#sugar daddy!gabe

[sereh624]

highschool sweethearts david and angel headcanons, kind of rambly, amab implied? long, nonsensical, unedited, supposed to be just a thought dump

dedicated to my vannah MWAH

at the beginning of their relationship, angel would find an excuse to leave class two minutes early and bolt to whereever david was in the school, just to escort him to his locker during changeover. they'd be stood right outside the door, cheesing to themselves about seeing their endearingly grumpy boyfriend again. one day, david decides to be a good boyfriend (thats a first JUSTJOKES) and meet angel at their class first, wanting to escort them for a change. unbeknownst to him, angel had already begun their hurried journey to his class three minutes prior, which led to a fifteen minute chase around the school, the two wandering around like lost little children calling eachother's names. after that (and a scolding from gabe about being ten minutes late), david decided to just let angel meet him instead of vice versa.

david who for during a short-lived emo phase, decided to form a band with asher, milo and christian, himself as the drummer (and against his will, a backup singer). he only ever performed once at a pack solstice, but angel acted as if it was some big-shot, world-renowned metal band, whistling and squealing the whole time. at the end of the last song, they were jumping up and down and clapping, waving their hands wildly at david. one particularly hard month, angel found themselves spending their lunchtimes crammed up in the cubicle, gnawing on their tear-soaked sandwich and trying not to make their presence known amongst the gossiping assholes right outside their stall. after a couple weeks of this happening, angel dragging themselves back to class dejectedly with reddened eyes they blamed on the paint fumes of the art room, david decided to do something about it. mid-lunch the next day, angel's fifty minutes of wallowing in self pity was interrupted by a curt knock on the door, followed by an even more curt "open up, snot." if angel was going to spend their lunches crying in a tiny stall, david would be squeezed in right beside them, sharing earbuds and passing a ham and cheese sandwich between him and angel.

david who when he gets his first job, is now appointed the "sugar daddy" of the group (a name given by asher, of course) and is forced to spend at least half of his pay on the cafeteria. on the good food days, angel would be right up against david, twirling their hair and trying to play innocent while pointedly glaring at his wallet. "hey, you know how you love me right.." "no." "please!" "fine."

@davidsstarr @huxleaf @skunkox @totallynuwonhere

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[crazyunsexycool]

Bucky - Lottie baby you cannot kiss Tommy, in fact you cannot kiss boys, they have cooties, it's disgusting

Lottie - Eww daddy

*Lottie sees Bucky and Sugar kissing each other next morning*

Lottie yells - Eww Mommy! You cannot kiss boys! Boys have cooties, Daddy is a boy! Daddy you gonna get mommy yucky! Move away and pushes Bucky away from sugar

😂😭

If she can’t get kisses no one can! Also Lottie is so dramatic that she’s going to take this to the extreme.

Warning: super barely there implied smut...

Boys have cooties

“Doll,” Bucky says as he has yet another conversation about Lottie and her friend that is a boy, not to be confused with boyfriend, Tommy. He’d never allow her to have a boyfriend ever. “You can’t give Tommy kisses.”

“But why?”

“Because 1. You’re not supposed to have a boyfriend and 2. You’re too little.”

“Am not. And mama gabe you kisses.”

“Yeah but…” Bucky had no argument so he did the only thing he could, he went with a childish answer. “Boys have cooties. And they’re yucky. Not cute at all, they can ruin your dresses.”

“No!”

“Yes and your bows. Cooties get everywhere if you kiss boys. You would get green spots on your face and everything."

“I won’t kiss a boy evuh again.” Lottie says before starting to run away.

“Good… wait again? What do you mean again?” Bucky asked but Lottie had already gotten to her room.

~~~~~~~~~

Bucky had forgotten about his conversation with Lottie the night before. He was busy giving his wife kisses and a little bit more. This morning he was feeling extra loving and handsy. Although the kids were used to seeing their parents give each other quick kisses this morning would bring a little bit of chaos.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Lottie shrieked as she ran into the kitchen. She immedietly started pushing her way in between you and Bucky. "Get away from mama!"

"Doll, what's wrong?"

"You gibe mama kisses. Why?"

You look at Bucky confused. "Sweet Angel, daddy gives me kisses all the time."

That was the wrong thing to say because Lottie started crying and trying to pull you down and check your face.

"Why can't daddy give me kisses?" You run your hand up and down Lottie's back trying to soothe her.

"Because... boys habe cooties and cooties are yucky. Daddy says it."

You look up at Bucky who is face palming.

"Really? Cooties?"

Bucky just gives a resigned shrug.

“Sweet Angel, I promise I’m fine. I don’t have cooties.”

“No, daddy says you get sick if you get cooties, mama.”

“Well then how about we go to my office and I’ll show you that I don’t have cooties?”

“Ok, but no mo’ kisses fo daddy.” Lottie pleads.

“I think that’s a great idea.” You look up and smirk at Bucky. “No more kisses for daddy. Lets go.”

~~~~~~

“What did you do now?” Sam asked Bucky as he walked out of Duckie’s lab. He smelled like disinfectant.

“What are you talking about? Sugar called me up here.”

“Yeah well Y/N and Lottie are in there with Doc and they’re having all the guys get a disinfecting treatment.” Sam huffs while crossing his arms over his chest. “Something about getting rid of cooties.”

“Oh for fucks sake.” Bucky shakes his head and walks past Sam.

In the lab were you, Duckie and Lottie with goggles, gloves and masks on. Standing in a line were Tony, Bruce, Thor, Clint, Loki, Vision, Steve and Henry. Wanda and Nat were sitting to the side and pointing out spots that weren’t disinfected.

“What the hell is going on?”

Everyone turns to look at Bucky. The guys were irritated but the women, except for Lottie, were all amused.

“We are treating the cootie outbreak before it gets out of hand. Please join the line.” Duckie informs the line.

All the guys get hand sanitizer, their faces wiped with a baby wipe and a blast from an air compressor to get rid of all the germs. And if they do a good job they get a hug from Lottie. One by one all the guys go down the line to get their treatment. Bucky finally gets to the end, all the women are just snickering and joking about how ridiculous he’s being.

“Wait.” Nat yells just as Bucky’s about to walk out. “I think Bucky’s case of the cooties is at a level 1.”

“Oh no.” Lottie gasps.

“What?”

“Level 1 cootie infection is very dangerous. We have to go into full decontamination.” Duckie adds while trying not to laugh.

“Oh come on. It’s not that serious.”

“Is so sewious.”

“How unfortunate. No kisses for you for the rest of the day.”

