#daddy's little starstruck girl

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Two is Better than One || The Orgy

Part 4 of The Orgy

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.

warnings : Mommy/Daddy kink, oral sex, anal sex, pillow riding, plug usage, strap-ons, swearing, dirty talk (degrading)

The cameras flashed with every move she made. Her hair was perfect. Her makeup was flawless. Her suit was impeccably made. It fits every curve, toned muscle, and pound of flesh she had, not a single stitch out of place. She was La Reina of course, perfect in every shape and form.

The beige complimented her skin beautifully, her confidence allowed for nothing underneath to look so elegant and poise. She smiled like she owned the place, the cries for her to look a certain direction normally bubbled her anxiety but tonight she was feeling herself.

Down at the other end of the red carpet stood another blonde who knew she was gorgeous. Her tie sat on her chest in a perfect knot, her shirt was pressed and her pants had the perfect crease down the front. The black and white brought out the color of her hair and her mesmerizing eyes. She sauntered in with full confidence, shoulders back and chin up for all the photos she knew would have her best side. She looked over and saw the Spaniard at the end, talking to the most beautiful girl she had ever seen.

The girl had on the most beautiful emerald dress that showed off her curves, the thin straps and satin material brought out the beautiful blues and greens in her eyes. The gold necklace and accessories around her wrists rang through the sound of flashes going off. Leah made a beeline towards you, tapping the Spaniard on the shoulder and greeting her politely. You smiled and handed her a mic as well, slipping into the perfect segway of the World Cup final.

Nothing beats a story about the final straight from the captains themselves. This was a promising story and you had the privilege to be the one to write it. The two captains enjoyed the rivalry that had been quite light over the years but there was evidence of a lot of maturity between them and the admiration they both had for each other was very apparent.

Leah explains how the game only motivated the girls to play harder and work harder. Seeing it from the stands and knowing what Alexia had gone through was something that Alexia echoed when asked what it was like playing the Lionesses and not having Leah on the pitch battling it out.

The two made their way into the auditorium, parting ways a little more starstruck than when they set foot on the carpet, the image of you was one that both captains had running around in their minds that night.

Leah approached the bar and asked for a whiskey sour, standing at a cocktail table drumming her fingers on the table while her head bobbed to the music. She sips the last bits of her drink when the smell of your perfume enters her orbit. You had walked behind her towards the bar, a big smile on your face as you sipped the margarita that appeared in front of you a little too quickly.

Leah took a deep breath and walked up to you, handing her an empty whiskey crystal glass and asking for another. You smiled at her and minded your business, not wanting to talk to her more than you needed to, being a journalist and all. Leah surprised you though, leaning on her arm as she stirred her drink.

“I loved doing that interview with you, by the way, Y/N.”

“Oh, I appreciated your time, I’ll make sure to use all the best parts in the final cut!” you thanked her, sipping on your drink nervously. The English woman carried herself well and towered over you a little, smirking a little too smugly at you.

“Are you here with anyone?” Leah asked forwardly, the two double shots of whiskey drinks on an empty stomach already gave her a little buzz.  

A little taken aback and flattered by her line of questioning, Leah was happy to see you shake your head. You were about to ask her the same when the slightly more intimidating captain appeared behind you and asked for a rum and coke in the sexiest accent you had grown to love.

“Hola, Y/N. Leah,” Alexia acknowledged, taking her drink from the bartender with a quiet “gracias,” at the end before she sauntered off back to her friends.

“She knows your name,” Leah said, pointing out that her tone suggested that she knew you before the red carpet interview. Leah was a little disappointed that she had never seen you till tonight, let alone know your name.

“I work for Barça, I’m their sports writer,” you explained, finishing your drinking and asking for water.

Just as Leah’s about to ask you more about your job, your producer texts you that the star guest, Aitana Bonmati just arrived and you need to interview her. The latest Ballon d’Or winner was your last interview before you could clock out and enjoy the party so you make sure to tell Leah that you wanted to talk to her and take up her time.

“She’s my last interview, have an extra strong marg waiting for me?” you tell her and run off, smiling when you hear her stutter her agreement. Leah smirks and turns to the bartender, “You heard the woman, have a marg ready when she’s headed over here again, yeah?”

Over at the Spain delegate table, Alexia had been chewing on the little stirrer in her glass, eyes dark and staring so hard, Marta was sure there would be lasers coming out of her hazel eyes if she put her mind to it.

“Are you trying to kill her, Reina?”

Alexia snapped out of her angered trance and brushed off her co-captain, annoyed that her attempt at wishing for Leah’s downfall was interrupted.

“I wasn’t staring.”

“Ale, if looks could kill about half the room would be dead. You’ve death-stared everyone she’s talked to.”

“How do you–”

“You’re not as subtle as you think, capi. Go get yourself another drink and wait for her at the bar.”

Alexia huffed and stood, readjusting her jacket before walking to the bar. She stares at Leah sitting there, immediately deciding to occupy the seat you were in before you left. Just as she’s about to lift herself into the barstool, Leah pipes up and what she says tips her anger past its boiling point.

“Someone’s in that seat,” Leah provides, looking at the Spain captain with a smile.

“And who might that be?” Alexia asks, albeit a little roughly.

“Your new sports writer, Y/N. She’s asked me to save her the seat.”

“Well, I’ll wait for her too then.”

“Do you need to have everything I have a chance at, Putellas?”

“Please, the better team won that day. And it wasn’t England.”

“You fucking–”

“Hola capi!”

Both their heads whip around and look at you, your big smile making both of their anger dissipate. The bartender listened and had a fresh margarita waiting for you like you requested and Leah smiled as she pushed it towards you. Alexia helped you into your seat and Leah glared at her. You were starting to get a hint of what was going on, feeling a little proud of yourself.

“What were you girls arguing about hm?” you ask innocently, raising your strong drink to your lips. Leah and Alexia nursed their drinks and didn’t answer you before the Spaniard mumbled something in Catalan. You understood the language and giggled, replying to her snarky remark. Alexia laughed and added to it, making you laugh a little harder. The English woman on your right had her eyebrows crossed, a look of pure annoyance on her face.

“I-I made sure he made your drink strong, did he make it right?” she interjected, reaching for your chair to swivel you to face her. You take a long, flirty sip and smile, nodding your head.

“It’s perfect Leah, gracias,” you compliment, rubbing her arm. You feel the ripple of her muscles under her jacket and realize that she’s flexing on purpose, making a conscious effort to feel around a little more.

“Did you make sure no one stole my seat while I was gone?” you ask cheekily, knowing that Ale probably came up here and tried to take your seat.

“She did but I made sure it was kept safe for you, princess,” 

A dark blush creeps up her neck and Leah decides then and there that she wants to keep your neck that shade of red with all her bites when the annoyed Spaniard interjected and spun you back around towards her.

“¿Qué trato tienes con ella?”

"¿Por qué Ale, estás celoso capitán?"

“¿Te estás olvidando de quién perteneces, princesa?”

"Mm, papi, ¿no podemos agregarla a la lista de cosas bonitas que colecciono?"

“¿Es eso lo que quieres, niña bonita?”

"Sí, papi, la quiero tanto" you beg, pulling your best puppy eyes that are guaranteed to make Alexia fold. It does the trick and she nods, swigging down the last of her drink and standing. She steps towards Leah and adjusts her jacket, smirking a little.

“Williamson. Come with me a second.” 

Leah scoffs and stands, following the Spaniard to a quieter side of the room.

“What, Putellas?”

“She has requested for you to join us in our room tonight.”

Leah can’t believe her ears. She blinks a few times and asks the two-time Ballon d’Or winner to repeat herself.

“She wants to fuck you, Williamson. You want her, don’t you?”

“You two a thing?”

“A thing of convenience, yes. Is that a problem?”

“No, quite the opposite.”

“Good. We’re in room 116, meet us there in fifteen minutes.”

Alexia leaves with you on her arm, a little drunken smirk on your face. Leah walks back over to the bar and asks for a cold glass of water. She chugs it all and waits ten minutes before she walks over to the elevators. Her hands sweat a little, and she’s nervous. She stands in front of room 116, hesitant to knock. Just as her right hand gets the courage the door opens and it startles her but your welcoming face calms her racing heart.

 “Come in, you’re right on time!”

You walk in behind her and Leah gawks at the bed and all the stuff on it. There were more toys there than she had at home, harnesses that looked custom-made, and dildos that looked hard to take. Alexia sat in the meeting chair near the window, leg crossed and arms on the rests. Leah stands a little intimidated before you sit in Ale’s lap and look mesmerizing under the tinted orange lights.

“Welcome Williamson, I’m surprised you didn’t chicken out,” Alexia teases and you smack her arm, leaving Leah to cover her chuckles with a few unconvincing coughs.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Putellas.”

“Play nice the two of you or you’re not fucking me.”  

Alexia sighs and regroups, taking a deep breath.

“Leah, welcome. I’ve got a few rules that we use to make this enjoyable. Would you like to say your safeword, amor?”

“Strawberry,” you answer obediently, snuggling back into Alexia’s arms.

“Mine is Apple,” Alexia tells Leah before Leah decides to sit on the edge of the king-sized bed.

“Watermelon,” Leah supplies, leaning forward on her elbows. She smiles, watching your eyes sparkle as she winks at you.

Alexia gets a little annoyed but keeps talking. Her hand around your waist tightens and you lean into her more, green dress a little creased where her hands feel you.

“You will do as I say when I say it, no arguments understand.”

Leah was about to answer her but you piped up with a voice so soft and subtle that it sent shivers down Leah’s spine.

“Yes Daddy,” you whispered to Alexia, standing up and sauntering over to the side of the bed. Leah smiles and watches you, and you smile, seeing both the captain’s eyes on you.

“Mind if you help me take this stunning dress off Mommy?” you ask Leah, watching as her eyes go dark when you use that name on her. Leah nods, walking over to you and helping you unzip your dress. You smile at Alexia and watch her fiddle with her jacket, knowing she’s already feeling hot inside.

“May I?” Leah asks you, pushing the emerald material off your shoulders. You smile and nod, feeling the English skipper’s hand take in all your curves and edges. Leah leans in and kisses along your shoulders and back, whispering how beautiful you looked in that dress and how she longed to see it on the floor in a pile next to her clothes.

Alexia stands in front of you and tilts your head up, eyes boring deep into yours. She smiled kindly, leaning in and pecking your lips. You kiss her back and Leah takes the opportunity to mark your neck up how she wanted to earlier. You moan into Alexia’s mouth and smile against her lips, reaching your arm behind to cradle her head.

Alexia pulls away from you and you step to the side as Leah crashes her lips on Alexia’s. Alexia grabs her face and kisses her back hard, moaning into Leah’s mouth. You stand and watch, biting your lip and rubbing your thighs together. You’ve slipped your underwear off and unclasped your bra, climbing onto the bed how Alexia liked. Leah pushes the Spaniard’s jacket off as hers comes off too, hands in pants struggling to get each other naked fast enough. Hands roam and explore, muscles taut and on display for you to feast your eyes on.

When the two of them finally pull away, you’re on your knees and smirking, holding Alexia’s strap in your hands. She smiles and takes it from you, Leah helping her put it on. There’s a dramatic shift in power in the room, with you and Leah taking a more submissive role as Alexia takes control.

Leah gets on her knees beside you just as Alexia gives her her first command of the night.

“Lay on your back Leah, wanna use your mouth.”

The tingle that sentence sends down Leah’s legs was one that she hoped happened every time Alexia shoved her cock down her throat. Leah did as she said, laying on the bed with her head at the edge. Alexia caressed her cheek and smiled, kissing her lips briefly. Leah sat between your legs, a little buttplug in her hands that you didn’t know was coming.

Alexia’s cock sat on Leah’s face as she caressed her chest. Leah’s nipples perked at her touch, the cold room keeping them rock hard. Leah moaned and smiled, licking up the silicone as the blood in her body slowly rushed to her head.

Alexia stood tall and pressed her cock to Leah’s lips, watching her face get more and more red. Alexia’s hips fuck into her mouth slowly, hands holding her head steady. You, on the other hand, pushed Leah’s legs wide open to play with her wet folds. Leah’s dripping, feeling your fingers play with her clit and ass.  

Alexia gently wrapped a hand around Leah’s neck, feeling the cock bulge in her throat. Your fingers slipped into Leah’s pussy and she moans, the vibrations sent around Alexia’s cock and she felt it in her palm. Alexia smiles and chuckles, slapping her breast a few times before speeding up her hips. You sucked on the buttplug and Alexia watched, eyes hooded and lips already red and bitten from concentration. She pulls out and spits into her open mouth messily just as you slip the plug into Leah, hearing her moan and pant in pleasure. 

Leah scoots up and feels the blood from her head distribute properly, the plug inside her settles just right and she looks up at you with a smirk. She licks Alexia’s spit from all over her mouth and makes sure to keep her eyes on Alexia.

“I wasn’t expecting that but I am so fucking thankful I said yes.”

“Ready for more, Mami?”

“Fuck yes,” Leah pants, turning over and waiting for Alexia to give her further instructions. Alexia smirks, hand reaching for your face and kissing you hard. Leah watches, eyes bouncing between you and Alexia. She takes your breast in her mouth, sucking noisily as you lay down for Alexia.

“Open those pretty legs for me, mi amor,” Alexia asks, and Leah latches off your breast with a loud pop. Your legs open wide and you’re soaked, pussy glistening for Alexia to enjoy. She swipes her fingers through your folds and licks her fingers clean, both you and Leah watching her in awe.

Alexia looks at Leah and she feels immediate obedience fall over her, ready to do her every wish.

“I want you to ride her face while I fuck her pretty pussy. And when I say ride her face, I mean use her like the fucking whore deserves to be used. Got it?”

“Yes Daddy,” Leah replies easily, the title sending pleasure through all your veins. Leah settles on top of you and lowers herself onto your mouth, hands gripping your hair as she grinds down on your tongue. Alexia pushes your legs back as wide as they can and thrusts her hips forward for her cock to effortlessly slide into your pussy. Leah moans when you start sucking on her clit, your hands massaging the plug in her ass gently as you sucked.

Alexia watched you and Leah closely, hips pounding into your hole hard. She almost bent you in half, legs wide open which only helped her cock into your pussy deeper. Leah slipped off your face and turned around to face Alexia, leaning forward with her hands gripping Alexia’s big ones as she ground a little harder on your tongue. Alexia held her steady and kissed her roughly, moaning into Leah’s mouth. You spanked Leah’s ass and fucked it with the plug inside her, feeling her hole clenching on your tongue that you just slipped in. Alexia leaned back and you cried out for her to fuck into you faster, eyes rolling into your head as you struggled to focus on eating Leah out while Alexia fucked your brains out.

Leah was close too, thighs shaking as your skillful tongue suckled and flicked over her sensitive clit. Alexia fondled your clit with her rough hands, angling her hips up into your sweet spot to push you towards the edge. You pulled the plug inside Leah out and that was more than enough stimulation for her to come, orgasm ripping through her hard. She shuddered and moaned your name alongside Alexia’s, collapsing off of you and panting hard. Alexia grinned and simply pulled out, turned you onto your knees, and pushed her big cock back into you. You moaned and cried out for her, feeling your arms get pulled behind your back.

Alexia held you down and pounded into you, lips muttering dirty things into your ear to spur you on.

“You take it so well, amor. Can’t wait to see Leah on the end of my cock when I’m done with you hm? You wanna come all over it and make her taste how much of a good girl you are for me?”

“Yes Daddy!” you scream, coming hard and all over her cock. Alexia ruts into you despite your cries of sensitivity, pulling out only when she knew she’d leave you shuddering for a good thirty seconds afterward. Alexia kisses you and holds you as you settle, kissing your damp hair gently.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Leah compliments, the stars in her eyes tell Alexia that she’s more than ready to take her cock.

"Ven aquí, cariño,” Alexia beckoned, Leah crawled over and kissed Alexia’s neck slowly going lower and lower. Soon she was face to face with her wet cock and Leah immediately took it in her mouth, tasting you all over it. Leah moaned, eyes locked with Alexia’s who looked almost feral.

She studied her expressions and smirked a little menacingly, eyes dark and lust-driven. You sat obediently by her side, watching Leah suck Alexia’s cock and taste you on it.

“Doesn’t she taste like magic, cariño?”

“Yes Daddy, she does,” Leah answers, kissing the tip before kissing Alexia passionately. Alexia tastes you on her lips and you can see their tongues fight for dominance, the exchange of your taste turns you on immensely.

Alexia settles in behind Leah and smiles at you. She caresses down Leah's toned defender thighs, knowing exactly where Leah could feel Alexia’s cock on her. Alexia kissed her shoulder and neck, whispering in her ear only for Leah to hear.

