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watchmegetobsessed · 4 years ago

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Good morning - Harry Styles

a/n: oh wow look at me, double posting, can’t stop won’t stop. anyway, here is this lil birthday smut i wrote today, totally not while working, that would be unacceptable *cough cough*.... whatevs, enjoy and let me know what you though!

warning: it’s a smut, straight up, morning blowie for the bday boy

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The warm morning Sun peeks through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the half open curtains giving the rays a free pass into the hazy bedroom that’s filled with warmth, sleep and little snores coming from one particular birthday boy who is turning twenty-seven today.

Harry lies on his back, one hand on his bare chest, the other one sprawled out to the side, his lower arm hidden under the pillow your head is resting on. Your legs are tangled with his long ones, one hand on his stomach, the other one tugged under your head.

You wake slowly, with each drawn breath, gradually sensing your surroundings. The rays of sunshine on your back where the sheets are not covering you, Harry’s soft puffs and snores you’ve grown to adore so much, it’s now hard to sleep without them. The touch of his soft skin under your balm and his hairy legs tangled with yours, locking them together, anchoring you to him even in his sleep.

Blinking a few times you get used to the brightness as your eyes fall on the man beside you, sleeping so peacefully. You give yourself a few minutes to adore the line of his forehead, the bridge of his nose, the curves of his lips and his chiseled jawline that’s just screaming to be touched.

You sigh, feeling so lucky and gifted to have him as the first thing to see in the mornings, his presence makes sure your day starts perfectly.

Harry hums in his sleep, his arm that’s under your pillow curls until he is scooping you closer to his side and you gladly move to lie against him, running your hand up on his chest you trace the cross pendant that lies between his chest muscles.

“Mmm,” he hums again at your touch and for a moment you think he is awake, but when you look up at his pretty face, his eyes are still wired shut, lips slightly parted. You smile at how easily he reacts to your touch even when he is asleep.

With your wandering eyes, you take in every tiny detail of his perfect body, every piece of art that’s tattooed into his skin forever, every curve, muscle and blemish, you just can’t get enough of him. And today, you are ready to cherish him more than usual. Today is his day, it’s all about your love for him and to show how happy you are that he chose to spend another year of his life with you. You still remember his last birthday at the beginning of your relationship. You were still testing the waters with each other, not entirely cozied up to each other just yet, you just knew you wanted to be together.

Now a year later, you can’t be more sure about wanting to spend the rest of your life with him, share everything with him and love him every day that you have on this planet.

Your hand slowly makes its way down his chest, gently caressing his tummy, grazing your nails softly on the lines of his fern tattoos until your fingertips reach the elastic band of his boxers. Glancing up you see that he is still sleeping and a devilish smile tugs on your lips, knowing how you want to wake your man up on his birthday.

As your palm slides further down his body, you cup his cock through the fabric of his boxers, rubbing him gently and sensually to wake his nerves up down there. His reaction is almost instant. When you slip your hand under the band he is already half hard, ready for whatever you have in your mind. You give him a few gentle strokes just to make sure his body knows your intentions before you pull your hand back. You push yourself up from your lying position and throw a leg over his waist, getting on top of him and leaning forward you put your hands to his stomach for support, your lips meeting his perfectly cut jawline as you start peppering his warm skin with chaste kisses everywhere you go. You watch his face and see that his eyelids start to move, finally opening when you’re kissing along his collarbone, down his chest.

“Mornin’,” you smile at him as his hands instantly come up to your waist. To add to the experience, you gently rock your hips, rubbing yourself against him, feeling his growing bulge push against your core.

“Oh my, good mornin’ to you as well, my love,” he smirks, closing back his eyes, lying underneath you, letting you do anything you want with him.

Your lips travel down his chest, across his tummy and you kiss every leaf of his fern tattoos before you move to the very bottom of his stomach.

“Have you slept well, birthday boy?” you ask with a coy smile when his eyes open again, fixed on you as you hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers.

“Yeah. But waking up has been especially good,” he chuckles, his morning voice doing things to you without him even touching you.

“Thought you’d like your first birthday surprise as early as possible,” you grin and tug down his boxers. He buckles his hips up a bit so you can easily get rid of the clothing item, throwing it to the side.

“So thoughtful of yo—Ah!” he moans when you place a soft kiss to his pink head, hands sliding down his erected length before you grip the base and bring it up from his stomach. He is so hard and ready just for you, it waters your mouth.

“You think you’ll like my gift?” you tease him, gently pumping him, taking your time with every movement you make.

“I’m sure I’ll love it,” he breathes out, his eyelids are still heave from his sleep, but he can’t take his eyes off of you as you settle between his legs.

“I hope so,” you smirk before licking up his whole length, a whimper erupting from his pink lips. Keeping one hand on his base you bring your other one to play with his balls, knowing well it always drives him crazy. Your lips are not even on him, yet he is already moaning your name. He brings his hands to you, collecting your hair in his palm so he can see your face perfectly.

You wet your lips, give his head another sloppy kiss before you wrap your lips around him and start pushing your head down on his cock, his dick filling up your mouth just right as he cries your name out at the sensation.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he breathes out, one hand holding your hair, the other one gripping the sheets beside him.

You start bobbing your head, going up and down his erection, taking him in as much as you can every time you go down, covering the rest with your hand, gently pumping his base. He is so big, your eyes start to water when his head pushes against the back of your throat and you thank all higher forces you’re not one to gag easily.

“Y/N, fuck! You’re killing me,” he growls, unable to hold still, his hips start to meet with your head movements, pushing himself even deeper into your warm mouth. You come up for air, moving your hand up and down his length as you make eye-contact with him. His green eyes are filled with bliss and adoration, he always looks at you like you’re the most beautiful creature he has ever seen. You take a few breaths before going down again, determined to take his whole length into your mouth at least once. So you shut your eyes and try to focus as you push your head down, his cock sliding into your mouth again, but this time you go deep. He fills your mouth completely, the head already down your throat as your nose meets his pubic bone and you keep him there for a second before coming up.

“Oh fuck! You take me so well, baby. You’re fucking amazing,” he whimpers, unable to contain himself. His chest is heaving, his whole body buzzes with his excitement so you decide to go deep again.

You take another deep breath and push your head down, nose pressing against his pelvis once, twice and even a third time before you detach yourself from him.

“Holy shit I’m gonna have a fucking heart attack,” he breathes out and you can’t push your smile down as you go back to bobbing your head like in the beginning, picking your pace up a little as you know he is close to his orgasm.

“Yes, fuck! Just like that, baby. You are doing so good,” he encourages, moaning your name as you keep sucking him off, one hand pumping on his base, the other one massaging his balls to throw him over the edge completely. “I’m gonna c-cum, fuck! You feel amazing!”

You make sure to suck on him harder when your lips slide up on his length, giving him some extra sensation before his cock twitches in your hold and he cums into your mouth, his pleasure spurting into the back of your throat.

“Baby, oh my God! I love you so fucking much,” he whimpers, his words coming out all rushed and melted together.

You let go of him with a popping sound, swallowing without a second thought as you give him a few more pumps, making sure he has ridden his orgasm out fully.

“Holy fuck!” he pants, rubbing his face with his hands, clearly awake now. You lick him off, making sure he is as clean as he can be before you climb up him, cuddling to his side with a proud smirk on your face.

“So, did you like your surprise?” you ask, though you already know the answer.

“You kidding me? I fucking loved it. You and your wonderful mouth, I can’t believe you,” he chuckles softly, pressing his lips against you, kissing you as a thank you.

“Happy birthday, H,” you smile against his lips, pecking them a few more times before pulling back.

“Twenty-seven feels fucking fantastic so far,” he sighs, holding you tight to his side as you giggle into his shoulder.

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soupbabe · 4 years ago

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Stardust Crusaders w a Chubby s/o!

Gender neutral reader babey!! Also added Iggy (platonic) to replace Old Joseph because the most I got was sugar daddy Joseph. He has that Speedwagon Foundation money, that's it.

Also this really do be showing who my favorites are out of them skdndkkd

~ Jotaro Kujo ~

He doesn't care what you look like, but that doesn't stop him from checking you out occasionally. You look different compared to a lot of students he's seen at his school and he highkey low-key likes what he's seeing

Looks just aren't that important to Jotaro in my opinion, he knows what it feels like to be given unwanted attention or people only wanting him just for his looks and nothing else. Why would he act the same way to you?

That being said, if you are in a relationship with him he's surprisingly sweet.

When y'all are alone he likes to give you little complements while you're cuddled up beside him or on top of him, playing with his hair.

Not the biggest on pda because he knows that the rest of the group *cough cough* Joseph and Polnareff *cough cough* would tease him to hell and back, but sometimes Star Platinum would be sneaky and give you surprise hugs from the back while he rubs his cheek against your chubby ones

It never fails to make you let out a little chuckle and you kiss him on the cheek to show appreciation to both Joot and Star <3

I fully believe that his favorite part of your body are your big arms. Like they're so soft omg and when the group can rest for a bit he likes to rest his head on them and silently enjoy how soft they are

You like to tease him about how soft he can be and you'll get one out of three reactions: Him pulling his hat down to hide a flustered Jotaro, a playful (but still scaring looking) glare, or a flick to the forehead

~ Noriaki Kakyoin ~

I feel like he wouldn't be too shy about his attraction to you, complimenting you at random times but it wouldn't be overbearing. It's mostly just to see how cute your face looks when your face heats up and you try to quicky push away the flustered feelings

How couldn't he not find you attractive? I like to think that he's a huge art nerd and your figure reminds him of those people in paintings who radiated beauty and gracefulness

Uh yea doesn't matter if you literally go feral in fighting, that's all that comes to his mind when he sees you sjsnsjsk

Somewhat shy when it comes to pda, but he is touched starved so he'll always link his slim fingers with your soft and chubby ones while you guys travel

Loves to lay his head on your fluffy stomach, twirl his lil hair noodle and he'll fall asleep within 5 minutes

This is a very good thing to exploit when he's up late playing on his Game Boy that sneaked in while preparing for the trip to Egypt

Just fuckin uh y a n k him into cuddle time and he'd probably won't complain too much. You're warm and it's very nice.

His favorite body part is your thick thighs, he likes to lay between them while he plays his game. You're his favorite gaming chair technically.

Eh don't worry though he gives lil celebratory kisses to them everytime he wins a game

~ Jean-Pierre Polnareff ~

Absolutely adores plus sized bodies! There's more to love and hold onto, you know?

Your biggest supporter, supplier of confidence, and the booster of your ego

"Oh Mon cheri/Ma Cherie! You look so amazing in those new clothes! Your curves look wonderful as always!~"

He's beefy as all hell and he will lift you up. Literally doesn't matter how heavy you think you are you are getting treated like royalty

Squeezes your soft frame like a teddy bear sometimes.

Enjoys pda, but like it's mostly having his arm around your squishy waist and if you aren't comfortable with it he'll respect it 1000%!

Will absolutely show you off to anyone and everyone! He almost got decked by Star once for annoying Jotaro because he kept going on and on about you and you just laughed at it

Enjoys having you lay on top of him, ngl it's like his own weighted blanket and you get to be able to bury your face in his big bara tiddies

He likes to touch you a lot and enjoys holding you close at night. I just think it's because he wants to double check to see if you're actually real. He's lost a lot of loved ones and has been learning to cherish them more before they're gone and having you here with him and staying for as long as you have makes him fear that he'll lose you for a tiny bit so he takes any opportunity to get to be with you.

I think he'd just admire your stretch marks! It makes you unique and he loves the way you laugh when he places lil smooches all over them

~ Muhammad Avdol~

Absolute sweetheart the love I have for this man is immeasurable ajdjsksjsn he's so gentle with you it doesn't matter how you look he would love you regardless your size

He seems like a man who is proud of his knowledge and appreciation of other cultures, his favorite thing is to feed you his favorite foods, watching your eyes light up while he tells you interesting facts about how they make it and where it comes from

Really not one to go wild on pda, hand holding or draping an arm around you around you to keep you close is what he's comfortable with

He seems like he'd know how to bake omg he'd absolutely lose it if you baked with him because he can just sneak up behind you, wrap his arms around your tummy, while just acting like the close proximity between your faces isn't making your face show visible signs of your mind going 'y/n.exe has stopped working'

His robe is absolutely huge on you and it's your favorite blanket when the group has to sleep in the desert.

I can imagine it smelling so nice like what comes to mind is white sage?? Anyways, his coat is definitely a comfort item you wear on those days where you do feel a bit insecure. It's big, soft, and smells like the man that brings you the most comfort.

His chickens adore you so much!! Literally they would have to or else Muhammad would not be in a relationship with you lmao, he believes they have good judgement and they're like his kids.

They love to be by your side and they love to be in your lap, you're just so soft it's like heaven to them

Yea his favorite body part is your plush tummy! He just finds it cute and it's his favorite thing to either rest his head on or grab onto while cuddling! If you wear a crop top (or shirtless if you're a masc person and crop tops aren't your thing :) ) and his face just burns up omg you're so handsome/beautiful how did he ever get so lucky

~Iggy (Platonic. Of course.)~

(IM SO SORRY BUT I'M LAUGHING AT THIS PICTURE SO MUCHS SKSHSKNSKSKS)

You're his owner, the only one who can pet and dote on him like the little feral baby he is <3

He lets you take a piece of his coffee gum and occasionally steals treats for the both of you to share sometimes

Although the majority of it goes to Iggy because it's all covered in dog drool

When it's car ride time he loves to lay in your lap or sometimes he forces has you carry him around because he enjoys being able to relax in your big arms

If people start staring at you inappropriately, including any of the Crusaders, expect them to get barked and growled at

If anyone decides to make rude comments surrounding your weight, enemy or not, they're getting their hair ripped out and their left shoe shit in <3

You make sure to buy him extra gum and call him a good boy

He's like your furry little bodyguard, if anyone does or talks some shit, they're going to get hit

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sukumen · 4 years ago

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Your sukuna fics are literally everything to live for you write him so well😭 youre amazing, do you think you could write hcs of sukuna doing aftercare for his s/o i wanna know what you think it would be like bc i absolutely adore your writing😁👍

notes: honestly i have no words, this is such a kind message?!?!?!?! thank you so so much for this, i love you and i hope you love this too! it’s always fun to write a lil character study :)

warnings: implied / faint nsfw because aftercare - nothing super explicit, though; baby birding (with water)

truthfully, he doesn’t do it at first. rough sex is his standard, so he doesn’t see the need for aftercare, not on his own.

you take it in stride the first few times; too intoxicated by the way he fucks you to care about what comes after. but, eventually, you have to admit that anything long-term --- even if it’s just casual --- needs that dynamic and end things when it’s clear he doesn’t understand that, or care to.

you stay apart for some time, interaction limited to a spike of his cursed energy or the appearance (and lewd grin) of a mouth or two when you cross yuuji’s path.

anything to get you to break so he doesn’t have to.

but he finds quickly that you’re a lot more stubborn than he gave you credit for ---- and that he finds the challenge of it intoxicating.

anyone that’s easy to tame is easy to forget.

so, like his binding vow with yuuji, sukuna gives a little to get what he wants. he can’t find anyone that he wants nearly as much as you, after all, so aftercare feels minimal in the grand scheme of things.

so, what’s it like once he starts doing it?

everything is from your explicit direction. he doesn’t take orders well, sure, but he doesn’t know enough about aftercare to be creative; so you have to guide him quite a bit in the beginning and tell him exactly what you want.

after that, it’s like a routine; he doesn’t do a lot, but is incredibly diligent at everything he does.

some of your favorite parts of that routine ----

baths: sukuna has a tendency to bend your body in ways you never knew it could, leaving you satisfied but incredibly sore in the aftermath. soaking in a warm bath is a nice way to recover and having him be the one to draw it is just icing on the cake. the view, first of all, is to die for; that spread of corded muscle from his shoulders to his ass as he pads off to get the water running. If you have your wits about you, you might whistle for a show that he refuses to give you, but teases all the same with a wink over his shoulder. the first few times he did it, he left you to make your way to the bath yourself; but when he realizes that you’re far more inclined to invite him to join you if he carries you, he starts to do that without question, even if you insist you’re okay to walk.

cuddling: this one, sukuna enjoys as much as you do. how can he not? it keeps your body against him for a bit longer, so he’d be a fool to complain. And if he’s lucky, and works you out enough, it’s all you have the energy for after sex: to be held and to hold him. you prefer when he makes you little spoon; the way he dwarfs you with his legs slipped between yours and his face tucked against your shoulder is exactly what you need. his warmth is comforting, grounding, even when his cock is growing again against your back and depending on how worn out you are, the safe feeling that comes usually turns into another, more tender round where he ruts into you from behind.

hydration: this one is just a necessity. sex with sukuna is taxing and you’ve tried to go about your day afterwards without rest and ended up woozy (he likes to say he knocked you out -- as if). so, regardless of how out of it you are, this part of the routine is non-negotiable. typically, he’ll just bring you water or a snack and watch to be sure you keep it all down. but, if he really unravels you (see: subspace) and knows you can’t be trusted to do it yourself, he’ll sit you in his lap, bare back to chest, and feed you himself. he has one hand over your tummy, stroking the skin idly, while the other holds a bottle or food to your mouth. most times, you’re obedient, preening at the praise from him that usually follows (“look at you, listening so well”); but sometimes you’re too restless in whatever headspace he’s fucked you into, which usually results in him taking the water into his mouth and duping you into drinking with a kiss. it’s sloppy and obscene frankly --- but it gets the job done, and he gets to enjoy himself in the process.

