#sippy kitties

[agentcricket-art]

oooooh you want to buy these off of my ko-fi so bad oooh

(link in the replies)

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about how sometimes Wade has these weird in-between phases when he's half small and half big where he will literally come home from a job, Strip all his clothes off, throw them on the floor, go to the kitchen, grab a beer, pour that entire beer into his spiderman cuppy, and if Logan says anything he just flips him off while his head is thrown back taking a long sip of it.

"I can do what I want!"

Before going to run himself a bubble bath full of toys.

Im sorry, but sitting in a hot relaxing tub with all your toys after a hard day while drinking beer out of your sippy cup is such a bad ass thing to do and is SUCH a Deadpool thing.

Logan calls them his "Tantrums," and at this point, Semi gave up because after his bath, as long as hes fed within minutes? He's the happiest little guy, and seconds after eating, he's coloring and singing little songs while kicking his feet.

[agere-pngs]

Misc. Hello Kitty & My Melody Pacis + Sippy Cups

╰┈─➤ for anon !

[polkadotplayhouse]

time for some coloring fun!!

(yuyu and wishy say hi in the corner hehe >w<)

[pngkatios]

[loupgawou]

[thxnks4themrms]

Okay hello kitty baby products

[woso-dreamzzz]

Heart IV

Mapi Leon x Ingrid Engen x Child!Reader

Summary: A soft day off

"Well, good morning, sunshine," Ingrid coos as you wander out of your room.

You've got a major case of bedhead, still dressed in your crumpled pyjamas. You lift your arms up for uppies and Ingrid instantly puts you on her hip, turning back to stirring the eggs on the stovetop.

You're still very sleepy so Ingrid takes this moment to give you your medication.

"Open, please."

She drops the pills into your mouth and lets you swallow them down with a sippy cup of juice.

You're very good at taking your medication and it seems to perk you up a little as Ingrid dishes up breakfast.

It's a slow day, the last of the international break.

Ingrid's matches for Norway had finished earlier than other countries so she'd flown home immediately to get the most out of this day off before training started up again tomorrow.

"Would you go and get your Mami for me? I think she's still in bed."

You're helped down from the counter and wander off to Mami and Mama's room.

Mama was right, of course. Mami was still a lump in the middle of the bed, snoozing carelessly against her pillow. Bagheera sits next to her.

You know Mama told you to get Mami up but you spot her phone on charge a little way away and you go to grab it.

Tia Alexia has lots of games on her phone that she lets you play and you wonder if Mami has those games too.

Her phone is locked though so you can't check but you do spot her camera. You can use her camera app without logging in.

Mami and Mama use their camera apps a lot for lots of photos of you and them together. You've never used it on your own though and you're curious.

You swipe onto the app and adjust it so it's showing Mami and Bagheera in frame. There's a ray of sun coming in through the curtains and you want to capture that too.

The shutter sounds when you press the button and Mami jerks awake.

Her movement shocks Bagheera off the bed and she rubs her eyes. Mami looks around in shock before her features soften when she looks at you.

"Good morning, sunshine," She says," Is that my phone?"

"Morning, Mami!" You chirp, climbing up onto the bed with her," I took a picture!"

You can't access it without logging in so Mami unlocks her phone so you can show it to her.

Her mouth is wide open, mid snore, and Bagheera's got her leg sticking upright as she cleans herself. But you've got the sunbeam very clearly on camera so you're very happy.

Mami laughs. "That's a nice picture!"

"I know!" You giggle as she tickles your tummy. "Oh! Mama said it's time for breakfast! She made eggs!"

"Well, we can't leave Mama by herself! Vamos, sunshine!"

Your favourite days are days off. You get to cuddle with Mama and Mami and get lots of kisses because they love you so much.

You eat breakfast on the sofa for once in front of the tv before you migrate to playing with Bagheera on the floor. She's got a bell on a string that you wave at her.

She bats it a few times before grabbing the bell in her mouth and pulling the stick from your hand.

You giggle and Bagheera cocks her head to the side at the sound.

She looks adorable and you pat Mami's leg.

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Can I have your phone please?" You ask and Mami hands it to you.

