#Mike schmidt x pregnant reader

[xstarsdiary]

guys I haven’t even watched the fnaf movie yet cause I’ve been so busy but I’m already so obsessed with Josh Hutcherson as Mike Schmidt 😫 I also have the worst case of baby fever so I knew that I had to write this straight away.

not avatar related but i seriously just needed to get this out my system.

Imagine Mike having a pregnant s/o who is in the second trimester of pregnancy as is just so needy for him all the time..

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 : pregnancy sex, pregnant reader, teasing, pet names, unprotected p in v, slight fingering, barely any foreplay, masturbation, breeding kink, light spanking, creampie, aftercare, kisses & cuddles at the end ☺️

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 : mike schmidt x pregnant reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 2.2k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : bit rushed at the end, 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢 𝟏𝟖+

You feel so deprived. Deprived of your husbands touch. Deprived of his praising words in your ear. It’s torture. Months and months without any release has left you stressed and touch starved, the need to be filled up and stuffed with cock worsens everyday.

For the first few months of your pregnancy you felt nothing but sickness and exhaustion, wanting nothing more than to lay down and sleep all day. Now that you’re in your fifth month of pregnancy and your morning sickness has stopped you’ve been a lot more productive, cleaning more, cooking more, you’ve even started to make your husband meals for when he has his night shifts.

The only downside now is your so fucking needy. All you need is to be filled, pumped full with your husbands seed all over again but you’ve just been to shy to ask, too shy to make any moves.

That was until tonight. Your husband had the night off work and so he had taken the opportunity to go late night grocery shopping. He made sure that you gave him a list so that he doesn’t forget anything, remembering the last time he had gone shopping for you and forgot to get three avocados instead of two. That day was an absolute shit show.

You had been pumping your fingers in and out of yourself, tears flowing down your cheeks and your body hurting as you struggled to even reach over your growing bump. You’re now desperately chasing your climax, your fingers not long enough to reach that spongey spot inside of you nor thick enough to pleasure you.

You huff as you change positions, now kneeling on the soft mattress with messed up blankets and pillows surrounding you as you mindlessly grind against your fingers, letting out a lewd moan and sigh of relief as you begin to feel that familiar knot tighten.

With tears building up in your eyes all over again and small whimpers leaving your lips, you hastily chase your sweet release. You feel so so close, inches away from pure ecstasy before-

“Fuck!” Your loud cry can be heard from the other side of the house as you hear the front door slam shut. You quickly get up from the bed, holding back sobs as you cry over your failed orgasm. You were so fucking close, so close to snapping before you heard your husband come home, ripping your orgasm away from you.

Footsteps get louder as your husband nears your shared bedroom, calling out your name with worry laced in his tone. He heard your shout.

Your still a crying mess, stood in nothing but a thin, loose blue tank top as you watch the door burst open, your husbands eyes widening with worry at the scene in front of him.

His eyes trail your body, taking in your naked bottom half as he sighs, noticing the shiny slick practically dripping down your plump thighs. He silently walks towards you, taking you into his arms as you let yourself cry.

“What is it? What do you need, pretty girl? Hm?” He knew exactly what you needed. You needed to be pumped so full of his seed until you become pregnant all over again.

Your a blabbering, hiccuping mess as you try to speak. “I need- huap! I need you s..so bad!” Your cries almost break his heart as he rubs small circles into the small of your back, pretending not to notice the wet patch on his clothed leg which in situated right in between your thighs.

Mike lets out a small “tsk”, gently tugging the hairs on the nape or your neck as he pulls your head away from his chest. Your face is a flushed red and all glossy with tears and for some reason the sight of you like this creates a funny feeling in his stomach as he feels himself begin to harden.

“Please Mike, please..” You plead, pulling at the hem of his shirt with one hand and feeling up his chest with the other. You’re no longer shy anymore. You just need his dick now. That’s all you can think about.

Mike makes no other movements, continuing to play with the hairs on the nape of your neck and gently rubbing circles on your bare hip with his thumb. “How long have you been like this?”

You let out a whine as you become impatient, tears still flowing out of your eyes and fogging up your vision. “Too long! Just please. I really need you!”

As soon as you say those words Mike decides that you’ve both waited long enough, practically ripping off his shirt as your dainty fingers unbutton his jeans. One of his hands move to wrap around you, supporting your weight as the other rests on your bump, slowly lowering you down and onto the bed.

Your light moan gets stuck in your throat when he moves back up to pull down his boxers, his hard cock springing out and slapping his lower stomach. A bead of pre-cum leaks out of his tip and drips down his length causing you to gulp and nearly drool at the sight.

Mikes hands move to your thighs, spreading your legs agonisingly slowly as you stare into each others eyes. The second his fingers touch your neglected, dripping cunt you let out a breathy moan, flinching at the contact as he rubs his index finger between your glossy folds. His touch feels like heaven. It feel so ethereal, like you’ve truly been blessed.

“So fuckin’ wet..” He’s now spreading your lower lips with his fingers, groaning at your pretty pussy on display all for him. He prods his middle finger at your hole as you mewl, slightly dipping the tip of his finger in before pulling it back out, a trail of your slick stringing in between you and his finger as he moves to rub small, gentle circles onto your clit.

“Ngh- fuck!..” your hips instinctively buck against his hand, relishing in the feeling of him finally pleasuring you after so long. He uses his free hand to push down your hips, making sure not to use to much force but also making sure you stay still.

His middle and ring fingers slide into your drenched cunt easily with a loud squelch, the sound of your own pussy driving you crazy. “Oh, Mike..” His fingers feel so fucking good, better than yours ever could as he scissors you open.

You know that you don’t need the foreplay, you’re already wet enough. Yet you let him continue for just a bit longer, letting out soft moans as you feel yourself getting even more aroused, your slick dripping down his fingers.

“Mike..” Whining, you squirm away from his fingers, tears brimming in your eyes at the empty feeling once he pulls them out. You inhale a deep breath as his raspy voice comes out, his breaths slightly shallow as his dick stands painfully hard against his pelvis.

“What is is, baby?” Fuck his voice is hot. His tone nearly makes you cum on the spot. “I don’t need- just fuck me now, Mike.”

His brows raise in surprise at your demand before a smirk appears on his face. In a heartbeat he has you on your hands and knees, now kneeling behind you on the bed as he rubs his pink tip between your folds, using your slick as lubricant before slowly sliding himself inside of you, making sure you feel every inch of him against your walls.

“Ahh~ fuuuuck..” Your voice quivers at the feeling of being so unbelievable full, getting even more stretched out by the girth of his cock. You can feel him rub and push against your sweet spot, emitting a loud pornographic moan out of you.

One of Mike’s hands rest against your plush hip, the other landing a light smack to your ass, a stinging pain shooting through you as you curse. “Shh.. i got you, i got you.” He assures you, a moan getting caught in his throat as you push yourself further against his pelvis, begging for him to go deeper.

He gently pulls your body up so that your back is against his chest, so that you’re now kneeling on top of him. One of his hands rests on your jaw, slightly tilting your head back as the other stays gripping your hip. Your hand moves behind you to grab a fistful of his hair, your mouth agape and breaths uneven as your other hand rubs small circles onto your bump.

His first few thrust are experimental, testing your reaction, making sure that your comfortable and happy sitting on his cock all pretty like this. This was your first pregnancy and so the pair of you had never had pregnant sex before, Mike made sure to be extra gentle and patient with you as you meet his thrusts, grinding down on him.

“Oh- shitt..” He grunts, his scalp burning as you tug harder on his hair, now bouncing on him to the best of your ability. He can already feel himself getting close, but I mean after months of of not being able to be inside of you he’s sensitive, almost like a virgin and has a big load waiting to be released so who could blame him for not lasting long.

He’s not mad at himself though, no. He can tell your the exact same, so close to already cumming all over his dick, he can tell by the way your walls are clenching around him and your bounces are getting sloppier and uneven.

“Mm.. Mike I- I’m gonna..” your a breathless, moaning mess at this point, the only thing keeping you upright was Mike’s hands holding you up.

“Gonna come?” He whispers, his breath tickling your neck, dragging you closer and closer to the edge. You vigorously nod, gathering up the strength to bounce faster and harder on his twitching cock, “mmmhhfff, ah-nngh” You can’t even form any words properly as you can feel yourself about to snap.

Your orgasm is like a wave at the beach, pulling back and forming before it crashes down, and when it crashes- it fucking crashes.

The second Mike’s fingers rub at your small bundle of nerves you snap. Your vision going white and mind foggy as you convulse around him, legs shaking and back arching against his stomach. “Mike- Mike- Mike- Mike- Mike!” You chant his name over and over again, unable to think of anything or feel anything but your stomach tightening and pussy clenching around him as he continues to drag his cock in and out of you, keeping your orgasm going for as long as possible as you cry out, tears flowing down your cheeks once again.

“Fuck! M-ikee!!” Your words are broken as you blabber, now overstimulated as he continues to rub your clit and pump inside of you, his thighs clapping against the back of yours and your slick making mess everywhere.

