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osachiyo · 10 months ago

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𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐉𝐎𝐘, 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 — dazai, chuuya, Fyodor, nikolai, oda

˚➶ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 — fem!reader, sfw content, so much fluff, children, nikolai is actually a good father in this i swear, swearing in chuuya's, best viewed in dark mode

˚➶ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 — wdym do i have baby fever why would u even ask that? also im begging for some fluffy asks </3 not proofread

𝐬𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬 . . . just some cute little scenarios with daddy!bsd men <3

dazai stared at his 2 month old baby girl sleeping in her crib, drooling on the little pink teddy bear you two had bought for her. it was almost 3 am — the time she'd wake up every single night and start crying for milk, effectively ruining both of your sleep. he knew you were tired, you needed rest — but you couldn't just leave your baby crying all night. that's exactly why he offered to do it for you, waking up exactly at 2:30 am, just to watch his baby sleep — waiting patiently for her to stir awake all while admiring his baby's cuteness.

she's got your nose — he thought while smiling fondly, tracing a slim finger over her chubby little cheeks before gently poking her nose, making a little 'boop!' noise while doing so. she stirred a little from the contact, her face scrunched up all cutely as she slowly woke from her slumber. "morning, sweet girl," dazai whispered, gently picking her up from the crib and cradling her — shushing her little cries. at least she isn't going full crier mode — he thought to himself, relieved that he managed to calm her down.

"let's not wake up your mommy, okay hun?" he muttered, pressing a sweet kiss to the crown of her head — a chuckle leaving his lips as he watched her make grabby little hands to the formula filled baby bottle in his hand.

"oh you want this?" he dangled the bottle in front of her eager face — her eyes lighting up as she babbled random words to her daddy, translating to "yes please!"

"sure, baby — buuuut! — you have to give daddy a kiss first," he grinned, moving his awful bed-head out of his face and revealing his cheek to her, ready for a kiss from his tiny princess. and as if she could actually understand him, she placed a kiss on his cheek, though it was mostly her trying to eat his cheek instead, but everyone has to start somewhere, right? at least that's what her father thought.

you slept like a baby that night — but you did find dazai in the baby room in the morning, sound asleep on the carpeted floor with his little bundle of joy in his arms

chuuya knew you needed a break from your mommy duties — like everyone does once in a while. so like the wonderful and caring husband he was, he bought you a ticket to bali — insisting that he would be fine. after all, how hard could taking care of a toddler be?

"fuckin' hell.." chuuya grumbled, gloved fingers through his ginger locks as he clicked his tongue. he was going through some very annoying paperwork that his subordinates apparently couldn't do right — which was so damn frustrating. and he had to keep an eye on his sweet 3 year old daughter, who was playing on the floor, mumbling a random children's song while doing so. chuuya didn't know how in the actual hell you managed to multitask like this — doing all the housework while taking care of the kid? it genuinely impressed him.

"—ak!" his train of throught suddenly got cut off, as he heard his daughter. he looked over at the small child, who was happily waving her doll around. "did you say something, honey?" he questioned, walking over to kneel beside her as he eyed the heap of toys — mayybe you were right, he thought, he did buy her too many toys.

the toddler looked at her daddy, the beaming smile on her chubby face made him want to just scoop her up in his arms and stay like that for hours.

"fak!" she squealed, slamming the poor doll on the floor — as if it were the most exciting word she'd ever heard. chuuya's face went pale — sweat already beading at his temples as he imagined your reaction to your daughter saying the forbidden word.

"nonono don't say that — that's a bad word, sweetheart," chuuya scooped her up before placing her on his lap, as she tilted her head, staring at him in confusion, "..fak?"

"shit — you've got to be kiddin' me.."

"shit?"

"NO — oh god damn it!"

"yes, good girl — put it right there," fyodor pointed at the chess board. the toddler only stared at him in confusion, looking at the chess piece in her stubby hand before looking back at her father. "come on, you can do it," your husband encouraged, never getting impatient.

"i don't think it's possible for a 4 year old to play chess, fedya dear.." you let out a chuckle, taking in the amusing sight of your husband teaching his precious daughter how to play chess. "anything is possible, my love," fyodor replied, trying to stop his daughter from putting the chess piece in her mouth. "riiight... her trying to eat the pieces definitely doesn't help your case, darling," you laughed, rolling your eyes at how silly your beloved could be at times, no matter how many people see him as a genius.

"she's learning," he retaliated, taking the piece away from her before dangling her favourite candy in front of her cute little face — "if you can put this right here, i'll give you the candy, okay? easy enough, right?"

the toddler only pouted, bottom lip jutting out as she whined — "but daddy, you can do it yourself!" fyodor sighed, apparently, she was having trouble understanding why she should do it when he could easily do it himself.

“darling, that’s not the point — the point is that i’m trying to play a game with you and it’s your turn.” the young girl’s frown only deepened, face scrunching up in frustration while she sulked in her seat.

“i think she deserves the candy, don't you, hun?” you smiled, turning over to your daughter — who only nodded in return. “she’ll get her candy after she puts the piece in the correct spot.” your husband clicked his tongue, shaking his head in disapproval at you giving in so easily. “she’s just a child, honey..” you sighed, cheek resting on your palm.

fyodor was about to give another witty reply when you both heard a small sniffle — both of you looking over to the little girl; her lips were wobbling, tears running down her soft cheeks. “oh no no, sweetheart — c’mere,” it’s like he did a total 180, previously annoyed features now softened and evident guilt painting his face. your daughter only seemed to cry harder at that, snot running down her nose as she ran to fyodor, burying her face in his chest. “there, there..” he sighed, frowning at the way her body shook with each hiccup. “told you,” you grumbled, stifling a laugh at seeing fyodor panicking and handing her a good amount of the sweet treats — only for her to stop crying the moment she got what she wanted, a mischievously cute grin gracing her face. like father like daughter — you suppose.

"daddyyyy! — stay still!" the little girl whined, eyebrows furrowing as she combed through nikolai's snowy hair. "you've been brushing my hair for 30 minutes now, princesssss!" he whined back, matching her childish tone. "it needs to be perfect," his precious daughter sighed out loud, acting as if she was stressed — perhaps she learnt that from you, he snickered at the thought.

"alright, alright.." he sighed, straightening his posture — smiling as he felt tiny hands comb through his white locks. at least she's gentle with it — he practically shuddered at the thought of his precious hair being yanked and pulled by a toddler.

"daddy, you need to close your eyes," she huffed, running over to grab her little box of accessories and clips, before returning back to her dad. "whatever the princess wants, i suppose.." he chuckled, closing his eyes — feeling her decorating his hair with whichever accessory she desired. he could never really say no to her.

after a few more moments of waiting, she was finally done — excitedly telling nikolai to open his eyes. "tadaaaa!" she giggled, throwing her arms up in the air as he opened his eyes, a cheshire smile immediately gracing his lips as he stared at his reflection — hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, as various colours of heart shaped clips decorated his head. "you did such a good job, dove!" he grinned, scooping her tiny frame up in his huge arms, as she squealed. he threw her up into the air — making her squeal even louder before easily catching her, both of them howling with laughter.

moments like this makes him glad he didn't leave to get the milk.

"how does your mom even do this every morning.." oda sighed, trying his best to figure out how in the actual hell to do his daughter's hair. and the worst part? he only had 10 minutes until the school bus arrived. hell, he already spent the last 20 minutes brushing and detangling her hair!

"daddy, there's not much time left!" the 7 year old complained — watching her dad struggle with her hair through the mirror. he was debating on whether to call you for help, which he quickly decided against. she's on vacation, she should enjoy it thoroughly without any worry — he thought to himself, clicking his tongue as he messed up what was supposed to be a simple pigtail once again.

"daddy.. there's only two minutes left!" the girl whined once again, kicking her legs as she grew more and more impatient — while her hair situation grew worse and worse. "um, alright sweetheart — how about you just go to school with your hair down?" oda sweat dropped, trying to convince his daughter to the best of his ability.

"you know i can't do thaatt!" she groaned, giving him a pout. "right — well how about —"

the honking of the bus outside cut him off, as the little girl only sighed.

he somehow convinced your daughter to not snitch to you about her going to school with very crooked pigtails. buuut, he did take some hair lessons from you after you came back.

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slut4thebroken · 1 year ago

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Chapter two: Helping Hand

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Pairing | Arkham Knight/Jason Todd × Bruce's daughter!reader

Summary | You can’t stop thinking about what might’ve happened to him, so he helps you take your mind off it.

Warnings | 18+, sexual content, angst, smut, unprotected sex, breeding, oral (fem receiving), kissing, thoughts about torture and sexual abuse, vomit, crying fluff, Jay is a sweetheart and I love him

Words | 4.9 k

Notes | Three things: 1. I don’t have much practice writing emotional smut so I’m sorry if it’s not very good😣 2. I’m pretty sure the Robin suit was bulletproof and that’s why he didn’t die… but we’re just gonna ignore that when his scars are mentioned lol 3. I could not for the life of me find a gif of AK!Jason’s face that was wide and not super tall so enjoy this one instead lmao

Ao3 link | <3

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Chapter one

You stood, frozen, a few feet from the door. After a moment, you snapped out of it, now very determined to escape.

You maneuvered your legs through your arms until they were in front of you. Unsurprisingly, the knots are good. Jason’s always been good at them, in and out of the bedroom. You pulled on it with your teeth, trying to loosen it. When it didn’t work, you stopped, thinking of another way.

You’ve seen your father do this only once, but he’s done it a few times before so how hard could it be?… You tried to remember how he positioned his hands, then took a deep breath. After a few seconds of trying to make yourself do it, you scoffed- questioning why you would even try it in the first place.

“Nope- no. I can’t break my fucking thumb.” Instead, you found a knife in the kitchen and slowly started working it through the rope. It took way too long until it finally grew loose and fell to the floor, but once it did, you searched for a way out or a way to contact your father. After being unsuccessful, you sighed and sat on the couch.

The door being slammed shut made you bolt up- you must’ve fallen asleep. Jason walked straight into his room, not even looking at you.

“You have to let me contact him.” You said after he walked back out, now without his helmet.

“No.”

“You can’t just keep me here forever.” You snapped, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Don't tempt me, princess.”

“Jason, I’m serious.” He sighed and finally looked at you.

“I don’t plan to. But until this is done, you’re staying here.”