“Want me to fuck your ass, cariño? Did she get you nice and loose for me?”

“Yes Daddy, please fuck my ass,” Leah begged, feeling a shiver run down her spine. Leah bends forward onto her elbows, pushing her ass out for Alexia. Alexia leans in and spanks her hard, kneading the defender’s meaty ass. She looks over at you and chuckles, seeing your thighs rub harder together as you refrain from touching yourself without her permission.

“Need something, amor?”

“Wanna feel good Daddy, please…”

“Hmm, but I’m fucking our guest amor, I can’t do you both,” Alexia points out matter-of-factly as if Leah wasn’t even there. And boy did that turn her on.

“Please Daddy, it hurts…” you say, hips grinding down on the bed when Alexia gets an idea.

“You wanna show your latest collection how good you are at riding, amor? Want to grind that gorgeous pussy on a pillow and show her how you make yourself come?”

“Yes, yes please Daddy, I’ll show her how good I am for you,” you tell her and grab a soft duck feather pillow and straddle it, grinding your hips gently for Leah and Alexia.

Leah watches you through hooded eyes and a melting mind, feeling Alexia’s tongue slip into her ass as her fingers rub soft circles over your swollen clit. You put on a little show, grinding seductively on purpose to show Leah all the tricks up your sleeve.

Leah moans when Alexia’s cock slips into her, feeling the cold lube and thick appendage stretch her wide. Leah grips the sheets but keeps her eye on you, watching your hips ride that pillow expertly. Your face is full of erotic expressions when Alexia chuckles.

“Faster amor, I think our guest loves your little show, don’t you Leah?”

“Y-Yes!” Leah exclaims, feeling Alexia’s hips fuck into her ass harder. Leah’s head droops as she moans in pleasure when a large hand grabs her hair and forces her to look at you riding the pillow.

“Eyes on her, cariño. This is what you wanted, wasn’t it? Isn’t she just perfect?”

“S-She’s so beautiful, Daddy,” Leah croaks out, feeling Alexia pull her back against her chest and her hand moves from her blonde hair to around her neck. Alexia’s hips smack her ass with a loud clap, echoing through the hotel room.

You can barely hold back anymore, holding the pillow taut and grinding your clit down in a particular way that shoves you head-first into your second orgasm of the night. The sight of the two captains fucking and Alexia’s dominant side on full display was more than enough for you to get so turned on and come so hard your ears were ringing. You almost missed the part where Leah begged and begged Alexia to let her come and make a mess on her cock.

“Daddy, Daddy please!”

“Please what, Mommy? You want to come?”

“P-Please, please! I’ve been so good!”

“You have been the perfect guest cariño, so perfect for us Mami,”     

“Close Daddy, so fucking close!”

“Come cariño, come on Daddy’s cock,” Alexia allowed, pounding into Leah’s ass a couple more times before Leah almost passed out from her orgasm. You caught her and kissed her everywhere, Alexia caressing her cramping legs as Leah slowly came back.

“Fuck, that was-”

“Exquisite.”

Alexia threw her harness off and laid back, pulling the two of you into her sides. You gave Leah a look that she understood immediately. Leah’s hands roamed naughtily down between Alexia’s legs as you took Alexia’s breast into your mouth. Alexia physically relaxed into the mattress and chuckled, opening her legs a little to let Leah in a little more. Leah’s fingers slipped into her pussy and pressed up immediately, finding her sweet spot and rubbing it hard.

Alexia moaned Leah’s name and yours, cradling your head that sucked her breasts one after the other. Her breath shallowed and her chest heaved, hand on your head as you leaned over her and licked her clit as Leah fingered her.

“Amor! Ca-Cariño!” she cried out as she came, feeling her ears ring and legs shudder hard. She panted and you slipped back beside her. Leah gently pulled her fingers out of Alexia and she sucked on them, moaning at the taste of the Spanish captain.

“Delicious,” Leah stated, settling back into Alexia’s side.

“When you come to England in two weeks, stop by?” Leah asked you and Alexia, pecking both your lips.

“Sí, we have to play both sides out no? Like Champions League,” Alexia states seriously, you and Leah laugh and she starts chewing you two out in Catalan again which somehow lulls Leah to sleep.

Two weeks later, when you and Alexia make your way to England for the second leg of the Champions League semi-final against Chelsea, they crash at Leah’s house for the night. Alexia sat in the living room grumbling about the lack of good football on TV while you and Leah tried to reheat the takeout Leah had picked up from a local Chinese place down the street.

After dinner, Alexia suddenly got a little antsy, snuggling into Leah’s chest while you sat between her legs. Her hands were less subtle, finding their way under Leah’s hoodie, caressing the warm skin gently. You were the same, already settled on Alexia’s lap kissing her neck. Leah smirked and turned the TV on a little lower before caressing down Alexia’s arms.

“Does Daddy need something from us?” Leah asks, kissing Alexia’s ear softly as she whispers into it.

“Want you two, couldn’t stop thinking about that night at the hotel,” Alexia admits easily, melting into Leah’s embrace. Leah watches as you grind down on Alexia’s crotch when she shakes her head and looks back at Leah.

“Want you to fuck me Leah, want amor to watch you use me, cariño please,” Alexia pleads so beautifully, eyes filling with tears that only make Leah’s cunt throb.

“I can do that darling, you promise to be good for me angel?”

“The best, I am the best.”

“That you are, baby. I want you two in the room naked and on your knees at the foot of the bed.”

They scramble and Leah grins, turning the TV off and taking her time before she goes into the bedroom. She stood at the door and heard hushed whispers, before silence. She walks in and smiles, seeing the two of them exactly where she wanted them.

Alexia sits a little taller than you do, rocking a little on her knees in anticipation, clearly not accustomed to giving up control in the bedroom but seeing Leah’s eyes change and go dark with pure lust and sexual motivation only made her core ache in eagerness of what was to come.

“You,” Leah points rudely at you, “on the bed at the head. Not a fucking sound,” you nod and scramble onto the bed where she asks, hands folded neatly in your lap.

“And you,” Leah steps in front of Alexia, “lay down in the middle and be a good girl.”

“Yes Mommy,” Alexia answers, lying in the middle of the bed obediently. You settle at her head and caress her brunette and blonde hair, while Leah sits comfortably between her legs. Leah wastes no time and dives into her dessert, slurping and sucking on Alexia’s folds, fingers drumming up her muscular thighs that threatened to crush her head between them.

Alexia’s hands don’t know where to put themselves and Leah pulls them into her hair, eyes fixated on the thick Spaniard in her four-poster bed. Leah slips two fingers into Alexia like she had the last time they fucked and it sends Alexia’s brain spiraling, having tried to desperately recreate that feeling since Leah left the next morning.

You too can’t decide what to do with your hands, having been trained by Alexia to wait for instructions before moving a muscle. Leah can tell that Alexia has given up all her power today and that she held the reigns. It was a power that made her chest swell with pride.

“Ride her face, darling. That’s all her slut mouth is good for, isn’t it?” Leah taunted but Alexia only got wetter, the slick practically pouring out from the Catalan.

“Yes Mommy, she eats pussy so good,” you supply, straddling Alexia’s face before she can say anything. Leah smirks and presses her fingers up into Alexia’s sweet spot that she remembered from the last time. Alexia moans right onto your cunt, lapping up your juices that made your thighs sticky.

Leah pulls her fingers out and climbs off the bed, pulling her favorite strap out and securing it to her hips. Alexia can’t see what she’s got on but she can hear it and it sounds heavy. You ogle at the appendage between Leah’s legs and your eyes go wide, the ribbed dildo was long and thick, surely as big as Alexia had ever used on you.

Leah thrusts three fingers into the Spanish woman and fingers her hard and fast merely to open her up, Alexia’s legs struggling to keep themselves open as you leaned forward to ride Alexia’s tongue that had slipped into your heat.

“She feels so good Mommy,” you tell Leah, watching her fingers push into Alexia’s gaping pussy till the webbing. Her slick made a wet patch on the blanket under you three, your slick making a mess on Alexia’s beautiful face. She was in heaven, she thought, the two weeks of dreaming about this day made it worth the wait and it was more than she was expecting.

“She does feel good, sweetheart. Can you hear how wet she is?” Leah teases, reaching out for you for a kiss. You kiss her hard and moan, feeling Alexia’s big hands grab your ass for some stability.

“Want something a little special, darling?” Leah asks as she pulls away from you. She pulls her fingers out and watches you nod, tongue out like a panting like a dog. You think that Leah’s gonna let you have a little fun with Alexia but you were in for a little surprise like Leah said.

Leah presses her Alexia-covered fingers into your mouth deep into the cavern, pressing down on your tongue to pull a gag out of you.

“That is my favorite sound in the world, cariño,” Alexia pipes in, grinning wide with her slick-painted chin and lips.

“It is music to my ears,” Leah chimes in, pressing her fingers deep into your throat again to hear you gag. Tears fill your eyes and you stumble a little, falling forward onto Alexia’s torso.

Leah pulls out a strap from under her pillow and gives it to Alexia. You slip off her and stare, connecting the dots in your head.

“Daddy’s gonna fuck you while Mommy has her way with me, got it?”

Leah smiles, helping Alexia pull the harness on. It settles right above her cunt which leaves it all for Leah while you could comfortably ride Alexia at the same time. Alexia sees the dildo Leah’s got on for the first time and smiles, stroking it gently.

“Will it fit Mommy?” she asks innocently, grabbing the lube Leah handed her to coat the toy with. She made a show of spreading the lube all over it, using the leftovers for her cock.

“We’ll get it to fit, darling.”

Leah manhandles you onto Alexia with her clean hands, spanking your ass hard as you look close to tears. She guides the toy into your pussy and you whine, the stretch was more than Alexia’s tongue could prepare you for.

“So full Mommy, feels so good,” you sigh, bottoming out on Alexia’s cock. She smiles and caresses your thighs before you add something that sends lightning through both Leah’s and Alexia’s veins.

“Your turn Daddy,” you grin and bite your lip, kneading Alexia’s breasts. Her hands on your hips suddenly go tight and Leah’s hands on your waist press you forward to expose Alexia’s heat. Leah swipes a little more lube on the tip and slides herself home, kissing your back as whines and whimpers leave Alexia’s mouth.

“Fuck, Mommy,” Alexia starts but takes a sharp breath when Leah bottoms out, “your cock is so big.”

“Too much, darling?”

“It’s perfect Mommy,” Alexia moans, moving her hips on her own. You began to ride her cock, feeling Leah’s thrusts which felt like she was fucking you too. You hover over Alexia and take her cock, feeling her thrust up into you as you try your best to ride her.

Leah ruts into Alexia like a dog in heat, the sticky lube creaming at the base of Leah’s cock as she enjoyed the view of your tight grip on Alexia’s cock to spur her on.

Alexia moaned loudly, feeling the ribbed cock inside her graze over her sweet spot. It jerks her hips which sends her cock so deep inside you that you’re sure you can feel it in your stomach. Your hand caresses your belly and lo and behold, there’s a cock shaped bulge just above your belly button.

“Oh Daddy, you’re so deep!” you moan, canting your hips on her cock faster to chase your high. Leah grips your waist but feels the skin tug under her hold and moves them just over your palm resting on the bulge that came and went.

“Daddy, you really are deep darling,” Leah tells Alexia whose hand, which is the biggest of the three, rests on top. She smirks when she feels the rhythmic pulse of her cock inside you.

“¿Cerca?” Alexia asks you and you nod when she feels Leah fuck into her pussy harder. It sends shivers down her spine and pleasure right through her body. Her eyes roll into her head and she smiles in pleasure, pulling you down for a searing kiss. Leah leans back and fucks up into Alexia’s swollen sweet spot, making sure the whole ribbed cock grazed it over and over again.

You aren’t sure who came harder.

You aren’t sure who screamed louder.

You aren’t sure how you ended up in a suspiciously Leah-scented hoodie.

Alexia asks herself the same question.

“Hello, darlings,” Leah’s voice sounded distant but comforting until there were kisses pressed to your head and several more on Alexia.

“What happened?” Alexia asked, tucking herself into Leah’s side and looking up at her.

“You two fell asleep the moment you came at the same time. I cleaned you up and put fresh sheets on. Now I need you two to finish this bottle of water before the pizza I ordered gets here.”

“We haven’t got any more games over here do we?” you ask Alexia as she sips on the water while Leah gets the pizza from the delivery man at the front door.

“No, but I think I can convince Jona to have international training to use the facilities at Arsenal or something because I need her dick again.”

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Too Late to Dream ༓ jjk (m) || ch. III

✑ Summary: You did it. You married your college professor. You even bought a house together. Against all odds, everything had fallen into place. But after two years of marriage, you begin feeling something was missing. You want a baby but your husband can’t say the same.

Pairing: economics professor!jungkook x fem!artist!reader

AU/Genre: angst, smut, fluff, marriage au, age gap, series

Rating: M, 18+

Word Count: 3,375

Warnings: 8-year age gap, big flashback of bromance between Tae and JK, slight drunkenness, family drama in-laws, imperfect relationship with parents, pent-up issues/desires, jk has daddy issues, mentions of therapy, kookie trying to be a good husband, needy kook 😶

Now Playing: Make It Right, Tryna Be, Infinity, It Will Rain, Heaven+

A/N: chapter 3 is here! I know its so short 😩 but I promise it sets up the next chapters really well! Also, I wanted to get into jk's background a little this time, his undergrad days, and Taehyung of course. It's a big leap but they're older now so...meh. Tysm for everyone's patience! 💞

<< ch. II ༓ ch. IV >> | series masterlist

There weren’t many people Jungkook envied in his life. He was 34 years old, had top-notch experience as an economist within the business and legal sphere, and taught at one of the finest universities in South Korea. He also earned his Ph.D by the time he hit 30, which was undoubtedly the cherry on top.

But if there was one person who could shake the ground from under his feet it would be Kim Taehyung.

The pair met during undergrad through mutual friends. Jungkook had been invited to an off-campus party his first year and Taehyung was an unexpected third party. The man was so put together that it was as if Michelangelo himself reached down and sculpted him from the clay.

16 years ago

“Hi,” a low, baritone voice rumbles. “I’m Taehyung.” He sticks his hand out, waiting for a shake. He’s a little timid but mostly stands upright with a few pieces of his caramel hair falling over his eyes.

Jungkook chuckles at Taehyung’s stark formality. “What’s up, man!” He slaps Taehyung’s hand casually. “Jeon Jungkook.”

Taehyung reeks of sophistication and has the most annoyingly gorgeous face. His boxy grin could charm the pants off anyone who was two feet from him. Hell, even Jungkook feels a little starstruck by him.

Though barely acquaintances, it doesn’t take long for Jungkook to realize they are on opposite ends of the same stick.

Taehyung comes from a wealthy upper-class family. They have four mansions plus a beach house. Every Christmas, he goes to Italy to visit his aunt and uncle. For his 18th birthday, Taehyung got a brand-new Corvette, red with black rims. Everyone wants to be him…everyone wants a piece of Kim Taehyung.

But underneath the surface of his flashy lifestyle is something oddly endearing. Jungkook can’t quite put his finger on it but as the night goes on, he enjoys the man’s company. Taehyung seems to latch onto him as well which shocks both of them to the core.

“Seriously hyung,” Jungkook slurrs. “I don’t know why you’re hanging around me this whole night when you could be getting off with one of the fifty girls who’ve come up to you. Are you playing it cool are you really a loner or something?”

Taehyung snatches the beer bottle from the younger’s hand. “That’s enough drinking for one night Jungkook. You’re about to pass out, I can tell.”

“I’ll decide when I’ve had enough.” Jungkook grabs the bottle back, taking a big slug before wiping his mouth off with his arm. “Something to know about me Taetae. I live by the work hard, play hard kinda philosophy.”

Taehyung cringes at the pet name but chalks it up to Jungkook being off his rocker. “That’s the type of philosophy that’s gotten my family to spend millions on useless crap. It’s fun for a while but it never lasts. I don’t recommend it Jungkook.”

Jungkook snorts. “So you are a loner huh? Because my parents have been stuck in the same loop for years. All work, no play. It’s caused them both to lose every hair on their head. Do you wanna lose your hair by the time you’re 45 Tae? I wouldn’t think so with those luscious locks of yours. Bet some chick would love to yank on them while–”

“I’m not a loner.” Taehyung interrupts, feeling a surge of embarrassment creep up his cheeks. He knows the looks people shot at him and while he didn’t entirely hate it, it always took more than it gave. All he wanted in those moments was to retreat into himself with his paints. Taehyung loved art and like many, found it therapeutic. “I’m not a loner,” he repeats. “I’m just not interested.”

“Sure you’re not buddy.” Jungkook gives a nod but remains largely unconvinced. “But you didn’t answer my question. Why you hanging around me? I’m not that cool ‘cause if I weren’t here, I’d be at the library right now with my nose in the books. Economics doesn’t slap all the time you know.”

