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livwritesstuff · 6 months ago

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not exactly a happy one, and vaguely inspired by some stuff going on in my personal life

Eddie is pretty much constantly in awe of his oldest daughter Moe.

Granted, he’s in awe of all three of his kids, albeit for different reasons across the board, but Moe in particular because of how nothing gets to her. It’s kind of crazy, honestly, the way she can roll with the punches – it’s actually very Steve-like, and she's basically his double so that makes sense, but where Steve was doing it out of necessity, Moe seems to be innately unbothered by even the worst that life has thrown at her, and in all his years of raising her, there have been only two occasions where Eddie has seen Moe unable to immediately shake something off.

The first time was when the girls got their results back from at-home genetic tests and found out that Moe has a different bio-dad from her younger sisters.

The second time is now, after Moe learned that she didn’t pass the Bar Exam.

She didn't react great, obviously, and Eddie can admit his dismissive, "No way," when she told them probably hadn't helped at all but, in his defense, she made it through law school with as close to flying colors as one can get in goddamn law school, and she's been working her ass off studying for the Bar, so none of them had expected her to not pass. When she only looked blankly at her laptop screen for a moment before saying, "Fuck, I failed," as her head fell into her hands...yeah, Eddie sort of thought she was kidding.

"C'mon Moe," he'd continued after his entirely tactless no way, "Don't fuck with us about this."

And Moe had just given him a betrayed kind of look before shoving her chair out from the table and storming away.

A moment or two later, Steve had mumbled, "Shit, she actually didn't pass," sounding a bit perplexed as he looked at Moe's laptop like the big, red FAILED might suddenly change to something else.

They gave Moe a couple minutes before following after her.

“Hon,” Steve begins when they find her sulking (in the laundry room, of all places), “I’m sorry. I remember from my psych stuff what this shit is like. I get how –”

“No, you don’t!” Moe exclaims, “You don’t get it because you passed your test on the first fucking try even though you’ve got, like, brain damage or some shit.”

Moe misses the hurt look that passes over Steve’s face for a moment before he’s able to mask it.

Eddie does not.

“That’s how low the–”

“Alright,” Eddie interrupts, and he tugs Moe back by the hood of her sweatshirt, ignoring her protests as he begins ushering her down the hall and out the door.

He corrals her all the way out to the car parked in the driveway, opens the passenger-side door with one hand and shoves Moe into the car with the other.

“What the–” Moe protests.

“Can it,” he cuts her off, slamming the door on whatever retort she might have had for him.

Once he's in the driver's seat and the car is rumbling to a start, he turns to look at her.

“I understand that you're upset, Moe. I really do, but you do not get to take that out on Pop,” Eddie told her, “He’s way too good to you for that.”

Moe has the decency to look somewhat mollified even though she doesn't saying anything (which has always been a tell-tale sign that she knows she's in the wrong), and as Eddie throws the car in reverse and starts backing out of the driveway, she curls in on herself, leaning against the car door.

Eddie drives for a while with no real destination in mind (same as twenty-something years ago when Moe was a baby and Eddie would drive aimlessly around Cambridge in the hopes she'd maybe doze off).

After ten or so minutes of silence, Moe quietly says, “Literally everyone else I was in school with passed.”

Eddie glances at her, and does a double-take when he sees that she’s scrolling on goddamn Instagram. He reaches over to yank her phone out of her hand and toss it behind him into the depths of the back seat where it lands with a questionable clatter.

“Dad – what the fuck?” Moe looks at him, “If that’s broken now–”

“Then we get it fixed,” Eddie replied, “Or we buy another one. I don't care. Moe – when the fuck did you ever give a shit about other people?”

Moe gives a minute shrug as she looks away again.

“It’s been a point of contention with you basically since birth,” Eddie continues, “Seriously, it’s – and do not tell your father I said this, but it’s my favorite thing about you and I never want it to change.”

Again, Moe mostly ignores this.

"I get that this is disappointing and I get that it’s a setback and there's nothing any of us can say to make it better, but take it from someone who needed three tries to graduate high school — screw everyone else. Screw 'em. It's okay if something takes a little longer than you wanted it to.”

Eddie pauses, because there’s a lot he’s not saying here, stuff about how his third try at his senior year was hell on earth in pretty much every way possible, but how he also knows that if he hadn’t gone through it he wouldn’t have made life-long friends in Robin and Nancy. He wouldn’t have Steve and he wouldn't have everything about their life together the way it is today.

He settles on adding, “Sometimes you get a whole lotta good out of it in the end.”

After a moment, Moe actually nods, which Eddie takes as a victory.

"So...take the time you need to be disappointed or sad or angry or whatever. When you’re feeling better – or even when you’re not – you gotta apologize to Pop, okay?”

“Okay.”

Eddie glances at her again.

"You wanna stop and grab stuff to make margaritas?" he asks.

"God, yes."

#louder for the people in the back: You Are More Than A Test #steddie #liv’s steddie dads verse #steddie dads #steve harrington #eddie munson

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jaehyunsprincesspeach · 1 year ago

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Tomorrow x Together react to not being your bias

my goodness this could be so entertaining to see these boys are so goofy, I love them!

hope yall enjoy!

all the love ~ lunar

Soobin:

Soobin would freeze in shock when you tell him that he’s not your bias

Eyes practically popping out of his head like he just heard a nun cussing

I honestly think he would be speechless and wouldn’t really know how to react

He wouldn’t really take it personally, but he would start to question things

His mind would be overthinking everything that has happened between you two

He would wonder why you are with him instead of your bias in the group

Please reassure him, he might cry if you let him think on it too long

Once he knows that you are with him because you love him for him, he will start to calm down again, and won’t think much about it after that

However, he might tease you with this knowledge that he has

Until you give him the “stfu” look, and he stops immediately

In all honesty, he wouldn’t be too offended by it, because he knows that you are his, and he trusts that you are with him because you love him

Yeonjun:

Looks at you as if you just committed a felony

How dare you have a different bias than him???

His look is a combination of personal offense, and shock

Will become pouty when he hears that he isn't your bias

Won't show you affection the way that he normally does, but also won’t push away your affection either

Will say things like “why don't you go talk to Beomgyu, since he's your bias”

Not that he's insecure or anything, he just needs to be a little dramatic about the situation

Knows deep down that you are his and only his

Though you might want to reassure him anyways so he stops being dramatic

Overall, he might be a little bitter, but deep down he knows that you are his, and that you want to be with him and only him

Beomgyu:

This man is a whole different breed already, he would be so offended

Looks at you is if you just tore his heart out of his chest

“I'm not your bias? Who am I to you then? Jeez you think you know someone.”

Proceeds to pout even if you tell him that it doesn't matter and that he is the only one you have eyes for

Might even leave the room, if he does and you don't follow, he'll come back but he's even more pouty than he was before

Its as if the world is about to end “stuck down by my own girlfriend”

Keeps the joke going so long that he actually becomes insecure

Please reassure him, he just wants to be the one to treat you right :(

Same as Yeonjun, he wouldn't cuddle up to you, but he wouldn't push you away either

“Change your bias, I'm your bias, I am your boyfriend after all.” sometimes it's hard to tell if he's being dramatic or if he's actually worried about it

Again, he's gonna need lots of reassurance, maybe some cuddles, and his favorite sweets before he's back to normal

Overall, he's gonna be upset about it, but he won't tell you that he's overthinking, poor baby’s gonna need cuddle and kiss therapy for a week

Taehyun:

Unbothered King

Wouldn't even think twice about him not being your bias

If you were looking for a reaction from him, you wont get one

So calm about the whole thing, you might think he didn't even hear you lmao

He knows that you are with him for a reason, and he is confident that he can treat you better than anyone else could

He is confident with the relationship that you two have, so why would he worry

If you didn't want to be with him you wouldn't be, but you are so he's not stressed about anything

Other than Beomgyu screaming about something from the other room

When it comes to you, he knows that he can fully trust you, and he knows that you love him, a true King

Huening Kai:

Honestly Hyuka will probably think its cute, or he would agree with you

“Oh Soobin is your bias? Me too!”

Would probably get your bias to sign one of the photo cards you have

Thinks its cute, though he would probably also be a little sad that it's not him

Wouldn't overthink it though

More similar to Taehyun, he knows you are with him, and that he is yours

But he might tease you as well for having someone else be your bias

Another unbothered king for the most part

His teasing would have you flustered, which he thinks is the cutest thing ever

He in general just thinks that you are the cutest thing ever, so if having one of the other boys as your bias makes you giggle, hes okay with it

He just wants to see you happy, even if he is a little sad, he won't let it affect him too much

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themissinghand · 2 years ago

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Attack on Titan: Just a Sleepover Party

Summary: In which in the midst of sadness, grief, and duty, there is comfort, healing, and the will to move forward.

Or they are still children who likes stories.

Note: Takes place in Season 1 of the anime, where I get hit with nostalgia of the simpler times.

Female! Squad Leader! Inventor! Reader! and the cadets.

And Levi I guess.

Warning: None! Just fluffy goodness.

"Can't sleep?"

"Yea." Eren nodded nervously as he saw his superior put down her pencil.

After the last time when he got the opportunity to sleep over at their favourite squad leader’s room with Armin and Mikasa, the cadets of the 104th were curious...no, they were jealous.

So here he was, helping them get that “golden” opportunity.

Eren glanced back slightly, to see Connie, Jean, Sasha, Mikasa, Armin, Krista, and Ymir, but they weren't there.

"Alright, come on over. Oh and you guys too.”

"Wait, how did you see us?" Many heads pop out from behind the door.

All of them were in their sleep wear and looked like they really needed some sleep.

"How could I ignore your beautiful head, Connie?" She teased with a playful grin.

Their squad leader was kind and understanding, but dutiful and intelligent. There was no doubt in her leadership and her skills.

"Shut up." There were a few chuckles and now, an embarrassed boy.

"Alright y'all, you are all invited to a sleep party. Effective immediately!"

“Yes ma’am!” They saluted playfully.

"But where do we sleep?" Sasha spoke up, and yawned as she clutched her pillow.

"Are we bothering you? You know, I didn't think we'd actually do this. I mean, we're old enough now-"

"Shut up Jean, it's not like you didn't want to see her super bed." Eren snapped back.

"What did you say? You little baby-"

"Guys, stop it. We're in the seniors quarters and-" Krista tried to break them up.

"Guys shut up already." Ymir cut in and scoffed.

"Hurry and get in before the midget captain wipes the floor with me." They rushed in excitedly.

After all, they rarely get to go into the senior offices, much less personal rooms.

The room was rather simple.

An office desk, chair, a couple of shelves for files and books. Then there was a closet, and a door leading to the personal washroom.

Finally, their squad leader’s bed was a normal bed, though there was nothing surrounding it besides a lamp. It was night time, so how was his room so bright-

"Woah! How did you do that?" The kids asked excitedly.

"She uses energy to light up the room. Using 'electricity'." Armin explained and the others gapped.

"But only for a few hours before it goes out again."

"Yep! Still working on it. I wanna see if we can find another energy source that can provide light. Because honestly, candle light and torches just can't cut it. There has to be other stuff to give us light!" She grinned before he walked to his bed.

If squad leader Hange was obsessed over titans, their squad leader was obsessed over human innovation and invention.

She wanted to improve the quality of life for people inside the walls.

Crafty and jolly, she is one of the lights of humanity.

"Anyway, enough of my rant. Watch this." She stood up from her chair and away from her “annoying” paperwork.

Then, she pulled a handle under her bed.

Another bed rolled out smoothly.

On both sides of the main bed.

"Woah!"

"Amazing!"

"How did you do that?" Every one but the trio gapped and fussed over the new discovery.

Eren looked highly smug as he was one of the few first people that got to see her cool inventions.

Last time, he got to play with the slime bomb! He got to test it out in the field, and managed to stop a running titan in place!

How did their squad leader manage to create such a useful tool? Eren will never know.

"Damn, why didn't you tell us earlier? Eren, Mikasa and Armin?" They looked away guiltily (but smugly).

"Who cares! I want to sleep!" They jumped onto the massive bed, but even so, it was still a little but too small to fit all of them.

Even so, they relished in the peaceful moment and enjoyed the comfortable bed.

"Squad leader, are you not going to sleep?" Mikasa asked, and then glanced at her work.

Blueprint now replaced the tedious work on her desk, with words and lines and shapes that Mikasa doesn’t understand.

But she could see her writing about her ideas on potential light sources, inventions to better the lives in the Underground, and weapons to kill titans.

"I'll sleep later. For now though...want to hear a story?"

"We're not children!"

"Whatever horse."

"Hey!"

"Shush, this is from the black market." She whispered cheekily with a finger to her lips.

"What?!"

"Shush! I found this and I'm keeping it!" The squad leader says stubbornly.

"Wait-"

"Armin! Isn't this like your book?" Indeed, it was the book about the outside world.

"Where did you find it?"

"Uh, on the ground behind rubble?" She handed the book to Eren and Armin. They flipped the book over, and found that it was indeed his book. They breathed out a sigh of relief and joy.

"Amazing! You have a book on the outside world!"

"Guys quiet down before people come."

"Isn't it illegal?"

"Not if you hid it genius."

"You trust us?"

"Of course Princess."

"Hey! Don't call Krista that! Only I can call her nicknames!"

"Ymir!"

"Guys, be quiet already!"

"You're yelling too potato girl!"

"Who wants to hear another story from the black market then-"

"Squad leader, where do you get these books?

"Black market, duh.” Who would have guessed that a Survey Corp squad leader would go to the market so often?

"Cool! Let me see!" Eren took the book and others hoard around it.

"'Two Kingdoms'...what's this one about?" She smiled, and Eren handed her the book.

"That one is about two kingdoms at war." When the children looked interested and settled down, their squad leader prepared to read.

"Well, the story is about how two different kingdoms hate each other and how each side come up with war strategies to kill their opponents. It's a dark book, but full of action and it takes place in-"

"Woah what's that?!"

"It's a flying thing!"

"'Airplane'?"

“It’s a flying vehicle, where humans can travel in the air.”

“What is this? A ‘car’?”

“Yea, it's a faster way to travel on land, rather than using horses.”

The QnA session went on for a bit, where their squad leader answered each and one of them to her knowledge, which made her seem like the most intelligent person in the world.

Despite the new discoveries they made today, it almost seems like their squad leader knew of these long ago, perhaps she read many similar books before and spurred her to create similar things.

The squad leader’s voice was soft and stable throughout the entire story, making many of the children fall asleep relatively quickly.

Mikasa watched everyone slowly drift into their dreams whereas the senior just stretched and gave each of them a pat. Mikasa raised a brow and accepted her pat, but watched her go back to her desk.

Mikasa stopped her.

"Mikasa? You’re not going to sleep?"

"Squad leader. You need to rest too."

"I'll sleep after you all sleep, alright? Just need to finish some things up."

