Evan going up to the attic of the home he raised his little girl in years after she’s all grownup and finds an old box filled with a little tea set that his daughter used to play with.
He’s immediately brought to tears at the sight, which is rare for Evan because he doesn’t cry easily. After that, he proceeds to look through other boxes that practically littered the attic floor and is overwhelmed by the memories.
Maybe an hour or so later, Barty comes up and finds his husband sobbing over a hippogriff plushie that used to be their daughter’s favorite toy. His heart just melts…
“My baby is all grown up,” Evan manages to say in between choked sobs. He cradles the plushie in his arms, rocking it back and forth in the same manner he would whenever his daughter needed to be soothed from a nightmare as a child.
Hii! Question for the boys, what do you want to be when you grow up? ( ◕ ﻌ ◕ )
-Bendy really wants to be a firefighter
He thinks they're "cool because they help people also they wear cool suits" -that what he said
-While Boris on the other hand keeps hearing that his fascination of making and connecting things together much make him a great engineer or an architecture even though he doesn't really understand those words much, but he apparently it, because he really likes building things
and like any sane person decided that I should write a bunch of micro stories that I don’t have energy to make fully fledged or don’t think I can make whole thing
so instead
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
male reader (coming soon) !! I got into the moment of writing this, idk man. aussjsujsjs i'll finish the ask box soon dw to those who requested a while back! btw everything mentioned is consensual between the both of you, so no nasty stuff implied okay?? pavia loves u sm he just wants to make the both of you feel good :((
enjoy the vomit of words and drabbles ‼️
huta <3 (◍ ´꒳` ◍)
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✦ With a delicate touch, he traced circles on your naked back, each motion conveying a silent language of love and understanding. You tilted your head, meeting his gaze with a soft smile, eyes sparkling with admiration and trust. In that tranquil intimacy, words seemed unnecessary; you didn't know how the hell you got into this mess, but your blurry visions tempt you to try to remember how you managed to convince him that you were ready to take him entirely. You weren't even sure yet if this is the bastard you want to lose your virginity to, but you loved him. Enough to allow your own purity to be engulfed by his own greed.
Your connection spoke volumes in the quiet exchange of shared affection, a symphony composed in gestures and whispers. His eyes glazed over the soft mounds of your chest that his slender fingers pinched the nipples between his fingers, watching ever so slowly, so mercilessly, how he wanted to devour your body as a whole and leave no trace behind. Pavia set you to be his little princess, allowing you to feel every inch of a thick cock be pushed directly into your hole that made you whimper and moan in your purity being fractured and split right open. He enjoyed this. He enjoyed taking his time with you, he didn't mind. But it was solely for the purpose of seeing every reaction you had.. and he didn't care that it took so long.
But regardless, you realised that within this moment of tranquility, your scattered clothing was yet to be cleaned up. It spread across the floor like a polluted river, but none of that mattered right now. At least, not to Pavia.
" How many times have you done this..?"
" Why does it even matter, ha? You're all I need to focus on right now.. "
A wolf devours it's meal when it's hungry, but Pavia? He had all the time in the world to watch you squirm and shudder to moan his name out like the most sinful prayer you've ever spoken of.
“ Just relax, puppy. You'll get what you want soon, and be patient, amore. I just want to see how long you can last until I fucking break you. “ He murmured huskily against your ear, moving his hands from your chest, to pinning both of your wrists above your head with one hand, the other laid firm against your waist.
He was somewhat lying. He just didn't want to hurt you during your first time, so stretching you out was the best possible choice to avoid hurting his beloved wife. <3
" Enjoying it, huh? Of course you are. Let me hear you, amore. Your noises are melodies for one to thrive in. So don't shut those pretty little lips of yours. "
His bites were gentle, but they became rougher by the minute with his groans exclaimed how badly he wanted this, just as much as you did under the muffled tone of his head devouring your body in sloppy kisses and bite marks.
But he didn't want to rush into it.
