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fire-lizard-ro · 4 months

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Hi Roro, hope you’re doing well! Let me start by saying your Sunday stuff is MAGNIFICENT, oh my gosh this MAN-

I’ve come with a request for you…

Dr. Veritas Ratio x fem or gn reader. Bathtub. Sex. Like most of the time he’s only interested in reading in the tub, rejecting reader’s advances. But one day, idk, he’s in a MOOD but he doesn’t want to admit it, so he lets reader go a little further than normal with her advances, but he’s still being petty about it, kinda denying and still trying to read his book or whatever and it just Escalates eventually…

Aaaa thank you so much if you decide to do my request! Remember to take breaks and stay hydrated!

I'm ILL over this man jfc-

Dr. Ratio here to prescribe you with a dose of vitamin D-//SHOT

Veri, my love, please just one chance I'm begging just a crumb oisego-

But yesssss gimme the bathtube sex I want it- I wanna do all kinds of wild things to or with this man. Crazy.

But hehehe I know what you are. 👁️👁️

A s i m p . 🫵 (Like I'm any better.)

And thank you!!! This took a While, but I did it. I had lots of fun with it so feel free to request again~

CW and writing under the cut:

CW: vagina and cock (gasp), PIV sex, cockwarming, rough sex, hair pulling, choking (+some breath play), cumming inside (wrap it before you tap it folks), spanking, degradation+praise, objectification, kinda sorta human furniture thing???, name calling (ex:slut), use of words like "cunt" (wow that feels weird writing here-), marking, ignoring you during cockwarming, doggy position(?), cum play, holding your hands behind your back, discussion of safe wording (check-ins), kinda cum as lube?, funishment, d/s aspects to the relationship (though you are dating for romantic reasons as well), slight pussy slapping, talking to your pussy (I know this man a freak <333), crying during sex (+dacryphilia), dumbification (ofc this was gonna be here), ruined orgasm, edging, slight cum eating, a liiiiittle bit of gagging (w/ fingers), usage of "pet" exactly once

Reader gender: fem (I talked with anon separately and they decided on this when I asked for preference- I also only have one fem reader ask. If people want, I can write another version tweaked to be gn or AMAB/male reader~)

Disclaimers:

>>>Dr. Ratio will be referred to as Veritas here since reader is dating him.

>>>This was written and almost finished before 1.6 release.

Bathtub sex, surprisingly, probably isn't the norm for you two. After all, Veritas (oml it feels weird calling him that after so long of calling him Ratio-) enjoys his down time in the bath where he can relax with you and read his books. I like to think that it's one of the few times when his ever racing mind is a bit quieter. So when you are finally pent up enough at just the right time to want to pounce on him in the tub, he's a bit surpised at first. But the surprise would soon melt into mild annoyance. "Can't you just stay still? Quit it- I'm trying to read."

Of course he says it in that ever dramatic way of his while not even glancing up from his book. Speaking of said book- "You're going to get my book wet, darling-" (Yes, he's a "darling" kind of guy. It's sophisticated as he is. And you know he'd say it with that drawl of his and drag the word out. Sometimes in those more intimate moments, it sounds almost like a sultry purr with the way he says it, commanding all your attention.) "And if you do that, you know I'm going to have to punish you, hm?" You almost want it if it means he'd touch you where you want him, but you know that his punishments aren't necessarily fun. Yet still you like them all the same.

(They're more of funishments than punishments in this case- Please do know that funishments and punishments aren't the same, my dear little kinksters~ Since the reader actually enjoys these "punishments" a lot and they are done for their and Veritas' mutual gratification, it's a funishment. These are normally for bratting behavior while actual punishments are for serious things and are meant to actually discourage the behavior that earned you the punishment. Hopefully I explanied it well, lololol-)

But of course you continue to try and rouse his interest, touching him here and there. It reaches the point where you manage to wiggle your way between his arms, in front of his book. Not only does this block his view, but you're dripping water all over his book! (It was all of one or two droplets.) If you listened close enough, you'd probably have heard the sound of his reason breaking in that moment. Like you had poked a sleeping bear one too many times. (And some little part of himself that knew it was also partly because he also was getting into a mood was squashed. Of course it was just because you needed to be disciplined.)

"That's it. You want my attention, darling? Well now you have it.” There was something dark in his voice that sent a shiver down your back and made your nethers tingle in anticipation. He snapped the book closed and set it on the table by the bathtub almost gently, a stark contrast between how his voice sounded and how he was looking at you. He'd tilt his head and consider you, seemingly thinking about how best to punish you for your transgressions. "Hands on my shoulders and do not move them. Color?" Veritas was launching right into it, huh? "Green." "Good."

With hands on his strong shoulders, you watched him with eyes darting around his form to try and figure out what he'd do. Your question was answered by a hand gripping your hip and another dragging down between your breasts, then over your belly, then stopping on your mound. He didn't move any lower, fingers thrumming there just above where you wanted him. Teasing. "I can see your cunt drooling from here. Was she just so hungry that you couldn't be good and hold it until we were out of the tub?" Heat bloomed in your cheeks as he spoke. "Should I punish her? Hm?" Veritas gave your wetness a few light slaps, just enough to make you jolt but not enough to do more than just barely sting. "No- It isn't her fault she's so empty and wanting. But it is your fault that you couldn't be obedient and wait. Isn't that right, my cute little slut?" He whispered in your ear, leaned forward to curl possessively over you while his fingers slipped down to trace around your twitching hole as it tried to suck his finger in.

"Mmmmm..." he hummed lowly, the sound vibrating against you where your chests were pressed together. He kissed the spot beneath your ear before his lips marked a path down your neck, sucking and nipping marks into the tender flesh there. Just as he reached the junction between your neck and shoulder, he suddenly sunk his teeth in and thrusted two fingers into you at the same time. Veritas had sneakily wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you still right before so you weren't able to squirm away from his teeth or his fingers that now plunged in and out of you, agonizingly slow after that fast, rough entry.

The man pressed a kiss to your new bitemark before sliding the hand of the arm around your waist up your back to latch onto your nape and hold you still for a kiss. He chuckled into it as you attempted to fight him for dominance, your tongues clashing. Ultimately, he won and was now devouring your mouth, licking into it with fervor.

At some point, his fingers began to speed up. Veritas was fingerfucking you with his palm slapping against your throbbing clit. And right as you felt yourself begin that climb- He slowed down, his thrusts going back to a leisurely rhythm. He swallowed the whine that left your throat, smirking into the kiss you were still locked in. As he pulled away, he looked incredibly smug. "Thought it would be that easy? Of course not. This is a punishment.”

He did this another time, bringing you close to the rise of pleasure (not at all that close to your peak, though) before going frustratingly slowing. The third time, however... It didn't seem that he was going to stop, and you felt it build and build inside you like a white hot flame. And right as you were reaching the end... He spanked you and ripped his fingers out, sending you over the edge but ruining your orgasm. It had tears beading in your eyes. Fuck did that make him want to fuck you absolutely stupid, but he had more control than that. Your punishment was far from over.

He soothingly ran his hand over your back as you leaned into him, body shivering. "Color?" Through your panting breaths, you managed a weak, "Green." "Good girl." He didn't let you rest any longer, manhandling you into a new position. Now you were leaned over the edge of the tub with your hands keeping you from falling out, Veritas behind you. "I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to take it all like a good girl, right?" At first you thought he was talking to you, but then he caressed your slit and cooed at it. That mixed sense of shame and arousal shot through you and had you clenching around nothing, making Veritas laugh condescendingly. "So honest..."

Again he started out slow, the sensual slide of his cock inside of your pussy making you close your eyes to focus on the pleasure he was giving you. But he was faster to ramp things up now that he'd already edged you and ruined one of your orgasms. It may or may not have also been because he was quite ready to slake his own lust with your body.

The only reason you didn't slam your face into the tub's edge or fall out was Veritas' grip on you when he grabbed both of your wrists and pulled your arms behind your back. You felt a hand slide into your hair and then he was thrusting into you hard, the slap of his hips slamming into your ass loud in the confined space of the bathroom. It was obscene the way you could even hear the wet sound of his cock going in and out of you amplified by the natural acoustics of said bathroom. "You like hearing how well you take me, slut? I certainly do. It's filthy. Fitting-"

Your hips are bruising from them being pressed onto the edge of the tub, bumping into it with almost every thrust. It hurt but fuck did it all feel so good because he was pressing against your sweet spot every time he fucked into your wet hole.

The hand pulling your head back by your hair let go only to wrap around your throat and pull you up so your back pressed against his chest. "Fuck you sound like such a whore right now. Are you my good little whore? Just for me?" Of course you couldn't answer because your mind was blank from his hand pressing just right to cut off some of that blood flow. Oh and because he had also just tilted his hand to cut off your air. He held for a bit, waiting until your vision was a bit fuzzy at the edges before letting you breathe, the feeling of the air rushing back into your lungs making you dizzy. You felt so close you could scream- And then you nearly did when he pulled out and stopped your orgasm.

His hands let go of you and you nearly keeled over, but he caught you. With an arm around your waist, you couldn't tell what he was doing behind you until you heard the slick sound of him fisting his cock. Right as he began cumming, he slammed back into you to fill you with it while biting down hard on the back of your neck. Another bite to mark you as his.

Veritas then pulled out so the last few spurts of cum would paint your labia in white, marking you inside and out with his spend.

You could feel the frustrated tears pouring down your face as you felt your burning arousal festering in your belly and the mix of embarrassment and thrill at his actions. Fuck this man would be the end of you. He unlatched from your neck to lean forward and lick the tears off your face with a hum. "You look so pretty like this..." He patted your ass before that same hand was sliding down to open you up using your pussy lips as he leaned back to watch as the cum he poured into you began to slip out.

Scooping up the cum that had dribbled out, he fingered it back in, purposefully tapping at your gspot a few times. He then pulled the white covered fingers out and petted your clit, playing with it a little before bringing it to your face. "Clean them off." Your tongue kitten licked some of it off before he was shoving them in your mouth. You gagged a little, drooling over his fingers while weakly sliding your tongue over them to clean them of the cum clinging to them.

"Good girl," he praised with a kiss to your jaw before he let out a sigh. "I'm going to sit you on my cock and finish my reading. Color?" "Green, fuck-" "That's a good pet."

Warming his cock while leaned forward to rest your arms on the lip of the tub while your head rested on those was hard. You desperately wanted to cum, but you now were willing to be obedient to get what you wanted. You weren't sure how much more punishment you could take. It didn't help that he had an arm resting on the back of your hips, slung over them as he leaned on you a bit while his other arm rested atop the other one. That hand was holding up his book. He wasn't touching you besides that and your ass resting in the cradle of his hips, cock deep inside your pussy which still fluttered around his thickness occasionally. Every time you squirmed he would spank you with a pointed look before going back to his book, ignoring you entirely. Any whining or talking would be met with the same treatment.

He checked in on you after a bit. "Color?" "...yellow." His demeanor changed immedately. Petting your side, he eased you back to lean against him once more. "What's wrong, baby?" He typically saved that endearment for intimate moments alone together and times like this where you might need reassurance. "I wanna see your face... wanna hold you." It seemed you might be a bit sensitive, now, after being punished for a while and needed that from him. "Of course, baby. Your punishment is almost over. I'll let you come soon and we can continue in the bedroom, hm?" You loved this man. "Okay." He kissed your forehead. "Good girl."

He slipped out, making you whine. It was met with a chuckle and he helped you turn around to slide into his lap again, this time facing him.

