#time flies when you're relaxing. back to stress

[sirspeep]

it feels unreal to have to go back to class tomorrow, the past few months feel like a quick blur of babysitting, playing bg3 until my eyes burned, going to the gym + the cinema alone and not studying for my driver's license. i was living the dream, baby.

[simporado]

‼️ nsfw, mdni please

self-indulgent baku being down bad for reader ^q^

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Bakugo closes his eyes to bask in the feeling. The feeling of shame? Or the feeling of his hand stroking is cock harder than he did the last time again? He's not really sure.

The thought flies away when he cums, his mind blanks at nothing but your face. His seeds splattering onto his pants and on his naked stomach. He falls down on his back, sweaty and panting. A hand goes over his eyes as he calms his breathing down.

"Fuckin' ridiculous." He huffs to himself, shaking his head as if disappointed in himself or to clear his head. He pushes his bangs out of his sweaty forehead as he gets up from his bed to go shower.

Its already almost a year since you've invaded his thoughts. and It's been about— actually he doesnt know since when he's started jerking off to the thought of you.

The first time he had ever looked at you this way was when that stupid dunce face and fuckass perverted grape tricked you and the girls into wearing that shitty cheering uniform. He thinks he probably wouldnt give a shit about those uniforms, had you not bumped straight into his chest that day along the halls, feeling left behind as all the girls had already gone out wearing those outfits.

You had looked stressed then, he remembers. He surmises its because you were wearing something different, and had none of your classmates with you.

"H-Hey, watch where you're fucking going!" He stammers a little, but makes sure to sound normal.

"A-Ah, sorry." is all you had said to him before hurriedly running out to the field to where the rest of the girls were.

He didnt know it then, but that was when he started noticing you.

It had only been stealing glances at you since then, until you had been partnered with him during no-quirk sparring.

Aizawa had you paired together that day. He huffed before getting into his fighting stance, and you did the same. You were in a ponytail, and seeing your hair up was already doing things to him, but he had to focus.

He’d lunged in first, and at the first half of your spar, he seemed to have the upper hand. Then, you started to finally hit back and dodge his advances. He noticed immediately that you were studying how he fights. And he sports a somewhat crazed smile at the realization.

Infuriated and probably turned on, he fought harder, and so did you. But alas, he still ended up winning. He had you immobilized on your stomach on the ground. His hand pinning your arms a bit painfully on your back while he straddles the back of your thighs. Your is face squished against the mat floor of the gym. You grit your teeth in pain caused by Bakugo restraining you, but its also mostly in annoyance.

"You lost, shitty nerd—" he manages to say before hearing the whistle. His hold relaxes a bit, but you struggle and kick his rear, he stumbles forward a bit. He puts his hand in front of him beside your head to break his fall, but his crotch ends up grazing against your ass.

He freezes for a millisecond then shoots up instantly and left. He lets out an audible 'tch' before immediately walking away trying to look casual, despite his reddening ears.

He sighs as he closes the shower, then steps out to dry himself and get changed.

It was around after dinner time, and he's just about ready to go to bed. He heads down to the dorm kitchen to get himself water for his room. Surpisingly, no one else was down there in the common rooms.

Or so he thought, as he almost jumps when he sees an ass sticking out in front of him on the floor. It seemed like you were trying to reach for something from under the sofa.

"The fuck are you doing?" He asks, voice gruff. He kinda hopes he doesnt sound weird. You pull back to look at him, hair tussled.

" 'Was trying to get my phone." is all you say, your lips pouting a bit.

Bakugo's eye twitches. And his cock. Your eyes flicker down for a second.

"Fuckin' move over," He says before bending down to get your phone for you.

“Ah, but you don’t have t—“ but you r protests were futile already as Bakugo lifts the couch, making sure to show off his strength and biceps (thank god he wore a sleeveless shirt tonight) your way in feigned nonchalance, and grabs your phone with the other. This doesn’t go unnoticed by you, of course.

He was about to hand you your phone, but stops in his tracks when he looks down and sees what was on your phone screen.

It's a picture of him shirtless. A bit dirty and sweaty, probably during one of his hero work.

You move immediately to snatch your phone but Bakugo's reflexes are too quick. He raises an eyebrow at you. "You took this?" he asks, smirking.

"Izuku did." you shake your head, correcting him. You cross your arms and tilt your chin downwards to glare up at him. His eyebrows only shoot up higher at the information.

"This what made you drop your phone and got your ass out trying to get it back?" He asks, the smirk on his lips growing into a grin.

You glare at him, cheeks burning. You jerk your chin towards him. "You cant say shit about me when you've got a hard on. 'That because of my ass?" You ask, eyes glaring at him but he can see mischief and lust in them.

A groan rumbles deep in his chest before stepping close to you. "So what if it is?" he growls mostly out of struggling to keep his cool. He sees you slowly smile up at him at his answer, and you’ve never looked even more gorgeous. His heart thunders aggressively against his ribcage.

"I'll meet you at your room to help you with that." is all you say then turn to head to the elevator, not before snatching your phone in his hand.

He lets out a breath he didnt know he was holding. Snapping out of his stupor, he moves quickly to get his water bottle filled before sprinting to his room like a horny lovesick fool. God, you really will be the end of him.

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a/n

proofread it a bit, but probably still scuffed. i didnt bother at first because i thought i didnt like this piece enough. i see yall want a part 2… lmao i shall try. pray that my ovulation takes over me 🙏

[sofiawritesstuff]

Plantoinc

part 5

summary: When Lando's "playboy" image is setting a bad reputation for him. He turns to the person he trusts most in this world.

paring: landonorris x bestfriend!reader

warnings: suggestive, not smut

part 4

You stared at the ceiling, the tears from earlier had dried on your face, you felt like it was your fault if you had told Lando all the chance you had then you wouldn't feel shit like you do now.

Since you had gotten home with Lando you had remained in your room, ignoring any calls and text messages you received over the hours of laying there.

The only text you did look at was on from Zak, tell you that both you and Lando did a good job today and to continue what you were doing.

Only you wished that it wasn't only temporary, you wished you could come home with Lando every night, fall asleep with him, wake up with him and kiss him whenever you wanted. WIth and without the camera's being there.

"Hey princess, guess what" the door flies open, he stands there staring at you with concern "Have you been crying?" he asks coming closer, sitting by your feet on the bed

"I'm okay, it's nothing" you shake your head, putting on a smile "Now tell me, what were you going to tell me?"

"You're not okay, why have you been crying"

"I watch a sad movie" you lie "Now tell me" you groan shaking his hand "Well first of, no more watching movies without me and Max is currently on his way from the airport with Pietra, he's going to stay for a few days"

"Oh that's good"

"So you're bunked up with me for a few days"

"I'll clear out my closet for them"

You gather the clothes that's in the closet and with Lando's help, you put them in the space he created for you in his, you watched as he hung each piece up carefully

"There we go, is that everything?"

“Yeah” you nod

How were you supposed to do this, how was you supposed to share a bed with Lando for days. He sat next to you on the bed. Turning the TV on for a movie.

“We’ve watched that one a million times”

“When have we not watched a movie that we’ve watched several times?” he wraps and arm around your shoulder pulling you into him, grabbing your leg and placing it over his

“Fine put it on” you can’t help but find yourself relaxed with him, as much as you want to ask what on earth he was doing and why was he doing it.

Every part of you didn’t want to ruin the moment.

Throughout the movie, Lando watches you laugh at your favourite parts. Loving your smile and the way you laugh and how contagious it was.

You can hear his heart pounding his chest and the way breathing quickens all of a sudden, when you look up at him he’s staring at you

“What wrong?” you ask him sitting up “Nothing”

“Lan, I can feel your heart pounding against you chest. Are you stressed? Did something happen? Are you nervous about-“

He quiets you by kissing you, pulling you over his lap and he pulls you in closer

“I never want to do that for cameras again” he says pulling away “Neither do I” you admit kissing him again

The kiss begins to grow more heated, Lando taking off both yours and his shirts in between kisses, he kisses your neck before moving back up to your lips. Just as he flips you over, you hear the front door open.

