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dudethatsmyundeaduncle · 1 day

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Tim Drake's Mom is actually Lara Croft! AU

After getting pregnant Lara Croft disappears off the face of the earth, takes up a shell company in Gotham left to her by her father, and assumes the identity Janet Drake.

(DC made Timmy's parents archeologists! so Sis it was between Indiana Jones or the Tomb Raider and well here we are!)

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Lara Croft has a daring archeological adventure/world saving mission with a dashing man she only knows as N. Drake (if u know u know) and finds out she's pregnant weeks after.

Lara Croft did not expect to be Pregnant. Lara knows that she shouldn't have a baby. She knows this intellectually and emotionally, she doesn't have any family left and after nearly 10 years of traveling the globe and putting herself in life or death situations she knows her life can't accommodate children. Lara knows the responsible thing to do, she makes an appointment with NHS/MSI and focuses on her next project. (TW: Discussion of Abortion)

Lara never gets her appointment. She misses her abortion date in London when she gets caught up in another mad expedition that takes her half way across the world.

On this mission she nearly looses everything, her friends, her own life, what's left of her father's legacy, all for a semi cursed magical artifact that nearly blows up the South American Coast.

Lara's tired, scared, she's been running from Trinity (evil org) for nearly a decade now . She's 29, she's 5 months pregnant, and she's stuck floating on her back in the middle of the South Atlantic sea watching the sky burn.

Lara's rich she could always get the abortion, legally or otherwise, her father left her a billionaire and the souvenirs she'd collected from her travels do nothing but add to that wealth.

Trinity wants Lara Croft dead, they'll never stop chasing, and Lara just wants respite. She wants her quaint childhood in the English countryside with her father, she wants to curl up and sleep for a thousand years. She wants to be someone else, just for a moment.

Her heart beats wildly in her chest and she can almost feel another heart beating alongside it.

Lara Croft makes a decision. She sinks into the sea and doesn't come back up for air even when it burns.

On the shore a nameless woman washes up, water logged and looking for passage to America.

The Croft's have had shell companies for years, one can't be a billionaire these days without at least a few, Medi-industries is an unassuming medical supplier located in Gotham, New Jersey the crime capital of North America. It's the perfect place to disappear.

Janet Drake Lands in Gotham on a gloomy morning in March, she's got enough money to throw around that people forget to ask what family she's from, this is Gotham new money is nearly unheard of.

By mid April Janet has reestablished control of Medi-Industries, Now Drake Industries, and purchased an old English style mansion in Bristol, which the real-estate agent has assured her is a great neighborhood.

Timothy Jackson Drake is born July 19th at nearly 3 in the morning squalling high into the night like a banshee. He is perfectly healthy and perfectly safe in Janet's arms.

It is only in the safety of their home, in the house Janet picked, because it was high on a hill for tactical advantage and had bullet proof glass nestled between quaint wood paneled windows, It is only in the heart of Drake Manor that Lara dares to Whisper her son's name

"Timothy Jackson Croft"

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AU ALSO INCLUDES!

Badass Lara Croft being the cool mom TM

A family portrait of the Drakes, Including Janet, baby Tim, and a mysterious Jack Drake (who was a very discreet and well paid member of Gotham's theatre society, and who was also more then happy to pose as a rich ladies dead husband for a day)

A Socttish Nanny/Housekeeper with a very keen eye and discreet mouth who will not tell a soul that she is fairly sure she's employed by Lord Richard Croft's, eccentric billionares, missing daughter.

precocious and slightly British accented baby Tim who gets to have his Mom with him for 10 whole years! before she inevitably runs back off to save the world

Tim being unaware of his mother's past life beyond her name until the age of 13 when he becomes Robin and is able to actually find out what his mom's been protecting him from his whole life.

I imagine in this AU that eventually Trinity finally catches wind of where Lara is hiding and she has a big confrontation with them in New Jersey. It's way too close to Gotham and Tim for her comfort, she knows this is the only chance she'll get to control the chaos.

So she packs Tim up to move him into the dorms at Gotham Academy and promises she'll write and be home for his birthday in the summer. After she's finished her "company" business first of course.

Tim's confused but he trusts his mom, he gets unsigned postcards from all over the world and pins them above his bed in the dorm and goes to sleep trying to guess what country she's in every night.

The move to the dorm is kind of cool to Tim as well because it means he can start his plan to follow Batman and Robin in the city! (in this AU there's no way Lara wouldn't have noticed him sneaking out at 9, but Gotham academy security? totally oblivious)

Tim celebrates his 10th birthday with his mom at home, he has so many freaking questions about where she was! and she tells him outlandish stories about daring fights and cursed artifacts that he rolls his eyes at but enjoys none the less.

it isn't till he's 15 that his Robin work and his mom's adventures cross paths.

After so many years of close calls, of hiding bruises from his mom with same concealer she uses to hide her own wounds, of wondering if it was selfish to wish his Mom cared a little bit less about the world and would stay with him for more then a few weeks at a time. Finally it all comes to a head in the worst way. Lara Croft's latest adventure puts her right in the middle of a Bat Level investigation. It has Tim near loosing his mind with worry hoping his mom is alive and Lara having the worst freakout/Blow up of her life realizing her son has been putting himself in Danger every night she thought he was safe.

The Drake/Crofts are messy! Bad at communicating! And unfortunately the exact same kind of reckless and self sacrificing!

Fun food for thought:

Lara canonically is a killer, if you've played any of the reboot Tomb Raider series she can be pretty gruesome and efficient! Very cool! Jason would stan! Tim is kind of appalled! Lara is glad Tim's never killed, that he's never had to.

Lara still dies in this AU but it's in a big Trinity X Obeah Man X Captain Boomerang Cluster fuck where Lara finishes off Trinity and Obeah Man for good but looses her own life in the process. Tim is devastated, he feels like they were just starting to really be 100% transparent with each other before her death. Que Tim's not good very bad year!

if you've made it this far in my rambles here's a treat! I actually wrote a lil fuckin blurb for this!

preface: This the first time Robin and Lara Croft have ever met/are on the same mission.

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" mom!" Tim shouts, running before Bruce can even properly land the BatJet.

The old temple is ablaze, the ancient structure already half crumbled in on itself with what's left of it is spewing out clouds of jet black smoke.

Tim's mother limps out what was once the front entrance clutching at her ribs.

She's filthy, covered in a thick layer of dirt and grime. but she's got on a triumphant smile like the cat who got the cream.

" Mom!" Tim yells again watching as she does a double take at his choice of moniker.

Her mouth twists in a grimace as she stumbles and Tim dives under her arm quickly moving to support her left side.

Lara Croft meets the white lenses of Red Robin's eyes in confusion

" What'd you call me?" She slurs trying to blink away the smoke inhalation that makes it hard to focus and leaves her lightheaded.

Lara's right ankle which took the brunt of a very nasty dive from a very high perch, not 20 minutes earlier as she raced out of the Dead Kings Tomb, finally gives up the ghost and she pitches forward taking Red Robin with her.

He's young, she thinks, he's very young.

Before either of them can hit the ground Batman intercepts their fall hefting Lara into a secure hold.

Red Robin catches himself and latches onto Lara's hand.

