#when i got home i had a brownie with ice cream first

[tokesterpastry]

Tummy yo yummy! Dinner,

[starkwlkr]

Can I request some hung with old man Logan? Something domestic or soemthing like reader baking for him. I love reading fics of Logan and reader being an old married couple

just the two of us | old man logan

an: anon ily for this request old man Logan needs more love <3 credit to pinterest for the gif btw this doesn’t follow the logan storyline so i added laura hope that’s ok!! sorry if there’s an spelling mistakes!

reader and logan live in a nice little cozy home because i said so 😍

“Taste.” You held the wooden spoon up to your husband’s mouth. Logan sighed, he knew you weren’t going to let him walk away without tasting the brownie batter so he licked the spoon.

For a while you had been craving brownies. While Logan was out working, you and Laura drove to the city to pick up the ingredients to make brownies. It was a fun small girls trip until it was time to come back home. Laura had helped you mix everything together until she got tired, she then decided to go up to her room to watch cartoons. You continued working on the brownies by yourself, that’s when Logan had arrived from work and now here you were giving him a taste test.

“So?” You waited for an answer.

“Bub, you are the best baker in this whole town, city, state, planet.” Logan was going to dip his finger in the batter until you slapped it away.

“No! You’re going to wait like the rest of us, but I did tell Laura she could have the first brownie so just wait.” You told him.

Logan groaned and walked to the kitchen sink and washed his hands. “How was your day?”

Logan always asked about you day. It didn’t matter if you stayed home and read a book or did some gardening, he wanted to know.

“Good. Laura and I read a new book, we went to buy ingredients to make brownies and now my old man is home so I’d say it’s been a pretty good day.” You started to pour the brownie batter into a pan.

He didn’t mind you calling him old man, in fact, he loved it. Yeah, he wasn’t as young as he used to be, but you still loved him. You did admit to him many times that the grey hair was a turn on for you, which made him laugh.

Before you could react, Logan quickly dipped his finger in the batter and licked it clean.

“James! Don’t you dare do it again!” You scolded him. “These are for Laura too.”

“Come on, Laura’s not going to know that I ate some batter,” Logan leaned on the counter next to you. “I’ve been thinking. .”

“Oh no, that’s concerning.” You teased, finishing up with the brownies and putting them in the oven. You turned to face him then wrap your arms around him, bring him closer to you.

Logan chuckled at your response. “I’ve been thinking about taking you and Laura to some place nice. We can do that family shit you always talk about.”

You laugh at his choice of words. “Family shit, yeah that’s what I said.”

“Tomorrow then, I’ll drive us to the nicest place you’ve ever seen, get some ice cream, watch a movie, whatever you want.” Logan leaned in closer, you doing the same.

Before your lips could touch, Laura interrupted you asking about the brownies.

“Not yet, my love, I just put them in. I’ll call you when they’re done,” You pulled away making Logan groan. Laura nodded then ran up to her room. You noticed the frown on his face so you quickly gave him his after work kiss. “Don’t be so sad, old man, the neighbor’s kid wants to have a sleepover with Laura this weekend so it’ll just be the two of us.” Logan definitely liked the sound of that.

Half an hour later, the brownies were ready. Laura took several with her to her room while you and Logan took a plate outside to the patio where your porch swing was. It was a beautiful evening, it wasn’t too hot or too cold, and now you were ending the night beside your husband eating some homemade brownies.

“I think Laura is going to ask you for a dog.” You mention, scooting closer to Logan and laying your head on his chest. You held a brownie up to him so he could take a bite.

“No, we are not getting a dog.” He said.

“It would be nice, you know . . .” You bit the brownie after Logan.

“Is this why you made brownies? You want me to get you and Laura a dog?” He looked down at you.

“No, but can you?”

He sighed defeatedly. “I’ll think about it.”

[iwritebigbellies-blog]

The party was great. You were in your element, gregarious and happy, drinking like a fish, laughing with all our friends, helping to bbq and serve. We got there early and left late, and in between you ate so much that you were practically a sphere, belly so full it had lift, and your shirt couldn't cover it.

Not that you noticed. You were so drunk and happy that nothing crossed your mind but your most basic desires: more laughter, more beer, more food, more.

"Come on," I laughed, trying to wrangle you to the door. You got distracted by the host's cat, finally making an appearance. "You've turned into a pumpkin, Cinderella."

"Just let me finish my beer," you said, looking around for it. It was long gone, but I rolled my eyes and found you another. "Chips?" you ask, sitting on the stairs, patting the cat, giving me your best puppy-dog eyes.

"Absolutely not," I said incredulously. "Look at you, babe. You are going to literally explode if you eat one more bite." I bent over to poke you in the belly, which had no give at all. You looked at yourself like you just noticed, and gave it a pat.

"Maybe I overdid it a little," you muttered. "But I--" Then you were interrupted by an enormous belch and I couldn't help laugh again as you flushed red and blew out a slow breath. "I just really like chips."

"Come on, tubby," I said, reaching out with both hands. You took them and struggled to a stand, and it was a serious struggle. You outweigh me by almost three times, these days. Tonight, it was even more. You finally stumbled forward, laughing, and bumped into me, taking me in both arms for support.

"Sorry," you murmured into my ear. "I've had--" You hiccuped again. "--a lot."

Your huge, tight gut pressed heavy into me, leaving nothing to the imagination. I cupped the exposed bottom of your belly and almost buckled at the knees. You were so big, fatter and tighter than ever, weaving unsteadily on your feet, breathing heavy. I wanted to pull you closer, back to the wall, and ram my tongue down your throat. But this was not the place.

"Understatement of the year," I muttered back, trying to make light. "You've eaten yourself into the next size category. Where would you even put chips if I found you some?"

You responded by relaxing. Leaning into me, your belly expanded, hanging ponderously into my hands. "Here," you said.

I was going to lose my mind. When I stood straight, you did too, leaning back with a moan. You put your hands on the small of your back, arched, then placed them on the sides of your belly again when your shirt didn't come down to cover it.

"Let's go," I said gently, taking a belt loop and tugging you towards the door.

"Home?" you said, a little disappointed. I led you out to the street first, ordering a cab.

"Absolutely not," I replied, meeting your eyes. "We're going out for dessert." Your eyes widened, and you rubbed the sides of your belly absently, pressing and testing. "Wouldn't you prefer some ice cream?"

"Yes," you said instantly, without thinking. It had been a while, since you'd been thinking. Even as your eyes lit up at the prospect of that sundae, scoops of ice cream on brownies and fudge, whipped cream and crumbled cookies and a milkshake on the side; you were short of breath, widening your stance to accomodate how bloated you'd gotten over the evening. You didn't notice, but I did.

Later, when you were slouched in your seat, moaning in happiness, or pain, or happiness, your belly bare and bumping the table, your pants unbuttoned and tugged open as wide as they would go, you finally caught up.

"I..I think I'm done," you said, panting, understatement of the year. "Can I just sleep here? I don't think I am going to walk ever again. Oh my god. I am so full, baby. Look at me. I'm so full. I'm so--urp--oh my god. I'm not going to fit out the door."

I walked behind your chair and hugged you, reaching my hands over your shoulders to gingerly rub a stomach that was so distended, it shone. "Take it slow, my love. We'll get you there."

We levered you out of the seat and started the long, slow waddle to the door, you moaning and carrying on about how much you'd overdone it, still too drunk for any dignity. As we passed the front cash, I paused.

"Two more milkshakes, to go." It wasn't clear who was more stunned, the waiter or you. "And have you got chips? A bag." He filled the order, and you whimpered.

I handed them to you after we climbed for the next cab. You tore them open mechanically, and closed your eyes in bliss when the first hit your tongue. "Thank you," you said.

I snuggled close and started rubbing your huge belly, sliding my hands under your shirt. You closed your eyes and leaned into it, moaning again. "Anything your heart desires," I said. "Just keep eating."

[girlusional]

Is that a... bunny?

pov: You and Sunghoon had a fight yesterday, and he wants to apologize. You don't even remember why you two were arguing in the first place, but when he arrived at your home with a bunny, all you wanted to do was kiss your boyfriend.

pair: enhypen sunghoon + fem!reader

warnings: Just some pet names (love, babe...) but this is pure fluff

This is FICTIONAL. It's NOT about the idol in real life.

I saw @jaysupremacy talking about a sunghoon fluffy plot and I got it. I hope you like it💕

w.c: 283

"Is that a... bunny?" You asked, confused.

Sunghoon smiled faintly, and his ears was a light shade of red.

“I am really sorry for everything I said to you yesterday…” He stared at the brown bunny in the box, looking around with those big eyes. “You told me once you wanted a bunny…”

You widen your eyes, smiling almost ear to ear.

“Is this really a bunny?” You got the box, and put it on the table before turning back to your boyfriend and hugging him, giggling.

You were so happy. Sunghoon always remembers the little things you say.

Like that time when you told him that you were in love with that ice cream near his work and he kept buying it for you for one week.

