#i already warned Husband i'll be sad lol

[howdoyousleep3]

i'd love some positive vibes sent to me and my little fam if you've got some to spare 🥺 we've been looking for a house for a very long time and we finally found one we love. the market is absolute shit right now and i have yet to feel like a house is for us, and i just love this one 🥺 maybe i'll get a house for my birfday 💕

[ahgasegotarmy116]

Do it for Us | Jeon Jungkook

Summary: Mr. Jeon has got your mind all mixed up and you don't have the strength left to say no. Pairing: fem!reader x Father in Law Jungkook Word Count: 2.3k Warning: Yändere sumt, manipulation into cheating, suggestive and explicit language and an excessive amount of crying lol a/n: This is part two of Do it for Him requested by @coralmusicblaze I hope you guys end up liking it! I got so many new followers and notes after the first part so thank you so much!

As my lips move against his I can't help but let the tears continue to fall. "It's okay love, there's no need to cry" he says pulling back a bit and brushing a few of them off my cheek while studying my features. "I wish you wouldn't cry but you really do look gorgeous when you do, I'll have you crying for other reasons soon though, don't worry" he says caressing the side of my face before taking my hand and leading me out of the room. My whole body cringes at his words but I follow him blindly nonetheless. The tears never ceasing while my heart breaks with every step we take. 

Crossing the doorway into the bedroom I share with my husband I stop dead in my tracks, the guilt overcoming me, the gravity of what I'm about to do finally sinking in. "Mr. Jeon I don't want to do this anymore" I say trying to wipe the tears off of my face, proving useless as they continue to fall evermore. "Darling we're already half way there, let me take care of you" he says turning back around to face me, closing the distance between us. 

He caresses my face again and laces his fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck, gaining a better hold on me to keep me in place. I reciprocate the kiss as best as I can but I can't stop the trembling of my lips, still so disappointed in myself. He pulls me in against him by my waist and walks us closer to the bed without parting from my lips. Once we do he softly guides me down onto the mattress, placing his hand on the small of my back, making sure I land softly. 

"You look so pretty laying there, being so good for me" he says while loosening his tie and throwing it on the bed beside me. "You know you're doing something amazing for our family right? My son will be so happy, finally giving everyone what we've always wanted. The child will be beautiful, just like their mother" he says while unbuttoning his dress shirt and taking it off, my eyes automatically tracing his figure, making me want to vomit once I've realized what I had done.

"Baby, eyes up here please" he coos sitting next to me on the bed encouraging me to look in his eyes. "Don't call me that" I say glaring up at him "and stop talking" I say sadness dissipating, irritation taking it's place. "Aw there she is, the brat I've always taken you for" he continues, still cooing at me despite my defiant nature. "I'd keep my mouth shut if I were you" he whispers in my ear as he gets on the bed hovering over me. 

"Play nice and I'll make this pleasurable for the both of us darling" he continues, tracing his hand down my figure, his fingers now coming in contact with my bare waist, my shirt having risen up a bit from when he had laid me down. I flinch at how cold his fingers are and he smirks knowingly. "I'm sorry angel, I'm sure you'll warm me up soon" he says and gets up to take off his belt, the clanking of the metal making me feel sick since I had heard that same sound just hours ago when I was with my husband, being in this same position. 

I can still smell his scent on the pillow next to me, the thought of him close helping me escape for only a moment before I feel the bed dip, signaling the presence of his father next to me. "Will you let me undress you?" he asks, his fingers trailing up my shirt and drawing circles on my waist. "I'll do it myself" I say getting up off the bed, giving my back to him and doing so as quickly as I can, wanting to finish this as soon as possible. 

I can feel his eyes following my every move before I feel his hands on my hips while he places kisses on the back of my shoulder "Gorgeous" he whispers in my ear, nose nudging into the side of my neck, taking in my sent. "I'm not doing this for indulgence Mr. Jeon, I'm doing this to take the pressure off my husband. That's it" I say feeling myself get slightly breathless feeling one of his hands rubbing over my stomach almost caressing it. 

"You're going to look so gorgeous when you're pregnant with my child. Watching you stomach swell day by day, knowing that it's mine. It'll drive me mad knowing that I won't be able to have you like this again" he says starting to kiss and bite on my skin. "No marks, he'll notice if I have new ones" I choke out and feel tears forming again, hating that I have to worry about something like that. I despise cheaters and I swore never to become one but I'm not doing this for myself, I'm doing it for him, for my husband and for our future. 

"They'll fade by the time he get's back love don't worry, and if they haven't I can make his time away last even longer if you would like me to" he says before biting down on my shoulder making me let out a moan that I wish I could take back. "There you go, keep making those pretty sounds for me" he says and places a kiss where he had just bitten to soothe the pain before guiding me to lie back down with little to no fight left in me.

I have small burst of it left but nowhere near as much as I need to stop this so I lay motionless and wait for him to finish getting undressed, his boxers the only item left on him. Once he takes them off he comes back to hover over me once more, trying to kiss me again but I turn my head away. "I don't think kissing is necessary Mr. Jeon" I choke out and I see him tilt his head to the side but ultimately agrees. "Too intimate for you? I understand, I can respect your boundaries" he says and settles on kissing my neck, setting my body and mind at odds. 

I try to hold back any noises I may make but it's impossible since the skin there is so sensitive and he seems to know it. "You don't have to hold back, you can be as loud as you want. No one will be able to hear you scream, it's a natural thing to do you know," he says trailing his fingers up my inner thigh "a way to thank the one that is giving you pleasure" he finishes using his hand, urging me too open my legs for him. 

He decides to slide back down on the bed and takes his time ravishing my body. "Been thinking about this for so long" he says looking down at my cunt which is already wet but not as much as he would like it to be. He sticks a finger in and watches as I whine softly "Aw this pretty cunt has already been fucked today hasn't it? You're still sensitive, I guess he has been treating you well" he says nuzzling his nose in against my clit leaving my body jolting at the contact. "But not as well as I can treat you" he says and licks a long stripe along my slit paying special attention to my clit. 

Although his kisses on it are tender and almost loving in a sick and twisted way it still drives me into over sensitivity. "Please" I whine more, hating the sound of my voice right now begging him to stop. "Please what Pretty?" he says looking up at me through his lashes. "Please just do it already I don't want this to go on longer than it has to" I say looking up at the ceiling, hating the sight of him between my legs like this. 

"Alright" he says sounding as if he's been denied something he's been craving for for so long. "But don't you think for a second that I won't be coming back here to eat that pretty little pussy the next time we do this" he says regaining his positing on top of me. 

"Next ti-" I start questioning but am cut off by my own moan as he shoves himself inside of me. "Fuck, you're still so fucking tight. One dick wasn't enough for you today sweetheart?" he taunts, brushing a hair off my face. "Shut up" I say through gritted teeth before he thrusts in harder this time. "What was that love? Couldn't hear that" he says clearly doing so in punishment for my disrespect. As if I could ever respect him after this. 

I stay silent and don't dare to make eye contact with him and angle my head up to the celling, closing my eyes trying to block everything out. "Fuck no wonder he wanted to marry you. Between your pretty little face and this addictive cunt I wouldn't dare to let you go either" he groans, prolonging my torture. "Stop saying things like that, please" I say blinking back the tears. 

"Why? You don't want to be reminded of the fact that you're cheating on your husband with his father? Is that it?" he ask and thrusts into me harder this time "Yes" I cry, tears falling again from all of the combined emotions and sensations he's giving me. "The deed is already done love, why not enjoy it?" he taunts, wanting me to give in to him and again, I'm losing the battle. 

