#he really said look at my freaking beautiful wife

[the-jam-to-the-unicorn]

"My dear OV, I want to thank you. For what you ARE. In my life. (For being you. For being in my life.) For being here now. For your faith in Ukraine and (the) Victory. For strengthening me. For all the years, hours, minutes... And once again for THIS year. For the way you represented Ukraine. For our wonderful children, for OV and KV. I congratulate you on your DN. (Congratulations on your birthday.) I wish you ONE thing. That the day of the victory of the PEOPLE (humans) over the ORCS comes soon in your life. In our life... In the life of all the people. I wish, (I) love, (I) congratulate! Beloved (Darling / Sweetheart / Love) OV, your VO"

Volodymyr Zelenskyy congratulating his wife to her 45th birthday with a traditional birthday post

[rynbutt]

pierced. pt. 6 | spencer reid.

Spencer needed to stop getting in his own way of what he wanted.

you will find the other parts on my masterlist

cw: kissing, suggestive sentence in there somewhere, mentions of alcohol, angst if you squint, flufffff

a/n: aahhh!!!! (smut in the next part)

“She looked like you.”

You stopped stroking your hand through Spencer’s hair at his confession. He had been sitting with you on your couch for almost an hour, his head lying comfortably on the couch cushions as he faced you. You glanced up at him, your brows knitted together.

“Who did?” you whispered gently, twirling a piece of his hair between your fingers.

“One of the victims… in the case we worked,” he clarified, almost hesitating with his words like he was embarrassed to admit it. 

You frowned, “did it… frighten you?”

Spencer shrugged, “I think it made me realise how dangerous my life is. My job is my life and it made me think about all the things that have happened to me and my friends because of this job… Someone was killed in the apartment across from you, and Hotch lost his wife, Y/N. It just… freaks me out a bit.”

You listened to Spencer talk, running a hand through his hair as he admitted to the things that were bothering him. You understood why Spencer was worried, you would be too if you had a job like Spencer’s. He worked to find some of the most dangerous people in the world, you commended him for that. 

You took in a breath, “I would be worried too, Spence. And it must bug you even more than you can’t guarantee the safety of the people you love and care about.”

“It does,” Spencer sighed, his hand reaching out to hold yours.

“Are you trying to tell me something, Spencer?” You asked softly, “you don’t want to see me again?-”

“What? No!” Spencer quickly said, standing up from the couch quickly. “I mean… No, I want to see you again. I want to hold your hand whenever I want and-and go on dates, it’s just-” Spencer let out a soft groan as he rubbed his hands down his face.

“You want to keep me safe?” you asked, standing up to pull Spencer’s hands away from his face. Spencer looked at you, almost amazed at how you knew what he wanted to say.

“Yeah,” he replied, holding your hands gently. “I just wish it was simple.”

You sighed, “I know,” you leaned in to wrap your arms around him in a tight hug, “me too.”

“...I can still see you though, right?” He muttered against your hair.

You chuckled softly, pulling away to cup his face, “of course you can, Spence… We can take things slow, keep everything private… I just want you to be happy.”

Spencer beamed at your answer, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I want you to be happy too.”

Your palms were sweaty as you stood outside Rossi’s house clutching a bottle of wine in one hand while Spencer gently held your other hand. You don’t know why you were nervous, you’d met everyone before. But to be fair, you were slightly tipsy the last time. You spent the afternoon getting ready, styling your hair and doing your makeup nice for the occasion. Spencer came over to pick you up and yes, you may have got distracted against the kitchen counter for a good 30 minutes, but you were finally here.

“Shit, I’m nervous,” you admitted. 

“What? Why are you nervous?” Spencer asked, lifting his hand to knock at the door before stopping himself to look at you.

“I don’t know! I was tipsy the last time I met everyone,” you whisper-shouted the last part, making Spencer chuckle softly. 

“Well,” he stepped down off the top step, standing in front of you, “you look really beautiful and you shouldn’t feel nervous… Garcia has been very excited to hang out with you again and Rossi and Morgan have been bugging me about bringing you along to one of these for a while now.”

You smiled softly, “really?” “Oh yeah,” Spencer replied, “So for the foreseeable future, you’re kind of obligated to come.”

“Oh really?” You raised a brow. “You plan on keeping me around for the foreseeable future?” you teased.

“I mean, I kind of like you,” he teased back, “and you have a nice rack-”

“Spencer!” you punched his shoulder as he giggled like a child. “So vulgar.”

“You like it,” Spencer grinned, putting a hand around your waist and leaning down to kiss you. You cupped his face gently, letting him pull your body tight against his.

“Oi,” Rossi grumbled. You and Spencer shot away from each other. “No kissing on my porch.”

“Sorry, sir,” You squeaked out, quickly scurrying inside as Spencer followed you like a puppy.

You felt her hug before you saw her, Penelope throwing her arms around you in a tight hug. You chuckled and hugged her back, “I haven’t seen you in forever! I keep telling Reid to bring you along to stuff but he always says you’re busy,” she frowned.

You knew half of that was true, your job was demanding and you had four huge projects you were working on and you were thinking about going back to school. The other half was that Spencer was nervous to over involve you in things, partly because he didn’t want to scare you off and because he wanted to keep your dating life fairly private. 

“Yeah, I have been busy, I’m sorry,” you winced.

“Oh, don’t be silly!” Penelope waved you off, “Come on, we’re sitting in here.” Penelope grabbed your hand and started dragging you to the kitchen. Spencer and Rossi followed behind you, Rossi berating Spencer for being late, which Spencer blamed on traffic (liar).

You were met with an outpouring of affectionate greetings as Penelope brought you into the kitchen, which smelled amazing. You placed the bottle of wine down on the counter which JJ and Emily immediately began inspecting.

“Hi, everyone,” you greeted shyly, feeling Spencer’s arm wrap around your waist.

“Hey, lovers,” Morgan grinned cheekily. 

“Oooh,” Rossi picked up the bottle of wine you bought, “good taste in reds, I see.”

“I used to be a bartender. I couldn’t afford to have bad recommendations,” you shrugged.

“Mmm, I like you,” Rossi’s eyes narrowed as he pointed at you. You grinned up at Spencer, letting him plant a soft kiss on your temple. 

Rossi continued to prepare dinner, blatantly refusing to let anyone help him even though he had about four things, all of which smelled amazing. You sat by Emily, JJ and Penelope, letting them ask you a myriad of questions about you and Spencer.

“How long have you two been together now?” Emily asked, leaning her chin on her fist on the counter.

“Uh, about two months,” you replied, thinking for a moment. “But we’re not like, together-together. Just dating.”

“...He hasn’t asked you to be his girlfriend?” JJ asked.

“No, not yet. I think he wants to take things slow,” you said with a smile. Emily, JJ and Penelope shared a knowing look with each other. “...What?”

“Nothing,” Emily shrugged.

“Oh, come on, don’t leave me hanging like that,” you pouted.

“He just talks about you a lot, sweetie,” Penelope grinned, “‘Y/N told me that already’, ‘Y/N makes my coffee better’, ‘No, I’m meeting with Y/N for lunch’, ‘I have plans, I’m hanging out with Y/N’, it’s all the time.”

“I’ve never seen him so happy,” JJ smiled, staring at you sideways. You glanced over your shoulder at Spencer, who was already looking at you. He lifted his hand, waving at you from across the room where he stood with Morgan, Hotch and Hotch’s son Jack.

“He makes me happy too,” you replied with a grin.

“Awww,” Penelope cooed, wrapping her arms around you, “take care of our boy wonder.”

“Dinner is ready,” Rossi sang. “And you are right, it smells divine.”

You sat next to Spencer at the dining table, feeling his warm hand rest on your knee under the table. You smiled to yourself, resting your hand over his. You enjoyed your meal with everyone, revelling in the compliments over your choice of wine. You watched as Jack showed Spencer his dinosaur figurines at the table, your heart fluttering at the sight of Spencer playing with Hotch’s son like he was a big kid himself. 

Once everyone finished dinner, you helped Rossi clean up the table, even after he insisted you sit down and drink some more wine. You ignored his protests and helped him clean up and he made a comment along the lines of, “it’s like arguing with Spencer.”

Spencer ended up helping too, encouraging Rossi to let you and Spencer do the dishes since he cooked all afternoon. Rossi threw his hands up in defeat, sitting back down in his chair and topping off his glass of wine. The two of you stood began cleaning the kitchen and Spencer seemed fussy, like there was something on his mind.

“What’s on your mind?” You asked as you rinsed the clean dishes, soap suds clinging to your forearms. Spencer stopped drying one of the wine glasses, turning to give you his full attention.

“How do you know I’ve got something on my mind?” He asked curiously. 

“I feel like I can read you pretty well, Spence,” you retorted.

“You’d be a good profiler,” Spencer said, bumping your shoulder.

“Yeah, no thanks,” you chuckled, hanging him another dish to be dried. 

A comfortable silence hung in the air before he spoke again, “...how would you feel if… If I asked you to be my girlfriend?”

You stopped what you were doing to look at him, “...You want me to be your girlfriend?”

“...Yeah, I do,” Spencer muttered softly, “only if you want to be my girlfriend, of course,” he quickly said.

Your heart was in your throat, trying to suppress the smile that wanted to break out across your face. “You mean that?”

“Yeah… I really like you, Y/N. And I know we said we wanted to move slowly but it’s driving me crazy not being able to call you my girlfriend, you know?” He admitted, putting the rag on the counter to grab your hands.

“I really like you too, Spencer.”

“So… will you be my girlfriend?” He asked, eyes narrowing with nervousness.

“I��d love to be your girlfriend, Spencer Reid,” you grinned. Spencer let out a breath of relief, unsure of where to put all the excitement building up in his chest. He had no idea how he landed someone like you. He suddenly planted a kiss on your lips, cupping your face in his warm hands.

“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips.

“Why are you thanking me?” you chuckled.

“For giving me your number,” he admitted, “I would have been too nervous to ask for it myself.”

“What can I say,” you shrugged, “you were just too cute to let go.”

Spencer smiled and planted another kiss to your lips, a deeper kiss that made your heart flutter and your toes curl. Your fists held his shirt, pulling him closer. He pushed you against the counter gently, his hand gripping the side of your neck to tilt your head back, deepening the kiss.

“Oi,” Rossi grumbled, louder than the first time he caught you two, “no kissing in my kitchen.”

a/n: Rossi is me

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Caption: [My wife and I got married in Vegas. A little bit because we didn't want to invite any family we didn't like. We got to be like "Ya know Elvis said there is only eight seats, so your homophobic grandma is gonna have to skip this one. I'm kidding of course, I love that she's hateful". Actually when we originally got married, we did get married in Vegas, but we didn't have Elvis do it. Uh my wife wouldn't let me. Something about her dignity (laughs).

But we did go back recently and we had Elvis renew our vows . I love Elvis. (laughs) I freaked out the whole time, like "Hi Mr. King" and he was like "Hi third lesbian couple of my day". And we pulled up to the chapel they were actually finishing up another lesbian wedding that day. Which made me really happy for gay rights, uh, but also way to steal all my thunder ladies on my special day. Elvis and the lesbians was supposed to be our story and now we got to share it with Sarah and Taryn. And they seem nice.

So we had Elvis officiate a good old lesbian vow renewal, you know. He sang, we sang, I cried, it was beautiful. And I thought that was going to be the end of this nice story that I'd get to tell you guys but no, Elvis pulled my wife and I to the side and he asked us you know, " Do you ladies like the sky? Because there's gonna be an amazing meteor shower tonight and I don't want you ladies to miss it".

And I looked at my wife and I went, "You picked great! This Elvis controls the weather" (laughs) and he was right! There was an incredible meteor shower that night. As we're driving out of Vegas I looked at my wife and I'm like "We got to come here more. Magic Elvis and the lesbians was not on the website. You got to come here to find it".]

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LAST POLL OF ROUND 5

Propaganda

Sophia Loren (Marriage Italian Style, Houseboat)—Major Italian star, first actress to win an Oscar for a performance not in English (for Two Women (1960)) and later when Roberto Benigni won an Oscar in 1999 he jumped over the chairs towards the stage going "Sophia Sophia!!" because he was running towards Sophia Loren and said he cared more about her than the Oscar, that's the effect she had on people. She was big in the 60s already even though she gained a lot more notoriety after that. And I mean. Can we take a moment and just.

Mbissine Thérèse Diop (Black Girl)—She’s a Senegalese actress known for starring in Black Girl, one of the first African films to receive international attention/acclaim. So much of the movie relies on her ability to convey her character’s sense of isolation/loneliness, she’s so amazing, I really wish she had acted more. However, she just recently appeared in the film Cuties!

This is round 5 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Sophia Loren:

She has maxed out all her stats: beauty, elegance, sensuality, she's got it all. her mesmerizing eyes, her sensual mouth, her sharp face shape, her everything is so striking and unlike any other beauty in films. she was also voted the world most beautiful woman when she was freaking 65

im submitting her in honor of my dad bc she was the first celebrity crush of his he ever admitted to me and my sister :) and he was right. shes so pretty

OSCAR WINNER. Worked with some of the hottest leading men in Hollywood but remained faithful to her husband whom she had a loving marriage with till he died (even though Cary Grant almost tempted her once, it's complicated)

One of the most well-known sex symbols of the Golden Age of Hollywood, and unlike some unfortunate others, she seems to have been pretty well at peace with occupying that status. She made assertiveness and a tempestuous temper seem glamorous, and although she's famous for side-eying Jayne Manisfield's cleavage, honestly? She's one to talk.

Absolutely, drop-dead sexy, also a hard working, extraordinarily talented actress who didn't shy away from the less glamorous roles to gift us some gritty, memorable performances

Submitting this on behalf of my dad, who knows nothing of tumblr or this blog, but I remember being a kid watching Houseboat while my mom thirsted after Cary Grant, dad thirsted after Sophia Loren, and I was excited that they lived on a boat. Anyway, she's extremely beautiful and was an international star, doing a ton of movies in Italy before being recognized in the US.

JUST LOOK AT HER Y'ALL

Very smart and beautiful, the characters that she played (I mean those in the movies that I put in the previous question) are as strong and determined as her which I think adds to her hotness.

Global superstar and my late grandfather's long time movie star crush and for a man as quiet as he was, and as hopelessly devoted to his wife as he was, the fact that I know that means she was EXCEPTIONAL.

Big in the chest, snatched in the waist, pretty in the face 😳

Sexy, beautiful, deep. A real star.

Her performance in "Man of La Mancha" is just so very captivating. Dubbed as "the Italian Marilyn Monroe", she looks beautiful in any movie and at any age.

Forget the exotic sexpot of her Hollywood films and go back to her Italian career: sparking with Marcello Mastroianni as the woman who drives him mad and outwits all his fumbling attempts at macho posturing in their early films, and showing a tender side in their 1970s films. Sophia isn’t self-conscious about who she is or her beautiful body: she enjoys being herself and she wants us all to enjoy ourselves too.

She starred in films as a sexually emancipated persona and was one of the best known sex symbols of the time. She is a great cook and her filmography is immense.

On the misattributed quote that Sophia owed everything to spaghetti: 'Did you actually say the quote frequently attributed to you, "Everything you see I owe to spaghetti"?' "Non è vero! It's not true! It's such a silly thing. I owe it to spaghetti, no, no. Completely made up."

Mbissine Thérèse Diop:

[lvrcpid]

disciples.

your eyes fluttered open as the sun peered through the entrance of the mauri. your body ached in all different spots, the feeling almost dreadful.

“you’re awake, how are you feeling?” a voice called from behind you. it was tonowari. wasn’t he the olo’eyktan? why was he here with you?

noticing your confusion, the metkayina man smiled down at you and lifted you up slowly, minding your head in his hold.

“my wife and daughter went out to gather more herbs for your medicine, i offered to watch you until you woke up.” a small smile spread across your face as your looked up at him “thank you..” you spoke softly as he stood up and gave you a curt nod.

