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𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲! (𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞) (𝒑𝒐𝒚𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆)

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dark alpha!Steve Rogers x naive omega!reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dark!Steve, possessive Steve, alcohol consumption, mentions of: inebriation. 18+ minors dni!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve and omega find themselves at yet another frat party.

“You having fun, baby?” Steve whispers in your ear before he resumes pressing kisses down your neck. He’s got an almost finished beer in one hand, but his other hand is free to fondle you. He rubs up and down your bare arm before his fingers settle on your thigh and give it a squeeze.

You’re at another frat party with Steve, and they’ve become slightly more bearable now. But the loud, thumping music and the bazillion bodies crammed into one frat house still make you extremely nervous. As does the copious amounts of alcohol that everyone around you seems to be downing — especially Steve, who’s consumed about seven beers, plus plenty of shots (yes, you were keeping track).

“It’s alright.” You answer his question, hoping no one is watching while Steve practically devours your face and neck with sloppy kisses. He’s clearly a bit drunk. And of course, very horny, since he’d dragged you into this dim corner to make out about ten minutes ago. And you were thankful for the semi-privacy, because before that he’d been pawing at you and sticking his hands up your dress in front of everyone — which wasn’t ideal but Steve never cared what anyone else thought.

“Mm, doesn’t sound like you’re enjoying yourself.” He muses, bringing his beer up to your lips, “you sure you don’t want a taste, baby? To loosen you up a bit?” His pupils are dark and dilated, but there’s a glint in them all the same as he nudges the can against your lips. “C’mon, omega, one tiny sip?”

“No thank you, Steve,” you say politely, shooting him a pleading look. Alcohol of any kind still scares you and brings back bad memories, but you’re happy that at least Steve’s a happy drunk.

He shrugs and downs it himself. And then his eyes narrow and you follow his gaze towards a bunch of girls in the middle of the room. They’re clearly drunk, stumbling around and climbing on top of a table to dance.

“Stupid sluts.” Steve comments darkly, clutching you closer to him as if he thinks you’ll run and join them or something. “Those are the type of girls who’ll never find a mate. No alpha is interested in slutty attention-seekers like that, you understand?” He strokes your hair like you’re his pet, leaning down to give you another possessive kiss, “You’re lucky you’re nothing like them, baby. You’re sweet and innocent, and—”

“Steve! There you are! I’ve been looking for you all night! I was wondering if you could give me some feedback on my performance in the last football game?”

It’s Jake Jensen. He sidles up to the two of you with an eager grin on his face and a drink in his hand, and Steve mutters a string of curses against your lips.

“Go the fuck away, Jensen. What have I told you about approaching me outside of football?” Steve grunts, glaring meanly at the younger alpha. And then he pulls you closer against him with a firm, possessive arm around your waist.

Jensen’s face falls, “I just thought I played kind of well, you know? Thought I proved myself in your eyes, and I’d love if you could just tell me what you thought—”

“You’re the shittiest player on the team, Jensen.” Steve says nonchalantly and you wince. How mean! And it wasn’t even true, because you’d been to a few of Steve’s practices now and Jake seemed like he was a good player, in your opinion.

“Oh.” Jake looks crestfallen as he turns to leave. But someone bumps into him from behind, and in slow-motion, the drink in Jake’s hand spills all over you, seeping through your dress and soaking you down to the skin.

“JENSEN, YOU FUCKING MORON!” Steve explodes, pushing you behind him before he grabs a shell-shocked Jake by the collar, shaking the poor freshman boy till his glasses fall down his nose. “HOW FUCKING DARE YOU EMBARRASS MY GIRLFRIEND?!”

Jake looks white as a ghost, “I-I didn’t mean to—” he turns to you with a pleading look in his eyes, “I’m sorry! I’m really, really sorry!”

“It’s okay!” You squeak but you’re not sure anyone hears you. Steve growls angrily when he sees that Jake is talking directly to you. But what happens next is even worse. In his panicked state, Jake drunkenly fished out a handkerchief from his pocket and starts dabbing at your drenched dress with it.

Predictably, Steve loses it.

“ARE YOU FUCKING TOUCHING MY GIRLFRIEND, JENSEN? Are you really that fucking stupid?” Steve gives Jake an almighty push that has the younger alpha staggering back with a fearful look in his eyes. And you know that a sober Steve would’ve killed the poor guy, but a drunken Steve still has a lot of wrath despite his sluggish movements. “You think my girl’s gonna feel sorry for you? You think you have a chance with her? Fuckin’ pawing at her like she’s a free piece of ass?!”

You wince before grabbing Steve’s arm and telling him to stop. But it’s no use and everyone knows it. You’re just lucky that the alcohol in Steve’s system has slowed him down a bit, because sober Steve would’ve murdered the poor boy in ten seconds flat.

“I didn’t paw at her, I was just trying to help her!” Jake protests.

“Are you calling me a liar, Jensen?” Steve seethes. “You’ve had your creepy eyes on my girl since day one, don’t think I can’t tell! I’m not fucking blind, you dumbass moron! I’ll have you kicked off the football team for even looking at her! Hell, I’ll have you fucking expelled, even. How does that sound, dumbass?” He shakes the poor freshman by his collar, “huh? How does that fucking sound??”

Jake looks like he’s about to cry, or piss himself out of fear. Thankfully, that’s when a few other alphas from the football team intervene. It takes both Thor and Sam to pry Steve off of Jensen, and you see Sam whisper something in Steve’s ear as Thor leads Jake away.

“Can you take him away to cool off somewhere?” Sam’s voice snaps you out of your frozen state and you nod, happy to be of some use.

Steve is drunker than you originally thought, and helping his considerably larger, 6’6 frame down the hallway takes every ounce of your strength — which isn’t a lot to begin with.

“Can you believe Jensen thinks he has a chance with you?” Steve scoffs, slurring his words as he leans against you. You thank your lucky stars that he can still keep himself up somewhat, because if he put even an ounce more of weight against you, you’d probably both end up on the floor.

“Flirting with my omega right in front of my fucking eyes!” Steve fumes, more to himself now as you both navigate down this random hallway. You don’t even know where you’re meant to be taking him—you just want to get him as far away from Jake and more alcohol as possible.

“You’re the prettiest girl on campus, as if he ever stood a chance. I should shove his fucking glasses up his ass for touching you like that. Son of a bitch.”

The compliment makes you pause, your heart lifting. Steve thought you were the prettiest girl on campus? Well, he was drunk and not thinking clearly, because it obviously wasn’t true. Not when his ex looked like a supermodel.

You don’t have time to ponder over his words, however, because the big alpha stumbles just as soon as your fingers curl around a random doorknob, and both of you fall into a bathroom that’s thankfully unoccupied.

“Aha! You dragged me in here so we could fuck, didn’t you?” Steve’s eyes twinkle with mischief as he reaches down to pinch your ass. You yelp softly, but remember not to bat his hand away because you’re not allowed to do that - whether he’s drunk or sober, it doesn’t matter.

“Wh-What, no!” You protest but he’s not listening. He grabs you by the hips and yanks you forward, flipping the lid of the toilet seat down before taking a seat and pulling you into his lap.

“Aww, my little baby omega got horny at the party, so you decided to take me somewhere private, hm?” He sponges kisses down your neck, hands slipping up to fondle your breasts through your dress. It suddenly makes you acutely aware of how wet the material still is from the drink that was dropped on you earlier, and the stench of alcohol seems to be sticking to your skin.

It’s when Steve starts fingering your panties and pulling them aside that you jump off his lap and make a beeline for the sink.

“I’m sorry, Steve. It’s just... my dress is completely drenched.” You try not to let it affect you but you can feel your lower lip wobble and your eyes begin to water. It’s a weird reaction that’s come out of nowhere, but the strong smell of booze only brings back unsavoury memories of things you really don’t want to remember.

“Come back, omega.” Steve orders you, palming his dick through his jeans. “You got me all hard, baby. Well, I’m always hard when I’m with you, but that’s besides the point. Now get back here.”

You try splashing water on your dress and scrubbing away the smell but all that does is make you feel wetter and even more disgusting. Panic begins to set in, what if the smell never came off? What if you were doomed to spend the rest of the party in this booze-soaked dress? The smell was already taking you back… all you had to do was close your eyes and you were back at home, with all the yelling and screaming and hitting and–

“No, no, no!” You shake your head, sinking down to the floor. It’s only when you try (and fail) to breathe that you realise you’re having a panic attack.

“Hey. Come back to me.” Steve’s voice cuts through your racing thoughts, his warm hands cupping your cheeks and his potent scent helping you breathe. “Come back, omega. I’m right here.”

You feel tiny in his arms as he draws you close, but you can’t help but hug him so hard that he stumbles back a few steps.

“Don’t like the smell.” You whimper against his chest. “It won’t come off my dress, Steve. I’m sorry.” You don’t know why you’re apologising but you have feeling so helpless and panicked. All you want is to go home and take a warm shower where you scrub yourself raw to get this smell off of you.

“Well, that’s an easy fix.”

Steve rips your dress in half. One second, it’s on your body. The next second, you’re standing there in your underwear, the material of your dress torn in two sorry-looking rags in either of Steve’s hands. Your alpha smirks triumphantly, as if he’s just solved world peace and world hunger all in one night. “See? Problem solved.”

“B-But how will I get home? I have nothing else to wear!”

Your alpha shrugs off his own sweatshirt and pops it over your head. And it’s like every single worry dissipates from your mind once the soft, heavy material of his sweatshirt hits your skin. It’s thick and of good quality, and so much cosier than the tight dress you’d had on. Plus, it smells absolutely heavenly.

“Thank you.” You hug him again, pressing your face against his bare chest. On any normal occasion, you’d be way too shy to show this much affection to him. You have problems giving him simple eye contact and holding his hand, hugging him is something you can’t even imagine doing off your own accord. But you’re so thankful to have the alcohol-soaked dress away from you, that Steve may as well be your knight in shining armour right now.

A very drunk knight in shining armour.

“See, there isn’t a problem I can’t solve.” Steve boasts, hugging you back and kissing the top of your head. He’s always touchy with you but it’s usually a lot more lewd. This, standing here hugging in a stranger’s bathroom, slightly swaying together, it feels a lot more intimate. Romantic, even.

He half carries you to the bathtub, and you let out a squeak of protest when he casually just settles down inside it. Lying down and pulling you on top of him, your back to his chest. You giggle, “Steve! You have a huge, king-sized bed at home, you don’t need to sleep here!” (You’re hopeful that he might call an uber and take you home because you’ve had about enough of this party).

Steve booms with laughter, “Home? What am I, a pussy? Let’s just rest our eyes, and then we’ll go back downstairs and party some more.”

He doesn’t rest his eyes, however. For the next five minutes, you lie there while he just… stares at you. His blue eyes dilated till they’re practically black, blinking down at you where you lie on his chest. But you’re far too cosy to feel uncomfortable, with the combined heat of Steve’s bare skin and the sweatshirt you’re wearing keeping you cocooned in delicious warmth. You just wish the alcohol-stench memories would go away, because they keep flashing inside your head every time your eyes grow heavy.

“You’ve still got that look on your face.” Steve muses, heavy hand drunkenly tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You look up at him imploringly, “What look?”

“Your nightmare face.” Steve says matter-of-factly, wrapping his arms around you even tighter as your head snaps upwards.

“My wh-what?”

“Your nightmare face. You do it all the time in your sleep. You start frowning and whimpering.” Steve shrugs, tracing the planes of your face with his pointer finger. Stroking your cheekbone before going down to rub over your bottom lip. “A lot of the time, you start doing it when I get up early to go to the gym. But then I just throw your toy at you and it seems to work because you calm down.”

You can’t quite wrap your head around what you’re hearing, “M-My toy?”

Steve rolls his eyes, “The little fluffy guy. Steve Junior or whatever.” He bats his hand dismissively and knocks over a bottle of shampoo and a bodywash, which he seems to find hilarious because he bursts out laughing, “Whoops.”

“I’m sorry!” You blurt out, feeling your palms begin to sweat. “I didn’t realise I had a nightmare face, and it’s not your job to have to take care of me when I… do all that.”

He kisses you, lips soft as a pillow as they work against yours. It amazes you how sweetly Steve kisses you sometimes, and how tender and careful he’s being right now despite the fact that he’s so drunk. Even the taste of alcohol on his tongue doesn’t seem to bother you because it’s him, and you can’t get enough of him.

“I wish I knew what gets you so scared every night.” He whispers against your lips, cupping your face and holding you close. He takes a deep breath, his long lashes fanning his cheekbones as he strokes your cheeks. “I hope it’s not me.”

“It’s not.” You breathe, but it’s swallowed by his kiss, which is more passionate and deeper now as he begins to pull you closer to him. His hands slip up the sweatshirt you have on, cupping your ass and giving it a squeeze. And that’s when you know that the tender moment is over, and Steve is horny once more.

“Just a quickie,” Steve murmurs excitedly, and it’s crazy how quickly his mind has jumped to sex, and you wonder if he’ll remember how sweet he was just a few seconds ago. It made your heart skip a beat, but now he’s trying to peel your clothes off. “C’mon, baby. Gotta be inside you right now. Gotta–”

The bathroom door crashes open at the exact moment, and Steve lets out a string of curse words under his breathe as your eyes register who it is…

“Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee!” Jake Jensen mutters to himself, clearly unaware that he’s not alone in the bathroom. The sound of him unzipping his fly has you gasping and covering your eyes as Steve jumps to his feet and drags you up with him.

“JENSEN, DON’T YOU DARE WHIP YOUR DICK OUT IN FRONT OF MY GIRLFRIEND, OR ELSE I’LL GOUGE YOUR FUCKING EYES OUT!”

THE END FUK BYEEEEEE IDK WHAT THIS WAS I’M NOT TOO PROUD OF IT, I JUST... IDK HOW TO WRITE STEVE IN DRABBLES BC I DON’T WANT TO DEVELOP HIS CHARACTER, SINCE THAT IS FOR THE MAIN FIC!!!! IDEK YALL FUCKKKKK BYE

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Draco Malfoy Headcanons

Fem!Reader

Author's Note: I've got a love-hate relationship with Draco Malfoy.

Proofread, but might have mistakes.

Theodore Nott Headcanons

Mattheo Riddle Headcanons

Lorenzo Berkshire Headcanons

Blaise Zabini Headcanons

Tom Riddle Headcanons

Masterlist

Minors DNI | 18+

Draco Malfoy | Physique

5’11 | I don’t see him as being super tall.

Draco is more on the lanky side.

