#5k Event

[bunnis-monsters]

A bunny hybrid reader that notices a male fox hybrid following them and watching from a far. Naturally you get nervous cause foxes prey on bunnies! But it turns out he’s very shy and wants to court a cute chubby bunny but doesn’t know how to. Maybe he’s also a soft dom with praise kink? 🤭

NSFW

warning: chasing(slight predator/prey?), breeding, praise kink

You had felt eyes on you since the moment you entered the forest you usually collected herbs from. It wasn’t exactly unusual to feel watched considering many other hybrids called the forest home… but today it felt… different.

You spotted a fleck or red, the shade making your fight or flight kick in.

Instantly you began sprinting, dropping your basket and booking it back to your cabin. You didn’t dare turn around, your poor heart racing as your fluffy bunny ears picked up the sound of running behind you.

“W-wait!”

You cried out in fear at the sound of your pursuer calling for you to stop, shaking your head. “N-no, go away!”

You reached your home, quickly locking your door and peering out the peep hole as your fluffy cotton tail twitched nervously.

There was a fox hybrid outside on your porch, sniffing the air and rubbing his face against every surface he could… was he leaving his scent there for later?

“Please come out… I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to talk.”

This happened nearly every day for a month. The fox chased you, nearly running you over before you got into your cottage at the end of the day.

That was until you weren’t fast enough.

The fox had been studying the way you move, when you took the shortest of breaks to catch your breath, and when you quickened your pace again to get away. Bunnies were masters at escaping… but foxes were very smart.

You knew something was different this time. Call it instinct, call it just coincidence, but you noticed that he wasn’t running after you as fast as usual… and his eyes were following your every movement the entire time.

Like he already knew he was going to catch you… it was just a matter of time.

You were too slow as you turned a corner, slipping on some pine straw and crashing to the ground. In seconds he was on top of you, and all you could do was close your eyes and hoped he killed you quickly…

But his jaws never closed around your neck. After a few moments of silence, you opened your eyes to see him butting his head against you affectionately, his tail swaying behind him.

His eyes were half lidded, staring down at you with infatuation and adoration.

“I’ve finally got you, little bunny.”

He was absolutely glued to your side now, clinging tightly to you as you hesitantly made your way home. The fox seemed absolutely smitten, sometimes softly nipping at your fluffy ears or neck, startling you.

“So pretty… you smell so, so good…”

After dinner he curled up with you, his fluffy tail swaying as he kept rubbing his scent on your neck. Could he tell that you were close to your heat? Is that why he had become interested in you?

“I’ve wanted you for so long… you’re cute and just the softest thing I’ve ever seen… but it’s hard approaching a bunny when you’re a fox.”

Your cheeks heated up as he pressed against you, your cotton tail wagging furiously when his bulge rubbed against your clothed cunt.

It wasn’t long until your next heat cycle, and it was clear that he knew it too. He continued to purr as he grabbed hold of your hips, guiding your bunny cunt over his bulge slowly.

When you let out a stifled whine, he smiled, giving your soft bunny ear a nibble. “Mmm, that’s a good girl. You’re so soft and pretty, let me take care of you, sweetheart…”

Within seconds he had your panties off, his fingers stretching your whole. As they pumped in and out of you, his lips met yours in a needy kiss.

His tongue explores your mouth, entangling with yours. It was hard to think with all these new sensations…

“Come on, bunny… lemme see that pretty pussy of yours, hmm?”

You shyly opened your legs, and he moved to position his cock at your entrance. At this point you were whining and bucking your hips, ready to be mated.

It was reassuring when he held onto your hand as his cock sunk into your fat bunny cunt, his face burying itself into your neck.

“F-fuck, so good… god…”

His grip on your hips tightened, the soft flesh warm against his hand. He’d never had something so soft and cute underneath him… you were amazing…

It felt too good, his cock was rubbing and touching all of the best spots, making your clit throb. As soon as he noticed, he moved his hand to rub circles around your clit while he picked up speed.

