#›› FUCK IT ! IT’S NAPTIME ‚ out !

[mischievousspooks]

He brought home a heat lamp.

#flat fuck friday #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt donnie #hamato donatello #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt leo #hamato leonardo #rottmnt michelangelo #rottmnt mikey #hamato michelangelo #rottmnt raphael #rottmnt raph #hamato raphael #turtle tots #rottmnt splinter #hamato yoshi #young dad yoshi #with many baby mutant ninja turtles #naptime interrupted by shenanigans #turtle tot pancake stack #bellyflop gone wrong #poor donnie got so squished he's so much flatter now #and when one baby starts crying you know the others are gonna start #dad to the rescue! #mischievousspooksart #omgthis took so long to make ive literally been working on it for weeks but im so happy with how it turned out i really hope yall like it!!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 154

Danny is very displeased. He’s going to bite Clockwork and complain his ear off because this is just utter bullshit. 

He’s stuck as a baby, which isn’t his fault. Okay so maybe it was a little bit his fault, but no one had told him not to touch the thing! And Clockwork is apparently too busy to fix his situation. Personally Danny is pretty sure he’s just enjoying being able to carry him around, what with the purr-buzzing and all that. 

Which okay, it’s kind of nice and is making him kind of sleepy but still! He’s supposed to be angry about this situation and biting at his hands! Which he shall continue to do! … after this nap, it’s been a while since he was able to get some proper sleep. 

…

Okay whoever just woke him up is going to have to catch his itty bitty baby hands! At least Clockwork looks just as unimpressed as he is now, and the people around the summoning circle look confused- save for a trenchcoat dude who looks horrified. 

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #Danny got de-aged physically to a baby ghost while hanging out in Long Now #Clockwork is just enjoying being able to hold his little ghostling #who gets to snuggle & actually relax for once #He is very displeased to get summoned in the middle of relaxing with his baby ghostling #Constantine was trying to stop the Realms-summoning along with a few JL members #He’s even more horrified when it’s a Fucking Ancient and a BABY ANCIENT #Danny was asleep in the crook of CW’s arm & half wrapped in a mini cloak #He is very cranky at his naptime being interrupted #Danny is Not ghost king

[maskedchip]

i wanna share this too bc i am impatient!!! GRAAAHH

#mine #i love warped perspective and nothing is mapped out and i didnt even look at a reference first. oops #fuck it we ball #i hope this evokes like golden hour cozy naptime #i think about them a lot ok #sholmes is gonna wake him up with a megaphone. funny

[gaysonlyocean]

the best in existence whoever blessed us with cats thank thou my cat reminds me of my old cat. :[ i love them dearly -silly

oh i get that hold on

i have this saved on my laptop and i have had it for YEARS, this is adder (black cat) and lily (white cat) two of the three cats i grew up with, we had another called ripper (really ripley, like from alien, but she was nicknamed ripper and it stuck) but i dont have a photo of her saved :(

#i miss them a lot #adder is the whole reason i have a huge soft spot for black cats #cause i grew up with her dumbass being strange and offputting #and as someone who was strange and offputting child i loved her #ALSO MAKE NO MISTAKE #THESE TWO DIDNT REALLY GET ALONG OKJHGTYHJU #ADDER WOULD BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF LILY ALL THE TIME #theyd only get along for naptime and food #otherwise adder was bullying that poor girl #poor lily ripper also bullied her #and lily and ripper were sisters #she was lovely though #a really skittish cat but lovely #ripper was a fucking girlboss before girlboss was a thing #she would DEMAND you do what she wanted #once the three of them formed a tower cause lily went to sleep in a cat bed #and adder climbed on top of her #and then ripper climbed on top of adder #i just said it but i miss them a lot #ANYWAY THANK YOU #silly anon

[a-concert-just-for-me]

Me frantically explaining every detail of our trip plan to my friend who says it’s okay if we just want to “play things by ear”

#sillyposting #my poor adhd friend wading through the fucking trenches of my infodump paragraphs #I’m so sorry for real #but like. the plan. I have to make the PLAN. #I will be…perhaps a little flexible…but also the plan. #okay I’ve decided I will be flexible on the restaurants but I am not budging on switching the days we do certain attractions #because I have planned them out on an alternating day schedule of strenuous activities vs leisurely #also naptime or at least quiet time is required everyday #we have to have breaks or we (I) will go insane! #anyway Jesus Fucking Christ how did I go 22 years without an autism diagnosis

[novastrae]

*ignores the fact its 8:30am* goodnight decima nation

#x. shut the fuck up im going haywire. / out. #naptime….for danny

[hugeclearjellyfish]

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#honestly I’m feeling so shitty right now bc i was irritated with one of my kiddos today and she could tell #and the reason was bc she was refusing to properly wash her plate and dish before naptime #when every single other student who’d already finished eating had #and I told her she couldn’t go back and play with her friends until she did #and she so clearly did not want to do it #and then after five minutes she started doing it incorrectly #and I was like. no you Have to use the sponge you can’t just use your fingers #scrub with the sponge don’t just let the water drip out of it k to the plate #it took my way too fucking long to realize what the problem was and I kinda want to cry at the look of relief on her face #when I asked her if the sponge hurt her hands and gave her a soft cloth to use instead #and then she was so happy to clean it!!!!! she scrubbed away and did such a good job #like. me. a whole ass neurodivergent who has also disliked sponges in the past bc of the feel #couldn’t recognize it in her for so long and she was so sad #anyway I’m glad I figured it out eventually but the amount of time she was too scared to speak up bc I’m new and was frustrated #is probably going to haunt me for a while #but at least I know now going forward

[ddejavvu]

eddie teaching venom about love languages <33

"Physical touch is," Eddie starts, shoulder bumped up beside yours on the couch, but Venom cuts in, head hovering over Eddie's shoulder.