Veritas pulled you to rest against him, tucking you into his neck as he wrapped an arm around your waist. Once you both were settled in, he went back to reading. He still ignored you, but it wasn't so bad this time.

You knew he was done when he set his book on the table again.

He settled his grip on your hips before going straight into fucking up into you hard and fast, what cum was still left in you from his cock plugging it in you aiding the slide of dick in and out of you. He fucked you and played with you until you felt like you couldn't think straight. Even when he asked you questions, knowing you couldn't answer, you weren't quite sure what you said. Whether it was even coherent or not.

"Such a cute, dumb girl for me."

As you came around his cock again, you moaned as you felt the warmth of his cum in you. "Did so, so good for me. Such a good girl." Veritas gave you some time to come down from your high before asking. "You wanna continue in the bedroom or are you finished for the night?" "...m' done." "Alright, baby." He gave you some more time before cleaning you up and draining the tub. Another kiss was pressed to your forehead, then your cheek, then your lips. "Let's go to bed, darling. I'll take care of you."

Lololol hopefully you like it. 🙏

If there’s any typos or if it doesn’t make sense somewhere… Your honor my client claims “oopsie daisy”. It’s me. The client is me, your honor-

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box-milk · 23 days

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I'm not looking for forgiveness

Pairings~ Maria Leon x older sister! Reader

Genre ~ Angst

Warnings~ mentions pass substance abuse and character death, short and all over the place.

Disclaimer~ I'm not sure if mapi has any siblings as I'm still new to the football world but for the sake of this we'll pretend she doesn't .

"Mapi please listen to me".

"Y/n believe me when I say I don't want anything to do with you after what you put our family through for 3 years."

The disconnection tone, as well as a lifetime of regret, rang in your ear. You knew your sister's anger was warranted for the lifetime of trauma you put her through.

Mapi was just a teenager when she watched you throw your life away to drugs and alcohol and despite her age, she was the only one in your corner when your parents' inevitability gave up on you. Almost debilitated trying to keep you a float while also pursuing foot.

Even after her big break with FC barcelona, Mapi poured her heart and soul into helping you overcome your obsession, going as far as to pay for therapy, rehad sessions and support programs despite her parents fair warning which she soon regretted when she found out that money was been invested to fuel your addiction.

Completely gutted, she confronted you, but high off your ass you just disregarded her efforts laughing in her face, repeating the ditty as everyone else.

"You can't help someone that doesn't want it mapi."

And that was enough for her to complete leave you to your own demise while painful she had no choice but to harden her heart when it came to you.

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You're well aware of your sister's feelings, hell your family's feelings towards you, but seeing your sister at least was something that you had to do. You owed her that, at least. So you waited patiently in the parking lot of camp nou waiting for your sister to be done with training.

You sat a while in the blazing sun until you saw the heavily tattooed defender making her way over to her car, which you sat in front of when she's see you her smile immediately melts and her face hardens.

"I told you I dont want to speak to you cause if you're looking for cash for your next fix, forget it."

You shiver lightly at the cold tone, but you knew you deserved it. "I don't need money, maria, it's just something really important i have to tell you."

"Well, save it cause I really don't care."

"I'm dying, maria." You said softly, hoping there was a better way to say it, but when you saw that she would have left without hearing you out, you settled for the raw truth.

"What?"

"I'm dying, and I don't want money or anything just to let you know"

You've never seen so many emotions flash on mapi's face before, and you knew immediately which one it would settle on and braced yourself for what's to come.

"What do you expect you do drugs for half your life and wasted the help I tried to give when nobody else would. Did you think this wouldn't happen?This is your karma y/n, and I hope you take it well cause I've run out of sympathy to give."

The harsh words stung yes, but you took it with a smile and that only added fuel to an already burning fire mapi continued to berate you, and you did nothing but take it on the chin reaching into your backpack pulling out a crumble envelope waiting for her to get everything off her chest.

When you felt it safe to extended your hand with the envelope, hoping she'd take it, which she did before crumbing it up and tossing it to the ground but pushing your body down aswell.

"I hate you with my entire being y/n, and I'm glad I'll permanently be rid of you. Have a good what's left of your pathetic life."

You pick yourself up shakily, watching as mapi's car quickly left the lot before picking up the letter and straightening it out, willing yourself not to cry cause in your heart you knew mapi was right. This is your karma.

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Ingrid eyebrows furrowed in confusion when she gathered the mail the next day and saw the crumpled looking envelope she wanted to question her girlfriend about it, but she was out with alexia for the day.

So besides herself, she gently opened the envelope to see a letter written gracefully in cursive before reading and coming to two conclusions. mapi has a sister, and that sister is dying.

When mapi came home that afternoon, she found her girlfriend sitting while reading from a piece of paper that was quickly pushed to her chest wordlessly when ingrid realised she was back.

The shorter of the two brought the paper within eyesight in confusion before she recognised the handwriting and scoff but reading regardless.

Dear Maria,

I understand that I haven't been the best person in the world to our family and to you specifically, but I just needed you to know how sorry I am. I've been sorry for a while now long before I knew what my faith was. I spent months trying to figure out how I would prove to you how sorry I am, but I saw the life you built for yourself and figured it was best if I stayed away knowing how poisonous I can be. I'm sorry map's I really am I wish I would have taken the time when I had it to let you know but that's not the case. I'm in no way asking for your forgiveness. I don't deserve it. I just wanted you to know that you're 100% free of me and you'll do great things my little star and I'm forever thankful and proud of you.

A loving goodbye,

Y/n Leon."

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An: this was sloppy but I kinda like it.

#woso community #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso #mapi leon x reader #mapi leon #mapi león #maria leon #mapi leon imagine #mapi leon angst

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for when you find out forever waala love. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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warnings - language

author's note - this is for my desi f1 fans and desi f1 fans only ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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imaginesforeons · 10 days

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ohhh a crumb of yandere gojo PLEASE 😩

Omg so sorry for disappearing. I suddenly had an onset of health problems that got so bad I even had to go into emergency surgery. I'm better now though! Requests for my page are now CLOSED, though I will be answering all the people who already asked me when they were open. But no guarantees with how fast lmao.

One more thing, what do you guys think about me taking commissions? I feel like I'd be able to, and there's enough stuff on my page for people to know what they'd be getting. Let me know in the comments or DM me.

Yandere!Gojo x Reader with an unknown, powerful jujutsu

~Something snaps inside you, primal and unknown. Unfortunately, you aren't the only one that witnesses this~

CW: Past kidnapping. Yandere Gojo, but he's actually super chill compared to his usual self lmao.

WC: 1149

Buy me a coffee?

.-.-.

“C’mon, just a little bit. You can trust me, can’t you?”

A muscled arm wrapped around your waist, dragging your stiffening body closer. Blue eyes peered at you from over black sunglasses, shining with mirth.

“I really can’t do it, Gojo, I swear. Please, just let me go.”

You leaned as far away from him as possible, which, from your position on the couch, wasn’t very far at all. The man had you literally and metaphorically cornered, squished into the corner of the sofa with his hand firmly on your hip. You tried to ignore his fingers, idly tapping an unknown rhythm against your skin, but you felt each digit like a brand. Squirming, you tried to edge away, just a few inches so you weren’t pressed flush against his side. Gojo only grinned, flashing impossibly white teeth at you as his hand flexed, pulling you in until you were practically in his lap. You froze.

His smile only grew bigger. “I think we both know that’s a lie. Hell, the missing person case speaks for itself.”

You felt your stomach drop. The missing person case. The missing person case you had caused. Just yesterday, your life had been achingly normal, something you now craved. It was your day off, and you decided to use the time to catch up on errands. When it happened, you were at a bank depositing a check when, out of nowhere, a creature had risen smoothly out of the ground like it was water, not the rock solid masonry that the bank was made of. You had only gaped uselessly, staring at the thing that had too many limbs and eyes that were more human than beast as it loomed over you. No one else seemed to notice, except for a single man. He was nondescript, with dark hair, plain features, and a grey suit that made his complexion more sallow than it really was. You thought he was an employee. Thought.

When he saw you staring, he snarled a short command at the monster, then he and it both dove at you. That was when everything broke out into pandemonium. All at once, an alarm was set off, people started screaming, and the skylight above you and the man shattered, raining stained glass down around you and your attackers. You thought it was a robbery. If only it was that simple.

Screaming, all you could do was throw your arms up and wait for impact, but nothing came. Finally, you dared to lower your arms, only to be met with a man with shockingly white hair. Amongst all the panicking bankers and customers, he was the eye of the storm; calm, still. Then, slowly, he pulled up part of the bandages covering his eyes, revealing one. When you saw it, you gasped. He grinned at your reaction, a boyish type of smile that in any other situation would have made your heart flutter, but the hunger behind it instead made your stomach drop.

Before you could blink, he had you wrapped in his arms, their strength like that of a steel trap. The last thing you heard before everything went black was, you would later find out, his voice.

“Well, isn’t this interesting?”

You had woken up in those same arms, and when you realized you started to cry, inconsolable even as your kidnapper gently shushed you.

You whimpered at the memory, at the thought of the man at the bank who, yes, may have tried to attack you, but he was still a person. He was still missing. Missing because of you, if Gojo was to be believed.

“I- I didn’t mean to,” you stuttered. “I had never even met him before then. Why would I want to hurt-”

“Sato Isamo,” Gojo interrupted, waving his hand. “The salaryman turned curse-user after power was promised to him, yada yada. Same old shit. He doesn’t matter, I would’ve offed him if you hadn’t gotten to him first-” you felt your stomach drop at such deadly words said so casually “-what really matters is you.”

Suddenly, his hands were holding your face, so big that they almost wrapped around the entirety of your skull. His eyes bore into yours, and even though every instinct in you screamed to look away, you couldn’t, prey caught in the stare of the predator.

“You did something amazing back there.” Gojo’s eyes were glowing, lit by something deep and primal inside him. “Not even I can disappear a man in the blink of an eye without any effort, but you did. You wiped him off the face of the fuckin’ earth to somewhere even my six eyes can’t see, and I want to see you do it again.”

A thumb brushed over the apple of your cheek. It took all you had not to shiver.

“I never thought I was a patient man until I saw you. We’ll wait as long as it takes, but you’ll never escape me until I get to see your technique again.”

He was insane, you thought. Nothing else could explain the glazed look on his face or the way his body trembled finely against yours. This man was more dangerous to you than that monster at the bank ever was.

“And after that you’ll let me go?” you asked. Begged was more accurate, with the way your voice cracked over the last word.

For just a split second, his eyes changed, shifting from blue summer sky to deep ocean depths. “We’ll see,” was all he said, then his eyes flickered back to their radiant glow. “But until then, I’m not letting you out of my sight. We’ll go to the Asahikawa estate, you’ll love it.”

For a moment, you thought your hearing had failed you. “W-what,” you were barely able to stammer out. “But that’s miles away. I have a job here. A family.”

Gojo only shrugged. “People like them don’t matter. You’re better off sticking with your own kind.” He winked down at you. “Like me, for example.”

You could only stare at him, mouth agape. Gojo only smiled back at you, and it was all you could do not to scream. Instead, you did the next best thing, diving wildly from his grasp. Behind you, you heard a delighted laugh before arms that were already starting to feel familiar wrapped around your waist.

You shrieked, thrashing, but all Gojo did was scoop you up, holding you to his chest like some sort of disobedient pet. Nothing you did broke his hold, so finally, after fighting out all your energy, you could only slump against him in a panting, sweaty mess. The white haired man smiled down at you, and that was when you finally broke, tears leaking from your eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours.