“Hey guys!” Max’s voice echoes around the apartment. You and Lando freeze looking at each other, he begins to laugh and Max’s footsteps get closer to his room

“It’s not funny! Hurry” you smile trying to hold back a laugh. You grab Lando’s shirt from the floor pulling it over you, you climb off him and go through to see Max

“Hi Fewtrell” you smile giving him and Pietra a hug “You smell like Lando” Max says confused “I borrowed his shirt, I spilled coffee on mine”

Pietra looks at you, you can tell by the look on her face she doesn’t believe you, Max however wasn’t any wiser

“Alright mate” Lando appears from his room, still shirtless giving him a hug “What have you guys been up to?” Pietra asks “We were watching a movie” Lando answers looking at you

“Let me take your bags through” Lando says, taking the suitcase from Pietra “Thanks Lando, Max why don’t you help him?”

“Im sure he can manage two cases”

“Max”

“Okay” he puts his hands up in defence, following Lando to the room. Pietra turns to face you "You lips are swollen, did something happen between you?"

"This literally just happened so it has to stay between us" you whisper dragging her over to the sofa "Basically, Lando and I have been told we are in a PR relationship, I will explain that story later, earlier he kissed me for the camera but before you guys came in he kissed me and we kinda you know"

“Well it’s been a long time coming, have you finally admitted how you feel about him?”

“I mean yeah, just not to him” you shrug “Well you know how he feels about you now so now you can tell him!” she squeals excitedly

“What are you two squealing about?” Max asks walking back into the room “Just about how you might be getting me a dog” Pietra lies, using the lie to her advantage

“What did she tell you?” Max asks rushing over to the sofa “Just how you said you were getting her a dog”

“No, no, no. P. I said that as a joke!”

“Are you really going to say no to a puppy Max?” You smirk turning around to him “No, don’t you start. That works with Lando not me” he points at Lando “Who would look after a puppy while we’re both away?” he asks turning his attention back to his girlfriend

“We could!” you say excitedly “No, no, no. Princess. We couldn’t we’re home less than they are!” Lando argues sitting next to you

“So no dog?” you ask “No!” both boys yell

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The four of you sat around the dining table eating dinner, Lando sticking to his strict diet. It was peaceful and it had been a while since you did something like this.

"How are you feeling about tomorrow Lando?" Pietra asks "I'm feeling okay, hoping for a win" he smiles, taking your hand squeezing it under the table

"So what was this meeting Zak wanted to talk to you about?" Max asks looking at the friends across from him "Well, we're not supposed to tell a lot of people but Zak wants us to fake a relationship for a few months, he said i'm putting a bad image for myself and McLaren"

"So that's why there was a photo of you two kissing in the paddock earlier?" Max nods "Why didn't you ask that earlier?" you ask confused "Well" Max laughs "It wouldn't suprise me if you two got together, it would be something your families have been waiting on anyways"

Lando removed his hand from yours, moving it to you leg "Well my parents have been begging me to get a girl like this for a while, so at least they can get it" he smiles

"Yeah even if it's for a few months" Max says putting the food in his mouth

Silence between them is comfortable, once they all finish dinner they head to bed because of Lando's late night the night before.

"Shit" you whisper "What's wrong?" Lando's ask turning around "I've left my pjs in my room"

"Why are you stressing? Here!" he says going into his drawers pulling out a pair of shorts and t-shirt for you "Thank you" you smile going into his bathroom

"I feel like Adam Sandler" you joke as you step out the bathroom "A cuter Adam Sandler" he cringes at his own joke "That was so bad" you laugh wrapping your arms around him

"Yeah it was" he laugh resting his chin on your head "Let's go to bed" you mumbles against his rest "Yeah let's go" he agrees picking you up and throwing you onto the bed, only it doesn't work out well for him as you hit your head against the wall

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he rushes over to you kissing your head, he feels relived when he hears your left "You are so lucky that I love you" you tell him, cuddling further into him.

part 6

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[iliketangerines]

dilf/milf

a/n: why one when you can have BOTH

pairing: tonowari x afab!metkayina!reader x ronal

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), grinding, kind of dubcon, public sex (you're all in a pool)

you sink further into the heating pools in an effort to distract yourself with the heat and direct your attention away from Ronal and Tonowari lowering themselves into the pools, sandwiching you between the two of them

it’s late at night, eclipse having passed a while ago, and you had thought it would be a good time to take a long relaxing bath to ease away your stress

and then a short while later both the olo’eyktan and tsahik had arrived at the pools

at first, you had gotten up to give them their privacy, but they had insisted on you staying and talking with them

your heart beats rapidly in your ears as you try to keep your gaze averted from them both, trying to ignore how Tonowari’s chest heaves up and down and how Ronal’s thigh brushes against your own

they talk with you in quiet voice, asking about Aonung’s lessons with hunting, how ready he was for his iknimaya, and you answer quietly, staring off at the rocks just outside the heating pools as to not get distracted by their beauty

you nearly whine when Ronal brings her finger underneath your chin and says to look at the both of them when you were talking to them

Tonowari hums in agreement, sinking a little further into the heated waters and letting his hair float in the water

the quiet murmur of conversation eventually calms you down however as you grow used to their sides pressed into you, and you try to relax as best as you can

it’s hard though, when Ronal stares at you with those piercing eyes and Tonowari’s deep voice rumbles through your body and makes you shiver

but you manage, muscles relaxing one by one as you recount and regale them with tales of Aonung in his lessons and how well Tsireya was doing in her lessons on hunting

Tonowari hums and keeps the conversation flowing, and you freeze as you feel his hand rest on top of your thigh, dangerously high on the firm muscle

your voice only slightly wavers at the feeling, and Ronal doesn’t seem to notice how you seem to strain and tense at the feeling of Tonowari’s thick fingers resting on your skin

behind you, the olo’eyktan continues the conversation idly, as if his fingers weren’t brushing up and down your thigh

an ache settles in your stomach, and you clench your hands together underneath the water in an effort to stop your thighs squeezing together to relieve the tension

when Ronal’s hand land on your other thigh, you audibly squeak and flinch, trying to squeeze your thighs together

the both of them look at you questioningly before glancing at each other, and then the two of them look back at you, as if they had a realization

Tonowari speaks first, dipping his head low to your ear, and you shiver as his hot breath fans over your ear and sends a fog into your brain

you can barely comprehend what he’s saying, and you have to dig your nails into your palm to focus on his words rather than how Ronal presses in closer to you

he whispers that it wasn’t a mistake the both of them were here at the same time as you, and that they both have had their sights on you for quite a while, and they have a feeling that you had your sights on them as well

your voice stutters as you try to gather your scattered thoughts, but your words are cut off with a yelp as Tonowari grabs onto your hips and presses your back flush against him

the softness of his stomach presses into the small of your back, and your mind turns into mush as his hands rest on the inside of your thighs and slowly spread them apart

but you don’t protest or move away, just placing your hands over his in surprise as your lips part at the sight of Ronal moving closer to you

her chest presses into yours and her lips are just a breath away from yours, and she asks you something

the question flies right over your head as your brain practically leaks out of your ears, and she sighs and grabs onto your chin with her hand, asking you again if you’d ever had a lover before

you nod dumbly at his question, memories of your flings pushing to the forefront of your mind, and you mumble that you were with a few other clan members when you were younger

it had been clumsy and unsatisfying, your partners not knowing how to pleasure you and you not knowing how to pleasure them either, neither of you having the experience to make the sex worth it

Ronal hums, and she says to let them show you their experience then, moving her hand to your shoulder as she pushes her lips against yours

her mouth is soft, but her teeth are sharp as they bite into your bottom lip

small whines leave your throat as you squirm in Tonowari’s hold, hands flying out of the water to clutch onto Ronal’s waist

however, the olo’eyktan simply moves his one of his hands to your neck, gently applying pressure to keep you still in his hold

your mind spins as Ronal presses her entire body flush against yours, your legs wrapping around her wide hips, and her pelvis grinds into your clit

it makes you choke on your own tongue, and your hips buck into her involuntarily as you search for her touch and the pleasure that was all-consuming

