#jumping up and down in my seat like a BABY YAY

[todayisafridaynight]

not rgg but 😨😨 im watching first penguin because of you and why is it so good 😨

YEEESSSSSS

YEAAAAASS

[enhaloves]

When you remove their arms from hugging you

Genre: Fluff

pairing: bf!Hyung Line x reader

A/N: it has been a looong time since i've written my last headcanon

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HEESEUNG

he'd stare at you for a long time

"what's wrong?" with his bambi eyes. "what do you mean hee?"

you were doing your homework so you didn't even notice you swatted his hands away. he shrugs and walks away from you.

you're left there sitting and you're like ?????

you eventually follow him to the room and see him sitting on the bed, arms crossed and staring blankly at the floor.

"hee? what are you doing?"

"i'm sorry." he says standing up and grabbing both your hands. he gives each a peck.

"what are you sorry for? what's happening?" you're honestly very confused.

"i don't know, but whatever it is that made you upset, i'm sorry." he says. you're still so confused making you tilt your head.

"what do you mean upset? i'm not upset"

"i was about to hug you earlier but you swatted my arms away."

UGH ADORBS ISTG

you laugh and hug him very tightly

"noooo. i don't know why i did that hee, i'm sorry. i loooove your hugs." he hugs you back and kisses your temple.

"i love you."

JAY

school was being a bitch on your supposed to be date day with your boyfriend. you were supposed to go out and be romantic but your prof suddenly posted your early finals since he had to leave for a few weeks.

you were seriously in a bad mood and stressed out since it was a final test.

your bf on the other hand witnessed your tantrums constantly just eyeing your every move. he slowly approaches you deciding to give you some comfort and support by giving you a sweet wrap but finishes disappointed when you swat his arms away before it could even touch you.

ofc the understanding person that he is, backs away from you and gives you time. "i'll be in the living room y/n"

it takes you a couple of minutes to realize what you have done and you quickly go to him.

you stand in front of him who is seated, watching the tv. he looks at you confused.

you feel guilty rejecting his affection earlier so you pay what you owe.

you sit on his lap giving him multiple kisses everywhere on his face, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly giving him a tight hug.

he quickly understands what you're doing so he hugs you back. "it's okay y/n. i'll be here."

JAKE

one word. pouty

you were baking cookies for thanksgiving and of course your guy just had to hug you from behind. it was fine until you couldn't move properly from the fella clinging unto you. you remove his arms from your waist and continued to do your work.

"why'd you do that?"

you turn around to face him and awwwww HE POUTS LIKE CRAZY

you almost jump on him, swaying him around with a hug.

"i'm sorry love, i couldn't move around." you said pulling away from the hug. when you looked at his face, the pout was still there.

"not good?" you ask him, fixing the hair blocking his eyes. he shakes his head and crosses his arms.

you sigh and remove your apron. HE'S SUCH A SULKY BABY.

you grab his arms and lead him to the sofa. he giggles on the way to the sofa, knowing what's about to happen. "yay" he celebrates quietly.

"you're such a babygirl" you say wrapping your legs around him.

he cuddles deep into you and giggles once more.

SUNGHOON

having a relationship with sunghoon means getting teased every single time you do something. don't get me wrong, he loves you but what he loves most about you is your reaction whenever he teases you.

"you like my hair down? you're such a softie." he says, nudging you.

you roll your eyes crossing your arms. "i take it back, it looks bad."

he chuckles before pulling your arms. "oh c'mon, don't get upset. just admit it, you're soft for me." he tries to uncross your arms, pulling you in for a hug but you pull your arms away from his grip aggressively, letting out a scoff, crossing your arms once more.

he tries to hug your side but you nudge your shoulders refraining him from doing so.

it suddenly gets quiet so you look at him wondering why he stopped chirping. you see him staring at you, brows furrowed with a slight pout on his lips.

his hands slowly slides up and down on your arm still looking at you. "are you mad?" he carefully asks.

you don't answer and just continued looking at him, curious on where this leads to.

he attempts to hug you once more very slowly, afraid you'll reject it again. but you stay still letting him do whatever he wants.

he places his chin on your shoulder rubbing your back gently. "i love you."

"who's the softie now?"

[mostlymarvelsstuff]

Moi Devochki: Chapter 10

Authors note: This is the last chapter of this series! Thank you for reading and enjoying it, and I hope the ending is satisfactory! 💖

Word count: 2320

WandaNat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist Moi Devochki Masterlist

Five Years Later:

    Natashas back lays in the cool grass that's shaded by a large oak tree, and her eyes light up as she laughs at the sight before her. The pup straddling her chest bounces slightly because of this, but he doesn’t seem to mind the action. In fact he starts to giggle along with his Mama, oblivious to the fact that he was the one being laughed at.

   “Look at you, you're a mess!” she exclaims as her hand comes to soothe his wild head of hair full of small twigs, leaves and some mulch, “What did you go down the slide head first or something?”

   “Uh huh, was fun!” he admits with a wide smile

   She glances beside her to the backyard playground where the other two toddlers are playing. Sure enough at the end of the slide is a patch of messed up mulch and his stuffed tiger lays beside it.

   “You are crazy, Pietro. It’s a good thing you came to Mama to help sort you out instead of your Mom or Mommy”

  “Why?” he asks as his head tilts adorably, letting a small leaf fall onto the Alphas abdomen

   “Because they would have worried. Especially your Mommy.”

   “Oh, m’kay” he states, likely filing that information away for future mishaps.

   She chuckles at him and continues to work on cleaning him up. He behaves and sits there, letting her make him look presentable while he watches his siblings continue to play. His sister, Sasha, is working on a sandcastle in the sandbox that was recently put in after a trip to the beach. And his half sister, Lena, is swinging on her swing with her stuffed bear.

   “There we go my handsome little man, all fixed up” 

   “Thank you Mama!” he exclaims, glancing down at her briefly before darting back off to the playground

   She watches him fondly as he picks up his tiger and brushes off the debris from it as he makes his way to one of the swings next to Lena. He sticks the plush between his legs so it can swing with him and he pushes his little legs off the ground to get his momentum going. The pups all laugh and smile, and Natasha knows without a doubt that retiring and having a domestic life was absolutely what she needed to truly feel whole.

   “Alpha! Pups! Lunch is ready!” Wanda suddenly calls out the back door to them

   Ever the hungry one, Lena jumps up and sprints towards the house, “Did chu make macs with cheese, Mommy?”

   “Lena, baby, change out of your sandy clothes and wash your hands first! Then ask Mommy questions!” the Alpha shouts out as she stops the swings for the other two, “Go wash your hands too, please.”

   “Yes Mama!” they both reply before darting into the house as well

    Wanda smiles as they all rush by her to do as their told, and she greets her Alpha with a kiss, “Hi love, you all looked like you were having fun”

   “Hi dorogoy(sweetheart)” she replies, holding her close for a moment, “We were, them more so but I do love watching them just get to be pups”

   The brunette nods in understanding, “Me too. So happy and carefree, as they should be”

   The patter of small feet gains their attention and Lena bursts into the room in a mismatched outfit, “Macs with cheese Mommy?”

  Wanda giggles at the small girl, “Yes honey, I made some”

   “Yay!! Tank you!” she says, hugging Wanda's leg briefly before scrambling into her seat

   The other two pups file into the kitchen next, and Pietros shirt clearly shows evidence of a mishap with the sink but neither of them mention it. He smiles a gap toothed grin, waiting to be given his plate as little Sasha struggles to get her chair out far enough for her to climb up on it

   “Careful baby, let me help” Wanda says as she moves to do just that

   “I'll go get Y/n and the little twins” Nat tells her mate before heading upstairs. She makes her way down the hall and into the large master bedroom, “Hi medovyy(honey)”

   “Hi Tasha” you greet, shifting slightly in your nest

   She comes over and joins you in the nest and gently cups your face, her eyes scanning the small pups by your side, “You and the pups doing ok?”

   You smile at her, “We’re fine Alpha, I finished feeding them a little while ago”

   “Well, Wandas just made lunch and I think it's your turn to eat now”

   “Yes please” you agree, moving to pick up one of the two month old pups, “Mind carrying Scarlett downstairs?”

   “Of course not” she replies, getting out of the nest and carefully taking the small pup in her arms, cradling her

   You get out of the nest too, and pick up Rico cradling him similarly as you follow your mate back downstairs and into the kitchen. It warms your heart to see all the toddlers sitting at the table with their plates of mac n cheese and dino nuggets.

   “Hi detka(baby)” Wanda greets, kissing your cheek while caressing the pups head, “Did they eat well?”

   You nod, “Very well, they passed out almost as soon as they had enough milk”

   “Good” she exclaims, taking the small pup from you, “Now you sit and start eating, Tasha and I will get them settled”

   You do as you're told and sit, watching on fondly as your mates help get your littlest ones into their highchairs beside you and Wanda. Your Alpha places a gentle but loving kiss on each of their heads before grabbing your plate and Wandas. She sets them down in front of you both before grabbing her own and taking her seat.

   “Thanks for making lunch baby, it looks delicious”

   “No need to thank me, you were both busy with our pups, lunch was the least I could do” she replies before taking in a forkful of macaroni 

   After a few bites of your meal you turn towards your pup Lena, “Did you have fun outside baby?”

   She nods and swallows the bite of her chicken, “Mhm, I was swingin’ the whole time”

  “Tell Mom how high you were going” your Alpha encourages

  “So high up! And without Mama's help!”

   You smile, “Good job baby!”

   Wanda looks over to her twins, “And what did you two get up to?”

   “I played in the sands” Sasha tells her with an excited smile, “Made a castle”

   “I didn’t go down the slide headfirst, so no worries. Just did the swings” Pietro says, winking at his Mama

    You giggle as the Alpha hides her face in her hands and Wanda does her best not to smile, “Oh, well, ok then. I won’t worry.”

   Nat sheepishly looks up at the Omega, “Sorry dorogoy(sweetheart)”

   “Its ok Alpha, pups are a bit wild at that age. He's not hurt and that's what's important.” she smiles and looks back at the boy while he tries to shove an entire nugget into his mouth, “Besides, he's just living up to his namesake”

   After lunch you, Natasha and your twins head into the living room while Wanda makes her way upstairs to put the other pups down for their afternoon nap. Your Alpha snuggles up to you on the couch as you both hold the twins, she still remembers when the other three were this small. And it seems like only yesterday she was running around like crazy trying to supply both her Omegas with their every craving, keep them sexually satisfied, take care of them and keep them safe.  

   You glance over at your mate and notice her pondering gaze, “What are you thinking about?”

   “Just how much I love our family” she admits, “And how glad I am Wanda chose to carry more pups at a later date, because you two were a handful”

   She chuckles at your fake expression of hurt, “I was not. Wanda definitely was though”

   “Wanda was what?” she asks, walking through the threshold

   “Y/n said you were- ”

   The Alpha is cut off by your free hand cupping over her mouth, “The most beautiful Omega in all of Sokovia”

   She quirks her brow at the two of you, “Now, why don’t I believe that's what was said?”

   You give her your best innocent smile while Nat playfully glares at you. Wanda only shakes her head with a smile before she joins you both on the couch, snuggling into your other side. 

   Nat huffs and you remember your hands position and quickly move it away, “Sorry babe, couldn’t risk it”

   “I’ll get you back for it later” she teases, leaning in for a gentle kiss. As soon as she pulls away Wanda's lips are taking her place, and the three of you settle down to snuggle and watch tv.

    About an hour later the thudding of small footsteps down the stairs alerts you all that the pups have awoken from their short lived nap. The three scuttle into the room, trying their best to remain quiet in case the younger ones are still asleep. Once they see them sitting up in their playpen and hear them softly cooing they know they don’t have to remain silent

   “Mama! Mama!” little Sasha squeals as she reaches out for your Alpha

   “What's wrong baby?” She asks, picking up the girl

   A large grin spreads across the pups face, “Nothins wrong, I’s excited!”

   “Oh?” the Alpha says, casting both you and Wanda a look, “And why is that?” 

   “I did what Mommy does!” she answers, making the three of you scrunch your eyebrows in confusion

   “What do you mean honey?” Wanda asks 

   She excitedly looks over at the Omega, “The wisps you do with your fingers!”

   Wanda may not be an active Avenger anymore, but that didn’t mean she stopped using her powers. In fact she used them on quite frequently to help her with household activities, calming one of her mates down from a ptsd induced nightmare, and helping lul the pups to sleep when they needed it just to name a few things. So the pups have definitely seen her use it, and since they weren’t really old enough to fully understand they story about them and she didn’t want them confusing her magic with that of fairytale story magic the three of you decided to refer to it simply as wisps for now.

   Your Omegas eyes widen slightly, “You did this?”

   The three pups watch as scarlet tendrils leave her fingertips and sore into the air before they dissipate. She nods, “Mhm! Only not so big”

  Natasha had anticipated the possibility of the pups inheriting powers, but she hadn’t expected it so soon. And based on Wanda's wide eyed expression, she hadn’t either.

   “Well, guess that means you’ll have to start teaching her about everything so she doesn’t accidentally do anything she shouldn't” 

   Wanda nods in agreement with you, “And that means we need to keep an eye on Pietro too”

   You move your gaze from your mate to your pups only to see that in the last few seconds the boy in question had wandered off. It doesn’t take you long to spot him though. He's next to Natasha, reaching up onto the end table to try to sneakily grab her currently unattended coffee cup. You weren’t sure why he's been so fascinated by the dark liquid lately, but a certain feline is usually pretty good at deterring his interests.

   As if your thoughts had summoned her, Liho hops up on the table, making Nat turn in that direction at the sound. Before she can scold the boy Liho does it for her, slapping his hand repeatedly with her paw. He quickly withdraws in who;e pouting at the cat

   “That’ll teach you.” Nat giggles, ruffling his hair, “Mamas coffee isn't for you, and I don’t know how many times you have to be told that”

   “Natasha Romanoff” Wanda scolds, “I swear, if that cat of yours ever ends up using her claws on one of my precious pup hands, you and she both will become acquainted with the doghouse”

   “But Mommy, we don’t haves a dog” Lena tells her with a perplexed face

   “It's just an expression baby” you explain, “It means Mama and Liho will be in lots of trouble”

   “And they’ll be sleeping on the old couch too” Wanda adds with a huff

   Nats complexion pales, “But dorogoy(sweetheart)”

   “No now, there's no need to worry Tasha” you tell her, “Liho has never used her claws, except on the cat scratch post. You have nothing to worry about. She just likes putting the pups in their place, printsessa(princess).”

   Wanda melts a bit at your affectionate nickname, though you've been using it since you started sleeping with her all those years ago it never fails to make her knees weak  

   “I know.” she sighs,  “I just don’t want them to catch her on a bad day and end up getting hurt”

   “I’ll make sure to keep her claws trimmed” Nat says, before turning to her beloved cat “And you’ll behave, only smack them if they get into something they shouldn’t. And no claws. We don’t want the couch. Bad for our backs”

   You smile at the one sided conversation and though things are sure to get a bit hectic with your pups having powers, you know this is where you're meant to be. A home, with your mates and pups, away from everything hectic in New York. Being a hero was fun and it gave you your mates, but being here with your family meant more than words to describe. Looking over at Wanda as she holds Sasha, you know she feels the same. 

   Nat seems to sense this too as she turns to look at you both, “I love you, moi devochki”

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✮‧₊˚✩ 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 ✩‧₊˚✮

Little Sister (8yrs old) x triplets

Genre - Sorta Angst & Fluff

Synopsis - When the triplets little sister has been staying with them for a month but she suddenly feels home sick but also guilty.

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Matt pov:

Our little sister y/n has been staying with us for a month since our parents wanted to go on vacation. We don’t mind it at all, it’s been pretty fun lately. It just gets hard when we have to film videos or go to meetings that she can’t be in.

“Y/n you ready to go?” Chris called out.

“Yes I’m so excited” She yelled as she ran down the hallway jumping into Chris’s arms.

He laughed and carried out to the car where Nick already was.

“Took y’all long enough” He grumpily said looking at me.

“Hey don’t look at me! It’s y/n who took so long” I lifted my hands in defense.

“Matt! No I didn’t I was very quick!” She protested slurring her words a little as she talked.

“Yes you did sis don’t listen to them” Chris took her side as her buckled her into her car seat and kissed her cheek.

It’s clear that Chris has a favorite sibling.

LS Pov:

My brothers were taking me to Canes for lunch. It’s not much, but to me it’s the best food in the world. A lot of my friends seem to not like it but I don’t understand how! It’s too good.

I remember how mom would take me to this other restaurant in Boston that also had chicken tenders and we would order a big plate and share. I miss her.

Or when dad would take me to the dinner back in town to eat waffles for breakfast every Saturday. I miss him too.

But I’m with my brothers I shouldn’t be missing my parents right?

“Ok we’re here!” Matt yells.

I’m only 8 which means I still have to sit in a car seat. It’s so stupid I’m sure I could be a big girl and seat on the actual seat. I can’t even get out of the car without the help of my brothers because for some reason I can’t get the seatbelt to unlock.

“You exited?” Matt says as he helps me out of the car.

“Yes very” I reply as I take his hand.

“Awwww look how cute they look! She looks so small compared to Matt!” I hear Nick say behind us and a camera click.

We get a table and we order our food. But as we wait a woman that I could’ve sworn was mom walked in.

“Is that mommy?” I ask my brothers. They all turn their head to look at the woman.

“No y/n it’s not. Moms in Hawaii with dad remember?” Nick laughs.

“Oh yea sorry” I say now embarrassed.

“Hey it’s ok I thought it was her too at first” Matt comforts me. I smile at him and rest my head on his arm since he was sat next to me.

I start to feel sleepy since I haven’t taken my daily nap yet. I do everything to keep my eyes open but nothing works. They fall shut and I start to loose consciousness.

