#little peachy angel baby girl

[asheanon]

🍵 Sometimes, I sip on some peach-y tea and think of her. (An OC I never talk about here as she's not - or used to not be - related to the blog, but... since I've been broadening my horizons a bit lately, why not? I need to draw her again so badly - as with many things - uggghhhhh... Also: ⚠️ Old, old art alert, for the picture on the left...)

Esrae loves peaches. It's a part of her identity, at this point. 🍑

I love when certain consumables remind you of your little dudes. It's like "yeahhh, channeling your energy today, my guy. Cheers, buddy." Almost makes the thing a smidge more enjoyable. 💕 (Provided you like it and it's a character you like, that is!)

[peachybonnie]

Taking me high,

Anything but typical

You know I ain't worried 'bout my annual residuals

Worried 'bout the physical,

Worried 'bout your spiritual

I'm your little Angel,

Baby boy, we're going biblical

~ angel - KALI UCHIS

[loganlermanstanaccount]

OMW

pairing: joel miller x reader

(AO3 mirror) TLOU Masterlist

summary: phone sex w Joel, xoxo

warnings: smut, masturbation, phone sex, daddy kink, age gap, 18+ Minors DNI

a/n: Filthy shit, as usual. Pre-outbreak! 

wc: 700

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Thinking abt phone sex w Joel. He's def the type to not trust tech, keeping a beat up old Nokia in his back pocket, even after you make fun of him for it. When you call him late at night, to fall asleep, he just can't help himself. 

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You're rambling about your day into the speaker, as Joel palms himself through his pajama bottoms. He's had a long day at work, and now, he's trying, so so hard not to think about the noises you'd make on top of him, or stuffing your mouth with his pretty cock. Fuck it. He takes out his cock, teasing himself to the sound of your voice. He's gentle, mimicking what he thinks your hand around his cock would be like, pushing him closer and closer towards the edge and then… his hips jump and he groans, hands off his cock and humping the air. 

"Joel?" You sound a little worried. "You alright….?" 

"Just peachy, doll." He continues to stroke himself, a little slower this time. He makes a tight ring with his thumb and index finger, and teases his weeping tip. So much cum. "Now, what else did your boss do?“

You babble into the speaker, recounting your day to Joel; taking your boyfriend's low grunts as approval. When you hear a telltale groan; your whole body lights up as the reality of what he's doing hits. You pause, and hear a faint schlick-schlick in the background. 

"Not fair, baby! Why do you get to have all the fun… " He can hear the cute pout over the phone. 

"S-start touchin' yourself then. I won't tell." Rustling over the phone, and then a light buzz in the background. 

"Did I say you could use your toy?" 

"N-no sir." A click, and the buzzing stops. It's replaced with soft moans and the sloppy wet sounds of you touching your pussy. 

"Louder, angel, wanna hear you," A little faster. "Can you try somethin' for me?" 

You hum into the phone. 

"Pretty ass up, baby, like if I was there. Let me talk you through it…" Your pussy clenches around nothing, at the growl in his words. Soon, you're arching your back on the bed, phone on speaker right next to your ear. 

"Y-yes sir."

"Good fuckin' girl. Just circle your clit for, me, there's a good girl." 

Whining, you do as he says, pads of your fingers grazing your heat. 

"What are you wearin'?" a little cheesy, but he's desperate. 

"...just -fuck- that shirt you gave me," you say in between moans. 

"Nothin' else….?"

“N-no daddy." 

That almost finishes him right there; the lilt in your voice as you touch yourself for him. You're in his shirt, getting off to his voice. His cock swells with realisation: only he could make you feel this way. 

"Get off with your fingers baby; wanna hear you."

You're writhing now, trying to find that spot that Joel hits every time. 

"Nn-need more. Can't -ah- cum like this…."

"Can hear you so good, baby. Those pretty moans; I'd treat you so good, you know that.. wish I could feel you around my cock," He's pumping faster now, so hard it hurts.

"M'close, fuck, daddy I'm close.."

Joel's so close he can taste it, white-hot on the edge of something, pumping furiously. "You know what to do… ask me, sweetheart…"

"Please can I cum?? Please, daddy, please, I've been good, please…" 

"Cum for me, doll," He breathes and you writhe, ass up, as you clamp around your fingers. Joel can hear it, a little tinny through his phone speaker, the wet squelch of your fingers fucking yourself through an orgasm. All he can think of is you on his cock, making those beautiful sounds in his ear. Moaning, it sets him off; an orgasm that rips through his core. Thick, sticky ropes coat his bare torso. 

On the other end, collapsed on your bed, you hear the click of Joel hanging up the call. And in your blissful haze, the chime of a message sent.

1_attachment_from_Joel💕_

One message received:

You open up your phone, to a picture: a pixelated image of Joel from the navel down, covered in his own cum, a lazy hand wrapped around his hardening cock. 

Joel💕: im omw...

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[mxlktxa]

ᴅᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ

ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ!ᴀᴜ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ)ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ!ᴀᴜ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ(ꜱ); ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ!ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ; ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍꜱ*, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ, ᴅɪɴᴀ ɴᴏʟᴀꜱᴛɴᴀᴍᴇ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ), ʀɪʟᴇʏ ᴀʙᴇʟ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ), ᴊᴏᴇʟ ᴍɪʟʟᴇʀ (ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ)

ᴄᴡ; 18+ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴇʟʟɪᴇꜱ ᴘᴏᴠ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ/ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱʜ (ꜱᴇʟꜰ ʜᴀʀᴍ), ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ/ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅʀᴜɢꜱ(/ᴅʀᴜɢ ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ), ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ/ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴀʟ (ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ), ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ (ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ, ᴅᴏʟʟ, ᴇᴛᴄ)

ᴡᴄ; 1.2ᴋ, 6.8ᴋ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

I had known this girl all my life. Since we were kids, really. She was just a sweet, innocent, happy girl. She could never do anything wrong. Even her appearance came off of such, definitely wouldn’t hurt a fly. Made friends easily— not with me, I was an ass—, super creative, and very talented. She was an angel, anyone would agree. You could love her oh-so easily.

Back when we were younger, she always came up to me whenever she saw me isolated from anyone else, wanting to hold conversations or just sit in a comfortable silence. As we got older, conversations were held much better and longer. She ended up giving me gifts out of the blue, begging me to accept them even when I told her to stop spoiling me. Drawings, little candy baskets, sweet notes, invitations for a sleepover or dinner at her parents.

I’m telling you. She’s the sweetest.

Later down the line, sometime between seventh and eighth grade, I would see her personality falter here and there, see her have her bad days, yet act like she was having such a fantastic one. Behind closed doors she would break down, screaming and crying her lungs out, verbally considering self-harm. I talked her out of it, thankfully, I didn’t want to see her so deep in an endless void.

Highschool rolled around, we were very, very different people. I ended up getting into substances I shouldn’t’ve gotten into, lots of fights, loads of rumors, and plenty of quick and unreasonable relationships. But her? She stayed the same. Perfect, gorgeous, happy, so very happy-go-lucky. Of course, she had her bad days, thats a given. But they were because of that stupid path I decided to walk down. And yet, that peachy little angel stayed by my side.

Fucking angel.

Around graduation, I was only smoking weed, selling some every now and again, taking time off of being in relationships. Fights were drastically reduced but rumors… Not so much. We went back to having sleepovers and little lunch dates. Mainly sleepovers as she said she enjoyed staying up with me and sleeping on top me more than sitting down and eating for what felt like ten minutes. She even encouraged me to go to college with her, move into a nice little home with her. As friends.

Moving in was wild. We would go out four times a week, constantly stay up late, and drink as if alcohol poisoning wasn’t a thing. That’s when I found out her appearance and personality was definitely not her default behavior. She was a total… let’s just say she’s not so innocent. She’s a wild dancer, crazy dirty talking, so flirtatious, highly sensual. That’s how she ended up basically admitting she’s always liked me and been dying to fuck me.

“Y’know, Els, I’ve always liked you. Love you, even. And I hated all those girls y’got with. Except that Riley girl. She was a sweetheart. M’but not Dina. ‘Specially Dina. Fuck her. Speakin’ o’ which, I would give anything to fuck you. To watch my sweet Ellie through half shut lids as she— …Mmph, nevermind. Sorry, m’sorry.”

“No, no. Tell me. Tell me what you want your ‘sweet Ellie’ to do. Hm? What do you want from me, princess?”

“Yeah? Y’wanna know?”

“Tell me, baby. No one’s around to judge.”

“I wanna watch you eat me out until I’m nothin’ but a crying, shaking mess. My legs, over your shoulders, our eyes filled with nothin’ but lust and pure love. Get me high beforehand, m’curious about what it might feel like.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Mhm… Better yet, buy a strap and let me sit on it. I’d let you do whatever you wanted to me. No complaints.”

“You’re so fuckin’ nasty.”

“Tell me about it.”

That entire interaction is what led me to actually laying her out and having her beyond fucked stupid. She asked and she received. Soon, we just labeled ourselves as a couple, she took me to meet her parents— as if I didn’t know them already— and I took her to meet mine. That includes Joel, even if he was just a really cool babysitter I had when I was younger. They love each other, platonically, of course.

“You? You’re the one that gave ‘er that bruise on ‘er arm?”

“Yep!”

“Y’seem so sweet, though. You’re also quite tiny. I reckon you could take ‘er in a fight, huh?”

“I wouldn’t go that far. Our play fighting does not do her justice, Joel.”

“Hey! You cheat! All the time!”

“I do not.”

“Joel!”

“I believe you, don’t worry, kiddo.”

We rarely ever fought. If we did it was either over something stupid— which resulted in talking it out—, or for valid, genuine reasons— those resulted in building up tension for a few hours, fucking, then talking it out. Terrible, I know but lord was she so filthy and rough.

I loved this girl and everything we’ve ever been through. She dealt with me for so long, she helped me through everything, she changed me. Of course, she would say I did the same for her but I would harshly disagree. I haven’t done nearly as much as she has for me. Except proposing and marrying the girl.

Oh, boy was she crying and passing out for the next few days.

Now present day, here we were, married and going through old photos we had and the notes she gave me back then. She was sat in front me in her nightgown, giggling at every photo she found from middle school. The picture was handed to me, both of us in our halloween costumes from that year.

“Remember this? Our little pirate and princess phase?” her eyes met mine, sending shivers up my spine and some wild butterflies in my stomach. I could only nod and stare at her in silence, too hung up on her giddy expression. “We were so cute. We still are, don’t get it twisted, but… This is a different kind of cute.”

“You’re so gorgeous,” I spoke without really thinking, watching the love of my life perk up at the small compliment. God she was the cutest.

"Thank you," she whispered, leaning forward to kiss my cheek, "I think you're very handsome."

"Handsome?"

"Mhm."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah," she giggled, scooting back from me, "so handsome that I could die."

We stared at each other in a comfortable silence, slowly starting to smile and puff up our cheeks with air. Within seconds we blew raspberries and began laughing like crazy. While she was in the middle of laughing, I grabbed the nearby polaroid that she had beside her, aiming it at her laughing expression and taking the chance to snap the photo.

"Got 'cha, pretty girl," lowering the camera, she gasped and snatched the photo from the device in my hand, sliding it off to the side. Those eyes I adored so much landed on me, holding an idea we both knew I couldn't confuse.

"Y'know, Els," she started, having me roll my eyes immediately and nod to her, "why don't we start a little private collection?”

As per usual, she came up with something I never expected to leave her mouth. My head tilted to the side, surprised at the suggestion meanwhile she just shrugged while reaching for the camera, “here. I’ll start.”

Just like that, her dropped the straps on her nightgown over her shoulders, her breasts on full display to me… And the camera. I watched as she made up various poses, snapping numerous pictures. She even stared directly at me a few times as the flash had gone off. I’m definitely fucking her after we put this stuff up.

“You’re something else, y’know that?”

“And yet,” she crawled over to me, straddling me, chest now against mine as she hugged me tightly, “you absolutely adore it. Don’t you?”

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 🀦 '✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

ᴀɴ; ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ, ᴀꜱᴋꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ!! ̤̮

[simslegacy5083]

NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 9

Today's (7/19/2024) Episode: Everyday Fantastic

Peachy’s revelation didn’t immediately change anything about the family's current comfortable domestic routine.

Noemi decided to put off starting her job a little longer, which gave her back some of the time she’d lost while in the hospital. She used that time both to get to know her baby and to catch up on the physical and mental therapy she needed to recover and process her recent stress.

