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[keeps-ache]

what if i reran............ 4 bajillion things in 15 minutes.................. what if i di dthat...........................

[wisebilly]

lost my stylus .

[togament]

⤷ ume, sakura, nirei, kiryu, kaji, togame, suo, endo.

"he wants to make you smile so he left you a little note. What'd he write and where'd he hide it? I got you."

⤷ 𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF!!!!, g/n reader, suo's kinda scares me ngl, I feel guilty for togame pls be patient with him He Is Trying, ENDO IS SCARY, nirei is very sweet oh MY GOD, all the fluff all the fluffies!!!!!!!

♯ 𝐔𝐌𝐄

"You found it! ◡̈ I just wanted to drop a little sunshine for my sunshine while I go get some sunshine ☼ You're my favorite person in the world and I hope this note makes your heart do a little happy dance like mine does whenever I see you. If you find this (and you did!! Yay!) it means you're awesome and that I'm so lucky to have you in my life. I love you!!!!! Your Number One Fan, 🍑"

Little doodles and happy scribbles!!!! You can tell he was smiling so widely when he wrote everything out for you -- it's like you can feel his happiness radiating from his writing it's very infectious. He just loves you that much.

(hid it in your favorite mug for you to find in the morning when he's out tending to his garden.)

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♯ 𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈

"Hey, love. Just a quick note to remind you how much I appreciate everything you do. For me and the boys. Your support means the absolute world to me. Don't forget to take your vitamins today -- gotta take care of yourself too, alright? I love you. - T."

Thankful and doting!!!!!! Vaguely smells like him too so you know he kept the note right by his jacket pocket for a while before sneaking it into its rightful hiding spot. His handwriting is sharp and you know he wrote it quick. He probably wrote it while on patrol.

(hid it inside your vitamin case that you use daily so you find it easily.)

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♯ 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀

"I'm not really good with this whole cutesy stuff, but I wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you. You make my days better (even if I don't say it right). Love you. Lots. - S. P.S. there's chocolate for you in the fridge :)"

Clumsy and cute, the note has little writing indents of past notes he's written and promptly thrown away. He settled for this one because you're stirring awake beside him and he doesn't wanna get caught lmao

(Has the note hidden in one of the books you're currently reading, right where your bookmark is.) ────

♯ 𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐈

"Whoops. You found me. Wanted to leave you a little surprise! I'm planning on something fun for us real soon, but until then (tonight!!) I hope this note makes you smile as much as you make me smile every day. You're the best! I can't wait to see you. - your bunny."

Bright and cheery, much like Nirei is. Of course he has something planned for the both of you by the end of the day and he's keeping it a secret... But you know him. Something's bound to slip from his lips when you meet up with him tonight. Promise to act surprised?

(He hides it inside your pencil box because he knows you use it on the daily.)

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♯ 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐔

"Sweetheart! ♡ Surprise! I just wanted to leave a little reminder of how much I adore you. If you find this note, it means you didn't wait for me to play with you ( •̀ - •́ ) kidding! Can't wait to start our new game tonight. I love youuuu!! - forever your Player Two ♡"

Written on a purple and pink post-it, it's spritzed with his perfume. His penmanship is remarkable too. Playful and sweet!!!!! It makes you extremely giddy and excited to meet up with him later. You know for a fact he's got his space set and decked out in fairy lights for your game night. Gotta wait for a couple more hours though UGHHHSHAS

(has it neatly hidden inside the game case of the new game you both have been dying to play.)

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♯ 𝐊𝐀𝐉𝐈

"Before anything, don't get mushy on me. Just wanted to say you're pretty great and I'm glad you're around. Found this album at the shop. Remembered you saying you wanted to listen to them, so I guess that's my way of saying I care. Listen to it with me later. - Ren. ♡"

neatly written on a post-it note, you kinda think it could be printed out. It's crazy. Short and concise, you can tell he had his brows furrowed when he wrote this for you. He's trying!!!!!! He really is!!!! You know he'd bring some food for the both of you when you meet up. He's a romantic at heart.

(has it taped to the CD he bought for you right next to your player.)

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♯ 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄

"I'm probably late again, aren't I? Big surprise. I promise I'm working on it, but in the meantime, I thought I'd leave you a little reminder that you're amazing and that I promise I'll always be worth the wait. Thank you for being so patient with me, doll. I love you. A lot. Bringing your favorite dish tonight. Kame Special. -🐢"

HE'S TRYINGGG AAAASJKDKJASD!!!!!! As you read, you can practically hear the slight purr in his voice and he sounds so apologetic too. HE'S TRYING HE'S TRYINGGJAKJDS he loves his sleep a bit too much, you see. Pepper him in kisses when you meet him tonight. He deserves as much.

(Snuck it inside your planner the night before your date so you'd find it when you go check on your schedule for the day. He's not late for your home date later, by the way.)

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♯ 𝐒𝐔𝐎

"My dove. Consider this a little hint: I've got a little something special planned for you, but you'll have to find more clues first and follow them. I promise you won't be disappointed. I'll be waiting for you tonight. Wear that dress that I love so much, yes? - Your Hayato."

uH OH. UH OH UH OH. Your man has you working for the surprise but that's such a him thing to do. At least he has something super cute planned by the end of it!!! If he says you won't be disappointed, he means it. HE MEANS IT.

(hid it inside the pocket of your coat that he knows you'll be using today. It's something you'd naturally reach into. Such a Suo thing to plan out.)

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♯ 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎

"Hey there, gorgeous. I know you're in the middle of pretending not to miss me while reading up on this chapter. It's my favorite one, by the way. If you find this note, it means I'm missing you too and totally not hiding underneath your bed or in your closet ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ See you in a sec. - Only Your Yams."

Ominous and teasing, much like Endo is. You kind of wanna check under your bed and in your closet but you know your boyfriend's just out to grab some coffee for the both of you. His handwriting is legible and super neat and he spritzed some of his favorite perfume on the note too. Mmmmm. Sandalwood and smoky vanilla.

(hid it between the pages of your favorite book with your bookmark replaced with a new one he bought for you. One of those fancy ones that can mark the words and stuff. Has to match his.)

a/n: I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING I FUNALLYNJASDJKASD HUHUHUHUHUUASHKAS thank you for reading through this. I feel very rusty.

[tainted-liquor]

⟡'Big Ass Attitude ☆ [21.10.23] - ft. Earth42 Miles G. Morales

☆彡 Ingredients: sugar, kisses, n a lil bit of smiles!

"Mamita, date prisa! Vamos a llegar tarde!" Miles called from downstairs, struggling to make his tie look normal. You groaned, adding the finishing touches to your makeup and gently gracing the shimmery silver brush across your nose and cupid bow. "Uh, yeah, Miles! I can't beat my face any faster," you groaned, throwing your brush back into its drawer with a little more force than you'd like to admit. "Please don't start, lil' girl," Miles replied, his low and slightly irritated voice filling your ears as he made his way up the steps and into your room. He leaned against the door frame as he looked you up and down, analyzing your beautiful red dress before turning his attention to his white collar.

"Oh sure, I won't start! Miles, get the fuck out of my room," You huffed, raising yourself from your ivory desk chair and making your way over to Miles. He gave you a sharp glare, eying you up and down with his mismatched emerald green and deep hazel eyes. "What did I just say?" he warned, rolling his eyes ever so slightly before stepping aside, giving you full access to the black-rimmed mirror on your bedroom door. "Mhm, whatever you say Gonzalo!" you muttered, nodding your head with faux compliance as you smoothed out the smooth and shiny fabric of your red dress. "Where'd you say we were going again love?" You asked, doing a half-turn in the mirror to see what your dress looked like from all angles.

Miles chuckled lowly at your usual snide remarks. It's not that he didn’t care, you just always wanted the last word and he thought it was funny. The way you’d stop him mid-sentence, pressing an unwavering finger to your lips as an indication for him to stop talking. He never got bored of the way you’d grab whatever it was you wanted, eagerly gesturing to whatever the new item of interest was before asking, no, telling him that you were gonna get this one. IT worked out perfectly, with Miles being fine with virtually anything while you dragged him along with you for every bumpy ride you had in store.

The red glittery material twinkled under your room's industrial white lighting, casting soft red highlights on the warm white of your bedroom walls. You fluffed out your curls, leaning on one leg as you gave yourself a final look through the reflective glass. While waiting for Miles to answer, you eyed him through the mirror, watching as his eyes became transfixed on your dress. He watched as the shimmery fabric found purchase on every ounce of skin it could find, highlighting every beautiful imperfection in its shiny path. Dear god, he won.

"Well damn, you wanna borrow it next?" you chuckled, turning around to face him before grabbing your bag from off your vanity desk. He cleared his throat, snapping his eyes shut before letting out a half-amused sigh. "I got tickets to this fancy-ass theater from my coach...something about MVP," he shrugged, holding your upper waist like the most precious gem in the world. To Miles, you were nothing short of something carved and molded from angels; their gentle and heavenly hands spent years perfecting their craft to give birth to the most gorgeous model to ever walk the clouds above. You were too beautiful to walk the heavens, so here you breathe, blessing the world with your beauty.

"You ready to go? We got like 35 minutes, 'n I still wanna watch out for traffic” He reminded, putting away most of the makeup you left open on top of your maple oak vanity. "Yeah, c’mon,” you nodded, quickly shoving your perfume, lipgloss, house keys, and phone into your small handbag. You gasped when you reached the car, earning a soft and concerned glare from your boyfriend. His beautiful face glowed under the soft glare of the moonlight and New York neons, properly illuminating the depth in each of his facial features. “¿Qué pasa, qué necesitas?” He queried, instantly turning around to see what was wrong. 