#sukuna x reader #ryoumen sukuna x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #sukuna headcanons.#sukuna headcanons #don't mind me i'm just going to think about the last part of the blurb for 3 hours

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leejeongz · 4 years ago

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nsfw a-z SEUNGHUN (CIX)

requested: yes, by anon

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

his only priority is you. he gets that things can get a little… spicy, when he’s left to do whatever he wants to you, so taking care of you afterwards is the most important thing for him. you are getting endless amounts of kisses and cuddles and he’s gonna ask if you need anything… like… a lot.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he LOVES your hands. they’re so pretty to him. so pretty when they’re close to his face, or wrapped around his dick, or gripping onto the sheets. he l o v e s them. his way to make sex more romantic is to hold hands where possible, yet another reason why he loves your hands.

for him, it’s his neck. his neck is super sensitive and, alongside his abs, is his favourite place for you to kiss and tease him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

if he can’t cum inside you (which he always wants to do) he’ll make you either swallow it or will finish on your tummy. if any gets on the floor, he’s getting you to lick that up, you better not waste his cum, you’re his (pretty) cum slut after all.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

you once agreed to filming you pair while you did the deed. he kept it for himself to watch and gets off to it most of the time, it never gets old.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i don’t want to put a number on it but he’s definitely not a virgin, far from it. he knows what he’s doing and there’s not much he hasn’t done before. he knows what he likes and he certainly knows where the clit is.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

this man loves morning sex, so spooning is perfect for him. it’s slow, sensual and romantic and you can put in as little effort as you want. he can also grab your neck or your tits or even :D both :D from behind, without him being in an uncomfortable position.

he’s also a fan of standing doggy, even though he’s really tall, he can still find the perfect height and angle to pleasure you at while wrapping his hand around you to rub your clit :).

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he can be a little goofy in the moment but that’s just him being him. it makes the whole situation feel a lot more personal and romantic. he likes to giggle about little things but is also very mature and serious at the appropriate times.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

completely shaved. he thinks it’s more convenient for you when you're sucking his dick (don’t forget the balls) and thinks it looks hotter from his perspective. it’s also a better way to see how much of his dick you really took. he shaves most of the time but honestly, i kinda see him also wanting to wax it to keep the hair away for a longer period of time.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

most of the time, he keeps the sex as romantic as possible and does all the cliche things like holding hands, exchanging kisses and sweet nothings even when it’s getting a little rough, he even lights a candle and puts on music sometimes.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he likes to take his sweet time and edge himself A LOT. he imagines a lot of stuff but most of the time relies on pictures, videos and free stuff online. honestly, i can see him being someone who films himself, he finds it enhances the experience a lot more (and fuels his exhibitionist fantasies ofc).

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

exhibitionism- obviously not in the illegal way. he just likes the possibility of getting caught. he likes sneaking around with you but also giving other people a show. this mostly happens on vacation (if you agree) by pressing you against windows in hotel rooms late at night and fucking you from behind or making you suck his dick in front of the window.

quirofilia (i googled the name lmao)/ hands- he knows he has nice hands and that you like them, especially wrapped around your neck, but he also secretly has a thing for your hands too. handjobs are so underrated but not by this man, he cannot get enough. he likes watching you paint your nails, he likes when you let him pick the colour even more because he imagines what would look the best when they're dragging along his skin.

CHOKING (borderline breath play)- idk if this is a kink but b o y he loves to choke you. there’s nothing he likes more than fucking you in missionary but spicing it up with his hand tightly wrapped around your neck. but he’s not your average choker, he likes to see you struggle (if you both trust each other that is and with a safety gesture). of course he knows that breath play is dangerous, so he wouldn’t take it to the extreme, but hearing the change in your breathing is so HOT to him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

he would do it anywhere lmao he’s not shy of people seeing.

but he really likes the sofa in the living room, it’s comfortable and still in your own home because he knows not everyone is up for fucking in places you might get caught, but still isn’t as “basic” as a bed. there’s also not that much space to “get lost in”since he’s not much of a manhandler, it encourages either of you to sit on the edge most of the time, providing easily access 😜

but as i mentioned above, he loves showing off to anyone who wants to watch. friends houses and hotels are his favourite places to do this.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

i don’t think he’d be turned on by random things, but there are definitely certain things about you that turn him on. like when you put your pen in your mouth while you're thinking or when you lick your fingers after eating food. anything that resembles a blowjob, he’s there begging for some head. or if he looks at your hands while they're holding onto something that looks even a little bit like his dick, he is so ready for a quick handjob.

if you accidentally touch his dick or “accidentally” back up a lil too far when spooning, you’re getting fucked there and then, i hope you’re proud of yourself :p. (but not without him teasing you a little bit beforehand for doing so.)

let’s be real tho, this guy looks at his naked self in the mirror and gets turned on by that… imagine being THAT attractive only seunghun smh

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

there’s not much he wouldn’t do, anything that made you happy made him happy. that being said, i don’t think he’d ever be comfortable with slapping anything that isn’t ur ass. especially not your face, even if it does turn you on or whatever

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

HE LOVES TO RECEIVE. he would do a n y t h i n g to feel your lips wrapped around him whenever, wherever. he just loves getting head. he likes it sloppy and kinda slow, with lots of spit and eye contact. but he expects you to clean the floor afterwards, you made the mess since “you were the one who made him cum” so you clean it, with your tongue 👅gOd he gets so cocky when he hears you complaining that you can’t take it all or when you have a sore throat after sucking his dick, so you do it all the more for some amazing sex hehe. the man loves fucking your face, pulling back and grabbing your chin whenever he’s even just slightly bored,kissing you, then pushing his cock back into your mouth.

he’s not gonna eat you out if you ask him to, he’s going to do it when he wants to do it, when he can SENSE that you want it. he’s pretty good with his lips and likes to give you gentle kisses down there since he knows you’ve probably never experienced that before (given than most men have no fucking clue lol).

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

usually slow, sensual with a healthy sprinkle of fast and rough. the slow pace is also considered a tease, he knows you want it harder, but you’re not getting it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

sometimes they are just what he needs. if he’s horny and there’s not much time to spend dragging out everything, you can bet ur fine ass he’s taking you to the nearest private space and having his way with you. sometimes even just spotting a location to do it in is enough to let his imagination run wild and soon enough, you’re there, getting railed

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he was born to take risks. whatever you want to do, he wants to do too, no matter how risky it is. he’s not shy to bring up anything that he wants to try either and is very open about what he likes. gets most of his ideas from things he’s done before, but he knows they’ll be better this time because they’re with you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

2-3 rounds. there’s nothing stopping him on occasion, he actually shocks you how many rounds he can go for without a break.

all last around 20 minutes and he never skips foreplay hehe.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

if you wanna use them, he’s not fussed. but his ideal sex does not involve any toys. he believes he can do everything you need to be satisfied so why would you need toys? but if you want to introduce them to activities every once in a while, he’ll go along with it, just for you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again… THE BIGGEST TEASE IN KPOP.

he sends you numerous texts describing what he wants to do to you when he knows you're busy, sometimes, if you’re lucky, he might even treat you to a whisper in your ear when you’re in public, something along the lines of “i can’t wait until we get home” followed by a sweet kiss against your cheek. and he loves winking at you. just an innocent wink to everyone else means so much more to you and he knows it gets you wet almost instantly.

your neck is his fav place to tease you, whispering against it and pressing light kisses against it until that alone makes your eyes roll and you moan quietly. that being said, he likes when you tease him too, only he knows he can get away with punishing you for it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

BIG ON DIRTY TALK. “that’s it baby, just a little bit more” “i know you wanna cum, but you’re not going to until i say, right?” “don’t stop, honey, don’t stop” he will say anything at any time, no filter, just whatever feels right.

he’s a little bit of a moaner, quite loud too, but you’re gonna have to do something extra special to get one of those.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

things got real boring real quick when you realised seunghun was engrossed in the tv while you were sucking his dick so you decided now was your chance to show him who was really in charge here.

your figure was now blocking the screen in front of him as you straddled him, there were no distractions for him.

“i was-“ you cut him off mid sentence with a finger pushed against his lips. you took it off and used that hand to guide his dick towards the pool of moisture that had been in between your legs for a while. he smirked slyly and let you continue, enjoying seeing this side of you for once.

although you’d done it many times, you still weren’t used to his size and the way it felt and your face was not hiding any of that. he chuckled slightly, leaning up as he did so with a hand resting on the small of your back so you didn’t fall.

“go on baby, you can do it, take it all” he spoke, the smirk becoming more clear on his face. he added a wink, knowing it would fuck with you too.

“fuck you, seunghun” you let out, lowering yourself another inch onto his length, almost all the way there now. he leaned back agasint the headboard once again, knowing he still had control, but it was fun to see you thinking that you did. his hands now rested on your thighs which were tense and hard, there was no way you were lasting in this position, he thought to himself.

you had finally gotten to riding his dick properly, an activity you did almost every day these days. seunghun had already managed to have you put on a blindfold, called you cute numerous times and was surely on his way to changing position, claiming that you should “let the expert take over”.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

l a r g e. both length and girth… above average. girl you’re so lucky to be getting that dick 😭 but good luck walking for a few hours (days) after because he knows how to use it too.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

probably the highest out of anyone on the entire planet lol.

he would have sex 24/7 if he could.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he simply does not sleep. most of the time, he’s eager to stay up with you, cuddling or just getting on with you day. don’t get me wrong sometimes, he needs to sleep after, and then it’s only after you do, but it’s rare.

#smut #cix smut #seunghun #seunghun smut #cix imagines

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vampcubus · 5 years ago

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Hi bb! Would you be okay doing hc for tamaki, izuku, kirishima and kaminari x reader where shes kind of insecure bc shes kinda curvy and has a little bit of a tummy and he sees her poking at herself in the mirror? (can be nsfw too if you like!) thank you!

A/N: Hi there, bb! And I can definitely do that for you! I will say that I struggled with Tamaki and Kaminaris a little since I’ve never written for them before and that these… uh, aren’t HCs?? I must’ve misread, so I ended up writing little ficlets for each character instead! I hope you don’t mind 😅

Also, kinda got off-track with Denki’s… I hope you still like it though!

★| Warnings: Implied nsfw! A little angsty. |★

★ | Words: About 800+ each | ★

. . .

Midoriya Izuku

You stood in front of your mirror, staring intensely at your body in your underwear. A shirt hangs loosely in your hand at your side. You’d originally been changing when you made the mistake of catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, making you stop and stare. Most of the time you didn’t have time to worry about your looks anymore now that you were a senior and already doing your fair share of hero work with your near-constant internships with your mentor.

But now…

A frown tugged at your lips as your eyes scoured over your curves, your hand releasing the shirt and letting it flutter to the ground. You stepped forward, hands instinctively moving to your plushy stomach, squeezing and poking at the chubby flesh unhappily. You’d always been insecure about your looks, but with how busy you’ve been lately and your incredibly sweet boyfriend telling you constantly how beautiful you were, you’ve been able to forget about it for a while.

But now you weren’t working, and Izuku wasn’t here right now.

So naturally, your self-conscious butt immediately snatched the opportunity to grab at your insecurities and strike. Had you gained weight without realizing it? You turned to the side in the mirror, grimacing at the way your tummy stuck out a bit more than you’d remembered it. And you gasped when you saw stretchmarks forming around your belly and hips, some around your thighs too. When did you get those?

“Honey?”

You jumped when Izuku’s voice suddenly sounded behind you and you turned to see him standing in the doorway to your bedroom. He looked a bit confused, and his face naturally turned pink at the sight of you only in your underwear, but curious as to you you’d been poking at yourself. You rushed to cover yourself, snatching the shirt from the floor and yanking it on, pulling to hem down to your thighs, stretching it as far it as it would go without tearing.

“O-Oh! Izuku, sorry I was just…! Um… changing!” You stuttered, avoiding his concerned gaze as you covered yourself up, looking embarrassed. You didn’t want him to see you right now, not with how… chubby you’ve gotten. The thought made your eyes water.

“It didn’t look like it. Are you okay?” Izuku asked worriedly, setting down his things and walking over to your anxiously swaying form. He didn’t even have the chance to be shy, too concerned for you to care that you were half-naked.

“Y-yes! I’m fine—just lemme get some clothes on! …I’m sure you don’t wanna see me like this.” You’d muttered that last part mostly to yourself but he certainly heard it.

To that, his face contorted with confusion.

“What do you mean? See you like what? You don’t look any different to me.” He said, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling the side of your face as he hugged you tightly—his usual greeting. But you found yourself ducking out of his arms, afraid that if you didn’t put clothes on soon he’d notice, and not like what he saw.

“I-I, nothing it’s nothing! I n-need to put clothes on first.” You stammered, skirting around him to dig around in your drawers for something—anything to cover up with.

That certainly let him know that something was wrong. Izuku was quick to jump to conclusions. What were you hiding? Had someone hurt you and you were trying to hide it? Did something happen while he was gone?

Izuku came up behind you, wrapping his arms around you from behind, halting your rummaging. You met his eyes in the mirror and you avert your gaze, embarrassed.

“What’s wrong, princess? You can tell me I promise.” Izuku assured you, kissing the back of your shoulder like he always did. You clammed up, pulling the shirt down over your thighs even more, unknowingly making the neckline drop until your cleavage was quite clearly poking out from it. Despite his concern, he couldn’t help but blush at the sight. It also made him more aware of your softness pressed against his chest, your gentle curves under his arms.

“I’m… just…” You started, tears rising again. But this time you’re unable to stop them from trickling down your cheeks. His heart hurts when he sees that you’re crying. He hates seeing you cry. “I’ve just gained a bit of weight, th-that’s all and I was j-just… I didn’t want you to… see.”

Izuku’s eyes widened in surprise, lips parted at your shaky confession. You were insecure about your body? Why? You were beautiful, couldn’t you tell? So what if you gained weight? He probably wouldn’t have even noticed. The fact that you’d been unhappily poking at yourself before he came in, and then didn’t want him to see you just because you thought he’d care made him feel incredibly sad. He sucked in a deep breath.

“Y/N, sweetie, you don’t have to do that. I couldn’t care less if you’ve gained weight! You’re absolutely gorgeous and you’ll always be. Don’t think for a minute that you aren’t beautiful to me, because you’re gleaming on the inside and outside, I love you the way you are.” Izuku hugged you tighter against his chest, kissing your cheek as you sniffled, glossy eyes meeting his in the mirror again. “C-can I see, please? You don’t h-have to if I’m making you uncomfortable, but I’d like to see you. To prove it to you that I love you.”

You sigh, releasing your death grip on the shirt, allowing the stretchy fabric to fling back up to where it was supposed to lay.

“O-okay, if you’re sure, b-but please don’t look too long. I’m embarrassed!” You blurted out, covering your face.

