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jobrookekarev · 4 months ago

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Newborn Babies

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Summary: When the Nursery is closed Jo recruits the interns to take care of the newborns. While holding them, Jo is reminded of when her babies were little.

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy.

Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson.

Characters: Alex Karev, Jo Wilson, Carina DeLuca, and Edith Karev, Mika Yasuda, Benson "Blue" Kwan, Simone Griffith, Jules Millin.

Rating: General Audiences.

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Fluff, Romance, Humor, Family, Love, Drabble, One Shot, Happy Ending, Domestic, Parenthood, Children, Food, Cute, Newborns, Babies, Breastfeeding.

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Jo stared down at the newborn in her arms. The tiny baby girl, Laura, was wrapped up in a hospital blanket and Jo traced her fingers down her arm as her little fingers wrapped around her own.

“This is the best assignment ever,” Yusada said as she held her own newborn.

“It’s not even surgery,” Blue said as he tried to sway with his baby, although they continued to fuss.

“Yes, but it’s fun,” Griffin said as she held her own newborn next to Jo.

The interns and nurses were all crowding around the maternity ward nurse's station as they each held one of the babies. The nursery had a busted pipe and was currently flooded, meaning that parents couldn't send their babies there. Most parents had opted to room in. Still, a few had asked if the nurses or doctors could watch their babies for a while so they could get some sleep. Thus, Jo recruited all the interns to help.

“You have to admit it is a good break from everything,” Jo said as she stared down at baby Laura. She had dark skin, tuffs of curly black hair, and pouted lips that Jo absolutely adored.

“It reminds me of when Liam and Andrea were little,” Carina said as she smiled, looking down at her own newborn and thinking of her now toddler sons.

“What about you Dr Karev? Does it remind you of when your babies were little,” Yusada asked as she smiled at her baby.

“Oh my babies were never this little,” Jo said with a little laugh. “Helena was 10 lbs and Edith was almost 12 lbs. So they looked more like a one-month-old than newborns.”

“Wow, I don't think I could do that,” Simone said with a shake of her herald.

“Especially without drugs and at home,” Yusada said, as her newborn yawned and cooed.

“Yes that is the part that surprised me as well,” Carina said in a teasing tone, referring to Edith’s impromptu delivery seven months ago.

“What about Luna? She had to have been this small at some point. She was a NICU baby right?” Simone said, looking over at her.

“Yeah, she was this small when she was about five months old and she's still petite. When she was born at 24 weeks, she was barely the size of Alex's hand. He used to put his hand next to her for measurements. For the longest time, I didn't think she would get any bigger. Now she's half my height.”

“They get so big before you even know it,” Carina said as she smiled at her. “It makes me think about having another one.”

“Not me,” Jo said as she shook her head, but all of the interns and nurses giggled and Jo scowled at them.

“What do we have here?” Alex asked as he walked up behind her and smiled at the baby in her arms.

“The nursery is closed as it has a busted pipe. We offered to take the babies so the new parents can get some rest,” Jo said as she passed Laura over to him.

Alex’s smile grew as he held the baby close to him. He cradled her and swayed a little bit as she fussed with the movement. Jo just smiled at him as he held Laura. He always looked so good holding a baby and memories of him holding their girls filled her mind.

“Does it make you think of having another one Dr. Karev?” Nurse Hannah asked Alex with a smirk.

“Oh yeah, I could always have another one,” Alex said, not taking his eyes off the baby as he smiled.

“No way,” Jo said quickly as she glared at him. “This uterus is closed, permanently.”

“Jo’s right, as much as I love babies we have our hands full with three kids under three,” Alex said, looking up and smiling at her. “Besides I got a vasectomy a few months before Edith was born.”

“But it's nice to enjoy the newborns again,” Carina said as she smiled and looked down at her own newborn.

The infant next to her started crying and Simone tried to sway with them and settle them.

“Um, Dr. Karev,” Jules said as she pointed to Jo's shirt. Jo looked down to see that she had leaked through her shirt as her milk had come in when the baby cried.

“Why don't you take a chance to go feed Edith,” Carina said, nodding to her.

“Thanks,” Jo said as she grabbed a towel and held it to her shirt.

“I’ll come with you,” Alex said, looking to one of the nurses to hand off Laura.

“Oh no, you're far too distracting to her while she eats,” Jo said as she lightly glared at him.

“I am not,” Alex argued back.

“Yes, you are,” Jo said, as she crossed her arms. “Why don't you go get me a new scrub shirt and then go see Luna and Helena.”

“Fine, but I'm coming to see you and Edith afterward,” Alex huffed, looking more grumpy than she knew he was.

Jo leaned in and put her hand on his chest as she gave him a quick kiss. He smiled as she pulled back and they walked down to the elevators together. She gave him another kiss as he went to get her clothes and she continued down to the daycare.

As she walked to the daycare, Jo thought back to when her girls were newborns. She remembered those early days trying to figure out how to take care of this new baby and recovering from birth. She remembered looking at the girls' tiny faces and wondering who they would grow up to be? What their personality and temperament would be?

Staring at them made her heart swell with love for this new little human was all hers. It was so magical and there was nothing like that feeling. For a second she did wish she could experience it again, with her own newborn, but she was content to hold her own babies.

She remembered staring at them for hours, tracing every little line of their face, arms, and body. She remembered Luna's tiny hands and long arms, that were the length of her finger. Helena’s pouted lips, that always looked grumpy, but how she would smile when she kissed her cheek. Or Edith's little feet that would kick her so much Jo swore she was going to play soccer when she grew up.

Every part of them was so new and special. There was nothing like holding a newborn. Especially if they slept in her arms, and her girls were always content to be in their Mama’s arms.

Jo slipped off her shoes before she opened the door to the infant room. She smiled as she looked around for her baby. Then she spotted Edith crawling on the carpet towards the balls Georgia was rolling to them.

“Hi Jo,” Lucy greeted her as she sat on the floor with a couple of the babies on the play mat.

“Hi, Jo, Did you come to feed Edith?” Georgia said as she saw Jo’s wet shirt.

“Yeah, one of the newborns cried and my milk came in,” Jo said as she watched Edith, who hadn't noticed her yet.

“That happened to me a lot as well,” Georgia said, giving her a sympathetic smile.

However, the second Edith heard Jo’s voice, Edith turned to see her and let out a screech. She turned around and crawled to Jo as fast as her little legs could carry her.

“Hi my baby,” Jo said as she crouched down waiting for Edith to get to her.

Edith squealed as Jo picked her up, kicking both her legs and waving her arms. Jo had to hold her out in front of her for a second before she calmed down and reached out for her. Jo pulled her close and Edith rested her head on her shoulder as she hugged her.

“I fed her about a half hour ago, so I'm not sure how hungry she'll be. We weren't expecting you,” Lucy said as she picked up one of the other babies and set them on her leg.

“That's alright, Lucy,” Jo said with a shrug as she went over to the rocking chair.

Jo moved to cradle Edith, who immediately opened her mouth and started to gnaw at the wet spot on Jo's shirt.

“It looks like she’s still hungry,” Jo smiled, pulling up her shirt as Edith immediately latched on and started to nurse.

Edith closed her eyes in content and made happy little eating noises. She grasped onto Jo’s fingers and held her hand. Jo ran her fingers across her baby's cheek. Edith was nowhere near as small as a newborn. She was as tall as a one-year-old and weighed nearly as much. She had the cutest fat rolls that she’d had since birth. Jo had to put a pillow under her arm to hold her chubby baby.

It took her forever to learn to hold her head up because she had Alex’s giant head. She also had Alex's grumpy expression. He also said she didn't learn it from him, but Jo knew exactly where she got it from. She was a grumpy baby but Jo loved her.

Her baby was so big now, her features were more defined, and her hair was getting longer too as the brown locks curled around her ears. Jo got a glimpse of the baby Edith was when she was a newborn, but then her seven-month-old stared back at her as she opened her eyes.

“I love you, my baby,” Jo whispered as she looked down at her. Edith smiled at her before closing her eyes and starting to eat again. She wasn't a newborn anymore but Jo loved her baby.

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When Jo had to leave Edith in the daycare, she found herself missing her baby. Edith was fine to leave her and happily crawled back to Georgia and began playing with a ball. The rest of her shift passed by slowly and uneventfully. After changing out of her scrubs, Jo went to find her husband. He should have been off at the same time as her, but he wasn't in the lounge. Eventually, she found him in the place she should have looked first, the NICU.

He was attending to an older baby boy she knew had been admitted that afternoon. Alex carefully moved their monitors and wires and quietly talked to them. She watched him as he smiled down at the boy and continued to talk to them. Of course, he caught her staring and turned his smile to her. He waved her over and Jo came to stand next to him as they both stared down at the baby incubator.

“Every time I look down at these babies it makes me think of Luna,” Alex said with a smile, he took off his gloves and they both walked out of the NICU together.

“Yeah, me too. Sometimes, when holding the newborns I think about having another newborn,” Jo said, biting her lip as she didn't dare look at him.

“Are you serious?” Alex said, looking up at her with his eyes wide. “You want to have another baby.”

“No, not really,” Jo said, shaking her head as Alex quickly sighed. “I just love holding them. It brings up good memories and the kind of longing a little baby gives you. But, I don't think we can handle any more kids right now.”

“Yeah, I get that feeling too,” Alex said, as they shared a smile.

They paused when they got to the lounge and Jo handed him his clothes. Alex quickly changed his pants, however, he hesitated to put his shirt on. He gave her a smirk as he wrapped his arms around her. Alex pulled her in for a kiss as he pressed his body into hers. Jo moaned into his lips but when his hands trailed down to the hem of her shirt and his feet pulled her towards the couch, Jo pulled away.

“Come on,” Jo said, slipping out of his arms and grabbing his hand. “Let's go down to the daycare and get our girls. While we remember how nice it is to be able to sleep for more than two hours.”

“That is one thing I do not miss about newborns.” Alex nodded in agreement as they left.

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sshbpodcast · 1 year ago

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Won’t someone think of the children?! A Rok-Tahk Appreciation Post

By Ames

Last week, we covered just why your hosts here at A Star to Steer Her By largely dislike the children characters in classic Star Trek (tl;dr: it’s mostly because they’re written as props instead of people, or so I make my claim). There is one show in the franchise, however, that’s a huge outlier in how its children characters are written, acted, and treated overall as individuals who grow and develop. Obviously, it’s Star Trek: Prodigy. Since basically all of the main characters are children, the show would have failed if it couldn’t make them compelling and relatable to both a young audience and the preestablished fanbase.

And against the odds, it succeeded like whoa. There’s a reason why the fanbase is in such an uproar right now about Paramount’s avaricious cancellation of the Emmy Award–winning animated underdog (go sign the petition if you haven’t yet!), and that’s that the show is just so surprisingly good. We’re the last group of people who would laud a kid’s show so much, and we absolutely adore it.

Read on below for what Prodigy gets so right when establishing its children characters. Rok-Tahk is the prime example here because a) she’s voiced by Rylee Alazraqui, a legit child voice actress, who NAILS IT, b) she ticks all the boxes for what makes a good child character, and c) she’s just the best. Period. But let me explain anyway…

[images © CBS/Paramount… I guess? For now? Yikes.]

Rok is more than you expect

I think all the kids who made our favorites list in last week’s blogpost have one thing in common: they had some kind of hidden depth to explore. A character having some kind of twist or secret or hidden identity is just a staple of science fiction. We see it in Barash and Taya, who turn out not to be the children they appear to be. We see it in Mezoti, whose dual nature as both a young innocent girl and a Borg drone with the collective experiences of a whole hivemind makes her endlessly fascinating.

