#ooo baby! i'm gonna find out!

[clemkesh]

do i think avowed will run on my little work laptop? uhhh hard to say given our prototype makes it start crying. however.... if my boys (former coworkers) come through (give me access to codes for months of free game pass) we're sure as hell gonna find out soon!

[monzamash]

★ last chance; long live the inbox graveyard! —i pick a long forgotten request in my inbox and write a short blurb or musings

hot tub time machine lando norris x you —no warnings, just fluff "could we get a number 14 (pool/hot tub sex) with lando pleaseeee? so excited that you’re writing again!!" —requested by anon on october 8th, 2024

“happy birthday, sweetheart...”

“i really needed this," he sighed, "knowing i would be home with you for this was the only thing getting me through the last few of weeks.”

lando could feel every single ache and pain wash away as he slid into the hot tub, stomach full of the gorgeous italian spread you’d ordered for dinner. his favourite. he swore you were an angel sent to earth, everything you did for him was heavenly, he could never find the words to tell you how much he loved you.

“you look so happy lan,” you smiled, dropping the kimono you’d worn during dinner as lando��s eyes cast across your body, luring you into the tub.

“i’m very happy - especially when i get to enjoy all of this… c’mere pretty girl.”

a soft giggle slipped from your lips as you grasped his hand, "let me get a bottle of red wine for us to share and i'll join you — do you wanna open the one daniel gave you?"

"ooo, are we entering that portion of the night?" lando asked suggestively as you stood up, shooting him quizzical look.

"what do you mean?" you asked earning a loud laugh from the tub, water splashing a little as lando pulled himself up to the edge, smiling over at you with a look you knew all too well.

"as soon as you start on the red wine, you get so frisky," he stated as if it was a well-known fact, one that you certainly weren't aware of.

"i do not!" you staunchly defended, earning another loud scoff.

"oh, wow," lando laughed, "yes, you do baby and i'm not complaining so crack her open..." he teased as you carefully stepped into the tub, with lando's help of course, eyes still narrowed in annoyance.

"okay so maybe wine makes me a little more amorous than usual but i think i'm just like that when i drink, no?" you pouted, earning yourself a pity kiss from the birthday boy.

"red wine makes you horny and that's okay," he teased again with a cheeky smirk on his face as you handed him the stemmed glass, "ta."

"we'll see then, won't we," you tutted, pouring two glasses of wine while lando chuckled to himself.

"i already know what's gonna happen but sure," he baited with a wink as he slowly dunked his head under the water and emerged with a shake of his wild curls, sending water flying across the room and all over you.

"you are so sure of yourself tonight."

lando's eyes skimmed across your body briefly while you claw-clipped your hair up, not wanting the hassle of having to dry it before going to bed. secretly you knew where the night was headed, red wine or not— it was his birthday after all, but you weren't about to admit that to the man hypnotised by your every move, jaw slack from the glorious view of your cleavage.

lando was a simple man.

"well, i am the birthday boy after all so i reserve the right to be cocky once a year, yeah?" he taunted from the other side of the tub.

"yeah, only once a year..." you rolled your eyes humorously.

the distance between the two of you seemed too far for lando, so he sculled the rest of his drink and carefully placed the glass on the floor before giving you a mischievous smile.

"steady on, party boy," you chuckled as he leaned forward and snaked an arm around your waist, pulling you into his warm hold.

"i just want to focus all of my attention on you," he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear that had fallen out of your clip, his emerald irises darted over your face, finally resting on yours.

"i missed you a lot, you know."

you took that as an invitation to straddle his lap and rest your elbows over his shoulders, wine glass dangling from your fingers. lando smoothed his hands down your back and and pressed fiery kisses across your chest. his lips travelled back up your neck, along your jaw before finding your soft lips in a slow, passionate kiss. you moved in sync with him, bringing one of your hands up to trawl through his wet, tangled curls. the chlorine always got the best of them.

lando hummed quietly into the kiss before pulling back slightly, "this is the best birthday i've ever had... and i couldn't be more in love with you," he confessed as you took the chance to admire the sweet boy you'd chosen to share your life with.

you grasped his face gently between your hands and pressed another soft kiss to his lips, making sure he knew just how much you loved him, no matter what life threw your way.

"i love you too, darling... happy birthday."

a/n — the first of the end of (f1) season sale!! this hot tub request actually wasn't forgotten, just half-baked so thank you anon for sparking up the inspiration to finally finish it! hope you enjoyed it 😌

[hurtspideyparker]

Spideypool. Spideypool. Fluff. Like. Nice day for both.

"Oof!" a puff of air leaves Peter's mouth as he's jarred out of his sleep.

"Peteyyyyyyyy," comes the weight on his chest. "I missed you last night. You left me all alone! I only had those idiots to hang out with on patrol all night."

He pauses a moment. "Yes, I'm talking about you!" he says to himself. Well, not himself, but definitely not to Peter.

Peter brings a hand up to rub the grogginess out of his eyes, groaning and doing his best to stretch out under the all-encompassing body laying on top of him.

"Wade, I was sleeping."

"Ooo I love that morning voice. I could find deep sea fishies never before seen in that depth."

Peter sighs and closes his eyes again.

"Petey? Baby boy? You can't do this to me, I've missed you for forty years and forty nights. I just got you back. No, noooo!!!"

Two days. It's been two days.

Peter hums tiredly; there's no way he can fall back asleep with Deadpool whining in his ear.

"Wade I just finished my paper. Big, long, no-sleep paper. I went to bed 20 minutes ago."

Deadpool seems to shrink in on himself a little, scratching the back of his head.

"Oh. So you don't want the breakfast burritos I brought?"

Peter's stomach does growl at the scent of cheesy eggs and bacon, but he can't get himself to sit up (and no, it has nothing to do with the 200 pounds of muscle curled on top of him).

"Ughhh. Maybe later. I think I'm just gonna close my eyes a little longer. You can do whatever," Peter murmurs, already slipping back under.

Deadpool gasps, which really should have been Peter's first warning, before he's suddenly being pelted with dozens of kisses all over his face.

"Ah! Wade, that hehe hA that tickles!"

Deadpool's lips are quick yet deadly, the light brush of them feather light. When they travel down his cheek to his jawline Peter tilts his head back in laughter, giving full access for his neck to be attacked next. That really gets him, a big gasping laugh jerked out of him at the tickling of his weak spot above his Adam's apple, and next thing he knows they're tumbling off the side of the bed in a tangle of giggles and bedsheets.

Peter lands on Deadpool this time, his strong arms immediately wrapping around Peter in a warm support.

"Oh my god..." Peter says breathlessly with the last dregs of laughter. "What was that?!"

"You said do whatever, and I wanted to kiss all your cute little freckles."

Deadpool presses one last kiss to the tip of Peter's nose, "there, got em all!"

The kiss-drunk man hides his blooming cheeks into the softness of Deadpool's chest, rubbing against the material of his dark hoodie.

"Mm. That's cool..." his voice fades out.

"Petey?"

Soft snores come in reply.

Deadpool looks down at the tuffs of unruly curls and pulls Peter closer to him.

"Welp, guess I'll stay here then."

Deadpool settles into the floor like the perfect boyfriend pillow he is.

[oneforthemunny]

ooo i’m excited! 6, a, %

for you my love, your roll is: bouncer!eddie, over the knee, and dealer's choice (in this scenario, i chose a ruler)

minors dni. spanking, role play (sorta lol), and dom/sub themes.

"So, Meredith and I went to take some clothes to the consignment place downtown, and look what I found." Eddie's lips tugged in a smile, your excited demeanor was infectious, giddy standing before him with the plastic bag.

"You went to sell your clothes and ended up buying more?" Eddie teased, lifting a brow playfully.

You rolled your eyes, pouting at him. "Ok, but this is sooo cute!" You squealed, setting the bag behind you. "Wait until you see it. It's so cute, I had to get it- I had to."

