#he is also my husband. and my beautiful wife. and my babygirl

[meownotgood]

happy national boyfriends day to HIM!!!!!!

[hattiewritesalot]

Gevives (Beauty)

Jacaerys Velaryon x fem!reader

Summary: Jacaerys, ever the hard worker, is late to bed. Again. Luckily for him, you’re very forgiving.

Warnings: Reader and Jace have a daughter, one or two mentions of stress and overload, Jace being babygirl. Literally just fluff tbh

A/N: how’s it going lads im a little bit (very) in love with this pouty princess. I also wrote this at midnight for my sister so enjoy

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A soft sigh escapes you as the wooden chair creaks against the stone floor, rocking back and forth, lulling you and your sweet daughter as she snores, slumped against your chest.

She’s as loud as the day she was born, kicking and screaming as she was lowered into your arms for the first time, and now, thank the gods, she screams less. She has, however, taken after her father with her snoring, noisy enough to rumble Dragonstone itself. You’re not surprised - not entirely, at least. Little Rhaenyra has been a daddy’s girl since the moment Jace held her, since the moment her chubby fingers curled around his one, and he weeped into her downy head. It baffles you that that was so long ago - you can see the image as clear as day.

Speaking of your most beloved husband, he’s still not here. His tendency to overwork himself is shining through, and he’s all but locked himself in his study to sort through his papers and meetings and arrangements and everything boring that you sometimes have the urge to burn so maybe, just maybe, he’ll come to bed on time.

‘Perks of being the eldest son, my darling wife.’ He’d once grinned, amber eyes glinting in the sunlight with that twinkle of mischief you love so much. He’d kissed you, then, and slipped away to occupy himself with his duties.

You can’t be mad at him, not really, not when your heart is brimming with the love and devotion you have for your Jace. Not when you’re carding your fingers through your toddler’s dark curls as she dreams. It doesn’t stop you from being frustrated though. You hate it when he burns himself out like this, knowing all too well the way he crumbles when the day is done. You’ll always be there, though, to pick up the shards and put him back together again, knowing he’d do the same for you in a heartbeat.

The door creaks open, and then it closes with a squeal of the hinges, and quiet footsteps patter behind you, Jace’s face peering around the rocking chair. He winces. “You’re awake?”

You cock a brow, shooting him a look. “Yes, I’m awake. And so are you.”

He sighs, then, pressing those full lips to your forehead and cradling your face, his free hand reaching down to stroke Rhaenyra’s hair. “I’m sorry, my wife. Everything is so… overwhelming right now. Some days I want to rip Aegon’s hair out, and some days I want to rip my own out.” 

“Please don’t. I quite like your pretty curls.”

“As you tell me so often, gevives.” Gevives. Beauty. Gods, this man has a chokehold on your heart.

“Perhaps I will find it in myself to forgive you.” You finally push up off your chair, cracking your back, groaning. “Remind me not to sit in that chair for too long.”

“I do remind you. You don’t listen.”

“You’re on thin ice, Velaryon.” 

You lower Rhaenyra into her cot, rocking it and shushing her gently when she squeaks. Jace’s hands curl around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder. “Our little princess.” He mumbles. “She’s perfect. Is she really ours?”

“Given that she snores like a bear and pouts all day, I’d say she is.”

He snorts. “I do not pout.” 

“He said, pouting.”

“You’re mean.” He turns you around, now, the tip of his nose brushing against yours. You love it when he’s this close, when you can count every freckle, every streak of gold and brown in his eyes, every curl. You smile at him. “You love it.”

He sighs dramatically, shaking his head, as if every word he speaks ails him. “Yes, yes I do. Gods save me from my cruel wife and her cruel ways.”

You scoff, but laughter bursts through it, pushing his shoulder and walking to the bed. “Fine. I guess you won’t be sleeping next to your cruel wife, then?” 

He’s scrambling out of his day clothes and under the covers before you can even fathom it, pulling you into his arms. He has the blood of the dragon, and runs hot when he sleeps. It’s nice on colder nights like this one, where you could bury yourself in his arms and never leave. His deft fingers trail up and down your spine, lips pressed against your hairline.

He calls you the beauty, but it is only because you are so infatuated with the man next to you. Every part of him; the sweet, gentlemanly parts, and the bitter, ugly parts; holds a dear place in the organ beating beneath your breast. Jacaerys Velaryon isn’t just your husband - he’s your best friend, your soul-mate (as the poets may say), and every time his fingers intertwine with yours, you like to think that your very beings intertwine too. You and Jace will find each other wherever you need to, for you know he is never far when he loves you so.

He sighs, nestling into your hair, and you gently kiss his jaw. “Promise me something, husband?”

He hums in response.

“Promise me you’ll take a break tomorrow?”

It takes him a long moment, but eventually, he swallows, nodding, body sagging against yours. “I’m sorry, I just-“

“Hush, I don’t need to hear it. I love you, alright? Even if you don’t show up to bed on time, even if you sometimes infuriate me with how much you put on yourself.”

He chuckles softly at that, pulling you in closer. “I adore you, my lady.”

You’re half-asleep by now, safe and content within the comfort of your lover’s arms. “Not as much as I adore you.”

You could have this argument for years, endless bickering of ‘I love you more’s, but you don’t. Not now, at least.

Now, you hold each other, falling asleep within the solidarity of your love.

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I actually like this sort of a tiny bit

[sophvilla]

Till my last breath.

⋅˚₊‧ OT5 X Reader Series ‧₊˚ ⋅

Pairing: Husband! Taehyun X PregnantWife Fem!reader Warning: General Fluff, Tooth-roting fluff, Written au, Pregnancy, Husband x Wife Genre: When Their Baby kicks for the First time .

KANG TAEHYUN | 태현

It's safe to say that Taehyun was very surprised with the news of your pregnancy, as he didn’t consider himself as a big family person but he came to terms with it quicker than you expected.

Even though he loved you Very much at first he was a bit different at the whole pregnancy thing by which you mean that, Taehyun is naturally a Ace who can easily grasp onto situation and things,

But at the very beginning of the pregnancy he was so nervous and a whole different person than he actually is which is calm and collected, Taehyun, from day one has continued to be worried about your health as he asked questions to the doctor for the first visit for an hour and when he got to know that he was having Twins, his emotions started to escalate as he was proud of himself and you.

By the time your half way done with your pregnancy you realised how much he’s been an ideal husband in your eyes even though he says that he’s doing the bare minimum.

Sometimes he also found himself staring at your stomach longer than he would expect himself to . he started to really think about how life will go on from this point onwards.

He is a very collected and organised man, but he knows that for sure that as soon as his twins arrive his life’s gonn’ change and now he realise that it’s for his betterment and good.

From massaging your toes to your belly, cleaning your vomit to tying your shoelace doesn’t really are tough things to do but the way your body is carrying his child is amazing in its self and he respect you so much for that.

After a long day of work, he finally enters your room and finds you fast asleep.

He guesses that carrying a two childs must be more exhausting than carrying one. his feet take him to you and his figure towers over your sleeping form.

He watches your expression contort ever so slightly as you stir, perhaps in seek of your comfort.

He sits by your side and his hand traces your every feature, seeing how beautiful you look by everyday passing and realising that The Best thing to ever happen in his life was to Marry you. His roaming hand reaches your stomach and he frowns lightly.

He sighs, deep in thought while Caressing your belly, he feels a light kick against his palm.

His eyes widen at the movement and his hand involuntary presses against your stomach once more, wanting to feel the kick once again. he narrows his eyes, "what? Guys don’t you think that the kick is too light ?, give me a stronger one"

As if understanding what he said, the babies delivers one rough and tough kick in unison to your abdomen. you wince and whine at the pain, "Taehyun’nah, don't lecture the babies to become a boxer, love..."

"Well my Babygirl can be anything she wants but the little guy needs to tough up ," he grumbles

Taehyun doesn't stop his hand from massaging your stomach and you hum in content before sassing him, "oh babe, don’t be biased with the babies."

[nicoline1998enilocin]

World's Greatest Dad

PAIRING | Husband!Dad!Chris Evans x Wife!Mom!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.1K

SUMMARY | With Chris being away for filming during long periods, parenting can be complicated by yourself. Luckily, your daily FaceTime calls help you through it all, though it is always most exciting when he finally comes home. This time, you and your twins have prepared a little package to welcome him home after another three months of being away from home, and Chris couldn't have wished for a better welcome home.

RATING | General (G)

WARNINGS/TAGS | RPF, established relationship

A/N | I want to thank @cevansbaby-dove for inspiring this absolute fluff bomb of a fic, as it was a very cute one to write! 🥰 It's been a while since I have written anything for this adorable goofball, and I can't wait to get back into the groove of writing more for him again! This is proofread by @ccbsrmsf1, for which I'm very grateful 💜

EVENTS Masterlist | @fluffbruary Fluffbruary '24 | Care package Masterlist | @ultimatechrisbingo | Free space

Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: Source

Main Masterlist | Chris Evans Masterlist

''We miss you, Daddy!" your twins River and Sage say in unison to your laptop screen while talking to Chris as you do the dishes after dinner. He's away to film Avengers: Endgame, and you can't help but outright stare at your husband occasionally. His longer, blonde hair and thick beard suit him, and you can't wait to run your fingers through them.

"I miss you too, Bubba's, but Daddy will be home tomorrow," he tells your daughters, and they let out an excited shriek, not wanting to wait any longer to see him again. And you wouldn't mind being able to cuddle up with your husband, either. After a few more minutes of the three of them catching up, you hear Chris asking for you, and the girls are on their way to their room to play.

"How's my favorite girl doing?" his head leaning on his hand as he looks at you with pure love and adoration, a small smile tugging on the corners of his lips as he listens to what you say. You're lucky to have Chris as your husband and will thank your lucky stars daily.

"I'm doing good; the girls behave like little angels now that you're away. They're very responsible, and they help well around the house," you tell him as you listen to them playing their game in their room. They're now ten years old and growing up way too fast for your liking, but you also wouldn't miss it for the world.

"How excited are they that I'm coming home tomorrow?" Chris asks, and you tell him all about most of the plans you have made with them. The two of them can sleep in your bed tonight, and tomorrow, they'll help prepare dinner as a welcome home gesture. However, you did not tell him you've been busy building a care package for him.

"I miss you, but I'm happy to have my Hubby home again tomorrow; it's getting lonely without you at night. And there's only so much cuddles I can have with Dodger before I miss his Daddy." He lifts his head at the mention of his name, making you giggle.

"I miss you too, Babygirl, but it'll be worth it. After this, I'll be home for a few months," he tells you, and you're already looking forward to it. After another 15 minutes of calling, it's time to go and finish your little care package before taking your daughters and Dodger for a walk and winding down for the night.

You're up bright and early the following day, preparing breakfast for your girls, yourself, and Dodger. This afternoon is when Chris will finally return home after three long months, and you have rarely been this excited to welcome him home.

