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chaepink · 9 months

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I have a small question! Can we get some time whenever you are up for it, Maybe some more of the Yan!sub boys? c:

pathetic sub!yandere boys ♡ pt. 2

pathetic yet adorable yandere boys that are so obsessed with you that they'll do anything you ask them to do.

wc: 1k+ words | masterlist | part one

dom!reader, previous stalking, unhealthy relationship, pet play, bondage, use of blindfold, mention of strap/cock, mention of choking, mention of marking

note: part two cause part one did so well!

Yandere subs that are so obsessed with you that they'll do anything you ask, sexual or not. Ask them for some homework answers? They'll steal the answer sheet for the week's homework for you from the teacher's desk undetected. You've been craving certain snacks and tell them that? Weird enough, you find a pile of those snacks on your bed the next day with a note that has a heart on it that lets you know exactly who it's from.

But in bed? That's a whole different story. Believe me when I say that they want to feel weak and small underneath you in bed. Choke them, spank them, edge or overstimulate them, and they'll babble out 'thank you's to whatever pleasure you're giving them. Such a good boy that just wants to be obedient for you.

Tell them to sit? They'll sit mere seconds later, looking up at you for your next command. Tell them to make you feel good? They'll make you cum as if their life depends on it. You're gonna have to yank their hair so that they don't overstimulate you, making them whimper at the pain as they look up at you with sad puppy eyes, asking you what they did wrong.

They're so desperate to please you that they'll hack into your phone to search your search/porn history for stuff that you want to do to them but haven't asked yet. It's not like you haven't caught them doing so either.

You like pet play? You find them in your room with nothing but a collar around their neck, a leash that's connected to said collar on the floor in front of you as if its beckoning you to grab it, a pair of cat/bunny/dog ears on their head that looks so real that its as if they're actually connected to his head, and- oh? whats that buzzing? Turns out that they put in a tail vibrator in themself too! what a surprise! How about you call them a good boy and fuck him until he can't think anymore as a reward? Watch as he mewls like a slut when you take out the vibrator before pushing it back in him.

What about bondage? Well you'll find them tied up oh so prettily on your bed with some red rope that compliments their skin so well. They'll already be prepped, of course, not wanting to waste time on it so that you'll fuck them quicker. Maybe they'll even have a blindfold on which will heighten his other senses. So how about you touch him all over so that he begs for you to just fuck him already. Don't listen to him though, just continue teasing him until he's soaked the blindfold with his tears and as his dick leaks out pre-cum, desperately humping the air to seek any friction. what a slut!

Turn them into such a mess that all they can think about is the way your strap/dick is hitting all the right spots in him as they lay there taking it all so well. Make him scream out in pleasure, the sounds filling the room which would surely end with an angry complaint from your neighbors complaining about the noises the following day. But he doesn't 't care, why would they when you're fucking him so well?

They're so horny that they're willing to tease you in public just so you would punish them. With some friends and he tagged along? He'll innocently grab your hand to place it on the bulge in his pants, making you widen your eyes and glare at him before he reaches forward to grab something. This makes his shirt ride up which just barely shows the pair of lace panties he's wearing underneath that are peeking out from his pants. How about you drag him to the bathroom and finger him until he cums, a hand on his mouth to silence his loud moans, hm?

About to leave the house to go somewhere with a friend? He'll say goodbye to you wearing the sluttiest outfit right when you're about to exit the door, his ass practically out and dick bulging against the fabric. You can't resist how good they look so you quickly text your friend that you have to cancel and to meet up another time before shaking off your belongings and rushing towards him with hunger in your eyes. Sure you feel bad for your friend but thats the last thing on your mind, the outfit on your yandere being the only thing that you're thinking about at the moment. The way you're looking at him makes them feel so small as if they're the prey and you're the predator but oh do they love it so much.

You know their antics are just to rile you up but you can't ignore them, not when you want to make them scream your name so bad and make them cry from pleasure. It's not your fault, really.

It's not like they're complaining either. They'll gladly get on all fours and present their lubed up ass to you the moment you tell them to. They'll turn their head back to look at you with eyes that absolutely begs you to ruin them. They're just a mere toy for you to use for your own pleasure after all.

Do whatever to them, they'll take it all like a good boy. Leave marks on him so that he can be reminded of the previous night, filthy thoughts flooding his head as he gets hard again. He'll stare at them in the mirror, heading tilting up to look at the small bruise around his neck from your choking. The red mark on his waist is obvious, reminding him of just how hard you gripped it to fuck him even deeper and faster.

Everything you do just makes them even more obsessed with you but you don't mind. After all, you're just as obsessed with them as they are with you.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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saotoru · 9 months

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puppy love

ʚ puppyboy!leon kennedy x reader

ʚ word count: 2.1k

ʚ content warnings: fem reader. hybrids. no plot. scent kink. heavy dumbification. breeding kink. ruts. panty stealing + sniffing. implied 'virgin' leon. slight degradation (leon is called bad dog). reader wears a skirt. overstim. marking. praise kink. oral (f). crotch sniffing. masturbation (m). cum fucking. mentions of pregnancy. leon speaks in broken sentences.

minors do not interact

the last thing you expected to own was a puppyboy.

it was by pure coincidence that you had stumbled on him. he was a sad sight: huddled and shivering behind the dumpster in the alley next to your apartment. yeah, you didn’t want to own a pet, but could you really leave a stray out in the cold like that? so you took him in—‘leon,’ the name on his collar read—bathed, fed him, and gave him a place to sleep.

you showed him a kindness he's never experienced before; cold rain and hard surfaces are all he’s known his whole life, but you’re different. you’re warm and soft and sweet—everything he imagined the perfect owner to be.

so it’s no surprise how quickly he grew to love you. a lot.

but sometimes, he wishes he wasn’t so obsessed with you.

because it'll be hours before you're home again, away at something called 'work,' before he can hug and lick and kiss you. the thought of waiting that long makes the hairs on the back of his neck prickle.

leon lets out a sad whine for only the empty apartment to hear. he misses you.

some comfort is all he needs right now. he pads over to your room, where your scent is the strongest, and climbs on the bed to bury himself into your pillow. the smell of your shampoo fills his nose as he sniffs all over the fabric before digging his face in it, trying to drown in your scent and pretend it's you. for a moment, it works. he imagines burying his face in your tits like this, imagines you scratching behind his ears and calling him a good boy in that sweet voice of yours. his tail wags at the thought.

but... it's not enough. he grows restless—the pillow isn't warm. it doesn't pet his hair or kiss his forehead or tell him he's a good boy. it's not you.

another frustrated whine. he sits up, tail thumping on the bed, unsure of what to do. he needs more. something that will satiate him for the next few long hours without you. nose hiked in the air, he sniffs around the room before catching a whiff of your scent coming from your closet. and then he sees it: your laundry hamper.

he feels no shame rifling through the dirty clothes nose-first. there's nothing wrong with missing you, with wanting to be comforted, right? it’s innocent enough—him sniffing out whatever article of clothing it is that smells the most like you and pulling it out with his teeth:

a pair of panties.

he carefully tucks them in his mouth and goes back over to your bed, settling down on your side again. he sniffs at it and something stirs in his tummy, but he’s not quite sure what it is. the fabric is thick with that sweet, heady scent, unmistakably yours. this is just what he needed. it smells so good, exactly like you and that spot between your legs.

leon takes another inhale and lets out a low whine, that feeling in his tummy stirring again, but stronger this time. it’s an unfamiliar ache. a dull heat that pools between his legs and leaves him dizzy the further he digs his face into your underwear. he’s not entirely sure why he lolls out his tongue and licks at the fabric, but the taste of you only makes the ache burn hotter. it triggers something; a throb so strong that it nearly makes him yelp.

he looks down at his body, to where it's hot and aching the most—his cock. fully erect, stiff and drooling against his abdomen, tip flushed a bright red. he whimpers sadly at the sight. it’s starting to border on painful but he's not sure what to do about it. he squeezes his eyes shut and tries to think about you.

with an experimental roll of his hips, leon lets his cock brush onto the mattress. he’s completely unprepared for the rush of pleasure it brings, making his body grow taut, back arched and tail stiffening. a shiver runs through him. it feels… good. he does it again, harder, this time letting out an unabashedly loud moan.

soon he's rutting himself on the bed while he slobbers and drools all over your panties. all he can think about is licking you like this, laving his tongue in that spot between your legs. the thought sends another hot pulse straight to his cock and him into a frenzy, hips are a blur as he licks at the crotch of the fabric, moaning over and over and over. he can’t stop. he's so far gone, lost in this new addictive pleasure that he doesn't even hear the click of the front door opening.

you frown. normally leon's greeting you with licks and hugs the moment you step foot through the front door, but your pup is nowhere to be seen today.

the apartment is small, and all it takes is a quick glance for you to see he's not in the living or dining room. the bedroom is the last place to check—and that's where you find your puppyboy sprawled on the bed face-first in a pair of your panties, letting out high-pitched cries as he humps the mattress fervently, too busy chasing his high to notice you're even here.

the sudden touch of your hand to his hair breaks him out of his trance. his dumb pup brain is so muddled with lust it takes him a few seconds to realize it’s you—you’re here, real, stroking his ears and smiling at him, and it's not just his imagination. immediately he pounces on you, wrapping you in a tight hug that knocks you back onto the bed.

his tail wags furiously as he smushes his face into you. "missed you. p-please, need you," he mumbles.

he's never felt this way before. feverish, sensitive to the point that he's uncomfortable in his own skin. consumed by some sort of need, an insatiable heat that gnaws at his chest and threatens to swallow him whole if he doesn't do something about it.

your touch comforts him briefly—the kiss to his sweaty forehead and your hands on his back allow him to relax a little. "my poor baby. puppy just wanted to taste me, hm?" you ask, looking over to your now chewed-up panties crumpled on the far side of the bed.

a low whimper is all he can respond with. part of him feels ashamed for what he did, for accidentally ruining some of your clothing. and maybe if his brain wasn't so dizzy with need right now he'd think about the consequences of his actions and apologize. but instead what comes out is, "please... c-can i?"

your voice is sweet but your words are not. "i dunno, leon. you're a bad dog, ruining my underwear like that."

you practically watch his heart break in those wide, innocent eyes of his. "n-no, please, 'm a good boy, 'm your good boy..." he cries, clutching you tighter. a bad dog? the reprimand hurts worse than any other punishment possibly could.