Eddie snorted lightly, leaning back onto the couch. You looked over your shoulder at him before you turned, beaming with pride at your find. "Look," You squealed, in your hands and navy blue, green, and black plaid mini skirt. "Doesn't it look just like the one from the Marc Jacobs collection?"

Eddie blinked, swallowing the lump in his throat. His mind raced with ideas, looking at the tiny, flared skirt in your hands. Visions from his magazines, that he kept shoved under his bed, floated into his mind, springing new ideas.

You looked at him with question, brow lifted carefully. "Y-Yeah," Eddie swallowed, nodding quickly. "No, that-that looks just like it, baby. Is it from them?"

"No, I think it's from Saint Abigails," You shook your head, mentioning the Catholic school in the next town over. "But it's cute, right? I was thinking I could wear it when that grunge band comes and plays again. They always bring that kinda crowd in. Maybe I could get some extra tips? And for two dollars, I mean, how could I not..."

Eddie's mind started to wander as you rambled on, a masterpiece forming in his mind. It didn't take much convincing from you, when he finally brought it up. You were excited to wear your skirt, and get a little freaky in return.

"This feels like a bad porno." You giggled, tying the white button down Eddie had let you borrow, knotting it right under your lacy bra.

"Don't give me any ideas," Eddie grinned, twirling the ruler in his hand. "I'll go get my video camera. We can make a movie, baby."

You laughed, hands smoothing over your tiny skirt. "Mm, maybe another time." You purred, stalking over to him. Eddie leaned against the coffee table, tongue running over his bottom lip, eyes rolling over your frame.

"You look pretty, baby." Eddie groaned, reaching out to hold you by your waist. "Very sexy."

"Yeah?" You grinned. "So sexy I can get out of detention, Mr. Munson?" Your lashes batted at him, straddling his lap.

Eddie groaned when your nails raked down his neck lightly. "Maybe," He rasped, grip tightening around your waist. "But you've been a pretty bad girl, baby. Think you need to learn a lesson."

"Mm, and you're gonna teach me one?" Your purred, inching closer and closer to him. "You're gonna make sure I learn my lesson?" Eddie nodded, swallowing around the excited lump in his throat. "You'd do that for me?"

Eddie's jaw clenched, pulling you over his knee in an instance. Your squealing giggles of excitement were not quite what he expected, but music to his ears nonetheless. Eddie's mouth watered, hands smoothing over the skirt, teasing the hem before he flipped it over revealing your teeny tiny lace panties.

"Hm, think these are very inappropriate, sweetheart." Eddie ran a finger down the lace, over your clothed slit, leaving you shivering. "Think you're trying to distract me. That what you're trying to do? Distract me so I'll go easier on you?"

"I would never," You gasped, wiggling against his thigh. "I'm a good girl. I swear."

Eddie grinned, picking up the ruler. "I'm not sure that's true, but don't worry, baby. I'll make sure you're good after this." He tapped the ruler on the center of your upturned ass before bringing it down. A sharp snap followed by your squeal, bucking on his thigh.

Eddie held you tight to his side, peppering your ass with the ruler, one stinging slap after the other. You wiggled and squirmed, lifting and pushing away, moving so much the skirt flipped back over. Eddie simply tucked it back into your waist band before starting his spanking again.

By the time you were teary eyes and sniffling, giving him a pathetic pout that made him nearly bust in his jeans, Eddie decided to take mercy on you (and himself). Bending you over the coffee table, Eddie fucked you hard, letting your skirt fall loose and flitting with every sharp snap of his hips into you.

He decided later that evening, watching you rub your ass gently, folding the skirt and tucking it back in his drawer, that was his favorite purchase you've ever made. Better than even the lingerie.

[archangeldyke-all]

Sevika getting all soft and whiny as you loving give her the strap. She gets all clingy after she cums her brains out and just wants to be babied and cuddled. Will get mad if you try to get up after cuddles 🙏🏽

hng...

men and minors dni

"'s it feel good, baby?"

you don't really need to ask. you know the answer, you can tell by the way she's clawing at your back, the way her thighs are shivering, her glassy eyes and heart-shaped pupils blinking up at you as she nods.

but, you ask anyways, 'cause you like hearing her talk when she's on bottom.

"so good, so good, baby, y' fuck me so good. i-i need more. fuck, i need--"

"harder?" you guess. sevika whimpers, noddding against your shoulder. she always needs it rougher when she's close to cumming. you don't mind. you just hitch her leg further up, pressing deeper into her.

"ooo-oooh!" she whines. you start nipping at her lips, her jaw open as she gasps and sputters.

"gonna cum for me sev?" you ask, kissing her nose. she whimpers, nodding.

"y-yea--"

"god, you're so fuckin' perfect. so beautiful, baby. y' look so good fallin' apart under me." you whine. "fuck, you're gonna make me cum, just lookin' at you."

your words tip sevika over, and she cums with a gasp, her fingernails drawing blood on your shoulders as she shudders and cries. "b-baby fuck!" she whines.

you try to keep your eyes open long enough to watch her entire orgasm, but the sight of her falling apart hits you like a punch to the gut, and before you know what's happening, you're collapsing on top of her, cumming your brains out inside her while you bury your face in her neck. "sev." you whimper.

for a minute or two, the room's silent besides the sound of your shared labored breathing.

"think i just came my brains out." you mutter eventually, finding enough strength to push yourself up.

sevika gasps as you rise, and you freeze-- panicked.

"what-- does it hurt?!" you ask, worried. she just pouts up at you, then reaches up to wrap her arms around your shoulders and tug you back down on top of her. you burst into giggles as you collapse, sevika's legs coming up to wrap around your hips as well.

"where the fuck are you going?!" she whines. you laugh against her throat, peppering kisses over her neck.

"sorry, sorry, i forgot you need your cuddles." you tease. "you're usually all pissy about layin' in cum."

"'s when i'm on top. you just fucked me, so now we cuddle." she explains, like it's simple math. you hum, starting to comb through her hair as you settle yourself on top of her.

"why don't i get cuddles?" you pout. sevika snorts.

"'cause if i cuddled you each time i fucked you, we'd be out of time to do other things like, y'know, working. eating. sleep--"

you cut her off by biting her ear lobe. she bursts into giggles and you melt on top of her, soaking in the sound of her laughter.

it's rare that sevika wants to bottom, but you're always thrilled when she does. you like her like this. you like her all ways, but she's exceptionally sweet and needy when she's on bottom. it's adorable.

"you know you're the love of my life?" you ask. sevika's fingers-- which had been trailing up and down your spine-- freeze.

"really?" she whispers. you lift your head up to look down at your wife, worried that she sounds so surprised.

"honey, we're married!" you laugh, nodding. sevika huffs, and her fingers start their path again.

"i know, i was just thinkin' the same thing." she admits. "like, word for word."

you grin, then press a kiss to her lips. "i'm gonna cuddle you for half an hour, then we're gonna fuck again, then i'm calling for a delivery pizza and drawing us a bubble bath. how's that sound?" you ask. sevika hums.

"cuddles in the bath?" she asks pathetically. you burst into laughter, kiss her again, and nod when her sad, wet, puppy dog eyes blink up at you.

"don't think there's a way for us to both fit and not be cuddling, sev." you joke. she just grunts, bites your shoulder, and smacks your ass.

you muffle your laughs against her shoulder.

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[saintzweig]

genuinely think pregnancy and a breeding kink for art, like it like ties them together FOREVER ooo he'd love that. also patrick is def into like obv power play and i think he would be really into the amazon position loooool. im a patrick switch truther so. also patrick and public sex. also i agree with the piss control thing i think he's just into bodily fluids in general lol

BREEDING KINK I AGREE dilf art would absolutely be obsessed with the idea of making you his forever, not in a 'you can't run away from me' kinda way but more like 'i'll do everything for you, i'll take care of you for the rest of my life' he'd just be the sweetest and gentlest, taking his time and having your body so close to him so he can reach your womb. filling you completely and staying still so the chances of you getting pregnant will be higher.

