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skywlker-sluvtt · 9 months

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🥺 with ani please <3

me when virgin ani: 👹👹👹 this is my area of expertise so i'm excited heheheheh

anakin x afab!reader 18+ below the cut nsfw emoji ask game

🥺 first-time headcanon

✧ it wasn't easy for anakin to get experience at all, being cooped up in the temple or off-world there wasn't much time for him to think thoroughly about who he'd want it to be with. in the end he decides it should be a stranger, surely it wouldn't be that bad

✧ off world he met you at a bar of some kind. he couldn't help but give you the biggest puppy dog eyes and watch you the entire night. if it wasn't for the fact he was pretty it probably could've been a little bit creepy. he's too nervous to talk to you, so you have to approach him.

✧ he's putty in your hands the moment you speak to him. asking him his name and where he's from, playing with the pretty braid in his hair. "jedi huh? i've never been with a jedi before..." it's suggestive enough to get him hard and nervous. "w-well i'd be more than happy to be your first...first jedi" he stumbles over his words before you ask to kiss him very politely.

✧ you gotta pick up on the virgin energy. he can barely kiss you and it makes you giggle a little. when he comes back to yours he'll cOnFeSs to you that he's a virgin, but yk that's fineeeee.

✧ anakin wants to pleasure you he's just not too sure how to. you offer to show him and teach him how to make you feel good and return the favor happily. he tries his hardest and he finds he enjoys your playful banter, he expected the experience to be a lot more serious.

✧ he finishes really quick inside you, with little whimpers he can't control and a flushed face from the embarrassment. after reassuring him it's okay he finishes you off with his mouth and honestly, his skill improves within the last half hour. he's proud of himself for making you cum with just his tongue gladly cleaning all the cum from your pretty hole.

✧ when he leaves in the morning he thanks you profusely and was very confident. ani wani won't be forgetting about you anytime soon, he might even have to visit you at some point <3

#hehehheeh virgin ani #anakin headcanon #anakin skywalker smut #anakin x reader #anakin x you #emoji ask game #star wars smut

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redhood414 · 5 days

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Okay so I know that I already asked it I’m going to ask if maybe we can turn this into a possible part 2 or something? maybe like a one shot or something where Damian and yn are trying to introduce their pets to each like Titus and yns pet meeting for the first time since their relationship is becoming more serious but the thing is yns dog is like my pet poodle, dottie, that is more calm, quiet, sweet, and gives everyone a warm and welcoming energy when meeting her, and thinks Titus is scary but then Titus does something sweet like giving yns dog a bone, a Ty of his he likes, or even saving them surprising Damian from the sweet gesture since Titus isn’t usually friendly to other dogs and yn loves Titus even more now and it ends with both dogs becoming friends and yn and Damian more in love then ever

A/n:Loved that idea! This is so cute. Sorry this is short, it's rushed but I had motivation and wanted to write this out😌✨

Meeting the pets. (P.2)

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After you got to meet the pets of Damian, which were lovely and you adored all of them. Damian loved you even more seeing the interaction between the animals and you, not to speak of the way they immediately took a liking to you. All of them.

Later on the week you suggested that Ace should meet your little poodle, Olive. Damian replied that he didn't think it was a good idea, after all Ace was a guard dog and a big one too. After some pleading and saying it'll be good for Ace to meet another kind of dog Damian agreed. You know he can't say no to you, especially when you put those emojis where he compares them with your puppy eyes when you want something. It's a small victory for you.

The week passes quick and the day comes to meet up with each other. Luckily on the day itself it was sunny. Even thought the weather often was really bad, today fate was on your luck side. Though, it was very windy. Your lover said to meet up at the public park. Big enough for the dogs to play with each other. Eventually it was 10 and exactly, like he always was, just like his father, was he there stipt. You were a few minutes later, 3, or something. On the first dates of your relationship he always complained about it. Now he'd gotten used to it and didn't say anything about it. He wore a black coat and neat shoes. A dark blue scarf around his neck. Like it was for a fancy dinner. He always wanted to show his importance, now it's just to show off to you, knowing you found him incredibly handsome, even his scars. You always adored them. Ever. Single. One. It's now a daily thing to remind him his beauty, inside and out.

He smiled as he saw you, Ace, sitting next to him on the leash. Your poodle wagged its tail excitedly and went closer to Ace, Ace sniffed Olive, curious and a bit hesitant but soon Olive made sign to play. You undid the collar and smiled, seeing Olive giving Ace a small lick on his nose. Ace sneezed and you heard a chuckle beside you, Damian seemed amused and happy. He glanced at you, smiling and pressing a kiss to your forehead as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder while watching the dogs play and whispering. "Everyday is another day where I fall even harder for you, my beloved."

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Let's all agreed Damian in a black coat and all fancy dressed....🌚

#dc universe #damian wayne #damian wayne x reader #ace and titus

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gumballavocadoharry · 10 months

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Inventor harry accidentally hurts yn with one of his inventions???

The velvet navy blue sky that was sprinkled in silver celeste dots; patterned themselves across yn's window. She was enjoying the sweet breeze of summer, after dark. Window was cracked a peek, feet were firmly planted on the mattress, as knees were bent to table the laptop Yn was blueprinting her next project on.

Ding! Yn's phone lit up with the message bannered on the lockscreen.

H: Hey babe, come check out my basketball shooter! You're gonna love it 😘

Yn smiled at the little kissy emoji Harry had chosen. He was always affectionate and straightforward with it. Yn grabbed her cell phone and hoodie before wandering out of her house and into the starry night.

"Okay, I'm here....where's the shooter?" yn asked, scanning the room for anything that could be the new invention. Harry's hidden lab was full of what was thought to be nick-nacks and lava lamps, but were actually little inventions that Harry had processed over the years.

"Here it is," Harry snatched the tarp off of a telescope looking thing that stood about 3 feet. "This is the basketball shooter I was telling you about. It can shoot up to 12 feet!" Yn's mind raced as to what would move Harry to build such a 'useless' piece of machinery.

Yn took a step closer, eyebrow tilted higher than the other; pondering the machine's next move. Harry's back, completely turned fiddling with the buttons. "I think it's this on-"

The sharp ball shot out, rocket speed; nicking Yn's eyebrow and blackening her eye while at it. Harry watched in horror as his girlfriend was now holding one half of her face with her matching hand, mouth agape in shock. The nettled shooting pain, percolated itself within seconds, making Yn dodder in whimpers. "I am so sorry Yn," Harry made his way over to his girlfriend, taking her gently out of the lab and into his car.

The bottom of Yn's eyebrow was bleeding and her eye was already mixing itself with black and purple. The discernible wounds echoing on Yn's gentle face, were enough to choke out a few sobs from a guilty Harry.

Yn's face cringed as the nurse injected the numbing medicine for the four stitches she needed to put in. Harry, squeezed Yn's hand; trembling it lightly while staring delicately at the young girl's face with sappy eyes and a quivered small smile. X-rays were taken and showed that Yn suffered no broken bones or concussions. But that wasn't enough for Harry. He needed something more to ease his sorrow guilt....something that would outrageous and arbitrary just to not seethe with compunction.

"All done," The nurse chirped, "You did a great job." Yn gave a small smile before thanking the nurse before she left. Cold silence radiated the room, before Yn gestured she should get home. "Yn," Harry felt out of breath, "Again, I am so so so so so sorry for the accident, I had no idea it was going to shoot out that fas-"

"Harry, it's okay," Yn said with almost a giggle. Maybe a purposeful one to ease the mood. "It was an accident....and besides.....I was in the way anyway. I should never have been that close." Harry scratched behind his head before giving puppy dog eyes.

