#starts sobbing loudly and uncontrollably

[longelk]

i was thinking about this

when leshy first begins the game, he is very gentle with who he presumes is kaycee. "perhaps you have forgotten how this game is played"

he's not mad at her for leaving or mad at her for not saying goodbye. he's kindly explaining the rules back to her because he's more eager to play and to see her than the fact she's been gone for years and years.

i was writing her and the thought suddenly occurred to me. you'll be able to read the fic soon <3

-cyberflashback

yes!! yess!! i love interpreting the beginning of the game as him saying hi to kaycee again!

after all the wording of his introduction is curious, even though he calls you a 'new' challenger he specifically says you might have 'forgotten' how the game is played and he wants to 'remind' you, implying you've played with him before.. and of course he's only ever played with one other person up until that point...

he's just so happy to see her again, or was at least hopeful it was her 😭😭

[ravenslvt]

can’t stop thinking about boss! leon kennedy who is just obsessed with how your pussy feels around him :(((((

how he’d tease you oh so much while bending you over his desk during your break. lifting up your cute little pencil skirt and fucking you like he hated you.

he leans forward, thrusting into you at a bruising pace, his hot breath against your ear as he whispered, "you like that, baby? you like being fucked on my desk like the dirty little whore you are?" he’d practically laugh as you whine against him.

he’d hold your writhing hips still as he pounds into you, ignoring your moans. you could feel his cock practically throb inside of you as you sqeeze him tight.

his desk would creak as his hips moved against your own. his pace quickens, his grip on your hips tightens, leaving a bruising, but pleasureable pain.

“f-fuck leon!” you’d whine into the air. he just chuckles, his thrusts slowing, but going deeper than you thought was possible.

“such a needy little slut” he’d whisper in your ear.

if anyone were to walk by his office, you were sure they’d hear your moans and pleas, along with the sound of skin slapping together loudly.

but boss! leon kennedy didn’t care. he was basically pussy drunk off the sounds you were making, along with how well you take him.

when he knew you were about to cum, he’d lean into your ear.

“you feel so fucking perfect around me. it’s like you were fucking made for me.” his breathing would start to get a little heavier, thrusts more powerful and sloppy.

“please, leon!” you’d beg, gripping the edge of his polished wooden desk.

“please what, baby? you gonna cum all over my cock for me?” he’d tease, kissing then biting your neck, making you almost scream.

“c’mon, cum for me, baby, i know you want to.” god the sound of his voice alone almost made you cum instantly. your eyes screw shut as you whine mixes of curses and his name over and over like a prayer, so close to completion.

“that’s it, pretty. gonna let me finish inside you? walk around the office all day with my cum dripping out of that pretty pussy like the fucking whore you are?” his thrusts were uncontrollable now. your forehead leaned against the hard desk.

“yes yes please, leon, fuck!” is all you can say before he covers your mouth (he knows if he didn’t you’d let the entire office know what was going on, if they didn’t know already). you came with a sob, squeezing his cock so tight he hissed as his free hand gripped your waist. he shot his hot seed inside of you and rode out a few more thrusts before slowing down and stopping.

both of you are panting and sweating, you whine in overstimulation of his cock still inside of you. he was still half hard.

“one more time?” this was the third time he’s said this.

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[leah-lover]

A person more than an athlete. Nika mühl x reader

Love always had a way of consuming you. Whether it was your friendships, relationships with your parents, your friends, or even your romantic relationships, you felt the love in every part of your body. You loved deeply and wholeheartedly.

You were also a dedicated person. You gave your career all you had which in turn got you a championship in your freshman year.

Women's sports were trending, and you were on top of the pyramid. From sponsorship deals, to ads, interviews, and magazine shoots, you were everywhere. The spotlight didn't mean much to you though. All you cared about was the sleeping body next to you.

Nika was to you the prettiest girl in the world. For her you would absolutely do anything.

“ Good morning.” You whisper into her ear before you kiss her shoulder. “ Morning.” she responds, shifting to lay on her back.

You two start kissing. The kisses were short and sweet which left you needing much more. “ Baby I am gonna be late for class.” She says after pulling out.

“ But…” you start to protest before she cuts you off. “ Babe I still have to go all the way to my room, get ready and go to class. We will finish this later okay?” She says before getting out of bed. You sigh loudly as she wears her shirt and gets her stuff. “ I love you “ you say although what you say isn't clear because your face is hidden by a pillow. “ I love you too. I will see you in practice.” she says before she leaves.

The rest of the day went as usual. You got ready for class, which you attended. You then changed into your huskies' track suit and went to the gym.

You started out training all right. You did your activation, some shooting drills, lifted some weights and got some cardio done.

You didn't talk nika during all of this because coach geno sat you all down in the first session of the year and said. “ You all are UConn players now, you have a big legacy to follow. You need to focus, work hard and train hard, and while you are part of this team relationships with your teammates are absolutely forbidden.” However, you couldn't help but fall in love with the Croatian international, she captured your heart more than basketball everdid.

You thought something was up when the coach asked nika to go to his office for a chat but you didn't give it much thought instead you hung out with Paige and Kk. You didn't see nika leave because you were too busy learning a new dance with Paige.

“ Hey, can you give me a minute?” said the coach to you.

You then enter his office with an unsettling feeling in your stomach.

“What's up coach? “ you say as you dit opposite his desk.

“ Look, I am gonna be as straight with you as I was with nika. You heard what I said the very first time you came to this gym. And you know what is gonna happen now.”

“ Coach with all do respect you can't do this. We are good assets to this team and we have been performing well. We won a whole championship last year while being together.”

“ I'm afraid it is not up for questioning. You will terminate this relationship. You agreed to this when you first signed the contract with us. The contract stated that inter team relationships are forbidden. Plus Nina already agreed to it.”

You didn't know how you got out of that office or how you walked across campus to your dorm. All you knew was that Nika and you were done.

You opened your door, got in and sat on the floor as soon as you closed it. You started to uncontrollably sob. That's when you feel familiar hands wrap around you. Her smell and her touch were comforting.

“ I love you so much.” she whispered in your ear. You could feel her tears on your cheeks.

“ he said you agreed to the bullshit he said.” you say wiping your tears.

“ I couldn't not agree. If he cuts me from the team I am done. I have to go back home and all of this will be for nothing.”

“ We can keep it a secret again. I don't want to live without you.”

“ Baby, if he catches us again we can't come back from it. I love you so much baby but I can't.”

You kiss each other multiple times while holding one another on the floor of your dorm. Nika then leaves and you stay on the floor heartbroken for a long time.

You flipped a switch as soon as she left the door knowing that you aren't gonna wake up next to her, sleep next to her, kiss her, or be inside her.

The next day at training was miserable to say the least. You didn't sleep the night before, you didn't smile, or talk to anybody. Your performance displayed your sadness. You were missing easy shots, and you clearly weren't focused. You didnt talk to nika or look at her. You started like that for 2 weeks you didnt talk to anybody, all you thought about was how much you modded her touch.

“ baby please don't do this.” said nika to you one the way to practice. “ We need to talk.” she says before she pulled you into the medic’s room.

As soon as she closed the door, she pinned you to the wall and started kissing you. You missed the taste of her lips, the weight of her hands on your waist, the way her hands rubbed you sides and her tongue swiped across your.

“ i missed you so fucking much.” she says after pulling out.

“ I am not whole without you. I can't do anything without you. I missed you so much.” you say before kissing her again. You were hungry for her, you needed her more than anything in the world.

“ I don't like this without you. Would you please come back to me?.” she asks while swiping her thumb on your cheek.

“ if it cost me my life to be with you again.” you respond.

'I love you baby.’ she adds.

“ I love you more than you will ever know.” you respond.

[moremaybank]

SQUIRTING — j.m

pairing jj maybank x fem!reader

warnings unprotected sex, fingering, oral (fem. receiving), squirting (duh), overstimulation, language/dirty talk

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“Fuck! Yes, J, don’t stop. ‘M gonna—”

Your words were halted when your orgasm slammed into you. Your release rushed out, juices coating the entirety of JJ’s pelvis. He was almost grinning, elated that he’d gotten you to squirt. His hips didn’t falter, and he only fucked you harder while thumbing at your puffy clit. The smack of his balls against your ass was delicious as he pounded into you and overwhelmed your weeping cunt. 

“J, enough. I need to b-breathe.” Your hand splayed across his abs as you tried to stop him, but his hand wrapped around your wrist and removed it from his torso. 