“We’ll figure this out, no matter how long it takes,” he said. “Together.”

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carolmunson · 9 months

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the moon had turned to gold.

(soft!eddie x badatfeelings!gf)

and we're back folks. i'm going through it so i had to revisit my kids. the badatfeelings!gf set is a series of ramblings with no rhyme or reason, flow of conciousness. not from a 'you' perspective but 'she/her' has no physical descriptors.

tw: depictions and descriptions of depression (eddie to the rescue). because i'm sad!

Her eyes have been half closed for days -- wakes up and gets out of bed, makes coffee, reads the paper, gets back in bed for an indescerable amount of time. More coffee, hand fulls of shredded cheese, water from the side table that's been there for days. She hasn't been going into work, just in the dark of her room while the hum of the window unit drones on and on and on. He knocks, opening the door to darkness despite the warm glow of golden hour outside -- her black out curtains a bigger success than she expected. She's awake but not really, eyes glazed over watching snow on the TV she moved to her bedroom.

Summer blues she called it, summertime sad. The air is stale, he can tell she hasn't moved much this morning. She hasn't moved much all month. "Hi." Quiet and soft, rounded edges in his voice, "Bad day?"

She uses whatever strength she has to lift her arm out of the covers and give him a thumbs down. He lets a huff of a laugh out of his nose, "Yeah, I see that." Despite laying in bed all day her body is tense and he knows that maybe she'll feel better about moving when she knows the sun is going down. He thought this vampire sleep schedule shit would've been sexier -- but it's not. It hurts to see her like this, so tired from just waking up, so sick of just existing. He's seen her cry more than he has in the years they've been together. But at least she's like -- crying. She never used to cry at all.

He sneaks onto the edge of the bed, his backside and hips nestling in the dip of her waist over the covers, "Do you know what would be nice?"

"Hm?" she asks, body heavy while she flops over to put an arm around where she can reach. "Taking a shower," he offers, hand resting on her hair, thumb grazing her forehead, "You always feel a little better after." "Mhm," she nods sleepily. "I can put your jammies in the drier so they're cozy when you come out," he smiles, voice still soft, still rounded edges. Her lashes flutter before she looks up at him, glassy and glazed, half here half not. Zombie girlfriend, vampire girlfriend, monster girlfriend, sad girlfriend. She's so pretty, he thinks.

"Yeah," she nods.

"Yeah to the jammies in the drier?" he asks. "Yeah," she says, her voice is quiet -- meek. 'Yeah' was her first word of the day. "That," she nods again, deep breath in through the nose and it rattles at the exhale, "Shower, too."

He helps her up and hears the crack in some of her bones, the stiffness in her joints while her face contorts at the change in position. She's been in the same sleep shirt for three days, some field day shirt from college. Green socks on her feet, the tops shoved down her ankles, one nearly falling off. No crumbs in her bed at least -- he knows she's too anxious for that. But the dishes aren't done and the bag of shredded cheese is abandon on the counter. Mugs of varying fullness off coffee are sitting in random placeholders in the small apartment. Forgetful -- foggy.

"C'mon," he coos, pulling her in at the shoulders to take her to the bathroom. She's so tired from doing nothing that she can't help but keep doing nothing. He pulls off her sleep shirt and panties, he helps with the socks, turning the shower on to a medium heat. Forhead kiss, cheek kiss, cheek kiss. Poor baby.

"Do you need help getting in?"

She shakes her head no.

"What do you want to wear for PJs?"

She shrugs. He figured she would.

He pulls back the shower curtain and she gets inside, he waits for the inevitable sigh she lets out when the water hits her. He peeks in, her naked body not important the way it usually is -- its those eyes, half closed -- less sad, less sleepy. Contemplative, alive. Half dead lover. His ghoulish girl.

"I'll leave them in here for when you're done."

He knows he has time to clean up for her -- easy to get lost in the void when you stand in the shower and that's where she is. Here and gone and here and gone again. Tongue tucked away between her teeth -- he almost misses when she's mean. He misses her so bad, but he takes what he can get, even if it's putting sweats in the drier.

When the hot water runs out she emerges, wet hair dripping down onto the new t-shirt -- still warm like the sweats on her legs. Fresh linen scent radiating off her like her coconut conditioner. She doesn't even care that the rest of the house is warm and sticky from the air outside. It's fresher now, he opened the windows and did the dishes. Cleaned out all the mugs. Opened your bedroom door to let the coolness flow to some of the house, too make things less stale. He lit two candles, sugar cookie scented -- it's all you ever bought because that's his favorite.

"Thank you," voice still meek. Still under twentywords today. Eyes a little more open. He puts down the mug he was drying and tosses the hand towel over the faucet of the sink.

"S'no problem, baby," soft round edges, soft round boy. Patched vest left behind on the kitchen table chair, soft cut off t-shirt left behind. Tattooed arms outstretched to her in the sterile light of the kitchen, the sun is down now -- the stars starting to peek out of a dark navy sky.

She lets herself get pulled into him and it feels like it's happening in slow motion -- face in his chest, he closes in on her like a wave. The pressure is welcomed -- she's alive but barely. Biceps crush on her shoulder blades, her neck cracks -- reanimator boyfriend, zombie girlfriend. Living glass doll that feels better off dead. She falls into the hold while he sways with her, chin on her wet hair.

"Blue moon, you saw me standing alone..." he sings quietly while he sways, his own eyes shutting, "C'mon, sing it with me." He feels her head move in a 'no' on his chest. "It's your favorite," he argues, "It'll feel good." Another sigh -- the inevitable. "Without a dream in my heart..." He smiles at her voice, coming out a little stronger than before, he snickers before beginning again. "Without a love of my own..."

"Blue moon," they start together, he smiles a little stronger. She's doing her best so he doesn't push it when she doesn't keep singing. He peers down while he continues, her eyes are closed against his chest but she feels alive. Just safer. The kind of safe where she'll sleep good tonight, might even eat breakfast tomorrow.

"And then suddenly, appeared before me..."

He shakes her to the beat the song normally has, bum bum bum bum. She huffs a chuckle a the shimmying, smile stretching against the warm fabric of his shirt, the inhale like laundry detergent and summer heated skin. "The only one my arms will ever hold, I heard somebody whisper, 'Please, adore me'..."

"That's me," she interrupts, he pulls her in tighter, the sway stops slow. "Yeah," he sighs out, "That's you. Dropped right outta the sky." "Yeah," she says, head tilting up. The whites of her eyes glisten despite the redness creeping in at the edges. "I ordered pizza," he says, "Cause I know you didn't eat."

Her brows furrow, mouth souring.

"I know, I'm awful," he giggles, "Gotta feed the girl in your brain that isn't so sad -- that's my girl in there."

"M'still your girl even when I'm sad," voice back to sleepy meekness, she yawns.

"Yeah, you are," he confirms sweetly, plush lips pressing against her forhead, "Always my girl."

In the cool white green light of the kitchen they stand in damp solitude -- with a heave of her chest she starts to cry. He doesn't need to know the reason, just as long as she does -- as long as he's there to hold her through it. Alive girl. Fully alive in the darkness of another deep blue summer night.

And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold.

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pandoraslxna · 11 months

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Perhaps a crumb of Miles x human fem Reader that involves thigh riding and the use of "good girl" because I'm a slut for that man?

Miles Quaritch x female Na‘vi reader, minors dni 🔞

I just realized you’ve asked for a human reader arghh I’m sorry I hope you still like it 😩

"So you’re an ikran rider, huh?"

The demons voice is low and rough, sending shivers down your spine as you drag your wet cunt over his muscular thigh, your tail curling around his leg as if you never wanted to let go of him again. You couldn’t help it. With him, being the only one around to catch you just as your heat had begun, you were left with no choice, but to beg him for help.

You were growing wetter by the second, so much so that a wet patch had already formed on his pants where you were straddling him.

"Do you like riding my thigh?", he asks. You try to remember his name, but it’s so, so difficult to focus on anything but the feeling of your clit grinding against the muscles he had flexed just for you to get yourself off on. Nodding frantically, you whimper, "Y-Yes, yes I like it, love riding your… your thigh. Feels so good…"

"You’re such a good girl, aren’t you? Not as feral as I thought", he chuckles and the movement jostles you forward, coaxing another moan out of you. "Pretty little thing is so well mannered, answering when spoken to. Begging for what she wants. I should keep you, kitty. What do you think, hm? Wanna be my little pet?"

You whimper softly, the tips of your ears burning with an intense heat as you stare up at the man through lidded eyes. His words sent your heart a flutter, stomach bunching into a tight knot as your nerves tingle like a live wire.

You felt small sitting on his thigh, dwarfed by his much larger stature as you struggle to stay seated. You could feel the heat pooling rapidly in the pit of your stomach, heart beating hard against your ribs and pounding loudly in your ears as your breaths come out in short, rough pants. Your pussy clenches around nothing and it almost drives you insane. It hurts.

"Yes, yes please I’ll do anything! Just please fuck me already!"

"Ah-ah, I‘ve already told you", he chuckles, shaking his head, "I‘ll pound that needy hole of yours as soon as your little baby-fever is over, got it? Gonna pump you full of my cum until it leaks, but right now, I can’t risk knocking you up when I just got my hands on you."

Whining, you rock your hips back and forth at a faster pace, bringing yourself closer to the edge. Everything‘s being stimulated with each buck of your hips and small shivers shoot up your spine every time you brush your clit against his muscles. You were moaning loud and wanton as you rode his thigh, shamelessly using him for your own pleasure, to reduce the burning heat of desire between your legs.

"Now be a good girl and make yourself cum like that", the demon hums, his tongue swiping over sharp teeth as he watches you move, "Show me you deserve my cock."

Feeling the grip of his hands on your hips tighten, he suddenly bounces his leg, rocking you along with it, which finally causes the coil in your stomach to shatter into a million pieces as your orgasm violently courses through you.

Your movements falter, fingers numb as you hold tight onto his shoulders and what little sanity you had left. The demon forces you to ride out the waves of your pleasure high, pressing his leg hard against your clit until you beg for him to stop, crying that’s it’s too much, yet not enough at the same time.

"There you go, there’s my girl", he grins, "Fuck, kitty. I will take good care of you."

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theragethatisdesire · 9 months

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"l’amore è cieco" - eren x reader - 18+!!!

back to the ti penso universe!!! finally!! did you guys miss it? i know i did; i am utterly obsessed with these two. i've had this sitting in my unfinished wip pile for way too long not to share.

our lovebirds have gotten the wedding all wrapped up with, so we're a solid four years past them reuniting in italy....and surprise! they're expecting!!!!! i could literally scream just writing that; the grip dad!eren has on me will never let up, i fear......anyways, this one's a little rough because i've picked it apart a thousand times and i'm just tired of editing, so you guys enjoy!!! sorry if it's not quite up to par :/

pairing: eren x reader

wc: 4k

DISCLAIMER: this post contains MATURE CONTENT that is intended only for those over 18. if you are a minor, please do not read below the cut.

CWs: smut, reader is pregnant, use of names (baby, mama, pretty, beautiful, etc), swearing, vaginal sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, lactation kink, creampie, crying, tooth-rotting fluff

title means "love is blind" in italian, per tradition w this verse <3

Right on schedule with your new daily, depressing routine, you stand in front of the mirror running your hands over your body, examining the recent changes. On second thought, scrutinizing might be a better word.