“What is this?” When he didn’t respond, you huffed. Then, “Does he know it’s you?” That made him freeze again.

“He should, since he’s the world’s greatest detective, but we’ve long since learned he doesn’t live up to that title.” Good. If he knows it’s Jason then he probably won’t be as worried about you.

“I need to let him know I’m okay so he can-“ You were about to say, so he can focus on stopping you and not on finding me.

“So he can, what?” His voice made you stiffen- you've never heard him sound so menacing before.

“N-nothing.” You said quietly, averting your gaze. You already knew he was giving you the “you better tell me right fucking now” look so you quickly changed the subject. “Are you going to kill him?” You asked quietly, scared of his answer.

“Not yet. He needs to suffer more first, then I’ll kill him.” You stared at him in shock and this time he was the one to avert his gaze.

“Jason, please. This is my dad we’re talking about. I don’t have anyone else.”

“You have me.” He said quietly, making you frown.

“You know that’s not what I mean.” He was silent for a moment, then cleared his throat and looked at you again.

“He deserves to die. You moved on from me so easily, I’m sure you can do the same for him.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I saw you.”

“What?”

“With Dick. I saw you.” He gritted, making you stiffen.

“Whatever you think you saw, Jason, it wasn’t like that.” Your stomach twisted knowing that someone else other than Dick knew about that night.

“Really? Because it seemed pretty clear that he was fucking you.” He said bitterly. You swallowed thickly and looked at your lap, remembering what had happened that night.

It’s been a little over a year since you lost him. Dick was staying the night at the manor before heading back to Blüdhaven in the morning, that’s the only reason you even had this opportunity. He opened the door, hair messy, sweatpants low on his hips, and immediately invited you in when he saw your current state.

“I- I can’t… Dick, I can’t anymore, it- it hurts so much. I don’t want it to hurt anymore, please.” You whimpered. His hand cupped your cheek, wiping your tears.

“What do you want me to do?” He asked softly, gaze trailing over your face.

“Make me forget. Please, I just need to not think about it for a little bit.” You whispered, tentatively placing your hands on his chest.

“Are you sure?” Instead of answering, you placed a hand on the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He was frozen for a beat before reciprocating. Never breaking the kiss, he walked you toward his bed and gently laid you down, then crawled over you. The rest of the night was filled with soft moans, whimpers of his name, and you forcing your thoughts back to him every time they wandered.

Afterwards, he laid next to you, both of you panting and staring at the ceiling. Without his touch, all of the thoughts came back full force and you recoiled away from him as you jolted up. You couldn’t even formulate a sentence but he seemed to understand when you gathered your pajamas and hurried back to your room.

You felt sick to your stomach. You used your best friend to forget about your dead boyfriend- his brother. The rest of the night was filled with quiet sobs and silent apologies to Jason.

“I know you won’t believe me, but it really wasn’t like that, Jay.”

“I mean, I always figured you’d eventually move on to Dick. I didn’t think I’d have to die for that to happen though.” He scoffed bitterly.

“That’s not what happened.” You said quietly, feeling nausea start to build in your stomach at the thought of you being the cause of some of his pain. “I’m sorry.” You whispered, eyes burning with unshed tears.

“What, now you’re gonna cry? You’re a big girl, you made the decision to use my own brother as a fucking rebound, so deal with it.” He spat and you let out a quiet sob as you turned to face the other side of the room. He was right… After doing what you thought was going to make you feel better, you only felt worse. Now instead of thoughts of his death and the torture he might’ve endured, it was also about how you betrayed him. You could have picked anyone else on the planet, but you chose Dick. The person Jason felt has always gotten everything and more. The only person he was ever worried you would leave him for.

“How long did you wait, huh?” His voice was much closer now and then you felt a hand in your hair, painfully pulling you to face him.

“Or did this start before I was kidnapped?” He sneered.

“No! No, it- it only happened once.” You sobbed, wishing you could turn your head away from him. “I thought… I thought he could help me.”

“Help you?” He scoffed.

“Yes! Because the love of my life was fucking murdered and for over a year, every single time I fell asleep or let my thoughts wander, my stupid fucking brain would make up things that might’ve happened to you since my dad didn’t let me see the video. So I was hoping that for just one fucking night, I wouldn’t have to think about that.” You yelled, tears streaming down your cheeks. His grip on your hair grew slack until his hand fell to his side.

“And did he?” He asked quietly.

“No.” A heavy silence filled the room and you looked down at your lap again. “I’m sorry, Jason.” You whispered. He sighed and started walking away. “You’re still mad at me?” The venom in your voice poorly masked your sadness.

“No I’m not fucking mad at you! How can I be after that shit?” He exclaimed, running a hand through his hair and closing his eyes.

“It’s okay if you are.” You said softly, despite the fact that your chest ached at the thought. “Just don’t be mad at Dick, it wasn’t his fault.” He let out another heavy sigh and walked back over, sitting on the right side of the couch, as far away from you as possible. You stared at the scar on his face, feeling bile rise in your throat as you imagined him screaming and crying. Or maybe by then he had been so tired- so broken, that he couldn’t even scream. Clenching your jaw as your eyes started to burn again, you wished that Joker was still alive so you could kill him yourself.

“Hey,”

“Huh?” You asked, moving your gaze to his eyes. Clearing your throat and willing the tears to disappear, you forced yourself to pay attention- to not let your thoughts wander again.

“I asked if you’re okay.”

“Oh. Yeah- sorry.” You lied, gaze straying back to the scar. How many other scars does he have now? Your eyes moved down to his body, imagining all of the places he could be permanently marred.

“I’d make a joke about you undressing me with your eyes but you actually look like you’re about to start crying.” He chuckled dryly, making you look up at him again.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.” Swallowing the lump in your throat, you forced yourself to look at the ground.

A lot could’ve happened in over a year. So some of your made up scenarios are probably true. Was it only Joker or were there others? Did they only torture him physically and emotionally? Or did they torture him... sexually too?

You could barely even finish the thought before bile was quickly rising up your throat, making you run to the bathroom. This wasn’t the first time you’ve gotten so nauseous thinking about what happened to him that you actually threw up. You slammed the door shut, not wanting him to see you like this, and once you finished throwing up you just sat on the floor and cried. You felt so fucking weak. And he probably needed you to be the strong one right now so you can help him with what he’s going through.

A hand on your knee made you jump. Jason was sitting next to you, offering you a glass of water that you gratefully took to swish in your mouth and spit back out into the toilet before closing the lid and flushing it.

“I’m sorry.” You croaked, not able to look at him.

“If I knew it was going to be this hard on you I would’ve stayed away. I’m sorry, sweetheart.” He pulled you into him, letting you rest your head on his chest as you tried to calm down.

“What happened to you?” You whispered and he stiffened.

“Baby, I don’t really think it’s the best idea for me to tell you. Just try not to think about it, okay?”

“I can’t.” You whimpered.

“How about I help you?”

“How?” He didn’t respond. Instead, he helped you stand, got out an extra toothbrush and put toothpaste on it, then handed it to you. You took it and tiredly brushed your teeth, watching through the mirror as he wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his chin on your head as he waited. You leaned back into his body and let your eyes fall closed, focusing on his chest moving with each breath and his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your side.

When you finished, he picked you up bridal style, making you release a startled giggle, and carried you into his bedroom. He gently set you on the bed, then started removing his tactile gear. You eyed him curiously until he was in just an undershirt and underwear. When he laid down next to you on his side, you mirrored the position.

“However you want me to help, I will. Whatever you want. We can just lay here and talk to get your mind off it or I can help you another way.” He said softly, bringing a hand up to brush your hair behind your ear, then cup your cheek.

“I need you, Jay.” You whispered, eyes fluttering down to his lips.

“Are you sure?” He rasped.

“Please.” That was all it took for him to slowly move forward and press his lips to yours. The kiss was tentative, experimental, but quickly deepened. His hand moved to the back of your neck to hold you against him as you moved yours to fist his shirt, pulling him closer. Without breaking the kiss, he pulled you on top of him, his freehand rubbing up and down your back in soothing motions.

“I missed you so much, baby.” He whispered against your lips, making you whine. When his hands moved to the hem of your shirt, you pulled back and ripped it over your head, then continued the kiss. Warm hands snaked up your back until he met your bra, effortlessly unclasping it and sliding it off your arms to the growing pile on the floor. You moved your hand to his cheek, gasping when you felt the raised skin.

“I- I’m sorry. I forgot and it startled me.” You said nervously, worried you had upset him.

“Don’t be sorry, princess.” You could tell he was being genuine. Leaning down slowly, you pressed a tentative kiss to the marred skin, watching his cheeks turn pink.

“C’mere.” He mumbled, pulling you into another kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too. So much, Jay.” His smile was infectious and soon enough you were both sporting lovesick grins. He swiftly rolled both of you over, never breaking the kiss, and settled between your legs. Your hands made their way to his hair as he started trailing kisses down your neck, sometimes stopping to leave a mark. He quickly reached your chest and took your nipple into his mouth, groaning against you as his fingers stimulated the other one. When he was satisfied, he moved to the next one, giving it the same treatment.

You did your best to just focus on the feel of him and not let your thoughts wander. But even though he was right here in your arms, you still had trouble believing this was real.

“Am- am I…” He pulled up to look at you and you brought your hands down to his cheeks. “I’m so scared this is just another dream.” You whispered, gaze rapidly moving over his face, trying to re-memorize it just in case.

“I’m real, baby. It’s really me.” He said softly, bringing a hand up to cup your cheek. Slowly leaning down, you felt his breath fan your lips for only a second before he was kissing you. Your grip tightened on his face, scared that if you let go, he’d disappear. After a moment, you pulled back, gasping and panting, keeping him close to you. Opening your eyes to find him already looking at you, you nodded, giving him permission to keep going.

Jason continued his path down your chest and stomach until he reached your pants. He slowly dragged them down your legs, teasing you, and you tugged on his hair, expressing your impatience. He just chuckled and finished pulling them off, then placed his hands on your hips, tracing the fabric of your underwear with his thumbs.

“I’ve always loved these. My second favorite pair.” He said quietly, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Your hips bucked subconsciously and he looked at you with a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Have you forgotten your manners?” He said with a smirk, making you blush.

“…Please.” You muttered, embarrassed. When he didn’t move, you let out a needy whine. “Jay, please.” You pouted, giving him puppy dog eyes.

