#yes thats my real hand and my bedroom

[rudaartista]

Gently hold the Pilby

[bigfatbimbo]

i will fight someone in my belief that lucifer would be WHIPPED for a partner (or wife) thats like a skyscraper compared to him. hes already a bit on the shorter side, but falling in love with a sinner (or someone born in hell) that could manhandle him like a pencil? hes down and ready to be a househusband like no other

(literally just LOOK at lilith that enough is complete evidence and you'll witness me die on this very hill...)

OH MY GOD FOR REAL ITS CRAZY.

No because he would be so ready to be a househusband oh my god. Other than a bunch of paperwork, I doubt he has many ‘big jobs’ these days as Lucifer.

So he’s home a lot of the time.

And if you’re just towering over him, HE’S DOWN SO BAD. He so has a type for tall people and it shows.

He would be so absolutely whipped he’d be doing tasks around the house for you at your command. You need your laundry done while you’re out? Shoot him a text, he’ll do it immediately.

He just wants to please you, and yes, it helps that you’re a skyscraper compared to him. I’ve said this in posts before but literally manhandle him, he’ll be so flustered he’ll die.

Maybe if you come home from a long day, he’ll greet you with a tray of cookies he baked for you. To thank him, simply scoop him up (cookie tray still in hand) and carry him to the nearest bedroom or mattress for cuddles.

[nereidprinc3ss]

hii! could i request something w spence where he asks uni reader to move in with him and r is kinda nervous about it please🙏🙏 love all of ur fics, and thanksss 🫶🫶🫶

yass this is super cute!!!! thank you for the request, hope i did it justice

warnings/tags: fluff!! a teensy bit suggestive at the end if u squint... i cant help myself. i'm an animal

requests are open! sfw and nsfw welcome

(a/n: this is probably an awkward spot to put this but I didn't wanna make a whole other post: THANK YOU GUYS FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT!!! i have gained over 100 followers since i last posted and have over 1k notes on both of my recent works thats literally bonkers insane crazy town ACTUALLY. i love hearing your thoughts and reactions to my work even if its just a silly little comment. so yeah. thanks and so much love to u ALL)

“So basically, I’m not allowed in the dorm except to sleep because she always has her boyfriend over, and I told her that’s literally insane—I’m paying thousands of dollars to be there just like her. If she wanted privacy she should have gotten a single. She can’t just lock me out of our shared bedroom all the time! I live there!” 

You’re stabbing violently at your food by the time you finish your verbal tirade. 

“Okay, maybe put the knife down before you hurt yourself,” Spencer suggests, readying a hand to take the implement away from you if necessary. The knife clatters against your plate as you drop it. 

“She’s driving me fucking crazy,” you mumble, rubbing your eyes until you see fireworks. “And the housing department said I don’t have grounds to transfer rooms, so I’m stuck with her for the rest of the year.” 

There’s no reply from your boyfriend, and a pang of guilt in your chest makes you look up at him again. His expression, as so often is the case, is inscrutable. 

“I’m sorry for ranting. I’m really happy to see you and I don’t mean to ruin dinner, I just—” 

“You could stay with me,” he interrupts. 

You blink. 

“Like... when she locks me out?” 

Spencer laughs self-consciously. 

“No, like... permanently.” 

For a moment you just gape at him like an idiot, trying to comprehend his offer. 

He wants you to move in... with him. Permanently. He wants to live with you. 

You realize you’ve been staring at him for far too long, and you lean back, inhaling deeply as the world launches into motion again. 

“That’s... a big step, Spence,” you breathe. His eyes scan you head to toe, and you realize he’s most definitely analyzing your body language. 

“You don’t have to say yes. It was just an offer,” he shrugs, standing up and clearing the plates from the table.  

“Wait,” you call, following him to the kitchen. “Are you upset now because I leaned away from you when you asked?” 

He turns from the counter, looking at you blankly. 

“Of course not. That would be ridiculous.” 

Oh, he totally is. 

You tentatively step forward, gently lacing your fingers through his—but unable to meet his eyes.  

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” you begin gingerly, “but I’m... I’m not done with school. We always said I would move in once I graduated.” 

“That’s an arbitrary limitation we set for ourselves. There are plenty of ways to get you from here to campus every day.” 

“But you’re not even here sometimes. I would just be alone.” 

“You would have the whole apartment to yourself. You would have my bed. You wouldn’t have to share a shower with an entire floor of college students anymore. And ultimately, we would get to spend a lot more time together.” 

You try to speak but find your throat is tight. Spending more time together is exactly what you’re afraid of. 

“What’s your real objection here?” he asks quietly, running his thumb back and forth over the underside of your wrist. You swallow, watching the motion of his hand.  

“I’m afraid, that if we move in together... you’ll stop liking me.” The words come out paper thin, barely audible. 

And he laughs. Your teary eyes dart up, surprised by the reaction—slightly hurt, even. 

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, I’m not laughing at you,” Spencer says, sobering up when he sees your baleful expression. “I just can’t believe you think I’d stop liking you.” He wipes away the tears beading on your eyelashes delicately. “I’m in love with you. Neurologically that is pretty hard to undo.” 

You study his face, looking for any sign of hesitation or dishonesty. All you find is pure fondness in the curve of his lips; utter devotion in the soft set of his eyes. 

“You promise you won’t start hating me as soon as I move in?” 

“I promise.” 

You lean against his chest, craning your neck to look up at him. 

“I can be pretty annoying.” 

“I think I can handle it.” 

“I take really long showers.”  

He kisses you softly. “Me too. I’m sure we can figure out a way to conserve water.” 

Despite your reservations you smile against his lips. 

“Okay?” he asks. 

“Okay.” 

[princessbrunette]

introducing… lord rafe! 🎀

comes with his very own gun and cocaine! pretty girls sold separately . ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃

things were different since rafe took the reigns to tannyhill. you hadn’t seen anything like it in real life, only in tv shows and movies. the party house of kildare. a house where rafe was a god and everyone else bowed down. you were the fresh meat, just a girl who got swept up in it all when things began. the older more experienced kook girls had befriended you with a perverted and deranged look in their eye, promising you elite access to tannyhill and rafe’s seemingly endless bank account. you had nowhere else to go, you couldn’t say no.

it had all but progressed into near worship over the few weeks you were staying there. it was a blur of parties by night, and days spent in little to no clothes curled up to the eldest cameron’s side in a pile of other women that massaged him and pet you like a baby kitten. you’d smushed your cheek into his side, still drunk as the sun came up on his porch and asked if he was the king of the castle.

“more like lord of the manor type of shit, you know?” he’d smirked, peering down at you with his sunglasses still perched on his nose. it was from that day it began, all the girls — including yourself addressing rafe as the lord.

“yes, lord.” “yes, my lord.” “anything you want, lord cameron.” the other girls would pur — swanning around him like you were his playboy bunnies, but at the end of each day, if you weren’t his arm candy at a party it would be you speared on his cock — surrounded by the other girls. like mentioned, you were fresh meat. the other girls were happy to be accessories, walking around in bikinis to make the house look good but you — you were his star of the show. his favourite.

he lays against the pillows, sighing out shakily as you sink down on him. maybe the slight tremble was from the line of coke he’d done off your tits, maybe he’d just been craving the hot warm clamp of your cunt. a handful of girls — maybe 6 or 7, surround the two of you on the bed, like watching prey get devoured by its predator. moaning though no one touched them, sliding their hands over you and guiding your hips to ride him. the most established of the bunch appears at your ear, staring down at the way your cunt swallows him and whispers to you “thats it. keep pleasing him. you’re so perfect.” you couldn’t tell if they all wanted what you had, they didn’t show it, nor did they act out in jealousy — it was like it had been an elaborate plan to steal you into their clan all along.

people talked, and maybe you’d been a little reckless — rafe often choosing his moments to fuck you with the balcony doors wide open, giving anyone who passes by a direct view into the master bedroom where he takes you apart. you’d become desensitised, no stranger to asking ‘daddy’ to put a baby in you as other girls wandered in and out the room, sometimes staying to watch the show. it wasn’t often people dared to make commentary on the things they’d heard about the goings-on at tannyhill however — not wanting to lose access to the best parties on the island.

you still remember the way that drunk guy approached you all on the porch towards the end of the night at a party, interrupting rafe in the middle of his elaborate stories with you tucked up to his side, surrounded by some friends and the rest of the usual women.

