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emmyrosee · 6 months
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When you paw the bed next to you for a sign of warmth, you furrow your brows at the feeling of it cold. You’d expected at least Hiroki to be next to you, filling up the warm area that Osamu’s body leaves, but there’s nothing.
There’s a set of laughter coming from the kitchen, Hiroki and Rumi’s, probably at their poor father’s expense, and it has you smiling as you slowly sit up to face the day.
You yawn and make your way over to his laundry basket, grabbing a random shirt and a pair of SpongeBob boxers to wear before making your way out to the kitchen, the smell of breakfast having your mouth water in excitement.
“Mommy doesn’t like that,” you hear a tiny voice say, and you smirk softly at Hiroki’s sass.
Osamu says he got it from you. You tell him he got it from Atsumu.
“Well mommy’s not here right now, is she?”
“Mumma’s gonna sold you,” Rumi then chirps, and you slowly make your way into the kitchen, smiling at the sight.
There’s a tiny girl and an even younger boy standing on either side of their Osamu, one more tiny girl on his hip while he has a verbal battle with him about whatever he did to your breakfast.
“Mommy’s gonna scold both of you if you wake her up on a weekend,” he sings.
With the threat, the two children dash away, and when their strawberry juice stained faces finally look up to you, you hold a finger up to shush them. They giggle softly and repeat the action back to you.
With a soft step, you creep towards Osamu with a playful grin, careful to be as quiet as you can under the sound of him making breakfast. You skitter your fingers up his sides to make him squeal, and as he does just that, your eldest and middle children laugh loudly before growing quiet and snickery under Osamu’s faux glare of warning.
“Why don’t you go play with worms or something?” He teases, and you click your tongue because you know damn well they’ll try to do it.
“Not without mommy. Go play inside.”They nod and scatter, and Osamu finally turns his gaze to you while you plant a kiss on your infants cheek. “Morning my baby.”
“Morning- oh, wait. Me or the actual baby?” He asks.
“I can address both of you under the same name,” you assure, rising on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek now. “Makin’ breakfast for me?”
“I wanted you to sleep in,” he sighs, but he smiles down at you. “After Hiroki practically headbutted me awake, I figured we could do something nice for ya.”
“Awww, honey,” you coo, resting your head on his shoulder and rubbing a palm up and down his back.
You hang in the silence of frying foods and quiet clangs of bowls, before you break it with a hug around his waist, kissing his arm for attention.
“Fatherhood looks so good on you,” you mewl, rising up on your tiptoes to meet him for a kiss. When he leans down to match you, you give him a playful swat on his butt, making him yelp out.
“Do not,” he grumbles, still smiling.
You roll your eyes, your hands now moving to cup his cheeks, “you never let me have any fun.” When you try to kiss him again, your toddler sticks her fingers between you both, fishhooking poor Osamu’s lip and pulling to the side.
“Okay- ow, okay-“ he whines, using his hand to gently move hers from his mouth. “Quick, kiss me now.”
You snicker and do as he asks, but your moment lasts even shorter when your Hiroki and Rumi come around the corner, synchronized “ewwwww!”’s falling from their lips.
He sighs, planting a kiss to your head, “how’s fatherhood looking to you now?”
You beam up at him, “never better.”
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fryebitch · 9 months
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the agony of chuck leclerc
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I have voluntarily thrown myself into the horny jail. Therefore I am here to request for a severely hurt villain who shows up at the hero's doorstep nearly passed out. Then villain wakes up a few hours later with hero flirting with them but the villain just does not care because they've been wanting this since forever. And then they have a big ol' make out scene-
“What are you doing?” The villain’s eyes were closed but the smell of hot coffee and cooked bacon wasn’t something they could ignore.
“I made you breakfast,” the hero answered softly and the villain opened their eyes laboriously to find a sleepy hero sitting and yawning on the bed.
“Hotel service?” The villain smiled and closed their eyes again, already exhausted from opening them. Everything hurt, not as bad as yesterday, but every muscle, every bone, every tendon tugged them apart.
God, it was like their whole body wanted to tear at them until there was nothing left.
“Pff, dream on.” The villain looked at them again and to their surprise, the hero laid down next to them, head on their pillows. As their messy hair fell over the bedding, the villain was almost certain an angel was getting comfortable next to them. Something, the villain didn’t know what but something about the hero killed their anxiety. The villain was an anxious person, always had been. Restless and a stranger to peace. However, the hero made them believe in something very close to serenity. “How are you feeling?”
