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The weight of love
Sweeter Than Honey *SMUT* {Willy Wonka x OC}
Based on this request: Can I ask for a request of Willy Wonka going down on Rose for the first time and she almost cries and it quickly changes to a fluffy ending?
Summary: Willy decides to go down on Rose for the first time.
A/N: Yes, this happened in the actual series, but for the sake of the request, let’s pretend that it didn’t and this is the first time Willy performs oral on Rose.
Tagging: @werewolfbanshee-love @holdmeicant @wistfulchicken @trekkitkat @ineztemptation
Rose and Willy Wonka were laying in bed after a long day. Each of them had reading material in hand. Rose was reading some fairytale book, and Willy had a copy of some magazine about the candy world, seeing if there was anything on him. Of course, there was. He was Willy Wonka, the amazing chocolatier, after all.
“Listen to this, starshine” Willy told his wife. He wanted to read a certain article to her. Rose put her book down and gave Willy her undivided attention. “Wonka does it again! His new candies are being swept off the shelves! How does he do it? How does he make such sweet treats? We have to wonder if maybe there’s an inspiration behind his creations”
Rose smiled proudly. It always made her so happy to see her husband so proud of his work. “Tell me, cocoa bean, is there an inspiration behind your candy?”
“It’s you, silly!” He playfully said. Willy kissed her on the forehead. “Ever since I met you, you’ve been the inspiration behind every one!” And only Willy, Rose, The Buckets, and their friends knew that. No one in the public knew that Willy Wonka had gotten married.
“You’re so sweet” Rose gushed, nuzzling into Willy’s shoulder.
“Actually, you’re the one who’s sweet!” Willy said, touching her nose. Rose smiled up at him and he looked at her with nothing but love in his eyes. Then, he started thinking about something. “Starshine...” He started, his voice faltering due to the nervousness about what he wanted to ask.
“What is it, cocoa bean?” Rose asked, reaching up to stroke his face.
“You know how you do that thing...y’know...” Willy was becoming flustered. While he and Rose have had sex plenty of times now, he still became nervous when talking about it sometimes, or when he wanted to ask Rose if they could try something. Like now. “When you put your mouth on me?”
Rose nodded. “What about it, cocoa bean?” She asked him sweetly.
“C-can I do that for you?”
“Are you sure? You know, you don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable” Rose assured him.
Willy smiled, grabbing Rose’s hand from his face, and bringing it up to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her palm. “I’m absolutely sure, starshine. You make me feel good all the time. I want to make you feel good for a change”
“Okay” Rose consented. She laid on her back and Willy got on top of her. He started by kissing her gently. He let his hands roam her body, feeling every curve. He was always so gentle when caressing her like this, treating her as if she was porcelain.
Willy found the hem of Rose’s nightgown. He lifted the silk fabric past her hips, revealing her bareness to him. His finger found her clit and he applied light pressure as he began to rub. Rose’s mouth released a gasp, and her eyes shut.
After playing with her clit for a few moments, Willy let his long finger slip inside of Rose. He could never get over how warm and soft her walls were, whether it was his fingers inside of her or another certain appendage. She was absolutely soaked for him. He was amazed that her body was capable of doing such a thing for him. All for him.
“Willy...I...” Rose tried to speak, but the feeling of her husband pumping his finger in and out of her felt too good. “I--mhm!”
“What is it, starshine?” Willy asked, his tone sultry and seductive. His shyness was no longer there. His eyes were dark with lust. “You need use your words, truffle”
That sent a tingle up Rose’s spine. Willy only ever called Rose truffle when they did things like this. And boy, did she love it so much. “Please, put your mouth on me, Willy! I need it so badly!” She begged him.
Willy gave her a sexy smirk. He moved down the bed until his face was level with her cunt. He grabbed onto her nightgown, pushing it farther up her body. “Be a good little truffle for me and take this off, okay?”
Rose took a moment to sit up and remove her nightgown, revealing her bare body to her husband. She threw it across the room and laid down again. She shivered a bit, due to the slight coolness that was in the room, but perhaps it was the anticipation that her husband was about to eat her pussy for the first time.
Willy pulled his finger out of her cunt and brought it up to his lips. He put his finger in his mouth, cleaning it of her juices. He closed his eyes and moaned as he tasted her. She was sweet like honey. If she tasted this good while coating his fingers, he could only imagine what she tasted like straight from the source.
“I’m going to put my mouth on you now, okay?” Willy warned her. He grasped her hips and brought his mouth closer to her. Rose could feel his hot breath on her. “Tell me if you want me to stop”
Rose bucked her hips, which was her way of telling him to get on with the task at hand. Willy started out by licking a long stripe along her wetness. Rose gasped again, loving the new sensation of feeling his tongue against her. Willy had to moan and close his eyes bliss. She tasted absolutely divine like this. “You’re absolutely the sweetest thing I have ever tasted” Willy whined, as if he were desperate for more of her.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He dove right in, eating her like he were a man starved. Rose was moaning and writhing above him. She reached and grabbed Willy’s hair. Rose was loving this. She never knew having Willy’s mouth on her could feel so heavenly. “Willy!” She praised him. “That feels so good”
And as good as it felt for Rose, it felt just as good as Willy. He really couldn’t get enough of the taste of her sweet honey. He never wanted to stop. He could spend eternity tasting her. Her walls were so warm and wet on his tongue. Rose could feel it. She was close to reaching euphoria. Her hips began to buck. “Willy, I’m so close” She warned him.
Willy responded by humming against her. He didn’t want to take his mouth off of her, even for a second. He worked his tongue inside of her, even faster, moaning, licking, and slurping. He wanted her to cum for him. He needed her to cream all over his tongue. Needed to taste her sweet release.
