#violets blurbs

[violet-fluff]

I love how Levi lovers just expose themselves for being high-key yandere. Like we would really do ANYTHING for this man. He doesn’t have to worry about a damn thing.

[deblklesb]

i need her to do unspeakable things to me. i need her to come home so i can take care of her. i need to hold her and kiss her and receive her kisses. i need to feel her sleeping with her body on top of mine. i need her to hump my ass to get off when she's so worked up and just can't help herself. i need her to use my mouth. i need her to hold me by my waits while i ride her strap and hump her thighs. i need her to be obsessed with my boobs while they bounce in front of her face. i need to kiss her all over and worship her and whisper how great and good she is. i need to-

[sinstear]

pliable violet who’s just so soft and needy beneath you, her strong thighs wrapped around your head like intertwined vines and her hands grasping any part of your body she can feel. your grip on her body is strong, blunt nails sinking into the fat of her legs and creating crescent moon indentations in her skin but her eyes can’t stay open, as much as she enjoys looking down to find you between her legs, messily lapping up at her cunt like you’re starved and haven’t tasted her in months, they flutter shut with each flick of your tongue against her clit, each hum that vibrates into her cunt, her eyebrows furrow and she’s trying to muffle her whines and pathetic whimpers with the back of her arm. “stop doing that,” was all you growled before reaching up, tugging away her arm and holding it by her side. “wanna hear you.” and then you’re back with your head between her legs again, sucking at her clit, your spit and her slick dripping down her folds and to the crack of her ass, surely making an even more mess than when you started. “feels so good.” she pants, pink strands of hair sticking to her forehead while she’s tugging and pushing your face closer, hips rocking to the movement of your tongue, trying to grind against the wet muscle. “need more, please, need, oh fuck.” vi barely has time to register two of your fingers slipping into her cunt, walls clamping around you. “uh huh” she nods, fingers tight in your hair as her hips shamelessly and pathetically buck into your touch. “you’re so wet,” you murmured, watching the way her pussy takes your fingers greedily. “so wet and needy, ain’t ya?” your laugh is condescending but violet just whines and gasps softly. she’s too busy thinking about the way your lips trail up and down her inner thigh, feeling your fingers curling inside her pussy and stretching her out in ways she didn’t think was possible. her eyes were just about to flutter shut, body sinking more into the mattress until the feeling of your hand gripping her chin, and that’s when her eyes snapped open to find you looking down at her with a grin. “look at me when m’fucking you, yeah baby?” you cooed softly, a moan eliciting from between her lips when you’re curling your fingers inside her, fingertips nudging against her velvet walls perfectly. “so fuckin wet, can you hear it? hear how wet you are for me?” how can she not? all she could hear was the sound of her squelching cunt with each thrust of your fingers, the soft hitch of your breath with each brush of your thumb against her clit. “fuckin’ loud and messy,” “just for you” vi choked out breathlessly, wrapping her hand around your arm. “just for me?” “only you, always you.” “good, remember that when i make this pussy cum until you can’t walk tomorrow.”

[acidblum]

babysitter!vi (g!p) masturbating to the thought of you. MDNI 18+

it all started when vi saw the urgent ad on the net of a single mother needing a babysitter for her seven years old twins. she came in with nothing but money on her mind, just to get sidetracked by how their mother appeared to be in their first conversation and how sweet you were towards her. yeah she needed the money..but now she knew she needed you more.

and oh my gosh were you a clueless one, never finding out that your thongs that kept disappearing from the hamper were being used for her pleasure in the confinement of her cheap studio, heavy heavy breaths reverberating through the thin walls and your sweet name repeated in pure need as she pumps her dick, sniffing all over the dirty piece of garment, before wrapping it around her wet slippery shaft.

her tip turning as red as your lipstick as she hallucinates about them wrapped around her. she breathes in tightening her fist around her dick groaning at the growing feeling in her balls “ f-fuuckk n-ghh aah” shameless grunts fall out, pierced tongue slithering out to lick her lower lip, small cold beads of sweat dripping down her face as all she can see is how your face would look under her while she fucks you senseless.

© 2025 acidblum.

[yearningandstillnotlearning]

𝑺𝑻𝑨𝒀 𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻,

𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑵.

A/N: okay bear with me, this is a ‘poem’ (i don’t know what else to call it) that i wrote and when i read over it i realised some girls here would appreciate this imagery with their own infatuations, so whilst its not written like fan-fiction i felt generous enough to share it and i hope at least 1 of you will like it, best part is that you can picture any one of your favourite girls!!! Instead of a name i call the other character “Pretty”, so keep that in mind while reading, and again, this isn’t written like fan-fiction, but still i would appreciate it if you gave it a shot and told me what you think ♡

tags: lesbian only, think anyone!, femme!r, metaphors, suggestive, nsfw undertones but they are so slight and hidden beneath the wordplay that i can’t really count this as nsfw, sadomasochistic in a way, did i forget something? Let me know!

· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · ୧‿̩͙ ˖︵ ꕀ⠀ ♱⠀ ꕀ ︵˖ ‿̩͙୨ · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·

I don’t want a cottage, i don’t want a life in simplicity and independency. I want a castle, i want an abandoned mansion adorned by vines hugging it long after solitude fell cold and loveless upon its very walls.

I want to hear the floors creak with every step, i want to hear the tremble of the floors effortlessly mirror the tremble of her legs, i want to have her, Pretty, and i want to keep her on her toes. I want, behind her gaze, to be as unpredictable as the grass around the mansion, a neglected ring of hues of green. Tall, short, eaten, rotten.

I want to give her the world, and i want to make her spin in the middle of it, i want to give her everything and make her feel like in a moment she could have nothing.

I want to make her dizzy and i want to make her euphoric, i want to see her scared and i want to hold her close, be the one to comfort her, Pretty.

I want our clothes to dance against each other when the weather drops and i take her out on walks, on the endless garden we’ve named ‘our hearts’ that no matter how long it’s been there for, untouched, unloved, uncared for, it just never seems to end.

I want her to let me tear her cotton fabrics apart and off, torn by grinding teeth and claw-like nails, hungry like a centuries-old vampire, lifetimes of self control and respect disintegrated in the very same time span Pretty’s clothes get ripped. Carefully laboured fabric, soft as freshly laved hair, made with the selfish, miserable thought of this granting them extra bread on their dinner plate.

And she would, she would let me tear her apart in one shared gaze. She would let me hold her and scratch her open, she would let me wound her because she knows i’ll be the one to heal her up again. And she knows i’ll do it before she can build the thought of asking me to.

She would let me darken her vision under the noon sun, heating and blinding. She would let me bruise her neck, violet splats trailing down her body like a rosemary. She would let me reach her depths and spin them around, it’d be nothing new to her, as long as her world is intertwined with mine she’s always spinning, she’s always dizzy. She would let me cradle her head as i treat her like fresh meat in aching, starved hands, because i’ve done so another hundred times, and each one she only seems more unwilted than the last.

Because she knows she’ll get me back.