“Drained,” the villain said. They studied the hero’s face as so often. Why them? Always them.
As if the hero was the only language the villain could speak. As if the hero was the answer to everything. As if the hero was the only thing that kept them alive.
Somehow, that was the truth.
“Ugh, poor villain. Thank god I know how to take care of you.” The hero stretched out their arm and let their fingers go over the villain’s cheek. It was impossibly soft. “Always getting in trouble.”
“You’re always there to take care of me, so I’m not worried.” Sometimes, the villain would lose themselves in their anger and anxiousness, smashing things and freaking out like a child. It made them feel weak and they were ashamed of it. But sometimes, they’d think of their hero, would think about how simple they made their life look. That worked. That made everything easier.
“I could take care of you in many different ways,” the hero said suddenly and grinned.
Christ. The villain wanted to forget about the pain. They wanted to forget about last night. But that wasn’t easy when just existing was enough to hurt. When everything had to be considered, when everything was a threat, an attack, a possible enemy.
“Could you?” they asked, sitting up in bed. Apparently, the hero hadn’t quite realised what they’d said. Their eyes widened and just like the villain, they sat up in bed.
“Oh my god, sorry, that was so inappropriate.” All the villain could focus on was the blush and the gentle cracking of the hero’s voice. They were embarrassed and the villain couldn’t help but find it intriguing. “I wasn’t thinking, I’m sorry.”
“I don’t care,” the villain whispered, much too distracted by the hero’s lips. It astonished them how sweet the hero was. How they had stitched the villain’s wounds, made them breakfast. Their soft touches and their kind words…the villain certainly didn’t deserve it and yet, the hero gave it to them.
“What?”
“I don’t care. Get on top.” And then, softly. “Please. Please, sit on my hips.”
For a moment, the hero didn’t move and the villain was truly afraid they’d asked for too much, had demanded without thinking about it. But in the next moment, the hero got up and sat down, looking at their stomach and doing their best not to touch any wounds.
“Are you alright?” the hero asked. They were clearly worried but the villain couldn’t give them a satisfying answer. All they could feel was their heart pumping in their chest as the hero’s hand slipped under their shirt.
“Yes, I’m…actually, I don’t know. I’ve never been this close to dying. I feel like all I do is waste my life.” And I’m trying to ignore the only good thing in it. I’m trying to distance myself from you because that is easier, because it hurts but it hurts more to lose you.
The villain didn’t say that, they were too much of a coward.
“Hey, it’s alright.” The hero put a hand on the villain’s chest, right where their heart was, and the many thoughts liquified, became unimportant and made the villain calm down. “You survived. We can take it easy. Nothing needs to be rushed. All we have to focus on is healing right now, understood?”
The villain nodded.
What if this was it?
What if the hero was their person? What if they were made for each other? And what if the villain continued to avoid them? Would they grow resentful? Would they continue to treat them kindly? Would they turn against each other again?
The villain swallowed. Why on earth did the hero make it so easy to feel loved?
“Can I kiss you?”
“Huh?” The villain looked at them, more than a little shocked.
“You look stressed and every time I touch you, your muscles relax. So, can I please kiss you? I feel like you need to stop thinking for a second.”
“Yes.” The villain didn’t hesitate. “Yes, please do that.”
Please save me from myself.
And the hero did exactly that. They saved them very softly, every day a little more.
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kellyvela · 11 days
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It was Sophie who came to Kit with the idea of The Dreadful!!! He says he’s very excited and they are looking to film later this year. Finally some answers to our questions 🥺
YESSSSS!!!!!!!!!! I love that Kit sounds so exited for the project and to work with Sophie again ❤️
If some of you missed this, here is Kit Harington talking about the Jonsa Movie The Dreadful 👹
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whispersxwhimpers · 2 months
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artismeyou-12 · 18 days
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WHY HE LOOK SO HANDSOME 😭😭😭😭
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I'm simp this guy help-
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I NEEED MARRY HIM 👹👹👹👹👹👹
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jurassicass · 1 year
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Your Adella art is so good, I wish more people appreciated her.
