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[cometslove]

Welcome, To Eve's alterpacks!

Salem / Eve + Shx / it / frill / idol / sweet

I am radqueer my main is @astralvow

sources I will do are: The coffin of Andy and leyley, Mcyt, Genshin impact, Vocaloid And just aesthetics you like and I will add paras + transIDs there is no template but please be clear if you want anything specific

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[nighttime-screen]

I wish you a good day, i am not sure what else to put here. I wish you live your best life - Swansea

Thank you, Swansea. I've missed you and if you ever want to talk here, please let me know. I hope things have treated you well

[virtual-kangel]

antis: *enjoying media with dark themes like murder, drug trafficking, abuse, etc *

also antis when the media becomes even remotely sexual:

[tra1nchi]

Buckshot roulette but the loser has to listen to the winner?? Ends up in smut???? Idfk I just made that up on the spot 😭😭😭

🌙<33

MINORS DNI!! Top male reader,,Backshot roulette,,g4nplay,, actually taken srs loll

Bro EXACTLY what I was thinking,,I don't know what is about this game that screams inappropriate thoughts but you cannot deny the tension between the player and the dealer I'm just saying,,

Imagine him finally losing,,being brought back from close death so many times only to look up at you,,expecting some gloating about you winning your earnings but when his eyes met yours all he could see in them was lust,,

He seemed confused when you climbed over the table towards him,,taking his hand in yours,, "what are you doing? You won." He says with a firm tone but only lets out a soft gasp when you pin him down to the table!!

Using the gun from the previous rounds to shut him up!! He had no idea if it was still laoded or not so when you shoved the nuzzle into his mouth,,he whimpered pathetically against it,,

Taking your cock so well!! His eyes rolling back into his head,,how was he meant to know that your cock was going to reach so deep inside of him!! Drool running down the gun,,moaning against it that he could probably be heard over the rave!!

Pulling out just intime to not cum inside of his hole,,releasing your load over his back instead as you take the gun out of his mouth!! You won twice tonight!! A big was of cash and a cute little sex toy <3

[impish-baby]

Weep little lion man - platonic yandere villian x vigilante reader - 🎭

Oh, dear..."

Eos coos, circling around the room. "Someone was naughty, weren't you, darling?" The pounding in your ears practically drowns the villain out, it isn't like you could tear your eyes away from the body laying on the ground to look at them anyway.

It happened so fast, you're not even really sure how.

You didn't mean to. You promise. It was an accident. A stupid, stupid accident because you were scared and-

"Hush." They delicately wipe specks of blood away from your cheek, like you're just a kid who's gotten messy playing. "Don't worry, I'm not mad. I'd say I'm quite proud of you actually." Eos draws you into their arms, rubbing soft circles into your back, a parent soothing their frighted child. "It's ok, I know it wasn't on purpose. You're such a good little hero, hm?" The villian's voice is so kind. It's the only thing you have to ground you to reality.

Eos doesn't let you go once you start sobbing, only gently rocking you back and forth. "Oh honey, I know, I know.. poor thing." They sigh, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "It's so dreary in here. Let's get going, shall we?"

Reader: staring blank faced at the table unable to process the fact that they just killed someone

Eos: you haven't touched your chicken nuggies :((

[midnight-on-pluto]

Hi. So this is my request.

Tenya Iida x reader where the readers parents kick them out because they want to be a hero and are in UA. Then they just show up at Tenyas door in the pouring rain to ask if they could sleep at his house for a night. And Tenya is just so 😠mad. Protective Tenya activated.

so sorry that this took me ages to get out! I had no motivation for months and am finally attending my drafts and rebranding lol! so here's the first of many to come ♡♡

warnings:  emotional abuse, reader is kicked out by their parents, self-deprecating and unhappy thoughts

SFW, fluff, angst but not really, mostly comfort.

I should have been a doctor, I thought. My clothes clung to my body, skin prickled with goosebumps as I collapsed onto the ground. The unsigned, now drenched, permission form was bunched in my fist, my nails digging into my skin. 

“Why would we sign this?” My mother’s voice was ringing through my mind as I recalled tonight’s events. “Just so you to go kill yourself for some dream?” 

