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ctitan98official · 3 months

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Alcina is a motherly vampire bat (Batcina AU) part 1

Alcina as a cute (But huge) vampire bat with fuzzy fur... So warm T^T This is an age-regression/lactation fic with platonic love between Alcina and Y/N. If that's not your jam, no worries. But otherwise? Read on! Alcina is so motherly in this one and I can't get this idea out of my head. I also did some research on vampire bats and they're really cute, in my opinion (I love bats). I imagine that Alcina can also turn into her human form, she just chose to be a bat to keep the girls safe. Let's get into it!

You were tired. It had been a long trek up the mountain and it was freezing cold. The tattered clothes that clung to your frail body did little to help keep you warm. But you had to do this. If you conquered the beast that lived in this cave, you would receive a big reward from the village's council. Then, you would be able to regularly buy food and other essentials. It was hard growing up with no family in an unforgiving environment like the village. You just wanted to have some security for once. This was your chance.

As you get closer to the cave, you feel... Warmth emanating from it. You would be lying if you said it wasn't sort of comforting.

You finally peek your head inside the cavern. What you do not expect to see, however, is the most gorgeous creature you had ever laid your eyes on.

A beautiful (But intimidating) bat-like figure was sitting elegantly near the back of the cave. Soft and luxurious-looking black fur emphasized the being's feminine curves. You get lost in your thoughts as you watch the bat for a moment, but suddenly, golden eyes flash in your direction and alert you that the creature had seen you.

You quickly back away before you hear a husky chuckle. "Well, who is this adorable little human?" The bat asks. Her voice... It is so smooth. Like a siren's song, you are drawn to the lovely sound of it. "Come to keep me company, little mouse?" She teases.

Your face burns at the bat's words. You weren't expecting a creature, that had terrorized the village for decades, to be so charming. You anxiously grip your battered sword tightly and hold it in a defensive position. It's your only weapon, and yet, as you look at the predatory being in front of you... It feels pretty useless.

The bat laughs at your rigid stance and small show of bravado. It's very cute. What you don't realize, is that the bat has no intentions of hurting you. She... Feels rather protective of you, actually. She had seen you making your way up her mountain a few hours ago. You are such a helpless little human. If she was so inclined, you could have easily been her next meal. However, it makes her maternal instincts flare up to see how tiny, but determined you are.

Her own baby bats had already grown up. They had recently made their way out into the world to start their own families, and while they do visit often… The bat continues to feel this desperate need to nurture. You are, unknowingly, going to be the recipient of her love and attention. She has already decided. "Now, it's not very polite to stare, little one. Come inside and get out of the cold." She tuts.

You blanch at the admonishing tone the bat's voice holds. For some reason, you're beginning to feel... Safe around her. You also have an irrational desire to gain her favor so you quickly do as she asks. The immediate warmth that surrounds you is blissful. Your body lets out a strong shiver as you acclimate to the temperature of the cave.

"Mm, that's better, little mouse." The bat says as you come closer. "Isn't it much cozier in here with me?" She asks.

You are too shy to look her in the eyes, so you keep your head down and nod silently.

"Bat got your tongue, little one?" The creature giggles at your adorable shyness. "Will you tell me your name?" She asks.

You clear your throat as you put your sword down and fidget with your hands. "Y-Y/N." You say quietly.

The bat coos at the sound of your voice. So soft and unsure. "Well, hello, Y/N." She grins. She feels satisfied at seeing you trust her enough to have put down your weapon. She flies over to you, slowly so as not to scare you.

As the bat moves closer, you realize that the heat in the cave is radiating directly from her. It's so welcoming in your exhausted state.

The bat is now right in front of you and she opens her wings, encircling you in them, before holding you up against her fuzzy front.

You have never felt safer. She's so soft and her heartbeat is a steady and fitting soundtrack to the gentle ambience of her cave. You can't help but sniffle as tears run down your cheeks. It feels so good to snuggle with her. You'd never had a mother to hold you when you were scared, but you imagine it can't be much different than this feeling right here. Screw the village council... You just want her...

The bat hums sadly at your tears. She leans down and nuzzles her face into your hair, breathing in your scent. You're her baby now, and she will protect you no matter what. The bat whispers reassurances in your ear and you calm down at her voice. "That's my good baby." She praises. She carefully reaches down to grab your collar in her mouth before she flaps her wings and carries you to the back of the cave. She settles down with you wrapped tightly in her wings and breathes out a completely contented sigh. She needed this. And you needed her.

You had a mama finally.

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A few weeks go by and your mama has been taking excellent care of you. She only leaves you to hunt. She'll nestle you in soft blankets she's found during her previous travels before kissing you and flying off. She returns frequently to check on you, only hunting for a few minutes at a time to make sure you are safe.

One of the most shocking developments you have learned is that she can nurse you! In fact, it's your only source of food now (Unless your mama can find some fruits or vegetables for you, too). Not long after she claimed you as her baby, her body got the message and began to produce lots of milk for you. It's warm, sweet and it helps you fall asleep.

Your mama feels euphoric as you feed from her. She purrs gently as she holds you and calmly watches you eat. It means a lot to her because she thought she would never get a chance to do this again.

One thing that you're still getting used to is the way she cleans you. She gives you tongue baths... Constantly.

For your mama, it's a way for her to bond with you and to make sure that you smell like her. She loves it.

You don't really understand why she insists on it. The warm and wet trails her tongue leaves on your skin feel kind of weird and ticklish. You don't hate it, but if you're feeling cranky or overly exhausted, you just want to cuddle in her fluffy fur. No bath.

However, no matter what you prefer, your mama’s instincts take over and she can't help herself. She needs to bathe you for her own sake just as much as yours.

You've started to fuss occasionally if she wakes you up to do it, though. In fact, this morning you threw a bit of a tantrum when she began grooming you as you slept.

You feel the familiar softness of her tongue beginning to lap at your hair and face. Your eyes blearily open to find her happily licking you. Seeing your mama first thing in the morning makes you so excited, but…You aren't in the mood for a bath right now and squirm in discomfort as you begin to whimper grumpily.

Your mama hums sadly at your frustrated sounds. She chitters softly as she grooms you to try to calm you down, but you are not having it.

Your eyes well up with tears and you begin to bawl. You just want to go back to sleep and snuggle.

Your mama is shocked. "What's wrong, baby?" She asks and rubs her face against your hair.

"No bath now!" You wail.

Her eyes go wide in confusion. Her babies always loved when she groomed them... "You don't want mama to clean you?" She asks.

You shake your head, burying your face in her chest.

Your mama has never been in a situation like this, but then again, she's never had a human baby before. You have different needs than a little bat and clearly waking you up to groom you is not what you want. She will definitely bathe you later, but for right now, she holds you close and hums a little melody to get you to fall asleep once more.

You calm at the softness of her voice and begin to doze off.

Your mama smiles as she holds you. She's still learning your preferences, but she loves getting to know these different sides of you. It's exciting to have a new baby to take care of. She is so grateful to have you now. You make her feel loved.

But, it will be interesting to see how her other babies will react to you when they come for a visit...

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#re8 #re8 village #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu x y/n #lady dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x y/n #age regression #nonsexual age regression #re8 shitpost #breastfeeding #lactation #batcina au

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muffinsin · 3 months

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So I’ve been a lurker for a while now and I’ve finally worked up the courage to ask, do you think any of the sisters have a size kink? Whether with dick size or body size do you think any of them. Enjoy it. And if it’s dick size maybe their reaction to it being inside them the first time? Thank you in advance love your stuff!

Hello! :) my, I have some thoughts on this!👀 but in short: absolutely!

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Bela

She has an extreme size kink. Probably the biggest out of the three sisters, although this kink is mostly just applied in sexual situations

This size kink can be applied to her or her partner, depending who is taller

She thinks short people are adorable, and loves to tease with her height

Especially her hands. They’re generally by far larger than the average person’s hand

She loves resting her partner’s fingers against hers and see how adorably short they are compared to hers

In bed too, she loves to take sizes into account. She goes crazy whenever a “little”, “big”, “tiny”, “huge” is added in front of nicknames or words

Should she be taller, which she very often is, she loves calling her partner “little one”

She absolutely loves to have a smaller partner beneath her as she ravishes their- to her- small body

Her size kink is perhaps, however, even more apparent when it comes to a partner that is larger than her. Or at the very least makes her feel small

When she is submissive, a size kink is a very prominent one on her list of kinks

She enjoys being made to kneel should her partner be shorter and having to look up, or, in the rare case of a taller partner, being pushed up against the wall and forced to look up as they toy with her

Bela is a lot naughtier than she seems, given the right person

She thrives off being pushed down and teased, all the time

She is extremely into verbal use of her size kink, though

“Good little girl” “Look at you taking this big toy/cock inside your small pussy” “you like getting your tiny clit played with?”

She’s absolutely turned into a mess by those and more phrases, every time

As it comes to cock sizes, Bela has no preference

She’ll take any, and get off to all remarks about size

Whether she is cooed at for taking a large one deep inside of her, or teased for a getting of and begging for a small one, she’s all in for it

Cassandra

She has a little bit of a size kink, though leaning towards the short side for the most time

As a dominant, ideally;

She likes herself someone short to tease and fluster, someone she can manhandle and use as a ragdoll

She loves to tease about height, but it also turns her on quite a lot

With her strong and tall body, she loves leaning over her partner and making them feel even smaller

She’s eager to point out how tall she is by gripping her partner’s wrists with just one hand and play with them between their legs with the other

Should a person be taller, it gets her off to see her still easily dominate them

She absolutely gets off to larger hands on her though, even if they’re just groping and begging her for an orgasm

Should her size kink be applied while she is in a submissive mood, however…

She absolutely is into taller people. She wants to feel small, and she wants to be shorter

She wants to have to look up to see their eyes when they fuck her, and she wants to be the little spoon sometimes

Cassandra absolutely has her eye on a taller partner. It’s so rare that she is shorter than a person, and it never fails to get her off

She too loves verbal means of showing the height difference, as well as actions

She loves nothing more than to be gripped and manhandled, large toys forced inside of her.

She wants to be stuffed, completely, while a large hand is keeping her in place

And she wants to feel small during it all. She wants to feel as though she can’t stop the pleasure that is given to her. She wants to feel helpless, even if she isn’t

As it comes to dick sizes, she prefers medium to large ones, generally

She will absolutely humiliate and tease small ones

Should she not be in a submissive mood, it’s usual for her to opt for toys instead of a small cock, instead make her partner watch and get off to her cunt stretching around a larger dildo

She wants to feel something in her, she reasons. And she wants to feel it stuffing her

Is she feeling submissive, she’ll see a small cock dominating her as degrading, and hot.

One’s just got to play their cards right, really

Daniela

Daniela has a size kink through and through, leaning towards the tall side

She wants someone tall, sexually and romantically. A knight, just for her

She wants to be carried and lifted, to cuddle up against a chest

Daniela also loves comparing hand sizes. She thinks it’s adorable, and should her hand be the smaller one, her fingers the shorter ones, it makes her feel all flustered and has her blush

In bed, she loves her body being covered with a larger one

Daniela is big on touching. Feeling larger hands groping and spanking her gets of off so fast

I hc her with the shortest fingers too- therefore long ones that can finger her properly are appreciated

She thrives off being called anything with the word “little-“ attached to it

Little princess

Little brat

Little slut

She loves it all. And she loves having her “little” body played with and toyed with

Daniela enjoys a good size kink in many forms- her favourite fantasy, that she is too shy to even share?

She absolutely loves the idea of an infected partner. Someone tall, monstrous, gripping her by her waist and easily using her for their pleasure

Poor little Daniela could ruin herself for days on no end to this particular fantasy

As it comes to cock sizes, she likes them as large as possible

She’ll poutingly take smaller ones because she loves her partner, and absolutely still toy with them, though what really has her riled up are the ones large enough to make her feel split in two

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu

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fandom-nursery · 1 month

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Lucifer agere headcanons

He tends to regress either very little, 1 or younger, or regress to a middle space around 10 with no real in between

He has a much harder time with his regression than his brothers and does it very rarely

Lucifer is a prideful man and hates the vulnerability that comes with regressing, especially because his regression age can get so young. He feels like he needs to always be big so that he can take care of his brothers

He has a bad habit of pushing his regression off as much as he can so that he can take care of everyone else. He has such a strong will that he rarely slips unless he is 100% alone with no chance of anyone needing him

Logically he knows there isn't anything wrong with being little but it hurts his pride that he needs it. He thinks that if he were just a little stronger, just a little better, he wouldn’t need regression at all and it frustrates him endlessly that he relies on it so heavily

He has an easier time regressing to his older age because he still feels somewhat in control

When he’s in his younger headspace he becomes somewhat helpless. He can barely walk and fine motor skills are almost gone

When he’s in his babyspace he doesn't have any real control over his emotions the way he does while big or even while in his older headspace

Lucifer will go completely nonverbal in his younger headspace and ends up crying or babbling to communicate his needs and becoming very frustrated with both himself and you when he isn’t understood

Since he usually regresses alone his younger self is not used to having someone there to take care of him. Once he has had a taste of having you there to care for him he can’t get enough and becomes very clingy.

Little Lucifer tends to have issues with his memories and generally gets memories from when he’s big in blurs or flashes which he quickly loses hold of. He knows how he feels about things but the actual reasons why often escape him

Naptime is huge for Lucifer when he’s regressed. Because it’s one of the few times that he physically can’t get any work done he doesn’t feel guilty for getting the sleep he desperately needs and on more than one occasion Lucifer has spent his entire regression fast asleep

If you carry him and he will hide his face in your shoulder in embarrassment to avoid having to look into your eyes but he really does like it

If you are watching him he will do bathtime. When Lucifer trusts you enough to watch him while regressed it means he trusts you with everything and this includes bathing him while he’s tiny

Little Lucifer loves music and has several records that he likes to have on specifically when he’s little.

He isn’t a very active little all things considered. He does so much every day that when he finally allows himself to regress he doesn’t want to do anything that takes a lot of effort. This, combined with the fact that he won't regress outside his room, means activities are somewhat limited

His favorite snack is poison apple slices with honey and and warm milk

If he’s little he won’t leave his room so unless he has snacks tucked away or you are watching him and willing to run down to the kitchen he doesn’t usually eat while little

He loves when you bottle feed him. He finds it incredibly soothing to be held close to you while he eats

He has one stuffed animal that you got him after learning about his regression which is a peacock and a baby blanket that he loves to be swaddled up in. they are his biggest comfort items when small

On his own he will remove a few of his layers and let himself be less formally dressed when little. If you are there taking care of him he will let you put him in almost any outfit you want as long as he thinks it looks good

Lucifer started using a paci when he started sucking his thumb while regressing to try and avoid that particular habit. The downside is that he often times finds them to be yet another frustrating roadblock to making his wants and needs understood

Getting him to wear diapers while little is the biggest struggle. It’s the thing he feels most insecure about regarding his regression and for a long time he decided it was better to have to clean his sheets every time he regressed rather than risk being caught purchasing or wearing diapers. Even with a caregiver he trusts it’s terrifying and deeply embarrassing for him and being changed usually results in him crying. With a lot of praise and comfort he is learning to accept it though

Absolutely no one knows about his regression besides you. Barbatos has his suspicions but he would never let Lucifer know about them out of respect for the man. He only told you after you two got together and made a pact because he didn’t want there to be anymore secrets between you

He started regressing shortly after the fall when the weight of becoming a demon, loosing his sister, birthing satan and adjusting to his new life became too much

#obey me #fandom agere #age regression #obey me age regression #obey me agre #obey me: shall we date #cg!mc #obey me lucifer #Lucifer #Lucifer agere #age regressor lucifer #little!lucifer #lucifer age regression #regressor lucifer

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sillyromance · 6 months

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Good day everyone!

