Tags: mommy wanda, little reader, soft, nursing, ficlet
Words: 505
Author's note: happy late mother's day :p
No pronouns used for reader. Nondescript shirt.
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Wanda doesnât usually wear her silk robe so long before bed. Yet when she came back into the living room after her shower, she is. You notice instantly, sitting up straighter but trying not to be obvious about. You love how soft she looks in her red silk robe and she knows it.Â
She sits down, wine glass in hand, and you quickly snuggle into her, the show playing long forgotten. Your turn your head so your nose brushes her shoulder, unsubtly enjoying the lingering scent of her soap. Her arm wraps around your back, nails slipping under the hem of your shirt to gently scratch at the skin there.
Your eyes catch on a strip of white. Wandaâs robe is loose and the edge of it has drooped enough to show the side of her boob. You can even see a tiny sliver of pink. You lean forward, mesmerised, to nose gently at her soft skin. The lovely smell of her soap is even stronger and you turn your head to press your cheek against her. Wanda still doesnât comment, or stop running her nails over your skin.
You canât manage to stay still. Instead nuzzling her skin. Gently rubbing your cheek against her soft skin, and then your nose, then your cheek again, slowly sinking into that warm, fuzzy feeling Mommy so often puts you in. When you gently press your forehead into her heated skin she finally says,
âEnjoying yourself?â in an amused voice. You hum happily, words beyond you as you press into her. Wanda huffs a laugh, moving her hand to gently scratch at the baby hairs at the nape of your neck. You move your head so your lips brush her skin. You spend some time gently running your lips over her soft skin but you canât resist tasting her. Little kitten licks that slowly creep over until youâre nudging her robe aside and latching onto her nipple. She has gasps quietly, her hand cupping the back of your neck.Â
You suck gently, continuing your kitten licks every now and then to hear her hum. You look up at her. Her head is tilted back against the couch. Her eyes are shut. A contented smile on her face. They eventually open to look down at you and her smile warms. She threads her fingers through your hair.
âOther one, baby.â She gently tugs at your hair, her other hand pushing the other side of the robe off her chest. You whine but listen. Letting go of her over stimulated nipple to latch onto the other one.Â
The bliss lasts an eternity and your eyes begin to droop. Wands begins to hum quietly. The tune she always uses when sheâs encouraging you to sleep. You drop fast after that. Your suckling showing to a stop, the stillness interrupted intermittently when you remember the nipple in your mouth. Wanda gently scratches at the nape of your neck until even that stops. You fall asleep, surrounded by your mommy and her love.
Reader is G!N and also a neighbor in welcome home, also want to mention that the reader themselves are a puppet too
Heads up for stimming (Julie, no worries, sheâs happy) just in case if youâre uncomfortable with it
Warnings: Stalking in this little series, take my heed, take my warning⊠such behavior wonât be present or exhibited until part three of route one, Iâm just giving an early notice
Other than that thereâs nothing else! Thereâs zero sexual content! (I respect partycoffins uncertainty at the moment) or inappropriate language
A/n: I do apologize if anything may be wonky, Iâm currently sick and feeling unwell, fever isnât doing me any good other than giving me time off to do what I want.
Wally first met you when you moved into the oh so lovely neighborhood of Welcome Home. At first he was just your typical fellow puppet, besides the snazzy sense of style and personality of course. after you had both met heâd greet you in the morning with a smile as he would check his mail box for any potential letters or packages delivered by Eddie.
The sun was shining as brightly as it possibly could on that day and the fresh breeze was blowing around the peaceful neighborhood you were now currently moving into. Flowers that grew by each white or multicolored fence filled that breeze with the occasional hint of pollen to attract bouncy bees or fluttering butterflies that would fly by.
You were in front of your brand new home. You took a moment to relish the soon would be memory then started to unload your belongings from the bright blue truck, box after box after box. One by one. As you were in the midst of taking one of the last ten boxes you felt as if someone was observing you. You turned around to see a fellow puppet with yellow skin and blue hair that was styled into a swirl, the immaculately styled hair could be compared to a roll cakeâ a pompadour. He wore a blue cardigan over a white button downâ that button down had one button unbuttoned, a red scarf tied around his neck, for his bottoms he was wearing striped rainbow pants, He was smiling warmly. Watching you as he stood there. You didnât know what to say so you just said whatever came first to mind.
