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beeeeandpuppycat · 2 months

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Readers in heat! And of course. the one person poor ol' them couldn't trust wants to help♡

Paring Valentino X bunny reader in heat

Warnings :

Valentino being the 2 sided bitch he is(of course)

Reader being lied to (cause she's favoured. Lucky you!)

Heavy smut cause its Valentino ?/ kinky type shit

Valentino (he's his own warning fr)

Not edited! Minors are responsible for what they choose to read.

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You were always quite the naive thing weren't you? Trusting a stranger with a gun cause it was the only choice you had left to get off the streets. And somehow. That struck the tinest dagger in vals heart. And he didn't want to scare you. You always trusted him when whenever some flirted with you. they would magically go missing. (Just a lil but possessive of his favourite bunny slut) how everyone else that worked for him always had bruises that he always said was from accidents. And yet you were treated like a delicate feather.

Being embarrassed for this situation. Of when your hair wasnup- your tits hard . And unbelievable need in your abdomen. Your small cotton tail twitching at any movement and tho you had big ol' Valentino to come help . Poor tears formed at your eyes as you were locked in your room. Your poor hips desperately rutting into the soft silk pillow you owned . Your bunny ears bouncing at each thrust of you trying to get even a hint of pleasure. D:

Soon Valentino was walking around trying to find his lovely bun bun 《3 only to be met with the familiar sound of his lil bunnies squeaking

Eyes widened at the fact your door was locked for the first time. Soon enough quickly opened with a little help of vox. A grin widening at the sad sight of you . While you looked up . Your lil bunny nose sniffling with your doe eyes tearing up with fat tears

"Oh dear.. my poor pathetic princess.. didn't think to tell daddy ,hm?"

Small whimpers escaped your lips at his sharp nails digging into your chin rather harshly . Your plush lips forced open when he slammed his own into yours. A hiss escaping his lips at your saliva being almost disgustingly sweet for hell . Seating you up on his lap as sharp nails ran through your fluffy hair. Landing individual kisses on your lips as a digit entered your slick folds. Honey covering his finger as you immediately starting to rut into it. Thrusting as quickly as your small body could manage. A tut coming out of vals lips watching his favourite cutie become a slut for his fingers . Your thighs trembling with the near sight of your orgasmn, only for his fingers to slyly move out leaving you feeling empty and cold :(

A small chuckle coming out of Valentino to see tears forming at your already wet face. Your fluffy ol' paws desperately trying to grasp on to him- sharp small nails came out as you tightly grasp on him tugging him forward as his swollen mushroom tip was quick to thrust into your abused cunt D: small whimpers and squeaks escaping swollen lips . Drooling at the feeling of your hips banging into his every second. Breast bouncing up and down at his sharp nails grasping and squeezing on them. Getting dazed at the pleasure . While he blowed out pink smoke from a cig. The pink fog coming out . Lazingly wrapping round your throat to tug you forward. Making no yelp of pain due to bring too dazed to even realise, being fucked dumb as his hips smashed up against your cunt. The bed bouncing so hard you swear to god it was gonna smash through the floor. The pink smoke barely opening your mouth for him to spit into . Which you happily swallowed. Your thighs starting to tremble at the endearing sight of meets end approaching. Eyes rolling back to your skull. Blurping out nothing but "DADDY" over and over again as your orgasmn crashed through, sticky honey covering vals cock as he loaded his cum into your womb crying out at the warm liquid making you feel so full and loved, immediately as he pulled out you fell back- valentink quickly catching you , pushing your head lovingly against his chest as he landed a small, kiss on your head, it's fine, he just got some dumb whores to come clean you up before placed back down on his grasp. You weren't gonna be alone for this..

Grrr, Should I write about alastor being in heat?

#valentino smut #bunny #bunny reader #hazbin hotel #smut #valentino #bunny in heat #hazbin hotel smut #Spotify

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boycvntbunny · 16 days

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can i infodump 2 you abt rain world's timeline while you use me as a cumdump. i need you to know the iterator lore while you pump me full, ok? no- no this is mandatory. unskippable cutscene.

#subby bunny #free use slvt #dom me #bd/sm kink #ftm sub #suggestive #ftm nsft #queer nsft #mlm nsft #trans nsft #hornyposting #sillyposting #subby thoughts #kinky bunny #bunnyboy #dumb bunny #bd/sm bunny #bunny in heat

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fleshlightgf · 1 year

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i’m in heat rn nd my bunny parts are sooo wet nd achyyyyy!!!

nd what’s worse is nothing is making it better!!😫🥺

#needy bunny #bunny in heat

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diejager · 9 months

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Hiii I wanted to know if you could do a ghost x hybrid!bunny reader?

Where she’s unaware she’s going through her heat cycle (her first) an she’s giving off a dandrufflike sex pollen, so she goes around the base trying to find him. The recuites are following her like dogs an eventually when he finds her (cause she got lost) he realizes that’s what’s going on and helps her out with her problems ☺️

And honestly if you could do anything with ghost x hybrid!bunny reader I would love love looove it 💗💗

Thank you so much for writing! 💗🐰

Bunny

Pairing : Simon “Ghost” Riley x Bunny Hybrid! Reader

Cw: non-con drugging (unintentional really), sex pollen, heat cycles, bunny hybrid reader, Wc: 1.4k

Fun Fact! Bunny was originally and still is a British term of endearment for girls and young women.