What she really wanted to devote some time to was getting back into a regular exercise routine, but she was limited in what she could do. At the suggestion of her therapist, she decided to kill two birds with one stone, turning to gentle yoga as way to exercise both mind and body.

Noemi also gained the opportunity to deepen old friendships and make new ones among the other mothers of her generation.

Beau and Rhys both had kids just a bit older than Skye. Living on the same island made it quite easy for the 3 boys' best girls to fall into an easy companionship once Noemi was feeling better physically and emotionally.

Having “mom friends” just a short walk down the beach that she could share her struggles with, with little ones that were perfect playmates for her own sweet boy, was an amazing gift she intended to take full advantage of.

After one of the trios' frequent “playdates” Noemi was shocked to discover that her sim friends weren’t the only new mothers around!

Blossom, their adventurous cat, was prone to wandering the neighborhood. Unfortunately, with Skye’s birth, Luigi’s new job, and Noemi’s health issues the couple had neglected to get their feline friend spayed…

This resulted in the addition of two very unexpected new members to the family – little Tulip and Marigold. As soon as it was safe Luigi’s first order of business was making sure there would be no more little surprises coming at them from that direction!

Blossom was not a fan of the indignity of the cone that kept her from messing with her stitches and made it harder to watch her roaming kittens.

Not all family surprises were as fun as unexpected kittens. Luigi’s cousins soon found themselves dealing with the loss of several parents.

Luigi couldn’t pretend to be sad that a sim like his awful Uncle Manny was no longer a part of this world, but he did his best to be there for Hunter, who had never been able to reconcile with his father prior to his death and was taking it hard.

Toni and Tori also quickly followed Manny to the ever after, meaning Cullen had also lost a parent and Hunter had a double helping of grief to bear.

In an effort to get everyone out of the house Luigi invited both his cousins and their significant others to the Sea Life Center. Heading upstairs to the bar he pulled out a shaker and spun up a special cocktail, maxing his mixology skill in the process.

The mourners sat around enjoying the warm island sunshine, catching up and sharing memories of the happy times they’d had with their elders.

On the bright side, Hunter and Tess were doing better as a couple and were seriously considering adoption, while Cullen and Angeles had recently gotten engaged. At the end of the evening Luigi felt great about the mini-reunion he’d put together and wished his relatives all the best.

The passing of his Aunts and Uncle made Luigi even more grateful for the time he had left with his own folks. The live in grandparents were both quite enjoying their stay on the island: catching up with Luigi, getting better acquainted with Noemi, and spending quality time with little Skye.

Peachy was still working but made time to enjoy feeding both the baby and the rest of the household. Given how excited the little man always was for bottle time his grandpa suspected that when the time came, he’d quite enjoy getting to try out the new flavors and textures of real cooking!

Skye also turned out to really enjoy being snuggled to sleep, which often made bedtime a struggle. Luckily, Grandma Valentina was a good multi-tasker, happy to hang out in the nursery with her smallest boy, checking in on Kelsie, Scott, and her other grandbabies on Social Bunny while he slept.

After all their earlier difficulties Luigi and Noemi felt truly blessed to have this quiet time with family nearby to rest, relax, and get ready for the big changes that were on the horizon in their lives.

I honestly had no idea Blossom was pregnant – either the game glitched and didn’t notify me or I totally missed it; the only notification I saw was when it told me she was in labor 😱

This is my first time having a pet have babies.

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[voidselfshipp]

Nephilim Cuddlepile

Cw:mild injury (bruising).

Summary: in a small adventure,the four horsemen and their beloved,find themselves in a desolate outpost for the armies of heaven. This lack of presence allows them to indulge in a softer side of themselves.

>Only mutuals allowed to reblog. ( I reccomend to look up how the Lost Light area of darksiders 2 looks like since its what I used as inspo)

> @tex-treasures (I havent shared my writing in a long time and I wanted to share it with you!)

In a small treasure Raid, a small favor for Nathaniel and Uriel,the horseman find themselves on a lost outpost for the Angel army of heaven. And to cross one of the large islands to the Next,Death Wields the power of the void Walker to transport his siblings along.

Jerico,keeper of secrets,simply flies to the island given their powers.

The rest however.....

Strife finds himself being launched through one of the portals that death summoned. He screams as he hits his whole body against a wall, a wooden Ledge hits him in the mouth of the stomach,and he falls ungracefully un the cracked tile floor.

His helmet comes off from his head and clatters on the ground to then jump and repeat the process up to Jericos feet who looks upon the nephilim with concern. She grabs the helmet and sniffs a little, turning her gaze to meet strife's yellow eyes.

The gunslinger smiles awkwardly and slowly stands up. He holds his girls gaze and says--...Hi-- his voice is raspy,like sandpaper on gravel, hes reasonably out of breath and his body feels sore. Hes trying to save face,and failing in the most charming way.

--Are you okay?

He stumbles his way to another part of the wall,away from the Landing zone and leans on it. His back hits roughly against the rock wall and he slumps into a sitting position,letting out a hard breath--just fuckin' peachy, rough Landing.

Both hear the portals zoom,then the scrape of metal against rock and then a dainty "clack" as Fury's heels hit the tiles.

--Cry baby--Teased the she-horseman,walking up to her brother and kneeling to eye level--take off your breastplate,let me make sure you didnt break anything you reckless donkey

--Hey! Death should aim better!--Complained strife.

--I landed just fine. I just didnt throw myself head first into it...--The woman answered,grabbing a few medicinal things from her bag as Jerico helps Strife take off his upper armor.

Thankfully,nothing too bad,just a large angry bruise where the wooden ledge hit him. No wonder it hurts a little to breathe,its right there on the mouth of his stomach.

Fury rolls her eyes dismissively and grinds a few herbs until theyre this pulp Like mix. She spreads it across the bruise while muttering some sort of incantation, and then pulls away once shes done.

--Itll start taking Effect soon--She added,not particularly concerned.

The three feel the earth shake as War slams into the Landing zone,ungraceful but unharmed. Then,the red Giant lumbers across to the group--What happened with this one?

Fury chuckled-- he hurt himself on the Landing

--See,this is why we call you the delicate one,brother.--War has the gull to smirk teasingly at his older brother,who simply scowls.

--Maybe if that walking cadaver was a little mindful...--Strife started,but then the portal zooms again and with his usual quietness,death approaches.

--This "walking cadaver" Warned you before you launched yourself into the portal,but as per usual,you didnt heed my words...--Interjected the eldest--how is he?--He asks to fury

--Im right here!--Chided the gunslinger--How dare you talk like im not even here?!

But neither the reaper or the she-horseman cared to reply--He'll be fine,badly bruised but his breath should come back soon enough, Few minutes,not much.

Death sighed,nodding along to the words--Ill send dust to scout the area, War and I Will check the map. Recover, brother,and be mindful of your desicions Next time

Strife muttered something, probably a crude comeback, and closed his eyes to try and regain his breath. Fury stood up and simply took the time to Stretch her muscles and take in the scenery before her.

Jerico sits by the gunslinger,bringing him in for a careful hug and leaving the helmet on her lap.

He hugs back,pressing his head against theirs--Lucky you,you got to fly here,no shitty portals to mess you up

The keeper of secrets chuckled--Rest up,strife. Next time ill Carry you

--Sounds wonderful

She reaches one of their hands to stroke the side of his face,he purrs and leans closer. He revels in the warmth of his lover,their touch, she smells so sweet like coco,vanilla and green Apple.

The nephilim sighs,kissing across his lover's face--Fury said this thing Will take Effect soon...--He muttered between kisses--How soon is that?

--Given your magic nature...I'd say few minutes--she answered,leaning in as well to be closer. --Yall have a certain resistance to that sorta stuff

With a scoff,the gunslinger adds--Hey,since when are you a nephilim expert?

Jer chuckled--years living by your side has taught me a few things. I am nothing but observant.

--One day,you'll rival Death--Strife said,hopeful.

--Im sure i can get more info out of the grumpy ol' git if I just get the time to have him alone

The nephilim laughed,to then whince as his bruise throbs with pain--Ouch! Ah crap...

She shakes her head with a smile and kisses his forehead--Stay as still as you can

--Babe,im literally tilted the spirit of eternal unrest...

Jer snorted--Thats a you issue,my dear

Both share a complicit smile,the moment so domestic and fun. Hes about to say something else when the youngest horseman adds--Quit coddling Him for his own recklessness, it only spurs him on further

The keeper of secrets leaves the helmet to the side, she stands up,dusts herself off and turns to War,who is a few feet away from her--Now now,War...--She reprimanded,before being cut off

--You can just say youre jealous,bro--Strife said with a teasing smile.

--I am not...--the red rider and his stern voice usually gave off "dont fuck with me" energy,but its not like the gunslinger minded.

However, what they both did mind is the --Quit it! --Coming from both Death and Jerico with their "older sibling" voice,its awfully scary and unnerving when they both synch up like that.

Big sibling senses, they guessed

And theyre delighted to see that it does the trick.

Jerico kisses the forehead of strife,mutters something about him resting and goes up to War who looks at them dumbfoded. Was he going to get another reprimand? He'd rather not.

--What do you need,little one?--Asked the Giant red rider,he knows no ammount of sweetness can sway his lover,but he has the need to try because hes seen what his girls scolding is like.

But she shrugs,and begins climbing up his Giant prosthetic arm. She does so quite quickly as this is not the first time,her feet know where to lean on,her hands know what to Grab,and she ends up sitting on his shoulder pauldron without a Word.

--The floor was unconfortable?--He asked with a knowing smirk.

--And cold,youre Comfy and warm--she leans on his head a little,shes light as a feather and hes built, so he barely even feels it.

War chuckled under his breath,had it been anyone else using him as a chair,he wouldve thrown them into the sun. But not his little crow, he likes them being perched up on him like that.

Even death seems to indulge in a moment of sweetness as his hand reaches to stroke Jericos calf as he looks at the Map he was given. She revels in his touch and he smiles from behind his mask as she lets out lovesick giggles.

And fury,not wanting to be left behind, walks up from her spot nearby to then jump into the air. She activates the Storm hollow,floating idly behind her girlfriend,reaching for their hair.

--If i May-- she said softly.

--Oh hey!--jerico turns to see the she-horseman,her hair no longer magenta but now a yellowish white with soft streaks of lightning arching across her locks.--Sure

With careful touch,so unlike her,the black rider undo's the hairbun her girl has. First,she brushes out the hair with her fingers and then Gently combs it into a ponytail that ever so softly gets twisted into a bun and re tied.

--Thank you,my queen--the keeper of secrets said with a smile.

--Youre welcome--Fury hugs her from behind,burying her face on the crook of their neck,closing her eyes and taking in her girls scent.

Strife looks on,and stubbornly puts on his clothes and armor despite the throbbing pain on his abdomen. Then,he awkwardly walks up to his younger brother's free arm and begins to try and climb him too.

War doesnt say anything, being the sweetie he is. He allows his older brother to sit on his free shoulder without complaint,truth is he likes being so close to all his siblings. "Touchstarved" was the Word his beloved had used, he'd say that he wasnt ...starved..he just...missed It... Terribly.

Jerico feels their hand be held by the gunslinger,she turns to him and smiles kissing his lips for a few brief seconds.

And Death doesnt even care to keep up the ruse that hes looking at the map,he shuffles closer and his hand keeps stroking up and down jeri's calf.

What a sight to behold,the four horsemen being a cuddly pile. Thank god this place is abandoned...

They all linger for a bit,just in close proximity and not a Word spoken. Its an odd moment of domesticity,those up until recently have been few and far between.

But Thankfully, this is not the last time in their journey that they get to cuddle like this. because when night comes around, jerico has a quick dinner and goes to sleep against her lovely red rider,who embraces her without much thought.

Hes warm,and Comfy.

And since theyre within a large,grand room  with Many routes of escape,Fury joins in soon after,leaning on War too with her back against his prosthetic arm. One of her forearms slings around it and she closes her eyes,none of the nephilim had a particular need for long periods of rest but just like food, this was nice so why not indulge?

Strife also saunters in, resting against his younger sibling's flesh and bone arm. He curls into a ball like a house cat and inmediatly conks out,he was safe there and his sibling was warm like a heated blanket.

And when Death was sure his bretheren and his lover were fast asleep,he joins beside his second oldest brother, draping a protective arm around his shoulder and bringing the gunslinger's head to rest against his trapezius.

Despite all the banter,he did care for Strife. He has fought older nephilim who picked on him,he had worried Terribly when he took longer than usual to come back from missions. They butt heads often,but its still his brother.