Working out? Physical labor? Absolutely not. | He plays quidditch for the attention. Genuinely hates sweating like ew.

Resting bitch face. THE WORST resting bitch face. He looks like such a bitch, I can’t stress this enough.

SO UNAPPROACHABLE

But he is really pretty. | I know I say this for pretty much all of them, but that’s how you HAVE to describe Draco

Draco is pretty and no one can argue with me on this.

Draco Malfoy | Personality

Dick

Genuinely awful to almost everyone

He’s a powerful person and he likes to let that be known. Always looks down on people who don’t share his status

He and Lorenzo have that same frustrating energy in very similar ways.

Lorenzo is frustrating because he tries to pretend he’s not actually the worst.

Draco is frustrating because he just has so much audacity

“Hey, nice shirt.”

“Oh, thanks! I actu-”

“I’m kidding, that’s the ugliest fucking shirt I’ve seen in my entire life. Did you actually think I was serious? Where did you get that? The dump? Merlin, you look AWFUL! I can’t believe you left the house looking like th-”

| Regina George energy |

Was that necessary? No, but Draco doesn’t care. He hurt your feelings? OH WELL

He WILL laugh in the face of anyone who cries in front of him because why are you acting so pitiful?

Sure he just pointed out your deepest and most shameful insecurity, but geez pull yourself together.

He likes to remind everyone that no matter how hard they try they will never be him.

Because he’s Draco mother fucking Malfoy. | Duh.

FLAUNTS

Doesn’t know what humble means. If has it, he’s displaying it it.

Projects his insecurities onto others.

He treats others so poorly because that's how he treats himself. He is his own worst critic and he feels a lot of pressure from other influences in his life too.

Uptight. High Standards that everyone must meet.

Draco can still loosen upthough. He enjoys a good party.

Prefers to host so that he can control the guest list.

Whenever he doesn’t host he’ll complain the whole time because that guy would have never been let into one of his parties.

Draco smokes and drinks but it’s 50/50 on how messed up he gets

If he’s out with just Mattheo, Theo, and Enzo then he’s pretty sober because who knows what he’ll get into with those three.

If Tom or Blaise are there then he’ll go a little crazy because he knows those two won’t let anything too bad happen. | Mostly Blaise. Tom will only intervene if it’s for his benefit.

Draco Malfoy | Casanova

Draco is someone else I can see who targets other people's girlfriends

Whereas Theo does it only if their boyfriend pissed him off, Draco does it merely because he can.

Generally, Draco is very dominant in a toxic Alpha Male kinda way

He likes to go all out. Takes them on dates, wine and dine, fanciest restaurants, fanciest cars, just the whole nine.

He doesn't want them to talk much unless it’s to compliment him. He’s not so much doing the grand gestures to impress women. He’s mainly doing it to flex on other men.

He still cares in some way though because uhh

After the date, he takes them back to his room, and AHH

SO GOOD

He thrives off of pleasing his partner. If he can make a girl scream his name even ONCE he is walking around the next day like he is a GOD. | More so than usual.

Loves giving and he would never tell anyone to do this, but if you throw in some praise? One crumb of praise?? FERAL

He goes into overdrive. They thought he was good before, but if they praise him next thing they know their legs are shaking and they’re cramping so bad because they just can’t take anymore but it feels so fucking good so they will take it all with no complaints

Quite the reputation in bed.

Overstimulation, bondage, choking, anything to give him the control he wants.

But then he has someone extra special for the lack of control he needs. | I feel like this person is Pansy, but that’s a whole other story.

Draco wants to be a sub SO BAD, but he will only let those he trusts see that side of him.

One girl, MAYBE TWO! MAYBE

But even having one person who knows that side of him exists makes him so anxious so he will probably only stick to that one person.

Draco likes to talk about every single girl he fucks and he brags about his encounters regularly.

But he’s taking his secret Dom to the grave and he will gaslight the shit out of everyone if he is ever exposed. He REFUSES to let people know that side of him exists.

Draco Malfoy | Friend

Closest to Mattheo and Blaise | I KNOW PEOPLE DON’T PUT HIM IN MATTHEO TOGETHER HER! I EXPLAIN IT A LITTLE BIT IN MY MATTHEO HC BUT IT MAKES SENSE!

Draco is a good friend

He’s such a sweet guy once he gets comfortable around someone.

So supportive!! | Lucius and Narcissa loved to cheer for their baby boy so that’s how he treats his friends.

As long as it makes him look good!

If someone is playing a game with him and they’re on the opposite team then he is spending every second praying for their downfall

But if his friend is on the same team as him then he becomes so proud every time they do something right.

Look at his bestie out there showing everyone their skills and helping him win. | Go bestie!

Outside of his selfish nature, he doesn’t like to see his friends fail.

He gets really unhappy when he feels like he’s failed at something and so he projects those feelings onto others and in turn that makes him want to help his friends succeed.

He thinks if they don’t then they’ll feel the way about themselves that he feels about himself.

He will always make sure his friends have their notes, they’re in class, they’re eating, they’re studying, etc.

And if they’re doing any sort of presentation, performance, whatever he will be in the crowd like the proud parent he is.

Does not share.

If Blaise asks to use his Dior cologne he is absolutely saying no because he doesn’t want to waste any of it. | Only child behavior. No offense.

But he’ll go out the next day and buy Blaise his own.

“Here,” as he drops the box in front of him.

“Is this?”

“You said you wanted to try it,” he shrugs

“You didn’t have to buy me a bottle! You could have just let me use yours.”

“And why would I do that?”

Draco Malfoy | Boyfriend

He's so obvious when he's in love.

He genuinely treats you like you're some sort of a goddess.

Draco would not let you do anything.

He won’t do it for you, but he’ll find someone who will.

“Draco, why is Mattheo on a rampage in the library? I was walking by and heard Pince screaming at him.”

“I told him if he found that book you needed for your test I’d take him to the concert next weekend.”

“But you promised me I could go!”

“You are going.”

“Then why-“

“Shhhhhh”

You will always be his number one priority. Acts of Service

Draco will basically upgrade your life.

Does your water bottle leak sometimes? He’s already bought you a new one.

He presents you with gifts, but if it’s a replacement he usually switches them out and will tell you later.

You would need to communicate when something is sentimental because otherwise, he’s throwing it out for a new one

Door creaks? New door. The drawer won’t open properly? New dresser. Woke up with a sore back? New mattress.

He just bought the items, someone else replaced them.

Eventually, he’ll start doing some services himself too.

At first, it seems beneath him, but once he’s all in he doesn’t even have to think about it.

Puts his jacket on the ground because you want to sit and enjoy nature and he won’t let you get your outfit dirty

Will make sure to loosen up any skincare, food jars, or whatever he knows you regularly use so that you don’t have to waste time seeking him out to do it.

He knows when you’ll use them and gives himself time in his schedule to loosen them just before you need them.

Will not let you stress over anything.

The second you mention you have more than three things to do that day he’s already rejecting the idea.

“Oh, absolutely not. That’s way too much. I’ll have someone do that for you.”

He’s not letting you work. You’re too good to work.

A life of luxury, baby. Gift Giving

DRACO EXCELS IN THIS CATEGORY

You guys don’t even need to be dating for that long. On your third date, he shows up with a Birkin bag

His parents bought his love and that’s how he would treat his partner as well.

He would not let you pay for anything.

Same mentality as Theo where he just thinks it would make him look bad if you ever did pay for anything so it’s not happening. It doesn’t matter if you actually want to pay.

Why would Draco Malfoy let anyone pay for him? That’s so embarrassing.

Elevates your wardrobe. He wants to coordinate. Not so much matching outfits but if he’s wearing all black then you’re wearing all black.

Will be very controlling with this kind of stuff. He wants you to always fit his aesthetic. If he’s not wearing sweatpants then neither are you.

Why should you dress comfortably when he bought you 10 different dresses just in the last hour?

New shoes, makeup, nails, hair

Paying for your facial because his girl needs to relax.

And he’s in the chair next to you because all of those looks of disdain he gives out on the daily are giving him wrinkles. | Skincare King.

And to make sure his girl gets the best treatment

You deserve it all and he will show you that and tell you that every single day.

Little off-track Draco rant moment coming up.

I feel like when you first start dating Draco he will be a little judgmental and controlling. Like with what I mentioned about him wanting you to have a specific aesthetic

But when he falls in LOVE

He has this full-body reaction to every single thing you do.

You wake up in the morning your hair a mess, boob hanging out, crust all up in your eyes and he just looks at you and his stomach gets this queasy yet dull feeling and his mind is zeroed in on you. It’s like someone literally went into his brain and fully erased every single thought that wasn’t centered around you.

He feels the hairs raise around his body and he gets this rush of adrenaline from being both excited and so nervous because how the fuck is the most beautiful person in the world in his bed right now?

But the main thing he notices is his heart. This ache takes over his chest as he’s so overwhelmed with how much he loves you.

And to get it all out he HAS to tell you every single day. All day.

Words of Affirmation

Dating Draco means you have to be comfortable with compliments because he positively will not stop.

“The way this light is hitting you makes you look amazing.”

“I swear you’re the most beautiful person I have ever seen.”

It doesn't matter if you're eating, studying, or talking to your friend or professor he will always find the right moment to lean forward, his lips brushing against your ear as he tells you how beautiful you are.

Once more, when Draco is in love with you, for lack of a better word, he becomes the utmost simp.

Did you pass your exams? Just barely pass them?

“You’re so impressive. You’re so smart, I can’t believe I’m dating you. I’m so lucky.”

Style your hair differently?

“You’re so creative. How do you come up with this stuff? That’s amazing, you look so good.”

Cook eggs? The most basic meal ever or even if you don’t cook and just order out

“You always know exactly what I need. I’m so thankful for you. You always take such good care of me. I appreciate you so much.”

He doesn’t care how cringey he sounds. His girl is a goddess and she deserves to be worshipped. Both with words and with Physical Touch

Draco loves to touch you, but he’s not fully comfortable with PDA.

He was raised in a household where those things weren’t proper to display in front of others.

All of his PDA is very subtle. Your hands rest next to each other as you’re sitting down and he has two fingers gently rested atop of yours.

Standing next to each other somewhere and he has his hand gripping the back of your arm. Kind of his way of showing everyone who you belong. And also reminding you that he’s there. Just so you don’t forget about your lovely boyfriend.

When you’re with friends and the air is more relaxed he’ll keep an arm around your shoulder and softly play with your earlobe.

It’s all very subtle. Then when you’re in private he becomes so annoying

He needs physical touch and he needs it NOW

After class every day he needs at least a 20-minute cuddle session. 20 minutes and no less. He will build his entire schedule around this and will bitch out anyone who ruins his time with you.

He prefers to be the little spoon and he likes to rest his head very nicely upon your boobs

Back rubs are mandatory. You need to rub his back as soon as he lays down.

Playing with his hair isn’t a necessity, but it’s preferred.

However, if you are playing with his hair then you need to commit. Don’t just run your fingers through it once and call it a day.

“Baby, please. I can’t deal with this today. I’ve already had so many things go wrong, if you take your hand away from my head again I will frankly have a nervous breakdown.”

“Draco, calm down. It’s not tha-“

“PLEASE!”

He takes the Quality Time he gets with you very seriously.

Draco can be busy, he’s not that partner who is around you 24/7 but when he is with you he is fully devoted.

Anything that might distract him is getting pushed to the side and he is 100% yours.

Do you want to watch the same movie for the 6th time in two weeks? Fully invested. He knows every line. Even if he hates it he will never act like he’s uninterested or bored.

If it’s important to you then it’s important to him.

You want to rant about how that one person pissed you off again? All ears.

Do you simply want someone to go with you to the store, for a walk, or just do the most random thing? Of course, he will come. If you need him to do something? Great, he’ll help. Do you just want company? He will gladly be a figure in the background you can talk to when you want to.

Draco will never let you believe for a second he isn’t absolutely in love with you. His love is filled with such enthusiasm and care that it’s easy to see how much he wants you in his life

And in his bed | ;)

Draco Malfoy | Committed Lover

Remember when I said Draco likes to worship you?

IT IS BECAUSE HE HAS A WORSHIP KINK

He doesn’t like to be rushed during sex. You are the most ethereal being he has ever seen and he needs to take his time with you.

He has every detail of your body memorized because he loves to look at, feel, and taste every morsel of you.

Sprawled out against his bed, frustrated and desperate because Draco has spent the last 45 minutes kissing almost your entire body, purposely leaving out the spot you need him at most.

He may take 45 minutes to an hour just focusing on the rest of your body, but he saves your breathtaking cunt for last because he has to dedicate at least three hours to that

Munch.

It’s concerning how often Draco eats you out. If you let him I’m sure he would do it at least four-five times a day. On his knees with his tongue swiftly moving over your sensitive bud while he looks up at you in awe because you just look so pretty when you cry for him.

Draco would have a hard time teasing you or withholding anything.

It’s like he goes into a trance.

Cock being sucked into your achy cunt, squeezing him so tight he feels like he can’t breathe

And then your lashes flutter and your mouth parts and he just stares at you mindlessly as he continues to drill himself into you.

You’re so pretty he can hardly focus.

Draco is adaptable. He’s a switch, but he prefers to be a sub.

It’s when his worship kink and praise kink come out the most. He wants to worship you but he would like it if you praised him in the process for being such a good boy.

On his knees staring up at you as he runs his tongue from the top of your ankle all the way to the end of your hip.

You’re sitting down as Draco rests his head against your lap-begging, pleading for you to bounce on his cock and use him like the good little toy he is.

And you do.

Draco does so much for you. He would lay the world at your feet. It’s only fair that he gets a little treat.

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hehehehehe

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two-white-butterflies · 10 months

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do i wanna know? | m33

Description: Max Verstappen begins dating Tony Stark's daughter.