“How can I say no to that face?” He cooed, pulling your underwear off, then parting your legs and settling between them. When he licked his lips and let out a low groan, even your ears grew warm with a blush.

“So fuckin pretty.” He said under his breath, moving onto his stomach. “Perfect.” He placed a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh and you lightly tugged on his hair again.

“Jay, stop teasing.” You frowned.

“I’ve waited years for this. I’m taking my fucking time.” He growled. Despite his words, he slid his arms under your legs to pull you into him and immediately dove in, licking a slow stripe up your folds.

“O- oh… Jay,” You said breathlessly, hips flinching when he let out a loud moan. Like a man starved, once he got a taste, he grew even more eager. He lapped up your arousal as he fucked his tongue inside of you, but when he moved up and sucked your clit into his mouth, you let out a strangled moan, pulling him against you by his hair.

“Fuck! Oh my god… Jason,” You whimpered, unable to control the way your hips were rutting against his face. It felt as good as you remembered, maybe even better, and when a finger easily slid inside your drooling hole, all of your thoughts just completely vanished.

“How’s that feel, princess?” He grumbled against your clit, making your hips buck toward the low vibrations.

“Good- so fucking good, Jay.” You whined breathlessly. “Please don’t stop.” He inserted another finger, making your grip tighten in his hair as you threw your head back with a loud moan. The coil in your belly was so fucking tight and you prayed that because this was the first time in a while, he wouldn’t want to draw it out.

“Close-“ You gasped out, tilting your head back up to look at him. His eyes were closed and brows furrowed as he repeatedly sucked your clit into his mouth, never stopping the motions of his fingers.

“Come for me, baby. Please.” He all but moaned as his eyes flickered up to you. You held him tight against you as your hips maintained a steady rocking against his face. “C’mon I know you can. Let me taste you- I need it, sweetheart. Please.” How could you say no to that? He only had to suck your clit into his mouth once more before you were falling over the edge, feeling your entire body tremble beneath him. You sobbed out a moan, feeling so overwhelmed with emotions and feelings and him. But you never wanted to stop. You wanted to live in this moment with him forever, just feeling close to him and nothing else.

As you came down from your orgasm and grew sensitive, you knew he wouldn’t stop, so you pulled on his hair, trying to remove his mouth from your overstimulated clit.

“Jay- Jay, baby, please.” You gasped out, hips twitching in a useless attempt to escape the overstimulation. He reluctantly pulled back and you watched with half lidded eyes as he removed his fingers and sucked them into his mouth, cleaning them. You whimpered at the erotic sight.

“I hope you know that now that I have a taste for it again, I’m gonna have my mouth on that cunt at least once a day.” He smirked, making your cheeks flush.

“You’re so crude.”

“No,” He scoffed, “you’re just easily flustered. Now. Speaking of getting a taste for things again, if I don’t get my cock in you right now, I’m gonna explode.” He said as he moved up your body until he was leaning over you. You smiled, trailing your hands down his back and grabbing the bottom of his shirt to pull it over his head, but it quickly faded as you got a glimpse of his torso. Your eyes started burning as you examined all of the scars, ranging from knife wounds to a bullet hole.

Two fingers grabbed your chin and tilted your head up as he lowered his body until his chest was pressed to yours so you couldn’t see. But the damage was already done.

“Hey,” He said softly, moving his hand to cup your cheek. “Just focus on me and the moment. That’s all that matters, okay? Just us, nothing else.”

“I know… I’m sorry. I feel so stupid getting this upset about it when I’m not even the one who experienced it.” You let out a dry laugh, looking to the side. You really did feel stupid because of this and you hated it. It’s not like you.

“That’s not stupid. If someone did even a quarter of the stuff to you that he did to me, I would kill them in a heartbeat- Actually not a heartbeat. I’d cut off all their limbs and then just let them bleed out to really make them suffer.” You looked at him again and couldn’t help the way the corners of your lips turned up. “The point is, I would feel the same way. I’d probably also cry if I thought about it too much. So no, it’s not stupid.”

“I just- I feel so weak. And you probably need me to be strong right now after what you went through.”

“I’ve made my peace with it… Mostly. And I didn’t come back because I needed you to be strong for me, I came back because without you, I don’t have anything. Being away from you was probably the worst part- and I know it was selfish of me to force myself back into your life and open old wounds but when have you ever known me to be selfless?” He chuckled lightly and you scoffed at his words.

“You’re the most selfless person I’ve ever met.”

“That’s debatable. Point is, I just need you. Nothing else.” You gave him a small smile and snaked your hand around the back of his neck to pull him into a kiss. When you almost immediately pulled away, he tried to chase your lips, making you chuckle breathlessly.

“I love you, Jason Todd. More than anything.” The smile he gave you made your stomach flutter and your chest ache- you missed that smile so damn much. “Enough cheesy stuff. If you don’t put your cock in me right now I’m going to explode.” He barked out a laugh which just made your stomach flutter and chest ache even more.

“Yes, ma’am.” He said sarcastically, quickly throwing off his underwear and climbing back over you. The blunt head of his cock brushed your opening and you took in a sharp breath, waiting eagerly. He dragged the tip through your folds, coating it in your arousal and his spit, and you let out a low whine as you squirmed.

“Please?” You pouted, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his hips. He didn’t respond. Instead, he applied more pressure until the head of his cock breached your hole, making your breath hitch. His brows furrowed as his mouth opened in a silent moan and he let his head hang down.

“Jesus- fuck. Squeezing me so fuckin tight, baby, I’m not gonna last.” He said through a moan. To be fair, you didn't expect him to. You don’t know what he’s been doing since he escaped, but you figured it wasn’t having sex.

“I don’t care. Please just fuck me, Jay, I need it.” You whined, making him let out what sounded like a whimper.

“Keep talking like that and I’m gonna bust right fuckin now.” He gritted, opening his eyes to look at you. You did your best to hide your smirk as you purposefully clenched around his length, making his hips stutter forward, pushing in a little more. When he saw your poorly concealed smirk, he narrowed his eyes. “You’re a fuckin tease, you know that?”

“Yeah well I like seeing you blush like that.” You looked up at him through your lashes with a teasing glint in your eyes and he placed a hand on your neck.

“You wanna keep teasing me and see what happens? Or do you want me to fuck you.” He asked, squeezing the sides of your neck lightly. When you huffed and looked away from him, you could practically feel his smirk. “That’s what I thought.”

He moved his hips again, not stopping until he was completely buried inside you. You let out a ragged breath as you struggled to adjust to his size- honestly it felt like he was all the way up your stomach and you knew that he was. You knew that if you looked down, you’d be able to see where his cock was bulging your stomach. And you really fucking missed that feeling.

“Now you’re speechless, huh?” He smirked. You glared at him, but it quickly softened as your face twisted in pleasure when he slowly started moving out. He dragged his cock back until only the tip was inside, then slowly forced it back in. You whined as he kept up the slow pace, but deep down you were a little grateful that he knew and respected the fact that you’d need some time to adjust, especially after all this time without it.

He removed his hand, then suddenly dropped his head into your shoulder, kissing and biting the skin before moving up to your neck to suck the skin in his mouth, leaving even more marks. You couldn’t hold down the embarrassing sounds crawling up your throat, but they only spurred him on. His pace increased slightly and the first unexpected thrust knocked the breath out of you.

“Missed you so fucking much.” He muttered against your skin. “Thought about you every day- about coming home to you… You kept me alive.” He whispered the last part hesitantly and you let out a choked sob from his words. You wished you could say the same, but you were under different circumstances. You lost the love of your life and if you’re being completely honest, there were parts of it where you truly wanted to die just to have a break from your emotions.

“I love you.” Was all you could think of to say. He pulled back to look at you, thrusts never slowing.

“I love you, sweetheart. More than you’ll ever know.” You pulled him down into another kiss, eagerly chasing his lips as the pace of his thrusts increased even more. He reached a hand down to your clit, making you release a muffled moan into his mouth before pulling back.

“God- I’m not gonna last long either.” You said through a breath, feeling the knot in your stomach grow tighter.

“I need you to come with me. Can you do that, princess?” He rasped, cupping your cheek again and moving his gaze back and forth between your eyes. You nodded with a whimper and he gave you a proud smile. “Good girl. Just gotta hold it a little longer, okay?” You let out a loud moan from his praise as your walls fluttered around his cock, making him hiss. But despite that, you did your best to hold it, wanting to come with him.

It didn’t take him long before his thrusts were becoming erratic and frenzied, rutting into you as he desperately chased his orgasm.

“Don’t pull out.” You whispered. You figured he wouldn’t since he said “come together,” but you wanted to be sure.

“Fuck,” He choked out, hips snapping into you as he neared his orgasm. “I won’t, princess. Gonna fill you up nice and good- give you what you want. But you need to ask for it nicely.” His words were strained as he tried to stave off his incoming release. You wanted to whine and hide your face instead of saying it, but you were rapidly approaching the edge and you didn’t want to draw it out any longer.

“Jay, please. Need you to fill me up- I need it so bad.” Your whine turned into a sob as you clenched down on him again.

“Good girl. Good fucking girl. You ready?” You nodded eagerly, trying to hold it until he actually gave you the word. Only a few thrusts later, he choked out, “Come with me, baby. Come now.” That was all you needed to let the knot of arousal in your stomach snap. His lips pressed to yours, muffling your cries and moans as his hips stuttered to a stop, now only bucking forward sporadically, trying to bury his length impossibly deeper inside of you. Using your legs and arms, you pulled his body completely against yours as you savored the feeling of his cock twitching inside you, filling you up.

When he pulled away, you both were panting, trying to catch your breath. He rolled you over again, never removing his cock, and had you lay on top of him completely, letting you rest your head on his chest.

“I love you.” He murmured, planting a kiss on the top of your head.

“I love you.” You responded, in the same tone, then placed a kiss on his chest. You could see some of his scars with the way you were laying, so you let your eyes fall shut, but even then, you didn’t think of it. For the first time in years, you just felt truly content. So content that your brain was satisfied not knowing what happened. You just prayed it stayed like that and wasn’t only because of postcoital bliss.

When he brought a hand up to run through your hair, you snuggled into his chest even more and kissed him again, before letting yourself relax completely.

Chapter three

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holylulusworld · 1 year ago

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Ladybug

Summary: You believed he’s a nerd but in truth, he’s a force of nature.

