#just woke up n i want to be snuggled 🥺

[of-mutts-and-men]

Imagine you are the omega sacrifice for your village's monster god that dwells deep in the woods.

You are stripped of your clothes and are put in a small sheer white robe that barely covers your body, before having your hands tied behind your back and eyes blindfolded.

You are taken to a clearing in the middle of the woods, where you are forced fed a drug that induces a heat, before being left there on your own.

You're left withering on the ground, rubbing your thighs together, desperately wanting a big knot inside you, pounding your painfully empty cunt.

Fortunately, you don't have to wait long as you suddenly feel a huge presence looming over you. You feel your tiny robe being ripped off your body and your legs being spread wide open.

Any coherent thoughts you might have had are immediately gone as the monster shoves its huge cock into your waiting pussy. All you can do is throw your head back and moan loudly as the beast ruthlessly fucks you.

I hope they hold me close to their big body it’s probably all cold out in the woods 😖. And maybe let me lay my head in their paw since I can’t hold myself up while they pound me.

And then when I’m knotted full of cum they better take me back to a nice cozy nest fit for a god😤

[stars1997]

Would you be able to do a cute scenario where y/n is ill and Matt Rempe comes to take care of her?

Not feeling so well so I kinda need the comfort lol

Thank youuuuu🥺

Taking care of you

Matt Rempe Fluff

Matt Rempe x Reader

(Not edited)

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You have been sick for the past few days now. You don’t know what it is, but it has really drained you.

You have been resting in bed. Not really getting up unless it’s to go to the bathroom.

Matt has had a few practices and games but when he’s done he’s over at your apartment taking care of you.

when matt finished his game today sent you a text that he was coming over. He knew that you weren’t going to be up but on the off chance that you were hi thought that it was bet you knew.

When he unlocked your door and stepped inside the first thing, he could hear was your snoring. He let out a little laugh. He makes his way to your room. Sitting down on the edge of the bed next to you.

He brings his hand up to your forehead, feeling around your face. He rubs your cheek with his thumb.

 “Babe?” you slowly open your eyes.

“You need to move out from under all these blankets. You’re heating up.” you nod your head. But you don’t move a muscle.

“Honey you’re going to overheat. Why don’t we go take a bath. You haven’t left your bed in a few days.” He pulls the blankets away from your body. You let out a whine in protest.

“I’m cold and I’m tired. Let me sleep.” You try to pull the blankets back over your body but he stops you. he gets up so now he’s standing over you. his arms slide under your body. He lifts you up, your head leaning on his shoulder.

“I don’t feel good.” you mumble as he makes his way into the bathroom.

“I know. I’m here to take care of you. we are going to get you into the bath then I’m going to heat up some soup. I stopped by the store on the way here and picked up your favorite.” Your head lifts off his shoulder.  

“You got me tomato soup. Are we going to have grilled cheese with it too?” he nods his head.

“Yes, I got stuff to make grilled cheese too.” you smile before laying your head back on his shoulder. He sits you down on the toilet then moves to turn on the tub. You reach over and grab some toilet paper to blow your nose as he fills up the tub.

“We are going to take a bath, eat some food and then I’ll let your get back to bed. How does that sound.” You blow your nose again before looking over at him.

“Can we watch a movie together?” he smiles at you, moving to stand in front of you. he leans down and kisses your forehead.

“Yes. We can watch whatever you want. Now let’s get you undressed and into the nice warm bath.” Matt loves taking care of you. you love it as well. But most of all you just love that he loves it.

He tells you all the time that he loves doing things for you. Brushing your hair, making you food, painting your nails even though he’s not good at it.

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The bath was nice. It felt good to get the few days of grossness off you. you and Matt are now sitting on the couch. You just finished your soup and grilled cheese. Matt takes the bowl from you and brings it to the sink.

You decided to put on The Office instead of a movie. you know matt loves the show and you love watching him laugh at the jokes. He sits back down on the couch. You were quick to snuggle into his side.

It didn’t take long for you to get tired. You were struggling to keep your eyes open. matt pulled you so your legs were wrapped around his body you face resting on his chest. He grabbed the blanket next to him and pulls it over you.

“Good night baby.” He kisses the top of your head. Your eyes fully closed as you drift to sleep.

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When you woke up the next morning you were in your bed. You feel a lot better today than you did yesterday. You search for your phone on your nightstand almost knocking a glass off it. You look over to see a note and a glass of water.

Good morning baby,

I made you some eggs and bacon, it in the microwave. I also cut up some fruit for you as well. Make sure you get out of bed today. You really need to start moving your body so you can get better. Also make sure you drink the water. You need it. I love you so much and will see you after practice.

You smile, putting the note back on the nightstand. you get up out of bed grabbing the glass of water and make your way to the kitchen to eat the food he made you. when you get to the kitchen you look at the time on the microwave to see that matt should be back from practice any minute now. Just as you grab the food you hear the door unlock.

“Babe! So, of the guys heard you were sick and got you a few things.” You look over to see his arms filled with bags of stuff.

“Now let’s go through the bags I want to see what you got so I can steal some of it.” You laugh. Setting the plate down and making your way over to him.

“I love you.” you stand on your tippy toes to try and kiss his cheek. But you still can’t reach him. he drops the bags on the ground as he leans down to kiss you on the lips. you pull back quick.

“Stop I’m going to get you sick. And you’re always a big baby when you’re sick.” You laugh again as he frowns but it quickly turns into a smile.

“Oh, you know you love me. And it just means that I get to spend more time with you.” He leans down to kiss you again. and this time you don’t stop him.

[littlespacereader]

I saw that ur criminal minds agere fic is just one so here is my request

Daddy hoch x dada derek x little reader where something is bothering her but she regressed to a headspace where she is non verbal (she is always tiny in her headspace but today she was extra tiny) and they try to find out what's wrong but there gotta go to work but dont want to leave her alone so they go all to the Bau and after a while she falls asleep with her paci in mouth a stuffy under her arm a blankie in her hand and wrapped in a very big cozy weighet blanked 😍😍🥺

GET OUT OF HERE! Don’t actually because this fic is absolutely adorable!! I’m a sucker for a good CG!Hotch fic but CG!Morgan too!! I’m dead!! I absolutely love the ideas you added to the request so I made sure to include them all! I apologize for how long this took me to write. Between school and all the rewriting I’ve been doing it’s been a bit of a hassle. But I’m very happy with how this fic turned out! Please enjoy!! Thank you for the request!

Baby in the Bullpen 🍼🏢📄

Caregiver! Aaron Hotchner, Caregiver! Derek Morgan, & Fem Little! Reader

Tags - SFW!, hurt/comfort, hugs, cuddles, forehead kisses, pacifiers, sippy cups, low key mentions of pull-ups, BAU family

Nicknames - Princess, sweetheart, baby, sweet girl, Daddy for Hotch, Dada for Morgan

Picture a day where everything is perfect. It’s a perfect day where everything goes well and there’s no problem or pressure at all. Almost like you’ve been floating on a happy little cloud.

Today is not one of those days.

Today is a day where everything that could possibly go wrong goes wrong. Like a rain cloud that’s only centered on you.

I knew the moment I woke up it was going to be one of those days. Snuggled between my Caregivers in a nice warm bed, what more could any Little ask for? But my alarm went off and off to work I went.

It wasn’t every day my Caregivers had the day off, so I was especially mad I had work while the two of them were home. But trying to match my schedule with theirs always seemed like an uphill battle.

I arrived to my job at the bookstore to a line, let me repeat, A LINE of angry customers! How you could possibly be angry in a bookstore is beyond me, but today wanted to test me to see my limits.

So there I stood, listening to one complaint after the other, all while trying to keep my composure.

My book came with scratches on the cover!

My book’s cover was supposed to be purple!

I didn’t like the ending!

You didn’t say it was a sad book!

Blah, Blah, Blah. All utterly stupid and pointless complaints that were more ridiculous than the next. Despite their ridiculous claims it’s began to ware me down with one right after the other.

I longed for the day to end, for my Caregivers, who were probably on each others nerve by now without me as their favorite buffer. The thought brought a smile to my face.

Then my manager came over and decided to ruin it all. “Y/N, I’m going to need you to stay later today. Elizabeth called in sick.”

“I can’t I have plans.” Do I actually have plans? No, nothing besides a nice early dinner and cuddling with my Caregivers. But she didn’t need to know that.

“I’m afraid you’re going to have to cancel them. You’re the only one here so you’re going to cover it.” And with that she walked away.

Suddenly I felt the weight of the day layered on again. I became overwhelmed with emotions I wasn’t allowed to have at the moment. I took my break and went into the restroom to pull myself together.

Frustrated tears fell from my eyes but I couldn’t break down now, not yet. I would have time for this when I got home. I just needed a minute and then I could go back out there and deal with everyone once again.

~~~

Morgan could see Y/N’s headlights going up the driveway before he heard the car door slam shut.

“Hotch, she’s home.” He called out to him, before the front door opened.

The moment Y/N entered the house, Morgan and Hotch immediately looked over. Morgan sat by the television and Hotch had popped out of kitchen. But immediately they could both see that something was wrong.

“Princess? You alright?” Morgan right away asked. His usual smile replaced with a worried look.

Y/N didn’t say a word. She just dropped her bags and started crying. Morgan jumped from the couch and quickly made his way over to her.

“Hey, hey, hey, what happened? What’s going on?” Morgan lifted the sad Little into his arms.

Y/N didn’t say a word, she just grabbed Morgan’s shirt like her life depended on it and cried. Hotch crossed the house, joining Morgan and Y/N at the door.

The two Caregivers shared a worried look. “What happened sweetheart?” Hotch tried to ask but still Y/N didn’t say a word. She just buried her head against Morgan’s chest and continued to sob.

Morgan began walking around the room with the Little in his arms, lighting bouncing and shushing her cries. One arm wraps around her back with his hand cradling her head.

Morgan and Hotch continue to share worried looks to one another as the two Caregivers turn their profiling sides on for a moment.

“She was supposed to be home at 3 right?”

“Yeah but she texted me saying they had to keep her there long.” Hotch replied.

“So a bad day at work?”

“This isn’t just from a bad day at work. This is a build up. We were gone all last week and now the first day of our break she has to work. Mix that with possibly a bad day and…” Hotch trailed on.

“Poor baby,” Morgan coos, “Missing your handsome Caregiver today huh?” He jokes hoping to get anything from his little one, but it doesn’t get a smile. Instead she just rests her head on his shoulder as tears still slip from her eyes.

Thankfully all the walking around bouncing seemed to work, at least a little bit. Y/N was no longer crying but she didn’t seem too happy either.

“There we go, no more tear gorgeous. You’re okay now. We’ve got you.” Morgan sat beside Hotch on the couch, pulling Y/N in his lap.

Hotch leaned over and wiped the remaining tears from her face. “It’s been a long day hasn’t it?” He asked but Y/N just cuddled closer to Morgan instead of answering.

All at once the two realized their baby was feeling a bit non verbal today. It didn’t happen often with Y/N, but when it did they knew she was feeling especially young.

“Not in the mood for talking? That’s okay princess. We’ve got you.” Morgan starts to say.

“How about this? How about we go upstairs and get changed out of these big uncomfortable clothes and into something a bit more comfortable? Squeeze my hand once for yes and twice for no.”

Morgan took her hand in his. After a moment of thinking he set a single squeeze. He looked to Hotch and nodded. “Alright, let’s get you changed.”

He stands and immediately smells something burning. “Aaron…you’re burning dinner again.” Hotch’s face dropped. He jumps up from the couch and runs into the kitchen.

Morgan smirked and shook his head. He carries Y/N upstairs and while chuckling, “It isn’t really a Daddy dinner if he didn’t burn it?” He joked. That got a small smile from Y/N. They were heading in the right direction.

Once in her light pink bedroom, he set her down on her bed and began going through her dresser drawer. “Okay, I think for you tonight we’re going to get you dressed in the absolute softest pajamas. And the absolute softest pajama you have arrrreeeeee these!”

He turned back to the bed to see Y/N sitting patiently with her favorite stuffie Sharky the shark in hand. “Ta-da!” He held up the fluffy pink long sleeve onesie complete with footed feet.

Y/N squeezes their stuffie as they took a moment of consideration. They decided with a simple nod of the head as a yes to Morgan and the footed onesie.

“Great! I thought I picked a good one,” he winked, “Now let’s get you changed for the night.”

Morgan helped Y/N take off their normal work attire and changed into the soft onesie and a pull-up for good measure. “There we are. Now let’s get your hair out of your face.” Morgan moved to get their hair tied and brush when there was a knock to the door.

