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#tw; tampering with contraceptives
terrence-silver · 7 months
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How would Terry react if the reason why beloved doesn’t want kids is not because they don’t necessarily want any but more so of the way he acts. They’re not sure how he would treat any possible children of theirs and just from the way he treats other people and even physically hurting beloved in some cases. They just don’t see Terry stable enough for that type of responsibility.
I think he takes severe insult to it, won't lie.
Not because he isn't aware of his, lets call them, darker proclivities (in fact, he gleefully embraces them, more often than not) but simply because all the lowlives, neglectful, unworthy, incompetent, down and dirty punk nobodies of the world are out here breeding, usually, without a single critique attached to their rights to do so (or a single care in general), but it is only him who gets a whole analysis of his character and all his virtues and flaws shoved in his face before the very opportunity for him to even attempt to form a legacy is discussed as valid. If this is an older Terry, Johnny Lawrence might immediately come to his mind as a bit of a sore spot, surrounded with a brood of children he'll, as Terry sees it, undoubtedly fuck up one way or another, and yet nobody will peep a word about it. In fact, Terry envisions golden boy Lawrence, congratulated by everyone like he just invented sliced wonder bread and yet the guy couldn't even be bothered with his own son's prom night or the fifteen years of his upbringing that came before that. Backyard barbeques with friends, baby showers and celebratory pats on the back following suit. But, Terry? Terry, for all his accomplishments, talents, achievements, successes, wealth, status, strength, worldliness and polish is seen as too unstable to try, even by his own significant other? If that isn't a reason for bombastic levels of ire --- I don't know what is.
Now, this conclusion will reek of classicism on Terry Silver's behalf, yes.
He is convinced he's somewhere high up, in fact, he knows he is, and is as such, privy to special privileges, and that most people are somewhere down there, somewhere beneath him. And yet they're still considered better potential parents!? Seriously!? Bullshit, he calls it. The very fact that beloved sees him, as, lets say, damaged, volatile and, most importantly, from Terry's point of view, too weak for parenting is like a direct slap in the face and serves to question his authority and even his quality. Like they view him as somehow inadequate. Unworthy. Out of control. And Terry might be caught between a desperate, feverish stalemate to prove his devotion by any means necessary (and most importantly, prove them wrong and make them regret those words) and and seek revenge. Namely, to avenge himself. Take control of the situation. Take matters into his own hands. What might proceed from here on out might range into some steep territories involving very dubious consent. Or no consent at all. Pick your poison. Beloved takes him unstable? Okay. Alright. Cute. What one pours into their cup is ultimately what they'll drink.
Words like that aren't for free, though.
Words that beloved imparted towards his ability and even sanity.
He'll show them just how fucking unstable he can be, if they want.
To quote Shakespeare, he's determined to prove a villain.
Replacing their contraceptives for fertility drugs, pinning holes in condoms, lying, scheming, seducing, intimidating, coercing, brainwashing, playing with their perceptions, putting them under house arrest and pretty much holding them hostage once they inevitably do fall pregnant, bribing off private doctors and gynecologists to help along with his machinations in case it ever comes down it, trespassing all boundaries, cumming inside of beloved (trickery abound) and gaslighting them to believe that no, in fact, that's just their imagination doing numbers on them or straight up pinning them down, taking them and telling them what his end goal is, if push comes to shove. That he'll keep fucking them and taking them whenever and however he wants until they pay dearly for what they said to him. They think he acts bad!? They think he's dangerous!? Deadly!? Oh, he's all that and more, in fact. And he tried to be so nice. Really. He did. But if beloved already has this raw perception of him as a person, he might as well embrace it and make all their worst predictions come true, because he feels he's given every reason under the sun for it.
Deep and profound irony is, Terry Silver genuinely might've been more mellow if beloved never said a word about this. But words will cost you and once they're out of your mouth, you can't put them back inside. You can just bear the brunt of the consequences and the fallout they cause.
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konigsblog · 1 month
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stepbrother könig forcefully impregnating his beloved stepsister. 🍼
tw: punishments, stepcest, non-con, tampering with contraception, forceful impregnation & breeding, breeding kink, obsessiveness.
dead dove: do not eat. MDNI 18+
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he had already warned you countless times. könig had warned you to behave, to keep yourself pure for him, and yet you didn't listen, coming home with hickeys on your bare body, your skimpy dress rolling up your tight ass.
he's obsessive and overprotective. he claims that he just wants the best for you, to keep you safe from all danger, although you see past his disturbing lies and decide to rebel against könig's strict rules and expectations. it's your decision and choice to make, and you won't allow him to continue to control you like this.
könig has you pinned down beneath him in his bed. his bedsheets smell just like him as he forces your face into the white sheets, feeling as könig slowly begins easing inside your drooling cunny, your walls tightening around his meaty shaft instinctively. despite your cries and broken sobs for forgiveness, your body reacts, craving and desiring more of the pleasurable sensation könig forces onto your poor drunken body.