“Sugar.” Bucky whines but he’s being pushed into the small decontamination station in the corner of the lab. He sighs and accepts his fate as Lottie presses the button.

“Look at that Lottie, you saved all the boys from the cooties.”

“Yeah and tomowwow I sabe Tommy too. Then I can gibe him kisses.”

“Wait what? No! No kissing Tommy!”

“Can’t he-uh you daddy. The cooties is too loud.”

Everyone starts laughing as they walk out of the lab while you stay behind. You hold up a towel for Bucky but just sent you a light hearted glare.

“Why would you lie about cooties?”

“She told me she gave Tommy a big kiss. She’s too young.”

“It was Tommy’s birthday and Lottie wanted to get him a gift. He loves chocolate so she chose the big chocolate kiss.“

Bucky just stares at you. He remembers you reminding him that Lottie got him that candy.

“Oh.”

“Yeah, oh.” You wrap your arms around his neck. “But look on the bright side. Now you’re cootie free and we can pick up where we left off.”

“Not in my lab. Get out before I have to burn the place to the ground.”

You laugh at Duckie’s glare and grab Bucky’s hand to lead him out of the lab.

Will Bucky ever be ok with Lottie giving Tommy kisses of any kind? Probably not. But he will always to everything he can to protect her. Even make up fake diseases to do so.

[onmyyan]

seeing the surge of Delmont brothers content on my feed has my brain churning so I have arrived once more to feed content/ideas

Its high key inspired by the prev anon talking about wanting to cuddle with the boys but I just love the idea of being spoilt rotten since I've never experienced it personally skjfdh

If you're following me so far, consider- princess treatment from the boys. Like Sugar Daddy TM level treatment.

Caspain would never let his darling raise a single hand when he's around. He'll put on a full spa treatment for you, using those skillful hands of his to work out the knots in your shoulders and spine. I mean- he works with dough plenty enough that it's no problem for him to reduce you to a mess. I can also just see him on his knee, taking your foot in his hand and sliding on heels- new ones he's just picked up just for you. How does he know your size? Because practically every other fancy piece of clothing you own was a gift from him. Just imagine his large hands carefully fastening a necklace on his darling, warm fingertips lingering for second before he'll lead them downstairs for a full 3 course meal he's made and a night of fun together out in the town. Show, movie, the whole works!

With Gabe around there's no shot that you drive anywhere. You leaving work? He'll pick you up. Hanging with friends? He'll drop you off AND pick you up afterwards. Delete your uber and lyft app from your phone because there's no shot he'll let some random person take HIS darlin around. He's pulling up in a custom car he's been working on, the pristine V6 engine purring like a kitten by the time you exit your house/apt. Gabe'll be waiting against his car, relishing the opportunity to open the door for you and greeting you with a kiss. If you're hanging with others then he takes the extra steps to escort you to your ride, a firm hand guiding you by the small of your back. Lowkey, okay, maybe high key enjoys the sugar daddy position and just giving you small orders like having you leave your coat at home so you can wear his jacket or having you put on the new choker he's gotten you before he'll arrive to pick you up. Seeins his girl be so good for him just gets him going, ya know?

Ricky finds the retail therapy to be relaxing, especially after a long day of work. Hell, if the work day is real bad I can see him in his office absentmindedly scrolling through his phone while he multitasks- if just to look for new things he wants to put you in. And when going out to shop with you in person, the guy gets a free show, having you do a lil twirl so he can take in all angles so there's no complaints from him. And when he sees the smile on your face??? The shine, the sparkle in your eyes when you find a new scent you want or a blouse that's practically made for you- the mere sight of it melts the tension in him instantly. What he really loves though, is taking out the frustrations of the day on your clothes- the very same one's he's bought for you! The sounds of your torn buttons clattering to the floor as he gets his helping of sugar from you is practically music to his ears. No need to worry though, he'll happily replace them if you behave~ Or don't behave, he'd probably like that better tbh- if just so he can show you who's in charge.

Marcos has expensive tastes as is but with the extra money he makes selling drugs he's more than capable of giving you proper princess treatment. Think VIP lounges and tables at fancy restaurants, he'll even pay a lil extra under the table so you get some much needed privacy for some one on one time... or imagine him presenting you with the prettiest pair of earrings you've ever seen... before quickly turning away so he could wipe the blood off of them proper. Best not to ask about where he gets some of the fancy shit he gives you, the challenge of physically getting the stuff he gives you just appeals a little more than clicking a button on his phone or swiping his card. That aside though, he'll take you wherever you want and likes giving you freedom to dress however you'd like so each time you get together he'll get a cute lil surprise by seeing how you put his lil gifts to use. Out of all the brothers he'd buy you the least amount of clothing, preferring to have you in the fancy stuff he already owns and wears since it really makes him feel like your his.

Manny takes a while to realize that the two of you are in a real sugar daddy kinda thing lol. For him it's only natural to go 110% and spoil your one and only soulmate. When he does realize that his darling really likes that princess treatment though he's going all out. He'd travel the world together, staying and banging in only the finest of hotels and airbnbs. All that romantic stuff you see like people riding gondalas or having dinner at the top of the Effiel tower? He wants to do that with you and will. Probably the least dommy bout spoiling his princess bc he just really wants affection, okay? Not like you could ever deny the puppy dog look he gives you when the guys practically begging for you to try on a new set of lingerie for him.

FLAWLESS OMGDNDMX DMD SLSI S.DI LOVE????? THANK YIU

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It Takes a Mob pt.6

Previous

First

“I still don’t get why Bill gets the kid. He didn’t even want him if the first place!”

Bill sighed he absentmindedly put a hand across the giggling mound on his front.

“Yeah yeah, you forget you’re a crackhead without an’ addiction. Can’t hide shit on you.”

Locking the door behind them, Bill checked that Danny could still breathe under the jacket Marv shoved over them.

Bill, quite frankly, felt like a child messing around in his father’s closet again.

The jacket was big on Marv, so Bill looked was drowning in the thing.

“You act like you aren’t happy that I’m the one doing the heavy lifting.”

Marv let out a guffaw from behind him,

“Heavy lifting? Bill, he’s a baby, weighs less than a handful of grapes.”

“Yeah, well how about we switch, and you say that after afterwards? I have a newfound respect for women.”

Danny poked his head out and seemed very entertained by the commute.

Happily babbling away an swiveling to and fro'.

‘Good instincts,’

Bill mused,

‘Keep them up kid. Watchful eyes, saves your guys and all that.’

The three thugs were walking together in a rough diagonal line with Bill in the center. It was casual enough not to draw attention but if needed they could have the kid covered. Maybe they were being a bit paranoid, but that pays in crime ally. The rest of the walk for what it was worth, was thankfully quiet.

