#honestly the pink bow is very much at home on his head

[eiightysixbaby]

santa baby

eddie munson x fem!reader

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summary: watching eddie play santa for your kids makes you want to show him some…. appreciation

cw: 18+ ONLY. reader and eddie are married & have kids, oral (m receiving), unprotected piv, creampie, breeding kink

Presents in crinkly patterned paper are placed delicately under the tree, your nimble fingers making sure each bow is perfect and every tag that reads ‘From: Santa’ is visible.

Eddie tip-toes into the living room from your bedroom, the final stack of gifts in his arms. Your two daughters sleep soundly in their beds, likely dreaming of those sugarplums the stories talk about. He hands you each present one by one, letting you find the perfect place for them around the base of your glittering tree. The tiny colored lightbulbs cast a pretty pink glow throughout the room, and it fills your heart with warmth.

When you’ve finished your work, you turn to see Eddie filling the stockings, the ball of his Santa hat bobbing with each movement. He hangs each one back on the mantle with so much care, he wouldn’t want to drop one and send one of your little ones running to see what caused the noise. A fire crackles in the fireplace, fending off the cold of the snowy landscape outside.

“Is that everything?” he double checks, giving you a sweet grin.

“Not quite. Santa has to eat his cookies,” you tease, moving closer to him and tugging on his hat as you press a kiss to his lips.

“Damn, how could I forget these delicious cookies?” he asks, kissing you on your cheek and squeezing a healthy handful of your ass before moving towards the small table that holds a plate of sugar cookies. You giggle, still blushing like you did the day you met him.

You can’t help but smile when you turn to look at the baked treats, each one having been eagerly frosted by tiny hands. The girls had done their very best, and you know your husband certainly won’t complain about a little too much icing dripping down the sides. A glass of milk rests beside the plate, and Eddie takes a hearty sip of it after polishing off his first cookie.

It makes your heart swell, the way he breaks off one little bit of the second cookie to leave on the plate. A tiny splash of milk rests in the bottom of the cup. To make it look as though Santa couldn’t quite finish it all. This is the first year your girls are both old enough to really enjoy and get excited about the holiday, and it makes you so happy to witness it through their eyes.

Having a partner that plays along perfectly only makes it sweeter. Honestly, Eddie has probably been more into it than you, making everything so fun for your children. He stops at nothing to make them happy, to make things magical for them. He makes things magical for you, too, and it fills you with an impossible amount of joy.

To your surprise, it also fills you with need. A deep, hot desire for the man you’ve made a home with. It’s insatiable, the way it hits you like a train. Something about watching him play up this whimsical figure for the sake of your kids, something about him in that damn Santa hat. Before you realize it, he catches you staring as he sits back in the comfy chair, his eyes meeting yours and his face breaking into a cheeky smile. You might as well be drooling.

“What’re you looking at, Mrs. Claus?” he asks, stretching his arms behind his head, his pajama-clad legs spreading wide.

“I just think…” you start, stalking closer to him, eyes trained on his. “That Santa works so hard…” you murmur, sinking onto your knees between his legs. “Maybe he deserves to be properly thanked.”

“Oh—” Eddie gasps when your hand palms over his clothed cock, feeling it stiffen against your touch.

Wasting not even a second you tug his pants down, his hips raising to help you, and you feel your eyes blow wider at the sight of him. You’ll never get tired of seeing his cock — never. The way it leaks for you, the way he gets so hard from the simplest things that you do. You open your mouth, letting the weight of him rest heavy on your tongue. Licking the tip gently, you run your fingers up and down one of his legs.

“Baby,” he sighs, tipping his head back a bit. “What got into you?”

“Jus’ something about watchin’ you play Santa…” you say, kissing the tip of his cock. “You’re so good to us. To me. Wanna worship you for it,” you say softly, blinking up at him.

And God, how could he turn you down?

“The girls, what if they—?”

“Just be quiet, and they won’t,” you say like it’s simple, and he doesn’t have a moment to respond before you’re kissing your way down his shaft.

He’s struck dumb when you take the head into your mouth, suckling on it with pretty lips. One hand reaches up to grip the base of him, your tongue licking his slit. A heavy breath leaves his nose, his lips pressed in a thin line. His fingers tangle in your hair, his other hand gripping the armrest of the chair so tight it could rip.

You glance up at him, licking a long and slow stripe up the underside of his length. His eyes are half-lidded and dazed as he stares down at you, watching in disbelief. You stop teasing, then, taking him as far into your mouth as he’ll go. Your nose brushes the patch of coarse hair that sits at his base, exhaling through your nose as you adjust to the way he presses against the back of your throat.

“Oh fuck,” he whispers when you start to bob your head, trying your very best to keep the wet, slurping sounds to a minimum.

The hand that was gripping his shaft moves down to his balls, squeezing softly as you hollow your cheeks around him. You can hear the way he struggles to quiet the groans that claw their way up his throat, his breathing ragged. His hands reach up, yanking the Santa hat off so his fingers can run through his hair, tangling themselves in it.

“Christ, baby, thatfeelssogood,” he rushes out, voice breathy. “Your mouth is fuckin’ perfect.”

You pull off of him, still rolling the flesh of his heavy balls between your fingers. You make out with the head of his cock, tongue running over it, saliva dripping everywhere. He takes a handful of your hair, pulling gently to make you look up at him.

“Get up here. Right now,” he says. You know he’s trying to be demanding, but he sounds so fucked out it doesn’t quite work. It makes you want him even more.

Following instruction, you climb onto his lap and straddle it, but not before slipping off your pajama pants. With just your underwear separating his cock from your heat, you grind your hips down on him, sucking in a sharp breath when his tip nudges your clit. His strong hands guide your movements, taking control as he peppers kisses on your jawline, making you tilt your head back in pleasure.

“Need you inside me, Ed, please,” you croon, your breaths staggered.

“I don’t know, have you been a good girl this year? Do you deserve it?” he taunts, raising his brows at you. His teasing holds no weight, he has every intention of giving it to you, but you still nod.

“Been so good,” you say softly, teeth tugging at his earlobe.

A strangled, breathy sound leaves him before he’s shoving your panties to the side, running a thick finger through your wet folds. Wet is an understatement, honestly. You’re soaked for him, and he’s barely done anything to you.

“God damn, honey,” he growls low in your ear. “You’re so wet.” His teeth nip at your jaw before moving to your neck, his lips planting themselves on the delicate skin and sucking. “Watching me play Santa really got you that hot, huh?” You can hear the smirk in his voice, and if you weren’t so needy for him you’d roll your eyes. But unfortunately, he’s right.

You whine instead, a featherlight sound that he almost misses through the crackling of the fire. He grips his cock, lining himself up with you as you hover above his lap. You reach down to help him, guiding him into your aching heat as you slowly sink down. You gasp in unison when he parts your walls, each of your mouths hanging open until he’s fully sheathed inside you. Calloused fingers press into your doughy hips, beginning to bounce you on his thick cock. A high-pitched squeak escapes you when you feel him press deep inside, and he instantly covers your mouth with one big palm. He stills his movements.

“Remember when you told me to be quiet? Hm? Now you can’t control yourself?” he whispers hotly in your ear, his breath making your skin prickle.

His hand is removed from your mouth in favor of guiding the roll of your hips once more, keeping you bouncing steadily. You can hear the way his cock glides through your sticky folds, pushing in and pulling out and pushing back in again. His eyes are impossibly dark as they watch you, especially in the dim light, but you can see the lust and adoration burning behind them all the same. You swear you can feel him in every inch of your body as he pushes himself as deep as he can possibly go, making you drop your forehead against his and bite back a moan.

One of his hands pulls the hem of your shirt up in order to expose your breasts to him, his open palm giving the first one a squeeze before rolling your nipple between his fingers and pinching. Your back straightens slightly, arching into his touch. He dips his head down, sucking on the nipple his fingers aren’t already toying with. He kisses the soft swells of flesh, nipping and sucking gently while you start to take some control, bouncing yourself on his cock.

“Fuck,” he mutters around a mouthful of your tits, his tongue flicking over the sensitive buds on each one.

He diverts his attention, moving away from your breasts and instead reaching a hand down down down to where your bodies connect. The pad of his thumb swipes over your clit, making a filthy, desperate huff leave your mouth. You’re getting so close, your body desperate for him to bring you to release.

“Eds,” you sigh, rolling your hips slowly on top of him, savoring every single second of this bliss.

“What is it, sweetheart?” he asks, bringing his free hand up to cup your cheek, thumb stroking along your cheekbone. He smiles at you, soft and sweet as he continues to circle your clit.

“So good,” you breathe, feeling the tension in the pit of your stomach grow and grow. “Want you to cum, baby, give it all to me.”

“Yeah? Want me to fill you up?” he taunts, leaning forward and catching your bottom lip between his teeth. “Get you pregnant again? You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Everything in you screams yes. Your hormones are on overdrive, wanting him to pump you full of his seed and make it stick.

“Fuck, yes, Eddie,” you agree, throwing your head back.

He bucks his hips up, his cock stretching you so deliciously, reaching the deepest parts of you. His lips kiss any part of your skin they can reach as you completely fall apart for him. Your walls clench so tightly around him as you cum, drenching his cock in your arousal. Giving you a few final thrusts, his movements get less precise as he unravels. Soft grunts leave his mouth as he fucks you through his orgasm, ropes of cum painting your walls in spurts. You cling to him, panting as you recover from your high. Gentle hands rub your back, sliding up under your shirt and soothing you with repetitive motions.

“I love you,” you say softly, crossing your eyes to watch as he presses a kiss to your nose. One reaches your lips immediately after; a drawn-out, lingering kiss that you don’t want to ever end.

“I love you, too,” he says, millimeters away from your mouth after he pulls away. You feel it, almost overwhelmingly, in the way he holds you close.

You shift on his lap, letting him pull out of you carefully. Your thighs are sticky with your own arousal and his as it drips out of you, but you don’t want to leave his comforting embrace. The warmth from the fireplace kisses your skin, making you sleepy in Eddie’s arms. You take his left hand in your own, running your thumb over his wedding band, a pleased hum reverberating within you.

He turns, looking at the clock that rests on the mantle. Just after midnight.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” he says, pressing a tender kiss to the top of your head.

“Merry Christmas, handsome,” you coo, reaching up to brush some of his hair out of his face.

“Can we make this a Christmas tradition?” he asks, giving you a cheeky smile as he pinches the fat of your ass.

“Whatever you want, Mr. C,” you laugh, leaning in to kiss him once more.

The night ends with the both of you creeping quietly down the hallway to your bedroom, tangling yourselves beneath warm blankets. Snow falls outside, you can see it through the gap in the curtains as sleep starts to take over your body. Blinking slowly, heavily, you feel Eddie’s strong arms wrap around you, pressing you close to his chest.

In the morning, your girls will wake you with unbridled excitement, ready to see what Santa brought them. But for now, it’s just you and the man himself, dreaming cozy winter dreams.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

You asked for Spencer Reid and Reader requests, particularly plus size, and I am so down bad for that man! Especially later seasons him.

Could I have one where he and the reader are intellectual peers but also enemies? Like she's on the team and just as wicked smart as him and into old literature and languages but they constantly butt heads? And the team knows they really just have feelings for each other, but they'll never admit it. Maybe the reader admits it to Penelope or someone one night drinking that he's hot but she never thought he'd actually sleep with her bc she's fat, but she'll take his attention any way she can get it. Maybe Spencer overhears and proceeds to show her just how hot he finds her arguing with him? 👀 Thank you in advance, girlie!

༉‧₊˚. 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 || 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝

— pairing: spencer reid x plus size!reader

— summary: you and spencer hate each other, that much is obvious... right?

— warnings: very surprisingly crude language in this, self-doubt, implied insecurities, misunderstandings, e2l, they're in love and everyone else knows besides them, i made them dorks i don't apologize, mentions of wet dreams, mentions of male masturbation, dirty thoughts, kissing, stripping, vaginal fingering, spencer's dirty mouth, lots of reassurance 'cause i'm a sap, spencer reid #1 consent king, missionary, unprotected sex, sex god spencer?!?! (he does his research), pleasure dom!spencer, switch r & spencer, heavy praise, and a fluffy ending to tie this all up in a nice little bow!

— wc: 3136

⋆ a/n: okay i do admit that this is RIDICULOUSLY long, but i knew exactly what i was getting into writing this and honestly i had so much fun! i don't think i've ever created such characters that have so much chemistry with each other, so cheers to that! (unedited unfortunately :[)

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As soon as you hear Spencer’s voice, you make a point to groan obnoxiously loud.

“And just to think I would be able to go home without a headache today.” 

You could feel the glare from said man burning a hole in the back of your head, so you swivel your chair around in order to face the music – in a pleasurable masochist kind of way. His annoyingly handsome face was twisted up in irritation – much to your glee – his eyebrows turned down, and his perfect, plush lips pulled into a deep frown. 

You could tell you had interrupted him saying something that he deemed important, most likely a fact that you and him would go back and forth on, and you couldn’t be more pleased with yourself.

“Funny you mention that seeing as though your voice is the cause of mine.” He bit back, his eyes narrowed into slits. “Aw, you think of my voice?” You tease. “Only in my nightmares.” You wink at him. “You still think about me.”.

“You know what this reminds me of?” Luke piped up from his own desk, drawing the attention from your other intrigued co-workers in the bullpen. “Oh here we go.” Tara said in amusement at Luke’s rambling.

“Back when I was a kid there was this girl that I went to school with, and I would always tug on her hair or try to trip her,” His voice was almost reminiscent. “Everyone thought I hated her, when in reality I was just trying to get her attention.”

“Ah,” Matt said with a smile, “The classic ‘boy bullying the girl he likes,’ or in this case, it’s the girl this time.” Your cheeks began to heat and your eyes went wide, Spencer’s own face and the tips of his ears turning an admirable pink hue.

“Absolutely not -”

“What? No -”

Both Spencer and you stumbled over each other to try and defend yourself, but you didn’t have a chance because Emily’s voice cut through whatever was about to be said next, the woman making haste from her office and into the room with the round table.

“Alright you guys, enough. We’ve got a case.”

“To a job well done!” Penelope cheered as she held up her citrusy alcoholic beverage in the air, signaling she wanted to toast.

You smiled indulgently at the woman sitting next to you, clinking your glass with hers noisily and flickering your eyes over to where a disheveled Spencer Reid sat. You didn’t say anything to him though, because you’re a big ol’ softie and like to let the boy wonder rest before you have him back on his toes.

His eyes met yours the same time your glasses collided. You wish you could say that the vibrations from the clinking was the cause of the shiver that forced its way down your spine, but you knew better. 

It was like the rest of the bar disappeared, the sound of the others joining in on your rejoicing fell on deaf ears. You could have sworn his dark brown puppy-dog eyes drank you in before he looked away and cleared his throat, taking a rather comically large gulp of his water.

Your eyelashes fluttered like a thousand butterflies wings as you rushed to drink your own beverage.

“Okay, what was that!?” You felt Penelope’s finger poke at your ribs before you actually heard her. 

“Ow - fuck! What was what?” You yelped quietly, your hand reaching down to bat away her stabbing digits. “The - the -” She fought to portray her words before her face lit up when she found the correct ones, “The eyefucking!” 

Your stomach erupted in butterflies, “Eyefucking? What eyefucking?” You asked with a scoff, hiding your blush behind the rim of your mug. 

“Oh, please, don’t give me that.” It was Penelope’s turn to scoff at you. “Everybody knows that you and Spencer like each other.” She said it almost like it was a fact, leaning forward to take a smug sip of her drink through the miniature black straw.

Spencer knew listening in on Penelope and your conversation was inappropriate; but in his defense, you guys weren’t really quiet about what you were talking about.

“I -” He heard you begin, “It’s one-sided.” Was all you said before draining your beer. “So you admit it!” Penelope exclaimed with a gasp.

Spencer felt his eyes go wide at her words, but there was this desperate feeling that spread throughout his body; one that caused his fingers to twitch and the hair stand up on the back of his neck.

“When you put it like that it sounds childish!” You complained slightly, biting at the meat of your lip. “I… I’m just not his type you know? Like - you know better than anyone that guys don’t pay attention to girls like us, so you have to learn to improvise.” You were cringing at your own words, but the liquid in your cup was enough to loosen your tongue and lower your inhibitions.

“Was me choosing to constantly argue with him the smartest way to try and peak his interest? No, but I knew he liked a challenge and well… it definitely wasn’t the proudest conclusion I ever came to, but what was I supposed to do? It isn’t like Spencer would date me let alone actually want to sleep with me.”

Spencer wanted to argue with you about how wrong you were, to tell you about every thought he’d ever had about you.