This behaviour Also translates to Fury,for he nodds at her and Dust Gently takes off the pale rider's purple cowl so the corvid can drape it over the sleeping she-horseman as a blanket.

Sweet,unruly fury. He has defended her too when male nephilim doubted her strength for being born female, Him and his other brothers have coddled her when her period rolled around and he had always made sure that she had everything she needed during that week.

He knew it wasnt a pleaseant experience,inevitable yes,but he wanted to make sure she didnt feel...alone.

Silent,perhaps not unknown sacrifice that the pale rider has done for his family. And sure,War had gotten the more "clear" demonstrations of care

But that didnt mean Death didnt worry for the rest of his siblings.

No,they dont always get along. Sure,theyve had their ups and downs.

--Youre thinking too loud--Comes the voice of his beloved, soft and heavy with sleep. She stretched her legs over to brush against the knees of Death--Rest up,Dummy

He chuckled-- Who Will keep watch then?

--We're the only ones in here,stop overthinking yourself into the ground. Rest

Death shuffles closer and rests his lovers feet on his shins. He closes his eyes and leans his head against strifes--If we die,thats on you-- he joked with that heavy gravel on his voice

--Very well--Jerico closes her eyes once more and its not too long before she passes out again.

Perhaps,just this once,they all can rest together,like a family.

[babygorewhore]

Morgy! I ship you with the Daddies, of course.

You and Tate? Youre perfect for each other. You have so much in common and I think the way you process emotions would compliment each other so well. You be his angel, you guys would protect each other. He’d paint you black roses while you journal with nirvana records in the background.🖤

Then OBVIOUSLY we have Rafey, our newest daddy who busted through the doors and climbed the husband ranks like it was his fucking job. You’d be his lil goth princess, combat boots and dark lipsticks amongst all the sandals and peachy nude glosses. He would adore you, cherish you, and do absolutely anything to keep his baby girl safe.🖤

And of COURSE, last but absolutely NOT LEAST. Daddy of all daddy’s, our mf husband… Roman. This is THE man, that’s our maaaan. You know already know you’d be his everything, princess, angel, perfect little blood bag. Roman would do anything and absolutely everything for you. You would hardly have to lift a finger a day in your life. He’d worship you with his dying breath. I love our husband and our big giant goth mansion and our kids. 😌🖤

I didn’t do it on anon bc you would’ve know it was me anyways.🤭😚

OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

The way I screamed, creamed and clawed at the walls of my cage was concerning to my neighbors. AHHHHH THOSE ARE MY MANS!!!!!!!! MY RIDE OR DIESSSSSSS AHHHHH IM KICKING MY FEET. there’s enough days in the week for them ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ I LOVE OUR BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN

[djholt]

Family Reunion | Para

Featuring: Delilah, DJ, & Tucker Holt. Mentions of their parents (Jonathan & Scarlett Holt), and Tucker’s boyfriend (Cameron LaCava) Time Frame: Thanksgiving 2022 Location: New Orleans, LA // Los Angeles, CA // Boston, MA Triggers: Mentions of homophobia, biphobia, alcohol & death/loss Notes: The Holt siblings gather (over video call) for the holiday

DJ had been spending the past couple of days leading up to Thanksgiving catching up with friends and former colleagues while in LA. A former client of hers while at her old agency had invited her down for a ‘Friendsgiving’ and after some consideration, she’d accepted. While at the extravagant home and watching some of the other guests mill about, sipping beer and cocktails in small clusters, DJ had been half-heartedly watching a football game on the giant, 80″ flat screen TV. While she was happy to have been invited over and not spend Thanksgiving alone, she as a bit tired and contemplating a round of visits and ‘hellos’ before calling it an early evening and heading back to her hotel room to sleep. Or take advantage of the hotel’s heated pool for an hour.

It was at that very moment that DJ’s cellphone buzzed her hand. For a split second, she’d hoped that there hadn’t been any sort of work-related crisis happening. Thankfully, the alert was actually showing her sister’s name, photo, and a request for a video call.

Glancing around while thinking quickly, she excused herself from the party’s main indoor area and slipped into the nearest bathroom, locking the door behind her. As she lowered the toilet lid and sat down, she answered the phone in a somewhat hushed tone, finding that her sister, Delilah, already had their brother, Tucker on the video call from his respective location.

“Hey! Happy Thanksgiving, Dolly!” Delilah piped up.

“Yeah, Happy Turkey Day. I love the haircut,” Tucker added, lifting his martini glass in a toasting gesture.

“Back at you both, and thanks, Tuck,” DJ replied, gibing her siblings a friendly smile.

“How’s Boston, Tucker?” Delilah asked.

“Just peachy, sis. Very historical. Way too cold to ever live here. We just finished having dinner. Cam’s family is still a little bit stuffy for my taste. Like I was regretting not wearing some pearls, but they’re nice people.”

DJ and Delilah chuckled at Tucker’s joking over the pearls. And then DJ asked, “How’s the adoption going?”

Right away, Tucker’s eyes widened and his lips stretched into a huge smile. “Amazingly! We should have our baby girl after the new year. You’re going to be aunties soooon!”

At his singsong announcement, DJ raised a hand on camera and said, “Already there thanks to Delilah but I’m happy to be an auntie again.”

Tucker gave a harmless but dismissive flick of his wrist at his sister’s technicality and then said, “Anyway, we’re so ready for her. Cam and I have been watching a lot of kids shows to prepare and Dolly? Nesting is definitely a thing. We’re not allowed to tease Delilah anymore.”

DJ rolled her eyes, while Delilah said, “Don’t worry, the baby factory over here is closed permanently. Three is plenty of kids for me. What about you, Dolly?”

DJ’s brows shot up, “Uhh, my baby factory never opened, so...”

Delilah chuckled and said, “Okay but are you seeing anybody? Are you thinking about settling down sometime soon? Maybe starting a family?”

With a sigh and a quick pause to make sure she wasn’t being overheard, DJ lowered her voice and told them both, “You do know that those things are requirements in life, right? I don’t think anything serious is happening for me right now, and I really don’t know on the kids front. I don’t exactly work the kind of job that’s conducive for the whole conventional family life.”

“Really?” Tucker questioned, tipping the martini glass to his lips. “For some reason, I thought you might want a child or two someday. If you did, I’m sure you’d figure out a way to make it work. Have it all and whatnot.”

Shrugging her slender shoulders, DJ replied, “I’m really focused on my career. And I love what I do. I’ve worked hard and love that I’m also successful at it and that’s not something I want to compromise. Besides, isn’t it a little backwards for me to jump to any sort of family planning when I’m still single? I mean, wouldn’t the Old Man keel over or ask God to smite me if I attempted having a child out of wedlock?”

Tucker couldn’t suppress an amused snort while Delilah’s face became immediately void of any amusement. With a gentle reproach, the eldest of the Holt siblings said, “Dolly...”

“What? Come on, Delilah. When has he ever approved of anything about me--who I am, what I do, any of that? I’m sure he’d have a conniption if he saw how short my hair is. And what if I were to pursue a serious relationship with another woman? Do you think it’d matter to him whether or not I’d want to have children? My relationship and any children would be abominations to him. Delilah, I know you choose not to speak ill of the man, but you only have secondhand experience to what Tucker and I went through when it came to our sexualities and Dad’s behavior towards us. I’m not ashamed of who I am or who I might end up in a relationship with. And I’m not going to submit myself or anyone important to me to his judgments.”

Taking a deep breath, DJ reminded herself to keep her voice low but she continued on. “He claims to love me but he doesn’t show it. Blowing up my phone around the holidays or his birthday, leaving me voicemails where he’s making digs or attempted guilt trips if I don’t answer or call back right away? That’s not love. Standing firm over some biblically-charged misgivings on non-heterosexuality to fuel his phobias or beliefs that two of his kids are absolutely going to hell? That’s not love. He can make the claim that he loves us but he has a horrible way of actually showing it. The only reason I’ve catered to him on any level with returning or answering calls has been for Mama, for her memory. But after this year, I’m not doing it anymore. I’ll find a different way to honor her--a way that doesn’t include his type of conditional love.”

Delilah frowned but said nothing. Tucker proceeded to down the rest of his very full martini glass.

The silence stretched on into uncomfortable territory, so DJ said, “Listen, I have to get going. I was invited to this Friendsgiving shindig and so far I’ve either been a wallflower or hiding out in a guest bathroom talking to you two. I love you both, but let’s talk again sometime before the weekend’s up, okay?”

“Sure, sure,” Tucker replied, lifting his empty glass in mock toast to the screen.

“Yeah, that’d be nice. And Dolly, Tucker, listen. Y’all know I love you, right?” asked Delilah.

“‘Course we do,” Tucker said.

DJ’s expression softened a bit but she didn’t offer her siblings a smile as she said, “I know. I love y’all too. And as much fun as hiding out in a bathroom at someone else’s party sounds, I really should get going.”

Tucker chuckled and Delilah said, “Oh, right, right! Sorry! We’ll talk again soon. Both of you take care.”

“Always,” Tucker sassed.

“Give my hellos and such to Cam, Jackson and the kids.”

Tucker and Delilah spoke confrimations over one another before all three ended the video chat. DJ sighed, thinking about the turn the conversation had taken with her siblings, namely with Delilah. She knew that, despite her eldest sister loving and accepting her and Tucker for all of who they were, her sister was by far the least resistant of their bigoted father and always tried to mend the broken bridges between them. DJ gave up actively trying to get her sister to see sense and give up said crusade, but she also wasn’t going to listen to Delilah’s attempts at getting her to even pretend to be loving towards their father. She hadn’t seen him as an actual father for a very, very long time. Thanksgiving certainly wasn’t going to change that.

Having coached actors, musicians and at one point, a local politician through public relations and putting on a strong faces when they weren’t really in the mood or mindset to, she took her own advice, slapped on a convincing smile, and washed her hands before heading out of the bathroom the rejoin the Thanksgiving festivities--and try to put the bulk of the video call behind her.

[captainmaplesblog]

Life of Lea Volume 2 Chapter 5: Here Comes Vendetta

After a few hours of waiting, the high tide eventually went away and the coast was clear for the group to continue their journey back to the Aamodt Castle.

“Finally it’s over now we can continue going back to the castle,” Princess Charlotte says with a yawn.

Mom nods before she gets up to wake everyone else up. Lea slowly woke up from all the noise the others were making,” They’re so fucking loud…I’ll happily, duck tape their mouths shut” she thought to herself as she was thoroughly annoyed now.

“You ok there, princess?” Sergean asked her as he turned to look at her before getting out his comb from his bag to fix his hair.

“Peachy” Lea replied sarcastically as she was a little grouchy.

“Too loud for you?” Sergean asks as he combed his bedhead.

“Damn right” Lea mutters to him as she turns to her other side to get her brush out too before sitting up.

“Ah ok,” Sergean says as he gently pets her head.

“Your petting is not helping…” Lea mutters again before giving him a slight grouchy glare.

“Sorry about that, princess” Sergean exclaims as he removed his hand from her head.

“It’s fine, Sergean” Lea replied as she stretches her back and arms before stretching her tail a bit.

“Let’s get going,” Mom says as she had her stuff all put away into her bag first as she was the first to get ready. 

Everyone then gets their stuff and journeys back to the castle.

“Are you ready to see your family, Princess Charlotte?” Snowball asked her.

“Yes I’m ready to see them, I just hope I didn’t make them worry too much,” Princess Charlotte replied with a smile.

“That’s true though your mom might give you a tight hug,” Snowball says with a giggle.

“I wouldn’t mind that though my dad might overdo it” Princess Charlotte replied with a bit of a laugh.

“That’s ok it’s how he shows you his love for you,” Snowball says as Rocky strokes her hair.

“That’s true,” Princess Charlotte replied before they started making their way back to the Aamodt Castle.

Lea nods as she puts her music on to listen to on the way as usual. After 2 hours, they soon arrive back at the Aamodt castle after Princess Charlotte them in as she still had her house key on her. Once they got to the main hall, the King and Queen immediately hugged Princess Charlotte tightly.

“I’m so glad that you're ok, we were so worried about you,” Queen Charlotte said as she was a sobbing mess.

“I’m sorry that I made you worry so but I can’t breathe, dad is squeezing me too much” Princess Charlie replied.

“Sorry about that baby I just missed you so much,” King Chuck says as he loosens his grip on her.

“It’s ok Dad I missed you all so much too” Princess Charlotte replied with a soft smile.