He yanks off one of his gloves and tries to wipe some of the grime out of her eyes.

" Mum" he croaks this time, voice breaking nearly in half on the last syllable.

Lara furrows her brow, the cowl covers so much of this young man's face, from his nose too his brow bone, but his chin is startlingly familiar as is his absolutely atrocious British accent.

He reminds her terribly of Timothy.

" Tim" she says deliriously, Lara tries to smile but her eyes start to droop and her head lolls slack against Bruce's arm. She's clean out.

Tim makes an odd lunge and jerk movement pressing his fingers into her carotid artery to feel her pulse.

He's shaking, more wrong footed and anxious then Bruce has ever seen him.

Batman is extremely grateful when Nightwing comes up behind him and gently pulls his younger brother's hands away from his mother's comatose body.

" She's fine Red. We need to get her on board so we can get her some oxygen though, the smoke inhalation is getting to her. "

" Right" Tim says, still frozen in place. He shakes it off quickly " Right." he repeats pivoting in place and leading their small party through the remains of the ruins and back to the jet.

" I'll prep the med bay."

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pics or it didn't happen! (ps, if u wanna write, draw, or HC anything for this AU feel free my lads)

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gayjaytodd · 2 months

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kinda wanna write some batfam vampire fic, specifically bc I want dick to call tim "baby bird" and then feed him blood from his own mouth

#jay talks #does this make sense? anyway #dick grayson vampire mum #timmy drake #batfam vampire au #vampire batfam #dc au

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thoughtofadumbteenprotagonist · 9 months

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stop filming your austistic kids for clout STOP FILMING YOUR AUTISTIC KIDS FOR CLOUT

#frankly I don’t give a fuck if they’re autistic or not #but there is a specific brand of instagram autism mum #who’s like #poor autistic Timmy couldn’t do this today because he’s so autistic :((((#be sad for my poor autistic Timmy ;(((((#did I mention he’s my AUTISTIC child?#watch this video of my AUTISTIC child struggled because of how autistically autistic they are :(((((((((#SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP #THAT IS YOUR CHILD #YOU SHOULD BE COMFORITNG YOJR CHILD #NOT USING THEM FOR FUCKING CLOUT #THERE ARE OTHER WAYS TO RAISE AWARENESS #(if that is your intention)#THAT DONT INCLUDE VIDEOING YOUR CHILD WHILST THEYRE EXPERIENCING BUG EMOTIONS #THAT SHOULD REALLY HAVE YOUR UNDIVIDED ATTENTION!!!!!#actually autistic #being autistic #sick and fucking tired of this #it’s just a perverted version of the original Autism Mums #because it’s less overt these days #but it’s still insanely fucked up #wright writes

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ardentteadrinker · 1 year

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Just watched my dad squish a fruit fly today and it gave me a random thought. Introducing~

✨Necromancers at the dinner table.✨

I’m not sure about the specifics, but i can imagine something along the lines of:

“Timmy! no reanimating flies at the dinner table.”

“But mumm, how else am I going to start my fly army?

#necromancer #it's safe to say Timmy grew up to be an awesome villain #Unfortunately he did not get to start a fly army #he now spends his days plotting to take over the world with his mum #you do that timmy.#yeah.#normalise taking over the world with your favourite parental figure #That'sallfornow #Tschuss!

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go-learn-esperanto · 1 year

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Well. Evo sure is an experience.

[TNT explosion, news breadcast music and the Evo News logo appears. Than they're replaced with Martyn, in a Steve skin, looking at the camera with the view of the Evo SMP spawn behind him]

Martyn: (in a bad American accent) Good evening Evolutioners and welcome to Evo News where we put together the truth one block at the time. I'm Inthelittlenews.

Jimmy: (very far away and also in a bad American accent) And I'm Timmy Times!

Martyn: Today- Wait. Timmy? Why (are) you so quiet?

Jimmy: [intelligible]

Martyn: Timmy? What are you doing all the way over there?! I guess we got a special news report from out in the field. Timmy Times what's going on?

[cut to Jimmy]

Jimmy: I'm standing here with a local citizen of the Minecraft Evolution Town who says he has spotted something mysterious happening in spawn. Over to you.

Grian: (in a horrible southern American accent) Yeah, I was just building my house and I turned around and I saw me a UFO.

Netty: Hi mum! Hi mum! (Twerks to the camera)

Jimmy: Where is the UFO?

Martyn: (to Netty) Oi! Stop that!

Grian: Where do you think it is? It is flying. It is in the sky.

Jimmy: As you can see the UFO is in the ai- (out if character) Guys. C'mon. Guys, seriously?!

Martyn: (Fighting Netty) Ugh! Get out of there! (Punches Netty out of the balcony) Get out of there. (Out if character) How far did you go flying?!

Netty: You threw me over the fence!

#inthelittlewood #solidarity gaming #grian #nettyplays #evo smp #mcyt #transcribed

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chaosology · 8 months

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lurking ii

sam kerr x reader (social media)

sorry for such a wait? hope it is ok, you know i love a slowburn :) more to come. part i is here | materlist

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dailymailau Matilda’s Skipper Sam Kerr and the team has touched down in Perth ahead of Friday’s game. See the rest now 👉📷

kerrmylife mums home finally, the kids missed you

y/nlovies omg

margotmyheart need all the famous aussies to get together rn

liked by myy/n, samanthakerr20 and 842,220 others

y/nofficial back in the motherland!

harinef we miss you ☹️

mybestbarbie Does this mean she’s back in Perth?

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y/nofficial ⚽️ ⚽️

wifeykerr 👀

mothery/n let sam and y/n meet please :’)

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y/nkerrtruther had to make an IG for all my detective work, but i swear my faves are hanging out!! Sam deleted her story so quick but it’s definitely the same place the team was eating at 👀 👀

mothery/n i’d actually die if we had proof of them even slightly interacting

kerrkerrkerr frrr i’d actually die

y/nkerrtruther keep up the prayer circles guys it’s paying off

emilia.jodes such a reach but ok

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y/nupdatesig CONFIRMED ✅ Y/N was hanging out with the Australian soccer team today!

y/nlovies yay!!! this is so cute

hesflower oh so she goes on holiday while Harry suffers after the break up? never liked her anyway

y/nupdatesig it’s literally her hometown… she’s visiting family

harrykisses she moved on way to fast for my taste… like bitch u should be CRYING

tillies.2023 grow the fuck up omg

leila.russle my faves together 😭

stylesy/l/n4ever did you see that blind that they posted earlier???

y/nlovies no i don’t follow Deuxmoi :(

mothery/n i just reposted it !!!