As he fucked into you, whining into your neck, he said the cutest things.

“I love you… love you so much, so fucking pretty…” he blubbered, his teeth grazing against your neck before he bit you.

“G-gonna… gonna knock you up, okay? Gonna be my cute little mate…”

Those words had your walls fluttering around him, your toes curling as the two of you came together.

After coming down from your respective highs, he became a bit shy again, giving your cheek a tentative lick. “You did well, pretty girl…”

You simply butted your head against him affectionately, returning his soft purrs.

Now, you had a mate, a sweet one at that. You didn’t have to worry about other bunnies bothering you when a fox called your cottage home.

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[animeomegas]

I hope you continue to heal nicely, monarch!😘❤️❤️

5K?!! WHAT A SLAYYYYY SO MANY YEARS OF HARDWORK AND DESICATION❤️❤️❤️ Cheers 🥂

Now out of these three (Sasuke, Neji, Itachi) who do you think loves Non-sexual acts of submission the most? 👀 Hard question I know I know🤭🤭

(Thank you! And yes, omg, I can't believe it's been so long!! Thank you so much for still being around after all these years <3 I really appreciate your support!!)

MOST

Itachi - Of course, Itachi lives for nonsexual submission! Canon Itachi would live in subspace 100% of the time, if he could, and even non-massacre Itachi dabbles on occasion. He likes kneeling and serving and caretaking and cleaning, anything activity you could think of for nonsexual submission, he's down for it.

"How are you doing down there, pretty boy?" You gently ran your hand around Itachi's face, watching as his glazed eyes jumped up to meet yours. He was kneeling at your feet, happily resting against your thigh.

"Hmmm, good," he murmured. You scratched the back of his neck affectionately and listened to him purr.

You had another hour until you had to run some errands for Pein, but you were content to leave him under for just a little bit longer, chasing the peace of mind that he so rarely got.

Neji - Neji isn't super into nonsexual submission, but what he is into is sexually charged submission. For example, baring his neck to you in the bath, letting you manhandle him out of the way when you're both in the kitchen, overpowering him with your scent. That kind of stuff.

Sasuke - Sasuke isn't into nonsexual submission in the traditional sense. I mean, I guess he's down for things that make his life easier, that you could technically see as non sexual submission. He's happy for you to choose and lay out his clothes for him, or order for him at a restaurant, things like that. It's a little more passive, than submissive though.

LEAST

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Okay! The final count for the Event goes as follows, and if you'd like to see small descriptions of each upcoming drabble, I updated the 5k Masterlist w. that as well as titles.

Capt. Price: 5 total

Simon: 5 total

Gaz: 7 total

Soap: 7 total

Keegan: 4 total

Hesh: 2 total

Capt. MacTavish: 7 total

Roach: 2 total

Alex Keller: 1 total

Alejandro: 1 total

Rudy: 1 total

Graves: 2 total

Krueger: 1 total

All 141: 2 total

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[rob-pattinson]

LIL NAS X 2023 | Met Gala, “Karl Lagerfeld: A Line Of Beauty” (May 1)

[lizlovestofangirl]

apparently oscar barely cuts his nails so imagine us refusing to let him finger us unless he trims them

letter from liz... sorry this took so long! i was trying to figure out what i am comfortable writing and i have settled on fade to black/suggestive and descriptions but no actual smut. hope this is still close to what you wanted though <3

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oscar was so desperate for you. he had been away for a race and then his flight got delayed so he hadn't seen you in a week. he had behaved himself while he sat next to you, eating the dinner you had cooked, and even while you were getting ready for bed, slipping out of your jeans and top and into one of his big shirts. once you had made your way to bed, he started to kiss your jaw and down your neck, his hands traveling further and further down as the minutes passed. "please, baby," he begged.

