#paperbag shorts

[anielskaaniela]

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[bllueyonders]

Why Paperbag Joggers Are the Ultimate Fashion Staple This Season?

The paperbag jogger trend is redefining comfort and style in everyday wear. Known for their high waist, cinched look, and relaxed fit, paperbag joggers bring a chic twist to traditional joggers. From casual weekend outings to chic office attire, these versatile pants have become a must-have staple in wardrobes everywhere. Let's explore what makes paperbag joggers so popular and how to style them for different occasions.

What Are Paperbag Joggers?

Paperbag joggers combine the structured look of a paperbag waist with the relaxed, comfortable fit of joggers. The paperbag waist is characterized by a high rise that gathers around the waist with an elastic or drawstring band, often with a slight ruffle effect at the top. This style accentuates the waist while giving a laid-back, roomy fit through the legs. With the jogger-style tapered ankle, they offer both a flattering silhouette and a cozy feel.

Why Paperbag Joggers Are a Wardrobe Essential

Effortless Comfort: Made with soft fabrics like cotton blends, twill, or linen, paperbag joggers are perfect for all-day wear. The loose fit through the legs provides freedom of movement, while the elastic waist makes them easy to slip on and off.

Flattering on All Body Types: The cinched waist on paperbag joggers creates an hourglass effect, accentuating the waist and elongating the legs. This makes them universally flattering for all body shapes and sizes.

Versatile Styling: Paperbag joggers can be dressed up or down, making them incredibly versatile. Pair them with casual sneakers for a relaxed day out or elevate the look with heeled boots for a chic night out.

Styling Paperbag Joggers

Here are some ways to make the most out of this trendy yet timeless piece:

Casual Day Look: For a comfortable and stylish day outfit, pair your paperbag joggers with a fitted T-shirt or tank top. A tucked-in shirt highlights the paperbag waist and keeps the look clean. Add some white sneakers and minimal jewelry to keep it simple yet chic.

Office Ready: Paperbag joggers can be styled for work with a structured blouse or button-up shirt. A fitted blazer over the top will add sophistication to the relaxed look of the joggers. Complete the outfit with loafers or block heels for an effortlessly polished appearance.

Night Out: For a stylish evening look, choose a satin or silk top and tuck it into your paperbag joggers. Add statement earrings, a clutch, and some strappy heels. This contrast between casual joggers and a luxurious top creates a balanced, fashion-forward look.

Seasonal Twist: Layer a cozy sweater over your paperbag joggers for colder days. Add ankle boots and a long coat for a chic winter look, or opt for a cropped sweater in the fall to maintain the high-waisted effect.

Choosing the Right Pair of Paperbag Joggers

When shopping for paperbag joggers, consider the fabric and fit. Cotton or linen joggers are great for casual wear, while leather or faux leather options give an edgier, more dressed-up look. Look for joggers with a slightly tapered leg and an elasticated waistband for maximum comfort and style.

Why Paperbag Joggers Are Here to Stay

The blend of style, comfort, and versatility has made paperbag joggers a lasting trend. Their ability to effortlessly bridge the gap between casual and chic makes them ideal for modern, on-the-go lifestyles. Plus, their flattering silhouette has universal appeal, making them a favorite for everyone, regardless of age or body type.

So, if you haven’t yet tried paperbag joggers, now is the perfect time to add them to your wardrobe. Whether you’re heading to the office, out for coffee, or just relaxing at home, these joggers provide a stylish yet comfortable option for any occasion.

[ghostofhyuck]

09:52 PM

"You went out to the mall...with Jaemin?" he asked. 

You nodded, dropping the paperbags you and Jaemin bought. 

"Without me?" 

"You said you have a schedule today," you answered. 

"It was a short schedule, I told you it's only a morning schedule," he explains. 

You only smiled. You can see how sulky he was when he learned that you spent the day with his best friend. You know that a part of you is at fault that you didn't inform him earlier but it's just at the mall, plus Jaemin doesn't want Jeno to know too. 

But since it might cause a drama, you have to tell him the truth. 

"Jeno, Jaemin wanted to buy his girlfriend a promise ring," you explained. "I accompanied him because we have the same finger size and he wanted my opinion too." 

"Was finding a ring so hard that it took you a day to find the right one?"

"Well, would you do the same?"

You were answered with silence. Jeno could only let out a sigh as he hugs you close to him. 

"I'm sorry." 

"It's cute that your jealousy is showing," you teased.

"Well next time, maybe tell me that you're hanging out with my members so that I wouldn't act like this."

"I'll think about, it's rare for you to be this jealous."

[biteofcherry]

"Needy little thing." Steve chuckles, tapping your tongue with his thumb.

When you chase it with your mouth as he tries to pull away, he lets you suck on it.

"Awfully needy, I'd say. And naughty," Bucky laughs as he peeks into a pink paperbag you brought home from the bachelorette party you attended.

Steve looks at him and Bucky grins, emptying the contents onto the coffee table.

Some candies wrapped in shiny paper spill out, along with a sky-blue dildo, red ball-gag, and small bottle of lube.

"Won them in contests," you say proudly, the champagne still bubbly in your blood.

You suck Steve's thumb into your mouth again, then release it with a pop. You crawl forward, moving from your spot between the two of them on the couch to climb into Steve's lap.

"I'm afraid to ask what kind of contests," his eyes darken as your already short dress rolls up.

"Can't tell you. What happens at bachelorette party, stays at bachelorette party. But-" a mischievous grin spreads on your lips-

"I can tell you that being fucked by the two of you on a regular really helps honing skills needed to win that sort of competition."

"Yeah?" Bucky leans against your side, hand sliding down your ass and between your thighs. "How about we test your winning streak?"

"We'll set a task for you using the items you brought home and if you win, you get to cum."

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝓘 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓨𝓸𝓾 (say it back): Sour 🔞

You know people think you're just using him. And he knows that people think he's just getting used by you. And maybe it's time for him to stand up, and make some things clear.

Tags/Warnings: Girly!Reader, Introvert!Jungkook, non-idol AU, opposites attract AU?, established relationship, Angst, Major Fluff, some drama, Slice of Life (like Good Girl AU for example), mc is kook's biggest simp, kook is kind of overwhelmed by her love sometimes, but it's fine they both cute, Jealousy oh no, possessive kook!, multiple rounds, boob slapping like.. once, cumplay, creampie oops²

Length: Long, didn't count oops

A/N: There is no taglist. There is no taglist. There is no taglist. There is no-

-> Masterlist

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"Ah, by the way!" His trainer asks, while Jungkook quietly unwraps his hands after his boxing training. "I wanted to ask you, who was that girl you were with when you came here earlier?" He asks, referring to you.

Jungkook doesn't really know any other girls besides you, after all. So it has to be you- you've tagged along to the boxing studio with him, leaving him to walk inside on his own however since he'd offered to simply take you along, so you could go to your appointment at the hair salon while he was working out, and bring you back home once he was done.

"..my girlfriend." Jungkook says, continuing to unwrap his other hand before flexing the fingers a bit. It's a bit odd to say it out loud- but not a bad-odd. Just unfamiliar.

Maybe because he doesn't say it much.

Maybe he should.

"Really?" His trainer wonders, looking genuinely surprised for a second as he looks at Jungkook- who feels a bit challenged, almost. Jungkook has noticed that the start contrast between you and himself has caused some people to look at him with almost something akin to pity- as if he's the prey in the cougars claws, about to be chewed and spit out once you're done with him. He gets it- but at the same time, it irritates him to no ends, because you're pretty much the sweetest cursing little angel he's ever met up to this point.