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Thank u ! I was actually pretty shocked when I saw how little she’s talked about, need more art of her too 💔
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angeluvvv · 10 months
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🎶ride cowgirl…🎶
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wandasaura · 2 months
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i decided to be nice and not individually send every thought i’ve had in the last hour, you’re welcome babygirl.
reader:
- getting a drunken tattoo during the mommy and daddy don’t know they went out request
- wrecking (minorly) with daddy on the bike
- getting high asf and causing mischief w/ yelena while mommy and daddy are out and them coming home to absolute chaos
- run away reader run away ready run away reader
- car breaks down on the what was it? 40 minute drive? to westview from campus in the middle of the hottest summer ever, thanks global warming
- breaking something in the house or something along those lines and losing her shit because her real mother would kill her for something like that
- slipping while running around the pool after mommy has literally punished her for doing that previously. hurts herself, could break something, cries like a baby while wanda just sighs with her hands on her hips with that “i told you so look” until she can’t stand not holding babygirl
- someone gets sick (hurt/comfort) or baby gets sick and get literally everyone sick, rip squad
- mommy and daddy finally realize how few actual meals reader eats and institutes the sticker chart to earn stickers and eventually a super special treat
- mommy and daddy make reader get life360 or an airtag attached to her after running away so much
- 👹
i was waiting to answer this until i finished what i needed to do. but okay let me ponder all of this:
— r would get a henna with monica and be absolutely distraught when she wakes up the next morning and there’s a mini palm tree on her hip bone. it would take natasha literally holding her down on the bed to get her to see it’s literally only temporary
— never going to happen, absolutely not. if natasha has even the slightest bad feeling she’s calling wanda to come pick you up. she’s a reckless driver, but after her accident she’s reluctant to even get on the bike but she knows that you adore it so she does it for you. she’s not willing to risk your safety even if she knows that logically nothing would’ve happened had she kept you on with her
— after the first time you get high yelena offers to show you an actual good time, more so you stop associating weed to ill practically greening out lol. she makes you wait half an hour between hits, slaps your thigh when you take a hit too hard/deep. she’s a total mother hen which is funny considering she’s the most chaotic person you know. when you’re high enough, you and her try and make wandas cookie recipe bc you’re properly suffering from the munchies and guess who walks in right as you drop flour all over the floor… wanda and natasha who had been out at a business dinner that you’d willingly elected not to attend. you practically fling yourself at natasha and giggle about how wanda’s face is as red as her hair.
— she accidentally knocks a certificate off the wall when she tries to open up the window in natasha’s office. it’s only a small crack in the frame, but her mind sends her back to a place where any minor infraction was punishable. she’s an inconsolable wreck when natasha gets home but it’s reassured that it’s only a frame and it can be fixed.
— no because r would eat absolute shit and wanda doesn’t know whether to rush over and assess the damage or reprimand her for once again running next to the pool, but when he notices the blood that’s slowly tainting the pavement she’s at your side in minutes trying to calm you down
— the little bug gets a bug and she’s down bad. it’s only a day before natasha gets sick too, and wandas the last man standing. she never thought having two girlfriends would become having two whiny and clingy toddlers but alas she’s found herself in a position that’s not at all dissimilar. you’re clinging to her whenever she’s around and natasha’s whining for kisses despite turning her head away everytime wanda tries to give her one. “don’t kiss me, you’ll get sick too” and wanda just rolls her eyes because natasha’s fever is so high there’s no doubt she’ll forget by time she’s better. you and natasha get better and a week later wanda is sick… which nobody wants
— they compromise and let her have coconut shrimp and literally nothing else for dinner because apparently that’s “the only thing that i’m going to eat, my brain has been demanding it all day”
— no because i think it would come into play when natasha has to leave for another business trip! she’s suggests the life360 so you know where she is and that she’s safe if she can’t text back right away… and it does come in handy when you inevitably take off again
it is fucking brutal trying to type in the rain
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hotluncheddie · 5 months
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✨hello✨ I’m havin thoughts again and now you bear the brunt of them (I’m so sorry it’s because your writing makes me feral 😈)-
Just thinkin about how Steve would be the service top to end all service tops- like that man would be *so* invested in his partners pleasure yk, like that man gets off on getting his partner off
So enter Eddie- and maybe Eddie’s never had a relationship like this before, where they’re properly dating and all that. And then maybe for whatever reason, Eddie gains weight, gets chubby, a belly, thicker thighs n all that sexy shit,
And Steve is just like 👹🥵😍🥰😘 because now there’s more?? For him to discover??? About Eddie??? And he just gets so invested in seeing how different parts of Eddie get more sensitive, how different positions work better for them, and basically just Steve having the absolute time of his LIFE because all he wants is for Eddie to feel good and it’s like every wet dream he’s ever had:
someone allowing him in and discovering everything they like *with him* and he likes Eddie soooo much and he’s just so happy that the person who’s letting him in is Eddie!! And he gets to do this with Eddie!! And Eddie likes Steve so much too, and he just feels so comfy with Steve because Steve always makes him feel so good about himself✨
Anyways this started as something smutty and then I had to insert schmoopy ass shit into it at the very end because I’m literally incapable of having any other thoughts??? So now I’m leaving this here I’m so sorry
AAAAAAAAAAAAA  *goes outside* *rips all my clothes off* *fucking howls at the moon* 
dude!! don’t apologise!!! thank you thank you for sharing such big brain JUICY thoughts with meeeee!!!! 