“We’re not stopping, princess. Lie back and take it.” He pulled out of you, gripping his cock and flicking the head up and down on your clit with vigorous movements. You squealed, feeling your legs start to shake from the stimulation. You felt the coil burning deep in your stomach already, and due to your earlier release, JJ pulled this next one from you with little time and effort. Your juices poured out of you, again and again, so much that you couldn’t believe you were holding all of it inside you. 

“Yeah, that’s it. Look at that, mama. Guess you could take it after all.” 

The smirk on his lips never left as he sank to his knees and pushed his fingers inside of you. The cool metal of his rings pressed against your swollen lips, making goosebumps prick up instantly on your skin. Your hips fussed, writhing around as they tried to escape him, but JJ planted a large palm on your pelvis, keeping you pressed to the mattress. “Stay still. We’re not finished until I say we’re finished.” 

JJ’s pink lips circled your clit, sucking harshly as his fingers punted at that enchanting spot inside you. Your gummy walls quivered against his touch, the heat of your flesh resembling a fire thanks to his magical actions. Cum gushed out of your entrance, soon followed by more of your overflowing juices. 

“J-J, please. I’m tired, can’t give you any more,” you whimpered. Salty tears ran down your cheeks as you mustered up all your remaining energy to lean up onto your elbows. You pouted up at him pathetically, eyes begging for him to take it easy on you and give you a much-needed break. 

His mouth abandoned your bud. “Don’t say that, baby. You can. Know you can. Give it to me, want it all.” 

His fingers didn’t stop from curling up at your g-spot, and he watched you fall back onto the mattress as you cried. Your legs wobbled, losing their strength to remain upright. They closed off to him somewhat, so his hand hooked under the back of your knee and he opened you back up. 

“C’mon. Spray my face, princess. Don’t you wanna taste yourself on me?” His question made your brain fuzzy and more far gone than it already was. The thought of licking up your release from his lips was enough of an incentive to stop fighting, stop resisting. You nodded, still crying as you opened your legs for him further. 

“There we go,” he grinned. “That’s my good girl.” 

He quickened his thick fingers, and his lips wrapped around your clit once more. He sucked and flicked at it with his tongue relentlessly, all while keeping up his efforts on your sweet spot. Your hands wandered, gripping at everything that surrounded you before finding home in JJ’s unruly locks. 

“G-Gonna cum, J,” you warned, your fingers gripping and yanking on his strands. He didn’t answer, but instead, he hummed into you, sending vibrations through your core and up your spine. All he could hear was a loud sob, followed by the sound of you gasping loudly. His eyes flit up to yours, watching them roll back as your thighs squeezed his head. You rolled your hips uncontrollably against his mouth and fingers, squirting again for him. JJ drank it up, your juices coating his tongue. 

“Okay. Okay. No more, J, I—”

Your words died on your tongue when JJ rose from between your legs, his free hand cupping your jaw. His fingers pressed into your cheeks, summoning your lips to part for him. He spat what was left of your juices into your mouth, watching your tongue eagerly dart out past your lips to lick it all up. You whined as JJ’s fingers continued to rut into you, though his pace had slowed. 

“Taste good, don’t you, mama?” 

You nodded, one hand gripping his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Your tongues danced as you strived to taste more of yourself in his mouth. “So good,” you mumbled against his lips. 

“Good enough to go again?” 

You almost glared at him. “I would slap you right now if what you did didn’t feel so amazing.” 

“Joke’s on you. I’d like it.”��

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[chrisbesitos]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀scared of storms.

( warnings: fluff, panic, cursing.

( synopsis: storms scare you and you are embarrassed to tell chris about this.

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Rain drops falling outside, hitting against the window. Lightning out there, the lights lightening the dark room and the loud thunder making your whole body shake. It's late, Chris is passed out on your side, his back facing you and his face smashed on the pillow, lightly snoring. At first, you tried to sleep, you hugged Chris' body and laid your head on his back, but when you listened to the thunder outside, you felt too scared to sleep.

Now, sitting on the bed, hugging your legs and your chin rested on the knee. Fat tears rolling through your cheeks, trying to not sob loudly, because you didn't want to wake up Chris. He didn't know you're scared of storms, just little kids are scared of storms.

"Doll?" He called, you didn't answer. Chris leaned himself to look better at you, he touched your knee and massaged the cold skin. "Hey, look at me." He said in a lower tone, concerned about his girl.

Another thunder out there, you bite your lower lip, holding your sobs. You rested your forehead on your knee, your shoulders started to shake and uncontrollably sobs erupt from your throat. Your loud cry ended up waking Chris, he opened his drowsy eyes, he lifted his body supporting his elbow on the bed, with his eyebrows frowned he looked at you. Shrunken and shaking, he quickly sat on the bed and turned the nightstand lamp on.

You slowly lifted your head, your face was filled with tears, your little nose red and the eyes puffy and glassy. More sobs erupted, Chris involved you in his arms and rested you on his chest, caressing your back. When the loud sound of another thunder filled your ears, you squinted your eyes and covered your ears with your hands.

Chris looked at the window, that's when he realized it was raining. He genuinely loves sleep when it's raining out there, he doesn't care about the thunder and lightning, he actually likes it. But you don't, you're in panic in a way he never had seen before. He left the bed to close the curtains, you looked at him with panic in your eyes.

"Don't leave me alone, please." You sobbed, Chris stopped and held your hand, massaging the back with his thumb.

"I'm gonna close the curtains, I'll be quick, 'kay?" Chris said, but you shook your head. You didn't want to be alone, but if he didn't close the curtains, you'll still keep seeing the lights from the lighting. "I'll promise you I'll be quick, I'm still here."

Chris left her hand, but kept looking at you. He closed the curtains, because he forgot to close them before they went to bed. Chris walks back to the bed, climbing on the mattress to be with you again. He held you and pulled to your lap, caressing your back and giving your kisses on the face.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here with you, babydoll." Chris whispered, rocking your body slightly.

You closed your eyes, feeling comfortable in Chris' arms, feeling the panic dissipating. Your body is still shaking, you couldn't help it. Like magic, the rain started to stop, no thunder and no lightning anymore. Your head was dizzy, hurting a bit because of the stress, you finally felt ready to face Chris after a while with your head hiding on the crook of his neck.

"Ya' good, doll?" He asked, massaging her scalp. You closed your eyes, taking a shaky breath slowly shaking your head.

"My head hurts now." You murmured, Chris nodded, gently brushing his thumb on your cheek, cleaning the water from the tears in there. "Right here." You pointed at the middle of your forehead.

"I'm gonna get you a med, 'kay?" He said and you nodded, Chris' lips leaned into a small smile.

He kissed your forehead before getting out of the bed, you were okay to be alone for a bit. He lowered himself to pick one of the plushies on the floor, the hello kitty, and gave it to you. A small smile appeared on your lips, grabbing the plushie and hugging against her chest. He walked out of the room, moving towards the bathroom to get the med that you need, you already have a water bottle on the nightstand.

He returned, finding you laying in the bed facing the ceiling with your hello kitty in arms. Chris sat in the corner of the bed, rubbing your shoulder, you sat with his help and took it the med he brought. You rested your head on his chest, sighting tired, Chris massaged her scalp.

"Why didn't ya' tell me?" He asked.

"I was embarrassed to tell you that I'm afraid of storms." You admitted, lifting your head to stare at him with your glassy eyes. He tugged your hair behind your ear, shaking his head with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Don't be, doll. You don't have to feel embarrassed around me, I would never make fun of you." Chris said, he held her hand and gave a kiss on the back. "I would've made you feel safe if you had told me."

"I'm sorry, my mom used to say this is stupid and I feel embarrassed." You looked down, Chris knows how your relationship with your mom is not good and this affects you now. He just embraced you on his arms and gave a kiss on your hair.

"Fuck your goddamn mother, I'll never treat you like her." Chris said, laying you back in bed and covering your body with the fluffy pink blanket. Your hello kitty is still on your chest, normally he would grab her and throw it on the floor, but not today. You're not in the mood for his jokes. "Don't hide things from me, doll. Please."

You just nodded, too tired to say anything. Chris embraced you from the back, his chin resting on your head, for tonight he'll be the big spoon, you the small spoon and hello kitty your small spoon. He just fell asleep when you were snoring, but if you wake up scared again, he'll wake too and do everything all again until you're comfortable.

fun fact: storms scares me too ;)

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[darylsdeadboy]

my mind is so fixated on big, mean(ish)! daryl…

ftm reader !