“Hey baby wake foods here” Matt rubs my back waking me up.

“Yay” I say in a tired voice as I sit up from Matt. My hair all messed up and my eyes still closed.

“Good nap?” They all laugh and I do too.

As we eat our food I see a little girl walk in with her mom. They’re holding hands and they’re laughing together. She’s holding a shopping bag so it looks like they went to the mall together. It reminds me of me and mom. Is it bad that I really miss her? I shouldn’t miss her I’m with my brothers that I only see once in a while since they live in L.A.

“You ok?” Chris asks.

“Mhm” I nod.

We were just waiting on the check when I see a man walk in. He walks over to the table where the girl and her mom are. He’s the dad. They all sit together and the girl is laughing with her dad and the mom seems to be taking pictures of them. I miss my dad too. I miss being home and going out to eat with my parents. I feel so guilty about missing home because my brothers are doing so much to take care of me. I shouldn’t feel this way.

I feel tears well up in my eyes but I quickly blink them away before my brothers realize.

“Can we go now?” I quietly ask.

“Uh yea come on” Matt says confused at my sudden change of emotion.

As we walk out I feel two pairs of arms launch me up in the air. I start giggling and screeching like crazy and I’m thrown in the air and back down.

“You want ice cream?” Chris says as he holds me instead of launching me.

“No not really” I reply as I rest my head in the crook of his neck.

“What you always want ice cream” He says stunned.

“I’m full I don’t really want any” I lie. Truth is I do want ice cream I just don’t wanna see more families there that will remind me of home.

“Ok so what ice cream place do we go to?” Nick asks looking at Chris who’s carrying me.

“Uhh she said she doesn’t want ice cream so just go back home I guess” Chris replies.

“What? But y/n you always want ice cream” Matt questions.

“That’s what I said” Chris chuckles.

“I just don’t want it ok!” I say with a ruder tone.

“Ok ok Sorry we’ll go back home” Matt replies looking at Chris and Nick confused.

Once we get home I run into the room where I have been staying and jump onto the bed quickly getting a hold of the stuffed animal my parents gave me. It’s a little frog which is my favorite animal. My dad had sprayed his cologne on it so it would smell like him. And my mom had put one of her bracelets as a necklace on it. So I just laid there on my bed hugging my little frog while looking at a picture of my parents and I. Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes. I miss home.

Nick pov:

I have been editing videos since we got back from lunch. I usually hear y/n laughing or screaming with either Matt or Chris as they play a game or watch a movie. But today it was silent. More silent than it’s ever been. I also don’t hear her little footsteps running around the house which is odd. She had started to act weird after the comment she made about the woman at Canes. And she didn’t want ice cream, which she always wants. I start going downstairs to ask Matt and Chris about it. I see them both sitting on the couch watching Sam and Colby on the t.v.

“Fuck you scared me” Chris yells.

“That’s what you get for watching paranormal videos at 9 pm dumbass” I laugh.

“Ok but on serious note have you guys noticed how down y/n looks today?” I ask them while sitting down at the end of the couch.

“I did yea she seemed upset after lunch” Matt adds on.

“She hasn’t come out of her room since we got back from lunch” Chris comments.

“I think we need to go check on her c’mon” I say standing up heading to her room.

Chris Pov:

I open the door to her room to find y/n asleep hugging her frog stuffed animal with one hand, and hugging a picture with her, mom and dad on it.

“Oh baby” I hear Matt say as he sits next to her on the bed. Nick and I following after him.

“Hmm?” Y/n hums as she starts to wake up.

“You ok?” I ask.

“You guys promise you won’t get mad at me for it?” Y/n sniffles as her eyes start to get glossy.

“We promise” Nick says.

“I- I just really miss mommy and daddy” She starts to cry. Matt quickly wraps his arms around her.

“Hey hey it’s ok” Matt quietly whispers to her as her soft cries are muffled by his sweatshirt.

“Why would we ever get mad at you for missing mom and dad?” I ask her as I pick her up her tiny hand and she wraps her small fingers around mine.

“Because I feel guilty that I really miss home when I’m with you guys” Y/n softly says as she snuggles into me.

“Oh sweetheart you don’t have to feel guilty. It’s ok to miss home. You’re still a kid and you’ve never been away from mom and dad for so long. We’re not mad at all cuz we feel like that sometimes too” Matt says while running his fingers through her hair, something that always calms her down since she was a baby.

“So you’re not mad?” Y/n asks.

“Of course we not y/n. We can FaceTime them together later” Nick chuckles and joins the hug.

“We love you always” I say and kiss her forehead.

“I love you always too” Y/n giggles.

✫・ 。.・゜✭・.・

Opinions on this??

[cal-flakes]

can you do the "moody to everyone but you" trope with rafe as the readers bf

╰┈➤ “you’re such a grump rafe” (blurb)

warnings: just fluff tbh, implied drug dealing, mentions of almost-violence.

summary: y/n notices rafe being a party pooper.

“hey, you big party pooper!” she sang as she rounded the table, returning from the big bathroom. she grinned at him, giggling at the vast difference between her boyfriend and the rest of the table, full of her friends.

claiming her seat next to him once again, she smiled at her friends before turning to rafe. “turn that frown upside down sir” she joked, stroking his arm affectionately.

he sighed deeply, slinging his arm around her to pull her in. “when can we go home?” he muttered, his hot breath tickling her ear. “home?” she questioned, brows furrowed. “baby, we just got here..” she whined, tilting her head below him to bat her lashes.

“hmm, fine” he groaned, giving in almost immediately as she stared up at him, a sly grin on her face. “yay! okay, now if you’re not going to talk to my friends, at least smile at them, yeah?” she encouraged, pressing wet, frantic kisses to his showing bicep, overjoyed with her achievement of making him stay.

she knew he didn’t want to be there, and he knew that she knew, that he didn’t want to be there, but he was willing to put on a smile for her sake. rafe wasn’t a people person, at all. he was more like a y/n and barry kind of person, and he certainly didn’t like y/n’s friends. they were far to loud and obnoxious for his liking.

it wasn’t exactly a secret that if he wasn’t with y/n or barry, he was either at home, or stalking around kildare on his lonesome, looking like the most unapproachable man you’d ever meet.

“so rafe, how come you decided to tag along this time? we thought she’d made it up when she told us she was seeing you..” her friend asked from the opposite end of the table, a slimy undertone protruding through.

sucking in a deep breath, y/n squeezed his arm in an attempt to calm him, sensing the sly jab at rafe, just like he had already. “well, y’know, i’m a busy man..” rafe spoke coolly, glancing at y/n for approval. relief washed over him as she nodded along, taking control of the conversation.

“yeah, rafe’s got a busy schedule, so it’s hard to find a time he can come with me when we all go out..” she answered, grinning sweetly at her friend.

“sure, busy selling coke..” the other man muttered, turn away in hopes his snarky comment wasn’t heard.

y/n froze for a split second as she felt rafe’s arm tense, his vascular hand gripping the table. “what was that?” he spat, craning his neck to look her friend in the eyes. “huh?” he spoke sheepishly, turning back to the table, wide eyed.

“you said something?” rafe growled as his leg bounced against the floor, signalling to y/n he was about to get up if her friend kept going. “nah man, you must be hearing things again..” he chuckled awkwardly, another dig at rafe’s troubled past.

before she knew it, rafe was out of his seat, stalking round the table and grabbing a hold of her friend by his shirt. “you got somethin’ you wanna say to me? huh?” he snarled, pulling the man out of his seat as he trembled in anger.

“no, no of course not! it was just a joke man!” her friend pleaded, throwing his hands up in defence, attempting to put distance between himself and the taller, seething man.

y/n and the other girls followed suit, jumping from their seats to drag the two men away from eachother. y/n’s eyes widened as she slithered between the two, placing her hands on rafe’s chest, shoving him backwards.

his creases features softened as he saw the panic in her eyes, instinctively letting go of the man, letting him fall to the ground with a thud.

“come on, we’re going home” rafe stated, placing a protective arm around y/n’s waist before guiding her out of the restaurant, leaving behind an anxious huddle, surrounding the man he’d left almost shitting himself.

as they exited the building, he pulled her in closer as they walked together. “you are such a grump rafe..” she giggled, not at all upset with him. rafe’s reaction was valid, especially to such an unfair comment, she thought.

“i’m sorry angel, i really tried..” rafe sighed, stopping in the street to cup her cheeks. “i know baby, it’s okay. maybe friendly get together just aren’t for us huh?” she teased, leaning into his chest as he pressed a gentle kiss to the crown of her head.

“why don’t we go home? watch a film of your choosing? i’ll make some popcorn?” he offered, picking up on her slight disappointment, having wished for rafe and her friends to get along.

“sounds good to me” she hummed, leaning into him as they continued the journey to his car.

“okay princess..”

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Confessions

Sam and Dean Winchester x little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous

Synopsis: you get a bit loopy after having your wisdom teeth pulled.

“Sammy,” you whined as you tugged on your big brother’s sleeve. “I don’t wanna get my wisdom teeth pulled! What if it hurts?”

“Honey, they already pulled them,” Sam grinned as he opened the door to the back seat of the Impala and gestured for you to get in.

“Oh,” you frowned. “They did? Did it hurt?”

“Nope,” Sam said. “You were asleep the whole time.”

“Cool,” you giggled as Sam placed his large hand on your head and pushed you down into the car. “No!” Your demeanor changed rapidly when Sam tried to help you with your seat belt. “I don’t want it!”

When Sam persisted, you turned to Dean.

“Dean! Sammy’s being mean to me!”

“You have my permission to punch him as hard as you can,” Dean said.

“Thanks a lot!” Sam glared at Dean, even though your punch to his arm barely hurt.

“It didn’t work!” You whined.

“Ok baby, what’s Sammy doing that’s so mean?”

“He’s trying to make me wear my seatbelt!”

“He’s supposed to do that.”

“Oh,” your struggles suddenly ceased, although you still glared at Sam as he reached over and buckled you in.

“How did you do that?” Sam asked, to which Dean shrugged.

“What are you doing?” Dean wondered as Sam got in the passenger’s seat.

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re not gonna stay with her?” Dean gestured to you as you pulled your seatbelt out all the way just so you could watch it zip back into place.

“She’s fine.”

“Whoa!” The boys glanced back in unison at your outburst. “We’re moving!”

Dean had just pulled the Impala out of the parking lot, and you peered out the window.

“How is it doing that? That’s so cool!”

“What on earth did they give her, and where can I get some?” Dean chuckled. Then he glanced back at you again, and his expression changed. “Whoa, hey!”

Dean pulled over when he saw your wide-open door, you leaning much too far out of the car.

“Sam, go back and sit with her,” Dean demanded, and Sam was already halfway out when Dean got to a full stop.

“Ok kiddo,” Sam unbuckled your seat belt and scooted you over, coming to sit between you and the door.

“I was looking at the wheels!” You cried. “I wanted to watch us move!”

“How about you watch us move from inside the car, baby?” Dean suggested, and though you huffed in annoyance, you relented, and Dean got back on the road.

“Ow!” Sam cried not two minutes later. “What was that for?”

You tugged again on his hair, and giggled while he frowned at you.

“Your hair is funny!”

“Funny?” Sam grabbed your hand when you tried to reach for his hair again. “Hey, that hurts.”

“I’m sorry,” Sam’s eyes widened when you began to cry.

“Dude, what did you do?” Dean glanced in the rear view mirror.

“I don’t know!”

“Well, stop doing it!”

“Hey, hey,” Sam soothed. “It’s ok, you’re ok.”

You were inconsolable until Dean pulled up at the bunker, the sight of which made you instantly stop crying.

“I know this place!” You said.

“Ok then,” Sam grinned. “C’mon, let’s go inside.”

“Yay!” Sam grunted when you jumped on his back the moment he stepped out of the Impala. “I wanna go to my room!”

Sam carried you inside and deposited you on your bed, placing a hand on your head to stop you when you tried to get up.

“You need to sleep.”

“Awww! But I don’t want to!”

“C’mon Sam, she’s funnier like this,” Dean argued.

“Dude.” Dean relented at Sam’s glare.

“Ok, ok.”

Once Dean left the room, Sam turned to tuck you in.

“Sammy?” You mumbled, your head already drooping.

“Yeah kid?”

“I love you.”

Sam smiled, pushing your head back against the pillow.

“I love you too. Now go to bed.”

“No, I mean I really love you,” you insisted. “You’re nice. And you’re funny. And you’re a good big brother.”

Sam didn’t say anything, he just pressed a kiss to your forehead, smiled down at you, and left the room, turning off the lights behind him.

…

“Dean!”

Dean turned at the sound of your voice echoing down the hall. Sam had left your room not three minutes ago, and Dean had been under the impression that you’d conked right out.

“Yeah baby?” He asked as he opened your door.

“You didn’t give me a good night kiss.”

Dean bit back his laugh when he saw how serious you looked.

“I’m sorry,” he said, coming to stand beside your bed. He leaned down and kissed your forehead, but when he turned to go you grabbed his arm.

“Dean?”

Dean hummed.

“I love you.”

“Yeah, I love you too baby,” he grinned.

“I think you’re cool. You take really good care of me and Sammy, and-and…” you seemed to be losing your train of thought, your eyes unfocused as you blinked. “And I really really love you.”

“I’m gonna have to remind you of this conversation when you go back to normal,” Dean muttered, then he leaned closer to you again, pulling your covers up around you. “Ok kiddo. It’s time to get some rest.”

“M-k…” you were asleep not ten seconds later.

Neither Sam nor Dean ever told each other, or even you, what had been said that day.

But neither of them ever forgot it, either.

[crazyk-imagine]

Things I Hate... Oh, and Oranges

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Plus size!reader

Characters: Rafe Cameron, Plus size!reader, Topper Thornton, Kelce, Sarah, mentions of the pogues

Warnings: Biggest warning ever, yall ain't ready, their characters aren't as bad here, fluff, rafe being a simp, rafe totally in love with reader, topper and kelce are butt heads in a friend way, not the obx way, Sarah and reader are casual besties, like they did a group project, vibed and have been friends ever since

Word Count: 773

Based on this post

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Sarah told you to come by around this time because no one would be home, and you needed somewhere quiet to study.

She forgot to mention she'd be out with John B.

You don’t mind though; it makes things a little easier since she won’t be around to distract you with her gossip.

-

Rafe walks in and stops as soon as he passes the entrance to the kitchen, wondering if what he just saw was real or not.

He takes a step back and stays in the shadows, watching you.

He brushes a hand through his hair, wondering if he looks okay or if he needs to change his shirt. He looks down and frowns, the blood stain from Barry is visible.

He runs upstairs to change his shirt, wincing at the tingling in his hand. He groans under his breath, “serves him right.”

He doesn’t regret punching his dealer, Barry knows better than to provoke him.

-

You wander around the kitchen, searching for a few items.

You stir up the better by hand, rather than trying to figure out how Sarah’s mixer works. You swear she only bought it so only she could use it and no one else.

A knock on the doorway alarms you causing you to almost spill the contents in the bowl. “Holy- you scared me.”

He chuckles, “sorry, I was- I didn’t mean to.”

You huff and smile, “it’s fine, a little jump start in the heart never hurt anyone.”

He chuckles, “what’re you making?” He takes a seat on the other side of the counter.

“My special bread.”

“I didn’t take you for a stoner.”

Your jaw drops, “I am not.”

He chuckles, “okay, Cheech.”

You shake your head and place it into the cute little bread pan you bought her. “Now we wait.”

His eyes follow you as you sit back down at your little study corner. “What’re doing?”

“Studying, what are you doing?”

“Watching you.”

You roll your eyes, “wouldn’t you rather be out, talking to some cute girl?”

“I already am.”

“Smooth, too smooth on your part, Rafe.” You glance up from your textbook, “did you practice that one in the mirror?”

“I’d rather practice on you.”

“I hate how good you are at this.”

The corner of his lip tugs upward, “I know.”

The ding of timer alerts you.

“Yay,” you cheer while running towards the oven to take it out and take a whiff of the goodness it’s giving off.

“Do you want to try some Rafe?” You ask, cutting into the hot loaf.

“You actually want to share with me?”

“Don’t be like that, Rafe. I’m being nice here and this is how you pay it back.”

He chuckles, “no, give me a slice.”

“Manners.”

He pouts, grabbing a plate and holding it out in front of him. “Please, can I have a slice?”

“Yes, you can, you dramatic little dork.”

“Nothing about me is little.”

You play off the heat in your cheeks as the air emanates off the bread. “Sure, sure.”

-

Kelce and Topper walk in, searching for the sweet scent wafting through the house.

“Yo Rafe,” Kelce calls out. 

“In the kitchen.”

“You all speak so kindly to each other,” you tell him.

“Always, baby.”

“What smells so good?” Topper asks, stepping closer to you.

“Did you get a new perfume or something?”

You shake your head, “nope, just made my infamous bread.”

Their eyes practically widen at the sight. “We can’t wait.”

Kelce turns to Rafe and furrows his brow, “I thought you didn’t like orange?”

You turn towards him, seeing as he shoves the last piece of bread into his mouth. “You don’t like orange?”

He tries to argue and tell you he does but can’t as the other two take over.

“Yeah, he’s never been a fan of orange since he was a kid and his dad-” Topper smacks Kelce’s chest, causing the man to wheeze.

“I’m gonna kill you,” Rafe tells them as he takes a sip of water.

You grab his wrist and stop him. “Be honest, Rafe.”

He spins around and stares at you. “When am I not?”

You stare at him with a deadpan expression.

“Okay, I’ll be honest.”

“Do you or do you not like the loaf of bread I made?”

“It’s delicious. You know I think I could even eat it by myself.”

“You’re not lying.”

He shakes his head, “when have I ever lied to you?”

You shrug, “fair enough.”