könig ploughs into you frustratedly, his grunts strained and laborious. this wasn't something he wanted to do, but he felt it was his duty as your older stepbrother to protect you and to teach you an important lesson on obedience. this was all your own fault; you had no room to squeal out in agony when he had warned you countless times. through the delirious sensation of your warm, slick pussy around his dick, his pace increases as he slams into you even deeper, his hurtful and degrading words leaving you ashamed of yourself.
you were aware of the violent and brutal punishment könig had for you, but not to its full extent. you didn't realise his plan was to knock you up with his offspring so that you were tied to him, so that you would be unable to go out drinking or having sex with random, drunk men at a stupid college frat party. his sickening, perverted idea was to tamper with his condoms and to distract you from taking your birth control. even afterwards, könig doesn't tell you the truth that he had been using faulty protection intentionally in the hope of getting you pregnant. you're under the impression that this was all your own fault for not paying attention to your birth control and that now you were pregnant by your stepbrother because of your forgetfulness.
it's sickening and depraved for him to enjoy the sight of your despair, looking so distraught as you come to the realisation that you're pregnant by him. he'll fuck your little mouth for talking back and complaining; you should be grateful for his potent load, pretty one.
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lizzaneia-elizalde · 7 months
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Request: Knoxx Wyatt (cowboy yandere) reacting to us (his darling) deciding to go back to the city (cause we got better job prospects or something, I don’t know). What would this man do to keep us from leaving? (And I guess this would still technically be early into the “relationship” where we aren’t long term commitment or haven’t truly “defined” the relationship yet). I just wanna see this man become unhinged. See his “yan” side 😉
P.S. Don’t ever feel guilty about your pregnancy/baby stories. I love them (and probably a lot of your fans since we all most likely got breeding/pregnancy kinks…cause this is Tumblr after all…😘)
Yandere! Cowboy x New in town! Teacher! gn! Reader
WHAT IF: Darling goes back to the city?
Thanks for the reassurance anon! I was seriously getting worried LMAO. Now, I think you know where this is going with what would Knoxx do...
TW: Tampered contraceptives, forced breeding.
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"Darlin... What do you mean by that?"
Knoxx gripped the saddle in his hands, his eyes wide as saucers.
You shrugged and gave him your phone which he snatched up immediately.
It was an email in which you're assigned to be a teacher in a prestigious University.
Knoxx felt cold in the stomach. The veins on his arm starting to bulge, blood pumping hastily to his heart as his mind went haywire with the prospect of you--
No, he can't even imagine it.
"But Darlin, yer only been 'ere for months. Not even a year." Knoxx whispered, trying to grit back the wallowing despair in his chest.
"That's what I said! But it's such a good opportunity. With a salary that's definitely much better. No offense."
"N-none taken."
"Besides, I still got two months here!"
Knoxx bit the inside of his cheeks, feeling his molars squish down the flesh, piercing it and letting the blood flow down to his tongue, tasting the metallic flavor before it trickled down to his throat.
Yet, no matter how much he hurts himself, he's not waking from his nightmare.
He wanted to let out a bitter cry but all he could do is laugh deeply. His eyes shaking from the raging emotions that threatened to bubble out.
His mind, heart, and body screamed to hold you down and break your legs, locking you up.
But he didn't.
He let out a trembling sigh and gave a wry smirk.
"Is that so, darlin? Congratulations." He mustered up his best acting skills and bowed with his cowboy hat on his chest.
His smirk widened when he gazed at your body, eyes hungrily drinking in your form.
"How about this, darlin? Let's make the most of those two months. You and me, fucking like animals. Just like you wanted." Knoxx grinned, gulping the blood and giving you such predatory eyes that he knows you love.
You shivered, heat pooling your stomach and lighting up arousal in your body.
"okay. Later night?"
"Oh sure, darlin."
Knoxx pocketed his fist on his jeans, fidgeting with the condoms he had in tow, while his eyes bore into the pin you have on your chest. Specifically, the pointy end.
"See you later."
~~~Two months later~~~
By the time you were supposed to leave the town, you threw up in the toilet bowl, emptying the hearty meal you prepared yourself. The smell of the paprika and pepper singing your sinuses and making you nauseous once more.
Your heart raced.
You loved pepper and paprika chicken.
You loved spicy foods.
Why would it make you sick?
Food poisoning? No. Impossible.
Your legs shook as you stood up, looking at the bedroom and seeing Knoxx's naked back hugging your pillow.
With a frantic search in the bedroom, you spot the used condoms on the floor beside your bed, and your breath hitched, seeing it leak on the tip. It's tampered with. Every. Single. Condom.
Did he also poked holes on the other condoms he used with your previous encounters?
You felt nauseous once more, but this time, due to your disgust and betrayal, mixed with fear.
You wanted to cry, to scream.
But you don't want to risk waking him up.
You need to get out of there.
With a hasty yet careful movement, you dressed up and ran outside, but stopped when you heard growls. Dog growls.
Knoxx herding dogs were circling you, backing you up back to the porch of your house. Eyes hostile yet calm, they herded you back to the frame of the door until you bumped into a hard surface.
You tensed, feeling two strong arms circle around your waist and felt the hands palm your stomach.
"Hmm... Bun in the oven. How delightful."