“Stupid,” I scolded myself. The cold rain only picked up as I began to cry, choked sobs being drowned out by the pouring rain. 

“If you don’t want to give up on this silly dream then leave!” My father slammed his fist down on the table as he spoke. “I don’t want some mediocre hero claiming to be my child. Go play hero somewhere else.”

I took a deep breath, eyes shutting tightly to blink away my tears. “This is pathetic,” I said to nobody. My hands rubbed the tears off my face, replacing it with mud from the ground. 

I stood, legs tired. I didn’t even think to look at where I was going, just running as fast and far as I could. I looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, the only light coming from the streetlights. I patted around, luckily smacking something hard and rectangular shaped, my phone. 

I pulled it out, 3% battery remaining. Quickly I pulled up my GPS, trying to see where I was and what the closest place to go was. I’d run close to UA, luckily. Perhaps I could see if anyone was still there, although unlikely. 

I tried looking around more, finding a familiar street name. Tenya’s street, I thought. Something inside me sank, dreading just showing up at his doorstep, soaking wet with tears and mud staining my cheeks. But it was the only place to go, and I trusted him more than anyone else in my class. 

The walk wasn’t very long, but it felt like forever. The rain only worsened, I would definitely be getting sick. By the time I got to Iida’s street, my phone died. I continued, walking up the street and stopping at the mailbox reading IIDA. A light was on inside, I could see in the dining room. Tenya sat there with his family, eating dinner. They were smiling, even laughing as his older brother said something, a huge grin on his face. 

I took a deep breath before walking up to their door. I stood for a moment, enjoying the roof over my head before shutting my eyes and raising my fist. 

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

I took a step away from their door. Eyes willing themselves to open and hands behind my back, gripping my wrists tightly in anticipation. 

A few footsteps came from the otherside before their dark blue door swung open. A woman, blue eyes and black hair, answered with a smile. I opened my mouth for a moment but said nothing. As she studied me, I could see her smile fade lightly and her face contorted into confusion. 

Tenya came up behind her, his brother following behind. His blue widened after seeing me, hand going to the woman’s shoulder and leading her out of the way. 

“Tenya,” was all I could manage for now. “Hi.” 

The girl and Tenya’s brother shared confused looks, then left us alone. Tenya stepped out onto the porch, hand immediately flying to my forehead. 

“You’re cold,” he said. “What’re you doing out in this weather?”

“Can I stay here?” I asked him softly, “just for the night.” 

His head tilted, eyes focusing on me. “Sure,” his hand slipped into mine before he used the other to open his door again. He pulled me in, shutting the door behind us. 

“Stay here,” he told me, gesturing to the welcome mat I stood on. I looked at my feet, wet socks leaving dark wet marks on the fabric. Shit, I thought. Forgot shoes.

The woman peaked from the dining room archway. Tenya’s brother tugging on her shirt, “leave them be, mom.” He whispered. I didn’t look over at them, too embarrassed to look. Instead, I studied the inside of his home. The beautiful stairs leading to the second storey, their living room to the left of me, their dining room on my right. Bookshelves lined their walls, golden trimmed books glittering in the light of their entrance chandelier. 

It wasn’t long before Tenya came back, a grey bath towel with him. He put it around my shoulders, telling me to dry off before he disappeared into the dining room. I pulled the warm towel to myself, covering my face with it in embarrassment. My legs started shaking as my thoughts wandered, tears threatening again. 

I could hear light whispering from where Tenya had gone, a woman’s voice questioning, then Tenya’s voice answering. I inhaled sharply, willing my arms to move so I could dry off before he came back. 

Tenya’s footsteps approached, I kept my gaze limited to the floor, my hair blocking the view of anything else, rain lightly dripping down to the mat. I felt my cheeks burning. 

“Come upstairs,” his voice was calm, understanding. “You need to get out of those clothes, take a bath.” 

I only nodded and let his hand grip mine, letting him guide me upstairs, turning a few corners and into his bathroom. 

“I’m going to start a bath, okay?” He waited for my nod before turning on the water.”Feel this, tell me if it’s too hot.”

I stepped towards the bathtub and reached my hand into the water, “it’s good.” 

He sat on the edge of the bathtub while it filled up, hand still in the stream of water to regulate the temperature. 

