i raised him since he was a baby

this handsome man right here is my grandpa. he died two years ago today, july 21st, 2015. he was a very important man in my life. he taught me the values of right and wrong, he raised me since i was a baby because neither of my “perfect” parents wanted me.

i can’t explain to anyone how much i love this man and how much i miss him because he was truly an angel on earth. i need his picture to be seen, i need him to be remembered, i need everyone to know that my grandpa is unlike any other. sweet, kind, gentle – and beyond a doubt my inspiration.

i don’t particularly believe in god or think about the logic behind religion, but if this entire thing exists, i know he’s in heaven or paradise or wherever else, watching me, knowing that i spend so much of my time remembering and missing him.

sorry to make this really sad post on my blog, but i have no intention of filtering out the man i love for the sake of tumblr followers.

mr. ali akbar miah, i miss the fucking crap out of you. and i love you and my heart aches for you more and more every single day.

topaz-rabbit  asked:

You know how Mr Alan Ituriel joked about being Black Hat's dad. Okay, what if that were true, and Mr Ituriel was his dad and raised him since he was a barely sentient eldritch squid baby monster thing. How's that possible if BH is probably really fucking old. Easy Mr Ituriel would be some immortal that one day was like"yep, I'm going to raise this demon. Sounds fun." But he's the most suburban of dads ever, but never tried stifling BH's evil tendencies, he encouraged them even.

(Continued) Like Mr Ituriel has seen his son kill several men, and was just like ‘eh, kids will be kids.’ He is an immortal that gives no fucks. He is one of the few humans BH can say he’s ‘fond’ of (will never say it out loud) The one time he visited his son, because he’s a proud pop pop of his sons success and see how he’s doing because HE NEVER CALLS. So as a slight act of payback, he tells EMBARRASSING stories ‘Remember when your powers started to come in Hattie? You scared yourself silly!’

((I am torn between staying consistent with my personal theories and completely abandoning them for this great hc. So let’s just say I’m gonna be very contradictory with whatever the fuck I post, because oh man Normal Dad Alan Ituriel is a very good idea indeed.))

  • Alan, an immortal demi-human with abnormal morals who lives in the Mexican suburbs, is walking by an alleyway or something when he hears some kind of blood-curdling screech
  • naturally his first instinct is ‘oooh what the fuck is that let’s go find out.’ so he looks in a dumpster, and finds one dead-looking prostitute with some kind of Alien-franchise-esque parasite abomination thing crawling out of her chest cavity. It’s covered in blood, seems to be only made of wriggling black tentacles, and hissing.
  • “Aww, cute! Come on little guy, let’s get you cleaned up.” He kinda scoops him up with a shopping bag; he may be immortal, but fuck touching whatever fluids those are. Alan casually carries his writhing, screaming horrorterror baby home in a yellow plastic bag, and promptly throws it into the tub.
  • (Cue the insane bathtime montage where Alan locks it in the bathroom and sprays it with the showerhead until it’s clean enough to touch. BH tries to “kill” him (his hand) several times. Alan laughs.)
  • Once BH is thoroughly doused, he resembles a drenched eldritch cat, a soggy, angry bundle of wriggling flesh, multiple eyes, and gnashing teeth. He has not stopped trying to bite Alan.
  • Alan grabs him by the “scruff” and he immediately starts fighting back. He puts him in a cage until BH tires himself out from screaming and pounding at the bars. The two just stare at each other for a moment, silently regarding the other.
  • Alan sits in front of it and throws a small piece of raw meat into the cage. BH devours it in seconds. Alan unlocks the cage. BH instantly tries to attack him again. Alan puts him back in the cage. He waits a few minutes for the tantrum to end, then repeats the process.
  • eventually BH realizes he can get more food if he stays still for longer. so he stops fighting back and let’s Alan lure him closer, piece by piece. Eventually Alan has BH practically in his lap, literally eating out of the palm of his hand. With more food in him, he’s calmed down a bit. Alan smiles. Okay, this is pretty cute.
  • Only Alan would find BH eating cute tbh, it’s quite fucking disgusting how much raw meat has been spilled all over the place
  • Eventually BH is sated, becoming sleepy and much more complacent. He bites very, very weakly when Alan picks him up. Alan kind of cradles him like a baby, then pets him like a cat. The tentacles quiver. “Weird.” He thinks that means he likes it? BH falls asleep in Alan’s arms. “Cool.”
  • Fast forward a couple months, when BH exits the “larval stage.” That outer casing of tentacles is basically a cocoon, and BH eats and grows and eats and grows until he goes from small cat-sized to human-toddler sized. Then he stops fucking moving.
  • Alan freaks out thinking that he’s killed his adopted son after poking him with a stick for a day doesn’t do anything. Then, the outer casing splits open. BH re-emerges from his “pupal stage” as a fully-grown juvenile, basically a one-year old child. He looks like a miniature version of his current form, but without the dapper clothes or any teeth, and with two open eyes. Alan literally squeals and hugs him. BH tries to bite him again. Some things never change.
  • From there it’s basically like raising a baby, with a couple more eldritch aspects. BH grows twice as fast as an ordinary human. Alan dresses him in adorable baby clothes, not because he needs them, but because it makes him look “soooooo cuuuuute!!!”
  • BH’s teeth grow in, and Alan has to use metal teething rings when normal plastic doesn’t work. BH’s learns how to walk with Alan holding his hands. BH’s claws grow in and Alan files them down for him so he doesn’t hurt himself.
  • It takes about a month or so for BH to start talking. Normally he makes little eldritch blurbles that would make a human’s bones melt. Alan just repeats normal words that sound vaguely similar. Eventually BH gets the hang of it. (BH always claims that his first word was “evil”, but it’s his and Alan’s closest-kept secret that it was actually “papá”)
  • Black Hat’s powers come in during his “evil puberty.” He wakes up one morning feeling a little odd and… shimmery? It feels like his body isn’t quite there, like he’s almost floating outside of his flesh. Then he looks down, focusing on his arm. It solidifies more, feels less fuzzy. He focuses again, bringing the fuzziness back, and watches as it changes
  • Alan is kind of nervous as BH demonstrates how he can turn his arm into an actual, functioning snake. He gets even more nervous when BH starts sleep-teleporting. Alan wakes up with BH on the roof, BH in the garden, BH on the floor of his room, and BH a couple streets away. He always manages to find his son though, he just has to hurry before BH wakes up. (The first time Black Hat woke up after a sleep-teleport, he was confused and scared and started ripping dimensional holes trying to get home. Alan found him about a town over, but it had been quite the scare.)
  • Shortly after this, BH’s “edgy” phase started. (“MY NAME IS MR. WUT NOW DAD”) Alan never really tried to talk him out of it, instead just giving him the eldritch version of “The Talk.”
  • “Now I know that lately your body has been going through some… changes, and I know that might be scary. But any, uh, urges you feel are completely natural, and–” “DAD FOR FUCK’S SAKE I KNOW ALREADY, OKAY?? I’ve been murdering people for like, five months now.” “Oh, okay, if you ever need any, protection, or help hiding a body, you know you can always ask–” “GET OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM!

It’s a great relationship they have. BH moves out a couple years later to start his business, and refuses to call Alan (out of pride? probably??) Alan doesn’t let him get away that easily, and each year he makes several unannounced visits. It almost always results in some kind of one-sided yelling match between the angry Black Hat and his cheerful dad, as his horrified employees listen on…

One for me, One for baby // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: Can you do a imagine where the reader is pregnant & well chilling with him & his sister on the living room couch the readers odd pregnancy cravings go through the roof & Shawn has to go around look for stores that sell things like Sour Pouch & pickles among other odd combos & also he comes home to drop the food off & then goes back out within a few minutes to get more stuff & by the end he’s exhausted & just slips down on the couch with the two girls & it’s just funny fluff?

requested: YEppp

Authors note: I actually had so much fun writing this and I hope you guys like it oh and I know I’m a little late but this is celebrating me hitting 1000 followers!! (crazy)

“I think we should call him Y/n junior,” I smile fondly at my stomach where my 28 week old was growing. 

“Babe,” Shawn looks at me from where he was putting in a DVD for Aaliyah and I to watch on the TV. “You know he’s a dude right?” He smirks and I glare mockingly.

“I know that babe,” I joke back, my hand rubbing gentle circles on my baby bump.  “Y/n is a pretty cool name and I think that any baby would be lucky to have it,” I huff, slightly offended. “Especially our baby,”

“Definitely, because our son would love us for giving him a girls name,” He sasses me.

“Watch the attitude Shawn,” I say lowly at him. 

“I can’t believe you two are having a kid,” Aaliyah laughs from where she lays across the couch, legs chucked up on the arm rest. Shawn sends his best death glare at her. 

“What that’s supposed to mean?” He asks, tone sharp.

“It means that the both of you bicker so much when it comes to the baby,” I chuckle while Shawn just looks insulted.

“Shawn’s just jealous because I don’t want to call him Shawn junior,” I hum, Shawn letting out a cry of indignation.

“Babe we’re not calling our baby junior anything,”

“I guess that rules out Aaliyah junior,” Aaliyah and I laugh as Shawn scowls, turning to walk out the room.

“Oh wait, Shawn,” I try to turn to look over my shoulder to where he stands at the door.

“Yes Y/n,” He raises an eyebrow at me.

“Can you please get me some sour patch kids and a glass of caramel milk?” I ask, sending him an innocent glance.

“We don’t have caramel milk, I don’t even know if that’s a thing?” He questions, looking mildly confused.

“Please Shawn, I’m really hungry,” I plead, pouting my bottom lip. “Baby and I are hungry,” as soon as I add the last bit Shawn is grabbing his keys, laying a kiss on my forehead and heading out the door.

“Since he’s gone, want to go tell dad we’re calling him Y/n Junior?” Aaliyah asks, smirking at me.

“As much as I want to go do that, my sour patch kids hang in the balance and frankly I don’t think I’m willing to risk that,” I laugh, running a hand through my hair tiredly.

“Aw damn,” Aaliyah murmurs.

“Maybe next time,” I reassure, looking out the window in hope of Shawn returning in a miraculous 2 minute shopping trip.

10 minutes later however the sound of the door opening alerts as and Shawn walks in holding a bag.

