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I remember really liking "Don't be scared", I hope you can post it again somehow!

Hi there love! 💜

It took me so much time to write it the first time but it was one of my favorite. It's not the exact same as the first one but I tried my best

(Also, I hope it's this fanfic because I'm not sure 'don't be scared' was this one ahhahah)

Anyways, Enjoy <3

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Warnings : cries, employers bully little!reader, little reader pee on herself, angry daddies, scared reader

Pairing : Mafia!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : You go to work with your daddies but things don't go well.

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A hand is wondering around your back while another one is running on your arm. You open an eye and see your Papa looking down at you smiling "Hi there, sweetness" he says "Are you ready to get up ?"

You groan and hide your face in your pillow "too eawly" you mumble and your Daddy chuckles "It's earliy, yes, but we have a big day already planned. We can't be late" he says and you peer up at him "What plan ?"

He looks up at his husband with a grin. You always ask to go to work with them but neither of them want. It's a dangerous world there and they want to keep you as far from it as possible. However, today is your lucky day. They were supposed to stay home when unfortunaly they got a call from possible future investors. They want to have a meeting today while they're in town

Bucky quickly disagree with Steve when he proposed to take you with them. It means leaving you alone for a long time in their office while they’re doing business and he doesn't want you to feel abandonned. He's scared that you’ll lose yourself in the big building when you are looking for water or something

Steve is good at persuade people, it's his job after all so somehow he persuaded Bucky to say yes, which he did. So here they are, waking you up on a sunny sunday

"We're going on a little tripe and you come with us" he smiles and you frowns "what tripe ?"

"How about," you Papa starts. You turn your head to him "How about you come to work with us for the afternoon. After that we can go to the restaurant for kids you like so much"

You gasp and quickly stand up from your bed "What awe we waiting fow ? Business is waiting fow us" You say running everywhere to look for your best professional outfit

Bucky looks at his husband after watching you with a loving smile "are you sure about that ?"

Steve nods "Nothing will happen, Buck. Everything will be fine" he reassures his husband

Well, not everything...

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"Here, drink a little, baby" Bucky says as he gives you a bottle of water. You take it from him and rest your back against your Papa's chest. His hands are caressing your full belly and you sigh in contentement.

"the pasta were good ?" Your Papa asks from behind and you nod "vewy good, shank you" you say after swallowing the water. Bucky smiles and kisses your forehead "you're welcome, little one"

Steve looks at his watch and sighs "it's time for us to go, sweetness. Will you be okay ?" he asks peering down at you. You look up at him with sad eyes "do you have to go now ?" you ask and your Papa nods "yes, baby. We have important meetings. We talked about it, do you remember ?"

You nod and he smiles "but while we are working, you can sit on this seat," he says lifting you up and resting you on his huge seat " and watch as many movies or cartoons you want on the computer" he says kneeling infront of you

Your eyes widen and you gasp "even if it's more than one ?" Bucky chuckles from behind Steve and nods "even if it's more than one hundred" He smiles down at you and you giggle from happiness

Steve kisses your nose and stands up. You watch as your daddies put on their expensive black suits who hide their tattoos. Bucky puts on his gold watch while Steve adjusts his tie.

Bucky kisses your forehead and they are now out of the big office. You happily open the computer and start watching all the movies and cartoons you want.

After two hours of screen, your eyes are getting tired and it almost hurt to look at the computer. You get up from the seat and walk around the room to give your legs the time to woke up. Once you feel okay about walking, you step out of the office and walk down the hallway, trying to find the bathroom

"Hi, can I help you ?"

You turn around in a quick movement, shocked to hear someone talking to you but your shocked face change into a smily one when you see a sweet tall woman looking down at you "are you looking for someone ?" she asks and you shakes your head "are you looking for a room ?" she asks and you nods your head. "Are you looking for a bathroom or an office or maybe an elevator ?"

You nod when she says the word 'bathroom'. She smiles "you're looking for a bathroom ?" she asks to be sure and once again, you nod "it's down the hall, the last door to your left" she says pointing down the hallway

You look up at her "what's your name" you quietly ask and she smiles "My name is Megan, and you ? What's your name ?" Her long blond hair fall infront of her face when she looks down at you

"My name is Y/N but my daddies call me by little names and I like it better" you quietly say before walking to the way she told you without letting her time to answer

She looks at you with a smile before going back to work. She keeps walking her way to the meeting room where she's met with many intimatiding men around a table. She gives each of them the folds they need for the meeting before walking out of the room as discreetly as she came in

You walk down the hallway until you find the last door. You open it quickly, praying to go in a toilet soon. You freeze when you look up after closing the door. Two men are looking down at you while peeing. You probably cut their conversation short when you walked in. You turn around and are about to open the door when one of them talk "not so fast"

You listen like your daddies told you and turn back around making the other laugh "did she really listened to you ?"

"She sure did" he smirks turning around. You gasp when you see their bottom and quickly look up at their eyes. Your daddies are jealous so if they learn you saw the bottom of some strangers, they won't be happy with you and the last thing you want is to be in trouble

"What's your name ?" He asks eyeing you. You feel uncomfortable. They make you feel uncomfortable. The way they look at you, the way they talk to you, their voices. All of that alert you that you aren't in a safe place right now

But you can't go away. They told you to stay and your daddies don't like it when you don't listen to the orders who are told to you. You learn to be a good and obedient girl so if they learn you didn't listen and you saw their bottom, it's your bottom who will be red like blood tonight

"He asked you a question" the other one say through his teeth. They start walking toward you so you start walking backward. Their smirk is nothing like your daddies's. Theirs are sweet, playful, teasing. They wore their smirk when they're going to tease you and play with you, when they want to make you laugh.

The smirks of those men are everything but that. Theirs are scary, mean, vicious. There are much more words to describe it but you don't know all of them. It's just give you an uncomfortable and scary feeling

"let's try something else" he says "what's your name ?" Your back hit de door and you gasp knowing that you're trap now. Your eyes don't leave them, you watch every steps they make, every breath they take, every movements their eyes and mouths are doing.

You gasp once more time when a fist is slamming against your cheek causing you to lose your balance. Your hands are trembling and your laying still on the floor, you’re too scared to move or even cry

You close your eyes and fight the tears. Your ears are concentrated on the laughters who become more silent as the men walk away from the now quiet bathroom. You flinch when the door close behind you and that’s only when you start crawling to one of the cabinet, letting your cries out

Now you let go, you let go everything you were holding, everything

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‘’Three hours of meetings on a day where we were supposed to stay home is demoralizing’’ Steve sighs while signing the last folds

Bucky come back around the meeting table after walking out the businessmen. He snorts but agrees with Steve ‘’what do you think she’s doing right now ?’’ He asks watching Steve standing up. Steve smiles at the thought of his little girl curled up on his seat with probably now tired eyes from the screen

‘’Probably watching a movie or something’’ he shrugs and starts walking out of the meeting room. ‘’I bet it’s her fiftieth movie since we walk out’’ Bucky laughs and Steve quickly follows ‘’I’m sure she passed some scenes so she can watch as many as she can’’

Bucky laughs at that and walks inside their office while Steve went to give some folds to Megan, their assistant. When Bucky enters the room, his charming and welcome smile quickly disappear when he gaze the empty seat. ‘’Baby ?’’ He walks to the seat and sees the computer close making him frown.

He looks up expecting his baby girl when he hears the door but just find Steve walking inside the room. He smiles at Bucky but gives him a question look to the way his husband is looking at him ‘’what ?’’

‘’Where is she ?’’ Bucky tries to keep his calm but it’s quiet difficult right now. He told Steve it was a bad idea to let you alone. He should insisted more and made Megan stay with you. He was stupid on that, in his head, he hadn’t been responsable at all

‘’What are you talking about ?’’ Steve frowns and walks further inside the office. Bucky scoffs and shows the room with his arms, he has to bite the inside of his lip to not scream at his husband ‘’what I’m talking abou- Do you see her Steve !? Is she in the office right now !?’’ He loses his temper and yell the end of his sentence at his lover’s face

Steve’s frowns disappear and a anxious look appear, not because of Bucky but because he doesn’t see you and what he thought might be not the real situation ‘’wasn’t she here when you walked in ?’’ Steve starts to walk around the room. Bucky shakes his head and rests his hands on the desk Infront of him

‘’I thought she was in the closet to scare us, you know she loves hiding’’ Steve breathes, sliding his hand in his hair. Bucky frowns and looks at the closer door ‘’I didn’t looked in the closet’’ he says more to himself. It didn’t even crossed his mind that you might be in there

Steve groans ‘´Bucky’’ he walks to the closet and open the door. He looks in every corners, in between every stuffs there’s in there but nothing. You aren’t in there

Steve looks up at the ceiling, his hand on the door, ready to close it in one movement. All he can do right now is taking deep breath to calm himself down. One of them has to be calm and stay focused, and they both know that Bucky can’t do that, not when it’s with you, not here and not now

They both rush out of the office and go find Megan. She was in the hallway all the time so if their girl got out for whatever reason, she saw her. The tall woman turns around when her name is called ‘’Mr Barnes, Mr Rogers, is there something I can do for you ?’’ She politely asks

‘’Did you saw Y/N ?’’ Steve asks, his face screams the fear he is feeling and the last thing he’s thinking about is to hide it. Megan smiles and nods her head ‘’the sweet girl came to ask where was the bathroom. I told her where it was and she went that way’’

‘’Did you saw her coming back ?’’ Steve asks after looking toward the bathroom. He feels Bucky ready to jump above his husband and runs toward the doors who might separate you from them.

She shakes her head ‘´after I gave you the folds earlier, I was called in the third floor for a while so I didn’t saw her coming back, I wasn’t there’’ she watches as both men quickly go to the bathroom. She follows behind them, she maybe can help them more.

Bucky opens the door on their left and rushes inside followed by his husband and Megan. ‘’Baby ?’´ he calls but doesn’t have an answer back. Both him and Steve go on their knees to look under the cabinets doors but when they don’t see your naked feet or something who might told them you were here they get up. Bucky’s fists is tight against his side and his anger has some problems staying inside him.

‘’What did you told her ?’’ Bucky closes his eyes and concentrate on keeping his calm. The last thing he want is to scare you once they find you

Megan frowns looking at her bosses ‘’what ?’’

‘’what did you told her when she asked for the bathroom ?’’ Steve rephrases

‘’I told her the bathroom was down the hallway on her left and I watched her-‘’ she’s cuts off by Bucky’s groans ‘´she doesn’t know where her left is’’ he opens the door frustrated he didn’t thought about it earlier and walk straight to the door across them.

Megan understands she’s more on the way that anything so she quickly excused herself after apologising for her mistake.

Steve closes the door behind them and like in the precedent room, they kneel down and look under the cabinets. Bucky sighs when he sees you curled up between a toilet and the wall. Steve comes to his side and he sighs in relief as well ‘’baby ?’’ Bucky gently says ‘’what are you doing hiding there ?’’