Taehyung is silent for a moment before answering.

“I feel like a normal person with you," he starts. "Everyone looks at me like I’m some spoiled golden boy who they can get a free ticket of off if they talk sweet. And yeah, I’m aware of the advantages I’ve had…the struggles most people have that I don’t. But I’m still a real person that wants what most people do...purpose, belonging, someone that just gets them.”

Taehyung takes a breath before continuing.

"I really fucking love painting. It’s my heartbeat honest to god and I’m tired of being looked at as merely an object of someone’s unfulfilled wishes and desires. I like that I don’t need to worry about that with you. I think...we come from different backgrounds but we’re cut from the same cloth Jungkookie. Oh, are you-are you crying?”

“Fucking beautiful Taetae. You’re straight out of Vanity Fair you know that? I’m more of a Forbes magazine guy myself though.”

Taehyung throws Jungkook a puzzled look. Is he being condescending or is this just the booze talking?

“‘Cause I’m a small-town boy with great ambition, intelligence, and gall? We covered this earlier man, keep up!” Jungkook emphasizes his words, hands flying about.

“Right,” Taehyung joins in, recalling the conversation. “You’re father is an analyst for the city and your mom’s an accountant. They want you to get a job nearby after graduation but you don’t want to because–“

“Because it’s too small, boring, set in its traditional ways, and I for one am not fucking with it.” Jungkook sends Taehyung a lopsided grin. “You got a pretty good memory man. Maybe we can be friends after all.”

“I’m so glad,” Taehyung drawls, a slight trace of sarcasm. Jungkook doesn’t notice, however, too busy staring at the strobe lights dancing across the ceiling.

“Hey!” he suddenly pipes up, eyes wider than before. "What are you doing next Friday?”

“Uh, I don’t know. Why?”

“I got this boring family reunion to go to. Happens every year. I don’t wanna go but my parents force me to. You wanna come?”

Taehyung hesitates. “A family reunion? I know I said we’re cut from the same cloth, but we’re not…related Jungkook.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ll ask my parents if I can bring a friend. They won’t give a shit as long as I’m there. Also, I heard from my brother that Ha-Yun’s gonna be there.”

“And Ha-Yun is…?”

“Some girl that my parents want to set me up with. Family friend’s daughter. I went to high school with her.”

“So you think that if I’m there I can be your right-hand man or something? Make you look good in front of your future wife?”

“Fuck no. I’m hoping she’ll go to you instead.” Jungkook laughs when he sees the color draining from Taehyung’s face. “It’s nothing against her bro. She isn’t weird or anything. I say this lightly but, I just don’t wanna go out with her and she’s not my type.”

“I’ll think about clearing my schedule for this but I’m not being your meat on a stick,” Taehyung seethes. “But since we’re on this topic, what is your type?”

“Mm, not sure.” Jungkook shrugs. “Someone who’s unexpecting I guess. Like you shouldn’t be together because it's outside of the usual. But you can’t help it. You gotta have this person or it’s over. What about you?”

“Easy,” Taehyung mutters. “I like artists.”

“Artists huh? Like you? Well, I guess I can understand.” Jungkook smirks before leaning his head back against the couch. “One day, I’ll find an artist for you Tae. I promise.”

Oh, the irony.

present

“Jungkook, stop! I need to get up.” You struggle in his arms, biting back a grin. Jungkook has you in a locked position. His hard chest presses close against your back and his leg hugs your body.

“Mm,” he groans. “It’s not time yet.”

“Yes, it is. Also, you’re nearly suffocating me.”You wiggle your body but to no avail. Your husband always tends to get needier as the school year approaches.

"I just don't want you out of my arms yet. Is that a crime now?"

No. No it's not, you sigh to yourself. By this time next week, you’ll be waking up to an empty bed. "Okay." You glance at the alarm clock. "Ten minutes and then I really need to get ready for work."

"Fifteen," Jungkook mumbles.

"Twelve."

"Thirteen."

"No. It's twelve or I'm going now." Jungkook gives a cute grunt and tightens his grip. He really doesn't want you to leave this morning.

"Fine," he says. "Twelve. But we're snuggling again tonight."

"Jungkook. Can't. Breathe." Being spooned by your husband is nice but this isn't spooning anymore. He's completely cacooning himself over you. As soon you feel him shift his weight off you, hand loosening from your waist, your ribs hum in relief.

After what seems like three minutes of complete silence you decide to bite the bullet and ask the question that's been on your mind for the last couple of days.

"Um Jungkook?"

"Yeah?"

"When we went to get ice cream the other night. There was something that happened...to you." You're uneasy bringing it up but you can't shake your concern. When Jungkook saw the little girl with her dad, he went into a bit of a trance. He didn't talk, didn't move, and was pretty numb to your presence all together.

"Oh god," Jungkook groans. "I was hoping you didn't notice but you're my wife so I guess it's fine."

Crap. Was this a sore subject for him? You twist your head over your shoulder, just enough for your ear to be near his lips. You're in high alert now. "Why weren't you hoping I noticed?"

"Isn't it obvious? It's embarrassing." Jungkook smacks his lips before continuing. "But do we really have to talk about it? Spilling ice cream on my shirt at 34 isn't something I really wanna relive through early morning conversations."

Oh he thinks....of course he thinks that's what you're refering to.

"I'm not talking about you being clumsy Jungkook. I'm talking about the little girl with the ribbons. When she was with her dad, you kinda went a little frozen."

Jungkook doesn't reply immediately so you prod him a little. "I just wanna know if everything was alright. I suppose with our current situation I get it if it hit you in a sort of way. Good or bad, whatever the feeling was, you can tell–"

"They seemed happy is all," he croaks, voice dropping an octave. "The kind of happy that makes someone's entire soul stop, I guess. Like they had something special that no one else could. Does that make sense?"

If you look down you think you'll see goosebumps. The words coming from your husband's mouth are, at most, mumbles but they aren't coming from a place of unease or hesitation. Instead they allude to something warm, wholesome, and new.

"Yeah of course, it makes perfect sense. I had a similar experience when I met Si-woo. The way his face light up when he saw his mom comforted me but I felt envious too. Is that wrong of me?"

"Not at all. I think it's a natural response when you see something you want but don't currently have. You know, there was one thing that popped in my thoughts while I watched that father and his daughter..."

"Hm?"

"I thought, maybe I'll be happy too. If we actually have a kid, we'll be happy together like them or something." Yawning, he continues. "I dunno, honey. Kinda sleepy still so if I fall asleep I love you and I hope work goes well. But we can keep talking if you want."

You untuck your hand from under your head and close it over your husband's arm; the one draped around your waist.

Hope. Real hope.

"Dammit why won't you open?!" Jungkook bangs the jar on the side of the kitchen counter. He's been trying to get it open for the last five minutes. With you at work, it's his turn to prepare dinner.

"Take a breath kid," Yoongi says from the other line of the phone.

Jungkook ignores him of course, continuing beat the shit out of the jar in his hand. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. You stupid jar!"

"Kid!" Yoongi tries again, this time grumbling. "Stop doing that and go get a butter knife or something to hit the side of the lid with. It'll pop right off and I won't sue you for making me go deaf."

"Hyung–"

"Oh I thought you didn't call anyone that anymore. Now that you're a real boy and all. With big boy things." Jungkook shakes his head, hearing the older man snort through the speaker.

"You been talking to Taehyung?" That big mouth, he's become as bad as Jimin. What happened to the more reserved Tae he met in undergrad. He likes him better than this new, cocky mf.

"He may have slipped out a thing or two. But I'm glad to see you're still scared shitless of me that you'll keep calling me hyung."

Jungkook slams the jar on the counter, having enough. "Why the fuck did you call hyung? Can't you tell I'm a little busy right now."

Yoongi chuckles. "Alright I'll stop picking on you. I need a favor. The wife and I want to go out just the two of this weekend. I know you got your professor duties starting but would you and __ be willing to look after our gremlins for a couple hours Saturday?"

"Uh–I'm gonna have to talk to __ about this but maybe?" You and him have babysat for Yoongi's twins a handful of times before. They get a little rowdy but it's been mostly fine. Jungkook's not sure if either of you have the energy or time this weekend though. "I thought you usually got a babysitter."

"Yeah, usually but they're unable to this weekend. I'm hoping this time the babysitter will be you and __. We won't be long but we'd really appreciate it if you guys could do this for us. Could you maybe let me know by Thursday if you can?" Yoongi waits for an answer.

"Yeah alright," Jungkook finally responds. "I'll talk to __ about it when she gets home. No promises though." Jungkook wipes the sweat from his brow. It was a little hot in the kitchen. "Listen Yoongi, I gotta get back to prepping dinner but thanks for that tip about opening the–"

"Jungkook! Hello?" A familiar but muffled voice hollers from the front door. "Are you home?" The door bell is pressed continually without rest.

"Uh my ears," Yoongi pipes. "Who the hell is at your door?"

Jungkook walks towards the front of the house, peaking out the window. What the fuck are those two doing here? "Damn it, I gotta go hyung. My parents have decided to pay an unexpected visit." Before Yoongi has time to reply, Jungkook ends the call.

fuckfuckfuckfuck, he repeats under his breath. Could they not have called beforehand? It's a friggen' ten hour drive. Did someone die or something? Why are they here?

"We can hear you Kookie," Jungkook's mother coos in a sing-songy tone. "No one died. We just wanted to see you and __."

Jungkook opens the front door, not even caring if his face shows he's pissed off. "Mother it'd be nicer if you, I don't know. Planned these things?!"

"I told you," Jungkook's father grippes. "I told you woman, didn't I? We should have called. You never listen to me!"

"Oh shut up you goat," Jungkook's mother pushes her way through the door and into the house. "My son loves me and he's happy to see me." She wraps her arms around Jungkook's waist and presses her cheek against his arm.

"Yeah," his father steps in the house. "He's just jumping with joy with that silly apron on. C'mon, he was obviously in the middle of something. Ugh I'm sorry son. Your mother is, well, you know how she is." He slips out of his shoes and shuffles to the kitchen. "Whatcha cooking anyway? Something good I bet."

Jungkook rubs his face in agitation. __ is not gonna like coming home to his parents running around the house.

"You're not mad at me are you?" His mother lifts her chin, big doe eyes just like his own. "We just missed you and we figured you'll be busy with teaching soon so...we just decided to drive down last night."

Trying to smile, Jungkook brings his arm around her. "No, no I'm not mad. I'm glad to see you and __ will be too."

"Jungkook, why the hell are your parents here?" You force yourself to keep a low voice. Your in-laws were steps away and they had the sharpest pair of ears you knew. You didn't want them to hear a single beat.

Your husband pulls at his hair, pacing small circles around the bedroom. "Trust me, I didn't invite them. They just showed up. I don't even know why they're here besides they just wanted to. I'm really sorry."

You yank your silk blouse over your head, tossing it in the hamper. "I love your parents but you're gonna need to tell them this can't be happening." You change into a basic t-shirt and jeans. "I know they're probably a little lonely with you and your brother so far away but I'd be a far better host with some pre-warnings."

"I know. Mom's just so-" Jungkook pauses, scratching his head. "Persistant...and dad will do whatever she wants."

"Look I get it. Saying no is hard when they just want to see us. But what if we had something going on tonight?"

"You're right, you're right," he sighs. "I'll try bringing it up to them."

"Anything else new happen while I was gone?" You mean it as a joke. You really do. Jungkook gives you a look that says yes though. Excellent.

"Well, uh...Yoongi hyung asked if we could babysit Saturday. Him and the Mrs want to go out but thier regular babysitter isn't available that night."

Groaning, your shoulders slope down. "Wha–uh at this rate why the hell not? I was just looking for more things to do."

"Honey," Jungkook makes his way over to you. "We don't have to if–"

"You guys still in there?!" Jungkook's mother intrudes, pounding on the door. "You better not be having coitus! Though grandchildren would be nice if that were to ever be in the cards."

"Coitus?" You mouth silently. Jungkook's parents were a little old fashioned sure but who the heck still says coitus?

"We'll be out in a second. Can you and dad set the table?" Jungkook responds, girmacing at his mothers word choice.

"Okay but wrap it up in there. I'm only here for two days. I wanna see my beautiful daughter in-law!"

You and Jungkook immediately exchange a slack-jawed expression. "What?" With the door thrown open, your husband's eyeborws furrow. "Mom you can't be serious."

"Oh don't look so worried!" The older woman lets out a restrained chuckle. "We're not gonna stay in the house with you or anything. We got a hotel. But ten hours is a long drive and I really wanted to see you. Your father and I don't hear from you often and you didn't come to the last family reunion. What do you expect us to do? Just not see our son?"

"Please don't say it like that Mom," Jungkook combs his fingers through his hair, teeth grinding together. "You know that __ and I are–"

"Always happy to see you!" You rush next to your husband who's startled by your sudden change in demeanor. "Jungkook's just been a little anxious about returning to the university. But we'd love to spend a couple to days with you and dad. Let's start with dinner!"

You usher everyone down the hall and towards the dining room. Jungkook's mother is filled to the brim with joy while your husband slightly, actually very, concerned.

A/N: Apologies for any editing errors! Also close to adding some spicy stuff but we gonna wait on that a little longer 😉 Lmk what you think and if you wanna join taglist comment or send an ask. Thanks!! 😙💗

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both you and your anons need to stop because I am so invested in his daughters dating life now?? why am I imagining and whole saga of this up and coming merc joining KorTac after being spotted in an underground fighting ring wrecking HAVOC and being constantly told he's just as ruthless as the colonel when he was younger, running into a girl in a night club and hitting it off well maybe even a few make out sessions or two, slowly falling in love with this absolute firecracker of a girl who takes shit from no one. one day he has to go into his Colonels office and he sees a picture of his family and oh no...

them trying to date in secret and hoping the König doesn't manage to find an oversized leather jacket in his kids belongings...

Gaaaahh the saga of the rich spoiled daddy’s girl x poor underdog merc! I want a fic (or a sitcom) made of this 😭

Big bad biker guy grew up in a VERY similar setting as König… Harsh conditions, neglected as a child, comes from an abusive home, he tried to make money in these underground fights and got spotted by a headhunter, now he’s a rising star at KorTac’s and finally making something of himself.

The Colonel hates him somehow, bullies him, even, but at least he got this nice cute girl who’s the sunshine in his rain! An absolute princess, comes from a good family (although he’s detecting some daddy issues which is probably why she ended up with him in the first place...), he can tell she’s been sheltered all her life because she absolutely lives for danger.

She’s starstruck when he takes her for a ride, drools all over his tattoos, wants to make out in public and demands him to fuck her nasty style in his small, ugly flat – she’s an angel who happened to stroll into his hell, a crazy little princess he would die for <3

Disguised as this innocent, multitalented sweetheart, she’s in truth a hellraiser and a psycho at heart, and takes a liking to his knives. He just has to give one to her: of course she picks the biggest, dirtiest one, and says it reminds her of him. His heart is hers after that, and he returns to work, whistling, doesn’t even get too stressed about the Colonel summoning him to his office at 8 AM sharp.

He opens the door, still smiling, but it gets wiped away the minute he sees there’s a knife stuck on the Colonel’s desk. It’s the same big fat ugly weapon he gave his princess yesterday...

...and he briefly puts 2 and 2 together before the atom bomb called Colonel König goes off.

“Is this yours?”

#saga of König's daughter #girl dad König #lmao this whole au is gold #:''')

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How to Become a Step-Dad in 5 Easy Steps: p. 2, ch.2/5(?)

Happy Late Valentine’s Day my dudes.