Rose couldn’t take it any more. With all these new sensations, like Willy’s tongue massaging her walls and his nose rubbing against her clit, it was becoming too much to handle. “W-Willy--I can’t--I can’t-- Oh, yes!” Her orgasm was the strongest that she had ever felt. Her body was shaking, she was nearly pulling on Willy’s hair, and her thighs clamped onto his head, but not enough so that it would suffocate him.
The surge of honey coated Willy’s tongue. He made sure to lap up everything, leaving no leftovers behind. Once he was satisfied and made sure that Rose had the chance to ride out her high, he came back up too see Rose’s reaction. He thought she’d be all smiles and dazed, but instead, there were tears in her eyes. Oh no, had he hurt her? “I’ve hurt you, haven’t I, starshine?” He felt guilty now. Maybe he shouldn’t have asked do to what he just did in the first place. “I’m sorry, starshine, but I just got so carried way, you taste so good and I--”
“Willy!” Rose grabbed his face. “You never hurt me”
Willy was confused. “But you’re crying”
Rose’s cries quickly turned into giggles. “I was crying because that felt so good, cocoa bean. You pleasured me to the point of tears”
“So, that means I did okay?” Willy grinned.
“Yes, cocoa bean” Rose said. She pulled him down beside her. His arms wrapped around her and she cuddled into him. “You did wonderfully” She could feel his erection poking at her through his pajama pants. “I can tell you liked it” She teased. “Would you like me to return the favour?”
Willy shook his head, pressing a gentle kiss to Rose’s lips. She could taste herself on him. “That’s alright, starshine” He assured her. “Getting to taste your sweet honey like that was pleasure enough for me for one night”
The Chocolate Prince and The Lovely Maiden {Willy Wonka x Rose Bucket AU}
Chapter 15
A Date For Rose and Ichabod
Tagging: @holdmeicant @frozenhuntress67 @pastelpiisces @trekkitkat @werewolfbansheelove
The tavern was as lively as ever. With rowdy customers roaring and sultry barmaids flirting with all the customers. Harry sat in his usual spot in front of the fireplace. He drank his beer as he thought of ways where he could make Rose his. It was only right that they be together, for he was the most handsome man in the entire kingdom and she was the most beautiful girl.
“Harry! Harry!” Louis called for his friend.
“What is it, Louis?” Harry snarled, not wanting the company at the moment. “Can’t you see I’m busy?”
“Doing what exactly?”
“Thinking of Rose, you bloody fool!” Harry yelled, making all the patrons stop to look at him for a moment before they proceeded with their business. “She will be mine, and I won’t stop until she is”
“But, Harry, why think about Rose, when you can just see her?” Louis tempted. “The whole town is talking! There’s a new girl in town today and people are saying her beauty is quite unmatched”
“That’s my Rose!” Harry got out of his seat and made his way for the door. “I must go see her and try another attempt at wooing her!”
“Yes, of course, but there is something you should know--”
Harry ignored his friend as he made his way to the door. “Now isn’t the time to waste mine, Louis. I’m off to see my woman!” And with that, Harry was out the door.
Boy, he’s not going to be happy when he sees she’s with that Ichabod fellow Louis thought. Oh well.
Ichabod started by showing Rose all the lovely sights around the town. She was enamored by every single one. And so many people stopped to say a friendly hello to her. Currently, they were at the town’s fountain. Ichabod was going to show her how to make a wish. “Here” Ichabod handed her a gold coin.
“What’s this for?” Rose asked, looking at the coin.
“It’s to make a wish” Ichabod explained. Oh, wishes! Rose loved making wishes. “You make your wish, then throw the coin into the fountain”
“Okay” Rose closed her eyes and thought of a wish. Once she silently made her wish, she threw her coin into the fountain. It splashed when it hit the water and sunk to the bottom of the fountain.
“What did you wish for?” Ichabod whispered in her ear.
Rose smiled. “I can’t tell you, otherwise it won’t come true!” She sat down on the edge of the fountain and put her hand in the water. “Have any wishes you made here ever come true?”
Ichabod stared at Rose with love in his eyes. “One”
“It’s your turn to make a wish now” Rose tempted. What more could Ichabod wish for? He had Rose right here with him. Well, there was one thing. Ichabod pulled another gold coin out of his pocket. He closed his eyes and spoke the wish in his head. Once he had made his wish, he tossed the coin into the fountain. “What did you wish for?” It was Rose’s turn to ask.
“You know I can’t tell you” Ichabod repeated Rose’s words to her. “Because if I tell you...”
“It won’t come true” Rose finished. She looked past Ichabod and noticed the shop decorated with flowers. “Is that a flower shop?”
Ichabod turned to see what Rose was pointing at. “It is! Would you like to visit it?”
“If it’s not too much trouble” Ichabod took Rose’s hand and gently pulled her in the direction of the flower shop. They entered the shop and when the bell rang, it made Rose giggle. She immediately became intoxicated by all the sweet smells of the various flowers. There were roses and lilies, daffodils and daisies. Rose had never seen so many flowers in one place.
“Ichabod!” A woman called out to him. It was Petunia, the owner of the shop.
Ichabod smiled at the woman. “Petunia!”
Petunia walked over to the couple. Her eyes were set on Rose. She smiled at the girl. “Aren’t you as pretty as a rose?”
“Funny you should say that because my name happens to be Rose” The girl said.
Petunia kept staring at the girl. She gently cupped the girl’s face and looked into her eyes. Petunia sensed a hint of familiarity in them. Rose was confused as to why this woman she just met was staring at her in such a way. “Oliver, would you come out here please?”
The man came out of the backroom. This was Petunia’s husband, Oliver. “Yes, my dear? What is it?” He saw the way Petunia was holding onto the girl’s face. “Petunia, you’re scaring the poor girl”
“Oliver, just look at her” Petunia said. Oliver sighed but stepped closer to Rose. It didn’t take long for him to see what Petunia saw. “Oh my..”
