#pets are a bigger spot tho.

[mymidwestheart]

[omg-foreverfilledwithweird-posts]

It’s Been a Long, Long Time ❥

Pairing: Pre!Outbreak Joel Miller x Fem!Reader 

Summary: You’re the school nurse at Sarah’s middle school and you’re volunteered to chaperone the school dance alongside her father, Joel Miller. After some other teachers upset you there, he makes a point of showing you how he feels while also teaching those assholes a lesson. 

A/N: okay so i know i just wrote one but you guys were so sweet in the notes :) *sobbing* and im obsessed with him so another Joel Miller fic for you, this one’s more fluffy tho here’s a sweet, smutty one, inspired by that one scene in “The Lost Husband” YALL KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT, enjoy and feedback as always is appreciated >~< i cant stop writing him PREPARED TO BE SICK O’ ME

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: SMUT 18+, fluff, cheesy, just absolute fuckin fluff, mentions of death, months pre-outbreak, language, reader is insulted, slight angst, mentions of alcohol, slight age gap, reader has panic attack, public making out, jealous!reader, Joel loves his pet names, he talks you through it, oral f! receiving, p in v, praise, unprotected sex, y’all it’s a lot 

You sip on your mug full of sugary coffee and rub your temple, tired from a night of little sleep. That’s when Sarah Miller, your favorite student, patient, and professional instigator, strides through your office doors with a big smile on her face. 

You open up your snack drawer with an affectionate roll of your eyes, grab a pack of skittles, and throw it her way. 

She catches it mid-air and sits down on the bed by your door, kicking her feet while she pops only the red ones into her mouth. 

“You’re gonna get me in trouble one of these days, hun,” you breathe a laugh. 

“Don’t worry,” she sighs, still grinning. “I’m on my lunch break and I finished it fast so I could come see you.”

You smile softly behind the rim of your mug, “Well, I’m glad to see you. What is it that you’re smiling so much about?”

“Awe,” she points to your mug. “You’re using the mug I got you.”

You look at the front of the mug, the words, “World’s Greatest Grandma”, on the front of if it with the word Grandma scratched out with a wash-proof marker and replaced with “Nurse”. She claimed she couldn’t find one that said what she wanted so she had to get creative. It makes you laugh every time you pick it up. 

“It’s my most prized possession,” you nod, matching her expression. “Now answer my question.”

She leans forward, having finished off all the red skittles, and hands it back to you so you can eat the rest. 

She says it in one, hyperactive breath, “I got my dad to volunteer at the school dance!”

You choke a bit on your coffee.

Setting down the bag of skittles and your mug, you look up at her and chuckling, “Why would you want to do that? Don’t most kids want their parents far away from their homecoming?”

She shakes her head like you’re not getting what she’s saying, exasperated, “I invited him for you, Nurse y/n.”

“I- Why would you-” you let out a nervous laugh before pulling yourself together. “Sarah. Why would you invite him for me, sweetheart?”

“Because you like him,” she props her head up against the wall behind her, a sly little smirk on her lips. She crosses her legs. “Obviously.”

You sip your coffee, a small scoff leaving you, “I don’t have a crush on your father, Ms. Miller. Since when do you play matchmaker, huh?”

“Since he asks about you like all the time,” she groans. “I told him that you’re coming and he basically dropped everything to come.”

Heat blooms in your face but you clear your throat and feign nonchalance despite it. It would be incredibly unprofessional for you to have a juvenile, little crush on a student’s father. Even if he is incredibly handsome, sweet, charming, funny, and a wonderful, single father to his little girl who you also have a soft spot for. 

But you do and you’re convinced it’s a bit bigger than a little one. You don’t act on it though because you’ve kidded yourself into thinking it would go away, wither from neglect like a dying plant with no sun. However, that hasn’t worked out very well so far. 

Sarah doesn’t miss the flush in cheeks and the small smile you dawn before maintaining your composure once again. She decides to hold onto this information instead of call you out because she’s nothing if not devious. She’s very observant for a 14 year old, you’re sure she gets it from her sharp father. 

He doesn’t let anything get past him, like hair in your face that he pushes away for you, a fallen eyelash on your cheek, your shoelace undone, your ponytail getting loose and about to fall out, and whatever else. It’s been almost an entire school year of this, going on field trips, meetings, him picking Sarah up from school when she’s sick (whether she fakes it or not), and around your shared neighborhood because even if it was big in Austin, Texas, he made it feel so damn small. 

And now Sarah says this and you can’t contain your excitement. But also your nerves were shot, you haven’t felt this way about someone in a long time. It scares the hell out of you.

“I’m not volunteering,” you laugh. “Why’d you lie to him?”

“Because I’m going to convince you to come,” she raises her eyebrows. “Please, please, please, please!” she clasps her hands together. “I’ll buy you all the skittles you want, I’ll take the red ones out of all of them for you, too!”

“What if I’m busy?”

“I know you’re not.”

You gasp, “Rude, Sarah! I should write you up for that,” you tease. 

She smiles, “Come on, you can come and wear a pretty dress, drink punch, and eat free food. What’s not to like?”

“The bitchy moms and other teachers, for one thing-” you put a hand over your mouth. “I’m so sorry, Sarah. I shouldn’t have said that,” you chuckle, embarrassed, with your face in your hands.

She waves you off, “My father cusses like a sailor and I won’t tell. I don’t like anyone that works here besides you, anyway.”

“Well, now I feel like I have to,” you relent with a sigh, mulling it over. She was right in that you didn’t have anything to do, so what was the risk here?  

She looks at you expectantly, mustering up puppy dog eyes to persuade you. 

“If I go... no teasing me and your dad. He and I are just good friends,” you say, which is at least half true. “We enjoy each other’s company, nothing more.”

“Uh-huh,” she says in a sing-song, knowing voice, fingers crossed behind her back. “Sure, Nurse y/n. I promise.”

“I’m serious,” you point at her, taking the last sip of your coffee just as the class bell rings. “Now get out of here and go to math.”

She groans in protest but hops down from the table anyway and fakes being dizzy, “What if I have a fever?” She coughs. 

“Then walk it off,” you chuckle, knowing she’s lying. “See you tonight, Sarah.”

She grins widely, waving, running out, “Bye! Dad and Nurse Y/n sitting in a tree-”