“awesome party rafe. you gotta let me in on your secret.” he stumbles, and rafe’s eyes flutter in irritation at the interruption.

“yeah, no secret man. just a good place with good people.” he drawls, uncharacteristically humble before going on to continue with his story.

“i gotta ask though, is this some fucked up cult? i heard some crazy shit, bro. its a little weird, you know?” he continues on anyway, and you watch rafe stiffen, smiling disappearing into a tongue pressed to the inside of his cheek.

he pushes up slowly and you slide off his shoulder where you’d been resting, watching the man slowly wander towards the guy as he scratches at his cheek in thought.

you see him untuck something from his waistband as he approaches, and you don’t quite catch what it is — but as rafe looms over the stranger, pressing whatever it is to his lower abdomen and speaking in his ear, you’re guessing from the look on the guys face that it’s a gun.

“get the hell off my property and don’t come around here asking dumb shit again, a’ight?” he drawls out in a fairly quiet tone, but the atmosphere had fallen silent enough to hear a pin drop. the guy scurried away, never to be seen again — rafe saw to that.

you had never felt the urge to challenge rafe cameron, but now you were certain you’d stay submissive to him forever.

[look-at-the-soul]

Endless love

(Modern) Tommy Shelby x reader

✨ I wrote this for @justrainandcoffee Alfieversary! My dearest Flor who knew fanfiction and Peaky Blinders would cross our paths! Thank you for always being so kind and generous-and talented!-, becoming mutuals here for a short time and somehow it feels as if we knew each other in person. Cheers to many, many more Alfieversaries!

Summary: Y/N is “forced” to leave her husband and baby for the weekend, so join Tommy to sort parenthood by himself for a couple of days. How will he deal with everything? Including a fussy baby.

Word count: 2.5K

A/N: we know I try to make moodboards right? 🤭

“Okay, erm so there’s milk storage enough.” Y/N mumbled, taking one more look around the bedroom. “Emma’s nappies are in the first drawer, keep her bunny close to-“

“Her face, I know.” Tommy produced a small chuckle, trying hard not to roll his eyes as he had already heard his wife’s instructions for almost a week. “Love, just leave that there, take a deep breath and have a margarita for me, we’ll be fine.”

Looking down at his six-month old he found her big beautiful eyes staring at him.

Y/N blinked nervously, this was the first trip away from Emma, it’s was a natural thing to be nervous.

“I can’t drink a margarita, remember?” She pointed at her breasts for a clearer message. Although she really wanted one.

This was actually her first real going out in a long time, somehow her life had been turned upside down full of baby trips to the doctor’s appointments, quick trips to get the groceries, restless nights of feedings. Thats why when Tommy insisted she should make the trip with Rose and the girls, she thought it would be a good idea to have a little time to herself.

But suddenly, her phone started ringing and loads of messages arrived simultaneously.

“Are you su-“

Tommy cut his wife’s words. “Yes, now go before Rose comes up to take you.”

Y/N gave Tommy a worried look, she couldn’t help it.

“Say goodbye to mama,” he waved Emma’s little hand. “Buh-bye mam!” He imitated a childish voice.

Y/N felt her heart clenching inside her chest when she kissed her daughter’s chubby cheeks.

“If you need anything just call and I’ll be back.” She rushed to say before kissing Tommy’s lips. Stepping out of their home, she blew them a kiss.

Tommy finally felt confident enough to release the air he had been holding. He was beyond nervous for not having his wife around whilst taking care of their baby, he was actually panicking to do anything wrong.

As Tommy closed the door he saw Emma’s lip quiver and a second later, she let out a big cry.

“Oh no, no darling don’t cry.” Tommy tried to soothe her. Small legs kicking with such force that made him think of a small tornado. “It’s alright, mama will be back in a couple of days…” he mumbled tried to get his daughter to settle.

His phone started buzzing in his pocket, he tried to rock Emma, but her cries became louder. Pressing the green button so fast that he didn’t look at the name on the screen.

“‘Lo?”

“Is Emma alright? I heard her crying.”

Tommy gasped. “Yes, of course, it’s the television… there’s a baby crying.” He lied.

He noticed Y/N’s hesitation so he rushed to assure her everything was fine and encouraged her to have a great time with her friends. Then, Tommy searched the channel with calm music Y/N used to rock Emma to sleep, in an attempt to settle his baby.

“How can a little thing like you cry so loud?” Tommy sighed defeated. He was one step from giving up. “I don’t know how your mama does it.”

He had tried everything, absolutely everything. And nothing seemed to work.

Was his baby sick? Hurting?

“What is it baby girl?” He wiped away the tears from her eyes, long lashes wet, chubby cheeks red from the intensity of her cries.

A sudden flashback appeared on his mind and with long strides, he walked into their bedroom hoping to find Emma’s bunny in its place. It had been a birth gift by Rose, and his daughter didn’t seem to like anything else.

“Look… here’s your bunny.” He tried tickling her cheeks. “And let’s take Mummy’s blanket alright?”

Tommy felt on the brick of desperation, was he really a useless father? One who couldn’t make his daughter stop crying?

His heart was aching.

Tommy wondered how would they survive for the entire weekend without Y/N. He started seriously doubting his parental skills in that moment.

Wrapping his baby in Y/N’s blanket seemed to bring some comfort for his baby. Groaning he covered his face with one of the thin cloths they used to go outside, it was small piece that only covered his features partially but then he heard a small giggle and a raspberry from Emma.

Startled, he removed the sheet from his face and looked down at what was making her giggle.

“You liked your silly daddy?” He asked mimicking a ridiculous voice.

He tried the trick once more.

And to his surprise, Emma giggled again, there was a bit of droll on her chin, big blue eyes sparkling just for him.

“You like Mr. Napkin?!” He asked in disbelief. “Yes you do!”

Getting up, he got a larger napkin from the kitchen and after covering his face again, but he added his glasses.

“Mr. Napkin needs help to see.” He repeated what it seemed like the best acting performance ever. “Oh! I see a beautiful happy little girl.” He turned to face his baby laying in one of his arms.

Emma laughed uncontrollably and kicked her legs happily.

“You know what? Mr. Napkin needs a smoke.” He announced, producing a cigarette from its case. But once he added it to his performance, he noticed a small pout. “Oh no, no… that’s a bad habit, don’t do it.”

Once he got his little girl to settle again, he sighed relieved when he saw the big yawn she offered.

“Mr. Napkin would like a nap too.”

But before he could close his eyes, his phone started ringing and the sound woke his daughter up.

“Shit. Alfie what do you want?”

“Just making sure you’re in one piece still… heard the Misus are having the time of their lives.” Alfie announced.

“I know you’re miserable when Rose is away, but I’m busy here mate.”

“That’s exactly why I was calling, to offer some child support.”

Tommy snorted. “Alfie the last thing I want is you taking care of my daughter.”

Alfie didn’t took that personally, he knew as a matter of fact that he had the opposite effect in Tommy’s daughter. “When will you finally admit your daughter likes me?”

“She likes pulling at you beard and your dog.”

“Look we both know you’re going to make the girls come back earlier from their trip and the least thing I need is having Rosie mad at me at your fault, so meet me and Cyril at the beach.”

“That sounds like an awful idea.”

“See ya.”

The actual plan worked like wonders, Emma was thrilled to spend time with Cyril, because being honest, he got all protective over Emma, and despite his size he acted like a cotton ball, bringing her sticks. But Tommy wasn’t going to admit that out loud.

Of course Alfie teased him endlessly for acting over protective towards the baby just because he made sure his daughter wouldn’t suffer damage from the sun. Or any kind of damage for that matter.

“What are cha gonna do when your little pumpkin starts messing around with boys and-“

Tommy gave him a death stare.

“Wha? You can’t keep her locked mate…” Alfie pointed out as the girl grabbed some sand in her small fist.

“That’s not going to happen.” Tommy answered with a clenched jaw.

Just the mere thought of it, made his insides twist.

And to Alfie, to have the chance to tease Tommy it was like the cherry on top, it was something he wasn’t going to let it pass.

By the time they went back to their apartment, Emma was sound asleep in the back seat.

After changing his baby girl into a pajama set, Tommy walked around the place to set the alarm and taking the remote, he turned off the lights.

To his surprise, he got a message from his wife.

Missing you both like crazy! xx

We missed you too, Emma was thrilled to take a little trip to the beach xx - he replied.

