#i can't sleep so y'all get a tiny edit

[espectres]

❝ 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙪, 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧? ❞

[captain-mj]

I have an idea.

Werewolf 141, except Soap who is a Wulver. This does not get discovered until Soap starts leaving fish on Ghosts desk.

Listen... Listen... Wulvers are one of my favorite creatures (ignore that I have a ridiculous amount) and I fucking love this. Also wrote this super sleep deprived and I did not edit so good luck y'all

Ghost stared at the fish on his desk for a stupid amount of time.

Was this a prank? It was a weird prank. Maybe if he was a cat shifter, it would make sense, but this was... odd. He didn't even get the joke.

Slowly, he knocked the fish into the trashcan.

Alright, just gonna... ignore that.

He grabbed the paperwork and went back to work as normal.

The next time, Price was with him. They both just stared at the fish.

"Why is there a fresh caught carp on your desk?"

"I don't know." Ghost was now angry. It was annoying, gross and made the room smell awful. He didn't fucking like fish normally, why the fuck would he want it RAW and WET on his desk. "Do you want it?"

Price grabbed it immediately. "Yeah. I'll give it to the cooks or something... Who did you piss off?"

"A dead man." Ghost growled. Whoever was doing this was going to keep a chunk taken out of them. Maybe lose a leg too. He staked out in his office for a while but caught nothing.

Ghost didn't bring it up to anyone else just yet. The culprit might get skittish and stop.

Instead, Ghost shifted and sat under his desk one day. He was a large wolf, but he had made sure he could fit under his desk when he got it. At the time, it had been for if he wanted to take a break from paperwork, not hide out in an attempt to catch a criminal. His insomnia would keep him up forever anyway.

When he woke up to a fish, now placed right in front of his nose, he almost went ballistic.

The nerve.

The audacity.

How had they managed to not wake him up? He woke up at everything! A FNG sneezed on the other side of the base and he woke up!!

Soap noticed something was wrong. "You alright, Lt?"

"I'm fucking fine." He snapped, narrowing his eyes at Soap.

Soap winced. "Aye..." Ghost shoved down the feeling he got from that. He didn't have time to feel bad!

"Have you seen anyone acting weird lately?"

"How so sir?"

"Coming in with wet hands. Going near where my office is. Lingering."

Soap looked confused. "No. I can't say I have. What's going on?"

"Nothing." Ghost grabbed his tea and escaped into his new room. Luckily, there's no fish to deal with. His room is clear. Thank goodness.

His office... His safe space... No longer safe...

Okay, a touch dramatic there. Ghost drank his tea and told himself that he needed to focus on work, not his tiny mystery.

He woke up again. Head down on his desk. Tea cold. Was there a fucking gas leak? Since when did he sleep so much?

Soap was there.

With a trout.

"You motherfucker." Ghost threw himself over the desk, watching Soap jump back and start sprinting down the halls. He chased after him. Soap tried to shift to get away, but that was ineffective. Ghost slammed into him, sending them both tumbling to the ground before he got his arm around his throat.

"I don't care if you look like a mutt, I'll still kick your ass. Now shift back and explain yourself."

Soap did not shift back, instead wiggling to try to get away. Ghost tightened his grip until Soap stopped fighting him. He slowly shifted back, clearly embarrased.

"Hey, Lt. Fancy seeing you here."

"Why? Just why?"

"So... ya see... I am not a werewolf."

"You turned into a wolf, did you fucking not?"

"Actually.... I am a wulver."

"A wulver?"

"I uh... bring people fish."

"Why me?? Why did you bring me fish??" Ghost sounded accusatory.

Soap stuttered.

"Don't wulvers do that for people who are poor? Or can't feed themselves?"

Soap looked panicked.

"Fuck you."

"I'm sorry!" Soap yelped. "I don't know. i just wanted to... do something for you."

Ghost glared but dropped him. "Don't do it again."

Soap shakily gave him a thumbs up.

"I like mugs. Give me those next time."

"Yes, sir."

[gyll-yee-haw]

ok but imagine jake has been away filming for so long and one time when you talk through the phone late at night you tell him you miss him sm and along the lines you say sth like „i can’t even come without you anymore” and he goes insane on dirty talk just to be at your doorstep the next day i-

PLEASE, I FOUND THIS ON MY DRAFTS FROM LITERALLY YEARS AGO 😭

I edited a bit and decided to give y'all an early Christmas presents, love you <3

Warnings: masturbation, phone sex, mentions of a reader who struggles to cum, very desperate reader, tiny mentions of being tied up and a lil dom!Jake.

You and Jake had been together long enough for you to get used to all his travels and how busy he got at work. But you still didn't.

He was now away for almost three months. You were losing your mind.