.... younger art however, would absolutely (secretly) be into forced breeding as the sub. absolutely melting when you wrap your legs around him to keep him from pulling out, forcing him to spill inside you while he babbles 'no i can't, i gotta pull out. i'm not wearing a cond– oh fuck, fuck i'm gonna cum. please i need to–' he would never admit it but he finds the idea of you baby trapping him so hot.

power play with switch patrick oooohohkgkhkh i think it would work both ways. patrick as a dom would be so so mean, his tone is gentle but demeaning. he'd sit back and just stare at you, you'd have no idea what to do and just kind of try your best to make him feel good. staring up at him with wide eyes, nervous and confused. he's not even saying anything yet you're shaking. 'you know what to do, sweetheart. come on, show me what you've learned so far.' 'ah ah, that's not right, is it? try that again' he just keeps riling you up until you snap, going rough on him until he's gasping in immense pleasure. 'f-fuck, i'm sorry angel. i didn't mean to–' he tries holding your hips to slow you down but you only slap his hands away. 'you gotta slow down– i can't, i'll– fuck, you're gonna make me cum' overstimulation too of course.... getting your revenge by making him cum over and over again until he's crying :3

public sex is so :o i have a feeling he'd love going out of late night drives, pulling over in the middle of nowhere and fucking you from behind while you're bent over the driver's seat. also pulling you inside a changing room while you're shopping for clothes just to eat you out.. the possibility of getting caught gets him painfully hard in his jeans that he's palming himself while on his knees. he'd walk out of there with a smirk, wiping his chin while you follow him from behind with your shirt untucked and hair messy.

[wynn-43]

whispers like a song

part 2 of raindrops like a melody!!!

bang chan x gn! reader wc: 1137 warnings: v fluffy and cute, food, tenebrous papilla (evil.), chan called chris, mostly proofread a/n: so there will be 3 parts because i got ideas...

Chris was standing at the stove, wearing black sweatpants and a singlet that perfectly showed off his arms. You smile at him lovingly upon hearing him softly humming a song you hadn’t heard before.

“What’cha singing?” You murmur, pressing yourself against his back, wrapping your arms around his stomach, careful to avoid the hot pan, and resting your chin on his shoulder.

“Hi sweets. Just a new song I came up with the other day.” He giggles as you press soft kisses to his shoulder. “Pancakes are almost ready!” He murmurs as you hum, turning to go set the table. A few minutes later the two of you are sitting next to each other. 

“Dude! How are your pancakes so good?” You ask in between bites.

He laughs, making that cute squeaking sound. “You need to stop calling me that! And I don’t know, they’re just a packet mix.”

“Sorry babe.” You lean over to press a syrupy kiss to his cheek.

“Babe!” He groans, failing to suppress a giggle as he wipes the syrup off.

“Wanna play Genshin?” You ask, stacking the plates to bring to the sink, laughing as he jumps excitedly and runs towards your study.

⁺ 𓈒 ♡

Later, the two of you are in your study. You’re curled up at your PC, tapping away at your keyboard with one ear covered by your headphones, the other left off so you can hear Chris.

“Whyyyyy” your boyfriend dramatically groans as you turn towards him. He was sprawled out on the couch next to your desk, clearly in the middle of a crisis.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, resting your hand on his knee.

“I don’t wanna find more stupid robot bugs.” He whines.

“What.” You ask, baffled.

“The subdetection unit thingys, I need them for Wriothesley. I need like 60 more…” He protests, almost falling off the couch in sorrow.

You turn back to your PC, quickly booting up Genshin before turning back to the still whining man. “Do you want help?” You offered, voice gentle.

Suddenly he bolted upright, almost knocking his head on yours. “Really?” His eyes were wide, making you laugh.

“Sure! It can be a date.” You softly smile at him as he cheers.

“But!” You exclaim, making him pause. “You have to help me fight the stupid Abyss tree for Chasca.” You giggle as he whines.

“Fineeee. Only because I love you!” He stands up, exaggeratedly groaning as he stretches before hugging you from behind.

“I’m gonna get snacks! D’you want anything?” He asks, pressing soft kisses to your hair.

“Ooo could I have a monster please?” You giggle, mourning the loss of his warmth as he pulls away with an affirmative hum.

₊✩ˎˊ˗

“I just need to fight the thing one more time! I swear.” You whine, trying to convince your boyfriend.

“Fine… But only because you helped me with the subdetection units... I'm never doing it again.” He reluctantly caves.

“Understandable, it is the absolute worst boss in the game.” You mutter, making Chris giggle.

“Correct. Okay this one and…” He pauses, taking out his phone. “Babe it’s 5 o’clock.”

You spin towards him. “What? I thought it was like… 2. Maybe 3…” You murmur, genuinely confused as to how time flew so fast.

“You should start getting ready now. We have dinner, remember!” He says, laughing as your confused face. “Cutie” he squishes your face.

You whine dramatically, hoping that accurately conveys your emotions.

“Fine, I’ll help you do it one more time tomorrow.” He smiles, somehow understanding you on such a deep level.

“Yayy!” You smile, jumping up and kissing his cheek before rushing to go and get ready.

₊✩ˎˊ˗

“You look breathtaking, baby.” Chris murmurs against the side of your hair as he pulls you closer to him by the waist.

“So do you, my love.” You whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck as you pull him close to you.

He leans in, pressing a soft but firm kiss to your lips, “My gorgeous soulmate.” 

You giggle, gently grabbing his wrist to lead him out the door, “Come on! I bags not driving!”

He laughs, trailing after you “You don’t even have a licence!”

₊✩ˎˊ˗

“We need to go there more often!” You exclaim, grabbing his hands as you jump along. 

You suddenly turn to him, face serious. “Can we get ice cream now?” You ask, tilting your head to the side.

He giggles, “Of course lovely.” You cheer before skipping in front of him happily. 

“Wait, wait.” You spin towards him dramatically. “Yes?” 

“I was wondering…” He pauses and avoids eye contact, your heart rate speeds up as you notice his seriousness.

“Wondering what, love?” You inquire, gently holding his hands as your silliness disappears. “Do you wanna go away? Like down to the beach house. Like I was just thinking we both have a week off and it might be nice.” You cut off his rambling with a soft kiss to his hands, pulling him out of his thoughts. “I would absolutely love that!” You murmur, placing your hands on his waist and pulling him close to you.

“Really?” He looks up, surprised for a moment before wrapping his arms around you.

“Yes!” You peck his cheek, “I’d absolutely love that.” You look deeply into his deep brown eyes. “I don’t care where we are, as long as I’m with you.”

Despite the dim light of the streetlamps being the only thing highlighting his beautiful features, you’re sure you see a flush of pink along his cheeks before he nuzzles his face in your neck, making you giggle.

“Do you wanna head down tonight?” He asks from his place in your neck.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay driving?” You ask and he hums, the vibrations making you giggle. 

“By the time we get home and pack it’ll be like...” You pause to check your watch. “11:30.”

He leans back, looking you in the eyes, “I’ll be fine bub I promise.” He gently sways the two of you side to side. “I’d rather drive tonight than tomorrow anyways.” You hum in agreement, thinking of the last time he tried to drive in the early morning.

“Okay.” You gently intertwine your fingers with his. “Lets go pack!” You pull away, dragging him with you by the hand.

“What about ice cream?” He asks as you pull him with you.

“We can get it on the way down there!” You exclaim, still skipping along with joy as he laughs at your antics.

This is a work of fiction, based entirely on my personal perception of him, and does not reflect his actual character or actions.

[sexy-monster-fucker]

Leisure [Part 2]

Baby Billy Freeman x Preacher's Daughter!Reader

Part 1 <- -> Part 3 // Part 4 //

Summary: Reader is having mixed feelings about her growing crush for their house guest. When she decides to go out drinking, finding herself pressed against another man, Baby Billy does not take kindly.

CW: age gap (reader is 21+), wet dream, drunk reader, vomit,

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His mature hands danced down your sides. Resting on your hips, pulling you flush against him. You both were only in your under garments. The bedroom was dark and silent. Your hands ghosting up his chest, wrapping around his neck. Chests pressed flush together, lips dangerously close.

