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makoodles · 1 year

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your ronal/tonowari works have me rotting at the brain thinking of them and i now have a massive hatred for the masks humans need i like to think if for some reason the reader doesn’t use it - whether they take ronal and tonowari to a the labs they used to live in or some new mask thats significantly less bulky thats lets the couple kiss their newest addition more freely. i think ronal is easy to get addicted to it, her human’s lips are so soft just like the rest of them is and she finds tracing the lines of their teeth to be satisfying - humans lack the sharp fangs that they na’vi have and ronal would be a liar if the physical reminder of how weak you are didn’t excite her

ohohohoho

tonowari is a big teddy bear who's willing to work around your little breathing mask requirement as best he can, but ronal hates that goddamned mask with her entire being

ronal and tonowari are reluctant to allow a human outpost to be built in awa'atlu, but they allow it all the same. it's only when they're brought inside the first time and their little human takes off the mask for the first time in their presence that they realise what this actually means. and damn, if their world isn't rocked by the realisation that they actually have access to your mouth for the first time.

after that, they linger around the outpost all the damn time for the most ridiculously transparent reasons. sometimes they don't even have an excuse; they just sit there, so big in the tiny space as they block the norm and max from going about their business.

they have no shame. as far as they're concerned, this little sky demon outpost has been built in their territory, and that means that they have some authority here. as such, they don't give a fuck if they're causing a scene or disrupting things when they take the opportunity to spend time with you unmasked.

that involves stroking your weird little blunt teeth, your pliant lips, the soft, squishy insides of your mouth. there's something about the lack of sharp teeth that is just thrilling for them.

[nsfw below]

they abuse their new ability to kiss you, like a lot. tonowari loves to pull you into his lap and lay deep, passionate kisses on you as he runs his hands all over your soft, squishy body. if norm and max haven't evacuated the outpost all ready, you can be damn sure they're doing it now.

ronal's kisses are a little sharper; she alternates between soft and sweet little pecks and hot, biting kisses where it feels as though she's trying to eat you alive.

between the two of them, they're more than eager to put your little mouth to work.

ronal's tails swishes with poorly concealed excitement the first time they manage to get you undressed and unmasked, naked on the cheap little bunk that's been set up for you in the back of the prefabricated building. the opportunity for them to lay kisses all over your body and to have those same kisses returned? it nearly sends them wild.

there's something so exciting about the sight of you nestled between ronal's thighs, sucking on her clit as best you can. the sight really gets tonowari going as well; the sight of his two girls pleasuring each other makes him feel as though he could come right there on the spot.

even better is when both you and ronal are both laying between his legs, using your hot wet mouths on him. he'll be panting and groaning the whole time as you and ronal alternate positions.

you can hardly fit his cock in your much smaller mouth, so you make do with suckling on the sensitive head while ronal holds his hips down so that he can't hurt you by accidentally bucking into your mouth. then you and ronal will swap around, and while she takes his cock into her throat properly, you'll be licking insistently at tonowari's poor, swollen balls where they're weighed down by his thighs.

usually, tonowari's stamina is damned impressive, but to have both his girls (that he adores so damn much) suckling at him like that? he'll damn near explode.

neither you or ronal will mind if he comes quickly. in fact, that's the goal, really. because once he's emptied his balls the once, he'll be ready to go again and give you his all.

besides, in the meantime while he's catching his breath for round 2, you and ronal can just entertain each other

#im so thirsty for them goddamn 😭#just take me!!#pxelo #smut #sorta #tonowari x reader x ronal #avatar thirsts

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strangersteddierthings · 1 year

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Porcelain Steve - Part 3

Part One🦇Part Two🦇Part Three🦇Part Four🦇Part Five🦇Part Six🦇Part Seven🦇Part Eight🦇Part Nine

Eddie hasn't moved from his spot on the Harrington's living room floor since El placed Steve back in his hands two hours ago except to switch his weight from side to side, depending on which buttcheek is currently numb. The mass exodus from the Byers-Hopper house to the Harringtons had taken less than 15 minutes and there has not been peace since, hence the remaining-on-the-floorness of it all for Eddie.