“Thank you.” You look at him, holding his face with a gentle touch before pecking his lips twice, and at the third time he holds your waist, kindly. “I love you, babe.”

He smiled and caressed your hair in a smooth action.

“Now we have a daughter!” He almost scoffed when listened to your words as you went to the table, picking the bunny in your hands. “You'll be… Brownie. Isn't that a cute name?”

You frowned.

“Hoon?”

“You said, daughter…?”

Some seconds passed as you finally understood what he was thinking about.

“No! I am talking about the bunny!” You laugh, holding the pet between your arms. “Brownie is our daughter.” You caress the rabbit behind its ears, and walk back to stand next Sunghoon. “You are the best. Do you know?”

“That's because I really love you, babe.” Sunghoon kisses your forehead and whispers against your skin. “I love you so, so much.”

[bangchansgirlsblog]

Heyyy, give me something angsty with Felix please🥰 like maybe she comes home really tired and he’s just mad about everything small and calls her clingy🙀 and they go to bed angry (really bad idea btw never do that‼️) and then in the morning she tries to avoid him bc she doesn’t want to seem clingy? Happy ending tho, I can’t take too much heartbreak🩵

By my side.

Warnings: Yelling and crying.

Paring: Felix x Reader.

This is my first Felix story and I messed it up lol. Anyways. Enjoy 🩷

**

Y/n slowly removed her shoes at the door trying not to make a sound. Her body was aching and she was extremely exhausted. She moved like a sloth as she put away everything; her coat, her bag, etc.

When she heard the sound of banging dishes she knew her boyfriend, Felix, was home from his schedules.

Never in her life did she ever think she would be so irritated by his presence. She thought she would come home to a quiet house, she really wanted to be alone since work was so tiring.

"Oh! Hey my love," Felix face lit up when he saw his girlfriend walk through the living room. He quickly hurried around the counter to give her a kiss in which she returned.

"Heyy," she said trying to be as energetic as him but completely failed. Her chest was tight and all she wanted to do was cry.

"What's the matter?" He frowned when he noticed her little pout, "how was work?"

His hands automatically land on her waist trying to sooth the not's on her back. He cringed at how stiff she was and automatically knew she wasn't in a good mood.

"Can I have some alone time babe," she shrugged his hands off and started to make her way to their room.

"Did something happen?" Felix frowned as he quickly followed behind. She let out a frustrated sigh seeing he was still going on. He heard the sigh and was a little hurt by it but decided to push it to the side and make sure she was okay. That was what mattered right now.

"Nothing, I just want to be alone Lix-"

"I made us brownies! We can eat it with ice cream and chocolate-"

"Felix! For the love of God I said it's enough! Leave me alone. You're being clingy." She screamed and slammed the bathroom door in his face. He quickly took a step back in disbelief. He was hurt and it was so obvious.

His heart ached. He didn't know what to do but stand there hearing her soft sobs. Should he say something? Should he wait outside? Should he leave?

He was overthinking it. His hands were shaking and tears filled his eyes. She never yelled at him. Never did she even try to tell him off. This was all new to him. Was she getting tired of him? He thought.

Meanwhile on the other side, Y/n's tears were streaming down her face. She felt disgusted and guilty. Felix didn't deserve any of that. She knew it, he was just trying to help.

How could she let a miserable day at work affect her home life? Her relationship? Her thoughts became foggy as she sat there. All she could do was cry and so she cried until she finally fell asleep on the cold, hard tiles.

**

The frantic knocks on the door were what woke her up. Her head was banging and she was freezing. She looked over at her phone and saw it had been an hour and a few minutes. All she could hear was Felix's voice in distress calling out for her.

He sounded weak, worried and tired. What had she done? She quickly got off the floor and opened the door to see what was going on.

When the door opened Felix pulled her into his arms. He was so scared that she might have passed out or did something to herself since she had been locked in for an hour.

"Are you okay my love? Don't ever do that again to me! I was so scared something might have happened," he told her off but still managed to keep her in his arms.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you," she whispered, "I know you were just looking out for me and you were worried. I love you babe," she tightened her grip around his waist as she hid her tears.

"Hey, look at me," he slowly put his finger under her chin. "We all have bad days, I know you didn't mean any of it. Okay?" She nodded, "stop crying my love, you need to talk to me and don't shut me out. Please?"

"I don't know what I would do without you," she whimpered.

"Well first off, you wouldn't be able to reach the top shelves..." he trailed off and smiled at her little laugh. He loved her laugh. Her laugh made him feel warm and happy. All he wanted was for her to be happy.

"You're so silly-"

"Yeah but you love it," he pecked her lips and helped wipe her tears, "should we go cuddle and eat the brownies now?"

"Yes please, I was actually craving them when I was in there,"

"My poor baby, go lay down and I'll be back in a bit," he let go of her and made his way to the kitchen where he got busy.

Y/n sat in their cozy bed trying to figure out how she would explain to Felix what was going on and she knew he was not going to let it go unless she told him and so she did.

[edgessunflower]

May I please request headcanons for Bruce, Damian, Dick, Jason, and Tim With an s/o who is a cat lover? <3 🐈💗🎀 ( When you can or have time :3 )

Omg of course anon ♥️

Tim

He grew up with a dog and cat for years until his parents died and the animals were given away

He knew right after meeting you how much of a big animal lover you were after you found a cat and despite some of the team being cautious mostly because some of them had never seen a cat up close or knew what they were until others explained it to them

Slowly with time the orange cat you found became the team pet and you all named him Alfredo and he was everyone's furry friend always going around for pets and sounding like he talked to everyone

Not too long after the two of you started dating you had thought about getting a pet to help not only with your depression but for both yours and tim's anxiety but you waited for awhile and soon you both got a white cat you named milkshake from her love of ice cream

The two of you would lay on the floor or one of your beds reading or watching tv petting her while she purrs gently making biscuits on the blanket or one of you feeling the quiet bliss

Dick

He was a natural animal lover for as long as he can remember trying to bring home every stray he found and take care of them even when bruce found out and reluctantly let him have the animal or keep it for a few days before taking it to the local no kill shelter

He immediately fell in love with both your cats Buttermilk and Cookie who you had for years since you were 12 cookie being given to you as a Christmas present from your grandparents and buttermilk from your older sister on your birthday

The two of you both found strays and would take them to the shelter after nursing them back to health or give them to friends or your family members

He soon surprised you with a small kitten he found that the two of you named Kagome from your love of japanese animes

Jason

He always had a soft spot for animals having his own dog Ace who always helped him with life and his own mental state after all he went through

He also developed a bond with your calico kitten named Mitten who always liked to sleep on your chest or belly under the covers and soon she started sleeping in jay's hoodie sleeves and beside his neck

The next thing you knew that sometimes you would get pictures from Dick or Tim with him holding a stray cat or asleep on a roof with a kitten in his jack making you smile saving every picture

Damian

He had quite a bit of pets growing up and still had some of them including his dog Titus who he had ever since being under Bruce's care and training

He immediately had a bond with your orange cat Pancake and was always petting or holding the cat or even sharing abit of his food with him whenever you weren't looking

After awhile of the two of you being together and moving in to a house you surprised him with a new cat you got from the shelter that he ended up naming Iris due to one eye being brown and the other being yellow

And both of the cats got along well even sleeping on your pillows when the two of you were asleep one sleeping beside you and the other beside him

Bruce

He liked animals he just never really had any growing up he can say that he only had 3 pets throughout his life all of them when he was younger

The first one being a hamster his parents got him for his birthday that he had two years before they died,the second one was from Alfred a couple of months after his parents died and that one was a rabbit that helped him quite a bit,and the last one was when he was a teenager that used to be his friend's pet but couldn't care for it anymore and the last one was a rat

You decided as a surprise for his birthday even though you had only been together for 4 months to get him a cat that you thought would help him

When he saw the fluffy brown cat in your lap he was confused but over the next while he soon was holding the cat and even named it brownie

Soon the cat was stuck to him from sleeping next to him,rubbing his leg in the batcave,or even just playing with his cape which made you giggle

[paperweight91]

How about a soft (maybe horny as well) moment with Ransom? 😌

Ahhhh Soft!Ransom 😍 I think i have just the idea for you dear Siri!

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI)

It was quiet in the house when you got home from work. You were exhausted. All the deadlines seem to hit around the same time leading to little sleep and long hours. The only shining light was the coming break. Just a few more days, that’s all you had to get through before some well deserved time off.

After discarding your jacket and shoes haphazardly by the front door, you flopped yourself onto the large sectional in the living room. All you wanted was to get clean and go to bed. You heard a muffled swear and something breaking in the kitchen. Ugh, Ransom was probably trying to cook, again.

You sauntered in to see the kitchen looking like a bomb went off. If the appearance was anything to go by, it looked like he had used every single bowl, cup, spoon and even plate in the house.

“Ransom, what are you doing?” You heaved a sigh and placed your hands on your hips.

He gave you a crooked grin as he looked up from the broken glass on the floor. “I wanted to surprise you. Ah shit.”