He slows down his thrusts and changes them into something more sensual, more intimate. "Stop! Just go faster please, just finish already" I beg wanting to keep at least some form of intimacy left untouched by him. "If that's what you want" he says and picks up the pace again showing me no mercy anymore. "You like being fucked like this? Having your cunt ruined, leaving you sore, barely able to walk straight" he taunts and I cry out, feeling nothing but pain, the pleasure never enough to overcome the anguish I feel for betraying to only man I've ever loved. 

"Shit, are you close?" he questions a few minutes later, having kissed and sucked and bitten all over whatever parts of my body he can reach while inside me. "Yes" I lie, clenching around him purposefully. "Fuck do that again" he says his thrusts stuttering and I do as he asks. "Y/n look at me" he says using my name for the first time since we've started. "Say my name" he say holding himself back from his release. "Who is giving you this much pleasure?" he says sticking him fingers in my mouth for a moment, getting them wet enough so he can bring them down to play with my clit. 

"No please I don't want to" I sob, the pain getting to be too much for me. "Say it! Say it or I won't cum inside you" he say which brings my eyes snapping back over to his, scared to be denied what I had been searching for, the only reason I'm doing this. "I-" I start but he thrusts inside me harder again leaving my back arching off the bed and before I'm able to think twice I do as he says. "Jungkook! J-jungkook please, please just finish already" I yell sobbing from being so close and also begging for this to be over. 

"Look in my eyes and say my name again. Fuck-" he groans through gritted teeth and I look over at him eyes glossy from all of the mixed emotions I'm having. "J-jungkook" I sob one last time which has him cursing and thrusting in as hard as he can and a few seconds later he's stuffing me full of his release, finally getting what I wanted, the only thing I wanted. He lets out a chant that sounds like a slur of my name, the rest incoherent fucking himself into me to ride out his high, mine still on the edge not having tipped over. 

He pulls out of me, watching as he does so and sees some of his cum start dripping out of me. "Can't waste any of it now can we?" he says using his fingers to gather it up and stuff it back inside me. "You never came" he says brushing the hair out of my face after opting to sit next to me on the bed. I flinch at his motions, wanting to be as far away from him as possible now. "It's fine, just go" I say placing both of my hands over my eyes trying to get them to finally stop shedding tears. 

He reaches over and kisses my waist which again has me flinching, opening my eyes and snapping them back to him, surprised by the gesture "Ease your mind" he whispers,  "It's all over" he finishes and places one last kiss on my stomach. "See you soon" he says mumbles to my stomach, taunting me with the fact that I'll soon be carrying his child. "Get out!" I yell, picking up the first thing I find and throwing it at him, with him narrowly dodging it. 

"I'll come back tomorrow to see how you're doing since you won't let me take care of you now" he says and grabs his clothes and walks into the bathroom in the hallway to get dressed, but once he emerges I call out to him before he goes. "Jungkook" I say having him stopping in his tracks, coming back in and leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed. "Not a word" I say while glaring, repulsed with everything about him. 

"Not a word, just trust me".   

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[thescarletnargacuga]

Human!Caine trying to bathe puppy!Bubble! (You can make it showtime, if you wish lol)

A/N: AWWWWWW!!!

BATH TIME

A HUMAN!SHOWTIME ONESHOT

WARNING: none! Just slice of life domestic fluff

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"Come on, Bubble! Work with me here!" Caine struggled to get his medium sized, mud covered mutt through the bathroom door. "Alright, you've forced my hand. Come here!" He picked up Bubble, smearing mud down the front of his shirt.

Bubble braces his front paws against the doorframe in defiance.

Pomni giggles from behind her phone, recording her husband trying to give their dog a bath. "Why didn't you hose him down out back first?"

"Because he wouldn't stop eating the water." Caine tried maneuvering Bubble through the narrow threshold without getting too many marks on the walls. "Are you going to stand there laughing the whole time or are you going to help?"

"Hmmmmm, I think you've got this."

Caine playfully glared at his wife as he finally got Bubble through the door. Pomni came in behind him and shut the door. The tub was already running with warm water, dog shampoo bottles at the ready.

Caine set Bubble down inside the tub. "Come on, boy. You love water. You'll be fine."

Bubble immediately tried to get out, whining. Caine put an arm around Bubble, preventing escape. Bubble looked to Pomni with sad puppy eyes.

"You're okay, buddy. Daddy's gonna clean you up." Pomni spoke in a soothing voice to calm the pup. "How did he end up like this anyway?"

Caine used the shower extension to start rinsing the mud out of Bubble's fur. "It rained last night and he found every mud puddle at the dog park."

"Aw, buddy. Did you have fun?" Pomni kneeled down to record Bubble's adorable face.

Bubble wagged his tail and tried to lick the phone.

"He had so much fun, he didn't want to leave. If you think getting him into the bathroom was difficult, you should have seen me trying to get him in the car." Caine chuckled, then realized. "Uh... Don't use the car anytime soon."

Pomni laughed. "It's that bad?"

"The backseat...the front..."

"What?" Pomni continued to laugh.

Caine grinned. "The steering wheel....the roof..."

"Oh my god!" Pomni almost dropped her phone in the tub from laughing.

"Yeah, I get to add car detailing to my to-do list." Caine took off Bubble's collar and hung it over the edge of the tub before grabbing a bottle of doggy shampoo.

"I'll help you with that. It's needed in deep cleaning anyway." Pomni kept a hand on Bubble so he wouldn't be tempted to jump out.

Bubble shook, sending muddy water everywhere.

"Ah!" Pomni trying ducking below the tub to get out of the line of fire. It didn't help much. She still got dirty dog water in her hair and on her back.

Caine just sat there on his knees and took it as he poured shampoo in his hand. "And now the bathroom too. Looks like today's going to be a cleaning day." He massaged the shampoo into Bubble's fur, getting him all lathered up.

Pomni grabbed a hand towel and dabbed the water off of Caine's face.

"Thank you, dear." Caine smiled.

Pomni gave Caine a kiss on the cheek. "You're welcome." Bubble whined and tried licking Pomni. Pomni pushed him back. "Nooo, not yet. You're all soapy."

Bubble have a small bark and shook again. Suds covered the couple, as well as the counter and mirror behind them.

Caine spat away suds covering his mouth. "Forget the car, I need a bath now."

"I think Bubble is already obliging." Pomni put her phone away to protect it from further spray and helped keep Bubble still as he was rinsed.

Bubble shook twice more through the rinse cycle, drenching his human caretakers. He jumped out of the tub when they finally let go of him.

Pomni grabbed to towels. One for Caine, and the other she used to dry Bubble. "Who's a good boy? Yeah, you were so good." Pomni praised as she toweled him down.

Bubble excitedly wagged his tail and wiggled under the towel, panting happily.

"Yeah, you're a good boy that deserves a treat for taking a bath." Pomni clicked Bubble's collar back on and opened the bathroom door.

Bubble zoomed out, rubbing himself against the floor and furniture.

Caine stood, drying his hair. "That went surprisingly well. Remember the first bath we ever tried to give him?"

"When we first found him in our garbage bin? Poor thing probably thought it was the end of the world. Now, look at him. Our Bubble-headed boy is just enjoying life." Pomni watched Bubble roll around on the carpet.

Caine put his towel down, his red hair all disheveled. "As all dogs should. Now..." He hugged Pomni from behind. "I don't know about you, but I smell like wet dog. Care to join me for a shower?"

