#look at those strong arms that soft tummy ok

[kabukiaku]

pookie is pensive. 🥺🖤 Ω

i love him so much.

[hyuniemyunie]

ok so..PLEASE hear me out on this..Hyun-ji hc…with size kink only if ur comfortable with it tho!!🤧

Size difference with cho hyun-ju

hcs are gn reader, the scenario is afab reader!

sfw and nsfw

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(ФωФ): size difference, brief mention of a belly bulge, A LITTLE bit of cum eating, top dom Hyun-ju, her genitalia are refered with anatomical terms, soft sex;3

hiii ofc im comfortable!! i wasnt sure if u wanted smaller partner or taller:( if you want taller, tell me! i can write that too. ik you said hcs but i got a little carried away..😞😞

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･

ᯓ★ Hyun-ju has a strong protective streak, and having a smaller partner amplifies this tenfold. she always keeps an arm around you in public, shielding you from crowds or potential danger.

ᯓ★ She’s hyper-aware of your surroundings, constantly ensuring you're safe and comfortable, even if it means stepping in front of you during tense moments, girl is PROTECTIVE

ᯓ★ Is incredibly gentle with you. She cups your face with care, as though afraid she might accidentally hurt you.

ᯓ★ Loves resting her chin on your head, using your height difference as an excuse to pull you closer whenever possible, might get a little sassy about the difference.

ᯓ★ Can’t resist teasing you about your size, often smirking as she reaches for things you can’t quite get to.

ᯓ★ “Need help, sweet thing?” she’ll say with a mischievous grin, only to grab the item and hold it above her head, making you jump for it, or give her a kiss if you reaaally want it.

ᯓ★ She has no problem scooping you up, whether it's to carry you over puddles, give you a piggyback ride, or just because she wants to.

ᯓ★ Her oversized clothes practically swallow you whole, and she secretly loves seeing you in them. She often hands you her jackets, claiming, “You’ll catch a cold otherwise.” (That's a big fat lie, she just likes seeing you in her clothes.)

ᯓ★ She loves calling you stuff Tiny” or “Pocket-Sized,” but if anyone else dares to mock your height, her protective side kicks in immediately.

ᯓ★ Hyun-ju adores resting her hand on your head or shoulders, finding it comforting to have you close in such a tangible way.

ᯓ★ She’ll often lift you onto counters or higher surfaces to make conversations more “equal,” though she secretly loves looking down at you.

ᯓ★ If you feel insecure about your size, she makes a point of reminding you how much she loves it. “You’re perfect the way you are,” she’ll say, her voice soft and sincere.

ᯓ★ In private, she’s surprisingly clingy, loving how easily she can wrap herself around you. She’ll pull you onto her lap or into her arms, drag you to the couch or bed to cuddle, hug you from behind when you're making a meal..

ᯓ★ She compares hand size differences quietly. She holds your hand in hers, aligning them together before spreading her fingers open, quietly marveling at your smaller hand, making her feel all warm n fuzzy inside.

ᯓ★ Her hugs are all-encompassing, wrapping you in her arms so completely that you practically disappear.

ᯓ★ She loves how your head rests perfectly against her chest when you hug, and she’ll hold you a little longer than necessary just to enjoy the moment.

ᯓ★After you two get to the point where you're both comfortable, she teases you about how you’re her “pocket-sized partner” and pretends to look for you in crowds by glancing down dramatically.

ᯓ★ “I need to get you one of those flags on a stick so I don’t lose you,” she teases, laughing at your playful glare.

ᯓ★ On the more nsfw side..she absolutely adores how your little tummy bulges whenever she fucks you. She puts a hand over the bulge, pressing down on it, making you gasp and squirm under her touch.

ᯓ★ During sex, she's ultra careful, not wanting to hurt you. If you insist on let's say, eating her out or giving her a bj, she'll be super nervous at first. you'll have to reassure her that everythings okay, before getting smothered with her larger body.

ᯓ★ Girl is big in all the right places. she'll secretly enjoy watching you choke and gag around her, your throat not being able to handle the size.

ᯓ★ Runs her fingers thru your hair while you have her in your mouth. she softly praises you, cooing about how "Such a good girl..you're doing so well, my love."

ᯓ★ LOVES loves loves picking you up and pinning you against the wall, making you wrap your legs around her waist and just feel how much she needs you. she'll always use her height to her advantage, not that you mind, of course..

ᯓ★ Pins your wrists above your head, grinding her clothed bulge against your crotch as she looks down at you, making you feel so, so small compared to her.

ᯓ★ If you..well, actually tell her how much you like the size difference..

after..a few hours of making out and groping each other, hyun-ju swept you up into her strong arms, cradling you against her chest as she carried you to the bedroom. She kicked open the door, not bothering to close it behind them as she laid you down on the bed, the mattress dipping beneath their combined weight.

she stood back for a moment, drinking in the sight of you spread out before her, her chest heaving with anticipation. Then, she stepped forward, pinning you down softly, covering your smaller body with her own larger frame.

She captured your wrists in one hand, pinning them above your head as she ground her hips against your, letting you feel the thick, hard length of her cock straining against her pants. Hyun-ju could feel the heat of your pussy, feeling just how ready you were for her.

"so wet already.." Hyun-ju murmured, her hips rocking against yours as she put her hands on the hem of your shirt, softly helping you take it off, putting it away on a nightstand next to the bed.

Her hands slid around to your breasts, palming the soft mounds as she lowered her head to take a hardened nipple into her mouth. She sucked hard, grazing the sensitive bud with her teeth as her hand slid down your stomach, delving between your thighs.

hyun-ju pushed her pants down just enough to free her aching cock, the thick, heavy shaft slapping against your belly as it sprang free. She didn't bother with further preparation, knowing that you were already dripping and ready for her, still wet from her fingering you a few hours ago.

"It's okay, my love," Hyun-ju murmured, her voice softening as she cupped your cheek gently. "I've got you. I'm going to take care of you, I promise."

She brushed a tender kiss against your lips, pouring all of her love and affection into the simple gesture. Her grip on your wrists gentled, her fingers intertwining with yours as she brought their joined hands down to rest on the pillow beside her head.

"Let's take this slow, sweetheart," Hyun-ju whispered, her hips still nestled between your thighs but no longer grinding urgently against her. "I want to make this good for you, okay?"

She trailed soft, gentle kisses down the column of your throat, feeling you shiver beneath her touch. Hyun-ju took her time, savoring the taste of your skin, the way your pulse fluttered beneath her lips.

As she kissed, her hands roamed over your body, caressing and stroking, learning every dip and curve. She cupped your breasts, thumbing your now wet nipples until they pebbled beneath her touch once more. Her fingers skimmed down your stomach, teasing along the sensitive skin of your inner thighs before brushing lightly over your dripping slit.

She brought her slick fingers to her lips, sucking them clean of your essence, moaning at the taste. Then, with a tender smile, she positioned the head of her cock at your entrance, feeling the heat and wetness beckoning her inside.

"Tell me if you need me to stop, okay? I never want to hurt you," Hyun-ju murmured, holding her gaze with unwavering intensity as she began to push forward, slowly, gently, inch by thick inch, until he was seated fully inside you, your hips pressed flush together.

With a soft huff, she began to move, her hips rocking against yours in a slow rhythm.

"Oh, love.." Hyun-ju breathed out "You feel so good.." She rolled her hips in a deep, circular motion, grinding against that sweet spot deep inside that made you see stars.

Her thrusts remained slow and steady, each one a deliberate, purposeful slide of hard flesh against soft silk. Hyun-ju wanted to savor every moment, to commit every gasp, every sigh, every flutter of your eyelashes to memory.

She leaned down to capture your lips in another kiss. Her tongue delved into your mouth, stroking along yours, coaxing you to respond, to meet her thrust for thrust.

One hand slid up to tangle in your hair, gently tugging your head back to deepen the kiss. The other hand skimmed down your side, over the curve of your hip, to grip your your thigh, caress your waist..she couldnt get enough of you.

The room filled with the soft, obscene sounds of their lovemaking - the creaking of the bed, the slick slide of skin against skin, and the breathy, needy noises spilling from your lips.

Her hips began to move a little faster, her thrusts growing a bit harder, a bit deeper. The head of her cock kissed that sweet spot inside you with each drive forward, making her gasp and shudder.

"That's it, my love," Hyun-ju praised, her voice a low, approving rumble. "You're doing so well, taking me so perfectly."

She could feel the heat building between them, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter in her belly. Hyun-ju knew she was getting close, could feel the telltale tightening of her balls, the way her thrusts were growing more erratic.

But even as she lost herself in the throes of pleasure, she would not forget, would not risk bringing a child into this unpredictable world without careful thought and planning.

So with a herculean effort, Hyun-ju gritted her teeth, forcing herself to hold back, to delay her own release. She focused on you.

Hyun-ju's eyes widened as she witnessed the unmistakable bulge of her cock stretching your belly. The sight of her lover's body yielding to her, accepting and accommodating her size, made her even more turned on, if that was possible, her hand skimmed over the curve, marveling at the way her fingers sank into the supple flesh.

She could feel your body tensing, your walls fluttering and clenching around her thickness. Hyun-ju knew she was close, could sense the impending crest of her own release barreling down on her. But she remained focused on you, determined to bring you to that peak before allowing herself to let go, so she doubled her efforts, pounding into her with deep, powerful thrusts that shook the bed and left you breathless. she slipped a hand between your sweat-slicked bodies, her fingers seeking out the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of your sex.

Hyun-ju began to rub firm, tight circles around your clit, feeling it swell and throb against her touch. She timed the strokes with her thrusts, pushing deep inside you just as she flicked your clit.

finally, she could feel you coming beneath her, your pussy clamping down around her cock like a vice as you hit her peak. The sensation was almost too intense to bear, and Hyun-ju had to grit her teeth, calling upon every ounce of her self-control not to let go and spill herself deep inside you.

At the last possible second, Hyun-ju wrenched her hips back, tearing her aching cock from the velvet heat of your pussy. her hand flew to her shaft, stroking furiously as thick ropes of seed erupted from the swollen head, painting streaks of pearly white across your belly and breasts.

"Fuck.." Hyun-ju breathed out, her voice shaky.

she collapsed against you, careful not to crush you with her larger frame, her heart slamming against her ribs as she struggled to catch her breath. Hyun-ju tangled her fingers with yours, bringing your joined hands up to press against her heart as she rolled them to the side, cradling you against her chest.

"you did amazing, sweet thing, so good for me.." Hyun-ju murmured, once she had regained a modicum of composure. she brushed a tender kiss against your damp forehead, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "Rest now, i got you.."