Seeing that it's a beautiful day outside, you decided to wear a bright pink sundress after laying out matching ones for your daughters. Chris has told you countless times how much he adores it when all his beautiful girls match, and you're looking forward to his reaction. Soon, the girls will be dressed and ready for breakfast, too, and now, all you three can do is wait.

When Chris is only five minutes away, he texts you so that you can expect him at any moment now. Over the years, you have made the tradition with your twins and Dodger to wait on the porch swing to welcome him home, and that's precisely what you do. River is on your left, Sage is on your right, and Dodger is lying patiently by your feet.

Luckily for you, there's no need to wait long because the car that drove Chris home turns the corner in less than a few minutes, and your twins jump from the porch swing while waving and jumping up and down.

"Daddy's home, Mommy! Daddy's home!" they say in unison, and as soon as Chris gets out of the car, he runs towards all of you while kneeling to capture his little girls in the biggest hug they have ever had.

"I'm so happy to be home again with my favorite girls! I missed you so much," he tells them as he gives both of them a big kiss before giving some love to Dodger, all while the driver patiently takes Chris' luggage out of the car's trunk. Dodger wags his tail happily as he accepts all the love from Chris, and then it's finally your turn.

"C'mere Gorgeous," your husband tells you as you wrap your arms around one another, pulling the other person as close as possible. You take your time inhaling his signature scent and let the happiness take over, peppering his face in kisses and saying countless 'I love you's.

After one last big kiss on his lips, it's time to go inside, and that's when Chris notices all three of you are matching today. You have gone all out for him, from the dress and shoes to the hair, and he can't get enough of it. He doesn't get too much time to think about that, though, because as soon as he's inside, he's greeted by the large care package you have made with the twins.

"Welcome home!" River and Sage say in unison as Chris walks into your house, the sunlight brightening the room beautifully.

"Thank you so much, my little monkeys; I'm so happy to be home for the next few months," he tells them as he walks over to what's on the kitchen table.

On the table is a large basket with some of his favorite as well as new books, some items to use in the bathroom like bath bombs and scented shower gels, some items for you and Chris to use in the bedroom such as a new massage oil, and something hidden in a sleek black box, and lastly, a big mug with the text ''World's Greatest Dad" made and decorated by both girls and it's filled with some of his favorite snacks too.

Before he thanks you, he first turns his attention to the girls.

"I may be the world's greatest dad, but I want you two to know you are the world's greatest princesses. Daddy's very lucky to have you two as his beautiful daughters," he says before hugging and kissing them again and sending them off to their room to play.

"Now, I believe it's time to say thank you to my beautiful wife," he says in a deep voice, and you can already feel the goosebumps forming on your neck. You pull him in for a kiss, which he happily reciprocates, pouring into it all the love that you two had to miss out on in the last few months.

"I love you, Babygirl, and thank you for being the best woman and most amazing wife I could ever wish for." With those words, it's time to officially unwrap his care package and settle for the next few months.

Surely, it may suck when he's gone, but the reunion when he's back is always more than worth it. Every. Single. Time.

[erenjaegerwifee]

Can I request a Jake Sully x Human reader fic?. Reader is Jake's ex human wife and Kiri's biological mother (Kiri knows that reader and Jake are her biological parents)

Reader reunites with Jake when she accompanies Norm and Max to Awa'atiu to check on Kiri after she had her seizure. Jake then finds out the truth that reader is Kiri's biological mother and he is Kiri's biological father and that reader kept her pregnancy a secret from him since he left her to be with Neytiri.

Also Kiri is older then Neteyam in this fic and Reader had sex with Na'vi Jake hence them conceiving Kiri.

Secret Is Out

Paring: Jake Sully x Fem!Human/Avatar!Reader

Warnings: none, fluff, some angst, mentions of childbirth

Word Count: 1.7k

Disclaimer: All my characters are aged-up! If this makes you uncomfortable, feel free to scroll and don’t interact with my page or any of my posts!

You remember the first day you held your daughter in your arms, you remember the way she cried for the first time. She was your world. Kiri was single handedly the best thing that you have every done with your life and you were so blessed to have had her. Unfortunately, the story is a bit more complicated than a loving mother and daughter relationship.  

You and Jake have been together since you were back on earth. The untimely death of his brother allowed him to travel with you to the new world, Pandora. As difficult as it was for him, you loved your husband and he really kept an open mind about living out his brother’s dreams. The first day jake got his avatar, was the most excited you’ve seen him since the army, he is strong, tall. He could walk again. You both jumped in circles celebrating this achievement.  

When Jake was taken in by the Omatikaya and started training under Neytiri he started pulling away from you. You remember the night you broke off your marriage. They night he took you to bed in the beautiful forest giving you the most pleasurable experience he could before dropping the bomb, there was someone else.  

Jake had since fallen in love with the warrior woman and decided you were no longer what was best for him. It was hard coping with the break up, you couldn’t go back to earth now and even if you could, you wouldn’t, because the night Jake laid you on your back for the last time, killing you, he gave you something to live for. Your daughter.  

Your avatar was pregnant, and you never got the opportunity to tell him after that. Not long after jake earned his ikran and flying through the skies with the omatikayan people, landing right in Neytiri’s arms. Then it was war. You kept your avatar tucked away from the world for a long time making sure your baby was growing healthy and she was. You remember the day you had her, the pain you felt when you linked up and went into labor that morning. You had Norm the help you with the delivery, you made him promise not to say anything about it to anyone.  

You didn’t want anyone to know because not even her biological father new. You remember praying on her upbringing to Eywa, bonding with the tree of souls to find answers on how your human self should raise your na’vi daughter and you came up with one solution. Neytiri, she can raise her, they can give your daughter the life she deserves, the life you can’t give to her.  

“She was born from one of the deceased Avatars, she is Na’vi like you and it would not be fair to raise her as anything but. One thing I do know is Jake’s taste in women, I know you are strong and you will raise her right. I do not trust this with anyone else.” and just like that you got your sweet babygirl a home.  

As Kiri adulting into her teenage years, she came to you with problems about understanding Eywa's messages to her, your daughter was truly gifted. At one point she left you no choice but to tell her the truth. She spent the night crying in your small arms and you held her tightly, you explained you could not give her the upbringing she needed on this planet and her father can, even if he doesn’t know. You are aware Jake already treats Kiri the same way he treats his children with Neytiri so you had no problem with it. 

You remember when the children were kidnapped in the forest, how you held her head to your chest while you stood in your avatar body, no one questioned why you were both so close as you’ve been around for all of their childhoods. Jake and you are civil, it is no longer a problem he left you for someone else you had other things to care about.  

You remember when Jake decided for his family to leave the clan. You could not show a crying face in public because what does that have to do with you? You are not a part of the clan and not close to anyone in that family besides Kiri. You had no reason to bawl your eyes out, but in private your emotions were tenfold. You cried and cried until you slept in your tears, your babygirl was gone. Cut off from you, no contact, no pictures, no voice memos and no conversation.  

It was until the day your babygirl got that seizure, you argued with Norm about going and eventually he gave in. When you got there, she was unconscious on the floor the sight made your tear up. Your babygirl, your precious daughter must be in so much pain.  

“How could you let this happen?!” your screamed at Jake, “Did you not bring them here to be safe? Is this what you call safe and secure warrior?” you unleash your anger on the parents. It was not their fault but you couldn’t help but think maybe is you were here; she would have been with you instead of at that spirt tree. Your thoughts were cut off but her crying and you three rush into the room, pervious anger now forgotten replaced with thoughts of your daughter. “Mom..” Kiri cried and Neytiri sprang into action, you forgot she was the mother here for a second. 

You were about to turn your to make room for her siblings when you heard her fussing, “no, no my mommy, I want my mom” you decided hiding was worth her tears and you dropped to her side, “My baby, I’m so sorry I wasn’t here I’m so sorry” the family watched as you hugged Kiri close to your Avatar body and she clung to you like a baby and cried. It was only after she fell asleep in your embraced that you laid her down and turned to Jake and Neytiri. “We should talk.” and you walked outside. 

They were on your steps as you walked out into the weaved deck in front of their marui. “Yea wanna tell me why my daughter is calling you mom?” Neytiri spoke up. You sighed and rubbed your face with your hands. “I lied to you; she wasn’t the daughter of a deceased avatar, she’s my daughter that I- we conceived together” you gestured to Jake.  

He was even more confused, “What? No way she’s mine y/n we broke up before the war!” 

“Jake it was the night we broke up” 

“No, no fucking way, I saw you around y/n! You weren’t pregnant.” 

“My avatar was pregnant Jake, I had her from here, not my human body, you never saw my avatar until after she was born, the only person who knew was norm. I didn’t want to cause a problem-” 

“Cause a problem, y/n! You never told me she was mine!” 

“Does it matter Jake! You raise her like she is your own anyways now you know the truth!” 

Jake stood looking at you before he dropped to his knees and rubbed his hands over his face, “You let me miss her birth because I left you?” he asked softly.  

“No, no oh God no Jake, I was scared, I didn’t want you to leave your wife for a relationship you were not happy with anymore, and you know you would have!” you kneeled in front of him. Then Neytiri spoke up.  

“I knew you lied, when you first brought her to me as a new born, she smelt just like you, attaching her to me was quiet the challenge, I only took her to live with us because you were right, you were responsible, you had respect for my clan, you knew you could not raise her as human.” her voice was soft; it was not tense like most other times you spoke with her. You would think you and Neytiri wouldn’t get along but she was not a bad person, she recognized you weren’t either.  

“We have to tell Kiri” Jake says. 

“She knows Jake, she’s known since she was 15, sign from Eywa brought her to me and i spilled the truth. It would appear you’re the only one who didn’t know.” you sighed and rested your hand on his shoulder.  

A few weeks later Kiri was healed and good to go, Jake asked the clan leaders of the Metkayina clan to allow you to stay and they agreed. “Can I ask you something?” Jake came and sat next to you on the deck, dangling your legs off into the water. “How was it, the pregnancy the birth how was it?”  

You smiled at the memory, “I was a bit hard to manage in the last few months when I stared to show, it was difficult being pregnant sometimes, and the birth, it was hard, it was painful. No one way around except Norm and he helped me through it. I have a video of the birth, I thought maybe one day you could watch it, she is your first daughter.” Jake wrapped his arm around you and pulled you to lay your head on his shoulder, you forgot how comfortable he was. “I’m sorry about how I left you, it couldn’t have been easy, I guess I got caught up in the moment with Neytiri, I never stopped loving you y/n, you were my first love and you always will be, I actually thought about what it would have been like if I had stayed with you on many occasions. But I grew to love my wife too and we have all these kids now...”  

He sounded like he had more to say but you didn’t push. “I love you too Jake, but our time passed now and we should just co-exist, for our daughter. It is just easier, but I do miss you, not a day goes by I think about what it was like when I had my husband, but you are happy and I loved you enough to see that” 

You both smiled at each other and sat in silence, at one point Kiri can and joined you both squeezing herself in the middle. You all made jokes and laughed into the night, you and Jake made longing eye contact a couple times. You clearly aren’t gonna stay like this but that’s a problem for another day, at least you can both agree your children are more important.  