âIs there anything I could help you with?â You asked not knowing an ounce of what he would answer with. You had to admit, he was one finely well dressed neighbor. His eyes lit up as if he was a cat that had heard itâs kibble shake in a bowl the second you asked the question
â..Actually I came here to ask you that questionâ he said, his voice monotonous but welcoming and calming, he pointed to the box in your hand âoh my, that box sure looks heavyâ he voiced âMay I help you with it?â
Overtime as you got acquainted with him, the relationship between the both of you grew to become the best of friends
You would go over and visit his home to paint with him, on most days spent at his place you would both end up with paint smeared over each others clothes, too much fun from painting. And he would visit your home to do whatever youâd like to together whether thatâd be baking cookies or Wally coming over to show you his favorite apple
Wally was perplexed, one day he felt a fuzzy feeling whenever you were aroundâ he was so confused!
He would often be looking far into the distance, a dreamy smile and dazed look upon his face as he hummed a tune to the thought of you
âOhhh WallyâJulie called as she skipped over to him
âWallyâ she repeated his name to get his attention âhm?â Wally woke from his daydream âwho..â
âSilly, itâs meâ Julie giggled âJulie!â
âOh, hi julieâ Wally smiled warmly as he waved his hand very slowly. Julie noticed the behavior Wally was showing, he looked so detached to the world around them
âGee, you seem a little different todayâ She pointed out â..Whatâs on your mind?â
âWell, you see.. Iâm not sure how to put itâ He wondered, unsure of how to express how he feels towards Reader âWell..â
âIs it a thing?â Julie guessed but Wally shook his head âis it an animal? Let me guess, Let me guess, itâs a word!â
âMh, mhâ Wally shook his head again. For a moment Julie paused and thought very hard, if itâs none of those, then what is it? Or rather, who is it?
âOh! Iâve got it now!â Julie chirped cheerily âIs it one of our neighbors?â She squealed, her eyes twinkling and shining as she waited for Wallies response thinking that she had finally found the answerâ and she was right! She could just sense that she was right by the way Wally was at loss of words when she said it. âWho is it?â She asked Wally âWho is it!â
Wally whispered, a little hesitant to tell Julie whoâs he thinking of âPromise you wonât laugh?â
âWhy would I laugh? Go on, tell me!â Julie urged âIâm your neighbor, I wouldnât laughâ
âNow, whatâs going on here?â Frank suddenly approached Julie and Wally âWhatâs all the commotion about?â
âWally is thinking of one of our neighborsâ Julie giggled âHeâs going to tell me who they areâ She covered her mouth âGo on Wally, who are they?â
âWell, Itâs readerââ Wally was then cut off by Julie squealing and jumping up and down in joy, Frank on the other hand was suprised at the reaction Julie had shown
âI knew it!â Julie cheered âJust by the look on your face, I could tellâ she stimmed by flapping her hands for a bit.
âSo youâre thinking about Reader?â Frank said âI saw your face earlier, and I know exactly what that meansâ
âHm?â Wally hummed, unsure of what Frank was exactly saying, Wallyâs half lidded eyes were now confused
âNow, before Iâm sure it really is what I think it is, I have to ask you a series of questionsâ Frank cleared his throat and dusted his shoulder âif that would be fine with youâ
imagine hi saving all of his mora to take you to your favourite ramen restaurant. imagine him kissing you till ur dizzy <3. imagine you and itto listening to ur favourite songs on a long bus ride back home. imagine you and itto wearing matching outfits. imagine you and him staying up till 4 am talking about ur feelings. imagine him kissing you in front of all ur friends. imagine him coming home to you dancing on the table to ur favourite song. imagine falling asleep on the couch while having a movie night with him. imagine him introducing you to the gang. imagine going on long night walks as aftercare. imagine him telling you that he loves you for the first time. imagine helping him cook dinner as hes a HORRIBLE chef. imagine ur first time doing it together. imagine running away with him. imagine you and him planning a family together. imagine you and him hunting for the perfect onikabuto. itto knows that you two will be together forever and ever <3
it was in the heat of the moment, and you didnt mean it. yet why did he agree? was he too blinded by his fighting spirit?
