#im so unbelievably fond of him

[tangerisms]

It's so sweet <3

[pearlsinmyhair]

please more x reader smut with jake or miles, im starving 😭😭

wrong.

a jake sully x fem!human!reader smut fic.

warnings: smut. pnv sex. cunnilingus. overstimulation/multiple orgasms. reader is in her early twenties. daddy kink. use of pet names. squirting. size difference. virgin reader. dilf!jake sully. possibly dark content, if you squint. no beta we die like neteyam (im sorry-).

words: 2.7k

a.n.: ask and ye shall receive! this has been in the cooker for a hot minute. @eddiemunsonguitar this is also for you.

Eywa, it was so wrong. Unbelievably so. So sinful that it made you burn with embarrassment and borderline self loathing every time you weren’t burning with desire.

Desire for a man old enough to be your damn father.

It was innocent enough at first. He was just so big, and caring, and funny. And as you got older, your mind started wandering away from a silly little crush to full blown fantasies. Fantasies of him coming into your room at night, grabbing onto you and having his way with you. Practically ripping off any clothes just to ravish you until you couldn’t so much as move the next day.

And at the center of all these fantasies were none other than Toruk Makto himself. Jake Sully.

How could you be blamed? The crop of scientists, as much as you loved them, hardly sufficed when it came to what you craved in a man. Besides, not one of them would even go near you in anyway other than platonic and parental; they had practically raised you.

You were isolated and horny, with no one and nothing to take your frustration out on. And the only one other than the scientists that regularly visited was the Olo’eyktan. Who never even really looked at you, frankly.

Then again, you didn’t see him up close and personal for the first eighteen years of your life; the first half of which was spent cowering in your room or behind tech, and the second half spent admiring from a distance.

Watching with greedy eyes how his abdomen flexed when he leaned over to study Norm’s tablet, or how his thighs tensed as he crouched, or how his fingers spread when he pointed to something.

You wanted to eat him. You wanted him to eat you.

It was only the night of your twentieth birthday and after one of the female scientists told you about na’vi mating traditions that you hatched your plan.

Reassured by her statements that na’vi didn’t stick to monogamy nearly as much as the typical human did, you put on the gifted tweng and matching top you got from Kiri and Tuk as a gift, strapped your exo pack over your face, and marched into high camp with your head held high.

Jake barely knew you when he first really saw you walking the perimeter of one of the huge fires in the caves of high camp. He knew of you, from Norm and Max and their off handed comments about the spoiled princess in their mix, but he’d never seen her.

‘Spoiled’ had always been a joke- you were a kid, and you had needs that weren’t always easy for them to provide. But they did their best.

His kids had mentioned you too; Kiri was especially fond of you (“Sometimes she’s the only one who really wants to listen to my thoughts. It’s refreshing.” Kiri had snapped one night not too long ago at dinner), and Tuk thought you made a great playmate. Lo’ak had considerably less to say, mostly because you didn’t come out of the Oxygen-Pods nearly as much as Spider did, and therefore you didn’t explore with them. Neteyam had escorted you to fetch a plant for Max’s research once, and claimed you were polite.

That was the extent that he knew.

And damn, he didn’t know shit if this is what you looked like. All long legs and coy smiles and soft giggles.

It was over the instant that you introduced yourself.

You both knew it.

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“Fuck, Jake please-“ you whined, wiggling and bucking your hips in an attempt to get away from his flicking tongue. His massive hands held you in place, making your body sink into the mattress of your bed within your room. The poor thing creaked with each push of his hands and movement of your lower half, and you thanked Eywa that you had requested a private living space when you had turned eighteen. You don’t think you could face anyone with apologies for the noise of your late night escapades with the olo’eyktan.

“Hush… ‘m not done.” Jake mumbled into your folds, and you had to fight the urge to kick his chest as another shot of electricity made your whole body twitch.

Two orgasms and this man still wasn’t done. He had practically ripped off your panties as soon as he was through the door, picking you up and (gently) throwing you down on the bed. How long ago was that? An hour? Two? It felt like you were melting at this point, and the slurps of Jake’s mouth on your dripping pussy made you shiver with embarrassment and overstimulation.

“Y’know what to say if you’re done, yeah?” Jake asked, pulling back just enough to make sure his words were audible. Daring to look down, you were met with the sight of strings of your cum and his saliva clinging to his jaw, his lips nearly shimmering and parted as he watched you. He brought a breathing mask to his face as he waited, rubbing soothing circles into your thigh with his unoccupied hand.

You dropped your head and with a frustrated whine, and he slapped his palm against your leg. With a yelp, you gave him an audible affirmative, restating your safe-word. Satisfied, Jake licked a broad stripe from your fluttering hole to your clit, sucking the throbbing bud into his mouth and rolling it on one of his canines. You cried out, the rush of popping sparks and burning pleasure returning.

“Just one more, sweet thing. One more and i’ll give you what you want.” he cooed, nipping your labia and tonguing your entrance.

“Need it now, Jake. Can’t take it anymore.” you nearly wheezed, huffing as you felt the coil in your gut tighten. Something was different from before, tingling just below the hot waves of pleasure rolling through your body.

Tonight, after months of eating you out and finger fucking you, Jake had finally decided to let you take his dick. Only one problem with that. Itsie bitsie, really. Nothing serious.

Just that you were a virgin. And taking a dick over twice the size of a human’s was gonna practically rip you open.

So that’s what got you here, approaching your third goddamn orgasm so maybe, just maybe, your slick would make it easier for him to slide in.

Fuck, you weren’t gonna walk for a week, dick or not.

A flood of ecstasy overwhelmed you, and you felt some kind of tingling between your legs before you were slammed back, white clouding your vision as you cried out.

When you came to and looked down once more, you watched as Jake lapped at the juices adorning your thighs and lower belly, wiping some kind of liquid from his face.

“Y’squirted, baby girl.” he hummed as he kneeled over you, picking you up and adjusting you so that your head rested against your pillows and he could rest his knees on the mattress, situating himself between your thighs.

“Prideful skxawng.” you whispered back, only to be muffled by his mouth on yours as his hands found the backs of your knees.

He pulled back, looked down at you with worried eyes as his gaze traveled between your bodies back up to your face. “You’re sure you want this? It’s not gonna be easy, or painless.”

You shifted up onto your elbows, brushing his blunted nose with your own. “Since when did you decide to be my daddy?” you asked, voice low.

Jake’s reaction was predictably dominating; he hissed low in his throat, pushing his forehead down against yours so that your head landed back on the pillow. He rutted his hips forward, and you whimpered when his dick brushed your oversensitive clit.

“This isn’t time for jokes kid. Talk to me.” he growled, and you sobered quickly as he moved the head of his cock to your entrance, applying pressure so you felt some semblance of the reality of what was about to happen.

Taking a deep breath, you lifted your hands to his face and pulled him down, trying not to think of just how much he had to crane his neck to lean closer. “Just… slow. If it doesn’t fit, then fine.” you tried, swallowing the lump in your throat as Jake nudged you again.

“Trust me, kid, it’ll fit. Stretched you to hell and back not too long ago.” he assured, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Just relax.”

“Oh, and let’s not call me ‘kid’ when you’re about to fuck me, yeah?” you snipped, tightening your thighs around his waist.

Jake chucked, muttered a soft “brat.” into your ear that got you to laugh. While you were distracted, he pushed his hips forward and slid the first inch of his dick in.

You squealed, and Jake had to keep his hold on your thighs tight and you tried to move away. Your hands flew to his shoulders, clawing into his skin deep enough to draw blood.

It should have hurt- he should have noticed the stings of pain.

But all he could register was tight, warm walls wrapped around his dick with a vice so harsh he swore they were gonna snap it clean off.

With breaks and whispered praise from him, he gradually suck inch by inch of his think cock into you tight little cunt, until finally, fucking finally, he bottomed out.

Tight. Tight around his tongue, tight around his fingers, but fuck. This was on another level.

You were so good- such a good girl taking all of that length, swallowing every inch he gave you with a few tears and quiet whimpers. He leaned closer, making sure not to rock into you too soon, and kissed at the tears tracking down your face, before finally pressing his mouth to yours, swallowing your soft cries every time you’d accidentally shift your hips or he his.

