucking your tits, so full and ready to give him milk as much as he w-

husband!nanami who clears his throat and offers you a smile, pressing a gentle kiss on your lips as he tells you dinner is ready, so come eat.

well, he has, for sure, had his mouth on your chest before- just not during the latter part of your pregnancy and after the baby was born, who was now two and a half months old.

this weird pattern of his behaviour has been going on for quite some time, you knew that much. you had a guess on what the hell that was all about, but you could never be sure when it came to the man named kento nanami.

you two ate dinner, chatting as usual with your laughter and his occasional chuckles filling the room. you were going to get to the bottom of this...but how? how could you possibly start the conversation? so, you decided to delve right in as he finished washing the dishes.

"kento, is there something you want to say to me?" you say, halting your movements to look at him. he stopped in his tracks as well.

husband!nanami who coughs when he feels your chest press against him as you asked, eyes oh-so innocently staring up at his.

husband!nanami who blames himself for feeling a rush of excitement when he shouldn't have. you were probably doing it on purpose, but what if you weren't? he'd hate to be such a degenerate for someone like you.

husband!nanami who confirms his suspicions when you place his large hand on top of one of your tits, making him grope the flesh. "if you want to ask something, just ask, kento. i'm your wife."

husband!nanami who has you laying on the couch as he towers over your smaller frame, his lips kissing yours with fervor. your shirt is off and he's completely clothed as his mouth trails down to your neck. his hands cover almost the entirety of your breasts, separated by the layer of your bra. he shifts the weight in his hands, caressing them, and you feel his bulge shift against your thigh.

husband!nanami who looks at you before he takes your bra off, eyes then immediately captivated by the way your tits move when they're set free. his eyes focus on the darkened tips, mouth parting like he was going to say something.

"can i..."

you laughed at his timidness, scared of asking whatever he was going to ask. "can you what, kento?"

"hell." he buried his face in your chest, cheeks flushing in embarrassment. "can i," he pulled back to meet your gaze, a desperate look on his handsome face. "my love, i apologize if this sounds weird, it's just- can i...have a taste?"

you smiled and nodded, shifting to rest your back on the pillow on the side of the couch. "see, that wasn't so hard." cupping his face in your hands, you pulled him closer and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "just make sure there's some left for the baby."

husband!nanami who might have misheard your last sentence by the way his mouth sucks on your buds, shy licks of testing the waters turning into harsh sucking that made your milk flow out. you grabbed his hair, whining, saying something about how he's too rough, which falls to deaf ears.

husband!nanami who realizes, once he had a taste, that he's probably getting addicted.

husband!nanami who can't help but toy with your breasts as he fucks into you, watching the milk squeeze out and then reach down to lick the drops. he's mesmerized by both the taste and the visual. while he had always liked your chest, he was particularly obsessed with them after your pregnancy. you let out high-pitched moans as his teeth bit into your nipple, playing with it as if he was the baby.

husband!nanami who likes the taste way more than you would have expected, begging for more with his eyes when you tell him there's probably no more coming out. and he's always right, too, he makes more come out.

husband!nanami whose mouth latches onto one of your nipples when you two are fucking, just needy for you as his hand rolls and kneads your other tit. his eyes take a glance at the way milk comes out squirting, thinking about what a waste it is.

husband!nanami who still feels embarrassed to talk about his newfound kink but is eager to indulge in it.

husband!nanami who has found yet another thing about you to love.

[daenysx]

Hey darling, just wondering if i could make a request about modern!aemond? it can be just some drabble about his wife(reader) telling him about her pregnancy, or them finding out their gender💘

hi, i'm a bit self conscious about this but i hope you enjoy! thank you for requesting <333

modern!aemond targaryen x pregnant!fem!reader , fluff

aemond started counting down the days since you told him the date of your appointment with the doctor.

he tries to be cool about it because the most important thing for your baby is to be healthy, he didn't really think about gender. he keeps calling the baby 'baby' , nothing specific, and to be honest he doesn't picture a girl or a boy in his arms when he imagines of the moment he finally gets to meet with the baby.

now, though, when you said you can find out about the gender at your appointment, a sudden chill runs through him. it's a funny feeling and no matter how calm he tries to be, he realizes he's excited beyond the words.

he wakes up earlier than you on the day of appointment, gives your cheek and the baby sleepy kisses. your hand goes to stroke his hair when he presses his lips on your belly but he's quick to not fall for your tricks. you always wanna stay in bed longer and somehow convince him to accompany you. this morning, he will not fall for that. he has things to do like finding out the gender of his baby.

you've been craving savory stuff for breakfast lately, and aemond took that as a challenge to find new options for you to eat. he's preparing the eggs when you walk next to him in kitchen, you kiss his cheek soundly before leaving for bathroom. it's all part of a routine and luckily you have more time to spend with him today since he got the day off.

"so, do you have any guesses?" you ask, after both of you settle down for breakfast.

"i feel like it'll be a girl." aemond says as he puts some olives on your plate. he gets some for himself too. "it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, of course. i'll be happy either way."

"i think it's a boy." you smile. a little boy who looks exactly like your husband is one of the nicest dreams. "and, boy or girl, they will definitely have your hair."

aemond laughs at that. you take a sip from your tea. "i get so excited every time they make us listen the baby's heartbeat. it all becomes real. hard to imagine a baby growing in me otherwise."

you look really beautiful pregnant and aemond makes sure you know that. like you really know that. he finds himself staring at the changes he can spot on your body most of the time, especially in the mornings when he wakes up before you. your skin has a new type of glow, your belly grows bigger, and you have a sore back but it's all been okay until now.

the drive to hospital is filled with your favorite songs. aemond has a small smile on his lips and he doesn't try to hide it. his hand finds yours easily, leading the way to the doctor's room. it's like living a moment that has been there before. he thinks he's watching a movie scene, you're the actors, and now the doctor says her lines.

he can only focus on the sound of his baby's heartbeat. the room is silent. aemond doesn't necessarily believe in miracles but surely this must be some kind of a miracle. a part of both of you, alive and has a heartbeat. it's so beautiful. you can't help your tears, let them roll down on your cheek freely.

"are you ready to find out about the gender?" your doctor asks with a smile. again, it's like a movie scene. aemond holds your hand, you give the doctor a tiny nod. she keeps looking at the screen, her eyes squinting just a bit. aemond feels like his heart will stop.

"okay." she says, her finger pointing something on the screen. "here, can you see that? that's your girl, right there."

a girl? it fits right in to every dream aemond has. no, because what can be more beautiful than having a baby girl who looks like you? he imagines her tiny face, chubby cheeks and softness only she can offer, and he's never dramatic but it's enough to die as a happy man.

"it's a girl?" you ask, crying. "aemond."

he kisses your hair. you're happier, more than you thought you would be when you find out. the doctor says she's healthy and everything looks good, which is a huge relief. you give her nods as she talks about what will happen in the next weeks. aemond can remember those parts from the pregnancy book he read before.

the movie scene stops when you're back in car. it's the reality now. you will have a girl. a silver haired baby, maybe, with your eyes. aemond's smile is bigger now and he never lets go of your hand. now that the baby can have name options, it all becomes more- real.

"i can't wait to meet her." you say. aemond agrees. he can't wait to be a girl dad.

[navybrat817]

Sweet as Cherry Pie

Pairing: Soft Dark!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: Steve comes home with great news, but you're not as happy as you should be. Word Count: Over 1.4k Warnings: Implied smut, noncon/dubcon elements (you have been warned), gaps in memory, gaslighting, coercion, creepy vibes, Steve Rogers (yep, he's a warning and a little mean) A/N: Steve and Cherry's Intro for my Disturbia AU! ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby, but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You always enjoyed baking. It gave you something to do with your hands and the hobby was both simple and challenging. It required focus for measuring and following directions, but you also had fun with your creations. It seemed to be one of the only ways you could express yourself now, which clouded your feelings when you focused too much on it.

I will not feel sorry for myself. I have a good life. The best life.

Being the wife of Steve Rogers was a dream come true. The man was handsome, loving, a hero. The all American dream wrapped up in the perfect package. He worked hard to provide you both with a lovely home and didn't ask for much in return. Only that you follow his orders and be dutiful.

A good wife obeys her husband.

You idly wiped down the counter as you waited for the oven timer to go off, glancing at one of the photos Steve placed near the window. While he smiled from ear-to-ear, yours was a little more reserved. He loved drawing and taking photos of you, but there weren’t any photos of the two of you before you moved to The Haven. They were somehow lost in the move.

Not that I remember packing any of my stuff, but my old place doesn’t matter, does it?

The sound of Steve’s motorcycle pulling into the garage pulled you from your distracted thoughts. He normally called if he was going to come home early. The sound of the door would indicate if he was back for a good or bad reason. Either way, he’d take his mood out on your body. You had to look presentable.

A good wife lives to please her husband.

You threw your apron off and rushed to your room to put on the cherry scented perfume he liked. He enjoyed it because it was seductive and sensual, sweet and tart, good enough to eat. As if on autopilot, you applied it to the same four spots: behind your ear, at the base of your neck, your wrist, and behind your knee. You retouched your lips next, staring at the tube of lipstick once you finished. It wasn't a color you wore until you moved in with him.

Steve picked it because he knows best.

When you looked at your beautiful reflection in the mirror, the urge to smash it began to surface. A flickering flame grew within you, threatening to spread like wildfire as you dropped the lipstick into the sink. There was nothing wrong with looking pretty for your husband. You just wished the person staring back at you was one you recognized.

I’m Cherry. I’m Mrs. Steve Rogers. I’m happy.

“Sweetheart?” Steve called to you before he gently shut the door. He was in a good mood at least. “Mmm. Something smells delicious.”

You straightened your dress and brushed off any negativity that bubbled under your skin as you went to greet him. Not a single blonde hair of his was out of place as he took in the sight of you. The need to impress him took over your thoughts. “Hi. Cookies are almost done,” you said, pressing your red lips to his cheek. “I didn’t expect you to come home so soon.”

“Maybe I just wanted to see my beautiful wife,” he asked as he slipped off his shoes and guided you toward the kitchen. Any excuse to touch you, he did. “Why? Are you not happy to see me?”

“I’m always happy to see you,” you said as you grabbed an oven mitt. The timer went off a second later and his eyes didn’t leave you as you carefully took the sheet out. “I just wanted to make sure everything’s okay.”

“Everything’s great,” he said, inspecting the cookies as you set them on the stove. You knew it was a wonderful batch without tasting them. The perfect man, he expected perfection in every extension of him. Which is why you didn’t make mistakes with any of your baking or cooking. "I have the best news.”

"Oh? What is it?" you asked curiously.

"Bucky’s married!" he said, taking you by the waist to twirl you around. “Can you believe it?”

"Married?" you repeated, not as happy as your husband. The news should’ve excited you since Bucky was his best friend, but it confused you. "I didn't know he was seeing anyone."

"No? I swore I told you he had his eye on someone,” he said with a condescending chuckle. “Makes me think you don’t pay attention when I speak to you, but that can’t be it, right?”

You went rigid in his grasp when he smiled. It reminded you of a demon, the shades of red and darkness showing in his eyes and perfect row of teeth. “It must’ve slipped my mind. Silly me,” you tried to giggle.

Like so many other things.