“here child, you need to eat” he brought over a bowl of soup for you. you took the bowl and set it down, your appetite not really setting in just yet. tonowari noticed this and sat down in front of you, taking your hands into yours.

“what’s on your mind child? you seem troubled” you hesitated for a while, you didn’t know if to trust him or not. you haven’t had a stable male figure for basically your entire life, you didn’t know how to open up to anyone.

“well i uh..” you stopped yourself, catching your breath before sighing. you had only met tonowari a few times, and those times were genuinely horrifying, he was a big scary man, you didn’t know he could be this kind hearted.

“well it’s my family..” you started, staring down at the bowl , refraining from eye contact. “i was under there for 4 days before they realized i was gone..they probably would’ve gone longer if we’re being honest” you began to choke up. the thought of their betrayal running circles in your mind.

“it’s been like that my whole life..when neteyam was born it was fine for a while, of course he was a baby he needed more attention .. then came lo’ak..then kiri..” you sighed and looked up at him, his eyes softened as he listened to your troubles, the man took pity on you. you were just a child. no child should go through this

“my parents were more worried about them..my brother was to train to be the next olo’eyktan and kiri to be tsakarem..my parents didn’t believe that i was good enough to do any of the important stuff, they wanted me to stay the hunter of the family..so they gave them all of the attention.”

you pulled a small beaded string from your hair and showed it to the man in front of you. “the last time something was added to my songcord was when i was 3, i had to add things myself..like when i completed my right of passage..alone..or when i caught my first fish..alone” you sighed, reminiscing over your childhood, how blank and bleak it seemed.

tonowari listened to it all. all of your troubles, all of your struggles. he was fuming. you were such a beautiful soul, so innocent and curious, how could your own family treat you like this.

you both didn’t notice ronal and tsireya return. the pair both shared a pitiful glance before carefully sitting at your side. ao’nung was standing there the entire time, he hadn’t left for the morning just yet. at first he didn’t like you, you were some forest freak who came intruding on their land, but after hearing your life story, the male felt for you, he felt bad for you.

he sat next to tsireya as they all began comforting you. the feeling was uncomfortable to say the least, but you weirdly felt safe with them, like that lonely void was being filled little by little.

after the conversation, ao’nung came and sat next to you, offering his hand “i know my mom said you shouldn’t leave just yet..but you need some fresh air, i know it can get stuffy in here sometimes”

you hesitated. didn’t he JUST try to fight you not even last week, now he’s being a sweetheart? you thought for a minute, hesitantly taking his hand as he raised you up, walking with you outside.

“hey uh..im sorry about last week and..your entire family, nobody deserves that..even if you are a forest freak” he smiled at you. you rolled your eyes at his last comment but smiled anyways, appreciating the apology.

“hey nung!- woah (y/n)?! where have you been?!” you turned your head to see neteyams friend rotxo, he had been there the day you all had arrived to awa’atlu.

“you know..died..came back to life you know, the regular” you joked. “come on not funny (y/n)” he said. your face went serious “oh no im not joking see?” you pointed to your chest and he almost fainted. “man you’re such a wimp” ao’nung laughed and pushed his friend back up on his feet.

soon eclipse fell onto awa’atlu, the sounds of the ocean waves and forest critters filled the air. you were back in tsahìk mauri with ronal checking up on you.

“you know you don’t have to go back home..you’re more than welcome to stay here with us” ronal spoke, breaking the silence.

“no im okay..i don’t wanna intrude into your family” you spoke, your bones still sore. “nonsense child..it is clear your family has..forsaken you..” ronal trailed off, attempting to be careful with her words. “you are only a child..you need a place to stay..now im not asking..i am telling..” she finished, standing up and looking down at you.

“ao’nung and tonowari will retrieve your things tomorrow..from now on you are staying with us..as a family..i need to keep an eye on you child..” she bent back down and cupped her 4 fingered hand on your cheek.

you felt her warm hands turn into an embrace. you weren’t sure if it was because she was the tsahìk or what but her embrace felt motherly, something you hadn’t experienced. she smelled of flowers and the ocean. a welcoming smell. you held back tears as you softly returned the embrace, mumbling out a quick thank you before breaking the hug. you didn’t want to go back home, you didn’t want to be with that family anymore.

they have the other kids, they’ll be fine without me. i’m pretty sure they don’t even care

when tsireya and aonung heard the news , they were over joyed! ao’nung was finally glad to not be the oldest anymore and he seemingly enjoyed your presence after the day. tsireya was over the moon, she finally had someone who she felt comfortable enough around to tell anything. ronal and tonowari were just as happy, your smiling face after seeing your tearful expression with your family made them happy. they silently promised to eachother they were going to give you the best life you could have.

you finally had a family. a place you were accepted and loved. no matter the conditions.

when news broke to the sullys, they were truly distraught. you felt bad as you stood in their mauri, head hung low as tonowari stood tall behind you.

“you can’t just take our child!” neytiri yelled, walking towards you and attempting to pull you into her embrace. you shook her off and sighed “they aren’t taking me mom..i’m going willingly” the family fell silent.

jake furrowed his eyebrows before moving to a now sobbing neytiri as she attempted to open her arms to you. you moved back harshly as you turned away from her.

“(y/n) you can’t just leave! we’re your family!” lo’ak shouted, stomping up to you and grabbing your hand. you quickly shoved him away and hissed at him. lo’aks face dropped. you never hissed at him before.

“(y/n) come on just think this through..we’re sorry okay? just don’t leave..we need you..” neteyam slid over to your slowly, refraining from touching you seeing as though that was the last thing you needed.

“neteyam stop-“ you felt a body attach itself to your leg. you looked down and began tearing up. it was tuk. she was sobbing. “(y/n) please don’t go! i’ll be good i’m sorry just please don’t go!!” she clung to you like glue.

kiri couldn’t stand to look at you, knowing she would cry at the scene.

lo’ak was now stomping over to his dad and looking back at neteyam “dad do something!!” his voice cracked , almost crying.

jake looked at you with pleading eyes, almost saying “please don’t do this to us”. you stared down at tuk, tears glossing your eyes as you softly moved tuk from your leg and stormed out of the mauri, mumbling a quick “im sorry” under your breath.

ao’nung walked inside and gave his father a look before beginning to grab your things , jake having to hold neytiri back as ao’nung began to grab your things and move them out.

“dude come on..mom! dad! do something!!” lo’ak was now sobbing as he attempted to plead with his parents. but there was nothing anyone could do, you were gone, out of their grasp.

ronal was outside of the mauri and had heard everything, taking your now sobbing figure into her embrace, rubbing your back as you sobbed into her shoulder. she felt bad for you. she knew you wanted to leave, but knew it would pain you to do so.

neteyam had been crying before a wave of anger washed over him. they were your family, how could you just up and leave them like that.

he pushed past ao’nung before storming to where you and ronal were, yelling out “we’re your family!! sullys stick together remember!! this is selfish!!” he yelled purely from anger and hurt.

his words trigged something in you. selfish. you? selfish.

your sobbing began to die down as you turned to neteyam, storming up to him and grabbing his braids, tossing him back into the mauri.

“you wanna talk family? let’s talk family shall we?”

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[pablitogavii]

Omggg can you please make a story about how Gavi is jealous of João Felix because he was flirting with reader? Like and it turn into a smut?

Thankssss

Mine!

What a victory for Barça against Betis!! You were on the stand with Aurora and Mikky cheering for your man who was celebrating with his teammates at the moment as the last whistle signaled the end of the match.

"Qué victoria hermanita!!" Aurora cheered hugging you tightly and you giggled nodding your head excited to meet your man and properly congratulate him.

"Ready to go girls??" Mikky asked and both of us grabbed "the family pass" before moving towards the back hallways.

When the players were visible you blushed seeing Pablo was already shirtless his defined abs and back muscles making you weak and shy...you really couldn't wait for the "proper" celebration at home ;))

"Pablo!" you called and he immediately looked in your direction running towards you and scooping you in his arms.

"Congratulations amor!" you say as he raised you off the ground twirling you around ensuring to hold your dress so it doesn't rise up. It was apart of you only he was allowed to see!

"Gracias princesa! You brought us luck tonight!" he finally put you down kissing your lips sweetly and then kissed both your cheeks and nose as you blushed bright red. When he went to hug his sister, some other players walked up to you to say 'hello' since they all knew you after Pablo introduced you as his girlfriend a few months ago.

"Hello Y/n. How are you?" Lewandowski asked politely with his wife at his side greeting me with a bright smile. You really liked how welcoming everyone was when you joined this "new family".

"I'm good, thanks! Congratulations on the goal!" you say and he smiled nodding his head. Just in that moment, Joao Felix walked by smiling at you and you smiled back politely. You didn't think much on it but Pablo watching the interaction from the corner of his eye was internally freaking out. Why the hell were you smiling at him!?

"También te felicito Joao. ¡Qué golazo!" you smile and he thanks you but was shortly interrupted by angry Pablo snaking his hand around your waist and pulling you against himself rather roughly and you winced.

"Que buen juego, eh hermano?" Joao asked Gavi whose jaw was clenching and his hold became almost painful. You will surely have bruises on your hips tomorrow but you were getting kind of turned on by his sudden roughness.

"Es normal en el Barça." was all he said before pulling you towards the secluded family room and you got worried what was going on since he was obviously agitated and after a win which was unexpected.

"Que pasa amor??" you ask trying to touch his face but he pulls away clenching his jaw some more while pacing inside the room angrily.

"Maybe I can ask him to give you his jersey huh!?" Pablo spat and you were furrowing your eyebrows at him very much confused with the whole situation. What's gotten into him all of the sudden!?

"Who?" you asked genuinely curious but Pablo yelled in response thinking you were playing dumb with him right now.

"Joao Felix! Maybe you would rather wear his name on your back than mine!?" he said and you walked closer this time he let you touch his face while looking up at him with innocent eyes.

"Yours is the only name I want to wear on my back amor..please, don't act all jealous" you say thinking that would reassure him but it only made him more angry as he pulled away.

"Me? Jealous!? No way! You can let him fuck you for all I care!" he let those poisonous word leave him mouth before he thought about them and you gulped heavily now getting angry yourself. Who did he think he was to talk to you this way!?

"You're just salty he scored a goal and you didn't! You're a jealous cabrón Pablo!" you yelled back now hating yourself for seeing his eyes water as well as he left the room in a rush. You rolled your eyes thinking why the hell this had to happen after such an amazing evening and a beautiful win!? Ugh stupid boys!

Aurora gave you a ride back to the apartment you shared with Pablo not asking any questions why you two didn't leave together like always.

"If you need something, let me know!" she said after dropping you off and you thanked her entering the building annoyed and also a bit sad. You were wondering what Pablo was doing right now.

Pablo went out with his friends who wanted to celebrated but he was in no mood sitting by the bar and just staring at his phone screen. There was a picture of the two of you kissing on the beach and he wished he was by your side instead of here so badly.

"Por qué no vienes a celebrar con nosotros hermano?" Joao noticed Pablo's sour mood walking up to im and bringing him out of his thoughts. Ugh he just wished the boy would leave him alone tonight!

"Porque no quiero estar aquí ¿¡vale!?" Pablo spat and Joao sat down looking at the picture on Pablo's phone screen.

"Why are you not home with her then huh?" he asked and Pablo locked his phone not wanting him to look at the picture but he was asking him the same question he was asking himself for the past few hours. Why the hell did he not go home with you!?

"I fucked up..acted all jealous and mean..and I'm horrible at apologizing..so.." Pablo didn't know why but he opened up and Joao listened nodding his head.

"I'm sure she will forgive you. I saw that girl stare at you from the stands..you're all she sees..you're her whole world Gavi. I wish to find someone who will look at me the way she looks at you one day"he said standing up and walking away and Pablo really felt like a huge cabrón for ever thinking you would want anybody else.

He collected his phone saying quick bye to the boys before driving back home hoping you were not asleep yet.

For that whole time, you menage to eat something, take a shower and think about the whole situation. Sure, Pablo was acting like a jealous ass but what you said was also very mean..you wanted to apologize to him.

You knew Pablo wasn't much of a talked so you came up with an idea instead. You wore black satin dress and some black stockings with white lace and a black bow knowing how weak Pablo gets seeing you in stockings. Now you were laying on the bed waiting for him to finally come home. You haven't even noticed when you slipped into dreamland while waiting curling up in the ball.

Pablo entered quietly and although light were turned on, you were nowhere to be seen. He walked into the bedroom smiling when he saw you there sleeping but then his eyes wandered to what you were wearing fixating on those knee high socks you had on..his shorts became tight.

He sat down besides you touching your legs gently moving upwards as you slowly opened your eyes yawning adorably while looking into his warm eyes.

"P..pablo..you're..um..you're home.." you said like a happy child and he smiled nodding his head still caressing your legs not letting you get up when you tried to do so.

"Were you waiting for me princesa??You wore these for papi, didn't you preciosa? To drive him crazy.." he leaned closer and started leaving kisses up your thigh while caressing your stockings gently.

"Mhm..I..um..I wanted to apologize..and I knew you would like them" you explain seeing him smirk and nod his head while taking off his jacket and pants settling between your thighs. Then he leaned down capturing your lips for a long and passionate make-out session you both craved since the game.

"I do adore them preciosa..but I also wanted to apologize for how I acted..and for what i said..do you think there is something I can do to make you forgive me easier huh??" he said and you both smirked as you nodded your head.

"What could that be? Huh preciosa?? Tell me..tell papi and he'll do it" Pablo was undoing your night dress taking it off your body but still keeping your high socks..seems he wanted them to stay on you the whole night.

"Um..make me..feel good..p..please" you were mumbling feeling his fingers already teasing your clothed clit while he smirked nodding his head in agreement and taking off your panties as well leaving you bare before him.

He took off the rest of his clothes before kissing down your body finally arriving where you needed him the most teasing your clit with his tongue but then pulling away quickly.

"P..P..please" you were whining feeling super sensitive when he kept your legs spread and the cold sir hit you private parts making you needy.

"Hm..the next time you talk to any guy, it's only to tell him that you're owned by Pablo Gavi! Do you understand princesa! And if they try anything, you tell them who is the only man you let between this precious little thighs of yours..yes sir?" he said touching your swollen folds with one of his long digits and you moaned wanting more.

"Yes..yes sir.." you moan and he smirks nodding his head and finally buried his face into your head eating you out like a starved animal while you moaned his name repeatedly. He was sucking you dry into oblivion not stopping for three consecutive orgasms until you begged him to stop cause you were so sensitive and tender.

"I know they all want to have this sweet little pussy of yours..including Joao..but..I'm the only man allowed to eat it and fuck it..to fill it to the brim..and make you grow big with my babies..fuck! I want to breed you baby! Right now!" Pablo took your legs tossing them over his shoulder before entering you deep in one big motion. You rolled your eyes at the overwhelming feeling of being filled up by his strong girth squeezing around his bicep in response.

"Is that what you want huh!? You want me to fill you up with my cum so good it leaks out of you for days..f..fuck..I'm cumming baby!" Pablo groaned into your neck biting your skin and leaving a prominent teeth mark. The pain mixed with pleasure make you scream and clench around him which sent him off the edge and he came undone deep inside of you with a loud groan of your name leaving his lips.

"F..Fuck amor! You're such a good girl for me!" Pablo praised knowing what it means to you and you blushed enjoying his little kisses all over your body as he pulled out watching his cum drip our of your core. He took a wet towel coming back and opening up your legs slowly knowing you were sore and you winced when cold cloth came in contact with your overstimulated core.

"No..no more..please papi" you were pouting and Pablo smiled leaning in and kissing your lips reassuring you that he is just cleaning you up and then you both can get some well deserved rest.

"Gracias..." you sighed and he smiled pulling you closer and you rested you head on his chest drawing invisible marks on his heated skin.

"Um..what..what if we get p..pregnant?" you ask looking up at him a little reassured when you saw him smile grow as he kissed the top of your head.