~~~

Daddy walked in and he had that look on his face. You know, the look that says something’s wrong and he’s not happy about it.

“Derek I need to speak to you for a moment.”

That’s never a good thing.

“Y/N, we’ll be right outside the door okay? Just for a minute.” Dada reiterated.

My two Caregivers left the room and closed the door behind them. Then, once again, I was alone. The terrible feelings start to come back again.

Dada scared them away with his gentle rocking, shushing and jokes. He always knows how to make me feel better when I’m upset. But now my sadness was returning and with it fear. It’s never a good thing when your Caregivers go to talk about something first without you there.

I squeezed my shark stuffie a little tighter as I stared down the bedroom door. Was I in trouble? Was there trouble? My mind started to spiral with ideas.

It sounded like they were arguing, not with each other but about something. Again, that’s never a good thing to hear. My sadness took a backseat for a second as curiosity took the wheel. I hoped off my bed and walked over to the door with the hopes of maybe catching what they were talking about.

“Call them back and tell them we can’t. I mean you see the kind of night she’s having.”

“You don’t think I know that? *sigh* I tried everything, every excuse in the book. Rossi knows us, he knows Y/N. He wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t life or death, you know he wouldn’t.”

“So what are we going to do? She can’t be by herself tonight-“

I backed away from the door as I processed what they’re saying. Uncle Rossi called? That means they were going to the office. They’re leaving me.

The realization brought sadness back to the drivers seat. I walked back over to my bed and crawled under the covers. Maybe it’s better if I’m alone. I don’t want them! I don’t want anyone!

I cried into my shark stuffie as I heard the door open and close again. Then I heard the sound of footsteps over to my bed before I felt someone sit next to me.

“Sweetheart it’s okay. You don’t have to hide it’s just Daddy.” Hotch said as his hand rubbed the top of the blanket.

Okay maybe I was lying when I said I wanted to be alone…because I don’t. I want him to stay!

I peeked my head out from the blanket and was met with Daddy’s worried eyes. He opened his arms to me as a silent invitation, one I happily took. He brought me into his lap and hugged me close. I rested my head on his shoulder as tears fell from my eyes.

“There’s my sweet girl. Now, there’s something we need to talk about.”

The last scared me, and all at once I started crying some more as I shook my head no. I don’t want to hear the bad news.

“It’s okay, you didn’t hear it yet. It’s not a bad thing I promise. It’s just…a change of plans.” Hotch sighed as he began to rub my back to calm me down, “You see, Uncle Rossi called me and he really needs Dada and I to go to the office and work on something. Now normal I would rather you stay home and stay far away from the office. But I can see you really need Dada and I tonight so…you’re going to come to the office with us.”

My sniffles here and there stopped for a moment as I process what he was saying. I would come into the office with them?

I lifted my head off his shoulder and looked at him confused. I would go to his office, like this? And he was okay with it? I mean, his team knows about my regress. One of them even regresses too. Spencer and I are best friends because of it. But everyone else at the FBI doesn’t know.

I guess Daddy could see my confusing because he explained on. “It would only be us, just our team. It’s too late for everyone else to be at the office anyway. Just Aunt JJ, Aunt Emily, Aunt Penelope, Uncle Rossi and Spencer. No one else.”

That put my worries at ease, but it didn’t answer million other questions running through my mind. Before I really understood what was happening, he stood up and made his way over to the dresser.

He paused seeing my hair ties and brush sitting on top. Daddy chuckled, “It’s a good thing I stopped Dada before he brushed your hair. Isn’t that right?”

I mean he wasn’t lying. When it came to doing my hair, Hotch is my favorite person…well after Aunt Penelope, JJ and Emily of course. Morgan…he wasn’t the most gentle when it came to brushing my hair. He sat back on the bed and began to brush and tie my hair.

Once satisfied, he went to my closet and grabbed my usual Little to-go bag. He began packing it with the usuals some coloring books, crayons, toys, my pacifier, and a weighted blanket. But speaking of paci…

Immediately when I saw my favorite pacifier I whined and made grabbie hands for it. Daddy immediately held it up for me as if to say “is this want you want?” When I nodded my head yes repeatedly, he walked over and handed it to me.

I immediately popped it in and felt the rush of relief. There’s something about a paci that just melts away the stress. I held Sharkey close and closed my eyes for a moment, soaking in the nice fuzzy feeling before it disappeared.

Daddy walked back over with a little pacifier clip. He wrapped it around and clipped it to my onesie so I wouldn’t lose it.

Dada popped in with a sippy cup on his hand. He handed it to Daddy before he zipped the bag up. I looked over at Dada and notice the new outfit he was wearing. Actually, now that I’m thinking that I notice Daddy was the same way. Out of their usual at home comfy clothes and back into their stupid work clothes.

“All set?” Hotch asked Morgan.

“Yeah I’m all set. Is she all good?”

“She’s all packed up and ready to go.”

Then they both looked back to me. I just squeezed Sharky and looked away. Dada walked over and kneeled down beside me.

“I know the last thing you want to do tonight is go out. But…” he dragged the but on, “Think of this whole thing like an adventure. Going undercover with your Caregivers at the FBI. You’re our Little agent tonight.”

I lifted my head up and met his eyes. That did sound cool the way he was saying it. I put my arms out to him and made grabby hands to be held.

He never needs to be told twice. He smiled, lifting me up into his arms. “Come on baby, let’s start our adventure.”

Dada carried me to the car with Daddy right behind. In Daddy’s arms, my backpack and his brief case in the other. Daddy hoping in the drivers seat while Dada buckled me into my seat. Once he hopped into the passenger seat, we were off.

The ride to the BAU wasn’t long at all, but with the emotionally exhausting day I’ve been having, I kept nodding off the whole drive. I really only woke up when the SUV came to a stop in the underground parking garage.

Daddy came to my side of the car, helping me with my seatbelt before I hoped out. It was weird seeing the parking garage so empty. Usually it would be filled with cars. Now it had our SUV and the others cars inside of it with the rest of the spots empty.

We made our way to the elevator. “Wanna press 15 for me sweetheart?” Hotch asked. I nodded and happily pressed the button. With that the doors close and we start to go up.

Once the doors opened I immediately started to feel shy. It’s very rare that I go out regressed like this, walking around in my onesie, stuffie in my hands and my paci in my mouth.

But today was a horrible, horrible day. And there was no way I was going to be much older than I am now.

I walk closer to Dada and grab his hand. He holds onto it tightly as I walk sort of hidden behind him.

Once in the bullpen Rossi greeted us. He began briefing Morgan and Hotch on what’s going on. All the big words fly over my head as I stay hidden against Dada’s side.

After a moment he turns and looks at me, “And hello my beautiful niece! How are you doing tonight? Out on a late night adventure?” Rossi smiles.

“She’s not feeling very talkative tonight David.” Hotch explains.

“Aw! That’s no problem. Whatever is most comfortable for my favorite niece in the whole world.” His kindness starts to bring me out of my shell a bit. I turn from Dada’s side to Rossi with a small smile across my face.

“She’s your only niece.” Morgan chuckles.

“Doesn’t make her any less my favorite.” Rossi winks towards me. Again I can’t help but smile.

With my free hand I lift Sharky up to Rossi to see. “Ahh! Well if it isn’t Sharky! He scared me! I thought there was a loose shark in here! You better keep an eye on him Y/N.” He winked.

Rossi looks back up towards Morgan and Hotch and explaining what they needed to do.

Morgan looks to me and squeezes my hand before letting it go, “Alright princess I gotta go do some work. You’re going to go with Daddy, okay? I’ll see you later.”

With a pat to my back and a kiss to the top of my forehead Dada he made a move to leave. But before he could I grabbed his hand again, a whine sounding behind my pacifier.

I could feel Daddy place a hand on my shoulder as Dada turned around and took his hand from me. “I know baby, I know. I promise I’ll be back soon. You stay with Daddy.” He tried to reassure but I shake my head no.

Tears fell from my face as I watched him walk into the middle of the bullpen and take a seat at his desk. I didn’t want this! I want to be home with the two of them!

Daddy picks me up and carried me towards his office, all while rubbing my back and trying to reassure me. Looking over his shoulder I could see the whole team gathering to talk about the case.

Aunt JJ and Emily stand next to Morgan’s desk chatting with him. Not unusual. What is unusual is Spencer. I’ve never seen Spencer outside of our headspaces before. Whenever we hang out he’s regressed with me. So seeing him working and being his usual adult self was an odd shock to my system.

But soon we were in Daddy’s office with the door shutting behind him. All at once the overwhelming office became less overwhelmed with just the two of us together.

He sat his briefcase down on his desk before crossing the office and taking a seat with me on his office couch. “It’s okay. I know, it’s a long day isn’t it? And it keeps getting longer. But I’m here and Dada’s just a few feet away. We’re here.”

Daddy spends a moment reassuring and comforting me. Once my tears stop falling he coaxes me to start to color at his coffee table. “Alright, Daddy’s got to go do some work and while I do why don’t you color a picture for Dada and I? If you need anything you just come over and I’ll help you.”

With a kiss to my forehead, he picked me up and placed me on the couch. He grabs my coloring book, my crayons and my sippy cup and places them all infront of me before he heads to his desk to work.

For a little while I try not to bother him as he types away on his computer and makes phone call after phone call. But after a picture or two I get a bit antsy. I want to be by him or Dada! Not at this stupid coffee table!