You didn’t relax until he kissed the corner of your mouth. “Because you’re so busy taking care of me, which I appreciate,” he praised you, his smile softer. Kinder. “And it’s better most days when I do the thinking for you.”

You bit your tongue so hard you almost drew blood, wanting to say that you were more than just a pretty face. The words didn’t come though. “You know best, Steve” you said as you plastered a smile on your face, your voice somewhat hollow after his insult. “And I love taking care of you.”

If he noticed your lack of enthusiasm, he didn’t say so. “Back to the good news,” he said, swaying with you even though there was no music. “It was a quick engagement and they didn’t want to wait. I wish I could’ve been at the ceremony, but I had that mission and I don’t blame him one bit for not waiting.”

“I’m sure he would’ve loved for you to be his best man.”

“He would’ve, but I'm happy that he’s happy. When you know, you know,” he said, tapping the tip of your nose. “Like the moment I met you. I knew you were going to be my wife."

Your smile faltered a little. It was difficult some days to remember just how you two came to be Mr. and Mrs. Rogers. You knew you loved him, but the actual process of falling for him? The build up of the relationship? It was like there was a chapter missing.

The past is the past and I have everything I need in the present.

Steve looked at you expectantly as you blinked. You needed to focus. “Just like I knew you’d be my husband.”

He hummed, seemingly pleased with your response. "We're going to meet her soon. Will you do me a favor, please? Make her feel welcome?" He suggested, but it was more like a command. He sometimes liked to phrase things in ways that made it sound as if you had a say in the matter, but his word was law. “Bucky’s my best friend and I want you two to be best friends.”

"Of course. It’ll be nice to have a new friend.”

“And once she’s settled in, I know they’re going to start trying for a family,” he went on, placing his hand on your stomach. “Which means we can try, too. Our kids can grow up together, the way Bucky and I did. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

Steve would be the best father. He deserves a family. So does Bucky.

“So wonderful,” you whispered, afraid you’d cry if you raised your voice. You wish you knew why the thought of having children with the man you loved scared you.

“Maybe we can start practicing,” he said, his voice huskier as he gripped your hips. “A bit of dessert before dinner.”

You didn’t protest as he backed you against the counter. Your body would welcome him home the way it always did. He’d please you as you pleased him.

“And Cherry?”

“Yes, Steve?” you asked as he dipped his head to inhale your perfume.

“Make a cherry pie for me to send to Bucky’s house. I don’t think he plans on leaving anytime soon and he isn’t letting his wife leave the bed. We can’t let them go hungry now, can we?”

“No, we can’t,” you replied, closing your eyes as he pushed your dress up.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered.

Happy husband. Happy wife. Happy life.

All good in the neighborhood, right? Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Steve Rogers Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

[pascaloverx]

OUR SECRET — MYG

final chapter

Summary: You and Yoongi are having an affair. No, you are not being his lover. But the world is not ready to know that an idol is dating someone. So you two were doing your best to make sure no one found out. Until he breaks up with you. His mistake.

Author's note: It was a beautiful journey to write this fanfic. But unfortunately, it comes to an end in this chapter. I will miss all the readers of this fanfic, which was so precious to me. Thank you all, and until next time.

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"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." Upon reflection, this philosophy could be right, but no one mentions that sometimes, just sometimes, life gives you lemons and you don't have the strength for anything else. It's been two months since your baby passed away. You're trying to move forward, but the path ahead seems so murky, as if there's nowhere to go. Since your daughter's passing, you and Yoongi have been trying to maintain a sense of peace, but it feels like a hollow peace. He works all day and only comes home late at night. You've returned to work as a book editor, doing some freelance work from home.

"How is this going to be?" You ask, with the laptop in your lap, as you stare at the corrections needed for the new book that some new author wants to publish at the publishing house where you work. Yoongi looks at you, bringing a plate of food that he's trying to learn to cook.

"What do you mean by that?" Yoongi speaks as he hands you a plate and takes another for himself. You look, trying to understand if he hasn't noticed that you've been treated like a child since your daughter died.

"I mean, husband, that I know you've been neglecting your concert schedule and what should have been your tour with the boys, because of me. It's noble of you, but you know that I can take care of myself, right?" You say, tasting the macaroni that Yoongi made. He's a good cook.

"Wife, I'm not just doing this for you. It's just that I didn't plan on working at this time. But believe me, I'm working on a new album." Yoongi says as he turns on the television to watch the sports channel. At least that's what you think he's watching.

"Even so, I may seem fragile, but I can be alone. I can even call you while you're away. I don't want you to neglect your life because of me. I'll be here when you come back, no matter where you're from." You say as you set your laptop on the table and sit close to him. You continue eating the macaroni he made. Eventually, both of you finish eating, and you decide to put some music on the television. He looks at you angrily for changing the channel from sports. Then you extend your hand to him, hoping he'll take it so you can dance. After some grumbling, he gets up and pulls you close by your waist.

"You know it's weird for us to dance like this, for no reason after dinner, right?" Yoongi asks, and you feel a bit awkward about saying that you're trying to be spontaneous. It's been a while since you and he have done anything cute together.

"Loving someone means doing senseless things with them, you know? And I think it's been a while since the last time we were romantically together. Our beginning was all secretive and full of passion. Then we had a dramatic breakup that resulted in a surprise pregnancy that left us both grieving for our daughter. We're married now, but I feel like we barely dated. Maybe now is the time for us to do cute, silly, and romantic things." You confide in Yoongi as you rest your head on his shoulder, and you both continue dancing slowly.

"I don't regret any of this, though. Our love story is confusing. Maybe even complicated. But at least I have you. And you have me. And I may not show it very well, but you are the most precious thing I have now. I love my fans, I love my group, but my love for you is greater than the success I have. I know it took a long time for me to say this to you, and I'm really sorry for not being the man you deserved, but I want to be now. Know that." Yoongi says, pulling his head back slightly, looking at you, and you immediately kiss him. A calm and peaceful kiss. Exactly how you want your love to be.

"You know… I could go on tour with you if you need me to. And I think in the future, we can consider expanding our love, but for now, it would be good to take some time to reconnect, you know." You say with your mouth still close to Yoongi's, who gives you a few pecks while seeming very lost in your lips to care much about what you're saying.

"I think this part of reconnecting is very important. Do you want to start now?" Yoongi says and kisses you. A deeper kiss, and extremely needy. Needy for you. You try to show that you feel so much I miss his kisses as much as he does. The truth is, you want Yoongi. You want to give a chance to a flame that has been extinguished for some time. Yoongi holds your face gently but firmly and intensifies the kiss. His hands roaming your body make you feel alive.

"Honey, I think we should take this reconnection to the bedroom, don't you think?" You speak as you move away from him a little and walk at a pace very slowly to your room. Your heart feels like it's going to escape through your mouth, because of your nervousness. But then Yoongi grabs your hand and spins you around.

"I love you." He says smiling slightly and kissing you. You know he loves you. And you feel the same way about him. You then pull him to bed and there you reconnect in the most beautiful way.

Your story continues to be a lesson for some time that not every love story happens in the same way. You loved each other and just when you were separating, you discovered that together you could be better. With Yoongi you faced grief. And with you, Yoongi matured. Fortunately, years later you adapted to married life and he was able to return to being a world-famous singer. You have a mature relationship filled with reconnections. Every year you go to the cemetery to take flowers for your daughter. It seems that sometimes finding a happy ending means going through many barriers. But you're trying to live your happily ever after with Yoongi.

[echantedtoon]

Ocean Deep Ch6 A Slight Change In Planning

Warnings: Mentioned kidnapping and mistreatment of the mermaids. Mentioned death.)

@six-eyed-samurai

The warm sun shown down on the bright sand matching the golden colors of the sand grains making up the beautiful scenery. The waves gently lulled against the grinding grains. Golden sand meeting blue water as the waves gently hugged them good morning. 

Water hugged up to her waist as she giggled and dug herself deeper into the soft squishy sand just under the waves near the waves. She was so close to the surface all she really had to do was just sit up and push up a foot or two more and her head would poke right out of the water. One should always be careful when near the surface especially if humans were about but she couldn't help it. The sand was so soft and comfy. She was just curling herself into the comfort of it all.

"It looks like you're having fun." A hand held up a newly caught tuna. It still wriggled about in his hand trying to get away. He would've already skewered it but the sight of her giggling at her own fun and enjoyment.

"IT'S SO SOFT!! We should get some of this sand for our seabed! Makio's always complaining about the bed being too hard!"

"Heh. You think so?"

"I know so! ..But I'm hungry now!"

He blinked- "Pfft. Hahaha! You got hungry just from doing nothing but rolling around in the sand like a guppy?" He couldn't help the laugh he gave her. It was so random it was amusing. Of course the pout she gave her with her puffed out cheeks was also a bonus.

"It's not funny! I am hungry! You're just making fun of me for not eating anything yet!"

"Well it's a good thing I make sure to provide for my wives." He loved the way her big blue eyes just widened as he just held out the wriggling fish in his hand. "Looky here. I just happened to remember your favorite."

"HHHHHAAAA!!! TUNA!!" If she wasn't already underwater, her mouth would be drooling. "YOU GOT IT JUST FOR ME?!"

"But of course. I can spoil you all I want..Just don't tell Hina about this. She's still on my case on giving you that entire net's worth of shrimp for yourself."

"AAAAHHH!! You didn't have to do this!"

A hand placed itself on her head making her look up to the smiling face staring down on her. 

"Yes. I do have to. I also want to do this for you. After all, you deserve it so much, Suma. I'll catch you as much as your heart desires. Ok? So don't worry about it. I'll always take care of my girls."

"Aaaaaaahhhahahaaaaa!"

You had jumped as Suma doubled over and fell to her side in a crying fit, curling up in the fetal position. A fresh new stream of tears flowed down her tears and staining her eyes red. You were stunned by the sudden reaction completely unmoving and silent for a long moment before you looked at Hinatsuru next to you and seeing the pink eyed mermaid looking just as stunned as you but she looked much paler. Her pretty ruby jewelry stood out against her pale face. You looked behind you at Makio who had the same expression as her wife. You looked back to Suma as her sobs picked up in volume sobbing her eyes out in the fetal position and holding her clasped hands to her chest. After another few seconds you unsurely spoke-

"What's a...Tengen??" That's what she said right?

"A A A A A A H H H H H H!!!!!"

Your words had the opposite effect. Body jumping as Suma W A I L E D loud enough to probably shake your windows if this room had any! In a panic you held up hands in a comfort pose. If someone heard her then there might be trouble.

"Hey! I- it's ok! I'm sorry for asking! You need to calm down before someone hears you!" Two hands awkwardly patted her back in a vain attempt to comfort the gasping mermaid. "There, there! It's ok! Everything's ok- AH!!"

Without warning Suma threw herself at you completely throwing her arms around you and pulling you into a bone crushing bear hug. Her face buried itself into your shoulder as her ugly gasps and sobs continued..Um. Ok. This was happening you guessed. At least her voice was muffled now. 

"There, there??" You again awkwardly patted her back in an attempt to calm her down half expecting Makio to yell at her again to stop being a crybaby but oddly both were silent. "Look. Whatever upset you I'll fix. Ok? " You tried appeasing her to try and calm her down. "Shh. Shh." You hugged her back to you pulling her closer and patting the back of her head. "If it's the fish, I'll throw it out and just get you something else. How about that?"

