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dilfl0v3rss · 10 months

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I NEED sb to write abt ony getting turned on when he sees reader fighting or pointing his gun 😭😭 so yea 😁 also loves you 💞💞

ima give y’all some tea…i be doing this shit ngl😭

also love you more booooo❤️

cw:guns

“you sure you don’t wanna get in wit me mama? could use the company” ony smirked as he watched you quickly shake your head at his question. he had just got done beating your shit down and you already knew what he was going to do if you got in that shower with him. “nope. i love being able to walk” you smiled as he sighed deeply as if your rejection wounded him. “aight then. if you don’t love me just say that” he mumbled before grabbing his towel and going in the bathroom.

rolling your eyes, you turned over, scrolling on your phone as you laid comfortably in bed. it had only been five minutes before ony called for you in the shower. “mama! baby get my slides. they next to the bed!” he yelled. you sighed as you crawled over to his side of the bed for his slides. “of course one of you hoes is missing” you mumbled before dipping your hand under the bed to search for it. you were searching for a couple seconds when you felt something cold and hard meet your fingertips. “the fuck?” you mumbled as you gripped around the object. as you brought it up to your face, a wide smirk began to appear as you realized what it was. one of your man’s many guns.

ony never wanted you touching his guns, always saying there was no need for a pretty girl like you to be outside with a dangerous weapon while he’s there. but you just couldn’t resist picking it up and pointing it at the mirror. you snapped a couple pictures, posing cutely as you sat on your knees in the bed. “run your pockets nigga” you mumbled as you acted like you were sticking someone up. you were having too much fun. you got so into your little role play that you didn’t even notice the shower water stopping, and the sound of ony mumbling to himself about how you never brought him his slides.

“pew pew pew…..freeze bitch!” the sound of your pretty voice attracted ony’s attention. his towel wrapped nicely around his waist as he exited the bathroom quietly. the sight of you holding his gun brought a mix of emotions in his heart. he thought he been made it clear he didn’t want you touching his guns, but he took the clip out and you looked kinda cute acting “hard”. your thick brown thighs open as you sat on your legs, nipples poking through his t shirt as you wiggled around with the gun. “you wanna die nigga? stop bothering my girl!” a smirk crept on ony’s face as he watched quote him.

“what i say bout touching my shit ma?” ony mumbled as he watched you stop dead in your tracks. you didn’t even try to hide the gun because it was clear as day that he saw you already. “i was looking for your slide under the bed and i found this, but i didn’t shoot anything i swear i just kept my fingers on the side and not on the tigger i know m’not posed to be playin with it but i was being safe baby i swear-” your words were cut off by the sound of ony’s laughter as he began to walk towards you. he placed his hand under your chin, lightly squeezing your cheeks together as he looked down at you. “s’okay ma” he mumbled as he slowly took the gun from you. he turned it sideways to show you the bottom. it was empty. “ion leave loaded guns around my girl unless it’s on my hip”

as ony spoke, giving you the gun back before you noticed the prominent bulge he had under his towel. a smirk slid to your features as you reconnected your eyes with his. “what’s this?” you say, running the gun down his wet abs while rubbing your hand on his print. your boyfriend smiled, leaning down towards your face to the point where you were centimeters away from locking lips.

“sum you gon get if you keep pointing that gun at me like that”

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sweet-honey-tears · 11 months

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🐾The Boys with Cats

Kirishima, Bakugou, Shouji, Tokoyami, Izuku x GN! Reader

Don’t ask me why or where this came from- actually I do, I read this post and I couldn’t stop myself from writing this crack post. Idk where these ideas came from- some of it was me just needing something nice to think about in that moment. Request are open as always. And I barely checked over my spelling.

ALSO the reader refers to the boys as Daddy or Pappa- this is in reference to the cat being like their child…. Don’t at me.

🪨 Kirishima 🪨

Kirishima is a big guy little cat. He got the cat from Denki, who got that cat from Shinso after his cat had kittens. You got lost trying to follow that story.

Your cat is orange, a light orange color with dark splotches of brown in the form of strips. And he follows the idea of every orange cat on the internet. Your sweet baby runs into doors, falls off the counter, and got his head stuck in a cup.

Kirishima, to your surprise, names the crazy Cheeto of a fluff ball “Tigger”.

Tigger is no fighter, he’s chased a mouse out of the house before. But on the subject of actually killing it- Tigger has no clue what to do. You’ve seen him pick a mouse up and just carry it outside. He’s groomed a FRICKEN MOUSE BEFORE.

Tigger also flips over at the slightest bit of possible attention.

💥Bakugou💥

You got the cat, Bakugou hated the idea. But guess who’s that cat dad of the damn year? THAT MAN IS.

You name her Nougat.

The sweet fluffy tabby loves Bakugou. She flops down on him and climbs the man-like a tree- to get onto his shoulders.

You have on video Kirishima and Bakugou talking, your baby on his shoulder. Bakugou, while talking, fake shouts his famous line. And your daddy’s girl cat then lets out a loud meow to copy him.

