#(⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠) seelie writings

[seeliemansi]

Mr. Crawling hated Bath Time and Showers

Warnings: 18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, hint of SMUT, ghost revenge. It's not that bad.

my first post was flagged. dunno if it was reported but seriously?

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No thoughts but forcing Mr. Crawling to take a shower. He has been crawling around since you met him and you have noticed his dirty and tattered clothes. There wasn't a problem when you two were still in that old abandoned building. But in your apartment? Being unclean is a no go. Just like a dog who hates baths, Mr. Crawling hated the idea to the point that he refused to go out of your closet. He had been repeating the same words as you try to pry the doors open.

"You not love me?" "Why bath?" "Not love me that's why bath?" "I like you but you not like me."

You admit it was kind of adorable. It was the same when he panicked when asked if he wanted his hair to be cut short.

You are getting out of nowhere and so with a promise, you told him that he can ask you of anything if he takes a shower. Just like offering a dog a treat during training. It took a lot of reassurance, but in the end, he allowed himself to bathe. If it was that easy.

And just like a vengeful dog that shakes its fur, to spray the excess water on its owner - Mr Crawling did the same.

He flinches, and he jerks, splashing water all over your already small bathroom. And ultimately drenched you, when he strongly pulled you down with him after he freaked out when the hot water turned cold because he was taking too long. You have no choice but to take a shower as well or you'll get a cold.

You can't help the tick of annoyance when he sighs in content as you help dry his hair. His head is on your lap, and he seems refreshed and peaceful. If he wasn't so cute, you will probably get back at him. But he looks so clean, comfortable, and glowing with happiness.

Maybe next time.

Showers always make you feel drowsy. You blink slowly and feel relaxed as he looks up with a wide grin. You can't help but give him a peck on the lips and kiss on his forehead. Such a good boy.

You chuckle when you hear his infamous giggle. You were about to continue drying his hair when he quickly moved, grabbed your shoulders and forcefully pushed you down the couch.

"Done! Me treat!" He declared.

"What?"

He didn't even give you enough time to think when he suddenly held both of your legs and pulled you closer to him. You remind yourself to apologize to the neighbors if they complain about the noise.

He didn't even give you enough time to raise yourself using your elbow, when he raised both your legs up, put it on his shoulder, and giggled as he was face to face with your clothed core. You can feel his hot breath and you gasped when he sniffed you down there. His giggles reverberate as he teases you with an experimental lick.

"Shower here too. Wet."

Is all you remember him say as you felt a full blown shiver of want from your head to your toes. It will be a long night for sure.

He may be cute but Mr. Crawling can be extremely vengeful because you had a hard time walking the next day. He made sure that it wasn't only him who would crawl around. And weirdly enough, after that, he was the one who reminded you that he needed a shower.

[seeliemansi]

Imagine tapping Soap's shoulder when you feel the tell tale signs of him cumming. He groans and murmurs a "yes yes will not come inside, bonnie."

But you know he wasn't listening because instead of letting you go, he grabbed your hips tighter and angled your legs higher so he could hit it deeper when he cums.

After he came, he just placed his head on top of your tits with a cheshire grin, knowing what he did. Eyes hazy, sweat dripping down from his forehead, and too pussy drunk as he tried to placate you with a half ass apology.

"'m sorry, bonnie. yer pussy locked me up. can't pull it out."

Pulls out because he likes seeing his come on you: Ghost

Pulls out because it's safer even with birth control: Gaz

Pulls out so you can swallow it: Nikolai

Who said anything about pulling out?: Price, Soap

[seeliemansi]

"Oh, the smaller guy who is always with Simon?"

You mistakenly said once and since then johnny always makes sure to tower over you whenever you are around, reminding you that he is not so little as you claimed, little bonnie.

[seeliemansi]

You Made Him Worried (Mr. Crawling x Reader)

Synopsis: The last thing you want is to make him worried

a/n: Wrote this while high on antihistamine, will probably rewrite after I got better *hic*

Part of this universe

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Mr. Crawling despises it when you get hurt. He tends to be extra clingy, extra needy, and very shaky when it happens.