So, grabbing Sharky and my weighted blanket, I make my way over to Daddy at his desk. I round the desk and pull on his sleeve.

~~~

Hotch, who can’t even remember his name at the moment with the amount of work he has, snaps out of his fog when he feels a small tug on his sleeve.

Then a small smile creeps across his face as he sees the tired Little standing infront of him, rubbing their eyes with their fist, a yawn or two escaping behind their pacifier.

“Oh, Y/N. What’s the matter sweetheart?” He asks before remembering.

He takes a moment to look them over before asking, “You wanna go to bed sweetheart?” That gets a nod. “Okay, give me a second and I’ll get the couch set up for you.”

But before he even turns back to his computer, Y/N whiles and shakes her head no. That seemed to upset her.

Hotch turns to her once again, this time confused. She wants to sleep, but not on the couch. “What’s the matter honey?” He asked concerned.

Y/N, with tired tears in her eyes, reach out to him with her stuffie and blanket in her arms. Ohhhhhhh. Finally it kicks in.

“You wanna snuggle honey? Okay. Come here, let’s bundle you up first.” Y/N holds onto her shark as Hotch leans forward and wraps her weighted blanket around her. Then he picked her up like a little burrito and sits her on his lap. Her head rest comfortably against his chest as he wraps his arms around her.

“There you go. Comfy?” He asks getting a small nod in agreement. “Alright, you go to sleep. Daddy will be right here to protect you.” Hotch adds with a kiss to her forehead for good measure.

Hotch continues on working with Y/N peacefully sleeping in his arms. Her head pressed again his chest listening to his heart beat, her paci still in her mouth and her shark stuffie held tightly inside her blankie. She’s the most relaxed she had been all day.

An hour flew by before Hotch received a knock at his door. Garcia popped her head in to ask Hotch a question but that quickly flew out the window as she got a look at how adorable Y/N was.

“Oh my gosh!!! Look at her!!” She whispered, practically dying at the sight of Y/N peacefully sleep in Hotch’s arms.

Garcia couldn’t help herself and alerted everyone to the cute sight. Soon everyone was taking a break from their work to pop into Hotch’s office and see Y/N. They all cooed and awed at the adorable Little who only cuddled closer to her Caregiver.

Morgan smirks and rolls his eyes plays fully, “Hey! When is it my turn?”

“Your chances of being president of the FBI are better than you getting Y/N from my arms.” Hotch jokes back. Now that he had the sweet sleeping Little in his arms, he was not letting her go.

[chrisevansdaughter]

Scott and Chris always scare each other… what about Chris accidentally scares his little toddler reader who just got up from a nap?

Maybe only Scott can calm her down after this🥺 ???

Scare games gone wrong

Paring: Brother Chris & Scott x toddler! Reader

Summary; in the height of the lockdowns for the pandemic we all remember the scare games. Let’s just see one of those times it goes wrong.

Of course the whole point of war for the other not to know when it was going to happen but add their baby sister into the mix one afternoon.

All hell breaks loose.

Scott had put y/n down for a nap and was just chilling in the kitchen. Chris no where to be seen. He knew that probably meant a scare was being schemed, but Chris wouldn’t do that whilst she was napping right? He thought.

Time went by, he was just catching up on work, reading new scripts and replying to emails whilst listening out for if y/n woke up.

Most of the time she’d just climb out of bed because she had toddler bed with a rail just for her comfort and the brothers piece of mind.

Chris went to go scare Scott running round the corner into the kitchen, he soon found out he didn’t run into to him or dodger it was a sleepy y/n with her messy bed head, dummy hanging off her sleep suit and blankie tailing behind.

“Rawr!!! Scott I got you!!!” Chris screamed.

Tears lines her eyes, conflicted at why chrissy just did that, loud cries engulfed the entire room, echoing into the living room where Scott was currently going through emails on the couch.

“Chris what the hell is going on!” He asks as he walks into the kitchen, y/n running to him away from Chris. “Come here bubbas, you’re okay, it’s okay.” He tries to console a sleepy little y/n who’s basically having a meltdown.

Chris was sheepishly stood by the fridge, trying to make y/n a bottle as a little “I’m sorry”

It took a while for Scott to calm her down, before she would even let Chris anywhere near her or even let him try and get a word in without crying again.

“Bubs, come here sweet girl I’ve got something for you” He says as he shakes the bottle up for it to be ready to present to his little love.

“Mhmh Crissy” she mumbles from behind her dummie snuggling more into Scott before fully giving Chris another chance.

“I’m sorry sunshine, Chrissy is sorry baby” he sits in her room on the nursing seat that his sister insisted upon for her room at his house.

He rocks her as he tells her how much he loves her and how sorry he is, looking down at a sleepy milk drunk bubba lull herself back into her sleepy slumber he interrupted.

He knows next time, scare games can go wrong.

And let’s just say Scott wasn’t happy with him for the rest of the day…

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Perfect Family  (Joel Miller X Reader)

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

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

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

Summary: the happy ending that Joel Miller deserves.

Words count: 1.5k

A/N: This is the last part, I hope you are ready to say goodbye 🥺 This is Epilogue of Where It All Starts. But it can also be read as a standalone. I'm so grateful for all of you! Thank you for your comments, reblogs, and likes. Thank you for your support for this series ❤️ I love you, I mean it!!

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

It had been a few months after little Joel Miller was born and you started getting used to having less sleep, baby cries, changing diapers, breastfeeding, all the newborn stuff. You and Joel agreed to take turns for diaper change at nights and it helped you a lot to get more rest. 

The sun shone and you woke up. You stood up to pull the drapes open then you checked on your baby boy in the crib.

“Good morning, my baby boy.” You booped him on the nose. 

Your baby giggled and bounced his legs. You laughed seeing how cute your baby was. He had Joel’s brown eyes and high nose. If you had to be honest, you were disappointed because you carried him for 9 months just to look like Joel and not even you a little bit. But on the other side, you liked him looking like Joel because that meant you got to see two Joel Millers everyday. 

He started crying. It was time for him to feed. He was hungry. So you took your breastfeeding pillow that Joel had bought you, put it on your lap and laid your baby there. You pulled your shirt and let your baby suckle. You smiled looking at your baby and caressed his head. 

Joel groaned and stretched as he woke up.

“Mornin’.” Joel rubbed his eyes and greeted you with a hoarse voice.

Then he turned his head to look at you and snuggled beside you. His hand supported his head as he faced his mini me that was sucking your nipple. He chuckled and stroked Sam’s head that was as big as Joel’s hand. Then his sparkling eyes moved to stare at you.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You chuckled.

“You look so beautiful, baby.” He praised you with his morning voice.

“You really need to get your eye checked. My hair’s messy and I have dark circles.” You were being insecure.

“Nuh-uh. You look really beautiful right now, baby. I can’t take my eyes off you.” Joel kissed your arm.

Joel adored you so much. Seeing you having his baby, made him feel the joy that he never felt. You used to wish you could breastfeed Sarah when she was a baby, and now you were finally able to breastfeed Joel’s baby. It took years, but you and Joel were finally here. Together and even had a baby.  

“Do you want to go somewhere today?” It was the weekend and Joel wanted to spend the weekend with his family. 

“Where?” You turned your head to him.

“How about the zoo?” Joel chuckled softly.

You giggled and shook your head. You didn’t expect Joel would think of going to the zoo. It was a long time since you went to the zoo with him so you liked his idea.

“That’s a good idea.” You cupped his cheeks and rubbed his jaw with your thumb.

At the zoo

Sarah walked between Joel and you. Both hands holding each of yours and Joel’s hand while Joel’s other hand pushed the stroller with his son sleeping so soundly inside.

“1, 2, 3!” You and Joel swung Sarah.

“Again! Again!” Sarah giggled.

“1, 2, 3!” You and Joel counted together and swung her.

“Oh! Look there! A lion! What sound does a lion make, sweetie?”

“Roar!!” Sarah roared at you.

You and Joel laughed at her. Joel suddenly remembered the first time he and you went to the zoo when Sarah was a baby. He remembered exactly when you roared at Sarah. He even remembered the words he accidentally said to you about going to the zoo with Sarah again when she was bigger. He thought it wasn’t going to happen but now you and him were married and even had another addition to the family, your son.

“Ice cream!” Sarah shouted and pointed at the ice cream stand.

“I want ice cream!” Sarah jumped and pulled your hand.

“Okay, okay. We’re gonna get ice cream, sweetie.” You chuckled at her..

Then you turned your head to Joel and shook your head. Sometimes you blamed Joel’s genes for making such an energetic daughter. Joel shrugged and followed you behind.

“Hold it straight babygirl. Don’t drop your ice cream.” Joel supported Sarah’s hand that was holding her ice cream.

The four of you took a seat to get some rest for a while and ate your ice cream. 

*baby started crying*

“I need to feed him.” You sighed and smiled. 

You took one last lick to your ice cream and gave it to Joel. You took the baby bottle that you had filled with your breast milk and lifted your baby. 

“Hungry, huh?” You cooed at your baby while he nursed at the teat.

While you fed your baby, Joel’s other hand fed you your ice cream. You leaned in and licked your ice cream. Then Joel suddenly shook his head and chuckled. 

“What?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“Nothing.” He shrugged.

“What?” You insisted. 

“It’s just-déjà vu.” He answered.

You didn’t follow him so you raised your eyebrows.

“Do you remember when we came here when Sarah’s was about Sam’s age?” Joel asked.

You nodded.

“That’s where it all starts, baby. You, me, Sarah. Now there’s the four of us.” Joel finished his ice cream.

“Oh..” You just remembered about it and nodded. 

“I’m glad I knocked on your door that day, baby. And thank you for asking me to keep playing house with you. It was the best decision I’ve ever made.” Joel took your hand and rubbed it with his thumb.

“Well, you chose the right neighbor to babysit your daughter.” You smirked at him.

“I love you so much.” Joel chuckled.

“I love you more.” You smiled at him.

“Speaking of which..Where’s Sarah?” You couldn’t find her on the chairs next to you and Joel.

“What?” Joel took his eyes off you and looked around in panic.

“Jesus Christ.” Joel put his hand on his forehead as he saw his daughter playing with a boy her age.

“Maybe he’s her friend at school, Joel.” You told him as you put our baby back inside the stroller.

Joel groaned and stood up. He walked towards Sarah to get her back. He was protective of his kids. You just shook your head seeing Joel so protective because you knew you couldn’t stop him. 

“Okay, babygirl. Who’s that boy you were talking to?” Joel sat Sarah on the chair next to him.

“It’s ben! My boyfrieenddd~” Her cheeks redden.

“Boyfri-” Joel pinched his nose bridge. 

“Why didn’t you tell us you have a boyfriend, sweetie?” You giggled at your daughter.

“You’re not allowed to have a boyfriend until you finish college.” Joel crossed his arms on his chest.

“Mommy!” Sarah turned her head to you and asked for back up.

“This is between you and your dad, sweetie.” You raised both of your palms.

“Be honest with me. Did you kiss him?” Joel gently pulled Sarah’s head back to face him.

Sarah avoided Joel’s eyes and hummed. You giggled looking at your silly daughter and husband.

“Sarah, baby, look at me. Where did you kiss him? On the lips?” Joel cupped his daughter’s cheeks.

Sarah shook her head and pouted her lips. 

“Beenn~” She said his name again.

“Are you thinking about him right now?” Joel chuckled at his daughter. He couldn’t handle her cuteness but he had to act angry.

“You are not allowed to kiss anybody except mom and dad. Understand?” Joel raised his eyebrows.

Sarah kept avoiding his eyes and looked at you. 

“Look at me.” Joel gently turned her head to him again.

“Promise me.” Joel gave her his pinky.

“I promise, daddy.” She swayed a bit, pouted her lips, and pinky sweared with Joel.

“That’s my girl.” Joel lifted her daughter.

“You’re not going anywhere.” Then Joel sat her on his shoulders.

“Don’t be too hard on her.” You rested your hand on Joel’s shoulder and chuckled.

“No boys till she’s 30. Period.” Joel glared at you.

“30? You said until she finished college.” You were confused.

“Changed my mind.” Joel cleared his throat.

The four of you then continued your walk around the zoo and went home. You spent the night watching movies together in the living room. The movie was halfway played and Sarah was already asleep on Joel’s lap while little Joel Miller slept on your chest. 

