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[nottheweirdest]

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Lucifer Kate Milligan

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: N/A Fandom: Supernatural Ship: Gen with background Midam Additional Tags: Major Original Character(s), Post-Canon, Children of Characters, Identity Issues, Names, POV Second Person, Father-Daughter Relationship, Growing Up, Angst Wordcount: 1121 Summary:

Your name is Lucifer Kate Milligan, and your father will not tell you why.

Your name is Lucifer Kate Milligan, and your father will not tell you why.

You are a baby first, and all this name is, is a collection of sounds that mean you will get tickled or fed. It doesn’t bother you that you don’t know where the sounds came from. You are more concerned with chewing on your dad’s shirt collar or how your father spins you around the kitchen in his arms.

You are a child next, and at school, you are called Kate. It’s on your desk, and your bookbag cubby, and your lunchbox. It begins to bother you that at home you are one name and at school you are another. You tell your friends your father calls you Lucifer, and they snicker. Some of them stop being your friends. Some of them are nicer, call you Lucy.

Your father doesn’t let your friend take you to church, even though you could dress up pretty like them in one of your poofy dresses that he seems to pluck from thin air. Your dad takes him aside, whispers softly, and you leave the room when you see your father’s face turn to stone even as he starts to cry. You leave them embracing. Lucifer Kate Milligan, you tell yourself, you made your father cry. You don’t ask to go to church again.

You curl up in your bed and hide under the covers shaking, not sure what you’re feeling. It’s too big for your body. It’s too old for your soul. In the morning, there are cracks in your bedroom ceiling, along the windows. Your father wakes you up. He looks at the damage done, then at you, and he presses a kiss to your forehead. Something calms inside you. You think you hear him whisper, “Be my little angel for a few more years, please.” You nod and bury yourself in a hug.

He’s invincible because he’s your father. You believe this. There are no cracks in your room when you raise your head again.

You are a teenager, finally. You are Kate, you tell your father, you are only Kate because that’s the name your friends call you. You get into a fight with him for the first time. He doesn’t call you Kate once. He never has.

Kate Milligan, you made your father cry again. It won’t be the last time. You turn the name he chose for you over and over in your head.

Your friend smokes pot under the bleachers and makes out with you sometimes instead of going to class. You tell her your full name, guilty about it in a way you never felt when you were telling kids about it over basketball when you were nine. She stares at you. You stare back because the color of her eyes always entrances you when you’re high. You wish your eyes were as brown as hers, but you’ve got your dad’s blond hair and blue eyes so bright they scare you when you see them in your mirror at night, like there is something wrong with you, like there is a lighthouse spinning inside your skull that flares enough to blind you when you look at yourself too long.

(Your father’s eyes are suns when he gets upset. You never thought it was strange. You don’t meet other people’s parents very often.)

“Lucifer,” she says, “are you joking? Lucifer? ” You nod. She pulls out her phone. You have one, but it’s old like your dad’s. He says he never got used to time moving forward again. You think he’s funny, but you’re too old to tell him that anymore. Your friend opens up Google’s garden gates and leads you to webpage after webpage about Satan. You press against her shoulder as the phone’s brightness hurts your eyes. She whispers out forbidden knowledge until your gym teacher whistles at you.

You get suspended. Your dad drives you home. He’s not mad about the weed. He never gets mad about stuff your friends say their parents tear into them for. You only get in trouble if you don’t come in past curfew. You didn’t even get in trouble last year when you got into a fight and broke a kid’s arm. Your dad believed you when you said you barely touched him. (They had another of their meetings late at night when they thought you were sleeping, and now you’re wondering what all those words meant, why they echoed themselves around the shadow of your namesake.)

“Why am I named after the devil?” you ask.

“Kate?” he says like a man at the top of a cliff digging for a foothold. You know why you’re named Kate. You have pictures of your grandmother all through the house. Your dad talks about her often, sometimes like she’s still here, like he sees her to make new memories every once in a while.

“Lucifer.” You cross your arms.

He stops the car too hard. Your chest aches from the seatbelt digging into it.

“You’re named after your uncle,” he says. You don’t have an uncle.

“Why’s he named after the devil?” you ask about this ghost you’ve never heard of. You wonder if he got called by his middle name, too. The way all the websites put it, your name might as well be a curse. You’re not sure if you feel better that it’s a shared one, a family legacy.

Your dad is quiet for a long time.

“You should ask your father,” he finally says.

Your father never tells you anything. You learned this as a child. He will give you the world and all the precious treasures in it, but he will never answer your questions the way you want. You could ask him why the sky is blue. He would look upset and give you a toy horse to add to your collection.

Lucifer Milligan, who are you? You stare into the mirror. You have your dad’s face but your father’s nose. You think you love your best friend. You think there’s something wrong with you.

You put your finger on your nose. So does your reflection.

They love you. They’re protecting you.

Your father wants what’s best for you. You’re his little angel.

You drop your hand. Your reflection does as well, but it moves slower than it should. Your heart skips a beat.

For a moment, there’s a boy dressed in white. He’s a lot like you. You have the same eyes. You’re both too bright.

He looks sad. He looks like he wants to tell you something. He opens his mouth.

You blink, and there’s no boy. There’s just you. Lucifer Kate Milligan.

You’re scared of who you might be.

[theangrypomeranian]

one thing I love about being in a small fandom is the lack of ship wars

[cutieln4]

London Boy | LN4 smau

lando norris x verstappen!reader

summary: in which max unknowingly introduces his sister to her future boyfriend

fc: olivia rodrigo

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y/nverstappen i stole max’s cat, don’t tell him

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username2 when are you coming to another race!

maxverstappen1 😑

y/nverstappen i thought i blocked you??

maxverstappen1 Give me Sassy back.

username3 lando in the likes⁉️⁉️

username4 bro chill, he’s literally friends with max

danielricciardo so the heist plan is in motion. perfect.

y/nverstappen he doesn’t suspect a thing😈

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y/nverstappen i had the best time exploring england with the best guide! congrats bro on the win🥳

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landonorris it was lovely showing you around😊

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username1 wait wdym lando showed her around england???

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alex_albon that’s literally my gf???

y/nverstappen lily never let your boyfriend get in the way of finding your future wife

lilymhe you’re so right babe

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danielricciardo 🤨

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y/nverstappen i had a fun time hanging out today!🥰

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danielricciardo hmm, interesting

username1 what do you know??

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username7 outfit always serves

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landonorris home is wherever i’m with you

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username2 nah the caption, that is so fricking adorable

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f1gossip 🚨🚨Lando Norris spotted with mystery girl over summer break, sources say it could be Max Verstappen’s sister, Y/n

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username1 i literally knew it and you all doubted me😑

username2 chill out, it’s still not confirmed

username3 we can’t even see her face

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username6 sources: my delusions

username7 y’all we lost a good one😣 (y/n not lando)

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username10 HAND PLACEMENT???

username11 max is gonna chop off lando’s hands

username12 i’d pay good money to see the text messages

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y/nverstappen in a world of boys, he's a gentlemen

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username3 y'all owe me an apology, i KNEW it

maxverstappen1 If you're happy, I'm happy

username4 you're definitely being forced to say this

username5 boyfriend lando is everything🥺

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y/nverstappen thanks for talking max down😁

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[alltheirdamn]

Rotten | cowboy!joel x f!reader

Summary: Sharing land with Joel Miller has always been infuriating, but when your bad attitude finally gets his attention...things get messy. Rating: 18+ Explicit MDNI Word Count: 5.2k Warnings: No-Outbreak AU, banter and arguing, explicit language, brat taming, semi dark!joel, dubcon elements, degrading, choking, rough spanking, hair pulling, face slapping, throat fucking, touch of dacryphilia, rope/bondage, rough unprotected piv sex, hint of a subspace moment, orgasm denial, squirting, creampie, no aftercare because joel is an old, grumpy asshole A/N: Y'all probably wouldn't believe me if I told you Apple by Charlie XCX inspired this random fic...but anyway, this one goes out to my sweet bb angel @lotusbxtch <3 thank you for always being my partner in crime in the late hours of the evening ilysm

Part II

Masterlist | Ko-Fi

The Texas sun beat down on your skin as you rode through the acres of land—your land— stretching out before you. Passed down from generation to generation, this entire pasture of fields and wild barley was yours. After both of your parents died during a freak accident, you inherited the land and dealt with upkeep and farm animals as if it were your life. And it was your life. Every inch of this farmland was yours, no matter what anyone said. 

You pressed your heels into the side of your horse, Mac, and urged him further down through the tall grass. The summer hadn’t been kind to the fields, the grass yellowing in most places, but what would you do about it? Tell the sun to stop shining? All you could do was take care of the land and ensure nothing went wrong. The animals were taken care of, the wild wheat still grew strong in the outskirts past your tiny farm home, and you had enough money to put dinner on the table for yourself at the end of your night. 

No trouble at all. 

What was trouble, though, was Joel Miller riding his ass right down the edge of your land. The sun cast him in a dark silhouette as he rode closer, his broad body sitting tall on the back of his horse. You held back the reigns, shushing Mac gently as you slowed him to a trot, keeping a healthy distance from the insufferable man trespassing onto your fields. 

“Think y’got yourself a bit lost out here, Miller,” you hollered. 

Joel removed the black cowboy hat from his head; the grey hairs streaking through his curls shimmered in the sunlight as he swiped an arm over his sweaty forehead. Every inch of his skin was sunkissed and tan from hours under the sun, his greying beard patchy and well-kept despite his rugged exterior. If he weren’t such an asshole, maybe you’d even consider him attractive, but your irritation with him ran deeper than any other emotion. 

Staring up at you under thick brows, Joel quirked an amused grin and shrugged. 

“Ain’t lost at all, darlin’. S’my land out here.”

You steered Mac forward, keeping yourself parallel with Joel’s body. You weren’t intimidated by any man, let alone Joel Miller. He may have a few decades on you, but that didn’t matter. The Miller family had always been a problem. For generations, they feuded with your family over acres of land that stretched across the horizon, never agreeing on who owned what. Before Joel, his father had caused an uproar in your family, and now he just had to continue causing problems. Would you ever rid yourself of this man and his family?

“I suggest y’take your ass home ‘fore I make you leave,” you warned. 

The wind kicked around you, fanning your hair down around your shoulders. Joel caught how your hair flared under your cowboy hat, and a hint of mischief sparkled inside his dark brown eyes. He was a fucking nuisance and still on your fucking land. 

“Careful now, darlin’. Those are some mighty big fightin’ words.”

You straightened your spine, holding firm on the reigns to keep yourself anchored. Mac huffed impatiently as if he knew how sour your mood was turning. The longer you kept yourself around Joel, the quicker your anger grew. The sun would set soon, and you still had miles to cover before you made it home; you wouldn’t entertain an old cowboy all night, even if he were staring at you like you were a wild horse to be tamed. 

“This is the last time I’m tellin’ you to stay off my land, Joel. I mean it.”

Joel chuckled lightly as if your words meant nothing. He placed his hat back over the matted curls on his head and began riding past you. You glared over your shoulder, watching his body travel further into the horizon and away from the rolling fields of your land. 

**

The summer wasn’t getting any easier. The sun grew brighter each day, and the air thickened with humidity, making it nearly impossible to continue wearing anything restrictive. With no one else around to pester you, you paraded around the stables in a tight top, a pair of daisy dukes, and your usual worn leather boots. The fewer clothes, the better—even if that meant getting bit up by a few mosquitoes here and there. 

You were deep into cleaning Mac’s stall when you heard the sound of hoofs pounding against the dirt ground outside the stables. Your body went rigid; you knew who it was without looking. Who else would it be out here? The horse in the distance bristled as its rider dropped to the ground, his heavy footfall nearing you as you exited the stall with a towel slung over your shoulder. 

Joel stood tall in the entrance, his broad frame sucking in all of the light as he walked closer. He wore an old denim button-up, and the sleeves pushed up his tan forearms, exposing the thickly corded muscles that ran down to his hands. Without a cowboy hat resting over his eyes, you could see how rich and dark they were as they stared you down. Despite hating him, your body reacted on its own accord. You clenched your thighs, trying to quell the ache growing inside your core. Leaning against the stall, you narrowed your eyes, watching Joel stalking closer. His steps were confident—casually, even—as if he owned the damn place. 

“Not sure why y’think it’s okay to come waltzin’ in here,” you scowled, folding your arms over your chest. 

“Ain’t you just a ray of sunshine,” Joel smirked. 

“Fuck off, old man,” you snapped, rolling your eyes. 

“What was that, darlin?” 