Almost immediately, his phone started ringing and the photo of his wife holding their baby appeared on the screen.

“I know I said I wasn’t going to disturb you, but…” her sweet voice made him smile.

“‘S alright, I was just getting ready to sleep.”

“But it’s still early.” Y/N pointed out turning around to look the hour.

“I am exhausted.” He dragged the words.

Turning the call into video, Y/N noticed the bags under his eyes. The dim light cascading over his cheekbones.

“Looks like someone’s having the time of her life.” He complimented.

“We had a massage and I ordered a virgin cocktail.”

Tommy shook his head. “No booze? What’s the fun in that?”

“Stop temping me.” Y/N pouted. “I’ll let you’ve some rest, tomorrow it’s going to be a long day.”

Tommy yawned and wished his wife a good night.

****

A babbling sound make him open his eyes asTommy tried to fix his blurred vision.

Groaning, he got up. “Morning, sunshine.” He kissed the top of her head as he pulled her against his chest and went back to bed.

Instinctively, Emma started nibbling his nipple.

“Oh sweetie, you won’t find anything there.” Tommy explained with a chuckle.

But Emma wasn’t in the mood and a round of loud cries started right away.

“I get it, the milk provider is moving right away, give me a sec.” He got up and carried his baby towards the kitchen, to prepare the bottle for her. A few minutes later, Emma was sucking happily.

“Such a drama queen eh?” He stared at her soft features. Wondering what life had in store for her. “What do you wanna do today? We can go to the park, or the pub bet your uncles would love to see you.” He proposed as his baby was focused on her milk. That way he could get some help because everyone in his family adored his daughter.

Despite his wealth, Y/N refused hiring a nanny. She was adamant to be in charge of everything related to their daughter. And being completely honest with himself, he was grateful for being able to spend quality time with his first born, Y/N deserved all the credit for that, she helped him feel comfortable by giving his daughter a warm bath and helping as much as he could, being a present father.

She had already threatened him to include a hairstyle masterclass so he could learn to do braids and pigtails.

After a quick bath for him and another one for his daughter. He felt proud of managing to put an asthetic outfit for Emma, he actually went safe with clear colors God forbid that one time he changed her into a set that didn’t match, Y/N scolded and teased him endlessly. As Tommy was looking in one of the drawers for a clean sheet so he could place his baby on the floor, he found a small box where Y/N kept a bunch of things she said that were useless but you might need some day. The thought made him chuckle, but a sharp movement opened the lid and its content fell to the floor.

That’s when he saw something that caught his attention.

A playful smile spread on his lips and he rushed to the living room to set everything.

It took him a while to carry on with his idea, but once he was finished, he stood there proudly to admire his creation, the smile on his daughter’s face told him he did a good job. Oh, the things he’d do for that little Miss Sunshine. She had him wrapped around her little finger.

Snapping a photo, he pressed a few buttons to send it to his wife.

“What is that?!” Y/N asked raising her voice, excitement was evident.

Tommy’s chest expanded proudly as he looked at his mini-me in awe. “She’s being giggling nonstop.”

“This is the best idea ever!” Y/N sounded surprised, so he was still able to be one step ahead.

“Cheapest trick to keep her busy.” Tommy added, sending the photo to the Shelby’s chat group.

“I can’t wait to go back home.” He knew being away wasn’t easy for her, specially because she was so attached to Emma.

“The day will fly by and you’ll be back before you know it.” He tried to cheer her up. His eyes darting back to his daughter, still amazed by the balloons.

“Look at you, I leave you for a couple of days and you win the award parent of the year.”

“That’s what you get for abandoning us.” He joked.

“Hey!” Tommy heard Rose’s voice in the background. “Only emergencies! Is Tommy missing an arm?” He heard some weird noise and then she spoke clearly. “I hope you’re taking good care of Emma.”

“Of course.” He wasn’t sure if he should be more scared of his wife or Rose.

“Good, then were stealing your wife for another day and we’re already planning the next trip.” She warned, and this time around, it was Y/N turn in the background saying that she didn’t want to be away from her daughter again.

“Have a fabulous day, I gotta change a stinky nappy.”

Ending the call, he decided to order some food, the last thing on his mind at the moment was to prepare something. At least he got a great deal by keeping his daughter busy with the balloons and that granted him a few minutes to stand outside in the balcony to smoke a cigarette while keeping an eye on his baby.

And the rest of his day went just like that between naps, babbling and the little sounds his daughter made. Later he’d pick a book to read to her.

****

Sunday finally arrived and after driving for a couple of hours, the girls left her by the apartment lobby first, so she made the trip to her floor quietly and since she didn’t tell Tommy what time they were coming back, she took the chance to surprise him.

He didn’t know, but she had been watching him in the baby monitor app on her phone. As a matter of fact her heart felt full last night when she realized her baby wouldn’t settle and after a couple of minutes, she saw Tommy getting up from the bed and climbing the crib -big enough to fit him-, to sleep with his baby.

She knew he was the best father their daughter could have.

And another proof was that moment while he was feeding Emma and he started singing a Romani song and ever so gently he explained their baby he came from gypsies and she too, had gypsy blood running in her veins. Y/N wanted to bottle the two of them along with those moments that made her confirm her deep love for that man.

But Y/N was the surprised one when she stepped into her apartment and found Tommy sleeping on the couch with Emma lying on his chest fast asleep, his arm wrapped around her back protectively. Her small hand closed in a tight fist over her bunny’s ear.

The image was instantly tattooed in her heart as a lifetime memory.

And she knew, her heart was full and that this was an endless love.

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[mxqdii]

billie and reader baking together?

baking with love - b.e

pairings: billie eilish x reader

summary: billie and reader bake on a rainy day

warning(s): just fluff! and food fights (i think thats the right term) 🙈

not proofread

"i'm so cold" i say, cuddling closer to my girlfriend billie

i look outside, seeing the rain fall onto our bedroom window, my favorite type of weather

"wanna bake cookies? could warm you up and be fun" she suggests and i jump up

"yes! lets do it!"

we walk to the kitchen, getting the ingredients out

we play music in the background, the rain only falling harder and harder

"okay problem, we're one cup short" she says, motioning to the sugar and i laugh

"it's fine lets just hope for the best" i say, taking an egg in my hand and putting it behind my back

"bils" i say, causing her to look over

"hm?" he says, still mixing the batter

"come here" i insist and she walks over

i open my arms out and her eyes light up, hugging me instantly

suddenly, i crack an egg on her head, causing her to gasp

"you did not!" she yells and i laugh hysterically, quickly taking a picture of her in her current state

"i'm sorry im sorry! i had to" i run, seeing her chasing me with a cup of flour

"okay fine.." she says, putting the flour back on the counter

i turn around and feel powder running down my face, looking back at her

"billie!" i yell, seeing flour all over me

she laughs, taking a picture of me as well

"so much for baking cookies" i say and she smiles, pulling the cookies out of the oven

"while you were plotting against me, i had the cookies already in the oven" she explains

"aww i feel bad now" i say, going to hug her, for real this time

'well.. you could make it up to me.." she says and i raise my eyebrow

"we both have to shower anyways right??" she suggests and i connect the dots

"fine we can shower together, lets go" i say

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[burntb4bydoll]

Hii so just wondering if your comfortable and not trying to pressure you at all but I read bill with a bratty reader headcannons do you think you could do a actual one shot of it? If you are could it be the 2000’s bill ? Thanks either way!

Btw your works are soooooooo good❤️

yes ofccc! I would never turn down a Bill x bratty reader ask😍🤭 im gonna do 2009 Bill because thats one of my fav Bill eras, but you can read it as whatever era you prefer!

Bill Kaulitz x fem!reader

Warnings: mean to soft dom Bill, slapping, spanking, choking, degrading, praising, a bit of crying, theres no real sex he just punishes reader

Bills eyes followed you from across the room and he knew that you could feel him watching you. You guys were hanging out with the rest of the band and a few other friends at Tom and Bills house, and you had been a little brat the whole time. From sending smug looks towards him after grinding into his lap to giving him an attitude and disobeying his orders to knock it off. His breaking point was when you sassed him in front of Georg, successful embarrassing him when Georg laughed at him for letting you talk to him like that.

