#but she thinks we're whining about not being spoiled or something

[rainey-staerie-daize]

Mom getting lazy? Telling me to lock the door behind her? When she often just leaves it unlocked without saying anything? And sometimes hanging open??

No. You get ONE lock. The one I can easily lock. The gate can fuck off.

Though it's all locked up now because Skye came home and locked it up.

[maxislvt]

Have A Merry Little Christmas

Request: WandaNat and reader cuddling and watching holiday movies on Christmas eve night. An extensive kissing scene comes on and the reader starts to squirm, which gets the attention of wandanat.

Warnings: Smut, Mommy Kink, Daddy Kink, Threesomes, penises, pregnancy

A/N: This basically solidifies that every fic in this event is either pure filth or the cutest thing you'll ever read on my blog and that's just so me!

Event Masterlist

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As much as the three of you loved going big for the holidays, there were times when you and your lovers simply wanted peace. Sure, dressing up and getting wasted at one of Tony's parties was fun, but nothing could beat being wrapped up in the arms of two beautiful women and being treated like the most precious thing in the whole galaxy. Wanda on your left and Natasha on your right, the usual setup for a movie night. They had already gone through the trouble of getting snacks and picking out all the movies you'd be watching that might. You were practically reduced to a human teddy bear for the night.

Not that you were complaining. Wanda and Natasha had always made a big show of spoiling you any way they could. All throughout the night, you were kissed and praised for the slightest thing. It made your heart warm. The warmth of your heart seemed to spread to the heat of cunt a lot faster than you'd like to admit. With Wanda's choice of a rather explicit Christmas movie and the constant touch, if it was no surprise you'd get wet. You didn't want to ruin the holiday cheer and just kept it to yourself.

Your lovers knew you too well. It was part of their plan, to begin with, but you could never hide your neediness from them. One low whimper from your mouth and they'd be on you in seconds.

"Oh Wanda, I think someone's really enjoying the movie," Nat chuckled before placing a kiss again. "It's pretty late, I think it's time to give them that gift we made." Her words were punctuated with more kisses along your neck and jawline. A familiar hardness began forming in her pants as she rubbed against you. "I think you're gonna love it, malysh. It's something you've always wanted." Natasha's hands grew bolder as they explored your body.

Wanda hummed in agreement as she rubbed her crotch against your thigh. "I think you're right, our little puppy has been so good this year. One early present won't hurt." Wanda took the job of kissing the other side of your face and neck. Hers were much softer than Natasha's. More focused on getting you to relax than marking you up. "Isn't that fair, puppy? Just one gift before Christmas morning. We promise you'll like it," She said in a mocking tone.

You helplessly tried to squirm away from the strong hands grabbing at your body. "N-no, I'm fine! We can keep watching the —" Any attempts to argue were immediately stifled by the searing kiss Wanda pulled you into. Wanda's heavy tongue invaded your mouth while Nat began trailing kisses down your stomach. All the strength in your body was needed to pull away from Wanda just for a second. "I wasn't being needy, I promise!"

Wanda raised her eyebrows in shock. "Oh, really? Why don't we check?" She held up one of your legs, exposing your cloth-covered heat. "Let daddy touch you and we'll find out fair and square." Her nails dig into your skin to keep you from closing your legs. "You're getting your gift either way, but you know how we feel about liars."

Natasha shook her head. Even with the barrier of her fingers, your cunt had practically covered her fingers in slick. "Oh, baby you're soaking. There's no need to hide it." She kissed your pussy over your underwear before pulling them off. Two of her fingers slipped inside you with ease. "There's nothing wrong with being needy, that's what we're here for baby."

Wanda's other hand snaked down to play with your clit. Rubbing it in slow, tight circles just to hear you whine and beg for more. "That's right, just let us make it better. We just want you extra happy for Christmas." Her lips went back to attacking your neck "Just keep being good and everything will feel so good!"

You could only whimper and nod along. Unable to think for yourself, just letting yourself be marked and stretched. "Wanna…wanna cum," You said, barely stringing the words together in a comprehensive sentence. The feeling of two more of Natasha's fingers stretching your sopping wet cunt nearly sent you into orgasm. Your hand clamped over your mouth to prevent any more obscene noises from coming from your body, only to be snatched away by Natasha.

"Nope, none of that. Mommy and Daddy won't know they're doing a good job if you hold back." Natasha curled her fingers against your g spot, finally letting you fall into the ocean of pure bliss. She wanted you to drown in it. No matter how many times you tried squirming away from her fingers or tugging at her shirt, her fingers never stopped. "I know it's a lot but you're gonna need to be extra wet for our gift, puppy."

It was only by the grace of Wanda's lust that you were freed from Natasha's torture. "Let mommy have a turn and then you'll get your gift. I promise!" In one swift motion, Wanda turned you around to face her. "Just one taste." Greed had clearly over the plan the two originally played out as Wanda spent what felt like hours eating you out. The nerve endings on your clit were assaulted by both her tongue and fingers.

Wanda's tongue easily forced out two orgasms before she was done eating you out. You were thankful for the few minutes you were given to recover. "Thank you, momma. Thank you, daddy." Words were barely above a whisper but it was all you could get out before your brain short-circuited. You could only make a confused face and let out a "Hm?" When Wanda pulled you into her lap.

"It's time for our special puppy to get their little gift!" Wanda smiled before peppering your confused face with kisses. Her hand reached in between your bodies and guided the tip of her dick around your clit. "I know you're still sensitive, but you're a good puppy. Mommy knows you can take it." Wanda slid inside of your cunt and bottomed out in almost record time.

Natasha pushed you forward a bit. "And now you get the extra fun part." She peppered your cheek with kisses before slipping her dick inside of you. A deep groan came from her as she pushed as far in as she could. "God, this little hole was made for having babies." Her hips slowly began to thrust in sync with Wanda's and she grinned.

If you weren't so cock-drunk and full, you would've noticed the way Wanda slapped Nat's arm and reprimed her for almost ruining your surprise. Instead, you enjoyed the feeling of being stuffed and stretched out. Mindlessly bouncing on your lovers' dicks with much concern for how late it was becoming. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum again!"

Wanda smiled. "Go ahead, make a big mess for your mommy and daddy! You're gonna make us so proud!" She groped your hips and pulled you closer to her. Having you sandwich between her and Natasha was forever a blissful experience, but not one of them would ever compare to how important this instance would be. "You better hope your daddy can hold it for three more minutes or she'll ruin the gift. Then the two of us will have to punish her, won't we?"

It seemed you liked the idea of a little revenge because your walls tightened unreasonably around your partners. "Fuck, I don't think either of us are gonna last if they keep pulling shit like that." Nat was practically rutting into you at that point. Her stamina was at its peak and not even the threat of Wanda's punishment could break her need to cum. "Be easy on me, just 2 more minutes."

Your brain barely processed Wanda's threats. Her words were far too big and long for your fluffy little head to understand. "No punishment…just wanna be full." You grabbed both of your partners' hands and signaled them to press down on the bulge in your stomach. The second your lovers fulfilled your wish, you came for the fifth time that night.

The rapid clenching and fluttering of your walls sent both of your lovers into orgasms of their own. They coated your insides with sticky white cum they'd been holding in for days. Their bodies moved as one in an attempt to prolong the bliss you three were captured in. Natasha was the first to collapse and Wanda didn't follow much longer after.

"Merry Christmas, malysh."

"We're gonna be a family."

[ohbo-ohno]

you said conqueror ghost goading the princess into calling him daddy to mock her and reinforce his control over her and i stood the fuck up!!!!!! ghost playing with her the whole day, having her stimulated on the precipice of an orgasm but not giving her enough to finally get that pleasure she's been craving until she finally calls him daddy and says she's his princess.... finally giving in.... when the sweet pleasure gets to her head and she's finally forced into that subspace.... ghost petting her and cooing mockingly at the tears from the relief at her orgasm which came so hard it shook her... ghost guiding her down to his cock.... when she's blubbering over his cock and sucking desperately at it he smiles and says so you do like being my pretty little princess, you like pleasing daddy like this huh, princess? ..... please sedate me im very normal about this

i really don't think ghost has a daddy kink but like. it would FIT well in the conqueror au. he's the king now, and you're the princess... what does that make him to you :(

obsessed with the image of ghost keeping his princess on the precipice of subspace all day. she's pissed about it and the constant simmering pleasure, and against her own will she ends up staying near him all day.

