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Joy's Story Related
These will be posted to @joyofthelastdrop page once the chapter comes. I'm just impatient and come up with random chapters sometimes. In order timeframe wise:
Handful
Closing up
Bath Time
Hens
Good boy
Harvest
Vander x Reader
If you would like to submit an Ask, be aware if an Anon enters one that is NSFW I may decline it or edit it so it is more tame. If you wanna throw a smut/nsfw idea at me make sure you use your account and that account has your age somewhere easily seen. While I do try to make gender neutral stories most will have a fem!reader vibe. My apologies, it is just out of habit. I try to put myself in the mindset when writing.
Jacket
My random thoughts....Silco vs Benzo walking in on you and Vander.
My random thoughts..... Vander claims you by showing a mark.
Asks: Silco vs Benzo seeing marks on Vander
Asks: Vander/Warwick finds reader again
My random thoughts.....Vander x Dancer Reader
My random thoughts....Vander x Dancer Pt.2
Asks: Edging Vander
My random thoughts......Vander sleeping on the couch
My random thoughts.......Vander Aftercare
Asks: Unwind
Asks: Storm Brewing Inside and Out
My random thoughts.......Child dresses up as Vander for Halloween
Everyone needs a pick me up, and with so many personalities in one home you try to help Vander when you can.
Warnings: family domesticities,
Sometimes you feel for Vander. Especially when you hear the arguing and bickering through the wall.
With so many personalities in one home you can imagine the strain it has on everyone. Sometimes even you.
You do not think much of the sound of feet running down the sidewalk toward your home. Especially when you saw the tail end of a yellow school bus down the street when you had parked along the road.
"Quit running!" You hear Vi yell as Powder was making her way toward the porch.
You chuckle as she takes the steps in one leap and the rush of words come out of her mouth as you unlock your front door.
She goes through her day in a flash and you smile and nod at her as you now see the other kids coming up the steps.
She just finishes as Claggor unlocks their own door with his/their key. You think he is the only one allowed to use it, or at least the only one trusted not to loose it.
Mylo rolls his eyes, "Geez ya gunna ask her about her day or just blab about yours?".
Powder looks irritated at him; the blush on her face shows some guilt at his words. "I was gunna before you barged in."
"Easy you two." You try to rein it in before the fighting can even get in the house. "My day was fine, I'm sure not nearly as entertaining as anything you lot had going on today. How did those book reports turn out?"
You are met with a mixed bag of reactions, Claggor looking pleased, Mylo shrugging with a bored look and Vi looking completely away.
"Mhhmm," you look down at Powder, "And how did your math test go?"
She looks sheepish and plays with her fingers but holds eye contact, a good sign. "I answered every question and showed my work like we practiced. Teach will probably grade them tonight."
You give her shoulder a pat," As long as you did your best, I am sure you did fine." You both share a smile and part ways...for now.
You barely get done taking your shoes off before the volume starts picking up.
You sigh as you try to get somethings done before the inevitable knock at the back door.
You started the laundry and at least started to fill up your sink for washing the dishes when the little rap-tap-ta-tap comes from the corner.
You don't bother glancing as you beckon Powder in.
She opens the door but instead of a few textbooks she has her drawing book and pencils.
You cock a brow at her, "No homework?"
She shakes her head, "We had a sub during English today, so me and Echo got it all done before the end of the day."
You hum and get back to scrubbing the baked-on food from last night's dinner. She sets herself up at the kitchen table and starts drawing. You can hear the others bickering again and a door slam while feet stomp up the staircase in the other home.
Powder simply hums, "There really might as well not even be a wall for you huh?" and you chuckle. "I am sure you can hear me too."
"Not really, at least that I can tell. Vander says he can tell if your home at least even with our noise." Powder replies as she grabs some colors to start filling in the picture.
You think on the topic a moment as you chew your inner lip, curiosity blooming inside at the idea of Vander trying to hear you on the other side of the wall. Before you can though a hefty knock comes at the back door.
You can tell its Claggor and give him a nod through the door window.
"You okay honey?" you ask soothingly as he enters. He just nods lightly before coming up to the sink with you. "Can I help?" he asks and points at the drying towel. You know better than to pry and helping you is honestly what he wants to do to probably get out of his head.
"Of course, thank you honey." you smile softly which you are happy to see he returns as he takes the towel in hand and dries the few dishes in the drying rack so far.
"How is Echo?" you ask Powder over your shoulder.
She starts talking a mile a minute about their most recent adventure in school. She knows to leave the juicier bits out that may incriminate them both, but you can only imagine the trouble those to can cause and feel a little bad for their teachers. Powder is still yapping and coloring when you finish the last dish. After putting it in the rack for Claggor to get to when he can, you turn to him and give him a light pat on the shoulder.
You whisper, "Need to talk about it?" He glances up at you thinking for a moment and shakes his head. "I won't ever make you honey". You go to turn before he whispers back, "I know I can talk to you and I appreciate it. Thank you." You give a smile before walking over to Powder at the table.