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he comes back home, angry after an unsuccessful mission. You don’t even get the chance to greet him before he’s already taking you by your forearm and dragging you upstairs. He pulls you into your shared bedroom with him, slamming the door shut behind him and shoving you on the bed, starting to unbuckle his belt.

the belt falls to the ground with a loud clank, his baggy pants falling down his thighs, just enough so his heavy cock flops out, red and leaking pre.

you were shook at just how big he is, at least a good 8 inches, and he was thick too. you were almost frightened, how was that gonna fit in you? he grabs your thighs with his big hands, pulling you towards him and roughly tugging your boxers down your thighs, exposing your wet and needy cunt. a growl comes from deep in his throat at the sight, one that’s feral-sounding, like a dog. it only made you wetter.

“fuckin’ whore, drippin’ when i ain’t even done anythin’ yet.”

he grabbed the base of his dick, guiding it towards your entrance. the tip pressed against it, stretching you slowly, making you whimper in pain and involuntarily back away from the intrusion, in which daryl effortlessly manhandled you back towards him again, placing a firm slap on your ass.

“Don’t try an’ squirm away now. Ya gon’ take this big dick. Ain’t nothin’ ya ain’t had before.”

you whined. “No daryl, ‘s not gonna fit.. you’ll rip me open with that thing..”

he grunted at those words, feeling his cock twitch in his hand. he guided it back towards your awaiting hole once again, the tip starting to enter you. “quit yer whinin’, i’ll make it fit. m’ boy’s such a good fuck, he can take anythin’.”

he kept pushing, till he was balls deep in you, making him groan loudly, while you were under him whining like a hurt puppy, your cunt fluttering around his cock.

“fuck, yer so tight. gon’ rip this pussy in half..”

with his hands grasping your thighs tight, he started to pound into you mercilessly, the room filling with a loud, wet slapping sound combined with your sobs of pleasure and occasional grunts from daryl.

you tried to hold onto him, face nuzzled into his neck and nails digging into his back, holding onto him for dear life, but he just pinned you down to the bed, holding both of your wrists in one hand.

he would lean down, saying dirty, sweet whispers in your ear. “Ya take it so fuckin’ good, sunshine. Yer lil’ cunt was made fer a dick like mine. Such a good boy.”

it’s not long before you’re a mess on his cock, nonsense babbling coming from you and your hips shuddering uncontrollably, wetness leaking all over his dick. he can see that you’re close.

“C’mon, cum on m’dick. Wanna see m’ pretty lil’ slut cum fer me.”

those words send you over the edge, your back arching and your head lolling back as you squirt all over his cock, lower half shaking in the process.

daryl makes that same feral growl again after you finish, speeding up his thrusts. “‘M gonna cum, boy, gon’ fill this lil’ pussy up..”

with one final thrust, he climaxes, pumping your stomach full of his cum. he grunts, then pulls out, watching as your pussy leaks his fluids. “Ah, yeah, fuck..”

then he’d kiss you on your forehead, clean you up, and cuddle you to sleep, wrapped up in his strong arms. ♥︎

maybe i should expand on this idea…. 🎀

[christhopersturniolo]

୨ pregnancy test ୧ matt

summary: y/n finds out she’s pregnant for the second time.

notes: english is not my first language, so i’m sorry for any mistake! 1.2k words.

warnings: fluff, cussing, sad, panic attack.

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Me and Matt have been dating for the past 5 years, we live together and we also have a 2 years old little kid, called Evie. Well, being honest, Evie wasn’t really expected, but she was never a problem. We do love having Evie at home, even It being a little bit exhausting.

Lately my stomach has not been the best. I've been feeling nauseous all the time. I throw up almost every night, and on top of it, my period is late.

Am I pregnant?

I didn’t told any of this to Matt, and honestly, I really don’t know how he would react. I mean, we never talked about a second child, he never talked about another child, he probably doesn’t even want another child. Fuck really I gotta stop overthinking.

Now, In bed, Matt just fell asleep. And I’m struggling to. I just can’t fall asleep thinking that I can possibly be pregnant.

I get up quietly, trying not to wake up Matt. I go over to the bathroom and I close the door behind me. I look at myself in the mirror. I look tired. I take a deep breath. With shaky hands, I reach out for the pregnancy test that I bought yesterday. I do the test. I wait and wait. I bit my nails stressful. I start getting anxious.

As soon as I check the test, positive. Holy fuck. There’s no way this is actually happening.

My vision blurs, the whole room feels like It’s spinning. I sit on the floor, trying to stay calm. Each breath comes in short, ragged gasps as I fight against the suffocating weight of my anxiety. Tears stream down my cheeks uncontrollably as my heart races. I need Matt. I need to be in his arms. But what will he say?

Im sobbing completely, I can’t see a shit, my panic attack is just getting worst.

I start hearing steps in the hallway. I know it’s Matt, I hide the test behind me. He opens the door. “Babe why are you not in bed-“ Matt's sleepy and concerned voice trails off as he notices me crying on the floor, he automatically sits down next to me and pulls me into a hug, his arms wrapping around me with a comforting strength that I desperately need in that moment.

I bury my face against his chest, my tears soaking into the fabric of his shirt as he holds me close. I cling to him desperately, my body shaking with sobs as he holds me tight.

"Shh.. It's okay.. I'm right here for you.. Focus on me babe..” I keep sobbing and crying aggressively, non stop.

Matt cups my cheeks with his hands, lifting my head from his chest. “I need you to take a deep breath in..” He demonstrates how to do It. “Now, let it out..”

After a few moments of breathing, he asks. “Can you please tell me what’s going on love?”

With tears still streaming down my cheeks, I swallow hard, and I finally start talking. “I.. Took a pregnancy test..” With trembling hands, I reach for the pregnancy test hidden behind me, my heart pounding in my chest as I hold it out for him to see.

Matt's eyes widen. Then, without a word, Matt gently takes the test from my trembling hands, his gaze fixed on the plastic stick.

I start feeling desperate, loosing my breath again. “I think I’m pregnant, I’m sorry..”

Matt's expression softens as he looks at me. "Don’t cry.. it’s okay.. It’s not a bad thing.." He murmurs, pulling me into his embrace once more.

"It is a bad thing, Matt" I finally manage to choke out. "I know you don't want this kid."

Matt's arms tighten around me, his embrace a comforting me. "Hey.. hey.." He murmurs softly, his fingers gently tracing circles on my back. "I never said that..” He pauses “I know.. Hmm.. I know It wasn’t the plan, but I do want this kid, okay?” He says looking into my eyes.

"It's not that simple, Matt.." I whisper, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I can't just pretend that everything is okay when it's clearly not.” I sob, loudly.

He looks at me sadly, not knowing exactly what to answer. “Why don’t we go back to our room and talk better there? Huh?” He says in a comforting tone.

I nod, sniffing. He helps me getting back up and we make our way to the bed. We lay down, I cuddle with Matt, my head on his chest, like a pillow. I cry. He strokes my hair, trying to comfort me. “Are you mad at me?” I lift my head, facing him.

His hand strokes my hair softly as he looks into my eyes. "Hey, listen to me" he murmurs, his voice gentle. "I could never be mad at you, okay?” He pulls me closer. “I could never be mad at you for something like this, don’t overthink It..” He kisses my forehead.

I let out a shaky breath. "I’m scared.." I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "What about Evie, Matt?”

He spreads kisses on my face, and wipes my tears away with his thumb. “Evie will love to have a sister, I promise you.”

“I’m not ready Matt.. What if she feels left out, or if we can't give her enough attention with another baby?” I sniff, sadly. “I’m not even a good mom.." Words catching in my throat.

He pulls away slightly, his brows furrowing with a mix of confusion and frustration. "What do you mean you are not a good mom?" He asks, like I’m lying to his face. "Where is this coming from?"

I stay silent, feeling the weight of his words sinking in. Matt's tone is firm, his frustration evident as he waits for my response.

“Look at me. I don’t wanna hear those words coming out of your mouth ever again.”

"You're an amazing mom. Evie adores you, and so do I. You do the best you can, and that's all that matters. I don’t wanna hear that stupid shit again, do you understand that?”