Mikasa sheepishly nods and glances at her work. A blueprint of another weapon, where it shot out sharp projectiles to stun or slow down titans.

"Good night."

"Night."

The next morning, the cadets woke up from the jealous yells of other cadets.

As well as squad captain Levi.

"You brats! Get up and clean! It's fucking filthy!"

"Yes sir! Yes sir!" Then Levi grabbed their squad leader by the ear.

"Oh shit oh shit oh shit-"

"Oi! And what do you think you're doing?”

“H-Hey man, how about I make that super cleaner vacuum machine for you?” Levi stopped for a moment and looked at her for a moment while she had her hands in the air in surrender.

All the cadets held their breath.

“You better make two.”

"Yes sir! Yes sir!" She saluted, gaining a jab to her stomach, making her tumble over.

It was just another day in the Survey Corps.

#aot #aot x you #aot headcanons #aot fluff #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #levi ackerman #mikasa ackerman #snk #eren jaeger #eren aot #armin #sasha blouse #connie #aot cadets #female reader #anime #manga #aot fic

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yjano · 2 years ago

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Never The Same.

Part 13.

Pairings: Jake x Mc.

Warnings: Swearing, violence, angst, smut, other pairings;), traumatic experiences.

Words: 5.3k

Author's note: Hey there, guess who's back with a new story? Yes, yes it's me. Honestly, this story is going to be a big piece of work and a lot of angst. It's not connected to the game at all. Because I always want to try something new and newer. Read it only if you're into angst stories, please. Thank you and let's go!

A small yawn left my mouth as I slowly began to wake up. It was the morning after Jake had told me all those sweet things and immediately butterflies began to fly around in my belly at the thought of yesterday. He had been so sweet to me and I was pretty sure I began to like him more and more.

The fact that Jake didn't push me into anything sexual was super special to me. In my past relationships, I had always hated it when my boyfriend got tired of waiting for me and eventually gave me an ultimatum. Have sex with them or they will leave.

Of course, I hadn't given in to any of them with my first ex being an exception. The fact that Jake had said that he would want the both of us to be completely ready was something that flattered me a lot. It made me appreciate him so much more than I already did.

Slowly I began to open my eyes, only for a sad look to immediately form on my face. Jake was already gone to his office and while I knew he had to work I couldn't help but miss him already. Jake had been all that had occupied my mind lately and I loved to spend time with him. Being around him just felt so right to me.

Suddenly an idea popped into my head and a big smile began to form on my face. I knew where Jake's office was, so why not visit him while he was working? He wouldn't mind, right?

Quickly I jumped up from my spot on the bed and within 30 minutes I was completely ready and making my way over to the elevator. If I missed Jake so much I shouldn't sulk about it and be sad all day, I should do something about it.

I was Mc Estrada, not some schoolgirl who was afraid every time they saw the person they liked. I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it.

Quickly I pressed the button for the elevator and it didn't take long for it to reach his floor. As soon as the big doors opened themselves I quickly got in and pressed the button for the floor I wanted to go to before pressing the button for the doors to close multiple times.

Even though I knew damn well that pressing that button multiple times wasn't going to help make those doors close any faster but I couldn't help myself. I got very impatient with being able to see Jake and I would do anything to speed up the process of being able to hug him again.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the doors to start closing, and once they were completely shut the elevator began to move to my destined floor. A big smile was still present on my face and I slowly rocked back and forth on my feet. I couldn't wait to get the hug I wanted so badly.

It didn't take long before the familiar sound of the elevator reaching its destiny sounded through the room and immediately an excited feeling began to form in my chest. I was almost at my destiny. Now only these stupid doors needed to open and then I would stand face to face with the big door that would lead to Jake's office. Let's just hope Jake wasn't busy so that he could give all his attention to me.

As soon as the big doors of the elevator opened I quickly walked out before running over to the big wooden door which was separating me and my lover from seeing each other. Quickly I raised one of my fists and knocked on the door before a soft 'Come in' could be heard from the other side.

Immediately I opened the big door and a loving smile made its way onto my face as soon as I saw him sitting behind his big desk. As soon as Jake realized who it was that had been knocking at his door, his face immediately lit up and a big smile broke out on his face.

"Baby, what are you doing here?" He asked, a surprised look on his face. Immediately I began to walk into the office and closed the door behind me.

"I just missed you and I want to cuddle," I confessed while a shy tone was lacing my voice. A small smile began to form on Jake's face and he waved me over to him. Quickly I made my way over to where Jake was sitting before sitting down on his lap.

"I missed you so much this morning."

Jake softly began to laugh before wrapping his arms around my middle and pressing me a bit closer to his chest.

"I missed you too, baby." He spoke before leaning in and planting a kiss on my lips.

Immediately the butterflies from before returned to my stomach and a red blush became visible on my face. Nevertheless, I leaned in and kissed him on his lips while looking at him with desire in my eyes. I needed him to be close to me.

Soft pecks on the lips turned into a full make-out session and before both of us knew it, I was straddling Jake's lap while Jake had one hand on my butt while the other was keeping my head in place.

Both of us shared touch after touch and a feeling of desire took over me as I let Jake lead our kiss. The dominant male was way too good at making me feel all kinds of things and I loved it. Jake made my heart feel things I had never felt before.

Suddenly Jake began to knee my ass and before I even realized it a loud moan left my mouth. A deep red blush began to form on my face but that didn't stop him from doing it again, and again, and again.

"Keep making these sinful sounds baby, they're like music to my ears." He huskily whispered inside my ear when he briefly broke off our kiss.

Immediately after he reattached our lips again before forcefully pushing his tongue inside my mouth and looking for my tongue...

However, as soon as he had found it a loud knock sounded from the door of Jake's office and before he had even had a chance to answer the door was already being opened. Immediately I began to push myself away from him, however, Jake was way stronger and while he did move the hand on my ass and placed it on my middle.

Jake focus.

I wouldn't let her escape from my lap. Whoever it was that was disturbing them could see that Mc was mine, and mine only.

"Good morning to you both," Jessy spoke in a cheerful tone as soon as she walked into my office. A smirk was visible on her face and she was slowly shaking her head.

"Did you have fun last night?" She then continued while that smirk was still plastered on her face.

"Get that stupid grin off your face Jessica, nothing happened last night." I immediately shot back at her while an annoyed look became visible on my face. I didn't like to be disturbed, especially when Mc was with me.

"You're so boring." She then spoke to me before sending a wink Mc's way. Immediately Mc hid her face a bit more in my chest while a deep red blush began to form on her face.

"Hate to break it to you two but you've got a visitor Jake." Jessy then spoke and immediately a deep sigh left my mouth. I quickly made Mc sit normally on my lap before gesturing at Jessy to let whoever it was that was here see me.

A surprised look became visible on my face as soon as Richy Roger walked into my office. However, my surprised look quickly turned into a smirk as soon as I noticed the paper in his hand.

"Richy! I take it that you've got something for me?"

Immediately a smirk began to form on Richy's face as well and he nodded.

"Of course, why would I else be here?" He spoke in an amused tone before shifting his eyes from me to the small brunette on my lap. I was known for having a new toy every once in a while. But it's not the case anymore. Richy quickly put the papers on my desk before looking at me once again.

"In these papers is everything I was able to find out about your stepbrother and Valerie. Just read through them and you're completely up to date." He spoke in a serious tone.

"I haven't found out their exact location yet but I'm pretty close." He then added before shifting his eyes to the girl on my lap once again. She had a shy look displayed on her face.

"Is she your new toy?" Richy then asked, his curiosity getting the best of him. Immediately I began to shake my head before protectively wrapping both my arms around Mc's smaller body and giving her a peck on her cheek.

"She's my everything."

The rest of the part contains smut. If you are uncomfortable reading this then please skip reading. There is nothing you need to read to understand the rest of the story.

Mc focus.

Jake slowly adjusted the glasses on his nose as he carefully read through the papers he was holding. He was currently sitting on the couch in his living room with the papers Richy had brought him in his hands.

While Jake was concentrating on the words written on all the papers in his hands I was trying to watch some tv. Unfortunately, the show I was watching was boring and it didn't take long before a deep sigh left my mouth. Why did Jake have to read these stupid papers on the one night I was bored as hell?

"What are you doing?" I decided to ask, innocence lacing my voice. Of course, I knew damn well what it was that Jake was doing but I didn't care. Maybe he would notice I was bored and decide to give me some attention. It was at least worth a try.

Jake briefly looked up from his papers before his eyes shifted back to the papers in his hands.

"I'm reading the papers Richy gave me," He answered in a serious tone before silence fell between the two of us again.

A deep sigh left my mouth once again and I shifted a bit closer to where Jake was sitting before putting my head on his shoulder.

"I'm bored Jake," I spoke in a soft tone before looking up at him with big eyes. If I could just make Jake put down these boring papers then I would be cured of my boredom.

"Baby I'd love to spend time with you but I need to read these papers." Jake then softly spoke before adjusting the glasses on his nose once again. He then focussed his vision on the black words once again and another deep sigh left my mouth.

Why was it so hard to get his attention the one time I wanted it more than anything?

Suddenly an idea popped up inside my mind and a small smirk began to form on my face. Jake's work had been pretty stressful lately, right? Why not let him release some of that tension? A bit of teasing wouldn't harm anyone.

I lately had been thinking about me and Jake and how close the two of us had gotten. Jake had been all that had occupied my mind lately and this evening I had decided that I wouldn't mind if things between me and him went further than making out.

If there was one person I was willing to show my all to then it was Jake. He had done nothing but prove that he was worth trusting and thus I would do exactly so.

I slightly turned my body around before I leaned towards Jake. Before Jake even had the chance to ask what I was doing. I attached my lips to his neck before I softly began to suck on the smooth honey-colored skin.

Softly I began to lick and bite the delicate skin of his neck before detaching my lips from his neck and admiring my work. A beautiful red and purple bruise was proudly decorating Jake's neck and a smirk began to form on my face. There would be no way he would be able to hide a bruise like this.

"Baby, as much as I would love for you to continue I need to read this." Jake then softly spoke while turning his head towards me. A serious look could be spotted on his face and he looked at me with a stern look in his eyes.

Jake wasn't willing to play around at the moment and thus I knew exactly what I had to do. Time to step up my game. Without thinking twice I slowly placed a hand on his thigh before softly squeezing the thick flesh there.

"Mc." Jake immediately spoke in a warning tone once he noticed the challenging look on my face.

Immediately my eyes turned into big puppy eyes and an innocent look was visible on my face. Sure my mind was filled with not-so-innocent thoughts but that didn't matter at the moment.

I was bored and Jake was in no way willing to put those damn papers away and thus I would make him put them away. Teasing Jake was the perfect way to cure my boredom.

Slowly my hand began to travel closer and closer to Jake's crotch and immediately once he noticed what it was that I was aiming for he immediately turned his head while a serious look crossed his face.

"Mc." He spoke once again in a warning tone. I however acted like I didn't hear anything and once I reached my destination my hand slowly began to rub up and down. Immediately Jake's posture visibly stiffened once I increased the pressure on his crotch and a smirk began to form on my face. Let's play a bit.

Slowly I began to fasten the pace at which I was rubbing Jake through his jeans and It didn't take long before I felt his member grow through his jeans and I began to smirk even wider. No way Jake would tell me to stop now.

However, suddenly Jake's eyes darkened and within an instant, I was pushed underneath him while Jake was hovering over me. Slowly he leaned a bit closer until he began to whisper in my ear.

"Don't tease me, baby, I'll make sure you'll regret it."

Before I knew it Jake placed his lips on my own before he began to rub his fingers between my legs.

Jake focus.

A deep moan immediately left her mouth and I began to smirk in our kiss. Mc had been asking for it, no way I would let anyone get away with teasing me. Especially not the beautiful girl underneath me.

Quickly Mc's panties got wetter and wetter. Softly she began to whine a bit and immediately I took the hint by beginning to pull down her skirt until the girl beneath me was only left in her panties.

Slowly I pushed my tongue inside her mouth before looking for her tongue. I soon found it and immediately began to lead our kiss. It didn't take long before the both of us were sharing touch after touch while I was still rubbing her through her panties...

Suddenly I bit down on the brunette's bottom lip and a loud yelp unwillingly left her mouth and then she pushed her hips a bit up. I began to smirk in our kiss once I noticed how Mc began to push her hips up and without hesitating I hooked both my hands behind the hem of her panties before pushing them down. They were in the way and thus I needed them gone as soon as possible.

A hiss left Mc's mouth as soon as the cold air hit her down and a deep red blush began to form on her cheeks. She was completely naked, apart from her shirt, and I would be able to see her without her being able to hide anywhere. Slowly I detached our lips before moving my head to her side.

"You're so fucking beautiful baby." I softly whispered before planting a kiss right below her ear. I then began to violently suck and lick her neck before I began to rub her entrance slowly.

"Mm- fuck-" A loud moan left her mouth as soon as I slowly teasingly rubbed her.

Slowly I began to increase the speed at which I was rubbing her and it didn't take long before she turned into a moaning mess.

"You're so fucking sexy, you know that?" I whispered suddenly huskily inside her ear and immediately her eyes grew big the moment I moved my fingers from her wetness to her mouth. "Suck on them."

Immediately she took both my fingers in her mouth before twirling her tongue around them. All the while she kept eye contact with me. I only smirked at her, knowing she would turn into a moaning mess the moment I would stop playing and started the real deal.

After a while of Mc sucking on my fingers, I removed them from her mouth before moving them to her entrance and slowly circling a finger around it again. Immediately Mc's eyes grew big the moment I pushed one of my fingers inside.

"T-that feels so good." She managed to get out as soon as I pushed in another finger and began to push them in and out of her hole. Slowly I began to smile a bit before caressing her cheek.

"I know baby, relax," I answered before scissoring my fingers inside the much smaller girl's hole for her to become more adjusted to my fingers inside of her. Once I began to push my fingers in and out once again suddenly Mc moaned. loudly while squeezing her eyes shut.

"Jake, please." She whined as I began to hit her spot every time I pushed my fingers in again. Moan after moan escaped her mouth.

"Patience baby, I'm not done with you yet," I answered the moaning Mc beneath me while curling my fingers a bit more to hit her spot even better. A smirk could be spotted on my face while I was watching her slowly lose all control.

Mc truly was a real sight to see and she was even prettier while she was a moaning mess, just as I liked.

She began to moan louder and louder while she tightened her grip around my back. I didn't mind at all. All I wanted was to see Mc lose complete control of everything and make her cum. By the looks of it, that wouldn't take much longer.

Just as I had expected she suddenly got taken over completely by immense pleasure. She started cumming all over my fingers and I immediately slowed down the pace at which I was fingering her to let her slowly calm down.

Mc focus.

As I was slowly coming back to earth again a big breath of air left my mouth before I locked eyes with Jake. He looked at me with a small smile on his face and immediately I grabbed his face before bringing him down for a kiss.

