#I HAVE NO CHILL🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

[f4ggydog]

could iiii persuade you to write something for stalker-ish/possessive shauna 🙏

omg yes sure this one is long overdue I’m afraid (IF I COULD MANAGE TIME WELL IT COULD BE DONE SOONER BUT WHATEVER)

anyways minors and dark content haters do not interact as usual

She’ll be watching you. Rest assured, she’ll always keep her eyes on you. When you fail an exam, Shauna will be the first to know. When a secret spills from your lips, Shauna is the first one in the know. When you come up with the world’s most incredible invention one day, Shauna’ll be the first to hear about it. And best believe she’ll be on her toes when you get a new partner.

The sabotage had been working flawlessly. The first step to good sabotage was learning information. Shauna may not look like an eavesdropper, but she heard everything that crossed through these halls. Her having her usefulness underestimated turned out to have a decent advantage.

You truly did get around. Sometimes it felt like you had a new crush every week. Then again, maybe you wouldn’t have them so frequently if Shauna could halt herself from messing with you. Nonsense. You were her number one priority.

It seemed dull and oddly simple, but the route Shauna took always provided her a lot of entertainment. And you a lot of tears. Well, it wasn’t even that complex.

Shauna would find out which person you had a crush on and write anonymous notes to them, leaving them by their lockers. Threatening notes, creepy notes, the types of notes you’d expect from a future serial killer. They’re scribbles with some harrowing messages, enough to chill anyone’s bones.

The recipients of the letters always got the message. Stay away from you if they don’t want to get hurt. And so they did that, avoiding you as much as possible to not fall victim to Shauna’s wrath. Not that they knew Shauna was the messenger regardless. With that, your crushes began avoiding you like you were the plague, and you never seemed to have a clue why.

That’s where Shauna would swoop in as the hero. Everyone was afraid to love you and be yours, but not her. Shauna wasn’t discouraged from speaking with you. You didn’t scare her. None of those messages would deter her from having a conversation with her most beloved person.

But the little things counted too. Shauna would park her car outside of your home, watching you from her seat. She had the perfect access to your bedroom window, just the right spot to watch you from afar. For now, she was content with watching you from a distance. But she’d be more than happy to have you up close some day.

For now though, she had other matters to handle. One boy wouldn’t back off of you, even after the threatening letters. Such was a rare occurrence, but Shauna knew how to handle it. He would soon learn that the threats in the letters were not for show.

(this feels like it could be expanded on so let me know if you want some more)

[whitecompri]

I LITERALLY LOVE THE DAD HEDGEHOGS SCENARIOS SMMMM I HOPE YOU CONTINUE TO WRITE THEMM !! 😿🙏🙏

But I got an idea request for youu!!

Okay so dad hedgehog's when their kid gets a crush at school? Like they're all like "mom, dad! I got a crush!" Or anything like that yk? And they're all excited Abt it

OKAY LOVE YOU'RE WORKK KEEP IT UP!! 🙏🙏

Daddy Jealously

Pairing: Sonic x Reader; Shadow x Reader; Silver x Reader; Scorge x Reader.

Genre: Comedy

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: Light Swearing

A/N: Thanks for the request! I have to admit that I didn't think people would like these dad hedgehogs scenarios that much. But I'm glad that so many people enjoy them, I always have a lot of fun writing about them.

--*--

Sonic

The blue hedgehog was at home, lounging on the couch, enjoying some chili dogs while watching TV. You were sitting beside him, just keeping him company. It seemed like a peaceful day as always, until his daughter approached, her little hands behind her back, her green eyes sparkling with excitement.

Sonic raised an eyebrow at her in confusion.

“What’s up, kiddo?” he asked, finishing his chili dog and licking his fingers.

“Dad, Mom, there’s a boy I like at school,” the little hedgehog said, completely excited, a big smile on her muzzle.

Sonic’s eyes widened at that moment, and he felt a strange chill run up his stomach, an odd sensation washing over him. A thousand thoughts ran through his head as he stared at his daughter blankly. Finally, he let out a small smile, crossing his arms.

“Oh yeah…? And what’s so great about him, huh?” Sonic sat up straight on the couch, fully focusing on her, one eyebrow slightly raised.

You just watched with a smile on your face, obviously noticing that he wasn’t thrilled about the idea, but he was still handling it in a calm and relaxed way.

“He’s cute, Dad, and he’s nice. He plays with me during recess,” she said softly, a blush appearing under her fur.

“And is he cooler than your dad?” he asked, his tone a bit more serious.

“Hmm, I think you’re cooler, Dad,” she answered after thinking for a moment.

“If he’s not cooler than me, then there’s no reason for you to like him,” Sonic replied with a smug grin. You let out a nasal laugh at their interaction.

While your daughter made an incredulous expression, Sonic turned to you and whispered, “If I knew this stuff started so early, I would've put her in a school for babies.” His tone was way too serious, making you playfully punch his arm.

“Sonic, no. This was bound to happen sooner or later. We just have to be careful and deal with it.”

“My daughter is way too young to like someone…” He narrowed his eyes.

“Sonic… It’s just a school crush,” you laughed, while he just sighed.

“Fine, but I’m meeting the kid first.” He closed his eyes, accepting the situation. You nodded at him before turning to your daughter.

“We’re happy that you like someone at school, sweetheart, just be careful, okay? And if he ever does anything to hurt you, don’t hesitate to tell us.” The little girl’s eyes lit up with happiness at your words, and she eagerly nodded.