He had cut himself on the glass, distracted by your entrance. You rushed over to look at his hand, nothing a band-aid wouldn’t cover. You turned on the faucet and let the water run, while shoving his hand underneath. “Don’t move.” You instructed.

You went into the bathroom to get the first aid kit and blew out a breath. You appreciated Ransom trying, but you could see all the clean up you were going to have to do. And then he was gonna pout about how tired you were. Just a few more days.

You brought the kit back to see Ransom drying off his hand. You placed some anti-septic cream and then band-aid on his wound. “I thought I told you not to move.” You narrowed your eyes at him.

He chuckled and pulled you against his chest. “And how often do i take instructions well?” You laughed and swatted his chest. “Alright, alright, do you want to see your surprise?” He looked so eager and proud, but nervous at the same time. His energy had sparked some of yours back to life. You nodded eagerly.

He spun around and went over to the fridge. He made a big show of pulling the fruits of his labour from its depths. You quickly cleared some space on the counter, pushing some of the dirty items into the sink. Ransom placed a beautiful dessert tray on the counter. At first you frowned wanting to scold him for dirtying everything and then buying you something. But when you looked closer, you could see it. Ransom had made every single treat on this tray.

It was overflowing with brownies, and various fruits dipped in white and milk chocolate. What looked like a cream cheese dip, with mini cinnamon rolls. Chocolate chip, M&M and sugar cookies with icing. All of your favourites, lovingly made by the man in front of you.

You must have been silent for too long because Ransom started shuffling his feet. “It’s all edible, I swear.” He looked down and brought his hand up to rub at the back of his neck.

“You did all this for me Ran?” You couldn’t hide the wonder in your voice, causing Ransom’s head to immediately snap up to look at you. “This must have taken you all day.” You were smiling from ear to ear.

“You like it?” There was pink tinging his cheeks, it was rare to see him this vulnerable, but you soaked up the moment.

You walked around the island so you could come face to face with him. “Are you kidding? No one’s ever done something like this for me before. In fact, I think I know the perfect way to say thank you.”

At Ransom’s bewildered expression you dropped to your knees, innocently blinking up at him. “Will you accept my thank you?” You traced your hands up his thighs, but his hands stopped yours. He was smirking down at you and shaking his head.

“I have a much better idea, that I think will satisfy us both.” He pulled you to your feet and spun you towards the hallway. Gently nudging you from behind towards the bedroom. Your brain finally caught up to what Ransom was trying to indicate and you practically skipped into your shared bedroom and began stripping down. You turned around to see Ransom placing his hard work on the table by the closet. When you raised an eyebrow you got a mumbled, “so we can enjoy later.” In response.

After that, Ransom was on you. He swept you up in his arms and carried you to the bed. Once he had you arranged exactly how he wanted you, he stripped out of his sweater and pants, standing before you in only his boxers. You made grabby hands towards him, and he chuckled at your eagerness quickly showing his boxers down and off.

He crawled over top of you and smiled as he leaned down, “Let me take care of my girl today, tomorrow you can go back to taking care of me.” He captured your lips in a kiss that stole your breath. You giggled as he parted nodding. He trailed open mouth kisses across your jaw and down your neck stopping to nip at your collarbone. He then trailed kisses down to your breasts, burying his face in between them before licking a stripe up one, while he pinched and kneaded the other. He drew your nipple into his mouth teasing the bud with his teeth and tongue. You moaned and threw your head back at the sensation. His fingers a rough contrast to the way he lovingly treated your nipple with his mouth.

He switched to the other breast, swapping to give the first on the rough treatment of his fingers as he sucked and scraped. You could feel the wetness that had started to gather between your thighs in the kitchen flowing from you now. You thrust your hips up, trying to get some friction where you needed it the most. Ransom seeing your plight, took pity on you and kissed his way down your stomach to the apex of your thighs. He sighed in contentment before pulling your lips apart and licking a stripe from your leaking hole to your clit. You arched off the bed and your hands flew to his head, directing him to where you wanted him most. Ransom happily followed your lead, sucking your clit into his mouth while he teased your entrance with two of his fingers. You could tell you wouldn’t last long already, your grip in his hair growing tighter and tighter by the second. He slipped down to tongue at your sloppy entrance while his fingers danced along your clit.

You groaned, “Ran, I’m so close, please.” You knew he loved when you begged, since it was a rare thing for you to do. His eyes shot open, and you could feel the smirk on his face as he looked up at you. He pulled away, and began rubbing circles on your clit, “Your wish is my command Kitten.”

He dove back in with a new vigour to his movements, clear in his intentions to have you coming on his tongue and fingers. He alternated between sucks and rubbing your clit and within minutes your orgasm raced through you. You moaned his name and arched your back, waiting for the aftershocks to pass. He eased you through with his fingers and then crawled his way up your body. You cuddled him close and kissed him drowsily. “I think you take instructions perfectly.” You quipped at him.

He groaned and buried his face in your neck. “Just promise you’ll try some treats before you pass out on me?”

You laughed and wrapped yourself around him like a koala. Just a few more days and you will be able to do this all day long.

[hyuuukais]

✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡ SUNSHINE AND STRAWBERRIES

pairing ☆ lee felix x fem reader

synopsis ☆ Y/N is a new streamer. after months of planning, and her best friend & now fellow streamer han jisung convincing her, she makes a twitch and youtube account. thanks to jisung giving her a shoutout to his own huge following, she gains some unexpected overnight fame. but what was more unexpected was waking up to see her long-time favourite comfort streamer _sunshine.bbokari_ following her.

warnings ☆ swearing kind of

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☆ partially written chapter, 6 screenshots ☆

CHAPTER FIFTEEN ☆ THANK YOU

His car pulls up shortly after you get back downstairs. Chan pulls you into a hug, whispering in your ear about how you'll be okay, that the world is mean sometimes, but you're strong.

"Y/N," You let go of Chan, turning around to see Felix.

This is the first time you've seen him in real life.

Well, minus the one convention you went to that he attended, but that was different.

Up close, he was even more beautiful, eyes bright and a soft smile. He looked like he just woke up, hair disheveled and still in pajama pants. Like he rushed out as soon as he could, not caring about anything else but your safety and comfort.

"Y/N," He was closer now, he smelled like freshly baked brownies. Something about the way he looked at you and opened his arms with no hesitation, inviting you for a hug, made something in you ache. You fell into his arms easily. It was like you were always meant to be there.

You clutch onto the back of his sweater, trying hard not to let fresh tears fall, but his warmth and the way he caresses your back and cradles your head makes it impossible to keep in all the emotion. He pulled back, the hand that was cradling your head now resting on your cheek, wiping away your tears. No one had ever looked at you so softly.

The two of you made your way to his car, waving goodbye to Chan. Once you got in, you closed your eyes, feeling drained. Today had been one of the most emotionally taxing days of your life. Felix got in shortly after, stopping briefly to talk to Chan first. You smiled when they hugged goodbye.

"Alright... no one should be home when we get back. I told them to clear out so you had room to relax," Felix said, starting up the car.

"Oh," You said, voice going up in surprise. "I figured you'd take me back to mine."

"I-" He blushed hard. "If you're more comfortable with that I can! But I just figured my place is closer and you'd be tired and maybe we could watch your favourite movie or show so you could take your mind off things..." You smiled at his rambling, biting your bottom lip to contain a laugh. "And I got strawberry ice cream so we could make milkshakes to go with the brownies I made for you-"

"Wait," You put a hand up. "You made them for me? Like... specifically? And went out of your way to get my favourite ice cream? You're gonna make me cry again!"

The two of you laughed, Felix looking away from you shyly. As you pulled away from the hotel, you head fell to the side, eyes begging to close again. You were about to let yourself drift to sleep when something- no, someone- caught your eye.

notes ☆ secret things with han and chan revealed!!!!! will y/n finally get some well deserved rest? sounds like it!! and as always, thank you all for your love for this fic, i appreciate it greatly. i always look forward to what u guys are saying in the tags and replies, hehe

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pink means it won't let me tag u

[spookypete-94]

Friday Ice Cream

wanted to write something a little sweet for simon, slight spoiler for MW3- but nothing directly. Think this is going to be something I turn into a series and will have an actual name eventually.

It had been a tradition for you to end your week with chocolate ice cream from your favorite parlor in Manchester since you were small. In fact, you had been doing it since the time of leaving primary school and taking your neighbor friend Simon with you when he didn't want to go home.

The chocolate comforted you both - it being yours and his favorite. Life hadn't exactly been kind to you both. Your father had left your mother when you were young, and Simon's father was a terror. Many times, you had wished that his father would have left like yours did. Sure, it made things hard on your mother, but you never lived in fear like Simon did... Often standing in line, you couldn't help but think of him. He stood by your side in this line every Friday, you buying him ice cream with money given to you by your mother, and it was always the same. Your mother always made sure she treated you this way, no matter how difficult money was - sometimes it came down you buying one and sharing with Simon. But you always made him feel included. It was important to you.

At the ripe age of 17, he stopped attending with you. You hearing that he joined the military young made your heartache that he just seemed to up and disappear. Gone without a trace.