You’re grateful your job has allowed you to work from home for your entire pregnancy, editing articles from the journalists who can actually travel while snuggled up on your couch, but the downside of it is that you’ve had far too much time to mull on all of the ways your body has stretched and warped to accommodate the growing little girl in your stomach. You thought pregnancy was supposed to be beautiful, and sometimes it is, but more often than not, you just feel like a swollen, hormonal mess.

You “popped”, as all the mommy podcasts say, about two weeks ago, and thin stretch marks have begun to appear on your stomach. Eren calls them your “tiger stripes”, having been in full-blown cringe dad mode since the day you took the test. Bizarre cravings control you at all hours of the day, evidenced by the little black crumbs you’re picking out of your sports bra, left behind by your fourteen-Oreo breakfast today. You gaze longingly at the jewelry box on your bathroom counter; you haven’t been able to wear your wedding band in weeks, the tan line already beginning to fade from your finger. Before you can get a hold of yourself, the hormones have you in their grip, and hot, frustrated tears are spilling down your cheeks.

“Babe, have you seen that tie with the red–” Eren materializes in the doorway with absolutely no warning, as he’s prone to do, but cuts himself off at the sight of you, “baby, no, again?”

“Don’t say it like that,” you say, reluctantly allowing him to take you in his arms.

“Like what?” Eren’s voice is sweet, but hesitant. He’s been living under the constant threat of getting his head bitten off for mundane reasons because of you. It makes you feel worse, makes you shove him away and glare at him accusingly.

“Like I’m always fucking crying.” You are always crying, but you wish he would at least muster up some semblance of surprise at finding you in tears yet again. You turn away from him, wiping your face in the mirror. “Shouldn’t you be packing? Your flight leaves in like, three hours.”

“I’ll cancel,” Eren coos, stepping behind you to wrap his arms around your waist, picking your belly up in his hands.

It’s some hack he got off Tik Tok, supposed to take the weight off of your back for a precious moment, and as much as you don’t necessarily want to be touched right now, it actually helps. You’ve been alternating between thinking Eren’s overenthusiastic parenting research is adorable and mind-numbingly annoying, but for the moment, your back has stopped aching for the first time all morning, and you sigh, leaning into him.

“You can’t cancel,” you murmur, momentarily soothed, “‘s a big client. Where is it again? France?”

“I just got back from France, Miss Pregnancy Brain,” Eren chuckles, quieting immediately upon catching your lethal gaze in the mirror. “It’s just over in LA, and honestly, I could have Hitch go if you need me.”

“No, I can take care of myself, it’s just like…” a fresh wave of tears spills down your cheeks, “fuck, I don’t even know what’s wrong with me.”

Eren nods into your shoulder, letting you sniffle. It’s not a new trait, your outright refusal to ask for help, but it’s been exacerbated by your pregnancy, especially considering exactly how much help you actually need now.

You’ve taken custody of all of his sweatpants, not yet able to bring yourself to buy maternity clothes. You’d walked in sobbing and humiliated the other day because you’d peed yourself on the long elevator ride up to your apartment in front of the neighbors. You can’t sleep on your stomach anymore; Eren has to prop himself up just right beside you and sandwich you between himself and a wall of pillows to stop you from turning. You know it hurts him seeing you miserable, and you try to suck it up and enjoy the positives of pregnancy as much as you can, but you can’t muster up that strength every day.

“Hush,” Eren pulls your wet face to his chest, letting you stain the Number 1 Dad! t-shirt he had bought himself. “I’m not going.”

“Eren–”

“I’m not,” he says firmly, rubbing small circles into the bottom of your spine, “you need me here, whether you want to admit it or not.”

You grumble complacently, nuzzling into him. You do need him, as much as you want to think you can tough it out on your own. Eren’s bought book after book, not just for the baby, but for you. Most nights you find him reading titles like You’ve Made the Baby…Now What? or How to Survive Pregnancy: A Guide for Men with his feet propped up on the coffee table, a habit that, despite your efforts, you cannot nag him out of. It’s cute, honestly, how over-the-top he’s gotten with baby prep, especially when you’re often too exhausted to wrap your mind around reading a parenting guide.

“I feel ugly,” you admit quietly, sticky and snotty against his shirt. “I feel disgusting.”

“What?” Eren’s reaction is one of genuine confusion. He pushes you away from him so he can search your face, waiting patiently for you to elaborate.

“I’m gaining an obscene amount of weight, my ankles are the size of my knees, I can’t wear a single one of my rings, what am I supposed to feel like?”

Eren frowns. “Those things are supposed to happen. I read last night–”

“I don’t care!” Your voice cracks under the weight of your frustration, and you press your fingers into your eyes hard enough to see stars, trying to regain control of your temper. “I don’t care that it’s supposed to happen. It still sucks.”

“I think you’re beautiful,” Eren sounds earnest, but you scoff at him anyway.

“We’re married. You’re supposed to say that.”

“I don’t have to.”

You cock an eyebrow at him. “If you want your head to stay on your shoulders you do.”

Eren laughs at that, tugging you over to stand between his legs as he sits on the bed. “So, you’re serious? You genuinely don’t think you look good pregnant?”

“No,” you rub at your nose, “I don’t.”

Eren looks up at you, cupping your face gently. “I disagree.”

“Do you really?”

“I think you look better than ever.”

“That’s an insult to non-pregnant me,” you roll your eyes, moving to step away, but Eren holds you tight between his legs.

“It’s not,” he insists, “there’s just some things your pregnant body has that you didn’t necessarily have before. Some things that I like.”

You cock an eyebrow at him. “Cankles?”

Eren chuckles breathily, shaking his head. “I adore your cankles, but they weren't exactly the first thing that came to mind. Take these, for one thing.”

Eren presses his nose into your sports bra, hands moving up underneath to palm at your swollen tits. You let out a breathy laugh as he explores, already feeling a low heat beginning to simmer in your core. That’s one perk of entering your second trimester; your hormones might turn on a dime, but your sex drive has skyrocketed.

Eren shoves your bra up to free your tits, groaning appreciatively as he takes a nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking. You watch as he feels his way around with his mouth, humming contentedly under your breath, when suddenly, his eyes fly open and he shoots away from you.

“What?”

Eren shushes you, bringing a hand to the breast that had been in his mouth and squeezing lightly. White liquid beads on your nipple, and you cover your face in shame.

“When did that start?”

“A few days ago,” you admit, trying to push his hands off of you, cheeks burning. Eren swats you away, leaning back into your nipple, sucking harder. You can feel a small stream of milk leaving you, relieving some of the pressure in your tits; a moan rumbles deep in Eren’s chest, and you can see his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows. Eren releases your nipple with a loud pop and looks up at you panting, eyes blown wide.

“Is it weird that that’s kinda hot?”

“Probably.”

“Does it hurt?”

“No,” you hum, threading your hands through his hair and urging him back to your chest, “feels good.”

That’s all Eren needs to hear, diving back into your chest with renewed vigor. As he continues, you realize it doesn’t just feel good, it actually feels incredible. You’ve always had sensitive breasts, but with the pregnancy, sensation has increased tenfold; you can feel your panties getting wetter as the weight of your full breast decreases. When Eren’s gotten all he can from your left nipple, he moves to your right, replacing his mouth on the now-abandoned nipple with his hand to twist gently at the wet skin.

The combined sensation makes your knees buckle; Eren saves you smoothly by wrapping an arm around your lower back, yanking you to him to straddle his leg. It’s the perfect angle for you to roll your hips against his thigh slowly, feeling the much-needed friction of his sweatpants against your cunt.

“Eren…” you breathe out, voice nothing more than a wisp of air.

“I know baby,” Eren speaks directly into your flesh, not willing to back away for even a moment, “feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Feels so good,” you whimper, clutching him to you with fistfuls of his hair.

“Told you this new body’s not so bad, hm?” Eren closes his teeth down on your nipple lightly; you almost keel over from the shockwave it sends through you.

You nod, rubbing yourself against his thigh faster. It’s awkward and cumbersome with your belly in the way, but it’s enough for now, enough to light your nerves on fire in that way that only Eren’s ever been able to.

“Fuckin’ ridiculous,” Eren mutters, grabbing onto your hips to help you get your rhythm right, “you’re so perfect, and you don’t even see it.”

Your fingers dig into his arms as you moan. “But my stomach–”

“But nothing,” Eren kisses you, mumbling into your mouth, “love your stomach, love your tits, love all of it. You think it doesn’t make me so fucking hard, watching you walk around with that big belly and knowing what it came from? I did that. We did that, didn’t we baby?”

“Mhm,” you bite into his shoulder, the friction on your clit through your sweatpants is getting to your head, making you dizzy. “Eren, Eren–”

“Sh sh sh,” Eren shushes you, moving so that he can look you in the eyes, “what do you need? Tell me.”

“I don’t– I don’t know, I just…” you can’t find the words, so in need of him that you can’t even decide what sounds best. His mouth? His fingers? All of it?

“Okay, okay,” Eren says quietly, standing you both up only to lay you against the pillows, “I’ve gotcha.”

He nudges his sweatpants down your legs, bringing your panties with them, spreads your legs so he can see the most intimate part of you. Eren brings his hand to your clit, rubbing tentatively, but you’re so desperate for him that it’s enough to make your back arch, a long, throaty moan ripping out of you. He lays beside you, gently playing with your clit and watching in awe at the reaction you give him, already a blubbering mess after only a few minutes.

“So sensitive, aren’t you mama?”

“Yes,” you hiss out through clenched teeth, a fresh wave of arousal flooding you at the name, “s-so sensitive. Need to cum, I need, n-need–”

“I’ll make you cum,” Eren promises, sinking a finger into you, “I’ll make you cum, baby.”

“Fuck, Eren, it’s– I can’t–”

“Feel good?”

“So fucking good,” you’re basically sobbing at this point, fingers clenched into the muscles of his bicep, clinging to him and humping his hand. You’re not sure if it’s the lack of sex over the first trimester (“What if I hit the baby’s head?” Eren had asked nervously whenever you approached him) or the rawness of the sensation against your over-sensitive body, but you’ve never been so close to your orgasm so quickly.

You don’t hold out long; Eren’s skilled with even just one finger, and before long, you’re crying out his name, gushing all over his hand. Eren presses his lips to your forehead in a sweet kiss despite having utterly destroyed you less than thirty seconds ago.

“Ready for me?”

“Sit,” you pant, pointing to the massive stack of pillows against your headboard. Eren raises his eyebrows in surprise, but does as he’s told, only pausing to pull his clothes off. The loss of the stupid dad t-shirt is a relief as much as feeling his bare chest under your hands. Due to your hormones, you’ve thrown Eren out of the house several times, and you’ve demanded to be alone enough to where his only solution is to go to the gym downstairs and work out until you’ve calmed down. It shows: his chest has grown broader and stronger, and the veins on his arms are nearly popping through the skin. “You look good.”

“Yeah?” Eren offers a shit-eating grin, flexing his bicep ever so subtly. “You should see yourself.”

“You seriously think I look good like this?” You’re straddling his hips now, rubbing your clit on his bare cock. It’s a lewd sight, his cock drooling on his abs, glistening with your cum; your cunt clenches around nothing, more than ready to be filled.

“Mhm, you look so fucking good like that,” Eren grunts, hands finding your hips again and lifting you up to sink you down on his cock, both of you letting out loud, satisfied groans, “but you look much better like this.”

You grind your hips against his, not possessing the energy to bounce your now-heavier body, but it makes you see stars. Eren rarely lets you ride him, much preferring to bend you over or pin you to the bed himself, but with your bump, you now have an excuse to hop on top of him whenever you like. It’s been close to a decade of fucking him, but the full stretch of him never fails to shock you, the way he pushes into you until you’re positive he’s in your stomach. With Eren sitting up, his cock stays firmly nestled against your g-spot, pushing little bits of squirt out of you with each movement of your hips.

