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Hiii !! I don’t know if you’re still doing Roman Godfrey imagines but if u are can u do Husband!Roman he just have gotten back from work after a hard day & u guys have a smoke session than things take a turn & u two have rough sex?? (U can do your things with the smut I can’t really think of anything 😂🫶🏽 but ty !!)

if i'm still doing Roman Godfrey imagines... IF I'M STILL DOING ROMAN GODFREY IMAGINES??? it's all i ever do, sweetheart🙈💜 i fucking loved writing this and i hope i've done your wish justice!! it took a different turn than expected, but this only means i might have to revisit this tihi... and it's the first bj i've ever written lol so hope it went well! ENJOY!!🌸

silk tie (roman godfrey x reader)

WARNINGS: 18+, piv sex, bondage, oral sex (female receiving), blowjob, suit-fetish, smoking

summary: your husband has had quite the day... and now he's adamant about making it a little better

word count: 4,347

I hadn't noticed Roman was home before I walked past the balcony.

It was about three in the morning, which was an odd time for him to return from work. Or had he arrived back earlier?-- I had been asleep, so there was no way for me to know. I never waited up for him anymore, as he was usually either grumpy or completely exhausted. He wouldn't exactly take it out on me, but I was still unsure how to deal with his mood swings ever since his upir cravings got worse.

Maybe our marriage wasn't perfect, but it had its moments. Moments such as these.

I watched as Roman leaned against the balcony railing, clearly deep in thought as he smoked a cigarette. He was still wearing his suit, not having bothered to get out of his work attire. On top of that, it was clear that he had been ripping at his hair because it looked like an absolute mess. With quiet steps, I joined his side, not saying a word. I could only look at him, revel in the upward curve of his nose, the pout of his lips, and the way he lazily balanced the cigarette between his fingers.

"Hey, gorgeous," I said, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "How are you?"

Roman hummed, exhaling a cloud of smoke through his nose. It was clear that his mind was elsewhere. "I've been here for fifteen minutes and this is my sixth cigarette. I think I'm slowly going insane,"

It wasn't unusual for Roman to get into these depressive ruts-- it would often happen when work got a little crazy and Pryce wouldn't get off his case. "You're not going insane," I stepped away from the balcony, wrapping my arms around my husband from behind. "You just need to get some sleep... Come to bed." My words were muffled against his broad back, pressing a kiss through his suit.

Roman sighed, running his free hand over my fingers, feeling how small I was against him. "I already slept an hour in my office,"

Typical. "An hour isn't enough,"

"Well, I'm not sleepy anymore, and that's all that counts," Roman stumped the cigarette against the railing, another sigh escaping him. "But don't let me keep you up."

I nuzzled my face against his back, inhaling the scent of his cologne; I had missed him today. "I don't want to go back to bed without my husband,"

"It wouldn't be the first time,"

I rolled my eyes-- enough was enough. His self-deprecation could be downright annoying sometimes, mostly because he was more stubborn than a donkey. "Talk to me, Rome, what's on your mind?"

Roman gave in, turning to me. Like this, I could see the way the bags under his eyes had darkened since this morning and the way his eyelids were halfway drooped into a look of exhaustion. "It just... hit me today that all my ties are silk,"

"... What?"

"Silk," Roman echoed, and he had a hollow look about him as he wrapped his arms around me. He put his head on top of mine before burying his nose in my hair, inhaling sharply. "The devil wrapped in silk is still the devil."

It didn't take long for me to realize that he was talking about his urges again. "You're not the devil, Roman," I drew small circles on his back, hoping to soothe him. I couldn't help but wonder if he'd had something to drink on top of this. "You're working through it and you're doing well. Do you not realize that?"

He hummed; "It's just not fair to you," Roman's hands went up in my hair, pulling me tighter against his chest. "I want to grow old with you, but sometimes I wonder whether it was a good decision to get married... Whether I shouldn't have been selfish enough to drag you down with me."

I put my hands against his chest, slowly pushing myself away. This was a different speech from his usual sad ones-- this was new. "... What are you saying?"

Exasperated, Roman groaned as he turned away from me, leaning over the railing once more. He dragged his hands through his hair, tugging a little too hard at his roots. "I don't-- I don't know, okay? I just want Pryce's treatments to work, to be rid of whatever the fuck I've become, and just... Fuck! I hear the beating of my heart all the time and it's driving me fucking crazy!" He drove his elbows down against the surface, covering his ears as though it would help.

My body was begging for me to go back to sleep, but my heart was actively shattering at the sight of Roman so broken. I took slow steps towards him; with wary movements, my fingers dipped into the jacket of his suit, fishing out a pack of cigarettes. My other hand went into the front pocket of his trousers, fishing out his lighter. I wasn't the biggest endorser of smoking, but I knew exactly why Roman did it-- it slowed down his heart, making it easier to bear the constant sound of his blood pulsing through his veins.

I put the cigarette between my lips, now feeling Roman's glossy eyes on me. Lighting it, taking a rather long drag myself, I made my way between his arms. I balanced the cigarette between my fingers, holding it up in front of his mouth, and it didn't take long before he accepted it, wrapping his plush lips around it with a satisfied sigh.

Something about the look of relief on Roman's face gave my heart the ease it had needed all day. Knowing I could be the one to soothe him, to bring him down from his panic, assured me that we were good for each other after all.

I reached out for his tie, feeling the silk between the pads of my fingers. "When you're not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives," My hands left his tie, now resting against his chest, feeling the beating of his heart against my palm. "You've cut your tongue so many times that when life hands you a flower, you can't quite make out what it is. It takes time, Roman. Marriage takes time."

The smoke from the cigarette wrapped around us like a warm duvet, the warm summer breeze blowing it away with soft strokes. A kind, subtle smile spread across Roman's lips, finding solace in my words. His free hand traveled down to rest against the small of my back, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss against my forehead. "Sometimes at work, I have thoughts of simply dissolving into you," he murmured, pulling away to take another drag before continuing. "It's unexplainable, but the thought is always there... and there's nothing I want more than that."

I let out the breath I had been holding, glad to see him calm again. "Are we talking sex?"

The laugh that followed made my heart sing; "You'd think so, but that's not how I meant it," Roman took a final drag, putting out the cigarette and tossing it away somewhere. "Although... I could mean it like that."

"Of course you could," I got up on my toes to give his neck a sweet kiss, knowing I couldn't reach up to his face. "But I think our first priority would be to get some sleep, and then we'll see what we can do in the morning if we have time."

Roman bit his lower lip, suppressing a cheeky grin. His green eyes sparkled with the familiar look of want, and I immediately knew he was up to no good. "I have to disagree... I think the first priority would be to get you out of my shirt,"

My eyes widened-- I had forgotten that I was wearing it. In my defense, it was easier to fall asleep when he was away if I wore it. "What, you want it back or something?"

"No," Roman's voice dropped as his hands went down to grab at my waist. "Just want it off."

"It's three in the morning!--"

"And since when did we care about that?" He didn't even try to suppress his growing smirk anymore, and I watched his pupils dilate in real time as ideas soared through his dirty, dirty mind. It didn't take much time before Roman took my hand into his, bringing it up to his mouth to press a wet kiss against my knuckles. My breath hitched, having missed the sensation of his lips against my body. But suddenly, he lowered my hand and pressed it up against himself, leaving me breathless and in shock.

Roman gave in to a laugh at the expression on my face, leaning down to press a kiss against the underside of my jaw. "Are you really going to deny me when I'm in a suit? That always works like a killer on you,"

And he was definitely right about that-- everything about him right now made me want to jump him. "Who said anything about denying you?" I mumbled, rubbing him through his trousers, my fingers feeling along each divot and ridge of his length. Swallowing hard, I realized I could feel him grow harder beneath my palm. "I just don't think we should be doing this on the balcony..."

Roman hummed, a low moan vibrating in his chest; "Yeah, good idea," I barely had time to register what was happening before his big arms wrapped around me, hoisting me over his shoulder as I yelped. It always surprised me that he could lift me as though I weighed nothing, and I laughed against his back as he made his way back into the house with a strong grip around me.

"Rome, for fuck's sake!" I couldn't stop the trail of giggles escaping me, happy to see this side of my husband again. "You can't be serious-- Hey!" The squeak that escaped me was unlike anything I had heard coming from my mouth before, but how else was I to react as Roman struck his hand against my ass? Something about the sting was both painful and weirdly arousing-- I couldn't put my finger on it. Was this my lack of sleep talking?

Roman proceeded to chuckle, leading us into the bedroom. "Of course I'm serious," It didn't take long before he laid me down on the bed, crawling over to me like a predator. "I'm a serious man, you know me."

"Yeah, right,"

As Roman made space for himself between my legs, I couldn't help but fling my arms around his neck to pull him close. I had waited for him to come home all evening to do just this-- the bliss that filled my body as our lips finally met was unmatched by any other heavenly feeling on earth. "I've wanted you all day," I purred against him, feeling the hardness of his cock twitching against me.

