Him: I Fucking Own You. You're Mine Now. You Ain't Going No Fucking Where. I'm About To Be Your Last

Him: I fucking own you. You're mine now. You ain't going no fucking where. I'm about to be your last boyfriend. I'm about to be your only boyfriend. I'm about to be your husband. You're mine.

Y/n: *smiling* so you like me?

Him: *blushing* y-yes...

retired simon riley! who’s never been this horny in his life, who’s sex drive has never been so rampant.

it was as though the moment those retirement papers were filed his cock swelled. it was like it knew he had all the time in the world to fuck you from now on.

simon had become a sex fiend, balls deep in your cunt first thing in the morning and last thing before knocking out for the night. he’d have you on the dining room table, in the car, in the shower, on the balcony… he couldn’t contain himself.

no wonder one month post retirement and you were knocked up…

𖥻 CARNIVAL 18+ content

pairings : jungkook x reader genre : m smut, fluff + fwb au

playing carnival by ¥$, rich the kid, playboi carti “Bend her over, havin’ flashbacks, she gon’ eat me up like a carnivore.”

content : vulgar language, sexual themes, blowjob, fingering, doggy, they js talk a lot :))

c̲k̲haine gotta get started on montréal... sorry this took so long, been busy and stressed

ignore grammar mistakes if you stumble across one

you were settled between jungkook’s legs, sucking his dick like your life depended on it. your knees dig into the softness of the mattress, your hands wrapped around the length that you couldn’t fit down your throat. “yeah, baby, jus’ like that.” jungkook groans, a tattooed hand pushing your head down further.

gagging, tears cling onto the brim of your waterline, smudging the mascara on your lashes. “mmpf—” you moan around his throbbing cock, bringing your head up, keeping the pink tip in your mouth to swirl your tongue around it, all over the slit.

jungkook’s eyelids droop, staring down at you as a haze of ardour clouded his brain. “up.” he hails, having a fist full of your hair, and bringing your head away from his pelvis.

“can’t fuckin’ listen when I tell you t’do somethin’? Pussy ‘n brain too empty?” He mocks, thick brows furrowed.

“yeah,” you say softly, batting your wet lashes at him sarcastically. “fill me up—please, ‘m tired.”

he rolls his eyes, but he still takes your lack of energy into care.

“you’ll sleep good after this, baby, trust me.” he grins, hooking a tattooed arm under your leg and turning you over, your cheek against the white pillow. “ah, look at that… my favourite view.” jungkook chuckles, running a hand over your bare ass.

a sharp sting against your skin makes you yelp, body jolting forward, though a large hand on your hip tugs you back. “c’mon, behave.” he orders, voice dropping lower than before, his dialect seeping though which doesn’t help the huge wet spot on your panties.

you huff. “shut up ‘n just fuck me, jungkook.”

your words make jungkook let out a throaty chortle. “already wet? all f’me, sugar?” jungkook runs his thumb against your puffy clit to your entrance, leaking essences. he pushes in two fingers, letting out a hum of content.

“fuck!” you moan, arching your back lower. “yes, fuck. right there!” a gasp falls from your plump lips, mouth agape as he curls his fingers against your g-spot, inching you closer to an orgasm.

however, your long-awaited release is ripped away as soon as he, not so kindly, retreats his fingers.

“oops, sorry. did that do sum’?” he asks, feigning innocence. the way your eyes rolled made him snort, tonguing his piercings as he holds his thick shaft in an inked hand, slapping your ass cheek, mesmerized as a ripple awakens.

slowly, he adds inch by inch into you, meeting no resistance as you suck him in. rocking his hips forward, jungkook lets out a groan, watching you throw your head back.

taking the opportunity, he grabs a fist full of your hair, tugging your head back and pounding into you. dazed and caught in such strong lust. “fuck, fuck—fuck!”

it doesn’t take long before he’s bottoming out. due to sensitivity on both sides, you’re soon crumbling as he follows along. “fuck, where do i come?” he asks hastily, cock twitching as he lets go of your hair.