“Eren–” you whimper, holding your breasts as you rock into him.

“Shit- you’re so tight like this,” Eren says through his clenched jaw, throwing his head back against the headboard, “why don’t you ride me more often?”

“You don’t let me,” you say with a watery giggle.

“Stupid,” Eren gasps, “‘m so fucking stupid.”

You’re too fucked out to voice your agreement, opting for sliding a hand down your body to flick at your clit. You can’t quite reach it around your bump, though, a discontented noise leaving your lips. Eren opens his eyes, takes notice of the way you’re hunching your back, and swats your hand away.

“I got it, I got it,” he pants, tucking his hand underneath your swollen belly to rub your clit just the way he knows you like it.

“Oh, f-fuck,” you choke out, throwing your head back.

“Good?”

“Yeah,” you hiss, “‘s perfect.”

“Take what you need, mama,” Eren’s watching you intently, a glimmer of admiration in his eye, “take what you need.”

You’re moaning pitifully, loud and wanton as Eren’s cock moves inside of you. Your cunt tightens around him desperately as the bubble building in your stomach threatens to explode.

“Think you get wetter like this, all swollen with my baby,” Eren muses, leaning forward to latch his mouth around one of your nipples where more milk has already started to pool. His words have a visceral reaction on you; you cry, tears welling in your eyes as you spiral towards your release.

“I think–I think I’m gonna– oh fuck, don’t stop,” you croon, rocking your hips as fast as you can manage. Eren mumbles around your nipple, something about how beautiful you look, and you come undone around him, grinding your hips hard against his and cradling him to your chest. He might have a point- there’s damn near a puddle of your arousal at the base of where you’re connected, slicking up the skin on his hips and the inside of your thighs.

“Better?” Eren pulls you in for a kiss; you can feel him grinning through it.

“Maybe a little,” you admit, laughing light and watery against his mouth.

“Mmm,” Eren hums, grabbing you by the hips and lifting you only to drop you down again and turn your laughter to a quiet whimper, “not good enough. Need you to be much better.”

“Fuck me, then,” you nip at his bottom lip, earn yourself a deep groan.

“Can you— can you hold yourself up like this?” Eren scooches both of you down, albeit, a little awkwardly, so that he can lay flat on the bed. He moves you up until you’ve only got him halfway inside of you, cocking a questioning eyebrow at you.

“Yeah, I–I think so.”

“And you’re sure I’m not going to hurt–”

“Jesus Christ– no Eren, it’s fine, just– fuck,” he cuts you off with a sharp snap of his hips up into yours, grinning menacingly when your eyes roll back.

“Like that?”

“Just like that,” you moan, annoyance wiped from you with one clean stroke. Eren takes that for the green light that it is and starts pistoning his hips up into you, swearing under his breath. Even though he’d instructed you to hold yourself up, he makes good use of his new muscles, suspending you at the perfect height to feel every inch of him as he fucks up into you like his life depends on it.

“You look so fucking gorgeous like this,” Eren growls, “all swollen with my fuckin’ baby. Gonna keep you like this, give you as many as you want.”

“Eren–” you choke out, suffocating on the way he’s fucking you, his words, him. For the first time in months, you feel amazing, holding your chest and groaning long and loud as Eren thrusts up into you.

“Baby, I’m- fuck, not gonna–” Eren cuts himself off with something that sounds suspiciously close to a whimper, throwing his head back.

“Cum in me,” you pant, nodding urgently at him, “want it so bad.”

“Oh fuck,” Eren groans, hips moving impossibly faster. His fingers are digging into your hips near to the point of pain, and that little frown he makes when he’s about to cum is crumpling his face. You do want it, badly.

“Please Eren, I need it,” you gasp, legs trembling on either side of his hips.

“Fucking love you, love you so much,” Eren slurs, hips stuttering. With a long, throaty moan, he slams you down one final time, cumming deep inside of you. You grind against him as he does, moaning along with him at the familiar warmth in your belly. Exhausted, you momentarily forget about your bump and try to collapse facefirst on him- that’s enough to snap Eren out of his post-orgasm haze.

“Whoa, whoa,” Eren shoves you back upright, lifting you under your shoulders and laying you on your back, “careful.”

You wince. “Shit, sorry. Sometimes I forget. It’s still sort of new.”

“I know,” Eren agrees, eyes locked lovingly on your baby bump, “love it, though.”

“Really?”

Eren cocks a disbelieving eyebrow at you. “If that didn’t convince you, I don’t know what will.”

You giggle at that; he’s always been good at this, cheering you up and diffusing your worries like it’s second nature. After ten years, it probably is at this point.

“I don’t mean to be so down on myself, really,” you sigh, tracing a finger over where his hand’s splayed on your stomach, “it’s just…so much harder than I thought it would be.”

Eren nods thoughtfully. “That’s reasonable. But you’re so good at it.”

“I haven’t even– what?” The insecurities that you’ve been successfully masking under good natured teasing and occasional annoyance come slipping from between your lips. You’ve thought it for weeks; how Eren’s so into all the baby stuff, so enthusiastic about learning everything he can, while all you’ve managed is trying not to gag when he cooks eggs in the morning and picking out some onesies. “What about all of your books and your podcasts and crap? You’re the one doing everything.”

“That’s all I can do,” Eren scoffs, “you’re doing all the hard stuff, like carrying the baby around and puking every morning and crying all the time–”

“Hey!”

“I’m serious,” Eren shushes you, “you’re putting in all the legwork. I mean, you’re literally growing our baby. You’re a fucking rockstar mom already. If anyone’s not doing enough here, it’s me.”

That’s one thing about Eren that will never get easier; his deep, unwavering admiration for you, no matter what you’re doing. Sure, it’s endearing when Eren spins you around in his arms for something as simple as finally getting that croissant recipe to come out well, but when he’s praising you for something that’s actually difficult? It’s sweet enough to give you a cavity, warm your heart, and turn your cheeks pink all at once, even after all this time.

“Well, if you’d like to take a shift carrying her around, be my guest. She’s a chunky little thing already,” you roll your eyes, tucking your face into Eren’s ribs to mask the flush rising to your face.

“I’d do it for you if I could,” Eren sighs in faux-thoughtfulness, “but I wouldn’t look half as hot.”

You giggle furiously when he lands a slap to your ass, swatting at his chest. “God, it still doesn’t feel real, does it? A little girl that’s half you, half me.”

“It does and it doesn’t,” Eren shrugs, bringing a hand back to your stomach, “I don’t know about you, but I’ve been thinking about it since Italy.”

You gape at him. “That long?”

“You know I’m always ahead of you on this stuff,” Eren teases, squeezing your cheeks together, “knew I wanted you first, knew I wanted you back first, knew we should get married…”

“Yeah, yeah,” you roll your eyes at his bragging, “it’s just, like…are we ready? To do this?”

“This?” Eren cocks his head.

“The whole…‘parents’ thing.”

“Putting aside the fact that you're way too late to be having those kinds of thoughts,” Eren says, rubbing your lower back, “of course we’re ready. There’s no perfect parents, but I believe in us– believe in you. Gonna be the best mama any baby’s ever had, I know you will.”

“I don’t even…oh, Eren.” You’re tearing up again–damn hormones. Eren wipes at your tears, planting a big kiss on your forehead.

“I mean it. You’re going to be great, already are,” he says, smiling down at you. He holds you just like that for a few moments, letting you nuzzle into his chest, until his little grin grows wicked. “Although…the only thing I can say I am worried about is which one of us is going to accidentally teach her her first swear word. Should we bet on it?"

Even through your tears, you cock an eyebrow at him. “You and I both know that’s going to be Jean. Especially after what you taught Clara the last time we babysat.”

Eren barks out a laugh. “Hey, hearing her call Jean ‘Daddy Jackass’ was funny, and you know it!”

“Thanks for reminding me,” you smirk, “now I know what I’m teaching our little girl first.”

“No way!”

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spookyghostbunny · 3 months

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I missed your smile too

Alright everyone, come get your yummy bread crumbs!

Lucifer was pacing back and forth in his room full of rubber ducks. That fight with the hotel's busboy really got to him. What was his name again? Doesn't matter. He stops when he sees a duck that looks like Charlie. He picks it up, beginning to rant aloud.

"That busboy is insane! He really had the fucking nerve to call him your dad to my face! Me! Lucifer!The King of Hell! Your real dad! Your flesh and blood! Your kin! He can't possibly think he's a better dad than me!? No one in Hell is a better dad than me!" He paused, looking down at the Charlie duck. "Right?"

The duck of course didn't respond.

He lets out a pathetic sigh, holding the duck close and flopping on his bed. Who was he kidding? Anyone would be a better dad to Charlie than him. He was barely in her life! He doesn't know her favorite drink, her favorite color, anything! He didn't even know she had a girlfriend until today!

Lucifer rolled over, shoving his face into a pillow with a groan. He was the worst dad in the universe!

The sad little man looked up from his pity party when he heard a soft knock on the door. He quickly gets up, clumsy running around and fixing his appearance. "Uh- C-come in!" He answered once he looked mostly presentable.

Charlie opens the door, peaking around the messy room. She doesn't remember there being this many ducks.

Lucifer stared at her in complete shock. His daughter? Here? HIS DAUGHTER WAS HERE!!!

He coughs, trying to act cool. "Heeeey, Char-Char! What- what are you doing here? Couldn't get enough of your old man today, eh!" He rubs the back of his neck. What do you do in a situation like this? It's been years since Charlie came to visit him. Did she somehow know he was thinking about her?

Was the princess psychic this entire time!?

Charlie carefully steps into the room. "Hey, dad. Nice ducks?" She picks one up to examine. The ducky flipped in her hand before it suddenly started spitting fire. "AH!-" She yelps, dropping the duck and jumping away in fear.

Lucifer freaked out. "CHARLIE I'M SO SORRY THAT DUCK WAS A NEWER ONE I KNEW IT WAS STUPID PLEASE DON'T HATE ME-" He was cut off when Charlie placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Deep breaths, dad. It's ok. I don't hate you. I never hated you." She helps him get his breathing normal as she leads him to the bed.

They sit down, Charlie taking her dad's hands in hers. "I just wanted to thank you for... Everything. I know we were... Distant- But today was a huge step forward!" His daughter smiles, and Lucifer had to hold back tears. "You're an amazing dad. I wouldn't want anyone else."

That did it. That broke the camel's back. He choked on a sob, pulling the sweet princess into a tight hug. His daughter really was psychic!!

Charlie hugged back just as hard. She didn't like seeing her father cry. A frown wasn't a good look on him. Like Alastor says: You're never fully dressed without a smile!

And she knew just the trick to bring his back.

Without any warning Charlie pulls back and tackles her dad.

"Oof! Wha- Charlie! What are- Oh no. Nononono!" His eyes widen with panic from the mischievous smirk on her face.

"Who's this Charlie you speak of? I'm.... The Tickle Monster! Rawrrr!" She broke character for a second to giggle. Lucifer used to use this trick on her when she was sad, so now she's returning the favor! She formed her hands into claws and wiggled them above his stomach. "I'm here to feast!" She growled in a deep funny voice.

Lucifer panicked more, but he also felt a mixture of silliness and pride. It's been a long long time since him and Charlie played together. He thought she wouldn't remember this game. His smile turned wobbly, deciding to play along. "Pl-please, Miss T-tickle Monster! Have m-hehehercy!" He was already starting to giggle.