“Y/n. Get over here, now.” Anyone could tell by his voice that he was angry at you. But no one else seemed to hear his words, all focused on their own conversations. Your feet scrambled towards him, a new sense of fear and excitement flooding your body at the cold tone of his voice. Once you reached him he immediately yanked you by your wrist, pulling you towards his bedroom. He pulled you roughly into the room and locked the door behind him.

“You think you’re so fucking funny huh?” Your jaw dropped slightly as his hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing it just enough to make you gasp. You tried to answer him but when you opened your mouth no words came out. His hand around your throat tightened and other hand comes up and delivers a smack to your cheek. You whine at the feeling, and look up at him with big eyes.

“I asked you a question, brat. You’re really testing me today, aren’t you.” You quickly shake your head no and finally speak up,

“I’m sorry Bill, I didn’t mean to make you mad.‘m sorry..” you tried to make yourself sound sincere, but your words came out of your mouth sounding desperate and whiny. He scoffed and let go of your throat, throwing you onto his bed after. Your body bounces slightly against the mattress before he climbs over your shorter frame.

“Don’t lie to me. I’m not stupid. Do you think I’m stupid, baby?” Everything you did seemed to fuel his anger more.

“No. No you’re not stupid Bill. I-im sorry.” He doesn’t let you finish your sentence before hes yanking your pants off of you, and almost ripping your shirt off.

“Such a desperate little thing huh? Couldn’t wait until everyone left, just had to go and piss me off so that I would fuck you.” You whimper at his words, reaching your hands up to rest on his shoulders.

“ ‘M sorry! I just wanted your attention! You were ignoring me this morning..” it was true. He was too caught up in his own activities this morning and accidentally ignored your attempts to give him your affection. His face softened when he remembered what he had done.

“Aww, is that why you were acting out? Im sorry honey.” All sighs of anger vanished from his voice, now speaking to you in a sincere tone.

“Just wanted you to notice me..” you whispered, closing your eyes as he leans down to give you a passionate but gentle kiss.

“I know, im sorry. But you know I still gotta punish you, right?” You nodded, looking up at him to make eye contact. “Lay on your stomach baby.” You did as you were told, and turned your head around to look at him. He pulls off his belt and grabs your hands, using it to tie your wrists behind your back. His cold hand runs over your ass before landing a hard slap against it., making you yelp and kick your legs out.

“Ahh Bill-!” Your yelp was cut off by his hand covering your mouth.

“Shhh, everyones gonna hear you baby. Be a good girl and stay quiet.” He moved his hand away from your mouth and landed another smack to your ass, a red handprint already starting to form. You dig your face into the pillow to muffle your cries. He lays about 3 more smacks on your now red and bruised butt before rubbing it gently, making am attempt to sooth your burning skin.

“Bill… it stings..” you whimper, just wanting more of his attention.

“I know sweetheart, thats the whole point.” He laughs, still caressing your skin.

[haechurch]

nct dream (mark and 00line) doing a candy kiss 🍬🍭

idk this was just popped up in ma mind

mark: youre casually sucking a lollipop while watching a movie in the living room with him, hes sitting on the carpet while munching some chips. youre slopping on the sofa, legs spread where mark sits between them. mind dull and you feel kinda dozed off watching the movie that mark chose: hacksaw ridge, and just like that, suddenly your mind thinks: its not going to hurt to mess around a little bit, right? so you lean up and start to play with his hair; to be exact, messing with it, and he just keep watching the movie solemnly. you bend your neck down after tasting the lolli again, making sure the taste lingers in your mouth, then tilt his head, aiming his lips and kissing him. he looked surprised but then chuckled, "what was that?" you smiled, "hows my candy taste?" "lemme check for real this time," he smirked then cooed before he flattened his tongue to lick at your lips, then sneak his tongue into your mouth, sucking. goddamn. his kiss always leaves you dizzy. he bit your lower lip as he let go then murmured, "it tastes like cola.. and chips."

renjun: you both sit facing each other in silence while doing paints in his kitchen. you didnt realize why is he keep moving on his sit uncomfortably at first, but you knew when he finally asked: "wanna make out?" you looked up, kind of startled, "what?" "i wanna make out." he declared. and before you can open your mouth, hes already bending across the table and catching your face, kissing you, and thats when you realized he got candy in his mouth. a quite making out session made you taste the flavor of the candy while your tongues danced with each other, you feel your limbs weak even when youre sitting. before he broke the kiss, you found that the candy now is in your mouth. he smirked when you cant hide your smiley figure, "hows the candy taste?" he asked. "very nice. do that again."

jeno: talking with jeno is the most fun thing ever. this time, you got a lolli while having a talk in his bedroom, and you just cant pretend that you didnt catch him glancing at your lips the whole time since the first time you suck on it. thats why you deliberately eat it exaggeratedly to stir him up even more. and when you lick the lollipop as you lick a whole ice cream surface, he said, "jesus, stop that," "stop what?" you act dumb. he rolled his eyes, "you did it on purpose did you?" "did what?" this time you cant control your grin, then he poked his inner cheek with his tongue and get closer to your face, "dont do that unless you desperately want me to taste the flavor of your little candy, from your mouth. is that what you want me to do?" you smirked to yourself and answered, "dare me." "you asked for it." he pulls your nape towards him as he kiss you feverishly, when you open your mouth, he let his tongue wander, his kiss was so passionate, he sucks harshly at all of your muscles, making you moan between the kiss before he finally broke it. "so fucking sweet."

haechan: now this mf knows you too well to stir you up. he knows that every little thing he did makes you go crazy. so when you entered the room and see him leaning against the kitchen island with a lollipop in his mouth, you cant help but stare. "what? am i too hot?" ugh just look at the way he speaks. fuck yes you are. you said that in your mind. "move," you rolled your eyes then shoved him off to grab the orange juice as a diversion, but things went wrong when he stood behind and pinned you down the kitchen island, both of his hands are caging you. he rests his chin on your shoulder, and at this distance, you can smell the sweetness of the candy in his mouth, chocolate. the worst part is, you can smell his perfume along with that, which makes you even more dizzy. you sigh and lick your lips and of course haechan wouldnt miss that. he smirked then straightened himself up, gathering up the chocolate flavor and pulling it off of his mouth before he bend again to tilt your head to meet his face, kissing you in fervor from behind. he break the kiss first and said, "just thought you would like to have a taste." you hit him and bury yourself in his torso, then he laughed when you did that. "you jerk."

jaemin: you decided to buy some lollipops in the convenience store, and when you got home, you catch jaemin lying on the couch in the living room. "hi. i got lollies. do you want some?" you asked him as you walk by, he get up from playing on his phone when you hand him the caramel flavor. "thanks," "uh huh." you sit beside him and mindlessly open the wrap and put the candy into your mouth, doesnt even noticed that jaemin is observing you. just how you like to devour your lolli: by sucking softly on the blunt and letting the taste lingers longer so you can relish the flavor from your own lips, you devour it peacefully while scrolling into your phone. jaemins eyes are hooded, his lips slightly apart, tongue resting on the corner of his mouth. he then called you, asking for something that made your heart immediately thump. "you know what, i want to kiss you so bad right now." nonetheless, you smiled with your lolli placed on your mouth before you pull it away and lean in, but hes faster as he cup your jaw and immediately lapping at your mouth, his tongue tasting your flavored lips and prod to suck on your tongue. his kiss feels a little bit rush, yet still soft and sensual, and because he is na jaemin, he got time to open his eyes to look at your face, enjoying the sight of you drunk from his kisses. he break the kiss first and lick his own lips. "it taste.... great.. i mean you taste great." he frowned as he keep on smacking his lips. you laugh out loud when you see his disgusted face. everyone knows hes a strawberry flavored anti.

[jackmanbj]

school hours

A/N: this is a time skip fic, jack would be like 35 and reader is 34, with a 13 year old and a 6 year old.

summary: your teenage daughter gets into a fight and you and jack get into a small argument about the right punishment, but she has other plans.

jack signed as he pulled up in front of the school building getting out of his car and making his way into the office of the school.

jack went to the room in the office he was directed into opening the door to see his daughter sitting in a chair with her head down on her phone.

“hello mr. harlow please have a seat” as soon as jadore heard jacks name she picked her head up and placed her phone on the table “ok so, we are here because your daughter got into a altercation with another student uhm, the cameras show jadore did put her hands on the other girl first, but the other girl started it so, with that being said there both suspended jadore is suspended for 4 days and the other girl is suspended for a week” “jesus christ jadore, your lucky im here and not your mother.”