Joel stepped forward, and you mimicked his movements, drawing yourself closer to him. Even with his height towering over you, you were unphased. This man wouldn’t get the best of you. 

“Oh, sorry. Should I be speakin’ louder? Ain’t sure if y’got your hearing aids in.”

“No, I heard y’just fine. Just wanna hear you say it again.”

The toe of your boot tapped against his as you glared up at him. With a smug grin stretching across your face, you repeated your retort. 

“Fuck off. Old man.”

Joel’s body tensed, his eyes narrowed as he considered your words. You weren’t backing down; he was on your property and, quite frankly, pissing you off. He could bitch and moan all he wanted about how this land was his birthright, but he was wrong. Your parents settled the matter generations ago and never once faltered against the Millers. That wouldn’t change now. You’d uphold their wishes and continue fighting for what was yours. 

“Y’gotta damn nasty mouth on such a tiny body. Ain’t your parents teach you some manners?” Joel questioned. 

“They taught me enough, but it ain’t gonna stop me from tellin’ you off. So, get the hell off my property,” you demanded. 

You glanced down, noticing Joel’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. It was amusing seeing him all riled up. Who knew he had that kind of spark in him? You wondered just how far you could push him until he snapped. 

“Ain’t you just spoiled rotten. Is that what it is? Y’think everythin’ is yours ‘cause your mommy and daddy said so?”

His voice was taunting, a litany of rhetorical questions to which he didn’t care to know the answer. Whatever you said, it wouldn’t matter because his mind was made up. Stubborn old man.

“I don’t think everythin’ is mine. I know it is,” you objected. “So, move your old ass back to your side of the pasture and get out of my face.”

Joel crowded your body, walking you back towards the stall door until your body pressed into the wood. You lifted your chin defiantly, watching his eyes clouded with rage. 

“Spoiled lil’ brat. Should teach you a lesson for the way you’re speakin’ to me,” Joel growled. 

Let’s see how far we can take this, you thought. 

“Whatcha gonna do? Spank me?” You laughed, gracing him with a rueful smile. 

Placing his hands above you on the door, Joel caged you between his body. You had nowhere to run; truthfully, you didn’t want to run. The incessant ache between your legs was swelling, your underwear practically soaked with the burning anticipation coursing through your veins. 

“Keep runnin’ your mouth, darlin’. S’only gonna make things worse for you.”

“I ain’t scared of you, Joel.”

“You damn well should be,” he warned. 

Joel’s hand shot out to grab the base of your neck, yanking you a breath away from his lips. The rich scent of whiskey wafted off his lips as he held you close, his fingers tightening around your throat. You rolled your tongue across your bottom lip, an invitation for whatever threat he had. You could take it. 

“Y’think it’s cute actin’ this way? Think you’re just tough shit, and no one will put you in your place, hmm?” Joel whispered. 

“You gonna be the one to do it, Joel?” You challenged. 

Joel used his grip on your throat to spin you toward the door, your cheek smashing into the wood as he pinned you against it. The instant sting of his palm radiated through the denim of your shorts, the heat of his hand melting into your skin. You yelped in pain, dragging your nails over the wood that strained against the press of your body. His hand smoothed over the curve of your ass before delivering another jarring smack. 

“Fuck!” You cried, biting back tears. 

“Spoiled.” Smack. “Fuckin’.” Smack. “Brat.” Smack. Smack. 

“Joel, please!” You begged. 

You weren’t sure if you were begging for more or begging for him to stop. Either way, he was unrelenting, his handprint leaving welts on your skin. Joel’s grip on your throat tightened, restricting your breathing as he dug his fingers into the supple skin of your ass. Prodding…smoothing…spanking. A continuous, viscous cycle you were weak against. Every bite of his hand on your body intensified the throbbing between your legs, your clit swelling with need. Repeating slaps against your other cheek forced tears down your face, their path leading down your neck and onto Joel’s warm hand. 

“You cryin’, darlin’?” Joel taunted. “Gonna beg me to stop?”

“Please—” You choked out, your words garbled and strained. 

Joel’s lips touched your ear, his breath fanning over your skin in waves. 

“M’fraid I can’t. Not til’ y’learn your lesson.”

You twisted your head around, your tired eyes connecting with his. There wasn’t a hint of brown in his irises as his pupils swallowed them whole, an unsatisfied look washing over his features. He wasn’t done, and neither were you. 

“Fuck you,” you snarled. 

Joel tilted his head, his graying mustache twitching as his lips curved into a smile. An unmistakable hint of desire masked his expression, keeping you reeled in and wanting more. If he could keep going, then so could you. 

“You just ain’t backin’ down, huh?” Joel questioned. 

You wagged your head back and forth, his fingers squeezing against your windpipes. Joel’s hand coasted up your waist, tugging at the belt loop on your shorts until your body spun to face his. Even with tears streaming down your cheeks, you grinned at him, clearly unbothered by the onslaught of pain he had inflicted. 

“That all y’got, old man?” You lipped off. 

“Call me old man one more time, darlin’,” Joel warned his face inches from yours. 

“Old. Man.” You punctuated each word through gritted teeth.

Joel cupped your sex through your jeans, no doubt feeling the arousal seeping through the denim fabric. A rouge whimper fell off your lips, and you bit back any more sounds to give away the desperation rolling through your veins.

“Fuckin’ brat,” he exhaled, but there was a lightness in his voice.

You were both giving into some carnal need, electrifying the humid air around you. You chased his mouth, wanting to lap up every threat on his whiskey-drenched tongue. Joel pulled back, your lips connecting with nothing as you arched forward. With a slight pout, you huffed in annoyance. 

“Look who’s actin’ all desperate now. Just beggin’ for this old man to fuck you.”

“Betcha can’t even get it up in the first place,” you grumbled. 

Joel’s hand connected with your cheek, a rough slap sending your face to the side. Dammit, if that wasn’t the hottest thing he’d done. The sting of his palm sent a wave of pleasure rolling through your stomach, a burning need just aching to come undone. Thick fingers gripped your jaw, wagging your face side to side. 

“I’ve heard enough of that bratty mouth,” Joel said decisively. 

His hands brushed over your collarbone, grasping your shoulders and shoving you to your knees. Your legs hit the straw-covered ground with a soft thud, your skin scraping against the dry hay. He wasted no time undoing his large belt buckle, working his cock out of the confines of his jeans, and your mouth went dry at the sight of him. Joel was hung like a fucking horse, his length thick and no short of any girth. Precum dribbled down off the tip, the sticky mess enticing you to move closer. Staring up at him through your lashes, you waited for his next move. He might have you on your knees, but you’d have his cock, and that was power in itself. 

“Make use of that mouth and suck,” he commanded. 

You lapped at the precum, his cock twitching against every flick of your tongue. You explored his length, dragging your tongue along the veins running down the underside of his cock. Joel gripped the hair at the crown of your head, guiding your mouth over the tip and down his length. Your nose brushed against the bushy hair at the base, his musky scent flooding your senses—it was intoxicating. 

“There we go,” Joel hummed, his voice gravely and strained. “So fuckin’ full of me y’can’t talk back.”

His name came out muffled as you tried to speak, your tongue flatted against the base of his cock. He pushed his cock a centimeter further, the tip knocking against the back of your throat. You gagged around him, your hands slapping against his thick thighs. 

“I don’t wanna hear y’say a damn word,” Joel growled. “You’re gonna take my fuckin’ cock down your throat and choke on it.”

You clawed at his thighs as tears sprung along your waterline, threatening to spill over the longer he kept himself inside your mouth. His fingers tightened around tiny strands of your hair, anchoring you to his cock as he thrusted himself deeper. You tried to protest and pull away, but his grip on you was unforgiving. 

“Please,” you garbled, spit rolling down your chin. 

“Still actin’ like a spoiled fuckin’ brat, ain’t you? Think y’can get whatever you want?”

He granted you an inch to breathe, pulling you halfway off his cock. You inhaled sharply through your nose, trying to latch onto any control. Joel used his grip on your hair to slide your mouth up and down his length, the sound of your lips around his the only noise aside from his labored breathing. You tapped on his thigh twice, hoping he’d relent and give you a reprieve. 

“Real fuckin’ cute,” he laughed. “Struggle all y’want, darlin’. I ain’t stoppin’.”

The tears flowed freely now, mixing with the saliva pooling down your jaw as you worked him deeper down your throat. Every strained attempt to beg him to stop fell on deaf ears; his cock only pushed further down until you had no choice but to sit there completely disarmed and helpless. The scratches left on his thighs didn’t phase him at all, nor did your whimpers as you tried to swallow a breath around him. 

“Keep cryin’, darlin’. Just makes you look prettier when I’m ruinin’ you,” Joel muttered. 

As your nose pressed against the hair at his navel, Joel’s hand brushed over your cheek, collecting a rogue tear on his thumb. Through blurred eyes and running mascara, you blinked up at him right as he tasted the tear pooling on the pad of his fingertip. 

“Delicious,” he hummed.

A dangerous grin split across his face, his hips jerking forward one last time before he wrenched you free from his cock. You coughed violently, the air wooshing back into your lungs with each heaving breath. You swiped the back of your hand across your mouth, wiping off the saliva coating your chin and jaw. 

“You fuckin’ asshole,” you choked out. 

Crouching down, Joel met you at eye level, his eyes soulless and dark. You shivered under his heavy gaze and flinched away from his face as he crowded you. 

“How’s that attitude of yours now?” He questioned. 

You reeled back, sending a glob of spit across the bridge of his nose. Joel scrunched his eyes together, jaw clenched as he wiped away your spit. You bared your teeth at him, still refusing to back down. Joel straightened to his full height, working at shoving his cock back in his jeans. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a bit disappointed; you hated him but wanted more. 

“Guess I ain’t been rough enough,” Joel grumbled, walking down the stable. 

You watched as he picked a bundle of lead rope off the hook near Mac’s stall, weighing it between his hands. A jolt of panic ran through your veins as you saw his eyes light up in mischief. You were so fucked. You half-considered running, but where was the fun in that? Joel would only chase you down, and even that sounded delicious. There was no use in fighting it now; you were in it for the long haul. 

“Now,” he started, his steps slow as he walked back toward your kneeling body. “I’m gonna give you two options. Y’either walk your ass outside like a good girl, or I drag you out by your hair. What’s it gonna be, darlin’?”

“I’ll walk,” you snapped, rising to your feet. 

Your knees ached with each step as you walked into the blinding daylight outside the stables. Gnats swarmed around your face as you stood idle by the entrance, glancing over your shoulder at Joel stalking behind you. The rope swung beside his body as he carried it in his hand, the lingering threat lying within the coarse fibers that wound together. His head jerked over to the tie rack beside the barn, his eyes trained on the vacant stall before the expanse of your land. 

“C’mon, brat.”

He waltzed in front of you, guiding you to the empty platform with a stern look gracing his features. Without a single word, Joel yanked your wrists together, his deft fingers working at knotting the rope around your skin. The fraying pieces bit into your skin, rubbing and burning the longer he twisted it in loops around your hands. He gave the rope a good tug, humming in satisfaction once the binding was tight enough. Guiding your arms upwards, he clipped the lead to the metal loop on one side of the tie rack, keeping your body suspended awkwardly as your wrists ached from the restraint. You refused to say a word, too frustrated even to protest his actions. If you thought you were helpless before, you were utterly powerless now. It was just you, Joel, and the empty stretch of land that went on for miles. 

Joel pressed his body against your back, the warmth of his touch ignited heat within your core all over again. You squirmed as his hands roamed over your curves, his fingers tracing the outline of your breasts under your sweat-covered shirt. He pinched at your nipples, finding their pebbled indentation hidden within your bra. A desperate whine left your lips as you swayed against the pull of the rope, your feet slipping against the ground. 

“See all that land out there,” Joel whispered, his teeth nipping at your earlobe. “That’s all mine, darlin’, and I’m gonna make sure you remember that by the time I’m through with you.”

“Tyin’ me up and fuckin’ me ain’t gonna change my mind,” you scoffed. 

“Guess I’m just gonna have to fuck some sense into you.”

Joel’s hands worked down your body, making quick work of undoing your shorts and shoving them down to your boots. The hot, sticky summer air breezed over your bare skin, hardly helping to soothe the painful ache between your thighs. Thick, calloused fingers massaged the skin of your hips, kneading your supple curves as you writhed against his touch. You could beg him for more, and oh god, did you want to. You wanted to cave and relinquish everything just to quell the burning pleasure inside your body, but you wouldn’t beg. Not for Joel Miller or any other man. 