I struggle to accept his words, the weight of my insecurities. "I'm sorry Matt.." I whisper, tears streaming down my cheeks once again. "I'm trying, I really am, I swear... But sometimes, it just feels like I'm not enough.." I completely break down again, crying even more than before.

As I break down in tears once more, Matt pulls me even closer, his arms a comforting shield around me. “Shh..“

“I love you so much, I don’t want you to leave me..” I say sobbing, hugging him the tighter and tighter.

“I love you too.. I’m not leaving you, I’m not going anywhere.” I cling into his body, leaving stains of my tears on his shirt.

"I'm just so scared" I admit, my voice trembling with vulnerability.

“You are safe with me, I’m not leaving you ever.” He keeps looking into my eyes while I avoid eye contact.

I shake my head as a no, getting more overwhelmed about all of this. “I don’t know If I can do this.”

“Everything will be just fine, I promise you.”

After some good twenty minutes, still with his arms around me, I start relaxing again. Tears continue to fall, but they're softer now. He continues to shower me with affection, leaving my face with gentle kisses and soft caresses, his fingers on my hair, I feel the tension slowly melting away, until we both fall asleep.

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i was so confused about what to do at the end, i hate this sm but i don’t have anything to post 😭😭

[guccifrog]

WRONG NUMBER P12

matt sturniolo x f!reader

idk what to feel about this one tbh 🤓

y/n's pov

"Here," Chris said handing me a soda can, I took it and nodded my thanks. We've been all sitting in the waiting room for the past four hours, since I got to the hospital first thing in the morning, no one was allowed to see Matt. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, every time the doctors opened the door.

Nick sat wide awake, his head resting on my shoulder as I stroked his hair back from his forehead. His eyes never left the door, and every time it swung open, he tensed. Chris was sitting on the floor next to us, his head in his hands. He kept checking his phone, only to sigh and put it away again. The triplets' mom, whose name I learned was Marylou, sat across from us with their dad. Her eyes were red from crying, but she tried to keep a brave face on for her kids.

The clock on the wall ticked loudly, the seconds seeming to drag on for an eternity. I glanced at Nick, trying to think of something to say to take his mind off the waiting, but every time I opened my mouth, my voice caught in my throat.

Marylou shifted in her seat and glanced at me, then back at her Nick. She caught my eye for a moment and gave me a small, sad smile. I really wanted to go over and hug her, to tell her that everything would be okay, but I didn't know what to say to someone who was facing what they were facing.

The door suddenly opened, and a doctor came out, her expression serious. My stomach clenched in fear as she walked over to us. "I'm sorry to say," she began, her voice quiet but firm, "that the surgery was not successful." Nick's head shot up, his eyes wide with disbelief. "The patient has sustained too much damage, and his organs have begun to shut down. We've done everything we can, but…" She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.

I felt like the world had stopped spinning as the doctor spoke those words. Is that it? Is this how it ends? it's that simple?

Nick started to shake uncontrollably, his eyes filling with tears. He buried his face in my shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably. I wrapped my arms around him, unable to believe what I was hearing. Chris threw his arms around us both, sobbing into Nick's hair. Marylou and her husband both cried silently, their faces twisted in pain.

"Can we at least see him?" Marylou asked, her voice shaking. The doctor nodded, motioning for us to follow her. Nick clung to me, as we walked down the hall. I squeezed his hand reassuringly, wishing there was something I could do to make this better.

The room was dimly lit, and machines were beeping in the background. The hospital bed was elevated, and a body lay under the thin white sheet. Nick's body went limp in my arms as he realized it was his brother. His sobs grew louder. Chris squeezed past us, falling to his knees beside the bed. He reached out and pulled the sheet back.

"What the fuck?" I gasped as I looked at the body that was under the sheet. That's not Matt, it's someone else. It was an old man's body. The room spun, and I felt like I was going to throw up. "Oh my god," I heard Chris say, his voice cracking. "Is this some kind of joke?"

Nick was still sobbing into my shoulder, oblivious to what had just happened. Marylou knelt beside the bed, her hands clutching the sheets. The doctor walked over to us, her expression grim. "We're so sorry, There's been a mix-up. We'll go find your son immediately." She turned and practically ran out of the room. Nick looked up from my shoulder, confused. "What do you mean, a mix-up?"

Chris, still staring at the body on the bed, said, "I don't understand. That's not Matt. I'm sure that this isn't even his room." He turned to the other doctor. "Who's body is that?"

The doctor paused, his face pale. "I…I don't know. The records show that he was supposed to be here, but…it's not him." He looked at us, his eyes filled with fear and regret. "I'm so sorry, we'll try to fix this"

Nick pulled away from me, his face a mix of anger and disbelief. "Fix this? How do you fix something like this?!" He pointed to the body on the bed. "That's not my fucking brother! Where is he?!"

Marylou took a deep breath and tried to calm him down. "Nick, we need to stay calm. The doctor is going to find out what happened and make sure Matt is okay. Let's just try to wait here." She squeezed his hand, but he pulled it away, pacing back and forth.

The doctor returned a short while later, her expression grave. "We've identified the body as belonging to a man named Matthew Williams. He was admitted to the hospital under a false name, and the records were somehow switched with your son's. We've notified the police, and they're investigating the situation." I stared at her, My face a mask of disbelief and horror. "I am so, so sorry for this mistake. We'll do everything we can to find your son and get this sorted out."

Nick collapsed into a chair, his head in his hands. Chris knelt beside him, trying to comfort him. Marylou looked from Nick to the doctor, her face pale. "Do you have any idea where our son might be?" she asked, her voice shaking. The doctor shook her head, her expression pained."Not yet. We'll alert all the hospitals in the area and work with the police to locate him as quickly as possible."

As the minutes turned into hours, the waiting room seemed to close in on them. Nick paced back and forth, unable to sit still. Chris tried to stay calm, but the anxiety was evident in his voice when he spoke to the doctors. Marylou sat in a chair, her face pale. The silence was broken only by the occasional sob from Nick or the beeping of the machines in the hallway.

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[holylulusworld]

Love by heart

Summary: Can you and Dean work things out? What about Sam?

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader

Warnings: angst, language, a/b/o, arguing, insured Sam

Catch up here: Omega by nature

“Sammy?” you whisper as the tall hunter is still out cold. The shifter got him good. “I’m so sorry I didn’t realize it wasn’t Dean. It’s just, that we got so comfortable at the bunker that I never thought an enemy would be able to enter it.”

“Y/N,” Dean sighs deeply. He gently places his hand on your shoulder, making you flinch. “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you. I know it’s a little too much to bear. I cleaned the bunker and got rid of the shifter.”

“It’s all my fault.” You hide your face in the palms of your hands. “I should’ve known better. I’m a hunter, an experienced one. How could the monster trick me into believing it was you? You want to mate me. Hilarious!”

You start to laugh uncontrollably. “Y/N,” his features soften, and he softly whispers your name. “It’s not your fault but mine. Shapeshifters are sneaky bastards. They tricked me and Sammy years ago too.”

“Maybe I wanted to believe him, Dean. If I can’t have the real Dean, I want to have the second-best thing. An exact clone,” you sniffle. “At least this one didn’t hunt me with a hammer.” You chuckle this time. “Demon Dean on the loose was something else.”

“We’ve been through a lot together,” he runs his hand over your back. “You’re the strongest woman I ever met. No one can compare to you. Not my mother, not one of my friends, or any lover I had.”

“You only try to make me feel better,” you wipe your wet eyes. “It’s fine. Really. Please stop pitying me. I know that a woman like Cassie is more your taste. Finding the right mate is hard and maybe, I only wanted you because you were always around.”

“Sammy was always around too,” Dean argues. “Stop pretending that you didn’t hide your presentation from me to keep me from claiming you.”

“I did not! I hid my presentation since I presented,” you snap at Dean. “This had nothing to do with you, but my father and brother. I was born and raised in a clan of hunters. They had no use for an omega. A beta was fine. But an omega got abandoned and left behind.”

“Y/N, sweetheart,” he regrets his harsh words when you choke out a sob. “All these years  I made you believe that I don’t want you because I was scared of hurting. Loving a Winchester is a death sentence. Look at my mother, Jess, Lisa, and Sarah. They got killed or hurt because of us. I didn’t want the same to happen to you.”

“Liar!”

“I’m not lying! I tried to protect you.” Dean yells back. “Stop accusing me of being a liar. I’m anything but a liar!”