He wanted to tell you about how much you frustrate him, how at first, he thought he hated you and it took him an embarrassingly long time to realize he hated how badly he wanted you; hated how many dirty dreams he had included you and that plush body of yours. He’d wondered how soft you were, how you smelled and tasted. 

Did your moans and whines sound as enchanting as your laugh? Did your eyes twinkle the same way when you were about to cum? 

Those thoughts kept him up at night and his hands in his pants, stroking himself to his unlimited imagination all revolved around you. Those were the days that he was more prone to pick fights with you, mostly because he was embarrassed, ashamed, and quite frankly plain ol’ horny.

Spencer thought you were just so sexy, especially when he had managed to light that fire under your ass that really got you going. He wasn’t a sadist or a masochist by any means, but he loved when you yelled at him. So, for you to think so lowly of yourself it almost drove him mad because you didn’t know.

But you were going to.

You were going to kill whoever was bothering you on your day off.

The knocking was unexpected, but so was who was responsible for the noise.

“Spencer?” You asked in surprise. 

Usually you were prepared for your exchanges with the man, but if your pajamas were anything to go by, you were anything but. Spencer felt his mouth go dry at the sight of your tits sitting braless in a thin undershirt, your soft tummy slightly straining against the cotton material and a pair of shorts that look like they were practically strangling your thighs.

The only thing he could really say was… “Do you know how infuriating you are?”

Your eyebrows furrowed and you crossed your arms over your chest, and little did you know the action pressed the tops of your breasts over the hemline. “Excuse me?” You almost scoffed, “Please don’t tell me you came all the way here just to argue with me.”

“No I - fuck just let me finish.” This was not how he wanted this to go. You looked like you wanted to say something but your curiosity made you choose to stay silent.

“Do you know why you’re so infuriating?” He asked, taking a tentative but careful step towards you. “Because you haunt my every living thought. I see you when I’m awake, I see you when I’m asleep. I can’t… I can’t escape you! I can’t escape how I feel about you.”

Your eyes were wide and your brows were furrowed; it looked like you almost couldn’t breathe.

“But you want to know the worst part?” His hand lands on your cheek and his thumb gently caresses the skin there. “You have the audacity to think that I wouldn’t want you.” 

“You want me?” You asked in disbelief. “But I… but I thought you hated me? I mean - I haven’t been all that nice to you.” You attempt to joke weakly, but your body is on fire; your stomach is tangled up in knots. You were trembling in excitement at his words but in disbelief too.

“Do you have any idea how much I love arguing with you?”

You laughed at his words, your lips slipping into a small smirk as you threw your arms around his neck in an act of boldness. “Oh yeah?” You hummed seductively. “You wanna show me how much?”

“Yeah,” He replied breathlessly. “I do.”

And just like that his mouth was on yours and a long leg shot out behind him to shut your front door. The slam made you yelp, but it quickly melted into a giggle against his lips when he reconnected them.

Spencer tugged you closer to him, and God the feeling of your body was so much better than anything his subconscious could have conjured up. You felt so soft and the front part of your torso pressed against his chest in a way that if he didn’t have you naked under him soon he was going to go crazy.

“Where’s your bedroom?” He didn’t want to pull away from you, but he wanted to do this right.

“I didn’t know you were a gentleman, Reid.” You teased with a dazed smile on your face. “There’s a lot of things that you don’t know about me.” You quirked a brow. “Oh really? How about you tell me?”

“Later,” He said with a lazy shake of his head, “Later.”

His hand reached down to cup your ass, your crotch rubbing on the large boner restrained by his pants. You moaned quietly at the feeling, and found yourself saying, “Down the hall and to the left.”

When you arrived, he couldn’t keep his hands off you; they grabbed at your back, ass, waist, hips. There was so much of you that he had no idea where to start. All he knew is that he wanted all of you right now.

“Can I take your shirt off, please?” His words almost came out as a whine and it welcomed a fresh wave of arousal in your panties. “Take off whatever you want, I’m yours.” A reassuring confession that Spencer had no idea he needed to hear. 

His lithe, veiny hands tugged at your top first, dragging it over your head and throwing it somewhere random. Your pants and panties were next to go and you couldn’t help but shiver at Spencer's intense stare.

“I’m uh- feeling a little vulnerable here, could you lose a layer or two?” 

The man blinked rapidly, his fingers shooting to undo the buttons on his cardigan. “Yes, yeah of course, sorry I -'' You grabbed the shaky digits. “Calm down, take it slow. I’m not going anywhere.” It was a light jab meant to ease his nerves. For a moment he looked unsure but you gave an encouraging smile.

After his clothes disappeared he held you by your waist, walking you backwards until your calves hit the bed. You quickly hurried to scale the mattress until your head hit the pillows.

“God,” Spencer gulped. “This is so much better than what I imagined.” You giggled slightly. “As much as I appreciate your flattery, I want you to fuck me. Now.” You said it with such simplicity that his eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets at your crudeness.

He swallowed his shock. “Whatever the lady wants.”

He hurried to crawl over your leaning body; you cup his cheek in an act of haste, dragging him down to lay on top of you. His own hands didn’t stop their determined trail, tracing the soft planes of your plush body until he reached your wet cunt.

You whine loudly at the feeling of Spencer’s fingers stroking your damp slit.

“So responsive.” He murmured with delighted smirk. You go to say something snarky but you’re quickly cut off when he begins to rub tight circles on your clit. “‘M sensitive.” You gasp against his lips, your back arching and pressing further into him.

His body falls to the side, laying next to your naked one with a cheek balanced on his fist. “I’m gonna make you cum on my fingers first,” Spencer whispers into your ear. His ring finger entered your warmth slowly and he felt himself choke on his words. You mewled, a hand shooting up to tangle in his long, curly hair, the other grabbed at his wrist.

“Then, I’m gonna make you cum on my cock.” After a few experimental twists of his wrist, his middle finger joins the first. Your breathing speeds up with every movement of his digits. 

“Afterwards, ‘m gonna clean you up and take you out to eat.” Your brain could barely process what he was saying, but every word that left his mouth added to the swarming butterflies in your gut – which felt so juvenile seeing as though he was already knuckle deep inside you.

“And when we get home, I’m gonna eat this sweet pussy for dessert.” 

Your eyelashes were fluttering rapidly, your hips moving frantically on his fingers in an attempt to try and get him deeper. Spencer must have sensed what you needed, because with a few firm swipes on your sensitive clit sent you spiraling over the edge.

“Spencer, Spencer, Spencer… I - I -” Your gummy walls squeezed his digits, and the only thing keeping you grounded was the heat coming from his body.

“Wow.” You laughed breathlessly. “Wow indeed.” He mimics with the same amount of amusement.

“Are you okay to keep going?” He asks. 

“Are you kidding?” The look on his face was almost laughable, and you gave his naked chest an encouraging pat. “Hell yeah I’m good, how about you?”

“If I told you I could cum just from watching you, would you believe me?” You roll your eyes and snort. “We’ll find out later, loverboy. Get up here.”

He scrambles to get on top of you, but then stops. “Wait, wait,” He reaches behind your head and grabs a pillow. “Lift your hips up for me.” Your eyes go wide, because who in the fuck taught him that? Though you move a bit slowly through your surprise, he manages to get the soft thing under you, your lower back now elevated.

But all excitement dies out when he realizes there might be no protection, he looks like he could almost cry.

“It’s cool, Spence. I’m on the pill and I… I haven’t had sex with anyone in an embarrassingly long time.” You admit shyly, your eyes casting to the side nervously. “I’m clean too. I don’t really remember the last time I’ve had sex either.” 

You guys make eye contact and erupt into a fit of giggles, “To relearning the art of sexual intercourse then.” Spencer scrunches his nose up at your wording, but you don’t give him any time to retort because you’ve already placed two hands on his face, tugging his head down to kiss your smile-split lips.

He takes the time to kiss you for a moment before reaching down to line his dick up to your entrance. You both shiver at the sensation. You guys disconnect your lips to watch him enter you, your foreheads pressed together and breaths mingled in anticipation.

You moaned in unison when he slowly but surely seethed himself in you fully, and your body tensed at the long awaited intrusion. “Gimme a sec.” You gulped. “Yeah, yeah, of course.” He panted.

You allowed yourself a moment to relax, brushing your fingers through his curls as a way to comfort Spencer as well. After taking a few more seconds to enjoy the raw, intimate moment between the two of you, you said, “Okay. Okay, I’m good.” 

Spencer licked his lips and rolled his hips tentatively, and your breath hitched. A string of whimpers were soon to follow with every drag of his cock against your sensitive inner walls, the leftovers of your previous orgasm leaving your body feeling electric.

Your mouth drops open into an ‘o’ shape when his tip brushes your g-spot.

“Right - right there Spence…good boy - fuck - good fucking boy.” 

The term of endearment was an accidental slip of the tongue, but it had frayed some nerve in his body, because the groan that left him was guttural and hungry.

“Say -” He huffs. “Say it again, please.” The pace of his thrusts speed up as he begs, and your nails drag down his back. “You’re my good boy, Spencie.” His eyes flutter shut at the praise and he doesn’t bother to be gentle anymore.

“Mphm! More - I need more.”

“Okay, okay.” He rushed to balance on his elbow so that his other arm could slip between the two of your bodies to rub at your clit. Your back arched, and Spencer all but throbbed inside of you, his balls tightening and threatening to cum right then and there; but ever the gentleman, he waited, his stomach sucked in tightly and his body jolting quivering.

“I - I’m gonna cum.” 

It didn’t take much to pull you into a kiss. It was sloppy, and messy, and lewd and all of those other wonderful synonyms. Spit dribbled down your chins and with one last hard thrust that almost sent you up the bed, you gripped onto the older man for dear life.

Everything went white as you came; your hearing, your vision, every single cognitive thought you had pretty much flew out the window.

It was Spencer gently wiping the sweat off of your brow that brought you back down to reality, your lungs finally opening up and expanding for that much needed air.

“Hey,” He cooed. “There you are.”

“Hi,” You sighed with a ditzy smile on your face.

There was a moment of silence before you said, “How about we save the oral for breakfast?” Spencer laughed, but nonetheless nodded in agreement. “That sounds perfect.”

“So, what’s for dessert then?” He couldn’t help but ask. “Hm…” You pondered for a moment. 

“How about ice cream?”

“I like ice cream.” But then he added, “But I like you more.”

“Ugh, you’re the worst.” You groaned, covering your eyes, but your grin gave you away. “I like you too, I guess.”

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[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Chaos Is Among Us

Pairings: Eclipse/Polar, Kill Code/Glamrock Freddy, Lunar/Mini Music Man, Sun/Foxy (pre-relationship)

Word Cound: 1,155 Words

Summary: Unintentional bonding and the unholy act.

Warnings: Innuendo (mentioned) Sex (mentioned only), Creep (mentioned), Caps, Cursing, Death (mentioned only), Vomitting (mentioned only), let me know if I should add anything else.

Chapter 3: The Horrors

3:40am

Why Is This My Family?

Blood Moon: Why are both Mama and Dad and Peepaw’s rooms making loud noises?

Harvest Moon: Hey, @Moon, can we come over and visit? Maybe help with Plex patrol even?

Moon: Yeah, sure come on little ducklings.

Solar Flare: Thank you, my god that was awkward.

Moon: Why not just bang on the walls and tell them to keep it down?

Harvest Moon: Because that might involve telling Blood Moon what they’re doing.

Solar Flare: Yeah, and Blood Moon is the only one left with some kinda innocence and we don’t want to get rid of what’s left of it.

Moon: Makes sense. Just don’t go in Lunar’s room. He has Mini over. Mini is getting the railing of a lifetime.

Harvest Moon: Are all of you adults just sinners?

Moon: No, I’m asexual.

Solar Flare: No, you just commit crimes instead.

Moon: You got me there. But still. Sunny literally went out for ice cream and hasn’t come back for three hours now since I started my patrol. It’s quite funny, honestly.

Lunar: We’ve been done for a half hour, idiots.

Blood Moon: Done with what?

Lunar: Making loud noises. Yeah, it’s a game to see how loud you can be and Mini was winning. We played for two and a half hours and Mini still won.

Blood Moon: Ooh, is that the game Mama and Dad and Peepaw and Freddy are playing?

Moon: …Yes.

Sun: Wait, I can come home now without hearing the sound of the unholy?

Lunar: Yes, Sun.

Sun: Finally, I can stop hiding in Gator Golf.

Moon: Why are you bugging Monty? Are you two dating in secret or something?

Sun: What? No! Never! Monty and I are friends and he let me crash here to avoid Lunar and Mini Music Man’s unholiness. If anyone, I’m interested in Foxy.

Moon: You mean the guy who hit on me? That ancient little fleabag?

Sun: The very same.

Moon: Okay, who replaced Sun with a copy that’s completely lost its mind?

Lunar: Not it, I was busy.

Sun: Come on, his memory got reset, he doesn’t even remember hitting on you. And the new suit he got makes him much less of an ‘ancient little fleabag’.

Moon: I hate this family and I hate existing.

Harvest Moon: At least you’ve got your three ducklings free of sin, Uncle Moon.

Moon: Yeah fine, I’ll live for the ducklings.

Blood Moon: Can I be the cute duckling with a pink bow on my head?

Moon: Yeah, kid, we’ll get you a pink bow for your hair.

Sun: I have a box full of bows, c’mere kid.

Moon: Sun, that is the most creepy sentence you have ever written and I was there when you said ‘who wants candy until your parents come for pickup’. Please rethink your grammar choices.

Sun: LISTEN

Moon: NO

Sun: I’m allowed to spoil my grand-niece!

Moon: Not at the cost of sounding like a creepy uncle at a barbecue!

Blood Moon: Uncle Sunny, I’m here. Can I have my bow?

Sun: Yes, Blood Moon. I have a pretty pink one.

Sun: bloodmoonwithabowinherhair.jpg

Sun: Sending her back to you, Mama Duck Moon.

Moon: Hate that. Thanks.

Blood Moon: I GOT A BOW!

Solar Flare: It’s very pretty, sister.

Harvest Moon: You look adorable, twin.

Lunar: Ya look cute.

6:48am

Why Is This My Family?

Moon: @Eclipse @Polar I kidnapped your kids. This is a random note. I require coffee and bagels in exchange for the safe return of your kids that are all sleeping on me.

Eclipse: Oh shit.

Polar: Yeah, yeah, we’ll be over in an hour to collect the kids.

Kill Code: Oh my god, we scared the kids out of the house!

Lunar: Yeaaaaaah hearing your Mom and Grandpa getting railed does that. They’re safe, I’m currently taking pictures of Moon being trapped under your kids.

Eclipse: My god, they’re gonna need therapy.

Polar: We have attained coffee and bagels. We’re on our way up.

Kill Code: I’m on my way too.

Moon: Good, I’m getting lethargic you being out of my body so long.

Kill Code: I’m sorry!

Moon: Finally, hate you.

Kill Code: Listen, I forgot I wasn’t supposed to fall asleep! I was tired! I had my back blown out!

Moon: I don’t want to know this information.

Sun: Y’all are cursed. Your whole family is cursed. The adults at least.

Polar: I have acquired my daughter and sons, that’s all I care about.

2:25pm

Why Is This My Family?

Lunar: mynamespeteandilikejugsimmentallyillandimondrugs.gif

Moon: Lunar, that is so random, what?

Lunar: My therapist said I have something called ‘hd tv’.

Moon: …

Moon: You mean ‘adhd’?

Lunar: Yes, that’s the word! See, I wasn’t listening to Dr. Sheph again, I was zoning out thinking about the Saw movies again.

Moon: Lunar?

Lunar: Yes?

Moon: Listen to Dr. Sheph.

Lunar: Aw. Fine. But I’m still gonna talk about Saw during my therapy sessions and he can’t do nothing about it!

Moon: *long deep sigh*

Sun: Did you just really type out ‘long deep sigh’?

Moon: Yes, Sun, yes I did.

Sun: Alrighty then.

Eclipse: Hey samesies on the ADHD.

Lunar: I am now denouncing having ADHD.

Eclipse: Oh, come on!

Lunar: Nu-uh, don’t wanna bond with you over ANYTHING be happy I’m talking in a chatroom where you are.

Eclipse: Not even if I wanted to watch the Saw movies with you?

Lunar: …

Lunar: I’m bringing over my disk set of all ten movies, you better set up fast, you discount soggy Dorito chip. This will take 16 hours and 11 minutes minimum with no pauses.

Eclipse: Getting everything ready. Polar, GET OUT!

Polar: I’ve been evicted in favor of gore movies.

Lunar: You can join if you want.

Polar: Nah. I don’t handle gore well.

Lunar: Then yeah, stay the fuck out.

Polar: Guess I’m stealing the guest room tonight then.

Moon: You’re weird, Polar.

Lunar: Don’t make it sound like you didn’t puke watching them the first time.

