#Toying with the dog tags I bought that are for him that I bought while I write this *sigh*

[ohworm-writes]

Just thinking about veteran and or retired neighbor Price right now *sighs dreamily while twirling my hair*

Like, okay - imagine having a house next door to Price situated in a small, cozy village up somewhere in Northern England, surrounded by nothing but green, grassy plains and dense forests with a stream that runs through the small village. I see him living somewhere cozy... quiet. Away from the loud, noisy environments that he'd been so used to, finding somewhere calm to settle down.

I see him having a pet. Maybe a lazy dog or a farm cat, something that'll follow him around and take a nap with him after a long day, either laid across his body or beside him. But, at the same time, maybe he'd like a pet that has a bit of energy - you can take a man out of the military, but you can't take the military out of a man. He still has so many traits and habits he's picked up from the military, and if you know anything about older, retired men, it's that they always need something to do and busy themselves with.

RANDOM THOUGHT but I feel like he wouldn't retire unless Laswell grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and forced him out of the military, likely for his own good. If it were up to him, he'd stay in the fight until he died, so I'd think that him getting close to it was what pushed for the decision to be made for him to retire - maybe he was injured to an extent that it wouldn't be smart for him to keep going or something of the like - I could totally see him with an amputation of sorts (like, twinning with Alex lol).

I think he'd like to keep to himself for as much as he could. I don't see him as one of those super friendly, "oh, let me help you with that" type of neighbors unless the situation is right, or, rather, unless he's called upon for help. Like, he's grumpy and stoic, but only until somebody comes to him asking "hey, sorry to bother, but can you help me with something" and he'd soften up - begrudgingly, it seems, but, really, he's happy to offer some assistance. It makes him feel useful.

God, imagine moving in next door to him and struggling to unload your car of all the boxes and things that are haphazardly packed inside of it, and him walking out of his house, seeing the way that you're struggling, and letting out a heavy sigh - just like "welp, suppose I know how I'm spendin' my mornin' now" and coming over to offer his assistance, a little awkward at first, but that quickly melts away as he settles into comfortable conversation with you.

*slamming fist against the table repetitively* BRINGING HIM FOOD OR TREATS AS A MEANS OF THANKING HIM FOR HIS HELP! A little reusable container held between your hands, to your chest, walking over to his place and knocking on the door, outstretching it towards him and being like "thank you - for your help... I wanted to show my appreciation, you know? so, I made you this" and giving the container to him.

AND WHO IS HE TO SAY NO??? (He tries, believe me, but that sweet, eager look on your face, wordlessly begging for him to take it... he can't deny you). AND HIM RETURNING TO YOUR PLACE A FEW DAYS LATER WITH THE CONTAINER IN HAND, BEING ALL GREATFUL AND STUFF. God, someone let him be real, pleaseee.

Becoming comfortable neighbors with him, spending rainy afternoons over at his house, or, in contrast, him at yours, sat on the front porch with a cup of tea or coffee or hot chocolate in hand, gossiping about some of the neighbors that live within the houses along the street, the both of you sharing your own life stories here and there, him divulging about his time in the military without shame.

Okay, I know a lot of people like to think that he wouldn't ever share or talk about it, but I can't see that. It's not like he's ashamed of his time - he's proud of the work he did, if anything, and it's all behind him now, so why should he be shy to share about the things he did? Of course, I don't think he'd go into gruesome detail about it or share about everything he's seen, but he'd totally be like "yeah, I've been all over the world - did a few OPs in X, Y and Z countries, took down terrorists, et cetera" and answer any questions with pride.

Him totally being The Man™ who you can go to if you need help with anything. Need help with a leaky sink? Give him a few minutes and he'll be over with a toolbox. Want to do an oil change on your car but have no clue where to start? Don't worry, he's got an oil pan, jack and a few rags around somewhere, he's sure - he'll be over in a few. Want some simple, good ol' company? He's outside the door already.

He'd be more than happy to give you a tour of the village if you ask, pointing out which neighbors to trust and which to be wary of, telling you about his favorite pub that's posed all the way on the far side of the town, but he promises you that the food, drinks and atmosphere are like nothing else. Walking with you down the stone pathways, footsteps clacking against them, taking in the sights with you and answering every question you may have, or, simply settling into a comfortable silence with you. At peace. Comfortable.

I'm so *laying on my bed on my stomach and kicking my feet slowly in the air behind me* I need him.

#I tried to hold myself back on the world building aspect because only the gods know how crazy I was about to go #I couldn't hold myself back fully but I tried please believe me #Toying with the dog tags I bought that are for him that I bought while I write this *sigh* #I should make this into something #I really should #(Send me asks and requests if you're interested? Maybe? Fuel my thoughts? Please?) #price x reader #john price x reader #captain price x reader #captain john price x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x reader

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Naughty Girl » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Bucky punishes you for sending him dirty texts while he’s at work.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty texts, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, male masturbation, unprotected sex, rough sex, daddy kink, praise kink, breeding kink, choking, degrading, handcuffs, sex toys, Bucky’s dog tags, name calling (slut, whore), aftercare, use of pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any kind of mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found this one on Pinterest.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

Bucky pulled his phone out of his pocket when it vibrated. He smiles widely when he sees a text from you.

Doll🩷: I want you

Bucky: I’m in a meeting, doll

Bucky shut his phone off and continued to listen to the rest of the meeting. His phone vibrated again. He opened the message to see a picture of you completely naked with your legs spread in front of a full body mirror the two of you just bought, making his eyes go wide. Bucky shifted in his seat, feeling his cock get hard. He completely forgot he was in a meeting. His mind wandered elsewhere. Like how he was going to punish you when he gets home from work.

“You ok, Buck?” Steve asks.

“Uh huh, yea.” Bucky says, clearing his throat.

Bucky shut his phone off and put it back in his pocket. When the meeting was over, Bucky left the Avengers Compound and raced home, zooming through traffic on his motorcycle. Bucky slammed the door to yours and his apartment, walking straight to yours and his shared bedroom in search of you. He found you lying on the bed completely naked.

“Care to explain why you sent me a naked picture of yourself while I was in a meeting, babydoll?” Bucky asks, taking his jacket off and threw it somewhere in the bedroom.

“I was horny, daddy.” You answered. “I still am.” You say.

“Tell me, babydoll…” He approaches the bed. “Did you touch yourself?” He asks.

“Mhmm yes.” You hummed.

“How many times did you cum?” He asks.

“Two times.” You tell him.

Bucky licks his lips and sat down on the bed. He practically manhandled you to get you to lay across his lap.

“Since you decided to act like a slut when I wasn’t home, I’m going to treat you like one.” Bucky says.

His right hand rubbed across your ass cheeks before he landed a harsh smack on it, making you moan. He landed another smack on your ass that was harsher than the first one. Bucky spanked you eighteen more times. Your pussy was dripping by the time he was done spanking you. Your ass was red as a cherry with his hand print on it.

“Lay on your back.” He orders.

You listened and laid down on the bed, hissing when the sheets came in contact with your stinging skin on your ass. You watched as Bucky went in the closet and came out with a box. Your eyes widen. You know that box. It’s the box you and Bucky keep sex toys in. Bucky put the box on the nightstand and pulled a pair of handcuffs out of it.

“Arms above your head.” He instructs.

You put your arms above your head and Bucky handcuffed them to the bed frame. He tied your legs to the bed frame with silk ties. Bucky’s right hand disappeared between your legs, his fingers rubbing your pussy and spreading your wetness around. Your breath hitched in your throat when you seen him pick up a vibrator from the box. It’s the one that can make you cum in seconds. Bucky rubbed it in between your folds, covering it in your wetness before turning it on a low level and held it against your clit, making you squeak.

“Ah fuck, daddy!” You moaned.

Bucky loves watching you fall apart with the vibrator. You begging for him to fuck you with his fingers, tongue, or cock is like music to his ears. He watched intensely as your chest rose and fell, pants and moans of his name leaving your lips. His metal hand went to your breasts, giving one of them a squeeze before pinching your nipple. Bucky repeated the same actions on your other breast. Your pussy clenched around at the feeling. He turned the vibrator up to a higher setting causing you to moan loudly. His metal hand caressed your cheek, his metal thumb rubbing across your bottom lip. You parted your lips just enough for him to slide his thumb in your mouth. You wrapped your lips around his thumb and sucked on it, your tongue swirling around it like it were his cock while holding eye contact with him. A growl left Bucky’s lips as he watched you. Bucky put the vibrator on the highest setting. You arched your back and threw your head back against the pillow in pleasure. Your orgasm was building up quickly. You were right on the edge. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.

“Oh fuck…” You whimpered. “Can I- ah fuck! Can I please cum daddy?” You asked desperately.

“Cum.” Is all he says.

A loud moan left your lips as you came hard, soaking the sheets beneath you and the vibrator. Bucky nearly came in his pants at the sight of you squirting. He shut the vibrator off and put it on the nightstand, making you whine. That earned you a smack on your thigh.

“Quit your fucking whining or I’ll give you something to whine about.” Bucky says.

You watched with hungry eyes as Bucky stripped off his clothes. Your eyes immediately looked down at his cock, hard and leaking with precum.

“My eyes are up here, doll.” He says, snapping his fingers in your face.

Bucky got on the bed in between your spread legs. You looked at him as he wrapped his right hand around his cock. He thumb swiped over his tip, using his precum as a lubricant. You watched with hungry eyes as he began pumping his cock. You licked your lips, wanting nothing more than to suck his cock. You whined and tugged on the restraints, making Bucky chuckle.

“You did this to yourself, babydoll.” Bucky tells you. “You shouldn’t have been acting like a little whore. Now you have to watch daddy play with his cock.” He says.

“But daddy…” You whined.

“What did I say about whining?” He asks.

“Quit whining or you’ll give me something to whine about.” You answered.

Your eyes stayed glued to his cock as he began jerking himself off. Tingles went through your body when moans fell from his lips.

“You could be putting that pretty little mouth of yours to good use, but it’s too bad you can’t.” He says tauntingly.

Your breathing hitched in your throat as his hand moved faster. Your pussy was wet with slick as you watched his hand move up and down on his cock. Precum leaked down his cock. He used it as a lubricant. You were so focused on his cock that you didn’t even realize that you were drooling.

“Hungry for daddy’s cock, doll face?” Bucky asks.

“I’m always hungry for your fat cock, daddy.” You say.

“Too bad you’re not getting it yet.” He chuckles, making you pout.

You desperately wanted to rub your thighs together for some kind of relief, but you couldn’t, due to the restraints. Bucky looks so incredibly hot. His muscles flexed as pleasure took over his body.

“You look so hot, daddy.” You say, bitting your bottom lip.

“Yea?” He rasps, moving his hand faster.

“Mmm.” You hummed. “So fucking hot.” You say more in a moan.

“I know what you’re doing, doll and it’s not going to work.” He says.

You huffed and pouted as you continued to watch him jerk off. His hand lost rhyme due to his orgasm building up, but regained it.

“You want daddy’s cum, babydoll?” Bucky asks, panting.

“Yes please! Give me your cum, daddy!” You say a little too desperately.

Bucky chuckles at your desperateness. He moved closer to you. His hand moved faster on his cock. Soon enough, his cum landed on your stomach and chest. You moaned at the warm feeling of it. Bucky sat back on his knees to catch his breath for a moment.

“Can you uncuff and untie me now?” You asked, tugging on the restraints.

“No.” Bucky says.

“But I’ve been a good girl for you daddy.” You say with a pout.

“That’s true, but I’m not done with you yet, babydoll.” He says.

Bucky rubbed his hands on your inner thighs, dangerously close to your pussy. He rubbed his cock in between your wet folds, covering it in your slick before tapping his tip on your clit a few minutes, making your hips jolt up at the sensation. He lined his cock at your tight entrance and slid it inside of you in one hard thrust, making you gasp.

“God damn, you’re fucking tight.” Bucky groans, tilting his back a little.

He pulled almost all the way out, only leaving his tip inside of you before thrusting back inside of you hard. You tugged on the handcuffs and threw your head back in pleasure. Bucky’s hands grasped your hips tightly as he fucked into you. Loud moans and screams left your lips. It was like music to Bucky’s ears. Bucky’s eyes wandered your body, stopping at your breast and watched as they bounced every time he thrusted into you.

“Tell me again, babydoll…” Bucky starts. “Why did you send me that naughty picture of you while I was in a meeting?” He asks.

“I wanted you so fucking bad, daddy.” You say more in a whine.

“You’re getting me now, doll face.” He says, his voice a little deeper than normal.

His vibranium hand left your hip, placing it on the headboard above your head. His dog tags dangled in your face. You desperately wanted to grab the chain of his dog tags and give him a filthy kiss. Your eyes wandered further down his perfectly sculpted body, watching as his abs flexed every time he thrusted into you. The perfectly trimmed hair at the base of his cock rubbed against your clit, stimulating it.

“Checking out daddy?” Bucky smirks.

“Mmm.” You moaned.