He’s so close. You can feel his dick twitching and throbbing inside of you, his load threatening to spill. “Hold on, baby.. you can take it a bit longer yeah princess?”

In all honesty, you don’t think you can. You can already feel another orgasm approaching you, this one bigger than the last. “Fuck! I’m gonna come all inside of you, hm? Fill you up with a whole ‘nother baby.” He manages to grunt out as his thrusts become sloppy and slower.

“Please! Please! Please! Please!!” You cry out once again as your second orgasm washes over you, your eyes foggy and pussy overstimulated.

Mike’s mind goes haywire as you clench around him, clenching so right that it finally tips him over the edge and into his own climax. “Shiiitt, fu-uuck…” You can feel his warm, sticky cum fill you up, your juices now mixed together as he slowly pumps into you a couple more times before gently pulling out, looking down over your shoulder and watching as his seed drips out of your used cunt.

The straps of your loose blue tank top have fallen down, revealing one of your breasts and peaky nipple to him as he gives it a gently squeeze, a sigh leaving your lips.

Mike lifts you to move you onto your back before laying you back down on the bed, crawling on top of you as your lips meet in a passionate kiss. You’re sore and dirty now, both of your liquids all over your cunt and thighs. You let out a soft whimper as Mike moves away from the kiss, silently putting fresh boxers on before walking into the bathroom, shortly coming back with a damp cloth and a new pair of underwear for you.

You smile at the sight, your husband was always so caring and attentive when it came to aftercare, always making sure you were clean and comfortable. You wince as the cloth meets your sensitive heat, Mike whispering soft praises that you can barely catch as he ever so gently cleans you up before sliding your panties onto you.

It wasn’t much longer until the pair of you were cuddled up in bed, wrapped in your warm grey blanket with the nightlight on as a random movie played on the television. You were pressed up against his side, your head resting on his bare chest as your baby bump pressed against his hip.

“I love you so fuckin’ much baby..” were the last words you heard before you drifted off into a peaceful slumber, the warm presence of your husband making you feel safe and secure.

#🦢 ． 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓈 － 📝 #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader #josh hutcherson x you #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt smut #mike schmidt #mike schimdt x reader #mike schmidt x fem!reader smut #mike schmidt x y/n #mike schmidt x oc #Mike Schmidt x pregnant #Mike schmidt x pregnant reader #pregnant #pregnant reader #pregnancy #pregnancy sex #smut #five nights at freddy's #fnaf movie #fnaf #fnaf mike #x reader

[sugarplumz100]

Summary: just some slutty little hc of Mike

Warnings ⚠️: breeding kink, sub!Mike, begging, oral(m&f), handjob, cum consumption, and piv sex!

AHHHH HE'S LEGIT SO GORGEOUS! MY OVARIES ARE DOING CARTWHEELS 😩

♡ Mike is the type of man who is all Dom when it starts getting frisky but as soon as you start blowing his cock...he's a goner. He starts whimpering and begging for you to keep going. Mike loves when you drink his cum like a champ.

♡Mike loves watching you bond with Abby, seeing how good you are with children really makes him think about the future. He wants a family with you in the distant future. But whenever he's balls deep in your sweet cunt, he can't help but just loose control and cum in you. He loves the thought of you belly swollen with his child, tits filled with milk, and skin glowing.

♡Mike gets easily pussydrunk. Mike holds onto you whenever you sit on his face, making sure you don't go anywhere because he doesn't wanna take his mouth off of your sweet pussy. He loves when you start pulling at his hair when you're about to cum, it reassures him on how good he's making you feel.

♡Mike loves being your little bottom boy, he just wants you to use him all day. Mike loves when you ride him, overstim him with your sweet cunny. He loves grabbing on your love handles when making love, he loves the way they look and feel. Mike will get on his knees and worship you.

♡I cant stop thinking about recreating that one scene from the wolf on Wallstreet (I forgot the name lol, I hope that's right). Having Mike crawling towards you but, putting your heel up on him to stop him. He has a thing for heels, not like a foot thing. But he loves when you press press your foot on his crotch from under the table w/ your pretty fancy heels. Please keep them on during sex!

♡Whenever Mike is on top, he loves any position that allows him to look at your face. Mating press, he loves Breeding you in that position. But in Missionary, he loves just staring at your pretty face contort with pleasure.

I feel so filthy after that....I love it

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[angelltheninth]

Omfgggg i cant stop thinking about mike schmidt from the new fnaf movie getting me pregnant..

It's NNN, not breeding season! But... very appealing.

Pairing: Michael Afton/Mike Schmidt x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, gentle sex, sex during pregnancy, clit stimulation, sweet!Michael Afton

A/N: I re-watched the movie last night with my friends, they understood nothing but all agreed that Mike was precious.

Michael was much more gentle the he was before he found out about your pregnancy, you'd barely began showing and already he was going so slow you thought you might die from the teasing and the denial. It wasn't his plan to do this to you, he was just being a considerate husband, you couldn't exactly fault him for it. But your pussy sure could.

"Mike... move faster damn it!" You grew visibly more and more impatient but his pace didn't change, he held your ass in his hands, hips slightly lifted so he could still sink in deep, but god were his hips moving slow.

"No... might hurt the baby." Michael's eyes moved affectionately to the baby bump, a smile unknowingly appearing on his face, "Can you believe we did that? We made that." He chuckled to himself, eyes full of wonder.

"I know, I was there. But unless you never want to fuck me again you... god- need to move faster. Or at least... I don't know, just do something! Anything! This is driving me insane!" You could feel yourself teetering on the edge of an orgasm. But if he kept this up you were never gonna get there.

He knew what to do, the perfect solution. "Like this?" One of his hands left your ass and slowly made it's way across your thigh, to your hip and made you sound out a most desperate moan when the rough pad of his thumb moved back and forth across your clit. "That's better isn't it sweetheart? I can feel you tightening up around my dick. I'm so sorry, I didn't realize how close you were."

That was a dirty lie, he knew your body very well by now, he knew you were about to finish and his smile proved it. Staying on the same speed he was before his other hand eased your ass down to the bed and pressed against your pregnant belly. "Thinking of giving me another one?"

"Uh, let's see how we handle one." Michael shifted his weight a little, making sure his cock dragged along the sensitive spots of your pussy. He rolled his thumb against your clit every time he pushed his cock back in, humming at the repeated tightness and the blissful moans that got louder and louder the closer you got. Your back arched off the bed, his hand slipping from your stomach to your breast, accidentally brushing against your now very sensitive nipple.

"Ah!" The unexpected stimulation combined with the pressure in your pussy and your clit made you see stars. There was no controlling your hips as they moved against him. Michael did everything he could to make your orgasm last, after all he was the reason it was delayed, might as well pay you back by not taking his hands or eyes off you until you stopped shaking.

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[amentomensmut]

dressing mike's wounds

mike schmidt x reader (angst, fluff, a tiny bit suggestive at the end)

note: just a little thing i wrote while i work on a request that's taking me a while to write. this is just some angsty fluff for u all :) p.s. sorta spoilers for the movie if you haven't seen it yet! p.s.s the conflict may be a little confusing if u haven't seen the fnaf movie!!

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“Mike, sit still.” You say, your tone is harsh as you apply disinfectant to the cuts on Mike's hands. This afternoon you were folding some laundry in the living room when you heard the door unlock. You were confused, knowing it was too early for Mike to be coming home from his security job at the mall. You turn around from your place on the couch to see Mike entering the house, his hands wrapped in bandages. You picked Mike’s brain for what felt like hours, trying to get any information on what had happened. Eventually, Mike told you. That while he was on his break, he thought a little boy was being kidnapped by a man, so he ended up chasing the man down and pummeling him until he was left unresponsive. That man ended up being that little boys father, and what Mike did had resulted in him getting fired. You were pissed.

“Are you mad at me?” Mike inquired. He sat on the toilet seat as you stood between his legs, cleaning off the blood on his hands. Mike looked up at you, trying to meet your eyes but you wouldn’t let him. Of course you were mad. Not because Mike lost his job, but because he could’ve gotten hurt. Well, more hurt than he already was. You were mad because he wasn’t thinking, and that resulted in not only Mike getting injured, but an innocent man being sent to the hospital with a concussion, two black eyes, and a broken nose.

“What do you think, Mike?” You say with a small sigh, finally looking up at the man. His eyes bore into yours and you look away from him again. “I mean, what were you thinking?” You say as you throw the bloody bandages that were wrapped around his hands into the trash beside the sink. You drench a cotton pad in alcohol and wipe it across Mike’s knuckles. He sucks in a breath through his teeth at the stinging sensation. 

“I-I don’t know.” Mike says, quietly. “I guess, I just, I saw my brother in that kid for a second and I couldn’t watch Garret get taken away from me again. I couldn’t let him down again.” You look back up at Mike and his eyes are facing the floor. You put the cotton pad on the counter and take his face in your hands, holding his jaw and forcing him to look up at you. You know what happened to his little brother Garret has been a source of guilt for Mike almost everyday since it happened. You want Mike to know that it wasn’t his fault, that he was just a kid too.