But him standing next to you in this line every Friday, you understood why. His life was hard, but you just had wished he would have said goodbye.

Moving up the line little by little, you fiddled with the hem of your shirt glancing around out the windows periodically. At the front of the line, you didn't even get to recite your normal weekly order... it was already slid to you across the counter from the cashier. Chocolate with drizzle, small brownie crumbles on it. Seeing your confused face, the cashier answered your unsaid question, "A man that was in front of you about 3 orders paid for yours."

Surely not... "Did he say who he was?"

"No ma'am, just got the same thing you did."

"Thanks," you said, rushing yourself to try to catch him. You weren't paying attention to your surroundings earlier. He was always bigger than you in youth, but other than that, you'd have had no idea what he looked like. Bursting through the door, you looked left and right- but you saw no abnormally large man. He left you once more, making your heart sad.

Next Friday, you paid better attention. Sure enough, there was a large man about 4 people in front of you. But by some act of God, you weren't quick enough to get to him in time. People in the way, workers in and out of the line. It's never this busy in here. it's like the world knew your task and worked against it. Sure enough, walking past the front register, your ice cream was pushed to you, paid for once more. Sighing and feeling defeated, you ate your ice cream on your walk home. Already deciding a plan, next week was going to be different.

On the 3rd Friday, you sat outside of the parlor at a table early, ice cream already bought for the two of you. Staying vigilant, your head turning back and forth to look for him. At last, a large man walked past you, a shadow casted over you. Your heart stopped knowing at the bottom of it, that this was him. Standing up, you gently caught his elbow, making him stop. "Simon?" Maybe it was his size, maybe it was the fact that you hadn't seen him ten plus years, maybe it was the look in his eye when he turned to you or the fact his face was covered with a mask leaving you unable to read anything about him.

"Simon?" you repeated.

"It's me," he finally answered. You let go of his arm. Handing him the ice cream you got for him, pulling out the chair.

"Would you sit with me?"

It was almost comical in away, he dwarfed the small chair. It was quiet at first. You could see his broken eyes staring at the ice cream. Your much smaller hand reaching for his.

"Hey.." you said quietly, making him look up at you. "I'm here, you alright?"

"Lost a..." he seemed to struggle to find the word, his brow squeezing together. Gripping his hand just a little closer, "A brother recently..." Your thumb stroked over the back of his hand. "And it made me think of you, I don't have many friends... I wondered how you were if you were still around."

"Still here, I didn't get very far, I'm sorry, Simon. I wish you didn't have to deal with that..." He didn't say anything, and you didn't want to pry.

"How have you been?" His voice finally echoed to you.

"Just the same old. My mom passed about 3 years ago, and it's been just me now. Still make time for ice cream, though."

"Sorry bout your mom," his umber coals locked with yours. "Ice cream is how I found you." His voice is low and raspy, seeming a bit lighter now.

"Clever, I'll give you that. Think I'm gonna change up my routine, some seeming as I'm so easy to figure out."

"You should," he said dryly, making you chuckle.

Looking down at your ice cream, you noticed it started to melt over the containers.

"You want to get out of here? You can tell me about your friend somewhere in private?"

"Yeah," he muttered, standing up from the seat.

"Missed you, wished you would have said goodbye or how to stay in contact.." You blurted, unable to contain the hurt you've felt over this decade.

"I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye, but after losing someone special out there- I knew what I did to you wasn't right."

Tired of making him feel even worse, you tried to joke. You knew this was a serious matter to him, but joking was how the two of you coped as kids through all the dark things you both encountered.

"You got so huge too. What the hell are they feeding you over seas?"

"Not chocolate, maybe why you are so small in comparison."

"Still a funny guy, at least," you said, running your shoulder into his arm. You could hear the snort of air that he always made when he smiled as a kid.

That's how it felt to you, at least, being a kid walking next to someone you grew up with. Like somehow, you've traveled back in time. There next to you was that same sweet boy dealt a difficult hand. He was and will be someone you confided in when things were going wrong or hard. He felt the same. He always had you. Maybe that's what tied you both together and why he felt bad about leaving you behind with no word. He's here now, and he is going to make up for lost time.

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[mamaestapa]

Oh the Guilt

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

• series summary: Y/N Y/L/N moved to Cincinnati, Ohio for a new start. Move in day arrives and she discovers something terrible...the apartment complex gave her the wrong lease. Instead of living with who she originally was supposed to, she's now living with the hottest quarterback in the NFL, Joe Burrow. Y/N is stuck living in the same apartment with him for a year...which the two are not thrilled about. However, as time goes on, they realize that maybe this wasn't the worst thing that could happen to them. Will Y/N and Joe stay enemies, or will they find themselves falling in love? 

•chapter summary: You come home from your date with Evan feeling guilty and Joe, well, Joe makes a mistake and doesn’t know what he’s feeling

•word count: 3.0k

•warnings: slight angst, language, mentions of sex, foreplay (no actual smut yet lol)

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November 4-7, 2022

You glanced at your watch for what seemed like the third time in the last fifteen minutes. This date with Evan wasn't going how you expected it to—at all.

The night started off extremely well. Evan picked you up outside the apartment after you went up to grab your shoes. He offered to pick you up from the apartment itself, but you declined the offer. You didn't want to make things awkward for him or Joe.

After he picked you up you headed to downtown Cincinnati, where you went to dinner at that brewery Macee and Emma had told you about. The food and beer were delicious and you and Evan were having fun together.

However, something just felt...off.

You and Evan both were a little awkward with each other at first, but once you got to the brewery and started to talk to one another, the awkwardness between the two of you got much better. That all changed once you left the brewery though.

You started to walk through the streets downtown when Evans hand brushed against yours. He went to reach for your hand, but you pulled it away to point at a shop before he could lace his fingers with yours. Then, you tried to reach for his hand as you both walked out of a jewelry store, but you hesitated and felt like you shouldn't grab it.

You and Evan are ending the night with ice cream. Which you think is always a great way to end a date since ice cream is your favorite. You got salted caramel brownie in a waffle bowl and Evan got peanut butter oreo in a waffle bowl. (a/n: those are my two favorite flavors at my local ice cream shop tehe)

The two of you ate your ice cream, enjoying each others company and the calmness of the little parlor, despite the commotion of the crowds outside. As you took a bite of your ice cream, Evan was watching you with a soft smile. He held his free hand out on the table, reaching for yours. You returned the smile and put your hand in his. He wet his lips and took a deep breath.

"Y/n," he smiled and squeezed your hand before he continued, "I want to start off by saying...I think you are an amazing and beautiful woman."

You already can tell where this is going.

He sighed, "But let's be honest. We both know this date isn't going how we thought it would."

You nodded along as he spoke. It's true, this date did not go the way you expected it to.

You pushed your ice cream to the side and gave him your full attention. You grabbed his other hand and squeezed it gently just like he did to yours.

"I know." you smiled softly, "Evan, you are one of the sweetest guys I've met, seriously."

Evan blushed, smiling sheepishly at your words.

"I try," he said with a shrug. Both of you chuckled. You gave him another soft smile before you spoke again.

"But this date seriously didn't go the way we thought it would."

He shook his head, "I-," he hesitated, seeming like he didn't want to complete his thought. He cleared his throat before continuing, "I don't want to upset any body, and tonight just didn't feel right. So, I think it's best if you and I just stay...friends?"

You smiled and nodded, "I think so too."

You’re a little disappointed things didn't work out with Evan. He truly is a great guy and you wish things could have worked out better, but, being with him just doesn't feel right for you. You just felt so guilty throughout the whole date, and you think it's because of that argument you had with Joe. He seemed genuinely sorry when you stopped by the apartment to grab your shoes. You hope he's not upset with you for not saying much to him.

You do forgive Joe. You feel he has every right to be upset with you for going out with his teammate after you swore you wouldn't. Plus, you can’t stay mad at him over some petty argument. It would just make things miserable for both of you, just like it was when you first moved in.

But You and Joe are past that stage of not getting along. You consider him to be somewhat one of your friends now and not just the roommate who you’re stuck with until next August. 

A weight felt like it was lifted off of your shoulders as You and Evan finished up your ice cream without any awkwardness like there was earlier.

Both of you felt happy with the decision the two of you made about your relationship. It's best if you just stay friends.

Evan drove you back to the apartment complex, thanking you for a fun night before you said your goodbyes. You walked up the flight of stairs to your apartment. You glanced at your watch and saw that it was almost midnight, so chances are Joe was probably asleep. You got your key out and tried your best to stay quiet as you unlocked the door and walked into the apartment. Most of the lights were turned off except for the kitchen lights. You took your heels off and walked further into the apartment. The Tv was still on, but the volume was turned down low. You stopped in your tracks when you saw How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days playing on the screen.

That's your favorite movie.

You were a little confused as to why Joe was watching How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, but you didn't think much of it and just assumed it started automatically playing after another movie was finished. You peered over the couch and saw Joe sound asleep, sprawled out with his head laying on his arm that was draped over the side of the couch. There was an assortment of uneaten candy laying on the coffee table—except for the peanut butter cups. Those were completely gone, with one of the wrappers laying on Joes stomach. You smiled softly and picked up the wrapper, careful not to wake him up.