Here is my new story (WARNING: long writing). Characters: Pred! Sacura (OC)/Prey! Drift (TF RID).

Sacura is my new character; she's an autobot with two alt-modes, one of which is a dragon (the eastern one). While in the "beast" form, she can switch sizes from tiny (a usual snake) to huge(literally a train). So, she is definitely a "switch" in vore community. And... this exactly what everything is about!

I hope you'll enjoy!

They were in the garden surrounding a ruined castle in the mountains. Huge branches of wild, overgrown trees rustled above, hiding two alien visitors from the evil summer sun. Cool shadows danced on the cracked mossy rocks of an ancient human building, creating a surrealistic illusion of mystery and quiet, poetic tragedy. It was a perfect spot for meditation; Drift found it by accident some days ago and it was the first time he took Sacura with him.

They got comfy nearby one immense oak and led a simple, calm conversation.

- I wonder... - Drift's gaze switched to his wife. - How do you feel when I... swallow you?

Young fem stopped watching clouds passing blue lakes and streams of the sky which was hiding behind the roof of the ancient plants - and gave him a curious look. She turned onto the belly and put her helm on both palms; the samurai, embarrassed by his question and her immediate attention, looked away and cleared his throat.

- I mean... I can see well only my side of the story. Your little body passing my lips, your sweet flavour on my glossa, then stretching of my throat when it pushes you deeper into me... - He was slowly tracing the path from his chin to the start of his neck. - And the moment when I feel my waist weighs; the armour moves under my servos as you slip inside the fueltank, unconsciously rubbing it with your tiny hands and feet...

The samurai sighed deeply, recalling the moment. His wife smiled, blushing.

- However... - Drift's tone became serious again. - I have never asked you what it is like - to be consumed that way... And sometimes I doubt if you like all of this as much as I do. Doesn't it scary when you see my mouth open wide? My dents are so sharp that they can just slice you on two with a slight pressure. Or the second you see daylight fading and you slide along the dark esophagus? My sparkbeat must be deafing, and metal muscles squeeze you too tightly... And all these liquids...

Sacura made an interrupting gesture, then layed her hand on his knee and stroked it reassuringly.

- I don't have any discomfort when you send me to your insides. Actually, it's very pleasant - like a big warm hug from everywhere. Or a blanket wrapped around your entire body. Moreover... I can easily read your emotions while in there. - Drift narrowed his optics in disbelief but the fem simply laughed. - Yes, I do. Because at such time I am literally surrounded by you. I hear your systems working, energon circulating through your veins; listen to unsatisfied groans when something annoys you - or sense you relaxing when everything is exactly like you want it to be... It's strange. It's like I'm a part of you then; it affects me strongly. And at the meantime... it comforts me a lot.

She took his large, rough servo and started fondling its small scars and lines.

- If I could show you...

Some leaves fell down the tree at her back and shoulders; Drift leaned to her side and gently swiped them off. Her smooth, round forms seemed so vulnerable... Every time he touched her the only thing which wandered in his processor was: "She looks like a sparkling! How can an autobot be so helpless?"

He smirked to himself. Yeah... This "helpless" autobot could kill him without any problems if she would like to. What a joke of nature! - to give such enormous power to a small and friendly girl who freaks out to hurt a butterfly!

Meanwhile, Sacura suddenly winced and stared at her husband with a decisive look in her optics - she had come up with something.

- Well, perhaps I can...

The samurai rose his eyebrow.

- My second alt-mode. It's big enough to fit you.

Drift's faceplate didn't change even a little, but the mech recognised cool tickles going down his spine section.

- I guess so, darling.

The fem heard hardly noticeable tension in his voice and edges of her lips lowered. She looked down at the grass beneath her and spoke, vocaliser crackling of shame.

- Oh... I'm sorry. It isn't a good idea, I guess... If you are against it, I will never in my life...

Drift's cheeks immediately became blue.

- I didn't mean it, dear! It's just... confusing.

He turned her face back to his and gave the fem a soft kiss.

- Remember - I'm not afraid of you, whatever shape you have. Whatever weapons you have. I'm sure you wouldn't harm anyone you care about, and if you care about me - you won't make me suffer. - He paused and smiled warmly. - I think... We could commit the thing you're talking about. At least, it will help us understand each other better. Don't you agree?

Her face was immediately brightened up with happiness like a cloudy day with sunlight. Without any hesitation she desperately embraced her orange lover; Sacura's energy made them both inevitably crush on the ground. The pair laughed loudly at the occasion, making birds around scream and fly away...

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Drift hadn't ever seen her THAT big before; and he was impressed by the size she took - her head was as large as his entire being! Now, in her dragon mode, Sacura could make anybody go offline just with her threatening appearance. Someone would say it had been a terrifying view: endless silver body, long fangs glowing under her upper lip, sharp claws on four huge, bareboned paws, strong and heavy tail with poisoned needles hidden beneath the scales...

Regardless, he personally found her magnificent.

Sacura approached her husband after the transformation had been ended - and cautiously nuzzled her elegant elongated muzzle in his shoulder. Unfortunately, she couldn't speak normally until she would get into her "human" form again, so touches and wild, animal sounds were all she could use to communicate with him. Drift noticed a shadow of inconfidence in her flaming eyes.

- You look perfect, my star. As always. - He cuddly scratched behind Sacura's audio sensors what made the dragon whine with pleasure. - Don't worry. I've already warned Bumblebee that we're going to "walk" for some more hours. I'm ready.

She nodded. Her jaws parted, letting the samurai observe a wet, glowing cavern, surrounded by steely knives of teeth. He felt hot air blowing out of the predator's maw, washing around his face, and couldn't help but shivered when her glossa draw a thin slimy line from his feet to the chassis. In spite of his fear, Drift didn't stop his darling. At first, he was a soldier who had fought in hundreds of battles; what an embarrassment it would be to back out when he had already gone so far! At the second - the mech seeked for the knowledge. He had to see what she was going through with him. And, observing a starving depths of the beast's maw which was ready to make him disappear at any second, he immediately felt sincere respect to how calm and willing she had always been to enter his own mouth.

Overcoming unexpectedly awoken instincts, Drift got closer and forced his hand to explore the dragon's shining, scabrous, wet tongue. He was going to lie on it soon after all...

The tongue wriggled amusingly of his action and curled affectionately around his servo, creating circles higher and higher, until his entire manipulator was captured in a warm trap. Nervous gigle escaped the mech.

- Well, what do you think?.. How do I taste like? - Frozen like a statue, Drift asked with edge in his voice. He'd like to pretend he was fine, but it was hard to trick his own wife.

Sacura freed Drift's arm and shut her mouth, disappointed. She peered at her surprised husband and let out a pleading moan.

- I'm not going to give up, girl. I'm all right.

She snuggled into him once more, looking at his strict face with deep sadness and doubt in the optics. He granted her a nice rub between the antennas.

- I believe, we should go ahead.

He courageously gave her his hands, so she could start over with tasting him - the dragon slowly accepted the favour, being more thoughtful and patient than before, letting Drift's mind process that there were nothing to worry about. Sacura, definitely enjoying every moment, licked his fingers, went to wrists, then to elbows... Their looks met again - he smiled reassuringly and titled his head down. The craving abyss appeared in front of him again, pouring with saliva. It needed him so badly... This time the samurai wasn't so merciless to the fem - he basically pushed himself into her ravenous jaws.

They caught and lovingly held him. Her hot glossa started working more actively, trying to reach every inch of Drift's voluminous body. He could sense how fast he was loosing an ability to move; his limbs became languorous and sticky, deadly exhaustion flood all around his tough body. The samurai was already too weak to keep his helm up; finally, he just put it on the fem's tongue, looking sleepily on its ribbed crimson surface. If he decided to struggle for some reason, he wouldn't succeed... Kinda pathetic...

Suddenly, a long, vibrating sound filled the room. His "ears" focused on the resonating, soothing rattling which shook every corner of his system blocks.

Sacura was purring.

Drift sent his concerns into the oblivion at the very moment he understood what the noise was. Thoughts about his own well-being were replaced with the ones about his wife's pleasure. He was the reason she was feeling that good. He gave her this bliss. Drift recalled the day when he swallowed her for the first time - it was... Undescribable. Fascinating. He had her whole; he felt her harsh sparkbeat, her clumsy squirming in his mouth before he made a gulp. He could remember delight of her deliciousness... Now, their roles got switched. And he was certain she loved it.

Finally, the pressure of her jaws increased; the dragon rose her head and let Drift smoothly slip into a small hole right before him. He heard an audible "glrk" with which his shoulders and shest were tugged further into the darkness of her throat.

It was a series of strong, dry, quick swallows, painful for a pred, but ineffective. Her husband never was miniaturous to say the least! Nevertheless the fem didn't stop the process - now it was only the way down for him, she do much more harm, trying to cough him out.

The mech noticed that his girl was in trouble; Sacura surely required some assistance. He began to shift a little, making his waist and hips come along - he was aware of how wide and bulky he was, and how it must be difficult for her to get over with it. The tightness of the tube he was going through seemed almost unbearable, and ironically, he felt guilty for the thick layers of metal which made him so hard to devour.

But their combined actions worked - the gulps slowed down, became calmer and visibly easier. The space around was still cramped, but it didn't crush the samurai any more; it was truly like a warm, plushie hug, pulsating with care and overwhelming love. This body demanded him to be its guest - he knew it in the very spark. And he was glad to give in himself to it as an earned prise for every time Sacura presented herself as a treat for her husband. He accepted the fact that he had to forget about his powers for this moment; he managed to see what his girl ment when she once said: "I wanna be a good prey for you". She deserved him to be submissive now, no matter his warrior pride.

At last, after some minutes of squeezing and pulling, Drift arrived at the fueltank. It greeted him with a friendly gurgling and soft blue light shining from the streaks crossing squishy, tender walls. For the first few seconds the mech felt himself hanging as if he was in a kind of hammock which swayed beneath him non-stop, although this situation didn't last long - Sacura layed herself on the ground and turned on the side, giving space to her enormous, bulging stomach.

She looked at it with mixture of relief and disbelief. She swallowed him whole. He was in there, surrounded by her; she could feel every movement her husband was making, settling down in depth of her growling stomach. It was so incredible... but wrong. It should have been... vice versa. He was stronger, wiser, older than her; he was a leader in their companionship, her "master". And meanwhile, he was in a position of a weaker one now. She literally had his life in her servos. And if she had been an enemy of his, then...

Sacura got terrified by this thought.

She carefully put an open paw on her round, swollen belly and stroked it gently. The mech inside "returned" the touch, pressing exactly at the place she was caressing. Purring like a big cat, the dragon eagerly embraced her stomach and leaned her head closer to the deformed metal. She would never harm him. Never in the world.

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Drift was trying to get use to the place he got into. Everything was unstable, elastic, tender - alive; he was afraid that just his presence in here could do harm to his beloved because of how velvety tender her fueltank appeared to be. "This must be what she sees when she gets into my core" - he mumbled to himself, looking at squishy lumps all around him. Glowing wrinkly walls were grabbing his legs and arms with mischief and great interest as if they had a mind of their own; his body was sinking into them, being massaged, gently squeezed all over. It was...nice. He silently watched how every part of him was getting examined and generously soaked in scintillating mint-colour slime. He predicted it could be like that, he didn't care much; Drift would take a shower after anyways. The samurai found a comfortable position and closed his optics, listening to Sacura's distant sparkbeat, deep ventilating, tranquil rumbling - and his own emotions.

It was still hard to process that he was staying in his wife's "stomach". Especially, because he was absolutely helpless. He left his katanas outside. It was necessary, but at the meantime... He was just one step apart from death. The samurai felt so small and helpless that it almost drove him mad. But at that moment he noticed something changing. One of the walls leaned to him, moved by something from the outside; this thing affectionately drew circles on Drift's arm and chassis through the flexible flesh. It didn't take much time for the samurai to realise it was his wife caressing his body. Fury flew away from his spark as fast as it came. He stroke her back and felt Sacura wince in delight. The room slightly tightened around Drift; now he noticed silhouettes of two big paws laying on her belly, hugging his entire form - and a press of something larger right next to his head. The bot could swear it was her helm.

He snuggled into the warm wet muscles and finally relaxed, letting the surrounding do whatever it wanted with him.

Before she was his. Now, he is hers.

Sometimes it's important to see everything from a different angle.

#safe vore #soft vore #extreme cuddling #new experiences #transformers vore #transvoremers #tf rid vore #dragon vore #oc #willing vore

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stark-alchemy · 2 years

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More tiny things about Drifting Inbetween (the Nights Into Dreams!au):

• Sun and Moon are twins, and like most twins they have a playful rivalry that extended to their fighting skills as much as their duty tormenting Dreamers and beyond. Sun was very good at his paraloop skills and powerful attacks that were not merciful. Moon's skills lied in his quick, stun attacks, hitting a target quickly and getting out of their reach before attacking again.

• Psychologically, they had very different ways of terrorizing the Dreamers. Sun is a master manipulator, he would dig around in your subconscious and find something you are sensitive about and bring it to the forefront. It never had to be something that was big, but even if it's the smallest, most minuscule doubt, he could make it into your entire nightmare, and something you'd dwell about in your waking hours. Moon on the other hand was all about the slow creeping dread, nightmares that are a slow boil that builds up until the Dreamer doesn't realize the true terror before its too late. Dawning horror was really Moon's cup of tea and he prided himself on being the sibling that took the longest time with his schemes but had a successful streak. Eclipse was a nice combination of both tactics (he taught them) and loves to use manipulative, dream gaslighting and drawn-out horror to get his jobs done. Over the last few years however, his tactic has changed, becoming more stilted towards hurtful, malicious emotional attacks with an undercurrent of genuine fear, latching onto feelings of inadequacy and helplessness.