So when this massive rock creature whom we start off being intimidated by turns out to be the sweetest little girl, we’re immediately interested because it subverts our expectations. We’re forced to remind ourselves not to judge someone by how they look on the outside, something Star Trek has been doing since its very conception. And then when we learn even more about her and realize that her jailors put a child in a prison camp, we can’t help but root for her.

Rok is allowed to just be a kid

Sure, Rok is still smarter than your average kid, but she’s smart without being obnoxious like other naturally brainy kid characters I could name. *cough cough Wesley Crusher* As the obvious example, Wes is exhausting as a character because he’s a boy genius who is acutely aware of it and his supernatural smarts force him into situations another kid wouldn’t be in. He isn’t allowed to be a kid because he is first and foremost a child prodigy.

Rok, on the other hand, is first and foremost a child in the show Prodigy! Her excitement about new encounters is because most encounters to her are just that: new! She plays “Delta Heart Magical Veterinarian” in the holodeck, she loves ice cream, she plays with the cute little creatures on “Dream Catcher” planet, she naturally cares for Murf as though he were her puppy. Rok’s youth informs how she reacts to circumstances in the show and she acts accordingly in ways that aren’t forced, better suited for other characters, or just downright unnecessary. And seeing the universe through the eyes of someone with such a clean slate allows the audience to make their own judgements about the Protostar crew’s circumstances episode by episode.

Rok is a freakin’ alien monster

Prodigy also introduces us to the Brikar, a new alien race of rock monsters. And everyone accepts her without a single word! Now that’s the Star Trek way! From the moment we meet Rok-Tahk, she’s not physically cutified or even feminized, which is frankly refreshing. She’s less humanoid than most creatures we meet, outside of say, the Horta or Murf. It’s also a great use of the CGI-animated medium because live-action shows can’t pull stuff like this off.

I’m honestly impressed to see any female character, let alone a little girl, portrayed in a way that isn’t that cookie-cutter kind of attractive that we see everywhere. Rok is BIG. Rok is HARD. She’s not feminine or pretty or soft. Her cuteness comes from how she acts, talks, and treats people. And the crew of the Protostar and the Starfleet officers we meet later treat her like they treat everyone else: like a person. The people who run the slave show in “Preludes” pin her as a monster because they don’t/can’t know her. But our other main characters do get to know her and barely even bring up her size! And when they do, Rok subverts it by proclaiming that she doesn't want to be the muscle on the ship, and they go with it. I love that.

Rok has character flaws

Like any person, especially a well-written character in a television program, Rok isn’t perfect. Perfect people make for obscenely boring television (unless it’s a satire or something), and perfect children are just plain not believable and take you out of the story. But Prodigy writers went a few extra steps in developing someone like Rok to have credible flaws for her situation that also informs how she acts, changes, and grows. Rok overthinks and doubts herself constantly because she has anxiety. She’s suffered through traumas, like some of the orphaned boys mentioned in last week’s blog have, and that gives her something to overcome over the course of the season and [hopefully] beyond.

And, as mentioned above, she’s also really young! She doesn’t have the experience and knowledge yet to save the day every week. She knows she has limitations and when she remembers this, she panics, freezes, and languishes in self doubt. I’m thinking specifically about the turmoil she goes through in the supremely excellent “Time Amok,” in which she is forced to be alone (already terrifying) and also with so much pressure put on her (downright immobilizing!). Audiences can relate to anxiety and stress like this. It doesn’t matter that she’s a kid: we all get what she’s going through and connect with her immediately.

Rok grows throughout the season

You’d think it would be easy to create story arcs that help child characters grow since they’re going to grow up just by virtue of natural development anyway, but it’s harder than you think. Both Jake Sisko and Wesley Crusher get things to do as they get older that build on the foundations for their characters, but they also had several seasons to work with. Rok, in just one season, has her entire world opened up for her because of the nature of the story, and she runs with it!

This is a science fiction show, so of course the characters are going to love science, and watching Rok learn, try new things, occasionally fail, and try again is an excellent entry point into STEM. Just like how a lot of today’s doctors credit watching Dr. McCoy and today’s engineers got their start because they wanted to be like Scotty, and just like how many women and people of color joined the space program specifically because of Nichelle Nichols, I really hope that kids today watching Rok-Tahk and crew are captivated by science in that same way. I would be.

We love you, Rok! We love the other crew members of the Protostar too! We love Star Trek: Prodigy! Check out the other character appreciation posts for Dal R’El, Gwyndala, Jankom Pog, and Zero while you’re here. I know I can speak for not only the other hosts here at A Star to Steer Hey By but for myriad other fans when I seriously hope someone picks up this wonder of a show. We’re really looking forward to seeing more from these amazing child characters, and we’re seriously wishing we get that opportunity. #SaveStarTrekProdigy

#star trek #star trek podcast #podcast #star trek prodigy #prodigy #save prodigy #save star trek prodigy #rok-tahk #brikar

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planetpiastri · 1 year ago

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pairing: logan sargeant x fem!williams admin!reader [no faceclaim, reader is faceless] summary: logan has a crush on the admin of the williams instagram account, and quite literally everyone knows. except for the williams admin. notes: can't believe my first new fic since i overhauled my account is a logan sargeant smau, but life takes you in unexpected directions sometimes LMAO anyways i'm so proud of him and his first f1 point<3 enjoy!

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alex_albon is 'your job' a new nickname you're trying out ? ynusername be nice boys username2 YO?

logansargeant When did you take that?? ☹️

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williamsracing YEEEEHAAAAWWW TEXAS BRING IT ON!!! 🤠🐂🤘

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alex_albon always getting my best angles

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username4 this trio is so chaotic i love them

username5 feeling very parasocial abt yn and her williams boys

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ynusername petition to move the usa grand prix to galveston next year

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username6 i don't think cars are allowed on the beach

ynusername that's what they want you to think

alex_albon i thought you said you had a family thing 🤨

ynusername look away grandpa alex_albon GRANDPA??

username7 ok it's literally logan's home race i was hoping we'd get some bts pics of him but he's not even in the likes :(

username8 he's still in austin with alex, i think yn just took a day trip

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logansargeant Missing home a little extra right now

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username9 WAIT WAS HE ALSO IN GALVESTON???

username10 bruh read the caption, he's literally talking about florida

alex_albon i do not believe that you made that fire

logansargeant I am a manly man 💪 alex_albon lol ok

username11 logan ur literally in america just go home for the day

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williamsracing 🔥🔥🔥

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williamsracing LOGAN'S FIRST POINTS SCORED ON HIS HOME TURF 🇺🇸🏈🦅 the whole team is so unbelievably proud of him!

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username17 IS THIS THE LAUNCH THAT I THINK IT IS???

alex_albon finally

ynusername you love us alex_albon i love peace and quiet because i don't have to listen to him pine anymore logansargeant Ok I wasn't THAT bad... alex_albon (he was)

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logansargeant I said I was sorry!!!

ynusername a few more kisses to make up for it and you're forgiven ❤️

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logansargeant Ok I'll admit that I was not the one who lit the bonfire

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alex_albon i knew it!!!!

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ickybby · 4 months ago

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and to think that the escalation of this indecency is the culmination of an atrocious rift in their relationship coming to a head. the discovery of fawn's filthy secret, the first of many to irreparably alter the course of their lives. for the better, no doubt ( at least in the eyes of the degenerate siblings ). perhaps that's partly what makes them simultaneously the best and worst matches for one another. what would've typically decimated a typical sibling bond has merely served as a gateway drug. the disgusting meet cute for these parts of their personalities a baseline for the sick reshaping of their precious relationship. "like you could stop me." she's always been a nosy little sister. always tugging at her older brother's sleeve to be included in whatever he was up to, or flat-out bulldozing her way into spending time together, whether it annoyed him or not. now, her lustful adoration is a hypermutation of that once innocent love. "mmm, don't get me wrong. the encouragement is great! now i get to go through your shit guilt-free. i did lie about your favorite hoodie by the way. totally stole some of your comfier boxers too. figured you oughta know now before you throw most of my clothes away and find a few of your things in there."

fawn's so small. not solely petite in nature, the youthful immaturity, inexperience, and recklessness are often combined into a volatile concoction. the brunette beauty has had little time, if any, to build her identity well enough to know what is and isn't her. not that she's level-headed enough to see that clearly either, not with jonah there to further corrupt and mold her into a mockery of a heavenly creature. not necessarily a fallen angel, when the girl would've needed to achieve a saintly reputation. she's fully content with being nothing more than an enthusiastic participant to her condemnation. jonah's eager little aid while he takes the lead on their downfall. truly the definition of a devil in disguise. "y'know, if anything i've been getting more people buggin' me about why they don't see us around town as often anymore. i told someone working at the pretzel shack at the mall that you were trying to cut carbs. i don't even know what a carb is, jonah..." she knows what he's saying is true, he knows it too. he's shoved his fingers deep enough into her cunt by now to feel the effects degrading and hurting his precious little sister has. "yeah," a nervous giggle bursts out of her. "i really am fucked up, hm? hurt me. make me cry. control every single aspect of my life. god, i want your cock." the last dreamy, distracted admission is more for herself than for her older brother. "oh! i don't wanna wear a bra when we go shopping. no panties, neither. pretty please? how long do you think you can last before we end up in a dressing room or a family restroom for a quick fuck? i hope it's not too long."

"dr. frogbert to you, he worked so hard for his doctorate. and you're not close enough with him like that yet..." she trails off, her playful scolding no longer relevant to her as her big brother strips in front of her. fawn's eyes widened, lips parted in divine awe while coming face to face with a man's cock for the first time. her man, now. "ah well, don't worry, you'll all get acquainted real soon." she's attempting to tease while comically distracted; thrilled with the way his swollen head looks oozing precum. so much so, it takes her a second or two to process the generous offer to make those decisions. brows furrow along with the shake of her head. "what if... i don't want it?" a pout of those spit-slick lush lips, genuinely confused and frustrated by the overwhelming choices at hand. "whatever you think is best. please don't make me figure it out when your cock is out in front of my face." she hasn't been capable of looking jonah in the eyes since he dropped his pants, seemingly mesmerized by every inch of this length and every touch he gives himself. "i'm never gonna be able to focus, and if you won't fuck me until i pick... i'm picking tears." absentmindedly, her hand caresses her slender stomach as it trails down to the heart decorating her pretty little cunt. fingertips toy with her creamy arousal. when she decides to finally stop gawking at his erect cock, it's to maintain eye contact with her older brother as she sucks clean each individual finger that was just in her cunt.

how quickly jonah had managed to push past the illicit job his sister held, how instead of focusing on the sexual acts she carried out for her audience he was now wondering about what she could show HIM. never would he have thought his doe eyed sister could be so inherently sensual, lips he wishes he could kiss forever and a tight body he yearns to own — which he will, he's sure of it now. she may willingly show her youthful body to faceless viewers but for him jonah was positive she would crack herself open and let him climb inside if he so much as asked. but wouldn't he do the same for her? push everyone else away so that he could devote himself entirely to fawn? their love was a sick mutation of what sibling love should be and yet he can't say that it doesn't feel natural, as smooth and instinctual as breathing. "anything, you name it and i'll share it with you — hell you can search my browser history if you want." would likely stumble upon disgusting videos of women being spread wide, step siblings fucking like possessed animals on the family couch, groping hands exploring pretty women's bodies and using them. but there was no need to keep his desires a secret, faw was the only person who knew him ; all of him.