Pairing: Jake Jensen x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, unprotected sex, consensual degrading, sex against a window

“Fuck, look at my filthy whore,” Jake growls in your ear while he batters your quaking hole. You’re too close to another orgasm and fucked out to even respond.

Before he had you like this, pressed up against one of the windows at his office, Jake bent you over his desk to give your poor cunt a few spanks. He only laughed as you squirted all over his hand.

You never thought that the sweet and smart head of the IT department, the one calling you ladybug and playing with superhero figurines, will fuck you like an animal the moment you let him have his way with you.

“I knew the moment you walked into my office, wearing one of your cute skirts, and glasses, that you only need to be fucked like this to get you out of your shell.”

He’s moving faster, aware that anyone entering his office will find him balls deep inside the newest addition to the IT department. “Fuck, this is the best cunt I ever had.”

You whine even louder at his words. “Aw, you love praises,” he whispers filthy words in your ear. “My little cockslut. I will stuff your cunt every day from now on.”

Pushing back onto his twitching length you try to show him that you are more than willing to take his cock every day. “Please…J—ake.”

His hips slam into your ass, making you cry out at the impact. He’s getting impossible faster as you press the palms of your hands against the window. Your breath fogs the windows, and you can only hope the people in the other building can’t see you.

“It’s Mr. Jensen to you,” he smirks against your cheek, nuzzling you. “If you are a good girl, you can call me your IT God.”

You’d giggle at the awful nickname, but the way he uses your body is a crass contrast to the way he usually treats you. “Hmm…my little slut is going to cum again.”

Pants along with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh fill his office. A crescendo of your lust.

“OH GOD!” You scream his name and slam your hands against the window when your orgasm violently ripples through your body.

“That’s it, princess,” Jake grips your shoulders to hold you against the window. “Now, have my spunk.”

He comes with a grunt, and one last jerk of his hips. “Perfect, my little ladybug. So, fucking perfect.”

Jake carefully pulls out of your well-fucked pussy. He hisses and curses under his breath seeing the cum run down your thighs. “You good? I…wait…I’ll clean you up, Y/N.”

He hurriedly pulls his pants back up to grab his shirt and throw it on. Jake looks on the ground at your skirt and shirt lying torn on the ground. He huffs because it’s his fault you’ve got no clothes to wear.

You turn around on shaky legs to watch him open a drawer at his desk to get one of his spare shirts out. He sniffs at it, making you roll your eyes as it's not clean.

“Uh-I got a shirt and boxer briefs. You can have it. I’ll go and get you some clothes.”

He holds the clothes in his hands, shyly looking at you. “You are strong,” you glance up at Jake. He just screwed your brain out, but this doesn’t mean you know how to act around him now. “Very strong…and big…”

Jake grins. “I knew you’d love it!” He places the clothes on the desk to get another old shirt out. “Let me just…”

You let him guide you toward the couch at his office and sit down. Jake carefully cleans you up and hands you the shirt and boxer briefs.

“I’ll get you clothes, and you stay here.”

“I—okay.”

“We will go on a date,” he hastily says. “I mean…that’s what I wanted to do first. You just looked so good in that skirt, and I had to have you.”

Jake helps you into his shirt, grinning as it’s too big for you. “Where did you want to take me?”

“Home…my bed…on every surface,” he purrs in your ear. “I hope you know that you’re mine now.”

“Hmm…” you close your eyes and let Jake bury his face in your neck. “Next time, please don’t destroy my clothes. I liked that skirt…”

"I can't promise anything, bug..."

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sarahsmi13s · 2 years ago

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Told Them (pt 1)

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x wife!reader

characters: jake seresin, y/n seresin, grayson seresin, kennedy seresin, dagger squad, penny benjamin

warnings: third person pov, she/her pronouns used, domestic hangman, grayson feels like a burden bc of his injuries, i believe that’s it

word count: ~2.9k

a/n: 3/3 (1/3) okay so I know i said this was supposed to be 3 parts but had i done this last part all at once it would have been unproportional: 3.4k (part 1), 2.9k (part 2) and then 9.4k (part 3)

soooo i broke part three up into 3 parts

lightly proof-read

part 3 summary: after nearly losing his son, jake decides to tell the team about his family and invites them to his home for a cookout

part 3.1 summary: the morning of the cookout and the seresins are getting ready

pt 1 pt 2 pt 3.2 pt 3.3

*******

Saturday was finally here, and Y/N was stressing out over everything.

“Kenni, did you pick your toys up out of the backyard?” She asked as she moved around the kitchen. “Yes, Mama.” “Did you get your toys out of the living room?” “Yes, Mama.” “Did you put them away, away?” Nothing. “Kennedy, did you put your toys away?” “I put them in my room.” Y/N shrugged, “Good enough for now. They won’t go in there.”

“Y/N, Sweetheart, slow down. It’s not even ten o’clock yet. People won’t show up until three.”

Turning to Jake, Y/N threw her dusting rag at him, “Doesn’t mean I can’t make sure the house is clean.” He laughs with a shake of his head and throws the rag back at her, “Whatever you say.”

Grayson’s voice cut through the morning cartoon his sister was watching, “Dad!” “Yeah?” “Could you bring me a water?” Jake turns to the fridge, grabbing a cold bottle out of it, “Be there in a second!” “Kay, thank you!”

ake placed the cold bottle on the back of his wife’s neck. “Jacob!” He chuckled, “Let me get this to Grayson and then I’ll help.” “Thank you, Honey.” “Of course.”

*******

After Y/N and Jake cleaned the kitchen, living room, downstairs bathroom, and picked up the backyard they got the kids ready.

Now yes, Grayson was 16 but he also just got home from the hospital and needed someone just in case.

“Ken, do you have an outfit picked out to meet Daddy’s friends?” Y/N asked, walking into the living room from outside. She shook her head. Y/N nodded, “That’s okay. Do you want to pick it out yourself, do you want Mama and Daddy to help you pick, or do you want Mama to pick?” “Can you and Daddy help me pick? I want them to like it.” “Princess, they’re gonna love it. They saw a photo of you the other day and they can’t wait to meet you,” Jake said as he squatted in front of her.

“I’m right here, Dad,” Grayson teased. Jake rolled his eyes playfully, “They can’t wait to meet you either kiddo.”

Y/N looked between her son and her husband. “Hey, Kenni, why don’t you go up and pick out three pairs of bottoms and three shirts? Daddy and I will be up in a minute.” The five year old nodded and happily ran up the stairs on all fours. Y/N shook her head laughing, “That girl…” “She’s your daughter, for sure.”

“Grayson, did you pick something out or were you just gonna wing it about thirty minutes before?” Grayson sighed, “Mama, my clothes are upstairs. I can’t go upstairs. But I do have an outfit in mind.”

Y/N nodded, “Okay. Well let us get Ken sorted out and then will get your clothes for you okay, just send me the clothes you want.” He nodded, “Okay.” “Change the channel if you want,” Jake said when he stood up.

Both Y/N and Jake headed up the stairs.

“Do they know?” Y/N asked when they got to the top of the stairs. Sighing, he shook his head, “No, but I wasn’t gonna tell them without you.” She nodded, “Okay, do they even know he’s 16?” Jake shook his head, “I’m honestly not sure how old they think he is.” Y/N let out a shaky breath, “Okay.”

“Hey,” he grabbed her shoulders. “I know you’re nervous. But they are going to love all of you. They will not give two shits, okay. If I thought they’d have a problem with it, I wouldn’t have wanted you to meet them. Your happiness and the kids’ happiness are my top priority.”

She nodded, “I know. I love you.” He kissed her, “I love you too. Now, let’s go see what Kennedy has picked out for herself.”

When they got to their daughter's room, she was actually cleaning but had the 3 outfits on her bed.

“Princess, what are you doing?” Kennedy just shrugged, “Putting toys away. I picked outfits, so I put my toys away.” Both of her parents smiled at her.

Kennedy usually found things to busy herself with if she had to. She got that from Jake; ‘I did a task, let me see what else I can do while I still have the energy to do it.’

“Thank you, Sweetheart. Good job,” Y/N praised her daughter. They had learned when Grayson was little that praise encourages them to do things like this without really having to be asked.

“Let’s see what you’ve got picked out, okay?” Jake said as he lowered himself to the floor. Y/N sat right by the bed and looked over what she had picked out. Kennedy came over and sat in Jake’s lap.

“Okay, how do we wanna do this?” Kennedy just shrugged. Y/N nodded, “Alright. Let’s tackle the bottoms first. Do you want to wear a skirt or shorts?” Kennedy hesitated, “Hmmm, shorts.” Y/N sat the skirt aside. “Okay, and do you want jean shorts or shorts like Mama has on?” Jake asked, referring to the athletic shorts Y/N had on. “Jean.” Y/N pulled down the jean shorts and put them in her lap.

“Which shirt do you want? Captain America, cow, or plane?”

Kennedy adored Captain America, mainly because he reminded her of her dad; which is the cutest thing. The ‘cow’ shirt was actually a University of Texas ‘Longhorn’ shirt that her aunt sent her for her birthday. Then the ‘plane’ shirt was actually one of Y/N’s old shirts, with a tiny paper airplane on it, that her mom made into a shirt for her granddaughter. And underneath it says ‘h_ng-girl’ because Kennedy loves her dad.

“Plane!” She said excitedly. Y/N smiled, glancing at Jake who was smiling down at his daughter. “Alright, sweet pea, let's put it on and see what Daddy thinks,” Y/N said, getting up and holding her hand out. “No peeking,” Kennedy said as she got up. Jake laughed and covered his eyes, “No peeking.”

Y/N quickly changed her daughter’s clothes, “Okay, you can look now, Jake.”

Jake slid his hand down his face, arching a brow as he looked over. “Princess, you look beautiful.” Kennedy giggled and ran to her dad, arms wrapping around his neck.

“Ken, do you want to help get Bubba's clothes and take them to him?” She nodded and followed Y/N out of the bedroom, Jake not too far behind.

Grabbing what Grayson had texted her out of his drawers, Y/N handed the items to her daughter, “Will you go give these to Grayson, sister?” Kennedy nodded, wrapping her arms around the sweat-shorts and black t-shirt before running out of the room.

“Kennedy, be careful! Do not run down the stairs!” Y/N called out, peeking out the door frame just to see Kennedy slide downstairs on her butt.