Rose’s eyes widened. “What is it?”
“Have we ever met you before...?” Oliver waited for his wife to say the girl’s name.
“Rose”
Oliver nodded and repeated the name. “Rose. Have we met you before Rose?”
“No” Rose shook her head. “This is my first time being in town. Why?”
“It’s just...” Petunia spoke this time. “You seem familiar. Like we’ve met you somewhere before”
“It’s the eyes” Oliver added.
“If I had met you both before, I would’ve remembered” Rose said in an apologetic tone. “I’m sorry, but you both must have me mistaken with someone else”
Petunia sighed and finally let go of Rose’s face. “You’re probably right. I’m sorry we put you through this, my dear”
Rose smiled. “It’s quite alright”
“How can we help you?”
Ichabod spoke this time. “Rose wanted to come in and see what you had for flowers”
Petunia grew a wide smiled. “Well we have plenty of selection! What sort of flowers do you like?”
“Well, roses of course” Rose answered.
Oliver chuckled. “Well we have plenty of those, in all sorts of colours!” He brought Rose and Ichabod over to the wall of roses they had. “Did you know that each colour of roses have their own specific meaning? For instance, yellow roses--”
Rose finished for Oliver. “Symbolize cheerfulness and friendship!”
Oliver pointed to another colour of rose. “And purple?”
“Purple is a symbol of royalty”
Oliver chuckled. “You sure know all about roses, don’t you Rose?”
Rose smiled. “Of course! They are my namesake after all!”
“Which one do you want?”
Rose turned to Ichabod. “Why don’t you pick for me?” Ichabod already had his eyes set on the red roses from the minute he walked into the shop. He picked the first red rose he saw off of the wall and presented it to Rose, who blushed a deep crimson colour. “Red” She said as she took the rose from Ichabod. “Red means...”
Ichabod smiled. “I know what red means. And that’s why I chose it for you”
Rose brought the rose up to her nose. The soft petals tickled her nostrils. She breathed in the intoxicating sweet scent of the flower. She looked up at Ichabod with adoration in her eyes. “Thank you”
Ichabod brushed his fingers against her soft cheek. He then turned to Petunia and Oliver. “How much for the rose?”
Petunia shook her head. “Oh, don’t you worry about it. It’s on us!”
Ichabod nodded. “You’re both too kind” With that, Ichabod and Rose both bid their goodbyes to Petunia and Oliver, and they left the shop. “Are you enjoying the day so far?”
“This is the best day I’ve ever had in all my life, Ichabod!” Rose gushed. She touched his arm and then kissed his cheek. “I have you to thank for it”
Ichabod blushed. His hand went to Rose’s cheek. He caressed it and brushed the skin under her eye with his thumb. His eyes flickered down to her lips. Rose felt her heart pounding against her chest. Was this is it? Her eyes closed when Ichabod started leaning in and she waited for the feel of his lips against hers, but they were so rudely interrupted.
“What is this!?” Harry’s loud voice bellowed. Rose’s eyes opened and she looked in fear at the man who had been harassing her for months now. Ichabod just glared at the man. “What do you think you’re doing with my girl!?”
“She is not yours!” Ichabod said.
Harry gave Ichabod a glare so hard that if looks could kill, he would’ve dropped dead to the ground. “She’s been mine since the moment I first saw her!”
That’s when Rose got the courage to speak up. “I would never be with someone like you!” Harry started laughing, as if he thought she was joking. “What’s so funny?”
“Of course you want to be with me!” Harry gloated. “Every maiden in the kingdom wants to be with me!”
“Not me” Rose growled defensively. “I want you to get this through your thick skull. Nothing in this world will make me be with you. We could be the last two remaining people in the kingdom and I wouldn’t be with you. So just leave me alone!”
Harry’s smile faltered, and was quickly replaced with a look of anger. “I will have you, Rose. One way or another!” Then Harry looked to Ichabod. “And you! I better not see you anywhere near her again, otherwise I will carve your heart out and feed it to the wolves!”
“I would like to see you try” Ichabod said without any fear present in his voice. It intimidated Harry a little bit, at how Ichabod wasn’t terrified of him like every other man in this village was. Harry couldn’t stammer out another word as he marched away, like a little child would after their toy got confiscated by their mommy.
Rose sighed in annoyance. “I wish he would just leave well enough alone”
Ichabod took her hands in his. “Don’t let him get to you, my love”
Rose smiles up at Ichabod, her anger towards Harry quickly fading away and replaced by her love for Ichabod.
The moon was out and there were sparkling stars everywhere, decorating the night sky. It was the perfect end to a perfect day. There was still one thing Ichabod wanted to do with Rose. He wanted to take her on a carriage ride. He had it set up, specially just for them. Ichabod climbed into the carriage first. Then, he extended his hand to Rose to help her in. Once the two of them were in the carriage, they both sat down, and it started to move.
It was a mostly silent ride between them. They enjoyed the pretty sights of the town, and most importantly, each other’s company. The carriage took them on a trip, just outside of the town. Ichabod gazed at Rose, who’s head was looking up, admiring the night sky. He took in a deep breath. It was now or never.
Ichabod reached into his pocket and just kept his hand there, his hand clasped around the velvet box. “Rose, I need to ask you something”
She turned her head to Ichabod and gazed at him. “What is it?”
Ichabod wanted to ask her to marry him, but the words just couldn’t come out for some reason. Instead, an entirely different question came out. “I was wondering if you’d like to accompany me to the Prince’s ball?”
Rose’s eyes sparkled with interest. “A ball?”
“It’s to celebrate the Prince’s...engagement” Ichabod had to keep himself from retching at the thought. “I find balls to be rather boring, but having you there with me would make the night better”
Rose smiled. “I would love to go with you, Ichabod!”