So it's unsurprising that his answer might sound a bit more offended than he's intending it to. "Yes." He answers, brows lowering.

"Oh, wow." His trainer seems to catch up on his mood. "No offense, really! Just- surprising, you know?" He tries to explain himself. "You're always so quiet, and you know… Are you sure she's in it for the right reasons?" He asks, and at that, Jungkook puts everything down to look up at his trainer with a serious face.

"What are you implying?" He demands to know.

"Man, I'm just saying! You know, I know girls like that. They use guys like you! They might fuck you well but-" He tries. "-I just-"

"You want to fuck her instead, is that it?" Jungkook calls him out, and by the look on the guy's face, Jungkook had hit the jackpot. And just as he gets up to walk closer, the door opens, and you walk in with a rustling paperbag that smells like takeout food.

"Uh.. am I interrupting something?" You ask, a little unsure- and both men stare each other down for a bit longer, before Jungkook walks off to walk over to you instead, hand on the back of your neck as he gives you a short but heated kiss- rendering you a bit speechless for once. He's never this bold in public.

What's going on?

"I'll go shower real quick, okay?" He tells you, and you just dumbly nod, left by yourself as he walks past his trainer into the changing rooms and showers.

"I'm just- not gonna ask." You just say, more or less to yourself as you sit down in a chair close by, throwing one leg over the other before pulling out your phone.

"He's just having a bad day." The trainer tells you, walking closer. "So, you and him?" He asks, and you nod at that, big grin on your face.

"Yep!" You chirp, tapping away on your phone.

"Don't make him spend all his money on you." The trainer tells you, somewhat joking- though you can hear the hint of honest threat in his tone, which makes you stop what you're doing. "I know he's a softy, but come on. Just cause he's easy doesn't make it right." He says, and you become a bit insecure at that.

You know that's what most people must think of you- but hearing it said out loud makes it sting just a bit more.

You want to stand up for yourself like you always try to do- but somehow, you can't, not in this moment. Not because you don't want to- but because you're just realizing how little people think of Jungkook. You're not even the victim here. It's not your place to even be offended in the first place.

You can take the weird rumors about yourself, the glances and looks, the stereotypes and boxes people put you in. But the fact that just because Jungkook cares, and loves, and treats the people around him with kindness, he's seen as someone weak and pitiful, just makes you angry. Because if you stood up for him right now, it would only cause more issues- the guy in front of you would only feel validated in his opinion, would never let your boyfriend live it down that his own stupid dumb girlfriend had to defend his poor self from the world.

"I'll send you my cancellation for my membership via E-mail." Jungkook suddenly says as he emerges from the showers, grabbing his bag before he helps you stand up from your seat, brushing down the back of your skirt with his palm. He almost instantly reaches for your small bag as well, holding it for you while you put your phone away.

"Hey man, I was just looking out for you-" The trainer starts, but Jungkook puts himself between him and you as if to prove a point, calmly speaking.

"Don't. I'm very much capable of doing that myself." He says, simply takes his bag to throw over his shoulder before he takes your hand in his, and leaves the gym.

It's only in the car that you dare ask what's happened. "Is it because of me?" You wonder, and Jungkook perks up at that, face completely devoid of the anger he'd had just a few minutes ago.

"What do you mean?" He asks, even his voice not in the slightest irritated any longer.

"At the gym, earlier." You say, opening the paper bag to steal some fries for yourself. "Like, you said you'll cancel your membership and stuff. And you love boxing." You shrug, and he shakes his head.

"I think I just realized that I need to start putting my foot down." He offers, changing lanes as he drives you both home. "And the membership was also pretty overpriced anyways. There's other gyms I can check out." He tries to joke, though you don't seem too convinced next to him.

"You know I'm not using your for, you know, sex and money right?" You ask him, and his eyes widen. "Like, I really really do love you-" You begin, and he laughs.

"I know that, don't worry." He tells you. "Is that what he told you?" He wonders, and you shrug.

"Lot's of people think that." You huff to yourself. "Comes with the style, I guess. And like, I'm not mad about that- I don't really care if people think I'm a money-grabbing whore." You laugh, making him cringe. He doesn't like you talking about yourself like that. "But it just makes me mad that people think you're a pussy who needs to be babied all the time." You complain.

"So you're getting angry on my behalf?" He chuckles, and you nod, crossing your arms.

"I hate when people don't take you seriously." You huff to yourself, staying quiet the entire rest of the ride until you both reach his apartment where you're staying over at tonight- when his arms reach around you from the back, his face hiding in the crook of your neck where he kisses the skin.

"I love you."He hums, and you shiver at the sound of that sentence. He doesn't say it often, his love language non-verbal, rather expressing his feelings in acts of service or fleeting touches. So whenever he does say it, it's special. "And I'm.. really happy you're my girlfriend, you know that?" He says, and you shrug.

"I'm.. you know, I'm sorry I'm always so much trouble." You sigh, but he shakes his head.

"You're not." He denies. "I need to.. say it more often to people. You know. Stop introducing you as.. you, but as my girlfriend instead." He tells you.

"You don't have to-" You start, but he chuckles.

"No, I do." He argues gently. "Because I can't stand it when people think you're easy to get. Or that you're someone that's available in the first place." He complains, walking you closer to his small bedroom, where he suddenly picks you up and let's you fall on the bed, your body bouncing from the impact a little.

"Jung-" you start, but he's already crawling closer to you on hands and knees, leaning in.

"You're mine." He almost growls under his breath, kissing you feverishly. You're not sure what's gotten into him, but you're also not complaining- or maybe you do, as you hear fabric rip and buttons drop to the floor around the bedroom.

"kook!" You whine. "That was one of my favorites-!" You complain, while he's busy pulling your skirt from your legs.

"As if I care." He growls, before he pulls you closer by the backs of your knees. "I like that lingerie though." He almost purrs, hands pulling on the straps of the lace body, letting them snap back against your skin playfully so.

"Yeah I like it too-" You pout, crossing your arms. "-So don't break it." You huff, making him raise one of his brows before he moves to push your wrists into the bed up above your head.

"I won't promise anything." He comments, before he leans down to kiss you, lips eager to claim your breath while his hands roam around your body, grabbing onto the softness of your breasts before they travel lower, over your sides, stomach, one pulling your leg up, while the other moves between your legs.

Your toes curl as he finds a way to slip his palm inside, teasing you for a good while before he throws his shirt over his head, shedding the rest of his clothes as well, before he grabs at the lace bottom of the lingerie.

It rips as he creates an opening, making you whine.

"I'll buy you a new one." He hums, one of his hands pumping his cock before he guides himself into your leaking core, pushing in slowly to help you adjust. "I'll buy you ten, I don't fucking care."

"You'll rip them all.." you sigh partially because of the feeling of him filling you up like this.

"Damn right I will." He chuckles darkly, pulling out before he pushes back in.

It's the start of what you think you know by now- but he's catching you off guard as his hips move at an aggressive pace, skin against skin echoing in the room as he clenches his jaw, a hard grip on your thighs, making you wonder if he'll leave bruises.

You wouldn't mind if he did.

Your head spins as you're left taking whatever he gives you, one of his hands leaving your thigh to instead pull down some of the straps on the upper part, pulling out your tits for him to see freely move. He can't help but grab onto one of them, hold it before he slaps it once just to see how it feels.