She groaned and rested her head on Jake’s chest, “That girl is you made over I swear.” Jake chuckled and kissed the top of her head, “You love it.” She hummed and wrapped her arms around his waist, “That I do.”

Placing a kiss to his chest, Y/N pulled back, “I’m gonna shower. You go help Grayson, and then you shower while I’m getting ready.” “Yes, ma’am,” Jake mock saluted and kissed her.

Jake went to the living room where Grayson was still propped up on the couch, watching something on the TV. “You ready?”

Grayson jumped a little, startled by Jake’s sudden presence in the room. “Uh, yeah.” He moves to push himself up off the couch, but Jake stops him. “Grayson,” Jake helped him get to his crutches before grabbing the clothes off the couch.

“How are your ribs?” “A little sore, I need to put ice on them but I can do that after I change.” Jake nodded and followed him to the guest room and waited outside after placing the clothes on the bed.

It was silent for a minute before Grayson spoke, “Hey Dad?” Jake could hear the anxiety in his voice. “What’s up, kid?” He heard him sigh. “Grayson, what’s wrong?” “I don’t know. I just- I feel like I’m gonna be a major buzzkill.” “They’ll understand, Gray.”

“Um, hey, could you come in here?” Jake glanced at Kennedy who was curled into a pillow watching the movie that was on. “Yeah.”

Grayson was sitting on the bed, “Could you, uh, could you help me with my shoes?” Jake nodded and knelt down, sliding the socks onto Grayson’s feet.

“God, I feel like a child.” “Technically, you are.” Jake chuckled and looked up, clearing his throat when he saw the unamused look on his son’s face. “Not helping, got it.” Grayson groaned and rubbed his face.

“Talk to me, what’s wrong?” Grayson hit the mattress with his hands, “I just- I hate this. And it’s only been 6 days, Dad. 6 days!” “It’s hard, I remember when your mom was on crutches, she hated it.”

“I feel useless, you know. Like I can’t help you or Mom around the house. Mom can’t go to work because I can’t do anything for myself… it sucks.” Jake nodded, listening to his son talk and jerked his head up when Grayson sniffled.

Jake abandoned the shoe in his hand and sat beside him. “Hey, hey, hey. It’s okay. It’s okay.” Grayson used the back of his hand to wipe his eyes, “I’m sorry.” Jake shook his head, confused, “Why are you sorry?” “For getting upset about this. For being a burden.”

Jake held his hand up, “No, that is not what we’re gonna do. You are allowed to be upset, son. This is a difficult adjustment for everyone. But never, ever think you are a burden for something that is not your fault. You got hit, you had the right of way and someone hit you. This is not your fault.”

“But Mom has to do everything for me! She’s going to have to cancel clients to babysit me because I can barely do anything for myself. She’s gonna be losing money for weeks!” “Her clients will understand,” Jake tried to reason. Grayson just shook his head.

“How about we talk more about it later with your mom? We can work something out, but right now let’s focus on tonight, yeah?” Jake offered. Grayson took in a shaky breath, “Yeah, yeah that sounds good.”

Jake smiled and moved to put Grayson’s shoe on. “Have you told Mom about any of that?” He shook his head, “No, she’s already doing so much, I didn’t want to pile on..” “Okay, we’ll make sure to talk about it later okay?” Grayson nodded and stood up with assistance from his crutches.

Jake got him an ice-pack and a towel before going upstairs to shower.

****

Upstairs, Y/N had showered and was braiding her wet hair, before putting on light makeup. “Looking good, pretty girl,” Jake said as he walked by, smacking her towel covered butt. “Thank you, pretty boy.”

Jake turned the shower on, “Grayson’s having a hard time.” Y/N sighed as she tied the small elastic in her hair. “Says he feels bad for not helping around the house,” Jake said as he undressed before stepping in the shower.

She grabbed her mascara and opened it, “He shouldn’t, it’s not his fault.” Jake stepped under the stream, “I know. I told him as much. But it didn’t change his mind. He also feels like a burden because you’re gonna have to take time off from work to take care of him.” “That boy…” She sighed and closed the mascara. “I told him that we’d talk about it later tonight.” “Sounds good.”

Y/N walked out and into their bedroom, getting dressed in a matching set of underwear.

She stepped out into the hall and at the top of the steps, but out of view, “Kennedy?” “Yeah Mama?” “Do you wanna help me pick out an outfit?”

No words were said but she could hear Grayson chuckle as Kennedy’s bare feet slapped the floor as she ran to the stairs, climbing them.

Kennedy ran past her mom, grabbing her hand and dragging her to the bedroom.

The five year old climbed up on the bed and sat down. Y/N kissed her head and went to the closet. She pulled down a sundress and stepped back into the room, “Dress? Yes or no?” Kennedy tilted her head, “Put it on!” Y/N laughed, “Oh, so you want a fashion show?” Her daughter giggled and nodded.

Shaking her head, she slipped it off the hangar and then over her head. “What do you think?” Kennedy took her pointer finger and made a circle motion, something she learned from her dad.

Y/N laughed and spun in a circle. Kennedy once again tilted her head and tapped her chin. She ultimately shook her head, “Not tonight Mama.” Y/N quickly took it off and put it back on the hangar.

She went back into the closet and tapped her chin in thought. “Ken, do you want to pick out what I try on?”

Two little feet thumped on the floor and a blonde blur was at her side soon after.

“Let’s choose pants first,” Y/N said as she picked her up. She went to the pants section of the closet and Kennedy ran her hand over the hangars. The little girl closed her eyes and went a few more seconds before stopping, “These!” She did her best to pluck the hangar of the rod.

It was a pair of light wash overalls that were distressed all over the front of the leg. Y/N took the pants from Kennedy, “Oooo, these are nice! Good choice. Now, let’s pair it with a shirt.”

She took the hangar from her daughter and placed the article on the bed before going to her drawers. She put Kennedy down and pulled open the drawer.

Y/N had a few shirts that she wore with those pants, so she grabbed them and laid them out.

“Okay, I want you to pick one of these shirts for me to try on. Think you can do that, Kenni?” She nodded, eyes already scanning the shirts. She grabbed a ribbed white tank-top and held it out to her mom. Smiling, Y/N ruffled the girl's hair, receiving an annoyed whine in return, “Thank you, honey.”

She put on the outfit and looked at Kennedy, who was smiling and nodding. “Yeah? This it?” Kennedy nodded, “Wait!”

She ran to the chair by the bathroom door, and grabbed the button-up that was on it, “This!” Y/N laughed, “Sweetheart, that’s Daddy’s.” “And? Put it on!” She shook the shirt, urging her mom to take it. Y/N rolled her eyes fondly and put it on, cuffing the sleeve of the green denim shirt.

Y/N walked over to the full body mirror and adjusted the shirt, bending over to cuff the legs of her overalls.

“Mama, you look pretty! Doesn’t she, Daddy?”

Y/N turned to her daughter, seeing Jake drying his hair with a towel. “You’re Mama always looks pretty, K.” Kennedy rolled her eyes, “I know that, silly. But-” She gestured to her mom, “Look at her!” Jake chuckled and kissed his daughter’s forehead before going to his wife and doing the same.

“You look gorgeous, Honey.” Y/N hummed and kissed his lips, “Thank your daughter, she has impeccable taste.” Jake smiled and kissed her temple, “I love seeing you in my clothes.”

Before anything else could be said, Kennedy pulled on Y/N’s pant leg, “Can you do my hair, please?” Y/N nodded, “Of course, baby.”

She turned to Jake, “All of your clean underwear and undershirts are in the basket still.” “Thank you, Sweetheart,” he pecked her lips and spun her. “Now go, so I can get dressed.” Y/N scoffed, but giggled afterwards and nudged Kennedy out of the room towards the kids’ bathroom.

“How do you want it done?” Y/N asked as she sat Kennedy on the counter. “Like the blonde Black Widow.” “Yelena?” Kennedy nodded, “Yeah, her!” “Okay, so you want the braids?” She nodded. “Alright, do you want to brush it or do you want me to brush it?” “You, please.” Y/N smiled and picked up the brush and did her daughter’s hair.

*******

After doing her daughter’s hair she went downstairs, daughter on her hip.

“Daddy, Gray! Look, my hair is like blonde Black Widow!” Grayson smiled, “It looks great sister. Do you want to watch Black Widow with me?” Kennedy nodded adamantly and wiggled out of her mom’s hold.

“Your hair looks amazing, Princess. Mama did a good job didn’t she?” Kennedy nodded as she gently cuddled into her brother’s uninjured side. “Yeah, thank you Mama!” “You’re welcome, sweetie. Dad and I will be in the kitchen if you need us okay?” Both kids nodded as the opening to Black Widow played.

“Wait,” Grayson called, reaching to his side. “Could you put this back in the freezer?” Y/N nods and takes the ice-pack, “Course, when will you need it again?” “Probably right before I go to bed. If it hurts at all I’ll let you know.” She nods and she and Jake go to the kitchen to begin prep.

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fabricated-misslieness · 2 years ago

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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: tsireya x male reader

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: You always seem to have a way to make Tsireya laugh.

ʀᴇ𝐐: no ~ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 536 ~ established relationship

ᴍᴀʏʙ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: tsireya's very pretty.

☾⋆☆⋆☽

As Tsireya hops off her ilu, knee deep in the water near the shore, you're suddenly in front of her. She's grown so used to you sticking to her side, and somehow appearing out of nowhere to do so, that she's not quite startled.

You bend at the hip in front of her in a bow, face lowered towards the ground, offering her your hand.

Normally she would've graciously taken the offer, but right now...

She gasps, placing a hand on her chest. "How dare you think I can't handle myself." She pushes past you, bumping into your shoulder with a "hmph!".

You stumble slightly when she bumps into you, but quickly recover in order to catch up with her. You block her path once again, mouth open like a fish net. "But, princess, how could I let you get off your ilu without assistance? Let alone–"

She slaps you lightly–it's barely a slap–across the cheek, but you react like she's broken your cranium. Your head moves with the full force of a slap to the side, so far she thinks she hears something crack, and you moan in pain, clutching at your cheek.

Tsireya can't help but to break character and giggle. She takes the side of your jaw between her middle and forefinger and pushes your face back up to face her. "Come on, I didn't slap you that hard."