[bingwriterxo]

truck

pairing: vada cavell x reader

summary: in which vada shows you her newest purchase

warnings: none

word count: 700+

author's note: a silly, tiny little thing while i work on getting rid of my writer's block

Vads <3 (4:37pm): come outside!!!

Vads <3 (4:37pm): got a surprise!!!!!

You furrowed your eyebrows as the texts from your girlfriend popped up on your phone. She had made no prior mention of hanging out; in fact, she had told you that she would be busy for most of the day. Still, it was an easy decision as you pushed yourself out of your bed and bounded down the staircase, excited to see the girl.

When you pulled the front door open and stepped out onto the porch, you felt your eyes go comically wide at the sight in your driveway. There stood Vada, a proud grin on her face, standing beside--

“I got a truck!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms up in glee. She rushed forward, jumped up the porch steps, and wrapped you in a bear-hug. You could practically feel the happiness radiating from her, and you just barely managed to press a kiss to the top of her head before she pulled away, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Come see!”

She grabbed your wrist and dragged you toward the truck, skipping the whole way over. You simply let her, too shocked to do anything other than stare at the behemoth vehicle in front of you, the one that towered over your tiny girlfriend.

“Isn’t she a beauty?” Vada asked as the two of you stood in front of the truck. She sighed dreamily, like a middle-schooler talking about their crush, and when you glanced at her, you swore she was drooling. “She looks so pretty in the sun.”

You nodded. “It’s nice, baby.” You tilted your head, biting the inside of your cheek. “But…why did you get a truck?”

“Because trucks are cool!” In her excitement, she started shaking your arm around like it was made of jell-o. “I’m gonna look so cool driving this thing! Watch; look how cool I look in the driver’s seat!”

She sprinted to the door, and you struggled to hold back a giggle as you watched her climb inside, standing on her tip-toes to make it onto the seat. When she slammed the door shut, you couldn’t help the laugh that escaped.

Through the windshield, you could see only her forehead, her eyebrows raising just enough to be visible. Her arms started to move, which was a tell-tale sign that she was rambling, yet you couldn’t make out anything she was saying, because you literally could not see her mouth.

After a few moments, the door swung open again and Vada hopped out, stumbling slightly before hurrying right back to your side.

“Did I look cool?” she asked excitedly. “Did I? Did I? I did, didn’t I?”

“I--” You giggled. “Vada, can you even see out of that thing?”

She frowned, huffing as she crossed her arms. “Of course I can. What, did I not look cool?”

You tilted your head before leaning down and kissing the frown off her lips. “No, you looked very cool,” you lied. She immediately started beaming again, her dimples showing. “I have the coolest girlfriend in the world.”

She blushed, the pink tinting her cheeks and making her freckles stand out, before her eyes widened and she gasped. “Let me take you for a drive! Please? Pretty please?”

You hesitated. On one hand, you wanted nothing more than to make Vada happy. On the other, you were slightly scared for your life, considering how little she was truly able to see behind the wheel. However, when her bottom lip jutted out and she started giving you puppy-dog-eyes, you sighed and nodded your head.

“Yay!” she squealed, racing to open the passenger door for you. “After you, pretty lady.”

You climbed into the truck and Vada shut the door. You watched as she rounded the hood of the car before appearing at the driver’s side, where she clambered in once more and grinned at you.

“You’re gonna love this,” she promised. She settled herself into her seat, turned the car on, shifted the gear into reverse, and then stretched herself to see out the back windshield.

It was only three, maybe four, seconds before you were jolted forward and you heard a loud thud come from the back of the truck. You whipped your head toward Vada, who glanced back at you sheepishly.

“...I think you’re gonna need a new mailbox…”

[wineauntharry]

New Nerves j.b.

guys!! Don’t hate me but a lot of my stuff will prob be short since i’m easing back into writing. I love you all endlessly and i am working through the requests i promise!

Based off of these requests:

“hey! Can you write something where the reader and Joe are in a fairly new relationship and she goes to her first game of his, standing in the family area on the sidelines, and this is their first public outing?

THANK YOU!”

and

“Yay welcome back!! What about a Joe burrow one where you go down to the field to see him right before the game? “

…………

New Nerves

j.b.

“come down i wanna see u :)”

Joe had texted me while I was up sitting in the box with the rest of his family waiting for the game to start. We were enjoying a few drinks dressed in our orange when I excused myself. I snuck out of my seat and made my way towards the door when Joe’s mom asked me where I was headed to.

“Y/N where are you headed to?” she asked.

“Joe is begging for me to come down there so you know I have to before he throws a tantrum.” I replied with a slight giggle.

“That boy is so dramatic. Well, if you stop for a snack, grab me one pretty please.” she asked.

“Will do ma.” I let out quickly before turning back around and heading out. 

My nerves were a little wracked since this was the first time Joe and I were gonna be seen in public as a couple. Sure we had been together since our sophomore year of college, but ever since Joe started his professional career, we kept things private.

 I made my way down the steps past all of the seated fans and went over to the ledge where I saw Joe stretching and talking to his other teammates. I wanted to grab his attention but I knew how important it was for him to warm up. I had been waiting for a few minutes when Ja’Marr had pointed me out to Joe. I saw his head snap and we made eye contact as the widest, cheeky grin flooded his face.

He came jogging over to me like the cutest little kid. Not even noticing the photographers on the field pointing their cameras in our direction.

“Hi baby” he said through a grin.

“Hey honey” I replied as I leaned down over the railing to place a kiss on his forehead.

“No lips?” he questioned with his puppy dog eyes.

I bent back down with a huff to place a soft kiss on his lips. Just as our lips connected I felt both of his arms snake under my armpits as he brought me down over the railing with a swift pull.

“Joseph! Everyone is gonna see us!” I yelled as I was laughing.

“Sorry baby, just missed you a little extra. Plus who cares, you’re with me not them. ” He replied with a warm smile and rosey cheeks to match it.

“You’re crazy” I said as he finally placed my feet on the ground and towered over me with all of his gear on. He was always so handsome.

“Can’t keep my girl a secret anymore.” He replied while placing one of his hands on the small of my back, lightly pushing on it to bring me closer to him. I was admiring how pretty he was when his teammates started yelling for him to head over to their huddle since the game was about to begin.

“Joe, you gotta go, come on.” I said sternly.

He placed a few more sloppy kisses on my lips before he placed his hands back on my hips. I turned around to face the ledge again as he helped me jump up to reach it. I stablelized my footing as I propped myself up over the ledge. I turned around to wish him good luck. 

As he was running off I was blowing him kisses and mouthing ‘i love you’ until he turned around and reached his hudled team. 

As I was making my way up the stairs back to the box I noticed fans with their phones out.

Shit.

Realizing that people had seen us being affectionate for the first time was all I could think about. I always told Joe how worried I was about how mean some people on the internet could be. He always reassured me that I was safe with him. God, he was so convincing.

As I reached the box where the rest of his family was sitting, the worries about social media and pda that had previously flooded my mind were washed away when I realized I forgot the most important thing.

His moms snack

I mean she couldn’t be that mad if I didn’t stop to get myself one, right?

………………..

guys why do i kind of hate this lol somebody please invalidate the negative feelings. ANYWAYS, thank you for the absolutely insane support, i can’t thank you guys enough i am so serious. sorry this is so short, i don’t feel super confident yet. regardless of that I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!

xx, kitt

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[justmeinadaze]

I Miss The Misery (Steve X You)

"Just know that I'll make you hurt

(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)

When you tell me you'll make it worse

(I'd rather fight all night than watch the TV)

I hate that feeling inside

You tell me how hard you'll try

But when we're at our worst

I miss the misery."

A/N: From my previous post, I mentioned I've been feeling some type of way and every time I hear this song I think of mean Steve every time.

Warnings: Mean, Toxic Steve X Fem Slightly Toxic Y/N, SMUT of the rougher variety, public sex (bathroom, office), daddy kink (cause im me), smacking, choking, degrading (brat, whore), ANGST, some gas lighting from Stevie, he's definitely not a good guy, cheating (mentions of him cheating on her; reader cheats on bf), she talks about how his behavior excites her sexually but she's aware of how toxic that kind of thinking is. I think that's all.

Kind of inspired by an ex I had and the way he treated me. He bounced off of each other negatively and I remember telling my therapist that I thought the reason I kept going back to him was because "at least I feel something." I haven't seen him in 4 years so Yay for healthy relationships! :)

Doesn't mean we cant enjoy some toxic smut with Steve Harrington.

Word Count: 6317

“Hey, honey. Rough day?”, you coo at your boyfriend as he comes through the front door with a heavy elongated sigh. 

“Yeah. These assholes that bought our company are changing everything and it’s starting to piss me off.”, he grumbles while taking a seat at the dinner table as you crawl into his lap and kiss his temple. 

“You should say something. Tell your boss you’re sick of the changes and the disrespect. They need you and your team, baby.”

“Naw.”, he gently smiles as he hugs you tighter. “It’s fine. I’ll get over it.”

Smothering your own frustrated sigh, you grin as you kiss his lips before heading back to the kitchen to finish the meal you were making. You never understood your boyfriend’s passive aggression when it came to most things. Any time anything bothered him, he’d vent and stomp his feet but in the end, he did nothing. 

You had never dated a man like him before. Most of your past boyfriends were toxic to say the least but what they didn’t know was you were always trying to recreate a feeling someone from your past gave you. The feeling of being desperately needed to the point that they would break down a door to be with you. That passion that followed jealously or a fight that they most likely started but you definitely instigated. That feeling of being…alive. When you couldn’t find it in anyone else, you decided it was best to move on to something healthier. 

Jacob was a good person who doted on you hand and foot. If you had a bad day, he would hold you and if you just needed someone to talk to he was more than accommodating. When you two fought, if you could call it that, you could scream and be mean and all he would do is sigh and say things like “I understand why you would feel that way. I’ll try and be better.” When you two were intimate, he was incredibly vanilla, only ever being sexual in bed and usually missionary. The few times you tried to explain what you wanted, he never seemed to understand. 

“You want me to hurt you??”

“No…not exactly. I just want you to be…rougher. SHOW me how much you love me. MAKE me feel it.”

“You don’t think I show you enough how much I care about you?”

“No! I mean yes…I mean…Gah! Never mind.”

 “What’s, uh, what’s the name of the company that bought yours again?”, you ask as you grab a beer bottle from the fridge and pop it open. 

“Actually, babe, I was going to tell you. I did some research on them and it seems they originated in your hometown Hawkins. It’s a company called Harrington & Co.” The sound of glass shattering causes Jacob to jump up and immediately run to the kitchen where he finds you wide eyed with beer now swimming around your feet. “Oh my god. Are you okay?! Don’t move, you don’t have shoes. Let me clean this for you.”

“Harrington? Like Bill Harrington?”

“Yeah! I was going to ask if you knew them.”, he continues as he kneels down and begins to clean broken glass before wiping at the liquid. “Supposedly, from what I read, Bill Harrington retired and left it to his son Steven. Did you know him? He’s about your age.”

“Where the fuck have you been?!”

“What do you care, sire?! I’m not your fucking girlfriend remember?”

“That doesn’t stop you from coming to my house at fucking 2 am begging to ride my dick!”

Your hand flew across his face, his angry eyes glaring into yours when his head reels back. As you swing your arm to hit him again, his large palm catches your wrist and roughly pulls you to his chest.

“Let me go.”, you growl.

Leaning forward, his lips hover just above your own, feeling the slight wind of your heavy exhales that come from your nose.

“Make me.”

“No, I didn’t know him.”

#############

Sighing, you take shaky, anxious steps towards your boyfriend’s office building. When Jacob called saying he forgot his lunch, you debated on telling him you were busy with work stuff of your own before finally deciding to bring him his food. 

He owns the building. It’s not like he’s going to actually be in it 24/7. Plus, if he was he would definitely be on a different floor.

“Hey sweetie. Oh! Thank you so much.”, he grins as he kisses your cheek. “Do you want to sit with me while I eat? We can share or I can buy you something.”

“Yeah, sure. I’m not hungry but I can sit with you.”

Holding your hand, he walked with you to the building cafeteria and like any good girlfriend, you sat next to him listening to him tell you about the long trials and tribulations of his day. You smiled, nodding where you were supposed to and frowning at things he seemed annoyed with. After thirty minutes of his hour lunch, you desperately needed a break. 

“I’m going to go get a drink. I’ll be right back.”

Jacob smiled as you tilted down to kiss him before turning to head towards the area with drinks and food. As you stood there staring into the void of soda options, a strong cologne smell hit your nose that had you dizzy as your eyes fluttered closed. You’d know that smell anywhere, inhaling it so many times in the past. 

Steve smiles as he watches you walk around his room in one of his polos that hangs down your body like a nightgown, just barely covering the love bites and bruises from his fingers that were starting to form on your thighs. Lifting an expensive looking glass bottle to your nose, you grin to yourself as you inhale and put it back down. 

“I love the way that stuff smells.”

“Yeah. My dad says it’s a good smell for ‘classy men’.”, he chuckles.

“Hm. I guess he doesn’t know you very well.”

“Fuck you. I’m classy.”, Steve teases as his grin grows, yanking your arm so you fall on top of him as he folds his hands together behind your lower back. “Classy enough to land a pretty girl like you.”

“Y/N?” 

As you turn your head, your eyes lock with his slightly stunned honey-colored irises as they scan you up and down. You begin to feel slightly self-conscious in your leggings and regular t-shirt compared to his slick black suit and well styled hair.

“Holy shit. What…What are you doing here? Do you work here?”, Steve asks.

“Uh, no. My, uh, my boyfriend actually does.” You turn and point to where he was nonchalantly eating, not even looking in your direction. “What are you doing here?”

“My dad followed through and gave me his company. We finally expanded out of Hawkins so I bought this place.”

“Yeah, I heard. Congratulations.” His eyes continue to rake over you making you more and more anxious the longer you stood there. “Well, I better get back before his hour ends.”

A shiver ran up your spine as his hand reached out to grab your arm. 

“Wait. I’d like to talk to you some more and catch up. Do you want to meet me for dinner? I’m free tonight if you are.”

“Steve… I’m with someone. I can’t have dinner or anything else with an ex or whatever the fuck we were. I’m happy now.”

The smirk that painted his beautiful lips startled you as you stood up straighter.

“Oh your happy, huh? You should tell that to your face. That guy’s your boyfriend? Guy barely seems like he can get it up let alone satisfy a woman like you.”

“Define woman like me?”, you inquire sarcastically. 

“A strong, gorgeous woman who liked to be fucked hard and put in her place.” Steve’s eyes remain on you as your own widen as you look around hoping now one was close enough to hear his not-so-subtle tone. “Tell me, honey, does he know you called me Daddy? I imagine not because if you were my girl and I found out you ever called someone else that you wouldn’t be able to sit down for weeks.”

“Thank God, I’m not your fucking girl.”, you snarled. “You were never man enough to make that commitment.”

As you both stared daggers into each other’s eyes a sudden hand on your shoulder brings you back. 

“Baby, everything ok?”, your boyfriend asks way too calmly. 

“Yeah, Jacob, I’m fine. I was just introducing myself to the owner of your company.”

Steve’s eyes immediately softened as you watched him play the role he always played extremely well; charming and popular.

“Steve Harrington. Nice to meet you, Jacob. Y/N and I go way back.”

“Oh. I thought you said you didn’t know him, sweetie.”

Your ex’s eyes narrow in your direction in faux shock making you sigh in annoyance. 

“I didn’t know him. I knew OF him. Everyone knew who Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington was. Unfortunately, I wasn’t popular enough to penetrate his circle.”

“Hm, but I was to penetrate yours.”, he sassed with an arrogant confidence that just made you angry. 

“Nice seeing you again, Harrington. Come on, baby.”

Steve watches you both walk away with a determined gaze that you can feel burning into your back as you headed towards your table.

“He seems nice. What was he like in school? Do you remember?”

“You didn’t call me like you said you would.”

“I was busy, Y/N.”, he answers nonchalantly, not even meeting your eyes as he continues putting things in his locker. “I figured when you didn’t hear from me, you’d just fuck the next guy.”

“Jesus fucking Christ, seriously?! Steve, for some fucking reason I like you. I only want to be with you but it kills me when you don’t follow through with your promises. You say you’ll call and you don’t. You say we’ll go on an official date finally and then last minute you change plans but still call me to come over late at night so you can fuck me. It’s push and pull with you. You act like you want me but then you don’t. I can’t… I can’t keep waiting for you.”

Slamming his locker closed, he finally turns to face you with a look that said he really didn’t care. 

“Then don’t.”

“Yeah…I remember him. Steve Harrington was a complete asshole.”

##############

You managed to steer clear of Steve and anything having to do with him for a few months after your encounter with him until you couldn’t anymore.

“Baby, it’s an office party. Come on, we have to go.”

“Then go, Jacob, but I’d rather just stay here.”

“Y/N, you’re my girlfriend and this is important to me. Everyone I know will be there including clients. I want them to meet the woman I love.”

You can’t help but sigh at his statement from your place in the closet. You cared about your boyfriend, you genuinely did but love? That was big word with a big meaning. 

“FUCK YOU!”, you shout as you run out into the hallway and yank your arm away from Steve as he tries to stop you while buckling up his pants. “I’m so stupid. DON’T fucking touch me.”

Growling, he pushed you into another empty room and closed the door behind him as he continued to put his clothes back on. 

“Lower your fucking voice—”

“Yeah, wouldn’t want the entire party to know what an asshole you really are!” His hand tries to block your mouth but you angrily swat him away causing him to back up and hold his hands up defensively. “You TOLD ME that we could make this serious. That we would finally have a REAL relationship and then I find you here fucking Lori! Are you kidding me?”