You, meanwhile, feel like you're having an out of body experience. You can hear yourself moan almost obscenely, whining and whimpering as he pounds into you, but its like your body doesn't respond to you any longer, as you arch your back and curl your toes.

And like the devil he is, he doesn't slow down. Instead, he grabs your hips, and adjusts you to lay over his thighs, gaining the ability to aim even deeper inside. And your body freezes up as you hit your orgasm full force, thighs shaking violently as he slows a bit, erratically moving to reach his own high as well, your cunt clenching around him tightly.

And as he finally cums, pushed as far inside you as he can, he finally gains back the ability to year, and notice his surroundings.

Your chest is rising and falling rapidly, your eyes are closed, skin shining in a light layer of sweat as he can't help but run his hands over the pale pink lace lingerie covering your body.

You're just so pretty.

He moves the straps and lace around, helps you out of the garment, slipping out of your core for a moment, causing you to whine in complaint. "So pretty.." he hums, as he finally has full access to your bare skin, lips peppering kisses from your stomach up to your neck, hands never staying still. "All mine." He speaks against your skin, when you feel him suddenly harshly suck and bite at your neck and shoulder.

"J-jungk-" you stammer, legs rubbing against one another as he chuckles.

"Already wanting more?" He wonders, and you nod, hands clinging onto his arms. "Think you can take it?" He jokes, and you nod again.

"Please-" you beg, and he leans back, pulling you with him to straddle his lap, adjusting you properly on his still sensitive cock. You've never had sex in this position before,but you immediately decide that it's one of your favorite- the way he holds you, his body all over you, the way he's able to provide such an immense feeling of safety and comfort to you, is otherworldly almost.

Or maybe it's just jungkook himself. You're not sure.

He's overly sensitive but pushes through that first wall, moves a lot slower and more sensual now as he helps you bounce on his lap, before you instead start to roll your hips into his- earning a very vocal response from him as he holds onto your ass, assisting you in your motions while your hands are on his back, nails scratching a little over his skin.

And he loves it, loves the idea of wearing your marks just as much as you do his.

He really should show his love for you more often. It's still a bit odd to him why you're with him in the first place, but he should stop trying to figure that out- because that's not what it's all about, isn't it? Your relationship doesn't need any other reason to exist than live alone, and love is something you both have a lot of.

The love for your body, your mind, your soul. The love for the way you nap around whenever you can in the most random of places. The love for your random kisses you place on his cheek, on his neck, on his hands, on his shoulders. The love for your cooking, your care and your hugs at night.

He's got so much love for you, and he should show that.

He's sure he can't cum again, but he knows he's reaching his second orgasm however, hips moving erratically just like yours as you pick up your pace, lips chasing after his, as he licks at your lips, open mouthed kisses sharing breaths as you reach your highs.

You cling onto him for a good while after, feeling him fill you up once more as his cock spurts his release up your cunt, making it leak out down your legs, as he lays your limp body back down on the bed, pulling out.

His hand can't help but try and push his seed back in- and when he notices he can't, he instead uses it as lubricant to instead let his thumb circle over your pulling clit, a frail whimper coming from you as he softly lures another orgasm out of you, his breath finally normalizing as he watches his cum leak out of you.

He's tired, exhausted, but forces himself up at least to help you and him clean up and so you go pee, while he simply throws the stained sheets into the wash. Neither he nor you get dressed after showering and drying up, rather opting to sleep wrapped in simple blankets on the couch instead, holding each other close.

And the pain in his muscles the next time he wakes up is so worth it-

Just like the honestly amusing sight of you struggling to walk straight.

[haine-kleine]

A potential I wish I could see more of in this fandom is the League on their days off. Same way we briefly saw Jin before the Overhaul arc.

Just like the heroes, the villains have their villain costumes, which they put on for 'work'. Unlike the heroes, who are prevented from having this due to PR and public's overall perception of them, the villains can just take those costumes off to blend in with the crowd without being noticed. As we already know, for Shigaraki just taking off his 'family' is enough.

To Toga, the highschool girl uniform serves as a disguise similarly to how Monoma's hero costume does. But combined with her distinctive red spider lily hairstyle, it makes it fairly easy to recognize her. So on her days off crime duty, she dresses as a regular girl, sometimes stealing Shigaraki's hoodies, opting to experiment with her hairstyles.

Similarly to her, Twice's villain costume comes out only on the days they have work scheduled. Otherwise, he shows up on his regular civilian clothes. After Kamino, they tried to make him wear something else instead of his usual mask for secrecy reasons, but after he turned up with a paperbag on his head, Shigaraki mercifully allowed him to wear whatever he wanted.

Mister Compress tries to keep his fancy villain suit for memorable occasions (the state it was in by the My villain academia arc was truly devastating), so usually he dresses like this.

Spinner's Stain cosplay stays in the closet most of the time. Usually he joins Shigaraki's pajama party, especially during their gaming marathons. Due to his trauma, it's hard to get him to go outside and when he does, he tries to cover as much of his body as possible. Once Shigaraki notices this, he makes sure to join Spinner outside as often as he can. After Shigaraki decays two people who gave Spinner trouble for his quirk, Shuichi stops covering his face and hands as much. It's also the reason they targeted that heteromorphobic cult specifically in MVA introduction.

After his face being seen had led to them almost being captured, Dabi starts hiding himself behind long sleeved high collared hoodies and huge sunglasses. Compress and Toga attempt to make him dress more normal and channel his inner emo aesthetic more than amateur drug dealer, to no avail. Indoors, he tends to ditch the three layered black outfit and go for loose shirts and shorts that won't catch his staples by accident with one wrong move. Also, when no fateful meetings with oblivious family members are scheduled, he tends to forego doing his hair. Attempting to avoid infection from the chemical dye when you are a walking open wound is more hassle than it's worth, so for quick villain outings or his meeting with Hawks, he throws a cap or a hoodie on and calls it a day.

Shigaraki dresses exactly the same as he does when on villain duty, minus the hands. Even though it's convenient, it pisses him off how easy it is for him to blend in and go around unrecognized. When the League gets more popular and their merch replaces Stain's, even having Father on his face can get in the way of his recognition as the Symbol of Fear, when teenagers compliment him on his sick Shigaraki cosplay.

I'd say Kurogiri remains just as well dressed and proper as usual whether he is working at the bar, chaperoning Shigaraki or has a day off, but the image of him channelling his inner Shirakumo and going around naked is just too funny to pass up. He sends the entire League into hysterics, but he is mist, what improper is there about being mist without any clothes on?..

[darin-nidk]

I love You paparazzi Velvette x reader! Can you do a part 2 where Velvette finds out how the reader feels about her?

A/N.: Why, thank you! I am flattered. Let's see, it was a one-shot buuut I'll give it another go.

#Paparazzi • PT. II | Velvette x Reader.

Prev.|

Content: Manipulative behavior, stalking, obsessive Reader.

Velvette wasn't opposed to blinding loyalty, in fact, the young overlord felt incredibly proud and cheeky whenever someone offered (Y/N), —one of her most beautiful models, scouted on one of her 'free' days—, a better work proposal which her ever so stoic model rejected in the blink of an eye.

But this was... disturbing. Hell, Velvette felt fucking weirded out by this. A pit in her stomach, body trembling with disgust and yet... a breathless 'hah!' left past her lips which soon curved into an amused smile, a manicured hand running her fingers through her hair.

HOURS AGO.