People stop by his stop in the living room to talk to Steve, looming over Eddie in their uncertainty. He stopped offering for people to take Steve after the third rejection because Eddie gets it; he's still the most chill about this (except Argyle, but Argyle is currently high, and Eddie is exceptionally sober and perhaps resenting that fact a bit) but he gets it. The situation is fucking freaky and maybe the thought of holding their transformed babysitter slash older brother figure slash hero might be a bit harrowing.

Of course, there's always an exception, so when Max lowers herself to the living room floor next to him, cane set down between them, and says, "Give him here." Eddie obeys, instructing her to hold her hands out so he can place Steve in them upright and facing her. Max's bones had healed alright, but she'd never get her vision back.

"Am I looking at his face?" She asks, gripping him around the waist with two hands like he's a messy hamburger.

Eddie can't actually tell from this angle if she's looking at his face but it's got to be close enough, so he says, "Yeah."

"Hey Steve," Max starts. "Everyone else is too much of a wuss to hold you but don't worry. They'll get over it. Not going to lie to you, though, this is pretty weird, but, like, mostly because I expected your body to be squishy, like a stuffed toy or those babydolls Holly drags around and forces us to take care of when we all hang out at the Wheeler's house. You know, the ones that are like soft with the plastic head, hands, and feet? That's what I expected." She runs one thumb up and down on his torso before tacking on, "ugh, this feels like a polo. Eddie, is he wearing a polo?"

"Yeah. I think he's in the outfit he was wearing when whatever happened happened. The polo was tucked into his jeans but Robin untucked it to check if there were scars on his lil' porcelain tummy."

"Are there?"

"Yeah. Painted on, Robin says. It's pretty accurate."

"Like, chest hair and all?"

"I... don't know? You'll have to ask Robin. She was the one holding him like two inches from her face."

Max's attention goes back to Steve. "I bet your tiny polo looks cute, simply because it's tiny. Only way a polo could be cute, Steve. I still can't believe you dress this way because you like it. And worse, I can't believe you actually pull off the look."

Eddie looks on, amused, as Max rambles from there. Which is an experience. Max isn't quiet by any means, but she's not a talk to fill the silence type, which is what this seems like. The topics are mundane, like how summer school is going, and about her plans to try and teach El how to skateboard using only verbal directions, and debating the pros and cons of trying to convince her mom to let her get a seeing-eye dog. Then, they make a turn Eddie didn't expect.

"I think I'm going to be mostly on babysitting duty instead of active research and rescue. You know, on account of the blindness and all. So, like, I hope you're going be okay just hanging out with me and listening to Kate Bush for hours."

He should not be feeling a twist in his gut of jealousy at the fact Max wants to take Porcelain Steve from him, and yet. "You gonna look after him, Max?"

She shrugs, turns her face towards Eddie, "I figured we'd all take turns babysitting. Might get boring for him otherwise. He'd drop everything to watch us, if this had happened to us. He has done that. We have to do the same for him. Plus, Steve likes to check in on us, don't you Steve? What better way than to give you, like, a day with everyone in rotation."

"Always the savior, never the saved, huh?" Eddie is trying to joke but Max's face twists into a frown and her arms lower for the first time, lower so Steve's little porcelain face stares up at the ceiling.

"No. Not always."

"Oh?"

"I saved him, once. From Billy. It was my fault he was even in danger," Max says, voice sad.

"I doubt it was your fault-"

"It was my brother trying to beat him to death," Max snaps and it shuts Eddie up quick. "And the only reason he was in the house, beating Steve to death, was because I couldn't follow the simple instruction of 'stay away from the window'. Steve could probably have gotten Billy to leave if I had. But I didn't listen, and Billy got in, and then he was threatening Lucas. He'd said 'you're dead, Sinclair' and then Steve had to be super lame but super cool at the same time by saying 'no, you are' and decking Billy in the face with, like, the full force of his body."

"That is a very lame thing to say."

"Right? Anyway, he was winning that fight until Billy cracked him over the head with a plate. Then it just went downhill so fast for Steve, and I was so sure I was about to watch my stepbrother murder someone. I-I don't even know what came over me, really. I'd never stood up to Billy before. I just knew I had to do something. There were these syringes filled with something that put you to sleep and I grabbed it and then I stabbed Billy with one and then threatening him with Steve's nailbat to never touch any of my friends again."

"Holy shit, Red. Metal as hell!"