“inside, ‘m on the pill.” you moan.

hot, thick ropes of cum coat your walls, slipping out once he’s spent. he collapses beside you, making the mattress shake underneath a body full of muscle.

“stay here. i’ll clean you up, baby.”

© ckhaine 2024

"Late Night Cravings"

Characters: Simon Riley x Black!Reader.

Summary: Missing your deployed husband, you get a late-night surprise that satisfies both your cravings and loneliness.

Warnings: Steaminess, a bit of angst, loneliness, fluff, mentions of phone sex with suggestive language and descriptions, mild swearing, and lighthearted humor. Oh, and if I hadn’t already made it clear at the top of my blog: minors DNI. My content is for the grown folks👏🏾.

Authors Note: Hello my lovelies🫶🏾! I've been toying with the idea of writing for the Simon Riley/Ghost fandom for a while now. Thanks to some awesome encouragement, I finally took the plunge! This story idea wouldn't leave me alone, so I decided to say, "What the hell," and give it a shot. I hope I captured Simon to the best of my ability. Please remember that this is my first attempt at a Ghost fic…and, well, “I’M JUST A GIRL!🥺🥹😩😆” Okay, a grown woman, but a girl nonetheless. I had a wonderful time writing this, and I hope you all enjoy reading it. Word Count: 1,700+.

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The clock ticked past midnight, the silence of the empty house amplifying the sound. In the dimly lit kitchen, the soft glow of the refrigerator illuminated your very pregnant features as you rested a hand on your swollen belly. You sighed, heart heavy with longing for the man you loved, miles away on some unknown continent, carrying out numerous dangerous missions.

You stood there, staring at the array of food in the fridge, a wave of emotions washing over you. Pregnancy hormones wreaked havoc on your mood, and tonight, you found yourself overwhelmed with sadness and longing for your husband, Simon.

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you reached for the phone on the counter. Your fingers trembled with emotion. You needed him. His comforting presence, the sweet sound of his soothing voice to chase away the loneliness that threatened to consume you.

"Hey, love," Simon’s voice came through the phone, warm and comforting. His tone was deep and smooth like whiskey on a cold winter's night.

Your breath caught in your throat. Simon’s voice was a mixture of relief and longing washing over you. "Hi," you replied sheepishly, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Everythin' alright, angel?" your husband asked, concern lacing his words.

You sniffled, wiping away a stray tear. "I... I just miss you, Si. And I'm so hungry, but nothing in the fridge sounds good."

Simon’s heart ached at the sound of your voice, at the thought of you being alone, in need of comfort. "I wish I could be there with you, angel. You know I miss you more than anythin’."

A sob escaped your lips, emotions threatening to overwhelm you. "I’m sorry, Si. This is probably the last thing you need to deal with right now. I just wish you were home... I need you here. I need you to hold me. To eat junk food with me in the middle of the night. It’s weird not having you with me throughout this pregnancy. I got so used to you being around the first time. It never mattered how late it was. Whatever I craved, you either got up to fetch or prepare it. I miss eating with you. For goodness' sake, I probably sound like a blubbering cow. God I know I sound selfish. I’m sorry, Si."

“That’ll be enough nonsense. No more name-callin’. Eat all you want, beautiful. Vent all you want. ‘S no bother, love. Truly it isn’t.”

A flicker of determination sparked in Simon’s eyes as he listened to your words. "I may not be able to be there in person, but I can still make sure you're taken care of. Give me about ten to twenty minutes, love. I need to sort something out."

You pouted and whispered your agreement as Simon rushed you off the phone, still unsure of how to satisfy your cravings. You plucked a bottled water from the fridge.  You waddled toward the living room. Your smile lit up the room as you noticed a pregnancy pillow on the couch. Simon had scattered them throughout the house before leaving. He wanted you to find comfort in any room while he was away.

Your fingers hovered over the remote, drawn instead to the flashing screen announcing Simon’s incoming call.“Babe, that was quick. I’m excited it’s a video call. I miss your f—” Your words came to a pause. He was no longer among his comrades. Your husband had whisked away to his sleeping quarters, all gear removed aside from his balaclava. Some would find it terrifying, but Simon knew that in the depths of your deviant little mind, you found it sexy, arousing even. The shirt and pants he wore underneath were deliciously form-fitting. He watched as your eyes roamed over his biceps. Though you couldn’t see, you were certain there was a sexy smirk underneath his balaclava.