“Damn, pretty girl. Gonna cut off my blood circulation.” he grunted into your shoulder, and he was rewarded with a breathy laugh from you. Experimentally, he ran a hand down between your bodies, before having to mentally convince himself not to burst at what he found.

Leaning up, he looked down at the bulge in your tummy, running a hand over it before looking to your eyes. He found you looking down with awe, wide eyed and dropped jaw at the bump.

Jake placed his palm over it, and pressed down.

The moan you let out was sinful, so desperate and pleased that he nearly rammed into you just out of instinct. But he reminded himself to take it slow as he pulled out, feeling the warmth of your pretty pussy leave him, before pushing back in.

Eywa, Jake was huge.

Of course you knew he would be- you’re not delusional. But damnit, it was almost too much. Your legs quivered with each slow thrust of Jake’s hips, and you buried your face into his shoulder to quell some of your noises. It hurt. Hurt more than anything you’d experienced before. You were quite sure Jake would leave a permanent space for himself inside of you with how you were stretching.

Jake stroked his thumb against your skin where his hand still cupped the back of your thighs, pressing your knees up near your shoulders to get more leverage. The cot gave another soft squeak at the shift in weight, and for a moment you and Jake laughed, finding humor in the absurdity of fucking you into a rickety mattress in a room that Jake couldn’t fully stand up in.

The bulge in your tummy was only a physical manifestation of what you felt: fucking full. You could have cum just at the sight of it there, and by the foggy look in Jake’s eyes, so could he.

“Jake-“ you whispered, though it came out as more of a punched-out wheeze. “Move.”

His eyes flicked to yours for a moment, checking for any hesitation. When he found none, he shifted back on the bed, pulling away. You could feel the emptiness he left behind, and you opened your mouth to protest.

Before you could utter a word, Jake’s hands shifted from your thighs to your hips, and promptly rammed his cock back into you.

You screamed, the rush of pleasure and twinge of pain making you throw your head back as your hands flew to his shoulders, grounding yourself as he repeated the motion. You could feel him, deep inside of you, pressing against your cervix, his tip threatening to push past the barrier and straight into your womb.

That should have scared you, but it only made you rock your hips up to meet Jake’s with each thrust, reveling in the slick slide of his dick against your walls.

“Fucking hell, baby-“ he all but hissed, pinning your legs up again. “Taking this dick so well.”

You whined in response, trying and failing to assemble some kind of sentence to give him. Fucked out and cock drunk from just a few thrusts. How pathetic a sight you were. But no matter how humiliated you would feel later, right now you were confronted will all consuming pleasure and fullness.

Jake was confronted with the view of tears leaking from your eyes and drool dripping from the corner of your mouth, whining and moaning weakly as he continued to pound into you. He was sure he wasn’t much better, anyway. Jesus, he thought maybe you’d loosen, only to be met with a tight clench of your tight little cunt around his cock when he hit your g-spot.

Everything was on fire. Your body, your mind, your pussy. Fuck, you needed to cum. You needed to fucking cum.

“Daddy-“ you whined, finally meeting Jake’s eyes as he bent over you, letting his nose brush yours.

“I know, baby girl. Go ahead and cum around daddy’s cock. Make him proud.” he grunted out, feeling his own release pool deep in his stomach as he tucked his face into the space between your shoulder and jaw.

His permission was all it took for something inside to finally snap, and you could feel yourself gush around Jake’s dick as your whole body trembled, thighs shaking even as Jake held them. After a few beats the pleasure turned into overstimulation, and your moaning became sobs, whimpering into Jake’s shoulder for him to cum already-

Jake shuffled closer to press himself as far in as he could as he felt the coil in his stomach tighten one last time, and sunk his teeth into your shoulder, tasting salt and iron as his release filled your core.

You barely even protested, your body jumping slightly under his at the pain, but otherwise you were limp in his arms. Jake pulled back to look at you, letting one of your legs go and bringing his hand to your cheek. “Hey…” he murmured softly, running his tongue over the dribble of blood from the bite mark marring your skin, waiting for you to come down.

“Hey…” you responded after a second, pushing weekly at his shoulder in an attempt to get him to stop prodding at the wound. Jake chuckled and shifted.

“Pulling out.” he warned you, before pulling himself out of you with a wet squelch. If you weren’t thoroughly fuck out, you would have blushed. But right now, all you wanted to do was curl up and sleep.

Jake chuckled once more, curling next to you and cradling your body against his chest as you began to drift off. “Are you alright?” he asked, his tail curling around your thigh as his hand ran over your back.

“Mhm.” you managed, pressing a kiss to his pectoral as he hitched one of your legs around his waist. “Just gonna be sore in the morning.”

He hummed in agreement, glancing at the bruises on your hips and waist from his hands. Jake knew he should have felt bad for it, and yet his chest hummed with pride at the sight of the physical evidence of him on your body.

Mine.

He pressed a kiss to your head as your breathing evened out, feeling his own eyes grow heavy.

“We’ll worry ‘bout it in the morning, baby. Just rest.” he whispered.

And with an ache between your legs and dripping warmth in your core, you did just that, already drifting away into sleep as his body calmed against yours.

[moralesispunk]

Just wanna say, thank you for writing for simon. I always envision him so softly as a good husband im my mind. your retired!simon doing soft and sexy domestic things with his wife are my dreams come true. You make me wanna tear up from fondness everytime i read your work. Thank you for bringing your work to us who read your stories <3

This is so unbelievably sweet thank you so much!

I just always imagine Simon as someone with an unwavering line between his work and home life, especially when that home life then involves a partner (and perhaps also kids)

That also means Simon is completely different from Ghost. He's soft and gentle, never raises his voice but don't take that for him not still been fun, flirty and sexy

Simon never wants you to meet Ghost but he has Ghost always there a little, in case he needs to protect you from the bad things and people that have haunted his life at every step so far

[turcott3]

motive

mason mctavish x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, allusions to smut, lowkey hate this, and fluff

positions fics masterlist

~tell me what’s your motive?~

-

“fuck.” mason yelled at the tv, losing yet another match on fortnite. you laid with your legs in his lap, his arms lightly resting on them.

“do you think maybe you should take a break?” you ask, giggling at his frustration.

“well, yeah i probably should.” he says tossing the controller on the couch next to him, running a hand lightly up your thigh.

“we have group dinner at 7. go get ready we have to leave in like 30 minutes.” you remind him and he sighs.

“do we have to go?” he asks, removing your legs from his lap and picking his legs up, laying his head on your chest.

“yes mason, we have to go. we said we’d be there.” you giggle, toying with the tight curls on his head.

“help me find an outfit.” he says standing up, lending you a hand. he sits on the bed as you dig through his closet tossing clothes to him to put on.

“okay i like this one.” he says looking in the mirror.

“yeah, looks good to me.” you say walking up next to him. he wraps a light arm around your waist and pulls you to his side.

“look at us.” he says and you giggle. you couldn’t lie and say you weren’t practically head over heels for this man. the worst part was that you couldn’t exactly tell his feelings for you. you knew he liked you but you couldn’t tell what his actual motive was, and god was it horrible for you.

“okay let’s go.” you say, removing his hand from your waist and kissing him on the cheek. you arrive at dinner perfectly on time meeting a few of his teammates in the parking lot and catching up with some girl friends. once you’ve all arrived you find your way inside, mason pulling your chair out for you.

“okay gentleman.” you say.

“gotta make a good impression.” he giggles, placing a hand on your thigh. you had full intentions in drinking tonight, sex was already on your mind. you couldn’t wait to get back to his apartment and you weren’t even drunk yet.

“so y/n, how have you been? i feel like i don’t see you much.” leo asks across the table.

“i’ve been good! busy working sadly, but good. how are you?” you reply, placing your hand on top of mason’s and squeezing it.