• Eclipse, Sun, and Moon are quite the cuddlebugs. Moon loves holding onto things and people, and he will grab onto his brother's hand, shoulder, or Y/N and proceed to hold them like a pillow or wrap himself around them like ivy up a pole. His favorite cuddle buddy is a Shleep he named Dom <heh> and together they tend to take naps in random sunny spots at the Dream Gate. Sun is a huge hugger, even before he rebelled it wasn't uncommon to find him slinging his arm in a side hug around Jackal, giving excited pre-mission jump hug attacks to Eclipse, or lazily hovering above Moon like he was getting a piggyback ride. He loves to give spinning hugs, paralooping with his target and nuzzling into their face or neck. Eclipse is/was someone who appreciates when others reach out to him for affection, as he doesn't give it easily. He is self conscious about his image and role as one of Wizeman's higher-ranking Nightmaren so he doesn't actually try to be affectionate with others at least not physically. He prefers to give gifts, from extravagant items to small and simple, but each is always tailored to the person that is getting the gift.

• NiGHTS was never on Eclipse's radar before he defected away from Wizeman. As one of Wizeman's generals he knew NiGHTS only as far as work itself. Once NiGHTS began to gradually pull away he would talk to the Twins often, as they were curious about what he would do as a General equal yo their brother and what he'd seen. Eclipse was not worried about it until Moon became introspective and Sun started to speak with Dreamers. Eclipse threatened NiGHTS to leave and when he finally did, Reala going off to chase him down and destroy him, he watched his brothers become more distant. Eclipse fully blames NiGHTS for turning his brothers to favor humans and, on the few chances they do cross paths, Eclipse with attack him with little to no warning.

• Y/N's roommates have personalities of roommates I had in college that I liked! One was very sweet and motherly, got us out of a lot of crazy situations, but still maintained a fun and creative down-to-earth persona. The other is a more chaotic and rebellious character, encouraging thinking outside of the box and much more ridiculous solutions to problems you would have never considered...and they work too! Both of these roommates we're fantastic friends of mine and they really did help me get through those first 2 years of college!

• Y/N and I share a common issue; we can't lucid dream without it getting horrible and the same goes for sleep paralysis. I've had a lucid dream once and it was a horrible experience, 0/10 not recommending. Sleep paralysis also yielded some fairly terrible results and multiple times because I'm not lucky. I won't tell you the dreams because they show up in the story and I don't want to spill the beans.

• Y/N, Sun, and Moon share 2 braincells. I have made this trio the ones that focus more on the situation at hand and very jump first and think about the consequences later. 2 people handle the braincells it's just a crapshoot as to who, but even worse is when one person has both and has to play wrangler. You have to have one of those baby bear backpack leashes and then you're being tugged around in two directions.

#fnaf au #drabbles #writing drabbles #nights into dreams au #nid au #drifting inbetween au #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf eclipse #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #sunbun #moonpie #fnaf sb au #the daycare attendant #stark writes #just little things

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cyberrat · 2 years

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60th Batch Of Fics: 6th Fill

Hanzo/Cole – Minotaur AU – Part 37 – They were free... were they not?

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Once he knows Cole is alive.

That Cole is… alive.

Hanzo feels… horribly helpless as he stares down at the prone figure, his thoughts continuously twisting around whether Cole will live through the experience. He’s lost so much blood… So… so much blood.

It might be understandable that he does not notice someone sneaking up on him from behind, but he will never forgive himself regardless. Between the hard hit to the back of his neck registering and him hitting the floor like a sack of bricks he only has a split second to reprimand himself that he’s ever wound up trusting any of these bastards.

The rot runs far deeper than he could ever have anticipated.

.oOo.

Hanzo wakes suddenly and without a warning to his surroundings or even himself. One moment everything is dark and quiet, and the next… less so.

It is still quiet and very dark, but not so much that he wouldn’t be able to see his surroundings once he starts to gather himself up off the floor and sit leaned against a wall.

His head aches fiercely and his mouth feels dry as sand.

There are… things standing close to what he makes out to be a door. He has to crawl closer on all fours to make out that it is a plate with food, a mug with a liquid, and a large wooden bowl… also filled with liquid.

He briefly entertains the thought to not drink anything that he is offered, but the pain pulsing through his head is so sharp that he feels like his skull is going to split open if he doesn’t try it out soon; so he drinks with shaking hands clasped around the mug.

It tastes like water but he doesn’t for a second believe that it is simply that. He is suitably sure they must have put some kind of drug in it; probably one that keeps him subdued.

Still, his crippling headache recedes somewhat, leaving him able to function marginally better. There are dark spots still dancing around his vision but if Hanzo stays still for a bit, they calm the fuck down and let him assess his surroundings.

There is a tiny window high up that he might be able to reach once he feels more human again and can force himself to awkwardly climb up the roughly hewn stone wall… but it is barred with thick metal bars that he has no chance of bending out of the way – not to mention the fact that it is too small for even him to fit through, he thinks.

It is the only source of light for the moment; it must either be very early morning or almost night. He can’t quite tell; everything is still… weird and doesn’t make much sense.

He has no idea where he is or how he came to be here… until he finally hears the deep intake of breath coming from the other corner of the cell.

It is almost pitchblack there, but there is a huge mountain of shadow that is even deeper than the surrounding darkness.

Hanzo stares at it, blinking once, twice… then everything slides back into place with an almost audible click and he inhales sharply, forcing himself up from his sitting position despite his shaking knees.

“Cole?” he asks carefully, his voice so rough he barely recognizes it himself.

The huge shadowy mass does not react one way or the other. He leans down with a grunt and grabs the large bowl with water, awkwardly carrying it over to the corner. It takes… very long, but eventually he manages to sit the bowl down without spilling a single drop.

His headache is enough to make him nauseous but at least his eyes have somewhat adjusted to the bad lighting, meaning that he can make Cole out now, at least.

Reaching out, Hanzo puts a hand against the side of Cole’s face, thumb brushing over his nose which feels dry and hot to the touch. Cole hadn’t been sick before so he doesn’t really have something to go off of, but he can all but feel the infection raging in his body right now.

“Cole,” he tries again, lightly shaking the big beast. He does not expect him to wake… but he does, his large eyes blinking open dazedly and a drawn out groan sliding from him, breath tickling against the inside of Hanzo’s wrist. “Can you understand me? Do you know where we are?”

Not that he knows himself… though he can make a few educated guesses, even with the concussion ravaging him.

Cole does not react much. He just stares at Hanzo for a few moments longer before his eyes begin to slide shut once more.

Hanzo pats his cheek again, trying to feed him some water as long as he’s coherent enough to swallow, then he has to sit down for a few minutes and gather his strength again.

The door opens before long; just a crack at first before opening further, a guard twisting his head around the corner so they can peer toward where Hanzo and Cole are. Hanzo is quiet; and so is the guard as he nods to himself, having located both prisoners, then puts more food and water down and leaves. No words are exchanged; Kenzo has probably advised them not to talk to either of them, knowing that Hanzo might be able to get under their skin.

He should drink more himself but he can’t fathom crawling his way back over there when he barely manages to stay upright now… so he leans against Cole and falls asleep again.

.oOo.

Hanzo has no idea how much time has passed by the time he feels marginally human again. It could have been mere hours, days, or even weeks; everything feels probable at this point. He knows he is starting to do better because the first thing on his mind when he resurfaces from sleep is the inhuman heat that Cole is giving out.

He has avoided peeking under the makeshift treatment that they had wrapped around his stump but it is clear that it must have gotten infected badly which means there time has become rather limited all of a sudden.

He has to get his act together and figure out how to get the two of them out of this mess that he’s gotten them into. In the condition that Cole is right now there is no way that he’ll be able to stand him up and get him out of here under his own steam.

Turning toward him, he brushes over Cole’s forehead, peering into his face. His mouth is open slightly to help him breathe in panting little gasps but other than that, he remains still.

The more Hanzo touches him, the more he becomes aware that his fur is sticking to him, wet with the sweat pouring off his body.

Hanzo twists out of his shirt, pushing away the intrusive thoughts of ‘if he dies, it will be my fault’.

He won’t die. He just has to believe that.

#cyberratting writes stuff #hanzo/cole #minotaur au #plot? with my porn?

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elkian · 11 months

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I was thinking about Vault 22 today, and specifically how Game Mechanics can enhance narrative.

SPOILER WARNING: Vault 22, a Quest Location in Fallout: New Vegas, is a really interesting location with some cool reveals. I strongly recommend that you play through it before reading this post, since this is going to be rife with spoilers.

Ready?

Okay, good.

In Vault 22, there are enemies called Spore Carriers. I hate these things, because they’re terrifying - they’re a huge part of what makes the Vault a horror setting, though not the sole element. The thing about Spore Carrier-type enemies is that they hide in these mounds of dirt and foliage throughout the Vault.

The other thing about Spore Carriers is that they are, as far as I know, the only attackable NPC who cannot be targeted in VATS (even if only temporarily).

This makes the experience terrifying, placing you in a crypt full of foes who are effectively invisible until they try to kill you. What makes this really fascinating to me is how this gameplay choice not only affects the tone of the area, but reveals something about the game as a whole.

Fallout: New Vegas is a game about choices, big and small, and those choices have an effect on the landscape - sometimes literally. One thing the game does really effectively is give players the feeling of being in control of their own destiny. The ending slides have a huge variety of possible mix-and-match results, based on the choices you made. The allies you helped, the characters you killed, the factions you destroy, all have some kind of say in the ending. It really reinforces the idea that what you do matters.

Vault 22 is then a fascinating case study, because it’s one of the very few locations where you experience a true sense of helplessness. Once the first Spore Carrier jumps out at you, you learn that this location has hidden foes. Once you get attacked a few times, you start to realize these things aren’t ‘visible’ to the bulk of the game mechanics -the compass, your companions, VATS- until they choose to reveal themselves.

This leads to a sense of tension, where you have to check every pile of greenery, throw grenades or set traps where there might be Spore Carriers. Even with the best of caution, it’s possible to still be surprised by these things. (The lore of the area, imo, also enhances this - the SCs are the end stage of humans infected with mad science plant spores, spores still present in the area, and it’s not clear if you are safe from being infected too.)

The thing is that even when your assistive mechanics can’t spot the SCs, a canny or lucky player can still ID them by sight. You can still damage them, even without VATS to help. They’re dangerous and scary, but you can still kill them.

The helplessness from being unable to target them is a limited one, but it’s such a rare thing in this game that it really enhances the setting, making you feel like you’re scanning carefully through a cramped, creepy place full of things that want to hurt you, that you might not see until you’re too late. It’s a very small and yet very significant gameplay choice, and I think it’s fascinating the ripple effect something so tiny can cause, when applied in such a clever way.

#elk text #7th #June #2023 #June 7th 2023 #fallout new vegas #fallout new vegas spoiler warn #DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT BEEN TO VAULT 22

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nashibirne · 3 years

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LUNCH MEAT

I'm still on holiday but I had to take a forced break from hiking due to some problems with my foot. Anyway...I decided to make the most of it and wrote another little Trucker!Sy one-shot. It was inspired by some silly banter between me and hubs the other day and I hope you're gonna enjoy this new adventure of Trucker!Sy and his girlfriend. It would be great if you let me know what you think and leave me a comment, like or reblog. Thanks! 💜

Pairing: Syverson x reader (f)

Word count: 2 k

Summary: Sy and his woman and an early lunch...

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, PWP, smut, oral sex (f and m receiving), tiny dose of deep throat, mentioning of degradation / dom-sub dynamics, female masturbation, language, silly innuendos

Unbeta'ed. English isn't my first language. Mistakes ahead and they're all mine.

Credits: I don't own Captain Syverson, pics for the moodboard from Pinterest.

Find my other fics and the first two Trucker!Sy one-shots on my masterlist!

Taglist (let me know if you want to be added or removed):

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Here we go:

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"I'm hungry." I look at Sy with a pout.

We decided to change some of our habits and establish a healthier lifestyle a few days ago. We've spent most of our nights with take away food, netflix and sex lately, which is great but we both feel like we're getting a little lazy and out of shape so we agreed on making some changes. I pleaded for just adjusting our eating habits, less pizza and burgers, more salad, vegetables and other healthy stuff but Sy insisted on adding sports to our daily schedule.

So he made me get up early today for a run - on a sunday! He took me to a beautiful lake, a secluded spot I've never heard of before, although it's just an one-hour-drive away, and once we got there we ran along the shore around the lake, which left me pretty exhausted and against all my predictions and my mocking beforehand I have to admit my hot trucker boyfriend wasn't half as drained as I was when we arrived at my car again. He's not only buff from going to the gym but apparently very fit too. I mean, I know his stamina but I'm still surprised that I was hardly able to keep up with him. I tried to distract him during our run, of course I did, pointing out that we're all alone at the early hour, that no one is around, trying to make him stop for a hot make out session in the woods or even a little quickie, but no, my arts of seduction were wasted on Sy, he just shook his head with a playful grin and a strict glance, giving my butt a little slap to make me run a little faster.

So now that we're back home, I'm starving, craving some good food and chill out time on the couch. "I mean it, Tom. I need food." He laughs and the warm, deep rumbling sound makes me smile. He pulls me close and gives me a sweet, little kiss. "Sure, babe. Let's have an early lunch. Salad and sandwiches?" "Sounds great. I prepare the salad and you make the sandwiches?" He nods and we start to work silently side by side in my kitchen, that's actually a little too small for two people but we're used to it and as usual...Sy makes it fit.

It's unavoidable that our bodies touch in the tiny space. When Sy reaches for the plates in the board above my head, his side presses against mine and I can smell his fresh, woodsy scent, this warm mix of sandalwood with a hint of bourbon, that comes from the beard and body soap he uses. I take a deep breath and exhale slowly and he gives me a big smile, knowing that I love his fresh-out-of-the-shower-smell. I'm rinsing the lettuce and Sy turns on the radio, humming along to the country song that's playing while he spreads mayo on some slices of bread.

"What do you want on your sandwich, darling?" Sy asks.

"I don't know…" I turn to him with an innocent smile, my hands on my hips, pretending to think about his question. "I'm craving something tasty, substantial, I guess. What about a good piece of lunch meat? Something real, that leaves me completely stuffed."

I grin and turn away and I can easily picture the smirk that is spreading on Sy's handsome face. He loves some good banter and it may sound funny but it's often some kind of foreplay for us. After draining off the lettuce and putting it into a big, wooden bowl, I chop some bell peppers and some tomatoes.

"I need the cucumber." I point at the vegetable that is lying out of reach beside the loaf of fresh white bread that Sy is using for the sandwiches. He grins at me.

"You want the cucumber? That long, thick, snakelike thing?" He raises his eyebrows and does a tiny hip roll. I laugh at his very obvious innuendo and I can't help but find this silly, dorky way of flirting irresistibly sexy. The playful, funny, sometimes a little clumsy side of this hulk of a man, who's usually so confident and skillful, is my weakness. He gets me with being an awkward clown every time. I admit it here and now, I have a soft spot for my big, strong man being a boyish goofball from time to time.

"Yes, please. I need it for the salad." I flash him a smile and he grabs his dick through his sweatpants. "Sure you don't want my cucumber?" Another silly grin that makes me laugh and slap his arm playfully. "I want something to eat." I say, trying to grab the cucumber from his raised hand.