"What do we have here?" you ask and listen to her to explain the scene on the page. She beams as she talks to you and you can see her eat up the undivided attention. You sat and listened to her for a minute.
Claggor had just walked over when another round of yelling sounded from upstairs and another slam of a door before the stomping went downstairs and didn't stop till their back door slammed and you could see the pink hair dash to the back shed in their yard.
You glance at Powder and see the worry on her face. Before you could say anything Claggor was sitting next to Powder and asking for a paper to draw on as well. You two make eye contact as Powder quickly hands him a piece. You nod at him and take your chance to go out while he kept Powder busy.
You stepped out onto your back porch and could hear the thuds of what had to be Violet taking some anger out on the punching bag they had hung up in their shed.
You pause at the door and can hear her really getting it out of her system. You gave a knock and waited, a few minutes had actually gone by and you were ready to turn away. There was finally a rough, "Yeah?" from inside and the thuds had paused. You just let her know it was you and waited again. You knew better than to enter unless given a clear okay to do so. When she didn't reply you had accepted the silence as rejection. "I'll leave you alone, Vi. I can keep Powder busy while you're in there." She still didn't reply so you turned to leave.
"Wait!......Come in." She had replied and opened the door.
You looked at her a moment before stepping in. The sweat on her face could be mistaken for tears but you didn't bring it up as you went in. She leaned on the wall by some weights with her arms crossed and guarded.
You let the silence sit a moment, giving her the floor to talk before you ask any questions.
She huffs, "I feel so stupid."
You look shocked, "You aren't."
She shakes her head and rubs her wrists, avoiding looking at you directly.
"Why do you think that Vi?" you ask and give her moment again. You can see the thoughts brewing inside, her attempts to filter the words.
She finally looks up at you, "I should be better than this, I need to be better."
You simply look at her and ask, "Better than?".
She bursts, "Vander works too hard for us, for me, to be anything less than at least a fucking B!"
You relax a little and take a step toward her, leaving at least 2 feet between you. You look her dead in the eyes, "You are a fucking amazing person Vi."
She huffs and shakes her head and looks away from you.
You continue, "You are strong, brave, independent, and intelligent."
She looks at you again and interrupts, "Not smart enough to get higher than C-. What kind of idiot ca-".
You interrupt her this time, "Hey!" she stops and stares at you in shock. "I said your intelligent damnit. I don't lie. You think one or two grades are gonna change that?"
Her lip actually trembles before you continue, "I have seen you memorize a sparing pattern after one demonstration from Vander. I have heard you recite an essay perfectly after reading it twice. And don't get me started on your quick math to bargain at the flea market."
Her eyes shine at you as you continue, "You are already smarter than most adults I know Violet."
You take one step forward, "The dumbest thing I have ever heard you say is that you are stupid. I don't ever wanna hear it again understand?"
She nods slowly. "I wanna hear you tell me Violet." you reply and wait. She swallows and blinks away the tears forming in her eyes. "I won't say that ever again."
"Good." you give her a smile before going to the door. "I need to go check on Mylo. You gunna be here a bit longer?"
"Yeah." She has a blush forming on her ears but you don't look long. "Okay, Claggor is watching Powder on my side, you can take your time. Stop in if you want to."
She nods and turns back to the bag. Before you step outside though you hear her quiet," Thank you.".
You don't turn, just say "Of course." Before leaving to the sound of thuds, less angry but thuds from behind starting back up.
You glance up at the right back window on their side of the townhouse. You just catch the sight of Mylo ducking to the side.
You think for a moment before going back into your home. Claggor and Powder still talking and drawing. You nod at him while you grab a container from the pantry.
You go back outside and turn the doorknob to their backdoor.
You take in the much more lived in view of the mirrored home.
You walk upstairs and knock on the boy's shared room. You wait knowing Mylo isn't one to reply quickly if at all. You give another knock though and wait.
You hear a scurry and bump before "Alright, alright geez. Come in already."
You scoff and enter, you see Mylo lounging in his desk chair with his feet up on the desk. Lazily twisting a pencil in his hand. He glances at you, "What? Bored of the others?".
You just walk inside and lean against the desk next to him.
"Can't say I blame you. I am the most interesting person in the family by far." He smirks up at you but frowns when you don't reply. "I didn't do anything."
You simply reply, "Never said you did."
You hum, "You're right."
He huffs and looks bored, "What then? Just cuz Vi is pissy about her grade doesn't mean she try and make me feel bad about my B-."
"Well I di-...what?" he looks shocked up at you.
"You're right, just because she had a lesser grade does not mean she should take her anger out on you." You look at him and you see him looking for any sign of a lie. You continue though, "I know she can get overwhelmed by her feelings, I think we can all relate to that."
He huffs at you and goes to wheel away before you catch the one wheel and stop him. He looks up at you and finally the container in your hand. " I know I can absolutely relate to needing a pick me up. What about you?"