“i’ve been good, im glad daniella could make it to be here tonight.” he smiles, hugging onto his girlfriend who you’d grown quite fond of since you met. the service was quick, you got your food very quickly. you were grateful because that meant you didn’t have to sit at this awkward dinner for hours on end. except, it wasn’t actually awkward. you were just buzzing, bordering drunk, and feeling self conscious about it.

“mason.” you mumble.

“what?” he replies, running a light thumb over the skin of your leg.

“can you finish your food?”

“what’s the rush?” he asks with concern.

“i don’t feel good.” you half-lie.

“okay.” he says waving the server over for the bill. mason hands him his card without looking at the cost and takes his final bites. when the server returns with his card, you bid leo and daniella goodbye and quickly find your way out of the restaurant.

“i’m sorry for making you leave. i’m a little buzzed and bloated. i feel ugly i just wanted to leave.” you state apologetically.

“you’re not ugly, you look beautiful. it’s okay, we can go back to my apartment, get you into some pajamas yeah?” he says, returning his hand to his place on your thigh.

“i’d like that.” you blush, appreciating how he was caring for you.

-

you laid in bed breathlessly, your buzz still lingering even after the unbelievable hour of sex you just had. mason hated seeing you feel insecure or bad about yourself and always found a way to fight it.

“do you need anything? a shower? a drink?” he asks, stroking your hair lightly. his aftercare was always what you looked forward to most after fucking. he never disappointed.

“no i’m okay thank you though.” you sigh, just simply enjoying this moment, not knowing how long it would last.

“mason?” you ask after moments of silence.

“yeah?”

“can i ask you something?”

“sure can.”

“how do you feel about me?” you ask indirectly.

“well first of all, i love being around you. you’re smart, funny, sweet, beautiful. what else is there to say?”

“no no like, ugh. i don’t know.”

“are you trying to ask if i have feelings for you?”

“pfft what? no i wasn’t, but i mean if you wanna answer that question id appreciate it.” you giggle, relaxing into your lingering buzz.

“is it not obvious that i like you?”

“no, why do you think i wanted you to answer the question?” you reply, smacking him on the chest.

“i’m always touching you, i call you beautiful, i buy you things. what could be clearer?” he asks with a deadpan face.

“hey relax, i’m half messing with you. i like you too but i think you knew that.” you smirk and he finally cracks a smile.

“yeah i knew.” he giggles.

“why didn’t you act on it?” you scoff, sitting up abruptly and moving your straddle his hips.

“i was t sure the extent of your likeness for me.” he says before you bend over and connect your lips sweetly.

“i think that should say enough.” you say sitting back up again.

“fuck y/n.” he sighs, placing his hands lightly on the outside of your thighs.

“what mason?”

“i don’t think i like you actually,” he pauses and your heart stops. you climb off of him and sit next to him.

“did i do something wrong i-“

“no no, y/n you’re drunk stop.”

“tell me mase.”

“i don’t think i like you, i know i do. in fact i don’t just like you, i love you. i love you y/n and i wanna be with you. i wanna wake up next to you every morning, i wanna see your posts with the wags, i wanna hear about your day and your work. i want to love you all the time.” he confesses to you, joining you sitting up.

“mason i don’t even know what to say.” you reply, wrapping the brunette in your embrace.

“you don’t have to say anything. i couldn’t keep that from you anymore and im sorry if you don’t feel the same way.”

“no no mason i do. i love you too. i’ve been head over heels in love with you for a while i can’t sit here and lie to your face.” you giggle and he smiles, relief washing over his face.

“so you’d be my girlfriend?”

“absolutely i would.” you reply, jumping into his arms.

“what a fucking relief.” he says lowly.

“y/n mctavish, change my contact name babe.”

“on it.” he giggles in response, picking up his phone from the nightstand, seeing his lockscreen for the first time. i picture of you and him in your mirror the day of dux in tux.

“awe.” you say and he turns to you.

“oh, my lockscreen?”

“yes”

“i made it my lockscreen because i couldn’t stop looking at it. you look so fucking perfect.” he says directing your attention to the phone.

“i don’t even know how to accept your flattery but at least now i know all your compliments weren’t out of pity.”

“oh never baby, never.” he giggles, kissing your cheek delicately.

-

[hammyballeceter]

Bjorn Ironside

Not So Useless

tw- mentions of weight

Bjørn X plus size female reader

Every woman that ever saw Bjørn Ironside would tell you how unbelievably gorgeous the man is. That he was an incredible warrior with the heart of a bear, and you wholeheartedly agreed.

You had been quite fond of his mother Lagertha, she had been kind when others were cruel. It was common for you the get insults cast your way, being a bigger woman meant people some how thought you were dim & useless, but you worked hard and knew how to handle an axe.

You finished your day helping harvest crops with your farther and made your way to the woods in the surrounding area. The axe your farther gifted you sheathed in a leather holster round your waist. Once you had arrived to your destination, you shrugged off your furs and hooded cloak grabbing the small basket you had hidden between a rock and tree containing your bow and arrow.

Small targets dotted the trees trunks and the sun poked through the leaves casting a golden light, it’s was beautiful, your favourite place on earth, no judgement, no harsh words, no sneers.

You, your axe and the beautiful surroundings. Your happy place.

You pulled your axe free, rolling your shoulders in order to loosen them up. With out missing a beat you hurled your axe, like always it hit the target dead centre.

Bjørn had spotted the targets a little ways away, intrigued he walked further into the woods toward the clearing where you stood. He had taken a walk to try get away from his brothers, a breath of fresh air always seemed to help his racing mind. Thats when he saw you, you hadn’t noticed his approach at first. Being far to immersed in what you were doing you threw the axe again, narrowly missing the princes head. You let out a small scream, proceeding to apologise profusely. Cheeks burning red at the embarrassment, followed by almost instantly feeling self conscious at the fact you hadn’t hid your body under your cloak like usual. Although you wore a dress, you felt nude without it.

Bjørn was immensely impressed by you, you threw and swung your axe with precision and shot your arrow with ease. You’d make a fine shield maiden. You’d also make a fine wife too, he found himself smiling at the thought.

He’d always known of you his mother would speak kindly of you telling him that you were a hard worker with the heart of a true warrior. But to him you were nearly a stranger you’d be quick to make an exit when he was around, so he always thought you disliked him which is why he’s never approached you, he’d never want to make such a beautiful woman as yourself uncomfortable. His gaze would always fall upon you if you were near taking you all in, this sadly meant he was often teased by his brothers for liking the “far to plump woman”.

When he saw you bathed in a golden light and with a axe in your hand he and almost instantly felt himself fall in love. He imagined he’d melt if he ever saw you in armour.

He’d never been around a woman like you, you were soft yet strong, curvy & agile. Like you could bare his children but kill 100 men with ease.

“You are full of surprises y/n” he laughed showing his perfect smile, your stomach fluttered. “Never thought you were one to throw axes.”

“Well im glad I could surprise you, people are quick to assume im not good at anything.” You’d finally spoke, your voice was a sound he was yet to hear before this moment, and it was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard. “I do apologise for nearly taking your head off though, im sure you’d rather keep it attached to your neck”

Bjørn stepped into the small clearing walking toward you, taking in every inch of you as he did when ever he saw you. Wondering if you were sent by the gods. Handcrafted just for him.

“I’d like to start training with you, you’re a lot calmer then my brothers and a lot more pleasing on the eyes” he said as he placed a gentle hand on your upper arm, looking down at you, a small smile crossed his lips again.

“Of course you can train with me, I’d like the company. But I just hope your not seen with me. I wouldn’t wish for you to be teased or be spoken badly about for being seen with me” your insecurities seeped through from your words. Bjørns smile turned into a frown, he knew people had said unpleasant things to you. Unbeknownst to you there had been times where he’d over heard rude comments made about you, and he’d have no choice but to put them in their place. He hated that you ever thought he’d be embarrassed to be seen with such a beauty as yourself.

“Y/n, any man or person that has something unpleasant to say is a fool. You’re beautiful.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, Bjørn Ironside. The most sought after man was calling you beautiful.