You looked up at him, deep black irises shining and glittering under the ghostly hue of ‘spotlight’, placing your delicate hands on either side of Miles’s shoulders. “I left my bracelet in the house…can you get it for me pleaseee~?” You whined, leaving a soft trail of delicate kisses along the side of his jaw and right next to his lips, barely ghosting his now-prominent dimple as a love struck smile creeped up on his face. He nodded drunkenly, eyes filled with nothing but adoration as he ran back in the cozy apartment to look for your glimmering rose-gold bracelet. He made quick work of tearing up the entire house, not stopping until he came across the gorgeous piece of jewelry then darting back out the door. Everyone else may know Miles to be a stoic and quiet young man, but that well-kept façade always seemed to crumble when faced by you.

“Thank you, boo!” You chirped, climbing into the passenger seat of Miles’s all black Tesla, courtesy of his uncle for his 17th birthday. The seats were ice cold, creating a numbing clash against the body heat of your skin as you felt goosebumps grow across every inch of your uncovered skin. This didn’t go unnoticed by Miles, who wasted no time in taking off his suit jacket and draping the soft silk across your shoulders in a heartbeat. “¿Estás bien?” He questioned, quickly starting up his car to jumpstart the heat as he reached to connect his phone to the car radio. You nodded, quickly smacking his hand away as you connected your phone to the speaker system instead.

“I give you my jacket…and you smack my hand?” He chuckled, giving you a small eye roll as he used one hand to guide himself out the crammed parking spot. You nodded, smiling at him brightly as you let the bass of ‘Not My Job’ by Flo fill the empty space of Miles’s car. “You always play like…CD osama or something-“

“DD Osama, love” he sniggered, biting back a louder laugh that threatened to leave his lips. You rolled your eyes, gently smacking the nape of his neck as he giggled louder. “Miles shut up you know what I meant” you scoffed, pretending to be annoyed and leaning against the passenger door, watching the city pass you by as your boyfriend broke into a fit of laughter. “Yes ma’am,” he corrected, using his free hand to hold the back of your seat's headrest, gently patting the plush leather to the rhythm of your playlist as you talked his ear off about your plans for the future. “And then, I wanna go into theatrical arts. We should buy a cute lil house for the two of us when we graduate! I’ll decorate it, and it’ll be soooo fuckin’ cute,” you rambled, scanning Miles’s features every now and again to check that he was really listening, and he was.

He clung to every word like a mother clinging onto her energetic baby; filled with pride and joy as her beautiful baby girl scoped out the world around her and mapped her way through the fog. He nodded along, keeping his eyes on the road but still sparing you attentive glances while you ranted about your sudden surge of baby fever and hopes for your future. It hadn't even occurred to you that the bumpy and traffic-clad ride was now long over, with you and Miles having found a spot in the parking lot over 15 minutes ago. Miles was leant over the cushioned arm rest, one hand supporting his head while his other wrist rested on his arm. “Oh shit, Miles, why didn’t you tell me we were here?” You gasped, quickly grabbing your things as Miles ran to open your car door.

“Sorry. Didn’t wanna interrupt you” He beamed, taking your hand in his as he led you out of the ink-stained vehicle and closing the door behind you. You lead Miles forward to the entrance, almost like you had been to the unfamiliar establishment before while your boyfriend followed closely behind you. He chuckled, resting his chin on your shoulder while he mumbled dangerously close to your ear. 

“I’ll let you know next time. I love you”

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[radioisntdead]

Good morning, as you have requests open can I get some Velvette x g/n! reader angst (perhaps ending with comfort) romance?

One night they overhear her talking negatively about them (not an overlord, lack of confidence, whatever) so they leave behind a note saying they were right to feel like she didn't actually love them and they've left, not saying where.

Good evening my dear! We are ending the cannibal streak with Velvette! WOO, It's late and I'm woozy, this became a song fic I'm sorry.

Velvette x reader,

Warnings!

Light angst, Valentino,

The song used: Moral of the story

You and Velvette met at a New Years party back in the 2000's, the air was heavy, you had a red solo cup with heavens knew what was in it, maybe Vodka and something? You didn't know, people were kissing, yelling, and whatever else.

So I never really knew you

When Velvette approached you, you felt like the luckiest person in the world, like nothing else in the room exist, she was only person there in your eyes,

When she talked about how boring the party was you found yourself agreeing with every word she said, her voice soothing to you.

God, I really tried to, Blindsided, addicted

The two of you died in a car accident, music was blasting from the radio, you were looking outside the window, and Velvette was texting and driving,

It was quick, she ran a red light and BAM, a truck hit the two of you causing the car to roll, glass shattered and the one thing you remember is reaching out to Velvette before everything went dark.

Felt we could really do this

You once told Velvette that you'd follow her to hell and back,

Guess that was true because guess where you ended up?

But really I was foolish

Things didn't change much as she rose to the top, becoming an overlord, teaming up with some guys named Vox and Valentino, Vox was decent enough but Valentino gave you the chills, he never did anything but still.

Velvette made sure to shield you from his business, you weren't allowed on his floor.

Hindsight, it's obvious

Velvette was never scared to demand things, to order things around, to get her hands somewhat dirty if needed, if she wanted it she got it

You weren't like that, you didn't like having blood on your hands, While Velvette treated service staff like they were an inconvenience you treated them with respect, like they were people.

Velvette didn't like that part of you, she liked it when it was towards her or maybe the other Vee's but no one else.

Talking with the cannibal She said, "Where'd you find this girl?"

You weren't having a good day, you and Velvette got into a argument over her spending too much time on her phone, you said that she loved that stupid thing more then you, she didn't deny it, just said that you were acting fucking crazy and left.

I said, "Young people fall in love, with the wrong people sometimes"

You had several things to do, some employees couldn't do their job properly and you didn't want to lash out of them, all you wanted to do was just relax with your fiancee, you got some flowers and an Emoji plush to give her as an apology.

Some mistakes get made

As you stood outside the door that lead to the Vee's living room you could hear muffled talking, a voice you could recognize was Velvette's.

That's alright, that's okay

You cracked the door open and peaked in, She was talking to Valentino.

You can think that you're in love

"Then They say that I love my phone then them! Like maybe if you weren't such a fuckin' loser that can't even order a coffee without almost crying I'd pay more attention to you!"

When you're really just in pain

You clutched the flowers, crushing the stems as you took a step back.

Some mistakes get made

"They aren't an overlord, the only they have any of this is because of me!" She said throwing herself onto the couch and went back to her phone, that damned phone.

That's alright, that's okay

Quietly and quickly you made your way to the room you shared with Velvette, you did your best not to slam the door indicating that you were back, you threw the flowers and plush into a trashcan before taking out a few suitcases.

No tears were shed, just anger, betrayal and disappointment flooded you.

In the end, it's better for me

You packed the clothes that were your favorites, you couldn't take everything since for one, Velvette gave you the majority, and two, she gave you a bunch of clothes.

Once You had everything packed you wrote a note giving a brief explanation, that you had heard what she said, and that since you were SUCH a loser, she should date a overlord instead.

That's the moral of the story, babe

You left the Vee's tower, without a single soul noticing, now standing on a random street corner you took a deep breath, you had enough money, from your OWN means, to get a hotel to stay at for maybe a week? Just until you could get an apartment or something.

It's funny how a memory

Velvette didn't notice you were gone until late the next day, she thought you were being petty avoiding her because of a little fight and she had decided to let you take the bedroom, sleeping in her office instead.

She supposed she should apologize because she loved you and she was tired of this.

Turns into a bad dream

She stepped into your shared room, not noticing anything missing, until a colorful object caught her eye from the trashcan, leaning down it was an emoji plush, cringey but it was soft, it was covering a bouquet of flowers, her favorites infact.

When running wild turns volatile

Her face twisted into confusion as she looked around, spotting the note you left on the bed.

She hadn't meant for you to hear her.

Remember how we painted our room, Just like the other Vee's did?

You were gone. She fucked up.

So romantic, but we fought the whole time

It was just a small fight right? The two of you would kiss and make up like usual, maybe watch a movie after, but you had left, you left her!

Should have seen the signs

She couldn't find you, anywhere.

Vox only got footage of you leaving the tower and nothing else, he spied on the ENTIRE ring and he couldn't find YOU?

Talking with the cannibal, She said, "Where'd you find this girl?"

You had stumbled upon the Hazbin hotel, you were welcomed by Charlie with open arms, she was ecstatic, you were the first sinner to join them after the extermination.

Said, "Some people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes"

Being away from Velvette was so...

Some mistakes get made

Freeing, it was as if you were spreading your wings for the first time in years, which you were! You'd been with Velvette for over a decade, not counting your life beforehand.

That's alright, that's okay

You loved Velvette, you truly did, but she didn't love you like you did her, she didn't act like it,

She thought you were on the weaker side.

You can think that you're in love

You had no interest in rising up the ranks, working instead on becoming a better person, with every exercise with the hotel residents you got more and more confident, changing your appearance along the way.

When you're really just in pain

After you more sinners came to the hotel, a few ready for redemption.

Some mistakes get made

You met someone, she had the most beautiful pink eyes that reminded you of pink lemonade, she was different then Velvette, you couldn't help but compare the two, Velvette was so... Cruel and she was so Soft, kind, she just killed a guy but that wasn't a deal breaker in your book.

That's alright, that's okay

It took time but the two of you grew close, you'd have lunch together, eventually that moved to sleepovers, movie nights, sweet words exchanged between the two of you.

You were apprehensive about entering a new relationship after Velvette, but it just felt right.

In the end it's better for me

Charlie was excited when you went to her for date ideas to take your newest sweetheart, she was so proud of you, you had come so far!

That's the moral of the story, babe

They say it's better to have loved and lost

Velvette searched for you, you due to plot armour and your changed appearance had managed to completely avoid Vox's cameras or Velvette's hunting you down, she regretted saying what she did, she wouldn't have said it if she knew you were listening!

