honestly tho this is one of my favorite random little scenes
like. we have no context for why Bakugou is good at using a kitchen knife. he just. is
it’s such a random, completely normal, domestic household skill and it’s Bakugou (aka Mr. Baron von
MsSplodokills) who’s presented, by the narrative and the characters themselves, as being really good at it, and i love it
I JUST LOVE HOW RANDOMLY TALENTED HE IS OK and honestly this scene begs the question of, like, did he help make meals at his house??? did his mom make him help out with making dinner?? does he just enjoy cooking?? why is he so good at using a kitchen knife????
what other random domestic skills do you have, Bakugou
“ Can you do a Bruce x Reader having sex after he saves her? Omg I’m so excited” - Anonymous
It’s precious followers like you that keep me going, here you are love❤️
It was just supposed to be a simple run to the grocery store. Nothing more, nothing less. How were you supposed to know that some thugs were looking for a fight with Bruce, your husband. You didn’t know anything!
It wasn’t your fault thought, it happened so quickly.
One minute, you’re contemplating on what you should help Alfred make for dinner on Sunday and the next, you get knocked upside the head with what it felt like a metal bat and thrown into a van.
Next thing you know, you’re tied up to a chair in the middle of a huge abandoned warehouse you were sure was way outside Gotham and guys with weird clown masks started taunting you about Bruce and then saying “"Batman ain’t gon save you know!” Or “ if your husband knows what’s good for him, he would follow the ransom”
Of course you were scared. You were just a working wife and mother to four boys, you weren’t a fighter. You didn’t like violence. Hell, you still worry about the boys when they go out patrolling with Bruce every night.
But, thank god for Bruce’s over protectiveness and him putting a tracker in your cellphone for situations like this because after thirty minutes, he was there to save the day….or night.
You watched as he fought with ferocious anger and the way he handled every man was just……you couldn’t explain it.
Bruce was all man. Through and through.
A man with an intimidating demeanor , a man with beautiful posture and a man of such class, it almost scared you.
But it shook you up. In a good way.
Oh, you loved it when he took charge of things and just commanded things.
Yes, he was all man.
When he took you back home from that kidnapping, he did not stop until the both of you were in the master bedroom. You were fine with the way he swung you into the room and pushed you on the bed, not before locking the door, of course.
Quickly taking off the top part of his suit, he tossed it aside, letting it bang on the floor loudly and climbed on top of you and kissed you like he never had before. Oh, the kiss was the match that lit your fire. You let his tongue wrestle with yours softly as his hands explored ever inch of your quivering body. Ripping open your button up blouse, gripping your buttocks, making you gasp in his mouth as your own hands slide up and down his muscled bare back and chest you loved so much.
He moved his soft lips to your neck, sucking and licking your trigger spot just to hear you groan out in pleasure. He loved that sound you made. He loved how you let him control everything that was your body. It just made him want you more. Hell, he could go all night with you.
Sliding both your panties and your trousers off, he kissed down your stomach, while giving you a seductive smirk as he ran his long you get up and down your stomach, watching you squeal and squirm under him. Oh yes, he was planing on going all night with you.
Not even bothering to tease you, he went straight for your wet pussy, letting his toumge lick up and down and around your clitoris. That made you yell out and arch your back. Your hips would be bucking if he wasn’t holding them down with his big, rough hands as she went to town on you.
You kept moaning loudly, gripping his hair and occasionally, looking at him look at you with that same smirk, knowing that he does this to you. Knowing that he controls you.
And you loved it. Oh, how you loved it.
Sucking noises and moans filled the air as you were in pure bliss at the feeling he was giving you. And just as you were about to cum, he stops.
Just like that. He stops. You wanted to beg him to keep going and never stop but as soon as he took off his trousers and shoved his huge cock inside you, everything came back.
All that pleasure filled you as he pumped in your physique. Going faster and faster as you kept moaning his name and leaving scratch marks on his back.
He pumped into you as his head buried inside your neck, whispering “"You like that? You want me to go faster?” And “"Oh, I love your body so much,ahhh”
The bed creaked, the room was sex filled and you were in great amount of pleasure.
As all of that pleasure kept building up, your screams got louder and louder as his thrusts got harder and faster. He whispers. “ Let it go baby, let all go.”
And that’s what you did. You released all of yourself on him as he released himself in you.
Thrusts getting sloppier and slower, you both moan out your orgasm until it was over.
Not even bothering to move off of you, Bruce stayed on top of you, sweaty as you are and out of breath.
He rocked your world, left you sore, but you didn’t care. You were in too much of a good mood from your bedroom olympics to care about body pain.
Hell, you didn’t care if anyone heard. All you cared about was your man that was on you, just as tired as you are. In pure euphoria.
A/N: I’ll be the first to say this, I have written smut but never posted it. Now that I know people actually love my writing, I’m more confident on doing more of these. So thank you for this.
Let me know what you think, I seriously want your feedback, it helps me become a better writer. Thank you love, hoped you enjoy ❤️
Everyone needs pocket sized BTS in their live right?