Moon: Listen! Some of them got me yeah. Especially Valentina. And Joyce.

Lunar: You better shut up about Valentina and Joyce before I shut you up. No spoiling Eclipse!

Eclipse: I have no clue who those people are, I’m just happy to spend time and bond with you over ADHD.

Lunar: …I’ve been bamboozled by my hyperfixation into *gag* spending time with you.

Eclipse: We’ll you can’t leave now, the first movie’s already playing and you said you’d show me the movies.

Lunar: Alas.

6:41am

Why Is This My Family?

Moon: Sooooooo

Moon: How did bonding goooooo?

Eclipse: New hyperfixation! New hyperfixation!

Lunar: It was nice watching the movies again with someone who doesn’t throw up watching them.

Moon: Listen, I’ve apologized seven times now for throwing up on you during the Valentina scene. I’m sorry! At least we weren’t in a theater and I cleaned it up!

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[sweet-honey-tears]

💝Gifts To and From 💝

Hawks x Gender Neutral Reader

💝Part Two💝 FLUFF

Thought I’d continue this but it’s also head cannons for Hawks in general lol. If you want to read part 1, go here! And click here for part 3! And I hope you all enjoy, feel free to leave request or questions. Thank you all for the support. Love you all! 🤍🌸

You’re kept far out of public eye, out of hero life

Hawks is not supposed to really be with you, your a ‘distraction’ or a ‘liability’

“Ya hear that chickadee, the commission says you're a distraction to my work. Well, one hell of a distraction!” Picks you up and just started to twirl you with him when he says it. He fucking loves you.

You're spoiled, whether you want it or not. Man buys you fluffy coats because he thinks it's adorable to watch you drown in the fake fur lining. No animal credulity- you made that quite clear and he doesn’t really like the thought either. Plus they're so big that they can completely cover you from cameras when you’re with him in an outing. The coats are huge, long, and huge. You're completely hidden from everything.

The best shot they(the paparazzi )got of you is a strand of hair peaking from the big hood and the corner of a shoe.

You greet him every time he comes home from a patrol. Arms slug around his neck as he pretty much lifts you up. His wing flutter in happiness, lifting you slightly with him. “There's my chickadee!”

Because no one knows what you look like, you can walk around without any coats or covers when you head off alone. A red health chilling inside your coat pocket, or in a necklace or weaved into your hair. He's always with him and protecting.

Has a thing for coats.

You(i.e. You reading) already know about them as a protector from the media. But they also protect you from the cold.

He likes to pick you up and fly with you and admittedly the altitude makes you shiver intensely. Yeah that’s not gonna fly-(PUN HA)

His Home screen is of you in his hero coat, the long sleeves pooled at your elbow due to the pose you're in. Your hands holding a stuffed animal chicken he got you. Your adorable face peeking out from behind it. A large and bright smile on your face. The crinkle in your eyes makes his heart melt every time he sees it.

If you’re wondering, his lock screen is of a chicken. No-he doesn't love them more then you- but he doesn't want the media getting a glance at his lock screen and seeing you.

Hawks melt everytime he finds you mending his coat. Needles and threads spread over the counters as you try your damn hardest to match the thread color to his jacket.

What do you get a man who can buy everything? The answer is simple. Nothing. You make him something instead.

Hawks comes home to a giant wrapped box. A pink bow on the top. And you, sitting on the table with a excited grin.

“I got you a congratulations gift.”

“For what?” he muses, a bit concerned, confused and hesitate. He just got off a very uneasy meeting with the commission and to say the least, he's on edge- no more like about to fall over the edge. And you noticed.

“Honestly- I just couldn't wait till your birthday, or our anniversary, or whatever else. I'm just- just too excited,” you say calmly, giving him a sweet and reassuring smile. It eases him.

He opens the box and there sits a quilt. A beautiful one. Hand stitched. Home made. Made out of:

Fabric patches of chickens

Fabric Patches of blues, yellows, pinks,orange

There are patches of his old shirts sown into. Ones he wasn't allowed to be seen in anymore(commissions words) due to the worn down look. It made him not look... Not fully Perfect. He liked those shirts but parted with them. Or so he thought. He could see patches of some of the old shirts, the logos or prints, stitched in with other color patches.

He pretty much breaks down.

He loves it. It’s not perfect. There’s messed up stitches and uneven patches. It’s human,it’s flawed. It’s something not perfect in his forced perfect world. He loves it. He fucking adore it so much.

His new Lock Screen is a close up of the quilt. Patch works of chickens running on it are mid screen.

Your Home Screen is of him and you. You’re both hidden in the blanket. It’s like a cave around the two of you, and Keigo looks calm and happy.

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[marvelobsessed134]

Sparks Fly part 2

Series masterlist

A/n: so sorry this took so long to get out 😭 also the timeline is kinda messed up but it’s 90s!tommy in this story so yeah takes place in the 90s

Pairings: Tommy Lee x Fem!Country Singer!reader

And soon enough you got a call from Tommy. He asked you out for dinner and of course you said yes. You’re so nervous, though. You know of his reputation and how he was with drugs not too long ago. But he’s so handsome and was so sweet you. You just had to say yes.

So, you’re in a light pink dress with peasant sleeves. Your hair in a ponytail with a light pink bow on it. Light makeup adorned your face. You had some pearl jewelry and white kitten heels. As you stood in front of the hotel room mirror making sure everything looked good when you got a knock on the door.

You sighed before shoving your nerves down and opening the door. Tommy stood before you with a grin on his face and flowers in his hand.

“Wow, you look…” he trailed off taking in your whole outfit.

You blushed, “Thanks.”

“Oh!” He said suddenly, jerking the flowers towards you, “I got you these. Wasn’t sure what your preferences on flowers were but thought I’d get ‘em anyways.” You took the bouquet from him and brought them to your nose, sniffing them.

“They’re beautiful Tommy.” You gushed before walking over and setting them on the nightstand. You’ll have to find a way to travel with them without them dying.

Then, the two of you were off on your first date. He took you to this very nice restaurant in Hollywood. Despite you having quite a bit of money yourself, it was way more fancy than you’ve ever been to.

The waiter showed you to your table and the questions began.

“So, I noticed you’re in a hotel…is your house getting renovated or something?” The drummer asked.

“Oh no. I live in Nashville but since I did a few shows here I stayed in a hotel.” You explained the most obvious reason why you were in a hotel.

“Nashville huh? So you’re a real country girl.”

You chuckled, “I guess you can say that. I’ve lived there my whole life. It’s my home yknow?”

“Yeah I can see that.”

It was quiet for a moment before you spoke up again, “So what’s going on with the band right now? I heard you guys laid off Vince?” It was a touchy subject sure, but you really wanted to know what the hell they were thinking when they fired the singer.

“Yeah, but it’s all cool cause we got a new guy, John Corabi. It’s better that way.” And he left it at that.

The two of you talked more and more, all throughout the night. You just couldn’t stop asking about each other.

As Tommy walked you out towards his Ferrari you said, “That was one of the most fun dates I’ve had in a long time.”

“Really?” He looked down at you and raised an eyebrow.

You leaned your head against his shoulder, “Yeah.”

“I’m glad then. I guess I held up to your standards?”

“Haha, yeah. I mean it’s not like I have any to begin with but you’re so respectful and sweet. Not to offend you but you’re a lot different than-“

“The media makes me out to be? Yeah. When I find a girl I really like I make sure to treat her as a queen.” Your stomach fluttered with butterflies.

The two of you got in his car and he turned on the radio but turned down the volume so you could still talk.

“I don’t believe I’ve asked you this but how old are you?” He asked.

“23.” You answered honestly.

“Ok, I’m 31. Was just making sure.”

“I thought you liked younger girls?” You teased.

“I do well- not under 18 girls you know…over 18? Fuck.”

You giggled as he tried to explain himself, “It’s fine. You know my mama told me not to go with older men better yet men in rock n roll bands but, you’re just so…different.” Tommy smiled at your southern accent.

“I’m not the best man in the world, I’ve done some pretty fucked up shit. Maybe not as much as Nikki but…” the drummer trailed off.

You put your hand over his that was sitting on the center console. He looked over at you with those brown eyes. “We’re human, we all do things we regret. That’s just how life works. Imagine if we didn’t do anything wrong, that’d be really boring and no lessons would be learned.”

“I see why you have an award for best songwriting.”

“Yeah, I guess Im somewhat of a poet myself.”

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[pleathewrites]

bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 1 excerpt — dabihawks first kiss read full story here

October

Sometimes, Hawks will visit Dabi outside of their scheduled meetings. 

As these impromptu visits escalate in frequency, the scarred man begins to get comfortable, and Hawks begins to notice things about him — really precious things. 

Dabi likes to wear delicate things, like boy shorts and panties because boxers and briefs tug too harshly on his staples. When he’s home, he forgoes pants as much as possible because the denim of his jeans scrapes against the seams. The same goes for tops, the scarred-man favoring necklines that will swoop far beneath the stitching on his chest to avoid any type of friction. His cheap apartment is cleaner than Hawks’, the strong smell of lemon disinfectant always lingering in the air. Dabi’s pillow is a flattened lumpy thing, but the covering is pristine and softer than the expensive sheets Hawks has in his own apartment. 

Dabi takes care of himself in the gentlest ways, and Hawks can’t help but wonder if anyone else has ever treated this man the slightest bit gentle. He worries about the answer, even though he shouldn’t.

He knew infiltrating the League would be dangerous. He knew getting on the good side of the infamous flame-villain would be difficult and trying. He just never expected his own heart would get involved. 

The first time Hawks kisses him, they’re sitting on Dabi’s bed while he ashes his cigarette. He’s wearing nothing but black panties and his flimsy white tee. The moonlight is shining across his face so, so prettily, reflecting off his staples like diamonds, and Hawks gets lost in the glimmer of his bright blue eyes. Dabi’s turning his head, opening his mouth to speak, and whatever he meant to say gets lost between Hawks' teeth.  

For a sweet second, those multi-textured lips are pliant as they push against Hawks’ own, but then Dabi is pushing back with a gasp, “What are you doing?” 

“I don’t know,” He answers, when he really wants to say, ‘Something finally for myself.’

For the first time since Hawks has known Dabi, the villain looks scared.

A scarred hand comes up to cup Hawks’ face, printless fingertips brushing Hawks’ cheekbones, and Dabi’s heavily-lidded eyes flicker once to Hawks’ mouth before moving back to his eyes. Dabi’s own sharpen coldly, “Why?” 

And Hawks can only answer honestly.

“Because I want to.” 

“That’s not good enough,” Dabi lets go. 

Hawks moves his own hands to cup those scarred cheeks, “Because I want you.” 

“You don’t even know me.” 

And that’s true. Just because they share a couple stories here and there about who they used to be, Hawks doesn’t really know Dabi. There are twenty-plus years of life this man has gone through, and Hawks knows it will probably take years for him to fully know and understand the man in front of him, and vice-versa.

But, “I want to. And I want you to know me.” 

“Ha!” Dabi scoffs, “Oh, really, Hawks? ” it’s practically a sneer, and Hawks can feel Dabi pulling back, away from him, away from this — all of this that’s been bubbling up to right here, right now, this very moment. 

And he starts to panic, “Keigo. My name is Takami Keigo, but I don’t use it. At all.” 

Dabi stops moving and his mouth gapes. 

Hawks has seen a lot of beautiful people, with pretty pink mouths — small and plump and big and thin, all kinds. 

He’s never seen a pair that made him want to act so badly, though, not until he met Dabi.

Those two-toned lips are moving, the top slightly plumper than the bottom, its cupid’s bow rounded out and puffy, and the scarred half contrasts so nicely against Dabi’s perfect pearly-white teeth.

“What’s the point of tellin’ me?” 

Dabi looks scared again, but the way his thin chest expands and his cheeks flush — so pink, the prettiest shade of pink Hawks has ever seen — Hawks thinks he also looks excited. 

Hawks lets one of his hands travel down Dabi’s side, “Because I want you to use it,” he squeezes at the healthy skin of Dabi’s thigh, “And I think you want to, as well.” 

Hawks doesn’t realize he’s pulling Dabi’s legs open and pushing the villain back until he registers the way Dabi’s leg, the one in his hold, unfolds from its position and wraps around his waist, “Okay. Keigo.” 

The last thing he sees is the way Dabi’s hair halos over his pillow under the cold light of the moon as he presses the scarred man against the beaten mattress.

They make out the entire night.

Keigo doesn’t get a single bit of useful information other than precisely the way Dabi’s body feels under his own.

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[hoshi-y]

HIII!! I always wanted to make this request but I didn’t know if they watched or read the manga so hear me out…how about Mitsuba, Kou, Hanako, and Akane (Hopefully that’s not too much-) with a s/o that is like Princess Syalis? ^^ (I can honestly see the apparitions being scared of them and the Mokkes help them steal stuff idk why I can strangely see it)

Follow My Orders

Genre : Fluff

Characters : Aoi Akane, Mitsuba Sousuke, Minamoto Kou, Hanako-kun

TW : None

A/N : Aww this is so cute, I even imagine the mokkes help us escape cleaning too

I hope you enjoy 💗

I'm gonna use their old banners for awhile, I am unmotivated to make them rn

You're a handful..

He didn't have any problems with you when you joined the school

You were very quiet and kept to yourself

And... you were mostly asleep...

Not like he wanted to talk to you

right?

Nah, He thinks your sleeping face and cute snoring captured his heart

it clenched him

So he would sometimes wait for you to wake up

which you don't...

You were only awake when he was doing something or he had stacks of work to do

and it frustrated him

But he liked you so

He followed this pattern of yours and quickly finished all his work so he could talk to you

And for the first time, he actually caught you awake

He cleared his throat to get your attention as you were sewing little clothes for the Mokke which he found absolutely adorable

You stopped what you were doing and slowly looked up at him, Akane froze at how pretty your eyes were, given that you would sleep most of the time he rarely saw how your eyes looked like

Its like he took a screenshot in real life, the image of your face burned into his brain

Neither of you said anything first, you just kind of stared at him as he stared back at you, when you were about to go back to what you were working on he spoke up

"Ah my apologies, what are you still doing here, It's after-school already" Akane didn't want her to go, but it was per school regulation, all students who don't have a club were to go home immediately.

"Can't I stay a little longer?" Your pouting face and sleepy voice shot an arrow right thru Akane's heart as he fell on his knees and bowed his head

"STAY AS MUCH AS YOU WANT MY GODDESS!" You smiled as you pat his head which made him explode and run off somewhere probably to grab something to proclaim his love already

O-oi! You're supposed to be my prisoner!!

You just wanted some good sleep

like everywhere you go, someone or something just has to ruin it

and right now it was happening something ruined it

or someone?... they look alien..

You went from asking Yashiro and Kou where to sleep

But ended up being sucked inside the mirror

the last thing you heard and saw was a very panicked Yashiro and Kou

And a very scared Hanako

And now you're here, in a.. what did they call it a boundary?

"Hey! Were you even listening to a word I said?" Ah they were speaking? Actually.. you couldn't tell if they were a guy or a girl with very boyish clothes.. Though their hair was pink so maybe—

"So you weren't listening, Good these hands dragged in a sleepyhead you even slept on the wya here!" The pink haired... person said in frustration, you cleared your throat to get their attention which it did "I have a question.. Are you a girl or a boy?"

.

.

.

"WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?!?"

He calmed down and introduced himself

He said his name was Mitsuba, and he was lost here

well thats all you heard cause you were really really sleepy at the moment

One thing led to another, Hanakos doppelganger showed up

And he put you to sleep

and you were very happy

While you were napping, you heard commotion around you and the ground shaking, It annoyed you so you opened your eyes to see Mitsuba infront of you blocking rocks from falling on you

"Ow ow... Are you alright?.." He asked

.

.

.

"Why did you wake me up..."

"YOU DONT EVEN CARE—"

Stealing isn't good..

Kou has always been really helpful and fun to be with!

So you decided to use up ypur saved up energy to make him something, like cookies

Chocolate chip cookoes with a marshmallow on top mhm

But the only problem was

you didn't have ingredients

but you heard the other section was gonna use the home economics room to make goods so you can just 'borrow' right?

But you couldn't do it all by yourself so you bargained with the mokkes with a bag of candy to get the things you needed

Halfway of getting the ingredients Kou caught you with your schemes

You hung your head low and also the mokke, Kou was walking around the halfway when a group of mokkes you sent out to find flour bumped into him making the mokkes freak out cause what they were carrying was a surprise for him, what happened? well the flour flew and landed on his head

and teared open

Kou sighed as he threw the wipes into the trash bin "Stealing isn't okay [F/N], and asking the Mokkes to steal for you aswell isn't great" He slightly lectured you

"I'm sorry.. You were just really fun to be with that's why I borrowed all these stuff to make you cookies.."