He looks at you and shrugs, "Pick me up for what, I don't care if she snaps at me."
You crack it open and you can see him fight the urge to look inside.
"Well I guess you are better than me in that department then." You pick up a peanut butter chocolate chip cookie from the bottom.
You see his eyes light up but he just folds his hands behind his head, "Well I am pretty thick skinned."
"Obviously, I can't imagine not wanting something sweet to lighten the mood." You wait to see if he takes the bait but surprisingly he is holding strong.
"I tried a different recipe. I could really use your input to see if the changes were good."
He cocks a brow before you continue, " I know you have the extra sense when it comes to good food."
He finally leans forward and snatches the cookie from your hand, "Well you got me there, I do have the most refined palate in this house."
You hum an "Obviously." as he munches away.
" I will leave a few just to make sure you get a good grasp on the flavor." You put two more on the desk before turning to leave.
Mylo gives a quick, "Ya know how to pick a man up that's for sure."
You chuckle, "Thanks Mylo." and he gives a quiet "Thank you too."
You start to make your way down the stairs when the front door opens. You jump a bit before you see the familiar sight of Vander.
Then the rush of awkwardness hits you when you realize you don't normally greet him inside his own house.
He looks a bit surprised to see you standing on the stairs but gives you a tired smile. " I hope my lot aren't causing too much grief for you to be on our side."
You shake your and laugh, "No, no grief at all Vander." You take more steps down till you are just slightly looking down at him, definitely not a normal view for you. Not one you would mind seeing again though.
He looks up you, taking it in for a moment as he stretches his arms out to the arm rails. He has to calm the hum inside as he realizes just your presence settles any worries he had before entering the house.
He gulps and continues, "Well something must be going on and I'm sure you're the reason there is actually some peace in here for once. I normally come home to at least one bruised arm or teary hug."
You shyly look away and fiddle with the container, "Oh I was just getting done checking in on Mylo." Vander looks at you to keep going knowing there had to be more. "It was just a little fight, they had a day and I just gave each of them an ear."
Vander nods and points at the container, "And a cookie too it seems."
You blush, "You know the way to Mylo's heart is his stomach and he just needed a little something."
"That I do, I assume Vi is in the shed then?" He gives a glance towards the back of the house. "Yeah she is probably letting out some steam before coming in again. I checked on her though."
He glances around to their table and before he can ask, "The other two are drawing on my side. Everyone is accounted for."
He sighs and looks at you a little too warmly for your heart at the moment, "Is there anything you can't do?".
You scoff and look down at your hands feeling the blush spread across your face, "Oh I'm sure there is plenty I can't do."
Vander leans in enough to catch your gaze, "Well taking care of them is the world to me sweetness."
Your brain freezes at the last word and your eyes flicker to his lips for a second when you realize how close he is.
Vander must catch the slip finally as his eyes clear the haze for a moment. He thinks to lean away but the months of aching for you to be this close is fighting too hard. He holds the spot and adds, "I hope you know how much I appreciate it."
You can string enough words together to reply, "Of course Vander."
When you don't pull away, he inches in a little closer, a breath away. You can feel each other's warmth radiating.
He looks at your lips and whispers, "I would really like to show yo-".
"Vander! Look at the map me and Claggor drew! We even included the Drop and Benzo's shop!" Powder yells from behind Vander.
You both shoot back from each other and Vander spins to look at her.
You both steady your breathing and Vander scoops her up into his arms looking at the paper in her hand.
Claggor is behind her and smiles at you a little too coy.
You shake your head and walk down the rest of the steps. "I'm gunna just go start on my dinner if you bunch need anything else, let me know."
Vander clears his throat and the ache burns as he replies, "I'll make sure they will stay out your hair for the rest of the evening."
You smile and step outside, you don't get far before Claggor whispers "I'll make sure to check inside before she goes in next time." He laughs when you give a quick, "I don't know what you're talking about."
You go into your own home and devour the rest of the cookies before dinner is even in the oven.
Sorry for being MIA, I am sure everyone can say that life is crazy right now. I did not proof read much sorry if it sounds a little odd. Just felt nice to finally add to the story. I am working on some of the asks, thank you for your patience.
A little sketchy messy comic with kid Silco and Vander. It was a brainworm that wouldn't let go. I'm....actually pretty happy with it. Click for better quality.
My Random Thoughts.....Vander x Dancer!reader Part 3
Had this gem stuck in my head one night. Reader dances in Vander's jacket.
Reminder:Age in Bio, I check
Warnings: smut, dirty, raw, possessive Vander, teasing reader, reader is dancer/stripper/burlesque, femreader, p in v, fem receiving oral, male receiving oral, tit play, ball play, 18+!!!!, No Minors, Do Not feed into AI
Vander waltzed into the dim room as normal, music playing and several patrons were seated throughout the room. Nothing out of the normal but he was still annoyed as he sat in his usual spot.
He was searching his mind to figure out where his signature jacket was. Grumbled a thank you and slipped coin to the server who had already brought him his usual.