i’m just obsessed with like service top steve, service mouth steve, service dom steve like feeds into his praise kink SO well. just wants eddie to feel GOOD. steve just loves hearing it and seeing it and making it happen, just makes him so HARD, fucking LEAKING over the noises and faces he gets eddie to make. 
and like i just have this image of newly chubby eddie wearing his leather jacket, maybe going to steves work to talk to him. but his new belly is peeking out the front, pushing the flaps of the jacket apart and steve just sees it and in his head he’s going crazy. because this eddie is so hot and still so confident and so happy because everything's over and he can relax and god his jeans look so good now with all the meat eddie has on his thighs and steve is just a blushy stammering mess.
like steve who’s just obsessed with being able to bury himself between eddie’s newly thick thighs, them squeezing his head and he’s just able to open his mouth and taste and feel. and maybe his hearing has gone a bit but its okay because eddie is SO loud all the time so steve can always hear what feels good. and eddie never stops taking never stops telling him how good he is, how amazing and perfect it feels. 
maybe they’ve not been dating that long and steve’s just still fixated on the fact that he fucking loves sucking dick. but maybe eddie gets kinda insecure. ‘i barely ever even to touch you stevie’ and steve goes so red because he didn’t really realise it was so noticeable but, like, he just doesn't need eddie to do anything back, because he always gets off on eddie’s moans the feeling of eddie around him and it just the perfect environment for him to rut against the mattress and finish. mind and body foggy and gooey and delicious. he’s ruined so many pyjama pants that way. 
and when he tells eddie all that, eddie just gets gooey and calls him cute and kisses him silly. but then eddie makes a point of spending some nights on just steve, making him moan, whispering the praise right in his ear so he really gets it, knows how good eddie feels with him, how much he thinks about steve when he's alone with just his hand (oh and steve would just LOVE that, getting eddie off even when they’re apart). eddie making them switch positions so eddie can see the look on steve face when he finally tips over the edge. 
or maybe eddie’s had like a little experience with a couple random guys just from like parties here and there. but it always felt like he was performing, like he had to put on a roll, like he couldn’t really enjoy himself. he always had to pay to much attention to if the other guy still liked him, was still into it. so he had fun, got off but it was never a space where he could really let go. but with steve, with steve its like his fucking soul is being bared.  
because steve is just so obsessed with eddie loosing himself and just enjoying it. like steve has to spell it out a bit but eventually eddie gets that steve gets most turned on by eddie being truly in it. just thinking and moving in whatever way feels good. and eddie leans into it. same way he leans into his weight gain. he likes how it feels, how his body has changed, likes eating and doesn’t wanna stop. and steve is SO SO into that, eddie being happy and comfortable and it’s just makes everything hotter. so eddie gets naked way more, wants to try different positions, see what feels best. finds out that he has all these new sensitive parts, all these bits that just light up where steve squeezes them with his big, massive hands. likes slipping into sub space sometimes because he just knows steve will always take care of him. it just feels good, makes them both feel so good. 
like they are the ultimate switch couple, you KNOW they’re trying out every dynamic under the sun, just for the fun of it. pushing matching kinks and playing around to find more kinks and it would just be so fun and gooey and full of love. like so many nights these set ups and bits of foreplay just turn into one sinking into the other, holding each others hands and looking into each others eyes and just making love. 
and i feel like i mention this all the time but i’m obsessed with chubby stoner eddie who just likes snacking on the couch with the tv on and steve under his arm. and i think steve would get a little hot just watching eddie be comfy and indulging and the way him getting full makes his t-shirts fit and i just know that steve would sink to his knees and suck eddie off while eddie just keeps doing what he’d doing.
full horny stoner bf meets sometimes stoned oral fixation bf who loves giving head and loves feeling a belly press against his forehead while he’s doing it. match made it fucking heaven. 
and like chubby whiny eddie who just wants to get looked after because he’s worked a letting these walls he’s built down. knows now that he has someone he can be loved by and he needs to accept it and keep it. because its special, steve is special. and steve who just so so wants to do that for him. has all this love in him that he’s never had reciprocated until now, and he just want to give and look after and be good. so when eddie is full and sleepy and squirming on the couch, just begging steve to fuck him. steve so happily obliges because when eddie wants to get fucked steve is at his fucking service. and its always so good and so hot and so full of love. 
