#big eyes bulging out of their head that makes them look like they're crying

[dogswest]

every picture of him looks like a golden retriever who got yelled at for chewing up a shoe

I don't care what anyone says, I just KNOW Viktor clocked this man's pathetic, neglected shelter dog rizz the second they met and immediately fell head over heels for him. Argue with the wall.

[chamomiletealeaf]

Ghost discovers his size kink when he meets you. He looks down at you looking up at him. From his angle, it’s too easy to imagine you on your knees and lips around his cock, small hands gripping it much better than his big paws ever can. (bonus: you trigger his protective instincts like no other)

OMGGGGG SIMON WITH A SIZE KINK IS SO 🥴🥴

Warnings: afab! fem reader, sexual content, oral m! receiving, size kink

He loves seeing how much your tiny cunt stretches and struggles to fit his thick cock, or how both of your thighs make up one of his (he's so big and thick, even if you have big thighs, they're nothing compared to his), how perfectly your boobs fit in his hand.

He loves when he's fucking you and he's so big compared to you he can see your tummy bulge.

He loves being able to hold both your wrists with one of his, holding them high above your head, or holding both of your elbows together while he's fucking your pussy or your thighs from behind.

Every time you talk to him he has to look down at your much tinier body and he can't stop himself from getting hard, just thinking about prone-boning you, his body completely covering yours that anyone watching couldn't even tell you're under him.

When you suck him off you complain that it won't fit, and he nearly cums just from watching you struggle to take him in your sweet, tiny mouth.

"C'mon bunny, if that tight little pussy can take me, so can that pretty mouth."

You gag and cry and whine out of frustration trying to take him all but he's just so big :(

But he fucking loves it anyway. He thinks it's so hot watching you struggle to take him.

And when you bring your hand up to stroke him, needed two hands to fully wrap around it, he cums almost immediately. You're just so tiny and cute.

Manhandling you is his favorite. Playfully, or in the bedroom. When he comes home from deployment he'll pick you up in a hug, then sling you over his shoulder, giving your ass a smack.

He can throw you around so easily. He's so big and strong it doesn't matter what size you are, he's picking you up and throwing you around like a rag doll.

When he's fucking you from behind, he loves grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look up at him while he looks down at you. It just makes you look and feel that much smaller.

Ok but a standing full nelson with him? Whew! 😮‍💨 He's holding you up and fucking into you so good without a struggle you feel like you're floating.

He grips your waist and stares at how his hands almost completely wrap around them, barely inches away from doing so.

And one of his absolute personal favorites? When you come back home from a long night out and take off your heels.

You'll be talking to him, taking off your jacket and telling him about your night, and then when you take off your heels? You shrink like four inches right before his eyes. He thinks it's the cutest thing he's ever seen and he gets hard immediately, not being able to hide his smirk.

"What?" You ask him, noticing his shift in demeanor.

"Nothin' bunny, you're just the sweetest little thing." He says making you blush as he steps closer to you, pinching your ass making you yelp as he runs his hands up your body to cup your face for a kiss.

[star-suh]

Threesome with Shinee Minho and Lucas?

Ménage à Trois

choi minho & wong yukhei x male reader

cw: threesome, top minho, verse lucas but only at the end, bottom m! reader, pwp, idol au, tummy bulge, degrading, they're fuck buddies, fingering, blowjob, double penetration, slapping.

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it was during the end of the year awards where minho, lucas and y/n met, they became good friends until one day the three of them went out to drink until they passed out, only to realize the next day that they had sex 'cause the marks, used condoms and y/n's gaping hole. that was the start of their fuck buddies relationship.

"you take me so well" said minho kissing and bitting y/n's adam's apple while lucas was leaving butterfly kisses on y/n's back. "yeah" murmured lucas "he's the slutiest slut i've ever fucked, look how he takes it all".

"fuck" grunted minho "i know you love my cock but don't squeeze so hard". "shit" moaned y/n "what can i do… you're so fucking big and thick". both minho and y/n started to moan loudly when lucas started to suck and licked minho's cock while entering y/n's hole, tasting both at the same time. "what the fuck are you doing lucas" growled minho, lucas laughed and made eye contact with the older man "free lub" he says going back to lick them both.

minho pulled his cock out of y/n's gaping hole to avoid cumming soon, and started to finger him emitting wet and squelching noises "hey take care of this here" minho told to the other idol who went quickly behind y/n and without thinking started to fuck him rough like he was a sex deprived teenager "what the f-fuck has gotten in…to you~ luc-...hng" whimpered y/n feeling lucas cock deep inside him, tears streaming down his face.

minho wiped the tears with his cock's head "shush, don't cry pretty boy. here, suck this" he says slapping his thick meat on y/n's lips, he opened his mouth and choked on the older's cock loving the salty taste of the pre-cum.

"come here" minho lifted y/n, his back against minho's firm chest and abs "fuck him like that" he told to lucas who just nodded and resumed what he was doing before. "you like how he pounds you?" minho bit and kissed y/n's jaw "yes, i do. but i also like how you stretch me. i-i feel… like i could live… with your cock inside m-me forever~" both kissed and lucas started to suck y/n's nipples, the bottom was starting to feel overstimulated so he decided to stop both of them "wait" he said "i want to feel you both inside at the same time. please" he begged. "as you wish manwhore" said lucas excited.

minho layed on the bed and y/n sat on top of him, sunking in his dick, lucas slapped your already stuffed hole inserting his fingers too "such a greedy dirty hole" he then slapped his cock in your hole and insert his tip, then his shaft until he is finally all inside y/n. both thrusted, when one cock is out the other enters never leaving y/n empty, a bulge forming in his lower tummy "you sure are something" mentioned minho rubbing the tummy bulge making y/n squirm and whimper.

lucas started to stroke y/n's cock while the latter was playing with minho's chest and nipples, "i'm gonna cum" growled minho followed by lucas "me too" and y/n was just moaning nonsenses. both tops came inside y/n while the bottom painted minho's abs and tits with white ropes of thick cum. as the hornier one lucas kept thrusting with minho's cock still inside y/n "fuck, i love the sound your ass is making with our cum inside it" he says "I'm going to churn all that milk until it's deep inside you, so when another cock comes in there it will find our milk and it will knows who that ass belongs to" he says slapping the ass. minho just laughed at lucas dominance attempt "cute" he murmured. the trio kept fucking all day taking turns on y/n's ass or minho fucking lucas while he gives a blowjob to y/n "aren't you tired already?" asked y/n to minho. "no. i have enough stamina and enough cum in these heavy balls for you too whores" he says spitting into his cock to introduce it into y/n… again.

[vaginalsauce]

Caught

warnings;

smut, fingering, unprotected, cockwarming?, mentions of being high, nicknames, semipublic, exhibition

a/n;

just a funny lil smut drabble, kirk is so yummy fr

summary;

You, Kirk, James, Cliff, and Lars have a movie night on tour, and it leads to you and Kirk doin some naughty naughty.

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The movie was nearing the halfway mark, but your head was too fogged up to pay attention. Kirk had his hand on your thigh, and was progressively sliding it higher and higher. You were positive he could feel the heat radiating from your cunt, hear your heartbeat, hear your breathing stagger.

The group had scattered around the hotel room, focused intently on the movie playing from the VHS.

You carefully spread your thighs, as Lars was laying at the foot of the bed. Kirk smirked to himself, leaning into your ear and pressing a kiss to the skin right below your earlobe. "Be quiet, baby."

His whisper sent shivers down your spine, and you almost lurched forward when he cupped your cunt, rubbing you through your shorts. "Think you can take these off for me?" He mumbled, tracing the hem. You nodded subtly, glancing around for a moment.

Never before have you been so grateful for a blanket in your life.

You let out a shaky breath as you gently lifted your hips, slipping the shorts down your thighs. No one even glanced, just assumed you were getting comfortable. Of course, even if they knew, it wasn't like they'd care much.

Kirk grinned, pushing your underwear to the side and immediately tracing a finger through your slick folds. You let out a shaky moan, to which you covered up with a cough, but with the glance you saw James and Kirk exchange, James was catching on.

It wasn't long before Kirk easily slid a finger into you, watching you closely out if the corner if his eye as your face threatened to twist into pleasure.

Your thighs almost closed, but Kirk caught your leg with his, keeping it pulled wide as he slowly began to pump his finger in and out of you, watching as you threw your head back. "Focus, pretty girl, gotta focus." He mumbled, just low enough as to not alert the others.

You were now pretty sure you were about to cry. Fuck, you just loved his fingers, but without the ability to vocalize your enjoyment, it was surprisingly frustrating. You raised your hips a bit to match with his hand movements, letting out a gasp as he curled his finger.

That got their attention.

"What was that, Y/N?" James chuckled, teasing. He knew for sure what was happening, but he wasn't gonna say anything. As for Cliff and Lars, they were clueless.

Kirk turned to look at you, his eyes big and focused on your face, tilting his head as if to act confused. "U-Uh, just thought I f...forgot to lock the door wh... uh.. when we left."

Kirk was making it so hard for you to talk. If it wasn't for the fact you usually talked slow when you were stoned, they would've been extremely concerned.

Lars shrugged, turning back to the TV.

"So wet for me, baby. Does this turn you on? Getting off on my fingers, just feet away from our friends?" Kirk's whispers were low and raspy, his mouth hanging open slightly as you arched your back against his chest, and your ass rubbing against the very prominent bulge in his pants.

"Kirk, baby, they're gonna know--" Kirk cut you off with a nip to your neck, kissing the marks softly right after. His fingers moved in and out of you slowly, before Kirk removed them completely.

Kirk lifted his hips up and unbuttoned his pants, tugging them and his boxers down as far down as he could without being noticed.

He pulled you back up to sit on him again, his pretty cock nestled perfectly between your lips.

"Feel how hard I am for you, honey? Need to be in this pretty pussy, 'kay? Gotta be quiet f'me. Can you do that?" Kirk muttered, hand reaching around you again to slowly grope at your tits from under your shirt. He pulled and tugged on your nipples, before releasing them and just running his fingers over the swollen buds.

"Kirk, I--" You were cut off by a loud shushing noise from Lars, earning a piece of popcorn being launched at him from James.

"You're literally being louder than them by doing that, you idiot."

While the bickering between James and Lars ensued, Kirk took the chance to lift you up and pull you down onto his cock, letting his head fall back. He bit the insides of his cheeks, and you let out a loud moan. All the heads in the room snapped to look at you, including Kirk's.

"No. No no no no no-- you are not--" Lars jumped up quickly, yelling loudly. James let out a loud cackle, and you just watched in horror as Lars began to yell.

You felt Kirk give a small thrust, just chuckling.

"Dude, I was going to sleep on that bed! I was two fucking feet away from You! Are you still-- Get out of her, dude, at least go somewhere else--!"

Kirk pulled the blanket from the bed, wrapping you in it after he pulled out. Not bothering to fix his pants, he picked you up bridal style, and packed you into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

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This is the first smut I've written in a literal year I am so sorry

[dirtybitfic]

Therapy pt.5 -final part

Matt sturniolo x y/n

contains- fluff, smutt , establishing a relationship, time skip.

Matt pov-

I woke up feeling a warm presence at my side.

I looked over seeing y/n sleeping peacefully on my side. She truly is the most beautiful woman inside and out.

I never thought i'd end up in this situation with a client but i'm don't regret it . She's perfect I mean she gets along with my brothers which is important to me and she submits to me perfectly .

I like her so much more than I ever thought I could and honestly i'm not mad about it .

she starts to wiggle around in her sleep and it makes me smile . How can someone so freaky in the bedroom look so innocent .

her eyes start to flutter open and I cant help but smile as she sleepily looks at me

y/n pov-

I just woke up as I look to my left and see matt already looking at me with a big smile on his face.

good morning gorgeous

good morning I say in a raspy voice.

I honestly forgot how it felt to fall asleep in the same bed with someone. I haven't gotten that good of sleep in a long time.

he smiles as he pulls me onto him and I lay my head on his chest. but I cant help but notice the bulge thats poking my stomach . I scoot up and position myself to straddle him. I still have no underwear so the only thing thats blocking contact is his boxers.

watcha doin he asks with a smirk .

ohh nothing I say with a small sigh but I cant help the smile that spreads across my face.

mhmm okay he says as he watches my every move intensely.

I move my hips a little causing a friction on my bare pussy . He groans and grabs my hips.

take off my boxers and ride me like a good girl he says in a calm but demanding tone . I slowly slide his boxers down until they're off and I throw them behind me some where in the room and position myself back onto his lap .

he slowly lifts my hips as I position myself at his tip and slide down slowly. Im already sore from last night and given his size the stretch is still painful.

I whimper as I get lower and lower.

look at you taking me so well he coos as I reach the base and he's balls deep inside me . I take a second to adjust before beginning to bounce on him.

f-fuck oh-my I gasp as his dick hits my g-spot with every bounce.

thats it bounce on it fuck he groans as he grabs my hips and helps me continue bouncing .

my legs start to shake as I feel my self about to orgasm

f-fuck im gonna cum I cry out as the orgasm is at its brink and is about to crash over me .

let it go cum all over my cock he groans and I pulse around him and my cum drip out of me and down his base.

fuck I whine as I come down from my high but my legs continue shaking .

your legs tired sweetheart he says in a deep tone that makes me clench around him.

mhmm I whine as I grind on him .

he immediately flips us over so he's onto of me now

he starts pounding into me hard and deep causing me to scream out.

FUCK M-MATT I say as my hand goes to him stomach trying to push him away from how deep he is.

he slaps me across the face causing me to moan .

take it like i know you can he growls as he moves my hand away and leans over me so I cant put my hand on him to push him away.

he's so deep and my legs are shaking as I feel a sensation building in my stomach.

f-fuck matt oh god im gonna I get cut off by my juices squirting out of me all over his dick and the sheets beneath me .

fuckk thats it squirt all over me he groans as I come down from my high.

im starting to get overstimulated but it feels so good.

fuck oh - m- my g-god so deep I cry as I look down and see the bulge in my stomach as he thrusts into me.

yeah you see how deep I am in you huh he says as he looks down smirking at the way his dick bulges in me.

mmm fuck FUCK MATT I... I cry as I squirt again this time more than the last creating a puddle under me . His thrusts don't ease up .

the stamina this man has is crazy I think as my head starts to feel fuzzy and pure euphoria takes over my body.

fuck look at you . My fucked out little slut he groans .

all I can do is whine as I quirt again .

fuckkk so fucking hot he groans as he watches me quirt all over him.

all that can be heard is my whines and heavy breathes mixed with his groans and the squelching sounds coming from my pussy as he pounds into me relentlessly.

mmmmm I whine as I rake my nails down his back .

he groans deeply as my nails break the skin.

fuck keep fucking doing that he groans as he presses down on my stomach where his dick bulges with each trust casing me to scream out .

AHH F-F-FUCK . I squirt again creating even more of a puddle underneath myself .

god damn such a good girl he praises as I convulse underneath him and my nails dig deeper in his back.