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mothery/n posted by Deuxmoi. Hoping the delulu H*rry fans hop off her dick 🙏

alannasgoal HAHAH caption

mia_y/l/n i always wanna believe but DM is dodgy asf

jason.cirello From one man to the next I see 🙄

mothery/n who said it was a man. also, fuck off

y/nkerrtruther let her LIVE omg

y/nkerrtruther compiling evidence as we speak.

mothery/n god’s work

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y/nupdatesig Y/N and a friend were at the Matilda’s game today in Perth! Sent by a fan who said she apparently was in the VIP box

flowersformini damnnn they became friends fast

nadiabelova can’t u just pay to sit there??

flowersformini nope! this one is team invite only

y/nkerrtruther ain’t nobody prove me wrong yet

amymarchapologist bruh “a friend” that’s timmy chalamet

liltimmy.tim Wait, are they dating? Why is he with her in Perth

anymarchapologist he’s come over with her before!! They’re old friends, he visits her family all the time

mothery/n she’s there for the hot girls. just like me fr 💯

harrysguitar stop forcing this on her, she probably just likes football

mothery/n the fuck she doesn’t lmao, she’s said it before

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samanthakerr20 Thank’s for having us, Optus! See you next week 😉

mackenziearnold Sick as 🔥

kerrkerrkerr killing whoever pushed u queen

y/nofficial thanks for the tix, sammy! ⚽️ 🥅

y/nkerrtruther IT’S HAPPENING

mothery/n OMGGGGG

alannasgoal they’re probably just friends tho

optusstadium Our pleasure 💛💚

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perthnow She’s home! See the beach pics today via our link in bio 🔗

mothery/n hawtttt

mackenzzzie i heard she’s not the only one who was there 👀

y/nlovie RIP harry u fumbled a baddie

styles_2856 shut up wtf she’s a cheater

y/nlovie pls stop pulling this out of ur ass omg leave her alone

y/nkerrtruther THAT’S SAM’S DOG

y/nkerrtruther HANG ON WHY DID SHE LIKE THE POST???

mothery/n omg she's looking for y/n content i swear

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seafoamwaffle · 29 days

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Next Stop: Pelican Town // Stardew Valley AU

Ever since @norinenglish posted about their stardew ranchers fic concept I haven't been able to get the idea out of my head, so I've decided to make it everybody's problem.

I'm not going to be following the farmer's story beat for beat, instead, I'm just taking it as a loose inspiration and seeing where it takes me. Is there going to be more? Who knows, certainly not me!

First draft of Jimmy coming to the valley can be found under the cut :D

The bus travelled down the lonely highway, the slight unevenness of the road sending Jimmy’s head bumping against the window. There were endless mountain ranges just on the other side of the glass and peaking between the small crevices he could even see the ocean. Verdant grass covered every inch of the place—such a far cry from the dull greys of Zuzu City.

Which, he supposed was the point. Looking back at it, it was only a matter of time before the city chipped away at the last bits of himself until all that remained was just a shallow husk of a being. It was too loud, too full, too much.

Though who was he kidding? He could blame all his recent troubles on the city all he wanted, it wouldn’t get him anywhere. There was no guarantee things would get better in Pelican Town either.

Positive thoughts, Jimmy, warned Pearl’s voice somewhere in the back of his head. Positive thoughts.

Right. Things at least—probably?—couldn’t get any worse than they had been. And now he at least wouldn’t have to burden his cousins with coming all the way out to Zuzu City to keep an eye on him.

It had been their idea to have him move back to Stardew Valley in the first place. Grian had suggested he stay with him up in the spare bedroom of his cabin, though Jimmy had resisted the idea with all his might. He’d caused them enough trouble as it was. The last thing they needed was to have him leeching off their kindness at all hours of the day and invading their personal space.

After that conversation though, the incessant need to move out of that city to get away increased tenfold, until his small apartment full of stuff that wasn’t even his own began closing in on him, until there was no longer enough space for him to even breathe.

“What about Gramps’ old farm?” Grian had asked as they were lounging on the couch one evening. “You wouldn’t have us breathing down your neck all the time there and we’d be a few minutes walk out if you ever needed company.”

“Have you been to that place at all in the past few years? It’s so overgrown you can barely get to the house!” Protested Pearl. Her legs were draped across the both of them while she nursed a bowl of popcorn in her arms.

“Okay, so it needs a little bit of cleaning up—”

“Understatement of the year.”

“—but it would solve our conundrum here, right Timmy?”

Two sets of eyes turned to stare at him as Jimmy shifted uncomfortably in his seat and pretended he’d still been paying attention to the long-forgotten movie playing in the background.

“I… I think I’d need to sleep on it.”

Up until that point he hadn’t thought about the old ranch much. Though he had spent most of his early childhood there, he and his mum moved to Zuzu City after Grandpa passed away. He can’t even remember if they ever came back to visit, although that’s not exactly something he could ever blame her for. What was there to return for besides memories now painted over by grief?

He had loved that place to bits as a kid. How could he not? It was a pocket of the world that always felt as if it had been carved out just for him, endless fields and meadows he could run around until he could no longer catch his breath, chasing around friends whose faces he could barely recall anymore. And the animals—the chickens, the cows, the goats, creatures that at times understood him better than any person could. He wanted to become a vet because of them, though that dream was now long forgotten, locked away with every other ambition.

It had been the happiest he’d ever been.

That realisation had hooked its claws underneath his ribs and refused to disappear, reminding him of its existence with each breath he took.

He could have that again if he gave it a try.

At first, he attempted to squash that idea down as best he could, to lock it away in a small box tucked at the very back of his mind. It tasted too much like the sickly sweetness of false hope and he wouldn’t—couldn’t let himself be overtaken by it again before he inevitably came crashing down into reality.

But it was too persistent, growing louder and louder the further down he attempted to push it. So, when he had gone through the few things he still owned from back then and found the deed to the old ranch tucked between photo albums and Grandpa’s old books, it felt as though fate had made the decision for him.

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It was all too soon that the bus hissed to a halt at a small clearing with barely any indication that there was a bus stop to begin with, besides a ticket machine tucked to the side that anyone could miss easily if they didn’t know it was there. With dread and anticipation both mixing in the pit of his stomach, he stepped out into the open.

“Timmy!”

Before he processed what was going on, there was an arm that hooked around his neck, pulling him down enough for Grian to reach and ruffle his blond hair. It took him a moment to pull out of the grasp.

“What happened to a good old-fashioned hello?”

“Welcome to Stardew Valley!” A theatrical voice boomed from the side, immediately catching Jimmy’s attention.

On the dirt path leading to the bus stop stood a man dressed in elegant reddish clothing. He leaned heavily on an ornate cane while his other hand held a matching tophat. A wide smile overtook his features. Behind him he caught a glimpse of Pearl, sitting on a wooden fence.

The stranger made his way over to them. “I’m Scar, mayor of Pelican Town.” He offered a small bow, before placing the tophat back on his head and offering Jimmy the now free hand.

“I’m—I’m Jimmy Solidarity.” He stumbled over his words as he shook the hand of this clearly important man. His brain wasn’t going to let him forget that for weeks to come.

If he noticed anything amiss, Scar didn’t comment on it. “I’ve heard a lot about you! It’s not every day someone new moves it. It’s quite a big deal! The entirety of Pelican Town is anxious to meet you.”

The words sent Jimmy’s stomach tying up in knots and though he attempted to cover that up as best he could, the pitying look Pearl sent his way told him he hadn’t done a good job at it.

“How ‘bout we take him to the cabin first, yeah? I’m sure others are gonna be able to wait until he gets settled in.”

Scar’s smile never wavered. “Why of course, of course. Just follow me!”