Prince Kevin, Prince Robert, and Princess Mary come into the room and immediately hug Princess Charlotte.

“Too tight you guys” Princess Charlotte complains awkwardly.

Her siblings then let go of her but got quiet as they noticed the bandages on her arms a little bit.

“This calls for a celebration!” King Chuck announces with loud enthusiasm.

The servants then move and get things prepared for it as they were also very happy for the safe return of Princess Charlotte. 

“We will have all of your favorites of course, just for our baby girl,” King Chuck says with a bright smile.

“Sounds delicious, dad” Princess Charlotte replied with a smile as her stomach growled.

“I guess you didn’t eat enough on the way here,” King Chuck says with a worried look.

“Well I had to make sure that little Snowball got her to fill with food first, plus I wanted to make sure she grows up strong” Princess Charlotte replied.

“Well if you put it like that I’m sure that her dad appreciates it” King Chuck exclaims proudly.

“Oh I do, I’m sure that would make her mom happy” Rocky replied politely.

“Oh, will her mother be coming to the dimension?” Queen Charlotte asked curiously as she noticed the absence of Snowball’s mom.

“Oh well…” Rocky mutters awkwardly as he looks away and tries not to cry.

“Mama is busy being the Queen of the angels” Snowball implies with an innocent smile.

“Oh…I see you must be very proud of your mama then” Queen Charlotte replied softly as she read the room with their expressions.

“Very proud” Snowball exclaims with a small smile.

“We will call for you when everything is ready,” King Chuck says.

Everyone nods and goes to their rooms. “I wonder who they’ll invite on short notice,” Lea thought to herself as she lay in her bed under the blankets.

Lea yawns, “ Oh well…” she mutters as she slowly falls asleep and holds onto her pink bunny.

After a few hours of sleeping, there was a knock at the door in the morning.

 Lea slowly wakes up, “…Yes?” she says softly before stretching in her bed.

“It’s time to celebrate so please get ready” Prince Kevin replied with a gentle voice.

“Kay…” Lea says softly again as she gets up from bed.

“I’ll be waiting for you then,” Prince Kevin replied as he waited in the hallway.

“Kay,” Lea said as she got ready for the party.

She first brushed her hair and then put it in a ponytail and then looked for something nice to wear for the party in her bag.

“Hm…what to wear…what to wear” Lea mutters to herself.

Prince Kevin then knocks on the door, “ May I come in, Ms. Lea?” he asked.

“Yes, you may,” Lea replied as she turned to look at him.

Prince Kevin then comes into the room with a beautiful yellow gown, “I thought you might want to wear this” he exclaims as he shows her the dress.

“It’s very pretty Prince Kevin thank you” Lea replied as she wondered where she got the dress, especially in her size as well.

“I’m glad that you like it, I’ll wait for you in the hall so I can lead you to the ballroom” Prince Kevin exclaims.

“Alright cool, thank you” Lea replied before he left the room.

Lea then puts on the dress then goes to the hallway.

“Ok let’s get going” Lea exclaims softly. 

 Prince Kevin nods, “ Right and you look quite lovely in that dress,” he says with a tender smile.

She blinks a bit, “ Oh uh…thanks” she replied a little bit bluntly.

“Is she not going to flirt back? Or is she that oblivious?” He thought to himself as he led the way to the party.

“Hey, Ms. Lea, what's your opinion on flirting?” Prince Kevin asked her.

“Not sure guys have never flirted with me ever so I don’t have an opinion on flirting ” Lea replied bluntly.

“Oh ok,” He mutters as he was a bit dumbfounded at her response.

“So, she’s just inexperienced…that’s too bad, she’s nice,” Prince Kevin thought to himself.

“Why did you want my opinion on that?” she asked him curiously.

“Don’t know, I was just curious,” Prince Kevin replied awkwardly as he turned away to not look at her.

“Uh…ok,” Lea says, a bit confused before she started to change her clothes and fix her hair after he went back into the hallway to give her privacy.

Once they got to the ballroom, they could see how beautifully decorated it was after prepping for it for a few hours.

“Well they certainly move very quickly” Lea exclaims in astonishment.

“ Well, it is a small party so it was quite easy for them though they will get to join in so we will be the ones who clean up afterward” Prince Kevin explains.

“Oh…well that’s fair since it was last minute” Lea replied as she looked around at the decorations.

He nods in agreement as he goes to Princess Charlotte, who is resting in a chair.

“Are you ok, big sister?” Prince Kevin asked her with a concerned tone.

“Yes I’m fine, please don’t worry” Princess Charlotte replied before drinking her glass of water.

“That’s good, just wanted to make sure that is all” Prince Kevin exclaims as he sat down beside her with a smile on his face.

“Yea…ok” Princess Charlotte replied as she relaxed she didn’t want her family to continue to worry about her but she guessed it couldn’t be helped.

Lea looks around the ballroom as she looks for the food that they’ll be eating for tonight. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at all of the food before approaching the buffet.

“Do you like what you see for tonight’s party?” King Chuck asked her as he stood beside her.

“Oh yes I do, it all looks very delicious,” Lea replied as she started to drool just looking at the juicy medium rare steak.

“I agree, the food coma is indeed worthy of it,” King Chuck says with a bright smile.

“When will we be seeing the dessert?” Lea asked him curiously.

“We should be seeing it very soon, Ms. Lea,” King Chuck replied as he found her joy amusing and adorable as he reminded him of his daughters.

“Oh, is there anything I can do to help out?” Lea asked him curiously as she noticed the guests were not there yet. 

“Oh well, the Queen is still deciding on what to wear so you could help with that” King Chuck replied as he stroked his beard a little bit.

“Oh, which way to her dressing room?” Lea asked as she looked around through the multiple entryways and exits.

“Down the hall to the left, you can’t miss it,” King Chuck replied as he pointed to which hall to go over to.

“Oh ok,” Lea says before going to the Queen’s dressing room.

She first knocks on the door and then waits for an answer.

“You may come in,” Queen Charlotte said softly as she brushed her long white hair.

Lea then comes into the room and looks around the dressing room curiously.

“So the King said you needed help with your outfit, I can help with going along with color coordination” Lea replied awkwardly as she didn’t know much about fashion or let alone what was in style.

“Sounds very good,” Queen Charlotte says as she shows her the outfits that were on the rack to the left side of the room.

Lea thinks for a moment then points to the red dress on the rack and the gold jewelry on the dresser.

“Oh thank goodness I got a second opinion on this but what should I do for my hair? Up or down?” Queen Charlotte asked her as she wanted to see what she was capable of coordinating-wise.

“Hm a bun would look good, do you want me to help you with it?” Lea replied.

“Oh yes please, I’d much appreciate it,” Queen Charlotte says with a smile.

“Sure but you’ll have to instruct me on how to do a bun through” Lea replied with a weary smile.

“Sure, just start with a ponytail,” Queen Charlotte says as she was comfy in her cushioned seat.

Lea nods then gets the brush on the dresser as she puts the Queen’s hair into a ponytail.

“Ok, now I’ll do the other half since it’s kinda complex to do when your first time dealing with a new hairstyle,” Queen Charlotte explains.

“Oh uh…well, I understand” Lea replied as she sat down in a nearby chair.

“So Ms. Lea please tell me about yourself,” Queen Charlotte says as she makes conversation with her.

“Like what?” Lea replied as she wasn’t expecting anyone that was royalty to want to get to know her at all.

“Anything really, perhaps about your home or what you like and dislike,” Queen Charlotte asked her as she had a feeling that someone was listening to them.

“Well there’s not much to say, I like art, anime, and books, I don’t like small confined places” Lea replied as she thought about it at the top of her head.

“Interesting don’t you think so Kevin?” Queen Charlotte says with a smirk as she finishes putting her hair into a bun.

Prince Kevin flinches and then slowly enters the room awkwardly, “Hello mother and Ms. Lea” he says embarrassed.

“Hey, Prince Kevin” Lea replied as she looked at him baffled as she didn’t notice that he had listened to their conversation or where he came from.

“Sorry, but I couldn’t help but listen,” Prince Kevin admits as he scratches behind his head.

“Oh, my oh golly gee, how very rude of you, Prince” a voice echoed in the room.

  “Who said that?” Lea says confused as she looks around a bit.

“I’m not sure…” Queen Charlotte says as she messages the guards to stay on high alert on her clam phone.

“Are you ready to attend the party, mother? The guests are already arriving” Prince Kevin implies as she notices her texting on her clam phone that wasn’t completely in her pocket.

“Oh yes I’m ready, let’s get going” Queen Charlotte replied as she got up from the chair and swam over to him and Lea.

 Prince Kevin glances at the both of them while they go back to the ballroom as he wonders who his mom alerted or got in contact with.

 “So, she likes art, anime, and books? Very interesting indeed” Prince Kevin thought to himself with an amused smirk.

 Once they got to the ballroom, Prince Kevin stayed beside Princess Charlotte at the table in the center of the dining hall. Lea looks at the food as her stomach growls a little bit. 

King Chuck chuckles then heads over to her, as he whispers in her ear, “Go ahead and eat.” 

Lea smiles as she swims over to the food, she gets herself a plate and starts placing a lot of shrimp on them before glancing from side to side as she puts a shrimp into her mouth. 

King Chuck starts to follow her when Queen Charlotte grabs his hand.

“Royalty eats after all the guests arrive, remember, dear?” Queen Charlotte says before gently holding his hand.

“Yes, love…I remember” King Chuck replied sheepishly.

“I’ll feed you ok?” Queen Charlotte says with a flirty smile.

“Ok dear,” King Chuck replied as he blushed.

Queen Charlotte smiles and kisses his cheek leaving a pink lipstick mark on his cheek.

“Well isn’t this sweet?” a voice says abruptly as if they were making a great entrance.

Everyone stiffens as they turn to see who it is except for Alyssa, Dad, Mom, Cloud, Vanessa, Rocky, Snowball, Aunt Nancy, B.J., and Mama. 

“That voice again?” Lea thought as she turned to look as well as she had a shrimp in her mouth.

[battinscn]

GOOD 4 U — dad! theodore nott x mum! f! reader

CONTENT WARNING: mentions of guns/ gun related injury/ blood/ fluffy ending don't worry

SUMMARY: theodore was an auror, you were a healer. if he got injured, you'd be there to patch him up peachy, right? but with a daughter that you now shared, the circumstances have shifted and yet theodore doesn't seem to see it. will it put a strain in your relationship or will theodore see through you?

A/N: this one doesn't fit the song as much but i tried my best to flip the narrative a little so it'd be more interesting. this song just doesn't sit right with me because it's so toxic. i still enjoy the sour album, nevertheless, but this song just isn't what i would personally enjoy. not proof-read.

WC/ AVG. READING TIME: 3564 words/ 18 minutes

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"WOULD YOU LIKE an ice lolly?" you crouched down to the little kid who had been running a fever, "they're really yummy and they're charmed to taste like a rainbow!"

the girl, whose named you learned was lila, nodded excitedly, "yes please!"

"okay little lila, we have to ask mummy first if that's okay with her," you glanced up at lila's mother and she sent you a small nod and smile.

"thank you again healer nott," lila's mother thanked you as you walked her to the door of your office.

"i promise to give you the absolute world," theodore leaned down to whisper in your ear as you slow-danced on the laminated wood dance floor.

"i don't need you to give me what i already have, you're my absolute world," you whispered back with a small smirk dancing on your lips.

"godric i love you," theodore placed his lips against the top of you head as you swayed to your wedding song.

"you're very welcome mrs boot," you waved goodbye to the mother-daughter duo.

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧

you checked the time on your wrist watch and it was finally your lunch break.

you knew better than to wear heels while taking over two shifts but you know, you wanted to girlboss.

you took the lift to the seventh floor to the staff room and took your tupperware out of the chilled box.

you warmed your food with your wand and dug in to your chicken and rice.

"afternoon," healer pucey, adrian, settled down by the circle table next to you with his coffee and sandwich he had gotten from the cafe.

"heard you had to deal with some oaps today, that must be rough," you chuckled.

"they smelled like old piss, i swear on merlin. it's as if they don't shower!" adrian complained, "how's the baby?"

"em's an absolute angel, cranky in the evenings but other than that, theo and i love her to death," you smiled and the thought of your daughter, "theo's back at work now so that's helping him relief some of his stress, you know what he's like, burying himself in work and all."

you and adrian were enjoying your lunchtime when the bell of the hospital paging system rang.