I come closer to him than necessary, pressing my body against his, making him feel my tits and my nipples that harden under my top as soon as they get in contact with the soft fabric of his shirt, that hides his broad, hairy chest. He gives me a wink and the cucumber before grabbing me by the waist. "So do I, babe. So do I."

Sy licks his upper lip and his hands wander to my ass, giving it a squeeze. "I'm hungry…" He bends down and lowers his mouth to my ear. "Hungry for you. I want to eat you out." A shiver runs down my spine and a little gasp of anticipation leaves my mouth. I place the cucumber on the kitchen counter and wrap my arms around his neck.

"And what about me? What will you feed me?"

"If you let me eat your pussy and cum like a good girl, I'm gonna stuff this pretty, little mouth with my dick. How about that?"

His eyes are tinted dark now, showing his arousal and pure, burning desire. Instead of an answer I kiss him, telling him that I agree wordlessly, showing him my love and devotion by using my mouth and my tongue. Sy kisses me back with passion, deepening the kiss, increasing my arousal until my moans get louder and my sex is all wet. He pulls away with a feral grin and undresses me quickly, wasting no time, before he lifts me up just to put me down on the counter before he slowly undresses himself.

His big cock is already hard and I can't help but stare at it with hungry eyes. He takes it in his fist and gives it a few strokes. He knows exactly what a great turn on it is for me to watch him touch himself and so I'm not surprised to see his lips curl up. His smile is sexy, he loves to tease me like this.

"You want that beast?" He doesn't wait for my answer, he just grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the counter. He kneels on the floor and places my thighs on his shoulders, grabbing my tits to knead and caress them while giving me pleasure. He starts with little licks, teasing me, making me beg and whimper, enjoying my helpless, needy little moans and sighs. When he finally eats me out, when he sucks and licks and kisses my pussy, when his tongue circles around my clit, giving it a sexy massage, I don't last long. My orgasm is powerfull and intense and when I cum I whisper his name, my whole body going stiff before the tension disappears and is replaced by this indescribable sensation of warmth and satisfaction.

I look at him and he raises to his feet. "My turn." I say with a smirk. I give Sy a shove and when his back is pressed against the wall I kiss him feverishly, running my hands over his body. I pinch his nipples to make him moan, I know it's going to work because he loves this kind of pain. I grab his dick tightly and I start to jerk him off slowly, just the way I know he likes it best. I want him on the edge of arousal before I suck him off, I want him to beg, I want him enslaved by my touch, weak-willed, putty in my hands. Sy curses when I go on, rubbing my body against his.

"Fuck, babe...yeah…" I take his balls in one hand and squeeze them, never stopping the hand job. His moans are getting louder, the longing in his voice is music to my ears. Sy closes his eyes now, resting his head against the wall.

"Babe...please…" He's out of breath and I know exactly what he wants but I need to hear it.

"Please what?"

"Suck my dick." His whispered answer is such a turn on, my pussy is throbbing as if I didn't have a fantastic orgasm just minutes ago.

"You promised to stuff my mouth with your huge cock." I drop to my knees and look up at him, my lips slightly parted.

"And I will," Sy growls in a low voice. "I'm gonna fill you up, babe." He takes my head in his big hands and guides it towards his crotch. He grabs his dick and shoves it in my mouth. I moan when my lips close around him. "Deeper?" I nod and he pushes a little harder but stops when he feels that I've reached my limit and now I can finally start to give him the blow job.

I love it, love how much power it gives me while at the same time I enjoy the feeling of degradation. I wanna be his whore and I wanna be his master. I want him to dominate me and I want him to be needy, greedy, depending on me. I use my mouth on the tip of his massive member and my hand on his shaft and I know he's already close. His moans turn into heavy panting, his hands tug at my hair, his hips thrust carefully, giving him the feeling of mouthfucking me though I'm in control.

"Touch yourself. I want you to cum when I spill my load in your mouth." His voice is so rough and deep it makes me shiver. I obey without hesitation because I really need to come again. I'm literally dripping with arousal and so I pleasure myself. I have this picture of us in my mind, his dick between my swollen lips, how I give him head, a sweaty, obedient mess, how much he wants to come in my mouth, all while I finger my wet pussy. When I stimulate my clit I get closer and closer.

"You're there, darling? I can't hold back any longer…." I nod and I hear him cry out loud.

"FUCK!"

Sy grabs my head again, fucking my mouth with full force while he cums. His dick slides down my throat and I have to gag although I enjoy the sensation of his cock balls-deep in my mouth. When I climax, it's even harder than the first time and I feel like exploding into millions of stars. I swallow his seed before he pulls out slowly.

He drops to his knees too and kisses me long and deep, his hands cupping my face tenderly. We both collapse on the ground and just lay there for a while, on the checkered vinyl flooring in my tiny kitchen, holding hands, looking at each other lovingly.

"Guess that's enough sports for today, baby?" I grin at him and Sy laughs out loud. "Yeah, I could get used to that kind of cardio, though." He smirks and I kiss him. "And now do me a favor, Sy and order a pizza. That lunch meat was delicious, but I'm still starving."

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#henry cavill #cavillry #henry cavill fandom #henry cavill fanfiction #captain syverson x reader #syverson #captain syverson #captain syverson fanfiction #captain syverson smut #syverson smut

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mangofetts · 4 years

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star wars filthy headcanons

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

din djarin

HUGE breeding kink. this man loves to fill you to the brim. every mandalorian learns from a young age about the resol’nare and he wants to fulfill his duty as best he can. on the subject of this, he cums a lot, like an unhealthy amount. this comes from the mando race in general.

big bondage fan. loves to use the binders on you or tie you up with rope. he uses the magnetic binders so he can pin your hands above you and keep them there without him constantly making sure they’re there. also helps him relax and make sure that you don’t make any moves to take off his helmet while he’s not paying attention (not that you would, but he likes to make sure). he also likes pinning you with his body. loves gagging you as well.

cum play. since his load is big, it doesn’t stay in you for long so he likes to go back in with his fingers and plug your cunt so no more comes out. he loves facials and/or cumming on your chest, belly, and thighs. something about that just drives him crazy, seeing you marked with him. he also scoops the cum up and feeds it to you or even rubs it into your skin like it’s oil for a massage (he’ll clean you up real good if he does that don’t worry ;))

gun play. he likes when you’re helpless under him with his blaster to your forehead as he tells you to not move or make any noise. there have beens times where he fucks you on his blaster and makes you suck all your juices off of it. HE ALWAYS MAKES SURE THE CHAMBER IS EMPTY AND THE SAFETY IS ON BEFORE HE DOES THIS. he does not want to hurt you unless you want it and he would never shoot you.

control and authority kink. he likes to have control over you. likes to pull your strings and make you do whatever he says. even better if you’re a brat, he’ll just have to be rougher with you.

a dom/sub relationship, with you being the sub most of the time. you guys use a lot of bdsm elements. you don’t call him any names in bed unless he wants you to. it’s either mando or din.

cockwarming!! he likes to make sure that his cum stays inside of you and he likes the feeling of you around him.

praise kink both ways. he likes to praise you for taking him so well, for listening to him. and he likes to be praised because he wants to know what he’s doing is good. he’s been deprived of praise since he was little (the mandalorians are proud of him, just never showed it) so he needs it when he’s with you.

paz vizsla

once again, huge breeding kink for the same reasons as din. he also just loves kids and would like to have his own clan instead of looking after other foundlings. he also cums an inhuman amount.

DADDY KINK. he loves being your daddy in bed, especially when you’re nice and desperate for him. this also has to do with the breeding kink, just all around big daddy vibes.

body worship. people are often afraid of him and he blames it on how big he is. sometimes he needs someone to tell him he’s not frightening. he loves doing to same for you, complimenting you endlessly if you need some pick-me-ups or if he’s just in the mood (which is literally all the time.

cockwarming. after filling you up, he likes to clean you up, and then put his soft cock back inside of you so his cum stays inside of you. will usually end up in morning sex.

praise kink. he LOVES being praised by you. telling him that he’s so good, that he’s absolutely beautiful, and that he’s strong makes him PREEN. he tries to return the favor by praising you, but he stammers and stutters it out because he’s not used to saying stuff like that out loud.

size kink. this man is 6’3”, almost 6’6” with his armor on. he loves smaller people because they’re tiny and fragile and he could just crush them in the palm of his hand. he is THICK. 100% GRASS FED BEEF MY GUY. big tiddies, big arms, big guy in general. he is very blessed under the belt, his cock is inhumanly big. he likes to hold you down and make you take it. likes to watch you take it too. if you want to drive him crazy, make it look like you are absolutely struggling to take him; any form of that will make him keen. tell him that his cock is too big for you, that’s he’s so big and that he’s going to split you in half. he will break you and you won’t be able to walk for days.

definitely a voyeur. he likes watching you pleasure yourself. he also likes being watched, even more than you’d think.

likes when you play hard to get. like he’s a predator and your his pray. alas you won’t run very far, his legs are longer than yours, but it’s what he does that makes it worth it.

boba fett

control kink, this is pretty obvious. notorious bounty hunter. he likes having complete control over you. this leads into his bondage kink.

bondage, also likes using the binders on you, no rope though, just the binders. he likes to watch you struggles and they make pretty bruises on your wrists and ankles.

likes to mark you up, make sure everyone knows that you’re his. he doesn’t want to lose his baby now does he? bites and bruises all over your body from his mouth, hands, and sometimes his boots if you’re into that.

spanking as well, he likes to make sure that you stay in your place. he doesn’t like a brat; he knows how to tame one though!!

gunplay FOR THE WIN. likes to hold the gun to your head while he fucks you, sometimes puts it in your mouth. he likes to fuck you with it and make you suck the barrel of it off. LIKE I SAID BEFORE HE MAKES SURE THAT THE CHAMBER IS EMPTY AND THAT THE SAFETY IS ONE. also likes using vibroblades on you too.

likes to slap and pull your hair.

HE CANNOT BE GENTLE AT THE BEGINNING OF YOUR RELATIONSHIP. you have to sit him down and explain/convince him to take some scenes slow. once he gets the hang of it he likes slow sex. likes to revel in the pleasure.

definitely likes to tease. he likes seeing you desperate. loves keeping you wrapped around his finger.

darth maul

breeding kink, he wants you to get pregnant SO BAD. he really wants kids of his own. he LOVES coming in you and plugging your cunt with a toy.

cockwarming. something about having his cock in you relaxes him immensely. he likes having you in his lap while he works and you sleep (or squirm).

likes to sub AND dom. he likes being fucked and fucking. ruling mandalore is hard and sometimes he needs to give someone else control. usually the scene is you fucking him with your cock, or you fucking him with your hole. either way is a great time for him.

likes to hurt you, but only if you like it. most of it is lightsaber play and knife play. he likes watching you scream and writhe under him. one time he used the saber to carve his initials on your thigh. another way he likes to hurt you is digging his sharp horns into your inner thigh while he’s eating you out. he likes watching you flinch away from him.

praise kink. he is not what people picture when they think of a handsome man. so whenever you praise him is a nice time for him.

MASTER KINK. he likes being called this, it’s like he has an apprentice even though palpatine told him he was incapable of having one.

likes collars and harnesses. he likes letting people know that you’re his. plus your chest looks amazing in those harnessses.

DIRTY TALK AND PET NAMES. this man is one smooth motherfucker. he’ll call you princess/prince, baby, kitten, darling, sweetheart. he will whisper dirty things to you, just to get you riled up.

kylo ren/ben solo

the biggest dom AND sub you will ever see. he likes being fucked and fucking.

pain kink, if he’s subbing, he likes when you pull his hair, cut him with his pocket knife, burn him with his own lightsaber, or even you stepping on his dick. not too hard, you don’t want to damage his goods, but hard enough for it to be slightly painful. the thrill of it all makes him blow his load HARD. if he has any open wounds he likes to press on them so more blood comes out + it’s painful. scenes like these usually end with a short trip to the medbay. if he’s domming he will not hurt you, not even superficially. most of the pain comes from him pulling your hair and pushing you to your knees harshly.

praise kink. after everything that’s happened, he definitely wants some soft loving sometimes. he likes giving and receiving praise!! although it takes him a bit to get the words out since he never says those things out loud anywhere else.

also kind of has a master kink, but prefers to hear his name over that.

he takes almost all of his stress out in your sessions so he’s nice a pliable after a good fuck or two.

aftercare is HIGH TIER. he has a nice bed, you like to stretch out on it while he gets you a glass of water and a warm wet towel to clean you up. usually some back rubs as well.

he loves being degraded. being told that his dick is too small, or that he’s a slut, or even that he’s nothing gets him going like nothing else. any insults you throw at him will be met with a groan or a keen if it’s especially mean.

can absolutely go more than one round. his stamina IS CRAZY.

these are off of the top of my head lol

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mello-jello · 3 years

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hi jello!! what about post timeskip levihan? commander hanji is working very hard and rarely, rarely sleeps (let alone eats and bathes properly. its worse than before now though.).

what if one time levi discovers hanji passed tf out due to sheer exhaustion in the most weird and random of places. he doesn’t want to wake them up bc hanji def needs the rest so he carries/tucks her into bed.🥺❤️

JAZZY thank you for the prompt! I kind of combined it with this one too:

Thank you, Anon!

Preview:

Hange gave a small laugh before saying, “Thank you Levi, I feel much better now.”

“Tch, you haven’t even done what we came here to do,” Levi scoffed.

Hange made a confused sound.

“Drop the dish.”

It had been 3 years since Shiganshina. Levi climbed into the carriage and sat across from Hange, who was still reading through her notes from the long and grueling meeting that lasted for the better part of the day. All the highest ranking military officials had been called to the capital to discuss Paradis’s best course of action. Queen historia was there, along with her staff, advisors, and of course Zackley. Levi had been to plenty of these meetings before, but this time was different in a bit of a distressing way.

Over the years, Levi had watched Erwin defend the scouts countless times. From questionable means of gathering information, to explaining away hundreds of lives lost, he always had an answer for everything and he always managed to leave with a favourable image. It was something Levi truly admired and even envied about Erwin.

But now he had been watching Hange flounder. She has indeed improved over the last 3 years, but she still doubts herself and while it might not be known to those around her, Levi can’t help but feel sympathetic to her situation. Today however, the other officials had been particularly ruthless.

“Take a break, Hange,” Levi ordered. Hange just sighed. Then her stomach growled. “Have you eaten today?”

“Uuuuuuuhhh,” Hange mused as she genuinely struggled to remember.

“Tch, there’s your answer,” Levi crossed his arms. The rest of the officials had a big dinner scheduled for tonight, but of course the Survey Corps got shafted and had to leave early in order to prepare. Hange met his eyes again with an exhausted look he was all too familiar with.

“How have you been sleeping?”

“Not great,” she admitted. Levi’s stomach sank. He had dealt with his own insomnia his whole life, but it seems worse on Hange. Perhaps it was the stark contrast from her former bubbly and loud personality. Hange pinched the bridge of her nose and let out another long sigh. Levi couldn’t help feeling inadequate and helpless. He rarely got himself to sleep, how could he help Hange?

