#He probably feels bad that he couldn't save Socks from the bites

[pushing500]

The Tumblr poll has spoken!!

Great timing, Randy. Appreciate it. 🙄

He doesn't wanna talk about it. (in his defense it was very dark)

The second time's the charm, it seems! No more fungus zombie infection to worry about for now.

I think Laursen is feeling a little overprotective of his fellow cultists after the close call we've had, bless his heart <3

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[tomurawr44]

I have a request!!

Shiggy wins reader the giant plushie she wanted from the claw game of the arcade (he says it’s all rigged but she begs him to help her because he seems like the type to be good at these games “hey, what’s that supposed to mean?!”) and she watches his slender fingers skillfully move the controls and he wins the derpy giant plushie for her in one try.

But then she can’t stop thinking about how those fingers would feel inside of her, and wants to reward him…he’s probably the type to be into knee socks and plaid mini skirts…and she did want to thank him for the plushie…she’s going to rock this virgin’s world.

(Go wild with NSFW plz we’re all a bunch of perverts)

A/N: is it too tmi if i say i did what happened in this fic irl

Warnings: nsfw!! hand kink..finger suckling, face fucking, dangerous sex..

"So close...!" you groaned as you saw the plush fall out of the claw machine again, whining against the glass you pressed against the glass with your fingers clawing at it, sliding down before you rested against the controller. "Why even bother? all these claw machines are rigged y'know." he'd speak up, sipping on his drink while he watched you bent over the machine and crying about some ugly plushie. he was confused and thought you were stupid. as per usual.

"you don't get it! I need this thing and i need it now!" you whined like an immature brat as you stared at it, it was a derpy off brand hatsune miku plush, and it made you want to cry with frustration, with only a few coins left. you turned to him as he scoffed, his irritation only growing. "your blowing all your money on something we could get online for cheap." he stated while he looked around, you knew you looked ridiculous, you knew that you could just buy it but the experience, memories and the challenge is what makes it such a memorable piece to remember. that's why you wanted it so bad, plus, it was hatsune miku, who wouldn't want a hatsune miku plush? but he couldn't lie he found it a little funny. "besides, i could win that easy peasy, there's a bunch of tips i got from online." your eyes lit up upon hearing that, of course Tomura of all people knew how to beat a game meant for kids.

with the clack of your shoe against the floor, you gripped onto him by his shoulders with a pleading pout. "please Tomura please! i-I'll do anything i swear! I'll give you anything you want or a reward for getting me that plush!" you pointed at the derpy miku as he tried to hide the blush on his cheeks, anything he wants? a reward? life couldn't be any damn sweeter for him, and he gets to finally show off cool stuff he's saved from the internet. he pulls out his phone and looks for the tutorial video again before he places coins against the slot and the game music started beeping again.

he moved his fingers delicately, trying not to decay the machine as he fiddled with the joystick almost randomly as he rapidly tapped on the button, the way he handled the machine and the way his slender fingers moved against it made you bite your lip a little as you watched him, a dork in his natural environment. you could see his focused reflection in the glass of the machine as you snapped a quiet pic, god he's adorable. you watched him fail before he angrily put in more coins, rocking the machine a little as he handled it more roughly, mumbling curses while he tried for that miku plush again, the way he was so quick and rough made you stare a little longer than intended before you heard the victory music and the plush gently fall into the slot. a wide smile appearing on your face, he couldn't lie, it found it rather..cute.

"YES! yes! Thank you so much Tomura! i love it so much you don't even—" he stopped you with a cocky grin. he looked so nerdy doing this. "yeah, whatever. what's my reward?" you pause to think over it before you just smiled at him and locked arms. "a hug." was what you said but what really wanted to leave your lips was alot more than just a 'hug.' you could feel your underwear stick to your panties as you let out a small huff, smiling softly at him, poor boy doesn't know what's coming. he kept walking as he truly thought his reward for showing off his awesome hand-eye-coordination was just a hug. "I'll get Kurogiri to warp us home, he isn't home right now so i guess you can hangout awhile longer."

perfect.

when you arrived and stepped out of the purple fog, at the dingy bar, there was no one keeping it and it was empty as always, Tomura led you to his messy room as he plopped down on the bed and watched you cuddle the derpy miku plush. "why do you even like it so much?" he questioned while he ran his fingers against his neck while eyed you up and down with a curious look. "it's ugly, but cute, ugly cute y'know?" you giggled softly before putting it aside and crawling closer to him. "You still waiting on that reward?" you whispered as you wrapped your fingers around his wrist and brought his open hand to your breast. he immediately got the message and nodded his head reaching for his gloves before you stopped him. "no, not yet."