You swipe onto her camera quickly and take your pictures of Bagheera looking very cute. She gets bored eventually of sitting in the same spot and curls up in her kitty bed and you migrate back up onto the sofa.

Mama adjusts you so you're on her lap and she pulls up your shirt to run her fingers over your Santa Heart scars.

She does that a lot. She checks them twice every day. Usually when you wake up and then at bathtime. She says that it's just so she knows they're healing correctly but they've been healed for a while now and Mami says it's because Mama is a worrier.

You smile at her though and raise the camera up to take a picture of her face.

You laugh at the silly face she pulls so you snap a few more.

"Mami!" You whine when Mami tries to take her phone back.

"I need it, sunshine," She laughs," It's not just a camera, you know."

You think of the camera hanging in Mama and Mami's room. You know you're not allowed to touch it by yourself because it's big and heavy and it's for the pictures when Mami thinks Mama is looking especially beautiful.

You think that you'd like a camera like that so you ask. You asked Santa for a new heart and you got it. You ask Mama for a camera for yourself too.

"Like Mami's, please?"

Mama hums as she thinks about it, carding her fingers through your hair. "That's a little big for you, sunshine. Maybe when you're older."

You deflate. "Oh."

"But we can get you a polaroid," Mama continues," That's good for your age and it means that your pictures immediately get printed out too."

"Really?" You perk up again.

"We'll pick one out together," Mami says, already booting up her laptop." Come here. Let's have a look."

[funfettifrills]

♣️; caregiver! husk x kid/agere! reader [headcanons]

[all platonic] + my inbox is open for reqs!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪husk is canonically good with kids!! He would be great at taking care of you !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ initially, husk keeps up his grumpy self around you

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but you find yourself enjoying being around him, to you he's a silly little kitty !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ he notices you will sit by him or stay in the same room as him, and he doesn't mind at all

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ at first you're a bit shy, but he tries initiating conversations with you and you happily speak to him a bunch!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ Once your wall of shyness is broken down, you'll find yourself sitting at the bar and info dumping to him about things you like or just your day in general

♡ʚ⁺˖↪He doesn't say much, but he always listens with a small smile on his face while he tends to his bartending tasks

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he has a huge soft spot for you, that he'd deny at first but everyone else at the hotel would clearly notice it

♡ʚ⁺˖↪whenever you go out, he starts going with you. He really wants you to be safe, even if you're in hell

♡ʚ⁺˖↪since you obviously wouldn't be drinking any alcohol, husk starts keeping things like juice at the bar just for you!! He even gets sippy cups !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪even though he doesn't enjoy being a cat, you can't help but call him "kitty."

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ Sometimes, when you want his attention, you'll babble a bit and call out "kitty!"

♡ʚ⁺˖↪if anyone else would call him kitty, he would be sooo livid

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but he loves you and knows you mean no harm, he finds it endearing!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪his default nicknames for you are just 'kid' or 'kiddo'

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he lets you play with his tail !! He just sits nonchalantly as you do it, and the others in the hotel watch in awe over how comfortable Husk is with you

♡ʚ⁺˖↪even if he has a soft spot for you, he's still husk so he's a very patient caregiver but also very stern when he needs to be

♡ʚ⁺˖↪if you get bratty or fussy, he won't hesitate to get you to behave, and he's very effective at it while not being tooooo harsh

♡ʚ⁺˖↪since he loves sleeping, when it's nap time he'll join you sometimes!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he's very comfy to snuggle with cause his fur is surprisingly soft

♡ʚ⁺˖↪as you two sleep, he holds you so gently

♡ʚ⁺˖↪He purrs during these naps too and its silly to feel the vibrations

♡ʚ⁺˖↪whenever you'd be overwhelmed and in tears, he had struggled to deal with it at first because he was intimidated

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Over time, he had learned how to handle those moments with ease and will hold you in his lap as you regulate yourself

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Depending on the severity of your emotions, he'll start doing magic tricks to distract you, and it's effective for calming you down

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he struggles with low self-esteem, so he questions whether he's good enough to be taking care of you (he is much more than good enough!!)