Tonowari hums and grinds into you, his cock hardening in between your ass cheeks, and you groan, tail uselessly twitching at the pleasure

with the both of them surrounding you, drowning you in their scent and in their warmth, it’s the most pleasurable sort of torture fo your clit grinding against her pelvis

Ronal’s mouth never stop moving against your lips, and Tonowari lazily grinds against your

your hands uselessly grope at Ronal’s waist, kneading at the soft skin, and she finally pulls away from your lips, purring at the sight of your eyes glazed over your lips swollen from her kisses

she uses her hand to tilt your head side to side, almost like she was inspecting you like any other herb, and you whine for her touch

her thumb pushes into your mouth, and you gladly suck on it, moaning around her finger and panting, hits trying to jut forward again to grind on her

Ronal only laughs at your pathetic attempts at finding pleasure, and Tonowari’s deep rumble echoes in your body as you pant and squirm in his grip

his hand around your neck only tightens, reminding you of your position, and you close your eyes and whine out a please, begging for anything

the tsahik raises a brow at you and then glances at Tonowari, and then she nods at him

Tonowari slowly lets go of you, letting you regain your balance in the water, and you hold onto Ronal’s shoulders for balance as he pulls himself onto the ledge of the heating pools

and then he’s lifting you into his lap, hooking your legs over his, and you sway in his grip, letting him move you however he wants

Ronal smiles up at you as she lowers herself to be eye level with your drooling cunt, and she asks if you’re ready to learn from them

you let out a small confused sound that quickly turns to a moan as her tongue lays flat against your clit and laps at it

the night drags on as they teach you what they’ve learned, and you’re sure to have many more lessons to come

[diazsdimples]

hi! if you're still doing them from the make 'em swoon prompts: pulling them on their lap + bucktommy pleasee <3

Hey! I sure am! Enjoy!

Tommy was early. Tommy was early for their date and Buck was stressing.

They'd organised for Tommy to come over at 6pm, and Buck was going to stun him with his culinary prowess and cook them dinner, after they'd snacked on some of the chips and beer Buck had fished out of his pantry.

Buck had been prepping for dinner all afternoon, getting the chicken marinading nice and early and chopping the vegetables so all he'd have to do was throw them in the pan and sauté them while Tommy waited. He'd been so busy doing that that he'd completely lost track of time, and now it's 5:55pm, he's not put any of the snacks out and Tommy is fucking early.

"Hey," Buck greets Tommy as he pulls the door open, sounding extremely flustered.

"Hey yourself," Tommy says, slipping in through the door. He snakes an arm around Buck's waist and pulls him close, pressing a soft but sweet kiss to his lips. "How are you doing?"

"Better, now," Buck says, letting out a breathy sigh as he lets himself melt into Tommy's embrace. "You're early."

"Yeah," Tommy shrugs, a small, almost apologetic smile on his lips. "I got excited. Can I help with anything?"

"No, no, I got it. Go sit down," Buck says with a wave of his hand, directing Tommy to the couch he'd finally picked out a few weeks back. "Make yourself at home."

Tommy gives him a little salute before turning and walking off, and Buck lets himself admire his ass for a moment, biting his lip before he shakes his head and turns his attention back to the kitchen.

Buck flies around like a man on fire as he rushes to get the chips, dip, and beer onto the coffee table. Tommy watches him with a half amused smile playing across his lips as Buck trips over his feet and knocks over a cup. He's dimly aware of Tommy asking questions or making conversation as he hurries around, but he doesn't really reply, too focused on getting everything perfect and the way it should have been before Tommy arrived.

Buck has just placed down two bottles of beer on the coffee table and is about to rush off to grab napkins when Tommy stops him with an arm around his waist, and pulls Buck into his lap.

Buck sits down heavily, letting out a small squeak of surprise, and squirms to get out of Tommy's grasp.

"Hey, Evan, slow down a second," Tommy laughs good-naturedly as he rubs soothing circles into Buck's arm.

"But I-" Buck begins, gesturing helplessly towards the kitchen, where their dinner lays, waiting to be cooked. "I've gotta make dinner!"

"Dinner can wait," Tommy replies, tightening his grip around Buck's waist. He nuzzles at Buck's jaw, pressing a light kiss right the hinge. "Been wanting to hold you all day."

Buck lets out a breathy sigh, tilting his head slightly, and his eyes flutter closed.

"Really?" He murmurs, allowing himself to relax and cuddle further into Tommy's arms.

"Yeah," Tommy smiles, placing another kiss to the underside of Buck's jaw. He slides a hand up Buck's chest, cupping his cheek and pulling him closer until their lips are barely brushing. "Missed you, baby."

Buck's lips twitch up into a smile as his eyes slowly flicker open. He reaches a hand up to tangle in the hair at the nape of Tommy's neck, and pulls him in for a searing kiss.

The angle is a little awkward, with Buck having to lean down and twist his torso, but neither of them seem to care, both content to let themselves melt into the kiss. Tommy's hands roam along the planes of Buck's back, scratching with his blunt nails, and Buck's fingers shivers as the sensation sends zings of electricity down his spine and straight to his slowly-hardening cock.

When they pull away, they're both breathless, panting lightly into each other's mouths. Buck leans his forehead against Tommy's, letting his eyes drift shut and his breathing even out.

"I missed you, too," He murmurs, running his hand through the hairs at the back of Tommy's neck. "You sure you're not hungry right now?"

"Oh I'm hungry alright," Tommy replies, his voice deep and husky, and he reels Buck back in for another bruising kiss, their teeth clicking and lips moving in tandem as they each fight for dominance.

Yeah, Buck thinks they probably won't be eating for a while.

Make 'em swoon prompts!!

Tagging some Bucktommy friends (I think?)

@theotherbuckley @bidisasterevankinard @hippolotamus @watchyourbuck @loveyouanyway

@wikiangela @jesuisici33 @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @neverevan (lmk if Bucktommy isn't actually something you vibe with and I shall not tag)

[mochinomnoms]

so there's been at least two times with a camp vargas in twst... imagine having mated and everything with the twins/one of the twins and then there's a camp to get to. don't know if you've played it but if not, feel free to delete the ask!

anyway so it's canon yuu gets scared easily (in twst at least, new world and new people) right? so what if the twins and yuu are at the camp at the same time and the "monster" appears? protective twins mode guard eels on 🫡 imagine the shenanigans LOL

It will highly depend on the timeline and which twins you are with, or if you're with both.

The sports club Camp Vargas takes place first, so assuming that you're mates with Floyd (and/or Jade) at this point, he's trying his best to get you to stick around the Basketball Club to show off how cool he is. it gets to the point that Vargas actually has to threaten to take away points from the club to get the others to shoo you away from a pouting Floyd. Afterwards, he's decided that it's no longer fun without his mate around, and kinda mopes around after catching the fish for food. So when the “monster” first appears near your camping spot, he's shifted into “moray protect shrimp” mode! It's cute, how he shifts from his more casual mannerisms and mood with the others and turns into a softer, more concerned person with you. Even the others take note of the behavior change. And when you get taken with the rest of the students later in the night, it's a rapid mood shift to an anxious, but angry Floyd. It takes Sebek, Jack, and Ruggie to hold him back from running off into the woods by himself to find you. Just you, though, he doesn't care about the other guppies. At the conclusion of the night, after the reveal, Floyd is clinging to you like a koala to a tree. He has half a mind to throw a rock at Vargas's big head, but doesn't feel like going to detention the next day.