The only thing who is heard from you is your sobs and sniffs

‘’Sweetness, please come out’’ Steve’s says, his heart hurts from this sight of you ‘’for us’’ Bucky adds but you just shake your head who is still in between your knees as they’re wrapped around your arms

‘’Baby, we just want to see your beautiful face. Please come and tell us what happened. We won’t be mad, we just want to hold you’’ Bucky pleads and at the words ‘we won’t be mad’, you lift your head a little so your eyes are seen. Bucky smiles when he sees your deep eyes ‘’please ?’’

You stand up on your shaky legs and you open the door. You look down at your feet, not wanting to look in your daddies’s eyes.

‘’Little one ?’’

You sniff and decide to finally look up. To your surprise, on your daddies’s face there’s just relief and worries. Your Daddy opens his arms for you and gives you a reassuring smile ‘’come here’’

You start to cry again and walk to your daddy with your arms up in the aire. He lifts you up and you immediately hide your face on his neck, Steve caresses your back as they whisper sweet words in your ears.

Bucky felt you were wet in between your legs and he assumes you were just ashamed you peed on yourself, but he’s far away from what really happened.

‘’Why don’t we go on our office. We’ll set you down on the couch and we’ll change your clothes. Are you okay with it, baby ?’’ He asks kissing your head and he feels you nodding in his neck. Steve walks Infront of you, he opens the doors and close them, he glared at everyone who is looking at you.

They tried to be fast because they know you’re embarrassed and they don’t want to make you feel any more bad. Once the doors of their office are close, Bucky walks to the couch and sits on it, resting you on his laps. Your side is against his chest and your Papa sats beside you, resting your legs and feet on is own laps.

Bucky’s hand is stroking your back and the back of your neck while Steve is stroking your feet. ‘’Do you wanna tell us what happened ?’’ Steve asks looking at you

You nod fidgeting with your fingers who rest on your belly. Your daddies wait the moment you’re ready to explain what happened, they don’t push you, they simply wait and comfort you in the meantime

‘’I wanted t-to pee so I went to the bathwoom like she told me but-t I entered the wwong woom and thewe was alweady men inside’’ you breath through your sobs before continuing ‘’they tuwned awound and that’s when I saw they wewe peeing’’ you turn to your daddies ‘’I sowwy. I didn’t mean to see it. I sowwy, pwease’’ you cry

Bucky grabs your cheeks and turns you’re head to him ‘’breath, little one. It’s okay, you’re not in trouble for what happened. Keep taking deep breath and when you’re ready to keep going, you do, but keep in that little mind of yours that you aren’t in trouble and you won’t be’’ his lips met your nose and you close your eyes, taking deep breathes like he said

‘’They wewe scawing me and they s-swap me’’ you cry touching your cheek who is still sensible.

Bucky’s blood run cold the second he hears those words going out of your mouth. He can’t believe it. Did you really said that ? Did he hears you correctly ? Maybe he has to ask you to repeat to be sure. No, he can’t do that. It already traumatised you enough, he won’t ask you to repeat it knowing that it scare you

‘’They slap you ?’’ Steve asks, shocked and anger fighting each other in his body. You weakly nod your head before hiding your face in your daddy’s chest. Steve keeps rubbing your feet, trying to make you feel other things than fear and pain.

Bucky and Steve look at each other, both burning with anger. They give each other one look and one nod. Juste with that, Steve knows what he has to do and Bucky knows it too. Steve kisses you toes making your curled them before getting up from the couch. He walks to the closet to grab a jogging for you before going out of the office.

You whimper when you hear the door closing. You don’t know if it’s someone who walked in or someone who walked out but in both situation, you don’t like it. Your Daddy shushes you, wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight against his body. ‘’We’re here now. Nothing else will happen. You’re fine and we’ll take care of you, like we always do. You’re safe with us’’ he whispers against her head before kissing it

You flinch when the door close one more time. Steve makes his way toward the couch. He lifts your legs to sit under them and rests them back on his laps ‘’I got you a pack of ice, it’s for your cheek,’’ he starts, giving it to Bucky. Your Daddy grabs your chin and your face appears back. He smiles and kisses your forehead. You rest the side of your head against his chest and he puts the pack of ice against your cheek making you whine at the cold sensation ‘’I know sweetness but it’ll be better afterward, I promise’ Steve says

He starts to remove your pants and panties making you shiver from the cold breeze who hits your skin. Bucky hold the pack in one hand and strokes your belly with the other. He knows it calm you down when someone does that to you so every time you’re scared after a nightmare or every time you feel sick, a huge tattooed hand is wondering around your belly.

Steve is quick to put the clothes back on you. He knows you’re cold and the pack of ice against your cheek doesn’t help to warmth you up a bit. He wiggled his fingers on your soles after hearing you sniffing again. He smiles when he hears your beautiful giggles coming out of your mouth. You kick your legs and bring them against you, your soles are now against your Daddy’s legs, hiding from your Papa. He laughs at that and watch you curled up your toes in protection

He benches over to kiss your nose ‘’ I love hearing those sounds, I’ll do everything to hear them all day’’ you smile at him through your wet eyes and it warmth your daddy’s hearts.

‘’We go home now. It’s enough work for today’’ Steve says standing up. He walks to the seat you were before they went to their meetings and grabs your shoes and sockets. He puts them in your bag and turns around waiting for you and Bucky. You wrap your arms around your daddy’s neck and lock your ankles around his waist. Bucky slides a paci in your mouth

As he carries you out of the office he whispers in your ear ‘’if you see the meanie men you saw in the bathroom, can you tell me ?’’

You nod and rest your head against his shoulder to look around when he walks. Your eyes fall on everything who move and you wait patiently the moment where you’ll see the men again

You lift your head from your daddy’s shoulder and point in the aire ‘’is hem’’ you say through your paci and your daddies’s head snaps at where your finger points ‘´the blond one and the redhead one ?’’ Steve asks eyeing the two men and you nod

‘’Which one slapped you ?’’ Bucky asks tightening his grip around you.

You hide your face in his neck ‘’blond’’ you mumble and feel your daddies walking again

Steve smirks thinking about the day they’ll have tomorrow. He thinks about all the dirty things they’ll do to those men who dared touch you. They’ll have fun

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 1 year

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𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 • 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Summary: hello! I saw your post about wanting to write Joel Miller smut while scrolling through the Pedro Pascal tag. I would like to request something if that’s okay? Could I request something where it’s the readers b-day and she tells no one cause she hates it but Joel finds out and wants to help celebrate her birthday by giving them the best sex of readers life and he basically treats reader like a goddess. I just kind of imagine them having sex everywhere the whole day of readers birthday. Fluff can also be included if you want. I imagine it’s at the beginning of their relationship.

GENRE: smut, fluff

WARNING: NSFW, intercourse (protected, cursing, during the outbreak, Ellie's in it at the beginning,

PAIRING: Joel Miller x f reader

Request or not: yes

AUTHOR NOTE: didn't proofread because I'm lazy but yeah

Enjoy

Ever since the outbreak started Your birthday always was irrelevant to you. Each year, due to the constant threat all around you, you always let the day slip bye like sand through your fingers. There was no reason for you to celebrate; you were only getting older anyways.

Even after getting to Jackson you didn’t care much to tell everyone. The only person you told was Ellie, a kid you meet along the way with a guy named Joel who eventually became the love of your life. You thought maybe Ellie would forget all about your birthday but she didn’t.

You woke up bright and early to do your usual things around town. Joel and Ellie stayed home getting themselves breakfast before their day got started.

Ellie sat at the table eating her cereal while Joel Waite for his coffee to finish brewing.

“What are you going to get for y/n today?” Ellie asked. Joel turned to her, a confused look as to what Ellie was even asking.

“what do you mean?”

“Todays her birthday.” Ellie frowned. “don’t tell me you forgot her birthday.

Joel stood there confused. In his short time of knowing you it never dawned on him to ask when your birthday even was.

“She’s never told me.”

Ellie gasped dramatically. The spoon that was in her hand falling onto the table with a loud cling. “wow talk about couple goals.” She laughed. “well now you know and now you have to surprise her. Make this the best birthday of her life.”

Ellie stood up and brought her bowl over to the skin. “im going to be gone for the rest of the day so that gives you time to do whatever you want.”

Ellie smirked at Joel causing him to groan. “alright enough.”

Ellie released a laugh before walking out of the kitchen, grabbing her coat and leaving Joel there.

Joel was a little upset that you didn’t tell him today was your birthday, but he didn’t have time to think about that. He needed to make today a special day for you, one that you’ll remember.

When you returned back home after running some errands you were surprised by how abnormally quiet it was. Usually Ellie or Joel would be arguing about something loudly but not today.

“Joel? Ellie?” you called out as you shut the door. You pulled off your outside clothes before walking further into the house.

As you stepped around the corner the kitchen came into view. You gasped at the sight. There was lit candles on the dinning room table, dinner sitting their and a cake which seemed like it was just made.

“you like it?”

You turned towards the stairs to see Joel standing there. He had his arms crossed and a soft smile on his face.

“Yeah. I love it.”

Joel walked over to you and placed a kiss on your lips before hugging you.

“how’d you know what today was?”

You pulled away looking up at Joel. “Ellie told me. I’m just a little confused why you didn’t tell me either.”

You sighed. “I don’t know.. I just didn’t think today was really important anymore cause the outbreak you know.” You avoided Joel’s eyes feeling a little guilty from keeping the information from him.

“Hey.” Joel took your face and his hand and forced your eyes on his brown ones. “your birthday is very important to me even if we were out there with a million brainless, virus carrying zombies, it still special to me.” Joel ran his thumb over your cheek. “but we’re not out there now So let’s celebrate it. Just you and me.”

Joel took your hand bringing you over to the table. “no Ellie?”

“No.” Joel muttered as he pushed your seat in before settling in his own across from you.

“She wants just me and you today. She didn’t request we leave her a slice of cake though.”

You laughed.

You and Joel began to chat and eat the meal Joel surprisingly prepared for you all by himself.

Many many laughs and smiles were shared between you two throughout dinner. It felt nice to enjoy your time with Joel without an interruptions or threats around you both.

After you finished up eating, you grabbed the dishes and went to put them in the sink. While you were hovering over the sink rinsing the dishes, Joel came up behind you. His hands snaked around your waist and his lips on your neck.

“You know we have the house all to ourselves and it’s your birthday.”

You bite your lip to hide a moan that was threatening to escape. The heat between your legs grew more and more as you felt his lips on you. You wanted Joel so badly.

“Take me up stairs Joel.” You practically demanded turning in his arms. Joel didn’t need to hear those words twice. Without effort he picked you up and tossed you over his shoulders. He made his way over to the stairs, climbing them before reaching the bedroom.

You were tossed on the bed making you yelp. “wow! You’re already rough.” You joked with a smirk on your face. Joel rolled his eyes as he hovered over you.

His hungry lips found yours ripping that smirk right off your face. You began making work at Joel’s belt because you were so desperate to have him in you. This would be the third time you’ve ever had sex with Joel.

The first time you both had sex it was because you ran your mouth to Joel one night in a safe house about how you’ve been a virgin your whole life. While Ellie was fast asleep in the other room he was busy slamming you into a mattress, trying his best to keep you quiet. That was when you knew your relationship was more than friends. He soon asked you to be his.