"fine." childe said, leave and slamming the door behind him.
how did it get to this point?
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childe came home, injured. bruises everywhere and blood dripping down his face. youre used to seeing this. youre used to having to patch up all his wounds. yet it still worried you. just because youre used to it doesn't mean you dont stop worrying.
"dear.. you need to take a break. you always come home injured. please. im really worried for you."
"its fine, hun, i'm a fatui harbinger, its part of my job. just dont worry too much, okay darling?"
"ajax." childe looked at you, knowing you were serious when you said his real name.
"please, take a break. for me." you gripped onto the bandage you were wrapping around his arm a little tighter.
childe was getting irritated by the second, after having a stressful day and having to deal with his partner at home.
"(name). you know what you were getting into when we started dating. you should be used to this by now."
"ajax, i'm still worried for you! what if- what if one day you dont come home? what if one day you-"
everything went silent. the atmosphere was tense, almost suffocating.
"we should stop seeing eachother."
"what?"
"its for the best."
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now youre sitting on your bed, head in your hands.
info: fluff, child-hood crush, underage drinking (briefly), continuation from pt.1, teenage love â§*ă
January first, 2012. A new year, a new season of volleyball, and new expectations placed heavy-handedly upon his shoulders. Yet despite all this pressure, he still wore the same dumb grin that graced his face merely at the thought of you.
Speaking of, he shuffled upward from under his thick duvet to watch you snore loudly on the futon at the end of his bed -Â âthe birthday boy will not give up his bed for me! Your mother made this up for me and I wonât be ungrateful!â- youâd insisted the previous night.
With each birthday the gifts had matured- no more toys and trinkets, but hand-made appetisers and some cheeky items snuck from your pantry. Hot chocolate had turned into a more,, adult drink. âTa-da~â youâd waved the small bottle of prosecco at him like a magician half-heartedly pulling a dove from your sleeve as soon as he opened his frontdoor, âthey wonât notice itâs gone- and so what if weâre underage? Live a lilâ, captain!â He could only roll his eyes and smile at your antics as you nudged him and hid the glistening bottle beneath your jacket.
Since the wee hours of the morning that bottle had mainly been necked by you- Daichi only taking light sips and coughing at the heavy smell and bubbles that burned his throat. Youâd laughed and heaved him into a tight hug, nostalgia clouding your eyes as you reminisced -Â âweâre not kids anymore, dai! Oh, how time flies!â
It sure does when heâs spending it with you, his little firework. Shot into the sky and caused such a big boom. Making the daunting clouds over his head separate, his heart stutter and wheeze, cheeks warm and eyes waver with the joy of spending time with you.
His adoring thoughts were clipped off by a raspy gargling as you rolled over under the sheets- âI think I'm gonna be sick.â and rushing (more like tripping) to the bathroom.
Shaking his head fondly he pitter-pattered after you to rub your back as you dry-heaved into his toilet bowl, gripping the blue & white tiles for dear life.
Even in this aspect, which youâd probably consider your worst, he still found himself wishing to be nowhere else other than here. Wiping your mouth you smiled wearily, âthanks. we should get going soon, yeah? donât wanna- *hic*- be late.âÂ
An hour later, after many back rubs and gulps of stingingly fresh water, the both of you made it to the shrine where Asahi, Kiyoko and Koushi awaited your presence.
Patting his arm you separated to walk with the ace and chat about an upcoming math test which he keenly begged you to revise for. âMaybe Iâll wish for brains this year.â You laughed whimsically and began trudging up the stone steps - not without complaining - âthese monks just looove making me walk after a hang-over, donât they? Stupid stairs!â
While the others looked on in affectionate concern, Daichi hung back with a dumb, droopy-eyed smile stuck to his face. He only rushed forward when you looked like you were about to topple backwards at the final step, sweating at your tipsy and light-hearted actions. He didnât mind it though, being back beside you as you gripped his arm for steadiness.
One by one your friends encroached upon their fates by ringing the dangling suzu bells. On his turn, Daichi shakily took a breath as he gripped the red & white entwined rope. Squeezing his eyes shut, he inhaled the after-blaze of sparklers and the merry smell of abundant hope, and made his ever repetitive wish.
Clapping his hands to seal what so far had never faltered, he returned back as you, the last person to go and reach for your future, entered the shelter of the shrine.