“Y/N, I—”

“I told you I loved you, Steve. I’ve never said that to anyone!” Tears started to fall down your face as you hugged your arms around your body. “You’re never going to claim me, are you? You’re never going to call me your girlfriend. I was just another fuck buddy, wasn’t I?”

When he doesn’t respond, you shove his chest hard. 

“ANSWER ME!”

“YES! YES, OKAY?! Excuse me for not wanting to fucking hurt you. You knew what this was, honey. Its…It’s not my fault…you caught feelings.”

That night you ran. You told your parents you loved them, packed a small bag, and left Hawkins to Indianapolis swearing to yourself that this would never happen again. Ever since that night, you had been so numb to most emotions but especially ones that included romance. 

“Ok. Let me get ready and I’ll meet you downstairs. 

***

If you ran into Steve Harrington again, this time you would be ready. Wearing your shortest black dress and highest black heels, you strutted into Jacob’s office party with a demeanor that had everyone turning their heads. 

With a gigantic grin on his face, your boyfriend introduced you to people and showed you off the way you deserved. 

I should be enjoying this. What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I be normal!?

“Hey, baby, I’m going to run to the restroom.” 

After giving him a sweet kiss, you powerwalk to the girl’s bathroom and lean over the sink as you stare at yourself in the mirror. 

What’s wrong with me?

The door abruptly opens making you jump as you quickly pretend to be washing hands until a familiar aroma grabs your attention. 

“Steve! What the fuck are you doing?! This is the girl’s bathroom!”

“Pfft like that ever stopped me before.” His eyes hungrily drank you in as you did the same. In high school he always dressed well but it was rare you saw him in suits. Now you imagined he wore them all the time and they accentuated his body in a way that had your mouth watering. 

“I was watching you around the party with your boyfriend. You seem…sad.”

“Well, I’m not.”

“Hm. Who are you trying to convince? Me or you?”

“Fuck off, Harrington. Alright? I left you and Hawkins for a reason. Just give me some peace.”

“Yeah, you did leave. You didn’t even say goodbye.”, he replied with an undertone of anger you couldn’t quite fathom. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. When should I have done that? While you were fucking the school slut or after you told me you didn’t love me.”

“I didn’t say that. I never said I didn’t love you.”

“PLEASE! You said I should have known what our relationship was and it wasn’t your fault I caught feelings for you! What was I supposed to take from that?!”

“Do you think my dad would have let us be together?! A rich Harrington with a poor Y/L/N? This isn’t a fairy tale, Y/N!”

“Of course! Steve Harrington, always looking out for himself!”

“What did you want me to do?!”

“I WANTED YOU TO FIGHT FOR ME!”

The bathroom door swings open again and you quickly grab his arm, shoving him into an empty stall as a group of girls gather at the sinks. As you listen to them talk, your head hangs as your brain swims in memories of the past. 

You never cared that he was a Harrington or that he had a ton of money attached to his name. Even though you two had a lot of bad moments, to you, the good always outweighed them. Steve always knew how to make you laugh and smile (when he showed up). He would come over on Friday nights with a movie and some food (because he didn’t want to risk you both being seen). At night when he would sneak through your window (at 1am), you would lay on his chest and talk about everything you both could think of (after he fucked you like a whore). 

Fingers gently lifted your chin, tilting your head so your eyes could meet his. As a tear fell down your cheek, he tenderly wiped it away with his thumb before cupping your face with his hands. You closed your eyes as his lips kissed your forehead, slowly trailing them down to your nose, and hovering just above your own.

Closing the distance, you pulled his mouth to yours as your palms slid down his back, trying to bring him closer to your body. 

You never forgot the taste of his kisses but you were grateful for the reminder. 

After forcing open your legs with his knee, your dress hiked up a bit allowing him easier access to your panty covered core as his hand effortlessly pressed the silky materiel against your clit. Biting your lip to stifle the moan, you felt him smile as his mouth latched on to your neck. Your eyes rolled as his tongue licked your skin and his fingers moved your underwear out of the way so he could guide two of them into your entrance.

Steve’s elbow locked in place as your knees started to buckle, holding you against the tile wall as you clung to his shoulders. It took every ounce of energy you had to remain quiet as his digits curled inside of you. The girls outside of the stall continued to gossip, completely unaware that the owner of their company was about to make their coworker’s girlfriend come undone.

Leaning back to look at you, the tip of his nose lightly grazed yours as your mouth fell open in a silent moan. Nodding his head, his beautiful eyes were begging you for something he needed you to say. Something he hadn’t heard since you left and you hadn’t said to anyone but him. 

“Please…Daddy.”, you mouthed and without hesitation he gripped the back of your neck, pulling your head to his shoulder as he pumped his fingers faster into your cunt.

The bathroom door banged shut as the women left and a loud moan you had been holding on to echoed through the room as you reached down to grip his wrist, trembling against him as you came. Yanking you back, he crashed his lips to yours as your tongues mingled together. 

“Please…please…”, you whimper as you push at his hand.

“It’s been a while, huh? Since you’ve had something big inside of you.”, he teased, grinning when your breathily laughed. “God, I missed you so much. I thought about you every day for the past five years. I love you, honey.” 

Something in your look gave him pause as he scanned your face. 

“What?” Pushing him backwards, you threw open the door to the stall while adjusting your dress and quickly checking yourself in the mirror to make sure you looked at least how you did when you came in here. “Hey, talk to me. What’s—”

As he reached for your arm, you turned around and smacked his cheek.

“How dare you. You think after everything you put me through you can just walk back into my life and expect things to be how they were?! I’m in a healthy relationship for once. He doesn’t bail on dates or disappear when I need him. Jacob actually shows me off and tells people I’m his girlfriend that he loves! I don’t cry every night because of something he said or did! I don’t—”

“Have sex the way you want?”, Steve interrupted snidely. “You don’t actually have any fucking fun because he’s so fucking boring you just want to walk into traffic. He doesn’t challenge you or make feel needed. He doesn’t know how fucking numb you really are. Jesus…”, he snickers. “You’re definitely not the same girl that left me.”

“That’s right because you broke her fucking heart!”

“Does he know that you don’t love him?” You freeze by the door at his question. “Does he know that you, honey, are exactly like me whether you like it or not. There’s a reason you’ve thought of me every day to. That’s the same reason you’re afraid to leave him.”

“Our relationship…was toxic…”

Tilting his head to the side, he reached into his suit pocket, grabbing a pack of cigarettes, and lighting one between his teeth. 

“That may be but that also doesn’t change the fact that you and I, baby girl, thrive on that shit.”

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you shake your head before addressing him and turning to leave.

“Stay away from me, Steven.”

#############

“Oof.”, Jacob groans as he slinks out of his suit jacket and throws himself down on the sofa. “It was a long day. We have a big account that landed in our lap and even your friend has been staying late to help.”

“He’s not my friend.”, you mumble as you continue focusing on the sink in front of you. 

You hadn’t been able to shake Steve from your brain since the party. Hell, you hadn’t been able to shake him for the last 5 years. You thought about him constantly but knew he was bad for you. Part of what got you through the heartache was telling yourself that he wasn’t missing you; that he didn’t care at all where you were or if you were even happy. 

But here he was telling you the opposite. Was he lying or did he genuinely care? From the few interactions you had with him he still seemed exactly the same. God, why couldn’t you get the warm fuzzy feelings he gave you with someone healthy?! Why did you have to fall in love with him? Why did he rile you up and get you going but by doing the worst things. 

“Honey? Are you alright? You seem kind of—”

“I’m fine, Jacob. I’m just exhausted.”

His hand gently caressed your back as his chin rested on your shoulder. “I understand. Is there anything I can do?”

Angrily, you slammed the plate in your hand back into sink, lightly pushing him aside as you entered the living room and began to pace. 

“Baby, what’s going on?”

“Stop it.”

“Stop what?”

“STOP BEING SO FUCKING NICE TO ME!”, you shout as frustrated tears began to fall. “Why do you alwayshave to be so nice?”

“How else should I be, Y/N?”

“I don’t know! Fucking…tell me to stop being a bitch or raise your voice a little bit. Throw me against a wall and fuck me into submission.” 

“Y/N, I still don’t get it. You’re telling me you want me to hurt you?”

“NO! I just want you to stop being so fucking passive! Show a bit more passion! How can you live life like this!? If you’re angry just be fucking angry and then do something about it!”

Placing his hands on his hips, his eyes glance over you as if confused on how to proceed. 

“You know what? Um, fuck it. I’m sorry, honey. I just…I had a weird day and I’m taking it out on you.” Wiping your eyes, you hastily grab your jacket from the nearby closet, and sling it over your shoulders. “I’m just going to go for a drive.”

“Y/N, wait! It’s pouring!”

Shutting the door, you cut him off as you stand in the yard and let the rainwater hit your face. It had been so long since you felt amped up like this. Backing out of your driveway, you head to the one person you know will understand.

***

“Yeah? What? I’m busy.”

“Uh Mr. Harrington, there’s a young lady here that says she knows you and was wondering if she could come up to talk to you.”

“I see. Carl? Does the young lady have a name or are we just letting any random women into the building?”,Steve asked the security guard sarcastically through intercom that connected to the top two floors. 

“Um, Y/N Y/L/N.”

“Ok, send her up.”, he sighs almost as if he’s annoyed by your presence. 

You bounce anxiously in the elevator as you take the ride up to the top floor and as soon as the doors ding open, you power walk towards the lighted up office at the end of hall.

“Y/N.”, Steve exhales without looking in your direction. “I’m extremely busy so if this isn’t important then make it quick.” When his eyes finally land on your soaked, agitated frame, his whole demeanor shifted as he came around his desk and cupped your face in his hands. “Jesus Christ, honey. What the fuck is going on? Are you alright?”

Tilting up on your toes, you hungerly press your lips against his.

“Baby…Baby…hang on…Stop!”, he shouts sternly as he pulls you back. “Tell me what happened right now.”

“You said you missed me and that you loved me.”, you pant as you try to tug out of his grip. “I didn’t. I didn’t miss you at all. The only thing I ever loved about you was your dick, Harrington.”

His eyes narrowed as his head tilted trying to get a read on you. 

“Why are you lying, little girl? You’re not supposed to lie to me remember?”

“Said the liar. I bet you didn’t miss me either with all that pussy you were getting back at Hawkins.”

“I can get pussy and still miss yours. The only difference is I actually enjoyed fucking those gorgeous women. When’s the last time you were fucked properly?”

“Jacob can get the job done. Trust me.”, you sass. 

“Then tell me, baby, why are you here with me?”

“Because I’m an idiot! Maybe, I should go home.”

As you turned to leave, he roughly grabbed your arm, spun you around, and kissed you again. It was a rough kiss loaded with need as you both clung to each other, you a bit more desperately than him. 

“Where’s my girl? I want my Y/N.”, he snarled angrily as he pulled your hair back, tilting your face up to meet his. 

“I told you. She’s gone.”

“I don’t believe you.” Pushing you down onto your knees, he continues to hold you firmly as he unbuckled and unbuttoned his pants with one hand. “I think she’s still there. She’s just hidden behind this false facade of someone ‘normal’.” As his slacks fall to his ankles, his cock springs free, and you salivate at the sight as he pumps it slowly in front of your face. “But we aren’t normal, are we, baby?”

As you try to lean forward to take him into your mouth, Steve pulls on your hair harder forcing you back while leaning down till his face was just inches above your own. 

“Ah, see? There she is. Hidden right under there.” His tone is full of snark but his beautiful features remain stoic as he continues to glare down at you. “Come on, honey. Give me what you got.”

Rearing back, a glob of spit leaves your mouth and lands just above his nose.

“Fuck you, Steve Harrington. I hate you.”

Wiping his hand over his face, he collects your saliva and strokes it along his cock.

“Jesus, baby, your anger and attitude just really fucking get me off.” Lifting you off your knees, he pushes you onto his desk, tearing off your jacket and shirt before slamming your back against the wood as your head hangs over the other side. 

You try to get up but he’s faster, holding his palm against your chest as he comes around his desk. 

“You remember our word right, Y/N? I wouldn’t be surprised if you forgot it. I imagine you haven’t needed it with the extremely mundane almost tedious style sex you’ve been having over the years.”, he chuckles, laughing at his own snark as you pout angrily beneath him. “DO you remember?”

“Yes I fucking remember!”

The palm on your chest slides easily up your skin and takes hold of your throat.

“Yes, you remember what?”

“I remember our safe word.”

Rolling his eyes, he lets you go just long enough to slap your cheek hard before holding you down again. 

“Yes, WHAT?!”

“YES, DADDY, I REMEMBER OUR FUCKING WORD!”

Steve’s hand moves behind your head, holding you up slightly as his leaking tip touches your lips, exhaling heavily when your tongue darts out to lick his slit and you moan at the taste of him. Opening your mouth wider, you allow him to push his cock in till he promptly hits the back of your throat making you gag. 

“That’s it, baby, take it like a good girl.”

Thrusting his hips, you flatten your tongue allowing him to use you as he pleases. Abruptly, the phone blares on his desk startling you but annoying him as he angrily grunts at the device. 

“God fucking damn it. Can’t have one fucking moment. Don’t move.”, he growls as he leans over to pick up the receiver. “Yeah, this is Harrington.” His long fingers grip your hair tighter as his cock subtly slides between your lips unable to remain still as your wet, slobber filled mouth warms him. 

“Seriously? This is why you called at 10pm? We have it covered. I have faith in the employees here.”

Even though his voice remained relatively calm despite what was happening, you knew him well enough to know he was using all his energy to do so. Deciding to rile him further, your hand reached up above you and gently massaged his balls the way you knew drove him crazy back in school. 

“Look, stop panicking. I-I-I…” You smiled in triumph as Steve stuttered over his words. “Fuck. No not you. Clark, just…just tell my dad to calm the fuck down. I haven’t run his company into the ground yet and I don’t…don’t plan on doing it any time soon.”

Slamming the phone back on the hook, he grips the side of your head with both hands as he thrusts his hips at a faster pace. 

“Did you think that was funny, little girl?! Did you think it was funny watching me squirm?” Holding you still, he stops moving when he feels your nose against his sack, grunting as your throat constricts around him. “That’s it, you fucking brat. Choke on it.”

Pulling himself all the way out, he allows you to collect air and watches with pride as the tears streak down your face. Once he feels like you’ve had enough of a break, he shoves his cock back down your throat, holding you still as you gag and drool around him. 

A frustrated sigh leaves his lips as he tugs you off him and walks around to the other side of the desk while shuffling off his pants as he unbuttons his shirt. 

“Come here, baby.”

As you fully sit up, you raise your hips so he can aggressively yank down your pants with your panties. Bringing you towards the edge of his desk, he falls to his knees, and puts your cunt on display for himself as he uses his fingers to hold open your puffy lips. 

“Fuck, sweetheart. I missed this pussy so much. You always smelled so fucking good.” You moan as Steve’s nose grazes your clit and his tongue licks between your folds. “Shit. And you tasted so fucking delicious to.”

His head falls between your legs and your fingers tangle in hair as he devours you like you were his last meal. The obscene sounds of slurps and his tongue flicking in and out of your core has you clenching tightly around him as your eyes roll to the back of your head. 

“Please, don’t stop, Steve. Oh my god.”, you whine. 

As your hips start to buck against him, his strong hands hold you down forcing you to stay still. You continue petting his head, occasionally tugging on his fluffy, soft strands making his groan reverberate through you. 

The phone beside you blares loudly again and he grunts in agitation as he gets to his feet, grabbing the cord to yank it from the wall. 

Taking his place between your legs, you both moan as he runs his mushroom tip along you slit and rests his forehead on yours.

“Beg me, Y/N. Tell me how bad you want my cock that you love oh so much and not me.”

“Please, Steve, I need—”

His palm around your throat cuts you off.

“No, little girl. Remember? You don’t care about me anymore. You don’t give a fuck about Steve Harrington. All you want is my dick right? Well, honey, this dick belongs to Daddy so beg him.”, he growled causing your breath to hitch. 

“Please, Daddy. I’m sorry. I need you to fuck me. I need to feel you fill me up.”

“Do you think you deserve it?”

“No.”, you whisper, your answer intriguing him as his head shifts to the side. “But I need it.”

Your hands run up his chest till you reach his neck, clinging to him as he slowly guides himself inside of you. You mouth dropped open in the shape of an O as he gradually pumps his hips, pushing himself deeper into your heat. 

“God damnit, Y/N, how long has it been? Your pussy isn’t used to a big cock anymore is she? You’re so fucking tight.”

“Still s-so cocky.”

Steve chuckles lightly, his head hanging as he bottoms out. 

“Still a fucking brat.”

Gripping both your thighs, he pulls back before thrusting his length hard inside of you, practically punching the air from your lungs. Falling flat onto his desk, he finds a steady pace that leaves the two of you panting and moaning.

Leaning his upper body over yours, his lips kiss yours sloppily as your tongues dance together.

“Fuck, baby girl, no one has ever taken my cock as well as you.” His face falls into the nook between your neck and shoulder as he bites at the flesh. “This pussy was made for me, Y/N.”

“Harder, Daddy.”

Taking hold of you, he lifts you off his desk and places you on the floor, lifting one of your legs over his shoulder as he pounds into you.

“Like that, honey? Yeah. Daddy knows. Daddy can take care of you.” With one hand clinging to your leg for leverage, he utilizes his other to bring his thumb to your clit making you whimper as his cock abuses your g-spot. “Cum, pretty girl. Cum all over my dick.”

Perching yourself up on your elbows, your eyes lock with his giving him more determination to push you over that ledge. When you do finally fall, he grunts at the feeling, fucking you through it as his thumb moves faster against you. 

“Atta girl. Fuck me. Your pussy won’t stop pulling me in. You really needed Daddy, huh, baby?”

Shakily your hand grabbed his wrist, silently begging him to stop and to your surprise he did, bringing his palm up to caress your cheek. Focusing on his own pleasure, he slammed into you so hard that you knew you would be sore tomorrow. 