🪸I hope everyone enjoyed reading! I thought this was such a unique idea and I hope you guys liked it!

🪸Reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated

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[finnsbubblegum]

Good Night, Baby (Joel Miller X Reader)

Pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, sweet joel, domestic joel, pregnancy, insecurity (let me know if i missed any)

Summary (Series): reader as Joel’s neighbor. Joel’s wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting Sarah. 

Words count: 1k

A/N: This series is ending soon so be ready 🥺 This is part 18 of Where It All Starts. But it can also be read as a standalone. I'm so grateful for all of you! Thank you for your comments, reblogs, and likes ❤️ Love you!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Epilogue

*keys clanking*

Joel slowly opened the door and put his keys on the table. The lights were off but the TV was on. He walked to the living room and found you asleep on the couch. Joel turned the TV off then he crouched beside you and kissed your lips. 

“Hmm?” You opened your eyes slowly.

“Sorry, did I wake you?” Joel stroked your head.

“Hmm.” You rubbed your eyes.

“Where’s Sarah?” Joel raised the blanket to cover your body.

“She’s in her room.” You yawned.

“Oh!” You suddenly felt a flutter in your stomach.

“He just kicked.” You chuckled and sat.

“What? Wait! I have to get Sarah!” Joel ran to Sarah’s room and carried her to you.

Joel promised Sarah to show her if her baby brother kicked so she could say hi. So he ran to Sarah’s bedroom and woke her up.

“I want to say hi to my baby brother!” Sarah squealed in Joel’s arms.

“Knock, knock.” You poked your belly.

Your baby understood the assignment. He kicked again.

“Oh! There he is.” You pointed at the side of your belly that was sticking out. It seemed like his little feet. 

“Hi! I’m your big sister!” Sarah said hi as you put her little hand on your belly.

Joel put his hand on top of yours and Sarah. The three of you chuckled. This was one of the most beautiful moments that you always had since you had Joel and Sarah as your family. 

“Okay! Back to bed, babygirl.” Joel kissed his daughter's head and carried her to her bedroom.

“Goodnight, sweetie.” You stroked Sarah’s head and kissed her goodnight.

“Good night, mommy.” Sarah waved her hand to you.

Then you went to lay on your bed while Joel took a shower. You groaned as you were trying to find a comfortable position on the bed. You felt contractions but it was mild so you were sure it was just braxton hicks. It wasn’t that painful to you but it was uncomfortable. You kept sighing and rubbed your belly. Joel finished showering and was ready to climb the bed when he realized there was something wrong. 

“You okay, baby?” He asked as he climbed on the bed.

“Hmm, it was just braxton hicks.” You sighed.

“What? Braxton? You named him braxton hicks?” Joel raised his eyebrows.

“What?” You furrowed your eyebrows. (I found videos on tiktok about the husbands don’t know what a braxton hicks is and found it so funny so I’ll use it here 😁)

“You named our baby without discussing it with me? I mean, I know you’re the one who's doing most of the work, but I contributed too.” He shrugged in disappointment.

“Baby, what are you talking about?” You giggled.

“Why are you laughing? This is not a laughing matter.” Joel was confused.

“Baby, it’s not our son’s name. Braxton hicks is the name of “false labor” pains. It’s a medical term.” You explained to him and chuckled.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded as he just understood what it was. He had no idea about it before and he thought it was his son’s name that you came up with.

“Are you in pain?” He started getting worried.

You nodded.

“But it’s not that bad. It’s just uncomfortable.” You put your hand on your belly.

“Wait here.” Joel ran to the bathroom.

*water flowing*

A few minutes flew and Joel came back to you. 

“Come on.” Joel put his arms around and carried you to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” You giggled.

“I made you a warm bath. Hope it helps.” He slowly put you down and helped you move inside the bathtub.

“Hmm..This feels good.” You closed your eyes and smiled. 

“Do you want to join me?” You opened your eyes and looked at Joel.

He nodded and pulled off his towel that was covering his lower body. Then he went inside the bathtub right behind you, put his arms around you and pulled you closer to his chest.

“Thank you.” You kissed his arms that were around your chest.

“Glad it helps.” Joel kissed your shoulder.

You and Joel stayed like that until you felt better. He put on a towel on his waist then he helped dry you and put you to bed. Then he went back to the bathroom to shave. You sat on the bed putting moisturizer on your belly. Looking at the stretch mark then you started crying. Your mood changes during your pregnancy were horrible. And you were always feeling insecure about yourself. Joel heard your sobs so he peeked from the bathroom door. 

“What is it? Does it hurt again?” Joel walked to you and sat beside you on the edge of the bed.

You shook your head and looked at your stretch marks on your belly. 

“I’m not beautiful anymore.” You sobbed.

“You’re beautiful, baby. Wish I could see you being pregnant my whole life.” Joel chuckled.

You shook your head and said, “Look.” You showed him your stretch marks.

“Stretch marks don’t change your beauty.”  Joel caressed your belly.

Joel opened his palm asking you to give him the moisturizer. Then he helped you put on the moisturizer. His touch was so loving and affectionate that it made you feel calmer. 

“I love you, Joel.” You put your hand on his.

“I love you too.” Joel placed a kiss on your lips.

“Okay, I’m gonna finish this and join you in the bed soon. Alright?” Joel pointed at his jaw which still had shaving foam.

You nodded and laid on your sides on the bed getting ready to sleep. Joel finished shaving a few minutes later and climbed on the bed beside you. He snuggled behind your back and extended his hand to turn off the night lamp on your bedside table. 

“Good night, baby.” Joel kissed your temple and spooned you.

To be continued…

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[damiansgoodgirll]

Hi, can you write something about us being Damian priest wife and we are in labor and he helps us through and encourages is to push and a whole lot of fluff

i’ve never had a kid so this might not represent the reality that much but i’ve had so much fun making this lol

damian priest x reader

tw : pregnancy, giving birth and pain(?)

shut up

“c’mon baby…i know you can do it” damian kept encouraging you but all you felt in that moment was pain and damian wasn’ much of an help “keep breathing” he told you and you really wanted to punch him in the face.

you never imagine that giving birth would be so painful, all of your friends made it seem like it was the easiest thing in the world and so you were pretty confident it would be like that for you too.

how wrong you were.

you were pushing with all your strength but you felt like it wasn’t enough. you felt like all your bones were about to break.

“keep breathing amor…you’re almost there” damian kept saying.

you knew he wanted nothing but to comfort you because he hated seeing you in so much pain but his continue praises were tiring you out and you couldn’t keep it anymore.

“you’re doing so good mi vida…” you could tell he was excited too, he couldn’t wait to meet your baby girl and you saw tears already forming in his eyes but you didn’t care, you needed him to shut up.

“damian…” you whispered

“yes mi vida?”

“shut up…” you said between pushes.

his face was priceless. he was between being amused and shocked and hurt. he had no idea what he was feeling.

your doctor laughed at your reaction, telling damian that it was normal and that you didn’t really mean it. of course you didn’t mean it but you were in so much pain that honestly you didn’t care about your husband’s feelings in that moment.

all you wanted was to get through to that painful moment.

damian kept his mouth shut but his hands wouldn’t leave your back and shoulders. he knew you didn’t mean it and that you were only reacting in that way, because you were feeling something he couldn’t even imagine.

it took you so many pushes and tears and only one hour later your babygirl was born. it was the moment the nurses cleaned her a bit and handed you your daughter for the first time that you felt the world stop for a moment.

she had damian’s eyes and it was like a mini him.

“hi princess…” you said in your sweetest voice, not being able to contain the tears of joy that were running freely on your face.

damian broke down too when he saw her. how tiny she was.

“she’s perfect…” he said and you nodded “she’s ours…” and you smiled at him.

he truly didn’t care that you were covered in sweat and tears, he was so happy that he gave you the most passionate kiss of his life.

“te amo mi amor…” he smiled at you and you tiredly smiled back.

“why don’t we let mommy rest while we clean her up? and daddy can give you the first bath” your doctor proposed and you nodded, too tired to even talk.

damian nodded too.

too deep into his beautiful daughter’s eyes, he was lost and you fell in love 10 times harder when you saw the look on his face.

you were glad you could finally rest. once you were cleaned and hydrated again you finally fell asleep and when you woke you saw damian cuddling his newborn to sleep.

“mom just woke up…” damian said as he handed you your daughter.

“in all of this chaos we didn’t even name her” you laughed as you watched as her tiny hands tried to reach your face.

“how was this pregnancy?” damian asked sitting next to you.

“painful. i’m not calling my daughter pain just for your information” you laughed and he laughed too “but it was also scary and very emotional…won’t miss my crazy hormones…but in the end it was all worth it” you smiled looking at her.

“so?” damian knew you had a name you just needed to find the courage to say it out loud.

“camelia…its origins is greek, it’s inspired by the flower and it means beauty and grace…just like she is, beautiful and gracious…” you said looking down at her.

“i think it’s perfect” damian smiled.

he watched the way you fed your daughter, enchanted by your strength and determination and he knew he couldn’t ask for anything else.

[bitchinbarzal]

I was thinking… Mama B and Mat’s first time having sex after their break is either going to be fucking hot or emotional af

warnings: sex, smut, dirty words 18+ ONLY

When you let Mat into the house, you were tiptoeing around him as if he wasn’t your husband.

You locked the door behind him, turning to head back to bed and stopped, faced with his broad chest. You’d noticed in your time apart Mat had clearly been hitting the gym.

His arms were bigger and in the few times he’d taken his shirt off to hold Wyatt to rock her to sleep, you’d taken a lot of notice to his more defined abs.

Your hand rested on his chest, taking notice of how much harder his peck was now.

“Mat…” you mumble, his index finger hooks under your jaw and tilts your head up to look at him.

When you make eye contact he smirks softly “Hi babygirl”

“Bedroom” is all you say, dragging his hand as you flee up the stairs, careful to not be loud enough to wake the kids.

Mat shoves you into the room, closing the door behind him. The door clicks shut softly, Mat trying to additionally listen for any noise from the babies while also staring at you in complete and utter awe.

That’s my wife.

Once he knew he was in the clear, he lunged forward to you on the bed. Lips on yours and panting heavily.

His hands felt heavy, squeezing your boobs through the soft fabric of your pyjamas. The pyjamas you’d deemed your ‘mom clothes’ as they were typically covered in something that Wyatt had thrown up.

"My beautiful girl" he muttered against your skin, teeth nipping at the flesh making you moan lowly.

The soft fabric of your pyjama shorts is pushed upwards to your hips as far as it will go, Mat’s fingertips dig into the flesh of your hips.

Mat pulled back and stared at you, your eyes following his. He frowned and before you could ask what was wrong he pulled your legs towards him so you moved down the bed.

“Too many clothes” he muttered, head dipping down to make work of pulling your shorts off with him teeth and throwing them across the bedroom.

There he stared at your panties, a dumb smile on his lips “better”

A gasp fell from your lips upon feeling his lips peppering kisses up your thighs, each one closer to your core.