Her only answer was the ugly crying wetting your shoulder. What just happened? One moment you were just sitting down having a good time and the next there was...Well this. What could've gotten into her that made her cry? Well cry more seriously than she usually does. Behind you Makio's eyes trailed from your head to Suma's hands gripping your back- 

?!

"What the-" Your head snapped back over your shoulder as you felt Makio just RIP away Suma's hand from your back nearly tearing a hole in the fabric of your dress. "What are you doing?!"

She said nothing as she just desperately forced her counterpart to open her palm only to tear out what was inside it. Makio's face if possible became even more pale than before as she finally got a good look at what it was sitting in her palm. The little Silver stones clinked together as they were jostled in her palms.

"Hina!" 

Wordlessly Hinatsuru leaned over to look at what Makio thrusted at her, and fell silent and wide eyed as her eyes fell upon the strand of stones. After a stunned moment of silence she silently took the strand from Makio to gently hold on her own hands. As she was beside you, you were able to finally see what was being passed around and saw they were holding-..

A string of stones??

Your brows rose as you just stared at it. It was a strand of plain looking but obviously cut and polished silvery grey stones. That's what made her cry? 

"What's that?"

"Tengen." Her answer was brief, blunt, and devoid of any emotion. 

That caught your attention. Your brows raised. F/c eyes looked at the strand of strange stones in Hina's hands in question. That's 'tengen'?? What the heck was 'tengen'?? A type of rock? Didn't sound like any type of rock you knew.

"What's 'Tengen'?"

"Tengen Uzui. He's our husband."

HUSBAND?! F/c went wide looking between her and then to Suma (who was still crying into your shoulder and had knocked the fish she gave you out of your lap-) and the to Makio who looked about ready to cry herself and then back to look at the stones in Hina's hands. That was their husband?? Well they did mention once about having two husbands on top of being each other's wife. ... Mermaid marriages were very strange. But no. Wait a second. It wouldn't make sense for them to be married to a strand of rocks. Did the rocks belong to this Tengen man?

"And these are his?", you asked gesturing one hand to the rocks.

Hinatsuru shakily nodded. "Yes. We'd recognize them even if we were blind." She looked at the basket of fish before back to you. "Where did you get those fish?"

"The butcher's. I told you that-"

"THEY'RE GONNA MAKE HIM INTO F-F-FOOOOOODDD!! AAAAAAAHHHAHAHAAAAA!!!"

You winced as Suma wailed again right next to your ear. "Ow! He's not gonna be butchered! The entire shop is an open space." You could literally walk in and see them cutting and the store room where the meat was kept to be dried, seasoned, or jerkied. "If there was any mermaids in there, I would've literally seen him. It's more likely that his ...rocks just got caught up in one of the fishing nets and transported here by accident." You took the chance to grab Suma's fish and toss it back into the basket where it landed on top of the others with a wet splat sound.

"Then that means he's close by." Hina's face lit up as she looked at you with wide eyes. "Where did these fish come from?"

"They're some of the last ones our sea boats could carry." You explained raising a brow. "Lately some rouge sirens having been sinking any ships  that's leaving the nearest port at the beach, so most of the men have been taking to leaving for other bodies of water nearby for our goods. That's why most of the overstock has been so cheap." Or free in your case.

"Tengen!!"

"AH!!"

You were suddenly shaken back and forth by Suma who finally pulled away from your shoulder only to grab and start shaking you with inhuman strength.

"HE'S DOING ALL OF THIS TRYING TO FIND US!! I KNEW HE WOULDN'T GIVE UP!! HE LOVES US TOO MUCH!!" She sobbed and wailed as she shook your body. "HE'S SO CLOSE BY-!!!"

"SUMA!! Quit shaking her before you bust her brain!!" Makio angrily grabbed your shoulders and halter your movements. Your eyes rolled around before shaking your dizzy head.

"Oops..Sorry. But he's here!! He's really here!!" Suma gushed happily grabbing her cheeks and smiling widely. "I mean not here-here but it's so close if something of his shows up right?!"

"It depends." Hinatsuru's expression and tone did not change from the blunt, far off stare she was giving the stones she still held before her hands slowly closed around them and she took an inhale before looking at you again. "How far away is the ocean from here?"

You blinked. "Uh. Well the nearest beach is a month away from here. Two weeks if by horse. But there's lots of rivers here that lead back to the ocean." You shuffled out of Suma's and Makio's grip. "That was kinda my plan from the beginning. I mean I wanted to make sure you three were strong enough to like swim through currents and stuff, and so I was gonna wait until the end of this month and then take you back up to the nearby river." As if to demonstrate you pointed north. "It'll eventually lead you back to the river."

"That won't work."

You blinked taken aback by Hinatsuru's blunt tone. You thought that was a good idea. "Why not? You guys would be home free!"

"If what you said I'd true about humans fishing in the rivers now, then there's the greater chance of us getting captured." You froze. "On top of that there's less safety than there would be in the oceans. It's not just humans and nets that pose a danger to us."

You... hadn't even thought about that honestly. If you released them into the river then they could very likely get captured again, and that time they wouldn't have anyone to help them. They were lucky to have had you there, and that time you were lucky to not have been caught at all. 

"Oh..I uh.. Hadn't thought of that before. But that's good right? That your husband is close by-.. Wait." Your brain whirled a bit as it processed a piece of Intel that was previously said before you slowly looked at her with eyes the size of plates as reality slapped you across the face. "YOUR HUSBAND IS THE ONE SINKING OUR SHIPS?!"

Hinatsuru blinked. "I-...Well to be fair it's perfectly justified-"

"Justified?! Our whole town is a fishing and trading community!" You frowned hard at her. "For months our ships have been destroyed and our whole way of life has been altered! Half the town has been considering just up and moving away because of the depletion! Fish aren't just food for us, but a way of life!"

Who knows how much this will affect you after he stopped? IF he stopped. Less fish means less income. Less income means the families her will suffer more than they had been for the last few months! 

"He's VERY justified thank you!," Makio piped up again behind you, "And so were we! He's only doing this because all of the humans in this town are bigoted greedy assholes who want nothing more than to make us suffer!"...You blinked as two arms suddenly wrapped around your body in a semi hug. "Except you of course."

"Y/N'S not like that and all!! Don't make her hate us!!"

"IM NOT SEA SLUG FOR BRAINS!!"

You rose a brow at Makio like she didn't insult half your remaining family and friends in the town. "...Right." You decided not to comment on the basis that they did suffer from the hands of humans. "So how can we make him stop?"

"You can't." You froze again as Hinatsuru stared seriously but calmly. "If it really is Tengen, then he isn't going to stop until he gets what he wants."

"And..What is it that he wants?"

"Us. Of course."

"...How long exactly have you been gone from the ocean?"

She shook her head. "I lost track after we were brought here. How long has these attacks been happening?"

"Nearly a year now. It just started with rumors that a few boats in a different and far away area was experiencing but no one thought much of it." You shrugged as you felt Makio slowly start to untangle and comb through your hair again. "They were only rumors at the time and there was no way to really know if they were true. Plus even if it was it wasn't a concern. Sometimes ships sink because of the weather or the sailors are inexperienced. It happens. But-.."

"But?," Hinatsuru pressed raising a brow as you trailed off. 

You made an 'eeehhh' face with a roll of your wrist. "Strange things started happening."

"Like what things?" The way she was looking at and speaking to you reminded you of a mother or teacher interrogating a child.

"Well..A ship or two went missing along with everyone on it." You slumped your shoulders with a heavy sigh. "A lot of people were grieving over the massive losses." You'd never forget about all the crying faces and sorrow the families felt. By far that was the biggest mass funeral your town had ever seen. "And then the disappearances started to happen. Within the span of a few months four girls-" Your hand held up four fingers. "-went missing." No one had gone missing since you were a child. So the sudden disappearances made you scared. "And then more ships started to get damaged and sink and it just kept escalating and escalating until eventually the culprit was identified and now no one can even place a boat in the water because it'll just be torn up and sunk. No one could really stop them so they all started to fish in the nearby lakes and rivers instead."...You hummed. "Now that I think about it..All of the disappearances happened right at or close to the river." The three exchanged glances. "Would you three know anything about that?"

All three either shrugged or shook their heads. "No. Even if those disappearances were caused by someone we know, we couldn't have any way to know. We've been trapped, and hauled around like cargo for a long time."

"Hey. I know this might be a sensitive topic but how did you three get captured in the first place?"

"It was an accident at first." You rose a brow. "Really. It was. We were sleeping in a seabed and a net was scrapping along the seafloor. Caught us off guard and by the time we realized it, it was too late. The sailors were as surprised as you when you first found us..But as you can obviously guess, they didn't exactly have any ideas of letting us go."

"That must've been why he started sinking those ships."

Jeez! Just how strong WAS this single merman in he could sink solid thick wooden ships so easily?! You knew that these three alone were obviously very strong as they yanked you around. Were mermen stronger than mermaids?? Or was it just this one merman who was incredibly strong? It was so, so confusing. At least you had an understanding of the situation now. 

"Y/n can take us back can't she?!"

A duck sound went off in your mind. ..What?

"Gah!!" You were once again grabbed by the shoulders by Suma who lit up brightly smiling. 

"You can take us to the ocean right?! You already brought us here, so you can do that too! Right?!" And like dominos the other two looked at you expectantly.

"I-...*sigh* It's not that easy. I don't have anyway to travel with you all."

"HUH?! But why?! You  had that wagon."

"Had. Past tense. The wagon wasn't mine, and the owner already took it back weeks ago."

A tense silence passed over the four of you as wondering thoughts and realization take it's course. Eventually but quietly they moved. Makio started on your hair again and Hinatsuru picked up your hand once again to look at your nails. Suma was the only one who still looked ready to cry with her bottom lip quivering and and eyes watery. 

"You mean..W-We're never gonna ge-get home?"

"No!" Suma jolted as a hand clasped onto her arm. "I mean yes!" You held up your other hand despite Hina's protest. "You will get home. I-I just need some time to figure out what to do next, but I promise you I'm going to get you there... Somehow."

You just needed more time to figure out how you were going to do that...

It was a Wednesday morning when you came into work as usual. And as usual you saw Mrs. Henya glaring across from the street with an enraged scowl. Nothing too different for now at least. Your body only ignored her as you just made your way down the street and to the shop doors. You didn't want or need her targeting you next. You just pushed in the doors, stepped inside, and stepped inside- Only to freeze as a familiar face turned to look at you, and he smiled widely.

"Well if it isn't the most beautiful girl in town.~"

"Akira?!"

A dripping sound cascaded down on the surface of the water. It was really peaceful to watch and not at all harmful to anyone else who was under the water and watching the storm turn the top of the sea into rippling broken glass. Pink eyes gleamed up to the sky as she hummed and watched the pretty sight.

"Here you are. I was wondering where you were when I didn't find you in bed with the others."

She didn't have to turn around to know who that was. "I couldn't sleep. It kinda fascinating isn't it?" She gestured up to the surface. "If you were above it, you'd be knocked about and drowned but from down here it looks almost pretty. Like thousands of stones being tossed across the water. "

A chuckle was given as two arms wrapped around her body pulling her flush against a well toned and muscular chest. "Well it's a more flamboyant sight down here.~"

"Why do I get the feeling you're not talking about the Water's surface?" Her answer was a kiss to the top of her head. 