Than never to have loved at all

You had decided to step out of the hotel with your dearest sweetheart, deciding to go out for a simple date, watch a movie and maybe shop around and grab a bite to eat

That could be a load of shit

Velvette had decided to go check out her competition's stores, going shopping at the same stores you did.

But I just need to tell you all

You didn't see her, and she almost didn't recognize you but she did.

Some mistakes get made

Her blood ran cold, or colder as she watched you dote on the lady next to you, arm wrapped around hers, holding her bags for her.

You had done that for her once upon a time.

That's alright, that's okay

She wanted to say something, like where have you been, I'm sorry, who the fuck is this, come home! Or something but she couldn't, she could only watch as you laughed at something she said, you used to laugh like that with her,

You SHOULD be laughing like that with her.

You can think that you're in love

Velvette's hand clenched into a fist, her fingers digging into her palm making indents.

When you're really just engaged

You should be with her, not whoever that wench was! The engagement ring she had accepted from you ages ago was still on her finger.

Where was yours?

Some mistakes get made

She watched as you walked away with her.

That's alright, that's okay

She finally moved, following in pursuit.

In the end it's better for me

You and your sweetheart were having a wonderful time, shopping around and the two of you were finally getting something to eat, you went to the cutest little café, and you walked back to the hotel holding hands.

That's the moral of this story

Some mistakes get made

Velvette knew where you were now.

That's alright, that's okay

You were so happy, Velvette hasn't crossed your mind in ages.

You can think that you're in love

She didn't know how to get you, she didn't want you to hate her.

When you're really just in pain

You squealed as you landed on your bed kicking your legs back and forth like a lovesick fool.

Some mistakes get made

You had to come back to her willingly, once you were done with this little fling, she would leave you heartbroken and Velvette would welcome you back with open arms, hugs and kisses.

That's alright, that's okay

You sighed happily, a dumb love filled grin on your face.

In the end it's better for me

You had come SO far from how you were before, you were proud of yourself, you had a healthy relationship with your lovely girlfriend, you had amazing friends, and you were on the road to redemption with them! You couldn't ask for more.

That's the moral of the story, babe

You will never go back to Velvette, you loved her once yes, you truly did, but that was in the past, and you deserved better, and you got better.

Good evening folks! Thank you for tuning in! It's late for me and I wrote this in one sitting, I'm gonna go knock out now, have a wonderful night folks!

[tonyspank]

CHAPTER ONE | THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY

Warnings; Uhhhh idk?

A/N: I never had to actually make coffee at my job, I kinda jus put the filter then dump out the coffee bag so… my apologies if it sounds crazy. (For all my professional coffee makers.)

Jenna Ortega x G!P Reader

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"I have a medium lavender ice latte with oat milk for, Ana?" You call out to half full coffee shop. A blonde in about her twenties walks up to the counter, you smile before handing her her drink.

"Have a wonderful day," She grins, "Thank you so much, you too!" Your co-worker speaks up from behind you, "I still don't understand why you're not somewhere strumming your guitar."

You've been working at Hughes Coffee since you can remember, you just happened to be walking by the place and noticed the Now Hiring signs on the door, of course, you had to go through an interview process but you landed the job and became close with the owner and his daughter.

Once she had officially turned eighteen he changed the shop name in honour of her, and she absolutely loved it.

You playfully roll your eyes before turning around to fully face her, "Alora," You begin causing her to hum in response. "I literally have to stay here to keep you in check. Ever since Mr. Hughes changed the name to Alora's Coffee you've been acting a little bit stuck up." You joke, illustrating how much with your thumb and pointer finger.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," She points behind you, "Take care of that customer. I have to use the bathroom," You jump up in the straightest position ever, saluting to her. "Yes! General!"

She laughs, walking to the back. Turning around you're met with a familiar face, "Jack."

He smiles raising his arms, "Bestie!" You chuckle, smiling at your indeed best friend. "Hey, Jack. What's up?"

He smiles, shrugging his shoulders. "Oh, nothing. Just checking in on you—" Suddenly he slams his hands on the counter, you jump and eye the shop as some customers as staring at the two of you.

"YOU REALLY THOUGHT YOU WOULD GET AWAY WITH LEAVING WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE?" He practically yells, leaning into your face. You bite down on your lip, furrowing your eyebrows as you try and hold in your laugh.

"Uh? I thought I gave my goodbyes to my best messenger, did you not receive it?" Jack leans back, hands still on the counter. "Oh! You mean Jenna?" You nod your head, waving your pointer finger at him. "Yes, yes! Jenna, yup."

"And the same Jenna that couldn't stop talking about you." Your ears perk up at this, and your heart drops, but in a good way.

"Really?" You question, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.

"Oh, yeah!" He continues. "She was like, she has the cutest laugh ever. She's so funny where'd you meet her at? Y/N this, Y/N that! Oh, Y/N! Blah, bleh, blah." He mocks with a high-pitched voice.

"Really?" This time you can't hide it, and you're smiling like an absolute idiot. "Really. I was going to give her your Instagram but you know, you left early. So insteadddd," He drags out, and you listen in.

"I told her that you're already dating someone, but don't worry! I didn't be specific and tell her that it was me." You blink, and when Jack doesn't say anything else, you blink again.

"You're lying, right?"

He thins out his lips, shaking his head. "No, why?" You go back to being nonchalant, not wanting Jack to have this over you.

One time you had liked this girl freshman year and Jack would not stop talking about it. And every time he'd see her he'd tell her why won't she go out with you, or how she should give you her number. The girl would always laugh and shrug her shoulders.

Or Jack would come up with these fake stories about how you saved an entire family from a burning building, or how you had found the cure to cancer, the girl surprisingly played along, and would say stuff along the lines of, "Oh, I remember that." Or, "Oh yeah! I was there too."

"No reason," You say shrugging your shoulders, Jack nods staring at you a bit longer to see if he broke your shell of nonchalantness, if that was a thing.

Accepting defeat, but not fully he sighs out. "Welp, I have to go now. I promised Mason I'd stop by his place to try out his new sugar cookie recipe."

You send him a thumbs up, "Alright! Have fun!" You shout out, as he walks out the double glass doors.

You turned around grabbed a rag, and wiped down counters. It was rather late in the morning so it wasn't so busy, well, it wasn't as busy as it was earlier this morning, you were dead-ass sweating.

It comes back to you that Alora never came back out, so you decide to head to the back and go inside the employee break room. You're met with Alora laying across two chairs eating a bag of chips.

"Is this what you do every time you say you're going to the bathroom?" She jumps in surprise, sitting up she removes her left airpod. "Hello, friend." She grins cheekily. You send her a wave.

"Don't you think you should go back to the front?" She starts shooing you off with her hand, you back up, but remain looking at her.  "What about you?" She shushes, continuing her shooing motions."

You sigh out, leaning against the counter as you watch the customers in the store talk to their friends or type away on their computers.

You're so into the view you didn't hear the door open nor see the customer walk up towards the counter. Until you hear a ding noise come from the bell sitting on top of the counter.

"Shit," You mutter to yourself, you reach behind you, tying your apron tighter before walking over to the woman. "Fucking Jack," You slightly hear from her and it finally hits you once she takes off her glasses.

"That fucking sneaky bastard." You mumble to yourself.

"Hey, Jenna." You smile, Jenna smiles back placing her glasses in her purse. "Hey," She looks into your eyes, hating to admit she missed them, and so suddenly.

"Now I see why Jack told me to come here." You scratch your head, nodding. "He is a sneaky little bastard." She laughs at your words, "He actually called you the same thing when you left without saying goodbye, well technically you did, but.. I don't know." She catches herself rambling, making you smile.

"Did you want anything to drink?" You ask, drumming your fingers on the countertop. "It's on the house."

"Oh! Sure," Her eyes scan the menu, then you, specifically your name tag. You don't miss the smirk that slightly appears on her lips.

"Surprise me." Just as you're about to respond, Alora walks back out. "Good morning, how are you today?"

Jenna sends her a slight smile, "I'm great, thank you." She gives you one last look before going to sit down. Once it's clear that Jenna is no longer focused on you, Alora grabs your arm, her jaw-dropping. "Was that fucking Wednesday Addams?" You roll your eyes, moving to make Jenna's coffee."

You prepare one shot of Espresso Roast, and as you wait you pull out your phone, opening your messages with Jack.

i hate you

BESTIE

BESTIE DON'T SAY THAT?

i'm not the one who left w/o saying goodbye

I ASKED JENNA TO SAY GOODBYE?

whatever

don't you have to go like

impress her w your barista skills?

you're welcome by the way

goodbye jack

OH NOW U WANNA

SAY GOODBYE

You laugh before putting away your phone. And pouring your Espresso Roast into the mug.

"Her name is Jenna. But yes, she has played Wednesday Addams." Alora watches you, and her smile increases. "You know... I'm very happy that you work here."

You chuckle, preparing your froth milk. Using the Nespresso Aeroccino, you put the milk on the medium froth setting. And add in a bit of vanilla syrup, stirring it in the coffee. "You're only saying that because every now and then Jack will recommend your shop to one of his famous friends,"

She throws her hands up excitedly, "One of his very attractive famous friends!" You lean against the counter waiting for your milk. "Could you watch the counter while I talk to her?" Your voice is lower than usual.

"I fucking got you!" You can't help but laugh, taking your milk and gently pouring it inside the cup until it's almost full. Alora packages up a cookie before softly handing it to you.

"Go get her tiger," Rolling your eye playfully, you make your way toward Jenna, cookie and drink in hand. She sets down her phone and her face lights up seeing you make your way over to her booth.

"A blonde vanilla latte and a chocolate chip cookie for the one and only," You place her order in front of her, sitting down across the table.

She eyes you as she takes a sip, humming in joy. "Wow, this is good." She licks her lips, placing down the cup.