Levi looked out the window at the setting sun when he got an idea. He realized what Hange had been neglecting while trying to be a good commander. Something that wasn’t just eating and sleeping. Something that was unique to Hange.

“Hange, there’s one more thing you need to do before we leave.”

Hange raised an eyebrow.

Levi told the driver to wait for them and escorted Hange to the dining hall.

“Levi, we were technically invited, but I don’t think showing up for food after we already said goodbye is a very good look for us,” Hange practically whispered.

Levi opened the doors and they were greeted with a sweet aroma of bread, appetizers, and whatever was going to be the main dish. Hange’s mouth watered. The long elegant table was decorated with ornate candles, beautiful china, crystal glasses, and there were 4 sets of cutlery for each place setting.

“Relax, they won’t be here just yet. They will all be busy getting dressed for dinner.”

Hange grabbed a bread roll and took a huge bite, not bothering to chew before she commented, “I never understood ‘dressing for dinner’ ugh. What’s the point?”

Levi was about to make a half hearted comment about how Hange could never fit in with “civilized” society, but he stopped himself when he saw she was eating and was a little bit more relaxed. He found a small plate of savoury looking appetizers and handed it to her. She immediately took one.

“MMM, Levi!” she exclaimed, pointing at the plate. She popped another in her mouth before saying, “you gotta try these!”

Levi put up a hand and said, “you enjoy.”

Hange enthusiastically cleared the whole platter in less than a minute, and Levi was watching her, endeared at the behaviour. He had missed this side of her. Despite how gross it was, there was a glimpse of the carefree Hange he once knew. A small hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Then Hange belched.

“Disgusting,” Levi waved the air in front of his nose.

Hange gave a small laugh before saying, “Thank you Levi, I feel much better now.”

“Tch, you haven’t even done what we came here to do,” Levi scoffed.

Hange made a confused sound.

“Drop the dish.”

Hange’s one eye widened as she processed what Levi was saying.

“C’mon, you need to blow off some steam. They were total assholes to you today, and for what? You didn’t know the exact amount of your food budget? And yet,” Levi gestured to the banquet. He then picked up a delicate looking wine glass. He held his arm outstretched, and loosened his grip, letting it crash to the ground. “Oops.”

A mischievous smile stretched across Hange’s lips. “Oops,” she mimicked Levi and let the empty platter fall to the floor, breaking into dozens of pieces. She slowly started to lap around the long luxurious set up, like a predator admiring her prey before pouncing.

“Right? And Nile, ugh, what a hypocrite! Giving me shit for not knowing about that small thing, belittling me in front of everyone,” Hange snapped a salad plate against the edge of the table. “It wasn’t too long ago when he would have been the first to admit he had no idea what the first interior squad were up to! We had to find out for ourselves. Erwin was almost hanged!” Hange kicked a chair over on its side.

“Yeah, fuck Nile,” Levi egged her on. He took a seat at the head of the table and started sipping from one of the water glasses.

“Is this his spot?”

Levi shrugged but Hange was already pouring out a glass of wine all over the white seat, staining it a deep crimson. Levi hid his delight behind another sip.

“And did you catch what he said at the end? ‘Some of us have wives to get home to’”, she imitated in a mocking tone as she casually pushed a platter of dumplings off the table. “Yeah, run home, Nile. Run home to Erwin’s SLOPPY SECONDS!”

Levi blew water out of his nose, and before he could react, Hange reached under the short side of the table and flipped it over, sending its contents hurtling across the room. Hange was elated at the result, laughing almost maniacally.

“Idiot,” Levi hissed, grabbing Hange’s wrist and leading her out the side door. He heard footsteps, and so he instinctively dove into nearby shrubbery, taking Hange down with him.

They hid in the bushes for minutes, Levi pressing his hand to suppress Hange’s uncontrollable laughter. It had been so long since she’d laughed like this. It was infectious and Levi might have actually laughed himself, were it not for the fear of getting caught. He had no problem telling the MPs where to shove it, but he didn’t want Hange to get in trouble. Her whole body was convulsing, and it was rattling the leaves around her. Levi used all his body weight to stop her jerky movements.

After about another minute of total silence, Hange tapped Levi’s arm, signalling to let go. He was hesitant, but he obliged. Hange drew a couple deep breaths, fanning herself, trying to calm down from laughing so hard. Levi was transfixed by the way the moonlight danced on her tear-stained face. They stared at each other for a moment before Hange snickered once more, causing Levi to cover her mouth yet again. “You’re impossible,” he said, pushing her head back down.

Once the coast was clear, they ran back to their carriage, hand in hand. Partly because Levi wanted Hange to keep up, and partly because it felt nice to hold her hand. They ducked their heads until they were off of the main roads. A few minutes later, Hange started giggling again.

“What?” Levi asked.

Hange bit her lip playfully as she reached into her coat and pulled out a bottle of expensive wine she must have swiped from the banquet.

Levi rolled his eyes, but couldn’t help his smile. She looked like a child that just got away with stealing more dessert. She looked joyful for the first time in a long time. She yanked out the cork and took a swig before offering the bottle to Levi. He graciously accepted and tasted the wine for himself. It was too sweet for his taste, but he couldn’t deny that it was spectacular.

“That’s nice,” he commented.

“Pfft! It tastes the same as the cheap stuff!” Hange scoffed as she took the bottle back. Any other time, Levi would have teased her and started an argument, but not today. He wanted to cherish this moment. He leaned over to look at the stars through his window. Not a bad ending to an otherwise terrible day.

After Shiganshina, he and Hange had lost so much. Their comrades, friends; life as they knew it had completely changed and they barely had a moment’s breather to come to grips with it all. Levi was unfortunately accustomed to it, but Hange wasn’t. Hange had been so strong through all of this and Levi wanted to find the right words to tell her. Maybe it was the exhaustion they both felt; maybe it was the close proximity, but for some reason, somehow, Levi felt a tiny bit of courage surge through his veins.

“Hey, Hange, I-”

When he turned to look at her, she was fast asleep, neck crooked as she cradled the bottle of wine. Levi smiled at her. She looked peaceful, like she was getting quality sleep. He took the bottle from her arms and gently maneuvered her to a more comfortable, lying down position. He removed his jacket and draped it over her, as a make-shift blanket.

“Goodnight, Four-Eyes,” he mumbled to himself and returned to his seat. Hange slept the whole way home. When they finally arrived in the southern barracks, Levi couldn’t bring himself to wake her up. He quickly ran their luggage up to their rooms, and came back for Hange.

Being as gentle as he could, he scooped up the commander and ignored the curious look he got from the carriage driver. She was taller than him, and her long limbs made the trek a little difficult, but he was determined. Her steady breaths tickled the skin of his neck.

He carried her up the winding staircase and into her quarters. He lowered her on the bed, careful not to go too fast. He cradled her head for a split second longer than he needed too. He took off her long boots one at a time, placing them silently on the floor at the end of the bed. He undid the top two buttons of her jacket and shirt, just for comfort. Then he pulled the blanket up to her chin, and tucked around the sides.

Finally, he removed her glasses and eyepatch, caressing the tender skin underneath. Placing them on her night stand, he got up to leave. The door hinge creaked as he opened it, and Hange stirred.

“Mmm Levi?” She called out.

Levi wasn’t sure if she was actually awake, or if she was sleep-talking. He was still deciding whether he should answer when she continued, “Thank you, Levi. For everything.”

“You too, Hange,” he spoke just above a whisper, as he closed her door.

#levihan #levihan fanfiction #fluff

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baka-monarch · 3 years

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Caught

Garden People Bench Trio au! :D

Trigger warning: getting burned on metal (idk what to call it-)

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Tommy sat on a rock at the edge of the koi pond, he kept his legs in the water kicking and splashing whenever the dark blue and white dewdrop would surface. It was a calm day so far, well, that and very hot and as a garden Tommy never really did well in heat which is why he chose to hang out with Ranboo today. He knew he could've gone into the human house with Tubbo, but he didn't really feel like growing a vine to get inside…. Actually, where was Tubbo? They usually came out to the garden by now-

A sudden splash cut off Tommy's thoughts. "If you're so hot then come into the water" Ranboo complained, only really his head poking out of the water.

"I'm not getting in that fucking death trap-" he glared down at his swimming freind. Gardens weren't really good at swimming, to the point that most would drown if they got into water, unlike dewdrops who were actually born in water. "Anyways- we're still waiting for Tubbo-" as if the name had summoned their third, Tubbo's hook suddenly appeared on the side of Tommy's rock, and soon after Tubbo was up too.

"Guys!!!" Tubbo yelled, his excitement evident on his face, even before he pulled his goggles off his golden face. "There's cinnamon rolls in the house!!"

"There's what?" Ranboo was quick to use some water to lift himself up and onto the rock with the two.

"Those weird pastry things the humans eat in the morning- right?" Tommy answered uncertainly.

"Exactly! And there's a whole tray just sitting on the counter!!" The Tinkerers exclaimed, bouncing from foot to foot with a boundless energy.

"Wait-" Tommy gasped. "Are we gonna- do you wanna-"

"Yes!"

"No, no we're not stealing them. We almost got caught last time we took food." Ranboo was quick to cut off the chaotic planning.

"Oh c'mon Boo, live a little- plus even if the humans do walk in we'll be fine" Tubbo smirked and summoned some electricity into his hands, the small bolts of lightning crackling in an endless static.

"Yeah big man, it's not like we're helpless" Tommy added, and to prove his point he made a little vine staircase off of the rock.

The dewdrop sighed. "Fine. But if one of you is caught I'm not saving you." As he started to climb down the vine he didn't see the two fist bumping behind him and quietly snickering. They knew Ranboo would never actually abandon them.

•••

It wasn't long before the trio was climbing some vines up to the window of the human house (courtesy of Tommy), the one that lead straight into the kitchen. Just as Tubbo had said, there was a metal tray filled with steaming cinnamon rolls just sitting unsupervised on the counter. All three of the kids' mouths started watering at the scent of freshly baked pastries.

"Now do you understand why we should take them?" Tubbo smirked up at Ranboo, noticing his wide hungry eyes.

"I'll admit… it smells really good…" Said dewdrop licked their lips as they looked at what had to be hundreds of huge sweets that no one was guarding.

"Let's dig in!!!!" Tommy shouted, and ran forward without thinking. He grabbed the edge of the tray to jump over the edge, but started screaming in pain as soon as he was touching it- and now he wished he hadn't already jumped as he crumpled into the hot tray, feeling the metal burning his white skin.

"TOMMY!!!!" Both Ranboo and Tubbo shouted at the same time as they ran forward to help him. Ranboo carefully reached over the edge of the tray to pick Tommy up since he was taller making them whimper and squirm since being touched hurt, and at the same time Tubbo tapped the edge a few times.

"Shit that's hot-" The tinkerer pulled his hand back. "It must've just come out of the oven…" Tubbo mumbled to himself while their tallest fretted over their burned friend.

"Tommy? Tommy, are you okay?" Ranboo gently held Tommy as he noticed their face twisted in pain and leaking tears.

"N- no I'm fuc- fucking not" Tommy rasped out, "I- I fe- feel like I'm on fire" he squirmed a bit, wanting to be put down, but Ranboo tightened his grip, knowing that Tommy wouldn't be able to walk like this.

"Let's get him to the pond to cool off" Ranboo nodded down at Tubbo as they spoke.

"Do you think you can handle it?" Ranboo asked Tommy who nodded weakly. Tommy's eyebrows knit together in concentration as he tried to make a vine to get out, but lost all power he had part of the way through and almost passed out.

"To- too hurt…" He explained. To do anything with plants Tommy had to concentrate, and right now all he could focus on was the burning all over his body.

"It's alright… Tubbo, do you have your hook?" Ranboo asked the shortest.

"Yeah but he can't climb down it like that-" He started to explain but cut himself off halfway through as he got an idea. Tubbo attached his hook to the counter's edge and started climbing down. "When I get to the bottom, tie the string around him and lower him down to me." He told Ranboo, and didn't wait for them to nod as he slid down.

Ranboo watched over the edge, and as soon as Tubbo let go of the string he pulled it up. The dewdrop waisted no time in tying the string around Tommy. "Tommy, try not to move, I'm going to lower you now but please please please, don't do something that might untie the knot" Tommy only gave a quiet hum to acknowledge he had heard. Ranboo took the answer and slowly started to lower Tommy down to Tubbo.

As bad luck would have it, it was at that moment that they heard the tell tale sound of loud booming footsteps approaching. Human footsteps.

"Hurry up!" Tubbo yelled up, while now nervously glancing to the door.

"I'm going I'm go-" He started to respond but cut himself off as he accidentally dropped the string and had to leap forward to grab it.

"..... What the…" A new voice came from the direction of the door. Both garden people paled, knowing what- or really- who it must be. Slowly Ranboo turned his head to look up and up and up, into the green eyes of one of the humans.

Tubbo was the first to start screaming, and Ranboo quickly joined, while Tommy just squirmed uncomfortably from his perch, the sound was very annoying.

"Woah woah woah, hey it's okay it's okay" The human lifted their hands in surrender and crouched down so they wouldn't be so tall. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"Liar!" Tubbo yelled, and summoned some electricity making the human go wide eyed.

"I promise I'm telling the truth- please calm down-" The human said.

"Oh sure," Tubbo rolled his eyes. "we'll calm down and totally let you kidnap us." He stated sarcastically, still holding a ball of electrical charge.

"Look I'm sorry I startled you- can you please just put down the lightning?" They scooted back a bit, and Ranboo could see the slight fear in the humans eyes.

"Why? So you can grab us with your big meat hands?" Tubbo made the electrical ball larger.

"Wait Tubbo-" Ranby called down, hoping to at least deescalate the situation. "If he wanted to do that, wouldn't he have done it already?"

"Wha- but- Ranboo, you can't seriously be…" Tubbo started but looked up to see Ranboo's face and understood what thet meant. He got rid of the electricity, he could resummon it to tazer the human at any time anyways.

"Thank you…" the human let out a breath of relief. "Sooo…." They started but didn't continue- what were they supposed to say? 'Hey we thought tiny people lived here so you don't need to be scared?' No, that'd end horribly. "Need help?" They said instead, noticing the situation with the white one.

"No."

"Yes." Ranboo answered at the same time as Tubbo, which confused the human.

"Which is it…?"

"Yes, could you please help us." Ranboo was quick to respond before Tubbo could refuse. This may be a dumb idea- but they really needed to get Tommy to the pond quickly, or at least get an adult's help quickly. Ranboo didn't know what getting burned all over their body would do to Tommy, and if the human could get them out to the garden where they could get answers quicker, then he'd risk it.

"I assume you want me to get them down?" Ranboo nodded, and glanced down to see Tubbo had his arms crossed and was pouting. "Can I come closer?"

"...sure" Ranboo said hesitantly. "But please go once you're done." The human nodded, and slowly scooted closer. They were very gentle and careful, as they cupped their hands under Tommy and gently set him down next to Tubbo. As promised, the human backed away once done.