"then why don't you prove it, baby?" you spread your thighs apart and that's all the direction leon needs.

he wastes no time shoving his face beneath your skirt and bringing himself face-to-face with your still-clothed cunt and inhaling. your pillow, your panties—neither of them even compare to the source, or give him the same rush of pleasure that dragging his tongue up your labia does. he curls your panties to the side with a finger, giving him enough access so that he can slurp at your slick just like he imagined earlier.

he's so eager, so starved of your taste and approval and love that he grows pussydrunk too quickly, practically making more sounds than you, whining and moaning as he all but devours you whole, laving his tongue anywhere he can reach and pressing his face as far in as poassible. that heated ache from between his legs is even worse than before, when he licked at your panties like this, and if he let himself grind his puppycock on the bed right now he'd cum immediately, but he ignores it.

because all he can think about are your words earlier—bad dog. nonono, that's not him; he wants to hear you praise him, hear you moan his name all pretty and tell him he's doing a good job. so he pays attention to your every reaction instead, how you twitch and hum when he flicks his tongue over that sensitive spot on the top. he focuses there, puppylicking your swollen clit over and over and over, even when your thighs clamp tightly his head and threaten to squeeze him away he still doesn't stop, slobbering and sucking at your pussy til you're creaming all over his lips with a sob of his name, because he's desperate to be your good boy again.

that gives him the reaction he wants—the sounds you make are so pretty, his ears perked up to your every breathy moan as you buck your hips into his face and ride out your high, leon licking up every bit of cum that drips down your perineum.

when you squirm from the sensitivity and shove his face away, leon moves back up your body. he rests his chin on your chest and looks up at you with puppydog eyes, his tail wagging in slow, broad strokes. "did i do good?"

it takes you several seconds to reply. you lay there, ruffling his hair and ears mindlessly, still reeling from your orgasm. "y-yeah, puppy did such a good job. good boy, leon."

finally.

he's so happy he can't help but crash his mouth onto yours and kiss you. it's sloppy, a mess of teeth and tongue, but you find yourself meeting him with equal desperation. you let him lick into your mouth, tongue heavy with the taste of yourself as it slips against your own in a heated kiss. that's all he wanted to hear and he's so excited right now he could die.

and his heart nearly stops when you wrap your legs around his hips and murmur, "please, leon." the need in your tone makes his head buzz with adoration. his tip bumps against your labia clumsily and leon lets out a noise from the back of his throat. he's so pent up, basically edging himself all day and leaving his cock swollen and aching so hard that he could probably cum untouched right now.

and the moment he pushes inside you, he does.

he didn't mean to. but you're so wet, soaked from your orgasm and spit and now his spurts of thick cum, that it's impossible for his eyes not to roll to the back of his head. his entire body trembles from the overstimulation but he pushes further and further in, cock still stiff even after cumming, splitting you open until he's buried balls deep and his pelvis rests against yours. the drag of him in and out of you is loud, he's so loud, whining with every slow thrust that fucks his cum deep inside you, the squelch of your creamy pussy milking his cock and making him lose his fucking mind.

it’s not long before he’s fucking you with that same horny puppy pace that he fucked the mattress with earlier, only you feel so much better. better than he could ever imagine—hot and wet and addicting. he can't slow down, thrusts so so sloppy while he fucks himself dumb in your perfect cunt, tongue lolling out and eyes going crossed, poor puppy brain so overstimulated it's all he can do to not cum a second time right now.

"i wan' it," he slurs. it feels like words are impossible to form, his tongue too heavy and thick for his mouth right now. "wanna cum again, inside you."

"yeah? puppy wants to breed me?" you hum.

breed. that word sets him off.

pure instinct. that's what he's driven by as he humps you even faster, rutting his puppycock inside you so desperately, needing nothing more than to knock you up and make you his. "yesyesyes please," he begs. "wanna breed you, wanna litter of pups. please-"

his babbling is cut short by his own choked gasp as your legs wrap around his hips and lock him there, forcing him deep inside and unable to pull out.

"cum for me, leon."

and he's gone, cumming hot, thick ropes, filling you with nothing but him, claiming, marking you in the most primal way possible.

you're his, and no one else's.

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ʚ author's note: if you read this far thank you! this is my first full fic on here. feedback is welcome + vv appreciated :3c

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #puppyboy tag

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blushbunii · 2 months

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Hi👋 I know nobody is gonna see this but i just love the idea of Luke with a ditzy girlfriend so I decided to write it myself. I'm not great at writing but I still wanted to post this somewhere bc I kinda like how it turned out <3 (if anyone does see this plz don't judge, like I said I'm bad at writing)

Ever since he met her he knew the guys at camp would be all over her. She was so innocent and would fall under their spell in a heart beat. Which is why he needed to make sure that he got to her first. He told himself that it was because he wanted to protect her, that the other guys would only use her. But in reality, there was more to it than that and he knew it.

There was something about her that drew him in. Mabey it was the way she got so flustered when she first met him. The way she looked up at him with those pretty blue eyes of hers, her cheeks a bright shade of pink. And the fact she stuttered when he asked for her name, making him smile.

Or mabey it was the way she dressed. She always wore skirts, even if she was at a camp. Shed wear a short white skirt with the classic orange camp half blood shirt. She always has a bow in her hair. Whether it was to hold in her pig tails, or a small pink clip with a bow on it in her long wavy hair.

Whatever it was he knew that he needed her to be his, and Luke always gets what he wants. Only a week into camp, she was all over him. She'd always stayed right by his side during capture the flag, and by the gods if anyone tried to hurt her they'd spend the rest of the day in the infirmary.

Or whenever the camp was doing activities, even something simple as bracelet making, she's always insisting that he help her. Stating that she can't tie it or that she cant find the right beads and needs his help. He knows that it's just stupid excuses so that he could be around her, but who was he to deny his princess?

And when she'd come crying to him because of something random that happened to her he always Comforts her, no matter how small it is. Most of the time it's Clarisse making fun of her because she did something wrong, or one of the boys making sexual jokes towards her. But sometimes it's something as simple as her breaking her favorite blush, or ruining her favorite top. But he still whispers sweet praises and promises in her ear as she cries into his chest. "shh it's okay sweetheart. I know it hurts, but everything is going to be alright" or "I'm here okay, I'll make sure to protect you. No one can ever hurt you when your with me"

And one night when she was sitting in his lap crying, he finally makes a small move. "Do you want me to make you feel better?" He asks, his voice soft, hiding the undertone of lust he felt for her. Even when she's crying she's so pretty. When she nods, his hand starts creeping up her thigh until he reaches the hem of her panties.

When she questions what hes doing he just says something like "I'm helping you feel better. Isn't that what you want?" He asks, smiling at the small whimpers that leave her mouth as he rubs her clit through her pink panties. "See? It feels good doesn't it" he says, rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves faster. Her soft moans and pleas only make him want her more.

And once he makes her cum once he just can't stop. He starts fingering her, most definitely taking her virginity. And when she complains about the pain, he just praises her softly. "I know baby, I know it hurts. You're doing such a good job princess. I promise it'll feel so good, even better than before". And he was right, soon she was moaning and whining while grinding her hips against his hand, only making him go faster. "That's it sweetheart, taking my fingers so well"

And he doesn't stop until she on the verge of tears from the overstimulation. The second she catches her breath he lays her down on the bed, his hands immediately moving to unbutton his jeans to relieve his ranging hard on. "I know your tired baby, I'm only gonna take a minute okay?" He reassures you softly before sliding in, giving you time to adjust.

He knows that it hurts more than his fingers, and when you start crying from the pain he just kisses your cheek gently "hey, It's okay. I know it hurts darling. Just relax and let me take care of you okay? I'll protect you". He gives you extra time before moving in and out of you at a slow pace.

"Shh it's okay princess, it'll feel good soon" he says softly, thrusting a little faster. Soon she's squirming under him, begging to cum again. He fucks her a little faster, getting her closer to the edge. And when she finally does cum he talks her through it. "That's it baby, you look so pretty cumming on my cock. You're such a good girl for me. You're mine now aren't you? Gonna let me fuck you whenever I want?"

He moans out praises before he pulls out and moves to cum on her pretty face. He smiles when her tounge lolls out to lick the cum off of him, but when she comes back to reality she starts complaining about how he ruined her makeup.

He laughs softly at her reaction and cleans off her face with a towel before laying down beside her, pulling her into his arms. "I'm sorry I ruined your makeup, when I leave camp again I'll bring back all the makeup you want" he promises as he runs his fingers through her hair, loving the way she smiles up at him. Eventually after a few minutes of cuddles and praise, she closes her eyes and nuzzles into his chest. "Aww is my princess tired?" He teases softly. "Sleep baby, you deserve it" he kisses your forehead as she falls asleep in his arms. He had her in his grasp, and no one was going to take her away from him.

#luke castellan #luke castellan smut #luke x reader #pjo series #charlie bushnell

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girlsrawesome64 · 20 days

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What domestic hybrids (like a catgirl basically) the Cod men got >:D

Nikto, Krueger, König, Keegan, Ghost (Soap mention)

W: nonsexual petplay vibes (but romantic?: keegs), stuck kept in house=implied less rights/dependency (brief,: keegs), potential nasty-bleedy ankle injury, mentioned cat injuries/actively avoiding bite (niktokrueger), fear of dog bite/implied animal trauma (ghost), reader disliked, crack premise, dubcon if you think too hard about it, potential for suggestive interpretation, (implied head kinda empty) primal reader

Nikto and Krueger - The last pick, a disheveled erratic cat..thing? Sometimes completely chill, sometimes bouncing off the walls or randomly hostile/biting. Pupils always seem to be narrow and tail twitching no matter what. Krueger had his eye on the bunny, buttt.. You don't truly phase Nikto like you should, even when you're hanging off clamped bit on his bicep and he's shaking you off. Or pulling you off by the collar and affectionately carrying you instead as you scramble. Kitty! :3 Krueger however has a harder time adjusting, running around and keeping his ankles up when you leap on the floor to try and grab and bite them. Nikto makes no effort to stop this, shouting encouragement on which artery to aim for. Both of them have got a scar from you. Eventually you're curled up on Niktos chest, held, purring possessively with one narrow eye open at Krueger, who has been wordlessly banned from a 5ft radius.