"So... Y/N," She begins. You fight back a smile, looking down at your name tag. "How long have you been addicted to cigarettes."

If you had something in your mouth you definitely would've spit it out. But instead, you're taken aback, "Uh? I don't know? A while,"

She hums, taking another sip of the drink you made her. "Not a lot of people know it but, I actually specialize in helping people with addictions."

You chuckle, "Really?"

"Of course, I'm a professional." You tap your fingers on the table. "So how do your services work exactly?"

"Usually I charge a hefty amount of money, but since we're such good friends. Money is not a problem, instead.." You raise your eyebrows in anticipation.

"Let's make a deal." You nod, telling her to go on. "You let me take you out on seven dates, if I don't manage to at least help you fight your addiction then you don't have to worry about seeing my face ever again. But if I do, then I get to take you out on more."

A huge smile has appeared on your face, "You're going to take me out? To help fight my addiction?" She nods, again sipping on her drink.

"Do we have a deal?" You hold out your hand, and she quickly shakes it.

"It's a deal Ortega," She smirks but doesn't hide it this time.

[belliesandburps]

Would you be willing to do dialogue for Epel?

(Surprisingly, I got quite a few Epel requests, so I'm gonna blend them all into this one like Ruggie and Jack.)

Burping in public (Around dormmates)

(blushes and covers mouth) "Ah...! E-Excuse me...!!"

(goes wide-eyed and clamps mouth shut) "......S-S-Sorry, dorm leader..."

(smiles nervously) "...T-That was because of a potion, I swear..."

(covers his mouth) "Oh, g-goodness! Pardon me, that was...(feels another burp coming, but swallows it down and grimaces)...mph...(palms his chest)...p-pardon me..."

(pushes a fist to his mouth) "Mph, sorry...my stomach has been bothering me all day..."

(looks around nervously) "...You won't tell Vil about that, right...?"

Burping in public (Around friends)

"Whew! (pats his stomach) That was a GOOD one!"

"Oof! Sweet tarnation! They ain't gettin' any quieter, haha!"

"Damn, that felt good!"

(grins) "Let's see ya top THAT!"

Woooo boy... (rubs his stomach) Ah may'uh wolfed down mah lunch a lil too dang fast, heh..."

"Pfft, that was weak, hol' up... (gulps down more and more air until he can't take anymore, then lets out a MUCH louder and longer belch that ends with him sighing) Haaaaaahhhhh...whew...THAT'S more like it..."

Burping for the first time around friends

(grins) "What? Didn't think I could let a monster like that rip?"

"Hehe, I know, 'so dainty and proper, probably doesn't even KNOW how to burp,' right?"

(smirks and daintily covers his mouth) "Hehe, ex-CUSE me...where'd my manners go all'uh the sudden?"

(sighs boorishly and pats his belly shamelessly) "Haaaahhhh...WHEW! Heh, sorry 'bout-uUrp-that, mph...shouldn't'uh had lunch before studyin' with Vil. Ah been stuck 'round him fer hours so I had t'hold that one in all dang day..."

(smirks cockily) "Pfft, that was nothin'. Check THIS out...(takes in several gulps of air, puts his hand on his stomach as it fills up with the excess air, then pushes down firmly and lets rip a HUGE burp, before sighing with relief and patting his belly)"

(grins and folds his arms behind his head carefree) "Heh, pretty loud, ain't they? Back home, I could out-burp anybody foolhardy 'nuff t'try and take me on...(grins more impishly)...still can..."

Burping after chugging a soda

"Oof...oh man, think ah done guzzled that one a lil fast...OOOOUUUUURRRRRP!!!! Guhhh..."

"Gaaaahhh...haha! Did y'all HEAR that?! Hot DAMN!"

(blushes and smile sheepishly) "H-Heh, s'cuse me...guess ah was kinda thirsty..."

"Woo dang...! (rubs his stomach firmly) So bubbly...bruUuUuUuph...BWWWOOOOURRRAAAAAAAPH!!!!! Phew...! (pats his belly)"

"Haahhh...(palms his chest) That's the stuff right there..."

(grins cheekily) "Hehe, imagine if VIL heard that one...(smile dips)...actually, let's not..."

Burping after stuffing himself

"Gruuuoooohhhh man...(rubs his bulging belly up and down)...feels like ah'm gonna BURST..."

"Haaahhh...(pats his rounded gut contently)...ain't had pies that good in ages..."

"Whew...that was a biggun, ain't it...(gropes his overstuffed middle and gives it a light jostle)...an' right now, so am I, heh..."

(huffs and hits his chest to knock loose another fierce burp) "Gaahhhh...sorry, when I'm THIS dang bloated, all that there gas gets kinda stuck..."

(sighs contently and holds his belly with both hands) "Haaaahhhhhh...felt my gut shake like crazy with that one..."

(gives a hiccup and a dainty afterburp before flopping onto his back; his large belly jutting up over him) "...Urgh...s-so...dang...ffFUUUUUUUULL...!!!"

Burping to kink-tease

"Ah, heh, s'cuse me...ain't very gentlemanly, huh?"

(smirks) "Hehe, ya like that? Don'tchu worry...(rubs his stomach teasingly)...loooooots more where that came from..."

"Pfft, that gets yer goat goin', does it? Well, good thing fer you that I'm a burpin' machine, hehe."

"You want bigger? (grins cockily) Ya came t'the right guy...(swallows more and more air, holding his stomach as it fills up with the excess oxygen, and then grips it tightly as a MASSIVE belch blasts past his maw and leaves him moaning)...hhhhhaaaaaaaahhhh...toldja I'm the champ."

"Hehe, sorry, did that rile ya up a lil too much? (quickly gulps down a sharp but single gulp of air and immediately burps it back up) There, that was smaller, so it oughta be easier fer ya, right?"

"Ahhhh, hehe...y'know, I dunno what I love more. Burpin' or watchin' you get all hot'n bothered every time I do..."

Nauseous burps

(quickly covers mouth) "Urrf...oOohh, that one hurt..."

(holds his churning stomach) "...Guhh...sorry, dorm leadeEUurp!! (quickly covers mouth) Oh no..."

(clamps mouth shut and burps heavily behind his fist) "Mph...ohhhh man...(rubs his belly slowly)...my gut's burblin' like grandma's gumbo..."

(rubs his stomach up and down) "Urgh...there's so much gas in my gut...(swallows down air)...BRRRAAAAAAAPH!!! Guh...BLLUUUUUOOORRRRUUUP!!!! Ugh...just keeps comin'..."

(slumps forward and clutches his knees) "...Uuuuugh...hoooo man...ah feel another burp just brewin' but...definitely feel somethin' else brewin' too..."

(goes green and covers his mouth) "...Mph...somethin' definitely came up with that one...hrrrMMMmph! BBBRRRRRMMMPH!!! (hugs his stomach and goes wide-eyed as he rushes to the bathroom)"

[archangeldyke-all]

i am heartbroken. crying. sobbing. shaking.

about the fact that there wasnt a muscular masc fictional lesbian wrapped up in nothing but a little pink bow under my christmas tree.

will you do the honors of making the christmas of a heartbroken sad lesbian, a little better by writing one of your delicious sevika squirting blurbs 🙏

santa better know how to fight because i'm coming after him... he's letting all the lesbians down! i didn't get sevika under the tree either!!! wtf?!?!?!

men and minors dni

sevika's ranting. she's walking in tight little circles in your kitchen as you sit on the counter, getting dizzy just from watching her.

you're trying not to be distracted by how fucking hot she is when she's pissed... you're trying to listen and nod along and be a supportive girlfriend... but you're failing miserably.

sevika's been venting for a solid half hour now, and at this point she's saying more curses than words. she's running out of steam, you can tell, but she's still got that anger boiling under the surface and no way to get it out.

you can help with that.

with a sly smile, you slide off the counter as sevika has her back turned to you. when she turns back around to start another lap, she jumps in shock when she sees you crowding up against her.

"wha...?" she asks as you gently shove her further and further back until she's pressed against the sink. "what're you doin'?" she asks, caught complete off guard.

"keep going baby, i'm listening." you say with a sweet smile. sevika blinks.

"i'm just sick of silco acting like-- fuck are you doing?" she asks as you start fiddling with her button and fly.

you grin up at her. "c'mon, baby, tell me." you say. sevika's eyes go wide as your hand slips down her pants, gently cupping her cunt. she gulps. you smile. "what's wrong?" you ask, gently rubbing circles against her clit. sevika lets out a shaky breath.

"what are you doing?" she asks again. you shrug.

"helping you let off some steam?" you try. sevika blinks. "i can stop." you say. sevika's hand comes flying forward to grab your wrist, keeping your hand shoved in her pants. you giggle.

"don't." she pleas. you lean forward and give her a quick peck against her lips, and her grip around your wrist loosens as both her hands grip the counter behind her.

you dip your fingers down to gather up the wetness that's started forming between sevika's lips, teasing her hole for a moment before swiping back up to play with her clit some more.

sevika's ranting has ceased, replaced now with little sighs and gasps as you rub her clit. you smile at her, leaning forward to kiss her again. she whimpers against your lips.

"where'd all that fight go, honey?" you tease her. she shudders at the petname. "c'mon, tell me about how you hate silco." you encourage her as you increase the pressure of your movements.

"i--i..." sevika tries, blinking down at you. you grin.

"he made you do all that paperwork?" you fill in for her. sevika nods.

"yeah he... fuck, baby... he g-gave me a tower of files-- shit!" she gasps. you giggle.

"and then what?"

"you're so annoying!" she groans. you laugh again.

"'s wrong, your brain's not working?" you tease. sevika tries to roll her eyes, but the annoyance of the expression fails when she lets out a loud moan as she does. "you're so cute." you whisper.

"m-more." sevika whimpers. you grin.