Pomni leaned into him. "I don't know...you always make it so hard to get clean." She smirked.

"What can I say, I'm a happily married man." Caine kissed her cheek.

Bubble bolted out the dog door to the backyard. At first, Caine and Pomni didn't think much of it. "Wait..." Pomni said. "Didn't you say it rained last night?"

"Yeah...oh no!" Caine and Pomni ran to the back door, watching in horror as their best boy dove right into a giant puddle.

[stuckybarton]

Busy Bee

SUMMARY: Being the workaholic that you were, you forgot to realize that you were neglecting not only your husband, but your little girl that was missing her mother more than anything. PROMPT(S): “i didn’t realize I was such an inconvenience.” CHARACTERS: Stephen Strange x Wife!Reader. OC!Daughter (Donna); Tony Stark WARNINGS: Slight Angst. Fluff. WORDS: 1,066 REQUESTED BY: none A/N: Just back to finish some request and a few things I've written. Anon who requested, I had to change the angst to something a little more positive since Stephen has been through so much in the last few request on him. lol.

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"Mommy!" The voice of Donna had echoed the halls before you caught sight of your daughter, followed closely behind your exasperated husband--it was his turn to look out for your daughter after school and from the looks of it, he had been catching up to her antics for the entirety of the day. "Happy birthday!"

For a moment you looked at your husband and the sight of a box in his hand had you turning away from the both of them and checking your calendar to see it was in fact, your birthday. You had promised Stephen to spend time with the both of them on your birthday but as it was now close to nine in the evening at this point. Looking at your husband and still too excited daughter, all you could do at this point was wipe away the tears from your eyes and accept your daughter's hug. Peppering her cheek in kisses, you lingered and all of the changes in your daughter, she was growing up more than you would have wanted and you were barely there to see it happen.

"Me and Daddy spent the entire day looking for the perfect gift for you Mommy…" Your daughter began and your attention was solely focused on her, your arms wrapped around her as she continued on and on with the story of their misadventure and your husband almost getting into a fight because of your gift.

As your daughter continued on with her story, your eyes finally lingered on your husband, the sheepish smile that rested on his lips and the sadness of you finally realizing you've allowed your work in the compound to take over--forgetting your own birthday because of it too.

"Why don't you, me, and Daddy spend the rest of the week doing whatever you want?" You offered as a decision was finally made for your family's sake. "Just let me call Tony for something, okay?"

You had ignored your husband's confused look as you pulled out your phone to dial Tony. In a few rings, the sound of your ever annoying boss greeting you and questioning you possibly still being in the office--which was true.

"Listen Tony, I know it might be last minute, but I need the week off."

'Consider it done, it's your birthday and you should spend it on your daughter and your douche of a husband.'

"And after I get back, I might need to talk to you about reducing my hours."

'Again, this is something we've discussed before. Even Pep is begging you to cut off on the hours. Consider it done too and we'll discuss the hours when you get back from your trip.'

"Trip? What trip?"

'Have fun and see you next week.' Tony had hanged up on you without answering your question. Finally turning your attention to your husband, the sight of plane tickets in his grasp alongside your birthday gift was there to greet you.

"So, I may or may not have already asked Tony to give you the day off so we could head somewhere as a family." Stephen finally explains.

You nod allowing him to continue. Donna was placed on your lap as you waited for your husband to say what he needs to say.

"You've been busy with work so much to the point of forgetting your own birthday and I know you might not like it, but I was going to insist on you taking a few days off, not for me, but for your own sake as well as Donna's." he explained.

You smiled kissing your daughter once again before standing up and pulling your husband into a kiss. Donna squished in-between the both of you.

"I'll make it up to you two, I promise." ~ “I didn’t realize I was such an inconvenience.” Stephen could only smile as he truly didn't mean what he had said at the sight of his far too overworked wife, and far too clingy daughter that was wrapped around you like a koala. He was ignored, but he was fine with it, for the most part. Just the sight of you and your daughter bonding after the weeks of you working nonstop to keep the Avenger's Compound in tiptop shape.

"Don't say that, Ste." You giggled with your daughter still very well clinging to you and very much ignoring your husband at the moment. "We want you here too."

"Doesn't look like it." Your husband pouted as he joined you in the hotel bed you three would be sharing for the next few days for your impromptu vacation.

"Stephen we will always need you. I will always need you." You assured him and even as the tears slowly begin to riddle your eyes, you know just as much that you needed him after neglecting them both for prolonged days at a time because of your job. "And I've been ignoring you both even when you both need me."

"Stop that, Y/N." Stephen was quick to stop your guilt-ridden train of thoughts and you will forever appreciate him for it. "You did what you need to do for your career and I will forever be grateful for you because of it. Holding the fort when I'm the one that needs to be gone for prolonged periods of time. This is the least I could do, knowing the mess Stark had done to the compound after the another one of his robot creations had attempted to take over."

You rolled your eyes knowing what he meant and it was a nightmare to say the least. But with things finally dying down, it was also time for you to keep do you part for the sake of your family. A family you would have never thought you would have for yourself after everything that had happened in your life. You had been lucky to have met someone like Stephen that as arrogant and much of an asshole he could be, he was the most understanding and caring man you had the fortune of calling your husband and the father of your daughter.

"I love you, Doctor Strange."

"And I love you and Donna, Mrs. Strange."

It's Y/L/N-Strange." You spoke smartly giggling as your husband lightly pinched your side.

"Smart ass, I married a fucking smartass." He muttered.

"Daddy said a bad word!" Donna announced.

"Oh so now you know I'm here?"

[booksweet]

Safety

starring: husband!yuuta x wife!reader

synopsis: Yūta knows how to properly take care of you, and he plans to show you each way he wants to do that. | context: "Relief" (click here)

warnings/contents: NSFW, smut, fingering, oral (fem!receiving), established relationship, praising, penetration, protected sex, nipple playing, grammar mistakes, Yūta and reader are +18, MINORS DNI

A/N: so I guess this is my debut writing smut, it's my first one so I tried to write it with so much care — and I'm still kind of insecure about it lol. Yet I liked the outcome and enjoyed the process. If I missed any tags, please, WARN ME!

Also, an ENORMOUS thanks to @noritoshiikamo who endured me having multiples mental breakdowns during writing this, thanks for always believing in me, bubs! I really hope you guys enjoy this piece (and don't forget to read Relief beforehand okay, please)

tagging: @iwaizumini

"My wife, my love..." He's going down on your body, hands on your waist. "Don't look at me like  that..." He kisses the tip of your belly, your thights next — never breaking his gaze through yours. "Let me make you feel good..."

He places his nose on your inner thight and you swear something throbs inside you, you feel something growing on your stomach. Something that makes you needy, hungry for him.

His breath sending shivers down your spine as his hands caresses through your legs, his touch making your skin burn. 

You left out a muffled moan as he open your legs for him, lifting one up as he pants a kiss on your kneecap. From that place, he starts again teasing you, his hot lips on every inch of your bare skin, each touch making your stomach twisted with goosebumps.

And he goes all the way your tight, leaving sweet kisses that resonate with your core. In such a slow pace that make you feel at the same time bliss and eagerness.

"Yuu" You squirm behind him, his face in between your legs, facing your clothed cunt. His breath ticklish on your covered skin and you can help but grunt in anticipation. "Please" you place your hands on his locks.

"What, my love?" He chuckles and you feel its vibration on your core, and he hasn't even started. Yet. "Tell me, my wife, what do you need?"