"Then you're gonna become the most beautiful mamá en todo el mundo amor..I don't want you to worry amor. I will always be there" Pablo said kissing your head and you nuzzled you face into his neck imagining your whole future together as the happiest little family.

"I'm yours Pablito..I promise" you said already half asleep and Pablo kissed your head playing with your hair and lulling you to sleep slowly.

"I know preciosa mia..I know" he whispered back before you finally fell into deep slumber peaceful to be in your man's arms finally.

[lynn-w3st]

hii! can I request something with Syzoth? (if you write stuff with him in it of course)

can be headcanons or anything you prefer

[idea: maybe something with jealous Syzoth? That is jealous about reader that is not even theirs in the first place? Like they are friends but he wants it to be something more and is just jealoussssss and how he deals with it etc.]

have a nice day, if you don't feel like it - you can turn down this request I won't be mad don't worry :)

MK1: Jealousy At Its Finest

Pairing: Syzoth x Fem Reader

Note: This took me a bit of time to plan. I tried my best so I hope you guys enjoy read it. Also, I started writing down a bit of Babysitting 101.

Warning: Slight Possessive Behavior, Jealousy, Johnny being Johnny, Szyoth is Pookie 🥺. Hope you guys enjoy 😊.

Syzoth first met you when you accompanied Kenshi, Kung Lao and Johnny to go confront Shang Tsung but ended up imprisoned in his dungeon. But when all hope was lost, he came and saved not your life but your friends as well.

From that day forward on, Syzoth had became very close to you and formed a deep bond and attachment to you. He became a bit protective since you showed him kindness and gave him a second chance . He vows to always be there for you just like how you were always there for him.

Syzoth knew at that moment he had fallen in love with you. Your kindness and compassion made him feel special and loved by you. He often ask Ashrah on how to court you properly.

Every time you would pass by or simply waved a hello at him, Syzoth would feel his heart race at the sight of your lovingly and gentle smile. He badly wants to express his feelings to you.

But a part of him feels like why should you love a freak and monster like him. He lost his wife and kid to Shang Tsung. What if he loses you the same way . Is he destined to be alone?

Whenever Syzoth isn’t busy with missions, he often times seeks you out and often stays by your side the whole day, watching you work.

Being a medical doctor can be very stressful as you have to deal with a lot of injured monks and combatants. But you really appreciate it when Syzoth assists even if he doesn’t know much about Earthrealmers culture or anatomy.

As a Zatteran, he tries his best to court you by showing off his skills and ability but no matter how much he tries to gain your attention Kung Lao or Johnny steals you away . He gets very jealous on how Johnny or Kung Lao flirts with you or how close you are with the both of them.

“Hey (Y,N)! You should totally be in my next movie. Could use a beauty like you.” Johnny said as you chuckled and gave him a smile as you were hanging up the wet blankets up in the rack while Syzoth was helping you fold them.

“Thanks for the offer Cage but I’m good. I have other things to worry about besides fame.” You said as you smiled as you pick up the basket.

Syzoth gave an intense glare at Johnny and wrap his tail around your waist in which you didn’t mind thinking it was a friendly gesture.

“Oh come on!! You would be a very big hit in Hollywood. Imagine the fame!” He said as you just chuckled but before he you could do say anything else Syzoth stood close behind you and gave the actor a very judgmental looked.

Syzoth doesn’t get jealous often but he can be very clingy of you at times and this was one of them. He didn’t like the way Johnny place his hand on your shoulder but felt relieved when you brush it off and gave the actor a smile.

“Thanks for the offer Cage!” You called out as you and Syzoth left the courtyard and headed towards your estate to prepare some dinner.

Syzoth enjoys spending every moment with you as he is hardly stays away from you as he often helps you with daily tasks and activities. He would have a lovesick smile planted on his face whenever you would hug him. You always thought he was very attentive because how he would accompany you and assist you. Totally not because this how Zatteran court their mate.

Syzoth wants nothing more than to express his romantic feelings for you as he sees this as a second chance for him to have. He wants to marry you and start a family of his own again.

You mean the whole world to him and he would anything just for you even if he has to wait for you at the end of the realms and protect you.

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Syzoth watch in envy the way you laugh and joke around with Kung Lao who was talking about the shenanigans that Johnny did during training and how amazing your cooking was.

“So you are saying that Madam Bo’s cooking is not good enough for you, Lao?” You tease at him which made him blush in embarrassment. Kung Lao blush in embarrassment as he grab your hand and gave you the puppy eye looks.

“(Y,N) please don’t tell Madam Bo that I said that. She’ll tear me a new.” He said as you just chuckled lightly before poking his forehead. Kung Lao smiled as he decided to confess his feelings for you. “(Y,N) would have the honor to accompany on a date to Madam Bo’s.” He said.

You stared at him with wide eyes but before you could speak something inside of Syzoth snap as he was at your side in an instant and brought you close to him and silently growl at Kung Lao.

“I’m very sorry Kung Lao but my hearts belong to someone else. I see you as a brother and I hope we can still be best friends.” You said sadly as Kung Lao frown but understood you.

Kung Lao knew at that moment that you were in love with Syzoth. His suspicions were now confirmed that you’ve had a feelings for him so that means Johnny owns him a meal at Madam Bo. He smirk at how Syzoth had a possessive embrace around you. He chuckled at the sight.

“Well Syzoth has something to tell you. Let me know when the food is ready.” He said cheekily as he went to go find Raiden and Johnny.

You turn to face Syzoth who frown and averted his eyes before gently grabbing your hands. “(Y,N).” He said shyly and nervously as you gave him a worried expression. “Would you give me the honors to court and mate you. I have loved you for a while.” He confess as you were stared at him speechless with your cheeks heated up.

“You showed me nothing but kindness and gave me a second chance after everything Shang Tsung did to me. I love you very much please allow me to make you mine.” He said softly as you gave him your famous smile that he had fallen in love with. His love for you is unconditional and would do anything for you.

You place both of your hands against his cheeks as you place a gentle soft kiss which made him blush before returning the gesture. The both of you broke away as Syzoth smiled lovingly. He brought you into a tight hug as he nuzzled into you. “I love you, (Y,N). You are my forever.”

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I tried my best making Syzoth super jealous but sadly I’m a vanilla person when it comes to writing romance. I’m more of a wholesome romantic type of person in general. Spicy romance isn’t really my specialty 🥺😣.

If you guys have any questions or concerns please feel free to message me, I’m always happy to help and available anytime I can.

[factual-fantasy]

27 ASKS! :00 THANK YOU!! :}} 🧈

@amoonlight007

I'm indifferent to it. I know of it and have seen a lot of people play it, buuuut it doesn't really catch my interest much.. :( 💔

If he was starving or dehydrated.. he probably could have :( Not sure what he'd see or hear though..

@neo-metalscottic

AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DD 💖💖

Although unfortunately I cannot reveal anything without spoiling stuff..

Though I can say that the animatronics- new and old, are not fully aware of Fazbear Entertainments history.. 👀

@badlyblurry

WAAAAATHANKNYOU SO MUCH!!! 😭😭💖😭THIS MADE MY DAY SO MUCH BETTER FR THANK YOU SO MUCH!! YOU'RE TOO KIND!!💖💖💖

I think there is yeah :0

Well of course :0 But considering Seam and Jevil's trauma with Spade King.. if they ever saw a Lancer they likely would have just turned the other way in discomfort-

I feel like either Peso, Dashi or Captain Barnacles. :0

Other than maybe effecting his magic in someway..? I cant think of anything :0

That world looks beautiful! Yet also spooky <XD I don't know anything about Worldless but if its safe, they'll stay a while. :0

I feel like none of the Octonauts get seasick. Considering their species, line of work, and life experience..

But maybe if there's a crazy storm of sorts,, mayyybe.. Tweak.? wouldn't feel the best? But it'd be less sea sick and more like a headache. :(

I don't intend for them to encounter anything like that no.. <:/ But if they did? They would FREAK OUT. You bet the Octopod would be stationed nearby for months as the Octonauts studied the sunken city XD

Oh hugs for sure. Angsty? Wholesome? It doesn't really matter. A hugs a hug and I love drawing them 🤗

XDD I'm glad you like what you see! And I'm technically into Undertale atm! Well, its a bit more focused on Deltarune characters. (Seam and Jevil) But there's a handful of Undertale characters in there as well! :}}

XDDD THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :D And yes indeed! I am the culprit behind the silly jester men and their very large spider/human DJ friend XDDD

I'm not familiar with tarot cards, so I haven't thought about it no.. <:/ Sorry!

@rubydraft

AAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I DON'T HABE THE WORDF- THIOS IS SO KIND!! THANK YOU!!! STUFFING THIS ASK UNDER MY PILLOW SO I CAN WAKE UP AND READ IT AGAIN EVERY MORNING FRFR 💖💖😭💖

KXKSXCKJ FR THO IT'D BE LIKE THAT XDD

@khoiazo

I think they'd be too disturbed by the burning corpse on the ground to even realize that you were dancing <XD

I think that Fazbear entertainment doesn't add more characters because its a lot more complex than we might think.

Not only do you have to design and build the animatronic and its personality. Which would include probably thousands of dollars in work and trouble shooting to make one that is as advanced as the others..

You also have to set up an attraction for it. You have to set up marketing, plushies, clothes, toys, themed food, etc. You have to hire employees to run the attraction, you also have to train said employees on how to run the new attraction. You have to get handlers for the new animatronic, build another green room on Rockstar row, redo all the maps in the Pizzaplex to accommodate for the new attraction.

This also includes updating the fazwatches/making new fazwatches to hand out. Every single staff bot has to be updated in order to be made aware of the new animatronics presence and how to interact with it.

Like. Soooooo much would go into adding a new animatronic its crazy-

Jevil feels bad for his original counterpart. Because he's still locked up in a cell..

Seam is probably jealous of his original, thinking that he got off easy. He doesn't even have shackles..

Goner kid doesn't envy her original at all. Considering her original is still lost in the void somewhere..

Grillby had a run in with his original.. it did not go well..

Asgore does not envy his original at all. He cant imagine how it would feel for his children to pass, and his wife to leave him out of disgust...

River feels.. a bit indifferent to her original I imagine..

@elegysonnet

I do! Somewhat-

A family member introduced me to the web comic a few years ago. And I kept up with it for a while.. Eventually though it stopped updating. I was bummed. Figuring that something must have happened..

..Only to find out that they were working on a pilot animation the whole time and are as alive as ever! Still haven't sat down and watched the pilot like 9 months later-- 💔

As for my opinion on the comic, the artwork is fantastic. But I don't got two braincells to rub together and don't understand/remember the story so uh.. <:D yeah...

Now thankfully I don't think it would ever come to that-

Even after someone as powerful as an Asgore joined their group, Jevil is still endlessly paranoid and risks nothing when it comes to Seams/the groups safety.

If anyone found out that he could dimension hop? He would immediately assume that he is no longer safe around those people and would flee that AU.

And if someone did take him well.. now you've got a mighty king and a determined human on your tail. Which are not good people to have after you-

Though I suppose all of that aside.. if that did happen? The only one who would remember is Frisk. And she would be greatly disturbed.. Upon a reset, she would tell Jevil very sternly that this AU is not safe. Jevil wouldn't question her for a second and would instantly open up a mirror and they would bounce-

Oh! I'm glad to hear that the "controversy" was nothing serious! :0 Thank you for the info! :}

Jevil probably told the kiddos to be on the look out for a new hat. He could have told them he likes to wear a hat but doesn't like his jester one. They would understand the assignment and would be on the look out :0

Sometime after Peach was rescued the bros were brought over to Daisy's kingdom to meet her. Kind'a just a "meet the legendary heroes that saved my best friends life" situation.

It wasn't love at first sight- but Luigi did notice her. Not just for her beauty, but for her bravery and personality as well. 💚🧡

@beryl-shade

XD Made me imagine a home alone situation. The Glamrocks setting up slap-stick humor type booby traps to deter the bad guys XDD

[stigandr-the-cat]

Butcher and the Beauty

summary : you a sweet assistant for Agent Laswell with the assigned integration partner of Ghost. The reader is gender, race-neutral, and described as being fat. Ghost wants to die by the thigh. Ghost is also a bit of a freak.

TW : MDNI, no smut but graphic violence is alluded to with some on page. No use of Y/N. The reader does want to have their nails painted. 2nd person POV my beloved.

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Your fingernails are a mess. Bit too long, one nail a little jagged, cuticles further up on the nail bed than you like. Really you need to make time to go to the salon this weekend. Oh didn't Kate say something about going Thursday with her wife? Maybe you could join them unless it’s a date night wouldn't want to be third-wheeling on that. 

Now what design should you get? Roses? It's too early in the spring for that. Cherry Blossoms would be too basic though. You could do Crocus or Ivy, that would look pretty with maybe a more neutral background. 

A wet crack that you know is bone breaking interrupts your thoughts, followed by a scream that has that broken scrape to its edges that comes from too much use. Looking up you see only the broad back of night that is Ghost at his bloody and violent work. Along the edges, you see a twitching body that toes that line of just being a split seams sack of meat and broken bones that sometimes makes noise. 

You didn't think you would get used to this part of your job as Kate's assistant. But after one particular 'guest', whose crimes had started with animal abuse and ended with mass murder had said things you did your best to forget, well you got over it real quick.  

Your stopwatch buzzes. Your part of this interrogation is about to begin. The beauty to his butchery. The soft pretty thing untouched by the grizzly display. The one holding his leash. It is a dynamic that makes you one of the best integrator teams. Just after John and Kate who have this disappointed parents front they put up that makes even the hardest crack in shocking ways. 

(Kate has become accustomed to being called 'mommy' much to her horror she had confessed over drinks one night.)

"Ghost love," Word like the whisper of a whip with how ridged the Lieutenant becomes. "Give the man a break please." He nodded, turning on his heel and coming to your side like a loyal guard dog. 

He tugs off one blood-soaked glove revealing his pale hand tattooed with its bones, like an x-ray in living motion. You felt positively Victorian in how your heart speeds up and air stuck in your throat at the display. The reveal of hand and wrist is as intimate as a lover wearing gossamer lace.  Wordlessly you handing him a bottle of water brushing gently the violence-warmed skin. His eyes are as sharp as the knives he hones flickering from the contact point to your gently parted lips. Crinkling in what you hoped was a fanged smile he tugs the bottom of his mask up to drink. Letting you catalog each slivered scar that graced his skin the way stars do the night sky. 

"Pretty thing so soft and just as sweet." His voice is rough as dark as the shadowed corners of a haunted house. Setting the bottle down next to your hand his fingers gently skimming your soft skin, both of you shivering at the contact. It is no wonder, you think, that there is a betting pool of when you two would finally knock boots. 

"You're going a little extra rough with the prisoner today, did something happen this weekend?" Asking him with one of your softest voices the one for crying children and feral animals, all creatures that were likely to bite. 

Rolling his eyes. Hip settling against the table's edge. Boots shifting to slide along the edges of your feet. "Tried to find a good shag yea? But ended up with a twiggy thing waist big 'round as my arm. Got 'er all warmed up and dripping but when I go to finally get mine. Couldn't fit, well she tries to be sweet begs me for a minute to just go 'head. So I do but end up twisting my PA. Had to take it out 'cus it was making me swell up and bruise. Bloody tip got a dent, a bruise, and is swollen fucking 'ell it's uncomfortable." 

You try not to simultaneously wince and laugh. "Poor thing." Feeling a little bold you rub circles along the back of his bare hand. His eyes flick to watch as he slides his hand closer to you a silent invitation to continue. 

"You know what lean meat is good for? Fucking casseroles. Naw lovie, need me something marbled with fat, nice and tender. A good ribeye or brisket just falls apart on my fingers, something I can sink my teeth into." He leans in closer, you can see a spray of blood, like freckles, across the cheekbones of his mask. Brown eyes like grave dirt, the soil rich from blood soaking it.  "Need something soft like you." 