"easy, we just need to get rid of the clothes that hide your body — baggy jumpers, loose trousers y'know all of that stuff isn't really YOU anymore, is it?" the picture she paints is so salacious he's almost drooling, his docile sister modelling tight clothing and barely there lingerie for him to either approve or disapprove of. "i don't think anyone in those stores are gonna have an issue with me helping you make decisions, not around here anyways." they were siblings, after all. jonah could hide his relentless hungering for fawn for the sake of the sales assistant they would undoubtedly know, someone either fawn or himself had gone to school with, maybe with a friend in common — although that was much more likely in fawn's case than his own. with such a perfect pair of tits jonah can't help but think it would be a shame to not play with them, pinch and tug those hard nipples so they practically popped against her smooth skin. admission that tumbles from her lips robs the male of his breath for a moment, is this real? his sister was . . . she was everything he could ever dream of in a girl. "like when i make you cry a little too? bet your pussy's fuckin' leaking so bad right now just 'cause i'm tugging on these tits." her tone is unsure, as if she's afraid jonah may not appreciate her truth — how could she not know him? guess that his cock was aching, balls full and uncomfortable beneath his trousers. "i'm gonna hurt you so good, faw. so fuckin' good don't worry about it, okay?"

plush toys carefully arranged on her bed are so intrinsically fawn that jonah can't resist the twisted temptation to fuck her amongst them — to take her virginity while their beady eyes watched the entire depraved scene. "oh, you almost lost frogbert", he teases, barely holding back a laugh as she reaches for the green frog, probably bought for her when she was a spoiled eight or nine year old. the moment she settles herself and spreads those slim legs jonah loses patience with his zipper, yanking it downwards as his hues dance across her body. maybe it was the fumes swirling around him or maybe it was just fawn but shit, his sister was so beautiful it hurt. shoving his trousers and boxers down to the floor jonah exposes his hardened cock as she begins to ramble, hand fisting his leaking length as his brows inch upwards. hm. made sense she wasn't on birth control, also made sense he hadn't brought a condom to confront his stubborn little sister. "tomorrow we can get you the pill, how about that? then . . . then birth control, if you want?" aches to control her every choice, yet seemingly draws the line at added hormones being introduced to her body. "but i wanna . . . fuck faw, i really wanna cum inside you. it'll feel amazing, for both of us and you want that, don't you?" he's propping one knee on the end of her bed, hand stroking his thick shaft with a force that both thrills and hurts. keeping his arousal at bay for when he finally gets to stretch out her wet little cunt for the first time.

#sugcrbites #jonah x fawn #queue ... 🌱#fawn ... 🌱

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juanarc-thethird · 2 years ago

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Weiss dresses as a mummy for her knight only for one of the. bandages to come off revealing her petite body to Jaune.

Jaune: *Dressed up as Indiana Jones* Weiss, are you ready?

Weiss: *Jumps out of nowhere* Boo!

In front of him was his adorable girlfriend dressed as a mummy. She was bandaged from head to toe, and she only showed her beautiful eyes, her pretty smile, and of course, her beautiful hair.

Jaune: *Smiles* Hi~

Weiss: *Upset* You didn't get scared.

Jaune: What did you expect? You look so adorable.

Weiss: *Blushing* Stop, I'm trying to be scary.

Jaune: Well, if it makes you feel better. When I saw you in that costume my heart almost burst~

Weiss: *Red* Stop it, we have a party to go to.

Jaune: *Chuckles* Let's go then.

Weiss: Just let me put on my jacket and we can go.

Weiss grabs her white jacket from the closet near the door. As he puts it on, the bandages on the back loosen, revealing her petite body to Jaune. Jaune just stares at her with his eyes wide open. Red as a tomato, she covers herself in a second.

Weiss: Excuse me, I'm going to change now.

She was about to go change but is stopped by Jaune grabbing her shoulders.

Weiss: *Looks at him* Jaune?

Jaune: *Blushing* Sorry Weiss, you already looked beautiful but when I saw how those bandages fell off your body, that turned me on.

Weiss: Turn you on?

She slowly looks down at her boyfriend's pants and sees a bulge forming in his pants.

Weiss: *Blushing* Oh God.

Jaune: Weiss...

She looks at him

Jaune: Can we?

Weiss looks at her boyfriend's face carefully. He has a face of lust, he wants her and my God, she loves that. She, without a second thought, nods her head, assuring him that he can do whatever he wants with her.

Jaune carries her from the waist and sits her on one of the tables in the room. With his right hand he takes her by the nape of her neck gently and guides it to her lips where he begins to kiss her passionately. As they do so, Jaune uses his other hand to remove the bandages from her crotch, while Weiss unbuttons Jaune's dress shirt and unbuckles his pants. Neither of them say anything, they just let their lust take over.

Jaune finally removed the bandages and without warning he stopped kissing Weiss, took both of her legs and spread them open. This turned her on even more, seeing her man behaving so wild, it's so hot for her. He then moves his hands under her thighs and grabs her waist. He lowers his head and begins to eat her out.

Weiss: Oh Fuck! Jaune!~

These are the moments Weiss wishes she had said yes earlier to Jaune when he asked her out. He is a very passionate lover. The first time they did it, it was a very intense experience. She was already interested in Jaune, but after that night she knew she shouldn't let go of him.

Jaune loves to go down on Weiss. The expressions she makes when he plays with her clit are so cute. It also tells him if he is doing a good job. For example, when he uses his lips to pull on her clit she…

Weiss: *Grabs his hair* Oh my God~!

...does that. It's a lot of fun for him. But it's so much better when he leaves her wanting more. Using his mouth, Jaune gives her pussy a good lick. He presses firmly with his tongue as he moves it up and down. She loves it, her thighs begin to squeeze his head in pleasure.

Weiss: Fuck~

He begins to move his hands all over her abdomen and her breasts. She enjoys the feeling of his big hands massaging her entire body in an erotic way. She takes one of his hands and interlocks it with hers. She can feel that she is about to cum.

Weiss: Jaune~! Don't stop! I'm about to… I'm about to…!!

Jaune cheekily stops and raises his head with a big smile on his face.

Weiss: Why did you stop?!

Without saying a word, Jaune removes his underwear, and takes out his hard member in front of her. Without wasting a second, he lines up with her pussy and shoves it all in.

Weiss: OH FUCK~!

Jaune grabs both of her legs and puts them on his shoulders. Takes hold of her waist with her hands and slowly slams her hips against her again and again.

*Smack!.... Smack!.... Smack!....*

Weiss: Aah~! Fuck~!

Jaune: God~ You're tight. Does it feel good?

*Smack!.... Smack!.... Smack!....*

Weiss: ...Fuck...Ah~ ...me...

Jaune: I'm sorry?

Weiss out of nowhere grabs Jaune's dress shirt, pulls it, and to his face she tells him.

Weiss: I said... Fuck me~!

Jaune: *Smiles* As you wish~

*Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!*

Weiss: Oh FUck yES~!!!

Jaune: Do you like it rough princess?~

Weiss: I love it!!~

The two of them continue to enjoy the warmth of each other's bodies. Weiss tries to hold on to Jaune's strong arms as he fucks her non-stop. Jaune on the other side, tries to hold on, seeing his girlfriend moan while she's enjoying his cock pushes him to the limit.

Jaune: Shit~!

Weiss: What's the matter? Ah~

Jaune: I think I'm almost at my limit.

Weiss: Then fuck me harder your stupid stud!!

Jaune: Fuck!~

*Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!*

Weiss: That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me good!!! Don't STOP!!!

*Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!*

Jaune: FUck Fuck Fuck!

Weiss: What's wrong?!~ Are you going to cum?!~ Do you want to cum inside my delicious pussy?!~

Jaune: Yes!

Weiss: Then cum inside me, you fucking stud~! Fill me with your milk! I want it all!

*SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!*

Jaune: OH GOD!!! I'm cumming!! I'M CUMMING!!!!

Weiss: DO IT!! CUM IN ME!!! CUM IN ME!!!

*SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!....SMACK!!!!*

Jaune: Oh WEISS!!!

Weiss: Oh FUUUCK~!

Weiss can feel her insides getting fill with her lover's warm cum. His cock throbs with each rope of cum. They are exhausted, they look into each other's eyes and kiss passionately.

Jaune: I love you~

Weiss: I love you too~

Jaune: So, shall we get ready for the party?

Weiss: Forget the party. Why don't we fool around tonight?

Jaune: *Smiles* I love that idea.

He picks her up like a princess and the two go to their room.

Weiss: *Giggles* Best Halloween ever~

#jaune #rwby jaune arc #rwby jaune #jaune arc #rwby weiss #weiss schnee #rwby weiss schnee #weiss #rwby #rwby smut #jaune x weiss #jaune arc x weiss schnee #rwby jaune x weiss #rwby jaune arc x weiss schnee #rwby whiteknight #whiteknight

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ballet-symphonie · 2 years ago

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Absolutely mandatory viewing - a truly spectacular DQ.

Highlights include:

0:00 Renata's stunning series of temps de flèche

2:57 Renata doing an assemblé so high that her head nearly goes outside of the camera frame

3:36 Act 1 Pas de trois, finishing with Kimin's signature consecutive double tours

4:14 Kitri's act I variation, complete with triple piqués en dehors and backbreaking leaps, all at whirlwind speed.

4:54 The superman Kimin, with one arm press lifts to both sides!

5:38 Charming Renata, so expressive in her eyes to go along with razor-sharp balances and mindblowing turns, ending the dizzying diagonal with a double piqués en dehors with her arms over her head.

7:58 Love how she jumps so freely into his arms with her head completely thrown back, so exciting!

8:40 Kimin's acting, so cute, he can't possibly even fake being angry with his Kitri, followed by lots of head-shaking DRAMA

8:58 That smirk, I'm dead. PLUS THE KISS TO THE AUDIENCE. Love the pandering that is DQ

9:47 Just too cute, have no further words. Renata's expressions are beyond adorable especially when she cheekily asks for more kisses. HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD YOU TWO

9:57 Ahh yes, she remembered now. Here comes the pageantry, especially effective with her fluttering her big doe eyes

10:25 Haven't seen this before, Kimin lovably tugging on Renata's skirt, "Hey, we're doing this gig to get hitched remember! Eyes on the prize!" Their expressions and chemistry is just pure gold.

11:19 Love how playful Renata is in the entree, with deep cambrés and bold arm and head movements, especially as she finishes the pirouettes. Very attractive to see the character of Kitri still shining in the grand pas.

11:54 Flawless lift. Notice Renata's superb coordination, in order to catch the music on time, she prepares her arms to start the turns while coming down from the lift.

12:20 Full split grand pas de chat with no momentum into the adagio preparation SO EXTRA, SO DON Q, I'M HERE FOR IT

12:30 "I'll just make a couple timestamps, I won't go crazy".....I lied to myself. But but this fouette is just too good, Kimin transitioning with both arms stretched wide to show her off. Renata's eyes just make me fall in love and I'm obsessed with her sassy transition into 4th position en pointe.

12:54 WHAT A MOMENT. TIME LITERALLY STOPPED....moving on

13:02 I promise I'll stop timestamping every 10 seconds but like, that arabesque balance is how every balance should be. Classy, without showboating, an active choice on when to exist, no needless 4th wall breaking, perfectly musical.

13:20 The pirouettes? Stellar. The transition out of it? Even better.

13:44 SHe's so confident here, she looks up and explodes her arms out before exiting the pirouette into the penché. That choice creates such feelings of elation.