[starlight-writer]

How They Cuddle

A/n: Started this while I was stuck in traffic with a tornado warning going on. Later found out 4 touched down around me so basically God said I couldn't die until I posted this

Warnings: none, fluff, angst, semi serious? Talks of death, read with that in mind on Jake's part

Gn! Reader Masterlist

Steven

Tummy hugger

Doesn't matter the size, how hot it is inside, he will latch onto your waist and rest his head on your tummy

Prefers a bare tummy so he can feel your soft skin, but he's happy as long as he gets to hold you

And if you pet his head or play with his hair too? He's a goner

Those sleeping problems he has from time to time? Gone

Those night terrors that keep him up for hours? A thing of the past

He sleeps best when it's with you and when it's on your perfect, soft, warm tummy? He sleeps like a baby

There are, of course, nights where he's had a really bad day and he needs a bit more from you

Those are the nights where he'll ask you to lay on him

He wants to be surrounded by the thing he loves the most

And if you even try to say 'oh, I'll crush you!' he will forcibly pull you on top of him

"Yea right, you forget I was an avatar of Khonshu, love. I'm buff as fuck." He would mumble while burying his head in your hair or shoulder

It's not necessarily a lie, but it gets you to laugh

Pressure therapy is strong with this one

He has so many weighted blankets, it's ridiculous

And usually he doesn't use them now that he has you, but when there are days when you're not home or don't feel like cuddling, Steven will break out his massive pile of weighted blankets

It's honestly really cute seeing Steven all bundled up and only his head poking out of a mountain of blankets

Marc

Lays directly on top of you

Lowkey scared of crushing you so it takes a while for him to admit how he'd prefer to cuddle, but it happens eventually

Marc wants to protect you, you're the love of his life and he couldn't take it if he lost you

So he lays on you to be your shield

If anyone breaks into the apartment, which they probably wouldn't even make it past the front door before Marc absolutely destroys them, but if they do he's the first one they'll attack

And as long as you're safe, he's happy

It's a deeper reason than the others, but it's true

If he's had a bad day, it'll be different

He'll curl up into you, looking so small and vulnerable

He'll bury his face in your chest and hold onto you like you're his life line

Which you are

If you play with his hair and rub his back, maybe even hum to him, he'll pass out in no time

He feels safe in your arms and while he's not used to feeling so vulnerable, he feels like he can be with you

On the other hand, there are very rare nights where Marc will ask you to suffocate him

Not really, of course

He just needs the pressure of you laying on top of him to chase away his dark thoughts

Works every time

Not during nightmares though

Never try that during or after a nightmare

Marc will panic so hard, he might accidentally hurt you and he would rather die than do that to you

Jake

Jake is a little different than Steven and Marc

He doesn't have a preference of cuddles, as long as he can feel your skin somewhere on him, he's ok

It's not in a weird way though

If he can feel your skin, he can feel how warm you are and if he can feel how warm you are, he knows you're not dead

It's morbid, but he's seen so much and caused so much death so he's trying to reassure himself that you're not dead too

He'll have his hands under your shirt and resting on your hips, or hike your leg over his hip to feel your thighs, or sleep with his cheek pressed against your tummy

Anywhere is fair game to him as long as you're comfortable

But then there are nights where he would rather die than feel your skin

It's usually nights where he's had to kill quite a few people and while he usually handles death quite well, he has you now

He's learned to be something other than a tool for Khonshu and a shield for Marc and Steven

Those nights, he'll lay next to you and watch you breathe

The only part of you he touches is your wrist to feel your heart beat

Similar to Steven, he will ask you to occasionally lay on him, just so he can feel you pressed up against him

Not in a sexual way, though he's not ashamed to admit he would enjoy that, just in a way so he can feel a bit more of you than he normal would

And honestly, when as asks you to lay on him, it leads to some kind of make out session

[hyukalyptus]

wax play hcs <3 with txt

cw. chubby!fem!reader, wax play ofc, mention (but not the use) of a safe word, a lil bondage, blindfolding, nipple play, use of leg spreader bar in beom's, begging, some crying in beom's, massaging, mention of stretch marks (in a positive way). notes. sorry this is so late!! but i honestly LOVE these, so let me know what you think! and if ur new to wax play and interested, pls keep in mind that typical candles from like bath and body works n shit or birthday candles are not safe to use on skin. the wax is way, way too hot. please do your research and use candles specifically for bodies. be safe! <3 smut(?) under cut.

yeonjun would be so careful about it. y'all KNOW i'm forever in my lovemaking/soft smut x yeonjun era and this is no exception. i do think he'd be a bit kinky about the whole thing, but still careful. tying your hands to the bed but is that too tight, love? dripping melted wax on ur inner thighs but does that feel ok? blindfolding you so you can guess the shapes he's drawing on your body but don't forget to breathe. inching the hot wax closer and closer to ur most sensitive areas, under ur tits, ur collarbones, ur nipples but don't be afraid to use the safe word, love.

soobin would simply be entranced. watching every single one of ur reactions—the slight flinch when it falls on ur skin, the giggle as it tickles when it drips down ur skin, the way ur body rolls from the heat. and he loves piling wax overtop of dried wax to create pretty layers on ur skin. of course, his favorite place to drip wax is ur tits. the wax following the curves of ur chest slowly while he imagines his tongue doing the same.

beomgyu would 1000% use it as a punishment and i think we can all agree. using it along with other fun things—with a spreader bar but anytime he sees u trying to close ur legs, he reaches for the candle, dripping it on you without warning, making u yelp and flinch. or when ur being a brat, refusing to beg for his cock and he drips it on ur nipple over and over again until ur crying. or hear me out...dripping wax on his skin. whines and whimpers falling out of his pretty lips while ur straddling him, feeling him flinch underneath you.

taehyun would love those massage wax candles. the excitement and warmth of the wax on dripping on ur skin before his strong hands rub into ur skin. talking to u all sweet-like as he rubs the knots out of ur muscles, helping you finally relax after a tough week. soon moving to ur ass to squeeze and squish, then ur thighs, then having u turn over to knead ur tits. deep, romantic kisses pressed to ur lips as ur soft skin glides across his muscular body.

hueningkai :( oh my god i think he'd love love love this. i think he'd also like the massage candles. both of u so warm from the wax, the yellow flame making the room all cozy. having so much fun with it—giggles, teasing, playing, ugh he's so cute. and with the wax candles that do dry on ur skin...he'd use the wax to trace ur stretch marks reminding you of just how gorgeous you are. dripping wax on the stretch marks on ur thighs, ur tummy, ur arms. and just look at what a pretty picture he made.

[hellcatinnc]

Otometober Day 8 - Free Space - Extra Fluff - Rafayel

Otometober Day 8 - Free Space - Extra Fluff

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Warning This includes: SFW (Read Tags Before Continuing)

Tags: sfw, fluff, romance, romantic, love, fluffy, over weight, chubby, weight gain, more to love

Word Count: 896

Feature: Rafayel x Fem! Reader

Theme: (Free Space) - Extra Fluff

@protags-fic-blog

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Extra Fluff

You were standing in front of the mirror as you let out an exasperated sigh. You hadn't seen Rafayel in a month things happened and he had to go back to Lumeria for a little while, but today he was to return. You were excited yet here you were standing in front of the mirror and you can clearly tell you put on weight. You knew your Raffy loved you but now there was more to love would he really be ok with it, you thought. You stopped squeezing the fat between your fingers and finished getting dressed, you even noticed some of your clothes were fitting way more snug these days too. You knew all those late night ice cream and netflix didn't help but you were lonely without him. Also not as easy to just call or text when he was under the ocean and everything they used on land he couldn't use down there.

You headed to the kitchen to get breakfast made before he would come over since that was the plan. You didn't hear the door open as you were frying up some bacon listening to music playing from your phone. Without notice you feel these strong arms wrap around you and then you hear a soft gasp from behind you. This was your fear that his hands were now on your midsection right where you had gained weight. As you were getting ready to apologize for gaining so much weight, he turned you around to face him. You were surprised he had a smile on his face. You sighed and went to apologize. "I'm sorry..." He stopped you by putting his finger to you lips shushing you. Your eyes meeting his curious what he was going to say next. "Princess, I love every inch of you, and now there is just more to love."

This man is always surprising you, his words made your heart soar. He tickled you lifting your shirt up pulling it off so he could really see your body. He lifted the food off the stove turning it off, then took your hand and walked you back to your bedroom. He walked you over to the mirror turning you around to see your extra fluff, you sigh this was not something you were proud of. He turned you around kissed your lips passionately as he began kissing every inch of your body starting down your neck and not stopping until he got to your tummy. He spent extra time showing attention to your chubby tummy. His lips brush across your skin as he showed you every part of you he found so beautiful. He wasn't like most guys maybe because he wasn't human.

He loved every curve of your body, even your fluffy tummy he spent extra time kissing over it. He just caressed every part of your body taking his time in enjoying everything he was seeing and feeling. His kisses felt nice and the way he worshipped your body it made you feel better about yourself. He spent these moments to prove to you he was attracted to every part of you. It wasn't about sexual but the fact he was so in love with you there was nothing about you that he didn't love. After all the kisses and him making passionate love to you, he had went to finish the breakfast you were cooking. He brought it in to surprise you in bed as you were waking up after a small cat nap after making love. He wanted to eat breakfast then he wanted to take you shopping for clothes that fit better.

He couldn't keep his hands off of you in the store as you were looking through the clothes. Its almost like he loved your extra weight more, he was constantly grabbing on you butt or wrapping his arms around so he could squeeze your tummy. He bought you a few outfits then he took you to the last shop to buy a nice dress so you could stand at his side at the art gala coming up. He had made a piece dedicated to you and it was to be a surprise but you were excited. He let you try on dress after dress until one fit a bit tighter around your chubby tummy and curves but he was taken by this and pulled you into his arms kissing you passionately. It was definitely the dress cause he already wanted to remove it from your curvy body. You had never seen this man so intimate not to the point he couldn't keep his hands from squeezing your new fluffy midsection.

As the night came to and you dressed up ready to be by his side at the art gala. He held your hand and showed you off through out the night. He was not the one bit ashamed of you, if anything he wanted people to know you were his, every chubby inch of you. After along stressful night of being introduced to everyone Raffy knows it was time to go home. You really just wanted to go to bed but that was not his thoughts. You in that dress with the extra fluff really got him going. So he made love to every inch of you all night long cause he couldn't get enough of your new curves.

[gabessquishytum]

Re: 🦒 anon’s post (!!!!)

Hob knocking Dream up and gaining that sympathy weight - except Dream’s hummingbird metabolism (and tendencies towards totally insubstantial sweet teas and the like) mean that he might have a softer belly, and tiny little tits, and hips that have widened a bit from the baby (and the next…. and the next…..) but he loses most of it after delivery and nursing, he’s still just a wisp of a thing. meanwhile Hob has absolutely put on some pounds. His pants are up a size or so, his arms and legs were strong but now they have all that muscle with a little extra, his stomach and lower belly have some clit-pandering padding. He’s just beefy and Dream is throwing family planning out the door every time he sees Hob come home sweaty and invigorated from a friendly football match or casual biking from campus. He loves how protected he feels just by Hob’s visible presence. Every time they’re out and Hob makes a point to put himself, his wonderfully big solid body, in between the public and his family when they’re in a crowd or on the tube, Dream starts doing the math on how feasible another baby is between their youngest and next spring

🌝 anon

Absolutely rolling on the floor about this omfggg <3333.