He's face-to-face to your covered cunt, but you shake inside, you just need him, and, even after all those years married to him, you still blush when you say hoarsely in desire. "I want you, Yuuta, I want you." You catch your breath. "I need you."

"I am already yours, my wife." He drowns his face on you and his nose is right on your clit as well as his mouth is just right above your cunt. "Or haven't I showed it everytime we are together like this?" He coos on you and your hips moves unconsciously on his face, your body claiming for more contact, more pressure. For him. "Slow down, my love," He can smell how turned on you are, how eager you are for him and only him. "We've not even started yet." That hunger in your eyes, that need, they make him hard and full of desire, lust and love. He wants to feel your warmth all around his length. And he will.

But first...

He takes off your leg from his shoulders, and he moves away from the place you needed him the most right now, you almost cried and by the look on your face he recognizes that. "Don't be sad, my wife." His cocky smile makes you gulp, and you can see what he plans to do with you. "Fear not, today..." His head are back in between your legs, his hands pull down your pajamas shorts and toss them aside. He's looking right at your soft panties and, by the wet mark on it, he can say you're hungry for him. One hand on your hip bone and the other spreading or legs for him as he coos. "Today, I'll feast with you. Today, I'll make you remember you're mine." And when you almost crab his locks again, his cold tongue is stimulating your clothed pussy and you swallow a pinched scream. The frail tissue drowning in your arousal and his drool. It's not enough, it's not enough.

And you back arches trying to say to him you need more, more and more, but his grip on your waist doesn't allow you to move. "Yuu" You moan as your hands go to the edges of your panties in attempt to take them off.

"No, no, my love." He goes off from you and you complain again. "You're not taking them off until I say so, okay?"

You nod silent and he grimaces at you. "Good girl." He praises and you spread more your legs to him. His pupils darkening when he sees your panties and legs drowning wet for him. It was an invitation. An invitation he would never refuse.

"y/n..." he groans as he lean back on you, his hips connected with yours and you can feel his hard cock pressing your core — you moan back at the contact, trying to rub yourself on him — his calloused hands under your shirt as he lifts it up exposing your bare skin, your chest. His delicatesse while helping you take it off makes your heart softens in love — even though you can feel the growing knot on you belly aching for him in pleasure.

Now your chest is free from clothing, he can take a good look at your beautiful breast. His eyes hovering at the mounds like it's a place he can sink and drown. He leans his head right in the middle of them, his cold tongue sending shivers down your spine as he slicks your skin from the bottom of your boobs to, almost, your neck. He's playing with you, of course he would do that.

"What..." He stares at your hardening nipples in a devilish way, his mouth ghosting over your right one, his breath ticklish and you almost beg for him to put his damn mouth there. "Should I do, my wife?" The air cold on your skin, his right hand on your waist and his left one is caressing your sides up and down, but never touching your left breast. "Tell me..." He stops his left hand right on your breast side, and you feel growing expectancy in you for him to touch it already. "My love."

And you can't help but to move your hands to hid hair once more and down his mouth on you. He grins on your chest and you feel it reverberating throught your skin. But, before you can say anything at all, his tongue works on you.

It's cold, but the stimulation is so good — your husband is so good — that your mind goes blank. He's sucking your nipple, hes drowning his face on you as he squeezes softly your left mound — making you moan even louder. His hard cock twists as he looks at your pleased expression. "So good, my love, you like that?" He frees your nipple with a lustful "pop'" echoing from his mouth. His words electrifying your body as you try to close your legs in reflex, but you can't — he's above you, hid body all over you. "Naughty, naughty, my dear y/n" he nods his head and he catches your left nipple in between his middle and index fingers.

You whimper with his movements. "Yuu..." you groan in pleasure, your head back as you arch your body to him. He gives it soft squeezes, sometimes pulling it and twisting your nipple — each way making you moan for him. "Oh, my wife, I love it when you make that beautiful sounds" he says when he plays with your right nipple in between his teeth. "Just for me."

"Yuuta" You pant, trying to catch your breath and your hands fleeting thought all his body — his arms, his back, his face. "I need more, I need more of you, Yuuta." You cried in pleasure, and your needy voice made Yuuta wish he could feel you clenching around him, all his cock being inside your warm cunt. But he always thought of you first.

He kisses you deeply, provoking you with little bites on your bottom lip. His tongue messing with you as you just wanted it to be on another place of your body. He looks lustful, beautiful. And you always feel desirable and hot when you're with him. Your husband.

"If it's my wife's desire" He says while taking your panties off, exposing yourself to him. "I shall fulfill it with my entire being." Again, he's face-to-face to your exposed cunt, he can sees your throbbing clit and smell your arousal. You're all opened to him, moaning in anticipation. "So wet, my wife..." he whispers sending shivers throught your body — he did not miss the way your core reacted — and causing your muscles to tremble. "Just for me?" He inserts one finger easily inside you. The burning stretch turning into pleasure. You're drowning in arousal for him, all the things he's done and said until now turning you on and on and on.

"Just for you, Yuu, only you, only you" You moan as he starts sucking your clit and his digit is in and out your body. You can hear the sound your pussy makes as he moves his tongue on you and inserts another digit. More stretch. You're all open for him. It's lustful. Yet, you don't care. His fingers hitting the right spots on you, your husband knows how to please you well.

"Look how you take my fingers so well..." He slicks your clit and you whimper as you walls tighten around his fingers. Sloppy sounds of you wet cunt receiving his digits. "My wife, you're going to take my cock like this? Let me inside you and make you feel good? Make you scream my name?"

"Yes, yes, yes," You almost scream as he goes back stimulating your clit, his finger's pace fast inside-out from you. And you feel your high coming closer and closer, you're almost there. "Yuuta, I'mI'm-I'm com-ming!" You messed with his hair, your fingers scratching them and pushing them to you, and the pleasure he's bringing to you.

"Come, my wife, come for me, cum all over my mouth." He praises you and he's all over your core when you hit your orgasm. He's taking your juices like a thirsty man, and he's helping you out riding you throught your high. His fingers slowing their pace as your legs tremble around him in attempt to close them. He keeps his slowly pace leaving soft kisses on your clit and you almost cry with the stimulation. When he stops, his face all dripping with his saliva and your juices. "You did good, my wife."

What a sinful sight for you, he's between your legs, all cocky smiles at you after giving you your first orgasm of the nigh, his eyes burning with desire. "And you know how to make me feel good, my husband." You tease him and you can see how hard his cock is behind his clothes when he moves away from you. And you can't help but smile, even in your hazy state. "Now, take this clothes off. I want to see you."

"My wife, so demanding" He laughs, but it's a throaty laugh and it set fire throught your body as hes exposing his bare chest. You know your husband is hot, his toned muscles from his tought training. Yet, everytime he's a breathtaking sight. "Like what you see?" He teases you and with a mischievous smile — that one he knows that messes with you — he takes off his pants and boxes, exposing all himself to you.

"Oh, I love it" You moan and you can feel your needy growing high again. You need to feel his cock pulling in and out from you. You need to feel full of him. You're almost drooling at the sight of him, he's big, thick.

"My wife," He groans as he jerks himself, the tip of his cock full of pre-cum. "If you had the sight I'm having now..."

You moan back and he catches one condom on the desk right by your bed's side. Its metallic cover thrown somewhere and he's above you again. Both of you panting, skin covered in sweat.

He places the head of his cock on your entrance and his forehead touch yours. His hands are on the sides of your head, preventing his body to fall onto yours and hurt you. "Take me well like you did to my fingers, uh?" He whispers and kisses your face. "That pretty pussy of yours can take me, uh? Your pretty cunt will make me feel good too, my wife?"