Ichabod smiled--and then he noticed just how beautiful she is underneath the moonlight. His heart started beating against his chest. “Rose...” He spoke her name ever so softly.
“Yes, Ichabod?”
Ichabod didn’t say anything else. He just began leaning in. Rose’s eyes closed and she waited to feel his soft lips on hers. But what she got wasn’t a kiss. But rather an unkindness attack. The ravens came out of nowhere but they swarmed Rose. They knocked her out of the carriage and kept swarming her until she started to cry. Then, the ravens just left. Ichabod hopped out of the carriage to check on Rose. “My love, are you alright?” He asked. Rose shook her head. He noticed that one of the ravens had left a bleeding cut on her cheek. “That was odd. Ravens don’t usually attack just like that”
That was too close. Avonmora had been observing Rose’s date through a crystal ball the entire evening. They were about to kiss. She just couldn’t have that, so Avonmora sent her unkindness of ravens to intrude on their date before their lips could meet. She couldn’t have the girl falling in love with a boy and leaving her behind. Who else would she use a slave? Well, there’s the boy but he can only do so much.
There was also another reason she couldn’t have Rose kissing the boy, but that reason will be revealed to you at another time. Avonmora needed a plan. Something to break Rose and Ichabod apart. She waved her hand and the image on the crystal ball changed. It was of that hunter, Harry. He was sitting in at his spot in the tavern, in front of the fire. He stared at the dancing flames as he stroked the petals of the rose he had in hand. Avonmora knew Harry was hopelessly obsessed with Rose, but she could use that to her advantage.
And she knew exactly how she was going to do it...
Ballroom Dancing {Willy Wonka x OC}
Based on this request: Just saw your update, sorry! I have a request but it way before Willy and Rose have kids and it's them going ballroom dancing on a date.
Summary: Rose and Willy decide to go ballroom dancing.
A/N: I took this request to mean like Rose and Willy go to an actual ball as opposed to the ballroom dancing requester was talking about. I think it fits better with them anyways.
Tagging: @holdmeicant, @trekkitkat, @werewolfbansheelove
Willy wanted to do something really special for Rose tonight. It was date night tonight, and their first one as a married couple no less. So, of course, the date had to be special. You only have one first date as a married couple in your entire life. He was with Charlie right now, working with him in the Inventing Room. Willy decided to ask him for some advice.
“No one knows Rose quite better than you do, Charlie” Willy mentioned.
“I know everything about, Rose” Charlie said. “We are brother and sister after all”
“What’s something that she’s always wanted to do, but never had the chance to?”
Charlie paused to think. “Well, she likes to dance” His eyes lit up when he thought of the perfect idea. He had remembered a poster that he saw on his way home from school. “I know, Mr. Wonka! You could take her ballroom dancing. There’s a ball coming to town. I’m sure she would love to go”
“That’s a brilliant idea, Charlie!” Willy agreed. It would’ve been a perfect idea, if it hadn’t been for one little flaw. “There is a problem though. I have no idea how to dance”
“Well sure you do, Mr. Wonka. Remember when you and Rose danced at your wedding?’“ Charlie asked, to which Willy nodded. “That’s all you’re doing at a ballroom dance. There’s really nothing to it”
Willy became much more confident with the idea. “Yeah, you’re right!” He was very much looking forward to this ball. He was mostly looking forward to seeing Rose in her dress. Her dress! She need a dress! There was only one person who could make a perfect dress for his starshine. “Charlie, could you talk to Rose for me? I need to speak with Lucy”
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Charlie did as Willy asked and went to go speak with Rose. He found her at the Bucket house with the other Buckets. Rose was helping Mrs Bucket peel some potatoes for dinner. “Hello everyone!” Charlie greeted as he walked through the door.
“Hello Charlie!” All the Buckets greeted him.
Charlie sat down beside Rose at the table. “Rose, can I ask you a question?”
“Of course you can”
“How would you feel about ballroom dancing?”
Rose’s eyes lit up. “Oh, that would be lovely! Isn’t there a ball coming to town next week?”
“There is, and Mr. Wonka wants to take you”
“You should go, darling” Mrs Bucket encouraged. “I remember once your father took me ballroom dancing. It was a splendid time”
“Well, of course I’ll go with Willy, but I don’t have a dress” Rose said sadly.
“Mr. Wonka is getting it taken care of” Charlie told her.
Rose smiled again. “This is going to be so exciting and so romantic!” Charlie smiled at his sister’s excitement. He grabbed one of the potatoes and the extra peeler that was on the table. “Oh, Charlie, you don’t have to do that”
“I want to, Rosie” He said. Rose didn’t argue with him. The two siblings chatted while they peeled away at the potatoes.
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It was the night of the ball. Once again, Lucy had done an outstanding job with making Rose’s dress. It was a big pink dress with puffy sleeves and a ruffled skirt. She embroidered the neck line with a rose in the middle and stems on either side of it. She emerged from the bedroom to show Willy her dress.
“Oh, cocoa bean, how does this dress look?” Rose asked her husband.
Willy turned around and when he saw Rose, his eyes widened and his mouth fell open. “Oh, starshine” He sighed dreamily. “You look absolutely beautiful” Willy grabbed Rose’s hand and placed a gentle kiss upon it. Rose smiled. Willy looked quite handsome tonight, not that he didn’t usually. His outfit for tonight wasn’t much different from his usual attire. “Shall we go then, my starshine?”
“Yes, indeed, my cocoa bean” Rose replied. Willy offered her his arm and she took it. The ball was being held in the town hall which wasn’t very far. So they decided that they would walk there instead of taking the elevator. Besides, Rose’s dress wouldn’t have been able to fit.