Kou sighed as he smiled, he can't stay mad at you "If ya wanted to make cookies you should've called me, you suck at baking"

That comment hit you straight in the chest as you pouted "Well if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise.."

Well, If you did successfully gather all the ingredients, the Home Economics room would be in ruins, so glad you didn't

D-don't word it out like that..

A scene of a very flushed hanako hiding his face with his hat, and you standing clueless and confused

What happened here exactly?

Well, your back was aching that's what was happening

No one here had very strong looking hands

except for a certain toilet boy

He had long, slender, and strong looking hands

perfect to help with your aching back

But you couldn't ask him yo massage you it was embarrassing!

Like him massaging you wasn't embarrassing enough...

You peaked inside the bathroom to spot your victim playing cards on the windowsill, Hanako felt your presence and turned his head to see you

"My~ What brings you here so early hm? Couldn't wait to see me?~" Hanako flpated over to you as you eyed his hands, He followed your gaze and looked at his hands "Why whats wrong? Do you want to hold them? Oh my [F/N] you are very bol—"

"I need you to touch me."

He choked back as he swatted his hands with a big blush on his face "W-W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!?" Hanako trembled, if he tried to touch you he'd get a beating from his assistant

He's here thinking that what you meant was a rather.. Sexual request, and your out here looking for something to massage you.

You took a step forward, He took a step back.

Forward, back forward back forward, until Hanako hit his bacm on the wall and you stood infront of him "Just touch me here—"

"I-I MAY BE A P-P-PERVERT BUT THAT'S A NO" He formed his arms into an 'x' as you stood their your face slowly turning into a sad one, He freaked out as he thought about it and agreed

"F-fine.. um... w-where do you want me to t-touch.. you..." His voice getting quieter and quieter

You pointed at the book you were holding as he deadpanned "Here, it aches in this area." Hanako covered his face trying to get the dirty thoughts out of his head, god you were just asking for a massage

Hanako sat you down and started massaging your back still blushing "If you wanted a massage you could've said so... I got the wrong Idea.." He mumbled the last part

You leaned onto his chest as he looked down you fell asleep, He sighed as he patted your head "What am I gonna do with you, [F/N]?" Hanako smiles at your sleeping face turn into a smile

Not only were you sleeping peacefully as your aching back was fixed, you found yourself a new pillow.

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shoujo hanako kun #tbhk x reader #jshk #hanako kun #tbhk #tbhk hanako #yugi amane #tbhk amane #amane x reader #kou minamoto #tbhk kou #jshk kou #mitsuba sousuke #jshk mitsuba #tbhk mitsuba #aoi akane #tbhk aoi #jshk aoi #akane x reader #kou x reader #mitsuba x reader

[familyvideostevie]

Hi there! I hope you’re having a good weekend :) Could I possibly request something where Dustin drags Eddie to watch the school musical to support his friend and as soon as Eddie hears her sing he falls hard for her?

hi! this was just really cute so i had to try it, hope you like! <3 i've only seen oklahoma once and i was like, 12, so i had to google the plot, my apologies for any mistakes there| 1.5k, fluff, fem!reader

"Why isn't there a musical called Indiana?" Eddie complains. "Why is --" he looks at the cover of the program in his hand -- "Oklahoma so important?"

"If you're going to keep asking stupid questions I think you should wait in the van." Dustin sinks low in the high school auditorium seat. "Don't embarrass me."

Eddie pats Dustin on the head and the boy scowls. "For like, two hours? Nah. I wouldn't even be able to smoke since I'm your ride, Henderson. Gotta be responsible." Eddie would never drive high, plus he promised Dustin's mom to get him home in one piece and man, that lady makes good lemon bars. "Might as well see what all the fuss is about."

"It's like, inter-club relations, Eddie. We use the drama room all the time for Hellfire so it's a good thing we're here!" Dustin sounds very impressed with his own reasoning. He'd asked Eddie to come with him to see the school musical and after spring break Eddie isn't in the habit of denying his young friend much. Even this.

"Oh, so we're not here because you have a crush on the leading lady who also happens to be your old babysitter?" Eddie jokes. But honestly, Dustin is right. The theater club is nice enough to let a group of punks play a board game even through the musical going on, which he never really thought about before. And though he doesn't really know any of the theater kids, but he respects them. It's tough to do something you really love in high school, a place where earnestness is ridiculed.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Dustin huffs, his cheeks a gentle pink. Eddie shifts in his seat as the lights start to go down -- the auditorium isn't too crowded and he wonders if he's going to fall asleep.

But that feeling lasts only a few minutes because then he sees you. You're in a pale blue dress that's probably meant to be old-timey or something, Eddie doesn't know, but he can't look away. You're pretty, that's clear, but you're also magnetic.

"Is that her?" he whispers to Dustin, who nods before putting his finger to his lips to tell Eddie to be quiet. And then you start to sing. And he'll deny it for the rest of his days, but he swears the world stops and it's just you and him in the dingy Hawkins High auditorium. It's not metal, it's not rock, it's nothing Wayne plays in the trailer, nothing he remembers his mom singing to him when he was a kid. But something about the gentle melody worms its way into his bones and he feels like he's floating. Is this love at first sight?

The musical goes by and Eddie only kind of registers the plot -- bad boy versus good boy, a lot of town politics, maybe some of it too familiar -- but he doesn't take his eyes off of you whenever you're on stage. Which, as the lead role, is a lot. When you sing your ballad he thinks he's blushing. He's blushing. He doesn't even know you!

So when the show ends and the cast comes out to take bows Eddie leaps to his feat, clapping and whistling when you cast your smile over the crowd. Is he imagining that you pause on him and Dustin for a second longer than anyone else?

"Dude," Dustin says, wacking Eddie's leather-clad shoulder. "I think you're drooling." The auditorium empties out and Dustin starts to walk away with a huff. Eddie swipes his hand across his face just in case (he's not drooling).

"Wait, what do we do now?" he calls after his friend. "Is that it?" There's a crowd of people milling around in the hallway, some holding flowers and other small gifts. He wonders if you have a boyfriend who is here somewhere.

"We can wait, if you want. The cast will come out soon." Dustin strokes his chin like a supervillain as he says it, looking far too smug for his own good. Eddie frowns.

"Spit it out, Henderson," Eddie says, leaning on a row of lockers. No one seems to think twice about him being there to watch a show about a town pariah who does some bad shit and dies for it. But he can't think too much about that. Not when he's thinking about you.

"Nope!" he says, throwing his hands in the air. "Nothing to say." Eddie rolls his eyes and looks back at the program and the cast list, running his finger over your name. He wonders if you've had class together and he just didn't know it since he never went. God, there's no way you don't know who he is. And you're probably scared of him, just like everyone else. This is a bad idea.

"Henderson--" he starts to say, pushing off of the lockers to head for the door. But then another voice stops him.

"Dustin!" It's you. After listening to you talk and sing in a faux-southern accent for two hours he's a little shocked to hear your regular tone but it warms him all the way through just as strong. Eddie takes a second just to look at you as you hug the younger boy. You've still got your stage make-up on but you're in jeans and a drama club shirt and he thinks you're the prettiest thing he's ever seen.

"I thought I saw you in the audience," you grin, sending Dustin a wink that has him blushing. Eddie finds the wherewithal to give you a little wave.

"You were great," he says earnestly. "Honestly. Never heard a voice like that, I swear." He rubs the back of his neck for a second before going for it. "I'm Eddie --"

"Munson," you finish, going in for a quick hug. He's too surprised to react and when you pull back you look a little shy. "Sorry," you grimace. "Post-show adrenaline has me hugging everyone."

"S'okay," Eddie breathes out. You smell like hairspray and sweat and he wants to look at you forever. "You know me?"

"Hard not to," you say before you think about it. Your eyes widen as you realize what you said and Eddie tries not to flinch. "You look after my favorite kid!" you blurt out. "And I'm the one who picks up the drama room before Hellfire."

"You should come by sometime," Dustin chirps. "Stay for a session." You smile a little and tuck your hands in your back pockets. Eddie wants to touch you so badly he copies the movement so he can't reach for you.

"Didn't know you were the boss, Dusty," you reply, eyeing Eddie. "I wouldn't want to interrupt--"

"We meet on Fridays," Eddie says. "Which you uh, know. Since you set up for us." Shit. C'mon, Munson, he thinks. But you just smile at him.

"We've got the cast party tomorrow but I could come next week?" There are other people waiting behind him to talk to you, he's sure of it, but your attention never wanders.

"That would be cool," he says. "You know where to find us." He can't believe this is happening. He doesn't even want to play D&D with you -- he wants to make you smile, he wants to drive you around and find out if you've ever listened to metal, he wants to run his hands through your hair.

"You were really great," he repeats. He is feeling greedy, wanting every moment he can with you before he steps back into his real life.

"Dude, you already said that," Dustin mutters. You laugh and god, Eddie has to hear that sound again.

"Thank you," you say earnestly, a hand coming out of your pocket to gently cup his bicep. "See you at school, yeah?"

"You can count on that," Eddie replies. He means it. He'll go to every class from now on for the chance to talk to you. You wave goodbye and wander to the next group of people waiting to talk to you.

"Dude," Dustin says once the pair are in the parking lot. "That was embarrassing."

"I know," Eddie grins. He can't stop smiling. His arm burns where you touched him. "Thanks for being my wingman."

"Your wingman?" Dustin scoffs. "I invited her to Hellfire for me." But the grin he's hiding says differently. Eddie just rolls his eyes.

"We'll see, Henderson. I'm gonna get that girl to fall in love with me."

(He'll tell you this story in a few months' time when you're watching him tune his guitar on his bed. How he felt the world shift when you sang. How the first time you came to Hellfire he kept messing up because he couldn't stop looking at you. How he tried so hard to listen to more musicals on tape but hated them all. How it took the entirety of the movie you saw on your first date for him to work up the courage to hold your hand. How he called Dustin after you kissed for the first time. How he's pretty sure he fell in love with you immediately.)

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Hh!carlos works out and send photos to his wife, I don’t make the rules. He loves being drooled over, but only by her. He loves it when she comes up behind him while he’s cooking and starts feeling him up, running her hands along his biceps or his abs and complimenting him and he genuinely goes weak at the knees when she gives him a little kiss on the shoulder and a squeeze on the arm.

Also hh!carlos low-key reminds me of Bucky from the MCU. He’s just soft and sweet and a teddy bear and my headcanon is that hh!carlos is like, low-key RIPPED and could probably bench-press the people who talk badly about his wife and would gladly do so,cause he works out all the time and goes on like a four mile jog almost every morning, so he’s like a teddy bear but if a teddy bear was 200 lbs of pure muscle and Spanish passion.

Speaking of passion; holidays, birthdays, Valentine’s Day, etc., are actually really hard to shop for because whenever you ask Carlos what he wants his response is immediately “mi Vida, you are the greatest gift I could ever receive. With you in my arms, I want for nothing.” And you’re like, “that’s really sweet honey but your birthday is in three days and I can’t get you a gift because you won’t give me any goddamn ideas and I can’t keep getting you new kitchen utensils/appliances or books or I’ll genuinely start feeling bad.” Whereas you come home on Valentine’s Day to your favourite dinner, and roses everywhere, and nice music playing, and chocolates, and your husband with a bow on his head and a pretty plug in his ass with a pink, heart-shaped idk rhinestone or jewel or whatever idk what that decoration thing is called. Decoration isn’t even the right word I’m just genuinely dumb.

Also Carlos and his wife taking dancing lessons before their wedding (and then just for fun) because “mi corazon, our first dance must be special! You are my Queen and I would be remiss if I did not dance with royalty.” Also Ana’s wedding gave very much old money royalty vibes so it’s only natural that Carlos’ would as well, and he would absolutely keep up the Queen thing THE WHOLE TIME. Because you’re his wife, and his Queen! And his love and his heart and he loves you so much and he’s so ready to be yours for the rest of his life and he absolutely makes teh two of you dress as a knight and a queen for Halloween almost every year (or really famous movie couples because you will do a couples costume every year no exceptions, including Gomez and Morticia multiple times - that one is kind of his favourite because everyone is like “oh wow you guys are so in character!” But Carlos is actually just not holding back on showing affection in public, he’s like that all the time at home people just don’t see the full extent of it.

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OH MY GOD YES!! Honestly I think one of the things I’ve missed the most these past few days is not being able to write hh!Carlos specifically. I adore this.

Firstly, of course he sends you selfies! He's always sending you post workout selfies, and he looks so fucking good it's insane. He's all sweaty from his workout, either shirtless or with a shirt that clings to his muscles. He's always smiling in the camera, flexing a little just to show off.

He doesn't show off to anyone else, but to you? He LOVES being drooled over. He loves feeling your eyes on him so much, loves knowing his wife is watching him and could touch him at any moment.

So naturally he must take every opportunity possible to show off to you. So he simply has to take a selfie after every single gym session and send it to you. (By the way, if you're away he's not above sending nudes, especially if you ask for them, he very nearly died when you were away for a week and you told him to send you a video of him jerking off so that you could get off to it, he still thinks about that even years later).

I also think he sends you a lot of random pictures throughout the day actually? You don't have to respond to them, in fact he doesn't expect a response because he knows you're very busy at work. He just likes to send you things! Like how he baked a cake so he must send you a pic or he cleaned the lounge and sends you a pic.

He just loves keeping you informed on what he's doing. (I think Charles thrives on days where you work from home because he can basically in a 24/7 dynamic, getting his instructions from you and serving you and it's amazing).

I love the idea that the only way Carlos stresses you out is that he never tells you what to get him for stuff like Christmas, birthdays, anniversaries etc. Because he has everything he could ever want! And if there's ever anything else he wants, like some new clothes or new workout gear, then he'll just ask because you're his wife and your job is to provide for him. And of course you never consider saying no and getting him the thing for his birthday or Christmas.

And well... there's only so many times you can buy him new kitchen appliances before it gets ridiculous (you can basically count how many years you've been together by how many air fryers you have).

You feel so bad, because you always have to settle for some copout gift but carlos is there decorating the whole house and making a special meal and everything. He puts SO much effort into it, because he LOVES showing you how much he loves and appreciates you. Your birthday is a national holiday to him.

I also think you'll sometimes come home and he's made a big deal out of dinner for no real reason? The table is decorated and he's naked with a special plug in and his play collar, kneeling next to the table to sit with you while you eat and then be played with. There's no reason for this, he just wanted to do something for you.

And the biggest event of all is your anniversary. Because of course it is. It's the you became his wife! The most important day of the year in his opinion.

I like the idea that maybe you two don't go away on your actual anniversary, choosing to have a normal day at home instead and just really making sure to enjoy your time together and cherish each other.

Then, a week or two later, you'll go on a vacation together. Sometimes it's just a weekend away, other times it's a week or two, it just depends on how much time you can be away from work.

Carlos is overjoyed with any amount of time though, simply because it's time with his wife! That's all he could ever need.

And yeah the wedding was very much old money style. Knowing Carlos, he probably announced his plans to quit his job and become a house husband at the wedding? He has this long speech about how much he loves you and how excited he is for the rest your lives together and then just announced his retirement right there.

#house husband!carlos #house husband!au #f!reader #nsfw. #cs #💍

[kittycattoys]

Ink-Eddie Munson

This is my first post on Tumblr and I've been really into Eddie recently so I wrote this it probably will be a series unless you guys absolutely hate it. Ignore spelling mistakes.

Warnings: 18+ content, Slight spoilers for season 4(Mostly just Eddie and his personality), Smut, Drug use, Pictures of naked bodies, I don't like using Y/n so her name is Ava, takes place a little bit before the events of season 1, oral(F receiving), p in v, unprotected sex,

Summery: Ava can't get her mind off Steve and turns to Eddie for help but it isn't the help she expected

Ava was a very popular girl, not the mean type that bullies anyone that doesn't fit in she was the opposite. She was sweet and kind and her outside matched her inside. She was absolutely stunning, at least that's what Eddie thought of her. She could get anyone she wanted except for the one she really wanted her best friend, Steve Harrington, who was totally intranced with the shy, smart, pretty girl Nancy.

She had to listen to the guy she liked go on and on about Nancy. Even though she was jealous as hell she never let that show. She was sweet and supportive of his presuits because she would rather see him happy then to mess up their friendship. Even if it killed her inside. Of course nobody else knew of her crush so that's why it surprised Eddie so much when she came to him asking for drugs.

He thought she was joking until he saw her sitting on the park bench in the forest next to the school. She had on a pair of overalls with a bright pink shirt on underneath, her raven hair was tied up with a matching bright pink scrunchie. But in the lighting of the forest he couldn't help but think she looked like an angel. The sun shining through her black hair almost made it look blue.