“Sarah!”

~~~

Walking into the schools’ gymnasium, you’re almost shaking with nerves when you walk in. You feel like a teenager again, anxious and waiting for someone to ask you to dance. 

You slipped on a black slip dress with white trim at the ends and the sweetheart neckline, it hugs your body nicely and accentuates curves, dips, and makes your skin glow with a red sweater that hits at your waist and matches your red, strappy heels. Your hair is pulled back with barrettes to show off your makeup and fresh curls. 

The dance has already started thirty minutes ago, so everyone’s already dancing and having fun to the child-friendly music that the DJ spins for the room. You pick up a red solo cup filled with crappy fruit punch and spot Sarah in the crowd with a few of her friends. 

She waves enthusiastically in your direction before running over to you and hugging your side. “You look so pretty, Nurse Y/n!”

“Thank you, sweetheart. So do you!” you hug her back, trying the punch and wincing at the off-taste. “Tonight, you can just call me Y/n, if you want.”

She smiles, glowing at your arrival, “My dad’s over there talking to another parent. I’ll go tell him you’re here.”

You look up when she says this and meet his eyes from across the room, which means he was already looking. Joel Miller cracks a lopsided smile at you, excuses himself from his conversation with a pestering mom, and crosses the room to the two of you. 

He’s wearing a red flannel shirt, rolled up on his burly forearms, tucked into a pair of dark jeans with a black belt holding the pants up. His hair is slightly wet from a shower, you presume, and he smells of aftershave and smoke and cedar wood. He looks so good, standing in front of you with those all-encompassing brown eyes, you think you might cry. 

Those said eyes fall over you, and admire your dress, your hair, your everything. He looks down at his daughter, watching you both with avid attention. 

“Don’t you have friends to get back to, chick?” he cocks an eyebrow down at his scheming daughter. 

She rolls her eyes, smoothing out her blue dress. Her hair is braided into a bun at the back of her head, matching teal flowers pinned in her curls. “Okay, dad. Have fun!”

She races back to her group of friends and leaves you and Joel alone, two awkward adults who feel like kids again.

“You did her hair tonight?” you smile softly, gushing a bit now. “It looks so nice.”

He flushes and scratches the back of his neck, “Thank you. I tried my best, she did most of it. I just wanted tonight to be perfect for her. She forced me to come, though.”

“She got me, too,” you tilt your head, biting back a grin. “She should be a lawyer when she grows up, this kid.”

He looks out at her dancing with her friends and smiles fondly, “She would be great.” His eyes fall back down to you, “You look beautiful... by the way.”

You beam, “Thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself, too, Joel.”

A blush spreads across his nose and cheeks, “Thanks. I was worried it was too simple and that I should have worn a suit... I didn’t know if it was nice enough to-”

You place your hand on his arm to stop his rambling, “You look great. Seriously. Don’t worry, all the moms and teachers will still drool over you.”

He pinches his brow when he stares down at you. You get the sudden urge to smooth out the small wrinkle between his eyebrows, ease his tensions. 

“Really?” he pins you down with his stare, but his dark eyes are glittering with amusement. “You’re way off base, sweetheart, I promise you. None of them think of me like that.”

You ignore the heat blooming in your chest at the nickname, he used it often but it never failed to make your brain short-circuit, “They all talk about you.”

He raises his eyebrows, “You’re joking.”

Jealousy swirls in your belly at the thought of these women and the things you’ve heard around school, but you pull it together with a quick tilt of your head, “I’m not laughing, am I?”

He notices your jaw clench a bit and how you gulped before speaking, logging the observations for later, “How do you notice?”

“How do you not!” you say, moving to his side and unintentionally brushing your arm against his. He shivers. “It’s obvious. It’s hard not to.”

His eyes linger on your lips before glancing back up your eyes, “Maybe I’ve been distracted.”

You grow flustered under his gaze and look ahead, stammering, “Yeah... maybe. And well... Sarah tells me that they ask her about your life in the pickup line after school. So it’s proving to be borderline obsession,” you laugh.

He smiles softly, seeing past your nerves, “Poor Sarah. She must love that,” he says dryly. 

“Sarah might say some choice words about them,” you shrug your shoulders. “She’s fine, though. I probably shouldn’t have told you, we tend to share secrets,” you look at him, filled with care for his daughter, for him.

“She adores you,” he says sincerely and you can tell by the warmth in his tone that he means it and appreciates it. “You’ve quickly become one of her favorite people within a little over half a school year. Tommy thinks you’re great too, from the few interactions you’ve had when he picks her up sometimes.”

You grin and his chest seizes at the light that exudes from your sweet expression, “Tommy’s a wonderful uncle. Good brother too. He talks about you often.”

“Oh yeah?” he looks at you, his voice sends shivers straight through you. “And what does he say?”

“Can’t betray a friend’s trust,” you shake your head, teasing. 

He discreetly shows you his flask of whiskey, “Not even if I let you drink from my emergency flask?”

“Maybe I’ll tell you one thing,” you hold up a finger and he slips you the flask, cracking a dazzling smile, while you turn around and take a long sip. The DJ transitions the E.D.M to a slow song, something sweet and best to sway to. 

He takes a long sip himself and tucks it away in his pocket again, holding out his hand to you, “Do you want to tell me while we dance, darlin?”

You look around the room, your boss nowhere in sight. There was technically no rule against dating a student’s parent, but you didn’t want the judgement. You knew the people around here talked and there would be rumors, shaming. But he’s looking at you like you’re the only person in the room, putting himself out on a limb just to ask you to dance.

It didn’t have to mean anything anyway, it could just be two friends sharing a dance. You’ve danced with friends. It’s the same thing. Your internal monologue was racing a mile a minute. 

“Are we allowed to? I mean, as chaperones.”

“We’re watching the students more closely.” 

“Yeah, I just...” you pause, pinching your brow.

His face falls slightly. “If you don’t want to, we don’t have to,” he starts to pull his hand away. “It’s really no-”

You put your hand in his, “I’d love to dance with you, Joel.”

Warmth blooms in his handsome face and he pulls you into the crowd of dancing people. Joel pulls you gently towards him, placing his hands on your waist as you wrap your arms up and around his neck. You both try to keep your distance, make a good example for the kids, but it’s growing increasingly harder for him not to hold you close and kiss you right here in front of all these people. 

You catch Sarah giggling excitedly at you both dancing, whispering with her friends. You roll your eyes with a small smile. 

You look up at Joel, resisting the urge to lay your head against his chest, “You still want to know something Tommy said?”

“Desperately,” he laughs. 

“He told me you said I’m pretty.”

Rosy color spreads across his nose, but his eyes are darkened, his lips part slightly, “I should’ve known he’d tell you.”

“So he’s telling the truth?”

His eyes soften, “Of course he is.”

“Well... thank you,” you flush, blood rushing to your face, making Joel smile. You feel like a schoolgirl again. 

He chuckles, eyes searching your face, “You’re welcome.”

You tilt your head, “You’re pretty, too, Joel.”

He spins you as the song picks up a bit and pulls you back to him, your dress spinning as you do. He pulls you back against his chest, hands in against shirt and his around your waist. Warmth radiates from his broad chest, his hands are calloused even through the fabric of your slip dress, and your breath catches in your throat.

He doesn’t pay any mind to the stares he gets for doing it, but he lets his head drop to your shoulder, writing love letters in your skin when he lets out a breath. He says nothing about the compliment but he’s holding you closer, and that’s all he needs to do. A quiet understanding washes over the two of you in that moment. 

Joel’s always been the strong and silent type, but the longer the two of you have known one another, the closer you get, he’s begun to let more things slip. He begins to ramble, his nerves making an appearance when he’s near you, a teenager again. Then there are times like now when his actions do all the talking for him and neither of you need to comment on it. 

Then there are others when he won’t shut the fuck up. 

“People are looking,” you whisper. 

“Do you want me to stop?”

“...No.”

“Then why do you care what they think?”

There’s a beat of silence before you sigh out the three words, “I don’t know.”

“We’re not Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey over here, the kids will be fine,” he teases. Then he lifts his head to bring your joined hands up to his side, moving you to the changed song with the more upbeat tempo. 

You snort, “Wouldn’t that be something.”

“If we were somewhere else...” he muses, looking at you to gauge your reaction.

You meet his eyes, your own crinkling with amusement, “You’d do the lift?”

He throws his head back with a thunderous laugh, “I’d try for you.”

“Think I’m too heavy?”

“God, no,” he spins the two of you, dodging a pair of kids dancing. “I’m just old.”

“You’re like 35, Joel.”

“You’re only 27, you don’t get it yet,” he whispers into the side of your hair and you laugh, not even bothering to glance in the direction of the judgmental moms and teachers. 

Joel Miller had a talent of making you feel like the only person in the room. 

The song ends and you feel out of breath just from being this close to him. You step away from him and smile softly, “I gotta run to the restroom. I’ll be back.”

His eyes sweep over you, then he nods, “Okay.”

“What?” you grin. “No dad joke about not falling in?”

“I’m classy Joel tonight,” he chuckles. “No bathroom jokes.”

You shake your head with a laugh as you walk back towards the restrooms. Stepping inside, you move to stand in front of the mirror and grab your lipstick from your bag, fixing up your makeup. You try to calm your nerves, hands shaking when you bring the golden tube to your lips. 

After taking a deep breath, your mind begins to wander about how his hands felt on your skin and how he thinks you’re pretty. The thoughts fill your head and litter your skin with goosebumps. 

You don’t usually like being the center of attention, but with Joel around you, it was hard not to be. And you couldn’t say you minded it. 

A few other women walk through the door and you recognize them to be Bethany, Sarah’s rude math teacher, Cara, a mom who gives you trouble constantly, and Kristina, another mom who thinks Joel is hot and constantly asks Sarah questions about him. 

“Hey, y/n!” Bethany draws out in a sing-song, forced way that sends a chill through your body. “Saw you out dancing with Mr. Miller. Ain’t y’all cute?”

You look at her blankly in your reflection and she clears her throat. 

“Adorable,” Cara’s shark eyes roam you over in the mirror, making you feel small as you fix your foundation. You don’t let it show though, you weren’t going to give them the satisfaction.

“Such a shame about Joel’s wife,” Kristina hums, putting on her own bright pink lipstick. “Wonder if he’s still looking for a stepmom for sweet little Sarah.” 

The three of them laugh together and you feel your blood pressure quickly rise. Three wild vultures circling a carcass, kicking it while it’s down. 

“Can we not tonight, ladies?” you turn around to look at them. “Let’s just forget this and have fun.”

“What do you mean, dear? This is fun,” Bethany blinks her stark, blue eyes, red lips curling. “This must be a lot for her though, girls. She’s probably having a rough time considering what happened to her.”

You freeze.

“Oh yeah...” Cara finishes her makeup and frowns at you. “I remember hearing your fiancee passed away before you came here, how sad.”

Your blood runs cold, sirens going off in your head, and a pounding begins in your skull. No one’s brought up Rick since you’ve gotten here, you’ve dodged the questions from the nosy parents, the gossiping neighbors, and the rude coworkers. You don’t know how they figured it out, and now you feel it, being back in the car with Rick the night that it happened. 

Joel and Sarah didn’t even know, you had pushed it to the back of your mind so you would never find it again. Now it’s coming back like a wave, full force, and pulling you under the current until you’re drowning. 

“Then you moved here to Austin in July,” Kristina slits her eyes at you and cocks her head to the side. “Now you’re trying to get back out there with Joel, huh? Like you’d really have a chance with him.” 

She looks in your direction and it’s as if she sees right through you, past your carefully created facade and into your core, that sad, broken girl with no family left and nowhere to go. 

Your eyes fill with hot tears, you want to run away, but you can’t move. You’re frozen, feet glued to the linoleum tile. 

“I knew Rick... your fiancee,” Bethany says. “He was so sweet. We went to college together.”

“So sweet,” Cara looks at you and flashes another sickly sweet smile.

You inhale sharply, tears falling down your face. You hastily wipe it away, “I... I gotta go.”

You grab your purse off the counter and rush out of the door, slamming into a hard chest and a pair of hands that fly to catch you by the waist. 

Joel stares down at you, grounding you, and your eyes begin to brim with tears, “What’s wrong, sugar? What happened?”

The words tumble out of you, wiping away the tears that slip out while you ramble on, “Nothing, I just... the women in there, they’re horrible, they hate me, and they make me feel like shit. They brought up Rick and they think you’re hot and they think we’re dating and I just wanna go. I’m just gonna go home-”

He looks over your head at three women leaving the bathroom, waving in his direction. 

Joel looks back down at you before tucking his fingers into the straps of your dress and pulling you into a searing kiss. Your inhale sharply when his soft lips meet yours, and your hands grip onto his flannel shirt, sighing into his mouth. He slips his hands up to the back of your neck, tilting your face up to kiss you more completely, unraveling you in his capable hands. 

Bethany stares at you wide eyed, getting the other girls attention, all jaws dropped in utter shock at the image before them. 

His tongue dances with yours as he moves his lips expertly, his thumb gently rubbing against your cheekbone as he coaxes your lips open. He hums small praises while tracing shapes into your skin. You let a small noise slip past you, unable to contain how good he’s making you feel, swallowing your sadness and helping you breathe again. 

He groans as he forces himself to pull away from you, struggling not to kiss you again. Forgetting you’re not alone. 

Joel’s hands slip down to rest on your shoulders, lips flushed and swollen from the kiss, voice gravelly, “I hate terrible people.”

You look at him, mouth parted, lipstick probably smudged. He licks his lips before glaring at back at the women before they scoff and walk away, muttering under their breath. 

Neither of you get the time to speak of it before Sarah is running down the hallway, after hearing the commotion. You and Joel split apart when she comes up, and she’s smiling widely. 

“Kelsey asked if I could sleepover, can I go get my stuff at the house and go to her place? Pretty please,” she begs her dad, clasping her hands together. 

He tears his eyes away from you and nods, smiling, “Yeah, that’s fine. We’ll head home and I’ll walk you there.”

Sarah grins happily before looking up at you. “Everything okay, y/n?”

You force a smile and fix a flower falling out of her hair, “Yeah, I’m good. And I think I’m ready to go, too.”

“Do you need a ride?” Joel asks. “I know you walked here cause we all live so close, but I don’t want you walkin’ home in the dark. Also Sarah’s got control of the radio on the way back,” he offers you a grin. “She’s got good taste.”

“We’re listening to 80′s hits,” Sarah nods, taking her job very seriously. 

You nod, feeling better just by being near the two of them. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

~~~

“Head Over Heels” by Tears For Fears is blaring through Joel’s truck and you’re humming under your breath while Sarah is screaming it in the backseat. Joel laughs at his daughter in the rearview mirror. 

Grieving your boyfriend’s death has been something you’ve pushed aside for a long time. You knew these women could be catty, but you never thought they’d be downright cruel to you, bringing up Rick the way they did. Looking out the window, you think back to the moment you felt frozen in that bathroom, unable to speak or move. You feel embarrassed for not standing up for yourself, blaming yourself instead of them and their hateful words. 

Joel notices your faraway expression and rests his hand on your thigh in a way so Sarah can’t see. He rubs his thumb over your bare skin and it both calms and excites you, heat rushing to the apex of your legs. 

You let out a small sigh and lean back into the chair, resting your hand on top of his. He has to rip his eyes off of you, willing himself to ignore your pleased exhales if he was going to drive properly. 

He pulls the car into the driveway one-handed and comes to a stop, turning around to talk to Sarah, “Go grab your stuff, chick, and we’ll go to Kelsey’s.”

She nods and hops out, running towards the house.

Joel turns to you, hand still on your leg, clearly nervous, “Do you want... do you want to come inside? I have wine and some clothes you can put on, if you want something more comfortable.”

You search his set features for confirmation, “You sure? I can just walk next door to my house, I don’t wanna put you out-”

“Y/n...” he stops you. “You should know by now that if I say something I mean it, I promise you.”

You didn’t know if it was a good idea being with him alone like this, but you honestly didn’t want to be by yourself right now. 

You relent with a nod, “Alright. You had your chance to change your mind,” you flash a sneaky smile. 

The two of you step out of the car and head into his house. Sarah’s already tumbling down the stairs, changed into pajamas with a packed bag slung over her shoulder, “Ready to go when you are.”

“Damn, you got ready fast, kid,” he laughs despite himself. “Let’s go.”

Sarah runs up and hugs your side, “Bye, y/n!”

“Have fun with Kelsey, be safe, okay?” you squeeze her shoulder. 

Joel whispers to you as they walk to the door, “There’s shirts upstairs and some shorts you can borrow. Make yourself at home, okay?”

“Okay,” you smile softly. 

They head out and leave you alone in the dimly lit house. You exhale slowly and head up the stairs to go to his room. You look around at the messy bedroom, one king size bed with blue covers, and minimal decorations. It felt like him, smelled like him, cedar and oak and smoke. You open one of his drawers to grab one of his big tee shirts from work, and a pair of baggy gym shorts. 

You slip out of your dress, let down your hair, and set your red shawl down on top of it. You tug on the big tee shirt and pull on the gym shorts. As much as you had liked that dress, you feel like you can finally breathe now, much more comfortable in your sleepwear now. The clothes smelled of him, too, and it filled your chest with heat, a red glow pouring out of you. 

You’re in Joel Millers room... wearing his clothes. 

You can’t help but look around at the photos of Sarah and him in framed photos, some hung on the wall and others propped up on his drawers. There’s one photo that catches your eye in particular, though, the side of it folded in and tucked into the frame. It’s Joel smiling down at Sarah, just a baby in his arms, and there’s a part of the photograph hidden. But you spot a glimpse of a yellow dress in the corner, the rest of it hidden away. 

You wonder if it’s Sarah’s mom. You don’t know much about her, just that Sarah says she never got to know her, and hardly remembers anything about her. It broke your heart hearing that, wishing she could have, but also selfishly wanting to be that person for her.

“Found what you needed?” 

You jump at Joel’s sudden presence in the room and turn around to him. “Sorry, I wasn’t trying to snoop, I-”

He smirks and it feels like a lit match to your insides, “I know, darlin. Nothing to be sorry about.”

His eyes trail over you in his clothes, your arms folded under your chest, “You look good in my clothes, sweetheart. Better than I do, that’s for sure.”

You smile, “Thank you. And thanks for letting me borrow them. I feel better.”

He pinches his brow together, “Do you want to talk to me more about what happened? We don’t have to, but just know I’m here.”

You take a step towards him, “I know, I just haven’t talked about him in a long time.”

“Him?” his eyebrows raise.

You laugh at his shock, moving past him so he follows you downstairs, “Down, boy. I’m single, wouldn’t have let you kiss me if I wasn’t.”

He blushes. “Well, then, what about him?” he trails behind you to his kitchen. “If you don’t mind my asking.”

You love his Texan drawl and voice a bit too much, how deep and molasses like it was, how it coated you in sweetness and didn’t let up. Maybe it was because you weren’t from here and you weren’t used to it. But his was different and it affected you all the same. 

“I might tell you,” you hop up on the countertop. “Over a glass of wine.”

Joel cracks a smile, happily obliging your request with one of his wine bottles, “I can do that.”

He pours you a glass of red and hands it to you, “So... who’s Rick?” He sips his own.

“My um... my ex fiancee,” you say, taking a long sip of your wine. “It feels weird calling him that...” you let out a dark laugh. “-since the two of us never ended it ourselves, it sounds wrong. But he uh-” your voice gets thick. “He died the beginning of last year.”

His face falls, genuinely on your behalf, wanting to wrap you in his arms, but also wanting to let you continue, “I’m so sorry, y/n.”

You’ve heard that more times than you can count from friends, family, and strangers alike, but from him, it’s one of the most sincere you’ve ever heard. You actually believe he truly cares and you wonder why you didn’t tell him sooner, maybe worried you’d scare him off. You wanted a fresh start in a place where no one knew Rick, where no one knew what happened. 

“Thank you,” you sniff, mustering up a small, grateful smile before you continue. “It was New Year’s Eve. I didn’t know he had been drinking... he really seemed fine,” you recount like it was just yesterday that it happened. 

“He didn’t see the ice on the roads,” you take another long sip, hands shaking again. You clear your throat, “I tried to help him, I thought we would be fine. But there was a bridge... and we went off. He got me out,” you blink the tears away, breathing out the words as if expelling them from your person. Like you wouldn’t have to hold onto them anymore. “He didn’t.”

“I’m alive because of him,” you inhale sharply, finally looking at Joel. “And he’s dead because I didn’t notice...”