It was another one of those nights when you walked into your bedroom and sighed sadly before going to bed. Jake wasn't there to hold you. To talk to you with his sweet and relaxing voice while you rested your head on his chest and fell asleep.

That must be why sleeping was so hard. Why you kept tossing and turning and sighing frustratedly. You were angry. Sad. Exhausted. You gave up and decided to call him. You hated to bother him and you didn't want him to feel guilty for working so hard. But taking to him was usually the only thing that made you feel better on nights like that.

"Hi, love." He greeted you happily.

"Hey… oh god, it's so good to hear your voice." You told him, feeling a little better already.

"It's great to hear yours too." He chuckled. "So, how was your day?"

The two of you spent a few minutes telling each other stories that happened since the last time you talked. It was amazing, he warmed your heart and made you laugh a lot.

But at some point, the atmosphere got a little sad again.

"I just wish you were here with me." He told you. "Everytime I go out I see something and think 'I bet y/n would love this'… would be a lot more fun if you were here."

"Yeah, I think about you all day too." You said. "And then I curse you for being so fucking hot."

"What do you mean, honey?" He laughed.

"I'm desperate." You admited. "I'm so used to you fucking me so good. And now I can't even cum without you anymore."

There was a little moment of silence on the phone.

"Wait…" He finally said. "Are you telling me you didn't cum at all these last months?"

When Jake traveled for only a few days, you always made a deal to not masturbate, cause when you saw each other again, it would be awesome. But since he would be away for months, you agreed it would be okay, in case you needed to.

"No, all I do is disappoint myself." You shrugged.

"We need to fix that, baby…" He suggested. "Come on, do you want my help? I'm here now... listen to my voice and do what I say, okay, princess?"

Something about that drastic change on the tone of the conversation gave your stomach butterflies.

"Okay... what... what should I do?" You asked.

"Okay, listen to me." He instructed you. "You're gonna lay on your back. Take your panties off. Flex your knees like I was on top of you and you were wrapping them around my waist... like you could feel me deep inside you, remember that feeling?"

Your heart was racing. You really hoped that would work, cause he was getting you worked up now.

You followed every step of his plan, and told him: "Done".

"Good girl. Now spit on your fingers and start touching your pussy until you're wet enough."

You brought your fingers to your mouth, then guided them to your folds, trying to recreate the path Jake's tongue usually follwed. But it still felt like you were touching any other part of your skin. It wasn't like that with Jake. Whenever he just LOOKED at your pussy he already had you bucking your hips.

"Baby?" He called after you were silent for too long.

"It's boring." You told him.

"Use your imagination, honey." He chuckled. "If I was there, what would you like me to do to you?"

"Anything you wanted. Absolutely anything at all."

"Oh yeah?" You could hear the smirk on his voice. "I think I would like to tie your hands above your head and rub the tip of my cock on your clit until you were crying. Then I would shove it inside you at once, and fuck you mercilessly, make you look like a dumb little slut, absolutely speechless, but so fucking beautiful with her eyes rolled back, screaming my name…"

"Fuck." Now you were wet. And even more desperate than before. There wasn't a single cell on your body that didn't crave his touch. "You're making it worse…"

"Oh my God, baby…" He ignored your negativity. "You can't imagine how fucking hard I am for you now."

"Let me see!!!" You begged. "Let's FaceTime instead."

"No, keep touching yourself." He said firmly.

"Please, I can't do it…" You insisted.

"I am helping you, angel. You have to learn how to take care of yourself when I'm not home." He explained.

"What about a video? Or just a photo?"

"Don't be a little brat just because I'm not there to slap you. I can simply turn my phone off and go to sleep, leave you on your own. Is that what you want?"

"No, sorry, sir…"

"Good. Now touch your clit, baby… just I do, you know how you like it."

You closed your eyes and tried to picture the things he said before. You lead two fingers to your clit and started rubbing it slowly. At first, it still felt like nothing. But when you hit just the right spot, your back arched and you moaned.

"Yes, good girl… feel good, huh?" He reacted to your moans.

"Yes, Jakey… fuck…"

You kept rubbing that very specific spot and moaning just to let Jake know you were feeling good. Still wasn't as good as it was when he did it with his big fingers, but at least you were feeling something.

"You sound so beautiful right now, angel. Wish I was there to taste you. That's why I don't wanna FaceTime you, honey. Do you think I'm not dying to see that pretty pussy? Of course I am, but it hurts that I can't put my mouth on it. Lick it real good until your legs are shaking around my head. I miss it so much, fuck…"

His words alone were driving you crazy, but it was the sound of him stroking his cock that made your pussy clench around nothing.

"Talk to me, pretty girl. I'm stroking my cock, thinking of you too." He asked sweetly.

