𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

Pairing: Caleb x f!Reader

Summary: Caleb wanted a little girl, and now he has to pay the price

Warnings: Fluff

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“Caleb, wake up.” You’re shaking the man, trying your best to get him to open his eyes. He’s had such a long day at work, and any other day you’d be understanding. If your situation was any different, you’d let him sleep all he wants.

“I’m– Awake!” Caleb is usually alert, but he hasn’t gotten enough sleep. It takes him a little longer to wake up these days. His three little ones and pregnant wife wear him out, of course he’s exhausted.

“I want soft serve ice cream.” You tell him as a long yawn escapes his lips. Through the yawn he mumbles “Anything else?” and you take a second to think about it. “Don’t wake up Elias or you’ll have to take him with you.”

“What’s up with him?” He asks as he searches for his wallet. He’s noticed the young one has gotten unusually clingy but hasn’t actually asked about it. One day the three-year-old claimed to be independent but something switched overnight.

“He’s mad he won’t be the youngest anymore.” You answer, and Caleb lets out a chuckle.

“He’ll change his mind once she’s here.” Caleb says, and you hum in response. This is what usually happens with your boys; one day they’re upset about the new addition to the household, then the next they love their sibling.

“Oh, can you mix in some pickles with that?” You have a sudden vision, and Caleb almost gags. The poor man has to endure the nastiest cravings during your pregnancy, but it’s the least he can do after putting you in this situation– He wanted to try for a girl after three little boys so the least he can do is get you the nasty food.

“Did we run out of–”

“Yes.” You answer the question, knowing exactly what he’s about to say.

“I’ll stop and get some then.” He nods. It’s just for a few months, then he won’t have to do craving runs. Instead he’ll get late night feedings and diaper changings, but at least he’ll see the cutest little girl while he’s at it. “Anything else?”

“That’s it.” You respond, making him go over to your side to kiss the top of your head. 

It’s near midnight, and it’ll be a pain in the ass to find open stores but he’ll find a way. This isn’t his first rodeo, and if he doesn’t want it to be his last then he’ll certainly find an open store.

10 Ways You Ruin His Day (and 10 Ways You Ruin His Self-Control)

🍎 Top 10 Things That Make Caleb Absolutely, Irrevocably Mad

1 He doesn’t know where you are Even when it makes sense. Even when you’re safe. Even when he’s on the far side of a tunnel with no signal and too much time to think. The silence eats at him, turns every breath into a countdown. By the time he’s back, no one on the base dares talk to him until you’re in his line of sight again.

2 You come home with a bouquet of flowers from another man It’s not jealousy, really. It’s… fury dressed in olive green. You’re standing there, smiling, saying some poor man gave you flowers because you saved his life. Great. Fantastic. Caleb’s thrilled that his girlfriend is both competent and accidentally irresistible. But now he has to pretend this isn’t bothering him while mentally comparing the man's face to strategic punching surfaces.

3 You climb on unstable furniture to reach something You know, nothing fancy—just a stack of books on top of a chair that’s on top of a bench. And you? Balancing like a gremlin in fuzzy socks. He walks in and suddenly the war flashbacks begin. You think it’s funny. He thinks it’s a workplace hazard, and you are the HR violation.

4 You rearrange his model planes He adores you. Worships the ground you walk on. Would throw himself in front of an oncoming dropship for you. But if you dust his shelf and dare to reorder his starfighters and aircrafts by vibes instead of model number? He's already rewriting his will. In blood.

as if you could.

caleb is all too cocky about your inability to do anything but lay beneath him all slack-jawed and shaky as he drills his cock into you despite your overstimulation.

you’re so fucked out that you can’t even muster up the energy or mindpower to regret gifting your boyfriend and polaroid camera for his birthday. you had brought it with romance in mind—he’s away so often for such long periods at a time that you thought a few sweet photos he can carry in the lining of his uniform jacket would be a nice idea.

but caleb, the amalgamation of all things desperate and horny, couldn’t wait five minutes after unwrapping his gift to start unwrapping you as well. each layer of clothing discarded he’d reward with a photo of your revealed skin until he was trying to finesse a way to hold the camera with one hand as the other pumped his fingers mercilessly into your cunt.

now, hours later, you’re laying on a bed of polaroids, each more lewd than the last. one digs into your skin while another is jostled off the bed with the hard thrusts of your boyfriends leaky cock into your (regrettably) still-needy pussy. the effect this man has on you is unreasonable—you’ve cum so many times that you can’t form a coherent thought and still you think you’d cry if he pulled out and denied you the stretch of his cock.

flash. another shot is taken, this one of your glossy eyes and drool-soaked lips.