You walked into the kitchen and threw the wrapper away. You decided to grab something to drink from the fridge before you got ready for bed. Upon opening the fridge you found a big brown paper bag in the middle shelf that was full of food. You were curious to see what was in there, so you pulled the bag from the fridge and set it on the counter. As you went to grab one of the boxes from the bag, you felt a piece of paper on top. You pulled the container out, seeing a small piece of note paper with handwriting on it taped to the top. You furrowed your brow in confusion and took the note off, deciding to read it.

Y/n,

I'm sorry about earlier. I was in the wrong and I shouldn't have reacted the way that I did. I want you to be happy, so if being with Evan is what makes you happy, then so be it. I hope you can forgive me...maybe this will make accepting my apology a bit easier ;)

P.S. check the back of this note too.

- Joe

You turned the note around and saw more handwriting.

Movie night? I heard How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days is pretty good...

Your heart dropped to your stomach. You were overcome with a feeling of guilt as you read the note.

Joe wasn't having a movie night with Ja'Marr...he was hoping to have a movie night with you as a way to apologize for earlier.

You set the note down on the counter, covering your hand with your mouth as a look of guilt took over your face.

Im such a terrible person. You thought. If I would have just stayed for a few more minutes and didn't go on that date with Evan, I wouldn't feel this guilty. I thought to myself. You pulled the containers out of the bag, feeling even more guilty as you looked at the contents.

Bar food. Your favorite takeout.

Joe bought your favorite takeout for you and you didn't even get to enjoy it with him.

He did all of this for me as a way to apologize and instead I went on a stupid date.

You feel awful.

You let out a heavy sigh and put the boxes back into the bag, careful not to make too much noise. It didn't matter though because as you were putting the bag into the fridge, Joe had walked into the kitchen.

"Hey."

You jumped at the sound of his voice. You shut the fridge and turned around, smiling softly at him.

"Hey Joe."

He rubbed his tired eyes, pulling his hands away and crossing his arms over his muscular chest. He chuckled softly as his lips pulled up into a slight smirk.

"I see you found my apology."

You frowned, guilt written all over your face. You didn't even know where to start.

"Joe, I am so sorry."

"For what?"

"For going on that date. If I would have known you planned all of this, I," you shook your head, "I would have never gone." you said, your voice just above a whisper as you finished speaking.

Joe shook his head, a soft smile on his face as he replied, "Don't worry about it, Y/n. I just wanted to do something nice for you to show how sorry I am. But you already had plans, there's no reason for you to apologize for that."

You frowned, unsure of what to say. Oh the guilt...

"Y/n," Joe said your name softly, causing you to look up at him, "it's not a big deal, okay? I promise."

You pulled your bottom lip into your mouth, chewing on the plump red stained skin as you nodded slowly. You let out a sigh and looked into Joe's soft blue eyes.

"I forgive you, you know?"

He smiled, "Good, I'm glad. Because I was a complete dick and I shouldn't have reacted that way over you and Evan. The two of you seem really happy together."

"About that..." you trailed off, trying to think of what to say. Joe cocked his head to the side slightly, waiting to hear what you had to say.

"I had fun tonight, but he and I decided we're better off as friends."

Joe stood up a bit straighter, his eyes widening slightly, "Oh, really?"

You nodded, "Yeah. Something just didn't feel," you sighed, unsure of what to say, "I don't know. Didn't feel right."

Joe frowned, "I'm sorry."

You shrugged, "It's okay. I'm glad to still have him as a friend." you put your hands on your hips and smirked, deciding to tease Joe, "I bet you're relieved though."

"W-what?" He laughed, a nervous smile making its way onto his face. He was worried Evan said something about that conversation in the group chat from a couple weeks ago.

"That I'm not screwing around with one of your teammates."

He chuckled, "Oh, yeah. I'm so relieved." Both of you laughed.

You looked at the clock on the stove, seeing that it was passed midnight. You let out a yawn and turned back to Joe, seeing him lean against the counter and throw his head back as his eyes were closed.

"I'm sorry again, about tonight." you said quietly, rubbing your arm as you spoke.

Joe opened his eyes and smiled softly, "Y/n, stop apologizing, please. It was nothing. I just wanted to show you how sorry I was for earlier."

You nodded in response. You did appreciate his kind gesture, and you definitely do accept his apology.

Joe yawned and stretched his arms as he said, "Well I'm going to head to bed."

"Me too."

He smiled, "G'night Y/n."

"Night Joe." you said softly as he walked out of the kitchen and to his bedroom. You sighed and looked out into the living room, seeing the Tv was still playing How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. You stepped out of the kitchen and looked down the hall, calling out for Joe before he went into his room for the night. He stopped by his door, turning around and leaning against the frame as he looked at you.

"Maybe tomorrow night we could heat up takeout and watch the movie?"

Joe smiled, "Sounds good to me, sweets." He walked into his room and shut the door behind him.

Your breath hitched at the name. Sweets. That's what Joe has been calling you since the first day you met. You think he started saying it as a way to flirt with you, but of course he's not doing that anymore. The name has just stuck.

You smiled to yourself as you stood alone in the hallway.

Tonight was very bittersweet. You are a little disappointed with how your date with Evan went, but you’re also so glad you and Joe were able to move past the argument you had earlier.

Shortly after Joe went to bed, you did the same. You needed a good nights sleep after the long day you had today.

You don't know how your day will go tomorrow, but you do know at least your night in with Joe tomorrow night will be much more enjoyable than your day was today.

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Joe's pov:

*a couple days later*

I pushed Jessica and I into the apartment, her hands going up to my hair and pulling at the loose strands of my dark blonde hair as we made out. I put one of my hands on her ass, gripping it which made her moan.

"Oh Joe," She pulled away and wet her lips as she looked up at me and pleaded desperately, "Please."

I brought her into my bedroom, closing the door behind me and pulling my shirt off with one swift motion. She pulled her black mini skirt off and threw it to the side. She crossed her arms and took off the leopard print crop top she was wearing, leaving her in nothing but a lace thong and strapless bralette. I gently pushed her down onto the bed and began to kiss down her body. Goosebumps appearing on her soft skin as my lips made contact with her collarbone. Her long manicured nails scratched down my back as I bit at her skin.

"Wait," Jessica breathed out. I pulled back from her, looking down at her sprawled out body.

"Let me take care of you..." she whispered sultrily. Suddenly I was flipped onto my back and Jessica was now the one that was trailing kisses along my body. I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath as she kissed along my neck and chest. Her hair tickling my skin as she moved her way down my body. She licked a stripe down my abdomen, swirling her tongue over my belly button before sucking at the skin of my v-line. I opened my eyes and looked down at her, taking in her features.

That Y/h/c hair...

Those pretty Y/e/c eyes...

Those pink lips and that sweet smile...

Oh and those soft hands...

"Oh Y/n." I moaned out blissfully.

Oh god. My eyes widened as I realized what I had just said.

Jessica's movements stopped and she snapped her head up to look at me.

"Who the hell is Y/n?"

Nice going Joe...

"I'm sorry, I-."

Jessica scoffed and stood up from the bed. I stood up too, trying to stop her and explain myself but it was too late. She grabbed her clothes from the floor, quickly putting them on her body and leaving the apartment without saying another word.

I sat down on my bed in disbelief. I cant believe I just did that! Why the hell was I thinking about Y/n!? I rubbed my hands down my face and let out a loud sigh.

To be completely honest...

All I could think about during my date with Jessica was Y/n.

Y/n has been on my mind a lot lately and I truly don't know why. I'll admit, I was a little jealous when she had a little fling going on with Evan. This sounds awful, but I was even a bit happy when she told me that they decided to just be friends.

But I thought it was normal for me to feel like that.

Any guy would be jealous that their roommate who happens to be a girl is going out with one of their best friends, right?

I laid down on my bed and sighed once again. So many thoughts were going through my mind. But they all ended up leading to the same thing, well, person: Y/n.

I truly don't know what it is that I'm feeling about her, and I certainly don't know what to do. Help a guy out here!

Hell, Maybe the guys will be able to help me figure my feelings out...

They'll definitely know how to help, right?

hey loves!!

i apologize that this wasn't out sooner. i originally planned for it to be up on wednesday, but i've been so busy on spring break that i haven't had much time to write. hopefully you understand that :) thank you so much for your patience though!

also, this chapter was a little all over the place (much like all the other chapters are lol) but i hope you still enjoyed it!

i know i say this a lot, but it really means so much i me. thank you SO much for all of your love and support for this series!! it makes me so happy seeing everyone excited for more updates! with that being said, i'll have more updates coming soon ;)

hope you are all doing well!!🤍

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[adminbryantsaki]

Inflation (pre pregnancy)

eaturing  Naga! Luna! Hizashi Yamada x Werewolf! Alpha! Shouta Aizawa.