Ranboo waited a few minutes to make sure the human wouldn't come back over before he grabbed the string again and slid down to the floor next to Tubbo. The dewdrop picked up Tommy again, only getting a small squirm of protest from Tommy at the action. While Ranboo did that, Tubbo grabbed the string and pulled his hook down.

"Would you want some aloe vera?" The human's voice suddenly rang out in the silence.

"What th fuck is an aloe vera?" Tubbo had watched the humans and watched human tv several times before, but he had yet to hear of that human thing.

"It's a gel that uhm helps with burns" He explained, looking at Tommy a little worried.

"That'd be nice, thanks" Ranboo said, and got a mod in return before the human stood and left to get some.

"What are you doing!?" Tubbo asked Ranboo once they were gone.

"Letting them help us?" The dewdrop was a little confused about why Tubbo was mad.

"Yeah- but it could be an act! What if they're just waiting to catch us later-"

"Why would they do that?"

"Because that's what humans do!!! Well, unless I electricute them-"

"Tubbo don't- can't you tell they're actually helping? That they're actually worried?"

"Yeah, but humans lie-"

"If he really wanted to catch us, don't you think he would've done it, don't you think if he wanted to he would've just run away with Tommy in his hands." Tubbo went quiet for a long time as he mulled that over in his mind- even if he had electricuted them while they had Tommy, it would've hurt Tommy… and he knew humans were smart enough to know that Tubbo wouldn't risk hurting Tommy.

"Oh….."

"Here-" the human was finally back, carefully carrying a thimble. "I have it- uhm, how do you want me to give it to you?"

"Just put it down there, and we can get it." Ranboo smiled up at the human as they followed his instructions.

"Okay, well, be safe" The human gave an awkward small wave before leaving. Tubbo waited a few minutes to make sure they were gone before he walked over and grabbed the thimble that was full of a green goop that reminded him of Charlie.

"Let's get out of here before another one comes-" Ranboo nodded, and they both ran out of the human house carrying Tommy.

If later Tubbo found a cinnamon roll in front of one of his holes and took it to Tommy and Ranboo later, none of the adults had to know where he got it.

Mcyt g/t list:

@trashpumped @lorie-the-little-ghost @encaos @i-am-a-weeb @wyforyu-gaming @shy-septic-dragon @5unfl0writ3r @colorfulsiren @moonmwah @iwasgoingtohellanyways @echoslime @wilbur-simp @trouble-off-grid @lilsyxx @smogs-0

#mcyt g/t #mcytg/t #garden people bench trio #tiny!tommy #tiny!tubbo #tiny!ranboo #g/t dream

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corysmiles · 3 years

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This ones gonna be more an au idea in bullet point format then a list of hcs. Still no pressure to add on right now but maybe we can do more with the idea when your feeling better? ❤❤❤

• Technos a famous fighter, no one has managed to truley beat him in a fight. Technoblade never dies! He gets ""challenged"" to go to this far off land by some people who really just don't expect him to survive, there's giant monsters there Techno will die for sure!

• Techno takes the challenge and goes to the place they indicated, ready to test himself against some giants. And he finds some pretty easily! Giant zombies, ranging from 15-20 ft tall and surprisingly fast for their size. He manages to kill them all before he gets beat up too badly.

• Then he finds a cottage, the door is at least 100 ft tall. This creates two questions. One, Techno was told all creatures out here were monsters like zombies. Who the hell built this? Two, those zombies were 20 ft tall at most. Why is this place so much bigger? Not willing to admit hes intimidated, he finds a hole in the wall and sneaks inside.

• Inside, he finds very human hybrid looking giants that match the size of the building. Theyre HUGE compared to those zombies. Two of them, one a phantom hybrid the other a moth hybrid, are staring out the window facing where Techno just came from. One comments about loosing sight of that tiny thing that was beating up those baby zombies, wondering where it got off to.

• those were BABIES?

• Techno tries to excape after observing these giants a few more hours, realizing that this is just a family of people and not warriors or mindless monsters. Another one appeared eventually, the biggest of all of them and clearly the parent if not the eldest brother. A bird hybrid. But when Techno tries to leave, he finds the hole he came in through has been blocked by debris that blew over and was too big for him to move. Hes stuck in the house.

• Hes acknowledged these giants as not deserving an attack (assuming he can even beat them, the chat reminds him unhelpful) but they absolutely might try to eat him or keep him trapped if they see him. So Techno basically has to survive as a human borrower in this house until the opportunity to escape presents itself.

• This au would eventually end with Techno getting caught and basically being adopted into the family, but with some hurt/comfort, accidental fearplay, and other such fun things first. But I just wanted an au where all of sbi was giants EXCEPT Techno.

Omg I love this au so much you’re brain is so wonderful (and I’m still very sorry about the mixup I hope you know I appreciate everything you send me)

Also I’m gonna call this the giant house AU :]

Once techno found out he was trapped in the house he’d be constantly preparing for a fight. He would never start it but he worried about getting caught. He was a good fighter but those giants could squish him with one hand

Wilbur was the first to catch Techno again when he saw him run into the wall. He quickly realized it was the zombie killer from before and decided he liked the little guy. Although his ways of trying to catch Techno so he could properly meet the tiny were...scary.

Techno wasn’t used to feeling so helpless. He was the strongest fighter possibly in the world, but there in that house with those giants...if anything happened he wouldn’t be able to protect himself. He just tried not to think about it often

When he first noticed one of the giants was trying to trap him he almost gave up right then and there. Laying on the counter he usually walked around a small trail of bread lead to a cup held up by a string. Obviously he didn’t fall for it but...knowing one of them was trying to catch him was terrifying. Meanwhile, Wilbur was just sad the little person didn’t take any of the bread

Techno ended up making his semi-permanent residence in the walls of the tallest giant’s room. The blonde winged giant was the quietest and his calm demeanour left Techno feeling a lot safer than the others did. He had to keep reminding himself though that do the giant ever did find him he’d probably be dead...

Every day Techno went back to the hole he had entered through to see if he could escape. He didn’t know why it just wouldn’t budge until one day he managed to brake a little bit of the debris off and was immediately covered in soft snow... The snow covered the entire hole he had gotten in through and since it was winter he doubted he’d be able to escape any time soon. He just hoped the giants didn’t get hungrier in the winter.

#giant house AU #mcyt gt #mcyt g/t #t!techno #g!wilbur #g!tommy #g!philza #anon ask #corywrites

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years

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Single-Parent!Headcanons

Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, and Bakugo Katsuki

A/N: Inspired by y’all. Enjoy <3

Warnings: fluff overload? one tiny curse word

Kirishima Eijirou:

the day his son was born was both the worst and best day of his life

his wife died upon delivery and he almost fainted when he heard the news, bakugo caught him before he could hit the floor

it took him 24 hours before he could gather the courage to go to the nursery and see his baby. he thought he wouldn’t be able to stomach the reminder of losing the love of his life

but when he held the small boy, who instantly nuzzled into his father’s chest, sighing with relief, kirishima was hooked for life

he just continued to hold his son into his chest and cry until he couldn’t anymore

from that day on, he swore he’d be the best parent he could be for his wife and his child’s sake

bc kiri is such a youthful and loving person, taking care of his son was easy, fun, and rewarding

ofc there were hard days, but it was all worth it when his baby would wake up with an adorable laugh, smiling up at him like he was his entire world

they’re two peas in a pod

he and his son are just the cutest pair

he takes his son everywhere, strapping him on his chest with a baby carrier

you bet your ass he’s taken him on (a safe) patrol around the block

kirishima is the kind of dad that puts his kid in a laundry basket, sits them in front of the tv, and acts out rollercoaster sounds

he lives for that loud laugh of his son’s

blows raspberries into the kid’s stomach whenever he starts getting cranky

his son’s first word was “manly” and kirishima spent the entire day bothering the bakusquad about it

everyone has 12 different copies of the video—y’know...just in case

when he takes his first steps, kiri’s swinging him around the house and giving him so many kisses on his chubby cheeks

when he saw his son had one spiky tooth growing in, he almost drowned from the cuteness

the kid gets himself into a lot of trouble tho. he’s always crawling towards the edge of something and putting his hand in things that could totally cut it off. kiri has a heart attack at least once a week

calls him, “son” “bud” and “buddy”

I hc that even though he’s lively around his dad, his son is very shy with new people and in new environments so school is kind of tough for him

but kirishima is always understanding of his troubles and tries his best to let him know that as long as he’s his son, he’ll always be his biggest supporter

if that doesn’t work, they go buy their fav meats and have a random bbq (kirishima just looks like the bbq dad™️ lmao). that always seems to do the trick

when his son enrolls in U.A., he’s there with a banner, his fav meat, and a bunch of tears when he sends him off

his son wears their matching crocs only to cheer up his dad. nothing else

aka he lowkey likes them but you didn’t hear that from me!

kirishima always has the urge to ft his kid, like, every hour. but he won’t bc he knows he’s busy training to be a hero

but he does send him uplifting snapchat videos from time to time

his son still wonders how in the world his dad even knows about snapchat

he makes sure nobody knows about this

when his son calls him about his insecurities, comparing himself to his classmates, kirishima is right there to lift him up. he also dealed with those same issues and tells his son that even on his worst days, he’s strong for just facing the day and he needs to believe in himself before others can believe in him

the next day, the bakusquad is watching the tournament together

kirishima has manly tears in his eyes as his little boy places second place in the sports festival

bakugo is threatening to kill him if he ruins his shirt

Kaminari Denki:

denki becomes a dad from adopting a pair of four year old twins (one boy, one girl) that were left homeless and without parents after a villain attack

he kinda knew the parents from hero work and felt it was an obligation to at least make sure their children were okay

he wasn’t planning on necessarily adopting them. he was young and inexperienced with children. how could someone like him raise a kid when he could barely raise himself?

but after two visits to the orphanage and seeing how miserable they looked, he couldn’t leave the building without signing the papers

the transition was awkward. the twins were not only traumatized, but distrusting and scared. they didn’t really know kaminari and now he was suddenly their adoptive parent

kaminari tried everything from ice cream, to late night movie snacks, to hide n seek to get them to relax but it wouldn’t work

he almost gave up hope, and thought maybe it was a better idea to take them back to the orphanage. but that was before the night he woke up to them crawling into his bed, scared from the thunder storm that rumbled on outside

kaminari froze, scared that he’d frighten them away with any sudden movement, but he soon relaxed and hugged them close to his chest when they snuggled into his sides. he sleeps with a peaceful mind that night

although, he’s awoken to them bawling their eyes out over the nightmares they had. he panics but takes comfort in how they still grip to his shirt, face in his chest, seeking his comfort

therapy becomes a regular thing after that

kaminari finds more focus in his life

and as those helpful sessions go on, kaminari finds the twins beginning to open up more and more

they all sleep together now bc cuddle piles always scare the bad dreams away

the boy starts asking for kaminari to help him pick out his outfits

and the girl starts asking him about his quirk

it’s small things like that that lead up to things like this:

they’re in the midst of playing tickle monster when they scream with laughter, “stop! stop, daddy, you caught us!”

the twins stare at him in confusion (and slight worry) when he scoops them up and cries like he broke his leg or something

they got two huge scoops of ice cream that night so they don’t question it

dad jokes are a must

he wears typical dad outfits like hawaiian shirts, cargo shorts, and flip flops

he calls them his “little rockstars” and yes, it’s still embarrassing

kaminari is a playful dad who doesn’t really take things too seriously

his children are always laughing at his dumb jokes and are never afraid to talk to him about anything that crosses their minds

although, they won’t talk to him about love interests bc he likes to play match maker

the last time his daughter told him about some girl she was crushing on, she found out she left her a personally signed chargebolt poster for the girl in her name

kaminari called it a little boost in spirit

her brother found it funny

she was horrified

kaminari swears up and down he’s the cool dad. his kids think otherwise, but their friends LOVE how much of a jokester he is. and he lets them stay up at sleepovers

plus, he’s literally chargebolt

how could they not love him?

denki has a little trouble being serious when he needs to be, but he has good kids so it’s not that much of a problem

there was that one time his son tried to help him during a villain attack. even though kaminari ordered him to get to safety, he didn’t and ended up getting hurt

the twins had never seen their father so angry. it was kind of scary. however, in the next moment, he gathered them up in a big hug and made them swear not to scare him like that again

overall, kaminari is the sweet, fun loving, dad that everyone wishes they had

Bakugo Katsuki:

katsuki became a father the day he found a baby and a note at his doorstep

the note read: “surprise! you’re a dad. i gave you all the legal rights, but you can place her up for adoption if you want.”

least to say, bakugo was pissed

he was even more pissed at himself for getting someone so cold and unloving pregnant

however, he decides to put the baby up for adoption. he cant take care of a baby! he’s at the height of his career. he can basically taste the number one hero spot on his tongue

he’s dead set w the decision, but as he stands outside of the orphanage, he freezes. he just can’t move

bakugo looks down at his daughter as she opens her eyes for the first time. he sees an identical pair of red eyes that make his chest tight with a feeling he hasn’t experienced in a long time

he turns back around and heads back home. it’s easily the best decision he’s ever made in his life

ngl though, growing into the dad role for bakugo was tough

before the girl, he only ever had to think of himself. he was still used to doing everything on his own time and for his own benefit. so being forced to put 100% of his attention to a small helpless human being was not easy

katsuki admits that the first couple of years weren’t his proudest. he was still short tempered, angry with the world, and frustrated bc he felt like his life was ruined

one time, the frustration and sleep deprivation would hit him all at once and he’d just start going off at the baby to just “shut the hell up!” before breaking down and crying with her

it was a dark moment for him, and yet, even after that, his little girl still curled up in his arms to rest when the tears tired her out

it had been a while since he felt unconditional love like that, and so he decided to change for the baby’s sake

you cant tell me that little girl isn’t spoiled rotten

bakugo is a hardass, but he’s all bark no bite. no matter what, he just can’t resist his little girl’s puppy dog eyes

he’s a girl dad to the t

yes he played the princess that needed saving from the big bad dragon. what about it?

his daughter is a firecracker. she started sassing him as soon as she could gargle

he pretends he hates it but his daughter is lowkey funny asl

they go at it when they fight. bakugo’s learned to be a little more patient, but he still has a bit of a temper and it doesn’t mix well when his mini-me has the same explosive anger

is the kind of dad that says sorry by asking her what she wants for dinner

they totally talk mess about other heroes together. he ignores the fact that she admires deku as long as she keeps it to herself

emotional talks are...awkward, but he forces himself through it

she finds it embarrassing (yet oddly endearing) that he got kicked out of a PTA club meeting for threatening to light up some mom for saying the art program didn’t matter

his daughter absolutely won’t talk to him about potential love interests unless she wants them coming up missing

bakugo won’t admit to watching baby videos of his daughter when he sends her off to U.A. and no, he didn’t cry, he got dust in his eye

doesn’t bother her too much, but jumps for his phone when he hears her ringtone

kirishima says he getting soft, but that’s just his little princess

#I had wayyyyy to much fun doing this #all my uwus just BURST out of my heart #imma make my rounds with the other characters soon enough #just something little to warm myself up #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #bakugo katsuki #kaminari denki #kirishima eijirou #bnha parent!hcs #bnha single dad’s club tbh #domestic bnha #they cute or whatever #also adoption literally doesnt work like how I wrote it. like #at all #but yall knew that #okay im done #come get yall’s juice

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seodami · 3 years

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Dearest treasure | KTH

Summary: Every kid in town was afraid of Kang Taehyun, the old -slightly creepy- man living alone for years and years in the same run down house. Every night he would go into his backyard with a shovel and dig a hole into the earth. No one knows why and there are kids rumouring about him burying people. Jungwon was a bright kid, wanting to find out the truth behind this widely spread rumour for a school project. And what he found out would change his life forever.