“Turns out they sell caramel milk,” Shawn grins at me, placing a carton on the coffee table and chucking me the sour patch kids.

“Thanks baby,” I smile, leaning forward to kiss him, Aaliyah letting out a sound of disgust.

“I’ll never get used to seeing my brother do that,” 

Shawn chuckles at her mortified facial expression while I’m too busy opening the sour patch kids to respond.

“Babe,” I ask, a few minutes later, turning my head to look at him.

“Yes,” he trails off, eyes flicking to meet mine. 

“Can you get me some biscuits and cheese, the one in the blue packaging with the cow on the front?” I smile sheepishly.

“You are so lucky I love you,” Shawn groans getting up again .

“Can you get me some candy Shawn?” Aaliyah yells grinning at me.

“Get your own,” Shawn calls back and I laugh, hearing the door slam shut.

“He never gets me anything anymore,” Aaliyah pouts.

“I’ll see if I can bribe him next time,” I tell her and she nods, our attention back on the movie.

This time when Shawn returns, he falls back on the couch, passing me the single packet.

“Do you know how many weird looks the cashier lady gave me when I went through only buying one packet of damn biscuits with cheese?” 

“No,” I answer peeling open the wrapper.

“I’m not going again,” He mutters, chucking an arm over my shoulder.

“Next time buy two, one for me, one for baby,”

Aaliyah chokes back a laugh.

We sit there in a comfortable silence while I eat my food, the TV providing a faint background noise.

“Hey Shawn,” I test the waters softly. 

“What,” He asks suspiciously

“Can you get me like, one of those tubs of tomatoes?”

“Get away from me,”

Baby Wayne - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary : Reader has to tell Bruce she’s pregnant, and she doesn’t know how…

I feel like I’m just gonna write a serie of “characters’ babies”, where the reader has to tell their significant other they’re pregnant…So, boom for the Bat (and here the one I wrote for Captain America). 

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)


You had been staring at the pregnancy test for the past three hours, not knowing what to do. Two lines. Positive. Fuck. You forgot about the time you missed ONE pill, ONE time…Your guts were churning, and you were extremely stressed and scared for three reasons.

Firstly, Bruce was quite older than you, he might not feel fit to raise a child now.  

Secondly, you already had four boys. When you started seriously dating Bruce, he already had Dick and Jason in his house, and you adopted them without hesitation. Then Tim came in your life, and just naturally became your son as well. And finally, Talia Al’Ghul dropped Damian…She did so almost seven years ago, and you were now whom he considered his mother. 

Thirdly, and lastly, you and Bruce NEVER talked about having children of your own. You felt like you had a tacit understanding between you two that a baby just didn’t had its place in your life…

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Sick Babygirl - pt.2

Genre: a smidgen of fluff and s m u t

Length: about 1,500 words

Kinks: dd/lg, choking, brat taming, predator/prey play

Originally posted by magiccastles

Jaebum had been taking care of you all week; bring you everything you needed or wanted, leaving practice early just to check up on you, and so much more.

You looked up at him, softly pouting as you made eye contact. “Daddy…” His petname rolling off your tongue and escaping your mouth like a sweet, peaceful song.

A bright smile appeared on his face, his cheeks turning a bright pink- just like they always did when you called him that during the moments alone you two had together. “Yes princess?” He asked in reply, gently caressing your face.

“You seem really tired. Are you sure I’m not being a bother?” You asked curiously, cuddling into the palm of his large hand, “I feel so annoying. You’re doing so much for me..”

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The Wedding Party

Summary: [Y/N] and James barely get to spend any real time together, which makes them needier for one another. During the wedding party, they take things a little too far.

Pairing: James Buchanan Barnes x Reader

Words: 5406

Warnings: some epic 18+ smut, swearing, and more of that good stuff.

A/N: Hope you like it! Please let me know. This story is part 2 of “The Rise And Fall” (a Bucky Barnes x Reader) series. See the masterlist for more context and a link to the other stories related to this series.

Originally posted by buckynsebimagines

A soft puff of air swept passed her, and in doing so raised her beige-brown dress. She quickly placed her hands on her legs to stop the dress from revealing too much skin while the gentle spring wind crawled all over her body. She took delight in the cool caress. With a content sigh she looked around the wedding party, and noticed some of the leftover plates on one of the empty dining tables. Most people were standing in groups and lively chatting with one another while others were all smiles on the dance floor. Her cousin’s wedding ceremony had been beautiful, even if it was exhausting under such high temperatures. [Y/N] stacked the plates on top of another and placed all the used cutlery on the top plate. The newlyweds were seated on a small raised structure, right in the middle of the rectangular garden, so their love would be the central focus. And it was. It was beautiful. The whole community had come together to make their dreams come true. [Y/N] thought that her cousin might have been a bit on the young side to get hitched already, it might have had to do with the fact that they were the same age, but [Y/N] knew that somewhere down the line she would like to make the same commitment with James. She loved him after all. He was sweet on her and it showed in the way he talked to her, the efforts he made for her and the way he took care of her. She just never heard him say those words, not yet. She had not exactly said them either, but it was implied. She supported him, she listened to his troubles, she comforted him when he needed it, and she let him do unspeakable things to her. He knew she loved him, she was certain of it.

“Sis, I think your fella just showed up.” [Y/N]’s brother motioned to the front of the building, as he entered the garden, and she quickly handed him the dirty plates. “Now what am I supposed to do with these?” He grumbled to himself, after she speeded away.

“There you are!” [Y/N] ran towards him while he was fixing his hair in the window of his car. He turned around and was about to respond, but she already attacked him with a tight embrace.

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sheyda  asked:

How about bts react to you getting upset because they were around other girls ?

I hate to admit it but I’m a pretty jealous girl myself. 

BTS: Reaction to you getting jealous 

♥Jin: At first he was confused. Girls? But as you started to describe what you saw after 3 minutes of yelling gibberish, he started to get defensive. Those girls were nothing to him except work. He frowned at you and crossed his arms.

“Babe do you not trust me?” He scoffed in disbelief when you looked away, ashamed. “What kind of guy do you take me for?”

♥Yoongi: He scrunched his nose and tried to cover his ears without making it obvious. He hated your yelling. He didn’t like being in trouble, especially for something he couldn’t help. 

”I didn’t want to be around them… Baby, it’s for work… Aish…” he’d shut you up with a kiss and a quick squeeze on the ass. “Yeah yeah stop your yelling.” He tried to get out of it, and as always, you were buying it. “I love you, let’s go lay down…”

♥Namjoon: He was very understanding when it came to you getting upset over certain things. So when you explained things, you weren’t so mad at him since he was so calm. But this time he made a mistake by telling you that you were overreacting. You raised your voice and he instantly thought of a way to calm you down.

He grabbed onto your hips and pulled you closer, rubbing them gently and slowly getting you to sit on his lap. He smiled and fixed your hair, noticing how your voice got calm once again.

 “It was just a party with my friends… Baby girl are you mad at me? How cute…”

♥Hoseok: He wouldn’t be able to stop his smiling. He knew how much you loved him and he felt the exact same way. “Are you jealous?” He bit his lip gently and watched your facial expressions. You went from angry to embarrassed and unsure. 

“That’s not the point.” You defended yourself.

“Ohh I think it is.” He stared at you with dangerous eyes and a small but noticeable lip bite. “How about I make it up to you yeah?”

♥Jimin: He’d pout because he doesn’t like being scolded, especially by you. He hated thinking that he made you upset.

“Those girls? They’re our stylists baby…” He played with your hands and stared at them intently. He wanted to get your mind off those girls, so he started to speak to make you flustered. “I think it’s getting to be a great time to get married huh? What size ring do you wear?” 

His words caught you so off guard that you started to cry and kiss him repeatedly until you both fell onto the floor.

♥Taehyung: He would try to get out of trouble with compliments. He knew how easily flustered you would get. “You know you’re cute when you’re mad… Your cheeks turn red and your pretty eyes get big… Did I mention your eyes are my favorite color?”

“They’re just (e/c)…” You mumbled while covering your red cheeks and fidgeting.

“They’re part of you though.”

♥Jungkook: He’d listen to your scolding with a cocky smile the whole time. He leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed and legs widely spread to show off his stuff in those tight ass jeans.

“Jeon wipe that cocky ass smirk off your face right now.”

“Why? It seems to get you all hot and bothered when I make this face.” He patted his lap. “Come, I’ll fix that for you baby.”  

Trying Something New (Smut)


Request: Can u do a kinky Shawn smut??? Thanks!!

Word Count: 1,663

Trying Something New

From Favourite boy toy: Hey babe, just letting you know, I land at 5 today. Can’t wait to see you.

To favourite boy toy: Yay, I miss you so much. Mine or your place then?

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Newcomers Pt 14

Pt 14

“What?!” Hesky shouted waking the baby so he had to pick him up and try and soothe him “What did you just say?” he said quieter to Cathy over the vidcom.

“The Gal are our cousins, genetically of course but you get it”

“Yeah I get it but what was that other bit about a symbiont?”

She showed him hers on the back of her neck “They’re awesome, I’ve never felt better since I had it, I’m faster, stronger more aware and….well I’m more….toned”

“Oh?” Hesky said raising an eyebrow and looking at her chest “And you are not just being forced to say this like they are taking over?”

“No they are separate minds, in fact the symbiont doesn’t have any sense of self awareness, it’s like a gland or another organ”

Hesky was still not convinced “Look, I’ve been called the crazy one in this relationship more than my fair share of times but I think you may have taken the cake”

“Talk to Dr Cassion he can put your worries to rest”

“I thought he was down on the planet?” Hesky asked.

“He is a plot device he will go where the writer needs him to go”

“Well that’s just plain lazy writing”

Hesky took Depit with him and headed to the medbay, word of the Gal’s genetic compatibility with them had spread like wildfire and was greeted with excitement. The Gal were shocked at how the Humans who had been originally rather suspicious of them and even fought battles in the past were now greeting them like old family and inviting them to visit Terra itself.

Hesky turned a corner and discovered something to his surprise and annoyance.

“Major Stabby now?” he said and the roomba made a chimed noise at the sound of it’s name and Hesky saluted it and walked on by. “Bloody thing will be running the whole fleet soon” he grumbled.