“Do you wanna tell me why you’re here?” He asked. His voice was soft, not an ounce of annoyance or grievance coming out. 

“I was kicked out,” I spoke. “No more home for me, I guess.” The light chuckle that left my lips turned to a sob and I quickly breathed deep to stop the impending breakdown from happening. 

“What?” His voice now sounded slightly angry, but still filled with kindness. “Why would your parents do this?”

I didn’t say anything, still trying to hold back my tears. I only shrugged my shoulders pathetically as an answer, and he turned the tap off and stood up. 

“Take a quick bath, you can use anything you’d like in here. I’ll wait outside so just knock once you’re done and I’ll bring you some clean clothes, okay?”

I nodded again, then he left. I let the tears fall from my eyes the moment the door shut. The towel fell from my shoulders and I sniffled back as I peeled the clothes off my body. Stepping into the steaming water, skin tingling as it enveloped me, I finally let myself cry. The water smelt of my favourite scent, something I assumed Tenya added while filling the tub. 

I dipped down, fully submerging myself into the water and coming back up for air. I curled into a ball, arms reaching for the bottles of soaps and creams on the tub corners. I started reading what they were through blurry eyes. 

Birch scented shampoo and conditioner, moisturizing body wash, shea butter body scrub. I used the scrub, rubbing it up my arms and silently crying. 

I took a long bath, testing out every product on his bathtub. I heard his brother come to say goodnight to him, asking if I was okay and then leaving once Tenya told him I would be. His mother came to say goodnight with his father, asking what was wrong and asking if I would be here for breakfast tomorrow morning. 

After a while, the water had turned cold and the bathroom smelt like a mix of Tenya. I reached into the tub, pulling its plug and reaching for the towel. I dried my feet off first, stepping onto the tiled floor and then rubbing the rest of my body until it was slightly dry, no longer dripping everywhere. 

I walked up to the door, giving it three light taps. 

“Can I come in for a moment?” Tenya’s voice came. 

“Sure.”

The door handle turned and Tenya walked in, handing me a small pile of warm clothes and then leaving, closing the door shut behind him. 

I dressed myself, then stepped into his hallway. He’d given me dark blue sweatpants and a matching hoodie, both too big for me. I had to pull the drawstring of his sweatpants tightly and tie them into a bow. 

Tenya was waiting in the hallway, leaning against the wall dressed in his pajamas. When I stepped out he quickly turned to me, eyes landing on mine as I finally looked up at him. 

“Did you eat dinner?” He asked quietly. I shook my head, no. “Follow me.” He led me down the hall and into his bedroom, which had the bedside lamp on. A mug of hot tea and bowl of soup were placed alongside the lamp, and glass of water with them. He had set up a mattress on the floor of his room, blankets and sheets fitted on it. 

I started to walk towards it, but was caught by Tenya. “No, you take the bed tonight. Have some soup too, please.”

I turned to him. “Tenya, I can’t take your bed. I’ll be fine on the floor.”

“Please,” he begged. I gave in, walking to the bed and gesturing to him that he sit beside me. I sat cross legged as he handed me the bowl of soup. 

“They don’t like me being a hero,” I managed in between spoonfuls of soup. “Not good enough for them.”

He looked at me. “You don’t need to explain if you don’t wish to,” he said.

“It’s okay, that’s really all they said.” I lied. My mother’s shrill scream of, “don’t bother coming back until you can say you’re done disappointing this family,” ringing in the back of my mind. 

I wished I could fool him, but the look in his eye was showing his true disbelief in my lie. His face was left with a frown, teeth chewing on the inside of his lip while he thought. 

“How could you not be good enough for them?” He asked quietly, but not low enough that I missed it. “You’re an excellent student, an even better hero. You save lives, and it’s not good enough for them?” His voice was starting to rise slightly, anger lacing his tone. 

“Iida please,” I tried to get him to lower his voice. “It’s really not a big deal, they just don’t like heroes, that’s all.” 

“A parent is supposed to be a hero, someone who uplifts their kid’s dreams and supports them.” He was at a normal voice level now, his navy eyes locking with mine. “How could they kick you out over your dreams?”