♡ J-hope would call your dog and jump on its back using it as transportation around the house. He would hold onto your dogs coaler with his tiny hands trying not to fall off.
♡Jimin would always sleep with you in your bed even though you’ve made beds for everyone. He would come after everyone is a sleep and make his way to sleep next to you, between your arms with his mini blanket. No matter what, he always wants to sleep with you even though you’ve once squished him while turning.
♡Jin would help you when you make dinner by carrying the salt and pepper bottle, which is twice his size, and bringing it to you. As you cook, you would occasionally find Jin using your cup as a boat and you spoon as a paddle around the sink to get to the other side.
♡Jungkook would be the naughty one. He would hide your car keys so you won’t be able to leave the boys. When you would tickle your toes with a feather twice his size and tickle your nose with your hair. Eventually you would sneeze on Kooki and he would fall of your bed.
♡Yoongi would be sleeping everywhere and anywhere when he get tired. Doesn’t matter if it’s inside a cup, on your top of your dog or in you neatly folded clothes, with his head pocking out, when he wants to sleep he will stop everything sleep. Then you would carefully carry Yoongi in your hands and puck him is his mini bed.
♡Taehyung would sit on the top of your head whenever you would go shopping. He would hold on to strands of your hair so he wouldn’t fall of when you’d take a sharp turn. As you walk around, something would eventually catch Taes eyes and he would tug on your hair to buy what he wanted.
♡Namjoon would somehow get himself trapped inside an upside glass. He’d be pouting and sitting with his legs crossed while waiting for you to get home because none of the boys would help him, they’d just teas him for fun.
♡ The boys would all get a cup or share a bowl and fill it with hot water. They would take their cloths off and wrap the mini towel around their waist. Then they would get in side the cup or bowl and enjoy the mini hot spring with a wet towel folded on their head. >//ω//< How cute!?
♡ As you come to home you constantly find The Maknae Line enjoying the treasures of your sweet stash. Kook, Jiminie and Tae would use strawberry jam as fake blood and guts and have sword fights with pocky sticks.
I'm naming her Bella. I will not allow you to butcher and mesh two more names. Her name is Carlie. Deal with it.
Why can't I fight with you and momma papa? I want to show the Volturi that I'm not a scared little girl. Anyone threatens to kill my family, I refuse to run away
Carlie, how many times have I told you? No throwing knifes in the house. You could hurt Renessmee or yourself. Be more careful.
C'mon kiddo. I'll teach you how to fight.
*scoffs* It'd be best if I teach her. You get frustrated too easily Emmett.
Carlie, your growth is more rapid than Renessmee's. Your genes must be slightly different from hers. It could be an attribution to a power we haven't discovered yet.
It's so sweet of you to help me make dinner for you and Renessmee. I feel like you and I hardly get any time together. Renessmee's always off with either her parents or Jacob and you keep to yourself most of the time. Just know that I'm here if you ever want to talk to someone sweetie. You are my grandbaby afterall.
Your mother and I don't love Renessmee more than you Carlie. We love you both equally. She just relies on us more than you. You've always been more independent than your sister.
I'm more independent because you and mom are always with her and Aunt Rose takes care of me. But whatever. I don't care anymore. She'll be stuck here in Forks and you all will have to leave eventually and I will travel the world once I reach an acceptable age growth.
Where have you been Carlie?! You've been gone for three whole days! What on earth are you wearing?!
*sighs* Relax mom. I went to Comic Con in San Diego and cosplayed as Harley Quinn. I went to have some fun. Geez, it's like your trying to keep me trapped with you forever since Renessmee started solely hanging out with Jacob. I bet you really hate that imprint now cause you finally have to pay attention to your other daughter.
Carlie, come shopping with me. We never spend any girl time together since you started buying your own clothes.
But there's a Gotham marathon on today. How about I go shopping with you tomorrow then?
*watching the Romanian aired teach you how to fight and use weapons from a window in the house because Bella and Edward forbid him from teaching her himself* I don't see what the problem was with them Alice. I have no urge to drink wither of the girls blood and I adore Carlie. I should be teaching her how to fight, not those barbaric two.
I know Jas. But she finally made some friends that weren't a part of our family. Renessmee has Jacob and that's all she needs. Carlie is free to expand herself unbound to anyone. We don't want to smother the girl by crowding her all the time.
I can't believe Bella never told you about periods. Oh wait, I can. Look Carlie, you have nothing to fear. It's completely natural.
I HATE IT! I FEEL HORRIBLE ALL THE TIME AND I KEEP CRAVING CHEESECAKE AND CHEETOS!
Why do you hate me Carlie? I never did anything to you.
*rolls eyes and scoffs* Exactly. I hardly even know you and you're the guy my sister is bound to for life. You've hardly ever acknowledged me before. You've hardly ever spokento me and you have no interest in anyone but my sister. I don't like you because I know that the imprint you have with my sister isn't how you really are or were before my mom even started screwing with your life.