I'm imagining Dream pregnant with his first, carrying a little extra weight - as he should do! He needs the extra energy and he's craving sugar even more than usual, but the point is, he looks divine. He's got the cutest pink stretch marks on his belly and chest, and he gets soft around his thighs. Hob is just. Incoherent. He has to bite his knuckles to stop himself from moaning when he sees Dream doing his morning stretches. He's so soft and Hob just wants him. All the time.

And after that first pregnancy, a few things stay the same. The cute stretch marks and wide hips. Alas, the tummy doesn't stick around but that's ok! Hob has got it covered! Dealing with a newborn is tough and requires a lot of snacks at weird times, and the weight that Hob picked up during Dream’s pregnancy just settles in. When he ultimately goes back to work he has to pick out new clothes first, a fact which drives Dream absolutely insane with lust and ultimately leads to the conception of their second child. Whoops.

Dream just can't help himself tbh?? Hob’s got that rideable belly, those fantastic chunky arms, the most amazing arse??? He's just never had sex so good. And Hob doesn't treat Dream like he's dainty or breakable, oh no. He's happy to go on top and give Dream’s clit the friction it deserves with his fluffy soft lower belly. Sometimes when the kids are giving them a 10 minute break by napping Dream will just throw himself into Hob’s lap and grind on his belly til he cums. Which obviously is the hottest thing that Hob has ever SEEN.

People are like "how many kids are you planning on having?" And Hob will just look at Dream and smile. "That's up to my husband." He'll say. And he'll put his perfectly strong, soft arm around Dream and pull him in close. With Dream in his arms, a baby resting on his softened hip and another 2 kids in the jumbo sized pushchair, he's like... Superdad. With the dad bod to prove it.

And fuck if Dream doesn't want to make him a dad all over again <3

[buckgasms]

'Double the Fun' Pt.2

Bucky x You x Steve

Read part 1 here

Took a while but here it is! Would love to hear from you guys so please feel free to drop into my ask box whenever 💖

Also comments fill my cold dead heart with butterflies and sunshine, so if you can..... I'll love you forever Bebe.

Warnings: Well it's a threesome so 🤷‍♀️ very naughty language, p in v, anal, dp; fingering, blowies, dirty talk, kinda degradation but it's hot; exhibitionism or vouyerism? Daddy kink, Cap kink..... To name but a few.

Enjoy you sexy lot 🍑

@bucky-daddy-barnes 😘

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You lay on the soft leather couch, panting feeling their release dripping over your face and body. You felt your muscles throb and your eyes flutter closed for a moment as Bucky stroked your hair, so proud of his pretty girl. "Ok baby, no drifting off yet, Cap and I wanna keep playing with ya."

You grinned as he helped you sit up properly. You felt so floaty that it was quite easy for Bucky to manipulate your limbs, leaving your legs wide open, totally on display for the two men. He kissed your head and then took his seat next to Steve.

They both waved at your as you focused on them and you couldn't help but giggle. "What a silly dolly" Steve said, "only fucked her a little and look at her, totally cock drunk." They both chuckled as you waited expectantly, for whatever was coming next, because even in your state, you knew something was coming.

"Put on a show for us babygirl" Bucky said as both men stroked their cocks. You couldn't help but whine. You hated doing it yourself and it seemed even more unfair given there were two of them to play with you. "Daddy please" you moaned "don't wanna" you pouted and made grabby hands at them both.

Bucky chuckled darkly. "Princess, either you start playing with that pretty pussy or we're gonna spank you raw, then leave you with nothing." You whimpered and wiggled but you relented, seeing the dark look in both their eyes. Your fingers drifted down to your dripping cunt, and you swirled your fingers over yourself. You moaned and sank two fingers in, leaning your head back on the couch

One of them clicked their fingers, and you stared back, eyes glazing over a little as you tried to focus. "You're s'pposed to be entertaining us sweetheart, don't be selfish" Steve growled and you whimpered an apology as you stared at them, your pussy fluttering around your fingers under their intense gaze.

As you continued to swirl your fingers you could barely focus. You tried spreading your legs wider, playing with your nipples the way Bucky would but even as the pressure built in your tummy, it just wasn't enough. Tears welled in your eyes and they began to tease you. "Aww poor baby, can't do anything for yourself huh?" Steve mocked and you huffed in response. "Rude little slut" he laughed as Bucky growled your way and stalked back over to you. He gripped your throat and landed five hard slaps to your aching heat. "Don't. Be. Rude." He puntuated each word with another slap. You sobbed, tears finally spilling over your cheeks.

"Daddy please, m'sorry" you cried. "Can't do it, need you and Cap to do it" you wailed, wrapping your hands around his arm as he choked you a little harder. He scanned your features as you continued to whisper apologies and stroke your hands along his firm arm.

Steve appeared over Bucky's shoulder and tapped his buddy on the shoulder. "Why don't we just give her what she wants huh? We'll play with those pretty holes just like she asked" he pinched your cheek and stroked the tears away. "As long as this little princess remembers we gave her the chance to do it herself and she wanted to be lazy."

"Thank you Cap, thank you Daddy" you breathed out still under the strain of Bucky's grip around your throat. Bucky grunted, then smiled, nodding in agreement of his friends plan. You shivered and felt your brain fog as they settled on either side of you, each taking a thigh and hooking it under their strong arms.

Steve's fingers dipped unrelentingly into your pussy, curling round and stroking at your most sensitive spot. You keened against him and Bucky gripped your throat, your eyes rolling a little and your mouth fell open. "Such a slut, always desperate to be filled up ain't ya" Bucky growled and pushed passed your lips and down your throat. You gagged and Steve felt your pussy clench around his fingers. "Fuck she likes that" he groaned and pulled out. His wet digits pressed into your ass and his thumb fucked your pussy. You whined and gagged, drool dripping down your chin and onto your chest as Bucky continued to gag you on his thick fingers. He pulled them out after a particularly deep gag and wiped his hand over your cum stained face.

"Do you like it baby, is this what you like?" He whispered your ear and you sobbed and Steve thrust harder into you. "Yes daddy, love it so much." He added his fingers to your pussy as well and you squirmed, feeling thoroughly fucked already. "Stop fighting princess, you wanted this remember? Silly little whore." Steve mocked as he used his free hand to hold you still, and they both, without words began to fuck you faster than ever, their thick fingers brushing every inch of you, until you were about to burst.

"Coming.... I'm coming daddy..... Captain.... Cap... I...." You gasped as they continued unrelentingly. "Good girl" Bucky whispered into your ear "don't forget to thank us when you come, gotta have manners babygirl." Your back arched and you emitted a long moan as their fingers brushed you over the edge and your climax soaked their arms. Steve kept his fingers going, dragging more from you, your body twitching with overstimulation.

As soon as his fingers fell from you, you slid from the sofa falling to your knees if front of them. "Mm a good girl, saying thank you daddy, like a good girl" you almost chanted as you took Steve's thick hard cock into your mouth. His heavy hand pressed on the back of your head, pressing you down, holding you in place. "Fuuuck" he groaned and gave a few short hard thrusts. You gagged and dug your nails into this thigh, bringing a hiss from him.

Pulling you off his by your hair, you were a vision when you surface. Face red, eyes glassy, tears and spit all over you face. Steve pulled you in and pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips which you tried to return, feeling like you were on a time delay. "Thank you sweetheart, but don't forget ya daddy, bet he's feeling left out."

You whined and cried as Steve guided you over to Bucky. "Daddy, need daddy's cock, please..." You mumbled but Bucky hushed you and allowed you to suck at him, bobbing up and down, lingering at the base as long as you could. "Take me like a good girl baby" he muttered and held you like Steve did, fucking your throat until your eyes were streaming again.

After a few moments he pulled you off. Their intense gaze was almost lost on you, but a deep burning desire filled you. "Daddy, please" you croaked, your hands stroking their thighs, fingers running up to their hair dusted stomachs, then back down to their cocks.

"Ok princess" Bucky cooed "we've gotcha" and he stood up, helping you to climb back onto the couch. "Gonna fill up that pretty pussy with cum, you want that sweetheart, wanna be our little cum dump babygirl?" You groaned and nodded as he guided your thighs over his and you sank down on his thick length.

Steve pressed into your ass and you cried out, skin on fire as they settled into a fast paced rhythm. Bucky pressed kisses to your slack mouth and his hands soothed you, but their pace never faltered. Steve wrapped his arm around you and pulled you up, changing the angle of their fucking, making your eyes roll back in your head.

He too pressed soft kisses to your shoulder and neck, his hands joined Bucky's in roaming your body. The stimulation made you want to scream but you could only muster a long groan. You gasped as they fucked you through a blinding orgasm, your muscles tensing and releasing as you shuddered through your climax.

They growled and you felt Steve sink his teeth into your shoulder as his cum filled you up. You cried out and squeezed Bucky, drawing curses from his lips and his release filling you too. You fell forward onto Bucky's shoulder, lips sucking at his shoulder, fingers tugging at his hair for comfort as you floated on your high.

You whimpered as they both pulled out and you were manoeuvred to sit in Bucky's lap, head snuggled into the crook of his neck. You cracked your eyes open and saw Steve looking at you, eyes full of pride, his hands stroking gently at your legs.

"What a good girl" he said softly as Bucky kissed your head again, his big arms wrapping you tighter. "Thanks Cappy" you whispered, feeling the strain on your throat, but you were still smiling at him, feeling fuzzy all over.

"Ok punk" Bucky said as he pressed his nose into your hair and ran his fingers along your skin. "Take a picture of that pretty cum dump and get outta here, need to take care of this perfect girl and that's only a job for daddy."

You giggled and buried your face in his neck as they chuckled at you. You closed your eyes as they quietly muttered something and as you floated you could have sworn you heard a click...

[itsjustmeok]

Some nicknames suit people perfectly, even if they don't think it does.

Like for example:

"Angel"

No, I'm not talking "dark angel" or "fallen angel". I'm talking about the angel in your angelic form. He does not understand why you call him "my angel", but you know why. He saved you from the darkness of your insecurities about your body and yourself. You were not the type that men first chose, not the most confident woman, always trying to hide in oversize clothes because your body wasn't good enough. You never had a flat tummy and that's why you thought that the mustache man across the room was actually judging you. Not that at the end of the party both of you were sweating over the bed sheets. He hates when you say you're ugly, that's why he punishes you with his very heavy and skilled hands. He saved you from yourself, he carried you to the light, showing you how beautiful and amazing the woman he loves is.