Pairing: max verstappen/nepo-baby!reader

y/n_stark: happy father's day, so much to be thankful for ✨ tagged: tony

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tonystarkisasigma: #1 alpha male

maxverstappen1: Happy Father's Day - f1forzaferrari: ariana what r u doing here 💀

schecoperez: ¡Feliz Día del Padre! - ilikesmootheis19: BYEE WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE

danielricciardo: pls tell ur dad to give me a seat 😇 - y/n_stark: will do!

yukitsunoda0511: happy birthday

alonsohamiltonworld: friendly reminder that tony stark owns redbull and alpha tauri, that's why the drivers are kissing his @ss

Y/N STARK ALLEGEDLY DATING AN F1 DRIVER. by deuxmoi (podcast)

Deuxmoi: So allegedly a famous billionaire superhero nepo-baby is dating an F1 racer. My bets are on Y/N Stark, because her dad is the only superhero with kids. As for the F1 racer, we're not sure - some people in my dms say that it's Daniel Ricciardo, Charles Leclerc or Max Verstappen.

y/n_stark: first time in the redbull garage, totally in awe ✨

928 comments 128,349 likes

maxverstappen1: 💙🧡 #OrangeArmy

landonorris: aww missing you here - ynfans: YA'LL BE SAYING IT'S CHARLES, DANIEL AND MAX BUT IT'S OBVIOUSLY LANDO BYEE

tony: ❤️🔥

ynfans: a thread on how y/n stark is dating lando norris

Y/N was in England the same time Lando was in England. (picture proof: she's the one who took the photo)

2. Lando commented "aww missing you here" to her post 3. They would make a cute couple. I rest my case.

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carlandoisbae: bitch bffr

grimes49r: "(shes the one who took the photo)" girl just kys 😭 they're obviously not dating

y/nfans: ok, if she's not dating lando then she's dating charles ya'll stfu because idgaf

avengersassembleconspirancy: I'm praying for the driver that manages to date iron-man's daughter.

10 comments 1,293 likes 12 retweets

peterparker1001: praying for max verstappen 😁 - ynismymommy: I CHECKED HIS PROFILE? HE INTERNS FOR TONY STARK, AND THEY'RE LIKE CLOSE CLOSE 😭 - ilovecaptainamerica: someone is getting fired 💀🤣

y/n_stark: since the cat is out of the basket 🤷🏻‍♀️💕 tagged: maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: 🧡💙

peterparker1001: really sorry mr verstappen 😕

starkfashion: how did ur dad react? - y/n_stark: we'll know in a few minutes 💗💕

tony: I feel sorry, - peonysandsuid: me too, she deserves better -- tony: for Max

maxverstappen1: Cheers to more laughter ✨ my lucky charm ❤️ tagged: y/n_stark, tony, redbullracing

819 comments 912,384 likes

carlandolover: bro tagged his entire family 🥶

verstappenleclercbonus: bro isn't scared of tony stark 🥶

y/n_stark: handsome and spectacular 💕

danielricciardo: aww cheers mate 🥂

lokiandthorareinnocent: bro said, i'm the boss now 🥶

AITA FOR ACCIDENTALLY EXPOSING MY BEST FRIEND'S RELATIONSHIP?

I, student, M have a friend - 23, F, and she's been in a relationship with a very famous guy for over a year now. She's very private and lowkey with all the things that she does. Now, instead of using my alternate account in commenting something - I used my real account and their relationship got exposed. She tells me that it's perfectly fine and that she doesn't blame me but I feel really bad. AITA?

3 upvotes

aragornofmirkwood: nta divorce the alternate account

benelopecruz: if she says that she doesn't blaim you, nta

maxverstappenisnomber1 max verstappen after pulling tony stark's daughter

starkfamily99 tony stark after a broke man *worth $60 million* dates his daughter

starkfamilyisworld how i imagine tony talking to max: "100 Million, stay away from my daughter"

y/n_stark: SMASH. WAIT WHAT WAS THE GAME?

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y.nbutterflyworld: this is how i know tony stark is a good dad 😭 his daughter's type is SO far away from what he looks like. Sis has no daddy issues fr 😭

next part

#max verstappen #max verstappen fic #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x female reader #f1 fics #f1 #f1 imagine #max verstappen x reader #f1 fanfic

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ghostkennedy · 9 months

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Hi! I love your blog and I’ve almost read all of your Leon fics, I particularly fell in love with the hybrid Leon one so I was wondering if I could request something?

If you have some free time of course and if you’re up to it!

(It’s similar to the one you’ve already written so I hope it’s not an issue)

I was thinking a dominant hybrid dog/wolf Leon (re4 remake) where the female reader is submissive and also a little curvy, has large breasts and stretch marks along with them ovulating and being super horny and Leon is just absolutely driven feral by their scent so he goes wild and breeds them.

Also roles switched so Hybrid Leon calls the reader a good girl etc etc UwU.

If you could write this it would absolutely make my day!!💖✨

Take It Like a Good Girl

~ Dog/Wolf Hybrid! Leon Kennedy x Plus size! fem! Reader~

Word count: 1295

Content warnings: smut, sexual content, sub/dom dynamic, alpha/omega dynamic, mentions of breeding/knotting/impregnation, uses of sir and daddy, teasing/taunting, very brief blowjob, a bit aggressive

!!!!!!MINORS DNI! GHOSTKENNEDY IS STRICTLY 18+!!!!!!

“Look at you,�� a familiar voice speaks up from behind you.

You jump up from your place on the couch. “Leon! You scared the shit out of me. What’re you doing here?”

“This is my home too, isn’t it?” He chuckles at you, teasingly.

His eyes rake up and down your body. Tight shorts that barely cover your ass and a tank top that’s ridden up your stomach, exposing the soft skin of your belly. You’re quick to pull your shirt down, covering yourself back up.

“Sorry, I’m such a mess! You’re home early.” You cringe at your own words. As if both of those facts weren’t obvious.

He takes slow, sure steps toward you. You feel like cowering before him, his complete attention more intense than you could’ve prepared yourself for.

He comes to a stop when his form is towering over yours. You look up and meet his eyes, but he shakes his head at you.

You immediately recognize what he wants from you.

You advert your gaze, staring down at the bit of floor between the two of you as you fall to your knees before him. You lean back and rest your ass on your ankles, clasping your hands behind your back.

This is how he likes you. Completely submitting to him.

His fingers rake through your hair, pulling it out of your face.

“There’s my girl. Are you gonna be a good girl for me?”

Without lifting your gaze from the floor, you reply, “Yes, sir.”

He grasps your chin between his fingers and forces your face up to look at him.

“Always so sweet for me, aren’t you Omega?”

You try to reply but the words are lost on your tongue. He smirks at your loss of words as his fingers trail from your jaw, slowly down your neck, until they’re tracing over the top of your cleavage.

“Or maybe you’re playing innocent. Nothing about the way these tits are practically pouring out of your shirt screams sweet, does it?”

You whine up at him before biting your lip, trying to keep your pathetic noises from slipping past your lips.

“You think I can’t smell how fucking wet you are for your Alpha right now? I can smell the desperation coming from that little cunt of yours. Need me to breed you, huh? Fill up that sweet pussy with my puppies?”

You’re panting, eyes practically rolling into the back of your head as your tongue lols out of your mouth, drool dripping down your chin. You nod your head quickly, causing him to roll his eyes in disapproval.

“Use your words. Now.” He’s gripping your chin again, pulling you to your feet with his single hand.

You whimper as your arms reach out, grasping onto his forearm. Your back is straining as your toes practically leave the floor. He doesn’t break a sweat–his face doesn’t show a single inclination of the strenuous activity he just pulled off effortlessly.

“Y-yes, Alpha. I want you to breed me. Want your cock so fucking bad, please.”

He releases his grip on your chin, bringing his hand to the top of your head and forcing you down to your knees again. You feel lightheaded from being forced up and down so quickly, but it just seems to heighten your arousal. It only fuels the wetness soaking through your panties and causes your thighs to clench together so fucking tightly.

“Fine. If you want it that bad, take it out for me. I can’t do everything for you.”

“Yes, sir.” Your hands shoot up to his crotch embarrassingly fast. Your fingers fumble with the buckle of his belt, your nerves clearly showing. Leon can’t hide the smirk and look of amusement on his face at your eagerness.

You take a deep breath and force yourself to make quick work of pulling his belt off and opening up the front of his pants, pulling them down his thighs. Your mouth waters looking at his cock straining in his boxers.

“Come on, baby. Don’t half ass your job. I said, Take. It. Out.”

Your thumbs slide under the waistband, slowly easing them down until his dick springs free.

A half whimper, half groan leaves your lips as his cock stands at full attention right in front of your face. You stare at it, eagerly awaiting his next instructions.

“Don’t let me stop you, princess. Suck my cock. Get me wet and ready to breed that fucking pussy.”

You wrap your hand around his large cock, slowly pumping him. You’ll never get accustomed to how long and thick his dick is. Every time he takes his pants off, it’s like Christmas fucking morning.

You lol your tongue out of your mouth, right over the head of his cock. You stare up at him as your saliva pools on your tongue until the slow, steady stream flows down to the tip of his cock. The string of saliva being the only thing connecting your mouth to his aching cock.

“Sweet girl,” his hand caresses your cheek, continuing to meet your stare, “If you wanna taste my cock before I pound your fucking cunt, you’d better get it inside your fucking mouth before I say fuck it.”

You wrap your lips around his tip, sucking harshly. Leon’s head falls back as a groan sounds deep in his throat. You watch as his adam’s apple bobs while he swallows his noises down.

He brings his head back, his eyes immediately taking in your hollowed cheeks as you give it your best attempt at swallowing him full.

Something inside him snaps. He pulls your mouth from his cock and pushes you until your back crashes into the floor.

He yanks your tank top over your head, practically destroying the fabric. Your breasts fall out, thankfully you decided against a bra today.

Leon stares at you in amazement, taking a minute to appreciate what belongs to him. You belonging to him makes it all that much better.

He brings his mouth down to one of your nipples, sucking harshly–impatiently. One of his hand wraps around your wrists, forcing them above your head. The other running down your body, caressing your tummy.

His lips trail from your nipple, leaving wet kisses down the valley of your breasts, stopping and suckling gently above your belly button.

His thumb runs over the stretch marks on your tummy softly.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamn soft. Imagine how soft you’d be swollen with my puppies, huh? You wanna have a belly full of my babies that I get to worship every fucking day?”

“Yes, yes! I want it so bad. Daddy, sir, Alpha, please.”

He chuckles at you before continuing to kiss lower and lower down your body. He peppers kisses in the hair surrounding the temple of his absolute obsession and affection.

You’re staring at him intently, lost in your need for him. You can’t bring yourself to do anything besides sit there spread open for him. You’re baring yourself completely for him and all you can do is hope he fucking dives into you soon.

“Such a good Omega, huh? Will do anything to please her Alpha–to earn his knot. You want that? Want me to stuff you full of my come and then knot you? Knot you until I’m sure my puppies are in there?”

You grind your hips up into him absentmindedly. Your body is desperate for any sort of friction. His tongue, his fingers, his cock–it doesn’t fucking matter. You just have to have him anyway he’ll give himself to you.

“Please, Alpha. Fuck me, breed me, knot me. I need you.” “How can I say no to that? Now lay there and take it like a good girl. My good fucking girl.”

~masterlist~

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kieran-granola · 5 months

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Identity Porn AOB scenario in which alpha Roy and omega Jason work together but they don't know each other's real ID.

Jason has a massive crush on Arsenal but there's no way he's outing himself as an omega to anyone from the cape community. He'd rather pine. Meanwhile Roy is VERY bisexual and crushing hard on Red Hood... but he doesn't want to jeopardize their relationship with a one night stand, and he's not getting serious with anyone he's not sure he could introduce to his baby girl.

So, they both repress their feelings. They bury them deep deep into the dark recesses of their minds and stick to friendship.

...Then a hot single alpha dad moves into the flat next door to Jason's.

It's nothing serious at first. They're just neighbors. Then they start spending time together. They invite each other over for dinner, they help each other build furniture, they share tips about the neighborhood and go grocery shopping together. Stuff like that.

And the more they hang out together, the more they resonate... and both of them start to fall for each other in their civvies.

They hide it, of course. Jason because he doesn't want to expose an unsuspecting child to the risks that come with being a vigilante's stepkid, and Roy because he's pretty convinced he's totally out of the bombshell omega next door's league.

Then Roy's season comes around. He leaves Lian with Ollie and Dinah and holes up for his rut. He does his best to be a considerate neighbor. He spends a week alone, getting re-acquainted with his hands and humping his bed, smothering his growls into his pillows.

Unfortunately for Jason, despite Roy's efforts, the noise and smell of his rut carry. It wouldn't be too much of an inconvenience for anyone else, but Jason is already attuned to him, and that combination triggers a sympathetic heat.

This means that Roy comes down from his rut after a week — exhausted, missing his kid and just looking forward to denning down and sleeping — only to smell the last days of Jason's heat. Roy hears the desperate cries for pack that Jason just isn't able to suppress anymore after days of heat fever when he walks in front of his door on his way to go pick Lian up. His wires get crossed so bad because fuck, he wants this omega in his den with them, bracketing Lian with him, safe and comfortable instead of in pain and lonely... And so when Jason's heat ends, Roy awkwardly shows up to ask for a movie night with the three of them, just to soothe his need to comfort and protect.

Jason is like... he waited for the end of my heat to knock at my door AND he's offering platonic affection? With a PUP when Jason's paternal instincts are still raw from heat? Be still his beating heart.

Arsenal: "I won't be around for patrol on Friday. Don't miss me too much, yeah?"

Red Hood: "Don't worry, I won't even notice."

Arsenal: "Oh, I see. Let me get my Bat-translator... Yeah, I love you too, buddy."

Red Hood: "Fuck off. I meant that literally. I won't be patrolling either."

Arsenal: "Ooooh. Hot date?"

Red Hood: "Hotter than your dumb ass, that's for sure."

Anyway.

Lian falls asleep between them during the movie, and they stay cuddled up together for a while after, just enjoying the feeling of safety. Eventually, Roy puts her in bed, before offering Jason a drink.

Jason is more relaxed than he's ever been, and agrees. Roy gets them both a beer, and goes to sit at a respectable distance, but Jason holds him back by the wrist because, "C'mon, alpha, hold me? Those arms have gotta be good for something."

Roy blue screens for a second thinking of all the things he could do to the cheeky O on his couch before sitting down like, "If you're gonna objectify my arms, does that mean i have permission to talk about your thighs?"

"Only if you're offering to let me wrap them around your neck."

Roy bursts out laughing. "I don't know if you're threatening me with violence or if you're asking for head."

"Hmm..." Jason settles into Roy's arms. "I haven't decided yet. Ask me again when I'm done with that beer."

Despite Jason's brazenness, they don't fuck that night. Even after a few days of rest, they're both exhausted from their seasons and not actually up for anything. Instead, they fall asleep intertwined on the couch.

The next morning, Roy wakes up to Lian poking his cheek. He's surprised and disappointed when he realizes Jason isn't in his arms anymore, but he's also a bit relieved that Lian didn't catch them in an awkward position... And then he smells coffee and breakfast, and all of the negative feelings are replaced by affection and lust when he spots Jason cooking.