Joel swiped a finger through your drenched folds, tutting at your pliancy. The brief touch alone was enough to spark stars behind your eyes, your breath growing shallow.

“Well, would ya’ look at that,” Joel tutted. “You’re soakin’ my fingers, darlin’.”

You refused to say a word, too afraid you’d succumb to your own devices. You wouldn’t ask him to fuck you, but Jesus Christ, you fucking needed it. Every fiber of your being cried for release, and if it meant you had to be tied up and fucked in front of the yellow fields in front of you, then that’s what you’d do. 

“I’ll give you one last chance,” Joel offered. “Say this land is mine and I’ll let you go.”

You glanced over your shoulder at him, no doubt a mess after being on your knees before him. There was a cruelty in his eyes that alarmed you, but you were too focused on what you needed, even to feel afraid. 

“This is my land,” you stated, your chin held high. “S’my family’s land and it’s gonna stay that way ‘til I’m in my grave.”

“Wrong fuckin’ answer.”

Joel knocked your legs apart, the denim of his jeans dragging against your slick arousal. There was a moment where there was absolutely nothing, a vacancy of sound or touch that deprived your senses. Maybe you were teetering on the edge of delirium, too far gone to know what he was doing behind you, but then you felt everything. The thick head of his cock brushed against your entrance, rubbing between your silken folds in tantalizing strokes. That was the only warning he gave before pushing himself deeper, splitting you open inch by inch. You cried out as your body worked to stretch around his length, and your vision blackened as the sharp pain of the sensation jolted through your veins. 

“Fuck!” You screamed. 

The adjustment to his size was agonizing despite how wet you were. Nothing could have prepared you for the way Joel broke you open, nor was there anything that could have prepared you for how brutal he would become. Thrust after thrust, he assaulted you, completely breaking you and molding you to his cock. The pull of the rope burnt the skin of your wrists as he took you harder, your body lurching against the restraints with each snap of his hips. Joel tugged your body backward, shifting your legs until you were forced to bend at the waist. Words wouldn’t form on your lips, and you dissolved into a heap of wailing cries as he plunged deeper into you. 

“Where’s all that loudmouthin’ now?” Joel grunted, his fingers bruising your hips. “So fuckin’ cock drunk y’can’t even speak?”

Your silence only drove him crazier, his speed quickening mercilessly. The ache inside your core was all-consuming, a burning wildfire inside your stomach. You dropped your head between your shoulders and dug your nails into your palms, keeping yourself grounded. 

“Joel,” you gasped. “Please.”

You failed in your attempts not to beg this man, throwing everything to the wayside as you succumbed to the pulsing ache between your legs. 

“Shut up, brat,” he snapped. 

“Joel!” You sobbed. “I’m gonna—fuck—please. I need to—to…”

The words turned to ash on your tongue as he snaked a hand around your body, his fingers drawing circles over your swollen clit. You yelped at the roughness of his fingers, the sensation alone nearly causing your legs to buckle beneath you. If it weren’t for the ropes holding you firmly in place, you would have fallen to the ground. 

“Poor thing,” he crooned in your ear. “Y’wanna cum? Is that what you want?”

Another drive of his hips. Another draw of his fingers. Tormenting movements that kept you on the edge of ecstasy and suffering. Your arousal pooled down your inner thighs, mixing with the sticky sweat that clung to every inch of your skin. 

“I need it, Joel,” you gasped. “Christ, please!”

“Y’gonna change your mind?”

“N—.”

Joel pinched your clit between his fingers, and your words drowned out under a helpless wail falling from your lips. He pulled you back by your hair, winding it around his fist as he drew his lips down your neck. The sweltering touch of his mouth on your skin and his rough fingers on your sensitive bud were enough to topple you closer to the edge. The furnace igniting inside your stomach wouldn’t stop any time soon, but you still wouldn’t give up. He was always going to be wrong, and you’d rather die than give him the satisfaction. 

“Say it, darlin’. Say the words, and y’can cum all over my cock.”

“Never,” you panted. “Never gonna—.”

He pistoned into you, his cock spearing deeper and deeper, completely paralyzing you. Sobs wracked through your body as you took every thrust, and your mind began to float off into a blissed-out haze that drowned out the noise behind you. 

“Gonna own all this fuckin’ land,” Joel gritted out. “Own it just like I own this fuckin’ pussy.”

Please. Please. You weren’t sure if you repeated the words inside your mind or aloud; either way, Joel only huffed a laugh and continued with his repetitive assaults on your body. Your orgasm began barreling toward you, your core fluttering around him as it sparked beneath your skin. Everything inside you tensed up, and your jaw went slack with an outward cry as you slipped under the rapid release coursing inside your body. 

“Oh fuck!” You sobbed. “Fuck… fuck… fuck!”

Your sex clenched around Joel so hard he choked on a breath, his body rigid against yours as you spasmed beneath his hold. Hot, wet streams of your orgasm drenched his cock as he tore through your orgasm with shallow thrusts. Jole rammed into you over and over again until another wave of pleasure slammed into your body. 

“Fuckin’ brat,” he hissed. “Never said y’could cum, did I?”

His hand vanished from your waist and returned to the welted skin of your ass with a resounding smack. There wasn’t enough air in your lungs to cry out, nor any more tears to shed. You hung against the ropes, limp and pliant, as he took you with abandon. 

With another snap of his hips against yours, Joel spilled into you, his release filling you to the brim as he released a carnal groan. You could barely lift your head to look back at him as he untangled his fingers from your hair and pulled away. 

Every atom inside your body was pulsing with overstimulation, your ass welted and bruised, and your throat raw from screaming. The constant thrum of your heartbeat in your ears smothered the sound of Joel’s belt buckle clanging together, the warmth of his body far removed from yours as you stood on tired legs. Moments passed without a single touch, and you wondered if Joel would leave you there tied to the rack and dripping with cum. 

“Think y’learned your lesson now?” He asked, his voice sounding far away. 

All you could do was wag your head in protest, your eyes pinned down to the floor, fixated on the pool of saliva that had fallen from your lips. Joel appeared beside you, his grey hair dissolved and face red from exertion. He worked at unclasping the rope from the hook, unbinding your wrists until your arms fell limp to your sides. Your body was weightless without the stability of the rope, and you fell forward, anticipating the impact against the cement. Joel was quicker, though, winding a strong arm around your front and holding you up. 

“Easy now, darlin’,” he whispered softly. “Easy.”

Your fingers wrapped around his arm, clinging to anything to escape the impending collapse of your entire body. Your boots scruffed against the cement of the stall, kicking dust into the air around you. With his arm still braced around your chest, he used the other to guide your shorts back up your legs and onto your hips. You hissed as the denim rubbed against your ass, the swell of your skin still prickling with pain no matter how brief the touch was. 

“Can y’stand on your own?” He asked. 

“Mhmm,” you mumbled.

“Attagirl.”

Yet as he released your body, you staggered forward, grasping onto the tie rack for support. Joel waited until you found your balance and offered a hand. You were hesitant but relented silently. He took your wrists in one large hand and began massaging at the reddened skin, working out any tension left from the rope. You stared blankly at him, watching a crease burrow between his eyebrows. You still hated him, right? Right? Something so minimal shouldn’t make your heart pound against your chest, but there you were, speechless as you watched this rough man touch your skin with a tenderness he had yet shown. 

“Suns goin’ down soon,” he muttered, nodding to the sky. 

You peered over your shoulder, surprised to see the sun dipping over the horizon. You hadn’t noticed the pinky hue of the sunset while he fucked you, but now you stared at it in wonderment. 

“Guess it is,” you sighed. “Y’should get your ass off my property ‘fore it gets too late.”

Joel snorted, glancing up at you through thick lashes. In the dwindling sunlight, his eyes had dissolved from onyx back into a glistening amber color, the flecks of rich brown dancing as he looked at you. 

“Stubborn lil’ thing,” he huffed. 

He dropped your hands and straightened to his full height. Perspiration coated his button-up, staining it in dark spots as excess beats of sweat still rolled down his muscular neck. You tamed the flyaways of your hair, trying to minimize the obscenity of your look the longer he stood before you. It was no use after what he had done. 

“Y’ain’t changin’ your mind, huh?”

“Nope,” you shook your head. 

Joel rolled his eyes and shoved a hand into his front pocket. Leaning close, he brought his other hand to your face, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, letting his fingers brush over your cheek before pulling away. 

“Guess I’ll just come back tomorrow and try again.”

“Y’come back here tomorrow, and I’ll shoot you dead, Miller.”

He cracked a grin and began to retreat toward his horse beside the stable. You stood motionless as he mounted the brown mare, slipping the reigns between his hands. Joel gave you a farewell wave before taking off across the flowing fields, his broad figure dissolving into the sunset. You slumped against the wall of the stables, letting your body fall to the ground. A smile slid across your face, taking in the open land before you. 

You didn’t give up. It was all still yours.

[hoshigray]

i fucking love ur writing sm mamas!

anyway. Toji making reader pregnant cause toji found out that reader loves kids <33333

It’s fine if you don’t want to. Anyway love you and your writing darling . 🎐

No, noonie, stop bc like, are you in my brain or smthn!!?? I was thinking about this exact prompt for a long while, and I see this appear in my inbox??! Well, well, *cracks knuckles* you've just given me the perfect opportunity mwahahahaha!!! This has been in my drafts for a minute, but I'm glad it's finally done! And omg tysm for loving me and my stuff, honey!! Hope I make ya proud with this one :') ilysm ♡

Also, I'm mixing in another request into this one since it's a pretty small request (reader sucking on Toji's Adam's apple as he pounds you), plus it makes things easier for me in terms of writing out stuff. Hope that's okay with the other requester; if not, my apologies!ヾ(｡﹏｡)ﾉﾞAnd btw, tysm for 1.6k followers, y'all!! Love every single one of you~☆

Cw: Toji x fem! reader - explicit content, so minors DNI - mating press - Daddy kink - fingering (f! receiving) - breeding - unprotected sex (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up!!) - reader skips the pill - fluff at the end bc why not - pregnancy (test at the end) - pet names (angel, baby, darlin', good girl, mama, sweetie) - oral fixation/reader sucking on Toji's adam's apple - the reader has stretch marks on their body bc I said so - praise - overstimulation - clitoral play (sucking & swiping). Wc: 3.4k

Toji, by all means, was not a man deserving of children.

His terrible childhood and upbringing have molded him into an emotionless and reserved person who only feels as though the only person he needs to look out for and care for is himself.

So when the premise of children came to him, he wouldn't give it the time of day. That is until he ends up having youths of his own. Even then, he would do the bare minimum of taking care of them — food, clothes, shelter, and taking or picking them up from school. And to top it off, his job wasn't befitting of a father — a hitman going mission to mission for money that he used to spend for himself, now going to the needs of his kids.

Toji knew Tsumiki and Megumi were better off without a father like him. Fatherhood (or children in general, for that matter) is no easy task, and it's clearly one he's not good at.

But all that changed when you came into the picture.

Never had he seen his kids warm up to someone, an outsider, so quick. Even when he mentioned his children to you at the beginning of your relationship, you didn't falter and happily wished to meet them. And the day you finally did was the day everything became a lot brighter for the entire Fushiguro family.

Not only did Tsumiki and Megumi come to trust you with every visit, but their adoration for you grew tenfold the more you were involved in their lives. And all Toji could do was watch you do your magic, whether it be watching animal documentaries with Megumi, making flower crowns with Tsumiki, or playing with them and the other kids at the nearby park.

And the most impressive part about it all was you teaching and including him in how he could get more involved with his youngsters. Now, his kids are closer to him than ever, going so far as Megumi clapping back on his father's snarky comments and Tsumiki having the man play tea parties (to his dismay, but whatever to makes his little girl happy).

It wouldn't have been possible if he hadn't had you around. You were just such a breath of fresh air to him and any child that came your way. Attentive and caring to the young ones as if you were a natural at mimicking the maternal role. He knew you'd be a great mother to any child, especially your own.

It was that thought alone that made Toji think about you having children. Or better yet, having a child with him. Making you pregnant with his baby. Making you his.

Toji walks down the stairs after putting his son and daughter to bed, his heavy footsteps beating the wooden floor beneath him with every step. He then enters the kitchen area, where he sees you washing the dishes from today's dinner after putting the food in the fridge.

When you notice his presence, you look up and offer a charming smile in his direction, your face illuminated beautifully by the ceiling kitchen lights that the image almost blinds him.

"Hey there." Your voice is always sweet to his ears, still smiling even when you turn back to washing dishes. "The kids?"