Once Mike is looking up at you, you take one of his injured hands in yours and you press a few kisses across his knuckles, making sure to keep them feather light so as not to hurt him. Then, you turn his hand over and press a kiss into his palm. You do the same thing to his other hand and Mike looks at you like you’re an angel on earth. 

“I’m sorry.” He says quietly and you shake your head.

“I know.” You reply. He slowly grabs your hands, placing them back on his jaw and he holds you there. He closes his eyes and presses a kiss to the insides of your wrists. 

“I’ll find a new job.” He says, and you crack a small smile. Of course that’s that Mike is worried about right now.

“I’m not worried about that Mike, I’m worried about you. Well, and that guy you beat up. But mostly you.” You say with a soft laugh, and Mike joins in, smiling up at you. He continues to hold your hands to his face, rubbing his thumbs along the backs of your hands. There’s a pregnant pause, a beat of comfortable silence where you both hold each other, feeling comforted in the presence of one another. 

“Are you still mad?” Mike asks and you lean down to kiss his forehead and he grabs your hips.

“Yes.” You whisper against his temple. He pinches your side in retaliation, making you jump. 

“You’re lucky you’re hurt right now or else you’d be getting serious payback for that.” You say, shaking your head with a big smile that you can’t help. You leave your spot between Mike’s legs to start cleaning the bathroom counter, throwing away the used cotton pads and putting the tops on the alcohol and antibiotic cream. 

You hear Mike get up and he makes his way behind you, once again putting his hands on your hips. You shiver as you feel this scruff of his beard against your neck and his lips near your ear. 

“Can I make it up to you?” He asks. You know you should say no, but he starts peppering sweet kisses into the side of your neck. You feel your willpower slipping away slowly after every kiss that Mike presses into your skin, and you give in. You let Mike take you to bed, expressing his apologies in more ways than one. How can you stay mad at him?

#josh hutcherson #mike schmidt #smut #fnaf #fnafmovie #josh hutcherson smut #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt smut #fluff #angst

[sameschmidtdiffname]

MIKE SMUT SMTH ABT HIS THIGHS AND HE S ALSO SUBBY PLSSSSS

DAAAAAAAAAARLIIIIIIIIIIING!

GUESS WHO JUST BROKE THEIR TWO WEEK BREEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAK!

Pretty

Mike Schmidt x Gender Neutral! Reader

Summery: Men are so pretty. And they can be so stupid. And who doesn't like stupid, pretty toys?

Tags: No specified sex for Reader, Reader is referred to with a male title at one point for sexual purposes (which one I won't say, but it's not daddy! I will say that), otherwise no gendered pronouns used for Reader, sub! Mike, dom! Reader, dynamic switch, accidental kink reveal, thigh admiration (this was not as focused on thighs as I intended, honestly. I'm sorry lmao), Mike gets used like a BITCH, and I mean a BITCH. Bro gets DOGGED, bro gets USED, bro may be PREGNANT after this (he ain't, no mpreg, I'm just being funny), humping, biting, french kissing, marking, choking, just have fun with this. It's a treat for all!

Notes: I'M STILL ON A BREAK! BUT, you guys have been so sweet and so nice. So, a drabble, because I love you all and you deserve it <3

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I've always admired hands.

Strong hands, working hands. One of the first things I look for in men is if their hands look like they're capable of long lasting, almost back breaking labor.

The second thing I look for is shoulders. Preferably broad, capable of holding the third thing I look for. Which would be

Thighs.

I don't even have a particular taste for what those look like. The desire doesn't lie within the looks, although I could certainly spend a fair amount of my time stealing glances towards a fine, large pair. Straining against the material of their pants, spread out over a chair, doubling in size once someone sits. No, the desire lies in how sensitive they seem to be. Just a ghostly touch of your hands or lips upon the soft skin can usually send someone reeling. Can make someone sing such a soft, quiet note so raw and genuine before you've even drawn near to the area they want you the most.

I should've touched him sooner like this.

Mike Schmidt doesn't pretend to be a macho man. He's not insecure of his masculinity, he raises his little sister, goes to work, comes to bed. He doesn't have time to worry about being a man's man.

I can attest, however. Once in the bedroom, he has absolutely no issue with expressing his masculinity.

In any way, shape or form.

"Touch me," he moans breathily, bucking his fully clothed hips towards me in a desperate, needing manner.

I never said masculinity involves domination.

It'd just started with us cuddling on the couch. Abby out at a friend's, us snuggled under a warm blanket at home on the couch. The comforter to his bed, to be specific. Everything else was too small or too cold for us, so we just dragged it out. The old TV in front of us displaying a rerun of a movie we were only halfway paying attention to, both of us beginning to drift in and out of sleep. Mike had wrapped me under his arm, placing a soft kiss on my forehead every now and then when he decided it'd been too long since he last had. I was pressed against his side, one hand on his thigh, absentmindedly rubbing circles.

Here's the fun thing about guys. Half the time they are so touch starved, it takes nothing to get them going. And that's fun.

I didn't realize why Mike was beginning to shift in his seat some. Why his heartbeat against my ear had picked up, why his breathing was getting somewhat shaky. Tell tale signs of something, but honestly I figured it was the movie. It wasn't until he pressed a lingering kiss to my forehead, then trailed down to my cheek, my jaw, and began nipping at my neck that it began to dawn on me.

"What's got you in a mood?" I chuckled, my fingers digging I just a little more to his warm, covered flesh.

"Nothing," he said breathily in my ear, his tongue beginning to trace my jawline. "Just thought you looked pretty."

I call his bluff when I dig into a tense muscle, a loud, pathetic moan escaping him that he tries to quickly stiffle in my neck. Moaning and biting at me, his hand beginning to search my chest to graze his fingers against my sensitive nipples, easy to play with under the smooth material of Mike's stolen, cotton shirt.

"Ah," I say, continuing to rub as he pants eagerly against me. "I see."

Mike's trying to maneuver us so that he can position himself on top of me, and regularly I would agree, but I'm not quite done with my new toy just yet.

"Let me up," I say into his ear, trying to pull away. Mike simply moans into my skin, biting harder as his fingers finally wrap around my already stiff nipple, tugging at it, making me moan in harmony to him. "Mike," I say, trying to ground us both.

Mike doesn't care, his other hand searching for my thighs, knowing how much I like for mine to be played with before he spends hours between my legs, gasping, choking, and grinning ear to ear with pride after swallowing whatever amount of cum I'd given him. His teeth sink into my neck again, this time not just playful. Digging in and making me cry out in slight pain, yet pleasure coursing through me as my eyes roll back into my head.

"So pretty," Mike moans against me, his voice soft and high. His lashes flutter butterfly kisses against my forming bruises while his lips trail to my collarbone, his stiff cock brushing against my hand as he shifts.

This is what settles the idea in my mind.

My hand snaps up, pulling harshly at Mike's dark, almost black curls, tugging until his head had snapped all the way backwards, exposing the tan skin of his throat to me. Eagerly, I lick a long, wide stripe up his throat, from bottom to top until I can clearly feel the prickly stubble of his facial hair on my tongue. His adams apple bobs under the wet muscle as he moans openly, a moan that only increases in volume and pitch once I bite roughly into the side of his neck, not allowing him a chance to escape as I keep my tight grip on his curls.

"Fu-ck," he drawls, his voice breaking as he begins to allow me to guide him to my desires, laying him on his back against the worn down couch, his hips subconsciously rolling towards me in anxiety for my touch.

"So pretty," I breathe in his ear, a soft whimper escaping him as his blush deepens, accenting the subtle freckles that decorate his skin like the stars decorate the night sky. I've tried to kiss each one, knowing the task was futile, but was well rewarded by the puddle of mush he'd dissolved into as my lips had trailed against his tan skin. Mike tries to turn his face away from me to hide the blush, unsure of how else to handle the compliment.

God, I love men. They're idiots.

I grab his jaw, forcing his mouth open and adoring the pathetic whine that escapes him as I shove my tongue into his mouth, his eyes half open, watching me as he gives in to the kiss, his hands tugging at my shirt as he humps against nothing, pent up and stupid underneath of me.

They're so cute, right?

When I pull away, a long string of spit still connects us, his eyes obediently trained on me as I pin him down against the couch by his throat, anticipating my next move. I move myself to tower over him, his mouth still open as he pants, and I spit into his mouth. His eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn't complain. Hell, by the glint in his eyes, you'd think he'd thank me. Though he doesn't.

It's fine. He will soon enough.

I lower myself along his body, my hands once more finding his thick thighs and squeezing them, admiring the firmness underneath of his shorts.

"Have I told you I love your thighs?" I ask, my breath fanning against his covered erection. Mike simply moans.

"I do. Watch them all the time. Don't even realize I'm doing it, honestly," I say. I lean down, placing a feather light kiss on his hip. He whines. "They're so pretty. Just like the rest of you."