You have to be careful as you dance around the topic of you getting hurt because he is not playing with your safety.

That's why when you slipped, and the cause was just you being careless as you decided that running towards your apartment to go home is a good decision during a sudden rain, it hit you so bad, you didn't even have time to say ouch out loud. Enough with protecting yourself from getting wet. You were more worried that he will panic and will start a power surge that can cause an electricity loss in your apartment building. You need the heater and can't sleep with how cold it is tonight.

Your white dress is wet and ruined. Your hair is a mess. You are bruised and in pain. And you walk upstairs with a limp. A good way to end the day you supposed.

You remind yourself to be cool. Not to make Mr. Crawling worried. You just want it to not be awkward when you meet him back home, waiting for you at his usual spot.

At least that's the plan.

The moment you stepped inside, all smiles, acting silly, downplaying what happened, you tried your best. You really do.

But when you opened your eyes, and looked at him.

His smile was turned into a frown. And with a shaky voice he asked.

“You, what happened?”

“You. Blood? Wound?”

“Hurt? Hurt?” He continued asking as he grabbed your arm. A wince came out of your mouth not from his hold, but from a cut you never saw due to the dimly lit streets and the mud that clung on your skin.

“No! Mr. Crawling, I am okay. See, not hurt and painful at all.” You grabbed his hand and wrapped it around yours, trying to divert his attention. You bite the inside of your cheeks, pretending that your whole body is not sore from the fall.

“Let's go, Mr. Crawling. I need to change or I will get a cold.” You insisted as you stepped inside and tried to chuckle, trying to dissipate the tension that is slowly building up in the air. When suddenly, he stopped, pulled his hands out of your hold, slowly stood up, and towered over you.

“No!” He screamed, voice deeper than usual. He walked closer, an inch away from you. His breathing is heavy. His hair seems to have a brain of its own as it stood, like Medusa’s snakes. The electricity flickers as he moves.

You gulped, planning to take a step back but you’ve been cornered by a wall. You can only helplessly look up at him. Watching the dark look clouding over his face.

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“You done?” He asked, too chirpy to your liking.

“I will be done soon. Can you let go of my hand for a moment?” You draw circles on his hand that was holding yours as you bathe in the tub. The curtains were drawn, to give you a little privacy. A little uncomfortable but if you fully close it, he will surely sit in the tub and watch you bath instead.

This is the only compromise he agreed to so he will stop standing up and darkening your hallway.

Although you know he wasn't capable of hurting you, you got so scared when he suddenly stood up and towered over you. All you can think about is to make a compromise that he will like, or at least to lessen his worry. It breaks your heart to see him worried.

“Yes. Yes. Towel?” He offered. But when you tried to grab it from his hold, he pulled it so you would let it go.

“No! Me help you.” He insisted.

“But I can do it by myself.” You countered.

“I said no. I will help you.” A shiver ran down your spine when he suddenly was able to form a whole sentence in your language.

“Alright.” You sighed and stepped out of the tub. He is standing up, hands holding the towel wide open. He is grinning and looking thrilled. Who would have blamed him? It is the first time you two are inside the bathroom together. “Come! Come!” He giggles as he wraps it around you.

The way he switches from terrifying to sweet is always a surprise to you. He can be the sweetest but when push comes to shove, the most frightening ghost you have ever seen.

“Here, kiss. Kiss. Kiss.” He spoke as he raised your arm and kissed all the visible cuts and bruises you have on your skin.

You can't help but giggle from the gesture, feeling your heart swell with happiness. You may be sore but you're glad that you took him home.