“If you’re saying that to bed me please don’t. I don’t want to be someone’s dirty little secret” there had been many times men have asked you to bed with them, wanting to know what it was like with a bigger woman, but would be highly embarrassed if others were to find out, so you’d reject them and they’d be quick to go back to throwing venomous words at you. Bjørns face twisted, hurt by your words. He and his brothers were known to have their way with females. So he knew deep down that it was a genuine worry. But no, he meant every word. Training with you would give him opportunity to make you fall for him too.

“No, y/n. You caught my eye years ago. To be given the opportunity to train with you will also give me the opportunity to get to know you.” He caught your eyes, the circular blue pools making you weak at the knees.

“Come to the feast with me tonight, allow me to show you I do not care what others think. You are beautiful to me regardless of what ever anyone one else thinks, and if they were to say anything they will be promptly dealt with. I would love to get to know your mind to and what lays deeper behind your beauty. So please consider it” his hand was still on your upper arm, luckily your dress was long sleeves so he couldn’t feel the goosebumps that now lined your skin. He leaned down to place a soft kiss on your cheek. This really did feel like a dream.

Despite your nerves, and being not 100% convinced. You wouldn’t know if you didn’t agree to it.

You nodded, humming a yes. Causing Bjørns smile to fill out once again.

[certifiedmattl0ver]

Slow Down

biker!chris x black!y/n

Summary: Chris had always wanted to get a bike but you were never too fond of the idea.

warning: smut!!! p in v, spanking, choking, daddy kink, overstim, deepthroating and fluff at the end.

a/n: this story is based on @freshsturns post so go look at that!!

It was around 6pm when you got a message from chris. you opened up your phone to see your boyfriend on a bike. you eyes widen and your jaw dropped. you had to admit that chris did look pretty sexy in a biker helmet. under the photos that were sent, was a message:

"wanna go for a ride mama?''

you had to admit that a ride on a bike would be fun, but also incredibly dangerous.

''you're crazy if you think im getting on that''

you were right. chris was crazy.

''i'll be there in 10''

this guy is unbelievable. there's no way you'd allow him to take you on a ride on a motorcycle.

exactly 10 minutes later chris arrived.

"hey beautiful'' he goes in for a kiss, but you stop him.

''chris. there's no way you want me to ride that. i mean what if I fall off!''

''you'll just have to hold on tight then'' he kisses your cheek and hands you the helmet. you grab the helmet and hold it with you thighs so you can fix your hair.

''you look so hot right now i have to take a photo.''

''no time for photos! lets get this over with!!'' you say as you put the helmet on and gesture for him to get on the bike. he chuckles and gets on the bike. he helps you position yourself behind him as he starts the bike.

''hold on tight ma. we're just gonna go to mine and you can spend the night okay?'' you nod in response. before you knew it you were moving. you were holding on for dear life, squeezing chris a little too tight.

''i have to breathe too y'know. and we're going like 2mph baby you're fine.

''just drive chris!'' you say as you screw your eyes shut. chris lets out a low laugh as he gets onto the main road. in a split second you were zooming. going faster than you ever have in your life. and of course you were screaming at the top of your lungs. chris had pure enjoyment from this.

''CHRIS SLOW DOWN!'' you repeated this multiple times and Chris's response was ''what was that? i can't really hear you through the helmet you' 're gonna have to speak up.'' he could obviously and most definitely hear you.

in no time you were at his and his brothers' house. the van wasn't in the driveway so you assumed that nick and matt were gone. you and chris got of the bike and you immediately took your helmet off and sat on the ground, glad you survived.

''you okay mamas?'' chris asked while having the biggest smile on his face.

''am i okay? do i look okay to you? that was WAY too fast chris, I told you to slow down.'' chris picked you up from the ground and held you close to him.

''im sorry baby. im gonna make it up to you okay?''

''and how do yo-'' you were cut off by chris picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder. chris took you down to his room. he threw you on the bed and immediately climbed over top of you and started kissing your neck.

''you have no idea how much you turn me on baby. hearing you scream my name just makes me so hard.'' you lifted your thigh up a bit so that it was touching Chris's dick and you kept on doing so, making him let out a low moan.

''are you gonna take me well baby? you gonna take my dick all up in your pretty pussy?'' you nod in response. ''words baby'' chris demands.

''yes, daddy. i need you in me''

''thats my girl''

chris removes all of your clothes in an instant. ''knees baby'' you do as you;re told and get on your knees for chris. chris starts to take off his sweatpants, along with his boxers and his hard dick springs out. you immediately get to work. you lick and suck his tip to tease him a little.

''don't tease me slut'' the nickname made you wet. you take chris's full length, gagging a bit. chris lets out a low groan. ''fuuuuck. you take me so well ma'' chris grabs the back of your head and pushes you down further on his cock. chris starts to take matters in his own hands and starts thrusting his hips a bit. ''as much as I would love to cum in your mouth, I still have to make it up to you''

''all fours ma'' you obey and get on all fours on the bed, purposely arching your back. ''you just know what to do to get me aroused don't ya'' without warning chris rams his dick inside you, and you moan loudly. he gives you time to adjust before he starts moving at a pace that was okay for you. ''fuck...faster'' you say in a whisper. ''what was that? i couldn't quite hear you. you're gonna have to speak up baby'' history repeats itself. ''fuck me faster daddy please'' ''thats my good girl'' chris adjusts himself so he's in a position where he can rail the fuck out of you. he starts pounding into you at a fast pace knocking the wind out of you. chris can't see it, but your eyes are rolled back and your mouth hangs open as you let out lewd moans. he spanks you multiple times, adding to the euphoric feeliing.

chris grabs your 4c curls and pulls your head back so your back is against his chest. ''so so pretty for me...all mine''

chris starts kissing your neck giving you even more pleasure than before. ''c-chris I'm close...'' you manage to sputter out. ''cum for me baby. cum all over my dick.'' those words were enough for you. you reach your climax and let out a loud moan.

chris flips you over so that you're on your back. he takes a second to look at you and admire your face. you're sweating, your hair messed up, and your lip gloss is still shining. chris messily kissed you, getting your lip gloss off your lips. ''perfect'' he says out loud. ''chris i-'' you were cut off by chris pounding into you once again. this time, you screamed. ''TOO MUCH DADDY'' but chris didn't listen. instead, he propped both of your legs over his shoulders giving him a new angle and hitting your g-spot so perfectly. you were done for. ''just hold on a little baby ill be done soon'' chris reassures you. chris again starts thrusting at an ungodly pace. ''s-s-slow down!'' you manage to say through your moans. chris ignores you and maintains his pace. after a couple seconds, his thrust started to falter and you could tell that he was close. ''fuuuck ma. your pussy is so good I'm gonna cum. you gonna let me cum in you? you gonna gimme a baby?'' you couldn't respond. chris leads his hand up to your neck choking you, and leans down to your face giving him a deeper angle. ''i asked you a question.'' ''YES CHRIS FUCKK CHRIS I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN'' ''cum for me baby I'm almost there'' You cum for the second time, your whole body shaking uncontrollably. you involuntarily clamp down on Chris's cock making him cum in you. ''fuuuuck'' chris moans as he cums in you. chris pulls out after a while of catching his breath. ''you okay baby?''

you nod a tired yes in response. chris gets his phone and takes a few pictures to save for later. he goes to the bathroom and gets a towel to clean you up. he gets you some water and you both cuddle after getting dressed back up.

THE END HOES!!

this is my first smut so don't judge! thanks again to @freshsturns for the idea! love you lots!!

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Pls do more Alycia ig blurb im so obsessed with it 😭😭😭🙏

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harryfan1 THE CAPTION PLEASE

harrystan Y/N gagged harry a little with this caption like why even lie

ynfan1 i know it took everything out of her not to bust out laughing when harry said that during the interview

jefezoff My favorite thing about a Y/N Instagram post is that it feels like a Y/N Instagram post

harrystyles Can’t trust anyone these days…

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Where do I even begin? This has been the most magical 24 hours of my life. To have your film be showed at Venice is a dream come true. To have your film be celebrated at Venice in the presence of all your greatest loves, both old and new, is a fantasy come to life. I have been wishing for this moment for as long as I can remember. Thank you for lending us your ears and your eyes. Thank you for graciously welcoming Alice & Jack into your hearts.