Taking a deep breath he slowly walked over to sit on the bench across from her. She mumbled out a small greating she was clearly nervous "no one ever comes out here if you're worried of someone spotting you" he tried to calm her but it didn't really work

"it's not exactly that... I've never done this before"

"yeah I could assume that you don't seem like the type to do drugs but here we are"

"one thing I've learned is to never assume like people assume that the hellfire club is a cult when really your just a bunch of nerds"

He put his hand to his chest and faked being insulted "Rude I was starting to think I had you pegged wrong but I guess not" his voice was blatantly sarcastic. The way he was acting she couldn't help but chuckle. "Anyways this is just like any other transaction just only cash and no receipts of course. I can give you half an ounce for 20 dollars"

"Ok yeah" she quickly reached into the pocket on her chest and pulled out a 20 and slide it over to him and he tossed over the baggie. She held it in her hand for a second before she realized she didn't know what she was doing "I honestly have no idea of what I'm doing"

"You could come to my house and I could show you the ropes" it took a second for him to register what he said "oh shit that was forward, I mean you don't have to if you don't want to"

"it's ok I'll take you up on that offer" she reached over the table and gave his arm a conferting squeeze.

********

During the ride to his house Ava couldn't help but watch Eddie with fasantion. The way his ringed fingers taped against the stearing wheel to the faint sounds of the radio. The way he moved his head to a song he liked, the way his hair moved along. For once Steve was no where in her mind it was all on Eddie and the way he acted.

Once they got to his house... well not house, trailer Eddie quickly hopped out and ran to the other side letting Ava out slightly bowing to her. She let out a small giggle at his actions. As she entered she looked around at the dingey trailer. She didn't realize she had scrunched her nose up until Eddie made a comment on it "Yeah I know it's a mess but hey it's home"

"I'm sorry I guess I'm just used to rich, pristine houses''

"your rich?"

"how do you think I got so popular"

"Because your pretty... I said that out loud didn't I" he cringed at the words he said and she chuckled at how adorable he was "anyways my room is over here"

"Do you live here alone or what?"

"No, this is my uncle's place but he works nights at the plant"

"But it's not night yet"

"yeah he's probably getting something to eat before his shift" he motioned for her to follow him

She followed him into the bedroom and sat down on his bed. He tossed down a bean bag chair and quickly sat down on it.

********

He showed her the basics on how to roll one and how to hold it

"Hey can I use your phone" she blurted out

"oh yeah it's in the kitchen" he put down his lighter and pointed to the kitchen "if you don't mind me asking who are you going to call"

"my Mom so she doesn't worry about me" he hopped up and jogged over to the kitchen in a very goofy way. He handed her the phone and she dialed the number.

Eddie stared at her in awe. The way she stood impatiently. the way her curly hair sat when it was tied up. The way her fingers played with the phone cord. The way she seemed deep in thought. The way her tounge darted out her mouth to wet her lips. "Hey mom I wanted to let you know that I'm at Izzy's" Her voice broke his thoughts and he realized he probably looked like a creep starring at her so he headed back to his room "I might stay the night depending on if her parents allow me to"

"Alright that's fine sweetheart thanks for letting me know" Her mother said from the other line and she hung up.

********

Soon after Eddie and Ava started she started to feel the effects. Both of them had moved to sit on the bed and both of the were lingering on the fact their legs were touching. They both were smoking off the same joint happily.

"You know your really fucking attractive" Ava said feeling uncomfortable with the silence.

"You are too." he said with a slight laugh "That's why I felt like I was dreaming when you agreed to come here, why did you want to do drugs anyway"

"To get my Mind of a boy I like" his heart broke a little when she said that. He didn't know why she had this effect on him, he barely knew her.

"He must be an Idiot to pass up a girl like you"

"No he just likes a different girl and I have to listen to him go on and on about her"

"like I said a idiot if he can't see your beauty then he isn't worth it." He paused for a second before Laughing to himself " if you told me in middle school I would be sitting in my room smoking with freaking Ava Settle I would have called you a lier"

"and why is that?"

"Because I had a huge crush on you even though I barely knew you" Why did he say that

"So why didn't you act on it"

"Because you were always around Steve Harrington I thought you two were dating"

"You wouldn't believe how many times people told me that... But what happened to that crush on me"

"I don't think it ever fully went away" He realized what he said and he expected her to leave or say she didn't feel the same way. But she did the thing he least expected she kissed him. Before he could kiss back she pulled away "Sorry I shouldn't have done that"

"Don't be I liked it" he gave her a goofy smile that made her chuckle before leaning back in for another kiss. This time he was prepared and kissed back. His hand went to the back of her neck slightly deepening the kiss. She only pulled away to breathe before kissing him again and climbing onto his lap. This time he pulled back in surprise.

"Am I being too forward" she asked staring to slide off his lap. He grabbed her hips and put her back on his lap.

"No you just took me by surprise that's all"

"then you don't mind this" she ground her hips down on his making him groan.

"Not if you don't mind me doing this" he picked her up and put her down on the bed. She let out a small laugh at what he did and he leaned down to kiss her. His hands worked on tghe buckles of her overalls while hers moved to take off his shirt. He only broke the kiss to help her get his shirt off. He stopped his movements when she started tracing the tattoo he had on his chest making him smile. He slowly started to pull off her overalls slowing down to fully take in her body. After her overalls were gone he slowly took off her top. "So perfect I could take a photo"

"so then why don't you" he smiled the pulled away from her before grabbing the polaroid camera from his dresser. She had moved to sit on her knees. She felt awkward sitting in her underwear but the way he smiled taking her in before quickly snapping a photo. She started to laugh at the way he was acting as soon as the polaroid printed he placed it on the night stand to take another one. She let down her hair and played with it as he took another one. He took a few more before going back to kissing her.

He pushed her back down on the bed before taking off her bra with more expertise the Ava expected. He then slowly kissed down her body stoping to pull off her underwear. He slowly kissed up her legs from her knees before settling between her thighs. Before she could ask what he was doing he licked from her slit up stealing a moan from her body. He focused his mouth on her clit before teasing her cunt with his fingers earning more moans from her. He slide in his finger and pumped it in and out a few times before adding a second one.

Her hand found his hair and slightly toughed on it making him groan adding more to her pleasure. It wasn't very long till she came Eddie quickly lapped up her cum. He removed his fingers from her and sucked off the remaining juices off his fingers groaning at the taste.

He crashed his lips back onto hers taking advantage of her slightly parted lips he quickly added his tongue into her mouth. His hands worked to get his belt undone. Sliping off his boxers with his pants, his erection dripping with precum. Ava looked down breaking the kiss her face was full of surprise. He was huge. He chuckled at her face before kissing her cheek. "Let me know if it hurts or if you want to stop Okay."

"I will" with that confirmation he pumped himself a few times before slowly pushing himself into her. Once he was all the way in he gave her a bit to adjust before slowly moving. "Eddie... Faster" she moaned out and he adbliged moving as fast as he could and she let out breathy moans that were music to his ears. Then he hit a spot within her that had her legs shake and her scream out in pleasure.

"There it is" he mumbled out. He aimed for that spot and hit it every time and she became a moaning mess beneath him. It wasn't long until she came for the second time that night. He pulled out and unloaded onto her stomach then collapsed onto the bed next to her.

He took a moment before sitting up and grabbing the polaroid camera and snapping a picture of her fucked out form Before leaving to grab a wash cloth to clean her up.

After cleaning her he tossed the cloth into his laundry pile before climbing onto the bed and pulling her up towards him to spoon her. Quickly they both fell asleep.

********

Ava woke up to the sound of the main trailer door slamming shut. She quickly sat up and looked around to see that last night wasn't a dream. She looked over to see Eddie still fast asleep. He had moved onto his back and the blanket only covered his lower half leaving his tattooed chest on display. Slightly freaking out she moved to wake up Eddie.

"Five more minutes" he mumbled out still half asleep

"Eddie your Uncle is home" hearing her voice her startled awake. He sat up and look at her who was covering her chest with the blanket (Incase his uncle entered the room) and the memories of last night came flooding back to him. He was still groggy but with the way she sat and the light peaking though his curtens he couldn't help but stare. "Eddie" her panicked voice broke though his thoughts "your uncle"

"Shit he won't come in her if he knows I'm awake I'll just go out there, okay" she quickly nodded. He moved the blanket off him and stood up. He moved to find a pair of boxers and a pair of pajama pants before leaving the room to find his uncle "I'm awake" he said to his uncle who was sitting at the table smoking a cigarette.

"have fun with that girl" he said nonchalantly freaking Eddie out.

"what do you mean"

"don't play dumb with me I heard her voice and the only time you get up early is when you've had a girl over." Eddie only freaked out more at his words "don't worry I'll go to my room so she can leave out the front door" He then stood up and headed off to his room and so did Eddie.

Ava slightly tensed up when the door opened but then she saw Eddie and calmed down. "He went to his room so you don't need to sneak out"

"Thank you" he smiled at her as she said that. He moved over to sit back down on the bed. "Um I really enjoyed last night"

"I did too"

"I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date" she mumbled out shyly

"of course" her face light up at his words

"I'm free tonight unless that's to early for you"

"Uh No it's perfect"

********

She ended up wearing both Eddie's gray shirt and a pair of his old jeans which had holes on the knees not that she minded. As she walked to her locker she saw Steve who had a furious look on his face.

Part Two

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[marsbutterfly]

Daddy's Girl

Summary: During one uneventful afternoon, you get home from work earlier than your family was expecting and the first thing you see is your husband, Zeke, with bows on his beard and makeup on his face.

Warnings: pregnancy announcement. Wattpad! | Ao3!

“It will be $9.52 at the first window,” the teenage girl on the other sound of the metal box says. You remove your car from park and drive forward to the designated spot for payment, the employee’s tired eyes meeting yours as you hand her your card.

While she is dealing with the transaction, you pick up your phone that once blended with the leather seat of the car. The brightness is a little higher than you would have liked for it to be so it takes you a couple of seconds to adjust, in the background is a picture of your husband and your daughter.

You smile at the image for a few seconds before the window opens again, the teenager handing you the card back, in response you smile and thank her, handing her a five-dollar bill as a nice gesture and wishing her a good night while you drive towards the next spot.

From your lap, you hear a familiar ding coming from the mobile device and you recognize it as a text message from Zeke. Before you even have enough time to pick up your phone, the car’s automatic system is already reading the message out loud to you.

“We have the most stubborn three-year-old and I honestly have no idea where this girl gets it from but probably from you, lol. Anyway, how’s work?”

You smile, knowing full well your daughter is the perfect copy of him, down to the emotional state and everything. So you decide that you won’t be telling him that you got off work earlier than usual nor that you are getting them their favorite fast food.

Giggling to yourself with excitement coursing through your veins, you text back, “Dreadful, I have another meeting in five minutes. Send me pictures of our daughter please!” You request and within seconds, he obliges, sending you a picture of the blonde little girl with pink bows on her hair, very poorly done but you won’t say a thing about it.

What Zeke didn’t realize is that he has, in fact, sent a live picture. So you press down on the image, watching the short clip unfold before your eyes. At the very end, you catch a small glimpse of blonde and pink hair, and you can’t help but allow a puzzled expression to take over your features.

“Wait, what?” You say to yourself, looking over your shoulder to make sure that the employee hasn’t come around with your food yet. You press on the screen once more and there it is, the pink-colored bow that you recognized from your child’s collection, it sticks out to you because it is her favorite, so much that she happens to have two of it.

Your heart nearly skips a beat as blood rushes through your cheeks, turning them bright red immediately. A sudden wave of love for him courses through your veins and you can’t help but smile at herself as you patiently wait for your food.

“Here you go!” The employee exclaims and you smile at her, wishing her a good night.

Before driving away, you finally check the bag, realizing that everything is in there and it’s time to drive home. You don’t even realize you are going over the speed limit as your feet happily press down on the gas pedal. The idea of seeing Zeke, your grown-ass, 6’0” husband with bows on his head was enough to send your heart ablaze, even after thirteen years of being together.

When you pull into the driveway, you make sure to turn off your headlights, trying to make yourself as invisible as possible so your family won’t notice your presence too early. You tiptoe towards the door, only to be welcomed by the overly excited Maltipoo. To shut him up before he has the chance to ruin the surprise, you reach inside the bag you are carrying to throw him a couple of french fries. Luckily, he gladly follows the scent of the food and immediately pays you no mind anymore.

“What color are you going to use for eye shadow?” Your husband asks, the three-year-old girl that sits across from him smiles, a few of her baby teeth still have not fully come in.

“Pink,” she replies with a little twirl, showing off her skirt that is covered in sparkles.

“To match the bows?” He asks again, to which she shakes her head as if he had just said the most absurd thing she has ever heard in her entire life.

“No, silly daddy,” she says while giggling the entire time, “To match me!”

“Ah!” He exclaims, slapping his face with the palm of his hand, “Of course.”

The comforting laughter that comes from the little girl fills the house with joy. But nothing compares to the way her eyes light up when she notices your early presence in the house.

“Mommy!” she says, leaving her father behind with a half-applied eye shadow as she rushes towards you. She extends her little arms and you kneel, taking her into your arms for a tight while picking her body off of the floor for a much-needed hug.

After she is already in your arms, the blonde man stands up from his place on the floor, one of the bows dangling from his head as it threatens to fall. He seems happy to see you, more so than usual. While carrying the little girl in your arms, Zeke brings his lips towards you until they touch and, even though it doesn’t last nearly a second, it is enough for your daughter to have a reaction.

“That’s gross,” she says, hiding her face in the crook of your neck while pushing her father away. The two of you giggle at her reaction.

“It’s what grown-ups do when they love each other,” you explain it to her, taking her hand on yours.

“I’m glad you think it’s gross,” Zeke adds, “I don’t want any boys, or girls, kissing you until you are at least in your 30’s.” The tone of his voice indicates that he is joking but the expression on his face gives off the impression that he is dead serious about it.

To change the subject, you gasp overdramatically, “You want to know what mommy got?” Two pairs of curious, blue eyes meet yours as they glow with excitement, even if they have no idea as to what you are talking about, “Take out!”

Upon hearing those words and finishing up the fries you had generously provided earlier, the small dog makes its way towards your ankles, standing up on its back legs while its front paws scratch at your knees, silently begging for food.

The little girl begins to shake in excitement, wiggling to get out of your embrace, so you quickly let go of her petite body. “Do I get a toy?” is the first thing she asks and you nod, watching as she rushes towards the dinner table, the white, fluffy dog following right at her ankles.

When she is out of sight, you feel as Zeke’s hands eagerly wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him. His breath is warm and, somehow, it smells like strawberries which probably indicates what they had for a snack earlier in the afternoon. In response, you cross your arms around his neck.

When his lips are inches away from yours, you bring your head forward for a much-needed, deeper-than-before kiss. The grip on your waist tightens and you realize that the moment feels so slow even though the whole thing couldn’t have taken more than a couple of rushed seconds. When you’re with him, you lose all sense of time and space.

His lips are soft, maybe because of the lipstick or maybe it’s all the scrubs you have forced him to do. It doesn’t matter why, all that matters is how much you are craving, aching for more of his delicate touch even. Every time you kiss him, it feels like the first time all over again, down to the fireworks that go off in your stomach. It’s a feeling you will never grow tired of.

The way his tongue guides yours around, even the way he grunts when you nibble on the tip, the experience itself is already more than you could ask for. When you hear impatient little steps coming back in your direction, the two of you have to sadly pull away.

“Come on, mommy and daddy!” She exclaims, crossing her little arms over her chest, “Me and the puppo are hungry.”

“So am I, nom nom!” Zeke says, moving his hands around like a crab’s claw as he chases the girl around. Her laughter echoes through the house and you can’t help but smile. The little family the two of you have together is more than you could ever hoped for.

When the man finally catches his daughter, he flips her over in a second, bringing her belly up towards his mouth before he makes a fart noise against her stomach. You could swear that the laugh she let out was enough to light up the entire sky.

He places her down on the booster seat in front of the dinner table, the smile on her face never disappearing. You go into the kitchen, choosing the white and gold fancy plates out of the many options in the cabinets.

“Wow, it must be an important meal,” Zeke jokes, though he isn’t wrong. When he realizes that you haven’t corrected him, a cold sweat drips down his left temple, “Oh shit.”

“Maybe I just want to celebrate your new style!” You tease him but he doesn’t laugh, he is still very nervous about your reaction. So instead, he rushes his hand through his hair, letting the pink bow fall to the ground.

“I’m serious, y/n,” he says, hands touching your shoulders, “Is everything ok?”

“Mr. Yeager, relax!” You try to reassure him and his expression does seem to soften up in the slightest.

“If you say so, Mrs. Yeager,” He finally seems to relax, after all, what you have to say isn’t scary at all.

While you place the plates on the table, Zeke transfers the grape juice onto a sippy cup. Trying to ensure that your daughter will make as little of a mess as she possibly can.