His hands tug at the hem of the shirt, pulling it up and over your head. Now that Izuku looked, you did look a bit thicker than the last time he saw you, but not in a bad way at all. The green-haired boy couldn’t help but blush, his mouth watering at the sight of your voluptuous curves and how plushy and soft you looked. Just like a lil bunny rabbit! God, you were so sexy. He was so lucky to have you. His hands wrapped around you again, yet you remain stiff. Izuku kissed your shoulder and then the back of your neck, moving his head to the other side of you as his hands drifted over your soft skin.

“I don’t see what you were worried about, princess, you look amazing, as always.” He nuzzled your neck, hands slipping over your belly to rub soothing circles into with his thumbs. “In fact, I kinda like you this way, you’re s-so soft!”

You couldn’t help but giggle as he peppered kisses all over the side of your face and shoulder, his fingers playfully tickling you. Your cheeks burned as you took in his praise and encouragement, drowning in the affection he was swamping you with all of a sudden. Izuku muttered an ‘i love you’ into each kiss against your skin.

��You… really think so?” You asked, timidly and his eyes meet yours in the mirror again. An emerald green forest staring back at you with an expression so loving it makes you want to faint. Your boyfriend was the sweetest. No one could convince you otherwise.

“You want me to prove it? Because I’m not afraid to show you.” Izuku purrs in your ear, hands on your hips as his lips meet your neck with a more sensual, and less innocent press of flesh. His freckled cheeks are a dark red, and his gleaming eyes stare into yours with an all too familiar longing. You’ve never felt so wanted before.

“Show me then.” You whisper seductively back, feeling his hips brush against your backside as the words tumble from your smiling lips.

And oh, did he show you.

. . .

Amajiki Tamaki

You glared teary-eyed at yourself in the mirror, your expression a mixture of anger, frustration, and shame. It wasn’t too often you found yourself in your underwear, scowling at your reflection like it repulsed you. You always so busy, and so you never really had the time to be insecure. But yet here you were. It was far from the first time you’ve recognized the fact that you were a little bigger than the other girls, and yet you constantly found yourself surprised by your appearance. Your expression morphed from angry to just… sad, tears forming in the corners of your eyes as your hands came up to squish and poke at your tummy.

Had it always been this… chubby? Or did you gain weight without realizing it? Why did you feel so heavy all of a sudden? Were you not exercising enough? Eating too much?

It didn’t matter the reason you gained weight. Only that you hated it. You hated the way you looked right now and it bothered you, more than it should. You were a fucking hero! Why did you look like this? Your lips quivered, and you slapped a hand over your stomach, hearing the smack echo throughout the room. You grimaced turning in the mirror and trying to suck in your gut. You poked some more at your sides, getting more upset with yourself by the minute.

“B-bunny? A-are you okay in there? You’ve been in there for a while and I um… I’m getting worried.” Came Tamaki’s soft voice from outside the bathroom door, causing you to sigh.

“No, not really, Tamaki…” You admitted, not turning away from the mirror.

“Oh no, can I come in?” Tamaki asked worriedly, hating the thought of you not being alright. Were you hurt? Or did he do something wrong? Why wouldn’t you come out? He even brought you some mochi to share as a surprise treat.

“Yeah…” You sighed, if there was anyone you trusted to see you like this, it was him.

The door opened and an indigo head of hair poked in, his nervous face burning a bright shade of scarlet when he realized that you weren’t dressed. He short-circuited, instantly ducking back behind the door with a stammer, unable to contain his blush and the familiar tingles of arousal from seeing you with so much skin exposed. God, he was such a pervert!

“O-oh, gosh, b-bunny! Y-y-you’re not clothed I—I-I’m sorry! I s-s-should have asked first!” Tamaki blurted with a hand clasped over his mouth.

Perhaps you should’ve called Nejire-chan instead?

You sighed, your heart sinking further as your boyfriend cowered behind the bathroom door. Even he noticed how chubby you’ve gotten, he probably didn’t even want to see you. He was probably grossed out. You couldn’t help the tears streaming down your face now, ashamed and angry.

“Of course, sorry, not even you would want to see me like this!” You sobbed, face buried in your hands as you leaned over the sink.

Tamaki froze from behind the door, his brain drawing a complete blank.

Huh?

What did you just say?

Surely you didn’t just…

You were crying!!!

Tamaki threw all caution and his embarrassment into the wind like the paper-airplane notes you used to pass to each other in class when you first started dating. He swung open the door and scrambled over to you, arms surrounding you immediately, face buried in your shoulder.

“N-n-no, that’s n-not it at all! You l-look beautiful! I was just em-em… embarrassed.” Tamaki stuttered into your shoulder, as you gaped at him in the mirror. “Y-you’re so pretty, bunny, I j-just couldn’t handle it…”

Beautiful?

Pretty?

But…

“Tama-chan, don’t you see? I’m chubby!” You groaned, hands pulling at your plushy stomach as if to emphasize your point.

Behind you, Tamaki lifted his face from your shoulder, confused. He only blushed when he gazed at your beautiful form in the mirror, red cheeks threatening to catch fire if they got any hotter. Or worse, he might faint, and embarrass himself! You didn’t think you were pretty because you were a little chubbier than others? That couldn’t be farther from the truth!

“S-so?” He muttered, meeting your eyes in the mirror. Yours widened at the question, searching his pretty onyx eyes for something. You weren’t sure what you were looking for, but you didn’t mind it, and that was a good thing.

And that’s when you realized that he was right; so what? He still thought you were beautiful. And you are once again reminded of why you loved the anxious and incredibly shy boy.

“You’re… right. So what?” You turned to peck his lips, a light pink dusting his cheeks when you do. “Thank you.”

“B-b-but I didn’t do anything!” He stuttered, hands flying to his bright red face to cover his scalding cheeks. They’re so warm it feels like they’ll melt the skin off his palms.

If only he knew just how much he did.

. . .

Kirishima Eijirou

You examined yet another bikini in the mirror of the fitting room, turning and twirling around as if a different angle would change your perspective. You sighed, looking over at the pile of other choices you’d already gone through in the past twenty minutes. You knew the swimsuits weren’t the issue… The problem was you.

You frowned at your reflection, heart sinking deep into your chest. It’s been a while since you’ve gone swimming, so naturally, it’s been a good long while since you’ve had to feel this way. Insecure…

It wasn’t as if you haven’t been self-conscious about your weight before, you’ve had your moments. But in those moments you’ve always had Kiri around to make you forget, drowning you in so much affection you just didn’t think anymore didn’t worry anymore. He forbid it, always making you smile, reminding you that you’d always be protected and loved. In fact, the cherry-redhead sat just outside of the women’s fitting rooms, patiently waiting for you to pick something to wear to a friend’s pool party.

You hear a few soft knocks on the door and Kirishima’s worried voice filtering through it.

“Hey, babe? You doin’ alright? You’ve been in there a while, I’m sure you look great in all of ‘em, but we gotta leave soon!” He calls. It’s a nicer way of saying ‘hurry your ass up before we’re late.’

In all honesty, you might just want to be late, maybe you could come up with an excuse not to swim and just keep a cover dress over your bathing suit? Yeah! That would work, you just have to figure out which one you’re gonna buy, get dressed and find a cover before you left!

“Babe? Can I come in? C’mon, they can’t be that bad!” Eijirou coaxes from the other side of the door with that charming sweet-talking voice of his, but it’s so painfully hard to swallow because he doesn’t realize that you’re the problem.

“I did suggest you just show up butt naked, it’s cheaper and super manly!” He laughs between his sharp teeth, trying to coax a giggle out of you but all he received was silence.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, that was a stupid thing to say. Please let me in? Did you need help or something? Let your big strong hero help you.”

You sighed taking a nervous glance towards the locked door. Kiri always knew just what to say to get you to bend to his every will, so even despite your self-consciousness, you turned to the door with a defeated sigh.

“Fine, but… promise me you won’t laugh, okay?” You relented, hand on the doorknob as he attempted to open it. You stopped. “Okay?” You emphasized.

“I promise, babe.”

You opened the door and tugged him inside, slamming the door back shut behind you. Eijirou stumbled into the small space, having the presence of mind to blush when he caught sight of you wearing a red cherry-print bikini, back turned to him and hands poking unhappily at yourself. His eyebrows furrowed. What were you doing?

“Uh, Y/N?” He started warily, and you meet his concerned eyes in the fitting room’s full-length mirror. “What are you doing?”

You don’t answer, looking lost in thought as you ignored his question and asked one of your own. The randomness of the inquiry and the raw emotion in your voice as you asked it made him freeze up.

“Eiji, I want your honest opinion, am I… am I fat?” You asked, teeth digging mercilessly into your bottom lip to contain the whimpers behind your shaking tongue.

Kirishima stumbled back like he’d been slapped.

“What? You? Fat? No! Of course, not!” He was quick to wrap his arms around you from behind, pulling you into his chest as he did so. You gave him a doubtful look from over your shoulder, still appreciating the contact, but not entirely comforted. “What brought this on?”

You sighed deeply, hands rubbing your temples.

“Did somebody say something? Because if they did I’ll—”

“No, Eijirou I just… I’m just feeling a little insecure I guess. I haven’t had the chance to since I’ve been so busy, and… not in a bathing suit… but now that I am…” You trailed off, eyes dropping to your feet.

“Hey, look, you’re gorgeous in anything you wear, and I’m not going to complain if my girl has a bit more for me to hold alright? Far from it actually.” He chuckled, though his eyes held a softness in them that made you melt into a puddle of sighs. “You don’t even need to try anything else one, I like this one.”

“You’re just saying that because you want to leave.” You smirked, rolling your eyes.

“Yeah, but really, I like this one. It’s cute. On you anyways.” Kirishima kissed your reddened cheeks and you hid your face, thoroughly embarrassed. And just as soon as you thought you couldn’t blush any harder, you felt his hands drifting over your thighs, something hard against your back, and a sharp-toothed grin pressed against your neck.

“I think I’d like it off of you better though.” The red-heat breathes into your ear, and you feel yourself melting into his arms and gentle touches, letting him make you forget again.

You were about an hour late to that party.

. . .

Kaminari Denki

You were very aware that your boyfriend had a very perverted mind, and even knowing this you still somehow found yourself caught off-guard embarrassingly often. Right now was one of those times.

“Denki Kaminari, when I get my hands on you I swear to fucking god!” You were currently chasing a short-circuited Kaminari around the pool, arms thrown over your chest as he swam around with your bikini top in hand.

How he had gotten to be this fried was a long, complicated story for another time, but to summarize, that little smug-faced off-brand Pikachu was getting murdered today.

Your face was beet red as you finally gave up the chase, rushing over to the corner of the pool and sinking under the water to your chin, and facing the wall to shield your mortified expression and nude upper body. You had never felt this humiliated! Not only had your boyfriend taken advantage of your unfortunately loose bikini top, flying off after hopping into the water, but there was most of your class in the very same pool to bare witness to it all!

It was bad enough that it took a half-an-hour for your friends to convince you to take off the sundress you wore over your bathing suit and get in the water. And it was nice! For the first ten seconds that you were blissfully unaware that your top had slipped off, and was halfway across the pool by the time you noticed.

You would’ve snatched your top from the water, hopped out and never looked at a pool or any of your classmates again. Well, you would have if s o m e b o d y hadn’t reached the striped floating garment before you.

You sunk even deeper into the water until only your watery eyes peered above the surface, staring intensely at the wall. You realized why Tamaki-san liked them so much.

You jumped when someone sat down at the edge of the pool above you. It was Midoriya, holding out his shirt to you with his eyes respectfully covered.

“H-here, L/N you can wear it to cover up until those two stop being such jerks.” The green-haired boy looked over to Kaminari and Mineta who were giggling at the other end of the pool. You looked up to him like he was some sort of angel sent from heaven.

“Th-thank you! You’re a life-saver, Midoriya!” You took the shirt gratefully, yanking it over your head and covering up your nakedness. You scrambled out of the pool and made a mad dash to where your stuff sat. You threw your sundress over Midoriya’s shirt and your bikini bottoms, grabbing your purse and shoes and rushing over to the exit, trying to keep in the tears. “I-I can give you your shirt tomorrow!”

You heard a few voices call your name but you ignored them, retreating from the scene as quickly as possible. You had tears streaming down your face as you speed-walked to your dorm.

Your breath hitched when you heard someone call your name, and then turned to see Midoriya jogging to catch up with you. You groaned inwardly, slowing to a stop to let the boy approach you. He did help you out back there, the least you could do was wait for him.

“U-um, I’m sorry, I can go change real quick and hand over your shirt—” You started, hand rubbing the back of your neck.

“I don’t care about the shirt!” He interrupted and you stared wide-eyed at the freckled boy in front of you. “I came to see if you were okay, L/N.”

You sighed, wiping the tears from your face and shaking your head.

“No, not really… that was so embarrassing!” You wanted to crawl into a ball right there and just meld into the cement. If only you had a quirk like that! You’ve never been the jealous type, but you were feeling pretty envious of Mirio at the moment. He could hide whenever he wanted to!

You feel your green-haired classmate wrap you up in a towel, and then a tight hug as you tried to calm down. It was a bit awkward, considering you weren’t necessarily close, but you appreciated the comfort he provided in your time of need.

“Thank you, Midoriya.” You sighed, pulling away from the hug and adjusting your bag over your shoulder.

“N-no, problem. I’ll go back and set things straight with Mineta and Kaminari, that was pretty messed up of them.” He offered, eyes friendly and slightly vengeful.

As much as you’d like to permit Midoriya to avenge you, you didn’t want to make an even bigger deal out of this. It’s not like it would make you feel better.

“No, that’s okay, I just… I’m just gonna go back and relax for a while.” You managed a half-smile which he returned with a nod, telling you to text him or Uraraka if you needed anything before heading back to the pool area.

As soon as you stepped foot into your dorm, you launched yourself onto your bed and under the covers, not caring that you were soaking wet. All you cared about right now was hiding.

A little while later, you heard a few knocks at your door.

“Who is it?” You called from under the covers, now dressed in your PJs.

“I-It’s me, baby.” You heard the nervous voice of Kaminari filter through the door, slightly muffled.

“Go away!” You cried, burying your face deeper into your pillows.

The blonde-haired boy flinched, feeling the guilt weigh down heavier against his chest. He felt incredibly bad for what he did earlier, you didn’t deserve to be put on the spot and humiliated like that just because his brain got fried and he got hyped up. He knew you were insecure about your body, and he knew even as screwy as his brain was at the time, he knew how shy you were when getting into the water. And he acted anyway.

Damn it, Denki. We get it, your girlfriend is super fucking hot and you wanted to show her off but seriously, that was a dick move and you know it.

“Look, Y/N, I’m really sorry! I was being a total dick out there, and… and I feel awful.”

Fuck his sorry! You weren’t going to let him off the hook for embarrassing you in front of the entire class!

“Sorry doesn’t make me feel any better!” You shouted back, glaring angrily in the darkness under your safe and cozy covers.

“I know it doesn’t… can I come in? Please? I want to make it up to you!” Kaminari pleaded and you only scoffed.

“Unless you have a huge bag of M&Ms and the second season of (Favorite Show), I don’t want to fucking hear it!”

It was silent for a while.

“Give me five minutes!” He called through the door before you heard him dash off down the hall.

What?

He wasn’t actually going to…

You poked your head out from under the covers, sitting upright. You stared blankly at the door for a few minutes, dumbfounded. And as promised, about four or five minutes later you heard someone clamber through the halls and pound on your door.

“Open up, I’ve got your M&M’s, babe!”

Needless to say, that’s how you made up.

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infernwetrust · 4 years ago

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The Devil In Me [Michael Langdon x Fem Reader] Part 1

Plot: What if we took the Antichrist, Michael Langdon and turned him into founder and leader of one of the largest cartel’s in California? And what’s even better, is that you’re by his side through it all.

Summary: Michael has some business handled at his California home.

Warnings: violence, swearing, fluff, a lil smut, MURDER, some graphic descriptions

WC: 3.1k

A/N: I thought long and hard about starting this, but I’m gonna go ahead and give it a shot. Outpost Michael fits this perfectly of course, but he’ll cut his hair every now and then lol. This will have it’s own bracket on my master list. Thank you for reading! -Juno

The air was cool. The evening was just right. Your husband Michael had decided to throw a small party that consisted of only close friends, family members, and some staff from your residency and Michael's line of work. Party music played moderately in the background as the backyard of the Santa Monica Villa you and Michael purchased this same year was filled with laughter, dancing, and casual conversation. Servers carried around platters of the most delectable finger foods. Drinks were also being served. Cars were lined up in the driveway, late arrivals having to park on the side of the road. Luckily, Michael always sent one of his guards on a golf cart to pick up his guests that had to park far away.

