#but I think you're talking about the book Nonny

[peaches-and-creamm]

LOVE LANGUAGES!

a/n: thanks 🎥 nonnie for requesting sm! means a lot! hope i do ur requests justice 🙂‍↕️

also i read throu this once and saw how much i did acts of service/gift giving LOL

and nonnie if you're seeing this i'll most likely do the other request you asked for!

featuring: Megumi, Nanami, Toji, Yuta, Toge, Yuji, Satoru, Suguru

warnings: breeding kink in suguru's, fem!reader in suguru's and gn!reader everywhere else!

MEGUMI'S love language would be 🥁🥁

quality time with a sprinkle of words of affirmation!

✎ it's no secret Megumi prefers the idea of "together alone", aka just sitting in the same room each of you doing different tasks or even just scrolling on your phones. (you don't even have to be near each other, honestly-)

✎ one of his favorite activities to do with you is when it's later at night and you're sitting nearby him while he just rambles on about random facts he finds interesting.

✎ the fact you'll just sit there, smiling at him like an idiot while you hold him close to you as you listen to every word he says- even asking him questions about whatever it is he's talking about makes him feel all fuzzy.

✎ at this point you know every little thing that's going on in his book he sometimes likes to read outloud to you, saying his theories or random things that happen to contradict themselves in whatever it is he's reading currently.

✎ a lot of the time he'll awkwardly just clear his throat and apologize for rambling, but each and every time you compliment him by saying you love his voice as he speaks about anything he's passionate about he thinks he falls harder for you(if that was even possible-)

NANAMI'S love language would be🥁🥁

acts of service/gift giving!

✎ Kento really appreciates coming home from a long day and being surprised by the fact the kitchen was clean when he was supposed to be the one doing it- or the smell of something cooking in the kitchen flooding his nose the second he opens the front door just, he just. he really likes it, ok?

✎ He knows he isn't able to be there for you a lot of the time (missions, teaching, ect.) so if you ever come home and he's somehow there before you you best believe there's some sort of little trinket on the table waiting for you.

✎ He's not one for pda all that much but you bet your ENTIRE ass that if he sees you after a long day he doesn't care where you two are because he is about to just hide in your arms while you rub at his back.

✎ And god forbid if he ever returns home and sees how excited you get to show him some random trinket you saw in the store- handing it to him and claiming it reminded you of him. He's literally teared up before over this- (don't call him out though he'll deny it-)

✎ Has an ENTIRE shelf just dedicated to random shit that you've gotten him, and if anyone even looked at it wrong he'd almost get offended (once again, don't call him out-)

TOJI'S love language would be 🥁🥁

acts of service and gift giving! (home made gifts bc bro BROKE!)

✎ ok so we know the dude's kinda a jackass but he does NOT skip out on just randomly giving you just absolutely HIDEOUS homemade gifts.

✎ like? how does he even MAKE them so ugly ?? isn't he good with his hands....??

✎ anywayyy, he'd probably kill anyone(like, actually kill them-) if they ever tried insulting the fact you gave him an ugly stuffed animal that you said reminded you of him

✎ like "why does a grown ass man have a stuffed animal of an ugly monkey...?" then boom, they just got punched in the face

✎ do NOT interrupt this dude when it comes to anything you need. he may be pretty 'cold hearted' but he strikes me as the kinda guy to just stand in front of you if you even slightly squinted from the sun.

✎ he'd get a fucking plank of wood if there was a puddle so you don't ruin those new shoes you've been so excited to get.

✎ so tldr; he'd grovel for you for SURE- and if anyone questions if he loves you they're going home with a black eye 🥰

YUTA'S love language would be 🥁🥁

words of affirmation/physical touch!

✎ ok let's be completely honest here- the dude's just everything starved. So when the two of you started dating (with A LOT of long months of convincing Rika to not obliterate your entire bloodline-),

✎ he was basically just all over you- though it did take a while for him to actually realize it was OK to want to touch you, that you actually liked it, that you weren't just pretending to enjoy it to spare his feelings or something.

✎ as much as he loves going out on dates with you (he'd spend all the money in the world just to see how your eyes sparkle whenever he buys you a new dessert you've been wanting to try-)

✎ his ideal thing would just be the two of you- his head on your chest listening to your steady heartbeat as you caressed his hair- your nails scratching at his scalp every now and then.

✎ and there's been MANY times he's just started crying into your chest while you hold him- just because you remind him how much you love him, how proud of him you were- you would go on and on for hours if it's what he needed to hear.

TOGE'S love language would be 🥁🥁

words of affirmation!

✎ he just needs to know it's okay that he can't talk to you- that it's okay that at night when the two of you are alone holding each other close that it's enough that he's just there with you.

✎ toge loves whenever you compliment him- especially when it's about the marks on his face/tongue.

✎ the way you'll pull down the zipper of his uniform just to plant a kiss against each of his cheeks makes him melt.

✎ compliment him on literally everything please! he loves it so much and it means so much to him- like way more than you could imagine

✎ sometimes(ok, basically nightly-) he'll just be laying in bed, flushed face in his hands while he repeats the compliment you'd given him that particularly made him want to just get on one knee and propose on the spot

✎ I stg this guy is just a big baby- hold him and tell him it's ok and that's all he needs to make his day better tenfold.

YUJI'S love language would be 🥁🥁

physical touch!

✎ I feel like it's so obvious that if you spot him from the corner of your eye you better believe he's about to full sprint to you in excitement and squeeze the ever loving SHIT out of you

✎ he's a spinner for sure- picks you up, spins you around just to hear how you giggle before complaining about how he's making you dizzy

✎ there's rarely a moment where he doesn't just want to squeeze the hell out of your cheeks, and he just fuckn LOVES to squeeze both his and your cheeks together while he tightly hugs you.

✎ if you're in bed together his face is always buried in your shoulder, laying gentle kisses against your skin.

✎ if he isn't being gentle and loving with his kisses he just grabs you by your cheeks and just SMOTHERS your face with kisses.

✎ also he thinks it's really funny to steal some lipstick from either you or nobara just to run up to you and put a FAT kiss against your forehead- leaving a hard to get off mark lasting for hours

✎ he insists on using the waterproof ones because he thinks it's funny to see you walking around with a mark on your forehead because of him-

SATORU'S love language would be 🥁🥁

gift giving(as if that wasn't obvious enough- rich lil asshole)

✎ he does NOT care where you are, what you're doing- NADA

✎ he's runnin' up to you just to shove a shopping bag in your face and proudly putting his hands on his hips while he waits for you to open it.

✎ a few times you were too busy to open one of his gifts and he literally just opened it right in front of you and went "LOOK! LOOK, IT'S THAT BRACELET YOU WANTED- LOOKKK!" like a toddler trying to get his mom's attention.

✎ it always ends in a giggle and a "you need to stop buying these things, you're enough of a gift as is."

✎ he'll pretend to listen but at this point you know better than to believe he'll genuinely stop giving you random shit that reminded him of you.

✎ like what do you mean this ugly shirt that was WAYY too expensive that's also too big reminded him of you??

✎ what do you MEAN you had a mental breakdown because the shirt is a light color and you spilled wine on it and there was a stain that didn't want to come out-

✎ so tldr; DON'T LOOK AT SOMETHING IN THE WINDOW OF A SHOP. HE WILL BUY THE FUCKING STORE-

SUGURU'S love language would be 🥁🥁

words of affirmation/gift giving receiving-

✎ he's on his hands and knees for you- NOPE- don't care if he's supposed to be the leader of this wacky ass cult- you're the only person who's aloud to even remotely give him any sort of order to do somethin'

✎ he likes to give you gifts also, but barely to the extent of Satoru- he prefers handmade gifts over anything store bought. But that's just because he's used to everyone buying him whatever he wishes.

✎ so it's a really nice change of pace whenever you bring him a new origami animal you've been trying to master.

✎ he even has a little table by where he sits up on the little stage, your little art projects resting on them as "beautiful decorations done by my lover."

✎ ^ that's what he says anytime someone asks them about it. he'll happily ramble about how excited you were to gift him each one.

✎ he's addicted to praise, it's actually kinda crazy at this point-

✎ you made a breakfast a small child could've made? he's kissing the ground you walk on for blessing him with a meal in the morning-

✎ plus- if you ever do anything for the girls just know he's about to give you an amazing gift- that gift being his cock while he overly praises your motherly actions.

✎ maybe he'll make you an actual mother just to see how much your loving actions change..

M.LIST!

[justasmut26]

Princess treatment

Either Jason receiving or giving

Oooo! Thank you kindly nonnie!

Jason giving princess treatment:

When Jason realized that he could put his full love and trust in you, suddenly the relationship got more real and way more intense.

He'd carry whatever you had in your hands, whether it be your purse, bag, etc... and not care that a hulking man like him was carrying a soft pink purse with you at the mall, grocery store, or just anywhere.

And another thing, Jason won't tell you this but he usually puts things from out of your reach.

You want to make pancakes but the mix is too high on the shelf? Jason to the rescue, reaching up for it and then saying that it's okay ma, I'll make pancakes for the both of us, you know I eat too many.

You want to wear your favorite sun hat to the beach but for some reason you threw it too high in the closer?

Jason to save the day, easily grabbing it, and then even offering his services of slathering your body down with sunscreen even though you're both still in the house.

And he's so thorough that when you both are done, that it's way too late to go to the beach.

But the princess treatment extends to when you both are intimate.

He loves praising you and though Jason prefers to top you, he thinks it's hot how your ride him, his large hands on your hips to help speed you up or slow down.

He touches you, and kisses you, and bites you all over, like your hips and your thighs.

And when it's time to sleep, he'll cuddle you so close, and play with your hair as you both fall asleep, whispering how much he loves and adores you, even when your eyes flutter shut.

Jason accepting princess treatment:

It's awkward at first. Because what do you mean you want to spend time with him?

And you want to buy books and keep track of his favorite authors so you can treat him to a book signing with them?

Oh? You actually like being around him? Even if it's doing nothing and cuddling or just watching TV next to each other?

Jason at first is a chatterbox. He talks your ear off, mostly because he doesn't like the quiet. Quiet= angry silence (in his mind anyway), so he fills up the silence, talking about everything from patrol to his brother's to anything else he can think of.

And you think it's cute, listening to him intently.

When Jason finally realizes that the silence you and him have is just comfortable silence, he relaxes a bit, doesn't ask you (as much) if you're upset with him.

Jason doesn't understand what he did to get you ("You simply exist." You answer him each time and that always shocks him into silence.), but he sure as hell isn't ever letting you go.

[just-some-random-blogger]

im sorry babes but im begging you. Can we have a pedro pascal x reader fic where she's like a vlogger/lawyer and its like a fanmade video of them on yt of them being crackheads and being all lovey-dovey. like libra x aries vibes they balance each other out sm. you don't have to really but i genuinely feel like you're the only person who can pull this off.

Talk To My Lawyer

Every time Pedro gets asked something he can't answer, he always says the same thing.

Pedro Pascal x Lawyer!Reader | 600< | cw: gender neutral!reader, fluff, crack, rpf, typos, etc.