Fast forward to a week later. Roy begged the fam to babysit, and invited Jason out to dinner "to repay him for breakfast". They go to a restaurant and spend the whole meal flirting, then they both head home together. That's when the two of them fall into bed.

Sex with Jason is a lot wilder than Roy expected, and holy shit Jason's muscles definitely aren't for show... But hey! He's not complaining. Jason's pussy feels even sweeter after a bit of wrestling, and Roy is perfectly happy to get pinned down and ridden within an inch of his life if that's what his omega is looking for.

That is... Until he notices a VERY familiar scar that he remembers seeing when he was tending to one of Red Hood's wounds in the field.

Every single one of their interactions comes rushing back to him. Their camaraderie in the field, the fun they've had as civilians... It all flashes through his mind as he finally connects the dots and realizes how similar Red Hood and Jason are and why.

"You're Red Hood," Roy blurts out.

Jason frowns and slows his movements. "Seriously? Did you have to wait to be balls deep in my cunt to be delusional?"

"I'm not delusional. You're Red Hood. And I'm Arsenal."

"Is this a kink? Are you into rolepla—"

"Jason. I know that scar. I saw it when I stitched you up after Clayface threw you into that fucking piece of rebar."

Jason tenses, and goes still. Roy bites down a groan at the feeling. "How long have you known?"

"About 30 seconds."

"For real?" Jason growls low in his throat and makes a move to dismount. "And you couldn't have waited 10 minutes to have this conversation?"

Roy whines and holds him back by the hips. "In my defense, my brain isn't getting a lot of blood right now. Please don't stop, you feel amazing."

"...You're a fucking dumbass, Harper."

"Maybe, but I'm your dumbass. Come on, please—"

Jason snaps his teeth in annoyance and presses him down into the pillows by the shoulders. "Fine. But if you come before me, I will shoot you."

"Yessir."

By the time the two of them are sated and lying next to each other, Roy is feeling a little bit more normal about his discovery. It's an unexpected but not unwelcome development. They share a cigarette and talk about it, and they both agree to keep dating. There's nothing left to hide between them after all, and it's not like they can uncross the lines they blasted through in their civvies. Their friendship has already been changed. They just have to hope that it's been changed for the better.

(Years later, sitting next to each other at Lian's middle school graduation, they'll thank the Universe for pushing them together despite their hang-ups. Friends, lovers, husbands... their titles in each other's lives have changed over the years but one thing hasn't: the complicity and love they share are still as bright and warm as they were when they first learned to trust each other.)

#jayroy #jason todd #roy harper #omegaverse #royjay #kieran writes

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macsimagines · 9 months

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could i possibly ask for alphas mikey, kazutora and draken and their reaction to their omega s/o that is very sensitive and cums very qiuickly?

TW: ABO, Yandere, MINORS DNI, NSFW, Dubious Consent

Yandere!Alpha Mikey

Bastard about it. Total douchebag. He will overstim you to all hell, and will continue to do it despite your begging.

"Puh-Please! Alpha! No more, can't take it!" "Of course you can. You're my Omega, after all."

Thinks this is proof of how compatible you two are. Really does believe this means that he's the only alpha that can satisfy you in the way that you deserve.

Outside of sex you keep trying to explain it to him. "I told you my body is just hyper sensitive to alpha pheremones!" "You better not be tellin' me just any alpha will do."

You have to be careful with your words because if he thinks that he's just as good as any alpha on the street for you, he's going to treat you like a whore.

"C'mon take it. You know you love it. This is all you're good for? Right!?"

Mikey is more insecure than he'll ever let on, and if you let his thought run rampant then he's going to start treating you poorly. Just be his good omega and let him believe he's the only one that can ever bring you to that point.

Yandere!Kazutora

Careful, like Mikey, he's going to believe all its evidence that you too are made for each other. Deluded into thinking that this just proves you're his perfect omega and that he's the only Alpha that can satisfy you.

And he's going to overstim you as well. Not on purpose, on accident! This Alpha is just going to get too pussy drunk to realize you're cumming nonstop.

"S-so good! Love this pussy, fuck! Baby~ tell me how much you love it!"

Will overstim himself even because it's not good until you both are crying. Don't worry baby! He understands your pain. He can't just can't get enough of you.

"Tora! You can't keep having sex with me like that! It's too intense!" "So Is my love baby, you can't expect me to stop that either."

You try to hold off on sex until your heats hit. If its already going to be intense might as well wait for when it's at it's worst right?

Wrong. Bad Choice. Kazutora is going to fuck you like his life depends on it and the second you cum from him just putting his dick in? Get ready for one wild ride.

"You love me right? You need me, don't you!? Look at how good I make you feel, look at how much you cum around me! You only want me forever don't you?"

Yandere!Alpha Draken

Actually understands that you need things to be taken easy and is actually gentle with you.

When he does have sex with you, he makes sure he's nice and slow, not boring, but he doesn't want it to be over too soon. Lets you tell him when you need a second, and will actually wait for you to calm down.

"Don't worry, baby. Alpha is gonna make you feel real nice." "Dr-draken! Please!"

Not that he doesn't abuse this info. Don't forget he's still a yandere and if he thinks you're being unfaithful or not submitting like a good omega should he's going to punish you.

Fucking you at a brutal pace, ignoring the way you cry and beg after cumming for what will feel like the millionth time.

"You want to whore around, act like a slut, then I'm gonna treat you like one. Look at the way you're cummin'. You must love this, right?"

But if you behave, like a good girl should, then he's going to be the picture perfect alpha. Helping you build your nest, Scenting you when you need it. Breeding you the way he knows you like.

"It's ok baby, nice and slow, I remember."

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere manjiro sano #yandere mikey sano #yandere kazutora #yandere kazutora hanemiya #yandere draken #yandere ken ryuguji

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fanfiction4sooya · 5 months

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Please.. I need to know.. How big are alpha/G!p Bada's and Tiffany's cocks?? I can't stop thinking about it! How thick are they? How long?? What does it look like. Are they veiny?? Whats their favorite position to take me in?? I need to know. PLEASE FEED ME, MOTHER. I'm such a cock slut for them. 🤤🍆🍆🍆🍆💦💦

Tsk tsk, someone's thirsty....... Thank goodness I always have water though 👁️👁️ (thanks for the ask luv!!! 💖)

Let's start with my love Tiffany!! I think her cock is not the biggest, maybe 17 cm but it has a very nice girth. Definitely pinkish, it looks clean and delicate like her and hers is not veiny at all and I do think her cock looks pretty like you really wanna put it in your mouth and suck it like a lollipop; she is romantic, passionate and very possessive so I think she really likes anything that gives her access to your lips, like missionary. (She is all romantic but she loves facing you because it means she can say the nastiest, most obscene things ever staring into your eyes as you milk her dry over and over again 🫠🫠🫠🫠

Now Bada... I think she is on the big and girthy side, maybe 21 or 22 cm (big to the point of hurting you if you are not really prepared to take her all in) definitely veiny and a bit intimidating at first but she is so good with foreplay that you don't think twice before letting her take you in any position she wants 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 she has two favorite positions: 69 because she loves fucking your pretty mouth while she absolutely destroys your pussy with her tongue and doggystyle because she loves how you arch your back for her and she knows her cock is big and this position is more comfortable ( cocky, yes, but handsome girl doesn't want to actually hurt you)

Also doggystyle because she likes watching your ass in the air while her cum drips from your pussy 🤤

#gxg smut #tiffany smut #bada smut #snsd smut #bada lee smut #alpha!bada #alpha!tiffany

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 1 year

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Hello 👋 I just wanted to ask if it's ok to request and if it is can I ask for an alpha Jason Todd x Omega chubby female reader smut plz. Also I really enjoyed your Mando and Logan story they were really good.

A World of Colours

Alpha!Jason Todd x omega!reader

Jason thought all the good had been drained from the world, but he has been wrong before

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (reader is on bc), Jason has a slight fear of pregnancy, pull-out method

WC: 1k

Minors DNI

When Jason came back from the dead, he thought that everything good in the world died along with him. Everything was bleak and stuck in an eternal grey, the colour drained from his life. He spent his days training, getting bigger and stronger, determined to never be caught off guard again, even by his own family.

He was distrusting, brutish, violent and a borderline feral alpha. Even his own father was terrified of him (not that he would admit it).

So it was quite the shock when, on a surprise visit to his apartment that totally wasn’t to make sure that Jason was still alive, Dick found the place spotless and with the distinctive scent of an omega soaked into every inch of the small studio.

And even more shocking was his little brother standing in the small kitchenette fucking crooning to the plump woman sitting on the counter as he cooked her breakfast. “Did I have a stroke? Am I stroking out? Does anyone smell toast?” Jason rolled his eyes at his older brother and stepped forward as if to shield you.

“Of course you smell toast Dickhead, I’m making some.” Your laugh carried through through the small space like the ringing of bells and Dick watched as Jason’s posture relaxed and his scent became sweet with absolute love.

It was then that Dick noticed both their states of undress (him being just in boxers and her in a shirt that must have been his) and the potent smell of sex. “I think I’m just gonna go.” He started backing out of the room.

“Yeah how about you do that?” You slapped Jason’s shoulder and hissed a “be nice”. Still thoroughly freaked out, Dick increased his pace.

“Just uh, just remember that B wants everyone at dinner this Friday. Bring your girl.” He slammed the front door behind him, fully convinced he was having a very strange dream.

You watched the entryway for a moment before you were distracted by a soft brush of lips against your neck. “Jay.” A moan slipped from you involuntarily as Jason’s huge hands traveled from laying on the countertop to cupping your wide hips, squeezing the already bruised skin.

“Yes princess?” He mouthed at your sensitive mating gland, applied just enough pressure to the raised skin to make your back arch forward with arousal.

“We just had sex ten minutes ago. Haven’t you had enough?” Offended, he pulled away for just a moment to look into your eyes.

“I could never have enough of you, and right now princess, I’m feeling very greedy.” You yelped when suddenly your ass was hanging off the edge of the counter after Jason tugged you forward. There was a dull thud that you knew was the sound of his boxers hitting the old kitchen tile.

The musky smell of tobacco and hot chocolate filled the air as Jason’s eyes got darker with desire and you felt his hard cock against the soft skin of your plump thighs. He was already throbbing, with beads of pre-cum bathing on the uncut head. Slick pooled between your legs in response, your omega perfectly happy at the progress of this morning so far.

Reaching between you, you grasped him tightly and guided him to your entrance. “Go on then, alpha. Sate your hunger.” His massive paws skirted down your body to settle on the small of your back. The tip of his nose brushed against yours in a loving manner.

“Yes, omega.” He answered dutifully and then slammed forward.

“Alpha!” You mewled. Pleasure shot through you with each roll of his hips. “Feel s’good.” The counter dug into your hips as he thrust into you.

“That’s it, that’s my girl.” Even though your love had fucked you mere minutes before, your pussy still burned with the stretch of his cock. The thick ring of muscle of his knot pressed tingly to your already stuffed hole whenever the head of his cock bashed against your cervix.

As you wrapped yourself around him, Jason buried his face into your neck. He covered his teeth with his lips so he could bite down on the spot that would bind you to him forever without actually leaving his mark. But it resulted in the same outcome: your body jerked forward and forced his growing knot inside of you.

“Fuck princess.” He growled against your heated skin. “Gonna make me cum already like some fucking teenager.” Your nails dug into his muscular back as your orgasm grew and grew, spurred on by the way the tick patch of hair at the base of his pelvis hit your clit with every thrust.

“‘M close.” You gasped between desperate moans. Jason groaned into your ear as his muscles tightened with his own end.

“Go on, cum for me. Cum for your alpha and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Yes yes yes!” You clamped down onto him as ecstasy washed over you in a huge wave of pleasure. Your vision whited out but he continued to thrust, needing his release.

“Fuuuuuck!” Ripping himself away from you, he pulled out of your warmth just in time to spill his hot cum onto your plush belly. “Holy shit.”

The massive man slumped into your arms, all the energy suddenly leaving his body. You just chuckled and ran your fingers through his dark hair. “I thought you were gonna make me your twinkie.” You joked, laying a kiss to his head.

He chuckled into your throat, giving you a playful nip. “Couldn’t remember if you took your birth control this morning. Didn’t want to risk it.” Gently cupping his cheek, you guided him up to meet your eyes.

“Jay,” You cooed while debating on bringing up the subject but then quickly decided against it, “Will you at least finish making me breakfast? I’m absolutely starving.” He kissed your cheek.

“Stay right there princess, I’ll take care of you.”

The world used to be black and white to the feared vigilante but with you, it was a world full of colours and he wanted to share it with you.

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ithinkinggenshin · 2 years

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hello! How are you doing?

this might be kinda weird but could I request for fem reader in heat and ( yae, ei, hu tao, Eula) helping them bc they get reader into heat?

Look What You Did to Me

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Yae Miko, The Raiden Shogun (Ei), Hu Tao, Eula

Pairings: Fem!Reader x ^above characters (separate)

Warnings: SMUT, A/B/O dynamics, anal sex, girls with cocks, breeding kink, somnophilia, knotting

Word count: 4.5k

Synopsis: Werewolf kink just in time for kinktober? 👀

Extra Notes: I’m so sorry this took a month to get to. I’ve written like… one fic every week. I’ve made a routine for myself so hopefully I’ll be able to get to more asks sooner.

Yae Miko:

For a woman who’s head shrine maiden, Yae Miko does not dress very modestly. Which is disastrous for you because now you can’t focus on anything other than her legs.

One would think you’d stare at her breasts– and you do… a lot… but those goddamn legs of her are so smooth and lush.

Her dress is so short too. You don’t know how it’s possible for her to hide how hung she is.

It’s so bad that she’s practically sent you into heat with her looks alone, which is bad because you’re on the clock.

All you can think about is Yae fucking you. The way her legs look when she’s thrusting into you, or how they shine when you hump them, trying to get off. Not to mention when you dig your nails into them when Miko forces you to face away from her and bounce on her cock.

Oh fuck…

And her knot.

That tears you apart and has your mind shattering every time she forces you to take it. The perfect compliment to her giant cock that causes a bump to show every time it’s fully inside of you.

You can’t do it.

You need her.

You need her right now.

Yae turns and looks at you. She can see how flush you are, your chest rising and falling rapidly. If it were anyone else, they’d presume you’re panicking or hurt, but Yae can smell you from a mile away.

Oops

Looks like she’s going to need to help you out, or else you’ll never be able to go back to work. Or worse, some other alpha may try to claim you for themselves.

Yae Miko would never allow such a thing.

You belong to her.

She holds her arms out, and you immediately dash towards her, throwing yourself into her embrace.