“If he does anything to hurt my daughter… I’m gonna run around him so fast that he’ll be sent flying,” Sonic murmured.

“Is this all just jealousy?” You laughed, intertwining your arm with his. The hedgehog simply gave you a little grin.

--*--

The next day, despite your requests for him not to do it, Sonic went to casually pick up your daughter from school. He leaned against a wall, waiting for her to come out of the classroom. When the little hedgehog finally walked out with her backpack on, her green eyes widened upon seeing her father.

“Hey, kiddo, how’s it going?” He flashed a big grin, approaching her, placing one hand on his waist as he looked at her. “So, where’s this boy you like?” he asked casually, hiding the fact that he had already been keeping an eye on practically every boy walking out of the classroom, analyzing each one meticulously to see if any of them seemed decent—and if any of them were the boy she liked.

The little girl looked timidly at her father before shifting her gaze toward a boy at the end of the hallway. Sonic’s eyes followed hers, landing on a small Mobian opossum who was walking clumsily while chewing gum. The boy stopped, pulled the gum out of his mouth, stuck it under a bench, then spat on the floor right after. He then walked up to another boy and pushed him for no particular reason.

Sonic watched the scene, jaw slightly open. He wasn’t sure if this was just a normal kid or a reformed criminal who somehow ended up there.

The blue hedgehog clenched his fists tighter and tighter with every bad thing the kid did. He narrowed his eyes and turned to his daughter.

“Hey, kiddo… You sure it’s that one?” She nodded, making her father sigh. “You don’t wanna pick someone else? Look at that one, he looks shy and nice.” He gestured toward another classmate sitting timidly on a bench in the hallway.

“No, Dad, I like that one,” she said determinedly. Sonic was in complete disbelief at how his daughter could like a kid who had so much potential to be a future villain. But he understood that young love was incomprehensible.

“That one? Your dad doesn’t approve of him, got it? Let’s go home.” He casually grabbed her hand.

She pouted at him for a second but then started walking normally. Until she suddenly stopped.

“Wait, Dad, I forgot my water bottle in the classroom!” She quickly ran back to grab it.

Sonic crossed his arms, leaning against the wall, watching the boy from afar. The little troublemaker walked past a girl, snatching a juice box from her hand before running off. Sonic furrowed his brow, but then a little smirk appeared on his face.

The blue hedgehog closed his eyes, keeping his relaxed stance as the boy ran past him. Suddenly, the little opossum tripped. The smug grin on his young face vanished into panic as he crashed onto the floor, sprawling out as the juice spilled all over him.

“Oh, what a shame, champ,” the hedgehog murmured. “Pulling that kind of stuff on others isn’t cool, you know?” The boy shivered slightly at Sonic’s words but remained on the ground.

Sonic kept his eyes closed, his smirk widening slightly, until he heard the familiar sound of his daughter’s footsteps. He opened his eyes to see her smiling.

“All set, Dad…” She paused, looking down at the floor and at the juice-covered boy. Her gaze shifted to Sonic, now filled with suspicion.

“What’s wrong, kiddo?” He smiled at her, holding her hand.

“Dad…?” She looked between him and the crying, sprawled-out boy.

“It wasn’t my fault, he just learned his lesson. Let’s go home.” He started walking, stepping around the boy. The little girl glanced back for a few seconds before looking at her father, narrowing her eyes.

“He deserved it, didn’t he…?” she asked softly. Sonic raised an eyebrow at her.

“…Hmm, yeah, quite a lot. But I’m not stopping you from liking him, kiddo. You’re free to choose… but that doesn’t mean I won’t feel like teaching him a lesson every now and then if he keeps acting like that.”

The little girl just smiled at him, shaking her head. Then, she suddenly hugged him tightly. Sonic stopped in surprise, but soon, his arms wrapped around her.

“If you don’t like him… Then I trust you, Dad. I won’t like that boy anymore.” Sonic felt an unexpected wave of relief and a deep warmth in his heart at her words.

“That’s good, kiddo. That makes me happy. Now let’s go home.”

And so, the two of them peacefully walked home, laughing and talking along the way.

Shadow

The black hedgehog was in the kitchen with you, helping prepare dinner. He kept his usual serious expression, focused on making a sauce. But deep down, it was clear that he was enjoying spending that time with you.

Then, suddenly, you both heard the sound of little footsteps approaching. Your daughter stopped in front of the table, dragging a chair close to you and sitting down. You both turned to look at her.

She had a happy expression, her little legs swinging since they were too short to reach the floor.

"Mom, Dad, I have something cool to tell you. I like a boy at school," she said, cheerful and excited.

You smiled at her, then turned to Shadow, already aware that his reaction might not be the best. The hedgehog had the same serious expression as before, but his brow was subtly furrowed, and his arms were crossed tightly. Before you could say anything, Shadow responded seriously.

"Who?" he asked, expressionless.

"He's just a nice boy, Dad. He helped me carry some books," she said happily, holding her hands together.

"This is an unnecessary distraction," he said briefly.

"Shadow, be nice," you nudged him lightly with your elbow, to which he only responded with a characteristic "hmph." You knew you would have to talk to both of them later to handle this situation better.

You just hoped things wouldn’t get too complicated with Shadow.