How can you say such a thing Carlie?!
Oh please. Shut up mom. You know I'm right. You only support that imprint because now, Jacob will forever be within your grasp. Just because you chose not to have him all those years ago doesn't mean you get to keep him around when he's moved on with his life.
Will you be my maid of honor?
I haven't seen or heard from you in nearly four years sis. And frankly I don't want to go to your wedding at all. You know your marriage won't end well. You're in love with Nahuel and whether you admit it or not, you don't feel the same pull if the imprint like you used to. Stop dragging Jacob along. Stop your relationship with him and decide what you want. God, you are worse than our mother. Make up your freaking mind.
I didn't think it would be possible, but I am actually best friends with someone who shares half her DNA with Bella Cullen.
Oh hush. I'm nothing like my mother and you know it. Now shut up so I can hear Tom Hiddleston say "mewling quim."
Are you sure about this Carlie?
Yes, for the thousandth time. I love you and I refuse to be bound to someone I met only once. I fell in love with you and that is what I've always wanted. To fall in love, not be bound by fate to become whatever my mate pleases.
Okay okay I just really want to say boukuakakuroken and akaken (akaashi and kenma) and idk if this is rare but oisuga? -6eranon
I’M USING THIS AS AN EXCUSE TO SCREAM ABOUT BOKUAKAKUROKEN
But before that yes Oisuga is a rare pair and an amazing one at that pls look at the Oisuga tag it is v good
ANYWAY ON TO MY SCREAMING
They all share a two bedroom apartment, Kuroo and Kenma have one room, Bokuto and Akaashi have the other.
Half the time they don’t even sleep in their own rooms they all crowd into Kuroo’s bed.
But sleeping all together can be awkward. They wake up to Kuroo using someone’s legs to cover his ears, Bokuto’s half off the bed with the blankets, Kenma’s curled up in a ball hogging all the pillows, and Akaashi is squished in between everyone.
Not that any of them really mind.
Akaashi and Bokuto are in charge of making breakfast since the other two are never awake early enough to help.
Kuroo makes dinner and tries to teach Kenma how to cook.
Akaashi does most of the housework, and he gets a lil bitter if no one cleans up after themselves.
Bokuto and Kuroo are very cuddly and touchy feely with their adorable bfs. They always get surprised and flustered when that affection is reciprocated to the same extent.
Sometimes Bokuto just gets so overwhelmed with how pretty the people he’s dating are and he’s gotta like. Take a moment.
Likewise, Kenma is surprised he has so many people willing to be with him.
Bokuto is surprisingly very helpful for Kenma’s anxiety. He takes the attention away from him and can easily distract him when he gets too nervous.
Kuroo and Akaashi feel so happy when Bokuto and Kenma do things together, they love seeing them get along so well.
Kuroo and Bokuto get up to all sorts of stupid shenanigans and Akaashi tries to stop them but Kenma just pulls him aside and shakes his head.
‘Don’t stop them they won’t learn anything if we do.’
Every Thursday night is video game night and they either all play a game together or watch Kenma play something.
No matter what game they play together, Akaashi always wins on pure accident.
Whenever Kenma gets paranoid or nervous about their relationship, he gets dragged into long cuddle sessions with everyone so they can show him how much they love him.
Akaashi is very clingy when he’s sleepy and they all find it so fuckin adorable.
Akaashi and Kuroo are the best cuddle buddies. They both love Bokuto’s enthusiastic affection and Kenma’s more subtle attention, but sometimes they prefer just relaxing somewhere
AN: I’m not American so I don’t celebrate Thanksgiving which is a perfect excuse as to why this is being posted four days after Thanksgiving? Either way, have some Derek fluff.
You had no idea that every time you touched Derek, a wave of goosebumps went over him. At least that’s how it started out. The first few times he got goosebumps, but then those goosebumps sparked thoughts about what would happen if those touches went further, and then that just turned into a whole wad of pented up sexual frustration. So realistically you had no idea that asking Derek to help you make Thanksgiving Dinner for the pack would end up the way it did. And neither did he - but he couldn’t say he didn’t imagine it would.