Your eyes are shut tight to emphasize the "pain", but you indulge yourself with a little peek. Her face–big blue eyes, blushing blue skin and beautiful smile–is so pretty you almost can't convince yourself to play your part again. The promise of her laughing and grinning, however, is enough to spur you on.

"My princess," You shout, "she wounds me!"

Your not so graceful screaming draws the attention of nearby villagers, but they hardly pay any mind once they see the two of you.

Tsireya and her lovestruck boyfriend's antics were nothing but old news.

"Shut up!" She giggles, pushing you lightly.

"'Ak, tìsraw!" Again, you groan, placing a hand upon your forehead as if you're fainting. You collect her hands with your other hand and stumble backwards, taking her with you. You'd never allow her to fall, though.

She wraps both her hands around one of yours and pulls you back to standing normally. "Oìsss, skxawng, you're not hurt."

It was always rather amazing how easily you could bring out this playful side of her, the side that wasn't burdened by responsibilities or social standards; just a Tsireya that allowed herself to be free.

"Skxawng?" You pause for a moment, finally opening your eyes wide and raising your browbones. "Now she insults me!"

"Seriously," She groans, stomping her feet on the ground, "stop, rutxe!"

"Alright, sorry." As if nothing, all at once, your antics stop. You lean down to press a peck on her waiting lips, finally putting both her hands in their rightful place, holding yours.

Though she wouldn't have minded you continuing for longer, she snickers at how fast you can stop. "You didn't actually hurt my feelings, you know."

She leans up and you lean down. Your foreheads meet tenderly in the middle.

"Mhm, I know."

#tsireya x male reader #tsireya x reader #avatar x reader #avatar x male reader #💞 // darlings #🎟 // avatar #🎫 // tsireya #🌸 // success!

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thesandsofelsweyr · 2 years ago

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A,I and Y for AK!Jay pretty please 🙏

from Headcanon Game - A to Z (NSFW)

This one's also dripping with angst... hope that's okay!

⚠️ cw: smut (⚤)

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

Despite all of the rage, pain, blackness, fear, guilt, and shame tearing him up inside, Jay is a very kind and attentive lover. To be in a relationship with him in the first place means that he has put a great deal of trust in you, that you won’t hurt him or abandon him. He trusts that your touches will always be tender, that you’ll love him unconditionally, despite all of the baggage that comes with loving him. He’s laid his broken heart and fragile soul bare for you, and trusts you will treat them gently, and he loves you for that. He wants to make certain you know how much he appreciates you by treating you like a queen.

As mentioned previously, Jay suffers from debilitating orgasm headaches, so sex sometimes leaves him drained, both physically and emotionally. He loves when you snuggle up beside him after he finishes, loves to feel your warm, sweat-slick skin against him as you nestle in the crook of his arm, as your bodies entwine. He loves to nuzzle your hair, to inhale the perfumed scent of your shampoo… the intoxicating scent of you. He loves to absently run his fingers through your hair while he reads one of his beat-up paperbacks in bed, to trace the curve of your ear with his thumb, to drag a gnarled knuckle over your unblemished cheek, to place a soft kiss on your temple.

After he’s started to heal and he’s more comfortable with you seeing his scarred body, he enjoys joining you in a hot bath or shower after sex. He runs a soapy loofa over every curve of your body, lavishing your wet skin with sweet kisses… on your shoulder, the back of your neck, behind your ears, down your spine, on your stiff nipples, your belly button, your clit. He’ll wash your hair for you if you want him to, massaging your scalp with deft fingers until you're melting beneath his touch 😍

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Although you like it rough, Jay can get carried away so you have to be firm with your safe words. Since you were his first, he’s still inexperienced so you often have to take the lead. He’s an eager pupil though and a very fast learner.

The reasons mentioned in Aftercare can make sex a very emotional event for him, and he’s not the greatest at dealing with these emotions. If he feels tears coming on he’ll want to stop—he doesn’t like you seeing him so vulnerable and weak. Sometimes he’ll storm out in an angry huff at how fucking pathetic he is, only to return later like a sad little basset hound to apologize to you. But you’ve learned to take his face in his hands, gentle but firm, to lock onto his icy glare and break through his rage with reassuring words of love 😌

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

You were Jay's first, so after you introduced him to your pussy he can't get enough of it 😋 As horny as he is though, he’s still docile from his time spent with Joker. He can’t fathom why you would want something so ruined, and despite plenty of evidence to the contrary, he assumes that you aren’t turned on by him, so you’re often the one to initiate sex. You aren’t complaining though because one of your favorite things to do is wake him up with your lips wrapped around his morning wood, eyes locked on his as you tongue at his slit because you love to watch those long black lashes flutter as he wakes. You love to see that cocksure smile of his playing on his beautiful lips as he gazes down his toned abs at you with heavy-lidded blue eyes, love to hear him murmur, “Good morning, princess,” in a voice thick with sleep.

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theesirenteller · 1 year ago

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Who's The Savior?

Manny, Mayans Mc X OFC

"Bunny, You alright there sweetheart?!" Tanner called out from across the desert. The ex-navy seal stood at the staggering height of six feet and four inches tall, with shaggy chestnut-brown hair, a Greek god-like chiseled build, and a babyish face that was fresh of any facial hair. One of the Mayans stood in front of him with the end of an AK-47 pressed against the back of his curls. "Alright, you got our girl and we got your guy. Bring us the girl now!" Ordered Riker, A heavily tattooed blonde with wild, piercing blue eyes. His sun-kissed skin was covered in thick layers of ink. Toned and Muscular but not nearly as buff as his best friend. He had platinum blonde hair that was cut short into a sleek back mohawk. His trigger finger itches to unload his M4-carbine into the low lives before him, "Give her to us you fucks!" "Y-yes! I'm okay! Just be cool guys please," She called out with teary eyes and a pleading tone as she stood behind Manny. The tall and lanky male rested his hand against her shoulder as he led her to them. His touch sent unexplainable shivers down her spine. He provided her with this unspeakable security. "Don't shed no more tears, muñeca, everything's gonna be alright."He whispered raspily and Bunny slowed down her shaky breaths. "Thank you, Manny." She said in a soft tone that held a delicate whisper to it. His warm hand only squeezed her shoulder in response. Tanner nudged the captive Mayan forward as soon as Bunny was in arm's reach. Bunny went rushing into Tanner's arms and hugged him by the waist tightly. His large hand patted her back and gripped her waist with one of his hands despite holding his gun in the other. "Fucking wetbacks," Riker seethed before he had unleashed the bullets from his gun. The thought of them doing anything to His and Tanner's girl caused an animalistic rage to boil within him. The man wasn't a stranger to using Mexicans as target practice either. He'd done horrific things to them in his military days and wanted to do worse now. Tanner followed along with his friend and shot forward until Bunny intercepted. "NO! No Riker stop!" Bunny screamed in horror as she watched the Yuma men drop. Without giving her actions much thought, she rushed in front of Manny who had dropped. "Bunny what the fuck?!" "Get the hell up and away from him, woman!" "No!" she cried as she sat on her knees beside him. He'd been shot in his knees and shoulders. "This is wrong! He protected me, He's got a child to go home to for Christ's sake! You can't kill him! I won't let you." Both men gripped their guns tightly as they looked from her to one another. Silently debating with their eyes. "Tanner please…" Bunny pleaded with her more reasonable lover. "Alright sugar," The brunette sighed before shaking his head and slowly began lowering his weapon, "Put it down, Rike." "Fuck." Riker spat in annoyance before lowering his weapon, "Looks like it's your lucky day wetback." he smirked down at Manny, sinisterly. Despite coughing up blood and wheezing, Manny's eyes were stuck in a cold glare towards the redneck. "I'm so sorry, "Bunny whispered as she placed her hand against his cheek. The rumbling of motorcycle engines could be heard in the distance getting closer and closer. The pair held eye contact for a few lingering moments before the plump woman was snatched up by her blonde-haired lover and thrown over his shoulder. "Time to go princess," Riker announced as he pushed her into the backseat of the Jeep. "Move out! They're getting close." Riker hollered as he sent shots into the air in an attempt to prologue how close the Yuma biker gang was getting. Tanner did as told, placing his foot harshly on the gas pedal, and sped off through the desert.

And months after the events of that weekend happened, Manny couldn't help but let his mind wander off to the bubbly, free-soul, beautiful brown-skinned brunette that saved him. Even when he was safely home with his daughter and family, he wondered how she was. If she was okay, how she looked, and most of all...He wondered if her lips felt as soft as they were when they'd kissed the night before the trade-off. What he didn't know was that she thought of him as well.

#theesirentellerstories #theesirenteller fanfic #manny mayans mc #manny montana x oc #manny mayans #manny montana fanfiction

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lirarey · 9 days ago

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Let's talk about the main couples in "Descendants"? Part 1

Ben and Mal. Who is Ben? Son of Belle and the Beast. Belle could see the good in him. The Beast was slowly opening up to her. Together, they raised a son who was able to understand and accept anyone. Who is Mal? Daughter of Maleficent and Hades. Her mother was angry at the man who got married to another woman. Hades couldn't be with Maleficent for long. Mal grew up a girl who was used to seeking approval and love through pretense. Ben saw the good in her and helped her to bring it out. And I love talking about their first date scene forever. When Mal gave him those enchanted cookies, she didn't even think about the consequences. I'm not sure she even planned to disenchant him. For her, "love" is something abstract. Something that needs to be achieved. After all, if you're useful, then you can be loved? But Ben, from the very beginning, tried to find the good not only in her, but in all the VKs. He gave them the chance that Belle once gave to the Beast. At first, Mal didn’t fully understand this. For her, Ben was just "a typical prince who is only a bridge to achieve the main goal." But the cookies, to some extent, helped release his initial sympathy for Mal. "Did I mention?" made Mal just blink in confusion from the effect of the spell because she had never really seen full-fledged magic in her life. Mal found it funny to think about such a universal and absurd display of attention. But the girl definitely didn't expect an invitation on a date. It's one thing to feign mutual sympathy in public and quite another to do it in private. If she is too cold, their plan will fail. But how can she be cold when Ben is taking her through stunningly beautiful places when they're slowly walking along a suspension bridge... Mal is lost, lost, because no one has ever been so sincerely interested in her life, even with the help of the spell. She tries to hide it, but it doesn't work very well. Such a good attitude towards her simply can't be anything other than a dream. Ben deliberately pretended to be in trouble. He wanted to see if his feelings were mutual. And the Enchanted Lake was only washed away by a spell. It can't take away real feelings. All this concern must have made her heart beat faster. She cries as she makes cookies because she knows no one has ever treated her this well. And no one ever will. Mal ruined everything with her own hands. How can she look Ben in the eye knowing that all she's been trying to do this whole time is help her mom take over Auradon? Ben continues to defend her to her parents and other AKs, believing in her good intentions. It turns out that her spell didn't even have time to work. In the end, she finally realizes that Ben makes her happy. In the second part, the burden of responsibility for a new image falls on her. She's trying to please everyone again. She isn't like all these princesses. This isn't her life. Her life remained there, on the Isle. Ben loves her for who she is, so he runs away to the Isle after her. But Mal is afraid to admit her feelings for him. He deserves someone better than her. Only the understanding of the possibility of losing Ben makes Mal know how important he is to her. And in the third part, everything is finally fine with them. But the inner fear of her past and the desire to protect Auradon make her close the barrier. Mal couldn’t even imagine that Audrey would want revenge. But after all the battles and heart-to-heart talks, she manages to find the right way out. Finally, a happy ending.