I can barely even think anymore as my body is shaking under him .

I wraps my legs around his waist as his arms move under me and hold me close to him and he pounds into me harder and I see stars.

fuckk you feels so fucking good squeezing me so fucking tight.

all I can do is whine and moan as my nails continue digging into his back he groans and whimpers into my neck as I dig deeper into his skin .

he moves back over me as he pulls my legs up and holds around both thighs with one arm and chokes me with the other .

give me on more orgasm show me how much of a whore you are for my cock he groans as I start wiggling underneath him.

ahhh OH FUCK ME I scream as my orgasm washes over me and I shake uncontrollably as my hips lift up and he hits an even deeper angle.

fuck im gonna fill this pretty little pussy up he groans as he grabs onto my hips and his thrusts get sloppier.

f-fuck please- g-give it to me I moan .

after a couple more thrusts he fills me up and I collapse back on the bed.

he pulls out and lays beside me pulling me into him as my legs shake and I catch my breathe.

how would you feel if I asked you to be exclusive he asks in a calm sweet tone. my heart flutters and I smile.

I would be totally okay with that . I don't want anyone but you . I say as I look up at him and hes smiling at me.

good cause I don't want you with anyone but me . Your mine understand

yes sir I say in a joking manor causing him to smile .

we lay there for a bit before getting up and changing the sheets again. Then taking a long hot shower.

my muscles have relaxed and we finally changes into clothes after drying off and decide to go up stairs and get a snack and some water.

chris and nick are in the living room. as we walk past they smile and greet us.

wow you guys slept the whole day nick says as you look out of the window realizing its nighttime again.

damn I guess so I say with a smile.

well we were about to watch a movie if you guys wanna join chris says with a smile.

yeah were gonna grab some snacks and well come back in

okay they both say as we go to the kitchen to grab snack and head back in.

we sat and watched Divergent . After we finished we decided to watch the second one.

after we finished they both went to bed and we decided to go back downstairs and watch the third one . We fell asleep again happy as ever.

2 years later-

Me and matt got engaged about 8 months ago and our wedding is in a week.

Im so glad I decided to do therapy 2 years ago or I would have never met the love of my life .

I live with him and his brothers and i'm the happiest I think ive been in a long time. I love his family to death.

his mom is by far my favorite woman ever and his dad is such a genuine sweet father .

I cant believe sex therapy led me to this but I wouldn't regret to for the world .

The end.

💋

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

#𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍.

anon asked ↺ Heyyyy so I’m an unapologetic whore and all I’m gonna say is: electro fatui/anemo fatui can fucking destroy me and I’d say that you:) (P.s. I love your works!!!)

cw. sub!reader, reader is a horny little shit, threesome, blowjobs, deepthroating, balls suckin', handjobs, fingering, messy sex, edging, overstimulation, size kink, size difference, thick n juicy dicks <33, cumming inside (use condoms irl!!), rough sex, dp 1 hole & tummy bulge. minors dni!!

lati. had to look up hentai for these fuckers so i could imagine their dicks n muscles more clearly in my head lmao,,

omg yes yes nonnie!! getting your little hole split apart by such big n bulky men and them takin' turns fucking you senseless until their cum heavy balls are emptied <33 electrohammer fucks your tight little throat through several orgasms and curses under his breath when you pop your mouth off the swollen tip and start desperately sucking on the underside of his impossibly thick cock and his heavy balls. anemoboxer grunts and groans when you start rapidly bobbing your head up and down on his cock, taking each delicious inch down with ease and moaning in pure delight when he grips your head and starts using your throat like his personal toy. you switch between the two when the one receiving your handjob starts thrusting into your hand, silently indicating that he needs your pretty little lips around his cock now. they're not allowed to cum from your mouth and hands though; each creamy load needs to be pumped into your eager hole <33

the two of them spend such a good while fingering you open, their big n calloused fingers spreading you nice and wide and allowing them to see just how small and tight you really are. it becomes a sort of game for them, to see who can get the closet to making you cum without giving you that relief. their padded fingertips rub and grind against each little spot inside your walls which drives you crazy bc you want their fat cocks inside you right now, but they're being so mean :(( even if you snivel and whine, they just keep edging you until you're reduced to a crying mess that can only think about their cocks. and of course when they feel satisfied that you've begged plenty and stretched out enough of course <33

the anemoboxer is the one who gets to ruin your pretty hole first, so eager to see your tight walls stretch around his fat cock and see you cling onto him bc he's so so big. and he's right; he's so thick n heavy that you can barely push the engorged tip into your body without whimpering and sobbing. but with a bit of courage on your part and the upwards snap of his hips, you take his cock like the good toy you are <33 and ugh, he loves how you drool n whine stupidly bc his fat girth is fuckin' you so good n deep, loves how you grind down into his animalistic thrusts and fuck yourself stupid on his cock. and ughh, he cums so deep inside, cums so much that your belly feels all full n warm by the time he pops out his cock soaked with his gooey seed.

the electrohammer fucks you with his big calloused hands holding your hips and your legs locked around his waist. each thrust loosens your arms around his neck, his cock rubbing against your sensitive walls and making your mind go blank. but who can blame you when he's just fucking you so deep n good, making your eyes roll back into your head as he fucks you through orgasm after orgasm and filling you with load after load of his steaming seed. he's been so pent-up, balls so heavy with his cum that it had been painful for him, so you really can't be upset when he fucks you so much that you're left gaping by the time he's done with you. when he notices the creamy dribbles of his release escaping your hole, he stuffs it all back in. you'll need to take everything if you're gonna be a good toy for him, right?

when they both start rubbing their engorged tips against your swollen hole, it's when you understand that you're far from done. the two of their huge cocks shouldn't even fit inside your tight n small hole ��� thick n veiny girths rubbing up against your spasming walls and triggering nerves that make you feel ready to break — but they do. and you're trying so hard not to pass out from the sheer feeling of being fucked so nice and wide, the sensation of your nerves feeling scorched and pricked with everything overwhelming. it takes the two of them caressing your face to bring you to somewhat clarity, and you desperately beg them to fuck your needy hole. it's the only thought in your fucked-out mind, but hey, who are they to complain? besides, how can they just ignore their little toy when you just begged so cutely and nicely? they'll fuck you in all sorts of positions, for however long they please, as long as you can take the extra load of cum into your puffy hole. you're more than happy to do that, bc you're loving how they're using you as their personal cumdump, holding you in place until they're satisfied.

you just look so pretty all covered in their cum, happily taking care of their needs and not complaining once <33

© latimeriafellfromheaven

[l1tw1ck]

The Deep End

You convince Aether to join the Abyss

FTM!Aether x Top!AbyssHerald!Reader

Series: Size Differences | Kinktober

Contains: Non-Con, Size Difference, Corruption/Mind Break, Belly Bulge, Virginity Loss (Blood)

Words: 736 | Reader Discretion is Advised

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"Lumine!" Aether yells, watching as his twin leaves through a portal.

"I'll take care of him, princess." You say, blocking Aether from entering the portal.

"Please! I need to see her!" Aether pleads.

"You will when you decide to join the Abyss Order." You reply.

"But the Abyss Order is evil!"

"Then I'll make you want to join us." You push Aether to the floor and rip his clothes off.

"Hey!" Aether tries to fight back. You turn him around and create hydro cuffs around Aether's wrists, preventing him from moving his hands. You flip them over onto their stomach and lift their ass up.

You finger Aether and play around with his dicklit, effectively making them wet. Even though it was against their will.

"Please stop!" They thrash around desperately.

You ignore him and pull your dick out. You put your hand on Aether's waist, you could crush him if you squeezed hard enough.

You push your dick into Aether's wet pussy, completely ignoring their desperate movements of protest. "You're so tight...fuck, are you a virgin?" You bite your lip. You push further in, forcing yourself through his hymen and causing him to bleed.

Aether screams, tears falling down. "St- stop!" They can't handle the stretch nor your size.

"Don't worry my future prince. Soon you'll be begging for more." You begin moving, both hands practically enveloping his waist.

Future prince? Aether couldn't imagine that at all. They could never think of themself as someone who would become a part of the Abyss Order, let alone become their prince.

"Mm-" You thrust into Aether at the perfect pace, slowly unraveling them into a pile of pure pleasure.

"Please.." Tears fall from Aether's eyes. He doesn't want to give in.

"Don't cry." You turn Aether's head to look at you. "Just let it happen, you'll feel better." You let go of him and fuck him harder.

Aether cries harder, moaning like a whore while he begs you to stop.

"You like it, don't you?" You smirk, spanking them.

"Nn- no~!" Aether sobs, clenching around your thick cock. Their body continues to betray them, it's begging for more while they're praying you stop.

"You're not good at hiding it." You laugh at him, your voice making Aether shiver. "You can admit it, you like getting fucked by me, Aether."

"I do- don't~! St- stop~! Aah~!" He keeps resisting even though deep down, he wants more.

You pull his braid, forcing his head up from the ground and away from his puddle of tears. "You must have a lot of pride, blondie, most stop pretending at this point."

"M' nnh- not pr- pretend~ pretending~!"

You pull Aether to your chest by his hair, your head resting on his shoulder. "I doubt it." Your free hand touches their exposed stomach, a clear bulge poking through. "See how full you are? You're so small but everything fits, it's like you were made for me."

Aether moans, feeling even more of you in this new position. You hold his small waist in your hand and slam into them harder, one particular thrust has them coming with a loud cry. "Fuh~ fuck~!" Their walls spasm around your dick, an intense feeling of pleasure running through their veins.

"Enjoying yourself now?" You smirk, groaning at how good he feels.

Aether gives up on resisting and nods. "I- I like it~"

"Like what?" You tease.

"Li- like geh- getting fuh~ fucked~ by yo- you~" They moan like a slut. "So- so good~ lik- like it so~ much~"

"Yeah? You like getting stretched open by me?" You release their hands from your hydro cuffs, clearly no reason for them anymore.

"Ye- yes~! Co- cock~ soo big~!" He rolls his eyes back, grinning stupidly and pressing down on his stomach. "Wa- wanna be yo- your prince~! Wan- wanna be fuc- fucked ev- uhh~ everyday~!"

"Whatever you wish, your highness." You keep your movements steady as you reach your peak, thick globs of cum filling Aether whole and in turn making him orgasm. You stop and give your prince the chance to breathe.

Aether twitches in your hold, looking down as your cum drifts down your shaft and mixes with their blood, creating a thick pinkish fluid. They feel their stomach getting inflated by your spend. "So full.." They murmur.

"You're royalty now." Your hand envelops his, a soft blush growing on the smaller male's cheeks.

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

I'd love some M_asked R_oyale prompts, especially involving an A_lolan H_iker or C_rasher W_ake

Oh sure! We can definitely do some more of him.

Once again, the amazing M.asked Royal has swept the three-way battle! He remains a master in the field...and a very hungry one at that. The crowd cheers as his drooling maw descends over the first of his opponents. He's greedy and merciless as he guzzles the trainer down, his bare stomach swelling out as he sends the man inside. The second tries to thrash around, but he's no match for the power of the masked strange, and he winds up being devoured just as fast as the first, legs flailing in the air as they're slurped down. The third and final meal goes without a fight, being shoveled into M.asked Royal's jaws with ease and devoured with gusto. He belches thickly as his last meal settles, giving his gut a few smacks and letting the crowd go wild around him. Once again, the mysterious trainer has defeated another three opponents! Fans will get their chance to fawn over the man while they churn away, no mercy awarded to them for their defeat. They were just a victory meal at this point, nothing more. People might notice the extra layer of fat on Professor K.ukui's stomach later that day, appearing the same as every time M.asked Royal wins a match. No one's made the connection between the two yet, though. No one who's still alive, at least. Some mysteries are better left unsolved, and the mystery of the M.asked Royal is one that plans to stay that way.

M.asked Royal pants as he keeps his grip on the ring as tight as he can. He's exhausted, his arms sore, and the sweat is making it hard to keep his grip. But he has to. He talked big about endless stamina and a hiker felt like putting it to the test. M.asked Royal feels those pecs flex around him again, still at his armpits. He's managed to survive for this long and he just has to last five more minutes without being sucked into the hiker's chest to win. Another flex pulls on him, and M.asked Royal feels his hands slip. It takes him a second to get his grip back. He smiles, though it's a bit strained. "I-I told you that I have boundless energy! Just...Just a few more minutes now." Another flex tries to suck him deeper. And it does, though he's still holding onto the ring with his fingers. He's up to his neck now, feeling both pecs on the back of his head, ready to pull him in. He tries to pull himself back out again and regain his grip on the ring. But then they flex again and his fingers slide right off. M.asked Royal's eyes widen and he lets out a cry that goes muffled as his face sinks right between the hiker's pecs. He grabs desperately for the ring, not just out of reach, but his arms are slurped into the hiker's chest with final flex that seals him away. The man lets out a content sigh, smiling down at his bulge chest. They bounce around with his squirming meal and he can see the imprints of the man trying to fight inside. He's always been a big fan of the M.asked Royal and to him, it was a great honor to be able to pack him away like that! 'Boundless energy' might have been an exaggeration, of course, as the hiker's chest makes very short work of its meal now that it has it. He pulls the mask out from between his pecs, now free of its owner. The stink of musk is intense coming from it, but the hiker figures, no one really knew what the M.asked Roal looked like. So who's going to know the difference if someone else puts on the mask? It's not like its real owner is here anymore to say otherwise. No one has to know there was ever a change at all.

M.asked Royal might not be a very official wrestler, but he also never turns down a real challenge! So when C.rasher Wake, coming in from S.innoh, challenged him to a match in the ring, he didn't refuse. It at least got the crowd real excited as the two of them duked it out. But M.asked Royal learns pretty fast why you shouldn't wrestle outside your weight class when he finds himself flattened again and again under the much heavier wrestler's bulk. Three matches is all he can take before he's totally out of it and C.rasher Wake is laughing boastfully to the crowd. Royal hoped that would be the end of it, but Wake had plans to collect his victory. M.asked Royal looks up to see the gym l.eader's pants down and his cock hanging out. He can't resist at all as his face is shoved into it and he's being slurped down for the entire crowd to watch. C.rasher Wake, for his part, is at least a good sport about it all, complimenting M.asked Royal for his efforts even as his legs are slurped in and he's turned into a bulge in the man's balls. With no more energy left to give, though, all the defeated man can do is curl up and let the superior wrestler's body liquify him down into a thick load. The last things he heard were the cheering crowd and C.rasher Wake's loud laughter before he's turned into nut sludge. For a final show from M.asked Royal, C.rasher Wake pumps his shaft until he's blasting his load into the ring. It splatters everywhere, coating it white as gallons of cum shoot out. Some bones lands with it, coated in the stuff, but most notably is M.asked Royal's mask striking the floor, soaked in cum. It was a good show for everyone and C.rasher Wake got a new mask to call his own, while the rest of the defeated wrestler would get mopped up later and eventually forgotten about.