ghost will watch her from the corner of his eye as she sort of paces, getting closer and closer to him with every lap. she doesn't even notice, poor thing, but johnny sure does. it takes all the control in his body to keep himself next to ghost instead of darting out to grab her. he just tracks her with his eyes as she goes back and forth and back and forth

finally she's close enough for ghost to snap out and grab her wrist, tugging her close. he'd tease her a little, rumble smth like do you need something? we're busy here. and she just goes crimson, turning her nose up and not responding. ghost tugs her into his lap for the rest of whatever meeting he's in, keeping a big warm palm cupper right over where she's slick and dripping

and it goes like that all day. ghost has got her good and brainwashed, she knows that she goes to him for pleasure. so hours into denial, of course she's following him. she might not even fully realize it tbh

and the sweet sweet relief of finally being allowed an orgasm, yes, but also being allowed to just float away. ghost lets her come and he lets her dip down into subspace (which they totally wouldnt have a word for btw), watching as her pupils go blown and she just surrenders to him completely

he's mean about it, of course. there you go, sweetheart, that's what you need, isn't it? a nice big orgasm for my little girl. feels so good, yeah? yeah, i know, i know. hush, sweet thing, don't whine. want somethin' in your mouth, is that it? alright, my princess gets whatever she wants, doesn't she? sweet, spoiled thing. here, suck on my cock for a bit, love. there you go, there you go, that's good. just relax, princess, you can stay down there as long as you need. that's what good girls get

[mypoisonedvine]

Kitten with a reader who loves body worshiping her but genuinley feels wierd being Touched intimately (but is severely touch starved), so kitten restraines reader to finally be able to touch and kiss them

OH LORD THIS IS VERY REAL FOR ME WOW

warnings: kinda dubious consent?, oral f receiving, bondage, established relationship, extreme fluff

"I'm almost scared to ask what you're up to," you mumbled as Kitten showed you the silky ropes, her grin growing even wider.

"Haven't you ever tried it?" she asked.

"E-erm, no, not really," you shrugged. "But we can, if you want."

"I do," she assured. "Right now."

"Oh," you laughed, "eager, hm? Alright-- I can't deny, I think you'll look pretty all tied up in these."

"Oh, I would, sweetie-- but these are for you," she giggled, making your eyes go wide.

"Me?!" you choked. "What am I supposed to do, all tied up?!"

"You're supposed to lay back and let me use you," she winked, pushing you back onto the bed as you blinked up at her in shock.

Even though you still hadn't quite wrapped your head around the whole idea, you ended up with your wrists tied to the bed, Kitten hovering over you with a wide smile-- because she was just persuasive like that. Still, you felt oddly exposed, as if she hadn't seen you naked hundreds of times... but she didn't usually see you like this, basically spread eagle and trapped here for her to do whatever she pleased.

Too curious not to ask, you swallowed the lump in your throat and spit it out: "What is it you plan on doing to me, exactly?" you asked.

"Something you wouldn't let me do if you weren't tied up," she laughed, leaning down to kiss you-- and then the kiss started to move, lower and lower, as she slowly and gently spoiled you with sweet kisses down your stomach.

"Fuck," you breathed softly, trying to fight off the discomfort and insecurity that clawed at the back of your mind as she gave you all this attention. "Don't feel like being more specific?" you pressed.

"I just wanna... worship you," she whispered, making your heart skip.

"You know I'm always down for a little sacrilege," you sighed, "but me? Am I really worth--?"

"Shh," she stopped you with a finger over your lips. "Enough of that. You're worth the world. You're my world. And you won't even let me say it, let alone show it, without getting all snippy with me!"

She spread your legs open and hummed as she looked between them, making you shudder with nervousness.

"I mean, you shower me in affection every night-- at least-- and you won't even let me tell you how beautiful--" she kissed your thigh-- "and sexy--" she kissed a little higher-- "and lovely you are? It's just not fair, love."

"W-well, it isn't," you admitted, "but I just prefer--"

"Maybe tonight isn't about what you prefer," she pouted. "Maybe I'm in charge and you're tied up with no way to stop me. Now zip it and let me lick you all over, you little devil."

You couldn't fight the shudder that ran over you, nodding hazily. "O-okay, Kit-- if you say so..."

But still, you weren't quite expecting her to start where she did, running her tongue over your raised nipple slowly-- you couldn't help but whine through your teeth, shutting your eyes for a second.

"K-Kitten," you panted, whimpering when she suckled on the bud for a moment. "Oh, Christ--"

"Now now, it's only Saint Kitten," she corrected with a wink, "and it's you we're supposed to be worshipping."

She started to kiss you all over once again, humming praises along her way: so pretty or look how sweet you are or even sometimes I can't believe I get you all to myself, darling. It was more affection than you were ever prepared to handle, and you sometimes had to shut your eyes tight just to try to tolerate it.

"I love this part of you, right here," she cooed as she softly tickled the curve of your waist. "It's hard to pick a favourite, though... maybe your shoulders? So fun to hold onto while you're fucking me with that pretty strap of yours-- or maybe your lips, you know I could kiss you for hours, and that's not to even mention all those lovely, filthy things you say with those pretty lips..."

"Kitten," you pleaded nervously, your face so hot you worried she could feel it somehow, "I-I don't know what to do with all this attention."

"Say 'thank you'," she instructed simply. "That's the polite thing to do when you get a compliment. Let's practice: I'll say, 'I could taste your sweet little cunt all day,' and you'll say..."

"Th-thank you," you choked out, hearing her purr as she leaned down and licked a little stripe up the seam of your pussy for emphasis. "Fuck!"

"I can't believe you hardly ever let me eat you out," she groaned, "you're so delicious, darling. And look how wet you get! Oh, to think you let all that lovely juice go to waste-- mm. Shameful, s'what it is, just shameful."

"Kitten, please," you choked, moaning louder as she latched onto you again. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at you in the sweetest way, almost a pleading look like she needed to know that she was doing well for you. "F-feels good," you admitted softly, and you could feel her smile as she slid her tongue inside you-- that was when your head fell back, you couldn't resist it anymore. "God, yes-- fuck!"

Her hands pet your thighs softly, pulling your hips a little closer so she could bury her face harder into you. Your whole body quivered, the sensations nearly overwhelming after all that teasing she'd done...

"I'm gonna come," you blurted out, and she moaned against you-- into you, really. "Fuck, Kitten... you'll make me come."

Maybe you'd expected, or even hoped, that saying that would make her stop for a moment to taunt you for your weak stamina, but instead she just doubled down on her efforts, holding your hips still with a tight grip when you tried to buck them away.

'Fuck, fuck!" you yelped, feeling it start to take over you-- tears were stinging your eyes, and not just from the way her nose bumped perfectly against your clit when her tongue was thrusting inside you; you'd been struggling to hold them back all this time, overwhelmed by her kindness.

It hit you rather suddenly, and Kitten only stopped what she was doing when you kicked your legs hard enough to nearly hit her-- though thank god you didn't, you wouldn't forgive yourself if you hurt her somehow. "Oh, beautiful," she praised the second she broke away, giving a little peck of a kiss to your aching clit before kissing all over your thighs, stomach, breasts-- and your face again, guiding you into a sloppy and needy open-mouthed kiss that tasted strongly of your own arousal. "So beautiful when you come," she went on in a whisper, her hands delicately holding your face.

She untied your wrists quickly, letting you wrap her up in your arms as you kissed her harder, pulling her into you. "I love you so much," you breathed against her lips. "God, Kitten, I'm nothing without you--"

"Oh, don't get on that again," she rolled her eyes, "we'll be here all night. Just let me tell you how much I love you and let's leave it at that, alright?"

"But--"

"Shh, darling, you've said enough," she insisted, "or should I get you a gag to match those ropes."

You swallowed thickly, and she laughed with sick delight.

"You're too fun to tease, darling," she explained with a wink.

[serxinns]

I don't give a shit

Yandere class 1a x aware reader oneshot

Idea made by @lady-ashfade

A/n: me and Ash we're joking about this so much about this idea! Hope you enjoy

You knew what your classmate's creepy tenicides and how they were questionably obsessed with but you really couldn't care less all you focus to be is a hero plus even if they tried something you got pepper spray a hidden camera in your room so just in case someone steals your stuff they're already got caught red handed

•Like that time you confronted mina, Denki, Ochako, and Izuku for taking your favorite clothes they tried declining it many times but when you told them you were gonna tell mr Aizawa they reluctantly gave it back you scolded them each, and for some reason their heart race and blush was forming onto their cheek

•your classmates tried anything to impress you or make you see it see that they love you but you never see it or always discipline it whenever they want to hang out with you would come not showing any affection nor just worry about activity more about them making them pout

•The delusional and clingy ones (like kiri, urarka., kota, mina, hakagure, momo, etc) would whine when you don't give them the attention they deserve like how Kiri would try to pull you into a hug but instead, you gave him a high five leaving him stunned or how momo would try to spoil you with gifts but you declined her offer, ochako would try to walk with you and when you held hands you still kept a neutral face and still facing forward they question themselves, are u shy, are u dealing cause you think they're faking it?, are u sick, questions and determination filled their head

•the most aware ones (Bakugo, Iida, shoto, izuku, jirou, tsuyu, Yokoyama) are more pissed off not of you ofc! But by another pest you talk to and ur "bratty" they would try to encourage the delusional yanderes to pressure u more and give them advice but it never seems to work it's like you didn't know that they were trying a cherish and love you!