You nod unstopable as you moan in agreement. Oh, how you like when Yuuta speaks like this. Is so hot, so sexy. His warm breath on your skin, his body all over yours and he kisses you passioanetly. Your tongues fighting over control, he's burning with you. And you're burning too.

"Yuu" You whimper his name as you feel his cock strecthing your walls. Your legs opening more and more to easy his acess, even though your muscles ache with the slightly burning in between them.

"S'good, my wife, s'good" he calls your name like a prayer and you're his goddess, his bless and sin at the same time. You both moan as he's all inside you. Your walls clenching around him and all his veins craving them, his throbbing cock resonates with your walls when you're both struggling to breath. "After all those years, you're still so tight on me"

His forehead is on yours, his chest and yours touching each time you gasp for air. "Not that I'm conplaining" he smirks and leans to give you a passionate kiss — muffling a moan from his mouth as you tighten around him. Slowly he starts to move, and you lose yourself. He always hits the right spots on you.

You're moaning his name as you arch you back trying to get even more contact with him. And he reaches your deepest spots. His name echoing louder and louder from your mouth makes he pounds hard inside you. Your exposed neck now all craved by his tongue and lips. He's leaving marks all over your skin, sucking and biting.

But he's not the only one marking your body. You're painting him too. Hands travel all over his back, his arms. Nails tugging deep inside his skin and muscles. Hes marked by you each hard thrust he gives you.

"Fuck" He moans as his pace fastens. That feeling on your belly growing insane as you moan his name mindlessly. "Yuuta, yuuta, yuuta..." his hands catch your wrists and now you're more than exposed to him. Arms and hands above your head, one of his big hands holding them in place pressing you onto your mattress and pillows. You feel your boobs bouncying on your chest, and Yuuta's lustful eyes and mouth don't miss that chance to kiss and suck each one of them. Oh, you're close, you're so close...

"Yu-yuuta, gonna cum, go-gonna cum" You crying underneath him, and with his free hand he stimulates your clit. His grip on your wrists tight and sinful. You almost scream as the knot on belly gets tighter and tighter and, with a hard thrust of him, hitting the right spots, you scream when you come undone. Your orgasm making you see galaxies through your eyes, clenching on him as he picks up his pace and rides you through your high. He wants to cum too.

"So tight, so tight" He pounds hard on you, even faster than before. Praises slipping from his mouth like honey. Each word making your cunt holds him and helping he reach his own orgasm. "This cunt of your takes me so well, my wife, so hot around me-" He presses you hard on your mattress before giving you more thrusts and places his head on the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin when he finds relief inside you. "You're so good to me, s'good" He moans as he releases your wrists from above your head.

Your hands lean on his body softly caring him, his locks, his cheeks. He's still inside you, hot and warm. "I love you, I love you" you cool on the shell of his ear, shivers running down his spine. His hazy eyes on you when he withdrew from you, removing that used condom throwing it somewhere.

"my wife" he whispers when he kissed you sloppy. "I love you too." lazy smile upon his tender expression. "And I missed you a lot" he wraps you by your waist, caging you on a fondly cuddle. Your legs intertwined all over your messy mattress, sweat bodies and heavy breaths all over your bedroom.

"I missed you too" you cooed as your own embrace tighten around him, face buried on the crook of his neck as you feel sleep calling for you again. "I'm glad you're home."

His fingers curls around your locks gently. And you feel like you're on a dream. "Let's spend the whole day like this, what do you think?"

He chuckles and, when he kisses your forehead, you read all his unsaid promises on his burning eyes. "I'd love to, my wife"

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[lunatic-fandom-space]

Lets get this Episode 8 Bread babey

Ya girl gets all her things together, maybe cleans a lil (maybe gives her hamstet some food if I decide to give her one) before going out to the beach

Maybe Aphmau visits Emmalyn or Donna to basically tell her that shes in charge/she's supposed to take care of the farms n all that stuff and to say goodbye ofc

She quickly scurries to the docks, the bois Zenix n Garroth are already there and they have pretty much the same convos w/ Aphmau as they do in the OG Visher isnt in the Golden Lasso and also, the Golden Lasso isnt a thing. I remember it being pretty important later on for transportation n shit but for now, lets just say that his body is in a wooden crate or coffin of some kind and that they already put him abord

Might add a lil scene of Garroth explaining the basics of boats n shit at this point

And then she already sails away. Here I'd like to have her feel kinda bad and sad (bc yknow, shes delivering a husbands dead body to his wife) and maybe worried since shes never done something like this, at least initially. Then she could get happier over the course of her journey bc its exciting and fun and adventurous and all that, only for reality to hit again once she arrives

Oh shit Paul was there the whole time uhhhhhhh idk just have him be depressed under the deck or off to the side or something

Anyway, they get on land, carrying the crate w/ Visher in it and they have the same convo that they have in OG with Aph assuring Paul that he wont have to deliver the body before Aphmau enters Brightport. However, he will have to help her w/ the crate bc its really heavy

They look around the village, asks around a bit until they finds the house of Visher's Wife who does not appear to have a name (I like the name Daniella personally, but im not sure if she matters that much yknow), once they find her Aph n Paul exchange A Look and he leaves

Aphmau knocks on the door, delivers the body and Visher's Wife has the same reaction she does in the OG and Aph awkwardly leaves while profusely apologizing

Paul ran off somewhere so she walks around Brightport looking for him

I feel like I said that I would keep the hostile mobs but I havent really mentioned them since beyond "yea the villagers lock themselves in their homes bc they wanna avoid them" lol but yeah theres some zombies hangin around a house and she sees that a guard is having some trouble with them so she helps. She also tries to make some conversation after theyre done killing, but the guard remains in business-mode and just goes straight to their post again while telling Aph "Sorry, the Lord is not in right now. Come back some other time"

Holy hell why does she have many pets okay listen. Im letting her keep the cat bc I love them and also bc I feel like that would be a good pet for someone like Aphmau to have

She finally finds Paul, they have a small talk where Aphmau basically warns him that Visher's Wife is really not in a talking mood

I think Im gonna make it so she just stays the night at Brightport w/ Paul bc the only reason she seems to want to return is to pick up her pets which she doesnt have in my rewrite (not yet anyway, who knows if I'll change my mind or not)

Sigh. edit: She also has a key for some reason now?? Idk where she got it I apparently zoned out in just the right place where they showed it and Ive already rewatched significant portions of the episode so. yea theres no explanation given for now ig sry

OKAY judging by the titles of the oncoming episodes it looks like we might be getting to some of the juicier stuff im hyped

[bia-wayne-west]

Stolen kiss – Wally West

Synopsis: You are Wally's tutor of English literature, because you were in need of money to buy a dress. Iris would buy the dress if you helped Wally get a B+ in school. Wally realizes he has a crush on you and decides to steal a kiss from you

Characters: Wally West, Barry Allen, Íris West and Reader [Touch]

Warnings: None.

A / N: Sorry for the mistakes in English, I wrote this in a few minutes and I didn't have time to correct the words. I'm a Latin girl and I'm still learning English. Sorry.

I'm watching YJ and I'm completely in love with Wally's cuteness and how he becomes an idiot around girls. Lol. I hope you like my fic.

Requests are open

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[I imagine Wally is like that. Ginger, beautiful and cute.]