"Fuck... need you… what if I can't do it?"

"You can do it, baby. Don't you feel good right now? Rub it harder, baby."

"Hhmm... I need to cum so bad…" You grew more desperate as time passed and you couldn't even imagine how terrible it would be to not be able to do it that night.

"You will, angel. Looks like I'm gonna have to give you a lesson about patience when I come back." He threatened you, and you would do anything to have those lessons now.

The waves kept coming and going. Just when you thought were going to cum, you got all excited but it went away. You were so fucking wet that your fingers slipped through your folds and you missed the spot several times, making you sigh frustratedly. Jake knew it usually didn't take you that long, and he was getting close himself, just picturing you laying there desperate, soaked, legs in the air, rubbing your pussy so hard while you thought about him.

"I can't do it, I can't." You cried out.

"Please, babygirl." He was the one begging now. "Please cum for me, be a good girl for me, I can't hold it much longer…"

You closed your eyes and imagined he was sitting right beside you, ready to shoot his load on your belly and your breasts. It was a pretty realistic fantasy, cause you could hear his moans through the phone, indicating he was really close.

That was it. Suddenly, another one of those waved came. This one was so strong, and just wasn't going away like the others did.

"OH FUCK!" You moaned loud and excitedly. "I'm coming right now, oh my God, right… now... fuuuuck…"

"Yes, babygirl, do it…" He said, feeling his own orgasm building. "Don't stop, oh fuck…"

Fucking finally. It had been so long. Your back arched and all your muscles flexed and you moaned during every second of it. When your body relaxed, you weren't capable of doing anything, not even thinking.

"Baby, talk to me, fuck." Jake called for the third time, but you didn't even hear the first ones.

"I did it." You told him, all smiley. "I'm in heaven, I swear. Fuck... I needed this, so bad..."

"Proud of you, babygirl." He chuckled. "But you should have told me this so much earlier."

"I definitely should." You agreed. "Do you think we can do this again someday?"

"Not a chance." He sighed frustratedly. "I swear I'm getting on the first plane tomorrow. My baby needs me and it breaks my heart to not be there for her..."

After all, you knew that both of you could touch yourselves all you wanted, even together like you just did, but nothing would compare to the real thing.

[trulyyours-rune]

I know I have made many requests but I can't help it, my head is full of ideas 🙈

Imagine having a foster child with Bill starting in 2023, what would he be like as a parent? Having family moments when they go for a walk somewhere, taking turns knowing which of the two has to feed him or change his diaper, Bill showing his son in the live he does with the boys, etc.

Hello I have marriage papers right here- what I didn't say anything you did.

Warnings: Fluff, nothing else-

(C/n) = Child's name

Bill Kaulitz x Male Reader

Having a 6 year old foster child wasn't exactly easy, but you've always tried you're best for him. Showing that he's safe and sound.

You even got your son one of the most friendliest dogs that are good with children as a therapy dog. Your son and that cat were always seen together. The dog was fluffy and could often be seen cuddling with your son. (😭)

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The sound of the Tv was in the background playing faintly. Some simple kid cartoons for your child. Sad part was, he was in foster care. He was sensitive to many things, and you made sure all those things were out of his way.

He didn't overly have any friends, and he was a lonely kid so you got a therapy/emotional support dog. Those. Two. Were. Inseparable.

(C/n) would panic whenever he couldn't find the dog, then the dog would walk in and it seemed like nothing happened.

(C/n) tended to be clingy at times, hugging the dog, wanting "up" (being held) by you, and when Bill came around, constant cuddling.

Bill was excited once he knew you adopted a child, and yes you warned him it was a foster child. He felt bad for the kid and so he decided to give the kid the best childhood.

(C/n) loved him, Bill was a kind being around his son. Bill always played with him, held him, and did anything for this child.

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"Daddy!" A tiny voice came from (C/n)'s room. "Mm... I'll get him." Bill mumbled out, rubbing his eye. "Thank you, love." You whispered, Bill smiled a bit and got up, stretching his arms and walking over to his son's room.

He silently opened (C/n)'s door, welcoming to a small voice saying "Daddy, I can't find (D/n (Dog's name))" "He's-" Bill looked behind him, a dog came up behind him. "Here." He opened the door a bit to reveal a dog with a wide smile. "(D/n)!" The small child called out, seeming happy.

The dog walked over and climbed onto the bed, plopping down right beside (C/n) and smiling. Bill smiled "I love you, (C/n), get some sleep, okay?" Bill smiled, closing the door.

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Next morning the rest of the band was supposed to be coming over for a visit. You were busy cleaning up the place, while Bill had the duty to look out after (C/n).