Your lips parted, a loud moan leaving them when his cock hit your sweet spot. You arched your back in pleasure, tugging on the handcuffs and pressing your chest upwards towards his face. Bucky took the opportunity to mark up your breasts with hickeys. His mouth was occupied on your left breast while his right hand found its place on your left one, squeezing it and pinching your nipple. A gasp left your lips when his teeth grazed your nipple. A tingling sensation shot through your body and your cunt squeezed around his cock at the feeling. He repeated his actions on your other breast, getting the same reaction from you.

Bucky stopped thrusting and pulled out momentarily to untie your ankles from the bed frame. A squeak left your lips when he flipped you over onto your stomach, the chain of the handcuffs twisting. He lifted your hips, angling your ass towards him. He placed his metal hand on the top of your back and pushed the top of your body down against the bed, making you stick your ass out more. He nudged his thigh between yours to spread your legs apart. You moaned when his thigh came in contact with your wet cunt.

“You look so much better in this position.” Bucky says, his hands rubbing your red and sore ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze, the coolness of his vibranium hand soothed the stinging of your ass.

“But I want to look at you while you’re fucking me, daddy.” You say with a pout, looking over your shoulder to look at him.

“You shouldn’t have a naughty girl and sent me a dirty picture of yourself while I was at work.” He says.

Bucky lined his cock at your tight entrance. He circled his tip around your entrance to tease you, making you whine which earned you a smack on your ass.

“How many times do I have to tell you quit fucking whine?” Bucky asks.

“Sorry, daddy.” You mumbled.

Bucky thrusted his cock inside of you in a harsh thrust, making you gasp. His thrusts were more harder and faster than when you were in the first position. His hands have a bruising grip on your hips.

“You look so breedable like this.” He says, taking in the sight in front of him.

“Breed me, daddy.” You blurted out in a moan.

Him hearing those words come out of your mouth made him go feral. The image of you pregnant with his child is the only thing in his mind at the moment.

“I’ll fucking breed you real good, babydoll.” His voice lower than normal. “Everyone will know who you belong to when they see you pregnant with my child.” He says, almost a growl.

His thrust sped up. The sound of skin slapping and the smell of sex filled the bedroom. His cock hitting your sweet spot perfectly with each thrust. Your legs began trembling as your orgasm started to build up. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.

“Can I- fuck! Can I please cum, daddy?” You asked, begging. “I’ve been a good girl.” You say.

“Cum for me, doll.” He says.

Bucky’s vibranium hand left your hip and reached around your front, blindly finding your clit and began rubbing it in fast circles. A loud moan left your lips as you came hard, your cum soaking your thighs and his cock. Bucky gave your clit a particularly rough run before focusing on his own orgasm which was coming fast. His thrust became sloppy before he regained his pace. A moan left Bucky’s lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He slowly pulled out and sat back on his knees to catch his breath. His eyes watched as his cum dripped out of your pussy. His fingers on his right hand scoop it up and pushed it back inside of you. You moaned and squirmed at the feeling.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, doll face.” Bucky says, uncuffing your wrists that are now red.

“Don’t wanna move.” You mumbled with a pout.

“I’ll carry you.” He says softly.

Bucky picked you up bridal style and carried you to the bathroom. He ran you a warm bath and helped clean you up before cleaning himself up. When you two were done in the bath, he dried you off and carried you back to the bedroom and laid you down on the bed after giving you one of his shirts to wear to bed. He got in bed next to you and wrapped his arms around you protectively, pulling you closer to him.

“I love you, doll.” Bucky says softly, kissing the top of your head.

“I love you too, Bucky.” You say sleepily before falling asleep with your head on his chest.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

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[j3llyd0nut]

Sharing is Caring

ೀ dog hybrid!Leon Kennedy + cat hybrid!Ada Wong

Tags: gn!reader but fem!reader for the nsfw part, 18+ (mdni), pet/owner dynamic, threesome, neck biting, blood, mommy kink, nicknames (mommy, pretty girl/owner, beautiful), cunnilingus, fingering, mentions of sex toys, masturbation (m receiving), sub!reader, dom!Leon, dom!Ada, fluff ending.

W/C: 2.3k

A/N: idk why I wrote this, I've never written a threesome and hybrids so this was a struggle to finish. Huge thanks to @roseglazedlens for proofreading this <33 wouldn’t have done this without you!

You had been feeling lonely lately, and with that, you decided to adopt a hybrid to brighten your days or spice up your life—as per your best friend, since they were the ones who suggested you get one. After saving up for some time, you headed to the pet store, where you met your now-current pet, Ada Wong. Her hair is as smooth as silk, and her ears are adorned with adorable fluffiness that captures your heart in an instant.

cat hybrid!Ada had no problems making herself comfortable at your home since she can adapt to her surroundings easily.

Even though you bought her a bed, she claimed yours as hers, but you’re not complaining if it means that you can cuddle with her every night.

She’s a very independent cat who doesn’t need that much attention.

However, if you’ve been busy the whole day and barely paid her any attention, you can bet you’ll get a scratch or two from her (typical black cat behaviour). It’s also her way of marking you as hers.

She enjoys lounging in the same room as you. If you're working in your office, you’ll find her on the couch nearby, peacefully napping. Just your presence alone brings her a sense of peace and contentment.

If you’re scared of any insects, don’t worry; she’ll kill them for you in a heartbeat.

“Ada! There’s a spider in the bathroom!” “On it.”

She loves getting spoiled by you, whether it be affection, cuddles, or something materialistic. Her favourite gift from you is the red ribbon collar with pearls; she wears it proudly around her neck.

For a while, it had been just you and Ada, sharing your home in quiet companionship. Then, one day, as you returned from work, you stumbled upon dog hybrid!Leon, a forlorn figure, battered and shivering on the streets. You couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pity as you came across him, so you decided to bring him home. Getting him to come with you was a challenge, but with the promise of a warm bath and a meal, he eventually agreed.

He was sceptical of your home at first compared to Ada, but as he stepped into your house, the smell of your floral candles and the comforting atmosphere enveloped him. The warm and inviting interior, with cosy lighting and subtle traces of both your and Ada’s personal touches, gradually lowered his guard.

While you were preparing a warm bath for him, Ada finally met Leon. When she caught a foreign scent mingling with yours, she became alert. Upon entering the living room and locking eyes with him, her gaze bore into him with a piercing intensity that felt like she was shooting daggers. Leon couldn’t help but notice her intense glare fixed on him, and he shifted uncomfortably, feeling the tension in the room. Thankfully, you called out for him, and he sprinted to the direction of your voice faster than he ever had before.

dog hybrid!Leon took his time to settle in and get comfortable around you and Ada.

Eventually, he puts his walls down after seeing how you treat Ada with care and gentleness. He’s also lowkey jealous at how you’re spoiling her too much; cue for her to give him a smug smirk.

Surprisingly, he’s very playful and would tug on your shirt every morning for his morning walk or activities in the park, which annoys Ada so much since he’s disturbing her morning cuddles with you.

He's a quiet one who doesn't use words to express his feelings, but his body language says it all. When you praise him, his face is stoic, but you can see his tail wagging enthusiastically.

“Good boy, Leon!” “Hmm.”

Unlike Ada, who marks you with her claws, Leon rubs his scent all over your clothes. He wants the other hybrids to stay away from you every time you leave the house. Dealing with one—Ada—was enough for him.

Other than that, he made sure to hug you tightly and lick your neck before you headed off to work; it’s a daily ritual that you cannot miss.

He’s the definition of scary dog privilege; he’ll give a menacing glare to anyone he considers a threat. He’s all bite, no bark; if he sees someone making you uncomfortable, he’ll quickly step in to protect you.

After a few months of living and tolerating each other, they eventually find common ground in their share desire to cherish and protect you. Now that speaks double trouble. You were peacefully engrossed in a book when suddenly, a commotion erupts from the living room. Annoyed by the disturbance of your precious reading time, you reluctantly set your book aside and make your way to the room to investigate.

“Now, what’s all this commotion about?” You cross your arms tightly over your chest, brows furrow in frustration. You tap your foot impatiently and let out an exasperated sigh as you stare at them. It is a sight to behold, Ada is tugging on Leon’s tail while he playfully pinches her cat ears in a mock battle.

“Are you guys fighting over your toys again? I thought I told both of you to share.” Both share a knowing glance, their eyes meeting in a silent exchange that speaks volumes. “...why are you guys looking at each other like that?”

NSFW:

One thing leads to another, and now you find yourself at the centre of your recently upgraded king-sized bed. Leon and Ada deftly position you between them, her soft and plump breast snugly meeting yours, while his firm and chiselled chest envelops you from behind, radiating warmth and desire. 

“What are you guys doing?” You ask, your voice tinged with scepticism, yet you can’t deny the trace of attraction as well.

“Sharing.” Ada purrs; her tail puffs up in excitement as she licks your face. 

Leon roams his hands over your body in a soft yet possessive manner. “That’s right, we have to show our mommy that we know how to share.” He leans down, sinking his sharp canine teeth into the side of your neck, causing a trickle of blood flow.

“W–wait! But this is wrong!” You moan as you attempt to step away from being sandwiched between them; however, Leon has other plans. Instead of releasing you, he pulls you even closer. His possessive embrace and Ada’s fixed gaze cause your cheeks to flush with embarrassment.

You always find them attractive, but this feels so foreign to you—they are literally your pets!

“Hmm? It’s totally normal for the pet and its owner to engage in this kind of activity, pretty girl.” Ada’s hands trail lower, reaching the waistband of your pants, and she swiftly removes them, leaving you in your underwear—burgundy with black lace. “Oh! And you’re wearing my favourite one.” Ada’s ears raise, and her tongue darts out to moisten her lips as her eyes hungrily fix on the way the fabric hugs your cunt.

As anticipation courses through your veins, your body shivers involuntarily. “Relax, mommy, let us take care of you,” Leon murmurs against your skin. He finds the hem of your shirt and pulls it off you, exposing your breast to the cool air. “No bra? God, you’re such a tease.” Leon growls as he pinches your hardened nipple. 

“Of course, I have to hold back from pouncing her every time she struts around the house like that." Ada leans down, capturing one of your hardened nipples in her mouth, her teeth grazing against the sensitive flesh as she sucks and nibbles on it.

You let out a whine from the sensation, and your head tilts backwards, resting it on Leon’s shoulder. With a swift motion, Ada positions herself between your legs, and her gaze meets yours with lust. “Can I taste you, beautiful?” Your cheeks have a hint of nervousness as you nod your head in agreement.

Without wasting any more time, Ada goes down on you, pulling your underwear to the side, her mouth finds its way to your most sensitive part. She starts to tease, kitten licking, her tongue laying flat between your folds, slurping and sucking on your clit as she savours the taste of your desire, the velvety texture of her tongue heightening your desires.

As your moans grow louder and more desperate, she increases the intensity. Meanwhile, Leon’s rough hands find their way to your breasts again, kneading and pinching them. You can feel his bulge growing behind your ass as he humps against it, his tail wagging behind him excitedly.

The sensation overwhelms you, with pleasure coursing through your veins as both of them continue their assault on you. Your back arches as Ada finds your sweet spot; her claws grip tightly on your thighs, leaving marks on them but not enough to hurt you. 

“Ada! Ada!” You grasp her cat ear tightly with one hand while the other one claws at Leon’s forearm. Your grip on her ear makes her grunt onto your cunt, sending vibrations to it.

“That’s it, mommy; surrender yourself to her.” Leon coos in response, his fingers tucking your hair away from your face and revealing your blissed-out eyes.

With each flick of her tongue and each thrust of her fingers, Ada drives you closer to the edge. Leon senses your impending release, and he brings his middle and index fingers to your lips. “Suck on it.” 

You nod your head and suck on his fingers eagerly. The sensation of your tongue swirling around them and the tantalising, moist sounds emanating from you and Ada causes a bead of saliva to form at the corner of his mouth while his cock strains against his boxers. Lifting you off his lap with one hand, he hastily pulls down his sweatpants and boxers, freeing his cock from its confines. 

That momentarily catches Ada off guard, but she continues to pleasure you with her tongue and fingers, determined to bring you to the peak of pleasure. The closer you get to your release, the tighter your hold was on her dark locks. She hisses in pain against your cunt, Leon notices her discomfort and gently loosens your grip on her hair. “Easy, pretty owner, not too much.”

Your apology is muffled by Leon’s fingers, and you extend your hand, offering a gentle caress to her ears as a silent apology. “It’s okay, beautiful." She breathes against your thigh and gives it a light peck, her voice filled with gentleness. “Just give in to it and come for us.” 

You struggle to stifle yet another moan that threatens to escape. Leon withdraws his fingers from your mouth, leaving behind a glistening trail of saliva that connects both your lips and his fingers. “Don’t be shy now, mommy.” He firmly cups your face with his other hand, his fingers exerting a strong grip. “You think we don’t hear you late at night when you play with your toys?” He let out a growl, and his touch suddenly becomes less gentle but rather commanding—clearly jealous of them. 