"lemme see," you whispered, taking his hands into yours to examine his nails. "no, too long," you decided. "sex, then?" he asked. "no, baby, we're both too tired. just get some rest, we have all day and all night tomorrow." he sighed and moved from hovering over you to resting next to you. he pulled you to lay on top of him, effectively switching your positions. "fine, tomorrow." you smiled and kissed his cheek, already starting to nod off.

the next day, his nails were trimmed. nothing would stop him from getting what he wanted, you.

[ficwip]

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[sixosix]

hello six! since you put it on your example, can I request izuku, a charger, but fluff? :3 congrats on 5k!

a/n 1k words !!! anon sent this back in march…its now july… thank you so much anon! sorry i got to this late

5K EVENT SPECIAL | EVENT MASTERLIST

"Seriously? None of you have one? Not even you, Denki?"

Kaminari inspects your phone from all angles, humming. He eyes your charging port distrustfully. "No? What even is this?"

You bury your knuckle on his head. "Dipshit. It's a phone. A phone that's about to die because you fried my charger trying to blow your hair this morning."

Kaminari winces. "Oohh..."

"Hey." Ashido claps a hand on your shoulder, sympathetic. "I'm sorry, but that idiot's right, ya'know? This model is outdated."

Bakugou is about to walk past when he plucks the phone from your grasp and then studies it intently. His eyes narrow.

You beam up at him, hopeful. "Do you have one, Bakugou?"

He throws it back at you, and you fumble to catch it. "Nah. Deku's got the same one, though. The nerd will let you borrow one."

And then he leaves, just like that. You're not sure if you should yell at him for risking your phone or kiss him on the cheek for presenting a ray of hope that came in the form of Midoriya Izuku.

Ashido's eyes turn sly. "Oh? Midoriya, huh? Looks like you'll have to..."

You slap a hand over her mouth. Kaminari perks up, his expression a visible representation of his brain lagging behind.

"Hafta what?" he asks in a whisper.

"Nothing!" you squeak out before Ashido could say anything. "Nothing at all. Mina, you're acting weird. I'm just gonna borrow a charger from my classmate. What's so strange about that? Nothing at all."

Ashido giggles. "Right, right. Make sure you don't stay longer than three minutes, or else I'll just assume you're stealing a ki—"

"God! Seriously. My phone's about to die! I should go now. Bye, Denki. I hate you, Mina."

You pad away, phone clutched in a death grip as Ashido's laughter echoes in the hallway. Of course. Of course, Midoriya would be the only one in the class with the same charger as you because that makes sense. Your long-term crush would be the only person, obviously. Right. Duh.

You have a suspicion that Bakugou is aware of this crush of yours, and Midoriya isn't the only one who has the same type of charger, but you'd rather take Midoriya than--god forbid--Mineta. Bakugou can play Cupid if he wants.

You knock softly. "Midoriya?"

Once, twice, and the door swings open right away halfway through the third one. You and Midoriya stare at each other for a startled moment. Midoriya gapes, mouth dropping open almost comically.

"Y/N!" he exclaims.

"Hi," you mutter. "Sorry, did I disturb you?"

Midoriya glances back at his room. You follow his gaze, falling on his desk with a single lamp lighting the room, directed at notebooks and pens spread about. He must've been studying.

Midoriya turns back to you with a soft smile. "No, don't worry. Did you need something?"

"Oh, yeah." You show him your phone, wishing to every deity out there that he doesn't notice how your hands are trembling. "Denki fried my charger, and my phone's about to die. Do you have one for this model?"

Midoriya's fingers brush your skin as he takes your phone to inspect it himself. You thank All Might and his mother that Midoriya's too busy with your phone to notice that you're steaming, positively overwhelmed by this proximity. You've never been close to Midoriya like this before. He smells like freshly pulled laundry, his warmth emanating even at this distance. You find yourself gravitating, inching slightly closer.

Midoriya looks back up again. Your noses nearly touch. You both jump back.

"Sorry!" you both cry out. 

"Um." Midoriya's face is beet red. "I do have the same model."