[frenchfrywrites]

The recent big dick mc posts are fucking amazing. For one implied amab MC, dom/top MC and big dick. All of those pretty much fit my MC so well and now I got the urge to draw some of these scenarios.

And quick requests. If it's not too much of a trouble could you do more mating press headcanons but with the side boys. Because sometimes you just need to fold an angel in half and fuck him dumb.

Due to popular demand: Monster Dick MC +mating press with the rest of the guys

MINORS DNI

ps. thedum1 plz can I see ur drawings if u end up doing them 🥺

Diavolo is enthusiastically supportive of being fucked in a mating press. He loves any position that has you over him, and with this one he just feels so powerless as you breed him full of your cum. He gets mesmerized watching the bulge appear and disappear as you thrust into him, so much so that you might have to remind him to look at you by grabbing his jaw and forcing his head upwards. Dia will diligently hold his legs open for you, even if they're twitching and shaking from the force in which you pound into him.

Barbatos is hesitant to try out the position because he has to be on his feet all day, so he can't afford to have sore legs, however if you promise to give good aftercare he's very into it. He loves the feeling of your thighs pressed against his, how weirdly intimate it feels with you this close. Due to your closeness Barb also likes that he can see your face, although he can’t really with the way his eyes water and bubble with tears from how good it feels to have you so deep.

Simeon loves a mating press, but it definitely overwhelms him. Once you get him into the position he's already sobbing and crying about how he can feel you in his tummy. He'll tell you you're too big, he can't hold his legs like this, that the sounds of you slapping against him are too loud and too lewd, that it's too much, but if you suggest something different he'll get genuinely mad. He loves it so much even if he's "complaining".

Solomon is surprised that he enjoys it so much. He was pretty indifferent when beginning, but he quickly grows to love how deep you get. He likes to hold onto you and pull you closer though, so he’s not going to be the one holding his legs up for you. Instead he’ll wrap his legs and arms around you, pulling you so close that his dick rubs up against your chest. Refuses to look down at the bulge your dick makes because it will make him cum so quickly.

[subwonwooagenda]

Alan Grant HCs with self conscious S/O

Summary: Alan Grant headcanons with a female s/o who is self conscious about her body in the form of stretch marks, eczema, and big thighs.

Pairings: Alan Grant x Female s/o

Warnings: slight angst, slightly suggestive at the end but other than that its completely sfw, mention of stretch marks, eczema/acne, big thighs, tummy rolls.

Requested By: Anon request "Could I ask for headcanons for alan grant with a female s/o whos self conscious about her body? (like stretch marks, eczema, and big thighs)"

REMEMBER!! These things that i mention are completely normal, whether you are a male, female, no gender, skinny, plus sized, whatever you are you can experience any of these things, you are valid and you are beautiful! I love you!

Okay so first of all

Alan thinks you put the shine in sunshine

He adores you honey, EVERY part of you

He knows how insecure you can get if you're left to your own thoughts for too long and he understands it for the most part

so he does whatever it takes to remind you that you are the light of his life

This comes in to play when you two are relaxing at home, having a break from digging through sand in the blistering heat, and you have been upstairs trying on some new clothes you had bought

When you bought them, you were feeling like a lil baddie, you were happy, confident and you were at a crossroads because you didn't feel any of those things staring at your reflection right now.

You stared at your exposed stomach and thighs, standing in just your bra and underwear, and it seems to you that your brain put a spotlight on every one of your "flaws"

You couldn't see anything other than your thighs, covered in stretch marks, your stomach rolls bulging out more to you than they have before, your slightly inflamed eczema on your shoulders, and your acne littering the top of your breasts.

you didn't even know you were crying until you felt the cold feeling of the tears fall from your face to your neck.

Meanwhile, an alert Alan was standing in your bedroom doorway, watching as you subconsciously tried to push your stomach in.

He decided enough was enough when the tears started to fall, quickly making his way over to where you stood infront of the mirror.

You slightly jumped as Alan's arms wrapped around your middle, hands resting on your stomach, gently rubbing circles into your skin.

"Bad thoughts today, huh?"

he softly said into your ear, his warm breath bringing a certain comfort you've been searching for the past twenty minutes.

You'd whisper, body relaxed into his, allowing his hold to sort of protect you from your own mind.

"They're everywhere, Al.."

You'd whisper, talking about your marks and spots, sniffles slightly drowning out your words and tears beginning to pool in your eyes again.

Alan rests his chin on your shoulder, looking at you in the mirror, his hands rubbing at the stretch marks on your stomach, almost like he was rubbing them away for you.

"They're a part of you, my dear. It may seem like they're ugly but they are a part of what makes you the woman i adore and love."

he'd tell you, pressing small kisses on your shoulders

"What if i want them to go away?"

You'd ask him, your shaking voice slowly starting to calm

He would smile softly, his body slowly swaying both of you side to side.

"If you truly wanted them gone then id help you, well work together to help you see yourself the same way i do."

His words truly hit you deep. He loved you the way you were but he was more than supportive to help you "better" yourself if you were truly unhappy with the way you see yourself.

"Although i must admit, if they do go away i for sure will miss the feel of them."

Hed mumble into your neck, pressing soft kisses as his hands moved to rest right underneath your breasts

You and him both laughed a bit, your head turning to press a kiss to his cheek in a form of thanks, a small smile resting on your lips.

"now why don't we, get you into some comfy clothes and we can relax and i can show you all the parts of you that i adore."

Hed mumble, pressing a kiss to your lips as he swept you up into a bridal carry, carrying you off to the bathroom to take a romantic bath together ;)

He knew that the thoughts wouldn't be silent forever but he loves you and he would always be there to help you fight against them.

Word Count: 645

[muffindaddystyles]

𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺?

Summary: Where you're pregnant but clueless and Harry's going feral at your mood swings.

Warning: Fluff. Smut. Angst. Long. dad!Harry.

Pairing: Harry x (fem!reader)

One the dining table surrounded by Jeff and his family were Y/n and Harry. His slender soft hands were gesticulating, heart shaped lips bubbling onto British accent and he cackled loudly but his beautiful laugh didn't caught y/n attention. She rolled the peas in her plate, twiddling with her fork. She never had a liking for peas. But, at the moment in her plate they're disgusting her to pit making her go paler. She just wants a big appetizing spicy meal is it too much to ask?

As, they did business talk she sighed shakily relaxing into her plush chair and when Harry's concentration diverted to her he placed his calloused hand atop her thigh giving it a squeeze.

"What d'ya say, y/n?" He carried a tinge of lust and mischievousness both in his jade eyes and his smirk as he stroked her flesh from under the table.

Believe me y/n is in no mood to be teased at. She glared him with hooded peepers and smacked his hand away, blowing away his irises. Thankful enough everyone was too occupied in their own bubble to hear the stinging 𝘵𝘩����𝘢𝘤𝘬! sound of slap Harry just got because of his antics.

"Heeeeeyyyyyyy." He complained with a twitch of his lips narrowing his eyes to crinkles. Y/n just shrugged giving attention to Jeff's baby sitting beside her.

Harry scoffed quifing his hickorey curls back when he saw how her entire demeanor changed into his usual cheerful lovie the moment she turned to the little girl beside her, his heart swooned into unconditional love as she helped the baby to collect her peas into a large spoon.

Once they were done with this little business dinner where Harry decided whether he should opt for his new movie or not they left for home, because y/n was getting quite antsy.

At the threshold of their home Harry cradled her face kissing her with tongue and wet full mouth. He moaned shamelessly as she palmed his bulging cock slowly. Harry was sliding the straps of her dress down when she shook her head slipping from her heels with the support of his shoulders.

"Not tonight, H." She didn't gave him further explanation instead a painful soft hiss escaped her lungs when the balls of her feet met the wooden floor. Her back and feet are on fire. She's a pro at wearing heels and never feeling achy, this new change's making her want to grunt frustrated with all of her previous 'm-not-feeling-well mood.

Harry's jaw fell to ground at her dismissal. She didn't even glanced back leaving him hard and wrecked into his trousers. He thought for a second maybe she's mad at him for something he has done in past but when he pushed his every funny brain cell to work he couldn't find anything.

She was out like a night bulb till the time Harry brushed his teeth and changed into sweats. His lips quirking up at the slightest of plush-y pout at his lovie's face and he sneaks his forearms underneath her lousy body pulling her closer to his naked chest kissing her pout and smoothing the littlest of frown on her forehead.

Harry groaned in the hot of night wandering hands finding for her in the middle of sheets but he could grasp on nothing but her scent.

Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand and with an adorable loud yawn he slinged his legs to the foot of bed, going on an adventure to find for his misses.

Every floor-board creaking the weep of sudden alarm, yellow mellow luminosity falling at his feet from the kitchen and he pipped his head from the door frame to have a look of what's happenin' inside.

He shakes his head, the knuckle of his index under the plump of his bottom lip as he took in the beautiful sight of his baby on the floor sitting her butt infront of the wide open refrigerator.

His button up shirt doing nothing to hide her collarbones exposing the rosy flesh of her tits and the nude panties flashing from the bent valley of her knees.

She's gobbling spoonfuls of chocolate ice-cream straight from the tub, an erotica novel perched upon her knee and she looks innocently sexy wearing her baby-pink reading glasses.

Harry clamps his mouth shut from laughing out loud when she tried to drink the melted icecream from the tub and it all splashed onto her face down her chest.

At first she groaned licking it clean still reading the erotica which's causing a pool of arousal in her panties but then a certain dirty page and she threw her head back moaning making Harry gasp a "fuck." in surprise.

He blinked several times, lines pinching at his forehead when the book fell from her hold carelessly and she leaned back a little tracing her sweet coated fingers down her hip-bones.

She didn't wanted to be touched hours ago and look at her now Harry thought smugly as she nibbled her bottom lip inside her pretty mouth putting pressure onto the wet patch of her soaked panties making her whimper intensely.

With a huff she got rid of any barrier between her pussy and fingers lying back on the core floor and Harry took the inside of his cheek in between his morals when her smooth pussy folds drenched into her juices glistened exposed full infront of him.

He don't wants to disturb her by any means so standing there he just enjoyed the pleasuring sight of her playing with herself.

She hisses toying her swollen clit back and forth. Her fingers covering in her wetness and Harry wants to suck them as her wedding band completely shined with her arousal.

"Oh. Yes..." She breathily moaned eyelids fluttering when after circling her hole with many lewd strokes she finally inserted her middle and index inside herself.

Harry's legs clenched tightly and he cupped his boner when she arched her spine into air while caressing her spongy sweet spot, "fuck. baby." Harry whispered mouth getting dry, he wants to fuck her right and there but he wouldn't. He's getting too much ecastasy seeing her get off.

"Oh my god. Harry..." The dams of every affection inside Harry broke down floating his heart in the flood of so much love for his lover and he smiled proudly as she fucked herself with her fingers but yelled his name, for all she could imagine's him.

Pinning her down. Shoving his cock inside her. She thinks of how he'd manhandle her then after fucking her raw he'd make love to her, with languid strokes of his cock against her walls and how he'd whisper all the dirty sweet things she loves to hear.

"Fuck. 'M-—gonna.." Her pupils dilating as she sped her motion rocking her hips, her nails scratching the inside of her wide spread thigh and Harry could see the rim of her hole palpilating around her moving digits, knowing she's close to tipple into bliss.

"C'mon sweet girl. cum fo' me." He whispered sweat breaking at his back and she bolted her eyes shut, palm slapping against her pelvis and she gritted her teeth, bucking her hips for more causing her tits to bounce at how his shirt has ridden low down her ribs and Harry litreally lost it.

"Oh fuck daddy.." She gave a sultry shameless moan when the waves of pleasure hit her causing the knot in her belly to burn into ashes finally. Heat crawled at the Harry's cheeks and throat when she didn't stopped blabbering "fuck, fuck daddy." pushing her fingers in and out vigorously until her thighs cramp together.

She tastes her own cum with a hint of icecream and she giggled loudly delicate fingers still inside mouth shaking her head at what she did, hiding her eyes under her arm.

Harry puts his fist atop his heart. The sight too much to handle. Not to startle her he soundlessly makes his way back to their bedroom.

Showering quickly she pads into bed straddling from over his chest and a whiff of her after orgasm hit his nostrils making him weak in his act that he's deep in slumber.

She smauches a loud fat kiss to his cheek and Harry almost—almost gave out a warm smile which went unnoticed by her as she snuggled under his armpit slinging her leg over his hip to feel the closeness.

Seven in the morning and she felt empty, a burning inside her for again wanting to be touched. She was admiring his features, the freckles sheltered beside his nose, twin moles at his little cute chin and she grazed her hands all over his taught tanned shoulders getting her leverage with them and straddling his torso with a sudden shift.

She swiped a long fat stroke of her tongue from his sternum to his adam apple, grazing her pearl teeth against his jugular vein. He's undeniably beautiful when he's asleep. She thinks he looks extra fuckable in the morning. So, sensitive and raspy under her.

She pecks his lips, then his glossy eyelids and then a kiss to very skin that's visible to her. Hormones going wild inside her and she feels herself warm. She slides down a little softly massaging her pelvis against his, while sucking his nipple inside her mouth.

Harry stirs in his sleep brows furrowing and she lulls her head at her shoulders eyes at ceiling as she humped his morning hard rock cock.

"Lovie'?" He grogged out only hissing at end when she grinded with a sluggish push, his hardness prodding between her covered pussy lips.

"Want you, baby.." She whined. Breaths ragged hair sticked to her hairline from the eagerness and Harry smirked gliding his damp palms up her thick thighs, "c'mon baby take me." She ushered urgently snapping her hips in dying lust.

"Thought ye' didn't wanted me las' night?" He playfully rasped out pawing at her hips and her cheeks flushed with crimson. She abruptly rolled to side from over him fiddling with her shirt, something in her emotions isn't right at the moment she noticed. Why the hell she wants to cry when she herself dismissed him but when he's teasing her it's getting on her nerves.

"Hey. hey...m'sweet cherry look at me." He hastily cupped her cheeks concern in his eyes as he sat on his knees tilting her chin to make her look at him. "Was kiddin' didn't mean it." He leaned to kiss her oh so softly and her stomach knotted just from his lips.

"Gonna take care of yer', shh." He caressed her nipples from under his shirt leaving love bites at the hilt of her jaw shushing her with a gentle coo when she whimpered grinding her pussy against his bulge.

From the last night experience he's aware she doesn't. want. to. be. teased in any case so he yanked his sweats down and his cock hit her lower abdomen making her giggle which soon fueled down when the pink head of his erection brushed against the spongy wall of her exposed cunt.

He kissed her shoulder tugging his cock giving it few lazy pumps and his precome dropped in between her pussy folds, making her gasp and grope his arse for more.

She coiled her arms around the nape of his neck as he swirled her earlobe with his tongue humming when he crushed her under his weight after burying himself deep into her sloppy sweet cunt. Her tight walls milked and nursed his cock that he could cum inside her without any movement from how sensitive he's.