"That is the one where we fuck her." Venom announces proudly, toothy grin aimed in your direction. You stifle a laugh and Eddie groans, head tosses back against the couch cushions.

"Yeah. Yeah, that's the one where we fuck her," Eddie drawls, exasperated, "But that's also, like, holding hands, kissing, that kind of stuff."

"That one is my favorite." Venom declares, "I do not care about the other ones."

"Yes you do," You counter, and Venom's milky white eyes turn to you again, "'Cause there's gift-giving. That's when I bring you chocolate. And chickens."

"I gave Eddie the gift of a decapitated man once," Venom reminisces, "But he hated it. Does that mean he does not love me?"

"That's not a gift, buddy." Eddie shakes his head, trying to rid himself of the gory memory, "That's- I mean maybe you thought that was a gift, but gifts are supposed to be nice things, like flowers or a teddy bear."

"Teddy bears are useless!" Venom roars, and you know he's only speaking out of deep-seated loathing for your own stuffed animal, which the symbiote is rather jealous of.

"I would much rather receive a head," He huffs, turning back to Eddie, "Does it mean that you do not love me because you do not give me heads to eat?"

"No," Eddie rubs a tired hand over his face, "Let's- let's just move on. Uh, words of affirmation."

"You're so handsome," You croon at Venom, who blinks as you stroke the back of your hand along his goopy cheek, "And you're a great protector, I always feel safe around you."

"See?" Eddie nods, "Just like that. Nice things you say to the person you love."

"You are very small," Venom practices, and while it's true compared to his gargantuan size, it's not much of a compliment, "And I like that you feel safe around me even though I could easily rip your head off. And eat it. You would not stand a chance."

"We'll work on it," Eddie mutters, "Alright, acts of service."

"Like when Eddie gives me a shoulder massage," You hum, stretching out the tense muscles in your neck, "Or when I wash his hair for him in the shower. That's nice things you do for the person you love."

"I am good at that!" Venom boasts, "I make you breakfast sometimes."

"Yeah," Eddie nods, voice strained, and you play along even though you know that the attending to the mess that comes with Venom's cooking is more effort than doing it yourself, "Yeah, buddy, that's good. You're right, that's really nice of you."

"I am very nice," Venom agrees, bobbing his head up and down, "Are there more?"

"Quality time-" You and Eddie speak in unison, laughing sheepishly at each other. It's Eddie that continues, "Like what we're doing now. Sitting together, talking, just hanging out and being with each other."

"When he takes me on dates, too," You chime in, your voice a soft hum, "Or when you take me around the city, big guy."

You tap at Venom's cheek and he nods, blinking once in understanding.

"I like quality time," Venom decides, the thick black ooze connecting his head to Eddie's shoulder sucking him back in until his face is nestled between yours and Eddie's. It's an odd feeling on your hair but you and Eddie hold your positions anyways, intent on drilling non-sexual physical touch into the symbiote.

"Me too," You nod, and Eddie pitches in his confirmation, "Which one is your favorite, V?"

"Mm," The symbiote hums, but it sounds more like the revving engine of a car, "I do not know. I like getting gifts, but I like sitting with you, too. I like them all."

"Too hard to choose," Eddie agrees, "You?"

"More of the same," You conclude, turning your face so that your nose nudges Venom's cheek. He purrs, not unlike a cat, sounding more engine-like than ever, and his large eyes slip shut.

"Naptime," Eddie chimes, reaching over to grab your hand in his. You smile, puckering your lips to send him a kiss that you can't press to his cheek unless you break away from Venom. He pretends to catch it where the symbiote can't see, slapping it onto his cheek and acting injured at the recoil.

"Oh," He groans while you giggle, "You throw a mean kiss."

You settle against Eddie's side, and it's odd having Venom's face in between you to where you can't rest on the man's shoulder, but he's a nice pillow in and of himself. You're only seconds away from fully drifting off to sleep when Venom's jaw moves against your face, and he whispers (terribly), "Eddie. Are you awake?"

"Yes, Venom." Eddie groans, but by the sound of his voice, he wishes he wasn't, "What do you need?"

"I decided on a favorite," Venom informs Eddie, and you listen under the guise of closed eyelids, "I like the sex one best."

You can't help it; you let out a snort.

"Nice going, V," Eddie squeezes your hand, shutting his eyes once more and attempting to get comfortable, "I'm sure that's just the answer she wanted to hear."

#eddie brock x reader #eddie brock imagine #eddie brock scenario #eddie brock oneshot #eddie brock one-shot #eddie brock one shot #eddie brock headcanon #eddie brock headcanons #eddie brock hc #eddie brock hcs #eddie brock fanfiction #eddie brock fanfic #eddie brock fic #eddie brock x you #eddie brock x y/n #eddie brock x reader fanfiction #eddie brock blurb #eddie brock drabble #eddie brock dialogue #venom x reader #venom x you #venom x y/n #venom fanfiction #venom oneshot #venom imagine #venom drabble #venom blurb

[virtue-and-beneviolence]

YEAH LETS NAP!!! Also xfdhddasddr same

I have just about zero motivation to start things when I'm alone rip

Pls. I need naptime so bad,,,tell me Abt vagabond till I fall asleep too, pretty pls, 🥺🥺🥺🥺♥️

#naptime with sleepy #pls im falling asleep in dnd rn T.T #im so fucking tired out of no where wtf

[thatone-brightstar]

someone i saw in a dream once...| C. Berzatto x fem!reader oneshot

a/n: creds to the lovely @thebearer bc i love her dad!carm blurbs and wanted to try it out myself... loved it btw. happy holidays and happy new year to you all 🎄✨🧸

ps. I was actually gonna call this "a very merry hoe-liday special" lol

WARNINGS: smut, piv unprotected sex, dirty talk, reader is on birth control but isn't mentioned (wrap it up IRL tho), minors DNI but you'll do what you want so don't say I didn't warn you

“Yours?” He asked lazily.