• How Iida would lecture you about how you should hang out and u laughed it off and dismissed yourself walking away on one side would've been annoyed but he found it cute...?, or how Bakugo and Shoto would compete for your attention and to impress you you just stared at them unamused

•Whenever you wanted go to alone everyone wanted to come which annoyed you so you decided to not go (unless it's an emergency)

•At training they would try to fight over which partner you should train while you rolled your eyes and partner up with Shinso telling them if they were gonna fight then you were gonna pick Shinso even when they tried to show off and not gonna lie you were more impressed about how DESPERATE they are wanting you to show any form of praise or attention but you just held a thumbs up and continued training

•Whenever your classmates tried to baby you, you will either swat their hand off your face or tell them no

• Your classmates were getting somewhat annoyed with you but somehow felt a fuzzy feeling they don't why but for some reason it made their hearts race

• Whenever you looked at them annoyed or told them off It was like they were also feeding off the negative or lack of amusement they loved how you looked at them disappointed like you were telling them that they needed to try harder or weren't good enough yea that's! You were just punishing them because they weren't giving you enough love it can be a game yea a love game~

• From that day forth they all teamed up and made a mission to impress you so they could win your affection they would try being extra nice to you heck even Bakugo would throw fewer insults at you which was weird Kirishima would try to hug and if u declined that's ok a hive five is also addicting, momo would order stuff for you without permission and sneaks the stuff in there, mina would wrapped her arms around you if you were still not used to it she play with your hair so she could get a chance to sniff it, all other your classmates were trying to and do weird activities even if you told them off they'll understand but they're enjoying every way they can~

•You noticed how your classmates were getting worse by the looks of it but you didn't wanna back down no you didn't wanna lose to their game just because they have a few tricks up they sleeves doesn't mean you didn't either and you were determined to win this stupid little game they call love

[jfleamont]

Put A Little Love In Your Heart

Here's a little something I wrote to stretch my creative muscles, let me know what you think :)

Word count: 700

Read here on AO3

“But I don't want to have a baby.”

Lily let his words sink in. The man in front of her was still looking at her, his brows furrowed.

She shook her head in an effort to conceal her reaction but it was fruitless.

As soon as James looked in her direction, she snorted and he followed her, doubling over with laughter.

“I don't see how this is funny. Have you been confounded? You must have, if you think I'm responsible enough to be your child's godfather,” Sirius whined.

Lily was the first one to recover. “Shit, Padfoot, I had no idea you'd take this so...” her eyes glowing with mirth.

“You're better than this, Lily...”

Lily grinned, reveling in the way she could rile him up so easily. “... Seriously.”

“Oh, come on!”

James, having finally calmed down, took a step forward and placed a hand on Sirius' shoulder, comforting his friend as well as himself.

“You're not having a baby, Padfoot, we are,” he gestured between him and Lily. “And contrary to what you might think, you don't live here. Oh, I almost forgot,” James winced, and ran a hand through his hair, “we're kicking you out of the guest room.”

“You're welcome to crash on the sofa anytime, though,” Lily offered.

Sirius sighed in mock defeat, and plopped down on the armchair. “Kicked out again, uh. Who are you, my parents?”

Lily rolled her eyes. “Quit being dramatic, Sirius. Being a godfather isn't as terrible as you think.”

He shrugged, but the poorly hidden smile on Sirius' face didn't fool Lily. He leaned back on the armchair, looking rather uninterested, only his quirked brow betraying his curiosity. “Alright, but what does it entail, exactly?”

James opened his mouth but soon realised he didn't have an answer for him. He had never met his godparents, and both Fleamont and Euphemia were only children, too, so that was all he had known. He sat on the sofa opposite Sirius, Lily following him shortly after. Lily, however, had an answer. “I'm not sure, but my godmother gave me lots of presents and brought sweets everytime she visited. I also told her about my first kiss and she was so cool about it! She was the best.”

“So... All I have to do is spoil Bambi? And he'll love me and tell me all his secrets?”

“Told you it wasn't that bad.”

He seemed to ponder her words for a second, then tilted his head and looked at her amusedly. “Seems like you two got the short end of the stick, doesn't it? Have fun being the strict parents while I take him with me on my new bike.”

“You will do nothing of the sort.”

“Ugh, you're already so boring and he's not ever here yet.”

James, who had been silent up until then, cleared his throat and spoke. “There's also something else, but you don't have to worry about that. It's... You'd be his legal guardian so if something were to happen to us, he'd stay with you instead of Petunia.”

Understanding dawned on Sirius, and the two looked at each other. 

You're my brother, you're family. These were the words that James hadn't said aloud, but that Sirius heard anyway. This exchange only lasted a second, and Sirius' somber expression disappeared as quickly as it came, replaced by his signature smirk.

“Well, I'd be more concerned about Vernon rather than Petunia. Imagine growing up with that as your father figure when you can have me!”

Lily chuckled and threw a pillow at him. “Don't be an idiot, we still have time to change our minds. Peter or Remus will be far more grateful, dont you think, James? I'm sure they'll—”

Sirius waved his hand in dismissal. “That won't be necessary, I accept. But I'm still bitter about the guest room, mind you, and I'm going to hold it over your head.”

James nodded, deep in thought. “Hmm. How do you feel about a dog house?”

“Neutral, but I could be persuaded.”

“What if I told you it had pillows and a silk duvet?”

Sirius gasped and brought both of his hands over his mouth. “You know me so well, Prongs.”

[mossyivy]

Ummmm the one day their mom was out doing her business whether that be hanging out with her friends or a simple me time (Leon encouraged her to do/spoil herself) is the day Violet got her period. And now Leon is standing outside the bathroom like 🧍‍♂️’oh’

I didn't know we were getting this into depth with the AU but alrighty. (No idea why tf I went so hard with this but I thought it was a sweet moment between them 😅)

It fucking suck too cause I know Leon would take his girls out for daddy daughter days and it definitely happened while they were out at the mall or something (cause it can never happen at home 😒)

(Average age is 10-15, 12 being most common, but we'll go with her being an early bloomer at 10. Violets an over achiever lol)

Leon's just standing outside of the women's restroom confused as to why one of his kids isn't out yet. He's just standing there casually holding his youngest hand. He's getting worried so he calls her from outside the bathroom, making sure everything's okay.

Violets panicking. Obviously. She'd been cramping all morning but not enough to cause alarm. She just thought she had a tummy ache from the big special breakfast Leon usually makes on daddy daughter days. But now... They're at the mall, she's stuck in the movie theater bathroom, her mother is away with her friends and her father... Is Leon. He's a good dad. Great dad even. But he's not good in awkward situations... Especially when he can't relate to the problem at hand. Her phone rings, speak of the devil it's him. She answers with a shaky hello

"You okay in there pumpkin?"

"No..." She whines, clutching her stomach.

"What's wrong?" She stays quiet for a few seconds, feeling incredibly embarrassed but she has no choice.

"I got my period." He's frozen, all the air leaves his body as he goes pale. Cecilia looks up at him, clutching her rabbit plush closer to herself as she looks at her mortified daddy.

"You what..."

"I got my period!" She repeats, raising her voice a bit, not meaning to but she's irritated. She's in pain and embarrassed. Even he wouldn't blame her.

"Okay... Uh..." He thinks for a minute. What would his wife do? "Was there any of those machine things on the wall when you went in?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay, I'll go get change for that. I'll be back honey. Just stay put."

"Can't really go anywhere right now Dad..." He hangs up looking down at his youngest.

"C'mon, we gotta go buy something to help your sister."

"What happened?" Leon starts walking, guiding his little girl along.

"Violet got her period."

"What's that mean?" He looks down at Cecilia, she's only 6, of course she wouldn't know what that is yet.

"She's becoming a woman." Cecilia nods, following her father to a news stand, buying a paper from the small rack and handing over $10.

"Can I get 5 of that in quarters?"

"Sure!" The clerk starts counting out change as Cecilia pipes up.

"We're helping my sister cause she's a woman." She smiles wide, Leon sighs as the girl in the stand chuckles and hands back his change.

"Well, good luck helping her. I'm sure you'll do just fine Dad." Leon grumbles a thank you before walking back to the bathroom. Making note of giving Cecilia a talk about privacy later.

Making it back to the bathroom he crouches, getting eye level with his youngest and holds the change out in his hand.

"Okay, I need you to pay attention. You need to go in there, and the big silver box on the wall should have something called maxi pads in it. M-A-X-I P-A-D-S. Put the quarters in the slots and turn the little knob. You got that?" She nods, taking the quarters as he stands up and she walks around the wall into the bathroom.

Leon's there for a solid minute when Cecilia comes back.

"What was I supposed to get, Daddy?" He takes a breath in, now knowing what his wife means when she says their youngest has his attention span now... He looks at her.