(This is Unedited, the cleaner version is on ao3)

First, prev, lore, ao3

~~~

It was a week later that Jason ran into his neighbors again. Or well, actually Red Hood ran into them. Then again “ran into” was a bit of a strong (read: inaccurate) description. He had more so observed from afar than ran into them per-say.

He had just landed on a rooftop when heard the sound of increasingly familiar giggles. A cold wind pushed against his helmet as turned to the source. Lo and behold there was the father-daughter heading on the direction of their apartment complex. It was about two blocks from their current location.

‘Well,’ Jason thought. ‘2 blocks off my normal route won’t hurt. I’ll just make sure I see them arrive safely and then continue on with my patrol.’

He watched as Ellie is rushed down the street waving around her toy space shuttle, eager to get home. She ran further ahead from Danny who had his hands full with groceries. He called after her to stay where he could see her and she just giggled and gleefully replied with and “Okay Daddy!”

Jason smiled at their interaction. He felt a sense of comfort and longing seeing such a close and loving pair. However, his smile faded as a pit formed in his gut. His instincts could sense was something off and from the corner of his eye he saw some movement in the alley the Ellie was approaching. As quickly and silently as possible Jason crossed the rooftops to get closer.

Just as Ellie reached the opening of the alley some two-bit thug reached out and pulled her into the alley. The young girl cried out as she dropped her shuttle. She called out to her dad in distress.

“Daddy!”

“ It’ll be okay Ellie! I’m coming! Remember what I told you?!”

Danny called back took of down the road trying to reach his daughter.

This seemed to calm her down as her fear became more manageable. She stop struggling and did her to glared at her would be kidnapper. Jason finally arrive on the roof top ready to drop into the alley and intervene when he witnessed a series of events that stunned him.

Ellie kicked the guy in the nuts with as much force as her little body could muster.

Which appeared to be quite a lot based on the sound that came outa the guy as he let go of her. Just then Danny reached the alley abandoning his groceries by an empty box at the mouth of the alley.

“Ellie!” He exclaimed reach out to gathers her in his arms. He held her tightly and stoked her hair trying to calm her. “ It’s okay baby, I’m here. Daddy’s here Ell. I’m not gonna let anyone take you,” he assured her.

The guy growled as he managed to get back up. He bagan to advance towards them once again with a switch blade in hand this time. Unfortunately for him he didn’t get very far in his plan to use it as Danny reached into his pocket and pulled out some thing labeled “Creep Repellant”. Just as the guy got close Danny pushed Ellie behind him, lifted his arm and maced the guy to distract him. The man cried out in pain and ended up dropping his blade. Then Danny pulled back and clocked the guy in the nose. He stumbled back groaning.

Danny didn’t give him another chance to regain his wits. He just turned, picked up Ellie, and booked it home.

Jason witnessed all of this almost starstruck by the way the how the dad handled himself and his kid. His major priority was making sure Ellie got out of the situation safely even if he had to abandon his groceries and Ellie’s toy to do it. Jason decided to make sure they won’t be followed by this guy. He dropped in and quickly knocked the guy out. Then he zip-tied him to a pipe and called for someone to come pick up guy up before he decided to hand him over to one of his Lieutenants instead. None of them would take to kindly to a potential child trafficker.

Jason walked back to the mouth of the alley and examined the abandoned groceries in the same galaxy-print reusable bags he’d seen Danny use at the store last time. He picked them up, along with the toy space shuttle, and took the back to the apartment complex. He left them in-front of Danny’s door with a note from Jason saying he found them in an alley and believed them to be Danny’s because he recognized the bags and one of the toys Ellie had shown him.

Was it a bit weird? Perhaps, but it could be played off as a coincidence and made more sense than the Red Hood leaving them on the Nightingales’ fire escape.

~

Later that night Jason’s brain kept replaying the image of a six-year-old kicking a grown man in the balls and her father proceeding to pepper spray and deck the dude. It brought a smile to his face to see that Ellie was well protected and evidently being taught how to protected herself too. He felt his fondness towards them grow once more. (He tried to ignore the part of his brain that kept replayed Danny’s punch and whispered ‘that’s kinda hot’)

~~~

About three days later Jason was driving home from the Wayne Foundation on his bike when his engine started stalling and losing power. He cursed his luck and decided to take a turn to head to his favorite mechanic's shop.

Ol' man Sammy had started the shop when he was still a kid and his grand-nephew Leandro, Leo for short, started working under him when he had just started out as Red Hood. They were good people who didn't mind acting as informants in exchange for Hood's protection. Nor did they mind the Jason Todd-Wayne showing up from time to time. As far as they were concerned he was another alley tyke grown up, now a paying customer and potential investor.

Last he heard from them was a month when Sammy officially passed on the reins to Leo and settled into retirement with his wife Avellana. Word had it Leo had been looking for a new hand around the shop and Jason had sent a couple of guys looking to get out of the henchman business his way knowing if Leo didn't hire 'em he might direct them to a cousin who would. He wondered vaguely if Leo ever did end up hiring someone. 'Well I suppose I'll find out soon enough' he thought pulling up into the workshop.

Jason pulled his helmet off, feeling a fresh breeze hit his face, and called out to the two men he saw working on a truck. One of them was examining something under the hood and the other working on the underside. He tucked his helmet under his arm but didn't get off the bike yet. He called out to the two guys.

"Oy Leo, compa! Is that you?"

The man inspecting the hood pulled his head out and gave Jason an impish grin.

"Oh man, Jasón is that you güey?!" The wiry, oil-slick man came over to greet him. Shaking his hand and pulling him into a half-hug.

" You here to get something fixed man?"

Jason slide off his bike and nodded back at it.

"Engine keeps stalling, I was hoping you could take a look," He then glanced back over to the man still working under the truck. " How's Ol' Sammy doing? I see you got the new hands you were looking for."

Leo grinned back, enthusiastic as ever. "Yeah man, he's new in town but good with his hands and a hard worker. Tio approved of him before he left. He and Tia are on vacation right now, went back to visit her family."

That's when a phone rang in the office. Leo sighed turning to Jason.

" Hey man I gotta take this but the new guy can totally get you set up. I'll be right back."

He turned and called out to the man under the truck "Ay chavo! We got a customer man! Come help 'im out while I get the phone!" before rushing of to the office.

The man finally pulled out from under the car and staring back at him were familiar blue eyes and a face smudged with oil. Danny grinned up at Jason as he began to walk over.

"Well hey there stranger, funny running into you here. Guess you must be friends with Leo and Sammy, huh? A real man of the people you are?"

" Uh, hey," Jason felt himself flush with embarrassment, his hand coming up to scratch his nape. " I mean yeah I guess so. I've known them almost as long as I've been able to walk so..."

" I'd like to thank you."

" Huh?" Jason met his eyes with a confused look.

" For finding and returning my groceries and Ellie's shuttle I mean. I got real lucky you happened to find them, otherwise that'd have half a paycheck down the drain. I'm grateful for what you did."

"It was no big deal," he said glancing away. He looked back to see a soft look on Danny's face.

" It meant a lot to me" he replied softly.

The two gazed into each others eyes for a moment before Danny turned his attention to the bike.

" You said the engine was stalling?"

Jason nodded in reply as Danny began to inspect the vehicle. After few minutes Leo emerged from the office just as Danny gave his verdict.

"It need a couple of new filters and an adjustment of the throttle position sensor and then it should be good as new."

" Perfecto!" Leo exclaimed walking out of the office. "You can handle that while I had out. Some guy in Chinatown needs a tow so I gotta take the tow truck and go."

He turned to address Jason. "You can trust Danny here with the bike, I wouldn't have hired him if he wasn't any good!"

He clapped Jason's shoulder before rushing out to his truck. Jason turned to Danny who shrugged and gave him a helpless grin.

" You got experience handling bikes?" Jason questioned.

" Sure do, I knew this one asshole back home who had a pretty sick ride. I ended making friends with him somehow and he taught me about 'em. I've already worked on a couple for Leo here too." Danny replied before walking over to the register.

" Here, I'll ring up an estimate for you. If you decide to leave her here with me I can have her done in an hour-hour and a half and you can pay when you come to collect her."

Jason decided he was willing to let Danny handle his bike. He figured he could just walk a block and grab some dinner at that Mexican-Caribbean fusion place nearby.

" I'll let you take care of her, like Leo said, he wouldn't have hired you if you weren't any good."

Now it was Danny's turn to flush. He fiddled around at the register before talking to Jason again.

" So can I get your number?"

" Huh-?!" Jason startled. Danny flushed even deeper and pointed at the pen and notepad on the counter.

" For the job! I’ll send you a call or text when it's done!"

Jason's face broke into a wicked grin. "Sure," he teased picking up a pen.

"Here's my work number," he said handing Danny a piece of paper. " And here-," he paused to write another number. "is my personal line. But that ones just for you neighbor. So don't go spreading it around," he winked.

He turned to walk out as he heard Danny spluttering behind him. And despite the expletives Danny called after him, he could do nothing to disguise the fondness in his voice.

~

Later that evening, Jason rode home on his newly serviced bike. He'd offered to give Danny a ride home but he still had an hour of his shift left and reassured him that he would be fine to make it home by himself. He took not of how well the bike was running. 'Purrs like a kitten' he thought. The voice in the back of his head once again returned to chime in 'Nothing like a man who's competent at his job'. Jason cursed the voice out, revving his bike and ripping down the street.

~~~

A few days couple of days later Jason receives a text:

"Hey its Danny. You run a soup kitchen with the Wayne Foundation right?"

Jason is instantly filled with concern. Did the Nightingales hit a financial pit fall? Was Danny hurt and unable to work? Did that creep stop paying his child support? He quickly wrote back to Danny

"Yeah why?"

"Ellie made friends with another girl in the building whose mom mentioned "soup night" was coming up and she came home and asked me about it.

I'm lucky that Leo pays well and Vlad's got plenty of money to cough up that we don't really have a need to go but I figured this might be a good learning opportunity to help Ellie understand both our and her friends situations.

I was hoping you had room for a few extra volunteers?"

Jason felt his worries melt away, just like his heart.

"We always have room for more volunteers

I'll text you the details"

~

That following Sunday Jason was organizing volunteers to set up the rec center he'd established last year step up for the soup kitchen. He was directing people with trays of food while his assistant/partner Irene ran through hygiene rules with some of the volunteer servers.

Behind him Jason felt the door open and a refreshing rush of wind filled the air as his newest recruits walked in. The daddy-daughter duo walk up to Jason and Danny gave him a little 2 fingered salute.

" Volunteers Danny and Ell reporting for duty!"

Jason gave them a soft smile.

" Hey guys, it’s nice to see you. This is Irene, my second-in-command. She'll run you through the serving protocols and get you ready to help. Danny you'll probably end up handling food while Ellie takes up resupplying utensils, plates, napkins and bottled drinks."

Danny smiled and ruffled his daughter's hair who giggled enthusiastically with a determined smile on her face.

" I think that'll work for us!" he said, turning to Irene who greeted them with a warm smile and led them over to her section.

~

About 15 minutes later Irene sidled up to him with a cheeky grin. Informing him he'd left Danny and Ellie with some of the other, more experienced volunteers.

" Sooooooo," Irene wiggled her eyebrows at him.

" Sooooooo- what?" he returned to her with a blank stare.

" When were you gonna tell me you had a crush on your new neighbor!"

Jason's face turned red as two more of their colleagues descent upon Jason having overheard what Irene said. Like sharks to blood in the water he swore.

First John, who was also one of Hood's men, whipped around and exclaimed. "What?! Jason you have a crush on your neighbor! What about Hood?!"

" For the 50th time Johnny, I'm not dating Hood. And its not a crush Irene!" Jason said in exasperation.

That's when Fern, the non-binary rec center manager, popped up behind him and said "What's this about Jason having a crush?"

Jason once again protested futilely that he didn't have a crush while Irene gleefully filled Fern in.

" Jason's totally got the hots for the hot, single, young dad who's volunteering with his daughter tonight! You should have seen how soft his face got when they showed up. And get this! Their actually neighbors and Jason's already been to their house for dinner!"

Fern whistled while Jason spluttered.

" How do you even know about that?!"

" Your crush let it spill while we were making small talk," she shrugged.

Jason groaned. None of them were gonna let this go.

"Come on you guys, its nearly time to start. Go get into your places," he insisted.

They relented but Irene shot him a mischievous look that told him he wouldn’t be escaping their teasing at a later date. Sigh.

Jason took his place in line manning the mashed potatoes. He felt someone nudge his shoulder and turned his head to see Danny standing next to him.

" Irene put me in charge of the green beans"

Oooh Irene we will be having words later!

"- and Ellie's been put on crowd control, which I think is just their way of saying she should take any kids done eating to the other room to play."

He smiled up at Jason, who of course smiled back.

"Lets do this" he said as the doors opened and their night of volunteering began.

~

It was a busy night so he and Danny didn't have much time to talk, but Jason learned a great deal just by observing. As his night went on he only saw more and more what amazing people the Nightingale's were. Thoughtful and kind without being condescending. Both Danny and Ellie were incredibly compassionate people.

Danny made an effort to be kind to anyone who came up to him and tried to connect with them in order to make them more comfortable. Ellie was a hit with the kids. She was strong-willed, outspoken and quickly took to speaking up for the shyer kids. She ended up amassing a little posse of her own. She made sure all her newfound friends got to try the foods they wanted and to get their turns with the toys in the game room.

As Jason continued to scoop out mashed potatoes and ignore suggestive glances and cheeky smiles from his friend he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and warmth. This was something he built through his efforts to help the Alley and he got to share it with two people he was growing to care about deeply. In turn not only had they shown an interest what he was trying to do here but actively sought to help others with him.

Jason took in the sight of Ellie leading a gang of smiling children. He made another sidelong glance at Danny, who was bonding with a young boy who said the green beans reminded him of a mythological creature. Privately he thought to himself that maybe Irene was on to something with her whole crush theory.

~~~ Thats all for this chapter. I do have some stuff planned for the rest of this section so look forward to that. Once again I welcome any comments or constructive criticism!

#long post #welcome back to HBSD on todays episode we have: #Danny maces and decks a guy after Ellie cracks his nuts #Danny asks for Jason’s number at the garage where he works #Danny and Ellie volunteer at the soup kitchen Jason runs #fluff #romance #does this count as slow burn? #Jason is slowly coming to terms with his crush #I support the simp-ification of Jason Todd #I wanted to post this for Valentine’s Day but I ran a little late #Happy late Valentine’s Day #dc x dp #dead on main #jason todd x danny fenton #jason todd #danny fenton #danielle fenton #single parent au #single dad!danny fenton #de-aged!dani #hbsd #hbsd au #How to Become a Step-Dad #How to Become a Step-Dad in Five Easy Steps

[cissywritess]

MAD MAN 5

Pairing: Dark Bucky Barnes x reader

WARNINGS: 18+, contains dark themes, non-con/dub-con, forced age regression-Ddlg.

SUMMARY: Bucky and his little go on a small trip. Y/N can't help but have some sort of feelings towards Bucky.

NOTES: I think this one is my favorite. Also sorry for any misspelling, hope you enjoy Mwah.

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You stir from your sleep, your on your back and feel something stir in your stomach, you let out a whimper.

“Is my sweet girl awake? good I want you to feel so damm good,” Bucky said behind you, in that moment you realize what’s happening, you cry out as you try to move. You feel him stretching your walls, you bite your lip trying to not to moan as he hits that sweet spot.

“Please, n-no I-i’ve been good, please” You whine out, your voice weaker than what you anticipated.

“That’s why my darlin’,” he pounds into you, “you deserve this, whatever pleasure you wish,” he leans forward to give you a kiss on your head. “Come on doll, I know you love it,” he groans as he keeps stretching you, your walls squeezing his cock.

You cry, this is not how you imagined your first time, you expected to be led to the room by flower pedals, candles everywhere, with a man you loved. Whatever was left of yourself was gone. You've tried to be on good behavior but this nightmare won't end, you at least thought he would wait but you were wrong, he's a mad man.

Bucky slaps your ass, “Come on, stop it now, I love you, don't you see that honey?” you hide your face into the pillows, you can feel your body betraying. You can't help but moan.

You can sense that you are close and so does he. Bucky goes faster and you can't find yourself back anymore, you let a loud moan as you came, feeling starstruck your mind so fuzzy, you've never felt this way before why would you no man ever touched you before.

“You like that? Mmm,” He says as he came into you. Feeling his cum drip out as he pulls out of you. “What do you say,” his voice demanding. When you say nothing he gives you a slight slap.

“Th-thank you daddy,” You tell him. He hums in satisfaction.

“Now for a bath,” He picks you up and head to your bathroom, he places you down and start the bath.

He washes you as you lay against his chest your back to him. He praises you, telling you how good you were with him. All while tears fall down from your face, you can’t feel you legs from how harsh he was on you.

“I’m sorry doll, I know I was a little hard on you,” he starts as if he can read your mind. A little? He turns you around making you sit on his lap, you place you hands on his shoulders for support. “You know how much I love you” he makes eye contact with you. “I knew we were meant to be ever since I saw you, you’re better here with me sweetheart, here where you don’t have to worry about nothing,” Bucky kisses you, maybe he’s right, before he took you, you were in a bad place even though how much you tried to make your life better it’s always got ruined somehow. No one ever talked about you in that way, no one ever really paid attention to you. Bucky was the only person, in some way it comforts you.

Thank you,” you say, you felt the need to at least respond to him

“How about this, I need to go get more groceries would you like to come along?” He asked, you didn't know if this was one of his tricks so you were hesitant.

“Yeah daddy I would like that” you nodded and gave him a small kiss on his cheek.

Bucky had gotten you ready for the day and you were thankful that he decided to dress you in decent clothes you wouldn't be able to handle the stares. Before you both left he gave you a warning. You got no clue how you would manage to even escape him, he told you stories of what he had done to scare you, which they did.