(I don’t own Hizashi Yamada/ Present Mic or Shouta Aizawa/ Eraserhead. Horikoshi Kohei does. If this isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee, Move on Reader discretion is advised. This is Day one of nine of my first year of Mayternity. I hope you enjoy.)

If you all don’t know what a Luna is, here is what it is in a nutshell for those new to my blog or those that need a reminder: A Luna is an Alpha with both sets of genitals (A penis and a uterus) and this specific Dynamic can get pregnant and impregnate others at the same time. A Luna is also more submissive when in a relationship with an Alpha.

TW: Mpreg, egg pregnancy, water inflation, Cum inflation, ABO dynamics, Smut scene, Pregnancy kink, Egg inflation, hand job, blowjob, overall gay sex.

WC: 2,328

Hizashi was walking around his home, doing some daily chores when he felt something drop into his lower stomach. He cursed under his breath and went into the master bedroom where his nest was. He slid into it and laid there for a few minutes as he felt more of what he knew now was eggs dropping down into his uterus. He grabbed the plug-in electric heating pad and transformed into his Naga form, coiling around the heating device to try and soothe some of his pains he got when he was ovulating. He grabbed his phone and texted his mate to bring home some of his favorite caramel brownie ice cream since that is what he was craving. He then set his phone aside and curled up under the old, faded yellow sleeping bag that he stole from being thrown in the trash when Aizawa received a new one from him the previous Christmas and took a nap. He woke up when Shouta came through the door with a plastic bag in hand containing a pint of the requested ice cream and a spoon. He set them at the entrance of the nest and watched as they were quickly snatched up and pulled into the depths of the blanket tent that simulated a cave. He chuckled and peeked inside to see his mate coiled up around the heating pad and already devouring the sweet treat. He looked in his direction and slithered to the entrance of the cave.

“You feeling better now?” Shouta asked.

“I will be once you get in here to hold me.” Hizashi spoke and went back to eating his ice cream.

“I’m going to go shower and get changed. I don’t think you want my sweaty self in your nest after patrolling.” He spoke. Hizashi hissed from within and Shouta went to go shower, coming back a few minutes later wearing t-shirt and sweatpants. He knelt to the entrance of the cave and peek inside.

“Can I come in?” He asked. Hizashi nodded and let him come into his nest. Once inside, Shouta was wrapped up in his partner’s coils with his upper torso on his own.

“Someone missed me, huh?” He asked. Hizashi nodded and cuddled into his partner as a few more eggs dropped down into his womb, causing his stomach to swell out more and a whimper to escape from his lips. Shouta noticed this and put a hand gently on his mate’s swollen stomach and sighed.

“How long has this been going on?” He asked.

“Since this afternoon. It hurts and I don’t know if I can hold many more.”

“I’m not taking them again. Not since last time. Laying those suckers were a literal pain in my ass.” Shouta spoke in a tone that told the other that was serious and not amused.

“Fine. I’ll try to hold them. Hopefully I can get some days off from work. There’s no way I can move easily with the eggs in me.” He spoke.

“I don’t know if Nezu will let you have days off. It’s the final exams week.” He spoke.

“Well, I believe you can do it. Besides, We were talking about trying again for babies, right? Let’s try this time.” He spoke and kissed him gently.

“Alright. Let’s try for a baby, but after Finals week. That’s enough stress as it is.” He spoke and kissed him back.

“Sounds good.”

Throughout the next week of finals, Hizashi’s stomach only got bigger. He had to take more breaks when walking throughout the halls of the school and had more back pains too.

 Soon he was called into the principal’s office where he sat down in the chair across from Nezu.

“Oh my, what I’ve heard has been true then. Mr. Yamada, It has been brought to my attention that you should be excused from being in the final exam this year. I understand that you and Mr. Aizawa have been trying for a baby this time and I understand about the process you do to have a child. What I am saying is that you should take the rest of the week off and go home to rest. Another teacher will take your place in the final exams this week.” Nezu told him.

“Thank you. I’ll enjoy the rest.” He spoke and stood up slowly, walking back to the office to gather up his things and head home. On the way home, he stopped by the local convenience store to pick up some soda and water to drink when he got home. He was tired of how tight and itchy his stomach had gotten over the past few days and he wanted to fix that by inflating himself with the liquids he bought. He was moody and irritable with the size his stomach had grown to. It looked like he had swallowed a cantaloupe whole. He had to break out his larger hero outfit he requested the first time he let his clutch develop in him since his normal one couldn’t zip up after the first day after he let them grow inside of him.

He kicked his boots off and laid out on the couch to let his back finally rest after a long day on his feet. He knew that Shouta wouldn’t be home until later that night so he turned the TV on and moved to changed into a t-shirt and into his naga form. When he was in his Naga form, his appetite and capacity was always increased. He slithered into the kitchen and grabbed the bag of two 2-liter sodas he bought along with the gallon of water and went over to the couch and coiled up on the couch, beginning his inflation session.

He was about halfway into the first 2-liter bottle before he stopped and rubbed his stomach as it was so stretched out by the good half-dozen eggs that had him bloated and uncomfortable.  

He received a text from Shouta a couple hours after he had been sent home.

“Hey, you okay? Nezu told me what happened. Can I get you anything?” He texted.

“I want you to bring me some more water. I’m trying to inflate to get room for the eggs. They’re huge and making me uncomfortable. Food might be good too.” He texted back.

“Alright. I’ll bring some food and water later. Just take it easy, okay? I love you.” He responded.

A few hours later, Hizashi’s head turned when the front door opened and his partner walked through.

“Hizashi, I’m home!” He called out and slipped his boots off and walked into the living room where he found Hizashi laid out on the couch looking bloated and uncomfortable. The naga looked up to his partner and reached out to him. Shouta walked closer and held him close.

“What’s going on?”

“I want these eggs out. I can’t walk far, I’m always hungry, my skin is tight and itchy, and I want you to either fertilize them tonight or let me lay them. Nezu had me go home because someone commented on how I looked in the school and was concerned about my well-being. Was it you that said something?” Hizashi asked as Shouta handed him a bag with take-out food.

“I did say something. I didn’t know how to tell you to go home and rest. Especially since we’re going to try for a baby this time.” Shouta spoke as he sat on the couch with Hizashi and put a hand on his swollen stomach. The voice hero nodded and ate the food his mate brought him and downed the rest of the soda he had bought earlier and burped to relieve some of the pressure that had built up in his stomach, receiving stomach rub from Shouta after he had groaned out in relief.

“Feeling better?” He asked. Hizashi nodded and leaned into his mate.

“I want the rest of the water… then… I want you to fertilize the eggs. I’m tired of carrying them around. My back hurts and I want to be pregnant with them already. They have developed enough and I think they will be healthy.” He explained. Shouta smirked and kissed his cheek.

“Then get chugging, my dear. If you’re good, I’ll fill you more with my seed.” He spoke and took the cap off the gallon jug he had brought home from after work and set it on top Hizashi’s large and round bump that resembled a large watermelon by now. The naga glared at him, but took the jug and began to chug the liquid within. He moaned quietly when he felt his stomach swell out with the liquid absorbing into the food he had eaten earlier. He kept chugging until he finished off the chug and gasped for air once he was done and looked over to Shouta who was blushing hard at the size of his partner’s stomach.

He met his eyes and stood up, reaching to help him up and move into the bedroom where he laid him down and kissed him deeply. Shouta stripped his clothes off and found the slit below his mate’s stomach that would give him entrance to Hizashi’s womb and his eggs he had been doing so well to hold for so long.  Hizashi let out a moan when his sensitive slit was teased at and he willingly let it open for his partner. Once, Shouta was given access to his entrance, he slid his hard and throbbing member into him, filling the aching hole of his mate and the pair let out groans of relief simultaneously. Shouta looked down at his mate as he slid fully, up and around his knot, into him. Hizashi moaned out and looked up at Shouta.

“Please, get it over with sooner rather than later.” He begged of him. Shouta smirked and began to thrust.

“Anything to make you happy.” He spoke as he settled into a fast and easy pace, thrusting into his mate.

“I wonder how big you’ll get once you make it to term, I bet you won’t be able to move easily.” Shouta teased as he soon got stuck in him with his knot.

“Mmm, so full. Please give me your knot, Alpha.” Hizashi begged. Shouta kissed him gently and thrusted into him hard and released his knot into his mate. Hizashi arched his back and moaned out when he was filled with his mate’s cum and his womb swelled out a bit. Shouta thrusted a little longer and his hand found his mate’s cocks, he began to pump them too, making sure his mate was as pleasured and blissed out as he was.

“C’mon, baby, cum for me.” He cooed and stroked him, his precum leaking out of both of the heads. Shouta pulled slowly out of his mate and went down on him, licking up the cum and taking both of the heads into his mouth, sucking and rolling his tongue over the heads and shafts of his partner’s members. Hizashi let out a string of moans and noises of pleasure as Shouta sucked him off. He fought off the urge to buck his hips up into his mate’s mouth for as long as he could until he couldn’t resist any longer and bucked his hips up and came into Shouta’s mouth. Shouta growled lowly and held Hizashi’s hips down as he finished sucking him off and pulled off his cocks. He found a nearby towel from their nightstand and cleaned them both off.