"Don't say that shit," he whispered back, letting out a shaky breath as he raised himself up. "Makes me feel like I'm going to burst."

I bit down a giggle, my hands reaching for him once more. "Oh, come on, it hasn't been that long since last time!"

"... Three days?"

"Three days?!" I could barely believe it-- this was outrageous. Blinking rapidly, I watched as Roman's smirk reappeared, now leaning back down to capture my lips in a soft, passionate kiss. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me flush against him and the fabric of his suit. "Well, I've been busy... and you've been out a lot," he murmured against my lips, his hot breath against my mouth making me shiver. "It's almost as though I need to make sure you're always here waiting for me... Because there's no way in hell I'll let another three days pass before I fuck you again."

I wasn't quite sure what he was getting at, but I liked the sound of it. I liked everything about this actually-- his tongue against mine, my hands in his hair, the feeling of our hearts beating at each other through our chests. But suddenly, the weight of him disappeared off me, and before I knew it, Roman's green eyes practically pierced me as he knelt before me, my legs creasing at his thighs.

I knew this look. This look of lust, love, and mischief; I couldn't take my eyes off of him. The way his chest heaved, the way he stared down at me through his brows, and the way the corners of his mouth turned upwards into a smirk made my stomach flutter.

It only dawned on me what Roman actually meant when his hands went up to his tie. Silk. My eyes widened; "Oh God, Rome--"

"Let's strike a deal," he purred, drawing the black tie through his fingers as he licked his lips. "Deal with the devil, if you like. Your little wish for mine."

I nearly shuddered, feeling my pulse quicken. "And what is it that I wish?"

Roman's chuckle was darker than expected. Something told me he had wanted to do this for a while. "I know you have an affinity for my suits, so I'll keep it on. And you... will stay still,"

Stay still? I could only squeal as Roman grabbed my hips, moving me further up the bed with ease. My breaths came out in short, ragged motions as he took my wrists into his big hand, tying them to the headboard with the other. The mix of the situation and my lack of sleep made me light-headed; "Rome," I mewled out against his chest, looking up to try to meet his eyes. I let out a quiet hiss as he tightened the tie around my wrists, watching as he made sure there wasn't much wiggle room.

This was something new.

"Perfect," Roman said, mostly to himself, before taking my face into his hands to press a wet kiss against my lips. "Fuck, this is perfect... Let's just stay like this forever, hm?"

My heart fluttered, and I had to swallow rather hard as he made his way down my neck, leaving a trail of kisses along my body. It was hard to say no to a man towering well over six feet dressed in a ridiculously expensive suit. I squirmed against my restraints, my lashes fluttering as I remembered how sleepy I actually was-- but the tie was tied tightly around my wrists, and there was nowhere for me to go. "Since when do you have the energy to do this at three am?" I tried, hoping to stop my breath from hitching as his hands neared the hem of my shirt.

Roman took his time with giving me a response, his fingers now grazing my bare skin, leaving me shivering with anticipation. "You know you're talking about your husband, right?" he said, pushing my shirt further up as he spoke. "Were three days enough to make you forget that I always have energy for this?"

Before I had the opportunity to answer, Roman leaned down to lick a wet stripe up my stomach. I let out a broken moan, tugging at my restraints once more, squirming beneath him. "Rome, shit--" As he paired his licks up with kisses, I quickly felt my arousal pooling between my legs; there was no going back now.

We had never actually talked about tying me up like this, and I wasn't sure whether this was torturous or pleasurable. All I wanted was to reach down and run my fingers through his hair, tug him closer, feel him-- everything about the denial made me further desperate.

Seeing as I was dressed for bed, I wasn't wearing a bra; something told me that my husband approved. It didn't take long before my shirt was at my arms, Roman's lips wrapped around an aching bud as he sucked at me. I could only write and moan, feeling completely breathless. "I can't-- Fuck, Roman,"

It felt as though the smell of cigarettes swallowed me whole, dragging me deep into the depths of my arousal. My hips bucked up against him, desperate for more, but all my attempts were shut down when Roman grabbed my hips and pinned me down to the bed. "Behave," he said, a low grunt following as his grip on me tightened.

Hearing that word, I knew I was screwed. It suddenly became very, very apparent that Roman was in one of those moods-- this was usually the side of him that would come out when he felt like everything around him was spinning out of control, meaning he had to control the only thing he felt he could; me.

And with me being tied up and all, I couldn't help but comply.

"Sweetheart?" Roman shifted, making sure he had my attention before he sat up. Slowly, his hand inched down to his zipper, a cheeky smirk spreading across his lips. "I've had such a tough day, and seeing you like this is really making it all feel better... But I wanna see how pretty you look with your lips around my cock."

The teasing tone in his low voice was enough to drive me crazy. Along with that, the proper look about him had me struggling to breathe. There was something tantalizing about the fact that America's youngest CEO was right here, married to me, wanting and needing me. So when Roman unzipped his trousers, leading his hard cock to my mouth, I gladly accepted it.

I slid just the tip of my tongue up the underside, so light he could barely feel it-- it was mostly just the sensation of my breath. Judging by the sound of Roman's breath hitching and the slight twitch of his cock, I knew I was on the right track. I gave the tip a gentle kiss before giggling to myself, not having to look up to know he was blushing. "For fuck's sake," he breathed, reaching down to grab a full fist of my hair, pulling me closer.

This was his way of politely saying please.

So I gave in, wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, sucking him in, and tasting the drop of pre-cum that immediately landed on my tongue. It was followed by a downright lewd moan from Roman, who loosened the grip on my hair before throwing his head back just a little. I couldn't help but glance up at him, so prim and proper in his suit, yet completely unraveled by the slightest touch.

And since my hands were tied and I couldn't touch him, I reveled in the fact that I could taste him. Which is why, when Roman pulled out of my mouth with a rather wet pop, I pouted up at him as he made his way back down. But my pout quickly faded as my lips parted, my breath escaping me as he rubbed the tip of his cock over my chest. "You're too damn pretty," Roman said as he stroked himself at the sight of me. "Do you want my mouth on you before we go?"

"Yes, please," The ache between my legs almost burned-- there was nothing I wanted more in the world.

It didn't take long before Roman tucked himself back into his pants and moved down my body with eager kisses, and the anticipation nearly had me panting so hard that I was sure I might pass out. But the tension in my body quickly dissolved as Roman pulled my pyjama shorts aside, licking a wet stripe up my sex, which made my back arch off the bed. My hands strained against the tie, letting out a weak groan-- I was dying to bury my hands in his hair.

"You're already so wet," Roman purred, leaning down to press a soft kiss against my clit. "Could've fucked you already." His fingers dug into my hips to hold me down, sucking me in as his lips covered my mound. It felt so intense, that I could barely hear my own thoughts; I heaved in sharp breaths of air, squeezing my eyes shut as I struggled against my restraints. It only got worse when Roman's tongue slid over my sopping entrance, entering me, fucking me-- I was sure I was dreaming.

It was too much. Especially when he cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples between his thumb and pointer finger. I could only cry out, my fingers gripping harshly around the tie. My overstimulation washed over me like a wave, and I was sure it was due to my lack of sleep. "Roman, please, I can't... I want you in me-- A-Aah," I couldn't stop the way my hips bucked against him, nor the way my gaze darted down to watch his eyes falling shut as he savoured me, his thick, long lashes casting shadows over his cheeks.

Thankfully, my husband wasn't in the mood to keep me on the edge tonight. Roman got up, a knowing smirk spreading across his slicked lips. "I might have to tie you up like this more often," he said, palming himself through his suit. "This is quite the sight."

From his perspective, I could understand this-- it wasn't every day that he saw his wife splayed out like this, t-shirt draped just above her bare chest, and completely at his mercy. On the other hand, I was sure I had gotten just as good of a bargain. I had been begging Roman to fuck me in one of his suits, and here he was, finally complying. If this wasn't love, then I couldn't be sure.

"Oh, you should see yourself," I purred, biting back a grin. "Mr. CEO... All mine."

Roman let out a soft chuckle, leaning down to press a kiss against my lower abdomen as he pulled off my pyjama bottoms. "Always been yours,"

I could only sigh, feeling a surge of warmth coursing through my veins. At the end of the day, it was true-- Roman was mine, and I was his. Bonded together through our testimony, before the law, and before all things celestial. Everything about this would've been perfect if I wasn't bonded to the bed as well. My wrists were starting to ache, but I didn't have much time to think about that as I felt Roman entering me, a low grunt escaping him. I couldn't help but shudder, feeling the familiar stretch and fullness I had been craving for so long, and I struggled against my restraints as I cried out in pleasure.