"I can't help that my wives are all visions of beauty.~ The first time I ever saw you scrounging around for lobsters, I thought 'there's a flashy woman who's gonna be my wife'."

"Mmm. I remember it differently."

"How so?"

"You stuttered when you tried talking to me and then you swam away when you panicked. I still think it was cute when you smacked into the dolphin swimming by."

"Hmph. I don't remember anything of the sort. You must be mistaken."

"And I suppose what really happened in your memory was me instantly swooning into your arms??"

"Well...maybe not instantly." If she could see his face, she would've seen him light up red in embarrassment as she giggled. "HEY! S-Shut up! I was totally under control the entire time!"

"Ok. If that's what you want to go by..But I still think it's cute when you stutter."

He grumbled just burying his face in her hair holding her tighter, making her giggle all the more.

"Hinatsuru? Hey, Hinatsuru!" 

Pink eyes blinked out of their dazed state. Gone was the soothing water and comfy hold around her body. Instead cold hard floor and a tub too small was what her eyes saw, along with a hand forcing a vegetable her way. A carrot it was called if she remembers right.

"Quit your daydreaming and eat. You're not doing yourself any favors by ignoring good food."

"Right...Not doing any of us any good."

[the-froschamethyst4]

Wildflower

𖤐Pairing: Cowboy! Gaz x College! F!Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: smut, language, kissing/making out, P in V, age gap, fingering, public sex (?), groping, nipple playing, eating out, female and male masturbation,

𖤐Summary: Gaz works on your father’s farm and you came home from college for the Summer, what happens when you spend a little too much time outside with Gaz instead of your family?

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A black BMW pulled up on the gravel driveway. The cowboys on her father's farm all stopped and stared to see who it was. The shirtless cowboys came to the white fence leaning on it and watched a girl come out of the black BMW.

She wore light colors, she didn't look like she belonged on a farm. The owner of the farm came out of the barn and looked at the driveway.

"Boys, that is my daughter, Y/n," he says.

"Hi, dad!" She yells from the car, she shuts the car door with her hip and opened the trunk pulling out some bags.

"She's staying with us for the summer," he tells the cowboys.

"Dad! Is my room still free?" She asks.

"Yes!" He yells. She skips to the house opening the front door.

"She is college, sir?" One cowboy asked as they got back to work.

"Yep. GAZ! SADDLE UP!" He yells. Gaz was one of the best hard working cowboys on the farm and he was the most trusted as well.

"Mama, who is the guy riding with dad?" Y/n asked, looking out of the window in the kitchen, seeing her father and Gaz riding in the field.

"His name is Kyle Garrick, but your father calls him Gaz," she tells her daughter. "I was going to make some lemonade for them, you wanna help?"

"Yes ma'am," she says, helping her mother.

Gaz and Y/n's father were roping some new calves that were born, they were going to band them and tag them, and Y/n's father needed some help and Gaz knew what he was doing.

Gaz ropes one of the new born and taking it to the ground. Y/n's father got off his horse and started to band the baby boy calf, he grabs a tag labeled 14AB and tagging his right ear.

"Alright, next one Gaz," he says as Gaz removed the rope from the calf's legs and he took off to his mother.

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After a while, Y/n and her mother walked out of the house, Y/n's mother called out for the guys to come get some lemonade.

The cowboys stopped what they were doing all rushed towards the two women. Y/n gave the cowboys a soft smile as they took a glass of lemonade.

The Gaz came up, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a white rag and took a glass glancing up at Y/n. She smiles at him and he smiles back.

"I'm Gaz," he says.

"Y/n," she smiles.

"Any left for me?" He father asked coming up to his wife holding her waist. Gaz and Y/n glance back each other and hid their red blushing faces.

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A Few Weeks Later

It's been a few weeks now, the cowboys always being over at the Y/l's. Y/n laid next to the pool in a pool deck chair, laying on her stomach, a floppy hat giving her shade to be able to read her book. She was in a light pink bikini, she was 'distracting' the cowboys from their work.

The black metal fence that separated the cows pastor and the pool deck, had cowboys staring at their bosses daughter.

"HEY BOYS!" The cowboys jumped at their boss's loud voice and Y/n turned seeing the shirtless cowboys getting back to work and Y/n giggled at them.

She can't help that she beautiful.

Gaz walks to the black fence, he leans on the fence and cleared his throat getting Y/n's attention from her book. She looks up and smiles seeing Gaz. She puts her bookmark in her book and walked up to Gaz.

"Shouldn't you be getting back to work?" She asked him.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine, Gaz," she places her hand on his buff chest, almost in a way for him to go back to work. "My dad will get mad, if he sees you slacking."

"I'm fine, I'm his best employee," he teases.

Y/n just shakes her head, she looks up at Gaz. "Around lunch, can we meet in the barn?"

"Sure," he smiles.

"Good, now back to work," she gently pushes him again. He chuckles and walks away.

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12:10PM

"LUNCH!!" Y/n's mom yells to everyone. The cowboys all sat at the large picnic table just under the patio. Gaz grabbed his plate since he was done and looked up seeing Y/n head into the barn.

He looks over his shoulder and saw that everyone was just talking, eating and laughing. He throws his plate away and discreetly heads to the barn.

"Y/n?" He calls out.

"Up here," he looks up seeing her up in the loft where they kept the hay. He climbs the ladder and sees her laying on the hay.

"What did you wanna talk about?" He asked.

"No talking," she stood up and started to push her straps of her sundress off her shoulders. She holds the top of her dress to her bare chest.

"W-What are you doing?" He asks.

"Come on Gaz, we've been teasing each other for weeks, I think you know," Gaz quickly looked behind him to make sure no was in here and started to unbuckle his pants kicking off his boots and crawling towards Y/n.

Holding her waist and leaning forward kissing her lips. Her hands still holding the top of her dress but her hands were being moved from her dress and letting it fall.

His hands then went up her waist to her boobs, groping her fatty breasts and pinching at her nipples. His lips then kissed her jawline and neck, he sucked on her neck leaving a purple hickey on her neck.

She tosses her head back and Gaz gently lays her on the hay. He then pulls her dress off her body putting it next to her. His calloused fingers then hooked around her panties pulling them off her lower half. He licks his lips and then starts moving down kissing her stomach and her inner thighs.

He licks his lips and then licks between her wet folds, her thighs wanted to clinch around his head but his hands were holding them in place. He then pulls her up, he was sitting up and she was getting a clear view of his tongue fucking her.

She moans seeing his tongue glide through her folds. She grips the hay then found his thick thighs gripping his jeans. He smirks and then continues to fuck her with his tongue but also managed to pull his jeans off.

He stops for a little bit to stand up kicking his jeans off, he pulls his boxers off and she gets a clear view of his thick dick. She smiles and leans back on her elbows as he comes down eating her out again.

"Ah! O-Oh my god!" She moans.

He grips at her thighs and she felt herself about to come, she lets out a soft moan and Gaz felt a sweet, salty thick liquid in his mouth. He moves his tongue and saw the thick liquid come from her clit and on his tongue. He smirks and wipes his mouth clean.

He starts pumping himself, and Y/n moved her fingers down to her clit pumping her fingers in and out of her. He watches her face seeing pleasure all over her face, he moves her fingers away and starts pumping his middle and ring finger inside of her.

She tosses her head back, arching her back and both of her hands gripping at his wrists.

"AH! Ah!" She moans. Gaz smirks and kisses her knees and then he looks down at his tip seeing pre-cum leak from his tip, he smirks and then replaces his fingers with his cock.

She moans putting her head back in the hay. Gripping the hay and hiding her face from him.

"Don't hide that pretty face from me," Gaz says, gripping her chin making her look at her and then bending down kissing her lips. His tongue pushed it's away passed her lips.

His thrusts were hard, his hands held her waist, making her arch her back and he starts to go a bit harder, her thighs over his, her hands resting on his lower stomach and she looks up at him.

He seemed like he was focusing on trying to make her come again. She places her hand on his cheek, he looks up at her, moving back to her lips kissing her.

"G-Go slow...please..." she says.

"Are you sure?"

"Y-Yes," she says, he starts going slow, she bring his head to her neck, he kissed her neck, holding her body close to his, her legs wrapped around his waist.

Grunting, skin slapping and moans filled the barn. There was only a few minutes before lunch was over and they made to move quickly, but Gaz was listening to Y/n, if she wanted to go slow, he'll go slow, if she wanted him to go fast, he'll go fast.

"HEY GAZ WHERE ARE YOU!?" They both jumped hearing Y/n's father call for him.

"Fuck," Gaz says. Gaz pulls out of Y/n, she covers her mouth to muffle her moans. Gaz quickly leans over the loft but made sure not to show his lower half.

"Hey sir!" He says.

"What are you doing up there?"

"I was going to feed the horses," Gaz lied.

"They have hay."

"A quick nap," he quickly says.

"Okay, well get down here, we have some goats that need to be banded."

"Alright," Gaz says. Y/n's father left the barn and he looks at Y/n who seemed upset and angry that they were interrupted. Gaz quickly pins Y/n back on her back. "We'll make it quick," he says, stuffing himself back into her.

She lets out a loud moan, she was bouncing quickly due to Gaz's rough thrusts, he needed to get going but he's not going to leave Y/n sexually frustrated.

He starts feeling himself close to coming, Y/n let's out a soft moan and Gaz quickly pulls out pumping himself and coming on Y/n's stomach. She looks down at his come on her stomach, she smiles.

"I have to get going," Gaz says quickly getting his boots and jeans back on.

Y/n looks at him, her legs wide open and come leaking from her, he needed to go but he wants to lick her clean.

"Y/n-"

"Go on," she says, shooing her hand at him. He smiles and grabs her hand kissing her knuckles.

"I'll see you around?"

"Uh-huh," she says, smiling and kissing his lips.

As Gaz was climbing down the wooden ladder, Y/n was getting her panties and sundress back on. She fixes herself up, and climbs down the ladder.

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It was dark now, Gaz was heading back to the house with Y/n father. Gaz rubbed the back of his neck as if it was hurting him, Gaz is a tough man, neck pain was the least of his problems.

"I know you had sex with my daughter," Gaz's eyes felt like they were going to pop out of his head.

"What? Sir-"

"Don't deny it, Gaz...I know..."

"Sir, I'm sorry-"

"Don't be...I saw how you two acted with each other and how you two always flirt with each other, just...don't hurt my daughter."

"I would never, sir."

"Good, also...you'll have to work a double tomorrow."

"Is that my punishment, sir?"

"It is, if I catch you two doing it in the barn again, you won't be leaving the farm."

"I'll be working all day and night?"

"Yep," he says popping the 'p'.

"That's fair, sir."

"He is hot."

"Mama~" Y/n groans.

"What? He is. So, where did you do it?"

Y/n was silent.

"No!"

"Mama, I didn't even says where."

"But I know. You did it in the barn!"

"Mama~" she groans again.

"You come home for the summer and you are having sex in your fathers barn with one of his employees," she shakes her head.

"So, you and dad did it in the goat barn."

"THAT'S DIFFERENT!" Y/n's mom says.

"No it's not."

"Go to your room."

"I'm 26...I'll go to my room because I want to," she says walking away.