A/N: i didnt use and pronouns for yn besides you so anyone can read! ALSO this took forever, but im glad I finally did it. I hope you enjoy this nonnie! it's not exactly like the request but its pretty funny lmao

Tagging: @sloanexx @amis-love-bugs @top1bbgloak @sunfairyy @djarinsstuff @mooniesyubi @pedropascalgirly @mmmmandoz @multifandom-fangirl4

X - (Formerly Twitter) - verse

@hotnewsoutlet: Pedro Pascal announces marriage to Civil Rights Lawyer with heartfelt Instagram post. @gigigogold1: PEDRO IS MARRIED? @linmanuzel: PEDRO IS MARRIED? (2) @HOTdigitidawg: PEDRO IS MARRIED? (3) @103840582duh: ??????????????????????????????????? QUE @pedropascaldad: TO A MOTHER FUCKING LAWYER 💀💀💀✋✋✋ @pedropascaldad: OF COURSE THE LAWYER LOOKS LIKE A SUPERMODEL TOO HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA *jumps off a plane*

@papipascalyuh: ok but if pedro was gonna get married ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ hell yeah itd be someone who looks like THAT holy fuck

@80pascal: ?????????????????????????????????????? UR TELLING ME THIS LAYWER IS NOT ONLY HOT BUT SMART AND FUNNY TOO????? [article link attached] @biwohla: 💀💀💀💀💀 NO CUZ THE LEVEL OF UNHINGED??? FROM A LAWYER???? INFUCKINGSANE @marvelwhorebb: "... I made sure to wear the Pedro Pascal T-shirt I made when we first announced our relationship. Gotta let the people know I'm one of them and simply got lucky." @atrediessucker: T-SHIRT *I MADE* SCREAMING WHATTTTTT

@djinssdjarrinn: OK IT HURTS BUT FUCK HES SO WHIPPED [video attached]

"How are you today?" asks the interviewer.

Pedro smiles and nods, "good, how are you?"

"I'm great, now that I got to see you," she says, making the man curl his head into his shoulder and grin.

Pedro waves a hand, "oh stapit"

She grins back, "I was excited when I saw you arrive with the internet's favorite lawyer."

His expression shifts, he brightens up. He places a hand on his chest, "me too! I'm so happy to have a date today. I always end up beggin' for some time, and now I got it-" fist pump "-y'know, not that I'm complainin'."

"Yeah, I was gonna sa-"

"I like begging." *Pedro smile.*

The interviewer doesn't quite catch it, "-y, the both of you are always booked and busy. How do you find time for each other?"

Pedro thinks, but is distracted when you walk up from behind him. He looks back when you place a hand on his shoulder. Immediately, he's forgotten all about the question and dotes on you. He brushes a hand on your cheek, asking you if you're okay. You whisper something but then catch the camera. You give a bashful smile, "oh, sorry to interrupt."

The interviewer immediately waves a hand, "oh, don't worry about it."

Pedro mutters something and kisses your hand. He holds it as he looks back to the interviewer. He opens his mouth then shakes his head, "sorry, what was the question?" Pedro laughs.

The woman chuckles then moves closer to you, "you know what, I'm sure people are dying to know, what's something you newlyweds like to do together?"

Pedro instantly turns to you.

You purse your lips in thought.

"I-"

"Watching movies," you say.

"I-" Pedro starts again, looking back to the interviewer, "I don't think we can say what we like to do."

*crickets*

Pedro looks at you, expression mischievous.

You stare back at him, eyes like daggers.

He holds back a laugh and leans into the mic, turning to the camera, "I can't say it. Talk to my lawyer."

The interviewer laughs and so do you, begrudingly.

"Talk to my lawyer," Pedro repeats proudly, breaking into a wide mouthed smile.

"Ok," you mutter, "pack it up, Pascal."

@alexielover: SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP BASHING MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL WHAT THE FUCK @600MILK: MF SAID TALK TO MY LAWYER 🙄✋ SOBBING @oscarisaaacsz: watch him use that for everythingggggg 😭 @pedrogrill: LORD I HAVE SEEN WHAT YOU HAVE DONE FOR OTHERS @starwazfr: *sips clorox cutely* @emeryslala: and im supposed to sha la la baby after this? FOUL @pascpedro: respectfully, id pay to be their third @probelmaskt: PACK IT UP PASCAL???????????????????

[runa-falls]

Soo, (reffing to fluffer ff) how do you think the boys would react if they couldn't request you because you're working with somebody else or if they see you working with someone else?

ooooh shitttttt 🫢 alright, let's explore that shall we?

a/n: uhhh….i’m so sorry that this took so long omg 😭 i love you nonnie, i just forgor~ i'm making a second part to this where they find out reader was an amateur porn star before she became a fluffer :3 it's mostly all smut ngl, so anyway...

cw: explicit smut w/ jake only.. sry marc/steven hoes (18+), jealous!marc [angst, fluff], soft!steven [fluff[, out-of-pocket!jake [straight smut], inaccurate depiction of sex work, dirty talk, not proof-read!!

w/c: 1.7k [my baddd]

Fluffing for Others:

Being a fluffer was your job before you met the boys and you continued to do it after. The thing is, after you met the boys, you were so busy working with them that your already limited work schedule had no space for other clients.

But occasionally, one of your earlier clients will request you months in advance for a big project, and you have no reason to decline them (that is, until the boys convince you to stop working).

Marc [slight angst, fluff]:

"Sorry baby, I can't make it Tuesday, I have another client--"

Marc was just telling you about his next production that's set to film in the next few days.

Of course, he springs the gig on you just as it's about to happen.

He always does this, assuming you'd be free, and happy to join him. He never gives you more than a week to prepare, and usually you're fine with it. But this time, you're busy.

"Wait, another client?" You nod, but he's still not getting it, like he can't believe his ears. "Like a different client? Like an 'outside of this body' client?" You sigh.

Of course, he's reacting like this.

"Yes Marc, an old friend called and booked me for the week. I put it on the joint calendar, didn't you see it?" His eyebrows furrow as he takes in your words. "He's doing a movie length exclusive, so he called way in advance."

"But...but what about me?" He pouts -- literally pouts -- as he walks closer to you, backing you against the kitchen counter.

You raise a brow, "What about you?"

"What am I gonna do?" His hands hold you by the waist, pulling you close while he nuzzles his nose against your neck. He does this when he's trying to comfort himself -- buries his face against your body and holds you close.

He's so dramatic.

"Don't be so whiney, Marc. A girl's gotta work too." He hmphs in discontent as he hoists you onto the edge of the counter. You loop your arms around his neck easily and make him look at you. His soft brown eyes shyly meet yours, "I don't complain when you fuck your co-workers."

"That's--"

You send him a warning look, "I swear to god if you say it's different..."

"No, you're right, honey..." He's sheepish when he looks at you, realizing how his jealousy got the best of him once again. "I just...want you all to myself sometimes." You peck him on the cheek, then his jaw, then his neck, suppressing a smile as he leans into you with a sigh. He's so easy.

"I'm yours, baby." His hands squeeze at your waist at those words. He loves hearing you say that. Loves that you're here in his kitchen, always ready to receive his needy affection.

"So... are you free next week?"

You snort.

"Marc, you can't keep moving your productions for me. You could always find another back-up fluffer..."

"Not doing it without you." He mumbles, lips brushing against yours.

You lean into him and your noses nudge against each other. You're not quite kissing him, but when you're looking into his eyes like this, it feels just as intimate.

"Yeah, I'm free."

He grins, "Good. It's a date." He captures your lips in his and you wrap your legs around his hips to pull him closer.

---

Steven [fluff!]:

Telling Steven was pretty easy. He knew about it before you even told him, seeing it on the 'family calendar' that you forced each boy to join.

"You need a ride to production Monday? I could call you an early cab as we don't have a car and all. Don't want you to have to catch the bus."

Steven is lying next to you, having woken up in the body this morning. He's always been more of a morning person compared to the other boys, despite looking perpetually tired.

"Aw, thanks honey, but I'm fine. Their sending a company car since it's such a long filming schedule." You snuggle up closer to him, craving his warmth from the morning coolness that blows through the flat. He lets you settle against him, wrapping an arm around your torso.

"A company car? ...fancy."

"Anything is fancier than our usual walk and transit ride." You giggle against the thin fabric of his shirt, slightly muffling your words with how closely you cling to him.

Steven is dressed in Marc's pajamas: a tight undershirt and briefs, clothes you rarely get to see Steven in when he's fronting. Usually, he prefers looser clothing made of soft and comfy materials.

You can't complain though. Seeing Steven (unintentionally) show off his built body while acting all cozy and sweet makes you heat with want.

"You don't mind I'm working for other clients again?"

He tilts his head as if he's just now considering it.

"No, why would I? It's your job, just like how I have mine."

You pause, surprised by how cool he is with it.

"Oh...yeah."

“I actually thought you'd be doing this more often..." You look up at him, meeting his soft and sleepy gaze, "I mean, I thought everyone would be requesting you." He whispers, unsure if you'd appreciate his comments.

You hum, "I only had one company that hired me as a general assistant and only three regulars." You smile at him, remembering the first time you met him, "But then I met you guys, and you took over my whole life."

"...Then we met you, and now you're our life." Your heartbeat picks up at his words. It feels like something is squeezing at your chest in the most pleasant way possible.

Steven never realizes how poet and sweet he can be. You truly believe he just says whatever is on his mind.

"But you still work, and I still need to work..."

"You’re so beautiful, sweetheart, anyone would be lucky to be in your presence, let alone touched by you.”

You bite your bottom lip, hard.

How can he say such wonderful things? Make you feel so tender and loved that you could fall apart under his gentle gaze?

Intense emotions tighten in the back of your throat and all you can do is hold him closer, clutch him until he can feel what you're unable to voice.

"I love you, Steven. You know that right?" It's barely rasped out, but he hears it.

"Of course, darling." He pecks the top of your head, "You know I love you more, though."

A smile pulls at your lips, "Impossible. I love you so much you can't even comprehend it."

He chuckles before offering his rebuttal, "Well actually..."

---

Jake (NSFW 18+):

Jake took it as well as you thought he would...

His hand squeezes lightly at the sides of your throat, testing the waters as he continues to rapidly thrust into you. You wince as his fingers dig into the fresh bruises that he suckled into your skin earlier.

“Bet they wish they could fuck you like this...feel you quiver around their cock," You groan as he angles his cock to drag against the walls of your cunt, expertly nudging against that explosive spot inside of you. "But they can’t, because your mine, right honey?”

You nod wordlessly, barely able to comprehend what he said.

He buries himself deep inside of you with a huff and holds himself there until you're squirming under him. "Right?" He grits out, frustrated with your lack of response.

Your body shakes as his cock continues to press flush against the back of your cunt, sending sparks of overwhelming pleasure all over. You feel so full, completely stretched, and filled to the brim; you can barely move without crying out.

"Yes, yes, please, Jake, I'm yours--"

He pulls out briefly before swiftly pushing back in and it feels like you had the wind knock out of you. "That's right, baby, take it. Show 'em who you belong to."

You shutter out breathes as he works himself into your body, holding you down so you can't move a muscle without him knowing. Sloppy sounds remind you just how needy you are for him, how much you love it when he treats you like this.

Jake lets you go and work for clients, but he'll be damned if you go without his mark on you. Without a physical reminder that you're his.

It's not that he doesn't trust you, he just doesn't trust them.

You're the perfect woman, someone he couldn't resist when he was just a client to you. So how can he be sure your other clients won't try to woo you like he did?

"Fuck, honey," He growls, grinding his hips against yours, wanting to be as close to you as possible so he can cum deep inside of you. "You're so good to me, letting me do this when you gotta be on set in an hour..."

Your head is tilted back, and eyes are closed tight as you desperately try to hold back your orgasm, waiting for him. You whine as he rubs your clit, legs trembling around him.

"Please, Jake, cum for me...c-cum inside..."

"You gonna keep it all in for me, baby? Keep me stuffed inside of you as you jerk some loser off?" You cry, clenching around him as he coos at you, unable to hold back anymore.

"Mm... that’s right, honey, let go. Go ahead, soak me." He grunts when he feels you flutter around him and pushes in deeper, enjoying how tight you get when he talks dirty to you.