Because she plans on making my darkest nights luminous, and she knows i’ll let her. The story is always the same; she unwraps me like a one-of-a-kind royal heirloom, her touches vigilant, precise on what she unfolds, what lies beneath her hands. And she knows i don’t fancy peace, her words forming clear juxtaposition to her touches, there are no blurred lines, my sense of touch and my sense of hearing are in two completely different words, and yet they co-exist in the pits of my stomach.

But like every child asking their parent to tell them a bedtime story, it doesn’t matter if its always the same, they always enjoy it the same. At the end of the day they fall asleep to it every time.

I’ll let her unwrap the lace off the corset, i’ll let her loosen every layer, watch the silks fall off my form, i’ll let her tell me the harshest things that leave my throat closing in on itself, as her hands soothe around my flesh getting me to ease up. She’ll rock me back and forth from being velvety to being cruel, i know it, and i will let her.

Because it takes two to dance, if you’re unable to match the other’s rhythm what’s the fun? It’s only enjoyable when you’re both having fun. 🫀

[visbacktatto]

vi reacting to you crying

vi who would play with your hair and whisper soothing words while you cry your heart out because she's been there, she knows pain better than almost everyone and she knows how suffocating it feels to hold it in, so she holds you through it. she lets you cry on her shoulder, soak her shirt in tears, and she doesn't say a word if you don't want it. she just wants to be there for you since no one was there for her before.

so she would help you.

she'd be the one to offer you tissues when you start calming down, bring you a cup of water, kiss every inch of your face, even with the taste of salty tears lingering, just to let you know she loves you and isn't afraid of facing your emotions.

and so she'd hold you once again, her muscular arms holding you close, she's always warm, and she'd be kissing your shoulder, soothing you to sleep, ready to chase away any nightmares with the sole strength of her love.

[elsfairy]

E A R N E D I T - 𝐕 𝐈 𝐎 𝐋 𝐄 𝐓

Violet has always been obsessed with you. obsessed with how you present yourself respectfully, the way you’re so friendly, and your beautiful interactions with others. appreciates the amount of time you take to get ready in the mornings, even if you weren’t exactly planning to do anything besides spending the day with her. she was undeniably obsessed & in love with every single thing you did. you smiled? she’s silently swooning, pouting to herself, and thanking the gods for giving you to her at such a shitty time in her life. You laughed at one of her overused, yet somehow amusing jokes? she was falling deeper and deeper in love with you as those silent seconds passed the longer you let out that beautiful sound she so beautifully adored to hear. 

she loved you, yes.  

she was obsessed with you, yes. 

but like something everyone dealt with in their life, there was just one thing that took up too much of her mind when you weren’t around.

your hands.

those took up too much of her time when you’re out of the house & working. she loved to feel them in her hair after she herself has worked all day, and coming home to have those delicate, nimble yet long fingers threading through her hair? girl was putty in your hands. or when they brush her lower back during any friendly interaction when you’re introducing her to your co-workers and you’re so fuckin’ oblivious to notice her pink tint blushed cheeks, and how her pupils dilate ever so slightly because you’re simply just . . . touching her?

those innocent, playful thoughts of your hands would become more dirty the longer she was left alone in your shared bedroom, with just her own thoughts. how good those fingers felt tucking strands of hair behind her ear. how you slowly trace her stomach with them after a long day. how good they feel curling inside her cunt. but no matter how many times you ask her what’s on her mind recently because she’s so quiet and Violet is never quiet. always cracking a joke here & there. trying to get you to try some weird food she picked up from the store. she can’t ever find it in herself to tell you, afraid you’ll either judge her or laugh at her. 

of course, her secrets never work out in the best way possible and stay hidden forever like she always plans because not even 3 days later she’s got an even bigger problem. you’re staring up at her with those soft eyes, the same ones that hold so much love for her. one hand gripping her hip, nails digging bluntly into the flesh with such a grip and she can’t breathe because she can feel you everywhere. those kisses you left on her not even 10 minutes ago, still feel fresh against the supple skin of her neck. the spit you left all over her tits, still cold in the night. and you’re saying something but she can’t hear you because she’s too fuckin’ focused on the way your fingers rub at her sensitive clit.  those doe blue eyes hypnotized with them, afraid that if she looks away, she’s going to miss what you’re doing, but it’s so hard to control her urges, and it’s then that her voice breaks more than it usually does. “can i… please? just once..?”

she doesn’t see the way your face changes from happy to confused, nor does she notice the way your lips part at her sudden question because you don’t even have enough time to register how quick she’s moving for you. one minute she’s looking at your fingers then she’s wrapping her lips around the same ones that were only just rubbing messily at her clit. her quiet, subtle whimpers slipping past her lips, as well as her spit when the wet muscle of her tongue licks your fingers slowly, the taste of her still on you.

as much as you loved obident, rule listener Vi, you did miss when she was loud,  when she would quip back snarky comments about you not giving her enough or just overall teasing her until she was in tears begging for what she wanted. but right now, she was even more beautiful to you. eyes screwed shut, droplets of tears slowly forming and sliding down her cheeks. hand gripping tightly on your wrist, cheeks hallowed as she greedily lets you willingly fuck her throat with your fingers to the point she’s making even more of a mess. her blunt nails on her free hand scratching up marks on your stomach, and her hips stuttering due to your movements.

who would have thought, sweet Violet loved your fingers that much.

“good girl. yeah? taste so good don’t you, baby? keep going, you’ve earned it”

[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

Hot Blooded

This is a continuation of a previous fanfic I wrote called Desire. 18 + content ahead, please do not interact if you're a minor. If you haven't read Desire yet I do recommend reading it first so some gaps are filled in.

Violet’s Pov:

Sun shines through the window as I wake, casting a warm glow to the room. Reaching across the bed I come up empty, cool sheets touch my flaming skin. Sweat forms all over my body as I let out a groan of frustration, the dampness between my legs has me aching with need. The sheet covering my body only adds to the overheating of my body so I kick them off.

 Pleasure sparks through me so fast it has my toes and fingers curling into Xaden’s sheets. I gasp a tagged breath as it dissipates as fast as it came. 

“Where are you?” I beg down the bond to Xaden, 

“I didn’t think you’d be awake yet, I stepped out to explain our absence for the next few days. Devera was a bit smug about it, she told me to tell you and I quote ‘Have fun, don’t add to the population’ “ He trails off with a chuckle and I groan, scraping my face with my hands as I roll over and shove my face into the pillow. 

“I’m gonna throw myself out the window,” I whine down the bond and he only responds with a laugh. 

“Please don’t,” Is the only response he gives as I lay there sweating and dizzy. His scent of mint and citrus wafts up from his pillow and into my nose. 

The door creaking open has me turning my head to look at Xaden who looks perfectly fine as he strides in with a tray. He’s wearing grey sweatpants that leave little to the imagination and a tight black t-shirt covers his chest. His muscles are fully on display as his onyx eyes look down at me, accessing my body as he sets down the tray on his nightstand. “How are you feeling?” He asks quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed as he looks down at me. 