Knoxx's husky and deep voice sent shivers down your spine as he kissed your neck and slowly swayed you left to right.
"darlin, let's go back to bed. Pregnancy this early is especially dangerous for you."
You wanted to scream and shout, yet Knoxx's ranch was too big for other people to hear.
Was Knoxx's house this far from the town?
Was Knoxx's ranch always this deserted?
You felt something cover your head, making you flinch.
It's his cowboy hat.
Remember, he already staked his claim on you.
You're his.
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dottores · 2 years
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Hi Cat!👋 Here is part two of my Ran drabble, now this isn’t necessarily connected to the first one but it was written with the same idea of Ran just wanting a big family. I'm so glad you enjoyed the first one! 🥰
I HC ages to be 17-18 for reader (who is in their senior year of high school) and 18-19 for Ran, since it spans over about a year.
TW: pregnancy, slight forced pregnancy, contraception tampering, manipulation, controlling behavior, yandere tendencies. (pls add more if I missed anything)
Ran has already decided for you and him what your futures together will be like. He doesn’t necessarily not listen to your opinions; I mean he did graciously agree with your plea to at least wait until you’ve graduated high school to start having kids. He gave you assurance with the sweetest words “of course little lady, I can wait till you’ve graduated school to make you a mommy.” And you can tell that he is almost too excited to get started on those plans because as soon as your senior year started, he asked you for the exact graduation date so that he can prepare for your future family together. I mean he’s finally now only about a year away from starting his own family, he can’t help but be excited and make sure that you two are ready.
But he’s impatient and unbeknownst to you, he made a little change to the original plan he told you. At around the time that you had only about 7 months left of school he decided that now would be the best time to get started on making his family. So, he foregoes condoms and says he’ll start you on birth control, he gave you some bullshit answer he pulled out of thin air about getting your body used to taking his cum when you questioned him on it. And the birth control pills he gets you, of course, they’re just placebos and of course, you don’t know that and he decided that what you don’t know won’t hurt you.
It’s only about a couple of months after this change that you start experiencing pregnancy symptoms and a quick doctor’s visit confirms that you are indeed pregnant. You’re a little out of it at the news but seeing Ran so happy and treating you like a delicate princess makes you less apprehensive about the whole thing. So now during your senior year, you have to deal with the typical pregnancy symptoms and hormone fluctuations but you can’t be too upset since Ran has been nothing but sweet and supportive during the whole thing. He even goes out of his way to bring snacks for you during school hours when you text him about cravings.
Most kids at school already kind of steered clear of you after a couple years back Ran broke some poor boys’ nose and left arm when he tried to confess to you after school. But now that your stomach starts to grow and you even have to forego the school uniform for maternity clothes, the kids refuse to even look at you especially since Ran seems to be just around the corner at all times now. He has to be, he needs to make sure his future wife and baby are safe and taken care of. But even after all of this, you can’t really be mad at him because he technically did keep his word and you weren’t a mommy until after graduation. Your graduation pictures are of you in your cap and gown and a round tummy at about 6 months into your pregnancy. 
I can see this being yandere Ran just because he’s so controlling and manipulative here. I kind of picture that the darling yandere Ran picks to be with is super sweet and demure so he really never has to physically punish his darling, not that he’s not willing to but he really only needs to fix you with an icy tone and even icier stare to get you to behave; at least during the beginning of the relationship before he gets too controlling and possessive. 
I FINALLY GOT THE CHANCE TO READ THIS WHERE I WAS NOT DEALING WITH BULLSHIT KELSEY OH MY GOD PLEASE THIS IS SO 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 goD RAN LIKE THIS DOES SOMETHING TO ME I SWEAR
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konigsblog · 1 month
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I LOVE YOUR CONTENT SO MUCH CAN I PLEASE GET MORE FARMER!KONIG CONTENT🙏🙏🙏
farmer-könig and forced impregnation... 🍼
tw/cw: forced impregnation & breeding, tampering with contraceptives, disloyalty. 18+ MDNI. 🔞
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it's in könig's nature to want so many children. although, the only thing holding him back from having multiple little babies running aroused in the field and the house is you — not wanting to have any children. of course, könig knew this, he respected this... or at least for a little while, before the urge and desire to have many children took over him and he felt himself growing desperate and disloyal to you.
he promised to wear condoms every time, and you didn't expect a single thing, not thinking his constant questions about pregnancy and starting a family would be related at all. könig poked a hole in the condom, so that his potent, hot load could sink inside your gummy pussy, to hopefully get you big and swollen with his babies.
you didn't suspect a thing, on your stomach, your back arched and his meaty dick stretching your slick pussy out, tears rolling down your cheeks from the delirium and pleasure causing your body to shake and tremble. you whined pathetically as you came, walls clamping down around his thick shaft, taking droplets of his cum unknowingly.
although, it didn't take you very long to get suspicious of your stomach staying swollen and growing. he had to console and hold you once revealing the pregnancy test, telling you it must be fate !!!
he'd be such a great father — your kids running around chaotically, helping their daddy. please, maus, keep them for könig. :(
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