“My parents aren’t like yours,” I whispered to him, “they don’t understand, just please keep it down.” My hand found its place on his before I knew what was happening and he froze slightly, eyes flickering down to his hand before looking back up at me. 

“You’re amazing,” he whispered. “Just know that. I would’ve died a million times if you hadn’t helped me.” 

I smiled at him, “thank you.” 

“Now please finish your soup, it’s late and if you don’t warm up you’ll catch a cold.”

"Okay."

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[hisui-dreamer]

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[vanillarosekiss]

To the beautiful person who left me this anon ask:

hi ria! I know you normally write femreader as girly or with a more feminine energy. But wdyt of John Price whose s/o is self conscious because she’s not as girly as the ladies who undoubtedly always surround him and maybe have made her he can do better than her ((totally not projecting lolz))

i’m so sorry i accidentally deleted your ask, but luckily I managed to copy it before! I really hope this finds you angel..♡

warnings: self depreciation, afab!reader x John Price, this one’s actually kinda sad guys sorry (happy ending though, i promise!!).

John Price had always been the kind of man who carried himself with a quiet confidence, commanding respect in every room he walked into. It wasn’t just his rugged good looks or the way he carried the weight of his responsibilities with ease — it was his unwavering calm, the type of presence that made you feel like the world could crumble, but he’d hold it together for you. He’d do anything for you.

You didn’t feel like you belonged in his orbit. You didn’t even feel like you belonged in the same room.

Not when he could have his pick of anyone. And not when the effortlessly gorgeous women you saw at his work functions or in photographs seemed to orbit him naturally.

They didn’t mean to make you feel small of course, but sometimes, they didn’t need to. Backhanded comments like, “Oh, she’s not quite what I expected for John,” or those lingering glances they shared when they thought you weren’t looking, planted seeds of doubt that grew roots in your chest. It hurt you more than you liked to admit.

You weren’t as polished, as composed, as these women. It wasn’t that you didn’t try… no, you just didn’t feel like you when you did. Dresses made you feel exposed. Heels left your feet aching. Even makeup was a practice you rarely indulged in because it didn’t feel worth the time or effort considering the little time you actually spent out.

And yet, John had still chosen you.

You were sitting on the couch with your knees pulled up, thumbing through your phone absentmindedly when John walked in. His heavy boots on the hardwood floor were a sound you’d grown to love, a comfort of such.

“Alright, love?” he asked, his voice low.

You nodded quickly, plastering on a smile. “Yeah, fine.”

But John was too observant for his own good. He was extremely perceptive, his time in the force had made him a great reader of expressions. He tilted his head, scanning your face as he set his keys on the counter.

“Hmm,” he hummed, his tone laced with doubt.

You looked away, shrugging. “Just tired, s’all.”

“Not buying it.” He waited intently on your reply.

You hesitated. “It’s nothing, really.”

“Darlin’.” That single word was a command. You knew he was being serious.

You sighed, your voice wavering, threatening to crack despite your attempt to sound indifferent. “Do you ever… I dunno. Do you ever wish I were more like the women you’re surrounded by?”

His brow furrowed. “What women?”

“The ones at those events,” you muttered, gesturing vaguely. “They’re all so put together, and I’m-” You laughed bitterly. “Not.”

John leaned back slightly, his hand finding your thigh and gently resting there. He regarded you for a long moment, his eyes steady. “Who’s been telling you all this?”

“No one,” you said quickly. “I just… I feel like they’re right sometimes. You could do better than me.”

The silence that followed felt heavy, but not uncomfortable. John’s grip on your thigh tightened slightly before he pulled you into his side, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“Do you know why I chose you?” he asked quietly.

Your throat tightened painfully. “Because I was there?”

He let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. “Because you’re real. Because you’re you. Because I don’t need anything like those women you were talking about, don’t want them, either.”

“But- ”

“No ‘buts’.” His tone was firm now, the kind that silenced any argument before it began. “I don’t care about anyone else. Those women you’re talkin’ about? All worthless, the lot of ‘em.”

You felt the unavoidable prick of tears in your eyes. “You really mean that?”

John turned slightly, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze. “You think I’d lie to you about something like that?” He kissed your lips gently, lingering there for a while.

“You’re enough for me, angel. More than enough.”