You both were walking through the various aisles, your hand on the side of the cart handle like he told you. You got no clue why you didn’t scream for help when someone was in the same aisle, or why you didn’t run when he would turn away for a second to grab something. Maybe because he was alert? Bucky would ask if you wanted anything in which you replied with no, but at the end of the day he got you a lollipop.

When he put you in the car he gave you a long kiss, you couldn’t help it, so you kissed back. As he pull away he said

“You’re such a good girl,” you didn’t say anything but give a small smile.

You took a nap on the ride home, you thought maybe Bucky carried you in once you woke up on the couch. You looked around to see if there’s any sign of Bucky, when you didn’t see or hear him you got worried, you got up from your spot and went to go look for him when you went into almost every room and still couldn’t find him it made you start thinking crazy things. You finally called out his name, in which a door open him appearing, you let out a sigh of relief and walked towards him.

“I thought you left,” you said as he picked you up.

“My baby don’t need to be worried, I’ll always be with you,” he responded. You smile at him, but as you look back of him you see a room you haven’t seen before, it crazy how many thing you’ve missed.

“What’s that?” You asked. He followed you eyes.

“That’s my study, and you can’t enter without my permission you understand,” he replied, in which you nodded. You wonder what he does in there, maybe the things he keeps in there, curiosity at its finest.

#dark bucky barnes x reader #dark bucky x reader #dark bucky x you #dark!bucky barnes x reader #dark!buckybarnes #dark theme #dark bucky smut #dark bucky barnes x you #dark bucky barnes #yandere bucky barnes

[ddejavvu]

Hii for multiverse monday can I ask for james potter x doctor!reader where the reader tends to james wounds and its just a cute interaction between them or it could be james has a sick daughter and when the reader comes in james is starstruck and his daughter is like 'is she my new mommy?' I cant pick so either one is fine :D

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

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You brushed dark, wispy hairs off of the little girl's forehead, pressing your thermometer against her flushed skin. She stared curiously up at you from under the six blankets that were piled on her, her father clearly going above and beyond to be sure that his little girl wasn't chilly.

"Is she okay?" The girl's father, Mr. Potter, spoke from behind you. You didn't need to turn to see the frown on his face, you could hear it in his voice.

"She'll be fine," You smiled warmly at the little girl, her temperature reading 99.2, "She's back to normal, maybe just a little stuffy. Lots of water," You whirled around, pointing a finger at Mr. Potter, "And soup, crackers, nothing too tough for her to handle right now. And lots of rest," You ran a hand through her messy bedhead, "She needs it."

He seemed stunned at your commanding aura, nodding shakily as his cheeks heated up. He hastily pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his hands falling to his sides as he shoved them into his pockets.

"Right, right- um," He floundered for something to say, but his little girl stole his thunder.

"Daddy," She started, her voice slightly raspy from her flu, "Do you like Doctor Y/L/N?"

He only grew more flustered at his daughter's question, "Well, I- Of course," He let out a breathy laugh, "She's a wonderful doctor."

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[your-divine-ribs]

Reading Festival (Dad Van)

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You take the kids to watch their dad perform at Reading Festival ✨

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🎸 You try to keep life as normal as possible for the children growing up which is easier said than done considering their dad's career.

🎸 Since you and Van started a family he's cut down on touring considerably, finally finding that work-life balance he struggled with during his early twenties.

🎸 Touring still takes him away from home for weeks at a time though, and especially over the busy summer festival season.

🎸 Van FaceTimes every day whilst he's away, but even with seeing his face on screen and hearing his voice, Grace and Leo are missing their dad terribly by the time Reading festival rolls around.

🎸 "So... I've been thinking about driving down and coming to watch you at Reading this weekend," you tell Van over the phone. He's excited but when you add "with the kids" his enthusiasm wavers.

🎸 "You know how much I'd love that babe, but I'm not so sure. I just don't think Reading festival's the place for little 'uns really."

🎸 "Come on Van," you reason with him. "Loads of families go to festivals, it's no big deal. You know how much they love music, even little Leo. And Grace won't stop watching the TRNSMT video on YouTube over and over again. She's been begging me to take her to see you on stage, and Reading's the last show of the summer for you."

🎸 Van's quiet for a moment whilst he mulls it over. He's so protective of the kids. It borders on over-protective at times, and his next comment proves this. "I'm still not sure love, it's so bloody loud... and all those people... there's thousands... they'd get crushed!"

🎸 "We're not gonna be at barrier or in the mosh pits silly!" You laugh. "We'll be side of stage, nice and safe, and I'll get the kids some of those big ear defenders. It'll be fine, stop fussing!"

🎸 So there you are on a glorious summer's day in late August, making your way through the crowds with your very excited kids. Grace is decked out in proper festival style with bright pink wellies, flowers in her hair and glitter on her face and Leo's wearing a little bucket hat and shades. Both are wearing Catfish t-shirts specially customised with 'Daddy's Tour Security' on the back and you just know Van's going to be delighted.

🎸 He bounds over immediately when he sees you all entering the artists' area and there are hugs all around. "There they are, my little fan club! My two favourite girls and my main man!" Leo gives him a little fist bump.

🎸 "Daddy I can't wait to see you on stage... you're like the biggest superstar in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD!" Grace stretches out her tiny arms to demonstrate.

🎸 "Oh I don't know about that Gracie," Van chuckles. "There's much bigger stars here, Arctic Monkeys are headlining tonight and they're massive! I saw Alex Turner earlier... he was standing right next to me and I almost lost my shi......"

🎸 Van cuts off abruptly as you glare pointedly at him, quickly rephrasing his sentence. "Uhhh... I nearly lost my cool, that's it... cool!"

🎸 Leo reaches over from your arms, plucking off his sunglasses and placing them on Van's face. "Daddy cool, Daddy cool!" He giggles, clapping his hands.

🎸 Van's hyper as he takes you all on a tour of the artists' area back stage, and you try not to appear starstruck as you get introduced to some of your favourite bands.

🎸 "I'm guessing I don't need to tell you who these guys are!" Van says as you all enter the hospitality tent and you feel your heart thumping in excitement as you come face to face with Eli, Rob, Josh and Ryan. "This is my missus Y/N, she's got your records on all the time, reckon she's a bigger fan than Catfish!"

🎸 You get a hug from all the Inhaler boys, your cheeks flaming scarlet as Grace loudly announces "Mummy, isn't that the man that you've been looking at pictures of on your phone?" whilst pointing straight at Eli.

🎸 Josh takes a shine to the kids, producing a pink cowboy hat with sequin trim which he places carefully on Grace's head. "Don't tell Eli I've given you that, it's his but I think it looks much better on you!"

🎸 Grace is over the moon with her new hat. "I'm never taking it off... ever! Not even when I go to bed!"

🎸 Van pronounces her the Queen of Reading festival and Rob and Ryan devise some silly coronation ceremony to 'crown' her. She's delighted with all the attention.

🎸 "Yer not gonna trade me in for a younger model, are ya?" Van sniggers as you step away from the Inhaler boys in search of some lunch. "I don't think it's me you need to worry about!" You laugh as you realise Grace isn't moving away with you and you turn around to see her tugging on Josh's jacket, not wanting to leave him.

🎸 Van has a meltdown when he spots Alex Turner again across the other side of the hospitality tent. "It's mad ain't it? He's just standing there eating chicken like a normal person!"

🎸 "He is a normal person!" You laugh, but Van's having none of it. "He's a genius! He bloody wrote Cornerstone!" You love the way he still gets starstruck when he comes face to face with one of his idols despite his own level of fame. His goofy 'uncool-ness' is one of the most endearing things about him.

🎸 Van's nervous about getting hassled by fans and would rather stay in the artist's area until Catfish's set but Grace begs her dad to come and watch Inhaler who are due to play in fifteen minutes. "Daddy you've got to come, you're way taller than mummy and I want to go on your shoulders.... I'll have a much better view... PLEASE!"

🎸 You're wary that a tantrum might be brewing but luckily Van relents when Larry turns up in a golf buggy to transport you all over to the main stage. "Thought we could travel in style!" He grins.

🎸 Van's in awe. "Ahh mate where did ya get that from? Bet ya nicked it off security didn't ya? What a legend!"

🎸 The kids immediately burst into cries of "Uncle Larry you're the best!" which is their usual response to seeing him. You all climb on to the hijacked buggy and you have to close your eyes most of the way as Larry swerves through the crowds, almost taking out a group of festival goers with his reckless driving. Only Larry could make travelling in a golf buggy a risky venture.

🎸 The Inhaler boys put on an amazing show and you're having the absolute best time dancing and laughing with your family. Leo is up on your shoulders and Grace is perched on Van's and you and your daughter are screaming out the lyrics at the tops of your lungs.

🎸 "Hold on a minute," Van shouts over the music, pretending to look dismayed. "How come I never hear you singing my music like that Gracie?"

🎸 Grace shakes her head, giggling. "Because your music's full of naughty words and mummy would tell me off if she heard me singing them!"

🎸 By the time the band are ready to go on stage everyone's excitement has reached monumental levels, especially Van who's so full of energy he looks like he's going to pop if he doesn't get out there soon. You've missed seeing him performing, before the kids came along you were always side of stage for shows.

🎸 You make sure the kids' ear defenders are in place just in time for Helter Skelter to blare out and it's a good job as the music's so loud you can feel the bass thrumming through you. Bob, Bondy and Benji give the kids high fives as they walk past and Van gives everyone a big hug and a kiss.

🎸 The crowd erupt into deafening screams, whistles and cheers as the lads emerge on to stage and your heart swells with pride. Even though they've not quite made it to the headline slot yet you know they'll make it one day. You recall watching them play the BBC Introducing Stage back in 2013 when you and Van had just started dating. Now there's tens of thousands of people out there all eager to see them play.

🎸 Leo's squirming around in your arms chanting "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" You have to hold on to him tight or you know he'll be making a break for it and toddling on to stage. Luckily Larry is there next to you to help distract him.

🎸 Grace is having the time of her life, shouting out the lyrics and playing air guitar. She's obviously been watching Van's performances closely as she's got his stage movements down perfectly.

🎸 The boys are playing a blinding set but you can't help worry that Van might lose his focus as he glances over at you regularly throughout. He only messes up the lyrics once during Hourglass but the fans are there to fill in for him and he beams over at you with a look of pure happiness. Hearing the fans singing his lyrics so passionately gets him every time.

🎸 You're a little overcome with emotion yourself, a stray tear escaping which Grace doesn't miss. "Why are you crying mummy, I thought you loved this song?" She throws her arms around your waist, hugging you tightly.

🎸 "That's why I'm crying sweetie," you tell her, stooping down to plant a kiss on her head. "Me and your dad wrote the lyrics together when he was touring a lot and I was missing him. It just reminds me of those days."

🎸 All in all the lads pull off a pretty seamless performance, dropping an atmospheric transition from Glasgow to Rango just as the sun starts to dip below the horizon. The fans are euphoric, the band haven't played Glasgow outside of Scotland in forever.

🎸 By the time the opening bars to Cocoon ring out Leo's fast asleep in his buggy but Grace is still going strong. "Forget it if they talk!" She cries out with gusto and you're thankful for the clean radio edit of her favourite song.

🎸 You and Van had argued many a time about whether Grace should be allowed to swear when singing his songs, Van's stance being that it would show her the importance of only using bad language at appropriate times as she grew up. You weren't happy with his controversial suggestion though. "Van... she's only five... no way!"

🎸 "Thank you Reading, we are Catfish and the Bottlemen, it's been an absolute pleasure!" Van shouts out his farewell line and you're expecting him to turn and walk off stage with the rest of the band but he lingers there, huge grin on his face as he looks over at you.

🎸 "She's probably gonna kill me for saying this but there's a few very special people here to watch the show tonight, Y/N, Grace and Leo!" You stand there in shock, frozen to the spot. This is unprecedented. You look out across the sea of faces in the crowd who are all cheering and going crazy, craning their necks to catch sight of the three people who Van dedicated the band's most recent album to.

🎸 You shrink into the shadows, overcome with embarrassment. Van's right... you are gonna kill him!

🎸 Before you even know what's happening Grace is slipping out from her spot between you and Larry and running on to the stage, arms held out wide as she barrels towards her dad who scoops her up into his arms.

🎸 The collective "AWWWWW!" from the crowd is deafening. A group of girls at the barrier are in floods of tears, recording the touching moment on their phones. Van looks fit to burst with pride as your eyes lock and you think you've just fallen in love with him a little more. Maybe you can forgive him after all.

🎸 Unfortunately Van's momentary lapse in concentration gives Grace the opportunity to grab hold of the microphone. Most kids would probably be overwhelmed at being on stage in front of such a mammoth audience but not your daughter who's inherited an over-confident and wilful streak a mile wide from her dad.

🎸 "Fuck it if they talk!" She croons into the mic, her note-perfect angelic voice ringing out across the stunned crowd. Van's jaw goes slack in shock as he snatches the mic out of her hands and quickly scuttles off stage with her in tow. The fans are going absolutely wild. They didn't even scream this loud when the band first emerged.

🎸 "Shit... am so sorry love, I wasn't expecting that to happen!" He blurts, looking at you sheepishly. Grace is grinning like a Cheshire Cat and the rest of the band are bent over double in fits of laughter. You note Bondy giving your daughter a surreptitious thumbs up.

🎸 It's quite obvious that Van thinks you'll be incensed but you actually think it's hilarious now the shock's fading away. You still manage to glare daggers at him for a few moments just to make him sweat before you break into laughter.

🎸 The next day your daughter's stage debut has gone viral and has practically overshadowed the band's phenomenal performance. It's possible that Catfish's already huge fanbase might have doubled overnight.

🎸 Van's overjoyed. "What did I tell ya love? I always said she had star quality. Takes after her dad ya know!"

#dad van #catb imagines #van mccann #van mccann x reader #au fanfic #vanfic

[princesspuffle8]

Lion cub… wait you forget the “s!”

When you got pregnant with your second pregnancy with Sirius you were overjoyed. Your first born, Polaris, was about 4 years old and he was elated to be a big brother. Only there was a catch… instead of just one baby… it turned out to be two.

Sirius fainted at the news, ever the drama queen, but when he came to he was overjoyed at the idea of having two more children with you. You were a little scared at first but with each passing day and the more feeling and movement you felt in utero your excitement for your twins grew.

You went to see a muggle doctor for the ultrasound and it showed that babies shared a placenta but had two different amniotic sacs which is a good indicator of identical twins, and as it turned out you had two beautiful twin boys. With your eye color and Sirius hair (and a mixture of both your skin tone and his). Both twins had a small birth mark near their right that was shaped like a tiny star. Lily laughed at that and said they were starstruck babies. But they were total daddies boys and had their dads flare for dramatics through and through. 

As for naming the boys, you both had already picked out a name for one of the twins. Leo was the eldest twins name. Leo Remus Black, his middle name taken from his godfather Remus who was super humbled by this fact. 

However, your second twins name was a bit tricky for Sirius as he couldn’t think of what to call him since he was just expecting a single baby. In fact he pulled out an atlas of the stars to find a good name for it which you thought was super sweet but you had a simpler suggestion that Sirius loved even more than any of the names he thought of (one of which was Ares which you were staunchly opposed to). The name you both decided on was Regulus Andy Black. Regulus, after his baby brother and Andy after his cousin andromeda. And it was the perfect fit since regulus was known as the “heart of the lion” in astronomy. 

His uncle, Regulus was so honored by this fact that he broke down in sobs while holding the baby who carried his namesake. 

Since there are two Regulus’s in the family though, often times your son is either referred to by Andy or princeling since the name regulus means little prince.

As for Leo, the older of the two he was born slightly bigger. Coming in at 6.5 lbs and Regulus at 6 lbs. 

So how do you tell these identical trouble makers apart? Regulus has tiny shoulder dimples while Leo does not. Regulus is also an early riser and is very talkative. While Leo on the other hand is a night owl and not that talkative unless you pique his interest. Your nickname for the two of them is your little Lion cubs, since your hubby has proclaimed that they will definitely get sorted into gryffindor.

As for your eldest son Polaris, well he wanted a girl and cried when he found out he was getting brothers instead. To which Sirius said “better luck next time bud…” 

But when the babies came, he fell in love with them. Often seen playing with them or trying to hold them. He’s a very protective big brother and loves to brag about his siblings whenever he gets the chance.

#harry potter #headcanon #fanfic #writing #babies #sirius x reader #sirius x y/n #hp marauders #marauders era #drabble

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Joel being starstruck by Lenny on the Streets while the kids are like “LEEENNNNNNYYYY” 

(I have no idea if the real Lenny had as much of a sweet tooth as I've given him in recent prompt fills, but here we go.)