(Y/N) was sick, bedridden even. And they claimed they'd be fine by the following day but Velvette worried since they were the face for her upcoming product and frankly, needed (Y/N) at the studio.

"Couldn't pick a better fuckin' time?!", Velvette yelled at her phone, the contact name being Dollface since (Y/N) was a quiet, obedient (to the point it was boring) — they let Velvette manhandle them, making them pose as if they were an articulated doll.

"Sorry", (Y/N) voice was raspy, clearly struggling to talk. Although a part of them was feeling excited (aroused), a twisted enjoyment upon being scolded in their weakest moment. Hot, fucking hot, getting Velvette's whole attention on them even if it was to get scolded. Shit. If they weren't already trembling from the fever, they'd be trembling with excitement. "I ah, tomorrow... I'll try to be there tomorrow".

"No", Velvette said, short and simple. "I'll drop by your place to give you some meds, did you even eat today?", a silence, the overlord groaned in annoyance. "(Y/N), doll, I need you to be healthy and pretty, not pretty and looking fuckin' sick, you think I need you to look like you died again? Fuck no".

Normally, Velvette would use the emergency contact or someone else instead of going herself but (Y/N) hadn't ever given a contact, only their adress.

Well, she could spare some time to make sure the face of her newest product was fine.

NOW.

Unlocking the door with a key (Y/N) had provided long ago, Velvette made her way inside. The place lacked personality, it was stylish but it was spotless as if no one was even living here. The overlord sighed, a small paperbag in her hands as she called for (Y/N) and followed the sounds of misery (poor model was puking).

But Velvette hadn't expected to walk into a room with dim lights that showed a shrine with her face plastered all over the place.

"The fuck is this?", her voice barely above a whisper as a reflex to take out her phone and take pictures yet she didn't upload it anywhere. This was some sort of... evidence, for what? She didn't know yet.

"Wait! Hngh, I ah, I can explain...", (Y/N) opened the door of the bathroom of their room, they looked miserable. Sweaty, drooling, unfocused eyes, shivering...

"You do need some explaining to do".

A reaction of... amusement. Curiosity. Disgust but not exactly showing signs of being repulsed.

Now this was entertainment.

[constantinerkives]

Million Dollar (Wo)Man // teaser, (M)

PAIRING: Hotel Magnate! Yoo Jimin x Fem! Reader WARNINGS: Sugar Mommy AU, college AU, age gap, OC is in her final year of college while YJM is 34, profanity, strangers to paramours, Chopard and Cannes Film Festival Karina, good lord. OC has a slight crush on the dean lmao. OC short-circuits when pretty, older women talk to her, smut, more warnings to come SYNOPSIS: Money in exchange for companionship? Why not! If only she wasn't the dean's half-sister. Yikes.

"Excuse me, miss," Your ears perk upon hearing an unfamiliar deep yet feminine voice. Sultry and alluring. "But have you seen Joohyun?"

Joohyun? Your brows furrow. How can someone say the dean's name so casually? 

You turn in the direction of the stranger, and your eyes subtly widen at the sight of the towering beauty behind you. Your eyes take in her appearance. Her long black hair was styled; slid back, allowing you to have a good glimpse at her smooth, fair countenance, familiar doe-shaped eyes framing those sharp, intelligent hazel-colored crevices. You mentally pick your jaw from the floor. 

"Joohyun?" Your voice came out as a squeak, and you fought the urge to palm your face. "You mean our dean?"

A playful grin curls on her plump lips, "Yes," Her hazel-colored eyes scour your features, "And my," She purrs, "Aren't you a beauty?" Your cheeks warmed as the woman continued: "I should count myself lucky for asking a pretty girl like you." A subtle shade of pink dust your cheeks as you clear your throat softly, "Thank you," You muse as you shift your weight from one foot to another. "How may I help you?"

"I'm looking for-"

"Karina," Your posture straightens upon hearing her authoritative voice. Irene takes a stand beside you. Her face turns in your direction with slight surprise before she regains her calm countenance and returns her gaze to the said stranger: Karina. 

"I see that you've met one of my students," The dean gestures a hand towards the raven-haired beauty. "Y/N, meet my..." She trails off before Karina's lips release a deep chuckle, shivers run down your spine, and your stomach churns at the sound. "Don't be shy now, Hyunnie." 

Hyunnie? 

Karina holds out her hand for you to shake, "I'm Karina Bae, her half-sister. And you are?" 

Half-sister? 

Oh

That explains the familiar features, and if you have to compare the two of them by age, Karina seems to be ten years younger than the older woman next to you. But still, both women are drop-dead gorgeous. They won the battle of genes. 

"Seol Y/N," You reply in a trance as you reach to shake her hand, expecting a handshake, but she surprises you by bringing it up to brush her mouth against your knuckles, a shock traveling up your arm at the contact. Her eyes never leave yours, and you hold your breath, afraid you'll do something embarrassing if you do. Hopefully, your face doesn't show how the action flustered you. You gawk at her as she releases your hand. 

"A pleasure, Y/N." Your body glows at the way her tongue smoothly caresses your name. It's embarrassing how quick you are to succumb to the younger Bae. You instinctively look away from her raving eyes as the dean clears her throat. 

"Easy, Karina." The dean chides, "She's my student," 

A heart-throbbing smile graces Karina's lips, "Anyways," She raises a paper bag. Was she holding something all this time? How come you didn't notice? "As you can see, sister. I just returned from France," The hazel-eyed beauty hands it to her, "And I bought a present." 

You eye the two of them, feeling as though you're intruding on a moment between the siblings. Irene's lips curl upwards and takes the paperbag, "You shouldn't have, Karina. Is that why you came here?"

"Of course," Karina grins, "I can't come back to my alma mater empty-handed now, can I?" 

"Thank you, Karina." 

The latter merely hums in reply, "I'll get going now. There's no need for me to stay if a party lacks drinks." She grins while Irene rolls her eyes. "It's protocol," 

"Sure," Karina turns to you, "Take care, Miss Seol." 

Perhaps she was waiting for you to hold your hand out again, but your brain decided that risking another touch from this gorgeous woman would have undesirable consequences. A wave sufficed for now.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Karina." 

You were wrong. Karina doesn't even have to touch you to get you woozy. Her wolfish smirk was enough to make your knees wobble. She departs, leaving your eyes to follow her lithe physique. 

COMING SOON!

[jrooc]

✨ it's random weekly tag wednesday✨

Thanks @spookygingerr (+ for the game), @energievie, @kiennilove @ms-moonlight-inn for the taggggssss

it's that time again...

what weather would you use to describe you current mood?

A confused weather day where it's cloudy but not cold. There's a rainbow 'cause it rained a little but there's bright moments.

have you ever had braces?

yes! For forever and I still have bad teeth

do you celebrate halloween?

Halloween is the actual best 👻🎃

best halloween/fancy dress costume you've worn

I always had good intentions and terrible execution. Mostly cause i was cheap/broke. Best costume was probably Robin Sparkles from HIMYM but no one got it lmao. Or Paperbag Princess but I couldn't find a adult size paper bag so I used a Canadian Tire (Canadian home hardware store lmao) leaf bag which had huge logo's on it which really ruined the effect 😂

last song you listened to

Kyle - Fred again.. (why is the line 'our shoulderblades kissed' so fucking lovely)

last thing you googled

How to write capitalized titles correctly in grammar 😆

dream car

I love an Audi cause they're soooo fun to drive

what's your favourite type of cheese?