You knew that, obviously. You move to reach for your phone, eager to leave before you do anything else stupid and embarrass yourself further. "Thanks a lot, Midoriya. You're heaven-sent."

But Midoriya rears back. "Would you like to come inside?"

...What?

Midoriya wilts. "I—I mean, unless you want to charge in your own room, I was just— Well, that makes more sense, actually. Nevermind. Forget I—"

You brush past Midoriya, saying, "Sorry for the intrusion!"

As your eyes take in the alarming cluster of All Might merchandise, you belatedly register the door clicking shut behind you. Midoriya bounds over to his bed, pulling out his charger. He makes a show of plugging it into your phone and displaying how your phone brightens.

"Thank you, Midoriya." You sigh and cradle your now-charging phone in your arms, like handling a wounded child. "I might have to go out later to buy a new one so I don't bother you again."

Midoriya laughs, settling back on his chair, but he faces you. "I don't mind, really. You can visit here anytime."

You don't see why you must 'visit anytime' when you can bring his charger to your room, but you wouldn't want to overstep when he's already lending you his things. And there's really no downside to it aside from your impending doom of humiliation; you wouldn't take down the offer of rooming alone with your crush. Not when he smells so nice, and he’s giving his undivided attention to you.

"So..." You set your phone aside. "Is that Preset Mic's seatwork?"

Midoriya glances over his shoulder, smiling sheepishly. "Yeah. I wanted to finish everything today."

"Do you mind teaching me?" you blurt out.

Midoriya blinks owlishly.

"I-If you want, I mean! I'll pay you back or something—"

Midoriya slides his chair closer to where you're sitting, beaming. "Sure. While your phone charges."

"Yeah," you say faintly. "Yeah. While my phone charges."

You stumble into Bakugou on your way out of Midoriya’s room, giddy and floaty, like Uraraka’s touched you with all ten fingers and left you to rot in space. You muffle a squeal as soon as the door’s shut. Bakugou arches a suspicious brow, looking at you up and down like you’ve done something particularly scandalous.

“What?�� you ask defensively.

Bakugou huffs, smirking. “You took your sweet time there.”

“He offered for me to stay while I waited for my phone to charge.” And then you stick your tongue out for good measure.

“As if. Deku uses a faster charger. Your phone should’ve been done five hours ago, dumbass.”

[kitten4sannie]

♪ 5k followers event: pick a song ♪

i really never thought i would make it to a milestone like this when i first made this blog ;^; thank you all for making me feel at home in the atiny community :3 and ofc thank you so very much for the love, support, and feedback i’ve received thus far!! it means the entire world to me <3333 and without further ado, let’s get the event started, shall we? as someone who injects music into their veins on the daily, i thought this would be really fun hehe the possibilities are endlessssss,, i will be doing multiple fics for my bias line + my wreckers bc i am insane and if i receive more requests after the slots are filled i will do my best to incorporate some of the details of your requests into the fics i’ll be working on ✨

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send me a song and the member of your choice:

example: “hey i wanted to request possessive/jealous bf! san + “please, please, please” by sabrina carpenter :) i would love for there to be some light angst and fluff. as for kinks can there be spit/cum play and lots of praise? <3”

↓ requests now closed ↓

✮ san (3/3)

♪ possessive/toxic san + bloodsport by sleep token + demon au ♪

♪ mean dom san + judas by lady gaga ♪

♪ psychopath san + psycho by muse ♪

✮ yunho (2/2)

♪ soft bf yunho + stupid in love by max feat. yujin ♪

♪ soft dom yunho + after hours by kehlani ♪

✮ wooyoung (2/2)

♪ rich husband wooyoung + would you mind by janet jackson ♪

♪ jealous mean dom wooyoung + agora hills by doja cat + idol/manager au ♪

✮ mingi (2/2)

♪ toxic dom mingi + lethal woman by dove cameron ♪

♪ lovestruck bf mingi + wanna be yours by arctic monkeys ♪

✮ seonghwa (2/2)