Michael laid in his hammock, across his rather large pool so that he was away from everyone else. Michael dressed comfortably. He wore a beautiful salmon pink floral shirt and white slacks, with a white belt. No need for shoes. Around Michael's neck was a platinum rope chain that glistened when the light shined on it just right. Around his wrist was a platinum iced out Rolex watch, his name engraved on the inside, one of his favorite gifts from you. The only ring he decided that he wanted to wear today was his wedding band, which shocked you. Michael always wore all of his rings.

Curled up against Michael's chest yours and his beautiful 1 year old boy, Malcolm. He was blessed with a full head of hair, just as blonde as his father's. He took after your eye color, but his resemblance to his father was unmatched. No worries because in his twin brother's arm was your handsome 3 year old son, Michael,who captured most of your features. All really, but your eye color. Michael won that fight again. Junior, is what everyone calls him. On the opposite side of Michael, still in his hammock was you, dressed in that sundress Michael loved to show you off in. Your wedding ring glistened on your finger, no matter what time of day it was or where you were. Michael made sure of that. Around your neck, your favorite Pearl necklace.

You lay head your head on Michael's chest, rubbing your hand gently against the back of your one year old. Michael raises his arm slowly as to not alert the sleeping child and takes a sip of his whiskey. He's glaring at someone, hard. And you know why and who, but you rather choose to not address it. All you were waiting for were the words.

"You know, brother." Jim said to Michael, using his free hand that wasn't holding Junior, to also take a sip of his drink. "I don't see how you do it."

"And what is it that I do, Jim?" Michael questioned, turning his head slightly to meet his brothers gaze. Junior nestled his head back into Jim's chest, mouth full of goldfish out of the bowl he was holding. Jim sat in a chair, adjacent to Michael's hammock.

"How you stay so calm and collected about things."

"Dirty work is not something I'm a fan of."

"But I am."

"I know, so that's why I gave this task to you."

"You know I'll do anything for my family."

"I just don't see why we can't just kick them out." you mumbled, watching as Malcolm grabbed your finger in his sleep as you tried to put your hand back down from his back.

"Because in this life, lessons have to be taught." Michael answered you, putting his glass down to wrap his arm fully around you. Michael made eye contact with his other twin, Duncan, who sat amongst a group of women, one of them in his lap, stroking his hair. He nodded, giving Michael the cue. "Will you go ahead and take the kids inside?" You sighed, sitting up, looking Michael in his soft blue eyes.

"Baby, you don't have to-,"

"One day you'll understand, Y/N." Michael said, cutting you off, grabbing one of your hands and giving it a few small kisses. Getting up, you gently picked up Malcolm, holding him close to you.

"Come on, Junior."

"Nooooooo." Junior whined, not wanting to leave his Uncle's side. "Don't wanna."

"Hey." Jim said, playfully grabbing Junior's tummy, causing him to giggle. "What was that phrase I taught you?"

"The first time." Junior responded happily.

"The first time what?"

"Listen!" he clapped, letting go of his bowl which Jim quickly caught before it fell to the floor.

"Smart boy. Now go with inside with your mommy. We'll play later, yeah?" Junior quickly nodded, scurrying off of Jim's lap and to your side, grabbing your hand. He turned around momentarily to look back at Jim, who shot him a quick wink before you took both boys inside. You also managed to scurry up the other children as well, promising treats and a good show on TV. You had them at treats.

"He loves you so damn much." Michael said, sitting up, hanging his feet of his hammock to come face to face with his brother. "Sometimes I swear he thinks you're his father."

"I mean. I could be. We're twins."

"Watch it, playboy."

Jim chuckled, reaching for his drink to take another sip. He dressed in a dark blue polo shirt, black slacks, and a pair of dark blue dress shoes. A black Louis Vuitton belt, midnight silver buckle, lined his waist. He sighed, reaching for his pistol that was tucked neatly behind him is waistband. He quickly removed the clip, checking it, and popping it back in before setting it down on the table next to Michael.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" Jim questioned. "He's been with us for a few years, Mike."

"All the more reason to get rid of him. I've taken care of you for years and you betray me like that?" Michael answered. "He knows too much and has seen too much."

"That's true." Jim mumbled, rubbing his hand underneath his chin. "What are they doing with his body?"

"Burning it." Michael said quickly, squinting his eyes at Jim. "Like we do 90% of the time. Do you not want to, Jim?" Michael's question caused Jim to laugh as he got up, returning his shirt back into his slacks. He grabbed his pack of cigarettes off the table, taking one out, placing it between his lips and giving it a light, tossing the box back on the table. He inhaled sharply, before exhaling lengthy.

"You and I both know, Michael." Jim began as he took another hit of his cigarette. "That I shy away from nothing. Especially not an, how do I put this, opportunity." Jim tucked his gun back into his waistband.

"And speaking of opportunity." Jim continued, looking out into the body of people before hitting his cigarette one last time and then handing it to Michael. "Here's mine."

Jim made his way, at a decent pace, back to the other side of the pool, where all the party goers stood. He took his time, waving and smiling at familiar faces. Spotting his target, he moved with just a little bit more urgency. It's such a shame that Bryce had to go. Michael watched Jim as he moved, continuing to sip his drink. Part of him wanted to look away because this hurt him as much as it was going to kill Bryce. Bryce was one of his favorites.

He remembered when he stumbled across Bryce who limped out of an alleyway, screaming for help as Michael closed up his bar. When Michael laid eyes on him, his clothes were completely ruined by blood. He held onto his stomach, collapsing onto the sidewalk, coughing up more blood as he spoke. Michael made his way over to the boy, kneeling down by his side, removing his hand from his wound, watching as the he poured out.

"How bad do you want to live?" Michael asked, cocking his head at the boy.

"What the fuck is up with you man?!" he questioned. "Help me!"

"I asked you a question." Michael spoke again. "You want to live right? I could just let you die, here."

"Um, kinda, yeah!"

"Then tell me how bad you want to live."

"Bad man! Bad! I want to fucking live bad! Please don't let me die!" Michael grinned. How fragile life was, he thought. How it could just be taken from you at any moment. Moments like these.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Br-Br-Bryce." he responded before blacking out from the pain.

"We're going to get you alllllll fixed up, Bryce."

Michael took Bryce, not to a hospital, but instead back to his property, where his own private doctor could deal with Bryce. They managed to take care of what they discovered was a gunshot wound instead of a stab wound like Michael originally thought when he found Bryce.

"How's he doing?" Michael asked Dr. Joseph as he stepped into the rather large, renovated, shed he had given to his doctor for his medical practices. He even was nice enough to give him a little office space as well.

"Well. He's very lucky considering how much he was bleeding." he answered. "Those two bullets I removed barely missed his vital organs, but he'll make a full recovery."

"Which room do you have him in? Is he awake now?"

"Room 3. It has the most room. The last time I checked on him, yes."

Michael nodded at his words, making his way over to the room. He entered quietly, not wanting to startle, Bryce. Bryce sat up in the bed, sipping on an ice cold water, scrolling through the movies on the flatscreen TV Michael had gotten installed in every room. Jim's idea, of course. There was an awkward silence in the room as Bryce didn't know whether to thank him first or say fuck him for waiting until he passed out and asking him all those stupid questions.

Michael didn't say anything as he walked around to the side of Bryce's bed, pulling up a near by chair to sit closer to him. Michael leaned back in his chair, throwing a leg halfway over his knee as he clasped his hands together. Bryce never took his eyes off of him, not sure what his next move would be.

"You're welcome by the way." Michael said. "Isn't it nice having someone take care of you without all the pesky need for insurance information or just a bill in general?"

"Why are you doing this?" Bryce questioned.

"Answer me this, Bryce." Michael leaned forward in his seat. "What if I offered you a chance to start over? A new chance at life. Somewhere, where you could be safe, your meals paid for. And all you have to do is stay by my side, loyal to me."

"I'm not gay, man."

"Who said anything about being gay?" Michael questioned, raising his eyebrow. "And what if I was?"

"Listen." Bryce breathed out. "I didn't mean to offend you. Look. Thank you. For bringing me, to, well wherever we are, and helping me. And once I'm all healed up, I'll be all out of your hair."

"Do you have any family, Bryce?" Bryce's whole attitude changed. He looked softer.

"No..." he answered silently.

"Well you do now."

Jim was just a few feet away from Bryce now when the two made eye contact. And when Jim reached, rather quickly, behind his back, Bryce knew. Of course he knew what he had done. Bryce turned around to start running, when Jim quickly cocked his gun and fired two shots, both at the back of his legs. Everyone stopped what they were doing, in shock, but not enough shock to runaway. It was Jim and who dares question one of Michael's brothers. Everyone watched as Bryce fell to the floor, screaming bloody murder in pain. Jim continued to walk at his leisurely pace to him, standing in front of him.

"Now." Jim said aloud, over the groans and screams of Bryce. "I know you all looked at Bryce as family, right? 4 years ago my brother found this piece of scum bleeding to death, begging for help. And of course Michael helped him."

"I'm sorry!" Bryce yelled, hands reaching out to grab Jim's ankle and it took everything in him not to kill Bryce right then and there, but he wanted to get his point across.

"And with the help of our wonderful Dr. Joseph, he was taken care of, free of charge, can you believe that?" Jim continued. "And all we asked for in return was just his unwavering loyalty." Jim snatched his ankle away from Bryce's hand, stepping on it, instead, causing him to scream out again as his fingers were crushed.

"But when you lie to AND you steal from the hand that feeds you." Jim looked around at everyone as he said this. "There are consequences." Jim kneeled down in front of Bryce who looked up at him, his eyes filled with tears, pleading with Jim.

"Please..." Bryce whispered to Jim, grabbing ahold of him again. "Please Jim, I'm sorry. I was desperate."

Jim grabbed him by his face, snapping his head up to look all the way at him. He looked at the gun in his opposite hand, before looking back at Bryce. The small breeze that was in the air had come completely still, everyone virtually silent as they watched the events unfold. When things first went missing around the house when Michael would hold meetings, they didn't even think to look at Bryce. Not until Michael had trusted him enough to appoint him as Duncan's right hand man. Duncan handled all of the cartel's finances and when he kept coming up short on the days just him and Bryce would do the counting, he caught on rather quickly.

"I liked you Bryce." Jim said, jaw clenched. "I really did. We all did. We loved you almost, but you know the rules, don't you?"

"Jim please..." Bryce whined, starting to cry his eyes out, but only enough for Jim to see and hear. "Please man. I'll do anything. Anything please!"

"What did I tell you happened to those who betrayed the cartel? What is your own way out once you're in? I mean I could just let you go, yeah? But once you walk out those doors you become a liability to me, my brothers, and my family. And I just can't have that."

"Death..." Bryce mumbled. "But we can work something out, please!" Jim chuckled as he let go of Bryce's face, quickly cocking his gun again, before holding Bryce's face up again. He put the gun inside of Bryce's mouth, looking him dead in his eyes.

"Maybe in another life." And with those words said, Jim pulled the trigger, the sounds of bloods and mush splattering across the ground. A few turned their heads, not wanting to see the sight. Jim looked up and back across the pool at his brother who downed the rest of his drink, nodding at Jim.

"Clean it up." Jim said to the disposal crew who stood near by, rising to his feet, and tucking his gun back away. "Everyone else can carry on."

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The warm water danced on your skin as you stood in the shower, washing away all events from today. You put your face underneath the water for a few seconds before running both of your hands through your hair. When you turned around you were startled by the presence of your husband, Michael, who stood behind you, a little soaked from the backlash of you being underneath the water. His vibrant blue eyes were now several shades darker as he was out of the sun light. He simply just stared at you.

You offered to trade him positions under the water so he could get completely wet too and of course he didn't object. You were now staring at him as he stepped underneath the water, sighing as it hit his skin. He ran his hands over his face as he turned around to face you, getting off as much water as he could before he opened his eyes again to look at you. Water dripped off his skin and your eyes couldn't help but trail all over him. He was so beautiful. His long blonde hair, over shoulder length, completely wet now as the water continued to pour down on him. You almost smiled, remember when Michael told you that he was going to start growing his hair out. He cut it every now and then, but nothing compared to long haired beauty.

"I'm sorry." he spoke, running his hands over his face again. "I know you don't like when.. you know." You walked over to your husband, pressing your forehead against his, throwing your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. His large hands found their way to small of your back, pulling you even closer.

"I know..." you mumbled, using your thumbs to rub the back of his neck. "I'm not mad at you, Michael. I just don't want you to become... emotionless."

"Everything I do is to protect you and our boys. Without my family, I am nothing. This empire? We built it, Y/N. Not just me. I'm still here emotionally, but you know it works. He was too much of a liability to just let go. And when the right information gets into the wrong hands, I'm only sure you can imagine what happens."

"Do you ever get afraid, Michael?"

"Only if it deals with you and my sons." he said, looking down at you, smiling. Cheeky bastard.

"I'm being serious. What if one day you go out and don't come back home? What if we get attacked here? What will I do? What will I tell our children?"

"Don't you ever worry about that, my love." Michael reassured you. "As long as my brothers and I are alive and breathing, no one will be in any kind of danger. I promise." Michael brushed his lips across yours as he finished his sentence. You pulled him in for a kiss. A hungry one, it was, as your tongues wasted no time entering each other's mouths, Michael's dominance showing as you basically let him devour you, melting away at his touch. He backed you up against the shower wall and you gasped against him as it was cold. He picked you up and you immediately wrapped your legs around his waist, holding onto him like your life depended on it.

"Let me help you forget..." he said against your lips, brushing his nose across yours and you remembered, just how in love you are with Michael.

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astringofmadhousefloozies · 3 years ago

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Dorm Party

Yuu rescues Idia at a party, or Me throwing several jokes I wanted to make into a single fic.

Content warnings for coarse language. Find more in my Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction tag! And sent me an ask if you liked anything, I’m much like any other motherfucker on this website and thrive on positive feedback.

~*~*~*~

TXT: yuu help me i got waylaid by extroverts

You roll your eyes and reply back.

Y: aight who is it

I: music club

I: help me

Y: remember, they try and include you because they genuinely like you

Y: what are you guys doing

I: i was getting food and they took me to scarabia to eat with them

I: get me out get me out get me out they keep asking me questions

Y: okay

Y: but why didn't you say you were busy

Y: or were going somewhere

I: you ever see kalims face when you tell him no

You had. He covered it up really quick, but that half-second of kicked puppy was heartbreaking.

Y: can you eat just enough to be polite and then bug out

Y: they know it's a lot for you

I: how much is that

Y: like, a small plate or something?

I: if i eat a plate i can go to the infirmary and leave got it

Y: NO

~*~*~*~

At least the spread wasn't all Jamil's cooking. He might cook like a god, but he needed a break sometimes, and takeout can be fun.

"Alright, so when he pumped the blood through the tube, it was supposed to come through in like, a steady stream, but he'd fucked up. So there were bubbles in the tube, but when you filmed it? it came out realistic-"

"I can confirm that."

"Lil, no."

"Lil yes." He sipped at his drink. "We should probably stop this conversation before they lose their lunch."

"Aww, why." The sarcasm was barely audible, but you couldn't help but smile at Cater and Kalim. Cater was the better of the two; Kalim had gone downright ashy from shock. You shuffled through the cans by the table before sliding him a ginger ale. "For your tummy, baby."

"Thank you." His colour had bounced back well before he took a sip. "You sure like telling stories about blood."

"No, that was about practical effects. I can start talking about blood if you want." You leaned your head back. "What do you think? Should I?"

Idia, who had been using you as a human shield ever since you showed up, shook his head and went back to ripping bread into increasingly smaller pieces before eating them.

"Yuu, look at this." Cater passed you his phone. The carefully staged, enstickered selfie of a Magicam influencer, with bouncy curls and double-peace signs.

"Oh, she's cute. I love her earrings." You held the phone up long enough for Idia to nod at with a small smile, before it got passed around for everyone to coo over. "You interested in her, Cater?"

"Ah, some. We've been chatting." He looked a bit dreamy, thinking on it. "We're going to try and meet up next break and see how we like each other in person."