Later that night, you woke up to get a glass of water and noticed that the black hedgehog wasn’t beside you in bed. Instead, he was at his desk with the lamp on, writing something. Approaching him, you stopped nearby, watching as he scribbled things in his notebook.

"Shadow… What are you doing?" you asked quietly.

He turned his attention to you, shifting his gaze briefly.

"Gathering information," he answered, returning to his writing.

Growing curious and confused, you decided to peek at what he was writing. Your eyes widened when you saw everything.

The paper had the name of the boy your daughter had mentioned earlier, his address, a background check on his parents, and several other highly personal details. At that moment, you started regretting ever teaching Shadow how to use social media and search things online.

"Shadow, don’t you think this is too much? It’s just a school crush, it’s normal at her age, you know? There’s nothing to worry about, she’ll probably change her mind soon."

"When it comes to my daughter’s safety, nothing is too much," he said with determination, continuing to write.

"Just take it easy, okay? This is completely normal." You turned to leave the room and get your water. The black hedgehog only let out a deep sigh, placing his pen back on the desk before getting up and returning to bed to rest.

--*--

The next morning, Shadow casually stood at the entrance of the school, waiting for his daughter. He closed his eyes. It would still take a little while for her to finish class. Crossing his arms, he remained deep in thought, then suddenly used Chaos Control, reappearing inside the school, hidden in a dark corner of the hallway. He stayed there, observing. He already knew the boy’s face, so it would be easy to recognize him.

After waiting for some time, a group of boys passed by, and in the middle of them was the boy his daughter liked. He was the shortest of the group, walking awkwardly and shyly.

That’s when the boy looked to the side and saw a pair of red eyes and the imposing figure of Shadow standing there, staring at him. The boy let out a small yelp, stepping back, trembling, before turning around and running down the hallway crying.

Shadow raised an eyebrow, confused by the boy’s reaction. Then, he heard someone clearing their throat behind him. The hedgehog turned around and saw his daughter standing there with her arms crossed and a serious expression. His ears twitched to the sides.

"Dad, why are you scaring the boy I like?" she asked quietly.

"I wasn’t…" he started to answer, but she cut him off.

"It doesn’t matter if you were or not, you’re being scary to kids right now, Dad." She put her hands on her hips, looking at him sternly.

Shadow sighed. The little girl stepped closer, taking his hand.

"I know you’re trying to protect me, Dad, but can you go easy on him? He’s… sensitive and gets scared easily," the small black hedgehog said softly, pulling him along as they left the school.

"He doesn’t seem like a threat, but I’ll keep watching… If he hurts you… He’ll learn a lesson he’ll never forget," Shadow said in a threatening tone, narrowing his eyes as he followed his daughter.

"Dad!" she said, exasperated, as they walked away from the school. It would be harder than she thought to convince Shadow that this was something completely normal.

Silver

The white hedgehog was sitting on the couch with you, holding you in a side embrace while his other hand held a book. He was reading peacefully when your daughter appeared at the doorway of the living room. She looked very happy as she took light steps toward you and then sat on the couch, hugging Silver.

"Dad, Mom, I have some news to tell you," she said sweetly, looking completely delighted.

"Hm? News? Tell us, sweetheart," Silver said softly, closing the book and setting it aside as he ran a hand through her quills.

"I like a boy at school."

At those words, Silver completely froze, his golden eyes widening in surprise. Then, he started shaking his head vigorously.

"No, no, no! You're way too young for that!"

"But Dad, all my friends like boys too," she frowned at him.

"But you don’t have to, you don’t have to copy everything they do, sweetheart."

You placed a hand on his shoulder, making Silver pause and look at you.

"Your dad is right, sweetie. You don’t need to start liking boys just because your friends do. Focus on your studies for now," you said softly, and your daughter paid close attention.

"Yeah, besides, dating at your age isn’t a good idea. There are relationship problems, we don’t know the boy, we don’t know if he has bad intentions, he might hurt you, he could leave you for another girl…" Silver was counting on his fingers until you cleared your throat to get his attention.

"What your dad means is that at your age, it's okay to like someone, but dating is more complicated. There are many problems and things that only older people can fully understand."

You tried to summarize what Silver was saying. The little hedgehog simply nodded briefly, understanding the situation. Silver let out a small sigh of relief.

However, that didn't put an end to his worries.

You had just tucked your daughter into bed when you returned to your shared bedroom and found Silver on top of the bed, glued to his laptop. One hand rested on his chin as he frowned in deep concentration.

Curious, you sat down beside him, glancing at what he was searching. The sight made you let out a nasal laugh.

"At what age do girls start liking boys? Is this normal?" You repeated what was written in the search bar. Silver turned to you with a concerned look.

"I need to be sure… I also don’t want her getting involved with someone dangerous," he clenched his fists, determined.

"Silver… She just likes a boy, it’s just a childhood thing."

"But she’s too young!" he said, clearly worried.

"It’s normal, completely normal," you reassured him, closing his laptop and placing it on the bedside table. "Let’s sleep, stop worrying about this."

Even though you tried to comfort him, Silver was still tense. It was obvious he wasn’t prepared for this.

Lying down beside you, he couldn’t close his eyes, thoughts swirling in his head. One last idea crossed his mind before he finally managed to relax enough to sleep.

"Am I overreacting? …No. I’d better see for myself."

--*--

Silver approached the school, his face set with determination. He was determined to find out who the boy was and see him with his own eyes.