You walked in the living room, rubbing your hands on a cloth from recently scrubbing at counters and tables. Turns out you walked in on (C/n) passed out on Bill while he stroked (C/n)'s back softly. Some cartoon was in the background as always, and Bill was dozing.

You smiled at the cute sight in front of you, but your attention was turned towards the door being knocked on. (C/n) woke up, perking his head up with tired eyes and a bed head.

(Y'ALL I'M SORRY I GET LIKE 3 HOURS OF SLEEP A NIGHT AND I'M SO TIRED- I let my friend know to scream at me to finish this story so dw <3)

(THIS WILL BE EDITED FOR SURE-)

[not-really-a-writer]

Mother's Day Collection

multiple x mom!reader

I know its early for this but anyway in honor of mothers day coming up soon (<2weeks y'all) I present to you 5 domestic life scenes involving mom/pregnant reader x my personal fav clone troopers.

I mean for these to take place in a modern AU/happy fix-it type AU where the war ended and clones have normal lives. 18+ only, plz.

Lemme know which one is your fav ;) **EDIT** I made a part 2

Warnings: lots of kissing. mentions of: abandonment, adoption, Codywan, divorce, cheating, pregnancy. description of breastfeeding. allusions to oral f receiving^, pregnancy sex~, really bad body image issues! post-baby body.

Captain Rex x mom!reader

Clone Medic Kix x mom!reader

🔥ARC Trooper Fives x pregnant!reader (~)

Captain Gregor x mom!reader

🔥Commander Wolffe x mom!reader (^)

Babybug

Captain Rex x mom!reader

You wake up to the faint sound of your daughter's laughter drifting upstairs to your room. It's still early, but not too early. You roll over to face your lover. “Rex…”, you whisper, but his space in the bed is empty. The smell of pancakes and coffee then fill your nose. They must be up to something downstairs.

You descend the stairs and round the corner toward the kitchen where you catch sight of them: your daughter dressed up in a little apron, and Rex guiding her as she carries a small bowl of cut up fruit toward the kitchen table. "Good job, babybug," he says gently, lifting her up so she can place the bowl in the middle of the table. "Yay!" your daughter says when he offers her a high-five. "Mommy loves fruit," she says happily raising her tiny hand to his large one.

Rex was not the father of your daughter. Her father left you when you were pregrant, leaving you broke and alone. Rex had stepped into your life shortly after and filled the role without hesitation. He took to it as naturally as breathing. He never acted like it was a burden, dealing with your child. It was as if he was there from the start. For your babybug, Rex would be the father she deserved.

"She does," he agrees. You watch him set the table with your daughter's help. "Ok we'll go get Mommy in a minute," he says to her, cleaning up their hands in the sink.

You suppress a giggle, quietly retreating back up the stairs to bed. You crawl in and get ready to start your day with a 'surprise.'

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Precious Moments

Clone Medic Kix x mom!reader

You are rudely pulled back to consciousness by the sound of your crying infant in the next room. Ughhhh. You swear you had just closed your eyes from the last time you were awake. You check the time. Yup. It had only been two hours since your head hit the pillow. Time for another feeding.

You pull on your robe and get out of bed. Kix rustles slightly under the warm blankets. You can't help but feel jealous of his peaceful state. However, you had insisted on trying out exclusive breastfeeding. And since you were the one with the breasts and mammary glands, this meant you would be responsible for all the feedings. ALL of them.

You blink yourself awake with several deep breaths as you go to your infant's side. She's beautiful, and barely over a week old. Some of your frustration melts away. You scoop her up delicately, and cradle her to your breast. Then, you take a seat in your rocker and settle in. She's a slow feeder, and you know you're going to be awake for a while.

Her little mouth struggles to get a good latch. You try to position her but she gums and mouths at your nipple roughly. "OW!" you wince in a whisper, trying to bear the pain. The frequent feedings and trouble latching made your nipples raw. But you were determined not to give up.

"Everything ok?" you hear a sleepy Kix whisper. He is standing in the doorframe of your daughter's room, leaning on one arm. "Yeah, I got this. Go back to sleep," you reply quietly, trying not to distract your infant from her latching effort. You know that Kix has to go in early tomorrow for work. Er, today that is. In a few hours.

Instead of leaving, Kix walks toward you, sleepy expression full of love as he takes in the sight before him. His wife. His baby girl. Things he thought he would never have. He comes to the side of your rocker and places his arm across your back, wraps around your shoulder, and places a kiss to the top of your head.

He stands there watching your daughter suckle away. "I'm proud of you for doing this," he says to you. "But there's nothing wrong with letting me taking over feedings if you want. Formula is nearly identical to human milk anyway."