Soft lips captured yours in a kiss, his body leading you back onto the bed. Gently helping you onto your back, mounting on top of you. Hazel eyes shining through the darkness as they looked down at you. You doed up at him.

"Pretty girl," his twang whispered as he kissed your jaw.

Your alarm clock woke you up. Eyes squinted as rays of sun shined through your blinds. Staying still momentarily thinking about the dream you had just had.

Inappropriate of you.

You rolled out of bed still half asleep. You headed down the stairs into the kitchen. Drowsy as you poured yourself a bowl of cereal.

"Good morning," Baby Billy's voice broke through your sleepy daze. You jumped thinking you were alone. You turned to face him, pushing your hair out of your face. His eyes glanced down your body, staring at your exposed thighs from your sleep shorts. You smiled awkwardly, "Good morning. Didn't think anyone else would be up." Baby Billy grinned at you, "Sun's up, gotta start the day." You nodded, joining him at the island he sat at.

"You look like you slept good," Baby Billy spoke between bites of his food. Your body flooded with heat as you recalled the dream you had. Your brain flashing images of your nude bodies together. "How'd your bed treat you?" You changed the focus to him. Baby Billy sighed, "Some of the best sleep I've gotten."

You both finished your breakfast, small talk between you filling the room. You took both your dirty dishes, washing them in the sink. Baby Billy thanked you.

You headed back up stairs to get ready for the day. Baby Billy followed behind you, standing in your doorway as you laid out your clothes. "Got plans for the day?" You asked casually. "Think your mom and pop are gonna show me around town later," Baby Billy spoke. "Ooo. I've got some chores to do around the farm, then I'm gonna get my lesson plan ready for Sunday School. Busy day," you smiled at him.

His eyes scanned up and down your body. Hair still messy from sleep. Your sleep shirt tight around your chest. He admired you silently.

You walked over to the door interrupting his fantasy in his head. You got close to him, staring into his eyes. "I'm gonna get dressed now," you fluttered your lashes at him. His tongue glossed across his teeth imaging you stripping for him. He grinned at you watching as you closed the door.

Your face was red with thoughts running wild about him. You got dressed for the day, Baby Billy heavy on your mind. You headed downstairs as he and your parents were leaving. You told them goodbye and made sure to give Baby Billy a certain look so he knew you were thinking about him.

You spent the whole day finishing your chores around the farm as your parents showed your guest around the local town. Spending a time focusing on the lesson you were going to teach the young kids of your class. Settling on a lesson about having faith the size of a mustard seed. You looked out your window to see the sun settling over the horizon. A whole day wasted away. Saturdays were normally for chores so you did not worry too much.

Your skin becoming hot as you remembering the way Baby Billy looked at you in your doorway. Recalling the dream you had about him last night. How badly you wanted him all over you. How his hands would feel on your body. How his cock would feel-

You shook off your thoughts knowing it was not holy of you to think about him that way. He was a Man of God. Not some casual hookup for your to pursue. You embarrassed yourself.

The feelings brewing inside you for your house guest of the weekend had you confused and frustrated. You did not know how to properly handle what you were feeling. Deciding to go to one of the local bars and clear your mind.

You threw back your third shot in ten minutes. Loud music and smoke filled the tiny bar. People pressed together on the dance floor. You bobbed your head to the song you did not recognize. Warmth of liquor filling your body.

An older, tattooed man approached you at the bar. Eyes staring at your cleavage that slightly hung out of your top. Your eyes danced up to his bearded face. Closed mouth smile painted your face. "What're you doing sitting here all alone?" his dark eyes stared into yours. You shrugged your shoulders, giggling slightly. "Just enjoying the music," you turned to face him more forward. "Wanna dance?" he extended a hand to you. Guiding you to the dance floor, pulling your body flush against his. Your ass pressed firmly against his groin. You moved your bodies to the music, enjoying the physical contact. Music was loud enough you did not even have to think about your embarrassing feelings for your bunking buddy for the weekend.

The mans hands held your hips firmly against his body. Lustful eyes staring down your shirt from behind. Semi-hard cock pressed against your backside.

A grip on your wrist pulled you away from the enjoyment. Your eyes shot open as you pulled away from the strong hand on you. "What the fuck!?" You proclaimed before realizing who stood before you. Shock painted your expression. Baby Billy had grabbed you, his face scrunched up in aggression and jealousy. "Billy, I-" "Hey, old timer, what the fuck are you doing?" the man you had been dancing with interjected.

"Mind your fucking business, asshole. She's coming with me," Baby Billy grabbed your arm tugging you behind him. He pulled you completely out of the bar, leading you into the alleyway next to the building. Releasing his grasp on you, hands going to his hips as he turned his back to you. You leaned against the cool brick wall, arms folded over your chest. "What are you doing here?" you hissed at him. "That's exactly what I was about to ask you," Baby Billy lit a cigarette between his lips. You rolled your eyes, scoffing at him. "Don't get an attitude with me. That boy in there was trouble. Who knows what he would've done to you!" Baby Billy turned to face you.

You could not deny the swirling feeling inside your stomach as his hazel eyes locked with yours. Hooded eyes looked him up and down. Cheeks flushed with alcohol and a singe of arousal.

"How'd you know I was here?"

"I didn't. I came out to get myself a drink when I saw you grinding up on some random man," Baby Billy flicked his now finished cigarette to the ground. You smiled drunkenly at him.

"Look at you coming to my rescue," you ran your hands up his torso pulling a sigh from him. Hand instinctually wrapping around your waist. "You're drunk, sweetheart," he loved the feeling of your hands on his body.

"So?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck, drunkenly pressing all your weight into his. Baby Billy stabilized you both by pinning you against the wall, arms wrapping around your waist to make sure you don't fall. Hands gripped your skin strongly. You pressed your lips into his. Baby Billy deepened the kiss, tongues exploring each other's mouths momentarily.

Baby Billy pulled away suddenly, "You're drunk, you don't know what you're doing."

"I know exactly what I'm doing, Baby Billy," you twirled his white hair around your finger. Eyes widened as they stared at you. His desire almost taking over again. "Let's get you home," Baby Billy softly spoke to you. You whined as he pulled you behind him. Escorting you to the car, opening the passenger side door for you and helping you in. His cologne filled the car from the driver's side as he joined you. You could not take your eyes off him as he drove you home. His gaze finding its place on you more than once on the drive.

"It's a good thing your parents aren't home," Baby Billy helped you out of the seat. One hand on your hip as he guided you up the stairs to your bedroom. You stumbled into your bathroom, falling to your knees in front of the toilet. The alcohol sat heavy on your empty stomach, you could feel yourself about to vomit. Baby Billy joined you, kneeling beside you and holding your hair back for you. You emptied your stomach, drunk eyes looking up at him.

"Thank you, Baby Billy," you huffed, wiping your mouth with a nearby towel. One of his hands caressed your cheek, "Of course, sweetheart. Let's get you to bed." He helped you off the floor, walking you over to your bed. He sat on the edge of the bed with you.

"I had a dream about you last night," you slurred your words. Baby Billy smiled, "Is that so?" You nodded. Eyes growing heavy. "I like you a lot, Baby Billy. You really... get me... go... ing," you stumbled over your words as you began to doze off.

Baby Billy's cheeks became rosy with your words. A hand caressing your cheek as your eyes closed. He could not deny the feelings he was developing for you. Beginning as simply checking you out, but now he was jealous of any other man who wanted to even look at you.

Oh boy. He was in deep.