"you want my fingers?" you ask. sevika nods and you shove your hand farther down her pants to start teasing her wet hole. "you're soaked." you moan.

"c'mon!" she groans, grinding her cunt against your hand in an attempt to make your fingers slide into her. you giggle.

"ask nicely." you say. sevika groans and throws her head back dramatically. you just laugh and admire her stretched neck as you continue to gently trace around her pulsating hole.

eventually, she gives in, glaring at you as she relents. "please." she grunts out, curt. you smile and push your finger into her cunt, but only to the first knuckle. she groans. "please!" she says, much more needy this time. you grin, and sink your finger all the way in.

both of you sigh in relief. sevika's cunt is warm and soaking fucking wet and clenching around you like she's close already. you grin up at her.

"fuck off." she grunts, knowing that you can tell how worked up she is. you giggle.

"you just want one or two?" you ask as you start fucking your finger in and out of her. you work slowly, making sure to press against her g-spot on every thrust. sevika's thighs are already shaking. "you're close already, you must've been so worked up." you tease her. sevika grunts.

"shut up."

"shoulda cut you off five minutes in baby, you're dripping." you say. sevika's cunt clenches again.

"two." sevika says, trying to distract you from your dirty talk. you smirk and start working your second finger inside her.

"you weren't even angry were ya?" you ask, leaning forward to start kissing up sevika's neck. "just needed your girl, huh?" you ask. sevika whimpers.

"i-i was angry." she tries to defend. you giggle.

"then how come you're about to cum three minutes into me getting my hands on you?" you whisper against her ear, nipping her earlobe. sevika's hands reach out to grab at your shoulders clawing at you. she's silent, her eyes shut and brow furrowed, her nose scrunched, her breaths noisy.

"b-baby." sevika whimpers. you coo and press your lips against hers, and sevika cums. you giggle against her lips as you continue fucking her with your fingers, upping your pace. sevika's eyes snap open as her knees go wobbly.

"w-what-- fuck!" she groans.

"you want me to stop?" you ask again. sevika whimpers, her hips jolting as her cunt starts squelching with your thrusts.

"n-no." she replies her voice breathy.

you grin, and lock your lips with hers again, humming happily against her.

your kiss gets nastier the closer sevika gets to cumming again. sevika's jaw is hanging open as she pants, and you're sucking and licking at her lips, fucking your tongue into her mouth as you fuck your fingers into her sopping cunt.

"i-i'm--" she tries, only to cut herself off with a whimper. you smile against her.

"yeah?" you ask, already knowing what she was trying to say. "again? already?" you tease. sevika shivers, her claws digging into your shoulders.

"i hate you." she whines. you giggle.

"no you don't." you say. the squelching of her cunt serves as your proof. sevika groans, and you trail your free hand up under her shirt to fondle her tits. "come on baby, cum on my fingers for me." you encourage her, sneaking your fingers under her bra and pinching her nipples.

"oh shit!" sevika curses as she cums again. you grin, and then gasp as she starts squirting against your hand. you continue fucking her, letting her soak your hand and her pants with her cum, until the fabric is saturated and dripping onto the kitchen tile below. sevika's shivering in your arms, her head falling forward to rest against your shoulder as you work her through her orgasm.

"oh, baby, that's it honey. there you go, let it out." you encourage her as she shakes in your arms. "you're so fucking sexy." you groan.

sevika whimpers against you, one of her hands reaching down to grab your wrist. you stop your thrusting, understanding her silent demand, beginning to pepper kisses against her face.

"that was so fucking hot sevika, shit." you whisper. "fuck, love when you get messy. love when you squirt for me, makes me fucking crazy."

against you sevika groans.

"you ruined my pants." she huffs. you giggle.

"you ruined your pants!" you say. sevika chuckles.

"'s your fault." she grunts. you giggle and slowly pull away from her, gently pulling out of her cunt and helping her strip out of her drenched pants and boxers. you press another kiss to her face as you help her out of her shirt and bra too.

"go shower. i'll throw these in the wash and mop up your cum." you tease her. sevika groans as she examines the puddle on the floor beneath her.

"fuck off." she says, flustered. you giggle, pulling sevika away from the counter and shoving her toward the bathroom, smacking her ass as she goes. she glares over her shoulder at you and you giggle.

as you're tossing her clothes into the washer, you hear the bathroom door swing open again.

sevika's voice calls for you across the apartment.

"what's up baby?" you call back, throwing in a cupful of detergent and fiddling with the settings.

"come join me when you're done?" she asks, her voice gentle and sweet. you grin.

"duh." you say.

as you flip the lid to the laundry machine closed, you can hear sevika's excited giggle in the bathroom.

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[pupyuj]

g!p yujin would cum in 40secs bc shes so sensitive

sub yuj enthusiasts STAND UPPPPP

frrrrr it would be kinda useless to edge her bcs she genuinely can't hold it :(( even wony puts up more of a fight!! but imagine bratty sub g!p yujin right?? she's annoying and there's not one second where she wasn't trying to agitate you but you're still her nice and good mommy bcs she fucks you so well and that was enough for you to give her whatever she wants but what if one day a switch flips and you don't let her slide with her antics??

it all going down at a formal party too 🤭 baby would work hard to look handsome for you and she'd be the sweetest and most polite young lady in the room but then she turns around and flirts with people she knows you can't stand or discreetly does things that would make you look bad if anyone in the room caught wind of it like grabbing your ass while you're talking to a colleague??? also sitting down at some table with her hand on your thigh 🤭 yujinnie being all up in your ear trying to get a reaction out of you :((

"i wanna go home, mommy... this party's too boring."

"and you look too good in that dress... let me tear it off, please."

"or i could just go home with that pretty unnie over there... looks like she could use better company, anyway."

and then her hand slides inside your dress.. knowing yujin she probably had all these plans to tease you in the dark like that but unfortunately (or fortunately 👀) for her, this was a bad day to start acting up! grabbing her wrist and giving a look and she shuts up almost immediately bcs omg??? she rarely ever sees you actually annoyed at her; it was both a turn on and such a scary thing,, but yujin knew better than to resist when you excused the two of you to the bathroom when really you just took her to a dark corner🫠🫠

turning yuj into a whining mess when you reach inside her slacks, no even bothering to pull her pants down :(( teasing her and saying "hmm? where'd your words go, baby?" and she just whines and shakes her head bcs you were jerking her off so good :(( "you were so brave earlier..." you whisper in her ear and it only made her moan 🫠 yujinnie not being to look at you while you're staring her down,, she closes her eyes and looks everywhere but you bcs that would only make her cum so much faster <//3

"you should know better than to try and embarrass me in front of my colleagues like that... but that's okay. little brats like you only need one good lesson." and then ur kissing her neck,, how could she not make noises? :(( BUT LIKE ehe covering up her mouth with your hand?? making her turn her head to the side just so you can kiss more of her neck and make a mess on her skin for everyone to see 🤭🤭 her muffled moans, her weak thrusts into your hand and her teary eyes were more than enough for you to want to let her fuck you right then and there but you had to restrain yourself—she needed to be punished 😈

"you're already gonna cum, honey? i haven't even touched you for that long," oh she would absolutely hate being teased like that,, especially after the stunt she pulled so now yujin just looks so small and weak,, but you loved her like that 😙 seeing a lone teardrop fall down her cheek when you squeeze her cock and cooing at her.. she looked so adorable :(( "you're pathetic, yujin-ah." and then a little nibbling at her collarbone and she would just give in 😵‍💫😵‍💫

her cumming all over your hand and additionally her briefs and her pants bcs remember you never pulled it down :(( her eyes widening at the sight of her cum leaking through her slacks and looking at you in disbelief when you tell her that the two of you should say goodbye to some friends before leaving... yujin hated being humiliated, even if this will all lead to a very fun night of you punishing her for being a bad girl 💔💔💔 her hanging her head low and sticking so fucking close behind you while you talked and bid your farewells to your friends, hoping that nobody sees that wet spot on her pants as well as the mess you've made on her neck... cutie yujinnie pouting the entire car ride home aww, but that was what she gets for being a little brat 🤭

[the-bad-batch-baroness]

Where's Mommy?

Wolffe x Lilith Sestri (OFC)

Part 16

Summary: Wolffe's wife suddenly dies, leaving him a single father in the middle of a war.

Pairing: Wolffe x Lilith Sestri (OFC)

Characters: Wolffe, Cara (child OFC)

Tags & Warnings: heavy angst, mention of death, off-screen death, spousal death, grief, hurt/comfort, family fluff, funeral

Word Count: 1.8k

Author's Note: I would call this a bit of a breather chapter. It's not overly emotional or angsty. Just some much needed daddy-daughter time, which I think is cute. Gotta throw some cute things in the middle of the tragedy, you know? It's all about that balance. As always, please enjoy 💚

Beta: @/beating-a-dead-plot

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Wolffe glanced at Cara to ensure she was still asleep, then grabbed a change of clothes and silently left the room. The male-species communal shower wasn't far so he could return quickly in an emergency. That automatic thought process made Wolffe groan as he entered the communal shower area. He could not handle one more emergency, crisis, or mishap. He needed everything around him to be calm for at least ten minutes so he could collect himself back into the battle-hardened commander he was before everything in his life exploded.

The sigh of relief Wolffe released when the hot water cascaded down his back was sinful. The sensation was rapturous. It had been a long time since Wolffe had a liquid shower and he almost forgot how nice they were. The shower in their apartment was his favorite. It was always clean, smelled like his wife's soap, and the water pressure was fantastic. The shower he was under now felt similar, but it was missing the comforts of home. Regardless, he stood under the hot spray for as long as he could before he washed his hair and scrubbed his body clean. 