You writhe pathetically under him as you ride out your high, whimpering as he sharply fucks a few last thrusts into you before painting your walls with warmth. He fills you so much it starts to drip out of you as he pulls out.

His fingers push it back in before anymore could escape and ruin the couch under you. He hums thoughtfully as he fingers you, making sure you're all filled up for the day.

"Looks like you're ready for work." His eyes drift over your lust bitten lips, the marks covering your neck, and the mess at the center. He smirks, proud of his work.

"Thanks, baby." You smile sweetly.

You really do have the best boyfriends in the world...

[ddollfface]

God, I love golden retriever men so much.

*Intensely staring at my fav athlete*

Now, that I have a brainrot~

1. Our lovely Athlete with a nerd darling.

- This would be funny. It is giving black cat × golden retriever. So hard.

- Darling has anemia? She's used to sitting around and reading? Can't walk too long to save her life? He's fucking carrying her everywhere.

- Can you imagine darling bringing a book about his sport (I don't know if you've mentioned what he plays) to the game and reading as they watch him play cuz they don't know crap about sports? He'd be so, "But you're supposed to be watching me." :Insert puppy eyes:

- He's isolating darling? Eh, Darling needs a 4 hour nap after every social gathering anyway.

Ok but-

2. Him with a nerd darling who's a childhood best friend, where darling has a childhood filled with emotional and physical abuse. (I'm finna design a whole ass character to ship him with. If you don't mind, of course.)

- This.

- Don't let me get started on this.

- They would be so power couple coded fr. (Darling knows Athlete is trying to manipulate her. Doesn't care as long as she's getting taken care of.)

- Darling is snarky with a S.

- Darling: "The cheerleader was flirting with you."

Athlete: "I know. :3"

Darling: "Go marry her."

Athlete: "But you're the love of my life. :("

Darling: "Oh, really? I could've sworn it was Cindy instead. Go to her, shoo."

Athlete: "No."

Darling: "Who's bestie are you?"

Athlete: "Yours."

Darling: "Exactly."

- Don't let this fool you, tho. He's def the dominant one in the relationship.

Athlete: "You're my baby :D."

Darling: "Mhmm. Don't say that infront of anyone else."

Athlete: "Why not?"

Darling: "I'll bite your head off, that's why."

(spoiler, he says it in front of everyone and darling does nothing but get shy.)

Darling: "Why would you say that?"

Athlete: "Becuz you're my baby?"

Darling: *cuddles closer to him.* *Whispering* "I'm his baby."

- 💗 anon (if I may) (also, he's my baby now, thank you. I'm keeping him in my head and heart.) (It's so late at night. I just keep thinking about this 😭 and I can't put my thoughts into proper words rn, bear with me on this)

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗦𝗶𝗰𝗸!𝗔𝘁𝗵𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 𝘅 𝗮𝗳𝗮𝗯!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

Trigger Warnings; yandere behaviors, possessive behavior, talk about trauma bonding (both reader and yandere or mentally ill), yandere masking, bad writing, and me rambling (I'm so sorry 💗Nonny lol) If I missed anything, then please let me know ♡ I offically declare you 💗Nonny!! And I don't mind you coming up with your own interpertations of reader and LoveSick!Athlete! Just share 'em! Also, I may or may not have gone on a tiny, just tiny, tangent, so sorry 💗Nonny... Feel free to submit more asks if 'ya want

LoveSick!Athlete can really mold and mend well with most personalities and darlings, this is due to his manipulative personality. A little off-topic, but he really has a hard time understanding who he is because he's always pretending to be what others deem "acceptable". This causes him to have a multitude of identity crises, but when his darling, you, comes into the picture, it makes it easier for him to find himself. He feels like he's the real him whenever he's with you. You just feel so natural, he feels natural, too. It's just right.

And for that reason, I think LoveSick!Athlete would go really well with a childhood!reader, seeing as she's been with him since they were young. And, I'm not too sure if you've read my Yan!Alphabet for him, but I mention LoveSick!Athlete's childhood; let's just say it wasn't the best situation for a kid.

LoveSick!Athlete would feel a special bond with his darling now, seeing as they've been together threw thick and thin. He's trama bounded to you, and you to him. We'll run off the assumption that reader has also had a bad childhood, whether it be an absent parent, abusive sibling/family member/or parent, whatever it is allows you to feel a connection to LoveSick!Athlete, seeing as you have a mutual situation. You both have something to bond over, something that locks you together.

He has a bad home environment, you have a bad home environment. He doesn't feel at home, so you become his home, and he to you.

And I like to run on the assumption that reader is all talk, no bite. And if you've read any of my writing where the reader talks, you'll see that I prefer to write reader as more "real" (to me anyway) because I'm personally not the hugest fan of the "helpless" reader. I like to write a darling who has a mouth, someone who's bratty (but that's 'cause I'm a brat lol).

Anyway, I'm getting off-topic, back to LoveSick!Athlete.

To your idea about a snarky reader, I totally agree. Honestly, LoveSick!Athlete would eat that shit up, no joke. He would love it, as he enjoys the back-and-forth between you two. He loves to press your buttons, wanting to see what sarcastic reply you have ready for him.

The thing is, he knows your just talking shit, never willing to actually do anything. You just run your mouth, and he lets you, but whenever you step outta line, sometimes, he's gotta put you back. Though, you'll never think of it like that. No, no, he's too sweet for that. He's gotta keep that golden retriever vibe going, y'know?

He just swat you on the ass, telling you that you got such a dirty mouth, mamas? I thought you were my little princess, no? Girls with a face like yours shouldn't be speakin' that like-

He'll just move on, as if he didn't just grope your butt, nope, not at all. And you'll be standing there awestruck, face red, and biting your tongue as you try to not overheat in embarrassment!!

It never ceases to entertain him, watching your face widen with surprise whenever he refers to you as his girl, his cute little girlfriend. The way your face heats up when he wraps his strong arm around your waist, putting his cap on your head (a silent sign of possession over you, trying to get the guy in the back to keep his eyes to himself, but you don't need to know that ;)).

In your little monologue, you go over some cheerleader girl (named Cindy??). Though I would agree that chicks (and some dudes) practically flock around LoveSick!Athlete, I would say that he doesn't even pay them any mind, not even entertaining the thought. Don't get me wrong, he'll talk to them, but make it painstakingly clear that he's only got one girl on his mind, you.

Most of the time, the girl will just find it endearing, slapping his shoulder, and telling him that he'd make a great husband or some shit like that. Of course, the chicks joking, making some nice comments to leave the, now awkward, conversation, but LoveSick!Athlete will take it to heart. Now, he's imagining a pretty ring on your finger, something he paid for, he got you. Because he'd be such a good provider for you, don't you know?

Another thought, 'cause I'm on a role, but I'm not sure if I've directly said this or not, but LoveSick!Athlete is a hockey player. I've tried putting strickly hockey photos on all my posts (you should see my Pinterest feed, it's filled with hot guys lolol).

Hockey is an aggressive sport, I would know. I used to ice skate every day for an hour or two. And, trust me, I got to see a lot of hot guys, though I was always too nervous to say anything, that's beside the point.

I can imagine that reader would be the same, intimidated by these testastrone-filled, young men who just wanna get all sweaty and gross. And I prefer to think that reader also doesn't know how to skate, much to LoveSick!Athlete's enjoyment.

Just to torture you, he'll take you to his ice rink, partly wanting to show you off, and also wanting you to rely on him to move around. He won't even let you hold onto the side, nope, all you got is him, babes.

And anyone who's been to a rink before knows that if you're not on the wall, or smack in the middle of the rink, you're in traffic, especially if it's busy. And this means that you gotta go fast, keeping pace with everyone else. And there's always a handful of assholes (usually hockey players) who will purposefully do a hockey stop, flinging a shit tone of ice at newbies.

I imagine that this shit would happen all the time and LoveSick!Athete is enjoying it sm. He gets a rush every time you flinch, clinging onto him tighter, especially when the really fast skaters zoom by you, scaring the crap outta you.

And he won't let you go at your own pace, forcing you to follow his lead. This means you're going far too fast for comfort, leaning on him for support. You're arms wrapped around his bicep, which isn't recommended btw. Your cheek pressed against his arm, holding on for dear life.

You'll snap at him, telling him to shut up and stop enjoying this, you dork. I'm only clinging to 'cause I gotta!

And he'll just take it, giving you a lopsided smirk.

[servicpop]

im feeling a little sad so i came up with how ur ocs react to reader crying <333333

mk adrien wouldnt know what to do. hes never rly had to deal with anyone being vulnerable with him. he doesnt know what to say, so instead, he just pulls you into his lap and places ur face into the crook of his neck as you keep on crying. he plays with your hair, rubs ur back, but he doesnt say much, which is just what you need rn

vallen would also put u in his lap, but he'd talk to u a lot more. "whats wrong, babe?" "aw, its ok darling..." and then he'd spoil you with like, rly fancy food and anything else you want lol. (me personally i want five star michelin boba :D)

cole would wrap his arms around you the minute he sees you crying. smother u in kisses in hopes that it'll make u feel better. he'd ask the usual questions but he'd tuck ur head against his chest. i'd imagine a nice horse ride in the middle of the night after. it'd feel nice with the wind brushing against u

callahan would feel a pang in his heart and he'd question everything he thought about criminals. do thieves rly cry like this? at first he'd be hesitant, wondering if this is all fake to pull him into a trap, but he treats u like he would anyone who gets vulnerable around him. he'd be distant for a bit, but he'd binge watch his favorite cartoons with you. it makes u laugh eventually, wondering why such a gruff and rough guy would watch mickey mouse and know everything about it lmao

mk these were kinda bad but like i needed to share these ToT

these are so good nonnie ,, hope you're feeling better too !!

Adrien would have his back against the headboard of his bed, holding you so tight against his chest, practically forcing you to listen to his heart beat to help you calm down. He's owned those plushies with built-in pulses and they've always helped him calm down so he thought it would with you ! And you're right , he wouldn't say anything , too afraid of sayin' the wrong thing so he just quietly strokes your back , occasionally muttering quiet sentences like "I'm right here, it's alright, I'm not leaving."

Vallen definitely would start spoiling you immediately. It's a bit abrupt but after your tears dry up and you're no longer trembling , the first thing he's doing is booking out the whole restaurant just so you and him can talk about your problems in a cozy corner with a breathtaking view without the annoyance of other people. His spoiling isn't limited to fancy things either ! He values the thought that goes into presents rather than things worth a lot of money so he brings you to a spot where the fruits are the freshest and the older ladies are there to comfort you as well — Vallen thinks that food always tastes better when the aunties or grannies make them. He's definitely a grandparent's boy ! Once you and him sit down , enjoying your treats , he'll cup your face and whisper in the most velvety tone , "You're worth every penny and dime I spend, I wouldn't trade anything in the world for you, darling, remember that. You're my sweet boy"

Cole 100% would bundle you (and him) up into a warm burrito with his blankets, trying to be as close as possible to you. He's like those absurdly big puppies , licking kissing your face and everywhere he can. When he sees those tears he can't help but tear up too ! When you're sad he's sad. He kisses them all away , letting you hide in the comfort of his chest , holding your nape gently with his hand as he lets words spill out his mouth. Unlike Adrien , Cole can't seem to stop talking , he'll ramble about how you're the most special boy he's ever met , how you make him feel so good , and how he's always excited to see you. Once you're somewhat calmer, he'd offer you to ride with him, letting you take the lead as he sits behind you , arms draped around your waist as he tells you about all the old stories of the animals. "That's why Mary's got wool in the shape of a heart, she's the equivalent of cupid — but sheeps," They were all so outlandish, but you could tell he was just trying to make you giggle.