The second time was when you arrived in Jackson. The fact you were in a safe place was a cause for celebration so you and Joel spent the night between the sheets.

After that you both haven’t touched each other for two months until now. With how busy you both were in the town it made it hard to have sex, but now you were together uninterrupted. You were so fucking ready to have him inside of you.

“you’re so desperate.” Joel muttered when he pulled away from your lips. His lips were red and swollen making you smirking. “yeah of course I am when it comes to you Joel.”

“well let’s get these clothes off of you so we can satisfy you.” Joel whispered against your lips as his hands snaked under your shirt groping your breast.

You and Joel began to strip all your clothes away. One by one everything was removed until you both were completely bare.

You laid on the bed as Joel sat between your legs slipping a condom on. A small shiver ran down your spine as you looked at how big Joel was. You definitely aren’t used to his size even after those past two times.

“you ready birthday girl?” Joel asked taking your thighs in his large hands. All you could do was nodded as you looked in Joel’s eyes.

Joel eyes never left yours while he took his cock and ran it between your fold. You moaned softly, but it was soon replaced by a louder one when he pushed into your tight cunt.

Joel held your hips as he slowly thrust into you. “so tight doll.” Joel hissed.

“Joel, please move baby.” You begged.

Joel listened, pulling his hips before slamming right back into you. The moans you had went from quiet to loud really quickly. The room filled with your sounds of pleasure as Joel fucked you senseless.

“shit. Joel. You feel so good!” you brought your hand to Joel’s face pulling him into a kiss.

With how big Joel was you could feel him in your stomach with every thrust. It made your toes curl and your back arch off the bed.

“Going to make you cum huh baby.”

“please Joel.” You whined. Truly you didn’t know what you were saying please for but you didn’t care. The feeling was too good to care.

Joel grunted as he felt you grow tighter and tighter around him. You were close and he was determined to make you cum.

His thumb found your clit, he drew circles around the swollen bud. your were moaning loudly at this point.

A few more quick circles around your bundle of nerves, you were coming.

A string of curse words and breathless spilled from your lips as you saw stars. Joel didn’t stop his thrust until your high fell.

You let out a small whimper when Joel pulled out of you.

“Fuck. That felt amazing.”

Joel laid down on the right side of you. “yeah?”

“Uh huh.”

“yeah well I’m not Done.” Joel took your right leg propping it up. “today is your birthday. Gotta make it the best birthday ever.”

#joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel miller #joel miller x y/n #pedro pascal #Pedro Pascal x reader #pedro pascal fanfiction

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versegm · 1 year

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What is Fate/Stay Night?

Fate/Stay Night is a visual novel that came out in 2004. It features three routes: Fate, Unlimited Blade Works, and Heaven's Feel. It is also the first installment of the Fate serie.

If you are familiar with that serie (and if you follow me I think I can safely bet you do,) it's the one game all the other games keep referencing.

If you are not familiar with that serie, it's the game this blonde anime chick you can see everywhere since 2005 is from.

Oooh nifty. What's it about?

The story follows SHIROU EMIYA, a perfectly ordinary teenager with small magic abilities, as he gets dragged in a mage battle royale where the winner gets to fulfill one of their wish. During that battle royale, mages are aided by Heroic Spirits, aka historical and/or mythological figures as summons to fight. As you can imagine, the question of what makes a hero? is a major one in the story, along with What makes a villain? What makes a victim? How does one uphold their ideals?

Cool. Should I play it?

Well that depends on what you're looking for in a story, but if you enjoy strong thematic writing, balls to the wall concepts, and commitment to any worldbuilding implications (be they really silly or deeply horrifying) then yeah you should def go for it! Also, as a visual novel, it is extremely well-made and it fucks with the medium in ways I have rarely seen before.

I'm already familiar with other Fate games and I know the tl;dr of the plot. Do I really need to play it?

Yeah you should!! As I said in the intro, every Fate entry out there references fsn in some way, be in directly by making references to plot elements, or indirectly by echoing and building on its themes. Trust me no amount of knowing what would happen could have prepared me from actually reading it.

Isn't it a porn game?

The original is an eroge, yes, so it did contain sex scenes. The remake, Fate/Stay Night: Realta Nua, replaced the sex scenes with sfw ones. I can give you my personal opinion on which version of these scenes is best if you need me but really it's up to you as to which one you'd rather read.

I tried playing the game a while back but I thought the protag was a cunt.

Yeah I getcha the first route is a bit clumsy by today's standards and it's easy to read the protagonist as a bitchy chauvinist at first. Still he gets better (and in fact never acts even remotely like that in the other routes) so I would ask you to grind your teeth and keep going.

"The first route"? Is there an order to the routes?

There is! In the original game you had to go Fate route -> UBW route -> HF route. Iirc you can play them in any order in the remake, but I strongly advise you to play these routes in this order regardless, because they were very much built with the assumption that this is the way you'd experience things. (A very basic exemple is that the Fate route has a lot more explanations on the worldbuilding and the rules of the battle royales, while the other routes assume you already know this shit and ellipses it up.)

Ohhh. Ok I'm kinda interested. Where can I play it?

Well funny story! This game is like, the ONE fate game that never got any official release in the West whatsoever! So you're gonna have to go with fantranslations. You can play the sfw remake over here, or you can download the og eroge over there.

I'm gonna be real with you bestie I am not committing to a 70 hours-long vn when I don't even know if I'll like it.

Understandable! Perhaps you'd be interested in the anime adaptation of one of the routes then? I'm told the Unlimited Blade Works anime is a good introduction to the Fate serie, its vibes, and therefore whether it might be your thing or not. That being said disclaimer that I have not watched it (<- not an anime watcher) so I can't personally back it up.

Hey why are there like twenty versions of that blonde anime chick

That would require me to make a separate 2k long post king.

Anyways.

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cosmal · 2 years

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Lipgloss | Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary :: You and Steve hate each other, right? Maybe after you both come to a realisation, the both of you finally admit how you feel towards each other at a Hawkins house party.

Warnings/Tags :: post s3, pre s4, drinking, partying, swearing, reflection moment at the end ib a fanart I saw awhile ago!

Steve Harrington, was the most egotistical, selfish, narcissistic, man you had ever had the displeasure of associating yourself with. Which was exactly why you were in love with him, right?

It started off when you were at school. You never really had anything to do with him, but you knew of him. Knew how rude and annoying he seemed. Especially when he was surrounded by his friends.

You had heard the story of how he broke Jonathan Byers' camera. You almost could've punched him square in the jaw when Nancy told you the story. You hated bullies, and you hated him.

Slightly.

But, that was almost three years ago, and the two of you had left school and you both had become completely different people. After everything with the Upside Down, and the Russians, Steve had become such a hard-shelled, but loving person. You watched as he formed a bond with the kids, Robin and Nancy, which only changed him into the kind, strong-willed man he was today.

You, however, changed to be even stronger than you were before everything that happened. At school, you were slightly reserved, always usually watching everything from the sidelines. Not shy, but just hidden. But you could get very hotheaded at times, especially when you were angry with Steve.

But, after witnessing things you'd never even imagined seeing, it changed you for the better. The once voiceless person you had grown to be, had disappeared and grown into the powerful woman you were now.

But no matter how strong you thought you were, your one and only weakness was the new and improved Steve Harrington. He was everything you'd ever wanted, and you hated admitting that to yourself because the both of had spent so many years hating each other, well that's what you assumed, anyway.

You found yourself never changing your ways though, because it was easier to pretend to hate him still, rather than truly admitting to yourself that you had grown to fall in love with the man you swore you would never even get along with.

But to be quite honest, pretending each day was getting harder and harder for you.

"Have you seen my shoes?" Robin had been pacing the hallway between your bathroom and bedroom for the past thirty minutes, flustered and stressing over her outfit choice.

The three of you were getting ready for a party that one of your old school friends was throwing. You were all excited to have some fun after how things had been going in Hawkins. Even though the Mind Flayer had been destroyed and everything had been back to normal for a couple of months, you hadn't had actual fun with your friends since before then.

"Which ones?"

"My red chucks." She fiddled with the earing she was trying to push through the hole in her earlobe.

"You left them at Steve's remember?" Nancy called from around the corner, as she checked over herself in front of your mirror, adjusting the necklace around her neck. She looked absolutely stunning, of course.

"Shit!" Robin almost pulled at her hair before she realised she had styled it the way she wanted it, after fiddling with it for almost thirty minutes.

"Robin, it's okay. Calm down, yeah?" You tried to soothe the flustered girl as you threw on your own shoes, sitting on the edge of your bed.

"No! Vickie will be there and I'm planning on looking good, okay?" She opts on pulling your red converse from your shoe rack instead, almost putting her stressed mind at ease.

"Don't leave your shit everywhere then, huh?" You playfully scold her, finishing up with your laces.

"Yeah well, it's Steve's fault anyways." She grumbled.

"Speaking of Steve," You interject, a curious look in your eyes, "Will he be there?"

"If I say yes, will you still come?" Nancy frowns, throwing her bag over her shoulder, heading towards the door.

"Uh yeah..." You tried not to smile at Nancy's reply, deadpanning at her now happy face. To be honest, you had dressed up a little more than you usually did, hoping Steve would actually be there.

"Good."

The three of you walked up the cobblestone path, trying not to trip over the litter of red cups and empty beer bottles. Robin almost rolling her ankle on a long-forgotten beer pong ball. Passing a couple on the front lawn making out, you enter in through the open front door.

The familiar smell of stale pizza and tequila is an awful one at that, though you couldn’t lie it was one you had shamelessly missed. You had grown to like parties and all the fun memories they held. Ever since finding the right group of friends, the disdain you held for them had disappeared.

“Here you go,” Steve comes out of nowhere, startling the three of you backwards almost out the door. He held three plastic cups in his hands, his own drink pinched between his teeth, slightly mumbling his words.

Robin and Nancy willingly accepted their drinks from Steve, leaving him to take his cup from his mouth, one last drink in his hand. You raise your eyebrow at him, not stopping yourself from raking your eyes down his body. He was clad in black pants, a white top tucked into the waistband, sleeves clinging to his toned arms. A pair of black sunnies hanging from the neck of his shirt, the weight of them pulling it down slightly, exposing the small patch of hair on his chest.

Your mouth ran dry. “Hello? Earth to idiot?” A blur of red disrupts your selfish daze, bringing your attention back to the drink Steve was trying to put in your clammy hand.

“Sorry,” You all but stutter, taking it from his grasp. “I’m sorry, just didn’t think it was for me. Didn’t think you’d have the manners to even think of me.”

“Yeah well, Robin told me to play nice tonight.” The both of you uncharacteristically fall into place next to each other as you follow Nancy and Robin through the crowded house. The two of them flow out into the backyard, though you stop in the half-empty kitchen. Placing your drink down on the bench, you lean back onto the cold linoleum countertop, angling your elbows backwards.

“That’s unlike you, Harrington.” You smirk at him and Steve feels his head go dizzy. He himself does his own selfish eyeing of your body. Shamelessly drinking in every inch of you. You wore a minimalist party dress, though it was almost a bright pink. The thick straps wrapping around your shoulders, and the way you had your elbows pointed behind you only pushed your chest forwards, which he couldn’t help but steal an obliviously long glance at.