A tender hand brushes my hair out of my face, his skin hot against my own. “Like I’m wearing winter clothes in the middle of summer.” I whimper as I lean into his touch, it’s not nearly enough to stop the aching but for the moment it will do. “That’ll go away soon enough,” He comments softly. 

“You need to eat,” He demands quietly, his eyes searching mine for any kind of protest. My stomach grumbles as I tear my gaze away from him to look over at the tray. There’s fruit, toast, two large clear cups filled with water, and a bowl that I can’t see into. 

“I could’ve gotten it myself, I’m not that delirious with need.” I look back at him as he rolls his eyes at me. “You could just say thank you, ya know?” It’s my turn to roll my eyes as he shifts away from me, turning himself to face the tray as I sit upright with my back against the headboard. “Thank you,” I grumble and shift to make room for him. He hands me a piece of toast and I take it from him, taking small bites as we eat in silence. 

I’m the first to break the silence once I finish my slice of toast. “So, dragons have heats?” I ask as he finishes his slice of toast. “To my understanding only mated pairs do.” He answers and I nod my head. “So this has happened to you before?” I ask and he sighs, running his hands through his devilish black hair. “Once, in my first year.” His answer is short as he looks down at me, even with both of us sitting he’s taller than me. Every fibre of my being is making me want to climb into his lap as he shifts his legs a bit wider as he stays seated on the edge of the bed. “Did you know what was happening?” I ask tentatively. 

“I pieced it together eventually, can we not talk about this?” He begs as a blush covers his cheeks and nose. “Fine, I’ll drop it for now.” I move quickly from my position to being in his lap, my legs on either side of his waist as his thick arms wrap around me. His warm hands rest on my ass cheeks as I loop my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me as I look at him.

There’s a thin sheen of sweat at the top of his forehead, his pupils are full-blown as his lips part in a gasp as I drag myself over his clothed cock. Pleasure sparks throughout my body and I mewl in his hold, my fingers curling into the hair at the nape of his neck. His chest heaves as he looks down at me, his hands tighten their hold on my ass as we both get hit full force with pleasure from our dragons. 

“Touch me, please,” I beg and he smirks as he drops a kiss to my forehead. 

“I’ll worship you thoroughly in a moment, just - let me hold you for a second.” He pants against me, his breath that smells like mint fans over my face. His touch sends sparks throughout my body as he holds me against him, he’s entirely too clothed for my liking.

 My hands trail from his neck, down his spine and to the bottom of his shirt where I drag the fabric up, exposing his toned torso. “Desperate to get me naked again Violence?” He pants as he pulls back, I wrap my legs around his waist as he lets go of my ass, quick to take over. 

Grabbing the back of his shirt he drags the dark fabric agonizingly slow over his tawny skin. My fingers trail over the dark hair that starts at the bottom of his abdomen and goes up the defined muscle that tones his stomach.

Tracing the newly exposed skin, he shucks his shirt off and throws it across the room. His body shudders under my touch as he looks down and grabs my hand as my fingers move to trace his collarbones. “I said I was worshipping you, Violet. Not the other way around.” His voice is stern and commanding, I shift in his lap creating delicious friction that has me gasping and throwing my head back.

“That’s it.” His gruff voice rings out and faster than I can comprehend I’m underneath him, the bed against my back as he hovers over me. He’s quick to get my hands and pin them above my head, the rest of my body unable to move as he pins me down with the weight of his own body. My legs dangle over the edge of the bed as we both take a handful of shuddering breaths. “If you try to move your hands I’ll tie them to the headboard.” He threatens, need pangs through my body as I feel wetness pool in between my legs. “Okay.” I squeak as he moves. 

He kneels on the floor as he spreads me wide, dragging my ass closer to the edge of the bed as he stares up at me hungrily. “Be a good girl and don’t move your hands.” He says huskily before moving down, his lips quickly attach to my clit and suck against it, his broad shoulders keep me spread out for him as my body arches against him. I whine loudly as he sucks on my clit, pleasure scorching through my body.

One of his arms move and I feel pressure at my entrance as he teases the outside of it, only slightly pressing in before backing away. His ministrations continue like that for a few moments before I’m begging and writhing against him. “Please, fuck, please I can’t. Stop teasing.” I beg and he chuckles the vibrations hit my clit and I shriek as he sinks a finger into me. The aching needy feeling comes back in full force as he slowly fucks his finger in and out, curling it up to hit the right spot.

My hands clench tightly into the tangled bed sheets as I fight the urge to lace them through his hair. The pressure changes from slight to fuller as he adds a second finger into the mix. Sucking more harshly against my clit and I cry out, it doesn’t take long to come undone. I let out a scream of pleasure as he takes his fingers out of me and replaced them with his tongue. Lapping up all of it as spots dance throughout my vision, his eyes gleaming with delight as I come down, his tongue slowing down as he pulls back. 

My cum glistens off of his chin and he’s quick to stick his tongue out to clean it up, using the back of his hand to wipe up what his tongue couldn’t reach. “Please, let me touch you,” I beg and he smirks at me. “No.” His hand moves back as his two fingers slide inside again, he looks down at me like a man starved as he slowly fucks his fingers in and out. “Can you take more? I don’t want to hurt you?” He asks breathly and I nod my head yes. “Please.” I whimper and he smiles at me, adding a third finger to the mix has me feeling delightfully full.

They curl up and I cry out as he watches my reactions intently. He palms himself over his joggers as he finger fucks me. “You’re doing so good for me, I’m so proud of you Violet. Being such a good girl.” I mewl under his praise, if it weren't for the current circumstances I’d say something snarky to retaliate.

His pace speeds up as my legs shake, the pressure building up quickly as he brings me close to another orgasm. His thumb touches my clit, applying enough pressure that I’m crying out again. My hands move from the sheets to his wrist as I gush around his fingers. My nails bite into his skin as I come undone with a scream. “Fuck please, fuck Xaden. It’s too much.” I whine and he stops. Looking from my face to my hand that’s wrapped around his wrist. 

“Do you need me to stop?” He asks as he takes his hands off of me completely. “No, fuck it’s just so much. God, I feel like I’m on fire.” I whine and he smirks “Good, if you need me to stop I will at any moment but right now I’m glad you want more.” He grounds out the last bit as he moves his hand to wrap around the wrist of the hand I grabbed him with. 

“Now I do believe I gave you a simple order Cadet.” He says menacingly, staring down at me like a predator that just caught their prey. “What did I tell you to do?” He questions lowly and I smirk down at him, “Not move my hands.” I respond “And what did you do?” His gaze flicks from my hand to my face. “Moved my hands,” I answer and he pounces, dragging my body to the top of the bed where he pins both wrists, he grabs something from his nightstand and quickly has my wrists pressed together and a soft tan rope is wrapped around them.

Tight enough that I probably can’t get my hands out but not tight enough to cut off circulation. My hands are above my head as he ties the other end to one of the planks underneath the mattress. He tugs a tug at it before letting go and smirking down at me. “Can’t follow simple orders.” He tuts as my thighs rub together. One of his shadows falls from his hands, ghosting over my stomach and breasts, the cool sensation causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. 