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ynfan1 IM SO PROUD OF U BABY

ynfan2 DONT THINK I’LL EVER STOP CRYING

ynstan THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN HERE SINCE THE BEGINNING KNOW HOW SPECIAL THIS IS FOR HER

harryflorals Congratulations on a successful premiere!

yourbff couldn’t be prouder to call you my best friend.

harrystyles Happy Venice, darling.

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harryflorals “I mean, it’s pretty unbelievable, isn’t it? I feel so lucky to have been able to share this experience with Y/N, and I think it’s a real testament to how incredible of an actress she is. I can’t say for a moment that I was ever surprised when we got contacted by Venice to show our film after the premiere. I mean, you all saw the film! Her performance was so powerful and moving, and I’m so grateful I got to be her Jack.”

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harrygirl HELP THE CINEMA LYRICS

harryfan2 HE FINALLY STOPPED BEING A NARCISSIST AND POSTED HIS GIRL

harryfan1 NOT HIM CONFIRMING CINEMA IS ABOUT HER LIKE WE ALREADY KNEW IT WAS OBVIOUS BUT STILL

anthonypham H in his photographer era

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[familyvideostevie]

hi !! can i make a request for domestic fluff with our stevie boy. i’m craving it so bad rn, literally anything from like waking up in the morning with him after moving in together to doing household chores with him - i just NEED.

also just a quick like, thank you for putting your time into this blog, i love your writing so much i think you and upsidedownwithsteve are like my top two writers for steve on this app, i cannot get enough. i dabble in writing here and there but my adhd never lets me finish my wip’s but going through and reading both of your blogs always gets me in the writing mood and i’m pretty sure you guys are the reason i’ve improved too if im being honest. anyways sorry for rambling lolz, just wanted to thank you and praise you for your work bc it’s actually amazing and im love with it <333

wow!! you are so kind to say all of those nice things!!!! <3 u r wonderful. i loooooove this idea, too! thank you for your patience <3 i just wanted to get it right, so here is folding laundry w steve! | 1.2k, fluff fluff fluff, fem!reader

Chore days with Steve are maybe your favorite days. The small apartment you're renting takes quite a bit of elbow grease to keep clean, so you tend to split up the responsibilities and tackle it all at once. Today Steve is cleaning the floors and on kitchen duty while you're handling the bathroom, dusting, and the laundry.

You've hardly seen him -- most of the morning has been you yelling back and forth from different rooms when you sneeze and he says bless you, and singing along to the radio. Every time you pass each other in the hallway Steve pauses to kiss you quick and hard, delighted as if he had no idea you'd be there.

"What're you doing here looking so pretty?" he says. "Unbelievable." In short, your chore days are full of laughter and love. After the bathroom has been scrubbed and the kitchen has been wiped and there's no more dust and Stave has swept and mopped and you've helped him vacuum you find yourself on the floor of your small living room with the basket of fresh, unfolded laundry, just waiting for him.

Okay, this is actually your favorite part: folding the laundry together. Even when Steve does the wash when you're at work or you do it in the middle of the week you both save the folding until you're together. Even if it causes some wrinkles, but who cares -- you just love to sit on the floor and talk while you do it.

"Are you waiting for me?" Steve says, folding the chord of the vacuum and shoving it into the small hall closet.

"'Course I am. But no rush."

"I've been looking forward to this all day, baby. Nothing hotter than pairing up your socks." He grins at you as he fights with the door, giving it a shove that's a little harder than necessary in his need to be on the floor with you.

"Yeah, since you just end up stealing so many of them!" He winks at you and you laugh.

"Shit, I'm so hungry." He plops down on the other side of the basket, the pile of clothes between you as he reaches for a shirt of yours and starts folding. "Cleaning is hard work."

"You say that every time we have chore day, Steve." He smirks and starts to tell you about something Robin did at work this week. Obviously talking to him is great, but you love this routine because you get to just look at him for most of it. Steve looks divine, as always, tired but happy, glowing in the afternoon light of your home. Your chest is a mess of fondness and warmth, your happiness so strong you think it must be shining out of you like sunbeams. Your fingers brush every once in a while and your cheeks heat like it's the first time. Steve wiggles his eyebrows at you whenever he finds a pair of your underwear or a bra, but he folds them tenderly the way you like even as you roll your eyes at him.

It's just laundry, but it's peaceful, it's soft, and it's your life. You're folding clothes that belong to the boy you love in the home you have together. Sometimes it feels like a dream.

"I was serious about being hungry. What do you want for dinner?" Steve asks when you reach the bottom of the basket.

"Well, I don't want us to ruin the spotless kitchen you worked so hard on." You finish off the last pair of socks -- Steve's, with cats on them.

"We could go for a drive and get some burgers. And maybe milkshakes?" He stands and stretches, the soft skin of his stomach and the dark trail of hair exposed. You don't even pretend you aren't staring. He catches you and looks down at himself. "We should probably change first."

He's in mismatched socks and boxers and a t-shirt that's been shrunk and is a little too short for him. You love him so much.

"No, I like you like that."

"Oh, you do, do you? Like me with my belly button out? I see how it is."

"I mean, I look like I got dressed in the dark." Steve reaches down to pull you up, spreading your arms over the laundry basket to look at your outfit. You're in pj pants and a t-shirt that was clearly a gas station buy -- you think Robin bought it and Steve stole it -- and no socks at all. He's looking at you like you're magic.

"Don't even get me started on how you look," he says, his voice deep and gravelly, bright eyes trailing over you. You never feel more beautiful, more wanted, more loved, than when Steve is looking at you.

"Well, good thing we have all these clean clothes," you say, pulling your hands from his to grab a pair of jeans from one of the piles for him. "Put these on. They make your ass look good. Keep the shirt, though." He flushes, flicking his hair back as he takes the Levi's from you.

"My ass always looks good!" He's pouting and you want to kiss him. You just laugh, even though he's right. He snags a pair of jean shorts for you and hands them over before he pulls on his own pants. You shed your bottoms right there in the living room and tug on the clean ones. You can feel his eyes on you the entire time, a gaze you're used to and crave even though as makes you shiver.

"Eyes to yourself, Harrington," you say sternly. "I want a burger and you will not get in my way."

"You sure about that?" He steps around the empty basket and over the piles of folded clothes to slide his palms into your back pockets. "Standing there in a shirt that's probably mine --"

"I think it's Robin's actually, Steve," you interrupt.

"--and taking your pants off in front of me?" he continues over you. "It's like you're trying to seduce me. In my own home!"

"Well, is it working?"

"It's always working, baby." You slide your hands onto his exposed midriff and feel his warm skin, the edges of the scars he no longer hides. Steve leans in to kiss you and you're smiling so wide, unable to contain the happiness. It feels impossible that you're going to spend the rest of your life this happy.

"Food, Steve!" you say against his mouth. He pulls away, a thumb coming to brush against your lower lip.

"Yeah, yeah. There are like, a million dirty things I could say right now, you know?"

"I'm sure there are, baby," you say, patting his cheek. "C'mon." You extract yourself from his hold to put your shoes on, leaving the laundry to be put away for when you're back.

"Hey," Steve says, grabbing his keys and sliding into his sneakers. He just looks at you for a second, face soft and his lips quirked into a small smile. "I love you."

"Hey," you say. "I love you back."

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[asexualzoro]

it's december 9th, meaning today is my 23rd birthday (which is my favorite number!), which means it's time for...

Lew Writes Wrapped 2023!!!

im including anything that happened after my last bday, so we have some works from december as well. this one's a bit of a weird one for the total word count, you'll see why

it's all treebark from my sideblog / alt ao3. i cannot change. i will not change. for these im just gonna specify the relationship that's the main focus bc thats easier than fandom bc all but like one are third life

dandelion wishing

(Dec, 2.4k, treebark, oneshot) (link)

op movie 6 au for dogwarts in which Martyn is the baron and Ren doesn't know he's dead

id actually plotted out a whole third life au for this movie like months prior and really wanted to write it, so i took it for treebark week and focused it just on these two. it's my fave movie of all time and i obvs had to give it to my fave completely dead team <3

i will admit tho. it did make me back search martyns twitter to see if hes ever posted abt watching this movie. bc i know he likes One Piece and i realized this would bring me into the danger zone (he hasnt ever posted abt it if hes seen it)

A Romance Route for the Doomed Villain?!?