Jesus why would you even ask me to choose? Dutch Gouda. Asiago? Swiss. *Panics and runs to eat cheese*

what colour are your socks today?

Grey Canadian Roots socks with the red line. IYKYK

what was your favourite subject in school?

Russian Studies

has your mood weather changed after answering these random questions?

Yes they brought me joy AND I took a short break from work for the first time in days so there's more sun peaking out.

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[x-neurotoxin-x]

Currently taking a short break from updating the paper bag series for at least a week or so (though I'm still brainstorming and outlining the next fic). I've got other projects I'm working on, including 2 collab works for an endabi minibang and a commission, so I'm gonna focus on those for a bit before going back to paper bag

That being said, if youre not caught up or haven't yet read my fucky spinarakidabi fic series yet, now would be a great time to catch up!

It's currently a 7 part fic series at 110k that centers around Dabi, Shigaraki, and Spinner spiraling into unhealthy dynamics while trying to navigate relationships issues and trauma. It's def problematic with some real heavy themes so mind the tags and content warnings k?

[letomills]

Download for AF: SFS / Mega Download for TF: SFS / Mega

This is something I did for a request on the GOS Wishing Tree. It’s a pantless version of @skittlessims​ 4t2 GP10 Boots Knee High + Socks Thigh combo as featured in their GP10 Dress Tunic, Skirt Mini Boots and Shorts Paperbag Boots. Poly count: 3,570.

They are for AF and TF, you’ll have to choose if you want TF to be standalone of repo’d to AF. They’re categorized as everyday and outerwear. They come in 12 colors:

If you don’t use Lazy Duchess’s Separates4all mod and/or don’t want them to be enabled for outerwear, you can set them as everyday only using simPE: open a recolor in simPE, open the Property set and change the "category" line from "0x00001007" to "0x00000007".

[daphsmods]

MY TSR PAGE - TURKSIMMER Compatible with HQ mod Works with all of skins Custom Thumbnail New Mesh All Lods All Maps Teen to Elder For; Female Instagram: trsimmer Patreon: turksimmer TSR: turksimmer Pinterest: trsimmer ↓DOWNLOAD↓ Clothes SET281 - Striped t-shirt C1129 Clothes SET281 - Striped midi skirt C1130 Clothes SET282 - Tie-dye print top C1131 Clothes SET282 - Tie-dye print midi skirt C1132 Clothes SET282 - Tie-dye print midi dress C1133 Clothes SET283 - Crochet-look Beach Top C1134 Clothes SET283 - Crochet-look Beach Pants C1135 Clothes SET283 - Bikini Top C1136 Clothes SET283 - Bikini Bottom C1137 Clothes SET284 - Contrast Trim Tube Top C1138 Clothes SET284 - Wide Leg Pants C1139 Clothes SET285 - Frill Trim Cami Top C1140 Clothes SET285 - Mini Skirt C1141 Clothes SET285 - Frill Trim Top C1142 Clothes SET285 - Denim Skirt C1143 Clothes SET286 - Puff Sleeve Crop Top C1144 Clothes SET286 - Mini Shorts C1145 Clothes SET287 - Solid Crop Tank Top C1146 Clothes SET287 - Drawstring Waist Skirt C1147 Clothes SET288 - Drop Shoulder Crop Blouse C1148 Clothes SET288 - Crop Top C1149 Clothes SET288 - Paperbag Waist Shorts C1150 Clothes SET289 - Animal print knit crop top C1151 Clothes SET289 - Wide-leg trousers C1152 Clothes SET289 - Animal print knit mini dress C1153 Clothes SET290 - Glitter Hem Tank Top C1154 Clothes SET290 - Glitter Bodycon Mini Skirt C1155 Clothes SET290 - Glitter Mini Dress C1156 Clothes SET291 - Ruffle Trim Cami Top C1157 Clothes SET291 - Leg Pants C1158 Clothes SET292 - Mock Neck Split Hem Tank Top C1159 Clothes SET292 - Biker Shorts C1160 Clothes SET293 - T-shirt C1161 Clothes SET293 - Skirty Shorts C1162 Clothes SET293 - Bow Shoulder Solid Romper C1163 Clothes SET294 - Turtleneck Tshirt C1164 Clothes SET294 - Mini Skirt C1165 Clothes SET295 - Tshirt C1166 Clothes SET295 - Shorts C1167 Clothes SET296 - Square Neck Crop Top C1168 Clothes SET296 - Bodycon Skirt C1169 Clothes SET297 - Mock Neck Tshirt C1170 Clothes SET297 - Mini Shorts C1171 Clothes SET297 - Mock Neck Tshirt Dress C1172 Clothes SET298 - Hem Tank Top C1173 Clothes SET298 - Bodycon Mini Skirt C1174  Clothes SET298 - Mini Dress C1175 Clothes SET299 - Solid Tank Top C1176 Clothes SET299 - Drawstring Split Thigh Skirt C1177 Clothes SET300 - Halter Top C1778 Clothes SET300 - Trousers C1779 Clothes SET301 - Short Sleeve Tshirt C1180 Clothes SET301 - Mini Skirt C1181 Clothes SET301 - Mini Dress C1182 Clothes SET302 - Cami Top C1183 Clothes SET302 - Drawstring Ruffle Hem Skirt C1184 Clothes SET303 - Tank Top C1185 Clothes SET303 - Mini Shorts C1186 Clothes SET304 - Crop Tshirt with Gloves C1187 Clothes SET304 - Shorts with Gaiter C1188 Clothes SET305 - Cut Out Tube Top C1189 Clothes SET305 - Split Hem Skirt C1190 Clothes SET305 - Knit Dress C1191

[lexy0108]

Your perfect Boyfriend (Part 4)

Joe Quinn x fem reader

Warning ⚠️ adult content

"So I'm going to wear something coxy, right?" You ask.

Joes eyes grew bigger as they already are, you can see the questionmark in his face. "What did you just say?"

"Comfy and sexy, coxy!" You say with a cheeky grin and a wink. "Coxy? You did just make up that word, didn't you? But yeah, why not, coxy sounds great." Joe says. "I have something in mind, something new that you never saw on me...wait a few minutes, babe."

You bought black paperbag pants that make you butt look the juiciest ever, perfect opportunity to show them to the world and Joe obviously.

You add a new thight top to the pants which is burgundy colored, Joes favorite color. The top is short and has a deep neckline in order to show a little skin to your perfect boyfriend. You put the clothes on and a little bit of make up. You look at yourself in the mirror and you think "yes, definitely coxy".

You step into the living room where Joe is sitting on the couch, switching through the TV channels. You step in front of the TV and Joe imidiately starts staring at you as you turn yourself around. His eyes grow bigger and bigger and he already has the biggest brown eyes you have ever seen without them growing bigger. "What do you think, babe?"

You ask.

Joe answers: "I'm not sure..." you become sad as he goes on "...if I can resist you looking like that for the whole evening." You smirk:"Oh come on, Babe. You can have me all night long after the mysterious evening with Jamie." Joe stands up and steps in front of you. He pulls you into a tight hug and kisses you hungrily. His hands move slowly from you back to your butt. You deepen the kiss as Joe lifts you up, his hands still on your butt. You giggle. He leans your back against the wall. A quiet moan escapes your mouth. You're starting to forget about your evening plans as Joes phone vibrates in his pocket. "Didn't know you have a toy in your pocket, babe. You're full of surprises." You say with a wink. "We should definintely try that, sweetheart. But I'm afraid Jamie is already waiting for us." Joe says.