"will all healers please proceed to the ground floor, will all healers please proceed to the ground floor. code 921. code 921."

"code 921...that's..." you mumbled as you made eye contact with adrian's just as panicked gaze, "that's a ministry related emergency."

you and adrian forgot about your lunched and sprinted down the corridor.

"how do you even run in those?" adrian looked at you amazed as you ran past visitors of the hospital and patients.

"mum superpowers," you explained.

you were stuck in the cramped lift, your cheek smushed against the walls of the lift, "what do you think's happened?" your voice muffled.

"i'm just as clueless as you are, but if they're callling for all of us, it must be important," adrian shrugged, his tall frame meant he towered everybody and was not pushed against bodies like you were.

the healers and nurses all dispersed when the lift reached the ground floor to the heads of their various departments.

"this way," you nudged adrian and the two of you listened as head healer mckinnon explained to you and your colleagues what had happened.

"there was a brawl outside a muggle pub between a group of ex-deatheaters and muggles. aurors were called in by the prime minister and guns were involved."

"guns?" you thought, you had only ever treated magical patients who suffered from magic-related injuries, never any muggle ones.

sure you had learned how to heal them while in studying to become a healer, but you had experienced it firsthand.

"pucey, nott, you two are stationed in room 236," healer mckinnon handed you two a clipboard each as you made your way to the assigned ward.

"brunette male, height is 6'1, weight, 13 stones. gunshot wound to the ribs," adrian read off the chart.

you pushed opened the door and dismissed the nurses with a thank you, and they left to help aid other patients.

without thinking, you rushed to unbutton the patient's shirt to properly inspect the wound. you were so focused on the task at hand that when your eyes finally trailed up to the patient's face, your hands trembled and your felt your knees buckle.

"hey, hey, y/n," adrian caught you and sat you down, "can i have healer johnson in room 236, healer johnson in room 236." he spoke into his watch.

as much as adrian wanted to comfort you, he knew that the patient was of the upmost priority.

adrian inspected the bullet wound as he cast various spells to stop the bleeding.

all the while you were sat by the plastic chair in the ward, your ears ringing as you allowed yourself to process how your husband was laying in a hospital bed in front of you unconscious and a bullet through his torso.

healer johnson burst through the doors barely a minute later and helped adrian with conjuring the healing spells.

you shot up from your chair as you walked out of the hospital ward, unable to last another second in that suffocating room.

your chest heaved as you forced yourself to take deep breaths, your eyes bouncing off the walls as you paced and panicked, chewing your thumb to prevent yourself from clenching your jaw too much.

"y/n," you felt a hand on your shoulder and you jumped.

seeing your red rimmed eyes and anxious face, draco's features softened as he pulled you into a hug.

"i'm so terrified draco," you sobbed, careful not to touch his bandaged forearm.

draco set you down in a row of chairs when you stopped crying, "w-what happened?"

"we were called in through the minister by the muggle prime minister. i was paired up with nott and we were stationed by the back entrance. we were supposed to wait for backup but nott was worried that it'd be too late. one of the muggles had a gun to an auror's head so he rushed in without putting a protective charm over himself and got shot in the process."

you could not believe what draco was saying.

"y-you mean he just barged in? without protection? no backup? nothing?" you scoffed

draco nodded, "but he was trying to save one of his team members, it was stupid of him to barge in like that but you have to realise that it wasn't his intention."

draco's explaination was deaf ears as you ran your hands through your hair, letting out a tired sigh.

theodore had always been a risk-taker. he loved the adrenaline of his job and his fight senses overpowered his flight. it made him good at his job sure, but it was different now. you had a daughter, a family. theodore couldn't be so rash with his decisions he made while on the field.

he had a family to be accountable and responsible for and now your husband was lying in a hospital cot on the brink of death because of a hasty choice he had made.

"i can't believe him," you shook your head.

draco was called by a nurse to get his vitals checked, "you'll be okay?" you checked with you before he left.

"y-yea, just shocked by theo's actions right now."

it had been three hours and the sun was starting to set. the head of your department had deemed you unfit to perform any healing due to the state of distress you were clearly in.

as much as you hated to leave theodore, you had to pick emery up from your mother's.

"theodore's in surgery, nobody will tell me anything," you vented to your mother as you held emery towards your chest, letting her latch onto you.

"do you want me to look after em? i can have her for the night and you can stay at the st mungo's." your mother offered.

"no, it's okay. thank you though. i can't tell if i'm mad at theodore or not, i just...i just thought that now we have em he wouldn't pull this type of shit, d'you know?" you talked with the free hand that wasn't holding onto emery.

as much as you were annoyed at theodore, you were beyond worried about theodore and prayed to every deity out there that theodore would be safe.

you rang the welcome witch as you placed emery in her bassinet.

"has theodore nott been out of surgery yet?"

you were informed that theodore was now in an unconscious state but was not in a critical condition. adrian was unsure when theodore would awake.

it had been four days since theodore had been admitted and you were beyond exhausted.

you could not take time off work as your assistance was needed from the other injured aurors and ex-deatheaters.

and without theodore helping you through feedings during the night, you had to wake up every four hours to either latch emery on or feed her a bottle.

you were trying to ease your headache by drinking a cup of tea in the staff room when adrian came sprinting into the room.

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺

"theodore's awake."

"w-what?"

"he's awake, he pressed the call button and johnson went to check his vitals and everything."

your tea and headache was long forgotten as you tried to keep up with adrian's long strides.

you pushed the door open to see theodore chatting with healer aaron johnson, an old school mate of his.

"yea, thank you so much. i barely even feel the wound," theodore chuckled as he waved goodbye to aaron.

it was now just you and theodore left in the room, the only sound coming from the beeping of the ecg monitor.

you stood with crossed arms by the foot of the bed, eyes not meeting theodore's.

𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬

you could feel theodore's stare was boring holes into your skull.

"stop profiling me," you finally looked up at theodore, but a glare was evident on your tired eyes.

"sorry," theodore mumbled, "you look exhausted."

"of course i do," your tone was sharp, "you willingly put yourself in danger theodore. you went into the pub with no protection charms and no backup. do you not value your life?"

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵

"of course i value my life, why would you say something like that?"

"well clearly you don't, because you could've died theodore. no. scratch that, you almost died. you aren't just an auror anymore theodore, you're a father. you have a wife and daughter who pray that you come home safe everyday. can you imagine how hard it was for me to get called down and see my husband, unconscious and bloodied in a hospital bed? and it wasn't magic theodore, it was a muggle injury. sure i can just reverse some stupid jinx or hex, but this is serious."

"you think i don't know that? surprise y/n, i have a job, i have responsbilities to uphold."

"responsibilites? and being a father isn't a responsbility?"

"you're putting words in my mouth now, that is not what i said."

"i'm not trying to be unreasonable but all i want is for you to understand that you have to realise it's not just you and me anymore. you have a family."

"don't make me choose, don't make me choose between you and emery and my job."

"i'm not making you choose! theodore, will you just listen to me and not try to make the villian in whatever narrative you're trying to write?"

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶

"i'm done, i can't do this right now," theodore tried to stand, but immediately winced as he did.

"the numbing charm only works if you're stationary." you picked up the clipboard next to his hospital bed and wrote down notes regarding his heart health and blood pressure.

"don't worry, i'll leave, because honestly i can't do this right now either. and try not to call for a healer from one to half two because it means i'd have to be the one to check on you and i seriously don't want to have to look at you."

and with that, you stormed out of the hospital room after slamming the door shut.

theodore watched as you left the room, despite the door being closed, he could still hear your high heels clicking through the corridor.

theodore gripped the sheets with his fists till his knuckles were white. he was just doing his job? why couldn't you understand that?

you of all people should understand the risks of his job. you had been dating since hogwarts, you were actually the one who pushed him to submit his resume to the auror's department of the ministry when you graduated. you never had an issue with theodore's job, so why now?

what difference did emery make? sure, he loved emery more than the earth and the sun, but at the end of the day he was still an auror and his job was to instill peace in the magical world.

neither you nor theodore had spoken since you argument a few days ago.

theodore remained in the hospital and you had to beg adrian to be the one to check on your husband whenever it was your shift period to do so.

three days had passed and theodore was being discharged. he was perfectly healed, as if the gunshot wound was never there.

𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧

you were just as stubborn as he was and theodore decided instead of causing a scene in front of you collagues and the rest of st. mungo's, he collected his things and apparated home.

theodore took a long cold shower, and only started to notice that things were off when he realised your shampoo and toiletries were gone.

confused, and a towel around his waist, theodore trudged out of the en suite into your bedroom.

he noticed how there was a empty space in your wardrobe. your casual clothes still in place but your healer's coat and work clothes were all gone.

theodore checked emery's nursery and realised that part of her wardrobe was missing as well.

"bloody hell," theodore cursed under his breath as he put on his shirt and trousers, floo-travelling into the ministry.

he had a pile of paperwork waiting for him in the office and the last thing he needed was to deal with your, what he believed was, childish behaviours.

sure enough, right on his desk that was adjacent to draco's, stood a pile of unfinished parchments theodore would have to revise through.

theodore finished the last of the pile and stood up to stretch. with the parchments under his arm, theodore knocked on the head auror's door and entered when he was given a "come in."

"you could've waited till tomorrow to finish them. you're cleared for medical leave till then," harry gestured for theodore to take a sit in the leather armchair in front of him.

"i know, i just wanted to get them done as soon as possible, lessen the stress and workload on the rest of the team."

"what you did back there, was irresponsible and quite frankly, dumb."

"yes potter, i know but i j-"

"you were looking out for your team. look, nott, i get that, but you have to realise that when you put yourself in dangerous situations like this you risk not only the safety of yourself, but the whole mission's as well."

"yes, potter."

"will you please, just wait for my signal next time?" harry pushed his metal-rimmed glasses further up the bridge of his nose.

"yea, i will."

"thank you. now, i've been considering retirement."

"wait, what?" theodore blinked hardly as harry relieved the news to him, "why?"

"this job has been taxing and very well has been taking me away from my family. i thought it was time for me to spend time with them." harry's eyes flickered to the moving pictures of his family hanging on the wall, "i've been tasked by the minister to write in recommendations for my replacement and i think you'd be the best choice."

"me?" theodore tilted his head to the side.

"you are a competent leader to your team and i see how well you work with them."

just then, childlike giggles could be heard as albus potter bounced into the room.

"daddy!" albus squealed as he hopped into harry's lap.

"i'm terrible sorry about this, i did not know he would interrupt like this," harry apologised to theodore.

"it's quite alright," theodore smiled the the toddler in harry's lap.

"oh hun, i'm so sorry we wanted to wait till you were done but albus insisted on barging in." ginny weasley came wobbling into the room, a few months pregnant and her belly showing, "hi, nott." she greeted when she saw your husband.

"hi ginny." theodore waved.

"well, i think that's all i wanted to talk about." harry slid a piece of parchment over to theodore regarding him being the new head, "think about it yea? and let me know when you decide."

"can you go now? you promised me ice cream!" albus wiggled in his seat and pouted.

"yes now albus, why don't you and mummy wait outside while i collect my things?" albus nodded excitedly and gripped onto his mother's hands as they left the office.

harry placed his quills and whatnots into his briefcase and shut it.

theodore followed after his boss as harry walked him to the door.

"hey, uh, potter?" theodore opened his mouth to ask.

"hm?"

"how do you do it? i-i mean how to make sure you have a good work adn home-life balance?"

"i don't think it's something you make sure. it just comes naturally to you. whenever you're on a case, whenever you're about to risk your life, you just hear their little voices telling you to 'be safe'. and i guess everything else just falls into place." harry shrugged.

harry noticed theodore's face soften and patted his back asssuringly, chuckling, "but i wouldn't worry too much if i were you. you won't ever believe how many times i’ve had to listen to ginny swoon about you whenever y/n gushes during their gossip nights. apparently i have to start singing to the baby in her belly every night now because that's what you did with emery."

emery. his daughter. and you, hs wife.

it was then when theodore realised that he had been looking at it the wrong all along.

when theodore first became an auror, it was out of the wanting to earn that respect and admiration that people had about aurors.

now, theodore remained being an auror because he wanted to make sure that the wizarding world was safe, that you and his daughter were safe from harm.

without thinking twice, theodore dispparated away from the second level of the ministry building to your mother's house where you were surely staying at.

"i'm sorry. i'm sorry for being an idiot and i'm sorry for putting myself at risk like that," theodore blurted out a string of apologies faster than the words could leave his mouth when he saw you open the door, still in your white healer's coat and heels, craddling emery to your chest.