"You got yourself a pretty big boo-boo there," He shot a chuckle, "I'll kiss it better." Harry cooed in a babyish voice before pressing a sound kiss to Yn's stitches site. The two walked out of the hospital, Yn's head leaning on Harry's shoulder as they drove off to Yn's place.

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles and yn #inventor harry #harry troupe #troupe harry #harry loves yn #harry ❤️ yn #harry and yn #harry x yn #harry x reader #hurt #inventions

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slowdiived · 2 years

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talk (kurt kunkle x fem reader)

part 4 vibes!!! anyways warnings for light mention of drugs, family trauma stuff, and sex tape mentions lmao. but this one is really fluffy :) enjoy!!!1!!

"can i please pick you up right now?" kurt pleaded from the other end of your phone. "please!"

he was being whiny, his persistence starting to annoy you. you looked at him on the screen, his led lights inside of his car a bright pink. he had puppy dog eyes, his hands in a prayer.

"jeez dude," you giggled. "what are we going to do?"

you brushed your hair in your bathroom, looking back at the propped up phone. you turned to look at your alarm clock that sat in the other room, the time reading out 11:45 pm.

"i want to take you somewhere special and we can live stream the trip!" he giggled. "c'mon please?"

"kurt it's almost midnight," you tried to reason with him. "i gotta work in the morning!"

"i know you! you'd not even fall asleep until like two in the morning!" he yelled out. "just an hour, that's all we need (y/n)!"

you looked at him again, putting your brush down. you laugh at his stupid attempts at making himself look sad to get you to say yes.

"okay," you gave up on trying to deny him. "you better get here lightning fast dude!"

"thank you! i'll be there in about ten!" he hung up fast.

you were nervous, you guys hadn't really done much after you guys admitted you liked each other a couple weeks ago. he had seen you vulnerable when you opened up to him a week earlier, but still no moves had been made. you guys just had these awkward run ins.

like when you made the viral mall video, you got really close to him a few times and you could notice it made his breath hitch. then there was one point where he accidentally brushed up against you and your face just lost all emotion. then when he was listening to you rant, he tried to touch your knee but you hadn't notice and brought them up to your chest.

you felt like he had something in the works but you couldn't be too sure.

you looked in your mirror, analyzing your outfit. it was a white baby tee and a pair of flared black leggings. you wanted to change but also you felt too lazy. you just put on your vans, lacing them up. you looked back in the mirror and decided to put your hair up in a claw clip.

soon you heard a buzz and looked at your phone to see the message from kurt:

kurtie: i am here 😁😁😁

you giggle at his emojis and then grab your wallet. you head down to him, opening the door to his car.

"hey!" you greeted while getting in and buckling your seatbelt.

"guess who made it guys!" he pointed his stream in your direction.

you wave and immediately a donation came through his bluetooth in his car.

everyone wants a sex tape now!

you rolled your eyes in disgust and look out the window as kurt drove off.

"hey, we aren't doing a sex-sex tape," his performative voice was turned on and it made you giggle. "not unless she was like comfortable or something but even that isn't like-likely."

you snapped your head towards him, your eyes squinting. you were weirded out by what he had just said, disbelief painting you.

"what the fuck?" you laughed in even more disbelief. "next time just shut them down dude."

your arms crossed against your chest and you could feel the atmosphere change.

(y/n) is mad at kurt!!! time for angry sex tape

"guys no sex tape!" he awkwardly exclaimed.

"you guys are freaks, actually," you laugh. "you aren't ever gonna get me in a sex tape."

kurt looked over at you and giggled at your statement. you just sat there still uncomfortable by what he said.

but the rest of the ride was tame, the two of you answering questions and spouting off jokes, even though kurt's were dry and definitely stolen. it was still cute to see him try his hardest to make everyone laugh. he made you chuckle a few times.

he then brought you to a weirdly wooded area on a hill. you look around, the bright lights of the city shine from afar. everything looked so small.

kurt got out of his seat and ended his stream. he came to your side and opened your door, helping you out. he brought you over to the hood of the car and sat, patting a seat next to him.

"why did you take me here?" you asked, your voice soft.

"it's one of my favorite places," he wrapped his arms around his knees, bringing them to his chest. "my mom would take me here sometimes, we would talk about things and stuff. that was when i was like a kid though and she still cared."

you looked at him and sympathy dripped down your face. you felt bad for him, he always have these one liners about his parental trauma whenever he talked about them. you never knew how to react, always just saying sorry.

"i'm sorry," you sighed. "my dad and i don't have the best relationship either, part of the reason i moved out here. he was pretty neglectful or he cared too much about things. it got exhausting."

"my dad is a drug addict," he just blurted out. "i try to still be there but his addiction is getting worse from what i remember as a kid. my mom ruined their marriage by becoming a star fucker and he ran away to do drugs for awhile. he got clean for a bit then when i graduated high school he got bad again. the reason i drive him everywhere is because he got a dui. i fucking hate him."

your hand found itself holding onto his arm and he shot his eyes over at you. you gave him a smile and he smiled back.

"i didn't know it was so bad," you squeezed his arm. "hey at least you have a friend who isn't bobby."

"yeah," he laughed. "bobby is cool but i get sick of him pushing me around. i like you because i don't have to-well like... worry i guess. you don't insult me."

you scooted closer to him, your sides now pressing together. you placed your head on his shoulder, your hand still holding him. he tensed and you could feel it.

"i wouldn't insult you ever," you spoke honestly. "i will call you out for being weird but i would never be an ass like he is. i like you kurt."

he giggled and soon got very quiet, his head still faced to the city. you lifted yours up a bit to look at him, he hummed slightly at the loss of touch. he quickly looked back at you.

"doyoustillwanttokiss me?" he blurted again, this time the words all sticking together.

"huh?" you asked, not fully understanding what he said.

"like uh, when i-you were drunk," he started stuttering again. "you wanted to kiss me and i uh said no-because you were drunk! but like i would kiss you now if like you wanted that-if that's okay?"

you giggled and hit his arm playfully.

"yeah," your grin grew wide.

you both closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss each other, your hands moving to his cheeks. it was a few seconds long, pulling away to look at him.

"was that okay?" you asked.

"that was my first," he admitted.

your eyes widened and you gasped.

"no way!" you were shocked.

yeah he was awkward but like not even in high school did he pull a single person? he was so cute under his greasy hair and stupid clothes.

"uh yeah way," you could tell he was embarrassed admitting it. "i got close once but the girl decided she didn't want to so i just let it go."

you held onto his cheeks and kissed him again. he kissed back but it was a bit awkward as you tried to move your lips. he didn't know how to follow. you pulled away.

"let me teach you," you giggled. "just follow me as we get into it, okay?"

he nodded fast, his hands finally finding a place on your body. he held your waist and you started off slow, then deepening the kiss. he moaned into your mouth, making you moan back quietly. you soon decided to enter your tongue in slowly. he understood how to receive it and meshed his tongue with yours. you both got into it, you soon moving onto his lap as he stretched his legs out. he pulled his hands down to steady himself on the hood of his car.

you pulled away after a few seconds when you could feel him squirming a bit under you.

"that was good for a first time make out," you smiled, your hands now holding onto his shoulders.