You took a while, but no-one minded. It was peaceful after all, only a soft breeze and parents whispering instructions to their children on how New Yearsâ prayers worked filtered through the chilly morning air.
Satisfied, you stepped away and bowed to the gods, thanking them for listening to your long thread of wishes which no comforting shoulder or alcohol could pry out of you.
Traipsing away with a beaming grin, you reconnected your arm with Daichiâs as you made your way back down the moss-studded steps, greeting neighbours and local elders as they made their own journey.
As your friends spilled their anxieties over the new heat of volleyball tournaments approaching, you listened intently and gave baby-teeth sized amounts of wisdom, not compatible to Kiyokoâs sage inspiration. Failing to notice Daiâs grip get a little tighter as you praised his leadership and teamâs spectacular skill.
It shone from your very being - you were proud of each and every one of them.
As soft flutters of winter drifted along your path, grey from soggy, trodden snow and framed by curling evergreens, Daichi - neighbour, best-friend, the bud of a soulmate that would blossom with the coming spring - found his eyes wandering to your content face once again.
Sighing with bitter appreciation, he considered this not the right time tell you heâd been harbouring a crush on you for the past decade. Swallowing what he feared would be tears - you are just so beautiful in this scenery, no matter where you were, he was constantly in awe of your ever glowing shine. A silly thing to admit, but he couldnât help it.
âHey.â You softly pulled him to a stop as soon as you heard that weary sigh. That sound ached you profoundly- it echoed after a lost match or tiring practice. To you it was the sound of him edging closer to giving up, yet holding on. âWhatâs wrong?â
 Your three friends walked on ahead, not noticing you and your partnerâs halted foot-fall. Adjusting his coat lapels and tightening his scarf, you patiently waited for an answer.
The way you looked at him, after all this time, he felt his silly heart do that silly little pang. You just made his heart go boom, little firework.
Leaning into you he ever so gently placed a kiss upon your forehead, to which you closed your eyes and let the feeling of warmth spread.Â
âNothing.â His fell in beside you again as you both began to walk, the faint laughter of your friends ahead trailed through to your heart, âIâm just glad my wish stayed true.â and he reached for your hand, which you grasped without even having to try.
After all this time, it had never faultered.
A/N: ah, bitter-sweet feelings of 'not the right time, but another year with you' :')
hello there, could you do smutty prompt 2 w/ Hunter where he and the reader get in a sticky situation and they both think they're going to die so he confesses his feelings and they make love like it's the end of the world
âyou were always more than just a one-night stand to meâ
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Hunter x GN!Reader - Smut - Fear to love
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Content Warning: 18+ Only below the cut
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"I'm really hating this mission!" You yelled over the sound of blaster shots and droids falling to the ground.
"Really? I thought it was going pretty well." Hunter joked, trying to hide his concern as the droids forced the two of you deeper into the forest. The brush was too thick to get a comm signal through to the rest of the Bad Batch.
Luckily Hunter's skills and natural knack for this kind of terrain kept you both alive. Finding paths through the thick foliage and trees, sliding down muddy hillsides.
"These clankers just won't give up," you complained as they continued to follow you. They really didn't want you getting into that secret Separatist station. Not only were there regular droids but also commando droids, so far they were the only ones able to keep up. But you knew the others weren't far behind.
"Hopefully we'll at least act as a distraction, so the others can get in and out before the droids double back," Hunter said, continuing to forge a path.
"Let's hope."
You took turns between running and fighting, slowly thinning down the masses of droids following close behind. It doesn't take long before some commando droids thought about flanking the two of you. Using the forest and blaster fire to cover their movements as they circled behind you and Hunter.
Now blaster fire was coming from all sides, both of you knew this wouldn't end well if it continued. "Hunter, find a way outta here!"
 "I'm trying!" He said frantically, searching, knowing there was no time to focus. His senses were already overloaded with all the sounds the droids were making.
"Here quick!" He shouted as he grabbed your wrist, pulling you behind him as he began running, taking some blaster fire as he charged through a small group of droids. - You heard a sound; it was loud, the closer you got the louder it became. It didn't take long to realize it was a waterfall.
"Jump," Hunter said, now holding your hand as he approached the edge.
 "Are you crazy?! We could die!"