“Eyes up here, angel,” he commanded, voice smoky and sensual.

“Damn it, Si. Now I’m craving both food and you. You cheeky bastard. Did I mention I miss your sexy ass,” you questioned in a teasing manner.

Simon leaned in closer to the screen, giving you a devilish wink. “Miss you more, angel. If you can stay up late for me tonight, I may have time to call you and render some special sleep aid,” he offered, voice smoldering with desire.

“Can’t we do that now?” you whined, mouth forming a slight pout.

“Not now, love. There are more important matters to handle first. I’m afraid my work isn’t done for the night. Can you be patient for me?”

“Yes, but—”

“Atta girl,” he husked, aware of what those two words would do to you. 

You tried making a convincing argument, but a knock at the front door interrupted the conversation.

Confusion clouded your thoughts as you heard the sound of the doorbell ringing in the background. Stunned, you made your way to the front door, heart racing with anticipation.

Who on earth could be at my door at this hour?

“Um, Si. Baby, there’s—”

“I know. ‘S alright, love. Answer it.”

As you opened the door, your breath caught in your throat at the sight of a delivery bag from McDonald's sitting on the doorstep. A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you realized what your husband had done.

"Si, you didn't have to..." you began, your voice filled with gratitude.

"Just open it, love," he interrupted, his voice warm and reassuring.

With watery eyes, you opened the bag to reveal an array of your favorite foods: chicken nuggets, a fish filet, fries, and a vanilla milkshake. Tears welled up in your eyes as you realized the lengths he had gone to make you feel loved and cared for, even from miles away. Simon understood that as a grown-ass woman. You could’ve ordered the food, but he knew it was more about the gesture and putting your mind at ease that mattered most.

"Thank you, baby," you whispered, love overflowing for the man who had stolen your heart many moons ago.

On the other end of the line, Simon smiled, his heart swelling with love for his wife. "Anything for you, angel. Now, let's eat together."

You giggled as his hand waved over an assortment of goodies you had sent in a care package.

“Baby, don’t you have any real food? Anything other than snacks?” you questioned, worried he wasn’t eating enough.

“Johnny’s on kitchen duty tonight. Not takin’ any chances. Eat up, love. Tell me about your day. Is the lil’ lad holdin’ down the fort? Papa left him in charge. And the littlest lad you’re growing? Is he still kickin’ you all night? He’ll be a ball of energy once he’s on the outside. You jus’ wait and see.”

As the two of you sat on the video call, sharing a meal, bonding over the love for your children. You felt closer than ever before. Distance may have kept you apart, but with a little FaceTime, all was right in the world.

After thirty minutes of conversation, the time came and Simon had to go. 

“Duty calls, angel,” he gruffed, slightly annoyed.

“Go fuck some shit up, baby.”

Though your words were encouraging and playful, Simon saw the worry in your eyes. He did his best to put you at ease. Your husband playfully tapped the skull emblem on his mask. “Always a step ahead. Consider it done, love.” You offered a weak smile and chewed your lip nervously. Almost scared to end the call. Underneath the balaclava, his smirk disappeared. Your reservations could be felt even through the screen. Simon’s eyes darted around for a second before lifting his mask briefly. Your eyes connected as the usually stoic man offered you his most sincere attempt to ease your worried mind. Ashamed of him picking up on your innermost thoughts of panic, you broke eye contact. “Look at me, angel.”  The beautiful shade of your orbs landed on his once more. “It’ll be alright, love. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be careful. Get some rest, and do your best to answer later tonight.”

“Jesus. You always know just what to say, and do you have to be so damn sexy when saying it? I just want to eat you.”