"Wild Horse"

He is a free spirit. Like, for real. Adventurous, fearless, strong... But the reason you call him that isn't because of it. He is IMPOSSIBLE to control! He knows that something will go wrong, you warned him multiple times. But what he does do? Exactly what you said not to do. He is indomitable, and can't stay in a place for a long time without feeling trapped. It surprises you how much he loves to be a married man, but girl, how difficult it is to put something on that thick head. Like when he almost broke an arm doing a backflip in the neighbor's pool. He is just... Urg. And then he laughs looking at you like: "See? I did it!" You can't help but shake your head smiling at your wild horse. And let's be honest... Wild horses are the best to ride.

"The Beast"

Ok, maybe this one was obvious, but he is not "a" beast. He is "THE" Beast from the Belle story. Every single coworker of his is frightened by his glare or how his voice gets deeper whenever he is angry at something. He is amazing at intimidating those disgusting guys and no one dares to stare at his blue eyes for more than a second. But at home... He is soft. He is a calm soul looking for rest with his head on your chest. He loves to read, as much as you do. Maybe he learned it from you. You both love to drink wine and talk about nothing while admiring the sky or in silence taking care of the housework. He is an amazing friend and an exceptional boyfriend. He does not know how to dance but never denies it to you when you ask. Everything is a learning experience for him, but he is ready to take the next step.

[quiveringdeer]

Camera Roll Challenge: Dating Sasha Braus part 2

Part 2 by popular demand! (my brain needing more Sasha content 😤 and @strawberrystepmom being a sweetie to ask😘)

Ok we all know Sasha is a top tier comedic dork without trying. But can we also acknowledge just how freakin cool she is??

It's such a treat seeing her in her element outdoors or in the archery range. The way her breathing slows as she pulls back the bowstring, arm perfectly level as those pretty brown eyes focus on where she wants the arrow to hit.

And let's take a second to think about the way the muscles in her back and arms flex when pulling back a string with a draw weight of 65lbs (29.5 kg) on her recurve bow. Even going in not knowing anything about archery or draw weights that's gotta sound pretty impressive.

Just looking at Sasha it isn't that obvious how incredibly strong she is. She's not rockin Mikasa's washboard abs, her tummy is generally really soft cause we know girl is constantly shoving food in her mouth and we love this about her 😌. But due to her being an avid hiker, hunter, competative archer and just doing all the random hijinks of climbing on everything, her arms and legs are incredibly strong. Which means snuggling in close with her or receiving an official Sasha Braus hug is such a comforting, safe experience.

Because food is such a huge love for her it's always a fun and positive experience cooking with her or going out to try new eats in town and especially when you take trips for her archery competitions.

Although Sash is an incredibly active person she's very open to stay home days where you both stay in sleep clothes and play games or watch movies. As long as she has you and some snacks, she's more than happy.

top right: chill day at home reading while sasha amuses herself by tossing up peanut m&ms to catch in her mouth. somehow, one goes astray and before you even know what's happening she's diving over the back of the couch to 'save' it. Now how does someone with such impeccable hand eye coordination get herself in this situation? 🤔 that answer will have to wait until after you capture this adorable snapshot and finishing laughing.

second row middle: this photo is in your camera roll cause Connie sent it to y'all's group chat. Askin if you wish you were there. Which, nope. You're happy you don't have to pretend not to know this trio of fools. Where do they even get these urges from? Isn't Jean supposed to be the voice of reason? He tries to be but he's just as silly as Sash and Connie sometimes. Fools. But you love them all.

second row right: just trying to scroll through your phone when Sasha is craving attention. 🧡

bottom right: moments like this remind you of your girlfriend's genius. 🥰

[fivelakesinwriting]

Idk if you are currently taking request but if you are could u do a rafe or jj imagine where the reader is plus size and someone makes fun of her and they get really protective and make her feel better ( could be smutty if ur ok with that style)

Author's Notes: I chose JJ ! Someone asked me for a fic about him the other day, so I thought it was fitting. If this was your request, I hope you love it xoxo

Warnings: Drinking, Body shaming, Swearing, Sexual references - Sexual Innuendos

Requested? Yes! Requests for OBX are OPEN!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

Outside the spare room at The Chateau, pre-drinks were in full swing. The laughter and loud music could be heard through the closed door while she laid on her back, staring at the ceiling. She didn't want to go to the party.

The door to the spare room flung open and a bag, soft, hit her in the face.

"Get up. You're not sitting around in here, feeling sorry for yourself. Find something in there you like, put it on and come out." Kiara stated as she stood at the foot of the bed with her arms crossed over her chest.

"I'm not feeling sorry for myself. I just..don't want to go." She sighed as she pushed the bag off her face and to the floor. She sat up on the bed and looked at her friend.

"You don't want to go to the first big party of the year? At the Boneyard? With JJ Maybank?" Kiara smirked as she walked into the room and shut the door behind her.

"Do I look like the kind of girl JJ Maybank goes to keggers with?" She mumbled as she ran her hands through her hair.

"Considering JJ has been wrapped around you all Summer? Yeah. You do." Kiara replied as she walked to the discarded bag on the floor, opened it, and pulled out a soft mint green cropped top. She held the shirt out to her friend and waited for her to take it.

"I can't wear that." She whispered with a shake of her head.

"Yes, you can. It was my cousin's and you guys are the same size. I was going to donate it, but never got around to it. Take it. It's yours. Besides, JJ will blow his lid when he sees you in it." Kiara grinned as she tossed the shirt at her friend's face, then turned on her heel and walked back out of the room.

She groaned as she held the cropped shirt in her hand. It was really cute, and she liked the colour. She took a deep breath, pulled off JJ's shirt she had all but stolen and replaced it with the cropped top. She stood up from the bed and walked over to the full length mirror on the other side of the bedroom.

She didn't hate it.

"Woman, how are long are you gonna make me wait because I'm the right amount of - whoa." JJ all but kicked the door down and stumbled into the bedroom, stopping in his path when he saw his girl in those high waisted jeans he liked and a cropped top he had never seen.

"It's bad, isn't it?" She mumbled as her fingers reached for the hem of the shirt, ready to take it off.

"Fuck no. I mean, you can take it off if you want. But not because it looks bad. It looks really, really good. Have your boobs always been that big?" JJ grinned, his eyes scanning her from top to bottom, then resting on her chest.

"Yes, JJ. They have always been this big." She laughed, her face heating up from his attention.

"Your ass looks so good in those jeans. I can't stand it." JJ groaned with a sip of his beer, before he stepped closer to her to palm her backside with his free hand.

"It doesn't look fat in these jeans?" She asked, her hands on his chest as she looked up at him.

"Oh, yeah. It does. I love it." JJ smirked as he bent down to press a kiss to her lips quickly, then smacked her backside to prompt her out of the bedroom and out with their friends.

*

JJ held her hand tightly as they walked through the sand of beach towards the keg. The Boneyard full of people already, even though it was early and a tipsy Pope had insisted they were "missing everything".

"A beer, m'lady?" JJ smiled as he let go of her hand in favour of placing his hand in the back pocket of her jeans.

"Okay." She nodded, her index finger hooked in his shark tooth necklace.

"Be right back." JJ mumbled as he pressed a kiss to her temple. He removed his hands from her body and walked towards the keg, leaving her standing by herself - the rest of the Pogues long gone.

She wrapped her arms around herself as she waited for JJ. Feeling self conscious as she waited. She never liked being alone, especially in public settings. It felt like all eyes were on her as she waited for JJ to come back with her much needed drink.

"Gross. Some people just should not wear cropped tops." Someone snickered behind her, followed by giggles.

Her heart sank and before she could stop them, she felt the tears well up in her eyes. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and frantically looked around for JJ. She wanted to go. Now.

"Well, some dogs belong on leashes but someone was nice enough to let you off for a night." JJ spat as he came up on her right side, his hand protectively on her waist as he glared at the group of girls.

"Fuck you, Maybank." One of the girls sneered before turning away, leading her friends towards a group of Kook boys.

"You tried to! Fuck that bitch." JJ mumbled as he reached over to his girl and handed her one of the plastic cups between his fingers.

"JJ, I want to go." She clutched the cup in her hand, her eyes on their feet.

"No, don't be like that. Don't let a group of dumb girls break you like that. Have one beer with me, and then if you still want to leave then we'll walk home." JJ replied, his eyes soft as he looked her up then down. He placed his fingertips on the bottom of her cup and gently pushed it up to her lips with a smile.

"Fine. One beer. For you." She sighed before she sipped at the beer, grimacing at the ridiculous amount of foam in the cup.

"I had to tap the keg, and it's been a while." JJ shrugged, sipping his own foamy beer.

She let out a laugh and leaned against him, a shake of her head as she looked out at the beach full of people. JJ's hand slipped into the back pocket of her jeans again, bringing her as close as he could.

"I think you should wear just that shirt for me tonight. Only that." JJ mumbled as he pressed a kiss beside her ear.

"JJ." She blushed, trying to pull away from him but he kept his hand on her backside firm.

"Don't go anywhere. Stay close. I see those tourons over there looking at you in these jeans. I'm gonna finish this foamy beer, then take you back to the van." JJ muttered his eyes burning holes into the boys with popped collars, not from the OBX.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not having sex with you in J.B's van?" She laughed, pulling on his shirt for his attention.

"You'll come around to it. I just want these jeans off you. C'mon, gorgeous." JJ smirked with a swift smack of her backside, prompting her in the direction of Twinkie.

"JJ.." She laughed turning towards him, only to bump into his strong chest as he pinned her against the side of the old van.

"Get in there, and take these pants off. I want to see your gorgeous body under those stupid lights John B put in there. All those pretty little lines on your thighs and tummy." JJ muttered, his nose brushing against hers as he tossed his cup to the ground.

"He calls it mood lighting." She smiled, her hands on his face to keep him close.

"Well, my mood is that I want my girlfriend's pants off so I can put my tongue on those pretty little stretch marks. So. Hop to it." JJ grinned with a pat of her thighs before he reached behind her to slide open the door of the van.

"You're going to get me arrested for public indecency one day, Maybank." She giggled as she crawled into the van.

"Cross that bridge." JJ grumbled as he laid a firm smack to her backside and climbed in after her.

Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you so much! xoxo

Requests for OBX ARE OPEN!

[jointimeandspace]

Headcannon: What if Alcina and her darling had a baby? Warning: Fluff, fluff, fluff! Mentions of Postpartum.

I Love Your Body, Even If You Don't (SFW)

While growing up you had always wanted children. Despite them being messy, you absolutely adored them and would do anything to see them smile and giggling. You were the oldest out of four children-living conditions weren't easy, but you and your family were happy. Being the oldest sibling sometimes feels like being a second, and/or third parent...just ask Bela; you on the other hand were happy to help your mother and father and were thrilled when they announced your siblings over the years. The love you had for your family only increased, which caused you to want to start one of your own.

After yours and Alcina's union, you discussed it with her. At first Alcina was apprehensive (considering certain things that have happened), but she felt a change was needed to the castle. She wanted to know what it would be like having a baby around since her three oldest ones didn't have much of a childhood, nor did she as a matter of fact. After a few months of planning and discussions with the girls, the decision was final: they would arrange a plan with Mother Miranda.