♪ dom hwa + soulmates au + vore by sleep token ♪

♪ possessive toxic seonghwa + but daddy i love him by taylor swift + biker au ♪

✮ hongjoong (2/2)

♪ cowboy joong + miles on it by marshmallow feat. kane ♪

♪ love drunk simp joong + ruby by woozi ♪

✮ yeosang (2/2)

♪ soft bf yeosang + desire by ateez ♪

♪ yeosang + cruel summer by taylor swift + childhood friends to strangers to lovers ♪

✮ jongho (2/2)

♪ dilf jongho + (song tba) + mafia au ♪

♪ needy jongho + nerdy by purple kiss + college au ♪

✮ woosan (1/1)

♪ dom woosan + please me by bruno mars feat. cardi b ♪

✮ yungi (1/1)

♪ love crazed yungi + eclipse by josh makazo + love triangle au ♪

✮ seongjoong (1/1)

♪ possessive dom seongjoong + house of balloons by the weekend ♪

✮ yeojong (1/1)

♪ dilf athletes yeojong + woo by rihanna + stripper au ♪

[novella-november]

For the record, I've gotten another ask that is complaining that I am encouraging people to branch out and experiment with original fiction vs fanfiction for the short story events -- that is to say, the events that consist of four, 5k short stories in a month, NOT me telling people they have to write 30k original words in November. If you read it that way, please go back and re-read the original posts.

It has part of this blog from day 1 that fanfiction is not only included and embraced in this challenge alongside technical and non-fiction writing, and if you take me encouraging people to also give original fiction *a try* on one of the mini challenges as a personal attack of some kind, I'm not sure what to say.... except I'm not going to have my inbox filled with this.

Re-read my biggest, top post, where I literally included Fanfiction and technical, non-fiction writing as fully fledged options on the literal announcement post of this blog.

I do not hate fanfiction, I do not look down on fanfiction, and I read and write plenty of it myself.

Suggesting that people might consider writing a short original story for one of the 5k a week challenges is not me attacking fanfiction or fanfiction writers, because I literally am one.

I am not going to be engaging in any further asks that act like I am browbeating or guilting people into not writing fanfiction or that I am "looking down on fanfiction writers".

I've responded privately to probably a dozen different blogs who asked about fanfiction since this blog began and forgot those dozen responses weren't visible to the rest of Tumblr, so it looked like the only times I had mentioned it at all were when I got asked twice in 24 hours about it.

Its been on the announcement post of this blog since day one that fanfiction is allowed along with any other form of writing.

If you are mad at me for encouraging people to give original writing a try for a writing contest alongside fanfiction then idk man 🤷

[actuallysaiyan]

CONGRATS ON 5K!!!!! I wanted to request NSFW prompt 3 with person A being Trunks from DBZ and person B being the reader, thank you so much and again - congrats on 5k you deserve it more than anyone <3

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, rough sex, Trunks being horny

It’s been a long time since you’ve seen him. He works hard to keep the planet safe. Trunks does all he can to make sure you’re never in any immediate danger. He fell in love with you almost immediately, and he knows he’s never going to want to lose you if he can keep you secure. When he comes home, he knows he needs intimacy to keep him sane.

What Trunks doesn’t realize is how needy he feels when he does come home…

It comes on fast, but he’s good at repressing it as much as he can. Trunks hugs you and kisses you, relishing in the way you just fit so good in his arms. With your scent being greedily inhaled by the Saiyan, you could tell that he was feeling riled up. Through heated kisses, light groping and some deep growls rumbling through Trunks, he didn’t keep his feelings completely hidden.

His large hands push you back onto the bed, and Trunks uses his brute force to rip the clothing off of you. Soft protests are hushed by a rough kiss from your Saiyan lover.

“Don’t worry about it, baby.” He tells you as he slides two of his fingers into you. This renders you almost speechless. “I’ll buy you anything you want.”