An uncanny feeling crept up his spine as they walked down the dirt path he must’ve walked through thousands of times as a child. It seemed much smaller now, the wooden fences surrounding it were much worse for wear. Something so familiar growing into something foreign.

They stopped once they reached another big clearing and oh—he’d thought Pearl had been exaggerating about how overgrown the property had become. But weeds and debris stretched as far as he could see and where there used to be fields full of crops now grew sturdy trees.

And the house… Well, it looked as though no one had set foot in or around it in more than a decade, which he supposed must have been the case.

“Told you it was bad,” Pearl half-snickered, though there was no real malice in her tone.

“You’re exaggerating! With enough time this can all be fixed up easily.”

“Says the carpenter. The house looks like it’s being held together with duct tape and Gramps’ old stubbornness! Are you sure this is even safe to stay in?”

Grian waved a hand in dismissal. “I went to check it over a few days back. It’s not a luxury hotel or anything, it’s covered in about an inch layer of dust and I’m pretty sure most of the wiring and plumbing needs to be redone, but it’s not going to collapse at a moment's notice.”

“Reassuring,” Jimmy chimed in, though his gaze wouldn’t leave the old house. It stood tall, with warm-toned wooden walls and a big front porch leading to the reddish front door. The attic window had been broken, with plastic stapled on from the inside to prevent rain from soaking the inside.

This was what had become of his childhood home. A broken, empty mess.

“I mean, it’s got character, it’s rustic!” Scar jumped in.

“Crusty’s a better way to put it—”

“Listen,” Grian jumped in, cutting off whatever Pearl was about to say. “I’ll help you get it back into proper shape as long as you’ll get all the materials, deal?”

Jimmy mumbled something vaguely affirmative as he continued staring at the overgrown ranch in front of him.

It was going to be one hell of a fresh start

#these new dreams #seafoam drafts #traffic stardew au #stardew valley ranchers #jimmy solidarity #pearlescentmoon #grian #goodtimeswithscar #team rancher #trafficblr #seafoam archives #stardew valley #sdv

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ambunny-heart · 2 months

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my fave little shows ! 🪵🧸✨🦫🍂🐰

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

bagpuss (absolute favourite !!!!!)

guess how much i love you

charlie & lola

bluey

kipper

louie

poppy cat

miffy and friends

rilakkuma and kaoru

sarah and duck

waybuloo

peep and the big wide world

peg + cat

lilys driftwood bay

shaun the sheep

bottle top bill

thomas the tank engine

henry hugglemonster

timmy time

sheriff callie’s wild west

masha and the bear

my little pony (gen 1-4)

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question of the day ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

ˎˊ˗ do you have any pets? if so, what are their names?

a: i have 2 kitties named chilli and mimi !

🐰– my partner named our first cat chilli because bluey’s mum is his favourite character ( >◡< )

#sfw agere #age regression #noncom agere #age dreaming #safe agere #agere little #age regressor #agere blog #noncom little #ptsd recovery #inner child #healing #babyre #sfw littlespace #sfw little blog

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harry-styles-obsessed · 7 months

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Wouldn’t miss it for the world

Just a cute lil something! Daddy! Harry again. Enjoy my loves!!

©️ please do not copy or translate my work.

“Is daddy not coming?” Your eyes moved down to look at Alex your son, Timmy stood beside Alex both looking at you expectantly “he’s on your sweethearts… he would be here if he could… you know that.” You spoke softly squeezing Alex’s cheek lovingly. Both boys 8 and 7 had a football match and this was the first match Harry couldn’t attend… he was of course massively disappointed but it was hitting the boys hard. They wanted to see Harry being proud of them and whistling and just supporting them. “I’ll record it so he can watch it okay?” The boys nodded and you smiled “there’s my boys.. now go out there and smash it!” You smiled giving their cheeks a kiss watching as they ran towards where their coach was stood, their T-shirts grubby with grass and mud ‘STYLES’ written on the backs of their shirts which honestly just melted your heart.

The football match started, and immediately it was successful, your boys doing you proud- scoring two goals instantly. What they didn’t know was that you and Harry had planned a surprise for them. Harry had lied by saying he had a tour date that evening, when he didn’t… it was one of the days he was actually free and he wouldn’t miss his boys football match for the world. You smiled watching Timmy score again making you jump up and down as you clapped your hands, Timmy instead of running with his teammates instead ran straight towards you, jumping into your arms a soft laugh coming from you as you gripped onto him tightly “well done buddy. You’re doing amazing,” you kissed the top of his head “thanks mum! I love you!!” He then ran straight back onto the field immediately beginning to play again, both boys doing you proud as usual and as the boys continued playing you soon felt two hands cup around your hips, arms wrapping around your stomach “boo” Harry spoke into your ear making you smile and you looked at him “hi honey” you turned around in his arms kissing his lips gently before wrapping your arms around him fingers gently rubbing against the nape of his neck,

“The boys missed you dearly… they’re gonna be so happy when they see you.” You spoke with a soft laugh, Harry stroking his thumbs against your hips gently “well I missed them. And missed you.” He then slowly pulled away, keeping his arm around you his eyes remaining on the boys who were the main team players. They were both amazing. You both stood wrapped in each others arms, watching as your boys did you proud.

An hour and a half passed, lots of goals and lots of emotions and as the boys scored again the coach blew his whistle pointing in the direction of your sons’ goal- they had won the match. You grinned clapping your hands, Harry joining you before he placed two fingers either side of his lips as he whistled loudly that whistle travelling far both boys hearing it Timmy and Alex snapping their heads in the direction of the whistle before their eyes lit up, tears glossing over their eyes “daddy!!” Alex was first to move sprinting over to Harry before colliding into the man’s embrace, Timmy walking over hand covering his mouth as tears streamed down his cheeks. He was a daddy’s boy, certainly, he missed Harry so much that it was often incredibly difficult for him to sleep at night without being tucked in by harry. Alex gripped onto Harry, arms locked around his neck before Harry focused on Timmy holding one arm out for the boy but the poor boy was starstruck

“I thought you weren’t coming” he cried out softly Harry’s heart breaking, Harry slowly letting go of Alex pressing a kiss to his head before standing up and walking to Timmy “heyy..” he soothed crouching down before he pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him tightly “I wouldn’t miss it for the world, mate..” Harry muttered softly Timmy gripping onto the man nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck “I missed you…” “I missed you too,” Alex soon stood in front of Harry, Harry smiling softly extending one arm out towards him, him happily rushing into his arms as Harry held his boys…. His beautiful little family. You snapped a quick picture a happy smile on your face. Your boys had done you proud… but also done you proud for always being their honest self. Not afraid to show their emotion. Harry then slowly stood up with both boys in his arms, squishing them together as they burst into fits of laughter their cheeks wet with tears which you were quick to wipe away pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks before kissing Harry’s his eyes falling onto you as he smiled lovingly

“You really think I would let my beautiful family down hm? No way.” He spoke before placing them down onto the floor again the boys practically remaining latched to harry as if making sure he wouldn’t disappear again. “How about we go have a movie day at home yeah? Have a takeaway tonight?” He asked the boys immediately cheering as they ran off towards the car, Harry chuckling before wrapping an arm around you his lips locking around yours gently before he pulled away looking into your eyes “I’m so glad I’m back home… for good now..” he spoke making you furrow your brows “for good? What about tour?” “It finished last night.” He spoke your eyes lighting up a happy laugh leaving your lips… you now had indefinite quality time with your husband and your boys… your beautiful little family.