The door to the medbay opened as he approached and he found Dr Cassion there looking through a microscope

“Dr Cassion?”

Cassion looked up form his work and moaned to himself “If your here that means I have to explain something”

“Well that is kind of your role in this” Hesky said coming in.

“Fine fine, sit over there”

Hesky took a seat and Cassion pushed himself away on his chair from his desk but overshot where Hesky was sitting and hit the wall.

“Whoops, don’t worry I’m coming back” he said using his feet to pull his chair along and in front of Hesky.

“Well, it’s about these symbionts”

“They are not brain worms like from that old film” Cassion interrupted.

“That thought had crossed my mind”

“Well they do not have the mental capabilities for that and I would know I’ve dissected about a dozen of them”

“The Gal are okay with you doing that?” Hesky said surprised.

“They gave them to me for that reason”

At that moment a Gal appeared from behind a curtain holding a small beaker full of some black liquid. “Where do you want me to put this?” he signed to Carssion.

“Oh put it on my desk, don’t go anywhere you can help me explain some things to this idiot”

“I am sitting right here”

“But you are holding a baby so I’m pretty sure I can either take you and/or outrun you”

“How can I help?” signed the Gal

“He is scared of the symbiont” Cassion said

“I am not scared of them just…concerned” Hesky protested.

“Wait a minute” the Gal signed approaching Hesky “Are you not the one that ate one of us on Remur?”

Hesky’s eyes widened “Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm….you can’t prove that”

The Gal made a noise that sounded like gargling, this was how the Gal laughed and it made the same actions of holding it’s body like a Human would when they laughed.

“Oh you bastard” Hesky said.

“So back  to the symbiont” Cassion said holding a small jar “Do you want it or not?”

Hesky looked at him and at the Gal who regarded him and smiled “Yeah go on I’ll give it a go”

“Marvellous” Cassion said unscrewing the jar and looking inside “Where’d it go?”


“It’s gone, this jar is full of tuna, oh fuck I think I had it for breakfast”

The Gal shot a look at him as if shocked by this.

“I’m kidding! This jar is empty I don’t know where it is”

Just then a Gal symbiont came running across the floor and the door to the medbay opened.

“Oh no” Cassion said seeing Major Stabby appear, it’s scanners detecting what it thought to be a harmful parasite and began hunting the symbiont.

It became a race as to who could grab it first.

“Gal grab it!” shouted Cassion who ran to try and bar Stabby’s path but ended up getting stabbed for his trouble, he fell tot he floor holding his left foot.

“I got it!” Hesky shouted stamping his foot down but the symbiont darted under a bed, the Gal then extended one of it’s tentacles underneath to get but abruptly withdrew it.

“It bit me” it signed.

“Those things have teeth!” Hesky shouted.

All the while Depit was still in his father’s arms was laughing and enjoying all the commotion.

“Stop Stabby, if he gets it he will kill it and I can’t afford to loose another one” Cassion shouted.

“He won’t listen to me he outranks me” Hesky shouted back, then Stabby made a turn towards the Gal who leapt up onto the wall and out of it’s reach.

“Get down form there and help us you fishy bastard!” Hesky shouted.

“No way that thing is armed” it signed.

“Then hold him” Hesky handed the Gal, Depit who was held by the Gal’s remaining tentacles.

“Here I got him” Hesky grabbed Stabby but forgot he was magnetized to the floor “Oh no” he muttered before a burst of speed dragged Hesky across the room and into a cabinet making it fall on him. “Whoever had the bright idea to equip him with power motors can now be considered a idiot”

“You two would get on grand then” Cassion laughed and Hesky threw one of the fallen cabinets contents at him.

The door opened once more and everyone froze, Stabby had called reinforcements. The medbay became flooded with roomba’s some of which were larger and equipped with servo arms to right fallen furniture, Heksy then saw the symbiont trying to climb the wall with Stabby and three other roombas below it, one with arms reaching for it.

“Oh shit” he said getting to his feet, trying and failing not to fall over the roombas which now carpeted the floor, he leapt reaching for the symbiont who then sensed his presence and seeing it’s route of survival leapt at him to. The two met in mid air of which the symbiont wrapped it’s tentacles around Hesky’s arms and ran over his body and latched itself to the nape of the neck. Hesky screamed at the sudden impact of the symbionts teeth but it went an instant later as the symbiont injected pain killers.

Then in a single instant all the roombas stopped, scanned the area now seeing now sign of the symbiont, they left the medbay and the larger ones finished righting the overturned furniture. Stabby left last and played a tune which supposed to a response to the crew thanking him for cleaning the room.

The Gal slowly made it’s way off the wall and stood next to the two Humans who were panting. “You know, you would save yourselves a lot of trouble if you took the knife off that thing” Cassion and Hesky looked at him.

“Just give me my son dip shit” Hesky said taking Depit form him.

“Your spawn is cute” the Gal signed

“Child, it’s called a child and yes he is”

“He clearly takes after the mother” Cassion said moving away and Hesky swung his arm to slap him over the head but missed.

“Well thank you Doctor” Hesky said going to leave.

“Oh I’m not really a doctor, I am just a plot device to be used to explain things and bring the occasional comedy, like you were at first”

“Will you stop breaking the fourth wall!”


Money Well Spent.

Request - Could you maybe do a SUPER fluffy Happy/Pregnant!Reader one with Happy being super protective and all around involved with the pregnancy to the point the guys want to hit him if he tries to show off his Old Lady’s belly pics ONE MORE TIME??? Kozik being godfather and crying/threatening lives would also be awesome (though I know this is a LOT)

I’ve never been pregnant so I apologise if I got anything wrong, and for it being so short. I also included the baby being born but I can always rewrite it if you don’t like it! - Red_w00dy xoxo


Groaning as you climbed out of the car, you slowly made your way towards the clubhouse with one hand pressed against your aching back and the other resting on your swollen stomach. You were eight and half months pregnant with your first child and were calling in to see your Old Man, Happy, on your way home from the hospital. Much to your surprise, Happy had been more involved with the pregnancy than you’d expected. You’d assumed he’d take a laid back approach to the whole situation but you couldn’t have been more wrong. He came to all your scans with you, spent all his free time decorating the baby’s nursery in anticipation of its arrival and constantly went out of his way to make sure you were comfortable. You couldn’t ask for anything more, he’d been perfect ever since the pair of you had found out you were expecting.

“Y/N, what are you doing? Come on, let’s get you sat down!” Kozik exclaimed when you entered the building, rushing to escort you over to the couch where Gemma and Tara were sat deep in conversation.

“I can’t wait to get this baby out of me, I don’t think I’ve ever been this tired in my entire life” You yawned, relaxing into the soft leather and smiling at Gemma who had began to run her hand over your large stomach.

“I can’t wait either, I’m so excited to meet my godson for the first time” Kozik grinned, perching himself on the edge of the pool table. Ever since you and Happy had asked him, he’d made it his mission to be the best godfather he could be.

“What makes you think it’s going to be a boy, Blondie? For all you know it could be a girl” You enquired, raising an eyebrow at your husband’s best friend and smiling when you felt your baby kick inside of you.

“I have to agree with Kozik, Y/N, you’re definitely having a boy. I’m even willing to bet money on it” Gemma interjected before Kozik could reply, dropping a ten dollar bill on the table as Tara and Kozik did the same.

“You’re all gonna be shit out of luck when I give birth to a beautiful little girl then, aren’t you?” You smirked, adding to the small pile of notes in front of you. Happy would kill you if he found out you were betting on the sex of your unborn child again.

You continued to argue about the baby’s gender for another hour, maintaining that you were going to be having a girl, not a boy. The conversation soon turned to Happy becoming a father, the other two women coming to the conclusion the baby had no hope of being normal with Happy as the child’s father and Kozik as it’s godfather. You pointed out that Abel was fine despite having grown up around Happy and Tig of all people. Tara simply replied that they had only ever left Abel alone with Tig once, and had decided never to do it again after Abel had returned home wanting to grow up to have as many girlfriends as his Uncle Tig had. You made a mental note not to leave the baby with Tig when it was born, deciding that having Kozik for a godfather would be enough craziness for the child.

“All I’m saying is that I’ve already seen the pictures today, Hap. I didn’t mean any offence by it” Juice rolled his eyes as the guys entered the room, referring to the maternity shots that Happy liked to carry around everywhere with him.

“You saying my girl isn’t beautiful or something, Ortiz?” Happy growled, clutching a photograph in his hand and blissfully unaware of the fact you were stifling your laughter in the corner.

“She’s stunning, hottest pregnant chick I’ve ever seen!” Juice stuttered, backing away from the Tacoma Killer with a fearful look in his eyes. “I just mean you could show someone else instead, maybe someone that hasn’t seen them a million times”

“Good luck with that, Juicy,” You laughed from where you sat, attracting the attention of the members of the MC. “He’s shown them to everyone, including the mailman, the guy that came to fix the boiler, the old lady that asked to borrow some sugar…”

“Why do I not find that hard to believe? You should have seen Romeo’s face earlier, I thought he was going to shoot himself when Hap started telling him about your birth plan” Jax chuckled, the guys seating themselves in various chairs around the room.

“You told a guy you barely know about me giving birth? What were you thinking?” You scolded, motioning for Opie and Bobby to pull you out of your seat so you could storm over to where Happy leaned against the bar.

“Thanks a lot, brother,” Happy muttered under his breath, moving to rest his hands on your bump when you finally reached him. “All I said is that we weren’t having an epidural if we could help it”

“And you think that’s something you say to someone that you’ve met on a handful of occasions? You’re ridiculous, Happy Lowman” You shook your head in disbelief at your man’s actions, covering his calloused hands with your considerably smaller ones on your pregnant stomach.

You both fell silent when Kozik mentioned the bet behind you, your face indicating your embarrassment as Happy shot you an amused look. All the guys voiced their own opinions of what you were going to be having whilst adding ten dollar bills to the pile. Bobby, Juice, Opie, Jax and Clay agreed with Gemma, Tara and Kozik that you were going to have a boy, leaving Chibs, Rat, Tig, Phil and Piney to support your firm opinion that it was going to be a girl - a little SAMCRO princess as Tig had expertly put it.