14:11 Give me either one of their renveresé, thanks :)

14:16 Exiting this (gorgeously done) lift can be awkward, love how Renata uses her arms to transition into the next pose

15:02 YES to the traveling that's happening!!

15:33 Her smile. That's all. Delightful.

15:47 ADORABLE

16:13 Kimin's variation starts. I mean come on. He's just flying around. THOSE OUTSIDE ATTITUDE PIOUETTES. Super stable tours to high arabesques. Just too good.

17:04 Renata's variation starts. Jawdropping footwork, the petit rond de jambes are so clean and so precise, and she's moving so much when she does them. HERE FOR THE RENATA SASS. THe way her face lights up when the crowd starts clapping is priceless

17:57 CODA TIME!!!! Legitimately think no one has ever done this jump better than Kimin. And that manage, just looks like it takes no effort for him to complete. He just floats around like it's nothing.

18:21 Holy shit her fouettes are insane, AND THEN ALL DOUBLES IN THe SECOND HALF???? Aish, her tiny frustrated face appeared for half a second because she was the tiniest bit off and had to do one single. But what a fight, she's such a spitfire. I was on the edge of my seat.

18:45 Speechless. Just what??? How????? Kimin Kim, explain yourself????

19:15 THE WAY THEY SMILE. WHAT A SHOW!!!!

I did this during my first watch-through, I think you can gauge my level of excitement quite clearly ahaha. Let me know your favorite moments and if you enjoyed reading my first reaction :)

#renata shakirova #kimin kim #don quixote #kitri #basilio #ballet #mariinsky #mariinsky ballet #mariinsky theatre #russian ballet #ballerina #ballet video #Youtube

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" my favorite mini - furnace , " matias murmurs as he emphasizes his point by tightening his grip around her petite frame . smile remains present on his features as she teases him and giggles , feeling butterflies fluttering about in his chest at the adorable sight . not only was sophie his personal definition of perfection , but she was cute as hell . everything she did was so fucking endearing . doubts she realizes that a single look from her is capable of bringing matias to his knees . " i'll give the people some good tv , get drunk and say some stupid shit ─── my brand , " he says jokingly , " but no one is gonna ruin it for us . besides . . . my producers don't exactly hate our relationship . they kinda dig it , if i'm honest . more attention for the show . " has seen relationships get destroyed before they could even flourish due to negative media attention . he's grateful that the universe is giving them this grace of approval . not that it would change the way he felt about them being together , but it's nice to have the support of not only his bosses , but the general public too . releases a soft sigh as lover's fingertips dance along his countenance , feeling himself becoming immersed in her gaze . doesn't know how he managed to live all these years without her , without knowing what love could feel like . can't live without her now , that's for damn sure . " they're gonna like you . just be yourself , baby . i've been hyping you up to them since day one . they just need to see how fuckin' amazing you are for themselves . " understands why she would be nervous to be introduced to the whole gang . they were an intimidating bunch looking from the outside in , but they were all strangers once too ─── now look at them . he doesn't foreseen a scenario where sophie wouldn't be accepted with open arms . then again , he's biased as hell and everyone knows it . " you know . . . that tiny , slutty nurse costume , that doesn't just have to be for when i'm sick . . . now that i think about it , i think i'm about due for a checkup . . . what do you think , soph ? or should i say nurse ? " shivers run up his spine at the way she plays with his hair , needy hand dipping beneath the covers to grope at her thigh , his thumb tracing circles around milky flesh . " we're really good at that . good at the partying . . . . really , really good at the fucking part too . "

" sure, sure — you'll remember it for all of two seconds before you remember that i'm a mini furnace and can warm you up no matter what." childishly the femme sticks her tongue out, giggles working their way out of her plump brims. being with matias felt as natural to sophie as breathing, as if after all those years of being alone she was finally opening her lungs and taking those deep calming breaths. he was the reason she woke up every day feeling like she was floating on a cloud ( and that didn't even take into account the times when she woke up with him between her legs ) and spent the entire day entranced by the wonder of it all, of them. "oh you can get into a little drama, some testosterone fights with your boys about who drank the expensive vodka or something — but i don't want anyone ruining our trip away, or ruining your handsome face." pastel pink nails brush gently over his cheek, down toward his sharp jawline. her own friends knew all about matias by now, photos had been snapped in public and her group chat had blown up with questions. she'd gleefully answered every single one, goofy smile on her face as she told them about being involved with matias. " hopefully your friends will like me, tell me how to make a good impression?" lashes flutter as her head tilts curiously. "i always take care of you baby, i'd make sure to fuck you back to perfect health. wear a tiny little nurse outfit too", grinning at the scenario sophie runs her fingers through his dark locks, enjoying his body so close to her own again. " oh yeah, i wanna do everything and anything with you out there. go crazy, party and fuck until sunrise and then wake up to do it all over again."

#matias.#pls ily so bad i just always want the best for u !!! <3

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carbo-ships · 2 years ago

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@blackdragon-selfships @turnaboutace @shelfsip @red-velvet-ships @dappercookiexd:

Good heavens, y'all were eager! Let's see...

🌺 - What first caught your eye when it came to Carly?

Probably just how tiny she is. She's a scrawny little thing, and not very tall either. She's like a doll!

🌷 - What is your favorite thing to do with Carly?

Probably just curl up in front of the fire with a warm meal. She gets all cuddly with me and dozes off more often than not.

🍁 - What’s your favorite outfit your Carly has worn?

Probably that dress she wore to the wedding we went to a couple years back. I can probably count on one hand the number of times I've seen her in a dress. It's certainly not her favorite thing to wear, but I think she looks heavenly.

🌊 - How do you handle being separated from Carly for any amount of time?

As long as I know she's safe, I honestly don't mind too much. I know we'll be reunited again eventually, even if our duties keep us apart for a while. It does tug at my heartstrings knowing she misses me as much as she does when I'm away, though.

🌻 - How would you describe Carly physically?

Petite, adorable, sweet lil smattering of freckles, gorgeous brown curls, biggest doe eyes you've ever seen.

🌼 - How would you describe Carly's personality?

Tenderhearted, hilarious, generous, loyal... You've got me rambling now.

💐 - What have you learned from Carly?

It took me a while to figure out how to answer this one, to be honest. I'll be 419 this winter. Inherently, there ain't a lot about the world that I don't know yet. But I think one thing she's definitely taught me is what it feels like to love, and be loved.

🌸 - How did you meet Carly?

Uhg. I ain't proud of this, but if you must know...

"Ani?" Soldagand called, standing in the doorway of the kitchen that led to the den.

"Hmm?" Ani replied from his spot at the sink. He was finishing up a few chores before he and Soldagand left for a trip into town.

"What is that?" He indicated towards the being who was curled up in front of the fire, seemingly fast asleep next to a raccoon.

"Oh, did I not mention that I have a guest?" Ani asked. "A mage was lost and injured in the woods. I have opened my home to her."

"Hmm." Soldagand eyed her curiously. "She human?"

"Yes. As far as I can tell, anyway. I suppose I haven't asked, but I have no reason to suspect otherwise."

"She's adorable."

Aniketos chuckled. "Yes, you do have a soft spot for little things, don't you?"

Soldagand rolled his eyes. "I'm not soft, I just— she's cute. What's her name?"

"Carly."

"Carly..." Soldagand was silent for a moment. "Think she'd mind if I picked her up and gave her a lil cuddle?"

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before manhandling her?" Aniketos reminded him with a laugh.

"I guess."

"She's a human, Soldagand, not a kitten. And please, at least wait until the poor thing has woken up."

"As if there's a difference. But fine, if you insist."

Much to Soldagand's excitement, Aniketos's human guest was awake when they returned from town. She was standing in front of the fireplace, admiring the squirrels that sat on the mantle. She hadn't seemed to notice the dryads' arrival. Sol glanced to Ani for approval, and upon receiving a nod, strode into the den. "What have we here?" came Sol's booming voice.

The young woman jumped slightly, startled out of her thoughts. She was a timid little thing, gawking at him like that.

"Carly, right? The name's Soldagand. Ani's been tellin' me all about you." He offered his hand.

She quickly collected herself. "It's nice to meet you," Carly said once she found her voice, shaking his hand and offering him a warm smile. His dwarfed hers, so much that it was almost comical.

"Likewise. Now, let me get a good look at ya..." Without another word, he lifted the poor girl into the air from under her arms. She let out an embarrassed squeak and completely froze. "Well, well, well! You've got yourself a cute one!" he praised Ani as he looked her over. She was even lighter than he anticipated — she couldn't have weighed much more than one hundred pounds. He was easily two feet taller than her. "And so tiny, too!" Her freckled cheeks started turning red and he chuckled. "Do all humans change color like this when you pick 'em up?" he asked Aniketos with a sly grin. "Or is it just yours?"

"Soldagand," Ani warned his guest with a sigh.

Sol finally set her down and sent her a playful wink. The poor girl looked ready to faint. It took all his resolve not to laugh. It was clear the girl was frazzled. Intimidated, certainly. It was adorable. Satisfied, he ruffled her hair and strode back over to his friend.

Aniketos seemed unamused. "Must you tease my guest like that?"

"C'mon, I was just messin' with her! Besides, she liked it — you saw how red she was gettin'."

#Soldagand Takeover #ask

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dakotacrisis · 3 years ago

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Topsy Turvy

Hyper-fixation has been activated! Who needs to work on their wips when they can start something else entirely? Hahaha...it’d be funny if it wasn’t true.

Anyhoo! Saw this cute comic by @hannahyonana and my goblin brain latched on and wouldn’t let it go. So I give you this unofficial expansion of this wonderful comic. In short: these children are disasters in more ways than one.

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Two weeks. That is how long Adrien would be gone. Two long and painful weeks without seeing his face or hearing his voice. Pictures and videos were well and good but they were no proper substitute for the real thing.

Marinette came to the train station to see him off and steal a few more blessed minutes with him before he departed on his work trip/vacation. She had tried to convince Alya and Nino to come so she wasn’t totally alone with him but they already had plans. Marinette hadn't heard about any plans before this so she could only assume this was another Alya scheme to give Marinette a chance to confess.

Marinette had thought about it. Telling Adrien how she felt would get a lot off this nervous tension and anxiety off her chest. He didn’t even need to respond or give her an answer. Just having him know would be enough.

But could she do it? She had tried countless times before to no avail. What made this different?

Adrien and her walked along the platform full of people bustling to get here and there. Marinette gripped the box of macarons her parents made for Adrien behind her back.

The Gorilla took Adrien’s luggage and carried it onto the train. He looked back to see if Adrien was following.

"You go on ahead, I want to say goodbye real quick." Adrien ushered his bodyguard away. The Gorilla looked between them and with a curt nod of his head disappeared inside the train.

Adrien turned back to Marinette. His hair was stylishly tousled and his smile bright and beaming. Could the boy stop modeling for even a second? How was anyone meant to keep their wits about them with that thousand watt smile?

"Thanks for coming to see me off, Mari." Adrien said.

"Of course," Marinette replied, shuffling from foot to foot. "Even if you're only gone for two weeks…"

She brought the box out from behind her back and held it out to him. "Also, this is for you from my parents. A little something to snack on during the ride."

"What! That's so sweet! Literally." Adrien took the box with glee. "Be sure to give them my thanks."

"I will,"

BEE-BOOP!

The pair looked up at the sudden sound.

"Oh, that means it's time for me to go," Adrien said with a small shake of his head.