On the other hand, with Jade it's a bit nicer. Of your you weren't allowed to tell Jade or any of the other Art/Science Club students about the “monster,” but even Floyd was happy to send Jade off to experience the same stress he had his night. Jade doesn't try to monopolize your time, at least not in a way that's obvious. He is however, coaxing you to come by with a promise of a pretty flower he found, or his catfish with he expertly seasoned and seared. It does work, and it flies under Vargas's nose. It starts to go a bit downhill when Vargas does his monster bit again, as you and Grim aren't the worse actors, but Jade is very perceptive. He's not concerned when the students first started going missing, as you and Grim seem to be rather relaxed about the whole ordeal. But when the second “creature” comes around and actually snatches you from his grasp, your terrified screams echoing in his head, Jade is desperate to get you back. This time it's Azul trying his best to calm a frantic Jade, Trey and Vil watching on in surprise as the usually calmer twin looks close to both murder and tears. Like the last time, the night ends with you wrapped in your eel's arms, Jade checking you over for any marks or bruises. Later, he returns to the dorm to strangle his brother. Tenfold if you're mated with both, as he's furious that Floyd didn't warn him about the “monsters” and your faux kidnapping. Please stop them before they wreck the dining room again.

[skywalker1dream]

Title: honey badger jr

Note: I wrote this to apologize to everyone for the delay and for the short Max fic... :)

Summary:....honey badger jr?

Warning: Fluff, cute, there Is nothing really.

part two

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Daniel Ricciardo couldn't remember a time when he'd been more excited and more terrified simultaneously. He paced back and forth in the living room of your cozy apartment, occasionally glancing at you with wide, anxious eyes. You sat on the couch, gently rubbing your swollen belly and smiling at his antics. Your due date was only a few weeks away, and Daniel was in full-blown panic mode.

"Are you sure you're comfortable, love?" he asked for the fifth time in the last hour, rushing over to fluff the pillows behind your back. "Do you need more water? Maybe some snacks? How about a foot massage?"

You giggled, reaching out to grab his hand. "Danny, I'm fine. Really. You need to relax."

"Relax? How can I relax when our little honey badger Jr could come any day now?" His voice was a mix of excitement and worry, and you could see the love in his eyes despite the stress.

You pulled him down to sit beside you, your hand gently cupping his cheek. "Daniel, you're going to be an amazing dad. Everything is going to be okay."

He leaned into your touch, his eyes closing for a moment as he let your words sink in. "I just... I want everything to be perfect for you and the baby. What if I mess something up?"

You chuckled softly, your thumb tracing the familiar curve of his jaw. "You won't mess anything up. You're already perfect."

Daniel's face softened, and he placed his hand over yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I just can't believe this is happening. It feels like just yesterday we found out."

You smiled, thinking back to that moment. The shock on Daniel's face, quickly replaced by pure joy, was something you'd never forget. "I know. Time flies, huh?"

"Yeah," he said softly, his eyes drifting down to your belly. "Hey there, little one. We're waiting for you. But, you know, take your time. No rush."

You laughed, the sound filling the room and easing some of Daniel's tension. "I don't think she can hear you, Danny."

"Well, just in case," he said, pressing a gentle kiss to your belly. "Daddy's a bit nervous, but he's going to do his best."

You ran your fingers through his hair, feeling a wave of love for this man who was trying so hard to be everything you needed. "And that's all we can ask for."

Daniel smiled up at you, his eyes sparkling with unshed tears. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Danny," you replied, your heart swelling with emotion. "And we both love our little honey badger jr."

He pulled you into a gentle hug, careful not to squish your belly. "We're going to be a great team, the three of us."

You rested your head on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his embrace. "Yes, we are."

As the two of you sat there, wrapped up in each other, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you and Daniel would face them together. His love and dedication, coupled with your unwavering support, would guide you through this incredible journey of parenthood. And in that moment, with your baby nestled safely between you, everything felt just right.

This is short too but....ehh, I can make pt2 too if you want

[larluce]

Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU

@dsabian , @theroundbartable , @theplatanitosqueal , @stressed-but-chill , a little more of bird Merlin ^^ ❤️

LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART2 , PART 3 (You're here) , PART 4

Morgana: (puting a red neckerchief with Camelot's simbol on Merlin's neck) There you go! Now everybody will know you're the prince's royal pet and no hunter will kill you by accident.

Merlin: (turns from his bird form to his human form) I'm not a pet! (Pouts) But I like it. I always felt my neck empty in my human form. (Plays with the neckerchief happily)

Arthur: How did the neckerchief get bigger? (To Merlin) Did you do that?

Morgana: It was me actually. I put a spell on it so it'll adapt to Merlin's shape and it won't fall off when he flies.

Merlin: Awww. Thank you, Morgana 😊.

Arthur: Wait. You did magic here?! 😨 Morgana that's dangerous!

Morgana: I was careful. Besides, how do you expect me to learn to control my magic if I don't practice?

Merlin: She does have a point (turns around and exclaims happily when he sees a merlin bird landing in the window) Claws! (Changes into his bird form to greet him and flies to land beside him)

Morgana: (confused) Claws?

Arthur: (annoyed) That's the bird's name.

Morgana: I thought birds didn't have names?

Arthur: Merlin put him that name.(exclaims when Claws pecks Merlin's feathers) What is he doing?! 😡

Morgana: He's just cleaning his feathers, relax. There's no need to be jealous.

Arthur: I'm not jealous! And Merlin's feathers are always clean. He's doing this on purpose. He wants to... to mate with him!

Morgana: Right (rolls her eyes). Oh, there’s something in Claws' claws. (Watches as Claws gives Merlin a dead sparrow) Awww he brought Merlin food.

Arthur: See!

Morgana: He's just being nice.

Arthur: (mutters to himself) Merlin prefers larks anyways.

Merlin: (flies to Arthur and changes into his human form and says excited) Claws wants to show me his nest!

Arthur: (fakes surprise) Oh, really? (Looks at Morgana significantly)

Merlin: Yeah, is not far. Can I go?

Arthur: Absolutly n-

Morgana: Of course, Merlin.

Merlin: Yay! 🤗 I'll be back soon. (Changes form and goes flying with Claws through the window)

Arthur: (looks at Morgana with crossed arms) 😑

Morgana: Okay. Maaaaybe he does have other intentions with Merlin. But what is it to you anyways?

Arthur: It's wrong!

Morgana: Because is a male?

Arthur: Because Merlin is not really a bird!

Morgana: But he thinks like one.

Arthur: He shouldn't! What if that bird forces or presses Merlin to mate with him? Merlin's not ready! He told me that himself, but I doubt these animals know anything about consent!

Morgana: Arthur, Merlin is literally one of the most powerful magic creatures that exist. He'll be fine. (Sighs) Why can't you just admit you have feelings for him?

Arthur: (sighs suddenly sad) It's... It's not right.

Morgana: Because he's a man?

Arthur: No! Morgana you said it yourself, he thinks like a bird most of the time. I'd be taking advantage of him. And what kind of relationship can I give him? A life of hide and fear by my side? If he even wants a relationship at all, he doesn't even understand what romantic love is.

Morgana: Well, he did ask you to mate with him.

Arthur: Yeah, how romantic. 😒

Morgana: Mating for birds is not just sex, it's partnership. He may not understand the concept of "romantic love", but that doesn't mean he can't feel it.

Arthur: How are you so sure about that?

Morgana: Let's put it like this. Despite thinking like a bird most of the time, Merlin hasn’t felt attracted or comfortable enough to mate with any of the birds he met. Yet he asked you, a human, if you could mate with him. Not a bird, YOU, because he felt comfortable with YOU and attracted to YOU. Don't you think that means something?

Arthur: (Blushes) He... he trusts me more than them. That's all.

Morgana: Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

[lacontroller1991]

Branded (Rick Flag x GN!Reader)

Main Master List || DC Master List

Requested by @witchygagirl - If you're still doing them can I request

You have a tattoo where your soulmate first touches you for Rick Flag

from this prompt list

Warnings: Heavy gun usage, gun fire, battle, blood, language, battle wounds

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The gunfire rings out around you as sand flies everywhere. If it wasn’t for the light of the continuous gunfire, you definitely wouldn’t be able to see. You shouldn’t even be here. You should be back in Spain, sipping on your sangria on the beach with men waiting for your beck and call. Instead, you’re in the middle of a gunfight on a random ass beach in South America, all because you killed a few people. Ok. Maybe a lot of people. Thus began your time in Belle Reve. 