He frowns, “It is absolutely not your fault, y/n. It’s a horrible thing that happened and it is not because of you.”

You wipe your eyes with the back of your hand and it breaks Joel’s heart a bit more and more, “I haven’t thought about it in so long. And they brought him up in the bathroom. I don’t know how they found out, I haven’t told a soul here.”

Protectiveness slips into his deep tone of voice as he steps towards you, it sends a shock through you, “What did they say about him?”

You shake your head, letting out a laugh, “It’s not important.”

“It is absolutely fucking important,” his eyes darken when he speaks to you, you’d never seen him so worked up before. “I’ll go to the damn superintendent if I have to, they’re grown ass adults. They shouldn’t use the death of your fiancee against you.”

You can’t help but let a smile slip through, “It’s cute how mad you are about this.”

He scoffs, mirroring your amused expression, “Believe me, I’ve dealt with the wolves before. They ask you inappropriate questions and dig into your personal life, pushing your boundaries like it’s nothing. No one can have any secrets around here.”

“Yeah,” you sniff. “I noticed that.”

There’s a beat of silence before he sighs and says quietly between the two of you, “When they found out about Sarah’s mom leaving her when she was a baby, they brought it up to her at a school picnic. Made her feel small. She ran home, crying her eyes out. I’d never seen her so upset. I was scared what I would do. It broke me.”

You nod in understanding, “That’s awful, Joel. I’m sorry. For you and for Sarah.”

“The next time they brought it up, Sarah asked Bethany why she’d been divorced six times. You should have seen the look on her face,” he laughs and you join him, throwing your head back at the mental image of Bethany’s pinched, angry face. 

“Oh my god, I love Sarah so much,” you let your head fall into your hands, still laughing loudly in the otherwise silent kitchen. 

“I was very proud,” he grinned. 

“I’d hope so,” you tilt your head slightly. “She gets it from you. I wonder how she got that information about Bethany.”

“Beats me,” he smirks and you narrow your eyes affectionately in his direction. “Smart kid, that one.”

The two of you let the moment sink in for a bit in the silence. Joel’s standing between your legs now, hands on either side of your thigh, steadying himself. He searches your face like he did at the start of the evening, fingers itching to touch you again. 

“Should we...” you finally say, pulling you both back into reality. “Should we talk about the kiss back there?”

“What’s there to talk about about?”

You frown, filling with a sense of dread that you’ve misread this entire night, “What do you mean?”

He jumps to fix what he said, hands falling to splay out on your thighs, “No, baby, wait not like that-” he sighs. “Shit, I’m sorry, I’m out of practice with this, sweetheart-”

You press a kiss to his lips, causing him to abruptly cease his rambling. You tilt your head and pull away from hm after just a couple seconds. He leans against you even after you’re away from him, lips trying to follow you. 

“I just meant...” you whisper with a small smile, looking up at him through your lashes. “Like what does this mean? Because I haven’t done something like this since Rick and I’m trying not to feel guilty...”

“Guilty bout what?”

“For moving on.”

“You shouldn’t feel guilty for that,” he shakes his head, lowering his voice. “I understand if you’re not ready though. It took me awhile, to open again, I still haven’t completely... But I can’t imagine how difficult it must be for you. And I know I’ve never met Rick, but I believe he’d want you to be happy. With whoever, even if it’s not me.”

Your heart cracks open at the sweetness of his words, splitting you in two right in front of him. You know you shouldn’t feel bad, even if you’ve moved on from loving Rick, a part of you will always mourn and have a place in your heart for him. You needed to realize there was more than enough room to let other people in too. 

Your eyes soften, “You’re more out of practice than I thought if you think I’ve moved on with anyone else but you, Joel Miller.”

His eyes darken with something like raw desire and complete adoration, something like love that you haven’t seen in a long, long time. You don’t know if he’s been looking at you like this all along and if you’ve just now begun to notice. 

Joel leans down to whisper to you, hand on your neck, thumb tucked under chin and other fingers on the side of your throat, squeezing just so. You dreamed of this, thought if he would be rough or sweet, when he was really a stunning, swirling mix of both. 

“You were so jealous earlier,” his voice is wrecked in your ear, low and gravelly. “I thought I was just imagining it at first, but talking about those moms that think of me, you got so red. It was so sexy, sweetheart.”

You gasp a little, wanting to deny it, tease him. But who were you both kidding? You were jealous, and now there’s a warm satisfaction in the center of your chest at the fact they were wrong. Singing insults, saying he wouldn’t want you. Now you’re in his kitchen in the middle of the night wearing his shirt and he’s in between your legs, pressing against you. 

“They said I didn’t have a chance with you,” you tangle you hands in his shirt, tugging him closer. 

He shakes his head, eyes never leaving you, “I’m only yours, baby. Always have been.”

You all but pounce on him in that moment, wrapping your arms around his neck and tugging him close. He laughs just before you softly press your lips against his, the rumbling, beautiful sound vibrating against you. You’re tugging at each other almost immediately, his hands pulling and sliding up and down your waist while your arms wrap around his head. You fingers slide through his brunette curls, pleasantly humming at the satisfaction of knowing his hair is just as soft as you imagined, how even his rough hands feel gentle, and how his lips move with yours, slowly, languidly, painfully. 

“You’re beautiful...” he kisses the words into your neck, repeating it over and over. “My beautiful, beautiful, girl.”

“Joel...” you sigh out and tilt your head back. 

“Puts your arms around my neck, baby,” he whispers, arms pulling your legs up so they wrap around his torso. “What I want to do to you won’t work exactly on my kitchen counter.”

You quickly oblige him and he carries you up his stairs, your hands and lips never leaving each others. He stumbles while holding you, making you giggle into his shoulder, shrieking when he almost drops you.

“Was this the kind of lifting you had in mind with me tonight?” you smile softly into his skin. 

He kicks open his bedroom door, “I’ve always had this in my mind, sweetheart.”

You both drop onto the bed, wanting to take this slow but also get to what you’ve both been wanting as soon as possible. He’s atop you, hands on either side of your head while you kiss like college students, handsy and messy and surprisingly amazing. How fast you two fit together, how good it feels. He grinds his lower half into yours. You moan into his mouth, earning one from him, both enjoying and exploring the other. 

“I wanna taste you, sugar,” he lifts your chin up with his fingers, kissing down your chin then your neck then your collarbone and chest. 

You wordlessly slip off your, his, shirt revealing that you have nothing on beneath it. He inhales sharply, taken aback by you. Your fingers scramble for the buttons of his flannel and you honestly think you break a few, moving so quickly. 

“Impatient, are we?”

You look up at him through your lashes, “Just know what I want.”

Joel shrugs off his shirt, undoes his belt, and pulls off his jeans. You barely have time to admire his toned body, broad shoulders before he descends. He tugs off your, his, shorts, tosses them, and kisses everywhere his fingers leave, wet, open mouthed whispers against hot skin that make moisture pool between your thighs. His lips trail from your belly to your inner thighs and back up again. 

“Nothing underneath?” he kisses the soft flesh, noting the slick at the apex of your legs. “This all for me, darlin?”

You nod when he licks a stripe up your cunt, “Only you, Joel.”

He buries his face in you, eating you out like a man starved, rutting against the bed like he’s enjoying it as much as you are. You all but scream at the way he’s unraveling you with his tongue, circling your clit, accompanying his skilled mouth with his equally capable fingers, bigger than yours

When you tug at the ends of his hair, he groans into you, the noises fueling the coil in your gut, begging it to splinter and snap. He sucks hard and you let out a loud moan at the feeling. He holds you down against the bed with a palm flat against your stomach as you begin to lift your pelvis. Joel’s tongue enters you while his fingers take over, stimulating you with gentle rubs and flicks. 

Your orgasm washes over you, the pressure relieving through every nerve and vessel, his name a prayer leaving you over and over. Wishing for him to come fix you again. 

You pull him up to you and bring him down to press your lips against his. He melts into you, arms wrapped around you while he holds you close, filling you out in all the right places while you taste yourself in his kiss. 

“Can I...?” you ask him, hands slipping down to palm him through his boxers. 

He groans, head falling into the crook that meets between your neck and shoulder, “As much as I would enjoy that, baby... we’re gonna need to do that later. Need to be inside you.”

You look at him for a moment, just breathing him in as cheesy as it sounds. It’s only hit you now how much you’ve been longing for this.

“You have all of me,” you tell him, moonlight sculpting his handsome features. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that, y/n...” your name is blanketed by his voice, delivered to you in the way Zeus gives the world lightning. Simple bursts of electricity that can tear the earth. 

You hold his stubbled jaw in your hands, rubbing his cheek with your thumbs. He doesn’t remember a time anyone has ever looked at him like you do, gently, adoringly, openly.

Joel puts his lips near your ear, kissing your temple, “Are you ready for me, sweetheart?” 

You nod as he pushes himself inside you and you bite back a moan into his shoulder. 

Your hair is in messy tendrils in every which way and you’ve never been more breathtaking to him. The color of your eyes brighter, skin flushed with warmth, and lips puffy. His eyes scan over your face, committing your soft and sharp features alike to memory. Lust blown and glowing with dewy sweat. 

“Eyes on me, beautiful,” he holds your jaw in his hand, kissing you again. 

He quickens his pace and you whine into his mouth, nails digging into his skin. You wrap your legs around his torso and he hits you so nicely. He rises and looks at you, lips swollen and red from kissing, eyes clear and pupils large, and face flushed with heat. 

“You’re doing so good for me,” he praises in your ear, littering kisses across your jaw. “Wanted you for so long...” he find your lips again with his own.

You mewl into his lips, licking his tongue as he pushes inside you again and again and again.

This past year of stolen glances and touches seem so pointless when it could have been this, this beautiful mess of limbs and lips and tongue. You never knew euphoria until this moment. 

Joel’s hips begin to stutter and you’re both already close to release. You lick up his throat and kiss a constellation across his jaw, feeling him gulp under your touch.

“Keep kissing me like that, sugar, and I’m done for.”

You can’t help yourself, overwhelmed with feeling as the two of you reach your climax together. Blissful and stupid. His lips wander down your neck and nipping that sweet spot, as you arch into him.

You whimper and his movements slow as do yours, walls tightening around him. He reaches down and rubs your clit with his expert fingers. 

You finish together, mouths open and hands all over each other’s bodies. It overcomes you in a tingling, perfect sensation, continuing on in euphoric waves, leaving you aching and wanting more. He kisses you through it and it aches, all of the love you have pouring into him and him into you.

As you both lay there, chests heaving slips parted, he smiles down at you.

“Will you go out… with me?” Joel says sweetly, kissing your temples. “That usually comes first but we- I…”

You interrupt his nervous ramblings with a soft kiss, “The answer is always yes.”

You interrupt his nervous ramblings with a press of your lips quietly, “Yes. The answer is always yes.”

Joel rubs his knuckles over your cheek, softly and adoringly he looks at you. You tuck yourself into his arms under the blankets. Your chests heaving, out of breath but happy. Everything you both have wanted for a long, long time, laying right in front of each other. 

“Can I...” he searches your face, face red and nervous you’ll say no even when you’re in his arms. “Can I take you out tomorrow? I usually do that before this, but we just... I-”

You interrupt with a kiss, his new favorite thing, whispering, “Yes, Joel. The answer is always yes.”

[skelliko]

Tokyo revengers |°-context: you visit your grandparents at the country side and he willingly taged along

๑-featuring: kazutora, chifuyu, baji

°- Kazutora Hanemiya

• he had to get used to it for a while but afterwards he'd actually kinda enjoyed it

• would stroll around and admire the wide fields bigger than a football stadium in awe, he'd also lean against a tree or something and have a peaceful moment for himself while enjoying the birds chirping

• would give random scary looking spiders the most basic names like Dave and think it's funny (it's actually pretty funny)

• liked sitting by the furnace to put wood in to heat up the house, even if he did burn himself by accidentally touching the hot metal by the sides, he still liked being taught how to use it and be in charge of it

• got distracted for some time by sitting on the grass and watching a snail slowly move it's small body over a large rock, he was there for 7 minutes before he realised what he was doing, and the snail still hasn't gone over the rock since it decided to go in multiple random directions in the same spot- he was tempted in flicking it off with his finger but chose not to

• hated waking up in the morning tho, he was way too tired to keep his eyes open for more than a few seconds

• would he come back? it's not exactly his thing but if he were to pass by the area then he'd happily wonder about a little while

°- chifuyu matsuno

• he'd be enthusiastic about the amount of cows that are on the fields, the second he saw one cow he yelled out "cow! :o" but then when he saw a whole field of em he yelled out again "more cows! :D"

• beautiful sunsets over here and would take multiple photos of the sky

• would crouch down and inspect an odd insect that he's never seen before and think that he discovered an undiscovered bug and give it a whole scientific name that just consists of random phrases conjoined together and is hard to pronounce the second time

• at first he liked being given a job that included a lot of physical work but after a while he grew to dislike it, he still tried to finish it so that your grandparents wouldn't hate him for it - but the naps afterwards were delectable

• got woken up in the middle of the night and just sat there in bed for a while almost mesmerized by how dark it was, like- pitch black

• enjoyed the home grown fruits and vegetables, there was a clear difference between store bought compared to grown in the garden/field - he took a liking to the yellow apple tree most due to how sweet and semi soft the apples are

• would he come back? potentially if he wouldn't be put to do heavy work, he enjoys most of the other stuff tho

°- Baji Keisuke

• would pet the neighbours cats that are wondering about and try and feed them ham or something

• sits outside somewhere enjoying the breeze and the chirping birds in the distance, usually you wouldn't be able to hear this many birds all at the same time anywhere else other than the country side, not even in a nearby forest

• he'd be pretty chill at staying the night and enjoy looking at the stars since you can't see them clearly in the city

• mosquitos love him for some reason and he hates that he gets bit easily, only thing he hates about being here

• enjoyed chopping the wood with an axe to later use to heat the house up, he was pretty good at it as well but he was only allowed to do it a few times before the axe got taken away cause he nearly hurt himself. got kinda disappointed by that.