Roman kept one hand planted on my hip, the other one gripping hard at my thigh. Seeing the expression on his face was nearly enough to make me moan-- Fuck, how I had missed this. The feeling of his cock inside me, the feeling of his hands on me, and being completely at his mercy. He had thankfully learned to be a little gentle with me at the start, and I felt his green eyes on me as I closed mine, lips parting at the sensation of feeling him thrust into me with slow strokes. Heaven, heaven-- it was impossible that such pleasure could be dealt by the hands of a devil.

"Shit," Roman's hands gripped my waist, a need growing with each pump of his cock. He was so damn gorgeous, his sharp jawline twitching as he clenched and unclenched his teeth. It didn't take long before he grew impatient-- he shifted, the next snap of his hips digging his cock completely to the hilt in my warmth, a soft moan escaping him as my walls fluttered around his length.

My breath hitched, letting out a string of curse words. "Rome, please," The tie around my wrists was starting to drive me mad; "I want-- A-Ah, wanna touch you..."

I wasn't sure whether Roman was hearing me or not, his lips parting in pleasure. Eventually, he leaned forward, his mouth crashing onto mine, holding me close as I moaned against him between kisses. Now that he was even closer, I wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around him and feel the fabric of his suit against my body, fulfilling my deepest fantasy. "Please," I breathed, my back arching as his cock brushed past my sweet spot. "Rome, please..."

I could feel him smirk against my mouth, and Roman pulled back to watch the absolute desperation swimming in my eyes. "What was that?" As he waited for my response, he pulled out until only the tip of him remained in me.

For fuck's sake-- "Please!" I cried, struggling against my restraints. "I can't... I can't--"

A sense of victory flashed through Roman's green eyes, traces of a darker satisfaction spreading across his lips as he thrust all the way back into me, watching me writhe and moan beneath him, fighting the urge to rip the tie to shreds to embrace him. "Fine," he said, leaning forward to clasp my wrists, smirking as his breath landed hot against my lips.

A moan mixed in with the sigh I let out, my hands immediately flying up into his hair as the tie was tossed away somewhere on the floor. Roman laughed against the kiss I dragged him into, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his lap, his cock still in me. "That was so much fun," he purred against my lips, grabbing my ass to drive me up and down along his slicked length. "We're doing that again."

"Fuck you," I pulled Roman tightly against my chest, feeling his arms snake themselves around me with the same intensity. It hit me how much I loved the feeling of him against me, how warm he was today, and how insanely hot he looked in that damn suit. Our lips came together in open, soft kisses, breathing against each other as our eyes locked, intense pleasure coursing through our bodies.

Roman was most certainly not the devil, and I could confidently conclude with that. However, I couldn't deny that he liked to play the most devilish games at the most inappropriate times-- but I had never loved my husband more than I did at this moment, right now.

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misshoneyimhome · 8 months

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i LIVE for dad willy!! imagine willy taking his little baby to the all star game. getting to take the baby on the ice and hanging around w his teammates. i can’t it’s so cute

Oh darling, I hear you 🤗❤️

Now I might have accidentally mixed up my own timeline, my bad 🙈 but I attempted to incorporate it into this 「Dad!Willy x reader」 (I'm not saying my manifestation worked, but my manifestation worked 🙌🏼) and simply expanded upon the plot - and yes, we're embracing the Star Wars order for this one 😂

But I sincerely hope you enjoy it, love 🤍

Word count; 1.2K

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Hey now, you’re All Star 🌟 I William Nylander [Dad!Willy]

Being pregnant was likely one of the toughest things you've ever experienced, maybe only surpassed by the pain of giving birth. But fortunately, that part tended to fade from memory, thanks to the brain's chemical magic.

Yet, what proved even more challenging was when William hit the road with the Leafs, leaving you alone with your newborn. Thankfully, both your mum and William's mum came to your aid during the team's first week away since your son's birth.

Still, it was tough. You simply wanted William to fully engage with his new role as a parent. That meant waking up in the middle of the night when the baby cried, handling round-the-clock feeding, and changing diapers. Naturally, William wasn't too thrilled about those tasks; they weren't exactly his favourite types of duties.

But whenever he was home in Toronto, though, you made sure he took on his fair share of parenting responsibilities – minus the breastfeeding, which had to do with formula. And surprisingly, William embraced the father role quite adeptly. He was even amazed at how fatherly he felt.

In the last months of your pregnancy, William had a bundle of concerns about the impending chapter in your lives. But fortunately, the other fathers on the team provided ample support, guiding him through the typical worries of first-time fatherhood. And when Eliot finally arrived, William felt well-prepared for his new role.

He proudly took Eliot to the rink to introduce him to his teammates, carrying him around and even skating a few rounds, while you nervously watched from the side-lines. Nothing went wrong; and it was utterly adorable, almost enough to make your ovaries applaud.

And the first hockey games with Eliot were memorable too. Snuggled up in a blanket with oversized headphones on his tiny head, you watched as the Leafs hit the ice.

Then the first offseason came, and it was exhilarating as you both embraced your roles as full-time parents. Travelling back home to visit your parents and heading to Sweden to spend time with William's family were cherished moments. And upon returning to Toronto, you settled back into your routine, with William focused on hockey, and you splitting your time between fellow hockey mums and juggling remote work.

Easier said than done, though. Despite Eliot being a sweet child, being alone with a new born wasn't always a stroll in the park.

So, whenever William had a day off, you made him take over parenting duties so you could catch up on some much-needed sleep. And as he, too, needed the rest after days filled with hockey games and training, eventually, you settled disagreements on who should take the parenting reins with mature rounds of rock, paper, scissors.

The holidays were the next highlight on your calendar – the first Christmas together as a small family of three. And it was absolutely wonderful. Eliot was, of course, spoiled with presents, and you went all out with Christmas decorations. It was a wholesome experience, with most of William's and your family members visiting, some attending hockey matches, while others helped care for Eliot and prepare dinner.

And after the holidays, you returned to the routine of everyday life in January – or as "every day" as life could be as a hockey partner. Just a week into the new year, William's contract extension was in its final stages, and you were beyond excited about the outcome. Naturally, you’d followed him everywhere, knowing that being with both him and your child was essential. But when the contract negotiations concluded, you were beyond thrilled that your family would remain in Toronto for the next eight years.

In your mind, this stability meant Eliot could enjoy a solid childhood without frequent moves. And it was no secret that it held special significance for William, given his own experience of not staying in one place for long during childhood.

To add to the excitement, William was gearing up to participate in this year's NHL All-Star Game events, an extra special occasion as it would be hosted in Toronto. Fans had voted him in, marking his debut as one of the players on the ice. It was an event that everyone looked forward to, though you were also slightly jealous of hearing the other wives were talking about finally having some time off with their husbands.

Yet, the All-Star Game turned out to be a fantastic event.

The NHL had gone all out in preparations for the All-Star event – red carpets, journalists, countless interviews, and interactions with the Toronto community. William, alongside Auston, Mo, and Mitchy, was in the spotlight. And naturally, your man had to make his entrance with nothing but style.

You could almost sense how many people were admiring him, but as you stood there holding Eliot in your arms, all you felt was pride. Only one person felt prouder than you: William.

At the first opportunity, he scooped up Eliot and proudly showcased him to the cameras. Everyone commented on how stylish the little Willy Styles lookalike appeared, and you couldn't help but beam as William posed with him.

Even during interviews, Eliot sat contentedly in William's lap. Luckily, he was a well-behaved child, sitting still while William answered questions.

Then the main event began.

After the drafting ceremony, you quickly found matching jerseys for you and Eliot to support the blue team. The then the All-Star challenges began. William of course excelled in almost all the disciplines, and the blue team even secured a victory in the end.

Yet, the most amazing part of the weekend wasn't just witnessing William's stellar performance on the ice. It was the company of other partners, combined with the electric energy from the fans in the arena – an experience beyond imagination if you hadn't been there. You had the chance to mingle with other players on a friendly level, given that it wasn't part of the regular season. And meeting unexpected celebrities added to the overall fantastic atmosphere.

Then came the moment that melted your heart all over again.

William skated back onto the ice, this time holding Eliot in front of everyone – the fans, fellow hockey players, and cameras. And he exuded nothing but pride. William was thrilled to showcase his first-born son, a moment he hadn't expected to experience so soon in his life.

It was incredible how Eliot could sleep through almost all of it – a clear testament to who his father was, something you couldn't help but find incredibly amusing.

And after the time in the spotlight, you caught up with two of William's sisters, Michelle and Stephanie as they, too, were thrilled about Eliot, playing the role of the young and energised aunts. Which allowed you and William to have a brief moment to yourselves.

"Have I ever mentioned how much I love you?" William smiled, finally able to hold you closely with no cameras around and no baby in between you.

"Not nearly enough," you chuckled before pulling him in for a heartfelt kiss.

The kiss deepened a sweet and intimate moment that spoke volumes without the need for words. You both relished in the tranquillity, grateful for this stolen moment of connection amidst the whirlwind of events. As you pulled away, there was a shared understanding that, amid the exciting and busy life you led, these quiet moments together were the ones you cherished the most. With a lingering smile, you and William rejoined the company of family and friends, appreciating the joyous atmosphere surrounding you.