“Uh… no.” A nervous laugh escaped your chest from your space on the warm bed, one of his arms wrapped around you as the other played with your hand above the covers. “I don’t wanna argue about why we haven’t baptized her yet, again.”

“That’s fair.” He responded with a chuckle. 

“Yours?” You asked back.

Carmy shook his head immediately. “Fuck no.” 

“Y’know, she’s gonna ask why we’ve never been to her Grams when she’s older…” 

“And when she’s older. I’ll tell her ‘bout the time her ‘Grams’ ran the car through the living room on Christmas Eve.” He stayed silent for a little longer and you moved your gaze from your intertwined hands to his creased brows. 

As best as you could, you pulled your other arm from under the covers and up to caress the side of his jaw, drawing his eyes back to you.

“I don’t wanna put her through that shit.” 

You nodded and offered a thin smile “No- I know.” then dropped your head back over his warm chest. “We don’t have to do anything. We’ll just stay here, watch somethin’ make breakfast… and maybe see the lights when it’s not so cold out.”

“You think she’ll like that?”

“Oh yeah,” You reassured. “Pjs all day, presents and The Grinch? She’s gonna eat that shit up.” Your words made Carmy chuckle again, the sour memory buried back as he leaned down to kiss your forehead. 

“I dunno why she likes that movie…” He murmured, adding kiss after kiss around your beaming face. “Fuckin’ green thing’s creepy.”

You laughed and slid your arms around his neck while he dropped slowly over your laying body. “Probably reminds her of you, you grinch.”

“Oh yeah? You think I’m a grinch?” Carmy teased, smiling as he continued to drag his lips along your skin, down the side of your jaw and to the little spot against your neck that drew shaky breaths.

One of his hands pushed against the plush mattress to hold himself up while the other began to rake smoothly up your naked thigh. You nodded in agreement, giggling when the soft curls tickled the side of your cheek.

“Save it for naptime-” You reminded him. “Your kid’s got the best timing-”

Almost like clockwork, three little knocks barely rattled the door and you raised your brows up at Carmy.  ‘Told ya’ you mouth at him then asked teasingly “Who is it?”.

A little giggle made it past the wood, followed by a tiny voice. “Me mamma!” And another three hurried knocks.

“Come in!” You sang back again as Carmy pushed himself off you and you leaned up just in time to hear the door creak and catch the tiny human hurling herself into the unmade bed. “Omf!”

“Merry Christmas!” She shouted with extended arms once she managed to balance herself over the duvet on her knees. 

She threw her tiny arms around both of your necks and pulled you in for a hug as tight as her little strength allowed her. You corresponded the embrace, one arm circling her, while the other hugged Carmy. 

“Oh merry Christmas, pretty girl! Did you go see what Santa brought you?” You asked, pushing back the wild hairs she had inherited from her father. She shook her head no. 

“Aren’t you curious?” Carmy asked and she nodded. “Cause I think I heard a little bell last night…”

That was enough to rattle her excitement even more, a gasp obvious over her flushed cheeks and before you could say anything else, she dragged herself off the bed and onto the floor. 

“C’mon Daddy!” The little girl ordered, taking his hand and dragging him out the room with her. 

Your smile beamed as you waved a teasing goodbye at him, then threw yourself back, stretching your limbs into the bed. 

“Mommy hurry up!” You heard travel through the hallway and sighed out a short laugh.

“Comin’!”

**********

“Vale, baby, not so close to the tv, okay?” You reminded the toddler from your space by the kitchen counter, slicing up fruit for breakfast.

“I don’t get it…” Carmy continued muttering by your side while whisking the batter. 

You sniggered at his tone and shrugged. The theme song to the movie played through the speakers again and you could hear her little voice sing along as the stuffy in her hands danced to the tune. 

“I mean, what even is he?”

“a who…” You answered obviously and he furrowed his brows again.

“a what?”

“No daddy-“ She turned around and pushed herself up on the back of the couch to try and appear bigger, stuffed grinch hanging loosely from one of her hands. “a who!”

You laughed as Carmen nodded jokingly, mouth trapped in an obvious ‘oh’ shape and the sound of your laugh made her giggle even harder, before carefully crawling off the couch and padding her way into the kitchen beside him.

“What’cha making?” She asked curiously, standing on her socked toes beside him but barely reaching the top of the counter with her nose.

“Pancakes. You wanna help?” He asked and she nodded excitedly. 

Carmy turned to you with a small smile while wiping his hands on his rag, then moved down to pick up the awaiting child, who wrapped her tiny legs as much as she could around his torso.

“Alright chef Valentina,” He began, making her giggle and curl up against his side. “ wanna pour the chips in?”

He sat her on the edge by the bowl and handed her the cup filled to the brim with chocolate chips. It took both of her little hands to hold it and with slightly clumsy movements, she poured them in slowly. 

“Atta girl…” He whispered, holding the bowl steady so she could whisk them in, and something about the sweetness in his tone warmed your heart.

You eyed them every few seconds, an ever present smile on your face. It really did warm your heart to see him that way, sweet and nurturing and kind. Carmy was what you always hoped to find in a partner one day, the kind of person you dreamed about but always assumed you’d never have; yet there he was, perfectly present as he helped your daughter flip pancakes for christmas breakfast. 

“Mommy look!” She called towards you, making your smile grow twice as big, if that was even possible.