When Waller had initially come to you with the proposition, you had shunned her away, openly mocking her for ever assuming that you would join her little Task Force. With the more days that passed and the more people you saw leaving, you soon changed your mind, leading you to now. Hands wrapped tightly around your gun as you hide behind a rock, trying to cancel out the screams of your comrades. 

Now you know why it’s called the Suicide Squad.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Your commander yells at you, crashing beside you and catching his breath. “We need your help out there!” 

You look over to him, eyes wide in panic as your lips slightly tremble. “I can’t. My power can’t activate under stress.” 

“You’ve got to be fucking me.” Rick groans from beside you, reloading his gun as he shakes his head in disbelief. When he looks back at you, terrified, he realizes that you’re not joking. “Look at me. Look at me!” He grabs your face with his dirty hands and turns you to him. “This is life and death. Either you fight or you die and I don’t intend on letting any more of my people die. Understand?” You nod your head as he nods his head. “Ok good, on my mark, we’re going to make a run for some better cover. Ready?” He asks, getting into a crouching position as you follow suit, gripping onto your gun like your life depends on it. “Go!” You and him run through the gunfire, firing your own weapons back as you watch men fall to the ground. You feel a rush of pride but it’s short lived when you feel a searing hot pain rip through your leg, causing you to fall to the ground. You try to stand up, but fall short, your leg burning in pain causing you to let out a sharp cry of pain as you look down, the sand underneath your leg getting darker and darker. Just like your vision.

Hearing your cry of pain, Rick’s head whips back until he spots you lying on the sand, clutching your leg. He’s already clear of the gunfire and he could proceed with his mission, but there’s something about you that is preventing him from going forward. “Oh for fuck’s sake.” He grumbles to himself before fixing his gun and running back into the line of fire, making quick work to grab your ankle and drag you towards the bushes. “I hope I’m right about this.”

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You wake up to birds chirping at people talking though you don’t know where you are. You remember being shot, and then dragged through the woods by Rick, but besides that, you have no clue what’s going on. Moving to sit up, a warm hand places itself on your shoulder, not letting your rise any higher than that. “Woah there, just relax, you’re safe.” You turn your head to the voice and see your commander sitting there with a soft smile on his face.

“Colonel Flag? What’s going on? Where are we?” He removes his hand from your shoulder and places it in his lap, but something is off about it. Did he always have that tattoo on his hand?

“We’re safe, that’s all that matters. We’re waiting for an evac off this hell hole,” he murmurs, looking around the makeshift tent as you nod, turning to look into the mirror on the desk across from you, confusion all over your face. 

“What the hell is on my face?” You try to inspect it a little closer, but again, Rick’s hand pushes you back down, a blush on his face. 

“Well, uh, you know how some people get tattoos where their soulmate touches them for the first time,” he comments as you nod your head. Of course you do. Everyone in the world knows that. And only some are lucky enough to have that. “I think we’re soulmates.” 

“I must have a concussion because this can’t be real,” you comment, but he shakes his head, grabbing the mirror and holding up to your face, placing his hand next to the mirror. In the mirror you can see the exact same symbol on your face that’s on his hand. 

“Concussion or not, it’s real.” He comments as the sound of a helicopter echoes in the distance, causing his head to look outside. “That sounds like our ride. We’ll discuss this later, ok?” You nod your head in confirmation as he gives you an awkward pat on the back, not really sure where to go, but at least you guys will have each other.

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General Tag List: @marvelousmermaid @himbovillain-anon @babblydrabbly @fairchildflag @a-reader-and-a-writer

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[chasedbyatlantic]

persimmon, joel miller

masterlist summary: IN WHICH — when you and joel miller are having a relaxing day outside of jackson, you accidentally come across one of his favourite things.

warnings: post outbreak!joel, jackson era!joel, female!era, no use of y/n, relationship-like content from joel and reader, cute bickering and flirting, literally just fluff, mentions of guns/injuries/swearing. lmk if i missed anything!

wordcount: 2.1k

a/n: i am heavily obsessed with the new fruit for flies ep by the army, the navy so i was heavily inspired to write for this. tell me joel wouldnt absolutely love persimmons like ik he would love them. remember to like, comment, reblog, and follow for more!! xoxo

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Days spent outside the walls meant days spent with him. You were not one to complain about company, not now, not ever. You two started your runs a year ago, by a force of sorts. Tommy, one of your best friends, had assigned you the role of "protecting" his brother while outside. Tommy trusted you with his life, the two of you rolled together before you guys found Jackson, so he knew you very well. To ask such a big thing from you, to keep his brother out of trouble, meant a lot to you.

Though, it also brought on a lot of stress. Joel had none of it at the start, he thought it was stupid to have more people around him then needed. At first, you thought it was stupid that Tommy had wanted this, Joel carried himself well and was very smart when it came to surviving outside the walls. Soon enough, you had realized why. Joel was old, as much as he may have not wanted to admit. He couldn't move as fast as he once could, his reflexes weren't instant, he ran a step slower. You, on the other hand, were young and stealthy- you were the sense of freshness in his life.

Joel didn't like you at the start, he made it crystal clear. For weeks, he would barely talk to you, only to bicker or to give you directions. It was after you helped Ellie recover from a flu that almost wiped her out that he started talking to you. It went from zero to one hundred very quick, but as mentioned earlier, you would never complain about it.

Today was the first day the two of you had gone and done your usual route outside of the walls since spring had started. The winter was long and rough, many people caught some sort of sickness and passed in the town the two of you resided in. It was sad, some people you knew, but that's what happens when you're not able to operate with proper medical care. Anyway, after it had rained for about a week straight, the sun was out today. It's warmth made you think about the nice weather to come, and not the rough time everyone had months prior.

Your hands were gripping onto your backpack straps as though your life depended on it. Your eyes were shut the opposite, gentle and carefree. Joel's presence beside you was enough to shut your eyes for just a moment, and not worry about everything around you. In this moment right now, Joel was protecting you when it should be the other way around. "Careful now, cowgirl," He said so casually, "Don't go'n trip on my watch."

You didn't want to open your eyes, you really didn't, the sun didn't want that either. Your eyes opened, though, and you were left blind for a moment due to having to adjust to the brighter area. As you did this, you could feel Joel's hand linger around the small of your back and lead you past some piece of rusted metal that was on your path. You swatted him away after he did this, shooting him a glare. "Don't baby me, Miller."

He could only laugh as his hand moved off of you. He held his hands up in defence. "Ya' better start watchin' where y'ur goin', then. Tetanus will get ya' before a runner does." You wanted to stay mad after he said that, you really did, but you couldn't help but let a small laugh or two escape from your pissed off expression. Joel would never say it out loud, but he thought it was cute when you did that. When you did anything, really, but that was a topic for another day.

You and Joel had been walking for what felt like forever now, but in reality, only about three hours. As per usual, the two of you were further than deep in conversation. "Y'ur such a country guy. I'm bettin' on Keith Urban." A smile rose to your face, trying to remember other country artists that were popular around the time before hell rose. "Listen, I won't deny it," Joel began, "Rock'n'roll is where it's at, though." You almost stopped dead in your tracks, before you burst out with laughter. Joel? A rock and roll man? There's no way.

Joel stood there, extremely unimpressed, as he waited for your laughs to die down. Once you stood back up and composed yourself, you dramatically wiped a fake tear from under your eye. "I've never laughed so hard." He shook his head, "Ya' piss me off, you know that?" You gave him a pat on the shoulder as you continued down your path, "Love you too!"

The two of you bickered for the next while as you walked down the road. It went from concrete to gravel in a short amount of time, indicating you two were in the remote part of the city. By stepping along this gravel road, it brought back so many memories that you had distanced yourself from. The first time out with him, the day both of you got caught in the rain, the day he kissed you. It was in the heat of the moment, no feelings attached. Some days you wish there were feelings attached, but you had more important things to worry about.