König - Bunny. It's soothing to keep you on his lap. (I don't know shit about rabbits ; ELP)

Keegan - Distrusting aloof cat. Doesn't really bother you, but lets you come up to him. Wears you down with casual blissful-feeling pets and teasing praise. Until soon your routine is pacing by the door until he comes back. As soon as he opens it he's bombarded by you, and he hugs you up and kisses your face and neck in response. What's wrong, huh? Catches you hissing at other people that get too close to him and he scratches your head, amused.

Ghost (via Soap) - Ghost didn't want one. Soap got an adorable dog hybrid, with big opaque eyes and one spiky ear that still flops halfway sometimes. Developmental/ breeding flaw, they guess. Humans cruel mark. Ghost tries not to look at you. You're scary and weird. When you chomp down whatever you eat your fangs flash out and it's freaky. But you look at him, confused and innocently curious. He always smells weird. So you go to sniff his knee and he immediately bats you off, adjusting away. If it wasn't for Soap you wouldn't be anywhere near here. But he hangs out with Soap, which means hanging out with..you. His repeated instructions to get you to fuck off don't work, so he reluctantly takes Soaps suggestion and gets out a treat, grimacing at the way your eyes light up near his pliable hands before he chucks it across the room for you to chase. Which just makes it worse, you coming back to him, eyes wide and looking up hopefully at him by his knees. Now every time he comes by you have that hopeful look, sitting as politely and still as possible expecting another treat.

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babushkatty · 4 months

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Tranquil SAGAU - Part 4

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-> Part 3

-> Part 5

Crepus, true to your initial assumptions of him being sunshine personified, very enthusiastically invited you over for tea once everything in the caravan was cleaned up, the wounded were attended to and the Knights of Favonius reluctantly went on their way.

And by tea, he meant dinner.

And by dinner, he meant a feast that could easily feed an army.

Truly, the Ragnvindr were rich beyond comprehension. Whatever the heart desired, it was at the table. Northern Apple Stew, Northern Smoked Chicken, Sweet Madame, Flaming Red Bolognese, Barbatos Ratatouille, Calla Lily Seafood Soup, Crem Stew, Cold Cut Platter, Satisfying Salad, Sticky Honey Roast -- all alongside many dishes you knew for a fact weren't in the game at all (there was something ravioli-adjacent, a plate of potatoes with seasonings, some dumplings, small snacks, sweet desserts and you even spied something that looked suspiciously like Meringue and was that Tofu? wasn't Tofu Liyuen?), with Apple Cider, Water, tea and a lot of fancy wine (couldn't do without wine at a winery, after all) to serve as drinks.

You had no idea how you were meant to eat so much, or how to even attempt to taste a little bit of everything without your stomach protesting. Did rich people train themselves into having a bottomless stomach so that they could eat what they were given without offending anyone?

"So, (Name)," Crepus began, fancily sipping at his fancy glass of fancy wine, "How come you and your... Friend, arrived at just the precise time to prevent any serious harm? Surely it wasn't a coincidence?"

He chuckled good-naturely as he twirled his wine in circles.

Look at Crepus, digging into the matter without sounding accusatory or condescending! In fact, he sounded eager. You could almost imagine the wagging tail and perked up ears.

Suddenly, you realized who exactly Kaeya took after in his habit of talking circles around people on a daily basis. Not entirely of course -- where Kaeya was smug and suave, Crepus was a giant fluffy friend that had you wrapped around its' paw, because how could you possibly say no to that face? You wouldn't hide anything from a friend, would you? You wouldn't, it was a friend after all, you were so comfortable around him for a reason, there was no need for suspicion and paranoia around sweet old Crepus!

You heard of people weaponizing stupidity, but weaponizing your gold-lab-like personality? That was a first and you clearly met a master of the craft.

"It's a coincidence. Dvalin took me flying every day for the past week. He sensed something off in the distance, so we went to check it out and, well... Ursa happened."

You shrug and sip at your Apple Cider.

Crepus did not look any less excited than before. If anything, he smiled wider and the imaginary tail you swore you saw picked up in speed -- contrasting greatly with Diluc who just sat in his chair silently, with his eyes burning a hole right through you.

A bit unnerving, but what could you do other than endure? Not like he was doing anything wrong, everyone did a little bit of unsettling staring every once in a while.

And besides, this wasn't the Diluc who would burn an Abyss Mage into unconsciousness just to burn them awake for information, this was a baby. A Diluc that wasn't hardened by the loss of his family, by the betrayal of his adopted brother turned Khaenri'ah spy, by the corruption of the Knights of Favonius he sincerely admired and by Snezhnaya kicking him while he was down. He was wearing his heart on his sleeve and now you got sad thinking about what would have happened had you (and Dvalin... Mostly Dvalin...) not been there to intervene.

Everything was not Daijoubu.

"Then what did you friend mean, when he said you could permamently put down Ursa?"

Crepus sounded so genuinely curious and excited, it was adorable. How was this grown ass man so cute? With that crime against humanity of a beard too? It was utter witchcraft!

For a moment, you considered lying about your situation. You considered outright saying you couldn't tell because of personal reasons. You considered following the role model of all fools, Nie Huaisang, and shaking your head out of the situation, repeatedly saying 'you didn't know, you didn't know, you really didn't know--!'

But then you realized the cat was partly out of the bag anyways (thanks Dvalin, you're as subtle as a brick to the face) and it would be just a waste of effort on your part.

"No idea. He's convinced I'm the All-Mother of Teyvat and the longer I am around, the stronger I'll get. Theoretically, it would mean I could do something about Ursa somewhere down the line, but that's if I'm the All-Mother at all, which I doubt."

(Quietly, you refused to acknowledge the part of you that has long since accepted Teyvat would never hurt you and that you may be the All-Mother. Damn Dvalin and his silver tongue, it's like Venti getting Genshin!Diluc on his side with his song all over again!)

Crepus positively shook in excitement, a grin so bright you really wished for sunglasses this time. It's like this sunshine of a man had made it his personal mission to blind you.

Diluc just looked stunned silly, eyes wide like saucers and mouth slightly open in shock.

You sip at your Apple Cider awkwardly, thanking the Archons that neither Kaeya nor the Dawn Winery staff were around to add more weirdness to this disaster of a dinner.

☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ* ✨ Author Note✨

Look at me, completely ignoring Canon.

Did Crepus have a personality in Canon? Maybe. I didn't read the manga. Do I know what it might be? Nope. I didn't read the manga, so now he's an excited gold lab with a side seasoning of sly fox.

The beauty of fanfiction, reality is whatever the hell I want it to be.

Sometimes you need to just run with half a fact you probably misheard and misinterpreted to make something fun happen, SAGAU needs some fluffy vibes without the damn cult worship.

The people that know what they're doing are writing impostor AUs and cult AUs, so might as well volunteer myself as tribute for this one.

I should probably make a masterlist at some point, shouldn't I? The parts are going to grow really fast considering I keep them all short.

Something to think about.

✨Taglist✨

@game-savvy @chaoticfivesworld @mmeatt

Heeeey, mmeatt's tag works finally! It only took me 3 parts to figure it out!

Also special mention to @chaoticfivesworld who casually dropped some important lore on me in a comment, probably not realizing it would become a plothole in the future because, I repeat, I don't know canon as much as I probably should.

Yolo.

#genshin sagau #sagau x reader #sagau #genshin impact #x reader #genshin x reader #isekai #x gender neutral reader #x gn reader #x gn y/n #self aware genshin

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The Curse of the Cat (With the Exemption of Selina Kyle) Part 2

Ao3, I lost part 1 but that's fine cuz it's in the Ao3 link I didn't edit this. This is unedited and it is late. Have warmup crack chappie.

She had done her research, hunted down all occult practitioners she could find, and after half a year of slaving away and ignoring all other heists-she’d found it.

The cause of half the population gaining cat ears and tails.

The Infinite Realms, Pandora’s Box.

Granted, it was just a guess, but out of the seventy-nine Occultists she’d cornered and interrogated, the phrase “Pandora’s Box” had left the lips of sixty-two of them.

Was she grasping for straws? Perhaps. But no one had any better ideas, and Selina needed to steal her own cat ears and tail! She was Catwoman! She needed them!

Further research into Pandora’s Box had led her to Pandora, which had led her to the concept of Ghosts, which had branched into Paranormal Researchers, which brought her straight to the Drs Fenton, then the Ghost Zone, then she’d brought that back to the Occultists for them to translate it to the Infinite Realms.

Most of them had gone for drinks after reading that the Fenton’s had made a machine that punched a hole through reality and into the Infinite Realms. Others had sat down and started crying.

Something about powerful, almost-gods residing in that dimension. Whatever. That was for Batman or something, and was none of Selina’s business.

She was currently preoccupied with stealing the strange hovercraft and going into the Infinite Realms, going directly against what every single Occultist had tried to tell her not to do.

But she was Catwoman. She would correct this.

Plus, there were recent posts circulating that Catwoman was appropriating Feline culture, or that she was just cringe. That she was a version of Transracial, like Rachel Dolezal.

Those were unforgivable.

She knew for a fact that her not getting those feline appendages was a mistake. An oversight.

A sin.

And she was going to correct it.

~~~~~~

Bernard woke up feeling…odd.

Tim’s tail was wrapped around his waist, and one hand was lazily running down his ear.

“Hey babe, wake up; a new animal appendage epidemic just dropped.”

Bernard opened his eyes and lifted himself up, bewildered.

Tim smiled down at him.

“Borzoi for you, it seems.”

Bernard yanked the blankets to the side and stared in dismay at the lanky, furry tail that moved in time with his own movements.

“What’s wrong babe?” Tim asked, concerned.

“I’m gonna have to wear one of those new tail nets now.” They were so annoying looking! He didn’t want to!

But dog hair in food!

Tim, the jerk, laughed at him.

~~~~~~

Commissioner Gordon glared at everyone as he walked into work, new ears flat and his new tail straight and still.

He thought he’d dodged this fuckery.

He had not.

German Shepherd. He, a Police Commissioner, was a German Shepherd subtype.

It felt like a jab at him. He didn’t like it.

He slammed his office door shut behind him and sat at his desk, only to hiss and readjust when he sat on his new tail.

That done, he sent out texts to see whether or not his friends and family were going to suffer with him.