You smiled. "Good luck, dude. She's definitely your type."

He laughed. "I do like them very cute, don't I?"

"You do, yeah." You turned to Kalim. "What do you like in someone? You probably have a type."

Kalim leaned back and thought on it. "I really like... Shining dark eyes and silky flowing hair."

You managed to disguise a snicker as a cough. "Tall and elegant, too? Always looking out for you?"

He looked up in wonder. "How'd you know?"

"Just a guess."

Lilia chimed in, full of mischief. "What about you, Idia?" You felt him stiffen in surprise against your back. "What do you like?"

"He likes 2D girls." He immediately swatted you.

"You're not 2D. And we know your type." Lilia narrowed his eyes at you. "Tall and pale and interesting looking."

"One of many." You leaned back, and Idia immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, audience be damned. "And who could blame me? Look at him."

"Please don't." He tried to scrunch behind you, but even if you were wider, he was much taller and couldn't fit.

"Aww." Cater had such a warm smile on his face. "Love at first sight?"

You shook your head. "You have to work for love. But," You looked back at your pretty blue boy, holding you tight even as he looked away in embarrassment. "The first time I saw you, it was like you snatched the breath from my throat. I'd never seen anything so beautiful in my life. I never even imagined anyone could be so beautiful." You leaned to nuzzle the spot where his jaw met his neck, and he swallowed. "And lucky me, it's the same every time I see you. You're a blessing on my life, and every day you look at me and smile makes everything worth it."

The silence was broken by Kalim giving a light sniffle. "That's beautiful, wow."

"Way to set the bar, Yuu." Lilia had his head propped in his hands. "So, was it mutual?"

You laughed. "I don't think so." You settled back into Idia, bright burning pink. "What did you think of me when you first met me?"

"..."

"Idia."

~*~*~*~

Your name is IDIA SHROUD. You're a THIRD YEAR STUDENT at NIGHT'S RAVEN COLLEGE, and everything is TERRIFYING BEYOND MORTAL KEN. You suffer from the effects of a TERRIBLE ANCESTRAL CURSE, which makes the already fraught experience of high school JUST, SO MUCH WORSE. The only things you truly enjoy are MEDIA OF A GEEKY NATURE and your MAGITEK LITTLE BROTHER. If it were up to you, you would BRICK YOUR DOOR SHUT AND NEVER LEAVE.

But, tragically, you sometimes must leave and face the mobs outside. At any moment, you could aggro them all with the sheer sin of your terrible presence, and the teachers had no sympathy for your low-tier, introverted self, and insisted that you had to show up to some classes in person. Even though telecom had come so far! You'd think you'd have pull, with your grades, but it was not the case.

Anyway, some first years had crashed a chandelier within days of being here, and you'd only found two to tell to leave you alone forever. When you found the two boys standing with a third, holding perhaps the most wonderful creature you'd ever seen in your life, you went over to explain how it was going to go. Only it didn't turn out like that.

She - what a cliche, the new student at a one-gender school being the opposite - turned to look at you. Enormous puffy eye circles that rivaled your own, close-cropped dark hair, eyes of no particular colour, all in a soft, pimply face with a double chin. This was the one that caused all the trouble?

Her smile dropped away immediately, replaced by wide eyes and slack jaw. She didn't blink, only stared directly at you, though you, muttering an endless stream of something you could not hear as she refused to stop looking or even blink. You knew a bad time when you saw it, and fled the battle before it could begin. You only just heard a voice go "Who WAS that?" before you were out of earshot, running back to your room as fast as possible.

~*~*~*~ "A curse?" You couldn't stop laughing, and that managed to set everyone else off. "You thought I was putting a curse on you?"

"Well!" He threw his hands up. "What was I supposed to think? I didn't know what that face meant and that made the most sense!"

"You do have a... intense look when you see something you like." Lilia laughed. "It reminds me a bit of Howl sometimes."

Kalim added, "No, it's more like she wants to eat whatever she's staring at."

Idia inclined his head in agreement, and Cater made a similar guesture to you. "You're all terrible," you said, but smiled as you did.

"Lilia, you never told us what type you had."

"Oh, Kalim," he said with eyes wide, "I'm much too young to be thinking about romance."

"I have forty-five minutes of footage that says otherwise," Cater said, waving his phone.

"Alright, alright." He rolled his eyes. "I like a lot of types of people."

"You've never flirted with anyone here at school." You thought for a moment. "Well, seriously, anyways. You're real friendly and that can be kinda flirty in itself."

"That's not true," he corrected. "You just don't know who it is. But," he added, "it's not a student. You're all too young for me."

Everyone stopped to consider this, before Idia spoke up. "It's Trein. I remember when I came in with you sitting on his desk."

Lilia pouted. "He still hasn’t bit. And he knows."

You covered your mouth. "I should have known you're a geezerfucker."

"I don't think it counts if you're older than said geezer."

Lilia leaned over to Idia. "I'll tell him you said that and then no one in this room will ever get a passing grade or a playdate with Lucius again."

Everyone changed the subject, and the evening continued with success.

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missamyrisa2 · 3 years ago

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Hi, first of all, I love all of your wonderful work ❤❤. I never really comment on tickle related things because I'm a little shy, but I wanted you to know that I'm a big fan of your blog and I love all of your tickle scenarios.

This is the first time I do something like this, amd my English is not so perfect, so I apologize for whatever mistake I make.

So, how would you tickle a shy girl who's really, really, ticklish on pretty much her whole body, but mostly her sides, tummy and thighs, and who's biggest weakness are very light touches? Like, one single stroke of a feather will turn her into a giggling mess.

Lots tickly kisses and hugs

You are amazing 💚💚💚

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Hiii cuitie 🦎 Thank you soo much for visiting girly, I'm ever so happy to see you here~ don't be bashful, come closer, I won't bite I promise. Yess there we go cutie, you can relax. Those are just my helpful scarves, so soft and purpley and cute~ The Wiggle Team I like to call them. They'll carry you over to my fluffy pink heart bed and keep you nice and snug while we get to know each other. Are you nice and comfy? The fluffies on this bed are divine aren't they? Let me just see here, yes I think your arms are nice and secure, and your underarm is a little ticklish. How about your feet? Yes, your feet~ let's test these toes. I have a perfectly primed pink feather to match the bed. Oooh look your toes curl~ butttt, I simply have to test this cute sweet belllly next. Yesss, belly, belly belly, mmmhmm.

First we lift the shirt like so, then we perform the visual inspection. Ahh, we can see there's a lovely tum here, and she's twitchy too~ Why, I would bet a shiny nickel that if I were to bloooow like so, we'd see some magnificent twitchies! And look~there we go, look at your belly bounce. I haven't even touched you yet~ So let's get started, shall we? Look at this cutie, look at this loooong white feather. It's so lengthy and cute and perfectly stiff~ I can hold it here and let it crest down in a looong stride and we'll just take this tip and glide it ever so slowly along that adorable tummy. Do you feel it? It's nothing but a wisp, gliding down merrily on your belly. Whooop~ I think we're in the navel now. Yes, let's probe a little. My cutie pie, I'm not even moving the feather~ that's all you, you're bouncing and twitching and giggling and it's making that impossibly soft tip bounce! You're tickling yourself now cutie.

Well, you were~ yes, I'm sorry I saw your sides and I had to do the light pinch, I simply had to~ I bet if I hold my nail tips so lightly on your side and let the feather kiss below your bellybutton you'll reallllly giggle it out for me. Ooh cutie~ now, now it's just a lil pinchy crab at your side and a breeze under the belly. So relax and enjoy your tickles! Hmmm~soo adorable. Awwe, look~ I think I see a lil dust on your tummy now. I have juuust the right thing for you. You need some puffy puffs. Yes, you do. Sooo, let's see. Quiet on the set now, I am a professional~ I'll hold your sides with my hands like so, just keeping my thumb and index finger ever so gently grasping and gliding up and down and then I can lean here and blow some little puffs over that whole belly. See, the fun part of the puffys is that whenever you wiggle to the side like that, I can tickle you more with a hand. And when you're trying to stay still and not get tickled on your sweet curves, I can blow all these tickly breezes on your abdomen and tummy and navel. Tickle, tickle~ isn't this just so fun?

And of course, don't think I didn't see these thighs quivering too. Funny thing about tickle spots, they tend to show themselves when other spots are being worked out. I think of it as like a sympathetic twitch. Tickle spots are so sweet like that. And it's perfect for me, because then I know where to go next~ Lucky for me you wore these cute shorts today. Hey! They're a bit like mine~ we're just so girly and silly huh? You know cutie, I'm soo ticklish myself in all these spots, so I understand so much how wonderfully silly this feels. Yes, even in my ears too which is why I'm whispering right in yours. Little puffs of tickly breezies right in your hair and ears~ and here's a kissy too for being so sweet~ And now~ those thiiighs~

A nice massage to kick things off would be perfect yes? Holding my thumb riight on this skin and we begin the slow rotation. I'm digging for giggles now. You can't really dig, it's like a summoning ritual. I make these motions and touch the skin as little as possible. The giggles bubble right up, and yes, there we go~ I can start skittering my nails there and we'll just watch and see how my tickles we find. Let's see now~ your inner thighs are very ticklish, very sensitive. Outer thighs are nice too, those are some wonderful wiggles you have my angel~ Good thing the scarves are keeping you so secure, you'd wriggle your way right off the bed and we simply can't have that~ Ooh yes, pinchy pinchy tickly tickly on these cute thighs! You can't get away mmm-mmm~ take your medicine girly, Dr. Amy has prescribed sooo many tickles for you.

Why, that? That was just a zerbert on your belly. Yes, I decided it was cute all by itself up there and well, my hands are occupied massaging your thighs so I had to give you a biiig purpley buzz on your tummy. And here we go again~ Muuuuah~ just a kissy that time. That's the fun of the lip tickles, you never know if it's going to be a muuuah ~ muuuah~ or a buzzzzzzzz~ And then we switch it up, brushy lip tickles on your thighs mmmh mmhh~ and skittery finger tickles at your tummy. And now we play Dancing Tap Finger~ I'll hold my index finger riiight above this belly and wiggle it back and forth in a rapid lil dance~ I'm not touching~ you can't giggle, I'm nooot touching~ Unless of course, you bounce like that and then I am touching and I'm tickling until you settle down and let that belly fall~ oooh girlie girl, you're not very good at this game are ya? You keep bouncing to my wiggly finger~ why, no, it's not because I'm also tickling your thigh! I wouldn't cheat like that. Well, yes I would~ Because you're too cute. So it's allowed~

Oooh sweetie~ soo giggled out huh? But here's the fun part~ all those purpley lip prints on your tummy and sides and thighs~ you can feel them can't ya? Those tickly kisses, residual touches still sitting on your sensitive skin~ that's the kissy sensitivity setting in~ and you know what? That makes you extra feather ticklish. And guess what?? I have this pair of perfectly purpley plumes for you. Yesss, these fluffy fluffy feathers, and we're going to go back through each and every tickle spot I kissed for a little tour. Awee yes, feel that liiight fluttery grazing on my lip prints? Oooh, it's electric isn't it? Ticklishness~ don't you just loove tickles? So lovely, and sweet, and utterly delightful. Your giggle is too addictive and I simply can't stop. I can flutter these plumes between your legs and watch those thighs dance all day~ And then we go to your sides and make sure we test all the kiss imprints there. A nice circle around the belly will end our tour with a swirly swirl, like a tickly cinnamon bun~

Yes, the Wiggle Team released you a while ago tickle bug~ I suppose you didn't notice because you were sooo cutely tickled~ and now we can snuggle the afternoon away, I'll hold you so gently and you can enjoy my fingers cuddling your belly with the gentlest of fairy touches until you're a pile of adorable wiggly giggles~

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girlgrouptrash101 · 4 years ago

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Loona Reaction to Confessing to Their Crush

Request: “will you write "how would loona confess to their crush"??”

A/N: school’s finally over :DDD

- C

Heejin:

Heejin couldn’t help but flirt whenever she was with you. Her confession would definitely be one of the greasiest, chuckling at how hard her words managed to make you blush. She would hold your hands tight, her eyes never leaving yours as she spoke. You know her gay ass would bring you a mf rose too omg. When she was finished, she listened ever so carefully when you spoke, her heart overjoyed that you liked her back just as much as she liked you. She’d pull you into the tightest hug, kissing you on the cheek and pulling away with the brightest smile on her face. Heejin would be so glad she finally gets to show you off and call you hers.

Hyunjin:

Hyunjin really didn’t know what to do when it came to confessing her feelings to you. Everyone knew she liked you,,, well, everyone but you, it seemed. One day, she just got frustrated. She didn’t want to keep pining after you, she just had to know if you liked her back. She basically sprinted to your locker one morning before school, accidentally running into about 20 people on her way there. She didn’t even say good morning, she just launched into her confession, rambling on about how much she liked you until she realised what she was doing and went quiet. Her cheeks turned a bright shade of red as you pulled her into a hug, kissing her cheek and smiling. Hyunjin did a mental celebration before giggling and taking you by the hand with the biggest, brightest grin plastered onto her face.

Haseul:

For Haseul, she really needed a push from her members to reveal her feelings. She had been pining for so long, too afraid to lose you if her feelings weren’t reciprocated. One day, after Haseul had been thinking, she finally just blurted out her feelings. It was such a mess of words that you had to ask her to repeat, her face turning beet red as she realised what she’d gotten herself into. All it took was one soft look from you and she just couldn’t help but lean in and kiss you. Her heart almost exploded when your hand came to her cheek, kissing back as if your life depended on it. Although the confession was accidental, and kind of a mess, neither of you would have changed it for the world. Although you know you aren’t perfect, it’s so clear to everyone that you and Haseul were meant to be.

Yeojin:

Our lil Yeojin would definitely be super nervous when confessing to you. She had bought your favourite sweets that morning, grabbing them out of her locker after school to go and meet you to talk as she had asked. Yeojin would give you the sweets, barely making eye contact as she poured out her feelings. You had to just take her hand in yours to stop her from rambling, the soft smile you gave her easing her mind completely. She’d be so giddy afterwards, your fingers laced together already as you walked her home. Her members would definitely tease her to no end, but would definitely be proud that their maknae had finally asked out her crush.

Vivi:

The absolute softest confession of them all. You and Vivi were hanging out as usual, when she turned to you with a nervous look on her face. You gave Vivi your full attention, urging her to keep going whenever her voice got quieter. She not only confessed her feelings, but promised to be by your side forever even if you rejected her. You couldn’t help it as you pulled Vivi into the tightest hug, tears in both of your eyes as you two realised that you were finally going to be together. The rest of the night was spent cuddling, both of you already trying to make up for lost time. Vivi of course stood by her words, always by your side whenever you needed her. You truly couldn’t have asked for a better girl to spend your life with.

Kim Lip:

Confessing to her crush was not something you local tsundere Kim Lip was planning on doing, but she knew her feelings were truly too strong or her to ignore. After getting Chuu to hype her up, she felt she was finally ready to confess. Lippie kept it simple, just coming up to you and talking to you about how she felt. You could see her nervous she was, she just couldn’t hold eye contact while she spoke. You took her hands in yours when she was done, letting her know that this wasn’t a one-sided crush. Kim Lip, although shy at first, would definitely be super duper clingy when no one else was around to see hehe :]

Jinsoul:

Jinsoul had brought you out for dinner and a walk, wanting to make a good impression before she confessed. After offering to walk you home, it was outside your doorstep that Jinsoul finally mustered up the courage to speak. She couldn’t help but blush as you stood there, Jinsoul’s jacket around your shoulders that the girl had kindly offered to you when you complained of the cold. She slowly spoke, her soft voice and deep brown eyes drawing you in and making you fall even further for her. Jinsoul had barely finished speaking when you cupped her cheeks, pulling her in for the most delicate, yet emotional kiss you had ever experienced. You best believe this baby practically skipped the whole way home, her heart pounding after what she considered the best night of her life.