He bit softly at a soft spot for you and you moaned lowly

He pulls away chuckling “Quiet, baby don’t want to wake the kids”

You smack the top of his head lightly and he laughs against your leg “I missed this pretty pussy”

His index finger trails over your panties, making you squirm “Mat” you whimper “Please”

“Please What?”

You whine again at his teasing “Mat I want you to fuck me”

“Oh yeah?” He smirks “You want me to fuck you, babygirl?”

Oh he wanted to play this game.

Lifting yourself off the bed and onto your elbows you bat your eyelashes at him “Fuck me, daddy”

You didn’t have to ask him twice, your panties had been discarded onto the floor somewhere but he wasn’t too concerned as he works two fingers inside of you, opening you up for him.

“Gotta get you ready for me, eh? Been a while”

While it was sexy talk, part of you frowned at Mat’s sentence. He sounded somewhat insecure, like he didn’t believe you hadn’t been having sex.

You looked up at him “All yours, Mat, I’m always yours”

With that confirmation you saw him physically soften. The moment was broken when he pushed his fingers even further into you, you let out a loud moan even surprising yourself.

You bit your fingers trying to stop the noise you were making.

Mat was so amused and turned on watching you come undone beneath him. He’d been thinking about this moment for a very long time.

He drank in the moment, looking at your figure sprawled out across the bed, fingers gripping at the sheets desperately while you moaned his name over and over again.

“You look so pretty like this babygirl, all laid out for me”

Last time he had you like this you were eight and a half months pregnant, belly taking up majority of your personal space. He loved seeing you so full with his baby.

“Mat, Mat c’mere” you whine, pulling him up so he is face to face with you. Your panting, wetness between your thighs is slippery.

“What is it baby?” He asks, continuing to press kisses onto your jaw.

“I want it” you mumble, hands on either side of his face.

His eyes widen and he smirks "You want it? you wanna be full of me?"

You nod, almost embarrassed at how fast "Always wanna be full of you Mat”

His cock twitched at your words having waited so long to hear them again, he grunts as his hands fumble to remove his belt from his jeans. Pulling out his cock, already hard and slapping against his lower stomach.

You reach your arms out, looping your hands around his neck and pulling him into a kiss, swallowing his moans as he pushed himself into you.

Mat feels you squirming around underneath him, trying to adjust to the sheer size of him once again. You throw your head back against the soft bedding allowing Mat access to your chest.

Your moans only get louder when his tongue swirls around the bud of your nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking softly. Your boobs were especially tender now you were breastfeeding.

When he lets go with a pop he smiles at you dumbly and continues to thrust into you.

“So tight for me, baby”

You moan in return, chanting out his name like it was a song.

“Oh Mat, Oh baby”

His thrusts became faster, setting a quick pace knowing how short he was on time and that Wyatt would be awake soon enough and he’d have to go back to sharing you.

The faster he got, the harder your nails scraped against his back. Your legs locked behind his back.

“Want me to fill you up, baby? Eh? You wanna be full of me?” You only whimpered in response, your eyes screwed shut.

Mat laughed and reached his hand up to trail his thumb across your bottom lip

“You’re so perfect for me babygirl, my perfect wife”

His cock started to push against that spot inside of you that made your legs go weak, your whines turning into full on moans.

“I’m gonna- Mat I’m close” you whine, opening your eyes to look at him. He’s hovering above you, his hair is stuck to his forehead with the sweat. His eyes are screwed shut and you take in the look of pure bliss on his face.

He’s moaning lowly under his breath and You mumble “Let me hear you”

That alone makes him grown and push into you harder, his thumb has now situated itself firmly on your clit making your eyes roll to the back of your head and you moan

“I’m gonna- you’re gonna…”

He chuckles “Come for me, baby… come for daddy”

His words mixed with the sensitivity of his thumb on your clit makes you moan out, coming all over his cock. Your legs are twitching as his thrusts soften and he spills into you with a loud groan.

He pulls out, falling down beside you on the bed. Your hand reached up and pulls his head to yours so you can kiss him

“Welcome home baby”

[sanchoi21]

Irresistable

Toji Fushiguro x Reader

Warning: It's more of a story written by the reader in her diary, mentions of attachment to a married man Toji and sex but mostly it's just fluff. Art not mine. Credit goes to the artist.

That day I fell in love with a man. But to my demise, he was a married man, a man that I shouldn't touch, as he never belonged to me. I kept him away for a long time, but he was always there at the back of my mind. I just couldn't help but think about him. Think about how kind he is, how beautiful he is when he smiles, he's really cute when he eats, I just couldn't help but think about him all the time. I craved for him and secretly yearned for his love. I tried to avoid him, but he always, somehow found me and reached out to me. I soon came to know that he was single, as his wife had died a long time ago, I am terrible person because I felt relieved, but I knew his heart could never be mine, as it was long gone with her.

I had decided to myself, to not fall for him anymore than I already had, but he just made it so much difficult for me to not to. He used to help me with my work, chat with me in his free time, ask me to go shopping with him for his son's birthday, ask me to dinners, and sometimes even for some drinks when we both had tiresome days. What was I supposed to think about all these signs?? He is just so irresistible, that I can't stop myself anymore, so one night when we both were drinking at his home, I kissed him, on the lips. I couldn't help it, loving him from the bottom of my heart and on top of that being drunk, didn't help me from kissing his soft pink lips. I kissed him as if this is the first and the last time I could ever do it. Maybe we won't even be friends after this, who knows, but I didn't care I just needed him to be mine.

But to my surprise, he kissed me back with more heat. As his hands travelled up and down my body, I was losing my mind, bit by bit. His lips, moved towards my neck to give it a peck, but I stopped him.

Y/n: T-Toji... S-stop it. You know very well that I-I can't r-resist you.

Toji: Then, why are you resisting?? I don't remember asking you to resist me, did I??

Y/n: I thought you loved your wife and couldn't get over her even after her death.

Toji: I did love her in the past, but now you are the one that I love, so will you be mine, doll??

Y/n: W-what?? S-say that again!!

Toji: I love you, my babygirl, so it's alright if you let go of all your restrains and just jump on me, if it's fine with you??

Without saying anything further I hopped on his lap, straddling him. He felt so heavenly underneath me, that I subconsciously started grinding my hips on his well toned abs and his growing bulge. He kissed me passionately as I was getting heated by looking at sweaty appearance and by the actions we were doing.

That night, he engraved his love in my body as I continued to mark him as mine. It was the best night of my life, abd I knew rhat there are more such to come.

This evening as I peacefully sat beside my sweet husband Toji in the gallary of our apartment, drinking the coffee made by him, I recollected all these memories as I am very happy and glad to finally have met my soulmate. Our sson Megumi is also as sweet and cute as always, he soon had warmed up too me and calls me mom. Though Toji and Megumi bicker all the time, I can't help but laugh and interfere their childish fights. Thanks, dear diary, I really love my family and I'll cherish and protect them forever.

- Toji' wife, Y/n.

[daincrediblegg]

okay your turn if nobody else has asked: TOP FIVE JH CHARACTERS GO

... girl... how does one choose? how does one??? when there are so many beautiful boys??? ok. OK I'll give it a shot.

5. Captain Crow - The Sea Beast This film is just incredible on every front. One of my favorite concept artists worked on it (which I did not know until a few weeks ago but now that I know I feel like kicking myself because I REALLY SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THEIR STYLE WELL ENOUGH BY NOW). But I remember watching this, and screaming when the credits began to roll because WAIT?!?!?! THAT WAS JARED HARRIS??? OH!!! WHAT A DELIGHT!!! I LOVE THAT GUY!!!! (oh babygirl wait a few months it's gonna hit you so bad). He's great. I hope we see more of him in the sequel that would be great for me.

4. Hari Seldon Honestly. What a little shit. "But Egg," you might ask "If he's such a little shit why is he on here?" well. He's hot. Really I am not over how hot this dude is. I know I couldn't fix him not in a million years. But idk. Something about him always makes my brain go brrr. So he's on here. Also I just love how fucking atypically written this show is and I have a wee soft spot for asimov. They didn't have to cast Jared as Hari and make him unbelievably hot. But they did. And he's so enigmatic. I love that.

3. John Lennon Egg's love for Jared Harris Origins. I was a Beatles girlie, ok? I'm not ashamed to admit that. It was my introductory fandom experience at the ripe old age of baby, and I really ate it up. I remember going into this movie being like "oh it's some dumb TV movie about John and Paul how good can it be?" Very good, as it turns out. And having assigned myself a John Lennon girlie I literally could never get over this depiction. The mannerisms, the fucking tripped-out way he philosophizes in conversation, the softness, and ofc the old friends tension. Jared got it all. Of course I'd seen him in stuff here and there, but this was the one that cemented him as a beloved actor in my mind for me (I literally re-wound the kiss scene as well like 20 times don't judge me but that awakened some stuff in me). Been following him ever since.

2. Lane Pryce - Mad Men This dude broke me for real. I didn't get into Mad Men until college, and binged it all on my friend's hulu account. And lemme tell ya. Did NOT see his final episode coming. Did not. And it made me genuinely weep. He was a highlight in the show. He was one of the only guys I could actually say is a good dude in that show, and he deserved so much better than he got in the end. I look at him and I'm just like... leave ur wife. Leave your job. Lets just go out of this capitalistic hellscape. I want to make him Well. I will love him forever for how he just completely destroyed me.

1.Francis Crozier / Valery Legasov - HA! you thought I was not going to tie them? WRONG! I can't keep these bad bitches apart.

Francis really needs no explanation at this point. I am so actually genuinely in love with him I'm writing a whole ass gothic romance novel of a fic for him, as you all know (and which has summarily turned out a BANGER of a modern AU as well). I made a bloody self-insert oc for him. Gothic Cinema is literally my favorite genre and Francis is the most Gothic Hero of all time, honestly (well besides Valery obviously). The serotonin he continually gives me makes my meds redundant. He is my sweet husband who I love with my whole life and that's that.

And Valery? sorry you can't put a babygirl of a man like that in front of me and not expect that I would want to jump his bones like? Not only is the constant existential dread relatable, but as much as people tell him he's not brave, he IS without a doubt, and honestly, just by virtue of uttering the most iconic logline ever fucking created he deserves this spot on this list. Both of these dudes make my soul ascend in a certain way not just with how brilliantly they were written, but with how incredibly Jared executed them (for which I want to kill the academy for not giving him awards on either). Top Beloveds forever and ever and ever amen.

[imonabitchparade]

It is Cruelty She Wants

Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Frankie Morales x afab wife!reader (third person)

Warnings: BDSM elements, orgasm denial, slightly mean Frankie, crying, one (1) pussy slap, unprotected sex, creampie, bad communication skills, a hint of eavesdropping. Not beta’d. We die like Tom here. Uhhhhhh idk what else. Proceed with caution.

Word Count: 2,600

Summary: Frankie overhears you talking to a friend on the phone about how much you love him and how sweet and soft he is in bed. He also hears about how you wish he would just let loose and fuck you until you cry.