Fuck.

You are becoming increasingly overstimulated, and his jealousy ignites an intense arousal within you. Ada’s skillful touch and her tongue send shivers of pleasure coursing through your body. Your back arches in response to the pleasure as you squeeze her head with your thighs, a subtle but unmistakable expression that you are closer to your climax.

His hand, still slick with your saliva, strokes his own cock while the other explores your breast with an insistent touch, evoking a deep, primal moan of pleasure from deep within him. Ada’s tail curls with anticipation as you rock your hips towards her face, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable. With an intense release, you climax, your moans echoing in the room. She eagerly laps up your juices and skillfully uses her fingers to prolong your pleasure, ensuring your satisfaction.

“Oh, god,” he gasps as he hears your moan, stealing a glance at Ada’s face, glistening with your arousal. The sight is enough to push him over the edge, and he climaxes right then and there. His cum coats your back, and some stray droplets find their way into your hair. 

As the intense waves of pleasure subside, your heavy breathing begins to slow, and you collapse onto the soft, inviting mattress, your limbs heavy and your eyelids drooping. From the corner of your eyes, you can see Ada meticulously grooming herself with her tongue, savouring your taste, while Leon kicks off his sweatpants from his ankle, ready to cuddle with you. He doesn’t even bother to clean you up, wanting his cum to stick to you.

“So, did I do a great job of sharing?” Ada nuzzles closer to you; her body forms a beautiful crescent, fitting perfectly against your side. “Yeah, you both did,” you chuckle, and you gently stroke her hair. “But did you come?” concern etches itself onto your face.

“You don’t have to worry about me, beautiful. Unlike a certain pup, I take care of my owner’s pleasure before my own.” Ada’s eyes narrow at Leon in disapproval, and her ears flatten against her head.

Leon huffs dismissively, rolling his eyes, and then snuggles closer to you. His tail gently drapes over your stomach, and he snuggles into your neck, seeking comfort and closeness. That just flares up her irritation. Before she can unleash her claws on him, you intervene by encircling your other arm around her, gently pulling her closer. “Okay, less fighting, more cuddling,” you propose with a smile.

Both nod in agreement, and as Ada nestles her head on your arm, a contented purr escapes her while her previous anger slowly dissipates. Whereas Leon, embracing a playful mood, makes an attempt to monopolise your attention. He entwines his legs with yours, draping an arm over your chest and casting a smug smirk in Ada's direction, his tail tapping lightly on your torso—a sweet revenge for all the times she'd stolen your attention from him. Ada's response is swift as she hisses at Leon and extends her claws in a challenge.

You release an exhausted sigh and massage your temples. It looks like it's going to be a long night—have fun having two pets who are fiercely horny loyal and protective of you.

#✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡ ˚ #leon kennedy x reader #ada wong x reader #dog hybrid!leon kennedy #cat hybrid!ada wong #leon kennedy smut #ada wong smut #resident evil

[angelltheninth]

if you're comfy w it, can you do a Scaramouche x a wolf hybrid reader in heat <:D preferably they/them afab <33 ty if you do if!!

I love Scaramouche so much, he's such a sassy gremlin man.

Pairing: Scaramouche x Afab!Wolf!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, heat/mating cycles, mating mark, cunnilingus, teasing, mating press, breeding kink, degradation, praise

A/N: Confession, I didn't like him at first. I really didn't, but now I do. He's way too sassy.

He wouldn't be bothered at first, tell you to just take care of it yourself

It's in your nature sure, but he shouldn't be expected to fix things for you

Little did you know that his attitude was but a cruel act

He wanted to drive you to the brink of desperation

He wanted you wet and needy and howling his name, your ears pressed flat against your head and you salivating at the mere sight of him

It was pitiful, you were groveling before him begging to be fucked

A beautiful sight if you ask him

You'd be even more beautiful if you were to lay down and present for him

He can't get the smug smile off his face as he watches you finger yourself, begging for his cock, begging for his cum

You can have his cock but you'll need to work for his cum

Put those beautiful hips and pussy to work, use his cock like your toy

Let him hear your whimpers and howls, let him hear the fabric tear as you sink your claws into it in desperation to be breed

You're doing really well, you're being a very obedient dog right now, he didn't even need to use a leash on you

You would have liked that, a leash to go with that pretty collar he bought you

If you're bad he can tie you up later but for now you're being very good for him, fucking yourself on his cock, milking him dry of his cum

Fuck he needs to taste you, taste himself flowing from your pretty hole

Every flicker of his tongue is methodical and delivered in a way that makes you howl louder, beg louder, go crazy from him, for him, for the way the flat of his tongue presses against your hard, twitching clit, all covered with cum and drool

Your claws dig into his shoulders as you feel your orgasm hit you, a sharp hiss from Scaramouche vibrating though your aching pussy

You can take more for him, one sharp look already has you with your legs in the air, ready for him to fuck you

He's made you wait long enough, it's time you get what you've been longing for

A near sob escapes your sore throat as you feel his cock sinking in again, filling the void

His hips are nearly a blur, the room echoing with fast, wet slapping sounds, he's nearly an animal himself

You can't stop your tail from wagging uncontrollably when he sinks in balls deep and lets out a thick torrent of warm seed into you, finally delivering on his words

It doesn't matter if you get pregnant from this or not, he'll fuck you as many times as you want, or at least until he passes out because your heats can go on for quite a while

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin smut #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact smut #afab reader

[fairlyang]

Present 🏹

in which kate unwraps her present

w/c: 2.8K

pairing: kate bishop x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. fluffy at first, horrendous ugly xmas sweaters, flips a switch, teasing, groping, grinding, fingering, sweet aftercare, more fluff, matching jammies and hats, hot chocolate

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You were sitting in your living room reading a book with Lucky napping on your leg and Christmas music playing softly in the background when suddenly the front door bursts open. In comes your girlfriend Kate with loads of bags in her hands.

She dumps them on the floor then closes the door before pointing at them with a wide smile. "I got you something." She says and goes through her bags unsure which one to show you first.

"This won't be good." You mumble petting Lucky's head before he jumped down to greet her while you closed your book and put it on the coffee table.

"Hey buddy!" She exclaims pulling away from her bags to play with him.

His tail was wagging back and forth since he hadn't seen her all day because she was out shopping without you. There was no one to babysit him and she didn't want him to stay home by himself while you both shopped for hours. She feels too bad.

So you told her to go by herself which you would soon regret.

She pulls away and opens a bag, digging in it for a few seconds before taking out a sweater for Lucky. She gasps and holds it up to him, he excitedly sat down waiting for her to put it on.

She takes off the price tag and quickly slips it on him with ease. "Go show mama your new sweater!!" She says and points to you.

He quickly runs up to you and does a little twirl before sitting down, tail still wagging, tongue happily out. His sweater made it seem like he was an elf, with cute little red and green cotton balls on it.

"You look so handsome Lucky." You said and scratched behind his ears which made him tilt his head to the side.

"I knew I had to get him a few things and absolutely adored that sweater!!" She says excitedly, taking tags off what looks to be a bunch of toys.

"You have great taste baby." You coo, taking a quick glance at her, and fixing the collar on Lucky's shirt.

She then dumped brand new toys she got him onto the floor. "Santa!!!" She yells and squeezes the toy's belly, making a loud squeak noise that instantly got his attention.

He sprinted towards her and grabbed the toy out of her hands before running off to some other part of the apartment, toy still getting squeaked.

Kate turned towards you, holding something behind her back. "I got you the best thing I've laid my eye on." She says, standing up and walking over to you.

"That's only making me nervous Katie." You chuckle and she shrugs.

"I promise you'll love it." She replies and takes a seat next to you.

She then moves her hands and places a sweater on your lap. You grab it and hold it up only to burst out laughing.

"Now Kate-"

"Please try it on! Pretty please." She pleads, giving you your best puppy dog eyes which you couldn't deny.

"Fine." You mumble and get up, walking towards your shared bedroom.

You tried to take a peak at the other bags she had before she quickly spun you around and made you go to the direction of your room. "No peaks!!!" She exclaims, pointing a finger at your face.

"Ugh fine! All I'm saying is you better have an ugly sweater too." You groan and she gives you a thumbs up.

You walk away, entering your bedroom and closing it shut before taking a closer look at the sweater.

And of course it was an ugly Christmas one.

Because Kate bought it.

It was a red sweater with white snowflakes all over it, with green stripes along the entire collar, cuffs of the sleeves, and the bottom of the sweater. But worst of all it had a big gold bow on the entirety of the chest with a gold strip right through the middle.

Oh but the absolute cherry on top was the "You're welcome" tag attached to the bow.

How the hell Kate always found the weirdest of sweaters ever is beyond your knowledge. And how she finds worse ones after every year....

You sigh and take off the hoodie you snatched from her side of the closet before leaving it on the dresser. You then slip the sweater on and pray it wasn't itchy.

It surprisingly wasn't but it felt almost heavy? There was just so much going on and the colors were atrocious.

Sure it was the colors of Christmas but it couldn't be a sage green? Forest green?

It was all way too bright but the things you'd do for Kate....

You took a deep breath then let it out before opening the door and going back to the living room only to find Kate with her back to you.

"I swear to god Kate Bishop if yours isn't as ugly as this one-" you start but she turns around, shutting you up.

Your eyes widened and you brought a hand to cover your mouth.

And there was your lovely incredible Christmas loving girlfriend in an ugly Christmas sweater.

Somehow more ridiculous than yours but it was the tiniest bit cute on her.

So it technically wasn't fair.

She moved her hair back and grinned, "what do you think?"

"It's.... Ugly?" You say unsure what she wanted to hear.

It had different blue and white patterns along the top and bottom, with thick red strips along the collar, cuffs and bottom of it. But what made hers so.. different was the fact that there was a Santa on it.

With his sleigh.

And physical plushie reindeers flying it.

And colorful pom poms along the sleeves.

It was truly horrendous but the reindeer, the most ridiculous part of the entire sweater, somehow made it look cute.

Maybe only because it was Kate that was wearing it and you thought she looked good in absolutely everything...

"I don't even wanna know where you got them." You cut off the silence and she chuckles before taking a step forward towards you.

"Not like I'd tell you anyway!" She teases before reaching up and tugs on two strands of your bow.

"S'cute." She mumbles under her breath making you snort.

"Yeah right." You groan making her laugh.

"You make it look cute, pretty girl." She coos, wrapping her arms around your waist, pulling you closer.

But her reindeer then poke your chest and stomach making her pull away slightly. "I do have other actual cute things for us but I just had a thought..." she mumbles, leaning in towards your neck.

She left a soft kiss on your skin, not caring about your sweaters bothering each other. "And what's that baby?" You ask quietly, already having a slight idea.

"I wanna unwrap my present." She murmurs against your skin making you let out a sigh.

"Don't gotta say it twice." You breathe out and she hums, kissing up to your ear then nibbling on your earlobe.

"You're so gorgeous." She murmurs as she pulls away and quickly grabs your hand leading you to your bedroom.

"Eager much?" You tease making her groan as you walk into your room.

She closes the door and pushes you against it, slipping her leg between yours and with her hands gripping your hips. "Acting as if you don't want me to." She coos and gives you a little pout.

"You're such a tease." You whine and she grins.

"Good." She mumbles before going back to your neck but this time immediately sucking on your skin then leaving a wet kiss on it before finding another area to mark.

You moaned as she left another mark and your hands made their way to her hair, slightly pulling on it how she likes it. "So did you- j-just see this sweater and thought of this?" You stutter making her chuckle and pull away.

"Kind of. I know you appreciate a good dirty joke." She says with a smirk on her face.

"So are you gonna unwrap your present?" You ask lightly fluttering your lashes at her and she only shrugs before grabbing your hand, bringing you to the bed.

"I will.. but first I wanna see something." She says and you both walk to the edge of the bed.

"Lemme just see something really quick.." she mumbles and gets on the floor.

She brings her hands up to the waistband of your sweats and she pulls them down all the way. You step out of them and she whistles. "I'm so lucky."

"Speaking of-"

"He's fine!"

"Now back to where we were before..." she says and walks behind you.

Her hands were all over your body, the bow making noises that irked your ears but as soon as she started groping your tits you didn't mind.

Your ass was directly on her crotch now and you did what you had to and started grinding on her as she squeezed your tits. "Mmm Kate." You moan and she grinds her hips against you making you both moan.

"Bet you're already all soaked for me, aren't you baby?" She whispers in your ear as she pinched your nipples softly.

You moan and lay your head back against her, she leans her cheek against it as you relaxed into her arms. You continue your grinding making her groan and hump against you. "God you're driving me crazy baby." She moans and goes back to kneading your tits.

"Please-"

Without another word she grabbed you and put you on the bed with her jumping right behind you, literally.

"I wanna try something a little different okay?" She says and you nod.

"Just need you."

"I know baby, I know." She coos in your ear as she helps you get comfortable between her legs.