♡ʚ⁺˖↪you're happiest and comfiest with him, sometimes you cling onto his legs as he does random tasks and he just goes on as normal

♡ʚ⁺˖↪before he had gotten onto better terms with Angel, he'd tried to keep you away from him

♡ʚ⁺˖↪But afterward, you become close with Angel as well, and he thinks you're the cutest ever !!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪you and Angel sit at the bar, with you in his lap, and have silly conversations with Husk

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Angel goes insane hearing you get to freely call Husk "kitty"

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ And Angel teases Husk over how soft he's gotten for you, Husk gets embarrassed in response

"Ya' let the kid call you 'kitty?' Why can't I do that too?"

"You are a GROWN man. There's no reason for you to call me that."

"You're just turning into a big softie, ya know?"

"..."

♡ʚ⁺˖↪don't even get me started on how adamant Husk would be to keep you away from Alastor

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but Alastor does find a way to get your attention, much to Husk's dismay...

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he'll find Alastor playing you, and you giggling along, which leaves Husk horrified

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he is really dedicated to keeping you safe from anything that'd cause you harm!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪and he truly wants you to be redeemed, he knows you don't deserve to be in Hell

♡ʚ⁺˖↪overall, he adores you a bunch and would probably kill for you!!!!!!

[agentcricket-art]

take a fuckin’ sip babes

[icarusredwings]

It's Bed Time, Kiddo. Part 1/3

Writing this was kind of hard because imagining being tucked in by THE Wolverine is the safest feeling, and It makes me tired.

No tws!

Standing at the door with all of her things, Vanessa had a bitter sweet smile on her face as she saw how melted Wade was into his shoulder, clinging to him like wax that was still moveable but so warm and content where it was.

"Thanks again for coming on such short notice. And for the food.. how uhm.. How much do I owe you?" He says to her, very gently moving him to the other shoulder in order to grab his wallet.

She shook her head. "Nothin' just... take care of him. He deserves it."

"He does, doesn't he?" He muttered, running a hand over his back as he whined.

"Yeah.. Hey, uhm.. Logan?" She asks, tilting her head and took a breath after moving her weight to the other foot. He could already tell that she was nervous and now he was too. It's not that she wasn't nice and all. It's just.. He's tried being in the middle of stuff before. It never works out for him.. and he didn't want to ruin what they already had going on.

"Look, Vanessa I-"

"I want you to keep this.."

He blinks as she hands him the faded Spiderman sippy cup. Looking at it for a moment, he tried to process what this meant.

"But... this is yours?"

She nods. "I know. I want you to have it."

"...Why?"

Ness rolls her eyes with a sigh. Were all men this stupid?

"Because. He likes it. Just keep it okay? Besides, I'm going to buy some bluey one's soon so.. you know.."

He didn't connect it just yet but was starting to get there. "But.. This is his first cup.."

She nods again. "I know."

Just before Logan could understand, Wade whined something about his "Mommy cuppie" being his favorite.

"Yeah? I know honey. But now it's Kitty's cup. Okay? I uhm... I have work tomarrow. So.."

"Yeah..." He said this as if just now realizing that the transfer of his cup was more than just a cup. He didn't quite understand what exactly but knew that there was something definitely more than her deciding to gift him the old cup.

"Anyway.... Time to get this one to bed. See ya around, Vanessa?"

He asks, giving her a stern look as if threatening to break her skull in half if she was trying to leave him. The both of them. He wasn't ready to take sole responsibility for him, nor knew how to explain to him that Vanessa... left.

In the not so physical kind of way.

She let out a scoff of a chuckle. "Yeah. Just give me a call whenever. Okay? Bye bye baby." She says to Wade, kissing his limp hand.

As if hearing "Bye bye" woke him up, Wade sat up, gruggily and tired. "Noo... no no no noo nooo." He whined, his arms lazily reaching out for her to take him instead. She couldn't leave if he slept on top of her, right? That was his logic, anyway.

Snorting, Logan smiled, closing the door, rubbing his back, and kissing his head. "Oh yeess, yes yes yes yes yeess." He coes, having adored when Wade was like this. Sleepily babbling for Mommy and that he 'wasn't tired' despite both of his eyes struggling to stay open and his chin was leaning on his shoulder, starting to drool.

"Shhh. It's bedtime."