It took over another year to test out all the necessary medicines and procedures, and there were many failed results. It seemed all hope was lost and you nearly gave up. After about the 100th procedure, a "positive" finally showed itself. You and Alcina were ecstatic and couldn't wait to make the announcement.

"Please do not celebrate so soon," Miranda said. "We still have to monitor you for at least another month so that we may be absolutely sure."

"Of course, Mother, we understand. However, I have a good feeling about this one," Alcina said.

One month turned into three, three turned into five, and your belly was practically about to burst at the end of the eighth month mark. You were overjoyed and a little nervous, but you remembered the love that your parents showered on you and your siblings and it helped eased your mind immensely-only a few weeks left--or a few minutes; the baby was early and ready to go. You were not prepared at all!

Time Skip- Four months later

"Aw, Mama! Annette is so big already. She's probably going to be as tall as mother," Daniela cooed at her baby sister.

"Dear heavens, I hope not! I refuse to be the shortest in the family," you rolled your eyes as you faked annoyance.

Daniela stroked the baby's face, lost in her pretty eyes. "Mama, I really don't think you have a choice. She's already wearing nine month sizes at 4 months, but it will be cute to be able to pick you up," Daniela grinned. "You could be our own little baby."

You laughed. "No, ma'am! As long as I'm the parent, the only babies will be you and your sisters. Now you go and have fun on the hunt. Bela and Cass have been expecting you for some time, I'm sure."

You kissed Daniela on the forehead as you bid her goodnight. She smiled and blew a kiss to the baby, leaving you and baby Annette alone. After feeding her and putting her into bed, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, and any small glimmer of joy you had had gone out the window. You were always a curvy woman, but after giving birth you gained a bit more weight than you intended. Post-partum hit you like a brick that first week and it was hell. Constant crying, anxiety and depression, thoughts of self harm, maybe two hours of sleep a night, you really went through it all. The birth wasn't traumatic in any sense, but no one prepared you for the emotions and weight fluctuations that followed soon after- on top of that, Alcina unfortunately had meetings out the roof and was hardly home to help. Luckily the girls stepped in this past week for a day or two to help you catch up, but it wasn't enough.

"How are you feeling, draga?"

Alcina came up behind you and gave you a soft kiss on the lips. She looked concerned and wanted to comfort you.

" I'm conflicted, Alci. On one hand I'm so happy to have Annette with us, on the other..." you sighed. "Her birth wasn't traumatic, it was quite peaceful, so why do I feel so helpless, so worn out?"

Alcina kissed you again and led you to bed, wrapping you in her arms.

"I've gained so much weight, Alci. I feel ill and I can't stand to look at myself. When you tried to be romantic with me after Miranda gave us the ok, I thought I was ready, but I couldn't...I just felt...unattractive. I'm so sorry! I was tired and still feel that way. I know it feels like I was rejecting you and it probably made you angry..maybe that's why all those meetings."

"My love, birth is a wonderful and stressful process. I will admit, that it was rather selfish of me to assume that you would be ready to resume the sexual side of our relationship, but I received a reality check: I've never gone through a birthing process. I don't know what it's like to push pounds of a human out of my body, or go through feeling undesirable because my body isn't the same as it used to be. However, please know this: I'm very happy to have had a baby with you. I'd go through it all over again. And I could never be upset with you, especially if you aren't feeling well. As for the meetings, they unfortunately always show up at the worst possible time."

She tilted your chin up to make you look at her.

"You are so strong, so brave to have done this. You are a wonderful lover and a wonderful mother to our girls. That in my eyes makes you very attractive. And although you may not love your body as it is now, I do. It birthed our baby girl and carried her for months. You took your time making her so perfect for us, even though she decided that time was taking too long."

You both laughed. Annette was a stubborn one, but she reminded you of Alcina. She was absolutely perfect!

"Your body is beautiful to me, draga. Those beautiful curves, the roundness of your tummy, those warm, delicious thighs-your breasts are swollen and full with milk that I know you use to satiate our child's hunger. It's beautiful to see you bond with her that way. She adores you as I do. I know you want to get your body back in shape, but for now it must rest. If you decide to wait 3 weeks, 3 months, or 3 years, I will love you all the same. Mental health is just as equally important as body health and I want you to remember that. There is no need to stress your pretty self into a frenzy."

She gave you another kiss to your forehead. For the first time in two months, you actually felt happy. You were grateful to have your family, and you intended to shower them with affection as your parents had done to yours.

"Alci?"

"Yes, pet?"

"I'm so glad you still think I'm hot."

Alcina snorted with laughter, "Yes, yes I do."

"Good!" You kissed her lips and her hands. After settling under the covers and turning out the lights, your turned to her.

"Alcina? You are so warm and such a comfort. This is going to be a long journey for me since motherhood is relatively new, but with you and our girls by my side, I can achieve anything. I'm so ready for the long road ahead, no matter what happens!"

Alcina smiled. "Thank you, iubirea mea! Good night, and may sweet dreams find their way to you."

One final kiss, and the two of you drifted off happily and sleepily under the moonlight, dreaming of your upcoming adventures.

[oikadori]

Hi. I just found your blog and i really love your writing❤ so I was wondering if i could request a fic with Oikawa. One day he finds his pregnant wife crying coz most of her cloths don't fit anymore so he takes her shopping and spoils her. maybe they end up going a bit overboard with the baby stuff. (the only thing I can think about is papa Oikawa, it makes my heart melt. he would make an amazing papa I feel like he secretly wants a little girl. but would love a son too) Thank you! 💖

I’m so happy you like what i do 📈💗💗OMG ANON YESS, I also believe Oikawa wants a baby girl!! I think he’ll be such a loving dad I CAN’T. Thanks for requesting!!...I went really S O F T with this one. Hope you like it! 

A/N: Ok so I love thinking about domestic Oikawa...my heart just MELTS. Sorry if this turns a little too much 👉👈🥺. Alsoo i finally learnt how to turn my asks into drafts the POWER I have now HAHAHAHAHA

Oikawa Tooru x f!Reader

Summary: He always had  gotten a little too overboard showing you how special you are, and more now, when you’re carrying his child

Genre: fluff, a lot of fluff, pregnant!Reader

Warnings: self-doubt ,a little suggestive maybe?, time skip spoilers 

WC~ 1,2K

Oikawa swung the door open, leaving his shoes outside and dropping his sports bag on the floor, but you didn’t hear it.

“Y/N, I’m home!” he says as a small yawn leaves his mouth. But there is no answer. The silence of the house makes Oikawa’s heart jump against his chest within seconds, “Y/N?”, he reaches for your shared bedroom and finds you sitting on the edge of the bed with a hand on your mouth.

There are some clothes scattered around the floor and onto the bed and he notices you’re wearing one of his old Aoba Johsai’s shirts, displaying your bare legs.

You’re hand still covers your mouth, capturing the sobs while the other is placed on your swollen stomach. He kneels placing his hands on your knees, making you jolt, just then you realize your husband has gotten home.

“Love, what happened? Where does it hurt? Do you need me to call your doctor” you shake your head in embarrassment, and turn your face not wanting to be scanned by those chocolate eyes, “Y/N?”

“No…it’s not that”, when you finally face him, there is worry written all over his features and you can’t help to feel pitiful about the reason that had you in that state “It’s just…”

“Talk to me, love, please” he says softly before reaching your hand and placing a tender kiss on your knuckles for you to continue.

“It’s just – nothing fits me anymore!”, you squeak hiding your blush from him, Oikawa’s face softens, and he can’t help a relieved smile to curve on his lips.

You were almost 6 months pregnant, at first you didn’t mind the way your favorites t-shirts started to tightly wrap your body, but as the time passed you couldn’t help to feel some old insecurities blossom.

The way those perfect slim girls approached Oikawa after his matches as you waddled slowly towards him for the sake of your future child, made your confidence fragile.

So, as he was training, you decided to try some of the dresses and blouses that he once told you that looked beautiful on you. You can tell now how stupid that was. Trying on the clothes, made you feel only more troubled, but when your favorite dress couldn’t go over your hips and teared a little, that’s when you started sobbing uncontrollably.

He offered you several times to go to the pregnant woman section in stores, but you said none of them fit your style, making him roll his eyes and grin at your stubbornness.

“I’m too big for everything!” you blink when you hear Oikawa giggling softly, placing his hands on your stomach, leaning closely to it.

“Did you hear that? Your mom is stressing out because you’re growing strong and healthy” he looks at your round womb, stroking it lovingly, making you huff at him.

He stands up to cup your cheeks, kissing the tears that had fallen over them.

“Y/N, look at me, you are beautiful as ever.  You are carrying our love inside. Please, don’t  cry over that, love, when you look so gorgeous like this” he smiles at you before sitting behind you, he places his chin on your shoulder as his hands fall on top of yours over your tummy. You can’t help to smile a little. ‘Such a romantic’

“You’re lucky you’re good with words-” a soft laugh come out of your lips and you feel him smiling against your shoulder blade

“That’s the laugh I love! Now, would you FINALLY listen to me and go to the pregnancy sections? I saw I really nice dress the other day, you know?”

“okay” you say trough a little pout, causing Oikawa’s eyes to gleam as his airy laugh fills the room.

Feeling his hot breath on your neck never failed to make you gasp, you sigh, defeated. Oikawa Tooru always seemed to have a way to ease you, making your sobs stop and your heartbeat rise.

Suddenly he lightly bites and kisses the skin on your neck, stealing a whimper out of you before practically growling in your ear.

“As much as it turns me on to see you stretching my school T-shirt, beautiful. Sadly, I’m gonna have to ask to change so we can go”

You feel as if you were back in high school, getting flustered by the captain of Aoba Johsai. You close your eyes, grinning sillily at how lucky you were to have him with you.

///

You walk, holding onto his arm around the mall for a few minutes before entering in the first store.

“H-How does it look?”, Oikawa turns his head as he holds a bunch of different dresses and blouses for you to try on, his jaw slacks open when his eyes fall on you.

“You’re gorgeous” you look yourself in the mirror and slightly grin at the way the fabric envelopes your form, finally feeling confident again. Oikawa eagerly hands you the pile of clothes, earning a soft peck from you.

“Tooru, isn’t it too much?”

“For you nothing it’s too much, love. We have plenty of time”

“But you haven’t rest, tomorrow you still have practice and-“ his eyes soften as he places his finger on your lips

“It’s all about you now, we’ll worry about it later”

You have been walking for a few hours now and honestly his overwhelming eagerness was contagious. He asks you constantly if you’re tired or hungry, but you only feel excitement. You both just realizing how close you were to becoming parents.

After you left the last baby store, both of you have their hands full of bags. Still, Oikawa finds a way to hold onto yours as you walk with a wide smile. He stops on his tracks, making you turn to the side to look at him.