"Mhm. Feels good." He murmured trailing kisses from the dip where her delicate collarbones meet the curve of her neck and she groaned lewdly when he kneaded her nipples which are way plumper than before.

"Harry..." She locked her ankle above his spine, scratching her nails down his lustrous back knowing it makes him crazy and when she whined under him it sent his brows rocketing to his forehead.

"Fuck me hard, baby. Bang me." He pushed himself back from the crook of her neck with the support of his elbows on either side of her temple. Eyes wide, brows kinked into amusement and lips parted staring her with ever surprise.

"Bu' ye' like it slow in the mor—" Poor Harry retorted to his wife like a kiddo of two. Confused in the abrupt change of their routine. Their morning sex's always sensual and passionate, she enjoys the warmth of his weight all over her and how he embraces her like a blanket while grinding their pelvises slowly.

He grunted with a squeal of high pitch when she flipped him to side crawling up at his thighs, "I know lover. But right now I want to be fucked, so bad." She muttered distractedly wrapping her cold hand around his eternity and guiding it inside of her as Harry watched her rather proud at her swankness, his non-existent double chin forming when he tried to see properly.

"Ah-ah." Her moans strangling in her throat. Harry gripped her thighs with a harsh softness just how she likes it as she took pleasure of atlast being filled. Her ass cheeks pressed again his loaded balls.

Her nails digging into his taught chest as she planted her hand behind herself atop his thigh now Harry could practically see his veiny erect cock disappearing inside her.

He grunted hoarsely collecting his and her arousal bringing it to her chest and twisting her nipples mildly not to hurt her but it still did since she's pregnant. Pregnancy means sensitivity every fucking where!

"Ow." She slapped his wrist and Harry immediately pulled his hands away in a frenzy of worry, "did I hurt ye'?" He blabbered pushing her closer to his chest with his palms pressed at her back.

"No...maybe mornin'. S'okay." She frowned at herself at what's happening with her but soon it all melted away when his cock hit her g-spot into pleasurable massaging patterns.

Harry moaned into her ear when she squeezed around him, "hmm. lovie' keep doin' that and I wouldn't last long." He thrusted his cock hard for the first time and she whimpered a plead of "harder."

"Spank me daddy." She hummed eroticaly eyes closed as she rid his big cock deeper and deeper that she felt him in her tummy. "Dirty girl. Fuckin' insatiable. mhm? fucked herself last night still wants to get railed by daddy."

His large bare hand came smacking her ass with a stinging but pleasuring pain causing her ass to jiggle and he kneaded her asscheek to soothe the red sting only to spank her again that sent her into a blabbering mess of, "please daddy." not knowing what her pleads are for.

Swiveling her hips, she shoved her face into the crook of his neck sniffling his sweet vanilla smell as Harry did all the work to make them cum.

"Close." She whispered daintyly and Harry nodded kissing her head giving few more intense thrusts. His cock twitching coated into her arousal and buried into her walls.

"Fuck. hell darlin'—" He shouted groggily fucking into her feeling that desireful burn collecting at the bottom of his spine same goes for y/n and her mouth agaped into silent scream when her pussy cramped around his dick due to her waiting for him to cum with her.

Harry grabbed her jaw smashing his lips over hers into a wet smauchy kiss, tongues stroking lazily and lips caressing like ocean waves. They both moaned into eachother's mouth when that bone crushing and toe curling pleasure drowned them.

"Blood-eh hell." Harry chuckled breathily. His hand wounding around her hair on the neck as he didn't even wanted a thread like barrier in between of her.

"Fucks me so well." She yawned trailing her nose up and down at the back of his earlobe. Her breaths rough and in sync with his. "Shower?" He pecked the corner of her lips and the closed lid of her eyes.

"Can we sleep fo' some more?" She murmured with a lisp and he smiled widely bobbing his head tucking away her wild loose hair, squeezing her waist and taking an hour nap with his cock still inside her warm snug cunt.

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In the shower she couldn't resist from groping and teasing him, and he didn't tried to pry away from her. Her wildness and libido is everywhere like a gooey mess and he's loving it. Harry had to hold her with slippery soppy hands as she gave him lazy mindblowing head under the cold shower despite her knees went stiff from tiles and her back burned like it never did before.

She adored her husband's back with her chin resting atop her fist, his shoulders shifting, damp curls bouncing as he prepared the better for pancakes. The aroma of banana batter making her tummy go funny and her chest tightening.

When Harry spinned to meet her eyes. Her honey pooled eyes bedazzling and features silken under the golden sunshine. Sparrows carried Harry's heart into a meadow where there's just love and affection.

"What got into ye' bunny?" She didn't diverted her gaze from his as he whisked the batter leaning at her level, raising his brows in a questioning.

"Dunno." She shrugged and he pecked her lips but she scrunched her nose at the whiff of amber moist mintish wooden coming from Harry's collar. The baby didn't liked Harry's new scent at all!

She's feeling sick to her stomach. The morning sickness hitting her. Bringing her hand to cover her nose she spoke muffled with a gag, "what are you wearin'?" He frowned pulling back sniffing his own armpits.

"Wha'? Ye' didn't liked it?" Her choices matters most. And no even if she would have the baby didn't at the moment. She shook her head in denial and Harry didn't even muttered another word when she rushed to washroom.

Her knees colliding with the hardcore tiles and fingers griping the rim of toilet as she puked any of the contents she had in her stomach with a burn in her throat and bloodshot eyes.

In an instant he was by her side. Hands meandering into her loose tresses massaging her scalp soothingly as he cooed sweet nothings to her knowing how much she hates to vomit, the only reason she doesn't drink.

With a loud groan she smashed her cheek against her forearm, her hairline sticky and goosebumps appearing at her bare legs.

"You okay, darlin'?" He asked her kneading the dimple at her spine and she nodded slouching into his arms, "see it's all icecream." He pointed to the toilet bowl full of that icky thing.

"Yuck." She blew him off and he chuckled helping her to stand up, "maybe ate too much icecream last night." She giggled with foamy mouth while brushing her teeth.

"S'kay sweet girl. gonna flip some pancakes, join me in the kitchen." She rolled her eyes. He smooched a kiss to her cheek winking and waddled outside.

They fought over the last pancake only that Harry decided they should share but when he looked how she gave him puppy eyes his heart melted into caramel honey and he ended up feeding it himself to her.

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There's nothing too much to do atleast for Harry during the quarantine. He writes and plays some melodies. Then he goes on his mission to annoy y/n while she's doing her nine to five job, he cracks her toe-fingers, tickles her soles, trails kisses at her ankles and pushes her buttons so much knowing when she gets all riled up she traps him under her and fucks the shit out of him so bad he couldn't sit on his arse next two days.

"Harry! unlike you I've an actual job." Today at last she snaps her frustration at him because her spine feels like it would break into two despite of whole pillow kingdom under her.

"Heyyyyyy." He complains sucking her big toe into his mouth and she throws her head back with a slightest of relief.

"Maybe. 'M bout to get my periods. Too cranky." Only if she knew. She pouted placing the laptop over the nightstand crawling to his laid body, "c'mon baby lemme loosen up ya' a bit and fuck you hard." Harry's words immediately pooling her panties with warmth and she nodded eagerly kissing him with open mouth.

He fulfilled his promise. Gave her a proper massage with coconut oil and when he separated her asscheeks to have a look at her glistening cunt, she was dripping and Harry couldn't resist to take her on the stomach.

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She's two months pregnant and her cravings are kicking her hard. The whole night she stared at ceiling of bedroom thinking about the roasted chicken, spaghetti, anything mouth watering and appetizing she could imagine off.

At the moment as Harry snored cuddled up inside her while she laid straight on her back. Chocolates were all where in her mind. She swiped her tongue between her lips, sneaking her arm from under Harry and strolling to kitchen. She rummaged through cabinets and refrigerator for her favourite box of her dark chocolates.

She loves them. When in university she couldn't afford them she would save her extra coins to buy them and when they started dating Harry picked upon her certain likeness. He would bring her those chocolates loving to see how blush used to creep up at her cheeks, how she would looka at floor and scrunch her bunny nose from avoiding to give her excitement.

At the moment all she want is to taste that rich and bursting feeling seeping into her taste buds. She huffed stomping her feet when she couldn't find the purple of box of chocolates.

Tears brimming in her eyes and anger boiling inside her at the fact why she's crying, for fuck's sake!

She strided grumpily to their bedroom. Jumping on the bouncy mattress so furiously that Harry was about to fall down but he didn't woke up. He's high in his dreams.

"Psst. Bambi. Harryyyyyy." She whispered yelled poking his dimples and pinching his nose to clog his breathing, rocking his body drawling out a tired, "harryyy wakey. wakey." The sight's so funny to see. She's all teary. Pink nose. Shining eyes. Fat tears at her collarbones but still she's trying to be humble on him.

"Huh-uh, bubby?" He rasped out squinting his eyes to see what's happening around him. She sucked her bottom lip inside to stop from hiccuping and worrying him more. She hates to make him anxious for herself.

"D-do you know where my chocolates are?" He sighed guilt tripping from his breath.

"Ate 'em. Swear the only bar was left." She wants to do something to him. To scowl at him and make him bring the chocolates right fucking now to her but she pushed her own yearn for them down. Wiping her nose she just muttered a little "okie." getting comfortable into his sprawled arm.

Even in the sleepiness Harry sensed her fumbleness and restlessness. She shook her head kissing his head when he yawned a "sorry." then tangled their legs together snuggling into her cosily.

The first thing in the morning Harry did was bought her those chocolates and a cold mocha when he went for a jog. She was still sleeping. He was bout to wake her up since it was past nine, but the exhausted lankiness of her made him do the opposite. He didn't disturbed her until it was past noon.

"You specially went to buy these for me!?" She chirped with enthusiasm. Tip-toeing to meet his lips and Harry shied away at her lovin'. He hummed at the bitter-sweet taste of chocolate on her wine lips.

"I always do. Don't I?" He chuckled confusingly. She sang a melody in agreement strolling in the kitchen giving a smack to his bum and a pinch to his hip. He just thinks the work really tired his poor wifey past days, now she got a proper sleep she's back to her bubbly self.

The storm is yet to come. An unexpected wave of ocean's yet to crash onto their relationship.

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Their routine's like this. She wakes up late. He drags his ass in the empty house with a bored expression and puppy eyes. Then they eat breakfast in their bed, mostly made by Harry. Then Harry takes her, on the back, on her stomach, on all fours, against the kitchen counter, on the plushiest couch while they watch one movie as usual go, most of time distracting her from work and putting his mouth on her cunt, giving her his long slender fingers on her demand, sometimes fucking her in the pool because she looked too gorgeous in her sunflower bikni. He loves how plump and soft like a pudding she has got.

It's sex. Anytime and everytime.

Then they share a glass of milk and cookies before going bed, doing an innocent act before doing the really filthy ones.

It's five in the morning and Harry's leaving for L.A for some contracts. Her chin wobbled and bottom lip jutted as she hugged him for dear life refusing to let him go.

"Y/n. Hey, sweet baby listen t' me yeah?" He coaxed her petting her hair. She shook her head and he giggled showering her in his many sweet sloppy wet kisses.

"Travelling in a damn pandemic? Seems like a bad idea to me." She gruffly spoke. Eyes stinging as she tried to hold her tears. The baby in her belly's gonna miss their daddy.

"I have to." He sighed lingering his lips over her temple, giving her tender forehead kisses many times but it didn't soothe the burn in her.

"Jus' take care, okay? Please." She gave in atlast instructing the love of her life and cupping his cheeks to look in his eyes. He laced their fingers together kissing her engagement ring and her softest palms.

"I'll. don't worry darlin'. Ye' take care of yer'self too check the locks before sleeping, yeah?" She sniffled in between of giggles when he lulled her face in between his palms side to side like a smol kid.

"Now go...before I change my mind and lock you up inside." Honestly he doesn't want to go too. But it's important and that's the only issue. With a heavy heart he waved her from their porch, blowing her a kiss which she caught and pretended to shove into her shirt in the middle of her tits making his laugh echoe in the neighbourhood.

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Harry don't forgets to check upon her even with the time zones. He talks to her until she falls asleep. He helps her get-off from his dirty talking through phone and warns her not to cum till he gives permission. She obeys like an atta good girl she's.

She's been having carvings. Having wild libido to soothe down her desire. She throws tantrums with no-one around and has been not doing her work properly. She cries from the frustration and achy tendions of hers and that Harry's not her to heal them better.

Most of all she misses Harry more than she should.

She's watching telly after facetiming Harry before he went to sleep. She crunched on her pringles, it's like her soul got relief from how bad she wanted to eat them.

She awed at the babies on the telly. Some in their diapers and onesies, some with cute chubby cheeks, with piggy tails and blabbering mess. Her baby fever on it's peak.

Then it crashed on her. The epiphany. She didn't got her periods did she? She was blaming it on her periods but in reality she never got them.

She gasped in astonishment and anxiousness not knowing what to do but waddled to the ensuite washroom. She pulled the hem of her panties first when she found it spotless her nerves crippled more.

She carelessly took the tattered t-shirt of Harry from over her head and threw it to hamper. Her breath hitching looking at her breasts, it looks swelled and full, she brushed the pad of her fingers around the areola and pinched her eyes when she felt them a tiny bit of moist from the nipples.

But, it could be from something else right? So. She raked her sight down her tummy and unfortunately she found it a tiniest bit of showing, she fake assured herself when in reality it was really visible the barely roundness atop her pelvis. But, it could be from the way she was home for three months and did nothing except of gobbling food upon food right?

In a hurry she went to nearest grocery store. The cashier lady gave her an assuring smile closing her eyes to calm y/n nerves down and y/n hastily said a "thank you." Indicating how her gesture made y/n warm.

Siting on the toilet seat she waited impatiently head in her one hand and other holding the pregnancy test. Her tears on bayline. Wishing Harry was with her at this time. He missed it.

When the test came out of positive she sobbed out. Doing another one with shaky fingers. And heasteric sobs.

The anxiety making her sick to core. Her head pounding and she ended up throwing. She just wants him by her side. For him to tell her it's okay. That he's so fuckin' happy he could cry and she should too. But he's not and she doesn't even know he wants this baby. His baby. Their baby.

Ofcourse. They've talked about having a family and having little Harrys messing around everywhere in their house but they never tried for it. It was too early. They're married from just two years. Yeah. You got married in the last year of uni and have your surname as Styles which Harry's quite proud and smug of that he have his initials in his girl's degree.

She just started a proper job an year ago. With tear stained face she slowly went to bed, bringing her knees closer to her chest and sandwiching her hands in between them as she cried to sleep.

She doesn't know how to act. Not when there's nobody beside her to cajole her emotions to trepidation. No-one to rub her back and tell her that she's gonna be a lovely mommy. Not when she doesn't know if he wants all of this but she has decided that she wants it even if she looses her job or him.

When she startled from her sleep not very long after she reached for her phone dialling Harry's number. He was exhausted like a dead bee and one of his friend had to shake him. He went all alarmed at her name and snatched the phone putting it to his ear.