“It can’t be a girl,” Kozik frowned, directing everyone’s attention to where he was standing. “I don’t want to spend my final years chasing guys away with Happy. They’re called the golden years for a reason”

“Tough shit, ” Happy growled, resting his hands on your hips when you turned around to face the rest of the room. “If it is a girl, all of you better be prepared to scare any potential boyfriends away”

“Happy, we’ve talked about this” You sighed, resting your head against his chest and allowing your eyes to flutter shut, feeling his lips press softly against your forehead.

“I don’t care, babe. She’s never going to have a boyfriend, not if I have anything to do with it” He replied gruffly, tracing circles into your hips as you fought back the urge to sigh at his behaviour.

“Our daughter will be allowed to date whoev-” You snapped before a sharp pain in your stomach cut your sentence short, followed by a damp feeling in your underwear and water trickling down your legs.

“Babe, what is it?” Happy quizzed frantically, moving to stand in front of you and stare down at the floor where a puddle of water had began to form on the ground by your feet.

“Hap, my waters have just broken” You breathed, his eyes widening as Gemma immediately took control of the situation. She sent Happy to go grab the bag from his dormitory, threw her car keys to Kozik so he could drive and beckoned Tara to come help her lead you outside.

“Oh fuck, what are we supposed to do?” Kozik panicked, helping you into the back of the car with Tara as Happy jogged across the lot. “Happy, do you have everything? You got your toothbrush? Y/N’s toothbrush? The baby’s toothbrush? Wait, the baby won’t have teeth… will it?”

“Kozik, just shut the fuck up and drive me to the fucking hospital already!” You screamed when another wave of searing pain coursed through you, causing you to grip Happy’s hand in an attempt to block out the pain.


Nine hours later you found yourself gazing fondly at the baby girl in your arms, Happy perched on the edge of the mattress with his arm draped around your shoulders whilst smiling down at your newborn daughter. Tufts of black hair poked out from underneath the little pink hat she wore, her big brown eyes that resembled Happy’s so much staring up at you both. You couldn’t fight the overwhelming amount of love you felt for the newborn. You looked up to meet Happy’s gaze, nodding at him to signal that you were ready for him to bring in the MC that you knew were waiting outside the room.

“Guys,” Happy grinned when they entered, waiting until they had all come in before he spoke again. “I’d like you to meet the newest member of the family - Isabella Sofia Lowman”

“That’s a beautiful name” Tara commented, both her and Gemma pushing through the crowd of men to stand next to you and look down at the baby in your arms.

“We named her after Happy’s Mom and my Aunt Sofia” You informed them, nodding your head towards Kozik to come forwards so that he could meet his goddaughter.

“I don’t want to drop her,” The blonde fretted when you handed her to him, stray tears falling down his cheeks when he caught sight of her properly. “She’s gorgeous. Hey Hap, we’re going to have trouble keeping the guys away from this one”

“You’re telling me, I’m going to have to send her to an all-girl’s boarding school or something” Your husband joked, moving to stand at his best friend’s side and gently brush his hand across Isabella’s cheek, Kozik rocking her gently in his arms.

“Oi Kozik,” You said after a couple of minutes, blue meeting brown as he raised his head to look at you. “You owe me ten bucks”

“Best ten bucks I ever spent”

Originally posted by lowmans

Originally posted by soaronmywings


Life was hard for young Maul. Any show of hesitation or a mistake was severely punished, and any hint of mercy rewarded with cruelty.

William Nylander - Family Weddings

Team: Toronto Maple Leafs

Requested: Yes: Can you do a Tyler Seguin or William nylander one!? Something like they accidentally make you feel insecure, maybe they say something to upset you or whatever and he doesnt think anything of it but it upsets you and you go all how quiet and stuff like that but he doesnt realise it and it takes one of the other boys to point it out to them. Please, if you dont mind babe ❤

Edited: Yes

Word count: 883

Summary: He says something to upset you and one of his teammates points it out to him

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a what? - miniminter imagine

Originally posted by wroetotrash

i was so so so excited to write this! thankyou for the request! also guys, i’m 2 followers away from 1000!!

requested; yes

word count; 522 words

warnings; swearing, its natural

pairing; simon x reader

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Fighting With Daddy

Text: From Nina

Hey girl did you see what was on the news today?! It’s all over social media as well!!

I sigh and roll over in my bed trying to ignore my phone ringing. It’s Monday and thankfully I have a vacation from work this week. I don’t do shit anyway but model bra’s. A job that Namjoon hates but hey he raps and I pose. I hear my phone going off yet again and I finally decide to get up and check to see if something is up. I groan getting up from my bed and going down stairs to the front room sitting on my couch turning the TV on. My phone in my hand as I sit down on the couch. I pout combing my mess of hair out with my hands. I don’t see anything on the news that seems to be interesting so I go upstairs putting on a cut off black shirt and light blue short shorts that show my ass cheeks a bit. I put on long socks that are black and white and go up to over my knees. I go into the bathroom fixing my face. Namjoon is suppose to be over later today but we decided to stay in the house. But who says I can’t be sexy for him without going out? It’s been month’s since he’s last been to LA and I do miss him dearly. And the fact that he’s not staying long just makes my heart crumple.

I go back down stairs and sit back on the couch pulling my phone from the table calling my girl back.

“Hello?” She answers sounding a bit upset.

“What’s wrong Nina? You said that something was on the news and you kept blowing me up.” I say getting up to go into the kitchen fixing myself some cereal. I sit on the bar turning the TV on in there as well and she sighs.

“Well I know that you were excited to see Namjoon come home to you today. But I saw some photos of him at Warren G. studio. He had his arms around this girl’s waste —-.” She says and I laugh loudly eating some of my cereal.

“Yeah so what? Mmmmm good cereal. He hangs with girls and I am ok with that. And it’s jsut a picture.” I say stuffing my mouth with more captain crunch.

“No baby.. His hand is low like how he hugs you.. Now I’m not suggesting that you be mad at him or anything but maybe you want to talk to him? I have to go I’m at work right now. But I will send you the pictures ok?”

“Ok..” I say softly hanging up the phone.

She sends the pictures to me and my mouth drops open. I almost drop my bowl to the ground and I have to put it down looking at the picture with rage. I zoom in on his hand and I feel my anger rising more. Then I see more pictures of him and her and I growl putting my phone down. More like throwing it down. How dare he!? He barely takes pictures with me and when he does he tells me not to post them! But here she is and what? He can just take pictures now?!

I go upstairs and pace around in my bedroom. I look around at the walls that we painted together. The blue and black walls so pretty with our names and hand prints on them just for fun. I sigh and sit on my bed putting my head in my hands as I hear the door open. I get up and go down stairs peeking around at a Namjoon who has his back turned. I sneak into the kitchen and I wash out the bowl my hands shaking with rage as I dry it.

“— I’m home.” Monster says coming into the kitchen I brace my hands against the sink biting on my bottom lip trying not to blow up on him. He comes up behind me trying to hug me and I move from him taking his hands from away from me but I don’t look at him.

“Did you have fun today and yesterday?” I ask him going to the kitchen closet looking into it wanting to throw the rice at him.

“Yeah.. It was an amazing couple of days. I feel so lucky.” He says laughing softly.

“I bet you do. I bet it was.” I say bitterly holding onto the doorknob not realizing how tight I’m holding it.

“Jagiya.. Is everything ok??” He asks me with a worried tone grabbing at my shorts and I sigh slapping his hand from me.

“Whoa whoa what’s going on here. —.. —!” He yells my name and I jump turning around to look at him. His eyebrows are furrowed as his neck veins pop out a bit due to him having an frustrated look on his face.

“Why don’t you fucking tell me?!” I ask pushing him and he approaches me a bit his height shaking me to the core but I’ll be damned to tell him that.

“I don’t even know what the hell your talking about. I just got here and already you wanna pick a fucking fight? What did I do this time??” He asks and I cross my arms over my chest looking up at him.

“THIS TIME?!? THIS TIME?!?! AS IF ALL THE OTHER TIMES ARE MY FAULT?!” I yell at him and he backs up a bit anger rising in his smooth features. He takes his mask off as well as his glasses and I just realize what he’s wearing. A black tank top revealing those dangerous muscles and black skinny jeans that he is sagging in a bit. I look off that color on him having a effect on me but I’m not letting him off that easy. His black beanie hugs his head tightly. He licks his lips leaning against the counter looking down at me.

“No no. It’s not your fault ALL the time. BUT BUT YOU DO IN FACT START HALF OF THE ARGUMENTS! SO I’M FUCKING ASKING YOU SINCE YOUR YELLING WHAT DID I DO NOW?!?” He yells his face turning red.

“WHY DON’T YOU FUCKING GO ASK THE GIRL WHO YOU WAS CAUGHT HUGGING!” I scream turning around hitting the stove. I hear a scoff and a hand grabs my wrist turning me around looking down at me.

“THAT’S WHY YOUR YELLING?!? A FUCKING PICTURE?! A GODDAMN PICTURE?!” He asks and I try to walk away from him but he grabs me again turning me back around. He’s made it obvious he’s not letting this one go.




“IF YOU TRUSTED ME YOU WOULDLN’T FUCKING CARE HOW I HELD HER, HOW I LOOKED AT HER!” He says backing away from me turning around and throwing his beanie off revealing those perfect blonde locks.

“You don’t know how hard it is! I have to sit at home EVERYDAY! SEEING ALL THESE GIRLS AROUND YOU WANTING YOU CRAVING YOU AND HERE I AM THE WORLD KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT ME AND AND!” I say stopping myself as tears start to fill my eyes and he turns around looking as if I slapped him.