She makes you kind of lay your back against her then slowly starts trailing her fingers over your body. You lean your head back and buck your hips up already wanting her touch so desperately.

"Patience my love." She coos in your ear making you whine.

But she decided to be nice this time and gives in. Her right hand goes straight down to your already spread legs and her fingers start trailing up and down your soaked slit.

She bites her lips not expecting this much wetness already but then again it was you. And you'd get wet from the littlest of things.

You just loved Kate's touch so much.

And your dampened panties were proof of it.

"Katie please, I need you so badly." You whine and she hums.

You reached down and moved your panties to the side which made Kate chuckle before dipping her fingers in and instantly feeling your arousal soak her fingers.

You moaned and bucked your hips up but Late brought her left hand down and placed it against your stomach to somewhat stop your movements.

"Poor baby already so needy." She coos as the sounds of your wet cunt fill the room.

"Katie." You moaned and felt your eyes roll back as she teased your entrance with the tip of her finger.

"Shh it's okay baby, I've got you." She murmurs and slips two fingers in making you gasp.

Your left arm went to clasp hers which she was happy to see, you were just so cute wanting to continue touching her.

She slides her fingers in slowly then pulls them right back out making you whine until she brought said fingers up to your fingers which you subconsciously opened.

She slipped her fingers into your mouth and you closed your eyes, tasting yourself while you sucked on them. "Good girl." She purred making you moan against her fingers.

"Such a good girl for me." She whispers, giving you a kiss on the cheek before she took her fingers out and went straight back to work.

She slipped them in and this time didn't stop and started immediately fucking them into you. You clenched against them and you kept your eyes closed just for your immersion.

Her fingers always worked their perfect magic on you and you'd never grow tired of it. She always came up with new ways so you never grow "bored" but you never would anyway.

Her left hand moved up your body and came up to squeeze your left breast. You grabbed that arm and just held onto it, not wanting her to stop anything she was doing.

She started pinching your nipple as her pace went harder, faster. Your greedy cunt acting as if it hasn't been getting played with and just sucking up her fingers and enveloping them easily. "F-Fuck-" you whimpered and she kissed your cheek again.

"Feel good mama?" She asks and you nod feverishly.

"So tight too. I'll never grow tired of it." She purrs making you whine once again as she started fucking her harder.

By this point your cunt was pouring out a mix of wetness and creaminess juices, no doubt about to stain the bed.

But that was the least of either of your concerns as you tried spreading your legs out wider and it sure helped. Kate was now able to fuck you deeper but before she did she added a third finger.

At the new angle she was now hitting that sweet spot that had you passing out and seeing stars.

And you've yet to open your eyes.

"Oh fuck Kate— mmm god it feels so good—" you moan and grip her arm as you bring your right hand to play with your right breast for even more stimulation.

"Taking them so well pretty girl." She coos making you moan and you swore with just her praises alone you could come undone.

"Mmm Katie please- please-" you whined and she swore under her breath.

Her boxers were already a mess and your pretty moans were not helping her case. Not a complaint but god those moans drove her insane.

"So beautiful, fucking perfect." She murmurs and you quickly bring a hand down to rub your clit.

You rubbed fast circles on it and soon enough felt your orgasm approach. You figured out you always needed clit stimulation to cum until you met Kate and you suddenly didn't need it.

But sometimes it still felt good to cum that way anyway.

You let out a melody of whimpers and mewls as Kate's fingers were hitting your g spot harder now. You felt that all too familiar feeling in your stomach and your body began to shake.

"Cum for me baby, let go." She whispers and you do.

You let go and cry out as your orgasm hits you and leaving you a shaky, breathless mess. You move your hand away as Kate slowed down and left her fingers inside. You were breathing heavily and Kate brought her left hand to yours and held it softly.

"Did so good for me baby." She praises and kisses your cheek sweetly.

She slips her fingers out of your gently and you finally open your dazed eyes just in time to see her bring them up to her mouth. You look up at her in adoration and just sigh as your breathing calms itself down.

"Didn't even unwrap your present." You mutter and she giggles before wrapping both arms around you softly.

"Sorta counts."

"It does not."

"It should."

You then sit there in silence, enjoying each others company until Kate moves and positions you so your head is on the pillow. "I'll be right back." She whispers, giving your forehead a kiss before running off.

She came back after a few seconds and comes in with some plaid pj pants. "I got you red and green but because I know you love this green..." she says and takes the tag off before putting them on you.

"Perfect! Now I'll go wear my red ones and next week we flip flop." She says excitedly making you smile.

She was the sweetest and most thoughtful, caring person you've ever had the pleasure of meeting and you couldn't believe she was your girlfriend.

How you got so lucky was beyond you but you felt so grateful you found her because she was absolutely your soulmate.

The pea to your pod. The peanut butter to your jelly. The yin to your yang.

Your other half.

Because of her, you were a happier version of yourself and it was all because of how perfect of a girlfriend she was.

She finally came back only this time with her new pj pants on, a hat with the lower half of Santa, and two mugs.

Lucky came in behind her racing towards you, immediately jumping on the bed with another hat which he left on your lap. This one being a cute Christmas tree.

"See I have good taste." She says with a big grin.

"You have the best taste." You respond, grabbing the hat and putting it on.

"How do I look?" You ask as you grab the mug Late was handing to you.

"Absolutely perfect." She sighs and looks at you adoringly.

#kate bishop #kate bishop x y/n #sapphic #bisexual #lesbian #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop smut #wlw #kate bishop x reader

[trash-magics-blog]

Adopting a kitten/puppy with them and how they would react!

Summary: basically how the 141 + Alejandro and Rudy + Konig would be if you guys adopted a kitten or puppy, this is all fluff nothing else. (I'll state what breed and the name of the cat/dog then explain how you got it)

1. Simon "Ghost" Riley

You and Simon adopt a kitten, specifically a British short hair and you guys named her Molly. To be on the more truthful side, you adopted Molly and surprised Simon with her when he got home from hanging out with his friends Soap and Gaz one day. You and him had talked about getting a kitten because you had always wanted one and at first, Simon wasn't completely...enthusiastic about you bringing the kitten home since he had told you that he would think about it but she grew on him. "She is a British short hair, so you two have something in common" you laughed, Simon on the other hand just sighed and said "is that your idea of a joke miss?". He didn't go out of his way to bond with her much but she seemed so fascinated by him and wouldn't leave him alone, constantly following him around and playing with his shoe strings or his sweatshirt strings. And when you weren't in the room he would play with her slightly and there was a few times you caught him doing so, it warmed your heart to see him smiling and playing with her so gently and to here him try and laugh quietly so you wouldn't notice him. Something about seeing Simon be so happy with the kitten made you think about him as a father but you knew that had to wait and to just live in the moment.

2. Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

You and Johnny adopt a pit bull puppy and name him Sargent but call him "Sarg" for short. One day you and Johnny where driving down this back road to get back home after a date and you saw this little puppy on the side of the road, it was raining and Johnny had stopped and got out of the car and grabbed him and set him in your lap and said with a smile "we'll be having another passenger tonight Bonnie" and you didn't mind so you started to talk to the puppy and pet him telling him how good of a boy he was and everything, you and Johnny fell in love with this little pooch. The next day, Johnny went out and bought him toys, bowls and a cute blue collar with "Sargent" stamped into the dog tag, he was a little skinny so it didn't fit him just yet but it looked so cute on him. Sarg slept on the bed with you and Johnny and you guys took him everywhere, he loved you guys and when you started to have a baby bump Sarg never took you out of his sight and didn't let anyone near you which Johnny secretly loved cause it allowed him to know you were safe when he wasn't around.

3. Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

You and Kyle adopted a border Billie puppy named Cali. You both had come to the decision of a new puppy and had gotten all the things a puppy would need as in bowls, toys and food ect... And after you guys had gotten done at the pet store you went to the animal shelter and there is where you found Cali, a little puppy who seemed to be rather bored and not amused by the other puppies so you guys picked her. At first she seemed a little scared of you guys and just kinda tip-toed around and if you or Kyle went to pick her up she ran away but with time and a lot of patience she warmed up to you guys, she got close with Kyle first then started to warm up to you. She was Kyle's right hand dog. She went everywhere with him while you preferred to stay home and relax, Kyle was almost always busy with something so Cali gave him a companion. But in all reality, she was both of your guys companion and life long friend.

(A/N) Part 2 with Price, Ale, Rudy and Konig will be out soon! I usually just write whenever I feel the inspiration but I wanna start like actually writing cause it's so fun and nice to see people enjoy it so thank you! I hope you like this random stuff! Have a good day!

#cod mw2 #mw2 x reader #cod fluff #cute #fluff #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #simon riley #johnny mactavish #soap mctavish #kyle garrick #kyle gaz garrick #soap fluff #gaz fluff

[jamiesfootball]

📓 give me a glimpse into ur mind

Let me tell you about the Greater Richmond Pet Acquisition (aka Give Jamie Tartt a Cat)

So it starts here with Jamie, having just joined the team again in season 2, and he is struggling. He basically blew up his life and its in pieces and he's having things that definitely are maybe panic attacks

He accidentally ends up befriending Higgins.

Higgins who back in season one through poor late Cindy Clawford's collar into the curse fire. Since then they've gotten a new cat (who i had the perfect name for but i can't find it in my drafts and my tagging is shit), and just like Higgins shows Jamie pictures of ducks and the memes his kids use that he doesn't understand, he also shows Jamie pictures of their cat.

So Christmas rolls around, yeah? And Jamie fucked up secret santa, and Higgins invites Jamie to his house for the team Christmas but that doesn't feel fair to the team

(and him and his mum are still on the outs, have been for years, and one of these days he's gonna be accountable but he's not so much of an asshole he's not so much like his dad that he'd just drop in on her unannounced at Christmas)

So he spends Christmas in Richmond alone with the bottle of champagne that he got at secret santa and it's brutal and he's lonely and he sees an ad on the telly for an animal shelter and decides screw it- I'm gonna get a cat. If I'm gonna be miserable and lonely like an old cat lady then I might as well have a cat.

So he goes to the shelter and he's thinking 'yeah i'll get a nice sleek cat one of those cool posh ones with the markings' and then he finds this ginormously rotund squash faced orange fat bastard and just. laughs.

His name is Big Ben and he's a surrender. His previous family up and moved, and they decided they didn't want him anymore. He came from a house with three kids (responsible for the kinda lame name) but no one ever really gave him any attention. He was kind of a nuisance. Always underfoot. Always yowling for attention. Too needy. They were a bit relieved to have an excuse to get rid of him to be honest.

Jamie is weirdly upset by this and can't pinpoint why. He gets the cat.

He gets a bunch of cat stuff - beds and toys and a robot litterbox that cleans itself - and he takes the cat home an he's like 'wait what the fuck did I just do?' Because he's never had a cat, or a dog, or any sort of creature relying on him to keep it safe. So he looks up Youtube videos on 'what to do when you've fucked up and bought a cat' and they're like 'well start them off in one room in the house' and Big Ben hates that.

It's a horrendous first few hours for both of them, Big Ben yowling at the top of his big unhappy cat lungs while Jamie is about to lose his goddamn mind, spiraling and on the verge of a panic attack because oh god he didn't just fuck up his own life now he's hurting this big giant fluffball cat the cat is crying fucking hell what do I do I can't call Higgins it's Christmas

So he breaks. He lets the cat out of the room and Big Ben barrels into his legs and starts purring. Loud. Like the loudest a creature has ever purred in its life. And he's looking up at Jamie with it's big green cat eyes and it's making little chirpy noises.

"You wanna hang out with me, buddy?" Jamie asks, and he feels stupid, talking to a cat, and Big Ben leans against his legs and-

-tiiiiiips over. Flops right over on Jamie's socks and looks up at him with his big adoring face like Jamie's the best thing that's ever happened to him.

Jamie could get used to someone looking at him like that.

#the greater richmond pet acquisition #give jamie tartt a cat #jamie tartt #ask box is always open #ask game

[barn-anon]

May I get your thoughts on hamsters? And which of your ocs would be the most likely to own one as a pet?

I had hamsters once like 15+ years ago. Back then all we know was what the pet shop told us and bought 3 with one of those hamster cages. In less than a year 3 turned into 36. I was so happy while my parents were terrified.

From what I understand now, they’re best suited for a large fist tank or enclosure with bedding to burrow in with toys in it? And that some hamster wheels aren’t suitable for them depending on size and type.

Firos comes to mind. He’s enamoured with this small furry critter that he saw at the pet shop. So small and soft. What thoughts go on in that small mind? Those wide round eyes as it scurries around that enclosure it’s in. If he ends up bringing it home and turning half his quarters into a little hamster paradise, none of his brothers say anything about it.

Inigo sighs, not understanding the point of putting so much time and effort into a small little rodent. Yet it brings his brother happiness and his human likes it when Firos brings it around. Firos even has a portrait of that little creature hanging on his wall. Where and who made it for him, no one knows.