You tremble anticipation clawing along your spine across the plane of ribs and hipbones the chilled fire like a cautious lover. "Oh?" 

"Soft things like you, know how to have fun. Can slap that pretty arse and toss you around. Bruise those thick thighs while kneeling at your feet. Spend hours making you moan my name." His ungloved hand has moved to grab your chin tilting your face up. The touch is blister hot, phosphorus at ignition deadly, and oh so bright. 

You open your mouth the tip of your tongue grazing his thumb. Sucking at the digit and swirling it in your mouth for a moment before freeing it with a pop. He growls like a starving dog. 

"Oh for fucks sake just ask me your bloody questions so I don't have to watch anymore." The prisoner spits out a tooth and blood. Dangling from the ceiling like a cow after slaughter carcass dripping blood. 

Ghost's eyes flash with irritation at the interruption. You can't help but smile. Circling your fingers around his wrist with a far more intimate moment in mind as you tease him. He groans and your thighs part at the sound desire a bubbling pool. 

"Give me and what's mine a minute." He snarls out, your eyes flicker down his body watching with a pleased buzz as he adjusts himself. 

"yours huh?" Whispering as your eyes lock back with his. Something like blood covering volcanic glass after it's slashed across the throat of a caught thing is spoken of between your bodies. An offering you give on bent knee or a back against cotton sheets. 

"Not going to let you go, ever. Not when I've got my teeth in you." Its threat and promise tied with red silk ribbons and iron padlocked chains. As inevitable as death. Not that you mind. 

[animealways]

Surprise, i'm married bitch!

Natasha x fem!stark!reader/ contains making out, semi-public sex, strap on, marking, spanking, daddy kink, paparazzi (you set the internet on blaze by not only revealing you're married but to none other then black widow herself.)

Y/n stark potential suitor

A new stark family member?

Shadowcap is real?

All titles of gossip blogs articles about your love life. You couldn't help but chuckle at the last one. Its your and steve superhero ship name.

Captain america + iron shadow

"Oh this is some top noch comedy" you said to yourself. "What is 'top noch comedy'?" You lifted your phone showing the shadowcap article to nat and how it mentioned all the times you went shopping with steve to find the perfect decorations for the wedding and more. She shook her head at the article with a amused smile. "What people won't do just for some clicks. What are you doing?"

She raised a eyebrow at your smile. Natasha has learned thanks to you there are more then one way to smile and that includes mischievous smile. One you're wearing right now. "Ohhh nothing just giving them some light criticism."

Ohh sooooo~ close 🙃

You got the wrong avenger tho-

you commented and nat rolled her eyes at you. You always loved messing with the media. They always were a pain in the ass for as long as you can remember. Not surprising since your father is tony stark after all. He is often in the news either because of drama he causes or because of a new invention and that was BEFORE he became iron man. Oh yeah your step-mom is pepper the fucking co-ceo of the biggest company on earth that you run together. Literally anything happens that even semi involves your family aaaaand your face ends up on the fucking news.

The sec you post the comment you see fans going 'omg what!!!????' 'Nooooo my ship😭' 'dcvsxvjgxvbcf7gkg' 'wowowowow WHAT WHO IS IT THEN?!?!"

You laughed at the way your fans freaked out. "You know you should probably let everyone know were a thing." You looked up at your wife having your head against her thigh.

"Anything particulaire in mind?" "No you're better at that sort of thing, remember your last interview?"

You chuckled remembering jimmy fallon face when you told him about a particulier snowboarding vacation with your dad. When neither you or your dad realise the hill you were on was actually the end of a small cliff causing both of you to fall into a thick layer of snow. The only reason you didn't tell this to pepper was because your dad bought you a massive chocolate cake to shut you up. Oh man was she angryyyyy when she found out.

"I will never forget that scolding." You laughed while natasha shook her head but didn't bother hiding her smile. That damn near divine smile.

"Btw there is this gala i got invited to." You mentioned randomly remembering.

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You put the finale touch to your eyelashes and felt ready to go. You wore a velvet red button up collar shirt with 3 upper buttons lose to show off your chest with the nanotech container on it. The rest of your suit was black and nothing of it really stood out exactly what you wanted.

It would bring more attention not only to the nanotech container on your chest but also your jewelry. Specificly the necklace with your wedding ring around it. For the longest time you and natasha would hide your relationship but now that you're married her both of you wanted let the world know who the 2 of you belonged to.

You put the edith sunglasses on before looking to your left admiring natasha beauty. You recognised the dress she wore, the same one she wore as 'natalie rushman'.

You walked behind her, hugging her from behind and putting your chin on her shoulder.

"Well if this doesn't remind you of something?" Natasha smirked remembers the first time she met you. "Yeah, i remember how you couldn't take your eyes off of me." She teased, you merrily shrugged. "What can i say? I have good taste. Common, lets go." She took her you hand once done with make-up.

You drove to the gala with happy in a another car behind you for safety measures. It didn't matter both of you we're avengers. You knew better then go to such a big event without any back up. Too many goddamn memories of parties going wrong.

As you arrived to the event. You ran around the car opening the door and unbuckled the seat belt for natasha. She took your arm and walked out together with your bodyguards right behind the 2 of you.

Paparazzi were, well they were annoying as always. They're shouting for you to either turn their way or about your life. You swear on your mother's grave the paparazzi brought a bonus level of anger out of you. Maybe its the belief your mother taught you that respect should be earn, not given. Maybe its that you had to deal with them your entire life or maybe its because they're basicly paid stalkers that made your blood boil either way to you a street fighter deseveres more respect then the paparazzi, atleast that took more then just being a invasive asshole to do it right.

But atleast you had natasha to keep you company. ''You know...'' you turned your attention to the red head trying you best to hear her over all the shouting. ''I have seen childeren that are quieter then them.'' you chuckled at the commentary.

''You think this is bad? You should be glad you didn't have to deal with them in the early 2000's they were 500 times worse.''

''You can't be serious.''

''I am. 1 of them actually got so close to me they pushed me and caused me to fall face first into the pavement.''

''Really, wow i can't imagine tony reaction.''

You smiled remembering how happy carried you to the car while your dad cussed everyone out. ''Ahhh yeah, good memories. I remember my dad calling them 'motherfucking disrespectful uncultered dipshits'.'' natasha laughed at the mental image.

''Hey, atleast he taught me how to protect the important things in life. Isn't that right misses stark?'' You looked lovingly at your wife.

Your wife

Misses stark

Man, you can't get enough off of those words. Natasha didn't say anything but the look she gave you said more then enough. Its funny really, this is the same woman that use to have a probleem with you hugging her once a day but now she had her last name changed for you. You took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

right under the wedding ring

As soon as you realised what you just did you immediately covered your wifes ears. Good thing too cause less then a second later you physically cringed at the shouting from the crowd.

how long have you been married!?

did you take each others last name?!

stark/black widow are offically off the marked!?

That last one caused both you and tash to glare at the crowd. Sure your relationship was a massive secret for the longest time but who would want to inmagine their partner getting flirted with?

''Lets go inside before we getting hearing damage or start a fight.''

''You took the words right out of my mouth.''

You followed natasha as the noise died down. Luckily for the both of you the night went fairly well. You went around and introduce natasha as your wife. People we're naturally curious about your relationship how long you have been together, who asked who, who proposed normale things you gladly answer. Then were the questions that would make your eyes tired from barrel rolling so much.

''So who is the man in the relationship?''

''Dude, thats like asking wich chop stick is the fork.''

Natasha giggled at the surprisingly accurate comparison. The other people at the table also had a good chuckled out of it. ''Ahh, s-sorry didn't mean to come over insensitive. I just don't know alot about these things.''

''Its fine but call me or my wife a dyke and i will start a fight.'' you joked causing the man to let out a nervous chuckle knowing you're capable of it and would gladly do it. After all its not every day you meet a woman that kicked a grown ass man at 18 years old but you did after the pap tried to take a pic under your skirt. You swear that the news didn't let go of it for a month long.

while natasha drank her vodka you stood right behind her pressing your crotch. She pressed back feeling the bulge in your pants while smirking.

''ты хочешь трахаться в ванной, детка?''

''you want to fuck in the bathroom baby?''

You whisperd softly in her ear while having tight grip on her hips. You had learned russian in the periode where the avengers broke.

Fuck are you happy she's back in your arms

''let me enjoy my drink first''

You smirked at her responds. You knew the alcohol would make her a shameless, horny mess. You didn't miss the way people looked at your wife though. You couldn't blame them natasha beauty was something to die for but there was no way you were walking out of this place without making clear who belonged to who. She continued to have more drinks as you whispered nothing but sweet compliments and in return she kissed you teasing about the people who must be watching the 2 of you being in love.

''good, the more people watch faster the news travels.''

Tash turned around wrapping her arms around your neck and kissed you. You hummed being able to taste all the different drinks she had from vodka to tequila. You pulled away and dragged her to the nearest bathroom. The second the door was closed she practically pounced you. Your hands immediately went to her ass giving it a tight squeeze. Her legs wrapped around you hips and started to grind against the bulge. You put her on the sink and pushed her dress up revealing the black lingerie with a wet spot in the middle.

You rubbed her tight, not quite touching her where she needs it.

''y/n i ne-''

You cut her by slapping her pussy making her jump and grabbed her by the throat. ''whats my name?'' You growled into ear. She pushed her breast forward close enough for them you the feel them against your own.

''i'm sorry daddy''

''better, now show me how much of a slut you are''

You put the palm of your hand against her pussy and she immediately started to grind against it. Your free hand went to her cheek forcing her to look into your eyes.

fuck those gorgeous green eyes

You kissed her softly, something natasha always loved is how gentle your touch was her even in moments like these she could feel the love behind the action. She whined against your lips making you smirk. 'awww baby do you need something?' You put you thumb against her lips . 'daddy please fuck me~' She whined her hands going under you shirt looking for skin to skin to contact. 'you want my cock, baby? you want daddy cock inside of you?' You used your index finger to pull on the thin fabric then let it go making it snap against her.

''hmm, please daddy claim me. i want you to mark me.''

''then get on your knees.''

She did as you demanded getting and loosened the belt pulling your pants down revealing the red strap. Natasha wasn't full on drunk, was she getting there? Oh for sure but not to the point she couldn't notice it was the strapon wanda magicly enhanced so you could feel everything like it was a real cock. She started to kiss the tip while holding eye contact with you.

this woman is gonna be the death of you and you couldn't care less

You sighed out of relieve at the feeling. As she slowly took the fake cock into her mouth you gentle went with your hands thru her hair the smile on your face never leaving love the sight and feeling knowing. ''who is daddy good little slu- ahhh you are baby FUCK!''

You used one hand to hold the sink while the other was still natasha soft red hair. You could feel her take the entire length, humming to please you as much as possible and her tongue moving around. You let this happen for abit enjoying how skillfull you wife mouth is before pulling her of. You panted while looking her messy face lipstick ruined by all the drool. You pulled her her up to and kissed her quick but passionate kiss.

''bend over for me and beg maybe then i let you cum over my cock''

She did as you said making sure her ass was on full display for you and wiggled it abit. You pulled the lingerie off of her and put them in you pocket. ''don't hold back on the noises. i want everyone near us to hear how much of a whore you are, understood?'' ''yes daddy''

You hummed before the upper half of you body was covered in nanotech and you didn't miss the way natasha started to move her ass more when she saw it reflected back in the mirror. 'keep looking in the mirror i want you to see everything' As soon the words left you mouth you started to spank her with the back of your hand now covered in metal hand. She yelped with every hit and you didn't stop until her ass was bright red. You didn't bother with giving her a warning just slamming your cock into her since she was dripping so much. Natasha screamed and you penetrated her at a animalistic pace. You threw you head back at the warm tight feeling of pussy and her moans sound divine. If she let you, you would do this for the entire night.

You grabbed her by the throat pulling her close enough for you to mark her entire back of her neck with hickey. Out of no where you stop your movement making natasha whine for more. You groaned feeling her squeez around.

''please daddy i need you! i'm a good girl please just let me cum over your perfect cock!'' She kept begging while you looked at her like she was a piece of meat for you to devour. You eventually flipped her over and started all over again. You made sure to cover her neck and breast with hickey while she clung on you. 'ahh daddy you're making me cum' she shouted and you were sure anyone in the same hall as the bathroom could hear her. You pulled her closer so your foreheads were touching each other while you used your right hand to keep her close you left hand went to her clit. Your left hand turned into a clit sucking vibrator sending natasha over the egde. You made sure to prolong her pleasure for as long as possible.

As soon as your left hand was off of her she grabbed it and sucked it. The pretty sight made you groan and natasha smirked. She let go of you hand with a pop sound while you gentle pulled out her of making her moan and leaving her pussy cleching around nothing. You pulled your pants back up covering the fake cock before natasha grabbed it.

''you haven't cummed yet'' A devilish smile made its way onto your face. ''oh im not done with you yet baby'' Natasha bite her bottoms lips in anticipation. Then the door opened , you first instinct is to cover up tash with your body as somone ran past straight to the toilet.

''i'm sorry i couldn't hold it. i swear i didn't see anything!''

You rolled your eyes as nat hide her blushing face in you neck. You made sure to clean her up fast and the nanotech went back into the container. She however didn't move from the sink. 'i-i cant walk...' You laughed at how shy she sounded in return she glared and pouted at you. 'don't laugh at me'

''sorry sorry babe you just look so cute'' You giggled before carring bride style. You walked out and people were staring at you and tash after all none of them ever seen black widow this... soft. As soon as happy saw it he rolled his eyes and told the other bodyguards they could take the rest of the night off knowing you murder them if they ever interrupted your kinky time with nat. ''please just make sure your naked ass doesn't end up on the news like your dad did.'' Happy said and you laughed at how your dad ended up drunk butt naked on the roof top after a wild party.

''don't worry about it i wouldn't let a media shit head near my wife''

You walked out to your car as people were shouting for your attention. Natasha had her head nuzzled into your neck making you smile. You gentle put her in the passenger seat and you drove off to a calm and quite place in the woods.

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maybe i will write a part 2?

[apoptoses]

Have you ever been reading Devil’s Minion and thinking to yourself, “damn, I just can’t nail down a face for Daniel”? Have you watched Interview with the Vampire and felt like neither Christian Slater nor River Phoenix hit the mark for you?

Allow me to introduce you to James fucking Spader.

Look at him! Is that not the face of Daniel, completely fed up with Armand feeding his cigarettes down the garbage disposal?

He’s got the naive and beautiful face but ALSO the defiant yet beseeching thing down! Also he was like 22 here, which is right around the age Daniel met Armand so he’s at peak Healthy, Pretty Molloy here. No wonder Louis decided to take him home!!

“Do you know what a zip code is, or a tax bracket? I’m the one who buys all the goddamned airline tickets. Millions. How are we going to get millions! Steal another Maserati and be done with it, for God’s sakes!”

Spader is the original 80′s pretty boy you’d assume starred as the leading man in some schmoopy romances or schlocky teen dramas and he did that for a minute. Like check him out in Pretty in Pink-

 Is this not peak Night Island Daniel, in his Miami Vice looking bespoke suit ready to head out with Armand for the night?

Look at him snuggled into his blanket in Tuff Turf, like Daniel hungover and forcibly woken up to honky tonk piano tunes!

But the deliciousness doesn’t end at his looks. Because in true Molloy fashion that man said ‘you know what? I wanna make movies for freaks and weirdos only’

In Sex, Lies and Videotape he plays the sweetest pervert who loves interviewing women about their sex lives, video taping it, and then watching them back naked but not actually getting off! He’s impotent, he’s a gentle and lovely weirdo, there’s vampire!Daniel fodder for days in this one.

Crash is a horny flick that defies all explanation and really you need to go in blind if you’re gonna watch this one, but let me just say this: If Spader and his Wife in this film aren’t the most Daniel and Armand coded couple in cinema history I will eat my shoes. Also there’s tons of beautiful footage of him driving around at night with his blond hair ruffling in the breeze.