He found himself sinking down into a hole he couldn’t help but allow himself to fall into. He shouldn’t feel the way he did about you. You were- well you were you. You were sarcastic, bitter, and unbelievably, infuriatingly- perfect. And that’s why he hated you. Because he shouldn’t. Because he felt he had to after all this time.

“Steve?” Steve. A name you rarely used, but when you did, it cause his heart to pang. “Y’alright?”

“Are you alright? Don’t think you’ve ever asked me that before, Y/L/N.”

“Yeah well, I’m a changing woman.” You half smile up at the boy, “I think we both we might be.”

“Sorry, I’ll go back to my usual ways.” He clears his throat and straightens his back.

“I’m sure you will.” There’s a small silence like Steve is thinking, hard.

“Have I told you how hideous you look tonight, Y/L/N?” His eyes narrow, turning to look at you. You look dejected at his inquiry and he almost regrets saying it. God, he was supposed to be laying off the mean comments. He was only making things worse for himself.

You almost wince at his question, “No. Tell me.” You stare down at him, standing up off of the counter, “Go on.”

Your sudden firmness has him weak in the knees. He hesitates momentarily, his gaze wavering, almost glancing down at your lips for a little too long. Your pink gloss entrancing him.

“I can’t.” He turns his head from you. Eye’s flittering.

You raise your eyebrow at him, turning your head like you heard him wrong, “Sorry?”

Your confused tone has him moving closer to you, wanting to reach forwards and brush your hair behind your ear, and smooth his thumb over the crease between your eyebrows. He suddenly had a newfound confidence, probably caused by the three beers he had already had.

“I said,” He sighs, inwardly cursing himself, “I can’t.” His voice is only just at a volume you can hear over the Bon Jovi playing in the background.

“And why’s that?” It was like you also had a new confidence. Not from the half a drink you had downed, but being drunk on him. The unexpected closeness and the scent of his cologne you could suddenly smell, had your head reeling.

“Because, I’m sick of it, Y/N.” The gap only shrinks more, causing you to press your back into the bench. The cold sensation on your warm skin only dizzied you more, “Sick of pretending I hate you so much when that hasn’t been true for the past year.”

“You’re drunk.” Your throat felt like it was closing in, as you slightly struggled for air. Maybe it was the lack of space he was giving you. “Don’t fuck with me.”

“I mean it,” He was now inches from you, breath fanning over your lips. “I don’t hate you, Y/N. Far from it, actually.” His words were only backed up by his eyes on your lips.

You can’t help yourself when you reach out to grip his white shirt in your hands, probably wrinkling the pressed fabric between your fingers, “I think I might feel the same way about you, too, Steve.”

“Fuck,” He murmurs, “Can I kiss you? Because, I’m finding it really hard not to, right now,”

He didn’t even look up at you, gaze fixed on your sticky lips. You nod at his question.

“You sure? I need to know that you actually want this, that it’s not just me-“

“Fuck, shut up for once, Harrington and fucking kiss me!”

That was all it took for Steve to crash his lips into yours. This kiss heated, lips slipping around each other and teeth clashing. The mixture of beer and pineapple juice blending together in the junction of your mouths. His hands found themselves at your hip and your face, the cold feeling like fire against your warm skin.

It wasn’t long before you were pulling away from each other, lips swollen and wet, a touch of glitter along his skin from your lipgloss. You reached forward to grab the sunglasses from his shirt, and placed them over his face, your fingers ghosting his cheeks.

“Your eyes might fall out of your head, Steve.” You giggle at his blissed-out expression, reaching up to playfully closed his parted lips. Hands lingering on his jaw. He looked speechless, honestly.

You lean down to open your purse, pulling the sparkly pink lipgloss from its pockets. Standing on your tiptoes, you stare into the reflection of his black sunnies. Steve places his hands on your hips to steady you, still looking a little stunned. You swipe the wand over your inflated lips to apply a new coat of the gummy makeup.

You lean up to place a kiss to his cheek, a new layer of glitter on his face. “Thanks, Harrington.” You leave him there in the middle of the kitchen, a hand to his warming cheeks, throat bobbing dryly. His loving eyes hidden behind the polarised plastic lenses.

“What happened to the quiet Y/N I used to know?” He calls out to you before you round the corner to the backyard.

“Left her in the upside down, Stevie!”

Stevie. Fuck, he was in trouble for sure.

#steve harrington #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagine #stranger things

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sp1lled-lemon4de · 9 months

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All pretty n shy

Characters: Mina Ashido x sub!male

Fandom: MHA (My Hero Academia)

Genre: sfw and nsfw???

(Mdni!! Nsfw down below)

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• Mina is such a cool person ngl and she is quite bubbly.

•if you aren't all that into pda she is completely fine with that, I personally feel like she would usually wrap her hands around your shoulder or hold your hands

• but if you aren't into that, she is ok with it, she would probably just stand really close to you.

•I don't see her getting jealous much, I feel like she is extremely playful.

•with that being said, your shy and quiet nature is kind of a big contrast to our pink princess.

•she is usually the one to initiate any activities, but sometimes you might take the lead by acting very clingy or wtv else.

•Mina knows your on and offs and is capable of adjusting just for you.

• She especially doesn't hold back from teasing you and loving you up in public and in private.

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Today wasn't a cold day, so you didn't have a reason to be wearing a hoodie, but since Mina decided to mark you everywhere last night you decided to cover up using it.

You were quite tired from the night before, her actions still lingering on your mind.

Your mind wandered to her on top of you and her hips bounced up and down on your length.

The light from your bedtime lamp shining on her pretty pink skin, and a gorgeous hot pink blush on her face that faded down on her shoulder and chest.

The sight of her lifting her hips up and off of you as you finished inside her, ropes of your cum dripping down and her sweet praises ringing through your ears only to be cut off by her voice-

"Y/n!, gosh, so lost in your thoughts for what" she folds her arms and pouts.

"So sorry Mina, I was uh- yeah lost in thought" your arm awkwardly made it up to your neck.

Suddenly you found yourself praying and hoping Mina didn't have some second quirk which was mind reading because the way she was smirking at you was driving you insane you swore your legs were shaking.

"Yes yes, whatever, but Y/n..."

You turned to face her, you raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"why are you covering my-"

You immediately cut her off, already knowing what she was going to say...

How were you supposed to reply, and in public, what and why is she asking that, its not embarrassing but it is.

"aw you don't like them, I'll stop~"

"N-no! Uh don't...please.."

she raised an eyebrow "if you like it why are you covering it?" She teased

"well, wait before you think I'm embarrassed, I will confirm, yes I am"

at that she laughed, she was getting a kick out of it but decided to stop.

She rested her hand on your shoulder "ah don't need to explain, I understand"

she pecked your cheek and you swore that you heard her whisper in your ear "I'll leave more tonight" and she went on with her day, leaving you standing there flabbergasted shocked.

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Notes: haven't been posting on this app in a while, anyway this was a request form one of my followers, I really hope you like it ^^ anyway rainbow tags below have a wonderful day lovelies! Sorry this is so short 😪

(TAGS BELOW)

#bnha #my hero academia #smut #boku no hero academia #tumblr #praise #tumblr tags #<3 #mina ashido x reader #mina x reader #mina ashido #hugmebringitin-whoooo #<33333

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lifewtr · 18 days

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∘⋆․⊹․∘⟡˖*⊹ * fan fic tag game * ∘⋆․⊹․∘⟡˖*⊹

HELLO @krankittoeleven! THANKS FOR THE TAG, WE ARE DEFINITELY HOMIES NOW :D i enjoyed your answers a lot; it's nice to meet you! ♥

1. How many fics do you have on AO3?

as of today, i have 50 fics on the archive!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

426,518. jeez.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

predominantly avatar: the last airbender, though i have certainly dabbled in others over the years. right now i'm slowly working my way into the jujutsu kaisen fandom ♥♥

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Lemon, Two Sugars (zutara, rated M): 905 kudos.

Give It Up (zutara, rated E): 824 kudos.

Half Joy (vinceno, rated E): 457 kudos.

Lyk Dis (zutara, rated E): 425 kudos.

Put It Down (zutara, rated E): 414 kudos.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I DO I'M JUST ABYSMAL WITH TIMELY REPLIES. I'M SORRY I LOVE ALL OF YOU AND I READ EVERY SINGLE ONE I SWEAR <3

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

like the homie krankittoeleven, i pretty much only use angst as a plot device - there are only happy/hopeful endings in this household lmao - but if i consider context, the fic with the angstiest ending is probably Honorfall (zutara, rated E). maybe Of All the Things My Hands Have Held (zutaraang, rated M)..?

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

lots of my fics have happy endings ;))))) as for the happiest... ahh, probably If It Means a Lot to You (zukaang, rated M) and Flowers Never Pick Themselves (zutaraang, rated M).

8. Do you get hate on fics?

er, yes and no? i feel like hate is a strong word. it's more so that there are some readers who have simply ~disliked~ certain premises of mine, which, y'know, is what it is! click away or write your own shit! ♥

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

the good kind, baby, and absolutely nothing less. if it doesn't make me wet, i don't post it!

10. Do you write crossovers?

i used to! especially with and amongst irl friends. if there was a fandom i/we were into, there was a harry potter crossover in our shared docs to go with it LOL.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

an entire fic? no, not to my knowledge anyway. but i've definitely had some scenes and dialogue grabbed and scattered across the web over the years.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no ;-; i've never even had art made for/inspired by my fics ;-;;;; one day though. one day i am going to write something [clenches fist] so fucking good...

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

several times! said fics will not be seeing the light of today, but yes! i love a good co-write!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

once again, like the new homie i will not be picking just one and you will simply have to deal with it LOL. i am extremely down bad for tony stark/bucky barnes, tony stark/t'challa, tony stark/stephen strange.. okay i'm tony-centric, fuckin sue me. anyways. i still really love sesshomaru/kagome, zuko/katara, harry potter/hermione granger, trevor/alucard/sypha, and now gojo/nanami. when i tell you i am fERAL ABOUT NANAGO—

15. What’s a fic you’d like to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Take Care (zutara, rated M), and several other zutara fics that i have put into a graveyard so that even though they're unlikely to be completed, they can still be appreciated!

16. What are your writing strengths?

mmm. this is a bit hard for me to answer because i feel like i could use improvement everywhere, always. i could probably use some more work in my dialogue though (just having more of it, i think). with conflict resolution as well - circling back to angst, i usually gloss over it because i want [my] characters to have nothing but good times and good endings. i need to be less wary of putting them through some shit, which i am working on!

anywayyy. my biggest strength is my prose!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

up for debate, but personally my weakness is outlines. i try to use them but my brain does not like having "rules" when it comes to creating a story, even if i am the one to write them ;;

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

i'm a native (american) english speaker, so this question feels.. odd? bc ~american~? but as a native english speaker, i absolutely don't mind at all. i love languages and i love letting them into my brain! i myself use words from different languages, especially in what i'm writing is based in another country/place of origin.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

inuyasha! no you cannot see it, it's lost in the ether!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Real War is Far Easier (zutaraang, rated M) and Performance Issues (zutara, rated E), which was a gift to the wonderful @zutarawasrobbed! there's a whole universe there that nobody but the two of us know about and i can't wait for the day that everyone can laugh about it as much as we do LOL

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tagging: @nire-the-mithridatist @gemgirl28 @andthedicestopped and @fidget-scribbles ♥

#who is she and what has she done with ky #this was nice and fun thank you!!!!#nanago #zutara #zukaang #about #one of these days i will actually go back to writing castlevania #litarlly blame jjk sorry guys;;;#zutaraang #chayenzo #vincenzo

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thelunarfairy · 5 months

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Hey I love your posts, I was wondering why I didn't find you sooner. How did you find Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun?