“Come here. Let me take care of you, little pup.”

You can barely process anything going on beyond what you feel. Yae feels cool under your overheating body. She’s moving, and you’re bouncing in her arms, but it’s not the same kind of bouncing that you feel when you’re riding her. No, she’s walking. Carrying you. Taking you somewhere. You whine in her ear.

“Miko please. I need you.”

“I know pup. But I don’t think you’d be able to handle the aftermath of us sharing such an intimate moment with the other shrine maidens. Be patient. We’re almost to my chambers.”

All you can do is nod. All you know is that you’re having to wait. Your arms around her neck slide down along her back, so you can leverage yourself enough that you’re able to lift yourself up to grind your core on her stomach.

Yae’s laugh only makes you work harder.

“You’re making a mess of my clothes, puppy. I hope you plan on cleaning up after yourself.”

You still don’t answer, too focused on trying to find some relief. Of course, pathetically humping the front of her uniform isn’t nearly enough.

You need her.

You need her cock.

You need–

“I know what you need, puppy. I’d be a poor alpha if I didn’t. Now, no more talking. The only words I want to hear come out of your mouth are my name and please.”

You didn’t realize you had said your thoughts out loud. Not that it matters, you’re too far gone to feel any humiliation.

Which is good, because you soon find yourself face down on the floor. Yae forcing you into a position where your knees are positioned under you, so they can hold you up.

“You’ve already ruined my clothes. I’m not going to let you ruin my sheets too.”

She’s so fast.

Your mind is always one step behind. By the time you register her fat cock slapping against your pussy lips, she’s already bottomed out inside of you. Your reaction to that ends up mixing with the follow up as she’s already fucking you at a brutal pace.

You wail and flail your arms, completely unprepared outside of how slick you already were.

You don’t even try to hold yourself up. Instead one hand ends up digging claw marks into the wood on the floor while the other grips Yae’s wrist. Her hand having made its way into your hair and gripping and pulling it so your poor face isn’t rubbed raw on the planks because of how violently Miko’s thrusting into you.

It’s all too fast. You’re already falling over the edge. Thankfully Yae doesn’t stop. You’re still not satisfied.

You’re babbling out “please” and “Yae” over and over. Sometimes managing to remember the words “thank you.” But apparently you’re saying two words more than the others.

“More!”

“Harder!”

“Tsk. Tsk. So demanding. Well, so much for you going back to work. You’ll have to figure out an excuse to tell your poor boss and coworkers, because I’m not letting you go until I’m through with you.

Pathetic thing. You’re already squirting and it’s only been a few minutes. Your heat came early. I’m so glad. I’ve been waiting and saving up. This time, I’m going to breed you.”

You whine. That’s why her balls feel so heavy and big as they slap against you.

Yes yesyesyes!

“Oh? Such an eager pup. Ready to be bred?”

You open your mouth to answer but are cut off when Yae lets go of your hair, opting to put both hands on your hips, so she can move your body with hers.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m going to cum inside this lovely pussy of yours. I’ll do it a few times, just to make sure you’re guaranteed to get pregnant.”

You moan loudly.

“And if somehow you don’t, then we’ll just know for certain that you’re only use is to be my little sex doll.”

The Raiden Shogun (Ei):

At times she’s as cold and sharp as a blade, and at others she’s warm and soft. Usually you love cuddling with her. You feel naked without her arms around you when you two fall asleep, but right now, you feel like you’re overheating in her grasp. The need inside you burning outward and ruining this tender moment.

You’re broken out of your thoughts when you feel her arms let go of you. Her touch returns but at your mound, right where you need her. Her long fingers easily push your panties aside and slip into your pussy.

“Ah~ Ei!”

She doesn’t respond, instead focused and watching her fingers disappear in and out of you, mesmerized by the sight.

So it’s not Ei right now.

No.

The Raiden Shogun is the one fucking you.

Your panties are soaked through, and your juices quickly end up coating her knuckles and fingers. Even the ones that aren’t plunging inside you.

You easily took three fingers from the get go, but they still don’t compare to her cock, which might as well be double the size of those fingers together.

You can’t help but clench as soon as the head slips inside. You wrap your legs around the puppet’s waist and pull her closer, forcing the rest of her massive dick inside of you.

You’re so glad Ei made her vessel to have such an enormous cock. It’s hitting all of your most sensitive spots, and the way it presses against the entrance to your womb has you throwing your head back against the mattress.

You aren’t left lying on the bed for long, though.

Long, lithe arms snake around you and force you to sit up. Gravity pulls you further down on her, your pussy somehow managing to take more of it. Your insides rearrange as you shift around.

She’s still not done.

You suddenly feel yourself leave the bed entirely. Only being supported by the arms around your back and under your ass.

FUCK

You throw your head back and find yourself looking up at the ceiling as she starts thrusting into you from below. Which is only made deeper by the way you bounce up and down in time with her.

You swear you’re sinking lower and lower each time, or more like she’s forcing her way deeper and deeper. Each thrust breaks the entrance to your womb in more and more, until the tip of her cock is fully buried inside, and Ei– the Shogun cums directly into it.

The ropes of cum she spurts out quickly overfills your pussy and drips onto the floor. You force yourself to lean forward, now looking at the ground behind your alpha. Your arms loosening from around her shoulders and simply dangling.

Your eyes roll back as she starts to thrust again. You’re boneless and helpless as she keeps fucking you. She shows no signs of tiredness or strain. If anything, she seems even more determined and rougher than before. You can feel air being pushed out of you with each thrust.

The Raiden Shogun doesn’t plan on stopping. Ei changed her programming so that the puppet would be able to detect when you went into heat, and then would proceed to fuck you until it was over. She was specifically informed that she should always cum inside of you. It actually concerns her that some of her cum spilled out, which is why she’s fucking you so hard now. To make up for what was lost.

The rational and coherent part of you is drowning in pleasure, completely useless right now. You fail to realize that it’s her goal to fill you with cum. It won’t be till much, much later when you wake up from the best sleep you’ve ever had and feel the weight of the plugs inside you that you remember what happened.

The shogun had fucked you through your heat and did her best to make sure all of her cum stayed inside of you. At one point your crying got through to her and she pulled out of your abused cunt, opting to plug the cum up inside of you.

She thought she was finished, until you mewled her master’s name again.

You were still needy.

Still desperate for her to continue to fill you up.

The Shogun hadn’t received directions on what to do in this sort of situation, but she isn’t one to back down from a challenge. It helped that you guided her hand and moved her fingers so that the tip of one was right in front of your asshole. She understood immediately and slowly eased it inside, immediately noticing how much tighter and less lubricant it was.

The way she built you up to eventually pound your ass was perfect.

You felt complete.

The wall between the plug in your pussy and the cock in your ass only served to make things worse, better?, as the nerves were overwhelmed with stimulation on both sides.

This time, the Shogun paced herself so that she didn't ruin you as quickly. Taking her time as she languidly pushed her cock in and then pulled it out. When you insisted that she go faster and harder, she shook her head. Only relenting when you kept begging for it.

Even then, she just ended up flipping you two around so that she was beneath you. She told you to ride her at whatever speed you wanted, that would be the only way for you to get more.

You realize you must've looked so pathetic, the way you instantly collapsed.

Of course you couldn't do it. Your legs were made completely useless back when she first started helping you through your heat. You only end up laying over the puppet's body. You bury your face in her chest to hide your embarrassment.

A soft chuckle and gentle circles drawn on your back pulls your attention back to her.

"Ei…" you whisper fondly.

"It's my turn to take care of you."

She gently eases her cock back inside your ass. You immediately grip onto her shoulders. She fucks you slowly, missionary style. You look up at her, and you both stare into each other's eyes. Your nipples brush against her skin as your boobs bounce with each of her ever intensifying thrusts. You chant her name with your hoarse voice.

You both tip over the edge, one after the other. Ei cumming inside of you at the feeling of you clenching so hard as your orgasm washes over you. She makes sure that she's fully seated inside you, so that her cum fills you up and so that the pussy plug doesn't come out from how hard you're spazzing out.

You twitch as you lay on top of her.

Ei slowly brings you up toward her face, easing you off her cock. As soon as it's free, and you're eye level with her, she pushes a new plug against your back hole. You stare wide eyed at her, surprised at the new sensation.

Of course, your ass easily takes the big plug. You have no idea where Ei got it from, but you don’t question it. She only lets go when she's positive it won't fall out of place. Her hands move up to cup your cheeks, and you two share a tender kiss.

You don't remember what happened after that. You must've passed out. And now, waking up, you realize that Ei did you the favor of cleaning you up and washing your body, with the only exception being your holes, which remain stuffed and full.

You stay in bed, basking in the feeling. You're grateful your alpha takes such good care of you. She may be the one causing you to go into heat, but she's also the one to fix it.

You lower your hand till it's between your legs.

"Do not remove them."

The cold, sharp voice reaches your ears and causes you to shiver.

The Shogun seems intent on making sure you stay full of her cum. The plugs inside you are like a trophy to her, proving how thorough and good a job she did.

You prop yourself up on shaky arms, only to be pushed back down.

"Do not exert yourself. I will take care of everything for you."

With those words she snakes an arm around you back to pull you up, her other hand bringing a tall glass of water to your lips. You barely keep up as she forces you to drink it all in one go.

Aftercare with the Raiden Shogun isn't very soft or sweet, but you can tell she cares. And who are you to not reward that?

You lean up in her arms and cup her face.

"What is your request?"

You smile. "Kiss me."

No hesitation.

The kiss is loving and meaningful. It doesn't go deeper than your lips pressed against her, but it doesn't have to. You're happy enough feeling the softest part of her against you.

Your girlfriend is an enigma, but she’s perfect for you.

Hu Tao:

Everytime she talks directly into your ear to tease you, it makes you go far more insane than any persistent prank she's ever pulled on you. She makes it a point to invade your personal space, running her hands all over your body and bringing her face close to yours. Always playing innocent and then suddenly leaning over and biting your neck or shoulder and pinching you places that aren’t appropriate.

She says you have the best reactions. The way you yelp and jump in shock. She laughs with your skin between her teeth. Though apparently this time was much more fun for her.

You’re completely oblivious to Hu Tao sneaking up behind you in the bedroom. You somehow don’t notice the dip in the bed behind you when she approaches, and you almost fall off the side when she suddenly latches onto you. Her teeth sink into the side of your neck, and her hands reach around to grip your boobs. You don’t even realize that you moaned in response until you hear her snicker behind you.

“Oh ho ho~ Is my little omega feeling a bit hot today? Are you suddenly all delirious because of me? Let me help you with that.”

She’s instantly on top of you. Pulled you back and climbed over to straddle your waist. You mewl at the feeling of her hardening cock pressed against your abdomen. You squirm and try to buck, but even though she’s small, Hu Tao doesn’t let you go.

She pushes the waistband of her shorts down and frees herself. You stare at the glistening with precum.

Your girlfriend strokes herself on top of you, taunting you further. Your mind is overwhelmed with lust as you reach your hands up to stroke Hu Tao’s dick.

“P-please…” you plead.

“Ah you sound so nice when you beg.”

She shifts so her feet pin down your arms. She strokes herself faster. She’s so thick, the tip of her thumb and middle finger don’t even meet as she wraps them around her shaft. Everytime she fucks you, she tears you apart . You can never get used to it, never get tired of the feeling.

But you’re tired of all the games your partner plays with you. The way she teases you in public and then smacks your ass and leaves you shaky and out of breath. Or the way she steals your clothes as you shower and then chases you around the house pretending to be an intruder. And now she has the audacity to make your heat come early and not even touch you properly!

You glare at her and pull your arms from beneath her feet. She loses her balance and her fat cock slaps against your clothed chest. You hate how easily it hypnotizes you into trying to lean your head down to follow it.

Even as you struggle and fight, Hu Tao manages to pull your attention back effortlessly.

You want to pin her down, hands around her throat, as you ride her fat cock. That’ll show her.

Hu Tao just laughs at your mesmerized gaze as she swings her dick back and forth closer to your face. She never takes sex very seriously. Not until she’s balls deep inside of you and can only focus on fucking you into tomorrow.

You lean up and try to get close enough to put your lips on her. Your girlfriend cackles louder as she leans back and sits on your stomach, knocking the wind and hope out of you. You lay back and let out a whine, which just makes her giggle even more.

“Aiya! Alright, alright! You stupid cunt. I’ll put some babies in you.”

Hu Tao grabs at the waistband of your bottoms and yanks them down. Sadly, she ends up tearing the article as her hands pulled away from each other to try and make it easier to get around the widest part of your thighs.

“Oops,” she says with a shrug and laugh. “I’ll buy you another pair later. Guess I’m a bit excited too.”

“Just hurry up,” is all you say. You’re so sick of this girl and her games.

“Now, now. That’s no way to talk to your alpha. Do I need to teach you some manners again?”

You’re not thinking clearly. Annoyed and horny and wanting this feeling of insanity to go away, you wind your fingers in her hair and pull her up to your cunt.

“Just shut up and fuck me Hu Tao!”

“Hmph.”

She leans down till her nose is against your bush and her lips ghost over your clit. You hump the air, but she doesn’t help you at all. Then she straightens back up and suddenly–

SMACK

You yelp as she slaps your cunt again and again.

You knew you were playing with fire when you talked back to her, but this isn’t what you expected her to do at all.

“You. Want. Me. To. Make. You. Cum?” She emphasizes each of her words with a hard smack. “Fine.”

You moan.

“Can you feel how wet you’ve gotten?” She shoves her knee against your pussy and brings her hand up to your cheek, wiping all of your essence off. You don’t even think about feeling ashamed as you hump her thigh.

She yanks your hair and shoves her fingers in your mouth when you open it to moan again.

“Aiya. Stupid bitch. You’re making such a mess. I guess you can’t help it. You’re too horny and braindead right now to do anything useful. You’re lucky I’m so nice. Someone else might’ve used their pyro vision to make this heat of yours even worse as punishment. But I’m going to help you instead. You better thank me later.”

You garble around her fingers as you look into her wild eyes. You feel the tip of her cock against your entrance as she lines it up. You don’t have to wait long before she’s forcing herself inside you. She hooks her fingers in your mouth and pulls your jaw down, as though that’ll help force you onto her cock faster.

You claw at the bedding as she reshapes your insides, everything being pushed aside to make room for your girlfriend. Your cries are louder as they come through your wide, open mouth.

“That’s right. Perfect little fucktoy for me. Perfect little omega. C’mon. Don’t make me do all the work.” She lets go of your aching jaw and slaps your stomach.