Falling flat against your body, he rolled his hips a few more times before warming your insides with his release. 

The two of you laid together quietly for a few moments until he finally rolled on to his back. Sneaking a glance your way, Steve noticed you were trembling and sat up to grab his jacket off the floor where he had tossed it to place it over your body like a blanket. 

“Thank you.”, you murmur as you bring it up closer to your neck. 

“For the jacket or the sex?” As you turn your head to look at him, he does the same. “That’s what you came here for right? Because I know it wasn’t for me. I guaran-God damn-tee if your boyfriend or any other guy fucked you the way I did, you’d be with them right now.”

“You’re right.” Steve huffed as he fully sat up and leaned against the sofa he had in his office. “What do you want me say, Harrington? I tried for two years to get you to claim me and every time you pushed me away.”

“And every time you still came back.”

“So that gave you license to treat me like garbage?!”

“No! I’m just… I’m just saying there’s a reason for that.”

“Yeah and not a good one. Steve…what we have…had… yeah the sex is amazing but everything else is unhealthy. The missed dates, angry calls, the fighting, the fucking cheating… we are toxic.”

He sighs heavily before giving you his full attention.

“Yeah, well, if we’re toxic then I’d rather go down with you than anyone else.” Shaking your head, you get to your feet as you quickly grab your clothes and start to put them on. “I know you feel the same, Y/N, or else you wouldn’t be here. You like all that bullshit because at least you’re feeling something other than fucking boredom. Trust me, I tried to. I tried doing the healthy ‘normal’ thing. I wanted to fucking gouge my eyes out by the end of the day. It took me awhile to realize that all the women I was with including her… I just kept wishing they were you.”

“This was a mistake. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have—”

“No, no, no, no, honey. Please, trust me. I feel like we can make this work.”

“Well, I don’t.”

Backing away from you, he folded his arms as he leaned against his desk. You knew this look very well, always referring to it as “the shutdown”. His wall was going up which means he was going to make this situation as complicated as possible.

The butterflies in your tummy fluttered in anticipation at the notion.

Why am I like this? Why can’t I be normal?

“Ok, Y/N. We can play this game but just remember, little girl, I’m way better at it than you.”

############

@daysinthephoenix @sophiejayne-illustrations713

[alotofrandomfangirling]

Dance with me? (Roronoa Zoro x f!reader)

Summary: you try to convince Zoro to dance to a slow song with you.

A/n: okay so i love dancing. And i love Zoro. So i thought: why not have Zoro dancing?! And then this idea came out 🤣 it's kinda short, just cause i wanted to write down this scenario ajskajakja i hope you like it though 🩷 this was slightly inspired by Selena Gomez's Body Heat. This song isn't as slow as the song i imagine them dancing to in the fic but the lyrics fit sooo well 🤭 also let's pretend there's a band playing at the Baratie lmaooo

Warnings: drinking, swearing, maybe ooc Zoro (i just had to get this man dancing yk ajskajksja)

"We're connected by the sun

And all of the stars above

You melt me and my body feels no shame

And I don't care tonight

If it burns too bright

'Cause, baby, that's why I came"

You were at the Baratie celebrating after very a successful mission!

Luffy and Usopp were inside eating as much as they could (like always lol) and you were outside watching the band play and the people dance.

Sitting with you and sharing drinks, there were your best friend Nami and your crush Roronoa Zoro.

Yep, you were crushing on the moss haired swordsman ever since you joined the straw hats.

You thought about confessing to him several times, but you were really afraid of being rejected and making things awkward at the Going Merry. No, you couldn't risk that, not when you loved your crew that much.

What you didn't know is that the pretty swordsman felt exactly the same, even though he tried to fight that feeling everytime you flashed your beautiful smile at him.

yeah two idiots secretly in love with each other oh well ajskajskaj

The three of you were just relaxing and drinking when the band started playing one of your favorite songs. It was a slow and romantic song that touched deep into your heart.

- oh my gosh, i love this song - you closed your eyes and started swaying to the beat. It felt wonderful.

You weren't sure if it was the alcohol making you brave or if you just couldn't stand hiding your feelings anymore, but you turned to face Zoro and you were so certain of what you were saying even he was a bit surprised.

- come on, dance with me - you said, very sure of your words.

- what? No. I don't do "dancing", (Y/N). - Zoro replied, crossing his arms and looking away, knowing very well that if he kept looking at your beautiful eyes he was going to give in at some point.

- please, it's just one song... i can lead you - you said almost pleading.

You approached him and put your small hand on his strong arm (yep, the alcohol definitely was making you brave). That's when he couldn't resist anymore and turned to look at you.

- please, Zoro... for me?

The way you said that and tilted your head slightly to the side made Zoro feel something deep inside of him he never had felt before. How could he say no to you?

He rolled his eyes:

- okay, okay... but just one song. Make it quick.

You were so happy you nearly jumped out of your seat.

- yay!! It'll be short, i promise. Let's go! - you said clapping and happily standing up.

He got up too and you grabbed his hand to lead him to the dance area. Yes, you just grabbed the Roronoa Zoro's hand and pulled him with you. Maybe it weren't the drinks, maybe you were just really determined to be with him ajskajskaj

When you got there, you started giving him the directions.

- okay, you have to put your hands here - you grabbed both his hands and placed them on your waist. The touch was so soft and intimate it made your whole skin tingle - and i go here - you placed your arms around his neck.

You could feel he was still a bit suspicious about the whole thing for how tense his muscles felt, but you decided you were going to make that a good time for both of you.

- hey, you're tense - you said softly - just... relax, okay? I know it may seem scary but dancing is supposed to be fun. You don't have to be a pro to enjoy it, just... feel it. It's just you and I having a good time together. No pressure at all.

Little did you know Zoro wasn't feeling nervous because of the dancing. Well, maybe a bit (he had never done that before ajskajskaj), but it wasn't the main reason.

He was nervous for being that close to you. God knows what he could do being so close to the girl he had been crushing on for so long.

You ran your hands through his shoulders and arms, trying to calm him down and feeling his strong muscles slowly relaxing under your touch.

- now you just focus on the beat and move along. When i move right, you move right. When i go back, you go forward. Just... feel it and enjoy - you said kindly and you started moving with the song.

You both moved smoothly through the dance floor and it felt amazing.

- see, it's not that hard. I'm sure you've faced bigger challenges than this one, pirate hunter - you emphasized these two words in a mocking way.

That made him chuckle and look down, feeling a bit shy.

Yes! You made him laugh 🤩 you loved knowing you were the one to create such cute sight.

On the other hand: fuck, you made him laugh 💀 everytime he smiled it made you weak on your knees and you couldn't even think straight.

That's when you closed your eyes and rested your head on his chest, while you both just moved along to the beat. It was such a blissful moment, dancing to a song you loved and sharing it with a person you loved too.

Being there with him, enjoying the beat, feeling safe in Zoro's arms... you felt like you could live in that moment forever.

When you lifted your head and looked into his eyes again, it was like the rest of the world disappeared. There was just the two of you, holding each other and sharing loving looks.

You were so close and you could feel his eyes staring at your lips. You took that as a sign.

You cupped his cheek and slowly went in for a kiss.

Was that really happening?! You wanted to pinch yourself to check if all of that wasn't actually another delulu dream of yours.

But it was real. You could feel it.

The kiss was soft and sweet, but also full of emotion.

When you parted you were blushing madly so you just hid your face on his chest again and went back to dancing. This time you could feel he laid his head on top of yours too and that made your heart so warm. And that's because you didn't know he was enjoying it so much he had his eyes closed too, or else you would have exploded.

You knew at some point later you and Zoro would have to discuss feelings and stuff, but at that moment all that mattered was enjoying now.

You stayed like that for another few seconds until the song ended and everyone started clapping at the band. You and Zoro parted and smiled at each other. crap there was that pretty smile again

- see, you nailed it! - you said playfully punching him - thank you for coming with me, it was so nice. And i kept my promise, short and quick - you chuckled.

- yeah... now i kinda wish it lasted longer though - he said trying to look away to hide the small blush that was on his cheeks. Now besides smiling!Zoro, you also had him blushing?! It was definitely a dream.

You hooked your arm in his and led him out the dance area.

When you were going back to your seats, you saw Nami staring at you with a smug face. Damn, was she watching the whole thing?! Prepare for teasing in 3, 2...

- what a show, huh? - Nami said smirking and raising her eyebrows.

- shut up, Nami - Zoro said nonchalantly as he sat down and crossed his arms again, with that "100% done" face of his to try to hide the faint blush that was still on his cheeks.

You just chuckled and sat down for another drink, still feeling the bliss of that amazing moment you had just lived.

And you know what, the night was just beginning. Who knows what else could happen 😉

"Let's go all night

Just you and me

If you're the flame, I'm kerosene"

[linos-luna]

Hi! I was wondering if you're taking requests? If so could to write some yandere + smutt stuff with Wonho? (If you're ok with it, could you try to write something really dark?)

Oh yay Wonho! Sure thing ☺️

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A little Jealousy ❣️🔪

Yandere!Wonho x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ , smut, yandere, violence, extreme jealousy, unprotected sex, possessiveness, fingering, overstimulation, light knife play, threats of violence, DUB CON

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Your boyfriend was an interesting guy. Although he’s a fairly big muscular man, Hoseok gave off the impression of someone that could be taken advantage of. Someone that will just let things happen. Perhaps that’s the Pisces in him. But you knew that wasn’t the truth. He is very sweet and loveable but he’s also very obsessive. Sometimes he loved a little too hard and is easily jealous. This paired with his size made him very scary and you often tried to stay on his good side. But that’s not always possible.

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Thinking back on it, you probably should’ve done more to stop it. Then again, you had been drinking a little, so your judgment could be impaired. But your boyfriend didn’t seem to care because here you were, in the passenger seat with tears rolling down your cheeks as you waited for him to get in the car. So what was your crime?

Well for starters, you had gone out with Wonho and his friends. Changkyun had invited you both and the rest of the friend group for a game night and some light drinking. After going out for dinner, you all came back to his place, pulling out the drinks.

It was in the middle of a game of uno that a lightly tipsy Changkyun was making more suggestive comments. The others saw it as light fun, not taking it serious. But your boyfriend didn’t see it that way. This playful flirting only made him even angrier when you playfully flirted back. At some point he got in between you both, his arm slamming on the table you were all playing on, he was facing his friend.

“Hey! You’re cheating!” Minhyuk called out laughing.

“Yeah… there goes our game.” Hyungwon said sarcastically while shrugging.

But Wonho paid them no mind.

“What’s up, man?” Changkyun said casually, looking up at the man.

Now your boyfriend wasn’t one to confront people like this, especially his own friends so this surprised you.

“Do you think this is funny?”

Changkyun looked at him confused and shook his head. “What are you talking about?”

“Do you think this is funny?!!” He repeated, now yelling and slamming his hand to the table again. This caused you to jump back and alerted all his friends at the table. Suddenly the fun atmosphere was gone.

“Hey baby-”

“Shut up!” He interrupted you, causing you to back up. The others got up from their seats and hyungwon went over to you after seeing how stunned and hurt you looked.

“Hyung, you can’t-”

Before hyungwon could finish, your boyfriend cut him off and glared at him. “Shut! Up! This little shit thinks he’s so sly! Flirting with my girl!”

“That’s not what I was doing! We’re just having fun” Changkyun tried reasoning.

Wonho grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him up before Shownu stopped him.

“Stop it!” He said sternly and Wonho complied, setting the youngest back down. The others were stunned to see him act this way.

“In the car….” He said, not looking directly looking at you, but you know who the message was for.

“But-”

“Now!!”

You quickly grabbed your bag and head out the door, ignoring the others who tried to stop you.

And now here you were, sitting in the car, cold and tears coming down your cheeks. It probably hadn’t been that long but you felt like you’ve been waiting in that car forever. You didn’t know what was going on inside, just assuming that your boyfriend was getting in a heated argument.

Soon he came back, slamming the car door as he came in. You only looked down at your hands as he started driving. It was an awkward ride. No one said anything but you could see just how angry he looked.

Once home, Wonho grabbed your arm and pulled you inside, you almost tripped over some steps but he was pulling you so hard at you would’ve continued being dragged along with no issue.

“Now you’re gonna listen to me.” He said, pushing you to your knees. “I don’t appreciate you being a little slut with my friends!”

“I wasn’t being-”

Suddenly Wonho kicked you in the stomach, causing you to topple over in pain.

“Why would you do that?!” You cried.

“I’m sick and tired of everyone taking advantage of me! You think you’re so slick?! Well you’re not!!”

He kicked you again, causing you to cry out before he left to the kitchen. You tried getting up but your gut was sore.

He came back with a small but sharp knife and you backed up as soon as you saw it. “Baby…? What are you doing…?”

The man crouched down to your level as you backed into the wall and held the knife to your chin.

“I’m not your baby.” He said bluntly. “I’m older, so try again.”

“Sir… o-oppa…?”

He nodded lifted to your feet then grabbing both your wrists in one hand.

“Bab- oppa please! I’m sorry I made you angry!”You were resisting but he continued dragging you.

“Get over here…” Wonho said, getting frustrated as he threw you to the bed, hard enough that you bounced right off to the floor.

You squealed as he grabbed you from the floor by your arm and laid you on your stomach, bending you over the bed.

“You’re gonna learn your lesson little girl.” Wonho said, almost laughing. This was terrifying and you couldn’t turn around to see what was happening.

He was unbuckling his belt and you looked to the side, noticing it being thrown along with the sound of his pants dropping. Before you could say anything you felt your pants being yanked off along with your underwear.

“O-oppa…” you’re voice was shaking, now deathly afraid of him. “W-what-”

Suddenly you felt a sting to your ass causing you to nearly scream.

“Shut it! You’re mine and I will do whatever I fuckin please!” He yelled.

He grabbed the knife from the nightstand and held it to your bare thigh. “Make any movements I don’t like and… well…” he paused and lightly cut your thigh causing you to cry out in pain. It was shallow enough to be nothing too serious but enough to draw just a little bit of blood. But it still hurt all the same since your thighs were pretty sensitive. You were trying to stay still but you were still shaking as he pulled off his boxers. At this point you were going to comply, you needed to really.

Wonho grabbed your arms and pinned your wrists to your back before rubbing his cock to your pussy. You breathing hitched as you felt him suddenly enter. “O-oppa-…”

“Hush baby. Let me do what I do best. I know you want it. Your such a slut for cock.” He replied smugly as he started thrusting. “Looks like you’ll take anyone’s cock…”

You weren’t exactly ready for that; you were still very tight although you found yourself almost feeling some pleasure in this sick punishment.

At this point you were being railed into the bed, you yelled out at first in pain but now in pleasure as you were getting violently fucked dumb. He was holding your wrists so tightly behind your back that they will definitely be sore afterwards.

“Oppa!” You panted.

“I know what you want.” He said, slowing down a little before reaching his hand down to your clit. He was violently rubbing it with his fingers, causing you to cum with a loud moan of his name. He also came.

For a moment you were relieved, thinking this was the end and he got all his anger out but this was before he suddenly flipped you around with his hand to your throat. He was choking you pretty hard and you felt really dizzy and disoriented, but before you could pass out he’d let go, then do it again. As he did this, he continued rubbing your clit, overstimulating you even more to the point where you’re crying and practically squirt.

He let go of your throat for a moment, letting you breathe and cough a little. You were weak and exhausted and of course, very sore. You could barely keep your eyes open and were in a daze.

“Please sir… no more…” you panted weakly.

Wonho grabbed and pushed you to the floor on your knees, you could barely hold yourself up.

“Do it…”

You weakly sat back on your ankles and grabbed his cock. It was huge and you knew you wouldn’t be able to fit it in your mouth completely. You took it in, sucking lightly and slowly bobbing your head. This is before Wonho grabbed your head and started thrusting, fucking your throat hard that it was causing you to constantly gag. You then slumped over after nearly choking on his cum.

Wonho grabbed you by the shoulders and laid you on the bed. At this point you were too weak to do anything and your boyfriend liked you like this. Your legs were spread and knees lightly raised.

“We got to lay some new ground rules…” he said, hovering over you. You could barely focus on him.

“First, don’t talk to any boys! I don’t care if they’re my friends or any of your once friends.”

You could barely nod but suddenly tensed up when you felt the tip of the knife at your thigh.

“Y-yes sir!” You replied quickly, closing your eyes.

“Second, you’re my baby… therefore I have to be with you at all times.”

“O-oppa-…” suddenly you were cut off by an intense feeling between your legs, causing you to gasp.

“Understand?!” He said sternly, now rubbing your clit again with his fingers.

“Y-yes sir!” You cried out, still feeling very overstimulated.

He stopped for a moment and smiled in satisfaction.

“Third… no talking back to me.”

“Y-Yes sir…” you said weakly.

“If you break any of these rules, you will be severely punished. Got it?!” He emphasized the last part and rubbed harder on your clit.

“Yes sir! Yes!” You cried out, your hips bucking a little. You were about to cum again.

“I’m glad we’ve reached an understanding…” Wonho said with a smile, rubbing your clit for the last time, watching you fall apart again when cumming. You were shaking and too weak to move.

Wonho then gently lifted you up and placed you further up the bed so you head could be in the pillows.

“Your my baby girl…” he said to himself as he watched you fall asleep.

“And I’ll kill anyone that gets in the way of that…”

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Ngl, this one was a challenge. Wonho is like a soft bear. But I did my best 😅

[hearts4leeknow]

bf!skz hyung line reacting to you randomly hugging them

Warnings: none

Genre: fluff

Paring: skz (seperate) x reader

a/n: i promise i have ideas i js dont have time to write them 😭

#^bangchan

You were bored sitting around in your shared apartment, Bangchan was on his phone all day and you wanted his attention. So you decided to run up to him and give him a big hug. You ran up to chan, throwing yourself on him, you inhaled his scent and relaxed your whole body.