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Clifford likes the idea of owning a hamster. Actually owning one is a bit.. unlikely… given his circumstances.

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Castle has been through all sorts of pets in his time with Susan and her kids, grandkids and great grandkids. He’s thoroughly exhausted an the slightest mention of the word pet makes him tense.

Birds, cats, dogs, snakes, insects, spiders, rocks, rodents. He’s had to at some point care for some family pet, least he risks one of the kids crying up a storm. He nearly fainted when one of the great grandkids asked for a pony for Christmas.

@thevoidscreams :3

Tagged: @kit-williams • @egrets-not-regrets • @bleedingichorhearts

#reply #thevoidscreams #Firos the Alpha Legionary #space marine husbandry sentience #space marine husbandry #warhammer 40k

[lonewolfy45]

Best Christmas Present

Note : *Since it's almost Christmas, I decided to make a Christmas themed fanfiction, so yeah, I hope you guys like it!*

Summary : Baron Corbin and the reader are celebrating Christmas but what is the readers best Christmas present that she gives him

Warning (s) : Smut and some cussing

Your name (Y/N)

Word count : 803

Tag list : @wwelovergirl @romanreignsistheonlydaddy @dulcesitapr @sassymox @adriennegabriella @romanthereigns @ava-valerie @wweincorrectquotes

I ran into the bedroom and jumped on top of my boyfriend of three years, Baron Corbin, who was still sound asleep. "Babe, wake up, It's Christmas!" I yelled. Barons eyes fluttered open before he rubbed them. "What?" Baron asked, still half asleep. "It's Christmas." I replied, smiling before kissing his cheek. After a few minutes of me laying on top of him, I finally got up and walked to the door while Baron followed behind me. We walked down the stairs and towards the living room where our beautiful Christmas tree was.

Our big great dane Xander was on the couch chewing on his bone. "Babe, can you go get Xander's presents from under the tree?" Baron asked. "Sure!" I replied before walking over to the tree and grabbing the presents. As soon as I grabbed the presents, I walked back over to Baron, who was now on the couch with Xander. "Hey, Y/N, do you want to open those for him or have me do it?" He asked. I smiled before replying with, "I wanna do it, babe." And with that, I began to open Xander's presents. A few minutes later, after opening all of his presents, he had a whole pile of new toys and bones. "You like your presents, Xander?" I asked, looking at him in the eyes. Xander barked and licked my face before getting off the couch and grabbing one of his toys, and walking over to his dog bed. Me and Baron both laughed before sitting in front of the Christmas tree. "Open yours first." Baron said, kissing my cheek. "Ok." I replied, smiling, grabbing a present from the stack, I carefully opened it, and once I got it open, my jaw dropped. "You got me a new jewelry box, babe!" I shouted excitedly.

Baron laughed before replying with "Yep, I knew you were wanting one, so I bought you one." I looked over at him and kissed him. I eventually pulled back from the kiss. "Thank you, babe." I said, grabbing another present. "Of course, Y/N," He replied, placing his hand on my thigh. After I opened all my presents, Baron started in on his. After he opened his presents, he looked over at me and kissed me hard. "Thank you so much. I love these presents, especially this ring with mine and yours names on it with the date that we got together." Baron said excitedly. I laughed before standing up. "Where you going he asked, quite confused. I turned around and faced him before saying, "You have one more present." I said, smirking. "Oooh, what is it?" He asked curiously. I moved him toward the couch and pushed him back onto it. I quickly took my pants and my shirt off and got on Baron's leg. I slowly started grinding on him, causing him to moan. "I'm gonna ride you, Daddy." I said, leaning in and kissing him and causing him to moan again.

I eventually pulled away from the kiss and grabbed at his shirt. He quickly got the hint and took off his shirt. "Let me take off your pants," I said, smirking once again. "Fuck yes!" He replied causing me to get up and get on my knees. He raised his hips up off the couch, letting me know that he was ready, so I grabbed the waistband of his pants and slowly slid them down his thighs. "Get on top of me Y/N" Baron said, and with that, I hovered over him and slowly slid down on his dick. I bite my lip trying to hold back a moan. Once I adjusted to his size, I slowly started bouncing up and down on him, causing me and him to both moan uncontrollably.

"Fuck Baron that feels so good" I said through the moans causing him to smirk then all of a sudden he lifted his hips making him pump into me hard and fast. All of this caused me to throw my head back and grab onto his shoulders as he fucked me harder than he has ever fucked me before. "I'm gonna cum!" I screamed. "Do it, Babe," Baron replied, and as soon as he said that, I reached my climax and collapsed on top of him. "H- Holy fuck that was amazing." I said through shaky breaths, looking up at him. Baron leaned in and placed a kiss on my forehead. "That was the best Christmas present ever!" He said against my forehead, and with that, he wrapped his arms around me and cuddled with me until it was time to get up and make dinner.

#baron corbin #end of days #wwe #bear bear #wolf daddy #wolfie #thomas pestock #baron corbin x reader #baron corbin smut #baron corbin imagine #he will be the death of me

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Get Some: Bigby Wolf x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

Chapter 1

Contains: Collars, choking, bottom Bigby >:), dirty talk

Heya! I decided to recycle this and the other Bigby ones to be their own thing from my (once again) failed kinktober. I planned to make them one continuous story and I never finished :) I did it as well to a few others, too, so be on the lookout!

You felt his intense gaze drilling holes into your soul. Dual amber irises seemed to glow faintly in the dimly lit room. The sun had set hours ago, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner of your bedroom. His bushy eyebrows were arched, there was a fire lit in his eyes, a stray lock of chocolate hair fell into his face.

He wasn’t quite a fan of the little toy you brought into the bedroom.

It was a little heavy in your hand, your fingers wrapped loosely around the cool leather. Metal pieces clinked together softly as it swayed with your movements. The tag gave off a little shine on the wall behind him from the light of your floor lamp behind you.

He sat before you, leaned back onto his elbows, his “clean” work shirt had the top few buttons undone to reveal the thick hairs that lay muttered across his broad and muscular chest. He was still panting, his big hands had loosened their grip on your sheets. His belt had been unbuckled and undone, the fly to his dress pants had been unzipped a bit and the button was open.

His eyes darted to the item in your hand at your side then back to your eyes, really trying to judge how serious you were with this before looking right back at the item in question.

In your hand laid a collar you had bought just a little while ago from a website Bigby did not care enough to know the name from. The collar was made of black and shiny leather with a gold-plated buckle in the back. Around the collar were spikes like the stereotypical collar for a big brute dog with a gold name tag that had gone unscripted. It was big, too big for your neck but seemingly a perfect size for his.

“You can’t be serious, (Y/n),” his gravely voice cut through the air as he looked back up at your face.

You looked ravishing. Your hair was a bit of a mess, your makeup was dewey from sweat and your lipstick had smudged from how he kissed you. The red pout was probably on his face, but at this moment he didn’t care. He cared about the tingling sensation coming from his dick and the worry that was bubbling as he knew how this was going to go.

“I’m not gonna leash you up and tie you to the bedframe if that’s what you’re thinking of,” you smirked as you swung the collar around on your finger. “I just think it would look good on you.”

It was your turn for his eyes to bore into his, cutting through his, singing siren songs to fog his brain. He swallowed thickly, his adam’s apple bobbing as he looked back down at the collar. A very faint flame rose to his cheeks.

Blood roared in his ears, he could hear your heart beating, the feeling of his dick trapped in his pants: It was all a little too much.

Bigby swallowed.

“Let me do it,” Bigby grumbled, turning his gaze from you to look somewhere obsolete.

He put his hand out, palm open, waiting to accept the dog collar from you. When you put it into his waiting palm, Bigby’s suspicion was confirmed; It was heavy and cool to the touch, the gold plates even colder.

Bigby unlooped the buckle and carefully slid the collar around his thick neck, the columns of his throat pressed against the leather as he buckled it behind his neck. It was snug around his neck, barely cutting off his air supply. It was a little uncomfortable when he swallowed but he loved the cool feeling of the smooth leather on his warm body. The brief thought that there are collars a lot smaller than this one crossed his mind. How do people wear these all day? He couldn’t help but wonder.

You came closer to the bed, propping a knee up between his open legs, you slowly bent down just a bit until you could feel the heat radiating off of his body. You reached up and jingled the little dog tag at the front of the collar, smirking at the damn neckwear and how you got him to wear it so easily.

You really do have the big bad wolf wrapped around your finger, the other fables weren’t lying.

You bent down closer, propping your other knee up, you straddled Bigby by the waist and lowered yourself onto him, making sure to brush up against his growing arousal. Bigby hissed a bit, panting softly as you closed in. Your breasts pressed against his chest, and you wrapped your knees around his waist to trap him to the bed.

You pressed your lips to his, noses brushing against each other. Your hands came up to grab at his opened shirt, fingers wrinkling the cigarette-stained shirt as Bigby grabbed on tight to the sheets with one hand as the other grabbed onto your waist to keep you steady. Your fingers worked their ways down the open seam of his shirt, making sure to trace the definition of his muscles as you went. Starting from the top of his collarbones, down his built pecs until you reach the top of his abs where the buttons remained still intact together. Skilled fingers weaved the buttons out of their places one at a time as you pressed your face against his. The prickle of his stubble scratched at your face, sending little sparks down your nerves and into your spine. You whimpered, biting into his bottom lip for more as you weaved out another button. You kept a thumb rolling down his abdomen with each button you undid until you reached his loosened waistband.

Your hands ran back up his chiseled front to his broad shoulders that would shame most of the men in Fabletown. You helped glide off his wrinkled work shirt to pool on the bed underneath Bigby, drawing the stiff material down his sculpted biceps and forearms. You drooled at the thoughts of what Bigby could do with his sheer strength alone.

You broke the kiss quickly, aiming your lips down and planting your mark on his throat right below where the collar sat, pressing kisses to his heated skin, trailing them down from his throat to his chest down to his abs where you stopped just at the waistband of his boxers just barely peeking over the hem of his work pants now starting to look woefully tight from his tenting erection.

When you stopped kissing, Bigby went to say something, moving his head slightly forward when you cut him off. You grabbed at the back of his collar at the gold-plated buckle and yanked him back a bit, causing the poor lovestruck sheriff to gasp and choke slightly as he craned his head back.

You carefully sat back up in his lap, looking down at Bigby who was looking back at you with wide eyes. You weren’t normally this dominant with him, it was all obviously a shock to him.

“Why don’t you be a good boy and let me handle this, hmm sheriff?” you cooed as you looked down at him like he was something to play with.

Not knowing what to say, Bigby took the silent route and sat back on his elbows again, opting to watch what you were doing. His throat burned from you yanking him back like that, the burn felt amazing though, like a shock that had got right through him in all of the right ways.

You got off of him, standing at the edge of the bed where you started to undress the rest of him. You pulled off his loosened belt and dropped it to the floor. You snaked your fingers in the belt loops of his pants and carefully dragged them down his slender legs, leaving him in just his normal black boxers now tenting with a full-blown erection. 

Bigby grit his teeth when you palmed at his erection through his boxers, squeezing his cock through the black material. You stopped after a second, your fingertips dipping into the tight waistband of his boxers before pinching and started to peel them down. Bigby couldn’t help the low and soft moan that escaped his parted lips when his cock was freed from its confines, his hard dick springing upwards as you kept dragging his boxers down. He even lifted his ass up for you without even needing to be asked, he wanted whatever you were about to dish out so badly.

You tossed the boxers to the floor behind you, eyes on his cock standing up in the air.

“You’re so excited for me, huh, sheriff?” you teased.

“(Y/n), please,” he whispered.

“And you’re such a needy one too, huh?” Your fingers gently wrapped around his cock, eyeing it in your hand. The tip was swollen and a pearl of precum was sitting so pretty on the head before you looked back at the poor man lying on your bed. “Be a good boy and I’ll give you a treat, yeah?”

A growl came from Bigby’s delicious naked chest, his puppy brown eyes prickled with gold.

You knew exactly what to say to push his buttons in the right way.

‘Good boy.’

Normally when others make dog jokes it digs into his skin and gets on his nerves. But when you do it, it kind of turns him on. You had done something similar to this, teasing him, calling him a good boy and a good dog, and he nearly lost control of himself. He had turned and fucked you into the mattress at his apartment.

Safe to say that sex now mainly happens at yours now since your neighbors aren’t really home at night.

You bent down and ran your tongue over the head of his cock, licking up the bead of precum that had started to roll down onto his shaft.

Bigby exhaled quickly, his head rolling back a bit, the collar’s tag jingled as he did so. The feeling of your lips around his cock felt amazing for the brief moment that they stayed before you pulled away, a trail of saliva sticking to your bottom lip.

Bigby hissed as his dick was exposed back into the air of your bedroom, his head craning up to look at you, eyebrows pinched together slightly.

You had placed a knee on top of the bed once more and leaned in, taking the dick in your hand and you slowly pumped it with your hand, squeezing around the head just enough to make him hiss.