It sure was a lovely evening. A perfect night for a ball, you might add. The snow was softly falling and it sparkled beneath the moonlight. The couple arrived at the town hall. Willy showed the invitations that he had acquired to the man at the door. They were let inside.
“Oh, my!” Rose said almost breathlessly when she saw the decorations. “It’s absolutely beautiful in here!” There were a bunch of twinkling lights, floral arrangements, an ice sculpture and there was even an orchestra.
“Well, it doesn’t quite compare with the factory or you” Willy said, to which Rose giggled. “But it is marvelous, I have to admit”
The orchestra started playing a piece that couples go waltz to. “Oh, Willy, let’s dance!” She grabbed his arm and tried to pull him but he wouldn’t budge, completely frozen in place. “Oh, Willy, what’s wrong?”
“I don’t exactly know how to-”
“Dance? Well, you danced with me at our wedding didn’t you?”
“I suppose I did, starshine”
“Then just dance with me how you danced at our wedding!” Rose encouraged. This time, Willy let her lead him out to the dancefloor. “Would you feel better if I lead?”
“Yes, please” Willy said shyly.
The two of them started to dance, with Rose taking lead. The two of them swayed and floating across the dance floor, as if the wind were carrying them. Eventually, Willy became comfortable enough with his dancing that he decided that he would take the lead from Rose. “Starshine, would you mind if I lead now?” He asked.
“Of course you may, cocoa bean” She passed the reigns onto Willy and he started to lead. The two of them were having the time of their life. It didn’t even feel like the other couples were there with them. It was just the two of them in their own little world. Rose quite enjoyed it whenever Willy would twirl her or dip her.
But sadly, the night had to come to an end. Rose and Willy wished that it didn’t. If they could, they would spend the whole night here dancing. Rose was visibly upset. “What’s wrong, my starshine?” Willy asked, cupping his wife’s face.
“I don’t want this night to end” She said sadly. “I want to keep dancing with you”
“Well, we might not be able to continue dancing here, but we can keep dancing when we get back to the factory”
Rose’s eyes lit up and she smiled. “You mean it?”
“We can dance all night if you want to”
And with that promise, they made their return to the factory. They returned to their home within the factory. Willy had put some classical and romantic music on. He offered Rose his hand. He held onto the promise he made her. The two of them danced all night, until the sun rose, signaling the beginning of a brand new day.
Future Family Plans {Willy Wonka x OC}
Based on this request: I have a request before I go to bed and it's a fluffy imagine of Rose watching Willy play with their kids and Rose is glad to have a family and wants another kid or is secretly pregnant and tells Willy and her kids about it.
Summary: While watching Willy play with the children, Rose thinks about the future and possibility of having another child.
A/N: I’m making it so they discuss the possibility of having another child. In my lore, Rose only becomes pregnant once with the twins.
Tagging: @werewolfbanshee-love @holdmeicant @trekkitkat
Rose Wonka sat on the porch of hers and Willy’s small home kept within the Rose Garden room of the factory. Rose was sharing a spot of tea with one of the Oompa-Loompas, like she usually did. Willy was playing in their very spacious yard with Fleur and Dulce. Rose watched them with a loving smile on her face. Her family meant the world to her.
“Don’t I just have the most wonderful family in the world?” Rose spoke in a dreamy tone to the Oompa-Loompa. The Oompa-Loompa smiled at her and nodded. “Our little ones are so well behaved! And, Willy, oh my cocoa bean, he’s such a sweet husband, and a very dedicated father”
Rose remembered that when she was pregnant, Willy was always voicing his concerns that he wouldn’t be a very good father. Something she understood due to his relationship with his father.
What if they don’t like me?
What if I make the candy more of a priority than my own children?
What if I don’t like them?
What if I become like how my own father was to me?
But Willy had absolutely nothing to worry about. He was a wonderful father. He loved his children, and they loved him. And the candy never became more important than they did, than Rose did. Fleur and Dulce were still a bit young to decide what they want to do in their future, but no doubt, whatever it is they decided to do, they would support them no matter what.
All of this got Rose thinking back to a conversation that her and Willy had a few weeks ago. One that kind of caught her off guard.
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Rose and Willy sat at their individual desks in their room. Rose’s was on the left side of the room, and Willy’s was on the right. Rose’s desk doubled as a vanity so she had a mirror attached to hers. Willy used his as his work desk. She was brushing her hair, and he was busy making his weekly logs.
“Rose, I’ve been thinking about something” Willy started. Uh oh, this must be serious. Willy always called her starshine. He turned in his seat to look at her. He made eye contact with her in the mirror. “I think...I think...” Willy hesitated, afraid to say what he was thinking.
“Spit it out, cocoa bean” Rose encouraged.
“Alright” Willy put his palms flat against the desk, and sat up straight, exuding confidence. “I want to have another baby” Rose’s eyes widened and she dropped her hair brush. Willy became worried at the way she just became stunned. “S-starshine, are you alright?”
“I--uh--I” Rose didn’t know what to say.
Willy frowned, feeling bad that he brought it up. “I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sorry”
“No, no” Rose shook her head. “It’s normal to discuss things like this Willy. We are married after all”
“So, what about it, starshine?” The smile came back to Willy’s face. “Do you want to have another baby?”
“You have to let me think about it, okay, cocoa bean?” Rose told him. His smile faltered again. He nodded and slowly turned back around in his chair. He was kind of hurt at how unenthusiastic she sounded about the idea.
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Rose did have time to think about what Willy said, and she had made up her mind about what she wanted to say to him. She looked to the Oompa-Loompa. “Would you please excuse me?” She politely said. “I need to discuss something with my husband”
The Oompa-Loompa nodded. Rose set her teacup down and made her way over to her husband and children. When she joined them, Fleur and Dulce looked up at her with loving eyes. “Mommy!” They both cooed to her.