[shelbgrey]

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets:

Paring: James Aubrey x Hodgins!Reader, previously Lance Sweets x wife!Reader

Summary: learning to fall in love again after your husband Lance passes away. - there will be a part 2!

🩷MasterList 🩷Part 2

you first met James Aubrey when he helped you and your husband Lance figure out who framed your best friend Seeley Booth.

Your first thoughts of him was that he was kinda adorable with his extreme eating habits and goofy personality.

“he's adorable” you whispered to Booth, when you said it back then you didn't mean it as you were attract to him. You ment as if someone called a small child adorable.

What you didn't know was he was smitten when he saw you, he thought you were beautiful and extremely smart. He couldn't stop staring at you and your husband and best friend noticed.

Lance trusted you and it was clear you weren't interested to Aubrey, he let it go and focused on the case. He was still sharp towrds him though, he was checking his wife out after all.

Booth had a different reaction, he thought it was humorous but wanted to Inform him before he started playing with fire. He took Aubry aside without you two knowing “married” he pointed at you, he then pointed to Lance. “husband”

He didn't know why it hurt so much, especially do to the fact you guys just met, but there was something about you and he couldn't get you out of his head. He really tried to let it go but failed, he had a crush on a married woman.

“don't worry” Seeley said, patting his back. “you'll get over it like the rest of them” meaning everyone has had a crush on you at least once.

To make matters worse he was there to witness your husband getting gun down. He felt tears run down his cheek as he watched you hold Lance lifeless body and sob.

“please don't leave me” you cried and rested your forehead on his. “I love you so much” Lance said softly

James didn't know what to do, he wanted to help some how but he only stood there in shock.

Seeley tried to separate you and Lance but you weren't having it. “he's not dying! Please Temperance help me” you cried.

Temperance was trying to hold it together herself. She held back her tears and looked at her husband then back at you. “honey... He's gone”

Seeley made his final good by in privet. “I'll make sure they're alright... Y/n and Charlotte both, I promise to protect them”

And just like that the love of your life was gone, it left a huge whole in your heart and all you wanted to do was avenge Lance.

What hurt you most was telling your daughter Charlotte that her daddy was gone, and on top of that your son hadn't even been born yet.

You stayed strong for your daughter, she had yet to real learn about death. She would have with when her gold fish Gus died but Lance replaced it while she was at preschool. All she knew was her daddy was in Heaven now.

You couldn't sleep on Lance's side of the bed, work got harder, and you just started to drift through time. Your brother Jack got worried about you and asked you and your daughter to move in with him and Angela.

It was a nice change, you got to be with your big brother, who you saw as your hero and Charlotte had the opportunity to grow up with her cousin Michael-Vincent.

A couple months went by and you started to feel better, you knew Lance wouldn't want you to be in so much pain so you tried to just live every day in his name.

Suprisenly James became a good friend to you, for awhile he forgot about his crush on you and just wanted to be there for you and your Daughter.

He made you laugh, the first time you really laughed since Lance passed away was when you went on a case with Seeley and James. It was video game company and James stoped to take a goofy selfie with a bigfoot. Seeley would have told him to knock it off, but it was the first time he heard you laugh in a while and he didn't want to take that away from you.

The more you hung out the more he fell for you and it scared the hell out of him... The both of you. At the time you didn't want another relationship, Lance was the love of your life and you always thought you only get one. You were scared you were giving off the wrong signals to him. Your kindness has been mistaken for flirting before.

Two years passed and your friendship with James only grew stronger. He was their when your son Seeley Lance Sweets was born. He was in the waiting room while your brother and Angela was there comforting you.

James got to be one of the first few to hold little Seeley and was aw struck. Once he saw that little boy he made a promised that he'd protect him and his sister from now on.

People noticed how differently James would treat you. He was naturally a kind man, but with you he treated you like a queen and was always there to protect you if you were out of the lab helping with a case.

He treated your kids like his own, he knew he'd could never replace Lance and he wasn't trying to, but if he need to babyset he would, if they want him read them a story he'll go all out and make difference voices for the characters. He loves your son and daughter.

Then there was the whole sharing food. People knew not to get in between James and his food. Your friends suspected his feelings when they cought you two sharing a plate of fries at the Diner. “that's different” Seeley said.

Hodgins, who just happened to be with him shared a worried look. “you don't think... He would be trying to get close right? She just lost Sweets”

The two didn't try to over think it, Jack knew your stance on a new relationship. He didn't want you to be in anymore pain but he couldn't help question James reasoning, it had only been two years since Lance left.

When the bottled up feelings became too much for James he went to Booth for advice. He was pacing back and forth while also rambling, Seeley tried to keep up as he watched him pace back and forth infront of his desk.

Then it finally clicked. “Wait! Your in love with her!? And she's into you, are you sure?”

“I can't help it.. I would never push her into anything but i cant-” he started but Booth cut him off.

“No, no, no. It's just that Lance was, Lance was perfect for her. I mean, that girl's heart beat for Lance Sweets. It just, it never occurred to me that she would ever be with anyone else.”

James knew how special your relationship with Lance was to you and he respected it. If you two were ment to be he would never be jealous or mad that you'll always love Lance.

But he is human, he would feel a pit in his stomach at the thought his first with you will always be your second with him. You experienced everything that was involved with a relationship with Lance first. Sex, cuddling, having a kid, everything.

Your first reaction to your feelings for him was absolute panic and remorse. You felt you were cheating on Lance or betraying him for having feelings for another. It ate at your already broken heart and you kept it bottled up.

It would go like this, you'd sneek a glance at James, admiring his beautiful eyes and his cute little smile. Then you'd immediately start feeling bad.

Jack caught on, he knew you like the back of his hand and loved you with every fiber of his soul. One day your big brother took you to the side and asked you if you're okay. You broke down in tears and told him how awful you felt.

“buddy, your not cheating on Lance” he said softly. “he would want you to be happy... You lost Lance at such a young age and now Your experiencing something most people wouldn't after losing a spouse, your getting another chance”

You looked at him with tears in your eyes. “what if I lose him too? And I can't expect him to take care of me and my kids? My son didn't even meet Lance”

That became another fear, you were so afraid of losing him too, what if James dies on you too?

“I think you two should have a long serious talk” your brother said.

You took your brother's advance and talked to James, you talked for hours and brought of everything that was on your minds.

“just promise me you will never die on me” you said with tears in your eyes. “I promise” James nodded and slowly leaned in, you mentally panicked and moved you face so his lips landed on your cheek.

“I'm sorry.. I-” he quickly said. You looked at him saddly and pecked his cheek. “I'm just not ready for all that yet”

He nodded “when ever you are... We'll take things slow there's no rush, just know I'll always be there for you and your kids”

It's been a while since you felt so much love and it scared you, you knew you could trust him but there was still fear of losing him if you got too close.

Even if you took things slow you both loved every moment. It was the little things that mattered most, you'd go to New restaurants, watch movies, go to your kids school functions.

James didn't miss a single thing involving your kids, if your daughter had some kinda concert with her class he'd be recording the whole thing. He even got to witness your Son's first steps.

Seeley Lance or LJ has know James all his life so it wasn't a surprise he called James dad, you told him stories of his father, but he couldn't help but see James as father. Charlotte calls him Jamie, she looks up to him and all but in her mind, her daddy is in heaven.

They do have a strong bond though, the little girl loves to be a round him and feels safe with him.

they probably watched every thing episode of Bluey together.

Speaking of which, James did get you and your kids a puppy, a Beagle puppy that your daughter named Bluey.

The first time you ever said I love you was about a year into your relationship, unfortunately it was after a life threatening experience. You went on a case with Booth and you ended up being in a coma for about a week.

You thought you were dying, and this sad thing is you accepted it. While you were under you could have sworn you talked to Lance, you didn't know if it was hallucination or a ghost.

You ran to him and hugged him tight as tears filled both of your eyes. He was so happy and sad to see you, it just wasn't your time.

“our kids need you.. They can't lose both of their parents”

You held his face in your hands and kissed his lips saddly. “you didn't even get to meet your son... He's so much like you”

He smiled. “I know... And couldn't be more prouder of him and Charlotte both, but I know you three are being tooken care of”

Once again you felt a pit in your stomach when you thought about James, you will never be ashamed of falling in love with him. James put your piece back together and helped you heal, but Lance will alway be your first love.

“don't you ever feel bad for falling on love again... You remember the pain you felt when I died?” Lance asked softly, you nodded sadly. “Aubry is feeling that right now, he's so scared of losing you”

You knew he was right, but you still shook your head and cried... All you wanted to do was stay with him forever.

He smiled softly and whipped your tears away. You said 'I love you' one last time before you started to blink back to reality. You took deep breath and looked around the hospital room. Your brother Jack was fast asleep on a couch in the room, Charlotte and Seeley was piled up with him asleep as well.

James was fast asleep next you, he had a chair pulled up to your bed with his head in your lap and his hand holding your. You took your free hand and ran your fingers through his hair softly.

He jolted awake in a panic, he left out a sigh of relief when he saw you smiling softly at him. “your awake” he said with tears pricking his sleep-deprived eyes.

He leaned over and wrapped his arms around you. “I thought I lost you” you placed your hand on his jaw and pulled him towrds you kissing his lips passionately, it was so soft but held so much emotion. “I love you... So much James”

He smiled, you didn't know how long he's been waiting to hear thoughs words. He smiled from ear to ear and kissed you again. “I love you too”

You only pulled away when you hear your kid chearing your name. “mama!” they jumped from Jack's lap and ran to you, giving you a big hug.

You finally had peace and felt you could move on, your life was better knowing Lance and you are better person because of him. Now it's time to start over with a man you knew loved you just as much as Lance did.

[thedeviltohisangel]

“ You’re mine” for Cass and Bucky when things are getting a little rougher than normal (consensual of course) w/some pent up jealousy vibes?

DROP TO MY KNEES BLURB PROMPT ERA

you guys are literally so obsessed with this prompt i love it.

john really doesn't like cass' co-workers...basically a spanking fic

Cass was ethereally beautiful as he watched her talking to someone from the other side of the room. Everyone was seeking her out for conversation. To talk to her about the work she was currently doing, which John wasn't quite sure of, but also plenty that were lauding her case work from the war.

He could almost sense that it was beginning to be a bit much of her. She didn't know how to fully talk about her experiences over there yet. Didn't know how to take the compliments that they were lining up to offer her. Did her best to offer advice to the younger officers and paid all her extra attention to the women that approached her.

"Might go rescue the stunning doll," John said to Mary as he downed the rest of his drink. "Looks like one more conversation about her job is going to break her."

"She deserves all the praise. Earned it many times over," Mary replied confidently.

"Preaching to the choir." His wife's eyes flicked over to him for just a moment but the meaning was clear. "Mary, you make sure to call me as soon as you get home tonight and to tell that husband of yours to put his callouses to good use."

"John!" Mary was horrified at the implication but accepted his kiss on her cheek and his settling of her tab. In spite of her temporary surprise, she managed to reach forward and tighten his tie and straighten it out. He couldn't go swooping in to save their girl looking like a fool. Especially not after the last time he'd met all their colleagues and nearly set the bar ablaze.

"Night, Mary." John kissed the back of her hand in a dramatic bow, receiving her farewell in kind, before making his way over to his wife. "Excuse me," he said politely as he worked to shoulder his way through the crowd to reach Cass. And when he finally did, they both felt like they could breathe again.