He screams, she's screaming.

💪 Shouji 💪

You and Shouji have a munchkin cat. Her little legs go a mile a minute the second he comes home. Doing a little dance around his feet till she picked up. And then will angry paw at his mask till she can see his face.

At night. She’ll either sleep in his arms or no joke, across his mouth and noise. Why? You both have no clue.

Shouji has a custom-made sweetshirt (there are no sleeves thou) cat carrier. Your little hotdog of a cat lays happily in the pocket, poking her head out whenever she smells something of interest.

🪶 Tokoyami 🪶

You and Tokoyami cat are named Hedone, which means pleasure in Greek. It means a connection between body and soul….Zoo reading into it.

Black Shadow fucking loves her. She makes Hedone do little cat dances, holding her paws and moving them up and done. And to both your surprises, Hedone doesn’t mind the randomly appearing shadow.

🪴 Izuku 🪴

Izuku gets you a cat- it’s a surprise gift for you. Something to keep you company when he has to leave for a lotime.

You, to his utter delight, name the calico kitten ‘Might Might’. The cat is as active as your husband. The minute Izuku walks through the door, Might Might is screaming at the top of his lungs. Alerting the WHOLE house that Daddy is home. And will only stop his meow-like screeching when Izuku picks him up. Or allow the sharp-clawed spitfire to climb onto his shoulder. Ouch.

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oneforthemunny · 7 months

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girl i missed you!!!!🥺🥺🥺 so happy your back! i was thinking for your spooky stories, can you do older! eddie x reader take lilah trick or treating. thank you ❤️

a roo and a boo |older!dilf!eddie munson x reader|

prompt: delilah's first halloween (not exactly the trick-or-treat sorry. i started it and ended here with this but still fluffy and sweet and cute!!).

part of my munny's spooky stories series!

contains: literal fluff and cuteness. dad!eddie, mom!reader, age gap relationship. you can read the full older!eddie works here for all the lore and such :)

“Look at her.” You coo, peering over the padded changing table, wrangling Delilah’s tiny arms and long limbs gently into the costume. A random find you had shipped last minute, random and adorable and everything you’d ever wanted for your babies first Halloween.

“She’s so fuckin’ cute.” Eddie grinned, dimples creasing in the scruff of his beard, at its beginning stages of salt and peppering like the curls that framed his hairline. “How did you find one this small?”

“I got it off Etsy, so I could put the size in. Pretty handy because everything was too small for her.” You hum, shushing the small whimper that tore from Lilah’s chest.

Only three months old, still tiny and fresh and new, but bigger than before. Bigger than when you first brought her home, scared out of your own mind that you’d drop her, break her, hurt her. Eddie was always so calm, so good about your fears and helping you- he’d done this before. He knew what it was like to be scared shitless with a baby.

“How’d you come up with this?” Eddie’s eyes sparkled when they met yours. “Thought you were doing the bat and I was gonna be Ozzy?”

“She��s too little for the bat costume. The biggest they made wouldn’t fit her, so I figured next year.” You shrugged. “I thought this was cuter.”

“A kangaroo, hm?” Eddie’s finger brushed over Lilah’s cheek, grinning at the way she turned into his touch.

“She’s Roo, Eddie, from Winnie the Pooh.” You glare at him playfully, grabbing the blue sweater next to you with the cross stitched letters ‘ROO’ on the front. “And I have some ears and a brown sweater and I’m Kanga. Get it? Because I’m her Mama.” You babble down at the baby, voice lifting in that airy coo of a tone that had Lilah’s lips curling in a gummy smile.

“Oh,” Eddie nods, helping you maneuver Lilah’s balled fist through the sweater. “Just a you and Lilah costume?”

“You get to be Ozzy and a bat next year.” You countered lightly, though your stomach flipped in fear. Fuck, maybe the suprise thing was stupid. Maybe you should have included him. “I mean, I can run to Target and try to find a shirt with Winnie on it or-”

“-I’m just kidding.” Eddie shook his head, a gentle, calming hand rubbing down your spine. “I think it’s adorable. Both of you.” You beam, looking down at your little Roo, the hoodie with tiny ears that poked up. “Besides, I’m more of a Tigger man myself.”

You snort lightly, rolling your eyes. “You? Thought you’d be more like Rabbit.”

“Rabbit? No, that’s you, bunny, c’mon.” Eddie grinned, pinching your thigh playfully so you squealed.

“You better watch it, Munson.” You pointed at him, fixing Lilah’s little sweater in place. “We have to be at my parent’s house in, like, thirty minutes. And they’ll actually care if we’re late now.”

“Yeah?” Eddie hummed, lifting Lilah carefully into his arms. Her brown eyes blinking back at him, the small furrow of her brows from being disturbed- she looked like Wayne.

“Yeah.” You nodded, swiping a stack of diapers from under the changing table. “My mom’s already losing it because she can’t wait to see Lilah’s costume. I’m never doing this surprise shit again.”