For someone who’d joined Price’s TF for months now, you still couldn’t find your way through these winding halls and sharp corners that made the British base. It was like a maze to your twitching nose and droopy ears, always sending you down the wrong hallway or turning the wrong corner simply because they looked identical, and there wasn’t a plan for the whole base. You’d know, you had asked Price for one after getting lost trying to find the Mess Hall and having the fortune of stumbling into Gaz after wandering the halls of your temporary base.

You, once more, got lost on your way to the gym, the last place you had to search to find Ghost. You had searched the armoury, jumping between soldiers (mostly recruits who’d been sent to your base to train. Most sergeants and higher-ranked soldiers were given their small batch to overwatch.) while looking for your lieutenant, ignoring the dark stares the recruits sent your way. Their pupils dilated and face flushed when you walked past them, bumped shoulders and talked to them.

While your search for Ghost in the armoury had been fruitless, the other - as equally flushed as the recruits when you spoke to them - sergeants and corporals about him, they advised you to look for the gym and training grounds, knowing the lieutenant would be there if he wasn’t in his room, his office or the armoury. With a grateful nod, you skipped down the corridor, having randomly chosen a path while completely lost. In your small, dazed mind, body heat skyrocketing, skin perspiring and cheeks flushed, you were oblivious to the longing stares people gave you when you walked past them and the number of recruits that had followed you.

They marched in synchronisation metres behind you, acting like a single-celled organism composed of many that followed its prey or another of their kind. Their hands were clammy, their skin heated to a burning red on their ears and cheeks, their hairline stuck to their skin, and their eyes were wide like lost puppies following a treat.

You lost your way, having to stop and catch someone for directions. Coincidentally, a fellow operator was heading towards the training area, having to meet a teammate for their next briefing. She led you down a familiar hall (was it? Every wall looked the same to you, every spot and crack looked the same on every wall, it had your head spinning in every direction. You were still confused as to why others easily found their way around the whole base.) and pointed out some rooms for you to use as checkpoints when you travelled these halls alone. You thanked her profusely when you found the wide doors to the area you were trying to reach, grasping her hand and giving her a sweet smile, ears flopping at your optimistic movement.

When you reached for the door, you peeked your head through the door, squeezing out when you saw how crowded it was. Ghost preferred solitude and quietness, such a busy and filled room would be a nightmare for a reserved man. He dreaded interacting with people unless he had to (or unless you were part of his loving Task Force 141). Your scent streamed into a wide area, urging heads to turn your way, glazed eyes landing on your head, nose twitching and ears framing your face. They fleeted the room when you left, head tilted towards your scent, ripe and sweet.

You turned to look for the gym, remembering that it was on the other wall, the words gym displayed in bold letters on the door’s sign. You smiled giddily, practically jumping towards it, knowing it was the last place you had to look at. You found him the second you pushed past the door, his broad back standing out around smaller figures around the room even if he seemed to curl into himself on his place on the bench. You went straight his way, the soles of your boots thumping on the slick, shiny floor. It gave you away to the lieutenant who’d heard you walk towards him.

“Ghost,” you smiled, stopping beside his turned body, his sinfully slim hips twisting his skin-tight shirt that stuck to his abdomen like a second skin. “I was searching for you, L.T.”

He muddled silently at you, dark chocolate eyes wandering over your body, over your plush thighs, your round hips, your small stomach, your pressed breast, your naked collar and your face. He flickered to the men that filed in after you, a group of hungry, happy trigger recruits after someone way higher than them. He reeled in the need to growl, watching the way their eyes craved you, fucking you in their mind in every position possible.

Then his eyes rolled back to you, seeing your flushed cheeks, dilated pupils and sweet grin. The scent that fell from your body was downright delirious, a sickeningly sweet musk that rolled off your body in waves of thin particles of your scent. The stare in your eyes was dazed, dream-like in the way that you gazed at him. It riled him, made him hungry and predatory.

”You’re in heat, bunny,” he greeted back, voice coming out deeper and raspier than he intended, the low vibration in his chest appearing by itself from his restrained hunger.

He couldn’t fault the recruits that followed you like lost, hungry pups. You were delicious in the haze of your heat (the first one you’ve ever had, he thought. You’d spoken to him once about never having felt the full brunt of heat, they were supposedly painful and made the hybrid needy from what he’d learned. That scared you.), your scent enveloping you in a cocoon of arousing odour, pheromones that attracted males of your kind of human males to satiate your needs.