A determined look became visible on my face once I let his face go again and I slowly began to unbuckle his belt before Jake placed a hand on my hands.

"Baby you don't have to." He spoke in a soft tone but immediately I began to shake my head before flipping the two of us around so that I was now on top.

"You made me feel good, now It's my time to make you see stars."

Immediately Jake's eyes grew big as I wasted no time unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down. I knew damn well what I wanted to do and I was determined to make him feel just as good as he had made me feel.

As soon as I had managed to get rid of his jeans I began to palm him through his boxers and a small smile began to form on my face as soon as my hand came in touch with his erection.

Jake's dick was still rock hard and if I wanted it I was ready for all the dirty thoughts in my mind. I wouldn't give everything away that easily though. First, it was time for some foreplay before we would finally get to the real deal.

As I was palming him through his boxers a deep moan left Jake's mouth and I began to smirk. Judging from that sound I was doing a good job and I couldn't wait to do some more things for him.

Jake might be the dominant one but that didn't mean that I had to be shy in bed. I had some tricks of my own and I wasn't scared to show them to him.

"Take off your shirt." I suddenly commanded and a smirk became visible on Jake's face. A challenging look could be spotted in his eyes when he locked them with me and I raised one of my eyebrows. What was Jake planning this time?

"Only if you take off yours." He replied in a challenging tone. The smirk on his face was still present and he wasn't making any move to remove his shirt from his torso at all.

Slowly I began to roll my eyes before I grabbed the edge of my shirt and pulled it over my head. The cold air immediately engulfed my whole body and I shivered slightly. There was no piece of clothing left to cover me at all.

Jake's smirk widened the moment he noticed me completely naked in front of him and he slowly sat up to remove his shirt. My eyes immediately grew big the moment I took in Jake's fine body and I gulped visibly. No time to back out now.

Jake might be strong and dominant as fuck but I needed to show that it didn't matter to me. I could ride him just as good as he could fuck me and Jake needed to know this.

As soon as he had removed his shirt I firmly placed my hands against his bigger chest and pushed him down on the couch again before hooking my hands behind the hem of his boxers. I confidently pushed them down and immediately my eyes widened once I noticed Jake's erection springing free. He was bigger than what I was used to.

Quickly I shook my head a bit before I carefully took his erection in my hand. The both of us were now completely naked and it was too late to back out now.

Hell, I didn't even want to back out anymore. Sure everything was gonna be very sensitive to me but that didn't matter to me. If it meant that I could make Jake feel good then I was ready to feel a bit uncomfortable myself.

As I eyed the erection in my hand I slowly brought my mouth closer before slowly wrapping my tongue around the head and slicking him up. If I wanted Jake to fit inside of me, I needed his erection to be as slick as possible. Otherwise, it wasn't going to be very pleasant for me.

As I was licking and kissing his tip. Jake let a soft moan escape his lips before a deep breath left his mouth. I was teasing him and he knew he deserved it since he had done the same to me. I however seemed to be in no rush and I slowly licked around his erection before softly beginning to suck on it.

"Fuck." A loud moan immediately left Jake's mouth the moment I began to bob my head up and down and he quickly reached down to grab my hair. I knew I was damn good at this.

A small smirk began to form on my face as soon as I heard the sinful sound that left Jake's mouth and I quickly decided to speed up my pace a little. He was enjoying what I was doing and thus it wouldn't hurt anyone if I did it for a while longer.

However, I soon decided that enough was enough and a soft pop sounded from my mouth as soon as I detached my lips from Jake's erection. I climbed on top of him again before looking him in the eyes.

Jake's eyes completely darkened once he noticed me looking at him and he slowly licked his bottom lip. Slowly I raised my hips a little before aligning my entrance with Jake's dick. A soft whimper left my lips as I felt his erection poking at my entrance. I took a deep breath before sinking myself.

Immediately tears sprung into my eyes as I felt Jake completely stretch me out and I quickly squeezed my eyes shut. Of course, I knew it wouldn't take long before I would get adjusted to his size but that didn't mean that I didn't feel uncomfortable right now. Suddenly I felt someone grab my hand before softly caressing my palm.

"Relax baby." He softly spoke in a reassuring tone. A soft look was visible on his face and he looked at me with a smile on his face.

A soft breath of air left my mouth and soon I was completely adjusted to the way Jake's erection was filling me up. I opened my eyes again and looked at Jake with a challenging look on my face before placing both my hands on his abs.

"Ready?"

Slowly Jake began to smirk and once he nodded I began to raise my hips before sinking them immediately after. A soft moan left my lips as I felt a spark of excitement rush up my spine.

Softly Jake placed his hands on my hips and once I raised my hips again and began to sink Jake met my pace by thrusting up.

A loud moan left my mouth as I felt the tip of his erection graze my spot and I looked at him with a surprised look on my face. I had no idea I had to ability to recover so fast, however, Jake seemed to know that fact damn well. Every time I raised my hips again and began to build a steady pace Jake thrust upwards and managed to hit my sweet spot.

It didn't take long before soft moans left Jake's mouth once in a while and he seemed to enjoy everything I was doing to him a lot.

Loud moans left my mouth as I was getting the pleasure of Jake constantly hitting my spot. Sparks of excitement kept rushing through my veins and it didn't take long before the familiar feeling of heat began to pool in my lower area once again. I was going to cum again soon.

However, as we were getting closer and closer to our high suddenly a loud ringing sound filled the room. Both of our faces immediately shot to Jake's phone which was ringing loudly on the coffee table and a deep sigh left his mouth before he reached over to grab it while I was still sitting on top of him. He quickly looked at the caller id before a deep sigh left his mouth once again.

"It's Kaden baby, you better try to be quiet." Jake softly spoke before sending a wink my way. Immediately I completely stilled my actions as I heard Jake pick up the phone and a shy look became visible on my face.

If I would make one wrong move now a moan would surely escape my lips and then Kaden would know what the two of us were doing. No way in hell I would risk that.

"This better be important," Jake said in an annoyed tone as soon as he picked up and immediately focused his attention on me. The fact that I had stilled my actions completely wasn't something Jake liked a lot. I could tell it from his expression. He quickly told Kaden to wait a minute before putting his hand over the microphone.

"Did I say you could stop?" Jake spoke in a dominant voice while quirking an eyebrow. Immediately a shocked look became visible on my face and I became at a complete loss for words. What was I supposed to do then? Continue while Jake was on the call with Kaden?

"No, I just assumed-" I began to speak but got silenced once Jake cut me off.

"You better continue or I'll make you regret ever for teasing me today." He then huskily whispered before adding "Oh and you better be quiet. Wouldn't want the whole building to know how good I can fuck you right?"

Softly I began to nod before Jake continued his call and I began to continue riding him at the pace I was doing before. Jake softly placed a hand on my hips and began to guide me into hitting my sweet spot.

Immediately a loud moan began to make its way out of my mouth and I quickly slapped my hand in front of my mouth. I couldn't embarrass myself like that but Jake was doing way too good at making me go crazy. Every time he thrust up he hit my sweet spot and it didn't take long before the familiar feeling of heat became present in my lower area once again.

Tears began to stream out of my eyes once I began to feel the pleasure slowly take over my body and a smirk became visible on Jake's face. While he continued his call with Kaden, he shifted his free hand from my hips to my breast and began to squeeze them teasingly.

Meanwhile, I was still doing my absolute best to be as quiet as possible but I couldn't help the soft moans that kept leaving my mouth as soon as I got closer and closer to my second high.

As soon as Jake noticed how close I was, he quickly cut his call with Kaden short before hanging up on him and tossing the device back on the coffee table.

Not even thirty seconds later loud moans left my mouth as I reached my high. An immense pleasure began to take over my whole body.

Jake focus.

Seeing the brunette on top of me lose all control for the second time this evening was a sight truly beautiful to see to me. I began to feel the feeling of heat take over my body more and more and seeing Mc like this was the last string I needed before my body got taken over by immense pleasure too.

Thick white cum shot out of my erection and filled Mc up completely as we both slowly rode out our high pleasure. A deep breath of air left both of our mouths and Mc quickly raised herself from my dick before collapsing on top of me and hugging me tightly.

A small smile formed on my face as I looked at her and I slowly planted a small kiss on her forehead.

"I love you so much, baby. You mean the world to me." I softly confessed and a small smile began to form on Mc's face.

"I love you too Jake." Mc softly spoke back before closing her eyes and burying her face in my chest.

Softly I hugged her back tightly before planting a kiss on Mc's head again.

"You have no idea what you do to me, baby."

#duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #jake x mc #mc and jake #duskwood family #duskwood fandom #duskwood fanfiction

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drvirgus · 11 months ago

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The life you dreamed of

(Series)

Description: Y/n a K-pop Idol of the 5-Member Group Moonlight. But what happens when she falls in Love? How exactly is her life as an Idol and why did she become one?

Idol! Yeji X Idol! Reader

Warnings: Mention of Bullying and Suicide, curse words

Chapter 3:

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"What kind of event is it, anyway?" I asked with a yawn as I took a sip of my coffee. I blinked tiredly as I looked at my members. Yunjin glanced at me and smiled, "Didn't you sleep well?" Her question made Haewon shoot me an intense look. Nervously, I chuckled.

"What kind of event is it?" I repeated my question, making Yuna roll her eyes in amusement. She briefly looked at me while tying her hair into a ponytail. "It's ISAC," she replied, but my forehead still furrowed in confusion. Hanni chuckled, "It stands for Idol Star Athletic Championship," the youngest member explained, and I nodded in understanding.

"Wait... does that mean... sports?" I asked again, groaning in annoyance when Yunjin nodded. The older member laughed, patting my head, and I smiled as I looked up at her. "You're good at that stuff anyway, so stop complaining," she said before playfully pinching my cheek.

Wincing in pain, I held my cheek and watched her disappear into the bathroom. I rolled my eyes, muttering, "Our manager even gave us new tracksuits with our names on them." Haewon smiled as she opened the box that our manager had brought a few days ago. She handed me my tracksuit, and without much thought, I changed into it. It was white with black stripes. I inspected myself in the mirror before settling onto the couch. I was ready to go, but it seemed like the others needed more time.

With my phone in hand, I lay on the couch, yawning lazily. My coffee was already finished. I could hear Yuna and Hanni arguing about who would use the bathroom first, completely forgetting that Yunjin was already inside. Haewon was in the process of changing.

My eyes remained fixed on my phone screen, but my heart raced when I read a message from a very specific person. I clutched my chest, feeling my heart pound against it, and a wave of nervousness washed over me. I smiled as I typed a response and was redirected to our chat.

Ryujin (6:28): Good morning. Heard you're participating in ISAC too? Looking forward to a fair competition, but I have to disappoint you already. You'll lose to us.

I scoffed, grinning as I shook my head in amusement at the message. Automatically, I rolled onto my stomach, my legs bent, and I kicked them back and forth. My fingers tapped out a response.

Me (6:28): Think again. We'll win for sure! But, yeah, we're in it, and honestly, I'm excited to see you guys there. Especially you.

Me (6:28): Well, not especially, but because... yeah... you know what I mean!

Ryujin (6:29): You're really cute. We're heading out now. See you there, baby.

Baby... She... she wrote 'baby'!

My breath caught as I fixated on that one word. My mouth slightly agape as I swallowed repeatedly. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, and my heart threatened to leap out of my chest. I continued to stare at my phone until the screen suddenly went black.

Baby...

"Unnie! Hurry up, we're leaving," Haewon called, snapping me out of my daze. I looked at my members, who were waiting by the door. Hanni raised an eyebrow at me.

I immediately got up and joined them.

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"Hi," I said shyly as I stood right in front of her. Ryujin smiled and automatically moved closer to me. Her arms wrapped around me as she pulled me into a hug. Immediately, my body tensed up, and I started to nervously laugh. Ryujin smiled so sweetly. My heart couldn't handle it when she smiled like that.

I pulled away from Ryujin and watched as she hugged the others as well. It wasn't until I noticed someone next to me that my attention shifted to the person beside me. Lia grinned and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. I blushed immediately, feeling embarrassed.

"What... does that look mean?" I asked, visibly nervous as my hands disappeared into the pockets of my training pants. Lia laughed at my nervousness and shook her head amusedly. She placed her hand on my arm. "Relax. You're really not a good liar, so there's no need to deny it," the older girl replied, smiling at me.

"What's going on?" Hanni asked as she approached us with Yeji. My eyes widened even more as Lia shrugged, "Nothing important. Just that Y/n has a crush on Ryujinnie," she replied casually. My mouth hung open as I looked at Lia in outrage. She laughed at my expression. "Oh, come on. Everyone can see it," Hanni said, rolling her eyes.

I swallowed as my face turned completely red. The three women in front of me burst into laughter. My eyes landed on Yeji, who was the tallest among us. Yeji stopped laughing and just smiled encouragingly at me. She sighed shortly after, "But she's straight," she added.

I chuckled as I nodded, "I know..." as I directed my gaze towards the mentioned person. Yeji placed her hand on my shoulder and smiled at me. "Don't worry. You'll find someone eventually," she said, which made me laugh.

Grinning, I looked at her and jokingly said, "How about you?" Her surprised expression was quite entertaining as she looked at me with wide eyes. This immediately made me laugh. I held my stomach a bit because her reaction was genuinely incredible.

It was cute, though...

Haewon also approached me, as did the rest of the group. The younger one smiled politely at Yeji and bowed respectfully. My mouth formed an 'O' shape because I had forgotten to bow. I immediately followed suit, albeit belatedly, which only made Yeji laugh more. She looked at me with an amused smile.

"Let's go. We need to get into position. The first game is about to start," our leader said, causing me to nod understandingly. I had made it my mission to follow Haewon's instructions to the letter at events like this. No hater should be able to say that she didn't have our group under control!!!

So, we all lined up, Yuna right behind me with her hands on my shoulders as we walked behind Haewon like little kids. Hanni laughed, but then rolled her eyes. Yunjin had her hands on Hanni's shoulders, mimicking us. Hanni then had her hands on Yuna, and I did the same with Haewon.

Our leader glanced at us briefly, and I just grinned widely at her. "Cute," she said with a simple smile before turning her gaze back to the front. That made me a little nervous. I wasn't used to receiving compliments at all.

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My eyes fixed on Yuna as she drew the bow. "If you miss, you're buying our meals for the next week," I announced loudly, which earned me a playful leg slap from Hanni. I laughed out loud. Yuna, however, seemed to be trying to concentrate, so I simply crossed my fingers for her. I was pretty tense.

After Yuna, it would be my turn. So, it would be good if Yuna scored more than 3 points. I jumped out of my chair when Yuna managed to score 6 points. We all clapped our hands; although her opponent had managed to score more points, it didn't matter. Yuna briefly glanced at me, and I grinned at her, giving her a thumbs up.