"Oh shit" you jump off of Joes arms as you remember your "date" with Jamie. You run into the hallway, leaving a confused Joe in the living room.

You say loudly: "Move, babe. Don't like the idea of Jamie waiting for us." Joe shakes his head with a smirk and says:"Seems like you love Jamie more than me." You step back into the living room till you stand in front of Joe und say:"Don't be silly, Babe. You know that I love you more than anyone else. Don't be jealous." Joe makes a silly smirk and says:"I know my darling, but it's always nice to hear it. I love you, too." He kisses you carefully.

You two left your apartment and get in an uber. You still don't know where you're going which makes you excited. Joe plays with your hand the whole ride. The car stops and Joe says: "Here we are!" You get out of the car. You look around because you still don't have a clue where you are and what you'll going to do this evening.

You see a bubble tea bar, a fast food restaurant and an ice cream parlour, so still no clue.

Joe takes you hand and guides you to an inconspicuous bar in front stands a small panel on which is written "karaoke night".

"No way! Karaoke? We're going to do karaoke? With Jamie?" Your eyes shine like you just found out that unicorns are real. Joe knows exactly how much you like to sing karaoke. He's perfect, you think.

Joe just gives you a wink and quick kiss on your lips.

"Let's go inside, sweatheart. Jamie is already waiting." Joe says. Without a further word you follow him inside the bar. Inside the bar was very rustic but comfortable.

Jamie is sitting on a table, next to him, his brother, Sam who you know from their further Band which you loved a lot. He jumps up as he sees you and run into Joes arms. "Hello loves, so glad you made it. How big was the surprise, darling? Joe told me how much you love to sing and I just wanted to check out the voice of one of my biggest fans."  Jamie says with the brightest smile. You lay your hand on Joes shoulder "The surprise is amazing and my man here is the best." Joe blushes a bit and pulls Jamie into a hug. Afterwards Jamie hugs you and you can see a little bit of jealousy in Joes eyes which makes you shake your head and smile.

You follow Jamie to your table and greet Sam. You don't waist a moment sitting, you imidiately choose your first song, 'it has to be something that you're really good in' you think. But then your current favorite song catches your attention, no way you're sing another song at first. "Jamie, you want to join me?" You ask. "Sure, why not? Just show me which so you chose...oh, okay. That's kinda sexy." He replies. The last words catch Joes attention, his face turns into a bold smirk. You give him a wink as the song starts. "Whats your thoughts about religion? Are you close to your mother?..." your voices sound great together. Joe knows the song too well, because you told him about your favorite song when he was away working. It's "Baby said" by Måneskin. You like the line best that says "you can talk between my legs" for obvious reasons, because of course you love Joe talking between your legs.

As you sing the line Joes throat turns dry, he gets imidiately hungry for the centre of lust between your legs. He needs to swallow that thought and keep it for later. Singing with Jamie is so much fun, just like a dream comes true and you're very concentrated, so you don't mention Joes hungry eyes.  Joe trys to distract himself with choosing his all time favorite karaoke song which is "Forever young" by Alphaville and he asks Sam if he wants to accompany him singing. As your song finishes Jamie and you go back to your table, where Sam and Joe had already stand up. Joe grabs your hips and pulls you tight against him. He turns both of your bodys around and kisses you carefully. He lets go of you and goes to the stage. You sit down and enjoy Joes performance. As Joe and Sam finish, they turn back to the table. You laugh a lot and sing one or the other song as the night goes by.

Jamie and Joe are so great together, you can fully understand why the fans call them "Jomie". Jamie says:"Your voice sounds really great, I would love to record a song with you, Joe told me that you write songtexts but that you have trouble with the instrumental part. I could help you out with that. We can meet and jam together a bit if you want to, love."

Your cheeks begin to blush because that's more than you ever dreamed of. "Yea, I'd love to." You say shyly. Jamie continues:"I have to go back to the US in two days, but you can send me some texts and I'll get them through my mind. We can meet again when I'm back in London or when you accompany Joe in the US. What do you think?"

Your paralysed and unable to find more words than: "Sounds amazing"  You look in Joes eyes, he is standing right beside you. You bury your face into his chest and murmur "Thank you, babe. You're simply the best thing that ever happened to me..."

Joe pets you head with one hand and kisses your forehead. "... I wanna show you how thankful I am." You continue with a devilish grin. Thanks god you are about to say goodbye anyways. You hug Jamie and Sam and so did Joe. You two leave the bar, your head is spinning and you don't know if it's the fresh air combined with the cocktails that you had during the evening or if it's the great anticipation for what's happening once you're home.

Joe quickly gets you a taxi. He takes your hand and helps you into the taxi. You sit right next to Joe, cuddling up on his side. Your hand moves slowly from his knee upwards. His breath is getting heavier as you tease him. He grabs your wrist and looks at you with a devilish grin. You can't wait until you're home, so you kiss Joe passionately. He deepens the kiss, your tongues dance with eachother. His hand reaches you hip and slides upwards to you boobies. A low moan escapes your mouth. He is kneeding your breast through your shirt first. Your hands reach his curls and play with them, slightly pull his curls. A louder moan escapes his mouth, it was louder than he wants it to be. You stop the kissing and laugh at Joe, he joins in. The taxi stops it's ride, that means that you're home, finally. You jump out of the car as Joe pays the driver. You run up the stairs as fast as you can. Joe follows you and tries to catch you. It takes a little before he succeeds.

He throws you over his shoulder and carries you the last few meters to the door of your apartment. You're squeaking and laughing loudly, the neighbours might hear you.

Somehow he manages to open the door. He takes you to the bedroom and throws you on the bed. Joe starts to tickle the spots above your hips. You can't stop giggling and he loves it so much. You are perfect for him, he thinks. Just as you think he's the perfect man for you.

To be continued...

[fangirlingfromdownunder]

Seeking Comfort in Solitude

Summary - Part 29 in the Comfort series

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Reader, Reader x Sam (platonic), Reader x Bobby (father-figure), Andre (OG Character) x Reader (best friends)

Series Masterlist | Masterlist 

Meanwhile in an undisclosed location…

“Do what you want with me, but you leave her out of it!” Dean spits out while fighting against the ropes around his wrists. 

“No, you see, it’s not in her anymore … but it will be. We just need to make sure you know the stakes here.”

“To hell with the stakes! You just stay away from her!” The demon brings his knife up to Dean’s cheek and applies pressure leaving a trail of blood. “Just kill me already!”

“No, we need you alive. We need you to take a message and a gift back to your precious girl. We just need her to know that if she doesn’t hand over the package once it arrives then she can kiss her lover boy goodbye.”

“If you’re gonna kill me anyway, just do it. She’ll never give you what you want.”

A new, deep voice echoes through the room, followed by heavy footsteps approaching, “She will, she’s getting very close to giving in. She’s so desperate to find you she’s willing to offer almost anything. A few more days of this torture and she’ll be ready to give us anything we want just to see you again.”

“Great, more of you asshats…”

A short man comes out of the shadows dressed in a pressed black suit. “I’m hardly grouped with these imbeciles. I’m the King of Hell and you should address me as such.”

“You’re a little short for the King of Hell, don’t ya think? But if you’re the man in charge at least tell me what you want from her?”

“Not much … it’s an insignificant little thing really. And it’s not even so much from her, but you’re incapable of repopulating on your own.”