Holy shit, that's Lenny Bruce at the bakery.

"I'm a big-"

"LENNYYYYYYYYYY!"

It's Esther, squeaky and wobbly, rushing towards the other man.

Lenny looks a little confused as he scoops up the little girl, giving her an affectionate cuddle. "Esther, Darling, where's your mother?"

"She's not-" Joel clears his throat. "I uh...right. You're friends with Midge."

Lenny looks from Esther to Joel, recognition in his eyes. "Ah. The ex. Hello."

"Lenny, we get cinna-min- buns!" Esther tells him. "An - An Ethan got a do-nut."

"That sounds delicious," Lenny tells her, bouncing her a little.

"I'm uh-" Joel stutters out, feeling ridiculous as this man - this paragon of comedy - stands before him with his own child curled in against his shoulder, talking to him about how her day is going. "I didn't know you and Midge had gotten so serious. Meetin' the kids"

Lenny blinks. "It was mostly by accident," he admits. "I was picking Midge up for dinner and the kids were there, and then dinner out turned into dinner in..."

Joel's jaw clenches. "Right."

"Daddy, Lenny's nice," Esther announces.

Lenny chuckles. "Well, thank you, Darling, that's very kind of you to say."

"Lenny!" Ethan calls from behind Joel as he dashes up. "Lenny, I got baseball cards!"

Lenny looks down at them as Ethan rushes up to show him.

"Hey, Mickey Mantle, not bad."

"Okay. We're gonna go now," Joel orders, reaching out for Esther.

"Sure, I've got lawyers to meet with anyways," Lenny says, and Joel thinks he's being much more casual than he should be, but then again, making a scene in public in front of two small children sounds terrible, so.

"Bye, Lenny," Esther says, waving.

"Bye-bye, Darling, Bye, Ethan."

"See ya, Lenny!"

Joel rushes them off quickly, gripping Ethan's hand. Midge is gonna hear it about this one.

#fic #au #tmmm #Midge/Lenny #Joel and the kids #oh boy

[scheodingers-muppet]

sorry i haven’t been posting i lowkey forgot i was real. but anyways back on my bullshit let’s go

fearless. y’all know the drill

Fearless: Steddie. Eddie to Steve. 1) i’m a sucker for fics where Steve just decides “who cares about homophobia, i’ll intimidate them until they leave us alone” (i know it’s unrealistic just let me have this) and Eddie is just starstruck anytime Steve stands up for him. also the line “run your hands through your hair” screams Steve. “you pull me in and i’m a little more brave” Eddie just wants to be brave, to stop running.

Fifteen: El. “somebody tells you they love you, you’re gonna believe them” “next to a redhead… and soon enough you’re best friends” her and max. “you’re dancing around the room when the night ends” you can’t convince me she didn’t do that. “your first kiss makes your head spin” “i swore i was gonna marry him but i realized some bigger dreams of mine” and “in this life, you’ll do things greater than dating the boy on the football team” we only know about el in her relations to other people. the other characters have pieces of their plots that show us who they are outside of the group. el, however, only has the rainbow room and her interactions with the party. even in california, we can see the heavy influence from her old friends.

Love Story: Lumax!! “i close my eyes and the flashback starts” she thinks about Lucas for her happy memories. “daddy said stay away from Juliet” Billy tried to keep them apart; it’s not hard to imagine her stepdad would have an issue with him too. “escape this town for a little while” it’s not unlikely that they would want to leave hawkins. “they’re trying to tell me how to feel” both the racism and people trying to help her through Billy

Hey Stephen: STEDDIE!!!!! from Eddie. “i know looks can be deceiving” “as we walked, we were talking and i didn’t say half the things i wanted to” “of all the girls throwing rocks at your window, i’ll be the one standing out there in the cold” the whole chorus reminds me of the joke that Eddie hates loving a jock, but he just can’t help it. the references to shinning and i just know eddie would call steve his “knight in shinning armor” “all those other girls are beautiful but would they write a song for you?”

White Horse: El and Mike. I think El would get her ideas of romance from fairytales and movies. “this ain’t hollywood, this is a small town” “i was a dreamer before you went and let me down” “this is a big world, that was a small town” she’s gonna move on and be okay

You Belong With Me: Byler. the whole song is about being in love with your best friend. ignore the internalized misogyny and view it as “you guys are so different, but we fit together at such a good level” “i’m the one who makes you laugh when you know you’re about to cry” and the “crazy together” where they comforted each other.

Breathe: Nancy about Barb. there isn’t a huge reason other than the fact that this doesn’t fit any of the breakups and i think we don’t discuss the nancy-barb thing enough

Tell Me Why: Stancy. “you know you got a mean streak” about both of them. “i remember what you said last night” and the halloween party. “you tell me you love me then you cut me down” steve did not do enough to help nancy deal with losing barb. i feel like their relationship would have been very on-again-off-again and toxic tbh.

You’re Not Sorry: Stancy again. like i said, on-again-off-again

The Way I Loved You: Jopper. “he” is bob, “you” is hopper. i fully think they dated before she got with lonnie. and that it was a rollercoaster relationship. i think they were on-again-off-again and when they were off, she got with lonnie and ended up pregnant so they stayed together. i don’t care if it’s canon or not, that’s what happened.

Forever and Always: Byler fighting. “we almost never speak, i don’t feel welcomed anymore” they used to be so much closer. “i stare at the phone, he still hasn’t called” mike didn’t write will. “did i say something way to honest?” mike telling will “it’s not my fault you don’t like girls” “here’s to everything coming down to nothing” tearing down Castle Byers

The Best Day: El. the first part about hopper. “i know you’re not scared of anything at all” and saying hopper is her hero. the second part about max. “i don’t know how my friends could be so mean” and her breakup with Mike. “we talk and window shop till i’ve forgotten their names” “i have an excellent father. his strength is making me stronger” the last part about joyce. “ you set up a paint set in the kitchen and you’re talking to me” joyce would show her so many different hobbies. “you’re the prettiest lady in the whole world” and “i love you for giving me your eyes” she starts doing her hair and dressing like joyce.

Change: the whole group, talking about the 4-year battle with a mirror/hell dimension “i’ll do anything to see it through” “the time will come for us to finally win.” “it’s hard to fight when the fight ain’t fair” “fight for what we’ve worked for all these years” “it was the fight of our lives”

Jump Then Fall: Steddie from Steve. “i watch you talk, you don’t notice” “i like the way your hair falls in your face” “i love each freckle on your face” from eddie “when people say things that bring you to your knees, i’ll catch you” i also just think this is how steve loves

Untouchable: ronance. robin loves the stars, you can’t convince me otherwise “untouchable like a distant diamond sky” “it’s like a million little stars spelling out your name” “i’m reaching out and i can’t tell you why” i also love the idea of “untouchable” being because robins scared to make her move (as we saw during her opening scene in season 4)

Come In With The Rain: stobin. platonic of course. i have a horrible feeling steve is gonna die in season 5 and i doubt robin will handle it well. “i know all the steps to your door but i don’t wanna go there anymore” the entire chorus “i know you by heart, and i don’t even know where to start”

Superstar: steddie. very steddie album. but imagine eddie going on tour and steve joking he’s gonna have to fight off all the groupies in love with eddie and he surprises him at one of his shows “you played in bars, you play guitar” “you sing me to sleep” steve would totally call eddie “superstar”

The Other Side Of The Door: lumax. we know max pushes people away when things get tough and we’ve also seen her and lucas fight and break up various times but she still loves him and misses him.

Today Was A Fairytale: i honestly can’t think of one

You All Over Me: Stancy, from steve’s perspective. he changed *because* of nancy. he’s a better person because of her. “i still got you all over me” “we were never really meant to be so i lied and i cried and i watched a piece of myself die” “held out and held on, god knows, too long”

that’s all i got

[tittyfixation]

As time went on, Shoko in her own way forgave Akeno. Even before she became a mother herself, she knew what it was like to let grief consume you until you were a shell of the person you once were. Shoko will never talk about all the atrocities she’s done in the name of her big sister’s grief or when she lost her crew at the hands of Akeno. But of any monster she’s ever faced, Akeno was the most human.

But now, Shoko felt any bitterness towards Akeno fading away as she stared at Etsuko Nakamura standing before her, the notorious pirate queen of her generation and Shoko’s whole world as a cub. Older and like she never died, strands of black in her silver fur as she stood with her paws on her hips. Even Akeno stared down at her summon, surprised as she was able to cast the spell. Or whatever.

“Been awhile, hasn’t it little bit?” Nakamrua grinned down at her, jumping down from the large rock to bring Shoko into a tight hug and pulling her off the ground. 

“Yeah, it has,” Shoko breathed out, clinging onto her big sister. The woodsy and ocean smell filled her nose, all the tension from her body fading. At her 10 foot height, Etsuko was truly the only other person that ever made her small. She laughed lightly as she rubbed the top of Shoko’s head. Nakamura gently placed her on the ground and looked back at her mystified family.

“Sorry, this is Katsuo, my husband,” Shoko pointed to Katsuo and began to point out each of her children “Michio, my oldest, Kimiko, my youngest and…Etsuko, my second oldest.”

“Hi,” Etsuko said quietly, staring up at her aunt with the shyest wide eyes that Shoko has ever seen her. Nakamura grinned widely and cooed down at Shoko, rubbing the top of her head.

“Aw, little bit, you named one of your girls after me, that's so sweet!” Nakamura cooed down at her and Shoko shook her head. She raised her eyebrows down at her and tilted her head to the side. “But her name?”

“So,” Etsuko would begin, shifting her feet from one foot to the other “I am um. Transgender. And I picked out my own name.”

“Oh,” Nakamura hummed softly and nodded, the information processing in her head. Her eyes widened and watered as everything began to connect for her. Nakamura gently grabbed her namesake so that they were face to face. “You named yourself after me?”

“Well, yeah,” Etsuko replied shakily, “you’re one of my main heroes.”

“Awww!” Nakamura would cry out, hugging Etsuko tightly to her. Shoko laughed lightly as Etsuko was smothered by the bear hug but Etsuko hugged back just as tightly. She gently placed her namesake back on the ground. “I’m so glad the scary spider demon lady brought me back!”

“Hey,” Akeno grumbled out with a pout and crossed all of her arms. Shoko giggled at the pout that formed on her face. She always had a weak spot for murderous, powerful women that were also cute.

“Sorry, beautiful. I say it with love. Congrats on finding your son,” Etsuko would say affectionately as Akeno smiled wide and Shoko didn’t miss the raised eyebrows down at her. From the corner of her eye, she felt Katsuo watching both her and Akeno. Nakamura would pat Katsuo on the back as she walked over to Michio and Kimiko. She would pat Kimiko on both of her shoulders.

“You definitely take after your daddy huh. You as well, little man,” Nakamura would say to her and Michio. The both of them nodded stiffly, just as starstruck as their sister. 

Shoko would watch as her children, husband, and big sister talked animatedly with each other as they laughed and smiled, walking over to stand by a human sized Akeno. At Shoko’s own 6 '3, Akeno stood pretty tall at 6' 0. She was guessing, at least. They were too far off in height. Shoko looked over at her, a small smile on her face as she stared more intensely than she might’ve liked.

“Thank you,” Shoko said softly and Akeno frowned, not the response that was to be expected.

“Well, it’s only for one week, it’s not permanent–”

“It doesn’t matter. That’s still more than I could ever ask for.”

“Well,” Akeno began, giving her a small smile and Shoko ignored the stuttering in her heart at the pretty smile “your daughters took care of my baby for such a long time. You were the only pirate willing to ever genuinely look for him before that fire boy. I owe you this, at least.”

Shoko hummed in response and nodded, feeling her shoulders brush up against Akeno’s. A thrum of heat coursed through her body as they made this contact. She glanced down at the ground, her fur bristling at how this contact was affecting her. Akeno, paying no attention to everyone around her, but staring up at Shoko, she missed the curious stare from Katsuo watching the two of them.

“You don’t owe me anything,” Shoko told her softly. “If I ever lost any of my kids, I would’ve done the same thing.” 

-

Katsuo watched his wife and Akeno conversate, the noticeable tension between the two of them ever so apparent even from her. Periodically, he and Shoko would bring in a third to have some fun. But it was always Shoko bringing someone of interest for him, never the other way around. Not that she wouldn’t be interested either, but he never got to have a chance for him and another person to focus solely on Shoko. And Katsuo was lightheaded at all the possibilities that could lead.

“You’re seeing it too, huh? Is that alright?” Nakamura would ask him and Katsuo nodded with a hum.

“Oh of course.”

“Open marriage?”

“Not necessarily.”

Nakamura took the information in yet again and her lips formed an ‘O’ shape, appreciating the sentiment of not wanting to tell their sex life to his sister in law. She went back to the conversation with their children and Katsuo stared once again at the two of them. Akeno’s eyes would periodically trail over Shoko’s body and she would bite her lip as some of her eyes would stare down at Shoko’s lips. Katsuo had no sexual interest in Akeno and Akeno felt the same about him, something that relieved him ever so deeply.

Nothing would ever change how much he loved Shoko and Shoko felt the same way about him. But he also couldn’t miss the equally heated stares from Shoko. Katsuo knew ever so intimately how piercing and deep that stare was, and he hoped for Akeno to experience that.

The real question was how would he approach Akeno with such a question, and would she say yes? However, when doubt started to creep in, Akeno’s hand brushed the side of Shoko’s face and another moved some fur out of her eyes. Oh yeah. She would say yes.

#70/365 #noor.writes #shoko; #lady akeno #katsuo; #a diamond in the sea #two self indulgent concepts for one #minors dni #this was so long hi

[fortheloveoffanfic]

hellooooo I don't know if you even remember me but Jim anon here! 👋🏾 okay sorry for disappearing life got in the way but I found some time now the headcanon is kinda short and not very developed but it's late whoops so Jim, our eternal soft boy, would do great with an equally soft girl, sure. but what about a true femme fatale, badass lady✨?

I can really imagine a very educated, classy girl who cannot resist our soft boy's charm (who could?) and of course he falls head over heels for her as well but has no idea she's actually interested in him

she's definitely out of his league for him so there is no way...until there is way and they go on a date and then another and then they're officially dating and all

Jim is quite honestly starstruck and no one probably believes him when he's like 'yeah, that's my girl' but guys, she really is his girl 😉

and of course there is so much more to her than the fact she dresses fancy and looks she's coming straight out of a 30s movie and that's what Jim loves the most, even if he was first attracted to her physically

but she's also fierce and a real boss and Jim is her #1 fan

I feel like it would be a great contrast (even if they're equally enamored for one another), the view of random Jim, pretty basic and Miss Y/N with her satin blouses, her bold red lips and always amazing hair

and she would be so protective of him because he's her man who falls asleep on the couch and loves it when she plays with his hair hair and tries to understand the 16 steps of her skincare routine so you better not mess with him (she probably already punched/slapped someone for saying something bad to Jim like 'oh you got a sugar daddy' or some shit) and Jim was just 'idk if it's normal to find this THAT hot'

oh and to go back to one of the older headcanon, she would absolutely stare up and down Yvonne when meeting her at that party but in a very diplomatic way? like keep her manicured fingers around Jim's waist and smile because little Yvonne is quite literally dying of jealousy

anyway give me soft boy Jim and his femme fatale girl, I need this 😤

Hai! Of course I remember you! Hope you've been well!

I'm an absolute sucker for that 30s chic, old Hollywood glamor aesthetic.

They'd seem mismatched at first but they're honestly kind of perfect for each other. God, in my head they're so cute; Jim and his army of dark hued, fall ready sweaters and her in these perfectly curated outfits and clean cut make up.

He's probably so in awe of her (and she of him)- I can't

And that bit about Yvonne- ma'am is so lowkey territorial but its not like she (Yvonne) even has a chance cause Jim is smitten. LOVE that she's jealous.

I need it too cause my gosh it is absolute and utter perfect.

#jim anon #this is everything I never knew I needed

[thecrownedkingdom]

When she was quite young, she asked the good King Richard why she could not ride to war as he did. She had no skill with the sword, but she was an excellent rider, and handy enough with a bow. 

He touched her head, smiling. “Women do not fight in wars, my love.”

Summer considered this. “Then, when I am queen, I shall not fight wars.” 

“No, you will not.”

“I shall win them.”