Well, as quiet as Gotham could be. A couple of meagering drunks and some of the nosy ladies of the night withstanding.

A couple light jokes with the ladies and a look from the others got to the guys and they got were they needed to be without any fanfare.

No, problems only arose when they got to work.

It started at the door.

Danny was gently tucked away as they walked to the door.

“Hey fellas, I know we have no official dress code ‘round here but you’re pushing it with that dress.”

“Stan, if I wanted your opinion on my clothes I’d’ve asked ahead of time. Just check us in.”

Stan leaned against the door before dramatically lifting his clipboard.

“Alright, your names?”

“What?”

“What? Need a name to sign you in. Would hate to have all those hours to go unaccounted for.”

Oh, Bill hates Stan, pompous because got a job through daddy dearest. He would blame his upbringing, but Bill knew the Brat’s father. Gabe did his best with that one, just unfortunate that his kid took after his Ex-wife more often than not.

Any normal given night, this would be the moment that someone would have to descale the situation. Bill felt the urge to grab his knife in the back of his mind.

But this was no ordinary night. He was carrying something a lot squishier and more precious than his bruised ego at the moment.

“Bill.”

Was spat through gritted teeth. Stan clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Don’t see a Bill here.”

“Man, just let Bill in, you know him! He’s been working here for two years!”

“Well, I’m just doing my job Marv, you don’t have to be so feisty.”

Bill released out a deep breath be for uttering,

“William. Overbeck. Junior.”

“Ahh! Yup! There you are Junior! Making’ your old man proud, right?”

“Listen here you tweaky little fuck- “

“Stanley? you better not be messing with Bill out there! If you need to learn a thing or two from a senior than I can gladly-“

“No madam! Right this way.”

Bill always had a soft spot for Ken’s Me-mah. He made sure to step aside as Ken ran too her voice.

“Me-maw!!”

“Hi sugar, you’ve been keeping’ out of trouble now?”

Ken was grinning like a mad man as held the elderly lady.

“Only the stuff I’m not given permission to do!”

“That’s my boy.”

“What are you doing in our neck of the woods this evening?”

Marv asked as she walked over to the others.

“Oh, you know how it is in the kitchen, all the hard things to carry I just thought I was best I didn’t bother trying. We got enough flour and rice to feed all of crime alley that needs to be unloaded. Bill, Marv, do you mind helping a weak old woman?”

“Hardly weak, Me-mah. Everybody knows you have just as much sway as a general around here.”

“And don’t you forget it sonny! Now you two, come! We got work to do for tomorrow and the night is young.”