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anika-ann · 16 days

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Hiiii 💕

Made-up fic title: “A different kind of high”

(Yes it’s from a song lol have fun 😂)

Hiiii honey 💕 Oh I had FUN with this, okay. I got carried away so much I don't even want to know the original context of the lyrics 🥹 (or maybe I do, for the fun of it.

ANYWAY. Thank you for sending and thus participating in this game. You too, get a drabble instead of plot. 900 words, allusions to smut and Alpha Ransom 👀 🙈

A Different Kind of High

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, first attempt at a/b/o, implied smut, chase kink, praise kink, hints of soft!dark if you squint very very hard, language

Your heart hammered madly in your chest, its echoes thundering in your temples. Your chest was rising and falling rapidly with every breath you tried to catch, your muscles burning from exertion.

You stood pressed with your back to one of the walls of the study right by the doorframe, door having been swung open, offering you a chance to slip through and hide without making a sound drawing his attention.

His voice carried through the house, making you cover your mouth quickly – suddenly even your breathing sounded too loud, loud enough that it could alert him of your presence here.

You did not want that.

“Come out, come out, little kitten, we’re done playing…” Ransom bargained teasingly, trying to coax you out of your hiding place. “You’re a smart little thing, Omega, but I’m your Alpha… I’ll always find you.”

You swallowed the whimper threatening to spill from deep within your throat at his praise, cursing him to his damnest and yet ready to fall on your knees for him at once, fresh gush of arousal dampening your core. He knew what he was doing. The low dangerous but playful tone sent shivers down your spine, no doubt heightening your scent.

You were a smart little thing; you had rubbed your wrist along your mating gland, sending your scent dispersing in the air, all over the house; you had rubbed the sensitive aromatic skin of your wrist all over pieces of furniture around the mansion, doing your best to overwhelm and confuse your Alpha’s senses, making it impossible for him to tell what was but a trace of your scent and where you actually were… and apparently, you succeeded.

You must have, because he had never chased you for so long. He would have normally found you in third if not fourth of the time. You were getting better; and the longer the chase, the more adrenalin flooded your veins, excitement and anticipation stirring deep within your belly.

The more riled up Ransom got, the more pleasant the outcome was – and that was the goal.

The aftermath of the chase could be oh so pleasant…

The images flooding your mind sent fresh whiff of your arousal to the air, causing you to rub your legs together as silently as possible while still getting the much-needed friction.

Then, you froze.

You heard his footsteps, quick and almost soundless, like one of an apex predator; the predator he was. The alpha.

You could run; and you would. You just needed to time it perfectly to keep up the game.

“Oh Omega… you smell so fuckin’ sweet. I can’t wait to have you begging me to stop eating you out and just finally give you a good ol’ fuckin’…” he drawled out a promise, making you bite your tongue this time.

Not yet, not yet, not—

Now!

You sprang from the wall, using your hands to push away and gain more momentum – but it was a second too late.

Ransom’s large body pinned you against the opposite wall in a blink of an eye, his ful weight and sheer strength preventing you from moving your feet a single inch.

He was firm and hot and hard against your front, long fingers wrapped around your wrists like handcuffs nailed to the wall next to your head, his nose already running up your throat, causing you to instinctively tip your head back to make space for him, rewarded by a broad lick up your mating glad. Your knees buckled under the onslaught of arousal and bliss combined, your Alpha’s body simply pressing into yours further with a dark delighted chuckle.

“Oh my bratty little Omega… when do you even learn?” he mused, teasing your bond with his teeth, your responding gasp and the damn-near spasm to your core making you jerk your hips only encouraging him to double on his ministrations, your heart a second from beating its way out of your chest. Craving him, craving to feel more, you vainly tried to move your hands so you could touch him, explore his brilliant physique, map every crevice of his taunt muscles with your palms, to breathe in all the nuances of his magnificent scent. You needed to know if he needed you just as much as you needed him, if your little escapade aroused him and drove him at least half as mad.

But he wouldn’t budge, nailing you to the wall unrelentingly.

“Alpha-“

“Oh Omega… you fought good… but when I’m done with you, you’ll never want to run away from me ever again.”

With that playful growl, his lips slanted over yours in a claiming kiss, all remnants of rational thoughts evaporating from your head. Your body slipped fully into an omega mode – to be good, so good for your Alpha, so he would be so good to you in return.

But your last thought was one of rebellion and submission at once; despite what he was saying, you knew you’d run again. You’d have him chase you, because the rush it gave you, the most exquisite kind of high you had never thought you’d experience, was too addictive.

And the outcome?

So. Damn. Worth. It.

Even if it cost you a few pieces of underwear and other pieces of clothing Ransom tore apart to ruin you, even if it left you a soaking panting mess, indeed begging your Alpha for things you had never thought you might imagine, let alone speak – whine, really – out loud.

As Ransom’s long fingers slipped into your panties and ripped the fabric clear, you made more than just peace with your fate and vowed to meet this kind of fate halfway next time as well.

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My hand... slipped. Oops. This was not the introduction to the a/o/b verse I imagined. Ah, well.

Thank you for reading - and I hope you enjoyed 🥹

Thank you @chase-your-dreams-away for playing 💕

#reply #asks #anika replies #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale imagine #alpha ransom drysdale #omega reader #a different kind of high #anika ann #anika writes

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The best things in life are better with you - (Pierre Gasly x Reader) ⭐️

This has been in my drafts forever and I just found it again 😅 so please enjoy 😂🙈

Pairing: Pierre Gasly x Reader

Word Count: 941

Summary: Pierre and you have a little secret.

Warnings: Teeth rotting fluff, Cute Pierre, might make you feel incredibly lonely

Pierre and you went way back. Your mothers had been friends, so the two of you grew up best friends as well. It was quite usual to find one in the others house when you grew up and even now it was unusual for you two to be far from each other. Well, unless he was in the car of course.

"I'm back.", you heard Pierre speak as he entered the room of his driver room after the media duties of the day. With a smile you locked your iPad and looked up at him.

"How was it? Did they have rumors again?", you laughed referring to the enormous amount of times the press had speculated that the both of you were in an intimate relationship.

"None this time.", he chuckled and sat down on his bed. "What're you watching? Please tell me its not that weird crime show again..."

"Excuse you?! Criminal Minds is a wonderful show and Dr. Spencer Reid is really hot!", you gasped jokingly. This was a recurring topic for you two, he jokingly bullied you for your taste in television shows and you returned the favor with his hobbies.

He rolled his eyes but had a grin on his face still. "Have you done anything nice today?", he then questioned kicking his feet up to get a little more relaxed after standing around for long doing interviews.

"Not really. Edited a few photos, scheduled some posts, replied to comments, you know, the usual.", you shrugged and got up to sit beside him. "Oh! I did read a new joke! What lies on the bottom of the ocean and twitches?"

"I don't know Y/N, but I'm sure you will tell me soon.", your best friend tilted his head watching you.

"A nervous wreck.", you replied with a giggle. It took a moment but Pierre did grin after a bit.

"Where do you always find those?", he laughed and shook his head.

"Online.", you grinned and pulled on his shoulder so his head landed in your lap. Raising your hands you started gently playing with his hair. You knew he loved that and it always helped him calm down.

"You really have to sleep more.", you mumbled and shook your head.

"I know I know... But you know I always sleep better with you beside me.", Pierre whispered back and looked at you out of the corner of his eyes.

"Text me then, I'll come over! You know, for purely selfish reasons... After all I don't want your mum to hate me if you have an accident because you're too tired.", you smiled and kept stroking his hair.

"Of course, we do wanna keep my mum happy.", he smiled knowing you way too well to believe your reasoning.

Ever since you were teenagers both of your mums hoped you would end up as a couple and well, it slowly did start to look that way.

"They tease me, you know? Daniel, Lando, even Lewis.", Pierre whispered after a while. You had actually thought he was asleep, but apparently he still had something on his chest.

"About what?", you frowned after he didn't continue speaking.

"You.", he laughed quietly confusing you even more. "You and me to be exact. They think we should be together by now and I obviously didn't tell them the truth. They would never let us hear the end of it."

"Do you think so? I think they would be happy for you. For us. Plus, I really just want to hold your hand and kiss you when we are around our friends.", you smiled softly making him look at you wide eyed. So far it had always been you that was against telling everyone of your friends, excluding Charles. Both of you just couldn't hide anything from him.

"Are you sure?", he asked with a small smile that widened further once he saw your nod.

"If you want, I'm ready to share us with the world. I love you and I know you love me too, so whenever you are ready.", you explained and gave him a gentle kiss.

"Do you think our mums will hate us if I post yesterdays photo on Instagram and don't tell them first?", he chuckled pulling his phone out of his pocket.