[seeliemansi]

141 When you decided to pay for the First Date

Price was quiet but his eyes were intently on you as you raised your hand and asked the waiter for the bill. He huffed, but it sounded more like a mocking laugh, as he watched you continue the conversation as if you didn't just do something repulsive in front of him. He was quiet as he replied, "Hmmm." in everything you share afterwards. And you now realize that something shifted and you can almost taste his disappointment. The man is old school and he would never allow a lady he liked to pay for the bill, especially, since he was the one who invited you out. When the bill came, he casually snatched it, and placed it on the table. The waiter was surprised, but sensing the brewing tension, he left in a hurry. You gulped as you watched the storm clouding behind his eyes. You were used to paying for first dates and didn't even think that he will get mad if you do so. First dates are always no string attached meet-up, or at least that's how you know it.

"When you're on a date, and the man asks or lets you pay, that's not a man you should be going out with. You hear?" He gruffed.

You nodded and responded thoughtlessly with, "Yes, sir."

He smirked at that, and your face heat up in shame.

Gaz will have this weird smile as he drinks his water, and watches you try to place your card to pay for the bill. But before you can even give it to the waiter, he would stop you, and hold your hand firmly, while he asks the waiter to leave you two for a moment.

"Did you not enjoy your time with me?" He asked. Still, with that same odd smile. You can feel anger and disappointment emitting from him but you are not sure because he is smiling politely in front of you.

"I do. I just-" But before you can even explain yourself, he would grab your card, place it atop your hand, as he pulls out cash to pay for the meal.

If you try to say anything or protest or just try to explain yourself, he would grab both of your cheeks and kiss you deeply to shut you up.

Soap will instantly be livid. He will drop some cash on your table and drag you out of the place before you can utter any word of protest. You don't even understand what's going on, as you find your back on the wall, and Johnny looming over you. He is seething, pissed.

"Y' trynae get rid of me, boonie? I theght you liek me?" His face is mere inches from you. The distance is uncomfortable as he brushes his chest against you.

"Of course, I do. What is going on? Johnny?!" You gasped as he suddenly sat down in front of you, raised the hem of your skirt and bit the inside of your thigh.

"Gewd. Because if ye want to pay so bad then I will pay ye by eating y' out? Sounds bou't right? Yeh?'" Before you can say anything, he is already grabbing your panty to the side, humming in satisfaction as he sees your naked pussy.

Ghost will not say anything at all. He will watch you grab your card, pay, and thank the waiter as you both stand up and leave the place. When you both are out of everyone's sight, he will grab you by the back of your neck, put his mouth on your ear and whisper.

"The next time you do that, I'll fuck you in front of everyone and make sure to pay you in kind. Hmmm?"

[seeliemansi]

HEAR ME OUT! Mc (reader) performs "Earned it" by The Weeknd (yes the tiktok dance) meanwhile Mr. Crawling 👁️👄👁️

It's your choice whether u make it sfw/nsfw I WANNA KNOW HIS REACTION-

I will be honest with you nonnie. I think Mr. Crawling is too innocent to have the reaction you want him to have.

The moment you called for Mr. Crawling, you can hear how fast he zoomed towards the room where you at. His hands were happily tapping on the floor, his smile is wide, as he chirped, "Me here! You call?"

It was as if just by calling his name, you made his day.

At first, you feel a bit ashamed as he innocently titled his head to the side, waiting for you to speak or do whatever the reason you called for him. He looks too pure for the dance you plan to perform. But, you have to do this. This is his reward for being so good to you since he came home with you.

Anyway, might as well start.

With a deep breath, you readied yourself, played the music and do the choreography as you practiced.

You never took your eyes off him, especially when you got down, opened your legs and flip your hair. You watched as his smile went to an "O" and how he gasped when you suddenly move down, surprising him.

After you ended your performance, the room was quiet, too quiet to your liking. When you raised your head, he was just staring at you, at least that's how you felt as his smile was down and he was just sitting there, unmoving.

Embarassed, you felt your face heat up, and immediately sat properly, crossing your legs shame finally catching up to you.

You were about to say something and cut the awkwardness when he suddenly grinned and clapped his hands. His giggles are loud as he howled and cheered for you.

"Wow! Cute! Good! Good! Pretty! Pretty!"

You let out a yelped when he suddenly hug you, snaking his arms around your neck. His cheeks glued on you as he continue his praises, and squeezes you with affection.