He barely noticed the woman who had perched herself at the edge of his table.
He smiled and greeted her, "Evening Ruby."
She smiled a sweet smile and hummed a hello back as she scanned the room for a person to seduce for the night for every washer they had on them.
She glanced down at Vander as he lit his pipe and took a puff, "My My Vander, you a little chilly this evening?" She purred.
He cocked a brow at her, "Mmm why do I feel like my jacket is here somewhere?"
She coyly turned her head and flipped her hair over her shoulder, "No idea what you mean."
"Mmmhhmmm" before he could continue though the lights on the stage turned on and Ruby took the opportunity to slink away.
He let it go as he relaxed into his chair waiting for you to appear.
The second you do though, his pulse took off.
The curtains opened and you faced away from the crowd.
The only thing you had on, Vander's jacket.
You innocently looked over your shoulder and wiggled your fingers as a wave to the crowd. Which cheered in response.
Vander inhaled a big puff of smoke and slowly let it curl and flow from his mouth. Savoring your figure in his coat.
You continue your routine and it became clear that other than a pair of black panties, the jacket was all you had on.
Giving glimpses of bare shoulders.
Showing the beautiful valley from your collarbone to your navel. His eyes lingered on the area between your breasts.
Each move and angle you made just barely gave a peak and threatened to reveal more.
What was for his eyes.
He was hard.
And he knew you knew it.
You smiled so smug at him.
Eventually you ended up on his table.
Sitting cross-legged and you two finally have a direct one on one view of each other.
The look Vander is giving sends chills over your whole body.
The flush spreads over your face, neck and Vander can see it appear on your chest.
He swallows his saliva, gods you make him drool like a dog.
You brace your hands behind you just so and relax your shoulders.
The jacket slowly starts to slide down your body.
Now its a game, Vander isn't gunna lose though.
You do love a game of wills, always enjoyed seeing who could hold their orgasm the longest.
The defiant glint in your eyes makes him bite his cheek.
He cocks a brow cooly, daring you.
You smirk and title your head, bet.
You shift slightly and the jacket slides more.
Now the inner plump of your breasts are showing.
Vander licks his teeth but still doesn't budge.
The crowd whoops and whistles as you shift again and some areola peaks out.
Vander huffs a, "Fuck" and dashes to catch the jacket before it falls open anymore. Pulling it closed around you.
The crowds boos and heckles but you don't care, Vander lost.
Now centimeters from your face you can feel the hot breath on yours as he eyes you like a dog annoyed with the cat on the otherside of a window.
But this window has a name called Oak.
Who has now given a gruff, "Vander."
Vander pulled the jacket back up and covered you fully in it. Before taking a step back.
He didn't break eye contact though with you. Even as Oak steps in between you two.
Oak clicks his tongue as you look up at him all doe eyed.
"Quit teasing Vander and get back to work before people quit spending money." Oak chides you, "Babette warned you before you went on stage ".
You pout, "Okay okay, no fun." You held a hand out. Oak takes it gently and helps you stand on the table.
Before you part ways though you hum lightly, "You owe me 20 cogs still."
He grumbled, "Yeah Yeah."
Vander adjusted his ragging boner as best he could as you continued the show.
_-_--_-_-_--_-_-_end of the night_-_--_--_-_-_-_-_-
You moaned and tried to catch your breath as Vander plowed his hot dick deep inside you from behind. He had you bent over your vanity, and relished in how wet your pussy was as he slid in and out of you. He savored the view before you both as he fucked you from behind. You still had his jacket on but now your breasts swayed with each thrust beautifully. Your mouth open as you moaned and cursed. Your breath was starting to fog the glass though, hiding your pretty face. He tsked as he slid a hand from your hip and grabbed one of your thighs. Damp from your sweat and both of your juices sliding down your legs. He brought a knee to the top of the wood ,as you shifted to the new angle you gasped. He grabbed the sleeves of his jacket and pulled your arms behind your back trapping them. You had to stand straight up which sunk you further onto his cock. Your ass fully sat on him now. Your eyes rolled back as he thrusted up into you practically bouncing you up and down on his shaft. You yelled his name, he growled in your ear. He was tempted to close his eyes because his balls tightened at the view mixed with the sounds and feel of your tight cunt. He couldn't cum first although he was going dizzy at the idea.
You felt your tits jump as he lifted you with each thrust. Your ass shook with the force. Gods Vander was an animal let loose on you and you savored every second as he devoured you. Your mind melted though as you felt him slide a hand to your core and start playing with your clit. Now you were drooling as pleasure surged. You begged him not to stop, to keep fucking you, to take all he wanted.
Vander felt the telling shiver go over your body as he kept ravishing you. He gave a husky growl in your ear, "cummin for me kitten?". You moaned as a wave rushed over you making you tremble in his strong and sturdy grasp, "Fuck Yes". The clench and grip you had on Vander's cock milked his orgasm out of him. He groaned into your neck and you felt the heat spread in your core before it began to slide down your thigh.