For the first time in what felt like months, you finally believed him.

I really hope this finds the right person. What a gorgeous request! Give me sweet John Price immediately. ˖⋆࿐໋

[chromatasia]

i am so sorry you need to have your screen at full brightness to fully see this because. i made this at 12 in the morning. anyways yaaaaaay mal du pays 🎉🎉

[mrkis]

i feel like hyuck is the type to pull away while kissing and see u chasing after his lips and smirk a lil. makes him lose his mind a little.

thoughts?

- 🌙

he would get you so into it at first, leaves you fucking breathless which each kiss. maybe has one hand on the back of your head, keeping your lips locked to his, biting and sucking at your bottom lip, moaning in your mouth, a mess of drool and spit idc. but then he pulls away, eyes dazed and smirking as he watches you lean forwards, chasing after his lips for another kiss, not wanting it to be over just yet and he laughs, that deep rumble in his chest as he uses his thumb to tug down on your bottom lip before leaning back in, giving you exactly what you want.

[lavendermin]

🌙 here my bad G🙏 ily saltycatqueen

Anyqwyas... Heh... 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒚 🌙 activated (not)

WHAT IF another parent gave the reader gifts nd flower but not in a romantic way in a "omg.. TYSM for taking care of my child here's some gifts" ykwim... Heheh

Jealous.. Sort of dilfYuan.. him thinking he has competition but noooo you silly😭🙏🙏

Anyways I love you president not in a romantic way but I'd kiss you to save your life ahahha your writing is so peak pls don't get run over by a train at 2:34 am later

Here to say I’ve beaten the ‘getting run over by a train at 2:34am’ allegations 😎

🌙 anon I do love my freaky jealous dilf jing yuan. It’s like I’ve talked about him nonstop somewhere.

It would be funny if you got like a few little gifts from one of the parents because it was teacher appreciation day or something. A mother that you’ve known for a few years now since she has three kids and you’ve had two of them as your students already.

Jing Yuan can’t help but notice the small care basket with all sorts of goodies and a new cute mug on your desk. Your eyes follow his when he goes to pick up Yanqing.

“Ah, one of the parents stopped by to give me this little thank you gift. It’s really very sweet of them,” you explain with a shy smile, a little nervous at his serious expression. A glare perhaps that he flashes briefly—almost imperceptibly at the gifts.

“Teacher, can I have one of the chocolates?” Yanqing asks, tiny hand poking around the basket as the adults talk.

“Yanqing, it’s not polite to take gifts from others.”

You wave him off, handing the child one of the chocolate bars. “Oh, that’s no problem. I think little Yanqing more than deserves a little treat. He’s earned the class five goodness stars just this week. Just thirty-five more and the class gets a pizza party before winter break.”

“Quite the amount of delicacies you’ve been given. Very generous of your benefactor,” Jing Yuan comments with a forced smile. It slips by you undetected, distracted by Yanqing cutely asking for your help unwrapping his treat.

“Yes, well, a student’s mother wanted to show her sincerest thanks since I’ve taught two of her sons in the last few years.” You glance over at the basket fondly. “Can you believe that? Two generations of hers taught by me.”

And at your explanation, Jing Yuan visibly relaxes. How silly of him to think anyone could compete with him. Jing Yuan? Jealous? Preposterous.

It would not be a statement on his part to gift you something lavish and nicer. Not at all. Nonsense. Just a friendly gesture for his son’s very hot teacher that he may or may not be majorly infatuated with.

[screampied]

i need to see toji shakin ass on the stage so i can stick ones in his manhole

this is my way of saying HIII I MISSED YOU

LOOK AT HIMMMMMM he earned one whole 100 dollar bill now that’s what i call dedication ☝️did you just say manhole

[tra1nchi]

🌙anon!!

Ur sweet boyfriend gets jealous after you simp over a game character. He later fucks u silly out of jealousy <3 he's very harsh and rough but acts like it's not much and just keeps giving u more and more (rough, overstim. Degradation, pet names with a sprinkle of praise)

Do it if u want I don't mind if u don't <3 love u and take care!!!

🌙<33

Luv u kitten <3 MINORS DNI!! Bttm male reader,,Rough s3x,,Overstimulation,,Degradation(?)