The white hedgehog stopped in front of the school, waiting for his daughter to come out. His golden eyes scanned every child in the area until they finally met his daughter’s. He smiled.

She ran up and hugged his leg.

"Hi, Daddy. Look, that’s the boy I was talking about."

Silver’s eyes followed where she was pointing and landed on a boy sitting on a bench, reading a book. The only problem was that the boy looked a few years older than her.

"I still think you should wait at least 20 more years before liking boys," he said, crossing his arms. "Have you two… held hands?" Silver asked cautiously.

"…No? Dad, I just like him, that doesn’t mean he knows about it or likes me back."

"Even so, I need to know all the details…" He gently held her hand, turning to head home. Then, he sighed briefly.

"He seems… harmless… But if he ever hurts you, I swear I’ll make him float in the air for a whole month," Silver narrowed his eyes, glancing back.

"Dad, are you jealous?"

"Jealous? Me? No… I mean… That doesn’t matter right now! What matters is that I’m protecting you!" Silver immediately blushed at her accusation.

She only giggled and hugged her white hedgehog father again.

"I love you, Dad. Thank you for caring so much about me."

Silver completely melted at her words, letting out a small, appreciative murmur at his daughter's affection. At least he knew she would always be the best daughter he could ever have.

Scourge

Scourge was in the bathroom brushing his teeth. He had just woken up and hadn’t even put on his jacket yet. From the corner of his eye, he saw his eldest daughter skipping to the bathroom door, stopping there with a smug little grin.

He looked at her, not stopping his brushing, waiting to see what she would say. Soon after, the youngest appeared behind her sister, a baby bottle in her mouth, her blue eyes focused on her father.

“Hey, Dad, I want to tell you something.” Her little grin only grew, making it clear she was very happy. “I like a boy at school.”

Almost immediately, Scourge’s eyes widened, and he choked on the toothpaste, coughing uncontrollably as he turned to the sink, scooping water with his ungloved hands and rinsing his mouth. Then, he spun around, walking up to his daughter, still breathless.

"Who’s this punk? Who da hell he think he is?" Scourge said, irritated, crossing his arms.

“Dad, I’m the one who likes him, he doesn’t even know about it.” His daughter frowned.

"I don’t give a damn. I sure as hell didn’t authorize him to make ya like ‘im." he said quickly.

“What?” The little girl raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Oh, so my baby’s already gettin’ herself a boyfriend now? Big freakin’ deal, ya barely know how ta tie ya damn shoelaces!"

That was when you happened to pass by the hallway, stopping to check the commotion, looking at Scourge curiously.

He pointed at your daughter.

"She’s got a crush on some kid at school!" he said indignantly.

“Yes? That’s normal…” you replied, smiling at him.

"Ya kiddin’ me, right?" he muttered, his ears lowering slightly.

“I’m completely serious.” You let out a nasal laugh at his reaction.

“Come on, Dad, you don’t even know him,” she said with a smug little smile.

"And I don’t wanna!" He crossed his arms again, clearly uncomfortable.

You tried pulling him away, giving him time to calm down and process the situation better, but he remained on the couch, arms crossed, sulking.

“Scourge, you don’t need to act like this just because your daughter has a crush at school.”

"…I’m gonna snap dat little punk in half…" he muttered threateningly. You grabbed his ear firmly, making him hiss in pain.

“No, you’re not. Leave the boy alone.”

"Ain’t no way! No suitor's survivin’ this. And what if dey’re delinquents, huh? Ya think I’ma let my girls run ‘round wit’ some two-bit punks? Hell no!" He looked at you, exasperated. You simply blinked at him, staring seriously before bursting into laughter.

“Scourge… Have you ever looked in a mirror?”

"Listen, I know my type, and THAT’S exactly why I ain’t lettin’ my girls anywhere near a damn delinquent!" he said with determination, making you laugh even harder.

--*--

Scourge stood in front of the school, arms crossed and wearing a scowl, sunglasses covering his eyes. His daughter appeared at the entrance, running toward him happily.

“What’s up, Dad?” She got close and exchanged a little fist bump with him, waiting to head home, but he remained still, pushing his glasses up onto his forehead.

"Where’s the damn kid?" he asked in a low, menacing voice.

“Dad, I don’t want you to kill him… Let’s go home.” She grabbed his hand, trying to pull him away.

"I swear, I ain't gonna touch ‘im, kiddo, just point me in the right direction…" His tone was obviously threatening.

“Dad, you’re going to scare him.”

"That’s his problem, not mine. I’m gonna be his worst nightmare."

“Dad, I’m telling Mom if you kill him.”

Scourge froze at her threat. His shoulders tensed as he turned to face his daughter.

"That little bastard’s lucky I ain’t in da mood ta get locked up again." He held her hand, finally starting to walk home.

“My little sister likes a boy at her preschool too, did you know that?”

Scourge stopped in his tracks, his jaw dropping.

"Ain't no damn brat takin’ my princesses away from me." He looked at them with determination. Then, he just closed his eyes and sighed. "I’ll be watchin’ ‘em real close… If any of ‘em even breathe funny ‘round ya, I swear, this world ain’t gonna be safe for ‘em no more…" the green hedgehog said in a low, gravelly voice before continuing to walk.

"And listen here—ya better be ready to throw hands. If some punk tries anythin’ and I ain’t ‘round, ya punch first, ask questions later."

The little girl giggled, nudging her father with her elbow.