Rose crouched down so that she was eye level with them. They both held out a hand for her, and she grabbed them. “Mommy has to talk to daddy” She told them. “Why don’t you go ask the Oompa-Loompa to get you some milk and cookies?”
“Okay, mommy!” The twins said together. They took each other’s hands and ran over to the Oompa-Loompa who was still sitting on the porch. Rose watched as they talked to him, he nodded, and then disappeared inside the house.
Rose sat down next to Willy on the picnic blanket he had laid out. Willy was sitting cross legged while Rose stretched her legs out in front of her. She started playing with her skirt, which stopped just above her knees. It was a little thing she did when she was nervous and Willy had caught onto that. “Is everything alright, starshine?” He asked.
“Mhm” Rose hummed.
“Starshine” Willy reached to grab her hands. “You don’t have to be scared to tell me anything. You know whatever you have to say, I won’t get mad at you”
Rose looked up at him. “Are you sure?”
“You’re not leaving me are you!?” Willy suddenly jumped to conclusions. I mean, why else would Rose be so afraid to tell him anything else?
“No, no!” Rose shook her head. “I’m never going to leave you, cocoa bean. I love you too much”
Willy blushed, feeling embarrassed for thinking such a ridiculous thing. “Then, what is it?”
“Remember the conversation we had a few weeks ago?” Rose tried jogging his memory. Secretly, she hoped that he had forgotten so she wouldn’t have to talk about it.
“You mean the one where I asked you if we could have another baby?” Ah, so he did remember. Willy’s lips curled into a cheshire grin. “So you’ve thought about it? Are we having another one? Please, tell me we are! I love being a papa so much!”
Rose felt guilty. Here Willy was, all excited about the possibility of having another child, but yet, Rose didn’t want to. At least, not right now. Everything was already perfect. And the twins were still young. They still needed all the attention from their mommy and daddy. That would be hard to do with a newborn baby in the mix.
“Willy, I know you love being a dad. And I really love being a momma!” Rose started. “But, I think that for right now, two little angels are plenty for us”
Willy’s smile dropped. “Oh” Sure, he was disappointed to hear that, but he wasn’t going to be mad at Rose for saying that.
“Now, I’m not saying that I never want another child with you again” Rose tried easing his conscious. “I’m just saying, that Fleur and Dulce still have a lot of growing up to do. They are only a year old after all. They still need their momma and papa. If we have another kid, we won’t be able to give them all the attention we need. Remember how many nights we stayed up when they were just babies?”
“I do” Willy nodded.
“And you know, being pregnant wasn’t all that easy. All the morning sickness, the weird cravings, all the hormones” Rose remembered. She felt so bad about the one time she snapped at Willy. She felt so bad about it that she started crying in front of him soon after. “And the actual process of giving birth? It hurt and I was so tired after. I just don’t want to jump back into the right away”
“I can understand that, starshine” He brought the hand he was still holding to his lips and kissed it gently. “You’re right. We do have two perfect little angels and they need us right now. We can wait”
Rose smiled. “Thank you for understand, cocoa bean. Let’s have this conversation when Fleur and Dulce are about...” Her eye squinted, trying to think of the perfect age to circle back. “Let’s say, ten years old?”
“That’s perfect!” Willy cheered happily. But then a thought came to his head. “Oh, but what happens if you do become pregnant again by some chance?”
Rose smiled, looking down and patting at her tummy. No, she wasn’t pregnant again. “Well, if that happens, then it happens. A new child will always be a blessing, whether we are ready for it or not”
“Do you think we could have twins again?” Willy wondered.
Rose’s eyes widened. “I don’t think I could handle giving birth to two babies at the same time again! I love Fleur and Dulce, but delivering them was so exhausting”
“But do you think we could?”
Rose thought for a moment. “If we did have twins again, I’d like it be a boy and girl again. That way they could be Peter and Wendy”
Fleur and Dulce had come out of the house and returned to their parents. Each of them had a cookie in hand. They handed the cookies to their parents. Rose and Willy thanked their children. Fleur decided to settle in Willy’s lap, while Dulce settled in Rose’s. Rose and Willy looked at their children, smiled, and then looked at each other.
Yep, their family was perfect the way it was already. They could wait for another child. But, no matter, when and if that new child were to come, it would be a welcomed addition to their family.
Food Fight {Willy Wonka x OC}
Based on this request: One-shot idea. Rose and Willy making dinner together, that turns into a food fight and ends with kissing.
Summary: Rose and Willy cook dinner together for their date night. Instead of eating it though, they decide to have a food fight instead.
Tagging: @holdmeicant @trekkitkat @werewolfbanshee-love
It was Willy and Rose’s date night tonight. The Buckets were with the twins tonight. Mrs Bucket mentioned something about taking them to the zoo. That left Rose and Willy on their own for tonight. And they decided to stay in and have a fancy dinner.
Their choice of dinner for tonight: spaghetti with meatballs and sauce. And everything was going to be homemade. Right down to the pasta. And Rose and Willy were cooking. The Oompa-Loompas offered to cook. Rose politely declined, giving them the night off. The Oompa-Loompas understood.
The two Wonkas were in the kitchen. Rose decided to make the pasta. She had actually learned how to make pasta from Mrs Mason. That left Willy in charge of the sauce and the meatballs. He admitted, he wasn’t much of a cook. His specialty was in sweets and treats. Not gourmet meals like this. But he wanted to try his best. He wanted to make a wonderful meal for his lovely wife.
That’s why beforehand, he sought out advice from Mrs Bucket. His mother-in-law always made such a lovely meal, he knew she was the best person to help. She gave him a recipe and even went to the store with him to help pick out the freshest ingredients.