Bill shifted awkwardly on his feet,

“Well, you see- “

“Don’t you start with me William! I still know your daddy’s number! Now get!”

~~~~~~~~

Bill and Marv stepped into the old kitchen single file. The smell of spices and heat of the oven filled the air.

Bringing out a large cutting board Me-mah gestured to Bill with a knife.

“So, before we begin, do you boys want to tell me what you dragged into my kitchen?”

‘Shit,’

The men shared a glance, and Bill raised a hand to try to come up with something plausible.

“Don’t you think about lying or running, we all know I’ll eventually find out. The only question is am I finding out by you or by word of mouth. Now off with the coat Bill, unless you’re finally eating right.”

Bill put down his finger.

Danny let out a sneeze.

Letting out a sigh Bill reached for the zipper on his front and gingerly pulled it down before handing it to Marv.

“Oh.”

Me-mah gasped,

“That’s not a puppy.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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[plaqying]

sweetheart headcanons

sweetheart headcanons bc im relistening to milo's playlist for the hundredth time

sugar mommy/daddy/parental figure. they are definitely rich, and constantly buys stuff for the pack

raging mommy issues, but has the worlds best dad (basically the opposite of milo)

knows how to pole dance. dont even ask

enjoys horror games like mortuary assistant, silent hill and dead space, but loves games like sally face, fran bow, undertale, ddlc (they are yet to trick milo into playing this), omori and nso (idk what horror genre youd call this)

asked marie for help when they wanted to get better at healing

was 100% a fandom kid, specifically ddlc and undertale (self-projecting rn)

was a "pleasure to have in class"

is still scared of losing milo after inversion, which is why they like listening to his heartbeat cuz it reminds them that he's still there (someone commented this on the sleep aid vid and i cried)

was so happy when they met sam cuz it meant they werent the only empowered non shifter at pack meetings/solstices there

good at every single video game except minecraft. angel tried to get them to play it and they immediately fell off a cliff or something

gifted kid burnout

can only cook mac n cheese. other than that theyre almost as bad as asher

their mom was allergic to cats and they were never let near any, and got very excited when they met aggro since he was one of the first cats they had seen in a long time

always covered in cat fur

david is scared of them and they find it hilarious

the only one of the mates who actually met gabe (this is actually canon but whatever)

sometimes they'll explain empowered stuff to angel and babe, like how the department works and stuff

fully explained the covert thing asher got in trouble for to babe (they didnt explain how his name mysteriously disappeared from DUMPS list tho)

they kick absolute ass with babe playing just dance

contantly takes the piss outa milo and sams accent

really tall (same height as ash)

thats all i can think of rn, ill probably come up with more and post them separately, but i just wanted to get these idea out quickly before i forget about them

remember to not take any of this seriously, and that its all just my opinions and thoughs

luv u x

[slothspaghettiwrites]

Sloth's Kinktober 2.0 Masterlist

Ah, the weather is finally getting cooler. The nights are longer. It's officially spooky season. And with it, my second attempt at kinktober! Thank you everyone who submitted a request! There were so many delicious and devious thots that I can't wait to share with you all!

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Food Play - Dark!Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader

Pet Play - Bucky Barnes x Trans!Male!Puppy!Reader

Knife Play - Robert Pronge x Reader

Pegging - Sub!Loki Laufeyson x afab!Reader

Body Worship - Sub!Preserum!Steve Rogers x Reader

Size Kink - Frat boy!Chris Evans x SHORT!Fem!Reader

Shibari - Bruce Banner x Reader

CG/l - Tony Stark x Reader

Yandere - Ari Levinson x Reader

Cheating - Lee Bodecker x Reader

Impact Play (Spanking) - Daddy!Lee Bodecker x Babyboy

Primal Play - Alpha!Andy Barber x Alpha!Lloyd Hansen x Omega!Reader

Double Penetration - Andy Barber x August Walker x Fem!Reader

Biting - Werewolf!Lee Bodecker x Plus Size!Reader

Group Sex - Orgyverse Gang

Ovipositing - Venom x Eddie Brock x Reader

Somnophila - Dark!Andy Barber x Male!Reader

Threesome - Vampire!Bucky Barnes x Vampire!Steve Rogers x Succubus!Reader

Cum Play - Jake Jensen x Ghost!Reader

Overstimulation- Tentacle!Lee Bodecker x Reader

Blood Play - Vampire!Tony Stark x Reader

Praise Kink - Curtis Everett x Short!Reader

Knotting - Werewolf!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Sex Toys - Steve Rogers x Reader

Gagging - Orc!Lee Bodecker x Reader

Innocence Kink - Dark!Andy Barber x Reader

Chase Kink - Lee Bodecker x Reader

Fear Play - Andy Barber x Reader

Holding - Sugar Baby!Ransom Drysdale x Daddy!Reader

Daddy Kink - Gabe Kapler x Fem!Reader

Surprise fic for us all

[thebirdandthebee]

Easy As

IDK WHY I CAN’T GET GD GIFS TO WORK HERE. will fix asap.

A/N: Okay ya’ll this is going to have a big time jump! We will be back tracking, but I’m so soft for Daddy Carm and I couldn’t resist a parenthood ask list. Curious if any of you were right about baby genders? I think this kind of scratches the itch below, but I’ve got a few more Daddy Carm requests to work through.

Should we do something special for 30 chapters? LMK!

Vanessa Monaghan is the great of fresh air Carmen had been gasping for.

Chapter 29: Mush

“And what do we do when we flush the toilet?” Vanessa asked, looming over Gabriel Silvio Berzatto.

“Wash hands,” he looked up at his mother with those same blue eyes as his father, completely disarming her. He hopped up onto his step-stool and hummed along as he washed his hands, itching to get back out to the kitchen where Carmen was cooking up some lunch for the Berzatto babies.

“Good job, Gabey baby,” she cheered, giving him a high-five. Potty training had been hell. Gabriel had no interest whatsoever in using the toilet and he was a real late bloomer in that way. He was walking, running, talking – hitting all the other milestones, but could not care less about potty training. But they’d been making headway and as long as he was fully potty trained in the next few months, everything would be okay. “Should we go see what Daddy has made the wrecking crew for lunch?” She asked.

Gabriel ran back to the kitchen, bare feet slapping agains the hardwood and climbing right up into his toddler tower to help Carmen.

“Okay, now that our sous is back, we can finish up with the accouterment,” Carmen said, looking down at the bundle that was cradled carefully to his chest. “What do we think, G? Peppers, mushrooms, onions?” He asked.

“No mush,” Gabriel countered, picking up his little Fisher Price set and chopping vegetables alongside his father.

“The sous has requested no mush, and while we don’t normally allow for substitutions, we will make an allowance just this once,” Carmen narrated, dropping a kiss to the fuzzy little head peeking out of the sling.

Vanessa could hear the giggles from the kitchen as she pulled on her boots, knowing she’d need to combat the slush on the sidewalks until she could get into the building for her wax appointment.

It would be the first time since baby Myles was born that Carmen would be alone with both the boys. But it’d been 12 weeks since Myles came home from the hospital and she was in desperate need of a brow wax, manicure and pedicure. Carmen would be just fine for a few hours.

She pulled her hair out of the collar of her sweater and tossed it over her shoulders, wiping her fingers under her eyes to catch any stray mascara before exiting the bedroom.

“Look at Mama, look how beautiful she is,” Carmen said, lifting his eyes from the cutting board to see his wife in the archway. “Tell Mama she’s beautiful,” he encouraged.

“Beautful Mama,” Gabriel repeated to the best of his ability, smacking his own vegetables around his blue, plastic cutting board.

“Thank you, my love,” Vanessa crossed the room to drop a kiss on Gabe’s head.