“Baby?” Chan giggled. “what was that for!”

“Mmh, I wanted attention.” You whined, pulling back to look at him.

“Okay, then you have my attention now.” He smiled putting him phone down, lightly caressing your face. You let out a light ‘yay’ and started talking away, laughing and cuddling. Yeah you really did have his attention (for the past 2 hours) now.

#^leeknow

Lee know had just finished taking a shower having practice prior to that. He was reading a book in bed while you were finishing up making dinner for the two of you.

You walked in to your shared bedroom smiling seeing him reading with a serious face which you found cute. He looks so huggable, you thought. He wore a fluffy hot chocolate coloured oversized turtle neck, he had his black and gold glasses on.

How has he hasn’t noticed me yet? You wondered.

Suddenly you fed into the urge to hug him, immediately running up to him and hugging him from the side of the bed.

“Agh, kitten, what’s up.” Minho was taken by surprised.

“Dinners ready…you just looked so squishy and huggable in that oversized turtle neck.” You flashed him a bright smile, as you pulled away from the hug.

“Hm, well lets go eat dinner, and i’ll think about if you’re allowed to cuddle me tonight.” He smirked.

“What! I didn’t do anything wrong though…” You whined, pouting your lips.

“To bad, baby” He shoved the duvet off of his lower half of his body stepping off the bed. You walked back into the kitchen waiting for him sit down and eat with you.

#^changbin

“ah, im so tired…” You mumbled under a huge sigh. You kicked off your shoes with a huff, dragging your feet all the way to your shared bedroom. You entered the room to see changbin on his computer, at the side of the bed, you lazily walk up behind him and slouched on top of him crouched body.

“baby, my back hurts get up, ill give you a proper hug..” Changbin whines,

“Fine” You reply lifting you body up only to be pulled into a tight hug shortly after.

“what’s up with you?” He question, seeing your tired state.

“bad day at work, I had some rude customers” You sigh explain what your work day had been like.

“Alright, wanna order take out and cuddle in bed?” He asked with a cheeky smile.

“Sounds like a pleasant idea, binnie” You giggled as you let go of the hug and dragged him to bed.

#^hyunjin

You were working on a painting you just recently started when you heard the front door unlock and open. That meant Hyunjin was home. You were quick to get up from you seat and ran to the front door, he just came back from tour and you missed him a ton. Before he could take off his shoes you jumped on to him, giving him a big koala hug.

“Princess, what’s up with you? You never just run up and hug me, I mean i’m not complaining” Hyunjin questioned with no intention of letting go of the hug.

“I missed you, like a lot” You mumbled closing your eyes and inhaling his scent.

“awe, I missed you too princess. Can i have a welcome back kiss?” He teased.

“Maybe later if I feel like it” You gave a cheeky smile.

“Please?” Hyunjin gave you puppy eyes, “I just got back from tour and I didn’t have your kisses for months”

“Okay fine” You giggled giving him a quick peck.

FIN

a/n: someone give me request and ideas istg!!

[yelenasdiary]

for the Flufftober can you do florence pugh x reader where they have a 4/5 year old daughter and it’s Halloween and reader dresses thier daughter up as one of flos characters and surprises flo. hope that makes sense 

Mini Amy March || Flufftober

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: Your 5-year-old daughter wants to dress up as one of her mommy’s characters for Halloween

Fluff | 2K | No Warnings

AC:  Absolutely loved this idea! I gave it a little twist; I hope you enjoy! Ps. I got carried away, whoops. 

Flufftober Masterlist

“Mama!” your little girl came running into your arms as you waited for her outside her classroom, “Hi baby!” you smiled scooping her up into your arms careful not to crumple her new drawing. “How was your day sweetheart?” you brushed the messy locks of brown hair from her face, a beautiful reminder of her mother’s hair. “We made decorations for Halloween!!” she boosts as you gently placed her on feet as she showed her the picture of a pumpkin coloured in a bright orange colour with her name on the top right-hand corner. “I have more in my bag, Miss Fisher said we should hang them up at home” she smiled widely with a hint of puppy eyes to convince you. 

“Of course, we can hang these up! Mommy is going to love them” you smiled as you reached for her tiny hand. “Is mommy home yet?” Alaïa jumped with excitement. Your wife, Florence, had been away filming a new movie for Disney. She was so excited for your shared daughter to watch her in a more family friendly movie. Alaïa already loved watching Puss in Boots 2 and quickly made it one her favourite movies to watch on movie night. “Not yet bug” you replied as the two of you walked to the car. “But Halloween is only 3 sleeps away, Mama!” she pouted. “Mommy will be home before Halloween, I promise” you gave her hand a little squeeze. “How about we go shopping tomorrow for your Halloween costume?” you suggested in hopes of cheering her up, she jumped up and down once again with excitement. 

“I want to dress up as the mommy in the flower dress with flowers in her hair!” Alaïa hoped into her car seat for you to buckle her in. “Oh, how about we look around first?” you suggested seeing as Midsommar is a dark movie and Alaïa only knew about the look from the photo of Florence in the impressive flower dress that hung up on the wall at home. “Please mama! I want to look like the May Queen!!” she pouted once more. “What about Goldilocks and we could put some flowers in your hair still?” you threw another suggestion at her, but she shook her head and was set on being a mini may queen and you knew better than to start an argument with a young child who’s just had a big day at school. “Let’s talk more about it after dinner” you placed a kiss on her forehead, “I was thinking we could make home-made pizza’s, how does that sound?” you added. Alaïa smiled widely and nodded erratically causing a chuckle from yourself before closing the door. 

Dinner was a fun fulfilled evening with Alaïa enjoying every moment of making her own pizza with all the goodness from the homegrown vegetables. Bathroom went smoothly without any more conversation about her Halloween costume to your relief then it was time to facetime Mommy to tell her all about her exciting day. 

“I miss you mommy, when are you coming home?” she pouted through the phone. 

“You’re in luck baby girl because mommy misses you so, so much that I’ll be coming home tomorrow!” Florence replied with a wide smile when your daughter couldn’t contain her excitement, “YAY!!” she squealed causing both you and Florence to chuckle in awe at how excited she was. “I hope you’re being a good girl for mama” Florence spoke once Alaïa calmed. “She’s been the best, like always! Haven’t you sweetie” you placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. “Mommy can you stay on the phone for bedtime story? Please?” Alaïa asked with her best impression of puppy eyes, better than the ones she gave you earlier in the day. “Of course, I can, have you brushed your teeth and got Mr Snuggles?” Florence asked the young girl who nodded with another sweet smile. “Well then my little pumpkin, what story are we reading?” her next question followed as you followed Alaïa to her bedroom to tuck her in.

Not that it surprised either of you but Alaïa was fast asleep before the story from her storybook of fairy tales ended, cuddled with her stuffed blue whale that she called ‘Mr Snuggles’ you gave her a soft kiss on her cheek as Florence whispered a goodnight before you turned her lamp off and left the room with her nightlight on. 

“So, you’re home tomorrow I hear?” you smiled. “I’m actually about to head to the airport in about 10 minutes so I should be home in time for dinner” Florence explained as she continued to pack her suitcase as she had been doing during story time. “I can’t wait to see you, I miss you” you didn’t realise you were giving a soft pout until Florence made a joke, “oh, so that’s where our baby girl gets her pout from” she chuckled. “Just you wait to see what she has planned for Halloween” you joked back with a smile. “I’m excited to see you both, I’ve missed you so much” you heard her zip up her last suitcase and gave you her iconic pout, “now whose pouting?” you chuckled, “I miss you too baby, have a safe flight, I love you” you added after she playfully rolled her eyes, “I love you too darling, I’ll see you tomorrow, kisses!” she blew you a kiss before you both said your goodbyes. 

After giving the kitchen a good clean up and the living room a tidy up from her toys you sat down with a sigh as your eyes travelled to the photo of Florence behind the scenes of Midsommar. Your thoughts wondered to what people might think of your 5-year-old dressed up as a character from such a movie, you tried to think of alternatives but somehow still included a flower crown as you knew that was what really drew your daughter to that idea. Then it hit you, that one scene of Florence as Amy March in a flower crown, perfect! You thought before googling to find an image to show Alaïa in the morning. 

You were awoken by a very excited young child jumping at the foot of your bed, “mama wake up!!” she spoke in a puff from all the jumping. “Good morning missy!” you smiled before she landed on top of you and attacked you with cuddles. “Mommy is coming home today!” she smiled widely, “that she is! Just before dinner she told me” You replied with a kiss on her cheek, “shall we get some breakfast and get ready to go to the mall?” you asked. Alaïa slide off the bed and nodded with excitement, “I want fruit salad again!” and with that you took her downstairs and made her a small bowl of fruit salad before getting her dressed for the mall. 

While you showered, you gave your phone to Alaïa to keep her entertained for 5 minutes so you could freshen up, leaving the phone open to the photo of Flo as Amy for her little eyes to see. A sly smile tugged at your lips when you walked out of the bathroom in your robe to see Alaïa showing you the photo, “Mommy look so pretty! Like a princess!” she spoke, “I think I want to dress up as this photo mama!” she added, your plan worked. Now the stress of judgment left your mind and hoped she wouldn’t noticed how you were able to change her mind. “That’s mommy from her movie, Little Women, do you remember that one?” you asked her, knowing she might not remember the film she watched while Florence was away. Sometimes just seeing Flo on the TV was enough to keep her from missing her mother while she was away filming. 

Alaïa shook her head and returned her attention to the photo in front of her, “will the mall have a crown like this one?” she asked. “If they don’t, we’ll make one!” you smiled as you grabbed your outfit form the wardrobe. The little girl smiled once more before you dashed into the bathroom to change. 

After shopping you took Alaïa to the park as she was a good girl while shopping. You were able to find a few flower crowns to work with and a nice little blue dressed and a blonde wig to complete the outfit. Alaïa played with some new friends she made within the first 5 minutes of arriving, a tops to Florence for handing down her wonderful social skills. Alaïa never had trouble making new friends and often asked for sleepovers. “Come on honey, we’ve got to get home and washed before dinner” you called out after a few hours of play. Alaïa came running towards you with her water bottle in hand. “Mama, can we keep Halloween a secret from mommy? Lacy is keeping her costume a surprise from her daddy!” she asked with red cheeks, you nodded, “of course we can” you smiled. 

Like promised, Florence was home by the time you and Alaïa walked through the front door. “Mommy!!” she ran towards Florence with open arms. “There’s my big girl!” Florence scooped her up and hugged her tightly, “You’ve grown!” she added. “Something smells good” you smiled as you pecked your wife’s lips, the kitchen filled with the warm smell of dinner. “Are you girls hungry?” she asked. “Yes!” Alaïa replied as Flo placed her back on her feet, “go get washed up and dinner will be ready by the time you come back” Flo smiled before Alaïa ran off to the bathroom. 

“Come here you” she turned to you and pulled you close, “hi” she smiled softly as she kissed you tenderly. “Hi yourself” you smiled against her lips, “why don’t you go relax in the bath for a bit and I’ll do bedtime” she suggested. You knew she just wanted to take this time to be with your daughter after weeks away, there was no argument from you as you kissed her one last time before taking yourself upstairs to run a bath. 

Halloween came with much excitement from your shared daughter who couldn’t wait to show her costume to her mommy.

“Mommy close your eyes!” Alaïa said with a cheer. “They’re closed!” Florence called back from the living room. “You look so pretty baby!” you snapped a few photos before allowing her to rush out to the living room with her wig that you styled to look like a young Amy March and her blue dress sat perfectly just above her ankles to stop from dragging on the ground, her favourite piece, the flower crown that she modelled proudly for you. 

“Are you ready Mommy?” Alaïa called out after you put your phone down. “Sure, am honey!” the British accent came up the stairs. “Be careful going down the stairs, I don’t want you to tumble” you said as you followed your daughter out of her bedroom. Of course, she didn’t listen and rushed out the stairs without tumbling. “Open them!” she twirled her dress as Florence opened her eyes. 

“Oh, my goodness! Look at you!!” Florence gasps as she took in the sight. “I’m you mommy! From that movie” she caused to think then turned to you for help, “little women” you whispered for her. “From little women” she said in her little voice. “You make a very cute Amy March” Florence smiled, “you’re so adorable!” she added before smothering her with kisses all over her little face. “Stop mommy!” the little girl giggled. “If you’re ready to go trick or treating you best get your pumpkin bowl” Flo grinned. Alaïa ran back to her room to grab the missing item, Florence looked at you with the softest eyes, “You know, at first she wanted to go as Dani” you explained, “but I got worried with what others might have thought about that idea so maybe we revisit that one in a few years” you added. Florence didn’t say a word, she walked up to you and pulled you closer to her by placing her hands on your waist, “you’re the best mother to her, I love you and I love our family” she spoke before her lips were on yours again. 

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[nkirukaj]

Fawning for You (18)

Pairing: Alastor x Voe (Fem!OC)

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: ANGST (& Humor!)

Word Count: 6K

18. Everything Changes

“Game on,”

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“Good morning Voe,”

“Good morning Dr. Wither,” Voe cautiously takes a seat in the armchair that Dr. Wither has for patients

The doctor smiles “You’re really showing now!”

Voe nods “Yeah, it’s getting difficult to ignore at this point,” she laughs as she sinks into the chair “Whoa,”

“Tell me about that, about how that makes you feel. Have you finally discussed it with your husband?”

“Yes, I did and we had a bit of a spat with each other over it,”

“Over what?”

She plays with her fingers “Well I had this whole plan to tell everyone but he pressured me to tell before I was ready,”

“And did you talk about that with him?”

“Yeah, just recently actually,”

“And what did you two discuss?”

She thinks “Mostly about whether or not I wanted an apology,”

Dr. WIther sits back “Then you didn’t really address the issue did you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why were you upset that your plan was ruined?”

“Well, I guess, because I put a lot of thought into it and this was something that I was able to control which I Haven’t had in a while,”

“Did you tell your husband that?”

She squints “No…”

“Then you didn’t address the issue,”

She sits there, mouth shaped like an O “I suppose I didn’t then,”

“You need to always address the issue otherwise he doesn’t know what it is that he’s apologizing for. Also, you don’t know what apology you’re accepting,”

Voe rolls her head around “So I should bring it up again?”

“Well everyone knows, so you might as well not bring it up again,”

“So what exactly do you think I should do?”

The doctor thinks “Have you thought of a baby shower?”

Voe’s eyes light up “No!”

“You should have one to celebrate then. Maybe you can’t do your pregnancy announcement, but you can celebrate yourself. Is that the real issue? That you wanted to celebrate yourself?”

“Hmm, maybe. I still feel sore about my announcement,”

“That’s to be expected, but instead of fixating on things you can’t change, maybe deal with the actual issue and address it. You wanted to feel celebrated. Okay, so instead of the announcement do a baby shower!”

“Okay! I can do that!” She tries to stand, but can’t on her own. Dr. Wither helps her up.

Dr. Withers lets go of her arm “Also, next time just communicate to your husband, ‘I want to feel celebrated’, and all the the vitriol can be avoided. Married couples are supposed to be happy, not spending time ignoring one another. Okay?”

“Okay!” Voe steadies herself

The doctor looks at her phone “Wonderful, that’s time! I’ll see you at your next session! Your assignment is to communicate your needs to your husband. Make your thoughts known. And have a baby shower!”

“We need to have a baby shower,” Voe told her husband later

Alastor looks up from his novel “I’m sorry, we need to have a baby shower?”

She blinks “Yes,”

“Are we having a baby shower??” Charlie burst into the conversation, and the pair stared at her “Can we have a gender reveal??”

“What do you mean ‘we’?” Voe asked

“I assumed you wanted help,”

“Oh okay, but I’ll tell you I’m not doing a damn thing,”

Charlie grins “Okay baby mama,”

Voe squints and grimace. She turns back to Alastor “We have to do this to make up for my lack of announcement,”

He closes the novel “Very well,”

“Yay!!” Charlie jumps up and down clapping

“She might be more excited than me,” She whispered to Alastor

“She’s more excited than everyone,” he smiles at his wife and kisses her on the cheek

She’s startled “Oh! What was that for?”

“Just blessing me with your presence,” 

“How sweet!” Charlie squeals

Vaggie comes by and pushes her girlfriend out “Okay, come on Charlie,” “It’s so beautiful Vaggie,” they hear as the women get further and further

Voe looks down at Alastor “May I sit?”

He offers his lap to her and she takes a seat “A little heavier are we?”

“You’re carrying your wife and child,”

“What do you suppose it is? Girl? Boy? Lizard?”

She punches Alastor in the chest “Stop!”

He laughs “So are you inviting all your little fans or are we keeping it small?”

“My relationship with my fans is parasocial,”

“Oh, so you want to keep it a secret? They are going to hate that,”

“Perhaps I’ll hold a contest, one fan can come,”

“Ooh, a bloodbath. Maybe you are a bit evil,”

She chuckles “Would you have married me if I wasn’t?”

“Let’s focus on the future,”

She slaps his arm “Anyway, I’m hoping it’s a girl,”

“Huh, I do too,”

“Really? Why?”

He shrugs “I’m not sure, I’ve always wanted a little girl running around,”

“Oooh, girl Dad,”

“I suppose,”

_______________________

“Welcome Sovereign Overlords. We are gathered here to introduce and welcome our newest Overlord, Miss Voe,” Carmilla Carmine gestures towards her as the other Overlords clap cordially and Voe waves politely.

“Well this is fun,” Voe whispers to her husband

“Now you can contribute, congrats! But remember you think before you say things,”

She tilts her head “I always do that,”

He blinks at her “Yes but, think more,”

Voe purses her lips and says “Well I’m up for questions if anyone has got some,”

“Okay…” Carmilla breathes

She turns to Alastor “Should I not have said that?”