You leaned in and brushed your lips against his before Bigby closed the space between you two. The prickle of his stubble on your skin was electric. He wanted to grab onto your clothing and rip it off your body, to have his sweet way with you.

But he heard it before he felt it, the clinking of the golden buckle behind his head.

You had hooked a finger in the buckle and yanked him back again, causing the sheriff to choke and gasp as he laid flat on his back. The sudden cut off of air left his head spinning and blood roaring in his ears.

Bigby moaned and gasped when he felt your lips on his dick again. His large hands grabbed at the sweaty sheets and bunched them in his grip, his core feeling molten hot. He dug the back of his head into the mattress, eyes screwing shut and grit his teeth when your tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

He wanted to fuck your mouth. Knot his fingers in your hair and cum down your throat so badly.

He groaned loudly when you took him further, nearly swallowing him up to the root. The feeling of your tight mouth around his thick cock had him seeing stars.

You started slow, you always did, for both of your sakes. You only started to move faster when Bigby placed one hand on top of your head and carded his fingers into your hair, guiding you along his shaft, helping you ramp up the pace.

He opened his eyes in the midst of the bliss he was feeling to look at you, already looking right back at him. He loved the way you looked him, behind those eyelashes, his cock in your mouth, it was a perfect sight.

You felt his cock twitch in your mouth and you smirked.

Bigby cursed, his grip on the sheets grew tighter. The hand on your head clenched, grabbing at your hair and causing you to moan on his cock. You felt his nails dig at your scalp a little bit, the familiar feeling of claws scratched lightly at your scalp. Bigby’s grip grew tighter as he started to jerk his hips, his breathing had turned into panting as his cock twitched once more in your mouth.

He was close.

Bigby felt his claws sink into your sheets as he pulled, wincing, he grit his sharp teeth and moaned out your name.

He came apart in your mouth, the salty taste of his cum hit the back of your throat as his cock went semi-soft in your mouth. You swirled your tongue over the head of his dick, milking his cock until he ran dry.

He felt like he couldn’t breathe, his chest was wound up so tight, his heart was racing and his blood was roaring. He sat back up on his elbows once more when you finally released his cock from your mouth, looking back at you now that you had stood up fully. His hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead and his face felt flushed and hot.

You had started to strip before him. You really didn’t have much clothing on when he came home after a long day of getting chewed out by other fables for him just trying to do his job. You were wearing a black silken robe with lace trimmings. The matching silken strap tied around your waist kept whatever lingerie piece you were wearing hidden. Whatever it was, you wore garters with it, black silk and lace to match your robe, the ribbons that hung down that were clamping onto black cotton thigh-highs had crescent moons as clips. Bigby was practically drooling like a dog at the curves of your body, swallowing thickly as you fumbled with the tight knot you had tied in the front of your robe until the strap had fallen loose to your sides. Bigby’s eyes widened a bit at your lingerie.

A bra and panty set, both were black and made of sheer lace that really didn’t hide much. The bras had a deep plunge and the panties sat high on the curve of your hips, really not hiding much of your ass when you turned and dropped the robe to the floor.

Bigby could appreciate a good lingerie set, especially on someone as attractive as you, he wasn’t a complete dog.

“Sit up,” you glanced at him out of the corner of your eye.

He did as you commanded, sitting up fully and scooting to the edge of your bed, his cock prickling with life against as it started to hang at full mast. He didn’t know why, but he felt a little shy sitting like this in front of you.

You unclasped the crescent moon garters, slipping them off of your legs you also grabbed at your panties. You hooked your fingers around the waistband and slowly pulled them down just enough until gravity did the work for you.

You stepped forward and kicked your panties to join the mess of clothes already on the floor before climbing into his lap. Bigby’s large hands grabbed at the backs of your thighs to steady you, his claws sinking into your skin so deliciously, the little prickles of where his laws just barely don’t break your skin sent sparks up your spine. His eyes were hungry, golden and begging.

You sank yourself down onto Bigby’s dick, one of your hands coming down to help align for the awkward positioning. You both gasped when the swollen head of his cock pierced through you, Bigby’s grip on you allowed you to slowly sink into him. You clung to his shoulders, your nails biting into his broad flesh. You felt so full, you felt euphoric from just the stretch alone.

You slowly started to move, raising yourself and lowering yourself just a bit at first before you both started to ramp up the pace.

You both were grunting, chest to chest as you bounced on Bigby’s cock in his lap, sweat glistened on both of your bodies. You carded a hair into the back of Bigby’s thick chocolate locks and drew him in, your lips danced in a fiery passion.

Bigby felt your fingers grasp at the collar again before he felt his airways constrict again, cutting off oxygen and making his entire body wracked with pleasure. He sank his claws into the meat of your thighs as he snarled at you, eyes glowed and teeth sharp. There was excitement in your eyes, it was like getting a rise like this out of him sent thrills down your spine.

You cried out, your head thrown back as you moaned loudly when you felt his dick twitch inside of you, when you felt the head of his thick cock brush up against that special part inside of you.

You both came together, you fell loose in Bigby’s arms with your finger still hooked in the buckle of the collar until you had decided he had enough.

You both had parted from one another, you had laid down on the bed while Bigby took a little while to relax back on his arms as he was still trying to catch his breath.

The dog collar started to feel heavy on his throat. He quickly sat up and reached behind his head and fumbled with the collar, managing to unhook the gold buckle and free his poor throat from its binding. He tossed the damned dog collar to the floor to join the rest of the discarded clothing before sitting back in the bed with you still on your back still trying to catch your breath.

“Did you like it?”

He didn’t even have to pay attention or even look in your general direction to know that you had a shit-eating grin on your face. He didn’t want to admit it, but in the dim lighting of your bedroom, his cheeks held a soft warmth and flush.

He finally moved to lay down after a minute.

“You’re getting it next time.”

#the wolf among us #twau #bigby wolf x reader #bigby x reader #bigby wolf

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22 “I thought you were going home for Christmas.” - “Well, I couldn’t leave you all alone.” with laia aleixandri

A/N: Day eighteen of the Christmas advent calendar. 

There are many jokes about the British weather and how it can change in the blink of an eye. You had persuaded Laia to stay in Manchester a few days more than her fellow Spaniards because you wanted a few days just the two of you.

Laia went back to Spain on the 23rd or that’s what you thought. When you received a text message saying that she had landed safe and sound you didn’t think anything more of it.

Before leaving you asked her if you could look after Luke whilst she was away then when you fly out to join her in Spain you will book him into the kennels that the other girls use.

When Christmas morning came you posted a photo on Instagram of you in your childhood bed with Luke licking you making sure to tag Laia in it. Your phone goes off almost straight after and you pick it up without looking who the caller is.

“Laia” you ask as you play with the dog.

“Close but it’s Leila. Why do you have Luke?”

“Because his mum is in Spain” you say even though you are stating the obvious.

“No she’s not. Laia’s flight got cancelled due to the weather and she hasn’t been able to get another one. She is in Manchester”

“What!” You sit up suddenly “why didn’t she tell me? Actually I know why. I have to go” with no further explanation you end the phone call.

Laia couldn’t believe that she was spending Christmas alone. She almost called to tell you, to ask if you would bring her Luke but ultimately she chose against it. She didn’t want to ruin your Christmas just because Mother Nature ruined hers.

Her parents called her in the morning to wish her a Merry Christmas and to make sure that she was ok. She of course said she was even if it couldn’t have been further from the truth.

The apartment she shared with Leila and Lucia couldn’t have felt less like home. Laia began looking at the photo frames that lined the shelves, stopping at one you bought her. It was a photo from your first date which was a walk down the canal stopping by a little cafe under one of the bridges. You told her it was your secret spot, a place where you went when things got a little overwhelming. You told her that she could use it as her spot but no one else could know about it. It is only when she sees a tear on the glass of the frame that she realises she is crying.

As she makes her way to the kitchen she looks at Luke’s corner. All his dog toys were in his basket, something that would never happen if he were here. Technically the dog belong to all three of the Spaniards but she took the role of mum while Leila and Lucia were the fun aunties. She is thinking about the dog so much she could of sworn she heard his bark but that couldn’t be, he was with you and your family in Oxford. Then she is hears it again only it is louder and it sounds like it is coming from outside the apartment door. Laia opens the door and what do you know, there siting at the doorway is her brown fluff ball.

“Feliz navidad Mi amor” you turn from where you are leaning against the wall.

The look of surprise and happiness on your girlfriend’s face made the 3 hour car journey in the snow worth it.

“What are you doing here?” Laia all but jumps in your arms.

“Leila told me your flight got cancelled”

Laia then guides you into the apartment. A small giggle escapes her lips when she sees Luke already emptying his toy basket. She pulls you towards the sofa.

“I thought you were going home for Christmas.” Laia says still a little in shock at the fact that you’re here.

When you hold your arms out she happily settles into your embrace.

“Well, I couldn’t leave you all alone.”

“But what about your family?” Laia knew how much spending Christmas with your family meant to you. Over the past couple of weeks you had told her all the stories about christmases at the Y/L/N household.

It was true. You loved christmas and having some quality time with your family but the thought of Laia being alone, on a day which used to bring her so much happiness, just didn’t sit well with you. You knew that if you were to have stayed at home you wouldn’t have been able to stop thinking about her. In the end choosing to be with her was the easiest decision you have ever made.

“You’re forgetting one thing. It wasn’t just me who was in Oxford. See I might have been with my family but Luke wasn’t”

Upon hearing his name the dog made a bee line for the two of you. Jumping all over you in excitement, not having a care at all for your personal space.

“At this point he is your family too” Laia says.

“And you are mine. We might have only been together a few months but there’s no one else I would rather spend Christmas with” you gently kiss her before settling on the sofa together.

#christmas ficlet #woso x reader #Laia Aleixandri x reader #mcwfc x reader #espwnt x reader #atletico madrid femenino x reader

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Kinktober Day 1 - Collars: Bigby Wolf x Fem!Reader

Hello I'm back my fellow Bigby sluts :)

Please enjoy Slutober with me

You felt his intense gaze drilling holes into your soul. Dual amber irises seemed to glow faintly in the dimly lit room. The sun had set hours ago, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner of your bedroom. His bushy eyebrows were arched, there was a fire lit in his eyes, a stray lock of chocolate hair fell into his face.

He wasn’t quite a fan of the little toy you brought into the bedroom.

It was a little heavy in your hand, your fingers wrapped loosely around the cool leather. Metal pieces clinked together softly as it swayed with your movements. The tag gave off a little shine on the wall behind him from the light of your floor lamp behind you.

He sat before you, leaned back onto his elbows, his “clean” work shirt had the top few buttons undone to reveal the thick hairs that lay muttered across his broad and muscular chest. He was still panting, his big hands had loosened their grip on your sheets. His belt had been unbuckled and undone, the fly to his dress pants had been unzipped a bit and the button was open.

His eyes darted to the item in your hand at your side then back to your eyes, really trying to judge how serious you were with this before looking right back at the item in question.

In your hand laid a collar you had bought just a little while ago from a website Bigby did not care enough to know the name from. The collar was made of black and shiny leather with a gold-plated buckle in the back. Around the collar were spikes like the stereotypical collar for a big brute dog with a gold name tag that had gone unscripted. It was big, too big for your neck but seemingly a perfect size for his.

“You can’t be serious, (Y/n),” his gravely voice cut through the air as he looked back up at your face.

You looked ravishing. Your hair was a bit of a mess, your makeup was dewey from sweat and your lipstick had smudged from how he kissed you. The red pout was probably on his face, but at this moment he didn’t care. He cared about the tingling sensation coming from his dick and the worry that was bubbling as he knew how this was going to go.

“I’m not gonna leash you up and tie you to the bedframe if that’s what you’re thinking of,” you smirked as you swung the collar around on your finger. “I just think it would look good on you.”

It was your turn for his eyes to bore into his, cutting through his, singing siren songs to fog his brain. He swallowed thickly, his adam’s apple bobbing as he looked back down at the collar. A very faint flame rose to his cheeks.

Blood roared in his ears, he could hear your heart beating, the feeling of his dick trapped in his pants: It was all a little too much.

Bigby swallowed.

“Let me do it,” Bigby grumbled, turning his gaze from you to look somewhere obsolete.

He put his hand out, palm open, waiting to accept the dog collar from you. When you put it into his waiting palm, Bigby’s suspicion was confirmed; It was heavy and cool to the touch, the gold plates even colder.

Bigby unlooped the buckle and carefully slid the collar around his thick neck, the columns of his throat pressed against the leather as he buckled it behind his neck. It was snug around his neck, barely cutting off his air supply. It was a little uncomfortable when he swallowed but he loved the cool feeling of the smooth leather on his warm body. The brief thought that there are collars a lot smaller than this one crossed his mind. How do people wear these all day? He couldn’t help but wonder.

You came closer to the bed, propping a knee up between his open legs, you slowly bent down just a bit until you could feel the heat radiating off of his body. You reached up and jingled the little dog tag at the front of the collar, smirking at the damn neckwear and how you got him to wear it so easily.