"Just finished puttin' 'em to bed," your eyes stay at the sink, but you can feel his heavy footsteps come from beside you. "But they said I suck at tellin' bedtime stories."

Your giggle is heard through the noise of dishes clacking on the rack. "Well, maybe you're not using cartoon voices like I told you to. They like it."

"Yeah, no, I'm not doin' that shit." You chuckle some more at his complaint, and he grabs a dry cloth to dry up dishes from the rack.

It's quiet between you, but Toji will sneak glances at you while you work through the dirty plates. His thoughts from before return, and all he can think about is you with a swollen belly.

The mere idea of having you bear his child fogs his brain. Witnessing your body change and expand with the growth of your little one within you, it's too much for his mind to indulge in.

The more he thinks about it, the crazier and hornier his mind goes. Unable to function suitably, Toji sighs heavily through his nose and places the dish and dry cloth on the countertop.

You notice him make his way behind you, his hands traveling down to your hips as his chin rests atop your head. But you pay him no mind and continue with your task. "Hey, darlin'."

The nickname has you hum to him, eyes focused on the soapy sponge and plate in your hands while your ears wait for him to continue. "Yes, Toji?"

He doesn't reply instantly, roaming his large palms up and down your waist and hips instead. "Ya know I love the hell outta you, right?" He goes on when you nod. "Always takin' care of me and lovin' me. But that love also goes to my lil squirts." A smile creeps in on his scarred lips as you giggle at his way of referring to his children. "It's just crazy to me how you're able to have 'em follow y'r every step, yet I can't even get a hug or smile before they leave for school unless I remind them."

"Well, maybe if their father didn't always bully and call them 'squirts' and 'brats' all day, they would show you some love."

"Shut up," Toji flicks water from the faucet onto your face, forcing you to laugh more from your teasing. His heart swoons from your laughter, having you sway side to side with his body behind you. "But I mean it; you're so good with kids. Makes me wonder how come you never had y'r own yet."

"I just love kids." It was a simple answer. "Plus, I never really had time to care for a child. Got work and stuff, you know. And besides, I practically treat Tsumiki and Megumi like my kids."

"Mmm," he replies aimlessly.

"However," you resume while placing a wet bowl on the rack. "I wouldn't mind having a little one of my own. Now that I'm pretty comfortable with where I'm at in life, I'd love to have a little baby to share it with."

Toji lets your words sink in before saying anything. Now that he sees where you stand on the topic, finally, he can voice his opinion.

"Y/n..." he treads carefully with the words he's about to say. "I've been thinkin' about somethin'."

"Thinking about what?" You can't deny the uneasy atmosphere with Toji's mysteriousness, yet you listen as you turn off the sink faucet.

The two of you stop swaying your bodies with each other. "How 'bout we have a baby?"

Your body goes rigid at the question, and breathing subsides as your mind goes rampant with reflections too fast to comprehend. He wants a child—another child!? With me??!

"Like, right now?" The only question that escaped your lips, your voice hushed to a whisper. No one else is here in the space but you two, although the talk you're having right now feels virtually forbidden to the tongue.

"Doesn't have to be right now," Toji moves his head to your shoulder, his hushed, gruff voice clear to your ears. "But as long as it's with you, one more kid won't hurt, right?"

And your breath hitches when a hand finds its way to the surface of your stomach, his fingers lightly teasing with the flesh of your abdomen. He places his lips on your neck, and you bite your bottom lip to repress a whimper. "Mmmm, why do you want more?" You still press him with questions despite almost dissolving into his kisses. "You already have a gorgeous girl—"

"I wan' have your girl." He murmurs softly to your ear before lightly biting the lobe, and a moan slips past you.

"A-And...a beautiful boy..."

"I want your boy."

"Toji, please," you surprise the older man by turning your body to face him fully, eyes surveying his. "This is no joke! Just because I don't have my own kid doesn't mean—"

You're silenced when Toji brings a hand to your cheek, cupping a side of your face. "I'm not jokin', sweetie. I know I'm not the best dad in the world — hell, I'm pretty lousy at it. But you," he leans forward while you instinctively go backward, hitting the sink behind you. "You're basically a mother to mine and a real damn good one, too. And since ya said things are good now, why don't I make you a parent fr' real."

"Toji—"

"Like I said: it doesn't have to be today or tomorrow. But as long as it's you," his thumb brushes your cheek as he looks deep into your eyes. "Let me give ya a baby, angel."

All you can do is look into his emerald orbs that examine you for a response. The silence between you two is accompanied by the ticking sounds of the clock on the kitchen wall. And after a few seconds, you sigh and place a hand on the big one caressing your cheek.

"If I say yes," your reply has his brows lifted. "Will you give me foot massages and a bowl of ramen at three in the morning and not be a bitch about it when I ask?"

Toji gives you a smile, his scarred lip tugged upwards. And you return one to him as he kisses your forehead.

"Works fr' me."

This is how the two of you end up in the bedroom; the ceiling lights toned down to a low shade, clothes discarded on the cold wooden floor, and the sound of lips smacking fills the silence.

"Mmmm, Daddy..." You whimper through the kisses, your hands find purchase on his strong shoulders, and you yelp when he bites your lip. His lips gradually embark downwards to your neck clavicle. Kisses and light suck to your nipples make you hum in pleasure, and a gasp prompts out when his teeth graze the bud of your soft mounds.

A hand sneaks between your legs and nestles in between the lips of your southern entrance, his big fingers enter inside with the use of the soapy fluid of your cunt, and you wail from the contact while he sucks on your breast.

"Such a good girl, angel." He lets go of your nipple to coax you, his mouth sucking your skin as his mouth continues its journey south. More licks on your body feel hot, kisses placed on every stretch mark he comes across. And he stops when he passes your tummy, coming up to see the view of his digits pushing to and fro inside your leaking chasm. "My fingers feelin' good, mama?"

"Yesssss," you hiss, eyes sewn shut to concentrate on the pleasurable sensation in your slit. He chuckles at your delighted expression before he leans down to suck on your clit, earning a shriek from your puffy lips. "Stoooop, I-I'm too sensitive—Ahhaaaannn!!"

He releases your tender bud from his mouth after placing a chaste kiss on it. "Sorry, baby, gotta have you nice and wet fr' me." He sucks and laps around on your wetness for a few more minutes before withdrawing his mouth from your leaky chasm, substituting his tongue with his big fingers to swipe on your clitoris. Broken sobs seep out from you. "Cummin' on my fingers and tongue, that's my girl."

The throbbing commotion between your legs has your ears ringing and your head pulsing. You've already come three times for thirty minutes. He's such a greedy man, but whatever it takes for you to prep for him.

Speaking of which, Toji props your legs onto his shoulders while aligning his cock to your folds, lathering the girth with your juices. Your heart beats irregularly with anticipation on the rise, a position you're all too familiar with. Toji sees you gawking at his glans kissing your folds, and he sneers salaciously. "Ready, sweetie?"

You give him a smile even through entering your lustful haze. "Skipped the pill and everything, Daddy." And with a kiss on your cheek, Toji wastes no time and pushes his length into you with every inhale you take. And the both of you moan when the cockhead slides right into your vulva. Every inch of his dick descends into you, making you full of his size, and whimpers fail to be suppressed as he scrapes your velvety walls deliciously.

After letting you adapt to him, his hips start with a slow rhythm for you to properly situate yourself with the mating press. However, with how you're gripping around him, it doesn't take long for him to quicken his pace. Soft wails soon become stifled squeals with the bite of your lips from the growing cadence, and your eyes begin to water when the underside of his shaft grazes your inner walls.

But when the tip of his cock finally touches your cervix, a choked scream sneaks past your restraint. And Toji chortles. "Mmmmm, that's what I wanna hear." He grinds his pelvis deep into your cunt, resulting in forced squeaks from your tongue.

"Ahhhnnn! Daddy, please—Oh, Jesus," It hurts to think when Toji accurately jabs your delicate cervix, tears streaming down your pretty cheeks. "Oh, God, it's too much, too mu—Oooohh!!"

"I know, darlin', I know." He comes down to your face, yet his pace does not falter. His speed increases and becomes harsher by the second, and your head pounds hard with every rut. You nibble on his neck, sucking on his Adam's apple as he drills his dick into you. "Nnnngh, so tight on me, mama. Gonna make me go crazy."

As if he wasn't going crazier already with the erratic rut of his hips. Driving his cock deep inside and the sound of his balls smacking your folds is all you can hear. Your face is now entirely hot, matching the tingling sensation of skin slapped together between your legs. You dare to peek down to see the union of your sexes, Toji's member now harboring a white ring near the base. Strings of your slick and his spit keep you two connected during this moment, and more incoherent shrieks are pulled from your throat.

"Nnnaaaaa, ahhhaaaa!!! D-Daddy, please!!" While there's uncertainty about whether your pleas will be heard, you still express yourself to him. "It's coming, it's coming! I'm gonna cum, gonna cummmm!! Nnnmmph!!" And when he comes down to you with his complete weight caging you in, the pressure of his body has you submit to him completely.

"Yeah, wanna cum on Daddy's dick." He says with his condescending, guttural tone that almost makes you melt onto the satin sheets beneath you. "G' ahead, mama—Hmmph! Make a nice mess while I finish here..." His strokes become ever intenser than before; his length brushes your inner walls, and continuous pokes to your cervix prompt your orgasm to climb faster. And you soon fall into a wave of pure ecstasy, your cunt clamping around him desperately while your body trembles.

And Toji is forced to fall into a release of his own when the walls of your slit contract around him, spilling into you with the flex of his abdomen. His sweaty body is on top of yours, and your breathing matches his as you two experience each crescendo.

Heavy exhales sync as you two calm down within your intimate embrace. Your mind slowly returns from its foggy state with the calm atmosphere soothing your body, and your quivers now subsided while the older man lays kisses and sucks on your neck. But it comes to a halt when a sudden yelp comes from your swollen lips because he thrusts into you again, even with your vulva being extremely sensitive.

He lifts his head from the crook of your neck, and it's not to your surprise that he has a smirk on that dumb, handsome face of his. His lips curled to where his teeth peek from under his scar. "Ya know I gotta fuck you more than once, right, sweetie? Make sure you're all filled up 'n all."

You suck your teeth with furrowed brows, but a smile comes up with breathless giggles. "I'm telling you, Mr. Fushiguro, you're most definitely treating me to daily foot massages when I get pregnant."

"Whatever you say," he shuts your threats with a kiss on your soft lips. "My pretty darlin'..."

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Toji twiddles with something in his hand while you lay on his chest in the shared bedroom. The kids were taking a nap after coming from school, leaving the two of you to enjoy the leisure of each other's company.

But today was a different day compared to any other. Because even if you two are looking at the television with the old rom-com displayed, neither of you is actually watching. Too busy distracted with the smiles plastered on your faces to care for what's on the screen. The only thing corrupting your minds is a matter that has you two in glee after a week of anticipation and mutual work.

The man peers at his hand to look at the object between Toji's fingers. Nothing but a pink and white stick — a pregnancy test. And at the center of the device conveyed two red lines, the signature implication that you were indeed with a child. His child.

"Hey, Toji," the call of his name has him look down at you, still facing the television despite your attention not wholly on it. "What do you think they are?"

"Hmm?" It takes a few seconds for it to click until he notices your hand brushing around your belly. He chuckles. "I'm hopin' for a girl. Wan' 'em to look and act like you."

You hum aimlessly at his answer before you berate him with more of your thoughts. "What if it's a boy? I think it'd be cute to have another mini-you running around the house."

"Nah, one mini-me is enough, and he already talks back to me like he's a teen." You giggle at the light sour face he shows and his complaints about Megumi. "Besides, I don't want another me. I'm already a lousy dad, and I didn't have the best childhood. I wouldn't want you to deal with a child that's exactly like me..."

Silence ensues with the answer; it's the only response you deem appropriate. That was the case until you say what was next on your mind.

"Toji, I'm sure your upbringing wasn't the best because people weren't there for you when you needed them. And although that's shaped you into the man I love, even I wouldn't want you to go through all that for a second time." You can feel the weight of his green eyes on you while you speak, though you don't turn to face him. "Nevertheless, times are different. You have me to love and care for you now—you and your beautiful children. You might not be the best dad in the world, but you've done a great job taking care of them."

"Thanks to you." He interrupts you, and you laugh.

"Yes, thanks to me. And because you have me, this little one won't be going through what you went through. I promise you, you're not alone in this. Because I'm pretty scared as this is my first pregnancy. But that's okay since I have you to take care of me. I'll be there to help you, and you'll be there to help me. As long as that's true, we'll do just fine."