"Is there anyone in there besides your sister?" She shakes her head, he takes the quarters back with another deep breath. "Stay in the doorway where I can see you and yell for me if anyone comes towards the bathroom."

"Okay!" Leon rounds the corner, peeking in and looking around. Thank God no one's actually there...

Immediately he goes to the dispenser and buys the pad, seeing the only locked stall.

"Violet..." She perks up, hearing her father's voice.

"Dad? What-"

"Your sister was being herself. Here." He passes her the pad under the stall. "Remember what Mommy showed you?"

"Yeah... Thank you."

"No problem honey, I'll be outside. Take your time." He makes his way out, buying a few extra pads and a pack of Advil from the dispenser on the way out just in case.

He ushers Cecilia to the lobby, sitting on one of the benches as people walk by. As if everything is fine and he didn't just have to help his baby girl...

It finally hits him, she's growing up. Usually he'd have his wife to help him through these moments but she's off having fun right now. He looks at the floor, a lot of memories come flooding back. Her first words, her first steps, potty training even...

"Stop... It's fine. She has to grow up." He mumbles to himself. Cecilia pats his head, making him sit straight up. She tries climbing up on his knee, he hoists her up plopping her down with ease as he hugs her.

"When will I be a woman Daddy?" She asks, so innocently. Her cute little face gleaming up at him with a wide smile.

"Hopefully when your mother's around..."

[nicoleheichou]

Girl Of My Dreams - Chapter 19: Like Him Like Him

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Synopsis: Sakusa was the type to always get things done on his own, but now that he's forced to juggle between his successful pro-volleyball career and being a single dad, what happens when he enrolls his daughter in a new preschool and meets his daughter's new teacher? Will their relationship remain professional or will it evolve into something more?

You stand off to the side with Kuroo, not wanting to be in the way of the line of people waiting to buy snacks before the match began. Kenma and Kimi had whined the whole way to the venue about how they were hungry, well it was mostly Kenma, and Kimi just played along with him, knowing she'd get some snacks out of it. You watch as Kimi holds onto the male, her talking animatedly and pointing at all the snacks that caught her eye, you couldn't help but smile at how she was able to get the male to open up to her so quickly.

"You really like Sakusa, huh?" You're quickly pulled from your thoughts upon hearing the statement. You glance up at the male beside you and he just flashes you a grin. "He's a good dude from what I hear around the league. He usually keeps to himself, he's very professional on and off the court, and he hasn't caused any trouble. And from what Hinata's told me, he seems like a good guy, definitely an upgrade from you know..." He trails off, sparing a glance at his best friend and the little girl beside him now furiously tugging him towards the counter.

"I do. He's definitely different from other guys I've dated, and it's so refreshing. I don't feel like I have to act a certain way when I'm around him, he just calms me, you know? Like Kiyoomi isn't the most talkative guy out there but that's what I like about him. We can just sit in silence, and bask in each other's presence and I feel content. And then don't get me started on Kimi. I adore her so much and I'm in awe at how great of a job he's done raising her. It's not easy being a single parent and having to juggle your career as well as being there for your child, but he's done an amazing job and Kimi is proof of it." You say looking up at Kuroo with a smile. "Damn. So you like him like him." He says with a whistle and you can't help but chuckle. "I do. I really do." Before you can say anymore, Kimi calls out for you, cotton candy in hand as she runs over to you. "No running sweetie! We don't want you to hurt yourself." You lightly scold before scooping her up into your arms, a giggle escaping the little girl's lips.

You glance at the male trailing behind her, arms filled with snacks. "Ken, what did I say? We're having dinner after and this is gonna spoil her appetite!" He just shrugs before shoving some snacks into Kuroo's arms. "Who said they're all for Kimi?" The blonde male says while taking a handful of popcorn and shoving it into his mouth. "They're all for Uncle Kenma. Right munchkin?" He says with a wink at the young girl, which causes you to roll your eyes but you can't help but smile at the giggles that escape Kimi's lips. "Alright sweetie. Are you ready to find our seats so we can watch your daddy and uncles play?" She nods furiously before shouting an excited yes. "You heard her. Let's find our seats." Kuroo says before leading the three of you to your designated seats.

Sorry for going MIA. If you missed the announcement I've just been really overwhelmed and stressed writing this lmao. It gives me anxiety because I have this thing where I want to please people so I want to make sure you guys like what I put out and it's just so stressful. But I'm trying to push through. I promise I'll respond to everyone that reached out it's just going to be awhile so please be patient with me.

Idk I just wanted to write the interaction between kuroo and yn tbh there isn't really a reason for it. Lol. We finally get some drama lol.

As usual, leave some comments and let me know what you think!

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[nonconstories]

Fun Fact, Havok really likes playing with pillow princesses, like, really gets off on being in total control and making them stay limp as a doll while he toys with them. And when he realized she was a super sheltered and repressed virgin, he figured that was what he was in for.

Nope! Jill wants to participate, damn it, and usually Havok needs to fuck her pretty hard before she'll melt for him. It's cute, really, letting her ride him, watching her tits bounce and her mouth fall open and her eyes roll back. Sometimes, he'll rub her clit and paw at her chest or smack her ass; or maybe he just puts his hands behind his head and lets her exhaust herself.

"Lay back, enjoy it, I want to spoil you--"

But no, she wants to suck his cock again, or hold herself on her hands and knees and fuck back on his cock, or do something to please him. And he tells her over and over that this pleases him, her submission, her pleasure, the sight of her falling apart and giving in to lust.

"It's too nice!" And oh he loves that, loves hearing that moaned for him, because it means her head is getting fuzzy and her limbs are getting heavy and her pussy is aching so sweet she can't think. "Beloved, beloved, please, I need to rest--"

"No, princess, we're focusing on my pleasure, aren't we? This pleases me." He lifts her hips off the bed, because it still makes her whine and forces her legs to fall open, making it easy to push his cock back inside. "No, no, don't move...that's it, just take it..." Her tits look so sweet, bouncing like that, and he leers at them, making her whimper and gasp. "Good girl." He knows that's cheating, but if she won't lie still and accept his attention, he has to cheat.

Now she's mewling, legs shaking around him, and he talks to her more, whispering filthy things about her body and her cunt and her noises. "Inside me I want it inside me please please beloved please--"

"Shush now. No more words, princess. Pretty noises, that's what you can make. I will finish inside, I promise. That's it, good girl, cumming again. So sweet for your husband." He likes calling himself that; if he was completely honest, he likes that she sort of thinks that being married to him makes her his property. The fantasy of owning her is always nice, and he does remind her, afterwards, that she's a person, that he loves her and not just her body.

But for now, she's a warm hole and a sobbing mouth, taking every drop as he cums inside her and makes her a good wife.

[howlingday]

Ruby: Hey, Yang. What's it like living with the guy you have a crush on?

Yang: W-W-W-W-What are you talking about, Ruby?! I-I-I don't like Jaune that way! I mean, sure, he's kind of dreamy, and really nice!

Ruby: (Yang ranting, Thinking) This is my sister, and even I'm amazed she's convinced nobody's noticed.

Jaune: Good morning, Yang!

Yang: Ack! Jaune!

Jaune: Thanks again for letting us stay here.

Yang: Oh, it's nothing! W-W-We're happy to have you! I-I-It must have been rough losing your house in that fire...

Jaune: Yeah, it was scary. (Scratches his cheek) But we're glad nobody's hurt.

Yang: I'm glad you weren't hurt, either, Jaune!

Ruby: (Thinking) He's wearing the ring! How do you not notice the guy you have a crush on is wearing a ring?! Is there something wrong with your eyes?!

Yang: By the way, I heard you visited your parents recently.

Jaune: Yeah, my parents wanted to get in touch with me and Velvet.

Yang: Get in touch... with Velvet? (Thinking) Get in touch with Velvet? They have the same last name. Wasn't she his sister? Did his parents not know her? They seem to get along really well, and he wanted them to connect...

Ruby: (Thinking) IS THIS IT?!

Yang: ...Yeah, it makes sense for you to be on good terms with your parents!

She wasn't able to sort through her thoughts.

Jaune: Yeah, I... guess we are on good terms.

Yang: Yeah, of course it is!

Ruby: (Thinking) This... This is just scary! I know she's my sister, but this is horror movie levels of stupid!

Taiyang: (Walks in) I just finished helping Velvet unpack.

Yang: Hey, Dad! Isn't Velvet nice?

Taiyang: Yup! I hope you find a wife as kind as Jaune's is.

Ruby: !

Yang: ...Wife?

Taiyang: Yeah, her and Jaune are married, remember?

Yang: ..........WHAT?! JAUNE GOT MARRIED?!

Taiyang: Huh? You mean you didn't know? I figured you would be the first to know, since you had a huge crush on him.

Jaune: !

Ruby: !!

Yang: ...WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT, DAD?!

Ruby: ...I would like to apologize for my sister being an idiot, and my dad being a jerk.

Jaune: Uh, I understand. It's fine.