“you’re so messy,” he teases like his dick isn’t shining with the sweet mixture of your releases—like he’s not spat on your cunt just to rub load after load of cum around your clit in sick circles that make you choke on your breath. what an asshole he is.

“gonna make you cum again, pips,” he grins, dark hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. “i want to see if i can catch you squirting in a pic, hm?”

short blurb today I’m sorryyyyy 😞😞

——— ౨ৎ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

“I hate this fucking soap.”

“it says right here: ‘irresistible scent’. am I irresistible yet, sweet girl?”

you sarcastically ponder the question for a second. “the opposite.”

“guess I need more of it then—”

“no!”

before percy has the chance to lather himself in any more of his new soap you snatch the bottle from his hands and place it back on the shelf.

“because you think I’m already irresistible enough? yeah, I know, sweet girl, you don’t have to say it.”

you furrow your brows at him. “you’re not—”

“no, it’s fine. that’s exactly why you had your hands all over me last night, I remember it clearly.”

“goodbye, percy.” you roll your eyes and step out of the shower.

he turns off the water and follows your actions quickly. but before you gather the change to take your towel from the hook, percy grabs it and begins to dry you off himself.

“I’m a grown woman, I can do this myself.”

“I know you can, sweet girl.”

you look at him expectantly waiting for the ‘however—’

however, he ignores you and begins to place kisses to your damp skin, beginning from your jaw and downwards your body as he dries you.

you sigh and take ahold of his shoulders to keep yourself steady. “percy…”

“my sweet girl,” he murmurs against your tummy.

“I know what you’re doing.”

he drops the towel and holds your thighs as he looks upwards to you. “do you?”

“yes. let go of me.”

“yes ma’am.” percy stands and holds his hands up defensively.

you take this chance to grab your towel again and wrap it around yourself this time. percy takes his own, repeating the same but hanging lowly around his hips.

“you’re not irresistible yet, don’t even ask.”

you hold up a hand in a stopping motion and exit the bathroom. percy follows you like a lost puppy.

“you know I am, just say it once and I’ll be happy.”

“I’m not saying it.” you scavenge your drawer for a pair of panties to sleep in.

“once.”

you take a pink pair, sliding them up your legs. with one hand clutching the towel, you use your other to land on percy’s chest.

“percy.”

“sweet girl.” he smiles once your attention is on him.

“you, perseus jackson, are the most irresistible man ever.”

“does this mean you’ll make out with me?”

“don’t push it.”

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ jealous boys — love and deepspace

including. zayne, xavier, rafayel, sylus, caleb

warnings. fem! reader, possessive tendencies, jealous boys, toxic, fingering, oral (male! receiving), oral (fem! receiving), good girl used, spit kink, mirror syx, this is so filthy lmao (especially sylus part)

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ zayne

zayne usually doesn't get angry when he's feeling the sudden dash of jealousy crush down on him— he gets calm, in fact, terrifyingly so.

not to mention that the moment he has you all to himself again he's fast on latching onto you with your back now hitting the wall with one of his hands by your head, the other already between your legs, skimming the flesh of your inner thigh with his cold knuckles, memorizing the place where your leg connects to your privates before you can react nor do something.

zayne doesn't say anything to you yet, instead his lips brush against yours once— soft and misleading before he bites down, hard, and before you knew it, your surprised gasp gave him permission for his tongue to fill your mouth like a sin made of salt and heat, in accessory to his fingers stroking your pussy so unbelievably dirty and cruel.

"you smiled at him, i saw it," he whispers against your lips, rubbing your folds as you make a blissful face, "what did he do to earn that?" zayne presses his fingers deeper between your legs as he watches you grind against them, jaw slacked in awe as you coat him with your slick.