Taken aback by your response, the older man turns to the pregnancy test still in his hand. The more he looks at the device, the more he ponders what you said. And a small smile creeps up on him, coming to a decision himself. At this point, it doesn't matter what the sex of the child will be to him. What warms his heart is that you promise to be by his side, helping him watch your little one — his child — his family grow as the days and years pass.

"Now," your voice brings him back to the present, whipping his head back to you. "I can't say the same if we end up with twins. Because you'll just have to deal with one while I have the other."

Toji puts the pregnancy test on the nightstand and goes for your nose to pinch it. "Fuckin' kid, who told you were funny, huh?" Your laughter only fuels him to mess with you more, but that's okay. He's smiling at your silliness, and that's all you want right now.

Because, even if they're not here yet, no child should have a father who doesn't know how to smile.

[yummyyumberries]

WELL I'LL BE. your writing is SO scrumptious ma'ma!?

Lemme get 2 the point 🤦

JONGSEOB.

I NEEEEEEEEEEED IT. I NEEEEEEEED MORE.

can you maybe do a write abt a fem reader having a thing for being marked, but like too shy to say?

Idk where I'm going w this y'all 🧍

DO WHAT YOU WILL WITH THIS

(like a gentle dom jongseob x fem reader who wants/likes being marked)?

Neck Kisses 💋

gentledom!jongseob x afab!reader

warnings : smut, hickeys obviously, making out, fingering, lmk if i missed anything

a/n: sorry for no uploads for a minute ur girls brain was DRY 😢😢 TYSM RAE FOR SAVING ME!!!! i had a seobie fic in the works but when i saw this request i shoved it to the side SO FAST LMAOO ilysm rae and i hope u enjoy reading 🤍 (also wanting to dedicate this to literally the best seobie writers ever @kisseobie @348kg love these guys and make sure to check out their work bc LORD.)

you and your boyfriend, jongseob, have been dating for a while now. you had noticed very quickly that he LOVES neck kisses. while everyone else’s boyfriend were kissing their cheeks, hands and lips. he would always give you a soft kiss on your neck, and it always turned you on. you loved every time he did it, internally hoping that one day he would bite down marking you.

while you were at his house you decided to ask him about it. “Seobie?” you say while you were laying on his lap. “yes angel?” he says putting his phone down, giving you his full attention. you sit up from his lap and ask “why are you always kissing my neck?”. his gaze softens and he slightly tilts his head. “do you want me to stop?”. your eyes widened and you quickly reassure him and sit closer.

you place a soft kiss onto his lips and you feel his familiar hand go up your shirt. jongseob deepens the kiss and starts to pull up your shirt. you break the kiss and help him take off your shirt, leaving you in a bra and shorts. jongseob being jongseob he starts to kiss your jaw slowly going down to your neck. you feel him smile against your neck and you immediately get nervous. whenever he did that it always meant he had an idea.

you were scared until you felt him bite down on your neck. “ah..” you let out a small whine and he immediately stops to look at you. he cups your face with his hand “are you okay? did i hurt you?” “i’m fine.. don’t stop” you were looking down avoiding eye contact but you could tell he was smiling.

“you’re so adorable” he says softly laughing. you open your mouth to respond but he latches onto you neck before you could. his hand was fidgeting with the button of your jean shorts. you would take them off but the feeling of him biting your neck and all across your chest is insanely distracting.

he manages to get your shorts off without your help and you didn’t even notice before he shoved his fingers into you without a warning. you let out a cry of pleasure and you look down at jongseob to see a display of hickeys all across your chest.

“seobie..” your voice is cracking and you could barely get any words out. he ignores you and laughs against your chest. he detached from you chest and stares at his artwork. you could feel your mind going fuzzy as he quickens the pace of his fingers.

you were trying to be quiet beforehand due to the thin walls (you learned your lesson from last time..) but you couldn’t anymore.

he added a third finger, stretching you, scissoring you open as he worked your clit with his thumb. "You're so fucking wet for me" his fingers pumped in and out, curling to hit that sweet spot inside you that had you crying out and squirming.

" 'm gonna cum," you cried, your body tensing. "cum for me, angel," he urged, speeding up his fingers. "let me feel you come around my fingers."

your orgasm crashed over you, wave after wave of pleasure rippling through your body. you cried out, shamelessly, your hands grasping at jongseobs shoulders as he rode out your climax with you, his fingers never stopping their magical motions. Gradually, the intensity of you orgasm subsided, leaving you spent and breathing heavily.

he pulled out his fingers and put them in his mouth licking them clean. you were panting still trying to catch your breath. his hand grazed over your chest and neck. he lets out a small chuckle “i think i got a little carried away.” “you think?” you reply jokingly. “i’ve been wanting to tell you about this for a while actually..” you say as your hand pushes the hair out his face.

“really? you should’ve told me sooner” he smiled. “i was too shy..” you smile back and look down. “what a shame, i had just bought a new tube top” you say looking down at your chest. “who says you can’t wear it?” he tilts his head “are you trying to get me in trouble?” you spat. he shakes his head “you can show off that you have a beautiful, amazing boyfriend”

[f1haaland]

Hi!!!! Just wanted to request an instagram au of Charles where his gf is a lingerie model and he's a total simp for her and is unashamed about it. Thank you<3

𝐯𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥 / 𝑪𝑳𝟏𝟔

pairing: charles leclerc x model!reader

warnings: slutshaming, strong language, women in underwear (?), mature content.

reblogs, feedbacks and likes are appreciated. support your content creators!! 🫶🏽

— social media au | face claim: taylor hill

➜ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚 𝟏 𝐦𝐚���𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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yourusername having a good time at the photoshoot!

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charles_leclerc Most beautiful girl in the game 🙈

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yourusername summer time, and the living's easy ✨️☀️

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charles_leclerc Kinda hot in here, huh? 🥵

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yourusername Last photoshoot before the season starts. Can't wait to hit the runway again!

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charles_leclerc Tu est magnifique, chérie 😍

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charles_leclerc Shine bright tonight, mon étoile 🌟🫶🏻

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yourusername ilysm ❤️

mafiaferrarista charles is the biggest simp for his girl, gotta give him that

favsnorris you deserve better, charles

⤷ schumicks yeah like you know what's best for charles

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yourusername Brought my boyfriend with me to be my photographer. Turns out Charlie got great lenses 📸

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charles_leclerc All my lenses points at you, bebé

⤷ yourusername you're so cheesy 😭🫶🏻

monegato oh look! it's y/n posting pictures of herself half naked! again!

pierregasly Looking good Y/n!

⤷ yourusername thanks frenchie

luvsferrari poor charles, this girl has no respect for him

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charles_leclerc Belíssima, mon amour! Couldn't be prouder of my girl. Thank you for sharing these incredible moments of your career with me.

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charles4ferrari #freecharles

tifosimania she clearly has no respect for their relationship

leclerclands 🤢🤢🤢

mclarengirly y'all be here like y/n or charles really care for your opinions

charles_leclerc just posted a story

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yourusername week dump. get yourself a man who buys you real AND FAKE flowers. love building legos with you. love doing anything with you. thanks for being the best boyfriend a girl could ask for. i love you, charles. tagged: charles_leclerc

charles_leclerc Je t'aime de chaque morceau de mon cœur battant ❤️

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[h3yl4dies]

𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒!!!

Small message : I might make a part 2 about this, if I planned to make one then I will put the link down below of the part 2

Warnings ⚠ : a bit mentions of anxiety

Type : hcs (headcannons)

Pairing : tsukishima x reader, kageyama x reader, bokuto x reader, Dachi x reader, oikawa x reader

✰ 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐄𝐈

At first he would be a bit nervous since he never slept beside a girl

He would probably sleep at the edge so he would avoid touching you during the night

He would make sure your comfortable

He felt safe around you so he fell asleep well

He had a good sleep

Sometimes he would turn around to check on you slowly

If you suggest holding hands he would probably accept it but you could always feel his hand sweating a bit

If you suggest cuddles he will have a light pink blush on his cheeks, he probably.. Will allow cuddling???

Tsukishima isn't the type of guy who would suggest cuddling but if you want to cuddle with him, he wouldn't mind

✰ 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐎

Oh boy, he's a blushing mess!

his heart would nearly explode when you suggested sleeping together

His anxiety is KILLING him

Dear Lord save him he's gonna turn into a blushing reddened tomato the whole night

He couldn't even sleep the whole night

Would probably tremble and shake the whole bed

HE'S INSTANTLY SWEATING

When you suggested sleeping together, he acted tough and accepted it

But right now, he's melting apparently

If you suggest holding hands, he would FLINCH

Hold his hand? Be ready to feel hotness and sweat all over your hand

Cuddle? He's dead.

✰ 𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎

Okay first of all.. He is not AFRAID to sleep with you

When you suggested sleeping with him, he would burst into happiness and gladly accept it

Would probably cuddle you first instead of you doing it

Holding hands and cuddling is his thing

BIG SPOON BIG SPOON 🚨

Also.. He snores.

Technically, it would be annoying trying to fall asleep when bokuto is snoring and you can't do anything to stop him from snoring

If your uncomfortable with him cuddling you then he will leave you alone with a small sad face (poor bokuto 😭)

But mostly, it feels safe and comfortable sleeping with him and cuddling with him

His body temperature is usually warm so if your cold, GET YOUR TEDDY BEAR TO WARM YOU!!!

✰ 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀

For what I might say.. He's a gentleman

BIG gentleman

Your cold? He will share you his blanket

You hot? He will turn on the air conditioner!

Any problem can be solved by him so you do not have to worry

He really wants you to sleep comfortably so if you have any problems please tell him

Cuddles? Sure! Your welcomed to be cuddled by him!

Holding hands? No problem! He finds it cute and adorable to hold hands while sleeping together

HE'S A HUSBAND MATERIAL!!!!

Ilysm sm I am now jealous (please let me sleep with daichi next)

He wants to make you feel extremely comfortable and safe

So you might expect forehead kisses and neck kisses from him during the night

✰ 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐔

Omfg he's so flirty

When you suggested sleeping with him, he was like "omgggg y/n chan really wants to sleep with her handsome boyfriend?!?!?! Of course I cannot resist!!! "

Has a HUGE ego

He would literally stare at you sleeping nearly the whole night omg 😭

Probably showed off to kageyama that he has a girlfriend and he doesn't 💀

Anyways back to the head cannons, I feel like his body temperature would be COLD

So if you feel cold, he can't help you with that butttt.. He has a lot of blankets

Literally 3 pillows and 4 blankets

Would try SO HARD to touch you and cuddle with you

He's touchy

When you sleep with him, he would always has a small smile while sleeping

Anyways! That's all I hope y'all enjoyed reading and I am so so so sorry this was a bit short because this was a bit rushed and I had a hard time figuring new head cannons for it 😭

[yyawnjun]

SOUP AND TEARS

a.n.: hii hello guys im slowly coming back!! and the crowd ???; always a bit stressed and busy, soo here's for y'all smting comforting (who am i kidding, all of this is pure sweet) ; fluff !! ; now let's all say THANK YOU TOO MY GIRL @sobun1est for proofreading all of this, ilysm <3; @k-labels @kflixnet @en-diaries ; 1.2k wc

your head was feeling heavier and your eyes were slowly closing. it was now after 9 pm, and you were at your house, with your computer open and many sheets all around your desk; it was exams season and you were stressing.

everything around you could have felt your anxiety, your leg was shaking to keep you awake and you kept writing and writing at your computer.

it was one of the biggest exams and you still had one week to prepare for it. but on that evening the more you tried to focus, the more you lost it.

“Yn! it’s ready, come to eat something.” the most comforting voice brought you back to life

“pretty please?” you heard your boyfriend’s voice, as a head peeked out from your bedroom door.

“five more minutes,” you said, almost whispering.

“pretty please, you worked enough for today”

“i can go on for another five minutes,” you replied, turning to him. and in that moment you realized that maybe you couldn’t.

you felt your head hurting a lot, and spinning intermittently, your eyes were burning from the dim light from the lamp and your words were stuck in your throat.

so you just nodded and tried to get up

“i recognize that look, you worked too much today” 

“finals..” you murmured.

he quickly moved to open the door for you

as soon as you stepped out of your room a pleasant smell hit you; you didn't recognize it right away, you just felt warmed by it as if your whole body felt like it was wrapped in a nice hot blanket.

“Please take this, okay?” heeseung said while taking off his sweatshirt and passing it to you.

you weren’t cold?

oh no wait, you were shivering. but at the same time, you were too exhausted to notice it.