“Tooru, everything all right?” you ask him, quirking an eyebrow. He releases your hand to stroke gently your stomach, a pink blush spreading on your face.

“I love you so much, Y/N. God, I can’t wait to meet her!” he whispers before kissing your lips lovingly.

“W-We don’t know if is gonna be a girl yet, Tooru” you whisper, his forehead softly pressing against yours.

“I know but…I have a feeling”

And you had a feeling too, no, you were certain that Oikawa was going too be such a loving father, your child was never going to lack attention or support from him. And the thought of it, made your heart melt.

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It’s really amusing, honestly, at least for you. How Iwaizumi’s tired face looks trough the screen as his two dorks friends keep taking out of a bag an infinitude of toys, clothes and baby implements.

“Iwa-chan, look. Matching T-shirts!”

“Oh! don’t forget the little alien plush” you say excitedly as Oikawa follows your hands to one of the bags with satisfaction.

“Where are those tiny shoes that looked like mine?” he starts peeking in every bag before Iwaizumi’s throbbing vein literally pops.

“Oi,Trashykawa! – sorry, Y/N – Do you realize that we have time difference, right? I thought this was im-“ Iwaizumi blinks multiple times troigh the screen as his ears turn bright red, making impossible for you to contain a giggle.

Oikawa waves in front of the screen a Godzilla plush matching with a green jumpsuit with patterns of the same gigantic lizard.

“I hate it here…what else did you buy?”

Two hours later Iwaizumi finds himself shipping to Argentina a bunch of other stuff including a mini Japan’s national team bodysuit, cursing Oikawa under his breath as he enters his payment method.

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[midoriyas-wifey]

All I want is some size kink headcanons with kirishima PLEASE HSHSHSH (I prefer fem)

Ok so this kinda turned into a horneé post about kirishima but it definitely has size kink overtones bc you can’t have kiri without a size kink you just can’t 🤷‍♀️ bone app the teeth @shorkbrian come get y’all juice

This man is built for size kink, everyone in the bnha fandom knows this, it’s canon at this point. Usually people headcanon him as being 6ft something, but not me. I’m built different and so is he. He is Fatgum height, and nearly as broad across with muscles. You heard me. He’s a behemoth of a man. 7’10 or bust babey!! I mean All Might is 7’2 so it’s not implausible in this world that he could get that tall.

The God of Himbos ™ there’s literally no one nicer on this planet, which helps make up for his near-cruel dick game. You’d better say a prayer to whatever god you believe in before he drills up into those guts. And he’s so nice the whole time too (usually).

Has thighs thicker around than your entire body. He’s like a tiger in that his legs are so strong that even if he got killed he could die standing up. He’s a beast. Loves it when you straddle his thigh and grind on him, begging for attention. And when his baby girl begs so sweetly, how can he refuse?

His biceps alone are bigger around than your head, his arms are so massive but are so gentle and careful with you. His hands are huge and rough as well, and he loves to cup your face (really your whole head with the size of his hands) and pepper it with smooches and sharp toothed smiles. 

He loves all of you, but your ass really does him in. And he loves thighs too; but especially your ass. His hands are on those cakes 24/7 in some manner or another. If he could just keep a cheek in hand the whole day to squeeze on he’d die a happy man. Pinching, squeezing, smacking, spanking, biting, eating it. If it involves your ass then you’d best believe he’s into it.

He’s not even a tiny bit discreet about it, will stare and watch that thing wobble in your (and his) favorite sundress. 

And if you can throw it back? Make it wiggle a lil for him? My mans is on one knee already. 

You really are too cute for him to handle. He’s all hard edges, his figure large and intimidating. You just look so sweet and soft while pressed up on his chest, tiny hands grasping at whatever you can, moans and hiccups and girlish ‘ah ah ahs’ pouring out of your mouth while he pummels your juicy pussy. Too cute.

Loves to praise because he knows it makes you clench down and gush around him, which honestly he didn’t even know your pussy could get any tighter than it already was, but now you got him stuck inside your heavenly cunny and he’s not one to pass up an opportunity. 

He’s up in your ear like, “Goddam baby girl, this pussy feels so fucking good around my dick. Whose is it? Huh? Who does this sweet little pussy belong to?” all while pounding you out, never breaking pace.

Near folds you in half when he gets down to business, you have to remind him to not squish you too much.

He might sort of have a thing for squishing you a lil 👀

Maybe more than a lil 

He loves the noises his dick can draw from your sopping pussy and drooling mouth. Your tongue hangs out and he has you panting like a bitch in heat no matter what position.

The sloppier the better, he wants all the naughty noises you and your body can make for him. 

One time he called you ‘Commander in Queef’ and you wouldn’t let him touch you for 3 days after that 💀

He wants to live a life with no regrets and that includes stuffing you silly every chance he gets. Every. Single. Chance. Doesn’t matter what AU he’s written in Kirishima lives and dies for your sweet pussy, it was made for him he just knows it. 

Nothing has ever fit him better than his precious pebble’s pussy, even when you whine it’s too much he knows you can take it; he just has to do a bit of prep work. 

He’s always too much in the beginning, no matter how much prep work goes in, there’s always that overwhelming stretch, that sense of total fullness that follows the whole way through. You learn to love it, and now you know that no other dick could possibly fill you up like his does.

You love his bigness, and even if you’re not petite, even if you’re big, up against him? Leedle girl. Leedle girl he likes to pick up and bounce on his dick til he creams inside your sensitive lil cunny and adds to the tummy bulge already present from his dick.

Speaking of which it’s legit like forearm sized idc idc. The first time he whipped it out you sucked your lips into your mouth in surprise because how the fuck were you gonna take that?? It’s so heavy that even when he’s fully hard it dips down below its own weight. It's much tanner than the rest of him, but ends in an angry reddish-purple head that’s oozing with thick precum. He’s got one thick vein that runs the length of it on the left, and then a smaller one running on the underside.

Suck on those veins and right underneath the head of his dick and Lord have mercy cuz he’s about to bust. 

His cum is thick as hell and it comes out in buckets. He prefers to cum inside you because it satisfies his breeding kink and he loves to see his cum leak in thick rivers out of your destroyed little cunny while he tries to scoop and push the thick cream back inside.

He also likes cumming on your face but rarely gets to do that since it tends to get in your hair and fuck tryna get all that out.

His balls are huge and heavy, like each one are the size of a peach. They’re straight up wrecking balls. And they’re sooooo sensitive no matter how much experience he gets under his belt. He can’t keep his cool. 

Like you could be sucking his dick for hours but the moment when you reach to cup his balls and play with them he’s putty.

Suck. On. Them. This man will go apeshit, rutting his hips up and moaning for more, just please keep playin’ with ‘em, pebble.

He wants to smother your face with them while he fucks your throat, or just smother you with them in general. He’s just a nasty dude that loves rubbing himself all over you, and seeing his huge dick plop down on your surprised face while he has you suck on his balls makes him cum HARD.

So yeah he’s just a big dude that you can use as a horny jungle gym, and all he asks in return is you let him destroy that tight little pussy over and over again.

[sugarmaplewings-fics]

Insecure Thicc!Reader

Pairings: BNHA Boys x reader

Warnings: Some spicy bits, but not too crazy, a little crude, kinda implied fem! in some bits, but you can just skip over those points if ya want

Characters: Bakugou, Kirishima, Dabi

Author’s Note:

Hello! This is the first time I’ve written for Dabi so I hope his turned out ok! As a thicc girl myself, I kinda poured my heart out a bit for this request. I hope you enjoy these little headcanons (I kinda went crazy oop—)!

If you’re feeling insecure, remember that you’re beautiful, no matter what other people say! I’m still on my own journey of self-love, but I hope that this can bring a bit of comfort to anyone who is anywhere on that road.

I know that it says Mirio, but I don't write for him so I contacted the requester and they swapped him out for Dabi.

I love you guys! Hope you like it!

-Sugar

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Bakugou:

My mans Bakugou

He can appreciate some nice booty

I'm just going to jump straight to cuddling here because that's what I feel like doing

In public, Bakugou isn't all that affectionate

I am by no means saying he wouldn't gladly flaunt your relationship and yell about how wonderful and attractive his s/o is, but for the most part he likes to keep it between you two

But during down time, when there's nothing to do and all evening to do it, he wants you in his lap

SNUGGLING

He a stronk boi, you're sitting on his lap whether you like it or not

You are his human teddy bear, and you're going to have a hard time getting him to let you go

He wants to touch you all over and let his hands sink into your soft, plush body

Cheeks? Perfect for kissing and squeezing between his fingers

Your chest? He likes to hold you in his hands and test the weight of your boobs. They're so nice and soft and squeezable

Tummy? Bakugou's all over giving you soft, slow kisses over your skin, sucking a little into his mouth and between his teeth to nibble on

Thighs? He's touching on them constantly. If ever he's feeling possessive over you, his hands are going to fly to your legs and give them a solid squeeze to remind you you're his

Butt? Like I said, he loves it. He likes smacking it at every opportunity. Watching the resulting jiggle is the most satisfying and enticing thing to him

He likes to hold you at night, either his hands firmly clasping those lower cheeks or simply having it pressed into him. As much as he can get, he'll take

…

Now, if he ever catches you saying something bad about yourself, you're done for

You say it when you're home alone together? He's going to prove to you how beautiful and valuable you are through any methods he can think of

Lecture consisting mostly of him yelling about how much he loves you? Check

Tackling you in an aggressive hug and pinning you to the bed only to point out and gently kiss everything you dislike about yourself, telling you how much he loves it? Check

There's another thing I could mention he'd do, but my mom might read this, so I don't want to get into it, buuutt you can fill it in yourself 👀—

Say something bad out in public? He's going to give you a death glare and pull you aside as soon as he can to tell you to stop

If someone makes a nasty comment about you, they got a big storm comin

Let's just say that, after an extensive apology from the person, you probably won't see them again for weeks

Bakugou knows how to get to people

…

Katsuki doesn't care about what you look like, as long as you're happy and healthy

He values how you carry yourself and how you treat him. Something as superfluous as appearance isn’t on his mind when choosing and loving a partner

He's a good person to vent to as well. It may not seem like he’s listening sometimes, but he his. His insight is truly outstanding. There's something about him where, when he wants to, he always knows the right thing to say

13/10 loves you just the way you are and knows you're beautiful. Would not hesitate bitch to throw hands to anyone who says otherwise

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Kirishima:

Idk if this is me just self projecting onto him or whatever, but high key I think Kirishima could have a thing for thicc people

Nothing against our skinny queens and kings! He'd love you either way

But like, I can 100% see it

So he honestly gets kinda offended when he realizes you're insecure about your body

He understands why you feel this way—he's not blind to the fact that you're a little bigger than some other people

What really gets him is why you put so much pressure on yourself to look a certain way. To him, you're the most beautiful wonderful person in his world. Why would you be so negative towards yourself?