• would he come back? definitely, it's not a life style he'd want to commit to but for a short while he'd be chill with it

 ♡--

[t34-mt]

kyhuine mount, after so long (1 year?) ive finally updated its look + their name gets an update too: kriihan in kyhuine, sometimes called mamui ("our gift") in maanul

the "beak" is actually their front teeth, each year a new layer of keratin grows on top. They might be "related" to maanul in kyhuines, by that i mean like how lemurs and humans are both from the primates family but widely different/distant from each other.

kyhuines are around 110-120 cm on average (3 feet 11 1/4 inches or whatever that works), and their mounts are around 2 meters (6 feet 6). Maanuls couldn't be able to ride them as they were almost the same size as the mounts.

kyhuine mounts are used to transport people and materials, keep livestock protected as when having one or two live alongside herd of other domesticated animals will protect them as they consider them a part of their "flock", small breeds (prob the size of a male maanul) also used as mobility assistance pet in some regions as they're easier to train for that than kitri are but they take much space so in the city of kaar'kchir it would be complicated to own one in streets while in large open villages or in semi-nomadic kyhuine villages it would be easier to have one.

They can be used as animal sacrifices in some regions, animal sacrifices aren't a thing every kyhuine population does it's mainly an eastern one. Though kriihans are rare to see in sacrifices as they're so useful for many reasons, if sacrificed it's an old individual that will be.

Late AOS, first contact, kyhuines gifted some of their mounts to maanuls, which is why maanuls might call the mounts mamui "our gifts". And while for the most part, they weren't so useful since maanuls spend their time at sea, and live at cliffs. They were useful to people who would travel out in the land like for example "botanists" or central north maanuls who are half nomadic and will travel to 2 spots per year because of season and temperatures. But they could only transport materials rather than people with the kyhuine mount.

Thus northern maanuls made their own breed, much bigger so it could transport people. Tho, they would keep many kyhuine breed ones around to just transport materials. And have several maanul breeds only to transport young tired maanuls or maanuls with mobility issues that would prevent them from walking/walking long distances when migrating, before they had mamui central north maanuls used a sort of pulled rickshaw to transport people when migrating. it is still quite common to see because not every central north colony has mounts, and in general pulled various types of rickshaws are common on altuyur.

I will try to take inspiration from the Belgian Draft Horses when i design them, a maanul's kriihan would look like a behemoth next to a kyhuine. i still don't know how saddles work, i need to figure out how a dinosaur shaped creature would ride another dinosaur/ostrich shaped creature

[shorkbrian]

What are your thoughts on the yandere purge? :> if it’s not too much trouble, could you write about izuku and his darling, both such… obsessive people . the only difference is darling is obsessed with, you know, not dying where dekus more obsessed with the anxiety ball pacing her home an hour before the purge. Thank you!

oh my GOD the yandere purge is the hottest thing! I can't recall who originally created it but oh my-oh my god theyre so smart.

(Truth be told tho I know I'd be fine if it was a legit irl thing cause no one would want to nab me and you know what? I'm okay with that)

(And it's never too much trouble!!! literally my pleasure wink wonk)

All Izuku can think about is you.

Pretty little you. Soft, sweet you. Beautiful, smart you.

Not smart enough to avoid getting taken, but that works out in his favor, and honestly? Izuku thinks it's kind of cute. Hates that he has to stress you out so much, like a scared little rabbit in a cage - eyes wide, heart pounding, body shaking slightly in fear.

But it's all worth it.

When he gets to cradle your face in his hands, place soft, delicate kisses all over your forehead and cheeks for the first time, taste your lips for real.

Izuku cums way too fast the first time he pulls you into his lap, your wrists tied lovingly behind your back despite the fact that you're drugged ever so slightly. It's just to make sure you don't stress too much, lash out and hurt yourself in your attempts to get away. You look adorable like that too, all sleepy-eyed and mumbly, aware of what was happening but not able to stop it.

"Oh, shhhh, it's okay baby. I'm right here, M'gonna take care of you, don't worry-"

"Wait a minute-wai-w-w-"

"Shhh, don't think, just feel." Izuku always soothes, rubbing your back, petting your sides. His scarred fingers slip between your legs so he can rub thick knuckles against your clit through your panties, and it drives you wild.

"'Gonna cum so pretty for me, yeah?" He looks at you with the softest expression you've ever seen a man make. "You're so perfect, so good."

-----

He's so much bigger than you are, yet treats you so gently. Soft rolls of his hips as he drives a too-thick cock into your pussy, holding your hands, kissing down your neck as he whispers declarations of love into the skin there.

You try to fight, kicking and wiggling and being as horrible to fuck as you're able, but Izuku doesn't seem to notice.

"Look at me, let me see that beautiful face." Izuku is patient enough to wait for a moment, but when you refuse to turn your face and look up at him, the green-haired man grabs your chin gently, turns your neck for you. "Stop closing your eyes and let me see you." He demands.

When you refuse, he starts drilling into you harder, with more force until it hurts. Your stomach twinges with the stabbing pain and you can't help but open your eyes, already sobbing.

"There she is-" And he's slowing back down again, only putting a few inches inside, grinding at an angle until he can find that little spot inside that makes you shake and moan.

He's gentle, but only if you listen and obey.

-----

As time goes on you bend, accepting his affection with tired resignation. He's just so insistent, you'd never be able to fight him forever.

But you still try, whining when you feel his heat against your back, a hand on your hip holding you steady as he ruts against your ass.

"Mm, I'm tired.... please, not tonight." But Izuku keeps going.

"Just let me....." His sentence devolves into heavy panting, and the man has to swallow down a mouth full of spit before he can speak again, the soft curves of your body turning his brain to mush. "I won't be... won't be long. We'll go right back t'sleep."

And he does, right after he slips his cock inside while you wince and clench your teeth, the man immediately groaning, spasming as warmth fills you. He cums so quick, always ready for more. But you were tired, and he loves you, so he pets your hair, kisses your shoulder as soon as he regains his breath, stops shaking.

"Sorry baby, you just felt so good, couldn't stop myself." And he never can when it comes to you. "Love you."

And it burns your ears to hear it.

[romanestuffsposts]

hiii was wondering could you do a stucky and little reader where they take her to the stark tower for the first time and introduce you to the team and other littles?

Hi there love! 💜

Thank you so much for your lovely request! I'm so sorry you had to wait that long! ❤️

I hope you like it!

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : cuteness, little reader is shy, pet names, fluff, meeting with unknow people, small talk

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : new friends ? Maybe

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Your Papa redresses your beautiful dress, a proud smile on his face as he looks up at you "are you ready ?" he asks excited.

Your Papa is sooo excited today because you will finally meet his friends! He can't be more proud and more happy to live that day with his family and his friends. Everything will be perfect.

You, you weren't so stressed out with that idea. In fact, your Daddies- more your Papa tho- can't stop talking about their wonderful friends and how you'll be so close to them one day. They just know you'll be friends with everyone because, who doesn't want to be friend with you ?? Seriously, you're just the best person ever so of course they'll love you. No doubts about that!

"Calm down Steve" Bucky laughs as he rests two hands on your shoulders "she'll be fine, she always is" he winks down at you. You blush and smile up at him. He gently kisses your forehead while your head is tilted toward him before knocking on the door.

He knows that if the faster they go inside and you meet everyone, the faster Steve will be relax and not so annoying, like your Daddy would says.

The door open and a man who is almost as tall as your Daddies came in your visual. His strict face breaks into a silly grin as he spots your Daddies "finally!" he explames, taking you by surprise "we've been waiting for hours" he playfully rolls his eyes

Your eyes widen at the thought of them being annoyed because they had to wait for you to arrive, just because your Daddy had to iron the dress because you didn't wanted to wear another one. It was this one!

You peer behind you at your Daddy with a worry expression as you walk inside and he gives you a reassuring smile and a nod of his head. You swallow your guilt and take in your surrender.

It's a lot bigger than... than... Well- than everything you've ever seen in your life! There are no words that leave your mouth as your eyes wonder everywhere. You hear chuckle behind you which make you turning around, if nobody would've take you away, you would still be looking around yourself with a drool leaving your tongue.

The man who opened the door kneels in front of you. He gives you a friendly smile "hi, my name is Tony. I'm so glad to finally meet you"

His words make you smile and you shyly play with your dress. "Baby, what do we do when someone is talking to us ?" your Papas asks.

You look up at him and he tilts his head "don't forget the respect we have for others, sweetie. What do we do when someone speak ?"

Answering

You look back at Tony "sank you. 'm happy t' see ya too"

He smiles more at your cuteness "can I give your cheek a kiss ?" You bite the inside of your lips and nod. Nobody except your Daddies and Alpine give you kisses.

He learns over and gives a gentle kiss on your cheek "why don't we go meet the others ?" he asks jumping on his knees "they're dying to see you" he whispers.

Your eyes light up at his words and you quickly nod your head. He stands up and proposes you his hand which you gladly take.

He would'nt have been upset or angry if you didn't took his hand, he would've understand, you two don't know each others so it's normal.

But he's still glad you took his hand with so much excitation and with any hesitations.

Your Daddies smile at each others before following you.

When you enter the next room, it's bigger than the first one. There's little stairs here and there, there's a bar and many little floors who are all connected to the main floor.

You can't take everything in your surrender but that the firsts things you noticed. You spot a group of people near the couches who are laughing together and you suddenly want to laugh with them. You love laughing.

You start walking faster than Tony which doesn't go unoticed by the three men around you.

"Ladies and gentlemen"

All of them turn toward the voice who come from Tony "here is our little star of the night" he points at you, his eyes following his finger. You clench at his hand when you see all their eyes turning to you" He squeezes your hand reassuringly but you don't move. Now you're scared to go to them.

They aren't laughing anymore, they are just looking at you, sweetly yes, but they're looking at you so it kinda stress you.

You feel your Daddy kneeling on the other side of your body, where Tony isn't and grabs your chin "you okay, babydoll ?" he asks, knowing what is happening.

He's surprise it didn't happened earlier to be honest.

You let go of Tony's hand and wraps your arms around your Daddy's neck, your face hiding in his neck when your face touch his flesh. He wraps his arms around you and lifts you up with a little groan.

The others start to stand up and your Papa turns your head so your cheek is against your Daddy's shoulder so your face is facing the others.

One by one, they come to you andpresent themself to you, they either shake your little hand, kiss it or ruffle your hair for others- thanks Scott and Sam.

You became less shy once your Daddy sat down on the couch and started talking with the others. There's a beautiful woman beside you with georgous red hair and the craziest thing is when you look beside her, there's another one! How crazy this world is ?!

She can feel you touching her hair and playing with it but she doesn't say anything to stop you. She kinda like it even tho she's not used to it and she's happy to see you comfortable around her.

She gives you winks and smiles whenever she crosses your gaze making you so happy. You have a friend!

"do you want some water, baby ?" your Papa asks. You nod. He's about to stand up when the lady beside you stand up first "i'll do it!" She doesn't let time at your Papa to answer her as she's already in the kitchen. You giggle at that.

The other red head lady slide closer to you now that the spot is empty and she smiles big at you "hii" she whispers excited. You giggle and smile at her "hi"

"i love your dress!" she whispers again and your smile brighten more. You look down at yourself with red cheeks before looking back up at her "sank you" you whisper "i love your hair"

"thank you so much!!"

"we're gonna be great friends i can feel it!" she squeals at you. You laugh along with her.

~

It's been a few hours now that you're here and you start to get more sleepy. Your chest is against your Daddy's chest as you fight with yourself for not falling asleep. You don't want to fall asleep because you don't want to disrespect them.

Your Daddies could feel how tired you were so they decide to get back home "baby" your Daddy whispers, carressing your back. You hum, your eyes still close "we're gonna go home s we can have a good sleep ?"

You nod your head and feel your Daddy standing up. You wrap yourself around him so you don't fall and you hear your Daddies's friends- your new friends- standing up too.

"you say goodbye, princess ?" Your Papa softly asks in your ear. You pull your head away from your Daddy and looks around you to see everyone looking at you. "bye bye" you say, with tiny eyes and a weak wave of your hand before hiding your face back in your Daddy's neck.

This one chuckle and apologies for you but you hear the others waving him off, saying it was perfectly fine which helped relaxing you more.

You fell asleep after you left the tower and just before entering the car. You opened an eye here and there but nothign too big to fully wake up. You could still feel things around you like when your Daddies carry you, tuck you to bed and cuddle you in a big a warm bed

[strangerthingsn]

Bruised

part 3

summary: You live in your car or a hotel, you sell your body to men for money, but got accidentally pregnant by the only one Alan Munson(Eddies dad). He was in jail before, for the same thing he did to you. But lucky he has a son who cares and helps you out.

warnings:18+ (all parts), sex, getting caught, love, pet names, language, alcohol, smoking, pregnancy

”come, let’s go home” Eddie look down at you with soft eyes, you could see them because of the bright moon light.