"I don't think so. I'm pretty certain they've known for months.", you laughed and kept stroking his hair while he typed on his phone.

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pierregasly: Two years, five months and 27 days. Not like I'm counting. I love you y/n_dubois

y/n_dubois: I love you so much mon amour <3

danielricciardo: I KNEW IT! HA! FINALLY!

-> landonorris: Mate! Read the caption!

-> danielricciardo: WAIT! What the hell?! You fooled us!

yukitsunoda0511: Couple goals! All the best for you two!

-> y/n_dubois: Thank you Yukino <3

-> yukitsunoda0511: You spend too much time with him.

charlesleclerc: My ship has sailed! pierregasly y/n_dubois

lewishamilton: Aww! All the best for you both! You are so cute together!

pyry.salmela: Congrats! This is no excuse to miss training though.

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"Okay yeah, from the comments they are absolutely not going to let us see the end of this.", you chuckled while he still laid there with his head on your legs.

"Probably not, but at least we can show everyone how happy we are now.", Pierre smiled and gave you a soft kiss when the both of you heard a knock on the door. "Come in."

"Hey you two lovebirds.", Charles spoke as he entered the room with a grin and sat down on one of the chairs. "So, finally public hm?"

"I guess so.", Pierre laughed without sitting up and looked at his best friend.

"Charlotte was really excited when she saw the post.", Charles smiled and pulled his phone out of his pocket to show you the messages she had sent him earlier.

"Awww, this is so cute! You two really are our number one supporters.", you giggled after reading the texts and handed the phone back. "Should I also post something? What do you think?"

"That would be so cute ma petit fleur.", Pierre smiled only to hear Charles fake throw up besides the both of you.

"Disgusting.", he laughed only for you and Pierre to join right away.

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y/n_dubois: You are the people that have made me who I am today. The best things in life are better with you by my side. pierregasly Charles_leclerc charlottesiine

danielricciardo: I don't know which post is cuter. Your's or pierres

landonorris: How the heck were you able to hide this for so long when you are this cute?!

->y/n_dubois: Crazy right? I wonder myself honestly

charles_leclerc: disgusting.

->charlottesiine: 😂

->y/n_dubois: 😂

-> pierregasly: We love you too mate

lewishamilton: You two are really sweet together. Cant wait to see you more often!

#f1 imagines #f1 imagine #pierregasly #pierre gasly #GAS10 #pierre gasly x reader #pierre x reader #x reader #f1 imagine x reader #fluff #fluffy #fluffy imagine #fluff x reader #x reader fluff #pierre gasly fluff #social media imagine #social media imagines #f1 social media

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dearweirdme · 28 days

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I feel like Sisyphus but in this case replace the rock with Taenope discourse😅 It is such an obvious media play with both parties "benefitting" to a degree. J gets a boost to her profile just before her western acting debut and Tae gets his beard before military service (amount other freedoms).

The pap doesnt know who Tae is and had to work from a tip off? The kpop idol who shut down Paris months before for the Celine Show? That story was everywhere and its his job to know these people. I understand he was mainly a sports pap but then why bother taking this picture anyway!

French paps are notoriously aggressive yet this guy stood a respectful distance and didn't get in anyone's face?

He didn't sell the photos! It's his job, how he earns a living! We're to believe he made zero money off it, just IG engagement??

After Diana's death France introduced strong privacy laws with respect to paparazzi photos but this guy instead of selling the rights to the photos and letting the media publication take the rap for any possible litigation? Hmmm must have been very sure that these two idols who he knows nothing about were not going to sue.

The timeline does not add up either (I think these photos were taken in Nov 22) they are bundled up like it's cold when Paris at the end of May is balmy. Tae with his condition in all those layers? J wearing the exact.same.outfit she was snapped wearing in Paris in November 22 while shopping with her team? J not being able to be in Paris anyway because she was in Asia on her group tour.

He releases his exclusive photos days later when he knew others were taking photos too but they all had a hive mentality (pun intended) and released all pictures and videos on the same evening.

All these inaccuracies because it was never meant to be scrutinised to the nth degree. Its a classic papwalk at the most basic level to raise a profile and provide het dating cover. It has done its job effectively as people are still rehashing it. Time to pack it up though, lets all move on.

Hi @charjube!

Oh, absolutely same!! The many times I have thought I could retire my taennope tag only for it to become active again 🙈.

This is classic pr. Classic pap getting called to take pic/video. We might not be able to piece all of it together (how could we possibly), but there's honestly also not that much mystery surrounding it. This sort of thing happens all the time.. people are just not used to it being a BTS member.

But yes.. definitely tired of it 😂.

#taennope

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triclopsrabbit · 8 months

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ooomg my favorite ship ever??? thats impossible how can i possibly pick a favorite ship ever.... ill give u my favorite ship from recent years and its so embarrassing to me honestly 🙈

Its spider-man/carnage ...... ok listen me n my friends have a multitude of aus where they are in love, i dont ship 616 peter n carnage 😂😂😂(i mean i could probably find a way to if i wanted to though). the aus are usually pretty dark and angst-filled, including but not limited to, spider-man being corrupted asm2-the-video-game-au, spider-man being the villain and carnage being the hero axis-au, and the CLASSIC super angsty slurpee-au

i have like several entire posts in my tumblr drafts of drawings ive done of them and never posted. but heres one 🙈

#there it is judge me all you want #misterryuki333

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mah-t-wordblog · 5 months

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hello! I am such a fan of your work, its all so cute and fluffy! 🫧 I have a bit of a big request for you, if thats okay 🙈 Can I ask for a ler!hashira and lee!Muichiro please? It could be before a hashira meeting, and the hashira are all present except Muichiro... Once Muichiro does arrive, they all decide to attack him because he's looking like such a sad and indifferent little puppy. They say that he was late, so thats why he's getting tickled but they really just want to make him laugh because he's the youngest and he's in need of some laughter! You dont have to include all the hashira, some can just be spectators if you'd like or maybe they can take turns? please decline if you want, there's no pressure to accept ☺️ take care!

Thanks 💛💛 someone have already asked me this fic and I was writing this when you requested 😂, there it is

The day Muichiro died

Lee: Muichiro Tokito

Ler: Gyomei (verbal), Sanemi, Obanai, Mitsuri, Kyojuro, Shinobu, Tengen and Gyuu

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Ships: NONE

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

The master asked the hashiras to wait a little longer

“We are almost all here, my children”

“Who is missing, my master?” Gyomei who asked

“Don’t you miss anyone?” The master continued “look around”

The hashiras observed who was next to them

In fact, from left to right they were:

Gyomei Himejima, the rock hashira

Sanemi Shinazugawa, the wind hashira

Obanai Igoru, the serpent hashira

Mitsuri Kanroji, the love hashira

Kyojuro Rengoku, the flame hashira

Shinobu Kocho, the insect hashira

Tengen Uzui, the sound hashira

And finally, Gyuu Tomioka, the water hashira

But that all added up to just 8 hashiras

“Muichiro…” Gyuu spoke softly

“Where is Tokito?” Tengen turned to the master “do you want us to look for him sir?”

The master nodded

“Come on” Shinobu stood up and asked the other hashiras to do the same

Everyone walked to the entrance of the master's mansion, coincidentally, the missing hashira was there

“Good morning” the boy said indifferently

“We were worried, young man, where were you?” Kyojuro asked, always cheerful

"Why?"

“Because you’re late for the master’s meeting” Sanemi rolled his eyes “what a lack of commitment”

Muichiro sighed and continued walking, simply ignoring everyone else.

"Boy! Don’t be rude!” Obanai screamed, but Mitsuri held his arm.

“Don’t be rude to him, Obi, we’ll work it out” she smiled “can we work it out?”

Mitsuri looked at Tengen and Kyojuro, these three were always the ones who started everything

“Let’s settle this now” Uzui said, snapping his fingers “where’s the boy?!”

“Young Tokito!!!” Kyojuro ran towards the child

When Muichiro turned around, he fell to the ground, with Kyojuro on top of him.

He got scared

Mitsuri and Tengen quickly arrived as well.

"What are you doing?!"

“From the tone of voice, it seems like Tokito is scared” Sanemi said laughing and patting Tomioka on the shoulder “haha!”

“What exactly is going on?” Obanai asked.

“They will make Muichiro smile, of course” Shinobu smiled

Kyojuro started squeezing the boy's body, more specifically his sides

"What? Whyhyhyhyhy?”

“Because you were late!” It was Mitsuri's turn to squeeze under the boy's arms.

“STOHOHOHOHOP”

Tengen did his part by tickling Muichiro's feet, even though the little boy kicked a lot.

Muichiro was very strong, even though he didn't look like it, so someone needed to hold that little boy down

"Hey!!! He's kicking too much! Someone stop this boy!” Tengen exclaimed.

“ITS YOHOHOHOU FAHAHAHALT!”

“Now that’s it, he got me off the hook, hold on to that boy and I’ll finish him off!”