With her plastic utensils, she bumps against the table, both her and the dog patiently (or not) waiting for dinner. Finally, you reach for the inside of the brown bag, taking out a small box with a toy stuck to its side, the little girl’s eyes shine.

“Can I play with it now?” She asks and you shake your head.

“After dinner, sweetheart,” you respond and she nods, placing it down beside her plate. She proceeds to open the container to find inside a small box of chicken nuggets, fries, and apple slices, “And for an extra, mommy got you your favorite!” The little girl looks confused for a second before realization dawns on her.

“Apple pie?” She tries to guess and you smile, pulling the said item out of the back and placing it on her plate, “Thank you!” She says.

“You’re welcome, baby.”

“What about me?” Your husband whines and you roll your eyes at him before continuing to dig through the bag.

“They had a buy one, get one half off on your favorite sandwich so I got you two.”

“I’m starving, thank you, honey, I appreciate it so much,” he says, planting a kiss on your cheeks before taking his place on the table. All you do in response to his actions is hum.

Finally, you remove your own food out and take a seat in the spot between your child and your husband. The three of you eat in silence for a few minutes until your daughter decides to be the first one to say something.

“Daddy,” she says, earning a look from the blonde man, “I know a secret that you don’t.”

“Oh, really?” He barely pays her any mind. He’s too focused on the sandwich he holds in his hands to fully realize how serious she is, “and what would that be?”

The little girl shoots you a look to make sure that what she is about to say is ok and when you nod, giving her the approval, she continued her train of thought, “There’s a baby growing in my mommy’s tummy.”

It doesn’t hit him for the first few seconds but, when it finally does, his eyes go wide and he chokes on the bite of the sandwich he was chewing. You quickly stand up, smacking his back in the process until you make sure that he is ok.

Wide, blue eyes meet yours and you could even see a few tears forming, “Is she serious?” and, when you nod, his heart nearly skips a beat and he stands up, picking you up by the waist and spinning you around. The pure joy in his trembling voice is enough to make the wait worth it.

He kneels in front of you, hands holding the sides of your body while his thumbs brush over your stomach, “Hi baby, I’m your daddy,” he says, lips close to your belly, “I can’t wait to meet you.”

“I wanna talk to the baby too!” Your daughter exclaims, trying to get out of her high chair. Zeke quickly rushes to her, making sure that she won’t fall as she stands up. He picks her up and brings her close to your stomach, “Hi, I’m your big sis.”

The way she announces the words earns a genuine laugh out of you and your husband. She seems to be excited about having a little sibling and that causes a wave of relief to wash over the two of you.

The three, almost four, of you sit at the table again, eating before the food has the time to grow cold. It seemed like an ordinary night at first but now, it feels like an important mark on your family’s history.

You realize something you have always known, that you could not have chosen a better man to start a family with. You love Zeke and, from the bottom of your heart, you know that he loves you just as much.

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Camping Trip Gone Wrong... Or right? (Not Clickbait) Chapter 2: Enter The Sneo’s Cavern

fgjkdlfgjdf alright this chapter genuinely isnt super eventful?? I’m trying to piece things together as I go along so bear with me y’all- BUT this chapter is more so just focused on bonding activities with Sneo, Pipi, and the rest of the babies!

The next chapter will probs be way more eventful =) heh- but uh before I continue this, I got other stories to continue writing and uh start on, I’m planning on a lil project with the Addisons so that’ll be fun

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The night had been very peaceful this time around, you managed to actually get some good sleep this time and even more so, it was one of the best night’s sleep you had in a long time, eventually when morning rolled around you yawned and stretched out a bit, eyes slowly beginning to open, the first thing you noticed was a blurry mass in front of you. This caused you to blink and reach up to rub your eyes, after your vision cleared there he was, there was Pipi who happily bapped you on the nose with his paw “Pi!” He seemed excited in all honesty to which you chuckled at.

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“Mm… Good morning to you too Pipi… Heh…” After that Pipi slowly made his way off of you and you could finally sit up now, you rubbed at your eyes more and yawned before looking over and jumping when you saw two spotlight eyes “Oookaaay… Oh my god… Yeah… Mm…” You were then somewhat enveloped in the pink and yellow glow as Sneo was looking at you now and “I-I STILL gotta get used to that” It seemed Sneo was amused by your reaction as he chuckled, he was laying down, almost how a cat would in a loaf-like position which you thought was cute in all honesty, not that you’d say that out loud of course in case Sneo took offense to that.

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You then finally stood up, legs a bit shaky, you heard dripping sounds in the distance, drops of water falling into more water and or falling down onto the floor, the next thing you heard was Sneo’s soft breathing echoing throughout the place and then you noticed, you were in a cavern, a very gigantic and deep cavern “So… This is uh, home, yeah?” Sneo nodded at this.

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He then proceeded to stand up on all fours, he stretched out, being mindful of you and Pipi so he didn’t accidentally crush the two of you, it was just like a cat stretching out and his mouth opened wide…

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And okay you didn’t think you could ever get used to seeing those fangs but you smiled “Ooh big stretch” After that Sneo looked down at you quizzically, man those eyes were really bright but at least they lit up the cave so you could see “H-Heh, sorry, can’t help myself… Gotta say big stretch, those are the rules ya know?” …Sneo didn’t seem to get it but once you explained it more clearly to him he nodded at this.

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Pipi was nudging you with his head to get your attention, you looked over and gently began to pet him to which he leaned into, you heard Sneo moving around, the sounds so much louder in the cave due to the echo, the sounds of his footsteps albeit how gentle they were, he seemed to be moving into another position to get comfortable but after that Pipi pointed “Pi!” You looked confused for a moment before you looked at where he was pointing and your eyes widened a little at what you saw when Sneo lifted one of his wings.

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Blue Eggs… A lot of them in a nest that consisted of… Some kind of dark colored paper, it honestly looked like dollars of some kind but no dollars like you had ever seen before, either way you began walking over, only pausing to look at Sneo who nodded, giving you the okay to approach, in fact he seemed appreciative of you asking beforehand as both you and Pipi approached the strange blue eggs. Pipi looked happy as he nuzzled his nose into the eggs, greeting them as he went by, you took notice of one in particular in the back with a bow on it.

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You smiled at that “...Cute” You then looked up at Sneo who seemed very proud as he leaned down to nuzzle some of the eggs and even Pipi as he passed by before leaning back up and looking at you “S-So… Uh, when… When will the eggs hatch?” Sneo’s grin for some reason got even wider as he shook his head “Not… Eggs…” And then he paused, he seemed like he was very amused by your statement as he then spoke “Pipis” He stated and you fell silent for a moment before speaking up “...What?” Sneo’s grin was still wide as he repeated himself and then it hit you fully why he seemed to find this so damn funny.

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You realized as you looked over at the baby you had deemed ‘Pipi’ and you felt your cheeks go red, wow… That really WAS an unclever name you picked out for him, just o n e letter short from what the actual eggs are called, you looked up at Sneo and you swore it seemed like he had been waiting for that for so long and when he saw your face he actually laughed, the laugh echoed throughout the cave, Pipi came over and he was just smiling, he seemed very content with this as you groaned and placed your hands over your face “...I’m sorry, I could’ve given you s u c h a better name…” Pipi tilted his head before chirping proudly, you looked over at him.

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Pipi seemed proud in all honesty and then Sneo spoke up “...Not… That bad… Of a name…” You sighed but smiled nonetheless “...Well at least you both like it I guess…” And then your eyes widened as you just now realized as you looked at Pipi “W-Wait…! P-Pipi! You… You’re already beginning to walk around…?!” Pipi nodded enthusiastically about this “Pi!” He seemed like he had been waiting for you to notice in all honesty. He was still wobbling and limping as he walked around, and he looked like he was beginning to get a bit tired as he walked back over and laid near the eggs.

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You walked over and got closer to him “Oh…! Pipi, that’s good…! Man… You’ll be walking around without issue in no time if you’re already beginning to heal” Pipi smiled and nodded “Pi!” You then looked back to Sneo because you just remembered something you needed to do as well as you walked somewhat closer to him “Oh by the way… Thank you” Sneo tilted his head momentarily as he leaned down and okay it was still kind of terrifying to see his face that close to you after what nearly happened last night but if Sneo already trusted you around his eg… Er… Pipis then you could trust him, even more so considering he saved you from those hunters as well.

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“For last night, saving me from those… Hunters, I uh, honestly if you hadn’t come around… I probably would’ve been killed” Sneo huffed, he REALLY didn’t like the ‘H’ word it seemed, his feathery wings poofing out for a moment before he sighed and then nuzzled you slightly, being very mindful not to knock you over “Hunters… Are not… Allowed… In MY forest… Humans… In general…” He began but then he leaned back up, spotlight eyes beaming down on you momentarily before he gently began to scoop you up in his hands and okay this was much better than the iron grip he had on you hours ago but it still felt… A bit scary to be in giant hands.

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But you took a deep breath and tried to relax as you looked up to him “But y o u… Can be the… Exception…” You felt your face go slightly red at that before nodding and thanking him, well it felt like an honor, he didn’t usually like humans intruding in general? But he was making an exception for you? That felt nice in all honesty and then you looked down to the hands holding you.

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His hands were so much bigger than you, in fact they could entirely fit around you if he closed his fist but he didn’t seem to have any intentions of doing so any time soon, he was just merely holding you for now and then you gently placed one of your hands against his and okay yeah, that really does make the perspective of just how small you are compared to him sink in, he was just looking over you carefully, the two of you seemed to be keen on inspecting one another, trying to trust each other much better while Pipi had fallen asleep again.

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Sneo then moved one of his hands, making sure the one holding you was flat, his other hand came closer and this caused you to flinch even though you didn’t necessarily want to, it was just instinct but it made Sneo stop immediately nonetheless and he looked to you, even though he wasn’t speaking currently you could see he was asking you for permission to continue, the expression said it all and you took a deep breath and relaxed “...It’s… It’s alright… …I… I trust you” Sneo nodded and then gently brought his hand closer to you, he was being mindful of his claws as he gently placed a finger on your head, you managed to keep yourself relaxed this time.

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It seemed Sneo had just begun petting you much like you did with Pipi and you smiled somewhat, this felt… Nice and you even closed your eyes and leaned into the touch, you could tell that Sneo wasn’t much used to giving humans affection, you could feel his hands shake a little but eventually the shaking stopped. Sneo’s mouth opened and you heard him sigh, the hot breath ghosted over you but unlike last time you weren’t afraid he was going to kill you.

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Sneo then stopped petting and used said finger to gently boop you on the nose, he was being extra mindful of his strength, trying desperately not to knock you over, you giggled at the boop and this made Sneo smile as he then put a finger under your arm and lifted it up, you and him both seemed surprised when you actually decided to get brave and gently take a hold of his finger. There was something special, about this moment, a cryptid-like entity bonding with a human? It definitely wasn’t heard of, but it was happening now, between you and Sneo.

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You gently held his finger with both of your arms because honestly that’s what it took to wrap around just his finger alone for a few moments before letting go and then he just placed his hand against your, well he was more likely trying to place his hand against your cheek but it just wound up being pressed against your entire body, either way you let out a content sigh and leaned into the hand.

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Nuzzling into it almost, this felt so relaxing… You definitely weren’t nervous of Sneo picking you up now, if he trusted you, you could trust him... You then looked up to Sneo who was honestly staring down at you with an adoring look which made your face turn red and then he moved his hand away and began bringing you closer to his face, you took a deep breath but you managed not to flinch this time, you weren’t as nervous as before admittedly but you really didn’t want to just look at his mouth either. ...Even though you trusted him, it doesn’t make it any less terrifying to see a giant creature’s maw right in front of you.

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Sneo then turned his face to the side, he seemed to be looking at something that caught his attention from somewhere in the cave, it didn’t seem like he felt threatened however, just more so curiosity, you gently reached a hand up and began to pet him and that seemed to surprise him, his gaze flickering back to you and he gently leaned into the touch, making sure not to knock you over and then you got an idea “Hey, Sneo?” He hummed softly, not speaking though.

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But you knew he was listening “Lower me down a sec? To like, your neck” Sneo seemed confused by this request but he did so, bringing you closer to his neck that was full of fluff and you reached out and began to pet him there and you could feel the fluff ruffle under your touch momentarily, you could also hear him beginning to purr, you could feel the vibrations through your fingertips, Sneo had grabbed you for a moment and went to lay on his back, he was extremely mindful of his surroundings as he didn’t want to hurt his Pipis and well, Pipi too.

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After getting situated he then placed you back on his neck and pointed with a finger, you knew what to do so you smiled “You like this don’t ya, big guy…?” Sneo responded with a content purr as you began to pet him once more, gently running your fingers through the soft plush fur and you could hear and feel the purrs just getting louder, the echo helped intensify them as well, you smiled at this and continued to gently stroke Sneo’s fur “...Ya know… You’re not as bad as the stories described you to be… I heard so much talk of like, this massive terrifying entity roaming the forests, of course I thought it was fake at first but...”

And then you paused, just continuing to gently run your hands through the fur in front of you “…Your only scary because you have to be, aren’t you? You need to seem terrifying because... You just wanna protect yourself, your family especially” Sneo let out a sigh at that and nodded, he didn’t seem to feel like speaking right now but that was alright by you.

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“I get it, I get why you don’t want humans out here in general… …But, I’m glad I can be an exception, I’ll be honest… I was kinda, secretly dreading the day I’d have to say goodbye and part ways with Pipi” You paused to clear your throat, still running your hands through Sneo’s fur, listening to the soft purrs “I mean, I figured I’d have to eventually but I guess that’s one less worry …Although, I DO have to get home …Eventually”

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Sneo seemed to actually whine at that and you sighed “...I mean, if I don’t, my friends, people will come looking for me… And I don’t wanna disrupt you, your family, but hey…! I-I still got plenty of time left to spend with you all, my camping trip is still, ya know, a thing and even then, I’ll still come visit, whenever I get the chance, even after the days are up, I promise to visit you all every chance I get” Sneo sighed, he seemed relieved on the bright side which you smiled at.

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You just continued petting Sneo’s fur for a little bit, listening to the purrs and honestly you felt like if you weren’t careful you’d sink into his fur, after a while of petting him some more you thought about something and slowly stopped, you began climbing down from his neck and toward his chest which seemed to confuse Sneo as he lifted his head up, he made a concerned noise, you also saw the lights and assumed he was looking at you “Don’t worry, I’m not leaving, just… Exploring, is… Is that okay?” Sneo finally spoke up “...Okay…” He spoke and you nodded at him.

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You were walking down his chest when you finally got to the glass, you knew Sneo was still watching you as you finally peered into it, you saw the heart was gazing up at you and it looked fairly surprised as it saw you in all honesty, you smiled and gave it a wave and then you looked to Sneo “...Can I… Go inside…? If I’m gonna pet you and Pipi, I’m going to pet ALL of you, including the heart” Sneo nodded and sat up after grabbing you, not wanting you to fall inside there of course, after sitting up properly the glass then slid out of the way and he placed his hand up to it, letting you walk out and step inside.

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The heart stared down at you and okay, you’d never get used to seeing razor sharp teeth that could easily tear you into several pieces but it seemed content with you, in fact it slowly came closer and nuzzled you carefully with its long nose to which you chuckled at and began petting its cheek to which it seemed delighted at and even began purring much like Sneo was doing, after a few minutes of petting and playing with the heart, you were ready to be set back on the ground now.

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Sneo had carefully scooped you up again and set you on the ground, you smiled up at him and then were startled by a sudden cracking sound echoing throughout the cave, it made Sneo’s feathers ruffle but then you both heard a “Pi! Pi pi! Pi!” It seemed Pipi had woken up, he was frantically pointing with one arm and Sneo made some chirping sounds himself which you hadn’t expected, you looked over and saw… The Pipis, they were cracking…! “Are they hatching?” You asked to which Sneo nodded quickly, his head leaning down to watch them, his eyes were practically sparkling, you could feel the excitement radiating off of him and Pipi was looking excited as well, little stubby tail wagging.

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You walked closer to get a better look and the three of you watched as the Pipis began to crack more and more, you had originally thought there’d already be more babies running around in the first place but perhaps Pipi was just a bit of an early hatcher, either way you were smiling excitedly, the first Pipis eventually finally cracked “Pip!” The freshly born baby chirped, and then it was followed by another Pipis breaking open and another chirp and the pattern repeated, right down until the very last one with a bow, once that baby was out it also in fact had a bow on its forehead, and now there were tons of new babies chirping and staring up at Sneo.

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Sneo looked so proud, purring softly and leaning down to nuzzle them with his nose, they all nuzzled back of course and you smiled “Aw... So cute, welp... You’re a proud papa now, huh Sneo?” He nodded and just continued nuzzling his babies momentarily and Pipi looked ecstatic “Pi!” He cheered happily as he walked over, gently nuzzling the rest of his siblings who nuzzled back.