Simon dropped his mask back into place, voice lowered. With a hint of a growl, he responded, “Be sure to get that rest while I’m working, love. You’ll need the energy. I don’t care what time it is. When I get back. I want you pickin’ up on the first ring. Have that camera angle ready. ‘M going to watch you ride my pillow until you’re a shakin’, soppin’ wet, messy puddle. You’ll beg me to come. The filth that falls from my lips will be like music to your ears. I’m going to take you apart piece by piece with my words. Just to put you back together and do it all over again. You’ll be chanting the words ‘I can’t. No more, Si.’ How’s that sound, love?”

“Can you leave already? The quicker you depart, the faster you return,” you panted. “Fuck, Si. I’m so achy for you.”

“There will be no playing while I’m gone. Understood,” he asked, voice gravelly.

“Yes,” you purred.

“Yes, what,” he demanded.

“Yes, sir,” you moaned softly.

“Good girl. I have to go now, angel.”

“LT, wheels up in ten,” Johnny shouted from the doorway.”

“ I heard you the first time, MacTavish. Give me a fuckin’ minute.”

“Simon! Be nice,” you bristled.

Your husband turned back to the screen. He rolled his eyes as Johnny leaned in to meddle.

“Hello, dove. When are you going to leave this grumpy bastard for me,” Johnny questioned.

You started to reply with a teasing answer, but Simon cut you off with an irritated grunt.

“Gotta go, angel.”

“Okay, baby. You take care of my man, MacTavish.”

You giggled at Simon threatening Johnny while ending the call.

“MacTavish, flirt with the missus again.” Instead of ending his statement using words, Simon stared Soap down with a cold, emotionless gaze. His head tilted to the now black screen, and his hand moved to rest on one of his now re-holstered weapons. Johnny smirked, slapping a hand on Simon’s back. “That little lady’s got you head over heels LT.” Simon made no argument, just offered a grunt of agreement.

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Tagging a few of my love bugs💓:

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Inner workings of my mind:

*thirty minutes after posting it-> “they hate it!”*

*takes deep breath. must fight the urge to delete it.*

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Blinded by Lust

Pairing: Chris Evans x Blind!Reader

Warnings: Cheating (on Chris' part), car accident

summary: Y/n feels it’s her fault her own boyfriend looks for an outlet elsewhere ‼️Major Angst‼️

(Sorry I hate writing angst, esp cheating it hurts😭)

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

Chris was out with his friends tonight, leaving me to try and finish up the housework. After that car accident from a few months ago, I had lost vision in my left eye, and my left leg was still adjusting back to normal. I’m glad Chris was able to get out of the house after all the press he had been doing, things had been tense since he gotten home so i’m happy he’s enjoying himself out there.

Hearing the door slam shut, I limped over to the top of the staircase awaiting to see my boyfriend of 4 years. Only to see he wasn’t alone, nor was he in the right state of mind, neither of them were.

“O-oh” Is all I could make out of my mouth, watching as his hands dragged all over the random woman’s body, their mouths in a dirty battle.

Who could blame him though? I was half blind, couldn’t walk properly and as a result neglected his needs. Swallowing thickly I decided to just leave back to the guest room I was cleaning in, the sobs coming out once I closed door.

Hearing them stumble on the stairs into our shared bedroom I heard him complimenting her with shit like “sexy” calling her the names he used ro call me.

Within minutes I heard the headboard banging against the wall, the sounds of their echoed moans bouncing between the walls, my sobs now stifling to sniffles.

I felt numb. Unloved. Worthless. Helpless.

“God I missed this, you feel so fucking good” O heard him shout all of a sudden, before silence ensued. Minutes went by, until the woman said something,

“That’ll be 200 dollars baby” Her sultry voice said, her heels clicking out in the hallway, the whole situation felt like it had lasted seconds when it reality was about an hour or two. Absolute hell.

“U-uh alright, can we uh, keep this secret” I heard him by the door, his voice now sounding worried.

“Mhm customer confidentiality”

Seconds went by, the front door had opened and closed, Chris now heading back into the bedroom clearly still drunk as I heard things being knocked over.

*Brrr*

My phone started ringing loudly on the guest room table, sitting weakly on the floor I felt numbness overcome my whole body. Hearing hid heavy footfalls approaching the room and pushing the door open; my arms going around to hug myself for support.