Your prefer your Daniel with glasses? Oh, perfect, because in Bad Influence he plays a sweet guy who gets into a fucked up situation with a toxic friend and a sex tape!

In Storyville he lets himself be thrown on the floor and lays there submissively before getting involved in yet another sex tape scandal!

Don’t even get me started on Dream Lover, another smut filled romp (with some filthy deleted scenes if you google the uncut version) which has the most Devil’s Minion promo photos of all time-

Like! Get the fuck out!

I could just go all day about his body of work but some of it you’ve just gotta see for yourself. In pretty much every film you’re guaranteed smut with him being deliciously submissive, extremely gentle with his hands, and down for all kinds of kink. And in most of his movies he gets bloody at least once, like-

this is a shitty picture i took of my laptop but look at the blood at the corner of his mouth! Vampire activities!

In summary, let me hit you with a photo dump:

Daniel laying in a cheap motel room during the chase years!

Daniel with delightful 70s hair!

More glasses!Daniel!

Daniel with a half-buttoned 80′s shirt looking so beautiful it’s no wonder Armand couldn’t NOT turn him!

It’s dark, he’s wet, he looks exhausted!

He’s the ideal beautiful Molloy Weirdo and I will not be accepting any other arguments, goodbye!!

[sirenascales]

-> Much Needed Downtime 18+

You caught their eye as they take a break in your family inn.

Tengen x Makio x Hinatsuru x Suma x F!Reader

4,490 words

cw: SMUT, nsfw, bi!reader, FF, FM, group sex, face sitting, tribing, oral[M+F receiving], unprotected sex, yeah boi,

note: i finished this in three days........... lmfao

The loud, boisterous laughter was a welcome sound, you having grown bored of the usual quiet that usually enveloped the inn and spa that your family ran. It was a small, quaint place, though still popular with the people of your home. It was a welcomed home from home, the wisteria flower on the side wall very inviting to all.

Especially to those like the man who you served tonight, his loud laughter was heard even outside of the room he shared with the three women that came with him. They all looked a little worse for wear, but your parents were already jumping at the opportunity to see to their needs.

"Excuse me," you called, knocking on the door before you carefully slid it open. You held a tray in your hand, a nice hot pot of tea and cups balanced carefully on it. "Tengen, sir, I have more tea. I can serve you all if you'd like."

"We would appreciate that," Tengen responded, a wide grin on his face and you felt your face heat up. You couldn't believe just how incredibly handsome that man was, his body built by freaking Gods. And you couldn't even get started with the women.

Suma, Makio and Hinatsuru, Tengen's wives. They were all incredibly beautiful, each one of them making your heart beat faster and faster as you served them their tea as well. How could one man be so lucky? How could three women be so lucky? You were harmlessly jealous. You wanted a hot wife and hot husband. Or wives. And husbands.

"Ow! Fuck!" In your thoughts, you were a bit careless as you set down Suma's hot tea, the liquid spilling on your hand. "Mother fucker!"

"Oh no! Are you okay!" You were immediately swarmed, Hinatsuru grabbing your hand to look over the burn. The pain made you sniffle, tears welling in your eyes. That in turn made Suma start to cry, apologizing profusely as Makio became agitated with her.

"Don't cry, idiot! Make sure she's okay!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I should have helped you!"

"I'm okay, guys..." you said softly, frowning and wincing and Hinasturu poked your hand. "Ow."

"I'm sorry, honey," she said softly, then turning her head to look at her husband. "Tengen-sama, we have some burn salves, right?"

Tengen, who could only watch the scene in front of him in amusement, nodded his head, his white hair swaying slightly. "Of course. I'll grab it."

"Really, it's okay, guys," you tried to protest, pulling your hand away from Hinasturu. "I have my own salves. I can use that myself. Besides, I have to clean up the mess..."

"Nonsense!" Makio immediately scolded you. "You're hurt!"

"Yeah, you should take a break at least for a week!" Suma declared and you couldn't help but laugh at her, eyeing Tengen as he finally kneeled before you with a small container and some bandages.

"Then how would I serve the other demon slayers as they come here? It is my duty, you know. And I said I can get my own-"

"Oh, shut up, dammit," Tengen cursed at you as he snatched your hand in his. He held it firmly, careful as he used his fingers to rub the soothing salve on the red burn on your skin. You just huffed, cursing under your breath and that made Tengen smirk. "Usually you're so polite... and boring."

"How rude! Bastard!"

Tengen laughed gleefully, wrapping the bandages around your hand. "But there is a temper and a dirty mouth behind those lips! That's quite flashy, but not as flashy as me!" He ended off his stupid rant with a tap on your bandaged hand, ignoring your hissing in pain. "That should heal up quickly. You need to be more careful."

You pouted. "I know... I'm sorry I ruined your tea time."

Tengen just waved you off dismissively, Hinasturu gently grabbing your shoulder.

"It's okay. It was just an accident," she smiled at you, and your face started to heat up. It was so nice of all of them to jump to help you the way they did. They were just... really nice people, even Tengen who walked around with his head as big as the sun. He didn't have to, but he treated your wound, and you swore you could have seen a glimpse of tenderness as he did so.

"Thank you..." your voice was soft, but you smiled at them. If this was how they were to someone like you, you can imagine how much love and care they had for each other. Ahhh, you were jealous, but so happy for them. "Have a good night. Breakfast will be finished early tomorrow."

You left their room, bowing to them one last time before closing the door. They listened as you walked away, sipping on their tea before Makio set her cup down, waiting a moment before opening her mouth.

"She's cute."

Suma immediately agreed, nodding her head cutely. Hinasturu giggled, turning to her husband, who sat in thought, before he leaned back, his kimono opening with the movement to expose his bare chest. He could see his wives' expressions change and he smirked, loving how the energy changed as they eyed him down hungrily. There wasn't anything quite like getting ravished by three beautiful women. And soon, it'll be four.

"Come get me, my loves. We can come up with ideas to have our cute friend to ourselves soon..."

The next day came and you were surprised to find the burn on your hand was already healed. Whatever the hell was in that salve Tengen rubbed onto your burn must have been very potent or powerful, because there was no way any normal medicines would work so fast. You didn't question it for long, though. You lived in a world where demons existed... super powerful healing salves weren't that much of a big deal.

You went on about the day running the inn with your parents, housing some other demon slayers who were a little worse for wear and needed a safe place to sleep and lay low. Your attention was mostly on Tengen and his wives, your parents having given you the job of personally assisting the hashira when needed. You served them breakfast and their tea, again thanking them for helping you with your burn.

You also learned that this will be the last night they will be in your care, telling you their plans to leave early the next morning. You were sad to see them go, but knew that they had their own duties to fulfill.

By the time night fell, you were making your last trip to their room, a tray of tea in hand, and a bag of extra towels strapped to your back. You knocked, announcing your arrival before sliding the door open and walking inside. The room was empty and you frowned, confused.

"Hello? I brought tea and extra towels!" you called.

"We're in the washroom!" Suma called from the attached room and without thinking, you went right on over after setting the tray down.

"Here are the extra tow- oh my GOD! I am so sorry!" You had walked into the washroom without thinking, greeted with the sight of Tengen, Makio, Suma and Hinatsuru naked as the day they were born, washing themselves. You dropped the towels, spinning around to face the wall. "I wasn't thinking! I'm so sorry!"

Tengen laughed loudly and you felt your face heat up. How could you be so careless?!

"You're such an airhead!" Tengen said with a laugh and you groaned, mortified.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Tengen-sama, don't tease her!" Hinatsuru scolded her husband, and you could still hear Tengen snickering.

"You gotta admit, Hina... it was pretty funny," Makio spoke up and you groaned again, shuffling along the wall, trying to find the door with your head turned away. Suma was giggling and you wanted to die.

"Again, I am so sorry. Let me just leave..." You were so embarrassed, all you wanted to do was crawl into a hole. You'd rather face a demon right now.

"Nooo, don't leave!" Suma exclaimed, and you suddenly felt yourself being pulled back. Almost instinctively, you turned around to face her, feeling your face get impossibly hot now that you were once again seeing the four demon slayers naked in all their glory. Suma was closest to you, her cute face pulled in a pout as she held your arm. "You should stay, since we're leaving tomorrow!"

You were dumbfounded, heart pounding as you tried to look anywhere BUT at them. This couldn't be happening.

"I couldn't possibly..." you started, stuttering a bit as you stared at the ceiling. "It's inappropriate... I have a job to do..."

"Bullshit," Tengen drawled, making you freeze. "Just take your clothes off and join us in the hot springs."

"Well, she has to wash up first," Makio brought up, while steam literally floated from your head. What was happening?!

"So come on," Suma said, making you finally look at her. You tried not to stare at her breasts. "Join us, okay?" She tugged on your arm again, a hopeful look on her face.

"Suma, we can't force her," Hinatsuru spoke and you looked at her, biting your lip as your brain worked on overdrive. She was so beautiful... they all were.

"Well, when you finally do decide," Makio started, sitting by the running shower. She smirked at you, sending a chill down your spine as you couldn't help but look at her beautiful body. "We'll help you wash up."

You could have melted into the floor, chewing on your bottom lip. Was this seriously happening? The three women stood by, eagerly waiting for your answer. And Tengen, he was already making his way towards the private hot springs just outside the room, and you tried not to ogle at the way his toned ass moved with each step. You were too scared to even think about his front.

Still, you found yourself finally reaching for the front of your kimono, Suma gasping and clapping her hands in excitement when you let the garment fall and pool around your feet.

"Yay! Let's get you cleaned up!"

Suma dragged you to the shower, and soon, three pairs of hands were all over you, one washing your hair, as the other two worked to clean your luscious body. Even then, you could feel the hard, piercing stare of the man watching from his place in the hot spring, letting his women get ready for the things to come.

"I knew you had nice tits," Makio so crudely remarked, grabbing your breasts from behind as she lathered them up with soap. You couldn't help but moan, making the blond giggle as she pinched your nipples. She pressed her soft body against your back, and soon, you were absolutely engulfed as the other two women held you close, their bodies pressed to yours, hands still roaming, soon replaced by their mouths.

Somehow, you were kissing Hinatsuru, moaning against her lips as Suma sucked on one of your nipples as Makio kissed and bit the soft skin of your neck. You didn't know what to do with your hands, so they hung uselessly at your side.

"You can touch them, you know," Tengen spoke up and you glanced over. He was clearly enjoying the show, his cheeks flushed red, his eyes a bit blown with arousal. "They won't mind."

So you tried, grabbing onto Suma and Hinatsuru's waists before sliding your hands up. You started massaging their breasts, earning a few moans as they continued to lavish your body with kisses under the warm shower. You turned your head, looking back at Makio with lust filled eyes before kissing her, not wanting her to feel left out as you continued to play with Hinatsuru's and Suma's breasts.

You squeezed your thighs together, your pussy was soaked, and not because of the water. It ached with need, wanting to be touched.

"We should join Tengen-sama..." Hinatsuru said, her voice full of want. She turned off the shower, and with trembling legs, you walked with the women to the hot springs, where you climbed in one by one.

The water was hot, and perfectly so. Your body immediately began to relax while you watched the three beauties flock to their husband, essentially climbing onto his large self and peppering him with kisses and touches.

"What are you just standing there for?" Tengen asked once he noticed you standing off to the side a bit awkwardly. "Get over here. Can't you see they made a spot for you?"

And they did, but you still hesitated. They were in an established relationship, and you didn't want to intrude. You getting into the hot springs finally made you realize. They seemed to sense that, and Tengen laughed at you. "It's okay, sweetheart. Come."

"Yeah, we want you to join us! Why'd you think we want you to stay with us tonight?" Suma said from her place at Tengen's side. You watched as his large hand smooth down her back, then under water, where she gasped and threw her head back. "T-Tengen-sama!"

You bit your lip, slowly making your way over to the group. Hinatsuru pulled you the rest of the way in, Makio pressing you right against her husband. His body felt hard and firm, and you shuddered in delight. You kissed Hinatsuru again, feeling yourself get less shy as you moved a hand between her thighs, making her moan into your mouth as you began to stroke her pussy.

"Finally," you heard Tengen grumble before you felt his hand grab your chin, making you look at him. "You don't get to be shy with us. It's boring and unflashy. Just let loose. Fuck us, and we'll fuck you." He smirked before he kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth as you moaned. You returned the kiss, still rubbing on Hinatsuru's clit before you pushed two fingers into her. You heard her moan and you shivered again.

Beside you, Makio turned her attention to Suma, kissing her passionately, while Tengen still pleasured Suma under the water. You bolted in surprise when you felt thick fingers prod at your own pussy, pulling away from the kiss with Tengen to see him smirk as he easily pushed two fingers into you. You gasped in surprise, his two fingers filling you up more than you expected and you could only moan at the thought of being stuffed with his cock.

"That's it... music to my ears," Tengen cooed, relishing at the sounds of the four women moaning and sighing their pleasures. As nice as it was, Tengen's cock was throbbing with need under the hot water of the spring, needing to be in someone. "Suma..." he whispered, pulling his fingers out of his wife's pussy and squeezing her hip. "Ride me."

You, Makio, and Hinatsuru moved to give Suma room to climb onto Tengen's lap fully, watching her kiss him hungrily as he reached under water to grab his cock, lining it up against Suma's entrance before she sank down onto him. They both hissed in pleasure, while you couldn't help but pout a bit at the fact that you couldn't see.

"I wanna see..." you mumbled, earning some laughs as Makio and Hinatsuru turned their attention to you. Suma already started to bounce on Tengen's cock, her high pitched whines sounding into the air as he clung onto his shoulders.

"That's right, baby... fuck you feel so good," Tengen whispered into Suma's ear, groaning unabashedly as his wife rode him. It just made a deep tingle go down your spine.

"Come on..." Makio whispered to you, pushing you towards the edge of the spring, where she effortlessly lifted you up to sit you on. She grinned at you, spreading your legs to expose your pussy. She didn't waste any time, and you threw your head back and moaned when she started to eat you out.

Makio worked wonders with her pretty mouth, licking and slurping at your pussy like a woman starved. Suma still rode Tengen's cock, his hands holding onto her hips harshly as he thrust up into her. You lot were loud, not ashamed or concerned about who could hear.

"Hina..." you moaned the woman's name, lying flat on your back and gesturing towards your face with your hand. It didn't take long for her to hover over your face, your hands grabbing onto her hips to bring her down. You wrapped your lips around her clit, earning you a throaty moan as her fingers curled in your hair. Makio still ate you out skillfully, her tongue pressed against your clit as she fucked you with two long fingers.

"Ah! Tengen-sama!" Suma whined, her face buried in her husband's neck as he fucked up into her, his face contorted with pleasure. His eyes screwed shut, his head thrown back as he moaned deeply.

"Suma... come on, baby..."

"I'm gonna cum! Please!"

"Then cum."

You clenched around Makio's fingers at the sounds surrounding you, your fingers digging into Hinatsuru's hips as you tried to focus on sucking on her clit. Suma's sharp cry rang in your ears as she came around her husband's cock, her gasping breathlessly as he continued to fuck into her. He came with a hoarse grunt, and hearing that was enough to make you cum around Makio's fingers with a loud cry.

"Oh fuck yes," Makio groaned, practically swallowing you whole as she ate you through your orgasm, using her strength to keep your shaking legs spread apart. You moaned into Hinatsuru's pussy, trying to keep her satisfied despite Makio overstimulating you. Hinatsuru grinded herself down against your tongue, gasping in pleasure, which got swallowed up by Suma who came out of nowhere and kissed her.

Then you heard Makio cry out, the sounds of water sloshing and skin slapping against skin. Tengen was pressed right up against Makio, fucking her from behind with a hand grabbing her chin, the other holding one of your thighs open.