"I know," you say. You had the privilege of paid maternity leave which allowed you to stay up all these restless nights without much consequence. "But doing this lets me spend more time with her," you say, looking up at Kix. And it was true. Feedings had become a special time between you and your daughter.

Kix leans down to give you a soft kiss on your lips. "No fair," he teases, walking away to pull up an ottoman to sit on. "What if I want to spend time with her too?" he asks lightly.

Kix sits with you quietly until your daughter finishes feeding. He offers to burp her and lay her back down while you rub ointment on your sore nipples.

As you climb in bed together to catch a little more sleep before the sun rises completely, he pulls you close, taking in the scent of your hair. This life was everything he had dreamed of. The beauty and stillness in these early morning moments with you and your daughter were precious to him. And he was going to take them in any chance he got. Sleep can wait.

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Your Body is Amazing

arc trooper fives x pregnant!reader

You lie on your side while Fives gently thrusts into you from behind. In your spooning position, he leans up until is able to see your swollen tummy - full of his child - and this spurs him on even more. He speeds up his thrusts ever so slightly, but this isn't doing anything good for you.

Somehow, the feeling of him inside you, though pleasurable, has set off a series of cramps in your lower abdomen. You wince under the uncomfortable feeling and throw your hand back onto Fives' hip to still his movements. "Stop," you say through the pain.

He stops instantly. A million terrible thoughts flash through his head as he tries to maintain composure. "What's wrong," he says, voice wracked with guilt thinking he may have hurt you. He leans over to see your face.

"I don't know. Cramps or something?" you begin to breathe faster as you start to panic. You sit up and move to the edge of the bed. "It's just...really uncomfortable."

Fives sits behind you, holding you securely in his arms. You place your hand below your bulging stomach to try to soothe the pain. "Ugh, I don't know what happened..." you say, unsure of why your body was responding this way. "Is it going away?" he asks, smoothing his hands up and down your arms. He is concerned about you. And the baby.

"I think so. It's better now, I think," you say. Fives brings your robe over to you and drapes it around your shoulders. "I'm going to call Kix, just in case," he says, putting on his pants.

After a conversation with Kix, both of your minds are put at ease. As it turns out this kind of thing is normal, especially late in pregnancy like you are, and it doesn't hurt the baby.

Still, the cramps don't feel good when they do happen. You try to resume your activities later that day, and you find the cramps returning. "I'm sorry," you gasp out to Fives, "It's happening again."

As soon as the words leave your mouth, he stops his movements. You feel a little guilty. A little angry at your body for betraying you and Fives like this.

"Hey, hey... it's ok," he says, pulling out of you and wrapping his arms around you reassuringly again. "What are you sorry for?"

"Y-you can keep going, " you say hesitantly, "Kix said it doesn't hurt the baby."

"But it hurts you," Fives says, pulling you closer. "I don't want anything that makes you uncomfortable."

You roll over to face him and answer his question. "I was saying sorry because I know that other women are able to keep having sex during pregnancy without any issues. I don't know why my body is so messed up. Why it's doing this!" you say, breaking down.

Fives pulls you in and brings his forehead to meet yours. You can feel him shaking his head slowly. "Listen, darling" he says, placing his fingers under your chin. "Look." He lets your eyes follow his fingers as they trace down your body to rest on your belly. His eyes return to yours as he says with complete sincerity, "Your body is amazing. Perfect in every way."

He cuddles you and lets you know that he will easily forgo sex rest of the pregnancy, and for however long you needed if it wasn't comfortable for you. "Because I promised to love you, no matter what," he says.

Out of all the men in the galaxy, you realize that you had chosen one who would be by your side in sickness or in health, pregnancy or other wise. It was then that you knew you had chosen the right man to be your husband and father of your child to be.

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Join Us for a Trip?

Captain Gregor x mom!reader

"Are you sure you want to do this?" you ask, giving him a chance to bail if he really wants to. "This isn't a relaxing type of vacation, it's a theme park trip with kids." you say slowly and clearly. "Four parks. All day. Open to close each day. A trip with my kids."

You had only been with Gregor for a few months. He had recently gone through a divorce in the last year, and so had you. Both your spouses had cheated on you, (with other people) and perhaps it was on that common ground you built your relationship. But it was also other things. You genuinely loved his personality. And he was getting to know and love you as well.

Gregor did not have kids of his own, but he did spend a lot of time around them. Being close with Commander Cody meant he spent plenty of time around his and Obi Wan's adopted children. You had slowly introduced Gregor to your kids only recently.

Gregor cocks his head to the side. "I know. And I'm sure I wanna do it. I've gone on vacation with the Kenobi's before," he says, referring to a time when he and his now ex-wife joined Obi Wan, Cody and their kids on a camping trip.