"you know, i could fuck you right here," his voice drops, thick with restraint, "perhaps even in front of him, so he knows who you belong to," as his mouth descends again, this time trailing along your jaw, your neck and your collarbone as his sharp teeth tease the flesh with his fingers hooking into your doused panties.

perverted!caleb who runs to the bathroom after you accidentally push your butt against his crotch while cuddling. who immediately gets a raging hard on and can barely make up an excuse before he's got his hand on his dick & his other covering his mouth, whimpers slipping past. his eyes are squeezed shut tight, fantasizing about jerking his hips into your sweet warmth instead of his hand. with blood seeping into his mouth from the force of which he's biting his palm with, he cums to the thought of your pretty little mouth struggling to take his big dick. his eyes roll to the back of his head, jaw goes slack, hips stutter into his hand to chase the high, & soft moans slip through the cracks of his fingers. "yesyesyesyesyesy- oh fuck, y/n, good girl.."

he cleans up well. so well, in fact, that you don't even have a clue what happened once he gets back into bed with you. your long, beautiful lashes fluttering up at him as he walks back into the room, your cute little smile that you flash him that shows just how excited you are that he's back.

that also shows just how innocent you are, too. the same innocence that gets him hard all over again..:(

GETTING FINGERED BY YOUR STREAMER ROOMMATE ?!

cw. fingering you on a live stream, possessiveness, jealousy

a/n. horny 4 him again lol & not proof read !!!

streamer!Caleb who let you be his roommate for time being because you didn't have a place to stay, and he wasn't complaining. though, he didnt think much of it, but it was a huge distraction to his streaming side job.

streamer!Caleb who was currently live streaming as you were cooking in the kitchen. Caleb was talking to his chat as he leaned back on his chair, his bored eyes glance at the chat and to his second monitor with a wallpaper of you.

streamer!Caleb whose expression immediately changed when you walked in the room and gave him a plate of food, a small smile formed on his lips as he carefully took the plate from you, and god, he needed to kiss you, bad.

streamer!Caleb whose eyes landed on the chat and a certain someone said something that immediately changed his mood. Caleb’s eyes darkened as he silently read what the idiot dared to ask for–his girl’s number. he kept the username in mind, for later, of course.

streamer!Caleb who decided to try to ignore the angry thoughts rushing through him and continued the stream per usual. but an hour passed and the troll was back at it again, asking to see you again. Caleb quietly scowled at the screen as the troll continued to pester him with dumbass questions.

streamer!Caleb who clenched his fist when he couldn't handle the questions anymore, "you want to see her? want her number, huh?" Caleb teased and leaned his head back before he called you into his room.

PAIRINGS. . . sylus x fem!reader

CW. . . smut, mating press, breeding kink, praise, dirty talk, clit slapping (once), reader’s fucked silly your honor

thinking about sylus' big hands gripping the back of your thighs, keeping you nice and spread for him. he’s deep inside you. has been for what feels like hours, working you open over and over like it’s a ritual.

“you’re taking me so well,” he breathes, voice low and gravelly, lips brushing against your ear. “just like that… yeah, that’s it.”

a moan breaks in the back of your throat when he pulls nearly all the way out—then slaps the head of his cock against your swollen clit, once, twice—hard. you cry out, hips bucking, but his grip tightens, holding you exactly where he wants you.

“so sensitive,” he grins, and you feel it against your skin. “bet you love when i do that. filthy little thing.”

you can’t even answer. words dissolve into gasps as he slips back inside, slow and punishing, hips angled just right to hit that deep, aching spot that’s already fluttering.

he leans over you more, full weight pressing down, your knees damn near touching your shoulders. “you gonna let me fill you up? stuff you full ‘til it’s dripping out around my cock.”

your body shudders violently. his cock twitched inside you, thick and pulsing, already leaking with the promise of another load. he’d been insatiable tonight—pushing you past your limits, coaxing orgasm after orgasm until you couldn’t think straight.

“hm?” he growls, hips stuttering.

“want—” you gasp, voice wrecked. “please, sylus..”

“shit.” he groans, pace faltering as you clamp down around him. then he laughed—laughed, breathless and hungry. “‘course, you do. you’re milking me already… greedy little thing. gonna keep you like this for hours. knot you up until i’ve ruined you for anyone else.”

Caleb’s just so well hung. It makes your mouth water thinking about it. And your poor baby just doesn’t know how big he is. He doesn’t know that most men aren’t this big.

It drives you crazy, watching Caleb undress, his thick cock standing at attention, practically slapping against his abdomen, already weeping for you.

He’s all yours.

Post workout meal~

♱⋅── caleb x reader

♱⋅── about: honestly? caleb just can't get enough of you, especially after you're finally his, and especially after the two of you come back from the gym together.

♱⋅── word count: 3.8k

♱⋅── warnings: mdni, smut, pwp, scent kink, oral, shower sex, thigh choking?, sweat is mentioned a LOT, caleb's a perv but what else is new

art credit to 粟糍 @/realccc_ on x, dividers by @cafekitsune

·.·•✧ 𝑰𝒏 𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆…

·.·•✧ 𝑨𝒏 𝑨𝑼 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑱𝑱𝑲 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒂𝑫𝑺

·.·•✧ 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆: 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. ·.·•✧ 𝑨/𝑵: 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔! 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒐𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒎! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓.𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆, 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆. 18+, 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰.