"Hi," she whispered gratefully as her arms slipped under his suit jacket to wrap around his waist.

"Ready to go home, my love?" He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and held her cheek in his palm.

"Cassandra! Cassandra!" Her arms dropped from around him at the sound of her boss' voice.

"Sir?"

"Come with me, there's someone you have to meet." She had no chance to apologize to John before she was being dragged towards another stuffy suit.

"I want to be just like her when I grow up." To his left were a group of young adults, they looked fresh out of college. He smiled at the young female's words and knew they would mean everything to his wife when he told her later.

"You hear about that debrief of the Soviet spy she did last week? A legend." His brows furrowed. He hadn't heard about that.

"I heard she had him eating out of the palm of her hand in minutes. The Director even brought her a bottle of champagne to celebrate." Something icky was settling in his chest. Why was it that these strangers got to know so much more about his wife than he did? Why was such a large part of her life closed off to him?

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"You were awfully quiet on the way home," Cass remarked as she followed John into the kitchen. He grabbed a beer from the fridge.

"Just was in shock the illustrious Cassandra Egan was in my car." She rolled her eyes as he took a solid gulp from the bottle and set it down on the island with a little force behind it. She stared at him from the other side.

"I hate the attention more than anyone don't hold it against me." John's face was pensive as he finished the other half of his drink and shrugged off his coat followed by his tie.

"The whole night I want to tell all of them to stop gawking over what is mine." The word sent a shiver down her spine. This was a game she most certainly knew how to play.

"You didn't like the line of men lining up to get a better look?" He growled and her knees buckled as he stalked over to stand in front of her.

"Forearms on the counter. Legs spread." Cass tried to contain her giddy excitement as she knew she was finally getting her way and did as he asked. "You're mine, Cassandra." She thinks she might combust.

"Yours." The cool night air hit her ass as he lifted the hem of her dress to her waist.

"Mine." Light at first. Her hips wiggled back to ask him to go harder. "Mine." Further back still. Until it stung with pleasure and she was dripping arousal down her leg.

Until a red handprint was tattooed to her cheeks.

[divinepriestesskagura]

Love Me While You Can

Miguel O'hara X Female Reader

Summary: you and your husband Miguel are married for six years and have a three daughters and you were expecting another child but something happened...

Warning: Cheating,Not very accurate character but i tried,death, miscarriage,angst, established relationship

Author Note: Go listen to Good Looking and Me and My husband while reading this

Part Two

Me and my husband Miguel are married for six years and we had three beautiful daughters, Everything was going great!One day i was thinking about surprising him about me, with child but that was soon changed.

"Miguel?" Y/N rubbed her eyes as she looks at her husband, taking off his coat "Dear? Why are you still up in the middle of the night?" Miguel said as he approached his wife and pulled her into a warm embrace "I was waiting for you...What took you so long at work?.." Y/n whispered, as she looked up to Miguel as she asked him curiously as then Miguel swallowed his saliva as he chuckle nervously "Oh...i was.." Miguel was thinking am excuse"did your workload increased?"

Y/n asked "Oh! yeah more complaints was happening but don't worry...now lets go to bed shall we?" Miguel smiled but it seems fake , Y/n nod as the couple now headed upstairs to sleep.

"Estella? Can you call your daddy for me?" Y/n  yelled gently to her  four an a half year old daughter as she  peeked at the laundry room door "Sure mommy I'll go call dada!" Estella smiles as she ran to her father,As Y/n stared at her husband's stained collar shirt, it was stained by a dark red lipstick a familiar lipstick color, she didn't even own.

"My dear, I am reassuring you that lipstick stain is from you!" Miguel told as he embraced his wife in his arms but this time she felt no warmth nor comfort coming from it "Miguel you know i don't wear a lipstick in this shade.." she whispered as she looked at the lip stain on her husband's collared shirt

" Please my dear trust me! Thats from you!" Miguel pleaded as she nodded in defeat "if thats what you insist then..." She whispered, before squirming away from her husband's embrace,As he let go of her, She sighed knowing that she was just lying to herself and that she's just letting her husband gaslight her, She let him be After all she's willing to eat up the lies he feeds her even though it's slowly breaking her apart.

Today Miguel left his lunch box at the kitchen, Probably forgeting to carry it with him as he was rushing to workfrom waking up late,Y/n wanted to give his lunch box at work, after all she didn't want him to eat a another meal that wouldn't fill up his stomach properly and more healtier, Y/n walked up to his office door and the she heard something it was him and his sidekick? She pressed her ear on the door as she held the lunch box she was carrying tightly, As her heart was pounding in her chest as she breathe heavily

"Jess i don't know if we can do this, now that your pregnant, And.. our spouses might get suspicious.." Y/n heard her husband's voice as her eyes widen and as she gasp quietly as she started to feel tears threatening to fall down her cheeks, as she try to blink away the tears welled up in the corner of her eyes

She closed her eyes as her palms started to get sweaty "Miguel its alright your wife wouldn't know at all nor my husband would!" Jessica said "No jess lets stop what were doing right now we can do this after you give birth! and my wife is starting to get suspicious about me going home late, I dont want to risk losing my daughters!" Wet tears started to fall down her face as she wiped her eyes and quietly went to the reception desk,Y/n ended up giving her husband's lunch to Lyla his assistant.

Starting that day Y/n wore a fake mask towards her husband as her pregnancy bulge started to get big but she still didn't tell Miguel at all not wanting to make him feel so guilty.

it was so painful cleaning the house for Y/n and seeing the picture frames of their cherished memories that they built through out the years of their relationship, their first date, first monthsary, their wedding, their first anniversary, their daughters births, their daughters birthdays, it made her think where did she went wrong for Miguel?

"I showered him enough praises and love,...it hurts..."Y/n whispered as her heart was pounding alot as she started to slide down to the hall wall as she began to break down mentally, emotionally, and physically, It hurts alot why? Why can he do that to her? she spent almost 8 years with him and everything was fine..why did the God chosen her to suffer? What did she did to deserve this? She sobbed as the duster she was holding fall to the floor making a big thud as it hit the floor "Why? Please tell me why..?" She mumble as her vision gets blurry from her tears that she now couldn't control to stop "PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME WHY!?" She screamed as she breakdown more into tears, as then little footsteps can be heard it was estella she was looking at her mother worriedly and scared as her lips was formed into a frown

"Mama?" Estella started to walk towards her disheveled mother and knelled besides her as she try to put the Stray hair that was covering her mother's face away from her face "mama dont cry please?" Estella was holding her mother's hand as Y/n sob as she pull her daughter into an embrace as she sobbed with Estella her my arms it was so filthy of her making my daughter see her in this state of hers, She sobbed as Estella started to soothe her, calming her abit.

Y/n held her stomach as she felt an aching pain, She started to breathe heavily as Estella started to get teary seeing her mother ventilating then she felt a huge pain she covered her mouth making a muffled scream not wanting to scare her child then Y/n felt a warm drippy liquid between her legs, she looked at the floor it was blood, She started to panic as she covered her daughter's eyes by pressing Estella's head to her chest as she screamed, Y/n felt something get out of her womb.

Then the front door opened as Miguel yelled "Dear am home where are you!?" Miguel yelled as he quickly took off his coat and goes upstairs, As soon as he saw blood his eyes widen as his eyes trailed to the blood and towards Y/n holding their eldest daughter in her arms, covering Estella's eyes as she breathe heavily "Y/n!" Miguel rushed towards Y/n and Estella as Y/n refuse to make eye contact with him

Miguel was checking Y/n's pulse, While she looked at her daughter's blurry figure as she leaned towards Estella's forehead, As Estella look up to her, As her daughter looks at her with her big doe eyes,Y/n smiled as she saw her,As she then leaned down to whisper to Estela's ear "Estella i love you so much my dear..i-i hope that you have a nice.. childhood that i wanted you to have.." then Y/n slowly closed her eyes as her husband yells no repeatedly as she felt her daughter hug her tighter as she scream "mama please don't leave me I'll be a good girl please!" Y/n softly smiled hearing her daughter's voice " Your mama is just gonna sleep for a bit okay?.." Y/n whispered softly, as then everything was blurry.

Author Note:I just edited this since my grammar back then sucks and I don't personally like the first person view at all

[helaenaxyf]

My strong,my prisoner

"I hope that you see what you've done to me" - Matthew little

Summary: ever since the dance of the dragons has almost ended. Everyone you knew and loved were gone. Not a single glimpse of them in you're life anymore. You were held hostage a prisoner in a life of suffering. You're uncle aemond has taken you as a prisoner trapped in a dungeon forced to do whatever he wants to keep you alive for his satisfaction

🚨(Aemond x neice reader - reader is strong - mentions of deaths- slight fights - attempted murder - fluff at the end - pregnancy)

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They say a person has little time until they reach insanity.

You were only in you're Eighth month of pregnancy you refused to eat and sleep you're beautiful eyes turning bloodshed red. And you always tried to harm the baby in you're stomach but it seems the gods wanted it still to be alive in you're belly

You hated you're uncle. After all he had forced you to bear his child. He had taken you as a prisoner and violated you for his satisfaction. He hadn't yet took you as a wife.

Anything he gave you to eat you would throw it out. It was a blessing you didn't die otherwise aemond would have been the one to do so.

The windows open the wind making the curtain fly into the room as the room was cold as you were wearing you're thin white nightgown aemond had forced you to wear.

You were pulling you're hair down almost aggressively you're eyes shaking angirly you wanted to leave. You didn't want this child.

You knew the only way was to kill aemond

But how could you? You had no weapons.

Expect. His sword in his pocket that you maybe would be able to take from him.

The doors of the room opened as Aemond walked inside the room holding a bag of plums "sit on the table now." He said glaring into youre eyes,he wasn't angry at you're disobedience. He was angry at you're ways to harm the baby.

Punching the..belly or trying to squeeze it or throw a heavy thing on it. He all knew what it was.

"Sit i said." He repeated harshly his normal violet eye staring at yours

"I don't want to eat. Whatever damn...shit you give me...they're all rubbish. I don't want anything with you." You said as you gently faced the wall you didn't want to look at his face especially that one sapphire eye of his you're brother took.

"You should be grateful I'm bringing you food,strong." Aemond placed the bag of plums into the table making them scatter onto the floor.

"Now come and eat." He was clearly done with you're act "neice."

"Don't call me that..." you pulled you're hair you were on a brick of insanity. All these ywats of torture he has the audacity to call you that?

You shivered as you felt his foot steps walking towards you as he grabbed a plum from the ground as he got on one knee facing you're back "look at me." He commanded Firmly

You refused as you looked away. You had no taste for hunger. No need for food. You just wanted to run away and kill that handsome face of his.

He looked away with a huff before he looked back at you and grabbed you by the shoulders making you face him roughly "look at me." He repeated searching you're face for more compliance

"Why should I? You're dead to me." You gritted you're teeth as you saw him cut the plum with his sword you're eyes lingering on it. This was the time you had to kill him.

You saw him place the sword on the ground next to him as he looked at you and leaned forward to feed you the plum "eat. It's for the babe."

"I don't want to!" You shouted stepping back as he held you're legs "there's no such thing as I don't want too. You either eat. Or ill make you eat myself."