"hey, it's okay," you reached forward to wipe the stray tear from theodore's face, "i forgive you. i was just mad at that point of time but if anything, i was just worried about you."

"i know, and i'm sorry. i see what you mean now, that my responsibilities roam further than just being an auror."

you consoled theodore as you led him into the front room to rest on the fluffy cushions.

you placed fleeting kisses on his hairline, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

"oh, uh, i got offered to be head auror." theodore poked his head up.

"what? theo! this is huge! it's what you always wanted!" you chirped.

"yea, i know but-" theodore's eyes landed on the sleeping emery and you realised what his hesitance was about.

"hey, theo, take the job. being head auror was what you've been working so hard for. i understand, emery and i will understand. as long as you promise to come back safely to us every night. i love you theodore, and believe it or not, you can love this family as well as your job.”

“i love you, i’ll think y-yea i’ll take up the offer. but i think i want to take a month or two away from work first, spend time with you and emery,” theodore reached for emery and you put her into his arms.

“i have so many things to teach you little love,” theodore nudged his nose against emery’s lightly, “first and most important thing you have to learn is that mummy is always right.”

hearing that, you threw your head back lightly in a laugh as theodore smirked at your reaction. he could not believe that he would ever risk experiencing this for the rest of his life.

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+ characters : Shinichiro Sano, Kokonoi Hajime, Kazutora Hanemiya, Chifuyu Matsuno 

+ tw:  fem reader - sexual explicit content, degradation kink, praise kink, fingering, oral, cursing. and to be clear these are all TIMESKIPS well besides for shin LMAO

+ this was requested by anon <3 initially either for Chifuyu or Shinichiro- so I did both and added Koko and Kazu mwah <3

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✻ Shinichiro  ✻

Tongue dipping between your folds, the hot muscle collects some of your nectar - He hums, long fingers digging into the plush of your bare waist. He’s pussy drunk, living and thriving between your legs, refusing to stop eating your pretty cunt out- why would he when you were sprawled out so prettily under him. Utterly bare under his gaze, aside from the crotchless panties you had opted for wearing this morning, Shinichiro devours you whole. Eyes glued to the way your pretty little cunt drips with cum, a bead rolls down your fluttering hole, almost hitting the satin bedsheets before Shinichiro’s skilled tongue catches it. “Taste so good baby” He can't get enough of you, with each passing minute buried into your pussy, he feels himself unravelling, needing more, more of you. “Wearing these just for me, hm? My perfect girl” A broken moan of his name slips past your lips, chest heaving as he tore another orgasm out of you with pure words. Snickering, he delves back in to aid you with your high, Fingers leaving crescent moon indents into your skin. “That's right pretty- Cum for me, All mine” He blabbers mindlessly, mind solely focused on making you feel good. Your moans pierce the night, head thrown back as you cum for the 4th time in Shinichiro’s mouth. Dark locks stuck to his forehead, sterling chain glittering under the dim light of his bedroom and lust-filled gaze never leaving your clenching hole. “So pretty” His voice isn't above a whisper, as he looks back at you, chin slick with your juices, his usual grin on his face: “Can my pretty girl take it, one more time?”

✻ Koko ✻

Soft palm hits your rear, contrasting with the pure harshness of his slap - tearing another moan from you. “Dirty slut” Sultry voice slips past his lips, dark sterling eyes flickering between the crimson imprints of his hand on the subtle skin of your ass and your exposed cunt on display for him. “Wearing such things-” He pauses, one finger collecting the slick that was oozing out of your cunt, bringing it to his mouth. He hums, lashes fluttering, feeling his auburn dress pants become incredibly tighter. “That desperate for my attention hm? Want my cock that badly, you whore?” You whine and plea on top of him, shaking your ass slightly, as if to entice him to finally give you what you want. He clicks his tongue, dark gaze zeroing on your pussy, sliding one long digit inside drawing the softest mewl of his name out of you. 

“What's wrong pretty” He coos, angling his finger just - perfectly, so that he teasingly graze against your gummy walls. “Cat got your tongue?” Even if you wished to answer, you mentally couldn't - your mind hazy, building up with the thoughts of Koko granting you another orgasm. You knew damn well those agile fingers could work pure magic between your folds, pulling orgasms after orgasms out of your body. “So wet” His voice resonates in the room, you sprawled on his thighs. Curling the tip of his digits, he angles them just right to make you see stars - feeling your cunt flutters around him. “Cumming already? Pathetic” Koko’s body betrays his words, biting down on his lips to stop any moan from escaping his lips, his own cock twitching against the material of his underwear. “Cum now, before I change my mind” His voice is sultry, like the sweetest melody as it rings through your ears. Mindless chants of his name slips past your lips as you let go, creaming around his long digits. Your juices dribble coating the soft material of your crotchless panties, which almost stirs a moan from Koko. Riding out your orgasm, by fucking yourself on his fingers, his gaze never leaves your cunt gripping him so tightly, breath coming out in short pants. It’s not long before he has you up, straddling him, grasping your hand to put it on his clothed dick : “Now, be a good girl and ride me.”

✻ Kazutora  ✻

His face is flushed, tinted with a scarlet hue as his sandy-orbs zeroes on the picture you just sent him - your pretty cunt on full display for him, adorned by peachy crotchless panties. He gulps, mouth agape as he stares and stares, cock hardening against his loose sweatpants. His mind goes blank, thinking about how badly he wished to rearrange your insides, moulding you to fit his cock. To have you cream all around him, pussy fluttering as moans of his name cascade from your mouth like a waterfall - that is, until his ringtone stirs him out of his daydream. “A-Ah!” He gasps, fumbling with the touch screen before answering, embarrassment washing over him. Your voice is sultry asking him what took him so long, mindlessly telling him how badly you needed him; needing his tongue, skilled fingers and most importantly his cock. “Baby I-” He's flustered out of his mind, gaze flickering between his alarm clock showing a 11:45pm in red neon color and the keys to his motorcycle laying by his bed. “Want me that badly, angel?” He questions voice husky, even though the answer is written in the stars. Cock deliciously aching against the thin material of his pants, one of his hand rubs himself a bit, a long-drawn-out sighs escaping his parted lips. Your moans on the other end of the line stirs a gasp from your lover, who knows damn well your fingers are buried deep within your cunt, imagining it to be his cock. You plea and moan for him to help you, begging for his help to cum, to cream all over his cock. “Need me to cum pretty?” You mindly chants a series of “Yes”, as Kazutora’s breath hitches, hips bucking against his palm. Your sweet lover isn’t one to refuse you, not when you’re literally craving every centimeter of his being. Getting up, he grasps his keys: “F-Fuck baby, Ill be there in 10” 

✻ Chifuyu  ✻

A lock of the door was all it took for Chifuyu to pounce on you; like a predator cornering its prey. “Fuck baby, didn’t know you had that kind of stuff” His voice is sultry as his large hands slowly slithers up your thighs, a digit collecting your slick, wasting no time into rubbing circles unto your pearl with it. The pet shop had just closed, when you had opted on paying a surprise visit to your boyfriend as he counted his cash for the day. When you bent down for him, picking a coin that had slipped from his grasp, that's when Chifuyu lost it. Those crotchless panties, your cunt so deliciously on display for him, it was like a switch clicked inside him. 

“ Naughty little thing” He coos, pressing a serie of kisses down your neck, making quick work of lifting you up on the counter, dropping to his knees. Face now at eye level with your core, he snickered, opal eyes flickering up to yours. “Already so wet” He remarks, quick to burry his face into your slick, tongue darting out to lick a clean stripe. He clicks his tongue, noticing your leaking arousal on the counter, “Dirtying everything- who's gonna clean this mess hm?” His body obviously betrays his words, cock aching and throbbing at the thoughts of taking you right there in his shop. You mewl and beg for him to eat you out, hands tangling into his raven locks, earning s chuckle from him. He shots you a small earnest smile, pressing a chaste kiss unto your clit: “ you dont even need to ask, princess”

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Been Trying Hard Not To Get Into Trouble But I've Got A War In My Mind [Tumblr Post]

Steve Harrington’s Six Little Nuggets

Steve Harrington Is A Damn Good Babysitter [Tumblr Post]

Soft, Low, Sweet And Plain, I Feel That Burning Flame [Tumblr Post]

Harringrove Love Fest 2024

Come As You Are [Tumblr Post]

I Drive Fast I Am Alone At Midnight  [Tumblr Post]

Sticks And Stones [Tumblr Post]

The Carrot And The Stick [Tumblr Post]

Acts Of Service [Tumblr Post]

Praise Me Like You Do

Villainous Valentine 2024

The Crafty Baron

Omegaverse Stories

I Wanna Taste You But Your Lips Are Venomous Poison

I Don’t Cook, I Don’t Clean But Let Me Tell You How I Got This Ring... [Tumblr Post] [Cross-Stitch]

42 [Tumblr Post] [Cross-Stitch]

Every Since We Met You’ve Had A Hold On Me [Tumblr Post] [WIP]

You Can’t Even See How Much You’re Mine [Tumblr Post Steve POV, Part 2] [Billy’s POV] [WIP]

Apple Seeds [Tumblr Post]

I’m Trapped By Your Love And I’m Chained To Your Side 

Devil’s Advocate 

Taste Of Pomegranates On Your Lips 

Only Worth Living If Someone Is Loving You Series

You Give Love A Bad Name [Tumblr Post]

Big Dick Steve [Tumblr Post]

Sugar Baby Omega Steve [Tumblr Post] [WIP]

Life Tastes Good [Tumblr Post] [Extra Chapter Billy’s POV]

The Man With The Child In His Eyes [Tumblr Post]

Billy’s Bitch [Tumblr Post]

Paradise By The Dashboard Light [Tumblr Post]

Dancehall Days [Tumblr Post]

That Certain Feeling Carved By Another’s Hand [Tumblr Post]

I Never Promised You A Rose Garden [Tumblr Post]

Under Blue Moon, I Saw You [Tumblr Post]

Sugar Cream Pie  

Dionysus [Tumblr Post]

How To Celebrate A Win [Tumblr Post]

Sadie’s Parties [Tumblr Post]

The Double Deuce In Hawkins, Indiana [Tumblr Post] [WIP]

Steve Harrington Is A Damn Good Babysitter [Tumblr Post]

Soft, Low, Sweet And Plain, I Feel That Burning Flame [Tumblr Post]

The Sweetest Tongue Hides The Sharpest Tooth [Tumblr Post]

Peachy Keen [Tumblr Post]

Beltane Blessings [Tumblr Post]

Tina’s Annual Halloween Party [Tumblr Post]

Curse Of The Were-Rabbit 

Ardent Attention [Tumblr Post]

You Can Be My Daddy White And Gold [Tumblr Post]

If You Float, You’ll Burn [Tumblr Post] 

The Harrington Internship [Tumblr Post]

Acts Of Service [Tumblr]

The Crafty Baron

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Dear Heart [Tumblr Post]

My Bloody Valentine [Tumblr Post]

Incubus Billy [WIP]

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[parkers-gal]

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last updated | aug 5th, 2021

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tom holland

insomnia - reader can’t get to sleep; tom finds out why

driving in the rain - fluffy dinner date and rainy drive back home

workouts and warmth - when all tom wants is some after-workout cuddles

from across the living room - announcing your engagement to your families

the one - you want to move out and get your own place as a couple, but tom doesn’t. nikki talks to him. 