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒏𝒌 𝑽𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑬𝒓𝒂˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆ 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔, 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔 𝑹𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒓! 𝑵𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒙 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉-𝑺𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝑳𝒂𝒅𝒚! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚𝑾𝑾2 ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆ 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑭𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒕! 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃 𝒙 𝑫𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑨𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆 ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆ 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒔, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏, 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒎  𝑮𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓! 𝑺𝒚𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒙 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚𝑬𝒅𝒐 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒅 ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆ 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒔, 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚, 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓, 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒊! 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒙 𝑮𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒂! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚𝑪𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆ 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑪𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑮𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏! 𝑿𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍! 𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆ 𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒔, 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔, 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄, 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑹𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓! 𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒏𝒆 𝒙 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒏 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆 ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆ 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒑𝒚𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔, 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒓! 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒙 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒔! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

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Sylus new card Pt.1

Mc vs Mephisto will never not be funny

I swear I love this two

They are so me

When I say I need someone to match me I mean this.

This killed me I love it

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“she’s all yours. from now, to… whenever.”

you huff and hand of your daughter to rafe without hesitation before flopping dramatically on the bed, laying stomach-up.

rafe presses a kiss against her button nose as she grabs at his face. lucky, he is…

“what’s she up to now?” he turns to you.

you scowl. “I asked her to kiss me but instead she bit me.”

he gasps dramatically, turning back to the infant. she appears blissfully unaware of the pain she’s caused you.

“is this true? did you bite your mother?” she squeals and kicks her tiny feet. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“I told you. she’s evil.” you whisper as if it’s a dangerous secret, sitting up and crossing your legs.

your daughter extends her arms out to you once you return in her line of sight. instead of taking her from rafe’s hold, you hide your hands behind your back.

her bottom lip begins to tremble in a pout. she turns to rafe with sad doe eyes, questioning where your hands had went, before turning back to you as a singular tear falls from her cheek.

rafe is quick to wipe it with his thumb, rubbing the small expanse of her back to soothe her. “you’re okay, sweetheart, I promise.”

you return your hands to your lap and her soft cries begin to die as she sees them. her fingers grab outwards for you again.

and she’s lucky she’s cute.

with a sigh, you take her from rafe’s arms and into your own. you wipe her remaining tears with a kiss against her forehead.

the infant looks up at you innocently, debating, before she presses only her lips to your clavicle from where she can reach before gazing back at you.

you caress the side of her face gently. “thank you, my love.”

she takes notice of your thanks and claps her hands together happily before crawling off your lap and back to rafe. he takes her back in his hold to keep her from falling.

she kisses his cheek and awaits the same gratefulness as you had given her. though, opposed to you, he returns his gratitude with a kiss to her chubby cheek this time.

and you’re sure she liked that more. but you’re also sure she liked her father more in general anyways.

Birthday meal pt 1

just can’t say no to you | nanami kento

based off a tiktok i saw a long time ago 😭 i just can’t find it

warm bath as the dim lights cast a soft glow across the bathroom, wrapping everything in a calm stillness.

the door creaked open without warning. you cracked an eye open at the sound of something dragging across the floor. a chair. nanami stood there, a laptop in one hand, the other pulling the chair toward him. his robe hung loosely off his shoulders, hair messy, nothing like his usual clean-cut self.

but this was familiar. this was him wanting to be close.

“nana— before you sit, can you grab me that razor?”

he glanced at the cardboard box, opened it, found the razor, and handed it to you without a word. your fingers brushed when you took it.

“here.”

“flights are cheaper today,” he said, settling into the chair, laptop balanced on his legs. “tokyo to barcelona. business class. three hundred off if we book now.”

you hummed, dragging the razor gently across your leg.

“what about their hotels? i want the one with the big windows. more sunlight.”

he shook his head, eyes still on the screen.

“that was the one in lisbon.”

“right,” you murmured, rinsing the blade in the bowl beside you before continuing the same slow motion.

the room fell into a rhythm — the soft clicks of nanami’s keyboard, occasional splashes of water, nothing else.

“we could do both,” he said after a while. “a week in lisbon, a couple days in barcelona.”

he looked up, but your eyes stayed on the razor.

“sounds good to me.” you shrugged lightly. and just like that, he leaned back, fingers moving again. he was booking the flights.