She gives a small smile at that. "Well, the boys were basically useless so." She gives a shrug that suggests that sentence should have ended with what can you do?

"True. I've seen you girls in action. Scary and deadly."

Max looks down, then, back to Steve. "Alright, Steve. This is enough floor time for me. I'll yack your ears off later."

She holds Steve back out to Eddie, and he returns Steve to the place in his lap. She gathers her cane and pulls herself from the floor, calling out to see where El is, then presumably going off to find her.

"You really do have a tit-for-tat thing going on with these kids, don't ya?" Eddie chuckles, falling back into the quiet.

His mind does go back to Max and her story. Saving Steve from Billy. He's heard that story but never that part. Steve had given him a watered-down version that left out the fact Billy had threatened Lucas, and that Max had come to his rescue. He wonders if Steve even knows that part.

Had they told him? In Steve's version he's getting his ass beat, and then he's coming to in the back of Billy's car with Max at the wheel. It seems out of character for Steve to not take the time to brag about the kids.

Given the events of spring break of last year, and Max's complicated feelings towards Billy, maybe Steve does know the full story and it was left out intentionally. A thing left up to Max to tell or not, to have to relive. She's been better, doesn't bottle up the hard things anymore, even though it's not Eddie she talks to.

It's Steve.

Eddie feels a bit worse about his jealousy earlier. Of course, Max wants to spend time with Steve even if he can't talk back. He's been the stable male figure in her life for years, just like he's been for Dustin.

He looks up, really taking in the people around him. All the people that have gathered because they care about Steve. All the kids, their peers, Joyce, and Hopper, and some guy Eddie's never even heard of before named Murray.

Does Steve even know how much he means to everyone here?

He's going to ask Steve just that but Robin shouts from the dining area at the same time he opens his mouth, so he snaps his jaw shut and focuses in on that.

"Absolutely not! Those assholes dealt with StarCourt by burning it to the ground and that's it! What do you think they'll try and do to Steve!?" Robin's back is to Eddie, so he can't see her face, but he can see Nancy's, who she seems to be yelling at. Nancy looks determined.

"I'm not saying we go asking the shady government for help immediately! I just brought it up as an option for if we hit a dead end, or can't figure this out, or-" Nancy argues back, and Robin cuts her off.

"Shut up! We'll figure it out! We have before."

Nancy's face softens, looks sadder. "I know, Robin. I do. But how long do we try ourselves? How many days, weeks, months, do we just keep trying ourselves while Steve is stuck? We don't even have a starting point for fixing this, the least we can do is plan a time to ask for help."

"Nancy's right," Hopper says, even if he sounds upsetting about admitting it out loud. "We can trust Owens at least. He helped us."

"No, I'm with Freckles there. You cannot trust anyone in the government, Jim. How many times do you need to learn that lesson?" Murray says in a condescending tone (though Eddie hasn't heard any other tone from him, so maybe that's just his voice?).

Eddie finally stands from the floor. This feels like an argument he should join.

#steddie #my fic #platonic stobin #steve & his found family #porcelain steve #leaving it here because the point of the story is not about how they go about solving this #the point is steve and his feelings and everyones feelings about him

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33max · 3 months

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TD; how is Spike settling into his new home? Has Maxy introduced him to all his new friends?

(more about Spike!)

He’s settled in well! He was of course introduced to all of Max’s plushies, but especially Soup and the rest of the dinosaur gang.

He’s so big and squishy that occasionally Max uses him as a pillow when he naps on the sofa. He can hold onto one of the spikes and rest his head on the big soft tummy. Very comfy! ♥️

#answered #f1girluk #Turkey dinosaurs au

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valve3nthusiast · 5 months

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I did actually intend for it to be read as multiple dicks lol ;) glad you caught onto that. Maybe they’re slightly translucent so you can see eggs travel thru while breeding their mate? I also imagine they’re kind of prehensile and soft in the way that they can move to further push inside. Him stuffed full of as many tentacles as possible, taking clutch after clutch with eggs, his protoform and valve expanding and stretching to accommodate?

Sunstreaker bundled up safe and snug in the hive's nest, attendant drones making sure he's comfy as he's constantly mounted and bred full of eggs...