“How’s the sauce coming along, cocoa bean?” Rose asked. She felt that the dough was coming along nicely. She was now cutting it up and rolling it into little strings, and then they’d be ready to be cooked into actual spaghetti. But, she was more worried about Willy. He didn’t cook a lot. And the times where he did try to cook, he’d either end up with a mess or an injury. Poor thing has accidentally burned himself or cut his finger more times than she could count.
Willy was stirring the sauce in a pot on the stove, simmering at low heat like Mrs Bucket told him. “I think you’re going to be very impressed with it, starshine” Willy boasted. “Would you like a taste?”
“I would” Willy put some of the sauce on the wooden spoon he was using to stir. He brought the spoon to Rose’s lips, with his hand cupped underneath it to catch any falling sauce. Rose’s lips touched the spoon and she got a taste of the sauce on her tongue. “Wow, Willy. That is amazing!”
“Thank you” Willy felt relieved that he hadn’t completely botched up the sauce. He was done with the sauce now, and felt confident enough to move on to the meatballs. He was really looking forward to seeing how their dinner would turn out, and of course, how it would taste.
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They had done it. They had managed to cook a gourmet spaghetti dish. It was displayed on their dining table, along with a basket of bread and a chocolate cake, both of which was given to them by Mrs Mason. Neither of them drank alcohol, so they had a bottle of sparkling apple cider.
“Look at that” Rose admired the cuisine, hands on her hips. “Looks delicious”
“Yep” Willy agreed, also admiring the food.
“Makes you just wanna dive right in and it eat, doesn’t it?”
Willy gave her a confused look. “Well, what else are you going to do with food, silly?”
Rose grinned. She was definitely up to something, as much as Willy could tell. She had her eyes set on the plate of spaghetti. It was a big plate. They may have made a little too much, enough to feed the Bucket family three times over at least. Willy was watching her intently, seeing what exactly she was going to do with the food. It didn’t look like she wanted to eat anymore.
Rose grabbed a handful of the spaghetti, making sure to get plenty of sauce and a couple of meatballs in her grasp. Turning to Willy, she glanced down at the spaghetti, then at her husband. She still had that devilish smirk on her face. Willy became nervous about what her intentions were with the food. “Starshine, that’s not how you eat spaghetti!” He chastised her as if she were a little child. “You need to use a fork”
“Oh, I’m not eating it, cocoa bean” She said. “I’m actually going to do this!” And before Willy could even blink, he had spaghetti chucked at him. It hit him right in the chest, with the sauce splattering on his face. Willy was shocked, at first. Why would his wife throw food at him? But, then it hit him, and he knew what she wanted to do.
Rose couldn’t stop laughing. The look on Willy’s face was absolutely priceless. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you, starshine?” He pretended to sound angry. Willy walked over to the table. Rose thought he was going to go for the spaghetti, but he went for the cake instead. He grabbed a big piece right from the middle. “You want a fight then you’ve got one!” He launched the piece of cake at Rose.
She laughed when it hit her, and Willy started laughing as well. Who needed to eat dinner, when you can just throw it at each other instead? So that’s how they spent their date night. Just having a full blown food fight. They gathered everything they could from the kitchen. Rose went for all the baking ingredients, while Willy opted for all the fruits and veggies, albeit the soft ones. He didn’t want to hurt her.
They chucked their foods of choice, back and forth at each other. They made sure not to hit each other in the face though. They wanted to have fun, and it wouldn’t be any fun if they hurt each other. By the end of their food fight, the entire house was a mess. As were Rose and Willy. Poor Willy was covered head to toe in flour and cocoa powder. Rose had bits of tomato stuck in her hair, and she was sticky from the various fruit juices.
“I surrender!” Rose held up her hands in defeat.
“I will accept your surrender, only on one condition” He said, holding up his index finger.
“What would that be?”
“You have to kiss me!”
“If that’s what it takes for this war to end” Rose grabbed Willy’s face and pulled him into a kiss. They couldn’t help but think each other’s lips tasted funny due to the combination of many foods together. They pulled away, both of them making a disgusted face. “Did that taste funny to you too?”
“It did” Willy said, wiping his mouth. “As much as I enjoy your kisses, starshine, I didn’t enjoy that one”
“Neither did I” Rose agreed. “I think we both need to take a shower”
“What about the house? It’s a mess!”
“We’ll get it cleaned” Rose grabbed Willy’s hand. She flashed him a wink and a sultry smile. “Now come on, cocoa bean. Let’s jump in the shower” With that, Rose pulled Willy in the direction of the bathroom.
What they didn’t know is that outside on their porch, about four Ooompa-Loompas had watched the entire food fight through the windows. They were appalled at the mess left afterwards. The four of them looked at each other, shaking their heads, knowing they’d be the ones who’d have to clean it up.
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Tickle, Tickle {Willy Wonka x OC}
Based on this request: Can I request a fic where Rose discovers that Willy is ticklish?
Summary: After finding out that their children are very ticklish, Rose decides to see if Willy is ticklish as well.
Tagging: @holdmeicant @trekkitkat
It was just another day in the factory. Willy was off doing some important work, and Rose had Charlie over for some company. Normally, Willy would be mentoring Charlie, but he insisted that the siblings spend some time with each other. It was a great help to Rose to have Charlie over, especially with the twins. That, and she always loved to have her little brother over.
Currently, Rose was in the kitchen preparing a sandwich for Charlie. Charlie was in the living area with his niece and nephew. Rose heard giggling coming from her daughter. She peeked her head out to she what Fleur had found so amusing. What she found was one of the cutest sights that she ever did see.
Fleur was laying on her back, feet hanging up in the air. Charlie kept tickling at her feet. It seemed that Fleur was extremely ticklish, just like her mom. And in the same place too. Rose’s feet were very ticklish. “Rosie, she’s ticklish just like you!” Charlie laughed. He found the laughter coming from Fleur to be quite contagious.