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cherrieguroo · 4 days

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Animal crossing new horizons headcanons for the nerd bunch

Steph

- normcore I think that's what people call it but it's basically just like. a normal town with no specific style. but her house is decorated to her liking and she has her villager's home in a forest she planted herself. she also has mods and she has just a part near the top of her island where there's just a shit ton of bells just dropped on the floor.

-steph definitely gives me black tulip door wreath vibes.

-steph's favorite villager is cherry and she changed cherry's catchphrase to 'bitch' so now she says stuff like "Yeah, go for it, bitch. This oughta be good…’

-steph has a room in her house purely for 'summonings' after she found out if you combine a specific wall and flooring you can create a summoning circle.

-steph refuses to pay tom nook, so her house isn't upgraded that much.

-steph set up a small space in her island for the nerds to fool around in whenever they visited. that space now mostly consists of pit falls and stumps. someone also left a switch there and steph didn't even try to figure out who put it there and just kept it as decor for her house. also Steph has green mums outside her house which she says is supposed to be a weed farm.

Grace

-grace definitely has meticulously designed her island and it's fairycore. rip star fragment trees grace would have loved those. her island has a shit ton of pink tulips everywhere too. grace has a part of her island which is just a forest with a lot of flowers. she also has those like custom design paintings in said forest that read 'god is good' or some shit and she thinks every island should have a god forest.

-grace has the pink wedding event door thingy.

-grace has two tricycles she put outside of nook's cranny that she pretends belong to timmy and tommy

-favorite villager is ruby sorry

-grace loves the wedding event items and her island and house are full of them

Ruth

-her island is a mess to me lmao. her island tune is the iconic part in careless whisper and tiffany is her favorite villager. none of her island is actually decorated btw. and she constantly wears one of those custom design dresses that make it look like the villager has a bikini. ruth collects gyroids after she was taught how to get them by Richie. she just collects the little guys and has them outside her airport as a welcome thingy. ruth uses the effects feature a lot, mainly putting hearts on stuff. only decorating Ruth really did on her island is make a rainbow flower field which she and the rest of the nerds call the gay flower trail. ruth seems to be eternally broke. Richie offers her money and she accepts and ten minutes later she somehow managed to waste it all on the most useless decor

Richie

-his island is littered with references to animes. he has two godzilla statues outside his house. has definitely gotten much more advancements than the others. wishes he could have started out on a modded island but it's too late. his house is made to be his dream home and his room has custom designs of anime posters on the walls. he completed his museum and probably has most furniture items in his catalog. he also completed happy home designer and has a lot of amiibos. richie redecorated all of his villager's homes, both interior and exterior. richie made a crab rave on his beach. richie also collects gyroids and uses them to decorate. he also likes setting up little songs with them for specific rooms in his house.

richie's island flag is this.

Pete

-somehow the one with the best looking island. it's five stars somehow and each villager gets custom personalized yards. pete is really into flower breeding. he's also trying to complete the museum but keeps forgetting to catch some seasonal creatures and fish. pete NEVER skips blather's fun facts. in fact he writes all of them down and annoys Ruth and Richie with them. he's even memorized some for the more common fish and bugs that especially pissed Richie off when he was collecting everything (like sea basses)

petes house has the highest happy home academy rating

#starkid #hatchetfield #npmd #nerdy prudes must die #hatchetverse #team starkid #stephanie lauter #steph lauter #peter spankoffski #pete spankoffski #ruth fleming #richie lipschitz #grace chasity

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i-will-say-what-i-believe · 3 days

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Okay. Fact time.

OS never cared about Buddie.

All he cared about was him getting importance over everyone else.

Its evident from all his interviews till s6. And now, that fact is just getting justified further.

Guy says he always played Buck as bi. But the fact is, he didn't.

That bi possibility ONLY came out when he was with Eddie & maybe TK. Not with any other man. AND OS was over the moon for mortalia being "THE couch" 🤢🤮 which completely eliminates the viability of his claim that he ALWAYS wanted Buck's sexuality explored.

Guy says the people who don't like Tommy & this plot are people who doesn't know how a story works.

And he does!? Because if he did, he wouldn't just dismiss the loyalty of one of the biggest fandoms after Destiel that kept the show in the forefront of social media all these years. If it was 1 person thinking so, it can be a mistake. There's LITERALLY tens of thousands of fans who have found Buddie on the show. Even when they had no idea about the ship before watching the show & realizing "wait....are they a thing!!??" out of the blue.

No wonder there are a lot of Buddie shippers who are hurt by his attitude, quitting the show. Not because they're h*moph*bic. But because he's been dismissing them & all the subtext that the show has thrown at them all these years without an inch of shame of taking advantage of it for all that time.

If he's so arrogant enough to think he alone can run the show, it won't be long until that ship sinks. Especially when the arrogance is directed to fans, the people who LITERALLY pay his bills, because if we don't watch his work, he'd be jobless.

People have been desperately grasping at straws with all the interviews he's been giving..."he knows something", "of course he can't straight up say he wants buddie... common", "that was a very good way of answering the question" etc etc.

Guess what... it WASN'T the best way to answer SUCH AN IMPORTANT question.

Of course he could say what he wanted. It wasn't like the interviewer asked what was going to happen.

I have always thought his quick answer of "I'm open to it" is SO ODD. Because THAT is not how someone who wants it will talk about it. I have felt it from the beginning. The first Ryliver live. That itself had sealed the deal that ALTHOUGH people desperately WANT Ryan to be the one OPPOSING Buddie (because that's the ONLY way that their h*te towards him will be justified), Ryan was the one who chose the ship name & talked about how Buddie is getting shipped every second. OS kept mum even then. His expressions & body language changed. As if he isn't so into it.

THAT has been going on every damn time Buddie was mentioned in interviews. As if he's not so keen to do it.

Let me say...his body language screams he didn't want to do the Timmy Turner kiss too. He's uncomfortable af. If you remove your "OMG OS is amazing" glasses off & view it as a critic, you'll get it in a second. He just seems to be in it because, again, his character is getting importance.

Among the 911 cast, there's no one MORE concerned about THEIR position, THEIR role, THEIR screen time etc as much as OS does. He'd promote the hell out of the lamest things if it meant he'll get attention . That's what happened in s6. Taking unethical advantage of the fandom's couch theory & promoting the mortalia track like a giddy kid & being over enthusiastic about "in another life"....all were the cry for attention. And the fandom fell for it.

THAT is what's happening now too. Plus he's copying words from other actors to make his "story" more interesting lol.

Anyway....guy has become more arrogant than he already was.

Arrogance NEVER ends well. History has it proved.

PS: People can try grasping at straws to support the guy & put him on a pedestal because he's a tantrum king. But don't @ me on this with your straws. Won't work. I don't like arguing with blind fans because you wouldn't EVER see sense even if it is ALL SHOVED ON YOUR FACE.