“It’s their first grandkid, baby. What did you expect?” Eddie followed you down the hallway towards your shared bedroom. “They’re excited. Brie and Madeline too. It’s her first Halloween.”

“What time is Brie getting here?” You pulled the brown sweater over your head, folding the slouchy neckline into place.

“She’s here, I think.” Eddie muttered, eyes squinting, scanning the room undoubtedly for his phone. You bit back a smile. “I told her just to go over to Madeline’s. She’s staying at her apartment anyway tonight since she’s going to Gina’s tomorrow.”

“Oh?” You quip, brows raised in surprise. “They’re talking again?”

“Yeah,” The sigh Eddie let out was soft, but heavy enough you knew he was… bothered, to say the least.

Brielle’s silence towards Gina came after her mother’s nasty, cruel words about your pregnancy months ago. Eddie always felt guilty that Brielle was in the middle of the mess that was his relationship with his ex, even if she was the one dragging Brielle into it, weaponizing her even now against Eddie so he’d feel insecure.

“I don’t… I don’t want to think about that tonight.” Eddie admitted, a soft tone that sounded defeated, hurt, really.

You nodded, looking at him through the mirror, slipping on your own DIY made Kanga ears on a velvet headband. “I’ll text my mom. Let her know we’re on our way before she shows up and breaks down our door.” You laugh lightly, hand petting over Lilah’s soft cheek, your own lips brushing over Eddie’s for a sweet kiss.

The drive to your parent’s house was brief, it took longer for you to load up the car. Carriers, diaper bags, extra clothes, strapping in the car seat, everything- it was a chore to pack up a baby to bring, but it was worth it. The look on your mom’s face when you pulled Lilah out of the car, her coos and squeals of excitement.

“She is adorable. Just precious, oh!” Your mom gushed, ushering her grandchild through the doors, leaving you and Eddie for the rest of the things. “Honey! Look, look at Lilah!” You heard her call, scampering into the house.

“I think she’s excited.” You roll your eyes playfully, slinging the diaper bag over your shoulder.

“Yeah,” Eddie smirked. “Can you blame her? She is pretty cute.”

“She is.” You nod, head leaning against his shoulder while you walked towards the house. Your felt ears hit his chin, tickling the skin there, but he didn’t move. “Is Wayne still coming?”

“When he gets off.” Eddie nodded, his hand squeezing your waist softly. “He had to work. Likes to work at the plant on Halloween. They always bring the kids to trick-or-treat.”

“Really? We should bring Lilah next year.” You look up at him.

“Yeah, he’d love that. Hope he retires this year though.” Eddie rolled his eyes. He’d been trying to convince Wayne he needed to retire for years, but the older man was stubborn. “I used to take Brielle there every year, and she loved it. He did too. He would always save her the best pieces of candy.”

The warmth in your chest spread to your cheeks, tugging at your lips, curling into a smile. You liked hearing memories like this with Eddie, not ones tainted with Gina’s venomous actions and words. Your fist balled at the thought- no, you wouldn’t say anything. Not when Brielle drove all the way from Indianapolis to be here. Not when everyone was happy.

The cackle of the girl in question floated through your ears as the two of you climbed the pumpkin lined steps. Your parents and Madeline had insisted on carving them with Lilah, for her first Halloween, they’d said. She hadn’t done much besides being passed from person to person in her little pumpkin onesie while they carved them, but it made your family happy- it made you happy.

“... This is so cute! Ugh, Maddy, we definitely still had our costumes from junior year. I know mine’s in my closet at my mom’s. We could have been Piglet and Winnie with her.” Brielle nodded, cradling her tiny, baby sister in her arms.

“Yeah,” Madeline looked at you, brows furrowed in annoyance. “Why didn’t you tell us? We would have matched.”

“I didn’t know.” You huffed, rolling your eyes at your little sister, Eddie shutting the door behind you. “I wanted it to be a surprise.”

“Well, we could have matched.” Madeline’s lips pursed, only for a moment before she was back to Delilah, cooing at her. “Hold on, Brie, let me get a picture. No, let’s go out by the pumpkins, it'll be so cute!”

“Hi, Dad.” Brielle muttered, leaning into his hug, still cradling Lilah.

“Oh! Take my camera, Madeline!” Your mom called frantically, spinning in a half circle looking for her camera.

“Hey, sweetheart. Your drive ok?” Eddie pressed a kiss to her head, finger tickling down Lilah’s little cheek.

“Yeah, it was good.” Brielle hummed, following Madeline out the front door.

“Hi, Mom.” You said, stepping towards her.

“Hi- oh! That’s so precious, you two match! Where did you find this, honey? It is so cute! It is- hi, Eddie, how are you?- It reminds me of when you dressed up as Tigger one year. Your Dad is looking for the photo album right now, so I can do a side by side.” Your mom rambled, jittery with the excitement of Delilah, the holiday, the side by side post she was already plotting to post on Facebook so all her friends would go ballistic.

“I gotta see that.” Eddie grinned, hand wrapping around your waist sweetly.