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[END//Part 2]

~ Thank you for reading! I really love writing for Baby Billy he is such a fun character. If you are interested in being tagged in future parts, let me know! If you have any questions or simply want to chat, my messages are always open too! ~

[tags]

@its-in-the-woods ~ @hiddlebatchedloki ~ @justme12200 ~ @vaultdwellingghoullover ~ @one-of-thewalkingdead ~ @toogaytofunctiondangit ~ @ryankaylamartin96 ~ @heif ~ @itsyellow ~ @cat-shepard ~ @dichromaniac ~ @ivyinthesun ~ @vivalanegan ~ @nerdragenewvegas ~ @tindropp ~ @megangovier ~ @stankface ~ @lolaalee ~

[bonny-kookoo]

Ooo now I'm even more curious,

Bonny has the ilysib talked to each about their trauma and wounds that happened with their own past relationships? And if they're still healing from that or if it's just smth that's left in the past

I know it was kind of mention before with ocs parents and her relationship with them but I wonder is she ever experience smth similar in any of her romantic relationships

I love this couple and I love seeing then grow together 🫶🏼

"Jungkookie- baby can you get the door please, I'm still naked!" You call out from the bathroom, and Jungkook calls back a simple affirmation that he's gonna do just that- by now definitely comfortable enough in both your home and with you to do these things.

"Huh? Who are you?" The woman in front of the door asks, face confused, before the man behind her looks over her shoulder.

"Do you live here?" He asks, and Jungkook tilts his head with a curious but suspicious frown on his face.

"I- somewhat. What do you need?" He asks politely, when the bathroom door opens.

"Who was it Koo-" you drift off, not finishing your sentence, and Jungkook can instantly feel the way you tense up in a defensive stance. "What do you want." You ask lowly like a predator warning it's enemy, and he can feel his skin become oddly cold.

He's never seen you like this.

"Checking up on you?" The man says, almost scoffs. "You never call. We didn't even know you have a boyfriend now." He accuses.

"Maybe I just don't want to annoy you with my stupidity." You bark back, gently placing your hand on Jungkook's side to push him slightly away from the door. "I'm alive, cool, now leave."

"We're your parents- we have a right to know what's going on in your life." Your mother says, eyes tearing up. Jungkook feels a bit bad for her. He doesn't know the situation after all.

"You had that right, you didn't want it." You shake your head. "Now go before I call the cops on you."

"You wouldn't do that. I raised you god damn-!" you father says, angrily, pointing a finger at you. You step back, bump into Jungkook's chest-

And then he feels it.

You're shaking, body trembling against his. And he's not sure what kind of instinctual behavior suddenly comes over him- but his hands find your shoulders, keep you close, before he reaches out for the door.

"I think it's best you leave. She clearly doesn't want you here." He politely tells them, and before they can say anything more, he shakes his head. "I will genuinely call the police to have you removed, please." He asks one last time, before he closes the door. The doorbell rings. Knocks are heard. You turn around and begin to cry in his chest.

He's not sure what must've happened between you and your parents to have such a strong reaction to it- bit it must've been bad, if you're this upset at just them visiting.

Now that he thinks about it, you never really tall about them at all.

"I'm sorry." You somewhat get out as you lean back from him on the couch, knocks still echoing. "They're not gonna leave." You sigh, wiping your face somewhat dry.

"Then we'll actually call the cops, no worries." He shrugs, when the knocking stops.

"You won't even call your own doctor's office to schedule an appointment." You huff, and he rolls his eyes before he laughs, pulling you back into his chest. "Got me all soft for you though, acting like a knight in shining armor and all.." you mumble, and he hums a reply simply, a hand on your shoulder carefully running up and down to soothe you. "I don't like them."

"I guessed as much." He chuckles, and you wiggle closer to him.

"My mom always said I don't put enough effort into myself. My appearance, my life, anything. And my dad always said I talk dumb and look like a whore." You quietly confess. Jungkook tilts his head in frustration.

"You think he's still out there?" He asks, and you lean back to look at him.

"Dunno?" You say. "Why?"

"No one calls my girlfriend stupid or a whore." He threatens, and you laugh. "I'm serious!" He defends, and you smile, leaning in to peck his lips.

"I know." You say, finally smiling again. "And that's soooo cute!" You tease, making him whine.

"I'm not cute, I'm your knight in shining armor!"

[honey-ros3ss]

I can't

Previous

It's been 3 days since you had seen Daryl since the argument. You were starting to believe he hadn’t really cared since he hasn't showed up. You hadn't told anyone about the situation because if you did you'd cry. Not knowing what to do you got comfortable on the sofa and started reading 'Desire Unchanted'.

After a couple minutes of reading there was a sudden knock on the door without giving it thought, you opened the door to be faced with Rosita and baby Socorro. You immediately light up at the sight of them. "Hello mamas, how are you?" You say in a sweet baby voice to Coco. "I wish you would greet me like that everyday" Rosita chuckled. You laughed and hugged Rosita letting them in.

" How have you been, I haven't seen you outside like you usually are?" You sighed "I've been through hell for the past couple of days" . "Why, what happened?" You raised your brows and blew air "oof well let's start with... I found out I'm pregnant 2 weeks ago..." "WHAT, oh my god, congratulations! Does Daryl know??" She said with a smile beaming on your face but seeing your not so happy expression it slowly faltered. "How do you feel about it are you happy?"

"I am but.., when I went to go see Daryl a couple of days ago", tears started swelling in your eyes as Rosita got up to sit next to you, Coco instantly reached out for you as you lifted her to your lap. " I had the box to give to him but before I could he told me had something to tell me" your voice hitched at the thought of it, "he basically told me he cheated on me, a whole argument broke out but it felt like I was talking to a wall, so really I was just arguing with myself, before I left I threw the box over to him and just left.

Your face was now stained with hot tears. Rositas face was in disbelief, " hijo de su puta madre (son of a bitch), how could he- why would he!?" "That's what I said but he told me nothing, I told him to come find me because I was done, it's been three days since, and I blame myself because I feel like I wasn't good enough" . "Hey! Don't say that he's the stupid one who wasn't good enough for YOU, he was to blind to see the best woman for him so don't blame yourself for his actions".

You looked up at her with a sly smile "Thank you Rosa" you say leaning your head on your shoulder, "anytime I'm always here when you need me" she assured resting her head atop of yours.

After sitting for a couple of minutes she got up picking up Coco from your lap "you know what instead of just sitting here let's do something, how about we cook?" You beamed with joy at the mention of food "ooo yes, we have to ask Carol for her book".

Walking out the house you bumped into something hard, looking up you saw it was none other than Daryl. Your body tensed as you made eye contact with him. "Can we talk?" You turn to face Rosita as she's making daggers at him, "Rosa how about you go get the stuff ready and I'll come and get you?" She nodded her head , walking forward slightly nudging Daryl in the shoulder as she left.

You nodded your head to let Daryl in. You stared at him waiting for him to speak. "Can we sit?" "Mhm" . As you both sat across from each other he handed you a bag, you looked into to it and seen it was baby items, a small smile appeared on your face "thank you".

"Y/N I jus' wanna start of with I'm sorry for what I did t' you, I'm sorry fo' what I put yea' through the last couple of days. Wha' I did has no ex'cuse, but that night was meaningless t'a me. It was a huge m'stake riskin' what we have. I can wait as long as yea' need me t'a. I want t'a make it right I want t'a make it work fo' our kid and us I kno' it's gonna take time but I can wait as long as yea' need me t'a hope yea' can f'give me. Because I still love you."

You sat there for a second tears threatening to spill but not falling. Taking in a shaky breath, exhaling with a big blow you spoke.

" I know you're sorry Daryl I know you are, but what you did, it did mean something because there has to be a reason to why you did it. That's something I still want you to explain to me. And you don't have to worry about having to make it work for our kid because we are going to no matter what. And yes it's going to take a while but Daryl I can't..."

"I can't forgive you just yet because, it still hurts, although I'm hurt, I'm not going to deny the fact that I still love you because we have together for years"

" I jus' needed somethin' at tha' moment an' she was there, I don' kno' any other way to say it was jus; in the momen' "

With a nod you took in a deep intake of breath and got up, Daryl doing the same, walking outside closing the door behind you. "I appreciate it a lot Daryl so thank you. "

" I couldn't jus' leave yea' withou' n' explanation."