“No sugar for Daddy?” Carmen asked, scooping his peppers and onions across the board and dumping them into a prep container. Vanessa stepped into his personal space, her perfume swirling around him.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she grinned before kissing him gently. “How’s my little baby?” She asked,

“I’m doing okay,” Carmen replied, “slave driver of a chef,” he said, eyes flicking to Gabriel who’d been picking at his sandwich roll.

Vanessa rolled her eyes. “How’s my littlest baby?” She gently pulled the fabric of the baby swing away from Carmen’s chest. Myles little cupid bow lips were pouted, long lashes resting against his cheeks as she slept soundly against Carmen’s chest.

“Still sleepin’,” Carmen supplied. “He’ll be up for a bottle in a bit,” he replied. “Go enjoy your Mama time,” He insisted. “The boys have it locked down here,” he added.

“Call me if you need anything, okay?” She asked.

“I won’t, but I will,” he replied, kissing her once more. “Go ahead,” He said, slipping his hand down her backside and squeezing her ass in his palm.

“Just me and you and Myles, G man,” Carmen said, firing up the range. “Okay, now we toast the buns,” he said, holding up two thick rolls from the Vietnamese bakery down the street. Gabriel giggled upon hearing his Daddy say buns, making Carmen laugh.

“Buns,” he repeated.

Carmen narrated all of his steps, sautéing veggies and reheating some of the meat he’d pre-prepared the week before. With Myles being so young and Gabriel being a bit of a handful, he’d been taking a few hours each week to prep some proteins and veggies they could easily slap into a dinner and make life easier.

He was tickled whenever Gabe would cook with him. For Christmas, he’d gotten Gabe a little apron with his name on it and he demanded to wear it whenever they were in the kitchen together, observing his Daddy move around the kitchen from the toddler tower Nat and Pete had gifted them for Gabe’s first birthday.

Not too much later, Gabe and Carmen were sitting at the kitchen table, both enjoying their sandwiches as Carmen also carefully fed baby Myles his bottle, still snug in his sling.

“What do we think Sous?” Carmen asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “Could have used a little more… depth, some umami.” He explained.

“I Gabe,” the little boy giggled, still not always understanding the concept of a sous chef. Carmen watched his son’s curls bounce with his laughter as he swung his legs back and forth in his chair. His blue eyes, his dirty blonde curls. If he didn’t know better, he’d assume Vanessa had nothing to do with Gabe’s procreation.

Myles was different, he was sure of it. Her dark eyes had appeared behind his delicate little eyelids and though he was still very bald, he held out hope that he’d have Vanessa’s dark hair.

“Did you know you’re my best friend, Gabe?” Carmen asked, taking another bite of his sandwich, watching his son. “You and baby Myles,” he added.

“Baby Myles,” Gabriel agreed, “best friend, Daddy,” he replied.

“That’s right, baby Myles is going to be your best friend, too,” he nodded, swallowing a dry patch at the back of his throat. “He’s so lucky to have you as a big brother.”

“Lucky Myles,” Gabriel parroted.

About two and a half hours later, Vanessa closed the front door softly behind her. Myles should be down for a nap and maybe Gabe had joined him as well. She didn’t hear any alarming noises as she slid off her boots and padded into the house. The kitchen and front living room were empty, but she heard the low volume of the TV in the family room humming and quietly slid in.

There, Carmen laid shirtless on the couch, Myles in just a diaper on his chest and Gabriel wedged between his Dad and the back of the couch, out cold and drooling on Carmen’s shoulder.

“Hi,” Vanessa greeted with a whisper.

“Hi Mama,” Carmen said quietly.

“Look at this cuddle puddle,” she grinned.

“I laid out here with Myles for some skin to skin and Gabe also wanted to take his shirt off,” Carmen grinned. “He got jealous and wanted a bottle, too.”

“Sweet boy,” Vanessa cooed, pushing Gabriel’s curls back from his face. Neither of his parents could bring themselves to get his haircut.

“How was the salon?” Carmen asked.

“Refreshing,” Vanessa said, pouting as her husband blocked her attempt to pick Myles up.

“My baby,” he said pointedly.

“Carm,” Vanessa gaped.

“Join us,” he insisted, “there’s room for you, Mama.” He added.

“There’s no way I can get in there without waking up the tornado,” she said knowingly.

“The tornado has requested Mama’s pasta for dinner,” Carmen said, tucking his free hand behind his head.

“Of course,” Vanessa grinned. “Babies are having an early bedtime tonight,” she said, trailing a freshly manicured nail down Carmen’s bare chest, tweaking his nipple. Carmen adjusted on the couch, a pleased smile on his face.

They had decided they didn’t want to wait long between Myles and their next baby, but this would definitely be the last. Vanessa and Carmen would never say out loud they were trying for a girl, but they were trying for a girl.

With Vanessa transitioning, at least for a few years, to staying home full time, they didn’t want to put too much time between babies.

“Mommy and Daddy time?” Carmen asked.

“As long as this one allows it,” she said, placing a gently hand on Myles’ back.

As if on cue, the newest member of the Berzatto family let out a crackly whine.

“Myles,” Gabriel grumbled, twisting against Carmen’s torso and burying his face further into his father’s chest. Vanessa giggled, picking up Myles so Carmen could tend to Gabriel as she walked back to the nursery.

“Are you Mama’s baby?” She asked, nuzzling into Myles warmth, cradling him to her chest against her soft sweater.

“I’m your baby!” Carmen called out.

“Not a baby Daddy,” she could hear Gabriel counter knowingly.

[slickchickchocolatier]

My Girlfriends Roommate - Chapter 7

No warnings for this but either chapter's 8 or 9 is where the smut begins. And I intend to post that tonight. I'm so sorry for the length guys, this story is like 34k words long, and I'm breaking it up to parts vs legit chapters because of tumblers word count limit. But we're close, I'm hoping the build up is doing something for your guys.

Summer was moving by fast, too fast. As much as you were eager for the day to come where you could see Samuel, you felt that the breezy days were flying by in a blink of an eye.

Vicky and the girls felt the same and took it upon themselves to savor the last few weeks of it to enjoy a shopping spree. You had an important exam to prepare for, so you decided to stay back and attend a study group session with some of your fellow classmates. When you returned to your dorm, Vicky had already returned and was in the room; large bags of clothes and accessories filled her bed as she was going in and out of her closet organizing everything.

You offered to help her, which she accepted with a smile. Noticing the large amount of the expensive clothing in the bags, you bit your tongue as you assumed Gabe was with her and purchased everything. If you weren’t glad in skipping out of the shopping events before, you certainly were now. Trying to avoid saying something smart regarding Vicky and Gabe’s “sugar daddy” relationship, you inserted a different topic instead trying to maintain a positive vibe.

“So, what else do you guys have plan for today?”

Vicky responded from inside her closet. “I think I’m going to hit up Ethan, which by the way, did you see him stop by today at all?”

You answered with a simple “no” as you took out the slink materials out of the bag and folded each article neatly. Vicky’s question had brought something to light.

Ethan was consistent in his visits to the dorm, either meeting with or picking up Vicky for a date. Yet it suddenly dawned on you that his visits came to an abrupt stop within the last few days. It was quite strange since you overheard him telling Vicky just four days ago that he would stop by every afternoon to give her a ride to the other side of campus for her summer courses. Vicky agreed since the campus was so widespread.

Yet, he stopped showing up. Ethan’s visit’s to the dorm wasn’t the only thing that had suddenly ceased. Apparently, he stopped texting and calling, he even stopped responding to her whenever she would reach out. He never gave Vicky an explanation. Vicky grew concerned and reached out to one of his frat members, to which they eased her worries after explaining that they’ve been seeing him every day.