Jealousy was putting it lightly,,he should have never introduced you to that stupid game,,now it seems like your whole life revolves around a mash up of pixels instead of him!! You had all of the characters merch and even got a body pillow,,he didn't even get to cuddle with you!!

He was forced to lay against your back as you held the pillow tighter then you ever did him,,the charming smile that was plastered over your body pillow felt like it was mocking him!!

He couldn't help himself as his hands started to wander up your body!! Slippimg under your loose t shirt and subtly going down your shorts trying his hardest not to disturb your sleep!!

When you eventually stirred from feeling his erection press up against your ass,,he only let out a soft coo pressing his hand against your mouth,, "Shh, go make to sleep..I'll just be a minute." He mutters in your neck,,nipping at it to leave his own mark on you!!

noticing that you weren't falling back asleep he took it as an offer to satisfy himself even more,,discarding your body pillow with a disgusted face,,grabbing your waist tightly to flip you over to your tummy!!

"You did this on purpose didn’t you? Using a mash up of pixels to make me jealous, brat." His voice was low in your ear,,his body basically crushing yours,,his breath hot against your neck,,one of his hands holding your waist while the other digs down in your hair,,

"I'll call you in sick tomorrow." He muses,,his hand leaving your shoulder to trail down your spine,,lifting your shirt slowly,,pressing his lips down until he reaches the small of your back!!

"There you go, not thinking about him anymore are you?" Finally hearing his name slip from your sweet lips turned him on more then he could imagine,,he couldn't help himself when he roughly pulled down your pajamas,,he practically nearly ripped it on the way down!!

You knew he had alot of stamina but not this much!! He wouldn't stop even when you lost count of how many orgasms you had!! Holding your wrists up above your head,,his thrusts felt like they could snap the headboard!!! :'p

[sinful-lanterns]

Omg, Angey... I'm playing Cabernet's event for the first time, and I'm already losing my mind over her!! 😭 Like, I've barely gone pass the part where we fall into the pool because I keep getting distracted by how gorgeous she is! 😍 One of the guests remarked how we got her dress wet after she saved us, and all I could think of was how we'd definitely getting her dress more wet, and it would have nothing to do with the water... 😏 Like, can you imagine having sex with her in the pool in a private little afterparty of our own? 😌 God, she could bind your wrists behind your back with one of those glittery ribbons she has on and just bend you over the side while she absolutely rails you. 🥵 Ooo! Or how about something more sensual? You're in the hot tub and straddling her lap. She has her arms resting over the side of the tub, smirking and content to watch you ride her until you cum. Maybe you'd both squeeze in another quickie on one of the poolside lounge chairs afterwards before finally cooling down. After all that action, you probably don't have the energy for more just yet, and Cabernet absently calls one of the staff to get some food out for you. You're probably still out of it from the last orgasm, so you probably squeak a little in startlement when you hear footsteps approaching you both with the requested snacks. You try to shift off Cabernet's lap, but she holds you down firmly with amusement. "Easy, little one. We're hardly done yet..." But she is courteous to throw a towel over you to protect your modesty somewhat even as a strong arm grips your waist possessively while a maid approaches with a platter of food. Your cheeks are burning as you're still stuffed with Cabernet's fat cock, and you hide your face in her neck as the woman and the maid share a small conversation. Finally, the sound of footsteps move away, and Cabernet coaxes you away enough from her neck to press a piece of cool fruit against your lips. "Eat," she says. Her smile is ever present, but there's a note of command in her voice too. "Once you have your fill, we're doing this all over again..." she purrs, and you can't help but bite your lip as you feel Cabernet hardening inside you once more. (Y'know, I think I'll write about this scenario eventually once I get my side blog set up.) -- 🌙 anon

HNNNNNNGH I LOVE ALL YOUR THIRSTS 🌙 ANON. It’s why this ask took so long to be answered because I was hoarding it for myself.