Callahan is definitely dumbfounded at first , he doesn't know what to do or how to react when he sees those tears dripping from your eyes. All he feels is an ache in his chest but his mind screams against comforting you. He was supposed to hate you , not want to console you , tell you everything is going to be okay. He awkwardly puts a hand on your shoulder, trying to come up with something to say before letting out a sigh, gently tugging you to lounge with him , putting on Mickey mouse as he sits there quietly , watching your face change from sad to a soft smile. He can't understand that fluttering feeling in his heart — maybe it's old age? "Did you know that mickey mouse's first words was hot dogs?" He'd grumble out of the blue. It was honestly concerning how much he knew about Mickey Mouse and other cartoons you binged with him ... he was just spewing out facts you never knew !

[mooodyblue]

I know it isn’t in your request list but would you be willing to write something with callum turner and austin as cgs to a gender neutral reader? I recently read your hc of Callum with lil austin and it was so much fun!

two men and a baby | callum turner/austin butler x little!reader

wc: 1.4k

warnings: age regression (sfw)

a/n: this has been in my asks since april ;-; hope you're still out there nonny D: it's taken me that long to finish this unfortunately, hope you enjoy! sorry for any mistakes or typos, i so badly wanted to get something out lol

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callum was a close friend of austin's. they’d met before filming masters of the air, but only grew closer as filming went on. they went their separate ways after doing some press for the series, austin leaving a little early to do some press for dune. but even after, austin was still booked and busy for the whole year. 

he had some time before getting busy with another film and it just so happened that callum was in town, the two had some catching up to do. austin and him went out for dinner together, having a couple drinks like two old friends that hadn’t seen each other in years. after dinner he invited callum over, wanting him to stop by and say hi to you.

“y’know we celebrated two years a week ago. crazy, isn’t it?” austin unlocked his front door, letting callum step in. “we should double date sometime—” he chuckled, “you and dua, us two. it’d be fun.”

callum shoved his hands in his pockets with a nod, “she’d love that.”

usually, you were in the living room catching up on a show or watching a movie until he got home. he furrowed his brows once he noticed you weren’t around, deciding to head to your shared bedroom. he frowned seeing you in bed, sitting beside you and rubbing at your arm. “baby,” he said softly, getting a soft hum in response. “you alright?”

“mhm…” you responded, “sleepy.”

he was about to reply himself when he saw the plushie tucked in the comforter with you, sighing softly. “alright, honey.” he pressed his lips against your forehead, his tone going gentle. “callum’s here, wanted to say hi. i can kick him out—”

“no.” you quickly shot up in bed, the expression on austin’s face going to confused. “i wanna say hi.”

he shifted to sit beside you, keeping his hand on your back. “baby, he doesn’t know.”

you frowned and looked into your lap at his words. austin always knew when you were feeling little, of course, the plushie probably gave it away. but your tone and mannerisms changed quite a bit when you were feeling smaller. some of his friends knew, and some didn’t just out of fear of being judged. if austin could, he’d tell all his friends–he wanted to always brag about how sweet you were. 

but now? callum. you weren’t sure if you wanted to be big just to go say hi to callum or to just…tell him. your brain wasn’t all there, maybe it wasn’t a good idea to really make any decisions. then again, you liked callum a lot. you trusted him, austin trusted him. 

austin could tell you were deep in thought, placing a hand on your knee as a sweet gesture. “hey,” he said softly, “you don’t have to do what you aren't comfortable with.”

you still seemed unsure, fidgeting with your fingers as you thought about it again. “is he gonna be mean about it?”

austin shook his head, “i highly doubt it, baby. highly doubt it.” there was still a bit of hesitation on your face. he never wanted you to feel like you had to tell people. “i can tell him you're feelin’ sick, that you're up here resting.” 

“no, no.” you shook your head. “i-i think…i wanna say hi. i wanna tell him.” 

“how about this…” he took his hands in yours, his voice sweet. “i’ll go talk to him, explain it to him and see if he's on board with it, alright?” 

he was happy to see you agree, that's a relief. callum was one of his closest friends, he couldn't see the man making it weird or finding it uncomfortable. all it took was a light conversation on the couch with him to help him understand what you were going through. he didn't have to explain why or what caused you do fully go into that headspace, callum understood. 

“so…i should talk to them like they're a toddler?” callum reiterated. “because that's what their headspace is like?” 

austin nodded, “yeah, pretty much. if you're comfortable enough, i’m sure they’d love to have someone to play with other than me. so many toys stashed away in here.” he chuckled. 

he glanced around the room, wondering where austin had hid everything. he had to give him props, hiding such a huge part of their relationship. “i’m not judgemental.” 

“i know.” austin nodded, smiling at him. 

it really felt like callum was a natural. he loved hearing about every little stuffed animal you owned—the tiger was the first one austin bought you, the elephant was from the zoo, your favorite plushie was his favorite story of them all. callum made note to buy you a plushie too, although he feared austin may feel a slight pang of jealousy if he did. 

with the two men engrossed in a conversation, sprawled on the sofa while you watched a cartoon—you jumped up suddenly to look at a shelf with some of your little-er games and puzzled, picking up a puzzle where you had to match the shapes with their holes. you set it on the coffee table and tugged at both austin and callum’s sleeves. “puzzle, please?” 

austin chuckled down at you and your mannerisms, “well, not the best way to ask. but you said please.” he glanced at callum, “you in?” 

callum nodded, “i love a good puzzle.” he got down on the floor with you, austin beside him. “ah, this one looks a bit tricky, don't it?” 

this was when callum truly understood how your headspace worked, he noticed how you struggled to get the square into the circle piece—something that was so simple to many adults, not all. he never judged, he was a patient man. “y’might need some help there, kiddo.” 

normally, austin would give you a chance to figure it out yourself. 

but you were struggling a little more than usual this time around, grumbling and constantly putting the puzzle piece into the wrong hole when your brain was telling you so strongly that it was the right spot. why wasn't it fitting? 

callum scooted over to you, lifting you into his lap and chuckling. “hard, isn't it?” he was completely focused on you, not even noticing the loving gaze austin had on not just you, but him too. 

“why doesn't it fit?” you whined. 

he took your small wrist in his, trying to move it with the piece in her hand. “y’see? this is a square, honey. you're trying to put it in the circle. doesn't fit cos’ it’s got edges, pointy edges.” he explained, running his finger along the edges. “try putting it here.” he moved it to the next slot, “does it fit?”

you frowned, “no.” 

“alright,” he nodded, “try the next one.”

you moved your wrist over to the next spot, gasping when it actually fit. “it fit!” you exclaimed, “look, cal!” you pulled his attention back, “it fit!” 

“good job, honey!” callum cheered, clapping excitedly and patting the top of your head. 

“how about the next piece, huh?” austin grinned, passing you the next one.

“daddy!” you made grabby hands at austin, wanting him to hold you next. him and callum immediately switched spots, now callum was looking at both you and austin with a lovingly gaze. it was such a sweet dynamic. he couldn't get enough of you. 

truth is, callum always had a soft spot for you. he had a soft spot for austin too. he couldn't help the googly eyes sometimes. the two of you just had the sweetest dynamic going on, he wanted in on it too. not romantically, of course. he loved his girlfriend, but he wanted to spend time with you again for sure. 

it didn't stop at puzzles, he played a little more with you, coloring too, which he enjoyed doing a lot with you. austin seemed to notice how relaxed callum seemed to be with you, letting you both bond.

it ended with the three of you on the couch, you in the middle, austin on the other side and callum on your other. you dozed off in the middle of your cartoon, head resting on callums shoulder. 

austin's gaze met with callum’s a soft smile playing on his lips. “what do you think?” he asked in a hushed tone, not wanting to wake sleeping beauty in between them.

“set me up for a play date.”

[teecupangel]

Desmond as Claudia’s son?? 👀 my first thought was that she had him in her twenties, maybe when they're all based in Monteriggioni, and then for whatever reason gave him up, but I also think it'd be super interesting if he was a complete accident and Claudia absolutely refused to give him up even in the midst of all the Assassin drama. lil baby Des being raised in the Rosa in Fiore, seeing a side of the war with the Templars from an entirely different perspective, with Ezio being simultaneously The Uncle but also not knowing the first thing about how to interact with Desmond, especially if he thinks Claudia conceived him through sex work (whether or not that’s true, I don’t think Claudia would correct him lol she has absolutely no patience for his weirdness around being okay with courtesans as long as they aren’t his family)

hope you’re doing well, darling~ –🍞 anon

We talked about this idea a bit in this “anyone else could be a better parent than Bill” idea and I think we can combine the two ideas?

Desmond wouldn’t be raised by just Claudia, he’d be raised by Claudia, Maria and the courtesans of Rose in Fiore.

He’s their ‘mio bello’ and he’s never seen by the clients but he does hear the stories, especially when he was so young everyone thought he wouldn’t understand them.

His younger siblings are all his half-siblings because Claudia had him with a nice man visiting Monteriggioni. They loved each other but not enough for the man to stay, leaving Monteriggioni a few months before Cesare attacked.

If you want to add more drama:

(1) They were planning to tell Ezio about their relationship in hopes of him giving his blessing but he died during the attack on Monteriggioni.

(2) He did leave Monteriggioni before the attack but it wasn’t a coincidence. He was actually a Templar spy who would later become a member of The Crows. (Maybe even one of the four horsemen, probably Carestia)

Anyway, Desmond doesn’t really care about his father and Claudia marries another man later on who cared for him like a son. His younger siblings love him and he usually babysits them whenever his parents are busy.

It should be noted that Claudia did marry and have children of her own while she was in Monteriggioni but that’s only in the book Renaissance. There, she married the captain of Mario’s mercenary group so it’s up to you if you want to go down that route. He probably died during the attack on Monteriggioni and there’s a possibility that she had more than one child with him.

So if you want, Desmond could be a baby born months before the attack and grew up in Rose in Fiore later on. He would probably have an older brother and, if you reaaallly wanna mess with Ezio, that older brother could be a reborn Altaïr who is not impressed him at all XD

I'm doing well! I hope you're doing well as well 🍞nonny~!

[luminouslywriting]

Hi honey! If it’s Rosie asks you’re after then boy am I ready to deliver! I want to know everything about this man because I’m obsessed with him haha. But to start off… what is Rosie like at home? The war is over and domesticity starts to take over. Does he cook? Pamper you with breakfast in bed? Dance in the living room into the wee hours of the morning, completely loosing track of time? cuddles? Does he read out loud to you? How does he like to fall asleep and wake up with you? How is he when you’re both intimate? I have a feeling he is pretty demonstrative knowing that the two of you are alone and can fully express your passions for each other not having to worry about anyone else stepping in on or hearing you.

Oh Nonny, Domestic! Rosie has my entire heart and soul! Feel free to send me as many Rosie asks as you’d like haha 🥰 requests are open! Cut for length, more under the cut!

-Post-War Rosie is the gentlest and most patient man AND that being said, domesticity is literally where he THRIVES at being a husband

-He's constantly being the perfect example of how to balance work and home life efficiently. You're the most precious thing in his life and that absolutely shines through in the way that he treats you.

-This is a man of compliments and words—but really just enjoys spending quality time with you

-It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of a really good book, he wants to curl up next to you and be with you

-Or if you have a hobby, I think he's the type of person to get himself involved and find a way to participate in your passions with you

-He LOVES cooking, especially old family recipes. There's been many a time when he comes home from a case early and just starts making food because he wants to treat you :)

-Rosie adores discussing domestic details with you and nothing bores him—not the laundry or the dishes, not the house chores or the radio, not the latest neighborhood gossip, and certainly not any talk of future baby Rosenthals

-I don't think he's necessarily big on gift giving, but he will absolutely get you your favorite chocolate

-This man is the best man for dealing with periods and has no shame changing the sheets or taking over for you in house-duties

-Speaking of house duties, everything is done together. He enjoys cleaning and it helps him clear his head, so getting to do it with you?? Even better for him.