"Nnnoo... mommy.." He groaned, softly kicking his legs as if trying to squirm out of his grip.

"Mommy's going to bed, and you are too. You've had a rough day. Sleep all ya want, Kid."

"MmmMMmfh!!"

"Oh yeah?"

This was Wade's 'If my feet were touching the ground right now, I'd SO stomp my feet' grunt.

"Cranky little thing, ain't you?"

Taking him into the bedroom, he collected his stuffies, laying him down, and began to tuck them in with him the way he liked.

" 'm not liddle.." He mumbled.

"Oh, my mistake. What are you then? A big tough guy?" By now, He was just teasing him. It wasn't often he was so tired that he could treat him this way. It's taken him a bit to get used to the baby talk, but he had to admit it was kind of fun. To be able to tease him.

Wade was so tired that he shrugged.

And yeah, that sounded so messed up, teasing a guy who was just a kid right now, but to Logan, it felt.. natural. Because Wade wasn't a kid in the sense that he's said way worse things with that potty mouth of his, but because Wade kind of enjoyed a bit of fuss. A bit of play fighting. "For Funsies"

"Good night, Wade. Don't let the bedbugs bite." He tells him.

"Kitty.."

"Yeah, Bub?"

He pointed to his star night light.

"Oh, right." He bends down to click it on. "Better?"

No response but a snore. Logan can't help but smile and sigh heavily, beginning to quietly clean up the room of the cryaons and other toys out. He didn't need Althea tripping or dying because of a coloring book.

Finding that crumbled up paper from earlier, He glances back at him, watching as his chest and shoulders rose and fell with each deep breath through an open drooling mouth. God, he was so cute. How could anyone want to hurt him? He quite literally played himself to sleep.

Picking it up, he gently unfolds the crinkles, trying to make out what it said in the dark. Shaking his head, he put it in his pocket, putting everything away before leaving. After silently closing the door, he took out the paper again, curiosity killing the cat.

It said "I Kitty" with a heart made out of blood in the middle of the two words. He knew it was blood because the blood was coming down from a picture of a dead guy. On the drawing, too, was him in his suit, claws drawn and full cowl.

He chuckles, blushing some. Wade had made him extra buff in the picture. So buff that his biceps had biceps and in the other corner was wade in his own costume with big heart eyes.

Was this how he truly saw him? As such a powerful person to rely on? Someone to look at with massive pink heart-shaped eyes?

Coming into the kitchen, he pinned it to the fridge with a hello kitty magnet. "There.." now it was where it belonged. Stuck to the fridge for everyone to see instead of half ripped up on the dirty floor.

[dolly-paws]

my new hello kitty sippie 🎀

[artezza-art]

Kitty sippy

[deuce-t-agere]

X-Men: Evolution CG Storm and Regressor Wolverine headcanons

When Logan comes back from a solo mission he always tries not to let himself regress because he worries the kids will see, he likes to keep his regression as private as possible and doesn’t want to lose the kids’ respect

Ororo will meet him after missions to see how he is doing, if he’s trying not to regress, she’ll use subtle language to help him slip into headspace and then walk with him back to one of their rooms for some baby time, if he’ll let her

Ororo will whisper ask Logan if he went potty before they leave because he might have an accident if he slips

Ororo tries to convince Logan to where a pull-up when they go out while he’s between headspaces, Logan begrudgingly agrees most of the time because it’s slightly less embarrassing than an accident

Kitty saw Ororo leave Logan’s room early one morning after she spent the night helping him regress, a rumor started about them dating that same day, they were extra careful for a while bc they didn’t want anyone accidentally finding out while trying catch them doing coupley things

Logan doesn’t like to eat his veggies, but he always wants whatever Ororo is eating, so Ororo has a system. O: “Do you want any veggies, Little One?” L: “No!” O: “Okay.” *Gives herself extra vegetables* L: “Mama, I have some, please?” Much easier than arguing about how he needs to eat his vegetables

Ororo has to carry a bag with her everywhere they go, not just for Logan’s baby stuff like changing supplies, sippy cup, etc, but to hold all the rocks and sticks he gives her while they’re outside