After several minutes of soothing bliss, Wolffe turned the water off and exited the steamy shower stall. He wrapped a towel around his waist, walked to the sink area, and swiped his arm across the mirror to remove the condensation. He smoothed a hand along his stubbly cheek and frowned. He needed a shave. It was a minor annoyance, so he rummaged around the room until he found a shaving kit. It only took minutes to do, and he looked a little less ragged but it was still a chore. With that finished, he toweled off, threw his new clothes on, and left.

On his way back to the room, Wolffe heard a very distressed noise coming from down the hall. He stopped walking and threw his head back, releasing an exhausted and distressed noise of his own in retaliation. He knew it was Cara, he just knew it, and in that moment a part of him couldn't wait to get back to the battlefield where he wouldn't have to hear it anymore, but the other part of him, the father part, broke in half. He'd never get used to the dichotomy of soldier and father. It was always awkward when those two halves warred with each other.

Lo and behold, when Wolffe opened the door to the room, he found exactly what he expected to find–an unhappy and teary-eyed child. Wolffe took a deep breath as he analyzed the familiar scene, then easily switched into father mode. He closed the distance between the door and the bed in a few steps and sat on the edge of the bed where Cara was sitting up and rubbing her eyes. He sat beside her for a moment and listened to her cry. He wasn't sure if anything he could say would make it better, or if he should let her cry it out until she was tired.

His parental instincts won out. "What's the matter, baby?" he asked.

"Why'd you leave?" Cara sobbed. "Where'd you go?"

Wolffe was stunned. Of all the things he was expecting her to be crying about, it for sure wasn't because he left the room for twenty minutes. He thought she would still be asleep when he returned, so he didn't think about what would happen if she woke up and he wasn't there. "I took a shower," he explained. "See?" Wolffe bowed his head down so she could touch his hair, which was still damp.

She reached out, grabbed a chunk, and pulled.

"Ow," he said deadpanned.

Cara giggled.

"Feel better now?" Wolffe asked as he ran his fingers through the section of hair she yanked.

Cara sniffled, swiped her sleeve across her nose, and nodded.

"I'm sorry I left, but you were asleep," he said. "I didn't want to wake you up."

"I don't like it when you leave," she said.

Wolffe sighed. "I don't like it when I leave either, but daddies have to shower."

"Why?" she asked.

"For the same reason you take a bath," he chuckled. "I get dirty too, you know."

"Oh," she said.

"Alright, it's time for bed now," Wolffe said. He got up from the bedside, tucked her back under the covers, and kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, baby."

"Night, Daddy," she said, then she snuggled in against her pillow.

Wolffe smiled fondly and smoothed his hand down her hair. With a small shake of his head, he turned around, picked up his duffle bag beside the wardrobe, and plopped it onto the ground adjacent to the head of Cara's bed. He'd slept in worse places and with a lot less comfort, so he considered the floor as decent. A blanket was unnecessary and he didn't need the duffle bag for a pillow, but, without his armor, the neck positioning would be awkward. With his bedding all set Wolffe turned off the light, then laid down on the floor and closed his eyes.

"Daddy," Cara whispered. She had crawled to the edge of the bed and was overhanging the edge.

"Hm?" Wolffe responded, but it was more of an exasperated groan. 

"Can I sleep down there with you?" she asked.

"No," he said. "You get the bed, Daddy gets the floor."

"But I don't want to be alone," she whined.

Wolffe sighed. "I'm right here." He raised his arm and laid his hand on the edge of the bed so he was touching her knee. "Can't get any closer than that."

Cara grabbed Wolffe's fingers and tugged. "Daddy, please."

"Your mother would kill me if I let you sleep on the floor," he argued.

"Then sleep up here," Cara offered like it was the obvious answer.

"Baby, that bed is not big enough for me," he said.

"Daddy," she whined, but it sounded more like a cry. "Please. I miss Mommy."

Wolffe sighed and sat up knowing he wasn't going to win this war. If either of them were going to get any sleep, he needed to concede victory and give her what she wanted. Out of the options presented, sleeping on the floor was out. Wolffe didn't believe in much of an afterlife, but he wasn't going to take the chance of his wife coming back from the grave to scream at him for letting their daughter sleep on the cold floor where she could catch a cold. On the other hand, that bed was not made for adults like him and while Cara might sleep well, he would not.

"Alright," Wolffe finally agreed and he flipped the light back on. "Get up."

Cara beamed with excitement and hopped off of her bed. 

Wolffe was less than enthusiastic with his movements, but it was what his daughter wanted, and who was he to argue with those crystal blue eyes? They were the same eyes his wife would give him when she wanted something that he was hesitant about. It never took him long to cave to whatever whim or idea she had, and for the most part, they all turned out well. The only one that didn't end up going the way they expected was the night they made Cara. It was the first time he caved to his wife and it wasn't the last, but now he does it for Cara.

Wolffe tilted his head as he looked at the bed and thought about how he wanted to arrange himself. It was small, but not in the way that the barrack bunks were small. Those were narrow-small and this was short-small. No matter which way he looked at it, his feet were going to hang over the foot of the bed, and not just his toes either. In his mind, it looked like a very uncomfortable arrangement, but Cara looked very excited to be sleeping on a bed made out of her dad. He couldn't relate, but maybe that was normal for children who had biological parents.

Resigning to his fate, Wolffe pulled the blanket up, settled himself on the bed, and used the pillow to prop his head up a bit. As he suspected, his feet hung off the foot of the bed, but it didn't feel as bad as he thought it would. Then again, he didn't know what several hours in that position would feel like when he woke up. Once he was in a good position, he gestured for Cara to come over, and she climbed up the side of the bed and then on top of him. She wiggled and moved around to adjust herself which made Wolffe a bit nervous.

"Watch your feet," Wolffe warned, but she wasn't listening. "Baby, watch your–" Wolffe gasped when her foot made hard contact with his testicles, "–foot," he wheezed. If Cara wasn't on top of him, he would've doubled over and probably vomited into the nearest trash receptacle or maybe even on the floor, but he inhaled and exhaled sharply to internalize the pain instead of making a scene. His wife would be in a hysterical laughing fit if she saw what just happened.

"Daddy, are you okay?" Cara asked, the worry evident in her voice.

Wolffe moaned as he tried to settle his frustration, but he couldn't be mad at her because she didn't know any better. It wasn't like he sat her down and taught her about male anatomy. He preferred this sleeping arrangement when she was small and could fit on his chest, not when her legs were long enough to kick his testicles into the next galaxy. In an attempt to self-soothe the pain, he tossed around the idea that he didn't need them anyway. Without his wife, he wasn't planning on expanding his family anytime soon, so in reality, he could live without them.

"I'm fine," Wolffe said when he could finally verbalize his thoughts in a normal octave. "Just, don't wiggle around so much, okay?"

"Okay, Daddy," she said, then snuggled her head under his chin. "I love you."

While his nether region throbbed with a lingering ache, Wolffe could still feel the warmth well up in his heart at her words bathed in sentiment. At the end of the day, she was his baby girl and there wasn't a force in the Galaxy, not even a kick to the testicles, that could make him love her any less. He could never be a great father, but he could be the best father his short, meaningless life allowed him to be. And she might never understand that. She might grow up to hate him one day, but until then, he wanted to hear her say those words over and over again. 

"I love you, too," Wolffe said and he kissed her head as she snuggled under his chin. "More than you'll ever know." He pulled up the covers over them both and wrapped his arms tightly around her to keep her from falling off. It felt natural to hold her like that, as a protective father would, but it wouldn't be much longer before he couldn't, so maybe she was right in forcing him to do it now.

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[loveandleases]

How would the ROs react (deep into the relationship stage after the Chris drama is well and truly behind them) if they accidentally ended up stumbling upon a poorly hidden engagement ring in MC's stuff?

Cuuuuute. Such a cute ask. Below the cut anon. 💍

❤️ Cam - He picks up the ring, turning it around between his fingers. It takes him a bit before he realizes exactly what he's looking at. When the realization dawns on him he drops it. "Shit! Shit..fuck...where'd you go you bastard."

Once he finds it, while he's elbow-deep in the drawers, he chuckles to himself. Instead of putting it back where it was, he puts it in the drawer of his bedside table. Instead replacing it with the ring he got you.

He won't say anything, yet..okay maybe it will slip later tonight.

💙 G - Should they put it back? You had it hidden for a reason right? They don't want you to think they were snooping. Something in their gut tells them this is a good thing...finally a good thing. You two are moved on from the past. So surely this is a good thing.

G will place it back, and be somewhat quiet the rest of the day. Stuck in their head as they tend to be. It might seem as if they're even giving you the cold shoulder. When in reality they wonder if they should see what kind of ring you like...maybe the one they wanted to give you before.

💚 Kara - She is giddy, as in she won't even pretend she didn't see it. She will run to mc holding it like it's some ancient relic with a large price tag. "It's for me, right? Yes, say it. I mean it's my size..." She squeals, placing the ring on her finger.

If MC wanted it to be a special moment, sorry. Because Kara will not take it off, it's her new favorite accessory. Don't worry she will give you a new one later tonight.

💛 M - They actually like wearing rings, something to fidget with when they're nervous. Is that what it's for? They'll test it out, slide it on and then off, as if they're going to develop some kind of super power.

They hide it away, willing themselves to not write about this, not when they allow you to look at their notes now. M will be so pensive until you pop the question, and when you do mentally they will compare it to every engagement in media...then realize this is far better. Sorry for the tears, it's happy tears.

💜 Isaac- They expected this, they did. It was going to come eventually. Yet they are still shaken. Not because they don't want this, but because they do and that might frighten them even more than actually getting engaged/married. Isaac had never gotten this far, never healed this much.

They won't be prepared for when it happens, floundering their acceptance of your proposal. Give them a bit, because when you do Isaac will accept, as wholeheartedly as possible. "Thanks for being patient."

🖤 Ardent - "Kitten!?" he slams the drawer closed, gripping the ring.

When you come into the room he shoves it towards you, he's really going to develop a wrinkle between his brows squinting like that.