#like father #daddy's little starstruck girl #fire with fire #catch fire #running and hiding #the white-haired princess #summer #the good king richard #a scientific mind #of warm fields and frozen trees #thoryn

[bokubear]

hq boys on their kids first day of school

feat. ( timeskip! )atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + ushijima wakatoshi + akaashi keiji

warnings ; overprotective and over prepared omi :(

notes ; atsumu my bb>>>>

:ATSUMU has this tight lipped expression, handing his girls their matching backpacks with two different colored ribbons adorning their hair so prettily. “alright my angels, y’all ready to go ?” the two nodding profusely, eyes practically sparkling with glee. waving them off and reminding them of what to do if a boy walks up to them which included loud screaming of “my daddy is the best setter in the whole world ! and if you take one step closer he will set you into oblivion !” or something exaggerated of the sort. “‘tsumu ? honey are you okay ?” you inquired gently, prying his hands from his face to see him crying fat tears of sadness. “oh you big baby they’ll be okay i promise.” you assured. “they’re just getting so big ..” he hiccuped childishly, you laughed.

:SAKUSA was more than ready for battle at this point. his little boy carrying a small bag of hand sanitizer everywhere with him, which the opposite couldn’t count the times his son had reminded him to sanitize. putting even the most germaphobic man’s legacy to shame. “if anyone strange approaches you, you know what to do right ?” he asked carefully, fixing the yellow shirt the little one wore crooked. “yes daddy i know, you run in the opposite direction to a trusted adult.” he looked just like his father, bouncy black curls but with your eyes. “yes, good job.” a ruffle of his hair while you both walked him to school, beckoning him off with a big smile. and despite your husbands brooding of regret of leaving his son at school, he was now starstruck to see the star glittering on his shirt. his son had received this from “remembering to wash hands before lunch.” he couldn’t have been more proud.

:USHIJIMA held onto his daughters hands while she sat on his broad shoulders, squealing with glee. she even bought a small volleyball keychain because it would be proof of how much she her “daddy is the king of volleyball !” ( this made him cry ) with a grinning happy-face. all her books and snacks in the pink backpack nearly bigger than herself. along with the homemade bento he prepared for her with a little chick made out of rice and bean paste. “are you okay with this ?” he nervously glanced to you, fiddling like he does when he’s doubtful. “i know you’re concerned about her but she’ll be fine, look, she’s already more social then us.” you leaned to kiss his cheek, watching him curiously eye the other children with a distraught sigh. “okay..” and while she was gone he was so sad, that was until she came home and received the biggest hug of her life with a look or pure joy. he was so worried about her. adorable.

:AKAASHI had read the email from the teachers about a million times at this point, eyes scanning the text with an experts precision. you were a slightly bewildered but other than that, everything went normally, and keiji seemed relaxed .. for now. giving his girl a big smooch on the cheek and bidding farewell calmly, he remained quiet on the way home until bursting the water-works. “why did we leave her .. she could be lonely ..” he sobbed, taking off his glasses to hastily wipe his face. “oh keiji what am i going to do with you ..” you hummed, brushing your fingers against his jaw in assurance that she wasn’t going to be lonely. “in fact, bokuto’s kids are going there as well, and if you know your daughter well enough she’ll be best friends with them in no time.” well .. it was a good attempt but this added on to even more anxiety, especially with the ace’s children. poor akaashi.

-maak

plagiarism, repost, and editing is prohibited

#hqxreader #haikyuuxreader #hq #maakwrites. #atsumu miya #atsumu x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa x reader #atsumu fluff #dad!atsumu #dad!sakusa #sakusa fluff #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x reader #ushijima fluff #akaashi keiji #dad!ushijima #akaashi x reader #akaashi fluff #dad!akaashi

[nasty-quillz]

Golden Boy

📷

Art isn't mine

tags: praise kink, Domme/sub, dirty talk, age gap,

summary: Golden Boy Touya Todoroki AU, where the Todoroki’s are a happy family and Touya is his father’s Pride & Joy. He’s 20 years old and a rising star in Japan’s hero network, when he meets Izuku Midoriya’s cousin, who works in Support.

Silver white hair shines through the floor to ceiling windows of the empty music room and makes the young man below you look ethereal. He lays below you, panting, as you continue to ride his dick with abandon. “Sweetheart, p-please, we have to get back to the party.”

His pleas fall on deaf ears as you continue to fuck him. Sharp stiletto nails drag across the pale skin of his exposed chest. You watch raised lines appear in your wake, before looking back at your boyfriend.

“After you begged to get all up in this pussy, today when I finished getting ready.” You tweak a pierced nipple. “Pushed up my dress and ate my pussy in the middle of me getting ready for this gala in your honor, then left me high and dry 'cuz your Daddy wanted you."

Dark hands plant firmly on his chest as you rock your hips firmly into his own. The tight silky grip it holds him in drives him insane. He whines as he stares up at your ethereal beauty. The way moonlight reflects almost iridescently off ebony skin. The way it catches on lime green finger waves and almost makes a halo around your head. You look so beautiful and he can't look away.

Hot hands grab for purchase on your hips as he sobs out his pleasure. "Baby please, so good. Your pussy's too fucking g-good–"

You watch as your man turns into a fucked out mess. How pretty turquoise eyes look fever bright with passion. How they catch the light as he gazes up at you, pleading for mercy.

You flick glinting barbells on his chest and Touya hips cant up into yours in response. Gods you played him like a damn fiddle. Push him to his limits and then some. All to praise him for being good for you. He always got so submissive with you.

Touya had never been with someone who made him feel like you made him feel. Never been with a woman who took control so easily from him.

When he had first approached you he had thought he'd take things slow. You were a support course graduate visiting with his little brother's friend, Midoriya Izuku's cousin apparently. And you were so pretty. So feminine and captivating in a way that he hadn't known possible.

You had come to get your cousin and the Bakugou kid and he had answered the door. You stood there in a peter pan collared velvet green dress and brogued gold accented heels. Your purse rested on your arm and your face had to glow and even tone of what he would later find was a "full beat". His eyes focused on glossy darkly lined lips as you looked up at him to speak.

"Hello I'm here for Izuku and Katsuki." Your voice had been pretty alto as you spoke.

He had stood there captivated as large deep brown eyes framed by green lashes stared at him politely.

Just stood there and stared at the extremely pretty girl standing on his porch. You had blinked owlishly and good naturedly at him until he pulled himself together.

"O-oh um yeah of course! Y-your um–That is to say your…?" He trailed off starstruck and awkward.

You laugh and he felt like his ears had been blessed. "I'm Y/n, his cousin. Nice to meet you…?" You raised your eyebrows at him quizzically.

He'd been a little offended you didn't recognize him. The news covered him fairly often. Both for his own merits as a Hero and as Endeavor's heir.

"Touya–Todoroki Touya or Pheonix if you've heard of me."

You hadn't even batted a pretty green lash. "Oh Shouto talks about you, you're the eldest right?"

Still kinda thrown off, he just nodded.

"Well I'm here to pick up the boy, they told me they'd be ready by now."

Touya thought back to the group of 20 teens partying in his backyard and winced. "That...probably isn't accurate anymore." He opened the door further and ushered you in. As you passed him and walked ahead he did his best not to stare at your ass as you followed the music playing through the house.

He watched you stand in the back doorway, hands on your hips as you waited for Midoriya and Bakugo to notice. The effect was almost instant. They'd all slowly turned around to see who was standing in the doorway only for the aforementioned teens to look down at their phone to notice the late hour.

The look you had was so thoroughly unamused as you crossed your arms, even Touya had to wince.

"Izzy, Suki I thought y'all said to leave my very infrequent social gathering to come get y'all at 10?"

Touya had been surprised that not only Midoriya but Bakugou both looked ashamed.

They both opened their mouths when lightning kid spoke up, "But we were about to start the movie soon! You can't leave yet!"

Bakugou and Midoriya looked at each other before nodding at each other. Faster than anyone could blink they grabbed you and dragged you back into the house.

Touya followed and listened to the conversation.

"Aunty please? We lost track of time, we didn't mean to."

Touya was confused. He thought you were cousins?

He watched as you looked at both teens, clearly tired, but not really genuinely upset. You rubbed your temples, clearly tired.

“We should have told you we wouldn’t need you to come so early.” Bakugo begrudgingly said this as he looked away and Touya was completely thrown by it, No one could get that kid to concede to anything.

“Look, when do I need to take y’all home?”

They looked at you a little hopeful. “Well uh Todoroki said we could all crash here since we were gonna start a movie marathon,” Midoriya had said sheepishly.

You sighed clearly annoyed that you came all this way for nothing. “Go back to your friends, I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.” Both boys looked happy and hugged you. “Thanks Aunty,” they said together before scurrying back to the yard.

Touya watched them go. “I thought you were Midoriya’s cousin?” It was said without preamble.

You shrugged looking at the hero, “I am, but I am over 10 years older than him, so he calls me Aunty. It’s a respect thing. I used to babysit him and Suki all the time, it’s second nature for him at this point.”

“Huh, go figure.” Then what you said catches up with him. “Wait a minute, over 10 years? That means you’re…” he cut himself off realizing how rude he was being. You laughed him off though.

“Almost 40? Yep.” You popped the P and Touya had a realization that it was incredibly cute. “Anyways I’m gonna head out, thanks for watching after my boys, Todoroki.”

The smile you give him is all but enchanting and he found himself out of control of his mouth. “You don’t have to go!” At the beguiling look you gave him, he blushed and continued. “T-That is to say you came all this way and I-I am just a chaperone for show. Shouto and his friends know how to handle themselves, if you didn’t have anything better to do you could stick around. Talk shop, Midoriya tells me you do Support work.”

You stared at him for several beats before smiling disarmingly at him.

“You know what, I just might take you up on that.”

You had spent most of the night talking about different aspects of Hero work, away from the party. Touya had been enamoured with you as you told him about everything from work to your personal life.

“Mama Inko told me ‘bout how she was strugglin’ wit all the danger Izzy is involved in, so I made plans to come down here for a while.”

“And you can afford just uprooting your life for your cousin? From what you told me, it’s not easy doing what you do in the states.”

The laugh you gave was sarcastic but not condescending. “Oh I most definitely give discounts to struggling heroes and underground operations, but the Limelight heroes that come to me, pay through the nose when I know they can afford it. It’s how I supplement my work.”

“That’s a little unfair don’t you think?” Touya watched as the light changed in your eyes, but your demeanor didn’t get aggressive, just more assertive.”

“Not at all. Some people need more help than others. It’s one of the ways I look out for my community. People deal with quirk descrimination all the time. If I can help them I do. Or the work they do underground means they don’t get much by advertisements or the limelight, so I help where I can.”

Touya can’t really argue with that. He became very aware of the fame and leg up him being a Legacy gave him early on. “So if I were to commission my temp regulators I’d get charged more?” He asked jokingly.

“Absolutely.”

“Hmm, what about a cute hero discount?” He said it half joking half flirtatiously.

The laugh that left your mouth was somewhere between a snort and a giggle. “I’d charge you even more.” That earned a squawk from the younger man.

“How?!”

You sipped your drink and looked at him over your glass. “Gotta keep you humble, somehow Mr. ‘Haven’t you heard of me?’” He had the decency to look a little embarrassed.

“Ah, that must have seemed a little conceited.”

You hummed, “Just a tad.” Your eyes danced with mirth. Touya found himself unable to look away. The carefree assured attitude you had and the no nonsense air you held yourself with was so attractive. He couldn’t stop what came out his mouth next.

“Then what do you say I take you out some time to apologize?”

The look in your eyes changed, but Touya really couldn’t place it. Your head tilted to the side as you seemed to examine him. The way it set his skin on fire was different from anything his quirk did.

“Are you trying to ask me out on a date?” The tone your voice took was smooth and sweet.

Touya felt his skin heat, but was able to stammer out an answer. “I-If I am?” He felt the way his heart pounded in his chest. You made him so nervous.

“Hmm.”You stirred your drink with your straw before taking a suspenseful sip. “You’re a little young for me, Boo.” The endearment was like Cupid’s arrow right to his heart. He wanted to hear you say it again.

He took a deep breath before letting it out. To his embarrassment he exhaled steam. He powers through that embarrassment though. “You think I’m some sort of kid? Not mature enough?”He tries to put on an indignant demeanor.

You laughed and Touya wasn’t sure if it was at him or not, but either way it made his stomach flip in a confusing way.

You shook your head at him. “Honey I’m not sure you know what you’re trying to get into. You’re...sweet and nice, cute even–”

“Then give me a chance. You–Your–”He cut himself off, trying to find the right words behind the force driving him so earnestly to get to know you better. He finally found them and he looked at you, charmingly earnest. “You seem kinda amazing and I want to get to know you better.”

He watched as you looked at him surprised, before looking away. The way you looked down and fought back a flustered smile let him know he had surprised you at least a little bit.

“Okay, but I did warn you in advance.”

The warmth that bloomed in his chest had felt like hitting the Top Ten. He reached across the couch you were sitting on and grabbed a manicured hand. “Hit me with your best shot.”

Little had Touya known what he was getting into. He took you out to a fancy restaurant to start. Then to an art museum. Then to the movies. He took you on date after date and watched as you laughed and smiled at his jokes and the conversations you had. He treated you like a Lady. Respectful and sweet.

It wasn’t until you were on your sixth date that Touya noticed your behavior changing. Not in any way that was bad, just different. As if there was something restless under your skin.

He had taken you out on a picnic, made and packed everything himself. He picked you up from your apartment and was amazed at how beautiful you looked in the blue floral sundress. Smiled, lips shining with sparkling gloss.

He took you to a park that was sparsely populated with a picnic blanket set up in an enclosure of trees. He led you by the hand to sit down. You had sat gracefully and accepted the tea and bento he had made, as he asked you about your week and how you were.

At some point he had migrated behind your and started massaging your shoulders, a habit he picked up somewhere in the two months that you were dating. As he kneeled behind you and worked fingers into overworked shoulders.

“Oh Touya, you treat me so sweet.” It was said into the fading summer breeze.

He hummed.”How else am I supposed to treat such an amazing woman?” You felt him changed position, as he fell back into a tree and pulled you back into him by your waist.

He made sure to keep his hands in a polite area as he settled into holding you. He nuzzled the back of your neck, and couldn’t stop himself from kissing the skin there. He tried not to focus on the way the off the shoulder sundress exposed the tops of your breasts and the deeply rich skin of your shoulder and neck, but he just found you so enchanting.

He planted soft kisses across your shoulder, inhaling your intoxication scent, a mixture of some sweet perfume and cocoa butter that he’d come to look forward to. When he started kissing up your neck, you made a noise that had drawn him back to himself.

“Oh Sweetheart, I’m sorry. I-I shouldn’t have–” The hero’s face was red with shame. Thinking he was pushing you farther than what you were ready, and in public no less! Touya felt like an absolute heel. He went to move his hands off your waist, put small work calloused hands and held them there, before pushing them lower.

“Oh Touya-Hunny.”

The name was purred out in a low southern lilt that always did things to him. You pressed firmly to his chest.

“You’ve just been so sweet to me. Planning these dates. Paying for everything. Being so gentlemanly.” And that word wasn’t said mockingly per se. Just bordering on the side of exasperation. “When I agreed to start seeing you I honestly didn’t know what you were going to do, but it certainly hadn’t been these dates where you spent them holding my hand and kissing me goodnight on the cheek.” And the way you said that made confusion and self consciousness filter through his chest.

Had he done something wrong? Done something proving he was not worth your time. “I thought when you took me to your place that was it, but you had genuinely just wanted to cook for me and watch those horror movies I told you I hadn’t seen yet.” You gave a hysterical little laugh. “You are the most innocent, well meaning 20 year old I’ve ever met, Hunny and I see that I’m gonna have to be the one to say it.”

Without preamble you got up and turned yourself round, before you settled back into Touya’s lap, dress flared out around you. You cupped his face in your hands and as you stared into his eyes. They shined with apprehension, the man so sure that he messed up, when you had leaned in and kissed him.

And it was no timid kiss.

As soon as you kissed him, your strong petite hand squeezed at his jaw to make him open his mouth. He felt heat flush through him as your tongue swept into his mouth and tasted every inch of it, until you tangled it with your own. Touya moaned into the kiss as you buried the hand that had grabbed his jaw into silver hair and your other hand led his hand to the bare skin of your thigh.

The palm rested on your thigh and was hotter than the heat of the day. You dragged his hand up your dress until it felt the bare flesh of a bare round asscheek. The man pulled away from the kiss.

“Y-Y/n?” You caressed his face again as you stared at him adoringly. The affection in your eyes made his breath hitch. It was the most naked interest he’d seen from you. “Where are you– Why don’t you have on– I-I don’t understand.” He was so lost.

You kissed his lips before trailing kisses up his neck. “Oh Starlight, it’s ok. Everything you’ve done has been perfect. So absolutely perfect.” Her hips grinded down into what Touya knew was a very obvious erection. “You just are more innocent than I had originally thought, but that’s okay.”

A hand snaked its way between your bodies. “I can spell it out for you, if you’re a lil’ dense, Hunny.” You deftly undid his belt and pants until you could slip a hand into dark briefs. As soon as your hand touched his dick he let out a wanton moan.