Logan has “mastered” secretly regressing, sitting silently at the breakfast table, pretending to read a news paper while playing Blue’s Clues songs in his head, they already try not to bother his so early in the morning so might as well take advantage of it if he slips

Ororo keeps little snacks and small toys on her for when Logan slips, so she can make sure he eats and give him something to do subtly until they can get somewhere safe and/or private for him to properly regress

Lots of nature walks while the kids are at school and they don’t have any x-men business to take care of

Logan love to run around the ground and climb trees

Ororo watches him play and sometimes will indulge him in making it rain so he can play in the mud and stomp in puddles

Logan and Ororo will snuggle and watch movies in the common areas sometime while the kids are at school. They don’t do it often because sometimes the kids are still in and out of the house through out the day anyway

The only other people who know are Charles and Hank. They’ve had close calls with Jean and have suspected that maybe she knows but hasn’t said anything

[littleracha]

hii! It’s a little late at night for me but I have an idea! can you do a How would CG OT8 Skz would put their little to sleep? Or wake them up in the morning? (it’s all up to you!)

-☁️

I put these two asks together as I felt like they fit!

CG! SKZ Putting Their Little to Sleep

Chan

Chan wishes he could have spent more time tucking you in tonight. With the new album just on the horizon, he needed to make sure everything was finalized. With a quick kiss to your head and a gentle goodnight,

Chan clicked on your nightlight and left the door ajar.

He wasn't surprised when he heard the pitter-patter of bare feet on the wooden floor of his office. You were used to a much more detailed tuck-in. Chan couldn't help the twist of pain in his heart as he heard your sleepy little voice.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, my little cub? It is past your bedtime, sweetheart. Why are you out of bed?" Chan made sure his expression was soft on the blank computer monitor before turning to you.

"Can't sleep. Daddy didn't do it right"

"Daddy didn't tuck you in the right way, baby?"

You simply nodded

"Well that won't do now will it little cubbie"

With that Chan whisked you off to bed. He snuggled up next to you and read your favorite picture book. As you began to fall deeper asleep, his voice became softer. Soon enough you were passed out on his lap. Maybe the album can wait one more night.

Lee Know

Pajamas? Check. Potty run? Check. Scared off evil monsters? Check. Sippy cup? Check. Baby monitor? Check.

Everything seemed to be crossed off Minho's mental bedtime checklist, the last task was to get you to lie down. Most nights it was a rather tough battle but after a long day out on the town, you were ready for sleep.

"Come here little kitty, Noona has the bed all set up" Minho called for you to come out from the bathroom where you were changing.

"Noonie tuck me in" You crawled under the covers Minho was holding up for you.

"Of course little one! Noona always tucks you in" Minho began to make sure you were as snug as a bug.

It wasn't long after he left the room that something felt off. He missed something, he knew it.

"NOONIE!!!!!" He came rushing in at your alarming cries

"What is it, baby? What made you so upset kitty?"

"Too dark Noonie"

THE NIGHTLIGHT! He forgot to turn on your night light. Minho quickly set up your dinosaur color-changing light on your bedside table. He watched you bop it for a bit until you fell back asleep. Add a nightlight to the mental checklist.

Changbin

Bedtime with Binnie was a challenge, but he was always up for good competition. Currently, you were standing at the side of the bed that lead to the window. Binnie was standing at the side next to the door. All you had to do was distract him and make a run for it. Once you were out the bedroom door, the world was yours!

"Give up little bunny, it's bedtime!" Changbin tried to reason with you. He was so silly for thinking that would work.

Slowly you picked up your stuffy pig named Oinks and chucked it at the wall by Binnie's head. Once he looked stunned you made your getaway. But why were you in the air and not out the door?

"Dada's got you, silly little bunny" Changbin held you up like he just won you at the county fair.

"Dada let me go!" You tried to wiggle out of his hold but it was no use.

"Fair is fair baby, bedtime for you."

You tried to argue with him as he tucked you in. Even went as far as whining as he put on some soft background music. The next thing both of you knew, you were out cold. Wresting a Dwaekki is hard work!

Hyunjin

Most nights you were asleep in Hyunjin's arms before he could get you ready for bed. However, some days your caregiver could tell bedtime was going to be a bit more of a challenge.