“thank you” you replied while putting it on.

without even noticing you were now holding his hand, and for the whole passage to the kitchen gripped to it as if it was only thank to that you were able to stand up.

you were still trying to not move too fast nor to take your eyes too open otherwise you felt you could have fallen at any moment.

“i fear i have reached my limit for today” 

“you did a lot, maybe too much”

“but exams…”

and without adding anything heeseung just squeezed your hand a little and turned towards you.

his gaze softened, his smile appeared and his hands slowly cupped your face. first, he moved it closer to his, your eyes were still half closed and your noses were now rubbing against each other's.

it was not just that house that smelled of something so familiar and comforting, it was him.

heeseung then moved his lips against your forehead, and gently kissed it. your eyes were still closed as if you were trying your best to feel him closer to you.

now your head was leaning on his chest, your face fitting right perfectly in the crock of his neck. your arms were around him, and his head leaning gently on your head.

what if human bodies were just meant to hold each other?

and now you were thinking about nothing, but your eyes felt watery.

“you can cry now baby” and as you were waiting for permission to do it.

you cried, you cried a lot.

from that moment you just remembered blacking out and slowly falling on the floor. and heeseung with you, always holding you. holding you like something inestimable, letting your bodies melt together.

you felt inebriated by his sweet comfort, so lost in it, feeling like a sailor lost in the fog, blindly following the voice of a mermaid.

“darling hi, beautiful now look at me” 

you followed that voice and slowly opened your eyes.

you were now seeing everything so foggy, and you felt his hands moving to your face and his fingers caressing your temples.

he moved them to dry your tears, and all of a sudden your eyesight came back.

“darling, can I see your beautiful eyes, mh?”

but you weren't moving, you were just there sitting on the floor and lying on his chest.

he kept caressing you while whispering sweet words.

“Let me carry you on the sofa, and I will bring you some of the soup I've cooked for you. what do you think beautiful?”

all of these compliments and sweet words were helping to warm your heart and clevering your vision.

“thank you”

as soon as he heard your voice, his eyes lighted up and he quickly wrapped you close to him and moved you on the sofa.

while passing next to the kitchen you peeked in quickly And noticed how he decorated the whole room.

a candle not lighted up yet was surrounded by two red plates and matched glasses. Many snacks that you loved were. everything was so still, that few seconds you had to notice it was now Imprinted forever in your mind.

“here's a blanket for you, I will be right back darling, okay?” he asked in the sweetest tone possible.

suddenly you felt his presence moving away, the warmth of his body becoming lighter.

“baby, it's your favorite soup and I've cooked it all by myself” he said so proudly as a smile appeared on your face.

“ you're smiling “ he whispered, while leaning closer to you and moving a scoop full of soup To you. 

“Oh, it's delicious. thank you hee” you were able to say before feeling your tears forming again.

“You can eat it all” he said while slowly feeding you.

You were now gaining your natural color, your cheeks were pinkish and your eyes lighted up.

As you kept eating, your tears kept falling.

Your soup tastes a little bit like them now, no  matter how many times your boyfriend was drying them.

“I'm sorry” you were trying to keep repeating between the taste of tears and soup; while he just scoffed his head.

before you could even realize you had finished it, and now you were just staring at each other. 

“Don't ever be sorry for this: okay? instead, let me just help you. allow me to hold you for a bit more mh?”

“it will get better” he kept repeating while caressing your shoulder, 

“say it with me because you need to believe it, my Love”

And now your sorrows were more similar to comforting words.

“look, there's the moon watching over you tonight,” he said, after calming you a bit and pointing outside the window.

“ beautiful “

“Yeah, the moon is beautiful “

“Heeseung you are beautiful “ you said while looking at him. His eyes moved towards you again and his ears became reddish.

He smiled at you and suddenly your head was spinning again, but this time it was slower, more calming, and almost comforting.

“it will get better” was the last thing you heard before finally letting yourself fall asleep in his arms.

Oh, humans were really made to hold each other like this, he whispered before closing his eyes and falling asleep next to you.

[sweetteainthesummerx]

THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (4)

In which Ollie and Aubrey's interaction is captured online

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notes: hey y'all! this is super slow burn but I promise its worth it :) Leave a comment ( I go feral for those) and ask to be added on the tag list if u please

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clip one: An iPhone camera captures a slightly grainy video of Aubrey Yang, wearing a newly given Ferrari cap, greeting Charles Leclerc and Alexandra Saint Mleux after the Monaco Grand Prix. She shakes his hand and gives her a hug in greeting. The three converse in rapid French, laughing once in a while. Ollie Bearman walks by mid-conversation, and Charles grabs his arm. The tall boy turns and sees Audrey, cheeks flushing visibly. Her back is now turned to the camera, but she waves and he smiles at her. The paddock is crowded and loud, but the camera shakily zooms in on the group. She shakes his hand, and he bends down to ask her something, speaking into her ear. She smiles and nods and he looks to his manager for something. His manager hands him his phone and he takes a selfie with her. He lifts his arm and she slides under it as he hands the phone to Charles. They both hold up peace signs, arms wrapped around the other. She offers him a hug as his manager calls him to leave to an interview. He returns it eagerly, bending down a little to hug her properly. Her hands loop under his arms to pat at his back gently, and his are wrapped around her waist. When they break, he says something again and waves as he leaves. Alexandra and Charles watch on with thoughtful looks on their faces.

clip two: Aubrey Yang, walking hand in hand with Lily Muni He as the two navigate through the paddock.

f1_09gossips Aubrey Yang seen in the paddocks yesterday!

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dudududumvp GUYS I SAW THEM and let me tell u ollie was fangirling

-- user1 hello???

-- dudududumvp yeah he was blushing and everything it was so cute

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aubreyyang Was an absolute privilege to film in my home city. WE LOVE YOU VANCOUVER 🇨🇦

White Jade Tiger is a project that is so close to my heart. As a second generation immigrant, this book meant so much to me as a child. Now, getting to play Jasmine and bring her story as well as thousands of others to life is an honour. Oh, and a Dallas pic to feed your soul :)

WHITE JADE TIGER OUT JANUARY 2025

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dallas_liu 🔥🔥🔥

user1 oh i didn't know she was canadian

-- aubreyyang born and bred, baby!

-- aubygfan1 OMG ILYSM

charlesleclerc felicitations!

-- aubreyyang merci! j'espère de vous voir (et Alex) à la première

-- f1wagsfvr damn everyones flocking to her insta she must be so lovely

-- dior.n.goodjohn trust me she is

-- user2 dior what r u doing here 😭

macecoronel congrats!

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WESTERN ASIA MEDIA PRESENTS

Dallas Liu and Aubrey Yang for White Jade Tiger

Western Asia Media Interviewer: Welcome, you guys!

Dallas Liu: Thanks for having us, man.

Aubrey Yang: It's so good to see you!

WAMI: It really is. Last time we saw you both, you were working on Crazy Rich Asians and Shang Chi respectively.

DL: laughs and shakes his head. Woah, that was actually so long ago.

AY: Don't, I feel old.

WASMI: Okay, so before we get started, we have a couple of personal questions... Aubrey, we didn't know you spoke French!

AY: Oh, that. I grew up speaking Canadian French at school, because it's mandatory in Canada. But actually, I've met some really good friends lately who are Monégasque, so my accent has been leaning towards there.

WASMI: Are these friends by any chance very famous motorsports racers?

AY: Yeah, Charles and Alex. They're both super cool.

WASMI: Onto you, Dallas...

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f1wags Ferrari rookie Ollie Bearman and model girlfriend, have allegedly broken up, according to sources.

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user1 NO WAY

bearmanheart MY CHANCE BRO

user2 aww they were cute

user3 rip

olliebearman posted

olliebearman Monaco you never disappoint 🇲🇨 ❤️

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user1 i think him and Estelle actually did break up she hasnt been at any of the races for like weeks

-- user2 do uk why

-- user3 prob because shes so much older

charlesleclerc what are you doing partying 🤨

-- olliebearman sorry dad ��

aubrie_yangfan WAIT IS THE BREAK UP CONFIRMED my Aubrey ollie pipeline might come tru

-- username5 ur actually delusional 😭

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[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Midnight Zone

Astarion x Y/N - drabble - 608 WC

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Warnings: Astarion being doubtful, fluffffffff

“How deep do you think it goes?” Karlach asked, shaking the last of some spider webs off her boots. 

“One way to find out.” You smiled. You rummaged through your bag finally finding your scroll of feather fall. Casting it quickly, an elated yip escaped you as you jumped into the crevice in the center of the Whispering Depths. You fell for ages, admiring the glowing crystals that passed you slowly. You giggled as the fall continued, feeling a moment of reprieve, of happiness as they were rare to come by lately. When your feet hit the ground, you stumbled a bit before regaining your footing. The others landed by you shortly after.

“I think we’ve all had enough for one day, let’s set up camp.” Shadowheart said, walking ahead with everyone else while you lingered back. 

You didn’t notice Astarion had stayed behind with you until he gently soothed his hand over the small of your back. “Dreary, isn’t it?” He said looking around in disgust.

“What?” You said, finally ripping your eyes away from the beauty that surrounded you. “I think this has to be the most amazing place I’ve ever seen.” You said, looking in his eyes.

“You can’t possibly be serious.” he asked, his eyes searching your face trying to find why you’d say such a thing.

“Truth be told, I’ve always preferred the dark. And it isn’t exactly dark down here… look at all the life around us. Wonderful and weird, just how I like it.” you giggled at him. He looked shocked but couldn’t hear any deception from you. 

“If I can’t find a way to stay in the sun after this tadpole situation… I’ll have to live down here… In the dark… Alone.” his voice trailed off, sadly.

You whipped your head to him, “Who said you’d be alone?”

“Darling, I cannot ask that of you…” he laced his fingers through yours.

“It’s a good thing I want to then, isn’t it?” you kissed his cheeks, “Astarion, my love, I can go to the surface if I ever miss the sun. What I cannot do, is live without you. I won’t. You are stuck with me.” you nudged his chin up, trying to lighten his mood. 

“Are you sure? Life down here comes with… difficulties.” he nodded towards the different mushrooms around and the myconid colony off in the distance. 

“Where have we gone that hasn’t had difficulties? Trouble follows you my love, you’ll need my protection.” Astarion laughed at your quip, he pushed you back softly, feigning offense. 

“Lest I remind you of all the times I’ve saved your head from a spike?” he said with his typical snark.

“Lest I remind you?” you said back, holding his hand and pulling him towards camp. He rolled his eyes, trailing after you. 

At the edge of camp he yanked you softly, pulling you back to his chest. You smiled at him, enjoying when his playful side came out. He stared at you, his forehead slowly leaning in to rest against yours. “How refreshing…” he whispered.

“What?” you said, furrowing your eyebrows.

“To know that I won't endure eternity alone… to know that I will be loved.” he kissed you, it was gentle but you could feel his emotions behind it. Relief. Excitement. Happiness. 

You kissed him back, trying to get as close to him as possible. “Eternity saving you from spikes and daggers? Sounds like a lot of grunt work…” you joked.

He laughed before nipping your lip and pulling you into a much hungrier kiss, “I like to think I’m worth it.”

“Definitely.” you kissed him back with equal fervor. 

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Naboo's Note:

Hey! Last drabble of the week, I'm going to try and write a longer work soon, I know these little bite sized fits aren't for everyone and some would prefer lengthy pieces. I'd love some requests to get the motivation mill going. I hope y'all enjoy; as always - thank you for the likes, comments, reblogs, and requests. Ilysm xoxoxoxo!!