Oh, I created this account in September of this year XD not long ago.

And, I can say that it was JSHK that found me. Seriously, suddenly everywhere I was on the internet there was an ad about JSHK, an ad for the anime, an ad for the manga, everywhere there was!!

This image specifically

Hahaha so I took a picture of one of these ads and I was interested in seeing it because I thought the art was beautiful, yes I hadn't read the synopsis and I didn't know anything about the story.

After two years I found the picture again XD and remembered that I wanted to watch it (yes, I had completely forgotten)

So I started with the anime, I watched one episode a day, at the time I thought it was just a cute romantic comedy, and I fell in love with Hanako's voice hahaha anyway, it seemed like something silly and fun.

Until Tsukasa appeared, my God, that boy almost drove me crazy! I watched the rest of the anime in one day just because I was extremely curious to know why Hanako killed his twin!!!

I'm very curious and I almost died trying to figure out his motivations! So I found the manga and I'm here today because I'm still crazy trying to understand what's going on!!!

And yes, I started reading the manga and left destroyed XD he broke me in ways no story has broken me before omg.

I can say that I love most of the works that are from Square Enix (Fullmetal Alchemist B, Final Fantasy, etc.) and Hanako kun would not be an exception.

Initially I liked the art style because it has this mysterious, dark feel, and it also reminded me of Soul Eater.

But what really hooked me was this boy's face

Look at him! guy of those types of smart and extremely fun characters, someone seductive and deceitful hahaha he really motivated me to watch the anime.

Anyway, Hanako managed to win me over and now I can't escape him (help me)

Hahahaha

#jibaku shounen hanako kun #hanako kun #toilet bound hanako kun #hanakokun #jshk #amane yugi #tbhk #yugi twins #jshk spoilers #aidairo #tbhk hanako #jshk hanako #jibaku shoujo hanako kun #tbhk manga #tbhk anime

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httpsdana · 1 year

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ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

Hello. I’m here to write one-shots for both f1 drivers and football players. All the things that I will be posting at first are already posted on my wattpad so the new requests will be posted on both wattpad and tumblr. Anyways here is the prompt list and I hope you enjoy <3. requests are always open <3

I DONT WRITE SMUT

ps: these prompts aren’t mine, credits to the authors. And I take some time to write because of school.

1-"Is that my t-shirt ?"

2-"come here"

3-"Look how perfect you look in my arms"

4-"god I love your smile"

5-"Are you blushing ?"

6-"you're an idiot" "yeah but I'm your favorite idiot"

7-"my favorite new pillow" "I can't breath" "I don't care"

8-" If I could, I would take you everywhere with me"

9-"it's 2 am, go back to sleep"

10-"absolutely no" "pleaseee" "mhmh no"

11-"You're my favorite person ever"

12-"Did you know that at least a kiss a day keeps the doctor away ??"

13-"I'm your boyfriend and I demand you kiss me right now"

14-"I missed you"

15-"good morning sunshine " " fuck off"

16-"Someone's pissed "

17-"Look what I got you"

18-"Remind me again how I got stuck with you"

19-"I hate you" "no you don't" "no I don't"

20-"Kiss me"

21-"I trust you"

22-" you cold? take my jacket"

23-"You're driving me crazy you know that ?"

24-"I've been so worried, where the fuck have you been ??"

25-"you're a menace you know that ?"

26-"Hold up. Are you jealous ?"

27-"tell me what's wrong"

28-"Don't you ever do that again"

29-"you're a pain in my ass" "shut up, you love me"

30-"Just once"

31-"YOU DID WHAT ?"

32-"you're not funny" "please, I'm hilarious"

33-"I hate you" "love you too sweetheart"

34-"I'm marrying an idiot"

35-"I sent you to the store for one thing" "yes" "did you get it ?" "no"

36-"let me explain" "I don't even want to know"

37-"He's kidnapping me, KIDNAPPER HELP " "I'm her boyfriend everyone" "KIDNAPPER"

38-"Permission to kiss you ?" "Permission granted"

39-"Shut up you're not my mum/dad"

40-"Did you just kiss me ?"

41-"Are you trying to intimidate me ?" "Depends, is it working ?"

42-"do that again"

43-"I did something stupid" "does it affect me ?" "no, but I-" "then suffer in silence"

44-"I'm tired" "come here"

45-"Please ?" "Nope" "pretty please ?"

46-"My mum/dad loves you"

47-"You smell so good"

48-"Have I told you how pretty you look today "

49-"How is my gorgeous girlfriend doing today ?" "What did you do?"

50-"I feel so sick, please give me cuddles"

51-"is that my hoodie?" "no, not anymore."

52-"darling, you're staring. again."

53-"kill the damn spider!" "listen, I think now is the right time to tell you I am absolutely terrified."

54-"can I kiss you?"

55-"I hate you." "no, you don't."

56-"mate, that's my sister!"

57-"your presence is disturbing me. please shut up." "come here and make me."

58-"hang on, are you blushing?"

59-"hey honey, I'm streaming. want to come and say hello?"

60-"I am so punching you in the face if you don't stop." "id rather have you kissing me."

61-"did you just ask me out?"

62-"is that a baby bump or have you been eating a snack child?" "shut the fuck up, he doesn't know yet!"

63-"is this what you call flirting?" "you fell for it the first time, though."

64-"what do you want to do today?" "I just want to enjoy my lazy morning with you."

65-"I am sorry for waking you like a child, but I believe I just had a nightmare."

66-"do you want to come with me to the next race? I am sure the paddock will love you."

67-"please play guitar for me."

68-"did we really just kiss on my porch in the pouring rain?" "yeah, we are so cliché."

69-"did you just say you like me?"

70-"you really love her, don't you?"

71-"stay with me tonight."

72-"truth is, you make me a better person. and I'm sure everyone loves you for that."

73-"honey, I think I'm pregnant."

74-"did you just call this a date?"

75-"good god! you're in love with her!"

76-"you're the worst with children." "I wouldn't be if they were ours."

77-"are you even listening?" "sorry sweetheart, you were distracting me."

78-"should I start paying rent for how much I am in your head?"

79-"see you soon, I can't wait to kiss you again."

80-"don't worry, I kiss way better than I talk" "is that an invitation?"

81-"why are you such an ass?" "because I fucking love you!"

82-"can't you see I'm busy?" "I can, but you look too cute to ignore."

83-"did you just throw that at me?"

84-"as much as I love listening to your native language, you know I can't understand shit."

85-"I believe I've just gotten my period." "is there anything I can do for you?"

86-"please don't say you love me."

87-"I can't imagine a world with you gone."

88-"it's hard to believe but everything will be okay. I promise." "no, that is not a promise you can make."

89-"I guess we just weren't meant to be. not in this life."

90-"honestly? I am so fucking tired of being your secret."

91-"please, give me one more chance." "no. you have run out."

92-"I really never meant for me to hurt you." "but you did."

93-"I truly don't care, I'm done. get out."

94-"listen, I know I messed up, but i am unable to continue without you."

95-"I thought you loved me." "I did."

96-"what do we call this? what is this going on between us?"

97-"the choice is simple. either love me and pick me, or let me go. I'm not doing this anymore."

98-"then tell me, why the hell did you leave?"

99-"don't you see I'm fucking trying not to fall apart?"

100-"I can't. I don't want to get hurt again."

101-"I can't lose you." "but I am already gone."

102-"I'm not leaving, end of story." "yes, yes you are."

103-"don't you dare fucking walk away from me! I'm talking to you!" "and I'm done listening to you."

104-"you tricked me into loving you and left when you realized you couldn't handle the commitment."

105-"can I ask, what the hell have I ever done that you hate me this much?"

106-"it will be okay." "no, it will never be okay. was there ever a moment where I was enough for you?"

107-"please stop. you're scaring me."

108-"what is your fucking problem?" "the problem is that I think I'm in love with you, and I am absolutely terrified!"

109-"why do you always do this?" "it's easier to shut everyone out. nothing personal. just say I'm the problem and go."

110-"get those three words out of your dirty mouth. they are way too meaningful to be spoken out when you don't mean it."

111-"what the hell happened to us?"

112-"look me in the eyes and say that again."

113-was there ever a moment your heart properly loved me?" "there was. until I broke it in the process."

114-"I know it's the wrong thing to do, but I kinda want to."

116-"is this distracting?" "well what do you expect?"

117-"I am so bored." "I might have an idea."

118-"fucking hell, shut your mouth." "make me."

119-"you are mine." "wait, are you fucking jealous?"

120-"do you like what you see, sweetheart?"

121-"alright, what do I get if I win?"

122-"This movie is too scary. Turn it off."

123-"I think you're due for a haircut."

124-"Isn't this, like.. illegal ?" "Probably"

125-"You're really drunk right now. I don't think you're gonna remember any of this." "No, I'm not drunk at all, you're just blurry."

126-" I vote today be a pyjama day !"

127-"Am I your lock screen ?" "You weren't supposed to see that."

128-"You're not annoying me, it actually makes me happy when you come to me for things like this."

129-"I don't need reason to bring you flowers, I just wanted to."

130-"Are you planned to stay glued to my side the whole day?"

131-"I can't stop looking at your mouth. Not even in a sexual way, you've just got a cute mouth."

132- "Hey cutie, are you single ?" "We've been dating for a year."

133-"I brought you your coffee."

134-"You look like you need a hug."

135-"Do you believe in soul mates?"

136-"Can you feel my heart beating that fast for you?"

137-"Did you just lick me?"

138-"shh.. stop fussing, I'm just braiding your hair."

139-"C'mere, you can seat in my lap until I'm done working."

140- "Are you flirting with me ?" "You finally noticed ?"

141- "What is you're favorite color ?" "The color of your eyes.."

142- "I think you might be my soul mate."

143-"I can't believe you still get flustered when I tell you I love you, even though I've been doing it for years now!"

145-"You're so fucking hot when you're mad."

146-"Stop biting that fucking lip."

147-"I'm not jealous...It's just ...You're mine."

148-"I don't fucking care you're supposed to be mine."

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 2 years

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༉‧₊˚. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝

― pairing: spencer reid x plus size!reader

― summary: after many years of unsuccessful romance, your new workplace is that last place you had expected to meet the love of your life.

― warnings: literally none besides some suggestive content at the end.