"Kiss! Kiss!" He suddenly scooped your face and give you smooches all over your face.

You were too dumfounded to do anything so all you did was blinked, until he used his hands to pat your head, and you giggled, ticklish.

"Love you! You love me?"

a/n: but i don't want to end this here and i thought might as well write for the other guys 😆

The other Homicipher boys under the cut

Mr. Hood just stood there after you performed. He didn't say anything but he kept you sat on his lap the whole day.

Mr. Chopped is not innocent as you think. If he has a body, you'll see the sign of his boner on his pants. Let's just say Mr. Chopped was too clingy after that invigorating performance.

Mr. Silvair was grinning the whole time until it ended, just like his reaction every time. It made you nervous, and you gulped not knowing what to do. Suddenly, he grabbed a pen and a paper, and wrote the exact words, "you only show that to me. yes?"

Mr. Machete never let you finish. He thought whatever you were doing is a challenge and he almost chase you out. It took a while but you convinced him after that you were just dancing. The mood was already ruined so you didn't pursue doing it again.

Mr. Gap watched your performance intently, too intent to your liking. He was grinning from start to finish. He was giggling when you were done when suddenly he vanished out of your sight. It made you nervous and scared. Knowing him, he will probably do something unpredictable. And you were right. He suddenly appeared on the shadow that was on your wall. Touched your nape with his cold hand. You felt something sticky and wet had touched your skin. The suddenness making you yelped and shudder in surprise. He giggled and vanished for the entirety of the day. (What an asshole)

Mr. Scarletella was smiling at first when you started your perfomance. But it was you who decided to stop it when he suddenly turned his head in a 360' angle and never let his eyes out of you. It was so creepy that your want to perform was replaced by fear. He stood by you the whole day. Way too close to your liking, that you can feel his jacket brushing on your skin.

[seeliemansi]

You Took Him Home (Mr. Crawling x Reader)

Synopsis: There is no ghost in the abandoned rumored haunted building your friends dared for you to visit. No, not anymore. Because you took it- you took him home. And you are not sure how to ask him to go back home. (He is just so sweet, cute, and adorable)

a/n: would love and appreciate your feedbacks, reblogs and likes! let's keep the homicipher community alive! 🫶🏼 btw, this is just a test draft

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“You're firing me?” You asked, terrified.

“No….no…no! You misunderstood.” Principal Sarah shook her head in disagreement. Hands waving in front. “We just think..” She paused. “That you needed more rest. We love to have you here. The kids love you. The parents trust you. It's just-”

You got lost on what the principal was saying as your attention was caught by the crawling man, giggling at the ABCD cards posted on the wall. He looked at you, and happily pointed at the word “A” with an illustration of an apple. Apple, the word he learned today. He chirply said apple and giggled when you dare to steal a nod in his direction, praising him, so he won't bother your important talk.

However, your face contorted in concern as he continued crawling around the floor and looking for things he wasn't familiar with.

“Uhm…are you listening?” Your eyes snapped back to the principal, who was now looking behind her, frowning, as she tried to look at whatever it was behind her that made your brows furrowed with concern.

“Ah! Yes, yes. I will happily take the break. I’ve- The accident was just so traumatizing that sometimes my mind tends to wander. I know my doctor already said that I can continue working but I am grateful that you will allow me to have more breaks. As long…as you know you are not firing me.” You try to bring her attention back to you. Biting your cheeks at the inside as you try to focus on your problem at hand. And ignore the sound he is making as he crawls around.

“As I said before, we are not firing you. The substitute teachers will take over your class while you are gone. And we hope that it will help with your full recovery. You are a good teacher. I admit that I don't want to lose you. I wish you well.” She said, eyes sincere and warm hands squeezed your shoulder with reassurance. You can only give her a genuine smile, and was just grateful for her trust.

Because sincerely, you are not sure how you are going back to normal after a one week break when you know damn well that Mr. Crawling will be in your home forever.

Because….uhmm…well….you invited him in.