"really?" he asked excitedly. "can we go again?"

"whatever, kurtie," you leaned back in for more.

#joe keery #kurt kunkle #kurt kunkle fanfiction #kurt kunkle fic #kurt kunkle x fem reader #kurt kunkle x reader #kurt kunkle/reader #kurtsworld96 #spree #spree movie #steve harrington

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hob1e-br0wn · 1 year

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how flatmate!remus found himself with you in his bed

au where remus and sirius do not know each other

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"Shhhh!" You scolded Sirius as you drunkenly stumbled into your flat. "He's gonna wake up!"

Sirius giggled, "You're gonna wake him up cos," He hiccuped, "Cos you're being so loud." His volume grew with each syllable.

You staggered to the couch, holding onto Sirius for some sort of stability—it didn't work.

What woke up your flatmate wasn't the giggling. It wasn't the volume of you or your friend. It was the loud thud of you both falling over.

Remus groggily called out your name. You giggled, entangled with Sirius, "Out here!"

Remus rubbed his eyes and shuffled toward your voice; then he heard another voice—a man's. He sighed and continued walking.

You were lying on Sirius when Remus found you. Your noses were touching, and you were both laughing. Remus didn't understand what was so funny. Okay, he understood why it would be funny if he were in this position. Actually, he wouldn't find it funny; he would discover his trousers growing tight. He needed to stop imagining himself in this position.

Remus shook his head, attempting to clear his mind.

It half worked.

"I'm going to assume this is Sirius?" Remus reached down, offering you a hand. Instead of accepting his help, you flopped over beside Sirius.

"Yes!"

Sirius sat up, "And you're Remus. Insert heart-eye emojis."

You were going to smack him.

"Sirius," You whined.

Luckily, Remus seemed to be too tired to try and decipher Sirius's words.

"Nice to meet you," He grumbled, then he turned his attention to you in your dress, smudged lipstick and flaking mascara, "You need help getting up?"

"No," You sprawled on the floor, "I'm gonna sleep here."

Remus shook his head, "You're not gonna sleep here. You gotta get to bed. Sirius," The boy's head snapped up at the call of his name, "Are you staying here?"

"Yes," You interjected, "But he's too tall to sleep on the couch," You looked like a child trying to understand long division, "He'll sleep with me!" You declared, then you frowned, "Wait, no, he kicks in his sleep." You looked up at the couch, scowled, then at Remus. You put on your best puppy dog eyes, "Can I sleep with you?"

#remus lupin #flatmate!remus

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chaeinedup · 2 years

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Puppy Love

Pairing: Kim junseo x reader

Summary: All it took was 2 dogs and 1 cup of coffee.

Content warning: None just very wholesome ^^.

Spring is probably your favourite season, the flowers are blossoming the days are longer and brighter and life just seems to get lighter. You decided to go for a walk and bring your dog with you, he also deserves to see the beauty speing brings to the outside scenary.

You got dressed in athleasure wear, expecting to just go for a walk and come home, you got your best buddy and off you two were. Lucky for you there’s a park not far from your apartment so that’s where you headed to, headphones on and leash in hand you make your way to dog playgroung.

As soon as you got there you let your buddy run wild and meet new friends as he loves so much, you sat in a near bench waiting for him to get tired and come to you when he’s ready to go home. What you weren’t expecting was for someone to sit next to you. Sure you don’t mind but with so much free space your curiosity ran wild just like your dog.

You noticed your buddy was now only playing with a specific dog, you were happy they took a liking to each other and that they were having fun. Buddy and his friend ran in your direction and you were confused to why, until you realised the person sitting next to you was the dad of buddy’s new friend. You both realised what that meant and quickly smiled at each other. You couldn’t lie his smile made your heart skip a beat.

??: I guess our dogs have befriended each other.

Y/N: I guess so, mine is usually pretty social but he’s never picked anyone specifically before ahah.

??: So mine is special? that must mean something ahah.

Y/N: You really think so? Care to tell me in what way??

The tone in which this conversation was happening it was definetly very flirty and both of you were okay. You thought to yourself that dressing like this was perhaps a big mistake.

??: Maybe if I bought you a cup of coffee that could explain my words easier.

You were impressed to say the least he made a smooth move while still looking a little shy, enough to keep you intrigued and accept with his sugestion.

After said coffee you exchanged phone numbers both of you putting dog emojis next to the other person’s name. You said your goodbyes and once you got home you couldn’t get him out your head. You thought things like this only really happened in movies but here you were sitting on the couch blankly looking at the wall in front of you. Your dogs bark brought you back to reality, you asked him what was wrong and he walked off somewhere making you follow him. He got to your room and jumped on the bed immediately making you look at your phone that was left unattended for a few minutes. You saw the light was on meaning you were getting notifications and your brain couldn’t believe your eyes.

Junseo 🐶: I hope you weren’t too surprised by my request and I also hope you enjoyed it.

Junseo 🐶: I also think our puppies really got along? what do you say to a double playdate tomorrow?

Damn you missed having interactions like these and you made sure to thak your dog for making you cross paths with such a cute and loving guy. You rapidly responded to junseo, exciment growing inside of you to what tomorrow might bring.

masterlist

#wei #wei scenarios #wei imagines #wei oneshots #wei masterlist #Junseo wei #junseo #kim junseo #junseo imagines #junseo scenarios #junseo fluff #junseo fanfic #junseo oneshots #chaeinedup

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lecliss · 3 years

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Thought: Servamp cast but they're wearing Duel Academy uniforms

#I WANNA DRAW THIS BUT I NEED TO FINISH THE HOUSE LAYOUT MAP WHATEVER IT IS BUT!!!!! DUEL ACADEMY UNIFORM #okay where is the puppy dog eyes emoji??? wtf. why dont i have it??? unfair. complete bullshit. i deserve it ckcbckcncck #ANYWAY. i think only teens and young adults would wear the uniforms. characters like lily would qear teacher uniforms #but they look like stylized student uniforms anyway so close enough #i want it color cordinated like kuro in obelisk cuz blue. but he would ABSOLUTELY be in osiris. but blue!!!#imo hed probably be a crazy good duelist but just lazy and bad at schoolwork so hed be in obelisk #but always threatened with demotion if he doesnt improve his grades and mahiru helps him with classwork #alicein bros and marufuji bros parallels 👀👀👀#now the question is. tetsu in ra or osiris. OMG!!! Hugh is a teacher but cuz hes so little and babey looking people dont believe him #until they waltz into his class and see him standing on the desk and are like O_O #also i want the animal forms to be duel spirits but idk how to make that work #.....this went from an art idea to a full blown au..... oops #personal

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reidsahacker · 3 years

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Support from Under the Desk

Vinnie Hacker x Female Reader

warnings: daddy kink, degrading, some praise, cockwarming, slight spanking.

1.4k words, briefly edited!

So um this is def not a blurb lol, got carried away! sorry lmao! if anyone wants a part 2 let me know and send in ideas!

Requests are open, send in your blurb reqs or concepts! my anons are open too! i also do emoji anons if anyone is interested!

Vinnie has been playing Valorant almost all day and watching him play can be super fun. Sometimes he lets you wear his headset and talk to the boys, sometimes he trys to teach you how to play, others you just like sitting there with him. Today you have done all 3 of those things and you are still bored. You are currently trying to take a nap but he keeps distracting you. Not because he is being loud but he is hot. He doesn't have a shirt on so every time he moves his back flexes, you watch his tattoo move.