Truth is bitter & y'all are just proving it lol🤣

#911 on abc #oliver stark #oliver stark is not a saint #buddie #evan buckley #don't @ me on this #i won't respond

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twostepstyless · 1 year

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Just Us

Fic Advent Calendar Day 22

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Authors Note: Everyones arriving to spend Christmas at Y/N and Harry's tomorrow and they have so much to do. Vince gets sent to doggy day care and Harry thinks they need to get something out their system because it'll no longer be just the two of them.

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‘Twas the night before, the night before, the night before Christmas and all through the house, all the creatures were stirring even a… golden retriever named Vinnie. Well, that doesn’t quite have the same ring to it as the original story, but you get the idea. The house was busy. Today was the last day of peace as they had so-called it this morning when they woke up. Tomorrow, they would be awaiting the arrival of their families who were spending Christmas with them at their home this year, so it was all hands and paws on deck today to get organised for everyone coming. Well paws were not so much helpful, but more a fluffy distraction who had taken to hop up onto the just-made beds for a roll around as soon as Harry or Y/N looked away. On a normal day, they would think their dogs’ antics were cute and that he was just playing a fun game and in his furry head that is what it still was, but Y/N and Harry had so much to do today, they went for the next best option and Harry was sent off to make a phone call.

Vinnie’s favourite place on the planet, second only to being with his parents at home, was at doggy day care. He didn’t go often but when he did, he had the best time ever, he was well cared for there and always came home exhausted after a full-on day of play. They should have thought ahead and had him booked in for today, but Harry put his best pouty voice on and called up ‘Barkingham Palace’ where he goes for day care and went begging if they could squeeze him in today. They loved Vince at day care so jumped at the chance to have him in for the day and said they would swing by and pick him up.

“Har, d’you think you could make Vin’s bag up for day care?” Y/N asked him as she passed him in the kitchen, off to launder another set of bedding for one of the guest rooms where Y/N’s parents would be staying.

“C’mon pup,” Harry called and whistled for Vinnie who came in carrying one of the throw cushions from the guest room bed Y/N was currently cleaning in his mouth, “Jesus Christ, Vincent.” Harry grabbed the cushion from Vinnie’s mouth and left it on the countertop out of their playful dog’s immediate reach. “You’re on one today, aren’t you? Good thing your Mum didn’t catch y’with that cushion, I reckon she would’ve returned one of your Christmas presents, Vin,” Harry gave Vince the scratches behind his ears that he so desperately crave as his golden fur covered head nudged into Harry’s hand as his fluffly bum wiggled in excitement. Harry smiled before he reached into one of the cupboards for the childrens packed lunch box they had, that had ‘Vincent’ stitched on the front in a loopy font with a paw print next to it. “Y’gonna have such a good day, Alice and Timmy are coming t’pick you up,” Harry narrated Vince’s schedule to him as he got the Tupperware out that they had set aside for day care trips. “Then you’re going to day care, and you’ll have loadsa fun, running round with all y’mates, and eating all the snacks m’sure and sniffing all the arseholes you want,” Harry smiled down at their happy dog, who’s tailed wagged even more enthusiastically as Harry told him about the dog’s day ahead. Harry scooped out some of Vince’s food into the container, enough for his day away and then packed into his little lunch bag, popping in a packet of his favourite treats on top of the Tupperware before wandering round to his bed to pick up one of his favourite tennis balls and the tiny little stuffed bunny that Vince went to bed with every night and always had with him for every nap he’s taken since he was a puppy. The bunny was now so discoloured, they couldn’t even hazard a guess at what colour the bunny’s fur was when they first purchased it, it was also comically small in comparison to the dog that toted it round. Harry packed them both into his little bag just in case he wanted to play with his ball or needed his bunny to take a nap while at day care. As Harry finished getting Vince ready, by clipping him in his collar and leash for Alice and Timmy to take him out to the van that would take him to day care, the doorbell rang, alerting them to the day care workers’ presence. Vinnie took off running to the front door, yanking Harry with him as he held the dogs lead and lunch box. Harry opened the front door and Vince knew better than to take off running when the door was opened, so stood on the threshold tapping his paws in excitement at seeing his favourite caretakers other than his parents in front of him.

“Vincent, y’gonna take y’lunch for me?” Harry asked as Vinnie looked up at him, before Harry held the lunch bag down to the dog who took the handle in his mouth to carry it to day care with him. Harry passed the leash over to Timmy as Y/N appeared in the hallway behind him as they both told Vince to have fun, with a few farewell pats from them and licks from Vinnie before Harry closed the door.

“I love him more than I can comprehend,” Y/N began, “but I have never been so thankful for doggy day care in my life,” she sighed as they moved back up the hallway.

***

They were back in the guest room that Y/N’s parents would be staying in, this time without the dog rolling round in the bed, making up the bed with the freshly washed and dried bedding set.

“I don’t know how I ever did this when I lived alone,” Y/N panted as they wrestled the duvet cover on between the pair of them, surely there’s an easier way of doing this.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Harry groaned in agreement as they laid it flat thinking, they had managed to corral the bundles of duvet into the cover only to see it was folded over on itself, inside the cover. Y/N fake cried as she stamped her bare feet against the floor as if she was having a tantrum at the sight before she unfastened the bottom over the duvet cover and all but crawled inside it to try and fix their error. She flopped out onto the floor of the spare room as they finally closed the duvet cover and Harry shook it up to settle it and smooth it down on the bed. As Y/N lay on the floor, Harry worked around her to finish making up the bed, fluffing the pillows and placing the throw cushions, including the one Vinnie had in his mouth a little while ago that Harry managed to sneak back into the bedroom without Y/N noticing. Finishing the job, Harry stood with his hands on his hips as he looked at Y/N sprawled out on her back in a pair of joggers and a tank top that she had stripped her jumper off from over when she got too hot, her hair was piled in something resembling a bird’s nest on top of her head, and she was so beautiful. Harry watched her in wonder as she stretched from her place on the floor, all her joints popping and clicking as they stretched then relaxed. He saw as her hand came up to rub at her tired eyes, wiping away remnants of sleep and a stray eyelash that got caught in her eye and caused it to water profusely causing a tear to run into her hair.

“Alright, pretty, what’s left on the list?” he asked as he broke himself away from his silent admiration.

Y/N fished around in her pocket for her phone to pull up her notes app, “mum an’ dads’s room done, y’mum’s room is done, just waiting on the sheets drying for the other spare room for Gem, we need to sort out the pull outs in both our offices. Y’did clean up your office?” she asked, looking over the top of her phone from her place on the ground.

“I did,” Harry said. He had, mostly. He’s got a couple bits left to tidy up but she doesn’t need to know that.

“Okay, so the pull-out beds, hoover the downstairs and our room is probably needing a look at for my own sanity because it looks a shit-tip jus’ now,” she sighed, putting her phone back in her pocket before reaching both hands up in the air, silently asking Harry to help her up. He gripped her arms and helped pull her to feet with a loud groan from her.

“Right, well, I’ll get up and hoover tomorrow morning, y’know Vince is just going to get hair everywhere when he comes back tonight, so may as well do it fresh tomorrow before everyone arrives,” he watched her fluff up the pillows once more on the bed before checking up on the little basket she had left in all the rooms with little necessities their families might need or want over their stay.