Said and done, Mitsuri abandoned her position and held Muichiro's arms, Kyojuro also abandoned his position and held Muichiro's legs

“NOHOHOHO SOHOHORRY”

Uzui went straight for the little boy's ribs

“Friends, I also want to try!” Shinobu came close and took over the position Uzui was in before, attacking the boy's feet again.

“Obanai! Come here!" Mitsuri called out “help me!”

The girl's beloved approached, somewhat resentfully attacking right under the little boy's vulnerable arms.

Tomioka, Sanemi and Gyomei were the only ones left just looking

"You there! Come! All that’s missing is you!” Kyojuro called the remaining three

Gyomei politely declined, he sure loved just hearing his tsuguko's laugh

“Okay” Sanemi approached, the boy’s knees and stomach remained, he went to his legs

Gyuu approached, he asked Tengen to move a little away from the region on top of Muichiro

“Do you think you can tickle better than me?” The sound hashira said offended

"Yes, definitely"

Uzui walked away very angry

“NOHOHOHO!! GYHYHYUHU”

“Why is Tokito so afraid of Tomioka?” Shinobu asked, stopping her part of the tickling.

“Hmm? I don't know” Mitsuri replied

Gyuu filled his lungs and checkmated the poor little boy, with a raspberry in what was known to be his weakest spot, on his belly.

“NOHOHO NOHOT THAHAHAHAT”

Gyuu smiled

“Guys, he’s already crying” Gyomei warned the others

In fact Muichiro had tears in his eyes

Gyomei, the only one who hadn't tortured the little boy with tickles, came close to him and held him in his lap.

"Are you ok?" He asked

“Yep” Muichiro said softly “I- I- liked it”

“You are very cute Mui!” Mitsuri said, patting his head a few times.

All the hashiras smiled at the boy

Upon arriving close to the master again, Muichiro was very tired.

“What did you do to him?” Kagaya said laughing

“Tickling, of course” Tengen smiled

“He is very sensitive” Sanemi laughed

“Thank you for taking care of him, my children”

“You’re welcome sir” Shinobu, who was known for always being able to speak to the master first than the others, thanked him first

Everyone bowed

“But… how are we going to hold the meeting with Muichiro like this?”

The master pointed to the child who was sleeping on Gyomei's lap.

The Hashiras laughed

Muichiro needed this

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Thanks for reading 💛💛 I loved writing his fic 🥹

#tickle fic #demon slayer tickle #demon slayer tickling #kny tickling #lee!muichiro #ler!shinobu #ler!rengoku #ler!mitsuri #ler!gyuu #ler!gyomei #ler!obanai #ler!sanemi #ler!kyojuro

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partylikemajima · 6 months

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ITS DONE. I finally wrote my Zhao/Reader fic and posted all 12 chapters at once lol I'm too impatient to release them slowly. I love binge reading too sometimes so why not. Do you like friends to lovers with trauma in between and a happy ending? 👀 Do you love Zhao? Well have I got the fic for you 😂🙉 Thank you so much to @kulemii and @trixibebe for the amazing moral support they gave me while I was stressing writing this!! Go read their fics they're amazing writers!! 🥺💖 also @kulemii did such a sweet edit for a scene in my fic (takes place when the reader and Zhao are 18/19, I'm kicking my feet screaming AHHHHHHH 🙈):

#zhao x reader #zhao tianyou #yakuza #rgg #idk what to tag this as do i tag it as the other games idek #tianyou zhao #Aahhaaaaaaaa ITS DONEEEEE #god that was stressful but fun at the same time DAMN #if theres errors in the fic pretend you didnt see

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theflyindutchwoman · 8 months

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You know what I really wanna see in S6…

Exasperated Husband Tim Bradford.

Like that scene in season 4 when he’s like “how much coffee did you have this morning” and then Lucy rambles and he looks so done with life 😂

I want a redo of that now that they’re dating. And for Lucy to just be like “you love me, remember.” And he’s like “sometimes I don’t know why” but in a none serious jokey way

See, I'm a bit on the fence with that one. I'm all for Exasperated Husband Tim making its return… as long as it's written properly. Like when Lucy ran up to him to warn him she had signed him up for Make A Wish and forgot about it… That whole exchange Hi, don't hate me - What did you do? - No, you're supposed to say, "I could never hate you." was absolutely golden… So I could absolutely picture your scenario in that same vibe.

The reason why I'm a tad weary is that, sometimes, I feel like it comes across as a bit too harsh or to the detriment of Lucy's character. Case in point, the scene you mentioned - and this is, of course, merely my opinion! I don't mean to ruin this scene for you or anybody who liked it. And truthfully I can't say that I hate it either… Just that it made me uncomfortable. Lucy was arguing with Chris, trying to convince him to charge a 16 year-old boy as a minor, something that is important… Only to be dismissed as being overdramatic for the sake of having a comedic moment. Sure, she was amped up on coffee… But considering that she had spent the night doing research to help Tyler and that she was getting frustrated by Chris' lack of empathy, downplaying her efforts to make her the butt of the joke kind left a bitter taste in my mouth. Maybe because I have been in the same shoes one too many times, dealing with ADAs like Sandford… To be clear, it's not Tim's comment itself that bothered me as much as the context. It just felt too dismissive - and that was never brought back later. As a matter of fact, Lucy seemed particularly normal after that. And considering that Chris was introduced as an antagonist (at that point), having Tim side with him, even if indirectly, was quite the choice. In a way, it reminds me of Tim's comment about Lucy trying to make him do relaxation after his shooting and laughing with Isabel about it. It wasn't offensive per se… Just insensitive, I guess. If that makes any sense.

And I can't believe I answered you this seriously 🙈 So let me end this with : give me all the jokey Exasperated Tim/Fond Eyeroll Lucy!

#ask & ye shall receive #the rookie #chenford #lucy chen #tim bradford

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rahuratna · 3 months

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girl i’m gonna be honest with you...i was never a nanami girl before i discovered your headcanons (fic) about him. like i didn’t dislike him, he just never really stood out to me, but now i totally see him in a different light 🫶 i love the way you write him! gege should’ve let you write his character because you would’ve done him JUSTICE for sure. i feel like we just didn’t get to see much of who he is as a character. plus, a lot of people mischaracterize him to the point that i’m like “did we watch the same anime?”. but i’m so so so happy i found your blog 😽 my eyes have been opened, doors have been opened, i’ve been enlightened, in fact i think i’m a nanami stan now. you’re out here doing what should’ve been done for this wonderful man all along. 🩵

Wow, this is very high praise indeed 🙈💛💛🧡🧡 I mean, if I've made you a Nanami stan when his character didn't really stand out to you before ... mission accomplished!

I think that Gege wrote Nanami's character and his arc with the kind of bleak, stark realism that is very appropriate to who he is. While I wish I could create characters that are so well-conceived, like you, I wish there was more we could see of the characters like Nanami. I wish we could see more interactions, every day life, the little things that add that extra dimension to them.

Since we can't ... we have fanfiction! And I intend to make FULL use of that to continue to try and paint a portrait of this man, even if im just projecting some of my headcanons on him 😂

I originally wrote this HC fic to try to convey my thoughts on what a romance with Nanami would be like, the way he'd fall in love, and the way he might behave when in love. Somewhere along the way, my story took on a life of its own (as they do) and it began to take the form of a small character study as well.

I'm also trying to explore his flaws, his insecurities, the way having the right partner might draw him out of his shell, help him heal, allow him to finally appreciate himself as a wonderful human being through their eyes. A man, not perfect, but a good man who just wanted a simple life in a just world.

I'm so glad you like what I've written and that it's showcased this other potential side to his character. I hope to continue writing work that you enjoy, because that gives me joy 🥰

#rahu answers #nanami kento

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zablife · 1 year

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It's so nice of you to open gif requests to coincide with my return, Lee! What a sweet thing to do haha -

What a tranquil, lovely place, don't you think? I wonder who (of our Peaky crew) you will catapult there....

And I hope you have fun xx

Hi Val, I adore the GIF you sent. It is quite peaceful and I'd love to find myself there today! I've chosen John for this one bc I haven't written enough for him recently. However, I should warn you that with his character comes mischief and the disturbance of this tranquility. My apologies before we begin 🙈😂

Snakes and Suitors

The lake appeared as a rippled stone of blue green sea glass this time of day, shimmers of late afternoon sunlight glimmering off the surface in enchanting sparkles that danced and skittered playfully. Its murky depths practically called out to be explored by adventurous children or secretive lovers. The wildflowers and weeds that grew by the banks were as common and unassuming as the men who frequented the spot with their guests, but held a charm all their own.

Normally the Shelby brothers would discourage one another from a double date at such an intimate location. However, today was different because Tommy was dating a posh girl who wanted to see where he grew up and Arthur and John wanted to see the girl who had captured their brother's attention. You had to admit you were curious as well so you had agreed to join them for the afternoon, thinking how much fun it would be getting to know this newcomer.