“I see baby, good job!” You praised too and moved to their side.

She stood on her step stool over the pan, at a careful distance from the fire, while you and Carmy guarded her sides. A kiss was placed on her wild hair as you brushed your hand over her back then laced in into Carmy’s arm, leaning your head on his shoulder. A pleasant feeling of contentment washed over you.

**********

Breakfast took up most of your morning, between batter stains and sticky blueberry maple syrup, it was as if the tiring action of flipping a couple pancakes had worn your daughter out and before her plate was finished, her head had begun tipping into it every few seconds. 

Carmy chuckled as he watched her chew herself to sleep for the third time while he got up to start clearing out the table. 

“I got it.” You whispered, afraid to wake her up, though she was already out like a light against her high chair. “You go put her to bed.”

“Alright little grinch,” He cooed and as soon as he pulled her up from her chair, her limp body draped over his chest. “how does a nap sound?” 

Carmy kept mumbling sweet words and rubbing her back in a soothing manner as he carried her into the room. You would have joined them, but he was always the better one to put her to sleep. Something about him gave her a calming and safe sensation. 

While Carmy took his time in your daughter’s room, you began to tidy up the kitchen. The ending scenes of the grinch passed through and the last songs served as ambience while you worked. You hummed along to the soundtrack, washing the last few dishes, when an arm gingerly circled your waist and the warmth of his chest pressed to your back. 

“Merry Christmas.” He whispered beside your ear, pressing a kiss to your flushed cheek as a beautifully wrapped box appeared in front of you.

You half turned to him with a soft smile pushing up against your cheeks. “Carm, we said no presents…”

“Just open it… you’re gonna love it.” Carmy said with his characteristic shy smile as he took the soapy dish from you and handed you a drying rag.

You dried your palms and took the small box with caution. After undoing the ribbon and slowly pulling off the lid, a beautiful heart locket shone back at you, taking your breath away. With a slow finger you traced the soft ridges and the delicate designs, as if a piece of lace had been dipped in molten gold then shaped into the small work of art

“Oh Bear, it's beautiful…” 

“And you can open it too” He added and unhooked his arm from around your hip to take the box back in his hands. 

Carefully, he picked  it up and pinched the sides open to reveal a tiny photo inside. It was from a few months back, you remembered the day. The Bear had just received its second star and Carmy and Syd had decided to close that day to offer another friends & family dinner. Richie had taken it outside the restaurant just before service. Carmy stood in the middle, with his pristine chef’s whites slightly unbuttoned, Val sat on his shoulders in her best dress and full of glee and you leaned onto his side, left hand cupping his cheek and glowing engagement ring full on display.

You sucked in your bottom lip to avoid the tears threatening to spill out, then turned to him fully and beamed with joy up at him. “You’re right, I love it.” 

His proud smile reached the little creases decorating the sides of his eyes before he leaned down to kiss you with adoration. 

Before he could go any further, Carmy blindly placed the necklace back into its box, then slid his fingers past your jaw, burying them in your hair. The movement of his desperate lips over yours left you breathless and despite not wanting to, you moved your face to the side to inhale a few deep and shaky breaths. He stayed glued to your skin, peppering wet kisses over your cheek, jaw and holding your hair up above your neck to grant him greater access into the area.

His other hand roamed down the side of your curves until it reached your hips, then it slid under the thin fabric of your shirt and up again, where it found your naked chest. His thumb skimmed over the tender skin of your nipple, making your hands tighten their grasp around the nape of his neck and sigh out another breath.

“Is she…” You tried to ask but failed as he continued his soft movements. 

“Asleep? Yeah.” He answered in a deep tone and hungry searched your lips once more.

With each stroke of his thumb and pull on your hair, you could feel him grow harder against your abdomen and the images crossing your mind didn’t help calm the arousal in your gut either.

“Good.” You smiled against his kiss and pulled him in deeper. “Room. Now.”

That’s all it took before he nodded rapidly and began taking quick steps forward, guiding you through the short hallway and into your bedroom, shutting the door lightly. Once at the foot of the bed, Carmy pulled your shirt off in one swift movement and dumped it somewhere on the floor. Now both of his hands held you by your ribcage, both palms massaging your chest and pulling little moans from your joined mouths.

“Fuck- I love you so much.” He groaned, slowly dropping you against the mattress and without daring to detach from your kiss, followed close behind.

Your hands found their own way to his hips, desperately pulling at the hem of his shirt until it was over his head in seconds, disheveling his hair even more. “I love you so much.” You mumbled back. 

Your clothes laid discarded around the room in a few seconds, leaving you buried in between the covers and him. A long sigh parted your chest when you finally felt the sweet relief of his cock inside you, matching his tempo with the strokes of his tongue against yours. Your legs parted even deeper to make space for his thrusts, one thigh wrapped around his hips to accentuate them even harder.

“Fuck- Carm-” You moaned close to his face, trying to be as quiet as you could with him slamming into you.

“Shh, shh- you’re doin’ so good baby-” He praised as he adjusted his weight on his arm and wrapped the other around your thigh, pulling it higher up. “God, you feel so- fuuck”

His movements faltered for a second and he gave a soft breathy laugh that fanned the side of your face, then he placed another kiss over your collar bone and began to slam even faster into you. 

Your soft cries vibrated against his skin and fueled his pace, almost rocking the headboard against the wall. Carmy rested his forehead against yours, looking directly into your eyes as he pulled your other leg up and spaced them both beside your elbows. The new change in position had you feeling him so deep in your core you could almost taste him and the way your eyes started to lose focus plastered a grin across his face.

“You love it when I fuck you like that, huh?” He asked in a breathless tone, but all you could do was nod frantically. “So fuckin’ beautiful…” He mumbled over and over.