"Fuck." Vinnie says as he throws his hands in the air. He stands up to stretch and his sweats slide just a little lower on his waist. You can see his v-line and all you can think about is trailing kisses down his stomach and stopping right at his spade tattoo, leaving kisses all around it, teasing him until he grabs you by the chin, giving you the warning look.

"Babe?...Baby?...Y/N?" Vinnie says calling at you.

"Hmm?" you hum.

"What's on your mind baby? I can tell you were thinking about something." He says slightly concerned/

"Nothing baby, i'm just tired." you answer still feeling your heart beat in 2 different places.

"Okay baby, I love you." He says when he comes over and gives you kisses.

Vinnie gets back into the game and you "take a nap." In reality you are thinking of a way you can get what you want. The idea hits you, a pillow under the desk that's "for hera".

You grab one of the decorative pillows and make your way over to Vinnie. You know that he won't hear you coming, so as you approach the desk you get down on your knees and crawl. You don't think Vin can see you but he can and all he does is smirk to himself, he wants to see what your plan is.

You crawl underneath the desk and set the pillow down right in between his legs. You act like you are setting the pillow just right when he glances down at you with a questioning look.

"Its for hera, when she lays down here!" you say with a slight smirk.

"Yeah?" he says with a slightly cocky tone that makes you clench your legs together.

Instead of crawling out the way you came in, you get in between his legs. You place your hands on his knees and give him a small smile. You slowly start to run your hands up his thighs, causing him to spread them and push his hips forward.

Your hands go to his hips as you sit up on your knees, you run the tips of your fingers over the ace of spades tattoo causing him to let out a low groan. You play with the band of his sweats and right when he thinks you are going to pull them down, you run your hands over his bulge instead. He mutes himself on the game and you know you have him where you want him.

"You know better than to tease me bunny, finish what you started or you will come warm my cock while I play." he says with a stern tone.

You will his sweats down and his cock springs out hitting his stomach, leaving a drop of pre cum on his stomach. You swipe your finger through it and suck the finger into your mouth.

"Tastes good daddy." You moan out giving him the best puppy dog eyes that make him melt every time.

You take the base of his cock in your hand and spit on the tip, bringing your hand up to spread it around. As you slowly jerk him off you press small kisses to his tip, still teasing him despite his previous warning. He gives you another warning look, so you take his tip in between your lips and suck.

One of his hands goes to the back of head, pushing you to take more of his cock your mouth.

"Just like that bunny, got the best mouth." He praises you and feels you moan around his cock.

You bob your head up and down, while using your tongue to swirl around him just how he likes. You hear a new round start and that's when you take him all in.

"Fuck, bunny." He says bringing his hands down, making a makeshift ponytail and using that to control you. Completely abandoning the game.

You moan around him and feel him twitch in your mouth, you know he is getting close but he's not wear you want him yet. As you bob your head up and down with his help, you reach a hand down to grab his balls. You squeeze them in your hand and that's when he bucks up into your mouth and twitches.

"Fuck bunny, gonna cum down that pretty throat. Keep going baby." He moans out while his hand relaxes on your head.

That's when you take the opportunity to completely pull away except for your hand on the base his cock. His tip is red and dripping pre cum, the veins on his cock are pulsing and he his pissed. He pushes his chair out a little more and grabs you by the elbow.

"Stand up and take of your clothes off now." he says with lust and anger in his eyes.

You stand and slowly start stripping, once your (his) shirt is off, you take your panties off and throw them over his head but he catches them. He grabs you by the hips and places you on his lap, hovering over his cock.

"What did I tell you slut? Huh?" He almost yells at you.

"Not to tease." he whisper while looking anywhere but his eyes.

He grabs you by the chin making you look at him as he slides you down on his cock. He watches the way your eyebrows furrow together and your mouth drops open, letting out the prettiest moan as he bottoms out.

You run your hands up his arms and put them over his shoulders, getting ready to bounce on his cock when he grabs your hips stopping you.

"Daddy, wanna ride you. Please." You pout at him with the puppy dogs eyes that he loves oh so much.

"No, those eyes aren't going to work this time. I told that if you teased you'd warm my cock and that is what you are going to do." He says while rubbing his thumbs in little circles on your hips.

"But da-" you whine before he interrupts

"No. Now you can either be a good bunny and sit her while I play and maybe i'll let you cum when Im done. Or you can be a whore and not get anything. I'll use you right now to make myself cum and then you'll get off. Which one you want baby?" He asks with most sly smirk.

As you take one of your hands and place it on his cheek, using your thumb to play with his bottom lip you mutter out "Be a good bunny, wanna cum daddy."

He pecks your lips a few times, giggling at his little bunny pouting on his lap all because she lost her own game. "Good choice bunny, wanna feel you make a mess on my cock later."

You whine out knowing he is trying to rile you up more and it's working. You make yourself as comfy as you can with his cock bottomed out in you and not getting anything else from it but the beautiful pressure of him on your sweet spot. You think that maybe if you stay as still as you can it will over quicker.

Right as you lay your head down on his shoulder and he scoots his chair in to start a new game he says something that ruins your whole plan of "staying still"

"Better hope this game I do good, you know a move a lot when I lose. Know you were watching me earlier bunny, me losing is what started this." He says.

You sit up and give it one last go, see if you can get yourself out of this.

"Im sorry daddy, I just can't help it. You look so good baby, wanted to make you feel good." you give him the puppy dog eyes, the pout, and clench around him.

All you get is a slap on the ass and him chuckling while putting his headset on. You are going to be in for a long ride ;)

AHHH LIKE I SAID ITS MORE THAN A BLURB!! THANK YOU TO THE 2 ANONS WHO SENT IN THEIR IDEAS!! I HOPE YALL LIKE THIS! LEMME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS!

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spilledkauffie · 3 years

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Meet Cute

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x DogMom!Reader Word Count: 1.8k T/W: fluffyyyy A/N: I know it’s a trope, but I love it!

Can you imagine Bucky with a puppy?!?!

Managing six dogs at once wasn’t exactly easy, but you did it rather gracefully, at least most of the time. Today however, you fumbled with your keys at your apartment door when two dogs suddenly, and swiftly wrapped around you, pulling opposite directions. With a small shocked squeak at being squeezed, you accidentally dropped both your keys and a leash, one out of six wasn’t bad, but it was still a loose puppy, trotting around the apartment hall like he owned the place.

“Peanut!” You yelled out of sheer concern as the baby dachshund gallivanted towards the stairs, as if it were his prison break at last, “Peanut, sweetie, come here!” You called again, eyebrows furrowing during your attempt to untwist the other leashed from around you, as he got closer and closer to that first step which was far too steep for him to comfortably and safely make wihtout tumbling down the rest.

You watched in sheer panic as his short stout front legs took the leap of faith with ears flying freely in the air like he was Dumbo. You anticipated the little yelp that would absolutely break your heart— Thankfully there was a soft landing platform neither of you had prepared for. Underneath Peanut appeared two hands covered in black gloves. The small dog fit perfectly in the hands as he wagged his tail, beyond proud of the heart attack he nearly gave you. Sighing, you leaned into the door of your apartment for support.

“Whoa there,” the saviour said, bringing the pup up with him as he stood, having had to dip to catch the pup on the stairs, after glancing at the shining silver bone shaped name tag he met the dog’s eye line, “Peanut, was it?”