“You only rejected me because of my presentation. If not you would’ve crawled between my legs years ago! I simply didn’t do it for you!” You jump up from your seat to glare at Dean. “Admit it! Say it out loud. You’re nothing but a knothead.”

“Watch your tongue, Y/N!” Dean breathes in your face. “You should remember your place in the food chain.” He backpaddles when you backhand him.

“I dare you to say shit like that to me ever again DEAN WINCHESTER!” You growl in his direction. “No man talks like that to me and walks away with intact balls!”

“You want to hurt my balls?” His hands shoot toward his crotch to protect whatever he’s hiding in his pants. “Sweetheart that’s not nice of you to say.”

“Oh, when it comes to your balls you want me to be nice?” You snarl at the alpha. “You started this by changing the way you see me only because I’m an omega.”

“I did not! I-“ He huffs. “It’s just…you are an omega, and we could’ve been together all this time. I went through the worst ruts because you were around, but I couldn’t touch you. I was so scared of hurting you with my knot!”

“Liar, liar your pants are on fire,” you sing-song, and stick your tongue out. “Whatever kept you from being with me wasn’t fear. It was your knot!”

“Exactly!” He says. His eyes widen and he shakes his head. “That’s not what I meant.”  Dean curses loudly and grips the backrest of the chair you were sitting on earlier. “Fuck. You make me lose my damn mind one day, omega.”

You shudder as Dean addresses you with your presentation for the first time. “You are one to talk!”

“Do you know why the shapeshifter came here?”

“I guess he wanted to kill Sam and me. We are most wanted, on top of the list of every monster,” you shrug.

“No,” Dean shakes his head. “He only came here to get you. That monster couldn’t fight his instinct because he stole my identity. He remembered every single thought I had of you. And he felt what I felt. Need. Want. Lust. Possessiveness. Lust…”

“You said lust twice,” you grumble and cross your arms over your chest.  “This doesn’t count!”

“Well, lust is important,” he smirks. “He wanted you because I want you. Luckily I came here just in time before that sonofabitch got the chance to touch you.”

“I could’ve defended myself.”

“I never once doubted that you’d defended yourself just fine.” He growls. “Can you stop arguing about everything I say? I tried to tell you that I love being there for you and to protect you. I still have nightmares of my time as a demon.”

“The hammer?” You challenge. “At least the demon had a thing for me too. Even if bringing a hammer for a date is a bit too much.”

“You hit me pretty hard with that baseball bat if I recall right,” Dean snaps back. “It felt like you tried to kill me!”

“I had to defend myself against a knight of hell!” You and Dean snarl and growl at each other.

“Guys, I appreciate you are trying to talk things out, but can you do this outside of my room,” Sam says. “I got attacked by a shifter and still got a terrible headache.”

“Sammy!” Dean and you gasp. “Sorry, Sam. We were about to…” you trial off. “Uh-you know. Dean and I will talk things out later.”

“Good.” Sam slowly sits up. “I only had to get myself almost killed to make you talk.” The hunter looks at you and his brother. “Please for the love of fuck. Go out there and do something against this tension going on between the two of you…”

Part 4

[florence-end]

what do you think about pregnant reader x rhys that is emotional, like she has a sandwich and it falls to the floor and she starts wailing bc she put so much time into it? btw god i literally live your while page like i binge read everything, you’re so talanted😭😭❤️

Ahhhhh obsessed with this, he’d constantly be so alarmed! And thank you, that’s made my day🥹🥹

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You put the final piece of bread on your monstrosity of a sandwich and stepped back to consider if there was anything else you wanted to add before tucking in. The kitchen counter was littered with cheese, peanut butter, pickles, syrup, hot sauce and tomatoes, all of which had made the cut for your lunch. You knew it was a little unorthodox but what baby wanted, baby got. The little bean in your belly seemed to wiggle around excitedly, sensing food was on its way.

Picking up your sandwich, you walked to the window overlooking the garden behind the townhouse and lifted the creation to your mouth ready to take an enormous bite when-

“Hello darling, what have you got there?”

You shrieked loudly, dropping the sandwich as your hands moved to your protruding belly protectively as you reeled from the shock of your husband winnowing into your kitchen without warning.

The sandwich hit the floor with a resounding splat, all the ingredients spreading out across the tiles as you stared down at it in shock.

“Oh I’m sorry my love, I didn’t mean to make you jump. Here, let me clean that up,” Rhys apologised, placing a hand on your back to usher you away from the mess.

You looked up at him then down at the remains of the only thing you had felt like eating all day, before you angrily knocked his hand away from you and burst into tears.

“No no no, don’t cry, it’s okay! I’ll make you another sandwich right now, it’ll take two minutes,” Rhys fretted. You had been feeling quite emotional during this stage of your pregnancy and to put it simply, Rhys couldn’t cope. The slightest wobble of your lip or sign of tears in your eyes and he was jumping into action to resolve anything that might have caused you even the smallest upset. But this was the first time he had caused the waterworks, making it a thousand times worse.

You knew you were being irrational but you didn’t care. You didn’t even want another sandwich now, the sight of the strange ingredients splattered on the floor putting you off immediately.

“No, don’t bother” you sobbed, waddling to the stairs and back to your shared bedroom.

Rhys stood frozen in the kitchen, absentmindedly sending his power out to clear up the mess on the floor and the counters while he tried to figure out his next move. But before he could make a decision on how to comfort you this time, you were back. You stumbled back into the kitchen, tears still rolling uncontrollably down your face, and immediately leaned your forehead on Rhys’ chest. Well, as best you could while accommodating the large belly.

“I’m sorry,” you wailed. “Please don’t go!”

Rhys chuckled, gathering you up into his arms and moving to the armchair by the roaring fire in the living room. He sat down with you comfortably curled onto his lap, his hands rubbing soothing circles into your back and stomach.

“No apologies necessary darling, you are carrying my child and you can be as emotional as you like. I’ve dealt with far worse from my family over the years and they had no hormones to blame. You do need to eat though, what sounds good? I’m guessing sandwiches are off the table now,” he leaned back to get a look at your face, tear tracks still wet against your cheeks.

You thought for a second.

“Ooooh you know what sounds really good? That stew Cassian made last time we visited Windhaven!” You declared, grinning at the memory, sandwich and ensuing upset forgotten.

“Leave it with me darling. Why don’t you take a nap, and he’ll have it ready by the time you wake up,” your husband promised, moving you to the large sofa.

You settled down happily, dreaming of the warm spiced stew you’d be enjoying when you woke up.

With your eyes closed, you didn’t see Rhys run his hands down his face as he prepared to winnow to the remote Illyrian camp that the General was currently visiting. He’d no doubt get the ribbing of his life when he explained to his brother that he needed him to come home three days early or else his pretty little pregnant wife was going to cry again. Gods help him.

[wiz4rdd1]

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Tears fall like rain

Warning- Angst, crying, argument, fluff, use of Y/N, Allat!

Summary- Chris has been acting distant and rude bickering with you all day until you finally had enough and asked him what’s wrong which lead to a big argument..

Chris x fem Reader

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7:27

I’ve been trying to figure out what’s been going on with Chris today. Lately he’s been bickering with me, snarky remarks when I say anything, and don’t get me started on ignoring me half the time. I asked Matt and Nick why he is acting like that but they had no clue, so I decided to go ask him what is up with him. I walked upstairs towards his room where he sat on his phone sitting on his bed not even acknowledging that I’m even there standing there with my arms crossed.

“Hey baby I’ve been wondering..” Fidgeting with my hands not looking at him. “What’s up with you today? You’ve been acting so rude and distant towards me. You know you can tell me anything y’know right?” Finally looking up at him seeing he’s not even looking at me still. “Babe…Did you hear m-“ He cuts me off immediately. “Shut the fuck n leave my room will ya?” He snapped a cold heartily look towards me way. “W-what?” My head sank he never spoke to me or even acted like this when I’m around. “You heard me. I don’t need to tell you every little thing in my life, shit man can’t even leave me alone.” He growled.

“What is your problem?” I snapped back getting closer to the bed. “My problem? My problem? You! You’re the fucking problem always clinging on me or needing me all the time! Fucking annoying, and don’t get me started on how annoying you are.” Chris getting up throwing his phone on his bed with his voice getting louder. I felt tears crawling into my eyes forming, my cheeks slightly pink. “W-what?” My voice breaking. “Just go Y/N, leave go home I don’t care where you go but not here.” He mumbles going back on his bed to ignore me once again. I didn’t even say anything I just walked away tears flowing down my cheeks uncontrollably.