“DON’T YOU FUCKING CRY! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SAID LETS WAIT TO GO PUBLIC! THAT WAS ALL YOU! I ASKED. I FUCKING BEGGED AND YOU REASONED WITH THE FANS. THOSE SAME DAMN FANS LIKE THE ONE I GAVE A HUG TO YESTERDAY! AND THEN YOU COME AT ME LIKE THIS?! I TRY TO GIVE YOU EVERYTHING! I’M IN KOREA BUSTING MY ASS FOR YOU! GRINDING FOR YOU. FOR US! HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL!? WHEN YOU DO TAKE PICS WITH GUYS OR GIRLS IN JUST THEIR UNDERWEAR NOT SHOWING ANYTHING WITH THEIR HANDS ALL OVER YOU?!? ONLY I SHOULD BE ALOUD TO TOUCH YOU LIKE THAT! AND YET. YOU GET MAD ME BECAUSE I GRABBED HER like this?!” He ask resting his hand on the small of my back. I didn’t even notice him approaching me until he had his hand on me. I look up at him my heart beating fast from the way he’s staring at me. I can’t even look at him in the eyes. He sighs heavily wrapping both arms around my waist and grabbing my ass. I moan putting my hands on his chest trying to act like I’m not all that affected by what he’s doing to me. He raises his hand up to grab my chin making me look at him in his eyes. He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip and I part them for him.

“Daddy is so disappointed in you baby girl.” He says. I open my mouth to say I was sorry since guilt washed in that he was indeed right. But as soon as I try to say something he puts his finger to my lips silencing me.

“I don’t wanna hear you speak right now. Daddy is here now and it’s time for me to put you back in your place.” He says deeply. I groan as he backs from me grabbing my hand pulling me behind him upstairs. Each step is slow and I feel my heart hammer harder in my chest almost drumming in my ears.

When we get upstairs we go into my room and he shuts the door locking it. He lets my hand go and looks down at me. His eyes rake over my body and he licks his lips slowly. He walks behind me wrapping his arms around my waist pressing himself flush against me. He sweeps my hair to the side kissing my ear before he whispers in my ear.

“What does daddy expect from you when he gets home?” He asks sucking at my weak spot on my neck. I moan and he pinches my thigh hard bruising the skin.

“O-on the bed. On my hands and knees.” I say and he lets me go. I look up at him and he nods his head slowly. I walk over to the bed about to get on it but Namjoon stops me.

“As much as I like that outfit I want you to take off the shirt and shorts. Leave your socks on.” He says. I nod my head turning around to him looking down as I reach for my shirt my skin heating.

“Look at me when I do it. No my eyes jagiya.” He says softly but I can hear his dominance in the tone as well.

I sigh and I look at him holding eye contact my heart beating triplets as I take my shirt off still staring at him. I trail my hands down to the button on my shorts as he releases a deep sigh and I can see him poking through his pants. I try to keep his eye contact but my hands keep slipping because I’m already sweating so much. I look down at my shorts and I whine when he says my name in a threatening tone. I look up at him shaking my head.

“I-I can’t do it daddy. Please help me.” I say and he gives me a tiny smirk before he comes up to me. He pulls me to him roughly his hands hook around the front of my shorts.

He undoes my button as his brown eyes stare deep into my soul and he unzips it slowly making me release a gasp as he fingers brush over my panties. He drops to his knees slowly still keeping eye contact with me as he pulls my shorts all the way off and takes my feet out of them placing them beside us next to my shirt. He kisses up my body kissing my pussy through my panties and I finally have to break eye contact to keep myself from cumming.

“Do you know what you do to daddy?” He asks me licking my bottom lip but before I can even try to kiss him he moves back shaking his head and I whine.

“You were so mean to daddy. I don’t think I should have mercy on you. What do you think?” He asks me grabbing hard on my lace black panties. I squeal softly looking up at him.

“No mercy daddy.” I say softly.

He throws me on the bed hoovering over me grabbing my lips in a rough heated kiss. He pushes his hand against my throat choking me a bit as the kiss depends. He makes me drop my jaw with his thumb and he slips his tongue into my mouth quickly stating dominance. He grinds down into me, my legs wrapping around his waist as I grind back up. He sucks at my tongue slow and deliberately trying to make it to where I need breath. He flicks his tongue over the rough off my mouth tracing the ridges. He licks over my teeth and bites my tongue before he pulls back our spit connecting our lips still.

He releases my throat looking down at me as he takes off his tank top throwing it to the ground revealing those nice smooth abs that every girl wants to see. He sits on the bed and pats his knee. I groan climbing to him and he places me over his left knee his hand groping and grabbing my ass. I bite into the covers with anticipation.

He brings his hand down roughly against my skin spanking me repeatedly. I feel the multiple stings on my ass cheeks as he continues to whoop me. He stops after a few minutes sliding my panties to the side pushing a finger deep inside of me.

“Don’t you dare moan yet or I will stop.” He says brushing his finger against my spot. I jerk forward a cry leaving my lips and he smacks my ass slamming me on my back looking at me.

“H-How can I not m-moan and your fucking with my spot!” I yell and he softens up a bit pulling me to his lap. I straddle his waist as I look down at him.

He pushes his finger into my mouth and I moan around the digit tasting myself. He unclips my bra with one hand pulling it from me and throwing it on the ground. He fixes me to where I’m on his knee and he removes his finger as he sucks at my neck again leaving more hickeys.

“Ride my knee baby.” He says softly.

I nod my head starting to grind my pussy against his knee as he cups my breast with his hands kissing and licking on them. I throw my head back in pleasure moans leaving my lips back to back as he closes his mouth around my left nipple first flicking that skilled tongue against the bud. He pulls on it with his teeth as well as nibble on it as his other hand plays and teases my free nipple. I grind harder against his knee feeling my wetness leak out but I don’t care at this point I just want him to fuck me. He releases my left nipple trailing kisses to my right one and repeating the same process. One of his hands slide up and down my spine as he sucks harder on my breast making me release more moans and shake under him.

He lets my nipple go placing me back on my back as he kisses down my body. He spreads my legs wide his eyes looking at the socks that reach up to my knees.

“Your so fucking sexy like this. I think it’s my turn to take my own photo’s of you for my collection.” I watch in horror as he pulls his touch screen out taking pictures of my naked body. I try to cover my breast and he looks down at me with warning. I whine raising my arms above my head letting him take more pics of me. He rolls me over placing my head down and my ass in the air taking more pictures of me as he slaps and kneads my ass.

He slides me back on my back placing his phone besides me as he shreds the panties off my body. I watch him lean down his head inches from my pussy as he looks up at me. He slides his tongue up and down my slit slowly and I grab the sheets looking down at him. He flicks his tongue against my clit repeatedly sucking on it. He nibbles on it and I hear him taking off his own pants and boxers. He slides his tongue inside my pussy and I moan his name loudly my hands finding themselves threading in his soft hair. He moans sticking his tongue deeper inside of me making my eyes roll back as he touches my spot softly with his tongue.

“D-daddy! H-haa! I-I’m so s-sorry!” I whine my eyes rolling back as he continues to eat out at my insides. He hums using his thumb to play with my clit as the other hand holds my waist down to keep me from squirming. He pulls back looking down at me a wicked grin on his lips as he leans over kissing me more. He pulls back after a bit his hands slowly drawing patterns on my thighs.

“If your sorry prove it. Use your mouth.” He says standing up and I see his angry red member. I sigh and he laughs at my expression beckoning me with his hand.

“All of it can fit in your mouth if you breathe through your nose.” I roll my eyes at him crawling over to face his leaking member.

I dart my tongue out licking away the precum. I look up at him and he’s biting his lips hard. I slide my mouth over his tip sucking harshly on it flicking my tongue though his slit. He throws his head back in pleasure as I take more of him in my mouth breathing through my nose. He hits the back of my throat and I let him rest there taking him in fully once before I pull back. He shivers as the cold air hits his flesh making me smirk a bit before I go back to sucking him off.

He laces his fingers in my hair snapping his hips into my mouth. He starts fucking my throat and I let him as I hollow my cheeks flicking my tongue against his veins. He goes faster fucking my throat raw. I groan humming around his length sending vibrations through him making him moan my name slowly. I feel him pulsate in my mouth repeatedly. I look up at him and he smirks down at me pushing himself back down my throat and it takes everything I have not to gag or choke. I swallow around him once and he cums in my mouth shooting his load down my throat. I groan swallowing it all as I pull off of his length slowly making sure I get up everything.

Namjoon walks into the closet and comes back with a clear butt plug. I whine and look off not wanting that thing no where near me. He sucks on it climbing on the bed pushing me on my back. He spreads my legs wide sliding it out of his mouth and pushing it slowly into my ass. I claw at the sheets looking up at him as he pushes it inch by inch inside of me. He holds my legs open for a bit just admiring the thing inside of me before he pulls on it making me whine softly.

He hooks his arms under my legs sliding his length up and down my slit biting my jaw. He groans softly poking at my entrance. He pushes in a bit. And pulls out. Pushes in a bit and pulls out getting me just the right amount of frustrated. He finally kisses me as he pushes all off his length inside my tight pussy one hand back at my throat as the other one holds my waist steady. He buries himself fully inside of me nibbling on my bottom lip before he lets go looking down at me. He pulls out and pushes his length slowly back into me. I place my legs around his waist trapping him close to my body. He groans grabbing my neck tighter before he starts to slowly thrust into me repeatedly. He slides me up until my head is hanging over the side of the bed he places both hands on opposites sides of my head holding the sides of the mattress burying his face in my neck as he pounds deeper and harder into my dripping pussy.

“GOD NAMJOON!” I cry digging my nails into his back tracing them up and down his back as he continues to slowly pound into me. My legs spread wide pressed against the mattress as he slides deeper into my pussy and I bite into his shoulder my voice shaking with pleasure. He moans my name deeply and that makes my stomach churn more as he continues thrusting into me.

I look up at him my hands grabbing at his locks as he continues to rock his hips into me. He grinds deep into me and he raises one leg above his shoulder pushing deeper and harder into me. He bites into my inside thigh pounding harder into me rolling his hips to hit my spot dead on.

“FUCK!” I scream out and he grabs one of my breast pounding harder into me. I grab onto his biceps dragging my nails down him and he groans placing both of my knees against my chest. He pulls out and slams back in hitting my spot and all I can think to do is cry out his name. He drives into me hard and fast making sure I feel every thrust every stroke of his dick inside of my pussy. The noise of skin slapping against skin sounds off in the room and I grab my ankles not knowing what else to hold onto. He leans over kissing me as he pinches my clit.

He picks me up holding me in his arms as he pounds up into me and I lock my hands around his neck. He drives into my spot harder and harder every thrust bringing me closer to my release.