You had been humming contentedly under your breath the moment you knew you’d get everything done in time. The turkey and veggies were in the oven, the salads had been prepped ages ago, and now you were crossing your kitchen to pull out the pre-made pie filling from the fridge as Derek rolled out dough. You stopped as you passed by him, your hand lightly hovering over his back as you checked on how he was going. You didn’t notice the goosebumps that tingled up his arm as your hand rested on it, urging him to slow down with a soft smile. “Go easy on the dough Der, we don’t want it to be too thin.” There was a lightness to your voice that made his heart skip a beat. He turned his head to look at you and it may have been down to the glass of wine you had finished about ten minutes before, but when his eyes met yours you felt your stomach flip. “Easy on the dough. Gotcha.” His words broke the little trance the two of you were caught in for a second and you nodded your head before turning back on your journey to the fridge. You didn’t hear Derek swear under his breath as you moved away. You pulled the fillings out of the fridge alongside the bottle of white wine you had open an hour ago and turned to place them down on the kitchen counter next to Derek. When your elbow brushed his you took no notice, but Derek definitely did. He had to take in a deep breath, pausing for a moment to collect himself and not concentrate on the feel of your skin brushing his. But that didn’t help. He was in your apartment. He was with you. You had started humming again so the sound of that and the ticking of the oven filled his ears, the smile of spices from the pie fillings met his nostrils as you took off the plastic cling-wrap covering them, but your own lavender scented perfume travelled with that as well as the welcoming smell of your apartment. Derek forced himself to open his eyes and concentrate on the dough again, hoping that that would distract him from you. But you were there too, deciding that Derek needed a hand. You dipped your hand into the bag of flour and sprinkled some flour over the dough, leaning over him to reach it. That meant you were touching him again and this time Derek couldn’t ignore the goosebumps spreading through him. “I can’t take it anymore.” He said suddenly, dropping the rolling pin and moving so suddenly that you didn’t even realize his lips were on yours till you noticed that your back was pressing into the counter behind the two of you. When you caught up on what was happening you reacted. Your hands went to his cheeks and you pulled him closer, returning his feverish kiss. His hands were on your waist and as they squeezed into your skin you were knocked back to reality for a second. “Wait- Wait…” You pulled your head away from his and felt him try to kiss you again but you kept ahold of his face, eyes locking into his. “Can’t take it anymore?” You asked, a small crinkle of a frown appearing between your brows. Derek leant forward and softly pecked the crinkle. When a small smile danced onto your lips over the placement of the tiny kiss, he began peppering little pecks all over your face as he explained. “For the last month I’ve been wanting to do that… Every time you touch me it drives me a little crazy and today… Well today I just couldn’t take it anymore.” You brought his lips to yours and kissed him softly, your smile present throughout. “I’m grateful you couldn’t take it anymore.” You said. Derek’s eyes lit up and he smiled at you. “Yeah?” He asked. You nodded your head and before you could say yes Derek had begun kissing you again. The two of you proceeded to make out against the kitchen counter, not stopping till you heard the front door handle rattle and the sounds of some of the pack arriving. You pushed Derek back towards the other counter and quickly smoothed your clothes and hair down, brushing off some of the flour that was on your hands. Derek picked the rolling pin back up and you both smiled as the front door opened and Lydia, Stiles, Scott and Kira came in. “Happy Thanksgiving!” They chorused, making your heart burst with happiness. They came towards the kitchen, pulling off their coats and leaving them in the living room. “Look at this guys! Derek’s baking! I gotta get a photo of this.” Stiles fumbled for his phone and everyone laughed as Derek rolled his eyes. “Clearly he’s getting into it. There’s even flour in his beard.” Pointed out Lydia. Derek frowned and raised a hand to his beard, scratching it in confusion. You suddenly became very wary of your own flour covered hands.
Anyone else thinking about a Supergirl Thanksgiving as much as I am?
Seriously though I’m like excited af and stocked full of headcanons. ⬇️
• Dinner is at Kara’s place again as if to be a re-do for last year, it’s a combo of friends and family but technically just family because that’s what her friends are to her :)
• Clark comes down from Metropolis with Lois
• Eliza, Kara, Lois and Clark all help to make dinner; Eliza and Lois are the best, Kara and Clark are just there for the use of their heat vision
• Eliza and J'onn bonding and talking and sharing memories of Jeremiah
• Eliza changing the mood from sappy to asking J'onn about his powers and about Mars
• Eliza and Clark catch up from not seeing each other in forever
• Kara and Clark speaking in Kryptonian and being cuties
• Even though Kara and James broke up they’re still great friends and him and Winn both come to Kara’s house for dinner
• Kara stops by Lena’s office for a story and they end up talking and she finds out Lena is spending the holiday alone so she invites her too
• everyone at first is a bit distant because all they think is she’s Lex’s sister, but Lena to their surprise is friendly and Kara shows them she’s way different from him
• Sanvers works out and Alex brings Maggie to Kara’s with her
• Kara meets Maggie and at first is all protective sister and that but soon realizes why Alex likes her and treats her like a sister as well
• Maggie learns Kara is Supergirl, Clark is Superman and that J'onn is an alien after Kara and Alex tell her in her room so no one else hears because she realizes now that Maggie is part of Alex’s life there shouldn’t be any secrets, and she, like Eliza, fangirls asking lots of questions
• Eliza asks who Alex’s “friend” is, causing Wine Drunk Alex™ make her second appearance at dinner because she’s worried about what everyone is going to say when she plans to come out that night
• Second headcanon from that one^^ (instead maybe Wine Drunk Alex™ may not happen) Everyone goes around the table saying what their thankful for. Maggie says she’s thankful to have someone like Alex in her life. Alex stands up and says she’s thankful to have Maggie and the rest of her family, then comes out to the whole table and says that she is gay.