“Fuck Touya, you’re so perfect.” You looked at him with hearts in your eyes and he couldn’t help the pleasure that ran through him. You ran your hand up and down the long thick length of him, letting your palm play over the soaked uncut tip, before pulling it out. “Oh shit Starlight, is all that for me?” Your voice whispered in his ear as if approving and astonished at once. “Can’t wait to feel you stretch me out, gonna fuck you sweet, Hunny.”

Touya winced, but couldn’t keep the keen from escaping. “Sweetheart, w-what are yo–” His breath caught as you stroked his dick.

“I really thought you were some young ass boy lookin' for a lil play, but you have genuinely surprised me." You allow your thumb to toy with his tip. "Touya." Kiss. "Hunny." Kiss. “Darling boy.” Kiss “I’ve been trying to put this pussy on you for two munts.” Your exasperation shined through with fond amusement, made endearing by your accent slipping through.

“Honestly I was getting to the end of my rope after that stargazing date you took me on last week. All I could think while you laid your head in my lap was you pushing my skirt up to eat my pussy.” You settled onto his lap, sure to slot his dick against the wet bare folds. “It was very distracting.” Your fingers laced together behind his neck.

Touya squirmed below you, face flushed as he looked into dark eyes. Your hips rolled into his and he moaned as the hot folds of your cunt engulfed his tip. You teased him, rocking your hips shallowly. The wet sloppy noise of it made heat rush through him.

He looked down, deliriously, noting the wet sticky bridge your slick was leaving before you let your pussy kiss his cock again. “God damn Y/n. Your feel so good–So fucking good inside. Need to–” He cut himself off as he kissed you and his hands gripped your ass for purchase. They heated against your skin and you savored it.

You sat there kissing like that, enjoying the taste of each other, until you pulled just a hair’s breadth away. “Aw Baby, you losin’ control of that quirk. Gettin’ all hot for me?” You grinded down on his tip, enjoying how it teased you.

“Touya-Hunny, I want you so bad. Will you let me have you, Starlight? Let me put this pussy on you, Baby?”

The whimper he let out was so cute and intoxicating. You wanted to hear him make more broken little noises. You hooked your fingers under his jaw and you looked lovingly into his eyes. He looked debauched, pupils blown wide, leaving a thin ring of turquoise.

“Y/n God—Please Sweetheart, I want it. Want you to sit on it. Never—No one has ever—”His words degraded into a soft whine as your hips swivelled to a stop.

You held his face in your hands as you forced hazy eyes to look at you. “Touya, Baby are you saying that you’ve never—You didn’t—With any of those girls?” You asked without actually asking. The young man in front of you went redder.

“I—That is—It just never seemed like the right time and then Hero work. And after Shizaki, I just needed a break from girls.” He finished feeling like a complete idiot. You surprised him though, when you made him hold his head up and kissed him deeply. This time with more possessiveness and care than before.

“Hunny there’s nothin’ to be ashamed about. You decide when you’re ready.” You started to move off of him, but was pleasantly surprised when he held you in place. “Y/n please, I want this with you. Want to give myself to you like that. Want you to be the first person to know me like that. Besides...” He grasped your wrists and lovingly kissed your palms before looking at you shyly.

“Want to please you.” The declaration was whispered demurely, as he looked at you from under snow kissed lashes.

The hot feeling that shot through you, caused your own eyes to dilate and your pussy to clench around the thick head of his dick. He exhales sharply and you couldn’t help but purposefully clench your wet cunt on him.

“Oh Baby Boy if that's really what you want, we can keep going.” You kissed his face affectionately. “C’mon hold my hips, Baby. Lemme take that thick pretty dick. I’ll fuck you like you deserve, Hunny.”

You resumed your grinding and Touya couldn't help himself anymore.

Hot palms rested against bare skin and he canted his hips upward and pulled you down simultaneously. The thick intrusion had him gasp in a silent moan, savoring the way your pussy hugged his dick filled you slowly.

He would never forget that first time he sank into you and lost himself. It was hot and passionate and so overwhelming that you had taken him home and loved on him the whole rest of the night.

Now here he was, under you, and having his own religious experience. His cute whimpers could be heard throughout the entire room. He kept letting out soft gasps and broken whines, with cursing sprinkled throughout.

A pale face buried it’s way into your hand, too self conscious about the noises made. He stayed like that, clutching you to him until his dick was nestled deep in your pussy. His bottoming out caused you to moan as your walls fluttered around him.

“Shit Touya, that’s it. Yer doin’ so good. Keep going, I can take it.”

The younger man could do little more than nod, kissing your palm, as he drew his hips back before sinking his dick back into you. The wet gushy sound echoed around you letting the man know you were just as wet as you felt.

“Yeah Hunny, like that. Keep fucking me like that.” You softly encouraged, wanting him to build up a pace with that deliciously fat dick. You braced your hand on his chest, savoring the force he started putting behind each thrust.

The loud clap of your ass was soon filling the room, as Touya’s stroke became more confident. You revelled in the stretch of your pussy around his dick.

“Y/n—Fuck me— It’s so h-hot and t-tight. Didn’t think you got this hot insi-ah!” He cut himself as teeth bit into his shoulder.

The surprise jolted his hips sharply and the hot you keened as the fat tip of his cock kissed your cervix.

“Oh fuck yes! T-Touya, Baby that’s it. That’s how deep I want it. Put it deep in my cunt Sweetie. Want to feel it twitchin’ against my cervix when you come, Starlight.”

With those filthy words of praise Touya became a man possessed. Hot pale hands gripped your hips painfully tight. The heat from his palms started approaching singeing and the way acute pain mixed with pleasure made you moan loudly.

Touya looked at you and couldn’t look away. He starred up into your rapturous expression as he fucked up into you. The way those kind eyes looked at him and saw him. How they looked at him and took possession. Owned him like it was the natural order of things. Touya couldn’t help but whimper overwhelmed.

“Y/n, fuck Baby, please. Tell me I’m yours. Tell me that everything about me is yours Sweetheart. Want you to own every part of me. My dick, my mind—My heart and soul. I’ll be so fucking good for you if you just tell me I’m yours.”

Touya’s hips never stopped, he viciously desperately fucked you. Kept burying himself in you as if it was the only way he could prove that he had this, that he had you, possessing him. Touching him. Loving him.

The only sound that filled the room was the loud wet insistent clopclopclop of your cunt being thoroughly fucked and the man’s whimpered pleas.

You leaned down, hands cupping his face as you made him look you in the eyes, The change in angle, cause his grp to slacken and so you resumed the brutal pace of fucking yourself on his dick. It felt so good to have him filling you like this. To have that hot heavy dick at your disposal. As his tip pummeled your g-spot on each stroke, you moaned into the kiss you gave him.

You pulled away and the only expression on your face was love. Pure possessive promised love.

“Oh Touya, my precious Starlight, of course you’re mine.” You squeezed your walls around him, dragging a wrecked delirious moan from his lips. “From the moment I let you make love to me in that clearing, where anyone could find, you were mine, Baby.” Stiletto nails ran over his cheekbones, wiping away tears of joy.

“Everything about you belongs to me, Starlight. From that precious chivalrous mind to this wonderfully fat dick inside of me.” You kissed him again, smearing red lipstick across his mouth this time. You are mine now, Touya. Mind, body, and soul. You understand?” You are going for broke on his dick now. The sloppy sound of your coupling is drowning out the ballroom music at this point.

“Yes, fucking yes Ma’am—I’m yours—Thank you Y/n, thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

With those rushed words, Touya’s orgasm hits him like a freight train. Whining high and loud as his hand clutched at your dark thighs. In you his dick felt as if it swelled more before it started twitching and you felt jet after jet of hot nut fill your pussy.

You stroked tear stained cheeks as you praised him. “That’s it, Touya, give it all to me. Such a wonderful job, my precious Starlight did. That’s my good boy, uh huh nut in me Baby Boy. Fill me up” He let out a strangled sound, overwhelmed at the praise.

“Shh, it’s okay. We’ll rest here, before we clean up and go back.” You continued to stroke his jaw and praise him, as you basked in the light of the moon.

~~~30 mins Later, Back in the ballroom.~~~~

“Touya! Where’ve you been, Son? We were wondering where you two had run off to.” Enji and Rei Todoroki approached you both, arm in arm.

You smiled, holding your boyfriend's hand. “Oh we’ve been around, enjoyin’ the music, enjoyin’ the food. It’s a lovely gala, Mrs. and Mr. Todoroki.”

“Thank you, Y/n and we could tell if that icing on Touya’s jaw is anything to go by.”

Touya had a brief moment of confusion, before realization dawned on him. He’d eaten you out to keep the mess down and some of his come was now smeared across his face! He went red in embarrassment.

That embarrassment quickly turned to mortification when saw his mother lick her thumb and more to clean his cheek.

But before she could get any closer you stood in front of him, having produced a wet wipe from your clutch. You wiped at his red face as you laughed with his parents.

“Touya always was a messy eater, I guess somethings just don’t change.” Rei chuckled, shaking her head.

You finished cleaning his face and looked up at his demurely through lime green lashes. “You most definitely are still a messy eater, aren’t you, Starlight?”

Touya practically choked on his spit and went redder than his father’s hair.

She’s gonna be the death of me...God I love this woman.

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Masterlist 2!

Here’s the second masterlist of all my imagines and preferences! (first masterlist can be found here!) Imagines marked as * are smutty imagines! Imagines marked as ` are requests!

IMAGINES

Z NATION powerful ~ 10k` nothing left ~ 10k* stay ~ 10k (part two)` still mine ~ 10k

HANNIBAL childhood secrets ~ hannibal lecter` i know ~ hannibal lecter`

GAME OF THRONES disrespect ~ oberyn martell

HEMLOCK GROVE assistant ~ roman godfrey

VICTORIOUS dirty little secret ~ jade west new to school ~ tori vega` my sister’s best frienemy ~ tori vega`

CRIMINAL MINDS hearing it all ~ spencer reid hard case ~ spencer reid

THE MANDALORIAN something i could never dream of ~ din djarin

PEAKY BLINDERS i’m giving up this life ~ thomas shelby dedication ~ thomas shelby` all grown up ~ thomas shelby` like looking in a mirror ~ thomas shelby` take a hint ~ thomas shelby` on your knees ~ thomas shelby*`

THE BODYGUARD road trip ~ david budd (part eight) finally ~ david budd (part nine)* turning tables ~ david budd (part ten)

SHADOWHUNTERS i don’t need your help ~ jace herondale*`

HOUSE OF CARDS movie marathon ~ duncan shepherd`

BRIDGERTON unhappy futures ~ simon bassett

LUCIFER old flame ~ lucifer morningstar

BARRY similar experiences ~ barry berkman`

AMERICAN HORROR STORY behind closed doors ~ michael langdon*`

THE ORVILLE cautious ~ ed mercer

SUPERNATURAL to keep you safe ~ sam winchester*`

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES should’ve asked you first ~ jeremy gilbert

NEW GIRL rejected hearts club ~ nick miller`

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY second chances ~ ben hargreeves`

STRANGER THINGS pool side ~ steve harrington (part one)* clear head ~ steve harrington (part two) undead ~ eddie munson he’s not what you think ~ steve harrington (part three) soft side ~ billy hargrove` sister’s night ~ steve harrington (part four)

BOY MEETS WORLD nowhere else to turn ~ shawn hunter`

PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN oh captain ~ captain jack sparrow*` survivor ~ captain jack sparrow` vulnerable ~ captain jack sparrow` thought i lost you ~ captain jack sparrow`

MIDSOMMAR baby sister ~ mark` wish i could be them ~ mark`

MARVEL always ~ bucky barnes a bit of excitement ~ bucky barnes* in another life ~ peter parker (tasm) come home ~ wanda maximoff what did you call me? ~ shang-chi*` don’t go ~ stephen strange*` putting it to better use ~ bucky barnes*`

DCEU his domination ~ the joker*` guilty ~ bruce wayne*

TWILIGHT bloodlust ~ jasper hale`

THE DIRT handsy date ~ mick mars` i could’ve lost you ~ nikki sixx` need help ~ nikki sixx`

JENNIFER’S BODY boy’s are a disease ~ jennifer check

IT CHAPTER TWO the type you take home to mom ~ eddie kaspbrak

8 MILE can’t buy me ~ jimmy smith jr.`

SCREAM haunted house ~ billy loomis there’s always tomorrow ~ billy loomis and stu macher`

VAMPIRE ACADEMY the small guardian ~ christian ozera`

MACHINE GUN KELLY soldier girl*` wap*` better than the movie*` can’t get in` pretty toes*` driver’s license like i’m gonna lose you (part two) rained out` burnt out` accident prone` asserting dominance` sister’s approval` that makes it all feel complicated` way too hot` worst first` comparisons` sucker for pain` thirsty` she ain’t a gold digger` stepping out` my favorite parts*` i have something to tell you` stuck with you` open book` she’s a baddie` it was always you` it’s too easy*` everything is going to be alright` the only one for me` talent that runs in the family` your real prize*` emergency visit` just something i bought` if you remember tomorrow` gamer girl` spoiled` a book by her cover` can’t keep my hands to myself*` break it up!` how you waste love` something’s different` you don’t own me*` leave us alone`

CORPSE HUSBAND sing me to sleep` safe space` needy permanently` hand delivered everything i’m insecure about inspirational` small world` starstruck` unimaginably happy` hype you up` i hope he knows irrelevant

ROOK choker*` unconventional (with pete davidson)` finishing*` daddy’s hurt` never let you go` little drummer girl` shorty` little red marks`

EMINEM pushing buttons` tabloid bs` delayed` mama’s boy` and the winner is...` juxtaposition` something new` dance party for one` am i ready?` caught` morning glory*` relapse` speaking code` rescue` doing it again` old man` the first time in a long time` my greatest mistake` too busy` stop being a cliché` be with you than without you` well that’s awkward` stealing my stuff` brat*` i hate my step dad` releasing the beast` personal collaboration` the toughest decision` tale as old as time`

HARRY STYLES dreams (au part four) going solo` causing trouble up in hotel rooms (part one) tell the world (part two)

ANDREW SIWICKI master plan`

PETE DAVIDSON the wrong time for flirting` our own luck` backstage*` cliche christmas proposal` kissing strangers (part one)` unconventional (with rook)` out of practice (part two)` the best interview ever` hard day*` clingy` pose` looking for someone` you’re my best friend` just want to stay in bed` patience*` secret matching tattoos` my little family` looking good next to you` stop disrespecting my partner` take care` study buddies*`

BLACKBEAR tour bus shenanigans*’

YUNGBLUD just hold me` honey, i’m home` wingman`

MODSUN strong`

HENRY CAVILL too much*`

AARON TVEIT first show` messed up internal clock*` the morning after*` opening night`

KARL JACOBS interrupted the secret spoil`

CODY FERN pranks` i will never be satisfied`

EWAN MCGREGOR fantasies*` feeling like forever`

DOMINIC FIKE inspiration*`

NOEN EUBANKS he’ll never see this`

JOHNNY DEPP drunk mistakes` an honor` between the stacks`

SWAGGERSOULS stop simping in the smp` get out of my room* unnecessary comments` three little words` private room*

DEVON BOSTICK sweethearts`

BO BURNHAM isn’t it ironic? meet cute` a bad idea with a great outcome*` slumber party*` a different side*`

ARIANA GRANDE i choose you`

ANDY BIERSACK the right thing

GOODGUYFITZ real poggers moment`

RICHARD MADDEN the most special moment big sister`

MEGAN FOX absolutely stunning`

JACOB ELORDI abcdefu

TRAVIS BARKER deatbeat`

TAYLOR MOMSEN sweet in private`

SHANNON LETO always overlooked`

TOM FELTON teaching them young`

JOAQUIN PHEONIX love of animals`

ANDREW GARFIELD marking`

TOM HIDDLESTON the archer and the trickster`

JOHNNY KNOXVILLE when stunts go wrong`

SHAWN MENDES neglected`

EVAN PETERS rest

TOM HOLLAND my badass girl`

MULTIFANDOM we’re too stupid ~ the vlog squad` ghostin’ ~ multiple musicians` secrets ~ riverdale cast`

SHIPS oh no, i think i’m catching feelings ~ louis tomlinson x harry styles` save a seat ~ yelena belova x clint barton` possessive ~ eminem x machine gun kelly`

HEADCANONS watching rupaul’s drag race w/corpse calling bucky barnes “buck” for the first time since steve left marc spector railing you in front of a mirror to make steven grant jealous*

NSFW ALPHABET HEADCANONS bo burnham* bucky barnes* eminem*` andrew garfield*`

PREFERENCES when they wrongfully accuse you of cheating ~ misfits` how they react when you walk in covered in blood and carrying a gun ~ mcu