Choerry:

Loona’s very own sunshine had tried her hardest to show you how she felt through her actions, but you never noticed because she’s so lovely to everyone, you thought she was just being nice. After asking Yeojin to come over and help her plan a confession, the two decided that some sweet treats and a walk after school would be the best option. So after baking some delicious cookies the night before, Choerry found herself longing for the day to end so she could finally talk to you. The butterflies in her tummy were nothing compared to the way her heart felt when she saw you smile, and as soon as she started talking she couldn’t help but pour out every single feeling she had for you. The smile on her face when you confessed back could have honestly put the sun out of business, she was truly over the moon uwuuwwu

Yves:

Miss Sooyoung would not cut back on the romantics at all, wanting to show you just how much you liked her. Even if it meant being teased by Jinsoul and Lippie when she came home with roses and chocolates, she knew it would be worth it when the time came to confess. After texting you to meet up with her at a local park, she sat you down on a bench and began to confess. The glimmer in her eye as she spoke was worth more to you than any gift she could’ve brought you, you could just see how genuine her feelings were for you. After you confessed too, she’d take you by the hand, both of you love-struck and smitten as you strolled around the beautiful park. Sooyoung couldn’t help but feel like a giddy schoolgirl as she stole glances at you, her heart fluttering know that she knew her feelings weren’t one sided.

Chuu:

Our lesbian jesus would have absolutely no reservations about confessing. She shook away any doubts in her mind, bounding up to you with her signature smile on her face. She got a lil bit nervous when she was speaking, but miss Jiwoo knew that all she had to do was speak from the heart. When she saw the smile on your face after she spoke, she couldn’t help but pull you into the tightest hug as you returned the confession. You made her super duper giddy n she just wanted to tell the whole world that her crush liked her back. Jiwoo may even give a kiss on the cheek from her if you’re lucky o.o

Go Won:

I could definitely see Chaewon being hyped up by Oli and Choerry, thinking she’s absolutely ready and not nervous at all to tell you how she feels. However,,,,,, as soon as she saw you,, no thoughts head empty, you know? But she was so glad you waited for her to speak up, a soft smile on your face as the girl began to talk. She would confess in the Tiiiiiniest voice ever, her voice going an octave higher than normal (if that’s even possible). If anyone asked though, she’d tell them a completely different story, bragging about ho confident she was and how romantic she was,, our sassy Chae can’t let anyone know she accctually got nervous!!!11!! she has a reputation to uphold hehe

Olivia Hye:

Olivia knew she liked you for a long time, but in fear of ruining your friendship she always kept her feelings to herself. After laying awake the whole night before and trying to plan out how to confess, she felt she was ready to tell you how she felt. However, as soon as she laid eyes on you in school the next day, her planned speech went completely out the window. She took you on a walk during lunch time, somewhere no one else would be able to interrupt you. Although she was nervous as heck, Hyejoo just did her best to let you know just how much she liked you and wanted to be with you. Olivia would definitely give you the softest hug afterwards, smiling as she buried her head into your shoulder.

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etherealhood · 5 years ago

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The Lucky One

author: @etherealhood

word count: 3,057

warnings: so fluffy, lil bit of angst if you squint

a/n: alright guys lemme just say that dad!calum is literally my favorite concept, so i was so compelled to write this! thank you to my favorite lady, @h0tsos for being an angel and letting me ruin her with some fluff! enjoy!

pairing: calum hood x reader

Getting comfortable when you’re seven months is probably the most unlikely thing to happen. But as she sat on the couch, her legs stretched out into her husband’s lap, his hands rubbing at her swollen feet while her little ones cuddled into her sides, she was practically thanking the heavens for giving her any kind of relief.

For the first time in weeks, she wasn’t cursing her husband for having such a high sex drive and being so adamantly against condoms. Right now, everything was so perfect. The love of her life was touching her so tenderly, her daughter’s head on her chest while her son laid his head on her stomach. Duke, their dog, slept soundfully on his bed in the corner of the room. She found her stomach fluttering at the idea of having another baby added to the equation in just a few short months.

With a content smile on her lips and her eyes on the movie that played on the television, she suddenly felt a rhythmic series of twitches coming from the top of her swollen stomach. A distinct jab was felt on her right side, close to where her daughter, Avalon’s tiny hand rested.

The little girl’s head snapped down towards the movement she felt before looking at her mother with wide eyes. The five year-old’s lips parted as she furrowed her eyebrows, looking just like her dad when he was confused. “Mommy?” Avalon’s worried voice prompted both Calum and their son, Niko, to look at the two girls.

“Hey, it’s okay, sweetheart.” Y/N said softly, running her fingers through Avalon’s long and curly hair. The little dog who’d been sleeping walked over to the little girl when he heard the distress in her voice, hoping to give her some comfort as he plopped down next to her, laying his head on her knee.

“Are you okay?” Avalon asked, biting her bottom lip nervously.

Before she could say anything else, another butterfly-in-the-stomach sensation jostled in her belly and this time Niko was just as confused as his twin. His brown eyes were swirling with a puzzled look and he sat up, no longer laying parallel to his mother’s body. “Did we hurt you, Mama?” He asked, his voice trembling. “Why’s your tummy moving?”

“No, I’m alright, babies.” Y/N cupped Niko’s cheek and stroked his cheekbone with her thumb, doing the same to her daughter. She looked from the innocent and concerned faces of her children to the knowing one of her husband. He smiled at her, an amused chuckle falling from his lips. She looked back to Avalon and Niko.

Calum cleared his throat before speaking, his little ones looking at their father for help. “That movement that you feel, it’s the baby in Mommy’s tummy. She’s kickin’ around in there.”

“Why? Does she not like Mommy?” Niko asked, tilting his head curiously.

Calum laughed once more and shook his head. “No, buddy. The baby loves Mommy, just like you, me, and Av do.” He kept his hand on his wife’s shin, his thumb subconsciously rubbing her smooth skin.

“Then why does she kick her?” Avalon spoke up, her hand pulled to her chest as she looked nervously at her mother’s stomach. “That’s not very nice.”

“She’s kicking because she’s happy. You know, she really likes when you talk to her.” Y/N explained, pressing the tips of her fingers around her belly to see if she could get a better feel of the kicks.

Niko raised an eyebrow, looking between his mother and father before whispering, “She can hear us?”

“Pretty cool, huh, Niko?” Calum asked with the biggest smile on his face. Niko’s own smile grew as he nodded. “Wanna see something?” He asked the twins, to which they eagerly nodded. Y/N had a feeling of what he wanted to show them so she turned to put her feet on the ground as her husband kneeled before her, Niko and Avalon watching from their seats on the couch.

Calum’s large hands went to her belly, his fingers lifting up her t-shirt to reveal his wife’s swollen stomach, her belly button poking out. Avalon giggled. “Look at Mama’s belly button!” Both of their children laughed at the silly little detail, making their parents smile fondly to themselves.

As he cupped her stomach with his large and warm hands, Calum’s wedding ring was cool against her skin. He looked up at the love of his life, his eyes on her face as she watched his hands on her stomach before looking back at him.

They shared a moment of silence between them. The sparkling look of devotion in their eyes saying something that simply didn’t need words to be conveyed. Her hands came down on top of his, her fingers lacing with his as he moved his hands up her stomach.

He leaned in to her body, his mouth inches away from her pregnant belly. All while keeping his eyes on hers, he began speaking to their child. “Hi, little one. It’s Daddy.” He said, immediately feeling the jostle of his daughter under his touch. The baby was big enough at this stage in her pregnancy that the baby’s kicking could be seen by the movement under her skin.

Y/N looked to her children and felt her heart swell as the awe that was etched across their nearly identical faces. From the day they were born, she’d been saying how glad she was that they looked so much like Calum. They were his carbon copies with their dark curls, their little noses, their brown eyes, and those heart-warming smiles that she had such a hard time saying ‘no’ to. She was hoping more than anything that the one residing inside of her would be just like the three people she loved most in the whole world.

“You know, your brother and sister are here, sweetheart. You gave them quite a scare when you started kicking Mama.” He chuckled, his happiness bursting from him at the kicks his unborn daughter made against his palms. “But I know that they’re so excited to meet you, they can’t wait for you to finally be here. And Mama and I can't wait to meet you. I love you, darling.”

“Can I say something, Daddy?” Niko asked, Calum nodding in return, moving away so his son could get close. He looked up at his mother, his brown eyes meeting hers as he set his hands on her tummy as Calum had been doing moments ago. She nodded encouragingly, giving him a gentle, reassuring smile.

He sighed before smiling to himself. “Hi, baby. I‘m Niko and I’m really excited to meet you. I’m gonna be the bestest big brother ever and I’ll share my toys with you all the time! I love you so much.” He said, tapping his fingers against his mom’s belly, feeling the baby’s feet move under his hand. He gasped and looked at Y/N. “That was so cool.”

“My turn!” Avalon exclaimed, slightly shoving her brother out of the way as she took his spot, putting her hands where his once were. As if she was realizing that she didn’t know what to do, she looked over at her father who was now holding Niko in his lap. She pouted, scrunching up her eyebrows and jutting out her lips like Calum had done many times before. “Daddy, I don’t know what to say.”

“That’s okay, sweetheart. Just introduce yourself and tell her you love her.” He suggested. “Say whatever you want.”

“Anything?” Avalon quirked an eyebrow.

Calum chuckled before nodding. “Anything.”

Avalon’s confident smile came back to her mouth, a fond gleam in her eyes as she looked at her mother’s stomach. “Okay, well, I’m Avalon. I like cookies and chicken nuggets, and I hope you do, too.” She said, her parents laughing at the unexpected things she said. They should’ve known that she’d say something like that, but in the moment, it was something they were not expecting. Their daughter continued on. “I’m gonna be your sister. And I love you already.”

Y/N felt her baby shift around again, her daughter beaming at the sight and feel. “You can kiss my belly if you want, my love.” Avalon leaned in and planted her lips on Y/N’s skin, leaving a bit of a slobbery kiss in her wake.

“Ooh! My turn!” Niko said, jumping off of Calum and onto the ground, getting on his knees. He left a sweet peck to the right of his mother’s belly button, genuinely surprised when he felt the unborn child kick up where he’d kissed. His eyes were wide and he laughed. “Whew. That was kinda scary, baby.”

“She did it because she loves you, Niko.” Y/N told him, smiling as he climbed back up on the couch and cuddled into her side. He wrapped his left arm around her front, leaning his head against her warm chest.

She felt her heart melt at how cuddly and sweet her little boy was. “I love you, Mama.”

“I love you, Niko. So so much.”

“Mommy, I love you, too.” Avalon whispered as she closed her eyes tiredly while laying against Calum’s chest.

Y/N planted a kiss on Avalon’s cheek. “I love you to the moon and back, Av.”

Niko tightened his hold on his mother as his eyes started drooping in exhaustion. She pressed a kiss to the top of his head as he yawned. “Come on, let’s get you two to bed.”

The family of four turned off the tv, Niko and Avalon in Calum’s arms as they all went up the stairs, their little dog hot on their heels. The parents took the twins to their room, laying them down in their separate beds. Calum kissed Avalon on the forehead, telling her how much he loved her before doing the same to Niko. Duke tiredly jumped up onto his bed, laying at his feet.

“Mommy, can we talk to the baby tomorrow?” Avalon’s sleepy voice asked. Y/N was sitting on the edge of her bed as she nodded, pushing a stray curl out her daughter’s face and behind her ear, cupping the child’s cheek in her palm.

“Only if you, Niko, and Daddy make me pancakes in the morning.” She whispered, relishing in the laugh that came from not only her daughter, but her husband as well. Avalon nodded and agreed to the deal. “Alright, get some sleep, Av.” Y/N gave Avalon a quick kiss on the nose before Calum grabbed her hand, helping her off the bed, the two of them walking towards the door and turning off the light.

Calum closed the door behind them and they made their way down the hall to their bedroom. Y/N pulled off her pajama shorts and her shirt before she crawled into bed, laying on her left side and waiting for Calum to lay down with her. She felt the bed dip behind her and his arm immediately wrapped around her body, one of his hands on her round stomach, tracing shapes on her skin. His body pressed against hers, his bare chest warm against her back and his legs tangled with hers.

“I can’t wait for you to have this baby.” He whispered, his stubbled chin scratching at the skin of her neck. She hummed and leaned back against him, her hand lacing with Calum’s on her tummy.

“Me too.” She sighed contently, closing her eyes. “You think the twins are excited?”

Calum smiled to himself, kissing his wife’s earlobe. “Definitely. They’re gonna be great with her.” His stomach fluttered at the thought of his growing family. He often found himself thinking how lucky he was to have found someone that he loved unconditionally.

Sometimes he’d just watch her and admire every little thing she was and every little thing she did. Because before her, he’d never been so infatuated with a single person. He never found himself with a rapid heart beat just at the sensation of lips slanting over his unless they were her lips. He never found himself with an empty feeling in the pit of his stomach when he had to pull away from a warm body in the morning unless it was her that had been pressed up against him all night. He was never left with goosebumps when fingertips gently grazed over his caramel skin unless it was her touch.

And sometimes he was so sure that his life was a dream. He was sure that he’d be woken up any minute and be drastically disappointed when he realized that he didn’t have his stunning partner laying her head over his heart as she slept or their beautiful children down the hall ready to raise some hell for the day. But then she touched him and anchored him back down into reality, reminding him that this was all real and that he was truly just that lucky.

Without her, without their family, he wasn’t sure where he’d be, who he’d be. Y/N, Avalon, and Niko were absolutely everything to him and he’d rather die than get a glimpse of what his life would have been like without them. So when he was woken up in the mornings to his look-alikes jumping on the bed and disturbing the serene moment that he and his wife shared, he wasn’t upset. He thanked whatever or whoever was listening for giving him absolutely everything he never knew he wanted.

With this in mind, he tightened his hold on Y/N, squeezing her hand and nuzzling his face into her shoulder. She stroked her thumb over his DSH tattoo, the metal of his silver bracelet cold against her skin. “You alright, baby?” She whispered, her voice sweet and full of genuine concern at him tensing up.

He was silent for a moment. “I never knew I could feel like this.”

“What do you mean?”

“I just… I never want to let go of what we have. I’m so happy, Y/N. I’ve never been so happy. You and our babies make me so happy. I’m so scared that I’m gonna lose it one day.”

Y/N turned over, laying on her back as she looked up at Calum, who was now resting his head on his left hand. He looked down at her, his fingers moving towards her face to gently trail over her cheek, his thumb tracing her oh so soft lips. “You make us so happy, Cal. You know that, right?”

He licked his lips and frowned, shrugging in response. “I don’t know. I’m just not here all the time and sometimes I feel like you guys deserve better than me. Like you deserve a better man than me.” He mumbled, watching as his hand cupped her cheek.

Her hand went over his, her fingers wrapping around his. The wedding ring she wore on her left hand glistened, catching his eye. She turned her head and kissed the heel of his palm. “You are the man of my dreams and I know with all my heart that there will never be another man who can love us like you do.” She said, her voice lowering as she emphasized her next words. “Who could love me like you do. Calum, I love you so much that it’s impossible to even breathe when you’re not here.”

Calum’s eyes visibly watered at the words he knew to be true and he closed his eyes before he leaned into her, his forehead resting against hers, nose nuzzling with hers. His lips grazed over her own as he spoke. “I’m so in love with you.” He pressed his lips to hers, putting all of the devotion in his heart into the way he kissed her. He fell in love with the magical taste she left seeping into his skin. He kissed her and God, he swore he could taste the next sixty years of his life.

Y/N’s eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks, lightly tickling his cheeks. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder, her fingers combing through the silky curls in the back of his head. Her leg hooked over his waist, pulling him closer into her body—well as close as she could being 30 weeks pregnant. She pulled his lip between her teeth, making him utter a breathy groan from the back of his throat.

As he moved to hover over her, his hands pressing into the pillow on either side of her head, his stomach pressed to hers. He parted her mouth with his, before allowing their tongues to find one another. With his body pressed against hers, he suddenly felt a jostle beneath him, a movement from her stomach kicking him in the abdomen.

His lips pulled off of hers and he looked down between them where the kick had come from. With a laugh, he looked back up at his wife. She smiled brightly at him, her lips swollen as she parted, clearly breathless from his kiss. “I think she wants to say that she loves you, too, Cal.” She said to him.

“Well, I love her so much more.” He told her before moving down her body, laying next to her stomach. His hand pressed against her belly, to the right of her bulging belly button. “I can’t wait to meet you, Leia.”

“Leia?” Y/N asked, her fingers running through his hair, fingernails gently scratching at his scalp.