As the stranger made his way up the last few steps, you couldn’t take your eyes off him. While you didn’t know him personally, you had seen him around the apartment complex before. Heart still pounding, you shook your head at the pup who was plenty happy in the hands of his rescuer.

“Peanut Butter Brittle Biscuit,” you full named the dog, causing him to tuck his tail, still wagging it though. Setting your hand, which was still being tugged on by the other five other dogs, on your hip, “you know better than to just run into strangers, it's rude.”

“Well, Peanut,” he looked to the pup in all seriousness, “I’m Bucky. There, we aren’t strangers anymore,” he affirmed, shaking the dogs tiny little paw gently, “and so we’re not strangers,” he looked to you, “I’m Bucky, and you are?” You smiled at his flirty tone, “unless you’d like to go by 4C? Keep it professional?”

“Four- C?” You gave a puzzled look.

Bucky pointed above and behind your head, with the hand he was not literally cradling Peanut with. Quickly glancing you realized it was your apartment number. Now feeling a flush of embarrassment, you took a moment to face him again, squeezing your eyes closed.

“Oh yeah,” you nervously laughed, before giving him your name as well, you liked the way he repeated it to himself, “and you’re 2E, right?”

“Do we know each other?” he asked, tilting his head with a smirk.

“Oh no, I just, sometimes I see Yori go down there, and- I’m not stalking you, I promise,” you frantically explained, waving your hand, wrapped in dog leashes.

“No,” Bucky smiled, letting you know that was not what he was thinking, “I think I’d hear you if you were though,” he looked down and around at the literal pack of dogs sitting and standing around you. The pack ranged from a German Shepherd to a Golden Retriever to a Dachshund to a Pomeranian to a Corgi to, lastly, a dopey Great Dane.

“Most definitely,” you laughed, trying to calm your nerves, “we’re not the most graceful bunch, you had a display of that just a moment ago, which thank you so, so much.” You placed your hand over your chest, as an expression of relief.

“No problem,” he said with a sincere nod and smile, petting back the dog’s ears, “looks like Peanut here is a real daredevil.”

“You have no idea,” you glanced at the puppy, “he’s a troublemaker and thinks he’s invincible.”

With that Peanut interjected giving the most babyish attempt at a deep roo, sassily from where Bucky held him still.

“Talker too, huh?” Bucky gave a shocked glance at the Dachshund who was still resting comfortably with his chest being cradled by Bucky's hand.

“Yeah, well we’re 40 minutes late to D I N N E R,” you spelled out the last word in a whisper, “Fridays are always long days,” you gestured around you to the bigger dogs with toys covered in drool, they just stared up at you, sighing you collected yourself, “they’re park days.”

“Ohh, I see,” Bucky nodded, “I'd hate to keep you any longer then.”

With a soft ‘okay’ and a smile, you held your hands out to take Peanut back. There was a brief moment in the exchange where your hands touched his and he gave a ‘sorry’ knowing it was probably cold against your skin. As Peanut hovered with both your hands on his chubby little sides. Your Dane tugged one way again, while the Retriever was determined to go the other, pulling you and Bucky closer together. Practically chest to chest, save Peanut being the barrier between the two of you.

“Oh my gosh,” you whispered, looking down immediately, even though there was hardly room between you two to do so, literally feeling the heat rise to your cheeks, you closed your eyes, “this is not happening.”

“I’ve been in worse situations,” Bucky remarked cooly, keeping his gaze focused on you, finding it surprisingly cute at how flustered you were around him. It’d been a long time since he had felt someone had real genuine human emotions regarding him.

Neither of you took your hands away from the other’s. Standing there you bit in your lip, calming your rising pulse as you were now close enough to smell his cologne.

“I’m-” you started, finally looking up, “so sorry.”

“It’s really okay,” Bucky chuckled, not wanting you to feel as worried as you were, but you just knit your brows together and gave another apologetic look, “honestly, I could- I could do this all day.” There was a pause, then you smiled, ducking your head to hide your face against Peanut who was really becoming a star matchmaker, “I think Peanut and I are going to be very good friends by the end of this.”

Lifting your head with a nod, you sighed, stroking the pup’s ear, for a moment before you guided the other dogs around to give you some more space. Bucky respectfully took a step back, somehow still holding Peanut after all that. You opened your apartment door and the dogs rushed in, you let each leash fall off your hand as they entered. You said their name with each one to keep track of them.

“And lastly,” you exhaled, reaching your arms out again for the troublemaker of whom Bucky surrendered, though he was getting fairly fond of him, “well, at least let me invite you in? Have a drink on me? Something?”

“That’d be great,” Bucky said, gesturing for you to lead the way.

Once you were both in and Bucky shut the door behind him, you let Peanut loose and immediately he ran to his dinner bowl, waiting in anticipation. Offering Bucky to sit at the bar, you set two cold bottles on top of the counter, but before you joined him you got out six dog bowls, making him smile.

“How long have you had them?” Bucky asked, opening his bottle relaxedly with his hand.

“They vary, some for years, but the most recent,” you nodded to Peanut, “only a few months.”

“So uh, why so many?” Bucky inquired.

You squeezed your shoulders up, looking around at all of them, “they needed a home,” you said, soft smile, “each of them came from a broken place, of hurt and pain. That’s all they knew before I took them in, and,” you shook your head smiling wider, looking over to Bucky, “if I could be a part of their healing, I knew I had to be. I can’t think of leaving something to suffer if there’s something that can be done to help.”

“That’s-” Bucky looked to the floor as you rounded the counter, to sit next to him on another bar stool, having just set all the bowls down, “that’s a really great mindset.”

“What about you?” you took a sip, “any pets?”

He swallowed shaking his head, “no, I have a weird work schedule,” he squinted at his own reasoning, hoping it didn’t sound too dumb.

“Oh gotcha,” you nodded, before gesturing with the top of the bottle, “well Rodgers seems to like you.”

Your gesture drew Bucky to look down, sure enough set atop his thigh was your German Shepherd's head, looking up with big eyes and slowly wagging his tail. Bucky pet the dog’s ear, “Rodgers?”

“Yeah, you know after Captain America? He’s ex-military himself so I thought it was fitting,” you bent down to pet the dog yourself.

There was a quietness, Bucky looked away from the dogs and you for a moment. Biting the inside of his lip he felt something he hadn’t in a long time, though he tried to repress it. A part of him felt it was a sign, another part of him told himself to ignore it. Takin another swig, he made his choice

“Hey, if you ever. . . need help with them, I’m,” he hesitated, “I’m usually free Fridays, or- park days.”

“I’d love that,” you smiled leaning back up, “how bout I get your number so we can plan a da-,” you quickly changed your sentence, “a park day.”

While you got up to grab your phone, he flipped open his, seeing the very few contacts and the messages from only one person. Wincing he was a little nervous, this meant opening up. You returned, asking for his number, to which he willingly gave you. Finishing the drinks he said he really should head home, you completely understood, already surprised that he stuck around that long after the incident earlier.

With casual goodbyes, you shut your door and he headed back downstairs. Taking his gloves off, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate. Sitting on his couch he took it out of his pocket. Seeing your name pop up with a “hi 4C here, texting you like I said I would” and a smiley face with a dog emoji made him smile to himself.

He opened it-- it was time to start answering messages, it was time he found his healing.

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marvelettesassemblenow · 2 years

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Steve, Duke & You

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Summary: Steve literally stole your dog when you moved into the compound and these two connected. The pictures you got when you were on a mission just added to the jealousy you felt towards your own dog.