“i know” “also if jadore gets into another fight this year, she will be kicked off of any extracurricular team she may be on” “sounds fair to me, if thats all me and jadore should probably head back home so her mother could talk to her” jadore groaned and stood up “ yes sir thats all” “lets go jadore.”

jack and jadore walked out the school and back to the car, jadore got into the back seat while jack started driving.

“jadore, im not going to take your phone or ipad but if your mom does i wont stop her, what did that girl possibly say to you to make you put your hand on her??” jack started the car and pulled off.

“she said i only had friends because my mom is well known and my dad is jack harlow” “that cannot be the only reason you put your hands on her..” “she also said sarija looked like a horse and thats when i hit her…” jack signed “your mom might punish you so get ready.

jack pulled up at the house and when they walked in they found you sitting on the couch watching tv.

“Jadore Tovi Harlow, come here please” “yes ma’am” jadore hurriedly went over to you and placed her bad on the floor.

“why” “..at first she said the only reason people talk to me and the only reason i have friends is because your well known and because dad is jack harlow and went on to say how people use me, and at first i ignored her and walked away then she said sarija looked like a horse and thats when i hit her..” “did you win?” “thats what people are saying..” “you have a video?” “yea..” “let me see” “BABY!!” “huh??” “come here real quick!” “mk, jadore pull up the video!” “ok mom!”

jack brought you to the bedroom “baby..explain!” “what?” “why are you encouraging it?!” “im not! shes still in trouble but shes not in that much, she was defending herself and her little sister so im not that upset!” “if you don’t punish her i will!” “fine what should her punishment be?? im thinking like a week with no phone and no ipad, no going out with friends for about 2 weeks and no friends over for 2 weeks?” “how about all that but no phone for a month and no ipad for a week” “what no!” “why not??” “jack i remember getting my phone taken for months for defending myself it made me hate my parents and ect, i dont want her feeling the same way, 2 weeks without the phone is the most im going. the end.”

you walked out the room heading back to you daughter “i was kidding sweetheart i dont want to see the video, but me and you dad agreed you are in trouble baby, so no phone and no i pad for a week, no friends over and no going out with friends for 2 weeks understand?” “yes momma..” you grabbed her phone “go put your ipad in my room please and thank you. also go apologize to you daddy for fighting, if it was up to him you would be grounded for 2 months, go think of a longggg apology to say, give it to him tomorrow!” “ok.”

you went back to your bedroom and found jack kicked back onto the bed.

you went and climbed on too of his lap and gave him a few kisses on his neck “hi handsome” “what y/n” you huffed and pulled back so you were sitting straight up in him.

“jackk! please stop being mad with me!”

“im not mad” “you are.”

you started messing with jacks belt trying to get it off but jack just moved your hands out the way.

“baby!” “im not in the mood.” “mk..can we go shower together..?” “kiss” you bent down and gave him a kiss while he put his phone next to him and grabbed his hands full of your ass “mm” “lets go shower baby.”

jack picked you up and brought him to the bathroom.

jack placed you onto the bathroom countertop and turned around and started the shower water.

you pulled jack back to you and kissed him rough “mm jack” jack hands were rubbing up and down your waist while your hands were getting into his hair and around his neck.

jack pulled back once he heard a knock on the door.

“whats up pumpkin??” “do you guys want me to go get sarija??” “oh fuck” “no im about to go!” you quickly jumped off the sink and put on your shoes “you coming j?” “yea hold on.” jack put on his sandals and grabbed the keys and started to walk to the door.

“you wanna come jadore??” “nope” “ok”

once you and jack left jadore found herself going into you and jacks room and grabbing her phone, she knew she wouldn’t have long on her phone because sarijas school wasnt to far from the house but she wanted to take all the time she could get.

jadore ended up getting lost in time and didn’t hear the front door open, she was laughing on her phone until she heard the room door open “JADORE TOVI!” “yes daddy..?” “give me your phone NOW!” “yes sir..” jadore got off the bed and slowly walked to jack “now your not getting you phone or your ipad back for a month, you mom isn’t changing my mind either. go to your room.”

once you seen jadore walk out of your bedroom to find jack sitting on the bed strolling on his phone with jadores phone next to him.

“what happened?”

“she wanted to sneak her phone but doesn’t know how to be sneaky, i walked in to her ok tiktok”

“jesus..what did you say??”

“she’s definitely grounded for a month, no phone no ipad.”

“i guess.. im about to go back dinner go ask the girls what they want” “mk”

jack walked out the room and knocked on both the girls door and asked them what they wanted for dinner, they both said burgers so thats what you made.

“GIRLS DINNERS READY!! jack can you go get sarija and bring her down??” “of course”

jack went to grab sarija and came back with her on his hip and jadore next to him laughing.

“jadore i was thinking, good behavior gets your phone back faster, keep up the good grades, do your chores without us having to remind you, and you’ll get your phone back faster.”

jadore look excited and quickly started eating dinner.

jack sat sarija down and put her plate in front of her so she could eat.

“mommy!” “yes sweet girl??” “i full” “ok baby.”

you picked up sarija’s plate and started to wash it, once you were done you started to hold sarija’s hand and started walking upstairs “jack when your done can you wash you and jadore plate?” “sure baby.”

you jack and jadore ended up having a movie night because jadore was suspended anways, she didnt need to go to bed super early, but you made sure to let her know if her violent behavior kept going, her punishment would be wayyy worse.

[lily-loves-konig]

⇠König X Reader⇢

CW: nsfw, sub König, dom reader, face riding, begging, body worship, praise, degradation, edging

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You and König we’re getting ready for a date, he asked you for help with his paint for his eyes, “Honey? Can you help me with this real quick?” He said from the bedroom. “Yeah sure give me one moment” you replied.

You walked out of the bathroom connected to your shared bedroom, you were wearing a short black dress that was pretty low cut, that being said some of your cleavage was on display. König looked you up and down drinking your delicious body in, “You look ravishing darling, I don’t deserve to breathe in the same air you breathe.” That made your pussy pulse, you walked over to him seductively, your heels click on the hard wood floor with every step.

You sat on his lap and picked up the paint along with the brush and started to gently brush it on his face, he smiled softly at how gentle you were with him. He held your hips softly, making sure you didn’t slide off. Just to tease him a bit you started moving on him a little bit “u-ungh..” he whimpered softly hoping you didn’t hear him. His dick grew hard at the sight of your body on his lap and the small movements you made every now and then. He thought you didn’t know what you were doing to him, but little did he know you did.

You were almost finished when you shifted a little bit, you still be on his lap, meant he felt your clothed pussy through his black pants. “Ngh..” he made a small whimper, feeling embarrassed he started to apologize profusely, “ I’m so sorry honey, you just look so good like that on my lap, I couldn’t help it.” He looked at you waiting for a response.

You got off his lap and said “Stand up, now.” He did just that “Go sit down on the bed” already knowing where this was going he said “Yes ma’am” you told him to take off his pants and boxers, he did just that. “Good boy,” he smiled when you called him that, “ You’re gonna be a good boy for me, right?” “ Yes ma’am I will I promise, please touch me, please?” He said quickly, “Ah, be patient.” You said swatting away his hand that attempted to touch you.

“No touching” you said, he started whining “ Thats not fair you look too good not to touch.” “What did I say? Hmm? Be a good boy Konig.” He continued to whine and complain about not being able to touch you. “Konig.” You said completely taking him out of his complaining rant.

He looked fearful as you said he wasn’t going to be allowed to cum, “What no, I’m sorry, please, I’ll be good.” He started you quickly cut him of when you said “ Lay down. Now.” He did as you said not wanting to make it worse for himself. You took your own underwear off and placed yourself over his face. You put your pussy down on his mouth and he got to work eating you out.

You had started stroking his dick in a slow pace, he was moaning into your pussy making you moan as well the vibration make it feel so good, “Ungh, just like that,” you moaned out “Such a good boy” he moaned at the praise you were giving him.

This went on two more times, him getting close and you stopping again. At this point he was sobbing for release you took your pussy off his mouth, you had already came two times. “Get on your knees in front of me now.” You demanded as you sat down on the edge of the bed with your legs crossed.

When he kneeled down in front of him you saw how ruined his face looked you looked down to his dick and saw how red the tip was, pre-cum dripping down into a small puddle beneath it. “Beg.” You said sternly, he started immediately. “Please ma’am, I want to cum so bad, I don’t deserve it but please. You’re so beautiful I need you to live, you body is heaven and hell to me, you’re beauty is unlike no other, please ma’am continue using my dick like a toy.”

