Hihihihi, Just Wanted To Say That I Adore Your Writing So Much Babe, Quite Literally Stumbled Across

hihihihi, just wanted to say that i adore your writing so much babe, quite literally stumbled across your page a few mins ago but i’m in awe with how incredible it is, you’re doing absolutely amazing ! ! ! <3

ahh thank you! i’m sorry i just saw this now but tysm!

dilf!anakin

+babysitter!reader (over 18, duh), just some background info + headcanons about this character

♡ you liked your job. truly, there was good pay, you got on so well with the kids, the house was big and comfortable. it was a nice little life.

♡ you’d wake up everyday at 8am, the kids on summer break and you’d make your way down to the big house belonging to anakin skywalker, resident dilf. he had split with his wife a few years ago, the details were hazy but you had picked the kids up from her a few times and she seemed nice enough. he would work during the day and you’d watch the 6 year old twins, adorable little luke and leia. you were trustworthy, you were reliable, you could always work last minute, and above everything you always were on time. you loved those kids to death, but that last part wasn’t really for them — it was so you’d catch mr skywalker before he left for work in the mornings. so you’d get to see him in his suit that fit him a little too good.

♡ it started off as a little crush, but you didn’t wanna lose your job that you loved so much so you never pushed it. he was respectful and courteous, and you assumed he wouldn’t ever go for the babysitter of his kids. that was until you’d catch him staring at you, the odd flirty yet tasteful and ambiguous comment was made, and something in the air just shifted. he gave you an inch and you took a mile.

♡so you upped your game. you offered to wash his car one weekend whilst the kids played out on the lawn and on his day off he let you, watching you in your silly little bikini top and denim shorts in the sweltering june heat. you had to be doing it on purpose, especially as you’d bend down to pick up your sponge and gaze at him as you slowly retrieved it. squeezing it into the bucket, stray soap suds running down your chest. he quickly flushed out the associated images of you in the shower, wet and flushed from his mind and forced himself to avert his eyes.

♡ it was one night when he arrived home from work, and the kids were in bed — he’d find you with a glass of wine lost in a movie, feet tucked under you on the couch, little strappy tank top and shorts, hair tousled from the day. he made conversation and you looked flustered having lost track of time, going to grab you bag but he told you there was no rush and that he didn’t mind the company.

♡ he’d keep a respectful distance between the two of you, he’d hate to having read the situation wrong and make you uncomfortable. he’d crack open a beer, undoing the top button of his shirt and loosening his tie, the wine making it harder to avert your eyes.

♡ one thing leads to another, your soft voice, his funny sarcastic quips — you end up closer, his eyes on your supple thighs and the bud of your nipples through the thin fabric of the top you were wearing and you without thinking kiss the smirk off his face. he doesn’t hesitate, placing his beer down and cupping the back of your head. the kiss would intensify, his hand sliding down now to a firm but soft hold on the back of your neck and you’d be desperately pulling his hand to your shorts.

♡ he’d call you eager and chuckle, kissing the heat of your flustered cheeks and you’d whimper feeling him push past your panties. “there we go.” he’d mutter as you melt into him, muffling your moans into his shirt— not caring if the wine that had stained your lips smudged against the white fabric.

♡ he’d take you to his room, just incase, and absolutely take you apart. with his mouth, his fingers, his dick, he’d make sure you were comfortable the whole time — pulling out tricks you never knew or had experienced from guys in your youth. he’d work you over the edge multiple times with a pillow beneath your lower back, pressing down lightly on your lower stomach so you really felt him whilst shushing you and trying not to have you wake up the twins, the years of experience he had on you showing.

♡ after that things simply could not be the same. you stated that you needed the job and he reassured you it was still yours — but soon you were spending less weekends out with your girlfriends and more weekends at the house with the family. it was a win for everyone, luke and leia adored you so they were thrilled to spend more time with you, and anakin got to have you any chance he had, fucking you during their nap time, sneaking kisses in the kitchen whilst you watched the twins play outside. at first he felt dirty, you were the girl-next-door type, and he would hate for you to feel taken advantage of. however, you proved yourself not as innocent as you originally seemed, skirts getting shorter around him, voice getting softer, gazing just a little too long when you’d tempt him before work. atleast he knew that when he got home he could teach you a lesson.