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is Chris Evans fault for posting these precious pictures with Dodger! Also I said drabble, right? Jokes on me...

There once had been a time when you had a dog named Duke. When you had lived in your old apartment you had taken him out for your old neighbor a lot. And when the neighbor passed away and there seemed to be no one taking care of the dog you took him in. How could you have said no to those eyes?

There was no way that you would have known that these eyes would get competition. That was before you moved into the Avengers compound and met no other than Captain America. He should be glad that the nation didn’t know that he mastered the art of puppy eyes.

You should be glad that someone was looking after Duke when you were away on a mission. But now it just felt like you didn’t have a dog anymore and that Steve gained a new companion. You were looking at the screen on your phone where a picture popped up. Steve was holding Duke in his arms, Dukes paws in the air while both of them had their faces turned towards each other and looking content. There was a slight sting in your chest looking at it and you wondered who had taken that picture.

Who would have guessed that your dog had a better love story than you? It seemed like the moment Duke and Steve met the world stood still for a second. They had looked at each other until Duke had sprinted forwards and jumped up at Steves impressive body and liked his face while his tail didn’t stop wiggling. You tried to introduce yourself and apologized for the untypical behavior of your dog, but Steve didn’t seem to mind. It took a while until he stopped scratching the fur and petted the head so he could shake your hand. It just got worse after you moved in and Duke didn’t seem to leave the captain's side.

A notification plopped up on the photo showing you got another picture of Steve. It was captioned The Outtake and showed Steve squinting his eyes so he had wrinkles all around the eyes while Duke’s tongue was covering half of his face as he was liking it when the picture was taken.

“What are you looking at?” Natasha asked and looked over your shoulder. “Oh, you might need to talk about custody with him.”

“As if I didn’t know,” you scoffed. Another message arrived.

He misses you.

We miss you.

“Or maybe you don’t.”

“Hey, stop reading my messages,” you turned off the screen and put it away. You couldn’t wait to go back home and cuddle with your dog. If you could pry him from Steve that is, although joining them wouldn’t be so bad. But while you and Steve were kind of friends most of your talks surrounded the pet and while you were glad about that you couldn’t help but wish for more.

“Hey pal, that’s your moms. You’re not supposed to play with it.” Steve tried to grab the giant sloth toy that Duke was bringing into his room. There was already drool on it and Steve quickly gave up as he didn’t want the stuffed animal to rip. Duke seemed happy and jumped on the bed placing the sloth and curling around it. He lifted his head and looked at Steve. “Oh, you’re just missing her. But be careful with it,” he said and stroked the dogs fur. He snapped another picture for you. The last ones were seen but you hadn’t responded.

He just hoped that you were okay. Most of the time you’d reply when you had seen the photos at least with an emoji. “Guess there’s nothing we can do except waiting.” He laid down next to the animal and turned on the TV. His nose was filled with the smell of your shampoo and he couldn’t help to wonder if the sloth really slept in your bed the days Duke would stay at his side. Bucky had gifted it to you as a joke, but maybe it wasn’t a joke to you.

He felt bad about stealing your dog, but you assured him it was okay. He didn’t mean for the dog to steal his heart, but when they had looked at each other he couldn’t help himself. And when he heard your voice and looked up and saw your face while you were telling him that Duke was more trained usually, he couldn’t help but think that you could steal his heart too. Not that Steve would ever admit that out loud! Especially not since you just did that.

But it was way easier to connect over a dog than talk about his feelings.

“Dude, now it’s just embarrassing. Stealing her plushie?” a voice interrupted his thoughts.

“I didn’t steal anything. Duke just,” Steve started to defend himself to Bucky.

“Sure, blame the poor dog,” Bucky interrupted. “How many pictures have you sent her today?”

“I’m just letting her know that Duke is okay and cared for. There's nothing wrong with it,” Steve voice got a little louder causing Duke to raise his ears.

“Then why are you getting so defensive? How many?” Bucky pestered.

“Four,” Steve mumbled.

“And how many had you in it?”

“Three,” Steve’s voice got even quieter.

“Just talk to her about your feelings.”

“What, like you’re the expert suddenly?”

“I got more action than you,” Bucky had the audacity to wink at him and left the room before Steve could throw anything at him. Jerk, he thought.

“Where’s your welcoming committee?” Natasha asked once the two of you stepped into the compound. Usually Steve and Duke would wait for you at the hanger but you couldn’t spot them. When the spy and you walked further into the compound and closer to the living quarters you met Clint who greeted the two of you and he and Nat went their own way, already discussing what had happened these last four days.

You stepped into the living room, expecting to see them cuddling on the couch. When you didn’t spot them there you went to Steves room. The door was open and you looked inside but there was also no sight of them.

“They’re not here,” a voice behind you said and scared you. “They’re on a walk, should be back soon,” Bucky commented once you turned towards him.

“Do me a favor and just help me out. Ask the old man out. He won’t do it and you not responding to his photos that he only did so you could see your dog is taken care of,” he made quotes in the air with his hands, “had him moping around. Actually, he and your dog had the same expression now that I think about it.”

“Aren’t you older than Steve?” you asked with raised eyebrows.

“Oh sure, that is what you pick up on. Just ask him out. You like him, he likes you. Easy as that.”

You crossed your arms in front of you. “And since when are you an expert?”

“See, you even match,” he grunted before he walked away.

You put your stuff into your room and decided to take a shower. When you were showered and changed you opened your door just to be met with Duke sitting in front of your door next to Steve who stood in front of it.

As soon as Duke saw you, he jumped up and pushed his nose against your legs and you crouched down and smothered him in love. Okay, maybe your dog missed you too.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked once Duke had calmed down and you started to get up.

“Yeah, everything's okay. Thanks for taking care of this rascal,” you said and smiled at him which cause him to beam at you.

“Always, you know that.”

“Do you,” you cleared your throat and started over. “I wanted to watch a movie. Do you might want to join me?”

“Yes,” Steves reply came so fast it startled him and you. “Have you eaten anything yet? If not, I could do something real quick.” You told him that would be nice and fifteen minutes later Steve carried some snacks into your room.

You were already sitting on your bed and patted the place next to you which caused Steve and Duke to walk towards you and you to laugh. “I think the bed is big enough for the three of us,” you chuckled.

After you had finished the snacks it ended with Dukes head on your stomach while his body was between your and Steve’s legs and your head on Steve’s chest while he was stroking your arm. “If I wouldn’t be afraid to move I would take a picture. I’d rather have a cute one of the three of us as a background than the one I have of you and Duke,” you mumbled sleepily.

“We’re your lock screen?” Steve asked shocked.

“Of course. What do I think I make with these pictures you sent me? These are just too precious.” You didn’t know how he made it, but Steves long arm was suddenly stretched out, his phone in his hand and he took a picture with the three of you in it. “You have to send it to me. And that reminds me: Where is my sloth?” But as you were slowly falling asleep and your voice was barely audible Steve could avoid telling you that it was still laying in his bed because it smelled like you.

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hotdamnhunnam · 3 years

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Will Miller / 🌙🥺🧸

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Poke the Bear

Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, angsty love + cuddly fluff + smutty stuff up on a mountaintop Word Count: ~1.6k Emoji Prompt: 🌙🥺🧸 (key words are in bold)

“Hey there.”