― wc: 1605

⋆ a/n: yet again i'm back with a random fic, i was quite displeased with the smut: fluff: angst ratio on my account so i figured why not throw in this? this is already posted on ao3.

masterlist | AO3

You couldn't believe that this was real, even though you have pinched yourself more times than you could count today. It was like you were in a daze the entire day before your feet were planted on the sandy back porch of your honeymoon location, the grains feeling foreign under the soles of your feet, the splash of the waves sounding like a newly heard melody. The thought of the man of your dreams sleeping only a few feet away from you was surreal, the only thing separating the two of you being the sliding glass doors.

You didn't date a lot when you were a teenager, most of the boys only interested in the slim girls who did sports or knew how to dress; and even the boys that weren't even considered popular refused to see past your fat body. That fact never bothered you because you didn't want those type of people yearning after you anyways. When it came time for you to do something with your life, you randomly chose criminology. The people on TV made it look easy, so why not try it out?

That's how you landed yourself in the FBI hot seat, passing all of your tests with flying colors. Maybe it was because you had grew an unrelenting passion for the field, igniting that fire of determination that had long been put out.

You hadn't expected to be employed under the BAU, even being given the intimidating title of ‘Agent.’ Even though you were nervous, you hadn't expected much to come from it, maybe a few injuries, or life threatening situations — which you were prepared for — but nothing could prepare you for the boy genius you had heard so much about.

You liked to say that it was game over for you the moment he walked through the elevator of the bureau, his hair a mess, the cardigan he was wearing was loose, as well as his pants, but the outfit was surprisingly fitting. His large brown eyes were filled with curiosity as he watched his co-workers crowd around you, especially since Penelope had taken a special interest in you.

Morgan liked to say that you had hearts in your eyes when Spencer introduced himself to you, your hand clenching around your bag strap in an attempt to try & keep your composure. You wish you could say that the things you felt for him were superficial, but they continued to grow as you got to know the intelligent man. You learned to love his rambles, his random facts and history speeches, his spacing out when he's connecting the dots in his head, the sugary coffee that you were convinced was mostly just the sweetened grain, his ever changing haircuts. He was perfect to you.

You hadn't expected your feelings to amount to anything, but that all changed when Spencer stopped at your desk, his face flushed and his body twitching. Both of his hands held a coffee, his fingers visibly trembling. To others, this wasn't a surprise, everyone could tell that he had feelings for you; the way his stare would linger, how he would bring you your favorite kind of coffee when you were neck deep in files, how he would invite you to watch a movie with him (most of the time they were in another language), and his nerdy cons. All of the things that he held dear, he shared with you, yet you were still oblivious.

You had never seen him so nervous, his words coming out in a stutter as his eyes looked everywhere but yours, holding onto the styrofoam cup like a vice. You didn't hesitate to say yes to him, the look of relief on his face was admirable, your heart blooming in your chest.

You had no idea that your relationship would go down in history until Spence had gotten down on one knee, that same charming uneasiness on his face when he had first asked you to be his girlfriend. You could've screamed ‘yes’ at the top of your lungs if it didn't make you look like you were crazy. You could feel your inner high school girl swoon, a man that you deemed unreachable was now yours, and he wanted you to be in his life force, to exist with him as his wife. The concept shook you, the words ‘why’ buried deep in the back of your choked you as you stared at the ring on your finger, the band snugly fit, as if it was always meant to be there.

You had to admit that being engaged to Spencer was difficult — frustrating — seeing as though work has gotten in the way, and your lovely husband-to-be couldn't seem to keep his divorce rate facts to himself. You knew he was anxious, that he didn't mean anything by it, but sometimes one of his not so fun facts was the last thing you needed to hear. You knew you were going to have your moments together; you were about to be married to him for Christ's sake, you might as well get used to it if you didn't want to end up being a part of his statistics.

Penelope badgered you about the wedding; what's your color scheme? Who were going to be your bridesmaids? And her personal favorite, who was going to be your maid of honor?

You had yet to figure that out, because killers weren't considerate, they didn't care that you wanted to get married, or how you hadn't gotten more than two hours of sleep this past month. When you had finally found some free time, you decided to get hitched when everyone was gracefully given vacations. You were angsty, giving into Penelope and allowing her to plan almost everything, knowing that she'd probably get it done faster than you probably could've.

That's how you ended up here, gazing at the moon that casted it's light over the largely open water, the reflection causing a ripple down the middle, almost like something out of a movie.

The doors had prevented you from hearing any movement as Reid stirred awake, his body notifying him of the absence of your warmth that he had grown so familiar too was no longer lying next to him. He laid on his side as he spotted you standing there looking up at the moon, the glow of the night sky making you appear to him as a goddess, and even without it you were still as such.

The quiet pop of the door opening breached the silent atmosphere, his lithe but firm arms wrapped themselves around your soft waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. The mop of curls on his head that tickled the side of your face elicited a small shiver to run up your spine and wrack throughout your body.

“Hi, husband.” You said through a grin, your own reaching up to run your fingers through the strands. “Hey, wife.” He responded just as dreamily, his own voice rough with sleep. “What are you doing out here?” Your chest rose and fell at the question as a sign escaped you. “I'm just still shocked that it finally happened, that's all.” He nuzzled his nose into your cheeks, breathing in your natural musk. “Why?” You just shrugged. “It just felt like the odds were against us, you know? Work had been more stressful than ever, cases stacking up by the millisecond, it was as if everyone had decided that they wanted to kill someone.” You finished with a huff.

Spencer chuckled at the last part, but you were right, it has almost been a year of you two being engaged before you were able to even make a reservation.

“We're here now, aren't we?” He asked, gently spinning you around to face him. He looked gorgeous; his hair messy, lips chapped, his pajama shirt was wrinkled & slightly twisted, but nothing about his face showed any stress, even the bags that seemed to forever be an accessory on his under eyes.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, your bodies pressed close together.

“From the moment I met you, it was as if my heart knew something that I didn't. For the first time in my life, I didn't know; I didn't know how to act, what to say, or how to treat you, but somewhere in my body wanted to get closer to you. I don't care about what others think about us when we're out in public, or that your thighs touch and your stomach hangs, you are already the most beautiful girl in the world to me. I only have eyes for you, and it'll stay that way for the rest of our lives.” He spoke just like he did at the altar, words tender and promising, nothing but truth underlined his words as his eyes shined in awe.

“You should've put those in your vows.” You said through tears. His hands cupped your cheeks, thumbs swiping away at the salty liquid. “I meant what I said. I love you, _______.” He then joined your lips in a tender kiss, further displaying how complex his emotions for you truly were. There was no lustful intent, no expectation even though you had yet to have sex that night, just two people in love that promised eternity together.

When your lips separated, you let out a shuttering breath. “I love you too.” Your lips breaking out in a smile as he brought them together once again, your giggles disappearing into the night as he showered you with his affection in more ways than one.

#spencer reid x reader #Spencer Reid x plus size reader #spencer reid fanfiction #plus size!reader #x plus size reader #plus size reader #x chubby reader #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid angst

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austinsgirl · 2 years

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met gala | austin x reader

pairings: austin x fem!reader

summary: it’s both yours & austins first time at the met gala. not only is it both of your first times, but it’s your first public appearance as a couple.

rating: g, pure fluff

word count: 752

cross posted on wattpad

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Today is finally the day.

You & Austin are all dressed up and ready to walk your first carpet at the MET Gala.

But not only is this your first time at the MET, it's your first public appearance as a couple.

"Babe, I don't know if I can do this." You say to Austin, as you're in the car on the way.

"Hey, I'm nervous too. It's my first time going to this thing as well."

"Okay, yes, but we're also making our debut as a couple. I've never walked a red carpet before either. Like, how do I pose? How do I smile? What are they going to say about me? Will they like me? Will they not-

"Babe, relax. It'll be alright. You've seen plenty of celebrities walk carpets, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then just do what they do. For smiling, just do what feels right. Give em' a smirk, flash a big grin, give them a smolder."

"Okay, but what about us? What are they going to think?"

"Who cares what they think. If they don't like us together, if they just simply don't like you or me, who cares? All you need to know is that no matter what, I love you & no can change that. I won't let anyone break us apart, okay? I love you so much y/n."

"I love you too, Aus. So much."

"Alright, let's do this." he says to you, as the car pulls up to the drop off spot on the carpet.

You take a deep breath before walking out of the car, hand in hand with Austin.

Cameras everywhere, immediately on the both of you.

Austin can sense your tension & nervousness. "You got this." he squeezes your hand, reassuring you.

You & Austin make your way to the carpet. You hear the paparazzi yelling his name, asking questions like, "Who's the girl?!" "Is this your girlfriend?!"

Your heart races a million beats per minute. Well that's what it feels like anyway. Thinking, "How do these celebrities do this, with all this attention?"

Austin puts his arm around your waist, bringing you close. You set your hand on his chest, & you look up at him. He looks down at you with those bright blue eyes. Seeing him smile, brings a smile to your face. Without any hesitation, he kisses you in front of everyone, something you were expecting.

"Wow. I'll never get over those lips." you say to him, mesmerized by his kiss.

"I'll never get over yours, so I guess that makes two of us. But um, I'm gonna get some shots with Priscilla for a minute. I'll meet you at the end of the steps?"

"Yeah, sure." you say nervously, as you're not wanting him to leave your side.

You stand and wait for Austin to come back to you. You decided to pose on your own. Might as well as they're constantly flashing their cameras. The longer you're there, the more comfortable you become.

Moments later, Austin comes back. "Im so proud of you. Look at you posing all by yourself."

"Thank you, baby. I guess it's not so bad."

You walk up the stairs of the MET & get to the first interviewer.

They ask Austin about his upcoming film "Elvis", and of course before they let us go, they ask "Now, who is this beautiful woman beside you?"

Austin responds, "This is my girlfriend, y/n."

"Well, nice to meet you, y/n!"

"Nice to meet you too." you say shyly.

"If you don't mind me asking, where'd you two meet?" the interviewer asks.

"Um, we met when I was filming "Elvis" actually." Austin responds.

You chime in, "Yeah, I was on the hair & makeup team, so of course we spent a lot of time together, getting to know each other. Before I knew it, he asked me out on a date on our off day, and we really hit it off."

"So you've been together for quite awhile now?" they ask.

Austin responds, "Yeah, about 2 years now. We decided to stay private until now to really enjoy our time together before life became crazy with all the promo days & premieres. I think it was a really good thing for us to do."

"That's great. Very happy for you both & I can't wait to see the film."

"Thank you, truly. Have a good night." Austin says to them.

He grabs onto my hand & we finished out the interviews before making our way inside to finish out a great night.

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#austin butler fanfiction #austin butler imagine #austin butler #austin butler one shot #austin butler smut #austin imagine

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zenaidamacrouras1 · 16 days

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15 questions for 15 friends

I got tagged by @voylitscope and @booksandabeer. Hello, I hope y'all are doing very well today.

Are you named after anyone? >>> Yes, my dad, being the third child, my parents thought this was amusing. I used to hate it (my relationship with my dad is COMPLICATED and my name is gender neutral, which as a more or less gender neutral adult, I like, but as a kid who felt really confused about gender, I did not).

I've grown into it. Our first and middle names are one letter different, but, fun fact, when I bought my house they spelled my name like his name on the deed and he briefly owned my house, I guess? I mean, I fixed the typo. I joked about it to the real estate agent people and they were like "your dad didn't actually own your house just because of this typo, you know that right?" and like yeah, I know, it's just funny.