He backs up and moves off the bed as his shadows dance softly over my skin. His cock is tented up in his jogging pants and it has me salivating at the thought of him fucking me with it. He palms it and I feel my skin flush at being caught.

“You’re just a cock hungry slut aren’t you?” He questions as he leans against the desk on the other side of the bed. “Fuck you, no I’m not.” He laughs darkly as I feel a harsh pinch on my nipples, my back arches as I yelp. Pain and pleasure cursing through me as he watches. “Try again,” He comments lazily as he shucks off his pants, his thick veiny cock springing free. His hand pumps lazy strokes as he watches me intently.

The shadow dances down my abdomen and settles over my clit, adding pressure and coolness that has me writhing against the restraints. “Fuck you’re too full of yourself.” I bite out and a sharp tug on my clit has me crying out. “Fine, fuck yes, but only for you.” I groan and the sharp tug stops, going back to a deliriously good pressure that has my legs shaking.

Gasps leave my mouth as I feel the pressure build higher and higher, my toes curling into the bed as the shadows begin mimicking the sucking motion he was doing to me earlier. “I don’t even have to touch you to have you coming undone.” His voice is hoarse as his cock twitches in his hand. “Cum for me Violet, please.” I shatter as my vision darkens and my ears ring, my body convulsing as his shadows cease. 

He crosses the room in a couple of quick strides, undoing my restraints as he kisses me, warm lips meet mine as he nips at my bottom lip. My body tingles and feels floaty as I pull back from him. Taking a few gulps of air as he scooches me over, sitting on the bed and pulling me next to him. My head is on his chest as he holds me close to him, one hand circles around my waist and the other rubs soothingly up and down my back.

The room spins as I come to my senses and it takes me a moment to realize my body is vibrating with the aftershocks of my orgasm. “You did so well for me, good girl. Take all the time you need.” He says softly and after a few moments, my body calms down. One of my arms is under his head and my other rests on his stomach.

Need pangs through my exhausted body as my legs drape over his, I whine into his chest as the need builds up again. My heart goes alarmingly fast as I writhe. “Fuck, Xaden, make it stop.” I plead and he kisses my forehead reassuringly. “I can make it go away for a little but we’re not in the clear for the next day or so,” I whine at his words, my body over-stimulated and hypersensitive.

“Please, fuck I can’t. It’s so overwhelming.” I sob and he shushes me with a soft kiss, his lips move against mine as tears fall from my eyes. His hand moves from my back to my face, wiping away stray tears as he kisses me tenderly, my jaw cupped in his hand.

 I pull back as another pang hits me even harder, yelping at the pressure and need. Xaden’s worried eyes find mine, “I can make it stop Violet but I don’t know if you can take more.” He whispers and I whine in his hold, “Fuck, please don’t leave me like this.” I plead, more tears falling from my eyes, and for the first time this morning, I can hear the strikes of lighting and thunder pounding relentlessly outside. 

My skin feels like someone threw me into dragon fire as I writhe in Xaden’s hold. “Violet, I need you to calm down, you’re going to hit burnout if you keep going.” His voice is urgent as he forced me to look him in the eyes. “Please, fuck I can’t take this.” I’m breathless as he searches my face for any sign of hesitancy. “Violet, take a few deep breaths, you’re okay. Can my good girl do that? Take a couple of deep breaths and then I’ll keep going if you want me to.” His voice is deep and calm as I take stuttering breaths, he encourages me to take more as I feel my body become less tense. “That a girl, you’re doing so good for me.” He reassures me as my heart rate comes down, my body warm but no longer burning. “I can take it, please. I need you.” I mewl and he nods his head.

 “Hands on the headboard.” He demands and I’m quick to move, hands clenching against the headboard as he moves behind me. His cock trailing up and down my folds before sinking agonizingly slow into me. His hands are on my waist, helping hold me upright as he pushes his cock in. Inch by inch he stretches me out and I’m so deliriously full. His fingers are no match for his cock in how they stretch me.

We’re both breathing raggedly as he sinks himself fully into me. “Move,” I whine and he complies, snapping his hips in a way that has his cock dragging against my g-spot in every thrust, one of his hands snakes around to my breasts and tweaks my nipple as the other moves to my clit to rub it. Each thrust has me feeling him deeper and deeper, and there’s no doubt in my mind that I won’t be able to walk after this. “Such a good girl, take my cock so fucking well.” Xaden rasps and I moan, my hands clenching tightly onto the headboard as his shadows snake around my body.

Xaden’s hand falls from my breast and is quickly replaced by cool shadows that pinch and twist my nipples. I shudder around Xaden, my body tightening as I cum again. A harsh slap to my ass has me yelping and lurching forward, a hoarse moan falling from my parched lips as he fucks me. “Fuck go harder,” I beg and he stills for a moment.

“Are you sure?” He asks me softly, leaning over me and moving my hair from one side of my neck to the other, leaving small kisses as his cock throbs inside me. ‘“ I wouldn’t ask you to if I didn’t think I could take it.” I choke out and he presses small kisses from my neck to my back. 

He moves away with his cock still inside of me. “Remember, you asked for this.” He says gruffly before snapping his hips against mine hard and fast. My hands fall from the headboard as my back arches, my face in his pillow as he fucks into me relentlessly.

‘Fucks’ fall from my mouth as I feel him twitch inside me, his finger also moving at a pace that has my clit throbbing. Shadows cooling my heated body as I tumble closer to an orgasm. Xaden finally being rough with me has me tumbling over the edge as he fills me, fucking his cum deep inside of me as I lose my breath. 

My body feels weightless as it drops to the bed, Xaden gives a few light thrusts before sliding his cock out. I hiss at the sensitivity as he lets go of me and falls to the other side of the bed. Both of us panting from exhaustion. “You okay?” He asks, turning to face me as I weakly lift my head to look at him.

His usual put-together appearance is devilish with sweat gleaming on his face. My mind is hazy as I manage to nod. He pulls me into him, letting me be the little spoon as he wraps are sweaty cum coated bodies together. Silence covers the room, the only sound being our breathing as I drift. My eyes close as my breathing slows,

“Tell your dragon we’re having words once they're done.” Xaden comments and I sigh mumbling out a “Not worth the trouble. He’ll just threaten to incinerate you.” He grumbles before dropping a kiss to my head, my hair splayed out every as I drift back into unconsciousness.