"You were asleep." She asked with a rough voice and he hummed trying to open his eyes. Few sniffles that were swallowed back in her throat and she managed to speak her voice wavering.

"Umm...we need to talk. It's urgent." At her words Harry shot up from his sleepy position his own voice shaky now, "what d'ya mean?" She wants to tell him that Harry Styles you're gonna be a daddy. But, she didn't. She couldn't.

"Can you take the flight back home?" He was already on his feet looking for his things, "yeah. Comin' back home." She closed her eyes just trying to relaxe herself.

"Will it affect our marriage?" He asked anxiously. She shrugged muttering and looking down at her barely visible bump. For the first time she felt so lonely, "depends on you."

"You're scarin' me darlin'." He rushed out without an explanation to his friends taking the first flight back to London. He was already exhausted and jittery. Now emotional too assuming worst scenarios of what happened in the sudden change of her mood.

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It was early morning when he reached home. His heart dropped when he found the kitchen empty, threshold barren despite of knowing she's mostly asleep at this hour of morning but still he was afraid.

He found his love in the living room. Her back to him and when she turned to him his chest tightened. She's a sight for sore eyes. But she's looking sore and like a cherrie pie at the moment.

"Bunny? Everything's alright?" She shook her head left and right that caused him to walk towards her hurriedly with wobbly legs.

Tears welling her eyes again. "You've to sit, first." She said in between her breaths and his own strucked inside him as to what the news is that would send him falling. He could pray only at the moment.

He crouched to his knees infront of her and she brushed his lousy curls back as he ran his hands up her thighs, smiling at him through tears but it soon vanished and Harry felt like he could give out a one sob or perhaps two.

His brows knighting together in confusion when she curled her fingers around the hem of her baggy shirt. She bolted her eyes shut. Harry stared the littlest of bun of her tummy gradually dots connecting in his mind.

"I'm pregnant, Harry." She said in a one breath. Dunno if she heard it too. Harry kept on staring at the womb that holds his baby, his fingers stopped moving and when it took too long for him to give a reaction she jumped to conclusions rambling.

"It's okay if you don't want it. We'll figure it out, but I want this baby. I don't care if you d—" She was cut off with the first gentle touch of Harry's to her belly as he stroked it with his thumb that sent electricity sensations to his heart, "shut up. I'd risk my life for it."

At this she sobbed out and he did too. She did right to make him sit else he'd have fainted in the middle of their room at her happy news.

"I thought-" Her cries got muffled as she continuously kissed the insides of his calloused palms and his knuckles, "why?" He wasn't stern or offensive he's just curious and seriously worried that what of his actions made her think that he wouldn't keep this baby. His own baby.

"Dunno. We were never prepared for this, you know..." He chuckled at her kissing the top of her nose. Peppering kisses all over her face. The mother of his baby.

"Why wouldn't I want a sweet human we created together? I'd want as many as we could. next time we would be on a whole mission." She giggled jabbing his shoulder and he gave out a hearty laugh slipping his mop of curls under her shirt smauching wet loud pecks and kisses to her tummy his words slobbery, "two bunnies!" His voice squeaky and comic with excitement.

He took her in his lap. Saturating any distance between and kissed her lovingly with more love and tenderness now she's carrying his baby.

"The mother of meh' baby." He murmured into her mouth stroking the corner of her lips as he deepened the kiss, "s' proud of you." He appreciates her for bearing all the sickness, achiness and icky-ness.

"Thank you for bearing my fussy ass." He's more giggly feeling not even a bit of jet-lag and shook his head smirking at her, "I know you're gonna be way more fussy than this, bu' I love you too much that I'll handle your tantrums."

She ruffled his hair kissing his forehead.

"Now...I got to know why ye' always craved for chocolates all the time, our baby loves chocolates jus' like ye'." He gave a squeeze to the soft flesh of her ass and went all serious in another minute, "gonna feed ye' favourite chocolates because no way she's getting this amount of sweetness when she's born, don't want rotten teeth." He has already glued to his chosen gender.

Y/n laughed loudly at his silliness. Apologising she pecked his lips cinching her fingers through his baby curls, "seriously Harry? We don't know the gender yet."

"'S gonna be my sweet sweet girl, with pretty little mouth of yours and my eyes." Y/n is fuckin' sentimental and again tears of undeniable love brimmed in her eyeliner for the loving man, father of her unborn child.

He trailed kisses from her throat to her cheeks cradling it in his two fingers, "now tell me bunny. How do you want me." He was hovering over her lips and when she wet them they striped against his.

"Make love t' me then fuck me rough." His hips bucked at her boldness and she pinned down with an arch of her brow, kissing him passionately so he murmured a "heyyyyyy." In her mouth squirming under her giving her Bambi eyes.

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A/N: My fingers (R.I.P). Please, reblog and give your feedbacks all the love and kisses!!

Moji.

[peterrparrkerr]

Oviposition - read on ao3

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Tony waits until he's sure everyone is asleep before making his way to the lab. He's not been able to stop thinking about the arachnid since he'd arrived.

It had started out as curiosity -a boy more insect than human, with pitch black eyes and four extra legs sprouting from his spine. He was a character straight out of a comic book.

They were testing him -trying to see how it was he got to be what he is, and in that testing, Tony found things that only drew him in more.

Tony's team found out a lot in the few months they had him. His senses were all dialed to an eleven, so he could hear, smell and see things Tony couldn't. He could feel individual threads in almost every fabric offered to him, and could list every ingredient in his food with complete accuracy.

His eyes -though terrifying and demonic looking when the boy got upset- made him look almost cute when he tilted his head to the side.

Tony swiped his key card and pulled the door open when the little red light switched to green. The lab had an eery blue glow to it when the white florescent lights weren't on.

He makes his way on silent feet across the lab to the cell they had kept the boy in. He couldn't help it. There was no talking himself out of it.

He needed- he needed to see the boy.

They'd discovered something about their arachnid friend that had Tony aching for it. He hadn't herb able to sleep, too busy imagining it. Imagining his gut filled with the eggs the boy apparently carried instead of semen.

He stops at the cell door, peering inside. The ten by ten space is covered in webbing. Spun from the boy himself.

In the top right corner is a tunnel, big enough to crawl through and leading to what Tony can only assume is his nest.

They'd tested the webbing too, and Tony couldn't help but look at the webs in awe.

Tony takes a deep breath, then swipes his card.

There's a click, the red light flickers green, and then Tony's stepping inside. He makes sure to close it behind him, locking them both inside.

There's movement above him. Tony looks up, tracking the sounds as the boy moves from his spot in his webbed nest to the tunnel.

Tony barely makes out the shining eyes at the tunnel's entrance. They reflect the blue light terrifyingly.

"Hello, Peter," Tony greets softly, as to not spook the boy.

There's a second or two where the boy doesn't move, and then two spider legs emerge from the dark, gripping the wall and his webbing. Two more come out next, and then Peter is coming out, crawling across the wall like something out of the exorcist.

Tony had gotten used to it, but at night, it sets Tony's heart rate spiking and the hairs of his arms on end.

When Peter is close enough to the ground, he drops onto his feet. He's wearing nothing but a pair of black basketball shorts -they couldn't get him into anything else.

Peter's extra limbs tuck themselves behind him, nearly making him look like a regular teenager.

"Tony," Peter greets, voice an odd inflection of boy and not-quite-human. It sends a shiver through Tony. His cock twitches in interest.

Tony doesn't know how to start. He just knows he wants. He wants to see his stomach bulge with Peter's seed, and he'll do anything to get it.

"You want something," the boy hummed, head tilted to the side. Perceptive little thing.

"Yes," Tony said, sounding breathless.

Peter straightens his head, peering up at Tony, blinking as he tries to figure it out. "What?"

Tony doesn't know how to say it. Doesn't know if Peter's human enough to realize how inappropriate this is. But Tony can't back down now. If he does, it'll drive him crazy.

So, instead of answering, Tony pulls his tank top off over his head, dropping it with the key card down onto the floor, just outside the cage.

Peter watches silently. Calculating.

Tony hooks his thumbs into the striped pajama pants and drops them to his ankles.

It must be the thing that cues Peter in, because suddenly, the boy is moving for him. Its fast -inhumanly so- and Tony doesn't have any time to react beside gasping.

Bare chests press together, and Peter's arms wrap around Tony, lifting him off the ground as those extra limbs lift them into the air.

Tony suddenly pictures himself in a webbed cocoon, waiting to be Peter's meal. Theres a reason Peter stays behind metal bars, and Tony suddenly wishes he had thought more with his head than his cock.

But then they're on the ceiling -Tony laying on Peter's chest, the boy holding them parallel to the ceiling.

"You want to mate?" Peter asks, looking at Tony with blinking, curious black eyes. Tony's surprised those four limbs have the strength to hold them both up. He refuses to look anywhere but at Peter -even if it is only a ten foot drop, he'd rather not fall.

"Yes," is what Tony says before he can stop himself. Something filters through Peter's features, and just as suddenly as Tony blinks, the boy has him turned over, so his back is pressed into Peter's chest.

Tony's breath hitches, feeling Peter's growing cock between his cheeks already, through the fabric of his shorts.

Peter crawls across the ceiling towards the tunnel, the two of them disappearing inside.

Tony's so hard it hurts. He allows Peter to manhandle him into the position of his choosing.

The webbing -although slightly sticky- is surprisingly soft and pliant to Tony's weight as Peter settles him onto his stomach, crawling over top of him, with two extra legs on either side.

"My mate," Peter hums lowly, nosing at Tony's spine. Tony can't do anything but nod, lifting his ass until its pushing against Peter's clothed crotch.

He gets his knees under him, rubbing himself against Peter, trying to get Peter in motion.

It works. The boy shoves his shorts down and kicks them to the side, adapting arms around Tony's waist and rutting into Tony's crack.

"Mine," Peter murmured against the skin of Tony's shoulder.

"Yours," Tony confirmed on a groan. He needs to be filled. Its almost agony not having Peter buried deep inside him. "Mate me, Peter."

And that's all the direction Peter needs.

Tony's suddenly glad he fucked himself on his fingers before coming here. There's no preparation as Peter presses into Tony.

Tony chokes on a cry as the mushroom head of Peter's cock pops in past his rim. Peter doesn't stop there though, he presses in until he's buried at the hilt.

"Oh God," Tony groaned. Peter keeps both arms around Tony's middle, keeping his hips in the air.

His extra legs allow Peter to hover over him as he begins to thrust in and out of Tony, hips snapping and balls slapping against Tony.

Tony can't help the punched out moans from falling from his mouth. Peter's much bigger than Tony expected, and he can feel everything.

"My mate," Peter gasped lowly, hips pistoning into Tony in a toe curling pace. He fights the urge to let his eyes roll back into his head at the constant pounding of his prostate.

"You want to carry my offspring?" Peter asked, mouth at Tony's ear. "Want to see you so full with them."

Tony groans at the thought and clenches around Peter, driving his own hips back to meet Peter's.

"Yes, God yes, please, fill me up til I'm bursting," Tony nearly begged, neglected cock drooling pre-cum at the thought.

Peter picks up the pace, assaulting Tony's asshole and prostate without mercy.

Tony can't help the onslaught of moans and whimpers and unintelligible mumbles that fall past his lips, chest dropping to the webbed flooring, hips rolling up to allow Peter deeper.

His breath hitches when he feels Peter climax. Its so much different than any orgasm Tony's felt before.

He feels the first egg pass from Peter, then the second. Each significant in size. Tony feels his cock throb painfully at the feeling.

"Yes, fill me up, God please!" Tony sobbed, rocking back onto Peter's cock.

The boy grunts, panting as he thrusts into Tony, emptying himself.

Its not long before Tony begins to feel full, his stomach tight, but not yet extended. He reaches a hand down, palm flat against his abdomen.

"More, keep going," Tony breathed, clenching around Peter, trying desperately to squeeze every last egg from Peter's sack.

"Going to be so full," Peter moaned, more eggs filling Tony up.

Tony feels his orgasm fast approaching as his stomach begins to bulge. Peter keeps going, keeps emptying himself deep inside Tony.

Tony whimpers at the feeling, the hand on his stomach moving to stroke at his cock. It only takes three passes before he's cumming with a reedy mewl, stomach still extending impossibly far.

"Gonna carry my babies," Peter grunted. Tears gather in Tony's eyes at the stretch in his abdomen. He feels ready to burst. It feels so fucking good.

Its almost too much for Tony, the extention of his belly stretching at his skin. It feels like he's being ripped apart from the inside.

And then Peter stills, gasping for breath. Tony chokes on air, trying to even his own breathing.

Peter pulls out, and Tony feels like he's gaping, cool air hitting his exposed asshole and making him shiver.

Peter manhandles Tony onto his back, hovering over him with those extra limbs. Tony can't help but look down at his stomach, raised and rounded with Peter's eggs.

His hands move to it, smoothing over the bump. His cock twitches at the idea.

Peter seems to be thinking the same, because he leans over, nosing at Tony's neck, his own hands pressing into Tony's extended stomach.

"So full," he hums. Tony hums in agreement, removing one hand from his belly in order to grab Peter by the jaw.

He doesn't know if Peter knows what a kiss is, but the need to taste Peter's tongue is too great to wait and explain.

He guides Peter's face up, then connects their lips. Peter's frozen for a moment, not sure. Tony licks inside his mouth, hands still on his belly.

"My mate," Peter repeated between kisses.

"Your mate," Tony agreed.

Tony walks with a hand under the slight bulge of his stomach, back to his room. He clenches to keep the eggs inside -wanting to feel them for as long as he can.

Tony's already set his mind on going back the following night, and every night for as long as he can.

[sweettodo]

The Hunstman ⟿ Dabi.

includes : dacryphilia, NON-CON, consumption of alcohol, restrains, hunter / prey, stalker, smut, god complex Dabi. Power dominance.

word count : 2,7k.

This is a non-consent fic, stop now if you need to. Warnings listed above as well.

Nothing short of a stalker, a pervert, a creep.

He watched you.

For almost a year now.

One year, three months and six days- to be exact- Trust and believe he would never be able to forget the first time he saw you.

It was in a bar, late in the wee hours of the morning, you were stumbling around like a drunk imbecile, your friends? Abandoned you. And like the idiot you were, you took yet another drink from Dabi. Later that night, he made sure you got home safe- this complete stranger making sure you walked home safely, stumbling while his arm was securely wrapped around you.

So you were this easy, huh?

He watched you when you walked home from that shitty job, watched you walk home all the way to your shitty apartment in a terribly unsafe neighborhood. He watched you from his window, where he lived just across the street, the shades you forgot to close when you were undressing or just getting out of the shower; or even when you would go to check the mail in those tiny shorts... what a sight to see.

'I should tell her to get new locks, this is too easy' is what he mumbled to himself as he picked open the cheep lock on your front door the third time this week, of course when you were working your 9-5.