Each stroke felt deeper than the last, the only indication of your upcoming orgasm was the brows screwed over your face and the trembling of your thighs. Carmy rocked himself continuously into you until you couldn’t take it anymore. A thousand little lights exploded behind your eyes, making your back arch away from the bed and your nails dig into his sturdy shoulders. Your walls contracted against his thick cock as he pushed in a few more strokes, before his chest shuttered with a contained groan and he let himself fall carefully over your panting chest.

Carmy pushed himself off you with effort and rolled to your side, then hooked his arm under your shoulders and pulled you to rest over his still rapidly beating heart.

“How does a nap sound?” He whispered over your head after a few silent minutes.

You chuckled at his tone but nodded in agreement, tracing little shapes over his chest until his beats took a more relaxed tempo and the breaths fanning over your hair grew longer and heavier.

**********

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[babybluebex]

𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐧 (𝐫𝐩𝐟) 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

༻ series

butter yellow masterlist: dr. joseph quinn is set to speak at an important conference, and, of course, he invites you, his assistant, to come with him. after months of pining and flirting, what can go wrong when the hotel only books you one bed?

italy calling masterlist: when your friend convinces you to go to livorno, italy on vacation, you don't expect to meet a handsome stranger. you also don't expect him to establish a rule during your fling: no finding each other afterwards. after everything, though, will you be able to keep up your end of the bargain? and will he?

long lost love masterlist: in 2013, you meet a boy on your first day at drama school. joe becomes your everything, and you his, but tragedy strikes and draws you two apart. eight years later, you're reunited, not with your sweet joey, but with the worldwide phenomenon joseph quinn. are you prepared to forgive joe for what he did (or maybe didn't do) to you? or are you forever to mourn your long-lost love?

༻ one shots

settle in: you ask joseph if he can fuck you in character as eddie, and he’s more than happy to do it. (smut)

blue: an exhausted joseph in new orleans only wants one thing from you. / version 2 (spicier) (fluff/smut)

dinner date / part two: social media!au, bower!sister x joseph (fluff)

best panel ever: at london comic con, naptime for joe’s son interferes with joe’s panel. luckily, joe has a fix for the situation. (fluff)

off menu: while on the off-menu podcast, joe regales stories of you and misses you. (fluff)

secret: you accidentally out your relationship with joe at the season 4 premiere. (fluff)

bad idea, right?: yes i know that he's my ex but can't two people reconnect? // aka your ex joseph conveniently texts you to come over just as you're missing him, and who can say no to those eyes? (smut)

looking: joe catches you looking and rewards (punishes?) you for your efforts (smut)

༻ drabbles

joe's son and eddie (fluff)

joe's son and uncle jamie (fluff)

birthday boy (fluff)

anal with joe (smut)

insecure dad!joe (angst)

coming up with names (fluff)

gq moty (fluff)

sub!joe (smut)

kissing joe hc (smut/fluff)

dior fashion show (fluff)

rockstar!joe hc (fluff)

reacting to eddie's death (angst)

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader #stranger things fanfic

[mischievousspooks]

#flat fuck friday #flat fucks #it's friday we're flat fucks #flat fuck naptime #one flat one floofy #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt donnie #hamato donatello #rottmnt mayhem #mayhem #is mayhem more like a dog with cat tendencies? #or a cat with dog tendencies? #either way he definitely naps on people like a cat #and probably likes donnie best out of the turtles because of the soft shell #and who can say no to a fluffy warm weight on your back #my cat has been sitting on my lap pretty much this whole time #it's the best #i hope donnie loves it as much as i do #like #really #in-cat-pacitated on a flat fuck friday #yaaaaas #he's totally napping on April's couch btw

[luvvannie]

✮ joshua hong as your boyfriend. sfw!

✮ looooong walks down the coast in the spring,, hand-in-hand ALWAYS (don't let go he'll get sulky) and pit-stops every five minutes whenever you both see something pretty. coming home with flowers in your hair and empty ice coffee cups and the sky on the brink of midnight AAAA

✮ he LOVES taking photos of you, just documenting life yk?? he's always like 'baby smile!' with his phone every other second its SO SWEET (also his lockscreen is always a picture he's taken of u, but it's constantly taking bc there's always a new 'favourite y/n pic' AKAkAA)

✮ kbbq every week!! he knows all ur fave combos with the sauces and meats (not me making it sound like a video game GIRL) and he will do all the cooking the whole time while u sit beside him and watch and make all those 'ooo aaaa' sound effects HYPING UR MAN YK (he needs the cheerleadering its not an option bbg). you get the first bite everytime ofc PRINCESS TREATMENT WBK

✮ the two of you are always babysitting for your friends and it's the MOST CHAOTIC THING EVER bc ure constantly asking each other 'baby... where did the ACTUAL baby go..?😰' but it always has u giggling and kicking ur feet by the end because OMG HE'S SOOO HUSBAND THE WAY HES SO GOOD WITH KIDS... mayb this is my inner cheol bias coming out as well but after seeing how he was with ahrin and ahyun i think he secretly prefers babysitting the daughters (girl dad shua WE KNOW WE KNOWWWW) JUST A THOUGHT OKAY!!!

✮ and then one day after one of the kids you were babysitting went home, you saw that they left their colouring book at your house, and you would just curiously go over and try colouring in one of the sections... and then shua would come in and see what you were doing and wanna join you AND THEN BOOM ITS BEEN AN HOUR WHAT FUCKING DRUGS ARE IN CHILDREN'S COLOURING BOOKS??? after that day, the two of you started buying your own colouring books and then spending your afternoons together colouring while you ate dinner.