“Y’sure?” Y/N asked as they exited the bedroom, closing the door tight behind them so when Vinnie arrived home later, he wouldn’t go in and mess up their hard work.

“Mhm, you can take the dog out for his walk in the morning, and I’ll do the hoover and last clean round before y’come back,” Harry confirmed, “the pull-outs won’t take long to sort so let’s shuffle that down the list, can’t do the other bed til the sheets are dry, so our room?” he asked. Harry had other reasons for wanting the couple to head toward their own bedroom right now. Today was their last day of having the house to themselves for nearly a week and he’d be damned if he didn’t plan on making the utmost use out of that. Plus, have you seen Y/N, how could he resist.

They entered their bedroom as Y/N took a seat on the edge of their unmade bed and looked around, it wasn’t as untidy as she had in her head. “It’s mostly your shit that’s lying around anyway,” she smirked at him.

“Oi, I resent that,” he replied.

“H, sweetheart, look around,” Y/N laughed.

“Okay, so you’re not wrong, jus’ you take a break then, I’ll sort this out, y’can watch me be a domestic goddess,” Harry threw a wink over his shoulder at her as she kicked her legs up onto the bed as she watched Harry begin to clean up his mess.

“Try not to chuck it all back in your junk drawers, y’just cleaned them out,” Y/N pleaded.

***

Harry was ready to put his plan into action, he had tidied up most of his things as Y/N relaxed on their bed as they made idle conversation, but the more Harry looked at her in her casual state, the further it was riling him up.

“Is it warm in here, or is it jus’ me?” he asked, looking over at her as her eyes flickered over him.

“No, s’quite warm, I probably need to adjust the heat actually, let me add it to the list,” she went to grab her phone but got distracted as Harry’s hands ventured to the hem of his t-shirt and began tugging it up his sculpted body.

“M’bloody roasting,” he said, innocently, letting his t-shirt fall into the hamper of laundry he must take to wash when they’re done.

“Y-yeah, y’look hot,” Y/N stammered out a little, he always rendered her breathless when he peeled off his shirt, his skin had a sheen to it that made the ink imbedded into his skin appear darker as his tattoos moved with his body.

“Mm,” Harry hummed, fanning himself with his hand for a second to add to the effect, “y’look hot too, baby, positively scorching,” Harry took careful steps towards where she lay on their bed, “do you maybe want to lose a layer, don’t want you overheating, my love,” Harry kneed up onto the bed so he was beside her, letting his fingers trail with a featherlight touch over her sweat pant covered leg before finding the drawstring waist and letting his finger twirl through the bow that was tied there.

Y/N nodded shyly, and Harry’s finger twitched, pulling the bow out of its knot, and letting his hands run under the waistband, the pads of his fingertips felt wintery against her heated skin. He pulled his hands wide as the fabric of her sweatpants pulled taught over his hands as he peeled them down her legs and off, tossing them into the hamper alongside his shirt.

“Better?” he asked, his eyes trailing up her legs, seeing where her underwear that was cut high on her hips dug into the plush skin, leaving marks, that Harry would like to trace with his tongue, in its wake.

“Yeah, loads,” Y/N breathed, watching closely as Harry’s hand met the skin of her thigh as he started to trace mindless patterns on the surface, goosebumps popping over her skin although they certainly weren’t from the cold, as she shivered under his gaze and whisper like touch.

“So, I was thinking…” Harry trailed off, his own gaze locked to the finger he was using as a drawing tool as it climbed higher on her leg until it began to trace the line left by her knickers before he snapped the elastic of her underwear against her skin as she jumped, not from pain but from the surprise, as a mischievous smirk graced his lips. “This is our last day of just us, and as much as I’m looking forward to having our family here to celebrate, m’going to miss it being just us,” his eyes flickered up to hers, she’d bet her pupils are blown as Harry eased her into the fun, he wanted them to have.

“Are you?” she whispered as Harry nodded, “what are y��going to miss?” Y/N asked, finally coherent enough to lean into whatever game he was playing.

“I’m going t’miss us being able to do nothing and not having to play host, I’m going t’miss see you walk around in next to nothing,” he laid down next to her on his side, his hand trailed further, playing with the edge of her tank top, fingers brushing the skin of her abdomen as he fidgeted. “I’m especially going t’miss being able to have you wherever, however, whenever we want,” he whispered as his head got close to hers before he placed a chaste kiss to the corner of her lips. “Don’t get me wrong,” he continued, with a shrug, “I’ll still have you, but maybe just in here, with the door closed, in the middle of the night while y’promise me you’ll be quiet,” he nudged her nose with his own. “You can do that, can’t you? Be quiet when I ask you too?” Harry’s eyes searched hers. Y/N’s hands had joined his in their exploration, shy touches and brushes to his exposed torso, dipping down over the front of his joggers where she could feel him hardening under the fabric. Y/N nodded at his question. “Good, m’glad you’ll be quiet for me, but I think, since it’s our last day of just us, do you think y’can be loud for me instead?” his hand landed on her hip as he massaged the full of her hip and thigh under his touch, “because I’ll really miss that, not being able to hear you,” he placed a kiss to her cheek, “cry,” another kiss peppered on her face, “and wail,” kiss, “and scream,” kiss, “and plead,” kiss, “and whine,” kiss, “and moan all for me,” his kisses ended on her neck, before he whispered against the skin, “so will y’do that for me right now? I’ll make you feel so good as long as you’re nice and loud for me, d’you want that?”

Y/N could only nod in response. “Nuh-uh, remember what I said, I want to hear you, I need words, my love,” he teased.

“Yes, yes,” she panted, “I’ll be loud, please Harry, want it so bad,” she whined.

“There’s my good girl,” he smiled at her in pride before his lips finally sealed hers in a kiss, rolling her onto her back as he came to hover over the top of her as he deepened their kiss. Her lips were full and soft from where she had been chewing her lower lip as Harry teased as he spoke, he needed to taste her, his tongue split his lips and traced the seam of her mouth as his wandering hand snapped the elastic of her underwear against her waist again, hard, causing her to gasp into the kiss, letting Harry’s tongue brush into her mouth as he lost himself in the feel of their melding tongues and shared breath. He was hard under the layers of fabric, and he just needed a little bit of relief, so he let his pelvis drop down towards hers as he ground against her panty-covered core lightly. Even through the fabric, he could feel the head radiating from her centre. He broke their kiss as he lifted his head to look at her, her neck strained as she tried to reach his lips with her own, not happy about ending their kiss. Both of lips were spit-slicked from the kiss and it set something off in both of them as Y/N let her mouth fall open and stuck her tongue out as Harry’s hand came up to grip her jaw.

“Is that what you want?” he grinned, “m’good girl wants me to spit in her mouth?”

“Uh-huh” she managed to get out from her opened mouth as she watched Harry let his saliva pool in his mouth before seeing a glob fall from his mouth, her eyes fluttering closed as it landed on her outstretched tongue as Harry moaned at the sight of her mouth closing and her swallowing it down.