Joel turned his head to you and enjoyed the view. He couldn’t believe he was now a family of four. He put his hand on top of yours, lifted it to his mouth and placed a kiss. You smiled at him. His marriage with his previous wife wasn’t a good one but now he had the most perfect family with a beautiful wife, beautiful daughter, and cute mini me or he liked to call him little Joel Miller.

The End.

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clingy hotch would be goals 🥺 like if he’s having a nightmare he can’t let go because he thinks you’re just a figment of his imagination. a dream he doesn’t want to wake up from 🥺❤

yess 🥺🥺 i'm so sorry, i defo misinterpreted this, i saw nightmare and just kinda wrote whatever :") <3

it was just past 2am, he woke up in cold sweats. gasps flying out of his mouth, his hands bundled in his bed sheets, perspiration glistening on his skin. it was just a bad dream, he tried to calm himself down but it doesn't work like usual. no, he needs something. someone

but in his frenzied state, he doesn't feel you beside him and the familiar lump crawls to his throat. he couldn't have been imagining all those sweet memories, had you left like haley did too? did someone take you?? every horrible situation his mind could possibly conjure up runs through his head and he has no choice but to let each one play out.

before he could hoarsely call out your name, you turned in your sleep. relief floods in his veins and he practically dives closer to you. the tears were falling freely, like a barricade had broken inside of him.

"y/n, my y/n-" he snuggles into your neck, trying to calm his racing heart. usually he would never disrupt you but tonight he's not himself. his mind was cruel, unsure of what was real and what isn't. everything was unravelling and he begins to feel himself become undone along with it. but all he knew, with surety lodged deep in his heart, was that you were his anchor in this turbulent sea

you awoke in slight shock, half expecting to see jack needing some comfort after a bad dream. you don't expect to see hotch wrapped so tightly. it's not like him to be so terrified, to be so vulnerable and you worry for a second if something terrible had happen. but you take a breath, holding him as close as you can. it had to have been a nightmare, you deduce. his phone was charging on the other side and there was no one around

"bad dream?" you mumble into his hair, gently stroking his face. you feel his tears fall and it breaks your heart piece by piece

he nods into you and you give a kiss to his head, leaning a little back so you could see him clearly. he's like a little boy in your arms and you want to hold him so tight until nothing bad could ever hurt him again

you didn't know the true extent of his pain but you knew it completely had destroyed him.

"i-i'm sorry, i-" he wipes his eyes with the back of hand, cursing at himself to have it together. these dreams never usually affected him this much and he was always good at having his feelings under control but tonight it was brutal. he could feel your lifeless body, how his throat was raw screaming your name over and over, the tears that burned and blurred his vision, the crushing weight of losing you like everything good in his life had to come to an abrupt end.

you hold his sweet face between your hands, pressing your lips to his forehead for a tender kiss. the pads of your thumbs sweep the apples of his cheeks, a reassuring a smile pulled on your lips

"go to sleep, baby. i'll be here. i'll always be here" you promise, laying the two of you back down on the bed again.

he doesn't have the energy to say a word, his silence is all the words you need. and he sleeps in your arms, the exhaustion taking him and you hold him close. running your fingers in his hair, his heartbeat a steady reminder that he was well and truly okay.

while he fights the demons during the day, you do your part and keep them well away at night

[melancholic-and-delusional]

Hi!! Hope you're having a great day! 💕

Can I request fem! Reader × akutagawa with fluff 9 and 10? Like, y/n is back from long and tiring overseas business trip or something and Aku (this poor boi😭) is being clingy cause he missed her so much🥺??(even though he never admits it lol he's too proud for that) ty❤️and stay hydrated!!

Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you enjoy what I've written!

Akutagawa misses his s/o <3

Fem!Reader

Word Count: 0.7k

Fluff prompts: "Let's stay in bed a little longer." ; "I've missed you so much."

Akutagawa, your coworker, as well as your boyfriend, wasn't enthusiastic when he heard that you've received a long and difficult mission. Not only that, but it was overseas, which meant that he wouldn't be able to see you at all for days, possibly weeks. How could he know if you were safe and sound? You yourself weren't sure how long it would take for you to finish the task, but knew you'd be able to handle it.

Upon leaving, Akutagawa helped you pack any luggage you needed and sent you off. He hugged you briefly, and the both of you exchanged goodbyes. Nothing more, nothing less.

He thought that he'd be able to endure it, and that was the case for the first few days. What he didn't expect was how much he would miss you by the end and how progressively harder it would get. The more days that passed, the more worried he'd get. He hadn't heard any news about the mission. How could he be sure that you were alright? What if you got yourself hurt? What if your means of transportation were somehow cut off or you got in an accident?

It was day nineteen since your leave. He made sure to keep count. Akutagawa was laying in bed, hugging a pillow and silently cursing himself for being so pathetic in that very moment. The room was quiet. Suddenly, the unlocking of a door was heard. He arose from his position on the bed and moved towards the front door. There you were, dragging your suitcase inside. He greeted you as per usual. It was hard for him to admit how much he had missed you, and he'd feel too embarrassed to jump into your embrace too quickly. However, he couldn't deny you when you ran to hug him as soon as you saw him. In fact, he couldn't help but silently utter the words "I've missed you."

You could barely hear him, and you asked him to repeat himself. You looked at him as he attempted to avoid eye contact with you, a light pink blush began to cover his pale face.

"I've missed you so much," he repeated, this time louder. His calm and collected facade was almost lost.

You giggled at his coy attitude.

Fast forward to the morning of the following day, the two of you were off duty. You woke up to find Akutagawa's arm wrapped around your waist. Usually, he'd be more distant and, at most, hold your hand while asleep. You couldn't complain. After all, it was always a pleasure to cuddle with him.

Soon enough, he opened his dark eyes and whispered, "Good morning" to you. This time, he chose to act as if being so clingy was completely normal for him. He didn't pull away from you, nor did he comment anything about it. Your boyfriend just snuggled closer to you, closing his eyes again and even planting a few soft kisses on the back of your head.

"I'm glad you've returned home unharmed," he commented, breaking the temporary silence.

You got shivers down your spine from his breath hitting the back of your neck. You smiled, your chest feeling warm and fuzzy. You knew that despite his aloofness, deep down, he cared a lot for you. Moments like those would remind you of his true love for you.

"You said that yesterday," you reminded him.

"I can recall that. I just want to make sure you know how much you mean to me." As his sentence progressed, his words got quieter and quieter. He spoke softly, a bit shy to admit that, yet he didn't fail in making you feel loved and appreciated.

"Would you like me to make you breakfast? I'm sure you've also missed the meals I make you, no?" you proposed this idea to him.

"You're right, my dear. However, I do not wish to end this pleasant morning just now. Let's stay in bed a little longer," he requested.

Closing your eyes, you let Akutagawa continue to shower you with his affection.

[jackharloww]

maybe like jack taking care of the baby while reader is sick and being extra soft to both of them🥺

A/n Thank you for this anon, hope you like it!!

Daddy duties

”My head is killing me,” I groaned, rubbing my head, trying to ease the throbbing pain. Jack and I woke up a half hour ago but were still in bed as Grace was still asleep. Jack hugged me as one of his hands gently rubbed my back.

”You want some tea?” He asked, followed by multiple kisses planted on my head. I nod and snuggle closer to him.

”Soon. I want more cuddles, please,” I mumble out, my voice muffled by his chest. He chuckles and hugs me a bit tighter. Just as if she was waiting for this, Grace’s little fusses could be heard from the monitor, indicating that she had woken up. Jack starts to move in bed, causing me to let out a groan, making him laugh.

”I’ll go get her. You stay here, love” He kissed my head once more and got up from bed to walk out to get Grace.

”Good morning, my little angel, hi Gracie,” Jack’s cute voice could be heard from the baby monitor on the nightstand beside the bed. I reach for it and stare into the camera seeing Jack picking Grace up from the crib. He kisses her chubby cheeks and pulls her closer to him. I smile and put it down to try and get up from bed. As I put my whole body up to sit on the bed, my head started to throb even more. I fall back into the bed with a groan and take the covers over my head. I could hear Jack’s footsteps coming closer to our room; I took my head out of the covers to look at them both. He hands me Grace so I can feed her; she starts to fuss again and grabs my shirt.

“Someone’s hungry” I bend down and kiss her forehead.

”I’ll go make you some tea, mamas” Jack walks out of the room again. He returns a few minutes later with a cup of tea in one of his hands and, in the other, he had an Advil. He puts them both on the nightstand and gently sits beside us. His arm comes behind me, and one of his hands caresses Grace’s cheeks, a smile plastered on his face. As soon as Grace is done eating, Jack reaches out for her; he takes her from my arms and starts to burp her.

“Take this Advil, and rest today. I got her,” he insures me, bending down to kiss me. I give him a thankful smile and take the Advil before sipping on the hot tea.

— a few hours later

“Baby, Come on, you have to eat something,” Jack’s voice could be heard from the bedroom door. “Tell her, Gracie, tell mommy to wake up.”

“Wake up, mommy,” he says in his baby voice, pretending to be Grace.

“I’m awake” I couldn’t help but laugh at his silliness. I slowly sat up in bed; my head was still hurting but not as much as it was this morning.

“Grace and I have cuddled, we’ve talked to grandma, we made you some soup, and we also picked a movie to watch for later” He tells me proudly and kisses me as soon as I come to his side, and we both walk to the living room. I sit down and grab Grace to cuddle with her a bit.

“Did you have a good day with daddy? Yeah, he’s funny, isn’t he?”

And that’s how we spent the rest of the day, sitting in the living room, having a movie marathon.

[wzrd-wheezes]

Hi! Can you do a lil blurb on its readers birthday, and she & Fred are in their little flat near the Weasleys shop, and he proposes. 🥺

AN - I got a bit carried away with this and it turned into way more than a blurb but I hope you enjoy!

Fred crept out of bed carefully, wincing slightly when the bed springs squeaked. He glanced over at Y/N who was still sleeping soundly and he let out a sigh of relief, he kissed her softly on the cheek before hurrying out of the room.

Ideally, he wanted to have everything sorted before they went to bed, but Y/N had insisted of spending the last few minutes before her birthday with him before they slept. He trudged into the living room, laying her presents out on the coffee table and setting the flowers that he had bought her next to them. Smiling to himself, satisfied with his arrangement, he went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Since they had been together, it had become a tradition to have breakfast in bed together on eachothers birthday. Fred sang softly to himself while he prepared his girlfriends favourite breakfast and arranged it carefully on a tray. There was an aching, nervous feeling in his stomach as he walked towards their bedroom. He had been waiting to propose to Y/N for a while and had never seemed to find the right moment. But now, having been settled into their flat for a little while, it seemed like the perfect time.

Y/N stirred as he pushed their bedroom door open with his foot. She sat up slightly, sleepily rubbing her eyes and yawning.

“Good morning, love,” Fred smiled, “Happy birthday!” he leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips.

“Thank you.” She grinned at him. Fred loved the way that she looked when she woke up. He loved the way that her hair fell messily over her face, the way that her lips were slightly swollen, the way her voice was raspier than usual. He set the tray down on her lap and snuggled back into bed with her while they ate.

The whole time they were eating, Fred’s heart was pounding in his chest. He’d never felt this nervous before in his life. He wasn’t sure why he felt so nervous, they had spoken about getting married before so it wasn’t like he was just springing this idea on to her.

“C’mon then darling, let’s get up and dressed so I can give you your presents.” he said, pressing a kiss against her temple.

Y/N settled herself on the sofa in front of the coffee table and began unwrapping her gifts. Fred’s heart was racing, getting faster and faster with each rip of the wrapping paper. Once she had opened them all she set them down on the table and smiled at him.

“I love them all so much.” she grinned, “Thank you.”