Honestly, you were relieved to hear of that as well; you got used to Ethan and his small talks, so it was only natural for you to be slightly worried. Yet, the fact that he just decided to stop showing and communicating with her was still odd; you knew Vicky had plans to break it off with him but considering that she was asking if you had seen him or reaching out to his frat brothers regarding him, you knew that she hadn’t.

Since this was a matter between her and Ethan, you had no choice but to leave yourself out of it and hope for the best. The only thing was, since Ethan’s visits were at a pause, and Vicky still needed a ride for her summer courses, this propelled for Gabe to be around more often than you’d like. In fact, it was almost as if he replaced Ethan, thought Vicky maintained that she and Gabe weren’t dating, and as far as she knew her, and Ethan still were. Though to you it didn’t seem that way.

Two weeks went by since the day Ethan stopped showing up, and nothing had changed. One day, Vicky mentioned that she got to see him and was very vague about their interaction, so you figured it was a similar situation that of you and Samuel. Perhaps Ethan was just busy, he was practically reaching the finish line in college after all, so you didn’t think too far and just needed time to focus on his studies.

Maintaining the respect of not meddling in her business, you never asked or mentioned anything to Vicky. You could relate in having to sacrificing the desire to spend time with someone you cared about for the sake of them pursuing their ambition. You didn’t want to remind her and asked how Ethan was doing, so you left it all alone. Gabe showed up more frequently. Thankfully, he didn’t have a key, since Vicky gave hers to Ethan from before and apparently never got it back, so she often had to rely on you to unlock the door, which wasn’t an issue since your schedules were pretty much the same.

With Gabe swinging by as often as he was, you secretly wish Ethan would start back up with his visits to Vicky at the dorm. At first it was just a nuisance, Gabe started off with his usual rude manners, and while you would catch him always looking you up and down, you handled it in your usual tendencies of just ignoring it since you had way too much things on your plate that was worth your focus.

Until one day, Gabe took began taking it too far. He was getting out of hand with his mannerisms towards you, and it became infuriating with the number of times he brought a great deal of discomfort in your own room. There were times when Vicky would go use the bathroom, and you had to quickly make an excuse to leave the room and come back minutes later when you assumed she was done just so you could avoid sitting in the room alone with him for even a second.

Because the moment provided you were alone with him, he conducted himself inappropriately. Even if he and Vicky weren’t dating, it didn’t mean he had to act in a manner that was highly perverse and direct it to you, especially since it was unwarranted. Like the time he remained sitting on Vicky’s bed, tracing his fingers around his chest, his abdominal area, and then toward his pelvis, all the while making obscene noises and watching you as you were doing your homework. He must have thought you couldn’t hear him since you had your headset on, but you most definitely had, along with seeing him since your peripherals never failed.

There’s no way Vicky would stay friends with this idiot upon knowing how he acted whenever she wasn’t around, even if it meant losing him as a possible partner that would provide her that financial stability.

One time you caught him in looking at you, the moment you accidently glanced over when he had called your name, he licked his lips in a suggestive manner. Feeling fed up with his impolite gestures, you mouthed a silent “stop” to him, choosing to be discreet and not create awkwardness in front of Vicky.

His response was to stare at you directly with an unyielding look, almost like he took your warning as some sort of challenge to insists further at expressing this unwarranted desire for you. As frustrating as it was, you ignored him completely and made a mental note that once Ethan was finished with whatever was occupying his time from Vicky and coming back to his regular visits allotting for her to no longer rely on Gabe for rides, you would have to have a talk with her concerning him.

One week since went by, the youth of another Friday night graces the campus grounds. You sit back up against your headboard and conclude your homework for the night, happy that the weekend was already here since the week was dreadful with the approach of exams and enrollments for next semesters courses.

Vicky excitedly enters the room and rushes to your side, jumping on your bed to sit next to you.

“What are you doing tonight?” she asks clearly with an agenda in mind that she planned for the both of you.

“Nothing. What’s up?”

“So the girls and I are going to a party at one of the frat houses, it’s going to be fun. Let’s all go.” She states eagerly waiting for your response.

“Yeah sure, let’s go. What are we all wearing?” you ask greeting her smile with one of your own.

“I’m not sure yet, I have to pick an outfit, but the girls and I decided we want to be sexy.”

Chuckling, you fold your arm to cover your eyes. Vicky’s comment was comical. You reassured that she didn’t need to try, that she had already established herself as sexy the moment she stepped foot on campus.

“Vicky, you are sexy. In fact, when are you not sexy?” She laughs and responded, “I am not!”

“Yes you are. What about all those mini dresses you wear all the time? Are you kidding me?” you laugh wholesomely.

“We’ll if you say so, then it must be true.” she says in a playful manner.

The girls all met up at your dorm, they looked so beautiful all dolled up. Their hair and makeup done a bit heavier than normal but did well to set the mood for the night. You sat and tried to pick out a dress to wear for the evening, then you noticed that Vicky, as usual, was dressed to the nines. She looked so pretty showing off her red mini dress to you.

It showcased a deep plunging neckline to expose a heavy bit of cleavage, a series of jeweled bracelets, hair broach, and jeweled accents on her dress increased her appeal, making her look rather expensive let alone beautiful.

You smile in approval as Vicky looked over to you, twirling around showing off her outfit, taking delicate steps in her traditionally high opened toed black heels. The way she moved and flaunted herself reminded you of the models your mom used to talk about whenever she was at work, showing you videos and pictures of their infamous catwalks.

You were too little to think anything of the experience but seeing how beautiful Vicky looked triggered your memory of seeing those girls strutting their bodies in swaying motion. If you didn’t know any better, you would have suspected Vicky being a model herself, by the way she was able to move so smoothly and elegantly.

“You better hurry and get dressed! The party already started.” Vicky states after noticing you still had on your robe and sat next to a collection of dresses spread out on your bed.

Most of them belonging to the girls and Vicky since you didn’t have a lot of outfits that were suitable for club or party wear. Just then you remembered of a black cocktail dress your mother made for an event that was in honor of an award your father received.

You go through and slide hanger after hanger in your wall locker, as you recall seeing it when you had unpacked. Towards the end, you saw the high quality of the slinky black cloth hanging delicately. Not sure how you ended up bringing it with you, but you were glad you did as you admired the soft material, rubbing it between your fingers as it remained hanging.

As you slid the dress on, the material hugged every bit of your body; it was soft, and it felt silky. It sat nicely against your skin and felt so light and even though it wasn’t too tight, it was very form fitting, fitting you like a glove and flattered your appearance.

Unlike the outfits the girls were wearing, to include Vicky’s expensive attire, the dress reflected a different type of high class. It was of true Milan fashion and over-accentuated the appeal of the person wearing it. It suited your sense of established style as it was plain, simple, but just as, if not sexier and more elegant than what everyone else had on.