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Some sniffing at his bandage and making some sad sounds, it seemed Pipi reassured them very quickly though as he pointed over to you which made the baby’s fur become much more frazzled, in fact when one baby noticed you, the rest followed and they looked actually scared as they huddled closer to Sneo for protection. ...Well at least they were smart babies, you did feel bad for scaring them like that though.

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Sneo sighed and purred, making some noises, seemingly reassuring them that everything was okay, he did snuggle them closely with a wing and then he looked at you expectantly, you blinked, a bit confused as what he was asking you before he beckoned you closer, even Pipi was beginning to push you with his head “A-Alright… Alright…! I get it, I’m going” You began walking, Pipi joining you right by your side as you walked over, Sneo lifting his wing to let you inside the cozy little space before lowering it back down, had it not been for his eyes it would’ve been pitch black right now so you were thankful.

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The Pipis babies still looked cautious about you but then Pipi stopped “Pi!” He exclaimed and the others just tilted their heads “Pip?” That chirp seemed to have come from one of the more brave babies as he slowly made his way out of the group that was huddled together, he was slow in his approach to you, not breaking eye contact at all and this made you nervous but you simply set down in your spot and held out a hand, making sure your movements weren’t too fast. “It’s okay... I don’t wanna hurt you, I’m a friend...”

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The brave baby continued getting closer and he looked down at your hand almost quizzically, it began to sniff at your hand for a few moments before looking back up to you “. . . Pip!” He cheered, bapping you with his paw and this prompted the others to come over and okay you were being swarmed now, you could feel their noses all poking at you as they began sniffing at you and this made you giggle “O-Ookaaay, c-c’mon now… That- a-ahahaha…! That’s enough” The babies just began bapping at you with their tiny paws and you slowly began to try and crawl away “Nooo, the army of babies…! They're too strong…!”

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You exclaimed to which the babies chirped happily at, following you, walking on all fours behind you, Pipi wanted to join in but he couldn’t risk moving around to much, Sneo was chuckling, seemingly amused that you were playing with the babies as you crawled all the way to the wing “...W-Wait, Sneo, come on… Lift your wings up” You looked back to see a cruel grin on Sneo’s face and okay you wouldn’t admit that it did actually terrify you a little bit but he was just playing along “Nooo…! It can’t end like this…! This cannot be my fate…!” You dramatically cried as you tried to lift up Sneo’s wing and wow, the wing was softer than you expected but it also wasn’t budging.

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You looked behind you to the chirping babies, they were quickly gaining on you as you now laid back against the wings “M-Man… This is the end… And I don’t even have my camera to record my fate” Pipi seemed to take note of that “Pi!” He cried to which everyone stopped, even you did as he began to walk over, motioning for Sneo to lift his wings up, he did so and then Pipi walked over to your tent that Sneo had plopped down in the cave and he began dragging what looked like your camera back inside and then Sneo lowered his wings back down, Pipi then brought it over to you.

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You actually laughed at that “...Pipi, sweetie, you’re going to agitate your wound more if you keep walking… I appreciate it, but please, I don’t want you to exhaust yourself...” Pipi nodded and walked over, staying out of the shot as he laid down finally. Yeah he could definitely still feel the pain there but he just couldn’t help it, he wanted to move around so much already… You turned the camera on and pointed at yourself “O-Okay…” You began, adding a bit of fear to your voice “G-Guys, I think… I think this is the end for me… I-I’m surrounded by so many… Creatures… I-I’m not going to make it” You were really playing it up for the dramatics, even the babies joined in, trying to make scary noises.

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It more so sounded like kids just saying ‘rawr’ and you tried not to laugh at that “I-I don’t think Imma make it out of this one… …I think… This is where my tape ends… This is (Y/N), signing off” Sneo didn’t make a sound but both him and Pipi perked up at your name, the two sharing glances with each other and then you somewhat dropped your camera, making sure it didn’t break and you were swarmed with babies, you let out, well SOMEWHAT of a scream but not too loud, all of them were crawling over you and on top of you and still making those little ‘roar’ sounds and then after that, you reached a hand out to switch the camera off without being seen by it, the babies still swarming you and okay, since a lot of them were a bit bigger than Pipi they were actually kinda smothering you.

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“A-Alright, guys, I appreciate it but I need you to get off so I can uh actually breathe” The babies nodded, chirping happily and giving you gentle nuzzles after they climbed off of you and then the lights seem to get closer as Sneo lowered his head, the babies instantly flocking over to him and nuzzling into his cheeks which he purred at before looking at you “...(Y/N)...? That’s… Your name…?” You looked confused and then you thought about it for a moment, wait… You HADN’T even introduced yourself! Oh m a n were you feeling awkward and embarrassed now “...O-Oh I’m so sorry… I-I just, yes… Yeah, my name’s (Y/N)” Sneo hummed for a few seconds, seeming to give it thought.

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“...(Y/N)... . . . Wonderful… Name…” You felt your cheeks go red at that “...Th-Thank you…”  Sneo seemed to smile at you and the babies were chirping happily, nuzzling gently into him “...Hm… Actually, I wonder…” You stood up and walked over, grabbing your camera and turning it back on, you looked back to Sneo with it and you felt a chill down your spine, Sneo tried to avoid staring right into the camera as the lights would blind it but he did play things up a little as he let out a growl for the camera, after that you shut it off and he looked down at you “...Wow… I could literally film an actual… Like, a lost footage documentary with you, that’d be so cool…!” Your eyes were lit up at the idea and Sneo chuckled.

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“...You… Won’t show… Other humans… Right?” Sneo asked and your eyes widened slightly before shaking your head “No way, I don’t want to put you or your family in danger, I should have asked before I even filmed, I’m sorry” Sneo huffed, his feathery wings puffing slightly “You’re… Fine… No need for apologies...” A pause before he continued.

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“…Would love… To help actually...” Sneo grinned and there was something… Almost predatory about that grin which you did shudder at but you then smiled “Well, guess that could uh, be an idea for later” Sneo nodded, he seemed way too enthusiastic to help with said idea, and then finally Sneo ushered the babies to move, his wings finally lifting up so they had free roam.

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And you finally stood up and walked over to Pipi “Hey, I should change your bandage really quick… It’s been, well, I actually dunno what time it is, seeing as we’re uh in a deep cave but… Still, I figure it’s about time” Pipi whined at this but nodded as you walked over to grab more supplies out of your bag, the med kit and a little more water and then walked back over, kneeling down to Pipi “I’ll be gentle, I promise…” Pipi nodded, unlike last time, he fully trusted you this time and you got the necessary items out, you gently took off the bandage.

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“Nice… Not even bleeding now… You must… Heal faster than uh other animals huh?” Pipi nodded “Pi!” You then got to work, cleaning a bit more dried blood from his fur, not that there was much to clean at this point but still, and then you applied some ointment which made Pipi hiss slightly in pain, okay yeah that still stung “Sorry, sorry” You then looked back to Sneo who was just watching you and you took a deep breath “...I’m gonna be honest, I am… SO glad… You weren’t around when I was doing this the first time around, cause I have a b a d feeling that… Well…” Sneo nodded which only confirmed those feelings “...Great, good to know I was right” You sighed and then got back to doctoring Pipi’s wounds, after finishing you smiled and gave him some pets.

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“There we go… A clean and fresh bandage…” Pipi nodded and yawned, you helped him walk over to the other babies and helped him get situated with them as they had all laid down finally, huddled together, you then heard your stomach rumble and you walked over to your bag, you were lucky you had picked some blueberries the other day, you’d eat those for now and then have a bigger meal later, Sneo was getting in a comfortable position, being mindful of his new babies, eventually after you finished filling yourself up with blueberries you looked over, Sneo looked so comfortable snuggled together like that, wings wrapped protectively around the babies

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“...You know what, I was gonna head out and explore some more but... Exploring the woods can wait… I’ll come cuddle” Sneo chuckled at that as he watched you come closer, his wings opening up and allowing you inside the protective zone “...Besides, when I do go exploring, we can film that… lil horror documentary, I’ll tell ya the plan later, sound like a deal?” Sneo perked up at the word deal and nodded “D e a l…”

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He grinned slightly and then his wings closed behind you, he peered inside the protective little circle he made with his fingers, in fact it seemed his head was resting on top of the hole, you walked over to the Pipis babies and smiled “...So cute… Just can’t resist cuddling with these lil guys…” You carefully snuggled closer to them, you got as close to Pipi as you could and then settled down. The babies also actually snuggled up to you, their fur providing an extra layer of warmth in this deep damp cave.

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Their fur, despite looking so frazzled, was softer than it looked… You practically melted into them as the babies made some soft snoring sounds, their little chests moving up and down, slowly… This felt like heaven in all honesty and while you wanted to explore the woods, you wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to snuggle with all of them, you figured it was still daytime anyways so you’d wake up later on and then explain that little plan of yours to Sneo, and then Sneo must’ve closed his eyes as it was now completely dark and you could hear him beginning to softly snore as well, a nap wouldn’t hurt anyone and besides, they were all babies so of course they were going to sleep mostly, sleep and eat, that’s what most babies did.

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You slowly closed your eyes, you could feel the sounds of the snoring echoing throughout the cave, the sounds of little breathing behind you as you rested against the babies soothed you immensely so and it did in fact make you feel rather sleepy, you whispered for them all to sleep well as to not wake them, while you couldn’t wait to go exploring the forest, you were also happy to just spend more time with Sneo, Pipi, and the rest of the babies, sure this was definitely NOT how your camping trip was SUPPOSED to go but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t enjoyed the few hours already spent together…

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The next time you wake, you’d go out, explore more of the forest, forage some more, and just… Overall enjoy the scenery with the days you had left, enjoy more time spent with them as well, and even when your days were up and you had to go back home, you knew deep down you were ABSOLUTELY going to come back to the forest, in fact, you’d make sure to come back as MUCH as you possibly could, you couldn’t wait to see what the rest of and the next days have in store for you, because you were sure they were going to be a lot more exciting and interesting with Sneo, Pipi, and the rest of the babies around, you eventually fell asleep to the soothing sounds of soft snores and breathing…

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fhjdkfjgdsk thats twice I’ve ended this with sleep- y’all are so sleepy but to be fair like I said,, I didnt originally intend on this being a chaptered thing, but a lotta peeps wanted me to do more and well I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wanna write more with El Pipi lmao

so y’all wanted it and I shall deliver!!

#spamton neo #sneo #pipis deltarune #El Pipi! #gender neutral reader #The Cryptid's Writings #this story is very fluffy so far but imma be honest for those of you who read tags... #did you know that in the og chapter- there was an alt ending? #An alt ending that involved Pipi not being able to call out and save you in time =)

[holly-fixation]

Angelic Aid: Ch 6

Summary of this chapter: The Prince of Jenova finally showed his skills both in training and in battle, the last retaliation the Cetra can give. Of course, humanity was no match for the angel. But through victory, the Princess of Cetra noticed his silence. And it took some coaxing to finally get him to talk.

Inspired by this art by @tannarys on twitter and follow up art that is absolutely adorable

Please Enjoy!

Chapter 6: Question & Answer

No matter how long she hoped he would take her offer, carefully planning exactly what she’d do and say to make him feel better, nothing prepared her for the moment Sephiroth walked through her door, knocking the door frame as he did to alert her to his presence. Her eyes lit up at his acceptance, and it took all she had not to squeal with joy.

He didn’t really believe her methods would aid in any way, but his escape attempt to the war hall was met with a simple messenger at the door, telling him that he would be called when they discussed any matter concerning him instead of ‘making him sit through political nonsense’. Until then, they recommended he stayed indoors to avoid the crowds. He groaned, but his only option beyond more time trapped in his own mind was the tiny princess of this planet and her absolute determination to make ‘talking’ accomplish anything.

She had to physically loosen her smile before it hurt, attempting a kind one instead of an excited one. “So!” She clasped her hands in front of her politely with a small clap. “What do you want to talk about?”

He squinted sharply at her in silent thought, making her anxiously shift on her feet. He didn't want to hear her tweeting voice rant endlessly, but he also didn't trust his own shaky voice. Barely noticeable, but still unstable. He still went with the latter, hoping her questions were short. “What else do you want to know about me and my kind?”

“Why do you keep your hair so long?” She asked innocently. 

Of all the useless facts she'd want to know, this was not one he expected, or prepared for. “Why?”

“Most boys here keep their hair short. I'm just curious.”

He sighed before answering truthfully, the distraction honestly appreciated. “I've always kept it long. I like the way the wind feels through it.”

She grew a small grin. “Can I braid your hair?”

Well at least she asked this time. “Aerith.”

“Please. I won’t even tie it! It'll fall out right when you stand up.” She even held her hands up and open to show she wasn't holding any ribbons or ropes. 

Wasn’t she supposed to help? Not annoy him? “No.”

She dropped her hands, mentally skimming through her questions. “Alright… Then what's the farthest you've flown?”

“Five hundred miles without a break. Give or take.”

“Was that recently?”

He shook his head. “Just a very long night.”

“What’s the most difficult technique you learned?”

“It doesn’t have a name, but it’s eight slashes from different angles under two seconds.”

She tried not to voice it, but her eyes betrayed her awe and excitement. “When did you first learn how to use your sword?”

He unconsciously smoothed his thumb over the tip of the hilt. “Four.”

“Four?!” She echoed in bewilderment, and he winced at her pitch.

“Is that so much of a surprise?”

“We can’t even get a training sword until we’re twelve!” 

His brows knotted. “‘Training’ sword?”

Her green eyes were as wide as the moon. “They gave you a real sword?!”

Sephiroth simply nodded, his face still scrunched.

Only then did she notice her voice was physically or just mentally hurting him. She gave a soft look of apology, but the prince simply waved off the offense.

After all, this was better than thinking about-

“Then how old were you on your first con-quest?”

…his home. He steeled himself, not to answer but to make this little girl feel the weight of persistent questions. “Don’t you have some sort of education to be tending to?”

Aerith shook her head, her pink bow bobbing as she did. “All school stopped when the war started.”

“That’s incredibly reckless of your kind,” He countered, though she saw the small confusion in his face.

She shrugged. “We don’t keep a large army. So teachers needed to go help with the war and train soldiers to use higher level spells. We’re too young.”

“Then what do you do all day?”

“I practice my magic. I know how to heal now! I think.” She giggled before she continued. “I also garden and read. I’m trying to help!”

Those were more productive uses of her time than he expected from her. “Then if you have things to do, why do you spend all your time with me?”

She tilted her head, her own expression full of confusion. “Because of our deal?”

He actually closed his eyes as he sucked in a breath. He completely forgot about his mother’s suggestion. And, great, now he was thinking about her. Again. He needed to stop. Change the topic. Right now. “Do you have any friends to spend ‘time’ with?”

A small shadow claimed her eyes. “I used to… But when the war started, we were really afraid of spies. So I’m usually here anyway. I have a lot of ‘time’...”

The strength in his gaze softened. 

She took a breath before forcing a light to ignite in her again, debating if she should wag her finger at him playfully. “You didn’t answer my question.”

He glanced away, sighing softly. This was going to hurt, but it would also test his control over this feeling around others. “...I was your age.”

Again, her eyes widened. “I’m seven,” She stated if he didn’t know.

He nodded. “Before you ask, seven is young for conquest. It’s usually around ten, but I was gifted. I was assigned to a party of five to claim a moon. Nothing too special.”

“Was everyone in your party as young as you?”

“No. It was two other’s first conquest, and two seasoned warriors to help us retreat if necessary.”

“Did you win?”

“Yes. With difficulty. But we all made it back.”

“Were you hurt?”

A flash of red and silver ran through his mind. “...I was.”

She hummed and glanced down for a second. She didn't want this conversation to bring up any more dark thoughts than he already dealt with. “What's life like on a planet-comet? Are the stars different?”

He visibly relaxed and glanced away, even the slightest hint of a smile curling up the edge of his lips. “The stars could not be more different. Your people claim to make wishes on 'shooting stars'. Our comet blurs most stars to that same streak.”

Aerith's eyes lit up, not only at the beautiful sight in her imagination, but that she finally found something Sephiroth liked to talk about. “Is it weird seeing so many?”

He shook his head. “It's impossible to tire from that sight.” A happy memory slowly creeped into his mind, but for the first time on this planet, it didn't hurt him. “My friends and I would climb onto my roof at night and just… watch them.”

“How many friends?”

“Two. They’re both a bit older than me, but since our first mission, we've been close.” He didn't realize he gave more information than she asked for, his breath calm with the warmth in his heart. “Genesis and Angeal. They're both very good. I dare say they could rival me one day. I hope…”

Oh no. 

The longing returned, sinking like a rock in his chest and he quickly fell quiet. 