Wally West was never good at English literature. He always got C- or D, and that wasn't pleasing Batman or Aunt Iris. Batman decided that all members of Youth Justice should do well at school and get at least one B- at school to stay at YJ.

Your mother is best friend of Iris West and she commented to Iris about how you got A + in every class. Iris offered you $ 400 to teach her nephew and you agreed, since you needed $ 400 to buy a dress for your sister's wedding.

You went to Iris' house and Barry opened the door, a handsome blond man who was trying to be funny. You struggled to laugh after he told the third boring joke.

Iris called you to introduce Wally. You smiled when you saw the red-haired boy with pink cheeks and freckles on his face. He seemed to be cute and funny. Wally stammered when greeting you and you smiled at the scene. Wally wondered if you could hear his heart beat as fast as he could run.

— Wally, this is Y / N. She's my friend's daughter and will be your tutor. — Iris said, with a beautiful smile. She was so beautiful with red hair and bright eyes. Barry, her husband was a very lucky man.

— Hi, Wally. - You said, placing your backpack on the kitchen chair. You approached the boy and held out the hand that was taken by Wally's hand. He squeezed your hand slightly and you could have sworn he vibrated with the contact. — In the coming weeks, I will make you love English Literature.

— Ahh... — He said, trying to find words. — I'm good in other classes but I don't see anything interesting in English Literature.

— When we study Shakespeare, you will be confused at first but then you will love every word and poetry. - You said, trying to sound sweet and sincere.

— Y / N, do you want to have a drink or do you want to go to Wally's room to study? — Barry asked, entering the kitchen holding a shopping bag.

— Thank you, Mr. Allen, but I already had lunch. If Wally wants, we can start now. — You questioned Wally, who was looking at you as if you were a goddess and did not hear what you said. — Wally?

— What? — He asked, looking scared to you.

— Do you want to drink something or do you want to go to your room to study?

— To my room? — He said, it seemed that you spoke Greek. You giggled, grabbing your backpack from the chair and walking over to the redhead.

You put your hand on Wally's shoulder and squeezed it lightly. He was even more ashamed.

— Can you show me where your room is? My backpack is heavy and I have to be home before 7 pm.

— Of course. My room is upstairs. — He said, finally leaving the kitchen and heading towards the house stairs.

You followed the redhead, with your backpack on your back. Iris's house was large and there were several rooms. You followed Wally into a room with the blue door, that was full of band stickers and a big “DO NOT ENTER”.

The inside of the room was gray and had a double bed with a Simpsons sheet. A bookcase was full of comic books and teen books.

A black desk had an expensive computer and a gaming chair. You thought he spends the day playing video games. He turned on his bedroom television on a cartoon channel.

— Wally, I came to teach you English Literature and not to watch cartoons. — Your voice was in a high tone, showing that you were angry. Your body sat on the redhead's bed and started taking some books out of his bag. Wally also sat on the bed and you started teaching him some things about poetry.

(...)

It had been three weeks since you went to Wally's house every day to be his tutor. He was very hardworking and always looked at you with bright eyes. You were lying on Wally's bed while he read a poem he wrote about his favorite video game. As soon as he finished quoting the poem, you applauded him. He was learning fast.

— It's great, Wally. You'll get an A. — You celebrated, getting up from the bed and giving the redhead a hug. He stood and did not return the hug. He was always blushed next to you.

Did you ever hear Barry make a joke when Wally blushed when you said the boy was cute. You were so embarrassed by Barry's comment that you stopped looking at Wally's uncle.

It was only a week before Wally's grades arrived and you stopped being Wally's tutor. He looked sad that you wouldn't be going to his house anymore.

— Wally, I can come here to spend time with you, if you want. Can we be friends. — You said, still hugging the boy.

— I don't want to be your friend.

— Did I do something you didn't like? It's okay if you don't like me. If you get an A in English Literature I will be very happy.

Wally looked you in the eye for a few seconds. Your mouth opened to say something but you were stopped. Wally's lips beat against your lips. The redhead's hands went so quickly to your waist that you wondered if it was human speed.

You looked scared at the boy when he stopped kissing you. His cheeks were as red as his red hair. You let out a breath before you speak again

— Wally, what did you do?

— I like you, Y / N. You are so beautiful and cool, when you smiled at me, I felt my legs shake and it was like in the movies when a beautiful girl walks into the room. — He said, with his hands shaking in an odd way, they seemed to be vibrating. He was smiling like a fool and his lips had a bit of your MAC gloss.

— I don't know what to say, Wally. You are so cute and kind, I thought you were just being nice to me.

— Y / N, you are so amazing that all the guys in the world wanted to go on a date with you. - He said, still with the stupid smile on his face.

— And do you want to be the guy who is going on a date with me? I heard that an ice cream shop opened near my house, I think it would be a good idea to have an ice cream in the afternoon. — You said, running a hand through your hair while looking at the floor in Wally's room.

— Of course, it will be an honor to eat ice cream with you. — The red-haired boy said, taking your hand.

— I will let Iris know that you are taking me home. I bet your Uncle Barry is going to make a joke about it. — You said, ashamed. You picked up your bag and collected the books with Wally's help.

You went down the stairs, listening to Iris talking to Barry about putting a sprinter in the garden. When she saw you and the boy coming down the stairs, she smiled.

— Have you finished studying? Wally's teacher said he was doing great. Thank you, Y/N.

- Wally worked hard to learn. He will get a good grade. - You said, adjusting the bag strap on the shoulder.

— I will take Y / N home. - Wally said. Did you hear Barry hold a smile.

— It's a great idea, Wally. It is dangerous for a pretty girl to walk alone after 5 pm. — Iris spoke, while mixing a cake batter. — If you want to wait, I'll make a delicious banana cake.

— Sure, Mrs. Allen. All the cakes you make are incredible.

— Thanks for the compliment, dear. — Iris asked you to butter a cake pan so that she could bake the cake batter. — You are such a sweet and kind girl. I'd love I would love it if you and Wally were together.

You blushed and looked at the floor. Barry laughed and squeezed Wally's shoulder.

You helped Iris make the icing on the cake and make coffee. After you had a piece of cake and watched Wally and Barry eat 6 pieces each, you decided it was time to go home.

After you said goodbye to Iris and Barry, Wally walked beside you to your home. He looked nervous and he had a beautiful smile that made your stomach full of butterflies.

At some point along the way, you decided to hold Wally's hand. The red-haired boy was shaking and sweating. He was so cute.

As soon as you got home, you smiled at the boy.

— Thank you for accompanying me home. — You said, still holding Wally's hand. The boy looked at you intently and seemed to want to tell you something. Before he said anything, you leaned over and placed a small kiss on the redhead's soft lips.

Wally returned the kiss quickly. His hands went to his waist and his hands went to the boy's red hair. The kiss was so good.

As soon as his lips came off, he stroked your hair and gave you a bright smile. You gave the redhead a hug before walking to your front door.

— Come pick me up at 7:30 pm to have the ice cream.

Wally waited for you go into your house to do a victory dance. He checked that no one was looking and used his speedster speed to get home.

That was the beginning of your love story with Wally West.

[sci-fi-pony]

I couldn't resist :)

Also, I highly recommend this fic by MissAtomicBomb on AO3. It's amazing, and does a much better job of tackling this concept. (And it's been a few days since I checked the archive. I'm sure there's another dozen baby fics on there by now, lol.)

Warning: Spoilers for Lassie Come Home...

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After the initial excitement about their friends' engagement quieted down, Juliet managed to pull her husband aside. Between arresting the killer, the dual proposal, and filling in the SBPD on what happened, there hadn't been any time for them to address the big revelation of the night.