(this was so many tangent parts aaaaa sorry!! and sorry the reply took to long i kept just getting little lines in here and there until i felt like i kinda answered it???) 
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myuminji · 4 months
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People might not know about your stuff as much with the reblog option off. That’s how works tend to spread on Tumblr. I know it’s a bit different from other platforms, but it’s different from people reposting your stuff (since it doesn’t leave a trail back to you, then). Reblogs do
That’s assuming you don’t have reblogs off for some other reason of course. Just wanted to point it out in case you’re relatively new to the platform (oldest post I found only goes back a year). I could be completely barking up the wrong tree lol. Also, love your art!! Your style’s amazing and I love seeing the Vash/Meryl content!! 💖✨
HAHAHA thank you for your concern, but turning off the reblog option is intentional, especially because I don't want my stuff to spread too far!! (I'd explained it back then, but I do get where you're coming from!)
AND HEHEHEH THANK YEWWW i really love vash/meryl saur much.. . .they're so insane. .. i think they should explode.. . ..
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blorbocedes · 9 months
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Galex without any feeling at all
"Cheers, mate. That'll be all then." George rubs his hands together emphatically, like something out of a business manual, and calls for the cheque.
What the fuck?
"You're taking this surprisingly well." Alex tries to not let the bitter acridity colour his tone, but fails. Alex has mulled over this decision for weeks, agonised over it, and quite honestly -- ignored it as long as he could, and here's George his boyf his now ex-boyfriend of 4 years ordering a Sunday croissant like it's nothing. He showed more emotion when the Queen died, and the Queen didn't fuck him Wednesdays and Fridays after dinner.
"Should I chuck a butter bun and cause a scene if that makes you feel better? I mean, I saw it coming from a mile away."
"You saw it coming from a mile away?" Alex sounds incredulous. George's stupid fucking shirt collar is popped half open, and in any other case Alex would've leaned forward to fix it. Can't do that anymore.
George shrugs. "Since dinner at Lando's. I was wondering when you'd bring it up. I've gone over every scenario, I made a list, you could even say I pre-grieved. Sorry."
Dinner at Lando's was four fucking months ago.
"We were fine at Lando's."
"You talked about moving cross country for a promotion."
"I-- what? When? That wasn't even serious."
"Sounded pretty serious."
"You're really going to --"
"Your cheque, sir." The waiter interrupts them, and Alex's head is spinning at the revelation George made a fucking list. And what, Alex has been getting a failing grade? It's so much worse because he had no indication things were bad since Lando's, didn't know George got his fucking grieving done out of the way. He slumps in his seat, George swiping his card.
"Listen, we can spin in circles all we want. It won't change anything. We didn't work out. It happens. Have a nice life, Alexander. We can email on how to divide the flat."
George puts his prick sunglasses on -- sunglasses that make him look like a prick -- and gets up. Alex registers a second too late that George had hesitated for a moment, as if to shake hands or reach out to touch him, before thinking better of it. Alex shakes his head in disbelief, so much for an amicable breakup. An email. 4 years condensed to an email, delivered in fucking corporate speak.
What he doesn't know is George's eyes stinging behind the sunglasses, crescent moons in his palm where he's dug his fingernails into, trying to recite the script.
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kellyvela · 11 days
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I'm so glad there's news about The Dreadful. It's so sweet that Sophie suggested it, it shows that they are good friends. And I imagine that they talked and then Sophie tells Kit that there is such an project and Kit immediately agrees, because he has been waiting for an opportunity for a long time (as far as I remember, Kit wanted to shoot in something else with Sophie, but I don't remember when this interview took place). He sounds very exiting about this, so I hope that after his play, all issues will be resolved and filming will begin in the fall and we will be able to see it next year and let's not forget about the promos. I hope everything will work out and not be canceled. Oh, maybe Sophie will say something during Joan's promo. Good thing Kit shed some light now.
YESSSSS!!!!!!!!! Kit talking about the Jonsa Movie The Dreadful 👹 made my day ❤️
They are so sweet when they talk about each other. Here is the quote about Kit wanting to work with Sophie again:
Also this one from Sophie about both being parents now:
Thanks for your message 😊
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