“There’s one more thing I have to give you as well,”

“What?” Y/N questioned, “You’ve spoilt me enough already!”

Fred chuckled, walking over to the cupboard. He pulled out her last gift, it was flat, square shaped and wrapped carefully in brown paper. Y/N furrowed her brows at him quizzically when he handed it to her. Her fingers danced quickly over the paper, unwrapping it and revealing a handmade scrapbook.

She opened the first page, revealing a picture of herself and Fred. The pages were filled with photos of them from their days at Hogwarts right up until when they moved into their flat above the twins shop. Cinema tickets, handwritten letters, and souvenirs decorated the gaps. It had taken Fred hours to put the scrapbook together. Y/N’s eyes welled up as she looked at each page, completely engrossed. When she reached the last page, it was completely blank apart from some text in the centre which had her birthday and a hand written sentence which read:

Will you marry me?

Y/N dropped the book in her lap, looking up at Fred in shock. She was looking through the pages that intensely that she hadn’t even noticed Fred get down on one knee.

“Y/N, you’re my best friend, my other half and more importantly, my partner in crime,” he grinned, looking up at her and getting the ring from his pocket “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Oh, Fred,” She smiled, looking lovingly at him.

“So, will you marry me?” he asked, opening the box and presenting the ring to her.

“Of course I will!” she exclaimed, leaning down to kiss him deeply.

[messrmoonyy]

can I have something really sweet and fluffy messr? Maybe waking up with Tess and having cuddles? Maybe it could be pre apocalypse, no badness at all. I don’t care if it’s short or anything I just really need some fluffiness with Tess 🥺🥺🥺

Doctors orders

Tess Servopoulos x fem!reader

A/N- a few of you sent asks this week saying you wanted something fluffy as fuck so here you have it. I hope this cures any and all things you might be going through rn. Take a break. Come take a read and snuggle with Tess. You deserve it. Also look at how mesmerising that gif is my god she’s so beautiful. I’ll probably still post on Monday/Tuesday like normal I just wanted to drop this now cause it’s short and sweet ||| there is no readmore cut in this as everytime I included one it chopped off the bottom three paragraphs.

Warnings: none // pre apocalypse au.

Word count: 1.3k

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Reblogs and comments are always greatly appreciated <3

You woke up to the sun shining across your face, peaking through a crack in the curtains and drowning you in early morning light. You twisted away from the curtains with a small groan, rolling over and reaching out for Tess. Only for your hand to find empty space instead.

Your sleepy eyes opened, handing patting the empty space as if she might somehow materialise back onto the sheets. Remnants of her warmth lingered in the cotton so should couldn’t have been gone long. You pressed your face against her pillow, comforted by the familiar scent of her and letting it ease you into a better sense of awareness.

Before you could call out for her, or get up and have a wander around the house to see where she’d gotten to, the bedroom door opened and she re appeared, climbing carefully back into bed again

“ sorry baby did I wake you? “ she asked as she opened her arms to you, letting you curl up against her chest.

“ it’s fine you didn’t “ you mumbled, pressing your face against her neck and sighing. You loved mornings like that. When you could just… exist together. Quiet and calm and warm.

Especially when the world outside seemed so… on edge lately. Rumours and fake news, scaremongering people about something or other. Wars in one country and famine in another. But in your house, your space, you could pretend the world was at peace.

“ don’t get too comfy. I have to get up and get ready for work soon “ you groaned in annoyance and it drew a small laugh from her, pressing a kiss to your head “ unfortunately not all of us have the week off “ you’d both booked the week out from work, needing to use up vacation days and hoping to spend the week alone together. You’d even discussed possibly going away for the weekend.

That was until Tess had come home last week to tell you she had to cover the week instead, one of her colleagues having had her baby or some shit like that. You’d known she had had the news the second she’d walked through the door with flowers to soften the blow.

You only got flowers on special occasions or when she’d pissed you off too much and needed to sweeten you up again. You knew it wasn’t her fault. But it was still annoying.

“ fucking Carla and her fucking baby “ you grumbled, tightening your grip on your girlfriend in some hopes it would make her stay, tangling your legs up with hers. She laughed in the way that always pulled a smile onto your face, light and melodic in a way that didn’t feel like it belonged to her.

“ yeah fuck Carla for getting pregnant huh? “

“ fuck em “ she shook her head, still laughing and ran a hand through your hair.

“ they’ll be plenty of other times we can spend the day together “ You sighed and shifted onto your back, looking up at the ceiling “ don’t get grumpy “

“ M’not grumpy “

“ yeah well tell you’re fuckin face that then “ she said with a smile, turning on her side to look at you, brushing your hair away from your face “ I can try get away early. We’ll go out for dinner or something, how’s that? “ you pondered on it for a while. Dinner would be nice. You hadn’t had an excuse to get all dressed up for a while. But it wasn’t enough. Four days worth of moping around the house bored because you didn’t have to work and she did, was finally coming to a head.

“ or you could just not go in at all “

“ baby-“

“ my god I think you’re sick “ you said with a dramatic voice, pressing the back of your hand to her forehead suddenly. You shifted to sit up more and pulled your best despair filled expression “ fuck. Yep. Burning up. Maybe it’s a fever “ she gave you a confused look, a smile pulling at her lips as she watched you “ I think you could even be contagious. I think for the benefit of your colleagues you need to stay home. It’d be pretty selfish to go and make them sick too wouldnt it? Oh no. What a shame. You’re just gonna have to stay home with me all day “

“ oh I’m sick? “ the smile on her face was the only real contagious thing about her, making it extremely difficult to force away your own.

“ so sick. I mean look at you, throwing up all over the fuckin place! Temperature. Got the chills. Man. You are just… you’re so sick. I think you should call in right now “

“ you are absolutely mental. Did you know that? “

“ fuck are you hallucinating now too? You’re worse than I thought “

“ that is possible for saying you’re being a fuckin head case right now. What have you been smoking? “ you rolled your eyes and folded your arms across your chest.

“ you have to stay home and be tended too by your wonderful, delightful, caring girlfriend “ you said, jutting your chin up with some air of superiority. Her hands reached out for you, tugging you back down onto her chest.

“ it’s sweet that you want me to stay. But I have to go to work “ you sighed and she brushed the backs of her fingers against your cheek, some gentle way of trying to ease the frown etched into your face “ cheer up “ she slid her hand round to the back of your head, pulling you in to kiss her. Knowing full well it would eliminate your frown immediately.

Which of course it did.

You’d long ago decided that it was physically impossible to be anything but overcome with immense joy when she was kissing you. Before her you’d not thought much of kissing, maybe because none of your exes had been particularly good at it. But she was. Fuck she was.

The gentle way in which she could command control with the soft press of her fingers, the way her lips seemed as though were made to kiss no one else but you. As ridiculously cheesy as it sounded, you were quite convinced they were made just for you. No one else on planet earth could make you feel the way she could.

“ that’s better “ she said softly against your lips, kissing you once more before pulling away “ see you crazy ass. I’m fine “ you shook your head, half lidded eyes falling closed again as you brushed your lips over hers.

“ still seem sick to me “ you whispered, kissing her again hoping to simply just distract her enough that by some miracle she might forget that she had to leave. Of course it wouldn’t work but at least you were giving yourself more reasons to kiss her.

“ a nurse now are you? “ she asked in between your kisses, a hand sliding up your back in a way that told you that your ridiculous plan might actually be working.

It was true that if anyone could make her do something it was you. Joel always joked that you two were joined at the hip, simply following the other around no matter what they did. Two lovesick puppies still stuck in the honeymoon phase even though you’d been together for years. And it was true for the most part. You were inseparable. The honeymoon phase probably was still in full effect. You had your ups and downs, but the ups were more frequent. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“ actually I am medically trained to the highest

“ well. If it’s doctors orders who am I to argue “ she said with a grin, hands soothing up and down your thighs. You reached over to the side table and grabbed her phone, scrolling through her contacts and clicking the number of her boss and handing her the phone

“ doctors. Orders “

[bloodhoundluke]

slip away – luke hemmings

description: luke is having a tough time, and his girlfriend has had enough of his behavior.

pairing: she/her x luke hemmings

warnings: 🔞 drug abuse, angst, cursing (let me know if there's anything else).

word count: 1,4k-ish.

a/:n: so finally the when facing the things we turn away from series continues 🖤 this has been on my drafts for a while now and i decided to publish it after editing it. i was supposed to publish the series in a chronological order but i couldn't wait to publish this first (call me impatient lol) (edit: i republished this due to some issues) 🥺

this is pt. 8 of when facing the things we turn away from series.

GIF by kaleidoscopeminds

For the longest time, they were happy. Luke thought they were made for each other, and maybe they were for a while. Luke had feared that day would come. The day she would leave. She was tired of all the excuses, lies and the pain he had put her through. He was tired of hurting her. He really tried to change, but he just didn’t know how. The therapy and rehab helped for a while, until he relapsed and spiraled into a dark place.

It wasn’t just the drugs for her. He had changed, and if it came to asking her, he had changed for the worse. She happily played the role of the supportive girlfriend for a year or so. She tried to be by his side. He was the love of her life after all. He became cynical, cold. Distant. She tried to reach him, but how could you reach someone who didn’t want to be found? Lonely nights at their shared bedroom drove her insane. Luke spent his days in the studio or promoting the band’s new singles. Afterwards he hung out with the boys or sipped whiskey on the rocks at whatever bar he could find. He swore that he had been to every single bar in LA, and it humiliated him. But an addict would always be an addict, no matter the substance, right?

It was a Monday night. Stumbling across the house, Luke fell to the floor. She found him and helped pick him up. A bag of some white substance fell to the floor. She couldn’t believe it and she wanted to yell at him. She couldn’t understand what he was saying to her. It was utter nonsense. What he wanted to say was ‘sorry’. He didn’t even remember the last time they had truly spoken and neither did she. They were strangers to each other. She waited until he passed out on the sofa and checked his breathing just to make sure everything was alright. She got rid of the white substance and placed a glass of water on the coffee table for him. Petunia snuggled up to him, and she could barely remember when she had seen the two lying next to each other. It reminded of how things used to be and the memories felt like a knife in the chest. But she had decided already that she’d leave him. Around 5am, Luke made his way to the bedroom and woke her up. She decided it was time. The time to leave him. If she'd wait for longer, she didn't know if she would be able to pull it off. Luke would apologize, and she'd comfort him. That scenario had happened one too many times already.

“Don’t you leave me in this silence”, he sobbed into her black hoodie, his head snuggled against her chest.

“I am sorry, Luke…but we are no longer good together. I can’t take it anymore…the lies. The... bullshit. I am done”, she looked down at him and bit her lips. They had been like this for a while now, just her hugging him and his head against her chest. But she would have to move away from him soon. She was still scared that he could persuade her to stay.

Luke repositioned himself and didn’t say anything back. For a while, their arms were wrapped around each other’s bodies. Luke pressed a kiss on top of her head, as if saying she mattered the most to him. And she did, of course she did. He knew he fucked up when he started to use again, but it was an addiction. There were bound to be setbacks.

She was the first one to back away from the embrace.

“I lo….love you”, was the last thing she heard before exiting their once so happy home. The house they had bought together. The house they had renovated together, despite it took forever to finish. The house in which they had made their future plans. But now it had turned to a house of a broken, lonely hearted man. 