These nights usually came when you have been having a hard week or haven't had time to be regressed for a while. He knew how much you wanted to stay up and play but at the same time, little ones like you needed sleep. Especially after such a hard week. So what was his solution? To make bedtime fun!

Hyunjin loved setting up themed bedtimes for you, it was another way he could express his artistic side. Your caregiver was known to go all out when setting up these special nights, spending way more money than he probably should. It was always worth it in his eyes.

When he carried you into the bedroom after your little crying fit, he watched all the tears be replaced with joy. Stars were illuminated on the wall from a projector Hyunjin cleverly hide behind some books. Your comforter was switched with a spaceship blanket and planet pillows were all around the room.

"Mama! Space" you pointed out the theme for the night while wiggling from his hold.

"Yes, little one! We are in space! Mama got a very important call from Space Captian Jinniret, he is lost on one of the planets and we need to rescue him" Hyunjin put on his best narrator voice.

You saluted to Mama as he put you in your new space suit pajamas. When he tried to kiss you on your head you pushed him away, you were on a mission! After hours of searching (15 minutes), you found the captain stuck on Neptune in a broken space suit. You retrieved him and brought him back to the spaceship for safety.

Hyunjin tucked you both in stating that the captain must be cold after being lost for so long. You informed Mama you would stay on the ship to keep an eye on him. Hyunjin watched you drift off to sleep, dreaming of your space adventures.

Han

"Little quokka, you can only pick one movie," Han said followed by a chuckle.

It was predictable at this point. Han would bring you to your bedroom and ask you to pick out a movie to watch while getting ready. He would hope that you would be so immersed in the film that he could finish everything in the background and by the time he was done you would be out like a light. While it worked for the most part, Han never accounted for how hard it was to get you to pick a movie.

"But Oppa! If we watch Finding Nemo then we have to watch finding dory!" He had to admit, you were getting better at reasoning. Han pulled out your pajamas and started to help you change.

"And why is that, Ponyo?"

"Because if we have to find Nemo then it's only fair we find Dory too! Can't not find her" He had to laugh at your adorable conclusion.

"That's very true baby, it would be mean of us to not find Dory." Han tucked you under the blanket and grabbed both movies. "Let's find Nemo first and then we will see if we have the energy to find Dory, deal?"

"Deal!" You gave your caregiver a big nod to seal the agreement.

Han laid your head down on his lap after he got cozy next to you in bed. Before Nemo ever went missing, you were fast asleep.

Felix

Felix has created the perfect plan for bedtime. That plan; do not let you know he is getting you ready for bedtime.

Every night Felix knew he would have to battle you to go to sleep and he never won. Then you would wake up the next morning being cranky over the fact you didn't get enough sleep. You just had so much to do and say, that your little brain doesn't even consider sleep.

"Mommy, then Spiderman met the other spider people!" You toddled behind your caregiver as he put away some dishes.

"Yeah, honey? What else little chick?" Felix lifted you on his hip and carried you to the bathroom.

"Well, then the bad guy gets stronger! And I didn't get scared, ow! Mommy you pulled my hair" You winced as the hairbrush got stuck.

"Mommy is sorry pumpkin" he made sure to be more careful on the next pass-through. "You are so brave for not being scared"

"Mhm then um then…then Spiderman uses his powers to defeat him" Your speech started to get slurred and a big yawn threatened to escape your lips.

"He must be pretty powerful" Felix chuckled as your story started to not make sense.

"Then he um he….miles…spiderman…yeah" Your eyes grew heavy as Felix tucked you into your bed.

"Goodnight my little superhero" Felix kissed your sleepy head as you began to snore.

Seungmin

"Minnie in the building!" You jumped off the couch and ran over to your caregiver as he entered the front door. When he left for work this morning, he could see the glint of regression in your eyes. Seungmin hated that he had to leave you but this had happened before.

Throughout the day he was constantly calling and texting you. He would ask you to send pictures of lunch and dinner to make sure his little one was eating something other than candy. He called you on his lunch break to tuck you in for a nap. Voice notes often contained other reminders and simple little questions to keep you regressed. It was hard but it was the best either of you could do.