"Yeah, well, this is different. It will be just us two and my kids. Meaning... we're outnumbered," you say. Your three boys were generally well-behaved, but they got excited on trips and were sometimes hard to handle. And you were right. Even with Gregor, you were still only two.

"Oh I've been outnumbered before, " Gregor tosses back at you. "Gonna take more than that to make me back down," he adds, crossing his arms over his chest.

His enthusiasm is hard to compete with, so you finally drop it and let him come with you on your theme park trip. And you don't regret it one bit.

Gregor helps you lug the stroller around and navigate the park to get from one place to the next. He takes pictures, carries your bags, holds the umbrella when it rains, and offers to go on all the rides that the boys are afraid to go on by themselves. He also goes on the other ones they want to ride that would otherwise make you sick. While they stand in the long lines for rides, you take your youngest to see a few shows and to get some shopping done. He isn't afraid to be silly with your middle son, making your oldest son cringe. But he somehow manages to be effortlessly cool enough at times that you see your oldest looking up to him. Maybe it is that ex-commando swagger he has.

At the hotel, he helps you wrangle the boys in and get them to settle down to sleep at the end of the day. You know in his past life, he was a Captain in the GAR, and probably used to doing his fair share of wrangling unruly young men.

When you finally get to settle into bed together, fully knowing there's no chance of sex with your kids in the other bed just a few feet away, you look over at him apologetically. "One park down, three to go. Ready for day two tomorrow?" you ask, expecting him to vent at least a bit of frustration from today. Instead, you find nothing but kindness and understanding in his dark amber eyes. "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't, " Gregor says with grin, peppering your face with sweet kisses.

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Nothing Fits

Commander Wolffe x mom!reader

You and your husband, Wolffe, are getting ready to go to a summer BBQ party with your work associates. Wolffe is already fashionably dressed and ready to go because that's the kind of sharp fellow he is. Always on top of things. He has the baby bag packed so all you have to do is to get him out of his crib and be on your way. Well, that and you have to finish getting dressed. That would be easy, but you feel like a mess.

You rummage around your dresser and closet trying to find a cute summer outfit, but nothing fits. It was now six months since you gave birth to Wolffe's son, but you were nowhere near your pre-pregnancy size.

Toward the end of the war, you had served in the GAR as an intelligence officer. That was actually how you met the dashing Commander. You had once been fit with toned, defined muscle but that all changed once you had the baby. You simply felt like a shapeless, amorphous blob.

You could picture all the other wives and girlfriends who were going to be at the party with their svelte bodies. Some of them were also mothers, with babies younger than yours! So what excuse did you have?

You felt like you didn't measure up to them. And worse, you felt like you didn't deserve your handsome Commander, easily the hottest man at any party. You could hear the whispers and gossip already. "How can he be with her?" "He can do better." And you know he can. You've seen the caliber of drop dead gorgeous women whose heads he's turned. How could you compete with them? You feel like a fool.

After more digging, you put on some of the only clothes you have that fits your body. Some frumpy underwear, stretchy shorts, and a big baggy t-shirt.

The sight of yourself in the mirror causes you to cry out in frustration. In all your rummaging, you came across outfit after outfit that you used to fit into. You lament how all your cute stuff doesn't fit. How your body doesn't look like it used to. You were going to show up looking like a bag of trash next to Wolffe, making him look like an idiot for being with you.

"Mesh'la?" you hear him enter your bedroom. He must have heard your frustrated cries. You quickly wipe the tears from your eyes and turn to face him. "Ok, I'm ready," you say, trying to hold it all in.

The baby is still down for his nap, so Wolffe softly closes the door and crosses the room before calling you out. "No, you're not," he says, brow wrinkling in thought as he stares directly at your face. He can sense something is wrong. "What's wrong?" he asks softly, his mismatched eyes gazing into yours with worry.

"Nothing fits!" you cry out, tears streaming down your face. He reaches out and pulls you to his chest, hands smoothing up and down your sides. "That's an easy fix. Let's just go get some clothes that fit," he offers.

"It's not that easy...," you say, tears still flowing. "I don't want to get new clothes. I just want to fit into my old stuff!"

"Why? Getting new stuff can be fun - " he offers before you cut him off. "Because I want to be smaller! Like I used to be. When I looked good," you say in frustration.

"And you don't think you look good now?" he asks quietly after you calm down a bit. You wipe your tears and back away from him, looking up in disbelief. "Look at me," you say hollowly, holding your arms out to the side.

"Oh I see you, mesh'la," Wolffe says. "Ugly," you mumble in response to the nickname he uses as he begins to circle around behind you.

"What did you say?" Wolffe asks, but it sounds like a threat. "I said, ugly. Like, how is someone so fucking sexy like you doing with me?" you dared to say back.