You stepped out from the closet to showcase your dress to the girls. You initially were worried when, upon seeing you, the group stood and stared without saying anything, including Vicky. Their eyes were wide, and their mouths drew open, yet you got nervous into thinking they didn’t like the simplicity of the dress as they remained frozen in their movement.

“Y/n….” one of the girls gasped out, covering her mouth as soon as she did as her eyes moved up and down admiring you.

“…You’re stunning.” Another blurted out. “Oh my god y/n…you…you look so chic.” “Where did you find that dress?” “Is it Valentino?” “How are you this sexy right now?” “Damn girl…what about us?”

The compliments and jokes went out and you felt relieved that they loved the dress. The dress was of course made for you, and you didn’t really mean that in the literal sense since it technically was. The neckline, much like Vicky’s, displayed a slight v-neckline, however, it did not plunge deep too deep, there was a modest flare to the tasteful amount of cleavage exposed. The dress was made six years ago, and compared to when you last wore it, your body had developed a little more since then, which of course enforced the dress to fit you just a tad bit tighter than before. Yet, it absolutely did not work against you, instead, it beautifully displayed you as the elegant, classy, and beautiful woman you had now become.

The spaghetti straps held the dress in place and the skirt was a bit more modest in length, just enough to reflect a fashion of class and elegance, mirroring an image of true high fashion and not just sexy clubwear.

You matched the dress perfectly with a pair of black open toed heels that had strapped around your ankles. Thanks to your mother’s career choice, you were given these shoes as a gift, which you came to really appreciate at this very moment considering they were red bottoms.

Your hair, which normally was pinned up in the usual loose bun or tucked under your beanie, fell freely, exposing a subtle flow of waves. For the first time you were going to let it all hang down, finishing off the look with a single black cuff bracelet and a black choker.

Your lips were stained semi-dark rouge, along with a light application of smokey eye shadow, a touch of blush and powder on your face and a subtle winged liner tracing your lid. The alluring essence of haute and chic fashion was oozing from your look. You were ready to enjoy the night with your friends, but not without sneaking in a selfie or two to send to Samuel; even though you agreed to let him be to focus on his studies, you wanted to show off your look so he could see how pretty you made yourself with him in mind.

Your hair swayed and decorated your frame beautifully as you moved and walked over to the group signaling that you were ready. They stood for a moment, taking notice that while you kept the accessories to a minimum, had on the plainest outfit, and your hair left free and un-styled, they didn’t need to use words to express the slight bit of envy and shock at how gorgeous you looked. Vicky in particular, tapped her finger on her lip as her eyes grazed you up and down checking you out. They must have noticed that you were beginning to feel shy as they began blurting out compliments and told you how perfect you looked.

Even Vicky, linking arms with you, played with your long hair and told you that you did beautiful. You all made your way and walked to the frat party, it was nearly a block away, but the air was too nice to pass so everyone decided to travel by foot. On the way over, you met up with some familiar faces of classmates who were all heading to the same destination.

The frat house was booming, the loud bass of DJ’s music, the frenzied interactions of the attendees, and the smell of alcohol beverages swarmed the perimeter of the yard as you and the girls walked up to the door.

You remained behind the group, linking arms with Cassie, a fellow classmate you ran into on your way to the party. Like you, Cassie wasn’t used to these settings and with that commonality shared, you walked with her by your side sharing a sense of excitement and nervousness as you both attend your first frat party.

Vicky led the group in, being the first to walk in through the door. Earning a series of “ooh” and “ah” from everyone, which continued as the girls followed suit closely behind her. Everyone viewed the girls and admired how pretty they looked, especially Vicky.

For a minute, you felt so nervous as you and Cassie walked in trailing behind Vicky and the others, you had never been to a party where there were so many unfamiliar faces, and a diverse age group. With Cassie still linked around your arm, you both entered. After a few steps in through the entrance, majority the people, maybe even all of them, took a pause from enjoying the festivities. The nervous sense within your gut shot through you like bullets as you watched the reaction of everyone staring at you.

Nobody said anything. Not a single sound emerged from their lips, just cups being lowered from their faces, mouths left agape, eyes widening, and the music being turned down by the DJ as he pushed back one side of his headset. Everyone simply stared and even though Cassie stayed close, it felt like all eyes were on you.

You both walked through and caught up with the rest of the girls, making way towards the conjoined kitchen and dining area. You heard the DJ turning the music back up as everyone seemed to have snapped back to their senses and continued to enjoy the party as if nothing had happened.

Regardless of everyone getting back to the groove of the party, you and the girls noticed the stares and silent admiration you were receiving as they walked past. A different form of complimenting compared to Vicky, who was receiving verbal gestures of how delightful she looked.

But you preferred it that way. You weren’t used to interacting with so many people and since everyone at the party were entirely new to you, you found that the silent form of their compliments was more suitable for you.

You didn’t see where Vicky ran off to, assuming she probably saw someone she knew and went speak with them, you and the rest of the group stationed yourselves around the kitchen island where a plethora of beverages were staged.

A fellow student nominated himself as the party’s bartender as he was on the opposing side of the island, pouring and serving drinks for everyone. Occasionally he would verbally reach out to either you or one of the girls to hand him a bottle of a specific beverage from the separate L-shaped counter that surrounded you from behind.

Cassie ended up meeting and hanging with her group shortly after locating them in the room next to the kitchen, leaving you and the girls to mingle amongst yourselves as you enjoyed the DJ’s playlist and sipping on a Red Bull. Something you only consumed during events such as this due to you not really being familiar with members of the party, excluding Vicky and the girls.

Keeping it under adult roar, you limited your alcoholic consumption to 5 drinks/shots or less to play it safe. You didn’t want to get drunk anyhow, since sending out your selfies to Samuel, there was a chance that he might reach out or call later in the evening. You wanted to be fully capable of having a nice long conversation to catch up with him with the risk of passing out. You tend to be a sleepy drunk after all.

You and the girls engaged in small talk, standing as a row along one side of the island. The girls were delightfully paired with their boyfriends as they came by shortly after you had arrived at the party. You scooted down closer to the inner corner of the L-shaped counter, allowing for more space as the boys stood next to the girls, enjoying the party.

You strike up a conversation with the boy who was bartending along with his girlfriend standing nearby helping him with making the drinks, a pleasant way to keep you from getting bored as you stood off to the side in a lonesome state next to the girls with their boyfriends wrapped around them.

Yet, the enjoyment of their company was short lived as the bartender and his girlfriend began to exchanged kisses and hugs whenever they took a break from making the drinks. Only making you wish strongly that Samuel was here to be with you. Taking a sip of your drink, something caught your attention, a tall figure making way towards the island. The lighting inside the house was dim, but you could easily make out at who was approaching the bartender, even though this person was looking a little dressier than his usual choice of attire.