Looking up at him you gently wrapped your arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist just holding each other for a moment. Whispering to you he said "im gonna' make it up to yea'. " " I know you will." Pulling away, you asked " so how do you feel about the whole situation?" You said moving your hands around your stomach.

"I'm alrigh' sorta excited to meet lil bean" "Little Bean?" "Mmm wha'ever" "No no I like little bean" you said giggling, " As much as I would like to talk about 'little bean' I have to go to Carol's."

"mhmm, yea' think I can come by later in the week" "Yes you can Daryl it's still your house." "mk I'll see ya' then" " alrighty bye" you said waving. Turning to walk the opposite direction he was your heart was still aching, but glad he finally spoke to you.

this took me way to fucking long bruh, Im not sure if I even like it 😭 but I hope yall enjoyed it sorry for like the 2 week delay LMAO

taglist : @walker-bait-1973 @littlelovingideas @blackvelveteen1339 @lunajay33 @pandarooooo-blog @sweetz1919 @targaryenmoony @daryldixmedown @cant-help-simping

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

cowboy!reader likes pop music I've decided. he also drives a truck that looks like it's a fossil yet runs perfectly fine. he knows about horses and will try to talk about old wild west movies whenever. definitely loved woody from toy story as a kid. 1000% baby talks dogs. goes to pride parades in full colorful cowboy outfit. can do bird calls back. stress eats sunflower seeds instead of smoking. the list of ideas goes on really

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More (Not) Allergies

Okay, so I've only focused on the pop music for this one. Also it directly follows from 'Alergies (Not Really)' (which wasn't titled earlier but it was the one with Mia in). But I do have them all noted down (I'm working on the sunflower seeds on at the moment).

EDIT: Sunflower seeds one is now done and available here

Warnings: minor sad reader

Word count: 621

PART ONE

Taglist: @xweirdo101x @xdark-acadamiax @ara-a-bird @heidss @chubbyboyinflannel @pendragon-writes @migwayne @bigolgay @technikerin23

"Hey, where's your cattleman?" Spencer asked as you sat down in your usual seat. 

"I er, I need to find a new one."

"Did you lose it? We've probably got time to find it before we take off-" Spencer said, already starting to stand up.

"Nah, I didn't lose it. I gave it to Mia," You said. "I'll go lookin' for a new one tomorrow,"

"Isn't that your favourite one?" JJ asked, turning to you.

"Yes ma'am," You answered, 

“Wait, is this the one you wouldn’t let any of us try on?” Derek asked, looking up from his ipod.

“That would be the one,” You said with a small nod.

“Oh man, you must be getting withdrawal,”

“A little,” You joked. "She's a special kid. Plus, I think she might’ve tried to steal it off me anyway. Y’know she called me old? Three times? Imma spring chicken,"

"I don't know about that," Emily teased, "You're nearly thirty,"

"'Scuse me ma'am, Imma spring chicken."

When the conversation dialled down, you sighed slightly, sliding your hands into your pocket out of boredom. You furrowed your eyebrows when your fingers brushed against a small chain. You gently removed it from your pocket.

"Where'd you get that chain?" You asked, seeing Mia fiddle with it, running her fingers along the links. 

She shrugged, "I found it on the floor a few years ago," 

"'s pretty," You commented, she looked at you in disbelief. "What?"

"I wore it once, it turned my skin green," 

"Maybe you're just a zombie." You said with a shrug

"Rich coming from you old man."

"Hey, you okay?" You look up at JJ in confusion and she motioned to your eyes, red and brimmed with tears.

"Oh, yeah," You clear your throat wiping your eyes slightly, "Allergies."

She has a knowing look on her face, but goes along with it. "Allergies are the worst,"

"Tell me about it." You muttered. 

"But," She whispered, despite the team chatting amongst themselves, "If you are… upset or concerned about anything, I'm always here if you want to talk about it." 

You pause for a moment, brushing your thumb against the chain as you frowned. "I-" You paused, "I dunno," You stuff the chain into your pocket as you looked at JJ, giving her a small smile. "'M fine," You gave her a nod, "Just missing ma cattleman, is all," 

"Uh-huh," JJ said with a raised eyebrow before she gave you a small smile, dropping the subject (not wanting to push you). "Alright, well, I believe we are all going for drinks, you should join us."

You look unsure for a moment before nodding, "A'right," You said, "Just don't tell my Mama I'm getting drunk,"

“Ooo cowboy’s finally gonna get drunk?” Derek asked with a grin, “How about you sing some good ol’ country music for us?”

“It’s gonna take a lotta shots to get to that point,” 

“Well, we have tomorrow off,” Rossi smirked. 

God damnit. 

“Y’all do know I don’t just listen to country, right?”

“Yeah, okay,” Emily grinned, “What else do you listen to?”

“I started listenin’ to er, what’s her name?... Arianna Grande, she’s a’right,” You said with a nod, furrowing your eyebrows as the team all let out a laugh (minus Spencer, who was just a bit confused). “What?”

“You listen to Arianna Grande?”

“She’s good!” You argue, “N’ she hits the whistle tones well. I listen to Dua Lipa ‘n’ Selena Gomez sometimes too,”

“Oh my god…”

“What?”

“You have the music taste of a teenage girl!” Derek snorted loudly.

“JJ, defend me here,” You said, turning to JJ.

“Sorry cowboy,” She teased, “They’re right…” You groaned, letting your head fall to the back of your seat. 

“God damnit.”

[donutz]

Poppy Playtime with a twist!!

SUMMARY||So younger you meets you in the present at poopy playhouse, but like it's super cool

EVERYONE THINKS THE STAFF DISSAPPEARED 10 YEARS AGO

WE'RE STILL HERE.

FIND THE FLOWER

ꕤ

“Find the flower?” Is it a pretty flowerrr? Not really..

Playtime Co? Oh. Playtime Co. Uhm. Well everybody who worked there isn't working there, not anymore. I'm not saying they disappeared. I read the letter!!

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.

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Hey they spelt disappeared wrong.

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I drive over to Playtime Co in my [any type of car] and end up seeing blocked off doors.

I mean this place is abandoned so what do you expect?

Another warning to not go in. But like, I'm wayyy too bored in life so I'm goin in.

Somebody's at the door?

I wonder who.

After 10 minutes, surprisingly not taking long, I managed to open the doors.

Getting a view of the colorful place that I once worked at, I also see a person.

“Hello! I was waiting for you! Somebody told me you got sent an envelope so I stood here, waiting.”

I stood there, looking at them with a bit of surprise. And being a little bit suspicious.

Are they not gonna talk?

They kind of look like me, as if they were my identical twin. Just born at different times.

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.

.

I somehow muster the courage to speak up after a moment of awkward silence.

“... Why do you look like me, but older..” I asked with sweat slowly collecting on my face.

I take note of what they said and say, “Hm, come here for a sec”.

I walk over to them and stand there looking at them, looking away from time to time.

“Hm.” I examine the person. “Oh! Because I am you but older”!

“WH— What.” I lowered my volume, just in case something would spawn out of nowhere.

“It looks like you went to the future.” I tell the past me.

“You're me? But older? Coooll.” I drag my words with imaginary stars in my eyes.

“Follow me m'kay?” I command. Sounds kinda fancy, command.

“Kay!”

I was so gullible.

We both go to a colorful room with a few trains that have different colors per train.

“You see those trains right?” I question my younger self.

“Yea”.

“Those colors on each train are for a color code.” I stated.

“Green, pink—”

“Yellow and red”.

“Good. Now we're gonna go to that color pad thing and put in the colors”.

“Can IIIII do that..?” I ask with a smile on my face.

“Sure.”

I put in the colors and the door unlocked. I softly grabbed the handle as I slowly opened the door, observing what's inside the room.

“There's nothing spooky in the room”.

.. Stupidly, I flinched from older me talking because of how focused I was.

“Did you just flinch”?

“No”.

“I don't know what you're talking about”.

“... Sure”.

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After finishing the grabpack tutorial, we go up to the big door and I[past me] scan[scans] with my[their] blue hand.