Sagging under the weight of two large baskets, you passed one to John as you shuffled through the tall grass. You'd packed enough for hungry men, knowing how famished John was after a swim. You couldn't have imagined that you would all sit like statues on the blanket, munching away quietly on only a few of the tea sandwiches and leaving the rest to spoil in the sun.

Tommy's girl, Elizabeth, didn't seem fond of any of you, truth be told. She quieted any attempt at conversation with lackluster or discouraging remarks, leaving you feeling as though you were being chaperoned by a strict head mistress instead of enjoying the company of a new friend.

When the awkwardness had reached its peak, Tommy and Elizabeth took a walk to a nearby tree, abandoning the rest of you to wonder if this was the end of the outing. Feeling tired and bored, you sighed as you watched a toad hop by, leaning over quickly to catch it in your hands for some entertainment. Giggling to yourself as you felt its slippery feet kick against you and tickle your palm, you shoved it under John's nose asking, "Give us a kiss, love?"

"Already got my princess," he said, planting a kiss on your lips that relaxed you so much, you dropped the frog. As your arms looped around John's neck, the little green interloper hopped to Elizabeth's feet. Bounding up toward her skirts, she screamed out, clutching onto Tommy for support.

As he guided her back to the picnic blanket she proclaimed, "I'm sorry, I was startled."

"S'alright," Arthur said with a reassuring smile. "Fancy a swim, anyone?" You looked up hopefully, but Elizabeth immediately quashed the idea with a slight frown saying, "No! Goodness knows what else is in that lake."

John glanced at you, rolling his eyes and you knew he'd had enough of her spoiling the fun for one day. You could see the gears turning before he spoke and instead of popping a piece of cake in his mouth as you should have done, you let him unleash a bit of mischief.

"You know, that's probably wise, Elizabeth, considering what else has been seen out here," John said, looking over the lake with a serious expression.

Drawn in by John's mysterious statement, Elizabeth leaned forward, hand to her heart as she asked, "Really? What?"

"Snakes, of course," John said, matter-of-factly.

Elizabeth turned sharply to look at Tommy. "Is that true?"

Tommy stepped forward shaking his head, "We haven't seen one of those grass snakes since we were kids, John. Stop scaring her!"

John removed a toothpick from his pocket and studied it as though he were deep in thought. "No, there's another one. They're unusual cos of how fast they grow. And they're not afraid of people. In fact, they like 'em."

Elizabeth's eyes grew wide as John spoke. "Are...are they venomous?" she asked, an ardent student of biology, she was terrified of reptiles.

John thought for a moment before answering, "Well, I reckon it...spits, you could say from it's one eye."

"That sounds very rare. I've never heard of anything like this," Elizabeth proclaimed suspiciously.

"Not as rare you'd think," John said slyly looking to Arthur who was beginning to get the joke.

"The one eyed trouser snake has claimed quite a few young ladies in these parts, hasn't it Tommy?" John said as he began to shake with laughter. Arthur snorted behind him, watching his brother go red in the face as he clutched Elizabeth's arm and raised her from the blanket.

"The one-eyed trouser..." Elizabeth repeated before clapping a hand over her mouth. You bit the inside of your cheek as you watched her glare back at John, unamused by his childish antics. She stalked off with Tommy, Arthur and his girl chasing after them to drive them home.

"Well that's one way to put some fun back into our afternoon, John," you said with a laugh.

"Someone had to do it," he said, still chuckling at his own cleverness. "Want to go for that swim now?" he asked, removing his shirt.

"Depends, is it dangerous?" you asked with a smirk.

"Only one way to find out, sweetheart," John winked at you.

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sketch-guardian · 1 year

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We all know that Demya would love it, but what would the classmates think of an MC who expresses affection through nibbling on them? + Mobim and eyes as well! Just very soft nibbles 🤭 I hope they don't think we're trying to eat them 😭

- Isa

Hi Isa! I'm glad to hear from you☺especially because from what I remember from some of your reblogs, I think I read that you were quite busy🙈so I hope you're a bit feeling better now✨

Anyway, I fully agree with you😂but I will still insert Demya's part in the headcanons to make them more complete and hopefully satisfying😌 just to be safe (unfortunately your fears are well founded for some characters, but nothing serious don't worry🙈your idea is quite soft and cute btw💕) in any case, let's start:

RAD CLASSMATES + MOBIM + EYE-LIKE CREATURES WITH A MC WHO EXPRESSES AFFECTION THROUGH SOFT NIBBLES

DEMYA

As everyone might expect, Demya would be pleasantly surprised by MC's habit and initially might think that they are just trying to please her by imitating her and reciprocating the gesture, however upon realizing the spontaneity and sincerity of her mate's actions, she would get quite happy and would love to reciprocate the loving nibbles, even if in her case she would have to pay even more attention in trying to be careful, seen her strong canines. Furthermore this fact would satisfy not only Demya's demonic and territorial tendencies, but it would also make her feel closer to MC, because affectionate chomps were a common thing, almost a tradition in her family (when still alive-) and she is used to giving them since she was a very young demon

DOMNRA

Honestly at first Domnra would be quite embarrassed and if it weren't for the fact that it was his partner who nibbled him, then he would also be annoyed by the act itself, perhaps because he would associate it with that little pest that lived with him and Azul for a while (aka Demya-), who used to bite him in moments of anger or hunger. However, with MC's help, he could learn to accept the gesture as a more affectionate and above all painless action, however the his blush on his cheeks would not disappear. As for reciprocating the nibbles, Domnra wouldn't think that would be a good idea, given his serrated teeth

MOBIM

Its reaction might sadden MC a little, but at first Mobim would fear that MC is either trying to taste it or to eat it directly, nothing personal though, it's just Mobim's shy and fearful nature that would immediately make it imagine the worst scenario possible. However over time, it could get used to the affectionate gesture and let out a few squeaks similar to giggles, most likely because it is sensitive (Mobim is ticklish) and because it is happy with the cuddles and nibbles received. Unfortunately, not having a conventional mouth or teeth, Mobim would be unable to reciprocate the nibbles and would resort to rub its head on MC instead

AZUL

In a certain sense Azul literally raised/cared for Demya as a kind of older brother, teaching her the basics of how to behave in public and other important things such as reading, writing and counting, so during that whole period he probably received affectionate nibbles more than once, so in the end he would be quite used to such kind of show of affection and would hardly notice MC's particular habit, he wouldn't mind and he'd just let his lovely star do as they wish. As for reciprocating, Azul would prefer giving kisses and hugs over soft nibbles, but he's one who changes mind pretty fast depending on his mood, so who knows-

ZURI

Although Zuri is clever, both from an academic and social point of view, she has never had much experience with relationships, especially during her life as an angel in the Celestial Realm, thus receiving soft nibbles from her beloved, it's likely that her intuition would lead Zuri to think that such gesture is a sign of wanting to undertake more intimate activities...for that reason, she may react a bit abruptly if done in public, because she wouldn't consider such act appropriate. MC would have to explain to her that it's simply their way of showing affection and nothing more. Zuri, although confused by the habit despite being aware that Demya behaves in a similar way, in the end would just accept the gesture as a characteristic trait of MC. She would be willing to try to return the gesture in private, however even if it isn't seen often, Zuri has thin and rather sharp canines, so it would be up to MC to decide if it would be worth a try

ODON

As usual, Odon would remain very calm and despite the slight initial confusion, because they believed that demonstrating affection in that way was typical of animals and demons and not humans, they would allow themselves to be gently nibbled by their dear friend MC, smiling and aware of the fact that even if the human wanted to, they couldn't cause them pain nor leave scars on them accidentally, which Odon would inform MC about to reassure them. The only thing that might surprise MC would be the fact that Odon's skin is as cold as a corpse, there's a reason why they usually wear a sweater and a poncho after all. Odon would kindly refuse to reciprocate the gesture with their teeth, because that would make them uncomfortable, but at MC's request they could show the inside of their mouth, which is not often seen and which would reveal that Odon's tongue is also green like their teeth

ODON'S EYE-LIKE CREATURES (OR BOB AND ROB IF YOU PREFER)

Another category of characters who would think that MC is trying to eat them at first, perhaps due to some kind of survival instinct. they would initially float away, in particular the serious eye (Bob) out of confusion, while the merry eye (Rob) out of playful behavior. With a little help from Odon, the eye-like creatures would eventually be convinced to accept the gesture, even if they would find it a bit strange and would quietly ask MC to be careful not to accidentally bump into their eyeball (not being able to speak, they would try to make themselves understood through gestures or simply through Odon). Depending on which eye-like creature MC interacts with, one might be more likely to show affection than another, but unfortunately either way, they wouldn't be able to nibble back, not having a mouth. They might try to give butterfly kisses, but since they don't have eyelashes, that would be quite difficult

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chdarling · 1 year

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I’m gonna sound like a creep!! Which I’m not!! I’ve done this my whole life with all the stories I’ve loved, and right now it’s TLE. Before I go to sleep I make up scenarios about TLE and what happens next and how other characters react during a chapter from a specific POV, and just all these little side stories. Its my favorite way to calm down and fall asleep for real 😭 AND THERES SO MUCH going on with jily atm I looooove it.