You arch your back and feel her cock move inside you.

Fuckfuckfuck.

Hu Tao pistons herself in and out of you at a moderate pace. It’s enough to have you going insane as you try to gain enough control of your limbs to help her fuck you faster.

She’s back to cackling at your desperation as you chase her dick.

She always has so much fun toying with you.

But she’s starting to swell inside you. Hu Tao’s ready to take things a bit more seriously, as she grips your waist with her hands and properly fucks you, hard and fast. She’s pounding away at your womb, chasing her own high, not caring that you’re already clenching and cumming around her.

So what if you came already? So what if you’re already cummng again?

Hu Tao won’t be done with you until she’s satisfied. Not until she’s had her chance to cum inside your pussy enough to flood your womb and cunt, till you’re overflowing with her cum. She’s not done yet. Not by a long shot. Now flip over. She wants to get your ass ready for later as she fucks you to her next orgasm.

Eula:

Those goddamn thigh high boots of hers.

You can’t think of anything else as you look at the pillowy, soft, exposed part of her thighs just above the rim of her boots.

You tell her that the fat lips of your pussy would compliment them so well. She blushes as you describe in detail about how you want to press your cunt down on one thigh and rut against it. Make it glisten with your juices.

Look at what you’ve done to me. You tell her. I need my alpha to come take care of me. Help me Eula~ you tease.

She huffs, bright red and riled up. You insult her with your antics, but it’s her duty as your alpha to help you through your heat.

The captain quickly drags you out of the Knights of Favonius’ Headquarters and to your apartment. She can’t take you to hers because, well… it’s not hers. It’s Amber’s. And she will not have a repeat of that time when Amber walked in on the both of you.

Eula couldn’t look at her for a whole month afterward.

She doesn’t understand how you can have so little shame. Mewling and moaning her name as she pulls you through the streets and into the apartment building. She’s practically carrying you up the stairs, pathetic dog. As soon as your door is unlocked, she’s shoving it open and throwing you across the room onto your bed. She flicks the lock closed behind her and is by your side, stripped of her uniform.

“Hurry up.”

All that rush wasn’t just because she was embarrassed, it’s because she’s just as– no, she’s even more eager than you are to have sex. She’s been so pent up, hasn’t been home to be with you for so long. Only a few moments to share a quick greeting and kiss and maybe a few words. Not nearly long enough for her to find relief inside your pussy, the one that pulls her in and fits so nicely around her.

Eula’s eyes roll to the back of her head, she’s completely unable to keep her composure as she quickly thrusts into you. She almost doesn’t recognize her voice as she moans and praises you. You pull her forward and buck your hips to help her.

She’s practically on top of you as she thrusts. You laugh at her pathetic face. You love when she gets like this, so raw and unfiltered. She’s adorable and desperate. She fucks you so good when she lets go of all of her inhibitions and just focuses on cumming deep inside of you. Her cock pounds at the entrance to your womb wanting so desperately to be let in. One day, Eula wants to feel the inside of your womb. To fit her whole cock inside you, the last inch and a half that remains uncared for as your pussy just can’t fit it all.

She’ll have her vengeance one day.

But right now, all she cares about is how good it feels when you tighten your pussy around her. You two always cum together. It’s the perfect way to do it, and Eula deserves nothing less than perfection.

She shudders and spasms as she cums inside of you. You claw at her back and moan her name.

It’s not even ten seconds later and you both are at it again. Wet noises and out of breath whines and moans fill the room.

This is bliss.

Eula doesn’t feel bad at all for causing you to go into heat early. She doesn’t feel bad when she fucks you to the point that you pass out as you cum after too many other times. She feels amazing fucking you while you lay unconcious beneath her.

For better and worse, she won’t remember that she did all of this to you after she wakes up. The lack of memories saves her from her own embarrassment, but then she’ll insist that she didn’t fuck you that much or that hard and demand that you stand up and walk her to work like a good partner. Of course, you don’t even manage to straighten your legs before you’re falling over and needing your girlfriend to catch you. You catch another glimpse of her exposed thigh, and she’ll smell your arousal before you even voice it.

“Insatiable, greedy, little omega. You should be punished for having such lewd thoughts about me.”

You slip in her grasp, your legs completely caving beneath you.

Thankfully, your alpha doesn’t intend to let you hurt yourself on the hard floor. She pushes you back down on the bed and is out of her uniform before you know it.

You may be endlessly wanting for her, but Eula aches for you just as much.

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starshideurfics · 24 days

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Thirsty Thursday - Meet me in the restroom

steddie, omegaverse, mdni 🔞

Eddie doesn’t want to be at the club. It’s hot and sweaty, drinks are way too expensive, and he should really be planning the encounters for tomorrow’s hellfire session.

But Chrissy didn’t want to come alone, and the alpha girl she’s been crushing on said she’d be out tonight. Eddie is nothing if not a good friend, totally ready to wingman for Chrissy should the need arise.

It just isn’t likely to, since she’s already off making out with Robin in a dark corner.

Eddie figures he’ll spend the next half hour or so nursing his beer, then he’ll check in with Chrissy, find out she’s going home with Robin, and make his own quick exit.

He’s just looking over his shoulder to check on her when he catches a glimmer out of the corner of his eye. There’s a man—an omega, his brain not-so-helpfully supplies—at this corner of the dance floor. He’s wearing a deep red shirt, sleeves short, his arms and hair dusted with gold glitter. He shines, drawing Eddie’s attention.

All the way down to his perfect ass.

He’s wearing little faux-leather shorts that cling to him like a second skin, showing off toned thighs and the delicious curve of his cheeks.

And from his spot by the bar, Eddie isn’t positive, would know better if he could see him from the front, but it looks like a zipper runs the length of the center seam.

Throwing back the remainder of his overpriced beer, Eddie weaves through the bodies between himself and his golden-skinned omega, sidling up beside him and feeling like a cliche when he says, “I saw you across the room and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to take my eyes off you,” against his ear.

The omega turns, dark eyes glinting with interest as he looks Eddie over, before leaning in to smell him. Eddie’s sure he smells like sweat and Chrissy’s body spray that she spritzed in the van when they arrived.

“You smell like Christmas,” the omega moans, looping his arms around Eddie’s neck and getting another deep pull of his scent. “Like gingerbread. Wanna dance?”

“Yes,” Eddie breathes, being brave and scenting him back, a purr rumbling in his chest at the smell of sweet cherry cut through with lime. He already feels drunk on his scent, on their proximity.

They move together, Eddie mostly swaying, letting himself be guided by his partner, taking the liberty of gripping rounded hips, of pressing their sweaty foreheads together.

The song changes, and this walking wet dream of an omega leans close to whisper in Eddie’s ear. “M’thirsty. Gotta get a water.” Eddie nods, ready to take a step back, but the omega grabs his hip, presses their crotches together. “I think there are better things for us to do together than dance. Meet me in the restroom. Third stall.”

“Are you sure?” Eddie asks, mind racing. “How do you know it—”

“Toilet’s broken—no water in the bowl.” He kisses Eddie’s cheek. “Meet me there.”

Eddie does as he’s told, waits in the third stall already half-hard with anticipation, his blood pumping loudly in his ears. Even with all of that noise, he hears the door open, sees royal blue hightops under the stall door and steps back to allow his shining omega entrance.

Here, under the fluorescents, he looks more real, but no less beautiful, a hungry smile on his face as he advances on Eddie. They meet in a biting kiss, one that ends with Eddie sucking on his pretty omega’s pouty lower lip, as the man reaches for Eddie’s belt buckle.

He makes quick work of shoving down Eddie’s pants and freeing his cock, pulls back to spit in his hand, and jerks the alpha to full hardness. “If you want, I can use my mouth. I’m very good with my mouth,” he whispers against Eddie’s ear. “Or…” Reaching for Eddie’s hand, he guides it down to the zipper pull on his shorts, helps him slide it back between his spread legs. “I’m not wearing any panties, and I’m already so wet.”

He lifts one leg up, rests his foot on the seat of the broken toilet, offering easy access for Eddie to slip a finger inside, to pet his lips and gather slick.

Eddie’s not sure who moans first, but they should by quiet, and he dives in to stop both their noises by mashing their mouths together. Soon enough, he’s sheathing himself in tight, wet heat, their bodies rocking as one until Eddie comes with a strangled grunt, his knot tying them together.

“Sorry, baby,” he whispers, reaching between them to jerk the omega off, both of them gasping as powerful muscles convulse around his knot.

“God, Eddie, that was so fucking hot.” Steve rests his head on Eddie’s shoulder, panting as he steps out of their little roleplay.

“You’re hot,” Eddie says, rubbing his back and kissing his temple. “Fuck, Stevie, you need to wear sexy little shorts more often.”

“You get to see me naked all the time,” Steve retorts, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s throat.

“But the shorts really show off your ass-ets.”

Eddie gives Steve a shit-eating grin, and Steve rolls his eyes. “I can’t believe I agreed to marry you.” Then he pulls Eddie in for another long kiss.

#steddie #omegaverse #alpha eddie munson #omega steve harrington #fanfiction #ficlet #thisty thursday

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the-music-maniac · 4 months

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Zoro has rapidly become my favourite character in One Piece and so I felt the need to write this after seeing one too many people misinterpret him as this alpha male type of dude purely because he's muscular and likes fighting. Don't do my boi like that, I actually think Zoro is a very good example of non toxic masculinity, and I will fight people over it. I've seen someone call Zoro a red flag. I will find you.

I've seen this happen quite often when it comes to characters with certain body types and defining traits, especially in shows with large followings like one piece, where people just tend to equate muscular + likes to fight + likes to drink to a certain archetype of personality without looking at the nuance? In reality, Zoro is a very likeable guy in my opinion (once you get over how terrifying he can be as an opponent).

Disclaimer: I haven't finished the entire show so feel free to write any rebuttals if you think I got anything wrong! Fandom debates can be quite fun.

I also mention Sanzo/Zosan very briefly so feel free to skip over that part if you're not into that ship.

The biggest thing I think people tend to forget is that Zoro is kind. And this one I don't understand how anyone can forget, because it's like an integral part of his character. Sure, his goal of becoming the greatest swordsman is not a path that's without bloodshed. He's not kind in an all encompassing, indiscriminate way, he's kind in a practical way, especially in the world he lives in with the type of life he leads. He doesn't have qualms about killing when necessary. But the motivation behind those actions are never cruel. He wants to be the greatest swordsman, but he's not amassing that skill because he wants power. He's doing it for love of that weapons style and for the childhood dream both Kuina and him had. Does he like fighting? Yeah, but I'm pretty certain it's purely for the competition of skill. And Zoro shows his kindness with how willing he is to help those who need it, in that he usually doesn't use his strength to take what he wants/hurt others but to protect. Even when he was a bounty hunter and earned his moniker of Demon of the East, he was just trying to survive. I'm not sure how people forget that he's a kind person when our initial introduction to Zoro was him agreeing to get tied to a post for a month without food or water to save a little girl and her mother. He's kind in the little ways as well, in that mundane everyday living type of manner, not just in the big, heroic "risk your life" type of way, which I think is important to acknowledge. He didn't have to tell that girl that her food was good. And Zoro is pretty damn good with children - we see that with Chopper, and we see that with that filler episode with Zoro babysitting and - I think there are some more examples but I can't recall them right now. That's a very big green flag in my opinion. The little gestures can matter as much as the big ones. As far as I'm concerned, those traits couldn't be further from the "alpha male" stereotype.

I've also seen people characterize Zoro as just a cool, quiet, man-of-few-words type of guy, and sure, I can see how he would give that impression if all you saw of him was random edits of when he gets serious but honestly, the man is pretty fucking sassy. He's also just - SUCH a 19 year old with all the antics he gets up to with the rest of the crew, and I'm aware he gets much more serious after the timeskip (I haven't gotten to that point yet in terms of watching but I don't care about spoilers so I know the reason behind it), but like. I don't think he lost his snark from some clips I've seen. Zoro is funny, and I think people ignore that too often for the cool guy type of characterization. Not that he isn't cool - Zoro has his moments but that's not all he is. The man gets lost running in a straight line???? He once almost got frozen in wax and decided his priority was to ensure he died in a cool pose. That type of willingness to be silly is not something you find in a stereotypical alpha male type of personality. Like, who are you kidding, he's lame af, unashamed of it, and it's fabulous.

Another thing, granted this is not a common opinion by any means, but on one instance I've seen someone act as if Zoro's some lady killer or some shit and I actually had to pause and stare at my screen in disbelief. Could I see women being attracted to Zoro? Yeah sure, I mean the one example I can think of right now is Hiyori (another example may or may not be me. But then again you knew that didn't you, considering this post is just one giant love letter to Zoro). But does Zoro purposely try to attract women? Uh no? I don't even think the man is straight. He's either aromantic/asexual (very ace of him to not give a shit about romance but leap up in two seconds upon hearing the word "sword") or just gay, cause he exhibits very little interest in romance, or very little indication that he finds women attractive. And I pinpointed attraction to women specifically just cause people tend to assume Zoro is heterosexual and have the audacity to get mad at you if you try to imply otherwise. Which to me is clearly heteronormativity speaking because where. Where is he straight, I don't see it. And sure is there a possibility he may be heterosexual and just unwilling to act on attraction because he has a different goal in life? Yeah sure, but you can't act like that's the only valid interpretation for him. But regardless, no matter what sexuality you headcanon him as, he's still very very far from "manly man with ladies swooning left and right into his muscular arms" type character. I mean if someone swooned into him I'm pretty sure he would catch them on principle without registering any romantic connotations whatsoever. (Note that these opinions do not stop me from being a Sanzo/Zosan shipper, but that's more because I find the concept entertaining. An argument could also be made that Zoro does pay the most attention to Sanji, even if it's to fight him). So yeah, another strike against the whole alpha male type of characterization. Zoro doesn't really give a shit about romance and even if he DID, I am convinced he still wouldn't treat a potential romantic partner as anything but an equal, doesn't matter if that s/o is a man, woman or non binary. And this segways into my next point.