When was the last time you cried? >>> I rarely cry, for whatever reason. I occasionally get a stoic, manful misting in my eyes or brief tightness in the back of my throat I have to swallow down while staring into the distance. It's probably not healthy, but I have bigger fish to fry. (and if I'm crying into my fish frying grease the tears will make the oil will pop everywhere, so we can't have that, this metaphor is getting confusing).

Do you have kids? >>> I do. I talk about them all the time because they are fun interesting people and also my pals.

What sports do you play/have you played? >>> My rebellion as a child was to not play sports, which I definitely regret, but I did do ballet for a long time, I was always a "back row" dancer e.g. the worst in the class but there's nothing wrong with spending a great deal of time doing something you're quite bad at. Anyway, I'm better at ballet than most people who never took lessons.

Do you use sarcasm? >>> No. (hahahahahahahahhhaaaa)

What’s the first thing you notice about people? >>> Ummm...vibes?

What’s your eye color? >>> Glowing red when I'm doing an evil spell, but otherwise blue.

Scary movies or happy endings comedies? >>> I almost never watch movies. What kind of movie is Lord of the Rings and The Winter Soldier? Those two, plus a few others.

Any talents? >>> I am good at making quick assessments and breaking down complex things into simple, easier to understand things, which, damn those ancient Greeks for always being right, is probably as much of a weakness as a strength. Also I have won a blue ribbon for quilting at a state fair which is very wholesome as I am a wholesome, stoic midwesterner.

Where were you born? >>> A very wholesome, stoic hospital in the rural midwest, surrounded by cornfields to the horizon.

What are your hobbies? >>> laying in bed and reading, walking places, sewing things, writing stuff, wishing everyone would leave me alone for ten damn minutes, feeling antsy when no one is bothering me.

Do you have any pets? >>> I just posted a picture of my cat. I didn't mention it there but she has bad eyesight and can't jump up to things, she often misses so just climbs everything or stays on the ground. It was great when she was an outside cat because she couldn't catch birds, though she would sometimes manage a snake and bring it in the house and leave it in the laundry basket.

How tall are you? >>> 5'11" but for what it's worth I'm the shortest person in my immediate family.

Favorite subject in school? >>> I really liked sociolinguistics classes in college. I liked art and biology and creative writing classes too. I like a lot of things. I like learning. I loved going to college. I'm a first generation college student and aside from the angst and bad attempts at romance and depression and anxiety and panic attacks, I really did feel lucky the whole time I was in college.

Dream job? >>> I need a job that helps people because I can only make myself do something boring if it I feel like I "owe" someone. I need a job that changes every few weeks so it is less boring. Both criteria I basically have, except I would like my current job to be less stressful and endlessly high stakes, except if it wasn't I would probably be bored, and also I would like fewer people that annoy me.

God I'm supposed to tag people now. What an absolute nightmare. Okay. I'm doing it. Don't hate me. @burberrycanary @msilverstar @bookgeekgrrl @fsbc-librarian @late-to-the-party-81 @blackwood4stucky @otpcutie

#zenaida talks (too much)#writer asks #ask games #ask away #god no one wants to know any of this #I will do anything not to do my job #waiting for the ritalin to kick in

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wonderlandleighleigh · 8 months

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Hi🩷🙂,

Schniders in Stars Hollow: literally anything with Lenny. I'll take anything, maybe something related to the bookstore and Jess? Just anything. Only if you want to though

🩷🩷🩷

(Season 2, pre Teach Me Tonight)

It's strange to wake up alone these days. But sometimes Midge leaves town for work, and when that happens, Lenny starts his day early.

Coffee and the newspaper, and then a walk to main street for more reading (they get the Times at home, but he gets the Post and the Daily News and the Voice from the newsstand).

Fall in Stars Hollow is really something. It reminds him a little of living on Long Island, the way the foliage is. It's nice. He never really thought he'd appreciate it this way, but here he is, looking around at the reds and oranges and yellows and browns in admiration as he carries his stack of papers to Luke's.

It's not too crowded yet, still early as it is. Kirk is here, and Tom is getting a breakfast sandwich to go. It's just Luke behind the counter this early. Especially on a Saturday. Caesar will show up in an hour, and Jess will stumble in from upstairs soon enough.

"Mornin', Lenny," Luke greets him. "Coffee?"

"Yes, please," he nods as he looks up from his reading. "Anything special on the menu today?"

"Blueberry muffins just came out of the oven," Luke offers.

Lenny grins. "One of those, please, with a little jam, and an egg sandwich on a sesame bagel with cheddar and tomato?"

"You got it," Luke nods, scribbling it down. "How's Midge's gig going?"

"Very well," Lenny nods. "She called last night after Shy Baldwin got her soused."

Luke chuckles. "I don't know why you stayed behind."

Lenny shrugs good-naturedly. "Ad far as I am aware, I am still banned from Vegas. And your blueberry muffins are much better than the crap at a Vegas breakfast buffet."

"Flattery will not get you a free extra muffin," Luke tells him as he walks off.

"Rats."

He goes back to his papers, only looking up when the door opens and Rory steps in, looking sleepy. She slumps down at his table and lets her head thump against his copy of the Daily News.

"It's Saturday, teenagers don't exist this early," Lenny jokes gently.

She groans and sits up. "I'm volunteering at a soup kitchen in Hartford today."

"Oh?"

"I need more extracurricular for my college application," Rory explains.

Lenny gazes at her for a quiet moment before setting his copy of the Voice down. "Do me a favor?"

"What?" She asks as Luke sets two cups of coffee down in front of them.

"Remember that college is not the be-all end-all of your life," he tells her. "I know it's very important to you, but plenty of people go their whole lives being perfectly happy without going."

She nods slowly, lifting her coffee to take a sip. "I'm going to Harvard."

He thinks about pushing. About explaining that life seldom turns out the way we hope. But she's so young, and it's so early.

Lenny sighs and grins, patting her elbow as she drinks more coffee. "Yes. Harvard."

At that moment, as expected, Jess stumbles in from the back staircase, looking bleary.

Rory rolls her eyes. "What a jerk."

Lenny chuckles as Luke settles a plate of multiple muffins on the table. "You do love me."

"Shut up, Lenny," Luke tells him.

Lenny smirks and looks at Rory again as he takes a muffin. "Flirting will get you everywhere."

Rory giggles. "You sound like Mom."

"Why not? Everyone thinks she's mine and Midge's, anyway," he jokes.

Rory laughs again as she takes her own muffin. "I should head out," she says, reaching for the money in her pocket.

Lenny waves her off. "It's on me."

"But-"

"Leave."

Rory grins and hugs him briefly around the neck before heading for the door. "Bye!"

He shakes his head and goes back to his paper.

#fic #au #tmmm #gilmore girls #the schneiders of stars hollow #rory gilmore #luke danes #fictional lenny

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captain-aralias · 11 months

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giving birth

idk, i'm pretty sure some people wouldn't write a post about going into labour on tumblr, but it's a thing i wanted to write about, so - it's here if you want it! if you'd rather avoid, don't click the read more.

things normal people might want to know outside the cut:

baby is now 11 days old <3 things are generally going well. i sleep between about 11pm and 3am, and then again 8am to 10am

it's been hard to get enough brain together to write a post like this, reply to comments, read fic, etc, as many of my most cogent hours have been visitor hours or hanging out with my partner. the night shift is not a good time to do things that aren't watching TV. i've managed to Read Half a Book (daisy jones and the six - easy going, i like it)

i was going to cosplay him as baby simon snow left at the orphanage, but he looks nothing like simon (much more like baz - currently: grey eyes, reddish-gold skin, dark hair), and also i don't want to write on my baby :o

surprise fourth entry: we think the terrace house next door has been turned into a brothel ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ok - birth stuff after this. not too much gory detail, probs, but some.

the beginning part you already know!

waters broke on thursday 11th, just after i woke up. this was two days after the stitch was removed, and therefore almost certainly related, so hooray for stitch! kept the baby in until 37 weeks.

i'd been worried that i might not realise my waters had broken, as apparently this is totally possible. i am here to tell you - that YES, it is possible. i clocked what it probably was immediately, but also it wasn't a 4 cups of liquid is everywhere sort of deal, it was more like - about half a cup every hour or so. and so i thought - this is probably what is happening, but maybe it's not and i should have done more pelvic floor exercises.

went to hospital. got hooked up to the machine that monitors baby heartbeat and movement. nothing much happening, although heartbeat all ok. the midwife on duty was called 'merlyn' - true story.

she asked me to walk around for a bit and come back, so my partner and i walked to the costa coffee inside the hospital. i ordered one of the new 'bubble' drinks, because i thought - why not? it's sugary and cold, these are things that make babies move. the drink was...... not good. blueberry slushy with cream on top and bubbles that were a) too big to fit through the absolutely normal straw and b) apparently were a cross between blueberries and popping boba. i say apparently as i'd given up by then and my partner ate them.

anyway - this detail included just to show you how surreal and nothingy early labour was. we walked back, hooked back up to the machine. baby now kicking a bit, and merlyn asked me whether i just had a really high pain tolerance and therefore wasn't upset about the contractions. i said, 'i dont know - guess we're about to find out' 🤔

agreed i probably wasn't in labour yet, so i was sent home, but asked to come back at 4.30 for my pre-scheduled scan with the nice doctor who first realised my cervix was open, and who we've seen regularly since (because my partner rang to complain when we had no follow up, and because this doctor was the one who rang us back and then made sure we were seen afterwards. not brilliant work from NHS administrators).

was also told if i didn't go into labour before hand, to come back at 8.30am (24 hours after waters broken) to be induced. given leaflet about induction methods. key take away - could take up to 3 days. sounds terrible.

home for 2 hours, back to hospital for scan.

we were waiting around for about half an hour. shown in - doctor says, 'we've had some difficult patients today, sorry! but you should be easy'. my partner tells her my waters have broken - she's surprised! (but pleased) no one has managed to tell her or put it in any notes, which she just reviewed. again - great job. i do love you NHS, but what is going on? a student midwife is trying to scan me - and has had to deal with all these previous difficult cases. with little amniotic fluid left, her job is basically impossible. sorry :'(

but - waters breaking confirmed! honestly, until that point i was still not sure. doctor says, induction could be offered immediately, but we mostly don't do that as in almost all cases you go into labour before 24 hours. i said thank you again for spotting my cervix being open. weird to think we won't see her again!!

went home. watched the end of 'little dorrit' (overall - it's good. so many famous people. the ending is a bit all over the place, though). about 9pm started feeling period-pain type pain. figured: probably a contraction! definitely did not feel like i expected in that there was no real release. it was just - now you're having a painful period. i called maternity triage again to say there was blood in the water now, and they reminded me that was totally normal (mucus plug, i guess) and to come back when things were serious.

so - i went to sleep.

woke up at about 2am. contractions now serious business, but also still... not as serious as i'd expected. again: basically it felt like period pain, this time crossed with constipation. and then it would go away, and i'd feel totally normal again, which i was not expecting.