anything for the twins - tom massages reader’s boobies during her period

moms, makeouts, and mishaps - nikki walks in during your makeout sesh

simple acts of intimacy - a fluffy 3.1k words worth of blurbs

silver surprises - the reader surprises tom at a premiere

twenty questions - questions ensue after tom & reader get stuck in an elevator

my gut - spinoff of twenty questions with claustrophobic!reader (tw/ anxiety + attacks)

stealth mode - tom & reader scaring each other

unicorns vs pegasuses - tom shuts the reader up by kissing them

a good story - tom meets reader at a meet & greet — friendships blossom to lovers

deal breaker - tom wants kids, but the reader does not

his lap - reader asks for help in overcoming an insecurity; tom misreads the situation

pool day - pool day w/ tom + the boys

hot - the reader picks a certain song that reminds her of tom - the boys go wild

grounded by rocks - tom talks about you in an interview for cherry

your hands - when all he wants is a simple head massage

late flights - in which tom takes too much time with the fans

nobody wanted to - where only one person makes it out alive

way more than 50 - the hollands trick the reader into thinking they did something they weren’t supposed to 

why [ pt ii ] - sweet cupcakes, and a not so sweet breakup

what looks suspicious - nikki doesn’t exactly approve of tom dating the reader

something sweet - reader drops off small gifts while tom’s on set

he remembers - when tom finds the letter

missed you - reuniting w/tom after four long months

soft gangsta - tom tries to dress edgy; the reader is unconvinced

the shoe game - reader & tom play the shoe game at their wedding

too much - when the reader has a rough time with work, tom comforts them

losing grip [ pt ii ] - a losing battle between the reader and a hereditary disease causes heartbreak

your captain america - protective!tom holland of young reader (age gap)

sexy genius - reader is a fan of (and meets) jake gyllenhaal

teddy bear cuddles - tom wears an oversized hoodie

nonsense - the boys think the reader is meddling with tom’s work

circles before yourself - rule #2 - osterfield!reader gets caught with tom

seventeen times - when the reader is having a hard time in lock down, tom tries to help (TW // depression)

pixie dust hair - tom assures insecure!reader that the pixie haircut looks good <3

a few more months - reader passes out during a run; tw // excessive exercising

tiktok au’s

body ody ody - tom gets a little jealous over a few social media comments 

sweats in the supermarket - getting tom hard when he wears sweats

put your records on - trying not to kiss each other first

mood killer - saying dirty things into tom’s ear

say it back - pranking tom by not saying ily back to him

two different ways - tom choking the reader to get two different reactions 

brutal - doing the “did you mean to post this?” trend on tom 

worst thirty minutes of my life - playing a drinking game with tom to see who gives into cuddles first

my girl’s cuddles - crawling into tom’s lap 

even - buying hot leggings & taping tom’s reaction 

goofball - a silly way to reveal reader’s pregnancy to tom 

end the debate - “i found out why my boobs are small” trend

slam the car door - doing the car door prank on tom 

water bottle wars - the boys ask you and tom questions about each other. wrong answers result in sprayed water 

get you back real good - you & the boys prank tom after watching a scary movie 

peachy - sighing / moaning in front of tom playing video games to get his reaction

my princess - tom does a tiktok where he guesses all your answers to everyday questions

dad!tom

needles and needs - when scarlet has to get shots, you realize she may not be the only one that needs comforting

all my girls - scarlet meets her baby sister for the first time (dad!tom)

everything i love about u - tom is afraid baby red might hate him for leaving home too much

a little extra help - stepdad!tom being the best dad to your daughter

through the tears - pregnant!reader goes into labour, and baby holland meets the family

first feed - tom watches you breastfeed for the first time

warmth from the love - baby holland’s first Christmas

first words - baby holland speaks for the first time

breaking the internet - when your pregnancy announcement crashes multiple apps/websites (pregnant!reader)

breaking the internet... again - when baby holland breaks the internet

boyfriends and brunch - when jade brings home her boyfriend (aged!up)

big sister + how are babies made - telling scarlet about the baby on the way (pregnant!reader)

too many kids - the reader’s dad has some commentary about the twins

mumma’s girl - tom gets jealous when scarlet isn’t a daddy’s girl

angels - a little skin to skin time with his best girl

family man - after a nasty breakup, tom finds out you had his child

cheesy uncles - telling paddy he’s going to be an uncle

ag!reader (more to come !!)

y’all really get nasty - tom and the fans discuss ag!reader’s songs

my favorite things - ag!reader performs in front of the mcu cast at the grammy’s

34 + 35 - the boys react to reader’s new song(s)

34 + 35 remix - the boys reacting to the remix

his remedy - the boys react to positions deluxe

neglected - AG!reader breaks up w tom because of their job; tom searches for answers

low-key wants him - reader talks about how much nonna (+ her fam) loves tom

see u soon - reader interacts with tom while on stage for the swt

a few spilled secrets - AG!reader performs on jimmy fallon’s show.. tom and her confess a few secrets

for the first time - when the reader breaks down crying while singing about her ex, tom is there to comfort her

dance with me, rain on me - reader has a hard time on set, tom to the rescue

every tomorrow - the first album release night after your breakup

here we go again - introducing tom (+ the boys) to your celebrity friends

condoms or safety nets - the boys react to AG!reader’s song “safety net”

we’re not engaged - AG!reader announcing to the world why they no longer have a fiance... (fluffy)

the late late show - AG!reader & tom do spill your guts or fill your guts

pain from pleasure - dad!tom goes through a birth simulator — controlled by the reader

never have i ever - tom & the reader play a game on the late late show

fluffy hair - ag!reader has a zoom interview with zach sang. tom makes an appearance

fighting off the haters - ag!reader and older!tom holland (age gap) attend an award show after going public

run your hands thru my hair - tom reacts to ag!reader’s song “my hair”

stick to acting - tom tries to make a beat for ag!reader

practically twins - reader meets sebastian & anthony at comic con

damn lucky - black!reader wears her hair naturally during an interview

what a piece - reader talks about tom related songs & tattoos

flip it - tom talks about reader in an interview

at the door - older!reader & tom fight off haters

a headcannon of ag!reader being a marvel cast member

a headcannon of tom & the reader attending the avengers endgame premiere

styles!reader (more to come !!)

bathroom kisses - makeout sessions with tom and styles!reader in the bathroom

yeah, he is - tom holland x styles!reader meet the styles family; protective older brother harry makes an appearance

unparalleled love - older brother harry styles makes a speech at reader’s wedding

grilled - date night for tom & styles!reader is a bit difficult with two kids; older brother!harry to the rescue

baby showers and brothers - dad!tom & styles!reader are going to be parents

potential boyfriend - tom has a crush on the reader when they first meet

ts!reader (more to come!!)

trust me - tom & the reader defend her after nikki doesn’t approve

your london boy - tom & co. + the world reacts to “london boy”

boy of my dreams - tom being proud of the reader for winning a grammy

rapper!tom

tom records your sounds during sex for his music (hc)

tom talks about you in an interview

concepts: one , two , three

professor!tom

my pretty girl - tom gets jealous when reader gets many valentines

other reader tropes

cherry - reader is a screenwriter for tom’s upcoming movie

no shouting - singer!reader needs some help after paparazzis are too much (based on a video of tom)

pregnancy belly - actress!reader has to wear a pregnancy belly for her role, and the boys tease tom about when it’ll be real

we march - actress!reader being a huge feminist

passions & pediatricians - pediatrician-to-be!reader meets tom

politics - reader’s granpa is joe biden (requested) and tom meets him

extra support - psychiatrist!reader helps tom on the set of cherry

you made it big - tom holland x actress!reader at the after party

partition - the boys react to famous!reader singing partition

senorita - singer!reader makes a music video with shawn, who’s tom’s new best friend

miniseries 

boomerang: one , two , three , four [completed]

peter parker

making amends

➢ enemies to lovers ; college!peter x super soldier!reader ; 30k words ; sorta slow burn

cheeky guy, favorite thighs - college!peter doing a tik tok challenge — between the reader’s thighs [tik tok au]

a little nicer - doing the prank on peter (”you could’ve been a little nicer to me today”)

start searching - first make out sessions with our best boy :)

hidden hickeys - the avengers think innocence of peter, until they’re proven wrong

the team - part two of hidden hickeys; reader meets the avengers

all of you - late night talks about your future with peter :’)

like you wouldn’t believe - reader tells mj about her & peter’s awesome sex

slip from my hands - roommate!peter comforts the reader after a nightmare

i’d wait for her - college!peter parker needs to come to terms with you and your boyfriend

shut up and kiss me - soft make out sessions with peter :)

all the good things in the world, and i get you - insecure!reader needs a little reassuring 

modern chivalry - peter being a gentleman on the subway

eggnog and mistletoe - peter helps you love the holidays

the force awakens? it sleeps - a little extra comfort & care from our favorite baby boyfriend 

a prince - wonder woman!reader meets spider-man (& avengers) in a mission

steve rogers fics - peter finds you reading fanfiction abt steve rogers

fanboy!peter

fanboys and bracelets - fanboy!peter parker goes to famous!singer!reader’s meet and greet

fanboys and phone numbers - fanboy!peter parker continuation 

showing around - fanboy!peter gets VIP access; some dancing ensues

stark!reader + avengers!reader

if you knew feelings - the avengers want you & peter to break up

sleeping - peter misinterprets a few important questions

the may to your ben - college!best friend!peter parker x stark!reader fluff

race ya - peter confesses his feelings for rogers!reader after a mission — on comms

frat bathrooms - stark!reader joins the avengers where she sees college!peter, the boy she slept with at a frat party

rainy days - reader doesn’t like rainy days, a certain wall-climber changes their mind

already got her - jealous!peter makes a public confession

flustered!peter

a nervous one - flustered!peter parker sees cheerleader!reader in her uniform

one day soon - flustered!peter parker x affectionate!reader

all better - flustered!peter parker does some lab flirting with reader

dad!peter + pregnant!reader

unplanned  [ part ii ] - reader gets pregnant... breaks up with peter to avoid it all

burrito wraps - reader worries that baby parker might be cold

a name to remember - latine!reader & peter give their girl a special name

you’re magic - a certain wall crawler hears two heartbeats

sgt. bucky barnes

first cuddles - bucky asks to cuddle for the first time

harry holland

golden light, the love of my life - the boys tease harry —on a live video— for being whipped

it won’t f^cking open - harry lends a helping hand

how much i - those three magical words are exchanged for the first time

cuddly koala moments - time the reader just needed harry’s warmth

anything for hands - the reader cuts harry’s hair on instagram live

your other best friend - the reader is sam’s new friend, but harry thinks they like tom instead

you’re my anchor - harry has an anxiety attack, but the reader knows what to do

what’s his [ pt ii ] - when everything thinks the reader should date tom instead, harry snaps

whipped fries - harry brags about the reader winning the pub quiz for them

tell me, show me - the reader makes harry flustered by playing w/the strings from his sweatpants

keep your cool - tom setting u up with his brother // nikki being wary

ag!reader

you’re such a dream to me — ag!reader writes r.e.m. about harry

harry styles

intoxicating - soft bubbles baths with long haired!harry 

frayed braids - reader braids long haired!harry’s hair

others:

harrison osterfield

not anymore - when harrison comes back from filming, he’s determed to win the reader’s heart

irreversible - when relationships fall apart, people fall apart. (infidelity)

circles before yourselves - rule #1  - harrison x osterfield!reader (sister) when brothers talk, bad things begin

think of her - harrison asks your family for their blessing [holland!sister]

steve harrington

together not never - steve discovers the reader is pregnant

[simslegacy5083]

NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 8 Ep. 139: A Fiery Fiend

Peachy’s transition back to the work-a-day world was much less “phone it in”. He dove eagerly into his first case after leave: an arson in Bridgeview.

He carefully collected his evidence for later analysis and interviewed the disgruntled homeowner. The sim was certain that his ex-girlfriend was to blame, spinning a tale of his ex’s fiery temper and her final threat to “burn this house down” when he kicked her out in the middle of their last fight.

It was obvious to the young captain that the man was hardly an impartial witness, but heartbreak was a solid motive to follow up on.

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Once he started digging into that evidence and checking out the story from their neighbors, Peachy quickly found more evidence than he needed.

It looked like this wasn’t the first time the homeowner’s ex had tried to make good on a final threat, and the neighbors across the street even had a security camera that showed her leaving the house right after the fire started. He went to pick her up for questioning.

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Locating his suspect in a lounge in Komorebi, Peachy wasted no time making an arrest. The girl seemed highly offended that her early night was interrupted, and he carefully kept the mood light and let her complain and talk freely.

Once in the interrogation room he carefully referenced the fight with the victim to see what his suspect would volunteer. The fiery girl made it abundantly clear that she considered the arson the “perfect response” to the disrespect her ex had shown her during the breakup. She went into detail on how she just wished she had thought to shut off the fire suppression system to “really show him”.

Peachy’s job here was done. This sim didn’t seem to understand the seriousness of her crime, but her lawyer and the judge would take it from here.

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Once he’d completed filing his case report Peachy grabbed Fabian and headed upstairs to their favorite spot on the rooftop.

As their cauldron bubbled Peachy told his buddy about his latest win and his hope that it would put him over the edge of that promotion he’d almost earned before his leave. Once he was a Colonel, he’d be positioned to finish clearing the chief as an obstacle to stopping Nancy Landgraab.