He prayed he was not the only one.

~~~~~~

Barbara stared at her legs.

They moved and twitched restlessly alongside her tail.

‘ That’s…a whippet tail, no? ’ She thought in shock, still coming to terms that gaining animal ears and tail had just…given her her legs back.

That couldn’t be all there was to it?

Information.

She needed information, and the massive computer she used to gather it was in the other room.

She looked at her wheelchair, waiting for her at the side of her bed.

She looked at her legs, which were still twitching with the urgent need to walk, to run, to get up and move-

She swung her legs off the bed, braced, and for the first time since the Joker took it from her, stood up.

She also immediately fell down, because her leg muscles had deteriorated and she’d need to relearn how to use them, but.

But.

For a half a second, she had definitely been standing on her own.

Walking….walking was no longer an impossibility.

It was just something blocked by physical therapy.

But how did that fit, if she, overnight, had regained the ability to use them at all?

Barbara couldn’t help the laugh that escaped.

She pulled herself to her wheelchair and got in, using the quickest way she had to get to her computers.

First, an appointment with Leslie. Next, research to see if this had happened with any of the Cats.

~~~~~~

Dick woke up to pain in his ear.

He twitched it away from the source of the pain and rolled over-wait.

He…he moved his ear away from the…?

Oh joy of joys, had it finally happened?!

Dick launched himself upright, scaring Haley, who had been chewing on his new ear, and freed himself from the blankets, racing for his bathroom.

He got the the mirror, tail a blur of motion behind him as it wagged with his excitement-oh. Wait. That wasn’t a cat tail?

The wagging slowed down, and Dick took a moment to study it and his new ears.

That…hey! He knew that kind of tail! And those ears!

Haley had them too!

Pitbull! Pittie!

The tail started wagging again and Dick crouched down to play with an excited Haley.

“We have so much in common now! Yes we do! Yes we do!”

Haley was, predictably, ecstatic.

It wasn’t catlike balance or anything, but Dick would take it!

~~~~~~

Leslie Thompkins looked over the MRI results, frowning.

The damage, while there, was heavily diminished. If anything, all Barbara would need was a year or two of physical therapy.

Then she pulled up Barbara’s research, looking over what had been notated in similar cases with those of Feline Affiliation.

In order for the new tail to grow, it appeared that if there was any damage to the spine, it would be circumvented for the new appendage to properly form. The one’s from the Feline study appeared to be doing well, and there hadn’t been any notes of a random relapse into previous damage.

Magic, apparently, made exactly as much sense as it wanted to at any given time.

Leslie’s own new ears, a Border Collie of all things, were still folded back in her own uncertainty. But she had the evidence she needed, right in front of her.

“...I think it’s safe to say that after a year or two of Physical Therapy, you should be walking and running with everyone else. A year after that, and you might be well enough to fling yourself from rooftops like the others.”

Barbara Gordon was sitting on the exam bed, pale and staring down at her feet, which were still twitching. The result of many, many nerves suddenly receiving signals from a connection that had been lost for so long, none of them knew what to do with the information being presented to them.

Hence, twitching.

Leslie estimated it would wear off in a week or two.

“So. I can tell people and not have to worry about it being…a lie?”

“You can tell whoever you want. Do you want to do that before or after we set up your physical therapy?”

~~~~~~

Selina staggered out of the glider thing, having barely escaped from an angry ghost. God. Thing.

There was no one in the basement, thankfully, and she managed to make her way to a mirror and sink that were off to the side, eager to see what feline traits she’d gained. She hadn’t had any time in the Infinite Realms; she’d been too busy running from threats.

But the mirror did not hold any salvation.

Selina stared at herself in the mirror, the fox ears on her head standing prominent and obvious, and not feline at all.

She turned, looking at her tail-that was a fox tail.

Very, very suddenly, Selina was just.

Exhausted.

She was going home, and she was going to sleep for a week.

Then, she was going to steal something shiny.

~~~~~~

Clark took the plate of pancakes from Ma, cheerfully handing them over to Pa.

Jon stole one or two of them, his new tail only betraying him with a single wag.

Clark just chuckled, sitting down next to Lois, and felt something in himself settle.

He finally felt like he was Ma and Pa’s son in a way that wasn’t just adoption.

With the exception of Lois and her Lioness ears and tail, everyone in the kitchen at Great Pyrenees ears and tails.

~~~~~~

Seven planets over, Kon stared at his reflection in his guest room.

“Uh…Okay. I. I guess?”

He definitely hadn’t been a furry when he’d gone to bed. Yet, there he stood, with the ears and tail of a Pyrenees dog.

“...This is probably Lex’s fault, somehow.”

#phanfic #crackfic #its gonna be okay selina u got the feline version of a dog

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a-girl-withouta-face · 1 year

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Helluva Boss Chaz SFW/NSFW Headcanons

(AHHHHHHHHHHHHH OMG I JUST REALIZED IM THE FIRST PERSON ON TUMBLR TO WRITE ABOUT CHAZ)

SFW

He’s very good at flirting , he enjoys flirting with you a lot by calling you lots of pet names like “babe” , “baby” , “hot stuff”,“sweet heart” , “beautiful and stuff like “Pretty girl” just anything flirty in general.

He’s pretty tall so most likely you would be definitely shorter then he is so he would tease you for how small you are compared to he is and he would tease you on how you have to get on the tip of your toes to give him a kiss.

Whenever he kisses you , he likes to lean down most of the time so you can reach him but hes gunna bully you first about how you can’t reach him , sometimes he just picks you up for a kiss.

When he kisses you its not one kiss he does it everywhere on your face , your cheeks , lips , nose, forehead and neck(Followed with a dirty smirk) he loves it.

Loves PDA , likes to show you off to everyone around him talking about how hot and amazing you are , it annoys everyone but he doesn’t really give a fuck.

Would 100% love it if you kiss him all over his face but with lip stick on so he can have a bunch of red kiss marks on his cheeks and forehead , he would never take it off cause he wants everyone to know how he’s with the most “Beautiful girl/boy” in the world or atleast thats what he would say.

He likes to wrap his tail around you sometimes.

He gets jealous pretty easily but he doesn’t admit it or anything.

Hugs and likes lot of attention , he loves when you praise him , make sure you give him a bunch of your attention cause he always say stuff like “Aw man” if your busy with something and brushes it off with a smile and a laugh but he low key just really likes you and misses you easily.

Always in the mood to fuck , no matter where it is , what time or anything he will fuck you if you want him to.

He breaks or sneaks into your house sometimes rather you know or don’t know so you guys can fuc- , I mean hang out and cuddle , well both. He’s either gunna break the window open or just find some other way to let himself in , kind of like a surprise date.

Chaz isn’t very smart , like he can’t spell anything to save his life and he hates reading and so on , so sometimes you need to help him spell stuff , it embarasses him a bit

Kiss his nose , like surprise kiss him on the nose of forehead , hes going to blush like crazy and hes just gunna get so happy and all jumpy.

100% pushed you up against the wall or just tried to seduce you to make you nervous and laughs about it after

“Heyyy beautiful , ya miss me?”He smiles with a shit eatting grin on his face.

“Hah yea right...whatever you say you perv.”I chuckle , drinking soda on the chair.

“Oh...C’mon I know you love it”

“Oh don’t get so cocky.”I shake my head with a smile , I turn to him and then my smile drops as soon as I realized he isn’t wearing anything but his briefs. My face turns red from embarrassment and I look away averting my eyes.

“I.....uhm....”I say , he leans in closer , his mischevious smiling reaching ear to ear as he leaned closer against me , he grabs me by the shoulders making me jump a little in shock then he turns me towards him with my hands on my face...

“Oh Whats wrong baby?”He chuckles at his own words , speaking raspy , his voice sounding quite seductive towards you as your eyes scanned his chest still red. What a flirt , he knows what hes doing.

“Its nothing...”I laugh awkwardly blinking for a second.

“Y’know , if you think I’m hot you can just say so~!”

“O-Oh shut up!!!”

NSFW

Praise him , his dick is where most of his ego comes from so his body count is pretty high so he knows your sweet spots better then you do

Very open sexually , he likes most kinks , he’s willing to put little bite marks on your collar bone , shoulder , waist , thighs , wherever whenever.

He likes putting marks on you.

Hes a perverted bastard so if you ever tell him to slow down hes going to grab your hips and push you down, fucking you on his cock even harder

Sends you nudes while your working or doing random things half the time , likes to remind you every day how long his dick is and how much he wants to fuck every time hes horny.

Again a pervert , he would slap your ass sometimes , stare at your cleavage your body distracts him sometimes.

He can’t take his hands off of you , he’s so horny that he worships every part of your body , likes to tease you and flirt with you while you both fuck and its annoying sometimes so you would sit on his face and have him eat you out , whenever he does that you don’t have to even put your hands in his hair cause he’s already grabbing your thighs tight as hell pulling your thighs closer to him so he can lick all your juices.

He likes to make out , so if you ever come inside of his mouth he’ll shove his tongue inside of your mouth so you both get to french kiss and share your juices

If your inside your parents house he would fuck you inside of your closet and cover your mouth so you dont make much noise , making you bounce up and down , if you make too much noise he would start shoving his tongue inside of your mouth while you both make out and fuck at the same time.

King of foreplay

He likes sextoys , if your a women he’d gladly let you fuck him , he’s mostly a top but he doesn’t mind subbing once in a while.

If you fuck him with a strap on with a dick as long as his or even longer he will be moaning like a slut , he comes so fucking much so put a vibrating cock ring and overstimulate him till hes begging for mercy , hes a cocky bastard so sometimes he says stuff like “Aww cat got your tongue” or something cheeky.

If your a virgin , he tries to be gentle but its hard because of the length of his cock so make sure you tell him if hes hurting you.

Likes blind folds and so on.

Wear something tight or very short , its going to get him in the mood , he cant take his eyes off you already so if you walk around showing a bunch of skin hes going to see it as a sign that you want him to fuck you and hes going to be all over you.

He’s sorta loud when having sex makes noise, makes a bunch of noise but hes not all that sensitive though hes just in the middle.

Likes places kisses all over your thighs and tits

Sometimes he leaves hickeys on your neck or somewhere a bit more noticeable so he can tease you after and show everybody how you belong to only him.

When hes lonely he has a stash of your panties that he steals from your drawings that he does stuff with when your not there.

He goes into his photos and strokes his cock while looking at pictures of you , he jerks off to you way more then you think he does.

he likes to tell you all of the dirty things he wants to do to you.

Sometimes he likes telling about his dirty thoughts like pinning you over a table and fucking you , fingering you in public while nobody knows , fucking you in a dressing room and even fucking in an alley way being exited by the thought of risking someone seeing the both of you.