“Oh, you’re fine darling. We just have business to attend to,”

The Vees are in the corner laughing like schoolchildren

“What are they talking about?” she asks, tilting her head

“Ignore them,” Alastor tells her

“The number of our souls has remarkably gone up. I just want to express how proud I am of all of you,” she says with no change in tone,

“As we are of you Carmilla,” Zestial jumps him Carmilla wears a small smile after Zestials words. “Moving on, I just wanted to tell you that, but we have to stay focused because we never know when Heaven will return. We must stay ready and strong. That is all. The meeting is adjourned,”

“What?” Valentino screams “This could’ve been an email!”

“Or a text!” Velvette waves her phone

Carmilla blinks “Well, I know one of you cannot see, so I thought I would do you a favor,”

“Who’s she talking about? Is she talking about me?” Val asks

“Val, I’m over here,” Velvette says from the other side of him

“Are they always this short?” Voe asks

“Oh no, once we had a 16-hour debate,”

“About what?”

Alastor thinks and shrugs “I don’t even recall,” Voe laughs  and jumps up running after Rosie

“Rosie!” she calls

“Voe! Aren’t you looking well? Come, you must meet the other Overlords!”

Rosie guides her around the table introducing her to the others, like Zeezi, as well as Carmilla’s daughters, Clara and Odette.

“Hello,” Voe greets them

“Pleasure to meet you,” Odette shakes her hand

“Hi!” Clara responds

“Ladies, this is the newest Overlord, Miss Voe the Beau. I don’t know if you ladies have social media,”

Odette shakes her head “We aren’t on social media,”

“Okay…” Voe says

Clara looks down at Voe’s stomach “Oh, you’re pregnant? I don’t know how, but Congratulations!”

“Clara, I didn’t bring it up on purpose,”

“Oh, sorry,”

Voe smiles “it’s okay, I am pregnant,”

“Congratulations! How are you pregnant?”

“Clara, you cannot just ask people how they got pregnant,”

“Sorry,”

Rosie starts to lead her away “Come now, so many more people to see. You girls behave!” she leads her to the head of the meeting herself, Carmilla “Hey Carmilla. Great meeting! And hello to you too Zestial, I wasn’t interrupting anything important was I? Wink wink? Oh, I’m just kidding! Hello to you both!”

“Hello, Rosie,” Carmilla breathes out

“Pleasure to make thine acquaintance,” Zestial responds

“This here is Miss Voe the Beau, isn’t she adorable?”

Voe waves to the two Overlords that tower over her “Hello,”

“It’s quite a pleasure to meet you,” Carmilla says, looking down at her

“I know we didn’t get to the introductory part of it, but I can answer anything you need to know,”

“I have business to attend to but Voe,” the doe looks up into her eyes “We should talk more,” she states walking away with Zestial

Voe whispers “Yes Mother…” She shakes her head “Rosie!”

“Yeah?”

“I wanted to invite you to my baby shower,” she smiles

Rosie gasps “Oh I thought you’d never ask!”

“Well! If it isn’t my two favorite people? Hello, my dear Rosie,” Vox interrupts, straightening Rosie’s hat, Rosie tilts it back

“Hello Vox,” she states, her voice lowering

Voe rolls her eyes and crosses her arms

“What are you sneaking around for?”

“I can’t say hello to my best friend?

“Oh now! I help you with one thing and now you’re acting all crazy!”

Vox laughs “Me? Crazy?” he puts his arms around them both “Don’t be ridiculous. I would never do that to my favorite Overlord,”

“Don’t you try to butter me up! Last time I helped you it was a complete disaster!”

“I just wanted to say high to our newest Overlord and the mother-to-be,”

Voe moves from under his arm “Don’t touch me,”

“Honestly, I hope you’re having a girl,”

She scrunches her brow “Why?”

“I don’t know, I got that girl feeling,”

“You’re gross,”

“Goodbye Vox,” Rosie takes Voe and walks away “Ugh, annoying guy, but good with deals. Always remember you may have enemies, but keep them close. You might need something from them,”

“It’s so weird, ever since I killed them, the Vees are like obsessed with me,”

“Yeah, they’re like that with everybody,”

Alastor walks up to the two ladies “Where have you two been?”

“I’ve been showing your wife the ropes,”

“I hope you didn’t show her too much,” “Wouldn’t want the ropes to be too tight!” They laugh together as Voe stares at them, not at all understanding what they are talking about.

_______________________________

Abigail?

No no, that name was much too ‘Salem witch trials’. He would adore it if her name started with an ‘A’.  Alice? Like Alice in Wonderland, the book was not like whatever film Vera had shown them. Why were they using real human beings? Anyway, he would bring the name up to her later. Alastor sits down making paper dolls for the baby shower. He watches as his wife sits in his chair, giving orders to everyone on how things should look. He stared at her form, there seemed to be something of a glow about her. She was indeed the light of his afterlife haha! He never thought that he would be sitting on the couch waiting to be a father, let alone helping prep for a baby shower. He hadn’t killed anyone in a while, he didn’t have the urge to, this was more than enough for him at this moment. He wondered what his baby girl would be like. Would she be like him or like Vera? Perhaps a mix of both? Oh goodness, not a mix of both. There was one of him and one of his wife, both of them in a single child would be too much for even him to handle. He could teach her hand games and Louisiana Creole, and his mother’s recipes, he could braid her hair and dress her in cute little 1920s dresses and hair bows.

“I like Jason!”

Alastor snaps back into reality “What?”

“You didn’t put any boy’s names,” Niffty said “I like Jason for a boy!”

“Well, it’s going to be a girl,”

“How do you know?” she asked

“I just do,”

“I made a list of all the boys’ names,” Niffty sticks her tongue out at Alastor and slides him a list

He sticks his tongue out back at her and takes a look. All the names start with a ‘J’ “Well thank you Niffty, but we won’t be needing this,”

“Yes, you will! You will!” She bites Alastor’s hand and rubs Voe’s stomach, whispering “Jason,”

Voe removes her hand from her stomach.

Alastor cared for Niffty very much, but sometimes, she scared the dickens out of him.

“You’re thinking of names?” Voe asked

“Mhmm,”

“What you got?”

He crumples up Niffty’s list “I have a few,”

“Tell me,”

“I’ll tell you later,”

“Why?”

“Haven’t picked the perfect one yet,”

Niffty can be heard in the background asking Angel “Can we name him Jason?”

“It’s not my baby!”

“Can we name you and Husk’s baby Jason?”

Husk immediately opens a bottle and downs half of it.

“What? Can’t imagine getting me pregnant?”

“I’m not even going down that road with you,”

“Hey,” Voe called for her husband

He snapped back to attention “Yes?”

“You excited?”

“Quite,” he smiles

“Me too!” Niffty says from on top of Alastor’s head

“I want to invite some Overlords to the baby shower, what do you think?” Voe says

“You want to invite those old coots?” Alastor raised an eyebrow

She smiles and pokes his chest “I’m married to one of those old coots,”

“Hmm well, I’m one of the better old coots,”

“Oh of course, but I’d like to invite Carmilla and Zestial. They seem…family-oriented,”

“Hmm, very well,”

Voe hands Alastor two envelopes “Drop them off for me sweetie,”

He takes them “Of course,”

Voe leans on her arm “Look at you, when’s the last time you’ve killed? I can’t even remember,”

He chuckles “I haven’t felt the need to. my dear,”

“What’s gotten into you?”

“Perhaps having a family to take care of?”

“Well I don’t want you to give up part of who you are for me, that wouldn’t be right,”

“Oh now, I don’t even remember why I started killing. It’s been so long, it’s faded from my mind,”

Her eyes widen “Wow, therapy has been working huh?”

“I suppose,” he closes his lips into a thin smile

“If it ever comes back, I won’t stop you,” she smiles

“I don’t believe it will,”

“Who are you,”

He stands “Alastor, your new and improved husband,”

Voe laughs “I love everything about you,”

“As do I,”

She smirks “You love everything about yourself?”

He grins and nods “And you,”

“I wonder which of us our baby will be like,”

“Let’s hope she has my everything,” he laughs “I’m teasing darling, I hope she has everything from you,”

“How would you feel if they started killing?” she stares up at him

“Just for no reason?”

“No, if they had a reason. Like you did,”

He thinks “I don’t want to raise them that way. I think about what my mother would think about my killing. She would probably blame herself, I wouldn’t want to disappoint her further,”

She rubs her stomach “You really miss your mother,”

“Hmm, I think about her often,”

“I wish she could meet her grandchild,”

“So do I,”

“So now do you want to become the man your mother would be proud of?”

“I suppose so,”

She tiptoes and kisses him “I admire you,”

“Ugh darling, of course, you do!” He grins “But you shouldn’t,”

“But I do, 

“Well, thank you,”

“Do you admire me?”

“Oh very much so. Sometimes I look up to you,”

Voe smiles “Really?”

“Really. You may annoy me, but I enjoy your company,”

“Oh, you think I’m annoying? Have you met you?”

“Well yes, I have. Have you met you?”

She rolls her eyes “I suppose I have,”

He tilts her head up and gets close to her face “You are the most annoying person that I have ever had the pleasure of meeting,”

“And you are that to me,”

He presses his lips to her lips, over and over again

“I’m so glad I met you,” they say to each other staring into each other’s eyes

What was more surprising than Voe wanting to invite Zestial and Carmilla was their willingness to show up. They came in together and bearing gifts when Bean opened the door. 

“Hello sweetheart, we are here for the baby shower,” Carmilla says

“Yep! That’s right in here,”

Zestial takes his hand and places it on Carmilla’s lower back “The utmost thanks to thee,” he tells Bean as he guides Carmilla in

Voe sees them as she approaches Bean “Wow they came!” she does a double take “Anyway Bean,”

“Huh?” she asks with a mouthful of candy

“You have one job…keep Vox out,”

“Yup, I got it!”

“Really?”

“Mhmm, I got it!”

“Because he got into the wedding, so be extra vigilant,”

She nods, eating more candy “I don’t know how he got in that time, but I’m super focused,”

Voe grabs the candy out of her hands. They are VoxTek gummies “Yeah, uhuh,” she throws them back to her

“I promise! No funny business!” she eats more candy “I’m focused!”

“Voe! Why are you standing? Sit!” Charlie came to get her

“I wanted to greet everyone,”

“Well don’t strain yourself!”

She walks over to Carmilla to have a chat “Hi! I guess you remember me,”

“Yes, Voe the Beau. Hello, how are you?”

“I’m doing wonderful. I know I invited you, but I’m honestly shocked that you came,”

“I enjoy little gatherings, and I haven’t been to a baby shower in decades,”

Voe smiles “And how did you get Zestial to come?”

“Well we were already out, so I asked him to tag along,”

“Honestly, I’m surprised that no one has asked about my pregnancy,”

“How is that going by the way? I’ve been so busy It completely slipped my mind,”

Voe tilts her head “My pregnancy is going great, I hope my baby is a girl,”

Carmilla glances down at Voe’s stomach “You’re quite large for one baby.”

“Well, Lucifer told me that it wasn’t a normal pregnancy,”

Carmilla chuckles “Well Lucifer may be powerful, but he is only a man. I know about pregnancy, that’s the size of twins.”

Voe widens her eyes “Twins?”

“Twins. You have two babies in there,”

Voe stares off thinking about what she was just told as Carmilla grabs a drink 

“I never thought of Alastor as a husband, let alone a father. Then again, I barely think of him at all,” she says taking a sip “But knowing what I know about you, it makes sense that you’re together,”

“What do you know about me?”

“That you’re a woman about change,” she smiles as if she were a proud mother

Voe blushes “Oh, um thank you,”

“My pleasure,”

“Can I just say that you have Mother energy? I know that you’re a mother, but you have mother energy,”

Carmilla raises her brows “Uhuh,”

“It’s a compliment,”

“Then thank you,”

Voe looks around, not knowing what to do at that moment “Well enjoy the party, drink for me because I can’t!” she laughs 

“Not much of a drinker myself, but I will enjoy the party, thank you,”

Carmilla turns to walk away “Thanks for coming!”

The rest of the baby shower went off without a hitch, Charlie continually telling her to sit as she handled everything. Alastor stands beside her, ensuring she doesn’t get overwhelmed while opening gifts. Charlie bought a stuffed bear, while Carmilla bought her a pacifier. Voe loved being the center of attention when she had planned for it. She had a smile plastered to her face the entire evening.

“I want to thank you all for coming, and for all your gifts! Let’s just hope I don’t end up having a lizard baby!”

They laugh at her joke, but Charlie speaks up “A lizard baby?”

“Yeah, your dad told me about how if anything went wrong my baby could end up a lizard,”

Charlie rolls her eyes “Ugh Dad! You dug up that lizard baby thing?”

“Well- ugh- It was supposed to be funny!”

Voe slowly turns her head toward the king “Wait. Lucifer! Was that a joke?”

The King’s eyes dart around “Uhh lol?”

“Charlie, hold me back. I’m gonna punch your dad in the face!” they laugh again, and she shakes her head “Sorry about that everyone! But thank you for coming! I appreciate you all!”

“Hello Alastor,”

“Hello Doctor,” he spoke calmly

“What would you like to talk about today?”

He folds his hands on his knees “I have decided that I no longer want to kill,”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“I thought about why I was killing so much when I was alive and I can’t remember the reason. I do remember that my mother was unaware of the type of mischief that I was getting into and I don’t my kids to get into that kind of trouble,”

“Trouble? This is your entire reputation that we’re discussing is it not? You give up killing, you give up being the Radio Demon do you not?”

“Mmm hold on, no one ever said I’d give up being the Radio Demon, I just said I’ve given up killing,”

She inhales “Alastor, you understand that you got the name because of your killings?”

“I got that name because of….” he stops and thinks “Huh, well maybe I’m ready to give up being the Radio Demon,” he could not believe the words he was saying. Giving up his title? “Maybe it’s time for me to just be ‘Alastor’,”

“My, what led you to this decision?”

“I don’t know, I feel like maybe I need to make a change,”

“Why?”

“I suppose I want to be a good father,”      

The doctor leans back “Ah, so this is about your wife’s pregnancy?”

“Yes, my child comes first and I want her to see her father as…’ Daddy’,”

She smiles “That’s very sweet Alastor. I’m proud of you,”

“Well, I suppose,” he found the feeling strange. He felt the respect coming from her, but it was odd, it felt different like he earned it without having to terrify her. 

“How does that feel to you?”

He tilts his head “I suppose I feel good,”

“So you’re giving up killing?”

Alastor nods “Mhmm,”

“All killing?”

“All killing,”

“What about, if you needed to?”

“I think there may be a different way to do things. I may not have to kill,”

She blinks “That’s very unlike you to say. Did you tell your wife this?”

“I spoke to her briefly about it,”

“How did she react?”

“She was surprised like you, but she was happy,”

“She was happy to see you give up a huge part of yourself?”

“It’s not an important part of myself,”

“So things in your relationship will change, yes?”

He tilts his head, smike strained “I don’t think that it has anything to do with the relationship,”

“But the relationship began while you were killing, so either she liked it or was used to it,”

“I don’t know, but this is my decision,”

“And you are certain about this?”

“Yes,”

She types on her laptop “This will be difficult, you are aware yes?”

“Well, I do like a challenge,” 

“I think that perhaps you should take things slower instead of up and quitting unless you are certain that quitting cold turkey is best for you-“

“Oh, I’m certain!”

“Well then I wish you all the success in your relationship, parenthood, and your endeavors,” a timer goes off “And that’s time. I will see you at your next appointment and you’ve already given yourself an assignment, good luck!”

Alastor stands and dusts himself off “Good luck indeed, I will come back and we will see who’s won this challenge ha ha!” he walks out of the room

“Alastor! I think you’re taking it-“ she calls after him “And he’s gone. Welp, at least he’s enjoying his sessions!”

Two months later they were wondering who would be delivering the baby. They were coming any day now and Voe was almost ready to pop.

“Maybe Lucifer should do it,” Voe offered

Alastor glares “Absolutely not!”

“Why not?” she tilts her head

“I don’t want him touching you,”

“But he’s been there throughout the entire process,”

“Why does it have to keep being there?”

Voe tries to sit up, and Alastor helps her sit straight “He needs to make sure that nothing goes wrong,”

“I am sure that I know what’s going on with my wife,”

“Not with this pregnancy,”

Alastor’s eyes betray his smile “Mhmm,”

“What?”

“Nothing,”

Voe looks to the side “Tell me,”

“It does not matter,”

“Your thoughts matter,”

“I just don’t want him touching you,”

She tilts her head “He’s touched me before,”

“I really would not like to be reminded,”

Voe reaches for him, and he bends down to place his face in her hands “Okay, he won’t deliver the baby,”

“Okay,” his smile seems more sincere after that

“But who should?”

“I don’t know,”

Voe grimaces “You know you’re quick to shoot an idea down but very slow on giving your own,”

His smile grows wider “Well I’m sorry that I’m not an expert on who can and cannot deliver babies, but I am an expert on my emotions,”

She scoffs “When did you get that title?”

“Just now, when I declared it,” his grin is cute and smug

Voe smiles at him, staring into his eyes before something comes to her mind “Carmilla!”

Alastor looks confused “What about her dear?”

“She can deliver the babies!”

“Why her?”

“She said she knows about pregnancy,”

His smile still wide, Alastor looks to the side “I don’t think that’s what she meant, my dear,”

Voe waves him off “I just thought about something, how are you going to eat if you aren’t killing anymore?”

“I eat other things, my sweet,”

“Right, but you love being a cannibal,”

He shrugs “It’s not something I need. Besides, venison is my favorite anyway,”

She touches his hand “You know you don’t have to do this,”

He nods “I know, I want to,”

Voe doesn’t look at him, “It…just seems so unlike you,”

Alastor’s eyes widen “Do you have an issue, my dear?”