“Dad is looking through it now- it’s in the second one!” Your mom yelled into the living room, over the re-run of Hocus Pocus playing for the millionth time. “I’m going to go take some pictures with the girls, but there’s chili and hotdogs in the kitchen and- oh, Eddie, I got you Fritos for yours.”

Eddie blushed, cheeks tingling pink in the warmth of your home. Your mom had remembered from last Halloween, remembered something about him and gotten it for him. It was small, he knew it was, but it made him feel… content? Made him feel like a part of the family.

Your mom didn’t hear his response, scurrying out to the front porch with her phone to take her own photos. Your eye roll made Eddie grin, pulling you into his side, pressing a kiss against your hairline where your velvet headband met your hair.

“She’s insane.” You muttered.

“She’s excited.” Eddie hummed, rubbing a hand down your hip soothingly.

“She’s lost her mind.” You scoff. “I don’t think she even cares about me anymore. She’s just, like, give me my baby.”

“Hey, it could be worse. Could want nothing to do with her.” Eddie sighed. He didn’t finish the sentence, didn’t tell you that Gina’s parents had been that way.

Your heart ached for him, leaning into his chest. “I think they’re going to be busy for a while.” You tilted your head up to look at him. “You hungry?”

“Starving.” Eddie grinned. “Especially for your Mom’s chili. I’ve been thinking about this all week.”

“God, don’t tell her that.” You snort, arms still around his torso when you walked into the kitchen. “Her head will explode. She’s already got an ego because she’s a Grammy.”

“Think you’ve got one too,” Eddie teased, eyes twinkling in the yellow light of the kitchen. You frowned, his hand rubbing over the ears of your headband. “You and Lilah in your matching outfits. ‘S cute.” He beamed, love struck and gooey, the way he would schmooze over you years before.

You fought back the blush on your cheeks, lips twisting to hide your smile. “Yours is gonna be huge next year, Ozzy.”

“It’s already huge, sweetheart. You know that.” Eddie purred playfully, squeezing the fat of your ass to make you jump and squeal, eyes cutting around to make sure none of your family was around. “I think it’s cute. Surprised she didn’t steal you for photos.”

“Don’t give her any ideas.” You huff, pulling a bowl out of the cabinet. “How much do you want?” You ask, reaching for the ladle.

Eddie shook his head, batting his hands away. “I got it. Got yours too, go sit down.” He nodded towards the table.

You hesitated, Eddie’s hip bumping yours to move out of the way. “I want mine on-”

“-chili on the hotdog, cheese on top, and no mustard.” Eddie hummed, spreading the bun to put the chili on. His eyes flicked to yours, smug smile on his face. “Right?”

You nodded, sinking into the chair by the kitchen table, where you always sat growing up. Eddie smirked. “Told you, I got it. I got you tonight, alright? Take it easy. You don’t have to be Mama Be- Kangaroo tonight.”

Your eyes roll, huffing lightly when you settle into your seat. Eddie maneuvered the two plates and a bowl with far better ease than you expected. It was nice, sitting in your childhood home with your husband, with your family.

Your mom came bustling in with the photo of you in hand, a tiny toddler in an old school Tigger costume, face painted to match. Your dad holding Lilah in his recliner, feeding her the bottle you packed, content watching whatever sports he’d managed to flip on before your mom would make him change it back to Halloween movies. Wayne came by after his shift, a handful of candy for Brielle and Madeline, giving them a wink and a, “Told you I’d save you the good stuff. Always save you the good stuff.”

Eddie beamed, watching it all from his own corner of the kitchen. Your mom and Wayne looking over photo albums, Brielle and Madeline giggling in the corner like they used to when they were younger- when the two of you had just met. You flitting between all of them, content and relaxed, Lilah in your arms.

Eddie knew that Lilah would be loved. That she’d grow up in a better house than he had, that even Brielle had. In the type of family home he’d always dreamed of having, and now he had it, with you- because of you.

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delulu-hours · 8 months

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Together {1}

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Latina!reader

Summary: You had a big surprise for him. So when you and Derek go and visit his mother for her birthday, you figured it would be the best way to tell them. To tell his family; however, things don't go as planned when Derek gets arrested. Memories flood the both of you as you figured out how to fight this nightmare together.

Tigger warning: mention of sexual assault and abuse.

A/n: This little series is going to be a tear jerker. It takes place in season 2 when Derek is forced to speak about the past he kept a secret. I hope you guys enjoy this! Much love

{2}

You snuggled into Derek's side. You both had arrived at his mom's a day earlier than planned and now are sitting on the couch. His arm wrapped around your shoulder as you had your legs tangled with his. Derek had put on an old rerun movie; your hands moved up his shirt. He flinched at your touch and pulled your hands away. "Your hands are cold, beautiful." He brought them up to his lips and kissed them.

"It is December y estamos en (and we are) Chicago." You moved closer, trying to take in more of his warmth. "Plus, amor, (love) you're my personal heater." He chuckled as he pulled a blanket over the both of you. Your hands found themselves around him again as he rubbed your arm. You let out a content sigh as you kissed his neck softly before returning to the movie. He said nothing else as he shifted a bit on the couch. Your attention stayed on the screen longer before a yawn left your lips.