Genre: fluff, angst, flashbacks, story of life, snippets of life, tiny bit humour

Warning: old Taehyun, mention of death, mention of suicide/suicidal thoughts, death

Word count: 10152 (all 3 parts together)

Pairing: Kang Taehyun x reader, (Yang Jungwon)

Note: Wow okay so this story took me a while to write and I listened to hours of das music to finish this🥺 this was honestly an emotional rollercoaster. But I’m so glad it’s finally finished so I can post it on here yayyy!!! I hope you like it an enjoooyy (please tell me if you cried I would really appreciate your responses haha bc I did)

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2021

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Hueningkai, happy birthday to youuuu...” the crowd gathered in the small kitchen around said birthday boy, singing more or less in unison, while some were eagerly hitting his back, hoping he would finally blew out the 18 candles on top of the colourful decorated cake. Yeonjun, one of his friends managed to sweep some of the delicious cake frosting onto his finger just to smear it right across the now 18 year old boy’s cheek.

Taehyun let out a loud laugh, holding their other friend Beomgyu back from joining in on the incoming chaotic frosting war. It was far too crowded in this hot tiny kitchen for having at least 20 people smearing each other’s faces and ruining their make up. It was like everyone was going wild, letting free their stress and problems of the day.

It wasn’t until Taehyun himself felt something wet and extremely cake scented against his own cheek - and due to his rapid motion - also on his lips. His eyes met yours for the first time that moment. And he swears, his heart must have felt extremely sporty this exact moment because it started racing like crazy when he saw that adorable cheeky grin sneaking on your face, eyes moving swiftly down to his lips, where the frosting had been put, before going back to his eyes again. There was a mischievous glint in your eyes, which immediately pulled him into a ban. It fascinated him too much to look away.

He didn’t know how long you were just silently teasing each other, but the next moment he wasn’t holding onto Beomgyu’s arm anymore. He sweeped up some frosting himself on his index finger, deeply digging into the cake, and before you could even realize what was going to happen, there was already a big fat purple trail of frosting from your cheek up to your nose. Taehyun playfully laughed at his creation, trying to get away from you as fast as possible as soon as he saw your determination in your face. Oh you were so not gonna lose to this boy.

You chased each other laughing around the kitchen, the connection strangely already built, even though none of you could explain how or why. It was just there, like a spark in the dark. You managed to find the perfect opportunity to sneak up behind him, looking searching into the crowd, and slap some more frosting right on his other cheek. Taehyun let out a surprised squeal, with one swift motion he had already turned around to look at your big lively eyes. The blonde boy could only laugh in disbelief, seeing you burst out into a fit of giggles. Taehyun didn’t see the intense stare from his now 18 year old friend in his back, nor did he see how your heart skipped a beat when you took a glance at him.

It wasn’t his intention to only talk to you this long evening. It wasn’t his intention to ruin Hueningkais mood because he kept his crush away from him. And it most definitely wasn’t his intention to fall for you and your witty charm so quickly. But let’s be honest, life wasn’t made to be perfect. It was made to be full of surprises and colourful like a big bag of candy. You never knew what you would get.

2022

Your first kiss happened on a random Thursday evening. When you decided to tag along a few of his friends to a camping trip, Taehyun knew that would be his downfall. When you two first met at Hueningkais birthday party almost a year ago, he didn’t knew about his younger friends huge crush on you. Quite honestly, he felt horrible for what happened at this day. And he felt even worse about the feelings he was secretly harvesting for you.

When his friend Soobin told him about the youngest misery, the first thing Taehyun did was rushing to Kais house and apologise for not knowing. He could see that day how his previous actions were burdening his friend, even though he tried to hide it, they were crushing his happy self down. And Taehyun swore to himself after this day, that he would never ever want any person to change just because of his behaviour. He wanted Hueningkai to always be this bright, cheerful, innocent boy he knew and everyone adored. And what was even more important to him: he swore to never let a girl go between any of their friendships. And if you were important to Kai, Taehyun wholeheartedly meant to step back and let his brother-like friend find his happiness. He really meant it.

But it had to come differently. Taehyun tried a whole year not to come into contact with you. He tried to not be present at the same events as you, he tried not to answer your friendly ‘hey’ messages at midnight and he tried to avoid your eyes whenever you walked past each other. But how could he be prepared for this camping trip- 24 hours a day with you in close proximity. It was a challenge set to fail at the very beginning. And he knew it.

It was visible for everyone that you saw Hyuka as just a friend. You didn’t have the sparkle in your eyes like you did when you looked at the blonde boy and you didn’t searched his eyes in a crowd of peoples. You always looked for Taehyuns eyes. Not for Hueningkais. But how could anyone resent him to not realize after having a crush on you for already over 5 years. Yet nobody dared to tell him. They didn’t want him to be hurt.

But this one evening was different. Taehyun could have run away. He could have. But he didn’t when you approached him sitting alone on a small cliff, the warm sea water flowing peacefully and steadily under their feet. His face was turned slightly upwards towards the disappearing sun. It was still warm and humid. You silently sat down next to him, only a few centimetres apart. It was too close for his liking. He could smell your scented hair and see the little redness on your cheeks from the shining sun just hours before. He could see your pink lips moisturised and glistening as your tongue glided against the flesh. You were way too close and it made him anxious.

He could have just left or stared blankly ahead of him but you made it so hard for him to not to fall into a comfortable and excited flow of talking. And before he knew, the both of you talked and laughed together, shoulder against shoulder, thighs brushing against each other here and there. Anyone could have seen the chemistry between the two of you. The sparks were almost flying a mile away.

Soon, Taehyuns nervous glances behind his back stopped as darkness rolled over you and the only thing he could see was you in front of him in the soft light of the moon. Your face was so close. Your lips were just there. Just for him. And not a split second before the thought had gotten into his mind, you closed the small gap between you two.

He didn’t knew what had gotten into him that exact moment. He knew it was so wrong, yet it was so right. It happened so quick- your lips against his- maybe he even imagined it but the tingling against his own lips afterwards pulled him back into reality. He goddamn kissed his brothers crush and now he had to live with the consequences. And he was so afraid.

2023

A year later, everything seemed going in every thinkable direction. Yet, it went all differently than he thought. A lot had happened after that first kiss of yours. It wasn’t very difficult for your friends to figure out the whole situation and set together all the puzzle pieces. Soon they all knew about you two. It didn’t made any sense to stay away from each other when you two obviously were head over heels for each other. You tried hiding your blooming relationship but was it really an option to begin with?

The moment Taehyun dreaded more than anything else, was Kai finding out. And of course he did. When he saw you two coincidentally at the ice cream parlour, trying each other’s flavours, your head laying on his shoulder, he knew. Deep down he knew it before and deep down he was understanding that he never could be in Taehyuns shoes. He always felt like he was lacking, comparing himself to his best friends. It was like a heavy punch inside his abdomen, maybe also in his face. And when Taehyun turned around, meeting Hueningkais teary, hurt eyes, he felt like crying himself. He felt so much worse than he thought he would. He felt so useless, like the worst person alive. He broke his best friend. And he suddenly wanted to turn back time to Kais 18th birthday party and wished he never smeared that cake onto your face.

It was a tough time afterwards. You never knew about Kais crush on you, so it left you feeling utterly helpless. You wanted to help somehow but just made it worse. Taehyuns friendship with Kai also was severely damaged and you felt it was just because of you. To say the least, you both felt horrible. But could you really if you both just followed your heart?

It took a while but for Taehyun it was every second worth the wait when Hueningkai came to talk to him. It was a long heartfelt conversation filled with tears, apologies, forgiveness and lots of hugs. Taehyun felt deeply thankful towards his friend. Kai knew he couldn’t hold his friends happiness away from him. He knew a girl who didn’t want him wasn’t worth losing one of his dearest and closest friends. He knew his feelings for you soon or later would disappear. It just took some time.

And it indeed got better for all of you. Him and Kai were as close as before if not even closer and between you and Taehyun was nothing but love. Taehyun had never felt such feelings this strong for anyone else before. Not even his eleven year older babysitter he had a crush on when he was 7 years old for whom he waited anxiously every time his parents went out. Taehyun felt absolutely great being with you. He loved the way your conversations flowed so well and he loved the way you always supported each other. He didn’t know much about relationships in the first place since you were his first real girlfriend but somehow he knew this was just right and just healthy. You just clicked.

2026

Taehyun was 24 and you were 23 when your first break up happened. It wasn’t out of hatred or jealousy like other couples may go through, no, it was because you both decided to. It was the best move at that moment, thinking that a long distance relationship over half the globe couldn’t work anymore. It worked for a year since you left for France to work. It was a good paid job in just the right place for you and you loved it. But you hated being so far away from Taehyun.

Your relationship was amazing. It was like living on fluffy clouds, always high with the feeling of euphoria and glee. But there had to be low points as well. The sky wasn’t always full of clouds. Sometimes you had to jump off to come into touch with reality. And this was such a moment.

However, nobody would have thought that sometimes these decisions we make and find so hard to make, exactly these were the worse decisions. Taehyun felt like he was a hollow porcelain figure. He felt so lonely even though you still were parted by the ocean. And somehow he felt less lonely before the split. Now he felt like you took his heart with you. And the only person who could save him from drowning was you.

It only took him half a year- 6 months- to realize that he made the worst decisions in his life. Hueningkai, who had long lost feelings for you and now was in a happy relationship himself, literally beat some sense into his hollow brain. He couldn’t just lose you like that. And it took him only one kick to pack his bag and take the next plane towards France. Towards you.

To say the least, you were utterly shocked to see your (ex)boyfriend sit in front of the wooden door of your small apartment. His eyes weren’t sparkling like they did all these years before. And his hair had grown a bit- it was now black again. Seeing you again was like a spark of hope inside of him. He wanted to make it good again. He was determined to get you back, no matter how hard a long distance relationship might be. It was worth for him now, he learned that the hard way.

You pulled him up and inside your tiny flat. It felt so familiar touching him, yet it seemed so long ago. But you missed it…him. Before any words were shared, Taehyun pulled you into a bone crushing hug. You felt like crying, finally being with the person you loved the most. All your surpressed feelings came crashing back to you again. And you wanted to never let him go again. Hugging him felt like coming home again after a long trip. And something in this hug brought you reassurance that your story together wasn’t over yet. There would need to be much more difficult obstacles than an ocean between the two of you to part you.

2027

You cried. You bawled your eyes out. As much and hard as you possibly could. Taehyuns arms pressed you further into his firm chest, grabbing the fabric of his blue hoodie. Large wet spots were now found on top of it. The small plastic stick in Taehyuns hands felt heavy and cold. He couldn’t quite grasp this particular situation, being lost in his own train of thoughts. He was shell shocked. You on the other hand were emotionally on the furthest end. Not only were your hands shaking uncontrollably, but your whole face by now was sticky from all your endless flowing tears.

“It’s allright sunshine. We can do that. It’s just a surprise, not the end of the world, okay?” The 24 year old mans voice wasn’t as stable as he hoped it to be but it had the right effect on you anyways. Your big eyes saw his blurry face in front of you. A sob escaped your mouth. He gave you the sweetest smile, gently tapping away your heavy tears.

“I’m afraid, Taehyun…” your hoarse voice almost sounded as quiet as a breeze, you weren’t sure if he even heard it. But the man simply put his forehead against yours, patting your hair in the back with the utmost care. You could feel him nod slightly, being able to see the fear in his own eyes.

“I know baby, me too… but we can do this together. Really. You are not alone in this.” It was almost like a promise, telling you he never would leave your side. Not even when you would look like a bloated whale with calve and back pain. Not even when in less than 9 months you both would enter a totally different path in life. But you would do it together. And that was what calmed you down the most. With him you were never alone.

2029

When his big sparkling eyes met your elegant white figure, he couldn’t help but let a tear slip past his normally controlled face. No one could blame him. It was such a touching moment in every persons life being able to see their partner in front of the altar with their hand in their own. And when he saw that big bright smile on your lips, muttering the soft ‘I do’ in his ears full of confidence, he knew that life went just the right way. He suddenly believed in fate and soulmates and true love. Because when he looked at your eyes, he saw his future. Not only his past and present but all the other precious moments to come.

Your path up until this moment wasn’t easy and you both knew that. The pregnancy had been a tough one for you, containing dozens of sleepless nights, horrible mood swings and a 34 hour long birth. Taehyun still could remember the day his daughter was born as well as his own name. He still felt your squeezing hand, he still heard your painful screams and most importantly, he still remembers holding and seeing the baby for the first time, setting free emotions even he didn’t knew he had. It was a new world for both of you. But you regretted absolutely nothing.

And when he could finally lay his lips on top of yours, the priest declaring you his wife, he couldn’t hear his friends and families cheers and whistles. He could only really see you and his little daughter in her grandfathers arms.

2032

“Daddy hurry up. I want to play.” The small yet loud voice of Taehee, your first born daughter, boomed through the empty halls. Nothing adorned the blank walls yet and the only color he could see besides white, was the brown of the many carton boxes standing around on the floor. A satisfying feeling made itself known inside of the young father. The new keys pressed cooling against his palm. It was both of your hard work that enabled you to finally settle down and buy your first real house together. And it felt exhilarating.

“Soon bunny, we will first make some space here, alright? It may takes some time though. You can help me.” He offered the tiny girl his hand, which she immediately grabbed. While grinning from ear to ear, ponytails bobbing up and down, she looked way too much alike her mother. Even the way they laugh reminded him of her. Only the big innocent eyes showed him that indeed she was his child, glistening with the same amount of curiosity as his always did.

“When is mummy coming back? I want to see my little brother again. He was so cute.” The man smiled fondly at the girl in his hand and mentioned her to sit down onto the wooden floor. “They are coming this evening. They still need to rest a bit in the hospital until they can come home. But in the meantime we are gonna start unpacking and make a nice cosy dinner for mummy, how does that sound?” The girl nodded again, this time more excited at the mention of her new little brother and mother coming home. You were both over the moon when you found out about your second pregnancy. Unlike the first time, it was a happy memory free from all your doubts and fears. You already went through the first one so it showed to be a lot easier the second time. Yet it was just exhilarating as the first one, Taehyun finally found his loved ones and he would never ever let them go. He was the happiest he had ever been. It was all like a dream.