Charlie broke character again to squee in pure happiness. She didn't actually expect him to go along with this! She clears her throat, putting back on her scary tickle monster persona. "Silence! My meals don't talk!" She dives in, attacking his belly with many scribbles and pokes. "They laugh!"

Luci squealed, bursting into high-pitched giggles. He grabs onto Charlie's wrists, but he made no move to push them away. "Chahaharlie! Ihihit tihihickles!"

Charlie couldn't help but to coo at her dad. "That's the point, ya goober! And that's Miss Tickle Monster to you!" She moved up higher to pinch at his ribs.

The King of Hell's giggles turned into full on laughter. He kicked his feet and squirmed, still not trying to get away.

"My, these ribs give off some tasty laughter! I must have more!" With each pinch she made a nomming noise like she was actually eating his laughter.

Lucifer flushed at the silliness of it all. He had to admit, this was making him feel better. It's been so long since he had a good laugh, and the anxiety from earlier melted away with each "nom."

Charlie stopped to give her father a quick break. "Mmm! Those ribs were delicious! Now I'm craving something for dessert!"

Lucifer froze. He knew what that meant. Still, he didn't want to ruin the fun. He pretended to be curious. In reality, he was preparing himself for what's to come. "What would that be, Miss Tickle Monster?"

"Raspberries!" The Princess leaned down, blowing a huge raspberry on Lucifer's tummy.

Luci went absolutely crazy with laughter! He even let out a few snorts! "OHOHOHO GOHOHOHODNEHEHESS!!" He shook his head, covering his blushy face.

Charlie was delighted by his reaction and laughed along with him. She blew a few more raspberries before deciding he had enough and falling onto the bed next to him. "You alright there, dad?"

"Ihih'm fihihine!" Despite still being giggly he felt great!

Soon enough, they were both taking a well deserved nap.

"That's good. I really did miss your smile too, dad." She hugs him, snuggling into his side.

#roman writes things #lee!lucifer #ler!charlie #hazbin hotel tickles #soft silly father daughter bonding #how many of my fics end with the characters falling alseep #not important😌

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keeksandgigz · 6 months

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eddie munson x fem! reader

Here's some mean!eddie crumbs cause I'm a whore. Happy Halloween!

cw: mean!eddie, use of a toy, overstimulation, edging, humiliation, dirty talk, orgasm denial

18+ minors dni pls!!! smutty smut smut below the cut!!

You have an issue.

Not one of titanic proportions, not one you'd, like, debate life or death over. It's a bullet- sized issue nestled in the pocket of your panties.

It feels like it's been rumbling against you for hours, while your boyfriend sits next to you on the couch watching some dumb game show. He isn't even paying attention to you, whilst you whine and cry and beg him to turn the finger- sized issue off.

And each time you utter a weak and teary please he yanks at his belt, which he used to bind your hands behind your back after you'd tried to claw your way into your panties and try to turn the toy off at just about after the second time you came.

At that he tutted, a bit mean, a bit pitiful "I told you to keep your fucking hands still. Guess I have to do everything myself, don't I baby?" and boy did he.

He had you bent over the couch, your legs on the comfy cushions (he was mean, not evil) and your upper chest rested on the arm rest, feeling yourself leak through your leggings.

The pressure had let up, providing you with a bit of relief from the constant, almost painful, stimulation that came from sitting down.

Unfortunately, he noticed, just because every once in a while he'd press two fingers right against the seam of your leggings, laughing like a maniac at your screams, keeping the pads of his thick fingers there for a few minutes, wait until your wails become cute little uhn noises. Then he lets up.

"Ed please" you had mumbled the first, second, third time.

"You gotta make up your mind, baby I thought you said no more" and he chuckled at that "Cumming's too much for my little crybaby, huh?" it was a rhetorical question, but even if he wanted you to answer, you wouldn't have been able to.

Words were hard for you, your tongue feeling too big for your mouth as you settled your head on the armrest and began drooling.

He had been doing that for the past hour.

"Keepin' count, baby?" he says, acknowledging you for the first time in twenty minutes, taking a swig of his beer.

"Ed...oh.. I- uhn! You didn't- didn't tell me!" you cry, as you feel his free hand trail up the inside of your thigh, to the side of your butt, then smack. His ringed hand delivering a harsh slap right on the right side of your butt.

At this point you're crying. Edging? Overstimulation? Humiliation? It could have been all three or none of them at the same time.

"C'mon, honey, you're so smart" he coos and caresses your head, almost as if he wants to take a look at your brain, the mechanics of what's got you acting so dumb all of a sudden.

"How 'bout this" he adds, and you feel the cushions shift, trembling. Your ears still only hearing the loud buzz of the bullet nestled between your legs. "How 'bout you give me a... I dunno, an approximation. My big brainy slut, aren't you honey? Y'know what that word means" His chest was against your back now, his hair tickling your cheeks, hot breath directly into your earl, gripping the "leash" end of his belt for dear life.

Every one of his words makes you tremble, and you think you might not make it out of this alive. Think. If it'd been an hour since your last orgasm then--

His knee presses right against your cunt, and you scream. "C'mon spelling bee, thought you had it, saw the few cogs in your brain turn a little" his taunts only make you want to grind back into his knee, chasing the release he's ben so cruelly denying you.

He lets up again, and you breathe.

"I- I think it- It was" and his knee is pressed up right against you again and it's moving. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up-

"What was that, honey? Thought you said something" he laughs again. Cocky little shit.

"Ed- Ed... uhn" and that was his cue to remove his knee.

"Didn't think so. Does my little mathlete have a number now?" he kisses behind your ear and it's wet, needy kisses.

Fuck it, you just decide to guess. "I uh- seven?"

"Lucky number seven" he says, and he lets go of his belt. Suddenly you don't feel him on you anymore.

He's grabbing at the sides of your leggings and you swear to god you hear him gasp.

"Holy fucking shit, baby, you're soaked through" he thumbs at the material of your panties, once again pushing the bullet right against your clit.

His thumb rubs up and down, and with him the bullet toy, which you're surprised is still alive.

He gets you close again, and you let out a weak "Eight," once again slumping on the arm rest.

"Good girl" he says, groping your ass and giving it a couple well- timed smacks, making you jump from your haze. You whine.

"Ed can I please cu-" and you feel him move your panties to the side, reaching for the offending toy and turning it off.

Shit. Shit. Now's the time. He's gonna make you cum.

Instead he slowly unravels the belt from your wrists, slowly massaging the tender flesh. He's pulling up your leggings again and with one last kiss to your cheek, your mouth flung open in shock, he sits back down.

"Eddie! What the fuck?" you plop back down on the couch, the slick between your legs is uncomfortably wet "You're an asshole, y'know that?" you dare say, and all he does is chuckle.

"That'll teach you about being a smartass while I'm watching Jeopardy."

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c1tr1sfl0w3rs · 6 months

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'My Pretty Wife'

Hey guys! I know it's been a while I've been very busy with school stuff so I haven't had time to write but I had inspiration by a dream :) didnt edit or spell check

18+ MDNI NSFW DARK (DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE DARK CONTENT!!)

You loved being a housewife, in your pretty sundresses and aprons cooking, baking, cleaning doing your wifely duties that william expected you to do. it got lonely without him though, he was the only person you saw and without him it was just you, alone, you hate being alone. so everyday when your husband came home to you, you're kissing him and wrapped up in his big arms where you belong.

He loved the fact that you needed him, it stroked his ego and warmed his twisted heart. seeing you all pretty in the dresses he picked and bought for you, so desperate for a crumb of his affection, bombarding him with your love. "hi honey did you miss me baby?" your response is muffled into his chest but he hears every word "I always miss you daddy, I'm so lonely without you"

He breaks out into a smirk, he grabs your chin making you look into his handsome face, "I missed you more bunny" he leans into you and kisses you holding both sides of your face, making you breathless, dominating you with his mouth. he can put you into a daze with no effort, everytime he does it makes you drip onto your thighs because william won't let you wear panties under your dresses.

William was so proud how far you've come, how good he's trained you. his precious bunny, from a crying mess in his basement to his perfect pretty wife. breaking your passionate kiss seeing you as putty in his hand, he knew you were ready for the next part of his plan.

Looking into his eyes not a thought in your head. eyes you were scared of not long ago but that was now a fuzzy far away memory. you loved your husband and you would do anything to please just how he liked it.

"Bunny I wanna do something special tonight but I need to know you're ready for this, ready for me." he said moving his hands from your face to your waist. "I'm always ready for you daddy. I belong to you." your responses never fail to give him a smile as he smiles at you again, so big it's almost creepy since it was him though you found it exciting. he only smiled like that when he was gonna make you come so many times that what little you have left of your brain is gone.

"That's what I love to hear honey, I know you get lonely when I'm gone. how about daddy gives his sweet bunny a baby. do you want that sweetheart?" your heart thumping out of your chest, goosebumps erupt over your skin. a baby? you've never thought about kids but you would never be alone again and it would be your and williams baby. head racing a million miles a minute, he wanted a baby with you. he picked you as his wife and now he wants a baby, a family with you. your heart swelled with happiness. you're just as twisted as he is

After a long pause of silence you finally spoke up. "please give me your baby, please I need you daddy." the second those words left your mouth william was kissing you intensely, consuming you and turning you to mush. "I knew you were gonna be a good bunny and take my babies when I first saw you, daddy had to have you baby and I'm so glad I do. my best girl, mine who do you belong to honey?" his words combined with the fact he had now picked you up and was carrying you back to your shared bedroom made you a mess you wondered if he could feel your wetness leaking though his pants with the way your legs wrapped around him. "I belong to you daddy, only you." he places you down on the bed crawling in between your spread legs. sucking on your neck, thumbing your hard nipples through your thin dress. you whimper out a pathetic noise and he snickers then whispers in your ear "beg me to touch you slut, prove to daddy that you need me."

Your hands reach up to grab at his wrists "Ill do anything please touch me, I love it when you touch me" he moves a hand from your chest to your thighs under your skirt, tracing the letters of his name right next to where you need him to touch you. "please don't tease me please touch me."

"My needy bunny" william finally drags a finger through your slit. "baby you're making a mess" as his other hand wraps around your neck you whine pathetically.

he slips two fingers in and thrusts them in and out hitting that perfect spot every time. the louder he makes you moan and cry his name the harder it makes his dick.

"Daddys ruined you for anyone else two seconds and you're a dumb baby humping my hand." he starts rubbing your clit with his thumb and you can feel your orgasm wash over you almost painful with how good he makes you feel. he talks you through it words condescending, fingers pumping. William doesn't stop until you're crying begging him to give you a second. "I thought you could take it honey, you talk a big game for someone crying over two of my fingers. Now lick them clean"

Your mouth takes in his sticky digits, tongue lapping at them. hallowing your cheeks and sucking like you would on him with your teary eyes.

"Damn princess you make me so hard it hurts, lay back now I'm gonna fuck you so good the only thing you'll know is the word daddy." you're quick to do as he says pulling up the skirt of your dress, spreading your legs open. he unbuckles his belt and pulls out his heavy cock. So pretty long thick and leaking all for you.

He pushes into you, legs thrown over his shoulders and starts a rhythm that has you gripping the sheets.

"Oh my- oh daddy please" he moans, William loves having you like this wrapped around him. Vulnerable and the little broken pieces of your soul in his hands.

You'll never feel more pleasure then you feel right now. The power he feels from it is almost better than your sweet little cunt.