“That guy is a asshole” you huff and look at your feet.

“tell me about it..” Eddie sighs and sits next to you.

“what do you mean?” You look at him again.

“he used to bully me and the guys back in high school, like spit in our lunch, put things on our lockers, bumb us against the lockers and he even stole things”

“I’m sorry for that Eds” you lay your head on his shoulder, you’re exhausted.

“You’re tired aren’t you?”

“mhm..”you nod.

“I’ll walk you to the van already then I’ll get the boys” he gets up and helps you after, you both walk to the van and you wait there for him to come back with the others.

—2 days later—

“so why you think you can work hire?” The boss of the coffee shop asks.

“I’m very friendly to people, I’m really patient and I can handle mad people” you nod agreeing with yourself.

“hmm… alright tomorrow wil be your first work day” he said. “What’s your size?”

“normally a medium but it will be a couple sizes bigger because of the baby”

“uhh.. let me look for you” he gets up from the chair and walks somewhere. You sit in the little office, you can’t belive you just got a proper job.

.

“got the biggest one” The man gives it to you, it was not the most ugly outfit. You take it and get up.

“I’ll pay you some more for the baby then, deal?”

“deal” you nod and shake his hand.

“see you tomorrow” he smiles.

“bye bye!” You wave and walk out of the building, heading to Eddies van. You get in meeting Eddies exited face.

“and?” He says.

“I got a job!” You smiles.

“I told you, congratulations” Eddie smiles. “I got something else while you were gone”

“Thanks and what is that?”

“this….” Eddie pulls his shirt up showing nipple rings.

“no fucking way” you gasp “I just know that hurts so much dude, they suite you tho” you look at it.

“Yeah? You like it?” He puts his shirt down.

“Love it” you nod.

“Don’t tell my uncle tho” He chuckles while starting the van.

“You think he’ll be mad?” You look at him still.

“possible” he nods.

“Ill keep my mouth shut” You and Eddies relationship what’s difficult, sometimes he calls you sweetheart or other things but he also said you’re like a sister to him, you didn’t have sex since that night, ofcourse you wanted to, he was the best you had but you two were just busy.

“I can’t wait for Christmas” you say looking at the road.

“You like Christmas?”

“It gives me happy memories with my parents, we used to go to the mall to eat stuff and that same night we’d have dinner together and unpack presents” you smile thinking about the memories.

“You miss that.?”

“I miss it really much” you nod.

“Im sorry, i miss Christmas with my mom too, Alan would never give me presents but my mom always gave us something little”

“I hope i can afford a big present every year for the little one”

“A little thing is okay too, it’s just.. the little things mean the most” Eddie shows a ring on his necklace.

“Your mom gave it to you?”

“Yes but it doesn’t fit anymore” he looks at it.

“I bet your mom was a nice and gorgeous woman” you smile.

“she was” he nods, you sat in silence in the car when you suddenly spot something.

“should we get a Christmas three?” You smile.

“I don’t really have money for that right he now, I’m sorry..”

“o thats fine, sorry for asking”

“You don’t have to be sorry” He smiles and kisses your hand.

— 2 hours later —

You hum while cooking dinner and suddenly two arms wrap around your hip.

“hey Eddie” you smile. “are you nervous?”

“yes, I can’t play it right I’m fucking it up all the time” he sighs. Corroded coffin has a Christmas gig somewhere at a bar tomorrow and Eddie is atleast an hour in his room busy with practicing.

“You gonna be great” you smile.

“Yes thank you but I’ll finish dinner you can take a bath”

“okay” you kiss his cheek and walk over to the bathroom.

.

After you took a bath you put bodylotion all over your body, you just shaved (this was probably the last time you could reach because of the babybumb) hoping you could make some love to Eddie tonight. After you did you put on your pjs Eddie got matching ones for you and him that looked so adorable. You walk out of the bathroom to the kitchen again Eddie puts dinner on the table, Wayne is on a date with some woman so you and Eddie eat alone.

“you smell good” Eddie smiles while sitting down and you sit down too.

“thank you Eds” you smile and start eating.

“you have a very gorgeous smile you know that?”

“you have too, your smile makes me happy” you tell.

“Really?” He blushes a little.

“reaaaally” you nod.

“how nice of you” he eats too.

—after dinner—

You walks outside to Eddie and he’s smoking on a wooden chair. You sit on the one next to him and you watch him smoke when suddenly that terrible smell hits.

“ew.. weed?” You chuckle.

“mhmmm” he lays his hand on your leg.

“You smoke weed often, hm?” You just say it in a flirty way.

“Yeah” he nods “it’s chill”

“Every day?”

“mostly yes, twice a day” he nods circling his finger over your leg. You bit your lip looking at him.

“having plans for tonight?”

“And why are you asking?” He smirks.

“just interested” you smirk back. He nods looking down while thinking for a second, you didn’t look away and when he looks up again you had eye contact.

“fuck it” he mumbles and pulls you in for a kiss. Your heart was racing ofcourse it’s not the first time but still, you love him. He kisses softly but with a combination of needy. He lays his hand in your neck pulling you in even closer. You kiss him deeper and more personally. Eddie pulls away and looks at you.

“go inside it’s cold” he smirks.

“I guess I just wait in your room then” you wink while getting up.

“Oh yeah?” He smirks.

.

When he closes the door he immediately pushes you against it kissing you rough and hard. He pushes his boner against your thighs.

“mmmh, so gorgeous” Eddie rubs your belly and continues with kissing your neck. You look up to make that more easy for him to do. He pulls away and takes his shirt off and wanted to continue but you were quickly enough to kiss his neck. He puts his hand under your shirt unclipping your bra already.

He takes it off and throws it somewhere in the room. Now his hands were on your boobs squeezing and rubbing them slowly, it hand my moaning against his neck every time he touches your sensitive nipples. You suck a couple bruises in his neck, some where darker then the others but the looked hot.

“let me..” Eddie grabs the hem of your shirt and you help him with taking it off. “God..” he picks you up after admiring your beautiful body and gently lays you down on his bed. He kisses your boobs and up to your neck leaving hickeys all over your chest and neck.

“need you” you whisper while playing with his hair.

“i know…” Eddie starts taking his jeans off and your sweatpants. You wore your prettiest pair of panties and he smirks while seeing them. “I love these” he kisses your belly. “Look how wet you are”

“For you..” you silently say.

“Im hard for you.” He smirks taking off his boxers and taking himself in his hand.

“i see, such a big cock Eddie” you say biting your lip. Eddie seems to not expect those words coming out of your mouth.

“that was so hot.” He bites his bottom lip and grabs your panties. “Gonna make love to your perfect body, doll” Eddie says while going with a finger through your folds.

“n-no” you stutter after a moan leaves your mouth.

“don’t want me to.?”

“your dick Eddie..” you whine.

“I’m not really a big fan of just-… pushing inside I’m scared to hurt you baby” he strokes himself.

“please” you take his hand.

“Okay…” He jerks himself up a couple times and lines up and after that he slowly pushes through you soaking hole. “What pose baby?”

“L-lay..” you moan when he’s still trying to push his cock inside of you. “Hire..” you say out of breath.

“you want to ride me?” He looks confused.

“n-no” you groan.

“okay…” Eddie carefully lays infrond of you still having his big cock halfway inside of you. “Like this.?”

“y-yeah” you nod with your eyes closed and you lay your leg over his hip. Eddie seems to understand what you were trying and he lays a hand on your back and pulls you closer.

“You feel so wet and warm” he whispers while he starts slowly thrusting in and out of you, when he’s inside he doesn’t even go halfway he doesn’t wanna hurt you. The sound of his moans and your soft whimpers together turn you on so bad.

“Touch you.?” You ask silently.

“O-ofcourse” he takes your hand and lays it on his hip, you didn’t notice the tattoos last time, he has a skull, spider, snake and a dragon on his chest, stars, roses, bats, another dragon, Iron Maiden, guitar, tiger, and much more on his arms. They all fit him so well, you go with your hands slowly over his body and tattoos. You look further down at a tattoo on his belly with the text, suck it. You look back up at his face again and he was already looking at you. He had a hand on your neck and he pulls you in for a kiss. It was messy with teeth and tongues together.

Eddie slides a hand down and lays it on your ass to move your hips with the rhymn of his, the string in your belly is about to snap already. He squeezes your ass and kisses your throat, that sends you over the edge and has you spilling your load all over his dick.

“Good girl-… g-gona… fuck-“ he cums inside of you. You moan and sit up taking his dick out of you carefully.

“W-what are you gonna do.?” Eddie looks at you with half lidden eyes.

“relax” you whisper while grabbing his cock and stroking him, he let out a groan and he started to become hard again. You start to jerk of he buckles his hips up and starts fucking your fist. “Be patient” you giggle and you slowly push his hips back down.

“S-so good baby.. so g-good fme” he mumbles. You slowly bend over and take his tip in your mouth, he absolutely didn’t want expected that from you, he buckled his hips up again and you pull away.

“Sorry, you don’t want it.?” You look at him while taking your hands off him. He takes your hand calming you down.

“hey, its fine not gonna hurt you remember? And yes I would love a blow job from you.” He kisses your hand and lay back down.

“Thank you..” you whisper before kissing his tip again. You never felt so safe around a dude, you believe Eddie is the one for you. Taking his tip in your mouth had Eddie moaning your name, that was definitely the most sexiest thing you ever heard.

Eddie lays a hand on your ass and looks at you sucking his dick. You pull away kissing down to his balls and you take one in your mouth sucking on it while jerking him off.

“holy-“ he moans. You take the other one in your mouth now still jerking him off, you use your tongue while sucking. Then you slowly kiss up to his tip and now you take more length in your mout bobbing your head up and down. Eddie looks at your lips wrapped around his hard cock. He wishes he could keep looking but his eyes keep falling shut.

You take more and more of him until he hits the back of your throat. You continue taking him further but you couldn’t help but gag. That eventually send Eddie over the edge and he loads his cum down your throat. Eddie had kind of zoned out so you sit back on your knees and start fingering yourself slowly. That’s what you always do while giving man a blowjob or after it.

“don’t touch yourself.” Eddie his arms came your way and you were quick enough to look away waiting for the hit and hurt that never came. You slowly look back at him and he looks at you with big eyes. “I’m sorry… fuck…fuck” he sits up and pulls you on his lap carefully. He rubs your back, kisses your head and kinda treats you like a baby. “I keep scaring you and I hate it.”

“its fine” you say softly, you are safe on his lap and he’s actually comforting you.

“no its not baby...” it was silent for a moment.

“I love you” you whisper.

“hm?” Eddie wasn’t sure if he heard you correctly.

“love you..” you say shyly. Eddies heart is racing and he puts a finger under his chin and make him look up at you.

“I love you back.” He smiles and kisses you softy.

—later that night—

“You look so hot while you riding me” he groans. You and Eddie are having sex for god knows how long. It just keeps going because after every round you look each other in the eyes and start making out again and you know how it ends up. You had five round and six organisms. You tried so many poses but there are also so much to still try.

“I love you” you lean down at kiss him again he kisses back while playing with your nipples.

“does it still feel good for you.?” He had ask that already a few times he just want to make sure you were okay.

“s-so good” you nod leaning up again bouncing harder on his cock, your big tits are bouncing and Eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off them. He leans up to kiss them and….

“hey Eddie i-…” Wayne walks in… his eyes staring at the two of you Eddie quickly wraps the blanket around you and he gets up putting his boxers on.

“We need to talk.” He walks back into the living room slamming the door shut. It was completely silent in the room, Eddie is putting his clothes on and he walks out. You sit nervously on the bed thinking he was mad at you but not much later he walks back into the room with a towel.

“sorry” he mumbles while pulling the blanket off you and cleaning you up really carefully taking the time for it.

“Im sorry too” you whisper while you look at him. He gives you a kiss on your cheek and gives you fresh panties and your pyjamas back. You smile a little and put it on.

“don’t worry I’ll talk for us” he takes your hand and walks to the living room, you just follow him like a lost puppy. You both sit down on the couch in silence.

“so what is this Edward?” Wayne looks at him.

“like you saw. We were having sex”

“are you paying her for it?” He asks.

“no, we are in love.. atleast im really in love with her.” You couldn’t help but smile a little bit.

“If you don’t stop this you need to get out in a week.” Wayne looks mad.

“Okay sir, I’m sorry.” You look down at your feet and Eddie rubs your back.

“are you serious Wayne?” Eddie looks mad too now.

“Good night.” Wayne gets up and walks into his bedroom.

“asshole” Eddie mumbles and huffs while Wayne closed the door.

“I understand him, I mean… I’m a slut”

“you aren’t, you were and it was not even really your fault” he kisses your head and gets up walking to the kitchen. “water?”

“oh uh, yes” you nod, was this a good idea? Maybe you should just go already, you don’t want cause any problems between Eddie and Wayne.

“What’s going around in that pretty head of yours” he kisses your head and gives your water.

“Do you really love me?” You look up at him taking take glass.

“really.” He nods sitting down next to you.

“then I have to get out in a week” you lay your head on his shoulder.

“no you don’t, if you do, I’ll go with you” he starts rubbing your side.

“maybe we can buy our own trailer when I work really hard for it”

“first you gonna buy baby stuff” Eddie smiles.

“Right” you nod taking a sip of your water and putting it back on the table, Eddie smiles and kissses the side of your face multiple times.