It was strange, the second the two of you stepped on the gravel path, three deer were seen down the street. You went to open your mouth, but you could feel a hand cover the bottom half of your face. It wasn't yours, you were sure of it, the hand felt too rough to be yours. That meant only one thing. You turned to face Joel, your eyes focusing on his. His arm was outstretched (not by much) to cover your lips and chin, his other hand reaching up and placing his pointer finger on his lips, indicating for you to be quiet. You listened.

You both turned your heads back in unity, to face the deer. They seem to have seen you, now turning and carefully running back into the woods. You shoved Joel's hand off of your face as gentle as possible, yelling a quick 'shit!'. Joel had reached back for his hunting rifle that was slung across his back, "Hungry?" Before you could even reply to him, you were taking off. You were sprinting like you were in a race to win a gold medal at the olympics.

Joel was on your tail in no time, he was taller which meant that his strides were longer. The two of you ran for fifteen minutes, following the deer as closely as you could. Though, they were still faster. As they slowly exited the picture, from where the both of you could see, Joel fired a shot. He swore he hit one, but nothing decided to wait around for when you two got closer. A sigh left his lips when he came to the realization that he didn't get one, not so much for him to enjoy, but for you to have.

You noticed this, shoving his arm with your elbow. "Cheer up," You began, "We can set up here for a little bit. If ya' need somethin' to do, I'm out of water." You passed Joel a small smile, sticking out your water bottle for him to grab. He wanted to stay upset, but he couldn't help himself. He nodded and took it, "Stay put'n call if ya' need anythin'." And he was off. Joel didn't question you, or bicker to stay. He knew better when you were looking out for him.

You did anything but stay put, actually. You decided to scavenge the area. If there was anything (or anyone, for that matter), they would've came over when they heard you and Joel. The ground was extremely unreliable, bumps and holes were scattered everywhere so you took your time. You weren't sure how long you walked for, but it was long enough to get to an open field from the secluded forest.

It was so beautiful, the long rows of nothing. The once short bushes that were probably maintained were now grown completely out of control, growing everywhere but in place. You wish you had a camera, to keep more than just a mental image of this beautiful place.

You stood in the same spot for at least ten minutes, just capturing every small detail. Sure, Jackson had a nice garden, but it came nowhere near as unique as this one. Just when your eyes finished the look-around, they laid on the deer you and Joel had tried to get earlier. Your eyes had widened, you had found them.

If they hadn't noticed you before they heard a twig crack, they sure as hell did now. They took one look at you and ran off. You hadn't moved a step, so who made that sound? Your hand fell onto your holster as you spun around faster than you had thought you did. Your eyes landed on the man you knew too well. "Didn't think ya' had it in ya' to shoot me, cowgirl."

For fuck sakes, Joel, you thought to yourself. You buttoned your holster back up and turned back to face where the deer stood just a moment ago, too angry to look at Joel right now. He must've taken the hint, since he didn't bug you anymore. Instead, he decided to walk in front of you and to where the deer were. Joel didn't crouch, but he stuck his hand into the tree's green and brown branches.

You rose your brow, how couldn't you. Joel was channeling his inner garden boy with this, but you didn't break a laugh. A quiet 'ah, there ya' are' had escaped Joel's lips, just loud enough for you to hear. Instead of remaining where you were, you followed his trail and closed up on him. Your gaze fell onto the small orange thing he had in his hand.

Without warning, he just- bit into it. You had a blank stare, your mouth slightly opened. This could've been poisonous for all you knew, for all Joel knew. He took note of your horrific look, "Eat it, it's good." He handed you the small, orange fruit and waited. You had no choice but to take it, and take it hesitantly. You rose it towards your lips, and carefully took a bite.

It was mushy and sour, definitely too ripe for your liking. You handed it back and turned your head, spitting out whatever remained of the fruit in your mouth. You had a grossed-out look to your face as Joel popped the rest of the fruit in his mouth. It was genuinely disgusting, and you didn't know how he could eat it, you thought to yourself.

"It's persimmon." He told you, wiping the juice from his hands off and on his pants. Persimmon, you've never heard of it. "Like the colour?" You had asked him, giving up on your strike from talking to him. He let out a loud laugh, definitely scaring off any animal that might've came to check the two of you out. "Like the fruit, cowgirl."

"Well," You had stood on your tip toes and picked another one of these persimmons off the tree, "you enjoy them then." Your hand moved without thinking, it reached forward and grabbed Joel's, and placed the fruit in it. The fruit was about one fourth of the size of Joel's hand, so it looked a bit silly to you.

His hand closed, almost taking yours with his. "Ya' best believe I will." A small smile rose to your lips as your eyes rolled, he was too cocky for your liking. You thought to yourself for a moment. You had remembered this one story that Maria, Tommy's wife, had told you, about an olive theory. One person absolutely hates olives and refuses to eat them, whereas the second person loves them and will eat them for the first person. This story had reminded you of this moment, reminded you of yourself and Joel with the persimmons.

You two would mingle around the tree for the next while, Joel stuffing his face while you stuffed your bag with the bright orange fruit. Even though you didn't eat them, you smiled as you watched Joel enjoy something he loves. The two of you wouldn't dare tell anyone back home about what you had discovered while out and about. For this, this was yours and Joel's persimmon tree.

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persimmon, the army, the navy

[johnkahner]

ayyyyyy idk if you're still looking for requests, but if you are, could I get Mileena x (preferably fem reader but tbh I'm agender so do whatever) reader who makes a point to tell her she's beautiful all the time even when she's having a tarkat episode (dunno what to call them) and kisses all over her face affectionately, even her teefs?

idk it may be oddly specific but she's my comfort character and I have always felt she needs that kind of love and affection and in every other timeline she never got it and even though she does get it in this timeline she still feels insecure and so I think she deserves more

AN: I think Mileena is an amazing character. I like what they did with her character in MK1 (Though idk how to feel about Tarkat being a disease now). I hope this turned out alright because this is my first time writhing for Mileena. Not proof read.

Notes: Female! Reader, Little bit of hurt with comfort, fluff

Being in a relationship with Outworld’s Empress is as easy as you think. Mileena’s busy with her duties, meeting with other diplomats and whatnot. To make matters worse, she gets a report from Li Mei about Shang Tsung escaping from his prison cell. She is super stressed out with everything. The only time she feels relaxed is with you, her beloved girlfriend. 

Mileena was walking to find her beloved during her break, but she starts to hear whispers from the staff that make her stiff. 

“Did you hear the rumor that the Empress has Tarkat?”

“Do you think that’s why she always wears her mask now?”

With her people talking about her behind her back she walks off to find you. Being in your presence calms her. She’ll deal with those other people later. She feels like Tarkat will be trying to take over her mind any moment now.

You’re in your room, sitting on your bed reading a novel from Earthrealm. You weren’t really all that focused till you heard a rapid knock on your bedroom door. 

“Come in.”

As soon as those words leave your mouth the door flies open and shuts with a slam. Mileena lays down beside you, she hides her face in your pillow. 

Marking your place in your book and setting it down. You look down at her, and rub her shoulder. However, at the contact of feeling your hand she flinches.

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you not disgusted with me?”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I am infected, and my face is not as it used to be.”

Mileena is trying to not let Tarkat affect her mind and turn her into a savage. You get up to grab a vial of serum from your desk. You inject her to see if that helps her any. 

“I think you are beautiful with and without Tarkat.”

“But-”

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Don’t let those who gossip about you behind your back get to you too much.”

She looks at you. You think she is smiling, but it’s hard to tell with her wearing her mask.

“Thank you, my heart.”

“You’re welcome, my beloved. May I take off your mask?”

“You may.”

She sits up to let you remove the mask hiding her face. Tarkat has affected her physically, but not too much mentally. Pulling down the mask, you give her kisses all over face. She giggles at the feeling, and it makes you giggle as well. 

“Please know that you are so beautiful, my Empress.”

[hardstraykidshours]

[5:31 pm] - [yjg]

pairing: jeongin x gn!reader

genre: smut, 18+ (minors dni)

length: 394

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, semi-public sex, hand job, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

"shit, baby," jeongin hisses, clenching his teeth to keep from making any more noise.

you run your fingers up his aching dick once more before lightly brushing your thumb across the sensitive part just below the head. a gasp flies from his lips, and his hand shoots out to grab your wrist, pausing your movements.