The paint you had previously applied was now streaking down his face as he begged to cum. You felt tingles all the way down your body. You did that to him, no one else would ever get to do this except you. You felt yourself getting wetter at the thought of that. “Konig,” that got his attention, he looked up at you “Do you wanna cum in me? Make me feel so good? Hmm?” You said peeking his interest “ yes ma’am please I need you so bad please please please”

You gave in and told him to stand up, you stood up and turned around letting him grab your hips. König shoved his dick in your pussy and started pounding into you at a fast and hard pace. You weren’t used to his massive size so it was painful at first making you cry as he pounded into you like a madman. The pain eventually subsided and all you could feel was pleasure, you were so overstimulated and everything was so sensitive, you were crying too. It felt so euphoric, he was so big and he filled you up deliciously. You’ve never felt pleasure this good, you thought to yourself ‘i should do this more often.’

You both came a couple minutes later, him sobbing as he came he whispered thank yous, I love yous and other sweet nothings. You had cleaned him up and praised him for doing so well, you took a bath together and laid down to cuddle and watch a movie. He fell asleep in your arms, you watched him as he breathed in deeply and soon fell asleep too.

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[satoruhour]

My gojo brainrot IS NOT HELPING ME CONCENTRATE SOMEONE BEAT THIS MAN UP A LIL PLS.

Tell me why I got this vision of girldad!gojo having a daddy-daughter day (the daughter is like 3-4) while you stayed home, cuddled up in couch,you think back of times when your daughter was born. You realise how gojo had been the best if not the bestest dad ever to yalls daughter, helping you out throughout pregnancy and in postpartum, still is one of the best role model for your daughter and the model husband for you, you fell asleep thinking about these

meanwhile they arrive home- saw you cocooned like this in the couch. Gojo wasn’t sure whether it was possible for his heart to deepen the love he has for you even more- but seeing you like this has proved him wrong.

He picks up his daughter, places a kiss on her and whispers- isn’t mommy the absolute best? To which your daughter nods.

They both grab blankets from the bedroom and places it on you while snuggling themselves against you. You wake up seeing them both cuddled up with you, when gojo presses a kiss on your forehead and motions at his daughter to which they both say-

“Thank you for being the best mom, I love you” which makes you all teary eyed

This is so corny and tooth rotting HELP-

I think my brain is going all south from the sadness of shibuya arc. I’m getting emotional at this. Gonna have to share my emotion with you T😔

AWW STOPPPP I LOVE THIS 🥹🥹🥹🥹 the gojo brain rot is so real i fear it’s never going away atp. ok but. lets focus on daddy-daughter day for a bit cause how CUTE is that ???!!!! his baby is so excited to show off how cool his dad is at school. he gets both of them matching outfits and matching hats and they look so cute with satoru holding her hand while she carries her little backpack OOUGGHHHHH IM ILL THATS SO ADORBS 😭😭😭😭 you just HAD to take a pic ! it was ur lockscreen for so long ehehe

the other kids are so in awe of gojo bc one. he’s super tall but also his features r so. striking that the boys want to BE him and some of the mothers are like attracted to him bc of how sweet he is to his baby !!! he only has eyes for you tho :p

but anyway yes you realise just how good of a dad gojo is and how blessed you were with a kid like your first daughter. he’s always so cautious while handling her, always having the brightest expression when talking to her, taking care of you endlessly even when you swore you were fine (god i need him) that you get a little teary eyed before sleeping, but ultimately you’re going to sleep with a smile on your face when satoru sends you a picture of them finishing up daddy-daughter day with big grins and ice cream (they got one for you too!!) and ugh it becomes your homescreen after LOLOL

and then when they come home 🥹🥹🥹 they grab blankets for you when they see you so comfortably snuggled up after months of stressing over whether the baby would be okay, moving everywhere in the house to take care of food, diapers, etc. even when your darling girl was born you’d still be at the forefront trying to shoulder everything bc it’s just a mother’s instinct 💗

ill change ur narrative a bit tho - i would think gojo would be carrying her when she comes back and he whispers about how youre such a good mama, and your baby girl almost shouts the idea of wanting to cover you with a blanket until satoru shushes her with a kiss to her forehead LOLOL shes too cute. before they officially go to find the blanket though, gojo is telling her something - “okay, so let’s practice this a little, ‘thank you for being the best mom, i love you!’” and ur daughter is like can we change it to mama ??? we call her mama right? and gojo wants to scream into a pillow cause his baby girl is just too cuteee 😞😞😞😞 and they practice it a little until she memorises it!

then, gojo guides her thru the house to where the spare blankets are and lets her choose and lets her lug the heavy thing out into the living room and hes so mean not helping her omg. even takes a vid of her pulling it and struggling 😭😭😭 bro is insane. but anyway they both drape it over you, but not before they’re cuddling up to you as well - all the movement and fabric wakes you

and you’re smiling wide, mumbling “welcome back” while half asleep and your baby jumps into your arms and rambles alllll about daddy daughter day and how papa was the coolest there !!!! you’re all like “oh really?” and gojo only nods, on a high horse from all the praise and you shove him with a loud laugh, only to be interrupted by “waiiittt! mama! i have something to say!!!”

they look to each other for a bit before they turn to you, your daughter struggling to catch up a little bc gojo talks so DAMN fast: “thank you for being the best mama, i love you!” they get it right the second time and by then you’re doing that downward “aww” smile with big teary eyes which they just hug to comfort you and it only makes you cry more :((((( they both give you lots and lots of kisses to make up for it !!! and later at night satoru reminds you of how large of a light you’ve been to both him and your daughter and that they really really really love you so so much

[wolferals]

my boyfriend is superman?!

Henry Cavill x reader

Warnings: fluff, hinted smut, use of alcohol, mentions of angst

REQUESTED BY @being-worthy hope you like it🥰💗

You fumbled with your key, failing at each attempt. The door seemed impossible to open and out of reflex you started to giggle in the hallway, eventually letting your arm drop to the side of your body. Just when you were about to give up, you heard noised from the other side of the door, until it was finally being opened and a sleepy Henry stood in front of you in only boxers.

„Y/n what are you doing?" his raspy tired voice asked but you only stood there, staring at his abs. Giggling like a little girl, you spoke:"Abs."

Henry sent you a confused look and replied, rubbing his eyes. „Are you drunk?"

You shoved against him, entering the apartment in a clumsy way. „Nooo!" you exclaimed laughing. „I just had like one... two drinks."

Henry locked the door behind you as you tried to get your shoes off your feet. „Sweetheart why didn't you call, how did you get here?"

You didn't know how to reply, the alcohol fogging up your brain.

Henry knew what to do and hugged you from behind, placing butterfly kisses on your neck.

„Wait!" you shouted, moving away from him.

„What?" he asked in confusion.

„Are you like.." you leaned closer and whispered:"My boyfriend?"

Henry chuckled at your question. Pulling you close by your waist, he looked down at your drunk self and spoke:"Yes babe I'm your boyfriend."

His soft kiss on your whisky stained lips left you in shock.

„I have a BOYFRIEND? You??"

Henry laughed again. „Yes baby. Me. Only me, remember that, even when you're drunk."

He kissed your forehead and went to walk to the kitchen.

You simply stood there in shock about what you'd just learned. You were dating superman??

Henry shortly after returned with a glass of water, handing it to you while you were standing in his living room with your mouth agape.

„Babe. Close your mouth." he laughed.

„How did that happen??" you shouted at him.

„How did what happen?" Henry looked at you in confusion. „How did we happen? How come you're my boyfriend? What about Lois?"

Henrys expression turned even more confused.

„Who the fuck is Lois?" -„LOIS LANE."

Henry immediately started laughing loudly. „Babe I'm not Superman in real life, god whats up with you? Come to bed darling."

„Oh my god." you spotted something fuzzy and big in the corner, stumbling towards it.

„What?"

You ignored Henry and walked towards the hairy ball.

„Whats that?" you asked as you ran your hand through the soft fur. „Y/n. Thats Kal. My dog?"

Henry seemed to be losing it with you.

„Puppy!" you screamed loudly, waking the huge dog up as he looked at you with big eyes.