Yang: To think, my love life would end before it begins! (Thinking) I remember the day I fell in love with him back at Beacon. It was a hot, summer day and he was train in the arena. His muscles glistened in the bright sunlight-

Taiyang: (Claps his hands) Alright, that's enough flashbacks! The point is Yang had her heart broken because she was too spineless to tell the guy she liked.

Yang: ?!

Taiyang: Now you can focus on becoming a better huntress and get me some grandkids! And make sue that they aren't from an already married man.

Yang: Why are you brushing this off like that?! Your little girl's heart is broken and your first instinct is to tell me to get over it?! I need time to heal!

Taiyang: Well, my wife ran off, ditching you onto me, leaving me alone to raise a spoiled brat like you! Don't whine to me about heartbreak when you've only had one at such a young age!

Yang: Don't compare situation with that heavy-duty trauma! It just makes my emotions feel like they don't matter!

Jaune: (Uncomfortable)

Ruby: I'm sorry for... I'm just sorry. My family is a bunch of morons.

[hrodvitnon]

“Madison, please. This… this isn’t you.”

“What isn’t me?” Go asks, incredulous. Smile growing on her draconic face. “This is me, Aunt Viv. I’ve finally realized that. Can’t you love me for being happy about that?” Shi winces as if hurt by the name she was called - the reminder of better times.

“Don’t call me that!”

“Or what are you gonna do? Ground me?” The girl giggles. As if to emphasize Shi’s powerlessness Madison rears her head back and fires yet another gravity beam into a building block. “WOO-HOO!” she hollers like she’d scored a headshot in a shooter game, though the sound comes out as a hideous Ghidorah screech. “What could be possibly better than this?” And from the look in Go’s eyes, Shi isn’t sure if she’s being sincere, or manically sarcastic.

Doesn’t love her she doesn’t love you HYPOCRITE not such a good aunt you are perfect little sister just perfect

For a long time after this exchange, Shi is silent. No matter what gruesomely clever death Go dishes out or goads her, or how much San pleads her to say something or at least try to have fun, the Fifth Head is met with silence. She laughs it off as Shi being a Debbie Downer. How did someone this pitiful introduce her to DOOM, anyway? What did Ichi expect to happen when he gobbled up a total nobody like her?

Ichi glares at Go mocking his decisions... and then Shi speaks up.

Oh, sorry, did I spoil your fun? I was busy thinking about inevitabilities. You should really get used to silence... and disappointment.

Go demands, And what the hell does that mean?

It means we're eventually going to run out of things to kill. Not just this planet – assuming by some miracle we don't get slaughtered by an avenging agent of karma, there might just come a time when we're the only living thing left in the universe. What do you suppose we do then?

Bullshit, we'll find something to do! Maybe we missed a spot somewhere, you never know!

Shi laughs, but it's a mirthless huff. Platinum that trophy, right? But I do hope you look forward to near-infinite stretches of silence. Everything is going to die and we'll still be around – we'll be able to watch stars die, the suns turn the planets around them into dust as they burn out. We may even witness the heat death of the universe. Too bad we won't find a giant reset button to start everything over.

Go snaps her teeth around Shi's horns in annoyance. Don't you dare patronize me, you doomsday-whining killjoy! Just because you wanna suck the fun out of everything like a black hole of self-loathing—

Now there's an idea! Shi almost smiles. We can fly into a black hole! Maybe it'll fling us backwards in time, or into another universe, or it'll completely reduce us to nothing! Wouldn't that be something?

Hey, here's a suggestion – why don't we find another Titan to kill? I need to render something extinct after listening to your nihilist bullshit!

Sure, sure. Fine by me. It's not like I can stop you. It's not like Mothra was special to you or anything, once upon a time. All those mornings you blew up my phone with excitement over her approaching birth, how happy you were to be there when it finally happened? Can't have been that amazing, in hindsight. It's not like you felt something so fleeting and unimportant as love for a giant bug of all things.

Go opens her mouth to snap back, or bite, maybe even spit lightning, but nothing comes out. She doesn't know why.

Shi's dead eyes survey the surrounding destruction. Be real nice if a black hole showed up. This whole world getting swallowed up by the event horizon would look so incredible.

[mickeytheticklee]

ISA teasing maknae reader on vlive with tickles and tells them not to laugh bc "don't let Swith know you're ticklish" or something like that!!! (Exrra points if it's in revenge for something the maknae did recently!)

“Don't let swith know you're ticklish."

Ler!Isa Lee!Reader

Warning: Tickling

Isa: I'm bored, let's go live.

Y/n: Okay.

You've been teasing Isa all day, which has been fun. Isa has been known to be the most affectionate out of stayc, that's why you haven't given her hugs all day. Whenever she tries to hug or kiss you deflect it. And you succeeded, since its already nighttime and Isa hasn't gotten a single hug. You shoot her with random kisses but she starts whining about how she wants to give you love. Isa got annoyed, which barely happens. When she gets annoyed it either happens for five minutes or she asks Sumin to get revenge on you. But since she's the only one here it's her responsibility as to what punishment she wants to do. She sat in her bed for hours thinking about what to do until she saw the art supplies under Sieun's bed. She grabbed a clean paintbrush and felt how soft it was. As of now she thought of a plan to get revenge of you, which she likes how it doesn't require too much strength. It requires some light tickling that'll drive you to insanity.

Isa: When will we have our comeback? It's a secret...

Y/n: Shouldn't we just say we don't know? Because we never got a meeting on another comeback.

Even on vlive you were annoying the hell out of Isa. The vlive was on audio so the fans couldn't see you. You both talked about how the members were doing and how some of the members dyed their hair. You were about to spoil your new hair color but you could tell Isa has gotten enough annoyance for one day. After talking about that events that happened Isa thought about doing ASMR, which explains the paint brushes she had on her lap. You were confused, was she going to brush the ground? Her hand? You were clueless as to her intention of the brushes. She got the thick brush, running through your neck as a test run. You almost made a sound, but didn't. She smiled, her arm making the way to your waist. Your shirt is suddenly lifted up, the brush making contact to your ticklish tummy. The brush went back and forth, up and down, covering the sides and back too. Such light touches yet it was tearing you down.

Isa: For a girl who acts tough your definitely very sensitive on your tummy.

Y/n: Hehehehehe stop...I thought this was ASMR hehehehe

You two were whispering, making sure no one in the audience can hear you. You were biting your hand in hopes that'll make it less ticklish. Then I giggle accidentally slipped out after Isa teasing you with whispers. You cover your mouth afterwards, making sure no giggles disrupt the quiet vlive. Isa saw that you were still laughless so she switched to light tummy tickles making you drown in giggles. The audience was intrigued to know why you were laughing. You laugh went on and off. The crowd kept hearing giggles every few seconds while Isa couldn't keep her tickly fingers off your tummy. You were trying to tell her to stop without being too loud.

Y/n: Isa, you can tickle me afterwards. Just not when we're doing a vlive in front of a thousand people.

Isa: Don't let swith know you're ticklish then.

Isa maybe a big cutie but she isn't afraid to tell everyone that paint brush tummy tickles make you laugh. You were afraid that J would know and pull 3AM tickles on you. So you finally gave what Isa wanted, affection. She repeatedly kisses your cheek while poking your tummy. You keep snickering in her shoulder, making sure no one hears. But she wants everyone to hear you laugh. She asks the audience what kind of ASMR they wanted to hear. The audience got the message that you were ticklish and wanted more tickle related things.

Isa: If you want to hear her giggles as ASMR, say yes.

Isa was given that chance and now she took it. She was the happiest baby with everyone spamming yes in the chat. But after you ran away as Isa rushed in to get you. There was no point in running away when she had Sumin and J on speed dial. She asked the audience if they wanted fingers or paintbrushes for the ASMR session. Everyone was divided but Isa saw more comments on both instead of choosing one. She got the thick brush again to use on your sides, then she used light tickles on your tummy. A good combination of light tummy tickles. You were trying not to laugh or admit how ticklish it was but Isa keep kissing your tummy and by then you were laughing. There's something about Isa putting her face near your tummy that sends you into shocks of laughter.

Isa: Why are you laughing? I haven't done anything to you yet.

Y/n: No raspberries!

She was saying it quietly in hopes that she doesn't expose another secret. Isa kept doing the tickle ASMR with you giggling softly, even if Isa was nudging you to laugh louder. It was like you were playing that game where you get punished if it's loud (whatever that game is called). In order to get you laughing she used a small brush to tickle your belly button. Even if you cover your giggles it's still loud enough for the fans to hear. The vlive went on for awhile, before Isa decided you had enough tickles for that hour. You two said goodbye and ended off the vlive. Isa had loads of fun, you...had something. You did have fun but it was shocking how Isa was bold enough to say you were ticklish to swiths. Minutes later the others returned home, you were thinking the girls didn't watch the ASMR tickle vlive Isa held. That's until Sieun mentioned something about her paintbrushes.