Fabian had some exciting news of his own to share. He’d taken Jack’s advice and broached the topic of kids with his girlfriend. She’d decided she was also ready to start a family and they hoped to have a little one soon. Peachy wished him the best of luck and looked forward to introducing their kids.

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Peachy’s promotion sense had been right on the money, and he ended the day officially a Colonel.

Arriving home, he shared the good news with Jack, who was in the nursery watching over their little napping angel. They wanted to celebrate, and Peachy had the best idea for the doting pair of new fathers. The baby monitor’s range reached to the edge of the bay behind their house, so they could take a short walk and do some fishing without ever losing sight of Luigi, who would wake for an evening bottle shortly.

The look on Jack’s face told his husband how much he appreciated the suggestion of a low-key, family friendly way to recognize Peachy’s accomplishment. After one final check to make sure their boy was sleeping soundly, they headed down to the fishing hole behind the homestead.

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During their walk they came upon a giant leaf pile and Jack mentioned that it would be fun to play in the leaves with Luigi someday. With a sly smile Peachy suggested they didn’t need to wait for Luigi to be old enough to come with them to enjoy the fall foliage.

Jack melted into Peachy’s deep and meaningful kiss before allowing himself to be pulled into the leaves for some fun that was just for the grown-ups. One explosively good time later they exited their hide-a-way all smiles and proceeded down to the water to try their hand at catching dinner.

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[muffindaddystyles]

harry would be such a soft dom with bloody hard kinks and he’d say things like “oh baby, i’m going to have to punish you for this and it’s going to hurt, but i’ll kiss you all better after i promise” iM MELTING/-?!?,?

I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHAT I WROTE BUT I JUST KNOW ITS FILTHY AND FLUFFY

Harry never knew he’d be such a kinky sneak.

He loved having sex. With consent, of both parties and he had quite an edge for exploring his own sexual desires and particular holes— if you know, you know.

With Y/N out of his picture (he wishes he’d have met her before). He never had emotional attachments with his fuck buddies, no-cuddling rule was very stony and staying after a nice fuck however was a fat chance.

He didn’t expect himself to be budded with flowers whose each petal blossomed gradually, when he met Y/N. She had all his firsts with him and he felt terribly cherished, that she gave her kind little heart to him and trusted him with it.

He has promised himself to never break it, whatever it takes him too.

When Y/N bugged him about kinks and rough sexual plays. He was hesitant to say least, walking on eggshells with easing her into it because she was just too delicate and precious for him to hurt her for getting out a blasting orgasm he could simply have by teasing her to tears and then having an amazing sex afterwards. (with Y/N he worries alot, hands diligent and tentative to her needs and limits, eyes conscious of her presence).

Y/N being a stubborn pesky menace wouldn’t leave him alone, pouting and grouching in his lap, not listening to him and rebelling just to get a reaction out of him; she just wanted him to roughen her a tad and choke and spank her peachy bum sore.

The first time. He lavished her to teary cheeks, swollen pink hued lips, and marked her body with purples and rosy lovebites—... it was heaven sent on earth for Y/N.

She felt small, secured and overly shy as Harry took pictures of her tangled in silk sheets of their bed mumbling a ‘mine.’ Under his breath and everytime she remembers the night it sends jitters down her thighs making them clench to shut down the throb in her core.

He fucked her rough and hard, holding onto her hips to leave guaranteed bruises of his grip on her when her limbs gave out sinking her into the pillows, he pounded inside her with deep strokes grinding his pelvis against her sensitive clitoris everytime he bottom out snug insid her, gritting with her face squished in his palm, “Yeah? Can’t take it babylove? Too bad,” He tutted, a knowing smirk adorned his sheeny features, “Gonna use ya however I want.” It was a last nibble to Y/N's sanity turning her into a massive puddle of loud needy moans, gushing on his cock and gasping out in surprise when he slid his fingers against her throbbing clit and circled it in calculated lazy pushes.

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Riding his thigh. She’d always bury her face in his neck, palms pressed gently to his dense torso and always chase for his kisses when Harry’s fingers that once plays with the baby hair on the nape of her neck – spreads and slips into her hair and yanks her away from his chest and his palm draws and wraps around her throat— having his pressure known but never squeezing it too grimly.

“Choke me, please?” She’d pant, meek whines eliciting through her parted mouth when Harry thrusts his meaty thigh up into her cunt -- feeling her incredibly soaked and sticky panties gliding aside out of his little mindless action.

“My baby wan' me to choke her? Likes daddy’s hands too much, innit pet? Playing with yer soft pussy and yer pretty tits ... likes it when they mark your cute bum, mine?” He’d whisper, squeezing tightly and firmly enough to get her eyes rolling to the back of skull and her pace faster, nibbling onto her pouty lip suckling kisses and pecks on it while his hand helps her fuck herself onto his thigh.

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Sometimes when they’re watching telly and she’s cradled in his lap, very sleepy and weary sucking onto his fingers – almost falling asleep when Harry pushes his thick digits deeply to nurse the back of his baby’s throat and she'd always whine like a disgruntled kitten, drooling down her chin with yawning whimpers and he’d always tend to her caringly, “Look at you. Sucha messy baby of mine. Lemme clean you up,” His magic cleaning tool always his tongue licking her chin and the corners of her lips until she’s a whimpering and whining mess demanding to have his cock warming her tummy.

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He encouraged Y/N to be more familiar with her own body and needs, teaching her how to make herself feel good and not cry out of frustration when he’s away.

It started when he ordered her to play with herself and it was an absolute fruitless insistence because she got caught up into chasing the pleasure and that cloudy trip instead of relaxing and enjoying herself -- which melted her into a squirmy huffy mess, only to whine more needily when Harry reached to her rescue. “Lemme show my Angel how to fuck oneself . . . these dainty fingers of yours might not snuggle too deep in, like daddy’s does, tha’s why y'gotta learn to play with yer toys pet. Stuffs y'nice and good.” He crawled atop hers, making his presence known and pinned her hips down with his bicep while smothering kisses into the inside of her quivering thighs, her centre getting slicker and slicker with his warm daunting mouth reaching her swollen folds.

Instead of making her learn he ravished her into a proper crying mess with his tongue and his steady hand wrapped around her wrists guiding her fingers in and out of her with an abrupt speed.

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Her punishments used to be nominal. He’d be damned if she ended up bruised awfully, because he’s very well aware how pudgy and baby like his lovie’s skin is.

She’s such a soft little peach.

Her punishment eased from getting her cummies denied, refused to be touched while Harry pounds into her cunt not empathising with her needy innocent crying (she’s getting better at her game), her wrists restrained to their bedhead with silk ties and he never forgets to make sure it’s not tight enough to stop the blood flow and make her dizzier than she already’s about to get. “Gonna tell me when ‘s too uncomfy, yeah baby?”, to getting vibrators slipped inside her hole when she acts bratty before going somewhere and all her mind could blur onto is harryharryharry, pushing her into such an intense and needy and clingy heads pace “Oh petal this ones going to hurt your poor bum, did this t'yourself. Good girls don’t get punished d'they now pet?” to getting her asscheeks spanked pink and blushy with whites imprints of his thick lengthy fingers and large palm round the globes of her bum.

Taking care of her afterwards with clean gentle cool baby wipes, “Shhh. Shh moppet knows your little clit's too sensitive, but couldn’t let you go t’sleep all messy now could I?” He’d coo, shushing her whimpers and kissing her knees swiping the drip of gooey cum oozing down her slit, then takes care of her bum, coating a good amount of soothing creams and aloevera gels to calm the sting knowing she'd be very grump in morning and batty with him when all she did is wiggle and shift while taking her online classes and didn’t hear the single damn thing her professor said.

Things only Harry could do to Y/N.

She loves taking part in his kinks as much as he does.

[tteokdoroki]

— “GOOD GIRL + KATSUKI BAKUGOU.”

author’s note(s): a self indulgent little piece i decided to make because im obsessed with bakugou, his fingers and him being a condescendingly soft dom. dedicated to my fellow bakugou bimbo @luv-dum n my honey @greenchild n thanks to big bro @husband-to-tomura-shigaraki for encouraging me!!!

warning(s): mdni, 18+. smut, soft dom!bakugou, slapping, daddy!kink,mentions of pet play + collaring, oral fixation, fem!reader.

you were such a good girl for him, weren’t you? never misbehaving or breaking any of the rules— you always served katsuki bakugou with a smile, his sweet innocent little girls who did everything that daddy told her to. there wasn’t a thing you wouldn’t do to please him, from wearing cute little outfits he can tear right off of your body to sitting on your knees— collared up and chained by the door waiting for him after a long day of work.

so who was he to not reward his sweet little girl?

“c’mon angel, tell daddy what you want.” bakugou coos, vermillion eyes lidded while he watches you struggle underneath him— your thighs are shaky around his slender waist and legs resting atop muscled shoulders from years of training. using skilled fingers, the pro hero presses harsh circles into your slick, letting them fumble against your clit.

in reality, katsuki knows you can barely find the words to respond— your brain at its fuzziest as you take everything your daddy gives to you. orgasm after orgasm, you don’t resist him as his cock hits deep within your plush, soaking walls. bakugou rolls his hips into yours slowly, basking in the way your face twitches at every movement of your bodies against one another. you were so sensitive, cunt clamping down deliciously around his tip as he pulls his hips back and pulls himself out of you— honeyed whimpers slipping from between your lips that were bitten cherry red and raw.

you’re so sensitive, so good and it’s all for him. always for him.

“ku...kugo,” you whine, eyes crossed and breath hitched. your chest rises and falls with every breathless moan you release from parted lips— almost in sync with the way your breasts bounce with katsuki’s thick, heavy girth that pounds into your puckered hole. tears fall prettily from your sparkling doe eyes, some caught in your lashes while others run tracks down the apples of your chubby cheeks in sync with your black mascara. the pro hero will never get over how lucky he is to have to sweet thing like you, his darling piece of ass to fuck and call his own.

his baby, his cock sleeve, his cute little play thing. possession burns brightly in his chest and the scarred hand that drew patterns of pleasure against your puffy clit now flies upwards and wraps tightly around your neck, the pads of bakugou’s fingers sinking into the supple skin at your throat while a primal growl sounds in the bottom of his own.

the way you squeal at the sudden pressure makes the hero dizzy, a haze settling over his dark ruby gaze while he fucks into you harder, faster— balls heavy with seed slapping against your peachy ass. “i know, baby...daddy knows,” katsuki sighs down at you softly, speaking over your mindless babbles and adorable mewls.

he lips push into a mock pout, head cocked to the side while he drives his dick into your gummy pleasure spot to see you cry. “you’re being fucked so good, right? fucked so dumb that my little baby can’t even speak?” briefly, his hand leaves your throat to pats your wet cheek, and all though your vision swims you still look up at him a dopey smile and eyes full of love. “so stupid baby, if you want something you have to ask for it, you know that.”

a feral groan leaves the blonde’s lips when you clamp down on him and your juices leak from your hole, painting his pelvis. all this and just from his words alone— your hips even lifting pathetically in an attempt to meet his fast paced thrusts. “fingers,” you cry out dumbly, on the verge of tears again. “wan’ your fingers ku, please-!”

and there it is, your sweet little plead to get what you want, even using your manners. you’re his well trained little girl, always so well behaved even when being fucked like this. grinning, bakugou releases your throat for the second time and leans down— pressing your bodies flush against one another and he’s so close that he can feel your pebbled nipples against his broad pecs. instinctively, like the well trained pet you are, you tilt your head up ready to receive another kiss— mind fogging up at the thought of your tongues clashing once more.

but instead, pro hero dynamight pulls down on your bottom lip— dripping a glob of spit between your parted lips before forcing two of his digits into your heated mouth. “is that what you wanted?” he murmurs, watching as your eyes light up and your cunt starts to ooze more of your sweet nectar. “yeah, you fuckin’like that don’cha baby? all the dumb little girl wanted was daddy’s fingers to fuckin’ suck on. yer s’cute, princess.”

you look so pleased, so pacified as you suck diligently on bakugou’s fingers. taking them in greedily while your eager hole grips his cock for all his worth. with fluttering eyes and lashes that tickle your cheeks, you nod your head obediently, whining when your daddy presses down on your sweet tongue. the sight alone could be enough to make the man cum, paint your insides with white and claim your cunt as his but instead, he fucks your mouth in sync with the pace of his cock— pulling out every once in a while to tap his leaking head against your puffy clit and watch you squirm.

and you’d take it, all of it, because you were katsuki bakugou’s good little girl and you would do anything to stay good for him.