You both stood there panting, catching your breath. Vander was steady as he slowly slid out of you. Kissing your shoulder as he did so. He held you as you found your strength again. You pet his forearm as you shivered lightly. Before you could bring your leg down though Vander held it in place. You gave him a confused look before he gave a sly grin. He ran his tongue down your spine and you gasped as he made his way down, kneeling behind you. You didn't argue as you connected the dots and angled more for him.
Out of sight but you still felt him spread you open. Next you sighed as his tongue started to lap at your still cum filled cunt. You leaned into his warmth, basking in the pampering your pussy was getting. His tongue ran along your slit and he hummed at the taste of your mixed release. He smiled at your moans picking up again as he swiped over your clit. He felt his cock perking up again. He was focused on you though. Curling his tongue inside you as you pushed against him. Bossy little minx, but he loved it. He knew you were close again as you reached behind yourself and gripped his hair. He growled into you, vibrations going through to your clit again. You came again as he flicked rapidly over your clit and sucked. Not letting go until you started pushing him away.
He licked over his now wet lips and gave you a cocky smile. You huffed as you finally got to get down from the vanity. Surprised it was still standing. You let the concern drift away though as you saw the at attention dick Vander was starting to put away. You were the one to stop him now. Getting on your knees as you batted your lashes up at him. He huffed and started to say you didn't need to but you interrupted, "I want a taste too."
He groaned deep in his throat as you took his cock slowly into yours. You made sure to look up at him as you sucked all the juices off him. You could feel his pulse as you ran your tongue along the thick vein on the underside of his shaft. Toying with the edges of the tip of his cock. He got a fistful of your hair at the base of your scalp as you bobbed your head. Not showing any mercy as you kept a steady pressure around him with your lips. His other hand gripped one of your tits, making you moan. Fuck you could play rough still too. You cupped his balls in one hand and massaged them. Which makes Vander buck his hips into you and curse. You rolled them in your palm and you felt Vander's cock twitch in your mouth and tasted a quicker shot of precum coat your mouth. You knew he was close. You hummed again, gave a squeeze on his nuts and gave one long hard suck at the very base of his dick and...Vander moaned your name so pretty as he flooded your throat with his seed. His balls jumped in your hand and you pet his thigh as he trembled. He tweaked a nipple to signal you to stop.
You slid him from your mouth and caught your breath as he plopped down into a chair behind him. You smiled at each other as he patted his lap. You laugh as you crawl into his arms, he tucks you into his side and hands you a glass of water. You hum as you take a drink before handing it back to him. "Think I might need to use your jacket again." He pinches your thigh lightly and you kiss him. He kisses you back and growls into your mouth, "Ya know you'll get me kicked out one of the days." You laugh and lean into him. Savoring another night in his arms.
Welp, that feels good to get out. Been stuck on this for a bit. Sorry if it felt rushed. Let know if you liked it. ❤️
MRT: Vander x Neighbor Reader Thanksgiving (Part 2)
Follow up from Part 1
Warnings: fluff, family activities, endearing behaviors, Do Not Feed Into AI
You were peeling potatoes with Claggor for the mashed potatoes.
Powder was tasked with washing them before handing them over.
Vi was cutting them into smaller chunks and piling them into a bowl.
Milo was holding the peelings bag and checking the water to see when it started boiling.
You stuck him with this since he kept bothering powder and cut his finger somehow with a safety peeler.
You promised him a more fulfilling job after this.
You were all on your side of the townhouses. Giving Vander time to watch his turkey in peace.
You had already helped him start the turkey and stuffing bright and early this morning.
You went over with a cup of black coffee in one hand and your own morning cup.
Vander had given you his usual dashing smile and deeper than usual "Thanks Doll". You assumed it was the early grog still in his voice.
You chatted a bit about the plan at his kitchen counter.
The morning light peaked through his window and gently basked your beautiful face in its light.
He felt warmth pool in his stomach but blamed it on the warm brew he was drinking.
He heard the sound of little feet coming down the stairs and cleared his throat before refocusing on the task at hand.
You heard a gasp behind you and pitter patter come up to you before Powder was hugging your waist.
"Good morning to you too" you chuckled as she squeezed you.
Vander smiled at the blue bed head she sported and started brushing it through his fingers.
"The others still sleeping?" He asked her as she looked up at him.
"Yeah, Vi told me to give her 30 more minutes. Didn't even bother the boys room, don't feel like dealing with Milo." She looked back up at you, "He's somehow meaner in the morning."
You smirked, "It's a day off from school we will cut them a break for now. Can't say I'm much of a morning person either."
Vander quirked a brow at that, "You? Mean? Find the idea of you even being grumpy hard to imagine."
You shrugged, "Always been more of a night owl. You usually just catch me on my good mornings."
The image of you curled up in bed as he beckoned you up for the day flashed in his mind but he didn't dare dwell on it.
"Well let's get you some breakfast before we get started." Vander went to the fridge to make Powder her usual.