[st4rb3rries]

summer activities with the main 4

pairings; stan, kyle, kenny, cartman x fem!reader (aged up 18+)

summary; going to the water park/gas station with them

warnings; cussing, mention of drugs

a/n; sorry for being inactive!! i love you guys hope you enjoy<3

key colors; blue= stan green= kyle orange= kenny red= cartman pink= reader

so i feel like you guys would go to the water park because it's so hot. kyle is the one who suggested it because cartman can't stfu. "what the fuck it's so hot" "then how about we go to the water park tubby" "DON'T CALL ME TUBBY YOU STUPID J- that's actually not a bad idea" "shiii im down it's hot as fuck" "fr" "but not as hot as hot as me😘" "who said you were hot in the first place🤨" so all of you guys walked back to your houses and to go get ready. we all know kyle is the mom friend so he brings extra towels, sunscreen, and floaties and puts it in a suitcase. once you all meet up you guys just decided to walk there. "god kyle did you not get the memo were going to the waterpark not the airport🙄" "WELL CARTMAN I WAS JUST TRYING TO LOOK OUT FOR YOU GUYS LOOK AT YOURSELVES YOU GUYS DIDN'T EVEN BRING A SINGLE TOWEL" "thanks for bringing us stuff mom ilysm🥰" "yeah yeah whatever let's just start walking" when you guys get there for some reason kenny and cartman BROUGHT A WHOLE ASS SPEAKER??? *random song playing on speaker* "AW DUDE WTH YOUR EMBARRISING US" "BITCHHH TURN THAT SHIT DOWNN😭" *kyle grabs the speaker and throws it into an "empty" pool* (rip to the kid who was in the pool) "come on stan and y/n lets go swim, but first we gotta put on sunscreen" "bro think's he's the main character💀" "im gonna fucking kill him" "bro thinks he's the villain 💀" your guys favorite thing to do at the waterpark is the slides for sure. or should i say it's you and kenny's favorite thing to do. "WOOHOOO WATER SLIDES Y/N LET'S GO" "YYASSS" "god they're so childish, real men make kids fall of slides" "CARTMAN NO-" so after you and kenny were finished with all the slides. you decided to invite stan because he hasn't done anything being the emo bitch he is🙄. "come on stan lets go next" "no" "yes" "no" he's only saying no because he's afraid he's gonna barf on you since. you guys have to hold each other tight on the slide. (it's in the rules😉) bro is not tryna get caught lacking with having a crush on you. yeah you guessed he finally said yes to you. "ARE YOU READDY STAN HOLD ON TIGHT" "oh god" *not even 5 seconds later* "BLEGHHHHH-" "EW DUDE SICK WTF" bro doesn't even say sorry cause he's too embarrassed. good thing kyle only saw you guys. cartman and kenny would've been laughing their asses off💀. "looks like someone threw a love bomb on you guys *wink*" "shut it kyle" anyways good thing kyle had his big ass suitcase prepared with towels and extra bathing suits. at the end of the day kenny is flirting with the life guards and cartman is torturing kids. but you, stan, and kyle always look foreword to the sunset each day and luckily. the water park has a perfect view for that so you guys were excited. (you guys got kicked out before the sunset)

after getting escorted out the water park you decide to go your local gas station for slushies and snacks. "you guys you guys w-wait up" "come on cartman walk faster" "CAN'T YOU SEE IM TRYING STAN WE JUST CAME FROM THE WATER PARK" "yeah like 2 mintues ago" "LAST ONE WHO GETS THERE HAS TO PAY FOR ALL OUR STUFF" all of you guys start zooming just to piss off cartman. "GODAMMIT WAIT UP" when you guys finally arrive (yes you guys waited for cartman) the cashier always has a look of terror on his face because he knows that you guys. might end up buying the whole store, or accidently set it on fire. "LOOK Y/N SOUR CANDY OUR FAVORITE" "BY THE WHOLE ROW RN" "oh no no no you guys we aren't doing this again." he's only saying this because one time you and kyle ate so much sour candy that you guys passed out. when stan saw you guys he thought y'all did c0k3 because there was white powder everywhere. in reality it was sour dust💀. so he's still traumatized from sour candy because he thought his best bud and future gf died. "stan relax we won't even eat this much this time, right kyle?" "righttt" meanwhile kenny and cartman are fucking up the slushie machine. "kenny i'll give you $5 if you pour slushie into your shoes" "alr bet"*puts slushie in shoes* "BAHAHA KENNY YK I WOULDN'T GIVE YOU $5 FOR THAT" "ik that's why im gonna drink it nothing ain't going to waste😈" "look kenny real men drink out of the slushie machine not their shoes🤓" "you guys are you ready to go🙄" "nah hold up dude lemme get my razzberry slush real quick" as stan tries to get his slush the machine literally explodes everywhere😭. "AH SHIT" "HAHA STAN YOU DUMB BITCH" "ah hell nah smurf nut exploded everywhere" "HAHAH SMURF NUT" "fuck it i say we make a run for it and never come back we can't this shit in time" "at this point yeah😭" "and you guys know damn well none of us brought cash" "NO WAY KYLE BEING A MAN FOR ONCE AND TRYNA STEAL WOAHHH😮" "SHUT IT F@T@SS THEY'RE GONNA HEAR US" "LETS GO THE CASHIER IS SLEEPING" "HELL YEAH FREE STUFF" "PURR LET'S GO😜" you guys ran out with all your snacks and never came back😭. but we all know kyle is gonna come back and repay for the damages and stealing. until he see's photos of himself and you guys on the door saying your banned. "oh fuck"

[blitzbuckz]

OKAY TIME OF THE YEAR TO BE EMOTIONAL! — as of now, this blog is 8 months old. ( I'm not a hb verteran. im a baby c': ) I made my blog near the end of May 2024. I had about a year break from tumblr && I almost decided not to come back at all when my PC died on me.

Long story short I got a gaming laptop && decided to give Blitzø a try, which had a rocky start but in the end it saved my life! I couldn't picture my life without any of you guys && your time has seriously opened my eyes to so many things! which i'll elaborate further with some of you. ( mostly affiliates but not all ) PLEASE do keep in mind that I'm just ONE person behind this rampant demon, it's impossible for me to mention every mutual but do know I SEE YOU. whether we've interacted once or through 'likes' — do know I consider you part of my life too. always will. you guys are my every day inspiration do be better and I'll continue trying to share my time. foremost, make y'all smile because in the end that's your best feature. I love my audience ( mutuals ) and making you smile means everything to me <3

now onto the mentions! will be under 'Read More' for length purposes. again if you're not listed it doesn't mean i don't value you! i will get better at mentioning and dividing my time with everyone come this New Year! so HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE. WHETHER YOU SPEND IT WITH FAMILY OR ON HERE REMEMBER YOU ARE LOOOVED! I LOVE YOU ALL AND HERE'S TO VENTURING ANOTHER YEAR WITH YOU SINNERS mwah mwah <3

( in no particular order here I goooo )

[ @nopossum / @h3lled ] - MY M&M. MY SERETONINS. since beginning of my blog you guys have made me comfortable in this hell-ish fandom, I was afraid, afraid of reaching out to everyone and doubting whether I was good enough to write Blitz — but you guys accepted me for who I am. you guys gave me a reason to stick around, to dote with my silly doodles, but foremost made me obsess with I.M.P I'll wait an eternity to rp or let alone talk to you. your time means everything to me. I LOVE YOU GUYS SO FUCKN MUCH. YALL ARE FUCKABLE WORTHY. IM KISSING YOU BOTH!! MWAHS MWAHS!!! hope you guys are enjoying New Years!! you little rascals deserve nothing but the BEST! i'll be spoiling you two with art soon enough too. just you watch!! <3

[ @grimowled ] - MY FIRST RP STOLAS PARTNER. i remember being nervous to talk to you, let alone rp with you, yet we took off faster than I'd ever imagine. waay too fast, but that's how in sync we are! we have the same ambitions, same love for our muses. I can always hear Stolas through your writing, especially Pilot Stols. which I didn't think I would of had a eye for — but now I'm lowkey foaming in the mouth lol anything and everything you do is jaw dropping and I too will wait an eternity for you. you are worth the wait. ilysm please never change luv <3

[ @botanikos / @starsaught ] - MY FAMILY. MY HEARTS AND BRIGHTEST OF STARS. coming in on tumblr I didn't think I would of found anyone to share a family with, to feel needed every day, or even mentioned. Sinsmas may have ended in a rough note, but honestly I felt different because I had so much fun screaming with both of you. going back and forth on discord with you guys was the most fun i had in awhile. easily the best holiday I had in years! I love watching you guys go on rants, speak your thoughts, and overall write with a fiery passion. I want to like every single one of your posts, simply EVERYTHING you guys do and I cannot wait to venture into another year with both of y'all. another year, another problem. whatever comes your way I will protect you both!! you guys deserve the world and back — I'll do whatever it takes to make you two smile. you guys are my constellations, my burning stars, I couldn't picture tumblr without you both. IM ON THE VERGE OF TEARS HERE. seriously, it's a blessing and an honor anytime I get to interact with you two. I'd have the biggest gap in my heart without y'all. ilu fams so so much. Happy New Year! may it be filled with love and joy- as you bestowed into my life ;; v ;; <33

[ @gethellbcnt ] - MY DARLING. MY BOO. MY ENTIRE UNIVERSE. you've always made us feel wanted. you gave my muse a mother, a best friend, a boyfriend, frenemies, etc. I'll never forget the endless nights we would always go on rants but also the times we've screamed together over these unhinged sinners of ours. Drawing and editing with you has also been one of my joyous moments! Everything you do is crazy perfection and I never feel alone with you. Every waken moment with you is a bliss. I cannot wait to go in another year with you! to scream, cry, share our crazy collections, etc. ilu bitch so fuckin MUCH. pls never forget it <3

[ @madefate / @fearedelight ] - CLAAAIRE!! SAAAAL!!! BEST GIRLS!!!!! anytime Loona appears in screen I'm always thinking of you two. both of you write her with such precision and depth. I love engaging threads, screaming together, let alone spending time talking with you in general!! always eye-pleasing to see y'all in my dash! Highly respect the way you can handle multiple muses too. something I can never accomplished, you're GIFTED and will always have my undying respect. also doting!!! I WANNA GIVE YOU BOTH SMOOCHES!!! I know I'm terrible interacting daily like most, but I hope to be better at it come this new year. Thank you for interacting with a silly goober like me, your time is forever treasured in my heart. ily guys so so much! many mwahs!!! and here's to another year screaming together! hopefully <33

[ @peppy-jester ] - bEEANIIIEEEE! MY BEST MATE! im convinced we share one braincell at times xD you made me fall hard for BlitzFizz, something I never considered before, let alone have an interest in Mammon! you have the most bubbly personality I've seen in ages and it's honestly contagious, IN A GOOD WAY. I love spending time with you and foremost BEYOND GRATEFUL for comforting me. for going Hell and back when I was at my lowest. Every moment spent with you liberates my heart profoundly, it's a pleasure and an honor. I hold every thread of ours as if they are gems! they are my treasures! like you will forever be. whatever you need, I'm here for you. always will be. I would love nothing more than to go in another year with you. to scream, talk, smut, ANYTHING your wholesome heart desires. I'll always be within reach ilysm!!!!! <33

[ @a-hell-of-a-time ] - JOOO. venturing with you in this fandom has been one of my greatest joys as well! I enjoy our discord talks, our silly interactions- WHICH TURNED UP TO BE CANON. it's engraved in my brain and i'll never forget it as long as I live. or see that icy bird. I love all the times I drew our silly interactions and when we obsess over Stolas/Vassago privately. Let alone how much we have in common with it comes to our mother language lmao I look forward to interacting with you more come this New Year! <33 and thank you so much for having the patient of a saint! you're awesome ily ;;;

[ @yoroiis ] - KASAAA!! MY WORLD. I wouldn't of gave tumblr a chance if it weren't for you. you opened my eyes to a place so fun??? to help me make friends but also distract me from the every day hellish existence. I'm so glad I followed you and I will forever treasure your time! as I have been for- 15 years?? it's crazy how far we've been mutuals/friends. i practically grew up with you xD it's INSANE but god getting old with you has been such an honor. although I'm struggling to pick up threads, I love that you are always understanding and always willing to talk to me. as you have been for YEARS. I love you so much and I cannot wait to draw more TLK kitties with you! even if you don't have the time, I will spoil you anyways!! bc you deserve the world!!! thank you for being by my side for DECADES. Iysm and I'm certainly ready to spend another year with you <33 hopefully i'll Genshin will have an ending by then bc jfc it's never ending lmaoo

[ @contractfee ] - we just recently got acquainted but i'd be lying if i didn't admit how ridiculously ATTACHED i am to you. you're so multitalented?? I have the biggest respect for people with multiple muses and- MAN there's no one who ever challenged us with such tantalizing power prowess. I HEAR YOUR STRIKER yeah im biased but I never bat an eye for that serpent before?? you made me feel a newfound adoration for that character. Im besotted with him as I am with your writing, but also venturing nights talking with you until you drift to sleep. I enjoy every second of it and I'm so glad you reached out to me when you did, I never envisioned us being this close. You are never a bother, but an inspiration. Thank you for being involved in my life and I look forward to spending another year with you. if you'll have us :') ilysm