“Are you going to cum for daddy?” He asks and I nod my head biting his bottom lip and he groans smirking a bit.

“Good girl.” He says softly. He places me against a wall one leg around his neck as the other goes back around his waist and my body slides up and down the wall as he fucks me like a rag doll.

“AHH! I’M C-CLOSE DADDY!” I cry out tangling my hands back in his hair as he continues to fuck me into oblivion.

“That’s right you little slut. Come all over daddy’s dick.” I groan as he says other little nasty nothings into my ear. i feel myself squeeze my pussy around his dick. He rubs my clit hard before he pulls it between his fingers.

“NAMJOONNN!” I cry out my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I cum. My orgasm hitting me hard and fast. He moans biting my bottom lip as his thrusts become erratic and sloppy.

“—-!” He shouts my name filling me to the brim and holding me against the wall as he makes sure to fill me up. He pants a bit both of our hearts racing and he carries me to the bed laying on his back as he lets me get on top. He stays buried inside of me and I look down at him. I reach around trying to take the plug out and he stops me.

“Don’t you dare.” He warns. I pout trying again and he flips me on my back.

He pulls out of me and slams back into me slapping my ass.

“Nonononono!” I whine feeling sore turned on and much much tired.

“Yes.” He says leaning down to bite my nipple.

“Rub your clit.” He demands.

I do as told rubbing my clit with my hand my toes curling up as I rub in time with his thrust. He circles his hips deep inside of me grinding against me his hips connecting to mine each time he pounds into me. His balls slap my ass as he thrusts harder into me. I try to take my hand from my clit and he grabs the back of my wrist making me keep it there as he looks down at me. My leg slides back up his chest resting on his shoulder and he bites my ankle making me moan.

“I’M GOING TO FUCKING CUM!” I shout my body starting to convulse and squirm under this man as I feel my second orgasm approaching.

“Daddy wants to wreck his little girl.” He says adding his hand on top of mine making me rub my clit harder. He groans as he throbs and gets close to his second orgasm as well.

“DADDY!!” I cry out my eyes watering from my second orgasm being so powerful and stinging a bit.

“FUCK baby!” Namjoon moans filling me up again. I feel the warm liquid sliding back into me and some spilling out into the sheets. He thrusts into me a bit more before he pulls out. He finally slides the butt plug out of me and he places it on the bed. He sighs going to the bathroom getting me a clean towel cleaning me off as he kisses my face and cheeks. After he cleans me up he places the sheets in the washer and as soon as I try to help I feel the burn from my pussy and my ass. He sighs picking me up and placing me on the night stand until he finishes cleaning up. He smirks at me coming back to get me and we lay under the covers together as he plays in my hair pulling me to lay on his chest.

“You got to stop with that attitude. You know I only love you.” Namjoon says kissing my forehead.

“Blame Nina.” I whine my ass still feeling abused in a good way.

“Didn’t Nina also want to date me? But I choose you. And YOU decided to stay friends with that thing.” He says and I pinch his nipple.

“She keeps me company!” I try to reason looking down at him both of us yawning.

“Well this week I’m keeping you company.” He says kissing my lips.

“But I’m sore!”

“And every time you piss daddy off you will be sore.” He says silencing my once again with those pretty pink lips.

Imagine working in a movie with Jensen and Robert and the two of them competing all the time for your attention.

Originally posted by theperkybuttofrdj

Originally posted by supernaturalfreewill

“Wow” you breathed out, staring with wide eyes at all of the equipment, you couldn’t wait to get started on the movie already. When you learned that DC and Marvel were going to make a movie together, after Infinity War, your inner fangirlhad not stopped to rest for a moment; not to mention how you reacted when you found out that your role was going to be in it. Being Wonder Woman was one thing, one big thing, but getting to be her along with the entire Avengers cast was a dream coming true.

“And to think you haven’t seen me naked yet.” said a voice behind you and before you could even turn you caught yourself grinning as you recognized it as that of your best friend’s, one of the two.

“Robert” you breathed out, turning to him with a big smile and all-but-jumping in his arms as he squeezed the life out of you, he picked you up and spoon you around as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

You pulled away just slightly so that you could look own at him, a wide smile was on the older man’s face that warmed your heart “Or should I say Tony?” you asked with a smirk and he laughed, squeezing you.

“Already into role playing? Not in public baby.” he kissed your cheek and slowly let you down so that your feet could touch the ground.

“Since when does Stark have a problem with that?” you raised an eyebrow and he laughed, cupping your face and rubbing this thumb over it.

“Never, you know it the best.” he winked at you as you let a small giggle.

“Aaaand you know the best how I’m going to have nightmares after this.” said another voice and both you and Robert turned to see the source of the voice, your other best friend Jensen. You’d come with him on set, seeing as he was going to be in the movie too – a role he loved just a little bit less than Dean, Bruce Wayne – but at some point you had split up because the director had asked to see him for a minute. Here he was now, though.

“Ah shit, you’re going to be in this too Ackles? Damn it.” Robert showed his dislike , although you knew very well he was only acting, because he obviously knew it from the first moment that it was the entire Justice League involved.

“Shame huh? Yeah I know how you feel, was the same when I found out about you.” he shrugged, approaching the two of you “Hey I almost forgot to ask: Still obsessing over a piece of metal?”

“Don’t you know best about it? How’s Baby, still running or she needs a lift like…?” he trailed off with a snicker “Oh I almost forgot to: Still having daddy issues?”

“Wouldn’t you know best?” Jensen asked with a smirk that turned into a full grin when the both of them laughed “Point for you Downey, won this round.”

“Eh not to brag but-” he shrugged as they approached each other and shared a strong hug.

“Robert told me you’re still trying to convince him to let Tony feature in Supernatural.” he pointed out as they both came to stand by your side as the three of you walked around on set.

“Absolutely, I’d give everything for a good… long… detailed… bed scene with this one.” he winked at you as you rolled your eyes “But just for the fun, really I think I’m getting there. I always get what I want.” he smirked at you as you punched his arm.

“Sadly, not this one Downey.” Jensen said with a smirk as he threw an arm over your shoulders before Robert could “Did you forget? Bruce is the only one for Diana and so is Dean for (Y/c/n).” he said with a satisfied smirk.

“So yeah, in other words: you have no chance.” he shrugged and you laughed.

“Boys.” you mumbled with a chuckle.

“Do I not? If I am correct Tony is on set with Diana more times than you are, I don’t, maybe on screen not much can happen but- I know my way around here, there are a lot of hiding spots.” Robert said with a grin as Jensen only scoffed.

“I’m sorry Rob, but you will only have to put up with your dreams on this one. And hey, maybe if you want more details just let me describe you everything, I remember every detail from yesterday that-

“Guys!” you exclaimed, feeling your face heat up.

This movie was going to be one hell of a ride in making.

Happy May 17th <3

Just need to wash away the negativity before I go to sleep <3 so here we go

Even has changed his mind.

A couple weeks ago hosting a big May the 17th celebration in his and Isak’s home seemed like the most perfect way to truly share how happy he is. How much he loves Isak, their lives together and their many beautiful, silly, endearing friends. 

for days he has been planning the event. Working out a menu he was going to cook himself, making little invites out of craft paper and the fancy pencil set Isak gave him for his birthday, and planning his and Isak’s outrageous outfits for the day. 

It was all Even could talk about. He was so passionate, so excited, and seeing his eyes light up when he discussed the secret ingredient in his pancake recipe, watching him draw individual cartoon characters on the invitations for each person and hearing him talk about what this day meant to him, made Isak fall in love with him all over again. 

but now? 

Now all Even wants to do is hold Isak in his arms and sleep. 

he doesn’t want to see anyone, he doesn’t want to eat anything, or set up the table or talk. 

he just wants to lie in bed with his warm boyfriend pressed against his chest. 

He wants to feel Isak breathe against him and trace the ocean on his skin. He wants to pretend that they are the only people in the world and nothing and no one can touch them. 

They are safe.

Isak is safe.

this is all he needs right now. he closes his eyes and breathes isak in some more before sleeping. 

Isak kisses the skin between Even’s eyebrows before slipping out of his clutch and out of the bed. 

he gazes down at his beautiful boyfriend and vows to make this day special. There is no way anything can take this away from him

fuck it 

Isak Valtersen may be a grinch but he is going to save Christmas Constitution day.

first thing he does is call Eva 

he doesn’t even bother to say hello when she answers 

“do you still know how to make those fancy things wrapped in bacon?” 

“you fucking know I do!” 

“great come over as soon as you can and bring all the food and decorations and shit you have.” 

“got it..and alcohol?” 

Isak smiled “of course Eva”

next thing he does is message the boys “you guys coming?” 

Jonas: Even said it was not happening

Magnus: How is he doing?

Mahdi: how is your face doing? 

Isak: he seems a little down but we’re gonna try to make it better

Jonas: whatever you need you got it

Isak smiled before sending them all a list of supplies and what they each need to do. 

He goes into the bedroom to wrap extra blankets around Even and cuddle him for a bit before calling Eskild. 

“Guru I need you” 

“words every guru loves to hear, what can my wisdom do for you today?” 

“You were helping Even with the constitution outfits right?” 

“absolutely and they are brilliant” 

“great where are they?” 

“with me of course. Even didn’t want you peeking” 

Isak smiled fondly “of course he didn’t. How fast can you get here” 

there was a knock at the door. 

Isak opened it confused

“oh please i’m your guru, of course I knew you’d need me” Eskild said, handing over two bags. 

Isak looked inside to see a flash of a fancy black suit jacket with brass buttons and a red vest. He smiled “I can’t believe he did this” 

“it meant a lot to him” Eskild said melancholy as his eyes searched the ground for answers that Isak could never find himself. 

“Which is why we need to give it to him” Isak said as he ran into the bathroom to get change right when there was a knock on the door. 

“That should be everyone!” Isak shouted at Eskild 

he heard Eskild open the door and the sounds of the girls entering the apartment filled the quietness Isak had been alone with most of the morning. 

when he came out of the bathroom dressed in the suit Even planned for him, everyone stared in shock. Even Eskild was left speechless 

“Isak..” Noora breathed

Sana smiled, but timidly, as though she still couldn’t look at Isak without blaming herself for what happened. He winked at her which made a a wave of calm wash over her and he watched her visibly relax

“Damn Isak you clean up good” Eva said as she placed some food on the table the girls must have set up while he was changing. 

there was another knock and soon enough the boys were in the kitchen doing god knows what. They were cooking up a storm. Mahdi only cared about his waffles. 