He knew his daughters were growing up, he knew these things would happen. But Scourge didn’t want them to, and he would do everything in his power to make sure they stayed far away from boys for as long as possible.

[viperineee]

more mean reader x sub abby if you could 🙏

it is the hottest thign ever ily for writing it

ily2! you ask and I shall deliver! but with a slightly different scenario :p

anyway sub!abby x mean reader <3

cw: needy, jealous abby, mean reader but in like a hot bully way, boot riding (surprise!), heavy degradation, slight public humiliation, tears, light face slapping, strap on sex (r!receiving), edging, leashes, casual hookup relationship, kinda rushed I’m sorry :( (also, reader is wearing those like really cute, at least to me, leather boots with the kinda chunky heel? I’ll include a picture at the end)

you had a long week, all you wanted to do was get a few drinks to end it. you sat at the bar, making casual conversation with the bartender. it was slow, she seemed to have all the time in the world, going so far as to lean in to engage. it seemed like it was going to be a good start to the weekend.

until abby strolled in, practically demanding to know who you were talking to. honestly, how could anyone blame her? you fucked her brains out almost every night for a week straight and she finds you here with the bartender almost drooling over you. “what? did our sex mean nothing to you? what do you take me for? the hell is your problem?” she nagged in your ear, and you roll your eyes. you cross your legs as you let her yap, words going in one ear and out the other. “knew you were mean, didn’t think you were such a bitch.” she said, trying to be discreet about her last choice of words.

you pause, martini glass on your lip. you place the glass down, scoffing with a smile of disbelief in your face. “what did you say, abby ? don’t think i heard you right.” you raise a brow, seeing if she had the balls to correct herself. not that it mattered to you, you already conjured up a punishment in your head.

“i didn’t say anything. i said you were mean.” she lied, a slight pout on her face now that she was finally getting attention. you pull out a few bills from your wallet, placing them under your glass. grabbing your jacket, you don’t bother putting it on. you toss the soft material in her face, watching the shock expression etch into her features.

“you know what my car looks like, abby. go heat it up and wait. and don’t sit in my front seat, sit in the fucking back.” you tell her, pushing her towards the entrance. she made no verbal argument, but she stood there stuck on stupid. so, you did what you always did when she acted out.

your palm strikes across her face, leaving a pink print slowly burning into a dark red. her eyes glossed over, and you shove her once more. a few people around you stopped what they were doing to watch, but you didn’t care. “did i fucking stutter, abigail? what did i tell you to do?” you ask her, waiting expectantly for an answer.

she gulped, burning from all of the eyes on her. she was humiliated, both from your public display, and from the fact that her underwear had an obvious damp spot in them. “go to your car and heat it up.” she mumbles, and you nod. “so you aren’t a complete fucking idiot. so why am i still looking at you?” your eyes flick towards the entrance, and she gets the hint. she knew more than anyone you hated repeating yourself.

inside of the car was physically warm, but she felt the chill of your attitude in the air, blocking off all warmth from your luxury car. she listened, sitting in the backseat and nervously tapping her leg. she was both nervous and excited for the punishment you had in store for her.

you get to your condo, the ride to your apartment was absolutely silent. you saw abby nervously shifting her weight from one leg to the other, and you feel a smirk pulling at your lips. god, she was so fucking clueless at what you had in store for her.

inside of your apartment, you took your time. you hung your coat up in the closet, turning on the dim lights of the living room. when you walked back to your bedroom, abby stood there, looking around your apartment cause it was the first time she had been there. When you came out, you had a faux bored expression, carrying a dark red leash and the familiar harness of your strap on.

only this one was different. you had your blue one, it was familiar, and you had a new one. it was black with silver sparkles on the inside. it was wide in girth, and the sight of it made abby’s stomach plunge.

“you are such a needy bitch, aren’t you? can’t let me have a few hours peace without you coming to fuck it up. honestly, besides pussy, i dont know why i keep you around. you’re too dumb to do anything.” you say, your voice monotone and it only aroused her further.

“im sorry-” she started, but you held your hand up. “i dont listen to stupid whores, abby. you know that.” you fiddle with the leash for a few moments before your hand shot out, fisting her hair by the roots and pulling her closer. you place the collar on her neck, not caring about how rough you were being. (of course you still left enough room for her to breathe when it went slack.)

once the collar was on securely, you wrapped the leash around your hand. “strip. i dont even want to touch you right now.” you spat, watching her hands quickly remove her clothes, tossing them to the floor. “get on your knees, dog. since you wanna follow me around like a lost puppy.” your bottom lip juts out in a fake pout. you yank the chain, hearing her yelp as she almost stumbled to the floor.

“you can crawl on a leash like one. now get on your knees, mutt. you aren’t so stupid you forgot my rules?” you raise a brow, and she shakes her head, dark blonde hair in a slicked back ponytail. she lowers herself to her knees, and you laugh cruelly at her pathetic state. it was almost good enough to record, that surely would’ve humiliated her.

you pull the leash, the chain rattling as you walk to your couch. sitting down, you pull abby until she kneels in front of you, palms pressed into the floor. “look at you, don’t you have any shame?” you look over her body, and you felt your pussy throb at the sight of her perky tits, nipples hard from the cold air of your place. “stupid thing, all you have is sex on brain. all you want is to cum.” you say like you’re disappointed in her.