He likes seeing you struggle sucking his cock , hes very girthy and long so he enjoys seeing you gag and how your desperate eyes are , covered in tears whenever he grabs your hair and pushes you forward to take his entire length especially how he enjoys making you drink every last drop of cum

Jokes a lot and likes teasing you while having sex by making lewd remarks about your body like how your tits go up and down with every thrust , how wet you are and how loudly you moan under him.

Whenever hes in the mood he doesn’t care much wherever you guys are , if hes horny hes gunna tell you with the biggest smile on his face.

#Helluva Boss #helluva boss chaz #helluva boss chaz x reader #chaz thurman #chazwick thurman #helluva boss chazwick thurman #helluva boss chaz thurman #chaz x reader #chazwick x reader #chazwick thurman x reader #chaz thurman x reader #chaz smut #chazwick thurman smut #helluva boss x reader #chazwick thurman fluff #helluva boss chazwick thurman x reader #hazbin hotel x reader

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❝ 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 ❞

╰┈➤ 💜 Clavis seduces Emma in a bunny suit so she can finally pop his cherry.

Clavis Lelouch x Emma • rating: E (MDNI) • tags:Bunny Suits; Bunny Ears; bunny tail; that one Clavis card; Virginity; Virginity Kink; Making Out; Sloppy Makeouts; Dom!Emma; sub!Clavis; Femdom; Neck Kissing; Biting; Groping; Premature Ejaculation; Coming Untouched; Coming In Pants • wordcount: 1,495 • masterlist

"Welcome home, Emma. I've been waiting for you."

The wave of shock that washes over Emma's being brings forth an unmistakable familiar and dangerous warmth that traverses from her cheeks straight down to her nethers. It doesn't leave her time to breathe, to think, yet the words still manage their way out.

"Clavis, what are you wearing?"

Hand still on the doorknob, Emma's eyes are cast down low, at the figure kneeling on the floor. Clavis' tall, slender form is clad in a tight suit, squeezing his flesh in all the right places. Clavis lowers his head as if desperate to rub himself all over her legs, showing the joy of a domesticated animal welcoming his owner home, and in the act, a pair of long faux ears brush past Emma's frame. From the position he's taking on the floor, she can see the star of the outfit - an obscene protrusion on his rear, white and fluffy. A bunny tail.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm your little bunny in heat. I'm beginning you to finally, finally take me."

Emma's blood runs hot, fingers curling inwards until she can feel her own nails dig into the inside of her palm. It emphasizes their positions on the spot. She has claws, and Clavis is soft, pliant, vulnerable, practically begging. She can do whatever she wishes with him.

His methods of seduction are an incitement to riot, as she barely needs stimulus to desire him. Yet Clavis puts on so much effort for her. He moves his body alluringly in a way he's never done for anyone; he gazes at her in a way he's never gazed at anyone. The littlest things about him are enough, all those things he doesn't even suspect are erotic, so how is she to endure the current situation?

"On the bed, Clavis."

The man on his knees smirks as he obediently bows, turning around to comply with her wish. Emma's eyes follow his rump. Of course they do. He gives her so much to look at.

She'll have to give that tail a little squeeze later.

Emma follows him to the bed and climbs up, signaling for Clavis to come closer. He sits on the place between her legs, leaning slightly backward as he props himself up with a hand, chest puffed out. Ready for her next move.

Emma reaches two greedy hands to grasp his waist, and she pulls him in closer, letting his scent engulf her completely. Has he always had such a perfect waist? It's not tiny enough for her hands to properly enwrap it, but rather just enough to desperately try to tighten her hands enough to fit more.

"Kiss me, Clavis. You know how to do this much, right?"

Way better than a virgin does, she refrains from adding, for the sake of her own composure. They've made out before, but never took the next step. The amount of heated kisses they'd shared had been enough to see Clavis become bold and risqué in his need for more, often kissing her breathless. The bulge in his pants has always been alluring but it's never been quite the time or the place. Partly because Clavis has a penchant for being at the wrong time, in the wrong place.

His lips are now planted against her own, and he already begins with his game. No time for lovey-dovey kisses, even if they're to his liking as well. His tongue slips between Emma's parted lips, making his way in, provoking her. It turns her rasped breaths into moans, and she doesn't mind it even this early on. If she's being vocal, he'll start being vocal too. For the time being, she lets him lead the kiss. It's almost like he shows what he wants to be done to him in return, she thinks. Although he's a gentleman through and through. His demonstration simply can't be as true to his desires.

He withdraws, and keeps his mouth open, tongue poking out. Emma doesn't wait for the thin thread of saliva between them to break; as long as he took a breath he should be fine for continuing where they left. It's like they never stopped the kiss that way.

She takes it easy on him when she takes the lead, dragging her tongue on his plump lower lip as if asking for entrance. It humiliates him a little, as if they're still not past this stage, as if he needs that - but strangely it's only lust he feels as a response. He answers properly to the gesture, obediently parting his lips to be penetrated, and Emma slips her tongue in.

"Nngn…"

Emma takes notes of all the little things that push Clavis' buttons; like curving her tongue to caress the underside of his tongue, or withdrawing to scare him with a too-early end of the kiss. She wants to learn more and more about how he wants to be kissed, touched, loved.

"Haah… haha.. You can get more handy than that, Emma."

He needn't say more. Emma's hands move from where they've held Clavis' waist, leaving unmistakable warmth behind as their imprints, and they travel up his back. Emma traverses it with hands alone from one side to the other, measuring him up, taking note of the hard places of him just like the soft ones, following the curves of his shoulders, the dips of the junction between them and his neck. It's an endearing gesture, until she cards her fingers through the short purple hair on the back of his head, upwards, taking both of his sleek black bunny ears in her grasp.

He doesn't feel the tug in the way an actual appendix would, of course, but his groan is sincere, and the action successfully makes him tilt his head back to reveal his slender neck.

Emma leaches on it, her glistening lips wetting his neck as she sinks her teeth into the column of his neck. He's so weak to neck kisses, she can practically feel him get hard where they're pressed body to body.

Leaving only one hand on his head, she lets the other one get playful and travel back down. The moment she's past the leather of his belt, Clavis' body rocks forward, and his rear lifts off the bed. He's on his knees now, between Emma's parted legs, arms snaking around her shoulders for support as she keeps kissing and nibbling at his neck.

With his behind now in full reach, Emma gets bolder, squeezing and groping his rump, the back of his thighs, and finally his fluffy white tail. It makes a little wicked smile bloom on her face. She lacks all of those adorable assets, yet Clavis sees her as his little bunny. She understands now, both the endearment and the lust behind it. Though it's a little scary that they've both become like that - with carnivores and prey it's quite linear. They devour until they're sated. With rabbits, well, Emma knows what people say about rabbits.

Clavis moans now, open and vulgar, and each vocalization of his arousal makes his Adam's apple move where Emma can feel it under her lips. It makes her see hot-white behind her eyelids that fell closed amidst it all. She wants to be locked in that tango forever; to see how Clavis gets worse and worse, until they finally cross that line, to take and take from each other until there's nothing they haven't done to the other.

"Ahh-- Nghh!" Clavis' head trashes, and it makes Emma's sucking at his skin a little difficult as her lips begin to miss their target. She makes him stay in place again, nails biting on the fabric of his suit, pressing him closer to her. His moans become hopeless now, and she feels proud of herself, just a tad curious which part made him like this. Clavis riots in his flesh restraints again, though he can easily remove himself from her grasp with his strength alone. She lets him have his breath, letting go and catching a glimpse of his face that she began to miss.

He's a mess, cheeks flushed red, hair disheveled, and faux ears askew and flopping to the side. Although he pants heavily, he finds it in himself to smirk. It's a rather mischievous one; not the kind to signal achievement of his goal but rather that he's done something forbidden.

"Nnnh…You handled your bunny a little too rough and he creamed his pants."

Eyes widening, Emma feels a fresh wave of arousal wash over her as the words sink in. She's stunned, a little guilty, a little curious… but as her gaze shamelessly shifts to his trousers to see a little wet spot on the front of his still-tented crouch, she's sure she's never seen anything more erotic in her life. She wets her lips to speak up.

"Looks like my little bunny in heat will stay a virgin for a little longer."

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sadtonight · 1 year

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"Smile, my bunny, smile!"

Summary: looks like someone lost a bet and now he has to wear bunny themed clothes and pretend to be a bunny as a punishment!

Characters: Riddle, Vil, Epel, Idia, Lilia;

Warnings: none, reader is gender neutral, just a bit suggestive, implied established romantic relationships;

Side notes: easter has kind of passed but whatever. Bunnies are ALWAYS relevant if you ask me 🐰

Riddle

— it's beyond him how he could even lost that bet. What put Riddle off wasn't the sour taste of defeat, but how thrilled you were at the prospect of him being an "easter bunny". It exuded Ace's mischief, which the boy was unfortunately all too familiar with and which was a harbinger of a disaster;

— and his gut feeling was correct: from Seven-knows-where you handed over the... night wear: white plush pyjamas with middle sized bunny ears and flat tail behind. The shorts barely covered his knees, yet sleeves were so long that even when rolled up, only the tips of his middle fingers were visible. You also gave him few accessories, like a rose red bow, and considered applying make-up, but his natural pink blush that wasn't coming off his face due to his bunnyfication, making him the cutest bunny boy that you have ever layed your eyes on;

— unsurprisingly, Riddle took the whole bunny business very seriously. If he is to be a bunny, even for one day, he's set on acting like one: that's why he learned behaviour patterns and even bunny language beforehand. Poor Ace joked why if he was a rabbit, he wasn't munching on a carrot, earning an hour long lecture about "rabbits" and "making assumptions" until you dragged Riddle away by using embarrassing themed bunny pet names. "My rose I'm in the middle of something- and cease calling me "fluffy ears" already!...*sigh* Alright I'm coming. Ace, I presume you have learnt your lesson, I do hope you won't make same mistake ever again"

— the pocket clock you gave him turned out to be broken!! Initially, Riddle couldn't grasp why would any animal need a clock, broken one for that matter, but know the boy suspects that it's was just a tasteless joke on your part. No wonder he was running late everywhere all day long!

— it wasn't the worst punishment Riddle has ever experienced for losing bets, but he will definitely try his best to never be a bunny again. Being a laughing stock for his dorm wasn't pleasant, and your sudden bursts of affection and photoshoots throughout the day were embarrassing him more than usual. If someone were to ask Riddle, the bunny role was tailored for you better: you circled around him happily, just like bunnies did when they were excited. The thought warmed his heart — he couldn't help but to gently pat your head when you were sitting down on the lounge sofa, admiring the photos you took today. Hmm, you wondered, what was the red haired boy thinking about?