Kal immediately recognized you, jumping up and starting to sniffle your entire body. He seemed to be smelling the alcohol as the big bear looked at you with his head tilted. „Baby. Come on. You need to sleep."

You only replied by booping the pup‘s nose.

Henrys hand touched your shoulder as you rolled around the floor with the dog.

„Okay. Fine." you pouted and let Henry help you get up.

You held onto him as he pulled you up onto your own feet.

„You're really mine?" you needed to know. „Yes babe, all yours. Come on." You instinctively put your flat hand on his chest, staring at his muscular upper body.

„Wait did we... did we like do it?" you leaned closer to his face, waiting for an answer.

„Do what? Have sex? Yes y/n we've had plenty of sex. All the time really. And really nasty too."

You stared at him with your mouth open again.

„Sex? I had sex with you?"

You started to giggle again. „Baby come to bed please, it's 3:32 am. And yes, sex. I'll have sex with you tomorrow if you come to bed now."

Without waiting for an answer, he lifted you up and carried you to the bedroom.

„Can the dog come too?" you asked him while he basically threw you onto the bed. „Kal's sleeping in the kitchen darling. Tomorrow."

Henry sounded a little bit annoyed but tried his best to not show it to you.

„Can I sleep in the kitchen with him?"

-„No."

You pouted at Henry. Meanwhile he pulled your pants off of you and eventually removed your tight top.

„Comfy now?"

You nodded. „Good." Henry lied down next to you and pulled you close.

„You're my boyfriend." yet again, you giggled right into his ear.

„Yes babe." he sounded like he was about to drift off.

„You have pretty hair." You started to play with his soft curls as he had his eyes closed and tried to sleep in peace.

„They're bouncy." you laughed, pulling at a strand and letting it go again.

„Boop.“ you exclaimed, placing your index finger on his nose. Henry rolled his eyes at you.

„You're so hot how did we happen?"

-„Sleep." he shushed you.

„You're really hot."

„Tomorrow we're having sex." The fact made you smile brightly while the alcohol was still fogging up your mind.

„Sex." giggly noises once again left your lips.

Suddenly, Henry put his flat hand on your mouth and turned to you.

„Baby please go to sleep. I'll fuck you real good tomorrow if you shut up now."

With glossy eyes you looked up at him.

„Okay daddy."

That nickname you remember, of course.

„Shush."

-„Nighty night bear." you whispered into his cheek.

„I love you." he whispered back.

You still couldn't believe that he was your boyfriend.

Laughing you spoke for the last time:"My boyfriend is superman."

-„Yes babe your boyfriend is superman.“ Henry rolled his eyes again and closed his eyes.

„Boop!“

[qphiltits]

we are shaking hands (also ace with a deadline for my horny posting) BUT for valentines drabbles… thoughts on missa getting all dressed up to surprise phil? ive been thinking a lot about maid dresses but thats standard stuff, how about missa only wearing ribbons or something like that? (even better if he tried to do it but ended up failing so hard when phil finds him hes like a kitten tangled in yarn) (phil laughs but guides him out of it and then ties him properly <3)

God that's so real andksjd we really do have a time limit huh? Anyway I hope you enjoy!! I might write a continuation of this later if I can <3

It was supposed to be a special day, or at least Missa wanted it to be. It was their first Valentines day together, and since they were officially a couple (much to Missa's disbelief) he... Wanted to do something for his partner.

His goal had been to entice him. They'd had sex plenty but Missa always worried he wasn't pretty enough, he wasn't deserving, so he wanted to be deserving.

Except he clearly wasn't because he'd messed up.

He made a distressed sound as he stumbled around the bedroom, red ribbon wrapped around him. There was a bow somewhere in the mess of twists and tangles, but it was lost as he tried to untangle himself.

The idea had been that he'd be Phil's gift, wrapped up nice for him.

"Missa?"

He jumped when he heard his partners voice and fell on his ass. "Oh nooo, no you can't be in here yet."

His face flamed and he was grateful his arms were stuck above his head so he couldn't see Phil's face. Surely it was disgust, or annoyance at how he'd failed.

When he heard soft laughter, his heart plummetted.

"Awww, what's this?" Phil cooed, crouching down. "Were you trying to tie yourself up for me?"

"... Si." Missa squeaked, face going redder.

Phil helped unwrap him, which took a few minutes by how terribly he'd managed to tangle himself. He was grinning the entire time, because it was adorable.

Missa finally lowered his arms and looked down, ashamed and embarrassed. "I was going to be your ah... Gift." He tried to explain.

"Yeah?" He smiled and caressed Missa's cheek, making him whimper. "Well, it'd be a shame to let this ribbon go to waste. So on the bed."

Missa looked at him with wide eyes and then scrambled to do as he was told. "How should I... Should I sit? Lie down?" He asked helplessly.

"You stay right there." Phil crawled into bed after him, eyes half lidded and a bit predatory. "Sit still for me like a little doll and I'll wrap you up for me."

Missa shuddered and nodded.

The ribbon felt a lot nicer on his skin when it wasn't pulled taut due to being tangled. He let his partner move and adjust him however he needed to tie him up beautifully.

His arms were behind his back, his calves and thighs tied together to keep his legs spread, and the bow was right over his belly button.

He felt flushed and he knew his cunt was dripping as Phil looked at him. Just his eyes wandering him like he was beautiful, like he deserved to be ravished, it made his head spin.

"I'm going to take my time unwrapping you." He said, positioning himself between Missa's thighs. "And you'll let me, won't you? I can use you as much as I want, because you're my gift."

Missa blushed and nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, yes Philza, whatever you want. I will stay like this forever if you wanted."

He chuckled and pressed a kiss to Missa's clit, making him jump. "Good. I'm going to enjoy this."

[miguelunited]

Candy Rain

requested by @itsparis-07

You and Miles stood across from each other, mouths full of water with a tortilla in one hand. Sitting down on the sofa was Margo recording, Hobie who had already managed to fall asleep, and Gwen and Pavitr bawling their eyes out watching Pocahontas.

You and Miles played rock-paper-scissors with your empty hands. You chose rock, He chose scissors.

You aimed your tortilla for his face and when you actually went to hit him with it the tortilla flew out of your hand and you spun around in a circle. Both of you choked on your water and fell to the floor laughing.

“You’re— hah— YOU’RE A FUCKING IDIOT—“ Miles choked out, wiping his teary eyes.

“YOU MOVED YOUR LONG ASS HEAD THATS WHY I MISSED” You defended yourself.

“NO NIGGA YOU JUST SUCK JUST ASS AT THIS GAME” Miles shout back.

You gripped the counter, grabbing some paper towels and cleaning up the water as well as throwing away the tortillas that had hit the floor.

Eventually everyone had fallen asleep, except for you and Miles because both of you decided that it would be okay to sit at the dinner table and eat chocolate and other sweets. It was at least three in the morning so you both had to be quiet, but the two of you were still at the table silently losing your shit over tik tok videos and old memories of primary school.

“Miles do you remember when we were walking up the fucking stairs at school and you tripped UP the stair n busted your fucking forehead on my shoe—“ And Miles practically started fucking DYING.

You guys were laughing so hard to the point where you both had to share an inhaler from shortness of breath.

It’s 4AM now, both of you were filming tik toks in your bedroom. The sugar had worn off mostly by now, so you both were getting tired. The speaker of your phone played “Beauty and a Beat” why both of you danced in smooth movements.

Then “Mirror” played, then “AEAO”, then “Uh huh”, so on so forth. The two if you had tired yourselves out completely from dancing so now you laid in bad next to each other, dozing off to sleep.

You were almost fully asleep before Miles spoke.

“Do you think we’ll be friends forever?” He asked drowsily.

“Mmm..we came this far then yeah, I guess so..”

“What if I don’t wanna be friends anymore.?” This made you sit up, lips down-turned and brows furrowed.

“Youn’ wanna be friend no more? Why?” You asked him.

“Because,” he sat up which his face was close to yours, “Because I think that maybe we could be a little more than friends..”

“Woahh, pause— So you sayin’ you wanna like— be together?” You asked and he hesitantly nodded. The silence between you two was unbearable so you went back to questioning him.

“You want me be your girlfriend?” And his eyes lit up like a puppy, he nodded profusely.

Your faced moved a little bit closer, the heat radiating off of you both was scorching.

You pecked Miles on the lips before quickly throwing the blanket over your head and saying goodnight. He just sat there in confusion, awe, embarrassment, etc.