"Sleepy?" He asked softly as he squeezed your arm.

"A little." He took his feet off the coffee table and grabbed the control as he turned the television off. He held his hand out for you, and you took it as he pulled you up. He guided you to his old room and closed the door behind him.

"Go ahead, get comfortable." He pulled out your suitcase with your clothes and placed it on the bed. You watched as he opened it and handed you your pajamas, which entailed one of his old shirts he didn't wear anymore and some shorts. You took them and changed into them. You could feel his eyes on you as you slipped your bra off before you tugged the oversized shirt on. You shook the pants off, and he walked over to you, hands on your waist as he kissed your lips. You didn't hesitate to kiss him back as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You gently bit his lower lip and pulled at it. He groaned as he gripped your hips tightly, pushing himself to you until you felt the wall behind you. You could feel him grow hard as you scraped your nails against the back of his head, slowly trailing them down his neck. You moved to kiss his jaw as he pulled up and cupped the back of your thighs. You pulled back a bit as you felt him roll his hips into you, a moan leaving your lips.

"Derek," You tried to stop him as he focused on your neck. His teeth lightly scraped against your pulse as he kissed you. You squeezed his shoulders when he found your sweet spot and sucked on it. "Derek," You called his name again; it sounded like you moaned out his name instead. You felt him hum against your neck, but he didn't seem to stop. "We can't do this." He pulled back. His beautiful brown eyes filled with lust as he scanned your face. "Not at your momma's house, amor (love)." You bit your lip as you needed more. You wanted more but knew that you wouldn't be able to face his mom the next day if you guys continued this.

"I knew we should have stayed at a hotel." He groaned as you lightly shifted against him, and his forehead dropped on my shoulder. You had to bit back a small laugh, understanding his frustration. He kissed your shoulder softly as he allowed your feet to touch the ground again. You rubbed his back when he didn't pull back, knowing he was trying to calm himself.

"I'm sorry, cariño. (dear)" He pulled back but still held you close to him as he gave you a playful glare.

"I'm gonna go take a cold shower." He kissed you quickly and squeezed your waist before walking to the bathroom. When the door closed behind him, you sighed and rested your head on the wall. You closed your eyes before pushing yourself off the way. You moved to the bed and crawled on it as you pulled the ultrasound. The first ultrasound you had gotten two weeks ago when you began to notice that you had gone three months without your period. At first, you didn't think much of it as there were times when you wouldn't have a period for a month. You had yet to tell Derek the reason, never finding the time to break it to him. You placed the photo back into your purse before lying in bed. You were going to tell him tomorrow. You figured it might be an excellent way to break the news to him by surprising him. A gift for his mom and him.

~~~~~~~~~

You woke up the following day alone in bed. The soft voices outside the room caused you to get up. You quickly grabbed some pants and a cute, navy blue turtle neck. You changed into it and tied your hair up in a ponytail. You brushed your teeth and washed your face. You were softly humming to yourself as you got ready. A soft knock on the door caused you to turn around as you noticed Derek's mom poking her head in. "Good morning." She smiled at you.

"Good morning," You smiled back at her as you dried your face. "I'm sorry I slept in."

"Nonsense. " She waved you off before opening the door fully. "Derek mentioned how you would be tired from the trip. I'm guessing you're hungry."

"Famished." You said, and on cue, your stomach growled. You flushed in embarrassment, and she chuckled.

"There breakfast." You thanked her and followed behind her as you snatched a hoodie that you had packed. You threw it on, still feeling slightly cold as the smell of food invaded your senses. You took in the pancakes and eggs on a plate. "I believe Derek left you some bacon, though I wouldn't be surprised if that boy finished it." You let out an amused snort as you sat down.

"Where's Derek?" You asked as you looked around. It was too quiet in her house.

"He left with Desiree," She handed you a cup of coffee. "Said he didn't want to wake you. Such a sweet and thoughtful boy when it comes to you." She gave you a sweet smile, and you couldn't help but admire it as it reminded you so much of Derek. He was like his momma in many ways, and you felt the butterflies in your belly at the thought of how he would be around this baby. You placed a hand on your stomach at the thought.

"He is my prince charming, and I'm lucky to have him." You smiled at her. "I don't know what I did to deserve him."

"Oh, sweetheart," She places a hand on your shoulder. "He is the one lucky to have you in his life. I see how you care for him and I can't express how thankful I am knowing he is being taken care of. Especially when he is so far from us."

~~~~~~~~~

You watched as they happily ate the cake and chatted. Derek glanced over at you, placing a hand on your thigh. You looked at him, and his eyes scanned your face, the smile never leaving his lips. "You alright, Angel?" His voice was soft as he pressed a kiss on your cheek.

"I'm good." You answered him honestly as you placed your hand over his. You smiled up at him, the nerves eating you as the card sat beside his mother's gifts. "I promise." He hummed, almost not believing you, but he wouldn't push it.