A/N: I’ve literally never written a fic before in my life nor have I posted anything of significance here and the FIRST thing I write is self-indulgent smut???? My excuse is that I’m ovulating.

18+ Under the cut

She was tied spread-eagle to the bed with a blindfold over her eyes. She trusts Frankie implicitly. She took an excited, shuddering breath. Her naked chest heaved. Her pussy was already wet in anticipation. Frankie stood at the end of the bed. His eyes roamed over his wife's beautiful body. He couldn't wait to give her the endless, torturous pleasure that she wanted from him. She said she wanted him to be mean, oh, he'll be mean. He stepped forward.

He lightly ran his fingers over her open, wet pussy lips. She gasped loudly and her legs pulled at the restraints to close. His teasing touch was unbearable. She mewled as she felt his weight dip down on the bed between her spread legs. She knew she was in for it now. His fingers continued their teasing ticklish dance over her sensitive pussy. Just barely touching her.

"God, you're so wet," he whispered, "Look at that pretty pussy." She moaned breathily as the puffs of his words caressed her pussy just as lightly as he was. Then, she heard the click of the vibrator. Frankie chuckled darkly as she tensed in anticipation.

"You like this little toy, don't you?" He teased her. She flinched as she felt the air vibrating just above her exposed clit. He was hovering the vibrator right over the sensitive nub.

"Yes!" Her voice came out in a breathy moan.

"Ohhh... You love it when your husband plays with you like this, don't you?" He growled.

"Mmm hmmm," she mumbled.

"But I'm not going to let you cum." He said huskily.

She whimpered in disappointment.

"I want you to beg me for it first."

With that, he descended on her clit with the small bullet vibrator. He circled her little pearl repeatedly as she squealed and moaned. Her hands and feet pulled at fluffy handcuffs that kept her tethered to the bed. She couldn't escape the delicious torture provided by her husband.

Frankie grinned an evil grin as he led the vibrator down to her quivering opening. He circled it a few times. She whined incoherently. He then nudged the underside of her clit with the vibrator. She shrieked and jolted. He chased the sensitive spot as she tried to get away. He grabbed her hips with his left hand and held her pussy in place as he wiggled the vibrator mercilessly under her clit. She moaned and cried his name as her hips tried to squirm under his strong hold.

He chuckled again at the state of her. "Aw babygirl! You just can't get away, can you?" He spread her pussy lips and set to circling her clit with the vibrator again. She cried out loudly and her head thrashed from side to side on the pillow.

"This is what you wanted babygirl. You wanted me to ruin you. You told me to make you cry and I don't see tears yet." She could feel his molten gaze on her through the blindfold. All she could do was whine.

Frankie knew he had her completely in his power. And there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. She whimpered and squirmed. Her fingers clawed at the fluffy handcuffs. Her climax was coming, and it was going to be devastating. Nothing she did would help her escape her fate.

Except for Frankie pulling away the vibrator.

The sound she made was between a whine and a cry. Whatever it was pitiful.

"Ooooh, babygirl!" He mocked cruelly. The smile in his voice was clear. "You were so close, weren't you?" He slapped her pussy lightly, but it was enough to make her squeal. The wet sound of his hand hitting her echoed in the bedroom.

"I have a new toy for us sweetheart." She felt him shift on the bed. Her labored breathing hitched.

She felt him nudge her entrance with something. She gasped at the sensitivity.

"You remember that toy I saw you lookin' at a couple of weeks ago?"

She hummed a high-pitched "mmmhmmm" as he rubbed the toy on her sex. It was smooth silicone. Long, medium thickness, curved, and if her foggy brain remembered correctly, pink. That fucking sleek vibrator that he had caught her looking at on her laptop. She had squeaked and immediately shut it in embarrassment.

She moaned out loudly as he slowly sunk the toy into her. It was good. Really good. Not as good as Frankie but god did, she feel deliciously full after so much teasing and denial.

Frankie flicked the vibrator on. She squealed in surprise and her hips lifted as much as they could off the bed. Frankie growled as he slowly moved the vibrator inside her pussy. He watched her face contort in pleasure as he pushed deeper into her tight hole.

"Ahh... Ahhhhh," She moaned.

The vibrator brushed against her cervix. It was too much for her to take. She screamed as she was so close to orgasm. Her body convulsed as waves of pleasure rushed through her. Her thighs tried to clamp around his wrist as she fought to keep from losing control. She felt her climax build and peak.

Then, Frankie suddenly stopped. He yanked the vibrator out of her pussy. She nearly sobbed in despair as her orgasm was ripped away from her again. He got up from his place between her legs and placed the vibe on the nightstand.

"What?!" She cried out in frustration. He smiled wickedly.

"Please Frankie. Please... No more. Please. Don't do this anymore." She begged as she shook her head wildly.

"And why would I ever stop? I love making you beg, sweetheart." He said as he leaned down and kissed the corner of her mouth. She whimpered softly, but her hands were still cuffed to the bed.

"No more please, Frankie. Let me cum." She pleaded. He could see frustrated tears wet her blindfold. It was a beautiful sight.

"You wanted this, honey." He said as he lightly nipped her lip. She whimpered as she felt his teeth.

"I need to cum." She begged, "Please Frankie. Please." He groaned as he looked down at his wife. He was aroused as hell. Her body was so beautiful. So sexy. Her pussy was dripping wet. He could smell the scent of arousal clinging to her. He reached down and stroked her pussy with his fingers.

"Please," she whined.

"You know what I think?" He asked her as he fingered her pussy. He knew she was too sensitive from the toy, but he didn't care. He was going to make her come.

"What?" She mewled as she tried to push her hips back toward him.

"I think you just need someone to take control. You have such a brilliant mind babygirl but it's constantly going, isn't it? It won't keep quiet. You worry so much sweetheart." He murmured as he slid two fingers deep into her pussy. She squealed and arched her back as he fucked her with them. "You just need me to take your mind off it all. You need me to fuck you dumb, don't you? I just wasn't mean enough for you, huh?" Frankie's own breathing was getting labored as he fucked into her with his fingers. He was kneeling over her watching her moan and writhe as tears ran down her face from underneath the blindfold. "I heard you talking to Allison the other day. You told her that I've been too nice." He leaned down bringing his body over her. She mewled as she felt the scruff of his patchy beard on the side of her face. "You told her I've been too sweet to you, sweetheart. Is that true?"

"Fr-Frankie," she moaned, "n-no, that's not what I meant." She couldn't stop shaking. Her voice waivered as she tried to tell him how much she loves him and how good he has made her feel. But he wasn't listening. He knows she loves him. He knows she enjoys the sweet, tender love he's given her in the past.

"Tell me sweetheart. Tell me the truth." Frankie said as he gently bit her nipple. She flinched and shuddered.

"Yes, Frankie," she whispered. "It's true."

He pulled back his head and gave her a dirty smirk. "I'm gonna take that blindfold off now, okay babygirl?"

She nodded, unable to speak. She shivered violently as his fingers retracted from her spent and needy pussy. She felt him lift the blindfold. Her eyes widened as she saw his face inches from hers. He smiled at her and then her heart skipped a beat as he brought his tongue out to lick the saltiness from her tear-stained cheeks.

"Look at you, honey," he whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe, "Look at how beautiful you are." He then proceeded to bring his lips down to her neck as he sucked on her. His hand went to her breast, and he tweaked her stiff nipple, causing her to gasp and moan. He lapped at her throat as he continued to suck on her. Her body was slick with sweat and her thighs were painted with her arousal.

"Mmm, Frankie..." she trailed off. She wants to reassure him that he is an excellent lover but his big, warm hands on her were just so distracting.

"That's right babygirl. I'm going to make you cum." He murmured as he pinched her nipple, causing her to buck beneath him. He then brought his mouth back to her breasts and suckled on them. Her toes curled as he teased her nipples.

His hands left her breasts and went to unbutton his pants. She whimpered and looked at him hungrily. He chuckled at her hooded gaze. He released his cock from his pants. His long, thick length was dripping with precum and throbbing in his hand. The head was angry and red while the rest of him looked almost purple from being caged in his pants. He groaned as he stroked himself a few times. She was desperate for him. She whined as she looked at her husband. She wanted to rub her thighs together to soothe the ache. She couldn't.

He kneeled on the bed yet again between her legs. She was so wet. He could smell it as he leaned down to kiss her. She moaned into the kiss and arched her back in anticipation of his touch. He smiled as he caught the tip of his cock with his thumb and index finger and pressed it hard against her slick entrance.

"Take a deep breath babygirl," Frankie said huskily as he slowly started to enter her. She inhaled deeply and let out a blissed-out sigh as his cock pushed its way into her pussy. She was so sensitive from the toy he had used earlier that her body seemed to ache.

"Fuck!" She cried out as he added another inch or so into her. She felt stretched open beyond belief. He was stretching her pussy wide open.

"Don't worry babygirl, I'll make it nice and easy for you." He said as he gripped her hip in his large hand. "I want you to relax now. I know you're excited, but you need to calm down." His voice was a soothing balm to her sticky skin.

She felt him start to move in and out of her pussy. She hadn't even realized she had closed her eyes. He gave her time to adjust to his girth before he increased speed and depth. She moaned and whimpered. He had to clench his teeth and slow his breathing to not cum too fast. She felt heavenly around his cock. She moaned and writhed under him as he fucked her.

Her head was thrown back on the pillow as she struggled to breathe. He could feel her clenching around his cock, milking him. He loved the way her tight pussy hugged him. His breathing quickened as her lustful moans filled their bedroom. She was a woman in heat. The thought was unbearably arousing. He needed to fuck her hard. His cock ached from the pleasure of fucking her tight little pussy. He felt like he would explode any second as his balls drew up tightly. He gripped her hip tightly and began fucking her harder.

"Oh god yes, Frankie," she screamed as he fucked her faster. "You feel so good deep inside me." He groaned as he pushed into her tight hole. He had never been this rough with her. He always worried he would hurt her. He felt feral. Out of control. There was no holding back. This was Frankie's fantasy just as much as it was her own.

He pulled out and slammed back into her pussy with one powerful thrust. She moaned as he bottomed out inside her. Then he did it again, and once more. He was fucking her so hard now that he could barely contain himself. She was moaning and begging for more as he pounded into her. Her hips were squirming beneath him, trying to meet his thrusts despite the restraints. He felt his release building.

"Cum for me, babygirl," He growled in her ear as pounded her g-spot. "Cum for me."

"Oh god yes, Frankie," she screamed. He felt her pussy clamp down on his cock as she came. He kept pounding until his own orgasm overtook him. He gasped as he emptied his load into her pussy. She shook and trembled beneath him as he held onto her. They stayed like that for a moment. He was still buried deep inside her.

Finally, he pulled out and stood up. She was still hazy from her climax. He undid her restraints laughing quietly to himself that Santi's gag gift had come in so handy. He walked into their adjoining bathroom to get a warm washcloth.

She peeled her eyes open as she felt her husband gently wiping down her inner thighs.