Wolffe grabs your shoulders from where he stands behind you to spin you around to face him. "You want to know why I'm with you? Let me show you why" he says, his tone serious.

He throws your baggy shirt up over your head, followed by your shapeless stretchy bra. He hooks his thumbs into your underwear and drags your shorts down with them to the floor. You stand there, stripped down in front of him, with him squatting at your feet.

"Because..." Wolffe begins, reaching out to your calf, "I remember how serious you were about keeping the Pack safe on our first rescue mission together. People talk, but in the heat of the mission, they rarely act on their promises. You didn't dare leave them behind, even after you took shrapnel in the leg and could have bled out. You waited." His fingers brush across the scar on your calf and the remaining scars that trail up your leg, to your thigh. "You are unshakable," he says reverently.

"Because, " Wolffe continues, rising to stand. He takes both your hands into his, rubbing your wedding band gently with his thumb. "As we did more missions, I saw you do so many incredible things. I saw what you can do with a blaster against an enemy, saw you pilot a ship in storms that fried the navigation computers, and I saw you carry a child through a disaster to reunite them with their family. All with these steady hands."

Wolffe takes your hands and places them on your sagging, potmarked, stretched out belly, making you feel your own skin. "Because when you gave birth to our son, I saw how strong, dedicated, smart, loving, and beautiful you really are. You made me a father, mesh'la." Wolffe's hands leave yours and settle on your waist.

"I fell in love with you all over again that day and I can't imagine anyone else more perfect to be my wife and the mother of my son," he says, looking over your face to make sure his words are sinking in.

And they are. Your chest feels fuzzy and your eyes well up just a bit with tears again, but this time from joy. You're in love with this man, and though Wolffe tends to be a man of action rather than words, he still knows how to tell you the things he feels. He is equally in love with you.

Wolffe looks at you endearingly before pressing his lips to yours. You welcome it and allow him to kiss you passionately. He has been nothing but good to you whether you feel like you deserve it or not.

He deepens the kiss and walks you backward until the backs of your knees press into the bed. You lay back and he follows you down until you feel the crisp duvet under your back. The baby is still napping, and now you see Wolffe above you, his look teeming with lust and love. You think you know where this is headed, and you like it.

As he crawls above you, you reach to down to his belt in an attempt to undo it, but he grabs your wrist and pins it to your side. He grunts in warning. "I'm not done showing you why," he says firmly as he starts kissing down your body, taking his sweet time.

You chuckle because this man is just being too much right now. He's made his point. "We're gonna be late for the cookout," you say in mock protest.

"That's fine with me, " Wolffe says casually, arriving just below your belly button with no signs of stopping his downward movement. "We have plenty to eat at home," he adds with a wicked smirk.

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Thanks for reading! This was my 1st time writing for Rex or Wolffe. Which one was your favorite? ;)

[general-cyno]

tagged by @myolniir thank you cari! and merry christmas/happy holidays 🎉💖

nickname: jay, joha, johnny

gender: transmasc (he/him pls)

star sign: aries

height: 1.57m which is like 5'2 i think? I'm tiny

bday: april 1st and honestly i'm grateful colombia doesn't celebrate april's fool lmao the holiday equivalent is on december actually

fave bands: fall out boy, panic! at the disco, florence + the machine, dorothy, royal blood, walk the moon, neon trees, of monsters and men, imagine dragons, paramore, welshly arms, ETC

fave solo artists: ngl this actually made me realize i don't listen much to solo artists lmao, the ones that come to mind are lady gaga, dua lipa, marina diamandis, zayde wolf, lola indigo, rina sawayama, pabllo vittar........and idk who else sjsksks

song stuck in my head: rn it's lonely in tokyo by mirei (surprisingly a good youtube ad recommendation)

last movie: freaky (2020), it was pretty funny

last show: i can't remember rn??????? but im currently watching the tian guan ci fu donghua and jujutsu kaisen anime

when was this blog made: digging through my emails, apparently it was made 7 years ago on july 18

what i post: literally anything lmao, mostly danmei, art, movies, shitposts and random tv shows as of late

last thing i googled: a local cinema bc im gonna go watch a movie with my friends today!