"Alright, love birds." His sister Desiree teased. "Let's open the gifts." You took your card before they could grab it.

"Mine last." You held it to your chest. "I want to save the best one for last." Derek laughed at your challenge, and his sisters gasped.

"Oh, it's on." Sarah narrowed her eyes a bit with a smile on her lips. "Momma, you gotta tell whose gift is the best." You watched as his mom shook her head as you both followed her to the living room. Derek pulled you to his lap as he sat down, and his mom took the spot next to him. His sisters stood behind the couch. You instantly relaxed when he wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder. Sarah decided to go first with her gift as she handed the nicely wrapped present.

We watched as she opened it and gasped before pulling out the necklace. It was a beautiful, simple design. "It is gorgeous." Sarah sat on the back of the couch, kissing her mom on her head. Next went Desiree.

"Momma, I just know you're gonna love my gift." She gushed as she gave us all a look. I had to bit back a laugh as Derek shook his head. Fran opened her gift, and it was a wooden decoration. On it was engraved their names along with a quote. Once you heard a lot be used within themselves.

"It's perfect." Fran ran her fingers against the words and smiled up at Desiree. Desiree gave us a victorious smile, and you rolled my eyes at her.

"Alright, my gift." Derek let go of me as he reached for the box beside me. "Here ya go, momma." You watched as Derek handed her the gift, and she took it. She shook the box in her hands, earning laughter from all of us. The twinkle in her eyes as she pulled the wrapping away and opened it. She took out the content in the box and flashed Derek a confused smile.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Here." Derek chuckled and took the small remote out of her hand. "It's a remote start, mom." He pointed at the yellow button on the top of it. "You hit that button right there, and it starts your car from inside the house." You watched as she listened to him carefully, taking in the information he told her.

"Why would I do that?" Her question was cute, as we chuckled.

"It saves you the hassle of getting into a cold car now." You spoke up.

"Really?" She gasped, happy about it.

"That's right, so now you'll get into a nice, warm car." He handed her the remote.

"I would like one for Christmas," Sarah said as she took the box from her mom. She tried because Fran didn't want to let go of it. Sarah raised an eyebrow at her mom before her mom had let go of it.

"Not for that bucket you drive," Derek responded, and we all laughed. Sarah pushed her brother's shoulder, and he chuckled at her. "Get up out of here." He teased as he reached for his drink. You watched as the two girls began to clean the mess, leaving just Derek, his mom, and yourself. "

"We miss you around here, baby." His mom reached for his hand and rubbed it before she placed a kiss on the back of it. "You as well, Y/n." You smiled at her, pleased that his family loved you. Derek mumbled a soft I know. "Your sisters wish you were around more."

"The unit I work for is only out in Virginia." He told her gently. "Besides, I wouldn't have met this beautiful goddess if I hadn't gone down there." A loving kiss was placed on your cheek. You let out a small laugh through your nose as you moved and sat on the open spot between them. You lean back, leaning into his chest.

"She's the one thing I'm so glad happened to you." You flushed at the praise. The slight blush painted your cheeks as you rubbed the back of your neck. "You're careful, right?" She asked softly, and you knew she worried for him. "I lost your father; I can't lose you." Her voice broke, and you almost stood up to give them some space if it wasn't for the arm that moved around your torso. Derek knew you wanted to give them space, but having you here was the support he needed.

"You won't." He reassured her as she nodded her head.

"Good, 'cause you both owe me some grandbabies." Derek let out a playful groan as he hid his face in your neck. You giggled as she gave you a serious look before a smile broke across her lips. Knocking on the door pulled Derek away from you.

"Save by the bell." He gave you a quick kiss on your lips before going to the door.

"I guess my gift is next." You told her as you handed her the card. She smiled and took it but glanced at the man behind you who opened the door. You glanced over your shoulders when you heard him mumbling under his breath. He opened the door, and the look on his face changed. The smile vanished as you pushed yourself off the couch and took in the officers. The uneasiness settled in you as you reached out and touched Derek's arm.

"Gordinksi?" Derek had told you about his rough relationship with the police officer Gordinski when he was younger.

"You armed?" The younger bald man asked. His hand rested on his gun at his hip.

"Excuse me?" Derek looked confused as you glanced up at him.

"Are you wearing a gun?" The older man asked with an attitude. You couldn't help but frown as your hand moved down Derek's arm and into his hand. He wasted no time holding your hand and pulled you behind him as he felt the hostility.

"No, not right now." He slightly shook his head.

"Then turn around." You heard metal clashing a bit and knew the cuffs were behind pulled out. Derek scoffed as he looked at the bold man.

"This is some kind of sick joke, right?" He didn't move an inch.

"Don't make use get physical. It'll only make it worse for your family." You shook your head.

"Why are you doing this?" You moved from behind Derek and felt the eyes shift on you. "He hasn't done anything." Gordinski looked back at Derek before moving his gaze to you.

"He's under arrest."