Vil

— ah, to think that Vil would lose such an easy challenge. He really did give it his all, however, it looked like whatever drove you to victory was strong enough to beat the queen himself. It was fair and square, so he had no choice but to face the punishment that you prepared for him;

— whatever the "easter bunny" was, the male prayed it was nothing obscene. If you think he would jump into those skimpy bunny suits and walk around like that, you are dead wrong. Upon listening to your explanation, Vil mentally signed with relief, and to your astonishment agreed to whatever you were going to throw at him;

— he claimed, but when you motioned to the big brown furred bunny's head and the body's suit of the same maner Vil suddenly felt cold breeze on his neck. "My dear potato flower, would you please mind telling me why do you have this...suit? You don't say you have spent money on that, or have you?" his words held certain notes of desperation in them;

— the suit turned out to look quite passable, Vil has seen cuter mascots than this one, but at the very least it didn't look cheap and the fur didn't make him sneeze. One positive thing about this get up was the fact that his face was concealed, so no-one could recognise him unless he spoke. Except for Rook, who threw his arms in surprise upon distinctly hearing Vil's footsteps but meeting tall brown bunny figure instead;

— if bulky head and paws could be worked around with precision and magic, the heat and stuffiness were extremely hard to deal with. At the end of the day, Vil's head was filled with lamentations and grumbling: you clearly wanted him to suffer, since if it hadn't been your intentions, you would have give him plain old bunny ears to wear and be done with it;

— male's body was finally blessed with cool air that enveloped him like a blanket when you unzipped his suit from behind. The whole undressing process was rather "heated", you would joke around, if it wasn't the sharp eyed glare that Vil had, like a dagger pressed to your neck threatening to slide if you voiced the joke out loud;

— however, the "heated" part came from the state in which the man was: hair slicked back to stop it from sticking to his sweaty face, which had pouty expression, and glistering chest rising up and down in a quickened pace. You were having your hopes up by assuming you two would be taking a shower together, yet Vil in a honeyed voice flat out refused your company, as a punishment for his punishment of course.

Epel

— huh?? No way he lost.... and the punishment.... Golly, here Epel was raking up all the manliness he could and now you were telling him to dress and act like a cute bunny. It was so unfair he actually teared up a little;

— but he wasn't going to give up! The most unmanliest thing he could do was to run away, he literally had no choice but to bite the bullet and go through with it. He would show you and everyone else that bunnies and rabbits are not to meek animals and shouldn't be messed around with!!

— shame, so much shame. Scratch everything he was saying before, when he saw what he was supposed to wear for the whole day he wanted to set it on fire. How can he strike fear in anyone while wearing frilly white nightgown and huge frilly hat with a bow and a pair of bunny ears sticking out from the top??

— "Ugh, I can imagine everyone's reaction. I'm doing this only because I've lost to you alright? Next time you will be a cute little animal, not me!". Just like the boy has expected everyone, EVERYONE was laughing and cooing. Vil and Rook gave him stupid smirks all day, his first year friends were rolling on the floor from laughter, other people would point fingers and throw words "cute" and "adorable" at him. He wanted to pick up fights so badly, however, he knew that he could use this situation to his advantage;

— and used it he did. Epel got special treatment from just about everywhere. Discounts in cafeteria and Mystery Shop? Check. People letting him get stuff first? Check. Teacher being more merciful and lax towards him? Pretty much. What Epel had to do was to play coy and move his hands like paws. The power of cuteness is a force to be reckon with. It got to the point where some people offered to carry the boy around in their arms but he had to awkwardly decline;

— currently, you were watching how eagerly lavender haired boy sprung out of the nightgown, while retelling the events that happened to him today. Epel didn't even notice you cutting fresh red apple that you took from the bunch. You brought up the the fruit to his face, surprising the boy, who took the piece from your palm, only to get hit with another wave of elation: the slice was cut just like a rabbit!! It's settled, you were the cutest one today after all!

Idia

— ?! What?? The game definitely glitched, Idia was right at the finish line, but instead the "Player 2 won" announcement popped up. He wasn't going to let that slide, the man literally started to search for any evidence that suggested that it was a glitch and not his defeat. It was his little brother Ortho who denied Idia's proclaims, proving your victory with footages;

—ughhhh, why Ortho couldn't just keep silent for his older brother's sake? Now he had to go through the stupid punishment for losing the stupid bet he-- h-huh?? "A bunny suit"?? Don't tell him you mean "those" bunny suits which beautiful girls wear in anime, manga and cosplay. Idia won't-- he can't-- that's impossible and ridiculous, literally the worst thing he had ever heard in his entire life;

— you had to shake your hands on front of him to stop the flame haired male from going any further. You assured Idia that you had no ill intentions: just the bunny ears and tail. Phew, thankfully his lifestyle made it easier to complete the challenge, else he would cringe and die on the first step out of his room from shame;

— and all of the sudden, Ortho butted in again but this time the robo-boy brought up the fact that Idia had a cosplay of a character who happened to be a bunny. Oh-uh... Great, just great, now Idia had to wear "that" outfit. Admittedly, he himself has forgotten about the impulsive purchase, so now it backfired;

— Idia whined and complained but the white dress with blue elements, a carrot tucked in a pocket, stylish fluffy bunny scarf, white bunny ears and tail, black tights, and two braids with same plastic carrots sticking out of the hair were sitting on him like a glove. You asked him who was the character, and in his usual fashion Idia went on a full blown speech, even unconsciously replicating movements and a catch phrases out of habit. After realising his mistake, the male squealed just like a small wild rabbit, his hair igniting pink;

— Idia fumbled around for a few minutes straight, yet you still couldn't recover from what you have just witnessed. God, he was so adorable yet pathetic simultaneously, you couldn't wrap your head around how a man can be so endearing. You crashed him in the tight hug, promising to take care of the poor bunny, but Idia didn't find the promise to be amusing and instead deeply signed in exhaustion;

— for the rest of the day, both of you just hung out in his room. The only difference being Idia's cosplay, the funny picture of him crouching to grab another chip from the bag on the ground that you took while he wasn't looking. Little did you know, he was going to clear your phone tonight when you would be fast asleep, just after Idia conveniently suggested you to stay for the night.

Lilia

— aww he was so close to winning. Being young certainly has it's fair share of advantages doesn't it. That said, Lilia has been wondering what kind of punishment you got for him. The old fae doubted that you would be able to humiliate or flustered him— it was impossible to faze the person who has been living for centuries already;

— though he sort of predicted that one of the punishments could be connected to dressing in a certain way, what Lilia couldn't anticipate was to be a cute bunny. How delightfully innocent! Despite him supposedly having to act cutesy, you were already as charming as a bunny. Really, the idea sounded so good that the man wanted to include his little family in the picture, but each of them refused for different reasons. What a shame....

— good thing Lilia had his little bat companions that would never refuse him, right? Right. So now it was one big bat wearing oversized black hoodie with two bunny ears sewn on the sides of the hood and round black tail in the back, black slim jeans and black fluffy boots, and a bunch on small bats floating around wearing tiny white bunny ears. Lilia has always possessed a cute appeal but now it was turned up to the maximum!

— truth to be told, the fae had met rabbit beastman and the rabbits before, but couldn't really figure how he ought to act at that moment. First thing first, he forbade himself to fly, opting to run around like the small animal does. Residents of Diasomnia dorm believed they were under some weird spell that day when they saw black flashes dart left and right;

— secondly, all the kisses were transformed into so called "bunny kisses". Whenever you whined that you needed a real kiss and tried to smash your lips together with Lilia's, Lilia would counter this by dodging your advances. "No no, I'm a bunny now remember? And bunnies don't have the same lips like we do. Don't give me that look, of course I love you very much~" he would tease;

— other pranks from Lilia included stealing all vegetables and fruit from fridge, occupying space by spreading the entirety of his body on the surface and making "bunny" noises and scaring poor unknowing Sebek into screaming and Silver, who assumed that some animal was dying somewhere in the building;

— but obviously, most of time Lilia spent with you. It was almost midnight, which meant that you soon would get your good old bat fae back and not his bunny version. So when it has struck 12 on every single clock in the dorm, you finally met Lilia's lips, which were arched in a wide smile.

#twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #epel felmier x reader #idia shroud x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader

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ddarker-dreams · 1 year

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"What do you think about this dress, Scaramouche?"

"No. Absolutely not. Go get changed. Now."

Scaramouche holds out an awaiting hand for the dress to be returned to that you regard with disdain. He’s being entirely unreasonable, and while you should be used to it by now, there’s something about this particular instance that strikes you the wrong way. Maybe it’s the dehumanizing factor of not even being allowed to wear something you like, or maybe it’s because his posture is so arrogant, so assuming that you’ll just give up and comply.

Whatever the reason is, you decide this is a hill you’ll die on. Metaphorically, you hope.

“Can I ask why?” You’re smart enough to use politeness rather than flinging a flurry of insults his way, as is your impulse. “I think it looks good on me.”

He inhales sharply and pinches the bridge of his nose. “It has nothing to do with that.”

“Then what does it have to do with?”

He murmurs something incoherent under his breath. You lean forward, but it’s for naught, you can’t even catch the tail end of his rushed speech. What you do notice is how red the tips of his ears are. And now he’s glaring daggers at you. Great. You didn’t think fashion would be such a sore subject for a callous Harbinger.

“You’re being ridiculous,” you deadpan, unable to pretend otherwise any longer.

Scaramouche bristles. “I know it’s difficult for one as daft as you, but try just once to use your brain and figure it out yourself.”

“Sorry, I’m apparently too out of practice, you’ll need to give me a hint.”

“It just— it shows too much.”

“Kunikuzushi,” you draw out his name slowly, disbelief coloring your tone. “It drops below my knees.”

“Whatever, it’s too tight,” he snaps back at you. You think your jaw might be on the floor. “I can see your collarbones.”

“My... collarbones?”

“What, do you want a lesson in anatomy next?” He deflates a little, perhaps finally catching onto how absurd he’s being. He runs a hand through his bangs and lowers his voice. “Go get changed already. We’ll be late for our reservations.”

Yeah, as if a restaurant is going to have the guts to kick a Harbinger out, you think. Whatever. Perhaps it’s time to scale down from this particular hill. Scaramouche is the most stubborn man you’ve ever met. You two could spend hours bickering over this “issue”. In the end, your desire for food wins out, and you concede.