#disney #disney descendants #descendants #disney movies #mal bertha #descendants mal #descendants ben #ben florian #ben x mal #bal #analysis #descendants 2 #descendants 3

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smolkiwi98 · 1 year ago

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Daddy Billy or Eddie, you choose whoever you feel fits it better, is busy and places his little gf's food for her but he is working instead of eating and oh how the tables have turned because she aks if he's not going to eat and tells him how eating is important and at first he doesn't pay much attention as he just tells her not to worry and things like "daddy is busy, baby", not even realizing she has been saying the things he usually tells her. She finally gets his attention when he feels his butt being smacked and looks at her just to find his gf with arms crossed and a pout and she tries to sound serious as she repeats a sentence he has already told her a thousand times, something like "it's time to eat, you can play later, no skipping meals in this house"

Its currently 5:45am and I haven't slept...ugh. I hope you enjoy!

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WARNING! mentions of littlespace, Billy is called Daddy, not proofread, um...I think that's it!

Daddy needs to eat too!

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All day you've been in your littlespace. It was your day off and you could finally relax and unwind, so what a perfect time to slip into littlespace. The plus side of it all was your Daddy had the day off as well and that made going into headspace a lot more easier. The only issue you were having was he wouldn't stop working on paperwork. It was his day off! Why would he want to work?

You were in the living room sitting on the floor watching some random cartoon that Billy had put on for you and then disappeared into the small office. He claimed there was a lot of backed up paperwork that needed to be done for the auto shop he worked at. He said something about how Eddie Munson wouldn't be able to finish it, so their boss gave it all to Billy.

You've been alone now for about an hour and you were starting to get hungry. You looked over at the time and saw that it was almost two thirty. You rolled on your back and softly groaned "Daddy!" You called out, no answer. You sat up and tilted your head back "Daddyyyy!!" You whined, still no answer. Your stomach grumbled, so you got up and walked into his office. Opening the door you walked in up behind him "Daddy." You said. Billy hummed in response, at least you got a reaction from him "I called you." You said in a small voice. Billy set his pen down and turned his chair around while rubbing his face "I'm sorry, Doll." He said in a tired voice "What does my Princess need?" He asked with a sweet smile. Seeing his smile made your heart flutter "M'hungry." You said while rocking back and forth on your feet, "Well, what Princess wants, Princess will get." He says while getting up.

After finally getting Billy out of the little office, you kept him busy in the kitchen since you haven't been able to see him for hours. You say happily on the counter as you watch him maneuver around the kitchen. You didn't want to eat too much since you still had to have dinner, but that Mac n cheese was calling your name. As Billy set your bowl on the counter and had you sit on the bar stool you looked up at him "Thank you, Daddy!" You said happily. He smiled at you and kissed your head "You're welcome." He was about to turn away, but before he could you stopped him "Daddy, you need to eat too." You mumbled. He knew you were right, but he had so much work "I know, Doll. Let me finish this one page and I'll come out and eat with you."

That was 40 minutes ago. There is no way one page takes 40 minutes. By this time your bowl was empty and put in the sink. You marched over to the small office and opened the door "Daddy you have to eat." You said in a stern voice, "It's very important for you to get your food!" You repeated the words he had said to you at one point. Billy was a little shocked at this and stood up from his seat and walked over to you "Doll, I know." He said while gently grabbing your face and rubbing your cheek with his thumb "I'll come out and eat in a second." He said while turning around to walk back to his chair, but before you could you gave him a little spank on his bottom "No, you're going to eat right now." You said in a more stern and slightly louder voice. Now this really shocked Billy.

Billy slowly turned around and looked down at you with wide eyes, "Did you just spank me?" He questioned. He didn't sound mad, just stunned. You hesitated for a second "I-I…yes. Yes I did." Billy just stood there and let out a small chuckle. Why is he chuckling? You were expecting him to be at least a little upset. Billy bent down a little and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder and started to walk out the room. You started to giggle and kick your feet, "Let's go make some food for Daddy." He said while giving your bottom a little tap.

#billy hargrove fluff #billy hargrove smut #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove #billy x reader #imagine #oneshot #fanfic #eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie munson imagine #steve x reader #eddie x reader #steve harrington imagine #requests open

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panthera-tigris-venenata · 10 months ago

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I've got a lovely idea for a story ❤️ and too little time ❤️

Anyway.

This is gonna be all over the place but.

For context this is inspired by a scene from Hazbin Hotel when the angels learn about what's heaven doing to hell and yeah. MC (princess of hell) "...You didn't know?" To which the younger seraphim turns to the older one and in absolutely heartbroken voice asks her "Please tell me you didn't know"

That's about it tbh

Now imagine this scene for AKs learning that there are, in fact, VKs on the Isle.

How they learn that?

Well funny story.

The Facilier sisters casually pop off from the Isle via Shadows and go: „Do you have any - stop screaming it's just me - Do you have any fire extinguisher? Father run out and someone's trying to set the school on fire again. We think it's Frollo.“

„WHO ARE YOU AND HOW DID YOU GET THERE?!“

(entirely justified reaction if you ask me)

Later, when FG learns of the Facilier girls casually popping off the Isle her reaction is largely „Oh goodness me, I thought I fixed that bug fifteen years ago.“

That's about the time Dr F decided to fund a school cos the other Villains didn't wanna deal with their brats and would owe him for babysitting them. He also came to the conclusion that several Villains would off him if he didn't provide Quality Education, very painfully. So jumpscaring FG for decent textbooks it was.

Anyway.

I was thinking that the Facilier sisters jumpscared Jane; she could call for Ben. (Audrey could also come on scene)

The AKs were like, VKs?? Do you think you could like. Give us some proof??

Yeah sure they can do that.

They told the de Vil cousins to get a camera and go wild.

CJ stole the camera at one point. You can tell exactly when cos that's when the tape became a running commentary of her siblings love lives.

The death threats she recieves upon being discovered are not by far the most concerning part of the video.

Oh and since Diego is canonically a singer of Rotten Apples or whatever it's partially a music video too. He's having fun.

The Tremaines are not having fun. He and Ivy broke to the salon after hours to get a cool background probably.

Last scene I can kinda imagine is a sweet & deeply concerning encounter of Diego's with Ginny.

(he tells Ivy to stop filming. She doesn't.)

Oh yeah Freddie sings too doesn't she? Music video it is. The lyrics are also deeply disturbing to Auradon audience.

However the most disturbing part would probably be when Ivy was left with the camera unsupervised ngl

Anyway I'm struggling to come up with a format for this cos this kinda doesn't fit the third person limited POV I'm usually writing in.

Like it could but the narrator would be Jane

And she's just too sweet for this.

Plus she wouldn't recognise the VKs so I couldn't use their names.

And I don't wanna write emotional turmoil. I mean I do wanna but I want to write the chaos more so it'd need to be switched up somewhere?

#disney descendants

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tdoong15 · 2 months ago

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i really love your stories they are so cuteee can you do one of autistic!momo and cg!sana pleasee and she has a little raccoon stuffie thank youuu💖💖

Hiiii thank you so much of course I will do that (≧∇≦)/

Littlend!Momo. Cg!Sana

Warnings: none

Momo + Barbie

The day started out like any other, except for the fact that Sana wasn't woken up by the sound of her alarm clock, instead it was by an upset Momo who was clearly desperate for the other girl. “Mama! ‘ake up, Bawbie is gone!” Momo repeatedly shakes Sana, her missing toy wasn't actually a Barbie doll she was genuinely referring to her favorite raccoon plushie which she dubbed Barbie.

Initially, Sana was planning on staying asleep since she was incredibly tired but when she heard what was missing she quickly shot up and got out of her bed. “Do you know where you last put him, Momoring?” Sana asks as she holds Momo's hand while walking to the little's room. “Nuh uh, mama.” Momo shakes her head for further emphasis.

When the duo reached Momo's room, Sana opened the door and she immediately went on the hunt for the raccoon plushie because she knew how much it meant to Momo. Sana was rummaging through anything and everything she could as she was determined to find Barbie. Momo watched on from the sidelines, the girl started to get increasingly more and more nervous and panicked to the point that she was nervously stimming by picking at her hands.

“I FOUND BARBIE!” Sana declares as she raises the raccoon plushie high up in the air, her hair was a complete mess but she didn't care, what mattered to Sana was Momo's expression changing into one of relief and joy. “Barbie!! Mama you're da best!” Momo says as she hugs the plushie and Sana since she was very grateful of the fact her comfort toy was found.

Sana smiles widely as she returns the tight hug, she knew that Momo enjoyed pressure so she hugged the little with a lot of pressure but not so she was squashing Momo. “You're welcome, Momoring. Now that we've found Barbie, how about we go play together?” Sana suggests which earned her an eager nod coming from Momo before she ran towards the living room.

The caregiver tried her best to catch up but it was a bit difficult when she had to deal with Momo basically becoming The Flash. “I never knew you could move that quick, Momoring.” Sana says through breaths when she actually caught up to Momo. “Mama is so slow!” Momo laughs loudly as she sits on the floor. Sana couldn't help but laugh too, she felt like Momo's laugh was contagious and she couldn't stop herself from laughing as soon as she heard it.