Almost, nothing could feel better than you. Soft gummy slick hole all for him. The way you flutter around him when you're about to fall apart like youre doing now. Addicting he could never get enough of you.

"I can feel that you're close honey, come on daddys dick" you come instantly, crying out as he fucks you through it. "Good girl so fucking good for daddy" He fucks you like an animal, chasing his high and overstimulating you. He finishes inside you , pressed flush against him. You feel him soften and think you are gonna sleep like this plugged by him to make sure he gets what he wants but his voice startles you out of your sleepy daze

"Silly bunny were not done yet, you're gonna suck me clean and then I'm gonna fill you with another load just to make sure you give me a baby"

AHHH I HOPE U LIKED IT!! IVE BEEN HAVING BAD BRAIN ROT SINCE I SAW THE MOVIE! Anyways sunny out 🧚‍♀️

#william afton x you #fnaf william afton #fnaf movie #william afton x reader #william afton smut #william afton

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radiance1 · 7 months

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Vlad Masters. Ceo of Vladco, survivor of Ecto-acne, first halfa to have ever come into existence and brilliant scientist.

Is currently lost.

He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment before reopening them. He crouched down, before jumping up and over a nearby fence, determined to wander around in hopes of finding a solution to this perdicament.

Curse you, Jack Fenton. He didn't know how, but everything is always, undeniably that oaf's fault.

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Billy Batson dashed into a nearby alley, urging his legs to keep moving despite the burning feeling in both his legs and chest that demanded he stop. His eyes quickly scanned the alleyway, looking for anywhere to hide, or a path to continue his escape, only for despair to consume his heart.

A dead end.

A loud bark came from behind him, and he turned, blood rushing in his ears as he backed away slowly. He slowly moved his hands forward in front of him, a weak, fearful smile on his face. "E-Easy there, doggies. We can, we can talk this out. Yea?"

The biggest of the three dogs currently chasing him stepped forward, and he stepped back. The dog was all skin and bones, so much so that its ribs were clearly on display, the two smaller dogs behind it weren't faring much better, and only looked to have just a bit more meat on their bones than the one in front. The dog growled lowly, taking another step forward, while Billy took another step back.

"Ok uh, just- just wait a second okay...?" Billy slowly reached a hand up to the strap of his old bag and lifting it from his back. He slowly unzipped it and reached inside, digging around while keeping his eyes straight on of the dog in front of him, his hand hit his desired object and he slowly pulled it from his bag, before throwing it in front of the dog.

The dog sniffed the object, before taking the pack of jerky and slowly walking backwards, eyes trained on the human in front. Billy felt like crying.

That was supposed to be my lunch and Dinner...

The dog threw the pack of jerky over its shoulder, and the two dogs behind didn't waste a moment before ripping open the packaging and chowing down on the jerky inside. With each and every chomp, Billy felt more and more like he would cry. From his position, he could see the amount being reduced down to the single digits under seconds, before the two dogs stopped eating, instead licking the crumbs from the packaging and then raising their heads to bark happily, causing Billy to almost smile.

Almost.

If he weren't lamenting over the fate of his lunch and dinner for the next few days being gone in under 10 seconds.

The dog in front barked again, taking another step forward and Billy flinched. "Oh, oh! Uh, I'm sorry but I don't have anything else. So, so uh." Billy take another step backwards, cold sweat running down his face as he felt his back hit the wall. "So how about you guys, you know, leave me alone now?" He squeaked out.

The biggest dog growled lowly before, with surprising speed, ran forward and sank its teeth into Billy's bag. "He- HEY! Wait!" Billy struggled to both pull the bag back into his arms and not cause it to tear at the same time.

Unfortunately, very difficult to do in this situation.

"How are you so strong!?" Billy nearly sobbed, he's losing to a dog! "I only have one of these you know!? So let go already!" Billy held onto his bag's straps for tear life, struggling to gain more ground in this tug of war, before the sound of leather starting to tear reached his ears.

"My bag!" Billy tug his feet into the ground, finally succeeding in gaining from ground when he readjusted his hold from the straps to the top of it, before the other two dogs joined in.

He thinks he's going to lose a bag.

"Meow."

All movement ceased. The sound of struggle being replaced by silence as both human and dog(s) looked for the source of the sound.

"Meow."

They looked up, and a singular (extremely fluffy) black cat with fully red eyes stared back. The two younger dogs whined, ears lowering as the biggest began to growl.

"Meow." The cat meowed for a third time, staring down the three dogs intensely. The smaller dogs instantly let go, and fearfully backed away while the biggest ears lowered, yet their teeth was still lodged into Billy's bag.

"Meow." It meowed once more, fixing the biggest dog with the full brunt of its stare, and paralyzing it from fear, before a few seconds later it let go of the bag and backed away, turning around and barking at the two smaller dogs as they ran away from alleyway.

Billy blinked, staring at the retreating backs of the dogs until he couldn't see them, in disbelief. He stared back up at the cat, who licked the back of its paw and raised it up to its head to groom its fur. Billy quickly stared at its neck, seeing the lack of a pet collar of any kind.

"Meow." The cat stared at him with one open eye, and Billy jolted. "Oh! Uh! Thank you!" Billy nodded his head in thankfulness, before staring at his bag. "Oh right. My bag."

Billy felt like crying. Staring down at the nearly broken bag covered with bite marks. Actually, scratch that.

So he started crying.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc #dcxdp

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possuir-se · 14 days

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i finished heartbreak high. let's talk about it

as usual, i'm brazilian, my english is shit etc etc

theres no order here, only chaos

i missed amerie with malakai SO MUCH they are so cute and funny together, but here is my problem: why the writers can't have one couple last? there is always SO MUCH DRAMA around it, for christ sake. when malakai was sure about amerie she wasn't and when she was he wasn't. my fear is that they will do like sex education, and they won't be together in the end (like when they weren't in the finale). they only gave us crumbs, CRUMBS of malakai+amerie and i'm not ok with that.

spider and missy??????????????? i didn't know that i needed that? they were SO cute i was kicking my feet watching them. His mother sucked btw (WTF was that?), jesus. but the whole buildup was awesome. i liked the way was handled the whole ''i can't get it up'', she was so kind all the time, and i get, it takes time to trust someone. i posted last time that nobody had asked for them together, now i'm asking for more!!!!! (AND THE REDEPTION ARC FOR SPIDER?????? I FUCKING KNEW IT)

quinni? they didn't much with her? i'm kinda of disappointed? her arc was that everything was changing? she was crucial for the investigation, but? just that? i hated that

(almost) ZERO DUSTY? THANK U

ca$h and darren, it was so toxic in some moments. i was really sad. they fought a lot and didn't understand each other most of the time. their scenes together were awesome, but i don't know. i wasn't a fan. don't get me wrong, i love them. but it was missing something for me.

i'm actually a certified psychologist, so i can talk about rowan for hours, but i won't. just gonna say psicosis.

im gonna wrap this up

the origin of ca$h??? i cried, not gonna lie.

malakai in bed crying for the breakup had me LAUGHING MY ASS OFF

spider going down on missy is going to haunt me in my grave

we had bi malakai but at what cost???????????????????

i LOVED harper and ant, and loved haper's arc

i wanna see stories on ao3 LET'S GO PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#heartbreak high #heartbreak high netflix #spencer white #amerie x malakai #amerie wadia #malakai mitchell #harper mclean #darren rivers #douglas ca$h piggott #quinnie

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I'd love if like 141 goes out to the bar and gaz being a pretty boy of course he's gonna get hit on, and so s/o is insecure. But when I'm insecure I don't storm up and demand the girl leaves my man.. No I go quiet and watch it play out, then hate myself for hours on end after so some angst to fluff would be nice with my unappreciated boy gaz❤️

Definitely I find it unbalanced and unappreciated that our sunny boy Gaz gets nothin not even crumbs that why I’m here <3

Only you.

After the huge mission in Texas and after some health checkups from the 141 members everyone went to the local bar near the base in the tiny town. Holding hands with your boyfriend Gaz you were happy he didn’t got hit by any stray bullets or ironically fell out of a helicopter,that already happened once you don’t need that adrenaline shock again. Walking to your usual place directly at the bar as you sat down and as Gaz sat down besides you putting his interlocked hands on the bar counter and smiles lovingly at you with his beautiful toothy smile.

Sending a loving smile his way as well as you order your local cocktail/beverage of your liking. Speaking a bit about the mission as you didn’t went on it as you got transferred from different task force 9 months ago so you still were in your rookie position but that would definitely change someday as Price already told you he appreciates your hawk like eyes on the battlefield. As Ghost dropped that Soap almost fell over his own feet after he heard a loud thumbing in the hallway all of them including you started laughing.

As the local band came as they started playing some cool music as you turned around in your chair and sipped on your drink looking around the bar it was a bit more full this time,maybe it got more popular over the 2 months you didn’t went here. Well they definitely have delicious cocktails it’s time they got some credit for that,tasting the soft lemon soda mixed with the vodka and fresh strawberries was just a perfect highlight for this evening.

After sometime some little groups mixed together Soap and Gaz were speaking and Ghost and Price we’re talking as well you didn’t felt like speaking as you enjoyed the music and the drinks a bit more. Gaz and Soap were standing. Gaz was leaning against the deep wood bar as he was holding his beer in his hand as he spoke to Soap,god how you loved that man. How could he be so sexy with just simply standing ugh.

Well you definitely weren’t the only one thinking that your man was smoking hot. Around 9pm a woman group came in they were damn loud probably some girls from the college or something but they just got on your nerves with their loud laughs and these laughs were fake as hell. Especially the girl with the fake blond hair she was starring no practically taking Gaz’s clothes off with her eyes.

You hated that so much your blood started boiling but also your insecurities called themselves in. She was definitely 2-3 years younger than you and even though she looked like she got hit in the face with a clown makeup,she still looked better than you. Well you thought that. You were wearing your normal military uniform with you hair up in a sleek bun,no makeup because that mostly distracted you when you were working.

How she talked with Gaz was just making you want to cry right on the spot. Caressing his arm with her hands that were clawed with cheap press on’s that you just needed to blink at and they could chip of her nails in milliseconds. Twirling her blond hair with her point finger while disgustingly chewing a bubblegum.

Turning your back to them as you just rubbed through your face as you sighed and rubbed your temples but did you know Gaz was as annoyed from the girl as much as you. Soap already was gone he had enough of her fake high pitched voice.

Gaz just sighed as he smiles politely at the girl “Sorry but I’m not interested you are not my type. And I’m happily taken by my beautiful woman Y/n.” his voice left no doubt that he meant it. The Blondie scoffed and just walked back to her girls as Gaz just rolled his eyes but he saw how you just started into your empty glass looking at the ice melting inside as he sighed as walked over to you.

Softly putting his glass down as he softly kisses your temple and whispered softly “hey gorgeous,got a boyfriend?” softly giggling at his joke as you met his beautiful brown eyes and nodded as he pouted “ah okay well I hope he is handsome at least.” You laughed softly and nodded again “very handsome.”

Softly he wraps his arms around your waist as he softly kisses your forehead as you just sighed and leaned against his strong chest. Wrapping your own arms around his body. “You are the kind of woman I always wanted,it will only be you for the rest of my life, understood?” As he softly kisses your lips. “Only you.”

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I’ve returned from my sketchbook quest , and here’s a drawing for dauntless-daffodil , who came up with the idea for the spear baby au.

THEM HAS COOKIE!!! ;A; <3 <3 <3 <3 SMOL WITH COOKIE!!!