Let the man take care of you. Let him enjoy how his scent marks onto you with the perfume staining your body with the scent of mandarin and musk, adorned with fresh leather that polished him entirely.
He can feel it.
The way your hips grind against him to tell Pavia how badly you want to be destroyed, made him sinisterly laugh. He couldn't help but kiss your lips the moment you bucked into him, telling you to hush, that your silent pleas are heard but won't be taken into action, not yet anyways..
But then, It all stopped when he heard your whimper.
The hushed whisper that cracked something within his mind. Your words lingered.
" Please. Devour me. "
The teasing halted, and his movements were brief and short.. Between the sudden moment of panting and mixed breaths, Pavia flipped you on your back and he fucks into you like his own life depended on it.
Echoing slaps that filled the room emptied your pitched moans spilling effortlessly like wine out of a cup.
Staining the air with the murky scent of sex, your eyes half lidded, he managed to move you into a more comfortable position to continue thrusting his cock into your tight little hole with insanity. The slick that formed a ring around the base made him utterly crazy. Grabbing onto whatever he could to make you feel equally as pleasured as he was. He loved your body, worshipped it even. No matter how it seemed to look, he admired all traits of you and if anything, only extended his ego to see how ALL of this belongs to him.
“ T-That's it, cara mía. "
he groaned, snapping his head towards the base of your neck where he burrows under, because his feverish redness staining his cheeks made it known that he truly did thrive in it all, knowing how you could easily make him crumble just as much as how he knows how he can make you fold under five seconds.
Pavia raised your legs instantly and held them above his shoulders, leaning in to fold you, biting your bottom lip with slight pressure as he continued to effortlessly cram himself into your tight little hole, whimpers hushed and muffled by his rough handling of you. Watery eyes of yours closed instantly, all the while Pavia continued to abuse that one spot that bundled your nerves together, hitting deep and deeper with every raw thrust consuming both of your sweaty bodies together. Those fingers bearing rings and chains on his hand that made you feel the cold steel hit against your warmth, they circled your clit, every thrust that followed along after.
Hungry lips latched onto your chest, biting down gently on your soft nipples that perked up instantly as you felt his cock withdraw from you. Whines perched up as he immediately fucked into your body once again, your breathing suddenly halted and sucked out entirely.
Hey love! 28 please with Bucktommy or the fire fam 🙏
Hello, my darling! Absolutely! I decided to put them both together for you ❤️
28. something about [them]
The first event at Bobby and Athena's new house is, of course, a barbecue, mixed with a pool party for the kids - and Buck, who's splashing around with them, happy as a fish, letting them climb all over his back so he can throw them back in the pool. Their giggles fill the air, as do the splashing sounds.
Tommy is helping Bobby with the grill and sipping on a craft beer (Athena had asked Buck beforehand which brand he liked, and knowing that makes something warm settle in Tommy's chest), but his eyes keep drifting back to his boyfriend, a smitten smile on his face.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer" Bobby teases him, nudging his shoulder, and Tommy turns his attention back to the grill, a warm flush in his cheeks.
"Sorry, Cap" He says, not able to call the man 'Bobby' yet no matter how much he insists.
"Don't be", Bobby says, in that gentle way of him that makes it seem he's seeing right through people. "You know, I told Buck something about you when you started dating, and I think it still holds true"
"Yeah?" Tommy frowns; the version of him that Bobby knew back then wasn't his best one, and he wonders what he could have possibly told Evan about him. "What was that?"
"That you're good for him" Bobby answers with a certainty that leaves Tommy speechless. "And you are. I've never seen Buck this happy, Tommy. Or this sure of himself. You are very good for him"
Tommy blushes, smiling down at his beer and flipping some burgers. Once he finds his words back, he looks at Bobby earnestly.
"Well, let me tell you something about your boy over there, Captain Nash" He says, and Bobby raises an inquiring brow at him. "He's very good for me too"
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I hope you like this, my dear! ♥
(Reminder that everyone can send me a number and I’ll write you a mini story!)