"There's my pretty girl." He cooed at her. She gave him a dopey smile. She looked absolutely ethereal. The soft light coming through the curtains blanketed her features in a blue, hazy glow. Her tear-stained expression was one of bliss and happiness. Her body glistened with dried sweat. Frankie smiled and set the washcloth in the bathroom. When he came back into the bedroom, she stretched her arms out and made a cute little grabby motion. How could he not oblige?

He settled in behind her and brought her to his chest. He buried his nose in the back of her neck and wrapped them in the comforter that was slightly damp from their escapades. He inhaled her scent and gently kissed the back of her neck. She shivered and hummed.

"You know I have always loved how you take care of me, Frankie." Her voice was quiet and a little hoarse. "There was nothing wrong with how you have loved me before."

Frankie hummed behind her. The sound rumbled through his chest and through her body that was pressed against his. "I know sweet girl." He smiled into her neck giving her little kisses as he spoke. "You wanted something that you knew I could give you. You knew I was holding back. I love you and you deserve every bit of love I want to give you."

"Thank you, Frankie." She murmured, "I love you."

"And I love you." He whispered in reply. Her heart skipped a beat as she felt a mischievous grin appear on his face. "Those handcuffs Pope gave us finally have a use."

"Francisco Elizabeth Morales!" She whipped her arm back to slap his side as she buried her face in the pillow.

"Elizabeth?!"

[rogerswifesblog]

Hi! We did it!😍

500 people omg! Thank you, thank you, thank you! i'm kinda blown away by this, thank you!

Especially big thanks to @sstan-hoe who brought me into all this, tumblr and writing I mean. 💗

And thank you @jamneuromain and @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory for being such amazing people💗💗💗 I’m happy to have you.

Here’s a little special for y’all<3

I present to you, the…I don’t have a name for that. Prompt-request-special?😂

You can request till 01.01 (I’ll make it longer if many people will take part in it:))

I know I still have many old requests to write, but I’ll put them aside for now and concentrate on the special (sorry for everyone who requested something! It’ll have to wait a bit longer:) )

You’ll find everything under the tag Veras 500 follower special

Special how to;

Rules to request something:

You have to follow me, that’s all<3 ( new followers are welcome)

How to request:

Send me the prompt in my inbox with all information needed;

What character ( Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan characters, but also any other marvel characters are welcome:))

For smut;

-> if dark, con, non-con or dub-con,

-> sub/dom!character or sub/dom!reader

-> I’m open to write interactions between more than two people

-> any specific kinks? Let me know!;)

4. For angst/fluff/comfort:

-> which one of these is it? Or a combination of some of them? [ example angst + fluff, all three? Just angst or fluff? Etc ]

-> happy ending or not?

I think that’s all I needed to say!:)

Have fun looking through the prompts!

And once again, thank you. You’re incredible.

Prompts:

Smut prompts:

„No panties? What a filthy girl.“

“Please baby, I know you can do it. You can give me another one, can’t you baby? For me, please?”

„You wanted it that way“🐆

“Stop being a cry baby, your pussy’s weeping just fine” 🐆

“Did I give you permission to do that?”

“You look so beautiful when you come”

“Don’t stop”

“Sweetheart, tears don’t work on me. You can cry as much as you want.”

“I know you can do it. give me another one. Just one more.” 🐆

“Stretching this pretty little hole, splitting you open.”

“Where’re you going? I’m not done with you yet”

“Sweetheart I can’t pull out, with your legs around me. You want me to fill you?”

“Fucking take what you deserve”

“You’ll let me fill you up?” 🦩

“Mmm, just as good as I thought”

“You’re so pretty when you sleep”

“Come on, show mommy/daddy how much you want it”

“Mmm, yes…Mommy/daddy likes it when you beg”

“Don’t hide that cute face from me. I wanna see all of you…look at me. Show me those pretty eyes”

„Fine, but you won’t like the consequences.“🐆

“Aw, it hurts? too bad. You’re gonna keep taking it as long as I want you to.“

“Do you really think you can escape me?”

“Run.”

“Come here, take a seat.”

“Come on, sweet boy, fill me up”🦩

„My eyes are up here“

“Shh it’s okay, just go back to sleep”

“Keep talking shit and i’ll have to gag that mouth of yours.”

“So good for us, letting us stuff you full”

“Such a brat. You sure you wanna tempt me?”

„good girl—that’s a good fucking girl.”

“Stuff me full with your cum”🦩

“Baby, i could do this all day.”

“What would your husband/wife say if he/she saw you like this, huh?”

“That’s what you like, huh? Having your holes stuffed?”

„Go on. Take the call. Talk to your sweet wife/husband while daddy/mommy fucks you“

“God, you’re so sweet, my babyboy/babygirl”

„I swear I can’t get enough of you.“

“I know you can do better”

“You look so pretty like this.”

“shh, be quiet, you don’t want the others to hear, do you?”

“You like it when i fuck you like this? yeah you do.”

“Don’t be shy now, sit on my face.”

Angst/fluff/comfort prompts:

↑ Let me know what it is ↑

„Come here, let me hug it away“

“I’m here. I’ve got you.”

“Say it again, please”

“I need a hug”

“God I love you so much” (“you do what?”)

“Don’t worry, they’ll love you”

“You’re baking cookies for me?”

„I think I want to marry you“

„You’re so beautiful, do you know that?“

„You make me so happy.“

“Who did this to you?”

„Let me help you. Please.“

„What are you talking about? I’ll never leave you“

„do you really mean it?”

„Don’t go, please, don’t go“

“Oh Baby what did you do?”

“How could you?”

„Please don’t leave me“

„I think you just need a hug.“

„Tell me what happened“

“I thought you don’t like cuddles?” ( bonus: “it’s not cuddling, it’s a hug. There’s a difference.” ) 🐆

“Don’t fucking touch me”

“I don’t deserve you”

“Please, let me go”

“Why haven’t you been eating?”

“I can’t do this anymore”

“For how long?”

“Oh god-it’s-it’s you-you’re my-“ 🦩

“Don’t close your eyes-stay with me”

“When was the last time you ate?”

“No, no, no-you’ll be okay, you hear me? You’ll be okay.”

“Help me”

“What can I do to be enough for you?”

„I’m just…so tired…“ (bonus: „it’s okay, you can go to sleep now. I’m here.“)

“Sweetheart what are you doing in there?”

“I don’t think I can forgive you”

„It doesn’t hurt anymore….that’s not good, right?“

“Do you hate me?”

“Tell me the truth”

„You lied to me….You knew I wouldn’t do it otherwise…“

„I don’t believe you.“

„You disgust me“

„Please, don’t-don’t do it“

„You? Of all people-why you?“

„I can’t even look at you.“

„just-Just fucking Go! Go! I don’t want to see you again!“

„Don’t worry, darling, we‘ll take care of you.“

„If you leave now, you don’t have to come back at all“

“Don’t-just….just don’t”

„It’s okay-I’m-I’m okay.“

„I’m in the arm of my first love…there’s not a better way to go.“

“Goodbye.”

[thatqueercookie]

Got tagged by @luckshiptoshore (I've got the same first two as you)

8 shows to get to know me!

1. What We Do In The Shadows. This show really does have it all. A queer vampire polycule. A couple that's been together for 300 years and is still in love. The absolute BEST will-they-won't-they on television bar none. Guillermo's character arc is the best growth I've seen in a character in some time. It's hella sexy at all times. Everyone is so perfectly flawed and complicated. This show has inspired me to write more fanfiction than any show ever has! Also it's HILARIOUS, and tragic.

2. Our Flag Means Death. This is the sweetest purest love story and reminds me that no matter what you hate about yourself, or what others hate about you, there is someone out there who will love you for all those things! The representation is off the charts in this show and my love for every single babygirl member of the crew is immense. The only downside in the fandom is the discourse about Izzy. Like seriously, just let him be a part of the narrative. He's fun to hate and he's fun to play with in crack fic/art.

3. Doctor Who. This show will always and forever pretty much be my religion. The messages of love and intelligence over brute force and cynicism are so great. And the message that every single soul in the universe MATTERS and is important and unique and beautiful. And these messages are delivered through a gender fluid intergalactic nerdy tour guide with an infectious sense of WONDER for everything who takes you through time and space battling fascism and capitalism in a mess of camp effects and plot holes. I have seen all the classic and new series and I'm working my way through the Big Finish audios and EDA books.

4. The X-Files. Probably one of the best shows the small screen has ever seen. It's scary, it's suspenseful, it's funny, it's romantic, it's smart. It has simultaneously the longest non-sexual, emotionally intimate marriage AND the ultimate sexual slowburn. I could (and have) watch every episode a million times and enjoy them just as much every time.

5. Star Trek. I love every iteration of Star Trek, but The Original Series is my absolute favorite. It just gives me so much hope for the future. That someday, after all the human race's growing pains, after all the war and the racism, sexism, and homo/transphobia, after the greed and the poverty and pollution, we'll LEARN. We can be better. We'll explore and we won't explore to conquer or assimilate; we'll explore to learn about life and it's complexities and become even better versions of ourselves. And the friendship and sense of family on the Enterprise is just so beautiful. Also Kirk/Spock are the best definition of soulmates I've ever seen. The alien cultures within the world of Star Trek are just so well built and thought out (much better than in Star Wars). As an anthropology major, this FACINATES me.

6. Good Omens. The longest truest love story you have ever seen and one of the only (alleged) representations of romantic asexuality I have ever seen. Aziraphale and Crowley, an angel that doesn't fit in in heaven and a demon that doesn't fit in in hell but they fit with EACH OTHER and they love earth so dearly. It's humanism vs. religion and we win.

7. BBC Ghosts. I'm a sucker for the found family trope and this show does it so well. They're FORCED to become found family because there is literally no way for them to leave. All the ghosts are such nuanced (and autistic) characters and Mike is the best husband. He's so supportive of his wife and her crazy ghosts. BTW the U.S. version can go suck eggs in hell.

8. Willow. A return to the fun fantasy genre and the power of love and friendship that doesn't take itself too seriously. It's also a sapphic's dream! A demi-masc princess and her lady knight in a love story that kiss in the very fist episode? YES PLEASE! And Elora may be the chosen one but she sure does suck at it at first, and I LOVE that about her! The chosen one shouldn't be a perfect magic user, they should need to learn like anyone else. And THRAXUS BOORMAN!!!! Witty, slutty, leggy, longhaired, bisexual scoundrel who deserves to be in every single fucking scene! BUT RIGHT NOW IT'S ON THE KNIFES EDGE OF CANCELLATION SO GO SUPPORT IT ON DISNEY+ RIGHT NOW!

tagging: @someguywife , @indashadows , @glitter-mouse , @blakbonnet @bootlegsun , @nandorisms

[patrochillesvibes]

Any HCs on modern AU Achilles dressed and going out as Pyrrha? Do you think it also serves as a kind of kink for Patroclus? I'd love to hear your thoughts on this.

Modern AU Pyrrha genderplay…

I have a lot more Iliad/TSoA HCs on this BUT

They are both into genderplay and, yes, it all ties back to Pyrrha.