[ohcaptains]

sleepy cuddles with vi? <3 wanna be her little spoon and be all warm and safe in her strong arms

vi coming in late and night and you hear the door creak, the sound of it waking you up, “baby?” you sleepily whisper, and vi hums, “yeah, it’s me princess. go back to bed.”

she slowly strips herself of the day. unwraps her forearms, leaving herself in a vest top and underwear. at the beginning of your relationship, vi would try and be as gentle as she could when she got into bed with you, thinking you had gone back to sleep. but now, knowing that you’re awake — waiting for her to climb in — she pulls the blanket up, quickly shuffling in to stop any cold from getting under the covers.

she wraps her muscular tatted arms around your waist, and pulls your ass against her crotch, humming contently into your neck. smells musky, with a hint of something sweet, and you take her arm and pull it under your vest top, sliding it over the neckline and holding it to your chest. love you, you sleepily mumble, too tired to conceal the truth, and vi spends so long trying to respond, that you’re asleep when she finally repeats the words back to you

[chyyy66]

I AM NOT FUCKING CALM !!!!! WE GOT ONYX STORM BLURB !!!! I. FUCKING. REPEAT.

ONYX STORM BLURB !!!!!!

[blueharuka]

Honestly, I kinda wish Pokemon didn't try to make Pecharunt out as a sympathetic villain. That little dude influenced three random Pokemon with his evil mochi and got the human companion of another Pokemon killed.

There's no 'oopsie poopsie mistake!' with something like that. A dude died and Ogerpon became even more ostracized and lonely. Punt that little sucker into the void.

[sinstear]

messy and heated kisses with vi that has your breath hitching in your throat at each kiss she places on your lips. the gentle tug of her teeth against your bottom lip, kissing you hard but methodically and gentle at the same time, savouring those intimate and sacred moments with you. her rough padded fingers grip your chin with ease, your hands shamelessly tugging and dragging at her arms when she’s pressing herself into you harder, hungrily kissing you like she hasn’t seen you all day. the scent of your sweet perfume fills her nose and it makes her even more feral and hungry for you. maybe it was crazy to be claiming you and tugging you more into her chest in such a public space, but she craved to have you close, have you so close that even a sheet of paper couldn’t tear you apart. vi revels in the soft pants and moans she easily pulls from you, and she’s got a shit-eating grin on her lips when you’re gasping into her mouth when her hand grips your hip tightly in her hand and pushes you more into the shelf. “vi,” your voice muffled by her lips on yours again, pulling you in and down deeper with her touches, the small nipping on her teeth, you’re on cloud nine and she’s more than happy to keep you there. “missed you so much,” vi admits, attacking your neck with her lips and sucking hard on your skin. “so pretty for me, huh?” she’s cocky, but loves the whiny ‘yes’ that slips past your swollen lips at her words. vi doesn’t seem to care that you’re in public, or if she does then she’s doing a good job at hiding her worry, but you think not, especially not when her hands slide up your thigh and beneath the fabric of your skirt to fumble with the thin strap of your underwear. “vi, s’too many people here, we can’t,” you looked up at her, her pink hair messy and sticking out in different directions from your hands prior, lip lodged between her bottom lip and eyes dark as she looked down at you. “no one is gonna notice me get on me knees right now and bury my face between your legs and eat out your pretty pussy.” she huffed, eyes rolling slightly as you simply pouted at her. “don’t act like you wouldn’t want me to do that, sweet.” “i do, just not here,” you trailed off and kissed the palm of her hand when she’s cupping your face. “you’re lucky you’re cute,” vi scoffed, squeezed your cheeks between one of her hands and kissed your still very pouted lips. “but tonight, when it’s just me and you, i want you to ride my face until you cum and maybe i’ll fuck you uintl you tap out.”

[darlingsfandom]

Could you write a threesome story between reader, Neil and Violet (I swear I fell in love with these two characters) 😘🤭

I got you !

Authors note: THIS WAS REQUESTED BEFORE THE INBOX GOT CLOSED!

TW: FxFxM threesome, pussy eating, squirting , cum eating! Not proofread

You stood in the middle of the room looking around at all the movies before a voice took your attention away.

“Well well well… look what the cat dragged in!” Neil walked out of the back holding a box of “new” releases.

You rolled your eyes playfully before walking over to grab the box from Neil. “Don’t act like you hate me or something.” Your lips curved into that lovely smile that he couldn’t resist. Neil leaned in and pecked your lips gently before helping you with the box that was now occupied on the counter.

“How could I ever hate you? We’ve known each other since you were what ? Three?” He poked your nose making you giggle. “Plus did I or did I not take you to your senior prom?” He wiggled his eyebrows making you pretend gag.

“That prom was awful! But I did like that you were my date.”

“No no it was indeed terrible.” Neil nodded. “But what happened after..”

“Oh that was terrible was well.” You giggled as Neil gasped.

“You little shit!” He wrapped his arms around you making you wrap your arms around him and the two of you started to “wrestle”. It was true though that Neil knew you since you were three and he was six! You grew attached to Neil when you met him and it was hard to separate you two! He did take you to prom and did take your virginity but you trusted him. Neil was your home.

“Okay okay you win!” You pushed him and he made a face at you. The two of you shared another kiss that made you smile against his lips.

“So… Neil… I have a favor to ask…”

“Oh god, last time I had to do you a favor …”

“I know but this time it’s different.!” You already pulled out the puppy dog eyes making him shake his head.

“What is it?”

“So I have this friend named violet and she’s super sweet, funny, cute and has this bucket list… well since you and I are really good friends… I was thinking you could help!”

“What kind of help?” Neil leaned against the counter with his hand on his hip.

“You and I plus her…. In the bedroom…” you raised an eyebrow while biting your bottom lip.

“Are suggesting I have a threesome with you and your friend!” Neil’s eyes about popped out of his head when the reality was sinking in that you! You of all people asked him for a threesome! You were an angel! Could do no harm ! A glowing goddess how could you ask him that? But on the other hand the two of you have fucked before in his bed, your bed, at Gumshoe, in the park and his car!

“PLEASE!” You cupped your hands together.

“Fine, just let me know when!” Neil poked your nose again.

“Thank you!” You pulled him in for a kiss. He grabbed onto your hips and rubbed them slowly. It was peaceful feeling his touch.

The next day you had called Neil and got it all set up. He still couldn’t believe it was happening. The day dragged on in his mind knowing what was about to come. Neil rushed over to your house after closing up shop.

“Neil!” You pulled him in by the arm. He chuckled as you dragged him in the house. You walked with him hand and hand until you met with Violet in the living room. She was sitting on the couch as you sat down in the middle and Neil stood there looking nervous.

“Violet, this is Neil! Neil this is Violet.”

Neil awkwardly waved as Violet checked him out. She looked at you then him then back at you.

“I see why you let him take your virginity.” She smirked.

“You told her!” Neil rubbed his face.

“Don’t worry Neil , I told her the truth. You’re the best I’ve had.” You patted the couch and Neil sat down next to you before grabbing your knee. You looked at him with soft eyes before kissing him. His eyes went wide before closing to enjoy the moment. Your hand ran up his chest slowly as he held your knee. As the two of you sat there making out you felt a hand running up your shirt but it was small and soft. Violet hand put her hand up your shirt and smirked when she felt your nipples harden. She knew you weren’t wearing a bra and it turned her on.