“so I have a girlfriend now? yes!!” He whispered to himself, doing a victory dance.

[fartquen12]

(IM BACK) yandere greedler x female reader.

HEY GUYZ IM BACK AFTER A FEW MONTHS.... HOPE YALL MISSED ME UWU.... JUST.. ENJOY THIS BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF FART

TRIGGER WARNINGS: onceler being MY version of onceler, Major character death, mentions of rape/non-con, Farts, poop, dookie,eating disorders, bulimia, body dysmorphia (vice versa jhonnythin style yk what i mean) will defenitly offend you if your a mini kyle or mini ravi.

You were here... you finally made it to the shitty place with all the trees you couldnt stop laughing at how hobo this town was... You were.. happy i guess when you saw this weird GUY.. uh wtf.. you thought to your self.

you walked over to him who was fighting this little orange guy..

“No shutu-”

“AHEM.. WHO ARE YOU?”

The fatass dude stared at you for a long time before making a run for it to his shitty houuse...

“um..” you said

“BRO WHO THE FUCK ARE YOY?” the lorax asked..

you just ran to your house.. that was real. And went to bed.

your was awoken by this weird sound... *scratch* you look over and see some creep looking at you through the window.. 

“OH HELL NAH” you said as you slammed the blinds shut. You coudnt make out who that creep was.. but he continued watching you.. at night.

“GURRRR” you said as a attempted to open my laxative bottle. 

*scratch-*

“WHA- DUDAAAA!” you yelled slamming the blinds shut again.

You began making it a habit to keep the door shut and locked and the windows closed.. no matter what.

One day you were staring at yourself in the mirror while laying upside down with your head hanging off the bed. You were bored and were looking around the room. since it was 12:00pm it would be safe too go outside.. but were you gonna risk it..? no. Ever since the creep stole your laxatives while you were gone and put a fan in your bathroom you havent felt safe.. You stared at the doorframe.. when you noticed something... rather... strange. You stood up on the bed to get a better look and to be able to reach it... IT WAS A MINI CAMERA. your jaw dropped and apparently so did your asshole because in that moment a huge flow of dirhea came out of your ass in fear. you ran to the toilet and threw the camera in before shitting all over it. While you shit you thought about everything that camera saw... Every time you scratched your butt.. every time you twerked.. every time you replayed that one abigail blyg and nick furcillo edit... AND THAT ONE TIME YOU CRIED TO “taco farts by mr farts and the band” WTFFF.

You began to cry. as you ran to your bed and slept all day. You woke up at 2:00am to check your house for any other cameras..

*scratch scratch*

“NO! NOOO!.. Listen.. please dont hurt me! stop stealing my laxatives and we can all be friends..”

*silence*

You sighed and ran to the bathroom and cried on the toilet as you ate takis and laxatives and shat like crazy. 

“why me!?!?!”

you began scratching your ass s you fell asleep on the toilet.

Next day you finally went out to town to get groceries.. you kept seeing this guy called the.. onceler? He was pretty nice and you felt bad for him about the whole thneed thing. it was a good idea to you but no one else like em i guess. 

“Hey! Onceler how are you?” you said attemting to make conversation.

“good.. what about you..?”

“Uhh... ive been okay..? There is this creep who keeps recording me tough i cant tell who though..?”

“heheheeee..”

“what?”

“check your bathroom... y/n” he said smiling.

You ran home as fast as possible slamming and locking your door and seeing it..

Yes. He was the “creep” you thought as you saw the camera in the bathroom you had.

“OH SICK!” you yelled before ripping it down. You heard something knock at your doorloudly and when you didnt answer..there was a knock.. at your bedroom door from inside the house.

You began to panic as you jumped and hid under the bed slamming a hand over your mouth to mask the sound of coughing from the battle with the toilet a minute ago. 

Thats when the onceler came int your room and grabbed you straight up from out under the bed and forced a mask over your face  with a gas to make you sleep. 

You woke up in a dark room. with this weird guy.. even though he had kidnapped you.. even though he had ruined your life.. and he raped you that one time... you liked him.. in a weird way. AFter weeks of treating him like a boyfriend and finding out about his factory and what not. He let you have free access to the house when he left for work. what he didnt know... is that he was going to regret that.. 

You saw his car leave and when you did you bolted for the toilet. You began throwing up last nights dinner the dinner before that the one before that and.. the one before that.

You had gotten super skinny... what you didnt know was that the onceler was coming home early.

“oh god *cough cough*” y/n said hovered over the toilet.

“I’m home! Ho-”

oh shit.

HE stared at you before running into the bathroom. you were excited for him to see you. you knew he was going to hug and kiss yo-

“GET THE FUCK OUT OFF MY WAYYYYAAA!” he yelled shoving your head away from the toilet and pulling his pants down to shit. But when you continued trying to throw up he got really mad.. with poop dripping down his legs he stood up and began to beat the everloving shit out of you. 

“DONT *smack* BOTHER *smack* ME *smack* ON *smack* THE *smack* TOILETTTT *smack smack smack*!!!” he said as he began to break every single bone in your body.. you decided to go into the light where you saw turds with halos on their heads.. Guess moving to that hobo town wasnt so funny after all..

THE END

[hydrate-or-diedrate]

I don't even know what day it is

(It's day 20)

(Specifically of reading homestuck)

Point and click with John wahoo

What are we just going to the crashed car and moving on?

Oh it just wouldn't let me click the arrow for a bit I see

Hi Roxy!

Elevatorstuck, with Meows

sup

I so very badly want to know what their options actually were 👀👀👀

So "something something loss" was the other option great to know x)

Not to be a filthy little Legend of zelda fan in the honestuck live react but this is such "fanon idea Link of link's awakening waking up from the dream and having to battle with himself over whether it was even real" vibes

Off we go, into the blank ass yonder x)

"Rumble royal with mangaka dudebro, lord of the shitwanks" gotta love roxy

John this is very much not the right place or time

WOAH PASSWORD STUFF?

I also can't believe that worked

Vriska and Meenah's friendship is very cute

Slowly rotating horse cylinder

SGDJHDGDJ TEREZI DRAWING HER OWN CHALK OUTLINE LMAOOO

Hi dead Jane!

YES MORE TROLLSONAS

Making OCs at the drop of a hat is self care you can't change my mind because I'm right

Oh fuck you Terezi, I do have to remember the numbers in the passwords >:/

"Ooh, look! Another space tragedy."

Popped into a girl's bedroom, stole a stuffed dragon, nbd

snif

"you don't need him." Well that's vague

Oho? This Jane's story is different than I remember

Oh yeah this is way different

Oh damn funeral time

That I'd such a shallow grave, Rox

The witness has been deployed

HMM THATS A VERY SUSPICIOUS SHADOW

John your extra notes are worrying me

HONK

Uh oh the girlies tripped off a cliff

They rollin

I swear if they do the cheesy "whu oh we fell on top of eachother guess we gotta kiss" thing

GODDAMIT

CUEBALL GO AWAY FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

HELL YEAH JOHN FUCK HER UP

Oh gosh Terezi stop trying to grab the scarf

Karkat is here

Everything is falling apart again aw beans

Ah how I miss when Karkat could be angry about stupid things instead of life threatening things 😌

Awww John and Roxy are holding hands

Aw fuck, bye bye everything I guess

shes8ack, whatever that means

Dang we got the monument valley music and everything

NO JADE I WANT TO KNOW THE WHO DAMMIT

Oh they're not dead?

Vriska!

Okay I guess it has been a while since Caliborn's Fuck Around and Find Out Hour

Homosuck Swan Song

I don't appreciate that Caliborn has apparently drawn pictures of Callies supposed safe space

STOP MOTION?

Shit, this is actually good stop motion! Congrats on developing your style Caliborn (but also fuck u)

"IT LOOKED LIKE I COULD USE MY RAINBOW SEIZURE FIELD TO OVERPOWER HIS MASSIVE GAY HOPE BUBBLE. ALAS."

Yogurtboner

SFJSGDKDJJDKDH CAL CONSPIRACY SEQUENCE

Vriskagram

Okay fine Vriska you're off my shitlist since you've been being a good girl

Help this is too cute

I find it funny how Vriska was so important to shit not going sideways but I still do not appreciate her self-centeredness lol

Them

Lalonde reunionnnn

I just want to mention that we have yet to see Dave bleat like a goat unless I'm stupid and missed it

Piss