Dean takes in his words for a second before it clicks, he smirks. “Sorry pal, didn’t the demons give you the memo? She lost the baby. And now we’ve agreed on celibacy.”

“The great Dean Winchester celibate? Well, we’ll just see how long that lasts.” The man paces around the room stroking his chin with one hand. “She’s close to breaking, keep him here another day. Don’t let him out of your sight!” He clicks his fingers and disappears. 

Dean pulls at the ropes harder, leaving rope burns on his wrists. Then a bright light fills the room along with a chorus of screams. And then another set of footsteps approaches, Dean steels himself for the hit but it never comes. Instead, he feels the rope loosen from his wrists prompting him to bring them around to his front and rub the burns. 

“Hello, Dean.”

“Took you long enough, Cas. How’s Y/N? Is she safe?”

“Yes, she’s safe. She’s with Sam.”

“Good. You have to take me as far away from her as you can.”

“But you love her? You’re soul mates.”

“Yeah, and no doubt set up by cupids the same way my mom and dad were. This bloodline ends with me. I won’t bring a cursed child into the world. And I sure as hell won’t let demons get their hands on it. But I lose all control around her, so you have to keep me away from her. Lock me up, kill me, whatever you have to do, just keep her safe.”

“Dean…”

“Cas, please, I’m begging you.”

“Fine.” Cas presses two fingers to Dean’s forehead to heal him, and he blacks out. 

When Dean reopens his eyes he blinks a few times trying to assess his surroundings. His eyes land on his guns adorning the walls, then the picture on his bedside table of you and him kissing. He rubs his eyes, shaking his head as he pulls himself into a sitting position. 

“Cas!” He calls out, his voice hoarse. 

Seconds later Cas pushes his door open and comes in carrying a Biggerson’s paperbag and beer bottle. “Here. Eat. Drink,” he says matter-of-factly. 

“This isn’t far from her, she’s gonna come back. This better just be a pit stop. You’re getting me the hell out of here!”

“You’re a match literally made in heaven, why would you want to leave her? I thought you loved her?”

“I do, Cas. I love her more than anything. And that’s exactly why I have to leave her. She’s not safe with me. The demons want her, not for her blood but for mine. She wants a family. A little child to raise as her own. But I can’t give her that. And she deserves it. She deserves the world.”

“As far as I can tell, you’re perfectly fertile, Dean. Even despite your many deaths.”

“That’s not what I mean. If I have a child the demons will stop at nothing to get it. So, this bloodline has to end.”

“You could get a sperm donor.”

“Cas. Not helping”

“It’s a perfectly viable option. Millions of humans do it everyday.”

“Not me. I won’t raise a child in this life. I was disillusioned before when she was pregnant. I wasn’t being practical. We cannot have a child. And she deserves to get out of this life, and I know she won’t as long as she’s with me. The monsters won’t let us. So, I leave and she gets to move on with someone else who can keep her safe and give her the family she deserves.”

“But, you’re her soulmate …”

“I don’t give a crap about soulmates, Cas! I care about Y/N and her safety, that is all. So, you either zap me somewhere far away right now or at least get me to my car so I can leave myself.”

“Your car’s in the garage … You know this will break her heart.”

“At least she’ll be alive and safe.”

“Very well.” Cas dumps the food and drink on the end of Dean’s bed and disappears. 

Ignoring the food and drink, Dean gets up and takes a seat at his desk pulling out a notebook and pen. He starts writing, but only gets as far as ‘Dear Y/N, My love,’ before he tears up and pegs the notepad across the room. Getting up again he leaves his room in search of a stronger beverage than the beer Cas offered. He pours himself a fifth of whisky and then decides to just drink out of the bottle. After taking a few swigs he takes the bottle and makes his way back into his room. He picks up the notepad off the floor, but something distracts him. He notices an unfamiliar small, pink box under the bed. 

He dumps the notepad on the bed and drags out the box and opens it. Inside he finds the positive pregnancy test, the piece of paper with the positive results and a tiny jumpsuit that he doesn’t recognise. He pulls out the jumpsuit and stares at it as more tears drip down his cheeks. After a few minutes he shoves it back in the box, closes it back up and pushes it back under the bed. 

He stands up again and brings the notepad back over to his desk and sits in front of it. He takes another drink of whisky and brings the pen back to the paper but his mind refuses to cooperate. He finds himself reaching for one of his spare phones instead and staring at her number. His tears fall on the paper causing it to wrinkle and smudge, so he rips off the page, scrunches it up and tosses it in the direction of the rubbish bin in the corner of the room. He roughly wipes his tears away, takes another mouthful of whiskey and picks back up the pen and begins to write. 

“Dear Y/N, My Love,

I never tell you enough but you mean the world to me. You make me feel happier and safer than I’ve ever felt in my life and I want nothing more than for you to feel that too. I know you’ll never be safe as long as I’m by your side. With me you’ll continue to hunt monsters and be hunted by monsters, you’ll never get to have the happy family and children you want. That’s not my life; it never will be. My bloodline is cursed and as such it must end with me. But that doesn’t mean you should give up on your dream. You deserve to have all of your good dreams come true, instead of your nightmares. 

I don’t want you to worry about me or search for me. I’ve gone somewhere safe, I promise. Now please use this opportunity to do the same. Get out of this life, get a normal 9-5 job, meet a normal man that makes you happy, protects you, and provides for you, and live the life you really want and deserve. You’ll be the perfect wife and mother one day. You’ve been the perfect fiancé. I’ll be forever jealous of the next man you give your heart to, but more than that I’ll be happy knowing that you’re safe. 

Dean”

Once he finishes signing his name he takes another mouthful of whisky and gets up to start packing up the only room he’s ever called his own. He starts with his drawers and wardrobe. As he pulls his clothes from their hangers and crushes them into a duffel bag he can’t help but hesitate when it comes to his flannels. He knows how much you like them so he decides to leave a few hanging there with your clothes. Then he moves on to his toothbrush and other hygiene essentials and weapons. He leaves his record player and records behind for you as he knows how much you like listening to them and how they calm you down after a rough day. The last thing he takes before disappearing onto the open road in his beloved Impala is the picture of the two of you from his nightstand. He tries to listen to music but all he can hear is your sweet voice singing along so he shuts it off and drives in silence. No destination in mind, he just knows he has to go somewhere where you won’t look for him and find him. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

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[eggcompany]

Hannibal Is Such a Daddy Part 4

Hannibal left, promising to have everything prepared at 5p.m. Will waved awkwardly and nodded. It was almost noon now and he needed to put away the case file and bathe and feed the dogs and find some good-ish clean clothes. Will felt panicked. There was too much to do and what if Hannibal didn’t like what he wore or what if Hannibal thinks he stinks and what if daddy doesn’t think he’s cute anymore or what if Daddy hates him now?

Will had to stop quite a few times in the next four hours just to breathe and calm down and remember what Hannibal had said as he left. 

“I won’t judge you Will. I care more about making you happy than you smelling like dog. Just relax. You could bathe at my place if you’d like…”

“Hannibal! I don’t want you to see me naked.”

“I already have, dear Will. I saw your cute little butt dimples and your back freckles.”

“I will shoot you.”

“See you later then mylimasis.” 

And with a kiss to his cheek Hannibal was walking to his Bentley. 