“You did so good for me, Hizashi. Do you want to stay here or go take a bath?” He asked quietly.

“ Want to stay here. I don’t want to move.” He responded as his slit closed back up tightly so none of Shouta’s cum would leak out. Shouta nodded and crawled up the bed to lay next to his partner and rub soothing circles on his stomach. They both passed out soon after.

About two weeks later.

Hizashi was pacing back and forth within the bathroom. He was waiting for a result from a pregnancy test and he couldn’t be any more nervous. All the bloating and swelling from his ovulation cycle had gone down for the most part, he still had a little bit of a stomach from being stretched out but he was at least happy to fit back into his normal hero costume. Shouta was waiting on the other side of the bathroom, waiting for the results of the pregnancy test along with Hizashi. There was an audible beep from the bathroom and shuffling. There was silence for a little too long so Shouta knocked before entering.

“Everything okay?” He asked.

“Yeah. Everything is perfect… we’re going to be parents.” Hizashi spoke. and showed Shouta the pregnancy test which showed positive. Shouta teared up and hugged Hizashi.

“I’m so happy. I’m glad it worked this time.” He spoke and kissed Hizashi all over his face. “I’m happy too.” He spoke.

[kyoosoup]

my younger brother and I were bored and got to talking about our favorite foods and the best food/food experiences we've had so far in our lives, so I thought I'd share our results

this conversation started somewhere with me mentioning my brother's favorite strawberry smoothie and asking him how he would rate it on a scale from 1-10. He gave it a solid 9. Now although I can't personally say that I enjoy that smoothie as a 9/10, I cannot argue with it as I know it has quite a bit of potential. I've just never liked strawberries as much as others may. I personally am more of a mango person. But, nevertheless, I can imagine the joy the specific smoothie might bring someone.

I followed up my inquiry with asking my brother what else he would give a similar or better rating than the smoothie. we ended up agreeing that the first time we tried cream soda was also a 9/10 ranking. I also offered up the ice cream floats we used to have at our grandparents' house, and my brother countered with the chocolate milk that we had there. we agreed that both of those hit the spot. Solid 9/10s , or perhaps higher. I remember on a roadtrip I drank a strawberry daiquiri or something and i was obsessed with it but I couldn't tell you what it tasted like and I honestly had forgotten about its existence until today

We then got to discussing foods. It was without question that the best food we had consumed thus far was sushi. Specifically the sushi two of our friends brought us and our brother to. the chef prepared it in front of us and each piece of sushi melted in our mouths. My brother gave this experience an 11/10. And I agree. but we also realized that this would have been only a 10/10 had we not gone with those specific friends. shared joy or something.

what else were the best specific foods we've had? I couldn't think of a specific day that stood out, but I really enjoy my mom's wonton soup. I have never had better wonton soup than when my mom makes it. 10/10. The first time I had Xiao long bao would also be a top food experience. Eating a hot dumpling with soup inside??? yummy. 10/10 would recommend. When we were younger, my brothers and I used to be addicted to har gow. They are still pretty good, but I don't think I can say they are the same level as they were. But at their peak, also 10/10s. In another genre of food, I remember a specific burger I had at home one day. It was loaded with the toppings and for added flavor my dad offered me truffle mustard. I think that might've been the best burger I've ever had because I still think about it whenever I eat a burger. And I compare my burgers to it still 10/10. Another specific memory was I went on a trip with my dad to Albany and I barely remember anything about that trip except we stopped at an old lady's house (I assume we knew her somehow but idk) and that's where I had the best peanut butter and jelly sandwich I've ever had and ever will have. It might've been grilled I can't remember, but I remember eating it and it was perfect. I don't even like PBJ thatttt much but that one specific sandwich was so good. Some of the first times I had good steak were probably 10/10s. One time my dad made an egg salad sandwich or something idk I can't remember it had a bunch of random stuff on it but it was really good. I still think about it sometimes.

In a similar manner my brother and I talked about desserts. Brownies are consistently good, at least when my mom makes it. My brother said my mom's red velvet brownies were one of his top picks, and I think I can agree with that. Both 10/10s. I think the first time I had lava cakes would be another. Also the first time I had red bean soup with mochi. man I kinda want that now. I used to LOVE red bean soup (I still do and thinking about this is making me hungry I haven't eaten anything today yet). 10/10. The first time I had mango ice cream mochi. These frozen oranges I remember eating at a restaurant in a city?? when I was really young. But I'd say my top snack/dessert experience was when my mom was making up a snickerdoodle cookie recipe and me and my brothers were playing outside and she had us try the cookies and they were warm and yeah that was the best. 11/10 perhaps. Snickerdoodles are still pretty good .

I'm trying to think if there were any more specific food experiences but I'm having trouble thinking and all this food talk is making me hungry.

if you made it this far you should do a jumping jack

[themultifandomgal]

Tyler Hoechlin- Our Love

First Date

September 2010

6 months into filming the first season of Teen Wolf. Tyler asked me out on a date. I know I had a rule about not dating co-stars but Tyler is my type and on top of that is kind, caring and so funny how could I say no. This won't be the first time we've gone out to eat just the two of us, but this time we're calling a date which is kinda nerve racking

We arrive at a restaurant that I had never been to before and head in

"Hi we have a table booked for 2 at 7" I say to the waitress. She looks me up and down then looks at Tyler looking him up and down

"Name?" she says looking back at me

"YLN"

"Follow me" the waitress says. I glance at Tyler who looks nervous. We follow the waitress to our seats and sit down "here are your menus. What are you drinking?"

"I'll have a beer"

"And I'll just have a coke please" with that the woman walks off

"Well isn't she a ray of sunshine" Tyler says making me giggle

"Maybe she's had a long day and has had to deal with rude customers"

"Maybe" Tyler hums. We both look at the menus, I already know what I'm going to have since I have looked on their online menu.

When the waitress comes back I notice her shirt buttons are undone a little more than before, showing off her cleavage. I roll eyes a little

"What can I get you to eat?" the waitress smiles at Tyler holding her note pad

"I'll have herb roasted chicken" the woman then looks at me with a deadpan looks

"And you?"

"Can I get the creamy garlic chicken pasta" the waitress huffs and walks away muttering something to herself "I think she either knows who you are or you she finds you very attractive or both" I chuckle

"You jealous?" Tyler wiggles his eyebrows

"Definitely not. I have no reason to be. It's not like we're dating"

"But we are on a date"

"Yes, but how do we know that this will go any further?"

"Well I know I'd like more dates" Tyler gives me a small smile

"If your luckily" I smiles back.

40 minutes later our food arrives. The waitress continues to flirt with Tyler, but completely ignores me

“I think you were right about the waitress”

“Why?”

“She’s left her number on a napkin” he chuckles showing me

“You going to ring it?” I ask

“Not a chance” I don’t know why but this makes me feel really happy. I take a bite of my food and almost moan at how good the food is “I’m guessing that’s good?”

“Sorry, just barley eaten today and I don’t think I’ve ever had pasta this nice”

“Don’t apologise” Tyler shakes his head “just save room for dessert”

“Oh there’s always room for dessert” our waitress comes over with refills. She places Tyler’s down, but then ‘slips’ and my coke goes all down my WHITE summer dress

“Oh no, let me get you some napkins” the waitress says. You can hear the fakeness in her voice. She walks away, probably smirking

“Did she….?”

“Yeah” I sigh

“You want to head off?” Tyler asks

“Can we? Im going to get sticky and it’s gonna just stay damp” Tyler nods his head and without asking for the bill he puts down some notes. We get up and leave.

On the way home I notice that Tyler missed the turning for my apartment. Frowning I look at Tyler

“You missed the turning”

“I know, but we didn’t get to finish our date. We still need to have dessert. I’ve got brownies and ice cream. I’ll even warm the brownies up”

“Sounds wonderful, but my dress…”

“You can borrow some clothes don’t worry. I’m sure one of my shirts can look like a dress on you”

“Thanks”

We arrive at Tyler’s apartment while he’s filming for Teen Wolf. Walking through his apartment door wasn’t quite what I expected. I kinda thought his apartment would be a little messy, but it’s immaculate. It’s so bright at open as well, just looks so good

“I’ll grab you something to wear and then you can use the bathroom to get changed” I nod my head in response and watch Tyler walk into a room that I’m guessing is his bedroom. I look around noticing a photo of him with I’m guessing his family “I got you a shirt and some sweats that should fit if you turn the band down a few times

“Thank you” I smile taking the clothes from him

“I’ll get our dessert ready”

I head into the bathroom and change out of my wet clothes and put on Tyler’s. They smell of him…. oh shit this isn’t good.