(Dec, 5k, treebark, oneshot) (link)

treebark dating sim isekai parody that spiraled out of my control made in a day-long possession

im still baffled by this one. why was the response to this one so insane?? there was smth in the water the day i posted this bro. a 1:2 kudos to hits ratio for the entire first day is literally fucking unbelievable. 70 comments?? what hold did this fic have on you people. i got fic written about this one?? my friends goncharov'd me in front of my face

really fucking fun to write and the insane response was smth im always gonna remember. i appreciate you guys so much

treesekai also turns a year old in a few days!

Until the Angels Realize You're Not One of Them

(Feb, 7.2k, emerald duo, oneshot) (link)

a traitor phil au which was mostly just me talking about all the reasons i love technoblade

this one... wasnt actually written this year for the most part? i didnt want to not acknowledge it, since it's on my ao3 in this year, but i wont be able to count it toward the total

still. traitor phil au my beloved. hearing him say on his stream he and techno wanted to do a betrayal arc made me feel insane bc i already had this written at the time

missing or obstructed

(2022-present, 12.9k, Grian & Ren, ongoing) (link)

post 3L fic about Ren and Grian seeking out closure with a lot of funny little sleep metaphors

same deal as the last fic, i, uh dont think i actually wrote anything new for missing or obstructed this year either? just uploaded chapters i wrote last year,,, i didnt wanna now acknowledge it, but i wont count this in my total later

i miss her. one day ill actually sit down and write more missing or obstructed. in my doc im JUST at introducing Martyn and i havent written it yet

to reach my mangled debut

(Sept, 4.2k, treebark week, ongoing) (link)

it wouldnt be me if i didnt have an execution somewhere in here. another op au!

THIS. I LOVE HER. when rev and i were plotting out the whole storyline for smop renchanting i was begging please give me this scene i need it and i had so much fun writing it. i rlly need to finish soon but i haven’t had time but please. please check out smop. she’s top of my priority list to update

Three-Dog Night

(Sept, 6.7k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

BIG DOG. beauty and the beast au!

god im so fond of this au. there’s some rlly good scenes written for this and unposted bc i just need to link them together. honestly i think if i took a month and focused it on this fic alone i could fucking finish it but i don’t have the time ;-;

that said i’m so enamored w this au genuinely. o dunno what else to say i just think. puppy

Cover Me In Roses

(Sept, 3.3k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

lamplight roleswap! put Martyn in a flower pot

i don’t feel as motivated to work on this one when i have lamplight unfinished so it’s lower on my priorities but know i have like an entire arc of this written and unposted. we just have a few paths for this one and i have to decide which one to use

it’s so wild to me lamplight has like. aus. like this isn’t even the only one? a roleswap. that’s insane? it’s wild that you all like lamplight enough i can even get away with this

First Sign of a House Fire

(Sept, 2k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

i love superhero stories for two reasons: plots about secrets and adapting the characters to give them powers. this had smth fun for both of them

yellow rose isn’t super high on my list of priorities to update (i think the oneshot is interesting on its own) but one day,,,, it’s part of the many aus cherri and i have but it’s the longest for sure. the doc for just this au is like 100k words long on its own. at the time i draft this cherri and i are actively writing smth else for it in another tab. theres like 4 offshoots and im obsessed w all of them. we had to make ocs about this one. i’m excited to eventually add more to this series

actually that’s one of the scenes i’m most excited for and most dreading adding. we made a backstory oc and im SO attached to him and im excited to post a thing out there w him but. ough. whatever cringe is dead i’ll get there eventually and brute force my way into attaching you to our funky little robot guy

also love that this fic forced me to be decided on a docv characterization that i have to stick to. he may be a canon guy to martyn’s vtuber lore but he’s my oc now too

Blindsided

(Sept, 2k, treebark week, ongoing) (link)

pirate au and royal au based on a big secret and also stuffing a guy in a box and it's all stupid dramatic literally what else do you want or need in life

this is my wife. my favorite. my most beloved. blindsided gives me new illnesses and diseases. i have just one scene to write before i can update it and then i can continue unleashing her. god i love this fic the drama of it is SO fun.

the funny thing abt blindsided is i know all the plot chronologically but now how to Present it which is part of why i haven’t continued too much. eventually i will but until then know that one of the scenes im sitting on which has been fully written is one i think about constantly. hopefully when i post it cherri’ll let free the comic she did for it

i actually have the ending of this fic written i just need to get there lmfao. second on my priority list after smop i think

Cradle of the Leviathan

(Sept, 1.5k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

i just love mer aus man. whats the point of it all if you cant have mer aus. just get a big ol fish

i have the ending of this au written as well and literally so little of the lead up. but this is pretty low on my priorities. i think this one stands just fine on its own. mer aus are nice like that

we actually have a few mer aus but for now i’ll be focusing on this one. i do have a few sweet post story things written for this one. maybe one day i’ll write enough to post em lmao

Lamplight AU

(2022-present, 47k, treebark, ongoing) (link)

renchanting dnd/fantasy au, martyn's a paladin and ren's a lamp

so i started this au last year. my wrapped last year said my total was 20k, so that means this year's total is.... 27k!

and… it was just lamplight’s birthday and i did all my appreciation for the fic and its readers then, but god. i love this fic so much and i love you all who have read it and been so kind about it. the amount of popularity it has makes it a bit nerve wracking to work on, but i still really want to see it finished. i hope to see the bulk of it done by this time next year!

Six Sentence Sunday

six sentence sunday is a challenge where i try to post six sentences i wrote that week every sunday, to keep me writing every week of the year! i do it over on my writing blog, @driflew

i did not keep up on my six sentences,,, i had a lot of sunday fencing tournaments. i did for ~33 weeks this year! thats a pretty good amount! i’ll have to be more on top of it next year tho

unpublished work

the last few years i havent included unpublished work, but with the extreme bulk of it, i wanted to note it down. cherri @/cherrifire and i have been writing a lot back and forth at each other in discord dms this year, and i wanted to include those in my count! bc holy fucking shit is there a lot of them

i didn’t include collab pieces, just pieces i wrote alone. i also only included the renchanting aus i share w cherri and scarian aus i share w flowey, nothing else—no unfinished lamplight or other independent pieces or oneshots, no original fiction for class, nothing. i also missed a few u haven’t moved to docs yet. so i’m lowballing by a few. thousands. of words

the total for those is...... 135k words! there is,,, something wrong with me

total and end notes

our total this year is...

187512 words!

that might be my highest word count yet! because i caught treebark disease. wild.

something really fun about this year to me is i really loved everything i wrote.

if you want to get me a gift or support me on my birthday… maybe try reading my work and reblogging it or leaving a comment! you can find my writing at driflew or skelew on ao3, follow my writing blog at @driflew, or even consider tipping my kofi!

thank you for sticking with me and supporting me this year! i really appreciate it! hopefully i can break 100k next year too!

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unexpected nostalgia - k. kazhua, k. ayato & k. ayaka

summary; you hated this but it seemed like your sibling was having the time of their lives as they get to relive having you as their baby sibling.

genre; scenarios, fluff, familial relationship, ooc kazuha and kamisatos???, angst at kazuha's part (if you squint?)

[platonic] [gender never mentioned]

a/n; i dont have much to say but before i posted my recent fic, it took me a while to get back into writing skjdksdjj i hope this is good and that you enjoy despite how long it took for me to write this also kazuha came home a while ago but it was days before the yoimiya banner leak so im a little bummed bc i want her <;/3

kaedehara kazuha

you really wonder how this happened, one minute you were exploring past the gates of liyue and now you're back to being a baby. it was a sudden event for the both of you, of course it would be sudden, you turned into a baby! kazuha was more than well versed in taking care of you, often having to do so when you were both younger.