Will did everything he needed to and he ate a small snack. He made sure to wash twice and he actually spent time on his hair. He thought about shaving but… if Hannibal really liked him he wouldn’t mind. He manscaped a bit (just for a confidence boost) and finally he brushed his teeth and cleaned his ears. He got dressed in a cream color sweater and a pair of jeans and slipped on his shoes. He grabbed up the small stuffed doggy that Hannibal had made sure to let him keep. He was fidgety and nervous the entire time he made his way to Hannibal’s house. 

At 4:52 Will stood in front of the large wooden doors and tugged at his sweater and his pants and almost turned around when the door opened. Will stood there with shoulders hunched and head hung low. Hannibal looked relaxed in his plain button down shirt and a pair of plain looking dark blue slacks. 

“Come on then. Come inside. I tried to make you something nice and soft and war-” Hannibal said once Will had slipped into the door. Once the wooden doors shut Will hugged Hannibal’s back. 

“ ‘m so nervous.” Will said quickly before his breath quickened. Hannibal almost laughed. Of course Will was already slipping.��

“What a brave boy you are for telling me. No need to be nervous, my love. I already got you some softer clothes laid out and some nice warm applesauce and I can draw up a bath if you’d like? I have cartoons on the Tv also, so we can cuddle and watch a movie maybe?” Hannibal said and turned around in the younger man’s arms. He ran his hands through Will’s soft clean hair. Will looked up at him with his big puppy dog eyes. 

“Can I eat? ‘M hungry. Wan Hammibal feed me… pretty prease?” Will said and looked into Hannibal’s eyes. He looked so nervous. Hannibal smiled and kissed Will’s forehead. 

“Of course, dear. Come sit in the nursery. I’ll be right back. Here’s some other clothing option if you’d feel more comfortable out of your jeans.” Hannibal showed Will to a room that was attached to Hannibal’s own bedroom. 

The walls were a light shade of green. There was a small twin bed with soft sky blue flannel sheets and pillows and a large set of white drawers. There was a television on the wall at the foot of the bed and there was a set of clothes laid out on the bed. Will nodded and walked over to the bed. He looked at the blue lamp that sat on the small bedside table. He looked around and noticed a few more things. A cloud shaped light on the wall beside the bed, the green wastebasket, and another door that was plain white. He looked at it curiously. Why would daddy need another nursery?

Finally Will looked at the clothes. There was a large green hoodie that had doggies all over it, a pair of green soft looking underwear, a pair of paperbag green shorts, and a pair of blue fluffy socks. Will smiled and bounced a bit on his feet. Soft clothes! Soft Clothes! Daddy got me special clothes!

Will quickly shucked off all his clothes and started putting on the wonderful soft clothes. He slipped on the underwear that were maybe a little too big but they were so comfy! Then he slid the shorts up his legs and wiggled his butt a little bit. They were also so comfy! Will smiled and giggled a bit. His head was so fuzzy and warm. He slipped the hoodie over his head and struggled for a moment to get it over his head and then struggled more to get his arms through the holes but he managed. He sat down on the floor to get his socks when he heard someone clear their throat. He looked up smiling at his daddy. 

Hannibal stood in the doorway, he had been standing there since Will had put on the shorts. He had a bowl in his hands and had changed into a pair of sweatpants. He smiled as he watched the little work his way into the clothes. And his heart thumped against his chest when Will looked up at him with his tousled hair and big grin and his twinkling eyes. 

“Hi daddy! I put em on my feets!” Will said and showed Hannibal his foot that had one half way on sock. Hannibal gasped and faked amazement. 

“Wow! You did that all by yourself! Good job! Did you get dressed by yourself too?” Hannibal said as he put the bowl on the bedside and picked up Will’s clothes, folded them, and put them on top of the drawers. Will pulled on his socks all the way and smiled from the floor.

“I dids! Cam Daddy come help me ups though? Stuck.” Will said and raised his arms in an uppy motion. Hannibal happily walked over and lifted Will up onto the bed and then sat beside him. Will smiled and leaned onto him. 

“Here baby eat and then we can watch a movie. Come you can sit between my legs and lean against me.” Hannibal explained and pulled the bowl and a spoon into his hands. He scooted back against the pillows and Will happily scooted till he was sitting in between his daddy’s legs and smiled. He was pressed against Hannibal’s chest and he could feel his daddy’s body heat. 

Hannibal wrapped his arms around Will and held the bowl under his face and scooped up a spoonful of the warm cinnamony applesauce and brought it up to Will’s mouth. Will ate greedily until there wasn't any left. Then Will relaxed completely and Hannibal turned the TV on via remote. He flipped through Disney movies until Will saw WALL-E.

“I anna watch rubot movie pwease! And and and um… Can I have blanket please, daddy? ‘M kinda code” Will asked and wiggled a little against Hannibal’s chest. Hannibal laughed and pushed Will forward to sit up. Will whined and held still. 

“Let me turn off the light and get a nice fuzzy blanket. Do you think you need a diaper again? Hannibal asked as he stood up. His joints popped a bit but it was worth it. Will blushed and thought for a moment as Hannibal turned off the overhead and got a fuzzy grey blanket from the drawers. He walked over and put the blanket on the end of the bed and turned on the cloud light beside the bed, it was dim.

“I fink so… I don’t anna mess up daddy’s nice bed…” Will said and looked down, never meeting Hannibal’s understanding gaze. Will rubbed his hands around the soft blue material that covered the bed. Hannibal moved so his knees were touching Will’s. 

“It’s okay to want things like that, Will. you don’t always need a reason. But you can have a diaper either way. Come now, up.” Hannibal said and bent to kiss Will’s forehead and lift him up by his armpits. He got Will up on his hip and walked toward the white door. Will stared at Hannibal’s face with so much affection in his gaze it was heart stopping. Hannibal opened the door and Will looked at the new space. 

There was a large changing table that was a dark green color with drawers under it. The walls here were all dark navy blue. There was a long counter that ran on the wall opposite of the changing table. The room was maybe twelve by ten but due to the lack of unnecessary objects it didn’t seem crowded. Will relaxed down as Hannibal flipped on the white overhead and laid him down on the padded surface. He didn’t feel nervous strangely enough. 

Will held still and watched Hannibal with soft curiosity as he pulled the loose shorts down and off and pulled the oversized underwear off of his legs. He held still and watched as Hannibal pulled a nappy, powder, cream, and a wet wipe out from the drawers below. Will giggled a bit as Hannibal wiped him off and put the cream and powder on his parts. Hannibal smiled at the sound of the soft baby giggles. Will looked at Hannibal expectantly, waiting for the diaper to wrap around his hips but Hannibal was just standing there gazing down at him. He might have been saying something but ‘Daddy loves me I’m such a good baby’ washed around Will’s mind. 

“Will, sweetheart, love, my sweet little baby, you need to lift your hips up.” Finally got through Will’s brain fuzz. Will lifted his hips up and the padded material was slipped under his butt. Hannibal smiled as he did up the sides and pulled the green shorts back up onto Will’s body. 

Hannibal carried Will back out and over to the bed and snuggled him up in the grey blanket that was waiting for him. Will was far too small to realize that anything was happening as Hannibal laid against the pillows and pulled the swaddled baby into his lap. Will was already asleep by the time Hannibal turned on the movie. 

By the time Will woke up in the morning Hannibal had already changed him once and he hadn't even known. Will woke up Big again. This time he wasn’t embarrassed, he was happy, relieved even. He put on his clothes from the day before and went to work. But he didn’t leave without a kiss to his forehead and promise of ‘ again. tonight’

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tell me, please, what are the shorts on the screen?

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