we'd been told to come in when the contractions were every 5 minutes for an hour. my contractions were coming about ever 2-3 minutes. after about 20 minutes, i told my partner that i wanted to go to the hospital now, even if we should really wait. this was the RIGHT decision.

i'm the only one who can drive our car. it was obviously not a good idea to drive the car. i called an uber. unfortunately the labour ward is on the other side of the hospital to the main entrance, and doesn't have an address you can give uber..... retrospectively i'd have done better just putting in the street, like i usually did, but i tried to use the labour ward post code. we ended up at the main entrance, which was shut.

erin (my partner) keeps telling people that the uber drive was annoyed i slammed the door of his car, but i honestly do not remember this. the drive was about 10 minutes, during which i alternated between feeling bad and feeling totally fine.

we didn't bother trying to direct the driver to the right part of the hospital, just got out. erin wanted to go and get a wheelchair, but i didn't want to just sit on the ground outside the hospital in the middle of the night while she did that, and i felt completely fine ... except when i didn't.

so we walked to the labour ward. it's about 5 minutes from the entrance. i sat on the floor when the contractions came. then walked again. cool times.

arrived at maternity triage. again, it felt like going there every other time we'd ever been there - my key take away is that most of being in labour was extremely underwhelming. pain was not great, to the extent that i was thinking 'i can see why people don't like labour, maybe this was a terrible idea', but i could still think things like that. they hooked me up to the same machine as they had in the morning, and this time it said - yes, definitely in labour (which i knew, but ho hum - it was doing its best!).

asked to confirm i was a low risk pregnancy. we were like - nope, don't think so. ivf, stitch, isnt that in the notes??

a midwife came over and was like - "WOW, you're 8cm dilated." (of the necessary 10cm) at which point they started to take everything a bit more seriously. but they also described a bunch of pain relief options - and i was like, whatever, give me whatever i can have. and then was told - oh no, you actually can't have pethadine, water birth, or epidural of these as you're too far along. (which i also knew, but then why offer?)

i'd sort of suspected this might be the case, given how my cervix tried to open at 21 weeks. so my birth plan was basically 'whatever'. v glad i hadn't had my heart set on anything in particular.

they wheeled me down the corridor to one of the birthing rooms. they wouldn't let me go to the toilet in case i had the baby in the toilet..... that's how quickly things were happening.

i managed to change into the hospital gown, then got onto the bed. 'this is such a comfortable bed' i told my partner, although later (post birth) i realised that it wasn't... but i appreciated it a lot at the time.

i WAS allowed gas and air, hurrah. i'm extremely keen on doing things that make my life easier, so i accepted, obvs. basically, you breathe in during the contractions, and breathe out of the mask normally when you're not contracting.

THIS made the whole experience very different from just 'intense period pain', in part probably because the pain was ramping up, but also because whenever i wasn't contracting i felt completely off my face from the gas. overall, i thought this was a decent pain relief option. i also liked how breathing in the gas gave me something to focus on while pain was happening and it was a clear signal to everyone else that it was happening.

i probably had about... 5 more before my body was like 'maybe time to push'. (it really did feel different/like an actual urge). midwife told me i couldn't have the gas and air anymore - boo - just focus on pushing when the urge came.

pushed...... but obviously it hurt, so even though they were like 'keep pushing!' i thought, i will just relax because that's less painful. (great job, brain.) but i only faked out twice.

they invited a doctor in, because i was bleeding, and baby's heartrate was dropping. i agreed to the episiotomy because even though i reeeally didn't want that, i obviously would do whatever to get the baby safe.

retrospectively, my partner and i think that probably i was bleeding because i'd just had the stitch out two days before and those wounds had opened. but neither of us thought of it at the time, and no one assisting with the birth had had time to read the notes. (this is a theme of the post, not to be too whingey - but it was a shame). but anyway, the cutting (boo) came with a side of local anaesthetic (HOORAY) so actually it felt like a very good decision at the time, even above baby's safety.

one more contraction, one more push - baby was born in one go.

he's premature-levels of small at 5lb 10oz (5th percentile), even though he's technically full term. this is why erin and i think the bleeding was from the stitch rather than the baby, although one of the midwives suggested perhaps he was holding his arm up next to his face and that made him seem bigger. the scan we got the day before estimated his weight as being more normal, but scans are super unreliable particularly late in pregnancy.

really a very easy birth, as far as i can tell. i had slept through a lot of the early stage. the fear of being at home at not with medical professionals was the worst bit (and we fixed that by just going in even when we weren't sure) and as soon as it was over, i felt immediately fine. the whole thing had taken 2 hours tops. baby born at 4.30am.

i thought i'd cry when they gave me the baby, but actually i was too surprised that he was actually there and alive. (my partner cried.) the umblical cord looks creepy and alien. we'd agreed a medical professional should cut the cord, rather than erin (who wants to do this? they just want dads to feel involved). i got to hold him baby while they gave me the shot to deliver the placenta. barely felt it.

then had to give baby to erin for 30 minutes while a fuck tonne of stitches were put in... the amount of sewing involved was definitely worrying. i'd assumed maybe like... two stitches, but... it was a lot. can't recommend (though could not feel it at the time.)

after that, we just got to hang out in the room. i showered, changed, they brought me (but not erin) some breakfast and lunch. they did tests on the baby, most of which he passed. didn't pass the hearing test but apparently this is normal, as lots of babies have fluid in their ears. we think he can hear as he has startled at loud noises since. all the clothes i'd brought were hilariously too big.

sent home about 12 hours after the birth. could have stayed if we'd wanted to, but definitely did not.

i felt totally fine the entire day of the birth, full of LOTS of adrenalin. second day was also ok. third day was my crash. i got a cold, which was NOT good for my pelvic floor (and which i still have, RIP). my stitches hurt, the sleep debt had kicked in and i was hobbling everywhere, and breastfeeding wasn't going well. before the birth i'd been very much of the opinion that i'd breastfeed if it was easy, but i found it kind of weird and knew the health benefits were exaggerated. (but not completely, obviously). deep in my hormones, i was not able to hold onto this previously rational view. instead, i was thinking - i have no connection to my baby anymore.

i also cried at the song 'making a man' from the musical operation mincemeat (which is NOT an emotional song - but is about someone with the same name as my baby, who i'd just made), the beginning of the movie 'in the heights' (it was just so good!), the ending of the movie 'pride', and i cried again while describing what had happened at the end of 'pride' and how i'd cried.....

bought several breast pumps, fed the baby formula, took a day off from trying to breastfeed, things pretty much fixed for me (except for the crying at movies) by day 5. going to continue with combination feeding (i.e. breastmilk+formula) though, because it just seems insane to have to wake up every time the baby is hungry. what am i, a sadist? and when people are over - how good not to have to get your breasts out... thank you makers of formula.

ANYWAY. we're now on day 11. feels like baby is pretty easy going for a baby, he only cries when he needs something - which i appreciate, as it helps me keep him alive \o/ he will sleep in his basket, but only if he's already asleep. he prefers to be held. he can sleep for 3 hours at a time, but only during the day - at night you're lucky to get 1 hour, and he has been awake for about 2 hours at a time, unlike about 15 minutes average in the day. he smells nice, he wasn't cute-cute when he first came out, but he is getting extremely cute now and i think he looks more like my partner than an unknown donor (although still all to play for, i think). because he's still super small and almost pre-term, his legs and arms are still all curled up like he's in the womb, even though he's been out 11 days. but he's gradually uncurling them and stretching out.

i like holding him. he makes funny faces. he has a LOT of hair - which means the heartburn was right about that one. (n.b. heartburn is linked to hair, this is an old wives tale that is now scientifically proven) think it's going well, overall <3

n.b. i had to pause at this point because baby woke up. what they say about baby boys peeing on you while you change their nappies is 100% accu-rat, but it's quite funny really. we haven't worked out how to stop it because putting a cloth over him makes him hold it in..... and then you remove the cloth....... fine comedy in action.

my bump was very small, so i was able to put my pre-pregnancy jeans back on after only a few days. hooray, i love jeans.

uterine contractions started about day 6 (this is a thing i feel i did not know about before being pregnant myself. 7 days worth of contractions post baby to bring your uterus back in line). wow, it's like MORE PERIOD PAIN. great. there's less blood than i expected, though. i also can't control my temperature well at night - so i'm super hot while asleep, then get out of bed and start shivvering. apparently this is what the menopause will be like. looking forward to that 😅

not much else to add except the brothel stuff. basically 2 nights ago, someone knocked on my front door at 4.30 (same time baby was born!) in the morning as i was sitting up with baby. rang the doorbell, walked round to peer through the window, and then knocked again. i would not have answered - just wanted him to go away, but erin came down and opened the door, which was (it turns out) the right thing to do, but i was not happy about it - as we live in a semi-dodgy neighbourhood, although i've always felt relatively safe as we're off the highstreet and there are often people outside the pub until 1-2am, which is annoying but also feels like they'd see and stop anything bad.

i was running through scenarios like 'and then he breaks in' or 'and then he stabs whoever opened the door' in my mind. instead he just said something like - 'do you know where the whorehouse is?' and erin said 'wtf, it's 3am' and closed the door.

this could have just been a random incident, and indeed i didn't hear him say 'whorehouse' so i thought it was just a drunk guy asking for directions. but once she told me what he'd said, we then realised that the house next door to us... probably is a brothel. it's been renovated by our ex-neighbours and rented out, all the windows are blacked out, including the skylight we can see out of our windows. there's a complex doorbell system, they refuse to take our packages in, they don't have any bins out the front (which is presumably because no one is using the house as a house), and we've definitely heard people having sex through the walls. though erin thinks they've put up sound insulation just in time to not have to hear the baby crying in retaliation.

she's american and leftie and very against cops, so i'm trying not to be a karen about it. i have not reported it to the police, but i have said to erin already that if anything else happens that makes me feel unsafe...... i probably will. the man knocking on the door makes me not want to be awake with the baby in the night, even though nothing happened. (he broke the first rule of secret brothel - you DONT talk about secret brothel). we don't have our ex-neighbours details, so reporting is all we could do. apart from i guess ask them to move.... (won't be doing that, obvs. confrontation? no thanks.)

hopefully it's fine, and they will just move on at some point. VERY weird, though. and not what i need while hopped up on hormones.

glad to have written this post! feels like a good turning point in baby land, being able to write some words even if it's just this stream of consciousness. i also logged back into work Teams to send some pictures. since he was born, have been out with baby to the midwife (in the car), marks and spencers (in the car with pram), boots (in the pram), and today to a hipster coffee shop (in car, baby slept in pram bassinet). might reply to some comments tomorrow. working back up to actually writing some fic or finishing my lego.

also - it's (almost) hitting me that i have 9 months off work. apart from the sleep, i feel like i could go back to work now.... but i WANT the time off. but usually i only take 2 weeks off, and i've done that now... so it's time to go back to work...

i did read a bunch of other messages on Teams/Slack when i was posting the pictures. v hard not to care. even with something much more important to do.

ok - going to eat some food, now. thank you to anyone who read this far! hope it was interesting as well as long.

not tagging this pregnancy as i was doing it so people could block the tag, but people who don't know me literally found my posts and read them. and ... that's not what this is for.

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