Luke replayed the night she found out about his drug abuse in his head about a million times. He couldn't stop blaming himself.

“Do you want to be with me, Luke?”, she questioned the curly-haired man in front of her.

“Of course I do”.

“Then why do you do this shit?”, she was pissed, Luke could tell.

“What shit?”, he spat.

“I found the Xanax”, her tears fell down her cheeks despite she tried hard to keep them in.

“What do you mean? Xanax?”. She could tell he was acting oblivious - she knew him too well at this point. He was lying to her, she knew. 

“Yes, the fuckin’ Xanax, Luke! What the fuck is going on?”.

“Nothin’. Nothin’ is going on. Don’t worry”. He locked himself in the downstairs bathroom - thankfully she had removed the pills from there. She prayed he didn’t have another stash lying somewhere.

“Luke? Luke! Open the door”, she banged heavily on the door. No answer. She kept on going, until he opened the door. 

His eyes were bloodshot. He stood still. It was like he didn’t have any emotions behind those eyes. He looked like Luke… but he wasn’t like Luke. He didn’t seem to resemble the Luke she had fallen in love with. Not the giggly, charming Luke. Not the empathetic, loveable Luke. He was an empty shell.

“Help me, please”, Luke whimpered the next morning. She had almost dropped him off at some rehabilitation center last night, but Luke had begged her not to do so.

“I promise, I’ll help you”, she planted a kiss on his forehead and caressed his hair. What had happened? And how come hadn’t she noticed?

It had been a year since she had left him. She hoped he’d be better off without her and vice versa. It had been an adjustment for them both; trying to get used to the idea of not being together anymore. For a while, she had felt horrible and devastated. So heartbroken. She felt like there was a piece of her soul missing. Everything seemed to be a reminder of him. Seeing the heart shaped cookies in the nearby store they used to eat together felt like a punch in the stomach. Hearing their favorite romantic ballads on the radio killed her inside. The smell of his worn out sweaters that she had accidentally packed drove her insane: why couldn't she just forget about him already?  Slowly, but surely she survived. The things that reminded of him gradually started to feel indifferent. Sometimes they even evoked positive feelings: she was grateful for the good times they had shared. And the bad times were a life lesson.

What she didn’t know was that Luke was an absolute mess for the first five months. Without the help from the boys, he probably wouldn’t have eaten in days. Or left his bed. Or brushed his teeth. All that was racing around his mind was her. And the memories they had created together. The beautiful picnic she had set up for him when they were in London a few years ago. The first 'I love you' in the rain. The way he introduced her to his family and they instantly fell in love with her, just like he had done when they first met. And the moments that never happened, like the proposal he had planned for her. It was supposed to be an intimate and breathtaking picnic. Great food and wine, and even greater company. He could still imagine what their life together would be now that he is better. How they would share small moments of intimacy, promising to love each other until the day they die. How he'd do anything in his power to make her feel like the luckiest woman in the world.  

The memories started to fade over time. But it didn’t mean they didn’t matter; they mattered the world. Luckily for Luke, he had experienced two silver linings in his life: her and rehab.

“I can feel you slip away, like I knew you would”, he sadly half-smiles and pets Petunia on the balcony of his newly purchased oceanfront house.

© 2023 bloodhoundluke.

[mooodyblue]

I’d love to see CG!us or cg e deal with a tantrum from a very grumpy little you 🥺

wahhh i loved this one, ty for the request and inspo 💋💋 wrote this with cg!e bc i don't have many elvis requests in my asks rn!

wc: 962

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elvis's patience was being tested big time today. he knew you couldn't help it. sometimes you had your bad days, that's okay. that doesn't mean he liked the bad days though. most bad days were triggered by something frustrating happening with you during your day or you not getting enough sleep. it was definitely a mixture of both today.

maybe a lot of it had to do with him leaving you with jerry again for the third time this week. of course, you weren't little every time but today was just the icing on the cake for you. you woke up little, clingy and just needy for elvis’s presence. you had this whole day planned in your head for you and elvis which involved lots of snuggling. but unfortunately, your whole day was ruined when he said he had to finish recording today meaning jerry would be over to watch you today.

and jerry knew you didn't mean to be so….harsh towards him. he understood being away from elvis especially when you were little was frustrating for you. he did everything he could to keep you busy and to get your mind off of him not being there but it was all your mind could go to, elvis not being there.

the later it got, the more frustrated you were. elvis promised to be home at a specific time and he was late. you didn't like when he was late and honestly, it felt like he lied to you. he never breaks his promises to you and now here he is, not home when he was supposed to be. what kind of daddy does that?

you tucked yourself in a corner, bringing your knees to your chest as you angrily glared at jerry who was attempting to get you upstairs in bed. “c'mon, hon. don't be like that.” he sighed.

“i want daddy.” you complained. “no sleep till he's here!”

jerry scratched the side of his head, unsure of what to do. in his defense, he wanted elvis back too.

after attempting to coax you out of the corner several times, elvis eventually pulled up to graceland, causing jerry to jump up and meet him at the front door elvis wandered in with a tired smile, “how's my baby doin’?”

“well, they're mad at you. they've got themselves cornered in the music room so….leavin’ that up to you. good luck.” he patted elvis on the back and left before elvis could even respond.

“yeah, see you later.” he muttered sarcastically. elvis shut the door behind him and ventured off to find you, frowning at you in the corner. “now, what's goin’ on? why are you givin’ jer’ a hard time?”

“mad at daddy.” you said, hugging your knees tighter.

“baby-”

“no! daddy’s always busy! never has time for me, always goin’ off a-and leavin’ me with stupid jerry ‘n then lying about comin' home! daddy doesn't love me anymore!” you vented, stomping your feet angrily.

elvis shot you a stern look, a look that you didn't like very much. you knew what was coming. “y/n, that's not very nice.” he voiced. “we do not call our friends stupid, jerry is not stupid and you know that. jerry loves ya enough to come and watch you when you're feelin’ tiny when he doesn't have to, i don't think that's very stupid of him, is it?”

you pouted, looking down. “no….”

“i’m not just leavin’ you here with jerry for any ol’ reason, i got work i have to do, baby. i got albums to record, meetings and shows to do, you know that. i’m sorry if i’m runnin’ a little late but sometimes it happens, it's life. that doesn't mean you gotta go and treat other people badly for it.”

that made you feel bad, now elvis really didn't love you anymore. that was it, he was going to leave you for being stupid and silly and being mean and-

“and ain't no way in hell have i ever said i don't love ya anymore. i love ya to death, honey. you're my baby, you know that. all the plushies, the toys, the snacks-it's because i love you.” he crouched down, meeting you eye level and took your hands, looking into your glossy, tear filled eyes. “i hate leaving you. i really do. i feel terrible when i’m not home when i said i'd be, i don't do these things on purpose, y'know.”

tears fell from the brim of your eyes and you threw yourself onto elvis nearly knocking him down, hugging him tightly and crying into your shoulder. “‘m sorry daddy, i-i didn' mean to be so mean. i just miss you and i don’ think jerry’s stupid and i love you and i don't want you to leave me and ‘m scared you're gonna hate me and-”

elvis pulled away, a soft grip on your shoulders. “don't you ever say i’d hate you for anything. i could never hate you.” he said sternly. “i wuv you, yittle. with all my damn heart, i mean it. i just need ya to be a little nicer when jer’ does have to come by and i promise to call if daddy’s ever runnin’ late.”

you nodded and sniffled, wiping your nose with the back of your sleeve. “c’n i apologize to jer’ tomorrow?”

he gave you a warm smile, “of course you can, thank you. he'd appreciate that. are we okay now?”

you replied with a nod, giving him a quick kiss.

“can we get you ready for bed? daddy’s all tired out.”

“mhm.” you stood up, holding your hand out for elvis as he got up too. “can you read to me?”

elvis chuckled, “yeah, alright. anything for my baby.”

[melody-everbelle]

On Sunday Morning (Nathan Chen x Reader)

Title: On Sunday Morning

Pairing: Nathan Chen x gender neutral gamer!reader

Word count: 1,090

Warning(s): Though not really a warning, there is some fluff in this story 🥺

Summary: Nathan wakes up to find a Sunday morning routine that Y/N does.

Author's Note: I don’t have any words... Let’s just say this fanfic was inspired by me having to wake up almost every Sunday morning to play ACNH to buy turnips in-game.

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You were in bed, cuddling warmly with Nathan. While sleeping, you were aware that today was your first Sunday since moving in with him. You woke up to take a look at the alarm clock that was on the drawer next to the bed. 4:59 AM, it read. That meant now was the time to get your Nintendo Switch to play Animal Crossing: New Horizons, and to buy turnips in the game. But you did not want to abruptly wake your boyfriend up from his peaceful slumber, and you normally wouldn't wake up this early. You softly planted a kiss on Nathan's forehead before you carefully climbed out of the bed, grabbed your Switch, and headed downstairs to the living room, all while trying not to make any noise. Once you landed on the couch, you turned on your Switch and wandered around your island in-game.

About an hour after you left, Nathan woke up to the alarm clock beeping. "Morning, Y/N," he opened his eyes only to find that you were not on the bed. "Y/N?" He quickly sat up, his eyes darting all over the room. "Where'd you go?" He whispered before climbing out of the bed and and exiting the bedroom to find you. "Y/N? Y/N, where are you?"

As you were busy playing your game in the living room, you heard Nathan call your name. "Oh shoot!" you whispered before exclaiming, "I'm downstairs, Nathan!"

Eventually, you saw Nathan heading downstairs to find you. "There you are, Y/N!" Nathan sighed in relief at the fact that you were in the living room all along. "I've been looking all over for you since I woke up." He stopped to notice the Nintendo Switch that was being held by both of your hands.

"Oh!" You gasped and stuttered, "Nathan, I-I can explain..."

"What are you doing in the living room with your console early in the morning?" he questioned.

"Yeah, about that," you sat up and moved to the end of the couch, inviting Nathan to sit next to you. "Please sit here, I've got something to show you."

Nathan obliged and headed over to the couch, instantly snuggling with you. "So, what's this about?"

You showed Nathan your Switch, which portrayed your character interacting with a small female boar wearing a blue kimono style dress, a white headscarf, and a basket of turnips on top of her head. One notable feature is a drip coming from her left nostril. "You see that small boar wearing turnips on her head? That's Daisy Mae, she visits my island every Sunday to sell turnips."

Nathan watched as your character bought the turnips from Daisy Mae, with the latter chanting a rhyme, "Turnips, turnips, watch them rise! Try to earn a nice surprise!"

"So, what do you do with the turnips in the game, exactly?" Nathan chuckled.

"You can do pretty much anything," you explained. "You can sell them, you can eat them, and you can even use them as ingredients."

"Wow, that's amazing," Nathan commented.

"But there are some downsides when it comes to turnips," you warned. "For starters, you can't sell turnips on Sundays, and if you don't do anything with your turnips by next Sunday, they'll rot. Like this," you directed your character to an area of your island where a spoiled turnip was being swarmed by ants.

"Oh, yikes," Nathan slightly cringed as he watched your character catch the ants with his/her/their net. 

"On the bright side, though," you pointed out as your character caught the ants, "spoiled turnips can be used to catch ants."

"That's really cool," Nathan sighed as he learned that spoiled turnips could be used as a silver lining in the game. "So, what are you going to do with your turnips?"

"You see, Nathan," you sighed, "I've been wanting to make some money, er, Bells, for my island." You showed him the current state of your island, which was far from the way you wanted it to be. "But, in order for it to happen, I have to spend so much Bells on certain things, such as relocating houses, building and getting rid of bridges and inclines, you get the gist."

"I see," Nathan nodded sympathetically as he saw how imperfect your island was.

"But I'm not gonna worry about that right now," you acknowledged. "From now on, I wanna spend some time having fun in the game, while also making sure I have enough materials for my island. I'm not giving up, no matter what happens."