-Loves playing music on the radio or on records and dancing with you in the evenings

-Going over to his parents' home for Sunday dinners

-Loves physical affection and always has an arm around you or holding your hand

-Nighttime is such a relaxing time for the two of you; he loves getting to just lay down and cuddle with you or helping each other relax haha

-Rosie muses aloud about future plans, including kids and everything else

-He never brings his work home and when he's home, he's home 100%

-Reading together passages from your favorite books

-LOVES LOVES LOVES taking you to the jazz club and going out for date night

-Loves listening to you ramble and is the embodiment of the heart eyes emoji

-Likes sleeping in with you and having lazy mornings together where limbs are still tangled together and you're both half asleep

-He loves waking up to you still sleeping and absolutely plays with your hair

-Sundays are sacred days and so most of the work is done on Saturdays and he's pretty good about being devoted to you and to God on Sundays

-Forehead kisses is his THING

Some light spice below:

-If you're ever reading and he wants some attention, be prepared for this man to come and lay atop you and start getting a little handsy....but you have to keep reading if you want that sort of attention afterwards

-Loves sharing baths with you and any sort of water fights end in makeout sessions or sex

-This is a hot take, but he doesn't believe that sex is a good or healthy way to makeup after arguments....HOWEVER, soft sex after arguments have been resolved and you're both on good terms? His favorite thing

-Really into sessions where he can figure out how to make you orgasm as many times as possible (and he's creative, so he's going to figure it out haha)

-If you sit on his lap in the evenings, be prepared for his hands to latch onto your waist and to stay there for a while

-Solidly appreciates every part of your body—but especially loves softness and some curves (especially if you're a little self-conscious of them)

-So so so so bad at teasing in public, especially when he sees you with his nieces or nephews

-Has a breeding kink for sure

-Sex at his work

-Sex against the window of the apartment

-Sex in the bathroom of the Jazz Club

-Soft sleepy sex where you're half asleep is definitely a thing (don't worry, he's fine doing most of the work haha)

-Is so vocal and soft with you

-Is VERY demonstrative, Nonny....shows/tells/guides you in a lot of different things to make it the best experience for both of you

[timetravellingkitty]

hi!! I just found out about tumblr having an anti-hindutva tag and I shall be making myself comfortable here! just found your account like a few mins ago and if it’s ok, i wanted to ask some questions (you absolutely don't have to answer if you don't like any of them or even if you don't feel like answering :) ) (edit added, this ask got way too long lol. feel free to skip it! also, you're kinda super cool lol)

I'm Indian, currently outside India, and I've only started learning about the shitshow going on in my 'mahaan bharat' since November (specifically since finding out that we are Irahell's biggest weapons buyer). and the more I find out the more shocked and heartbroken I feel...

like this week i learnt about the immigration ban in US against Chinese women that existed a few decades ago, and the ongoing discrimination against Palestinians in Canadian immigration services... and both the times I was so disgusted and there was this subconscious feeling that India should never be like that. but then an hour ago I learnt about the 2019 CAA and wtf!?

another example being that currently we're seeing israhell's continuous bombing of heritage sites of great cultural and religious significance, that also held so many centuries old records and histories... and learning about how they are bulldozing over graveyards and exhuming them...

and then today I learnt about Akhonji Masjid and Gyanvapi Masjid and of course have known about Babri Masjid for a few weeks now...

and only learnt about Kashmir in november...

and I feel like my whole worldview has shifted from a previous foundation, except it's so drastic and I still don't have a new foundation...

I try to talk to members of my family about this but they're the Indian equivalent of the U.S. liberals, and every single time they'll tell me "whatever news you're hearing is propaganda written by Pakistan/China/U.S./Russia. trust me I have Muslim friends and they're very happy. you just don't know the situation cause you're not in India" and like it sometimes make me think maybe I'm the one losing my mind...

I even read some places about free Punjab and that confused the fuck out of me cause I'm Punjabi (who does not live in Punjab) and I don't have any clue what it's about... I asked my fam, but they just gave me a weird look and told me to stay away from anyone that mentions Khalistan😭💀

(this got way longer than I expected, so sorry) but would you have any recommendations for any blogs/articles/books/podcast resources or any personal recommendations for news publications that are reliable (finding God would probably be easier than finding such publications lmao) like I thought Al-Jazeera is super credible, but then read that they're super credible when it comes to Palestine, not when it's global...

like where tf do I go from here lol

hello nonnie! some news sites I'd recommend are newslaundry (they have a youtube channel too), the wire, scroll.in and newsclick. maktoob media is mostly focused on minority rights in india. hindutvawatch.org is about hindu fascist violence committed against minorities. I still think you should stick to al-jazeera at least when it comes to palestine (they have journalists on the ground there, shireen abu akleh was one of them)

this is a good introduction to anyone wanting to learn about hindutva, this and this are about how india is becoming increasingly unsafe for minorites and is undergoing a democratic backsliding. this and this are about the rss link to nazism

hostile homelands by azad essa is about india's historical relationship with israel and the parallels between hindutva and zionism. the brown history podcast has an episode about how india went from the first non-arab state to recognise palestine to its largest buyer of weapons, featuring azad essa (x). you can also read colonising kashmir by hafsa kanjwal about how india came to militarily occupy kashmir. if you want to learn more about kashmir there are the blogs kashmiraction.org and standwithkashmir (which is um. blocked in india. i wonder why)

i have not read khaki shorts and saffron flags yet but this one is about the history of the rss. i also suggest watching the documentaries ram ke naam and jai bhim, comrade which are about the hindutva mobilisation in the 1980s

for me free punjab is very ?? the indian government is beyond evil as they continue to spy on sikhs abroad (and ofc, the 1984 sikh genocide) but i don't think liberation will be achieved through a religious ethnostate. any state formed on the basis of religion will inevitably turn out to be a disaster. i do encourage you to read lost in history: 1984 reconstructed by gunisha kaur, which is about the human rights violations committed against sikhs during this time and why operation bluestar was in fact not about freeing sri harmandir sahib from "terrorists." all i can say is to stand with sikhs unapologetically as our shitass government continues to commit more and more human rights violations against them

in general, i'd tell you to observe the language used by different news outlets and question it (eg. american news referring to israelis below the age of 18 as children but the same courtesy is not extended to palestinians) and check their sources. if it's from whatsapp university don't even bother

[khaire-traveler]

can you tell me your favorite myth about hermes? i want to know more about him. and resources would be wonderful

Khaire!

This is a great question that I'm honestly unsure of. XD I love lots of his myths! I think maybe the myth of him stealing Apollo's cattle as a baby will always hold a special place in my heart, though, because it's the first one I read of him. I also love the one where he gets into a shouting contest with some guy, and the guy shouts so loud from trying to outdo Hermes that he dies. I think that's so silly. XD

Anywho, I think a great beginner resource is Theoi.com (link goes straight to Hermes' entry). I know many people recommend it, but it genuinely is a great place to start. The book Hermes: Guide of Souls by Karl Kerényl (link is to Internet Archive version; it's free to read) is a pretty interesting read! The author talks a lot about Hermes' complex role in mythology as well as relations with other gods. I think it's an interesting read, personally, though it's a bit dated. For a book that's similar to modern worship (poems and the like, but I don't believe the author worships Hermes), I think A Dance With Hermes by Lindsay Clarke seems good. I haven't been able to read it yet, since I can't find a free version, but I've heard it's a good read. The Homeric and Orphic hymns are also a fun read, though they don't give much information; they're ancient poems written to worship and invoke the gods. You can find them on Theoi.com for free.

If you're looking into mysticism, the best starting place is likely the The Corpus Hermeticum by Hermes Tresmegistus (link is to Internet Archive free read). I don't practice mysticism with Hermes, really, so if you're curious about this topic, I suggest reaching out to @madmonksandmaenads who is very well-read on the subject. She'd be able to recommend some stellar reads.

I hope this helps at least a little bit! Best of luck to you on your journey, Nonny! 🧡

[yandere-yearnings]

Hello! I just had an interesting thought while scrolling through BookTok lol

What if Sun just learned that the reader is secretly a popular dark romance author? He only just learned late into the relationship because you were somewhat embarrassed and scared of his reaction

hiii!! that's such an interesting concept nonnie, thank you for sharing such a wonderful thought from your booktok scroll🥺🩷

Before everything, before he's begins to pout at the secret being kept, before he asks you questions, before he gets excited that he can finally talk about the woes of writing with someone who'll actually understand — the first thing Sun does is read. Perhaps it may come as a surprise, but he's never even glanced at a standard romance before, so you're going to be his introduction to the entire genre.

He's pouring over every book you've ever written, holed up in his room with the lights dimmed to a comfortable orange. Every time you walk in, he looks up at you briefly and tries to say something but then just goes back to reading. He thinks the way you write is so pretty, but more than that, he's absolutely obsessed with the fact that he can see you and him playing out in every scene. These books were published long before you met, so he wonders if you felt serendipity in him like he did you.

If you have any newer releases, or titles you've worked on during the course of your relationship with him, he picks apart the prose like it'll keep him alive. Sun swears some of the things your characters say have been plucked right from conversations between the both of you. It makes his heart swell. He feels so proud. There's some sort of validation he gets from it, thinking that maybe you don't mind as much as he thinks you do when he gets a bit overbearing or loses his temper, you'll see him become a little less guilty and spaced out after arguments.

It's only when he's read every book at least seven times from cover to cover, that he finally starts to address the issue at hand. He understands the embarrassment, because sometimes he feels the exact same way with his works, but why were you scared? Do you really think you could ever do something that Sun wouldn't immediately praise you for? He's your number one fan, in every walk of life, and he'll make sure you know that well from now on.

Also, make no mistake, you and him are writing your next novels together.

[kiiwiigii]

Night-Time Reading

Alec x Fem!Reader

Summary: You are having a rough day managing your POTS/CFS. All you want to do is relax and Alec is there to help.

Warnings:

Fluff! Nothing but tooth rotting fluff.

Word Count: 400+

Requested?: Yes!

So I'm going through a really rough time, I'm disabled (pots and CFS) and my cfs is acting up badly cause school started and I've been so busy I haven't had a break period, constantly walking and running and being busy. now I have a three day weekend so my body is letting myself feel the consequences of pushing myself too far, so I was wondering if I could suggest some comfort? Alec with a mate that either has cfs or just has some symptoms and just him keeping them as comfortable as possible while they're in pain Common symptoms (including the ones I'm going through) - joint pain (I can barely go up stairs and walk -extreme temp fluctuations (really hot to really cold quickly) -brain fog (brain is foggy. I'm too weak to open a bottle of coke so I left it open and while talking I tipped it over and forgot it was open) -migraines/headaches -sore throat -trembling -really tired but can't fall asleep and/or sleeps for a really long time Thank you for listening 🫶🏼 -🦊

A/N: Hey nonny! I am so, so sorry it has taken me this long to write this. Honestly, I was (and still am I suppose) intimidated to write this, simply because these illnesses are not something I am not even remotely familiar with. But I also want to thank you because it's a good writing exercise for me. I'm also sorry that you're having such a rough time. I can't even imagine. So here's a fic, just for you, darling. I hope you're feeling better.

Another A/N: So the wonderful and amazing @alecvolturi did an amazing edit of Alec reading the first bit of The Hobbit. Please give it a listen as you read. It's PERFECT.

Miserable.

I was fucking miserable.

It began just by sitting up. I could feel the migraine building, and I was already in the throws of a hot flash. It didn't help that the pain in my joints was flaring up again.