You really do have the big bad wolf wrapped around your finger, the other fables weren’t lying.

You bent down closer, propping your other knee up, you straddled Bigby by the waist and lowered yourself onto him, making sure to brush up against his growing arousal. Bigby hissed a bit, panting softly as you closed in. Your breasts pressed against his chest, and you wrapped your knees around his waist to trap him to the bed.

You pressed your lips to his, noses brushing against each other. Your hands came up to grab at his opened shirt, fingers wrinkling the cigarette-stained shirt as Bigby grabbed on tight to the sheets with one hand as the other grabbed onto your waist to keep you steady. Your fingers worked their ways down the open seam of his shirt, making sure to trace the definition of his muscles as you went. Starting from the top of his collarbones, down his built pecs until you reach the top of his abs where the buttons remained still intact together. Skilled fingers weaved the buttons out of their places one at a time as you pressed your face against his. The prickle of his stubble scratched at your face, sending little sparks down your nerves and into your spine. You whimpered, biting into his bottom lip for more as you weaved out another button. You kept a thumb rolling down his abdomen with each button you undid until you reached his loosened waistband.

Your hands ran back up his chiseled front to his broad shoulders that would shame most of the men in Fabletown. You helped glide off his wrinkled work shirt to pool on the bed underneath Bigby, drawing the stiff material down his sculpted biceps and forearms. You drooled at the thoughts of what Bigby could do with his sheer strength alone.

You broke the kiss quickly, aiming your lips down and planting your mark on his throat right below where the collar sat, pressing kisses to his heated skin, trailing them down from his throat to his chest down to his abs where you stopped just at the waistband of his boxers just barely peeking over the hem of his work pants now starting to look woefully tight from his tenting erection.

When you stopped kissing, Bigby went to say something, moving his head slightly forward when you cut him off. You grabbed at the back of his collar at the gold-plated buckle and yanked him back a bit, causing the poor lovestruck sheriff to gasp and choke slightly as he craned his head back.

You carefully sat back up in his lap, looking down at Bigby who was looking back at you with wide eyes. You weren’t normally this dominant with him, it was all obviously a shock to him.

“Why don’t you be a good boy and let me handle this, hmm sheriff?” you cooed as you looked down at him like he was something to play with.

Not knowing what to say, Bigby took the silent route and sat back on his elbows again, opting to watch what you were doing. His throat burned from you yanking him back like that, the burn felt amazing though, like a shock that had got right through him in all of the right ways.

You got off of him, standing at the edge of the bed where you started to undress the rest of him. You pulled off his loosened belt and dropped it to the floor. You snaked your fingers in the belt loops of his pants and carefully dragged them down his slender legs, leaving him in just his normal black boxers now tenting with a full-blown erection. 

Bigby grit his teeth when you palmed at his erection through his boxers, squeezing his cock through the black material. You stopped after a second, your fingertips dipping into the tight waistband of his boxers before pinching and started to peel them down. Bigby couldn’t help the low and soft moan that escaped his parted lips when his cock was freed from its confines, his hard dick springing upwards as you kept dragging his boxers down. He even lifted his ass up for you without even needing to be asked, he wanted whatever you were about to dish out so badly.

You tossed the boxers to the floor behind you, eyes on his cock standing up in the air.

“You’re so excited for me, huh, sheriff?” you teased.

“(Y/n), please,” he whispered.

“And you’re such a needy one too, huh?” Your fingers gently wrapped around his cock, eyeing it in your hand. The tip was swollen and a pearl of precum was sitting so pretty on the head before you looked back at the poor man lying on your bed. “Be a good boy and I’ll give you a treat, yeah?”

A growl came from Bigby’s delicious naked chest, his puppy brown eyes prickled with gold.

You knew exactly what to say to push his buttons in the right way.

‘Good boy.’

Normally when others make dog jokes it digs into his skin and gets on his nerves. But when you do it, it kind of turns him on. You had done something similar to this, teasing him, calling him a good boy and a good dog, and he nearly lost control of himself. He had turned and fucked you into the mattress at his apartment.

Safe to say that sex now mainly happens at yours now since your neighbors aren’t really home at night.

You bent down and ran your tongue over the head of his cock, licking up the bead of precum that had started to roll down onto his shaft.

Bigby exhaled quickly, his head rolling back a bit, the collar’s tag jingled as he did so. The feeling of your lips around his cock felt amazing for the brief moment that they stayed before you pulled away, a trail of saliva sticking to your bottom lip.

Bigby hissed as his dick was exposed back into the air of your bedroom, his head craning up to look at you, eyebrows pinched together slightly.

You had placed a knee on top of the bed once more and leaned in, taking the dick in your hand and you slowly pumped it with your hand, squeezing around the head just enough to make him hiss.

You leaned in and brushed your lips against his before Bigby closed the space between you two. The prickle of his stubble on your skin was electric. He wanted to grab onto your clothing and rip it off your body, to have his sweet way with you.

But he heard it before he felt it, the clinking of the golden buckle behind his head.

You had hooked a finger in the buckle and yanked him back again, causing the sheriff to choke and gasp as he laid flat on his back. The sudden cut off of air left his head spinning and blood roaring in his ears.

Bigby moaned and gasped when he felt your lips on his dick again. His large hands grabbed at the sweaty sheets and bunched them in his grip, his core feeling molten hot. He dug the back of his head into the mattress, eyes screwing shut and grit his teeth when your tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

He wanted to fuck your mouth. Knot his fingers in your hair and cum down your throat so badly.

He groaned loudly when you took him further, nearly swallowing him up to the root. The feeling of your tight mouth around his thick cock had him seeing stars.

You started slow, you always did, for both of your sakes. You only started to move faster when Bigby placed one hand on top of your head and carded his fingers into your hair, guiding you along his shaft, helping you ramp up the pace.

He opened his eyes in the midst of the bliss he was feeling to look at you, already looking right back at him. He loved the way you looked him, behind those eyelashes, his cock in your mouth, it was a perfect sight.

You felt his cock twitch in your mouth and you smirked.

Bigby cursed, his grip on the sheets grew tighter. The hand on your head clenched, grabbing at your hair and causing you to moan on his cock. You felt his nails dig at your scalp a little bit, the familiar feeling of claws scratched lightly at your scalp. Bigby’s grip grew tighter as he started to jerk his hips, his breathing had turned into panting as his cock twitched once more in your mouth.

He was close.

Bigby felt his claws sink into your sheets as he pulled, wincing, he grit his sharp teeth and moaned out your name.

He came apart in your mouth, the salty taste of his cum hit the back of your throat as his cock went semi-soft in your mouth. You swirled your tongue over the head of his dick, milking his cock until he ran dry.

He felt like he couldn’t breathe, his chest was wound up so tight, his heart was racing and his blood was roaring. He sat back up on his elbows once more when you finally released his cock from your mouth, looking back at you now that you had stood up fully. His hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead and his face felt flushed and hot.

You had started to strip before him. You really didn’t have much clothing on when he came home after a long day of getting chewed out by other fables for him just trying to do his job. You were wearing a black silken robe with lace trimmings. The matching silken strap tied around your waist kept whatever lingerie piece you were wearing hidden. Whatever it was, you wore garters with it, black silk and lace to match your robe, the ribbons that hung down that were clamping onto black cotton thigh-highs had crescent moons as clips. Bigby was practically drooling like a dog at the curves of your body, swallowing thickly as you fumbled with the tight knot you had tied in the front of your robe until the strap had fallen loose to your sides. Bigby’s eyes widened a bit at your lingerie.

A bra and panty set, both were black and made of sheer lace that really didn’t hide much. The bras had a deep plunge and the panties sat high on the curve of your hips, really not hiding much of your ass when you turned and dropped the robe to the floor.

Bigby could appreciate a good lingerie set, especially on someone as attractive as you, he wasn’t a complete dog.

“Sit up,” you glanced at him out of the corner of your eye.

He did as you commanded, sitting up fully and scooting to the edge of your bed, his cock prickling with life against as it started to hang at full mast. He didn’t know why, but he felt a little shy sitting like this in front of you.

You unclasped the crescent moon garters, slipping them off of your legs you also grabbed at your panties. You hooked your fingers around the waistband and slowly pulled them down just enough until gravity did the work for you.

You stepped forward and kicked your panties to join the mess of clothes already on the floor before climbing into his lap. Bigby’s large hands grabbed at the backs of your thighs to steady you, his claws sinking into your skin so deliciously, the little prickles of where his laws just barely don’t break your skin sent sparks up your spine. His eyes were hungry, golden and begging.

You sank yourself down onto Bigby’s dick, one of your hands coming down to help align for the awkward positioning. You both gasped when the swollen head of his cock pierced through you, Bigby’s grip on you allowed you to slowly sink into him. You clung to his shoulders, your nails biting into his broad flesh. You felt so full, you felt euphoric from just the stretch alone.

You slowly started to move, raising yourself and lowering yourself just a bit at first before you both started to ramp up the pace.

You both were grunting, chest to chest as you bounced on Bigby’s cock in his lap, sweat glistened on both of your bodies. You carded a hair into the back of Bigby’s thick chocolate locks and drew him in, your lips danced in a fiery passion.

Bigby felt your fingers grasp at the collar again before he felt his airways constrict again, cutting off oxygen and making his entire body wracked with pleasure. He sank his claws into the meat of your thighs as he snarled at you, eyes glowed and teeth sharp. There was excitement in your eyes, it was like getting a rise like this out of him sent thrills down your spine.

You cried out, your head thrown back as you moaned loudly when you felt his dick twitch inside of you, when you felt the head of his thick cock brush up against that special part inside of you.

You both came together, you fell loose in Bigby’s arms with your finger still hooked in the buckle of the collar until you had decided he had enough.

You both had parted from one another, you had laid down on the bed while Bigby took a little while to relax back on his arms as he was still trying to catch his breath.

The dog collar started to feel heavy on his throat. He quickly sat up and reached behind his head and fumbled with the collar, managing to unhook the gold buckle and free his poor throat from its binding. He tossed the damned dog collar to the floor to join the rest of the discarded clothing before sitting back in the bed with you still on your back still trying to catch your breath.

“Did you like it?”

He didn’t even have to pay attention or even look in your general direction to know that you had a shit-eating grin on your face. He didn’t want to admit it, but in the dim lighting of your bedroom, his cheeks held a soft warmth and flush.

He finally moved to lay down after a minute.

“You’re getting it next time.”

#bigby imagine #bigby x reader #sheriff bigby #twau bigby #the wolf among us

[chrisbangsbf]

Chan/Felix

Mature | 755 words

Tags and Warnings: au, new vampire chan, domestic bfs, teething, dog toys, teasing about pet play

AO3 link

“I thought you hated those,” Felix teases, leaning against the door frame. He's grinning, hands in his pockets. The bastard. 

Right before he’d arrived home, Chris had been gnawing on a particularly squeaky toy, lounging on the couch. But as soon as he heard Felix's soft steps come down the hallway, he stuffed the toy between the couch cushions and pulled a throw blanket over him to try and mask some of the humiliation he felt. He'd greeted Felix with a smile– asked him about his day at work, offered to order him some dinner while he washed up. But as soon as he heard the bathroom door shut, he'd been right back to cautiously pinching the toy between his teeth to relieve the pressure in his gums.

He feels silly now, as he somehow managed to get distracted enough by the sensation that he didn't hear Felix approaching.

Although embarrassed, ears red and cheeks dusted pink, it helps relieve his nerves to see the absolute fondness spread across Felix’s face. 

Chris huffs and spits the toy out, holding it up to examine the array of teeth marks on it. “They actually help," he admits begrudgingly, sniffing at the toy and scrunching his nose. He should probably brush his teeth. Blood breath doesn't smell pleasant, even to him.

“Well, I'm glad they do," Felix walks over and runs his fingers back through Chris’ hair– it's dry and fried, but the conditioner he bought recently has been doing some serious work, "'cause it's actually pretty cute." Felix's fingers get stuck on a small knot, and Chris hums contentedly, leaning into the touch and letting his eyes flutter closed. Having Felix close to him is like a balm, soothing over his brain in such a comforting way.

“I do prefer the ones that don’t make noise, though." He gives the toy a squeeze. "These kinda make me feel like a dog.”

Felix grins and kisses the top of Chris’ head, scratching behind one of his ears. “You mean you don't wanna be my puppy? How sad."

Chris whines and cranes his head back, staring up into Felix's dark eyes. He still has makeup on, smudged from the day and still beautiful. "At least I'm not chewing on your fingers, right?" He pouts, tilting his head in a way that's certainly not doglike.

Felix can't help but to bend down and kiss him. Even has the audacity to chuckle into Chris' mouth. "Not like I'd complain if you were."

"I'll keep that in mind," Chris whispers, nipping at Felix's bottom lip with a soft chuckle. Felix swats him half heartedly as he pulls away.