His hips buck towards me, his cock obviously twitching underneath the material.

"Touch me," he moans, his face pink and halfway covered with his hand. I reach up and grab his hand away, smacking swiftly at his thigh.

"Be good," I snap, earning me a sharp gasp as he writhes underneath of me, mumbling some sort of agreement.

"Good," I praise softly. "Good. See, that wasn't so hard."

My lips start at his knee, kissing there and beginning to work their way up as he clasps his hands above his head, teeth gritted in an attempt to stay quiet.

"You can moan," I tell him, my other hand slipping underneath the pant legs of his shorts. "I like the pretty sounds you make."

Pretty. I didn't know that was his trick word. The word that could force him into a pathetic, begging mess that can't even keep eye contact. Oh, he's beautiful. Bite marks blooming against his skin, such a deep blush, tossled curls. His soft abdomen shutters with each unsteady breath, slightly exposed, his happy trail dark against his skin and leading to the place that shows how he wants me. His tongue darting out to lick his lips so often they'll be chapped by the end of the night from overstimulation. That's his tell that he's close.

"What, pretty boy gonna cum in his pants?" I ask, my hand trailing along his hot skin and digging my nails in to make him sing. His back arches slightly, eyes trained on the ceiling as his mouth opens in an almost silent gasp.

"No," he clearly lies, his hips subtly moving of their own accord.

"You look like such a pretty mess!" I chuckle against his skin, pressing a soft kiss on his lower thigh. "I wouldn't blame you if you did."

He doesn't respond to this, clearly lost in his thoughts.

"Michael," I say, voice slightly firm. "Look at me when I'm speaking to you."

Mike rolls his eyes, huffing and not obeying. Aw. Cute.

My hands grip underneath of his knees, quickly shoving them to meet his shoulders, eyes wide as he gasps at the maneuver he's done to me so many times I can't even count. Shoved into a mating press, I grind my hips against him, pounding against him quickly and harshly, relishing the broken sounds he makes as I hump him hard enough his head is bouncing against the arm of the couch, his eyes fluttering shut as they roll into the back of his head.

"It's a simple request," I hiss against his skin, rewarded with a loud moan. "I didn't ask for your fuckin' attitude."

The glint in his eyes when they open unintentionally shows he's fine with this response, happy to take more and more until he really does cum with hardly any stimulation to his cock. His mouth is open, tongue peaking out from behind his bottom teeth, his breathing on the cusp of hyperventilating as he submits to my touch.

"Is it so hard?" I ask, keeping even time with my abusive pace. "To just listen to me?"

"No, sir," Mike moans happily.

Oh?

"What was that?" I ask, leaning closer as I shove his knees harder against his shoulders. His eyes snap open, dead ahead on the ceiling as his mind clearly tries to process what to say next.

"Nothing," he says quickly.

"Bullshit," I snap, adjusting my grip so one arm pins his knees so that my hand can snake down between us and smack at his ass in scolding. "Repeat yourself."

"I don't know what I said," he says quickly, avoiding eye contact.

I smack again, this time hard enough he cries out.

"Say it," I seethe, increasing my tempo and pounding harder against him until he looks like he may cry, his eyes squeezed shut and mouth open as he pants like a whore underneath of me.

"Sir," he finally admits, shame burning bright in his cheeks. "I called you sir."

I toss his legs onto my shoulders, my hand now finding his throat as I hump him into the bed, rewarding his honestly.

"I see," I drawl, not relenting my pace nor strength. "Someone's into getting used."

This seems to roll him over the edge, his face bright and relaxing as his eyes flutter shut, only for me to bite at his bottom lip, causing them to open again.

"Watch me," I command, biting harshly into his lip. "I wanna see how pretty you look when you cum like a good toy."

His eyes widen slightly, his mouth slack as he obeys. The moment I release his lip his tongue darts out to wet it, lingering over the soft bite marks.

"It's alright, you can do it," I say softly, choking him slightly harder. "Let me watch, then I'll let you fuck me however you want."

His eyes are pleading, begging for more.

"You want something? Use your words," I tell him, slamming particularly hard this time, hard enough his head slams into the couch concerningly. But he doesn't mind, does he?

"Kiss me," he breathes, so light, the request sounds innocent and sweet compared to the way I'm abusing him on his own couch. I comply, pressing my lips against his in a soft, sweet kiss that he whines into, his lips parting and tongue slipping against my lips in a sloppy, pleading, silent request. And how can I say no?

I part my lips for him, enjoying the way he arches into the kiss, moaning as our tongues slide together in a messy, graceless fight for control. My lips trap the tip of his tongue, sucking on it and tugging it upwards harshly as he cries out, his hips beating against mine as his lashes flutter shut once more, but this time I don't scold him. I simply grind against him as hard and as fast as my tiring body will allow, guiding him through his overwhelming orgasm, the sounds of his crystal clear moans cutting through the air, perfectly complimenting his red face, glistening eyes and shaking body.

"That's it," I coo in his ear. "That's a good toy. Just let me fuck you."

He's stupid and lost to the world, his cock twitching pathetically as thick ropes of cum decorate the inside of his shorts, making the material stick to his skin, overstimulating him as I begin to lessen my pace, beginning to give him grace he no longer has words to ask for.

"So pretty," I whisper as I try to kiss each tiny freckle on his beet red nose, his breath hot against my throat as he tries to regain his focus. "So pretty, and mine."

"Where the fuck did that come from?" Mike slurs stupidly underneath of me, his legs still trembling on my shoulders.

I giggle, smiling as I lean down to place another kiss, sweet this time, against Mike's swollen, glossy lips.

"I dunno," I say, shrugging. Mike whimpers as I pull away.

"Guess I just thought you were pretty."

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I'm 100% gonna be late for work because of this, but worth it

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[under-sedationnn]

Mike Schmidt x reader where she’s pregnant?

mike schmidt x pregnant fem!reader pt.1

summary: a day in the life with mike and abby as the reader navigates the ups and downs of the much dreaded (and much anticipated) third trimester. 

“Mike, I'm going to be honest, there's no way I can tie my shoes.” 

"Abby-girl! Come on, breakfast!"

I hear the sound of small, bare feet skittering down the hallway and halt to a stop at the edge of the dining table. Abby, hair still unbrushed and pajamas wrinkled, smiles at me from her seat by the window.

"What did you make this morning, y/n?" She leans across the table to see the bowl I'm holding, and I give her a sympathetic look.

"Oatmeal," I say, and she wilts slightly. "With nutella, and bananas! Made special for you."

I set down the bowl and she inspects it, picking up the spoon by the small end and poking at the slices of fruit. I shift on my swollen feet, and pray that she decides it's not poison, after-all. Besides, I need to eat something soon, too. And take a bath. And online shop for baby clothes, on clearance.

"I guess it's fine," she mutters, but digs in anyways.

"Well," I start, heading back into the kitchen, "I bet if you are a super star today that Mike will take you to get pizza tonight. And if he says no, I'll tell him the baby said we need it."

She smiles widely, and I pour myself a small cup of coffee. I sit down across from her at the table, and prop my feet onto the seat beside me, settling my coffee cup onto my bump to rest. Abby is fully invested in eating her oatmeal now, and I anticipate the need for a snack when she finishes.

Settling into domestic life with Abby and Mike wasn't difficult, one could say it was the exact opposite, but there are ups and downs. For one, I had to drop myself into a semi-stepmom situation, and pretty soon afterwards found out I was going to be a mom for real. But Abby is a good kid, and Mike is the kindest man I have ever met, and we're making it work day by day.

"So, Abs," I say between sips, "what are we feeling we want to do on this glorious day of all days, Saturday?"

She thinks for half a second, and opens her mouth to answer when the door begins to unlock. Mike steps into the living room, backpack slung over his shoulder with deep bags under his eyes. He smiles when he sees us nestled in our little corner of the room, and shuts out the bright morning light behind him.

I move to stand, but he puts his hand out to stop me.

"Woah woah woah, remember what the doc said, no unnecessary walking, right now. How are your feet feeling by the way?" He leans down to kiss me on the forehead, the cheek, a peck on the mouth, and moves to put his backpack and keys by the door.

"Eh, they're doing okay, but they definitely don't feel great," I respond, and he kneels down beside me.

"Want me to take a look?"

I nod my head, and he peels my socks off. The swelling is a little better, but I still hiss slightly when he pokes at the top of my foot, and the pit stays in my skin.

"Not the best, but not the worst," he says, not too sure of himself, "but you're not doing anything today, you need to rest."

I sigh. "Mike, you just got off of a shift, I know you're exhausted, and the house needs to be cleaned. There is no way I'm going to let you-"

"There is no way I am going to let you clean the house today, or do anything that is going to make you feel worse." He moves his hand to my stomach. "We're in this together, remember? 'Til the very end."

I place my hand over his own, "The very end, I love you."

"I love you, too. Now, what's first?" He kisses my fingers once and stands up. Abby joins him in watching for my answer.

"Breakfast, please."