"what a turn of event, hm?" he was still calm as ever. you can only whine at how calm he was. how dare he be so calm about this?! "don't cry dear, we'll figure something out. though it is nostalgic to have you like this." he has a fond smlie on his face as he holds you.

"dad used to help me hold you right when you were first born. we were really inseparable, and we still are." you want to be a little frustrated that your older brother was so casual about this but the way he talked so fondly about such memories you didn't remember, you want to let him have this for a little longer. "time really passed too quickly."

you could only respond with a tiny huff, making him smile. "i think for now we should find baizhu... he might help." he chuckled as he swaddles you in his haori to keep you warm on the way.

his heart feels lighter knowing that you will always be by his side and he will be by yours, nothing separating you both after everything.

kamisato ayaka & kamisato ayato

ayato laughed at you. he was so shocked that he laughed. it was almost unbelievable if it weren't for the fact it happened in front of the elder siblings. ayaka, being the dear sister she was, immediately checked for any injury.

"are you okay?!" she pressed her hands on your cheeks as she examined your face and then checked your body. unfortunately, as a baby, you were very ticklish. you start bursting out giggles as her hands ran across your tiny body. she sighed in relief upon hearing your laugh, "well, at least you're in good shape aside from turning into a baby." ayato had kept quiet when ayaka started to worry, soon smiling fondly as he heard your giggles.

"we better head back and find out how long this may last." he suggested. taking it upon himself to hold you.

"right. everyone back at the estate might worry about how we got a child though... do you think thoma can help us?"

"i'm sure we'll be fine." he hummed. and as expected, gossip runs fast in the estate, and thoma is quick to assign the two kamisatos in the weird misadventure.

"i'm sure she'll be okay. perhaps kokomi may help?"

"though it is cute to see our little kamisato sibling be a baby again." ayato's fingers rub at your chubby cheek before pinching it lightly, making you attempt to smack his hand away. "it's much more different now though, i feel like a parent." he chuckled. it wasn't far off how he really felt most of the time despite spending a lot of time to work and learn to uphold the clan.

"baby y/n is just too cute to resist!" ayaka giggled, joining the eldest brother in coddling you. going to find how long this lasts can wait, your siblings are too busy spoiling you now that they're old enough to do it.

[coulson-is-an-avenger]

this is the randomest idea, but have you ever considered making something where starbuck is just exploring his gender withhhh his lovers IMAGINE starbuck with a dress that mary made/helped make or design for him or ahab just being really supportive of starbuck being Gender like !!! honestly idk what this is, no need to do anything about it it's not like it's a request or anything i just thought of it and felt you of all people would be interested in the idea

oh my god. OHHHH MY GOD. NONNY. ANON. MY GOOD FRIEND NONYMOUS. I am cupping your face I am jumping around like that cat gif. HELLO.

@pocketsizedquasar and I have talked. AT LENGTH about starbuck Gender bc there is soooo much there. We personally hc him as being bigender man and woman, but any Gender starbuck is beautiful and lovely 💙🏳️‍⚧️

In canon I don't think there's a ton of room for him to fully realize he has gender stuff going on - the man can't even fully recognize his bisexuality before Dying At Sea - but in a softer universe where the 1800s are maybe a bit kinder on everyone, where perhaps he knows and sees people who are gnc/trans, perhaps he can begin to think that maybe, maybe....

I think a Lot about Starbuck telling Mary in quiet hours of the night that he wishes he were a woman so he could stay with her and her being so gentle with him about it. waaaaaa

But bro ohhhh my god Mary making her a dress 🥺🥺🥺 that is so unbelievably soft hang on,,, starbuck trying it on and getting to feel euphoria.... Ahab telling her she looks beautiful.... both kissing him on the cheeks about it....🥺 I am so fond of this i am holding them...

also I know you said this isnt a request or anything but still pls enjoy a wip of starb trying on a dress (and ahab wearing one also for support) that im very fond of 🥺👉👈

[ID: A traditional drawing of Ahab and Starbuck standing together, wearing modern dresses. Ahab wears a bralette top piece and a long, pleated skirt over a lace up boot and his pegleg. Starbuck wears an off the shoulder, long sleeve, simple dress that ends below the knees, as well as flats. Starbuck is smiling down at the ground with a soft, bashful smile, and Ahab reaches out to touch her arm, smiling softly. End ID.]

[neotachyons]

Top 5 YGO characters?

allow me to be annoying real quick 🙏🙏

5. Kite Tenjo the galaxy-eyes master himself. he was actually my original favorite in zexal before shark came in with a steel chair but he's just. so good. he's introduced as a bit of a maniac (per yugioh protocol) but then you learn his character and it's like ohhhh. okay. yeah he can do whatever he wants forever. he has one of the best magical girl transformations in zexal. he duels on the moon. it's insane. also the best big brother in yugioh I'll stand by that. he's just so good.

4. Yuri Arc-V man where do I begin. i've only known this cunt for 2 months but genuinely he became one of my favorite characters the second he was on screen. he's only in roughly 30 eps of the show and i hate it cuz if it was up to me he would've been in All Of Them but i understand. i want him in duel links SO BAD it's not even funny (there is new dialogue alluding to him tho so we are getting there). i love his design sososoos much like it's a top 3 yugioh design for me i fear they cooked too hard. he's purple and hot pink i really can't ask for more.

3. SHARK YUGIOH ZEXAL. what didn't they do with this boy. filled every single character role and did it flawlessly. every moment he's on screen is incredible and his character is so unreal i can't even explain it it's just something that has to be witnessed. his bonds with yuma and rio especially make me sob he's just so wonderful. he's so violently 14 years old as well and it's so so good like the dub also adds to that greatly by giving him the best dialogue (im so biased i love the zexal dub to death) he has a skill in duel links called "You're Getting on My Nerves!" it's so funny. guy who claims to not care actually cares the most alert. shark's character alone is a crazy ass moment in yugioh history to me.

2. Jaden "Get Your Game On" Yuki he is the best yugioh protag of all time i'll die by that. changed the game by breaking the wall and being the first spinoff protag. they just did such a great job with him he's such a joy from the second he's on screen all the way until the end. unbelievably charming and lovable and his interactions with other characters are so good. i'm really biased towards his dub as well because i love how violently early 2000s all his dialogue is. it adds so much to him. my slifer4lifer he's my beloved.

1. BAKURA !!!!!!! i love all the bakuras an insane amount but i am extremely partial to yami bakura. he is my ride or die my best friend we go way back. not only is he my favorite yugioh character he is straight up my favorite character from any media Ever. his design, his character arc, everything about him just drives me absolutely insane. ryou too. god ryou my cinnamon apple. my king with 14 different eye colors. i stayed up until 4:30 am when he came to duel links to play it as soon as he dropped and it's a memory im so fond of. and thief king bakura my God. design kicks ass he kicks ass he deserved so much more than what they gave him and i stand by that. the bakuras just mean so much to me especially yami bakura i love them to death. best white haired bitches ever.