He swings himself across the corner and picks something up in a little bag. "Speaking of, by the way–" Chris perks up, scooting over so Felix can join him on the couch. "–since you're basically teething–"

"–I'm not a toddler!"

"Since you're basically teething," Felix repeats, amusement in his voice as he places the bag on Chris' lap, "I figured something like this might work a little better."

Opening the bag, Chris' eyes go wide. It's another dog toy, but this one appears to be made out of... rope? Or something similar in material, at least.

"It's a fucking tug of war toy," Chris says, mildly exasperated but not at all upset. He's actually sort of ecstatic about it, especially now that he's really feeling how rough the texture is. He's almost starting to drool just thinking about how satisfying it'll feel against his itching gums.

"Bought it on the way home," Felix says, smiling happily. Always glad to be helpful, always trying to make Chris' life, or afterlife, better. "Try it," he encourages. And Chris certainly can't deny him.

Chris turns the toy in his hand and tentatively nips at the edge of it. His fangs poke into the material slightly, but at least this one can’t deflate (which is good, since he's popped at least three of the plastic ones in the past few weeks). After a few experimental chomps, he takes it between his cheek and teeth and chews, audibly moaning as the scratchy surface scrapes his gums. He can't even help it, it truly feels that good. A relief he hasn't had in days.

"I love it," Chris mumbles around the fabric, reaching out to pull Felix closer. Melting into his embrace.

Felix giggles, moving a hand up to scratch gently at Chris’ scalp again. He leans in close, lips brushing the shell of his ear, and whispers, “Good boy."

#chan x felix #chanlix #vampchan #vampire chan #stray kids #skz #skz drabble #stray kids drabble #chan #felix #chrisbangsbf #my fics

[elsecrytt]

Hey i read your posts on OM pet AU, and i just thought “what if reader give him a reward by introducing him to vibrators.”

Its a relationship where Lucifer trusts his owners so much already, so he knows they wont hurt him or do anything he doesnt want, they probably have safewords too, and all that stuff but theyre horny, ok. Theyre both absolutely horny. And Lucifer is a very obedient pet so may be the reader decided to reward them by giving/introducing Lucifer to vibrators/dildo. I imagine the reader is very busy and isnt always around so they give Luci the toy, so he can use it when his *ehem* lonely

(If the reader can have a cock that would be great, but if this is too weird for you or not your thing, just pretend it never happened and toss it to oblivion.)

Thank you so much

awh! reader with a dick isn't my go-to, but i'm happy to try out writing it! your consideration is very sweet, and you're very welcome <3

also i think you've sent in a request before but i was kinda burned out at that point and didn't get around to it ksdfhgkdhg. i'll try to make this very saucy nsfw for ur trouble <3

A warning tho (dark themes ahead!):

this a PET AU. it's not petplay, it's not consensual kink between two equal parties. lucifer is literally a pet. proceed with caution.

[tags: amab reader, implied handjobs/oral (reader receiving), implied penetration (lucifer recieving), casual dehumanization (i told you he is a PET)]

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you're starting to think your pet might need a toy.

you don't really care, of course. lucifer's a good pet, by any standard, and an even better fuck (and though you don't admit it, an excellent cuddler), well-behaved, never complaining.

he keeps your house clean, does your laundry and puts it away, quietly clears any messes or disorder as if he was born to do it.

it's impressive; he's pretty, and you bought him because he was pretty - you hadn't expected him to be useful, too.

but lucifer even reminds you of this or that - a hand on your shoulder, tugging you towards the shower a few hours before bed, a note or errand you'd meant to run that he'd picked up on and prodded you about.

he's a diligent creature, washing himself regularly, but also following you into the bathroom like a dog, trying to shower with you.

his wings fit surprisingly well in there, you have to admit. he folds them up so tightly they don't bump into anything, and the feathers are mostly waterproof.

he delights in washing your hair for you, your back, rubbing you down with soap and carefully rinsing everything away.

hands roaming shamelessly over your thighs, between your legs, up, up, up.

it's not like he doesn't care about getting you clean, but he can never seem to resist the urge to run his hands along your cock, see if he can coax you into hardness before you get annoyed and swat him away, convince you to play along with his schemes.

lucifer isn't shy. he'll grind his own cock against your thigh, toned chest pressing against your back, wings enveloping the shower enough to make it cramped.

when you step out of the shower he likes to dry you off with the towel himself, and fix your hair for you, too, running his fingers through it carefully, fussing over the style and how it falls near your face.

it's not what you got him for, but it's charming, you do have to admit. he coos so happily when he gets to touch you that you can't bring yourself to snap at him, even when it's annoying, strangely compelled to sit still until he's finished.

something tells you lucifer would dress you himself, too, if he had any idea how clothing worked at all.

supposedly he can cook - you don't allow him to use the stove but he will cut fruits (with his claws, which you accept only because you know how meticulously he washes his hands), make sandwiches, bring you water or snacks while you are relaxing at home.

he's so eager for contact, to cuddle, or warm your cock while you work or watch tv, if you'll let him - the perfect pet to keep at home.

but when you leave the house, he's all alone. lucifer doesn't whine, but his disappointment is apparent in his abject delight at your return - and it is always such a lovely face to be greeted with.

actually, it's better if he's lonely, if it means he makes that face when you come back, except...

lucifer has trouble when he's left all alone with nothing to do. you don't know what he'd been put to doing before, but he gets restless, impatient.

you notice in the feathers that are fallen to the floor when you come home.

in the fingers, long and somehow elegant, that roam over you restlessly, how he's always looking at you expectantly; waiting for something to do.

it's fair enough. he's a pet - he needs enrichment.

or... a dark part of your heart whispers with a manic glee -

he wants to be filled at all times. by you, your cock, your fingers - anything you'll give him. why not give him something to play with when you're not there?

so you go. you know demons can... take more than humans. you're not the first owner who wanted to play with their demon like this.

lucifer eyes it for a moment when you first present it to him - confused, no doubt, but you're generous with him, you're sweet to your pretty, exotic, most perfect of pets.

rimming his asshole with a probing finger, maybe two. he's eager when he thinks you'll fuck him, but too clever to think the toy is just for show, shifting awkwardly while keeping your fingers inside him and whining.

but you've lubed it up nicely, and you work the lube into him, stretch him out a bit, watch him bottle up his moans and lean into you eagerly, hands scrambling for your cock, ready and eager to line you up.

and then you drive it into him, watch his eyes widen, shock overwhelming him as he tenses and then relaxes into the new sensation.

lucifer's a good pet. and a sultry one, too, positively whorish for such a pretty, exotic creature. he takes to it like a fish to water.

so you leave him with it, something thick and heavy to keep himself filled with, instructions not to cum but to do anything else he wants before you get home.

when you leave him, he's twitching, face twisted tightly, eyes barely open but still following you up until you leave. he won't show how much it affects him, laying still, but you know the moment you close the door...

well. by the amount of precum dripping from him when you come back, the way his face is flushed and how he's definitely not in the same place you last found him -

how those little droplets are all cleaned up but you can smell him where he rutted himself in your bed, to the pillow you sleep on, how he must have fucked himself thinking of you -

you think lucifer likes the toy you got him, after all.

#obey me #lucifer #lucifer x reader #pet au #dark au buddies #dom!reader #sub!lucifer #lemon

[lonely-vault-boy]

Fatui Harbingers modern found family au, but it’s actually just them at Disneyland

The Tsaritsa and Pierro and Capitano like run an orphanage or something idk

The Tsaritsa

- That Mom ™️

- plans like weeks in advance

- “ok go have fun but meet me back at this time”

- buys Ajax a bunch of souvenirs and takes a lot of pictures

- “this is his first time at Disney, ok? I want him to have fond memories of it”

Pierro

- dragged into the schemes

- tries to spy on what the teenagers are up to but loses them

- has to sit with Signora while Scara goes on the roller coaster for the fifth time in a row (she got motion sick)

- stuck carrying everything

Capitano:

- cool dad

- wears the Mickey ears and a Disney t shirt (unlike Pierro)

- walks around with a beer and hot dog (while wearing bright pink mouse ears and flip flops)

- it’s like December

Pulcinella

- since Pierro is watching Signora and Scara, and Capitano is trying to help by going on rides, Pulcinella decides to stick with the Tsaritsa

- spoils the absolute shit outta Childe

- takes him on all the rides he can (since they’re both to short of some of them)

- the Tsaritsa leaves for a little bit to bail the boys out of trouble, and Pulcinella takes Childe to get his face painted and eat food

Ok now on to the kiddos!!

Dottore

- he’s like 17

- thinks he’s way too cool for this shit

- drags pantalone off with him to stir some chaos

- tries to prank the staff members

- won’t admit it, but is super interested in the mechanics of the rides and wants to learn how they work

- loves rollercoasters and tries to skip the lines

Pantalone

- like 16

- “actually the map says x ride will have the shortest wait time in 4 hrs, so I’ll make a note that we have to come back then”

- “the map says there are some good places to eat near here. We should check all of them out before we pick one. We only have so much money.”

- “ok so according to the map- wait where’s my map?! DOTTORE GIVE THAT BACK I NEED IT!!”

- doesn’t like thrill rides

- goes on them anyway bc he had to wait in line with Dottore, and he can’t justify the cost/reward ratio if he doesn’t go

Arlecchino

- probably like 17

- just wanted to have a romantic time with Columbina since she’s so into the fantasy areas

- was forced to babysit sandrone also

- they go to all the things she booked, but’s it’s slightly awkward

Columbina-

- also 17

- really into all the pretty decorations and stuff

- secretly loves thrill rides

- just wants to have a fun day with Arlecchino

Sandrone

- 14/15 idk

- not old enough to run around on her own according to the others

- tags along with Arlecchino and Columbina

- not happy abt it

- bought an ugly rat stuffed animal as a protest and brings it everywhere

- “ugh stop being so gushy, it’s gross”

- intentionally is difficult

- gets distracted and has to stop to look at all of the animatronics

- needs to use the bathroom like every 2 seconds

Signora

- 10 or so

- doesn’t like rides

- mostly just content to keep to herself

- drags Pierro into buying her a bunch of toys bc “Scara gets to go on all the rides he likes :(“

- it’s fully intentional

Scaramouche

- 8

- “we have to go on x ride now!!”

- “i don’t care what Signora wants to do, she’s boring and the Ferris wheel is boring. I don’t wanna go.”

- got a Lightning McQueen hat and refuses to take it off

- will sit on the ground and refuse to move until he gets his way

- either super excited gremlin or cranky lil kid, there is no in between

Childe

- lil baby Ajax my beloved

- he’s like 5

- no clue what’s happening, but he’s having a lot of fun

- completely decked out in Disney merch and has like 2 souvenir cups and a balloon

- very shy, very quiet, very much wants to go on the big roller coaster

- he is too short

- they go to a kiddy roller coaster

- he gets nervous and starts crying so they leave. And then he cries bc he missed out on the roller coaster

- they eventually do go on it and he has a lot of fun tho

#genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin hcs #genshin tsaritsa #genshin pierro #Capitano #Pulcinella #papanella #dadnella #all the nellas #genshin il dottore #dottore #pantalone #regrator #sandrone #Arlecchino #Columbina #damslette #Signora #scaramouche #Genshin wanderer #Childe #tartaglia

[therhythmafterthesummer]

Cute lil headcannon for the wereroomies series. In the most joking way, Minho’s girlfriend absolutely love teasing him. She loves the outcome later when he corrects her for it.

But with them being friends for so long, she knows how to craft a joke. She will bring home things like dog treats or toys for him as a joke, even bought him a bowl that suspiciously like a water bowl.

Except on the one year, she wants to pull a slightly bigger stunt. The full moon before their anniversary and he’s fully turned, she leans down to scratch him like normal. He’s all ears pinned back and eyes closed in content when he feels something click around his neck. She collars him, in front everyone. Murder glares to his other packmates who are huffing and a less than pleased look to his girlfriend. She promises it’s only for a few hours, he’ll be able to get it off when he shifts back.

Next part is about to get suggestive

The two girlfriends are lounging on the couch, flipping through their respective novels while music floated in the background. The other would start coming back relatively soon, so they finish off their chapters to start getting food hot again. Well Minho’s girlfriend was going to help until she feels warm fabric wrap around her neck followed by the click of plastic.

She turns up to see Minho, eyes golden and very much so naked standing above her twiddling with the little tag that now swung at her throat.

“Don’t worry darling,” he tugs on the collar to get her to stand up and face him. “It’s only for a few hours.”

GASP

this could happen. 100%

i have this concept in my head of the designations the human partners would have if they were werewolves. minho's gf would definitely have some alpha in her if she were a wolf, so the power play (the fun kind) between these two would be out of this world

just like this prompt you sent anon

i love it djkhfsjkdf

#ooohhh this is so inspiring #should i write something with this ? #love that you took the time to send me this anon #having HCs about my stories??? i'm all warm and fuzzy now #wereroomies ask #wereroomies headcanons #ask #anon