"what the hell do you mean 'not yet'? are you suicidal or something?" he looked at you as if you were stupid before you only giggled and brough his hands together, dropping his right one before you pressed the tips of his left fingers against your lips. "Maybe, not really thinking with my head here." you whispered before you parted your lips and licked them, watching him shiver before you began to slide his middle and pointer finger in and letting your tongue play against them. you let out a few soft moans as he watched you with eyes blown wide. his cock aching painfully against his jeans as he let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. "wh-what the hell are you doing..? i-..you know that-" He was cut off by the sound of you pulling away with a small pant, letting the pade of his fingers rest against the flat and soft surface of your tongue. "can't I appreciate these pretty hands in peace?" you chuckled. "You can't appreciate them if i dust you.."

"but you won't, right pretty boy?" is what you whispered before you slid his fingers back into your mouth, sucking on them like you would with a cock as you even pulled them barely all the way out before you swirled your tongue against the tips before sliding it all the way back in, letting drool leak down your throat as you maintained eye contact with him. he tried to reach down and undo his buttons, grabbing his dick and pulling it out as he jacked off to the sight of you doing that to him, letting out small moans and biting his dry lips while he stroked himself to the sight. "i-i fucking knew you were kinky but..this is new.." he tried to match his pace to your mouth as he felt like absolute heaven.

you pulled away just before he was about to cum, letting his fingers barely connect to your lips with a string of drool before you pulled him to stand up while you got on your knees. you saw him put on his gloves before he let his pants pool around his ankles as he shoved his needy cock into your throat. "G-gah! if this is– wh-what i get for winning...!" he groaned as he thrust into your mouth, grinding against you every now and then. "Fuck- take me to the arcade every weekend- please! let me win for you..!" he babbled as he thrust into your face, his cock sliding against your tongue as you tuned him out a long time ago and let him use you like a fleshlight. it didn't take long for him to shove himself as deep as he could down your throat before cumming, giving you no option to spit out or swallow, besides, who would be spitting him out? certainly not you. he panted as he twitched in your throat, watching you pant as he pulled away and let his saliva soaked dick rest on your face as it leaked remnants of his load onto your cheek.

"What do i get for buying you a cosplay?" he whispered as he looked down at you with a crooked smile, his cock pulsing on your face as you smiled back. this was going to be one..long and spoiled night for you. don't tell All For One why he blew his allowance on clothes that seemed so expensive, or Kurogiri for that matter.

—Ake 2024

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

It Takes A Village Chapter 14

Chris Evans x pregnant!daughter!reader

Series master list

Series summary: You find out that you're pregnant. After being kicked out of your mom's house you go to live full time with your Dad who you only saw once every few months. Will he react badly to you being a mom at such a young age?

Chapter Summary: You have some second thoughts before the babies kick for the first time.

Series Warnings: swearing, fighting with a parent, teen pregnancy, speak of abortion.

Chapter Warnings: Teen Pregnancy

You decided to not share the gender of the babies on social media, the press had just calmed down about them and you. Your dad was busy as he usually is the few weeks before he has to go film, not that you were used to it since you lived in texas. You were working, over the month you've been working you were able to save up quite a bit. Not enough to raise the babies, but it was enough for diapers and formula. When you go to LA you'll probably find a job in walking distance to his house there, since you'll still need money the money you have now isn't enough.

"Hi what can I get for you?" You asked standing at the drive-through window. You put in what they said, "that'll be $10.99 at the next window."

The car drove around and you smiled, at the girl who sat in the driver seat. "10.99." You said, she handed you her card, you swiped it before giving it back, "have a nice day!" You said smiling.

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Your shift ended a little bit ago and you sat out front waiting for your dad to pick you up. You scrolled through Instagram mindlessly as you got sucked into your doubts and worries.

What if you ruin these kids' lives? What if Jake suddenly wants to be in the babies lives would you have to let him? Should you pick his last name just in case he does want to be in their lives? What if your dad changes his mind about helping you? Should you have kept them a secret from the press? Would've been a hard secret to keep though. How will you raise them? You don't know anything about guys.