“Eddie stop” you giggle “it tickles”

“come hire” he picks you up and walks over to his room. “Don’t wanna be tired on your first work day”

“You’re right” you give him a little pec.

“that’s what i thought” he nods and lays you down on your side putting the blanket over you.

“stop kicking, silly” you smile looking down at your baby bumb. Eddie takes your pants off and you’re sleeping in the shirt. “Thank you”

“don’t thank me sweetheart” Eddie turns the light off and lays down next to you. You turn around with a smirk. “Oh no” Eddie chuckles.

“No I was just thinking.. you should get a coffee tomorrow” you look at him.

“I will, when me and the boys are practicing in the morning we’ll get a coffee, alright?” He kisses your forehead.

“thanks” you cuddle him and he cuddles back. “Do you have a boner?”

“I hoped you didn’t notice”

“I would do something about it but your uncle will kill me”

“I can’t be silent… as you know so probably not a good idea” he chuckles.

—the next morning—

Eddie cooked breakfast for you and Wayne, you ate together in silence, when you showered and were dressed up in your work uniform Eddie laughed at you. The two of you kissed goodbye (secretly) and there you were.. at your work.

“oh hey you must be new girl?” A girl with short blond hair asks randomly.

“Am I late?” You smile.

“no, don’t worry, I’m Jade” she leads you the way to the back and explains how you need to make to coffees with the first couple of customers. She was really friendly.

.

“you think you can do it alone now?”

“I guess” you chuckle.

“good luck, I’ll be right next to you take other orders so if you need help I’m hire” she smiles.

“thanks” you nod, you turn your head to a customer that walks into the shop.

“good morning, what can I get for you?”

“hey, I’ll just get a coffee with caramel” She says.

“Small, medium or large?”

“medium”

“And just the regular milk?” You look at her.

“yes please.”

“Okay, was that everything?”

“uhh can i have a cookie too?”

“the chocolate, vanilla or red velvet?” You look at the ones she’s pointing at.

“Just the vanilla, and that was everything”

“okay, that is…7,70 dollar” you look at her, she nods giving the money. You count it and put it in the cash desk.

“okay you have order numberrr… 17 well let you notice if its done.” You smile giving her the receipt. She takes it with a smile.

“thanks” she walks off and sits down. You grab a cup making the coffee ready.

“you did great” Jade smiles.

“you think so?”

“I know so.” She nods making her own order ready. You mix the caramel and milk through the coffee and up the lid from the cup on it and you add a straw. You walk to the cookies and you get the vanilla one putting it in a bag.

“order number 17?” You look around.

“yes thank you” the woman takes it.

“have a nice day”

“same for you” you smile.

—2 hours later —

You met two other of your coworkers, Jake and Grace, they are also really nice. You and Jade are having a lunch break, you’re just eating a sandwich and drinking some water.

“so how you got pregnant?” She asks with her mouth full.

“oh that’s a long story, something with my old job” you smile.

“You wanna talk about it?”

“sure, I used to be a sex worker, and well as you see not everyone uses a condom..” you shrug your shoulders.

“no way, that’s such a shame, are you not on birth control?”

“no, my parents both died and well, I’m not like… rich..” you chuckle.

“well I bet it’s much better working hire then”

“absolutely” you nod. “Without Eddie I could have never do this.”

“Who’s Eddie?”

“He’s my boyfriend, since yesterday, but the guy who got me pregnant was kinda… a dick” you chuckle “turns out to be his dad and he’s a criminal and just shot me, because I actually got pregnant and Eddie kinda saved my life, now I’m living it’s him and his uncle in a trailer.” You explain

“He shot you?”

“yep, it hurted like a bitch, but baby is still alive” you look down at your bumb.

“to be honest I would love to be friends with you, you seem like a very nice person to me” she smiles.

“thank you, i would love to be friends with you too”

“y/n?” Jake asks walking in.

“Oh yeah?” You turn around.

“Some guy long hair is asking for you” he shrugs his shoulders.

“Okay tell him I’ll be there in a moment” you smile and Jake nods walking off “speaking of the devil, Eddie is hire” you get up taking your last sip of water.

“Long hair huh? Rockstar?”

“he plays in a band” you nod.

“Cool I wanna see him” she gets up walking behind you. You look around seeing Eddie brighten up as he sees you.

“hey sir can i get you something” you joke.

“Yes ma’am, I would like four coffees”

“normal ones?”

“just give us the best” he lean against the wall.

“alright, something else?”

“Your number” he jokes.

“Well its the same as yours sooo” you smile.

“okay okay”

“give him a free cookie” Jade interrupts.

“you can give him a free cookie, I don’t wanna get fired on my first day.

“okay, hire” she gives a heart shaped cookie. “Act like she gave it herself”

“I will, thank you” Eddie chuckled.

“That’s gonna be 18,71 dollar” you look at him. “you have order number 67 by the way.”

“Hire, you can keep the rest” Eddie gives 20 dollars and walks back to his band mates. You wave at them and they wave back and Gareth points at you and Eddie then does an impression of a moan while having sex.

“he’s childish”Jade looks at him.

“I know right” your roll your eyes.

“he’s kinda cute tho” she smiles.

“he’s Gareth, Drummer” you smile while making the four coffees ready Jade helps you.

“he’s cool, uhh what kind of coffee?”

“mixed with white chocolate and sugar, they can use some for tonight”

“they doing a performance?”

“yes” you nod while adding a few pumps of a white chocolate flavored mixture in two of them and Jade does the other two. You mix sugar in it too and put the lit on it, adding the straws.

“number 67” you smile looking at Eddie while Jade bring the other two. Eddie and Jeff get up to get the coffees.

“what is it?” Jeff looks at it.

“White chocolate” you smile handing them. Eddie smiles taking two and Jeff does the same.

“sounds really good, thanks sweetheart” Eddie smiles.

“Wait I want a hug before you go” you walks around to Eddie.

“come hire then” Eddie wraps his arms around you carefully not to spill any coffee on you, you hug him back with a smile.

“success with practicing you guys” you look at the rest, pulling away from the hug.

“thanks” Gareth smiles.

“thank you” Eddie waves and they all walk out.

—later that day on 8 pm—

you’re in Mary Harrington her room, you two called a couple times and Eddie told you could bring a friend if you wanted too. So now you’re wearing a pretty silvery glitter dress.

“that looks really pretty on you y/n, i should wear it” Mary stands behind you in the mirror she found some old clothes from her mom when she was pregnant.

“Is your mom okay with it?” You look at her.

“mhm, you can even ask it again, she is okay with it” she smiles. “And you should put on this shoes” she shows dr martens. “And are you wearing pretty panties, Eddie is definitely gonna fuck you.” She smirks.

“Shut up” you giggle.

“hire” she puts a necklace around your neck. “Can I do your makeup?”

“Sure” you look at the neckle with a smile.

“sit down” she points at the chair behind you.

“okay” you nod sitting down on the chair.

“uhhh, let’s start with this” she puts something on your face and spreads it out with her hands. She grabs concealer and puts it under your eyes and nose. “I’m not gonna use too much cause you’re already pretty”

“Thanks sweety” you chuckle. She smiles while blending it out.

“so tell me about dating Eddie”

“So I had my first work day today and he came to get a coffee with the band specially for me” you smile.

“what did you make him”

“I guess it was one with white chocolate”

“those are good, i will definitely go there any time” she smiles too.

“fine by me, i work everyday except for the weekend”

“how many hours a day?”

“seven”

“it seems like a fun job” she puts on some pouder and blush.

“it is except for those bitchy customers with a attitude” you laugh.

“I can imagine” she does your eyeliner and mascara.

“How is your boyfriend?”

“good, he is on vacation with his parents now” she grabs a red lipstick and puts it on.

“fun, you’re done?”

“yep” you look into the mirror with a smile, she actually made you look pretty, you’re sure Eddie is gonna love it.

“wait” she adds some glittery black eyeshadow. “Better”

“I love it thank you”

“now let’s go” she grabs her bag and you get up, ready to go see Eddie play with his band.

Hay Hay, i probably will not post anything before Christmas anymore so happy holidays 🫶🏻🎄

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[cas-skz]

FRIEND IN NEED

Han x Chan x Fem!reader

You and Han have a spicy sex night but you didn’t realize how loud you were until it was too late. Han wants to help his friend and you’re the perfect medicine.

| non idol au | established relationships |

18+PLZ&THNX. MDNI

Warnings: smut. girlfriend sharing. pet name (good girl + baby girl) unprotected sex. creampie. overstimulation

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Writers note: Felt like spicing things up yanno. enjoy. didn’t edit this but read over it once so sorry if there’s mistakes. cas xx

“Oh god” Han said breathlessly, his eyes wide as your body shook violently under him. “Are you okay? Did I do it right?” He panicked, thought the smile he saw on your face made him calm.

“You did” You manage to get out, struggling to catch your breath. The spot underneath you was soaked, as was your legs and Han’s stomach.

You quickly reach down for his cock, stroking it a few times before guiding it to your entrance. “That felt so fucking good Hannie…” You whine, both arms falling above your head as he thrusted into you.

Your walls clenched tightly around his cock, the sound of your wetness cutting in between moans.

Han’s thrusts we’re slow and timid at first, only starting to pick up at your request. Your fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing fast circles as you cursed loudly.

“Does it feel good for you Hannie?” You moan, your free hand massaging your breast as you looked up at him with lust filled eyes.

He nods immediately, eyes locking with yours as his body moves quickly. A small smile taking over his face when he sees you starting to watch his cock slide in and out.

Han’s hand replaced yours as he yanked you closer, pressing on your pelvic bone as his thumb moved quickly against your clit.

Your eyes rolled back as your body bounced, the moans and whimpers escaping your mouth not letting up.

You didn’t realize how loud you were screaming until Chan opened the door, “Are you guys o….okay.” His words were quiet as he stared in awe.

“Hannie…happening…a-again.” You moan out, your eyes opening and immediately locking on Chan.

You tried to get Han’s attention to tell him to stop, but you were too dick drunk and stunned to form any words as you peaked again. Han quickly pulled out as your juices flew, your body convulsing uncontrollably.

You flipped around to hide your face in a pillow, your finger pointing behind you to let Han know.

Han finally noticed the older male, who tried to quickly leave but ended up falling over something.

The two laughed and chatted, though it was all muffled to you from under the pillow.

Han slowly creeped up and tucked the pillow down so he could see you, placing a quick peck on your cheek. “It’s okay baby girl. He was worried someone was hurt.” He chuckled, pulling the pillow from you.

Your face was burning red, body still twitching slightly from feeling shy and slightly embarrassed.

“Can I ask you something?”

You flipped back around to look up at Han, but noticed Chan was still in the room, a hand rubbing on the back of his neck as he looked at you with soft lust filled eyes.

Han knew Chan had been stressed lately and with a little convincing, you gave in.

Chan was bigger than Han, stretching you out as thrusted slowly.

You were holding onto Han, who sat next to you, praising and bragging about you to Chan.

“She’s such a good girl, Chan. I’m so lucky I get to fuck her so much.” He hummed, kissing your head gently.

Chan laughed at Han, “I get why you’re always so late.” his thrusts picking up sweet as you clenched onto Han’s arm, digging your nails into him.

Chan smirked to himself at the sight of you starting to cum, teasing Han that he probably beat him in record time. “She was warmed up for you!” Han laughs, tho his attention was focused on you when your body started to shake, covering Chan with your release.

You pulled Han close to you, roughly kissing his lips as you grinding your hips down on Chan’s, “You like his cock, don’t you baby?” Han whispered

You bit your lip hard and whimpered, not realizing you were the one who was doing all the moving. Slowing down a bit, you caught your breath, “It feels so good Hannie.” You whined.

“You want him to keep fucking you, my pretty girl?” Han asked, brushing some hair from your face.

“But I’m yours.”

Han nodded, “You always will be mine.”

He helped Chan flip you over, positioning you with your ass up and bottom half slouched over Han. “I wanna watch my pretty girl get fucked.”

Chan quickly thrusted into you, groaning and hissing about how tight the different position was. “Right?! It drained me the first time. Good luck dude.”

Han held your chin in his hands, watching as you bit you lip hard. “Open your eyes babe.” Han whispered.

You did as he said, one hand gripping his thigh as the other held you up. You could barely keep yourself together, head spinning from how good everything felt.

A loud gasp escaped your lips as Chan started to cum, pushing you to your peak as well. Han kept his eyes on you, letting your body fall forward onto his.

You laid vibrating on Han, exhausted and unable to catch your breath.

Chan quickly rolled off the condom and put his clothes back on before walking over to the side of the bed. “You know, I needed that, thank you.” He said patting your head, you flipped him off jokingly.

“Okay now she’s mine, go away.” Han laughed, giving him a fist bump and quickly discussing plans for the next day before he headed back to his room.

Han held you close tightly, rubbing your back as you slowly scooted up to reach his lips. You kissed him softly at first, deepening it after a few seconds. “I love you so much Hannie.”

“I love you too.” He smiled, pecking your lips gently. “I’m sorry I kinda put you on the spot there, I hope you’re not mad.”

You shook your head, reaching over to grab some baby wipes to clean yourself up. “It was kind of hot, mainly cause I was just picturing you the whole time.”

“Seriously? Even I would want to take that all in. He’s hot.” Han admitted.

“Oh, should I call him back so he can fuck you now?” You joked.

“If I was a girl! Don’t touch my bummy.”

You poked the side of his butt, to which he stuck his tongue out at you.