Neil finally pulled away to take a breath but soon as he was away Violet put her lips on yours! Her fingers played with your nipples under your shirt until she couldn’t take it anymore. Violet pulled off your shirt and tossed it before kissing between your breasts with passion. Your hands settled on her head as she started sucking on your nipples. Neil could’ve came at that second. He couldn’t believe he was watching you get your nipples sucked by another girl!

“Vi! That feels nice.” You moaned out making her suck harder. Violet pulled away with a pop and licked her lips as she undressed herself making you blush. You followed her footsteps and got naked which makes Neil blush. He was the last one to get undressed and he felt exposed as he pulled off his boxers. The two of you looked at Neil with devilish eyes making his breath hitch.

“I think… we should both eat each other out and let Neil watch.” Violet spoke up before she took your hand , lead you into your bedroom and laid you down. She waisted no time in spreading your legs open. “Mmm look at that pussy!” She ran her fingers over your folds as Neil stood at the end of your bed looking at your wet pussy. Violet laid on her stomach to be at level with your pussy. Her tongue went flat as she slowly licked up your folds making you let out a little gasp. Her tongue lapped at your pussy like she was licking ice cream while you made eye contact with Neil who was in amazement. He was watching you get eaten out by a pretty girl! His cock was hard in his hand as he jerked it slowly.

“Neil! Give me your cock!” You licked your lips and he froze. After taking a second Neil got on the bed on his knees and rubbed the tip of his cock against your lips. You smiled before wrapping your lips around his cock which made him moan in pleasure at how good your mouth felt. He always loved getting blow jobs from you. Hell he had gotten a blow job from you two nights ago at the store since business was slow. His hands ran through your hair as you sucked him off.

As you sucked neils cock violet was busy eating you out. Her own fingers reached between her legs and rubbed her clit while she watched you suck neil off. Your hands pulled on her making her look up at you before she stopped. She licked her lips before pulling away and taking her wet fingers , she pushed them inside of you making you moan around Neil’s cock! He was in heaven.

“Baby! You’re gonna make me cum already !” He whined pulling out of your mouth.

“Mmm I love when you cum Neil!” You ran your fingers over his thigh before looking at Violet who was fingering you hard.

“Fuck! Violet! That feels so good!”

“Will you eat me out now?” She asked pulling her fingers out.

“Come here then!” You sat up on your elbows before she made her way up to you. Violet hovered for a split second before you wrapped your hands around her thighs and yanked her down on your tongue. She tasted so sweet on your tongue. You licked at her cunt hungrily as she pulled on her nipples.

Neil couldn’t wait any longer. He got between your legs and rubbed the head of his cock against your wet folds before pushing in. As he pushed in you had your lips wrapped around Violets clit so all your moans were vibrating her clit! She was a moaning mess above you. Neil pushed all the way in and didn’t hold back. He knew you! He knew loved it fast and rough. His hands gripped your thighs for balance as he fucked you.

All of you were moaning in different ways that turned each other on. Neil was loving how wet you were getting and you loved how Violets juices were dripping onto your tongue. Violet pulled away making you whine.

“Don’t be greedy.” She kissed you hard before looking back at Neil who was balls deep inside of you. Neil pulled away and flipped you onto your knees as Violet laid there guiding you to her pussy. You were in the middle of them. Violet instructed you to eat her pussy as Neil took you for behind.

Neil’s hands rested on your hips as he fucked you hard. Your nose kept rubbing against violets clit as your tongue licked deep inside of her pussy making her pull your hair.

“Good girl! Eat my pussy just like that!” Violet was a moaning mess.

“She’s a very good girl!” Neil moaned out as you clenched around his cock.

“Yes she is! Letting us use her!” Violet pushed your head deep against her cunt. Neil pulled out of you and jerked his cock. Violet pulled you off making you whine. You grabbed Neil’s hand and helped him put his cock inside of Violet. She let out a groan feeling him stretch her out.

“His cock is nice!”

“Such a good cock!” You smiled at Neil which made him blush. Neil gave you a kiss before he started fucking her. You laid next them and touched yourself. Both of them looked at you. Both of them had seen you touch yourself before but something about the way you did always captivated them.

“Fuck! That’s hot!” Violet panted as Neil fucked her faster.

“Violet, let neil cum in you so I can eat it out of you!” You panted as you worked over your clit faster.

“Fuck!” Neil whined! You loved his whine. He threw back his head with a groan before you looked over at you. He could tell you were close and by the way Violet was clenching she was close too. Neil gripped her hips and started to pull out so he wasn’t too deep in her. “I’m cumming !” Neil shouted as he filled Violet up. She could feel in instantly running out of her. You leaned over and waited for Neil to move and as soon as he did you were busy eating his cum from her pussy which was what sent her over the edge.

“Oh my god!” Violet gasped as her orgasm pushed out the rest of Neil’s cum and into your mouth! You hummed around her pussy and she had to push you off for overstimulation.

“Hey, you still need to cum!” Neil pulled your head back by your hair.

“Neil you know I’ll make a mess.”

“Don’t care!” He pushed you back down next to Violet before he put his head between your legs and ate you out. Violet lazily rubbed your nipple as she watched him eat your cunt.

“Neil! I’m close!”

“Cum for us! Be a good girl… OH MY !” Neil put his face closer as you squirted ! You drenched his face in your orgasm making him the happiest man alive. He cleaned you up with his tongue before making his way up to kiss you.

Neil laid down on one side of you as Violet sat up next to you.

“Thank you!” She kissed you softly before getting up to get dressed. “You’re a good friend.”

“Anytime!” You blew her a kiss as she finished getting dressed and waved goodbye while you and Neil laid in bed together.

“You know Neil, you’re a good friend too!”

“It’s what I do, after all, what are friends for?!” Neil kissed your forehead as the two of you laid in bed enjoying the rest of the night .

[thoughtsaboutshows]

i can't remember the number, I'm on mobile but can you do the takeout question for riorgail please?

Hi! I'm so sorry I missed this. It somehow got deleted and then I got distracted with my solstice fic and Let's Play Pretend. Here it is below the cut!

Who prepares/orders takeout for the other person just because they know how much their partner loves it?

Here's about 1200 words in a Lawyer AU.

Hope you like it!

When Xaden was upset, Violet just knew. Even without words, without even seeing him, she knew. Violet wasn't certain of when it began exactly, she'd long suspected it had just always been this way, but it seemed the ability to sense him had been there from the moment they became more than just reluctant allies. It wasn't easy being an intern at New York's biggest law firm even with Violet being a legacy. And Xaden, Xaden was the son of the city's most notorious defense attorney which earned him little approval from those who deemed the Riorson's unethical. But fought through the internship they did, falling in love in the process and forging a connection that ran so deep that it left them with tethers between them even when apart. So yeah, Violet could sense in her heart, her very bones, that he was in need of cheering up.

Other than the free use of her body or a hug from Liam, there was only one other thing that was guaranteed to make Xaden smile. And that was a slice of double chocolate cake, with extra frosting, from Aretian Late Night Bakery in Brooklyn. She'd do whatever she could to pick him up some, even call in the favor that Ciaran owed her for offering free law advice.