Sieun: If you want to use my paintbrushes tell me so I join in.

Uh oh...

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

It Takes A Village Chapter 3

Chris Evans x Pregnant!Daughter!Reader

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Series summary: You find out that your pregnant. After being kicked out of your mom's house you go to live full time with your Dad who you only saw once every few months. Will he react badly to you being a mom at such a young age?

Chapter Summary: You go to your first ultrasound.

Series warning: swearing, fighting with a parent, teen pregnancy, speak of abortion.

Chapter warnings: swearing, teen pregnancy, terrible explanation of a ultrasound and pregnancy doctor appointment.

Y/n means your name...

Oh and I changed the divider to that bunny instead of the other one. It'll still go back and forth between Blue and pink like I had planned on doing.

You sat in the backyard watching dodger run around while your thought. You obviously have to tell everyone now, you'll probably tell  your aunts and uncles first, then your grandparents. First, you had to wait for your appointment which Chris had scheduled for the next day. Just to make sure you and the baby were okay. Chris had let on a little bit about his excitement to be a grandfather, telling you how he was gonna spoil them. He also told you he was going to try and find some of your old baby clothes for your baby.

"Y/n." Chris said poking his head out through the door, you looked at him curiously.

"Yes dad?" You asked him.

"Lunch. Dodger!" He hollered for dodger while you snuck past him to the table to eat. Dodger ran passed him and followed you in. "Okay sweetpea we need to talk about the baby." Chris said as he sat at the table across from him.

"What about the baby?" You asked.

"You should name him after me." He jokes.

"What if they are a girl?" You asked him letting out a small laugh.

"Name them Chris with a K." He said. You laughed.

"Dad. I'm not naming my baby Chris or Chris with a K. No matter the gender. One Chris is enough." You rolled your eyes taking a bite of the sandwich he had made you.

"Okay fine. But we do need to talk about something." He said.

"About what?" You asked him.

"You have to go to school your currently not enrolled at any school and that can cost us a fine." He told you. You nodded following along to what he was saying. "So I'm enrolling you into the public school over here." He said.

"Okay... But what about the baby? I'm gonna end up showing eventually I doubt a bunch of high schoolers are gonna keep the fact that Chris Evans' daughter is pregnant." You said.

"You weren't going to be able to keep this a secret forever." He reminded.

"I guess.. So when do I start?" You asked.

"Next Monday." He said. You nodded. "So back onto the baby name."

"Dad I'm not going to start thinking about baby names till I know the gender." You said rolling your eyes at him.  

"That's what me and your mom did." He gave you a small smile thinking back to how excited he was finding out he was going to have a baby girl.

"Really?" You asked him taking another bite of your sandwich.

"Yeah. After your moms great grandma." He explain eating his own sandwich. Dodger sat on next to you trying to catch some food.

"Cool. So Dad if your gonna keep saying names for the baby I think I should remind you that your gonna need to decide your Grandpa name." You said smiling at him. You haven't felt this relax just joking with someone in a few months since school was stressing you out, then you found out your pregnant so you haven't had a second to just relax and joke around in a while so this was nice.

"What about ole pappy Chris?" Chris joked. You shook your head laughing.

"No how about Gramps."

"That makes me sound old." He said laughing.

"But ole pappy Chris doesn't?" You raised an eye brow. You both broke into laughs. "Okay okay fine maybe papa C?" You said laughing more.

"No."

"Opa?" You threw another name out.

"Hmm?"

"German for grandpa."

"We're not German."

"Oh yeah." You said taking a bite of your sandwich. "Fine you pick one dad."

"I don't know. Just let the kid decide." He said smiling.

"Okay." You said.

"That's okay Bubba. Remember you have that appointment tomorrow." He remind eating his sandwich.

"Yeah. Will you be allowed to come in with me?" You asked him.

"I think it's just an ultrasound so probably, still nervous about the doctors?" He asked remembering how when you were younger you hated the doctors, it got better over time though.

"Yeah.. And this is a different kind of appointment. It's not just a checkup I'm going to be seeing my baby. Dad that wasn't supposed to happen till I was in my twenties." You sighed leaning on the table.

"Hey we talk about this bubba you can't change it now, so just be happy your gonna have a baby. I miss having a tiny you running around in only diaper cause you refused to put clothes on." He said smiling.

"Daad." You whined laughing.

"It's true." He said smiling standing up with his now empty paper plate. He walked over to you placing a kiss on the top of your head before making his way to the kitchen. You sighed looking down at your belly.

"This definitely isn't how I planned to spend high school." You whispered.

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You sat in the waiting room of the doctor's office nervously bouncing your leg. You looked around to see other expecting mothers talking to the person they brought along for their own appointments, some were their spouses, some were their kids, some brought both. You sat leaning against Chris looking up at him. He gave you a reassuring smile. He remembers sitting in a waiting room similar to this one with your mom excited to see you for the first time in your moms belly.

"Y/n Evans?" A nurse called you both looked up and began to walk to her.  You guys made it in to the room where the ultrasound would be taking place. "Okay honey I'm just going to check on everything with your and the baby then we'll start the ultrasound." The nurse explain as you sat on the bed, your dad waited outside the room per request of the nurse. "Is the baby's dad on the way?" The nurse asked you trying to make conversation as she began to check on everything.

"No." You shook your head.

"Okay sweetie so how far along do you think you are?" She asked you.

"Probably a two weeks but I'm not too sure." You said watching as she listened for the baby's heart beat.

"Okay." She move the stethoscope to listen to your heart beat. "Okay I think we're ready for the ultrasound. Do you want your dad to come in for it?" She asked you. You nodded without hesitation. She let him in and he found as spot to stand next to the bed where you were sat. "Okay lift your shirt just above your stomach and lay back please." She smiled at you before grabbing the cream to put on your stomach.

You did as told then looked at your dad for reassurance he gave you the reassuring smile he had been giving you since you made it to Boston. "Your got this bubba." He whispered. You squirmed and giggled as the nurse put the cold liquid on your stomach making you look back at her. She used the machine.

"Okay... It looks like your are 8 weeks along, and a estimated due date would be sometime in November. The baby looks healthy there's not much to go by right now since it's still quite early in the pregnancy." She explained, you looked up at the screen seeing blobs on the screen. You couldn't help the smile that came to your face. "Any questions?" She asked you.

"Uh when can I find the gender out?" You asked.

"Around 14 weeks but it isn't a hundred percent positive that early on I'd recommend waiting till around 18 weeks." She said.

"Okay!"

"Okay. So the receptionist will help you set up another appointment for when your around 11 weeks." She said beginning to wipe the gel off your stomach. "But right now Mom and baby are healthy." She said directing that more to your dad then you as you pulled your shirt back down.

"Thank you." You and your dad said before leaving the office. You and your dad made it to the front desk and scheduled your next appointment. He let you do most of it just standing there to help if you needed it.

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[constellaj]

I do adore your gay Lucky in Love rewrite. But I do wonder how you do a rewrite within the actual episode. Such as Dash's POV of the water park shenanigans (I'm convinced that that the water guns are filled with soda, to get the sprayie sticky) and Dash's POV of the "We're dating now!" hallway moment (maybe Kawn can ask Dash if he's okay) and begrudgingly acknowledging that "Paulina" likes Danny (the look on Dash's face and the "jerk, I mean pal")

I would say that the thing that ought to be redone in Lucky in Love is the characters motivations, for nearly all of them at points in the episode.

I do not buy that Johnny would have wondering eyes when he so devoted to Kitty, and the whole "to make the ex jealous" is a lame trope and Kitty was way to affectionate to Danny for that. I would buy that moving from the ghost zone to the real world is stressful adjustment (hiding from the Fenton ghost hunters and such) could inspire fights and they break-up. And Kitty tries to be on her own for awhile but doesn't know how to handle that, and gets re-bound feelings for the only other eligible ghost-boy around (which Shadow catches wind of which makes him furious and he tries to kill Danny before Kitty make "horrible mistake"). Kitty should have purposefully picked Paulina to possess because she's a high-profile girl who Danny is already crushing on and mean enough to "not deserve" to be in control. And when Danny finds out the truth, I think Kitty could have added the threat of physically hurting if he didn't comply (such as I like Kitty, she has zero qualms about completely taking over others girls lives and expending them, which is scary).

The A-list being a literal exclusive club with limited members is too dumb to be silly. But friend groups splintering and shifting due to one or more friends changing, or when newly-dating teens unintentionally neglect their friendships, is something I do buy. Dash could be so livid about his best-female-friend suddenly and inexplicably dating his crush that he becomes unbearable to be around even for Kwan, who might want to try to make new friends, and give Sam and Tucker a try.

As for Danny, when he found out that Paulina was being possessed by a girl ghost the whole time, it seemed that his initial concern was getting Paulina back in control of her own body, which is the correct response. But then it shifted to him feeling "suffocated" by Kitty. His discomfort should have stayed on the fact that Paulina was being dated against her will, which should make Danny feel sick with guilt.