Aerith only had one more question prepared, and it clearly wasn't the time for it, at least not without permission. “...Prince Sephiroth…?”

He blocked her gaze with his bangs, crossing and tightening his arms for comfort. “...What?” At least he kept the strength in his voice.

“Can I ask you something personal…?”

Now his inhuman eyes peaked within the strands of his bangs like a caged animal. “It depends on the topic,” he nearly growled. 

“Your wing,” She stated simply, and he softened. “Why do you only have one?”

Silence consumed them for three solid seconds before he took a breath. He exhaled. He inhaled once more, almost ashamed. “...My father was human…” 

The shock and surprise on her face was impossible to ignore, but Aerith didn’t get a chance to respond before they were both summoned to the war hall. 

He refused to talk the entire way there, his predatory eyes fixed ahead.

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“They’re throwing everything they have at us, and they’ll land at the Bone Village tomorrow night. Navy, Army, Airships. Everything they have,” The queen informed once they were settled. 

Sephiroth stared. “Then I wait at the Bone Village. They won’t stop me.”

“They don’t need to stop you. They need to distract you,” The hologram of the human informant stated. Reeve adjusted his clothing and glanced away, the guilt for what his people were doing scratching his body. “They fully plan on overwhelming you with constant machinery, Prince, while all men march though the forest and destroy the city when the navy arrives.”

“Mama,” Aerith called calmly. “Should we put the forest to sleep?”

Ifalna shook her head. “The forest will buy us some time. If they realize they're all getting lost in an endless loop, they'll board airships. If we let them wander, they'll make it through slowly. And that gives us time.”

Aerith nodded. That made sense. 

“I can meet them in the air. I’ll take down their airships before they get anywhere near you.”

“That puts you way too far from the battle,” The captain stated. “How fast can you fly?”

“It takes three minutes to get from here to the coast.”

“Can we count on you to return if they make it to the city?”

“Without hesitation,” He affirmed. “Your peoples’ survival is my top priority.”

The blonde woman on the other side of the map froze her gestures as she struggled to decide whether or not to voice her suggestion.

Sephiroth locked eyes with her, and the room followed his gaze. 

Claudia sighed. “This is a bad idea, but… do we need another warrior? If the entire army is coming-”

The prince didn’t say a word, but the immense flames in his glare burned the remainder of her sentence to ash.

“Jenova has never failed us with her choice of warrior,” Ifalna stated firmly. “Our only concerns are the locations of the white and black materia. We both know the conditions of failure.”

The tension in Sephiroth’s body loosened slightly, his arms only tightening to force his emotions down. 

“Prince Sephiroth,” The captain claimed his attention again. “My men will need your aid for training once more before this battle.”

He nodded. “Of course. When?” 

“Tonight before sundown. For however long it takes.” 

So they have time to retain the lessons, or lose them completely, before the humans arrive. “I’ll be there.” Sunset was in two hours. He was glad he took that nap.

Though that seemed to settle the war hall, even dismissing the assembly soon after, a deep worry grew in Aerith’s heart. Sephiroth needed help, but she didn’t know how to find the real problem. She needed time, so she resolved herself to stay up as late as necessary to speak to him before the day of the attack arrived.

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Thanks for reading!

#aeriseph #sephiroth #aerith gainsborough #ifalna #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ffvii #ff7 #Jenova #angelic aid

[bristolvinylguy]

Saviours - Green Day (Joint Review)

By Joe & Leon Guatieri

The following is a review on the latest Green Day album Saviours by myself and my brother Leon. Each description and will include both my opinion and Leon’s and will be indicated whose is what with their name above it.

Green Day come out of the woodwork with their 14th studio album Saviours. The Pop-Punk legends have faced much criticism over the past decade from both critics and fans alike, will this release see any change in the band’s fortunes?

Song Mentions

Track 1: The American Dream Is Killing Me

Joe: The opener is very much the tone setter for the album as Green Day present an a song that would be pleasing to fans of their American Idiot and 21st Century Breakdown eras, highlighted by the rousing sing-along worthy chorus with a Classic Rock feel. Despite hooks aplenty this song suffers from some weird lyrical choices by Billie Joe Armstrong, “We’re pedophiles for” is a particular head scratcher, what sort of simile is that?

Leon: This song for me gets better upon repeated listens, personally I love how it’s a sendup to American Idiot but proceeds in its own direction.

Track 3: Bobby Sox

Joe: This for me is Green Day attempting a type of song that Weezer would do, complete with the Beach Boys-esque vocal harmonies and talking about that feeling when you don’t have a girlfriend. Although the lyrics again don’t go over well, the instrumental more than makes for that with a Power Pop edge.

Leon: I for one love the riff and Billie’s vocals just ties everything up in a neat bow. It’s very reminiscent to me of Uno from the fabled trilogy, this is what I’ve been hoping for years now.

Track 4: One Eyed Bastard

Joe: Ever wanted a song that sounds like both Holiday by Green and So What by Pink, we’ll then here you go? It’s catchy enough in that old Green Day way to keep me engaged, the riff and chorus are decent but again just uninspired lyrics, it’s like pouring out alphabet spaghetti onto a plate and seeing what semblance of words that it can form. “Bada bing, bada bing, bada boom”, honestly I’m just stunned. Come on Green Day, you’re better then that, only 20 years to late too the party when media done nothing but TV shows and movies about the Mafia.

Leon: Without a doubt my favourite song on the album, the riff just makes me want to get up and dance with a memorable chorus to boot.

Track 5: Dilemma

Joe: For me this is the best song on the album and in-turn one of the best songs that Green Day have made in years! The theming of this track is particularly striking directly referencing Billie Joe Armstrong’s previous alcoholism and how he wants to live without hurting himself, his family or his friends. It feels very much like a cousin to the song Bobby Sox as Green Day bring in a Hard Rock feel to the riffs and also memorable bridges.

Leon: Another amazing track and it really does hit home with how personal it is, Green Day have never been afraid to show people their deepest feelings, they always have their hearts on their sleeves and that is genuinely one of the best things about them.

Track 8: Coma City

Joe: I really like the pacing of the track and by the end of it, it really improves upon itself within the direction taking the song up to another level with a good solo and a phenomenal performance on the drums by Tre Cool.

Leon: The production of this song is on another level in terms of how it colours the song, especially within the drums, highlighting a standout performance by Tre Cool, showing off what the man does best!

Track 13: Father to a Son

Joe: This song shows Saviours at its emotional high point, with every member of Green Day having a son this is something that they could all put their input into and that clearly shows. Father to a Son is accompanied by wonderful orchestration that really hits home the emotional potency of what this track is all about.

Leon: The emotion of this track hit me like a tone of bricks as Billie in songs admits that as both a father and a man he has made mistakes but will never do anything to hurt his song. This Green Day song for me marks a statement of change for the band as there is no hate involved neither anger being directed at anyone, it’s only built on love and care for one’s children.

Track 14: Saviours

Joe: For me this is by far the worst song on this record, something about the melody seems very stretched out in-turn feeling very forced. The song just doesn’t progress in a way that I enjoy and the solo feels completely out of place.

Leon: Regardless of the meanings that people obtain from listening to this record, this song pertains to “saviours” of anything and everything wether that be politics, rock music or somewhere else in-between. It is ambiguous in every positive sense of the word.

Conclusion

Joe: Taking everything into account, I think that Saviours is at its very best at the mid-point of the album having its best run of songs there but in-turn it makes it lopsided. It is inconsistent in that regard but when the highs are there, they really do standout. Green day can still write great hooks and songs that have a lot of emotional weight but more often then not, the lyrics feel misguided and misplaced. I think that Billie Joe Armstrong has put himself in a similar lyric writing facility as Rivers Cuomo of Weezer at this point in his career where it feels like that he is trying too hard to match the lyrics up to the instrumental in hopes for them to connect. Lay off the modern references and stick to how you really feel, that’s what I say. Overall, any record would of been better than their last effort “Father Of All Mother Fuckers” but this does mark a return to form for Green Day. This I really do think is their best album since American Idiot and they can only get better from here.

Favourite Song: Dilemma

Worst Song: Saviours

6/10

Leon: Let’s be honest, any album that Green Day would of put out after “Father Of All Mother Fuckers” would of been better but Saviours goes light years ahead to put out another classic! Saviours is neither too short nor too long and is in-fact the perfect length to make sure that people are having a good time, all the time. I’ll look forward to listening too it more and I am so glad that Green Day are back to their best!

Favourite Song: One Eyed Bastard

Worst Song: Corvette Summer

10/10

#green day #album review #music review #saviour #pop punk #punk rock #punk #alternative #alt rock #essay

[postwarlevi]

Happy Halloween

Content: 1.6k words. Jean/Connie/Sasha take your and Levis daughter trick or treating.

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"And you're sure you don't want mommy and daddy to take you, duchess?" Levi asks his daughter one last time.

She shakes her head, eagerly waiting for the moment auntie Sasha and uncles Jean and Connie show up.

"They're almost here." You tell both of them. Jean text you that they are just a few minutes out.

Your beautiful daughter recently turned five years old and wanted the 'cool' adults to take her trick or treating this year. As much as she loves you, cool is not her parents.

You and Levi don't mind. The trio happily said yes to taking her out, and you get a couple hours to yourselves.

She's adorable in her pink princess dress as Levi helps get her shoes on while you get the tiara to complete her costume and a container for collecting candy.

"Don't take anything opened." Levi reminds her, and just like her father, she rolls her eyes, making you smile. Everyone says she looks like you, but those scowls are all Levi.

"Daddy, I know!" You know she will be safe.

"Snag mommy some chocolate, yeah?" You both giggle. Candy is rare around the house but on Halloween there's an exception. You and Levi will indulge in the goodies also for the next few days.

A knock on the door sends your daughter running forward to see who it is.

"Princess!" Connie is there, scooping her up.

"Connie!" She squeals in delight.

"Excuse me, she's royalty." Sasha comes in behind him, bowing her head. She and Connie are dressed as Princess Leia and Luke Skywalker.

Connie puts her down. "Right, my mistake." He's also bowing, making your mini me giggle.

You and Levi smile at the sight as Jean brings up the rear.

"I hear Milady needs an escort."

Your little one gasps at Jean in a prince charming outfit and barrels toward him wanting to be picked up.

"Well, look at you, princess, as pretty as your mommy." Jean tells her.

"Flattery from prince charming? Nice." You chuckle. "So, where's Han?"

"In the car." Jean is joining in with Connie and Sasha as Han Solo for their party later, but had no problems making a couple adjustments to his outfit to play the part for trick or treating.

"Thanks for taking her out." Levi appreciates that the trio is willing to watch his pride and joy.

"We'll have her home by ten." Connie says, like it's no big deal.

"Nine." Levi thinks even that's late, honestly, but he'll let it slide.

"Eleven." Sasha counters.

Your daughter is excited at the thought of staying up so late.

"Our party starts at ten. She'll be back by nine." Jean promises, putting her back down.

"Thank you." You smile as once again Jean is the responsible one.

"And don't take any fruit." Levi adds.

And there goes the eye roll again, this time Connie and Sasha joining in.

"Jeez dad, no fruit?" Sasha says sarcastically.

"Anyone that tries giving out fruit gets an egging." Connie says.

"Yes!" Your little girl is delighted by this, making you stare down at her, and Levi at Connie.

"No, he's kidding." You tell her.

"Am I?" Connie asks.

"What's egging?" She isn't sure but if Connie says it, it must be fun.

Sasha gets down to her level. "It's when you take raw eggs and th-" She gets cut off by Jeans hand on her mouth.

"She's thinking of Easter, princess." Jean makes a save.

Her shoulders drop as the excitement is gone.

"No one gets egged, no fruit, back by nine." Jean lays out the rules.

"Duchess, maybe take your jacket, it's a little cool out." Levi is grabbing it out of the hall closet.

"Dad! It'll mess my dress!" She cannot believe how her dad is trying to ruin Halloween!

"It's not that cold." You say, taking her side.

"Dad, it'll be fine." Connie says, picking her back up and bringing her forward to kiss you both goodbye, then moving out the door before anything else is said, Sasha dashing after them, the three laughing cheerfully.

Jean reaches for the jacket. "Just in case."

Levi thanks him and goes to get the treat bowl to place near the door. It's not very large because not many kids come down your way, as most years lights are off for parents to be out with their own children.

Instead of candy, which will invade your home soon enough, you have things like stickers, rolls of pennies, glow sticks and mini play-doh, things your daughter will use if not taken.

Jean steals a glow stick and waves goodbye to you both, heading off before the other three get too far.

"Can't believe I trust them with my kid." Levi shakes his head.

"Of course you do, so do I." As playful as they all are, you know they wouldn't let anything happen to your daughter. They've been babysitting for you since the beginning.

You and Levi settle on the couch together and turn on an old horror/comedy. This is as scary as you can handle.

It's making you laugh, Levi even chuckling a couple times.

You get a string of kids in the middle of the movie, so as you're giving out the novelties Levi is brewing the maple tea you wanted to try.

You sit back down to finish your movie. Sitting closer than before, Levis arm is around you while you rest against his side once you're done with the tea.

"They should be back soon." Levi checks the time when the movie has ended. It's a few minutes after nine.

You're about to tell him to relax when there's a knock on the door. "See? Nothing to worry about."

Levi goes to let them in when you hear him curse. "Are you kidding?"

Getting up to see what's wrong you gasp at the sight.

Your darling daughter is standing at the door with the biggest of smiles and behind her toilet paper is all over your porch, tree and car. Who would do this?

"CONNIE!" Levi is yelling, stomping out onto the porch past her, pulling down the toilet paper.

"Why me?" Connie gives himself away, emerging from around the corner.

"It was your idea." Jean comes out too, carrying the container full of candy, followed by a laughing Sasha with a second bag of candy.

"You took part in this?" You ask Jean, picking up your little one.

Jean shrugs. "She took part, too. We'll clean it."

"Just wanted to make it memorable." Sasha leans in to give a nose kiss to her favorite kid.

At least it isn't someone else's house, and it's not the entire lawn, and they do offer to clean it before leaving.

"Stop teaching my daughter bad habits." Levi says, shoving Connie.

"Hey, she enjoyed it." He confirms.

"Says the one who just cursed." Sasha points out at the same time.

The child giggling in your arms leans out to give nose kisses to the boys as well.

"Have fun, princess?" Jean asks, getting an enthusiast nod, while Connie and Sasha go and start packing the toilet paper on your car into a bag.

It's clear she's had a fun night and no real harm has been done, but school is in the morning, so you say your thanks and goodbyes, going inside while the trio finishes cleaning.

"Can I have some now?" She asks after you've gotten her out of the outfit and into pajamas.

"Just one. We still have to check it." Levi gives in after inspecting a piece, letting her eat it before she brushes her teeth. She has him wrapped around her little finger.

"Daddy, I got you Whoppers!" She says while laying in bed as you and Levi tuck her in.

"You did? Thank you, duchess." He smiles and pats her head.

"And Kit Kat, mommy!" She's still a bit wound up.

"Thank you. You have a good time?" You ask as she finally yawns.

"Yeah! We even threw egg-" She's suddenly clamping her mouth shut with her hands. She isn't supposed to tell!

You and Levi look at each other. So much for that.

You gently reprimand her before kissing her goodnight, adding an 'I love you' like always so she doesn't worry, letting Levi finish putting her to bed.

You head to send Jean an angry text but he has beaten you to it. He knows a five year old will have trouble with secrets.

He's sent you photos of the thing they were not supposed to do, also letting you know the building is vacant and will be demolished by the city in the next few days.

Feeling a little better, you can't help but smile at the photos, seeing how much fun she's had tonight. Pictures include trick or treating and her helping toilet paper the tree. You're sure they told her this isn't actually okay, except for this time. You also know Levi is reminding her, just in case.

Reaching into one of the bags, you pull out a piece of chocolate no one will miss.

"Hey." Levi is in the room now, frowning some.

"Oh, it's fine." You explain the situation, but he crosses his arms. "You weren't too hard on her, right?"

"Of course not. It's not that." He motions to the empty candy wrapper. "You started without me."

You're laughing as he dumps a handful of candy onto the floor for inspection.

"Don't worry, I didn't touch the Whoppers." You say, making a face and throwing them into his lap.

Levi chuckles and tosses you a Kit Kat, leaning in for a brief kiss.

An hour later everything is separated into piles. One for your daughter, one for you and Levi, and one that you save for a community buy back program for those less fortunate that will in turn put a couple dollars into your daughters piggy bank.

Before going to bed you make sure to throw away all the empty wrappers you've both left scattered on the floor.

a/n- Happy Halloween! In case you're wondering, the movie being watched is Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein. Love old classic movies...hmmm that gives me ideas! :) Also, don't really egg houses kids!

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