You cannot even blame yourself as to why.

How could you not?!

He saved you from the falling debris, when a part of the abandoned building collapsed. He took the fall and even bled, you were not sure how ghosts bleed, when they are already dead but he did, and hugged you tightly to protect you.

He even gave you head pats to calm you down when you panicked, thinking you are not going to be back home anymore. You will lose your hard earned career, your hardwork, your dreams.

And even follows you around as you look for the exit, being helpful and cheerful to keep your mind off the panic that sets in when it's just you and the silence.

No soul exchange, no money involved, he was just happy he was able to help you.

So when you finally found the way out, you thanked him and left. Thinking that was it, grateful for his kindness.

But one day, before you started teaching again, you went back and found him at the same spot, at the same position before you left him, waiting for you to come back. It was a week after that but he waited patiently for you. The way you watch his crestfallen face lights up when he sees you. His giggle; loud and cheerful. His smile is so wide, warm, familiar, and welcoming.

So how could you not!?

So how could you just leave him behind?

Well, maybe that one week is just you training yourself how you get used to his presence. And not act like a crazy person after a very traumatizing accident.

Ah…yes.. that's that.

You can do it.

You nodded as you lie to yourself and squat down and stared at the item Mr. Crawling was pointing at, and asking for you to share what it was.

[seeliemansi]

Mr. Crawling loves comfortable, warm, tight spaces to crawl in. No wonder why you always feel him crawling inside your blanket late at night, hands cold, and breathing warm...so warm it sends shivers down your spine, goosebumps on your skin. His giggles a whisper, as he cups and feels you down there. Vibrating with excitement with his new found way to entertain himself at night when you are fast asleep and he is bored and would love some of your warmth and attention.

He is sure enjoying being naughty as he does things more than just the hug you allowed him to.

[seeliemansi]

"My darling. Sweetheart. Love of my life. You are the cause of my stress right now."

Price to the Reader after she tried stealing one of Ghost's knives as a joke.

[seeliemansi]

Soap who is absolutely smitten but you keep on rejecting him, because as you said "he is too flirty to be loyal." He was such a dog and follows you around to convince you with all of his good points but all it did was annoy you more and absolutely reject all of his advances. everyday was the same until he was forcibly drafted to the military. the relief you felt after he left was heavenly. it was as if a huge burden was lifted off your shoulders. so for the past five years of him gone, you enjoyed your life. forever grateful for the opportunity of having him nowhere near you. until, he came back....but as a corpse. his family mourned him. scratch that, everyone in town mourned him. he was such a charming lass, everyone adores him. maybe that's why you felt bad— a little. when feeling nothing but relief that you won't dread his harassment again after he decided to retire from the military. you thought that would be it, until his old fashioned religious folks started blaming you. accused you of cursing him to death when all he did was nothing but adore you. you thought that was crazy, thought the people would disagree, but no, they pinned all the fault at you. you were judged, blamed, and treated horribly by everyone. you were pushed around and isolated. it was inhumane and the more you try to defend yourself, the angrier they become.

maybe that was why when you heard a knock at your door on midnight, you didn't bother if it was dangerous to open your door to a stranger. you were tired, exhausted of living— it didn't matter.

even in the dark, his familiar blue eyes shone brightly as he blinks and flashes you with his infamous grin. it didn't even matter what he said, or if he said something when he saw your face. his easy going smile sent you in a spiral and you didn't hesitate to jump at him, and hug him tight. he almost stumble in surprised but he only chuckled at your enthusiasm and squeezed you back.

it must have been the isolation that made you forget of what happened to him. that made you not notice the dirt, and grime all over his body. the smell of rot strongly permitting the air. you were just so happy that he wasn't dead, and people were wrong about you.

it will be a shock later on who, or what exactly, you invited in your home.

[seeliemansi]

It's so easy to get Johnny's attention. Just pretend you don't notice him.

"The guy with the mohawk? I'm not sure if he was here last night with Simon."

"I was literally the only person you were talking to last night. That guy with the skull mask didn't even utter any shiet!"