“okay listen the trick is, No magnus you don’t fucking stir the mixture you fold it” 

Even Linn was helping Vilde place the napkins on the table. Isak thanked her and she shrugged but he caught a smile when she thought he wasn’t looking. 

Eventually the table was full of food and the kitchen was a mess, but it didn’t matter. 

Isak grabbed a little norwegian flag and went into the bedroom

he curled in beside Even and kissed him softly until his eyelashes fluttered open. His arm instinctively wrapped around Isak before he noticed what he was wearing. 

The brightest smile Isak had seen since friday painted on his face as he took in Isak’s appearance. “Baby you-” 

Isak waved the flag “happy constitution day!” he sung goofily which gained the most beautiful laugh from Even. 

his eyes grew sad for a moment “i’m sorry I ruined it.” 

Isak raised his eyebrows “ruined it? RUINED IT? oh baby you have no idea”

Even gazed at him confused “what?” 

Isak kissed his knuckles before pulling him up “come with me…if you feel up to it.” 

Even smiled, and wove his fingers through Isak’s hair “dear god you are beautiful” he whispered in awe as he let his boyfriend lead him into their living room that was bursting with people and food. 

Everyone was already digging in and talking about everything they were grateful for. the playlist Even spent hours planning was playing in the background and Mahdi was counting how many waffles there were so no one ate his fair share. 

Even smiled brightly at the magical world he just walked into. it was exactly like the image he had been dreaming about. “I can’t believe you did this” 

Isak looked at him in worry, he suddenly realised that this could be a bad idea “is this okay?” he asked “I can send them all home if you would like it to just be us.” 

Even shook his head and pulled Isak towards him “I love you so much Isak” he said before kissing him deeply and slowly, letting the world catch on fire around them. Everyone cheered at the sight and Isak rolled his eyes and giggled before him and Even joined everyone at the table. 

they spent the day talking, eating and sharing stories about their favourite may 17th experiences and every single thing they appreciate about their lives right now. 

As Even looked at all of his friends and then gazed upon the beautiful golden angel sitting beside him, it was impossible for him not to thank the entire universe for everything he has here, right now in this moment. 

Three’s a Crowd (Anthony Ramos x Reader)

Heyyyy everyone. Hope you enjoy this fic, I loved writing this it was so much fun. Shoutout to my friend @pumpernickelbae for first reading this fic for me and being so supportive of my writing, and also, shoutout to my friend @omqitsnaya because she was so engaged while reading this and telling me all these thing while she was reading them and she’s just an angel. i love them so much. 

Pairing: Anthony Ramos x Reader

Summary: You try to figure out how to tell Anthony you’re pregnant. With triplets.

Word count: 2086

Warnings: Just cursing, a cute Anthony being really oblivious to everything

Your name: submit What is this?

You were having triplets. The moment the doctor said it you could hardly believe it.

Excuse me?” You asked, your voice rising to high decibels.

The doctor turned to look at you. “You’re having triplets.” She said with a small smile.

You sat there, feeling shocked. When you were in the car, you were still shocked. When you got home, you were still in a state of complete shock. You and Anthony were going to have to take care of three babies. You didn’t think you could even handle one baby, and now you found out you have to take care of three.

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Natural Beauty

Pairing: Philip Hamilton x Reader (Modern)
Word Count: 2,384ish
T/W: Smut, Kinks 
A/N: (Requests open) So I’m currently taking a college summer semester which means I go to class every week day. It’s a “physical education” class, so we work out everyday and that’s how I got this idea. 
Side note: Am I the only one who sees Philip as Anthony Lee Medina?…

“Yes! That’s a new time!” you exclaimed.

“Yeah…by like…two minutes!!…” your best friend, Theodosia, panted, as she bent over, resting her hands on her knees. 

The two of you made a pact to run together the whole summer, until school started again. After all it was going to be your senior year of college, you simply had to look your best. Though running in the middle of summer did make you sweat like no tomorrow.

“That’s a lot Theo!!” you squinted up as you tried to calmed your breathing. 

“Uh-huh, yeah…well it’s got me sweating like a pig!” Theo stood up and pulled at her t-shirt which had sweat spots scattered across it.

“I told you to wear a tank top!” you gestured to yourself smirking.

“Yeah, well I’m sure, Philip will love it!” She winked, eyes trailing down to your chest. 

“Oh come on! I know he’s “innocent”, but he’s seen my boobs before…”

“I’m just sayin’…with them all glistening and perky-”

“Dear Lord, Theo! He’s not even supposed to be home, he said he was going to visit his Dad.” you shrugged, “Though I kinda wish he was more assertive, ya know? I’m usually starting stuff. I know he always wants to make sure I’m in the mood, but honestly I’d love to see him be in the mood first…”

“Maybe you gotta find what really does it for him? Some guys are like that you know? There’s that one thing that just makes them go crazy!” Theo looked at her watch, “I better get home, I’m having family dinner tonight.”

“Okay, well have fun girl!” You hugging her before unlocking the apartment door and jogging up the stairs until you reached your floor. Turning the key and opening the door you find Philip sitting by the counter typing on his laptop. Probably writing something for the summer poetry class he was taking in grad school.  

“Hey, baby!” You closed the door, and kicked off your running shoes, taking your socks off and tossing them next to the shoes, “I thought you were supposed to be with your family today?”

“Yeah, well I was, but then Mom sent me a text this morning saying her and Dad were packing to go to France. They’re going to stay with the Marquis for a summer vacation.” Philip stated as he typed gently.

“Aww, I’m sorry babe. I know how much family means to you.” you said walking up behind Philip, who hadn’t even turned to see you come through the apartment door, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking around the counter to the kitchen opening the fridge.

“Yeah…I mean it’s whatever, they’ve been really good friends. I’ve always called Lafayette my Uncle since he-” Philip stopped dead in his tracks as you stood on the opposite side of the counter in front of him, opening the bottle of Gatorade you had grabbed from the fridge while he was talking.

“He?” you asked raising your eyebrows.

“He- uh, well he…um,” Philip looked down at his keyboard, then back up at you, his eyes travelled slowly across your body.

There was silence.

“Philip!” you raised your voice a little, just enough to snap him out of the trance he seemed to be in, “What’s up?”

“Nothing, I, it’s just, you look great, baby!” He blurted out weakly smiling at you.

You arched an unbelieving eyebrow, cocking your head to the side a little while resting your palms on the counter, “Really…I just ran four miles, I have no makeup on, I’m sweating like a pig and I look….great?”

“No, really you do…” Philip began to blush as he redirected his eyes to meet yours, before swallowing harshly and looking back to his computer. 

Just as you were about to walk off to take a shower, it clicked. Was he…turned on? This was it, you had turned him on without even touching him. 

Smiling devilishly you crossed your arms onto the counter and leaned forward on them. Accentuating a particular part of your body Philip seemed to be enjoying. Philip had always been sweet and gentle and wanted you to be in the mood before he would even make a move, but now you wanted to see how it worked when he was in the mood first. Did he have the same patience?

“So, whatcha workin’ on?” you inquired.

“Oh, just some poems for my summer cla-” Philip clenched his jaw when he looked up.

“You okay, baby?” you swayed your hips on your way over to Philip.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” he subtly bit his lower lip as he watched the motion of your hips.

You sat on the bar stool next to him,  Philip directed his attention to his screen.

“You sure?” you placed a hand on his upper thigh and began rubbing it up and down his inner thigh.

Philip tried to cover up a moan with a cough, but it didn’t exactly work. Desperately wanting to move things along, you took it to the next level leaning closer to him, chest pressing into his bicep while you placed hot kisses on his jaw. Your hand travelled higher on his thigh, lingering around his belt buckle. The typing noise stopped and he was motionless as you continued your antics for a few more seconds. 

“What’s wrong ba-”

Philip abruptly closed his laptop. You weren’t sure how he was feeling, was he mad or still turned on? You noticed him breathing heavier and pulled back.


Before you could continue your question he grabbed your wrist and began dragging you off to the bedroom. Your heart began to race, bitting your lip you wondered how this was going to work. Once you were in the bedroom he pulled you into a passionate kiss, pressing your body tight against his. Your hands reached up to wrap around his neck, but were stopped when Philip grabbed your wrists. 

“Take it off,” he commanded. 

You took a moment to gaze into his lust filled eyes, before turing around and undressing, first you let your hair down from the messy ponytail, you pulled your tank top over your head, then your sports bra, and once you got down to your panties Philip came behind you, pushing your hair to one side of your shoulder as he planted hot kisses along the top of your shoulder. You let out a hum when his bare chest touched your back. Philip spun you around picking you up, just to lay you onto the bed. He rested on his forearms while you lay beneath him. You rested a hand on his bicep and the other lazily pushed back his thick curls. 

His mouth began kissing at your jawline leaving a trail down your neck, then to your collarbone, down to the middle of your chest and in one swift movement his mouth latched onto your nipple. You let out a sharp gasp, pushing yourself up against him with a tug on his hair in response. Philip let out a low moan against your skin as he pressed his tongue flat against your sensitive skin he had been sucking at. His hand reached down to your heat, slipping under your panties. 

“Mmm, Philip,” you hummed when he began rubbing small circles around your clit. 

“Already so wet,”

He moved his mouth back up to capture yours. He simultaneously slipped his tongue into your mouth the moment he pushed two fingers into you. You shamelessly moaned into his mouth, tightening your grip on his bicep, digging your nails into his skin. You took your other hand and began to palm his already hardened length through his pants. With that Philip broke the kiss. He slipped your lace underwear off, pulling away from you to remove his khakis and boxers. You closed your eyes as you waited for him to slowly enter you, but not this time, he slid into you with one swift thrust. 

“Philip!!” you yelled, throwing your head back into the pillows, opening your neck to Philip.