Achilles is very beautiful and has great hair. His friends, they’re all women, do a lot of shopping, salon, and spa trips. (A lot of people HC Achilles as being friends with the Iliad cast. I don’t. The only people he actually “hung out” with were the handmaidens). He’s not the Gay FriendTM. He participates in their “feminine” activities because why the fuck can’t he (as a typical brat/white male, he doesn’t like the word ‘no’). Aside from regular facials and pedicures, he’ll get makeup done and updo’s and whatnot. Because of his striking looks, pics of him will often be featured on salon IGs. He thinks these beauty treatments make him even more enticing. Pat could not agree more.

((Not really my personal HC, but I think Pyrrha came about in college. There was some sort of Greek rush, local charity event, or “fun gay bar” night out where he ended up dressing in drag. He looked good and enjoyed it. I can also see him dressing up as Paris Hilton for one Halloween as he used her catch phrase, “that’s hot,” ironically and so was dubbed Pyrrha (fire – hot).))

Achilles’ default attire and presentation is Jock masculine, usually with a slutty edge. Some days he includes more feminine pieces (usually accessories like earrings) and a touch of makeup here and there.

Achilles has a fantastic ass, and he knows it. He likes to wear lingerie to show it off. For play, he’ll also wear stockings and/or high heels. This is more of a treat for Pat’s foot fetish. Neither the lingerie nor the high heels are really Pyrrha related. It’s partially part of their genderplay, but mostly just Achilles being his usual GNC-self.

Pyrrha’s cue is really the makeup. If Achilles is wearing makeup, then he’s either getting into Pyrrha headspace or is already there. Makeup does include perfume. He has several fragrances for Pyrrha. (Pat of course finds the scents sensual.) Achilles always uses a falsetto with Pyrrha.

((Not really my personal HC, but I think Pat would be introduced to Pyrrha either on a day when Achilles felt in the mood to wear makeup or a drag/Halloween thing with the girls. It started off, in Pat’s mind, as a silly roleplay gag, but then he found himself to be super turned on, and he got the best bj in his life. Bcs honestly, there is nothing better than glossy red lips wrapped around your cock though ruined makeup on a wrecked face from fucking the life out of her is a close second. And that’s how Pat really got into Pyrrha.))

If it’s a night in, then Pyrrha has her makeup on and maybe some lingerie.

If it’s a night out, Pyrrha will probably wear something more “feminine.” This might be a bodysuit with daring cuts, leggings, heels, or skirts. It varies from a somewhat femme look to full-on drag. Pat is a big fan of skits because it provides easier access 😉 It really all depends on whether they're going to a club or to a nice restaurant.

Pyrrha loves to go out. She loves getting very handsy with Pat and practically hangs off his arm. She loves to work him up and tempt him to put a hand up her skirt or grab her ass. She loves being admired it's one of the reasons she likes to be Phyrrha bcs feminine clothes are so much more revealing and complimentary. She likes to tease the audience. She enjoys the lustful gazes, especially from hypocrites who are transphobic. But she also loves to show off that Pat's her husband. Sorry ladies, he's off the market. Going out is also another way for her to brag and mark her territory.

Pat will address her as Pyrrha and use she/her pronouns. Wife/girlfriend/babygirl will also be heavily used (and good girl, of course 😈). Dirty talk will feature a lot of “pussy” (it’s your pussy, your pussy feels so good, your pussy tastes so good, want me to fill up your pussy, are you wet for me, you like my pussy, this pussy is yours, come in my pussy). It gets them both hot.

Pyrrha is also something of a roleplay persona. Sometimes on date nights they will meet separately at a bar and pretend to be either strangers or meeting for a blind date. It took Pat a bit to work on his improv for this (and in general, it took a while for him to master his dirty talk and flirting technique). The second timed they roleplayed strangers-at-a-bar, a random woman cornered Pyrrha in the hallway to the bathrooms to see if she was okay and if she needed help getting away from “that creep.” Pyrrha thought it was hilarious. Pat, not so much. Besides embarrassing, it made him more self-aware of their behavior when they did their ‘play’ outside the bedroom. Needless to say, Pat has been someone more cautious since.

Pat doesn’t directly ask for Pyrrha or to do some genderplay. On salon days he might ask if he’ll be seeing her later. Achilles usually teases back with a “maybe.” Every so often Pat will see a sexy feminine outfit and picture Pyrrha in it (if it’s in a store sometimes he’ll even buy it). When he gets home he might whisper “I’ve been thinking about your pussy all day” or “I can’t stop thinking about your wet cunt wrapped around my cock.” It usually does the trick.

A favorite roleplay/fantasy of Pat’s is boss/secretary. For a short period of time Pat had a job where the department he was in had a sort of secretary/administrative assistant who was young, pretty, and, most significantly, blond. He often would lock himself in his office and jerk off thinking about Pyrrha being his secretary and how he’d bend her over his desk or make her suck him off while he sat in his office chair. He eventually shared this, and Pyrrha was more than pleased to try it out at home. Once, she even showed up at work to bring him his “lunch” he “forgot” at home. His bj fantasy was certainly fulfilled that day 😉

When they’re out on a real date, Pyrrha will be referred to as “my wife,” but they don’t typically do husband/wife roleplay scenes. Once they did a 1950’s housewife scene (think Mad Men) with a cocktail dress and lots of sexism. It went really well right up to when the breeding kink popped up and suddenly the dirty talk was about getting Pyrrha pregnant. At first she was ready to come just at the thought of being bred, but once she realized that she can’t actually get pregnant she burst into tears. It was a really bad scene. It took several days and a lot of talking to get through it. Poor Pyrrha.

That's all I got for now.

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Boudoir photoshoot

PAIRING | Husband!Dad!Young!Tony Stark x Wife!Mom!Pregnant!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 3K

SUMMARY | Your wedding anniversary with Tony is coming up, and because of that, you venture out and make a special present for him. After some searching, you decide to go for a boudoir photoshoot, which will make a perfect maternity shoot. When Tony opens the present, he can't believe his eyes, and the two of you never leave the house on the night of your anniversary.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | Established relationship (husband/wife), Use of nicknames (Sunshine, Love/My Love, Babygirl, Sleepyhead), references to being sick (non-explicit)

SMUT | Dirty talk, daddy kink, breeding/pregnancy kink, lactation kink, hair pulling, oral (F receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!).

A/N | I won't lie; these two have my heart, and I am so happy to bring more of this beautiful couple to your screens! This was an absolute hoot to write, and I want to thank @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading and the continuous support while writing this! You're an angel, and I'm very happy to call you my best friend! Thank you for everything you do for me and my blog. I couldn't do any of it without you, and I love you deeply 💜

EVENTS Masterlist | @fluffbruary Fluffbruary '24 | Photography Masterlist | @sweetspicybingo Sweethearts | Perfect

Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | Photo: Source

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist

It's a peaceful morning for you and your husband, Tony, as you spend quality time together in bed. Now that your twins, Hudson and Orion, are nine years old, you have a lot more time in the mornings to enjoy each other's attention, and you're getting a lot since you're pregnant with your third baby. Tony can't keep his eyes - or hands - off you and your belly, constantly showering you with nothing but love and praise.

You're currently straddled on Tony's lap as he's sitting with his back against the headboard, and you're wearing nothing but a pair of panties and a football jersey that spans pretty tightly over your belly, showing it off perfectly. Both yours and his hands are on it as you're feeling your son kick, making you giggle in response.

''I still can't quite believe I'm going to have another little miracle baby with you,'' Tony says with a large grin as he leans in to capture your lips, but before he can reach them, you hear a knock on the door, and your daughter Orion's soft voice through the door.

''Mommy? I'm not feeling so well,'' she says softly, and your heart breaks as you hear it. You try to gracefully climb off Tony's lap before opening the bedroom door for your daughter. She walks in and immediately wraps her arms around you, and all she wants is some time with you as you hear her soft sniffles.

''Can you tell me what's wrong, Babygirl?" you say with a concerned voice as you carefully tuck some hair behind her ear. Tony has also gotten out of bed, crouching before Orion to see what's happening with her.

''I-I feel s-sick,'' she tells you, and Tony reaches his hand up to her forehead, feeling to see if she has a fever.

''You're burning up, Babygirl; I will get you some medicine if you go into bed and cuddle with Mommy; how does that sound?'' Tony asks her, and she nods before peeling her arms away from you and grabbing your hand so you can walk her to the bed and climb in with her. When you're both comfortable and pull her close, Tony is on his way to get Orion the medicine, but not before stopping to see how Hudson's doing.

''Good morning, Sleepyhead,'' Tony says as Hudson still wakes up from the night's sleep, but a delighted smile spreads across his features as he hears his Dad. One big difference between your twins is that Hudson is a morning person, while Orion is not, making you laugh each time you think about it.

''Good morning, Daddy! Did you know Orion is feeling sick? She told me her tummy and head hurt,'' Hudson tells him enthusiastically as he sits up in bed before moving into Tony's lap, ready for his morning cuddles.

''I know, Baby Boy; she came to us not too long ago, so now she and Mommy are cuddling in the big bed! But that's why I'm here. Do you want to cuddle with Mommy and your sister? That way, you can all have a big cuddle fest while I make breakfast for all of us,'' Tony tells him, a flood of warmth and love going through him as he looks at his son, a beautiful copy of you.

''Yes, please!'' he says before bringing his teddy bear and Orion's favorite stuffed animal to your bedroom and joining you in bed so Tony can get Orion's medicine.

''Mommy! I'm here to cuddle too!'' he says enthusiastically before climbing in the bed, planting a big kiss on your cheek that has you giggling, and handing Orion her stuffed animal, which she happily accepts.

''Do you guys want to feel your little brother kicking? He's very active this morning, and I know you both enjoy it when he's busy in Mommy's tummy,'' you offer, and they both laugh as your son is kicking while Tony walks in. He takes in the sight of his beautiful wife, his twins, and the baby inside your belly, unable to hold back a few tears of happiness. His biggest dream has come true; he has the family he has always wanted.

''Can you sit up for me, Babygirl? I have your medicine that will make you feel all better soon! After that, you can have more cuddles with Mommy and Hudson,'' Tony says as he walks around the bed, giving his daughter the medicine and a big kiss on her forehead. Now, all that's left to do is wait for it to kick in as the cuddles continue.

When Tony has prepared breakfast, he decides everyone will have breakfast in bed, and not long after he brings it, all of it is gone.

''How're you feeling now, Babygirl?'' you ask Orion after she ate her breakfast, already feeling much better than when she woke up.

''I'm better now, Mommy,'' she said in a sleepy voice, and it's your cue to bring her to her bed and let her get a few more hours of sleep. Tony will be home today, so you call the school, letting them know Orion will stay home for the day. When that's all done, it's finally time to get ready, as you have an important appointment in the afternoon.

Your second wedding anniversary with your husband, Tony, is coming up in two months, and you've considered what you would give him for the past few weeks. It just so happened that not too long ago, you were having a girl's night with Natasha and Wanda when the topic of a boudoir photoshoot came up, and since then, you've been doing some research about it.