Gone again. In just another minute he'd be out of her reach once more. Even after all this time saying goodbye felt so hard. He was only going to be gone for two weeks! He was gonna come back! Why did it hurt so much being away from him?

That familiar weight settled on her chest. So many feelings left unspoken. Secrets she was dying to share. It felt like they were smothering her.

"Before you go," Marinette halted him before he could enter the train, "I have something to tell you."

"Oh yeah?" Adrien tilted his head like a curious little puppy. Why did he have to be so cute? Marinette was sweating he was so cute. Or maybe that was just her inner terror at what she was about to say.

"Well I--you see--I…" Marinette stammered and lost her nerve, "I uh, make sure to send us pictures."

"Of course!" Adrien responded with glee. "Alright well, see you later, Marinette."

He turned to get on the train and Marinette’s heart sank. Another chance at happiness, wasted. Perhaps it was for the best.

She forced her feet to move, to carry her from this painful moment. When they did though they didn't back away. They surged forward. She was barely aware that she had reached out for Adrien until she grabbed the back of his shirt.

"Wait! That's not it!" She proclaimed loudly. Her nerves came out in the shakiness and desperation in her voice. She kept her eyes shut tight. Afraid of what she would see if she opened them.

"The truth is, I'm in love with you!" She blurted out. She let go of his shirt, her hands fisted into tight balls by her side as she quickly explained, "I'm not expecting a reply. I know you don't like me back. But have a nice trip!"

She turned on her heel and fled. Tears of anxiety or fear stinging her eyes. The last thing she heard was Adrien calling out for her to wait. Once she was far enough away she risked a glance back and saw Adrien’s face staring out the closed door in shock before the train pulled away from the station.

She stared at the now empty train track for a long time before it truly hit her. She just told Adrien she was in love with him. He was going to be thinking about how she told him she loved him for the next two weeks. Then she was going to have to face him knowing all that when he returned home.

Marinette whipped out her phone and called Alya. “I did something stupid and I need help.”

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Adrien pulled himself away from the train door and sat down in his seat. Marinette’s parting words echoed in his ears. She loves him. She is in love with him.

When did that happen? He knew they were friends but he hadn’t expected her to be in love with him. Marinette…

He glanced down at the box in his hands. Something small and sweet to take with him. A reminder of home. A reminder of someone petite and kind that just spilled her heart out to him on the train platform.

She said she didn’t expect a response but he felt like he owed her one. She had also said she knew that he didn’t like her the same way she liked him. While it was true that Adrien’s heart had belonged to Ladybug for as long as he’s known her he did feel a warmth around Marinette. Was that love? Or was it just friendship?

Nino had a crush on Marinette. Maybe he would know. Adrien pulled out his phone and hit Nino’s number. “Hey, I’m on the train heading out but I had a question about Marinette.”

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“Oh dear,” Alya shook her head, she covered the receiver of her phone so Marinette couldn’t hear. Not that Marinette could hear anything over the sound of her own panicked ramblings. She turned to Nino on the couch with a sly smile. “Marinette just confessed to Adrien before he went on his trip and she’s freaking out.”

“Wow, good for her, do you think Adrien will respond?” Nino asked.

“No idea,” Alya shrugged, “It’s a good thing we left them alone though. Marinette finally got the guts to say something to him.”

“Speak of the devil,” Nino held up his phone where Adrien’s contact picture flashed on the screen. He hit answer. “Hey dude, what’s up? Miss me already?”

Alya went back to listening to Marinette and trying to calm her down while Nino talked to Adrien. The both of them were panicking messes as they ranted and lamented at their respective best friends over the phone.

“I don’t really know what to tell you about your own feelings, dude,” Nino told Adrien, “Yeah I had a crush on Marinette but it only lasted a week. That’s kind of how it is with most of the people from our class.”

“What?” Adrien said.

“Yeah, literally everyone has had a small crush on Marinette at one point or another growing up. You’re like the only person who hasn’t. Which is weird considering how much she dotes on you and swoons around you. Did you really not know about her crush until today?”

“No!”

“Ah...then again you have been head over heels for Ladybug I don’t suppose you would have noticed anyone else unless they confessed to you point blank.” Nino said. He had thought that Adrien’s crush on the spotted hero of Paris was something that had been waning recently once he had agreed to go out with Kagami. But when they broke up it had returned full force.

“Marinette, hold on a second,” Alya shushed Marinette on the other line and turned to Nino with wide eyes, “Did you just say that Adrien has a crush on Ladybug?”

“Uh yeah? Why?”

“What’s going on?” Adrien asked.

“Alya is--”

Alya snatched the phone out of his hands. She held up the other phone with Marinette on the line. “Girl, I know you are spiraling right now but I am gonna need to call you back. I swear I will only be like ten minutes max. Goodbye.” she turned to Nino’s phone, “Now you, pretty boy, I’m gonna need you to repeat that for me.”

“That I have a crush on Ladybug?” Adrien answered timidly.

“How long has that been a thing?”

“Since she first showed up in Paris. Why?”

Nino saw the calculations going off in Alya’s head as she processed this information. Had she not known? He was sure she had to have known but apparently that wasn’t the case.

“Adrien, listen to me very carefully,” Alya said, “You are going to want to accept Marinette’s feelings.”

“Listen, Alya, I know that you are her best friend but--”

“No buts, Agreste!” Alya snapped, “Really listen to me here. I know that you have feelings for Ladybug. Who wouldn’t? She’s amazing but she’s also a superhero with a secret identity. Do you really think you can take Ladybug out to the movies or invite her home for dinner? How are you gonna call her? How do you plan on making that work?”

“Well I--”

“Moonlight rendezvous over the rooftops of Paris sound fine and dandy but you know what else is nice? Marinette. Tangible and readily available with romantic feelings already pre-downloaded in her core. You already call her our Everyday Ladybug. What more do you want?”

“I see your point. But that situation is a little more complicated than that.”

“No it isn’t. Do you not think Marinette is great?”

“She is. She really is.”

“Do you not think she is cute?”

“She is very adorable and attractive. I will confess to that.”

“So if Ladybug wasn’t a thing then would you consider dating Marinette?”

“I mean I guess. But Ladybug is still real and she owns my heart. I can’t just give up on her that easily.”

“Adrien, I do not know how to tell you this but you are not giving up anything by dating Marinette. She is every bit as amazing as Ladybug and you would do well to remember that. As a wise man once said, “far better than any dream girl, is one of flesh and blood, one warm and caring, and right before your eyes.””

“Did you steal that from The Little Mermaid?”

“Not the point! Just think on it. You have two weeks before you come back and make a decision. I suggest you use the time wisely and really consider what I’m telling you. I’m not just saying this because Marinette is my best friend but because I know deep in my gut that you two were made for each other. The only one that doesn’t see it is you.”

“You think we’re made for each other?” Adrien’s voice was soft and quiet. It made Alya’s heart melt.

“I do. I think that you two would make each other so incredibly happy.” Alya sighed, “But no pressure or anything. At the end of the day it is your heart and your choice. I’m just asking you to look at all the possibilities before you make a decision.”

“Okay, I’ll think on it. I promise.”

“Good. Now I gotta call Marinette back before she worries herself into a human pretzel. Bye.” Alya handed the phone back to Nino. She dialed Marinette back and wandered into her room for privacy.

“Why did you hang up on me?” Marinette asked. “I am having a crisis here!”

“Girl,” Alya’s face broke into a grin that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame. “You are not gonna believe this. Adrien’s had a crush on you this entire time. Or rather, a huge, massive, fanboy crush on Ladybug that is.”

“WHAT!”

*Two weeks later*

Well that was the longest two weeks of Adrien’s life. He had done what Alya suggested and really thought over his feelings for Marinette and Ladybug. The more he compared them the more he realized how alike they were. He knew he called Marinette their Everyday Ladybug but he hadn’t realized how true that was until now.

His heart belonged to Ladybug but he would be lying if he said he didn’t feel anything for Marinette. Adrien knew that through Alya and Nino’s eyes the answer was obvious. Marinette was their friend and classmate and she was so much closer to them then Ladybug. But they didn’t know that Adrien was Chat Noir. They didn’t know that he had a direct line to Ladybug. They didn’t know he had this already huge connection to her.

So what was there to do? Have a happy civilian life with Marinette and stop his pursuit of Ladybug? Or let Marinette down gently and keep trying to make things work with his Lady? He needed to come to a decision quick since his train was getting closer to the Paris station. What if Marinette was waiting out on the platform? What was he going to tell her?

The train came to a screeching halt that flung everyone forward. What in the world was that? HE scrambled to the window and saw the leg of a huge a robot. An akuma.

He was thinking up an excuse to leave his bodyguard when the roof of the train was ripped off. The giant robot looked in and reached out its hand and started grabbing random people and dropping them into its mouth.

He had to get out of here and transform! He made a bolt for the bathroom but the robot got him first and lifted him off the ground. He struggled to get free but he was no use against thousands of pounds of metal and magic.

“Oh no you don’t!” the robot’s arm lurched away from its mouth. Ladybug stood on a nearby building with her yo-yo drawn tight to keep the robot from dropping Adrien down its gullet. “Rena! Now!”

Rena Rouge leapt out from behind Ladybug and pounced at the akuma. She dug her flute down between Adrien and the clamp holding him captive. With a large heave she pried the clamp open enough for Adrien to wiggle free. She reached to grab him but at that moment the robot had broken free from Ladybug’s hold and the pair of them were thrown off.

“I got ya!” Ladybug swooped down and grabbed hold of Adrien. Rena was quick on her feet made a safe landing down on the ground.

They landed on a nearby rooftop for Ladybug to deposit him. “You okay?” She asked.

“Yeah, never better,” Adrien’s heart was beating wildly in his chest.

“Good,” Ladybug looked back at the akuma with a small frown, “I gotta go take care of this guy but you should be safe here.”

“Alright,”

“By the way you’re really cute and I think we should go to a movie sometime. Bye!” Ladybug said quickly and leapt back into the fight.

“Wait! What?!” Adrien shouted after her but she was already gone. He was so stunned that by the time he remembered he was Chat Noir and should be helping Ladybug and Rena Rouge had already defeated the akuma.

The miraculous cure swept across the city and Adrien was deposited back in the fixed train in his seat like nothing had happened. Well this got a whole lot more complicated!

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(Part 2)

#affectionately named after a tag in OPs post #post gang of secrets #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #marientte dupain cheng #alya cesaire #topsy turvy #ladrien question mark?#adrinette question mark?#writing

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postwarlevi · 3 years ago

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Chaise

Content- You and Levi try to spend some time together during your busy days.

an- About 2500 words, don't know how. Is this okay? Don't feel like it's my best but I do like this idea of the chaise. :)

"Hey Captain!" You smile when you see Levi in the hall.

"Morning." He greets, stopping in front of you. "I'm sorry, I can't do breakfast, still behind with work." He's already grabbed a breakfast sandwich to eat in his office.

You frown. "Oh, that sucks." You've already rescheduled twice this week.

"Sorry." He says sincerely, kissing your cheek.

"It's not your fault." You reach for his hand and he gives yours a quick squeeze before saying he'll see you later, heading off.

You are always respectful and use his title in public even though you've been openly dating for a couple months now.

You'd spent the months before getting to know each other professionally and started gravitating towards one another outside work.

It started with things like small talk while eating in the mess hall, you two being the last ones to leave some days. There were times you didn't notice until after the fact that everyone else was gone.

It continued on the outside, sometimes with Levi offering to accompanying you on errands even on his off days, or seeking each other out during group events.

It was even noticeable to others how close you were getting before he finally decided to officially ask you out.