“please, im sorry, i didn’t mean to interrupt.” she apologized, but you could see her glistening with wet. you move your foot between her legs, the leather of your boots pressing against her inner thigh. you spread her legs further, watching contently as her puffy clit came into view.

“tsk, i have nothing to say, abby. you get off on me being pissed at you. fuckin’ pathetic, honestly.” you cock a brow, tapping her clit with the toe of your boot. something about being mean to her, watching her blush deepen every time you insulted her, drove you mad with lust. she just took it, and fuck, it was hot.

“be honest with me. you think you deserve to cum after the shit you pulled?” you ask her, rocking your boot back and forth along her clit, watching her shudder from the friction. she shook her head, but you didn’t miss the way her hips rocked along with the speed of your boot.

“good, at least you know you don’t deserve that reward. go ahead, ride my boot. do it good enough and see if I’ll be generous enough to let you finish.” you nod towards your boot, stopping your movements. she looked at you with wide eyes, but like an obedient dog, she obeyed.

she adjusted her position, keeping one hand against the floor and the other on her thigh. your eyes were glued to her, or more specifically, her pussy that was smearing juices along the leather of your boot. the sound of her whines hit your ears, poor baby couldn’t find enough friction to please herself. every time she even thought about begging you for more, she clamped her lips together.

minutes rolled by, and you noticed her hips and thighs trembling from trying to keep herself together. granted, it wasn’t what she was used to, what she needed, but abby knew to make due. “please, i need-need you to make me cum.” her words stumbled together, and you roll your eyes.

“oh, shut up and take what you can get. be grateful you’re even getting this.” you tug on the leash, pulling it taut against her neck, and she clenched around nothing. you huff, leaning back and lifting up the bottom of your dress. you pull your panties to the side, revealing your own pussy, dripping wet from the sight of her. it was almost annoying how wet you got from degrading her. you run two fingers between your folds, spreading them open enough to tease her.

abby leaned forward a bit, and you pushed her back with two of your fingers against her forehead. “back up, abby. you don’t get to touch tonight.” you tell her, and she whimpers, the strength of her hips increasing on your boot. “no, please, I’ll make you feel good.” she pleaded, and you felt a corner of your lip jerk up, threatening to smile. damn, such a tempting offer.

fuck it, why not? you push her off of you, leaving the leash on the ground as you went off to your bedroom. you came back out, tossing a harness with a dildo attached to it into her hands. “put it on.” you tell her, distracted by taking your dress off. abby didn’t dare hesitate, stumbling to her feet to pull the harness over her legs. her eyes watched you undress, the way your tits bounced free the moment you lifted the dress over your head.

once you were naked, you sit her on the couch where you were previously sat. you straddled her, rubbing the tip of the dildo between your pussy lips enough to get it wet. “ssshit.” you hiss, lowering yourself slowly onto the cock. “so help me god, abby, if you move, you’re done.” you threaten her, knowing you wouldn’t remove her from your life. abby probably had the best pussy known to man, you’d be a fool to get rid of it. no one was so desperate for cock like she was, tight little holes aching to be filed and fucked every second of the day.

but, the threat was still there. it kept her in check. you let yourself adjust to the size, holding onto her shoulders as the toy stretched you out. “please, please let me make you feel good. i wanna fuck you so bad. please-” abby begged in your ear, and you slowly began bouncing on her lap, the plush of your ass meeting her thighs. “fuck, shut the fuck up. take this shit, abby. it’s all-all you’re getting.” you moan, and abby let a desperate cry fall past her lips, watching your tits bounce every time you did.

fuck, you were a masterpiece in her eyes. you were taking what you wanted from her without care, and that’s what she loved the most. you leaned it, pressing a sloppy kiss to her lips as you moaned in her mouth. your lips trailed down, biting and sucking marks into her freckled skin as you built your orgasm up.

“yeah, you like me fucking myself on top of you, huh? fuck, stretching me out so good, i bet you wish you could touch me. dirty girl, probably so wet from me bouncing on your cock. wanna fuck my pussy, abby?” you tease her, your hands around her neck as you pressed your chest against hers. your eyes rolled back into your skull, the tip pressing against that soft spot inside of you. that alone had abby cumming, the friction from the harness was just enough to make her cum. her hips jolted, and as much as you wanted to scold her about it, it felt amazing. you tug on the leash once more, and her hips buck up again.

“shit-shit, oh right there. awww, look at you, are you drooling?” you squish her cheeks between your fingers, noticing the small trail of saliva that trailed from her lips down the side of her chin. “it-it feels so good.” she whined, and you could tell she was on the verge of tears. she was overstimulated, her hands itching to hold your waist.

“you can cum as many times as i make you. isn’t that right? you only exist to please me, abby. such a good little whore for me.” you emphasize your words with a movement of your hips, moving them in an up and down motion as you rest your lips against her neck. you knew your were getting close, your thighs were burning and your stomach was tight.

“fuck me, abby. make me cum, do what whores do.” you tell her, and you hold onto the leash tightly with one hand, the other wrapped around her neck to keep you stable. her hands went to your hips, holding you still as she fucked up into you.

“shit, oh fuck! fuck, yes, oh fucking me so good.” you gasp, biting into her shoulder. abby was so close to cumming, her mind went blank, all other thoughts except you and her cumming together were gone. “im gonna-gonna cum. abby!” you didn’t mean to moan her name as loud as you did, but it echoed through the apartment. your nails dug into her skin as you came around her dick, and soon, abby was cumming right along with you.

you panted against her sweaty skin, cockwarming her since neither of you had the strength to move. after a few moments, you dip your fingers between her legs, fingers swiping up the mess she left on the fabric of your couch. you wipe the creamy mess her pussy made between your fingers before placing them against your tongue.