It was 3 a.m. and I was already this close to crying. I couldn't remember the last time that I had a proper nights sleep. I just wanted one day, one day where I didn't have to be in pain or worry that any movement I made would set off a whole other series of symptoms, all of which almost all of them were painful.

"Darling?" Alec was next to me, his cold hands running over my heated skin, trailing goosebumps behind in his wake.

His hands were a sweet, cool balm on my flushed skin. It gave me a little relief. I leaned into him, enjoying the cold. His lips pressed to my forehead.

"Scale of 1 to 10?"

"7 to 8." I mumbled.

One would think with how long that I've lived with this disease that I would have a high pain tolerance. That couldn't be further from the truth. I could already feel a few tears slipping from beneath my lashes. I just wanted something to make the pain go away.

I whined as Alec disappeared, only to reappear with my meds and a bottle of water a moment later.

"Here, drink." He handed me the pills and water, and I took them gratefully. He pulled the comforter from the floor where I had kicked it off, bundling it back up on the bed for us to lay down on. He then grabbed my phone, pulling up my favorite playlist, the one he made for me to help me calm down when I felt like shit. The music started flowing through the speaker near my bed at a low volume.

"What book, darling?" His eyes were already scanning my bookshelves.

"Uhm…" I blinked back at him slowly, trying to process what he said.

"How about The Hobbit?"

"Perfect." I rasped with a small smile.

He was next to me again in a flash, his back against the headboard as he pulled me gently to him, a pillow already ready in his lap.

"In the hole in the ground, there lived a Hobbit." His voice lilted over me, and I felt myself begin to relax as his hands gently ran through my hair and along my neck.

The fine mist that signaled the use of his gift began to unfurl from his fingers and I felt myself begin to numb. The first time he had done this it had been disconcerting, but now I welcomed it with relish. A small reprieve from the pain. I smiled to myself, letting my eyes slip closed as I listened.

Then finally, sleep came for me.

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[chvoswxtch]

Imagine Frank getting head from reader with a tongue piercing 🥰

nonnie...let’s discuss below the cut.

if you're under 18, look away.

this may be more information than you ever wanted to know about me, but as someone who has been…entertained, if you will, by someone with a tongue piercing-I feel like i'm qualified to speak on this. that being said...

frank castle & a partner with a tongue piercing

frank has never been with anyone that’s had a tongue piercing. I am like almost 100% certain of that. I think it’s something that would definitely intrigue him if he had a partner that had one

the first time he kisses you, like really kisses you with it, I think it would take some getting used to (it’s a different sensation) but eventually his mind would begin to wander because tongue piercings are sexy and you’re sexy so.

"feels like you got a bullet in your mouth. kinda tastes like it too. it ain't bad, though." "I...don't even wanna know why you know what that feels or tastes like, frank."

he’s such a gentleman sometimes, I feel like he doesn’t ask for head, unless he’s in a mood™️ (you feel me) like he’s just happy to fucking be there and get to touch you and if you’re gracious enough to offer your mouth to him, he’s not gonna say no

but he really fucking wants you to because he wants to know what it feels like with your piercing like he’s so curious about it and he finds himself getting hard when you talk because he can't stop looking at your tongue and he just keeps thinking about how good it would feel if you sucked him off with it

and since you can read him like a fucking book you know exactly what he wants but won’t ask for, but that doesn’t stop you from teasing the fuck out of him to make him extra sensitive because that’s where the real fun begins

you’d turn this giant mountain of a man into a puddle: lips trailing over every inch of his neck, hands slipping underneath his shirt to lightly trail your fingertips along his warm skin, fiddling with the buckle of his belt, ghosting your mouth over his earlobe asking so sweetly if he would let you try something when you both already know he would never deny you, especially not with you on his lap running your tongue over that spot at the juncture of his neck that makes him feral

“course, sweetheart. whatever you want, know you don’t gotta ask.”

and poor frankie is trying so hard to be patient and contain himself, moving his hips slightly upwards as you rocked yours on his lap slowly, soft grunts and noises getting caught in the back of his throat as his jeans get impossibly tighter

the second you sink between his knees onto the floor, frank’s jaw nearly falls along with you and his chest starts to rise and fall quickly because he knows exactly what’s coming and he can’t hide the excitement and hunger in his eyes

you don’t even bother teasing him anymore since he’s been so sweet and patient, you just get right to work freeing his massive cock from his jeans, keeping eye contact as you open your mouth to show him your tongue, watching the way his adam’s apple bobs when he swallows thickly seeing the metal gleam in the dim light

and he nearly comes right there the first time he feels the metal ball glide along the sensitive slit of his tip because fuck he thought it would feel good-but it’s even better than he could’ve imagined

there’s a coolness to the metal despite the warmth from your mouth, and the light pressure of it gliding along the veins on his length as you take him further into your mouth drives him fucking crazy

he likes it the most when you focus on the head of his cock, enjoying the way the metal feels slipping along the most sensitive part of him, and his knuckles are solid white from gripping onto the edge of the couch so hard because he wants to come so badly because it feels so fucking good but he also doesn’t think he could handle it if you stopped

he’s never felt anything like it before and he can’t even speak to tell you how good it feels. his entire jaw is slack as he watches you in awe, doing his best not to buck his hips into your face, but then you look up at him through your lashes and smirk around his goddamn cock and he loses it

because he knows you figured him out. because you know him so fucking well. you always know what he wants, even if he never hints at it, and it’s one of the things he loves most about you

he’s never come as hard as does when he suddenly finishes in your mouth, and he’s so blissed out, he doesn’t even feel embarrassed about how fast he came as the sound of your cute giggles fills his ears entirely

he just grins when you tell him he should speak up if he wants something

“where’s the fun in that? I like your little surprises.”

[thephantomcasebook]

Someone please give Ewan Mitchell a book on Greek Mythology so he stops yapping about that Cyclops myth about giving his eye to Hades in every interview like THAT IS NOT A THING WHERE DID HE GET THAT FROM 😭

I don't know what you're expecting ... my guy is an actor.

I hate to be the one to break this to you, nonny ... but actors/actresses are pretty fucking stupid as a whole. They play pretend for a living and spend most of the time being told what to do and think by either directors, writers, or publicists.

If you're waiting for an actor/actress to say something smart ... you better have packed a whole ass picnic.

The smart actor/actresses are the ones that are self-aware enough to know they're dumb and don't say anything.

For instance, Jessica De Gouw is one of my favorite actresses. She's a great character actress, very beautiful, charmingly charismatic ... and might have some of the dumbest takes I've ever heard articulated ... and I've been a fan of Lena Headey since I was eight-year-old. Her hot takes on life and society are Olivia Cooke level stupid - nearly 'dropped on the head as a baby' level moronic. Listening to Jessica De Gouw podcast interviews were she talks about anything other than her acting is my Vietnam. But I still love her and support her work - within reason.

So, don't be too hard on your boy, Nonny, just appreciate what he brings to his craft. Listen, Ewan Mitchell and Tom Glynn-Carney are two of the best character actors working, they're fucking interesting looking and do interesting things on screen. Remember you like them for their talent ... and not so much for their brains.

[nicoline1998enilocin]

I don't know about the other requests and your ideias about the "love of my life" storyline, but I can't stop think about marrying young tony and spend the rest of my life with him 🥺 I would like to ask you to add a proposal and wedding (honeymoon sex included 🤤) in your plans (in case you haven't thought about it yet) with bruce and natasha as their best man and maid of honor and very proud parents 🥺

''Hell yeah, I do!''

Pairing | Boyfriend!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Female!Reader

Word count | 6.3K

Summary | Life has been good to all of you the last few years, but Tony is preparing to take the next step in your relationship. He decides to propose on a beautiful vacation, and the wedding is an absolute dream, too. It's a perfect beginning to the rest of your lives together.

Warning(s) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Smut (unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), shower sex, slight breeding kink, slow, lazy lovemaking, oral (F&M receiving), face riding, fingering, dirty talk, aftercare).

A/n | Thank you so much for this sweet request, Nonnie! This ended up to be way longer than I anticipated, but I enjoyed every second of this, and I hope you will too! 🖤

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💚

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A few years have passed, and you both have successfully gotten your Bachelor's degree in Dramatic Acting, though you have decided to go onto another path after graduation.

Tony has found his luck in acting and has been in a few small movies and commercials, but you've decided to become a real estate agent to care for your two little miracle kids.

''Hudson! Orion! Are you ready for dinner?'' you yell from the bottom of the stairs, and it doesn't take long to hear their footsteps upstairs and on the way down.

''Coming, Mommy!'' Orion says, and you wait at the bottom of the stairs to ensure nothing goes wrong, even though they're old enough to take the stairs by themselves.

''What will we be having for dinner tonight?'' Hudson asks, and he looks up at you expectingly for your answer.

''I've made your favorite today if that's okay with you,'' you say as you bend down to kiss him on his head. The two of them happily get ready for dinner when you receive a text from Tony.

< My Love 🩵 > Can we have our FaceTime call a little earlier tonight? I'm having dinner at 7:30 p.m. I'm sorry!

&lt; Sunshine 💛 > No problem, the kids and I are just sitting down for dinner; we'll call you at 7 p.m.!

Tony was happy with your answer, albeit quite nervous. After all, he's having dinner with your Mom tonight because he must ask her something important.

Hudson and Orion sit in their own chairs, and you bring their dinner to them. Tonight is mac and cheese night with dino nuggets and a sweet treat for dessert.

You've also made some extra for yourself since you're used to eating dinner at the same time as them instead of later like you usually did before having them.

They both babble away happily about their day and what they were playing until Orion suddenly lets out a soft sniffle, and your attention is immediately on her.

''What's going on, Babygirl?'' you say as you walk over to her seat and get her out, hopping her softly up and down to calm her down.

''I miss Daddy,'' she says between more sniffles, and your heart breaks for her because you miss him too. He will be back in a few days, but it's always a little more difficult for all of you whenever he is away for extended periods.

''We're going to call Daddy a little earlier today. How does that sound? And after that, we can read a book together before bed,'' you say, but she doesn't want to eat anymore.

Her head falls against your shoulder, and her thumb is in her mouth to soothe herself, so you sit down with her in your lap while you eat your dinner, and it doesn't take long for her to fall asleep.

''Mommy? We talk to Daddy?'' Hudson asks, and you nod.

''Yes, Baby. We'll still talk to Daddy,'' you say reassuringly, but Hudson is also getting tired, so by the time it's 6:30 p.m., you have both of them in your lap, half awake for the FaceTime call.

You call him, and Tony is still getting ready for your call at 7 p.m., so his hair is still messy, and he can't find his glasses anywhere, but he picks up regardless.

''Hi Daddy!'' the twins say with small waves, and after a few short answers, they've both wholly fallen asleep in your arms.

''I'll call you right back, okay? I need to put these two to bed real quick,'' you say, and 20 minutes later, you're back, a cup of tea in hand. Tony is looking more decent, too, now that his hair is done and he's wearing his glasses.

''Can't believe you'll be back in 3 more days,'' you sigh with a smile, cradling the cup of tea in your hands as you look at the man you love.

''I know, I miss all three of you, but I know they've been the best babies for my best girl,'' he says, and you try to hide your flushed face behind your mug, but it's not working.

''There's no hiding from me, Sunshine! I'll always find you again, no matter what happens or where we are; I will find you,'' he says, and you get slight tears in your eyes from his words.

''I know, My Love. I love you,'' you say before wiping away tears, and the rest of the time is spent talking about the movie he's working on until he has to go and meet your Mom, though you don't know that.

''I'll talk to you later, Sunshine, and I'm gonna miss all three of you immensely until I'm back!'' he says before you say your last goodbyes, and you get situated on the couch to enjoy your evening with a good book.