POOL SEX WITH CABERNET RAAAAA. Oh how I want to sit on her lap and be stuffed full on that fat cock of hers. She’s so big and horny all the time, always wanting you attached to her in some way or another whether it’d be hand holding, cuddling, or cockwarming. Shes a bit of an exhibitionist too, to be honest. I can see her fucking you under nothing but a towel covering your waist, as she casually talks with fellow staff and guests all the while her cock is sheathed far inside of you. 💕

Sighhh. The image of Cabernet relaxing in a hot tub with her arms sprawled out on the sides is so sexy. She looks like your typical, cocky, rich snobby bastard who is spoiled in every way. I love it.

[pluviophile6104]

hii do you have a gifset of firstkhaotung hugs? off and on screen <3

"Firstkhaotung hugging" gif set because the way they hug is just too sweet and intimate.

Hey!!! Thank you for requesting since I've been thinking about doing it too~💖 I'll do their on screen character's later, separately~🥹

[therhythmafterthesummer]

Wereroomies werewolf!chan reaction to his girl in a rabbit costume? I know that man will go insane

this ask wormed its way into my brain and made me write a drabble in record time. sorry if anything's worded weirdly, i was literally possessed while i wrote this whole thing.

Pairing: Werewolf!Chan x Human!F.Reader (one of the main pairings of my WereRoomies series). | Word Count: ~1k. | Warnings: Chris’ POV · curvy/chubby reader · primal play (can it be considered primal play when one of the parties involved is an animal already?) · breeding · unprotected penetration [piv. no barrier method, but the reader is presumed to be on birth control].

minors do not interact.

It was rare for Chris to take you to his house in the woods on your own. Typically, the entire pack would come for their monthly run, but every once in a while he needed to come check on the place to make sure everything was in order–the amount of times he’d woken up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night with the sudden thought that he didn’t turn off the lights before leaving during their last trip were too many to count at this point.

This weekend, Chris decided to take you out on a little escapade, just the two of you in his big house. You both had been working nonstop the last couple of weeks, between that and pack duties you’d hardly had any time for yourselves as a couple, so he was more than needing his alone time with you, to disconnect from everything and everyone else.

So here he was, doing the final checks on the house to make sure everything was fine before he could finally join you wherever you were in the house to lounge around and snuggle and hopefully have some delightful sex later in the evening.

“Baby, have you seen the–the…”

Walking into the living room, and seeing you all of a sudden like that, sitting on the dining table of all places, was something Chris did not expect. His mind short-circuited immediately, and the fact that you had the nerve to gasp and act surprised as soon as you spotted him wasn’t making it any better.

“Oh, my… Seems like I’ve found myself in the wolf’s lair. What am I gonna do now…” You brought your hands to your cheeks, which only squished your breasts further together, all garnished with the fakest look of concern he’d ever seen on your face.

That bra was barely even a bra, it was just a couple of pieces of fabric tied around your neck by thin straps, it did absolutely nothing to keep your breasts contained. It was white, too, practically transparent. The bottoms weren’t much better, also a barely even there piece of fabric that did incredibly poorly at covering your plump centre. But the worst pieces of all were the white and pink suspender belt, with the matching stockings over your mouth-watering thighs, and the goddamned bunny ears on your head.

Something stirred deep inside of Chris, something just so incredibly dangerous, something he just knew was exactly what you wanted to awake with this entire set-up of yours.

Prey, prey, prey, prey, prey…

What kind of boyfriend would he be if he denied you of your fun? So of course he played along. 

“Aww, poor little bunny got lost?” Chris cooed, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning on the door frame, staring you up and down.

You bit your lip, nodding. “You’re not gonna do anything bad to me, right?”

Chris took a deep breath, and he got almost winded by the scent of your arousal lingering in the air. “Well… That depends, pretty bunny…”

“On?”

A smirk made its way onto his face, and Chris could already feel himself straining in his briefs. “On how fast you can run away from me”.

You bit your lip and whimpered, looking almost scared. 

There was a moment of you staring at him, and Chris staring at you… A moment of silence that fed the tension in the air. In an instant, you were getting off of that table and bolting out of the room, letting him see the fluffy tail attached to your bottoms, and he could feel the fine hairs on his nape stand on end.

Chase, chase, chase, chase, chase…

Chris immediately ripped his t-shirt off of his body and chased after you. He was suddenly feeling incredibly warm, and he could feel his instincts further clouding his reason as he looked at your form trying to get out of his reach.