“Hey-wait are you okay?” Nicks watching me walk down the stairs crying with a concerned look. “N-no your f-f-fucking brother-I” I can’t speak my breathing is hard I’m sobbing uncontrollably my eyes all blurry. “Hey hey hey it’s gonna be okay, ok? I-I’ll try to talk to him but how ‘bout you sleep in my room okay?” He grabs me hugging me. “O-okay” I mumble. I walked up the stairs quietly and quickly to nick’s room and changed into extra clothes I left in nick’s room one time. I changed into my soft light pink tank top that had lace around it and matching pair of shorts and cuddle in the blankets.

8:38

It’s been awhile since the fight and now I’m laying here scrolling through instagram. Then nick comes in after trying to talk to Chris. “Uh he’s not talking to me neither but all I know is that I told him is to get his ass up here and apologize and appreciate you or he’s sleeping by himself officially” He said in a sassy tone. “Thanks nick.. I really am grateful to have you.” I sniffle. “It’s okay let’s just watch a movie for now.” He smiled.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

“Hello? Come in.” Nick said loudly. “C-can I talk to Y/N? P-please?” He stuttered. I notice that his eyes are puffy and red like he’s been crying just now and he’s cheeks stained with tears. Nick looked at me to see if I’ll accept or if he should kick his ass out, but I nod and get up to follow Chris. He takes us to his bedroom where I stood still while he sat down grabbing my hands to pull me closer to him. “Baby.. I’m so fucking sorry I don’t know why I acted like that o-or even said those things.” He continued sniffling. “I had so much fucking shit going on but that’s not an excuse to direct my anger towards ma.. p-please baby forgive your my girl and always be the one f’me angel.” He looked into my eyes with sadness and guilt while waiting for my answer. “Baby I forgive you b-but don’t ever say those things again it really fucking hurt.” I giggled.

He pulls me in grabbing my waist hugging me. “I love you so much baby..” He chuckled. “I love you Chris.” I smiled. He picked me up from the floor throwing me into the bed with him cuddling me making me smell his delicious cologne. “Now I can finally sleep good now since my baby is with me” He sighed in relief. “Babyyy don’t make me leave right now.” I threaten joklely. “Nononono” He giggles.

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I HOPE U LIKE THIS ONE ESPECIALLY WITH A DIFF FONTTTTT

[daydreams-after-dark]

Unnie!

I've been reading some fics about pegging and I need a fic from your perspective on this.

I don't care who the member(s) are

CW: pegging, cum eating, endearing lovey dovey stuff.

You stand in the middle of your shared room in your thigh high black stockings and shiny, patent leather stilettos. Strapped to your pelvis a large strap-on stands proudly. It might not be a real cock, but you know your lover will writhe on it like it’s the best dick in the world.

Changbin looks up at you from where he sits in the end of the bed. He’s wearing nothing but a black leather-look pleated skater skirt. So fucking slutty.

You smirk as he locks eyes on your ‘cock’ and his teeth dig into his plush lower lip absentmindedly.

You saunter over to your boyfriend and climb into his lap, your strap awkwardly squished between your bodies.

“Are you ready, my sweet baby?” You whisper and begin to pepper kisses along his cheek towards his ear lobe. “You want your bunny to prep you first?”

“I’m already prepped. I’ve got a plug in keeping me ready for you.” He says in a low, whispered tone.

Your pussy gushes when you imagine him working himself open and plugging himself up.

You attach your lips to his in a soft kiss, relishing the feel of his mouth against yours.

He breaks the kiss. "Need you.' He whispers. "Need you to fill me up... Need you to use my hole." He adds with a desperate hiss.

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You've got him on all fours on the bed. Skirt flipped up, plug tossed unceremoniously thrown to the side of the room, you deep inside his ass. He whimpers and sobs as you relentlessly plunge the strap into him. He is in the process of completely falling apart. It's what he needs right now. To relinquish control. To completely surrender to you. The dark rapper who is always so focused and so switched on, is now a complete mess on your bed.

You love that you get to see this side of him that he doesn't show anyone else. This side of him, the vulnerable, delicate side, is only for you. You love that you can take care of him in a way that he craves. Your sweet, sweet Binnie.

"P-please..." he whines. "Harder... deeper..."

You bite your lip as you withdraw your 'cock', and then push back in until his ass is flush against you. "Just like that baby? Such a good, boy for me. Taking me so well." Well you purr.

You can't take your eyes off where you're connected, the sight of him stretched around your 'girth' making you leak down your leg. You snap your hips faster, you can't help it he's driving you crazy, causing Changbin to cry out loudly. He pushes his hips back to meet every thrust. "Good... good boy. Take it. So fucking slutty for me." You taunt him now, knowing he's close. "You gonna make a mess on the bed for me? Or you gonna be good and hold it in until I say?"

"C-can't hold on.... gonna... gonna...Nooooo!"

You pull out before he comes, and he collapses on the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. You know he feels so empty (just like when he suddenly pulls out of you), so you push him onto his back and force his legs up so you can squeeze back inside of him. If you had a real cock you know you'd be able to feel him shudder around you.

You rock into him at an agonizingly slow pace, watching his fucked out face as he locks eyes on yours. "I love you." He chokes.

You smile back at your lover. "I fucking love you. You wanna cum now, baby?" You grasp his leaking cock and stroke it in time with your thrusts. His eyes close and he tenses. A whine emerges from his lips as he let's go, spurting thick ropes of cum onto his stomach and down your hand too.

When he's ready, you pull out and start to clean him up with your mouth, lapping up every drop of cum that he spilled. You know perfectly well he'll get hard again in a few minutes. Watching you greedily eat his cum never fails to turn him on.

You're already so turned on and wet that you moan as you lick your lips, tasting him, and touch yourself with your free hand.

The ever observant Changbin doesn't fail to notice, even after coming completely undone for you. "Does bunny need daddy to fill her up now?" he smirks.

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Hey friends, this was nowhere near what I hoped to achieve. I was going to go for filthy and dirty, but it turned out so "loving" ... but I seem to mostly think of Binnie as absolutely into meaningful sex.

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[cntloup]

Endure

G/N!Reader fluff, angst

As soon as he steps through the door, you’re all over him, latching onto him like a lifeline and he puts his strong arms around you, pulling you impossibly close, it seems your two bodies become one. Finally in his warm embrace after so long... how long was it? it felt like an eternity. But now he’s finally home and you’re in each other’s arms, safe and secure. It feels like in that moment, time stops. Nothing else matters. Just two lovers and the burning flame of their love.

He pulls away ever so slightly to take a look at you with glossy eyes when he feels you shaking with sobs. “Love, I’m home now. Safe and sound.” he whispers as though if he spoke loudly, you’d shatter into pieces in his arms. He gently wipes your tears and captures your lips in a tender kiss, slowly putting you down on your feet. You start to wipe your tears quickly with such force, it makes your skin burn as you nervously laugh with a quiet “sorry”. But the tears don’t stop and you continue to sob as a mixture of emotions hit you, both happy and sad. You had to suffer from his absence for so long and now he’s here, standing right in front of you. You don’t know how to feel. He wipes his own tears that rolled down his cheeks when he saw you for the first time in such a long time also it broke his heart as you broke down into uncontrollable sobs in his arms. He pulls you into a bone crushing hug trying to comfort you repeating the words “It’s ok, love. Just breathe. I'm home.” and he has to feel you against his body again to make sure you’re real and not just a fragment of his imagination.

You start to slowly pull away and force a smile that reach your tear-stained cheeks but not your eyes. “Are you ok? No injuries?” “Just some scratches. Nothing to worry about, love.” You wonder if he’s playing it down again in order not to worry you or if he’s being honest. You take his hand in yours and guide him through the hallway into the living room where you have his favorite food ready for him and a bath upstairs. “You wanna eat first or take a bath?” “I’d like a bath first.”