Once they finished laughing, Sana sits down on the floor in front of Momo and they start a game of princesses and knights, which includes Momo and Barbie being the princesses and Sana being the knight in shining armor that saves them both from imaginary dragons that guard the tower. The dragons in question were actually Momo's dogs, Boo and Dobby, and the castle was simply the couch.

“Mama dats cheating!” Momo yells as she sees Sana distract the dragons by giving them treats. “Hmm? I think that I'm only using my initiative.” Sana responds with a giggle which only got her an unamused look from Momo. “Nuh uh, you gotta do it again.” Momo shakes her head as Boo and Dobby head back over to the duo.

After many attempts and Momo making up random rules, Sana was able to rescue Princess Momo from the evil (lazy) dragons. “What do you want-” Sana was going to finish her sentence before she got interrupted by her little girl. “ ‘m hungwry mama!” Momo responds in a loud tone while she starts to pick at Sana’s shirt with one hand while the other hand was holding Barbie and petting her dogs.

“Okay, how about we cook together?” Sana suggests which earned a nod to come from Momo. With that in mind, Sana picks up the little and she goes to the kitchen. “I wanna have pasta, mama” Momo requests as she is placed on the floor. Sana paused so she could think about what she would do, in the end she decided to make a simple spaghetti bolognese since it was something that she made with Momo a lot.

What was meant to be Sana attempting to cook by herself, turned out to be Momo helping by giving directions, she occasionally helped out with the actual making of her lunch such as preparing the pasta or mixing the sauce until it was sorted out. From time to time Sana would hear that she's not doing something correctly but she would quickly change her style for the one that Momo approved of.

After everything was made, Sana knew how to plate up the food perfectly since it was one of the things she knew what to do the best in the kitchen. “Does this look good, Momoring?” Sana asks while she presents the food to Momo, who smiles widely and nods her head quickly.

“Come on, we've gotta go eat now, Barbie.” Momo tells her raccoon plushie as she happily hops over to the table so she could eat with her plushie and mama. Sana has a small and soft smile on her face as she carefully carries the plates over to the table, trying her best in not tripping on anything. Thankfully it worked and she was able to enjoy a good meal with her little girl, who she sometimes helped with because she wanted her mouth to stay at least moderately clean.

Helloooo I'm sorry for not posting but recently I've been having major writers block and I've just not been able to think of anything. Work also get in my way and now I'm also back at college now, so I don't actually know what will happen I'll probably be able to write things though, so that's good. Anyway I hope you all enjoyed and you have a great day/evening/night

#twice #sfw agere #sfw caregiver #twice agere #little!momo #autistic!momo #cg!sana

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kanzakurawrites · 1 year ago

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Descendant's Character List Part One: AK's

I have been asked to make a list of characters who appear in my fics, both book canon and ocs, so... I apologize for how long this is going to be. (The only characters excluded on this list are those who appear in the movies).

This is everyone born before the first Descendants movie. I may add on to this list as time goes on and more characters are created. All ages are the ages at the time of D1. I headcanon that the first movie takes place in March-April of 2015, or A.C. 20

Alice:

"Ally" Allison (Canon) - First seen in Wicked World. I made "Ally" be a nickname. Longs to be a detective, and works at her mother's tea shop. 15

Aladdin & Jasmine:

Prince Aziz (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. 17

Prince Amir (Canon?) - His name is said during the Tourney Game in the first movie, spelled Amir according to subtitles. His jersey says Emir, but I went with the "A" spelling and made him Aladdin and Jasmine's son. 15

Princess Jamila (OC) - The baby of the family. 12

Anastasia and Dimitri:

Princess Alina (OC) - 18

Prince Damien (OC) - 14

Princess Dasha (OC) - 13

Anna & Kristoff:

Prince Aleksander (OC) - Heir to Arendalle. His friend group consists of Pierre, Emery, Ruby and Erica. 18

Prince Aksel (OC) - Best friends with Elsie and Ben, good friends with Reiner. 16

Prince Asmund (OC) - 13

Princess Kari (OC) - Best friends with Eira. 9

Princess Klara (OC) - The youngest of the family, and friends with Clementine Charming. 7

Ariel & Eric:

Princess Melody (Canon) - First appeared in The Little Mermaid 2. She's quite a bit older than her little sisters, and is married with kids of her own (all ocs who won't really appear much). The only reason she hasn't taken over her parents kingdom was at King Beast's request to wait until Ben became High King. 32

Princess Abi (OC) - She is older than Ebba by only 6 minutes, but unlike her sister she doesn't have as strong of a call to the sea. With that said, she is still a mermaid. 16

Princess Ebba (OC) - Ebba loves the sea and everything to do with it. 16

Princess Elle (Canon-ish) I believe she was confirmed by Kenny Ortega. She was born without the use of her legs, but thanks to her grandfather, is able to transform into a mermaid. 14

Aurora and Phillip:

Prince Pierre (OC) - Audrey's older brother and heir to Aurora and Phillip's kingdom. He is dating Ruby Fitzherbert. 20

"Cinderella" Ella and Kit:

Princess Karine (OC) - Chad's younger sister. She's best friends with Reiner. 14

Prince Emil (OC) - He has not yet started at Auradon Prep. 11

Princess Clementine (OC) - 6

Elsa:

Erica (OC) - Inherited her mother's powers, but grew up in the Arendalle castle with her cousins at King Beast's "request". 19

Eira (OC) - Best friends with her cousin Kari. Unlike her sister, Eira got to be raised in Northuldra. She has powers similar to Elsa's. 10

Esmerelda & Phoebus:

Zephyr (Canon) - First seen in Hunchback of Notre Dame 2. Best friends with Li Shang Jr. 19 as of D1

Genie & Dalia (From the live action Aladdin)

Lian (Canon) - Seen in the live action Aladdin movie. 22

Omar (Canon) - Seen in the live action Aladdin movie. 21

Jordan (Canon) First seen in Wicked World. 15

Hercules and Megara:

"Herkie" Hyllus (Canon) - Mentioned in the books. I made "Herkie" a nickname while naming him after on of mythology-Hercules son's. 16 as of D1

Makaria (Kinda Oc) - Named after one of mythology-Hercules daughters. 15 as of D1

Merida & Feradach (Bravely book):

Marette (OC) - The eldest of Merida's triplets. Marette is a dreamer, and loves to be out in the highlands. 15

Moira (OC) - 1 hour younger than Marette, and 30 minutes older than Maisie. Moira is a warrior, she's trained to be one. 15

Maisie (OC) - The youngest of the girls and the most "lady-like". 15

Mulan & Shang:

Li Shang Jr (Canon) - Mentioned in Rise of the Isle of the Lost. 19.

Rapunzel and Eugene:

(I accidentally put Elsie and Reiner as 14. They are not. They are 15 in D1)

Prince Emery (OC) - Heir to Corona. 19

Princess Ruby (Wicked World) - She's in her last year of school and dating Pierre. 18

Prince Reiner (OC) - The heir to the Dark Kingdom. He's Elsie's fraternal twin, and his best friend is Karine Charming. He's also good friends with Aksel and Ben, partially due to his sister's friendship with them. 15

Princess Elsie (OC) - Reiner's fraternal twin sister. She's a lot more bubbly than her twin brother, and is best friends with Aksel and Ben. 15

Princess Edeline (OC) - She's not quite as friendly as her siblings, and is focused on ballet. 14

Princess Rosalind (OC) - She was a surprise baby and has her older siblings all wrapped around her finger. Along with most of Corona as well. 5

Robin Hood & Maid Marian:

Rowan Hood (OC) - 18 as of D1.

Bobby Hood (Canon) - 17. Mentioned in the books.

Mason Hood (OC) - 16 as of D1

Roger and Anita Radcliffe:

Rebecca (OC) - 15 as of D1

Andrew (OC) - 13 as of D1

Snow White & Florian:

Princess Sandra (OC) - 14

Princess Sascha (OC) - 8

Tiana & Naveen:

Princess Teresa (OC) - 17

Prince Tyrone (Canonish?) - His name is on a Tourney jersey, I just gave him parents and a personality. 16

Princess Naomi (OC) - She's best friends with Carolina, her Aunt Charlotte's daughter. 14

The Madrigals (Yes, I'm putting them all together):

Dominique (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's oldest. 8

Felix (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's son, named after his grandpa. Nicknamed Fe. 6

Ines (OC) - Isabella's oldest. 6

Emmanuel (OC) - Luisa's oldest. 6

Soraya (OC) - Isabella's youngest. 4

Catalina (OC) - Camilo's daughter. 4

Mercedes (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's daughter. 3

Lorenzo (OC) - Luisa's son. 2

Natalia (OC) - Camilo's daughter. 1

Others:

Koa (OC) - The son of Kida and Milo, and heir to Atlantis. 21

Derek (Canon) - First mentioned in Escape from the Isle of the Lost. Dopey's son, Doug's older brother. 18

Tiger Peony (Canon) - First mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. 17

Brendan (Canonish) - He's on the Tourney team, I just gave him parents. Son of Big Nose and Assunta (Tangled: The Series). 17

Colton (OC) - Charlotte la Bouff's son. 17.

Carolina (OC) - Charlotte's daughter. Best friends with Naomi. 14

Arabella (Canon) - Seen in Rise of the Isle of the Lost, Arabella is one of Ariel's nieces. 14

Lorne (OC) - The daughter of Leezie, a character from the book Bravely. 14

Callum (OC) - The son of Leezie, and younger brother to Lorne. 12

Graham (OC) - Leezie's youngest child. 7

Pin (Canon) - Mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Son of Pinocchio. 13

Maia (OC) - The daughter of Kida and Milo. She wasn't happy about being sent to Auradon Prep. 12

Artie (Canon) - Mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Son of Arthur. 11

Marin (OC) - Daughter of Melody, Ariel and Eric's oldest grandchild. 9

Malik (OC) - Son of Melody. 7

Mahalia (OC) - Daughter of Moana. 8

Finlay (OC) - Son of Hamish, one of Merida's brothers. 3

Murdoch (OC) - Son of Hubert, one of Merida's brothers. 2

Amelia (OC) - Daughter of Hamish. 2

Ean (OC) - Son of Harris, one of Merida's brothers. 1

I'm sorry if this is confusing! And with how long it is, there's not much to say about all the characters. But feel free to ask me about any of them, or even give suggestions for other Disney characters who might have kids!

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