[ @themosthatedbeingg ] - KAAAS. IRL BESTIE. my only irl friend as a matter of fact lmao I adore you to the moon and back! I was ready to give in on Conventions, if i had to be blunt, I guess a lost my passion for them- but you convinced me to give them another shot. you gave me and my sister another reason to go. HELL I wouldn't be hunting down HB CASTS if it weren't for you. FOR THAT I LOVE YOU FOREVER you gave me something that will stick with me for the rest of my life. the memories. also us calling each other bitches and losers was so so much fun! i wish i could have shared our texts bc it was so damn hilarious!! i never get to talk to anyone like that but i felt- so comfortable with you?? you also helped me when i was going through shit. I'll be seeing you soon next month! then the month after for the convention!! I LOOK FORWARD TO ALL THE THINGS. I'LL BE HUGGING YOU SOON BITCH ily <333

[ @lustsang ] - MAAAY. my waifu material. it's crazy how long we've been mutuals and i'm so so thankful we didn't drift apart. You will always be the first Verosika into our lives. I sometimes glance back at my own doodles to go through everything again. I wouldn't be where i am at if it weren't for you. YOU helped my writing grow, YOU helped me feel comfortable in this fandom. I hate myself sometimes because I've been having a hard time keeping up with everyone. especially with you. nevertheless, I love how you are always understanding and have the patience of a saint. I feel so comfortable around you!! please never change, you are the light of this fandom and tumblr wouldn't be the same without you c': everything you do is FLAWLESS. please remember that. ilysm bby! and i cannot wait for our muses to wed someday <33

[ @spidersins ] - LEONAAAA!! MY FIRST HAZBIN FOLLOWER! i've been floundering keeping up with everything?? you are a godsend for having the patience and understanding of a saint. I love you so very much and I cannot express how thankful i am to have you in my life ;; v ;; Im ridiculously attached to you and I enjoy our threads/discord interactions!! it's been a pleasure! from screaming over our muses VA hotties, talking about our unhinged boys, and indulging with Danny motta videos. It's like our fuckin tradition and I love spending it with you!!! i get overwhelmed easily but you are the one diamond in the rough. I never have to worry about you drifting apart, or losing interest on me, cuz i know you are always there in the other end. just as excited to engage with our silly talks or kinky smut. im super comfortable around you! here's to another year, and hopefully we'll scream over hazbin for a change too!! I cannot wait <333 ILYSM HON. talk to you real soon!

[ @avispatr ] - FINN!! I don't give you enough credit but I won't lie, I would of been lost without you. you kept me from making the biggest mistake of my life, you kept me sane when I was nearing my edge. You kept me in the right path and that's what i fucking admire about you. You are a leader, always lending a wing for those who need it. also your writing is entertaining as they are inspirational! please never change! I'm so grateful for the time we shared and I look forward to see you more in my dash. you're a blessing to the fandom and I will forever be a huge fan <33 you're the best!!! and, again, thank you for saving me. for giving me a reason to stick around too. I highly appreciate it!

[ @the-smallest-star ] - HANNAHH!! I remember seeing you in my dash, and how ridiculously nervous I was to reach out to you. Even when we followed each other, it took me a heckin month? months?? to send you anything, but when we did- it's like we knew each other for years!! I had such a blast talking to you! to have our boys instantly make a connection. also doodling with you has been easily one of my favorite pastimes! Coming into this fandom I never knew i'd find someone like you- not only good at art/writing but with such a creative mind to make an OC stand out. OCs don't get enough credit and I love how much in depth you have given not only one- but several OCs!! I've never seen anything quite like it and I have been on deviant art for YEARS before giving tumblr a shot. you are truly an inspiration to EVERYONE. I can't unsee your muses and I often think about them when Im watching Helluva episodes. IT'S THAT GOOD! please never change, you're the fuckin MVP and tumblr wouldn't be the same without you either. i'm forever a huge fan <33

[ @partyqveen ] - KIMBAA!! i know we sorta kinda just met but, I won't lie, even with the little time we've known each other- I'm already feeling so attached to you??? I HEAR YOUR MUSE AND I WAS SCREAMING YOUR NAME WHEN I WATCHED MASTERMIND. i missed you so much when you went on your hiatus and i was ridiculously excited when you made your return. I'll admit i haven't been the best at reaching people but I'm forever grateful to those who are understanding. like you. adulthood is a bitch, and talking to you always makes me feel better. always made me forget every day shitty stuff. you also restored my passion for TLK AND BEASTARS i finally have someone to scream with! it's been a blast so far and I look forward to venturing another year with you! especially when the new season of Beastars comes out! it's gonna be GR8. ily gurl. stay awesome!!! <33

[ @flamesignite ] - KAAAYY!!! we've also just met but I'm grateful to have a mutual like you. I love our silly interactions but also engaging with our slowburn romancing goofballs. I can't thank you enough for you patience and I cannot wait for our muses to get to know each other more coming this New Year! plotting with you is so much fun!! you're also one of the kindest of people I have ever met??? honestly you deserve all those followers and then some!! hope you have a wonderful New Year's!! talk to you real soon <33

[chaostroberry1]

Ahem,,, respectfully, anon (ilysm) opened my third eye with the ‘Darling's talkative belly’ request so I'm here to humbly ask for a second part with Buddha, Qin Shi Huang and Apollo 🕺🕺

Sheer adorableness fr fr.

In return, may I offer you my love, gratitude and appreciation? (and a picture of my cat in an awkward setting, too 🤲)

AWWW THANK YOU!!! UR CAT IS ADORABLE 😭😭 AND IM SO HAPPY THAT APOLLO IS INCLUDED IN THIS 💕💕 I LOVE YOU BAE

Characters mentioned : Buddha, QSH, Apollo

Fluffy stuff 😍

RoR Men with darling's talkative belly | part 2

Buddha

- this man was laying his head down your belly, just cus. It was soft and nice, he would love to just bite into it cus it reminds him of a mochi of sort. (He's not cannibal guys don't get the wrong idea😭)

- it was just comforting to him. He loved to just have you and him in his favourite spot, while he can do all this with you. the air, the weather, it was perfect.

- ngl he would make comments about your belly secretly being a mochi.

- things were fine until he suddenly grumbled and was like "why're ya talking so much, little buddy? Can't you see I'm trying to relax?"

- you were confused, until you realized that this grown ass man was talking to your belly. You giggled when he asked you if it was hungry or something, only to be given a no.

- yes he even tried to offer it food. He knows that not being able to eat good food was absolute suffering. And he has its back, even though it's a literal stomach.

- I bet he'd just listen to it, continuing to eat without a care. This date was about him and you. The belly shouldn't be third wheeling too much, cus you are in good hands.

- but even with all that, he became best friends with your belly. And now he calls it "mochi buddy" (😭)

Apollo

- he was cuddled up to you, mans was so fucking clingy it was actually funny to watch. He must really really love you, yeah?

- he felt like being lovey dovey and cute w you, and he don't care. He don't need no excuse to be w his bae 🙄

- and hell yes he loved your belly. He showered that thing with kisses and his almighty glory, just because he was very generous. And like I said, he was feeling it.

- when he was resting happily on it, he suddenly spoke, "My my, what a noisy thing. Is it really that honored to be in my presence?" He scoffed. Heart melting at your giggle.

- "you find that funny, darling? Am I wrong? It's pretty honored to be this close to me. oh well, I guess I should entertain it for a while since I'm so generous~"

- mf was literally kissing it, loving the sounds from your mouth when your belly was tickled by his kisses. You were so adorable, and so was this little mound of flesh.

- he wasn't psycho from wanting to listen to a literal stomach, right? But, he doesn't care either way. This was free entertainment.

- he ends up naming it "blobby" and no. do not fucking ask why. ☹️ 😭 He was feeling somewhat creative.

- this man omg.

- I KNOW from the bottom of my ass that he'd randomly come up to you the next day to be like, "hi sweetie~ can we cuddle again later? I wanna see blobby~"

- that was humiliating to you bro. But mans does not care. He'll burn the face of those who judge.

- plus, blobby is a cute name (to him atleast). Cus belly's have a mini blob inside that stores food. He was literally so proud for being creative.

- yeah, you'll live with this for the rest of your life now. Sending my best regards ig.

Qin shi Huang / ying zheng

- he was so happy to meet with his beloved. He'd just lay on your belly, in his robe. Admiring you and your body, the only thing he could stare at for hours and still love with the same heart.

- he just found it so nice to lay on your belly. And not only that, he wanted a baby soon. Cus bruv needed an heir. Unless you were infertile, that's no problem. He'll just have y'all do a surrogacy or smth, or just adopt. As long as y'all are happy 💕

- he wanted to talk to you about his day, but instead, he went silent. His innocent little face looking at your stomach.

- "my beloved, why is your stomach so noisy? Is it mad at me? :("

- you melted at his innocence, caressing his hair and telling him no. And that it was just happy to see him.

- when I tell you he was overjoyed. I mena he was incredibly overjoyed. He was so happy he could throw a celebration in all of china just because of how happy he was.

- he was so scared that he might've upset your belly, but now that he understood, he was more than willing to be friends. Bro is literally chatting away with your stomach like it was a lifelong friend of his.

- talking about his favorite foods and stuff, anything that came to his head came out his mouth. He was so happy to know he had a new friend to share his interests with.

- just imagine walking in as a guard or something and then suddenly seeing your literal emperor chatting happily to his darling's stomach. 💀

- maybe his eyesight got affected by the blindfold thing he had on...

- "beloved, are you hungry? What about fleshy?"

- if you thought apollo gave your stomach a weird nickname, take a look at this man.

- I know damn well he'd sometimes get jealous at the thought that your stomach got to be with you wherever you went. Getting treated very well. How lucky.

- he's not entirely stupid, he knows a lot about your body. But we all have weird thoughts, don't we? It's only natural.

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@mxlissaliss thank you for this!! I'm so happy I got to write new characters 😊💕 and I still think ur cat is so adorable😭💕💕

[nosyp]

Spending New Years w/ the Generation of Miracles + Kagami

A/N = I actually forgot KISE WTFFFF... sorry y'all... :( thank u to the person who mentioned it... ilysm

Akashi Seijuro

He plans a refined and quiet evening just for the two of you.

Organizes a fancy dinner, making sure every detail is perfect. It includes flowers, music, lighting and food.

After dinner, you share a peaceful moment, maybe watching the fireworks from a balcony.

At midnight, Akashi pulls you close, softly kisses you, and wishes you a calm, sincere "Happy New Year."

Kagami Taiga

Chooses a lively and fun way to celebrate, like a New Year's party or late-night basketball game.

Keeps everything lighthearted, always making sure you're having a good time.

At midnight, he picks you up in a big bear hug, spinning you around with excitement.

Yells “Happy New Year!” with that energy of his, completely enjoying the moment.

Kuroko Tetsuya

Keeps it simple, maybe watching fireworks or stargazing on a quiet rooftop.

He’s not the type to plan extravagant things, but he makes sure it’s meaningful.

At midnight, Kuroko quietly hands you a small, thoughtful gift, like a handwritten letter or a charm.

He softly wishes you "Happy New Year" with a rare, gentle smile, feeling content just being with you.

Midorima Shintarou

Insists on starting the year off right with a visit to a shrine, ensuring good luck for the both of you.

You both make wishes, and he makes sure you do everything by tradition.

At midnight, he hands you a small token, like a lucky charm or a keychain, for good fortune.

In his usual serious tone, he says "Happy New Year," wishing you success and happiness for the year ahead.

Aomine Daiki

Keeps the night laid-back, maybe playing basketball or watching a late-night game together.

He’s not big on big celebrations, but he enjoys the casual vibe of the night.

As midnight strikes, Aomine leans in with a smirk, giving you a quick but sweet kiss.

He casually says "Happy New Year," and then immediately relaxes into his usual easygoing attitude.

Murasakibara Atsushi

Prefers a cozy night in, filled with snacks, TV shows, and relaxation.

He enjoys the calmness of the night and feels comfortable just being with you.

At midnight, Murasakibara lazily pulls you into a warm hug, his tired eyes half-closed.

He mumbles a sleepy "Happy New Year," not needing anything fancy to make the night special.

Momoi Satsuki

Loves excitement, so she suggests a fun night out—maybe a lively celebration or trying new activities together.

She enjoys making things feel festive and will be sure to keep things cheerful.

At midnight, she’ll give you an excited hug, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

Gushing with excitement, she says "Happy New Year!" and spends the rest of the night showering you with affection.

Kise Ryouta

Bro plans the MOST exciting, picture-perfect New Year's celebration, likely taking you to a party or fireworks show.

He’s all about making the night memorable, taking plenty of selfies and posting cute couple moments.

At midnight, he wraps you in a tight hug, spinning you around dramatically for maximum romance.

Wishes you a super enthusiastic “Happy New Year!” with a big, radiant smile, promising to make the year amazing for you both.