''So, as you know, Tony and I will be married for two years in a few months, and I want to give him something special. Do either of you have any ideas?'' you ask as you sit with your legs stretched out on Natasha's couch, one of your hands resting on your pregnant belly, the other holding a cup of tea.

''What about a boudoir photoshoot? I think it will look very sexy as you're posing in lingerie with that beautiful belly of yours,'' Wanda offers, and you raise a brow at her, as you've never heard of that before. Your interest is immediately piqued, though.

''Boudoir photography is a form of professional photography that is intimate, flattering the curves and beauty of a woman's body. You're dressed in beautiful lingerie, and it will be done in a bedroom setting to enhance the feeling of romance,'' Wanda tells you, and it sounds like the perfect plan.

You have found a reputable photographer by the name of Steve Rogers, who has done this type of shoot before, as well as many different ones, so you're very confident the photos will come out beautiful. You have been hunting for a stunning outfit during the shoot, ultimately finding something that has your heart beating faster as you see it, and you know Tony will love it when he sees the photos.

You have decided on an all-black lingerie set that shows off every curve of your body perfectly while allowing your tattoos to shine, as they'll be the vocal point of the shoot, along with the lingerie and your baby bump. When it's finally time to go, the nerves settle in a bit, but you don't show any of them to Tony; as far as he knows, you'll grab some lunch with Natasha, who has happily said she'll cover for you. The drive to Steve's photography studio isn't far, and you arrive about ten minutes early, giving you plenty of time to go to the toilet before the shoot. You love your son deeply, but the fact that he's constantly leaning on your bladder is something you could happily do without.

As you walk in, you nearly run into a tall man with long, blonde hair, a beard, broad shoulders, and muscles for days. You can't stop apologizing profusely as you didn't look where you were going, almost bumping into the man while looking at your phone to find out where you needed to go.

''I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to- to run into you,'' you tell him, stumbling over your words as the embarrassment rises and a bright red flush covers your cheeks and neck.

''Hey, it's okay! It happens,'' he says, and a kind smile brightens his features. That's when he sticks out a large hand, introducing himself as Steve Rogers, the photography studio owner - and the person taking your photos today. You gladly take his hand, presenting yourself as well. Something about his presence calms you down immediately, and you're suddenly pleased you ran into him, as your nerves are gone completely.

''I'll show you the way to the dressing room, and there's a robe for you to wear if it makes you more comfortable,'' he tells you, and you nod before following him, ready to get dressed into the lingerie and prepared to have the photoshoot. You have done plenty of research, so you know what to expect. It doesn't surprise you to see the professional setup in the studio, where Steve is currently prepping the camera for all the photos.

As soon as you're done, you walk into the studio, leaving the robe behind as you're very comfortable in your skin, and you would have to take it off eventually.

''Where do you want me?'' you ask, and Steve looks up at you, directing you to the middle of the room first, where there's a large bed with white sheets on it, giving it a simple look, but it'll be perfect for the shoot.

''During the shoot, you can take on any position you're comfortable in, and since we're doing half maternity shoot and half boudoir shoot, we will have some more sensual poses as well. We can start on the bed and work our way through the shoot from there; we'll have two hours to do the entire shoot so that we can take out rime,'' he tells you in his soft, calming voice, and you get ready for the shoot. About an hour and a half later, you're all done, and Steve beckons you over to look through the photos, picking out some of your favorites already.

''When is your baby due?'' Steve asks when you're looking through the photos and pointing at the ones that grab your attention. A big smile appears when you think about the little boy growing in your belly, and you happily tell him about the small baby you will have in a few months.

''If everything goes well, we will have a beautiful baby boy in January next year! This will be our third as I've already given birth to the most amazing set of twins,'' you tell him proudly, all while your hands constantly rub your belly. Once the two of you have gone through all of them, you're ready to head home, and two weeks later, the photos are done, and a beautiful album is made, which you'll pick up at Steve's studio to keep a surprise for as long as possible.

The day of your anniversary is here, and you have just put on the new maternity dress you bought for dinner tonight. You have arranged for Hudson and Orion to sleep over at Howard an Maria's house, so you would have the entire evening ready to have an amazing date night with delicious food. But first, you're trying to surprise Tony, as you're getting impatient for his reaction.

''My Love? I have a surprise for you," you tell Tony as you walk into the bedroom as you're getting a look at him with his dress shirt open and his pants low on his hips, giving you the ultimate look at every single ridge and muscle, making you clench your thighs. It's no secret you're constantly aroused when you look at him, but now that you're pregnant it is only intensified, which is something he will happily help you out with.

''Oh, more surprises? I thought that dress was already the biggest one of the night because you look fucking delicious in it, Sunshine,'' he nearly growls, and a wave of arousal flows through you, your panties getting wet at the thought of what he will do to you.

''Yeah, I had this done a while back for you, and I really couldn't wait any longer to show it to you,'' you tell him, handing him the photo album that's wrapped up in red wrapping paper, a golden bow around it to finish it off. The bow and paper are ripped off quickly before he opens it, and is greeted by all the photos of you in some of the sexiest lingerie he's ever seen you wear.

He flips through every single photo before saying anything, taking his time to enjoy every single curve you've shown, every tattoo on display, and every inch of skin exposed in the photos. All while he's getting increasingly more hard in his pants, straining painfully against his boxer briefs by the time he closes the book, his pupils completely dilated with pure lust.

You don't get much time before he has you completely naked on the bed, your thighs spread with his shoulders as his thumb is pressed against your clit, making you writhe with pleasure, his tongue dipping in and out of your entrance as he licks up every last drop of your arousal.

''Hmm, look at this perfect pussy, so tight and delicious for me,'' he groans, and you moan as he continues his earlier actions, your back arching when his arms wrap around your thigh, ensuring you're not going anywhere unless he lets you. He's taking full control of you, and you happily let him.

Broken moans and soft whines leave your lips as your hands grab his hair, pulling hard as he brings you closer to the edge with his tongue.

''D-Daddy, please! Wanna cum for you,'' you whine, and a wicked smile appears on Tony's lips as he looks at you through his lashes, speeding up with his tongue before moving back to your clit and wrapping his lips around it until you're cumming for him. The fact that you call him Daddy only spurs him on more, as he's extremely hard in his pants, his balls full of cum that he can't wait to fuck into you.

''Alright then, cum for me, Sunshine, and when you do, I'll fuck you until you're completely fucked dumb, stuffing you full of every last drop of my cum. Is that what you want? Want Daddy to breed you? Too bad you're already pregnant. Otherwise, I would have gotten you so fucking pregnant tonight!" he tells you between deep groans.

"God, you look so fucking sexy with his belly of yours, carrying our child, going to keep you pregnant forever, Sunshine, breed you so you're always nice and round for me,'' he tells you as his fingers plunge in and out of your entrance, his thumb stimulating your clit. Together with his words, you're cumming with a shout of his name, legs shaking uncontrollably as you grip the sheets to ground yourself.

Once he's worked you through your orgasm, he spreads your thighs again before sitting on his knees and lining up with your pussy, impatient to finally fuck you the way he so badly wants. When you're pregnant, you're practically insatiable, and Tony isn't one to deny you when you're so perfect for him, begging him sweetly to fuck you. With a sharp, well-aimed thrust, he slides in, hitting your sweet spot immediately as your eyes roll back into your head, moaning your name loudly.

''Look at you, Sunshine, already such a fucked out mess for Daddy, and I haven't even fucked you yet,'' he says as he sets a good pace, not too rough as he's trying to take his time. However, it's hard for him as he wants to cum inside you, but he needs one more orgasm before he will even think about himself. You will never be left unsatisfied, not on his watch.

''Such a sweet, wet pussy for me to fuck, Sunshine; we'll make such a mess when I cum for you! Gonna fuck every single drop of my cum deep into this pussy before watching it drip out of you, seeing how beautiful this pussy looks when it's leaking with my cum,'' he says through gritted teeth, his thumb quickly finding its place on your clit since he's very close to cumming.

''And these beautiful tits of yours, they're so fucking perfect, Sunshine! So full of milk for me soon. I can't fucking wait to drink from them again and lap up every single drop of your sweet milk; that's what you want, too, isn't it? To have Daddy suck on these beautiful, heavy, round tits of yours?" he asks, and you let out a broken 'yes' between the moans falling from your lips, though you're not entirely sure what you're saying yes to, the pleasure taking you over completely.

''First, you need to cum for me, Sunshine! Cum for Daddy, and I will stuff you so fucking full with my cum! My balls are so full and heavy for you, just for you, my beautiful Sunshine,'' he tells you before your orgasm washes over you with a force that knocks the air out of your lungs, shortly after followed by Tony, who shoots every drop of his cum deep inside your pussy, just like he told you. When he has worked you both through your highs, he collapses next to you on the bed, all while praising how good you are for him and how perfect you are.

The rest of the night, Tony switches between giving attention to your breasts and sensitive nipples, suckling, licking, and tugging them until you're begging him to stop, and making nothing but love to you as you're celebrating your second wedding anniversary. By the time your alarm shows you it's 5 AM, you're finally being pulled into a deep, dreamless sleep as you're lying in your husband's arms, and you couldn't have wished for a better way to celebrate your love with the love of your life.

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how different avatar characters would reject you ❤️

i saw someone do this with star wars characters like ages ago and randomly remembered it

jake sully: “uhhhhhhh.” paranoidly looks around, fearing neytiri has heard it. starts telling you about his “beautiful wife” and shows you pictures of her

neytiri: would start with her “MY HUSBAND IS TORUK MAKTO” bullshit

neteyam: would try to keep it ‘professional’ and talk himself out of it. “being the first born of the olo'eyktan already comes with many duties….”

kiri: says something dramatic like “you wouldn’t understand me…” in hopes you leave her alone

lo'ak: asks “huh?” and hopes you won’t repeat it (he, in fact, heard you the first time). if you do repeat it, there’s gonna be an even longer “uhhhhhhhhh” than jake’s

spider socorro: looks into the distance and sighs. “…i wish i had a father, who loved me too.”

tonowari: needs a moment to come up with an answer. ends up saying some shit like “the sea is calling for me”, then mysteriously disappears into the water

ronal: is offended you even dared to tell her this. will probably hiss at you (i would never step a foot into the village again if i were you)

ao'nung: get ready to be laughed at, followed by the most brutal “NO???” in history, as if you just said the dumbest shit he’s ever heard. also tells his friends & they make fun of you again 👍🏻

tsireya: smiles at you for a few seconds before answering, while internally she’s like “FUCK.” rejects you nicely tho, you can’t even be mad

miles quaritch: would look at you like 😠 this. straight-up “no” or wouldn’t bother to answer at all

lyle wainfleet: randomly starts flexing and says “i don’t blame you, babygirl.” will brag about it to others

mansk: stone-cold “no.” will never talk to you again

prager: “oh, ok…” proceeds to just make it more awkward and flees the situation, while muttering “i’m too tired for this” under his breath

zdinarsk: would snort, say “nah” and then act like nothing ever happened

this was so fun to do