It’s not long before he towers over you as he puts you into the perfect mating position. It takes so little coaxing for him to slide into you, panting as he finally bottoms out. He grips your waist, pulling you in deeper for every harsh thrust. You’re mewling and whimpering as he takes his frustrations of being away for so long on you. The pain and pleasure mix in such a divine way, rendering you breathless. Your brain slowly turns to mush with every thrust.

“Pretty little baby’s all fucked out, huh?” He asks as he pulls out, and guides you onto your hands and knees. 

He spreads your asscheeks, spitting on your already wet cunt. With one quick movement, he’s balls deep inside of you and he begins that heavy and rough pace he had earlier. You swear you can see stars dancing in your vision as your orgasm builds even more. You try to warn Trunks that you’re coming, but it all comes out in blubbering and whimpering.

“Haah~ ‘m gonna— oh shit! Oh fuck!” you cry out, your body shaking and shuddering as the first few waves of your orgasm crash over you.

Trunks smirks, but he knows he can fuck you even harder to make you even more fucked stupid. He’s a man on a mission now. He pins you to the mattress, fucking you even harder as you ride out your orgasm. Your eyes roll back and a pitiful sob comes from you.

“Feel good?” Trunks teases.

You moan out, your mouth now covered in drool as Trunks fucks you with reckless abandon. He wants you so dumb for him. It turns him on like nothing else does. And with a few more thrusts, you’re crying out and moaning his name.

Trunks slaps your ass, “That’s it, honey. Keep telling me how good it feels.”

You whine at the pain mixing with the pleasure once more, and a string of curses fall from your lips as Trunks tugs on your hair, making you clamp down on him even tighter.

“What was that? Speak up, baby.”

You swallow hard and lick your lips, “Oh fuck…oh shit! Hnnng baby, ‘m so—fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!”

Another smirk spreads on his face. You’re now well on your way to be fucked stupid. That was his goal and he would meet it. He was always so determined, after all…

[bunnis-monsters]

What about a princess bunny-hybrid! reader (chubby like always) that has a secret romantic affair with a wolf-hybrid knight?

Nothing too original lmao but.... Maybe NSFW involved, please?

NSFW

warning: dubcon, somno, breeding, pregnancy

You had always been taken care of with a tender hand, your wolf!hybrid knight never letting you feel alone or afraid for even a second.

He absolutely adored you, that was clear to anyone that watched him interact with you for more than a minute… but unfortunately for your poor knight, you were oblivious to his romantic affections.

That was until the day your knight went into rut. Usually, he locked himself away from the world, not wanting to harm anyone… especially you.

But this time he had been on guard duty, staying by your side constantly due to a recent assassination attempt.

So when he watched over you sleeping, defenseless body as he stroked his fat cock, knotting his hand, he couldn’t help but gently press his tip to your tongue that poked out of you mouth.

It was straight up sinful. Knights were supposed to protect the purity of their princess and make sure they remained untainted… but here he was, using your thighs to get off as you snoozed peacefully.

It wasn’t long before that wasn’t enough. Your knight watched you like a predator watched its prey.

But you weren’t afraid. Your fluffy bunny ears twitched happily every time you saw him. After all, the two of you had been close since childhood.

“H-hey, you sure this is okay?”

Your knight licked your neck, your bottom lifted in the air and cotton tail wagging furiously as his cock rubbed against your bunny cunt.

“Of course it is, princess… just… trust me okay..?”

He panted, his tail swaying as he pressed against your tight hole. “Be a good girl for me, I always take care of you, don’t I?”

That was the first time he sunk his cock into your pretty pussy, starting off your love affair.

You’d think as a knight he would already be protective enough, but it only increased tenfold now that the two of you were mates.

He was able to keep it a secret for a while, excusing the issue of scenting you by saying it was for protection, and mating you in secret.

It got a bit harder when your belly started to swell with his pups and all you wanted to do was nest and be mated.

“Mmm!!”