Being empty aches, he's unresisting as the next insecticon climbs on his back and he feels the inquisitive little tendrils probing his slit. His now constantly-dripping valve is spread open, larger tentacles gliding into him effortlessly. The aperture of his tank can't close anymore after laying so many eggs, and the ovipositor is right on target as it starts stuffing Sunny's tank with them, hundreds of squishy little orbs that will spend weeks growing inside him

Finally, the insecticon gets to the best part: making sure the eggs are fertilized with lots of transfluid and ignited by lots of Sunny's overloads. Dozens more tentacles invade his valve, writhing against his walls, as the iris of his tank is stuffed with the tips of as many as physically possible

His first overload hits him hard when he feels the transfluid spraying into his tank, but the insecticon uses the opportunity of his flexing valve to stuff it with even more tendrils. Sunny never gets any time to recover as the tentacles target his internal nodes, firmly pressing into every sensor as his valve is filled to max capacity

The insecticon stays locked on his back for days, the wriggling tendrils in his valve never stopping. When it finally decides the job is done, there's one last step before it can dismount...

A tentacle spends the final few hours filling him with a jelly-like fluid that will harden and plug his hole, keeping the eggs inside him until they've grown large enough to survive without incubation. Poor Sunny can't have anything else in his valve anymore, but there's always an attendant sucking his outer note to make sure the eggs still get energy from Sunny's overloads

When the plug dissolves, the eggs spill out of his loose valve, warm with newly-ignited sparklight <3

#valveplug #mine #bugfucking #tentacle tag #eggs #mechpreg #sunstreaker #ment to get to this earlier but i wasnt in a writing mood yesterday #3nthusiasts inbox

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sunflowersand-bees · 2 years

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the party and bugs

Lucas, Mike and Will all hate spiders. Spiders can go fucking die in a hole. (One time Mike jumped into Will's arms and Will jumped on top of a table where Lucas had already taken refuge and they all just huddled there and waited for Dustin to come back with a shoe.)

But Will likes all other bugs that aren't spiders

Lucas hates cockroaches and spiders, but other than that, he finds bugs pretty cool. (He's afraid of snakes though)

Mike just hates bugs. And he's a huge baby about it too (he just like me fr)

El, Max, and Dustin are all just fine with bugs

Max will kill them if they're inside her house

But El always insists on capturing them and setting them free outside

And when Elumax lives together that just melts Lucas and Max's hearts. Even when it's a spider, and Lucas looks at the thing like it murdered his grandmother, if El insists on taking it outside (which she always does) Lucas and Max let her.

El's favorite bug is a ladybug. She always makes wishes on them and counts their spots and all that fun shit

Dustin's favorite bug is a praying mantis. He says they're "badass" and he's not wrong

One time El found a stick bug and Dustin found a leaf bug and they built a tiny arena and tried to pit them against each other

Max doesn't really have a "favorite bug" persay, but she does like caterpillars. She says it's because they're small and squishy looking, but really it's something about these small, wrinkly, gross creatures going through a ton of shit and coming out of it as a beautiful butterfly and everyone knows why she loves caterpillars but no one says it

Will's favorite bug is a moth. They're very soft and they're attracted to the light, which Mike finds super annoying, especially when the lights are making buzzing noises all night during the summer and they're outside, but Will finds it endearing. Something about them being able to blend in but also having this instinct to find the light (idk where that fondness could've come from /s)

Lucas's favorite bug is an ant. They're so small but they're so strong at the same time. Even though they seem insignificant, they are still capable of amazing things. One time, he admitted this to Max and El, and Max made fun of him for being a sap, but El interjected saying, "I think that is very sweet." and Max immediately cut it out and pressed a kiss to his cheek "It's sweet, sure. But you're still a sap, stalker."

Mike pretty much runs away screaming whenever anyone goes near him with any bug. When they were younger, Lucas, Dustin, and Will used to team up after it rained, each of them grabbing a handful of earthworms and chasing him around with them. Will was usually the first one to call off the chase, but not before he slipped a worm onto Mike's pants or jacket.

The one bug that Mike will bear is a snail, and only because of the shell. He hates slugs, because they're slimy. He only likes snails because the party will sometimes just grab a bunch of snails and lay on their stomachs on the grass or the patio and just race them. Set them down and watch them go.

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jamtoasties3316 · 7 months

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Random team principal ideas:

Toto likes George because he has a nice tight cunt and is eager to please, but he misses how soft and sweet everything about Val was! There is nothing squishy about George it's all wrong!