“bet you’ll never interrupt me again.”

[myokk]

what are eloise's fav books? 👁️👁️

Sorry it took me a while to respond, I woke up and saw this…and I’ve been thinking about it on and off all day while I pondered🤔💓

First, Eloise LOVES reading🥹📚🫶

She is also very introverted and thinky…Eloise tends to gravitate towards books that are more about capturing the essence of what it is to be human than plot-based books. She is living in the PERFECT ERA FOR THAT😇🙏😇🙏😇🙏

Also, for some reason I feel like the wizarding world is not renowned for its literature….they spend so much time mastering magic and studying it that I really doubt they spend much time reading novels 😔🙏 but Eloise was NOT in the wizarding world…she spent FIVE years in a muggle finishing school after she was believed to be a squib…none of the muggle girls really liked her bc she never understood what they were talking about, and she never made an effort to try and fit in, so she turned to reading for the first time in her life😇😇😇 gobbling up books like Matilda😇😇😇

(now she has a whole mini-library under her bed at Hogwarts, and has gotten a lot of the fifth-years passing around books that progressively get more worn down and loved)

…ONTO THE BOOKS😤

Her favorite book is Pride and Prejudice. Eloise has never felt like she was in charge of her life, so she loves reading about Elizabeth Bennet (her complete opposite but someone she admires so much bc she wishes she could have more of a backbone). Elizabeth isn’t afraid to speak her mind and doesn’t always follow social niceties if it means compromising her happiness😇

Middlemarch by George Eliot. A beautiful case study on being human (actually all of these books are…)

She LOVES the Russians…Tolstoy (Anna Karenina), Dostoyevsky (The Idiot, The Brothers Karamazov…), Gogol (Dead Souls)…

Little Women by Luisa May Alcott

I feel like Eloise would have also read Picture of Dorian Gray, but it came out in 1890 and I doubt she was up-to-date with new things being published bahahahaha. Maybe she’s not so interested in Frankenstein until she actually reads it, and it also becomes a favorite💓

I personally have a lot more favorite books from this time period, but these are the ones I thought Eloise would especially like💓💓💓 (I had to give a fellow bookworm good taste😇) (yes I think I have good taste in books…doesn’t everyone think that of themselves?💓)

Anyways if you’re interested here is the list of MY top 10 books…some of them are from after the year 1900 but ELOISE WOULD HAVE LIKED THEM TOO😤

[crowkip]

slides u some timkon wip scribbs

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

A moment of silence for my dead SD card 😔🙏 ....

Anyway, Gravity Falls Wing AU 🤞

[ashwii]

Flowers are in bloom as the birds will tell

[cosmicourple]

yooooo, where all the Poseidon x Odysseus x Zeus fics at????

n I don’t mean tagged separately, AKA Poseidon/Odysseus & Zeus/Odysseus, no, I mean Poseidon/Odysseus/Zeus.

srs where the threesome smashin’ fics all at 😭😭😭 there’s literally only TWO WORKS ON AO3 LIKE-??????!?!!!!!??????😭😭😭😭😭

No, guys, Guys seriously, BELIVE me when I say I need to read more stuff about these three:

1#: fucking aggressively (& Ody’ getting sandwiched)

2#: fucking around, homoerotic fights & hateful tension style (AKA typical God(s)-and-Mortal shenanigans which may include kidnapping, murder, tragedy, complex + shitty feelings n emotions, Death, lots pride + arrogance/ignorance on the God(s) part (& also prob Odysseus bc come on,,), onesided feelings, brutality against Mortal(s), Immortals somewhat trying to rap theirs brains around the views, opinions + generally jst how that Mortal sees n feels about the world around em’ & more-)

3#: fucking aggressively but Odysseus somehow takes charge (blame my fucked up thoughts of the Vengeance Sage for this one 😋👍👍)

4#: dealing w/ each others insufferable personalities (and families oh ho ho, dont get me STARTED on the potential tomfuckery to be had that that heffsaas >:))) (lol I would O.O.C so many characters for my crack-treated-(sometimes)seriously thoughts :”))

Anniflamma started dis, I’m going to (try) and make it bigger >>>:3

(edit: I am aware there are already threesome fics of them jst tagged separately but bc it’s a threesome, I would prefer if they were tagged all together bc????? That’s what it is anyway right?????????????????? Idk lol)

[purplecatghostposts]

Lying on the ground… when will my son (Félix) return from the war…

[turtleblogatlast]

I still think about how Leo’s ideal day out for the fam’s venture into the Hidden City was basically just an effort to get some rest and relaxation because boy does he never get that ever.

[ifindus]

[just-null]

reminder....

cult leader knows absolutely nothin about anyone. i dont interact with anybody on the regular. so to the person, or people(?) who flooded my inbox, I didn't know about that stuff! if you have screenshots to provide some more insight, it'd be greatly appreciated!!

For future reference, if anyone wants to warn cult leader about something, please dm instead of usin the ask feature!!!!! Usin the ask feature will make me think it's not so serious.

Again: Cult leader doesn't have friendships with any other accounts. Cult leader is a lone wolf like that 💪😔

!!!ALSO, PROSHIPPERS PLS DNI!!!