Calum smiled bashfully and nodded. “I think it suits her, don’t you?” She pulled him back up towards her and kissed him softly, her hand holding his strong jaw. He chuckled and looked unto her eyes fondly. “I’ll take that as a yes?” His brow raised in question.

“It’ll be a yes if you keep me warm all night long.” She teased him with a smirk, turning on her side once more. He agreed with yet another laugh and pressed his body back into hers, spooning her. His hand went to her stomach again and another kick pressed to his palm.

“That can be arranged, my love.” He whispered in her ear, kissing her bare shoulder. His wife was quick to fall asleep and all Calum was left to do was hold her, knowing he was the luckiest man alive.

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dayasbun · 5 years ago

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kinda soft but reader and zendaya just had a baby :)

THISISSOCUTESTOPMAKINGMECRY okay this starts w you and z waiting for the baby to be born so you two are in the waiting room of the hospital. {ya’ll are married!!} the birth mom {Sofia} is in labor and you and z are nervous as hell waiting for this lil one to come out healthy and strong. then after that will be just a few new parent experiences! this is so precious and by far one of the cutest and favorite soft requests for z i have ever gotten, so enjoy angel, and i genuinely thank you for this request, it brought me so much joy to write

The Waiting Room.

“What if she doesn’t live or- what if she’s born with challenges? Baby, I don’t know what I’ll do with myself if she- I didn’t even carry her, I know Sofia did but-”

“Love.” You said in a soft and reassuring tone. “Our baby will be just fine. I know it.” You rubbed your thumb against your wife’s hand softly, something that always reassured her and calmed her down a bit.

Zendaya let out a shaky sigh and nodded. “I’m probably freaking out over nothing…”

“Yeah, pretty much!” You chuckled. “Baby Sky will be just fine. I bet you in less than an hour we’ll be holding her, telling her how gorgeous she already is and how many things she’s going to accomplish. Telling her that she’s a lover, not a fighter, just like her Mommy Z.” You leaned your head on Daya’s shoulder, closing your eyes and smiling. “It’s crazy, I couldn’t wait for 9 months to be up, and now all I gotta do is be patient for an hour or two and I feel like I’m over here dying.”

“Me too-”

“Zendaya and Y/N, I have news!” the male gray-headed doctor announced as he walked towards you guys. He was the same one that had told you two to stay calm from the start, and was sure to send nurses out now and then to update you two.

You and Zendaya quickly jumped up out of your seats, your eyes wide. “Which is?” You questioned. All you could do was pray in your head that your baby would be born healthy, and all would be well.

“She’s here. And she’s absolutely gorgeous- healthy too.”

The Delivery Room.

You had seen a multitude of beautiful people in your life, your wife being one of them. Some days you just looked at her and thought, ‘Wow. Out of all of the people in the world, I got her.’ It was a common thought you had, but never about anyone but Z.

But as you held such a little bundle of joy- such an angel in your arms, and as you felt her tiny hand wrap around your finger, you knew.

You knew that this little girl was one of the most beautiful human beings you had ever laid eyes on. You felt so lucky to be blessed to know she would call you ‘Momma’ or ‘Mommy’. And it was in that moment you decided that you would do everything you could- ever- to protect her from all of the dangers of the world, to keep her safe, and always smiling.

Miss Skylar Rose Coleman was born on October 10th at 9:42 A.M. Daya wouldn’t stop calling her ‘Spooky Baby!’ because every time she said it she earned a little smile from her. Skylar Rose had the most beautiful curly brown hair you had ever seen, and quite a head of it considering she had just been born. She cried when she first came out, but after that, she stayed quite silent. The doctors were worried for a moment, thinking something was wrong (which almost send you into a full panic attack), but soon learned she was just fine as long as she had some lovin’.

As soon as the nurses dared to pull the little one away from you or Zendaya’s arms, screams could be heard throughout the whole hospital. And though you told her to “Shhhh,” You didn’t really want her to. That was her way of showing you that she already loved you, and that was something you would never forget.

1 month.

“Daya!” You screamed upstairs. The woman quickly ran down the spiral staircase wearing a tank and shorts, her bushy brown hair pulled up into the messiest bun you had ever seen.

“What?!” She asked worriedly, and you could tell you had scared her.

“Look, just look.” You picked up Skylar from the floor and held her close to you. “Who does Momma love? Does Momma love…Daya?”

A quick grunt was heard from Skylar and the most unpleasant facial expression show on her face. Zendaya raised a brow and chuckled as she watched, fully amused.

“Oh, that’s right!…Does Momma love Skylar?”

Instead of the past reaction, this time the little angel cooed with a smile, blinking a bit as her lips turned to a satisfied ‘O’.

“See! Baby knows who Momma really loves more.” You teased, placing Sky in between some pillows for some supervised tummy time.

“Hmmm, I don’t know. I still think Momma loves me more.” Z replied, wrapping her arms around you from the back, her face comfortably fitting into the crook of your neck. She peppered kisses against it, causing you to shiver a bit.

“Shhhh.” You said spinning around and facing her. “Don’t tell Sky this but…I still love her more!” You giggled pulling away.

Daya shook her head laughing, sitting on the floor next to Sky. “I love you.”

“I love you too-” you replied, but were quickly cut off by a jokingly snarky Zendaya.

“Oh, is that you Y/N?! I was talking to Sky!”

4 months.

“Come on angel girl, you can do it!” You and Z cheered as though you two were cheerleaders at a (very soft?) football game.

But no, you were simply sitting on the floor with a very determined baby girl that you were lucky enough to call your daughter in front of you. She was trying to roll over, and god she was close. The doctor told you two not to force it, which meant not helping her to do it, and to let her do it herself. So you two weren’t per se forcing her- a bit of cheerful encouragement couldn’t hurt.

Just moments after you two had begun cheering her on, she rolled over completely- and Z got it on tape. You two burst into excitement, attacking the small child with kissies and little huggies. She beamed with joy and absolutely loved all of the attention.

You and Z knew from a very very young age that Sky would be a little show stopper. You both knew she would be gorgeous- which was something else within itself, but the way that girl did stuff just to get one of her Mommies’ attention was unreal. Put her down for two seconds? Suddenly it’s time for a diaper change. Gotta use the bathroom for two minutes? You come back to her striking a pose in the crib. It was quite precious though, the way she loved you two endlessly. And all you and Zendaya did was love her back just as much.

The press tended to ask you a lot of the exact same question. Since you and Z had decided on not bringing Skylar up in the public eye quite yet, that’s all they seemed to have questions about. The most common one was always, “Is little Skylar Rose spoiled at all?” And every time, the same answer.

“Yes.”

8 months.

‘They grow up so fast!’

Something you had heard your whole life and was so tired of hearing.

Until you started saying it.

You never realized how truthful the statement was, you still couldn’t believe your baby- your Skylar Rose was almost one year. She was crawling, babbling, feeding herself and playing with toys. It seemed as though she was trying to say words, and the growth was incredible to watch.

You talked to her often, she loved your voice. Whenever she would cry, all you had to do was talk to her and away went the tears. And don’t even get me started with when Daya started singing.

Sky was getting even more clingy, and at a whopping 21 pounds, it was harder to carry her as much as you usually did. Of course, that didn’t stop you from acting like your baby was velcro to you. Though Zendaya started trying to convince you that you should let your baby be a bit more independent, crawl more places and get to the walking stage, you honestly didn’t listen.

It was a warm June day the first time Skylar said both of your names. After doing a bit of research you learned that it was quite rare for a baby to officially start babbling names on repeat out of nowhere, so you felt blessed. The three of you- excuse me, four, Noon was included as well- sat on a light blue picnic blanket in the backyard. Skylar ate her applesauce as you and Z talked whilst eating sandwiches. And in the midst of the conversation came:

“Momma! Zee-Zee!”

You practically choked on the sandwich, while Z actually did.

“DID SHE JUST-” she sputtered out through coughs.

“SHE DID-” you exclaimed in awe, partly patting her back but mostly focusing on Skylar.

“Toon!” Sky giggled pointed at Noon, who scooted closer to her and placed his head by her feet. He had already embraced the name, he knew Sky didn’t say it right, but hey- it was an attempt.

Quickly pulling out your phone you turned on the camera. “Say it again cutie patootie!”

“Momma, Zee-Zee!”

“SHE SAYS TOON TOO LISTEN-” You screamed excitedly.

Sure enough, after 30 seconds of dead anticipation filled silence, out squealed Sky. “Toon,” she said softly, placing her chubby hand onto his fur. You dropped the camera as you hugged Z, both of you welling up with emotion and a sense of pride. “She’s not even 10 months yet this usually happens at 10 months-”

You usually didn’t post videos of Sky on social media, now and then maybe a rare picture. But this video was going up immediately.

1 year.

“Happy Birthday to youuuuu!”

Skylar Rose Coleman was officially a year old.

You called your baby a genius- she may not have been, but you still couldn’t believe how early she started talking. The doctors said it was due to you and Z never shutting up around her- Sky wanted to join the conversation too!

Now she had longer nails, longer hair. She had the cutest little button nose that had barely changed in the year you had raised her, and the tiniest fingers and little toes. She had the cutest laugh and the most gorgeous smile- she was a little person now, not just a small being that lived off of milk and crawled around looking for toys. She had a personality, she understood what was going on around her. It was quite scary to think that she was growing so fast, already beginning to comprehend things.

You grinned as you watched Tom smash cake in his hands just like Skylar did. The first birthday party was quite the success, everyone that knew Skylar loved her just as much as you two did. This resulted in gifts from not only friends and family that were invited to the party, but from people all over the world. A total of 1,798 gifts had been given to publicists, managers, or to you and Z personally on outings to give to Sky on her 1st birthday.

‘He’s such a mature man.” You joked to Z pointing towards Tom. Now he was putting the cake on his face, getting quite the laugh out of both Jake Gyllenhaal and Skylar.

“Mhm, remember when you used to be so jealous of that mature man?”

“Oh shut up, I was never jealous!” You defended yourself, knowing you were lying. Watching Zendaya and Tom together used to completely boil your blood, especially considering the rumors you and everyone else heard about them.

“Why do you spend more time with Tom than me?! Am I not good enough?!” She mocked you.

“One time- and that was like 3 years ago, how do you even remember that?!”

“I remember because that was the exact moment I decided that I was going to ask you to marry me.”

You smiled a bit and shook your head. “I love you…We did this. Can you believe it?”

“Can I believe I kept a living thing alive that wasn’t a plant or a dog alive for a full year? No, I can’t.”

You laughed wrapping your arms around her neck. “There are so many more years to come, Baby.”

“And I can’t wait to spend every single one of those years with you…by the way, the way that dress is hugging your body…”

“Damnit Daya can’t we have one romantic moment?!” You joked. She knew you loved the attention, both her girls did, you and Sky.

“Oh, I can get romantic if you’d like me to…you know Sky has started sleeping pretty much through the whole night now.”

“Mhm.”

“And there’s a lot of things I would absolutely love to do that we haven’t properly done in the past year.”

“Oh really now?

“Lemme just say be glad you’re not a man.”

“And why should I be glad about that?

“Because well…we would probably be making another baby.”

Your lips parted as you looked up at her and shook your head. “What am I going to do with you?!”

“Right now I would like to think that you are going to go cut me a piece of cake!”

“The way your moods change- and yes, I will. But before I do, one other thing.”

“Yeah?”

“I love you Zendaya Maree Stoermer Coleman.”

“I love you Y/F/N Y/M/N Coleman.”

“Forever!” You called back to her as you walked away and over to Sky.

“Foreva!” Sky giggled, smearing a bit of cake on your face as you leaned down to give her a kiss.

Yep, definitely a genuis.

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sarohara · 4 years ago

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You both like dance.

Stranger: M

Stranger: not here for nudes

You: Hey

You: Neither me ahahha

You: that zzzzzz

Stranger: hahah

Stranger: nice meeting you

Stranger: what's your name?

You: nice meeting youu dude

You: Sarah it's my name.

Stranger: Nice meeting you Sarah

You: Actually Alie Sarah

Stranger: how old are you?

You: um. i'm 17.

You: how old r u?

Stranger: 18

Stranger: wanna play 20 questions?

You: yea why not

Stranger: Dogs or cats

You: wait. i didn't ask ur name. whats ur name?

You: Cats>>>

Stranger: Im jon

Stranger: not snow

You: Not snow AHAHHAHA

Stranger: I have a cat named Hope

You: Oooh hope

You: It's an amazing name

Stranger: She's so petite that she falls asleep on my tummy everyday

You: ahahahahhahahahahh aw!!!

Stranger: hahah she's AWWDORABLE

You: okay lemme rephrase

You: AWWWDORABLE*

Stranger: hahahhaa

Stranger: your turn to ask

Stranger: I like your vibe tbh

Stranger: you are fun

You: Actually, ur fun.

You: hahahaha

You: um okay

Stranger: haha thanks

You: indie or rock?

You: or none of

Stranger: Hip Hop

You: ohhh i dance hip hop!!!

Stranger: damn, that's hot

You: hot? AHAHAHHA if u say so

Stranger: I love Hip hop dancer

Stranger: dancers

You: oh thanks then :))

You: we appreciate that

You: ahahha

Stranger: hahhaa

Stranger: walk on the beach while holding hands? yes or no

You: nah, just if ur my boyfriend or best friend. ahahah

You: or mom. who knows.

Stranger: hahaha okaay

Stranger: do you have a bf?

You: good question.

Stranger: answer will be even better

You: um, i would say,.. i have someone. but i dunno if it's my bf.

Stranger: aw okaay

You: what about u?

Stranger: He's definitely missing out on something fr

Stranger: Nope

You: do u think so? i don't think so ahaha

Stranger: yes, you have a great personality

You: But how can u know that? ahah

Stranger: My gut feeling

You: Ooooh whoah

You: That's funny

You: and thanks :)

Stranger: hahah your welcome hon

You: what u doing here?

You: btw

Stranger: I wanted to talk to someone

Stranger: I get lonely sometimes

You: oh i feel you. sometimes.

You: do u wanna talk about it?

You: idk. just open up.

Stranger: Yeah i mean it gets depressing

Stranger: this life and shit

You: what's going on with life?

Stranger: I want to be a musician and nothing is going as planned

Stranger: so it gets tough sometimes and I dont have many friends to share this with

You: oh musician. that's awesome. but u know right...nothing's easy..but u can do it. i believe in you.

You: hey, what about me

You: i'm your friend now ahahah

Stranger: Thaanks, see I told you, That guy is missing out on something amazing

Stranger: yess you ARE <3

Stranger: THANKSS

You: Awwwww my goodness

Stranger: cuddling on top of a mountain under a million stars? yes or no

You: Yeaa 100%

Stranger: sooo romantic <3

Stranger: under warm sheets, near a bon fire

You: yea quite romantic ahahah <3

You: i'm not that kind of person btw but yea

Stranger: what kind?

You: romantic

Stranger: ah okaay

Stranger: i undestand

You: yea yea yea

You: what time is it?

You: random question

You: ur from texas right.

Stranger: 10pm

You: lemme say something

You: u skipped me. when i was about to show u a song. i got sad aahhaha but no hard feeling

Stranger: am*

Stranger: really?

You: yeaaaaa

Stranger: OH NO WE GOT DISCONNECTED

Stranger: YOU SAID YOU WILL SEND THE LINK

You: YEAAAA EXACTLYYY

You: disconnected? i swear

You: i thought u skipped me

Stranger: yess

Stranger: No, wtf

Stranger: i was waiting for the link

Stranger: and the server went off

You: omegle sucks

Stranger: yeahhh

You: can i show the song now?

Stranger: can you send it now?

Stranger: yes

You: AHAHAHAHA

You: yea for sure

Stranger: oblique

You: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LoY6nmmjnHM

You: idk you yet by alexander 23.

Stranger: wait

Stranger: let me listen

You: take your time

Stranger: HIS VOICE IS SO GOOOD

Stranger: OMG THIS SONG MAKES ME MIS YOU HAHAHA

You: MISS MEEEE?

Stranger: how can you miss someone you've never seen

You: oh my goodness. i felt that.

You: i miss you too

Stranger: you cutieeee

You: ahahhahahaha

You: u know

You: I really like this song. it's a pity I can't show it to the whole world. but i could show u.