"So, how did you find out?" she asked, her hand unconsciously ghosting over her midsection.

"That's… a bit of a long story, actually. Involving a one-handed zombie and Gus's impending twitter ban. Might be better to save that for later."

"Yeah. Sounds like it."

She studied him a moment, trying to see past the casual smile to what he was really feeling. He could be a master at misdirection when it came to anything emotional, but those hazel eyes always gave away more than he realized.

"Come on," she said, grabbing his hand.

Shawn let her lead him into the office, a confused frown on his face. "Uh, shouldn't we be going to arrest Herschel? And we should definitely confiscate those ice chips before Gus gets his hands on them again."

"Vick already informed the SBPD of the situation and they're dispatching squad cars there right now," she told him, closing the office door and guiding them to the leather couch. The body had fortunately already been removed. "We'll join them in a minute. But first, we need to talk."

"Right." He dropped onto the couch, her taking a seat beside him. "Yeah. I guess we do." He paused, running a hand over his face as he gathered his thoughts. "How long have you known, Jules?"

"Not long. A few days."

"A few days?!" He stared at her in surprise, and maybe a tiny hint of hurt. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"I was planning to, but it never felt like the right time. Honestly, I wasn't sure how you would react," she admitted. "I didn't want you to freak out. We talked about this before, but as something for the future. Now it's suddenly here and it feels..."

"...a lot more real," he finished for her. "Yeah."

She squeezed his hand, a brief smile passing over her face as her fingers brushed the gold band. "Shawn, tell me what you're thinking. I mean, you are happy about this, aren't you? I know this wasn't how we'd planned it, but—"

"No," he jumped in quickly. "It's not that. I meant it when I said I wanted us to have kids. It's just… this is a lot sooner than we planned. And… I'm not sure I'm ready to be a dad. Actually, I know I'm not ready. I'll probably lose the baby the first time I take it to the park. Or teach it all the wrong things. Or pick the wrong watch order for its first Star Wars marathon. And don't even get me started on those singing Frozen toys; those things are evil."

Noting the level of panic rising in his voice, Juliet decided it would be best to step in. "Shawn. It's okay. This is my first baby, too, remember? We'll figure it out together. And, obviously, the original trilogy first. Always." She watched him for a moment before asking softly, "Shawn, what's really bothering you about this?"

He took a long breath, trying to sort his thoughts into words. She waited patiently, her thumb rubbing circles on their joined hands.

"I don't want to mess this up, Jules. Gus would be great at this. His family is, like, Hallmark movie levels of perfect. But I don't have that kind of template to work with. How am I even supposed to know what I should be doing? I don't…" He paused, hesitated, and finally added in a rushed breath, "I don't want my kid to hate me."

A warmth spread through her at the admission, along with a pang of sadness. His doubts made sense, given his own difficult family history. And she found it endearing that he was putting this much thought into their future lives together.

Releasing his hand, Juliet reached over and pulled him in for a kiss. He was surprised by the action, but quickly relaxed into it. When they pulled back, he tilted his head slightly in obvious confusion.

"Isn't it a little early yet for the mood swings to kick in? What was that for?"

"That was for being such a wonderful husband. And I don't have any doubt that you'll be an amazing father, Shawn. The fact you're so worried about this shows your heart's in the right place."

Seeing the doubt still lingering in his eyes, she shrugged. "Besides, it's not like I had role model parents, either. We don't have to raise our family the way they did. We've always done things apart from the usual ways, this isn't any different."

His frown melted into a loving smile at her words, no doubt remembering the many times their relationship had insisted on forging new trails. Nothing had ever been simple between them. And that was part of what made Juliet certain beyond any doubt that they were for forever.

He raised her hand to his lips, kissing it softly. "Juliet Spencer O'Hara, I love you. You're my person."

She grinned, that simultaneously sweet and goofy compliment was exactly what she loved about him. "I love you, too. And now…" she added, tone growing stern. "As touched as I am by the idea that you'd be willing to take a bullet for me… if you ever do something that stupid again, I will kill you. And I've been a detective long enough to know how to hide a body."

"Duly noted."

He hopped up from the couch, offering her a hand up as well. She accepted it and let him lead her back towards the main part of the bar.

"Hey, we need to get Gus and Selene on board this whole baby train, and fast," Shawn commented as they stepped around several CSU guys bagging evidence. "Little Starfish is going to need a best buddy."

Juliet shook her head. "Shawn, we are not naming our child Starfish."

"Agree to disagree, Sweetheart."

[A/N: Yes, I kept the “You’re my person” line from the original scene. It was such a cute moment!]

fic writers out there please write a canon divergence where Juliet is actually the one who is pregnant.

i’m happy for Gus and Selene and all, but BOY DO I NEED A SHULES BABY

[ahgasegotarmy116]

Just Take It | Bonus Drabble 4

Summary: You come home after a hard day at work and despite your best efforts you can't hep but let it upset you but he's always there to comfort you no matter how big or small your problems are. (A little glimpse into their future together) Pairing: Inexperienced f!reader x Best Friend's Dad Jungkook (20 year age gap) Word Count: 2.2K~ (y'all back to back hella long drabbles damn I'm on one tonight lmaoo) Warning: Some suggestive language but nothing crazy lol a/n: Damn I'm spoiling you guys but idk since I was able it get them done so quickly I thought why not 🤷🏻‍♀️ I promise I'll get back to the main storyline soon but these drabbles have been so cute I cant 😭 (written in one sitting and not edited cuz I need to go to bed lmao) Requested by: @pamzn 💜 Start from the beginning

I take a deep breath before getting out of my car after pulling up to the house.

I don't know why I'm so upset about what happened today. It wasn't even a big deal but something about it just struck a nerve.

Walking into the house I'm greeted by the sight of Jungkook already making dinner and just from that first glance I'm already feeling better.

"Welcome home Bunny. You're pretty late tonight" he says, focusing on the food that seems to be something that may or may not burn if he doesn't pay attention to it.

"Yeah I had some extra work to do so I figured I would just stay later tonight and get it all taken care of so I won't have to worry about it on Monday" I say, giving his a short version of what happened without telling him exactly what happened.

"Look at you, my darling little girl has been working so hard lately" he says as I walk up to him and give him a kiss. Glancing down at his adorable apron he's wearing.

"Maybe you should be my house husband. You look so cute wearing that and making me dinner. Could get used to this" I say getting up on my tippy toes to kiss him again and he smiles into it. "You know I would make a great one" he teases, rubbing his nose up against mine.

"Can you set the table for me baby? It's almost ready" he asks, turning back to whatever he decided to make us tonight. "Of course Daddy" I tease and he gives me a smirk before nodding towards the cabinet to do as he says.

"You still have enough time before it's ready if you wanna go upstairs and change. I know you hate wearing your work clothes all day" he says after I finish the task he had given me.

"Okay" I say and make my way upstairs to do just that but once I'm alone again that playful attitude dissipates and the emotions from before start creeping up again.

I make quick work of getting changed and once I head back downstairs I walk up to him and wrap my arms around him from behind, resting my head against his back, hoping that the feeling of being close to him will take it all away and it does but I can't help but let out a few tears to get some sense of relief.

"What's the matter Bunny?" he asks, the few tears I've let fall having fallen on his shirt and dampened it and soon I let out a soft sniffle which then has him turning around to face me. Caressing my cheek, seeing the sadness written all over my face.