"Agreed." He smiles and turns to the kitchen, presumedly to make us each an equally bland bowl of oatmeal.

"What were you saying you wanted to do today, Abby? You never got a chance to finish what you were saying, sweetheart."

Her bowl is empty; she wipes the leftover nutella from her lips, and moves towards the fridge to get out some milk. "One of my friends at school is having a birthday party today and I wanted to go." She pours herself a precariously full glass of milk from the carton, and slowly walks back to the table.

"You can still go Abs," says Mike, "and I could drive if you want me to."

"Well, her mom is carpooling for other kids and said she could come and get me," she adds between gulps.

I look at Mike over the kitchen bar, and he smiles at me slightly. "Abby, do you have her mom's number? I can call and see if she'll come and get you."

"Sure! Hold on, it's in my back pack." She hops up from her chair, stumbling in her excitement, and races to her room.

"Mike, if she goes, we could have a day all to ourselves."

Not that we don't love having Abby around, but a day alone would be well-deserved.

"Yeah, we could take a nap." He chuckles, and brings our breakfast to the table. Oatmeal, with just a little bit of nutella.

I nod my head in agreement as Abby races back to the dining room and shoves a piece of paper with a phone number in Mike's face. He calls, talks for a moment, and places down the phone while saying, "Abby, go get dressed, she will be here in 20 minutes." She turns on the spot and speeds down the hallway, once again.

We give each other a silent high five, and look forward to a day of relaxation together.

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i'm going to be honest, i kind of want to continue this blurb into a second part where the day continues. i was really enjoying making this into a small, domestic fic and I didn't want to just make it about the pregnancy but the life that it would lead to WITH mike (which includes abby).

thanks for reading!!! <3

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[jealousjersey]

𐙚☆⋆｡𖦹° ‧ “oh shit” 𐙚☆⋆｡𖦹°‧

mike schmidt x afab!fem!reader blurb

𐙚- description: mike gets reader pregnant after he goes crazy with his breeding kink.

☆- warnings: cream pie, pregnancy, breeding kink, unprotected p in v

𐙚-a/n: ugh i’m eating this color combo up!!!!

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mike had today off, abby was with vanessa and you had mike all to yourself. it’s not often it’s just the two of you but today you wanted to take advantage of that.

you made sure to put on your sexy red matching lingerie set he got for you 2 years ago, he loves the way it hugs on your body. you walked out the bathroom wearing nothing but the two lacy cloths covering your bits, just teasing him at this point. “baby, what’s this?” he laughs, confused. “am i forgetting a anniversary?” he thinks to himself. “just wanna look good for you. it’s been a while since we’ve had sex” that part was true. its been 3 weeks and you’re craving him more than you’ve ever before

“you do look good, really good.” he practically drools at the sight of you. he leans in and pulls you toward him, hugging you tightly. he starts taking his shirt off after getting the “go ahead” nod from you he always listened to. he looked more delicious now than ever. you were biting your lip at the sight of him in front of you, knowing what’s next.

mike slides his dick out of his boxers, precum already soaking the tip from the sight of you. “lay down on the bed and let me fuck you princess” he says as he stands up, you agree and lay down, moving your lacy panties down your legs.

mike knew you weren’t on birth control which was fine, he always wore a condom and when you were out, he always pulled out before painting your insides. but tonight, no condoms were found. he just had to pull out, like always, right?

mike inserts two fingers inside you, getting you wet and needy for him. he stops at the right time, just when you’re about to cum. hust to get you soaked for his cock inside you.

mike teases you by sliding just the tip in, as he stimulates your clit making circular motions, the sensation almost makes you arrive all over him. but you don’t want that and god, neither does he.

“fuck baby please put it in, need you inside me” you whimper. he grins and shoves his leaking cock deep inside you, hitting your g spot first try. you groan “fuck mike need you s’bad” he makes eye contact with you, his brown eyes swallowed by black, his face red and sweating.

you’ve never seen him like this before. he pushes back deeper, his balls slapping against your ass, surely to leave red marks by the pace he’s going.

you’re so lost in the pleasure he’s giving you, you completely forget that he’s not wearing a condom. “fuck mike cum inside, please fill me up! i need you to breed me” you whimper. he’s so pussy drunk he can’t think straight. his dick twitches inside you as he empties himself inside you, his body caves in on you, holding himself with just enough strength to not crush you.

after what seems like hours he pulls out of you, quickly realizing he doesn’t have a condom on. “oh shit.” he blurts out, quickly covering his mouth with his hand. you’re too tired to notice what he’s talking about.

“what’s wrong mikey?” you ask him, as you sit up and look around at the scenery. “i’m gonna be a dad.” he looks at you, you swear you say a glimmer in his eyes.

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[iluvmegantheestallion]

Kitchen Sex

Mike schmidt x black!reader

Summary: Mike has been horny and been thinking about you during his shift since you've been great at taking care of his sister Abby, so when he comes seeing you taking care of Abby he just couldn't take it anymore so you have hot steamy kitchen sex.

Mike was too horny as he was thinking about you as he sits in his swivel seat checking on the monitors. He's been stressed working night shifts, his aunt, and everything, until he met you. You were new and moved in the neighborhood mike couldn't take his eyes off of you. You were so nice and welcoming. Mike was a bit nervous since he was nervous talking to women.

But you were nice, y/n introduced herself first. Mike and y/n hit it off and became buddies. Mike's home was like a second home to you. When Mike was away working, you took care of Abby when when he's away. Abby loved you. Mike had thoughts of getting you pregnant and having his babies, he always thought you would be a good mother since you love and take care of abby.

You were like a mother figure to her. Abby once told you that Mike has a little crush on you because he acts nervous around you. Mike imagined you naked as he's a moaning mess for you.

Mike looked at down at his dick it was throbbing for you. Usually, Mike would jerk off thinking about you. He wanted you. He loved how you take care of him and Abby, bringing home cook meals, how drop off Abby to school when he couldn't. The way you smiled, the way your clothes hug your curves nicely. Mike almost cum in his pants of the thought of you.

Mike looked at the clock as it was already 6:00. Mike got up from his seat making out of his office as he leaves the place and gets inside of his car driving off.

As Mike makes it home parking his car, he groans tiredly from his long day of work. He walks towards the door as he pulls out his keys, opening the door as he enters inside his home. Mike eyes were in shock seeing the house being clean. Y/n was in the kitchen washing the dishes. "Hey, y/n, thanks for taking care of Abby for me, I know I haven't been paying because of work, but I prom -" Mike rambles, but y/n cuts him off. "It's ok, Mike. I love taking care of abby. I cleaned the place a bit when you were away, and i tucked Abby in bed she's fast asleep." Y/n listed off smiling at Mike.

"I also made some food on the stove if you want some." Y/n said as she sat on the kitchen counter. Mike wanted to eat something other than the food he wanted you. "I'm not hungry, y/n you work so hard, let me take care of you." Mike whispers as he comes in between y/n's legs as shivers run down her back.

"What do you want, Mike?" Y/n says as she wraps her arms around Mike. "You." Mike answered back as y/n smirks. "Well, if you want me, you have to be a good boy and not make any noise. Your sister is in the other room." Y/n whispers as she wraps her legs around Mike's waist. "Yes, I'll be a good boy. Please let me be inside you." Mike pleads making y/n almost cum at his horniness for her.

Mike kissed y/n slowly, which turned into passion as y/n moaned into the kiss. Mike peppered kisses on your neck as you ran your fingers in his hair, making him whine. "Aww, do you like it when I run my fingers in your hair, mikey." Y/n smiles as Mike continued kissing her neck. "Yes, I love it so much, baby." Mike says as he rubs little circles down your thighs. Mike was a moaning mess for y/n.

Y/n found Mike's moans very cute. His little gasps and whines made you very aroused. But they were a bit too loud, not wanting to wake Abby up. Y/n started unbuckling Mike's pants. "Please." Mike whines in your ear as licks and nips the skin of your neck. "I need you y/n, I'm so hard for you." Mike whispers in your ear.

"I'm trying to unbuckle your pants, sweetheart, be patient." You said calmly, sitting up from the counter trying to see the buckle a little bit better. "Y/n I can't take it anymore, I'm gonna cum in my pants." He whines tent in his pants. Mike lifts under y/n's skirt as he slids down your panties as he places it in his front pocket of his jeans. The clink of the buckle drops the floor as your fingers unzipped his pants, which dropped down to his ankles. Mike took off his boxers, leaving him bare. "Please fuck me, mikey." Your voice whines as you beg. Mike inserts himself inside you cunt making you gasp as your back arches from the pleasure of his thrusts. "God fuck please... you feel so good y/n, please I'll be a good boy for you. You're so wet and warm. I want to be inside of you forever." Mike praised as thrusts harder as y/n legs hold tightly around Mike's waist for some leverage. Tears start forming in your eyes of the pure pleasure of his thrusts.