This turned out longer than expected. You can pick and choose what to respond to if at all.

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(tl;dr for anyone who doesn’t know my lucky-in-love-but-gay rewrite:

Johnny and Kitty are taking a couples’ break, and Shadow, who feeds on romance, is whining like a spoiled dog about it. Shadow goes to find another hopeless romantic to possess to eat up love, and encounters Dash watching the romance channel. Dash gets more and more flirtatious, ghostly, and adopts a biker aesthetic as Shadow pulls at his emotions; not fully possessing him, but amplifying his feelings. Shenanigans ensue when Dash can’t decide if he has a bigger crush on Phantom or Fenton. Danny has to find a way to get Shadow out of Dash before Dash becomes reliant on him. Kitty needs to get Shadow back because, if Johnny doesn’t have Shadow, he becomes much more vulnerable.

biker dash art / full ep post)

this is all super fucking inch resting and im publishing this so the rest of the world can see but like generally speaking i think lucky in love is a shit fucking episode all around and it really can’t be saved. johnny and kittys dynamic is so petty and so inherently “Haha i hate my wife right boomers” that I cannot accept it as a way anyone would actually act and for that I don’t think the episode could ever really be “good.” I like to think of johnny and kitty as hapless mushy lovebirds. their only ‘couple fights’ are saying things like

{ID: a discord script I had with @crystalfloe​. it reads: Johnny: Well what do you want me to DO? You know you’re at fault too here- what about all those road trips huh, constant road trips with you snuggling me from behind?

Kitty, scowling: You gave me a BLACK ROSE on my birthday, you KNOW that’s my favorite color!

Johnny: Yeah, you got me the EXACT part I was wanting for my bike even though I only said the name once! You just REMEMBERED!

Danny: Woah hey let’s not fight here.... does this count as fighting?

Kitty: YOU spent the entire day I was sick making me food even though you had a BOYS NIGHT planned!

Johnny: YOU’RE just a BEAUTIFUL LOVING PERFECT PERSON! And now Shadow’s a glutton for ROMANCE!

Kitty: Well maybe if YOU weren’t so SELF SACRIFICIAL and full of UNBRIDLED CARE AND INTIMACY he WOULDN’T BE!

Johnny: How DARE you say I’m the more loving one and therefore the PROBLEM-

Kitty: I’m really starting to hate you and your CUTE FACE, Johnny!

Johnny: Yeah- well, I’m starting to get real sick of your adorable EYES, Kitty!

End ID.}

If you want to rewrite Lucky in Love, to me, you have two options: absolutely decimate canon, or work within it. Decimating canon (ie, making Dash gay) comes with also deconstructing Johnny and Kitty’s toxic relationship into something actually worth rooting for, which in turn unravels the entire episode because the premise is... it’s a bad relationship. If you want to work within canon, the episode as is is pretty much the best you can get, because no way in hell would they let Dash be gay in canon.

While your takes are interesting, it’s not the kind of media I personally would like; the whole “Kitty could have added the threat of physically hurting if he didn't comply“ doesn’t sit well with me at all, so I can’t say it’s something I would ever engage with, personally.

Also, I don’t need canon to be 100% serious all the time, personally I love the bit about the A-Listers having a formal club with like, paperwork and stuff, it’s genuinely funny and also provides a nice clean-cut metaphor for how Danny as an “unpopular” kid might view the way the popular kids work. I don’t think the writers thought that was actually how popular kids work, I think they were playing with it and expanding on how a kid might see it.

You’re right that the focus of the episode should have been on Paulina’s bodily autonomy, which I think the OG was lacking in even as is because we didn’t get anything from Paulina’s POV; she’s treated more as a prop than a person, which, yikes.

But in summary, while this is interesting, none of it is how I would rewrite lucky in love if given the chance; if canon-divergent, I’d probably tweak the biker dash concept; if canon-compliant, I’d try to make it more of a jokey episode, maybe making the conflict between Kitty and Johnny a “I have to get him a secret birthday present without him knowing” instead of a “I am going to make him jealous by cheating on him.”

[dawnrider]

Dunno if I'm making this a thing or if it's just the mood I'm in today.

Either way, here it is!

Another tree, another field, some more cows, a couple horses... more trees! Hitomi sighed again. This had to be the most boring drive she'd ever done. There were no buildings, aside from a few farm houses here and there, and all the other drivers on the road were clearly not from around there, simply passing through. “Now where is that turn?” she mumbled aloud, squinting at the road signs, trying to find the right county road. Finding it wasn't easy, but as soon as she turned there was a sign that directed her farther west to reach the town she was looking for. “Thirty more miles? This place really is in the middle of nowhere.” A faint sound of discomfort from the kennel next to her made her look over. “I know Jasper. We're almost there. Then you can get out.” The feline whined, turning around again and laying down. He meowed pathetically. Poor thing, that sedative really helped, but it's starting to wear off. Hitomi tried not to speed too much despite her eagerness to get to her new house. A ticket was the last thing she needed in a new place.

When she finally pulled up in front of the small house that was designated as hers, the first thing she did was pull Jasper out. She fumbled with the keys to unlock the front door, struggling with the lock a minute. Jasper yowled a little more loudly until she opened the door to his carrier. In spite of his desire to get out, the cat sat and stared out of the carrier for a long time, sniffing and peeking out of the door. Hitomi shook her head, leaving her pet to get used to the space. She went into the kitchen, fighting her way past boxes, to set out a water dish for Jasper, knowing he would be thirsty after the long trip and the effects of the sedative. “Here Jasper, come get a drink.” Unsurprisingly, she didn't hear him budge. With a sigh, Hitomi looked around the space. There was a lot to do before she could relax. Before unpacking... she needed food.

The grocery store was tiny. Hitomi wondered how it fed a few hundred people, but there wasn't anyone else in it. With the majority of the community making their living by farming, they probably mostly fed themselves, she realized. The older woman behind the counter kept eying her suspiciously. Hitomi had been eyed like that before, but it was when she was fifteen and in a convenience store where stuff got stolen all the time. She'd never stolen anything in her life, but that didn't mean the shopkeeper didn't suspect her. This was a more confused suspicion. Her first day in town and she hadn't been able to introduce herself to anyone yet. It was natural for the woman to be a little wary.

Walking up and down the aisles, she found the essentials she needed. Milk, eggs, cereal, bread. The produce didn't look the best, at least, the things not grown in that area looked a little iffy. She got what she could from the frozen aisle and then decided she was going to have to start a garden. She looked everywhere for cat food and couldn't find anything. She frowned. How could they not have cat food at the store? “Something you need help finding?” Hitomi fought the urge to jump, turning slowly to find the woman standing just behind her. Quiet old bat! She stared a moment before nodding.

“Uh, cat food.”

“Ah. Well you won't be finding that here, darlin'. You'll have to go over to the feed store. He carries all we need for our pets.” The woman's face was a little less threatening now that she was smiling. Hitomi tentatively smiled back. “You're new here.”

Hitomi's smile faltered a moment. Was it really necessary to state the obvious? “Yes. My name is Hitomi. Hitomi Kanzaki. I'm the new fifth grade teacher.” Sticking out her hand, Hitomi was surprised by the strength of the woman's hold.

“Oh! Pleasure to meet you! We've been wondering when you would get here. I'm Gladys Larson. How's the house?” Her enthusiasm was infectious and Hitomi's smile returned. The house was fine, a little old-fashioned when it came to the decorating, but she'd fix that with time. “Well I'm glad you like it. What was it you were looking for again?”

“Cat food? And I think I want to start a vegetable garden out back so...”

“Now don't you worry dear, I'll just take you right on over. Van's not used to strangers coming in and he needs someone familiar to introduce them.” Hitomi stared at the woman a moment before following her up to the counter. She paid for her things and Gladys had her put them in the big refrigerator so they wouldn't spoil while they were gone. “He's a sweet boy, a little rough around the edges though,” Gladys told her in a conspiratorial whisper as they crossed the main street and walked a few store fronts down. Hitomi glanced back at the grocery, surprised that the old woman had no problem leaving it unattended. “Here we are,” she laughed, opening a door into one of the larger stores on the street. A bell tinkled as they entered. “Van, Honey! I've brought in the new teacher. She needs cat food,” she called. Hitomi heard some shuffling and a head poked out from behind the cash register. Her eyes widened and she took a slight step back.

He was gorgeous. Hearing Gladys call him a sweet boy who was a bit rough, Hitomi had anticipated a teenager who was afraid of people and possibly had an acne problem. This man was nothing like that at all. He was tall, as she saw when he stood up, with dark shaggy hair, a strong chin and intensely brown eyes. She was startled when he frowned in her direction. “Gladys, you know where the cat stuff's at.” And that was it. He didn't try to introduce himself or ask her name. The grocer didn't seem fazed at all, leading Hitomi back toward the food. Apparently this was also the hardware store, the opposite side filled with shovels, mulch, hammers, wheelbarrows and planters.