Oh and also!!! My fiancé is not into HP at all and has never really understood fanfiction; he only ever reads really obscure shit and is reading Chomsky atm (lol). He once asked me to read the current fanfic I was reading out loud. I can’t remember the exact chapter but it was TLE1 and the Marauders are doing something after curfew and I think Lily encounters them (?) and my fiancé was like “wait this is actually really good and really funny???” and had me read the rest of the chapter to him as a bedtime story.

Can I ask whose chapter we’ll read next? ❤️❤️❤️

Ahahaa this is so lovely 😂❤️

Also, I totally do the same thing of writing scenes for stories as I fall asleep…it’s how I accidentally ended up writing hundreds of thousands of words of fanfic lmfao 🙈

Thank you to you and your fiancé! Much love ❤️

Edit - I forgot I was going to answer your last question lmao

After the cut maybe

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https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/756624824076468224/there-are-some-places-i-hope-to-never-be-and-one

Couldn’t we say the same thing about Jimin though? Wasn’t he the one who said his favourite thing was waking up to Jungkook? He’s the one who also sat infront of Tae and Jk and said Jk spends almost all his time in his room and he is the same one who has constantly taken his face right infront of Jk’s like he was going to kiss him on the mouth with Tae sitting right there, why do you think he would do things like this if Taekook were together and how would Tae have felt about those things? Jimin has done and said way more suggestive things about himself and Jk than Tae has ever done and that is one of the reasons why some tkkrs hate him so much because they believed he was being a bad friend to Tae. Y’all are just witnessing Jimin in his quiet phase. You needed to hear the things he constantly said and did prior to 2021 because if he was still the way he used to before, it would have been a bloodbath between these two ships because while we have tae dropping bombs, we would have had Jimin dropping even bigger ones lol.

Jk too has done a few things with Jimin that wouldn’t make sense for him to do if he was dating Tae, like that naked bed Live he did inviting himself to shower at Jimin’s place, (if you think Jimin should have a problem with Tae’s captions if he was with Jk then how do you think Tae should feel about Jk openly asking Jimin to let him come over and shower infront of 5 million fans?) or when he made that “thirst trap” birthday video for Jimin (many people interpreted it as one), or him making a blatant sexual innuendo Joke with Jimin on ITS “Do you want ramen? ” This is a conversation I probably shouldn’t be in because I personally don’t think the boys are dating each other but I think this logic works both ways and that is mainly the reason why we have jkkrs hating on Tae and tkkrs hating on Jimin because they feel like Vmin are crossing lines.

Hi @causeilikescience !

Posting this ask in good faith and trusting you are actually neutral in this.. please don't go crazy on me.. I just went through that with another blog last week 🙈.

I'm sure that when you are someone who doesn't believe any of the guys are dating all shipping fandoms look the same. I'm well aware that while I am answering this ask right now, most will look at my answer and say 'she's a Tkkr, she's delusional and not give my words any actual thought. And to be honest, most of my beliefs do stem from how I interpret Tae and Jk's interactions and the way their body's speak. My thoughts on that should not actually matter, because I am a stranger on the internet 😂.

I think for me, the biggest difference between how Tkkrs think and how Jkkrs think is that Jkkrs believe a queer couple from the same band are being allowed so much openness. I mean, Jk and Jm are not limited in their interactions at all. We can beat around the bush, but Jk and Jm are the main focus of Bh when it comes to BTS. They are made use of hugely. That does not undermine that their friendship is real (it's making use of your biggest strenghts really) but it does undermine that they are in a relationship, in my opinion. I do not believe that BH (a SK company) would treat an in band couple the way they treat Jm and JK.

I understand why Jkkrs believe though, at least.. to a certain point. The moments they use, like Rosebowl, like hickey gate, like those times Jm comes close to Jk's face and acting like he's about to kiss him.. those look sus when you isolate them BUt, when you look beyond those isolated moments, you know that that is exactly what they are. Jm has those moments with Hobi and Tae as well for instance. Probably not as often, because Hobi doesn't entertain it as much and Tae actually gets Jm flustered when he goes that way. Jk and Jm though have the same type of banter... they are.. matched in that way I think. They aren't actually flirting, they are play-flirting. And these are my words ofcourse and no-one will value those, because I'm a Taekooker, but I do think that that's what it is. Maybe because you are neutral, you recognize that that's what it is also. I don't see anything actually sus between Jm and Jk. I think everything they do fit easily in the realm of friendship. A friendship that has a lot of banter and is definitely deep, but a platonic friendship nevertheless. I never feel the need to downplay anything Jm and Jk do, because it just is what it is and I love that for them.

Tae and Jk is a whole different story though. And admittingly, you do have to believe in things being hidden and lies having been told. You have to believe that there are ugly parts to their story. I don't even really want to believe those parts, because they are hurtfull and they mean that Tae and Jk (and all members by association) have gone through shit. There will have been many tears and fights, and feelings of shame and insecurity. That's not something I want for them, but I do feel that has been a part of their lives. I think there is no way that a company like BH would allow a queer couple from the same band to freely interact. I think BH would have come up with a way to keep the band from being in a potential scandal. They had big plans for BTS (which they accomplished) and the risk of queer allegations becoming too strong would have been too high in the eyes of those who call the shots. What I see between Tae and Jk fits how I feel a queer idol couple would be treated in SK music industry. It does set us as a fandom up for misunderstandings though, it can't actually be any other way. So our thoughts willl always be hunches and never about having actual proof. A closeted couple can't give us proof. What we do have, is a ton of patterns and a ton of repetitive behavior. It's the shear amount of consistent bahavior that makes us feel strongly about them being together. You can only understand this, if you look into that amount.. it is simply not possible to understand this if you don't. Me explaining this with all the words I have will never do the actual situation justice. So basically this whole ask is just me ranting without actually being able to convey the realness of Takook 😂.

I think many people don't actually realize the amount of times Jk and Tae are holding back movements, and biting away smiles, or are holding back jealousy. It's something Tkkrs know, because we pay attention. It's not something we invent, the moments are there and people can just look them up. You will not find that between any other pairing within BTS. Another thing is that many people also don't realize how much Tae and Jk actually move towards each other. After 2016 they weren't the focus of footage much anymore, so people are quick to miss it. But in the background, when other members are the focus.. they gravitate to each other. Again, not something we make up.. it is all in the footage, people just don't notice.

Without wanting to open this up to Jm hate (and I'm gonna elaborate.. don't worry😁), I think Tae did have a problem with Jk and Jm at times. This is what I mean with the nasty parts that come with this. It's not all pretty, and it probably affected the other members too. It was pretty obvious actually at times. Rolling his eyes and whatnot. I'll do you one better. Jk also had a problem with Tae and other members at times, we can clearly see him annoyed at times when Tae was close with someone else. They were fickle about it though, there's times when they didn't care and there were times when it probably just hit differently. People are fickle in their reactions though. Different situations make for differnt reactions, that are influenced by many different factors. The reason why I don't blame Jm for this is that Jm did nothing wrong. On top of that, Tae, Jk and Jm know each other so much better than that fandom knows them. When Jm and Jk make a joke about ramen in front of Tae, Tae knows how to read that. When Jm goes to flirt with Tae, Jk knows how to read that. These men know each other, they know what each other's intentions are. Tae knows that Jm isn't trying to steal Jk from him.

I'm fully convinced that vminkook had conversations about the shipping wars. I think I see an adjustment in how they deal with it. It is clear to me, that Jm is aware of Tae and Jk. I think these three obviously chose to not let fandom shenanigans stand in the way of them interacting. While Tae was annoyed at Jkk moments at times, he cares about Jk and Jm too much to want them to adjust the way they interact. I can't speak for Jkkrs on this.. but I'd hope it's the same for them.

Comparing Tkk and Jkk is not something that I actually do when consuming BTS content. I know I've done it on here, because I literally get asked to do it 😂. But Jkk isn't a factor for me. Jm is their best friend. Obviously he plays a role in their lives, but I don't go and think.. wait Jm did this with Jk how does that affect Tae? I'm sure Jkkrs want to do the same, but yet everytime one of them comes here they hit me with the comparisons. I do wish that things were different. I think this is very unpleasant for Jm, Jk and Tae. Those men love each other to bits and I think large parts of fandom make it really hard for them to keep loving us.

Well, I'm sure this has been hugely unsatisfactory and I made no difference in your understanding of Tkk fandom😂 . I'm also a very small part in all this, I'm fully aware that there is madness going on everywhere.. Tkkrs are not excluded from that at all.

#taekook #fandom shenanigans #straws

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