Will glances up as you approach him where he’s leaning back against bags full of cash here on the mountainside, beneath the black sky stretching out so wide. He’s glad to see you just as ever but he steels himself to act as if he doesn’t really care. He answers playfully though he’s too pure to be a player. Too full of feelings that he can’t place anywhere. “Thought you’d know better than to come and poke the bear.”

Crack a slight smile while you grit your teeth against the bitter cold of the night air. Sit down beside him and as ever in his presence you can’t help but fucking stare. The low light of a crescent moon threads silver through the soft crop of his hair. The stars shine twice as bright when mirrored in those big puppy-dog eyes of crystal blue. “I didn’t poke you,” you point out but then poke your forefinger into his gloved hand so now it’s true. That hand that could as soon caress you as choke you. Will is just so dangerously hot yet also such a fluffy precious little baby and it really isn’t fair. “But hey, I gotta say you do look like a military teddy bear.”

He blinks, unsure just what to think. You’re close enough that he can breathe you and he’s grateful that the dim of night can hide the way his cheeks are flushing pink. You smell like home even though you live worlds apart—even when all you have are days spent fighting wars and running missions that are all doomed from the start—even when you’re part of the team toward whom he’s meant to hold just brotherly love in his iron heart. The scent of you isn’t supposed to be a comfort and a kink. The captain holds himself afloat above shit that he can’t emote but around you he fucking sinks.

You can’t begin to process all his thoughts. But you can tell he’s fighting something in his soul. Will is the sum of all the wars he’s fought, and so much more that makes him fucking whole.

Speaking again since there’s apparently nothing he wants to say, you nod over toward the spot several yards away, where the three other guys are sleeping off the day. “I guess you got tired of sleeping in a huddle?”

He replies as if that’d really been the problem when it hadn’t been at all. “Shit got a little weird for me when Frankie tried to cuddle.”

And at that you softly laugh, which is a problem ‘cause the softness of the sound hardens his shaft. Through his thick pants you haven’t noticed yet. “So over Catfish you’d prefer to cuddle with your gun instead?”

He bobs his head. “Yeah, pretty much.”

And then—did you just inch a little closer to the captain? When the fucking hell did that happen? You’re close enough that he could just reach out and touch…

That is when you notice the stirring in his crotch. It’s almost hidden under all his clothes and gear but it’s so clear to you, and for some reason he’s not shifting gear to hide it from your view… your pussy clenches deep inside and eyes go wide as you just watch…

Your eyes then lift to meet the blue of his. In just one look there is such lust—yet also loyalty and trust—a lifetime’s worth and it’s the closest that you’ve ever come to knowing what love is.

You’re both so new to this.

What happens if we do this?

Will the world end if I just give you a kiss?

Can we save it if it does—can we go back to what this is? To what it was…?

There are no answers to the questions left unspoken in the air. It’s so damn cold, upon the broken edges of this mountain where his heart has made its stronghold. But you meet him there. You’ve come to poke the bear. And where your lips meet, there is heat, down to the core where your hearts beat and so much more that if the world ends you don’t even fucking care.

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We shouldn’t.

Even if I tried to stop I couldn’t.

Don’t.

I won’t.

I always knew you wouldn’t.

You always know everything. You just never show anything.

But now he’s showing more than he can even stand, and now it’s growing as you kiss him slow and deep, holding him like he’s yours to keep, and cup his scruffy cheek in your soft loving hand. He could just weep. With you his tears would finally have a place to land.

Your hands are bare—one of them lifts to comb your fingers through his gorgeous head of hair—just when the kiss began you’d taken off your heavy-duty gloves, so you can feel him as you shower him with heavy-duty love.

Will wants to do the same yet on some level he’s too scared to think of what his hands could do. That he might ruin you. He’d never mean to do you any harm, but if he just so much as holds you part of him worries you’d crumble into dust in these life-crushing arms.

A thousand times over, he’s suffered through the price of being such a fucking warrior. And you’re a warrior in your own right of course. But in some ways that makes it worse. Compared to you he’s not as well-equipped to handle—as far as he can tell—the scars of all these wars, and Will just doesn’t want his weaknesses and failures to poke holes into the fortress of your strength and become yours.

Most nights he feels he’s more fucked up than the whole force.

You’re here to show him that’s not true. As your right hand slides down his torso suddenly it dawns on him what you’re about to do. Will can’t have you do that for him if he’s not pleasuring you too. He’s pressuring himself now as he fumbles to remove his gloves though he’s not quite prepared to. Fucking scared to. Dying, trying, failing to believe that it’s okay for once to give in to how bad he fucking wants you.

But then your hands are on his gloves, as you keep kissing him so soft. Every kiss urging him in silence not to take them off. He’ll follow any order from that lovely mouth on you.

Murmurs against your lips, obeying yet still feeling like he needs to fucking touch you as your fingers work the belt strapped at his hips. “But I want to…”

Your left hand is still pressed against his cheek, cradling him till he feels strength in being weak. “I know. It’s okay, though. I got you.”

You know everything. And you show everything, too. Love this man more than anything, and just as bright as the stars above you, it’s so clear to you how much he loves you.

There’s no need to rush him. You just need to touch him. Can tell that he has fears and doubts, and you hope that you’ll have a whole lifetime to sort that shit out. As your hand finally reaches the meat in his crotch you pull back from the heat of his mouth, for a moment to watch him.

The face that he makes… it’s so pretty it aches—beauty far beneath his flawless surface—and knowing that he doesn’t think he deserves this, your heart fucking breaks.

Kiss the ridge of his jaw, kisses telling him he’s the most perfect thing you ever saw. Finally having the iron-hard pillar of Will Fucking Miller in your loving hand makes this love feel so real and so raw.

He’s so big it’s insane and your fist can’t encompass the whole massive girth. But you pump him for all that he’s worth, pulling slowly yet powerfully all the way down from the weeping wet tip to the soft patch of curls at the base back and forth.

It’s just your fucking hand, and already he’s never felt anything like this in all of his life and is sure that his heart will forever be yours to command. This is not what he’d planned. He’s the captain—he had tasked himself with ensuring that this never happened…

But so it has now, and he has to surrender somehow. And he does. He surrenders because… he stops seeking the reason as you kiss him harder and fist his dick faster till his iron head feels the buzz.

Has one hand firmly framing your waist and the other hand tangling up in your hair—both still wearing those gloves—that you’d told him to wear, until he felt prepared, to be bare—and it’s perfect this way because even through thousands of layers you’d still feel the love.

And the lust as it fucking erupts in your palm. His full sack tightly clenches then drenches your hand in his thick creamy cum. You moan into his lips, feeling his essence sticky and warm on your fingertips, milking out every last drop in your worshipful grip, so damn desperate to taste all of it as it splatters and drips.

Surely someday you will. But for now you stay still. Catch your breath. You’re both blissed out to death. Love gives life as it kills.

Now the bear has been poked, and deliciously stroked. You’re both thoroughly soaked. And you can’t fucking wait till he takes off these gloves and pokes you with the true love of Will.

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dreamsclock · 2 years

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Secret Santa #1 !!

@foolishalex - HAPPY BELATED CHRISTMAS !! i was writing your secret santa, and chose endersmile + enderdragon c!dream for your gift - i really hope you enjoy !! (for some reason it won’t let me tag u crying emoji)

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“Why can’t we go outside?” Ranboo whines, barely eight years old, “I wanna play, Dream. Can we play?”