He knows how it feels to be insecure, especially with appearance

If you want to change yourself, he's 100% supportive. Mans is literally the most perfect gym buddy and would love to be by your side on your journey of self improvement

If you're not interested in changing your appearance, whether it be simply just for now or even never, guess what? He's 100% supportive!

I've seen this everywhere, and if you're also a regular in this niche of fanfic, I'm sure you have too, but Kiri is the biggest hype man

New outfit? He's all over telling you how good you look. Flaunt it, babes!

New makeup look? Amazing! Beautiful!

Did something different with your hair? Yesyesyesyesyes

And he's completely genuine in his praise as well. It's not manly to be fake about your thoughts and beliefs, and he knows for a fact that you're beautiful, just the way you are. Confidence goes perfectly with any look!

…

When it comes to cuddling, he's all over you

He'll respect it if you're uncomfortable being touched in some places, but what he wants most is to be as handsy with you as possible

He just wants to run his hands over every surface of your body. Nothing suggestive about it (unless you're in the mood! 😉), he just wants to feel you

Boob pillow? That's all his. It's like there's one magnet in your chest and another in the side of his head. They're just so soft and plush and squishy?? To die for! Even if your chest is comparatively small, he's still on you. You can't stop him

When his head isn't planted on your chest, it's settled on your belly. He likes the warmth against his cheek and finds every aspect of it cute

Rolls? Adorable! Stretch marks? Beautiful! Hair? Pretty!

11/10 you're getting tummy kithes and little teasing tickles every night you spend together

He loves your thighs. Being a little grabby with them is totally his thing

Yet another place to leave kisses. Maybe even love bites too `O.O`

Great place for him to take little naps. Literally I cannot stress enough how comfortable he finds you, immersed in your scent, cheek comfortably resting on the tops of your legs, your fingers carding through his soft red hair. You are literally Heaven on Earth to him

Insecure about your arms? He loves them. They lead to you, and give him the best cuddles and hugs ever in the whole wide world. He'll kiss them all the way up and down until you admit they're not so bad

That goes for everything though. If he catches you talking bad about yourself or your body, he will tackle you and start kissing you all over until you admit how beautiful you are

KISSES ON YOUR CHEEKS. CHUBBY CHEEKS ARE VERY ADORABLE AND COMPLETELY FREE KISSING REAL ESTATE

He won't hesitate to carry you around or let you sit on his lap. He's a hero (or even just training to be a hero). He's super strong and manly, and besides, what else are those muscles for? Punching bad guys? Nah, he's more interested in holding his favorite person in the world (oop, that's you!)

Doesn't matter how heavy you are (I'm also talking to all yee who are 200lbs+. I see you. He's got you), he can pick you up. Carrying around his s/o is 100% mandatory and you can't say no (well, I mean, you can but like, only if you truly mean it)

Any days you feel down on yourself, he can be a little more serious

He's a great listener and will hear every word you have to say without interrupting, even though a part of him wants to interject any time you may try to call yourself ugly or unattractive

Once you've vented everything out, he'll pull you into his arms and let you settle on his lap. Then he'll give you the hype/pep talk you need

Anything you don't like about yourself, he'll go on a whole rant about how much he loves it. It's not a flaw, it's just a part of who you are. And because it's a part of you, Kirishima is going to love it, no matter how much resentment you may feel towards it

He's a big hugger, so he wants to have you as close to him as he can. It helps him feel like he's making you feel better

…

Heaven forbid someone tries to give you trouble for how you look

He won't react as explosively as Bakugou, but they still better be praying

Kirishima's going to give them a good long talk about treating others with respect and being manly. He's not leaving until they apologize

All in all, Kirishima will forever love you for who you are. He doesn't care about your body shape or size. As long as you're healthy and happy and being your best self, he's going to be all for you

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Dabi:

So this guy is not having ya insecure BS

He doesn't see any problem with the way you look

He really grows to like your body even more than he expected over the course of the relationship

He likes how much more of you he has to grab and kiss and smack (affectionately)

He's pretty open with PDA

He likes grabbing your ass where everyone can see and giving you a nice squeeze just to let you and everyone else know you're his

He's into making out with you behind the bar, just waiting for someone to walk in on you

Dabi isn't big on being soft in public, but behind closed doors, you'd find him giving softer kisses and lighter touches

Initially isn't big on cuddling but opens up to it more as he finds how soft and huggable you are

You can bet you're sitting on his lap whenever you can, whether it's alone together in your room or even during a meeting; this man has no shame (not that he should be)

When you open up to him about your insecurities, he'll be a little upset

He sees nothing wrong with you at all, so why is your body something to be upset over? If anything, he's more attracted to you like this

He has a bit of a hard time finding himself attractive due to his burns (he's so wrong tho), so in that sense, he can somewhat understand

Decides to make a bit of a pact with you to stop being so insecure about yourselves and making a big deal out of appearances

You both love each other for who you are, and that's what's important

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[saturnsstufff]

Hey Saturn when your free and got time could you pretty please do some dad Sam headcannons or a short fic, whichever you'd prefer! I just feel like we all need some dad Sam headcannons cause the discord got me thinking about him🥺 dad Sam my beloved

-👀

Honestly he is so fresh in my mind as soon as you sent this I had to write.

Amelia- Awsamdude

   Sam was such an amazing person. I mean genuinely, the man worked so hard for everything. He made sure the house you two had was comfortable, he worked hard hours at the prison, all well still experimenting with Redstone. But no matter what, he always made sure to shower you in love and affection. He never wanted you doubting your place within his heart.

   Being his girlfriend, and fiancé was short lived to say the least. He wanted to marry you so bad. Calling you his, and only his, was such a high honor to him. After settling down into the comfort of a new chapter in life, you both did start to notice something feeling off or missing. It's said a lot like that, but Sam and you just genuinely felt a little off, and lonely without a little extra spunk.

   So naturally when he climbed over you, and suggested maybe bringing a baby into the world, you both broke into wide smiles. It was genuinely the cutest thing ever. He was so happy that you were the mother, well you were happy he was the father.

   When you told him you were actually pregnant, he couldn't contain his pure joy and excitement. He had wanted a family for so long, just something he could call his own. He wanted moments with his children like their first Christmas, Easter, ect. He also wanted the little moments in between them.

   He knew pregnancies were hard, and he apologized the whole nine months. although he knew the ending was oh, so worth it, the track there was rough. But he adored every trimester you went through. What started as a adorable little bump, turned into something he could gently lift and hold for you.

   His favorite thing ever, had quickly become the moments you laid against him in bed. With his hand on your stomach, rubbing gentle loving shapes, as the two of you rested your heads together. Loving the soft gentle moment you always shared. He always made you feel so safe, and you always clamed his nerves, relieving any stress held from his day.

   He was one of those dad's that just adored your tummy. He always had a hand or his hands on it. Wanting to just feel close to his child and you. Of course he would also lay his head on your lap and talk to the baby bump. Saying he couldn't wait to meet his little bundle.

   When the baby was born he was in love. It was an adorable baby girl, curled up ever so small within your arms. Sam loved the name Amelia, finding it perfect for his little darling.

   Well you recovered, Sam was the most perfect dad ever. He never failed to get up at night if Amelia was fussy. Her little cries always cut short at the sight of her strong daddy coming to get her. He would lay her on his chest and rock so gently, singing softly and humming sweet lullaby's so she could sleep peacefully.

   You would often catch him slipping back into bed from one of the nightly cries. His arm slipping around your waist tightly. Pulling your body close to his. You couldn't help the smile that graced your lips when you nuzzled his chest. Of course he nuzzled into your neck, finding comfort with your soft presence.

   One particular day would always stick out to you. Sam had been working long shifts at the prison, now that dream inhabited the prison he took his job very seriously.

   But because of his long hours, Amelia and you have been left alone. Sam didn't want to be gone from his two girls of course. But he also didn't want to leave dream alone.

   Luckily one night he came back early, and trust me you were very thankful. Amelia wouldn't stop crying, she just wanted her dad. The crying was starting to take a toll on you as well. As soon as your armor covered husband walked in, you literally cried. Throwing your arms around him you sobbed into his chest. Overwhelmed from being too tired. Of course Sam was shocked and worried when his first interaction home was his wife sobbing into his chest.

   "Baby... Hey... Is Amelia ok?..." he asked softly. Gently rubbing your back, wanting to calm you down.

   “I.. I don't know! I.. I've fed her, and she doesn't need to be changed! Even when I hold her she cries!" Your tear stained face looked up at him. His face was only showing kindness, gentle eyes looking into your tear filled ones.

   "Baby... baby, its ok..." he took your face into his hands softly. Gently rubbing your cheeks, wiping away your tears. He pressed his lips to your forehead, offering soft moments to you to try and ease your worries. "Go ahead and sit down a moment, ok?..." he asked gently. When you nodded as a answer he kisses your forehead once more. Letting his hands fall from your face.

   He wondered into Amelia's room, his boots heavy on the wooden floor. As soon as her father came into view she reached out for him. Her little legs kicking away.

   "Hey... hey now... I herd my Little Girl was causing momma problems..." He said softly. Picking her up into his arms. With gentle rocks he walked back out to you. Ami cuddled into his arms, her crying now dying down. He offered his hand out to you. His other arm easily holding your baby. "Lets get you a bath love..." you nodded and got up, taking his gentle yet firm hand.

   Sam always knew what to do for you and Ami. Well you relaxed out in the freshly drawn bath. Sam had Ami layout on the bed. Her wide Grey eyes looking up at him with wonder as she tried to fit her foot into her mouth. Sam only chuckled at her cute actions. "What do you think your doing there? Feet aren't very yummy" he mused, setting his armor aside. Instead of pulling a shirt on, he just scooped Ami up resting her on his chest. With her cuddling down against him, he smiled at her. Every time he looked at her he saw you, and that only made him love you both more.

   When you stepped out of the bathroom you simply head for the living room. Feeling much better now that you had a moment of peace, clothing wise Sam's left over T-shirt acted as a perfect nightgown. When you found Sam, the sight was utterly adorable.

   Sam sat on the couch, laid out completely relaxed. On his chest, Ami laid completely asleep. Her soft cheek pressed to Sam's chest, his heart beat offering a soft loving tune. His hand was rested on her back, above the blanket that laid over top of the two cuddle bugs. Although his eyes were closed he wasn't asleep, with the soft pad of your feet he opened his eyes. Gazing up at you with adoring eyes.

   "How was your bath, baby?" He asked softly, moving a bit of the blanket for you. You crawled onto the couch by him. Nuzzling and resting your head on his shoulder the three of you all cuddled down.

   "It was long needed... better if you were with me..." he smiled and kissed your head. Taking in all the affection he was receiving.

   "We can always take one together again... maybe when Ami isn't so fussy..." he muttered, his thumb rubbing over Ami's tiny back.

   "She really missed you..." you said, looking down at your sweet daughter. Sam's arm snuck around your waist, pulling you tight against him.