[sca-rian]

I was wondering if you had any fluffy Scarian headcanons because the brainrot is real

dear anon, id love to give you headcanons, but you must understand that i can't stop my brain whenever it decides to ramble. that being said, i give you three scarian brainrot scenarios:

- one concept that was spiraling my mind just now is regarding fanart where people draw grian with glasses. i like to think of it as: yes, grian needs glasses, but he isnt particularly fond of them; truth is, wearing glasses fucking sucks, besides, grian dislikes how they makes his eyes look so small. when he first joined hermitcraft, he quickly made an habit of walking around without his glasses on, frequently hitting windows when he flew (bird behavior) and not being able to properly recognize people when they came to him. he only used his glasses for building and reading, and it's on one of those occasions where scar first sees him with glasses on. and, god, to tell you he's smitten. he can't help but stare, because oh grian looks so cute should i tell him that or should i not— (he tells him. he always does. specially when he founds out grian dislikes the glasses. grian eventually starts to wear them more frequently, although he would never admit why. he can blame it on headaches, tho);

- i like to think of hermitcraft scarian (not necessarily involving 3rd and ll) as a slow burn relationship. something in the lines of the strangers > friends > friends with benefits > lovers pipeline. scar falls first—because how could he not?—and grian is oblivious for a long time. he doesn't think much of it when they kiss, and keep dismissing his feelings when they start to appear (it's just so silly! everyone would feel like that after casually kissing their friend! unless...?). truth is, grian falls hard for scar eventually, and i think a huge turning point for their relationship would be in s8, because its when pearl joins (im a sucker for writing her friendship with grian), and it definitely changes a lot to have someone new noticing how grian and scar look at each other, how their hands are always naturally touching, how they giggle together and lose themselves in their conversations... pearl sees it, and grian eventually has to agree with her;

- this ties into the topic above but. another good brainrot material is. think of their firsts. think about a first kiss, a first date, a first love confession.... think of how they'd be without a doubt an absolute mess through it all. theyd look at each other and giggle, because they make things harder for themselves (example: first time they kiss after a love confession, when its supposed to feel genuine and special, scars top hat falls over grians head when he leans down to kiss him). think of them as silly, but unbelievably sweet and truly in love

[skepticalarrie]

hey Allie, hope youre well.

i have just recently re joined the fandom, i left in 2016 after freddie was born (didnt un larrie or anything but the hatred you would get for beliving louis isnt a dad was so getting too much) and ive recently come back and im still seeing people doubt bbg? like if they were there to see everything in real fucking time it wouldnt be as doubted, even some larries think L is a dad!

if they were there in real time they would of seen louis throwing a fucking doll-that very clearly looked like a doll- off stage saying "its not real, its a fake baby" x3 times just a few months before the first article drop.

in real time they would of seen harry put of balloon under his shirt, always, during "Little white lies"

in real time they would of seen the fucking tension between Larry, right after he signed his fucking life to Sony. even though they were still serenading each other and fonding.

in real time they of seen anas fucking tweets about where louis was gonna be, then coincidently him being linked too many girls, but strangely only Brianna's fucking name was mentioned.

in real time they would of seen louis' family and friends being dead fucking silent.

again, in real time the first fucking person to acc confirm these rumors was of fucking course SC.

in real time would of seen how EVERYONE in that band, including louis who was a "buzzing dad to be" looked like they wanted to literally shoot them self's. Again, harry who loves fucking kids looked like he would of rather jumped in front of a fucking on going traffic then hear that kid being brought up on on GMA.

in real time would of seen how during all of this the rbbs were happening and signaling to being in the closet, and shading bbg.

in real time would of seen the fucking memes from the gp,fans and even some celebrities taking the absolute piss out of the whole thing, but the "buzzing dad to be" said fuck all about people taking the piss out of his unborn son.

in real time the would of seen her belly disappearing and fucking changing shape on the daily, stealing pictures of Amber.

(this doesn't fit into the tl correctly but oh well) in real time would of seen how they announced this preg WAY too ealry, even jay (bless her soul rip) didn't announce her pregnancy untill 5 months in, bearing in mind that info was leaked w out permission, cuz they know it puts the women in a vulnerable situation.

in real time would of seen how louis just didn't know the birth of his own son and using the wrong date.

OH also how after his kid was born all he did was walk around with him in a pushchair for the pap then piss off for a cig, also selling his house and moving across the world to hope his ex girlfriend would take him back.

and yeah you can read all the masterposts, watch all the interviews ect, but its not the same as actually experiencing it all and being there in real fucking time.

sorry this was so long lol it just pisses me offf,

x

YES, it pisses me off as well, anon…. It’s unbelievable the ability some people have to just brush off so many things like these that you mentioned just because they feel uncomfortable about it. Yes babygate is fucked up. No, no one likes to talk about it, no one wants to see the truth… but it’s right there. Not looking at it won’t make Freddie his son.

[thotsforvillainrights]

i would like to request anything with Redestro please 😩🙏 im starved of content for him

(Anon, I'm starved too honestly. We need a little more content for the old man on this hellsite. I'm sure all 12 of his fans will appreciate it lmao. Now for a random fun fact about me personally, I love fishing. That being said, for story sakes let's say you're not to fond of it.)

~Fishing~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

-It's a well known fact that when you become someone's significant other, one of the ways you interact with each other is through sharing your interests. Unless you have literally everything in common (which is rare) sometimes you don't always like the same thing your partner is into. This is where a sort of compromise comes into play! Now believe it or not, he's accepting of all you enjoy but not very fond of it. The one thing he doesn't prefer is going on walks or hikes with you. Going outside a lot or whatnot. He loves you but sometimes when you want to go out with him, it's after he's had an unbelievably long day at Detnerat. He'd prefer to rest of course, but being the type of man that he is, you'll never EVER hear him complain or outright say no to you.

-The shoe was on a different foot when you heard him excitedly clamoring on the phone with Hanabata early this morning. You stretched and got out of bed to find him in the hallway digging through the coats until he found a dark green vest and a matching hat adorned with fish hooks and bait. He noticed you and turned to smile. "My apologies for waking you so early. I'm preparing to go on a trip with Hanabata...fishing!" He began going on and on about how much he enjoyed the activity and you could tell it really meant a lot to him. You could also easily tell near the end that there was a longing look in his eyes. The same look he gives when he wants to say something to you badly. To ask you something if we're being specific.

-"Can I come?" His eyes immediately light up at your question as he eagerly nods his head. He asks if you really want to do so and you agree. So it was a little white lie, so what? Yes you would rather be at home relaxing rather than on the back of a boat for hours at a time while two middle aged men attempt to catch fish that you later find out they just toss back and don't even keep. However, the bigger picture was you out here sharing a hobby with him, taking a small bit of interest in what he enjoys.

-You couldn't le for a second. Seeing that huge smile on his face the whole day really made you feel warm inside. You sat and listened (sorta) to his long stories he had to tell you, and also to his random fishing lessons and tips as well. You even took a crack at it, although you weren't able to catch anything for yourself unfortunately. You'd taken a second to get some meaningful pictures right around sunset. One particular picture you'd be keeping despite protest, is the moment when Hanabata had fallen off the boat and remerged with a large lilypad upon his head rather than the hat he wore earlier today. You'll likely use it as blackmail for a few more days and squeeze a couple of free lunches out of him first.

-When you'd made it home together and got cleaned up from the day, you both chose to unwind on the couch and watch some TV. He'd of course happily dozed off next to you while you were channel surfing and that very same smile hadn't left his face not even in his sleep.

[beantothemax]

4 hours in Mementos was bound to affect one’s energy levels sooner or later. Akechi was just surprised it was him who had fallen asleep.

It took a while for him to even notice at first. He and Futaba had been bickering over who the best Featherman character was, with occasional input from Yusuke and Ann. Ren was as quiet as ever, listening to them argue with a fond smile. Haru and Makoto had opted out of this particular adventure, for reasons they hadn’t given. Not that Akechi was complaining; the Monabus was quieter without Makoto there to egg on the banter and spark it into a fully-fledged argument.

“Okay, we need a tiebreaker. Skull, what do you think?”

No response.

“...Skull?”

Akechi felt a weight press on his shoulder, and saw a mess of blonde hair. He recognised the slow rise and fall of Ryuji’s chest, and realised.

“He’s asleep.”

“Dammit! He was gonna be our tiebreaker,” Futaba turned back around in her seat, arms crossed.

Without thinking, Akechi moved Ryuji so his head was in his lap, and began messing with his hair. It was oddly soft.

Ryuji stayed asleep for the next 2 levels, at which point Akechi had fallen asleep too.

When they stopped next, the others agreed to let them sleep. It was better than them arguing.

the 2 eepiest boys in one monabus… whatever will they do

mav i am frantically chewing on your p5 fics I love how you write them!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! you’ve officially infected me with ryugoro braunrot these two are in my brain and they aren’t even paying rent. unbelievable.

futaba and akechi getting into very heated debates over featherman characters is absolutely something they do every time during mementos trips. the others just tune them out at this point

ALSO……. RYUJI JUST FULL FALLING ASLEEP ON AKECHI’S SHOULDER…… AUGH. LITTLEST GUY. I ADORE HIM

mav im injecting your ryugoro fics directly into my bloodstream I love these