Yunjin laughed a bit. "Why is she acting like a proud mother?" she asked, leaning towards Hanni. The youngest of us laughed and slapped Yunjin's arm. "I know, right?" she said in English, holding her hand in front of her mouth. "She's just very competitive," the younger one added, and Yunjin nodded her head.

The opponent managed to score another high number, which surprised me. I clapped my hands again. Haewon pulled my jacket to get me to sit back down, and I complied with a smile. I settled back into the chair, my eyes fixed on Yuna.

Yuna drew the bow once again and fired. I cheered loudly when Yuna managed to score 9 points. "Yes, baby!" I exclaimed with a grin, making Yuna look at me, smiling. She must have been quite nervous. She looked at the ground and started to grin. Apparently, she was quite excited.

When Yuna took her final shot and scored 8 points, she pouted immediately. But I just smiled at her proudly, my hands on her shoulders, as I excitedly jumped up and down. "That was great, baby!" I said joyfully. Unfortunately, the opponent mostly scored 10s and 9s, but it didn't matter.

Yuna sighed again, but she couldn't help but smile when she noticed my excitement. The taller girl slapped me on the butt, and I had to stand up again. Bow in hand, I was grateful that I couldn't hear the commentators, as they would have probably made me even more nervous. I knew that I couldn't get less than 8 points.

I took a deep breath and relaxed my face completely. I drew the bow and released it. Almost immediately, you could hear Hanni and Yuna cheering. I managed to score 10 points. Unfortunately, I didn't hit the exact center. I smiled when I looked at my members.

"If you win, we're going out for drinks tonight," Yunjin said, causing my eyes to widen with joy. I also looked at my opponent who scored exactly 9 points. My next shot was right on the line between 9 and 10, so I received 10 points, just like in the Olympics.

"Alcoholic," Hanni said, but Haewon immediately intervened and made sure Hanni stayed quiet. This made me laugh. Thanks to this distraction, I only got 3 points, unfortunately. I looked at Haewon apologetically, and she furrowed her brow while looking at me.

"We should have fun today, Y/n. So relax," Haewon said encouragingly as she stroked my head. I smiled again and nodded.

Next, it was Hanni's turn, and she scored quite well. She somehow managed to hit the number 7 three times in a row, which was quite impressive.

The next game was wrestling, and Haewon, Yunjin, and Yuna competed. Yunjin was the only one who won, so we ended up losing this game. After that, it was baseball, and I was playing again. This time, my opponent was Yeji, which made me grin a bit. I looked at her, of course.

"Don't break your shoulder, old lady," I said with a grin, which surprised Yeji at first, but then she smiled. She laughed, "Are we close enough to tease each other like this?" she asked, making me immediately falter. My mouth formed an 'O' shape. "Oh... I'm sorry, Sunbaenim," I said, which only made Yeji look at me with amusement.

"You should take care of your own shoulder instead. We don't want the baby to get hurt, hm?" she said, which made me grin again. I laughed, and shortly after, it was my turn. Pitching was easy for me since I used to pitch in my school's baseball team.

Yeji, however, was a very good opponent. She could really keep up with me. "Come on, Yeji! We haven't won a single game," Chaeryeong shouted. Ryujin was standing next to me and glanced at me for a moment. "If you lose, I'll treat you to a meal," she shouted at me, which widened my eyes.

As luck would have it, I lost the game. I really had no idea how that could have happened. Really!

#itzy x yn #itzy x reader #itzy yeji #hanni pham #shin yuna #huh yunjin #haewon

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im-just-a-mississippi-girl · 2 years ago

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Never Gonna Be Alone

Pairing: Christian Cage x female!reader

Category: Comfort/Fluff

Word count: 2,042

Summary: After being in a car accident, your boyfriend does everything in his power to make you feel comfortable, taken care of, and loved.

Warnings: swearing, female reader but no description of reader, mentions of injuries but no major details, medical talk, medical information might not be accurate

Requested by: @1dluver13xx I hope you enjoy it! ❤️

A/N: Here’s a Nickleback song that popped in my head and I felt fit very nicely. Shout-out to Nickleback for all the bangers over the years! 🤘🏻 @jvalentinesworld-cokes-hyna this is the fic I shared that little scene with you! I thought you might like to read the whole thing.

Part 2

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Gif is not mine. Credit to owner

He couldn’t believe it. Honestly, he couldn’t breathe once he got the phone call that you had been in a car accident. Were you okay? Christian didn’t know at the moment, but as soon as he found out what hospital you were at, he was there in a heartbeat, asking any and every person in scrubs and doctor coats where you were.

Once the nurse at the desk told him, he lied and said he was your husband when she asked what his relationship was to you. He knew they wouldn’t let him see you just yet unless he was your immediate family. Did he care that he lied to the sweet nurse? Nope. Did he feel guilty about it? Absolutely not.

Christian waited patiently, well as patiently as he could, as you slept off the adrenaline from a few hours ago. He looked your body over, his breath hitching as he noticed each cut and bruise along with the stitches you had received. He didn't know the details but that didn't matter, it just mattered that you were alive and it didn’t look like you were too seriously injured.

An hour after Christian entered your hospital room, you started to stir, slowly moving your arms, eyes fluttering open only to be met with Christian’s concerned blue ones. “Hey. Hey baby, how are you feeling?” He whispered, not wanting to be too loud in case your head hurt. You reached your hand out to hold his hand, but you were stopped by Christian slipping your hand into his once he noticed what you were attempting to do.

“Sore.” You managed to answer him in a hoarse voice. It was in that moment you realized just how dry your throat really was. “Will you get me some water?” You whispered, hoping the soft tone of voice would help your throat.

You felt Christian give your hand a gentle squeeze before answering, “Of course I can, love. I’ll be right back. I love you.” He wanted you to know he loved you, and he felt the need to say it after knowing he could have lost you, the love of his life, the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Christian quickly tracked down a bottle of water and a straw and began making his way back to your room just as quickly as he left. He slipped into your room, not noticing the doctor and nurse present until the doctor began speaking after reading over your chart. He stopped moving momentarily to listen closely to the doctor until you reached towards him for the water. He opened the bottle and straw for you, dropping the straw in to the water before handing it to you.

“Well, it looks like you were a very lucky lady because you won’t be needing any surgery. I just need you to stay for the next couple days for observation and to receive further treatment for your injuries.” The doctor informs you and Christian. “If you need anything just let us know. We’ll check back with you later on today, but in the meantime, get some rest.” You nodded, taking a sip of your water. You were thankful Christian thought to get you a straw, it made drinking so much easier since you were hooked up to an IV and the monitor displaying your vitals, all the cords caused you to keep getting your arm tangled up in them.

The next couple days were spent with Christian waiting on you, willing to go get you snacks and drinks from the nearby vending machine, taking a walk down to the cafeteria to get you ice cream, jello, or pudding if you had a craving for any of them. Sometimes when you would move your arm a certain way the machine you were hooked up to would go off causing Christian to jump up concerned every time, only for you to ask him to help you untangle your arm. Sometimes your leg would bother you and again, Christian was quick ask you if you needed anything or needed the nurse, sometimes you would and sometimes you wouldn’t. Nevertheless, Christian was there all day, everyday to ensure you were taken care of, despite you telling him to go home and you would be fine, but he wasn’t having it, always refusing to leave you.

The day you were allowed to go home was such a relief. You were tired of the hospital, you missed your bed, you missed the comfort of your house, you missed your food, you missed your clothes — specially your comfy pajamas — you missed it all.

You’ll never forget the sense of relief you felt when Christian pulled his car into your driveway — you were home, you were finally home. Christian helped you out of the car and you waited for him to hand you the crutches the doctor sent you home with to use, but you gasped when you were lifted off the ground. “What are you doing?! Put me down! You’ll hurt yourself, I need to get used to the crutches anyways.” You scolded your boyfriend, but of course, he wasn’t listening as he continued to carry you bridal style to your front door and setting you down only long enough to open the door with the spare key you gave him three months ago. He picked you back up and carried you with ease to the couch, thinking you were probably tired of laying in a bed. He stacked your decorative couch pillows on the coffee table for you to prop you leg up on. He handed you the remote and insisted you relax with your favorite show while he brought in your crutches and belongings from his car.

You went to speak, but he was already out the door. You didn’t mind him taking care of you when your sick because it was small things you liked for him to do for you, but this? You didn’t want him to wear himself out taking care of you since you couldn’t do much of anything.

You watched him re-enter your home with all your things, noticing, that despite how much he insisted on waiting on you until you were better, he looked absolutely exhausted. That’s when it hit you, you never really saw him truly rest and sleep while staying in the hospital with you. He could deny his exhaustion all he wanted, but you saw the signs — heavy eyes, sagging shoulders, his movements had become slower. Carrying everything did help any either, you heard him breathe deeper and sigh more, hand running over his face. This is exactly what you didn’t want, it’s what you hated seeing. Christian was so focused on taking care you that he was forgetting to take care of himself in the process.

“Hey babe, come ‘ere.” You called him over with seemingly innocent intentions, but you were going to make him rest one way or another and what better way than sucker him into cuddling with you? The answer is none.

“What do you need, love?” He asked, doing his best to suppress a yawn but failing miserably. You heard him yawn as his footsteps grew closer.

“Come cuddle with me.” You gave him your best puppy eyes and reached your hands out for his. “You need to take a break. I don’t need anything right now expect for you.”

Christian didn’t put up a fight, letting you take his hands in yours and pull him down onto the couch next to you. Once comfortable, he draped his arm over your shoulders and you instinctively laid your head over on his shoulder. You both let out a sigh of contentment. It was only a matter of minutes before the both of you were fast asleep.

You wished you could have continued to lay there but you woke up desperately needing to use the bathroom, with your doting boyfriend still passed out on the couch next to you, you attempted to slip out and go relieve your bladder by yourself. The second you moved just the slightest to get up, Christian felt it. “Where do you think you’re going? Whatever you need I’ll get it.” He insisted like you knew you would if he woke up.

“I appreciate that but you can’t help me with what I need at the moment.” You giggled at his half awake state and insistence. “I’m in dire need to pee, if you must know.” You filled him in, giggling as you nudged him gently with your elbow.

Christian laughed, “Maybe not but I can at least help you to the bathroom.” He offered once again.

“Nope. You rest. I can make it with the crutches.” You stood hobbling on your good leg until you could grab the crutches and head out the living room and down the hall. Once done you returned to the living, Christian has passed back out asleep. You opted to sit in your comfy recliner and propped your leg up, you weren’t really sleepy anymore so you flipped through your phone, checking your social media before playing a couple different games, then pulling up the new show you’ve been binge watching for the past couple weeks. Christian still out like a light.

A couple hours passed, and you were getting hungry. You were sure what exactly you wanted because everything was starting to sound good. Hamburgers, pizza, salad, chicken nuggets, French fries, grilled cheese, tacos, pasta, all of it sounded delicious. You were too busy thinking about food to notice Christian had woken up until he commented on your growling stomach, causing you to jump in surprise. “You have that look like you can’t decide what you want.” He knew you all too well and you nodded your head.

“I think I want a grilled cheese. Oh! Or maybe some chicken tacos! Yeah, chicken tacos sound so good and some cheese dip.” Your mouth was watering just at the thought.

“As you wish!” Christian exclaimed, dramatically with a grin. You couldn’t help but giggle at his reference to one of your favorite movies. He grabbed his phone and called in your order and adding his as well. Noticing the time, Christian exited the living room only to return shortly with a bottle of water and your medicine. “Here. Time to take your medicine, and we should probably change your bandage out.” He tells you, handing you the water and medicine before digging out the clean roll of bandages. You take the medicine as instructed, admiring how insistent Christian is to take care of you.

“You know, I need to be doing all this so I have a routine for when you go back to work. I don’t want to forget something important.” As much as you appreciated your boyfriend taking care of you, you knew he would have to leave for work in roughly three days.

Christian stopped you before you had the chance to add anything else. “Baby, I’m not leaving you until you’re one hundred percent, and don’t try to change my mind. I already talked to Tony Kahn about it when you were still in the hospital and he said to take all the time I needed, so you’re not getting rid of me so fast.” He placed a kiss to the top of your head then moved to change your bandage.

You had known the entire time you had been dating Christian that he cared about you and loved you, but it wasn’t until this car accident that left you struggling to get around and feeling like a burden that you realized just how much he truly loved and cared about you, never letting you lift a finger (unless he was asleep and you managed to sneak off), or always asking you if you needed anything, or if you wanted to talk about what happened or just anything really. He wanted you to know he meant every word and to show you how much you meant to him. You were already thinking of ways to repay him and show him just how loved and appreciated he was, and each one of those ideas ended with the two of you in the bedroom.

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adoringhaikyuu · 4 years ago

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hello!! i have a bit of a request! could i get oikawa bokuto and kuroo w a s/o who absolutely loves to cook and bake and does so a lot, but always always always shares the food they make? n they kinda slowed down in making food bc ppl arent accepting or wanting the food they make and its making them really down :(

ive been having this issue w my roommates bc i always cook for them w lots of love and they never eat what i make and its,, draining on me,,,,

but yea!! i just want oikawa bokuto n kuroo to make me feel a lil better :( thank u so so so much!!!! i love ur blog n ur writing so much 🖤

THEY AREN'T EATING YOUR FOOD SO YOU STOP COOKING FOR THEM

CHARACTERS: bokuto + kuroo + oikawa + (gn!reader)

WARNINGS: none

NOTES: i hope everything is ok and if not i hope it gets better!! <3 + i tried to make these a little happier ! they all take place over a week + i tried a new format with this we'll see if i stick w it sfkjhg

bokuto:

bokuto honestly didn't not want to eat your food

it's just that he had to go on a new diet for the upcoming season, his trainer and nutritionist told him to try it out to see how it works with him

and the things you cooked and baked were on the no eating list

he just loved when you made food for him, it tasted amazing and he could feel the love you put into it

he was planning on waiting the diet out and stockpiling all the food you made for afterwards as a treat

but he may or may not have failed to tell you that

so when you noticed he wasn't eating the food you left for him when he came home late after practice, you were disheartened and not to be dramatic, but heartbroken as well

deciding not to waste anymore, you simply stopped

turns out, the diet wasn't really working with bokuto, his nutritionist decided it was unecessary since he was getting the same results when he wasn't on it––thanks to his genetics, metabolism and workout routine. if anything he was glad, he was beyond excited to come home and finally eat your cooking again.

he practically ran home with a skip in his step, shouting out cheerfully as soon as he stepped past the front door. "baby i'm home!" he put his things down and took his shoes off, before gliding in front of the fridge to open it. "what's for dinner?––" he trailed off when he noticed there was nothing cooking, maybe you were starting later? he looked through the shelves in the fridge, looking for something to snack on in the mean time and gasped abruptly when he couldn't find the containers of food he'd been saving over the past week.

he closed the doors and frantically looked around the kitchen, opening random cupboards that couldn't possibly keep any refrigerated food fresh.