"Look at that, such a pretty pussy," Tengen hummed, licking his lips as he continued to thrust in and out of Makio's pussy. He was tall enough to lean over her shoulder, bending her over slightly, and planting his mouth right onto your pussy to eat you out.

You moaned, Hinatsuru still grinding down onto your tongue as Suma sucked and massaged her breasts. It was nasty, loud, and all around exhilarating as you gave into your carnal desires, the slapping of skin and the slurping of tongues mixing deliciously with loud cries of wanton bliss.

Tengen made you cum on his tongue, his wife crying out while she came on his dick. Hinatsuru tasted heavenly as she came in your mouth, her legs shaking as she carefully climbed off your face and fully into Suma's arms as she held her up.

You lay on the edge of the spring, breathing heavily as you heard movement around you, followed by giggling as Suma kissed on your face. "Come on... let's go inside..."

Somehow you made it onto your feet, following the others inside their room. Their very large futon was already set out, and Tengen wasted no time in lying Hinatsuru on her back, spreading her legs and pressing the tip of his cock against her. It was the first time you actually got a look at it, and you had to wipe the drool off your chin.

Makio snickered. "It tastes just as good as it looks."

"It's so big..." you whispered, wanting nothing more than to have Tengen's cock stuffed down your throat. "Can I...?"

"Go ahead," Tengen said, and you immediately go to your knees, mindful of Hinatsuru lying there. You smiled at her, kissing on her knee before you reached out to grab Tengen's thick cock. Your fingers didn't even touch. You shuddered, leaning down to take a tentative lick on his tip.

Tengen shivered, eying his two other wives beside them on the floor. Their legs were tangled, Makio on top of Suma with her pussy rubbing against hers. Makio held Suma's leg to her chest, cursing in pleasure as she rolled her hips, fucking Suma into the floor.

Then Tengen felt you take his cock into your hot mouth and he moaned, looking down at you and Hinatsuru. You brought your free hand to her pussy, thumbing her clit as you slowly sucked him off. Tengen appreciated that you took care to keep his wives' pleasure in mind, his hand curling into your hair before he pushed more of his cock in your mouth.

You groaned, eyes closing as you focused on the two tasks at hand. Having Tengen's cock in your mouth sent you on a high, your mind hazy. This was probably the best night of your fucking life, and you didn't want it to end.

Hinatsuru whined softly and you slid Tengen's cock out of your mouth. You pressed a hand onto her hip, looking at Tengen before you guided the tip of his cock right against Hinatsuru's entrance. Tengen didn't even have to wait for an invitation, and you watched in awe as his thick cock disappeared inside her tight pussy. You shuddered again. You couldn't wait.

Tengen started slow, but that didn't last long, and soon he was fucking Hinatsuru's brains out, her legs thrown over his wide shoulders as he plunged his cock in and out of her. Makio and Suma were scissoring right beside them, and you made your way over to them, where Suma immediately grabbed you, pulling you into a hot kiss.

Soon you were on your back, knees pushed up to your chest while Suma straddled the back of your thighs. In this position, her pussy was pressed right onto yours, grinding down with each frantic roll of her hips. You cried out, your open mouth the perfect invitation for Makio to press her pussy against it. You immediately grabbed her hips, pushing her down hard against your tongue and making her grind down on you.

You could die like this, either with Makio's pussy suffocating you, or with Suma fucking you with her clit on yours, her sharp cries loud and clear. Tengen continued to fuck Hinatsuru through the futon, his mouth on hers in a messy kiss that stole her breath away.

You and Suma came at the same time, your moaning against Makio's clit making her cum into your mouth. The two women rolled off of you, the three of you breathing heavily to the sounds of Tengen making Hinatsuru cry out with her orgasm. Tengen was soon to follow, cumming deep into his wife with a loud groan, hands gripping her thighs hard.

You groaned softly when hands spread your legs apart, a pair of stronger ones grabbing your hips. Opening your eyes, you see Tengen and his wives hovering over you, their eyes hot and dark with lust for you. Reaching down, Hinatsuru spread your pussy lips open, Makio guiding Tengen to push his cock into you. Suma leaned down, kissing on your chest, her cowives following her lead soon after.

The stretch of Tengen's cock made you crazy, your mouth opening in a silent moan as he slowly started to fuck into you. He tilted his head back and moaned, his thrusts getting faster, and deeper, to the point when each one made you see stars. The women kissed and loved on your body, loving the way you moaned and gasped and writhe under them; under Tengen. They loved how glassy your eyes were, how fucked out you look after the long time they had completely bending you to their whim.

You tried to hold onto them, but they pinned your hands to the floor, Makio kissing you hard on the mouth. "Just let us please you now," she whispered, grinning when you let out a sharp gasp when Tengen started to hit that one spot inside you.

"Fuck! Right there!" you begged, gasping again when Tengen obliged.

"Yeah? This your spot?" Tengen asked smugly, hitting that spot again as he did so. The women cooed over you, the sound of skin against skin ever loud in your ears as tears started to flow down to your hairline. Hinatsuru covered her mouth and laughed, biting her lip as she massages your breasts.

"Look at you.... so pretty..."

You whined loudly, wanting to look away but Makio held your chin, making you look back up at them while Tengen fucked you. You could only lay there and take it, crying out and wiggling in their grasps. You were completely under their mercy, and you were okay with that.

"Please..." you cried softly, your body getting tight, the knot in your stomach getting too hot for you to handle.

"Come on, sweetheart," Tengen groaned, keeping his thrusts steady as he moved his hand up your body until he cupped your cheek, thumb wiping away some tears. "Cum. Scream for us."

You whimpered, eyes screwing shut and before long, that knot snapped and your vision went white. You didn't realize how loud you screamed, your body arching as your orgasm washed over you in intense waves. You were about sobbing now, the three women above you kissing and caressing you lovingly as Tengen fucked you through your orgasm, and trying to reach his. Soon, he does, cumming deep inside of you with a curse before pulling out.

You didn't know how long you laid there, breathing heavily and staring up into the ceiling with blurry vision. Makio, Hinatsuru, and Suma lay beside you, while Tengen sat up, very pleased but also a bit worn out. He pushed his hair back away from his face, looking down at his women, eyes landing on you. His lips curled up.

"Alright, ladies... let's get cleaned up and get to bed. You, sweetheart, are not going anywhere." You knew that was directed at you, but you were too tired to care.

You awoke the next morning, groaning at the soreness in your body that made itself present as soon as you tried to move. Still, you forced yourself up, staring around the room blearily as you took in your surroundings. You were in the large futon, tucked in cozily before you sat up. You were also alone, and you frowned slightly. Still, you rolled around a bit, not wanting to get up, before you found a fold noted right beside the futon, as well as your kimono folded nicely beside it.

Grabbing the note, you opened it, laughing to yourself as you read it. You couldn't help but smile, holding the note to your chest with a soft sigh. Tengen, Makio, Hinatsuru, and Suma... they promised to see you again. You fell onto your back, grinning up at the ceiling. Yeah, you sure hoped so.

I hope you all enjoyed it! Please, leave your thoughts! ❤️

[shadesofdeviant]

Random 9-1-1 Thoughts

Listen, I love Buddie. I've been a Buddie clown since Eddie's very first episode. Buck made a face at Eddie getting dressed, Whatta man played and I went "...well shit" as my fingers took a life of their own and started writing fic.

I also adore BuckTommy, Or TEvan or whatever wierd name we're going with. The chemistry was beautiful, it felt natural and passionate in a way none of Buck's previous relationships have and I am HERE for it.

But if we are going to get Eddie having a sexuality crisis of his own...

Do you know what I'd like to happen? For Eddie to be somewhere on the Ace spectrum. whether sexual or romantic or both.

The man who has only really felt comfortable both romantically and physically with his late wife who was his high school sweetheart.

Who forms strong platonic friendships that to most outsiders might look romantic or flirtatious in nature, but the concept of which never crosses his mind.

Who moves too fast and fails to let that bond develop, or pushes himself into doing what society/family expects of him and then wonders why he ends up having literal panic attacks.

This man says he hates being forced to date, who stresses about performing normally on them. He judges his eligibility with women based on how much time he wants to spend with them, based on the idea of them, how much his kid likes them, not because they're attractive or he feels a connection with them. Who complains that sex complicates things, who gets teased mercilessly by the others for not being good at dating or knowing what to do. Who freaks out at the idea of being set up on dates and then promptly drops said blind date like a hot potato and yet somehow ends up with a new friend.

I'd adore for Buddie to go canon.

I'd adore for BuckTommy to remain canon.

I would go feral for Queer Platonic Buddie (maybe with extra Tommy) where Eddie comes to terms with the fact he's not broken or weird, that he's perfectly fine just the way he is, that he doesn't need to follow societal norms and can get everything he needs from those around him without having to throw himself into something alloromantic/sexual.

I also really feel like I need to write this so...I guess it's on the list haha.

[golden-barnes]

So I have this concept in my head I think I even shared it with another writer. But anyway here it goes. Reader is the cook at the avengers tower and Bucky is convinced she's working for Hydra. He thinks she was sent to trick him and spy on him. His reasoning is she always where's these aprons that reminds him of his ma. Different aprons for every occasion. She always has 40s music playing and is always singing along and dancing. She's this soft feminine bundle of sunshine. And her chocolate chip cookies taste just like his ma's. He knows she's evil but she's really just wonderful. He has fallen for her but doesn't realize it and is constantly trying to get her to reveal that she is a Hydra agent. She just wants to make him happy because she saw what he was like when he was healing after what Hydra did and harbors a huge crush. She actually got the recipe from his sister before she passed away to make them to help Steve adjust and started making them for both of them. Anyway I'm done rambling.

Your freaking BRAINNNNN. Ugh if this starts a series in my page Im blaming you because I am obsessed but also don't have enough time to write a full story so I might do something longer later with this idk. (also I'm envisioning a chubby plus size reader because it just felt right) Hope you like it!

Warning: swearing

"Hey, Robocop, could you stop glaring at our new cook?" Sam joked, noticing his friend glaring at their newest cook.

"She's a spy, Sam." Sam scoffed at the ridiculousness of Bucky's words.

"Bucky, she is baking an upside-down pineapple cake and wearing a pink and white apron while dancing to a Nat King Cole song. If she's a spy, Beyonce is my wife." Sam tried to reason with the soldier, but Bucky glared at him.

"Maybe that's what Hydra wants you to think. They are trained to be unsuspecting and blend in." Bucky whispered to Sam, looking at the cook, who was singing the lyrics of the song that was playing. He was transported back in time when his mom and sister would do the same thing. And there she was, (Y/N) in his mom's summertime apron, singing one of his mom's favorite songs. Hydra was getting sloppy with their spies if this was what they were sending.

After his therapy session, Bucky arrived at the compound and noticed a plate of chocolate chip cookies on the kitchen counter. He didn't think much, but he grabbed one and ate it.

He paused and looked at the cookie. It was exactly like his ma's recipe. He could feel his eyes water because he hadn't realized how much he missed these fucking cookies.

"Hello, Sargent. Like the cookies?" The alleged spy asked. She was wearing a very familiar floral apron. An apron he used to laugh at, saying it looked like his nana's curtains. His ma would always stick her tongue out in retaliation. Maybe he should try and see if she has the same reaction...

"Nice apron... Kinda looks like my grandma's curtains." (Y/N) laughed at his joke.Like a full belly laugh. She looks cute, Bucky thought. But immediately shook his head. Nope, this girl that looks like a warm hug personified is evil.

"It does kinda look like that. My grandma had the same one." She said, twiddling with the edge of the apron. Hydra really trained this one well.

And every day it was like this. Bucky would find her singing and dancing with an apron that was exactly like the one his mom would wear. It was driving him insane. Sam had tried to reason with him, but everything felt like a trap. It was like Hydra stole his memories and was recreating them with a beautiful lady that was just Bucky's type.

But today, it was Bucky's last straw. (Y/N) was wearing his ma's favorite red apron. And he knew it was his ma's because he could see the J and R embroidered in the apron's hem. Bucky had bought the apron, and Becca embroidered it as a Mother's Day gift.

"Cookie?" She asked, showing him a plate of freshly baked chocolate cookies. They smelt exactly like the ones ma' used to make. It angered him.

"What's your deal? How did you get this recipe and that apron?" Bucky growled. (Y/N) took a step back, but she didn't look scared.

"You know the bakery in Queens called Paulie's?" She started saying; Bucky nodded. His mom used to bring them there anytime they were going to celebrate something special in their family.

"I used to work there part-time in high school. So did Rebecca, your sister... She was the head baker there and taught me all the recipes I knew. A lot of them were your mom's. When she retired and moved in with her grandson, she gave me all these beautiful aprons. I am sorry if it made you uncomfortable. " She said honestly.

Bucky kept looking into her eyes to search for a lie. But there wasn't any there.

"Steve went to Paulie's and tried my cookies. He said it tasted like your mom's, and that's when SHIELD hired me. They thought having a familiar aspect would be easier for your transition." She confessed.

"And the music?" Bucky whispered. He felt kinda nice; she wasn't a spy. She was just a woman who had a connection with his sister. Maybe he could find out more about her last moments through her.

"She wouldn't work if she didn't have music playing in the background. I think I just adopted that habit." She said sheepishly. Bucky chuckled; his mom was the same.

"Would you like to learn how to back?" She added and Bucky nodded, holding back the tears.

"Sure, I would love to." The smile that she gave him was worth a million dollars and he would gladly pay it if it meant he would see it again. To think he thought it was a fucking Hydra spy.

[onyourhyuck]

MRS NA? | NA JAEMIN. | PART FOUR.

— Prologue: “I’m not your servant, I’m your wife Jaemin.” + “Okay, I sense I may have said this wrongly to you.”

— Summary: Wherein Go Yeeun wakes up from a coma and meets Na Jaemin claiming to be her husband and have five children together.

— Genre: jaemin series. Romance. Found family. Mystery. Smut. Crack. Fluffiness.

— Notes: THIS IS A JAEMIN SERIES ON MY BLOG. reblog and follow me for more daily updates.

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Go Yeeun walks down the plains of the farm. The animals were groomed and dressed into newer coats. The different hairbrushes for the horses had to be used which took longer than doing a simple hairstyle for yourself. Taking care of a farm alone was no joke a very hard job and task. Many of the animals were very important and so Yeeun had no choice but to take care of them, because her lovely husband who works a 9 to 5 job couldn’t do that. Yeeun doesn’t remember anything to say to Jaemin. She doesn’t know if she actually agreed to these chores, to do them. But she took a wild leap and believes her so called husband.

Was he even a husband at this point? Yeeun has been stuck for two months trying to regain her memories of Jaemin and the five children. Nothing came to mind. Sometimes her dreams feels like a puzzle more than a dream with no meaning.

At this point the young woman feels so misplaced. Like a red wine bottle placed between two beer aisles. She feels like a stuck out sore thumb that you can point out in a second. Something about this place doesn’t feel like home. This place feels new and foreign to Yeeun.

And she cannot believe she chose a life like this? I mean a farm? Chores all day? Take care of children all the freaking time and when the kids go to sleep, Yeeun has to deal with an emotionally unavailable husband who barely makes an effort to understand her? This life sounds far from perfect. Far from normal. Far from what Yeeun believes she would have wanted in the past before her memories were erased from her mind.

Opening the backyard door, the young with the black long hair stuck in a messy bun wearing rain boots and overalls sweating from head to toe because she was doing everything to make the animals happy and all fed and cleaned, the overalls had stains of mud and reeking of cow’s straws from the hay. Not expecting anyone to be home. Yeeun’s round beautiful shaped eyes resembling a diamond nearly widen at the sight of the man with a slight tone and muscular build in the kitchen making himself a hot coffee. He wore a reddish and white flannel with crossed squares, a white tank top that make his muscular chest and pecs visible at times.

As much as Yeeun was shocked she was slightly confused too. Why was he back so early? He only left three hours ago.