However now that you are exclusive it seems that lately you are actually seeing less of each other. You know it can't be helped but still miss one another.

"Hey!" Connie waves to you, patting the seat next to him. "Thought you were hanging with Captain this morning?" That is obviously not happening as you have a tray of food with you.

"Me too." You say, dejected.

"He bailed again?" Sasha asks.

Jean nudges her. "Sasha, he didn't bail." He knows not on purpose, at least.

"Work, you know."

"That thing that keeps keeping you apart." Sasha says matter-of-factly.

"Well, what are you doing today?" Connie asks.

"Nothing, for a while." You actually have some free time.

"Hang with us!" Sasha says excitedly.

"She doesn't want to hang with us!" Jean rolls his eyes.

"Yes I do." They're your friends.

"No, you want to hang with your boyfriend."

"Well, yeah, but that doesn't-" You get cut off.

"So go hang out with him!" Jean says, as if it's an option.

"He's working."

"He's doing stupid paperwork in his office. Just go sit with him." Jean is sure Levi won't mind you being there and then technically you'd be spending time together.

You think about it while eating and talking with the other three.

Soon they're off and Jean tells you again to go find Levi. He knows it's been hard for you two to find time together.

Now here you are, knocking on Levis office door, just wanting to see him and hoping he won't mind. You've been here before but not for personal reasons.

"Come in." He says automatically.

You step in and close the door behind you, waiting for him to look up.

"What do you..." Levi trails off when he sees who it is. "Is everything okay?" He's up out of his seat.

"Yeah, of course." You hurry and say. You aren't expecting his reaction but you almost smile at seeing the concern.

"So, what's going on?" He's confused to see you, as not that long ago he told you he was busy.

You feel a bit foolish and don't know what to say.

Levis features soften when he sees you struggle and he comes from behind his desk to lead you to sit with him on the chaise lounge. He had requested it a while back instead of a regular chair so he could cat nap during busy times.

"What's wrong?" He asks, hand on your back.

"I just, want to see you. I don't mean to be clingy. I know you're working but one of us is always working and I'm so very happy with were we're at but we haven't even really talked lately."

Now you're rambling on as he's trying to shush you.

"It's fine. You're not clingy. I miss you, too." Levi likes hearing that you want to be with him. He wants nothing more than to shove all the papers out the window and go sit outside with you.

You sigh and lean your head on his shoulder, making him smile. "I'm sorry I interrupted your work. Can I help with anything?" You offer, at least trying to be useful.

"No, no. I know you got up early, why don't you just rest? You can stay here. I don't mind." It's to the point that you're both so tired at the end of the day you barely see each other then, either. He knows you would still be sleeping if it wasn't for him.

"Is it okay? Can I get you anything at least?" You pull back to look at him and he brushes your cheek with his thumb.

"Of course it's okay. I have everything I need." He leaves a kiss on your forehead. How could this man that people were terrified of leave you with butterflies every time?

Levi goes back to his desk while you curl up on the lounge. It seems strange and it takes you half the morning to get comfortable.

Levi sees this but doesn't say anything. Every once in a while you catch each others eye, and you keep looking away, feeling like a distraction.

At some point you've fallen asleep and Levi is glad to see you're able to and eventually he gently shakes you awake.

"Hey, it's almost lunch time. Don't you have somewhere to be soon?" He asks when you open your eyes. He would've let you sleep otherwise.

"Oh!" You sit up suddenly, blinking a few times. "Yeah, sorry. Was I asleep?" You must have been more tired then you realized.

"You can sleep in here anytime." You were never a bother to him.

He pauses his work, wrist hurting from all the writing anyway, so he can walk with you to get a bite to eat.

After grabbing your trays you set them on a near table. You go to sit down but pause when Levi does not.

"I should go eat in my office. There's still so much to do."

"So I am a distraction?" You're partly playing.

"Never." He tells you, reaching out a hand to pat your head, making you smile at least.

"I can't stop thinking about what you said, and I know we haven't even had a decent conversation lately." He says.

"Oh, I didn't mean anything." You hadn't meant for that to come out.

"Well, I'm glad you said it, anyway. You're not wrong."

"I know it's just work."

"I hate that it's getting in our way. We have my favorites talks, I could do it for hours." In fact, you had, which was part of what you were missing. "When you're done, stop back by, okay? If you're not too tired. It's okay if it's late, I'm gonna try to get ahead on things."

If for now the only place you can meet is in the hallways or in his office then that's what you would take.

"I wouldn't miss it." You promise.

Before parting Levi pulls you in for a hug, and your arms wrap around him right there in the mess hall.

"You're the best type of distraction." This makes you chuckle.

You continue your day and it is late before you finish with everything and you take a quick shower before going to see if Levi is still active.

You knock and wait for an answer, pushing the door open and giving a light gasp.

Levi is sitting in his chair with a book, and you see he's been waiting for you.

The room is dark and both the lounge and desk have been pushed back so a blanket could be laid out on the floor with extra pillows set up. There's flowers at diagonal ends and tall candles across from them, a couple plates of petit fours in two spots and tea is set up for both of you on a tray in the middle.

"Hey." Levi greets, hoping you like the spontaneous late night date.

"Expecting someone?" You joke, but are very surprised and don't hide your smile.

He walks over and shuts the door behind you. "Actually, yes." Your eyes widen when his hand grips your neck and suddenly he's giving you your most tender kiss yet. Your fingers reach up to circle his wrist so it doesn't knock you off your feet.

Levi barely pulls away. "I've missed that."

You just hum, and Levi isn't sure if your cheeks are heating up or it's the candle light giving you this color, but you're attractive either way.

He sets you in your spot before sitting across from you, and you share tea and dessert until almost dawn.

The conversation is not littered with insignificant gossip but finally consists of thoughts and ideas, things you would like to do going forward, both in life and with each other. It's easy and neither of you hold back. You support each other, listen, ask questions, share any worries and even challenge one another, ending by making sure the other knows you fully accept them. This is exactly what you've both been wanting.

"To think, we were almost stuck in a rut already." You grin.

Levi smiles back. "Can't let that happen." This was now his absolute favorite night.

After cleaning up there's just enough time for maybe a couple hours sleep, one more sweet kiss before going to your rooms.

You're both still very busy, and you steal simple moments together in passing in crowded hallways or in the yard if Levi is going out on patrol. Even these small things confuse people, seeing Captain Levi being affectionate, but the ones that know you think it's pretty cute that you are happy together.

It's to the point that Levi has set up daily naptime for you on his chaise whenever you have some time. He wants you there and you want to be there. Reading, sleeping, just being near him. There's a blanket and extra pillow always ready, and he's even rearranged both the lounge and his desk to have you closer to him, making it easier for him to lean over for a quick kiss or shoulder rub.

It's true that you really do distract him when he notices how adorable you are when falling asleep or now that he takes a little longer lunch then before so he can talk with you. It's not as intimate as date night, but it's still nice. He assures you he works better now that you at least get to see each other some.

He manages a few minutes to doze off himself at times, leaning back in his chair and propping his feet up by yours. It's not the best position, but it does the trick. It makes your heart happy when you wake with his legs tangled with yours, trying not to disturb him with movement because you know he won't be asleep for long.

Some days you fall asleep waiting for Levi to come back from whatever assignment Erwin has given him or don't get any time at all together because Hange has requested you for longer than usual.

"It looks like we can get away tomorrow, for a little while at least." He tells you one day.

You groan. "I'm on duty with Sasha tomorrow."

This was getting almost laughable. Neither of you can believe your luck. You're starting to believe it'll be office interactions forever.

"We'll see about that." Levi has finally snapped and tells you to stay here while confronting Hange about your schedule, and Erwin about this own.

Though you both relish the part of your routine that gives you some quiet time together, he needs it to be outside this office.

"Erwin! I'm done, you understand me? No more damn paperwork, no patrol, you get someone else tomorrow." He's dead serious, bursting into the commanders office.

Erwin knows he's been giving his most trusted comrade a lot of tasks, but they need to be done and Levi always seems up to it.

"Okay Levi, that's fine, whatever you need." He now sees the toll it is taking and doesn't want it to get worse.

"Hange! Sasha is going to need another partner tomorrow!" Levi tells the one he's usually paired up with during missions after finding them.

"What? But, I need-" Hange doesn't get far.

"Better start looking!" He's already walking away.

You help Levi get the remaining paperwork in order and both call it an early night to prepare for a day out together.

The next morning you've slept a little later than usual since you have the whole day to yourselves. You put on the dress you had on the first time Levi asked you out. He brings you a box of your favorite cookies and gives you a good morning kiss.

"You look beautiful." This might be his favorite dress you own.

"You look pretty handsome yourself." You always think Levi looks quite dashing.

On your way to grab a quick breakfast you run into Jean.

"You owe me." He's offered to help Miche with anything Levi hasn't finished.

"I'll make it up to you." You give him a quick hug.

"Have fun today."

"Thanks! And, tell Connie thanks too, yeah?" You think Hange will regret putting him and Sasha together, but that's not your worry.

Levi nods to your friend as he puts his arm around you, leading you out.

Levi doesn't scare Jean as much as he used to now that you're with him.

"Kirstein!" Miche, however, is a different story.

Your day is full with a long trail walk and Levi rowing you around the lake in a kayak. He's set up outdoor picnic lunch and when you finish you lay together on a blanket and continue your intimate talk. A flock of ducks invades the area and you give them scraps before Levi starts shooing them away when there is no more and they start to make a mess. On the way back you stop for ice cream and watch a group of kids enjoying the park, getting on the swing set yourselves at one point.

Later, the pillow and blanket still stay on Levis office chaise for impromptu afternoon nap sessions, and he gets sad when you're too busy to stay. When you aren't too tired, there's more late night tea talks too.

Your outdoor adventures also continue, with your superiors making sure to give you days off together now.

a/n- This was not the original idea and I kept trying to fix it but kept straying further and just wanted an ending. Hopefully it turns out okay anyway and I'm just overthinking. Maybe we'll turn date day into a fic. Working on the original idea and something else I think will be A++

#levi fanfiction #attack on titan #captain levi #captain levi ackerman #levi ackerman #levi x reader #aot #levi x y/n #slight fluff #how to label non fluff #best friend jean #jean kirstein #jean kirschstein #levi fluff #is this fluff?#levi ackerman fluff #levi

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english8muffin · 4 years ago

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Cozy winter

Summary: going to the market, being cheeky in the parking lot and a warm cuddly morning sprinkled with some funny-business

Warning: Cute banter, smut (NSFW), fluff

Word count: Around 5300 words!

I want to open this with one of my favorite quotes ever, so if you allow me ;)

“Go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.” -Kurt Vonnegut

“We need muffins.”

“We don’t NEED muffins, what we need are some fresh fruit and vegetables, ” Henry butts in. You frown and look up at him, “Oh whatever, Hen. You eat your greens, beans, potatoes and tomatoes, while I get fat by munching on some sweet, sweet, delicious chocolate muffins.”

He sends you a smirk from across the aisle. It was always fun to do mundane things, like going to get coffee together or grocery shopping, when he was home from filming. The last year you went to university it was very hard to be away from him for such a long time, especially when you still lived in Europe. You would fly over to England once in a blue moon, when Henry was in London and your schedule would allow it. Other times your relationship existed out of phone and video calls. It was a rough period, if you have to be honest. But It made the two of you closer and your bond stronger. It’s true what they say, absence does make the heart grow fonder.