you walked in to find him searching around like a madman and you paused. "kou? what's wrong?"

he looked up at the sound of your voice and ran over to you, placing his hands on your waist. he kissed your forehead to say hello, despite the pout on his face and the clearly pressing matter on his mind. "hi baby doll. i was looking for all the food that was in the fridge, did you move them?"

you paused, "well i––i threw them out?"

his eyes almost bulged out of his head, "what?! why??"

you were confused by his sudden outburst, it's not like he was eating any of it. "i mean you weren't eating, kou...it's been a week since you've stopped eating my food, i just didn't see the point in keeping it all in there...that's also why i'm not making dinner right now."

he stared at you, shocked and disappointed in himself, he had no idea you were feeling this upset. "oh my god...did i forget to tell you?" your brows furrowed curiously but he simply pulled you into his arms for a tight hug. "i'm so sorry bub––they wanted me to try out this new diet, that's why i wasn't eating! i didn't mean to make you upset! i was even planning on eating all of the dinners i missed afterwards...but the diet wasn't for me so i can go back to eating normally now!"

you pulled back slightly to look at him, not knowing what to say. "oh..."

he gave you a sad smile, "yeah," he brought a hand up to hold your cheek, "you know i love your food––it honestly hurt my heart when they told me i couldn't eat it!"

you cracked a smile and he gave you one right back, "i'm serious!"

you sighed happily, "okay...so i guess i should start making dinner then?––"

he was pulling you over to the fridge before you could finish your sentence, "absolutely! and i'm helping!"

you laughed and started getting the ingredients together, "how about i make your favorite tonight?"

he nodded like a child excited for ice cream and kissed you on the cheek. he wasn't really a chef himself, that's why he left it to you––he didn't want to burn down the kitchen. so he'd mostly be staying by your side, maybe handing you things or mixing things, but you enjoyed his company nonetheless.

you had started seasoning the food when he slid his arms around you from behind, leaning down to rest his head on your shoulder. "hey baby?" you hummed in response and his hold on you tightened a bit. "would you...mind making my favorite dessert tonight too? i've been craving it for a while now..."

you smiled to yourself and nodded, "i'd love to."

he squeezed you and kissed your cheek loudly, "yes! thank you i love you so much!–"

kuroo:

almost every day you sent kuroo off to work with a baked good you made him

he loved them and you loved making them so it was a win-win

you'd put them in a little container with a cute note

and though he knew what to expect each time, they never failed to brighten his day

but earlier this week you stopped by kuroo's office to drop off the treat he'd forgotten to take with him today in his rush out the door

he was in a meeting so his assistant let you into his office

and you felt an ache in your chest when you noticed four of the treats you'd given him this past week all on his desk, unopened

that day, you went back home with all the uneaten sweets and unshed tears aching to fall from your eyes

did he just take them to please you? did he not really want them this whole time? was he just trying to be a good husband?

all these questions flooded your mind, only confusing and hurting you further

but one thing was for certain, you'd stop baking them for him

it didn't make sense for you to if you knew it'd be going to waste

kuroo was beyond done with his day and it wasn't even halfway over. he sighed, loosening his tie as he shut the door to his office, drained from the two hour meeting he'd been in.

thankfully, he had no more meetings today so he could sit and relax while he worked in his office. he sat down at his desk and shut his eyes for a moment, needing to calm down and regenerate himself. he reached over to his left blindly, knowing he'd left the treats you baked him there––things had been getting so hectic lately, he barely had time to eat them, but he was saving them for when he did have the time.

his hand smacked down on the desk three times as he tried to reach for the containers before he finally opened his eyes. his brows furrowed slightly, "what the..." he looked around the desk, opening the drawers and everything before giving up and calling his assistant in.

she knocked on the door and he signaled for her to come in.

"yes sir?"

"hi, do you know where the sweets i had on my desk are? i thought i left them here."

his assistant thought for a moment before perking up, "oh i believe your partner came and collected them while you were in your meeting, sir."

he frowned, "y/n was here? why didn't you tell me?"

"they asked me not to disturb you."

kuroo nodded, "oh alright...well, thank you, that'll be all."

he immediately pulled his personal phone out and called your number, you must have been back home by now.

you saw his name pop up on your screen as you were about to throw out the baked goods and hesitated for a good while before sighing and picking up. "yes?"

you could practically hear the smirk on his face as he spoke through the phone.

kuroo leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling as he spoke. "you stole my sweets from me? where'd you hide them? or did you eat them?"

he didn't even feel bad that he'd just left them there?––"well you clearly weren't eating them kuroo," the smirk dropped from his face and he sat up, alert. woah––kuroo? why did you sound upset? "they were just sitting on your desk––anyway, i was about to throw them out."

"woah, what?? why would you do that?!"

he was speaking to you but you honestly weren't listening, too annoyed and too hurt to pay attention. "look if you didn't like them, you could have just told me so i wouldn't have to waste hours every day busting my ass to make them for you––were you just throwing them out this whole time, is that it?––"

he shook his head with each word you uttered before realizing you couldn't see him, he was just in complete shock. "what? no no, kitten listen to me, hey listen, okay?" you paused, mostly to catch your breath, but he took that opportunity to speak up. "i love when you bake for me, everything you make tastes amazing. i love eating the sweets you make when i'm at work because they remind me of you and of how much you love me––this week's just been a complete pain in my ass and i haven't had the time to sit down, eat and enjoy your treats, i love them and you too much to just scarf them down in a minute. i need to savor them, you know?" despite the adrenaline running in your body, you cracked a smile. "i finally had some time to myself and i was gonna eat them just now when i realized they were missing so i called you..."

he trailed off and you took that as your cue to speak up. "oh..."

you could hear his smirk again, "yeah, oh."

"so i...maybe...overreacted a bit."

he chuckled, the sound warm even through the phone. "no kitten you didn't, i get why you were upset––but, you should have asked me about it first."

you sighed, "yeah, yeah..." you looked at the open containers in front of you, only now noticing the notes you put in them were gone––he must have taken them out to read them even though he didn't have time to eat––"wait a minute, if you haven't had time to eat..." you could hear him clear his throat awkwardly, "kuroo you haven't been eating lunch?!"

he laughed awkwardly, "um, i mean, i eat after work––"

"that's not the same!" you rolled your eyes, "i'm coming back over there and i'm bringing you lunch and you're going to eat it, understand?"

he poked his tongue to the side of his cheek. "okay, kitten."

you sighed, "you're lucky i love you."

he leaned back in his chair again, "oh could you bring one of the––"

you cut him off, putting one of the already closed containers back in your bag. "already on it."

he grinned, "god, i love you."

oikawa:

oikawa loves your cooking

and normally he scrambles home after practice to eat it

but this past week training was grueling and tiring, so by the time he came out every day, he was drained mentally and physically

and he was starving

he couldn't wait any longer as soon as he stepped foot out of the gym

so he went to the nearest takeout place, bodega, whatever to get something to eat quickly,, for the whole week

he thought nothing of it

but when he came home every night for a week straight saying he'd already eaten when you tried to offer him the food you spent hours making?

it hurt, a lot

so you decided you'd stop cooking

oikawa was aching to go home––he was exhausted and all he thought about to get him through the day was you, your cooking and your cuddles. he needed all three immediately. when his coach said they were all free to go home, he could almost feel a weight lifting off his shoulders.

he sighed loudly as he stepped into your home, peeling his sneakers off and setting his things aside. he padded into the house, going straight to the kitchen and frowned when you were nowhere in sight. he'd come home a bit early today, around the time you were usually making dinner.

he looked around and walked to the living room, smiling to himself when he found you sitting on the couch, looking for something to watch on tv.

you smiled up at him and greeted him, the sound of your voice making him feel warm inside. "hi baby, how was your day?"

he huffed and slid onto the couch, lying down so his head was in your lap. "don't even talk to me about the day i've had––i was thinking about you the whole time." he took your hand in his and brought it up to his lips to give it a soft kiss. "you got me through it."

he placed one of your hands on his cheek and the other in his hair, mumbling a thank you when you started playing with the slightly damp mess on his head. "mm that feels good baby." he closed his eyes and sighed contently, settling in comfortably to your touch.

after a few moments, he spoke up softly, trying his best not to fall asleep. "what's for dinner?"

"um i'm not sure," your eyes were focused back on the tv as you thought for a moment. "what do you wanna order?"

he paused and cracked one eye open, opening the other when he realized you weren't joking. "wha––order?"

you looked down at him and nodded hesitantly, "yeah? like takeout?"

he sat up abruptly and turned to face you, "what? why?"

you paused this time, unsure of how to respond. "well...every night for the past week you haven't been eating my food. i think it's fair for me to assume you don't want my food anymore."

he felt a piece of himself break on the inside, "oh angel..." he grabbed your hands, "no no––i love your food, you know that––i've just been so tired this week, i couldn't even wait to get home to eat, so i stopped by the nearest places with the boys." he scooted closer to you. "i'm so sorry i made you feel like i didn't appreciate what you do for me––i promise from now on i'll drag myself on my hands and knees if i have to to come home to you and eat––"

you laughed and shook your head, "tooru there's no need for that––"

he cut you off, almost offended. "of course there is! i hurt your feelings baby, i never want to do that again!"

you smiled and pulled him in for a sweet kiss that he quickly melted into. you pulled away to look at him earnestly. "it's okay babe. just...maybe tell me next time? i was just worried you were tired of my food, that's all."

he pulled you into his lap and held you tight. "i could never and will never be tired of anything you do for me, i promise." he kissed your cheek. "though it is my fault, i did miss your cooking this week––but if you're not in the mood to make anything i understand and we can still order––"

you shook your head, "i'll make your favorite, okay?"

he pulled you in for another kiss, "i really don't deserve you."

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livwritesstuff · 10 months ago

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I love this series, it is a burst of serotonin every time it comes across my dash. I had a thought though, how would El react to Steve being called Papa? Does she have a reaction? She would have only known that word used by a monster, not a loving father. Would they have thought to tell her, or would it just have happened at a birthday/holiday celebration of one of the kids?

Thanks.

Ooh okay I honestly thought a lot about this while i was planning out Plant a Seed (the main fic that introduces the kids).

I really liked the notion of Steve’s kids calling him Pop when they’re kids/teenagers, because I feel like Steve’s own dad would have been very formal, probably would have made steve call him sir, weaponized his role as steve’s father, and all that. Pop to me has such a casual fondness to it that would be such a contrast to Steve’s experience with his own father. I think Eddie would suggest it and Steve would immediately love it and it would just feel right to him, and the natural course of it is that if he’s Pop to his older kids, then he’s Papa to his kids when they’re very young.

In terms of how El would react — I’m not sure.

Given what we’ve seen from the show itself, it’s very likely that Steve doesn’t know that Papa holds a pretty heavy weight for El in a not-so-nice way.

To me, the El we see on the show is barely even a person. She is still very much a product of the trauma she’d gone through and hasn’t had enough time yet to develop a true sense of self and personality, and without that I think it’s really hard to predict the person she’d be when Moe is born in 2001 (fifteen years later).

I don’t think anyone would necessarily tell her in advance that Steve’s daughter calls him Papa. I don’t know how many people would recognize the significance of that for El specifically.

I think it’s most likely that she finds out by hearing it.

Like, maybe Hop and Joyce invite everyone to come home for a barbecue or something. El goes, and so do Eddie and Steve and their daughter.

Moe is just around 1 and going through a phase where she’s very much clinging to Steve. Steve, Eddie, and Hop go out to pick up some stuff for dinner, and leave Moe behind with the others. When they get back, Moe toddles over to see who’s there, and then El hears —

“Papa!”

El feels like someone dumped a bucket of ice water on her head that’s trickling down her spine, and her heart is racing in a way she hasn’t felt in a while — but she hasn’t thought about that word in a while either.

She looks over to see that the baby’s got a big beaming smile on her face and Steve’s wearing one too as he swings his daughter up into his arms and peppers kisses all over her chubby cheeks and tells her how much he missed her even though he hadn’t even been gone twenty minutes.

And Eddie’s feigning an affronted expression as he says, “What am I? Chopped liver?”, but the baby just keeps clinging to Steve, her tiny little hands gripping his shoulders as he tickles her belly to make her laugh.

And El has never seen someone so happy to be a dad as Steve is right now.

So maybe El’s got some things to think about.

#and she’s still apprehensive around babies and small animals and other vulnerable things #which doesn’t help at all #i think she’d be fine in the end it would just take time #steddie #liv’s steddie dads verse #el hopper #steve harrington #steddie dads

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seriouslysnape · 4 years ago

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Perfect Resolution

Harry Potter x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut. Language.

Word Count: 1,641

“Good. You deserved that after today.”

“Even when you’re being stubborn, you’re still my pretty girl.” Harry huffed out, his voice strained when you slammed back down onto his lap in a particularly rough way, the tip of his cock pounding at your g-spot.

Your brain was mush at this point. Every thought that crossed your mind was occupied by either Harry or your goal to achieve the orgasm that he was helping you towards. Harry looked so good right now. His hair was unruly and ruffled in every direction from where your hands had untidied it from being wrapped in it. You leaned forward, pressing a quick kiss to his famous scar without ever breaking the rhythm of your hips.

You had been rather difficult today. It hadn’t been your best day, and everything had seemingly gone wrong since the moment you had gotten up that morning. You had been sour with him all day, brushing him off and barking at him for the most innocent intentions. He had been trying to get through to you all day, trying to make you feel better. But even Harry, who was the most patient person you knew, would crack eventually. The last straw was drawn when you had blown up at him for attempting to help you study for your Transfiguration exam that you were totally screwed for.

“I don’t need your fucking help, Harry!” You had basically screamed at him, causing him to recoil completely.

He had been standing next to where you were sitting at your desk, rubbing your back soothingly and pointing out things in your notes when you got stuck on something. He hadn’t expected you to respond so harshly to him just trying to help, and honestly he had enough with your attitude for one day.

Without another word, he had yanked you up from your chair, sitting in it himself and pulling you onto his lap. He murmured something about “fucking the attitude right out of you”; something that he didn’t do very often. He had pushed you over the edge the first time with just his fingers, pumping and curling his fingers until you were writhing around his hand. Now he was repeatedly being buried deep inside of you each time you crashed back down onto him.

Even though he was aggravated with you, he knew that you had just been frustrated all day. He wanted you to feel better, because he could never stay mad at you. Still, he hadn’t quite worked through all the irritation.

“You take my cock so well, don’t you?” He practically groaned out, “Just like you took my fingers just a few minutes ago...you’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

You hadn’t said anything in a while, your thoughts too preoccupied to form any kind of coherent response to what he was saying to you. Your eyes were screwed shut, so tightly that you were seeing inky blotches behind your eyelids. Your head was tilted upwards to the ceiling as you focused on the way he was stretching and filling your slick walls so perfectly. He was meeting your bounces with his upward thrusts, hitting every sensitive spot that had melted you into a whimpering puddle.