"Well, it's either get killed by a bunch of clankers or risk jumping in some water. I'll make sure you're safe, okay? You just have to trust me." He said, looking over your shoulder to see the droids approaching quickly.
"I can't."
 "Yes, yes you can," he reassured, but it wasn't helping.
"No....no I - I can't."Â Hunter pulled off his helmet and cupped your face, "You can... I love you, and I'm not going to let you die, trust me."
You were too occupied with panicking about the clankers and waterfall to really have his words register, so after a moment of hesitation and stepping closer to the edge before stepping back in panic, you finally nodded to him. "Fine, just promise we'll get out of there."
"I promise." He replied before the both of you jumped off into the water. Even with your suits on, it was freezing, chilling you to the bone. The water rushed all around you, pushing and pulling you in every direction, slamming you into things as you tried to fight against it. Luckily, as promised, Hunter was there to get you, pulling you up against his chest as he swam to the water's edge. Helping you up onto the rocky ground.
"I'm never doing that again!" You huffed, trying to keep yourself from shivering.
"Come on, we need to get to cover before they see us." He said taking your hand and leading you into the forest. It was already getting dark. Soon the warmth of the sun was gone, now replaced by a small fire he had made while you built a shelter. - It took a while, but it was finally finished.
"You know we could have died," you say with a sad expression.
 "Remember, I'd never let you die," he reassured, placing his hand over yours to stop it from shivering. - Now you remember, and now you had time to process the words he said earlier, "You love me?" You questioned, unsure if he really meant it or just said it at the moment.
"Of course I do, I mean what I say," he replied with a smile on his face. Something came over you, and you leaned in, kissing him. It didn't take long for him to reciprocate and then deepen the kiss. Your fingers played with his long hair as he grabbed you to pull you close. Pulling away to catch some air, the both of you couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "We really should get off these clothes, it's freezing."
He smirked at your proposal and in no time the both of you had removed each other's uniforms and laid them by the fire to dry out. Ducking into the cover of the shelter, only taking the one blanket that was stuffed into Hunter's backpack.Â
You always assumed Hunter would be at an advantage with his abilities but instead your every touch silenced him as he couldn't help but take in every aspect of you. From your smell to the feeling of your skin against his, the warmth in you and himself.
To regain some control of his senses, he flipped you on your back, allowing you the time to enjoy the touch of his skin on yours. Pleasuring you in all your most desired places. His hot lips pressing against your neck as he left bite marks on your skin, the sounds from your mouth making him fall more in love with you. "Hunter! Ahhh!!" You groan as his lips move down your body, his hand quickening its pace. Soon you were pushed into ecstasy, crying out his name as his tongue dragged against your skin.
After recovering from your high, you told him to lie down. Now was his time to get some. Showing him the same dedication he gave you, overstimulating him with every jerk of your hand and body. Every pleasant sound imaginable came from him as he reached his peak, desperately kissing you between heavy breaths of air. Soon you collapsed on top of him, exhausted, hot, and sweaty. The two of you now tucked under the covers, escaping the cold air that crept in from the outside. It didnât take long to drift to sleep. Your face snuggled in his chest.
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It had been a few weeks since you last had the chance to see Hunter, now that you came face to face with him again after when had happened you felt a little shy. Was that a mistake, was he avoiding you, or did missions just not line up?
"Hey," he said, walking over to you with a smile on his face.
 "Hi, â how are you?"
"Better now that I've found you...I'm sorry we haven't been able to talk after everything that happened --" Before he finished your nervous brain reacted, hoping to get the pain done with quickly, unaware that he was searching for you to tell you that he really meant everything. That he loved you.
"Hunter, maybe it's better â that... it's just that... I know we did that in just the heat of the moment, so if... ugh I..." you huffed, unable to get out the words you wanted. To save you from further embarrassment, he interjected, "I've come to tell you that I do love you."
"What?"
 "You were always more than just a one-night stand to me," he said, taking your hand in his.
"Uh, I... I don't know what to say?"
 "You don't need to say anything," he said, kissing your cheek.
"I do... I â I love you too," you say with a smile, âAre you free?â You asked with a small smirk on your face.
 âYes,â he said, smirking back, knowing exactly what you were implying. It was going to be a long night, but one the two of you were looking forward to.