You let Henry know you were going to get the ingredients for the muffins and start pushing the shopping cart in the direction of the baking supplies. As you walk back to the fresh produce section, you get distracted. So many colorful packaging was just screaming your name…

“What the- lovey! I thought you were going to get your muffin ingredients,” Henry cackles and almost doubles over seeing the now full shopping cart.

It took you a second to answer, a bit too focused on his beautiful face and the smile lines that appeared when he laughed. You quickly try to defend yourself, so he doesn’t think you have no self-control, even though, you know your eyes were bigger than your stomach.

“No! I did get them, they’re just underneath the other bags,” you trail off, eyes drifting to the floor. You sigh, “I just saw this aisle with all the snacks. These magnificent snacks. And, Hen, I’ve never wanted anything more in my whole life! And, Hen-Henry! Henry, listen! Stop laughing at me! It was a moment of weakness! You can’t judge me! You don’t even know how they taste, I promise you, you will understand once you take a bite of everything!”

Henry wipes away a small tear at the corner of his eye and kisses the top of your head. You stroll around the aisles, trying to work through the rest of your grocery list, but suddenly you stop dead in your tracks.

“Hen,” you say, trying to get his attention. He gives you a hum in return, letting you know he heard you, “why on god’s green earth does my grocery list say ‘sex’?” You tilt your head up to his face, seeing a bashful grin.

You shake your head, clicking your tongue disapprovingly, “it isn’t even on top of the list! You put your oatmeal protein shake before sex, fuck, you even put curry before sex, you really need to get your priorities straight!”

After getting some more stuff, like pak choi, steak, tofu and the ingredients for Henry’s beloved curry you always make him, you walk to the register.

The petite Asian lady gives you a smile and takes a little peak at Henry, who was too busy looking at the various Chinese cough drops that are displayed in front of the counter. Her brows rise behind her thick glasses, “哇，大帅哥。你很幸运啊。” (Wow, big handsome man. You are very lucky, ah.) She says, turning back to you and winking. You can’t help but chuckle. Grinning you send her an ‘I know’-look.

Hearing your laugh, Henry looks over his shoulder with a questioning look. But you just smile and shake your head.

You two quickly get everything in the reusable shopping bags you brought with you. It was getting late and more people were getting off of work and wanted to do some last-minute grocery shopping. Henry takes both of the flower printed bags and the two of you walk to the car. It was getting colder, your breath turning into puffs of smoke. You look up at the sky glooming over you. They promised snow tonight.

Seeing Henry load the bags in the trunk, his ass proudly sticking out in the air, you give it a pinch. You just couldn’t resist. It was just there, so you better make use of the situation.

Feeling your hand touch his behind, Henry turns around, an unamused look on his face.

“Excuse me, miss. But that is mine,” he says, really playing up his posh accent. “I sure hope you disinfected those filthy little paws of yours.” He cutely scrunches his nose, doing a once over and trying so hard to keep himself from smiling, but failing miserably. He turns back around and arranges the bags in the booth so they won’t tip over.

There is a moment of silence, just the noise from cars driving up and off the parking. From the corner his eye Henry sees the stare you give him but ignores it with a small smirk.

“You know,” you begin with a cheeky undertone, making him curious, “I bet I could kick your ass,” you grin, looking at him and trying to gauge his reaction.

“What was that, doll?”

“You heard me, big lad!”

“Oh really?” He asks and looks at you, towering over you like a brick wall. His eyes glimmering with mischief. Yeah, no, this was NOT a good idea.

You squirm a little and a small nervous giggle leaves your lips.

“Yes, I can. Watch m-AHHHH! HENRY!” You squeal as he lifts you and throws you over his shoulder, fully forgetting you are in public. “Let me down, you caveman!” You laugh, slapping his left ass cheek. But he ignores your plea and just slaps your ass in return.

Wiggling a little, you challenge him, “Beat me up! Come on, do it!”

He turns his head and playfully bites the exposed skin by your hip, making you shriek like a little kid.

Henry lets out a loud belly laugh and puts you back on your feet. As soon as the tips of your Dr. Martens touch the pavement, you get pushed against the car. Trapping you between the icy cold black metal and his warm body. His arm goes around your waist and pulls you closer to his front.

“I love you.” The words are hushed but you hear them loud and clear, making a shiver go down your spine. The both of you look at each other, completely enamored and grinning like idiots. Noses and the apples of your cheeks rosy, bitten from the cold.

“I love you too,” you whisper back. His hand glides inside your coat and underneath the thick knitted jumper you finished to other day. He just needed to feel you. You lean up a little and gently push your lips to his, adoring the familiar warmth that fell over you whenever you’d kiss. Before you can come in for a second smooch, he frowns at you.

“Thought you were going to beat my ass?” He mocks, trying to imitate your accent.

Lightly tapping your finger against your chin, you pretend to be in thought.

“Well, this is much more fun.”

“Hmm, agreed,” he grins, already eyeing your red swollen lips and tilting his head towards yours.

You hear heavy footsteps coming closer, the wooden floorboards slightly creaking under the weight. It was getting dark outside, the overhead lights in the kitchen casting a homey hue down on the oak countertops. Your ‘cooking playlist’ was filling the room with some gentle tunes. You also had a ‘dancing in the kitchen playlist’ but that one was mostly used in the mornings. You hum along to the melody when stirring in the stew you were preparing for the evening, rocking your hips side to side. The stew was softly bubbling away, spreading an amazing aroma around the house.

The footsteps stop behind you. A moment later two big, sweater wrapped arms envelop around you, delicately caressing you. Henry lovingly pulls your loose braid to the side and places his head onto your shoulder, trying to get a peak at what was in front of you on the stove.

“What smells so good in here?” Just then Henry’s stomach makes a loud grumbling noise from the mouthwatering smell going on in the kitchen, you chuckle.

He had been gaming before this, you could hear the tiredness in his voice, it was a bit lower and more hoarse than normal. Whenever he was tired like this, he’d just turn into your big cuddly bear, you loved it.

Dinner was almost done. You made one of the dishes your grandma used to make for you when you were younger. You won’t lie, it was pretty difficult at first to decipher the little recipe she send you in the post, but now you knew it by heart.

“Cantonese style braised beef stew with white radish, bean curd sheets and a side of rice,” you inform him and brush your hand over his, that was placed on your stomach. Hearing that, he has to make sure he’s not drooling.

“And for dessert…” You nod your head toward the piping hot apple crumble pie currently cooling on the kitchen island. “We still have some vanilla ice cream if you want to have that with your pie. I know you want to be healthy, but I just really wanted to make a pie and this one does have filling,” you ramble, joking on the last part about the filling. He probably thought you were pestering him with his diet that most likely didn’t allow him to eat it.

You wince a bit, feeling him tense against you. “You don’t have to eat it, my love, promise!”

“No petal, you’re just… you’re just so perfect,” Henry admits, pressing a kiss just below the strap of the pistachio green apron you were wearing, nuzzling his nose in your tousled hair.

It was a gloomy Saturday morning in London. If your alarm hadn’t gone off, you wouldn’t have known it was morning already.

Yesterday after dinner, the two of you cuddled up on the sofa, under a warm blanket with Kal snuggled up on your lap. His head resting in your lap, while his tail occasionally slapped Henry in the face, making you burst out laughing and Henry almost choke on the fur. The akita would fondly press his snout deeper against you, really loving the head scratches he was receiving. Both you and Henry were fully satisfied with the tasty dinner you had paired with a glass of wine and were now cheekily flirting with each other while watching a detective movie, of which you missed the plot because you were, well, differently occupied…

Now the bedroom held a calm, soft aura, a dim light streaming in through the linen curtains. You let out a little whimper, not wanting to leave the bubble you are in and stretch out your limbs. A bit sore from sleeping in a weird angle, amongst other things. Behind you, you hear a small sound of protest and before you know it, you are engulfed by a strong arm. Henry hides his face in the side of your neck, keeping his eyes closed, groaning, clearly displeased with the fact it was morning already.

You smile, this was your favorite kind of morning. Warm and cozy in bed, cuddling with your boyfriend. You turn around, careful to not let any cold air under the duvet, your arm going around the large form beside you and curling your fingers in the mess of curly hair. Henry moaned, burying his face lower, between your breasts. Now fully content and still a bit dazed by sleep, he lets out the most awful snore. Even though he sounded like a drowning goat when he snored, you couldn’t do anything other than coo and gently scratch your fingers on his scalp, lovingly gazing at the man beside you.

“Are we going to be lazy couch potatoes today?” You chuckle, placing a kiss on his forehead, wild curls tickling your nose as you do so. Your voice was still a little raspy, but Kal apparently still heard you, and pushed open the door to come snuggle in bed with his favorite humans.

“What time is it?” Henry groans.

“Around 8.”

“We can be busy bees if you want,” Henry whispered against the swell of your breast, peppering delicate kisses on the bare skin. “Or better yet, busy bunnies.”

Kal was now situated on the end of the bed, head on his paws while the serenity of the room made him doze off. His dad on the other hand was now slowly waking up, as his hand crept lower and lower over your body. You giggled and pushed his hand away.

“There is a child present ,” you motion towards a sleeping Kal, who lays stretched out on the feathery duvet, already heading off to dreamland looking content as ever. Henry lifts his head, peering at his buddy and snorts, “he’s seen much worse, haven’t you bear?” But he doesn’t get acknowledged.

Laying his head back, he reaches up to push your hair out of your face before grabbing your cheek and pulling you down for a kiss. He places three kisses on your swollen lips, lightly sucking on the bottom one.

“May-,” you try to say something, but he just pushes his mouth harder against yours. Quickly taking the opportunity to stop you from making excuses. A hoarse chuckle rumbles from his chest, as he wraps you in his arms.

“Stop talking, woman, and kiss me back.” You let out a small moan and grip the curls you were playing with moments ago. He deepens the kiss slightly, tongue invading your mouth, surprising you. A subdued hum escapes your mouth, resulting in him grabbing the back of your neck, as the other rests on your hip. The kiss gets deeper and more passionate as the minutes go by. Getting a bit overwhelmed you pull back slowly, softy panting.

“Hmm, so sweet, darling,” he says smugly, earning a little smack to the chest as a bright blush covers your cheeks. Like it wasn’t already hard enough to resist him and stay in the warm bed all morning, he does this. Henry rolls your naked body over so you’re straddling him, a large hand wraps itself around your hair. He tugs, not too hard though, so he has more access to shower open mouthed kisses on your neck and chest. Leaving you a breathless mess on top of him. His hands trail from the top of your back to your rear, squeezing your cheeks before giving them a fast slap, making you take in a breath.

From all the shuffling, little snickers and kissing noises, Kal woke up and groaned, irritated that his humans couldn’t just hanky-panky somewhere else. With a last disapproving look, he jumps off the bed, landing with a thump. From the sound of paws hitting the wooden floor and toddling down the stairs, you look over your shoulder, duvet falling down so you sat there fully naked, much to Henry’s delight.

Then you felt it. It was normal for Henry to get hard in the morning. To be honest, he would be a bit worried if his cock wasn’t hard first thing when waking up.

Involuntarily you grind down, drawing a heavy moan from deep in his chest. Holding intense eye contact with him, you start humping over his bare front, mewling like a kitten in heat. It was embarrassing how he had you wrapped around his finger. A cheeky smile formed on his face, “look who came around.” Your body was practically begging for sex.

Pouting, you keep on moving your hips in a tantalizing slow rhythm, scratching at his hairy chest. Making sure you kept your eyes on his, he licked his three middle fingers and a second later you feel him reaching between your thighs, wiping his fingers down your slit. Tensing up a little, you try to hold back a grunt at the sensation.