"No," You moved in front of Derek, and he gently tried to pull you back. He didn't want things to get messy. "You can't arrest him without a probable cause."

"We do." Gordinski didn't even bat an eye as you glared at him. You weren't moving until something was said. Until they gave you the probable cause.

"Okay," Derek said softly. "Y/n, it'll be okay." He squeezed your hand, willing for you to look at him. When you didn't, he turned you around so you would look at him. "It's okay. I'll be fine." He reassured you.

"Derek, esto no es justo. (this isn't fair)" You felt the tears prick your eyes. He had done nothing wrong, and they treated him like a criminal.

"I know," He kissed your forehead. You moved to hug him tightly, scared and angry.

"I'm going to get you out of there." You whispered into his chest. "I ain't going to leave you alone on this. We'll figure it out together." He placed another kiss on your forehead before pulling out away from him. Giving you a slight nod, he allowed them to arrest him. The tears burned your eyes as you watched them take him away. His sister rushed to your side, and his mom rubbed your back as the door closed.

And then it hit you like a semi.

It all came crashing on you, and you dashed towards the bathroom, wasting no time lifting the seat as the bile started to climb your throat. His mom called out for you, worried as everything left your system. You were throwing up everything you ate until nothing else came. His mom held your hair and rubbed your back as Sarah rushed to get water. Desiree gave you some reassuring words as she took your hand. Once you threw up everything, you sighed and stood up straight. They looked concerned as they waited for you to say something. Your lower lip quivered, and then the words tumbled out. "I'm pregnant." Just like that, you took in their reaction. It wasn't how this was supposed to go, but this night hadn't ended like you thought. " I need my phone." You didn't let them say anything as you ran your fingers through your hair. You walked past them and looked for your phone. It lay on the table, and you quickly grabbed it. Going through the contacts, you stopped at the name and dialed it. You bit at your nail as it rang. After the fourth ring, you heard the voice you needed.

"Hotch."

"Hotch, it's Derek." You fought the sob that trembled on your lips. You couldn't break now. You had to be strong.

For Derek.

#derek morgan x reader #derek morgan imagine #derek morgan #criminal minds derek morgan #criminal minds derek #derek #morgan #criminal minds morgan #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine

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aggressivenesswhilecrying · 6 months

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Sugar threads

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With mumbo being far too tall, and far too skinny for any human, almost all of his clothes have to be hand made, with lots of love and care, to fit him. And who better then the local tailor, of which he is dating, who has quite a lot of love to spare for the redstoner?

No Tigger warnings!!

Not proof read or edited!!

(This is for an event by the name of @redscapeweek!! Day 4. Tailor/sharing clothes/vintage!!)

Mumbo had requested something he had never yet asked for. A dress. Now, scar is over the moon!! Thoughts fill his mind at every corner, ideas, designs, fabrics, all the sorts. Accessories and more.

The tall man himself had requested a blazer like top, and a skirt that went down just a little bit past his knees. And scar had fallen in love with the idea in seconds. A loud clicking sound leaving him in excitement, quickly rolling off to grab his sketchbook and look at fabric, mumbo following with a huff of noise.

"I- I wasn't even done talking!!" He laughed out, shaking his head as he bent down to fit through the doorway. Light streaming in through large windows overgrown with all sort of forestry. Rolls of fabric covering walls with a large simple desk in the middle. Sewing equipment thoroughly covering the desk. A large sewing machine on the left side.

"Well I gotta be ready!! Mister mumbo, inspiration hit, and I can only help but follow its lead!!" He laughs lightly as he comes to a stop at his table, reaching for his notebook, he practically throws it open, jotting down the small amout of notes he already has. Clicking his tounge as he turns the page.

Mumbo leans slightly over his shoulder, fiddling with his hands as scar starts with a sketch.

"do you want it flowy or skin tight..?" He trails off a little, looking up at mumbo with eyes that seem to hold every possibility, every thought, everything. The way the brown eyes stay wide and scar grin at mumbo, has mumbos knees weak, and his heart soar.

"I uh. The, the top I would like skin tight? The blazer? But, the actual dress part I uh, flowy? If that makes sense?" He asks with a bit of hesitance, an awkward smile on his own face.

Scar laughing softly as he jots it down. Adding to the sketch with a grin. "Well of course it is mumbo jumbo!! Why wouldn't it be?" He teases lightly, his eyes staring at the tall man's stature from the corner of his eyes. Said man almost folding more in on himself like he was punished.

"Well, it's, it's it like, we'll, complicated?" He chuckles, leaning down quite a good bit, practically on his knees to drape himself over the back of the wheelchair, and onto scar. Scar letting out a huff of a laugh at this.

"Complicated, won't stop me, remember that suit covered in fake flowers? That was far more complicated then this." He snorts. The sketch, and imagine of the dress blossoming under scars fingers.

With mumbos impossible hight, thin body, and sensory issues, almost everything has to be hand made for him to wear. Abd everything matters, down to the tag, the stitching, and the fabric.

It has to be made with love.

Lucky for mumbo

Scar has a lot of love for the man, that he can pour into each outfit.