James Vowles as recent new team principal hearing stories from other principals about using drivers? And he has seen toto use drivers before. And James is lucky with the sweet innocent American omega driving for him!

James as sweet daddy to Logan, putting a diaper on him and taking care of him and logan is unsure af firdt but daddy makes him feel so safe!

Christian teaching Max to deep throat his cock?

One of the team principals having to share a rom with their drivers? And its so tempting eith the Omega so close

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laura1633 · 1 month

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omg imagine max being pregnant with charles baby, with his strong and at the same time soft hips, wearing wight shirts where his little tummy will be visible! and how soft they will be, charles will be obsessed with him even more

Ahhh oh my god anon I am falling in love with pregnant Max's little tummy. He would be so soft and squishy and his chest would be even bigger than normal, I am not sure how Charles would cope!

#anon asks

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bwoahtastic · 8 months

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An idea for the pack finding center:

Logan has aged out of the foster care system and he’s only recently presented so he hasn’t been allowed to go find a pack. But he’s a very energetic and “easy” to deal with omega. And he’s got a green collar so it doesn’t take long before the center offers Nico his file. Nico is a bit apprehensive at taking in another pack member. They have a few very complicated pack members, especially Max with his red collar and they don’t want to disrupt the stable environment they have. But the shy smile and blue eyes sell Nico on him so he books a little test run sleepover. Logan is full of very nervous excitement. He’s got his small backpack clutched to his chest and he’s trying so hard to be on his best behaviour. Nico finds it so endearing and can’t wait to introduce him to the pack. He’s warned everyone to keep it pg, Logan is newly presented and they do not want to scare him off.

Logan has barely entered the pack room before there’s a few squeals of delight. Nico sees all the younger ones perk up immediately at the sight of Logan, but it’s Oscar that jumps up immediately. Oscar can barely make a move towards Logan before Logan tackles him in a hug. Some of the alphas move to help Oscar but they can hear him laughing and calling Logan pet names. Zhou and Yuki quickly approach the pair too to give Logan hugs all while Logan is still firmly planted in Oscar’s lap. Turns out they were all in foster care together at some point. Oscar and Logan knowing each other since they were toddlers.

Nico discreetly makes a call to the center that they’ll be there to pick up Logan’s things first thing in the morning

Oh plss! After Max joins them, Nico is more open to having more members join them through the centres. The centre offers him logan's file saying he is still easy now and they don't want the centre to traumatise him!

Nico isn't sure whether he is ready for another pack member, especially not when her pack is finally peaceful again now max is happily integrated in the pack, bur he decides to meet Logan cos he is so young still and she has been collected lil purry pups to baby anyways lol!

Nico meeting Logan and he is all sweet excitement and curiosity and Nico asks if he wants to come foe a little sleepover instantly!

Nico is so soft for the pup when she goes to pick him up and he is waiting judt outside the centre clutching his little backpack! And maybe Max came along and he is instsntly soft too and gently noses Logan in greeting.

When they enter the pack room it's instantly chaos as Oscar throws himself at Logan, purring like crazy and refusing to let go and Yuki and Zhou join the cuddle pile too! Nico just smiling and taking out her phone to call the centre, because naturally Logan is staying!

(Also Nico also taking in sweet Beta or Omega Val? Just soft and squishy snd everyone's fav pillow sksks)

#asks #pack finding centre

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love-minor-poltergeist · 2 years

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Skinship

Word Count: 938

Warnings: Canon-typical Violence, mentions of Child Abuse/Neglect, and Character Death

A/N: Howdy, all. We interrupt your usual Cuphead course with some Dead by Daylight! I know this a hard tonal shift from usual works, but I promised myself that I'll write more self-indulgent stuff this year. And as someone who struggles with serious motivation issues, this was a triumph in my books!

Thank you for giving my little fic a chance!!

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“Soft” wasn’t a word Max got to use very often. Nor was it one he usually felt.

Softness was reserved for the monochromatic world he saw on his pa’s television. The old-fashioned sitcoms with loving families, pearly white smiles, and the joyous laughter of children. The world where parents held their children tight while he watched from his cell, alone in the dark.