“Fuck, y’fucking filthy, baby,” Harry moaned, his hands reaching for the hem of her tank top and began to shuck it up and over her breasts letting it catch around her neck as Y/N moaned at the taste of his saliva as Harry’s tongue found her pert nipples. Harry licked, sucked and bit at her nipples as Y/N whined and let her hips tick forward against his, not happy at feeling him still in his sweatpants so she let her hand find the waist of them and began pushing as best she could with one hand, before she gripped Harry’s hair and tugged harshly with her other hand pulling him away from the home he’d made in her cleavage as he sucked as many marks as he could litter across her skin. He moaned loudly at the pleasurable burn she applied when pulling at his hair.

“Off,” she demanded, pushing at the jogging bottoms.

“Ask nicely,” he quirked an eyebrow at her.

“No,” she said defiantly, “off,” and before Harry had the chance to retaliate, she moved them, flipping them over as she straddled his waist, he could feel her heat and the pooled wetness seep through the cotton of her underwear and leave a sticky glaze under his belly button, sticking the trail of hairs, that led under his sweatpants, to his flushed skin, before she wriggled back and took his trousers with her, leaving him straining against the heather grey of his briefs as she sat atop him, grinding herself down against his hardened cock in his underwear as they both moaned at the friction. She quickly ripped the bunched-up tank top the rest of the way off her body as her own hands found her tits and began toying with her nipples as Harry watched her moan at the sensation as his hands found her hips and continued her rocking against him. Her mouth was watering, she wanted to taste him all of him. She stood to her knees as Harry looked down at where she had been sat.

“Look at that, made a mess on me, soaked all the way through y’knickers and everything,” Harry looked, admiring the damp patch she had left on him. She smirked, enjoying the sight herself, but wanted to reveal what was under the wet fabric even more, as she began to shuffle down his body. “What’re you doing?” he asked.

“Nice an’ loud for me, okay, gorgeous?” Y/N turned Harry’s earlier request of her on him before she gripped the elastic of his briefs and tugged them down his legs, not waiting long as his cock bobbed free from the fabric constraints as she licked a stripe on the underside of his length, wetting his shaft before swirling her tongue around his sensitive tip as Harry moaned, loudly, into the room, his hand finding the back of her head as she took him into her mouth, letting her saliva drip down him to help her hand that had come to work his shaft that she hadn’t taken in her mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Y/N, oh my god,” Harry whimpered as she released him from her mouth, letting her tongue lick his slit where he spilled pre-cum for her, tasting him as much as she could. She huffed a laugh through her nose before her mouth went back to work, bobbing and suctioning as she reached his tip and back down again, taking a little more of him each time until just her thumb and index were gripping his base as he touched the back of her throat causing him to groan and spew profanities as well as every pet name he’d ever called her. She came off of him to give herself a break as her hand went back to work, keeping her grip tight on him just how he liked as her wrist twisted and tugged at him, thumb brushing his slit every time she reached the top as Harry’s hands pushed the hair that escaped her birds nest style away from her face so he could see her lost in the act of pleasuring him. Her tongue migrated, painting over his balls before dipping lower and finding the patch of skin between his balls and his tightest entrance as she lapped at it happily as Harry’s thighs began to quiver.

“No, no more,” Harry panted, pulling her away with the fist he had on top of her head, he both wanted her to continue and for him to try and put off his orgasm as long as possible until he made her come, but she was playing a dangerous game with him. He caught his breath as Y/N giggled at his reaction. “Oh, is that funny?” he asked once he’d mostly recovered as Y/N nodded, “hands and knees, arse up,” Harry demanded, getting to his knees on their bed as Y/N moved into position, looking back over her shoulder at him, wiggling her bum as Harry ripped her underwear down so they were caught in the crooks of her knees. “I’ll show you funny,” he taunted, coming up behind her before landing a loud smack across the full of her cheek, her ass jiggling from the spank as Harry squeeled at the sensation before pushing back against his hand.

“Please Harry, please,” she cried.

“Please what?” he massaged the reddening skin, “tell me what you want and y’can have it.”

“I want, I need y’to fuck me, hard please, need it so bad, baby, I’ll be so good for you,” Y/N pleaded, grateful that they were alone.

“Good girl,” Harry gripped his length and painted it through her wet folds before finding her entrance where she wept for him and pushed his profusely leaking tip in. “This enough baby, jus’ like this yeah?” he mocked as he rocked just his tip into her.

“Fuck Harry, no, all of you, want it all, I can take it, please,” she wailed and tried pushing back, but his grip on her hips rendered her motionless and in one swift push of his hips, he thrust his entire length inside of her, her walls clamping around him as his head tipped back between his shoulder blades at the tight sensation she had him gripped in as she screamed at the pleasurable burn and stretch, her arms nearly buckling from under her. “Hard please,” she whimpered out her request again as Harry lost any sense of where they were as his powerful thrusts knocked them both breathless. The slap of skin echoing across the bedroom and travelling out into the hall as their bedroom door was left open. He spanked her across her bum again, finally releasing the grip he had on her hips so she could work back against him.

“That’s it, good girl, look at you, working for it,” Harry purred in her ear as he slumped over her back, his hips going at a rapid pace. “I want you to rub y’little clit for me, okay? I want you to get yourself right to the edge,” he moaned as he kissed the back of her neck before he sat back on his hips pulling her so his chest was flush with her back as she was sat on his lap near enough as Harry began to thrust up into her as Y/N’s hand trailed to her front and began rubbing tight little circles on her clit, her cries of pleasure like music to Harry’s ear as he sunk his teeth into her shoulder.

“M'close,” she purred as Harry slapped her hand away from her clit quickly.

“Let me taste,” he gripped her wrist and brought her hand up so he could lean over her shoulder to suck on her fingers that had been pleasuring her. He moaned around the digits, it wasn’t the same as drinking her straight from the source, but he can’t deny this was a pretty good way to get his fix. “Y’gonna cum all over m’cock aren’t you? You’re going to scream my name as you burst all over me,” the latter was a statement rather than a question as Y/N frantically nodded her head adding in squeaks of ‘yes’ after remembering he wanted to hear her.

Harry’s hand found her clit and began working it, pinching, and rolling and rubbing at flicking as if he was being paid to do so, his thrusts slowed ever so slightly but were as deep and hard as he could possibly manage as both were knocked silly, only able to get out the others name.

With one last hard thrust, Y/N collapsed forward as her orgasm rocked through her body, screaming his name as her body shook as she drenched him, the fluttering and pulsing and immediate gush of fluid sent Harry over as he came, hard. Loud groans emitting from the base of his throat as shivers wracked his body.

It could have been 10 seconds, minutes, or hours. As feeling began to return to their bodies, as they lay on their sides facing each other, starting in their fingertips and rushing through their nerve endings in a comforting warmth, like stepping into a bath on a cold day as they blinked wearily at each other before huffing a breath.

“Glad we got that out the system before everyone arrived,” Harry laughed, kissing the corner of her lips briefly before sticking another on the full of her bottom lip.

“I wonder if the other sheets are done in the dryer because I think I might need to put ours through a spin cycle before everyone arrives now,” Y/N replied before falling into a giggly kiss with her loud love.

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