He sighed as you tugged on his shirt, your chubby cheeks puffed out. His hand immediately moved to rest on your swollen belly as he began to groom you.

“What is it, my princess?”

You only whined at him some more, pulling him to your nest. These days he had been spoiling you rotten, unable to leave his precious mate upset in the slightest.

“Wanna mate…”

Your fluffy bunny ears twitches as you tried to get into a position so he could mount you, but lying on your belly wasn’t an option.

He quickly grabbed you by the hips, laying you on your side. “Shh, shh, careful now, my princess… you’re carrying our pups, okay?”

The feeling of his fingers slipping into your fat cunt made your cotton tail wag furiously, and his own tail began to thump against the bed.

“That feels good, princess? Sweet girl getting all wet got me, huh?”

Being stretched out just enough for his cock to slip into you made your body shudder. If he could, your mate would keep you on his knot all day…

Soft whimpers left your lips as he tried to be gentle with you, the tight grip on his hips telling you how much he was restraining himself from pounding into your sweet pussy.

Your scent was so intense now that you were pregnant, he couldn’t help knotting you within minutes. If anyone knew how often he had the princess of their kingdom blubbering in pleasure as he bounces you on his knot, they’d be shocked.

His claw circled your swollen belly. In reality, he feared his pups may be persecuted once they were born due to him not being of royal blood…

“My princess… I love you more than anything, you know… but some people wouldn’t want us to be together.”

The fog keeping your mind fuzzy cleared at his words, and your eyes twitched nervously. “Why? I love you, you’re my mate…”

You were too innocent, unaware of the implications of being impregnated by a commoner like him.

“I am, my princess… but they want to take you away from me. They are beginning to become suspicious of your growing belly and our close relationship…”

When tears began to fall down your chubby cheeks, he cursed under his breath. He felt terrible for being so selfish, putting you in harms way because he wanted something he wasn’t supposed to have… you.

“N-no, I wanna stay with you! You’re all I know…”

As you cried and sniffled, he licked your cheek before pulling you closer to him.

“Shh, shh… oh my love, don’t you know I am your knight? No need for years, they can never take you away from me. I will fight for our love until my body gives out.”

He sat up, causing you to whine and reach for him. “My love, if you want us to stay together, we must leave before your pregnancy is uncovered.”

Your bunny ears flicked, and you looked up at him with your teary eyes. “Are you asking me to run away with you?”

He pulled you to your feet, helping you stand on your wobbly, post breeding session legs.

“Will you?”

You answered by clinging to him and butting your head against him affectionately. After scooping you up, he covered your soft cheeks in kisses before setting you on your bed.

“Sleep, my dear. I’ll take care of all of the preparations.”

With that, he tucked you in, leaving the room to prepare for your future together.

He would have you, and no one would get in the way of his love for his princess.

After all, a knight was supposed to protect his princess and make sure they remained happy.

And you were happy in his arms…

Part 2?

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[animeomegas]

Hi Amy! I've got one. Who's most likely to keep a plushie (with their alpha's scent on it) in their nest at all times. Between Itachi, Kakashi and Iruka🤔

(Hey! This ask is so cute 🥺)

MOST

Itachi - He's the only one on the list that actually keeps some plushies in his nest as a standard, and he also loves his nest to be heavily scented.

You were relaxing on your bed when Itachi gently exited from the adjoining nesting room, one of his plushies in hand. It was Yoru, the little teddy bear you'd won him at a festival early into your courting. Itachi slid onto the bed next to you.

"He's empty," he said softly, adjusting the red ribbon around Yoru's neck. "Scent him for me, please?"

Kakashi - Kakashi does not like plushies, but he does love his nest to be filled with his alpha's scent, so I've put him here, in the middle.

"Kakashi, have you seen my jumper? The black one I wore yesterday?"

Kakashi purposefully didn't meet your eyes. "Hmm, no."

"So, if I go into your nest, I'm not going to find it there?"

"I can't imagine why such a thing would be true."