Hudson and Orion are usually excellent sleepers, even without Tony being home, so you take full advantage of these hours alone, finally getting through your pile of books you still need to read.

~ Meanwhile, on the other side of the country ~

''Tony, hi!'' your Mom says as she opens the door for him, and he greets her with a beautiful bouquet of her favorite flowers because he has something important to discuss.

''Hi, Virginia, how are you today?'' he asks, stepping inside and taking off his shoes before walking into her small apartment. Since the divorce, she's been living much smaller, but she didn't want the house and opted to live in a small apartment in California instead.

''I'm doing good, even better now that you're here though. Dinner's almost ready, so please have a seat on the couch while I finish,'' she says, and the smell of cauliflower casserole is spreading, and Tony is getting increasingly hungry.

''How's filming going? You're working on a movie not far from here, right?'' Virginia asks, and Tony tells her about the movie; even though he has a relatively minor role, this could be his chance for something bigger.

''Even though I'm more than happy to be filming something like this, I still miss Y/N, Orion, and Hudson. I call them every night, but it's not the same, so I'll be happy to see them again,'' Tony says, and Virginia walks back into the living room with two plates, handing one to Tony.

She doesn't have a dining room, so eating on the couch is the only option, but Tony doesn't mind; he quite likes how cozy it is.

''Virginia, as you may have suspected, I came here for a reason, which is why I came by alone instead of with all four of us,'' he starts as he plays with his food, unsure how to continue as his heart starts beating against his ribcage.

''I did suspect something, yes. And before you ask whatever you want, please know that you can tell and ask me anything, okay?'' she says, and Tony nods before putting his plate down and grabbing something out of his backpack.

''I- uhm, I'm here to... well- I would like to ask for your blessing to marry your daughter,'' he stumbles, a deep red color spreading over his cheeks and throat. He opens a small box and shows her the ring he plans to propose to you if he has your Mom's blessing.

The day of Tony's proposal has arrived, and he's planned an entire week of vacation just for this moment. You're on a trip to Florida with the whole family, including Howard, Maria, and Virginia, to complete the entire family.

You're all having a beach day today and you are under the impression that you will all be having dinner together later, but nothing could be further from the truth.

All three grandparents are taking the kids for dinner in the hotel - a buffet with many different kinds of food - while you and Tony are going to a fancier restaurant with an ocean view for your proposal.

But that's all still far in the future because you're trying to find Orion's shoes, which seems impossible.

''Love? Have you seen Orion's slippers anywhere? I swear she just had them, and now they're gone!'' you say as you sit on your knees, looking under the bed.

''No, but I'm gonna ask my Mom if she's seen them, Sunshine,'' he says, and with that, he makes his way to his parents' hotel room, where he has 'hidden' her shoes as a cover.

''Is everything still on track for tonight?'' he asks his parents, and they let him know everything is ready for tonight, and you two will have the entire evening and night to yourselves because the kids will sleep in Viriginia's room tonight.

''Thank you so much, you're both real lifesavers,'' he sighs.

''No, Tony, we're just doing this because you deserve nothing but the best, and Y/N deserves to be treated like an absolute queen, especially after everything the last few years,'' Howard says, and Tony nods in agreement.

When he returns to your shared hotel room, he hears Orion crying, and you're soothing her.

''What happened here, Lovebug?'' Tony asks Orion as he runs into the room; she immediately makes grabby hands at her Dad, who gladly takes her into his arms.

''She stumbled over the small ledge from the bathroom to her, and she hit her knees pretty badly on the floor,'' you say. Tony hugs and soothes her tightly, allowing you to get Hudson ready for the beach.

When Orion has calmed down, and everyone is ready, you all make your way to the beach, ready for a day of playing and fun, but most of all, a day full of relaxation. For you, not Tony. The closer dinner gets, the more on edge he gets.

The afternoon flew by, and Hudson and Orion built many sandcastles and swam countless times in the ocean; you've read your book, and when all the others were in the water, you and Tony had a bit of alone time which was well spent with a small make-out session until your kids came running back.

''Alright, let's get ready to go back to the hotel for dinner!'' you say, and you start packing everything up with the help of your Mom while Tony and his parents get the kids ready.

''How are you enjoying your vacation so far, Buttercup?'' Virginia asks, and you let out a small sigh.

''I love it, but I also miss when it was just me and Tony, you know? It's not a nice thing to say because I love all of you dearly, but I need just some Tony time,'' you say with a small smile, and she nods.

''There's nothing wrong with wanting some alone time. I never had any, and you see where that got me, although I'm delighted I'm here with all of you because if I hadn't divorced your Dad, I wouldn't be here with all of you,'' she says, trying not to cry.

''Oh, Mom, c'mere,'' you say as you pull her in for a big hug, unable to keep your tears back this time.

''Don't cry, Mommy!'' your twins say in unison as they run over to you and your Mom. They wrap their arms around both of you simultaneously, and you can't help but laugh.

After that, everyone returns to the hotel, but Howard and Maria take the twins to their room so you two can get ready together.

''I asked them to take Orion and Hudson for now because I was hoping we could get ready together, maybe have an extra steamy shower together?'' Tony whispers in your ear as you close the door behind you, and you feel his arms wrap around your waist.

''Sounds perfect,'' you say, and before you know it, you are both naked and standing in the shower, kissing each other with nothing but pure lust and hands wandering everywhere.

''Tony, please, fuck me,'' you beg as his fingers make you fall apart, your arms wrapped around his neck, his lips giving sloppy kisses on your jaw and throat as he pulls one more orgasm for you.

''One more, Sunshine. After this, I'll fuck you so good you'll have trouble walking for the rest of the day,'' he says, and with those words, you're being pulled over the edge into your second orgasm of this shower.

With many loud moans and muffled screams, you let go, and Tony holds you up as he works through your orgasm; he picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he pushes you against the wall.

''You wanted to get fucked so badly by me; you better be prepared to be split open on my cock. Begging like the fucking cumslut you are for me,'' he groans as he thrusts into you smoothly, making you moan loudly.

You can't bring out a single word as he keeps thrusting into you relentlessly; all you can get out is whimpers and moans as he once more reduces you to a fuckdumb hole for him to use, just the way you like it.

''Hmm, going to fuck another baby into you; you want that? Want me to knock you up again?'' he says, and you nod, letting Tony use you for his pleasure.

After a few more well-angled thrusts, you cum again, and Tony doesn't wait any longer either as he shoots his white ropes of cum deep inside you and captures your lips in a few soft kisses.

''Did so perfect for me, Sunshine. Always such a good girl for me,'' he whispers among other sweet nothings while you come down from your high, and once you're back, he carefully washes you as he keeps showering you with love and praise.

''Are you almost ready to get the rest for dinner?'' you ask Tony as you put on your white floral maxi dress you got for this vacation. He's wearing light shorts and a dark shirt, which suits him well.

''Well, tonight will be just about me and you. I have arranged a dinner for the both of us because I thought we could use a night alone too, and it's a little thank you for taking care of our miracles the way you have the last few years,'' he says as you get up.

You're wearing a pair of white wedges that make you almost as tall as Tony, though he's still a few inches taller.

''A-are you- I mean- what? But I thought-'' and Tony cuts off your train of thought by capturing your lips in a soft kiss, catching you off-guard.

When he pulls away, he places his hands on your cheeks, and yours finds their place on his waist.

''Sunshine, these last few years have been nothing short of perfect, but it's also been hectic, and we've barely had any time alone since the twins were born. I love them to death, but tonight is just about you and me, okay? Our parents have them under control, and we can enjoy this evening without worrying for even a second,'' he says, and a tear escapes your eye, rolling slowly down your cheek.

''Okay,'' you whisper softly, and even though it's hard to leave without your two angels, you still do. Tony takes you to a small restaurant by the beach, and you two are seated outside at a table with a perfect ocean view.

Tony pulls out your chair so you can sit down, and after lifting your dress slightly, you sit down, and he places a small kiss on the crown of your head that has you smiling uncontrollably.

''I don't want to sound ungrateful or anything, but it feels good to be eating somewhere without the kids, even if it's just for one evening,'' you say, but you immediately regret it as soon as you say it.

''Sunshine, you're not ungrateful at all. I feel the same way; they are absolutely perfect, but it is important to have a date night with just the two of us for once, as well,'' he says as he holds your hands, and you nod in agreement.

''I love you and thank you for tonight. I really appreciate it,'' you say as you give Tony a big smile, and when he smiles back, it's almost like you're teleported back in time to when you were just partners in acting class, and neither of you knew anything about the other person.

''It's still unbelievable how far we've come, huh? From partners in acting class to a beautiful vacation in Florida with our family,'' you say, and Tony can't help but let out a little chuckle.

''Tell me about it. I still can't believe I didn't ask you out earlier,'' he says, and a waiter makes their way to your table just as you're about to respond.

''Welcome to the Beach Side Eatery. Can we get you started with a glass of champagne and a menu?'' the man asks, and his stare lingers on you a little too long for Tony's liking.

''Yes, that would be appreciated, thank you,'' Tony says with a sharp edge to his tone, and the waiter immediately takes his gaze off of you and towards Tony.

You can't help but chuckle as he walks away, though Tony doesn't share that sentiment with you as he keeps staring the waiter down on his way back inside the restaurant.

''I'm glad I'm still good-looking enough to get stared at by waiters,'' you joke, and Tony just shakes his head with a small smirk.

''I'd rather be the only person who will look at you like that for the rest of our lives, but it does feel good to know I have such a beautiful wife by my side,'' he says, but he seemingly doesn't notice the slip of his tongue, though you definitely do.

A light pink dusting creeps onto your cheeks at his words, but you decide not to mention it, although you like the way it sounds. Tony's wife. The thought has you smiling widely, and Tony notices.

''What's on your mind, Sunshine?'' Tony asks as he grabs your hand. You feel your stomach do a few flips, and a jolt of electricity pulses through your body at this touch. Everything feels meant to be.

''I was just thinking about us, about our future, more specifically,'' you say, and Tony gives a small smile in response, knowing he's sitting here with the ring in his pocket right now.

''Here's your champagne, ma'am,'' the waiter says just as Tony is about to respond, and he's getting increasingly more annoyed with his bad timing.

''And your champagne too, sir. I'll go and get your menus and be right back,'' he says before walking off again, leaving you two to your conversation.

''Hey, let's enjoy this night together. We don't get too many of these nowadays, although I wouldn't be opposed to a night out together more often,'' you confess, and Tony agrees.

Your menus are dropped off, and that's when you both grab your glass of champagne, toasting a beautiful evening together; you take a small sip, and it tastes divine.

''Oh, this is the best champagne I've ever had!'' you say, and Tony smirks as he already knew it would be since he decided to splurge a little on this evening and get you the best of the best.

''Everything looks so good on this menu... I can't decide what I want to get,'' you say as you tap your index finger against your lips, which is a habit you've picked up somewhere along the way, and Tony thinks it's one of the cutest things ever.

''Well, how about a seafood dish? We won't find anything fresher than right here,'' he says, and your eyes glide to the seafood section of the menu.

''Hmm, you might be right, My Love. I might go with shrimp pasta since we don't eat it at home anymore,'' you say, thinking back to the time you had to rush Hudson to the hospital and finding out he's highly allergic to every type of seafood.

''Oh, that sounds delicious, Sunshine. I'm going to get the same,'' Tony says, and you both put your menus down to notify them you're ready to order.

When the waiter arrives, he takes up both your orders and refills your champagne glasses, after which you happily take another sip.

The rest of dinner goes by smoothly, apart from a few too many glances from your waiter, but it only boosts your ego, so you don't say anything about it, though Tony does make it clear he doesn't appreciate it.