"we...we ca...we can't," he finally manages to get out, too focused on the feeling of your hand wrapped around his cock. "someone could walk in and catch us."

your eyes shoot to the door as you consider his words. his dressing room doesn't have a lock, and someone could walk in at any moment. but he also still has twenty or so minutes before he's expected to meet backstage.

he has an interview tonight, and he was so incredibly nervous when you came to visit him. it's an american interview, and he is always more stressed for those, because he gets worried about his english. you had decided to help calm him down, but somehow you sitting in his lap and playing with his hair to help him relax had led to you straddling him with your hand down his pants while you sucked and nipped at his neck.

"no one is going to come in," you reassure him, wanting to finish what you started, not only for selfish reasons, but also because you know he'll feel better and more confident as well. "your hair and makeup is done, you're already dressed, and there's still plenty of time before you have to go."

"i don't know..." he mumbles, eyes darting back and forth between the closed door, and your hand that's still wrapped around him.

"baby," you say, reaching up with your free hand to gently caress his cheek, guiding him to look at you. "i'll stop if you really want me to, but i think it might help for you to get off before you go live for the interview. at least it will be better than going out there with an anxious mind and a throbbing dick."

you bite your lip as you tease him and his gaze darkens at your words.

he doesn't break eye contact while he slowly removes his hold on your wrist and moves to wrap his hand around the back of your neck, pulling you in for a deep kiss.

tag list: @sensitiveandhungry @writerracha

[ask-cinnavanillamelody]

Terra: Xanaria and Sanori had the kids as hatchlings ever try to play with or chase their own tails?

Sanori: well that question has a bit of a tricky answer, I had Sadie way before any of the other kiddos, including Kodi's kids, existed, he just hatched really late. I messed up his incubation with how frequently cold his egg was...That's why he's technically the oldest, though he acts the second youngest. Chronologically, he's about 22 I think? He didn't hatch until Virgil was born though.

Xanaria: I had Beth recenter than Cinna, about maybe...10 years ago? Cinna's the same age as Virgil, but by age 5 she wasn't able to stay in her natural form all the time, so her pony form was kind of the default for years. But, to answer your question, Cinna liked to chase her tail and curl when she slept, kind of like Sanori does *giggle* Beth doesn't chase her tail as much as she gets annoyed by it, she hasn't figured out her shapeshifting quite yet, so often when she shifts her wings away, she's grumpy her tail doesn't also go away.

Sanori: Sadie still chases his tail. I'm trying to break him of the habit, but he still has fur growing out of the end, so I can't really blame him getting distracted.

Xanaria: wait- Sanori, your tail doesn't have fur now, but I remember it used to-

Sanori: hm? Oh yeah Dragons of certain kinds have fur on their tails, some shave it off periodically, it stops growing when you're as stressed as I have been for years. It's also why I don't have a beard like my dad or Grandfather. I'm always too stressed for it to grow anymore than light stubble and I shear it immediately.

Xanaria: *pouts up at sanori, and buzzes a little*

Sanori: what's with pouty face and angry buzz-?

Xanaria: *She flies up and grabs Sanori's face, pulling it close to hers and staring intently at him* I'm gonna make you relax so hard your fur will start to grow back. This is a threat.

Sanori: *blushes immensely* Love, the kids could come back any t-time-! *he says, flustered as she kisses his neck*

Xanaria: I don't care~ *and she proceeds to tackle Sanori to the ground and attack him with love*

[xxsycamore]

Hey friend! For the mlm prompts, if the free day prompt hasn't been taken yet, I'd like to request Sirius x Harr with a Teacher AU. If your feeling up to it, Lancelot can come play too, but he's not required if not.

Leave it to Krys to think up a good prompt for the free day!! Thank you so much for this, I still remember the cozy morning when I drafted this! Oh, Lancelot definitely can come play too.

[ 🌈 part of the character x character or genderbent!character x mc requests🌈 ]

For Different Universe, Same Love creative challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅Sirius x Harr x Lancelot

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫

When Sirius pushes open the door of the principal's office, the familiar intense aroma of rich black coffee flies to his nostrils and he already knows, for sure:

"Oh Harr, you're here too. Hello. And hello, Lance."

The blonde-haired man relaxes back in his office chair, putting down the document he's been reading through, offering a greeting back to Sirius just as Harr does. Still, a heavy sigh fills the room the very next second.

"Those brats just refuse to at least try and focus during this time of the year. Classes are turned to chaos."

Something is pushed into Sirius' hands, and he accepts it without thinking twice because of the risk of spilling its scorching contents. When he looks up, he finds a chaste but knowing smile on Harr's face.

"Here, take my cup. I'll make myself another. We drink it the same, after all."

It's no wonder that Harr sympathizes with him, not having it any easier on his end in Magic Crystal Usage class, especially considering the safety risk when presented with a room full of absent-minded students who are counting the days until the end of the school year.

"It's true, we drink it the same. Unlike a certain someone who prefers to put so many sugar cubes, we can take it to Mr. Ash's laboratory to study it for poison."

"Sirius, enough."

The widening smile on Sirius' face blooms into a short but hearty laughter that prevents him from taking the long-anticipated first sip - but even after he's ready to immerse himself in it, he finds another reason to pause.

"Lance, I'll show you how me and Harr sweeten our coffees without any health risks. Watch closely."

The hand that lands on Harr's cheek is warm and gentle when it turns him to face the taller man, and along with those words, it should be enough of a warning sign. Yet Harr's surprise manifests as a small gasp on the plush lips of Sirius when they clash into his, his mouth now agape and inviting for the seemingly innocent demonstration. It's all up to Sirius to take advantage of it or not, and his pent-up aggravation dictates a need to deepen the kiss. This time for the stress relief qualities it bears, not for the bitterness of his coffee.

"Indeed, why haven't I thought sooner of this?"

Lance's voice breaks through the haze, and his lovers only now realize that he got up from his chair and approached them. Sirius' hand remains on Harr's face, almost protectively, in stark contrast with the inviting look in his eyes.

"Now, don't steal my sugar. Find your own."

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Peter and Miles with a reader who sets up a Christmas for them after the whole symbiote incident? For them to like de-stress and just have fun!

Peter Parker and Miles Morales x reader

Before I start this story, I want to give my thoughts to the insomniac team who unfortunately suffered a data breach and a whole bunch of Wolverine stuff and personal info got leaked. Insomniac don't let these hackers stop you. Take all the damn time that you need, So this story shall also be dedicated to them. Word Count:1K

The first few months since the symbiote incident were physically and emotionally draining for everyone. You and Miles were busy killing off the remainder of the symbiote nests while Peter was busy rebuilding EMF. The three of you were just exhausted from everything.

One night out on patrol to get the last symbiote nests in the area, you noticed it was starting to get chillier than normal. Landing on a nearby street lamp, You noticed that it was starting to snow. "What the ??" You pulled your phone out and found out... It was December 23rd. "Oh shit" Jesus time flies fast when you're dealing with everything that has happened.

Sitting there you thought if Christmas was just around the corner, you decided to celebrate it with the two. Maybe this will help them de-stress and help them smile again. Opening the group chat you then started to text them.

"Hey guys, Any plans tomorrow ??"

"Just about to finish the latest prototype for EMF" Peter responded.

"Ma is helping F.E.A.S.T, so I'm pretty much free" Miles texted back next.

"Ok, so I only just found out about this, Christmas is in two days. So I thought maybe we could do like a dinner and all that" You smiled at the thought of this.

"Wait, It's Christmas ??" Miles responded rather quickly. Peter only responded using the mind-blown emojis.

"So I guess... You guys are both in ??"