From there the morning seemed to fly by.
You were making the stuffing when the other kids emerged from their rooms.
Powder was sat next to you happily breaking green beans in half.
Vi gave you a simple "mornin" before going into the bathroom.
Claggor was a softer "Good morning" as he went into the basement. You assumed their washer was down there too. Since he had a empty hamper with him.
Milo you caught a glimpse of rounding the base of the stairs but didn't see him come into the kitchen.
You did hear who you assumed was Milo scamper back up the stairs though.
You glanced at Powder as she sighed and rolled her eyes.
You have a questioning look and she simply stated, "He must of forgot you would be here. Probably doesn't want to be seen until he's more presentable."
You laughed at that.
The small family just seemed to fall into their usual habits even with you present. Except for Milo that is who was still upstairs, picking out an outfit you assumed.
Vander made them breakfast, Vi grabbed some clothes from Claggor before he took the hamper of clean clothes to the living room to start folding.
Vi beckoned Powder, who had just finished with green beans, into the bathroom to prep for the day.
Vander didn't give himself enough credit you thought as the smell of freshly cooked breakfast food filled the room.
You couldn't help but to admire his back muscles flex and his hands smoothly work.
He fought every urge to glance back at you and just bask in this mini moment of what could be.
As Vander plated the various orders for the kids, you heard unnecessarily pronounced steps come down the steps.
Milo came down finally it seemed.
"Gggoooodd Morning everyone." Milo said cooly as he entered the kitchen. "Oh, well hello to you too."
You turned and gave Milo an amused smile, "Good morning Milo. Sleep well?"
He leaned on the counter and sighed, "Mmm as good as you can when your roommate snores."
"Oh Shut Up!" Claggor yelled around the corner in the living room.
"I'm just...""Enough you two." Vander interrupted the two and pointed at Milo and then at the various plates on the counter. "Get your breakfast."
Milo gave a gruff and sassy, "yes sir". He swiped up his breakfast as Claggor took the clothes upstairs. Vander bellowed, "You too, you lot are helping with dinner. The clothes can wait."
The bathroom door opened and Vi and Powder came out. Vi asking, "You sure you want Milo's help? Nearly burned our oven hood the last time he tried to make mac and cheese." as she took her own plate.
You laughed and Milo groaned.
Claggor appeared again taking his plate, "He burned the noodles, all the water evaporated."
"Okay, Okay" Milo grumbled as he ate. "A guy can't redeem himself?"
"I'm sure we can give you something to try to Milo." You said as you covered the stuffing with foil and set it off to the side.
"The Turkey?" He asked as he dashed to put his dishes in the sink and try to get to the fridge.
Before he could open the door Vander put his hand at the edge and kept it closed, "Not happening."
Milo gave a smug grin, "AAAHHH, looks like I'm not the only one looking to redeem himself."
The others laughed and Vander blushed looking at all of them.
"Alright you lot, enough teasing finish up your food. You're coming to my side so Vander can focus on the recipe."
Vi mused as she put her plates in the sink, "Oh I'm sure we wouldn't be the ones at risk of distracting Vander." She winked at him as she walked by you to the front door.
Powder grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the kitchen.
Milo tucked under Vander's arm and rushed past hoping to avoid a bonk on the head. Heading into the bathroom to brush up before heading out the door
Finally Claggor rinsed the dishes in the sink and brushed his own teeth before giving a bump on the arm to Vander as he walked by, "We'll put a good word in for ya."
Vander rolled his eyes and huffed, "Knowing you bunch, I'll be replacing something in that kitchen."
Sorry guys, life took the reins this time. Still more to come. Some naughty stuff brewing too.
I really love how you make Vander so whipped and so much of a lover. I love reading your stuff. How much do you have more of Vander you wanna do?
I appreciate the love, thank you 💞. There's something about a big intimidating character willing to go to their knees for you that sparks joy for me.
Sadly I don't have any kind of number for how much more work I have left for Vander. I just write when an idea hits. The day to day stuff takes up a lot of time and energy so I write when I can. Just keep an eye out and you will probably see more stuff from me.
-Set some months after the trio's conversation that night at the bar, the guys get a visit from their friend..and new companion. My heart is broken and I need some fluffy healing okay I really wanted to write a thing with Vander meeting baby Vi sue me.
A light rapping at the door makes Vander look up and Silco glance over his shoulder. They weren't open, and unexpected knocks usually came with some sort of headache or trouble.
They catch each other's gaze in a silent question of if they should answer, and whom if so. Silco's pen hovers above the ledger in front of him, brow raised a measure, his glass-green eyes sharp and steady. They dart towards the sound before meeting Vander's again, his head tilting slightly. Vander nods and reflexively rolls his shoulders, stepping around the table he was cleaning and takes a couple steps forward when there's a second knock-only this time it comes in a very distinctive, two-three-two pattern and both men are instantly fully alert.