   "Well I missed you both..." Sam said softly. No matter what he always found peace with you both. With both his girls. You two were the one thing he would give everything up for. You, his wife, the one person he confided everything in, and Ami. His daughter, the daughter made of his flesh and blood. He loved you both more than words would even begin to explain. No matter how fussy she was, it was moments like this that made up for it. Sam turned his head to face you, his lips pressing together a moment before he spoke. "I Love you (y/n)..."

   "I love you too Sam"

[sebstanns]

Cuffs

Summary: Bucky is guarding / detaining you as a favour to Sharon, unfortunately she gets delayed and the two of you are forced to spend the night together.

Warnings: 18+ for sexual content. Fingering, frottage, mentions of light bondage. Spoilers for The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

AN: Set after TFATWS, reader works for Sharon. May be the start of a series. Masterlist

"These cuffs are too tight." You whine loudly as Bucky pushes you into the motel room.

"No they aren't." He grumbles. "In fact you could probably get out of them if you tried hard enough."

You look around the room, to call it shabby would be a compliment.

"Sit down." Bucky says shortly, turning on the TV.

You sigh and perch on one of the beds, wriggling your wrists in the cuffs.

Bucky pulls out his phone and paces between the twin beds as he talks. "It's me. Yeah, I got her. She was being a pain in the ass so I cuffed her. Don't worry, she's fine."

You look up at him. "Let me talk to her." You hiss.

He scowls and shakes his head, the crease between his brows appearing. It's adorable really.

You can hear Sharon ranting on the other end. Oops.

Eventually he sighs and holds his phone out. "She wants to talk to you."

You smile sweetly and take it, holding it awkwardly in your restrained hands.

"Hello?" You ask, apprehensively.

"Tell Barnes to go outside." Sharon snaps.

"Err, can you give us some privacy?" You ask Bucky.

He turns from his position at the window and rolls his eyes. "I'll just be outside."

"We're alone." You tell her, almost dropping the phone.

"I've been calling you." She says, briskly.

"I don't know where my phone is, Barnes kind of abducted me so-"

"You didn't stick to the fucking plan, did you?"

"Technically I didn't, BUT I made it even better."

"You got greedy."

"I did it for us, Sharon. More investment means-"

"Don't drag my name into this. Lucky for you I managed to reason with the people you stole from."

"I didn't steal....the plan was...." You trail off, knowing that it's pointless making excuses.

"The plan was perfect until you went rogue and pissed off all the wrong people!" Sharon yells.

"Sorry." You mutter.

"I'm coming to get you and bring you back to Madripoor, you need to lay low. I promised them you'd disappear for a while."

"Fine." You sigh, grudgingly.

"I can't get a plane until the early hours so just stay put. Barnes will be guarding you."

"GUARDING me?" You splutter.

"Yes, didn't you hear what I said? You pissed off some prominent....personalities."

"Right."

"Just sit tight and try not to annoy Barnes too much."

"Promise." You sigh.

Sharon snorts in response and hangs up.

You tap on the window to indicate that the the call is over, Bucky slips back in and takes his phone.

"Everything ok?" He asks.

"Not really." You mutter, holding up your cuffed hands. "Please can you take these off? I'm obviously not going anywhere."

He eyes you suspiciously before nodding and fishing the key out of his pocket.

As he leans over to unlock you, you discreetly inhale in his scent. You've had a crush on Bucky since the first time you met him, in Madripoor. Then he'd been with Sam and the Baron, you'd only met him briefly but oh, your pulse kicked up a gear whenever he looked your way with those soulful blue eyes. You had crossed paths a couple of times since (he and Sharon seemed to be constantly doing favours for one another) and he always had the same effect on you. Sharon even teased you about it. And it might be (probably was) your imagination but you'd noticed his cheeks turn pinker when he was forced to speak to you, his eyes lingering on you when he thought you weren't looking.

"Thanks." You murmur, rubbing your wrists.

He gives you one of his soulful looks and you feel it in the pit of your tummy. "You're welcome." He says, softly.

You had actually been thrilled when he turned up at the bar, and even more thrilled when he said lowly in your ear, "You need to come with me." You had known that Sharon would send someone to get you, but it hadn't occured to you that someone would be Bucky. The struggle was mostly for show, you just enjoyed the feeling of Bucky's big, strong arms restraining you.

"You may as well get comfortable." He says, not looking up from his phone.

"I'm hungry." You say, plaintively.

"In case you haven't noticed, this isn't the kind of place that has room service."

"I saw a vending machine in reception."

Bucky sighs impatiently. "What do you want?"

"Chips and soda? Barbeque and Sprite?" You smile, hopefully.

"Fine. Don't move."

"I've got some change in my pocket." You offer, jutting your hip out at him.

His eyes flicker over you briefly. "I got it." He grumbles.

You need a moment alone to process your conversation with Sharon - you had heard her go off at people plenty of times but her vitriol had never been directed at you. It had been you and her against the world for so long, she felt like your family. She must've gotten a lot of shit from those investment assholes. Like they couldn't afford to lose a few thou, you're surprised that they even noticed.

Bucky returns with your soda and chips, chucking them unceremoniously on the bed, and some salted chips and a Coke for himself. You're fascinated, you've never seen him eat before.

"Thankyou." You say, ripping open the chips. "I'm starving."

He sits on the other bed, his legs stretched out and crossed as he looks impassively at the TV. You can't help stealing glances at him as you eat. He's wearing all black as usual, leather jacket, jeans and boots, his bionic arm concealed. Your cunt aches at the prospect of being alone with him for an entire night, you want to feel his arms around you again, his strong thighs between yours and his mouth, well, everywhere.

"Did Sharon tell you what I did?" You ask.

"I didn't ask for details. I just know that you pissed her off." He says, still looking at the TV.

"She's taking me back to Madripoor." You say quietly.

"I know. Makes sense." He shrugs.

"You and her go way back, right?"

"I've known her for a while."

"How come you and Sam are always doing her favours? You owe her or something? She doesn't like to talk about it." You probe.

"Neither do I." He says, turning his unflinching gaze on you.

You can't help but laugh. "You've got a great poker face, Barnes, I'll have to take you gambling in Madripoor, you'll make us rich."

"I'll pass." He says, crumpling his Coke can in his bionic hand.

You turn your attention to the TV - some garish game show - and feel his eyes still on you. The ache is getting worse, now you're positively throbbing with need. What the hell, you're going to Madripoor in the morning, who knows when you'll see him again? You may as well shoot your shot.

"Sharon thinks there's tension between us." You murmur casually, glancing at him.

"I won't argue with that."

"Sexual tension."

"Oh." He mutters. "You believe everything Sharon tells you?"

"She's mostly right about things."

Not entirely true. Sharon's exact words were, "If you and Barnes don't stop eye fucking each other I'm going to puke." Then she muttered something about 'steering clear of super soldiers'.

"Maybe we should do something about it, get it out of the way." You say, feeling yourself flush and keeping your eyes on the screen.

"That's not a good idea." He replies, but the tone of his voice sounds different, husky almost. Out of the corner of your eye, you see him shift on the bed.

"I've got a proposition for you." You say, finally, turning to him.

Bucky clears his throat. "If it's an investment opportunity I'm not interested."

"It's not financial, it's physical."

He sighs and looks at you.

"So, what if we kiss." You say, as lightly as you can manage.

"No." He says, flatly.

"Wait, I haven't finished. If we kiss and it's awful, then we forget about it and don't mention it ever again."

"I like the sound of that." He murmurs.

"If it's not awful well, we've got a motel room and a night to figure it out." You say softly, biting your lip.

The pause before he answers is far too long, and you're so embarrased you actually contemplate making a break for it.

"If I say yes will it shut you up?"

You laugh, relieved. "Yes, it will literally shut me up."

Bucky gets up off his bed slowly. "I'm going to regret this, I can tell."

"And I'm going into hiding, for who knows how long. It's the least you can do, Barnes." You say, your heart hammering with anticipation.

Bucky sits next to you, and your mouth starts to water just from his proximity.

"How do-"

You don't let him finish, leaning over and grabbing his jacket, pressing yourself against him and capturing his mouth with yours. It's even better than you imagined; he's slow and gentle but firm, bringing his hand up to grip the nape of your neck, a soft growl escaping from the back of his throat.

You pull away, flustered. Bucky's eyes are wide, staring at you.

You gulp. "Awful, right?"

"Just terrible." He murmurs, his hand tightening on the back of your neck.

"I guess that's it then." You shrug, looking at him through lowered lashes.

"That's it." He kisses you again, and this time it's all consuming. His lips are so soft but insistent and he licks into your mouth, making you groan into his.

You just want to climb onto him, anything to relieve the desperate ache. Bucky pulls you onto his lap with a grunt and you straddle him, your kisses growing deeper. He's so solid underneath you and you rub yourself against him, feeling the bulge grow in his jeans.

"Fuck, you're needy aren't you?" He chuckles lowly, kissing your neck.

You make a noise of agreement, slipping his jacket off his broad shoulders.

Bucky unbuttons your pants, and slides his hand into your panties.

"Is this ok?" He asks softly.

"It's all ok." You tell him and gasp as you feel his fingers opening you up, your hips jerking in response when he finds your clit. He tongues your mouth again as he plays with your pussy, slipping two fingers inside you.

You moan his name as you fuck his hand, rubbing him through his jeans and feeling the flicker of heat blooming at your core. Suddenly Bucky withdraws his hand and you stare at him as he gets up of the bed.

"Get undressed." He swallows, pulling his t-shirt off.

Quickly you strip down to your underwear and sit back on the bed, Bucky stands before you naked, beautiful, his arm gleaming in the lamplight. You can't hide your alarm when you notice he's got the cuffs in his hand again.

"What are those for?" You gulp, eyes wide.

"For when I fuck you." He says thickly. "If it's ok?"

You nod eagerly, pleasantly surprised. It was a first for you but you trusted him and well, now was a good a time as any.

Bucky gets on the bed and reaches for you, pulling you close and kissing you roughly, his hand grabbing a fistful of hair, his dog tags clinking against your chest.

"How come you still wear these?" You ask, running your fingers over the metal.

"Don't worry about it." He murmurs.

Then there was no more talking.

* * * * *

The next morning you wake up, nestled into Bucky's back and feeling sore. Your pussy and your wrists had taken a pummeling the previous night, he had fucked you every way he wanted to and you had lost count of your orgasms. Quite a going away present before you were shipped away to Madripoor. You were contemplating waking Bucky to go another round when his phone vibrates on the bedside cabinet. Already awake, he reaches for it.

"Morning Sharon." He intones. "Yeah, I guessed that. No, she was fine, I made sure that she behaved. Right, ok. See you then."

You groan. "Great."

He turns over. "She just landed."

"But we have time, right?"

Bucky laughs, and gives you a genuine smile. "Time for what?"

Sitting up, you nod towards the bathroom and then touch his bionic arm. "Is this thing waterproof?"