“No! I-“ she stops “I don’t know,”

“Tell me the truth,”

“It’s just that one of the first things that pulled me toward you was when I saw you massacre that group of demons that thought they could take you. It was…riveting,” she crosses her arms over her chest “Something about it touched me,” she sighs, slightly moaning “It was…titillating,”

Alastor puts his hands over his lap “So it does bother you,”

“No! I, don’t want to say goodbye to it. I feel like killing is sometimes justified,”

“And when is it justified?”

“When you’re being threatened,”

“Hmm, I suppose a good tussle would be in order, but perhaps not murder,”

She pretends to be offended “Who are you?”

Carmilla Carmine had many skills, but delivering babies had not been on the list of things she was planning to learn. So when she got a letter from Voe the Beau, asking for her to be the one to deliver her babies, she was flabbergasted, at least the most flabbergasted that Carmilla Carmine could be. She wrote back telling them that she doesn’t have experience in such matters but she is willing to take a stab at it. 

Voe was pacing, knowing that something was off about her today she couldn’t exactly put her finger on what it was.

“Can you stop pacing in front of the TV?” Angel asks her. Voe picks up the remote and turns off the TV. “Okay, or turn it off,” He sits back.

Angel, Cherri, and Bean are sitting on the couch, now with nothing to do, but watch the doe pace.

“Something feels wrong, or at least strange,” She turns to the gals “Do you guys feel that?”

“No,” Angel shakes his head, pulling out his phone

Voe shudders out of nowhere “I swear guys, something’s-“ She stops her movement, the sound of liquid hitting the floor is deafening

“Mate, did you just pee yourself?” Cherri asks

“Gross,” Angel commented, Bean looks grossed out. “Remind me to never get pregnant,” he continues scrolling

“My water just broke,” she whispers

“Oh shit! What should we do?”

“Maybe we could deliver the baby!” Cherri offered

“Or….get her husband?” Angel says as Voe flops down into the chair behind her, leaking all over the chair and the floor. “Uh, Alastor?” Angel calls for the Overlord “Alastor! Hey Smiles, where you at?!” 

Alastor appears in the parlor, looking annoyed “What?” Angel points toward his wife and he approaches her quickly, seeing her leaking. “What’s the matter, my dear?”

“My water broke,” she choked out “The baby is coming,”

Alastor’s eyes open wide as he says “I will get Carmilla,” and he dissipates from in front of her. She stands with much effort and starts to walk, Angel helping her walk to the elevator.

She lay on the bed, having passed her pacing over to Lucifer.

“Okay breathe, in and out okay?”

“I know how to breathe Lucifer,” she tells him

Alastor reappears with Carmilla in tow, surprised to see Lucifer in the room with them “What is he doing here, my sweet?” 

Lucifer scowls “He is the reason this baby exists at all!”

Carmilla rolls her eyes at the men and tucks some towels under Voe’s head “Are you alright?”

Voe nods “Just a lot of pressure,”

“Physically or emotionally?”

She’s stunned that Carmilla even considered both possibilities “Both,” she breathes out. She turns to the men “Shut up!” They both quiet and turn to her “Come over here and help!”

Alastor dusts off his sleeves and approaches his wife, Lucifer walking up as well.

“What would you like me to do?” They both ask, glaring at each other

“Lucifer you can just watch to make sure everything is good, Alastor stay here with me.”

Alastor dissipates his cane “Of course, darling,” holding her hand

“Open your legs,” Carmilla smirks “I know you can do that,”

Voe lets out a pained chuckle that soon gave way to structured and steady breaths. She opens her legs and Carmilla is met with a widely dilated vagina.

“Okay, your vagina is dilated,” “Is that good?” Voe tilts her head, already sweating

Carmilla nods “Yes, that means it’s ready for the baby to come out. Are you ready?”

“I don’t think I can get any more ready,” she admits “What do I do now?”

“Now, you push,”

Voe’s pushing is bloody and bestial. She wasn’t sure if what she was doing was helpful or not, all she knew was that Carmilla said to push and that is exactly what she was going to do.

“It feels like I have rope burn in my vagina!!” She screams, pushing as hard as she can while squeezing Alastor’s hand to the point where she almost breaks it.

Alastor is very unsure of himself at this moment, very uncommon. His wife was pushing a watermelon out of her crotch. This was something that he could not and could never relate to. He was starting to lose feeling in the hand that she was holding, but he kept his composure because he was sure that if he were to do anything else it would be quite unhelpful. His eyes were wide and alert. He took in the scene. Carmilla between his wife’s legs, reaching inside her, Lucifer sitting on the edge of his seat being useless, which Alastor rolls his eyes at, and his wife, sweaty and screaming, a vein popping out of her forehead. She throws her head back in agony as Alastor tries not to get lost in his thoughts.

“Because the babies have hair,” Carmilla tells her, continuing to gently pull on the baby. Voe grabs onto Alastor’s arm, pulling him down to her.

“Babies?” Alastor questions “You seem to be mistaken Carmilla. There is only one baby,”

Carmilla just shakes her head and goes back to gently pulling. The room is filled with the sound of a loud gasp and even louder crying as the baby’s head is fully exposed. Soon the rest of the body is out, leaving only an umbilical cord connecting her to Voe. The baby cries loudly and nonstop. Carmilla immediately takes a few towels to softly wipe the baby off and swaddle them, calming them down to a large degree.

“It’s a girl,” she tells them

At that moment Alastor’s grin became genuine, tears almost falling from his eyes. He got his baby girl. He looks over to his wife who has collapsed on the bed, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Lucifer notices as well and approaches “Are you alright?”

Alastor glares at him “I think I can handle this!” He snaps “Are you alright, my sweet?” Lucifer rolls his eyes

Voe nods faintly “She just took so much out of me,”

“Would you like to do the honors Alastor?” Carmilla turns to him presenting the angelic steel scissors that shine even without any light coming in through the windows. 

“Me?” 

Carmilla nods “Customary for the father to cut the cord,” she says while holding the baby

Alastor cautiously takes the scissors, remembering his last encounter with angelic steel

“I can do it if you’re not up for it Al!” Lucifer volunteered with a little smirk Alastor shot him a dirty look and took the scissors to the cord, carefully snipping it and letting it fall. Carmilla smiles and walks up to Voe.

“Are you sure that you’re alright?”

Voe sits up with much effort, “Yes, now let me hold her,” she reaches for her baby which Carmilla places in her arms, returning to her open legs

“You lost a lot of blood, it’s okay if you’re not okay,”

But Voe isn’t listening, she is enamored by her baby “Hi Alyson,” she says as she rocks the baby back and forth

Alastor stares down at the two of them. Alyson was a beautiful name.

“I’m your Mommy!” she grins but has to stop to breathe.

“Voe! I think maybe you might need some assistance,” Carmilla insists

“I’m fine!” She snaps at Carmilla before returning to her baby,

Alyson had Voe’s skin tone along with her deer spots. She had the color of Alastor’s sclera and brow irises. Voe noticed that her pupils were radio dials, which she pointed out to Alastor, who seemed to be stuck in awe of his child. Her hair went from red to pink to black, and she had Alastor’s ears and tail, and hooves! Tiny baby hooves!

“She’s so beautiful,”

Alastor chuckles “Just like her mother,”

Voe looks up at him weakly and closes her eyes to take a breath before screaming bloody murder, causing Alyson to start crying at the top of her lungs. Carmilla checks Voe’s open canal.

“Alastor, take her,”

“What?” he is very confused

“Take the baby! There’s another one coming!”

Alastor grabs Alyson from Voe who inhales deeply before pushing once again, much more blood comes out this time and it’s a long and strenuous process. It takes 3 hours for this baby to come out, but before they know it, Voe and Alastor have a beautiful son. Carmilla goes through the same process as Alyson and has his all swaddled. Voe starts singing a series of random notes that the babies seem to respond very well to. Voe has a huge grin until sharp pain courses through her body, she doesn’t say anything, however.

“Can I hold one?” Lucifer asks

“No!” Alastor sounds as if the idea is ridiculous

“Let him hold one,” Voe says, her breath shaky and labored

Alastor reluctantly hands over Alyson to Lucifer, reaching for and taking the baby boy. So Carmilla had been right, there was another baby. He did not know how to feel about having a son. He’d hoped for a daughter so he could avoid the mistakes that led to him turning out the way that he did, having a girl would have prevented that. He knew nothing about being the father of a boy, his own father was awful and wretched toward him, so he’d learned nothing in that department at all.

“Voe, tell me what’s wrong,” Carmilla states, snapping Alastor from his thoughts

“I’m okay,” she says taking large breaths “Just really tired,” she closes her eyes to rest

“You’re not okay, you’ve lost a lot of blood, too much blood,”

“I just need to rest,” she says before falling limp into the bed, the blood still gushing out from her vagina,

Carmilla puts her hand under Voe’s nose

“She’s not breathing,”

“What?”

“She’s not breathing!” Carmilla grabs Voe by the shoulders “Voe stay with me, stay with us!”

“His name is Vernon,” she breathes out “Vernie,”

Her eyelids flutter before closing, and she did not open them for a very long time.

[mama-scarebear]

Are you up for a little Christmas fantasy? 🎄I hope you will forgive this being a bit late for Christmas 🙈

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I slowly bat my eyes open to the sound of your voice. It’s early Christmas morning, you always seem to wake up much earlier than me, even on Christmas. “Princess it’s time to get up” you say softly with a musical tone to your voice. I feel your hand start to rub my back, making its way down as I slowly regain awareness. I start to roll over to face you when you stop and remind me, “uh uh Mommy’s gotta check your little pull-up first.” I feel cool air at my back and upper legs as you yank my Christmas themed PJ bottoms down. No matter how many times I’ve felt you do this I can’t help but blush each time. I hide my face in my tiny deer stuffie. I feel your fingers claw into my pull-up, invading the leakguards at the crotch. You take your time feeling the inside of the padding, purposely brushing against my most sensitive parts, making me squirm a little. I can feel you smirk. You love how reactive my body is to even your slightest touch. I then feel you pull the top of the pull-up back exposing my bottom to your prying eyes. Knowing deep down you’re disappointed to find me completely clean & dry.

I’m thrown off & unsettled by your lack of comment or threat. You simply pull my PJ bottoms back up & cheerfully remind me it’s Christmas morning. “Do you want to go see if Santa left you any presents under the tree?” All concern leaves my little brain and all I can think is YAY PRESENTS 🎁😄. Such an easily distracted baby. I basically hop up, deer stuffie tucked under my arm, as I almost start running to the living room where our tree is set-up. I’m super anxious right before stepping into the living room not knowing if I made the Nice List this year. I haven’t been the best behaved per se.

I can’t help but jump up and down in place & grin wildly when I see not just one but over 10 presents of all different shapes & sizes, beautifully wrapped and tucked under the tree. I’m so caught up in my own bliss I don’t even notice you still trailing behind me smiling, watching me bounce up & down in excitement in my babish looking Christmas PJs. A soft crinkle is audible, synced to my jumping. You giggle to yourself silently. I’m brought back down to reality by hearing you approach from behind, your hand coming to rest on my little bum. “Mommy loves seeing you so excited little girl,” you say while give me soft pats on my pull-up clad bottom, “do you want to open them?” You ask already knowing the obvious answer, but you like me to use my manners. I excitedly exclaim, “yes, please Mommy, can I open my presents?” I focus my pleading eyes on yours as I smile. “Ye-“ you can barely get the word out before I rush over to the tree. I kneel & have just enough sense to set my deer stuffie gently down beside me before I hungrily grab at the first present. I barely notice Mama pour herself a cup of coffee before sauntering over & seating herself on the couch facing me. You can barely contain your internal excitement at the show you’re about the watch.

I rip & tear the frozen themed Christmas paper off to reveal a nondiscript white box. It’s taped pretty good, but I make quick work of it. I’m wondering if it’s filled with the new coloring books, video games, vibrator or Disney themed stuffies I put on my list to Santa. I flip open the top of the box & pause. My facial expression changes from one of wondrous joy to a wide-eyed, mouth-gaping expression. You chime in with a sickeningly cheerful voice, “what’d you get princess?! Hold it up for Mommy to see.” I whine, “b-but this isn’t what I wanted” I clamor as I shakily hold up what I know to be a Chasity belt designed to fit over diapers. You cover your mouth to hide a giggle, not wanting the baby to get suspicious. “Must have been a mistake, baby, why don’t you just open another one?” You encourage. I drop the belt, reinvigorated at the prospect of other presents to open. I tear open another & another & another until I’m down to my last present. My face says it all; slight frown, teary eyes, shoulders slumped, head hung low. Oh & did I forget to mention very rosy red cheeks, burning with embarrassment. I am surrounded by torn Christmas wrapping paper & open presents, but they did not seem like gifts to me. In addition to the diaper-accommodating Chasity belt, there were booties that felt soft & looked cute, but had sharp spikes covering the inside bottom, locking mittens, a large dog cage, a pacifier with a locking strap, a cane & a pink straight jacket. I thought to myself when the fuck did Santa become a sadist? What is going on? This is so unfair. I don’t want any of this stuff.

Mommy interrupts my silent thoughts. “Aww what’s wrong baby you still have one left! That probably has all the things you asked for in it.” You mask your smile behind a sip of coffee. I feel hopeful again & begin tearing at the paper on the last present. I finally wedge the box open, lift the tissue paper & instantly start crying. I blush so hard I almost feel like my head is going to explode from the heat on my face & I slam the lid back down on top of the box. “I don’t want this. I don’t want any of this!” I shout. I look up at you & see your eyes studying me crumpled on the floor at your feet caught in the midst of what could only be described as a temper tantrum. Meeting your eyes makes me remember myself. Knowing your disdain for disrespect & yelling I resort to silently crying.

You look down on me wearing a wicked grin, “I guess someone didn’t make the Nice List this year after all, huh princess?” You say mockingly. “B-but” I stammer “I didn’t get-t any coal. I-I got presents, lot-ts & lot-ts of presents” I whine trying to make sense of it all. You giggle & smile, “aww baby you really shouldn’t believe everything you hear in the stories Mommy reads to you. What happens when little girls are naughty?” I look away as I quietly answer, “ugh they get um punished-d” I trail off the end of the answer. You curtly respond, “mhmm they get punished by who?” I cover my face with my hands as I squeak out, “they get punished by mommy.” You stand up from the couch, put your mug down, walk over to me & firmly pull my hands away from my face. Nothing turns you on quite like seeing me blush & become unwound in front of your eyes. “Well when little girls like you are bad they end up on Santa’s Naughty List. Instead of giving you coal, which is useless, Santa gives mommies and daddies presents they can use to punish their babies for their naughty behavior over the past year. So I guess it’s a very Merry Christmas for Mommy, huh?” The triumph in your voice is unmistakable. I am flabbergasted, how could this be? I feel more tears well up in my eyes. My fear & (against my wishes) my arousal begins to steeply rise.

“Now I didn’t get to see what my last present was because you threw your little temper tantrum.” I groan regretting that now more than ever surrounded by instruments of torture. “I want you to show Mommy her present” you request, a demanding tone to your voice. I hesitate briefly before shakily grabbing the box & sliding it over towards you. Knowing the humiliating items that lie inside. “Come on baby, I want you to show Mommy” emphasis placed on the word show. I groan loudly. I whine, re-bury my face into my hands & shake my head no. You chide, “well looks like we know why someone didn’t make the Nice List this year,” rubbing it in. I can’t respond or do anything but whine & bury my face deeper into my hands, wanting to disappear into the floor. “What has got my princess so blushy she can’t even speak, hmm?” I hear you open the box & the crinkle of the tissue paper inside. Ugh god I feel like I might die, the anticipation of knowing what she’s going to find inside is unbearable. I pathetically plead, my hands muffling my voice, “please no Mommy! Please don’t look!” I should have known better as that just made you want to look even more. I can feel you grinning, sensing your desire & arousal heighten. “Look baby” you then easily overpower my resistance & pull my hands away from my face. “Unless you want a crash course in all of these fun presents Mommy got from Santa I suggest you don’t try and hide your face again, understood?” Under your gaze I unravel, unable to disobey, “y-yes M-mommy.” I glance down & instantly regret it as the feared items were now neatly laid out in front of me. My eyes betray me & run across all the items, examining them. From left to right there was a big red bag with a long nozzle & double balloons on the end, a bag of soft chew laxatives with cartoonish characters on the front, a bottle of magnesium citrate, a big box of glycerin suppositories, a large butt plug adorned with a pink jewel & lastly, to put together the horrifying ensemble, a pair of bright pink, locking plastic pants with the words “Mommy’s Poopy Princess” printed in large font on the back. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t think clearly. I wanted to get up & run away but I couldn’t move. Mommy’s voice brakes my trance, “Wow, I’m impressed. Santa must know my princess doesn’t like messing her diapers & prefers to resist Mommy & hold it. Well now you won’t be able to hold it at all.” You say with an accomplished smirk. As you start to laugh, my tears begin to fall & my lower lip quivers. “What a great gift for Mommy! Santa really does see everything.” 🎅

I know I’m on the brink of ruin, but I’m also on the brink of cumming in my pull-up that is most definitely no longer dry. Somehow Mommy always gets her way in the end. “Hopefully you can find your way onto the Nice List next year baby, if not, don’t worry Mommy can always use more gifts from Santa.”

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Now this is a lovely festive little fantasy but believe me even if my little one was in the naughty list she'd at least get one present she'd enjoy. A lovely little teddy bear. After all she'll need something to cling to while she's being mercilessly punished. Not to mention they make so many lovely plushies with microphones and cameras so Mommy can listen in to your most intimate moments. A little sugar to make all that bitter medicine go down is just my type.