Dabi leisurely walked through your quaint living space; cute little succulents and smelly candles littered the surfaces, he of course already knew which room was your bedroom, so he walked down the hall like he owned the place, and into your room where he went straight for your drawers.

We know what happened next, but you didn't.

He smelled everything you owned, he could only imagine the scent of you filling his nostrils while you were wrapped around him begging.

‘Please Dabi, more!’

‘I love you Dabi!’

Nonetheless, he had been in your apartment countless times, you didn't know; the sporadic pair of panties that went m.i.a, but you didn't pay it much thought.

'They're probably stuck in a pair of leggings.'

Yet, oddly enough, you never seemed to find them again.

Although he received great pleasure in watching you change, this didn't excuse the fact that you were teasing him, bringing men home occasionally after a date or a casual hookup.

How dare you.

How dare you betray him? How could you go and whore yourself out for a free fucking meal? After a few drinks at the bar you're ready to throw all your clothes off and take anything you could get; Dabi knew you did this just to mess around with him, he knew you loved him, how couldn't you? You were always on his mind.

Just look at how much he cared for you- look at how he protected you? He needed to tell you to get new locks when you needed them, but that would mean he couldn't get in when he had to, suck between a rock and a hard place.

Maybe the execution of his plan was odd, but he made sure to warn you that this was a bad neighborhood, you were being hunted- watched- even.

And you were his fucking prey, too much of a naive ditz to realize it though.

Dabi was going to teach you all the dangers of being this stupid- so unsuspecting.

It was time you learned the definition of stranger danger, and lucky for you; Dabi was about to fucking snap.

He was about to be your worst nightmare.

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After a little pregame in your apartment, you and your best friends were off to the club for y/f/n's birthday for the night.

Walking into the roaring event, music loud, short dresses and the floor sticky from the spilled cocktails; this was your type of night. It was rowdy.

Quickly taking a drink from the bartender, you and your friends shotgun a few, it didn't take more than twenty minutes before you're already feeling overcome with that hot feeling in the pit of your stomach.

Hours go by, cocked out of your mind, you were barely capable of walking- there was no way you'd even know what direction you were walking in, that's unless if Dabi was going to help you with that.

"Put it on my tab," you wave off the mixer in hopes of them preparing you another mixed drink; with the glass sliding in front of your face, you reach to grab it.

But a hand halts you.

A multicolored hand placed over the glass to stop you from getting alcohol poisoning, "can I help you?" Not particularly happy with ruining your fun.

"You tryna' get yourself sick?" Blue eyes bore into you, you look away from the interrogating crystal orbs.

"What's it to 'ya?" You spit, ripping the glass from under his palm and swallowing down the drink, "what are you? My dad?" You laugh, he needs to lighten up.

"I'm cutting you off, princess." He waves over the bartender, the balls of this man had your tainted blood boiling.

And the incompetent bartender cuts you off, you don't hesitate to object, "isn't this what you get paid for?! Take my tab and shove it up your ass!"

Hand wrapping around your wrist, you slur and stumble around, slamming into other people like a fucking idiot.

You try to locate a friend, lost and vulnerable, but you can't seem to escape that jet-black hair, always running into him, "let's get you home."

You didn't remember the walk home, nor did you remember giving the man your address.

Your eyes half shut, he takes control and grabs your handbag, popping it open and grabbing your keys, opening the door.

Falling into your apartment, you trip over your feet, god- thankfully he was here, 'she would be dead by now if I didn't come save the day.'

"What a mess." He says, assisting in slipping off your heals, you look up at him, not registering that a stranger is in your house.

"What?" You stupidly watch him know exactly where everything goes, your shoes, jacket, keys, "hey- how do you-"

A hand comes flying down onto your throat, your jugular in between his fingers, your eyes bulge, trying to pry the hand off your neck, "look at how easy this was- no- how fucking stupid you are!" Your back further pressed into the couch, his weight pressing against you, the air leaving your lungs quicker than you could imagine.

"I could kill you, I might as well since it was too fucking easy to get in here." You kick him, barely able to push him off of you, you slide from under his grasp, merely able to attempt making a run for the door. He grabs you by your hair and yanks you down, your drunk knees buckling and you slam onto the cold floor, your dress riding up as you cried out.

"You don't wanna do that," he pulls you up, "I'm here to save you, princess." The evil smile plastered onto his face makes you only fight him more.

But he has you.

“It’s too dangerous for a little girl to be out this late, especially when you can’t even hold your liquor, you realize people could hurt you right?”

He shoves you onto the floor to demobilize you, the noise of his belt making you cry, he loops the best around your wrists and tightening them, "why me?" You cry, he lets out a dry, taunting cackle, pulling you to his waist whilst he swiftly brings you to your bedroom.

You were convinced this was the end; keeping your eyes squeezed shut when he shoves you onto the bed, "please, god." His hands are finding your thighs, prying them open.

"God? You think he's gonna save you? I'm your only chance at living baby girl, I'm your god now." He stops, "you know what- since you are such a good girl, I won't make you suck me off, yeah?"

"This night is about you, not me." He stops himself from pulling down his pants, his calloused hands slowly rolling up your dress to get a good look at you.

Your hands were falling asleep from laying on top of them, "please, untie me." You beg, he shakes his head, peeling off his shirt and dropping it onto the floor.

"Not until I know you'll listen to me-"

"I will! I will!" He clicks his tongue, big hands cupping around your breasts, ripping the strings off your shoulder, quickly finding your nipple and pinching roughly, you bite your tongue to stop from the sobs; the buds growing hard in the process, he smiles, feeling accomplished.

"See? I just wanna make you feel good princess," he caresses both hands down your hips, ripping the rest of your dress enough until he can pull it off your legs, he could barely keep his hands off of you.

You stay silent, his hands softly rub your thighs, holding your legs apart as he gets on his knees, pulling you closer to him by wrapping his hands around your thighs.

"You won't be quiet for long, pretty girl."

Slowly pulling off your underwear, you say a silent prayer before he makes distasteful comments about your body, using his two fingers to slowly scissor open your folds, you gasp, attempting to close your legs.

He holds your legs open now with both arms, sticking out his tongue and giving you a long lick up your cunt, you sob out, he smiles and does it again.

And again. Tongue swirling around while he uses his mouth to get you to fall into pleasure. You kept quiet, but your body contradicted this.

"Hate it, stop-" you cry, he stops, annoyed with your complaining, forcing your mouth open with his hand.

"Open." Your underwear being jammed into your mouth, the cloth hitting the back of your throat and making you gag, "stop, stop" he sneers, mocking you once more, "you won't be crying out stop in a few minutes."

He gets back to work, faster, legs twitching a little under his grasp when he hit all the sensitive spots on your clit, and when he felt you twitch- he hit that spot over- and over, and over again until you ended up giving him what he wanted. Moaning into the cloth, that's all he wanted to hear.

He finally reaches his hand up to your face and takes your underwear out of your gaping mouth while still devouring you, maintaining eye contact the whole time; fighting to regain a steady breath once more, shaky moan fills his ears, he pulls off of you with a little pop from sucking your swollen clit; standing, he wastes no time pulling down his pants, he was too excited to fuck you, you could tell.

"Who are you?" You whisper, he grabs under your thighs and presses your knees back, holding you in a tight grip, his cock released from its constraints, throbbing hard.

"You'll be saying my name in no time." He slides his cock up and down against your folds, slowly pressing past your slit, you screw your eyes shut, the man presses further into your constricting walls.

"C'mon, moan, I know you want to." He grunts, the pain was uncomfortable, it was impossible to adjust under the restraints, only making you cry out from the pain more. Cock dragging into you slowly.

"It's okay, you can take it pretty girl, so fuckin' tight."

He leans down close to your face, gently kissing the tears that were slipping down your cheek, he loved the taste of you- from your tears to your pussy, "if you keep crying' like that princess, I'm gonna spend the rest of the night fucking that pretty little pussy." Your legs in the air, keeping them as far away from his broad waist as possible.

Filling you, he stays there for a moment before pulling out, then fucking into you hard, you shriek, trying to squirm from the immense pressure of his thick cock splitting you wide open.

You reach your weakness, moaning out into his ear loudly and he laughs, doing it again. The jut of his hips creating a nice feeling against your clit from his lower stomach, cock slamming in and out against your cervix, "pretty little pussy can barely take me- been waitin' for this cunt."

He moans out your name, you're taken aback from him knowing every little thing possible about you, "say my name, go on." He commands, "Dabi, say it!" You're swallowed in moans, unable to speak, the pleasure he was giving you making the guilt make you hate yourself only more and more. You were disgusting. You couldn't stop the urge, your body deceiving you.

"D-Dabi! Oh my god!" You gasp, he fucks you out at a speed your drunk mind can't comprehend.

He grabs your neck, "what did I tell you about that 'god' bullshit," he mocks, "who's your god, princess."

He looks at you, sadistically tightening his grip until your lips go numb.

"You're my god! Dabi, please."

"Please what? Say it. Be a big girl and use your words." Ruthless pounds into your cunt sending you to a mind blank, you hated it. You fucking hated it. The twisted way he was making your body needy, wet and dripping.

"I'm gonna-"

"Yeah? Cum then- this pussy is mine, all mine, say it again, who’s this tight little pussy belong to?”

Hips bucking into you mercilessly while you cried out a mantra of his name, the piercings up the base of his cock sending ripples through your quaking body, shaking around him. You needed for it to be over, you needed him to stop, he was animalistic, “‘gonna rip you right open.”

He stops, you’re left panting like a dog, “untie-”

“No. On your knees.” He flips you over and holds you by his belt, spreading your ass to get a good look at how fucked out you already are.

“So wet.” He states, sliding back into you, you grunt and cry into the blanket and he pulls you up by the hair, wrapping a hand back around your neck and pins you against his back, cock sliding in and out of you slower, his large arm wrapping around your stomach, “tell me you like it,” he purrs, his mouth centimeters from your ear, you gasp out for air, the rate he was choking you would send you into unconsciousness.

“But-” falling victim and being defiled by this man was nothing short of a nightmare, yet here you were, clenching and creaming all over him.

“C’mon, you’ve been waiting just like I have,” you don’t pay any mind to his irrelevant talk.

“I, I like it Dabi.” You pant, he holds you there for a few more moments before shoving you back down.

“Then be a good girl and cum all over my cock, yeah?”

Dabi chases his climax, making sure to leave you crying out from the dangerous length of his cock, he needed to make sure his seed was planted nicely within the walls of your cervix, he becomes more ragged, brutal and rough; swearing under his breath while he fucks you full with his seed, kids seeping deep inside of you.

Your juices drip down your thighs, an uncomfortable tickle sensation before it seeps into the sheets of your bed, Dabi ensuring you don’t leak out with his seed, so he stays in you with his softening cock- which was on the verge on getting hard at any second.

He doesn’t bother uniting you, so he pushes you forward more, leaving you to try and fight the soreness of your own body and flip over, he couldn’t get enough at how good you looked; stained black cheeks from your makeup and your tears finally dry, but eyes red and swollen.

“Just as good as I’ve imagined.”

[diorthesuperior]

Sharing is Caring

Vocal unit + y/n smut

“Sweetie they've heard us one too many times, these walls are pretty thin, not that they're complaining, don't be afraid, one extra person in bed won't make you too loud”

You let the warm breath escape your mouth, speechless.

“You said this would be us time but fine ”

+*+

“Are you sure she'll be okay” Joshua noted clearing his throat.

“Well she thinks she's about to have her first threesome and doesn't know there's 5 of us here so”

“Isnt it too much?..”

“Joshua don't underestimate my girl”

“My bad”

The atmosphere was quiet but the same thrill rushed in all 5 in the room. The vocal unit had neighbouring dorm rooms. However seungkwan had his own room with you since you were his girlfriend and you worked as a stylist under pledis. It was a known fact that the other members in the vocal unit could hear you and seungkwan most nights as you were both quite vocal in bed.

The door knob turned and the door slowly opened.

You walked in wearing a pair of black silk short shorts and a dark blue bralette. You had a robe draped over yourself, concealing yourself slightly but not enough.

“Hey baby I-”

You stalled and looked at all the faces that were glued to you.

“Sweetie I know there's more here than you anticipated but my friends here, you said you wanted to try new things and I was thinking maybe this”

“babe”

“Y/N”

You looked around at the faces you knew so well. Your relationships were innocent and friendly, this was a situation you couldn't have imagined ever.

Seungkwan walked over, leaning in to place a soft kiss on your lips.

“Sweetie it's alright if you don't want to I can tell them to leave ”

“N-No, let them stay”

Seungkwan turns towards the boys giving them hope. Followed by you removing your robe showing your glowy skin, prominent collarbones and a bit of cleavage.

“wow fuck” woozi mutters adjusting his position on his chair, manspreading.

“shes beautiful seungkwan” seokmin blushed.

“tell her that yourself, or show it” he smirked while pushing you on bed.

Your boyfriend was the best and always the sweetest but when it came to “bed time” he was a dom demon and fuck did it turn you on.

Seokmin looked deeply at Seungkwan, slightly questioning him through his eyes.

“You heard me, show my slut the love she deserves”

You sat up by the weight of you arms looking up at your boyfriend and then at seokmin who seemed a bit hesitant.

“Huh? Seokmin don't act like you haven't masturbated to the sound of her moans from your dorm”

Heat flushed straight to your face and core. This situation was unfamiliar and you felt guilt for feeling this kind of way by another man but you couldn't help it.

Seokmin sat beside you on the bed turning to pick you up, placing you on his thighs.

“Babygirl you smell so good”

He pushed your hair to the side of your neck, tucking the remaining strands behind your heated ears. He started sucking purple marks on your neck down to your collarbones reciting some breathy moans from you. His hands travelled your figure, resting on your arms as his thumbs rubbed slow circles into them.

He grabbed you by your chin and tilted it slightly down, inches away from eachother.

“I've wanted to mark you up for ages babygirl, thank you for letting me decorate your beautiful skin”

Before you could reply, his tongue was in your mouth fighting for dominance. His taste was sweet and his rhythm was so good. He left you breathless and needy when he pulled away to look at you.

You seemed to have forgotten your surroundings, enjoying every bit of seokmins affection. Seungkwan came over with a slightly red face. Seokmin moved you off his lap and walked back over to his seat, knowing very well seungkwan was about to do something.

“Sweetie you seemed to enjoy that too much, were you trying to make your boyfriend jealous? Isn't this supposed to be 'us time'?”

You gulped and put you head down unaware of what to say or react.

“Slut look at me or at least reply...fuck this I'll make you respond”

He roughly grabbed you and shoved you on to his thick thighs. Your face was towards him while the others got your backside. Your shorts had rode up exposing your ass, making the others react in all sorts of ways.

Joshua and Jeonghan were the quiet type but watching their members get you more and more riled up really got to them. The grunts and low moans made while they pumped themselves on the nearby chairs were sinful.