“Don't mind him dear. It will take him a while to get used to you.”

“I can hear you...” the store owner grumbled loudly, sitting back down behind the counter.

Gladys grinned and shook her head. “Yes I know Honey. Best set of ears in town.” Hitomi bit her lip, glancing back at the counter. She found the food she needed, but she wasn't sure what to do about her gardening idea. Maybe it would be best to come back another time... like never. “That all you need dear? What about your garden?”

“I-I'll come back later once I'm more settled in. I really should get home and feed Jasper. He'll be mad. I'm sure he's freaked out in the new house by himself,” she explained.

“Oh! Poor dear. Well you just run along to my store and grab your things. There's the town social tonight, you should come to meet everyone! Seven o'clock at the hall. It's just down the street from here. Can't miss it,” she pointed down the road the way Hitomi had come in from. She nodded, thanking Gladys for her help.

Stepping up to the counter she set the bag of food down and waited. The man behind the counter seemed to be ignoring her, listening to some soft music from a radio on the floor. “Um...”

“Just take it. It's a welcome gift.” Hitomi bit her lip. He still wasn't looking up at her and she was a little offended. There was no need to be rude to her!

“Thank you. It's... it's Van right?”

He snorted impolitely. “Yea.” Waiting a moment to see if he would say anything more, she sighed when nothing else came. Taking the food and turning away from the counter, Hitomi scowled, leaving the store and marching over to the grocery store to get her things and go home. Once the two heard the sound of her car pulling away, Gladys approached the counter. “What?”

Gladys sighed, leaning on the countertop. “That's no way to treat a young lady. She was simply trying to be nice.”

“I don't need nice,” he huffed in response.

“Hitomi is very pretty. And she can't be any older than twenty-five. You're just about the only person her age.” She shifted, drawing Van's attention. “I saw the way she looked at you the moment she saw you. She thinks you're good looking, and she'd be right.”

“Knock it off Gladys,” he growled, but he couldn't hide his faint blush.

“You planning on staying single your whole life? Has to be awfully lonely...”

“You need something else?” he interrupted. The old grocer smiled slightly, taking the hint. She said her goodbyes and wandered back over to her own store. Van sagged, sighing heavily. She'd sounded young, so Gladys telling him she wasn't more than twenty-five hadn't come as a surprise. She had a nice voice, a bit unsure, but that was likely from being new in a new place. “Hitomi, huh?” He turned the radio up a little and relaxed. There wasn't going to be much of anyone else in for the rest of the afternoon. He took out a book, his fingertip smoothing across the page as he read.

[yeolsangeleyes]

Lucky Or Not, Here I Come | Kim Minseok x Reader (ft. Kim Jongdae)

word count: around 1.3k

warnings: none

note! : This is my first published work which was written in english. I'm not a native speaker, i'm sure i have some mistakes in the story, however, the key of improvement is trying and correcting our mistakes :) So, be prepared some awkwardness. :)

requested by @itsallabigmess

Hey! I saw you are accepting requests. Can i ask for #81 with Minseok?

It took you approximately thirty-nine minutes to convince your boss to not fire you on the spot due to your mistake which - ironically - wasn't even yours to begin with. You just did what you asked you to do by the customer who, as she saw the outcome of the wedding invitation cards, started whining about the font on the front page. Even though you had asked her twice that is it going to be okay. She demanded to see the owner of this shithouse, as she described, so you do as they asked. While she talked to your boss - who was absolutely adored you but knew you were rumoured to be really unlucky - you took the lavender colored, designed cards and brought back to your table. As expected, your superior told you to do the cards again, just "he doesn't need to see that spoiled witch again".

Damnit, you sighed. I should be fast; i'll have a date after all.

You really did everything to look good, even though you weren't a big fan of blind dates, especially when they were set up by Jongdae, your biggest advocate for dating.

'Please, give it a chance!' he pleaded, eyes filled with a hint of begging. 'You're literally a workaholic, you should relax.'

'By doing small talks with members of the male species?'

'That's what dating for' he stated. 'I just want you to find the one and only.'

'You said that the last eleven times and it didn't end well.. Not everyone is lucky like you.'

'Touché. However, i promise, this is the last time. If you're going to left the date in disappointment, i'll stop.'

So, you're here.

When 15 minutes passed, you weren't worried. 15 minutes is an elegant late, is it?

30 minutes passed, so you ordered yourself an orange juice. You looked out to the window, waiting.

One hour passed, you started getting annoyed. You dialled Jongdae's number on your phone but he of course didn't pick up. You already have drunk your second juice but this time, with a small cupcake. Even the sweet, chocolate flavour couldn't make you forget your growing frustration.

When you were waiting for one and a half hour, you called Jongdae for the second time - he didn't pick up again -, you paid at the counter, said your goodbyes to the workers and went out in the exit.

You needed to blink to process what was happening around you. Then you realized the rain was pouring.

'Are you kidding me?' You groaned. 'Are you really kidding me?!'

This day can't be worse, you stated firmly while walking around downtown and the majority of people, with umbrellas, wrinkled their brows at you or give you a weird look. You wished you could tell them something rude, however your eyes were enough to paint your mood around them.

Although it's the end of March, the weather reminded you a mix of a chilly night in November and a powerful storm in July. As you walked beside a bar, you mind went back in time where Jongdae had told you his girlfriend said yes in his proposal and as it should be, you had celebrated it with tons of sojus and friendly promises.

People started disappearing on the street, everyone were looking for safe space where they could have escape from the violent touch of the rain. You didn't bother that much, knowing the fact it's about twenty minutes until you got home; where you can have a warm bath, eat dinner and watch something on Netflix.

You smiled a little bit, thinking about these things. But then, a car happened and your body met a big amount of water.

You were sitting on a bench, completely soaked, waiting for a demon, an angel or any kinds of upper entity to end your suffering. Were you a little dramatic?

Yes, but who cares? You were completely done for the day, to say the least.

To be honest, you wanted to scream or curse out loud. Were you really that lacking of luck ineverything?

This was the 12th time when you were stood up by your date and you started to feel this is your fate, you're going to be alone with nine cats and one of them is going to be named Sirius - because why not - and maybe you're going to spend your remaining days with knitting and whining over your favourite books in your really comfortable blue armchair; cover your cold legs with a baby pink blanket.

The loud thunder and a hand on your shoulder made you jump on your place. You wanted to ask them what the hell did they touch you but when you looked back, a man with an unreadable expression appeared in front of you. As your eyes scanned him up and down, you noticed his jeans were soaked, however his upper body was completely dry. That was when you saw the umbrella.

'What are you doing here?' the voice fitted for his childlike yet somehow mature looks. You seriously couldn't decide if he's over the age of 20 or older and you didn't love traps like that. Mostly when traps like him were that handsome and you look like a living box of wet wipe.

'Ehm... Feeling the rain, i guess?'

The stranger wrinkled his brows.

'You know you can get a really bad cold?' the honest worry in his voice suprised you as he still held the umbrella over you.

'Yeah, i know' reading his face you knew this answer wasn't enough for him. 'Fine. I had a shitty day, this is just icing on the cake.'

'We're in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanted to stop and feel the rain? Okay, I understand.'

'Why do you care?' It was your time to ask. Why did a simple man like him talking to you? Why?

'I'm a human being' he explained. 'I can be worried about a woman who casually sits alone in a bench in this weather. Plus, i'm just going home, i live around the area.'

He held out his hand to introduce himself and to your amaze, his name rang a bell on you.

'Wait a minute. Are your surname is Kim, by chance?'

'Kim Minseok, for your service' he put his free hand on his chest and pretended to bow. 'If you're curious, i had a bad day too. One of my close friend organized me a date, but i dropped my phone on the second floor, it died. I got stuck in a traffic jam and when i finally got out of it and went to the rendezvous, she was gone. Moreover, i can't even call her to say sorry because i don't have her number' The story left you dumbfounded, so you just stared at him. 'I'm sure she's thinking of me as an asshole now.'

Fate was really moody today, you thought. What kind of tricky game is this?

You throat felt dry, your mouth opened in shock. You took a deep sigh and stand up from your place, standing in front of the strang- i mean, Minseok.

'First of all, she doesn't think you're an a-hole. Second of all, if that certain friend is called Kim Jongdae, that's great. Third of all, if the answer of the previous statement is yes' you held out your hands while you chuckled 'hi, nice to meet you. I'm the woman you supposed to meet up with. '

After a certain amount of winks, he laughed and a gummy smile appeared on his face.

'Lucky or not, i know your first impressions on me were tremendous however, i hope i can make it up to you somehow. I would love to, honestly.'

Now you were nodded.

'I have two conditions. One, don't be late. Two, i think i need your number to prevent scenarios like that.'

thank you for the request and thank you for reading this! ❤ as i'm posting this, i'm scared a little bit about the reactions but i hope you'll love it! 🥺