Because Zoro has some very refreshing attitudes about gender, both his own and of other people. This doesn't just tie in with the sexuality/romantic partner thing, it ties into the willingness to be authentic/silly thing, and the "likes to compare skills through fighting" thing. I very much think that Zoro just doesn't really register gender roles much, or he does and he just doesn't care about it. And I'm aware this partially stems from a position of privilege he has as a guy - he doesn't need to care about gender roles and how people view him because he's a man. He wouldn't be short changed for anything if he doesn't notice. While the same luxury is not extended to individuals like Kuina and Tashigi, who were in a field of practice that looks down on them purely for being women. Having said that, Zoro literally just doesn't give a shit who he's dealing with, man, woman or any other gender. If you challenge him, he'll fight you. And the level of effort he gives that fight is usually dependent on ability and the situation. If you annoy him, he'll annoy you back. He has no qualms about snarking and yelling at Nami the same as he would with a male member of the crew. People in the past that have pointed out to him the difference in the way the rest of the world perceives men and women - like with Kuina and Tashigi for example - is met with confusion. And again, this is partially because Zoro has the privilege of not noticing, but honestly even if he did notice, I don't think his personal actions would change. And I find that refreshing. I love Sanji as a character, don't get me wrong, but his whole refuses to fight women schtick is something that annoys me (even if I do headcanon that it partially comes from a place of trauma). And moreover, Zoro gives me the impression of a person that doesn't give a shit if his own masculinity is "compromised", going by the stereotypical definition of the phrase. He does shit cause he feels like it, not cause it's the "manly" thing to do. Yeah, he happens to like drinking, working out - things that are considered traditionally masculine, but I get the sense that if he did have hobbies that were not traditionally masculine, he would just go ahead and do them regardless of what people think of him. His antics pre-timeskip wasn't exactly the epitome of manliness, it was silly and goofy and he has no qualms about it cause it was authentically him. And he wouldn't feel threatened if he were to do anything not in keeping with a "manly" image, even if he wouldn't do any of that of his own volition. Like the babysitting filler episode? The man was in a crop top that said "mama" on the front. I fully believe that if he lost a bet to Nami and had to wear a dress or some other traditionally feminine piece of clothing, or if for some convoluted reason Luffy ordered him to put on a disguise like that for some mission or whatever, Zoro wouldn't give a shit as long as it was comfortable and didn't obstruct his ability to fight. If someone made fun of him for it, he would probably bite back depending on how insulting the person is trying to be, cause not caring about wearing non masculine clothing doesn't mean he would be okay with someone looking down on him, but he wouldn't automatically equate the two to each other without that interference, and that association wouldn't be permanent. Would he choose to wear a dress on his own? Probably not. He does still have clothing preferences and they tend to be simple, practical and comfortable, and with certain clothing pieces, in keeping with his culture. Would he fly into an insecure rage about not being a girl? I don't think so. And that's so far in attitude from the whole alpha male thing that it's not even funny. The whole concept of an identity centered around being an alpha male reeks of insecurity, and Zoro is very secure in who he is as a person.

And this is also why I think Zoro would act differently in a romance than how "alpha males" would act, even if it's with a woman (I still don't think Zoro is straight btw, but just for conjecture). For one he respects people based on ability and if not that, determination and heart, so right off the bat he's not gonna treat his partner as lesser than him by virtue of being a woman. And I've noticed that a lot of heterosexual couples (not all, mind you, but a lot) seem to care more about dating a gender role than dating an actual person. By that, I mean individuals who pride themselves on being a model of masculinity however they define it - usually look for a partner to compliment them in that regard. I find this counterproductive, because your partner is not meant to be a tool/accessory to maintain your image, and also because being the perfect man or woman is too narrow of a definition, and it doesn't exactly leave you a lot of room to live comfortably as a human - with all your fallible moments that don't fit comfortably in little boxes. It's impractical and illogical. If you value maintaining the status quo and assigning responsibilities and roles based on arbitrary rules assigned by society instead of ability, if you care about that more than you care about helping your partner and maintaining a functional life, I don't think y'all are gonna last long. That's just my two cents. But for the reasons listed before, Zoro barely even registers gender roles, and he's a pretty "get shit done" type of person. He's not gonna give a shit. He'll do what he's able to do for the relationship, and he wouldn't feel insecure when his partner does the same, even if it doesn't fit into traditional roles. And considering Zoro's love of sparring/fighting I don't think he would get with a partner that isn't able to give him a run for his money anyways. Another thing that sets him apart from the alpha male stereotype, those guys are terrified of anyone challenging them for their position of "authority", however dubious that position is (and however stupid it is to care about notions of dominance for a relationship. Have y'all seen those interview videos with guys who actually believe that? "I can't date a girl that bench presses more than me cause that means she becomes the dominant figure in the relationship" excuse me what.)

This post is getting overly long so I'm going to end it there. Thanks for reading!

#zoro my beloved #roronoa zoro #one piece #sanzo #zosan #zoro x sanji #but only brief mentions of it #mischaracterization and my annoyance with it

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Do you think you could write an a/b/o for omega Miles babysitting Mayday at HQ, and tsundere alpha Miguel doesn't know how to cope? The way you write these two is just *chef's kiss*

Nonnie i could kiss you for this request i love it so so much. i kinda...went a little nuts with it lmao. first its sappy then it gets sad and it ends very horny. its 2k long ajdfkdj;a. i think im gonna write the sex scene later and post it as a full fic.

There are very few things that can stop Miguel O'Hara in his tracks these days. He's been there, seen it all, got the goddamned spider suit to prove it. Surprising him is nigh impossible and he likes it that way.

For some reason, Miles Morales seems to be at the top of the list of things that can get to him though.

Miles, with his big dark eyes and his sneer and his inability to listen to common sense or reason. The Omega superhero who defies every stereotype about his gender. Who smells absolutely amazing and is stunning in action, lithe body built perfectly for his acrobatics.

Miles, who is currently sitting in HQ's control room with Mayday in his lap, his face bright and smiling as she babbles at him. He's got her little hands in each of his own, lifting them one after the other as she stamps her feet.

"I know!" he says in response to her babbling, attention completely on the little girl. "It's crazy, right? Tell me more about it."

Mayday obliges, her babbling raising in both pitch and tempo like she really is going on a diatribe of some kind. She seems to be enjoying having a captive audience and isn't going to let it go to waste.

It's...well, Miguel really and truly has been stopped in his tracks. It's the first Omegean thing he's ever seen from Miles. Normally he's so contrarian and difficult, not to mention eager to jump into danger and equally as capable of actually handling it. You'd think he was an Alpha the way he behaves, small, lithe form be damned.

Seeing him like this, soft and sweet and smiling, his scent bright and nearly floral, is...doing things to Miguel. Bringing up feelings and urges that he's known were there, but which he'd been successfully keeping under lock and key.

Miles suddenly seems to become aware of Miguel's presence, and he looks up. His smile fades a little but it's a smile all the same, and Miguel's pretty sure Miles hasn't smiled at him since...well, everything. It looks good on him.

"Hey, wasn't sure when you were going to be back. Peter asked me to babysit for him though and I figured hanging out here would be better than taking her home with me. Not sure how I would explain that one to my folks."

The idea of someone mistakenly thinking Mayday is Miles’, that the Omega has a child, has been mated and more, makes Miguel’s nostrils flare. He clamps down ruthlessly on the reaction, knowing that if he doesn’t his interest will undoubtedly be noticeable in his scent.

“Just keep it down,” are the words that come off of Miguel’s tongue. They’re better than Do you want a child? or You’d make a good mother or, even worse, I could give you one of your own, if you want.

Miles’ smile turns into a frown and then an unhappy twist. He clicks his tongue, says, “Whatever, man,” and goes back to Mayday. He’s speaking quietly to her now but Miguel can pick up his own name and big meany and assh- wait I can’t say that to you.

Miguel just heads for his central computers, waking them up and logging into the system to check on how everything is running today. But he can’t help the way he watches Miles’ and Mayday’s reflections on the screen. He can’t pick up many details like this but he can still smell them. Happy, pleased Omega, and the young, innocent scent of a child unpresented. Of babe and mother.

Christ, Miguel is going to hell for this.

It’s been about an hour of Miguel pretending to work but actually getting very little done, when Miles speaks up. “Hey, Miguel, you know stuff about kids, right?”

Miguel’s shoulders hunch and he breathes out slowly. Of course he does. He turns, glaring back at Miles. Mayday has been dragging him around the room with her crawling and right now they’re both hanging upside down from the ceiling, Miles sitting cross legged and her on his shoulders.

“Yes,” Miguel says sharply.

Miles’ mouth twists, but for once it doesn’t seem like it’s directed at Miguel. “Sorry, that was kinda insensitive, huh? I was just curious, ya know, about parenthood and all.”

Another bolt of longing shoots through Miguel. It’s part arousal, part wistfulness for his lost family.

You could start again, part of him says. Children. A mate. It’s not too late for you. He’s right there.

“What do you want to know about it?”

Miles shrugs, which causes Mayday to wobble dangerously and laugh delightedly about it. “Just, is it good? Like, hanging out with Mayday is great, but I can’t imagine having one of my own.”

You don’t have to imagine, Miguel thinks, but says, “It’s different, when they’re yours.”

“How so?”

Miguel sighs and holds out his arms to Mayday. Even though she’s halfway across the room she immediately lets out an excited shriek and climbs her way down a protesting Miles’ body. It takes only a minute before she’s dropping into Miguel’s arms and then crawling all over him.

“Kids are work and energy,” Miguel explains. “When they’re someone else’s, you’re happy to give them back after a certain point. When they’re yours, even when you’re annoyed or upset with them, you still know it’s all worth it. You can’t imagine a life without them.”

“Oh,” says Miles. He watches quietly for a moment as Mayday continues her excited quest to make Miguel look as ridiculous as possible, before he too crawls across the ceiling and drops down. Sadly it’s not into Miguel’s arms like Mayday had.

Gingerly, Miles’ takes the little girl back, and she goes willingly enough. “Sorry if that was like, rude or anything. And don’t kill me for saying this but you sound like you make a really good Alpha, mate wise.”

Miles is halfway across the room again before Miguel can reply, like he really is expecting retaliation. Miguel just shakes his head and pretends to go back to his work.

I am a good Alpha he thinks. I could show you. We could have a whole litter of kids. You’d love it. And then inevitably Miguel’s thoughts turn lascivious. He ends up losing himself to a daydream about exactly how he wants to breed Miles (facing each other, his fangs buried in Miles’ throat, Miles’ flexible, coltish legs wrapped around his hips, heels digging in to coax Miguel into fucking him harder) while watching the Omega’s reflection.

He doesn’t come up for air until Peter makes his appearance. The man gives Miguel a quizzical look but is distracted quickly enough by his daughter. He sticks around long enough that Miguel does actually get some work done, and when his voice finally fades away Miguel figures he’s alone.

That is, until Miles clears his throat directly behind him.

Miguel doesn’t jump, but it’s a near thing. He turns and looks down at the Omega in annoyance, raising one eyebrow in a silent question.

Miles looks shifty, transferring his weight from one foot to the other like he’s thinking about running, but he’s got that mulish jut to his chin and a hard glint in his eyes that Miguel recognizes at the stubborn streak that’s lead them into more fights than he’d like to admit.

Is regularly wanting to throttle a teenage Omega better or worse than wanting to fuck him?

“Spit it out, kid,” Miguel eventually snaps.

Miles juts his chin out even further. “I’m not stupid,” he says, which, well he’s just inviting a scathing retort with that. Miguel’s expression must convey this because Miles rallies and goes on quickly, not giving the Alpha a chance to cut in. “I’m not! I saw how you were looking at me today, with Mayday. And then your scent…you were looking at me through the reflection on the computer screen.”

Miguel stiffens all over because fuck. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he grinds out.

“The hell you don’t! Even Peter smelled it. You’re into me, you smell like you want to jump me.”

There’s one of two ways Miguel can play this; deny it till his dying breath, or agree and pretend it doesn’t matter. His panicked brain picks the latter, because Miles isn’t stupid, and he’s tenacious as hell. He’ll hound Miguel until Miguel gives him an answer the Omega is satisfied with.

“So?” Miguel says.

That makes Miles pause, his eyes flicking back and forth between Miguel’s. He clearly isn’t seeing what he wants to though, brow knitting in confusion. “What do you mean ‘so’? So, you’re horny as hell for me.”

“You’re an Omega and I’m an Alpha,” Miguel explains slowly, like he’s speaking to a child. “It’s biology.” Which of course just ruffles Miles’ feathers and makes him puff up even more.

“That’s bullshit. You’ve never smelled like that before around me,” Miles insists.

Miguel is butting up against almost the exact same decision from before. Does he own up, or does he keep denying it means anything?

With a faint snarl of annoyance at having been put in this situation to begin with, Miguel says, “Most Alphas seeing an unbonded Omega with a young child are going to be affected.” The word horny will absolutely not be crossing his lips. “It sparks an instinct in us.”

Miles narrows his eyes, a faint smirk curling at his mouth. He thinks he’s won. “A breeding instinct,” he accuses.

Miguel turns his gaze skyward, giving a quick prayer to whichever poor saint is watching over him today to give him patience. “Yes, Miles. A breeding instinct.”

“I knew it!”

“Congratulations,” Miguel says dryly, crossing his arms over his chest. “Now will you go away so I can do some work in peace?”

And there’s the chin jut again. Stubborn ass Omega. “I’m not done with you yet.”

The corner of Miguel’s lip twitches of up into an involuntarily snarl. “Well I’m done with you, malcriado. Vete.”

“No. I want to know if this was a one off,” Miles demands. “’Cause like, sure seeing an Omega with a kid might work for you, but my theory is that you’re already into me and it just pushed you over the edge. You’re too uptight to let your scent go wild like that unless you’re like, close to losing it.”

How the hell is this kid so damn perceptive? Clearly Miguel’s going to need to work on his defenses if Miles is reading him like a damn book. He sighs and rubs at the bridge of his nose with two fingers, trying to figure out how to get out of this.

Well, he’s dug this fucking grave. Time to lie in it.

“Fine, Miles,” he says wearily, dropping his hand and making direct eye contact with the Omega. “Yes, I have more than a passing interest in you as a mate. Seeing you with Mayday made me think about having children with you myself. Are we done with this line of questioning now? Are you finally satisfied?”

Miles smiles slowly, then wrinkles his nose. “Having children with me, huh? That’s an incredibly boring way to talk about breeding. Why so family friendly? Just say you wanna fuck me. And no, by the way, I’m not satisfied yet. You gotta make good on all that before I let it drop.”

Silence reigns as Miguel’s brain just churns through the words, understanding them individually but failing to grasp the big picture.

“Not, like, immediately though!” Miles rushes to add, oblivious to Miguel’s plight. “I’m not ready for kids yet, not to mention my parents would kill me. But we could, you know, practice?” He looks stupidly hopeful, staring up at Miguel with that little smile on his lips, rocking forward on the balls of his feet.

“You…want me to breed you,” Miguel says slowly.