“It does look good on you though, I suppose.”

Whatever Scaramouche just said come out in such a hushed voice that all you can tell is that he mentioned you.

“Sorry, what was that?”

“I-I said you’re stupid and I can’t stand you.”

“Oh. Well, touché.”

Scaramouche digs his face into his hands to stop himself from groaning.

#yandere scaramouche x reader #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere x reader #interactions #my stuff #answered #Anonymous

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quinnkasih · 1 year

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"Christmast With The Grumpy Cat!"

Christmast Special Chapter

cat!scara x collegestudent!fem!reader

SYNOPSIS

Scara lives with you. He thought that his fur is enough to warm him up from the cold, unfortunately not. He needs your help with warming up!

A/N

This is basically cuddling with scara through the cold 😭 i dont really like my writing here but i hope you enjoy it <3

WARNINGS

Cat scara has feelings for y/n his owner (he is in his cat form just to get your affection <3), very rushed!

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It was cold outside, winter has come by! Your campus is quite busy preparing lots of fun events, for the teachers or students.

These circumstances holds you away from home. Or even when you are at home, it wouldnt be long.

Scara, your cat, doesnt seem to notice this, that you are preparing for christmast. He thinks that you are always not home because you hate him or you are enjoying christmast with someone else and not him.

He has to do something to get your attention.

But he doesnt want to seem desperate and needy..

How?

That is what he is thinking now.

Alone at home, a young male figure is plopped down on your couch. He has this weird cat ears and cat tail. His cat ears were down, as he was deep in his thoughts. A frown was on his face, gazing nowhere.

Suddenly, a groan erupted from the male. His hands were on both sides of his head as like a frustrated manner.

He muttered a few curse words as he straightened his pose.

He always admitted that he doesnt enjoy your presence (of course you wont understand because its just "meow"-s), but, why does he wants you here..?

Thats weird coming from him.

His ego always takes over him and would make him say harsh words at you which he didnt actually mean. (again, it would only be harsh "meow"-s).

Footsteps could be heard from the other side of the apartement door, surprising Scara.

With a "poof", he was back in his cat form.

He would be in his human form when you aren't home.

And yes, he never showed you himself in his human form. Just because he doesnt want to confuse you and make you uncomfortable.

He thinks that, a female and a human cat male? Living together? Many things could go wrong!

But wait.. Why is he thinking dirty stuffs about you and him??!

Despite in his cat form, you could still see the obvious flustered face. His cat ears are risen up and his tail was straightened.

He was very flustered, until he forgot that you were coming home. His thoughts were cutted off with a door creaking sound and a large rectangular box you are holding bumping against the door frame.

"Ahh! This is so stressful!" You complainted.

This piqued his attention. His head turned to look at you who was having trouble with bringing the large rectangular box inside.

He really wanted to help.

But what could a small cat do?

Even if he tried to help, it would only be a trouble-making in your eyes.

The only way he could help, is to turn into his human form and help you lift it.

But of course he couldnt do that.

Eh whatever you managed to bring the box in anyways, its already late for him to help.

...

'Ahh..'

After awhile he realizes that you are making a medium sized artificial tree for christmast.

"Haa finally finish! First time having christmast alone" You dusted off your hands and place it on your hips.

You turned to look at Scara who was staring at you with a small frown. He seems to want you to notice something.

"Okay, maybe with Scara" You cleared your words.

His small frown then turned to his normal cocky expression.

You giggled at his behavior and joined him on the couch.

"I'll just decorate it later, Im tired" You exclaimed as you straightened your back on the couch.

It was really cold outside, really. The cold is already freezing you, then you are tired? You should really get a rest.

You stand up to turn on the heater, you are already wearing your sweaters. Yet, the cold isnt dying down.

After turning the heater on, you headed back to the couch and plopped yourself down on the couch.

You turned on the tv.

...

Its been awhile, yet he hasnt receive any of his usual head strokes and hugs. Tho he would never admit, he was actually waiting for it. Especially these times where it is cold.

He'd be lying if he said that he isnt cold. Even he tried to snuck in the blanket you are using to get warm. And to get your attention.

But why wont you notice??!

Does he really have to snuck his head under the palm of your hand like a desperate and needy cat? Does he have to give small licks on the back of your hand? He would never do that!

'...'

Why arent you noticing this?

Look, he even tried to act cute! Like kneading the blanket, just to get your attention.

Are you that focused on the tv?

Or are you that tired?

'..maybe its best not to bother you now..' He thought.

...

It was midnight, you fell asleep on the couch.

The tv was still turned on, noisy tv shows filling the background as you woke up.

Your hair is messy, the blanket is off your body, the palm of your hands are freezing, as well as your feet.

With a slightly blurry vision, you whipped your head towards the clock to check the time. It was very late, 01.34 am.

(Its basically that feeling and situation where you woke up from a late afternoon nap in the middle of the night)

Feeling some weight on your forearm, your attention turned to it.

There on your forearm Scara hanged with his small kitten hands holding onto your forearm. He was so close to slipping off. His small cat body was shivering from the cold.

You quickly got him off your forearm, carrying his fragile body to your bedroom where it is much more warmer.

Both of you moved to your bedroom, not forgetting your blanket.

Entering your bedroom, you noticed that your bed was still tidy, untouched since the morning where you last clean it. Great, you could just jump to bed comfortably now.

The both of you got in bed as you pulled up the blankets against you two.

Scara shifted comfortably, trying to adapt the new feeling of the surface. Upon doing it so, his eyes slightly opened, seeing you on your side facing him.

The distance between eachother's faces was so close. If he were to be in his human form at this situation, he could just close the gap between eachother's lips by shifting to the front slightly.

His thankful thoughts were cutted by your touch as you pulled him into a warm hug.

You rested your head on the crown of his head, between his cat ears, it felt a little bit ticklish. You did this slowly, not wanting to crush him below you.

You were fast to fall asleep.

Meanwhile Scara who was bellow you, facing your neck, was blushing hard.

He doesnt feel cold anymore, he feels very warm. And happy.

He is happy, very happy.

It was usual for the two of you to sleep together. But never like this, not this close.

He was too happy by now to even fall asleep.

He just hopes that this moment will once happen again someday. And better, in his human form <3

CHRISTMAST SPECIAL TAGLIST (request on the christmast special masterlist's reply section!)

@midoriapologist

"KITTY CAT" TAGLIST

@dee-zbignuts @cr4ftingtable @lxry-chxn @cherricoladrink @scrmgf @ember-is-clueless @butterandbeans @lilias-spouse @crinklypink @nemesis1ofdark @sukunasin @wisteriaflowersss @louise-rosita-leroux @thetwinkims @koi-chairowo @grimreapersscythe @eimuros @kaoyamamegami @meowlumi @crazypriestess @g0re-h0und @ssilentblackyt @blurr3db3rry @blvdmrcnry @toriiee @lycheemouse @valiryyz @nejibot @pheebbbs @lovely-scaramouchie

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stardewstardropthoughts · 1 year

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Hi I love your headcannons <3 what bachelors do you think would have pet play kinks? 😳

Thank you! I’m glad y’all enjoy them!! 💙 Time change got me fucked up yall 😂 I know it’s only an hour but yeesh with a tiny child to get adjusted to it it’s a time lol

Anywayyyyyy smut under the cut babes 💙 as always with these MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLEASEE I DONT WANNA BE THE ONE TO RUIN YOUR EYES 😂, gender neutral reader and I only did the three main ones I thought would be into pet play! Sorry it’s a bit short!

Bachelors with a pet play kink

Sebastian:

The most likely to have a pet play kink

Look at this man and tell me he doesn’t want you to wear cat ears and a collar

Absolutely loves calling you daddies little kitten

High key will have you walking around on all fours around the farm house

Tail butt plug? Tail butt plug

This mans gonna praise the shit out of you though ofcourse

“Being such a good kitten for me baby” “that’s right, take my cock just like that”

Definitely also a pleasure dom

Shane:

Listen, I think this one took a bit of exploring for him to get into but once he tried it out?

He enjoys it quite a bit

Loves having you collard, if your not comfortable wearing an actual collar out in public he 100% gets one of those jewelry pieces for subtle collaring

But in the house? Baby blue leather collar, he has a matching leash

The collar has “property of Shane” engraved on it

“Awe what’s wrong puppy? Someone want to play?”

Loves teasing you

“Just a little bitch in heat arnt you? Slutty puppy”

Will walk you around the farm on the leash

Sam:

He likes to be your puppy

A very obedient pet for you honestly

Loves to be praised so he will do whatever it takes to hear you praise him

“Being such a good boy for me puppy, just like that, sit there and take it”

He’s whimpering in overstimulation but he wouldn’t dare disobey instructions

“Does puppy wanna cum? Then beg”

And god does he beg

#stardew fanfic #stardew valley #stardew farmer #stardew x reader #stardew headcanon #stardew marriage #stardew shane #stardew sam #stardew sebastian #sdv smut #sdv x farmer

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heartscrypt · 8 months

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"Getting into character for Halloween's fine and all. I just don't know why it has to involve me.."

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dropping the halloween oc sr right after the endless halloween event ends LMFAOOO my timing is so bad.

anyways here's yumi shinomiya, my chapter 4 yuu, being forcibly dragged by ears and tail into halloween festivities. rip bozo. shes more distraught about having to wear a costume the entire time than the Hundreds Of Students Who Have Gone Missing. PRIORITIES, GIRL!

click here for more context on yumi!

voice lines under cut!

Summon = Getting into character for Halloween's fine and all. I just don't know why it has to involve me..

Groovy = Do I bite? Mm, don't push your luck. Once I've sunk my teeth into something, I won't let it go that easily.

Set Home = Woof, or, uh, something. Look, I'd put in more effort if I was, like, actually being paid to do this, but I'm not.

Home Idle 1 = Kalim insisted on the costume, and I'm not exactly in a position to refuse anything that's free. Well, it was Kalim who insisted, but Jamil helped me out with the henna-- he seems pretty used to this stuff.

Home Idle 2 = Grimmy said I don't make a good wolf, and I honestly don't care enough to prove him wrong-- hey, what do you mean, "it's because you're more like a cat than a dog" ?!? What do you mean by that?!?

Home Idle 3 = Halloween at Night Raven College is pretty different from my old school. For one, it seems to involve a lot less illegal-- wait, NDAs definitely don't apply when you're in another universe, right?