Violet looked at her watch, noting the time nearing nine and swore. She'd have to rush to get there in time before it closed. But for Xaden, she'd do anything .

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Xaden's curls were without a doubt messed up from how many times he'd run his hand through it. Imogen had looked through the case files with him a million times but they couldn't find the peace of evidence he knew he needed. The one he knew that fucker, Navarre, on wall street had hidden somewhere. He'd known what he was signing up for when he went to law school: late nights, bad takeout, and the possibility of losing cases. But this was one he needed to win. Their lawyer had had his father disbarred over a decade ago, which lead to a chain of events he didn't even want to think about ever again.

"Let's call it a night and start again tomorrow." Imogen called from the doorway, hand on the light switch threatening to flip it off. "We both have people we want to get home to."

I manage a smirk at the thought of her and Garrick finally getting their shit together. That smirk turns into a full on smile as I think of Violet, who'd had a later day too, but was likely already sitting at home waiting for him. He volleyed between wishing she was out of her suit and into one of his shirts and wanting the privilege of peeling today's pantyhose and black skirt off of her. He shifted in his seat just thinking about it.

"Get the fuck out of here, Riorson." Imogen rolled her eyes as she turned to go. "And say hi to Violet for me."

Xaden closed his laptop, deciding that Imogen was right and despite his sour mood and need to pour through the files just one more time he needed to go home and see his fiancé more. He thought about how on her lighter days she liked to unwind with a glass of Malbec, whiskey sours when the days were busy, but there was no better comfort food for her than a crusty chunk of French Bread and olive oil. And there was no where else to get that bread than Aretian Late Night Bakery. It was all the way over in Brooklyn, but she was worth it. She was everything. A little detour before returning home to their Penthouse was nothing compared to what he'd be willing to do for her.

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Aretian Midnight Bakery was a staple in Xaden's family. So when Violet became a part of that family, it was a staple for her too. That pull in her chest, the one she always feels when her need for Xaden feels particularly strong, was even stronger as she strode through the bakery doors. Her mind was everywhere, Is Xaden okay? I wonder when he'll be home? I hope this case is over soon. She wasn't looking where she was going when she entered the doors and she ran face first into a wall.

When did that get there?

When the wall was warm and chuckled she looked up and gasped when her eyes met a pair of gold flexed-onyx.

"Violence." Xaden crooned, wrapping his arm around her waist and not letting her go. "What are you doing in Brooklyn?"

"I could ask you the same thing, counselor." Violet moved her arms up his chest until she could brush the now very loosened curls off of Xaden's forehead. He closed his eyes and nearly purred at the gesture, bringing a soft smile to Violet's face even at the tension in Xaden's jaw.

She had been right. He had needed her tonight.

Xaden let go of her with one arm and held up her favorite french bread with a tilted smile, waving it in the air and showing her why exactly he was in Brooklyn too.

"Xaden, you didn't!" Violet grabbed the bread with a squeal, pressing it to her nose and taking in the warmth and scent of fresh bread.

"You still haven't answered my question." Xaden's smile curled up completely.

"Violet Sorrengail!" Ciaran called out from behind the counter, hitting the bell with a goofy smile. It startled Violet but she moved around her giant fiancé anyways and snatched up the chocolate cake she'd ordered.

"You got me chocolate cake." Xaden said with a soft voice, his eyes softening too as he took it from her arms. It was nearly the width of her and heavy with all the extra frosting, so he was glad to take it off of her hands.

"I could tell it was a rough day." Violet explained with a shrug, reaching out and touching Xaden's arm. His brows furrowed, allowing the act of someone else caring for him to wash over him. Five years together and he still hadn't gotten used to it.

"Have I ever told you I love you?" Xaden ran his hand through Violet's hair until it rested at the base of her neck.

"Only several thousand times." Violet basically sang back, tilting her head for the invitation to kiss her. And he did, not several thousand times, but enough to wear Ciaran told them to get out of there despite smiling widely at them.

"I love you too, Xaden." She told them when he walked her to her car. And she told him when he opened the door for her, waiting to walk up to their unit until she got there. And she told him again when they cut the bread and the cake, settling and rejoicing in their dinner of carbs. And she told him when he put on her favorite movie. And when she felt the heady weight of him above her, crying it out when he brought them both over the edge. And when she laid her head on his chest, spent and sated and happy.

And she'd tell him a thousand more times.

A million more times until the day she died.

And after that, she'd say it again.

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[stillthewc]

Wake up honey, new Larry lore just dropped:

[ask-missparker]

The Chilling Adventures Of Super-Mamas 🧸

— Ruby Webb and Son 🕸️ Today

Summary: Meanwhile Mama is a work Momma has to take care of the kids, but work calls.

|🕸️🧸🔥|

Note: Silly sweet and a little goofy fic. A little bit of angst too, Mia might need a hug after this episode

Characters mentioned: Luna, Rick, Maria Hill, and etc

———————

Liane was picking up her phone and purse getting ready to rush out the door. Mia was sitting in the living room chair as Eli was playing with his toys on the floor as the TV played in the background.

“You sure you want me to go?” Liane asked reapplying her lipstick and rambling, “Cause I can always reschedule or cut my business day eariler. I know it won’t be profitable or professional for my clients but Luna said she was busy picking wedding flowers with Rochelle, so she might not have time to make to her appointment anyway and..”

“Honey, honey, honey!” Mia repeated sipping her orange juice as she looked up from her phone.

“What?”

“You’re starting to sound like me.

“Huh?…Oohhh! Yikes, yeah, nope! I should go soon then, shouldn’t I?”

“Yes you should, Luna and Ricky’s wedding is coming and Luna might keep making excuses to not come to your store, cause she doesn’t want to bother you, if you don’t show up.”

“Ughhh you’re so right! Oh my goodness yeah no, nope I gotta head out! Promise me you won’t sit all day and watch Bluey with Taylor!”

“Of course not��Now go!”

Liane kissed Eli’s face telling him to not let ice cream all day with his mother and was ushered out the door by Mia, before the blonde can return back inside. Mia closed the door behind her letting out a sigh and picked up the 6 year old boy sitting him on the couch with her. He giggled as his Momma handed him a piece of an old fashioned glazed donut.

“Yummy! Technically not ice cream.” Elliot says munching on the donuts, “Mama gone, can we watch Bluey now?”

“Oh yeah! Mama thinks Bluey is a little overrated but we love it. What if we watch Phineas and Ferb too?” Mia said as she suggested the other show with a grin.

“YES! Can we do the musical one?”

“You are definitely our kid.”

Half an hour later, the two sat on the couch watching Bluey and Phineas & Ferb episode as they enjoyed some snacks. The two were singing along to the entire episode of Phineas & Ferb, chuckling and making silly comments across the series. They even decided to watch Moana.

“I love this movie!” Mia chuckled taking a bite of her apple slices.

“Just don’t sing the boy parts, Mommy!” Elliot remarked.