It wasn’t until his hand gripped your chin to force you to look at him that your eyes opened and you snapped out of your trance.

“Are you not going to answer me?” He asked gruffly when you didn’t give any kind of reply.

Your head fluttered as your dilated pupils met his lust blown ones. You were breathless as you spoke, your chest heaving with each rapid inhale of oxygen that you took.

“Sorry, Harry. What’d you say?” You asked him to repeat, your own voice echoing in your ears.

Instead, Harry shot up from the chair without removing his throbbing cock out of you. Your wobbly legs were pitiful as he brought you to your feet, pressing the front of your hips into the desk and pulling your back against his front.

“Since you can’t get it together, I guess I’m going to have to fuck you into your desk.” He growled, pushing your skirt up and chuckling lowly in your ear at the reminder that his favorite pair of your lace knickers had been discarded long ago.

The wooden material of your desk dug into your skin, but you were too focused on the delicious feeling of Harry fucking in and out of you to even notice. Your palms gripped the edge of the desk, your eyes raking over the countless parchments of Transfiguration notes in front of you. The words were blurred jumbles of letters, and you couldn’t comprehend what any of it said to save your life right now.

Harry was fucking you hard and fast, pulling out almost completely each time before railing back into you. He kept one hand on your waist to keep you from straying away from him, since sometimes you tended to squirm. His other hand cupped one of your breasts, playing with the stimulated nipple. Your orgasm was heating up and pooling in your belly, your desperation becoming more and more clear.

“Harry.” You croaked out, your voice light and airy.

“What, angel?” He acknowledged with a grin, knowing you were beginning to beg.

“Please...” You whined, your knees trembling more with each passing second.

He laughed again in your ear as he slammed in again past your sopping folds, your arousal had drenched his cock and was dripping down your thighs.

“What do you want, baby? You’ve got to tell me if you want something.” He sneered with the knowledge that he had you at his mercy.

You swallowed hard, your brain even foggier than before as you replied without much hesitation.

“I wanna cum.” You admitted, crying out immediately after a particularly perfect thrust from him.

“Do you? Only good girls get to cum,” He pointed out, his voice muffled from his mouth sucking on your neck, “You’ve been bad all day. I don’t know if you deserve it.”

The desire and the need to finish was exploding all through you. This was the best you had felt all day and if you didn’t get your release, you were sure you’d be a mess before the night was over.

“No, no, no. Please, Harry. I didn’t mean to- fuck! I just wanna cum so I can feel better...” You pleaded.

Harry was a real softie at heart, and he rarely could stand the sound of you so needy and broken down. Maybe if you had really pissed him off, he might hold off on letting you cum, but right now he felt too bad to leave you like this.

“Okay, love, okay. Just because you’ve had such a rough day, I’m gonna let you finish,” He said, his words beginning to slur together, “But the next time you get snappy with me, I might not be so nice.” He rumbled.

A moan of satisfaction and bliss bubbled out of your throat as he continued to wonderfully fuck you the way only he knew how to. The band of ecstasy was stretching and stretching in your gut, and it was only a matter of a few more immaculately pounds into you that it would snap. His cock twitched deep inside of you somewhere, signaling that he was about to burst as well.

When he felt you clench around him, he splayed his hand across your chest and pulled you completely back and flush against him as you came on his cock, his own release spilling into you. The sound of his moan as he finished sent waves of thrill through you as he held you close as you fell from your climax. The rushes of electricity and lust fizzled away slowly the further you both trailed from your finishes. The only sounds were your matched heavy breathing and occasional sigh of content.

Harry dragged his now softened cock out of you, his tip leaving last with a wet sounding pop. Your core and legs were shaking violently as he spun you around, holding you up by your arms to keep you from collapsing on him.

“You alright, lovely?” He questioned once he felt stable enough to speak.

“Mmhm,” You mumbled, “I’m perfect.”

“Good. You deserved that after today.” He responded, referring to how a good loving making session was all you needed.

You didn’t quite catch the intention of his words, and your expression changed into a guilty one.

“Oh, Harry, I’m sorry I was so mean today. It wasn’t your fault.” You apologized, kissing just above his right pectoral muscle.

He kept you held up with one arm, using his free hand to brush your messy hair from your face. He kissed the tip of your nose, then pressing another lazy kiss to your lips.

“I know, sweet girl. It’s okay,” He said warmly, “I meant that you deserved to feel good after you’ve had such a bad day.”

He whisked you away to your bed, snuggling up with you to give you a break from both studying and fucking. He littered you with kisses, aiding in getting rid of the remnants of your bad mood. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear and kissed all the places that made you smile or giggle happily.

Today reminded you of one of the many reasons you loved your beloved Harry. He was patient when you were being difficult. He was understanding when you were struggling. He was there for you when you needed him to be. He made your heart swell and your stomach flutter every time.

He was the perfect resolution every time things got hard.

“Thanks for making me feel better. In more ways than one.” You said appreciatively with a small laugh.

Harry grinned proudly, leaving another kiss on your forehead.

“Anytime, my love.”

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watchmegetobsessed · 4 years ago

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Grammy Winner Husband - Harry Styles

a/n: okay, yall know im a suckr for dad content and i just needed to write this little fluffy thing. also MY BABY IS A GRAMMY WINNER IM SO PROUD OF HIM and also, Sarah and Mitch are gonna be parents???? my heart can’t take all this *sigh*

pairing: Husband!Harry / Dad!Harry x Pregnant!Reader

word count: 1.3k

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“Congratulations once again, Harry. This Grammy looks great on you,” the interviewer compliments the grinning man who still very much feels like he is in a dream and his phone could start ringing anytime, ending this ethereal feeling of becoming what was only a dream when he was just a boy.

“Thank you,” he cracks a humbled smile.

“How are you gonna celebrate? Popping all the champagnes?”

“Honestly?” he sighs. “I just really want to kiss my wife, that’s gonna be my celebration,” he chuckles shyly, making every woman close to him swoon at his sweetness.

He accepts all the congratulations, the little shiny golden award weighing in his hands, not letting it out of his sight as he makes his way to the back to change his outfit back to something casual instead of the bold statements he has been making all night with his boas.

“Good night, Harry. Tell Y/N I said hi!” Sarah runs a hand down his back, grabbing his attention immediately. She’s gotten rid of her leather bodysuit as well, wearing just jeans and an oversized t-shirt, but her bump is making an appearance in it regardless. Mitch is holding his girlfriend’s other hand, their bags occupying his other as he smiles back at Harry with proud, shining eyes.

“Good night, you guys. Drive safe and thank you for tonight.” Harry pulls her into yet another hug, careful not to hold her too tight.

“Good night, see you soon,” him and Mitch share a quick hug as well, patting each other on the back before stepping back. Sarah’s hand runs down her belly, an instinctive motion Harry has seen quite often lately and not just from her and it reminds him how badly he just wants to get home to you finally.

While most performers and winners are probably out for some celebrations, champagnes must flow all directions, Harry quickly loads his things in his car and heads home to the one person he would ever want to celebrate with. It’s late, way past midnight by the time he arrives home and he has a guess where to find you.

Being the angel that you are, you left the lights on for him so he doesn’t have to blindly make his way to the bedroom. He kicks off his boots, drops his bag to the couch in the living room, placing the award on the dining table before padding down the hallway, the muffled sound of the TV and the strobbing lights of the screen still on in there, illuminating the doorway. He pushes the door that’s ajar open more, his smile immediately widening as he sees you curled up under the sheets, the TV remote still in your hands, your phone lying on the pillow next to your head while you’re fast asleep.

You swore you wouldn’t have problem staying up this late, but Harry knew it was not gonna happen, especially because ever since you’ve reached your third trimester bedtime was moved to seven o’clock, no exceptions.

Harry takes a second to adorn the beauty he has the luck to call his wife, before he quietly tiptoes into the bathroom connected to the bedroom to quickly wash up and get ready to his way of celebration: holding his pregnant wife in bed, falling asleep smelling your shampoo and maybe feeling a few tiny kicks under his palms.

Following a speedy shower he brushes his teeth, washing away the taste of that one glass of champagne he allowed for himself, he has been very restricted when it comes to alcohol ever since you found out you’re pregnant. Partially because he wants to take solidarity with you, having to say no to a good wine whenever you’re out for dinner, or a beer you occasionally drank with him while watching a movie. But he also feels like alcohol would just take away memories from his brain he wants to cherish forever.

Lifting the covers he tries to slip into bed next to you as gently and quietly as possible so you don’t wake up, but the moment the mattress sinks in under his weight, your eyes flutter open, blinking up at him sleepily as you register what’s really happening.

“Oh shit, you’re back! I really wanted to be awake when you arrive!” you pout at him as his arms curl around you, pulling you to him gently, his smiling lips pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“It’s alright, baby. I know how tired you always are.”

“Yeah, but my man won a fucking Grammy! I wanted to jump at you the moment you walk in,” you giggle, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck. “I’m so proud of you, baby. Congrats!”

“Thank you,” he smirks blushing softly. He is still not used to the title he has earned today.

“You looked so hot on stage, that leather suit was awesome,” you grin, cupping his face, turning it towards you so you can see his bright, shining eyes.

“Yeah? You liked it?” he shyly asks, his finger grazing on your belly, tickling you a little in hopes the little one inside is still up, or went to sleep just like his mommy. “Mm, loved it,” you grin, pulling him down for a sweet kiss, one he was waiting all night to finally get. “And I love you.”

“Love you too, baby,” he hums against your lips, his palm coming to connect with your bump. “How are you feeling?” he asks, nuzzling his nose against yours.

He knows how this third trimester has been on you, the swelling and back pains killing you but you never complained as much as he knew you could have. He admired your strength all through this pregnancy, from the way you handled morning sickness, all the mood swings and changes in your body to the point where you are now carrying a literal watermelon at this point, having left only three more weeks until the baby arrives.

“I’m good, a little hungry maybe, but what’s new,” you chuckle.

“You want me to make you something?” he asks right away, ready to get out of bed to make you a sandwich or bake you cookies even if that’s what you wanted. But you push him down back shaking your head at him.

“It’s fine, I can wait until the morning. I just want to kiss my Grammy winner husband stupid right now,” you grin before leaving a sloppy kiss on his chest, chin, nose and finally, his lips. Pecking your lips a few times he makes you lie on your back as he slides down and pushing your shirt up, his adorning eyes fall to your belly, hands coming to gently cup it.

“Hey there, little one,�� he murmurs as he leans closer and kisses your stretched out skin just above your belly button.

“He hasn’t moved in a while, think he’s asleep,” you smile, fingers running through his curls as you watch him pepper your belly with more feather-like kisses. Harry has been ecstatic since you found out you’re having a boy, though he would have been just the same if it was a girl.

“S’alright, I’m just gonna wish him goodnight,” he smiles, pressing his cheek against your bump before he kisses it one last time, pulling the shirt back down over it. Climbing up he pulls you back into his arms, knowing how much you like being held normally, but since you’ve fallen pregnant, you’ve become especially cuddly, which he doesn’t mind a bit.

“I love you, H. So proud of you,” you huff, feeling your eyes closing. Harry grabs the remote and turns the TV off, placing it to his nightstand along with your phone before kissing the top of your head.

“Love you too. Thank you for being here for me,” he huffs, the smile never leaving his lips. He has never felt happier and more complete ever in his life.

“Always,” you whisper before drifting back to sleep.

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bnha-dumpster · 3 years ago

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u-um, hello, ><, can you write yandere!bakugo with a male s.o, headcanon or oneshot, nsfw and some more kinks ( corruption k, daddy k, degradation k, ... ) if you feel comfortable! thank you so muchhhh, have a nice day/night!! sorry if my english is too bad TT.

yeah of course! there’s praise at the beginning but i promise there is degradation in this.

pairing: yandere bakugou x male reader content warnings: implied kidnapping and stockholm syndrome, virgin reader, corruption kink, daddy kink, degradation kink, light choking, subspace, pet names, belly bulge word count: 2.2k

Patience isn’t part of Bakugou’s vocabulary. He’s never been a patient person but for you, he can make an exception. You’re always the exception. Still, as much as he tries to be patient with you, he has his limits. The hero was honestly expecting to run out of patience before you warmed up to him completely. It’s a good thing for both of you that you’ve warmed up first.

“Katsuki...”

He’s about to make dinner when you grab onto the hem of his shirt and tug it. For a split second he glares at you. But when he notices your eyes and the way you’re holding so tightly onto his shirt, his gaze softens. You want something.

“Hm? What is it?”

You squirm as you stand. You’ve been feeling needy lately. It’s not that Bakugou has been neglecting you. He just hasn’t been taking care of you the way you need him to. And it’s not his fault. You were the one who told him you weren’t ready for anything intense or extremely intimate when you first warmed up to him. But it’s been a few months and you can’t deny that it’s finally getting to you.

It’s too hard to put into words so you just grab one of his hands and pull it downwards. His fingers brush against the front of your boxers. You hope he feels your cock straining slightly against the fabric.

Bakugou does and he smirks, hand cupping your erection and rubbing it. With a whimper, you hold onto his wrist and push his hand against you more. But the blond is stronger and uses his free hand to pull yours off of his wrist.

“You have to tell me what you want or I won’t know what to do.” He’s teasing you. He knows exactly what you want. “C’mon, just say it. Be a good boy for Daddy and you’ll get what you want.”

The pet name stirs something inside you and you whine. It doesn’t go unnoticed, making Bakugou only want to tease you more. He pulls you close, still cupping your clothed dick.

“Tell Daddy what you want.” His voice is commanding yet soft.

“Please fuck me...” After those words, he spanks lightly, rubbing the flesh afterwards. Bakugou stares down at you and you mumble, “... Daddy.”

“There you go. Daddy’s gonna give you exactly what you want.”

And you’re slung over his shoulder, picked up like you weigh nothing. You know that he’s taking you to the bedroom, but that’s all you know.

A squeak leaves you when he tosses you onto the bed. You bounce as you hit the bed and stare at him. He makes a show of stripping, pulling off each layer and tossing them somewhere in the room. If he’s trying to make you more flustered, it’s working. Your face goes red with a blush and you bury your face in your hands. Bakugou reaches out and pulls them away, tsk’ing at you.

“You keep your eyes on me, okay?”

As much as you want to look away and hide your face, you nod. When you do, Bakugou gives you a kiss on your forehead before his hands travel under your shirt. It’s technically his, but he loves when you wear his clothes. They’re just a little bigger than your size and it makes you look more vulnerable than you already are. He just wants to eat you up.

Calloused fingers gently pinch and pull at your nipples. One of his knees grinds against your crotch as he lets you try to hump his leg for friction. He waits for you try to take your clothes off. If you do, he’ll scold you but with the way you’re whining and squirming, he thinks he won’t have to worry about. You seem far too nervous and out of your element to do anything yourself.