"Here I thought the only ring you'd ever give me was for my dick." He cracks a smile, tossing the ring up and catching it again.

"What were you doing in my drawer?" You reach for the ring but he holds it higher up. Yeah, no chance you're getting it back.

"Now, now. Be nice and beg for it." he dangles it in front of your face, before tapping your nose with it.

"Ardent, give it. It's not for you." even you weren't convinced by that lie.

When he hears that, he moves to block you in. The dresser is now at your back, and Ardent is very much pressed against your chest. "It damn well better be. This better not be anyone else's. " he moves to tilt your chin up, ghosting his lips against yours. "Be good, and I'll give yours tonight."

[valscodblog]

so when i was younger, i wrote a song right?

and yes i knew OF cod...just wasnt a part of the fandom yet.

and no i didnt know johnny died, no i didnt know abt A N Y TH I N G bc i was like...15 when i wrote this. SO...enjoy lyrics abt my uncle, Johnny (yes that is rlly his name and yes the lyrics r rllly what happened to him) so it goes like this, kinda sorta..

"Where are ya, Johnny boy? Your mama's missin' you, and your brothers are all a fret! you sisters are asking when you'll come home, and i don't have the heart to tell them yet..."

"Where are ya, Johnny boy? Your kids are missing you, and their all asking us when their papa will be home..."

"Aunt Julie just watered those flowers you got her last spring...but their dying, just like you."

"Where are you, Johnny boy? They said you'd be home by may 21st but now, your eldest just turned eight without you..."

"Johnny boy, Oh my sweet Johnny boy! Where could you be? And if they say you died the way you truly died...oh Johnny boy, won't you please come back-To me, at least?"

"Where are you johnny boy-your mama's missin' you...and your siblings, well their worryin' too..."

"Your father just passed-and we're all scared you have too, so Johnny boy, where are you?"

"Where are you, Johnny boy? We're all missin' you! It'd be nice to know if your okay..."

"Where'd my Johnny boy go? Well...he went up with his father, up in the sky and clouds and into the land of endless sunshine and play!"

"Some say he died of a broken heart-other's say it was a bullet going the wrong way...but all I say is, "Where are ya, Johnny boy?""

"SO, where are you Johnny boy!? Your mama's missin' you! And your siblings have all moved away...and I'm the only one who stayed...so, where are ya, Johhny boy? I'm really missin' you! Won't please send for me someday?"

"Where are you, Johnny boy? ...Where are you Johnny boy? WHere did you go, Johnny boy? Where are you, where are you, just where on earth are you? Where is our beloved Johnny at Today?"

so yeah. My uncle died. and i wrote a song bc back then i rlly wanted to be like a singer or sum, y'know? and yes, I rlly didget away with calling my uncle Johnny boy. That was our little inside joke. he called be "Valley Girl" bc well. I dont think i have the heart to explain it.

i came across the lyrics to this song in an old ass diary whilst cleaing. So yeah.

DEDICATED TO SOAP-

[kirikeijii]

So based on jjk, can you write a oneshot featuring Gojo and Nanami with bondage and gags please? In the fic, Gojo interrupts Nanami's day off by insisting they do something exciting and sexy. So Nanami gets the idea to have him tied up, tape gagged and locked in a closet to ignore him. He even applies several vibrating toys on Gojo to keep him busy. What do you think?

ᯓ★ Sorry this took so long but school is starting again, you ask and you shall receive <3

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐭

Dom ! Nanami x sub ! Gojo

Synopsis: The one day Nanami can rest for the week is his day off, but when a certain someone starts taking that away, Nanami tries to shut him up.

ᯓ★ MDNI

cw: anal fucking, tied up, vibrator in the ass, gagging, masturbating, overstimulation small spaces, cock ring, ass plug, not proofread

"What day is it. . ?" Nanami whispered to himself, his eyes blinking twice before it fully opened. He looked at his nightstand and grabbed his cell to check the date. August 10, Saturday. "Finally, a day to myself." The blonde smiled softly, eyes closed.

After a few minutes, Nanami decided to get up and do his daily routine. When he went inside the shower the door to his apartment opened, but he already turned on the shower so he didn't hear it. After 20 minutes when Nanami got out of the bathroom, he was met with a white-haired man with sparkling blue eyes.

"Satoru, what are you doing here?" He walked past his bed to get clothes from his closet. "I know it's your day off, but I really need you right now. . ." Hands crept up from Nanami's back to his shoulder giving him chills. "Satoru, I'm tired. Maybe next time." He waved the blue-eyed man off of him.

"Nanami~ Please, I need you so bad. . ." Satoru whispered in his ear. A gasp came out of Nanami's mouth when he felt a hand on his cock before quickly holding it to stop. 'All right, you wanna have some fun. . ? Let's do it." His voice was in a low monotone. You could see Satoru's eyes sparkle when he agreed to it. "But first, I wanna surprise you. . . That's why you're gonna wear this blindfold, okay?"

In excitement, Satoru nodded and obeyed Nanami. Satoru sat on his bed blindfolded while Nanami prepared his surprise for him. A light chuckle came out of his mouth knowing damn well he's the only one who's gonna be having fun. "You ready?" The blonde asked and got a desperate hum in response.

Satoru thought he was gonna get back shots but he gasped when he felt two small items plugged up his ass. "Ahh- Nanami, what is that. . ?" Satoru bit his finger trying to keep his moans in check. "Shh. . . Like I said we're gonna have fun." Satoru heard Nanami say when he was suddenly pulled back. He felt his hands and feet getting tied together.

"Nanami-!" Before he could even speak he felt something circling around his cock. "Nanami- what are you doing?" His breath hitched. "I'm having fun, like I said." He took out two controllers turning them on at the same time. The moment he did that, Satoru was moaning like crazy, his breath unstable, tears going down his cheeks. Nanami then picks him up, throwing him in his closet. "Nanami- ah- Where'd you bring me? Ahh-"

"Nowhere far. . . Just my closet. ." The blonde said before peeling off a piece of duct tape. "You're so loud you know. . ? If someone knocked on my door they'd hear you." Nanami grabbed Satoru's face which was filled with tears and saliva. "Here, maybe it'll make you just a little quiet." He slapped a duck tape onto his face.

"Such a fuckin' brat. . Can't even wait for me to get dressed. Tsk." Nanami grabbed a set of clothes and closed the closet leaving Satoru with his muffled pleadings. Nanami got changed with no problem and headed to the living room with two remotes in his hand and proceeded to read.

Eventually, reading got a bit boring. Nanami decided to play a little and turned up the vibrators to a higher setting. That's when he heard Satoru's loud moans from his bedroom. A sly smirk came out of his face before groaning because he'd be lying if he said that didn't make him hard. The sound of Satoru's moans was music to his ears.

"Fuck." He gave in to the temptation removed his pants and began to move his hands up and down, his hands already moving smoothly because of the pre cum on his tip. Nanami still wasn't satisfied with what he was hearing, he wanted Satoru begging to stop it and fuck him already, so he turned the vibrator's settings to the highest.

Just as he wished, Satoru was moaning uncontrollably and loudly. Nanami could imagine him cumming, but due to overstimulation, he can't stop. Nanami was getting closer to release, groaning profanities, whispering the white-haired boy's name like some kind of prayer.

Hot white liquid came out of his cock before gasping at his release. "Shit-" He quickly stood up cleaning it. After a few hours, he finally decided to check on the gagged-up boy. Unsurprisingly, when he opened his closet there was cum all over his closet wall and on the inside of the closet door.

"Fuck, who said you could make a mess in my closet? I store my clean clothes here ya' know?" Nanami teased the poor man, putting his index finger on top of cock and lifting it up and down his leftover cum sticking on Nanami's finger. Satoru could only whimper in response, so tired from overstimulation and cumming for the nth time.

Nanami decides to take off Satoru's blindfold to find his eyes in pure ecstasy. "You learned your lesson yet..?" Nanami raised an eyebrow grabbing him by the neck. When Satoru nodded desperately, "Good boy." Nanami picked him up onto the bed, untying and removing everything in him, and gave him a good fuck as his reward for being so obedient to Nanami.

ᯓ★ Shi was crazy. Anyway, I hope you like this :') Thank you for reading<3 | Masterlist

[thelostboys11]

Dwayne x Reader NSFW Alphabet

Dwayne x Reader NSFW

Word count: 615

Warnings: Smut (obvi)

A/n: I hope y'all like this!

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

Dwayne is really good at aftercare! He is very caring and loves you very much. He'll always take care of you afterwards.

B = Body part (What their favorite body part is)

Dwayne loves his abs because he knows how much you love them. He loves your hips. He loves holding onto them when you ride him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Dwayne likes to cum either in you or on your stomach. Dwayne doesn't like a messy session.

D = Dirty secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

Dwayne loves it when you play with his hair. Feeling your small hands on his scalp makes him feel so good. He'll be quiet and would be holding your waist while you play with his hair. He would end up getting so horny.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? How good are they?)

Dwayne would have so much experience. And you? You wouldn't even know what you're doing.

F = Favorite position (Self explanatory)

Dwayne loves missionary. He loves seeing your beautiful face while he fucks you.

G = Goofy (How goofy are they?)

Dwayne is goofy but he'll be a bit more serious than the others.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they?)

Dwayne is trimmed but his is a bit long. They're not long enough to really bother you.

I = Intimacy (How they are during the moment)

Dwayne is caressing and kissing every part of your body.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

Dwayne doesn't really see the point in it. He'd only do it if he was alone and horny.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Dwayne enjoys biting, breeding, and light choking.

L = Location (Where'd they do it)

Dwayne would literally do it anywhere. He would do it in an alleyway if he really wanted to.