It was reserved for the freshly laundered clothes Ma folded while she sat on the couch, ignoring the occasional rattle of her son’s chains in the other room. Her hands, milk-white with long, stick-thin fingers, always looked so small from his peephole. Easily swallowed up by pa’s shirts like a bunch of snakes wrapped in a blanket. Max had often wondered if it was as comfy as it looked; all wrapped up in clean, warm clothes.

Not that he ever got to know.

Then he finally broke free.

Blood had coated his hands like hot, viscous paint as he trudged home– body heavy yet his heart alight. He silently passed the bodies of slaughtered police officers, hardly sparing them a glance as limped his way home.

Max had found Pa closest to the porch. Mouth agape and eyes blank. Pa’s hair, once a shiny strawberry blonde, was matted with dirt, blood, and broken bits of bone. The sight was enough to bring Max to a brief pause. Then, with a low whuff through his nose, Max turned away.

Calmly, Max limped inside– leaving the crows to caw and peck at what remained of Pa’s head.

He had been happy that he had the home to himself now. That no one was around to hurt him, insult him, or starve him like his family. That he could finally watch the TV in the living room as freely as he wanted. He no longer had to survive off scraps.

He could finally sleep in a bed.

Time went by. The high of freedom fades away like the scent of fresh flowers; gone before he could truly savor it. He’s left behind with a house filled with bad memories. Awful, awful memories that refused to go away.

Anger soon dug and burrowed into the squishy meat of his grey matter, consuming every moment with agony until all he could do was cry and wail. Wail and wail until broken furniture piled up around him.

Even Pa’s old tv wasn’t enough to distract him from years of stolen childhood. The actors behind the screen with their gleaming smiles and pristine skin– were utterly free of the hell he had been forced into since birth.

Max had shattered the screen without a second thought. Glass shards had bit and torn into his hands. He had felt blood– hot and wet– ooze out of the marred flesh of his knuckle; every movement, every twitch of his finger accompanied by a sharp sting.

For a moment, the world was silent.

Then a cry– shrill and high– broke the man from his stupor. A pig’s squeal.

Max snapped.

By the time he had come to, Max was standing over a dead hog and holding a bloodied hammer.

He stared at the pig’s lifeless eyes, brain matter smattered against the ground.

No. Soft isn’t a word befitting of him. Far from it.

You, on the other hand… You were everything he wasn’t.

Smooth, plump, and rounded cheeks that looked as soft as a peach. Eyes befitting of a baby doe, thick lashes and all. And your hands, unblemished and uncalloused, always seemed to remain clean despite the blood and grime of the fog. You reminded him faintly of the lace doilies Ma would occasionally use– delicate and pretty.

Truly, you had no business being anywhere near him.

Yet here Max was– nestled under the sheets of his parent’s old bed (well, a copy of it at least) with you beside him. His hands nervously fist the thick quilts beneath him, pulse skipping a beat as you rest your head against his shoulder.

The pads of your fingers were feather-soft as you absentmindedly drew circles into his stomach. Each brush and stroke was slow and gentle as they quietly explored the twisted flesh beneath; curious yet tentative. All Max could do was lay as still as possible.

He’s highly aware of his heavy, ragged breaths, a side-effect of his birth defects, and how painfully loud they were in the tiny room; of the dirt and grime that always seemed to coat his skin, as he could never wash them off thoroughly by himself; of the strange webbing of flesh between his fingers and toes. By all means, you should be disgusted by him. Not handling him as if he were made of glass–

A sudden brush against the side of his stomach startles him, pulling out a surprised, rumbly noise from his lips as he flinches. You stiffen beside him, lifting your hand as you look up at him with concerned eyes.

“Sorry, hun. Did that hurt?” you ask.

“No. Far from it”, Max wanted to say. It felt... Nice. He didn’t even know he could be ticklish.

Instead, he settles for a garbled, inarticulate noise and a shake of his head. And thankfully, that’s enough for you. A smile settles on your lips.

“Thank god. Lemme know if I ever hurt you, okay? Especially out of trials.”

You resume your idle skinship, nuzzling into his shoulder. All Max could do is stiffly nod and let out a ragged chuff. A blanket of silence envelops the two of you once again.

No. Soft isn’t in his routine. But he’ll fight tooth and nail if it means he gets to keep the one shred of warmth he’s ever had.