You just sighed, knowing there was no winning once he got his hands on your clothes. "Fine, but I'm raiding something from your wardrobe."

Iruka - He doesn't like plushies in his nest, nor does he like too much of his alpha's scent (unless he's in heat), so Iruka finds himself here at the bottom.

LEAST

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Congrats on passing 5k followers, you really deserve every one of them!! I'd love to see a little blurb about reader finding out former bf/husband Graves didn't actually die. Whether she was 141, shadows or just a civilian doesn't really matter too much to me, whatever strikes you with the most ideas haha! Thank you! 😁

—Sleeping On The Porch

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 5k Drabble Masterlist ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ ❝ [As it turns out, your husband never really died. It's safe to say you're not overjoyed.] ❞

You stare at him from the entrance of the door, eye twitching at the bouquet of flowers as the night air settles in. 

Phillip’s face is tight with tension. 

“C’mon, Sweetheart,” he chuffs a fake laugh through his accent. “Surprise.”

Your lips don’t utter a peep. 

The man is worse for wear—his face patched with bandages and his clothes showing the bulk of wrappings underneath. He’d been gone for months; gone from you, your home, your bed. You had thought he had died.  

Seeing him here now didn’t have the same effect you thought it would. Your eyes spark with pure rage. 

“Hey, now,” Phillip tries to move forward but stops himself when your face contorts into a snarl, blinking quickly and holding up his free hand—your wedding band still wrapped around his finger. No word or calls…does he think you’re just going to forgive him for this? “Don't…don’t be like that, now, Doll. I’m home! How about you let me in and we can talk it all out over some dinner, alright? I’ll do all the cooking, you don’t even worry about it.” 

Your body is utterly stone, and his silver tongue won’t work on you this time. 

Without a kiss or a word to him, you slam the door right in his face. Locking it deftly, you wash your hands of it and turn on your heel as the pounding on the wood starts up, the delicate calls of your name before the handle is tried and found immobile. 

“Sweetheart?!” His voice is muffled as you walk up the stairs to your bedroom—because it was your bedroom now, and it would be until that man knew how to grovel properly. He’s lucky he’s sleeping on the porch and not the street. “I…It’s cold out here, y’know!” A pause before the man hears the echo of a shutting door from far inside. The shadow of his boots shifts. “...I brought you flowers…”

In the early morning, you sneak down, still in pajamas, and your feet bare to the hardwood below you. Padding over, you quietly unlock the door with the intent to peek out to see if your husband is still there. 

Peeling the door back just a smidge, you blink at the absence of anyone. For a moment you wonder if it was just a dream, but then you step outside and spot the sleeping figure on the porch swing. 

On his back, Phillip rests, your flowers atop his chest like a child as the bend of his elbow covers the man’s eyes to allow him a longer sleep. You bink, sighing long and low as your head shakes. 

Walking over, you look down at him as his chest slowly rises and falls—the slight shiver from the early morning chill. You don’t feel back about this; about making sleep outside like a dog. By your accounts it was the least he deserved and, in fact, a very merciful fate.

Looking at his broken body, you shift your gaze away before the pain in your chest comes back. Damn him. 

But it’s only when you look back that you notice that his arm has shifted farther up his head—resting now on his hairline as he looks up at you softly. 

“M’sorry,” he breathes, face open and lips being bitten for a moment before he looks away from you. Your hands wrap your waist. 

There will be no warmth from you—not now. 

“You’re going to have to do more than just say that, Phillip Graves.” His blue eyes are heavy with guilt, but he nods nonetheless. 

There was a long road to go.

[happypeachsludgeflower]

I don’t always make Feng Xin suffer, but when I do? God do I make that man suffer. He’s just my little meow meow and I want to see him cry 🥸

[rob-pattinson]

ANDREW GARFIELD, ZENDAYA, KE HUY QUAN 2023 | 29th Annual Screen Actors Guild Awards, Los Angeles (February 26)