M = Motivation (What turns them on/gets them going)

As said before, he loves head massages. It makes him feel so good. Breathing in your scent while he has his head on your chest and as you play with his hair.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do)

Dwayne wouldn't do anything too extreme. He really cares about you and wouldn't want to hurt you.

O = Oral (Preference on giving or receving)

Dwayne's gonna eat you out over and over again. When receiving, he wants you to be able to go at your own pace. He'll just sit back and let you enjoy yourself.

P = Pace (What's their pace?)

Dwayne doesn't usually go that rough with you. How fast he goes depends on the day and his mood.

Q = Quickies (Their opinions on quickies)

Dwayne doesn't really favor them. He doesn't mind quickies but he doesn't actively have them.

R = Risk (Will they take risks?)

Dwayne doesn't mind exploring in bed.

S = Stamina (How long do they last?

HE'S A VAMPIRE!!!

T = Toys (Opinions on toys)

Dwayne doesn't really care for toys. He'll only use them if you ask him or if he's caught you using them before.

U = Unfair (How much they tease)

Dwayne won't tease you too much, but he'll occasionally tease you while in bed.

V = Volume (How loud they are/what noises they make)

Dwayne is the type to grunt and groan.

X = X-ray (What do they have in their pants)

Dwayne is fucking hung. Look at him, it screams big dick energy. And man knows how to use it. He gets every little sensitive spot. Also, he has very big balls.

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

Dwayne isn't usually horny. He literally has other shit to do (sorry no offense).

Z = Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

Sleep is for the weak.

[tonyspank]

how would it be when jenna and g!p reader have their first baby together? like the preparations and the labor 🥺🥺

GET ME | DRABBLE 1

Jenna Ortega x G!P Reader

Warnings: fluff again

Words: 1.2k

A/N: I LOVE THEM.

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Your parents had come around after they let themselves calm down. Getting Jenna pregnant, so early on was a shock for them. But they accepted it and began to help you and Jenna prepare for the baby's arrival. They even offered to help with the financial costs of raising the child.

You and Jenna were both grateful for the support. You both knew that you wouldn't be able to manage this on your own. You were thankful that your parents had come around and accepted the situation. But you didn't want to ask them for help right away. So, you began doing stuff by yourself as Jenna relaxed in your new home together.

The first thing you did was get rid of your motorcycle, as much as it hurt. You traded it in for an SUV, hoping it would be more practical for what was ahead. Jenna was confused when you surprised her with it, though.

"Ta-da!" Jenna furrows her eyebrows, staring at the car in front of her. She doesn't even move a muscle, she just stares at it, blinking every now and then. "You don't like it?" You ask her, lowering your hands. Jenna slowly shakes her head, narrowing her eyes at you. "It's...pink."

You laugh and shrug, "It was the only one available!" You then point at the interior, "But check out the interior!" Jenna finally cracks a smile and steps closer to the car, inspecting it more closely. "The seats are... purple." You nod, "I know, I thought it was a nice touch."

"Why is the carpet fuzzy?" You grin, "That's to keep your feet warm in the winter. It's like having a personal heating system!" Jenna shakes her head, "Where'd you buy this car?"

You shrug, "I got it from this dude off OfferUp. He said it was the best car he ever owned." Jenna smiles, "Well, it has some unusual features." You nod, "That's why I love it!"

Jenna holds out her hand, "Let me see the keys." You pass them over and she starts the engine. Music blares from the speakers and Jenna's eyes light up. "It's like a party on wheels!" You exclaim.

She immediately turns off the car, shaking her head. "I'm not putting our baby in this truck." She gets out of the truck and hands you the keys. "We'll have to find another car." She says as she starts walking back into the house.

You frown and turn to the car. "She didn't mean that." You take one more look at the truck before turning away and following your girlfriend back into the house.

The next project was the baby's room. You had invited Eli over to help you. Jenna wanted everything white, except the walls. She wanted those gray. As Eli was painting you started building the crib.

The entire thing was stressing you out. "You're the worst fucking handyman to ever live," Eli says to you, letting out a loud laugh. You grip the instruction manual tighter, glaring at your best friend. "Please shut the fuck up."

Eli just laughed harder and you playfully rolled your eyes in response. After a couple of minutes, you thought you had everything down pack. It was beginning to look like a crib and you were almost done. "I'm fucking her! Like, no one can top me." You say, smiling. Eli laughs at you, shrugging. "I don't know. You think might be her."

"I'm definitely her." You continue to work on the crib, putting the finishing touches on it. You step back and admire your work, feeling a sense of pride. You turn to Eli and smile, "I'm definitely the best. No one can beat this." Eli shakes his head smiling as he finishes the last bit of the wall.

As if on cue, Jenna walks into the room. Jenna looks at the wall and remarks, "I think I want it pink and blue." She looks at the crib and it literally falls apart, piece by piece.

Your mouth drops and your head snaps to Eli. The two of you share a look of disbelief. Eli pulls out his toolbox and sets to work, mumbling under his breath. He looks up at you and shakes his head. "This is going to be a long night."

You roll up your sleeves and start helping Eli, gathering the pieces of the crib. Jenna just shakes her head, leaving the room.

You didn't think pregnant women had such bad mood swings, but Jenna proved you wrong. One second she'd cling onto you for dear life and the next she'd be kicking you out of bed. She was always unpredictable and kept you guessing.

You would never know what kind of Jenna you'd get when you walked into the room. But no matter what, you stayed by her side and gave her all the love and support she needed.

Like today, you stood there watching as Jenna made pancakes. You didn't know if you should hug her or act like she wasn't there. She turned around and saw you standing there, a smile spreading across her face.

You smiled back and went to hug her but she pushed you away shaking her head. You stepped back, feeling embarrassed and not knowing what to do. Jenna stepped towards you and placed a kiss on your forehead before turning back to the stove.

You stood there in shock, not knowing what to say. She finished making the pancakes and stepped back, motioning for you to sit down and eat. You two shared breakfast and conversation for hours, and you felt closer to her than ever before.

You stood up from the table, Jenna following behind, making your way back to the kitchen together. Jenna walks in front of you, a bit too fast and her fork drops from her plate, falling onto the ground.

She bends over in front of you, her ass in your face. You pause for a moment, your eyes drawn to her curves. She stands up and turns around, asking you the world's craziest question. "Do you like men?"

You quickly shake your head no as your face flushes with embarrassment. She narrows her eyebrows at you, "Then why didn't you slap my ass just then?" Your mouth opens to speak but nothing comes out, so you just shrug in response. "Um..." Finally, you muster something out. "Did you want me to?"

"No." Is all she says before moving to wash the dishes.

You stand there, feeling awkward and confused. You slowly back away, unsure how to proceed.

When Jenna went into labor it was scary, exciting, and did you mention scary? She screamed your name from the kitchen and you rushed up from the couch, running over to her.

"I think my water broke!" She yells at you. You look around, "UH! HOW DO WE FIX THAT?!" Jenna takes a deep breath and glares at you, "We don't need to fix it, it's time to go to the hospital!"

You nod in agreement and quickly grab the hospital bag you had packed earlier. As you rush out the door, you can't help but feel a wave of excitement and anticipation as the two of you start the next chapter of your lives.

You arrive at the hospital and the staff quickly takes over, guiding you to the delivery room. You take a deep breath and squeeze Jenna's hand, ready to welcome your new baby into the world.

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[hobisfavoritespritecan]

Headcannons I Have For Ladybug & Tangerine:

Ladybug X Reader, Tangerine X Reader

Just a little filler while I wait for creativity to hit me enough to write the second part of Lady Luck. Here is a little drabble for you guys 💛

⚠️ Warnings: swearing, sexual innuendos ⚠️

.🐞🐞🐞 L A D Y B U G 🐞🐞🐞.

Let's be real, this guy is such a fucking asshole so any chance he gets to annoy you, he'll take it. Whether that be pulling your socks halfway off your feet while you're laying down or pushing your hat down in front of your eyes when you're walking, this guy loves getting an annoyed grunt from you.

Your relationship together is very much a playful one. I see Ladybug as someone who would have to be really good friends with someone before things got more serious.

The two of you bicker like a married couple over really stupid things.

"Babe, where'd you put my wasabi peas?"

"Up your ass along with that shitty bucket hat of yours."

Ladybug is also the type to be overly comfortable with PDA. Don't get me wrong, this man just adores being able to hold your hand or move the hair out of your eyes, but if he's given the opportunity for a quickie in the train bathroom, he'd be stoked. Especially considering how cool Japanese toilets are.

He'll ask you to pay for his snacks. This applies to everywhere though.

You're aware of the fact he's a secret agent, but you never pry into it too much. You allow him his space and he allows you yours.

On the off-chance you're also an agent, you'll opt to work together as partners whenever you can.

He vows to protect you.

You vow to protect him.

.🍊🍊🍊 Tangerine 🍊🍊🍊.

Tangerine is definitely the more romantic type, whomever he's in love with will always feel a watchful eye over them in an overprotective way. It's not uncomfortable, more so just an unannounced presence.

He falls in love and he does so fast. He's very much a hopeless romantic and he's willing to put aside his wiseness when making decisions if it comes to someone whom he's interested in romantically.

That being said, he's also very lovey-dovey I'm public. You won't tend to get a whole lot of laughs from him but he will give you his blazer when it's cold and will hold your hand when the time allows for it. He's comfortable in a sense where he can let people know you're his, but he doesn't show any crazy efforts of PDA like Ladybug.

He complains a lot so he wants someone to balance it out with smiles and affectionate hugs.

"Hello, lovely. I apologize for being in such a mood, but as it turns out I might actually fucking die."

"That's okay, I'll give you so many hugs it'll l create a protective forcefield."

He lets you wear his cologne

He expects you to get along well with Lemon; if his person of interest doesn't do so, then they're out of the picture for good.

Lemon does like you though, I mean, you're important to his brother. So, you don't have to worry too much about that.