He let you off easy for a few minutes, revelling in the deep breaths you took, in the way your heart was racing inside your chest, and in the smell of your scent taking a hold of every single one of his nerve-endings. Until he just couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to catch you, to show you your place and make you submit.

After a while of running and hiding around the house, Chris finally caught up to you on the upper floor, right after climbing the stairs–his shorts had been discarded at some point during the chase, he didn’t even notice when he’d removed them, and he, honestly, also didn’t care.

With a tight hold on your waist he pushed you against the nearest wall. He would’ve felt bad by hearing the whimper that came out of your mouth as soon as your back hit the wall, but, at this point, he knew your limits, he knew how to read your body language, he knew the exact word you would use if it all became too much for you, and, especially, he knew when you were putting on an act. 

With a hand cradling the back of your head, he tilted it to the side, making himself more room to shove his face in the crook of your neck, to prod at your pulse point with the tip of his nose and get a proper whiff of that scent of yours that made him delirious, especially now with how horny you smelt, with his senses enhanced by the chase.

“What now, bunny?” Chris mumbled. He licked a stripe up the expanse of your neck, relishing the taste of your skin under his tongue, and he felt you shiver with the motion.

You swallowed, taking a deep breath. “What are you gonna do to me? I’m just a poor, innocent bunny that got lost…”

“Are you, now?” Chris brought his free hand to the ears on your head, feeling the soft fur between his fingers for a moment, only to finally move that hand to your side so he could drag it all the way from your ribs down to your hips, relishing the goosebumps that rose under his touch. “And what was a pretty bunny like you looking for so insistently you ended up lost in my lair?”

“A partner”, you replied simply, although your voice got a bit shaky when he started to toy with the string that tied your underwear in place. “I just…need to be bred so badly”.

Chris could’ve fainted with how fast blood rushed from his head to his crotch.

“Oh, sweet, sweet, bunny”, he dragged his teeth down the length of your neck, until he finally found a spot to suck the first of many love bites he was ready to leave on your skin. “I can give you exactly what you want… I’ll pump you so full, pretty. Just how you need”.

“You will?” You reached for his hips, and the warmth of your hands on his bare skin was further feeding that pool of desire in the pit of his stomach. “Is the big, alpha wolf going to put his pups inside me?”

God, he might’ve been the predator, but you certainly always had the upper hand, and Chris knew you were aware of it. You always knew what to say to get him to react, to get exactly what you wanted, and he was ready to fall for it every single time.

Chris leaned in closer, close enough he could feel your lips brush against his own when he spoke. “Only if you ask nicely”.

You moved your hands from his hips to his ass, squeezing generously. “Please… Please, I need your pups so bad. Please, breed me, alph–”

A squeal left your lips when Chris took a hold of your hips and turned you around all of a sudden. He just couldn’t take it anymore, not after all that had transpired since he spotted you on that table downstairs.

With a hand on your upper back, he pressed your chest further into the wall as you pushed your hips back towards him, giving him the delicious sight of your round bottom in that barely there piece of underwear with the fluffy tail, and the way your soft flesh dipped under the taut straps of your suspender belt that held the stockings on your legs almost made him dizzy.

Chris spat on his free hand and smeared the saliva all over his length. Pulling your underwear to the side, he got a perfect view of your soaked folds. Clearly, all the running around had been a good warm up for you, too, and he was almost trembling in anticipation.

In normal circumstances, he would’ve probably stretched you out first, even loosen you up with his mouth and his tongue. But these were no normal circumstances. He could barely think straight at this point, all he knew for sure was that he needed to be inside of you and give you the pounding of your life.

Breed, breed, breed, breed, breed…

You whined once he started to push his cock inside you. The feeling of your warm, wet, tight walls stretching over his length had him rolling his eyes to the back of his head. He might’ve worried he was hurting you, but he knew by now that when you reached back for his hip like you were doing now, almost like you were urging him to ram himself into you already, it meant you were doing just fine, so there wasn’t a single spark of worry in his hazy mind just yet.

As soon as he was fully sheathed within your warmth, he nuzzled your neck, holding the soft skin of your hips tightly in his hands. “Don’t worry, pretty bunny. I’ll give you what you need. All of it”.

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