He continued the rough pace while he bit and sucked at your neck causing you to let out breathy curses. His free hand pushed down on your hip. You pushed your chest up against him. You couldn’t help but want every part of him touching you. And it seemed like he enjoyed the closeness too.

“Fuck…”  Philip dropped his head to rest against your shoulder, his thrusts became harder.

You bit his shoulder, scratching your nails down his sides, evoking a growl from Philip.

“I’m sorr-” you began to apologize.

“Do it again, Babygirl.” Philip said in a dark tone you had never heard before. 

Hold on, does he like the pain? Does he have a-

“Yes…Daddy,” you tested the waters, nipping at his neck while you drug your nail tantalizingly slow down his shoulder blades.

“Fuck yes,” he brought his other hand up, tangling his fingers in your hair. 

Philip brought you into a kiss as he adjusted, hitting you at a new angle that felt heavenly. His tongue swirled around yours until you slowly pulled back closing your eyes in bliss, biting your lip and then releasing it as you moaned. He absolutely loved seeing you like this, completely helpless to his touch and desperate for his touch, underneath him. 

“Oh, holy sh- mmm” you were cut off by your own moan.

Soon Phillip hit a sweet spot. You reached a hand to his dark curls, pulling him closer to you. He decided to nip at your neck, reaching a hand down to your clit and rubbing it perfectly in synch with his thrusts. 

“A-ahh,” you bit down on his shoulder.

“I want you to cum for me, babygirl. You hear me?”

“Y-yes, yes, right there Daddy, don’t - mmm- don’t stop!”

You felt a familiar pressure begin to build in your stomach. Philip knew you were close, as he felt your chest rise and fall against his. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him as close to you as possible. He rocked his hips hard against you to assure that he was hitting your g-spot just right. He felt your knees tighten on either side of his body. You began to shake a little.

“Oh god-”

“Come on baby,” Philip slowly licked across the side of your neck.

That sent you over the edge, your toes curled, you gripped onto him for dear life as the room began to spin. You closed your eyes, and your mouth fell open a little. You felt the wave of pleasure rush throughout your body.

“Daddy…” your whispered shakily into his neck as he helped you ride out your orgasm.

“Babygirl,” He gave a gentle tug on your hair.

That was enough to do it for Philip, you felt him twitch inside you as his thrusts became sporadic, you helped him get the most pleasure out of his orgasm by dragging your nails across his skin and breathing his name in between sloppy kisses to his neck, until his motion stopped and he was breathless above you.

“Damn, baby.” Philip said as he pulled out and laid down beside you. 

The room was quiet as the two of you tried to catch your breath. 

“So,” you broke the silence, turning onto your side, facing Philip with an excited smile, “You have a pain AND a daddy kink?”

“…Yes…” Philip hesitated.

“WHY haven’t we been having this kind of sex?!” You asked, as he put his hands over his face with a groan, “Philip! That was AMAZING!” you rested a hand on his chest.

“Okay, listen, I just never wanted to force myself on you, but seeing you with that gorgeous shine covering your skin and your muscles all tensed it was just…very attractive okay?! I like your natural beauty….”

“I think the kinks are hot, but really?…That’s what did it for you?” you laughed.

“Hey! I bet it would work on you too!” he defended himself, dropping his hands to his chest, gently lying on top of your hand.

“Oh yeah, sure,” you rolled your eyes, “it’s just sweat baby, nothin’ special.” You kissed him once more before getting up and heading off to the shower.

One week later:

It was Sunday, your off day from running with Theo. You had decided to sleep in, but one thing was off. Philip wasn’t by your side. He was usually softly snoring next to you. Slipping on one of Philip’s t-shirts, you figured it was safe to wander around in that and your underwear. You checked the apartment and didn’t find him anywhere, where could he be? you thought to yourself. Maybe he went to go see his family off at the airport? you reasoned with yourself as you went to the fridge in search for breakfast, but turned around when you heard the apartment door open. 

To your shock, Philip walked in. He was wearing basketball shorts low on his waist, his hair slightly dampened and his bare chest was rising and falling at a faster than normal pace. Did he go…running? You didn’t realize it, but your lips had parted slightly when you saw him, as you stood with a hand still on the refrigerator door.

“Hey, baby!” Philip walked over and kissed you on the cheek, “Can I get in there?” He pointed to the fridge door.

“Oh, y-yeah.” You answered him without ever taking your eyes off him as you backed away from the fridge and rested against the counter behind him. 

Damn him. He was right, there was just something about that natural glisten that spread all over his body. Your eyes trailed all over his body, you bit your lip when you noticed the red marks that went all the way down his back. His muscles were tense and accentuated, perfectly showing his body off in full display. He turned to face you. Your gaze fell to a drop of sweat making its way down his abs.

“What’s up?” he smirked with a teasing tone, walking over to you, locking you between him and the counter. Your hands instinctively rested on his chest. Your heart was racing, you stared up into those brown eyes. “Like what you see, Babygirl?”

“Y-” you paused, looking at your hands as you spread your fingers out a little more across his toned chest. He tilted your chin up with his hand, “Yes…Daddy.” 

You had found your breakfast.

Surprise Visitor

For the Anon who requested “Hey could you please do one where you’re Tony’s baby sister and you come to visit him at work and no one knew you existed. Thank you love your writing ❤️” 

A little bit implied McGee x reader but it’s mostly just a cute little Sister Tony blurb. Hope you all like it, I felt like I rambled a little too much but ah well. Tony’s sister is one of my favorite things to write for (*wink wink nudge nudge*)

People gave you odds looks as they past and you knew exactly why. Reason one; You probably were not supposed to be here. Reason two; you were currently lounging in a desk that wasn’t yours, reading a book and drinking a coffee. Reason three; you were far too relaxed for someone who did not even belong here. For examples see reason two. Reason four; everyone felt like they’ve seen you before, but none of them were sure were they might know you from.

“Uhm. Hello?” You glanced up from the book you’d been staying busy with and grinned, tilting your head to the side and looking over the man in front of you .

“Hey there.” You greeted, grin turning into your family famous smirk. You watched as the man became slightly flustered, unsure what exactly to do.

“That’s- That’s my book.” You glanced down at the novel in your hands and shrugged, tossing it onto Tony’s desk.

“Sorry, you left it out. I was bored.” He gave you an incredulous look, leaning forward to quickly grab the book, not taking his eyes off you. As he stared at you, you smirked again, giving him a moment to try and work it out.

“You look… Really familiar, have we met before?” Really? Could noone put two and two together? God you guys looked similar, you were sitting in his desk, you told him you’d be in town… Unless.

“(Y/N)?” You spun in the chair, smirk dropping and glare coming on full throttle.

“Anthony.” You stated. His face paled slightly and he looked from you to the other man who was still standing there confused.

“Anthony? What could I have done, I just got here! Probbie, what did you say to her?” You got up from your chair and rolled your eyes, glare only dropping slightly.

“He didn’t say anything because he doesn’t know who I am, did you not tell them!” Tony gave you a sheepish grin before shaking his head.

“Never came up?” Another eyeroll from your end before you opened your arms, “Well come on, I haven’t seen you in months, and so far this has been a pretty subpar hello.” Tony grinned widely before coming around his desk and enveloping you in a tight hug, lifting your feet from the ground momentarily.

“What is going on?” A woman with an accident asked from behind you, and while Tony continued to squeeze the life out of your body you heard the other man answer.

“I’m… not sure?” When you finally broke apart Tony kept an arm slung loosely around your shoulders, turning to his team and smiling brightly. You grinned as well and watched as it clicked on the other man’s face, his own mouth turning into a surprised ‘o’.

“DiNozzo.” Both of your heads jerked to the side, but your brother quickly dropped his arm from around you, standing slightly straighter.

“Yes boss?”

“No girlfriends in the office.” You both made nearly identical faces of disgust and you stuck your tongue out slightly with a small ‘eyuk’.

“I don’t think they’re dating boss, I think Tony has a family member he’s neglected to tell us about.”

“Right you are McGeek.” Tony gave the other man a dirty look, and you elbowed your brother in the side.

“Introduce me,” You demanded, “Before I actually start thinking you don’t want them to know I exist.”

“Right, Right.” Tony nodded, watching his team began to smirk at him. He crossed his arms moodily. “This is my baby sister (Y/N). Emphasis on baby, and sister, McGeek. Which means hands off. Not that I think my lovely sister has such bad taste as to-”

“Tony.” You quipped, rolling your eyes.

“(Y/N), This is my team, not my team, since Gibbs here is the boss, but that’s Ziva David, and Timothy McGeek.”

“Why didn’t you tell us you had a sister?” Ziva asked, raising an eyebrow. You turned to look at your brother, arms crossing over your chest as you smirked.

“It never came up! And besides McGeek never told us about his so it only seemed fair. (Y/N) and I have a very good sibling-ship going. I was not hiding her. I wasn’t hiding you! It’s just, It’s kinda like in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, I’m Ferris, and you’re Jeanie, and sure we love each other but we love to piss each other off more, and-”

“Shut up Tony.” You laughed, watching your brother flounder trying to find a suitable answer for everyone in the room. Tony listened to you at once, grinning sheepishly again, and McGee let out a low whistle.

“She can shut him up in two words, and we haven’t had a moment of silence in two years. I like her.” He announced. Tony sent him a glare, protective arm going around your shoulders.

“Better not like her too much.” You laughed, patting his chest slightly and grinning up at your brother. It was good to see him again, it’s been too long.

(Arkham Knight)Jason Todd x Reader- Come Home

A/N: This is my first fic on here, and I got the inspiration for these after listening to the audio tapes between Barbara and Jason in the game. I hope you enjoy!

Jason Todd was angry, and had been for a very long time. He was angry at what he was forced to become, at what Joker made him after over a year of torture, and pain, and mind games. He hated Batman, the person he trusted and loved as a father, for not coming to his rescue. He hated him for replacing him so early after he was taken. He hated him, because even after all he had been through, all he had been told, he still wished that Batman would have saved him, not only from Joker. But from himself.

The Clown Prince had changed how he thought of almost all the of members of the batfamily. Bruce, Dick, Tim, but no matter how hard the maniac had tried, Jason Todd never thought of her differently.  His Y/N, also known by her vigilante name Nightingale, was the love of Jason’s life. 

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