Rose giggled too. She finished with the sandwich, setting it on a plate and bringing into the living area. She set it on the table behind Charlie, and joined her children and brother on the floor. “Is my little girl ticklish?” Rose cooed to Fleur. Fleur looked up at her mom with big eyes and giggled some more. Rose started tickling Fleur’s feet, as Charlie was now eating the sandwich his sister had made him. Fleur just couldn’t stop giggling. Her feet kicked and her toes curled. “You know, mommy’s feet are very ticklish too”
“I wonder if Dulce’s feet are ticklish?” Charlie asked.
“Let’s find out” Rose turned to her son and opened up her arms. Dulce instinctively crawled over to his mother. “Can mommy see your feet?” Rose gently grabbed one of her son’s feet and grazed her fingertips along the palm of his foot. Hmm, not even a twitch. “I suppose your feet aren’t very ticklish” Dulce responded by making some noises. Rose tried to think of another spot where he could possibly be ticklish.
“Let’s try here” Rose softly tickled the spot behind Dulce’s ear. That sent him into a giggling frenzy. “Oh! So you are ticklish! Just not on your feet!” Clearly, he didn’t get that from her. She wasn’t very ticklish there. But, it did make her wonder about Willy. “I wonder, is daddy maybe ticklish in the same spot?”
Rose had never tried to see if Willy was ticklish before. She knew that he was sensitive in some spots when she kissed him, but that was different than being tickled. You kiss someone to make them feel good. You tickle someone to make them laugh. Rose remembered, before Charlie ever found the golden ticket, that if Charlie was ever having a bad day, a little tickle to his side would make him feel better. But it was only ever Rose who was allowed to tickle him.
She looked over to her brother, smirking mischievously. Charlie noticed this. “Why are you looking at me like that, Rosie?”
“Oh, nothing” She said as if she wasn’t planning anything. She stood up and walked over behind the couch, just where Charlie was sitting. “Just wanted to see if you were still ticklish!” Rose reached and started tickling Charlie’s sides.
He laughed hysterically. “Rosie, that tickles!” He let her tickle him for a few more moments, before he became out of breath from laughing so hard. “Okay, Rosie, I can’t breath!” Rose grinned, retracting her arms from Charlie. But that’s when Charlie went in and started tickling his sister in return. Rose started giggling like crazy. She missed their tickle fights.
At that same moment, Willy had come inside. It was time for his lunch break and he wanted to spend it at home with his family. But, he had heard the laughter when he was coming up the steps on the front porch and was curious to know what was going on. “What is so darn funny in here?” He asked.
Rose and Charlie looked at each other, trying to stifle in their laughter. Rose put a finger to her mouth, indicating that she didn’t want Charlie to tell him they had a tickle fight. Rose wanted to surprise Willy with a tickle “Oh, nothing. We just had one of those moments where we look at each other and laugh” Rose passed off.
“Oh, I see” Willy said. He went over to kiss Rose, then he pat Charlie on the head, and then crouched down to greet his children. “And how are my jellybean and gumdrop? Having fun with mommy and Uncle Charlie?” The twins replied by smiling and gurgling at Willy. Fleur stuck her arms out at him, indicating that she wanted to be held by him. “Does my little jellybean want to be carried? I think she does!” Willy cooed ever so lovingly to his little girl. He picked her up and then sat down in his chair with her.
“Can I make you sandwich, cocoa bean?” Rose asked her husband.
“Yes, please” Willy said. Rose made her way into the kitchen. When she got there, she looked over and saw that Willy was plenty distracted. She smirked to herself. This was the perfect opportunity to test if her husband was ticklish or not. But, she was going to do this a bit differently.
She sneaked off to the bedroom to fetch something. When she returned, she had a certain object in her hand. A feather to be precise. It was one Willy had gotten her. He said it was because it was a pretty feather and it reminded him of her. Willy was always bringing her pretty objects, but that was another story for another day.
Anyways, with the feather in hand, she stalked over to Willy. Charlie was distracted with Dulce on the floor to see that she was coming over. Fleur, on the other hand, saw her mother coming over, and watched her with big curious eyes. Then Willy, poor Willy, had no idea what he was about to endure.
“What’s got you mesmerized there, jellybean?” Willy asked Fleur, knowing full well that he wouldn’t get a clear answer from her. Rose was right behind Willy now. She extended the feather, inching it closer and closer to his neck. She brushed the tip of the feather against the base of his neck.
Willy suddenly felt something against his neck. It made him shiver slightly. “Oh, what was that?”
“What was what?” Rose asked, playing innocent.
“I felt something on the back of my neck” He reached behind himself to try to feel if anything was there, but he couldn’t feel a thing.
Rose began snickering. “Oh, you mean, like this?” She ran the feather against his neck again, this time, brushing it up and down like a paintbrush.
Willy broke into a giggling fit. The sensation on his neck made him feel funny, but a good funny that made you laugh. Not a sick funny or a hurt funny. “Y-yes! That’s exactly it! Haha!” He turned to see Rose standing behind him. She was smiling wide, holding the feather between her fingers. “Why were you tickling me with a feather, starshine?” Willy asked, not mad about the situation at all.
“I wanted to see if you were ticklish or not” Rose explained. “Fleur is quite ticklish on her feet, so she gets that from me. Dulce is ticklish on the neck so I wonder if he got that from you. And it turns out, he does”
Willy’s grin turned mischievous. “So you’re ticklish on your feet then?”
“Yes” Rose said. She could tell that Willy was probably planning to get him back for surprising him the tickle like that. But it was worth it. Now, whenever she wanted to hear Willy laugh like that, all she had to do was to give him a tickle on the back of the neck.