Ethan.

[arlakos]

OK SO HEAR ME OUT

Miraculous Worlds is basically a crossover with a universe where Ladybug and Cat Noir are evil right?

So... that likely means Gabriel is good.

Assuming that the whole origin story of the show plays out, I'd like to think that this universe could be the one where Gabriel got his shit together after Emilie's death and actually tried to be there for his son.

I also headcanoned prior to the emodrien reveal that Adrien ran away from his home as a result of Gabriel's grief and him nearly becoming canon!Gabe, resulting in Gabriel having a heel face turn, but it seems that canon nipped that idea in the bud :(

ANYWAYS, my point being that this could also be the universe where Gabriel realise what he had in front of him and actually married Nathalie instead of using her as a tool to get his old wife back.

MY POINT IS THIS

I want canon!Adrien to meet his alternate universe father and learn about his marriage to Nathalie and be like "this is so damn cute but also sad father why did you not DO THIS."

THIS SHOULD'VE BE SET BEFORE SEASON 5 SO THAT I CAN SEE GOOD DADDY GABE LAY THE SMACKDOWN ON THE FILTHY RAT HACK-MOTH.

Ok that's enough sugar, im gonna go back to salting on the show now. Special's probably gonna blow, but I love how the fandom is making so much cool fanart for this.

[esaari]

Gabe was destined to be a sugar daddy looking like that god damn

[will graham voice] this is my design

[boykingofhellsam]

the fake dating au?

So my fake dating/sugar daddy au is a mix of two fics now one. So Lucifer is q mega dilf who is raising jack on his own. Hes struggling to pay the bills. He has a talent for art and wants to be a tattooist but the only shop in twon is owned by Azazel and Lucifer hates his guts so he cant really take an apprenticeship there. His family come to visit qnd are quite judgemental but gabe keeps trying to get him a gf but he is happy single.

Sam is a lawyer who is a very open bi dude but dean keeps trying to get sam a gf but he is more into men than women but he keeps throwning girls at him. Sam and Lucifer met at a bar hanging out and bonding over their shared brothers interfering in their ating lives.

They go over to lucifers and have sex and lucifers family walk in surprised to see Sam so Lucifer just says that Sam is boyfriend and Sam is to hung over to really disagree and it basically goes from there.

I could literally talk about this fic for ages so ill be finishing it very soon. I always make ao3 summarys of my fics so theres this ones:

[tajthebear]

Hi. How are you doing today. Sorry for invading your privacy. Your blog looks fascinating and kindly Dm if you’re interested being in a sugar relationship 😊

I'm not looking. But if you want to Facebook you can Gabe Fain or French Gold they are always looking for a Sugar Daddy.

[zarcake-writes]

Hey! So i was reading your Sugar daddy and his baby fic -the Gabe x reader one - and was wondering if there is a part two to it? If there isnt, may i request a part two? Thank you so much

I do plan on having a second official part, so enjoy this snippet anon.

“Gabe? Are you sure youwant the cat?” you asked. It’s been almost a year since that little grey cathad her kittens in your closet. You decided to keep her while two of herkittens were adopted, the small black one though wasn’t so lucky. No one seemedto want him. But Gabe was thrilled, he wanted the little guy since he was born.

“Yes, I’m sure. Thelittle guy loves me,” Gabe said. He was sitting down in your living room withthe young cat on his lap. He was asleep and purring loudly, his already massivepaws were kneading the air slightly. The mother cat was watching from thecouch, a look of content on her face.

“True, he does. And I thinkyou love him as well,” you teased. Gabe gave you a look but let out a softlaugh.

“I do. He’s going to bea monster when he gets older.”

“Going to be? He’salready double the size of his mom and is taking up your whole lap.”

“Shhh, you’ll make himself-conscious about his body size. Don’t listen to her guapo, she’s justjealous she’s not on my lap,” Gabe loudly whispered to the cat. Gabe ran a handover his head and the cat let out a loud chirp. You snorted and gave the olderman a kiss on the cheek. The noise he let out sounded almost like a purr.

“I’m not jealous of acat, Daddy.”

“You sure?”

“Don’t tease me Daddy. I’lltease you back. And you can’t do anything about it,” you said smugly.

“And why is that?” Gabechallenged.

“Because you have a caton your lap.”

“So?”

“That means you can’tmove Daddy! It’s a rule.”

“Really?” Gabe asked. Helooked down at the cat on his lap then back up at you. “Shit, you’re right.”

“I always am. I’ll getsome of his favorite things together and let the cat rescue know I foundsomeone who will take the big guy.”

“Alright baby girl. I’llbe here with this guy.” Gabe watched you stand up, he gave you a smirk. Youleaned down and kissed his lips softly. He let out a soft moan and reached foryou.

“I’ll be back Daddy.”

Gabe sat in the livingroom with the cat while you got the stuff ready. The mother cat approached himand sat in front of the large man.

“Hey mama. I’m gonna giveyour baby boy a wonderful home. You ok with that?” Gabe asked. The cat let outa small meow and rubbed against his knee. Gabe only chuckled and scratched themom on the top of the head.

You entered the livingroom with a bag and smiled at your Daddy. He was such a big man, so strong andhandsome. And seeing him being so gentle with cats made your heart swell. You keptthat feeling in check. You shouldn’t be having those feelings, not for yourSugar Daddy, but he was so handsome and kind. You couldn’t help but fall in lovewith the man. You ignored your pounding heart and sat down the bag.

“You thought of a namefor him yet?” you asked.

“Mmm something cool.”

“Well, Midnight is playedout.”

“Yeah. I was thinkingReaper or Licorice.”

“Those are two totallydifferent names, Daddy,” you laughed. You sat in front of the man and the greycat crawled onto your lap.

“Don’t laugh at his namebaby.”

“Sorry Daddy. I like Licorice.”

“Licorice it is then,”Gabe said.

“Cat Dad Gabe and hisbaby Licorice,” you giggled.

“You’re my baby too.”

“I know. But, that wouldbe Sugar Daddy Gabe and his Sugar Baby.”

“You’re correct, babygirl.”

“Come on Daddy. Let’s goget your apartment ready for Licorice. It will also give him time to saygoodbye to his mama,” you said. You pushed the grey cat off your lap and stoodup. Gabe nodded and did the same with the black cat. He let out an annoyed meowand looked up at Gabe.

“I’m sorry guapo, but Ineed to go get my place ready for you,” Gabe told the cat. The cat only meowedat him.

“Come on Daddy.”

“I’m coming baby girl.”Gabe followed you out of the apartment. His carried the bag in one arm and wrappedhis other arm around your waist. You couldn’t help but lean your body againsthis slightly. He glanced down at you and smirked, his chest swelled with loveand happiness, but he swallowed that feeling down.

[toogayforthistoday]

Rose, Delilah, and Orchid for Husk from the flower themed asks? (@alovesickdork)

@alovesickdork Hey Mary! Thanks for the ask!! I get to talk about my grumpy old man!!!

Rose - How many brain cells would you estimate there are between you and your f/o?

Probably 3? It’s hard to tell, they tend to go on vacation everytime we go drinking XD

Dahlia - What song and/or song lyric do you most associate with your f/o?

‘Old Number Seven’ by The Devil Makes Three.

“ So I'm sitting as the bar stool it starts to grow roots I'm feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes Tell me what is it that I should do And I'm swimming in the liquor only half way through

So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be Come on now and wrap them around me 'Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep Come down here and lay next to me “

Orchid - Is your f/o also your favorite character from their respective media, or is it someone else?

Husk and Arackniss are tied for my favourites, but Niss isn’t in the show yet, and that makes me sad.

~ Gabe

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