Cult leader doesn't support or enjoy any problematic ships involving minors/young characters. Any indication of that is untrue.

[spaciebabie]

brother if i ever see a little PHOCKIN KITY on the road.,,.....................we're petting insaneo style. im gonna go crazy on that pusuy dude.

[praisekink-nb]

praying for a tiny t4t miracle 😭🙏

[myokk]

✨MASTERLIST✨

(fanart, longfics, oneshots)

Welcome to my blog!!! Here is my masterlist of ALL of my little sketches, artwork, writing, and general brainrot related to Hogwarts Legacy💘

🌿 - Madeleine / Maddy / myokk

🌱 - AO3

🌿 - likes and follows come from my main blog, @oerflink, because this is a sideblog (🥲)

🌱 - Eloise Babbit, my MC and basically the whole reason for this blog🫶 I don’t necessarily view her as the game’s MC, as my fic is quite canon-divergent and she is sweeter than the evil gremlin I played in-game😆💓 [link to her character sheet]

🌿 - my art tag🫶🫶🫶 here you can see basically every drawing I've done since joining the fandom!

🌱 - tag for all of the art the lovely people here have gifted me🥹🥹🥹 I feel SO honored whenever anyone takes time out of their day to think of me and draw my little gremlin♥️♥️

Writing:

Before It Felt Like A Sin (AO3 / tumblr - ongoing)

Sebastian Sallow x F!MC, canon divergent, longfic, wip, dual pov Eloise/Sebastian

Summary: Eloise never wanted to be different.

And yet, her differences are what have defined her life up until this point: growing up as a squib in one of the most prominent wizarding families, being exiled to muggle society, and then attending Hogwarts at the age of sixteen.

She finds herself thrust into the life she should have been prepared for from birth but was denied. As she navigates this new life and her new precarious position in her family, she must come to terms with the fact that maybe what she dreamed of her whole life isn't turning out how she ever expected it would.

Tags: slow burn, angst, magical theory, mythology references, pureblood culture, occlumency, legilimency, hurt/comfort, family dynamics, eventual romance, eventual smut, sacrificial magic, blood magic, dark magic rituals, implied/referenced child abuse

[coming soon] - an excerpt from the Ominis longfic I’m working on💘

Oneshots:

clumsy (AO3 / tumblr)

pairing: Sebastian Sallow x f!MC

word count: 9,1k

rating: E

summary: sebastian is clumsy.

or: two stubborn brats make things more difficult than they have to be.

cw: fluff, mutual pining, idiots in love, two really stubborn idiots in love to be exact, sir cadogan guest appearance, anne and imelda are the gremlin best friends every girl needs, smut (18+ ONLY), oral (f. recieving), no y/n

note-taking (AO3 / tumblr)

pairing: Sebastian Sallow x f!MC

word count: 3,6k

rating: M (language and sexual themes)

summary: mc loves flustering sebastian with her notes during class😇

cw: NONE this is just fluff, mutual pining, idiots in love, it takes a while for them to admit their feelings, I rated it M for some language/sexual themes

legilimency (AO3 / tumblr)

pairing: Ominis Gaunt x f!MC

word count: 1,7k

rating: M (language)

summary: (His parents and Marvolo insist it’s a gift handed down from Slytherin himself, just like the Parseltongue Ominis despises. It is not. It is a curse.)

or: The Gryffindor student has caught on that Ominis can read her thoughts and decides to get her revenge.

tags: ominis is a natural legilimens, he is entirely too introspective, fluff, no y/n

remembering the snow (AO3 / tumblr / tumblr (old))

pairing: Imelda Reyes x Poppy Sweeting

word count: 3,3k

rating: G

summary: Imelda remembers the first time she saw snow.

Her parents always started the story telling her that she cried and cried and cried.

or: a character study on Imelda and how she grew up because I love her & she doesn't get enough appreciation :)

tags: character study, fluff, romance, first kiss, emotional hurt/comfort, I just wanted to write a sweet story & explore Imelda as a character

Illustrated scenes:

(aka where I illustrate little scenes from my longfic and oneshots💓)

🌿 - the summer before Sebastian and Anne’s first year at Hogwarts🥺💓

🌱 - Sebastian hates Eloise’s guts😳

🌿 - Eloise is really, really bad at chess😔 (this scene always makes me laugh SO MUCH)

🌱 - right after the pensieve scene🫶🫶🫶

🌿 - Eloise and Sebastian’s first kiss😇😇😇

🌱 - some angst after their first kiss😇😇😇

🌿 - sebastian overthinks things a lot😔

🌱 - an excerpt from my oneshot, clumsy💘

🌿 - another scene from my clumsy 🫶 I really love writing Sebastian’s pov & this was just so much fun to paint and write😫💓

🌱 - Eloise and her mother😔

🌿 - Eloise is NOT flustered by Sebastian😤

🌱 - late night in the common room 🫠

🌿 - comic of note-taking 😇

🌱 - right before *that* scene in clumsy 🫶 (as requested by Mallow bc of the lighting🤭)

[sinnettini]

you don't like holger? 😔

hi! waitttt lol this made me realize that i probably have never mentioned that before on here oops no i don't like him, i don't hate him either, he's too fucking funny sometimes for me to hate him but yeah i'm not a fan. like i generally want him to lose and he annoys me but he makes me laugh on occasion