“This might take a bit so just wait”.

“Okay”.

The door is fully open.

I see, huggy? But he's.. Oh. “Hey young me”.

“Yeeeess?” I ask with curious eyes.

“I think, I went back to the past”.

“You did”?

“Yea”.

“I'm gonna nerd out for a sec”.

“It's okay, I do that too”.

“I think that once you started coming here, maybe the factory was— restarting to the past. Like a process of it. Maybe that's why they were moving around so much. While I was at the front desk it was still happening. But when you entered it finished. Oh and y'know what? Maybe me walking around here was also me going through that time traveling process.” I explained.

I was wide-eyed. Mouth open a little bit even.

Ooo. That's.. Okay..? I mean I hate what's gonna happen but. Whatevs. “Yo, tiny baby”.

“.. Me? Are you seriously talking to me”?

“Mhm. Follow me”.

“Is that Huggy Wuggy”.

“No, it's Gojo— who do you think that is”?

“I—!” I make a click sound with my tongue and look away.

“You suck.” I claim, furrowing my eyebrows.

“Thanks. Anyways, this is my baby, Huggy. Who is going to kill us in the future. Or try to”.

“Hey, I bet you twenty bucks that once we go into a room, after like 30 seconds he'll be gone. But you gotta look away. Anddd, I bet you another 5 bucks that he can hear us, or me, talking right now”!

“That's not fair. You're in the future so you know it's going to happen”.

“Mhm, bet or no bet”?

“No bet”.

“>:/”

I go to the door with a bunch of stuff inside and try to open it.

But I end up hearing a jingle of keys..?

“Thanks Huggy.” I smiled when saying that and walked towards the electronic room. At least that's what I call it.

Unlocking it I go in—

“Don't leave me pretty please”!!!

…I expected younger me to follow but I don't need to worry right now.

Once we were in the room, the door locked. I mean that's what I heard. I'm basically going through my life, again. This is something that would be studied. Old people would kill for something like this.

“Did the door lock”?

“I don't know, try opening it”.

I wandered over to the poles and solved a puzzle while younger me was freaking out over the locked door.

“Uhmmmmm, I think Huggy's gone”!!!

“Wait weally????” I mocked, a small smile creeping up on my face.

“SHUT UP I'M SERIOUS!!!” I yelled, DO THEY.. I. Uhm. DOES OLDER ME NOT UNDERSTAND???

“I've been through this already, you baby”.

“...”

I finished the puzzle and then walked towards the kid.

“Move out the way please!!” I said, making my eyes big and sad looking, like a cartoon character.

“>:[”

The door opened, and we both walked out.

“Alright, time to move to the next area”.

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[johnslittlespoon]

Pls more on Gsd bucky 🙏

oOO BABY. german shepherd/dog coded bucky is everything to me, i can't be normal about it, idk what's happened to me.

i am currently almost 2k words deep into a proper oneshot for this so i don't wanna get tooo in detail because i'm sure i'll cover it there but! here are some cute lil things!

the obvious: he's german shepherd coded because he's quick to bristle and become protective over the people he loves. he's literally like the guard dog at gale's side, all bark and bite, ever watchful. he'll happily curl up at the foot of gale's bed and keep watch all night, if that's what is needed of him.

shakes his head like a wet dog when he comes out of the showers, or on a day off at some nice lake, he purposefully walks over to where gale's laying to shake out his wet curls above him, canines glinting in the sun at the way gale swats at him, calls him a "damn dog!"

always bitey. bites gale's shoulders and arms as a sign of affection, even when they're around others because everyone just accepts that's john, no nefarious intent behind it, some of the others have probably fallen victim to his nips as well. likes to take gale's hand and bring it up to his mouth to gnaw at the joint of his wrist when he's antsy, or when they're bantering and he can't think of a retort.

translates to love bites on every inch of skin he can reach behind closed doors, leaving gale marked up anywhere that's deemed safe from prying eyes, dragging sharp teeth and nipping and tonguing and sucking until gale gets impatient with him, but they both love seeing the marks it leaves behind.

the biting also feeds his oral fixation, loves to gnaw on gale's fingers when he slides two between his lips before he flattens his tongue along them in apology, letting his eyelids go heavy, hollowing his cheeks out and playing nice. just has to get the energy out first, the excited nips and tugs, and then he goes obedient and gentle (or gale finds other ways to 'muzzle' him.)

probably gets very mopey and sulky and clingy when he's sick or hurt, like a dog that wants pity and attention, glued to gale's side (even more than he already normally is.) there's definitely been at least one occasion where he's crawled into gale's bed late at night, whining about his stomach hurting, rolling onto his back in a silent ask for a tummy rub or soft kisses trailed from sternum to belly button.

i will never get tired of talking ab this i swearrrr, i've just never seen a character so dog–coded and i'm gonna have such a hard time not letting this oneshot run into the five–digit–wordcount territory lol <3

[deathsxdoll]

Final Agatha all along spoilers y'all!!

First of all, Alice???

Ome she's awake, and Rio??

Damn she's hot, lady death take me anytime.

Rio gigging and laughing.

No, Alice, don't cry girl....

Jen.....I'm so sorry....she's gone.....

Already got tears in my eyes girl. Does that mean cry count to 3?

Agathario moment.

The bodies are really piling up.

"You're a big girl" sjajsjks??

Agatha....don't cry....baby girl...

"Agatha's ex is death" yeah she is teen

"I can arrange that" oo girl

"and when I die, I don't wanna see your face" .....damn....

Oh fuck we stabbing things now, almost breaking the fourth wall.

Jen and teen friendship?

"Ouch"

"pls your last name is a vegetable" bahahah

Agatha falling over their shoes.

Girly get your magic back.

Oh fuck she's pissed. Get mad at me too.

Oh shit, the body bags, the last trial! Oooo!

"don't steal her struggle"

"my basement"

The way she's just sitting in the bag and not really getting up at first. And ooh she found her emotional support locket.

"I'll be damned if I let you two idiots die" get em Jen!

Agatha bound Jen???

"Jen, that is my hair"

"ooo atta girl, say it like you mean it"

Jen has her magic!!!!!!! Ooooh pink yessss girly let it all out.

Jen....no!!! Jen.....Jen......

Crying again.

If Agatha does I will sob

"no billy, sometimes....boys die..."

The locket again....

The plants growing.....

Rio!!!

"congratulations my love!"

"you're coming with me!"

God, Rios evil laugh is everything!

"and you loved me! You are a coward!"

"why don't you want me?!" Pls I'm gonna cry

Oh shit she got launched!

Billy!! He made it!!

"you look good, you don't!"

She got her purple back!!

She stopped the magic!

Rios powerful as all hell though

Agatha/teen friendship...

"it should be me..."

Noooo plsss Agatha plsss no

"you're the only one who thinks so"

Crying again, so being even.

"what can I say, I'm a covenless witch"

"is this how Nicky died....." Oh my lord...

Well....we got the kiss.....

Agatha..........noooo.......my love....

Sobbing sobbing

Rio with the skull is hot tho

But I'm sobbing sobbing sobbing sobbing...

I'm mentally not going to be okay for the next few business days...

Episode 9 now

Agatha Rio flashback

"Pls my love, please let him live"

"I can offer only time"

Nicky, omg their son, "you I made from scratch"

Agatha as a mom....omg I'm still sobbing....

Nikolas scratch.... Omg I'm gonna sob...

And then she stole their powers I assume.

"mama, why do you kill witches?" He's so innocent.

"use your purple"

Down down down the road.

Rios back for nicky.....noooo....she's taking him away....

Sobbing, once again....

I'm not having fun right now...

Agathas original coven...

She of course steals their power, just like what she tried to do in the beginning.

And she keeps doing it, bringing more and more bodies.

The outfits ate though...

I miss them all already...

Agatha ghost!!! Omggggg Agatha! I don't have to sob!

"the road wasn't real until you made it real"

"yes the gardening lady" plsss she still doesn't use her name.