Dream laughs, stifling a yawn. “It’s dark, Boo. And it’s raining. You know that monsters come when it’s dark, right?”

“Yeah, but they wouldn’t if you were there. You make monsters run the other way.” Pouting, Ranboo resumes staring balefully out the window. “I found a cool cave this morning. It’s so deep. I wanted to explore.”

“You can explore it tomorrow, promise,” Dream tells him, “it’s not going anywhere, okay? The cave will stay where you found it.”

Ranboo is incredibly unsatisfied with his brother’s answer. Groaning, pressing his face against the window and only shrinking back when he sees the outline of a skeleton draw close to their little acacia house, he hides his yawn and tries to look as wide-awake as possible. “Come on. Please can we explore it tonight?”

“Nope. It’s bedtime.”

“Pleeease?”

“Nope.” Dream pops the last sound with a chuckle. “Come on, now, you’re being a baby.”

Now he’s upset for different reasons. Ranboo gasps in outrage. “I’m not. Take it back.”

“I mean, you’re not a baby, but you’re acting like one,” Dream replies, amused, “look, I pinky-promise I’ll take you first thing tomorrow morning.”

“You go out at night all the time,” Ranboo says sadly, amping up his own upset from Disappointed to Devastated, Night-Ruined, Heart-Broken to make his older brother squirm, “you honestly think I’m a baby.”

“No, no, no, that’s not-” Dream groans, coming to sit beside his brother. At thirteen years old, he’s barely taller than Ranboo and barely passes as the oldest, but puts on his most mature and earnest expression anyway. “Look, I just don’t want you to get hurt. Outside of the torches there are spiders, skeletons-”

“Hunters,” Ranboo says, “an’ you make them chase you all the time.”

Dream sighs. “Yeah, any time they come close to finding you or our house. I just want to protect us, okay? I don’t want anything to ruin our family.”

“This is ruining our family,” Ranboo tells him, very solemnly and very dramatically, and Dream stifles a laugh, “it’s ruining everything.”

“Liar,” Dream smirks, but he looks guilty, “where is the cave?”

Perking up at the change of quality in his voice, Ranboo sits up straighter, tail wiggling. “Not far! Like, fifty blocks away or something. That way,” he adds, waving off vaguely to the right, “it’s just down the hill.”

And then, hitting Dream with the widest, most hopeful puppy dog eyes ever, he adds a quiet:

“We could fly. You’re awesome when you fly. I wanna see the stars.”

That, along with the pleading look on his face, seems to crack Dream, who buries his head in his hands. “You’re awful,” he accuses, with no real heat in his voice and a slowly growing resigned smile on his face, “you really wanna explore tonight?”

Ranboo leaps to his feet. “Yeah!”

“Yeah,” Dream echoes, unfurling his dragon wings, still new and childish, flapping them tentatively, “okay. Well, I guess I need to practise flying anyway, so-”

That’s all he manages to get out before Ranboo is flinging his arms around him, a toothy wide smile on his face. Dream laughs, picking up his younger brother and spinning him around, making Ranboo whoop.

“You’re the best,” Ranboo tells him brightly, “like, the best best.”

“The best best?” Dream says, gasping in pretend awe, “That’s a lot of best.”

“You’re a lotta best,” Ranboo laughs, “let’s go! C’mon-” He wiggles free of Dream’s arms, bouncing to the door, teleporting in his excitement. “I wanna go explore!!”

Dream shakes his head fondly, a grin on his face. “You’re gonna be the death of me, one day,” he says teasingly, but, wings flapping, tail flicking against Ranboo’s affectionately, heads to the door and opens it with a shiver. “Get your coat, okay? It’s gonna be cold. Make sure you put on your armour too - the water-resistent one, I don’t want you getting hurt in the rain.”

“Wait. What about you?”

“I’ll be fine. I’m used to the rain. It doesn’t hurt enderdragons as bad as it hurts Endermen.” Dream offers his pinky finger with fondness creasing his eyes. “Pinky promise.”

Ranboo squeezes his brother’s finger solemnly for a second, before bursting into action: he’s armoured in a matter of moments, wriggling his way into a slightly too-big helmet and chestplate and boots, before wrapping his coat over them. “Better?”

“Better.” The older smiles. “Get on my back.”

Dream walks - stumbles, really, thrown off by the boy clinging to him - outside, where rain blurs the horizon and the moon is obscured behind the clouds. With Ranboo on his back, he begins to tower up, his wings prepping for flight, and Ranboo’s giggling constantly in his ear. It’s been a while since he’d actually tried flying - usually he’s far too busy hunting or being hunted to attempt flying, but he’ll do anything for Ranboo, even fly in the cold and rain to a cave that may or may not lead to their doom.

He shakes these thoughts off. He’s certain he’s just being paranoid.

“Ready?” He asks Ranboo, who vwoops, too excited to form human words. “Ready… set…”

And they’re off. Dream leaps off his dirt tower, and his wings catch his weight in the wind, sending him and Ranboo soaring through the skies. Ranboo cries out in delight, and Dream, despite the droplets of water tingling unpleasantly against his wings and skin, can’t help but do the same, laughing in undiluted amazement. He’ll never get used to this - the flight, the speed, the height, none of it.

“Turn left!” Ranboo yells over the flapping of Dream’s wings and the howl of wind around them. “I see the cave!”

Dream does so with a concentrated effort, scrunching up his face in focus, and lands semi-smoothly - if smoothly is rolling with Ranboo clinging to him several times, leaving both of them slightly bruised, slightly battered, but unharmed and giggling.

A skeleton shoots. Dream shoots back. The skeleton vanishes into white smoke.

“You’re so cool,” Ranboo tells his brother in awe.

Dream preens. “I know.”

And, hand in hand, with Dream’s axe in his free hand, they head into the cave. It’s not as deep as Dream had feared; other than twists and turns, it’s easy enough to navigate, and Ranboo’s childish wonder over seeing a waterfall descend to a deeper level makes Dream feel like his tiredness is worth it. Anxieties eased, he sits back and lets Ranboo wander about making a little pathway to the waterfall, admiring the cave himself for a minute. It’s pretty. Really pretty. Big and spacious - big enough to be a proper playspace for Ranboo, and safe enough once it’s all lit up with lanterns and torches that Dream wouldn’t worry about him constantly.

“This was fun,” Ranboo tells him quietly in bed later that night, yawning widely, but his smile is bigger, “thanks, Dream. You’re the best.”

“The best best?” Dream checks teasingly.

Ranboo laughs. “Yeah. Always.”

Dream presses a kiss to the fluff of Ranboo’s hair, and collapses into bed next to him sleepily, only half awake. As he falls asleep, he listens to the steady rise and fall of his brother’s breathing, and feels nothing but blissful content.

(And, in two months time, Dream gets to come home to Ranboo after being hunted by the hunters with grand stories about how he’d used Ranboo’s cave to set a trap for the hunters. Ranboo insists they visit the cave immediately, and stares with wide eyes at the waterfall, where Dream tells him proudly that thanks to his pathway, he’d managed to knock the hunters in and kill them.)

(“That’s so cool,” his younger brother gasps, “I actually helped you in a manhunt. Woah.”)

(“You did,” Dream grins, “you’re the cool one.”)

(And he doesn’t tell Ranboo that it had been an entirely different cave with an entirely different waterfall in an entirely different world, because the amazement on his face makes Dream feel like the best. Instead, he lets his brother ramble in his arms, and flies them both home with a smile.)

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