The woman takes off the boots and then comes forward watching him sip the warm coffee. “What are you doing here back so early?” Yeeun questions with an eyebrow raise and he looks back seeing that Yeeun was already finished with her chores. He smirks raising his eyebrows at the question. “Oh hey bunny lips.” He smirks twirling around like a jelly bean with his body.

Jaemin leans against the counter as his eyes watch Yeeun’s figure. She looks slightly exhausted from doing chores all morning until afternoon. It makes him become smug as he saw Yeeun sit down with a groan as she looks at him.

He turns around when Yeeun was waiting for his answer clearly and he opens his mouth. “Ah. I’m just so good at my work that I finished early. Aren’t i a good husband my darling wife?” The tone he used was somehow mocking and a bit condescending.

Yeeun frowns but doesn’t say anything. She already feels slightly annoyed at him since the last time. They haven’t really spoke much. Not like they had much to talk about unless it’s about children. “Right…” Yeeun trails as she sighs. “Why don’t you help around the house then if you’re so good at your job?” She now blasts an invitation to Jaemin, that wasn’t so much of an invitation.

She is tired of doing chores all the freaking time. Jaemin should take some responsibilities around this household too.

His expression fell down. “But Yeeun that’s your job.” He expressed with an obvious hint that he won’t be doing that since it’s meant to be ‘hers’ to do and not Jaemin’s end of the deal.

The woman wasn’t pleased with the answer and any minute now Yeeun feels the boiling pent up rage inside her stomach aching and screaming to come out and tell her so called husband off right now. Yeeun would’ve divorced him by now, just saying she would’ve picked those papers up in a heartbeat. But Yeeun was thinking about the children and so she didn’t do that; the children matter the most. So Yeeun feels only more and more angry and frustrated at Jaemin’s lack of responsibility.

Yeeun slants upwards on the chair at the table as she takes off the boots now, with a stomp on the ground now. It’s clear that her body was showing anger but her voice was silent. He could imagine fire burning on her eyes whenever Yeeun looks at him.

It is also slightly misogynistic isn’t it? Yeeun is a woman so why is she doing the womanly house chores in the house? Surely Jaemin is a bit more modern than that considering his not so-fatherly acting decisions.

“Look are you here to just come and go? You’re meant to be here in this house too and as long as you’re living here you should do some chores around to help.”

There was a moment for their eyes to make contact. Jaemin stares at the woman telling him now this as she’s staring back at him unamused by how his blank eyes were slightly different than before. He looks like he didn’t want to help at all but when Yeeun phrased it like this he feels like he has no choice but to do it? He just never did a single chore in his life. Jaemin opens his mouth to say something but nothing came out so he closed it, and he raised his finger and puts it back down when his lips sealed. Yeeun’s voice comes off as a tired and annoyed sigh.

“I’ll be fair on you. You can wash the dishes on Saturdays and Sundays. And you can also do the laundry on those days too.”

Really? Jaemin couldn’t believe it you’re seriously giving him chores to do on his alone time! On his weekend where he doesn’t have to go to work. It’s the only time he can relax without the children wanting his attention too. And usually he would be at the bar or hanging out with his friends too.

He gave a slight frustrated fake smile at his wife. “Yeeun can you be slightly more lenient on me? I work. I want my alone time too.”

“Funny. I want my alone time too but I don’t get any at all.” Yeeun shot back and Jaemin felt his brain shutting instantly down. Fair enough, it looks like Yeeun has him cornered.

Hands running through his hair as he stares back at Yeeun and he gives her a slight nod as he sits down now in front of Yeeun as they’re at the table watching their faces. He was staring at her as he spoke now with a perusal sweet smile. “Alright how about just Saturday and i clean the dishes.” Jaemin now asked with both of his eyebrows turning up raised, as his voice was clearly trying to convince and change Yeeun’s decisions.

But she was too stubborn and Yeeun wasn’t the type of woman to fall for Jaemin’s tricks from getting away from doing his own chores. Yeeun was fair considering she does everything around here so it was fair. Jaemin was just avoiding her and her demands as his wife.

She leans forward and slams her hands in front of the table shaking it a bit which then flinched Jaemin as he wasn’t expecting Yeeun to really be this commanding and close to his face when shaking that table that held their elbows together on it. “I’m not your servant, I’m your wife Jaemin.”

Yeeun’s words echo in his ears. She feels more like a servant than a wife right now, and Jaemin’s eyes widen a little.

He groans a bit back at her words but he was now truly feeling like there’s no way he can get out of this now. Jaemin sighs.

“Okay, I sense I may have said this wrongly to you.” Jaemin replies to her as he looks at Yeeun again and he finally nods, without much choice, he doesn’t like this at all. “I’ll do the chores on Saturdays and Sundays.”

He then adds quickly causing Yeeun’s expression to falter downwards. “But on one condition.”

Yeeun has a bad feeling now that he’s saying one condition, and she can only think of bad things right now. “What condition will that be?” She sighs.

Yeeun’s expecting the worst.

He smirks leaning closer. “I take you on a date how about that?”

She furrows her eyebrows. “Why a date?” This was very sudden and somehow when Jaemin always suggests something there will always be some weirdly suspicious motive behind it all. Yeeun can’t help but shake this off.

He hums a bit. “Do I need a reason to take my wife on a date away from the kids?” He now stated and it makes Yeeun silent.

He had a point and she has no comeback to say to counter this so Yeeun trails quietly. “Have we went on a date before then?”

There was a little silence as Jaemin smirks and leans closer nodding. “Oh yeah. We did before once. You can tell how that went.” He states with a flirtatious laugh and smile as he’s now suggesting something completely different.

What did he mean? Yeeun thought.

“How did that date go?” She said confused and Jaemin found it surprisingly very innocent reaction of hers. He leans a bit closer and wraps one arm around Yeeun as he shifts her weight and chair to move even closer towards him where he sat in the chair. His playful eyes never leave Yeeun’s confused and curious eyes. It’s clear that she has no clue, and of course she has no clue.

She has no memories. No recollection. It just makes this more or so funny for Jaemin.

When their faces are even closer he whispers to Yeeun’s ears. “How do you think we made Yongsoo, bunny lips?”

The heart raced like crazy. The eyes widen like sweats coming down the Iris pupils. She grew redder on her complexion now and Yeeun snaps away from Jaemin as she scowls now. “Oh god do you have to say this to me?” Yeeun complained, it was unpleasant and it made her flustered. Embarrassed.

Jaemin on the other hand was loving her reactions. He just loves it when she rejects him so equivalently to how much she’s squeamish at the thought too.

It only takes more for Jaemin to throw in a baby-making joke there and there to have his wife Yeeun leaving him alone.

“You asked. Don’t be complaining to me.” Jaemin smirks as he looks back at Yeeun caressing some of the strands behind her ears.

He took a moment to admire her red cheeks. Somehow she has a feeling there’s a bigger motive behind his ‘date’ he’s asking her to go on right now. “So is that a yes then?” He now asked her again with a playful smile. “Don’t leave your husband hanging here, Yeeun.” He sweetly adds.

She groans mentally. Yeeun looks at him with a flat expression between her eyebrows and eyes. “Okay I guess we can go on a date.”

“Perfect. Thank you, Darling. Get ready because we are leaving at 6.” Jaemin remarks standing up and leaving the kitchen which makes Yeeun widen her eyes.

She wasn’t expecting it to be this quick? Now she’s left thinking what was his whole deal with this deal thing. They really haven’t been communicating much to be going on a date despite having children together. Yeeun sighs. This is going to be a long day.

The children were all rousing up at their father when they now were told they won’t be home with Yeeun or him. They were shocked at first. Haewon, the cute little girl with two braids holding her bunny plushie was the first one to speak out with a pout clearly not liking this. “Awh I want mommy. I don’t want uncle Jeno. He’s not fun at all. He thinks he’s funny like Kevin Hart.”

Oh wow how awkward Jaemin thought, he wonders what his best friend has told his children last time when telling a joke considering they all find him extremely unpleasant right now, or maybe they want their mother so bad they don’t want anyone else right now. Usually the boys like Jeno when they get babysat by his friend.

But now? Yeeun completely changed them. Jaemin was left there trying to make his children calm down and not be so disappointed. He didn’t expect the children to be so attached to Yeeun but hey, they are and they really look up to her so much.

“Dad can you take Jeno on the date instead? Mommy can stay with us.” Insu the one with the slight wispy lips on his words whenever he talks now said tugging on Jaemin’s wrist.

Jaemin laughs a little. “Come on what will me and Jeno do on a date if we go together? Anyways we won’t take too long.” He said now as he would huddle the kids as he kneels down. “Be good to Jeno, kids, and I mean it.” When he brought them in a circle to tell them the rules again. He was serious with them now and he spoke with intentions of not having them repeat what they did last time to Jeno…

He starts to list their mischievous pranks they always do and get in trouble for when they get babysat.

“No paper bombs.”

“No filling the water tub until it overflows.”

The boys whine when he said no more pranks with the bathtub. Hanuel was enjoying that one, especially when it was his idea. Despite being the eldest he was a genius at pranks.

Jaemin looks back at Insung, the twin with the wider cute ears sticking out. He flicks his son’s ears warning. “And that counts no playing with fire, Insung. I mean it.”

The boy nods slowly, he looks disappointed when his father said no to fire. Jaemin really doesn’t know how these kids came up with these ideas.

“Alright. Be good kids. Mommy and i will come back home soon.” Jaemin said now and the front door revealing their mother coming out wearing a new outfit that they never once saw on their mother before. She looks more dressed up and she even put on makeup?

Haewon gasps wowing first as behind Jaemin Yeeun was walking outside the house. “Whoa mommy you look so pretty.” Her daughter exclaims and she was literally eyeing her mother as if Yeeun was like a real life-doll.

The eldest boy Hanuel and the twins Insu and Insung were watching their mother with a jealous eye. Why did their mom go with their dad? She was meant to be with them watching their new episode of their cartoon show on tv!

Yongsoo was already crying. “Mommy nooooo nooo don’t goooo.”

The children didn’t want their mother to go and have fun with their dad because let’s be honest, they love Yeeun too much to let her go right now and their attachment issues? Are severally attached. They like Jeno but they can’t compare him to their amazing mother who does everything for them. She knows everything they like. Meanwhile Jeno doesn’t know anything except bad jokes and he ends up getting pranked by them.

The last time Jeno actually babysat them, he woke up ducktaped in the pig pens. He spent the next hour that day with the pigs, his entire body covered in the grey thick duck tape. And the kids were all making a mess at home too with the freedom they had back then.

Yeeun was surprised to see her children so unhappy and it somehow made her heart beat so much. She gives them a loving smile all and hugs them all in a crowding manner and a huddle. “Oh you guys, I’ll be back soon and I promise when I come back I’ll buy you your favourite ice lollies on the way yeah?” The children seem a little more obedient and happy with that deal.

The two men, Jeno and Jaemin now make eye contact as they try not to smile too much. Jaemin has to give it to Yeeun. She has found a bond with the children he couldn’t do at all. Yeeun was so good with them now.

And not to mention how beautiful Yeeun looks right now Jaemin found his eyes stuck on Yeeun. The short sleeve top with slight pale-ish green colour really goes well with that milky soft complexion. The little handbag strand on her arms and the long flared jeans with the boots? It was definitely an outfit that he likes. It shows off every curve and every beautiful detailing Yeeun so much.

Yeeun sighs and looks at Jaemin who she saw staring at her in a very obvious and different manner and direction.

“What?” Yeeun blurts out confused, she looks down at her outfit and then back at her husband. “Do I have something on my face?” She half panics and Jaemin shakes his head. “No, no,”

He clears his voice. “Nothing. I was zoning out.” He brushed away the own thoughts of Yeeun looking beautiful. “Get inside the car Yeeun, we gotta go.” The woman was brought to reality and she nods getting inside the passenger car.

The car clicks and she looks out the window waving at the five children. “You sure your friend can handle them?” Yeeun would ask looking at the driver seat where her husband was sitting now starting the engine with the key in the car hole and they soon drive off slowly leaving the farm and their house property. The drive in their town roads were slowly coming into view and Jaemin let’s out a soft laugh at Yeeun’s question. He trusts Jeno. They went through high school, through kindergarten. They were friends since they were very small at this point Jaemin would put his life on the line for Lee Jeno.

With one hand Jaemin would drive the steering wheel on the car turning round the corner while his left hand was now moving forward to hold Yeeun’s hand softly. He looks back at her for a second only because he needed all his attention on the road as he was driving. “Don’t worry about them being okay, yeah? Jeno is someone I trust with all my heart. He will take good care of them until we go home.”

The hand contact was something new it made Yeeun’s heart race as she saw their hands touching now a lot longer than a second too. She sighs. Jaemin was right this was a date and not a worrying therapy session about her children. “You’re right. So where are you taking me then? Some fancy restaurant?” Yeeun smirks guessing.

She hopes it’s a fancy restaurant where she can have steak or something like that. It would be a perfect date in her book. If Yeeun had to pick. The steak and wine combination for a date at a fancy eloquent restaurant would be an amazing date to go with Jaemin at.

The mention of a fancy restaurant makes Jaemin laugh and shake his head, he was amused to say the least that his wife has high expectations. Well. He’s about to lower them and say goodbye to a fancy restaurant idea. “Oh no no darling. No fancy restaurant.” He smirks.

“I’ll be taking you somewhere more fun and traditional bunny lips.” He smirks wiggling his eyebrows forward which makes Yeeun already think something so bad.

She shouldn’t be having negative thoughts but the way Jaemin was lowering her expectations of what their date was gonna be like. Well. Yeeun was seated in the far tightly as she lets her husband drive them to the secret location.

The drive to the place Jaemin was taking Yeeun to was a bit far from their home but not that far if you don’t walk. By far it was a decent drive. He would come out of the car and Yeeun opens her car door by herself. She wasn’t even sure why she expected Jaemin to open the car door for her, he was walking ahead and when he saw behind that the woman was not following he yells in front motioning a waving hand at her to follow him. “Come on, we can’t miss this tickets!” He yells.

‘Ugh he can’t even open the door and wait for me?…’ Yeeun sighs in her head thoughts.

The area they lived in was always the countryside and almost kinda poor-like with working class. So when she starts to walk following Jaemin behind who bought their fair tickets. It was like an open fair that opened up today. He took her to a local fair with many running games available to do. They walk side by side and Yeeun’s eyes widen at how many rides there was too.

It wasn’t something Yeeun expected, that’s for sure.

He saw her expression searching everything she’s seeing as if getting information where she was at. Jaemin smirks and grabs her hand now. “Come on, don’t get lost. Take my hand.” The man lead her and Yeeun let’s him taking her hand as they held hands while walking amongst other people.

Somehow the warmth in her heart grew when Jaemin was holding her hand so tight leading her to a certain stand where it caught her attention. They were selling all sorts of prizes if you manage to shoot the running duck toys on the wall with the shotgun that has pebbles in it.

Yeeun raised an eye at one of the prizes. It was a a bracelet made up of string but it had a little gemstone in the middle, it was something the young woman noticed first.

Her husband looks at Yeeun and stands behind her to see what she was watching so intensely. “Ah you want the arm bracelet, Yeeun?” Jaemin smirks and he thinks it’s an easy one way job to get for her right now.

He didn’t waste a second but motions to the stand owner. “One shot gun. I want that bracelet up there as the prize. How much do I need to shoot?” The stand owner looks back at the prize and then looks back at Jaemin. “Five ducks.”

‘Five… there’s no way he can manage to shoot five ducks right?’ Yeeun wasn’t sure actually. She can’t remember if he was good at shooting or if he knew how to work it out.

When staring at the man grabbing the shotgun and getting it ready with a proper aim at the running ducks on the walls. It’s like goose hunting. He was chasing the ducks with the aim trying to get one. He was silent and focused when Yeeun was watching him and it feels almost intense right now. Even the owner of the stand was now watching Jaemin with not much expectations.