“Daddy?” The word comes out as a small whine. You look at him and take hold of his arms, trying to tug them down. They don’t budge.

“Use your words, baby.” Are you going to say it?

“Please… Daddy please take my clothes off.”

Bakugou is more than happy to oblige, pulling you out of your clothes immediately. He loves the way your cock slaps against your belly when he frees it from your boxers. It’s hard and already leaking precum. The blond grabs it and gives a few experimental pumps, watching you buck your hips into his hand. One of his thumbs smears the precum on the head of your cock, teasing it as he does so. You’re falling apart and he’s barely even started.

His mouth latches onto one of your nipples and he lets go of your dick in favor of prepping your ass. The wetness and way your hole eagerly tries to suck in his finger catches him off guard.

“You’ve been touching yourself down here too?” His finger slips in easily. “Tell Daddy exactly what you’ve been doing.”

You shudder from the commanding tone but you nod.

“I-I’ve been thinking of Daddy fucking me with his cock..” This is so embarrassing. “I use my fingers to try and imagine what it’d be like if Daddy was inside me...”

Oh, he wants to eat you up even more. You’re being so good for him, so obedient. He slides in a second finger almost right away, watching you grasp at the sheets and whimper. It takes a few moments of prodding before he finds that spot inside you and you moan, back arching off the bed. This must be a new sensation from how shocked you are by it. Have you never been able to find it yourself? From the way you whimper and squirm as he prods the spot makes him think you haven’t.

He continues to play with the spongey spot in your walls, stretching you open slowly. You’re already coming undone. It all must be so new for you, the stimulation overwhelming you so quickly. Bakugou wants to see more of it. He lets go of your nipple with a pop, travelling down to be right in front of your cock. For a moment he admires the way it twitches whenever he focuses on your prostate, how precum is already dribbling from the head.

It’s the sudden feeling of his mouth around your cock that forces you over the edge. Your hips buck up into the blond’s face and he groans when his nose meets your pelvis. He greedily swallows all you have to give, making sure to clean your cock as he pulls away.

“Oh, baby boy...” Bakugou’s voice rumbles and he kisses the shaft of your limp cock. When you whimper and try to pull away, he grabs your hips to keep you in place. “We’re nowhere near done. Daddy’s gonna make you feel even better.”

The way you let out a small whine when he pulls his fingers out spurs him on. He’s quick to line up his cock with your hole, rubbing it up and down to tease you. After a few thrusts, he begins to push into you. As the head of his cock breaches your ass, you whimper and hold onto him, eyes screwing shut. While he told you to keep your eyes on him, he can’t be mad at you. Bakugou’s big and hard to take.

You didn’t think he was as big as he is. Well, you didn’t think it would be this intense. But he’s girthy and it’s overwhelming. It feels like he’s splitting you apart but at the same time, he’s pressing against the best spots. You don’t know if it feels good or if it hurts. Tears form in the corners of your eyes and Bakugou leans down to kiss them away.

“It’s okay, you’re doing so good baby boy.”

He murmurs praises until he’s fully inside. As he looks down at where you connect with him, ass swallowing his length perfectly, he notices a small bulge. Out of curiosity, he presses down on it and you both let out confused noises. You’re not super small compared to him, but somehow he’s large enough for his cock to make your belly bulge a little when he’s fully sheathed in you.

That realization makes Bakugou lose it. He grabs your hips and pulls out slowly, only to slam back in. What he expects is for you to whine or whimper for him to be gentler, but you let out a moan and throw your head back. It sparks a primal desire in him.

“Turns out my baby boy is really just a slut, huh?” He starts out slow but harsh, making sure to slam into you with each thrust. “Barely even started and you’re already moaning out like a bitch in heat. Pathetic.”

His words hurt but at the same time, they ignite something in your core. You tighten around him and the reaction doesn’t go unnoticed. An almost feral grin grows on Bakugou’s face.

“Not only are you a whore, but you like it when I call you a bitch? C’mon, tell Daddy the truth. Do you like it when I degrade you? When I treat you like a slut?”

When you don’t answer, he wraps a hand around your throat and gives a light squeeze. Between the new pleasure and how rough Bakugou’s being, you find yourself slipping. Everything around you becomes blurry and the only thing you can focus on is the blond. It’s like his words echo in the room, each syllable going straight to your crotch.

“D-daddy!” Your grip on him becomes tighter. “Please! More, please! I-I need more-!”

You didn’t answer the question and the grip on your neck tightens more in warning. Your mind is in a fog but you do your best to please him.

“I l-like it a lot! Please be meaner, Daddy!”

Oh, you’ve done it now. Your words have opened Pandora’s Box and there’s no going back. Bakugou keeps his hand on your throat as he pounds into you, growling. The way your walls tighten around him even more when he squeezes your neck and how your whines grow louder as his cock presses against your spot spur him further on. He doesn’t miss the glaze in your eyes and how eager you are to please him. And he definitely doesn’t miss the fact that your cock is hard again, slapping against your stomach with each thrust.

“Look at you, hard again so soon. Such a whore for my cock that you’re hard again. Does getting pounded this hard really turn you on so much? Pathetic.” When you reach down to touch yourself, he growls and slaps your hand away. “Don’t touch yourself. You’re gonna cum from my cock like the slut you are.”

Bakugou makes sure to keep your arms around his shoulders, letting you grasp his hair as you cry out. He’s mesmerized by the way you’ve come undone so quickly and how his cock bulges out of your stomach which each thrust. You’re so far gone.

You continue to babble out ‘Daddy’ through moans and whimpers. The longer he goes, the deeper you fall. Your walls can’t possibly get any tighter than this, desperately trying to milk Bakugou’s cock.

“You’re just Daddy’s slut, aren’t you? How bad do you want to cum, huh? How bad do you want me to make you cum from my cock, huh?” This time, he doesn’t expect you to answer him. All you can do is babble and whine. The world is lost to you, he can tell.

It isn’t long before you tense and tremble, cum shooting out to cover your abdomen. The blond watches you intently, analyzing the way your body moves as he forces you past your limit. He’s going to burn it into his memory. How your mouth hangs open with a silent moan and you begin to tug on his hair to get him to slow down- he’s going to remember all of it.

He can tell that you’re losing your energy after the second time. You’ll have to work on your stamina with him later. But for the first time, he doesn’t mind carrying you.

“I’m going to destroy you, baby boy. Not like I haven’t already.” His words don’t reach you and he grins even more. “Be a good slut and give all of you to me.”

As he lets go of your neck and throws one of your legs over his shoulder, he goes even harder. Despite your lack of energy, your ass is still sucking him in with each thrust, your walls still unbelievably tight.

You’re so good for him. Even as you whine and cry out for your Daddy, you let him do what he wants. Even if your cock is limp against your stomach and tears stream down your face, you continue to hold him close and meet his thrusts.

Bakugou really hadn’t expected you to fall this far on your first time. He was expecting to have to fuck you over and over again, not for you to unravel so quickly. But he loves it. He can do whatever he wants to do with you like this. The way you try to cling to him even this position and begging him to keep going only makes his need to destroy you worse. Well, destroy you even more.

“Alright baby boy, be good for me and give yourself to me.”

You don’t respond, but that doesn’t matter. He’s not going to stop until he’s satisfied.

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littlesniggy · 4 years ago

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Hey could i request an Ace x female!reader scenario where she is Whitebeard’s biological daughter and the “little sister” of the crew. And she gets pregnant by Ace but nobody knows about it because they kept their relationship secret. So while the crew are eating lunch, the reader suddenly stands up and announces her pregnancy without giving Ace a warning (he already knew about it but didnt expect her s/o to say it outloud) So he just sits there all nervous while the crew is interrogating the reader about who is the father so they can kill him . Also i imagine whitebeard just choking on his beer for the shocking news lol.Srry if its too especific, change wtv u want about it.

Hello! Thank you for requesting! I hope I wrote everything to your liking. I probably went a little too much into Whitebeard's reaction but oh well...Please enjoy!

Pairing: Ace x female! reader

Crew's and Whitebeard's reaction to reader announcing her pregnancy

Word count: 1.2k

“I’m pregnant, Ace.” He thought those words had caught him completely off guard. Your slightly trembling voice, your insecure tone, your harried eyes, darting from him to the wall behind him and back to him again; and he couldn’t say a word. Thinking about it now, he felt bad about his reaction but he was simply stunned. The first thing that had come to his mind was: How?

Of course, Ace knew how babies were made but didn’t you to use contraception? Sure, there was always a risk when having sex but Ace would’ve never thought he’d come into such a precarious situation.

The lack of speech had you think it was a bad idea; you should’ve never told him in the first place and just gotten rid of it. But you didn’t want to. You’ve already made up your mind that you would get the baby, if Ace wanted to or not. You wouldn’t even push him to be part of its life if he didn’t want to.

Ace noticed you becoming more insecure by the second and snapped back from his thoughts. “Hey, hey. Why that face?” he asked, trying to smile encouraging even though he felt insecure himself. “That’s great. It just came so…suddenly, y’know?” he said honestly, putting a hand on your cheek, stroking it your skin lightly.

“I know. I’m sorry to just tell you like this. But better now than never. I was shocked myself.” You admitted, leaning into his touch. A huge burden was being lifted from your shoulders and you were glad that Ace accepted it like this. Now came the difficult part though – how should you tell your father, Whitebeard?

Ace nearly choked when you announced your pregnancy to the crew out of nowhere. He stared at you wide eyed, face an unhealthy red. Did you catch him off guard back then? Absolutely. Did he think you could manage that again? Absolutely not. Was this announcement to your friends and family even worse? Holy shit, yes! Why didn’t you give him a heads up, an early warning? Anything, really!

All eyes were on you, a small smile on your lips. Marco was the first one to clear his throat. “W-what did you say?” he tried to get affirmation that he just misheard but you didn’t do him this favor. “I said, I’m pregnant.” You repeated yourself as if nothing was wrong with this statement.

Ace looked over the faces of his friends, some were shocked, some were angry, and some just had a blank expression. He didn’t want to look over to Whitebeard but he just had to take a quick look.

The old man was sitting at the head-side of the table, with a huge bottle of booze in his hand and completely frozen in place. Ace wasn’t sure if he even was still alive. Maybe the old man had a heart attack? Not too uncommon for people his age.

And suddenly, there was a lot of commotion on the table. Everyone was talking over each other, asking you questions over questions without waiting for an answer.

“Who did this to you?” “Did you get hurt?” “Tell us the name of this bastard!” “We will hunt him down, cut his dick off and present it to the sea monsters as some kind of offering!”

Every pair of eyes looked at the person who just said the last suggestion in confusion. “What?” Marco asked, bewildered from this comment. “I-I was just thinking…never mind.” The man said and sat back down, drinking his beer in silence. The pairs of eyes were shortly after back on you, everyone expecting an answer.

“Whoever this bastard is should run far, far away.” The deep voice of your father sounded from the far end. Apparently, no heart attack. Ace thought to himself. You looked at Whitebeard with a small smile on your lips, shaking your head.

“And why should he?” you wanted to know, intending on making Ace sweat a little more for the time being. It was kind of your revenge for him being silent for so long when you told him. It was petty, you knew but in your eyes you got a free pass. After all, you were going to go through a lot of pain in the end.

“Because once I get him into my hands I will personally crush this man with all I’ve got. So I hope he’s already on the run.” Whitebeard was mad. Not, because you were pregnant but because someone dared to touch his beloved daughter. Ace swallowed hard and looked over to you with a slightly pleading look on his face.

“So, you would crush your second division commander? That would be a shame. You’d loose one of your best men.” Silence. Aces’ eyes were wide open and his face said it all. How can she say this so nonchalantly?! Is she out of her mind?! Every single pair of eyes were now on him, disbelief written all over them. You could hear a pin drop; nobody dared to speak up.

“So, you’re the one who touched my precious daughter, Ace?” Whitebeard slowly got up from his seat, his heavy footsteps rumbling through the boat. “W-well….I-I can explain, pops.” Ace also got up from his place, slowly backing away with a shaky smile on his face, hands held up in defense.

“Really? Let me hear your excuse, then.” Whitebeard was standing in front of him, and it was the first time Ace felt intimidated by his captain. But before he could say anything you came between them, taking Aces’ hand and holding it tightly.

“We’ve been dating for quite some time now. We just thought it’d be better if nobody knew.” You said, looking up at your father.

Whispering could be heard from the rest of the crew at this revelation. Whitebeard raised an eyebrow. “For quite some time, huh? Why didn’t you tell me, Y/n? I’m your father.” Did he sound hurt? Or were you just mistaking? Either way, you felt guilty. “We just thought it’d be best for the crew if nobody knew. We didn’t want to cause disturbances on the ship.”

Whitebeard stayed silent for a moment, then looked behind you to Ace who immediately tensed up. “If you do anything and hurt my daughter or my grandchild in any way I will make my words from earlier come true. I can always get a new second division commander.” There was a small smile on his lips as he turned back to return to his seat.

You turned around to Ace and gave him a quick peck on his cheek. “Why are you so tense? Everything went great!” you said innocently, pulling him back to the table where the rest of the crew was waiting to ask you two more questions. Before you two sat down, this time next to each other, Ace whispered into your ear. “Someone’s getting punished later on, Y/n. You almost gave the old man a heart attack, y’know?” he chuckled but was silenced by you almost immediately. “Just cause you’ll become a father doesn’t mean you have to call yourself ‘old man’.” Knowing full well he meant Whitebeard.

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spilledkauffie · 4 years ago

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Meet Cute

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x DogMom!Reader Word Count: 1.8k T/W: fluffyyyy A/N: I know it’s a trope, but I love it!

Can you imagine Bucky with a puppy?!?!

Managing six dogs at once wasn’t exactly easy, but you did it rather gracefully, at least most of the time. Today however, you fumbled with your keys at your apartment door when two dogs suddenly, and swiftly wrapped around you, pulling opposite directions. With a small shocked squeak at being squeezed, you accidentally dropped both your keys and a leash, one out of six wasn’t bad, but it was still a loose puppy, trotting around the apartment hall like he owned the place.

“Peanut!” You yelled out of sheer concern as the baby dachshund gallivanted towards the stairs, as if it were his prison break at last, “Peanut, sweetie, come here!” You called again, eyebrows furrowing during your attempt to untwist the other leashed from around you, as he got closer and closer to that first step which was far too steep for him to comfortably and safely make wihtout tumbling down the rest.

You watched in sheer panic as his short stout front legs took the leap of faith with ears flying freely in the air like he was Dumbo. You anticipated the little yelp that would absolutely break your heart— Thankfully there was a soft landing platform neither of you had prepared for. Underneath Peanut appeared two hands covered in black gloves. The small dog fit perfectly in the hands as he wagged his tail, beyond proud of the heart attack he nearly gave you. Sighing, you leaned into the door of your apartment for support.