Moments past, and before either of them have the chance to notice, the sketch is down and scar is rolling off to the fabrics. Stopping at the blacks.

"Do you want to pick one that feels nice for the outside?" Scar asks with a chuckle as mumbo walks up, feeling along each fabric with care. Knowing that not only is the fabric expensive, but it must also feel safe. He stops at an almost silky one. Thick with a smooth feel to it. Plain black with lines on it, it a barely noticeable darker black.

"I think this one will be nice..?" Without missing a beat, scar rolls over, looking at the number of the roll and writing it on his wrist.

It's easy to do the same with the rest. Selections of a red dress, following the silky feel. And a soft and warm white for the inside.

They realize it's easy to follow old habits, of mumbo spinning in circles as scar measures him. Scar kissing small areas he can reach, just to fluster mumbo, no matter how often he does it, the pale man still goes bright red, words getting caught in his throat. Mumbo and scar humming along to the same music. Scar joking the mumbo gets the boyfriend privilege of free clothes, Mumbo huffing out laughs in exchange as he makes a silly joke of how it's surprising that scar isn't trying to milk him out of every last Dimond, scar will comment how he'll milk him for something else with far too much confidence, ans then they'll develop into fits of giggles when scar realizes the implications of what he just said, with red faces. Mumbo sitting with scar and idling around the room on the days scar works on it.

They never really change these days. They don't think they need to.

#aggressivewrites #fanfic #fanfiction #mumbo jumbo #goodtimeswithscar #redscape #redscapeweek #last life #will be posted after the 18th onto ao3 #mcyt event

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obsessivevoidkitten · 18 days

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These are all the things I want to grow and have the seeds for this year, though some things are missing from this list. I still need more soil, most of the produce goes to the senior center so if anyone wants to throw me 3 dollars for a bag of dirt it goes to a good cause, I also save seeds and distribute them to neighbors and some of the people at the senior center. This blog is my only income source as I am an unpaid live-in aide for an elderly woman. No pressure though. Also if anyone just wants to put gardening discussions in my inbox I am totally up for that!

Supernova sunchokes

Red pontiac potatoes, kennebec potatoes, lehigh potatoes, purple viking potatoes, red norland potatoes, also sweet potatoes

Brown sugar tomatoes, amish paste tomatoes, orange hat tomatoes, yellow stuffer tomatoes, yellow pear tomatoes, bosque blue bumblebee tomatoes, bonny best tomatoes, orange icicle tomatoes, sart roloise tomatoes, sweetheart cherry tomatoes, honeycomb tomatoes, barry's crazy cherry tomatoes, kentucky beefsteak tomatoes, and of course PRAIRIE FIRE TOMATOES

Corbaci peppers, ajvarski peppers, sugar rush peach peppers, albino bullnose peppers, binquinho peppers, lemon spice jalapeno peppers

Armenian yard long cucumbers, sumter cucumbers, bushcrop cucumbers, spacemaster 80 cucumbers, green apple cucumbers, lemon cucumbers, dragon's egg cucumbers, poona kheera cucumbers, pick a bushel cucumbers

Rosita eggplants, listda de gandia eggplants, shikou eggplants, casper eggplants

White soul alpine strawberries, seascape strawberries

Strawberry spinach, malabar spinach, thousand head kale, scarlet kale, blooming kale, orach, slobolt lettuce, merlot lettuce, bronze lettuce, buttercrunch lettuce, bibb lettuce, aqua large leaf watercress, swiss chard five color silverbeet

Moonshine sweet corn, glass gem corn, fiesta corn, Incredible R/M sweet corn

Great northern beans, dwarf taylor horticulture beans, jade II beans

Red burgundy okra, jing orange okra

Autumn buckskin pumpkins, long island cheese pumpkins, flat white boer pumpkins, seminole pumpkins, rouge vif d' etampes pumpkins

Gumball mix radishes, china rose radishes, de 18 jours radishes, golden helios radishes, purple plum radishes, diana hybrid radishes, pink dawn radishes

Chocolate cherry sunflowers, autumn beauty sunflowers, evening sunflowers, russian mammoth sunflowers, florenza sunflowers, lemon queen sunflowers

Peach melba nasturtiums, whirlybird nasturtiums, orchid flame nasturtiums, tip top alaska salmon nasturtiums, tip top rose nasturtiums

Gill's golden pippin squash, honeynut squash, candy roaster squash, delicata squash, early prolific straightneck squash

Jolly jester marigolds, mexican mint marigolds, safari scarlet marigolds, orange flame marigolds, colossus bicolor red gold marigolds

Purple coneflowers, black eyed susans, moss roses, coleus pinto mix

Double tall mix strawflowers, copper red strawflowers, king size orange strawflowers

Pampas plume celosias, eternity mix celosias

Desert king watermelons, lemon drop watermelons, royal golden watermelons, tigger melons, kajari melons, golden crispy melons, golden jenny melons

Purple dragon carrots, melbec carrots, uzbek gold carrots, koral carrots

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