"One black coffee for you, Simon. And oh? Did you order something too?"

"It was me who placed our orders. Er ye kidding me?"

"Here, Gaz! Simon said I should give it to you!"

"There must be something wrong with ye, bonnie. Ain't no way ye just confused me with Gaz."

"??? Oh yeah! Sorry!! Gaz is the charming one. I shouldn't have confused the two of you together."

"What do ye mean by that!?"

You promised that you always forgot his presence because Simon and the others are just so huge and intimidating.

He almost dragged you outside, and taught you a lesson of one or two, for calling him less huge and intimidating like the others.

[seeliemansi]

jokingly telling soap that you will marry him if by 30 you don't have any fiance or boyfriend.

that was seven years ago and you were woken up by his thick scottish accent who was knocking insistently on your door at ungodly hours with a cake and wedding ring in hand.

of course, it didn't end well. you fought him and told him that you were drunk and was just joking with him. although unsatisfied, he left begrudgingly.

the next day you told your friends about what happened and surprisingly everyone, I mean everyone not just the people you know, was furious at you.

it turns out that for the past years, soap had been nothing but vocal about your promise with him. a lot of people told him that it was probably just you wanting him to stay away but he was insistent and consistent with your relationship with him. he actually made enemies with people who call you a liar or fraud for that promise. everyone knew how loyal he was. how he has put you on a pedestal. how they knew that even if he was in the military, if you call, he will literally drop everything and come at you. even his coworkers were done listening to him yapping about you and your hobbies, your quirks, and your lame jokes that he thought was really funny.

you underestimated how charming he can be. and how everyone loves him so. and you're now dealing with the consequences of your promise.

[seeliemansi]

Mr. Crawling is rarely the type to get upset over something. He is usually upbeat and kind. Even if he gets upset, he will just hide in the closet, cry, and only come out, once you coax him. Nothing head pats and reassurance cannot fix.

So imagine your surprise when you saw him one day, standing by the farthest corner of your shared apartment. Legs straight, tall, and quiet. Huge, looming, and towering as his gaze was tuned in to your coworker who asked to stay for a moment due to the sudden rain outside.

Maybe it was a bad idea to ask for his permission to allow another man in his home.

[seeliemansi]

Tempted to write a Catholic!Johnny who was in an arranged marriage with you. Awkward, clumsy, and just the two of you not knowing how to act around each other. He respect your space, while you respect his. Though you know Johnny, you never could have imagined being married with him. But here you two are. You don't even know how to call the atmosphere you created with each other. I mean, can you even call what your talk last night as conversation?

"Dearest- Ah boonie. The basement is where I keep my military....stuff(?) Just don't go there without letting me know." He rattled. Words seems... rehearsed? Though, it sounded a bit unsure.

"Ack- yeah! Yeah! I will never imagine touching your.....stuff." You choked out the words after being startled by Johnny, suddenly starting a conversation in the middle of a quiet dinner. Head shaking slightly, as you tightened your hold on your utensils. Nervous. This was the first time he talked to you about something..outside of the usual, "How's the food? I hope it is to your liking." You supposed, it's an important favor, although odd.

You're not sure what it was that you said but you watched as his face ashened, and in horror, opened his mouth to talk and cleared the misunderstanding.

"No! No! Ach' It's not anything you are thinking-"

"I mean, you are a man. It is to be expected to have a hobby or two-" You chuckled, anxious of what is going on.

But before you can say anything else, he abruptly stood up, the chair scraping as he slammed his hands on the table, leaning down on you. A hint of red dusted his cheeks. The sound startled you, and when you looked up, you caught yourself staring at his blue, frightened eyes.

"It's not that! The- My work revolves around chemicals and stuff. Dangerous stuff! I just don't want you to get hurt or..ahhh..KABOOM!" He expressed frantically.

Though you can only understand the gist of what he said, your mouth was left agaped, and you gasped in shock, when his words finally sink it.

"You brought bombs to my home!? Have you lost your mind, Johnny!????"