[seariii]

oh oh oh!! how fun!! holi cosita ♡♡♡

2, 11, 12, 14, 18, 21, 24, 29, 31, 40, 46, 47? ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ lo siento its a lot, i am a curious boy

HOLIIIIIIII CREATURE MI PEDACITO DE CIELO!!! I LOVE UUU <3333

those are quite a bit of questions hehe i had already answered a couple!!! but lets see~ (14 31, 21)

... Since these are more than a couple I'm gonna put it under the cut hehe

2. lighter or matches?

i really like fire!!! what? oh okay i really like setting things on fire!!! eh? that wasnt the question? okay i love burning th- what do you mean still wrong? i like both!! but i dont like the little spinny thing from the lighter because if i play too much with it it hurts my fingers!!! i really like matches because they also smell very good after you put them out <3 i have an old sweatshirt with matches hehe

11. favorite extracurricular activity?

hmm.... dancing and singing, probably!! you already know this, but when i was little i went to dance classes!!! (ballet, jazz and tap)

12. what kind of day is it?

yesterday (when i started answering your questions) was kinda difficult.... but!! i have high hopes for today!!! hehe i have a date

18. what hair products do you use?

hmm i use hair cream (?) and sometimes oil/silk.... um shampoo and every once in a while conditioner?..... but there are particular ones that i like! especially from those last two! there are some that leave my hair feeling soft and healthy, i really like those! i particularly like the one that smells like coconut <3

24. if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

ooh! Hmm.... My first thought would be sitting down and talking.... I'd be under my umbrella because sunlight kills me <3 we would be listening to music... But I'd also really enjoy if we were in quiet, listening to the way the wind gently sways the leaves of the trees... If it's not too hot, maybe hugging/cuddling hehe or if it is hot, maybe eating ice cream or popsicles??

We could have some activities, but I really enjoy the thought of just relaxing with you in there

29. how do you like your shower water?

I'd say warm/hot!!! But... When it's very hot outside (you know I live in a very hot town jsjsj) I like it more on the colder side!

40. did you have any snacks today?

Chi! (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠) Remember I got 2 brownies? I ate the second one before leaving!! Thank you <333

46. favorite holiday film?

Oh! This one is a little difficult, I don't think I have one.... But the Home Alone movies ALWAYS came up on tv when I was little around Christmas, and usually we would sit through the middle part (I don't have many memories of the beginnings nor the endings of the movies?)

47. what was the last message you sent?

Si* "yeah dude the unnameable (fem)"

[ghostlyfleur]

g’mornin’, loves ♡

i feel like i had quite the 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑦𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒-𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒 morning. would you like to hear about it? ‘cause i’m going to tell you guys either way:

first, my mom and i went to the bakery two blocks up my road, bought doce de leite rocambole and brownies and ice cream for breakfast ;

secondly, as we walked down to our house, i picked up a pretty white and yellow plumeria that fell on the ground ;

afterwards, as we walked a few steps, a pretty caramel cat meowed very!! loudly!! in our ears, scaring the shit out of us— he was perched on a house’s gate about only 30cm from my head, maybe less, so it scared me ‘cause i didn’t see him before and he was loud ;

the kids in the playground across the street all looked at us ‘cause we shouted lol ;

but the thing is, i felt bad for jumping and yelling when this cutie cat was clearly just saying “𝐡𝐢 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!” so i gave him my flower and HE TOOK IT after meowing a “𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮!”— i’m sure he was communicating with me. cutest thing ever! ;

as we got home, i took care of my plant pots and flowers in the backyard while our poodle ran around chasing the butterflies that always feed on one of the big bunches of orange geraniums we have ;

went up the house and had breakfast + coffee with zero lac milk and cinnamon ;

then i found a bee 🐝 drowning in the kitchen sink!!! 🥺 </3 the poor thing!!! so i took a piece of paper towel and got her out and put her on one of my plant pots in the kitchen sill so she could have her wings air dried and it worked!!! she was okay in a minute or two and flew away 🥹 <3 it’s amazing how animals just know when you’re trying to help them, so they let you! quite rewarding

i’m feeling like 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑎, like a disney princess that lives deep in the woods with animals and talks to them and has them help her out with little every day things.

👰🏼‍♀️🕊️🌤️🕯️🐈 🍵🌻🧺🐝

how are you guys, though? taking care of yourselves, i hope! please go drink a glass of water, have something yummy to eat, do something that comforts you, stretch and move your body, don’t overwork yourself, maybe listen to some music? do some self care? treat yourself kindly.

i love you guys whole bunches ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

[strandedbuckley]

BUTTCHEEKS AND BROWNIES

okay, @chaotictarlos and i were tossing ideas around, and the thought of 'nothing but an apron' popped into my head, and this happened.

warnings: dom!carlos at the end, food!play, tk walking around with nothing but an apron on, also walking around fully nude for a lil moment, mdni

author's note: omg..... hahaha. this is unedited and only read through once by myself, so i hope it's somewhat decent

TK felt all excited and tingly as he stripped. His belt went first, followed by his pants, his shirt, and his boxers. He threw everything into the hamper in the bedroom, and then, naked to the world- or to his home and the one opened window, that is- he wandered back to the kitchen.

He made a small 'o' with his mouth when the breeze drifting from the open window made contact with his uncovered nipples, causing them to stiffen instantly. It made his cock twitch. It really didn't take much to get TK going, but he was a little surprised that a teeny gust of wind was all it took to get him half-hard already.

He supposed it had something to do with the plans he'd made for tonight. The thought of those plans made him shiver, his dick now at full attention. He really was just so desperate for it tonight. He blushed when he glanced down at the floor and saw his own arousal in his shadow, long and ready to be touched however Carlos saw fit when he got home.

TK made his way to the kitchen counter. He took the folded apron he laid out not too long ago, and proceeded to pull it over his head. He circled the ties around his waist twice before creating a knot. He tightened it a little, loving the slight pressure against his skin, and then the timer started to ring.

TK switched off the oven, bending down to carefully took out the contents, before practically throwing the gooey treats onto the side, startled by Carlos, who he hadn't even heard come in.

"Oh, please, don't stop on my account." Carlos was resting against the counter, arms folded, one brow raised. His eyes travelled the length of TK's body, appreciating every inch. "I was enjoying the view."

"Good." TK replied, more than happy to see his fiancé was home, more than happy for his plans to begin. "We're having an after-shift midnight snack. Want one?"

TK cuts a corner of the brownie from the tray and offers it to Carlos, who shakes his head, causing TK to frown. He's about to question Carlos' rejection, but then he's pleasantly surprised by the request that stops him.

"Feed it to me."

TK nods, then lifts the brownie to Carlos' mouth. He can't tear his eyes away as he watches Carlos slowly bite into the chocolate. He eats the piece in four small bites, then purposefully makes a show of licking his lips and fingers when he's done. He ends his little show with a wink, causing TK to blush, his cock twitching underneath the think material of his apron.

He tries to ignore it for a moment. He wants to have everything ready before he drags Carlos to the bedroom where's he laid a towel on their bed in preparation for the mess. He doesn't want to cum already, just from the way Carlos is watching him; he wants to savour tonight, take it slow.

"Uh, we need ice cream." He opens up the freezer and pulls out a new, unopened carton, then moves to the fridge. "And I cut up some strawberries, too."

"So, TK... is there an explanation as to why you aren't wearing boxers under that apron?"

"Correction; I'm not wearing anything under this apron."

"Oh. So then, you are trying to seduce me, huh?" Carlos whispers, then closes the short distance between them.

His hands slide around to TK's waist, his fingertips running small circles there. The gentle touch makes TK's cock jump, and thinks he may alrady be leaking precum. God, he's so ready for the next couple of hours.

TK smirks when Carlos presses his entire front flush to his back. He can feel Carlos' growing erection against his ass, as a wandering hand moves down to take a hold of his own over his apron.

"Ah. Carlos, please."

"You're so worked up, love. All needy and wet already. What were you planning for us, hm?"

Carlos' thumb presses against the slit of TK's head, the pre-cum smearing against the apron, causing a wet mark on the material.

"Hm, Tyler? What did you have planned?"

"The brownies. Ice cream, mmm, was gonna—"

TK doesn't get a chance to finish when Carlos suddenly drops to his knees. He gasps when he feels coldness against his rear, and he momentarily wonders how he didn't notice Carlos take the ice cream tub from the counter.

"This? You wanted to play with your food?" TK nods enthusiastically as Carlos uses a spoon to drop cold vanilla between his plump cheeks.

It dribbles down, and TK bucks into nothing but air when it passes over his hole. "Yes! God, yes. Mm, I wanted to paint you with chocolate and ice cream and lick it all off of you. Was gonna get the squirty cream out, too. Suck it off your big cock before you split me open on it."

"That so?" Carlos chuckles at TK's rambly outburst, his mind flicking through images of everything he'd said. He stands again, turning TK around to face him. "Tell me... did you prep yourself?"

"N-no, not today."

"Good." Carlos smiles. "That's my job. Now, I think we can make these plans come true, darlin'. Only, I think you'll be my canvas instead. Now... go lie down on the bed while I bring everything in. Yes?"

TK nods, nearly tripping when he hears Carlos praise him as he heads for the bedroom. 

"Good boy."

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