• There’s silence for a bit as people take in this information (besides Kara who’s smiling like a dork because she’s so happy for her sister) and as they realize who Maggie is to Alex and she gets really worried they’re mad
• As if in unison everyone begins to smile and say how they’re happy for her and that they love her and they’re just one big Supportive Wonderful Superfamily™
• J'onn comes over to Alex and says he proud that she’s embracing herself and gives her the biggest hugs he picks her up
• Eliza is more excited than Alex thought she’d be which makes her worry because she thinks it’ll be the same as when she was “happy” about Kara coming out as Supergirl
• Alex sits with her mom as everyone talks together and asks how she’s feeling about all of this in which Eliza gives her the same whole speech Kara gave her about how she could never disappoint her and “you’ll always be my daughter Alex, and I suppose that a daughter-in-law will be great too!” And just is so supportive and they hug and cry a bit
• they play games after dinner like Heads-Up
• Maggie and Alex are obviously partners every time and end up kicking-ass each game
• Kara partners up with Lena and they’re the most competitive team but end up beating Maggie and Alex once which leads to jumping and yelling and high-fives
• Eliza partners with J'onn but they just love watching everyone else play and just enjoy being there
• that leaves James and Winn and as you’d think it’s a bit awkward
• pie is served after the games, the best dessert in the galaxy as Kara always reminds everyone
• Maggie and Alex are badasses but more adorable dorks together than anything; one wipes some whip cream on the other’s nose which results in the other doing the same, giggling
• Alex kisses it off as Maggie continues to laugh which results in more pie and cuddling
• And as all of this happens, Kara is the one to take the most photos on her phone AND camera as everyone eats and smiles and laughs and is just the best SuperFam™ she could ever ask for
• BONUS Supercat: Cat comes back to stop by the office for a while on her way to pick up Carter because he’s spending the holiday with her. She and Kara talk about her new job and how each is doing and they miss each other and supergirl makes a visit to her balcony soon after.
• cat ends up piecing together how supergirl knows she’s in town each time but doesn’t tell Kara she knows it’s her because she doesn’t want to put more stress on her or anything
For an anon who requested 15 with Reid “I haven’t laughed this hard in years.”
You were in your kitchen when you heard the front door of your apartment open. Besides yourself two people had keys to your front door; your brother who was on the other side of the country, and Spencer.
“You’re here early, what time did your plane land?” You called from the kitchen, and when you didn’t get a response right away you put down the vegetables you’d been cutting for dinner and went to the living room. “Hey you.” You greeted him, smiling sadly.
“What?” He asked head snapping up to look at you, “Oh sorry, I was caught up you know..” He gestured slightly and you nodded, coming to him and taking his scarf and jacket off.
“I know, caught up, up there.” You assured him, “Do you wanna come help make dinner? Or I’ll make you a coffee and you can just keep me company.” If Spencer decided he wanted to talk about it, he knew you would always listen, but sometimes he just wanted to come home and pretend like it was okay, and pretend like it was normal, and that was okay with you too.
“Sounds good, what are we having?” Spencer grinned, and you could see him struggle to make it reach his eyes.
“I was thinking dumplings. I’ve got most of the vegetables all cut up.” You flicked the coffee pot on and grabbed two mugs. Once you both had your drinks you got back to cooking, You made quiet, comfortable conversation for a while. You told him about your week, and he fully listened.
“Fun fact about dumpling, go!” You grinned, both of you giggling as Spence tried to cut the carrots all the same size.
“Chinese dumplings are eaten on the 5th day of new year in China to resemble good wealth and prosperity. Wonton, or Chinese dumpling, is a staple food popular throughout China. In Chinese, wonton means “swallowing clouds”.” Reid explained to you and you laughed, nudging him slightly.
“God I love having you home to help cook. When you’re not I don’t get any fun facts and its boring. With you it’s like having my own personal Alton Brown.”
“He’s the Good Eats Guy?”
“Yeah and Cutthroat Kitchen.” You explained. Cooking shows were kinda a big deal in your household.
“Oh! I like that one.” You smirked and nodded your head, leaning on the counter.
“Dr. Reid, welcome to Cutthroat Kitchen!” You announced, “I’m going to…” You looked around before pointing to the cutting board, “Take away your knives.”
“(Y/N)” He rolled his eyes, biting his tongue not to laugh, “That’s not how the show goes.”
“If you want to be allowed to use my knives, you have to pay me with.. Being in charge of picking the movie for the next three movie nights.” Spencer laughed.
“No! We go back and forth!” He grinned, grabbing you as you reached for the knives and pulling you away from them and into his arms.
“You pick boring movies,” You giggled, “I always fall asleep, and you’re not allowed to hug the judge on Cutthroat!” Spencer laughed and picked you up carrying you from the kitchen to living room and tossing you onto the sofa.
“Maybe I do it on purpose, because I like when we sleep on the sofa?” Spencer stated, sitting on you, “This sofa is lumpy.”