“Really though, he’s been super stressed. I told him he needed to let a loud off but he insisted he had no time.”

“So you offered me up like a slice of pizza?” You ask dramatically.

“No!” He laughed, shaking his head. “Well kind of I guess, but it was to help our best friend!”

“Ya, ya.” You laugh, leaning up to deeply kiss his lips. “Next time I want a few hours notice.”

“Not for me though, right?” He smirked, flipping on top of you, his lips instantly finding your neck.

You moaned quietly, tilting to your head to give him more access. His teeth and lips worked at your skin.

“Anytime, anywhere with you.” You breathed against his ear.

His kisses trailed down your body, leaving goosebumps in their path. He kissed each of your hips bones before his tongue gently over your sensitive clit.

Han’s arms wrapped around your legs, pulling your core towards him. His tongue moved slowly over your clit again, slowly flicking.

“Hannie…” you moan quietly, wanting to move but being held down by his grasp.

He worked his tongue slowly, not to fast, but not to slow. His pointer finger teased your swollen entrance, sliding it inside a couple times.

Your head fell back, hips leaving the bed slightly before being pulled back down. His mouth never left your pussy, pushing you wards your peak.

You balled a first in his hair, a happy muffled moan escaping his lips as he picked up speed.

“Please fuck me…Hannie, please I need you.” You could feel yourself twitch as his mouth moved to your lips, deeply kissing you.

The tip of his cock swirled slowly around your wet entrance before pushing inside. Han grabbed one of your hands, interlocking your fingers as his thrusted slowly.

Your lips still moved slowly with his, barely leaving each other in between soft moans and smiles. “I love you so much.” He said between kisses.

“I love you too, always.”

You could fell every part of your body tingling. Every little movement Han made sent chills up your spine. You felt your walls starting to contract already, Han pulled away a bit.

“Wait for me.” He whispered, wanting to finish together.

You nodded and held on, returning your lips to his as his thrusts started to deepen and speed up the tiniest bit.

Han’s cock stiffened inside you, poking your g-spot repeatedly. “Hannie…” you whine, your lips losing his as your head fell back.

“Hannie, I need to cum.”

His eyes met yours, his free hand cupping your face as he glanced down at you. “Let’s cum together baby.”

You watched as his thrusts started to slow and his cock started to twitch inside you, sending you over the edge, soft whimpers leaving your mouth before Han kissed you again.

His body lowered to yours as you started to come down, legs shaking and clenching at his body, holding him inside you.

Your lips found each others again, softly kissing for a while until you found the energy to shower and change the soaked sheets.

[dilf-whore]

puppy love

pairing: robin buckley x f!reader

genre: fluff

summary: you and Robin pick up your newly adopted puppy

A/N: this is a very very very short blurb hope you guys like it tho. let me know your thoughts ❤️

requested: no

requests are OPEN

masterlist

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You and Robin walk into the adoption center, you’re picking up the puppy you and Robin decided to take. The dog was an adorable mutt: his left ear was floppy while the right was pointy, has the prettiest brown spot that’s shaped like a heart, everything about him just made you fall in love. You go into the counter and smile at the man behind it, “hi! I’m Y/N Y/L/N and this is Robin Buckley, we”re here to pick up our dog”

“Oh yes, please come right this way” the man smiles back, picking up the clipboard filled with paperwork as he guides you both to where your dog is. You grab unto Robin’s arm and meet her eyes, you start to feel some sort of buzz flow through your veins as your excitement starts to grow bigger the nearer you get to the dog. The man opens the door and you finally see him, he runs to you both - his tail wagging so much he could fly. He’s just as happy as you are.

“Hiii, we’ll take you home now” Robin coos, kneeling down to pet him.

You sign the papers and carry your dog to the car. Robin settles him to her lap, “what should we name you hmm?” she asks. “What about Tucker?” you suggest. His ears starts to perk up at the name and look at you, “seems like he loves it, Tucker it is” Robin chuckles. You start the car and Tucker starts to get shaky by the sudden sound of the engine. You gently rub his side and try to calm him down.

“Don’t worry, your mommies are gonna take great care of you”

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[dittolicous]

Idk why i just imagine Emmet been like "INGO COME OVER HERE!!! WHAT IS THIS?!?!?!" "HOW THESE JOLTIKS KNOW THIS MOVE?!!? *insert any gliscor attack here" "WHY THIS JOLTIK IS WAY BIGGER THAN THE USUAL SIZE?!" "WHY THERE IS A BABY GLISCOR HERE TOO?!?!?!" "CARE TO EXPLAIN BROTHER?! 8)" hahaha he is not mad or anything is just wondering why his Gliscor is also a lady killer/casanova like his trainer (i am making a reference to that one magazine poll post where Ingo was first place in the most handsome pokemon trainer and Emmet got third place) he is happy tho ultimited size joltiks!!

I AM HOLDING THIS TENDERLY. I AM TUCKING IT INTO BED. PATTING IT ON THE HEAD AND READING IT A BED TIME STORY.

Because this is the EXACT dramatic bullshittery playfulness that Emmet will unleash on Ingo. He's not actually mad but it's like 'MY BABY GIRL! HE STOLE HER INNOCENCE! NOW HE MUST MAKE THIS RIGHT AND TAKE HER MANDIBLE IN MARRIAGE. MAKE A PROPER SPIDER-LADY OUT OF HER.' Ingo's losing it trying to make clear replies as he cry laughs over Emmet just going ham on the absolute AUDACITY OF GLISCOR TO BED HIS BEAUTIFUL BABY SPIDER!!!! Turning around tells her she has good taste, that he's proud of her, she's beautiful, she'll be a great mom, spins back around and loses it AGAIN on Gliscor who's just cuddling the babies in blissful ignorance.

HOW DAAAARE YOU INGO, BRINGING THIS IN HOME WRECKING CASANOVA!!!!

Of course they'll hold a tiny Spider/Bat-scorpion marriage and someone WILL give them a tiny bouquet to throw at Elesa's head as she dies laughing over Spider Marriage. Puts Gliscor in a pet tux which causes him to lose his shit like a cat and *bam* hits the ground in wide-eyed terror, refuses to move as they try to drag him around.

Elesa comes over and is like 'Emmet isn't this a bit much?' as he puts the cutest little veil on Galvantula and gets a room set up and turns to her like 'No, it is not nearly enough. I need a cake!'

Spoiled One and Princess (as the two shinys) are Flower Girls.

THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS, ELESA. JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO SCARED TO PROPOSE DOESN'T MEAN GLISCOR IS!

Look Gliscor is like, TOTALLY into Galvantula, she's his spider-warrior-goddess in much the same way Lady Sneasler is to the Weaviles. But she's tinier and WILL kick his ass, and they will love every minute of it.

...They're kinda like the Pokemon equivalent of Morticia and Gomez Addams but less macabre. Peppy but equally ready to do horrible gruesome things. Very in love but also like. Will not hold back. Digs it 100%. (Is this a bug thing? MAYBE! At least she didn't eat her mate!)

Yet, like you said, he's like mentally REELING at the POSSIBILITIES!!! ALPHA JOLTIKS!!!!! ALPHA GALVANTULA!!! POISON HEAL MAYBE!!!! HE WILL MAKE THE ULTIMATE SPIDER MONSTER AND PLAY A TINY BOW ON HER HAIR. SHE SHALL BE NAMED PRINCESS (Though that's the shiny Gligar's temp name ATM). WHAT MOVES CAN BE LEARNED. HOW DO WE PASS ALPHA HERITAGE. HE'S DOING A JIG IN HIS HEAD BUT THAT'LL BE OUR LITTLE SECRET.

Once Ingo is actually able to BREATH again (Please Emmet, he can only take so much, his sides hurt), he'll be equally smitten by the lil alpha babies and OOOOO the POSSIBILITIES!!!!! He might not be as breeder-savy as Emmet, but he can spot a good combo when he sees one, and with how strong Galvantula is (like... yknow, outside of the games lol), how will this translate into Alphas? How does it mix with Gliscor? What, indeed, are the possibilities?

Princess will be a beautiful lil monster who will grow up to properly destroy the Battle Subway with a single Earthquake and thus forever earn her place as Ingo's favorite (....okay it's like a 15-way tie, but the point still stands!).

....I like this ship too. XD

[thestudentfarmer]

Feb 20, 2023

Hey everyone! I hope you've all had as great a week as possible and been able to work on your gardens, homesteading skills and sustainable methods this week :)

We've had a little bit of everything this week for all the above here in our little plot.

Today's post is going to include an update on the lentils and then some info and caretaking stuff for ducks 🦆

So first up! The lentil experiment!

This is a pic as of today, there's clear spotting in the grow pattern. But I kind of expected that. I didn't have a lot for even coverage (and just tossed it out). It had a late grow period and the front gets a weird double micro- climate/grow zone in the winter.

A lil close up of what's come up. They are a bit darker stemmed and darker leaved than it looks. But those that sprouted are doing amazing!

I'm thinking about letting a section grow entirely to produce more pods and seeds just to see how well it'll do now and just doing a half row of till in.

🦆🦆🦆Now onwards to the ducks! 🦆🦆🦆🦆

If you've ever thought about getting ducks, please do your research on them.

Despite sis having done extensive research there's still things we don't know, didn't know until it happened and we're continually learning as we go.

As a quick mention our ducks are kept primarily as pets, for pest control and because we wanted their eggs. Sis and my Hubby love them, though only Hubby can eat them. (I don't overly enjoy the taste personally, but I can eat them)

Meet Nugget (the back left), Pie (back right) and some of you may recognize the handsome fellow in the front middle, Cheese! (Aka, Poppa Cheese).

These are our ducks. While we don't know for sure what Pie (we believe is a magpie) and Nugget (we believe is a magpie mix ) are, we are certain Cheese is a silver Appleyard.

Awhile back I noticed we weren't finding any duck eggs, well Miss Pie it turns out hid a nest. I believe I posted it awhile ago with a few eggs in it by the time it was discovered. We figured we would let her sit on them and gave them the hatch time plus a week to be sure. Sadly no eggs hatched. We will not be allowing large nesting again. And the next hatch will be done with an incubator. ( a fun experiment and share for later!)

This is what the nest ended up looking like on "pull date" (today actually)

I think one broke yesterday morning as there was that unforgettable rotten egg smell. For the comfort of us and our neighbours (as well as Pie.) It was time to remove it.

Found the broke one(s?) They were not rolemovable by hand. So a shovel was needed to remove them.

All empty. I did fully remove, trim and am planning to block this spot so she may not nest here again.

The hidden bounty was way bigger than expected and I have a feeling she wasn't really nesting now :( there was almost 60 eggs hidden here!)

The lesson this student learned? At this time natural incubation is a no for our homestead. Any found nests from now on, sadly will have to be removed. We have tried nesting a handful of times now and it just hasn't panned out.

As well a note to share with those thinking of ducks~

They need ponds and if you get filtration get the darn best filtration you can.

In addition to the nest removal and cleanout It was pond clean day happens every 2-3 days so long as it doesn't rain.

This is a pond washed out and refilled 3 days ago. (It rained, we don't do pond wash on rainy days.)

Dumped, be sure to rinse em well, this is why if u get filtration make sure it's heavy duty. This sludge probably could be watered down heavily and used for soil fertilization. For me tho, I'm only doing that in the duck area. Too many weed seeds for the garden to be a viable use for that and not a good filter system planned yet.

The lucky ducks enjoying the fresh cleaned pond (for now lol)

Their area is under some redesign as well. Projects I will be sharing later as they are done~

Thank you all for joining me today! What project or ideas are you looking forward to this week on your own gardening, homesteading, learning journey?

🌱🦆Happy Homesteading and Animal Husbandry!🦆🌱

[brightsstar]

I was looking back at the question where someone asked what name the Eclipses would give a cat if they had one, and i had answered with possibly giving them some of my real cats.

Yes, we have 9 cats, and Davis also gave Sun his real cats on the show, so i figured, why the heck not lol

You can choose based on the names, but below, i will explain each cat's personality if you wanna pick from that.

Rosie: our oldest cat, and my sibling's cat (not sure now tho if that still holds true). She is a tortoiseshell who is very sweet natured, and very talkative. She is also a lap cat. Declawed, but after her, my family has never declawed any of our other cats we got after her.

Molly: formerly belonged to my grandparents (father's parents). Grandma's cat (Mom's mother) She is a gray and white tabby. At first, when she meets people, she hides out and is often aggressive if found by a stranger. She used to hide behind my grandparent's washing machine each time we visited, and hissed at us if we went to check on her. After she was given to us, and after she got used to us, she actually turned out to be a very sweet and talkative cat who loves cat treats.

Sabrina: orange tabby, female, my cat. Her coat is a sand color, but that still counts as an orange. Formerly my father's cat, chose me after we got him put away. Started following me around after he was gone, and still does, and sleeps with me nightly. She also comes to find me when i'm gone too long. She is territorial and doesn't like the other cats coming close to her. She'll hiss at them then swat at them, but never really hurts them. Cuddle cat when she wants to be. Potential sibling to the three below, we never got that confirmed though because she was a stray when we got her, but she is same age as them. Sabrina also greets me every time i come back to my room.

Chris: orange and white tabby, my mom's cat. Shorthair-longhair mix, only one like that in the litter. We found him and his siblings when they were barely 2 weeks old. Bottle-fed and hand raised them. He can be a very sweet boy, but sometimes he tends to swat or bite when he doesn't want petted. Hasn't done that in a while though. He also loves to pick on his brother. He also has this thing where he is a very heavy sleeper, especially for a cat, but he also likes to sleep on the edges of places, which often leads to him falling out of said spots when he sleeps. He is fine tho, we put stuff under him if he finds a spot he likes to sleep in for a while.