if your requests are open, could you write another dean thomas x hufflepuff! reader? basically where everyone teases him for liking a hufflepuff or smth

tysm if you do end up writing it!

it might not be what you wanted but i was in a rush while writing, but i hope you enjoy <3

TEASES AND KISSES | d. thomas

summary: in which dean thomas constantly gets teased for dating y/n l/n….who so happens to be a hufflepuff

pairing: dean thomas x hufflepuff!reader

warnings: none, just some fluffiness

type: fluff

“Awww, look at him Neville. He’s blushing! How cute” Seamus laughed as he continued to tease Dean. “Ok. But why a hufflepuff? Don’t get me wrong i love seeing you happy but why a hufflepuff?” Seamus chuckled.

“Well, Y/n makes me happy. And she just so happens to be a hufflepuff. What around with that?” Dean asked with a confused look painted on his face.

“Nothing.” Seamus said before leaning back in his chair. Dean shook his head before he continued to read his book.

“Dean!” Dean heard a voice exclaim as he looked up to see Y/n jogging towards him. Dean smiled as he got up and happily accepted the hug as Y/n wrapped her arms around his waist.

“What are you doing here?” Dean chuckled as Y/n pulled away.

“What? I can’t come see my wonderful boyfriend?” Y/n pouted making Deans heart melt at the sight.

“Alright…I know that look. What do you want?” Dean smiled as Y/n eyes lit up.

“Well y/f/n and her boyfriend are going on a date tomorrow and she asked me if me and you wanted to join them for a double date” Y/n smiled softly up at Dean. Y/n was never considered short, if anything she was tall for a teenager. Five foot seven to be exact, but do to Dean being six foot two she still had to look up at him.

“Sure” Dean smiled before leaning down and pecking the girls lips making her giggle and hide her face in his chest. The two heard Seamus and Neville making fake gagging noises making the two laugh.

“Keep you PDA for when your alone” Seamus faked a sick look on his face, before chuckling with Neville.

“Oh! Look at the time! I’m supposed to meet Luna in the library. I’m sorry Dean” Y/n sighed as she wrapped her arms around his waist but quickly pulling away.

“It’s fine darling, I’ll see you tomorrow” Dean said as he watched his girlfriend smile and walk away with a love struck smile on his face.

“Dude, she really does have you wrapped around her finger” Neville told Dean before him and Seamus got up and walked up to their dorm.

Dean rolled his eyes before following them up the stairs.

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SMILES AND DIMPLES — dean thomas

summary: y/n loves deans dimples

pairing: dean thomas x fem!hufflepuff!reader

warnings: none

type: fluff

y/n walked into the gryffindor common room, with the help of hermione of course. she spotted dean sat on the couch with seamus and neville. they seemed to be in deep conversation due to the fact that none of them had noticed y/n standing behind them.

"hello" the three jumped at the sound of her voice. all them whipping around to see the girl standing there.

"blimey y/n! you almost gave me a heart attack!" seamus exclaimed as he put a hand to his heart, the two other boys doing the same. y/n giggled instantly putting a smile on deans face. dean could listen to the sound of y/n's laughter all day and never get sick of it.

dean grabbed her hand pulling her twords him. y/n smiled as he pecked her lips beige sitting down in his lap. dean giggled at the girl before wrapping his arms around her waist.

y/n looked to dean seeing the indents of his dimples on his cheek. she smiled before lifting a finger and poking them. she watched dean laugh at the gesture before trying the reach his lips and kiss her fingers, but failing as he did so. they two blinked as a flash of light hit them.

the two looked over to she collin standing with his camera and seamus and neville laughing their arses off.

"what did he do?" y/n asked neville as she watched collin walk away.

"why do think it was me who did something?!" seamus exclaimed.

"because it usually is..." dean sighed rembering all the times seamus blew things up in the past.

"he paid collin 2 sickles to get you two on the front page" neville told them as he chuckled.

y/n leaned forward and smacked seamus on the side of the head watching dean and neville laugh as seamus half the side of his face.

a/n: hope you enjoyed! <3

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carl gallagher: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve.

y/n: I think you mean cards.

lip gallagher: He did not.

carl, pulling out knives: I did not.

guys/girls/gender-fluids/non-bianays, i need some requests!

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