✮ GIFT-GIVING! he's not a basic bitch either. flowers and chocolates are for unoriginal LOSERS 😡❗️ (but he does get u those too...) he loves getting u cute pyjamas and slippers the most I DUNNO I THINK HE JUST LIKES BEING COMFY WITH YOU IN GENERAL

✮ on the topic of being comfy... day naps. you've practically burned it into ur brains by now, you both immediately start getting tired when it's about to be naptime... and then as soon the clock strikes three in the afternoon YOU'RE BOTH DEAD. for the next two hours at least.

#꒰ 🏷️ ꒱ fic ! #seventeen #svt #joshua #joshua hong #joshua x reader #svt x reader #svt fluff #svt imagines #svt smut #svt fanfic #shua #shua hong #hong jisoo #joshua fluff #joshua angst #joshua seventeen

[ghostbite0]

So, baby Trio naptime:

I feel like Giyu would be like "ah yes, the sweet relief of sleep." except in baby mode because "Oooh, what's that? And that? And that thing over there. Omg is that my hand!? :D" so you'd need to do the little blanket tent over his and whoever is holding him's heads like I did with my nibblings when they were babies too curious to sleep.

Sanemi is kind of the opposite. He's just to angry to sleep! What do you mean baby rage takes a lot of energy? He's a damn Hashira and doesn't need a naptime. And then one of two things happen, he either exhausts himself to sleep and naps with the angriest little baby frown or eventually goes baby mode snuggles himself against someone and has the calmest sleep. There's no in-between.

Obanai meanwhile, I see as being find with naptime. Thing is, even in adult mode, he can't stop his suckling reflex when asleep so he often ends up waking up with something in his mouth, usually a blanket corner, or a lock of Muichiro's hair, much to his own embarrassed upon waking up.

Also, I'm wondering since a year is a lot of time for a bay's development, who's the oldest/youngest?

Anyway, love all the baby and children content, they are all adorable deserve love❤️❤️

omg anon im so sorry i thought i had responded to this . i absolutely adore this this is all canon anon you get me

to answer your question; they're all six months old!

Giyuu still considers himself the eldest, so he watches out for the two. Sanemi is physically a little bigger and stronger, and he's just like fuck yeah . im not the youngest anymore. take that. meanwhile, Obanai is tiny for his age; he looks more like a three-month-old

so... just judging by their development and how they get with their baby modes, i would say Giyuu is the eldest, Sanemi is in the middle leaning towards eldest, and Obanai would be considered the youngest (he's mortified by this)

Regarding the three concerning sleep, Giyuu is the easiest to put down for a nap, and Sanemi will raise hell. he's the baby crying at 2 in the morning. which results in the other two babies waking up and also crying. the horrors

give Giyuu a plushie and he is set. if he's awake its probably got something to do with Sanemi whacking him and fussing.

you're exactly on the nose with Sanemi-- he's just too angry to sleep. when he's in baby mode, he's just too energetic and all he wants to do is crawl around and play!

Obanai is somewhere in the middle. he usually can't sleep if he's alone, and when he's in baby mode, he really doesn't like being put in the crib. he much prefers sleeping in someone's arms

usually, the sleeping arrangement favors having Obanai in the middle. Sanemi and Giyuu recognize he's a lot more fragile and weak than they are so there's a mutual agreement to watch out for him when they can. this is also because Sanemi doesn't want to sleep next to Giyuu

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[the-offside-rule]

George Russell (Mercedes AMG) - Academic Rival

Requested: yes and I WOULD ARGUE THIS HAS BEEN ONE OF MY FAVOURITE THINGS TO WRITE

Prompt: 13) "Sometimes I think you do these things just to annoy me."

15) "You're a wonderful person. Don't ever forget that."

Academic Rivals with George Russell

Warnings: bout to be converted to a George girly

"Russell. George! Hey George Russell wake up!"

George snapped awake, looking around confused as his fellow classmates were leaving the lecture hall. "Late night?" He looked up to see Y/n, a girl in his class that he simply despised. She sat a few rows behind him and since they began university, they have been practically rivals. It had been tit for tat on who would get the better test result, who would get the better assignment result, who would get the better anything. "Very, if you must know. Had to finish that assignment that was due this morning." He replied, stretching back in his chair. "Well at least you got it done. I sent mine in last week." Geofge scoffed. "And I am simply delighted that you had enough free time to send it in before me." He replied in a harsh tone. "I've been sending the assignments in before you for the past few weeks, George. Not falling behind, are you?" He stood up quickly and began packing his bag. "Absolutely not! I've just been caught up recently, that's all." She chuckled. "If that's what you want to call it." Y/n opened her refill pad and ripped out a few pieces of paper,before handing them to George. He looked between her and the paper confused. "What is this?" He asked.

"I took the liberty of writing your notes for you." Y/n mumbled, handing him the paper. George examined each piece carefully, seeing her perfect handwriting of her notes on the topic. "You wrote these?" He asked. Y/n nodded and turned to leave. She was just about at the door when she heard the brit call her name, making her look back at him. "Thank you." He muttered, placing them into his folder and walking out of the class behind her. "So what are the plans for this evening?" George asked. "I have a date. My friend set me up so I'm hoping it's not a philosophy student again." George chuckled at the girl. "I'm gonna head this way. My flat is closer to this side." George said. "That's fine. I suppose I'll see you after mid-term?"

"You definitely will. Can't have You having an upper hand on me." Y/n smiled. "Not after today's naptime." George joked. The pair chuckled before bidding their goodbyes and walking their separate ways to their usual study places. Hers being the study hall and his being the old library.