They both reacted to the message with thumbs-up emojis, You smiled under the mask. Swinging back to your apartment to prepare for their stay. Fixing out their guest beds and giving the place a quick clean. Now the biggest worry was Christmas presents, You had to figure out what to get them. So grabbing your coat you went out and window-shopped for a little while. Finding something for Miles instantly, He was always ranting about the new video game that he saw about a month ago. Peter was a little tricky cause usually the stuff he talks about have been quickly sold out. But when passing a pawn shop, You found something in the window...

"Oh my gosh... Spider-Plushie... This must be the test one they gave to Peter..." You rushed inside without thinking and bought it.

Now the gifts were done, while also grabbing a few ones that they may like to. You headed back home and hid them for now.

The next day, you decorated the apartment with tinsel and other wall hangings, soon hearing a knock on the door, revealing to be none other than the two.

"You guys !!" You smiled widely and hugged the two. They gratefully returned the hug back.

"Merry Christmas y/n" Peter said softly, ruffling your head.

"Feliz Navidad" (Merry Christmas) Miles smiled as he entered the apartment. "Man, you went all out huh ??" He turned to you.

"Yeah I might have went a little overboard, but I wanted to save the tree for when you guys got here"

"Well then let's not waste any more time" Peter was eager to decorate the tree. Tree decorating was his favourite Christmas activity. So you got the tree and decorations out, But no tree decorating was complete without music. So pressing play on rocking around the Christmas tree, you all got to work.

It was a fun time, just simply relaxing after everything that had happened. Filled with smiles and giggles, Spending Christmas with your best friends was something that you all needed.

Then came the baking of Christmas cookies and Choc peppermint fudge. As the three of you were making the desserts, Peter grew mischievous and dabbed dough onto your nose. "Wha.. hey !!!" You laughed. "What, I didn't do anything" He smirked as he smeared some on Miles' cheek. "Come on Pete !!" He chuckled as well "You both can't prove anything" And then it turned into a light mini food fight.

Soon after, It was dinner time, Now you didn't have time to rush out for ham and such so the best you could do... Christmas grilled cheeses, They weren't complaining though, you all would've done this over a huge dinner. After a fun-filled night, the two trio headed off to bed.

The following morning, Christmas morning, you woke up to feel a pair of arms wrapped around you. Opening your eyes to find it was Peter... softly sleeping... cuddling you. It looked like he really needed something like this. So you snuggled up to him, both of you getting a much-needed sleep in.

After what feels like an hour AKA 20 minutes, Miles then snuck in and flopped on top of you two. "Guys come on it's Christmas !!!" He smiled brightly like any child would on Christmas day.

You chuckled "Alright alright come on" You tried to get up but Peter wanted to stay for at least another ten minutes, gripping you against him a little tighter softly mumbling. "Peter come on" You tried to squirm out but he only gripped harder, Let him have his cuddles y/n !!

"Miles were gonna be here for a while so I guess try and get a little comfortable" You chuckled as you snuggled up to Peter again. Miles sighed and stayed on top of you both, relishing in sharing the cuddles with you both.

After a few minutes, Peter was now officially ready to get up and the three of you headed to the tree. You started to hand their presents. Peter was the first, Shaking the box slightly and soon opening it.

"SPIDER-PLUSHY !!!!. I can't believe you found this y/n" He smiled up at you.

"I have my moments" You smiled as Miles opened his gift next " Yo !! Lies of P !!!" He smiled brightly.

"Last copy too, so thank god I got their on time" You chuckled.

Then Peter pulled out your gift. This one was from both of them. It looked relatively large, Opening it... Inside was a brand spanking new suit... One that looked like Peters's old suit.

"You always complimented my suit... So we figured we decided to get you your own version of it." peter said as he saw the wonder in your eyes.

You put the suit back and hugged them both tightly, They were too much. But they were your too much. This was easily the best Christmas you guys ever had.

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Ghost Of You (M.B.)-Chapter 5

Thanks

2005-Chicago, Illinois

"Michael!" Donna called from the bustling kitchen. "Go set the table!"

"I got it, Ma!" He grabbed the plates and walked over to Carmy who was drawing in the living room. "Mom wants you to set the table."

"She just called for you."

"No she didn't." He smirked before taking the paper from his hands and replacing it with the stack of plates.

"Fine." The blonde boy groaned and headed towards the dining room.

Mikey walked up the stairs and found Angie staring at herself in the bathroom mirror. He grinned and grabbed her hand.

"Hi." He kissed her softly.

"I just got my lipstick right, babe." She pulled away and fixed it.

"You look great. What's the problem?"

"I'm meeting your family."

"You've met my family a million times before."

"It's different. We're together now. I want them to approve of me."

"Who gives a fuck if they approve of you?" He slung his arm around her neck. "I approve of you."

"Okay, it sounds weird when you say it."

"You know what I mean." He rolled his eyes. "But seriously, relax. It's just another Thanksgiving."

"Yeah. You're right."

"Always am."

"Now that's a stretch."

🤍

People started flooding in one by one. All familiar faces that Angie had become aquatinted with over the years.

"Hi, Angie."

"Hey, Uncle Jimmy." She smiled, walking over to the man.

He hugged her and kissed her cheek. "How are ya, kid?"

"I'm good. You?"

"Eh, you know how it is. Everyone's driving me crazy."

"Well, you made it."

"I did. You look good. How old are you now?"

"Twenty."

"Man, time sure flies by."

"Not too much, Unc." Mikey came up behind her and slid his arm around her waist.

"Woah. What is this?" He pointed between the two of them.

"We're together." Angie explained. "Four months."

"Fuck me." He chuckled. "I never would've guessed. Nevertheless, I'm happy for you."

"Thanks, Uncle J."

"Alright, I'm gonna go talk to your Ma." He patted Mikey on the shoulder before heading to the kitchen.

"I need a drink." Angie sighed.

"Heard." He kissed her cheek. "I'll be back."

Angie walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Not long after, Richie joined her.

"You know when the food'll be ready?" He asked.

"No. I'm not making it."

"Fuck. I'm starving." He groaned, lighting a cigarette.

"Hey, where's that girl you were dating?"

"Who?"

"Uh...Jane?"

"Jane. Jane." He repeated under his breath, trying to jog a memory. "Jane- oh! Jamie!"

"Yeah, Jamie. Where's she at?"

"We split."

"Why?"

"She was just too...serious."

"Yeah, I can see why that would be hard for you."

"I don't think I'm ever gonna find anyone."

"Of course you will."

"I can't believe Michael got a girl before I did."

"Yeah, and I got the best one." Mikey walked over and handed her a glass of wine.

"Thanks, baby." 

"Ange!" Nat called from the kitchen. "Can you stir while I help Mom?"

"I don't need help, Natalie!"

"Oh boy." Angie stood up and headed to them.

Mikey sat next to his friend and sighed.

"Can I ask you something?" Richie spoke.

"Yeah."

"You really like her?"

"I love her."

"Like seriously? 'Cause I know how she feels about you, and I know how you are."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that I love Angie and I don't want you hurting her."

"Is this the same guy that was tryna fuck her a few months ago?"

"I'm just sayin. Don't fuck this up."

"I'm not planning on it. I'm gonna marry her."

"Woah. Relax. You just got together."

"I'm not talking about right now. But I know I'm gonna marry her."

"How do you just know that?"

"When the right person comes, you just do. I can't explain it." He smirked. "You'll see once it happens to you."

"Boys." Jimmy stuck his head in the doorway. "Donna's done with the food."

"Thank fucking god." Richie stood up and rushed to the table.

Everyone sat around the large oak table while Donna set the food down. After hours of stressful prep, she looked so relieved.

"Let's all go around and say what we're thankful for." Donna smiled. "I'll go first. I'm thankful for you all showing up year after year."

Everyone took their turns, until Angie and Mikey were left.

"I'm thankful for you guys, the restaurant, and my Angie." He kissed her hand.

She felt her cheeks heat up as everyone gushed over his comment.

"I'm thankful for this family and how you've all welcomed me into it. I don't really have my own, so I really appreciate it."

"You'll always be family, honey." Donna said to her.

"Thank you. I love you guys. And I love you." She turned to Michael and kissed him softly.

Happy Thanksgiving, baby."