"I wanna stuff you inside until you have my babies, I'm gonna stuff your pretty pussy until your screaming with my cum inside you, you'll be a good mother since you love Abby so f-uucking much." Mike grunts. Y/n's moans felt like music to his ear as Mike slid his hands under y/n's breast as he groped it as he gasped as he caressed and thrusts inside her. "This is so f-uucking good." Y/n says out of breath. The sounds of skim slapping and quiet moans filled the quiet room. Mike was so close to finishing as his cock was being milked by y/n's tight warm folds. His grunts got a bit faster as he softly whines as Mike grunts as he cums inside of you making you pant.

Mike kneels lower in between y/n's legs as y/n looks down. "Now it's my turn to make you cum, baby." Mike whispering as he kisses your thighs. Mike kisses your clit as he eats your pussy like a starve man as he tongue fucks you making you squirm as you pant in pleasure from your lust filled sighs, as you push your cunt further to his face. He licks a long strip of your hole to your clit as he sucks on it. "Oh my God, mikey, I'm gonna cum." Y/n whines. "Cum, baby. Cum on my face I wanna see how you taste." Mike pleads as he continues eating you out. Y/n whines as he pants in pleasure. Mike leaves in between your legs, and he looks up at you. "You taste amazing." Mike says as he gets up from his knees as he kisses you slowly and lovingly. Not wanting to stop and let go from the kiss.

"Do you wanna do a round 2 in your room?" Y/n smiles as she pecks him on the lips.

"Yes, and please sit on my face next time." Mike whispering into y/n's ear as he begs.

#mike schmidt #fnaf mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #Mike schmidt x black!reader #Spotify #black!reader

[multi-fandom-imagine]

A/n: I have been meaning to do this, put it off for way too long.

PT 1

|| Superhero Related ||

Dc / Marvel / Gen V

bodyworshipping the DC Boys- @angelltheninth

Imagine Jordan switching from their delicate fem form fingers to their thick long masculine fingers- @poppy-metal

Jordan Li Hc / Blurb- @lavend3r-stardust

Sex with Jordan- @inklore

Jordan Li smut- @poppy-metal

Bucky Barnes Smut- @angelltheninth

Surprise || Jordan Li Smut || - @ebonyenvy

Imagine giving Jordan Li a lap dance - @poppy-metal

Venom Smut- @val-made-a-mistake

Gorgeous || Older Damian Wayne || - @youwerenevermeanttofeelalone

Auburn Traditions || Older Damian Wayne ||- @glorified-red

Help me! help you || Dick Grayson Smut ||- @tetzoro

Dick Grayson smut- @lustingbones

Batboys as things that go bump in the night- @chikaras-garden

Public sex / sex pollen || Dick Grayson ||- @uc1wa

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 || Damian Wayne ||- @thesuperiorrobin

Nights like these || Jordan Li ||- @inklore

Jordan Li smut blurb- @poppy-metal

Take the reins || Venom smut ||- @val-made-a-mistake

Venom fucking the reader- @randomoutsiders

let me help you || tasm!peter parker x reader ||- @the-plum-soldier

Spell Gone Wrong || John Constantine || - @c-nstantine

imagine bunny!reader with wolverine- @inkdrinkerworld

|| Anime / Animated show's and movies ||

|| Gaming ||

Astarion Getting Aroused by Your Blood- @angelltheninth

Duskwood boys: their favorite way to pick up/carry you around- @hacked-by-jake

Duskwood boys:Reaction to you calling them babe. - @hacked-by-jake

How they’d be with pregnant reader: Headcanons with Lin Kuei brothers- @seraphmeraph

Web of faith || Kar'niss ||- @hrefna-the-raven

mk1 men breaking the bed/headboard while fucking you- @visionsofmagic

mk1 men when they get hard in public because of you- @visionsofmagic

car sex - johnny silverhand- @buryustogether

|| Live Action show's and Movie's ||

Pyramid Head Chases You Down and Fills You Up- @angelltheninth

Michael Afton when You're Pregnant- @angelltheninth

Infertile elder yautja- @mintymarabell

corio x reader but he has an insane breeding and lactation kink- @slvthrs

Corio with a breeding kink- @slvthrs

Corio blurbs- @lucilleslore

cockwarming Corio- @lucilleslore

Possessive Bernard the elf with a pregnant human!Reader - @herbalsingularitea

Sleepless Nights { spencer reid smut }- @strawbeerossi

Distance (David Rossi x Ex!Reader)- @villain-apolog1st

Lunch Break (David Rossi x Reader)- @villain-apolog1st

Beefy Bucky- @buckyalpine

James Wilson x reader- @pomegranateshrimp

Every Single Day ( Spencer Reid fluff ) - @astrophileous

All I Need ( Spencer Reid )- @incognit0slut

how dilf!jake gives his girl head- @pearlsinmyhair

house boys + how they kiss you- @cyberstrm

Peeta with a breeding kink- @peetaslefttoe

Mike Schmidt smut- @redskull199987

#fics #fic rec #masterlist #dc #marvel #gen v #reader inserts #duskwood #astarion #balur's gate 3

[hutchersonsgurl]

Mr Jealous - Mike Schmidt

Paring X Female Reader with Mike Schmidt

Part 3

18+ smut warning ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

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You go back behind the bar and finish your shift while Mike stays to make sure you are safe

Fast forward to your shift >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

You holding Mike's hand as the two of you are about to leave but he sees your boss from the corner of his eye

"Hang on a second babe," Mike says as he walks over to your boss looking pissed

Mike walks over to the counter and stares at him with his brown eyes filled with anger

"Can I help you sir? The boss says

" Actually yes he grabs the guy by his shirt I'm here to tell you that my girlfriend quits the only man she gets to dress like that for is me, " Mike says with anger in his voice

Mike punches your boss well now I guess ex-boss mike grabs you by the hand and the two of you drive home

Mike unlocks the door and lets you walk in first and soon as you entered the room "YN your home " abby runs to you and gives you a big hug

"Hey abs aren't you supposed to be in bed?" You say as you give abby a squeeze back

"She didn't want to go to bed till you guys got back" max says

Mike is sitting on his recliner you can tell he's still mad

You look at mike and then back to max

"Thank you for watching her max you can go home now" you say with a smile

"Okay have a goodnight guys" max says as she leaves

You lock the front door and then you take abby to her room and get her to fall asleep

You walk out and you see mike watching TV

"Are you okay daddy? You say as you sit on his lap playing with his curls on his head

"Mhm" mike says

"Are you still mad about the outfit?" You questioned

Mike looks up at you his eyes are staring right through you

"Bedroom now " he says

You get up to the bedroom with mike in tow he smacks your ass as you walk into the bedroom he closes the door and pushes you down on the bed

He takes off all of your clothes and throws it on the foor he puts at the bottom of the bed with a pillow under your head You were positioned at the bottom he pulls your thighs open he can see that you are already wet for him and it makes him smirk

"All of this for daddy? "Mike asked his fingers making their way to your wet clit. You whimpered and jolted at the connection, inching your legs wider for him. He rubbed circles around your bulging clit seeing how wet you are for him makes him proud he pulls back and takes off his clothes and throws them on the floor you sat up and kissed him as he grasped your tits, kneading them and squeezing on your nipples. You moaned into his mouth from the friction as you reached down to his crotch. He groaned when he felt your hand on his erection. You broke the kiss to stare at his length you pull his dick into your hand and put in your mouth

Your soft plush lips wrapped around his shaft like a ring that slid up and down his girthy length. Your doe eyes met his dark ones as your cheeks hollowed, making you moan around his cock. "Fuck baby I'm gonna cum" he says with a moan just as he says that he cums inside of your mouth and you pull his dick out of your mouth he kisses you once again and then he lets out a growl as he positions himself to get into your pussy he starts to push himself in and out of you Your hole was sloppy and wet, and a ring of his previous cum formed around his base. " please don't stop daddy" it feels s'good," you slurred out. He slapped your tits making you yelp and leaned down to suck on your lips. You moaned into his mouth as his cock fucked your pussy anomalistically. "'Pussy's so fucking good," he groaned against your lips I'm gonna fill you up with all my cum and make you pregnant" he continues you can't help but moan "Careful now don't wake up Abby or daddy can't keep fucking you," Mike says as he groans you muffle your moans with your hand

"Good girl" he says Your stomach twisted and you found yourself throbbing around his length, close to cumming. "Fuck I'm so close mike" you say Fuck, cum for me baby," he grunted through his teeth, making you unravel all around his cock, your cum dripping like warm honey on his length. With one final thrust he came too, shooting his load into your tight cunt. He pulled out and watched the mix of cum spill out of you, leaving a mess on your lower half

"Hang on baby girl let daddy clean you up " mike says he puts on his boxers and tshirt to go grab a rag he comes back into the room and shuts the door he cleans you up and the two of you cuddle in between the sheets "that felt amazing daddy" you say as you kiss mike once again well that outfit turned me on again the moment you came into the front room plus you sat on my lap you know what that does to me" mike says as he has his face in the crook of your neck

"I love you so much your mine forever "he says with voice muffled in your neck

"I love you more daddy" you say with a smile

"But baby are you serious about me moving in with you?" You question

"Fuck yeah I'll move everything myself if I have too" mike says pulling his face up and kisses you all over your face making you giggle