“Oh shut up! Get off!” Spencer grinned and bounced on you.
“It’s loud too!” He teased.
“I am not! Loud!” You laughed, getting one arm from where it was stuck at your side and reaching up to tickle Spence’s side. That got him. Within a minute he was on the floor and you were sitting on him, watching him falling apart laughing under you.
“Uncle! Uncle! You win, any movie you want!” You grinned and whooped in victory and Spencer caught his breath, panting and grinning “Thank you, (Y/N) I haven’t laughed this hard in years.” You sobered up slightly and nodded, leaning down for a quick kiss.
With Thanksgiving coming up next Thursday here in the U.S., here are some Hawkins Thanksgiving headcanons. :)
- The Wheelers spend it with family out of town (Mike tries unsuccessfully to get his mom to let him stay home this year so he can be with El) - The Sinclairs have family over and invite the Hendersons and Byers to join them but the Byers graciously decline, preferring a quiet day with just the four of them: Joyce, Jonathan, Will, and new member of the family El. - El invites Hopper after hearing that he usually spends the day alone in front of the TV with a cheap microwave dinner and a can or two of beer - El and Will run around in sweaters and sock feet all day - All four Byers help each other make the dinner: - Jonathan feverishly consults the tattered cookbook early that morning to make the turkey - Joyce lets El make the potatoes, standing by assist as she follows the instructions on the box, and is the first one to cheer when they turn out perfectly - El helps Joyce prepare the boxed stuffing - Will and El are in charge of cooking the frozen Sara Lee pumpkin pie and sitting in front of the oven door to watch it cook through the transparent window - El and Will are shooed out of the kitchen by Jonathan after a half hour of that and sneak dinner rolls into the living room to snack on while watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade on TV - Hopper arrives bearing a green bean casserole from Flo and a couple cans of whipped cream for the pie - El tries some of everything and ends up liking the whipped cream on the pumpkin pie best - Hopper doesn’t admit it out loud but considers this the best Thanksgiving he’s had in a long time - Joyce tears up looking at each of her three kids (she considers El just as much her own child as Will or Jonathan) and thinks how nice it is to have Hopper around - Will and El fall asleep on the couch after dinner and Hopper and Jonathan carry them back to their bedrooms - Hopper, Joyce, and Jonathan clean up the dishes and kitchen together - Joyce insists that Hopper take some leftovers home with him despite his protests that she’s got THREE growing kids now, but he eventually ends up with a plate holding some of everything just to appease Joyce
Since I was busy helping make thanksgiving dinner I didn’t really have time to draw anything, but I coulDN’T LEAVE YOU GUYZ HANGING!!! *Breathing Intensifies* Ahem. Anyways, so I decided to post some old Kirby doodles because, well… You figure it out. ;3
You were sat with Aria watching one of your favourite shows. Buzz. Quickly, you grabbed your phone. Desperate to see if it was a text from A. ‘Why don’t you tell your best friend about your latest boy? -A’ Aria went to look at the text but you quickly covered it up.
“It was nothing, just my dad.” You said. Aria gave you a suspicious look and went back to watching the show.
Your phone went off again. Praying it wasn’t another text from A, you checked your phone ‘If you don’t I will. - A’
Scared you quickly typed a reply. ‘What do you want?’
“What’s up?” Aria asked.
“Um- nothing, I’ve got to go.My dad wants me to help him make dinner.” You stuttered
“Oh, Okay. Bye then.” She said and waved
“Bye.” You squeaked before leaving
Mike came running down the stairs. “Has y/n gone.” Mike asked.
“Yes, she just left. She was acting a bit funny. I have no idea why.” She answered
Holiday Headcanons. I felt obligated to do this.
•When it snows, Newt carries a bucket of it into the case to show some of the creatures. The Niffler tries to eat it, but the Bowtruckles are afraid to touch it.
•Newton Artemis Fido Scamander LOVES snowball fights. If there’s snow outside and Newt’s around, you’re almost guaranteed to be ambushed.
•He will sit and watch the snow fall for hours on end. He will sit and watch you watch the snow fall for hours on end.
•Need to decorate for the holidays? Ask him to help you, because he loves to decorate the Christmas tree or set the menorah on the windowsill. But don’t expect the decorations to last very long if the Niffler gets loose.
•Don’t ask him to help you make Christmas dinner. Cooking isn’t his forte.
•Do not ask him to help you build a gingerbread house. He will eat all of the candy you set in front of him. All of it.
•By all means, DO NOT let this man know if you have chocolate. It’ll be gone in a matter of hours, sometimes less than that.
•For every gift you get him, he’ll give you three.
•On Christmas morning, he’ll sit under the tree surrounded by all the presents he got you.
•You’ll find that he doesn’t do the greatest job with wrapping paper and uses far too many bows.
•One of the gifts is guaranteed to be a magical creature.
•He’ll try to stay awake until midnight on New Year’s Eve. But a lot of accidental power naps happen.