"Baby tell me what's wrong" he says, trying to coax the answer out of me but when the tears start to fall more freely he pulls me in and rests my head against his chest, rubbing my back and telling me to let it all out.

"I should've known something was wrong when you called me Daddy. You only do that when you're upset and not feeling well" he mumbles to himself. He places a kiss on the crown of my head before grabbing my hips and setting me on the counter, trying to make us be at eye level so he can talk to me.

When he does that though I just pull him in closer, letting out a few more cries into the crook of his neck before I start to calm down, my sniffles becoming less frequent and my tears running dry.

He leans back and tilts his head to the side trying to catch my eye and when I still don't look at him he straightens back up and tilts my chin up so he can look at my face, studying me to see if he can read any signs before asking me any questions.

"Did the other interns leave the rest of their work for you to finish up?" he asks, hitting the nails right on the head and I nod while he wipes off my tears, grabbing one of the tissues off the counter to help.

"You gotta tell someone about that. It's not your job to pick up the slack for everyone else" he says, reminding me of the fact that I'm only there to do what I'm responsible for.

"I know but I'm still the new girl so I don't wanna rock the boat already" but he shakes his head at my answer. "You can't let people take advantage of you like that love, they're there to work too so they should be able to finish up their workload just like you do everyday" he says and I nod my head, knowing that in theory but still not wanting to get anyone in trouble.

"Weren't you guys all supposed to go out for drinks after work tonight?" he asks, remembering how excited I was about finally getting invited to spend time with my coworkers outside of office hours.

"Yeah but they said something along the lines of 'Go ahead and finish this up and when you're finished text one of us and we'll let you know if we're still hanging out. Although I think we're probably gonna finish up early tonight'" I repeate what the clearly self appointed queen bee of the total of five interns in our department said to me.

"Oh Bunny" he says, pulling me in for another hug as I let out a sob, still a little emotional about it. "You've had a hard time at work all week and then they go and do this. If you don't tell somebody then I will" he says trying to come to my defense but I just laugh at his protective nature.

"It's alright. I'll email our supervisor and let her know what's been going on" I say and he pulls back and looks me straight in the eyes. "You promise?" he says pointedly and I nod my head, leaning in for a kiss, "I promise" I reassure and he looks at me clearly still suspicious but letting it go for now.

"Honey" I say, grabbing his attention when he decides to head over to the sink and get me a glass of water. "What's up?" I asks, and I look over at the stove before looking back over at him.

"I think your sauce is burning" I say with a cringe and he places the cup that he had been holding down before hurriedly going to turn the stove off, taking it off the heat and assessing the damage.

"I'm sorry" I say, feeling bad for taking his attention off the food he had clearly put a lot of time and effort into based off of all the dirty dishes I see littered around the kitchen.

"It's alright Darling you have nothing to be sorry about. I should've been more careful and turned the stove off" he admits and I take the spoon out of the pan and taste the sauce, doing my best to keep a poker face as he watches me attentively, waiting to see if it's completely ruined.

I place the spoon back into the pan and he waits with bated breath. "So?" he says and I nod my head and swallow down what I had in my mouth. "Yeah it's good" I say and grants me a shocked expression.

"Really?" he asks and then does the same thing I did, surprised that it's still edible. "No" I giggle once he closes his lips around the spoon leaving him yanking it out of his mouth and rushing over to the sink to spit it out, grabbing the cup nearby and using it to gargle and hopefully get the taste out of his mouth.

"That's disgusting! How did you even eat that?" he asks, truly impressed with my tastebuds. "I didn't try very much. Plus I think your reaction was a little dramatic don't you think?" I tease while he gulps down a whole glass of water.

"We clearly have very different pallets because that is horrible" he says, filling up his glass one last time and gargling one more time before placing it in the sink.

"I really am sorry it got ruined" I apologize again but he shakes him head. "You're more important to me than any wacky new recipe I was trying out" he says, cupping my face in both hands and placing a big dramatic smooch on my lips.

"Should we order your favorite?" he offers, pulling up the food delivery app we tend to use. "You don't wanna pick this time?" I ask, remembering that I was the one who chose last time.

"No it's okay you had a bad day so you can pick this time. I'll just choose the next two times we order out" he says and I nod my head. "Sounds fair. Just please, don't pick anything weird again" I cringe, remembering the last time we tried something new.

"Hey! I liked those vegan shrimp burgers" he says, crossing his arms over his chest making me laugh at his pouting face. "Whatever you say Honey. Now hurry up and put your order in too I'm starving" I admit, remembering that I skipped lunch.

"You didn't lunch today huh?" he says, reading my thoughts as soon as they pop in my head. "I swear you're some kind of mindreader" I say, walking past him to get finally get that water that had been promised to me on my own.

As soon as I turn on the faucet I'm granted a slap on the ass making me yelp from the surprise of it. "What was that for?" I groan rubbing the tender flesh and he giggles pulling me in for a kiss running his hands down my back before resting on my ass giving it a squeeze.

"I told you if you wear those little pajama shorts around the house I can't be held accountable for my actions" he smiles against my lips and I hum into the kiss when he pulls me in a bit closer.

"Mmm nope I'm too tired and hungry" I say, pulling away from the kiss and he tries to chase my lips but I turn my face to the side so he ends up kissing me on the cheek instead.

He kisses my cheek a few times but then when I think he's finished he licks a long stripe from my jaw to my cheek bone and it try to wiggle out of his hold but he's got an iron grip around my waist.

"Ew you weirdo let go of me" I say squirming while he laughs, thoroughly enjoying my reaction. "Aw come on I thought I was Daddy tonight" he says, switching to ticking my sides now, no doubt a distraction and a thorough effort in keeping me from getting upset again.

"Okay okay fine Daddy please s-stop" I call out, still trying to get away from his poking and prodding and when he finally lets go I run to the other side of the room to make sure he can't get ahold of me again and just when I think I'm safe he's tackling me down onto the sofa.

"Okay okay I give up you win!" I say, hoping that this tactic will get him to leave me alone. "What do I win?" he asks, amusement written all over his face and when I lean in to whisper all kinds of naughty things in his ear his face goes from amused to seductive real quick.

"Oh yeah?" he rasps and I nod my head and he gets off of me and pulls me up by my hands and starts to try to pull me upstairs. "No no no I didn't say right now! We've got food on the way!" I say trying to remind him of what we've been waiting for this whole time he's been playing.

"Come on they won't be here for like another fifteen minutes" he argues and as soon as he completes his sentence the doorbell is ringing leaving him groaning at the contradiction to his claims.

"See I told you!" I tease while he walks over and opens the door to get the food and thank the driver.

"Yes! Come on let's eat!" I say grabbing one of the bags and rushing over to the kitchen table and start pulling the food out.

"Well I guess I know where your loyalties lie" he sighs and trudges over to the table. "Oh come on you crybaby. First eat this and then you can eat me later if you want to" I taunt and his eyes light up at the though and I swear I can see him drooling.

"Deal!" he says and we spend the rest of the night laughing and loving until the sun comes up. What did I do to get so lucky? No matter how long we've been together that is always my last thought before I go to bed and the first thought I have when I wake up next to him in the morning.

Our relationship might not be the most conventional but I wouldn't have it any other way.

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we didn’t get the house 😔 thank you for all the positive thoughts 💕😚

i'd love some positive vibes sent to me and my little fam if you've got some to spare 🥺 we've been looking for a house for a very long time and we finally found one we love. the market is absolute shit right now and i have yet to feel like a house is for us, and i just love this one 🥺 maybe i'll get a house for my birfday 💕