Stranger: yes im glad you shared it with me

You: yea i'm glad u like it.

Stranger: i loved it

You: aw, even better.

You: your turn. u should show me one.

Stranger: kisses on cheeks or forehead?

You: can i say both?

Stranger: yess you cannnn

You: both!!!

You: but forehead>>>

Stranger: I love kisses on forehead

Stranger: giving mosty

Stranger: mostly

You: that's so sweet

Stranger: feels so secure

You: yeaaa exactly!!!

Stranger: soft whispers during a back hug? yes or no

You: Aw yeaaa !!

You: what do u think?

You: yes or no

Stranger: I love it

Stranger: it's so romanticccc

Stranger: and sexy tooo

You: Well, lemme say.

You: She will be lucky.

Stranger: I Hope so

You: I'm sure

Stranger: can i keep asking?

Stranger: Im loving this convo

You: Yea go ahead. i have no plausible question but go ahead.

Stranger: kisses on lips or neck?

You: um. lips bc I have tickles ahahha

Stranger: hahahh so cute

Stranger: i love kissing on lips too

You: Yea, well, everyone does. i guess ahahah

Stranger: hahah

Stranger: I hope my questions are not making you feel uncomfortable

You: nah ur fine ahahah

You: if I feel uncomfortable, i'll let u know.

Stranger: Lip biting while kissing? yes or no

Stranger: yes please do

You: Yea. I mean, yea.

You: abhahaha

Stranger: hahaha dont be shy

Stranger: you can be open to me

You: well, i mean...it's natural u know, u just don't think before u do it, you just do it.

Stranger: ikrrrr

You: yeaaa

You: and i'm not being shy oke ahahah

Stranger: hahah

Stranger: yess okaay

You: yessss so whaaat

Stranger: French kissing? yes or no

You: well, what that means?

Stranger: kissing with tongue

You: is it french kissing? ahahah i didn't know that lol

Stranger: Yes hahaha

You: I mean, in Brazil we always do it. ahahah good to know that it's from French ahgah

Stranger: hahaha

You: france*

Stranger: do you like kisses with a lot of spit?

You: ahahahhaha i have no clue!!!

Stranger: hahahah okaay

You: what about u?

Stranger: Yeah i love me

Stranger: in *

Stranger: I like it messy

You: oh okay then. so yea as well ahhaha

You: messy? lmao

Stranger: yes with a lot of saliva and tongue

Stranger: really dirty

You: Oh i get that ahah

Stranger: hahaha sorry, too much info ig

You: ahahah a lil bit

You: ur fine ahah

Stranger: haha thanks

Stranger: cuddling on bed or couch

You: and does it make any difference?

Stranger: hahah ig not

You: i mean, bed seems more comfy.

Stranger: ik, more space more love

Stranger: fav cuddling position?

You: the position that's most comfortable lol ahahha

You: nah i'm kidding.

Stranger: hahaha

You: i dunno. i mean, whatever, cuddling is cuddling.

Stranger: yeah makes sense

Stranger: kissing while cuddling?

Stranger: yes or fuck yes

You: aw ahahha hell yea

Stranger: it's the best

You: ikrrr

Stranger: a place you love being kissed?

You: Forehead? Lips? both.

Stranger: hahah i love it

You: aahhaha yea i know that

Stranger: hahahha

Stranger: feeling eachother while cuddling? yes or no

You: how is it possible, i mean, cuddling without feeling each other?

Stranger: it is lol

Stranger: he can wrap his legs around her pull her closer and feel her with my hands

You: Oooh

You: Yea sure

Stranger: his* ooops

You: Yea yea i get that ahaha and hell yea

Stranger: massaging your booobs from the back? yes or no

You: uuum. i dunno. i mean, yea?

Stranger: hahah okaay

Stranger: too much?

You: maybe

Stranger: sorry shit

You: ur fine

Stranger: you are super fine like fine wine

You: like fine wine? HAHAHA whatever that means. im fine

You: i mean, just don't make it too awkward

Stranger: yeah I wont

Stranger: you ask me a few

You: i have no ideia. i mean, u already asked everything ahahah u know,

Stranger: guys in underwear or boxers

You: boxers?

You: yea

You: sounds good

You: ahhahah lmao

Stranger: hahhaha you dirty girl

You: I ammm nooot

You: lmao

Stranger: you sure?

You: i'm preeetty sure

Stranger: okaay hahahaa

Stranger: i can make you one

You: make what?

Stranger: girl <3

You: nah im fine like that ahaha

You: oh ahjahahha

You: my girl**

Stranger: hahah yesss

You: sounds a quite better like that

Stranger: okaay

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years ago

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Dragon’s roar (YGO)

Joey had a sinking feeling in his gut as he was on his way home from work. normally on a Friday night, and a payday at that, he'd of been happy to make his way back to his new home he shared with his loving boyfriend and his semi new little brother, the Kaiba boys, but he'd caught a glimpse of Mokuba and Yugi in a car heading for the turtle game shop. which meant if Mokuba was having a sleepover and it was date night.. "Aw fuck. I'm gonna be in huggies t'night." Joey groaned, getting a look of confusion from a nearby corporate type who was on his cell phone. "Mind yer own business." Joey huffed and sulked. Seto was a loving boyfriend, and spoiled Joey rotten in so many ways. Joey didn't need to walk to and from his security job at a mall, or even needed the job itself truth be told. But Joey liked to be able to be independent which sadly was a concept his loving boyfriend had some problems with. 'Ya would think someone who was taking collage classes and running a billion dollar company would get it.' Joey thought, slowing his walk down now that he knew what was waiting for him. Despite being seen as a cold and distant person by 90 percent of the world, Joey knew that under that layer of ice was..well more ice. but under THAT layer..well OK more ice. But if you dug down deep enough, there was this giant teddy bear that just wanted to hug you and pamper you. literally. and when Seto got in daddy mode, only one thing would get in his way of whining and begging Joey to let him pad him up. Mokuba. There was a reason Joey had been trying to start a Friday night tradition of pizza and movies but apparently Seto had been able to bribe his brother out of the house. 'And now I'm gonna get home and he's gonna have a pack of those freaking pampers out..and how the hell did he manage to get pampers to make diapers in my size anyways?! ...No you know what? I'm putting my foot down this time. I'm gonna go, have a beer, enjoy a few slices and maybe then I'll think about it!' Joey thought to himself, picking up the pace and walking though the front gate of the mansions yard, then slumped again. "...Oh who am i fucking kidding. it's gonna be milk and baby food and crapping myself tonight. He's taking me clubbing tomorrow night now though!" Joey muttered to himself. walking in he didn't even get a chance to call out that he was home before Seto was standing in front of him, holding up one of the thick massive pamper brand diapers. "Pleassssse?" Seto said and gave joey puppy eyes. "..I'm gonna draw up a list of demands and you're gonna cave into everyone of them. but yes. just let me get a shower first." Joey said, wondering again if the sweet and loving and rational boyfriend Seto was 90 percent of the time was worth the other 10 percent. "Deal!" Seto squealed and went to go and finish getting things ready.

Seto hummed and was grinning ear to ear as he laid out the diaper, some boosters, and a cute little outfit for the cutest big baby in the world, thinking about just how easy it had been to get Mokuba out of the house. One little fake rant about how he'd destroy the pharaoh and the like and Mokuba had asked to stay out for the night, tired of the crazy. The servants were given the night off so him and his adorable little big toddler could just cuddle and play and Seto was so lost in his thoughts he missed it as Joey tried to get his attention, till the wet towel hit him in the back of his head. "...really?" "hey, you want a big toddler, better learn ta pay attention." Joey said and shrugged and held up his hands. "...Your lucky your cute you know that?" "excuse me, but out of the two of us here, who's pushing their luck more?" Joey asked and winked, strolling over and then jumping up and turning mid jump to land on his back on the bed. "heh. Ok I'll give you that. Now did you go poo poo or pee pee at daycare today little guy?" Seto asked, getting into character and lightly tickling Joey's tummy. Joey rolled his eyes,he still wasn't on board with referring to his job as daycare, but taking a deep breath he switched on that baby tone that made Seto melt. "I went pee pee in the potty dis many times t'day daddy." He said and held up three fingers as a blush came to his face. "and I went all by myself!" "Oh my! Such a big boy!" Seto praised. "Daddies still gonna diaper you though since you have a stinky present in your tummy tum just waiting to come out." Seto coo'ed and then leaned down and tickled Joeys tummy more. "Who's got a big stinky present in his tummy tum? you do! yes you do!" knowing full well just how ticklish Joey's sides were Seto targeted them next, making the blond 20 year old yelp and burst into a fit of giggles. "ah! No fair! Cheating!" Joey cried out, trying to get free. "Noooo tickles!" "Sorry little guy, But i"m channeling the tickle monster, and you're monster food!" Seto chuckled. "Ahahahaha n-no stop ahahahaha W-wait I'm gonna!" Joey tried to wheeze out a warning between his laughs and Seto realized seconds to late maybe he should of stopped. Of course by then Joey was peeing on the front of his shirt and Seto stopped. "..I uh..had a big gulp on the way home." Joey said sheepishly, poking two fingers together as the flow finally stopped. "...I'm gonna choice to believe that was done to give me the full experience." Seto said and then lifted Joey off the bed, and onto a back up changing mat on the floor.

Joey was mortified as Seto powered him and got him tapped in the bulky white diaper, and found himself sucking on his thumb and blushing while Seto got out a different outfit for him. while his little accident had managed to avoid the diaper, the light blue short-alls and white diaper shirt hadn't of been so lucky. 'Now der's irony fer ya.' Joey thought, slurping away at his thumb. it was a bad habit he was picking up for all the date nights that turned into baby nights and it was starting to spill over to his big boy time. just the other day at work he'd had to claim he'd banged his thumb when busted by a co-worker. it was also a case of irony that even Seto wasn't a fan of the thumb sucking, which was shown as he turned around with a dark purple t-shirt and a pair of dark green shorts and scowled. "What do you think o- Little man! what have I told you about sucking your thumb?" Seto scolded Joey, coming over and setting the clothes down and pulling the thumb out with a pop. "Uhhh dat's good eating?" the diapered 20 year old tried, really feeling like he WAS just a 2 year old. "strike one." Seto said, trying not to smirk, as he reached into the diaper bag. "Thumbs like boyfriends are made for sucking?" Joey said and gave his best 'I'm so cute you can't be mad' smile. "Maybe tomorrow if your good tonight. Last chance." Seto said and his mouth was twitching badly as he tried to stay stern. "...Little boys thumbs has germs on it and they should be sucking on paci's." Joey huffed and pouted. He just couldn't explain it, but Joey was of the view that hands down, his thumb tasted and felt better in his mouth then any of the many different pacifiers that they had tried. It was a semi holy quest of Seto's to find one that Joey wouldn't have a fuss about. Opening his mouth for the large nipple of the new paci, and noting it was at least black like his red eyes, Joey gave it a few experimental suckles. "well?" Seto asked. 'shit..dis one actually feels pretty good.' Joey thought, though he made a show of it and shrugged but kept nursing as Seto helped him sit up. with the paci in his mouth Joey instinctively became a lot more willing to play along, raising his arms for daddy and letting him tug the shirt on. then letting daddy help him stand and putting his hands on daddies shoulders while he stepped into his shorts, which were then tugged up. Then he sat on a bed of the bed he hadn't of soaked and raised his feet up as Daddy tugged up some white socks with the red eyes black dragon on them and grinned around his paci. "heh, I'm sorry we haven't gotten your red eyes shirt back from the dry cleaners left after last time. I still wanna know how you managed to turn your pasta into a paste and got it all over yourself though." Seto chuckled. Normally a statement like that would of had Joey all blushy, but again, this time.. He just smirked and flexed his arms. "oh i see. and here i am without tickets to the gun show." Seto teased and tapped a finger on Joey nose. Seto held out a hand for Joey to take, since normally Joey insisted on walking (or crawling if Seto triple diapered him) rather then be carried but he just felt all small and little and held out his arms for uppies. "...You..You sure?" Seto asked, grinning ear to ear, and Joey nodded. "...I'm buying the company that made that pacifier." Seto chuckled and lifted joey up and sat him on his hip, a arm under Joeys well padded tush. Joey leaned in and snuggled into daddy as he wrapped his legs around him and gurgled softly behind his paci as daddy carried them downstairs.

Seto couldn't get over the change in behavior from Joey's normal big baby time to this time. there was no eye rolling, no smart ass remarks.when he'd sat Joey on a blanket on the floor with some toys, he'd gone and grabbed a stuffie of the red eyes and then scooted on his diaper butt, not even crawling, scooted, over to the couch and crawled up and snuggled into him. "you sure you don't wanna play with your toys little guy?" Seto asked. Joey shook his head no and snuggled in more and Seto for a second was worried about melting into good and getting sucked up but the couch's cushions. Seto put on a episode of Lil duelers for Joey and just kept looking at the little guy who was watching the show sure, but also seemed to be getting a little sleepy. about half way though Joey started to squirm a little bit and started to look up at Seto and then at the screen then back up at Seto and whined softly behind his paci. "whats wrong buddy?" Seto asked. if Joey was gonna keep the paci in his mouth this was going to get a little bit vexing to drag out what he wanted all the time, but Seto figured a few minutes of back and forth with the big baby was well worth the price of this cuteness. Joey whined again and then with one hand hugging his stuffie to his chest, he reached up and grabbed left hand and put it on back of his shorts, so his hand was on Joey's butt. "heh, I thought someone hated bum pats?" Seto asked, and Joey whined and gave him a pleading look. "ok ok, patting! don't give me that look again! You made me feel like a monster for not patting right away!" Seto said, half joking. the little guy giggled behind his paci and as Seto started patting and rubbing his butt Joey closed his eyes in bliss and snuggled in as much as he could. "So I guess this means anytime I wanna stop argument with you all i need to do is pop a paci in your mo-" Seto was saying when a muffled fart came out of Joey's behind, and Seto swore he could feel the heat from it. "heh, did you just wanna fart on daddies hand?" Seto asked, and Joey shook his head no, but his eyes were shut tight. it didn't look like his 'I'm so ashamed' face and Seto went to say something else when a second, louder and more forceful fart came out, followed but a rapid fire series of smaller ones. "Ohhh I see. Somebody wants bum pats while he makes daddy a present." Seto chuckled, and Joey nodded. His eyes were still closed but as Seto realized now, it was because he was bearing down and trying to speed up a bowel movement, or in baby term: make daddy a present as soon as possible. More farts now and Seto was thankful for the oder guard in the diapers, though he was still thinking he should of doubled diapered Joey as his hand was getting a little toasty. Joey was staining and pushing, and starting to work up a little bit of a sweat and Seto frowned. "Joey buddy, I know you wanna be a good boy and make me a present, but you can't just force it like this. you're gonna hurt yourself an-" Seto was saying in a gentle voice when with one mighty effort, the back of Joey's diaper started to expand. Normally Joey would of tried to hide, or pouted to use the potty before taking a dump in a diaper, but this time he was being such a good little boy even as the living room filled with the funk of his gift to daddy. The diaper and shorts by extension took on a interesting shape as Joey grunted and pushed. instead of just puffing out like it would normally do, it was making a semi triangle shape as it pushed out, causing the shorts to slide down. '...what the hell did he eat?' Seto thought but kept that to himself even as the smell had him taking shallow breath. 'Ok, no more food court lunches for him. I'm packing his lunch from now on.' As the bowel movement finished up, Seto rubbed Joey's back (he had switched from the boys butt when the lump had started to form and coo'ed softly at him. "All done now champ?" Seto asked. Joey looked more tired then before, his eyelids struggling to open up but he nodded his head. "Ready for a diapie change then?" Seto chuckled, and to his shock, Joey shook his head no. Normally Joey hated staying in a poopie diaper, and it was Seto who had to beg him to sit in it just for a few extra minutes. 'Go figure, the one time he's actually stinking the place up..' Seto thought. "Ok buddy. we'll let you take a little power nap, then change you, ok?" Seto asked. Joey gave a sleepy nod and then shut his eyes, gurgling and coo'ing as he drifted off to dream land. "...Your a toxic little mud butt. but your worth it." Seto said, stroking Joey's hair and smiling till anther loud fart came out into the back of the blond waste filled diaper. "But don't push it." Seto chuckled.

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