“Sweetie why don't you ride my thighs like the good slut you are, this can be a warm up. The boys always heard your reaction to this so show them how you ride my killer thighs”

His voice went down an octave and the teasing foreshadowing words made your core throb.

His hands squeezed your ass tightly, followed by a rough spank. The loudest moan rumbled from inside your chest. The members around hardened and watched in awe, muttering praises.

“Let my dirty slut hear your praise. She's so horny and wet for you all. She acted as if this was something she wasn't up for at the start but she's loving this so much. She likes it when others are watching”

You close your eyes tightly to hide your reaction. His hands shifted from your ass, up your thighs to your waist and pulled you in closer to straddle his lap. You moved your hips slightly, brushing up against his large hardened bulge. A loud whine choked from you from the stimulation of his white jeans against your slick sensitive pussy. Seungkwans hand grabbed a fistful of your hair, grabbing at the roots and pulling your head back so he can leave wet kisses on your new exposed skin.

“Looks like my sluts been marked already. Such a whore”

The throbbing between your legs continued as you hardly grinded on his bulge and thigh, pulling his soft hair which got a moan in response. His moans were like alcohol. Beautiful but made you more and more crazy. It made you want to cum there and then on his thighs.

As you listened to his breathy groans you continued to straddle his muscular thighs, everytime you rutted closer towards his bulge. Your chest rose up and down as you got more and more turned on, proving to be a great view to seungkwan. As you grounded yourself down on his thigh he touched your chest and teased soft kisses everywhere he could reach. One harsh movement and you were arching reaching closer, your chest in his face. He swiftly removed your bralette without restricting you of your movement on his thigh. He tensed his thigh making you yelp even more. His eyes caught contact with yours as he lowered to suck at your nipple, flicking his tongue around your sensitive hardened nipples due to the temperature change.

He switched to your other, sucking gently on your nub, biting down refreshing yet another loud moan from your rose lips. Your face was red from embarrassment at how loud you were but you really couldn't help it you were overwhelmed.

“Sweetie don't be shy, everyone here has heard and wanked to your loud moans and screams before”

“He's right princess” Jeonghan muttered up.

Your hips moved faster against his thigh from the pleasure taking over your body, moans exiting your mouth at a rapid pace.

“Baby im”

“Cum on my thigh like the big slut you are”

“Youre so dirty cumming on your boyfriend's jeans” Woozi said in his deep yet amazed voice.

“Cum for your daddy like a goodgirl” Joshua added.

With all the attention, praise and his firm grip holding your movement harder against his thigh, you let out a cry of pleasure as your orgasm washed over you in waves.

“Thats it sweetie, get use to it this won't be your first ”Seungkwan smirks moving you to lie down to come down.

Seungkwans white jeans had a huge wet stain on the thigh area. All the boys looked like they were struggling to keep themselves together. You put your head down again in embarrassment, the stain was huge and soaked through.

One of the boys stood up from the chair quickly and made there way towards you with dominance.

“Fucking whore leaking making such a mess with that sopping pussy of yours”

You gulped loud unable to hide your arousal for his dominant state. The way he shouted at you made you melt.

“Ill have to teach that pussy of yours a lesson and put you in your place”

“P-pease sir”

“its daddy” he exhaled pulling your silk shorts down to you ankles, allowing you to do the rest and kick them off which ended up flying towards seokmin who wasn't complaining.

Woozis eyes trailed down towards your glistening core. He smirked running a finger over your folds collecting your arousal on his long digit. Without warning he suddenly pumped his finger inside you. You were weak and rested your forehead on his shoulders and you gripped onto the sides on his shoulders. He pumped another two fingers inside your pussy. He curled his fingers inside you, a series of moans screamed past your mouth.

“Spread them legs wide whore I want to taste you so bad”

“Daddy please eat me out I'm begging”

Woozi kneeled before your open legs and licked his lips before licking a long stripe up your pussy. He flicked your throbbing bud with his tongue and groaned against your clit.

“Wow fuck you're just as sweet as I imagined”

You threw your head back as his tongue dived within your folds licking up all your leaking wetness, sucking on your clit harshly. Your legs started to shake from the sensitive contact.

“So wet for me who makes you feel so good whore?”

“d-daddy..” you struggle to speak out as he licked up and down your cunt.

You tried grinding into his tongue to create more friction and that is when he pulled back leaving you empty. Right when your were about to reach the edge he stopped.

“Whore you stained your boyfriend's jeans so I'm not letting you cum just yet.”

You moaned in frustration praising him trying to get him to fulfill your needs and to be touched.

“Daddy please I'll be good I promise”

“You promise”

“Yes I swear”

“Thats a good whore now where was i”

He pushed three fingers inside you with ease because of how wet you had been. He pounded his fingers rapidly in and out of you, curling his fingers slightly hitting the spot that made you moan out heavenly sounds for the others. You came hard on his fingers, your slickness covering his fingers. Once he let you ride out your orgasm he removed his fingers and sucked them infront of you. Your core was absolutely ruined. It was pulsating frantically. He pulled you in for a kiss and you could taste yourself off his lips.

“Whore taste good doesn't she?” he whispers

“My sweetie knows how to put on a show” Seungkwan speaks out taking a look at the other members who seemed to have enjoyed the viewing alot, proof being the various moans and unzipped pants.

“Now sweetie since you're so wet and horny I think you deserve some more from me”

“Seungkwan please”

“Say it sweetie”

“Please I want you to fuck me with you cock and fill me up with your cum please”

“Since you've been so good I suppose I can, boys, prepare yourself, you've yet to hear her most beautiful sounds.”

You lie on your back on the bed, legs ready to be taken by seungkwan and thrown over his shoulders. You didn't need any warming up.

He put his tip and your entrance, his tip hitting your clit making you moan yet again. He inches into you and bottomed out, a moan tearing through your throat as you adjusted to the stretch. His dick was big and though your were his girlfriend you still weren't use to his size. After a few moments he started moving, speeding up his hips. He watched your wet pussy swallow up his whole dick with a smirk plastered on his face. Every time his dick disappeared fully the loudest pleasurable moans emerged from you. You held onto the back of your thighs as seungkwan pounded into you, fast and hitting the right spot. He placed one of your legs down and kept one thrown over his shoulder. He slowly lifted you a little and pounded into you hitting the gspot consecutively without fail. Bliss overtook your body.

“Joshua, Jeonghan come over here I know you've been wanting to get your dick rubbed”

Without hesitation they made their way over and sat on the bed, one on each side of you.

“Y/N flip and cock your ass up for me for me like a good girl”

“Yes Seungkwan”

“And you've got two hands, put them to use sweetie”

You gasp when seungkwan enters you again, showing no mercy and pounding your pussy into oblivion.

You look at joshua and jeonghan and bit your lip. They're both infront of you with their erect cocks standing, red and leaking precum. You use your thumb to smoother their precum from their sensitive tips down their length to make some lubrication. You work your hands on their cocks and slowly pumped into a faster speed making them groan and moan loudly. Jeonghan let out the most beautiful moans, they were so high and desperate yet he sounded so content.

“Princess fuck yes”

“Baby faster” Joshua growled throwing his head back, his adams apple emerging from his neck. He looked so hot. Both of them did. And they were both in your hands. You were in control of their moans and pleasure and it made you feel so good. Seungkwan continued moving in out of you switching up the rhythm.

“Seokmin over now” Seungkwan ordered.

Seokmin got up from his seat zipping up his jeans from previous actions.

“Theres no need to zip that up, sit infront of my sweetie, she'll take care of that mountain, isn't that right sweetie?”

Seungkwan spanks your ass leaving his red hand marks on your cheeks making you moans again.

“Y/N please suck me dry, you don't understand how flustered I got when I found out you were the new stylist in pledis. For our fear comeback when you tailored my pants, your head was down at cock level and I wanted you so bad”

You leave kisses on seokmins chest, becoming familiar with the earlier sexual encounter with seokmin. Everything about Seokmin was so endearing and hot. Your core started throbbing and pulsating. The tightness of your walls on seungkwans girthy cock made him groan in pleasure.

“Fuck Seokmin you're making my girl so tight”

You blush and look up innocently at Seokmins eyes. That fucking killed him. Such dirty actions he'd seen you do all night and you give him puppy eyes when you're down beside his cock your lips he admired so much about to touch his tip.

“I knew don't worry. The bulge in your pants in the performances right after me fitting you shows how you felt”

You swipe your tongue over his slit and took as much of his big member as you could into your mouth, the rest you pumped with your hands. Seokmin pulled on your hair from the vibrations of you moaning on his cock. Seungkwan fastened his pace making you moan around his cock even more. You sucked on his head and hollowed your cheeks as you bopped your head up and down his length.

You started whining as you started reaching your high from the endless attack on your pussy but also the breathy groans from seokmins pleasure and the others moans who watched. You let out a strangled moan and clench around seungkwans huge cock. All of this was becoming too much for seokmin too, his hips started shaking as he finally released his seed down your throat.

You swallowed it all and licked at his slit getting every bit of his cum. You came around seungkwan and lay down from exhaustion.

Woozi, jeonghan and Joshua all watched and pumped themselves in sync with the pounding and head bopping, releasing on themselves as they watched the sight unravel.

“Sweetie you did so well”

“Whore how about you come back to mine and we'll record some of your moans for adlibs for the upcoming album”

“Send the adlibs to me for keepsakes” jeonghan sighed out, wiping his cum off his hands. Joshua raises his hand slightly.

“Me too if you don't mind”

You lay on the bed exhausted surrounded by a bunch of sweaty hot guys.

“Sweetie remember when you said you wanted 'us time' earlier, how do you feel about that now”

“Yeah I changed my mind”

[heresathreebee]

Garrote part 10

[Starz Power Diego Jimenez x Jazmine Mann (Black!OC)]

Word count: 3.1k words

Warning(s): Mature | Gun phobia, stalking. Diego and Healy get POVs in this one while Jazmine gets some R&R with the help from her mother. This is a plot only chapter, sorry. Previous Masterlist Next

Author’s Note: No beta reader and I’m far too exhausted to edit properly. After this story, I’m gonna adjust exactly how I format my fics. My million other fic ideas plus my debate over participating in NANOWRIMO this year have been keeping me from working on this too much, I figured it was time to put this up since the last chapter was posted in September... 

The rest of the day went by with a subtle ease. The temperature was just perfect for a coat and Diego seemed to have nowhere to be. Bordering on the miraculous, it was the man himself who asked her if she wanted to go out and have fun. Feeling caught off guard, Jazmine elected to throw caution to the wind and suggest something other than a fancy nightclub to hang out in. And when Diego heard the name, his jaw dropped. 

Two-Bit’s Retro Arcade. 

He did not ask why (though he did scoff, but more so in amusement than derision). Julio was elated to hear the address (apparently he’d been before), and Miguel looked crestfallen to have to stay at the penthouse. The journey from ritzy apartment to 25 cent arcade felt like being washed in time, stepping backwards into her past with a piece that didn't belong in that memory. 

The place was decently busy, there seemed to be no parties bigger than five. A collection of young kids took up the classics section, rotating between Dig Dug, Pac Man, and Tapper Light. The young man who played pinball every day was there. She didn't know his name but she knew his three letter handle because he had the highest score on every pinball machine in the arcade. The rest were small and easygoing groups, buying beers and gathering around prize winning claw games or Dance Dance Revolution. 

"Do they have air hockey?," Diego asked over her shoulder. He was dressed down per her request, in a simple hoodie and jeans. She kept glancing at him, feeling drawn to the simplicity of liking a simple man. 

"Over here." She had no intention of hiding how familiar she was with this place. Diego gave Julio a nod and the man dissolved into the background but was never out of sight. Suddenly, Jazmine became very aware that there were now at least two guns in this public space. Air hockey was... occupied. "Looks like a college tournament. Come on, we're not going to be able to play for like a week." 

She grabbed his arm to guide him away, but the man didn't budge. He stared those college boys down, looking for a fight. If he started something… 

"Diego. Diego! Please… it's just a game, I know a better one we won't have to share." 

At last he acquiesced and followed behind, never more than a foot away. She didn't realize she was holding her breath and wondered if those guys noticed his staring… they probably thought it was normal though. 

Jazmine brought Diego to the darkest corner of the arcade where nobody was or needed to pass by. If she stopped dead in her tracks, Diego would have tripped over her immediately for how close he was, but now that he had her exclusive attention, she didn't mind. She gestured to her favorite game and smiled. 

"Welcome to Marvel Vs Capcom: Clash of Superheroes," she announced. "Nobody plays this version because there's a huge glitch that sometimes makes one character untouchable." 

"OK." Diego wore a sly grin. No doubt he intended to find the cheat character and win all matches, but Jazmine knew all of this game's little secrets. 

Unsurprisingly, Diego's first pick was Wolverine. Jazmine refrained from rolling her eyes and let him work through the board of player characters, picking her own at random and sometimes picking the one she knew would fair better against his character to make it an even game. She watched his brow grow tighter and tighter as he couldn't find the broken character. He even switched up strategies– picking the characters that looked the least strong and working up from there (the opposite of his earlier choices). At last, he picked Chun-Li, having not noticed Jazmine picked it three times already, and he glanced at her face once more to see if she reacted, but the woman gave nothing away. Not until he looked towards the screen did she crack a smile. 

The way the smugness drained off of Diego's face made her smile broaden. He looked at the controls as if they were to blame, then to Jazmine and back to the screen where Chun Li had walked off of the edge of the screen. Annoyed, he leaned over the controls menacingly and waited for an explanation from the Cheshire cat grin on his partner's face. 

It took her awhile to answer him– she was trying really hard to fight the bubbling laughter in her belly. "Yeah, that um… that's what I was talking about. If you play the same character four times, the game breaks. You can't be hit but you also can't hit and you need to hold down the joystick to keep from walking off the edge of the screen… if you let them get away, well… you have to unplug the whole system." 

Diego looked pissed. He stared her down for so long she gulped but eventually, he freed her from his penetrative gaze. His hand slipped under her jacket and found a home at the base of her spine, and suddenly she was being whisked away towards the bathrooms. 

"Where are we–" 

Diego wasted not a breath and pushed her into the women's bathroom (unsurprisingly closet sized), before crowding her space to step inside and lock the door behind. Her heart began to pound against her chest as he turned and fixed her with a commanding glare. He moved as sly as a big cat, forcing her to find purchase against the tiny wood counter with the sink and leaning over her with his lips pressed to her nose. 

He said something softly in Spanish that she didn't understand, but it sounded sultry and it sent a pleasant shiver down her back. She thought he was going to kiss her, but then there was something hard and heavy he pressed into her hand. 

A gun. 

Her eyes bulged– glancing quickly between him and the shiny dark metal of the killing contraption– and shook her head minutely. 

"Take it," he said. She just kept shaking her head, hiding her hands beneath her arms and feeling dizzy, on the verge of passing out. He growled. "I wasn't asking." 

If he wasn't pressed against her, she would be rocking for comfort. Jazmine did not like guns. Her eyes misted over as she whispered, "why?" 