“B-babe”

“You don’t get to call me that Chris” He winced, his name coming out harshly, my sadness now turning into complete anger.

“Did you hear all that?”

“Did I fucking hear all that? I fucking saw the start of it too. Seems like you were enjoyin yourself enough anyway, good for you Chris”

I snarked back, trying to stand up when he came over to try and help me up before I pushed him off.

“Don’t touch me”

“It was a mistake, I was drunk and i’m still drunk”

“Well your mistake is fucking shitty, I hope the quick fuck was worth it” Grabbing my phone from the table I attempted to leave the room, his towering stature blocking my way out and holding me by the arms.

“Don’t do this babe, I-I really didn’t mean it. I regretted it straight after I swear. I love you, only you”

“Not enough to keep your dick in your pants clearly” I whispered, my throat closing up again, stopping myself from looking up at him. “I hate that I did this to you, hit me, scream at me, do something”

“No. I’m better than that. Better than you, I don’t need revenge to feel better”

“S-so what’s your plan”

“What any conscious person would do, I’m leaving”

“Wait no, can’t we work past this or something?”

“No we’re clearly not as compatible as we thought we were Chris. This is it over. I can’t bear it. It’s not fair on you or me” Walking successfully past him, I took off the promise ring he had given me and put it into the palm of his hand, he didn’t even try to stop me leaving.

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i have a very fluff request for our very beefy ari<33

very much domestic!ari & domestic!reader, doing home chores together, cleaning, organizing, daily grocery shopping, ordering some new clothes, etc, planning meals, planning child friendly abroad holidays, both looking after your new born, looking after dodger, taking dodger on a walk with ari wearing the buckle baby carrier on his bare chest (skin to skin touch) going on a picnic afterwards, playing with your new born & obvs dodger, watching new movies/series together, SELFCARE TOGETHER<3, starting the fire place, both of you doing your baby’s night routine preparing him or her to sleep, cuddling in each other arms, with blankets wrapped around your both talking very lovingly to each other in the moonlight :D

sorry if this is too much🤍

𝐡𝐢! 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭! 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭, 𝐈 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤!

summary - just the inside of ari's life with his wife.

gif I use isn’t mine and divider is by @newlips

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑭𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑫𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪 𝑨𝑹𝑰 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳.

-𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆-

The sound of music fills the room as the couple move around each other, scrubbing the dishes, mopping and sweeping the floors, and dusting. Ari watches as Y/n is trying to vacuum in areas that are too tight or are blocked by something. Walking over, he lifts the couch, receiving a smile from her as she can reach the dirt underneath. 

They go around cleaning the whole house until it is completely spotless.

-𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆-

Their food shopping is the best. Ari is always piling food and drinks into the trolley. Making sure your favourites are in there and everything you need for the baby is fully stocked. Half of the time, you tend to lose him, heading down the aisles looking for your tall beefy husband only to find him bounding towards you with a massive grin on his face and his arms stocked full. Ari will always insist on paying, not taking no for an answer. 

You both end up at home with too much food that lasts a long time.

-𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒-

Well… Let’s just say you and Ari had to get a new house with an extremely huge closet. When Ari finds something he thinks would look gorgeous in or wants to see her in, he buys many pieces of clothing in every colour. His favourite is seeing her in sundresses or pretty flowing skirts, always ensuring there are over a hundred of the same item. And when you order new clothes, it’s mostly clothing for your cute baby and the one on the way. Sometimes buying Ari some new clothes as he seems to only buy you things and spending your days bare as you both have kids now wouldn’t be a good idea, and you can never buy yourself clothes, seeing as Ari already bought it for you.

-𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐒-

You like to be organised, and you have a little list of what meals to have for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Ari finds it adorable, but he’s also grateful when he has to rush off to work, and the food is already prepared and ready to eat. And he notices how less stressed you are when it comes to dinnertime.

-𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃-𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒-

You and Ari, make sure to sit down and sort out where you can go. It was a struggle at first from years of not having kids and not planning everything, but you’ve learnt to make a list. Making it easier when it comes to these types of things, Ari still insists on paying for everything, saying that he wants to spoil his family and won’t take no for an answer.

-𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍-

It’s fun but stressful the first time doing it. You both ended up a mess. Tears and laughter were shared. You swore to Ari that you wouldn’t have more kids. But watching Ari hold the child you both created, the love he bears, and how he gently but protectively holds the baby. You’d give him a hundred if it meant you’d get to see this picture again and again.

The crying, dirty diapers and the loss of sleep wasn’t exactly fun, but they both wanted a family, and that’s what they got.

-𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑-

You both love him. You and Ari went looking for a dog before you even got pregnant, and you chose to rescue one, and when you both walked in. Dodger instantly connected with Ari and fits well with your little family. While you were pregnant, he was protective, and once you had the child, Dodger was your baby's best friend.

Looking after Dodger isn’t that hard. You guys mostly just play with him, feed him, run around with him and cuddle while watching movies as a family.

-𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓-

It’s a warm day, and Ari decides to take Dodger for a walk while wearing a buckle baby carrier against his bare chest as he hears skin-to-skin is good for his newborn. Many women tend to stare, and some try to start a conversation by either trying to pat his dog or touch his baby while smiling. Usually, before they can, he snaps and tells them to fuck off as he doesn’t like strangers touching or being near his family.

-𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒- 

After the long walk with Dodger and getting enough time with his child, he makes his way to the agreed spot for the weekly picnic. He loves to have them as they make you extremely happy, and it’s one of those times he can appreciate you in one of the sundresses he spoils you with. You all have a feast while enjoying nature, photos are taken with a polaroid camera, and many memories are made there.

-𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑-

On days off, you all go to the playroom, outside or the lounge room and sometimes your baby is in the mood to play, and they love it when you all get down and pretend with them, especially when Dodger comes and licks their face, coming around and playing all the games you are.

-𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐒/𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑-

You and Ari set a movie night, mainly so you don’t watch something without the other. You grab the snacks and set up a table, grabbing all the blankets and pillows. Snuggling up on the couch, wearing your pyjamas and ensuring you and everyone are comfortable. Sometimes Ari builds a fort, and it makes your kids happy, they invite you guys in but not without your fake money, and you all watch the newest Disney.

-𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑-

Well, Ari was the one who got you into self-care. You only used to do a small amount, sometimes too lazy to do anything, but Ari decided he wanted to do what he saw others doing, saying it looked cute and made you both closer. He enjoys applying everything on you, you repay him by doing the same with him, and he’s even bought baby/child safe self-care products, even something for Dodger, so he doesn’t feel left out. 

You both do all the other self-care things he’s seen, and it’s become one of your favourite things to do together.

-𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄-

This is Ari’s task, and he enjoys doing it. The warmth entering his body when he does and watching his family also feel that warmth. He likes to go out and cut for the wood, come back and light it, and it’s become a sort of enjoyment.

-𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄, 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐃-

You and Ari take turns reading your kids a bedtime story and making funny impressions and voices for the characters. You both make sure their nightlight is plugged in and on. You’ll check under the bed and in the closet for the pretend monsters they see, but always tell them that while mummy and daddy are around, no monster could get them. You’ll help them take a bath, wash their hair with the best-smelling shampoo and conditioner, helping them brush their teeth and warm some milk for them as it helps them sleep. 

You and Ari came up with an idea of placing nightlight footprints on the floor if they need to use the potty and want to feel like a big kid for once. 

-𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓-

This one is big, and sometimes when the kids have gone to bed, and you and Ari haven’t had your weekly date night, you make this your date night. You pack a small basket full of savoury and sweet foods and some wine that you save for these exact nights. 

When the moon is full, you and Ari head outside, your backyard big enough to feel like you aren’t home. Ari finds the perfect spot before setting down blankets and pillows, a small light in the middle of you, chatting away, sharing laughs and eating while looking up at the stars. When the food is gone and your stomachs are full, you both wrap yourselves in each other's arms and whisper sweet nothings. You would look into each other’s eyes and just tell each other how much you love them.

Being so thankful and happy that they chose you and gave you such a wonderful life and the most adorable kids anyone could ask for, and the best dog in the world. 

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