Vander makes it to the door in a few hurried strides, undoing the locks and throwing it open to have two people dart inside. Closing it again he whirls and steps toward them, Silco also approaching now.
"Felicia, Connol!" he huffs, irate and concerned all at once, "We haven't heard from you in over a week! We were starting to think-"
She whips a hand forward and presses a finger to his lips, "Shhhhh...she's dozing-oh, not anymore."
It's then a small, thin cry is heard, the sound suddenly the only one in the room, and certainly not normally heard.
Vander and Silco freeze for a moment before the larger man barely finds his voice, "Is...did you..?"
Felicia rolls her eyes with a smirk, "Sorry guys. Been a little preoccupied."
Pulling aside the loose cloak she wore, she turns to reveal a wide piece of fabric wound around herself, and securely bound in the middle, cradled against her chest, was a tiny, wiggly bundle. Connol smiles broadly, weaving an arm around her shoulders, "Mates, meet our daughter."
As if knowing she was being talked about, the infant's wriggling increases and she turns her head, topped with a fluff of pinkish-red hair and gapes at the adults with brilliant, sky-blue eyes.
There's a beat of silence, save for the newborn's whimpers and soft cries, as if the reverence and significance for this moment was an unspoken agreement. Felicia tenderly brushes her fingers across her cheek and the puff of hair, a soft, peaceful smile on her face.
It's Silco who breaks the quiet with a simple, understated, "Ah...I see." still at a loss how to properly react to the situation.
"Lookit her...so small..." Vander breathes, moving closer, a lopsided grin slowly growing, "Hello there little one...lemme be the first to welcome you here though eh, it'll be a bit before you're a customer yeah?"
Connol rolls his eyes with a snort, yet Silco's face hardens just the slightest degree, "Not that I'm questioning your judgement, however is it not incredibly risky to whisk a newborn all the way here?"
"We know the best routes, and besides, this is about the safest place she could possibly be." answers Felicia.
Connol nods, "Ain't no better spot than the one that means so much to us all. It's practically our home, and we felt there'd be no better for ya to meet her."
Silco clears his throat with an understanding nod in return, a smile playing at his lips as he turns and steps back toward the bar, "Well then. I do believe congratulations are in order. How old is she?"
"Five days now," Felicia answers as she and Connol go to sit at a nearby table, readjusting the sling so she can hold her on her shoulder, "And already giving me sass!"
Vander laughs, a bright, warm laugh that bounces off the walls before he sits with them, "I don't know what you expected, bein' the result of you two!"
"Oy man what's that supposed to mean?" says Connol with feigned indignation and a smirk.
Silco joins the group then, carrying a tray with several glasses-and one deep blue tumbler. He passes a glass to each of the men, then with a little flourish and gallant bow, sets the cup in front of Felicia, who laughs and does a slight bow in return.
"A toast then. Congratulations to the new parents, to your new addition, and many hopes for the future..." says Silco proudly, raising his glass, and the others follow suit.
"Oh! Right!" Vander snaps his fingers, "So, what's her name then?"
Felicia catches his eye, a glimmer both sly and yet softened with pride in her own, "Violet, of course."
Vander freezes, mouth half open in disbelief, feeling his heart leap, having to set his glass down before he dropped it, "...What?"
"You heard me." she grins, Connol adding, "We talked about it, considered others, but we kept coming back around and decided...Violet is a good name."
Swallowing thickly, Vander takes a moment before responding, "I...don't know what to say..."
Silco shakes his head with a smile, patting the larger man's shoulder, "I think he means he's honored."
"Of course I am, just also...wow. I didn't think..." Vander laughs, much more softly, running a hand through his hair, "Violet. Yeah."
Felicia turns so the newborn is facing them, "Say hello to your uncles Vander and Silco, Violet! They look like dorks, and they can be, but I'll tell you something...there's no one who cares about us down here as much, who'll fight harder for us, who will love you more, besides me and your pa, then these two."
The baby stares at them, and Vander is surprised to feel tears pricking the corners of his eyes, "Hello, Violet...what your mum said is true. No matter what happens, we've got ya."
Noticing, Silco breaks into a mocking grin, "Oh dear dear what's this? Is the great Hound of the Underground actually crying?"
"Shut it. It's dusty in here." grumbles Vander, yet unable to hide his own grin. All laugh, then the conversation carries on...
MRT: Vander x Neighbor Reader Thanksgiving (Part 1)
A little shorter. Decided to break this one up. Ages in bios people.
Warnings: fluff, flirting, baby steps, do not feed into AI
You sighed as you turned another brittle page.
You were looking through an old cookbook that has been passed down from generation to generation in your family.
You just doubted any of the earliest generations had expected this to fall into the hands of your loner ass.
Figuring the portions in the recipes were for at least a family of four or more.
Not one single person.
You knew you could do the math and figure out how to cook for just one but......it didn't feel right for this situation.
You were supposed to be planning Thanksgiving. But for what? Just you?
You sighed and thunked your head down on the table.
After a few moments you hear heavy thuds on your front porch and the rustling of bags.