The last voice note he sent was reminding you bedtime was in half an hour. That one was recorded 2 hours ago. When you didn't respond he assumed you had already fallen asleep. Much to his surprise, you were very awake.

"Little one is not in the bed!" He said with the same energy as his iconic line. Seungmin whisked you up and cradled you in close. The giggle you let out was electrifying. He wanted so badly to sit down and play but it was already nearing 1 am.

"Minnie, couldn't sleep" Your little sleeve-covered fist rubbed your eye and showed just how tired you were. Seungmin could tell it wasn't that you couldn't sleep, rather you weren't letting yourself.

"Little pup, Minnie is here now. Shhhh my sleepy little thing" he pulled you in close and rocked you back and forth. "Let's get you to bed, firefly."

Seungmin laid you down in bed and tucked your two favorite stuffies in with you. As he stroked your hair and whispered sweet little things to you, he could tell something was wrong.

"What's up, sweetie? What is keeping my little one up?"

"Too loud" you pointed to your head.

"Awh honey, is your brain being too loud right now?" All he got was a weak nod in response. "Maybe we need to fill it with something else instead. Maybe a lullaby?" He melted as your features lit up.

Seungmin got himself situated in bed with you and laid your head on his lap. He sang soft melodic tunes to you until he felt your body become a weight. He stayed until the song was finished.

I.N.

Bedtime was one of Jeongin's favorite times with you. He got to snuggle up with his little one and read together. Every night your caregiver made sure to grab a selection of books to choose from. Some were simple picture books while others were shorter chaptered stories.

If you were his tiny baby, Jeongin would read the words out to you while you babbled away.

"Little Kit, look at you! Reading better than Innie can!"

If you were more of a toddler then your caregiver would read you the stories and ask you to point things out.

"'Then the fox snuck into the rabbit's home looking for a bite to eat'. Can you show Innie where the fox went? Through that big window? I think we have a little detective right here!"

And if you were more in a kid headspace, Jeongin would popcorn read the paragraphs with you.

"Okay kiddo, this next paragraph is a big one so why don't we break it in half? You read the first part and Innie will read the rest."

After he finished a book, or two, something three; it was off to bedtime for you. Once the sentences started to become mushy and your attention faded elsewhere, Jeongin knew sleep was fast approaching.

He always read one final story, one he memorized by heart. It was a story about a smart little one who dreamt about all the big adventures they'll have one day.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Unsolicited 25

Warnings: bad self-thought/talk, bullying, insults, low self-esteem, money problems, oral/noncon, coercion, cum, some untagged sexual and dark elements.

Wouldn’t mind some feedback! Lloyd was driving me nuts so I had to do it. Thank you in advance 💜

Masterlist

You bring Lloyd a second cup of coffee with his breakfast. A plate of crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, and toast. As you step back, he sucks his teeth and lifts the mug with a subtle shake of his head.

"I like my eggs sunny side up," he sneers.

"You didn't say," you reply flatly.

"You didn't ask!" He grabs the plate and flings it so it flies like a frisbee, the food falling all around. It smashes against the wall and you hold back a sigh. "Do it right."

You swallow and withhold a retort. Something that might make you sound like a mother scolding her child; there are starving children in the world. You push your tongue against your palette as you calm yourself.

"Yes, daddy," you go and gather up the larger pieces of glass before retreating to the kitchen. You return with a broom and sweep up the food into the dust pan. He doesn't say a word but you feel him watching you.

You start again. Several more strips of bacon sizzling as you time dropping the eggs in the pan just right. More toast, buttered and cut down the middle. You set it out on a new plate and take it out to him.

"Salt and pepper?" You offer, barely keeping a trite lilt out of your tone.

He waves you away with his hand. You step back as he plucks up a piece of bacon with his fingers and bites into it. Again, you're startled by his naked lip, he looks like an entirely different person even if he is back to the same old attitude.

You turn on your heel and stride to the door. He clears his throat and gulps loudly from his mug.

"Wait a minute, kitty cat," he calls you back, "need more coffee."

He plunks the cup down and you push your shoulders back rigidly. You spin, walking tersely across the room, the tall heels hammering against the floorboards. You take his cup as his eyes twinkle at you and he stabs the yolk with his fork.