But even if no one was believing in him. Jaemin shown no fear and no mistakes. The shotgun runs up and he ends up getting the first duck. It struck so quickly that when Jaemin reloads the shotgun it makes Yeeun’s eyes widen trying to make sense of how quick the pebbles were shot at the duck.

He got one, and that one duck turned into four other ducks as he manages to shoot all five remaining ducks to win the bracelet prize.

Jaemin smirks as he takes the bracelet and puts the shotgun back. He then whistles approaching Yeeun on the side. “What’s with the surprised look?” He laughs a bit seeing Yeeun pale as she wasn’t expecting her husband to be so good at aiming with a shotgun.

“I didn’t know you knew how to shoot?” Yeeun said back with a laugh. Jaemin’s smirk never leaves his face as his big round eyes and his long fluttering eyelashes poke at Yeeun’s expression when taking a step forward holding out her arm. The softness of his touch makes her heart race so much more prominently; and his breath was deep as Jaemin’s soft still eyes looking down at her wrist as he tied the bracelet on her wrist finally. “There is a lot of things you don’t remember about me, bunny lips.” Jaemin’s deep and low voice spoke with a smirk as Yeeun looks up at him taking back her wrist when he was done putting on the bracelet.

There was silence between them but Yeeun and Jaemin were brought back to reality when the smell of food passing the fair streets makes her stomach tingle. The growling sound makes Yeeun feel slightly exposed.

She completely forgot to eat earlier today. Jaemin looks at Yeeun with a soft laugh when seeing her become slightly shocked to hear her stomach make such a loud sound. “Hmm, hungry Yeeun?” He grins and she looks at Jaemin with an eye roll. “No, I’m starving.” She emphasised.

There was Yeeun again, with her little eye rolls thrown at his words as he asks the most obvious questions. They begin to walk somewhere more quiet. The fair was getting quite busy the later it gets and so on. Jaemin didn’t really want to eat dinner filled with crowds. And he most certainly prefers some alone time too with Yeeun. It’s a luxury to be alone like this after all. They might as well make most of it.

There was the coastal sea and the brick walls that you can watch the sea crashing against. Yeeun puts her handbag down on the brick wall as she leans with her elbows forward watching the ocean waves crashing down, back and forward, upwards. It sounded so magical to be close to the sea like this and Yeeun closed her eyes inhaling the air.

It feels so cold and refreshing. It makes Yeeun’s body feel so much better. Currently she was alone waiting for someone to come back. Jaemin told her he’s getting food so he told her to wait here for him until then.

When Yeeun was wondering where the man could’ve gotten lost Jaemin appears behind her and leans on the brick wall. He takes out a foiled food. Yeeun was expecting something cleaner, less greasy. The sight of the filled up sandwich with chopped up meat and melted cheese makes Yeeun salivate but also, she wasn’t expecting to be eating greased up meat and cheese.

Jaemin hums taking a bite of the sandwich too. “Here you take a bite you’re hungry aren’t you?” She scowls and shakes her head. “I’m good, you eat up. I’ll eat at home.”

The words she said makes Jaemin smirk as he took another bite and puts the sandwich under Yeeun’s nose which makes her smell how good it actually was. She was just stubborn to want to take a bite out of something that’s greasy and more un-healthy in her eyes.

“Come on, Bunny lips. Don’t be stubborn. One bite?” Jaemin urgently said as he watches her fighting her inner urges and conflict.

Yeeun murmurs. “No I’m fine, not hungry anymore. Looks unpleasant.”

But the moment her eyes were watching the sandwich Jaemin takes a bite out again she couldn’t help but gulp. Her hungry stomach was growing more hungry watching Jaemin eat and she slowly comes closer.

“Fine. Give me one bite…” Yeeun trails as Jaemin smirks giving her the sandwich in the foil paper. When he saw the girl take a bite out of the sandwich it fills his loving eyes on her. He loves seeing Yeeun try the food he eats only.

It’s something he’s used to. Yeeun wasn’t so used to this kind of food, but when he saw her obvious reaction it was clear that she loved it. The moment the bite she took from the sandwich Yeeun let’s out a soft moan and nods as she ate. “Mhmm…” It was clear that his wife loved it, and she was wrong about this food. Jaemin smirks. “Is it good?”

She gulps down chewing the sandwich, she takes another bite going back for seconds, it makes Jaemin almost proud he introduced Yeeun to some good culture over here. “Oh god how come i didn’t find this earlier?”

Yeeun exclaims.

He chuckles and he motions his hands to the sandwich. “Let me take a bite too—“ Yeeun moves her hands away and she shakes her head. Jaemin laughs as she moved away. “Okay okay you eat up, it’s good you’re eating.” He states giving up. It’s obvious she won’t be sharing as it’s too good to her right now. Like a new addiction probably.

Yeeun and Jaemin turn to the ocean view as it was nighttime with a cold breeze running against them and their clothes. She finished eating the sandwich now but Jaemin and Yeeun continue to watch the waves crashing.

“Hmm did you ever travel, Jaemin?” Yeeun asked the man and he softly smiles. “No, but I wish I did.” He sighs.

“Many people born in these deprived areas don’t have the money to travel.” Jaemin started to state the facts. The poor people stay poor.

Yeeun looks at Jaemin softly and she gives him a gentle smile as her hands brush over his hand intertwining their fingers together. Somehow holding hands became natural today. They never held hands before until today.

“Someday we can travel. I’ll make it a promise.” Yeeun softly said to him. She spoke in a soft spoken tone that Jaemin couldn’t even imagine to hear from her ever.

It was different. They’re now speaking openly with softness. It wasn’t like before at all.

Jaemin’s eyes watch Yeeun’s as she said that she would make this come true for him and it made his lips seal together in a thin line.

Sometimes he can feel this invisible thread pulling him towards her heart even more.

The pull, the rough drag, the urge to kiss Yeeun too. Deep inside beneath his harden skin and his high iron walls Jaemin keeps up, there was this heavy heavy gravity of Yeeun’s words resting at the end pit.

And it’s changing him very slowly, breaking at the iron walls he keeps on.

Their bodies were still but Jaemin’s head tilts on the side and softly moves closer letting their lips touch softly. The kiss feels like standing on top of the finest silk or on top of a cloud. Yeeun’s eyes closed and Jaemin’s hands brushed up on her face caressing his thumbs down her cheeks, deepening their soft kiss, she feels the hitching breath stop and her cheeks growing warmer.

The sound of their lips leaving, it was like a wet soft small sound between them that their kiss made when it came off. Jaemin looks down at Yeeun and he slowly brings his hands down her face, admiring how beautiful Yeeun looks tonight.

“I want to apologise for you know…not helping around the house and for not being there for the kids.” Jaemin trails awkwardly. He wasn’t the best at making apologies but it was his goal to give one to Yeeun.

Yeeun was the most shocked though. An apology from Jaemin?

Perhaps Jaemin was changing, Yeeun thought. “Thank you, Jaemin…”

Meanwhile back at home the children were having the time of their lives with their uncle Jeno. But it must be the opposite for their uncle right now, because this feels like utter hell on earth.

Jeno was tied against the stairway railings now with his hands handcuffed by dog leads. One of the children, he can’t remember who, managed to tie his hands with dog leashes!

“Whoever tied me come untie me! Your parents will be hearing about this.” Jeno warns as he sighs, he wishes judgement day came and took him now because he can’t deal with babysitting five rotten devils.

Hanuel the eldest was watching tv with a tub of ice cream and a large spoon. “Uncle Jeno you should really stop shouting, it’s pointless.” Hanuel smartly suggests.

“Be glad you’re not stuck with the pigs like last time.” The older boy said again with a smirk as Hanuel went back to eating the ice cream.

Jeno wants to roll his eyes at the boy’s smart-ass attitude. This kid is meant to be the oldest but why was he the meanest?

Then the twins, those twins were making a mess in the kitchen playing with pots and pans. They rattle and rattle everywhere. Meanwhile their older sister Haewon was trying to bake a cake right now. She’s making the cake batter.

‘Oh how brilliant,’ Jeno thought. Jaemin and Yeeun are having the time of their lives but back home it was chaos running wild like a spreading fire.

Then Jeno’s thoughts stop when Yongsoo was by the top of the stairs with a skateboard. The youngest boy was there ready to roll over with a skateboard down thinking it’s going to be a smooth ride, but Jeno was there in the way and he will be crashed into.

“Oh… Yongsoo! No! Don’t slide down.” Jeno shouts but he came too late to warn the boy as he rolls down with a skateboard and crashed into Jeno’s back knocking Jeno out cold while Yongsoo was sliding down with a little ‘Weeeeeeeee’ happy sound coming out of the boy’s lips.

Jeno will never be babysitting here again, even if Jaemin paid him like this time! He won’t do it again!

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Sorry this took so long, chapter 5 is coming out this week too!! I decided to release 2 parts this week because I was very far behind this series </33

@onyourhyuck please refer from translating copyrighting and plagiarising my work thank youu! Reblog this fic and follow me for more updates on my blog this is a series!

[pablitogavii]

ik your probably swamped with requests but could you do a little thing where the reader doesn’t like her birthday or doesn’t really celebrate it but gavi makes it a big deal and gives her tons of gifts and surprises!! take your time bby ❤️💙❤️💙❤️

Birthday Girl

"What do you mean you don't want to do anything after the game? But baby it's your birthday!" Pablo said while packing to go to Camp Nou with you for his first game in the new season against Madrid.

"It's the first El Classico of the season amor, and I just want to wear my man's jersey and watch him win" you walk up to him snaking arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight hug.

You really wanted to just watch Pablo play, but you were also not a big "birthday girl" person mostly because when you were a child your parents were never around much due to their corporate jobs at the family business which was always a priority.

"I won't only win..but I'll score for you princesa" Pablo whispered and you blushed nodding your head and looking up so he can kiss your lips lovingly.

When you arrived at the camp, cameras flashing in your face and numerous fans cheering and calling Pablo's name you smiled letting him greet his fans before you both walked inside.

"This one is for my birthday girl!" Pablo said kissing your lips before leaving to the dressing rooms and you went to find your seats.

"Hey girl! Happy Birthday!" Mikky greeted me first hugging me tightly and I wondered how the hell did she know about my birthday.

"Many more gorgeous years for you beautiful!" Ana was next and I thanked them both asking how they knew about my birthday seeing them chuckle and show me Pablo's recent story.

pablogavi: My Birthday Girl <33

"Awe he is so sweet isn't he!??" Mikky saw me blushing really never having anybody make such a big deal about my birthday before Pablo. It was strange but it felt nice to feel special today.

"Yeah..um..the game is starting!" you said and all of you took your phones out to film the boys coming out on the pitch. For the rest of the game, your phone buzzed with notifications of people sending you beautiful birthday messages.

It was an intense game with many goals on both sides, but just as the second half was coming to an end Madrid made a foul and Barça got their penalty shot.

"Hermano espera!" Pedri called Raphina who turned to see what was going on while carrying the ball always being the one to take the penalty shots.

"Gavi can do it..for his girl's birthday" pedri explained and older man smiled remembering the time he dedicated his shot to his wife's birthday. He came to Gavi giving him the ball seeing his surprised face.

"Que haces!? Gavi doesn't shoot penalties!?" Xavi was freaking out but every player on the pitch believed in Gavi in that moment. They still had one point ahead of Madrid but it's never smart to not use the free penalty when given against such a strong team.

"Dios! He's shooting a penalty!" you said holding your hands together like you were praying feeling anxious but excited at the same time. You believed in Pablo and sent him all your inner strength in this moment just like everyone else on the Barça side.

Pablo put the ball down calmly shooting his shot and of course making it without a sweat. He cheered celebrating with his teammates before taking off his jersey and sliding right where you sat and on his long sleeve muscle top was written "para ti birthday girl <3" and everyone looked at your making you blush and send him a kiss.

"Gracias hermano!" he whispered to Raphina who smiled at you and nodded his head before kissing Pablo's head.

You walked down the hallway to meet with Pablo hearing from every side "happy birthday" smiling into numerous phone cameras of the fans and thanking them kindly.

"Amor!" you heard Pablo's voice running and jumping into his arms as he spun you around.

"We won El Classico!" he said and you nodded kissing him back when he kissed you not caring that picture would be plastered all over the internet in matter of seconds.

"And you made the whole world wish me a happy birthday!" you said giggling while he nodded putting you down and kissing your lips once more before you two left in a more private area.

"Pablo, where are we going??" you said noticing that he was pulling you towards the pitch which was very confusing since you were not allowed to be here at all.

"Just trust me birthday girl.." he said and you knew he had another surprise in mind when he called you that. When you entered the pitch, there were all of his teammates singling "Happy Birthday to you.." joined by fans from the stands.

"You did not.." you said shocked blushing hard at the sudden attention you received from everyone around you holding Pablo's arm that was around your waist.

"Happy Birthday mi amor..you're my special girl and I wanted you to know that" Pablo whispered and you smiled nodding your head really wishing he knew that this was the first time she felt like "someone's special girl" on her birthday.

"And here is the cake..if you missed that penalty I would have hit you with it chico!" Xavi said chuckling with you before kissing the top of your head wishing you the bestest birthday.

"Um..thank you..all..this is so special for me" you were fighting back tears not wanting to cry on your birthday like all the other years until you met Pablo.

"Blow candles and make a wish amor" Pablo said and you smile nodding your head closing your eyes and blowing all the candles. Everyone clapped while you turned around and kissed Pablo's lips.

"Thank you Pablo..for this" you said and he noticed your saddened eyes but decided to talk about it when you were alone now only nodding his head and kissing your lips lovingly before putting some whip-cream on your face.

"Oh no!" you said when all the boys did the same giggling and celebrating for awhile before you were ready to go home.

"My goodness! My face is still sticky!" you said while Pablo drove home and you used wet wipes to clean your face.

"Maybe they took it too far.." Pablo giggled together with you but you shook your head once again having that same sadness in your eyes.

"No..it was perfect" you said and Pablo smiled stealing a glance from you taking your hand and kissing it.

"Look amor! The sunset!" you said and he parked suddenly right at the edge of the beach so you both can look at it together. Although not planned, this was the most perfect moment of the whole day.

"Can I ask you something princesa??" Pablo said while holding you in his arms as you watched through the window at the beautiful golden sky.

"Mhm.." you say

"You looked sad in the moment you thanked me for a surprise..why?" he said and you gulped taking your phone out to check once again but there was still no message form your parents.

aurorapaezg: happy birthday hermanita! i love you<33

mikkykiemeney: birthday girl is precious <33

analewandowska: best wishes to you pretty girl!

pedri: happy birthday amiga!!

alehandrobalde: best friend's birthday today!!

ansufati: amazing girl!! happy birthday!!

Strangers all over the world texted you today..half the stadium sang you happy birthday..and they forgot..again. You told Pablo who sighed kissing the top of your head.

"I'm sorry amor.." Pablo said holding you tighter as a tear finally escaped your eye but it was alright because it was only the two of you now and you felt comfortable with him.

"It's okay..I'm used to it" you said clearly not thinking that but what else can you do about it.

"It's not okay..you don't deserve that.. you deserve to feel like the most special girl today..and every other day..I want you to know that from now on every birthday will be celebrated properly!" Pablo spoke and yo turned in his arms kissing his lips lovingly.

"I'd really like that." you said and he nodded kissing you more before pulling away and giving you the box with the beautiful pink bow on it.

"What's this??" you said blushing and taking it

"A present..for a birthday girl" he said and you opened it gasping when you saw the beautiful necklace that was also a locket. When you opened it was the picture of the two of you and you couldn't help but kiss Pablo strongly in response.

"I love you!" you said and he smiled nodding his head proudly.

"And I love you princesa" he said as you both smiled into the kiss.

You two of you went back home finishing the night cuddled up with your favorite movie and food.

You yawned slowly being lulled to sleep by Pablo's even heart beats and soft sounds of the movie in the background.

"Happy Birthday mi amor.." he whispered right before you fall asleep in his arms. It was the most special birthday of your life.