You assume Vander had done the grocery shopping preparing for the holiday meal in two days.
The kids were over Benzo's probably, letting Vander get some things prepared in peace.
You lift your head and look at the recipes again.
You aren't sure if its the emotions of loneliness urging you up and out your front door or the petty anger at yourself for being lonely.
Before you could dwell on it though you find yourself knocking on Vander's door book in hand.
You hear Vander walk up to the door and you raise your eye level to the appreciate height to look up at him.
You try not to dwell on the way your heart flips when he smiles at you from the doorway.
"Well hello, what brings you to my door doll?" He asks smoothly and you give a small smile back as you lift the book up to him.
"I know you probably have your own recipes to work with for Thanksgiving but....this would be better in your hands than mine."
Vander looks down at the book confused as he reads the cover. He slowly takes it and flips through the pages.
"Better in my hands? Benzo tell you I burned half the side dishes last year did he?" He chuckles and looks bashful looking back at you. "In my defense the turkey was only under seasoned that time not dry."
"What? Oh, no no no. Vander I didn't, i wasn't saying." You sigh and take a breath, "I meant just that I don't have any use for it, would do that book more justice at a family function."
You watch as Vander's face shifts as he must have put together what you were saying.
"You're not going to anyone's dinner?" He looks at you intense and sad.
You break eye contact as embarrassment fills you and you're looking for a way to shift the subject.
Vander's heart is breaking for you, he already didn't enjoy the idea of you alone most days let alone on a holiday meant for family and friends.
"Can't have that can we now?" He leans towards you and taps under your chin to get you to look back up at him. His insides warm when he sees that cute blush spread across your face.
"What do you mean?" You ask as you angle your face slightly away from his hand to try and give yourself some mercy.
"I mean you're eating with us." He chuckles as you look shocked up at him. "Now now no arguing, doll. There's plenty of room for you in our home. Beside I'm sure you would do much better at deciphering what half these words mean in this cookbook than I would."
He can see the wheels turning in your head and before you could try to weasel out he adds, "I could really use your help. I doubt I've given the kids a proper delicious Thanksgiving dinner. Would love it if you could let me finally make it happen."
At that you took pause and slowly looked up at those deep warm puppy dog eyes Vander was giving you.
"Okay," you sheepishly give in, "pick out what you want to make from the book and we can make sure we have what we need."
His smile was blinding, "Yes ma'am".
You huffed as he gave you a wink and headed inside to find some paper to mark off the pages.
Part one of an unknown part series. I'm just gunna follow a flow until it ends I guess. Stay tuned and reblog if you are enjoying. Reminder I will block anyone who interacts with my nsfw work if there is no age in their bios. I do check. @conretewings @immortalbumblebee @questythebot @band--psycho @2dmanlover @vander-affectionate @parvulous-writings
Vander and Silco Get Baby Fever After Seeing Felicia Have Kids
Pairing: Vander, Silco x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, creampie, size difference, breeding kink, mentioned future pregnancy, on the bar, desk sex
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A/N: I saw them in that flashback and haven't had time to get them out of my mind sense. They were all so hot, we lost so much!
Vander was usually careful when having sex, at least when it came to pulling out on time
Lately he's been actively pushing you against his cock to make sure his cum goes inside you, not out
Will put you in a headlock while he breeds you
If he notices you teasing him through the day he will wipe the bar down at the end of the night and fuck you on top of it, not even caring to carry you to the bedroom
Already has a list of names in his head
Uses his fingers to push his cum back into your pussy while holding you up with his other hand, those fingers dancing along your spine
Gets pussydrunk very easily when you say how much you want him to make you pregnant, how good of a dad you know he'll be
Could go all night if he thinks it would increase the chances of your pregnancy
Raises your ass when he fucks you from behind, his strong thighs smacking against your cheeks hard, the bed protesting under you both
Eats his cum from your pussy if it leaks out, at least then it won't fully go to waste
Silco never thought he'd want to become a dad but now it's all he can think about, all day, every day
Cockwarming was always one of his favorite things, one of the best ways to pass the time while he works but now there's an added bonus to it of him keeping your pussy nice and full
Bends you over the desk almost immediately after you enter his office and actually enjoys seeing his cum drip down your thighs
Has so much more cum to give you so it's no issue
Never masturbates, not until you get pregnant anyway, because he wants to make sure that as much of his seed ends up in your womb as possible
Knows that pregnancy will be hard, and raising the kid even harder, he is ready to be there every single step of the way, especially when all the hormones kick in
Folds you into a mating press, the slight curve of his cock hitting your sweet spot and making your pussy squeeze so hard you milk the cum right out of his balls
If he really gets into it it's debatable if he would stop fucking you if someone were to walk in
Every time he imagines how beautiful you'd look pregnant his cock stirs in his pants, it's a problem if he's at work during that time
When he's balls deep inside of you he gets very talkative and starts brainstorming names and things that you'll need to buy for the baby