“I can’t make promise i can’t ke—”

That was when her phone rang. It was Mr. Jameson! As Mia picked up the phone call, the phone practically shook with her boss’s booming voice.

“Where the heck are you, Parker?! You better not be lying around! I needed those photos 4 hours ago!” Jameson yelled over the phone.

“I um…well..heh, today is my day off, sir. I’m at home right now, tomorrow I go back to work.” Mia replied gently, very startled by her boss’s booming voice that almost broke her ear drums.

“UGHHH! I thought one of my employees said you were here today! They lied! Just then those damn pictures over the web or whatever you kids do in this modern day!”

As she heard JJJ ranting and babbling about god knows what, Mia text Maria Hill and her other phones if they can watch her son for a bit. Sadly some of them were busy and others were taking the day to relax. Maria Hill was spending the day with Natasha and their grandchildren. Then she glanced at her costume laying around in the other room and smirked exchanged a cheeky grin with Elliot. He grinned brightly.

“Gee sir!” Mia said loudly over the phone that was on speaker, “I don’t really know to use the web that well. Maybe just can just swing by real quick?”

Elliot chuckled, “HA HA!”

“Whatever Parker, just get here as soon as possible!” Jameson shouted then hung up.

~~~~

So Mia strapped on her Ruby Webb suit with a backpack and extra water bottles carrying Elliot as she swung across the city. The mother-son pair chatted and waved at citizens, even swinging by the windows of buildings as they crossed a park. Mia was so focused on making sure Elliot was strapped in her arms safely as she swung across the streets, she didn’t noticed Sandman until her son pointed out.

“Momma is that the Sandy guy?” He pointed out in awe with a little smile.

“Sandman?!” She exclaimed, under the domino mask and a hoodie of her suit.

“Can we play with him please?”

“I don’t know, baby..”

“Pleaseeee!”

“…uhhh okay, fine, maybe just real quick.”

Mia climbed down and landed in the park carrying Eliot. To her surprise Sandman was messing around with strangers, playing with kids and causing a huge mess per se. But he seemed harmless today, cause the kids and teenagers surrounding him weren’t upset despite the area being a little silly looking.

“Hey Sandy! Can you watch this little guy for me? It will be just a second, I’m gonna an errand right now!” Mia said cheerfully holding up her son who smiled brightly waving at William, “Thanks!”

“Uhm sure, Webby.” He said a little surprised at the unexpected moment with a half smile.

“Hehe thank you! He likes big slides.”

Elliot grinned, “Do a monster truck!”

He took Sandman’s hand running off to play with the other days, seeing his friends there too. Mia chuckled staying for a few seconds watching them, almost immediately losing track of time but then Mr. Jameson called her phone. She whined and rushed off to The Daily Bugle.

~~~

She snuck into a window, changing into a blazer that was in her office and sweating her hair into a ponytail before slipping out of the bathroom. Her co-worker Charlie Olsen, waved at her handing the girl extra papers to show their boss and apologize for her coming in today. Mia smiled and told him that it’s okay, it wasn’t his fault. Jake Kwan, Liane’s assistant, must’ve accidentally mistakenly sent a text message wrong to JJJ or something.

She grabbed the folder with the photos from her backpack as she rushed into Jameson’s office.

“Um, hi! Here are the pictures you wanted, sir.” Mia said entering the office holding the folder filled with of The Avengers fighting downtown last weekend.

Jameson stood up from his seat and exclaimed in his loud booming voice, “What took you so damn long?”

“I just got in like a few minutes ago from Manhattan..”

“So? You want me to be impressed by that, Parker?”

“Um, no-no sir. I had to drop my kid off with a babysitter, so it took me a few minutes to get here. You do have kids, don’t you sir?”

“Don’t sass me Parker!”

“I…I was—sorry. Would that be all, Jameson?”

“Yes Parker, that would be all. Next time i want photos of those vigilante and newcomers heroes that keep popping up, like those X-men! Young Avengers too! And other heroes at events!”

She handed him the pictures as he looked them over. He went on a discussion about other things as he did. Mia just nodded quietly listening to him talk and walked out, taking a breath wiping her eyes at Jameson’s rude tone and booming voice. Charlie asked if she was okay and needed a moment before heading back home. Mia nodded sitting at her desk and wiping her eyes grabbing a sip of water, something she understood what Liane and her friends said about Jameson’s attitude towards people can bruise people’s feelings.

But she liked her job, as she was able to take photographs and write articles. After a few moments she picked herself up from the chair and removed her remembering that she had her son to pick up, as she rushed out the building swinging onto the buildings as Ruby Webb. She can deal with her own problems later over dinner or whatever.

~~~

Elliot was sitting in a monster truck as Sandman made a bunch of sand based items for the kids. He was definitely Liane’s son asking for a specific thing, in this case sand toy looking truck.

“Uh, like this?” Sandman looked up at sandy monster truck.

“No!” Elliot sassed him with a big smile, “Make it more like a Hot Wheels toy! With big wheels and a cool door. And flames pictures on the door.”

“Uhhh..”

That’s when Mia swung in waving, “Hey there! I hope he wasn’t too much trouble for ya!”

She climbed over to the monster truck and picked him up, telling him it’s time to go.

Her son smiled, “He made a truck!”

“I can see that, baby! But he got a little lazy on the details huh?” She added.

~~~~

The rest of the day was spend going to the store for a quick shopping trip, buying McDonald’s and playing at the park together. Then Mia swung them home, texting Liane about the grocery she bought, as they unpacked the groceries together.

A couple of hours later, Liane walked in removing her jacket and heels calling out to the house that she’s back home. She smiled seeing the two of them back on the couch once again, right where she left them earlier that morning.

“Aside from the obvious grocery store trip, did you guys get off the couch today?” Liane asked joining them on the couch, guessing there must’ve been something else they did today.

“Only to use the bathroom and wash dirty laundry we had in the hamper.” Mia responded looking up from the iPad.

Of course Elliot answered with a smile, “That’s no true, Mama! We played at the park too and a lot of other stuff. We just sat down to watch Sleeping Beauty and Tangled.”

Liane grinned at the mention of her favorite movies, “Now that’s more like it! Make room for me.”

The three of them sat down cuddling on the couch to watch Sleeping Beauty tonight. Elliot cuddled on his Mama’s lap as Liane rested her head on Mia’s shoulder. She glanced at the brunette for a second, “You okay?”

“Yeah i’m fine..” She added softly, brushing it off.

“Mia.”

“What? I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine. I don’t want to call Petra or anyone to know what happened. I’ll find out later after dinner right?”

“Um..yeah. Uh huh. I’ll tell you later.”

“Okay. Oh! Work was good, we got a pretty decent deal on new equipment and the dress we started for Luna is beautiful.”

The brunette smiled at the blonde’s expression and how she explained how her day went. Usually it was the brunette who was listening to her issues and coming up with a smooth form of comfort. The blonde knew something was up but she knew she will find out eventually, so it was better that she leave it alone until later.

Life for them was never always sunshine and rainbows, was it? But they try their best to handle it.

Now just enjoy the movie.

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