When you were finally being released from the dull hospital, this time with a tiny baby boy in the bowl in your hands, you were met with one of the beloved home cooked meals of your husband. Taehyun had gone all out to surprise you and the adorable girl besides him had the biggest smile on her face as he explained that she had helped her. The first meeting of Taehees new sibling was just lovely. Fondness was already written all across her as she carefully poked the baby’s chubby cheek. Taehyuns eyes were full of the purest form of love. Proud, yet so delicate, it was just as you had seen him on the day your first daughter was born. He was ready to give it all to his family. And he meant it.

The next day was just as eventful as the day before. Printed out pictures were all laying around the empty floor, now they were all sitting on a fluffy carpet. You were hunched over a white piece of paper, eccentricly writing down all and everything. Taehyun playfully peaked over your shoulders to get a small glimpse at the long heartfelt letter, you seemed to be writing with so much concentration, only to be met with a giggling flick on his forehead. You had told him it was only to be read in the future, not for now, so he respected your decision but it still didn’t hinder him from being curious and trying to guess what you were writing. Taehyun had always had the urge to find more about things he was interested in and constantly would sacrifice his free time to learn new skills or facts about all thinkable topics. Something you loved so much about your love.

“Alright. I’m finished. Now…bunny have you found your favorite drawings?” You folded the papers and stuffed them into a pink envelope. Glitter stickers were put all around by your little daughter. The girl nodded enthusiastically holding up a few of her fantastic, creative paintings so full of life and childlike excitement. Taehyun took them from her with a smile and layed them into the metal box together with your letter and a pile of photos you’ve carefully chose together.

You and Taehyun sitting on the couch at night, your children already sleeping tight. You felt his hot breath in your neck, letting your heart race like a maniac but still feeling completely and utterly lost and in love with this man. Laying against his upper body, you’ve spontaneously decided to hide a time capsule in your new garden full of your dearest treasures. It was a wonderful idea honestly, holding onto this seemingly perfect moment just for a moment longer before letting go and let the flow of life taking over again. A moment to freeze and lock up in a tiny box to look back at in the future. It was a secure feeling for the both of you.

After adding all the things you’ve found important, Taehyun recalled Taehee bringing one of her favorite toys and in the end there were way too many things inside, he could barely close the lid and lock it up. Together with a shovel, you made your way towards the backyard, finding a lovely spot next to a hazel bush. A place he could never forget as he saw his daughter running around with joy in her yellow sundress. Lovely. Just lovely.

Digging the hole about a meter and a half deep, Taehyun placed the box carefully into the cooling soil, smelling the intense scent of nature. With a last smile, he filled the hole with earth again, leaving back a bittersweet moment of farewell and a new segment of life. But that was how life went. Unexpectedly and still so lovely.

2045

“Dad, can you please drive me to Johnny? He asked me to hang out...” Taehyun looked up from his computer, legs crossed, too focused to fully realize what his 17 year old daughter just asked him. A distant hum was his only answer. “Dad? Did you hear me?” Taehee tried again, slight annoyance laced in her voice. Taehyun blinked surprised and snapped out of his bubble filled with work.

“What did you say bunny?” The same nickname had never left the now teenage girl throughout her whole life. “Oh dad…I asked if you could give me a ride to Johnny’s?” A hint of a red blush creeped up her ears and cheeks under her fathers piercing eyes. “Johnny who? The lanky skater boy from your class? The one who was expelled for violent behaviour?” Taehee shrunk seemingly but shook her head, trying to form an excuse. “No- I mean yes it’s him but dad he’s really not like that. You don’t even know him. He just asked me to hang out…that’s all.”

Taehyun pulled an eyebrow up but nodding, an incoming call from work disrupting his train of thoughts. “And? Can you?” She asked again, seeing her father already about to accept the call. “No…no not now bunny. I’m still working but you can ask your mum. She wanted to drive your brother to his boxing lesson.” With this he finally accepted the call, apologising for the wait. With a sigh and a short nod, Taehee turned and waved his father rejectedly, looking over her shoulder.

Little did he know… oh how Taehyun wished to relive this moment, never accepting that stupid call and just drive his children instead of you. Everything would still be alright. Everyone would still be here…

That had been the last moment he saw his daughter, his son and his wife.

When Taehyun received the life changing call, his heart fell into a sea of tiny deathly splinters. Nothing was left for him. He had nothing. Absolutely nothing. When the hospital told him about the deathly car crash his whole family had been fatally injured and in the end dying on the spot of the accident, he broke down… he wanted to cry and scream and shout and destroy everything…but he couldn’t. He was empty. And so empty, not only his family disappeared that day, he vanished as well, never experiencing the feeling of home and comfort and love ever again. He was completely lost and that forever. And that’s when Taehyun gave up. He just simply…gave up.

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forbidden / dark!nomad!steve rogers

part two

warnings: this is a dark fic, please don’t interact if you are a minor and/or if you are uncomfortable with dark themes, this contains smut, oral, prostitution, dark language

author’s note: there will be mistakes, this is not edited

pairing: dark!nomad!steve rogers x f!reader; a bit of dark!bucky barnes x f!reader; featuring tfatws character

part one

Steve grinned at the way your cunt squeezed his finger at hearing the news of your new life. “Relax, doll.” A whimper left your lips at the depth of his voice. “Look at me.”

You did. Your eyes easily found his and you gulped. “Y-yes, S-Sir.”

Holding his gaze started being a difficult task as he swiftly inserted one more finger. The stretch was delicious instead of painful like you feared. Your fingers were probably half the size of his and if anything, you were only able to fit two through your tight channel.

Steve moved his fingers a tad faster when a muffled moan escaped your lips. “You have played with yourself, haven’t you?”

At hearing his question, you tried closing your legs. It was not an everyday occurrence to be fingered by your new boss and being questioned about your privacy and intimacy. Steve caught your legs and pushed them apart with his free hand. As punishment, he used his thumb to rub your clit, first in a gentle manner. As he expected, your inner walls fluttered at the new sensation, making his fingers struggle to move as fast as he was.

“S-sir, please...”

“Tell me, Y/N. Do you like playing with your clit?” He touched your bundle of nerves and swirled, loving the way you whimpered, whined and writhed. “What about playing with your nipples?” His hand left your clit and dragged it underneath your dress all the way up to where one of your tits was about to spill out. Immediately, he tugged the bud. One of your hands flew to where his was while the other grabbed onto the lone tit. “Take them out, honey. I want to spill myself on them after I make you come.” You obeyed him right away. Carefully, you moved the thin straps off your shoulders and you helped your mounds out of their confinement.

“Sir, I’m c-close.” His fingers were still going as fast as they could. Steve was surprised that despite the squelching noises your cunt produced, he was having a hard time dragging his fingers. And he only had two inside.

“Y/N, if you want me to let you come, I’m going to need answers.” His voice was strict but due to how high on the sensation you were, it took you a while. “Now.”

A small whimper left your lips before answering. “I’ve only come by touching my c-clit.” A moan escaped. “My fingers are... are... are too small s-so I’ve only tried o-once, Sir.”

Steve smiled at your helplessness. He liked them like you. At his mercy. “What about someone else? Have you let somebody else touch your private parts?” Even Steve smirked at the irony of his words but somehow the thought of someone else breaking you like he was at that exact moment didn’t sit well with him.

“One man tried but I changed my mind.”

As soon as your words were out, he attached his lips to your clit, making a strangled moan leave your mouth. And you came in seconds. The feeling of his tongue on your bundle would be something to remember whenever your body was working.

Steve was able to prolong the orgasm that had you spasming moments later. You felt dizzy but most importantly empty as he took his fingers out and spread your wetness against your lips. Before you could taste yourself subconsciously, his plump lips attacked yours. You felt his tongue swirling against your lips and tongue, your essence was like water on desert and all you could do was moan.

“On your knees, doll.”

You obeyed right away after he helped your legs off the stirrups. Steve struggled to get his pants open. The sight of you kneeling, tits out and dazed expression, patiently waiting for his cock had him leaking already. Moments like these made him grateful for the supersoldier serum but also disappointed because women could only handle so much.

Steve sighed in relief when his cock sprang free. He fisted and slapped your cheek with it. He smiled when you opened your mouth without being asked to. A deep groan escaped him and you felt it in your mouth besides the heavy weight of his flesh on your tongue.

“A virgin with blowjob experience?” He wondered.

You grabbed onto his shaft and stroked it while you took a deep breath and answered.

“Is that a bad thing?” You genuinely asked.

“Not at all, doll, as long as I’m your first.” Steve groaned. “I am your first, right?” You paused. “Y/N?”

You looked down in shame. “Two guys blackmailed me into giving them blowjobs. I’m sorry.”

Steve sighed, thinking of tracking those two idiots and killing them. “Don’t be sorry, I’ll handle it. Now, relax your jaw, I’m going to fuck your mouth.” Your eyes widened as he went back inside your mouth. You choked a bit as you tried keeping up with his thrusts. “Play with my balls, doll.” You tried focusing on his voice and started massaging his sack which surprisingly was heavier than it looked.

Steve sped up and moaned out loud. You were about to tap his thigh, hoping for some air when he pulled out of you. His free hand grabbed your arm and made you kneel higher as his other hand continued stroking his cock.

“Was I bad, Sir?”

“Oh, fuck.” Your question had Steve rushing to dump his load all over your tits. Supersoldier cum was thicker than normal and had him produce at least three times the normal amount. Your tits were completely covered by the time he finished coming. “You were good, doll. Now pull up your dress, I want to show you around.”

There was an understanding that you wouldn’t be able to clean up yourself. Not his cum from your tits and not your juices from your pussy which felt sticky and made a sound as you followed him.

Steve opened a different door from the previous one and strobing lights and loud music attacked your senses. You shivered once the cooler air hit you. The wetness from your tits and the way his cum ran down the valley of your breasts was now the last of your concerns. He grabbed your hand and pulled you close. You made sure to keep your gaze down, something Marina had told you beforehand.

“Pay attention, doll.” Steve said. “After me and my pals welcome you in, you’ll begin dance lessons. Whatever you make on stage is yours to keep.” You swallowed and made yourself stay focused. There was a lot going on around you. Men talking to barely-dressed women as they either enjoyed their drink or grope them. Or both. The stage that was made of tiny stages in an L shape next to the entrance and the offices you had just been. On the other end of the stages, a huge bar. You squinted to see what was next to it. It seemed like a labyrinth and you assumed that where the stairs were, leading to the second floor where fancier men were lounging. “The bar is for customers only. If you are thirsty, you can take a small break in the dressing room. Now, come on.” He walked in front of you and as much as you wanted to be invisible, it seemed like the spotlight had switched to you.

The Boss was a big man, wide shoulders and tall. Every head turned to him as he walked. He’d wave at a few people, but most just let him walk. Not your case, as soon as he walked by, all male gazes were on you. You swallowed thickly as you heard a bunch of fresh meat and can’t wait for her to be on the floor. You focused your eyes on the Boss’s back and noticed how his hands were in tight fists. So tight you were scared he would lose circulation because of how white they were. You were so focused on his tense figure that you almost ran into his strong back.

“Good night, Sir.” You heard a sultry voice coming from in front the Boss.

“Lorraine.” Steve continued walking, the blonde girl walking next to him now. “Shouldn’t you be up there?”

“I was but Mr. Barnes wanted to introduce a new girl.” The woman, Lorraine, answered bitterly. “Maybe I can entertain you tonight, Sir?” She stopped in front of him and got incredibly close to the Boss and you couldn’t help but look away when she took his hand and placed it underneath her dress, on her naked ass cheek.

Steve squeezed and smiled approvingly. “Maybe some other time. I’m busy right now.” With his clean hand, he grabbed yours and led you inside the labyrinth room. Inside the hallway, there were a bunch of doors with numbers outside them. “These are the private rooms. When a client requests you, this is where you’ll entertain them. But, Y/N, you better not think of getting attached to the clients. It’s forbidden. This is all business and I’ll know if you break that rule. Understood?”

His grip on your hand got a little strong but regardless, you nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” Instead of going down the hall, he turned right to where the stairs you thought of were. “Up here, we have the VIP section. Private lounges and private rooms. Now listen, you are not to come up here unless you are solicited. These are very, very important people and you don’t want to know what happens if you bother someone from up here. Got it?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“This will be the only time you come here without being requested because I’m bringing you.” He started walking and the security outside every curtain-divided lounge, greeted him before moving the almost see-through material.

Steve took you to five of the lounges. The men inside were all appreciative of you and promised to come back to you once you were ready.

The rest were in use so they couldn’t be interrupted. And finally, the Boss took you to the last one where Mr. Barnes was in with another man wearing an expensive-looking leather coat. The man Roman was now outside.

“Oh, Mr. R, we’ve been waiting for you to join us.” The man said in a thick german accent while looking towards a red-cheeked Buck.

“Excuse me, Baron. I’ve been showing Y/N around. You know how it is.” The Boss responded. “Have you been treated well tonight?”

“Service is excellent where there’s new assets.” The Baron responded, slightly tilting his head to the quiet man next to him. “When is this beautiful asset going to be available for service?” The Baron asked while looking at you.

The Boss took a seat opposite Buck and next to the Baron. “Come here, darling.” He patted his thigh and you immediately took a seat. “I was thinking in three day’s time. She’s a virgin so we got to make sure that she’s well prepared.”

“I understand.” Buck made a grunting noise and brought his hands to his crotch. “This one is really good at handjobs. And now that Mr. Barnes is done with her, I’ll be going to a private room.”

Your eyes widened when you saw Marina get up from underneath the table. The Baron offered her his hand and helped her up before retreating.

“Y/N?” The Boss’s voice snapped you out of it. “Get up on here, doll.”

“On the table, Sir?”

Steve loved the way you always called him Sir. A perfect little doll. “Yes, doll. Bucky and I will be checking your sensitive spots now. Especially how your body reacts to being to being exposed in a public area.” Carefully, the man you were sitting on helped you up. “Take your gown off.”

Slowly, you got on your knees and started stripping. Your boobs felt stiff as you moved around, the dried cum itching in a pleasant way against your nipples. Once it was off, you tried covering your naked body out of habit but Steve was quick to take it from you.

“Couldn’t even clean her?” Bucky snickered.

“So she doesn’t forget who she belongs to.” Steve smiled. “Isn’t that right, darling?” You nodded, still self conscious of being naked in front of two very handsome and strong men. “Very well. Now on your knees and hands and bring your pussy close to the edge of the table.” He told you as both men moved around for better view. “Roman,” The security man peeked inside and you tried closing your legs and hiding your breasts. “Please bring some lube and a few drinks.” You closed your eyes as he briefly looked at your body.

“Yes, boss.”

“Okay, Y/N, we will be testing how much you can last and handle while being on your knees.” And then you felt two different hands spreading your pussy.

part three

#steve rogers x reader #dark steve rogers #steve rogers#mine #chris evans x reader #chris evans

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