''Shall we ask for a menu for dessert?'' you offer, but Tony shakes his head and instead starts off a small speech when the music changes. You immediately recognize your song, and a small thought creeps into your brain, though you push it away for now.

''Sunshine, from the moment I met you, I knew you were special. You're kind, you're funny, you're beautiful. You're everything I've ever wanted in a woman and more. I love spending time with you, and I can't imagine my life without you. I promise to always make you laugh, to always be there for you when you need me, and to never take you for granted,'' Tony says, and your feeling was completely right.

It isn't until Tony gets up and pulls you up as well that the reality of the situation officially sinks in, and you can't stop the tears from flowing as Tony sinks down on one knee and opens the small velvet box with an engagement ring in it.

''Thank you for being by my side and sharing your life with me because I can't imagine my life without you. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?'' he says with tears in his eyes.

''Of course, I will!'' you shriek out from excitement and Tony quickly gets up before crashing his lips onto yours, pulling you flush with his body as your tongues dance together in a dance of love.

When you pull away, you rest your head on his shoulder, and you pull him as close to you as you can, and that's when you suddenly hear people clapping all around you.

''I love you so much, My Love,'' you whisper to Tony as he pulls away this time, ready to slip the ring on your finger.

''I love you more, Sunshine. Or I should say future Mrs. Stark,'' Tony says with a big smirk, and you couldn't be any happier.

After you two sat down, you got an amazing dessert that said ''congratulations,'' and you two fed each other bits of it, and you couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the evening.

When the two of you got back to the hotel room, you didn't waste any time being apart, and the two of you made love for almost the entire evening and night until the sun rose back up.

It was perfect and everything you could have wished for, but you were also very happy to see Hudson and Orion the next morning as they flew into your arms.

''Daddy and I have some amazing news for all of you,'' you say, and you show everyone the ring Tony got you.

''He asked me to marry him!'' you shriek out, and even though all the parents knew already, they're still very excited to see your reaction.

You give Tony one more big kiss as a thank you before you're caught up in a big mess of hugs and congratulations, ready to enjoy the rest of your vacation, but now, as the future Mrs. Stark.

You're ready to walk down the aisle in your white wedding dress. Not with your Dad by your side, because he doesn't even know you're getting married to being with.

Instead, Howard walks you down the aisle after you've explained everything to him, and he feels honored to do this for you. He's like the Dad you never had, and you are incredibly thankful for him.

''Are you ready to walk to the start of your new life?'' Howard asks, and you must try your hardest not to cry right now.

''I am,'' you say, and as if on cue, the music starts, and the doors in front of you open to show a beautiful aisle, all your guests seated on either side, the pathway adorned with white flower petals.

In the front is your Mom to officiate the wedding, and Tony is standing next to her in a beige tuxedo, and of course, his glasses that reflect beautifully in the sun.

Behind Tony is his best man, Bruce, and two other groomsmen; on the other side of your Mom is Natasha and two bridesmaids, ready to burst into tears at any second, just like you.

Maria, Hudson, and Orion are seated in the front row and are now standing up to get a good look at you. Maria is the one who walked Tony down the aisle after your twins made their debut first, and now all they have to do is wait for you.

''Wow,'' Tony blurts out at the sight of you, and you slowly stride your way forward, over the white flower petals, between your guests, and on your way to your future husband.

Tony has to wipe away a few tears as he sees you slowly walking over to him, and you have to try your hardest not to cry yourself. You two haven't seen each other since yesterday afternoon, and it has been the most challenging 24 hours without him.

The closer you get, the more butterflies you're getting, and it's hard not to fly around Tony's neck and kiss him senseless right here and right now.

When you reach the front of the aisle, Howard gives your hand to Tony with a promise.

''Promise me always to take care of her and your children. I know they are already your everything, but this will only grow with the years. Love them unconditionally, and you will receive it right back,'' Howard says, and with those words, he lets you go, and Tony guides you to your spot after you give your bouquet to Nat.

Your Mom has written an original speech, and you almost peed yourself from laughter, but now it's time for the ring exchange.

''Do you, Tony, take Y/N to be your wife, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor her, to love her faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with her this day?''

''I absolutely do.''

''Do you, Y/N, take Tony to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?'' 

''Hell yeah, I do!''

The entire crowd bursts out in laughter at your exclamation, and when your Mom officially pronounces you two married, you lock lips in a sweet, tender kiss that knocks the air out of your lungs despite it being a slow and loving one.

For the rest of the evening, you're constantly surrounded by everyone you know, and Orion hasn't stopped telling you how beautiful your dress is.

''Mommy! I love your dress, and I can't wait to wear one just like it once I get married,'' she says, but you don't want to think about that yet.

''May I have this dance?'' Howard asks after you've calmed down a little from all the excitement.

''Of course, Howard,'' you say, and you get up, letting him lead the way to the middle of the dance floor as a bit of a slower song starts to play.

''Tony told me you were disappointed not to have a father-daughter dance at your wedding, so I'm fulfilling your wish. I see you as my daughter, after all, so I'd be more than happy to take that place,'' he says, and you hug him in the middle of your dance as a thank you and to hide your tears.

You look over to Tony and shoot him a kiss through the air, and he smiles in appreciation as you continue dancing.

''Thank you, Howard, for everything you and Maria have done all these years, not just for me and Tony but also for the twins. They love you and Maria so much, and I love you both deeply, too,'' you say, and Howard places a kiss on your temple in appreciation.

''Welcome to the family, Y/N,'' Howard says as the song ends and you're reunited with your husband.

''Thank you for telling him, Tony. It really means a lot to me, and I will be forever grateful,'' you say before pulling him in for a hug, and his lips find your forehead, as he's unable to talk right now.

When the evening is over, you and Tony get to the bridal suite of the hotel you're staying at, and you two have a passionate first night of lovemaking as husband and wife.

Tony can't stop telling you how beautiful you are and how much he loves you while you're unable to say anything, as he's reduced you to a moaning, whining mess underneath him for most of the night.

A few days later, you find yourself in a beautiful beachside hotel in Fiji, next to your husband, as you both just woke up. You've gotten out of bed and opened the big doors leading to your rooftop terrace, and a slight breeze blows through the room.

''Good morning, Sunshine,'' Tony says in a gruff voice as he turns over and pulls you into his side, wanting to have you as close as possible for every second.

This first week, you'll be here with just the two of you and the second week, your family will join you for a nice week-long vacation, after which life will return to normal again.

''Mornin', My Love,'' you say as you put your leg over Tony's thigh and scoot even closer. His hand ghosts over your back until it finds your ass, and without warning, he lands a spanking on it, making you squeal from surprise.

''Tony!'' you scold him as you sit up, but he doesn't give you much chance as he pulls you onto his chest, his member already poking at your entrance.

''Somebody's excited this morning, huh?'' you say, and your lips find each other, tongues immediately slipping in and fighting for dominance. You're both taking in every single second of this week while you're alone, having sex as much as you can.

This morning isn't any different, and as Tony pulls away from your kisses, he orders you to sit on his face so he can eat you out just the way you like.

You obey immediately, and as soon as his tongue licks a stripe from your entrance to your clit you're a complete goner on top of him.

Moans of his name fall off your lips as you rut against his face, his arms wrapped around your thighs as he keeps your legs apart for the best access.

''P-please, need to cum!'' you beg, and Tony listens to your pleas, making you cum on his face without much effort, and you grab the headboard to steady yourself as he works you through your orgasm.

''Tony, fuck! Feels good,'' you whimper as he's bordering on overstimulation, but he stops at the right moment and guides you back down, cradling you until you're coming down from your high with lots of praise.

Suddenly you reach out for his cock, and you stroke it leisurely a couple of times, and you whisper in his ear how badly you want to make him feel so good.

''Let me suck your cock until you cum down my throat, and after, I'll let you fuck another baby in me,'' you whisper, and Tony turns bright red at the idea.

You settle between his legs and start by licking a stripe from the base to the tip before taking it in your mouth and suckling softly.

''Oh, fuck, that's it, Sunshine,'' Tony breathes out, and you take more of him into your mouth with every bob of your head, one of your hands massaging his balls, the other interlaced with his.

''You like sucking this dick, huh? Such a good cockslut for me, sucking me like that, letting me use all your holes like a little fucktoy,'' Tony says, and his back arches and you take all of him in your mouth, gagging around his length, which only spurs him on.

''Fuck, that's it, choke on this dick until I cum,'' he grits out, and you do just that until he shoots it down your throat, forcing you to swallow every last drop, his free hand keeping your head down as it's fisted into your hair.

When you finally let up, you take in a couple of deep breaths as the oxygen rushes back into your lungs, but you would be lying if you said you aren't turned on beyond belief right now.

You crawl back up to Tony and let him taste himself on your tongue before he gently guides you onto your back, spreads your legs for him to fit right in between them, and lines up with your entrance.

''Hm, you're nice and wet for me, Sunshine. Might fuck a baby into you this time, would you like that? Want to be nice and round again for me?'' he asks, and you nod slowly; you would love nothing more than for him to give you another baby.

After sliding through your folds a couple of times, he slides into your soaking cunt, and the groans he lets out are beyond this world, and your moans are so delicious he has to try his hardest not to cum right away.

''So perfect for me, such a glorious pussy to fuck. It always feels so good when I slide home,'' and your nails leave red marks on his back as he slides in, the pleasure feeling so good.

''Oh, yes!'' you say as he starts moving.

''Fuck a baby into me, Tony, please,'' you say, but he keeps a nice, slow pace that makes you go crazy. You keep bucking up your hips for more friction, but you're stopped each time.

''Want to make love to you first, Sunshine. Want to make love to my gorgeous wife, and when you've cum a couple of times, I'll use you as my perfect fucktoy and pump you so full of my cum it'll be dripping out, and then I have to fuck it right back into you,'' Tony whispers in your ear, and that's all you need to cum for the first time.

Your moans are getting louder and louder, but neither of you cares; the entire world is allowed to know how good your husband makes you feel.

He keeps this pace until his thumb swipes over your sensitive clit a couple of times, and you squeeze his cock so good he almost cums right with you, but he manages to hold out long enough for now.

''Doing so perfect for me, Sunshine,'' he says as he slips out and puts you on your hands and knees, lining up behind you and thrusting in again with a sharp thrust, and it has you whining loudly as the pleasure courses through your veins.

''Such a gorgeous fucktoy for me right now, letting me fuck this pussy until it's wrecked and overflowing with my cum,'' Tony says as his hips thrust against your ass relentlessly, fucking you into the mattress.

This time it doesn't take long for him to cum, and he shoots it deep inside you with a loud groan before pulling out, and he falls beside you, quickly pulling you onto his chest as you both come down from it.

He keeps whispering endless praise as he rubs slow figures onto your back, letting you enjoy his warmth as you lie on his chest.

''Shall we take a bath together, Sunshine? You can relax those sore muscles a little bit there,'' he says, and you nod, so he leaves you in the bed as he prepares the bath with your favorite scented oil you got here in Fiji.

''Ready?'' he asks, and when you confirm, he picks you up and steps carefully into the bath, sitting down and placing you onto his lap, letting you lean into him.

He softly rubs every inch of your skin from your thighs to your hips, waist, and chest, paying a little more attention to your nipples before moving onto your shoulders and arms.

''I love you so much, Sunshine. And I can't wait to see our beautiful babies again in a few days,'' he says, to which you wholeheartedly agree. This week alone with Tony is absolute heaven, but having Hudson and Orion with you will make it perfect.

''I love you too, My Love,'' you say, and you turn your head to capture his lips in a soft, sweet kiss before snuggling into him again while he feeds you some strawberries and pieces of exotic fruit.

Life is perfect right now, and you can't wait to see how the rest of your life will turn out. Though it will be a lot more fun with Tony as your husband, that's for sure.