other blogs: @miqthythor which is my comic books sideblog, i used to make/post comic edits and stuff but don't use it that much anymore (or make edits for that matter)

do i get asks: sometimes! tho i think I've gotten more asks this year than in all the other years I've been here lmao

why i chose my url: i was sick of vl/d and i got very into rdr2 back then so. i have some 2ha urls saved so i'll likely change it soon tho

following: 291

followers: hit 2k recently which is still amazing to me. what are y'all doing here. love u guys

average hours of sleep: around 5-6 hours if insomnia doesn't hit

lucky number: 13

instruments: none, unfortunately

what i'm wearing: an old black justice league tshirt and some shorts

dream job: actually getting a job someday

dream trip: i'd like to travel around colombia bc there's a lot of places i don't know since my family doesn't travel much

fave food: PORK TAMALES, fried fish with patacones, RICE, pretty much any soup, chicken in any form basically, different fast foods, etc

nationality: colombian

fave song: so many sjsjsjsjs can't really choose one

last book: the black prince by ariana nash, it's part of the silk and steel book series

fave authors: don't really have favorites tbh (doesn't mean they aren't good writers btw) it's just that i read books at random mostly and only keep tabs on the author if i've read and loved more than 3 or 4 of their books (the only ones i can think of rn are some danmei authors), i do have a lot of favorite books tho

fave animals noises: cat purrs are so cute

random: i can do like 4 or 5 different pitched voices and all of them sound different sjsjsj i can also imitate accents

[aregularnewyorklife]

Amias, 21, a gender-fluid tiny lynx kid and very perspective as a cat should be. And INNOCENT OKAY!!? Well this Mc anyway

So pure man,so so pure

And polite, and selfless and friendly omg

But yet...still a whiny little spoiled brat

Oh so rn they are watching The Amazing World of Gumball cuz that's their favorite thing in the world!! After Dragon Scientist...

Okay hey I wasn't planning on drawing Drago cuz I mean c'mon I draw a Dragon but then I did? (Cuz it wasn't the same without him, and someone needs to see Mc cute shit) And it's not bad? Holy shit?ok the horns are no excuse tho....my bad bro

Likes it when Dragon Scientist boops their cute little nose. Loves comfy oversize sweaters and combat boots. Would stare at their eyes for hours...would also people watch while eating out...also love puzzles and Korean drama telenovela. Amias LOOVES taking selfies with Drago once they got a new phone because it's cute shit as they would legit put a Dragon Scientist pic as a background ( I love him okay? Idk why)

Amias testing D.S: "Papa...?"

Dragon Scientist: " You want a potato?..."

( I'M AFRAID FOR MY MC IF THEY CALL HIM DADDY)

They also love Jumaz's pastries( might have a tiny crush on him but Wulff tho...)

Listen, once Amias slept the night with Dragon Scientist(their pappa), they wouldn't leave him alone to....sleep alone... ya know like a cat or....a lynx(?) Lmao anywho. They also now expect Dragon S. To give them good night kisses and shit. (Fluffy)

Yomiel poor guy is gonna have get use to seeing Amias in HIS WORKPLACE and His Boyfriend's HOME because the brat decided to become a detective. Lmao Amias is just a cuteness overload. Can't be hated. Tho I see Yomiel teasing Amias but then I don't?

Amias:" My voice is NOT squeaky!!"

Yomial: "Sorry kid but youre voice is high pitch shit."

Amias: High Picth Scream tantrum on " IT'S NooTt SSsquuEky!!!!"

Yomiel: " Holy Shit!"

Dragon Pappa Scientist from another room: Kill Bill Sirens

OKAY okay....so that other universe where Dragon Scientist and His friends are all parents? Where he got two kids with Yomiel? Listen, Amias would be amazed of meeting two somewhat not really siblings because holy shit siblings but then....if Amias sees that these two had a childhood? That they weren't an accident? But wanted?and most importantly not forgotten...? Yo that would fucked Amias up and they would be hella quiet, upset for being just upset about it. Oh mannnn.

Anyways yeah that's Amias y'all. Yyeaahhhh

Foxboi’s Edit/Inclusion because tumblr is dumb and doesn’t show when I edit stuff:

HEY YALL LOOK HOW AMAZING THIS IS, LOOK AT THIS CUTE LIL LYNX, LOOK AT THOSE EAR TUFTS AND CUTE BIG OL EYES AHHHHHHHHHHHH

AND THERE’S MY BOI DRAGON SCIENTIST IN THE BACK, LOOK AT HIM, JUST LOOK AT THAT AMAZING DRAGON.

Anyways, fanboying aside XD, this is absolutely amazing! Honestly, when I saw this, my mood instantly shot up, thank you so much for playing and making this amazing art!

Dragon Scientist would absolutely love Amias, he has a really soft spot for smol lil things and Lynxes (considering he was a mentor/best friends with Redn’s Lynx father and also a mentor/friend to Redn). And so would Yomiel because... catt

Also: the aRLiNY takes place in the same universe as when Drago and the others have children, they have them two-three years after aRLiNY (with Troy having hers 4 years after). So it’s sibling time for the MC soon after oof. Though thinking about the angst surrounding Drago’s future children hurts (yet satisfies) my author heart XD Though some wholesomeness and heartwarming scenes can also appear from this as well!