Home Login = Here's to a Halloween without any police sirens outside my window at 2 in the morning. Ahaha, just messing with you. It was actually 3 in the morning!

Home Idle Groovy = Trick or treat! Do whatever, I honestly don't mind which one I get as long as neither have any razor blades involved.

Home Tap 1 = Back home, I used to bark at creeps all the time, so howling at other students shouldn't feel any different.. but it's so much more humiliating...

Home Tap 2 = Ehh, it could always be worse than an ears and tail. I could be wearing... whatever the heck Octavinelle's wearing, ahaha! Oh man, if I grabbed one end of those unrolled toilet paper rolls they're wearing and pulled hard enough, I bet they'd spin out of their unraveled costumes like a top.

Home Tap 3 = You know, some people fantasize about romancing werewolves. My take on that is that all the fur they'd probably shed would be super unromantic, but nobody else likes to think about that part of the relationship.

Home Tap 4 = Remember to call Tsunotarou-- err, Malleus-- over here for the group photo. He gets sulky and prone to blowing stuff up if he's not included. You know, he's a lot like a poorly-adjusted teenage girl that way... hm? No, I didn't say anything..

Home Tap 5 = Was that your attempt at a jumpscare? Hah. It'll take a lot more than that to phase me. You, however... I could totally make you run screaming for your mommy if I tried.

Home Tap Groovy = You want to know what Halloween was like back in my world? You're gonna regret asking that.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst mc #twisted wonderland mc #twst yuu #twisted wonderland yuu #yumi shinomiya #heartscribbles #heartscreations #shes so funny. why is she like this #i thought itd be funny to make her unphased by everything and then the one thing that throws her off her idgaf mode is. Halloween costumes #anyways she serves. as always

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neteyamyawne · 1 year

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50 Followers Special

How they are when they have a bad day : (male version)

Jake :

Jake doesn't show that he had a bad day, he just comes into the mauri and demands attention, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck until you give up what you're doing and give him your undivided attention, he loves to lay down in your lap kissing it every now and then, his arms wrapped around your hips tightly so you couldn't move, you play with his hair, scrunching up your nose as you remember when his hair were in braids rather than dreads but still you love him just as much and so does he.

Neteyam :

Neteyam tries to hide it but not for very long as you pick up his taletell signs of distress clearly, he wasn't good at hiding it either in the first place, so pulling him into you and making him drop whatever he was doing, sitting him down you start massaging his back and shoulders, working on each and every knot in his back, kissing him on the nape of his neck to relax him further, he leaned back a little looking up at you so you can kiss him and that's what you do, the entire evening goes by with you to taking turns to massage and talking your worries out to each other.

Lo'ak :

Lo'ak is just like his father but more emotional, that part came from neytiri, even if he seem all tough and strong on the outside only you knew the real lo'ak, the soft and caring lo'ak, so when something bothered him , he immediately made a beeline to you for comfort. He sighed lying almost on top of you, hugging you tight and burying his face in your chest as you played with his ears, no one has permission to touch his ears other than you, his tail wrapping around your knee, he drifts to sleep happily while you are trapped beneath him.

Tsu'tey :

He is tough warrior inside and out but the moment he returns home to you, all that he needs is your warm arms around him, you cooing sweet names at him while rubbing his back and scalp, he might be a mighty warrior for the people but in front of you he is just tsu'tey, Your tsu'tey, which no one other than you knows about.

Tonowari :

Tonowari wears his heart on his sleeve around you, telling you exactly how his day went during dinner and is not afraid to tell you about something that bothered him that day, you immediately know how to comfort him, making him his favourite dinner, giving him light kisses all over his face, hugs and touches all the way till you two sleep next to each other but tonight you are little spoon and he couldn't be more happier about it.

Ao'nung :

Ao'nung hates to express any emotions whatsoever, especially if it's being hurt or being tired for him "real males don't cry or be exhausted" and that's quite literally bullshit, so when you see him walking into your mauri with slumped shoulders you know something must have happened and it was fine if he didn't tell you the reason you just wanted him to express whatever he was feeling, bringing him towards your hammock and laying down besides him, you hummed a slow tune your mother used to sing, he relaxed instantly and you urged him to talk, he is quite stubborn but can't say no to you can he? So he caves and tells you what's wrong and you comfort him throughout his monologue. He's just a big baby who needs love and attention then he's just a putty in your hands.

A/n : i thought this was such a cute idea and to thank you all for following me 🥰 it means everything to me that y'all like my writing and cared enough to follow 😭🤧✨ thank you so so much for 50 followers , i love y'all so much 😭😘🤭🫶🏼

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locallixie · 1 year

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Can i request skz reaction to u askin them to buy you a collar with a leash or cat ears pls? If that doesn't make u uncomfy ofc

collar and cat ears ; boyfriend!stray kids' reactions.

🖇—...boyfriend!stray kids' reactions to their s/o asking them to buy cat ears and a collar.

✧.* 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ; mature, suggestive, established relationship, implied friends to lovers, dom!stray kids, sub!reader, boyfriend!stray kids, gn!reader.

✧.* 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; pet names, praise kink, degradation, petplay, toys, general sexual themes.

bang chan—...

He support everything you do, no matter how weird it may be. Okay, maybe not everything, but most things! Not morally or lawfully wrong then he's fine.

But he would be a bit confused when you ask him to buy you a few...interesting items to say the least. Cat ears and a collar with a leash? Is it for you? Are you using them for a costume or anything?

If you came out dressed in those cat keyhole lingerie, wearing the cat ears and the collar that he bought would make him burst. False confidence, he would be blushing and shy all of a sudden when seeing such a sight.

"Meow~!" You taunted him, acting like a cat as you crawled on the floor toward him.

Chan is going to explode, covering his red ears and cheeks. He would actually freak out when you let him hold the leash.

"You...look so cute." He smiled gently, his hand gliding down your spine. He is so shy yet he is still an absoloute tease.

lee know—...

He adore cats, and you're very aware of it. You're sure he would choose cats over most things at every chance given, sometimes even over you—his partner.

Minho is the freakiest and boldest person you know, the guy didn't even bat an eye when you asked him to buy you something a little...mature to say the least. He even went as far as saying “Oh? Would you like me to call you ‘kitten’ too?” with a smirk on his face.

You were way too shy to actual buy it yourself, but you was even shyer to ask your boyfriend for it. But you pulled through, and so here you are in a adult store with Minho. Choose whatever you like, he won’t mind.

You never felt more embarrassed than picking out cat ears and adult toys under the intense stare of your boyfriend. “You’ll look cute with that, it’ll go well with the ears.” He pointed at the butt plug with a furry tail attached at the end.

"I'm not going that far, Minho." You told, hiding your flushed red face away. You wouldn't mind, you two tried worse things than this, this is tamed compare to what you have done.

Your boyfriend smiled, "Don't worry 'bout it, sweetheart. I'm paying, so I'd like to see you go all out." And next thing you know, you're already on your knees meowing to him like a helpless kitty.

Your backside dripping from the plug, your body was overly sensitive under his fingertips. You couldn't speak, so humiliated, he got your legs so weak.

"Oh-ho, cat got your tongue?" He teased, holding the leash in his hand.

changbin—...

Well, that was sudden..? He's a little taken back when you asked him to buy those things. It's not bad, it's just kind of different for you two.

He's not that into weird shit or anything too spicy, vanilla, you might say. Sweet and gentle love making sessions is what he's familiar with. But he's willing to try new things if it's for you.

"Is it too tight?" He's aware of his strength, he don't want to hurt you like how he accidentally did a few times in bed before.

Even though he isn't used to this, but the effects of yours still work on him. Your cat ears is fluffy and soft, the little bells ringing as you shook your head innocently.

He held the leash in his hand, feeling the faux leather that wrapped around your pretty neck. A side telling him to hold back, the other telling him to let loose.

hyunjin—...

He's judging your taste in things, he's not fucking a cat he's freaky but not at the same time. Ready to take risk, but staying safe is also okay.

But he's an artist, he know he should be versatile and open-minded. And he is, therefore he agreed to buy you those cat ears and that leash. It doesn't hurt to try something new in bed, he wants you to have fun too.

Hearing the bells rings every single thrust he make, you're slowly losing your mind on top of him as you rode him like the good kitty that you are.

"This kitty is a little bit of a slut? How naughty~" Hyunjin grinned, pulling you closer by the leash on your neck.

han—...

Shy, shy baby!! He had to ask you again to confirm what he heard was true. He was fine at first when you asked him for cat ears, but then a leash made him into somewhat of a blushing mess.

You'd look adorable in cat ears, and would look quite sexy wearing a leash—! His hands are shaking as he tried his best to keep his composure, picking out and ordering them for you. Just occupied with the sight of you all curled up in bed with little to nothing but cat ears and a leash.

Your tongue gliding over the warm and flushed skin of his hand, looking up at him with your sparkling eyes. Naïve and pure, so much so that he either want to preserve or corrupt.

felix—...

"Oh, cat ears? We should get matching ones!" The enthusiasm in his voice almost make you regretful of what your real intentions are. You know Felix likes cute things, cat ears are no exception. You wonder how he would react to buying you a leash?

Felix blinked, "No? You don't want to get matching ones? That's fine, you can get what you like and I'll get what I like."

When you told your plan, your boyfriend had to take a minute. "Oh...Oh." That is indeed straying from the usual business you two are up to, but he's fine with switching things up.

Surprisingly, he like it. He would try to incorporate it into your sessions more. You look cute and pretty with those ears, hearing you purr and meow with your sweet, mellow voice is addicting to say the least.

seungmin—...

"What? You want cat ears...and a collar?" Seungmin perked his eyebrow, what an odd request from you.

Is this some perverted fantasy you have that you two haven't act out in bed? Or is it the cat-hybrid thing that he usually sees in anime? But alright, he'll get you those new toys to play with.

He put the collar around your neck, toying with the golden bell. "How pretty? Come here kitty, kitty~" Seungmin called you with his finger, slowly pulling you with the leash on your cat collar.

i.n—...

It was a joke when you pulled your boyfriend into a adult shop, but when you begin browsing for a bit, you found a few things that you'd like to try out.

"Oh, you want those? Um...sure." Of course he is unaware of what he's getting himself into. Cat ears and a collar are normal things, it's just an interesting place to buy your costume.

He is speechless when you're in the bedroom, wearing the cat ears and collar he bought. You brushed your head against his hand, meowing like a cat as you're tricking him into doing something dirty.

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