You make yourself stay calm. It's difficult. He knows what he's doing. So do you. Needling at you. Punishing you.

You go back into the kitchen and pour another cup. It takes every ounce of your strength not to spit in it. You bring it to him with the same sickly smile. As you set it down, he smacks his lips and sits back.

"You ever heard of beer goggles?" He asks as you lean back on your heel, pausing before you can flee for the excuse of tidying up.

"Sure."

"Yeah, trust me, you're about fifty percent hotter when I'm drunk," he snickers.

"Thank you," you say dryly, "is that it? Can I get you anything else? A bib? Or maybe a sippy cup? Keep you from spilling–"

"Watch your mouth," he warns as he points the butter knife at you.

You close your mouth and nod. You stare at him and he sighs. He looks at his plate and plays with his food, dragging the tines over the cooked whites.

"Actually, I could use one more thing. Best thing, it will keep your mouth busy."

You narrow your eyes and raise your shoulders. What?

He looks down his body as he sits back and smiles at his crotch. He wiggles his hips and purrs, lifting his chin as he turns his smirk back on you.

"You know how I like it, babe," he taunts and your nostrils flare. Babe. You hate that word. It reminds you of…before. "It's the one thing you do right. Hmm? Your coffee? Too strong. Your eggs? Too runny. But that mouth, just right." He snorts as his dumb joke, "so let's play, Goldicocks."

You can barely keep from smacking him. You curl your fingers then stretch them back out. He notices, grinning larger as his eyes fall to your hand.

"I fucking dare you," he snarls.

You inhale and shake your fingers out. You won't let him get to you. You move closer and touch the edge of the table, about to get to your knees and get it over with.

"Maybe if the old husband had a couple every night, he wouldn't be hanging around late at the office. Or maybe, that's how it happened? A couple too many–"

You swing your arm back and slap him full force, the noise echoing in the air. Your palm stings as you gasp and pull your hand away. What did you just do?

His fork clinks on the plate as he leans back, raising his fingertips to his rosy cheek. His lip twitches as his blue eyes follow you, crisp and cold. He lowers his hands and pushes himself up with the wooden armrests, the chair scraping loudly.

"You're a stupid fucking bimbo, you know that?" He says as he comes closer. You take a step back but he catches you by the throat, "you fucking are. You still care about that deadbeat and we both know he never gave a fuck about you."

"You don't either," you hiss.

He squeezes and glares at you, his throat tightening visibly, "I fucking don't but I never pretended I did, did I?"

"No," you choke out.

"Correct," he says sharply, "so take your feelings out of this," he leans in so his jose brushes yours, "and suck me off."

He lets you go, his hands falling to the front of the pink robe he still wears. You blow out between your lips and grab the belt, you rip it open roughly.

"And you're assuming I give a fuck about you," you spit defiantly.

His tongue peeks out of his mouth as you blindly feel along his stomach, your gaze stuck to his. His muscles clench as you tickle down his pelvis and take his bobbing dick in your hand, swiping around his tip so he twitches. A low growl rolls from his throat.

You stroke him and take a step back. You don't look away as you get to your knees. You work him, long and slow pumps as you hover your lips before his swollen head. You will not let him win.

You open your mouth around him and take his tip firmly between your lips. He watches you, chest rising and falling, unable to tear his eyes from you. You flick your tongue around and he grunts, grabbing your shoulder gruffly.

You slide down his length, pushing your tongue against him until you reach the back of your throat. You bring your hands up to grip his hips and force him past your reflex. The tendons in his neck throb and he lets out a groan.

You brush your hand down the line of his pelvis and cup his balls, squeezing them as you take him completely. You hum and pull back, letting him out as only his tip rests against your lower lip. You swirl your tongue around him once more, still holding him rapt with your burning gaze.

"Oh, daddy," you part and let his dick stand on its own, "I'll be what you want. A set of holes." You pout stupidly, raising your voice an octave. You kiss his tip and sigh mockingly, "I'm your omindless little slut."

His lip curls as a battle rages in his bold irises. He growls and catches the back of your head, forcing you to take him again. You open and swallow him down smoothly.

That's all you need to do is stop thinking. Stop feeling. He'll get bored soon.