"That's the spirit!" Nathan praised, being reminded of how he persevered since his time at the 2018 Winter Olympics. "I knew you're not gonna give up, despite your financial problems... in-game, of course."

You blushed and felt your heart flutter at Nathan's comment. Ever since the day you met him, you were inspired to keep your head up despite the obstacles that you were facing in your lifetime, and to have someone like Nathan encourage you to keep going just made you love him even more. You collapsed on his chest and let out a sigh, "Thanks, Nathan. You're the best boyfriend I could ever ask for. And I'm sure as heck I'll reach my goal someday."

"That's my girl/boy/lover," Nathan softly kissed your forehead as you giggled.

"So the more turnips I buy," you continued as you kept playing your game, "the more money I'll make just by selling them the next days after today."

"See, I knew you can do it!" Nathan started teasing you by repeatedly pecking his lips all over your face and neck.

"Nathan, stop, I'm in the middle of playing my game!" You laughed as you squirmed around from being kissed until Nathan slowly came to a stop.

You felt Nathan wrap his arms around you as the both of you lay down on the couch. "So, shouldn't we be having breakfast right now?" You wondered as you were finished placing your turnips on your island to prepare for selling them tomorrow.

"How about I watch you play for a couple of more minutes? We've got plenty of time all morning," Nathan placed his chin on your head.

"You're right," you replied. "I love you, Nate."

"Love you too, love," Nathan planted a kiss on your head.

The both of you spent the rest of the morning on the couch, with you explaining the basics of the game to Nathan, until your Switch gave the "low battery" warning.

[strawberrysodaslut]

just super fluffy poly!marauders smut (reader is just feeling needy and subby i🥺🥺🥺🥺) please I BEG of you no daddy kink, something about that always rubs me the wrong way😬 I love your writing by the way !! <3

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summary: after a nice morning at the lake, you feel needy for your boys and they are more than happy to help you out.

warnings: Smut 18+ mdni, fluff, dom james, dom sirius, dom remus, sub reader, reader is needy, oral (male and fem receiving), hand job, cum eating, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms,

a/n: thank you so much! i’m so glad you love my writing! dw i don’t think i’ll ever write a daddy/mommy kink. i don’t judge those who do but that’s just not for me bahahha

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As soon as you woke up you knew how this day would go. You didn’t feel sad, just… needy? You needed your boys with you, you needed them.

Sirius and James were still asleep, but Remus was already awake, half dressed while brushing his teeth. You slowly get up, careful to not wake up the sleeping boys, and walk behind Remus, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“G’morning Remmy.” You say, voice quiet from your sleep. You stand up on your toes to press a kiss on his bare shoulder, then resting your cheek on his back.

He turns around, cupping your cheek with his hand, the other on your waist. He presses a soft kiss to your lips. “Goodmorning my love, you sleep well?”

You nod, resting your forehead on his chest. Sighing as you away with your boyfriend like you’re in a dance. “You feeling up to the lake today?” You ask him, knowing that even weeks after the full moon he might be having fatigue problems.

He smiles, “Yeah I’m up for it, I might just chill there though, no swimming you know?” You nod into his chest, pressing a soft kiss where your lips are.

“I know, let us know if it’s too much okay?” You look up, furrowing your brows to show how serious you are.

He chuckles, “I promise, I will.”

You hear a groan behind you, which can only mean one thing, Sirius is awake. If you had to pick an example of someone who wasn’t a morning person, it would be Sirius. He hates waking up.

“Fuuuck.” He groaned, sitting up and staring at the you and Remus, you weren’t even sure if he could see you, or if he was just looking in your direction.

“Good morning to you too, Pads,” Remus says, chuckling at his boyfriends state.

You giggle, releasing Remus from your grip as you walk over to Sirius to kiss him good-morning. Although Sirius wasn’t in a good mood, he reciprocated the kiss, smiling when you pull back.

“That’s how you start the day,” Sirius breathes out, pulling you back in for a chaste kiss before getting up to say good-morning to his boyfriend.

As you watch Sirius walk towards Remus, your eyes are pulled towards the hard on Sirius wore in his sweatpants. You couldn’t help but feel a heat between your thighs, arousal brewing in your stomach.

You lie down, hoping the feeling will fade soon, when you hear James stirring beside you. You roll over and press kisses on his face to coax him out of sleep.

A smile spreads across his face, “G’morning angel.” He says, his voice hoarse from sleep. He snakes his arm around your waist to pull you into him. You let him, snuggling into his side as he presses kisses into your neck.

James was always the sweetest waking up, always wanting to be attached to someone for at least an hour after he gets up.

The morning progresses quickly once everyone is up. Remus heads to the kitchen to grab food while the rest of you get changed. You all meet up at the great hall to head to the Black Lake.

It was a really nice day today, the sun was shining brighter than it had in months, so you were all excited to spend the day outside.

Sirius completed his ritual of throwing you over his shoulder and running into the lake with you, drenching your clothes. You screamed, “Siri, our clothes!” You joyfully yelled, splashing him with water.

He shook his head like a dog, getting the water out of his hair before putting you down and pushing a harsh kiss into your lips. “You won’t need them darling,” He whispers, turning to run back to the boys who had just gotten to the lake, yelling that they better not eat his sandwich.

You knew he was just teasing you, at least partly. But his words sent vibrations straight through to your cunt, head already feeling fuzzy. You ignore the feeling, running to join your boyfriends.

James and Sirius go to play in the water, you decide to relax with Remus, leaving him here alone doesn’t feel right, and you could use some relaxation.

You pull the book Remus brought out of your bag, tapping your thighs to tell Remus to lie down on them. He does, positioning himself to rest his head on your thighs and look up at you.

While you read, Remus starts playing with the ties of your bikini bottoms, fiddling with the free straps and pushing his fingers underneath them.

Your breath hitches, the feelings of arousal you’d pushed away coming back like a train, but you ignore them, instead paying attention to the book infront of you.

You thank Godrick when your other boys come back, James flops down onto Remus, putting all his body weight on the resting boy.

“Oh fuck off Prongs, you’re heavy as fuck, mate.” He says, shoving the boy off of him.

James raises his eyebrows, “That’s not what you thought last ni- ow!” He whines as Remus wacks him with the banana he just pulled out of his bag. James chuckles, clearly not hurt by the banana attack.

You chuckle, putting your sunglasses on and lying down to stare at the clouds. James quickly follows suit, he loves to find the most ridiculous cloud shapes,

“Oi that one looks like Pad’s ass” He says, pointing to a rather… peach shaped cloud.

Remus breaks out in laughter as he beckons James to show him what cloud, meanwhile Sirius goes bright red. “Shut up…” He whines, though you can tell by the smile on his face he’s amused.

You turn to Sirius, feeling bold, “It’s okay you’ve got a nice ass Siri.” You joke, causing Remus and James to laugh even harder.

It was times like these that you loved about being with the boys. Even though you’re all in a relationship, you still joke around like you did when you were just a friendship group, making stupid jokes with one another.

Sirius and Remus decide to join you and James in cloud gazing, the two animagi only pointing out phallic clouds while you and Remus try to find clouds that look like animals.

Eventually, you get tired, the ever so slight fog of your brain releasing the feelings you had pushed away, the ones that had been building all day.

To put it plainly, you very quickly got needy as fuck.

By the time you and the boys had gotten back to their dorm, the pressure between your thighs was so strong you didn’t think you could stand up.

You lie down on James’ bed, he quickly joins you, pulling you against his chest. You stuff your hands under his shirt, seeking skin to skin connection. He chuckles at you, immediately getting what’s going on.

“You feeling needy, love?” He says, sliding his hands up and down your waist. The other boys turn to look at the two of you, a smirk clouding both of their faces as you nod, pressing a kiss to his neck.

Before you can even look up, Sirius and Remus are both beside you, watching as you kiss down James’ neck before moving to kiss his lips.

James is kind, letting you dominate a little bit, waiting for you to slowly relinquish control to him. As a final act of control, you roll your hips directly into his lap, feeling the quickly hardening cock brush over your cunt.

He groans, rolling you over so he’s slotted inbetween your legs, torso hovering above you. He moves down to kiss at your jaw, then moving to your neck.

Remus rubs your thigh with his hand, using the leverage to spread your legs a little wider for James. Meanwhile Sirius brushing his hands through your hair, taking over for James when he starts to kiss down your neck.

Sirius was always the more harsh dom, never letting you have a bit of control during a kiss. He bites on your bottom lip as James sucks on a sweet spot of your neck, you moan, allowing Sirius to push his tongue through your parted lips.

James pulls your shirt above your chest, exposing your breasts. He immediately moves to the side of your body, leaning down to suck bruises across your chest.

With the new space, Remus kisses up and down your thighs. He pulls down your shorts, ghosting his mouth over your clothed pussy before pressing a kiss to your cunt.

You moan, slightly rolling your hips into his face, “Rem, so good…”

You felt him smile against your panty clad pussy, he moves to take your waistband between his teeth, slowly pulling them down your thighs.

James rolls your nipple between his teeth, soothing it with a kiss. You moan into Sirius’ mouth, completely lost in pleasure as you get worked by your boyfriends.

You feel Remus’ warm breath against your pussy, his fingertips taking your pussylips and spreading them before licking a long stripe up your cunt. You pull back from Sirius, moaning out, “f-fuck,” Remus hums, moving to lap and suck at your swollen clit.

James relents his assault on your breasts, moving to pull his hard cock from his boxers, tossing his clothes across the room. He slowly strokes his cock, using his free hand to tap your cheek.

“You gonna be a good girl and suck Prongs’ cock?” Sirius says, brushing your hair behind your head.

You nod, reaching to take over stroking James’ cock, slowly licking at his red tip. He moans, “Come on, baby, don’t be a fucking tease.” He says as you use your tongue to follow a vein up his shaft. His eyes roll to the back of his head “Fuck… come on baby suck on m’cock.”

You sink your mouth down onto James’ cock, nestling your nose in the boys pubic hair.

“Okay, baby, if it gets too much you tap three times, yeah?” You nod, but he shakes his head, “Do it for me okay?”

You tap three times on his thigh, “Good girl,” He mutters, pulling his cock back and thrusting deep into your throat, quickly finding a steady pace as he grips his hand in your hair.

Remus prods two fingers at your entrance, just before shoving his fingers into you and curling. You moan around James’ cock, causing him to thrust deep into your throat.

You reach to push your hand under Sirius’ sweatpants, wrapping your hand around his hard cock and stroking. He moans, placing his hand on your breast and kneading it.

As Remus chooses a torturous pace to fuck you with his fingers, you can feel your high rapidly approaching you. You run your hands through Remus’ hair and tug, he moans, sending vibrations up your body.

The pleasure becomes overwhelming, so you tap out from sucking James’ cock, he immediately pulls out. You replace your mouth with your hand, rapidly jerking him and Sirius off.

You felt euphoric as your high washed over you, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. James’ cock throbs, spilling his cum onto your hand.

“Fuck baby, s’good. You’re s’good at that.” He moans out, brushing his hands through your hair.

Remus’ fingers slow down, he pulls them out, bringing them to his fingers and sucking them clean. You moan, bucking your hips to entice him.

Remus chuckles, pushing his sweatpants down his body revealing his cock, he strokes it before sliding it up and down your slit, collecting slick.

“You ready bunny?” He asks, grabbing your hand and pressing a kiss to your knuckles. You nod, rolling your hips. “Words, bunny, I need words.”

You moan, “Yes, yes please.” You say, mind so far gone all you want is for him to fuck you.

Remus smiles, slowly pushing his cock into you. You hiss at the stretch, enjoying the mixture of pain and pleasure.

He carefully bottoms out, waiting for you to let him know it’s okay to move. You roll your hips against his, he takes that as a sign and starts slowly thrusting in and out of you.