•He doesn’t let the decorations come down until February.
Note: Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Americans. I hope you have a good holiday. Or if you aren’t celebrating or you have to go work in retail hell, I hope you have the best day you can. <3
Amy wished she
could host Thanksgiving dinner in her new apartment with her
boyfriend. It was the first year they lived together, so even things
like that were exciting and new. But her group of friends was too
big and her apartment was too small. For the girl who never had
friends, that wasn’t the worst problem to have. A real reason to
feel thankful. Plus, she was living with her boyfriend when just a
year ago, she asked him to come back to her and he refused.
Hoe story: im 22 and in college so i babysit for extra money. I babysat for this cute 2 year old and discovered how FINE her dad(single and v young) was. She liked me so much she asked me to stay for dinner so i helped him make dinner. We were having a good time and had a couple glasses of wine (not TOO much tho bc his child was there lol) SO long story short he put her to bed and then fucked me on the couch and IT WAS THE BEST SEX IVE EVER HAD N HE MADE ME COME IN 3 MINUTES WHEN HE ATE ME OUT
Hi guys! It’s Jade, again. I would now like to share with you Summer’s submission. Her writing is phenomenal and I can’t wait to see what else she has in store for this blog! I hope you all enjoy this, and send in request!
It had been a stressful week to say the least. Exams, working overtime, schoolwork on the side… and it figured that all of this fell on the week that Calum had off. Once the weekend came, you’d be less stressed, could spare a little more time at him, but during the school week, you felt bad. You both wanted to go out but when you weren’t working, you ended up confined in your living room or bedroom, going over endless history notes and calculus equations. Dutifully, Calum still came over and stayed with you… he’d quiz you or play with your dog or help your mom make dinner, but you felt bad. This wasn’t how either of you really wanted to spend this week.
Friday afternoon though, Calum wasn’t having it. You were too smart, he knew, there was no way you needed all of this prep time. You were sat on your floor with your laptop right in front of you, endless papers scattered around you, and he was lying atop your bed, throwing a football up in the air and catching it repeatedly. “You know babe,” he said casually. “I remember reading somewhere that if you do one thing for too long, it’s not as effective.”
“Pretty sure that’s not a real thing, Cal,” you replied, not even looking up. Even though you weren’t looking, his lips slipped into a pout.
He slipped off your bed, kneeling behind you and wrapping his arms around you. You were barely phased, ignoring him and continuing to write your paper. Calum didn’t exactly take well to being ignored. He started to kiss the back of your neck, his lips leaving ghostly trails all along your hairline and behind your ear. Now you sighed, pausing your actions and saying, “Really, Cal? Now?”
“C'mon, Y/N,” he whispered into your ear. “Just a few minutes, babe, you can take a break for a few minutes. You’ll do amazing on your exams, okay?”
“Calum, I’m trying to guarantee that,” you said back, but even you could feel yourself caving. Calum pulled you a little closer to him, and now you could feel his bulge pressing into your back. Slowly, his hand tangled in your hair and angled your face towards his so he could access your lips. The second his lips met yours, you were gone. You relaxed into his arms and kissed him back, starting to angle the rest of your body towards his.
He leaned back against your bed, urging you to straddle his hips. A little nervously, you climbed atop him, your legs draped over his lap and your torso pressed against his. His hands were trailing up and down your sides, lingering over your hips and the curves of your chest, and yours were knotted in his wavy hair, tugging on his locks softly as you worked your lips against his.
“Please,” Calum mumbled as you moved your lips to his jawline. “Please, Y/N.” He thrust his hips upward slightly, trying to bring his need to your attention. You sighed against his skin, then broke your lips from him before pushing yourself off of him and standing up. He looked at you with big, puppy dog eyes from the ground. You sighed at him again, then brought your fingers to the button on your jeans, popping it open and pushing them down your legs.
As you slid them down, Calum clambered to his feet with a smile on his face, unbuttoning his jeans and tripping out of them excitedly. His shirt was ripped over his head, and then, standing there just in his boxers, he took a step closer to you, his hands now at the hem of your tee shirt. Your fingers were already there, but then he whispered, “Let me do the honor,” making you roll your eyes and giggle, but you raised your arms up over your head nonetheless so he could peel the shirt off your torso, leaving you in just your bra and panties.
After discarding your shirt to the side, Calum grinned and then wrapped one of his arms around your waist, bending down and smashing his lips onto yours. He pulled you close, so close that there was no space between you. You felt his arm tighten around your waist, lifting you up and instinctively, you helped but jumping a little and then locking your legs around his hips. With his muscular arms supporting you, he turned and took a step or two towards your bed, then leant forward, depositing you onto the mattress and then crawling on top of you, his lips now traveling away from yours and down your neck, over your collarbones.
You raked your hand through his hair, and suddenly, his lips disconnected from your skin, his face even with yours again. One of his hands cradles your jaw, his thumb running over your cheek soothingly and his brown eyes locked with yours as he said, “I love you so much, Y/N.”