AWWWWWW~

oh gods looking at that cute little innocent face i can just FEEEEEEL baby spear watching as chaggie and the hotel all stand around them hotly debating What Food Is Even Healthy For A Baby Spear Spawn Child To Be Eating

Charlie: "A cookie??"

Angel Dust: "They don' need cookies, ya useless gays, they need milk!"

Charlie: "We had cookies in the hotel??"

Vaggie: "Why would they need milk? They've got teeth already! Fangs, even!"

Angel Dust: "That ain't how nutrition an' shit WORKS toots!"

Niffty: (shakes jar full of money) "SWEAR JAR!"

Angel Dust: "Fuck. Shit." (hands over three dollars)

Charlie: "Since when are there cookies in the hotel that I don't know know about???"

Cherri: "If they've got fangs and like chewing stuff, maybe they need meat or something?"

Niffty: "OR BLOOD!!!"

Vaggie: "We are NOT-"

Angel Dust: "Ain't no baby under my watch gettin' fed steaks and BLOOD!"

Charlie: "Where did the cookie even COME from?!"

Husk: (coughs)

Charlie: "Husk! You gave them-?"

Husk: "....bar's always got snacks. And they were just. Staring at me."

Angel Dust: "Husky noooooo....!"

Vaggie: "How? I did a double sweep for undeclared cookies just two days ago- you KNOW what Charlie does to your bar if she goes snack hunting in the middle of night and actually finds something. She's like an adorable cookie gremlin."

Charlie: "Heheh!"

Husk: "Yeah well, she's not the only one allowed to like f- fffffffudging cookies. And your kid seems to take after her, so whatever."

Angel Dust: "Baby cat, that's no reason ta- oh for cryin' out loud, now what Vaggot?"

Vaggie: "...what? I didn't say anything."

Charlie: "Vaggieee, you're smiling~"

Vaggie: "Huh?"

Husk: "Like a dumb... dumb."

Niffty: "Beaming! Grinning! AS WIDE AS A SLIT THROAT-"

Cherri: "-fuck fuck fuck, shit shit, damn crap hell- here, take my money and don't fucking talk like THAT in front of the kid either, what the fuck."

Angel Dust: "Sickening."

Niffty: "Thanks!"

Angel Dust: "I meant Darth Vaggie getting all googey eye'd over her an' Charlie chip having a kid."

Charlie: "Oh so you think they're my kid too, huh?"

Angel Dust: "Are ya gonna let Vaggie raise 'em without ya?"

Charlie: "No~pe~!!!"

Angel Dust: "Then congrats on parenthood ta both of ya, it's already going to hell."

Vaggie: "Okay, uh-"

Husk: "You're gonna fffffeathering cry again."

Vaggie: "-no I'm not, I'm just glad the... my kid isn't still crying. Our kid. They, really are pretty happy with the cookie aren't they?"

Charlie: "Of course they are! It's CHOCOLATE CHIP!!"

Angel Dust: "It's not. Baby food."

Charlie: "It is if it's my baby, and they get milk to go with the cookie!"

Angel Dust: "V-gal, stop her! Use ya dang mom veto!!"

Vaggie: "Eh. Charlie was a hellborn kid and she grew up fine. I trust her."

Charlie: "AWww!!!"

Angel Dust: "Unbelievable."

Husk: "Whipped."

Vaggie: "Yeah? My kid didn't even have to say anything to get a cookie out of you, fluff boy."

Cherri: "Uh, guys.... gays...?"

Husk: "What."

Charlie & Vaggie: "What?"

Angel Dust: "Both and speaking, baby."

Cherri: "Where did..... the baby go...?"

Hotel crew: "....."

Place where baby was: (empty except for crumbs)

Spear Baby: (gone)

Vaggie: (wings bristling) "The-"

Charlie: "OUR!"

Vaggie: "Our-"

Demon Charlie: "-BABY!?"

Niffty: "MOTHER OF FUCK." (throws down swear jar) (tries throwing herself onto the broken shards but angel dust and husk grab her)

-meanwhile, elsewhere in the hotel-

Alastor: (walking quickly)

Spear Baby: (crawling after him)

Alastor: "....shoo."

Spear Baby: "Guh!"

Alastor: (nervous sweating) (walks FASTER)

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #vaggie #chaggie #angel dust hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #niffty hazbin hotel #cherri bomb hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #chaggie spear baby au thing #incorrect quotes #silly stuff #Alastor: here. this is yours i presume #charlie: oh thank f- ALASTOR! WHY IS MY KID HANGING OFF YOUR MICROPHONE BY THEIR TEETH??? THEY'RE NOT A F- FIDLING FISH!!#vaggie: ...are you scared of our kid?#alastor: wha-ha-ha-hy! What a marvelously strange suggestion! Don be absurd~!#vaggie: (holds kid out at them)#spear baby: (starts crying)#alastor: (static hiss) (summons husk in front of him as a living shield)#charlie: vaggie /no/. don't weaponize our child please #vaggie: (giving her the kid) (Grinning) aw babe it was only just a LITTLE bit of weaponizing them...#alastor: for the record- I was NOT scared ha HA!#husk: then why the f- fandangle am /i/ here?#alastor: (tight-lipped smile) (banishes him)#vaggie: (SMIRKS)

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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I'm on my knees begging for even the crumbs you dropped on the floor for ANYTHING related to the Todoroki Mafia AU 😩

What do you want me to say???? I mean, all I can think about is reader being the most naive, most kind hearted person ever and when she falls for Katsuki and overheard him say to your brothers that he "would never love a spoiled brat like you, especially one that comes from the dirty bloodline of Todoroki clan-", you're just so broken.

Your father finds you in your bed, sobbing your little heart out and it just- the sight shatters him. Of course he takes you in his arms and assures you that Katsuki doesn't know what he's talking about, that he surely will fall in love with you- is already in love with you, he's juts in denial, he's shy to admit his feelings because of the animosity between the two families.

And when Enji threatens Katsuki to fucking behave and pretend that he's in love with you, Katsuki does for 1 sinister reason only.

To gain your trust and then break you. And thereby, break your family.

So when Katsuki is let out of the basement, he sees you in the kitchen for the first time, frantically running about and fussing over the dishes with the help.

"No, no this is too bland!" "But ma'am, you don't eat spicy food." "Yes, but Katsuki likes his food extra spicy! Add more chilli oil."

Were you- Were you actually fussing over food for him? Katsuki was taken aback.

As soon as your eyes spotted him, you yelped and turned around, quickly taking a paper towel to wipe off your sweat and fixing your hair before turning around.

"K-Katsuki! Welcome! You're just in time for lunch!" You'd seat him down and serve him the dish you'd made, watching him eat it with a worried expression.

Katsuki did not expect it to be this good. And had your name not have Todoroki in it, he would have wifed you up right then and there.

However, Katsuki did something else. He pulled you down next to him and forced you to take a few bites too. You did so, if only to please him (and to convince him that it wasn't poisoned.)

Within a few minutes, your lips had swollen up from the burning spice and your face had become red and sweaty as you huffed and puffed. Katsuki would never admit it, but the sight of your puffy red lips made him want to sink his teeth into them and make you cry from the pain.

(From then on, he made sure to make you eat more spicy food)

Katsuki had also discovered that you were somewhat of a worrywart when it came to this "relationship". You were quite conscious about his likes and dislikes, making sure everything was up to his standards, going above and beyond to make him happy, even if it hurt yourself sometimes.

And yes, Katsuki did take advantage of it sometimes. He made you break rules that hour family had set for you, like staying up late and sneaking out with him with no guards. Or drinking alcohol, when you didn't even like it. Or showing you how to use guns when your family never even allowed you to touch one.

The worst of all was when you'd defend Katsuki against your family, take his side, get in between when Dabi was punching Katsuki. It scared your family, how willing you were to go against them for Katsuki. And how quickly Katsuki was changing you from being a naive angel to a mischief like him.

Katsuki thought he was winning, thought his plan was working. And it was, right up until you came to his room at night with a bag and car keys. You lead him outside of the house through a secret passage way, where a getaway car was waiting for him. Katsuki thought you were running away with him.

"Go now."

"What? You're not coming along?"

You tilted your head in confusion. "No, why would I?"

"Because...you're in love with me?" Katsuki replied.

You smiled, and Katsuki saw your eyes getting glossy. "Yes, precisely. I am in love with you. But you're not in love with me." Katsuki was taken aback, but you continued before he could say anything. "Its okay. I guess, I knew it for quite some time. I just didn't want to admit it. However, I've realised that this would be unfair to you. I do love you, probably always will. But that is my problem, not yours. So, go now. Ive made sure the car is untraceable so you can drive off safely. My brothers are not home and Fuyumi is dead asleep and Dad's busy working in his study so no one will follow you."

He's still confused. "But you love me."

You smiled sadly, as tears finally fell down your cheek. You closed the gap between you two and kissed him briefly.

"Goodbye, Katsuki." And with that, you turned and went back inside your house, leaving Katsuki outside dumbfounded.

Ain't no way he's NOT in love with you now! Not after that kiss.

Katsuki drives away with his mind clouded by you. How could you so selfless, so amazing, SO FUCKING CUTE!?! He's raging as he comes to his home, breaking stuff as he's conflicted by his emotions.

Why is his heart hurting now?! Why is he having all these love dovey feelings bubbling up in him?!WHY WHY WHY-

Back home, after you told your family that you let Katsuki go because you're not in love with him anymore, they're all relieved. Sure, they know that you're lying because they can't see the usual spark in your eyes anymore, but they're sure that they can help you return to your old self in no time.

Cue Enji giving you his card and your siblings booking you a holiday and shopping sprees.

Years pass by and you've gotten over Katsuki by now, coming to terms with your life and enjoying it with being the little baby of your family. You're sleeping in your bed one night when suddenly someone slaps a hand over your mouth, startling you.

"Dont scream." They say before injecting you with something, effectively knocking you out.

When you wake up, you're in an unfamiliar room, in an unfamiliar bed. You turn to your side, only to find him.

Katsuki.

He was sleeping next to you, his usually angry and annoyed expressions replaced with peace and calm. Perhaps it was the way the light hit his face, making his blonde hair shine, his long eyelashes barely resting on his cheek, his pink lips slightly parted, it all made him look irresistible. Without realising, you'd reached out to touch his cheek.

"You done checking me out?" You squeaked as you heard his gruff voice, pulling his hand back, but he immediately grabbed it and placed it back on his cheek. "Didn't tell you to stop." Katsuki said, as he finally opened his eyes, his brilliant red eyes glaring at you.

"I- I'm sorry?" You offered, but Katsuki just rolled his eyes before kissing your palm.

"Just go back to sleep, idiot." He said closing his eyes again. You almost did, before realising that this isn't your home.

"Um- Katsuki?" He hummed. "Uh- um, I- why am I here? What did you do?"

"You're here because I want you to be here."

"Huh?"

"Because you're in love with me."

"Well actually- um, I kinda got over-"

"Dont you fucking say it." He growled. "You think you're not in love with me, you think you've gotten over me because your family brainwashed you to think so." He pulled you closer until your face was few centimetres apart. "I will protect you from them. I will make you love me again. I fucking love you too, you idiot." And with that he kissed you.

Youre not in love with him anymore, but Katsuki has lost sleep because of you over the past few years and while he won't say that he's love with you a lot, he's gaslight himself into believing that he's kidnapped you to save you from your vile family.

In short, blonde here is now a yandere.

#yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere katsuki bakugo #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere dabi #yandere katsuki #yandere bakugo #yandere todoroki clan #yandere endeavor

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