You moan, starting to move your hand against Sirius’ cock again, moving you head to motion him to be in your mouth.

He moans, guiding his cock to your lips, you open your mouth, letting him take complete control. He thrusts his cock in your throat, almost perfectly matching Remus’ thrusts.

Remus’ thrusts get faster and harder, yet somehow deeper. He angles his body perfectly to hit your sweet spot, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

You now have a swell of continuous moans on Sirius’ cock, the vibrations sending pleasure throughout his body. He feels close, “Fuck baby,” He moans, placing a few final thrusts into your mouth before releasing.

You swallow around his cock, drinking every bit of cum he has to offer. He moans, pulling out of your mouth and pressing a kiss to your mouth. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” He says.

Remus’ thrusts get sloppier, you can tell that he’s close. He drags his hand down your body, using his thumb to rub messy circles at your clit, barrelling you towards your release.

“Remmy,” You moan, “I’m close, please let me cum”

He chuckles, rubbing faster. “Cum baby, please cum.” He says.

That’s all it takes to send you straight to your high, your body shakes, almost blacking out. Your walls clamping down onto Remus’ cock.

He moans, releasing his seed into you. He rolls his hips leisurely, fucking you both through your orgasm. Once he stops he collapses on top of you.

“So good,” You mutter, playing with Remus’ hair. He presses a kiss to your neck, rolling his hips one final time before pulling out of you.

Sirius was already up and running the bath as James scoops you up. “Come on love, let’s get you cleaned up.”

[leejeongz]

cuddling with treasure

pairing: boyf!treasure x gn!reader

genre: fluff

a/n: someone requested this ages ago but i accidentally deleted all my asks while trying to block an anon lmfao sorry. i might post a little scenario about each one, i love writing this kind of fluff so lmk if ur interested! <33

warnings: innocent cuddling and kissing !, swearing, mention of food (junghwan)

hyunsuk ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ wearing only his oversized hoodie he thinks you look absolutely adorable and must ask you to cuddle IMMEDIATELY, if he hasn’t already tackled you into his arms lmao

♡ sleepy snuggly cuddles where, even though your arms are not tightly wrapped around each other, you still feel so close, safe and protected

♡ his lips accidentally graze over yours as he nods off to sleep :( may go in for a real kiss if it woke him enough

♡ props his head on you shoulder when you’re working and wraps his arms around you to distract you, huge pout on his face because he wants to cuddle instead of just watching you work (even though he thinks your concentration face is adorable)

♡ if you play with his hair, he will fall asleep, even if you’re in public

other members below the cut

jihoon ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ honestly, jihoon would put you into a headlock and would still consider it cuddling,,,, you’ve been warned,,,,

♡ but sometimes it’s cute 🥺 your head resting on his relaxed shoulder, his head falls on top of yours automatically yet when he turns his head, he can still see your cute profile and giggle to himself

♡ on the sofa where everyone can see you two because jihoon has no problem with showing off what’s his teehee

♡ CUDDLING + HOLDING HANDS AT THE SAME TIME

♡ every night, you fall asleep facing each other, legs laced together while every breath tickles at your face

♡ jihoon flexing that you can lie on his v muscly arms only for it to go dead in seconds so he sits up and starts complaining that you did it on purpose lmao

yoshi ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ loves holding you, doesn’t care what position, he just wants his arms around you (will pout if necessary)

♡ asks before resting his head on your shoulder because he doesn’t want to startle you MY GOODNESS HE‘S SUCH A CUTIE

♡ places gentle pecks wherever he can because :( he adores you

♡ spooning but he’s the big spoon, his palms on the back of your hands, holding them tightly in front of you

♡ whispers sweet nothings rather than actual conversation because he’s not sure if you’ve fallen asleep, he hopes you have because he really wants you to get some rest

♡ i have this CUTE image in my head on your both laying on your backs, your head resting on his arm while his other hand is in the air, comparing hand sizes with you and giggling at the difference

junkyu ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ doesn’t like sharing the bed with anyone but you because he subconsciously snuggles up to you in his sleep

♡ doesn’t like sitting next to anyone but you because he absentmindedly plays with your fingers to hint that he wants you to wrap your arm over his shoulder

♡ cuddling happens daily, you sitting on his lap while he’s working or resting your head there while you watch tv, you don’t even realise you’re doing it, it’s just routine

♡ when you’re spooning, he’s the type to dig his hand into your side when your on your phone and peep over at what you’re doing, just to get you to put your phone down and pay attention to him

♡ accidentally kicks your foot which starts a competitive game of footsie under the covers, just a warning, he complains A LOT if he loses

mashiho ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ morning cuddles, you both need to get up but you’d much rather be in his arms, he has no complaints either

♡ flashes you a bright smile when you look up to talk to him, so loving and warm, the perfect way to start your day

♡ unironically executes the yawn trick to get you under his arm lol

♡ even though he hates germs, he’ll make an exception and cuddle with you when you’re sick, rubbing your tummy or your back, whichever your most comfortable with

♡ he catches you sleeping during the day so he places a small peck on your cheek and gets into bed with you, wrapping his figure around yours carefully so that he doesn’t wake you 🥺

♡ when you’re in need of a cheering up, maybe you’re feeling sorry for yourself slumped against his shoulder, he brings his hand up to your chin a tickles it until you're giggling before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer into him, giving you a little kiss on top of your head

jaehyuk ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ if you’re not cuddling, jaehyuk isn’t breathing … he’s the type of guy to put his whole life on hold just to come cuddle you

♡ he loves having your head nestled into his neck so that he can press gentle kisses to your temple in between whispers of sweet nothings

♡ pinches at your skin when he’s feeling playful just because he wants a reaction from you

♡ most of the time, cuddling with jaehyuk is an extremely soft and sweet experience but sometimes he can be so damn annoying on purpose

♡ like climbing on top of you when you’re trying to nap and peppering your face in wet kisses until you give in and just let it happen

♡ wrapping his leg over your body and pulling you in just with his leg strength when you’ve told him that you didn’t want to cuddle and pushed him away jokingly lots of times (you did wanna cuddle, of course you did).

asahi ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ a silent big spoon who secretly wants to be held. his arm goes dead after a while but not once does he complain, he never will

♡ cuddling for warmth :( not wanting either of you to get out of bed because you’re shivering and so he just pulls you in closer to him

♡ okay but he’d get CRAZY butterflies whenever you snuggle up to him!!! would press a gentle kiss to the crown of your head just to let you know how happy he is

♡ when you’re watching tv on the sofa, asahi rests his head in your lap and guides your hands to his hair so that you can start playing with it

♡ and you can feel him laughing at funny moments in the show which makes you laugh even more (which makes him SO fkn happy istg)

yedam ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ another boy that would simply not exist without cuddles

♡ him snuggled up next to you with his hands gripping at your arm or already wrapped around your torso, just begging for some love and attention :(

♡ your face squished against him… he melts… instantly

♡ yedam is a bed cuddler ! morning or night, even during the day, he just wants your arms thrown around his neck while his warm hand gently rubs your side

♡ he’s okay with cuddling in silence, getting lost in your eyes, admiring your beauty, sometimes letting out a playful giggle when he notices your flared nostrils as you try to contain your laughter

doyoung ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ likes to cuddle face to face so that he can litter small kisses across your forehead, nose, cheeks and everything else he can lips on

♡ a protective hand at your waist while your talking to him that, as he gets sleepier and therefore, closer to you, becomes his arm draping over you effortlessly

♡ doyoung has one of the prettiest smiles and so do you! that’s another reason why he loves cuddling face to face so much, so that you get to see each other smile after a long day

♡ tangles his legs in with yours when you’re sat opposite each other on the sofa, eventually you somehow find yourself with your head resting on his lap while his hands playfully hit your chest in time with the theme tune of the show

haruto ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ he tells people he’s not much of a cuddler, but he does like it when you cuddle up to him

♡ i feel like cuddling with haruto could go one of two ways

♡ the first is him being a total menace and tickling you where ever he can get his hands on you while calling you a big baby, idk if you can even consider it cuddling 😭

♡ this is especially the case when he knows your just cuddling to kill time, or when a film is super boring

♡ or, he can be totally calm having you tucked under his arm, looking down at you occasionally and smiling to himself because you’re so cute

♡ like,,, he genuinely cannot believe how lucky he is to have someone like you snuggling up to him right now

♡ he’s not entirely sure how to show you how much he loves you so he just settles for a gentle hum while his fingers tap at your upper arm in content

jeongwoo ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ asks for cuddles when he’s sad and he loves that you don’t tease him for it, you just open your arms and let him lay there until he’s ready to talk, or just until he feels better

♡ his head resting on your chest while he asks for head pats :( loves it when you run your fingers through his hair

♡ he’s in his element when you lie on his chest tho, the coldness of your nose touching his bare skin every so often which catches his attention

♡ he looks down to look at you while his fingers intertwine with strands of your hair softly :( and he has the most precious smile on his face

♡ when you’re around other people but he wants to cuddle, he moves his leg/s to drape over yours while he ignores everyone else in the room 🥰

junghwan ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ you know he wants to cuddle when he comes and sits/lies next to you and rubs his cheek against yours

♡ his head resting on your chest, you look down to see it rising in sync with your breathing, that’s when you think he’s at his cutest

♡ junghwan is absolutely the type of boyfriend to just come and lie across you when you're least expecting it

♡ you’re eating lunch? better save your sandwich from falling because junghwan doesn’t care. you’re watching tv? that’s cool but not for long because he’s blocking your view. you’re studying? no you’re not, you’re struggling to maintain balance on your chair while junghwan tries to sit on your lap.

[ceo-of-daichi]

I’m feeling v v soft for Ushijima 🥺🥺 I know he’s no Daichi, but imagine him rolling over in the middle of the night, pulling you close to his chest for snuggles and giving little kissies while you sleep 🥺🥺🥺

❥Pairing | Ushijima Wakatoshi x GN!Reader

❥WC | 200+

❥A/N | Just a lil something something for Ushi😉 Hope you like this? I thought it was a super sweet concept! I actually really enjoy writing stuff for Ushi honestly🥺 (even though I agree he’s no daichi🙃) Once again I wrote this at work so its not proof read!!

Tip-Jar☕️ | Navi | Drabble Masterlist

It wasn’t often that Ushijima woke up in the middle of the night, in fact it was very rare. He tended to be so exhausted from the day that by the time night rolled around, he was ready for a full night's sleep.

So when his eyes peaked open at just past midnight and he realised he couldn’t return to his peaceful slumber, it confused him. He couldn’t understand why his body would want him to be awake at this time.

Especially because he always woke just before dawn for his morning run.

But as he turned over to attempt to get comfortable, he was met with your slumbering features. He couldn’t help but smile, how could someone look so ethereal when asleep?

You looked so relaxed, so content to be asleep. His mind started to spiral with thoughts about you, how lucky he was to have someone in his life that truly understood him.

As he allowed himself to be consumed with thoughts about you, his eyes widened, he realised why he couldn’t sleep.

He always slept with you in his arms.

Without thinking he carefully wrapped his arms around you, pulling your happily sleeping form flush against his body. A small sigh racked his body as he sleepily pressed kisses against your temple, forehead and basically anywhere he could.

And with you in his arms, he was asleep within minutes. Your head tucked under his chin as he unconsciously brought you closer to him.

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