You bite your lip and mumble “I love you too,” which just makes his face light up, and then suddenly, both of his hands are at his hips, shoving his boxers down his legs. You blush a little, even though the two of you had sex a few times before, and he smiled at you reassuringly and kissed your cheek as you pushed your panties down your legs. You were on the pill, so after kicking the fabric off from around your ankles, you took a deep breath, looking at him and nodding.
He pecked your forehead, then connected your lips again, his tongue pushing past your lips and moving against yours sensually, and then you could feel of his hands slide over your hips and then between your legs. You parted them then, trying to make things easier for him, and after a second, you felt his calloused fingers make contact with you, brushing over your heat gently.
You sighed at the contact, and involuntary hint of a smile ghosting over your lips, and seeing that only egged Calum on further. His fingers lined up at your entrance now, one pushing into you. Both you and Calum groaned, him pulling his lips form yours to kiss sloppily over your jawline and murmur, “You’re so ready for me, baby… just me, only me, right babe?” and you nodded, running your hands over his shoulders and whispering, “Only you, Cal… yes, oh my god, only you.”
He hummed a little in return, but his real response was to add another finger, twisting them and curling them inside you. “What do you want me do to?” he asked, continuing to move his fingers. You struggled to respond, the words getting caught in your throat as his actions didn’t cease. “C'mon, baby. Don’t be shy now, tell me what you want.”
He was smirking, because he knew exactly why you couldn’t speak, but then you managed to breathily stutter out, “I want you to fuck me, Cal.” He smiled then, withdrawing his fingers from you and wrapping them around his dick, pumping himself a few times. Nervously, you reached behind your back and unclipped your bra, sliding the material away from your torso and tossing it away, Calum moaning at the sight of your exposed chest and running his hand over his cock a little more frantically than before.
He released himself then, tilting his face towards yours again and kissing your lips. You felt him line himself up with you, his tip pressed against your entrance, and the his hand grasped yours, your fingers intertwining before he finally pushed into you. He sighed contentedly, squeezing your hand while you inhaled, adjusting to the sudden addition to your body.
It wasn’t painful, not ever with Calum, but it did always take you a few seconds to adapt to his size. Only after you squeezed his hand back did he start to move a little, withdrawing his presence slightly, but then instantly thrusting back in. A hint of pleasure ignited in you, increasing as he repeated his actions.
The same seemed to be happening to Calum; with every thrust, his breathing got a little heavier, the occasional moan skipping from his lips, little mutters of “fuckfuckfuck” “Y/N, shit” “oh…babe”. You could feel the gasps building in your throat and bit down on your lip to stifle them, but then Cal buried his face in the crook of your neck again, swollen lips sucking on your sweaty skin. One of his hands raked through your hair, pushing it back, them finding it’s way to your chest and squeezing each of your breasts gently. Against your skin, he mumbled, “C'mon, what did I say baby? Don’t be shy.”
You exhaled shakily when his incredibly sexy voice said those words, and then to put them into action, he gave you a super deep thrust. Unable to contain it, you squeaked a little, tensing up and how good it felt, and he chuckled breathily, whispering, “That’s it baby. C'mon, say my name… who’s making you feel this good? Tell me, c'mon”. Then slowly, you felt his hand that was on your chest slide down between your legs again. His fingers began to rub over your clit, making your eyes screw shut in pleasure as you moaned, “Fuck, Calum” softly.
He groaned after you said that, increasing the speed of both his thrusts and repetitions over your clit. Underneath him, you were a mess, little moans starting to escape your lips more frequently now, your hips, occasionally bucking up to meet his enthusiastically. After a few minutes, you were forced to whisper, “Cal, I’m close, I’m really close” and then he sighed, continuing at the same pace, but lowering his body closer to yours and thrusting so deep and placing sloppy kisses over your collarbones until you completely lost it.
A whine slipped through your teeth as you bucked your hips up violently, your fingers starting scratch at his back as you grew more and more desperate in your need for a release. Against your neck, Calum mumbled, “C'mon then baby girl, cum for me, c'mon babe, you can let go. ”
“Fuckfuckfuck,” you moaned as your body reached its peak. Your toes and fingers were curling, your back arching up from the mattress as complete and utter euphoria crashed through your body. "Calum,“ you groaned, eyes falling shut while your mouth hung open.
As you came down from your high, Calum began to reach his. He loved watching the way you came undone for him… every time, it was enough to send him over the edge. He took advantage of your parted lips to smash his onto yours again, his tongue gliding with yours before he stopped moving inside of you, his moans turning into vibrations as he kept his lips on yours. Inside you, you felt his cock twitch slightly before you could feel his cum. He waited until he was sure he was finished to pull out (Cont.)
And when he did, he sighed, a huge grin spreading over his face. Your eyes opened as he rolled off to your side, wrapping an arm around your sweaty torso already. Gently, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your cheek, whispering in your ear, "Best. Sex. Ever.”