Fantal: orange and white tabby. Chris' brother (originally we thought he was a girl so we named him Fanta, but when we learned he was male, he was already responding to Fanta as his name, so we altered it slightly to Fantal), also my mom's cat. He is bigger than Chris, but he is a pushover. Many of our female cats don't like him except Feather. Fantal is also very sweet, but easily spooked.

Victoria: calico with tabby stripes. Fantal, and Chris' sister. My cat. An absolute attention hog, but still a sweetheart. She often reaches out with her paws when she wants petted to try grabbing anyone close to her. (She also put so many holes in so many of my shirts because she grips hard when she is picked up lol)

Misto: Black cat, chatter box. Sibling's cat, but i think he's mine now (they ignore their cats most of the time now, sadly..) Longhair-shorthair mix with an unusually long tail. He loves attention, and he loves to cuddle. Very talkative and very sweet. Playful too. Bold as well, so he is not afraid to get in the way of things i'm doing just to get petted. He barges in. He also is a smart cat. He can push and pull cracked doors open, and he knows the doorknob opens the door, but he is not tall enough to grip and turn them. He can and will jiggle the knob tho if he wants in or out of a room. At our old house, he and his sister even figured out how to unlock their cat door. He and his sister also broke our old screen door by breaking the mesh in a corner so they could get outside.

Feather: silver tabby with black stripes, Misto's sister, my cat. Possibly part munchkin cat, or dwarf. She has shorter legs than a normal cat. Also a longhair-shorthair mix. She also has an unusually long tail. She is very fluffy, and likes attention. Not quite as much as her brother. She is also very pretty and adorable, and she knows she is, and she knows how to use it to her advantage. (May or may not have inspired some of TL! Lunar's traits-) She is also smart, and potentially is smarter than her brother. She is often the one who led her and her brother's antics when they were still kittens. Both Misto and Feather were also strays, but acquainted with humans so they were not scared of us.

Cooper: Maine Coon or Norwegian Forest Cat. Possibly male calico? (He has black, tan, and white colors on him, and is a male) Formerly belonged to a relative who passed away last year. Declawed, but not by us. He had 2 previous owners before us, and the owner who had him before our relative did had been the one to declaw him. He is a very sweet cat, and when he meows, they're more like chirps. He also enjoys attention, and likes to cuddle. He had a rough few weeks recently as he had gotten very sick for a bit there, but is now recovering.

[sassy-ahsoka-tano]

Somehow I'm sure 50s wolf!Elvis would be so different from 70s wolf!Elvis. Like you have younger Elvis in his wolf form trying to be scary and threatening, but he's just this big puppy with big cute eyes jdkfj you just laugh and pet him (he tries to resist at first because he's a proud man but eventually just lays on the floor and let you pet him). 70s wolf!Elvis tho... 👀 That's a whole another story. He has this menace aura around him (also, he's much bigger than he was when he was younger)

no he absolutely would be. 50s werewolf elvis is like "fuck yeah this is great. i'm super fast and strong and the ladies like me even more" he would make use of his abilities even when he maybe shouldn't and he'd probably almost get caught more than once 😅 and he just cannot control himself when he turns. like he just becomes a full ass wolf when the full moon hits. also yes, he is very soft. he tries to be a big bad wolf man but when you scratch that special spot behind his ear or his tummy, his lil wolf tail just goes crazy and he whines happily.

70s werewolf elvis is literally every person's gothic romance dream. he embodies old wealth with a big dark mansion filled with lots of nice things and old tapestries and gold plates and vases. he dresses constantly like an old vampire in outfits like the red and black outfits from the thats all right mama scene. the piratey looking fits. he's way in control when he turns and he's more closed off, mysterious, quiet, about it. he doesn't feel the need to use his abilities except when he's trying to show off or when it's more convenient to use them. he likes to be pet still, but he likes to pretend like he doesn't.

[shepard-ram]

// tw. possessive behavior, yandere stuff lmao

I tell you what; Xisuma is the type of guy to be passive aggressive when yandere, he's always been a big softie! That is to say, he has a huge soft spot for the reader. Like imagine this scenario:

X: "Listen, you can't just leave whenever you want. It's dangerous out there."

Reader: "I know you love me and you just want to keep me safe, but will you be happy if I'm not happy with it?"

Yeah he definitely flinches and starts trembling guiltily. But won't and never will change his mind. You're gorgeous. You can't be damned by anyone. And even if there was a danger that you would be destroyed, he would be the one doing it. He is the only person you should be concerned about; fuck everybody else.

X: "Be honest, are you good here?"

Reader: "..."

X: "Silence? That's a yes in my book."

Anyone that approaches you must be a big threat if they want to play about with the server admin, THE SERVER ADMIN. He would ban them. Remove them from the code. Hels upon, he would even attempt to murder them before doing that.

Alongside with the people that certainly have the audacity to interact with you, he's got a much bigger deal.

Evil X.

This man is an actual menace, a wicked devil. He definitely flirts with you in an effort to make X go wild and looks vicious as hell in front of the reader. But Void below, he is far smarter than that. He would make up excuses to distract the conversation and stall it until you leave and finish the little asshole quickly. Otherwise, he'd simply establish a border that would prevent you and Evil X from ever speaking. Like mentioned, you only need to care about him. No one else is allowed.

OH AND THE PET NAMES. BIG BABY MAN EDITION. (Inspired by previous headcannons made by some anons of yours :D)

- Honey

- Sweetheart

- Baby/Babe

- Honeybear

He is so affectionate (unnecessarily), like what the hell.

In my opinion it's an 8/10. Man's absolutely possessive, but he's not impermissible of everything. Treat him right and you shall receive the same.

(Don't try to escape tho. You can't)

Also can I pretty please be 🎮 anon? Thanks in advance and have a good day! :]

Sorry for the late welcome, but happy to have you Remote!

And hhhhhhhhhhhh I am fully adopting this version of Yandere X. On the sweeter and softer end, (assuming you play along) yet still with the ability to make you regret ever disobeying him. Thank you for the presentation 10/10 five stars

[nyanggk]

NAWW GIRL. I’m pulling like my childhood friend has a crush on me frfr!! i used to have a crush on him when we were younger for like 5 yrs cause its one of those crushes that come back when u see them?? he’s older than me so we dont rlly get to hangout a lotttt but its fine when we doooo he’s so funny LIKE IDK HOW I DIDNT SEE IT HES SO OBVIOUS

like he be looking at my lips LMFAOO and me?? and my thighs hes so obsessed ! next time ill ask him for his snap . I kind like flirted yk i was battin my eyesss n shit and like being extra touchy like mans was like 🫣 like we went to some city here where i live in february i think? and he kept staring at my ass and my thighs and at me and he like one moment looked at me and we made eyecontact and he smiled like dayummm didn’t know u liked me this bad😭😭 he used to have a crush on my friend she’s like 5 yrs older when we were in elementary and we r kinda similar like physically she's just shorter and skinnier than me but she was kind of tall in that moment it was like idek like 2013 or smth and bigger when he had a crush on her he has a type LMFAOOO but honestly would see myself dating him fr

And he was looking at me a lot and i said "why r u looking at me😭😭” he was like u the only one that gets me bc his cousins gf and his cousin were being like romantic and his cousin slapped her ass yk?? and he looked at me and pretended to be cringed out and i was like looking into his eyes and i could see he wanted it with me like i’m 80% sure he has a crush on nme?? he pretends hes so hot yk and like he was semi hard again bc like last time i saw him he was semi hard and i was the only girl there and his brother and cousin were there so they weren’t the reason 😭😭😭 and my ma be like if u guys start dating youll be so cute bc she knows his family and shes like u gonna have 2 bfs omll bc i still like the other guy but WHEN I WAS YOUNGER THIS WAS MY FUTURE HUSBAND LMFAOO he’s like my first ever ykyk so i’ll be like thinking of him my whole life but then my guy my flaco is <333 also i slightly mentioned the guy i like it was more his cousin (ill call them my cousins too except for him bc I NEVERRR saw him as my cousin, like we aren’t relatedddd we good.). AND HE WAS JEALOUSSSS??? i gotta flirt more frfr im pulling broooooo

AND HIS YOUNGER BROTHER SAID I HOPE U GET A GIRLFRIEND BEFORE U FINISJ HIGHSCHOOL AND MF LOOKED AT ME LIKE??? fuckkk i would date him frfr !! hes not ugly actually and hes taller than me?? and when i was younger he’d grab my waist a lot like tjats my weak spot bae🫠🫠 i like stuttered one moment and he looked and me so lovingly like slayy oksy and in his eyes he was like reassuring me

this was long but like IM JUST SO FLABBERGASTED??? Like now idk if i want him or flaco??? Ima dream abt this watch😭😭 but like he fr hot i just like cute guys more but he the exception like we used to play minecraft together he was my minecraft pet LMFAOO i’ll update u

THALIESE BAE THATS SO CUTE?? wtf I can't imagine meeting your childhood crush and then the both of you end up together 😭😭😭 BUT LIKE, THAT MANS THIRSTY AS FUCK WHAT THE HELL I think it's cute that he's looking at your lips like that but he better back off bcs there won't be any lip smooching happening in this Christian household 🤺🤺🤺😤😤

GIRL THAT MANS LOOKING AT YOU LIKE HE WANTS TO EAT YOU WHAT THE FUCK IDK WHETHER TO BE CRINGED OUT (RESPECTFULLY!! BCS HE AINT DOIN IT TO ME) BUT I SURE AM HAPPY FOR YOU LMFAO

OH MY GOD I HAD LIKE A MINO HEART ATTACK THERE I THOUGHT HE WAS YOUR COUSIN GIRL LRFMOWKDWK I don't blame u for having a crush on your cousin in the past thooo some family members to be pretty hot ngl

OK BUT THE FLACO GUY 👀 👀 HIS NAME AINT IT BUT HE CUTE TOO cause girl if someone grabbed me by my waist and starts hugging me from the back or some typa touchy shit I WOULD MELT tell me what ur current crushes name tho, its honestly just down to that which guy I'd pick LMFAO

[violetblacksparkles]

Spider Frand

Ok, so I totally reblogged somebody's thing and then went into a whole story about this new spider friend I have living in my driver’s side mirror. And wow, have there been some developments today! 

I did have to destroy a beautiful, amazing web, tho. I popped into my car to go to work at night, like I do and I look over and I see a big, beautiful, perfect, like, MODEL spider web from the mirror down to some point on my door. With the biggest fattest proudest looking spider just chilling in the center. So please with herself or himself, just sitting there like: “Yep I'm such a good spider, I made such a good home wow, I'm in this great spot, there's going to be so many bugs…” 

Little did that spider know that I had to go to work…

I didn't have any sticks or anything on hand, and I was already late and I started driving down the street and I, cruelly, was like, “oh maybe they'll blow off and get stuck in the back of my car or I don't know…” and then I felt really bad, cuz it's not the spider's fault there's a spider, and they're just chilling in their new phone home and who am I to just kick them out of their home and then like murder them in some shit...

But I'm like already super late for work for a multitude of reasons, so I'm driving down my street thinking what to do, also thinking it's slow enough he's going to survive and be fine, but those couple miles an hour are just insane for this little spider, and he's hanging on for dear life as his web is blowing in this breeze like a flag, that's just incredibly strong by the way, we know that as a scientific fact it's one of the strongest materials out there, but this was just a sight to behold, …anyway so he's holding on for dear life, wobblin away, goin all: aaaaaaahhhhhbrrrlrlrrggghhhghh, and I just feel so bad for this poor little spider, who is not *little* in any way shape or form–that little back portion of spider body was the size of a pea and the legs were, now it was dark so forgive me, tan and brown alternating stripies–that went one for a total spider diameter of maybe ¾ inches. 

So before I get on the highway I pull over into a parking lot, goig to find me a stick and at least dispose of the web and spider into a nice place where the spider can live that is not on my car, because, not that I mind spiders, but I don't want to go reach for my handle and squash it one day by accident cuz I would suck for the spider, I feel bad, and then I'd have spider goo like on my hands and under my nails and if I'm about to go somewhere in my car, I'm probably not about to be able to wash my hands in the next 10 seconds, so it's slightly undesirable ....

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So I pull over and there's no sticks available because I live in a really shitty city, but I realize I have some trash in my car! So I get this trash and I wipe part of the web off the car door, I intended to get the part off the mirror and do a little spin move and just leave the spider, trash and web on the stone wall there, but the spider was crawling back towards the mirror--good thinking, safe!-- so then at least the web portion that stretches down the car was gone and just a little bit hung down from the mirror so he could climb back up inside there. And as we're getting on the highway, I see him crawling around the outside of the mirror and then we're picking up speed, and then he finally feels all the rumbling and crawls behind the mirror thing.

I'm on my lunch break right now, it's dark, I don't see him, there's no new web, I don't know if she moved on to bigger and better places, but I kind of hope not. I'll miss her. I want to feed her flies. If she can keep making a web like that everyday it's going to be a really good breaking deterrent? Maybe people will just run away screaming. Or just break literally every other window. OR smash my poor new pet spider just cuz they don't like spiders and then breaking in to my car

My cameras basically broken but here's a shitty pic of 'er