"Now let's get some sleep so we can officially move you in later" Mike says as he wraps his arms around you and the two of you fall asleep

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Part 4

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#mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt imagine #mike schmidt smut #josh hutcherson #five nights at freddy's

[tylerxrbtwhp]

Personal Favourite Fanfics | FNAF |

NOTE: This is entirely my favourites so if it offense any of you, I don't care. It might seem mean, but this is how everyone is. P.S: ISTG I'm actually nice 💀 Five Nights at Freddy's Steve Raglan/William Afton: New Year https://www.tumblr.com/jokeringcutio/738319099369865216?source=share Curious https://www.tumblr.com/fandomwritingbit/739432557821722624/this-is-almost-filthy-and-i-fucking-loved-it?source=share Regret (Platonic) https://www.tumblr.com/gh0stsp1d3r/735508718468349952/okay-so-imagine-steve-raglanwilliam-x?source=share Christmas Present https://jokeringcutio.tumblr.com/post/737626229094645760/stepdadwilliam-afton-x-reader-christmas-present

Pregnant {1} https://www.tumblr.com/jokeringcutio/738423315311493120/eeeek-i-love-this-idk-why-but-i-do?source=share Discovered {2} https://jokeringcutio.tumblr.com/post/738589200255975424/stepdadwilliam-afton-x-reader-discovered Newborn {3} https://jokeringcutio.tumblr.com/post/738766532152328192/stepdadwilliam-afton-x-reader-newborn Paternity Test {4} https://jokeringcutio.tumblr.com/post/738947769202524160/reader-x-stepdad-william-afton-drabble His Princess https://www.tumblr.com/charlottecutepie/739802423190798336/%E0%B1%A8%E0%A7%8E-his-princess-william-afton-x-femreader?source=share Tabbo https://www.tumblr.com/bratphilia/733098668839862272/taboo-w-afton-x-reader?source=share Job Offer {1} https://www.tumblr.com/cozymaples/734295038620794880/job-offer?source=share Job Offer {2} https://www.tumblr.com/cozymaples/735535339306942464/job-offer-part-2-steve-raglan-x-reader?source=share Three Simple Wishes https://www.tumblr.com/florence-nomachine/735979940369072128/three-simple-wishes-william-afton-x-reader?source=share Sweet Girl https://www.tumblr.com/fandomwritingbit/735344063499452416/sweet-girl?source=share Run Rabbit Run https://www.tumblr.com/ruh--roh-raggy/736380152312938496/run-rabbit-run-william-afton-x-fem-reader-smut?source=share Birthday Girl https://www.tumblr.com/ahsxual/738736837026316288/birthday-girl?source=share Only His https://www.tumblr.com/brightcosmos/737006060148260864/william-afton-x-freader?source=share Henry Emily x Reader: https://www.tumblr.com/florence-nomachine/708441636294754304/project-emily-henry-emily-x-gn-reader?source=share Henry's Nightguard https://www.tumblr.com/theyanderespecialist/703453824818528256/henrys-nightguard-headcanonsscenario-henry?source=share Steve Raglan/William Afton x Reader x Mike Schimdt: Doctor's Orders https://www.tumblr.com/florence-nomachine/734524663831642112/i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-im-not-a-sucker-for-mike-but-but?source=share Triptych https://www.tumblr.com/oftenwantedafton/740328436343635968/triptych-stepfather-steve-raglanwilliam-afton-x?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/itsbuckytm/733025902691287040/having-a-relationship-between-mike-schmidt-and?source=share William Afton x Reader x Henry Emily: [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/toraochi/675318916162191360/cough-cough-this-is-a-personal-opinion-might?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/ffauthor/708986241097547776/william-afton-x-reader-x-henry-emily?source=share

#fnaf x you #fnaf smut #fnaf #fnaf imagines #fnaf x reader #william afton x henry emily #william afton smut #william afton #william afton x reader #henry emily #mike schmidt #fnaf william afton #steve raglan x reader

[darkpeacemusic]

Rules for my asks/requests

Plz read before asking for requests

Fandoms and characters I will accept (so far):

Stranger Things (Mike, Dustin, Will, Lucas, Max, Eleven, Nancy, Steve, Jonathan)

Slashers (Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Candyman, pennywise (1990), Ghostface (Stu and Billy), Billy Lenz, Carrie, Chucky, Tiffany, Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer, Jennifer Check, Norman Bates, Sinclair Brothers, Harry Warden)

Five Nights at Freddy’s (both games and movie) (Michael Afton, Mike Schmidt, Vanessa A., Vanessa Shelley, any animatronics except BB and JJ, Gregory (platonic only), Cassie (platonic only), Abby Schmidt (platonic only), Henry Emily)

Beetlejuice (Lydia Deetz, Beetlejuice)

Final Girls/Guy (Nancy Thompson, Sidney Prescott, Gale Weathers, Ash Williams)

Fullmetal Alchemist (Edward, Al)

Pirates of the Caribbean (Jack Sparrow, Hector Barbossa)

South Park (Kenny, Kyle, Butters)

Creepypasta (Ben Drowned (platonic only), Jeff, Liu, Jane, Ticci Toby, Masky, Hoodie, Kate, Laughing Jack, Eyeless Jack, Slender brothers (platonic only), Sally (platonic only), Dr Smiley, Nurse Ann, Nina, Candy Pop, Jason the Toymaker, The Puppeteer, Clockwork, Rouge, Zalgo (platonic only), Nathan, Bloody Painter, Kagekao, Jill, Sadie)

DCEU (Bruce Wayne)

MHA (Deku, Bakugo, Tokoyami, Kirishima, Denki, Jirou, Iida, Todoroki, Awaiza (platonic only), Mina, Tyusu, Momo)

MCU (Tony Stark (platonic only), Steve Rogers (platonic only) Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Thor, Loki, Bruce Banner)

Harry Potter (Harry, Ron, Hermione, Snape, Dumbledore (platonic only), Nevel, Remus, the Weasley twins (Fred and George), Luna, Ginny, Draco)

What I will write

General headcanons

X reader headcanons

Oneshots

Canon x canon headcanons (as long as it's appropriate)

Fluff

Angst

Gender neutral reader

Child reader (plantonic)

NSFW/Smut

Poly (only if the characters are the same age and are not related to each other)

S/Os with certain mental illnesses (eg anxiety, OCD, depression)

What I will not accept

Any specific gender reader (Cuz I don’t want to offend anyone by accident)

Rape

Abuse

Parent S/O

Trans S/O (again trying not offend anyone by accident)

Incest

Pedophilla

Pregnant S/O

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[angelltheninth]

Michael Afton when You're Pregnant

Pairing: Michael Afton/Mike Schmidt x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, pregnancy, cravings, massage, kisses, picking names, cuddles, sweet!Michael Afton

A/N: After the two smutty ones I think it's time for some Michael fluff.

He was worried about you at first, you seemed a bit skittish, nervous even though you were sick in the morning

You tell him the good news right before his shift, you can see his big brown eyes widen and then begin to get teary, he's almost shaking, laughing nervously as he takes your hands in his

Moments later he kisses you while his hands sneak down to your stomach, fingers pressing against it then under your shirt

Its both bad and good that you told him, good cause he couldn't be happier, bad because he's gonna spend the whole shift thinking about it

From then on he texts you a lot more, asking if you need anything

He is a really good cook as you know so even if your cravings are odd he'll make them, he'll even eat them with you so you don't feel weird about it

While he's at work he's writing name ideas down in his notebook

Thinks about getting a different job, one where he can work the day shift and one less risky

Despite being tired when he gets home he tries to make it before you wake up so he can cook breakfast without making you sick to your stomach

Careful when you're being intimate and always lets you be on top, especially when you start getting into the last months

The two of you put the baby room together months in advance, while you could still help out more without your joints and body hurting

If your body does hurt, well you do tell him he has very nice hands so he could try massaging you

Accommodates for any position you want to cuddle in

The moment he sees the baby bump he starts talking to the baby, he always shares his day with the both of you

Every morning and night he kisses you and your stomach

Makes it for every appointment you have

Clothes shopping with you is probably his favorite thing, he loves seeing you fawn about the cute baby clothes

#fnaf x reader #fnaf fluff #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #michael afton x reader #mike schmidt x reader #michael afton #mike schmidt #micheal afton x reader #fnaf headcanon #fnaf imagine #fnaf x you #mike schmidt x you #michael afton fluff #mike schmidt fluff #x female reader

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⋆ OUTER BANKS:

pope heyward x fem!reader blurb ☆

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tasm!peter parker x fem!reader (angst to fluff) ☆

peter parker w a popular gf ☆

peter parker w a gf who loves pda

peter parker x fem!reader

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peter parker x black cat!gf

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fezco x fem!reader, part 2

fezco x pregnant!reader

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spencer talked a lot, you liked listening

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farleigh x fem!reader blurb, part 2

farleigh doing a line off of u lmao

⋆ SPIDER MAN ITSV/ATSV:

random hobie brown headcannons, more

hobie giving you a stick n poke

hobie w a coquette gf

hobie's s/o loves showering him in kisses

hobie meeting an awkward girl, part 2, part 3

small hobie thought, another one

hobie x nurse!reader ☆

"he was punk, she did ballet"

hobie with his earthy!gf

hobie + rnb music

you got hurt real bad

he was briefly a runway model ☆

hb as an older brother figure

hobie and his pink spider-gf ☆

hobie blurb, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

comforting hobie after his canon event ☆

gwen stacy x fem!reader relationship headcanons

gwen blurb, 2, 3, 4, 5

pav blurb ☆

peter b. parker blurb

miles morales x gn sibling!reader

miguel o'hara x reader blurb (might add later)

jonathan ohnn x gn!reader

atsv headcanons, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

⋆ DOAWK:

rodrick heffley x fem!reader blurb

⋆ FNAF:

mike schmidt x babysitter!reader

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[under-sedationnn]

mike schmidt x pregnant fem!reader pt.2

summary: a continuation of a day in the life with mike schmidt in which the reader navigates the joys, and hardships, of pregnancy.