“Whoa there,” the saviour said, bringing the pup up with him as he stood, having had to dip to catch the pup on the stairs, after glancing at the shining silver bone shaped name tag he met the dog’s eye line, “Peanut, was it?”

As the stranger made his way up the last few steps, you couldn’t take your eyes off him. While you didn’t know him personally, you had seen him around the apartment complex before. Heart still pounding, you shook your head at the pup who was plenty happy in the hands of his rescuer.

“Peanut Butter Brittle Biscuit,” you full named the dog, causing him to tuck his tail, still wagging it though. Setting your hand, which was still being tugged on by the other five other dogs, on your hip, “you know better than to just run into strangers, it's rude.”

“Well, Peanut,” he looked to the pup in all seriousness, “I’m Bucky. There, we aren’t strangers anymore,” he affirmed, shaking the dogs tiny little paw gently, “and so we’re not strangers,” he looked to you, “I’m Bucky, and you are?” You smiled at his flirty tone, “unless you’d like to go by 4C? Keep it professional?”

“Four- C?” You gave a puzzled look.

Bucky pointed above and behind your head, with the hand he was not literally cradling Peanut with. Quickly glancing you realized it was your apartment number. Now feeling a flush of embarrassment, you took a moment to face him again, squeezing your eyes closed.

“Oh yeah,” you nervously laughed, before giving him your name as well, you liked the way he repeated it to himself, “and you’re 2E, right?”

“Do we know each other?” he asked, tilting his head with a smirk.

“Oh no, I just, sometimes I see Yori go down there, and- I’m not stalking you, I promise,” you frantically explained, waving your hand, wrapped in dog leashes.

“No,” Bucky smiled, letting you know that was not what he was thinking, “I think I’d hear you if you were though,” he looked down and around at the literal pack of dogs sitting and standing around you. The pack ranged from a German Shepherd to a Golden Retriever to a Dachshund to a Pomeranian to a Corgi to, lastly, a dopey Great Dane.

“Most definitely,” you laughed, trying to calm your nerves, “we’re not the most graceful bunch, you had a display of that just a moment ago, which thank you so, so much.” You placed your hand over your chest, as an expression of relief.

“No problem,” he said with a sincere nod and smile, petting back the dog’s ears, “looks like Peanut here is a real daredevil.”

“You have no idea,” you glanced at the puppy, “he’s a troublemaker and thinks he’s invincible.”

With that Peanut interjected giving the most babyish attempt at a deep roo, sassily from where Bucky held him still.

“Talker too, huh?” Bucky gave a shocked glance at the Dachshund who was still resting comfortably with his chest being cradled by Bucky's hand.

“Yeah, well we’re 40 minutes late to D I N N E R,” you spelled out the last word in a whisper, “Fridays are always long days,” you gestured around you to the bigger dogs with toys covered in drool, they just stared up at you, sighing you collected yourself, “they’re park days.”

“Ohh, I see,” Bucky nodded, “I'd hate to keep you any longer then.”

With a soft ‘okay’ and a smile, you held your hands out to take Peanut back. There was a brief moment in the exchange where your hands touched his and he gave a ‘sorry’ knowing it was probably cold against your skin. As Peanut hovered with both your hands on his chubby little sides. Your Dane tugged one way again, while the Retriever was determined to go the other, pulling you and Bucky closer together. Practically chest to chest, save Peanut being the barrier between the two of you.

“Oh my gosh,” you whispered, looking down immediately, even though there was hardly room between you two to do so, literally feeling the heat rise to your cheeks, you closed your eyes, “this is not happening.”

“I’ve been in worse situations,” Bucky remarked cooly, keeping his gaze focused on you, finding it surprisingly cute at how flustered you were around him. It’d been a long time since he had felt someone had real genuine human emotions regarding him.

Neither of you took your hands away from the other’s. Standing there you bit in your lip, calming your rising pulse as you were now close enough to smell his cologne.

“I’m-” you started, finally looking up, “so sorry.”

“It’s really okay,” Bucky chuckled, not wanting you to feel as worried as you were, but you just knit your brows together and gave another apologetic look, “honestly, I could- I could do this all day.” There was a pause, then you smiled, ducking your head to hide your face against Peanut who was really becoming a star matchmaker, “I think Peanut and I are going to be very good friends by the end of this.”

Lifting your head with a nod, you sighed, stroking the pup’s ear, for a moment before you guided the other dogs around to give you some more space. Bucky respectfully took a step back, somehow still holding Peanut after all that. You opened your apartment door and the dogs rushed in, you let each leash fall off your hand as they entered. You said their name with each one to keep track of them.

“And lastly,” you exhaled, reaching your arms out again for the troublemaker of whom Bucky surrendered, though he was getting fairly fond of him, “well, at least let me invite you in? Have a drink on me? Something?”

“That’d be great,” Bucky said, gesturing for you to lead the way.

Once you were both in and Bucky shut the door behind him, you let Peanut loose and immediately he ran to his dinner bowl, waiting in anticipation. Offering Bucky to sit at the bar, you set two cold bottles on top of the counter, but before you joined him you got out six dog bowls, making him smile.

“How long have you had them?” Bucky asked, opening his bottle relaxedly with his hand.

“They vary, some for years, but the most recent,” you nodded to Peanut, “only a few months.”

“So uh, why so many?” Bucky inquired.

You squeezed your shoulders up, looking around at all of them, “they needed a home,” you said, soft smile, “each of them came from a broken place, of hurt and pain. That’s all they knew before I took them in, and,” you shook your head smiling wider, looking over to Bucky, “if I could be a part of their healing, I knew I had to be. I can’t think of leaving something to suffer if there’s something that can be done to help.”

“That’s-” Bucky looked to the floor as you rounded the counter, to sit next to him on another bar stool, having just set all the bowls down, “that’s a really great mindset.”

“What about you?” you took a sip, “any pets?”

He swallowed shaking his head, “no, I have a weird work schedule,” he squinted at his own reasoning, hoping it didn’t sound too dumb.

“Oh gotcha,” you nodded, before gesturing with the top of the bottle, “well Rodgers seems to like you.”

Your gesture drew Bucky to look down, sure enough set atop his thigh was your German Shepherd's head, looking up with big eyes and slowly wagging his tail. Bucky pet the dog’s ear, “Rodgers?”

“Yeah, you know after Captain America? He’s ex-military himself so I thought it was fitting,” you bent down to pet the dog yourself.

There was a quietness, Bucky looked away from the dogs and you for a moment. Biting the inside of his lip he felt something he hadn’t in a long time, though he tried to repress it. A part of him felt it was a sign, another part of him told himself to ignore it. Takin another swig, he made his choice

“Hey, if you ever. . . need help with them, I’m,” he hesitated, “I’m usually free Fridays, or- park days.”

“I’d love that,” you smiled leaning back up, “how bout I get your number so we can plan a da-,” you quickly changed your sentence, “a park day.”

While you got up to grab your phone, he flipped open his, seeing the very few contacts and the messages from only one person. Wincing he was a little nervous, this meant opening up. You returned, asking for his number, to which he willingly gave you. Finishing the drinks he said he really should head home, you completely understood, already surprised that he stuck around that long after the incident earlier.

With casual goodbyes, you shut your door and he headed back downstairs. Taking his gloves off, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate. Sitting on his couch he took it out of his pocket. Seeing your name pop up with a “hi 4C here, texting you like I said I would” and a smiley face with a dog emoji made him smile to himself.

He opened it-- it was time to start answering messages, it was time he found his healing.

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f i r s t t i m e w/ t h e m

— mark and 00’ dream line x fem!reader

— 1.7k words

— smut

warnings: dom!idols, overstimulation, squirting throatfucking, pet names, cockwarming, unprotected sex, mutual masturbation, pussy slapping, spitting

‹ mark lee ›

i think mark would be the type to ask you if you’re okay with it every other minute because he wouldn’t wanna do anything that’ll hurt you or make you uncomfortable. but once you reassure him for the hundredth time that you’re completely okay with anything he does, he won’t hold back. after asking seven times (at least), and he gets that sure and confident look of yours, oh boy, he will not hold back. definitely the type to slap and grab your ass constantly while he’s thrusting into you. his pace would be slow and steady at first but once you adjust to his size, he’ll snap harder. i think he’d keep his pace slow but the power of his thrust would literally knock you out. i also think he’d be vocal, but moaning and grunting wise. not much talking from him during your first time together because he’s too nervous to come up with sentences. mark would pin your hands above your head when you reach over to try and rub your clit because he wants you to come from only his cock. and he succeeds. he’d also be the type to lick your neck when he sees you sweating. he’d whisper pet names such as baby, princess, babygirl, and kitten into your ear but he’d sound so desperate and fucked out when doing so. he’d want to cum in you if you were okay with it, and he loves to overstimulate you both so he’d continue fucking into you. he’d make sure you cum on his cock twice before pulling out of you. he’d lick the cum out of your pussy but very quickly so you don’t cum again and pass out lmao. overall, mark would definitely make sure you’re completely comfortable with doing it and will literally fuck your brains out steadily the second you give him the green light.

‹ huang renjun ›

ugh renjun would be so gentle with you. i don’t see much foreplay for the first time having sex with him, though. just a lot of groping and touching and feeling your entire body up. he’d be the type to place kisses all over your chest, neck, stomach, face, and thighs while groping your breast and ass. small whispers of praises too, to make sure you feel beautiful. he would also jack himself off while he sucks on your nipples, and he’d make you touch yourself so you guys just watch each other pleasure yourselves. at one point, he’ll just stop whatever he’s doing and admire your body sprawled on the bed, looking so helplessly and desperate for his cock. his dick would jump at the view of your glistening pussy, so ready for him. he’d go slow when entering you, i think he’d tease you for being so tight. “god, darling, so snug around me. hmm let me ruin you.” yeah, he screams corruption kink to me. he would keep a slow pace the whole time but his thrusts are so fucking deep. he’d kiss and suck your tongue while fucking you too. he would bite your collarbones and lick them right after to ease the sting. his moans would sound like whimpers, i think. the look on his face would be so dominant and dark but the noises that escape him would sound broken. renjun is also the type to lightly choke you for the first time, but his grip will gradually tighten overtime. he makes sure you cum first, then he finishes on your bare stomach then picks up his cum with his fingers and makes you lick them clean. ideally, he’d want to decorated your face with his cum or finish in your mouth, but he saves that for when you feel more comfortable.

‹ lee jeno ›

you cannot tell me that jeno is not an ass person. this man would literally go crazy when he sees your bare ass for the first time. he’d make you lay on your stomach on his lap so he could have the perfect view. i think the first time with jeno would be so so so touchy and intense. he’d give you light spanks because he loves to see the way your ass jiggles. he’d also slightly thrust up into you when your laying down on lap unconsciously because he’s just that horny. he’d also finger you in this position, making sure you cum at least two times before taking his monstrous cock (bc we all know he’s packing). he’d coo at you so much, clicking his tongue every time you jolt from the sensitivity. once he thinks your ready, he’d waste no time being inside of you. so no blowjob for him, yet. he’d carry your body so you could lay on your back, and he’s definitely the type to take his dick and tease your clit with it, spreading your juices all around. god, jeno would be ruthless. immediately starts with a rough pace, not fast, but rough. reaches your g-stop with no problem. he would grab your hair and make you maintain eye contact with him while he’s fucking you up and would spit in your mouth then kiss you messily right after. he would make you cum with his dick then he’d pull out but would aim his cum on your clit and slit then spreads it around your pussy with his tip. then he’d lick you clean, making you cum for the fourth time!

‹ lee donghyuck ›

this dude would be such an annoying ass tease! hyuck would mockingly praise you and make cooing noises every time you’d whine when he’d purposely miss your clit when fingering you. this mf would not shut his mouth, he’d be so good at dirty talk ugh (his gemini popping off). he’d be the type to call you his cumslut, cockslut, whore, yeah you get the point. you’d be such a pillow princess with him lmfao. he’d eat you out so well, and would literally not stop eating you out until you yank him off by his hair which he loves and could literally cum from the feeling of the harsh tug. even when you yank him off, he gives you a moment to catch your breath but gets back to work. would definitely make you squirt and he’d drink it all up. “look at my pretty whore, such a slut for my tongue, aren’t you.” whenever you’d close your eyes or look up at the ceiling, he’d pinch your thigh or ass or both because he wants your eyes on him constantly. the only one who’d let you suck his cock during your first time. oh you think you’d have control when sucking him off? nah. he’d fuck your throat. you’d be kneeling for him, looking up at him with doe eyes and he’d admire the view from above, caressing your face and hair before he slides himself in your mouth. he’d be decent and give you time to adjust to his thickness (bc he’s packing too) before going in completely. he’d hold your face steady and just fuck into your mouth, but won’t cum just yet. he’d pull you off the second he feels his climax approaching and push you down so you lay on your back. he gives you a few harsh pussy slaps with his thick cock before entering you. his girth is so thick and would definitely stretch you out. he’d overstimulate you, rubbing your clit hard and fast and sucking on your nipples, flicking his tongue around them while drilling into you incredibly fast. he’d definitely want to cum in you if you let him, but if not, he’d be okay with cumming in your mouth.

‹ na jaemin ›

he is such a soft dom omg. he’d have so many pet names for you. darling, angel, love, sweetheart, baby, pretty girl, everything! “pretty girl, will you let me take care of you? love you?” he could spend all day eating you out because he’s addicted to the way you taste and react to every single motion of his tongue. he would also buy you lingerie to wear if you planned your first time beforehand, and wouldn’t take it off of you because you look so beautiful in it. he’d only pushed your bra up to show your breasts and panties to the side to reveal your wet cunt. he would finger you and suck your clit into oblivion. also another member to make you squirt from eating you out so well and for so long. the squirting would only encourage him to keep going until he literally cannot breathe. he would maintain eye contact when eating you out and would wink at one point just to tease you. he won’t let you suck him off even if you beg because he wants the focus to be on you. even though he would eat your pussy for majority of the time, he won’t let you come on his tongue because he wants to feel your pussy tighten as you cum around his cock instead. he’d enter you carefully, kissing you while doing so in order to distract you from the pain. once he sees all signs of discomfort go away, this boy will not hold back. i don’t think he’d choke you but he’d definitely grip your hips and your breasts so tightly that it lowkey hurts but you honestly don’t care at the moment. not when he’s fucking you so well, he’d hit your g-spot every single time. he’d switch your positions so you’d be on top of him but he’d still be the one thrusting into you because he doesn’t want his princess to be doing any work. he would definitely suck on your titties like it’s the last day on earth while fucking up into you. he’d admire the way they’d bounce at every thrust and could cum from the sight. yeah jaemin’s a tits guy. he would have his sly ass smile on display while fucking you too. you and him would cum at the same time and he’d finish inside. jaemin would move you so you could lay down comfortably but will not pull out because he wants his cum to stay inside (if you’re on birth control). you guys would fall asleep while his cock would still be in you because it feels so warm and comfy.

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