Y/n smiled as she spotted her friend Debs sat at their usual spot with her coffee cup and her headphones connected to her phone and undoubtedly playing Taylor Swift's folklore again. "Hey Debs." Y/n smiled as she sat down and began to set up. "Hey, Y/n. How was class today then?" She asked. "Well, Russell fell asleep. It was funny to see." Y/n replied. "Ah, so noe you have blackmail material. Wonderful." Debs joked. "Actually, I wrote the notes out for him." Y/n questioned the silence after she said that. She looked up to see Debs staring at her eith a shocked expression plastered all over her face. "What?" She asked. "You helped George? Why would you do that? You hate eachother!" Y/n rolled her eyes. "I don't know, Debs. I think it's just a case of us actually maturing now that it's our last year I university together. Just kind of-" Y/n's face dropped as her eyes scanned her files for her document titled Mid-Term assignment but nothing. "Debs....I think I deleted my assignment. Or it didn't save or- fuck!" Debs scooted over to Y/n and scrolled through the laptop while the poor girl beside her, sat with her head in her hands. "Maybe you saved it somewhere else?" She asked. "No, I always save it here. I was working on it this morning! I-"

"Y/l/n." She groaned as she heard the all to familiar voice of her class rival, George Russell trailing behind her. "What the hell do you want?" She asked, continuing to walk and not dignified the brit with a glance. "Studying again?" He grinned. "Yes, I always do." She replied. "It's a shame you have to actually try to be here. It's like you almost don't belong." She scoffed. "And it's almost as if the only reason you're here is because your dad bribed the board." George clenched his jaw before walking over to a table nearby and setting himself up. "What the fuck is he doing studying here? Thats-"

"I'm just gonna have to go to my dorm and start over. All my notes and references I used are up there." Y/n said in a panicked state, began packing everything up and didn't bother herself with why her classmate wasn't studying in his usual spot. She didn't have the time. Every second mattered in this moment. "Debs, I'm I'm sorry. I'll call you tomorrow but I can't right now." Y/n said as she stood up quickly and hurled the bag across her back, grabbing the attention of a particular classmate nearby. She and Debs briefly exchanged goodbyes, before Y/n set off running to her dorm to quickly throw together her mid-term paper.

A few hours later, Y/n had just about managed to find half of her notes and that's about it. She groaned and chucked yet another folder to the corner and onto the next. A sudden knock caught her off guard from the task at hand. She figured it was just Debs coming to say goodbye before her parents came to pick her up so she sat up off the ground and opened the door with a bright smile, only for it to change to one of pure confusion as she was faced with George.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Y/n grumbled, looking up at her rival. "Well I heard your assignment got deleted." He said. "And what? You're here to laugh?" She arched a brow. "No, I want to help. I have some websites. Might be helpful?" Her face softened at his words. He wanted to help her? "Thanks." She muttered. George pushed past her into the room, taking his scarf off. "Right, you start writing, I'll put on some hot chocolate. Do you like marshmallows? Wait a minute-" He looked in the cupboards. "Do you even have marshmallows?" She shook her head confused. "Right, I'm heading to tesco. They should be open. I'll be right back!" He quickly tied his scarf back around his neck. "Wait, what? What are you doing?" Y/n asked as he walked off. "I just explained-"

"Yeah but you said your train back home goes at twenty past eight. It's a quarter to eight and the train station is a fifteen minute drive away." He shrugged his shoulders. "It's no problem, I'll just get the first one tomorrow." He reassured her and opened up his laptop laptop the websites her had. "Right, so these are the websites I used. Very helpful, but you might already have your references sorted out. So I'll leave you alone with my assignment and these websites and I'll head out. I'll be right back." George smiled and headed towards the door.

"I don't understand." She muttered, amking George stop in the doorway. "You don't have to Y/l/n. I'm trying to help my fellow classmate." He said. "But there's no reason that you of all people should be looking to help me." George chuckled and tied the scarf around his neck. "Think of it as paying it back for today. Its no big deal, swear." George said, going to close the door behind him but stopping to give the last word, as he usually did. "It's nice how you remembered when my train went though." He winked and closed the door, leaving Y/n and her burning red cheeks. She let out a shakey sigh as she tried to steady her heart. Did she...no! Out of the question! Its George, for God's sake!

He- he's kinda sweet.

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[watchmegetobsessed]

FIFTEEN MINUTES

A/N: felt like this universe needed some naughtiness 😉

PAIRING: husband!dad!Harry X Reader

SUMMARY: Seeing Harry shirtless with your baby in his arms is just doing things to you. Things that need to be taken care of, but as parents, the naughty business needs to be quick.

WARNING: sexual content

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

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Harry has always had a special effect on you. From the moment you met him, every other men stopped existing, there was only him and he became the subject of all your desires. And he enjoyed every moment of it.

The first few years of your relationship you were in that so-called honeymoon phase where you just couldn’t keep your hands to yourselves, took every opportunity to get intimate, let it be a quickie in the studio, a blow job before a show or Harry’s fingers buried in your pussy on the backseat of his car. You stuck to each other like honey to a spoon.

Everyone said it would change, that the passion would die down and you’d grow more comfortable. They said this phase would end sooner or later and you’d have to work to experience the same kind of lust.

They were wrong. So fucking wrong.

The years passed by and nothing changed, you were still crazy about each other and sex just got even better. Then you got married and came the official honeymoon phase, but you were basically just the same, only with rings on your fingers.

Then you became parents and though you had less time to be intimate, you still felt the same passion like in the beginning. Slowly, a decade flew by, you had the twins and then Leo and now people would think you barely touch each other, but they couldn’t be more wrong.

It’s early Sunday afternoon, the twins are in their room, playing with their new Legos and Ellie is working on her homework in the living room. You’ve just finished lunch and Harry took up on Leo duty while you loaded the washing machine. You check on the twins on your way back down, it seems like they will be busy for the next hour or so, giving you some time to have a breather. When you walk back into the kitchen however, your plans of maybe taking a quick nap change right away.