While he’s inside the bathroom, you try to busy yourself with your own chores, but you can’t stop the thoughts that run through your mind every time while he’s away and comes back after so long. ‘How many times do I have to go through this?’ ‘How long do I have to endure this pain?’ Missing him, his touch, his smell, his unique way of loving you, him doting on you all the while you’re together, kissing his scars and showing him such a tender love and fierce devotion he’s never experienced before and showing him that he deserves it, missing everything about him... and dreading for his life every moment that he’s gone. He steps out of the bathroom, a towel hanging low around his torso, interrupting your thoughts. At any other time, you’d jump him right then and there, but you’re too lost in your head right now to focus much on your surroundings, but still you walk up to him to make sure there’s really no serious injuries on him and he lets you then you let out a sigh of relief when you don’t find any. You face him with a smile but he can see right through you “You ok, love?” he mutters after kissing you gently. You can’t keep up the facade as it hurts too much and you never really want to act in front of him. With him, you can be yourself... even show the darkest parts of your soul and be sure that he will stay. “It hurts, Si!” you choke out after a few moments of silence as you start crying. “What?” he asks worriedly with a confused expression on his face. “You being away for so long and when you come back, I have to pretend like it’s nothing and it doesn’t shatter my heart every time. And while you are home, I know it will end eventually and you will leave again-” a loud sob interrupts your words. You inhale deeply and go on “I’m not saying it’s your fault. I know it’s your job and I’m not asking you to give it up. I knew from the start what I signed up for. But it doesn’t help the fucking pain and torment I have to go through every fucking time.” You say the last part through gritted teeth as the anger and frustration bubble up inside you and turn your head to face him as you both sit on the edge of the bed now and see the tears rolling down his cheeks “It hurts me just as much, love. And I want you to know that you’re the only thing that keeps me going and I promise that I will come back to you every time.”

“Promise you’ll be extra careful?” “Pinky promise.” he replies with a chuckle and locks your pinkies together as you set your eyes on him with a genuine smile this time. “I know it’s something I have to deal with on my own. It’s a weight I must carry myself because I love you... because you are worth the pain.” You utter with a lump in your throat. He can’t believe the words that reach his ears ‘Is this a dream?’ ‘How did I end up with such a patient and understanding person?’ He looks at you as though you're his whole life... his everything. He feels guilty and ashamed of himself that he puts you through this. He feels like he’s torturing you. “I can ask Price to lower my deployment numbers.” He’s sorry that it’s all he can do for now. “For now... we’ll see what the future holds.” “You mean-?” “Yes, love. I will retire eventually. In the near future.” You jump into his arms gleefully with a wide grin on your face making him laugh. He kisses you passionately and you pull away only when you run out of breath. He starts kissing all over your face whispering I love you’s over and over again. “I love you too, Si.” you reply with the same grin on your beautiful face which makes him truly happy every time he sees it.

comments/reblogs are greatly appreciated ♥ 

[shadfanfic]

You shouldn’t have done it papa! 

 Daddy! stucky x little! Reader

Summary: you trusted them but they betrayed you

Warnings:fluff!! At first and the end, mention of needless, mention of reader have to get some stitches, crying, yelling, cursing, reader has Trypanophobia but no one knew, didn’t edit it

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Sorry! It got short but I really like it! Hope u like it too! 🤍

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“that was a good meal huh?” Steve smiled down at you making you nod with big smile,  he start wiping your mouth and cheeks with a wet cloth making you throw your head back

 “Mm p-..papa nu more!" You tried to wiggle away 

“Okay here I’m done” steve said and pick you up and rub your back lovingly 

“Mm where’s daddy?” You put your head over steve shoulder and whisper steve lean so close to your ears and whisper knowing it tickles you when he whisper way too close to your ears

“in his morning run” steve whispered and start nibbling your ears and neck making you laugh super loudly “P-..PAPA!  AH

AHAHAHA-..” you closed your eyes shut and start squirming allot trying so hard to get out of his grip 

“woah woah why you screaming ?” Bucky came to the kitchen panting a bit with a smile on his face, he grabbed a cup start fulling it with water 

“i think winter is arriving and someone is not allowed to walk barefoot anymore” bucky said and you immediately put your head up 

“hey-.. no socks” you said with flushed cheeks cause you laughed allot 

“no talking back trouble” bucky raised eyebrows and squished both of y/n cheeks with one hand and kisses her nose 

“Mm please?” You gave bucky the biggest puppy eyes and he just smiled “then no walking if there’s no socks on these two feets” he smiled bigger when you nod excited that you well not walk!! Only be so close to your daddies in their lap all the time!.. 

After some hours you really regret making a deal with your daddy, it was too much .. the three of you couldn’t play hide and seek It was so boring, 

“stay here y/n! I’m getting us something to drink” bucky said and kissed your cheek hard too annoy u then got up

“Don’t wipe my kisses away” bucky warned playfully and walked away 

“daddy..” you said quietly and giggle when he looked at you “y/n?” He giggled too at your adorable giggles then you wipe his kiss and immediately got up and start running away giggling hard 

“OH YOUR IN A BIG TROUBLE! RUN FASTER” bucky acted angry and start chasing you making you giggle more “oh noho!!” you run faster for the backyard door 

“no! Sweetie!!-.. NOT THE-…!! “ steve wanted to yell but it was too late cause ur yelling took over his

“AHH!!-.. PAPA !!” You start yelling loudly and crying in pain you stepped into something sharp.

“Oh fuck!” Bucky picked you up in bridal style and hold you tightly while walking inside completely ignoring the fact that your bleeding foot is messing the floor 

“it’s inside!? How big it is?” Bucky panicked and steve just sighed shakingly and open his phone too call bruce

“Let’s go buck!” Steve said opening the door for bucky and immediately follow 

“i-..it hurts!! P-..please make it stop!” You were yelling uncontrollably making bucky hold your tighter 

“I know baby i know” bucky said with tears in his eyes cause of your crys 

since they started to be your caregivers they have never see like this, crying with so much panic and pain steve opened Bruce door without even knocking it only to find Bruce more than ready walking towards you three 

“What happened?” Bruce gently picked you up from bucky even tho you tried to fight but couldn’t cause you got dizzy all of the sudden 

“n-..no!” You hit Bruce weakly then

“Shh you gonna be okay” Bruce answered and walked with you in his arms to a bed and that’s when you start to panic

“m-..papa?…papa please i.. i wanna go” you put your hands up too your daddy and he just sighed feeling sad and worried why you were reacting like that?

“We have to wait here sweet girl” he rubbed your stomach trying to calm your sobs “d-..daddy?” You call and bucky immediately showed up “hey there beautiful” bucky smiled sadly at you “daddy p-..pick me up please I promise I’m not gonna walk but please! I wanna go! No needless please” you begged noticing Bruce get close to your feet “don’t touch me!” You looked at Bruce in his eyes really scared 

“Bruce is trying to help you” bucky rub your shoulder and you only looked up at them with teary eyes “J-..just no needles please” you said quietly and tear up more when you feel them hold you down, bucky and steve held you tightly back in the bed “sweetheart i need you to relax okay? I well give you a big reward if you lis-…” Bruce was talking but you immediately cut him off with your loud screams making everyone in shock 

“Bruce! Hurry the fuck up!” Bucky yelled so Bruce can hear him “okay okay..” Bruce started and you felt every single thing while you couldn’t move only screaming scared 

“Please!! LISTEN!-..*sob* I DONT WANNA!” You panicked and start yelling more as loud as you can 

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“Trypanophobia?…” bucky asked shocked and bruce sighed 

“how didn’t we notice?” Steve facepalmed himself and walk too the room you were in but you immediately sat up 

“No!!” You yelled at him and throw a pillow but it barely touched steve and he leaned down to pick it up 

“Leave..nu papa is mean.”you said before another sob came out since you couldn’t control it long time ago

“Let’s talk please?” Steve walked trying to get closer but you just crawled back hitting the wall behind you and it immediately made you tear up 

“sweetie you hurted your head?” He talked quietly and walk closer and open his arms you just stayed where you are crying silently flustered with how your day is going 

“shh it’s all good” steve picked you up from under your arms and hug u tightly, you immediately warp your legs around his waist and hugged him tightly 

“W-..why p..papa why d..did you m-..make him d..do it w-..why” you talked really upset and looked at him 

He rubbed your back feeling so bad and hold you tight “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean too upset you okay? But if we didn’t help you know it might have been wayyy worse puppa, i know you were scared and i know you hate needles but we had to do something about it as fast as possible” steve wiped your tears and removed your hair from your face and you listened quietly 

“how about we go get ice cream? While i give you a back ride all the time? Huh? How does that sounds?” Steve smiled at your little shy smile and you just shock your head no “I’m sorry did she just refuse an ice cream?” Bucky came out from nowhere, his eyes were red and nose too he was clearly not liking the fact that you had to face your phobia like that “daddy?” You asked and tilted your head confused why he looks so sad “I’m sorry baby i really am” he rubbed your cheek with a sad smile “daddy i not mad” you bottom lip start shaking when you realise he was crying because of you “oh doll face no more crying everything is okay” bucky took you from steve and hugged you tightly rocking you side to side gently while hushing you 

“Shh relax baby it’s all good now, you cried allot today you must be tired” daddy said and hugged you tightly making your whole body relax and you closed your eyes relaxing more as he continues to rock you until you slept deeply with comfort in your daddy’s arms 

“she slept?” Steve said and smiled down at you “we are so lucky to have such a perfect baby” bucky smiled and kisses your forehead long 

[chrisbesitos]

Chris helping when young reader is stressing over university, pretty please?????