Also I see the trans lives matter flag

And Jen! Jen!! Jen!!! She lives!!!

The way Agatha's following him haha

"I'm banishing you" no billy don't you dare do that.

Awwwww......she got her locket back....

"when you say things like that, you remind me of him"

The names in the floor.... One door closes and another one opens...

Let's go find tommy!! The adventures of Billy and ghost Agatha!

Thank y'all so much for sticking with me in these last few moments, and if you stuck this far down to read, I appreciate you more than you know. I will continue to update with fanfics, memes and whatever. But thank you for following my journey with me. While I document the show. I appreciate everybody I have made friends with in this community and I hope to make a lot more. Love y'all! 💜💚✨🫶

[imaginespazzi]

Yeah no that definitely makes sense and agreed - I think at that stage in her life and career, she'd only have a child out of circumstance rather than on purpose.

P would be trying real hard not to let her favouritism show while she's coaching, but everyone knows anyway that she's extra soft for Stephie. Imagine a game where Stephie gets a little hurt and P's ready to fight another 6-yr old kid lmao.

I keep imagining how soft and cute P would be with a mini Azzi 🥹

Ooo yep, I definitely vibe with staying as close to irl UConn lore as possible, plus I'm never gonna say no to another cruise scene haha.

Oh imagine when P comes around to Storrs during Azzi's final year to visit the menaces or even just when she's facetiming any of them and that inevitable awkwardness of broaching the Azzi topic, or Azzi accidentally walking in while the others are on the phone with her.

I realise I've just kinda assumed that they break up after P's final year 😅 Would that mean that the public never knew about their relationship? At least, not officially?

If that's the case, do the media or public ever question their "friendship" and why they don't seem to be close anymore?? Like when P gets traded, and there's talk about the two "former best friends" being reunited?

Also, do they still kinda fall into each other at times after breaking up? Maybe especially that first year or so after the break up, like during Azzi's final college year and then slowly fade into no communication? Or do they immediately cut off all connection and only interact at public events and games? Or just barely interact at all?

Oh and I know I've been advocating for Tim to still always be checking in on P, even if it's just at games but I am super curious in general about the dynamics between Azzi and P's family and P and Azzi's family after they break up. Especially Azzi and Drew, cause you know I'm a sucker for a Drew cameo and Azzi + Drew interactions!

A Steph appearance! Just don't make Stephie into a Warriors fan 😫😂

Ooo a possible divorce situation with P??? Ugh I'm so curious about other relationships they had after breaking up! Although idk about P getting married to someone else (only cause I'm selfish and just can't see her marrying anyone other than Azzi lol) - what if she got engaged and came close but in the end, she just couldn't go through with it?? Or we can go with divorce, that's cool too, it has been 9 years after all haha.

I mean… I may or may not have a playlist where I drag songs into if they give me the exes to lovers fic vibe 😏. I need a title for it though!

Ngl, I actually was thinking "oh I wonder what Taylor song Nivi's gonna go with for this one?" 😆 Last Kiss seems like a pretty perfect choice. But now that just makes me think that we're about to go through even more pain than we did with the UCLA fic before we get a happy ending. We are gonna get a happy ending, right?

Speaking of Taylor songs - why do I feel like loml could potentially be one of the songs used for a chapter - "what we thought was for all time was momentary" or "you shit-talked me under the table, talking rings and talking cradles. I wish I could un-recall how we almost had it all."

Oh btw Nivi, you totally don't have to address all or any of my questions!! I literally just chuck in whatever comes to mind but please feel free to tell me to just wait for the fic to find out the answers 😅

And pleaseee, your "NO NO NO NOPE NO" in response to that ask about you having kids had me dead 😭

ALSO, Tatum and Ella Mai expecting a baby?! Talk about private but not a secret, they did a fine ass job keeping the pregnancy quiet as long as they did though!

-🙋‍♀️

EVERYONE HAS ME SO CONFLICTED I have no idea what to do lmao maybe I'll just leave it open-ended and we don't have to go into how this child came to be lol

LMAO all the other parents whining about playing time and their child not getting a starting role meanwhile Azzi's out here giving Paige a talking to about how they're literally 5 year old's, this is not that serious and Stephie doesn't needa start every single game

I actually haven't decided the exact time for when they break up but it's definitely before Azzi gets to the W I think but I haven't really thought about the media reaction yet, other than that it's obviously a big deal when they end up on the same team again in the sense that it's a huge deal that two mvp's are teaming up

So....mayhaps a little spoiler but there might potentially be just a little bit of Drew and Azzi angst at some point because let's just remember she was in his life from very young and then she wasn't.

Well if I go with the Valkyries, it only make sense babes. Trust it's gonna be as hard to write for me as it is for you to read but Stephie is very likely gonna be a Warriors fans (that hurt to write oh lord)

LMAO give me a title?

Happy ending? Hmmmm what's that?

YES LOML WOULD HIT SO GOOD. Maybe I'll use that in chapter but I gotta add it to my playlist asap for sure.

I literally got that ask and was like, y'all I am literally in college, no I do not have a child thanks!

I SAW THAT. I'M SO EXICTED FOR THEM!! They really did such a good job and aww Deuce is gonna get a little sibling.

[slamminslamminmcgill]

listen to me LISTEN TO ME lalo.. with a breeding kink... i may be a basic ass bitch but (runs away)

OOO ok i got thoughtz :3 (if i kept this in my drafts for a month no i didnt)

warning: breeding rp, mild dubcon and misgendering (now hear me out 🥵)

anatomical terms: pussy/cunt

growing up gay in a cartel family, lalo was expected to find a wife and have children, something he had absolutely no desire to do. he could not fathom spending the rest of his life with a woman. and he loved his little cousins, sure, but he never wanted to be tied down with children of his own. he doesn't really like kids that much anyway.

THAT BEING SAID

he's VERY into breeding roleplay. it's cathartic for him to fuck with the idea of traditional gender roles especially bc he knows his family would be appalled. the shame makes it hotter >:3

and also the primal nature of it too bc mans enjoys ROUGH sex. grunting and growling as he pounds into you from behind. hot and sweaty and just desperate to fill you up and mark you as his.

also if his partner is transmasc he gets NASTY with it bc it feels more realistic when you're actually fucking a pussy yfm? it's method acting 😌

CALLING YOU MAMI TOO TO TEASE YOU FUCKING HELP ME (this is my one exception to my no misgendering rule i just think it's hot)

He's enjoying himself as he pumps in and out of you. "Oh, you feel so good, chiquito... I can't wait to knock you up."

You gasp when he says that, partly from shock and partly from pleasure. "Wh-... What?!"

He just repeats himself matter-of-factly. "You heard me. I'm gonna knock you up. And you're gonna carry my child because I told you to. And you do what I say, ¿verdad? (right?)"

You whine and shake your head, grabbing the sheets while he treats your body like a fleshlight. "N-No... No, I don't... Mmm, I don't want a baby, Lalooo..." You say, truthfully, but despite your protests, your cunt squeezes his cock even tighter.

He shushes you and kisses your cheek, "No, no, c'mon, yes you do. Don't lie. You want this. You want me to breed you. Feel how wet you are for me?" When you clench around him, he just laughs. "Aw, look at that! See? Even your body knows what it wants! It wants to get filled up. It wants what it was meant for."

It's so wrong. It's degrading. Your body being used for the most feminine, no, most objectifying thing possible. You know he's just bluffing. He's bluffing, right? He has to be. He doesn't even like kids. But oh god, he makes it sound like the hottest fucking thing in the world. It's another way for him to use your body for his own desires and fantasies. No matter what he threatens you with, you're always left a pathetic, cockhungry mess, going along with whatever he says.

"Don't you worry about a thing, mami. Just lie back and take it. That's it. You're gonna look so cute with a little Salamanca growing inside you, huh? And everyone's gonna know it's mine. They're gonna look at you and know that you're my cute little cumdump. You like that, mami? Heh. Of course you do. Now beg for me to cum inside you, whore."