Well, a mark of healthy relationships are an argument or two, you supposed.

[seeliemansi]

Enjin never shared it but he knew you were a virgin that night. That's why he didn't push when you pretended that whatever happened that night was nothing but a one time thing. Something that will never ever happen again. Not that he blames you. Really. He is an ass, a flirt, and he uses his salary to buy company right after payday.

But there was just something visceral that night. It was not just sex. It was worship. He heard stories about how men lose their functions when they find the partner they choose to kneel down for. However, he never truly knew that it will make him a mad man. A rabid dog who wanted you all for himself.

He can feel every little nerve sparking up his body, he can taste your heat, he can feel your fire, even when it has been a week since that night. He swore he could still picture you perfectly, and vulnerable under him. And he can't stay in his room without his hands going down on his dick, trying to recreate the way his stomach flutters, and copying how the heat ignites within him as he watches you whimper even from the slightest movement he made.

You were so sensitive, so raw, so innocent, he wanted to ruin you, to ruin every experience that you may have after him. And deflates, as he feels irritated that he can't get the same feeling, the same fire, he had with you that night.

He would try it with the girls he had been with before, and they will instantly notice his irritation and recognize the frustration of a man who cannot get what he wants. Who cannot get the girl he wanted to do it with. It comes to the point that they banned him, not until he fixes himself, and gathers himself together. A starved dog would eat anything on sight, but a man who is parched? Would want nothing but water, and you are that water. You are his water.

He tried. He really tried. To respect whatever you told him to. At least he did, until he saw someone flirting with you, and watched as you flirted back. He can't have his water be tainted by another man. Even if you are poisoned, he'd rather be killed by having you, than sharing you with another, or choosing a look alike.

Toxic be damned, when did he become or acted morally right. He'll just apologize after, maybe once he is inside you and whispering how sorry he was, breathing hard at the crook of your neck, as he feels you flutter around his cock. So soft. So warm.

God, he is terrible.

[seeliemansi]

Task Force 141 in Making You Pregnant

warning: MDNI, NONCON, FORCE PREGNANCY, GASLIGHTING, MANIPULATION, AND THE LIKES

John Price is not even subtle at it. He will intentionally make you forget to take your pills. Gaslights you into thinking that missing a pill will not make any difference. Until that one time became two times, and way too often than unintentionally. He would also often forget to pull out or use protection. He was just way too tired, okay?

Gaz would be the very responsible one. The schedule of your pills is synced on his calendar. Everyday will send you an update before taking your pills or if he is busy, will send a reminder way earlier, reminding you not to forget it and have an alarm. But let's say, he wanted to impregnate you so badly but you made it clear you are not ready yet. My guy would lie to you and gaslight you into thinking that both of you had been very careful and contraceptives are not 100% way not to get pregnant, right? So don't worry, he will be here with you. However, little did you know that once you're too tired to notice, he will make sure come inside. He would also put holes in the condoms you were using if you can't have pills. You have your suspicions but Gaz is way too kind and a gentleman to do something this low so you scratch it off as you being unlucky.

Soap doesn't know to be subtle, doesn't know how to convince you, he is just straight up desperate and whinny. When he is close, he would whine and complain about how the rubber is constraining his dick and it hurts and he doesn't enjoy it. How it would be so delicious to feel his dick skin to skin with your gummy walls. On how he would shudder in pleasure because you're so warm with the way you will grip him inside. Just imagine the feel of him in you, the way he will pulse and twitch. Do you not want to feel that? He would pant, he would lick, he would be so insistent that you can't help but just agree with him and let him be. He's just way too pushy and adorable, how can you say no to him?

Ghost does not care whether you allowed him to or not. He would use protection, most of the time not. If you try to drink pills, he doesn't care but would also get upset if you drink it in front of him. It would come to the point that he will replace your pills with a placebo just to see how you will react once you find out you were knocked up by him. He does care but the way you look desperate sometimes would turn him on. The way you will cling to him, be dependent, oh how that defeated expression of yours hardens his cock, more than your lips on him.