You shook you're head as aemond eyes narrowed "very well than. You want me to feed you than." He grabbed you're jaw making you gasp at the sudden movement as he forcefully fed you the plum and made sure you swallowed it

You coughed as he made you swallow it you tried to gag it out but the force of his fingers on you're jaw you couldn't.

"Wasn't so hard was it?" He said staring at you're belly he turned to grab another piece of plums he cut

You saw this as a chance as you're fingers slowly went to the sword as you took it and without warning you tried to stab him before he held the swords sharp length with his fingers causing them to bleed. He didn't flinch or react he just stared at you coldly as he grabbed the sword and threw it across the floor "so this is how you repay me?"

You gulped in anger and fear as you stepped back "I don't want to be a hostage! I want to leave i don't want this fucking baby!"

"Too fucking bad. You're having that babe. And there's nothing you can do to stop it."

"Is it because i killed you're brother?" He stalked towards you "is it? That strong bastard?"

"Don't dishonor his memory you've done enough!" You shouted as you felt aemonds sapphire eye staring at you from the eye patch

"Hm...so this is how it's going to be." He sighed darkly "ill take you're eye as honour for mine. Since you love you're dear brother so much."

You're eyes widened in fear as you stepped back you were quite dizzy since you were with child it did hurt you're head as you tried to gain balance within the wall

He was right in front of you in the wall as his hands tucked a strand of you're hair behind you're ear as he tilted you're chin to his staring above you "you bear my child inside you. I expect you to rest."

"Rest? After all this?" You snapped at him as you tried pushing him away as he grabbed you're wrist pulling you back "you don't know. Maybe you'll go into labour earlier and you should rest close with me."

"Are you that obsessed with me? Get away from me." You shouted as he chuckled darkly "Neice. You're not a princess. You're now a prisoner. My strong. My prisoner."

"I don't belong to you." You broke out of his grasp trying to walk you're fingers touching the wall

"Oh don't you now?" His voice in the back as you felt his dtare against you're back.

"Are you that desperate to leave? You're never going to." He said firmly as he saw you stop walking and hold the wall almost clumsy

He saw a pool of water from beneath you making you groan you felt a strong and sudden gush of fluid from you're vagina

your abdomen started to pain and cramp as you fell to your knees

Aemond was calm as he walked over to you and grabbed you gently making you rest on his chest as you started to breathe slowly

"It's time." Aemond said his expression becoming more focused on you're body

Aemond fixed you're position so you would be more comfortable "I don't want to.." you whispered

"there's no backing away now." He said as he paused

After 4 hours into the labour you pushed and screamed in pain panted and many more

You finally saw a head as you gave the final push that made you panted you're head going back in exhaustion. You're body and you're self was sweaty. You're hair sticking to you're face

"You did well." Aemond said as he helped you drink a glass of water as you breathed softly

He brushed you're hair away as you glanced softly at the bloodied alive baby.

Aemond placed a pillow behind you're head "wait." He placed you onto a mattress on the floor as he carried the baby.

The baby was a boy with silver golden hair and violet eyes. He looked like Aemond and had you're beauty. He was tiny.

"What is.. it?" You said slowly as you shifted to a comfortable position

"A boy." Aemond cleaned him as he handed the baby over to you as you placed him on you're arms

"He's...like you." You said glancing at aemond and than back at the baby.

"I can see that." He said as he stared at the baby "what are you going to name him?"

"....i...didn't think of..it." You said softly

"You choose. You've done enough for me."

"....Aemon?"

"....that's a pleasant name." Aemond said nodding he had approved at the name

Aemond glanced at you as he sighed "i apologise."

You glanced at him "...you do?"

"I do. I've hurt a lot of people in this life. Especially you."

".....I.. forgive you under one condition."

"Hm?" Aemond was surprised as he lookd at you "what is it?"

"Do you promise...to not hurt me anymore?"

"I promise with all my heart." He said as he got onto the mattress with you as he stroked you're hair

You nodded softly a soft smile appearing on you're face as you glanced at the baby's face.

"Can...I give him a second name?"

"...of course you can."

"Aemon lucaerys targaryen."

"....I won't say no to that."

You smiled at him "thank you uncle."

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[edgessunflower]

Hunger pains

Pairing: Stephanie McMahon x Fem reader

Description: Steph finds you sick and in pain leading her to find out the terrifying reason why

Steph knew from the moment she saw you that something wasn't right but she wasn't expecting to find you in a ball on the floor in your locker room after your match. The first thing she did was lift you up before you were hunched over a trash can throwing up which made her terrified as Rey walked by only to find a worried stephanie over your trembling body leading him to grab a medic as you see steph and Lita above you before being looked over and asked questions until one question made you go quiet before answering after a reluctant sigh and the look on steph's face that broke your heart, "I haven't eaten in two weeks..." rey felt anger towards himself that he didn't pick up on your lack of eating as he punches the wall in the hallway. Eddie and Edge find him while steph stands across from you in a dazed state between concern and shock before edge peeked his head in only to see your washed out pale face right before you threw up again, "Why the hell haven't you been eating?" you look up at eddie as you lay on the couch in a blanket after showering and changing out of your ring gear which helped relax your body when edge comes back with food leading to you quietly watching Lita's match while eating trying not to look over at your wife and friends while they watched to make sure you did eat rather than just saying you would, "You're gonna tell me why even if I have to go to Hunter for it to happen" your eyes widen before tears form in your eyes as you stare at the four. "I gained a little bit of weight, I found out at my regular weigh in and it's been haunting me since then so I...I thought maybe if I didn't eat for a little bit it would knock a little of the weight off so I wouldn't have to work out even more than I already do" you felt like you were back in your teen years with the doubt and self esteem about yourself until you found wrestling which helped you take care of yourself better, your heart cracks before being pulled into a hug by edge followed by one from rey and eddie before it's just you and steph in the room not expecting her to pull you into her arms as tears flowed down her face until your face was between her hands and kissing you softly. "Oh baby you're so pretty and you never have to do that again" your heart swelled before she took you out to a local restaurant where the two of you had a nice evening of a bit of wine and chicken wings leading to the two of you enjoying a night in at home where she showed you just how beautiful you were to her from intimacy to tender endearments while watching movies until the two of you were laughing like little kids in the kitchen enjoying small bites of cookies without a care in the world at all.

[trashyocstash]

the second chapter of the phantom blot x lily story, warning for NSFW(yes..i'm already getting into it lmaoo)

chapter 1

The next day, Mickey and Minnie invited Lily over to Mickey’s place, to talk and eat together. Mickey had asked her if she liked hot dogs, and when she told him she did, he went on about making a bunch, causing her to giggle. She was glad that her new friends made her feel happy and comfortable. Her doubts and worries still crept up on her, but she hoped they weren't true and that she could indeed trust them.

Lily arrived, and Mickey immediately greeted her.

“Hey Lily!” Mickey exclaimed, a hot dog in one of his hands. His face already had ketchup dripping from his mouth.

“Oh Mickey, you need to clean yourself up!” Minnie gently scolded and wiped the ketchup off, making him blush in embarrassment.

“Sorry Min..”

Minnie turned her attention to Lily, “Anyways, it's great to see you Lily! Lucky for you, Mickey didn't eat all the hot dogs already, I made sure of that.”

Lily giggled, trying to ignore her jealousy at their relationship, “Thank you.”

A yellow dog came barreling in the room and ran over to Lily, staring to lick her face. She laughed, “Is this Pluto?”

Mickey laughed, “It sure is! He loves meeting new people.”

Lily smiled and pet him, at least she didn't have to deal with her anxieties about others when it came to animals.

She took a few hot dogs and a bottle of soda, and sat down with Mickey and Minnie in the living room, while Pluto curled up on his bed, “I bought some paints from the ink and paint store yesterday, I was thinking of how I want to customize my house. Like..I've been picturing a cute pink and white kitchen, decorated with flowers, how does that sound?”

“It sounds adorable! If you want help, I'd love to customize it with you,” Minnie told her.

“Me too,” Mickey agreed, “We're friends, we help one another after all.”

Lily smiled at the reminder of their friendship, she had doubted they'd like her idea and was relieved they did and wanted to help her, “Ortensia also offered to help work on a garden outside with me.”

“She did? That's great! You'll have a beautiful house in no time Lily,” Minnie replied.

“Do you think you'll ask Horace for help too?” Mickey asked, “In addition to his mechanical work, he can help with more complicated renovations, like tearing down a wall.”

“I think I will..I might need it..”

He smiled and thought for a moment, “You know, I don't just do detective work, I've traveled the world to explore ancient ruins, mysteries, all that stuff. I have an archeologist friend named Eurasia Toft who invites Goofy and I with her sometimes. I've been to Mayan ruins, looked into the mystery of the Colossus of Rhodes and more!”

Lily's eyes widened, “That sounds..amazing..I'd love to know about your adventures.”

Mickey took a bite of one of his hot dogs and his mind wandered, “Of course! But first..I think I should inform you about the villains of Mouseton too. My main enemy is Pete, he leads the criminal underworld here alongside his wife Trudy. He's a brute who does whatever he wants. There's Sylvester Shyster, a corrupt lawyer. If you ever need any legal help, don't go to him.”

He paused, and took a deep breath at the last one, “But the worst is the Phantom Blot, he's not called the King of Evil for nothing, and I haven't heard of him doing anything in a while. I bet he's planning something..but I don't know what..”

His fur and tail tensed up, Mickey clearly had been on edge from just thinking about the Phantom Blot. Minnie placed a hand on his shoulder and rubbed it gently, trying to ease his nerves. Mickey relaxed a bit and took another deep breath.

Lily became nervous, “What kind of things has he done?”

“He's brainwashed me to be a criminal, he's swapped places with me, making people think I was him and using me to escape from prison, he's used a flower to give everyone in Mouseton amnesia, he's tried to take over the world numerous times..”

The memories of everything Phantom Blot had done hurt, his face tensed up from it before he forced himself to relax again, but Lily had to know what he was capable of, “He's put me in death traps and..he's just a very manipulative person in general and a genius. Being friends with me puts you in his line of sight, but don't worry, I won't let him harm you,” Mickey assured her.

“Me neither,” Minnie agreed and placed a hand on Lily's, relaxing her like what she did with Mickey.

“Thank you…I..appreciate it,” Lily replied. Phantom Blot sounded terrifying, but if her friends were really her friends, she would be fine, adding on to why she hoped they were genuine. 

With the tense air, she decided to change the subject, “When I was at the ink and paint store I..I met someone.”

“You did?” Minnie immediately seemed interested.

“He was dressed in all black, so I guess he's probably goth? He also wore a black mask that covered most of his face with a white smile on it. I didn't get his name so he's just registered as ‘Nice Goth Guy’ on my phone. He was very flirty too..it was kind of embarrassing..” Lily blushed.

A mysterious guy dressed in all black and wearing a mask with a white smile? It sounded suspicious to Mickey, he wondered if it was the Phantom Blot, but didn't say anything.

“You definitely have to talk to him again, and pester him for his name too!” Minnie advised, "He can't just not give you his name.”

“You're right, I..definitely want to know more about him..whoever he is..”

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Phantom Blot was back in that same dark room, which was a science lab in his mansion. There were beakers and flasks full of mysterious liquids, tubes stretching around, and various inventions littered the place.