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( warnings: fluff, cursing, stress (?).

( synopsis: y/n has being struggling with stress because of the university and chris helps her.

Books, papers, pencil and pens. All over Y/N's desk, a pretty mess of study material because of a very important exam. She has three weeks to study, but for some reason, her mind can't relax, not until she gets ready for the exam. This is consuming her mind, she can't eat, she can't sleep, she can't live. She can't even cry, because with tears in her eyes, she can't read her papers.

This is unhealthy, yes, but she can't stop. She doesn't know how, if she knows she's getting crazy, she just doesn't know how to take a break and breathe.

She's been in the room for the whole day, it's 6 pm and Chris doesn't even know if she ate something. He has been out for a meeting earlier, he warns Y/N, he told her to take a break and eat. But her breakfast was still untouched on the table, not even a crumble was gone.

Chris hates her exams weeks, because he feels like she's losing her mind and he's slowly losing his girlfriend. Chris gets out to record car videos and she's still in the same place, he gets ready to sleep and she's there, talking alone about numbers and math. Y/N is smart, the smartest girl Chris ever know, but her insecure mind fuck with her all the time. Lately, Chris just can sleep when he realizes she's passed out on the desk, so he puts her on the bed, but after a couple hours she's awake again.

He moves towards his room, Y/N is there with her nose on her books. He walks carefully, Chris touches her shoulders and she jumps.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, doll." He whispered, Y/N nodded, she gave to him a small grin and turned back to her study. Chris sighed, he frowned his eyebrows, he was really worried about her. "Doll, how long have you been here?"

"I'm studying, Chris." She said, impatient. Chris opened his mouth, but nothing came out, because he's not accustomed to this behavior from her. Y/N took a breath, Chris noticed how fail was her breathing. "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean to. But you're really disturbing me right now."

"What's the last time you ate something? Did you have at least water today?" Chris held Y/N's pen in her hand, he spined the computer chair, now Y/N is facing Chris.

Black bags underneath her tired eyes, any one could see how tired she was, not only Chris. He wishes she could see what she's doing with her. Chris caresses her cheek, giving her an upset look, Y/N makes a pout on her lips, she hates to see his boyfriend sad.

"I can't stop." She whispered, he could barely hear her crying voice.

"You have to. Doll, this is not healthy." Chris kneeled on the ground, he held her hands hard and put it on his chest. "You're not eating properly, not sleeping right, all you do is fucking math. You have to give a break to your little head, or else you're gonna break."

Her underlip trembled and tears began to get formed on her eyes, fat tears started to roll down her cheek and she started to sob uncontrollably. Her shoulders shake as she body too, she couldn't handle it anymore. Chris lifted and hugged her weak body, she shrank herself into his arms as she sobs loudly. He carried her on his arms until the bed, where he sits with Y/N on his lap, caressing her back and letting her put all her pain and tiredness out.

"Jus' let it out, I'm right here." Chris whispered in her ear, his voice in a low and calm tone. "I'm gonna hold you, doll. I'm not going anywhere."

Y/N took almost a hour to stop crying, she's still sobbing lightly when she's lifted her head and looked at Chris. Her face was wet by her tears and her nose was running, Chris' lips leaned upward in a small smile as he grabbed the tissue box on the nightstand from when Y/N was sick and Chris bought for her nose.

He helped her with her nose, after this, he pressed her lips on her forehead on a gentle kiss. Chris rocked her in his arms, caressing her back.

"I didn't know how to stop, I feel like if I stop, I'll fail my exam." Her voice cracked again, Chris massaged her scalp to calm her down. "I'm so tired, my head hurts and so do my stomach. I wanted help, but I don't know how to ask."

"I know how college can be stressful and your mind tricks you, makes you think you're gonna fail, but you're so smart. You work so hard, I can see your effort." Chris said, he offered a gentle smile. "You just need to learn how to study in a healthier way, no more be without eating and sleeping, you get it? We can work it together, I'm here to help you, I'm always here."

"I love you, baby." Y/N said, embracing her arms on his waist. Chris kissed her hair. "Thank you for being here for me."

"I'll always be here with you, I'm never gonna leave, 'kay?"

After this, Chris carried Y/N towards the kitchen, he prepared a quickly meal for her. While she eats, Chris cleans the mess from the desk, then he returns and carries her back to the room. He put on Y/N's favorite show, laying in the bed with her laying on his body, like she usually do. She didn't take too much to fast asleep, she was really tired. By the end of the night, Chris was happy that now she'll try to get a better study routine and Y/N was happy knowing her boyfriend will always be by her side.

please chris, help me with my college stress

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[vannys-pizzaplex-askblog]

"The consequences of failing"

Lers: Miss Circle

Lees: Abbie

(This is completely platonic btw)

"There's nowhere left to run, Abbie~"

Miss Circle chuckled as she busted down the door to the room Abbie was hiding in. The frightened boy stumbled back, his anxiety becoming worse each second as he tried to reason with the angry math teacher.

"W-WAIT!! PLEASE, MISS CIRCLE I-I DIDN'T MEAN TO FAIL! PLEASE D-DON'T HURT ME!"

Miss Circle smirked, taking another step towards Abbie until he was completely against the wall.

"Oh, you poor unfortunate soul..You should've seen this coming~ You already know what happens when a student fails my class~"

Abbie held back a sob, squeezing his eyes shut as he pressed himself further into the wall. He was expecting the most painful death imaginable..But he was completely caught off guard when Miss Circle held him in her arms, using her pointy black fingers to dig into his side. He immediately burst out into uncontrollable giggles.

"Eek--! M-Mihihihiss!? Wh-What are you dohohoing!?"

Miss Circle snickered, a playful smirk on her face.

"Giving you your punishment, obviously~ What else am I doing?"

Abbie continued to squeak and giggle, squirming around in Miss Circle's grasp. His face was now turning red in embarrassment.

"Ehehehehehehe! *Snrk!* I-I wahas not expecting thihihis!!"

Miss Circle's smirk widened, clearly enjoying the young man's squeaky giggles. She found it adorable, (in the motherly way, of course).

"That's the point, dear...No one ever expects being tickled by an angry teacher."

She growled playfully, her claws now scratching and digging into Abbie's stomach. This made the poor student become absolutely hysterical.

"W-WAHAHAHAIT! N-NONONO NOT T-THEHEHERE!!"

Abbie squealed, starting to squirm around even more. Miss Circle chuckled loudly, making sure to keep her grip on him strong so he wouldn't get away or get hurt.

"You sure are a sensitive little thing, aren't you? That's precious~"

She continued to tickle his tummy, not stopping for even a second. Abbie whined, grabbing onto her hand and trying to push it away.

"I-IHIHIHI- *SQUEAL!* IHIHIHI'M SOHOHOHORRY-!!!"

He cried, basically begging for mercy at this point. Miss Circle's eyes lit up slightly, stopping her attack but resting her hand on his stomach.

"Sorry for what, darling?"

Abbie took a minute to catch his breath, looking up at the teacher with teary, pleading eyes.

"I-I'm sohorry for- for failing.."

Miss Circle's smirk turned into a grin. She decided to show mercy, but still held him in her arms.

"..I guess I can accept your little apology, dear. But you better promise me that it won't happen again."

She spoke in a rather serious tone. Abbie immediately nodded, covering his stomach in case she decided to tickle him again.

"I-I promise! It w-won't happen again.."

Miss Circle hummed, placing him back on the floor.

"Good. Now let's get back to class."

She turned around, walking back to the classroom. Abbie eventually followed behind her.