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#my writing #dead by daylight #dead by daylight x reader #mentions of child abuse #tw child neglect #max thompson jr #the hillbilly #dbd #dbd hillbilly #Max thompson jr/reader #Hillbilly/reader #gender neutral reader #hurt/comfort #fluff #slashers #slasher fucker

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socially-awkward-skeleton · 11 months

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❤️‍🔥🦅😑🕊️ + Staci x Kit perhaps?

Thank you so much Amanda for giving me the chance to gab about my other Kit ship!!

❤️‍🔥: Who tends to take the lead with showing affection?

That's definitely more of a Staci move, he's just a little love-struck with her and by the time they'd had their first date he started going hard on the soft physical affection and acts of service. He's definitely the soft and squishy one in the relationship whereas Kit struggles opening up like that and it takes her a little longer

🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?

Joey is the one left to sit and watch as these two idiots pine over one another from across the Sheriff's Department office. Mostly she enjoys sitting back and watching their romance unfold because she genuinely didn't think it would actually work between them. She's well aware of Staci's proclivity to short term relationships and so to see him suddenly falling head over heels for this woman who is more a cat than a person is pretty entertaining for her

Joey quietly roots for them, but at the same time also warned Kit about Staci's 2 date max rule before Kit ever agreed to date him.

😑: How easily do they get jealous and how do they handle it?

Kit isn't generally prone to jealousy. She has more important things to worry about.

Staci on the other hand tends to get a bit more riled up, especially since he also has to deal with Jacob sniffing around his girl and he just so happens to be his pack alpha at the same time

🕊️: Give just a general domestic tidbit for em (things they like about each other, routines, habits, and just overall sweet stuff)

Kit loves sleeping in Staci's shirts, once she gets turned and can pick up on his scent she absolutely adores the feeling of being completely wrapped up in his smell

During Kit's first change, Staci stayed by her side the whole time, keeping her calm, making sure she didn't hurt herself. Her being an Alpha made it more dangerous for her and for him as she becomes a larger wolf than he does, but he didn't want her to be alone.

#ship asks #ship: absolute opposites attract absolutely #fc5 werewolf au #kit x staci #oc: kit cross

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Wheel of Writing - Day 11

Pairing: Max Phillips x gn!reader Prompt: “I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep.” Notes: Ew, look at me writing something soft that I’m actually kinda proud of for Max.

The end of everything wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. There wasn’t any pain, or panic. It was just…peaceful. Like this was always meant to be, and your body and mind had accepted that long before you were ever aware. A cosmic inevitability, written in the language of the stars long before you were even a thought in the universe. Maybe it was written into your DNA thousands of years ago, just to prepare you for a point long past when your lifetime should have ended

Max sits beside you, quiet in a way that speaks of contentment and wonder Your hand is still clasped tightly in his, and you think it will be forever, even after your bodies are only dust floating on a solar wind.

He turns to you then, and you know it will be over soon. This is the last sunrise you will see, the last sunrise the universe will see. It bathes him in an orange glow, and suddenly you're back a thousands of years ago the first time you met him.

You hadn't liked him very much then, in fact you might have hated him. Through time you would come to discover the sarcasm and oily wit were covers, smokescreens to hide the squishy parts of him he was scared to show others. He grated on your nerves, everyone's nerves, and you wanted to get out of that job from the moment you met the man that would serve as your boss.

It took months for you to find a redeemable quality in him, but now you love every broken and jagged piece of him right along side the good parts he finally let you see.

He smiles, eyes aglow with the last new light of day, and you hope in whatever universe is born from the cosmic remnants of this one you'll find him again.

"Are you scared?"

Max shakes his head, turning back to the rising sun. "No. I knew we'd get here one day. I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep. Some part of me will go on loving you after we're gone."

You lean to the side, resting your head on his shoulder. So many years stretch behind you, so much laughter and love, tears and heartbreak. You've lost so much over the years, but you've also never had so much as when you sit beside him.

"What do you think will happen?" He shrugs, clearly at peace with things in a way you hadn't thought possible from the fratboy salesman you met all those years ago.

"Who knows? But I'm glad I get to experience it with you by my side."

#WoW #Wheel of Writing #Max Phillips #Max Phillips x gn!reader #Max Phillips x Reader

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