He couldn't, doesn't mean he wouldn’t because he would. He was faulting them for staring at you so shamelessly, eyes hungering for you. He wasn’t a perfect man, he was far from it, he was the worst kind to be deemed a perfect model. He was imposing, dominating, possessive and deadly, he was a ghost, the dead that came back alive, having no name or face to call his own. Just like the recruits, he wanted you, to take you for himself in the privacy of his dark room. He wanted to bite into those, soft, fluffy ears of yours, always drooping around your face, but never restraining you in combat (you fared surprisingly well, nearly as merciless as him, in combat, tearing down men twice your size with a knife if needed. You were ruthless to your enemy or those that aimed to hurt your little TF.). He wanted to make you cry, to grab your round tail and yank on it until you begged him to stop. He wanted to bite into the scarless skin of your neck, a perfect place for his mark.

Bunnies liked marks, no? They loved affection and being taken care of, didn’t they? Although you were a hybrid - mostly human with some bunny genetics in your body - you still had some rabbit-like behaviours. He’d seen how you preferred veggies over meat, though you did eat meat on occasion to keep up with the growth of your muscles. He’d seen how you liked soft and smooth things, you had many blankets and personal items you were gifted or bought. He knew you liked jumping and scouting, a bunny's natural curiousity made it peek from beneath the tall grass at things that caught its attention.

He, however, hasn’t seen how you act in the throes of painful heat, would you submit to a needy, aroused bunny that would ask anything of him; or would you jump him and demand attention, using him as you like. He stopped himself from wandering down that dark path, or at least for now until he got both you and him to his room for privacy.

“C’mon bunny, let’s go,” he stood up, bag slung over his shoulder while his other hand rested on your lower back, the dip of your vertebrae and the start of your jerking tail.

He glared at the cowering recruits as he moved between them, they has separated to form a path for you and Ghost. Black-painted skin, dark eyes and a skull-drawn balaclava made them flee, tails tucked between their legs. He held you closer to him, your hip flush to his as he led you to his quarters. That would teach them who you belonged to (perhaps you would show them who he belonged to).

#cod mw2 #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cod mw2 x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley #simon x reader #mw2 ghost x reader #ghost cod #cod ghost x reader #ghost x reader #bunny hybrid reader #heat

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yxami · 11 months

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Aaaarg I haven’t been able to send anything cus life’s been so busyヽ(；▽；)ノ

BUT OMGGGG HARU IS SO ADORABLE!! I ADORE HIM ALREADY! Can we please get some nsfw headcanons or scenario for him? Whichever you’d like better!

-🌸 anon

I was thinking about writing some nsfw about him lmaoo 🤭

description: yandere bunny hybrid x fem reader, soft yandere, nsfw, nsfw cannons, smut, etc etc.

The two of you had made a deal as roommates, don’t be an ass if you’re bringing somebody over to your room. Agreeing on the same thing helped when either of you wanted to relieve some stress with someone.

Dates being brought over were no trouble, until Haru started having a problem with it. Now that he wasn’t avoiding you and only greeting you when he had to, he liked being around you. He liked solely being with you in the apartment.

He didn’t want anybody else coming over anymore. He just wanted your attention, and he didn’t want you focusing on anyone else!

Once he brought up this topic, you were bummed out that he wasn’t okay with it anymore. It actually made you curious on why he didn’t like it. Was it the fact he didn’t have someone anymore? Or maybe was he trying to go home and not hear your moans in the other room.

You didn’t ask any further, and just agreed. He was probably just uncomfortable with it now. And that was half right, he just didn’t like that you were with someone else instead of him.

He took it upon himself to ask to be your fuck buddy, to help you please yourself and you’d do the same to him. It was a win win situation, no feelings would happen and the two of you would just be having fun.

Obviously the feelings part was a lie, he had a big fat crush on you. He wanted you to love him and play with him, he was up all night just thinking about asking you it.

You thought it was a great idea! It was better than having to go on a date with someone, or having someone catch feelings right after one simple night stand. You shook his hand as a humorous way to agree and called it a deal.

This is how you encountered all of Haru’s dirty habits.

You learned that he was a greedy bunny in all parts of his life, maybe even more in bed. He was a pillow prince who demands to be the center of attention.

He would happily lay back, allowing you to pump his cock up and down with little kitten licks along his tip. He’d be a huge brat and tease but if you were threatening to finish the session right then and there he’d whine and play nice in order for you to continue.

He loved when he got a full view of you riding his cock so beautifully. He would observe your every face and make sure to thrust in which spots you loved best so he could make you happy.

If he was in heat he would bend you over any counter, bed, or surface that was available. He’d have a hard time not touching you when he was filled with such warmth through his body that begged for yours.

Haru would overstimulate himself as he begged you to take all of him, his energy was never ending and only seemed to stop after he came four or five times. His moans and whimpers only increased with your body slamming back onto him for the hundredth time. He would always make sure that his cock bottomed out inside you.

He would cry if you were deciding to go to work instead of helping him with his red throbbing cock. Once you got back, he’d jump at you, sobbing that you left him and to never do it again or he’s running away.

He would pull at your clothes and shamelessly hump your leg if you weren’t paying attention to him enough. To say he could become more of an attention whore was imposible.

Until Haru surprised you, knocking on the door and scratching at it if you went to the bathroom. His sniffles would be your warning before the waterworks happened.

You’d have to help him! He was just a poor little bunny boy who needed help with his heat, you’d help him out! Right?

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