You snapped from your thoughts at the sound a honking horn. You stood grabbing your bag putting it on your shoulder and hopping in the car. "Hey dad!" You said smiling at him.

"Hey bub." He smiled at you before leaving the McDonald parking lot. "So sweetpea.. I have bad news." He began.

"What?" You looked at him but he kept his eyes on the road.

"I have to go to LA early..."

"How early?" You asked, before you two would be flying to LA the day after your last day of school.

"Next Friday."

"But dad the last day of school isn't till the Friday after that." You said.

"I know bub... So you have two options.." He said.

"Go on.."

"Your first option is to stay with Grandma for the week then fly down on the same flight as you already have but alone, second option is you still stay with her but will get a plane to LA after school." He said.

"Okay.. The second option I guess." You said shrugging.

"Okay! Perfect bub." He gave you a quick smile. He'd always admire how you adapted so easily. Even when you were younger you adapted so easily to their divorce, he couldn't lie that was bittersweet to him. But now you simply took a little to adapt he doesn't know how you do it. If he did know he would know you just avoided of thinking of it. Break up? You didn't think of it. Kicked out? You didn't think of it. It would probably come to bite you in the ass but you weren't gonna change when it was working. "Remember you'll be flying alone so don't talk to any one except the flight attendants."

"Dad I've been flying as an unattended minor for most of my life." You smiled at him as he pulled into the driveway.

"Okay Bubba. Do you have any homework?" He asked as the two of you stepped out of the car.

"Nope, I did it on my break at work."

"Well then," he smirked at you, "Movie night?"

"Yeah! Can I pick? I want to watch mulan!" You said smiling at him.

"Okay, I'll order pizza."

You smiled running in. Dodger came straight to the door sniffing you before sniffing your stomach. It became a normal ritual, anytime you were in his sight when you came back he'd sniff your stomach to what you could imagine check on the babies. "Hey bud." You kelt down petting him.

Chris smiled before going to the kitchen to order pizza. You went upstairs, you got out of your work clothes into a sleeping shirt and some shorts. You looked in the mirror at the bump that can now be seen in your shirt.. You sighed, the thoughts from before coming back. It's scary knowing you have to raise the twins on your own. Sure you had your dad, but when you turn 18 you'll probably be on your own. In the span of a day, you lost everything you knew, texas had been your home most of your life. You planned on living there when you were an adult, you planned in raising your kids there well into your twenties is when you planned on that. But now your 15, pregnant with twins, and definitely not in Boston.

"Y/n! You coming sweet pea?" You heard your dad holler from the living room. You snapped from your thoughts, slipping on some fluffy socks before going downstairs. "There you are bub are you okay?"

"Uh.. Yeah I was just thinking." You said sighing as you put your hands on the baby bump.

"Bubba what?"

"Dad.. What if I can't take care of the babies?" You looked down. He sighed before you guys went to sit on the couch.

"Bubba... Your already doing great. You got a job, your taking on the responsibility of them even though your young.

"I guess so." You shrugged.

"Bub I was also worried I'd fuck my kid's life up. But look at you, I didn't fuck your life up." He said. You let out a giggle.

"Even if you did you could blame mom." You said. He nodded. You stopped giggling as you felt movement in your belly.

"What's wrong sweet-pea?" He asked worriedly.

"They're kicking!" You squealed. He was unable to stop himself when you put a hand on your belly to feel his grandkids kick for the first time, not that you minded.

"That's great! See they are on my side. Now let's watch Mulan!" He said. You nodded, he retracted his hands grabbing the remotes. Your hands stayed on your belly as the movie began. You didn't notice how Chris was smiling at you for most of the movie. When your mom had first told him you were pregnant he was afraid that if you were to keep the baby you wouldn't care for it. Sure he always wanted a large family but he wasn't going to just raise the baby he'd try his best to make you do it, but seeing how your hands didn't leave your belly he was relieved to know you'd be doing your best. It meant he could spoil them more. Like obviously. There was no doubt he'd probably be paying for a majority of their clothes cause when they're babies with no interests he still needs to spoil them.

The babies kicking set something straight in your brain. You could do, your dad was telling you that you could do this, in a way the babies were saying you could do it. That was all that mattered.

A/n: here's a reminder Taglist is open...

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