He used a dropper to place the ink he had bought into the ink-like substance. With that, Blot tested the substance on his arm again. This time, every part of his hand but his thumb transformed, the fingers fusing together into a hammer. He smirked wickedly, he was almost there, so close to perfection. With just a few more touch ups, the ink-like substance would be perfect and ready for use. Once it was perfected, he wanted to test it out, his mind wandering to a grand heist at the local art gallery.

Blot then remembered the cute blonde he met at the ink and paint store, Lily. He had to admit, he wanted to see her again. Luckily, he had saved her phone number and decided to use that to his advantage. Phantom Blot decided to get her to meet up with him at the art gallery, where she would see he was actually the Phantom Blot the whole time. It was too perfect.

Once he finished messing with the ink-like substance for the day, he placed it in a container and exited the lab, making his way over to the living room. It was there he saw his housekeeper Mrs. Fragmuffin sweeping the floor, and nearby was Phantom Brat, sitting on one of the couches, watching a princess movie while brushing the hair of one of her dolls. He smiled as he walked up to her, until he noticed the movie was now on a scene showing the princess and her mother, which made Brat frown. Phantom Blot was reminded of her desire for a mother, how upset it made her that she didn't have one of her own. She wasn't aware her biological mother hated her and flat out abandoned her, and he didn't want her to know, she was too young for that.

Deciding to cheer her up, he moved around to sneak up behind her and grabbed her, “Got you!”

Phantom Brat giggled and lightly bit his arm, “I got you too Daddy!”

He chuckled and went to sit next to her on the couch. She showed him the doll she had been brushing, “I had to brush her hair, it was all messy!”

“You did a good job, it looks much better now,” He replied as he observed the doll.

Phantom Brat grinned from the praise and hugged her doll close, making Blot smile.

“By the way, I have to go on a business trip soon, but don't worry, I shouldn't be gone for too long,” He hated having to lie to her, but Brat couldn't know he was a villain, he wanted to keep her as far away from that part of his life as possible. At the back of his mind, Phantom Blot also worried Brat would hate him if she knew the truth, and he didn't want that.

She frowned, put her doll down and hugged him, “I hate it when you go! I always miss you so much!”

Phantom Blot hugged her back, “I miss you too, my little princess, but I have to go. And you know Mrs. Fragmuffin will be there caring for you while I'm gone like she always does.”

“I know! But it's not the same without you..” Phantom Brat snuggled up against his chest sadly.

He kissed the top of her head and gently rubbed her back. It hurt seeing her like this, but he knew it was for the best. If the other villains and criminals as a whole knew he had a daughter, some of them may try to harm her, using her against him for their own personal gain. And he wouldn't allow that. Phantom Blot wanted Phantom Brat to have a normal childhood(she was rich but that was the most abnormal thing about her life and he wanted to keep it that way). Seeing her being a typical happy little girl who loved princesses, mermaids, fairies, dolls, plushies and fairy tales made him happy too. 

She deserved to have a good upbringing, filled with love and warmth, and whatever her little heart desired. Phantom Blot himself didn't have the best life growing up, to the point where he never allowed his parents to meet Phantom Brat, and he wanted to ensure things were better for her. She was the most important part of his life, after all.

“I'm not going right away, don't worry daughter. And like I said, when I do go, I likely won't be gone for long anyways. After you finish watching the movie, why don't we play with your dolls together?” He suggested.

Brat perked up at that, “Okay!”

She continued to stay close to him, snuggling up against him as he stayed to watch the princess movie with her, both content, but plagued with worry at the back of their minds.

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Lily had ended up excitedly listening to Mickey's tales of his adventures. He lived such an interesting life, and she couldn't help but want to join him on adventures too. Her life had been relatively simple, and the idea of getting to travel the world, solving mysteries, helping people and exploring remains of ancient civilizations was fascinating to her. It was all like something out of a story, and she wondered where her friendship with Mickey would lead.

In the meantime, she had visited Horace’s mechanics shop, asking him to help her with her house. Lily decided on making the entrance a little more wide, and wanted a sunroom. Horace was more than happy to help, and headed to her house with her, accompanied by Clarabelle. He stepped inside, leaving Lily outside with her.

“Lily! You have to hear about the latest gossip!”

Without Lily even agreeing, Clarabelle just started talking her head off. She didn't mind however, just letting Clarabelle talk and listening to the latest goings on in the city.

She shyly decided to speak up too once Clarabelle finished her ramblings, “I have something too..I met this goth guy at the ink and paint store yesterday and got his number.”

Clarabelle's eyes widened, “You did? He must like you to give you his number already, is he cute?”

Lily blushed, “I..don't have a good idea of what he looks like, he wore a mask covering most of his face. He never gave me his name either.”

“Ooo the dark and mysterious type I see. I bet he's definitely a looker under that mask.”

Lily's blush deepened, “You know, he was flirting with me too..”

Clarabelle got a big grin on her face from that, “Oh he definitely likes you. How lucky are you? You've got a mysterious flirty goth guy into you, sounds like he might be the hot bad boy type.”

Lily covered her face with her hands in her shyness, making Clarabelle laugh, “You have nothing to be shy about! You're beautiful, just look at you! And you're very sweet and kind, any man would consider themselves lucky to be with you.”

That just made Lily feel even more shy, “I..um..I have an ex boyfriend. He wasn't all that..good to me. He told me that no one would ever love me like he does. I hope it isn't true but sometimes I worry it is.”

Clarabelle frowned, not expecting that kind of response, it told her all she needed to know about Lily's ex, “Well he was an idiot anyways for mistreating you like that. I think you could easily get a man to love you, one that will love you better than your ex.”

Lily smiled at that, feeling better from her words, “Thank you..”

“It's no problem,” She replied as she placed a hand on her shoulder, “Now come on, let's see how Horace is doing.”

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Once Horace finished his renovations for the day, he and Clarabelle left, saying their goodbyes. Lily walked around her house, it was clearly in a “work in progress” state, but she didn't mind. The walls near the front door had been torn down, and walking over to where the sunroom was going to be, there were windows laying around, waiting to be installed.

She appreciated Horace's kindness in doing this for her, she was more than happy to pay him for his efforts once everything was finished. When his renovations were done, Lily settled on doing the rest of her planned customization work with her friends.

Until then, she decided to take some time for herself. Lily sat on her couch, pulled out the remote and put on Pawflix. She scrolled through the movies and settled on one, selecting it and then wrapping herself up in a blanket.

As the movie went on, Lily took notice of the romance subplot in the movie, which made her feel depressed. Was Cody right? Was no one going to love her like he did? Could another man fall in love with her? Would another relationship even work? Or would she mess things up like she always did?

Tears began to well in her eyes, when she heard her phone ‘ding’. Lily picked it up, and smiled weakly when she saw she got a text from “Nice Goth Guy”. She looked at her message app and read it.

I wanna meet up in a few days.

The text excited Lily as she wiped her tears away and typed a response.

Of course!

She shyly typed out another response.

I miss you

Lily held her breath as she saw the dots indicating that he was typing in a reply, which he soon sent.

I miss you too

Her heart thumped in her chest at his reply, he actually missed her. She was worried he wouldn't, and couldn't help but blush knowing he did and wanted to see her again. Lily felt nervous at how their meetup would go however. She decided to move to a more casual conversation to deal with her nerves.

I'm watching a movie right now, what are you doing?

Soon, he sent his response.

I'm working on something, when we meet up, I want to show it to you.

Lily couldn't help but be excited, wondering what he was working on. Was it a piece of art? She did know they shared an interest in art after all.

I can't wait 

She then remembered Minnie's advice, and decided to follow it.

What's your name?

Curiosity filled her as she waited, then read his reply when he sent it.

Wait until we meet up, you'll know then.

Lily wasn't sure why he was being so cryptic about his name, it was suspicious and weird but she didn't want to upset him by pestering him further so just went along with it.

She continued to talk to him as the movie went on, her face red and her tail wagging. Lily enjoyed chatting with him, he was kind to her and ended up being flirty again. Eventually, he told her he had some “business to attend to”, but that he loved talking with her again.

He was very mysterious, Lily knew something was up. But she decided to wait for their meetup to figure out what his deal was, hoping everything would go well.

The movie ended, and Lily decided to make her way upstairs to have a bath, figuring it would help give her time to think of everything going on and relax.

She turned on the water and stripped out of her clothes. Before heading into the water, Lily looked at herself in the mirror.

Her body was the kind men would drool over, with her large, luscious breasts, wide hips and narrow waist. Lily traced her fingers over her curves, thinking about her appearance. Despite her voluptuous body, Lily couldn't help but feel insecure about it. Cody didn't go after her appearance much, he more so would tell her that her looks were the best part about her. But even so, his gaze still wandered to other women. She felt there had to be something wrong with the way she looked, and that's why she couldn't keep his attention.

Turning her gaze back to the tub, Lily noticed the water had filled up just enough, so turned it off and laid down inside.

Thinking back to her goth friend, she remembered him calling her beautiful. Just thinking of his comments made her blush again. A thought crossed her mind of what he would think of seeing her like this, and her face went redder from it. Would he like her body? Or would he find whatever flaw in it Cody saw and not be interested in her?

She hoped he would like how her body looked, Lily closed her eyes and imagined him seeing her naked and being his usual flirty self with her. Her mind wandered to him whispering sweet nothings in her ear with that sultry voice of his, as his fingers inched down to her pussy when she opened her eyes, feeling flustered for thinking about that. Her body was becoming heated, and in need of release. She obliged, and spread her legs open, tracing a finger down to her pussy and beginning to gently run her fingers across it.

“Mmm..” Lily let out a soft moan. She realized she needed this, feeling the stress and tension that had built up withering away. It would be better if she had a man with her, but until then, her fingers would have to do.

At the very least, she went back to fantasizing about her mysterious goth friend, imagining that she was being pleasured by his fingers instead of her own. She really wished she had a name she could cry out..

She inserted one of her fingers inside her pussy, causing her to lean her head back and loudly moan, “Ahh yes!”

A hand moved to gently caress one of her breasts, adding to her pleasure. She felt like a mess and started to wonder if she'd been pent up, it had been too long since she'd been touched after all.

Lily inserted a few more fingers inside herself, more moans released from her mouth and her hips bucked. She felt closer and closer to release until her body couldn't take it anymore, and she came.

“Ohh! Oh yes! Yes!” She cried out, her legs and hips moved wildly as she came into the water.

Once she finished, Lily moved her hands down and panted, being out of breath. After regaining her breath, she smiled in content. She had definitely needed that, now, she simply wanted to enjoy the water. Lily closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the water on her soft fur and droplets of water dripping down her breasts, over her nipples.

After finishing her bath, Lily brushed her hair, put on her pajamas and headed to bed.

She tried to fall asleep, but her mind kept wandering to Cody. Lily felt stressed again as she tossed and turned on her bed, she felt like crying, hating when he would interrupt her as she tried to sleep. She clutched her pillow, digging into it with her claws and holding it close to her head.

It took a while, but she eventually got some sleep, and she wasn't greeted with any dreams when she did. Lily awoke in the morning feeling like a mess, just when she was able to make herself feel good again, it all came crashing down. The high from the pleasure she felt was gone, and her hair was already a mess.

As she tiredly left her bed and headed downstairs to make breakfast, Lily hoped that her fortunes would change for the better.