Your husband has rid himself of his shirt, Leo probably got something on him, he is holding him in one arm, examining the fruits in the bowl on the counter. Harry is carefully explaining to Leo what they are called, what they taste like and what else can be made out of them. It’s a sweet and pure moment truly, but for some reason it awakens something else in you this time.

Maybe it’s his bare chest, the sight of his tattoos and chest hair, or maybe the way he is holding Leo, but you can feel yourself getting wet and needy in an instant. Harry has only gotten finer with the years, the handsome, fit boy you met in your early twenties grew into a strong, charming and confident man who is an amazing father and the best husband too. A man like that would start a fire in any woman, you’re not immune, especially not to Harry.

“…And this is a peach. Your mum loves them, so there’s always some at home,” he explains to the baby who is blinking at the fruit as if it was made out of gold. Walking up to him you run a hand down his naked back, pressing a kiss to his freckled shoulder.

He peeks at you, a cheeky smile tugging on the corner of his mouth.

“Want to put Leo down?” you suggest.

“I thought he still has like thirty minutes till his naptime,” he murmurs.

“Maybe… you could put him down now, so we could… have some alone time,” you explain, hoping he gets the message and to make it more obvious, you brush your hands over his crotch, eyeing him bashfully.

“Oh… oh!” he breathes out, adjusting Leo in his arms. “What about the others?” he asks and you can see the growing excitement in his eyes.

“The twins are busy with the Legos, Ellie still has some reading to do, we can have at least fifteen minutes to ourselves.”

Fifteen minutes would have sounded ridiculous before you became parents, but you’ve learned to make the best out of every second. It’s now more than enough for a nice quickie.

“Okay,” he nods eagerly and kisses your lips shortly. “Let me put this little lad down and let’s meet in our bathroom.”

“Chop-chop,” you grin and he sprints off as fast as he can run with a baby in his arms.

You giggle like a schoolgirl as you make your way up to your bedroom, waiting for Harry impatiently, the need to feel him growing with each passing second. When you finally hear his footsteps outside the door, your breathing speeds up and then he walks in, his eyes dark and filled with lust.

He stops at the door and watches you like he is ready to hunt you down and hooking your fingers into the elastic of your shorts you push them down along with your underwear, letting them fall to the ground.

“We need to be quick,” you tell him and a second later he launches at you, dragging you into the bathroom which is the only room that’s got a lock on it.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, woman,” he groans against your lips as he presses you against the granite counter of the double vanity in the bathroom, his hands roaming your body, squeezing and kneading you wherever he can reach.

“You survived all these years, you’re gonna be fine,” you chuckle as he buries his head into your neck, licking and biting while you’re trying to tug his shorts down as fast as possible.

Reaching down between you and him, he gets a hold of his hard cock and pumps himself while you blindly grab a condom from the drawer, hungrily kissing him, using every bit of privacy you have with him.

He rolls the condom on while you push yourself up so you’re sitting on the counter, legs spread wide open, waiting for him to take you however he wants.

“You want to be fucked by your husband? Hm?” he teases you a bit, running the head of his cock up and down your cunt.

“Yes, please!” you whine out.

“That’s my girl,” he smirks before slamming into you fast and hard.

It really is a quickie, Harry’s thrusts are rushed and rough, but it’s exactly what you need, a quick relief. You try to keep your moans under control, but when he repeatedly hits your G-spot you can’t hold yourself back from getting a little louder.

“Come on, baby. I need you to cum, we don’t have much time,” he rushes you, his fingers digging into your thighs as he keeps slamming into you relentlessly.

“I’m close,” you gasp out and leaning back on one hand, you use the other to work on your clit, urging yourself to come finally.

Harry picks his pace up, he keeps grunting in such a raw, animalistic way that it just escalates your sensations as well. He hooks his arms under your legs, lifting them up higher so he can reach a different angle and that’s what pushes you over the edge.

You come hard, clenching around his cock as he fucks you so well, reaching his own high just moments later. His hips fall out of rhythm and he changes his fast thrusts to slow but rough pushes as he fills up the condom. You’re both gasping for air, his forehead falls against yours as you hold onto his broad shoulders. He brushes his lips against yours, softly kissing them before he lets your legs down, his cock slipping out of you before you hop off of the counter.

“You little minx,” he chuckles, slapping your ass playfully before he disposes of the condom.

“What? You looked so delicious,” you smirk at him, moving over to use the toilet quickly.

“It’s the dad body, right?” he snorts, patting his stomach that has definitely gotten a bit meatier, but he still looks proper fit.

“I love your dad body,” you grin at him. “You’re sexy, Harry Styles,” you compliment him, definitely catching him blushing as he pulls his shorts back up. You flush the toilet and steal a kiss before washing your hands and wiping the counter off.

“Not as sexy as you are,” he grins, winking at you from the mirror.

“Dad?” you hear Ellie calling out from somewhere outside.

“Yes, my love?”

“Can you help me a bit?”

“Sure, I’ll be down in a second, go wait for me in the living room!” he answers while looking you in the eyes smirking. There’s a few seconds of silence before she speaks up again.

“Dad, why are mum’s shorts and panties on the floor of your bedroom?”

Your eyes widen and mouth hangs open and Harry struggles to keep his laughter back.

“Uhh… don’t worry about them! I’ll put them in the hamper!”

“Okay!” she sings back before you can hear her feet running away.

“Oh shit,” you chuckle, covering your mouth.

“I told you, you’re a minx,” he grins, stealing one last kiss before walking out of the bathroom, leaving you behind to recover from your little quickie on your own.

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