"so, what are we thinking, a classic baby blue or something more adventurous? like" a pause, squinting at the screen, "green."

With Abby gone for the day, Mike and I plopped ourselves in the living room for a debrief of the day ahead. I opted for the floor, Mike helping me lower myself to the carpet in front of the TV. I groan as my butt hits the floor less than gracefully, and lay flat on my back as we chat.

"What sounds best to you, y/n?" he starts, stifling a yawn. I feel myself frown slightly in response, feeling guilty about how tired he must be feeling. He catches on.

"Hey hey, baby, I'm okay," another yawn, "I just need another cup of coffee, I think."

"No, Mike, you need to sleep," I say, and turn to lay on my side with my head propped up on my hand. He leans back on the couch and huffs, pulling his hands down his face as he lets out a sigh.

I pick at the carpet with my fingers, and wait for him to respond.

"I know, I know I need to sleep but- damnit, I'm trying to make this work, y/n." Face still hidden, he sits in silence again until I move to sit up. With great difficulty, might I add.

"And you're doing a great job, Mikey, but I really think you could use the rest. We could use the rest, right now." He moves his hands from his face and pulls me in for a hug by my neck. I trace my nails up and down his back through his shirt, and he lets out a small sigh.

He nods his head against my shoulder, and in silence, we move to the bedroom. The bed is still unmade, and we slip back under the covers as if we have never left. Turning to face away from him, Mike buries his front into my back and we melt into one another, the warmth of his chest replacing the chill of vacant sheets.

He places his hand on my stomach, and I feel at home in his embrace. "Mike," I start, "you're gonna be a great dad."

He kisses the back of my neck. "Thank you, baby. You're gonna be a great mom, I know it."

With that, the sound of the TV in the living room drowns out to a lulling hum and the morning light of the window slowly but surely fades to black.

"We're in this together, y/n."

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When I wake up from my nap, I haven't moved from my original position, but Mike is gone. The absence of his warmth sends a chill through my body, and I sit up to find the nearest throw blanket.

Walking into the living room, I catch sight of Mike scrolling on my laptop at the table. His forehead is wrinkled in concentration, and when he looks up to find me standing in the doorway, he cracks a smile.

"Good morning," he says, "again."

I chuckle, and he turns his attention back to the screen, scrolling once again.

"Whatcha looking at?" I ask, moving to pour myself a glass of water. I open the dishwasher to find that it hadn't been run the night before, and curse myself silently. I give up for now, and walk back over to the couch. "Mike, please do remind me to run the dishes tonight. But seriously, what's got you all focused in? Looking for a new job listing?"

"I definitely should be, but the night shift pays the bills. Just look at this." He swivels the laptop toward me, and when I see different swatches of paint pulled up, I can't help but smile.

"Good thinking, Mike. Ooooh, I like this purple! It's like a periwinkle."

He leans in to look with me. "Yeah, they have a good selection for not too much money. I'm sure Abby might want a new coat of paint once we get started on a nursery, so we need to prep for that."

"Right," I draw out, "she's probably sick of the shade she's got. Needs something more big girl, you know?"

He only rolls his eyes, grinning slightly. "So, what are we thinking, a classic baby blue or something more adventurous? like" a pause, squinting at the screen, "green."

"Hmmm, green is quite daunting, huh?" I scroll for a few moments, and find a springy peach color. "This would look great with all the sunlight coming in, and we could get everything else in neutrals and use all the hand-me-down furniture my family gave us."

"I'm glad you're feeling inspired," and he looks over the paint color himself, turning to smile wider this time. "This'll be great, let's go pick it up now."

I kiss him, hugging him as well as I can, and waddle to our room to get ready.

After changing our clothes, I find myself on the couch, looking longingly at my sneakers from across the room. Mike walks in, follows my gaze to where my shoes sit, and places my shoes in front of me, chuckling as he goes for his keys.

I sigh, defeated. “Mike, I'm gonna be honest, there's no way I can tie my shoes.”

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i know that this part 2 is late and was way shorter than the first but i did just want to give a little more attention to dad!mike because uh so cute?? anyways

thanks for reading!!

#josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson fanfic #josh hutcherson imagine #mike schimdt smut #mike schimdt x reader #mike schmidt

[jealousjersey]

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๋࣭ ⭑ part 2!!!

๋࣭ ⭑ part one here

๋࣭ ⭑ futuredad!mike schmidt x pregnant!reader (fluff)

๋࣭ ⭑ mostly dialog (really short i’m sorry fellas)

๋࣭ ⭑ a/n: short af, wanted to get pt 2 out as soon as possible!! part 3 is coming soon but i just couldn’t wait with this one!!

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“what do you mean you’re gonna be a dad?” you ask sincerely, with a bit of worry in your eyes,

“baby, i think i finished inside you” he says, still smiling. he loves the idea of being a dad.

“oh mike..” you say, hands covering your face. this scares you a lot. you know you’re not ready to be a mom.

“i’m here, i’ll always be here.” mike comforts you, putting his rough hand on your knee. “i can’t imagine how scary this is, but it’s your decision if you want to keep it or not.”

you pause and think for a second. “let’s have the baby” you say, smiling. eyes still muted, clearly deep in thought. do you actually want this baby or do you want mike to be happy?

“i really do want a kid with you mike. we would be good parents” you grin

“really!?” mike exclaims. he wasn’t expecting this answer. he was estatic. he wants to be a father so badly.

mike gets up and wraps his arms around you, his lips place a kiss on your forehead.

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about half a month after the test came back positive, the morning sickness really starts to set in. you’re always head above the toilet. mike can see how sick you’ve become, being extra careful around you, holding your hair when you throw up, and always getting you anything you ask for. he loves taking care of you.

mike already started picking out colors for the nursery, after only a month of you carrying his child. “he really is excited” you think as you smile. your pregnancy has opened a new aura to mike. he’s become softer. his eyes are no longer dull. since the night you became pregnant, his eyes have stayed with a sparkle in them. he was meant to be a dad.

“i really think primary colors would look good in the room, whaddya think babe?” he turns to you. “i think it’s perfect” you smile at him.

mike already bought a car seat, a crib and so. many. toys. you both don’t even know the gender, he doesn’t care right now, whatever the gender is, he’s going to be thrilled.

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3 months into your pregnancy, your baby bump starts to show. mike loves seeing you like this. he loves the new maturity you’ve grown, the glowing aura surrounding your skin and how beautiful you look. he’s also noticed your breasts getting bigger. you notice him checking you out and you start flirting with him like you just met. he giggles and kisses you.

mikes also matured a lot, you’ve noticed he stopped biting his nails, he’s become a lot less nervous. your pregnancy is sort of soothing to him. seeing you in a whole new light than the day he first met you.

you look happy. mike hasn’t seen you like this in a very long time, he’s absolutely amazed on how this has grown on you.

mike looks at you for a minute before pushing your hair behind your ear and kissing your cheek. you blush for the first time in months and he can tell.

“so, any guesses on the gender?” you ask him. “i’m making my bets it’s a girl” he grins as he looks you in the eyes, the same glimmer stares. “i’m putting $20 down that it’s a boy” you joke. “prepare your $20. it’s definitely a girl” he laughs back. the communication between you both has changed. you two haven’t argued in 4 months. this is a new record for you two. but you’re certainly not complaining.

mike started picking up on cooking dinner for you, when he found out the test was positive he frantically picked up every pregnancy book and started cooking trying to avoid the foods you couldn’t eat. of course once or twice he messed up and added cheese but you caught it before you took a bite. he was so embarrassed at first, making you a new dish entirely. it was so cute to see him like this.

mike has always had a thing for giving you whatever you needed, always taking such good care of you. it didn’t matter what was going on, sickness or in health, he always put you first.

“i love you so much” he says to you as you hold his hand tighter than ever. “i love you so much more.” you respond

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