“Oh darling,” he started, his voice going an octave lower, “what a mess you’ve made.”

He pulls back and observes your reaction when he pops his finger in his mouth.

“Wet and sweet, like always.”

“You are so nasty,” you whisper in total awe at what he manages to do to your body. He snickers and you quickly grab his hand, pushing it back between your thighs, “I didn’t tell you to stop, though.”

Your jaw goes slack, the moment you feel his thick fingers moving in and out of you. He was hitting just the right spot, making you groan and throw your head back. He felt like he couldn’t hold back anymore, he quickly flips you over so he’s on top of you, fully trapping you underneath his body and smashes his mouth on yours. Everything was happening so fast that you couldn’t pay attention to every incredible thing he was making you feel. Taking his cock in hand, he rubs his shaft against you, up and down, pressing it so you could feel the length. You look up at him, veins bulging in his neck, eyes dark, face already becoming flushed. God, he was so sexy. Grabbing your legs, he pushes your knees back so you were completely spread open and at his mercy.

He curses under his breath and lines himself up with you sticky center. Stifling your moans and pants, by pressing his lips to yours, when he slowly sinks his thick cock inside.

“Oh my god,” you whine, feeling him stretching your walls apart, pushing himself deeper and deeper.

“Y’feel so warm and tight, my love. M’so hard it hurts.” Henry whines against your lips, lacing his fingers in between yours. He trails kisses in your neck and under your ear, trying to get as close to you as possible. He loved feeling your body against his. Your walls were so plushy and wet for his cock, he wanted to stay buried in you forever.

“M’gonna make you feel so good, darling,” he whispers in your ear. You whine softly, getting worked up, “please.”

He smirked, obviously liking your plea.

Instead of giving you a nice, hard pounding, Henry wanted to go slow. It was still very early in the morning, the both of you still barely awake and he wanted to savor this moment with you.

“Oh, Hen-,” you pant softly, loving every bit of it. As he pushes deeper into you, you can feel his entire weight pressing down against you. The weight comforted you in a sense, like others would with a weighted blanket. He prolonged his strokes, making sure that when he slid out you could feel every centimeter of him, but then slid back in quickly.

“Fuck.” He grumbles into your neck, “feels so good, love,” he praises, nibbling on the skin under your ear, grabbing a handful of your hair pulling it back. You move you hands from his grasp and push them up his broad shoulders, pulling him closer to you.

“So good,” you moan out to him, feeling his cock nudge at the extremely sensitive spot deep inside your core. He lifts his head to look at you, seeing your mouth formed into the letter ‘o’, head tilted back into the cloud-like pillow and eyes screwed shut. A string of desperate moans falls from your lips.

This was what he loved, seeing his love, his girl react to the way he was pleasuring her. Just looking at you in this state made his orgasm coil up in the pit of his tummy. He never would have dreamed that another person could give him this feeling, the feeling of utter bliss when you were together. The unconditional love he felt for you was indescribable.

Henry continues to thrust into you and attaches his lips to yours, feeling you squeeze around him. You manage to spread your legs even wider and wrap them securely around his slim waist, digging your heels just above the globes of his perfectly sculpted ass.

He was aiming his stokes into the deepest part of you and you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your release.

“Fuck,” you whimper out to him, digging your nails into the skin of his back. He knew you were about to cum. You let out another loud moan.

“Come on, petal. Cum f’me,” he pants, trying to coax you. Hearing the almost desperate tone in his voice, combined with the sound of him slapping his hips to yours and the feeling of his cock moving in and out of you was becoming overwhelming.

“Oh my god!” A loud moan ripples through you, the feeling of your release coming near.

“Almost, my love,” he moans, speeding up the pace of his thrust. He inhales sharply, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulls you up, quickly pounding into you. Completely losing control, trying to get deeper as if that was possible and lets his forehead rest against yours. With one last push of his hips, you get to your breaking point and cum, screaming. Henry feels your walls clamp around him and let’s go, fully satisfied. The noise he made was an orgasm on its own. He keeps himself against you when he lets go inside of you. You could feel Henry’s cum filling you as you slowly come down from your high. You feel his cum dripping out of you, almost proud of what you made him do.

He is about to roll off of you to cuddle up beside you, but you stop him by tightening your legs around him. “Please stay like this,” you whisper, your brain still a bit muddled by the amazing orgasm you just had seconds ago. He smiles down at you.

“Don’t be a silly goose,” he kisses your nose, “I would crush you,” Henry says endeared with a cheeky grin and pulls you into his side. You feel warm and safe. You yawn, blinking away when your eyes become watery.

“I can’t move,” biting your bottom lip, you snuggle closer to him, “and my throat hurts like hell.”

Henry lowers his hand to your ass and gives it a firm squeeze, “I’m not surprised. Oh doll, the sounds you were making,” he bites his bottom lip, closing his eyes.

You laugh and roll your eyes. Henry nipped at your neck, making you erupt into a fit giggles. He chuckles, leaving a kiss on the spot he had just bitten.

Henry trails his hands up and down your back. You closed your eyes and tangle your leg in between his, really liking the feeling. His chest was heavenly and just being in his arms felt amazing. He almost lulled you back to sleep the moment he began to run his fingers through your hair.

“That good, huh? Almost fucked you back to sleep,” he chuckles.

“It was alright, I guess,” you tease him. He raises his eyebrows, eyes twinkling with joy.

“How would you rate the experience?”

Tilting your head to look up at him, “Hmm, ten I guess.”

He looked very pleased with that.

“Out of twenty,” you finish.

“OUT OF TWENTY?” He sobered up, staring at your face with a shocked expression.

You snicker, climbing into his lap, “No, honey, I was just joking, I’m sorry.” A big pout forming on your face, making you look oh so innocent.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to put you up on all fours and take you like that, don’t tempt me,” he says, shaking his head. Wiggling your brows you grin and kiss the dimple on his chin.

“As much as I would enjoy that, I think Kal has to go potty and we have to eat.”

After some hushed pillow talk and hoarse giggles between the silky sheets, you two decide to move downstairs and start making some fresh coffee. When you lift your body out of the bed, a light throbbing shoots between your legs. You almost fall back into the mattress, making Henry roar with laughter. You end up getting a piggy back ride down the stairs, only wearing a v-neck shirt from Henry that fell just below the curve of your ass and showed plenty of cleavage. Your lilac panties were fully on display and your almost black hair looked like a lion’s main on top of your head, but you didn’t care.

The both of you were still in that bubbly, fulfilled state of mind, looking like two drugged out kids, wearing blissful smiles. When you got to the kitchen, Kal bounded around the corner, coming from the sitting area, his tail wildly sweeping through the air. Eyes sparkling with happiness when he saw his parents finally had left the bed.

“早上，宝宝” (morning, baby) You greet him, still on Henry’s back. Kal gives you a high “woof” as to say good morning back. After living with Henry and Kal for around eight months now, the akita started to pick up on a few Chinese phrases. He even decided the pet name ‘宝宝’ (bao bao), which means baby or darling, was only to be applied on him and nobody else.

Every time you would video call with your Chinese speaking friends, and they talked about or to their children, Kal would cheerfully patter over, thinking they were cooing at him instead of the small infant in the background. But you thought it was the sweetest thing ever, he was your little fur baby after all.

“I’m going to make us some omelets, is that alright with you, darling,” Henry asked, already opening the fridge and looking for the carton of eggs.

“Yeah, ‘course,” you call out to him. You give Kal his breakfast and receive many, wet kisses in return. Shuffling back over to your boyfriend, you lean against the dark green counter with its wooden countertops, and look at him carefully chopping up some bell peppers and onion, only wearing his joggers and a tank top. You were a lucky girl, and you knew it. Henry sends you a grin and winks before turning back to cutting the vegetables.

You begin to brew some fresh coffee for Henry, and put on the kettle for your morning tea. While he was finishing up breakfast, you start to read the newspaper to him. He absolutely adored it when you’d read to him, due to your accent becoming more noticeable. Kal came over to you, stuffing his wet nose against the hand you held out to him. “You’re such a good boy, Kal. Yes, you are,” you tell him in a baby voice, “you’re my little angel aren’t you? 我的小天使”

You clean the table, after eating your breakfast and get ready for the day. Henry was already out to go on a walk with Kal. It did indeed snow last night and everything outside was hidden underneath a thin sheet of white snow, so you made sure Henry was wrapped up in a thick scarf you made him and a black beanie. After giving you a kiss as if he was off to fight in a war, he and Kal happily walked through the front door, into the freezing cold. Him whistling and Kal buzzing with excitement.

Brushing your teeth and doing your makeup, you dance through the bathroom, in a good mood. You grab your phone that was propped up against the mirror, planning to put on the podcast you had been enjoying lately. You freeze seeing all the notifications, not having heard your phone due to it being on ‘quiet’. You swallow.

Oh shit.

There you were, plastered on the internet for everyone to see and laugh at. You and Henry making out on the parking lot of the Chinese supermarket. Was he going to be angry with you? It was your fault for teasing him after all. Oh no no no…

‘Henry Cavill and girlfriend were spotted having a steamy make out session outside local grocery store’

The headline read, making your face as red as a tomato. Trying to fight against it, you couldn’t hold yourself from reading the next paragraph.

Being in the middle of winter, doesn’t stop these two lovebirds from having a heated make out session in a parking lot!

Yesterday early in the evening, Witcher-superstar Henry Cavill was spotted with (to some) much younger girlfriend, designer, Y/N Y/L/N. The two have recently confirmed their relationship with an Instagram post from Cavill, showing a candid of Y/N, with the short caption ‘My sunshine enjoying the sun shine’. Last month Vogue came out with a video featuring Y/L/N in which Cavill and his dog Kal made an appearance, making fans go wild. It seems like the two really are living the life and we are excited to see more of them together!

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This was it. You could already hear your sweet grandma, praying to the ancestors to forgive you for your sins, lighting all the incense she could find. You were a disgrace to the family now. It wasn’t that you were ashamed or felt bad about doing it, hell, everybody in the position would gladly sit on Henry’s shoulders and stick their tongue down his throat. You were just disappointed you got caught.

From downstairs you hear the door close with a loud thump and the pitter-patter from Kal’s nails on the hardwood floor, letting you know your two boys were back home. You nervously descend the flight of stairs, holding your head low and tightly clutching your phone in hand.

“Hey, lovey! you really missed something, Kal and I could practically ice skate over the walking trails, it was so much fun!” Henry says enthusiastically as he hears you wander into the living room. You ignore him and plop down on the couch.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, not meeting his eyes.

A frown makes its way onto his face.

“What are you sorry for, sweet girl?” His eyes hold a concerned look, not understanding what you were talking about. You huff out a breath and hand him your phone so he could see the article.

A roaring laugh sounds through the open space, making your head shoot up. “Yeah, I saw it this morning when I went and checked my Instagram,” he chuckles, face still rosy from going outside.

“We really gave the paparazzi a field day, didn’t we?” He continues.

“Your ass looks great in this pic, though. Look,” pointing to the one were he had you lifted over his shoulder, but softens his voice when he sees how tense you were.

“Aw, doll, loosen up, I’m not mad or anything, if that’s what you think. I’m rather pleased now that everybody can see how happy we are and how much joy you bring me,” he lets you know nonchalantly, pressing a smooch to your forehead and starts to march towards the kitchen.

“You want another cuppa, lovey?”

And just like that, you were back in your good mood, perplexed at how well he took all of this.

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