Miles snorts and rolls his eyes. “Well, practice breeding me. But yeah, that’s what I just said didn’t I? Get with it, old man, we’re wasting daylight here.”

Miguel’s never been one to follow orders. But how’s an Alpha supposed to resist?

#asks #requests #flowerfang #a/b/o #suggestive #probably more than just suggestive ngl

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blouisparadise · 4 months

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Upon request, today we have a rec list of bottom Louis fics that feature breastfeeding or lactation. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Come Here (And Rescue Me) | General Audiences | 2,139 words

“It’s because of people like you that the world is going to the dogs.” The woman barked with scorn. Her eyes were as dark as her soul and Louis held Apollo closer when he started to whimper, being very in tune with his surroundings. “Breastfeeding in a park? Where do you think you are? We’re not in one of these poorly developed countries where you can act in such a discourteous way and…” “I’m sorry, but could you get lost?”

2) Effervescent Opal, Say My Name | Mature | 3,463 words

Louis has an oversupply of milk after his first pregnancy and Harry wants nothing more than to suck him dry.

3) Stuck On Me, Stuck On You | Not Rated | 8,738 words

It’s not a big deal that Harry and Louis grew up together, and not a big deal that Harry is in love with Louis since he can remember. But it’s a big deal that Louis is pregnant and has no idea who the father is.

4) Could Start A Cult | Explicit | 8,750 words

He lowers down the top that Louis is wearing, successfully unclasping his nursing bra as well, letting Louis’ tits bounce at the sudden movement. Harry massages both breasts to stimulate the milk flow, and he can feel his cock hardening inside his pants.

5) I Don't Want To Close My Eyes (I Don't Want To Miss A Thing) | Explicit | 13,605 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis is married to Liam and pregnant with his child. Liam isn't ready to be a father, but Dr. Harry Styles is more than willing.

6) Three's A Crowd, Four's A Party | Mature | 16,569 words

"Morgan, sweetie, mommy and daddy have something we want to talk to you about." The little girl looks at them confused, having no idea what's about to happen. "First I want to tell you that we love you very much and nothing will ever change that, okay?" "I love you too!" Louis smiles. "What we wanted to talk to you about is that there's going to be some changes around here soon." "Why?" "Because mommy's having a baby."

7) Mob Boss Omega | Mature | 16,786 words

Mafia "any organized group using extortion and other criminal methods" In all definitions, I am in line for the throne. As the son of a mob boss I'm set to inherit everything my father has built up. He's always been set on expanding though and who better to use than his overprotected omega son. That's me in case you're wondering. The crown omega prince of the mob.

8) Baby, Loving You’s The Real Thing | Explicit | 21,011 words

Harry never thought he’d be taking care of a child at the age of twenty-one—well, trying to anyway.

9) Fell For You | Explicit | 26,136 words

A crime investigation fic in which Detective Louis Tomlinson and Detective Harry Styles are tasked to solve a case together where Louis hates Harry Styles or does he?

10) For Your Eyes Only | Not Rated | 26,501 words

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Louis likes to feel beautiful and taken care of. Harry is just the person to help. They figure it out together.

11) Just Forget The World | Explicit | 42,861 words

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Louis is the last person on earth who can get pregnant after the birthrates decreased then completely stopped twenty years before and in search for someone with good genetics and a family tree Harry is chosen to mate with him.

12) I'm Me When I'm With You | Mature | 86,123 words

AU in which Louis finally is able to attend the University he’s been dreaming off: Queens University. But fate works in mysterious ways and it certainly doesn’t care about your dreams nor your plans. No, fate had a whole other future planned for him the moment he met the popular, gorgeous and mighty Alpha named, Harry Styles who accidentally impregnates him after a one nightstand… Accidents happen, but not all accidents are bad.

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onboardsorasora · 6 months

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Another 'idk what this is' post lmao. But my attempt at girl!Dan

Daniel entered the event, ducking her head a little to let her curls— that were more defined and perfect looking— cover her face a little. She was a little uncomfortable, but Blake and the stylist from their new main sponsor said she looked good.

This wasn’t the sort of outfit she normally went for, the flared pants were different to her usual (ripped) skinny jeans, but they cupped her ass and thighs in a very flattering way. The top was definitely nothing she had in her closet, it was slinky and metallic and exposed her entire back— which was a work of art thanks to her years of work and effort.

Christian, the man of the hour, was the first to see her and his eyes widened in surprise was enough to tell her that this deviation from her usual outfits was ‘radical’ indeed.

“Daniel. Wow.” Daniel smiled in embarrassment. She didn't surprise Christian often, in fact she last time she surprised him was in 2014 when she beat Seb. And maybe in 2018 when she signed for Renault. But that was different.

“Happy Birthday Boss!” Daniel grinned, clinging to Geri when she came over to hug her as well. Geri’s hand on her bare back felt odd but not as weird as she anticipated.

“Is this Hugo?” Geri asked, figuring the tiny eyelets that made up her top. Daniel nodded, she was head to toe in the former Alpha Tauri’s new sponsor. All her jewelry to her shoes. Even her underwear– including the nipple pasties.

“Yeah, Kelly the stylist came prepared.” Daniel joked. She knew Yuki was wandering around somewhere, he'd been marginally easier to dress and Daniel had many moments tonight where she wished she hadn't grown out her hair.

“Have you seen Max?” Christian asked, his voice was odd, maybe.

“No, I just walked in actually. Haven't even had a drink yet.”

“Of course, of course.” Christian nodded before encouraging her to chat with the executives around, all the important people invited to Christian’s 50th in Vegas. The race was in a few days, Daniel hoped she could stay the minimum amount of time and go.

She'd spent a little time talking to some new Alpha Tauri– Hugo Boss executives before she wandered to the bar. She leaned forward on her elbows, swiping her loose curls over one shoulder.

“hi, can I get you a drink?” A familiar voice sounded from her right and Daniel tucked her head on her palm and smiled over at her friend and former teammate.

“It's an open bar mate. Does that actually work on women?” She grinned at Max who took a moment to piece her voice with the person he was looking at. If she thought Christian’s surprise was impressive, Max's was almost a religious experience.

“Daniel? Wow– I didn't recognize you.” Max gushed, eyes wide. He was blushing, and Daniel fought hers to continue to tease him.

“So about this open bar, I'd love a tequila.” Daniel grinned at him, she could feel the gloss on her lips when she smiled widely. She hoped her eyes weren't completely hidden by her new lashes.

Max looked... Well she'd never seen him look [at her] like this before. He kept looking her up and down; like he was seeing her for the first time, like he didn't recognize her.

A bartender came over at Max's wave as if they knew that he specifically wasn't to be left waiting. Daniel wondered if her own picture was taped up at the back of the bar but they didn't recognize her with her new look. It didn't matter because Max ordered exactly what she wanted, down to the brand of tequila she preferred and how she liked her glass prepared. She didn't realize he paid this close attention.

Max handed her the drink, his fingers lingering on hers for a beat longer than normal. Daniel smiled at him in thanks, determined not to think too deep into it. It was Max– nothing was happening.

Max smiled his crinkley eyed smile at her as if she'd said something funny– she hadn't. Then led her away from the bar with a hand to the small of her back.

It felt…different than when Geri did it. Geri's fingers mainly did the touching, Max's palm was pressed into her skin, branding her like a tattoo. It's apt because her back was the only place she hadn't yet covered in ink.

Max was talking to her, but she couldn't concentrate on what he was saying. Hyper aware of his skin against hers. It wasn't like it was the first time he's led her around with a proprietary hand, in fact it was pretty normal. But she'd never… she'd never noticed it until now. Not until it was skin against skin. It was harder to hide when there were no clothes to hide behind.

“Daniel, are you paying attention?” Max's voice broke her thoughts and she sipped her drink for something to do.

“Sorry Maxy, got a bit distracted there.” She bit her lip, letting it go quickly at the taste of lipgloss. She truly wasn't used to it. She looked at Max through her new lashes– his gaze was on her lips.

“I, of course, understand.” He murmured, it sounded as if he didn't even realize he was talking. “Daniel I–”

“Ricciardo Daniel, as I live and breathe. Is that you?” George interrupted and Daniel had never before now wished George could disappear so she could hear what Max had been going to say. He had shaken his head as if to clear his thoughts and taken a sip of his gin tonic.

Daniel smiled at George, wildly wondering if she imagined the twitch of Max's hand on her back.

“Russel George! it is I, I am me!” She chuckled and glanced over at Max to see he'd adopted his resting ‘go away’ face. Daniel was starting to feel lightheaded.

Part 2

#very meandering. no clue where i was going with this honestly. i could have stopped it a few paragraphs earlier maybe #maxiel #girl!daniel #max/daniel #rule 63

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macsimagines · 10 months

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Yandere toman [draken, mikey, baji, chifuyu, mitsuya] but everyone bar darling is an alpha.

Please forgive my lack of clarification 😅

(Ok so I'll do this because of all the confusion but next time, please read carefully because I did ask only three and i did ask you to specify multiple times. try to be courteous next time)

TW: ABO, Breeding kinks, Smell kink, Stalking and generally ruuuude behavior.

Alpha!Mikey

Smells like iron and blood. Others hate it but its such a powerful and intimidating scent that others know to back the hell off.

You were Mikey's first. He's a prime alpha and when he smelled you as a child when you first met he knew you were gonna be his it was like an unspoken rule.

Strangers are surprised he's a prime alpha with his baby face but Toman knew there was never gonna be any other way.

You being an Omega was also a no brainer. He'd been preparing you since your children to match his designation, he wasn't going to accept anything less.

Slowly he started to build his pack. It wasn't that he had any biases for the other genders, but he did have preference for alphas. Ruling over a powerful group of apex predators made him feel like a real beast.

Mikey isn't as possessive over you as one would think. Everyone in the pack belongs to him and therefore he groups you all together. He likes it when you smell like the others because he makes the others smell like him. All the scents mingling really pleases him.

Favorite thing to do is to hold you still while one of the other's scents and marks you. He wants you to smell like all of his men and he wants his men to smell like you.

Really likes watching you get drunk off the collective pheromones. Thinks your flushed face as you get high off of it is the biggest turn on.

You're such a good omega, your body knowing that your alphas are all gonna make you feel so good. And that's another big thing, his pack needs to be servicing you and him.

There's so much love to go around you'll never feel the need to leave...

He loves it when you nest and you've got two or three of his alphas there to protect you. Such a good pack looking out for the Omega

Alpha!Draken

Smells like fresh cut grass, so soothing and calming.

Submits to only Mikey. Everyone else can go die, but he does make an exception for you. He likes to let you scent him more than he does Mikey because you're so gentle when you rub against his neck.

Is very perceptive of smells though, the second he gets a whiff of someone not Pack on you he's quick to memorize the scent and wipe it away with his own.

That punk better hope to god Draken never finds him, Toman's Omega needs to smell like Toman and he's got no right to fuck with you.

Knows his place is keeping everyone in line, and keeping you pleased and safe, makes sure they all know that too. If you're feeling scared he's making sure that the Pack alphas have you surrounded and protected.

Makes sure you fulfil your job as well though. The Pack needs their omega ready for them and he's got you presenting and ready for whoever needs you. Makes sure to clean you up but also keep you stuffed.

Mikey likes to know Toman is taking care of it's sweet girl, and Draken is such a good boy he makes sure their leader can see that his Omega is well full of her alphas.

But this boy also takes his rewards too. He gets second dibs after Mikey when your heat hits and your nest is guarded and ran by him. No one gets in without Draken saying its ok and if you haven't earned the privilege then fuck right off.

Yandere!Baji

Somehow smells like a car crash. A huge warning sign about him.

Takes no shit type of Alpha. He very rarely submits voluntarily because he wants to be made to submit. You want to be in charge or on top then prove it to him.

Is constantly scenting you, and has gotten checked by Mikey and Draken multiple times. It's not his fault his scent is so strong right?

Needs his omega often. You're his stress relief and he's such a good alpha that he deserves it right?

You want a knot? He's there to give it. Also gets into trouble for not asking permission to have his way with the omega.

Can't stand other alphas outside of the pack being near you, nearly tore off Pah's arms for holding out his hand to you when you tripped.

Gets into huge trouble for not asking permission to be in your nest. You've bitten him multiple times and Mikey's kicked him across the room for not listening.

Subconciously scents everyone's possessions. Everyone's bikes, their jackets and bags. Everything. He needs people to know who they're dealing with.

At least he's good at warding people off.

Alpha! Chifuyu

Smells like citrus. Lemons and Oranges so fresh and clean.

Suuuuuch a good boi. Always chirping after you, making sure you've got food and blankets for your nest.

Very responsible alpha! Also very good at submitting to the others. Knows his place and sometimes is rewarded with second dibs during your heat. (Mikey is always first)

BUT he is also the residential snitch. Caught you scenting someone else? He's telling the others immediately, doesn't matter if it was your kid cousin thats NOT ok.

Has got a tracker on your phone, and makes sure the other's can see where you're going.

Finds out you're alone and without one of them and makes sure he's there or one of the others knows you're unsupervised.

Goes crying to Baji when you try to give him the cold shoulder for being a good Alpha, then lets Baji talk him into knotting and scent marking you to teach you a lesson in loyalty.

Really like's it when you scent him, and when you don't he eats you out so he can smell like you for the rest of the day.

Really really really like eating you out after everyone else got to have you. Especially licking you clean after Baji. You all taste so good he can't help it!!

Alpha!Mitsuya

Very weird smell of clean linen and paint chemicals, but it works.

Makes a lot of your sweaters and when he doesn't do that he's approving of your wardrobe first before you wear it. He wants to make sure your clothes are comfortable and markable. Certain fabrics retain their smells longer.

Is in charge of your nesting materials and makes sure it gets delivered and scented by all the alphas before giving them to you.

Has on occasion helped build your nest. Mikey and Baji get jealous but Draken actually defends him stating he know what he's doing.

Has the most important job of panty patrol, where he takes whatever undies you've been wearing that day and delivers them out to the other alphas.

Mikey gets first dibs on the one's when you're about to go into heat because those are his favorites.

Feeds you often like a good alpha should, after making dinner for his family and of course you.

Usually takes you to the other alphas because you can't be trusted to not wonder off and they're not reliable about sharing you with each other.

He's got the biggest breeding kink out of all the others though. Seeing you with his sisters makes him want puppies out of you the most...

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere mikey sano #yandere manjiro sano #yandere draken #yandere ken ryuguji #yandere baji keisuke #yandere baji #yandere chifuyu matsuno #yandere chifuyu #yandere mitsuya #yandere mitsuya takashi #omegaverse #tokyo revengers omegaverse

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