"They've been following us since we left." He slid the wretched mechanism up along her arm and let it rest just below her collarbone. "Haagen's men probably. They're getting bolder– probably by their master's orders." He tilted his head as if he was speaking of something completely mundane as he said, "did you really think those air hockey guys were college students? It's a Thursday." 

Jazmine didn't mean to whimper, but she managed to keep her tears at bay long enough to touch a finger to the gun, not quite taking it, but letting him know she would. She let him show her the safety and slipped it into the back of her pants, careful not to hurt her and demonstrating an awareness of her southpaw. He was almost hugging her when he finally stepped back (as far as the little toilet would allow). When his heel clinked against the porcelain, he turned to make sure he hadn't stepped in a mess, and Jazmine bolted. 

~

"Hello?" 

There was no one else's voice she wanted to hear more than that of Lashawn Mann. Jazmine felt guilt well up alongside the anxiety that had been threatening to consume her for weeks. 

"Mama?" Her voice sounded so small in her own ears. "Can I come over and see you?" 

"Of course, baby. You can come see me right now: I'm at your place." 

Jazmine caught a cab from Essex street home, and though Diego possessed an acute lack of awareness for personal space or feelings, he did leave her alone for a while. No SUVs with fake licenses trailed her home, no voicemails and no texts came through. She put it in airplane mode to make sure things stayed that way. She had a thought to drop Healy's hearing aid down a drain but put it in her pocket instead. 

Lashawn was waiting with Hercules. The tiny bit of annoyance Jazmine usually felt about getting slobbered on washed away the instant she saw her furry grey friend. The woman plopped her butt onto the ground and let the dog run amok in excitement to see her again. 

"Mom…" Hercules settled down in her lap and weighed her to the earth like an anchor for a ship at sea. "If something happens to me, will you take care of her?" 

"What do you mean 'if something happens to you'? Child, I ain't heard from you in two months and you come back with that?" Lashawn sat down on the floor despite her bad knees and leaned on her daughter's shoulder. "Baby, what's going on with you?" 

~

Estupido. She shouldn't have run away like that. 

Diego was overthinking in the backseat while Julio sat in perfect silence. The driver would have preferred the radio on, but his boss demanded the proper atmosphere to brood in. Taking what little he knew of the woman, Jazmine was probably going to retreat to her apartment since he lived in the only other place she was safe. Whatever– she would return in her own time. Unless her own time hindered their operation. 

We can't lose this opportunity. We are so close to Porsche and revenge. Hurry up, cariño. Make our next move. 

Diego was stuck deep inside his head even as he stood with his sister hours later in yet another huge warehouse with examples to be made of. Alicia wiped the blade of her knife onto her bodyguard's sleeve, then turned the blade over to her brother. 

"Finish the last one, will you?" 

Diego hummed, distracted by the conversation at the edge of the half circle. He did not like what he heard. He dug the blade straight into the crying man's heart, then cut his throat just for good measure. The blood on his hands was drying before he was able to speak again. He and Alicia were sat in her limo across from each other. She tactfully ignored his piercing gaze, while he worried the stickiness between his fingers mindlessly. 

"What's this I hear about you staying in New York?" 

Alicia glanced coolly up from inspecting her nails. "What do you mean? Someone needs to run the business." 

"That's what that idiot and your little fuck toy Dre are for. They deal with shit here while we get Porsche back, and then we go home. Together." 

"No," she shrugged. "Dre can't be trusted, Diego. I'm staying, you're going back to Mexico. We can split parent: the girl comes to live with me for a while and then with you. Every month or so…?" 

Diego's hands ball into fists and his teeth hurt from the pressure of keeping his jaw closed. Fucking puta, he thought as the car slowed to a stop. Exiting the car, the man pulled himself up to his full height and reveled in the brief moment of fear that registered on her face. 

"I'm not your errand boy, hermana. I don't do things because you think it's convenient. And I won't be sent away like an annoying pest so you can trounce about in luxury while I'm stuck doing peasant work. Am I the only one worried about that little fucking girl?" 

Through the marble stonework of her mask, he saw the cracks in her armor. "We can talk about this later, Diego." 

"Do you even want her back?," he sneered. 

"Stop it!" 

Alicia pushed him out of her way and disappeared quickly, her entourage scurrying to follow her. Diego looked to his men to find them with their eyes cast down as if they were witness to something they should never see. He stormed away with his head full of rage and more questions than answers. 

~

Meanwhile in a stuffy police office space, Healy was getting chewed out. His superiors figured him out, and now he was sat in interrogation with a furious pair of agents awaiting an explanation and disciplinary action. 

"You took it too far, Healy," his boss said. "I mean, you have really outdone yourself this time." 

"Yes sir." 

"Fucking A, right!" Agent Brasa slammed her hand on the table. No doubt she was chewing a huge wad of nicotine gum and gunning for his immediate firing. "This was our case, Healy, ours. Mine and Holbrooke, not yours!" 

Holbrooke remained ever brooding, silently leaning against the wall and watching the scene unfold. Though they made remained neutrally poised, he could tell by the pinch in their brow they were just as angry as Brasa. Healy had given up trying to talk to Brasa, and instead appealed to Holbrooke this time. 

"You two have every right to be angry with me–" 

"Oh do I??" Brasa cut in, "I didn't realize I needed your permission to be pissed off!" 

"-- but I did it because I had an 'in.' I saw an opportunity that only I could have seized, and–" 

"Are you really going to let him get away with this, Stahlworth?" Brasa looked accusingly at their boss, who merely scratched at his neck and closed his eyes as if keeping them open pained him greatly. 

"Brasa. Holbrooke. Out. I'll handle this the way I see fit– and don't argue with me, Marie, or I'll put you on suspension." 

The two stormed out into the hall, and finally Healy was able to breathe. As soon as he had been confronted by Stahlworth, he had come clean– setting up a covert op without agency permission and using a civilian to distract the perp while he slipped a mole into the organization and collected information. Brasa and Holbrooke had done amazing work– they discovered Haagen was the head, profiled the victims, and knew many of the locations of the exchanges– but they couldn't get any further to seizure warrants or when the exchanges were taking place. 

Healy looked pleadingly at Stahlworth. "They didn't have the resources to cover all those locations with proper 24 hour surveillance, Jack. Haagen is always one step ahead of them– of us– anyways because someone in this very organization is on his payroll. I don't need the glory, I don't want the case to myself– I just want this fucker behind bars. If you have to suspend me, I understand, if you have to fire me, I get it– but please don't throw out my evidence. People's lives are on the line, and Brasa and Holbrooke need this info–" 

"Who's your informant?" Healy snapped his mouth shut as the dreaded words left Stahlworth to hang menacingly in the air. "Healy? Who. Is your. Informant? Who are you working with? Give me a clearer picture of what you've been up to, and maybe I'll ask the DA to go easy on your ass." 

Healy gritted his teeth and dug his heels in. "I can't tell you any of that. A mole for a mole, I can't afford to trust that the eyes and ears in this very room are sound. Now if you want to pass this case back over to the agents it belongs to, I just have a few conditions concerning the safety of–" 

"Is this about Meghan?," Stahlworth asked. 

Healy's voice died in his throat. A lump formed and he had to swallow it down before it consumed him completely. Standing from his chair, Healy buttoned his coat and came face to face with his boss. 

"This is about the kids I can still save. Sir."

~

After LaShawn helped Jazmine pack her belongings, the daughter decided to take Hercules to the park for some fresh air. Her mother had made it clear she wanted Jazmine to move back in with her since she'd lost her job, but what she didn't know was that before Healy and Haagen, Jazmine was two months behind on rent, and she should have lost the lease to her apartment weeks ago. As it stood now, the landlord hadn’t bothered her once– so someone was paying her bills. Exactly who would remain a mystery as Diego, Healy, and Haagen possessed the means and the interest in keeping her in New York City, so she tried not to think too hard about it. 

Jazmine picked a spot in the grass and let Herc off the leash. She threw a beat up tennis ball with a little cheap plastic arm and watched her happy grey pupper zip around picnickers and other dog walkers, always stopping to be petted by every little girl and boy who squealed happily to see her. The woman was jumpy and constantly on edge, but for some reason she barely flinched when Diego sat down next to her. 

"I'll be honest, I'm glad you're here," she said without looking his way. 

He took the plastic arm and threw the next ball watching Hercules trot over hill and dale for this throw. "Did Healy tell you about Porsche?" 

Jazmine turned to see the dark bags under Diego's eyes. "He said something about a missing baby… is that what you mean?" 

The man leaned into her shoulder. "Yes." 

"I'm sorry, Diego." 

"I want my baby back, Jazmine. I want to watch her grow up happy and healthy and loved." He turns to look at her with an expression of maturity she didn't think he was capable of. "That's why I need you. We need you. You're probably scared, but you can't be more scared than that little girl is right now." 

It felt like a punch to the gut. Part of her was annoyed by his dismissal of her fear, but for the most part she understood. It wasn't hard to figure out what happened to older girls and boys in Haagen's ring, but what the fuck was he doing with babies? The thought twisted her stomach until her head ached from nausea. 

Diego continued, scratching at his eye to cover the build up of tears that threatened to spill out. "Healy said he found evidence of sales for kids under 13 that looked more like adoption papers than anything. Requirements for private education and a separate bedroom, things like that. He said he has a stack with no names but six of them are around her age with the name of the adoptive parents on it. It's a start." 

"It's a very good start." Jazmine placed her hand on Diego's back and let him curl into her side with a sigh. "It means she's still alive, that's fantastic... do you think Haagen noticed the papers were missing? He probably has so many…" 

Diego shrugged noncommittally and dragged her down to lay in the grass with Hercules. As he did, she felt the gun in her pants dig into her back, tightening that fist clenched around her heart. She was safe for now, in this moment. But would she ever be again?

@mental-bycatch @nicke0115 @1zashreena1 @girlpornparadise @kid-from-new-zealand​

[stimmypaw]

Stimmypaw reads Darkest Night! The fourth text post!

Back with these uh live reading comments! Remember those? yeah! I'm on the fourth book of Warrior Cats: A Vision of Shadows :D I read The Apprentice's Quest and Thunder and Shadow and Shattered Sky and now!! I'm here :D and boy did I have a time. Click read more to see it!

NEEDLETAIL?????????

Needletail???????????

What?????

OH???????

Wh THIS GUY IS TALKIN 2 DEAD PEOPLE????

HOW WHO IS THAT

OH MY GOD

These guys are weak and dumb skyclan is epic and sharing the territory with them is good, but of course sparkpelt isn't dealing well with change wink wink nudge wink nudge nudge huh???? (this is a nod to how I project into her and say shes autistic)

I am getting anxious for tinycloud SERIOUSLY how much longer until those kits??? Everyday you show up and its WOW my tummy ssure is HUGE AND BULGING I just Wonder Oh When They'll Be Born, probably pretty soon!!! :) and then they arent!!!! Birth dammit!!!

Cherryfall cut the sick and hurt cats some slack jeez youre Fine, youre not feeding half the forest and you have THREE medicine cats ready to help you if youre not feeling well

Bastard Cherryfall I hate you /lh

Dovewing and Tigerheart have relationship drama again. What is UP with those two I simply do not understand them

Watching Bramblestar trying to control this bizarre situation is actually funny he is so close to screaming "PLEASE dont be mad :c"

SOON WHEN???? JUST KIT THOSE KITTENS DAMMIT

Get her, Alderheart

They LITERALLY said something about sharing the territory, they were like "Stars have five points baby and we need those 5 clans togetherrrr" what else do these cats want??? I know its a big change but its necessary

Wait everyone shut up that cat is named Podlight this is so important to me

Dang these cats are really still struggling :c I wish they didnt blame each other

Harestar is so cool

What the FUCK mistystar????

God what a disaster of a gathering Starclan is gonna be so pissed everyone is doing the opposite of what they should

I was holding my breath oof

I hope thunderclan gives some territory too thats too small a space for Skyclan

Oh boy oh boy oh boy i am Anxious for these Kitties

Violetpaw is me having nightmares every night

Macgyver is a heavily gringue name and I have No Clue how to say it how the hell do you say it

Update its either Mick Guyver or Mac Guyver apparently

Its fun to see how different the sisters are from one another, I love them both

I also love their mom with the name identical to puddleshine wish I got to meet her

IM CRYING BRO........M...MDB.....NFBANN.....VIOLETPAW BELONGS MY DARLING MY DAUGHTER

Sadly Twigpaw is for gender binarism 😔 /j

Twigpaw is often in her thoughts and doesn't pay attention to anything around her and I love her for that

Bad news Finpaw is gonna lose his tail, good news I can draw his tail fin-shaped

Puddleshine surgeon moment!!!

I love Graystripe and Millie

And I love that being flirty is a part of Sparkpelt's personality, I don't know what Alderheart is talking about she's always been dandelion-headed

Ok this is epic, I’m glad we’re breaking gender roles in Warrior Cats my heart dropped when the books called Briarlight cr*ppled, that’s the thing they promised not to do anymore recently right? I’m not sure but, I could use some uh less ableism on my Warrior Cats, the series is old but the newer books should be better, so yeah, good modernize these cats babyyy

OH COOL Skyclan journey!!! Fun I hope they find someone :] also fuck Molewhisker and Cherryfall bastards.

Jayfeather is gonna miss Alderheart too much for him to leave hehehe

ALL of Starclan showed up just to call out Riverclan pahahah

oooo is shadowclan haunted?????

FINALLY TINYCLOUD IS KITTING YES GOD YES GO QUEEN GOOOO!!!!

I wonder why Twigpaw wants to stay behind, there has to be more than just the camp stuff

"I wish I were more positive like Twigpaw, but at least I'm just as scarred by the death of my loved ones as my dad :] I like being like him"

Violetpaw witnesses a car crash 😔 that was a bit messy what happened to those cars also why the hell was one of them smaller was it a bike??? Or ???? Idk what's up with it!!!

Needletail just happens to have slow-down turned on for her on the discord chat so she can only say like a few words each hour :/ why the hell is she here tho Violetpaw needs to get OVER your death!!!!

This short exchange has made me love Dewpaw

Also, I love Twigpaw, I still wonder why she stayed behind tho

Ahh, is it cus she feels too estranged from her family :c ? I wish her mom was around maybe that would help

Jee Twigpaw be a tad more empathic, I can see Twigpaw struggles with that sometimes

You can't cheer him up right now he's grieving, just find him on common ground, talk to him, don't try to make him happy just try to keep him company

Oh wow finpaw that's a dangerous thing to say I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure to never be sad because people like her because she's happy and her being sad would be bad

ALSO I JUST REMMEMBRERD UH TWIGPAW MENTIONED BRIARLIGHT BUT BERRYNOSE IS RIGHT THERE???? HE IS RIGHT HE DIDNT DIE OFF SCREEN IM SURE OF IT WAIY

BERRYNOSS IS RIGHT THERE I CHDCKED!!!! HE LOST HIS TAIL TOO AND HES A GREAT WARRIOR, TWIGPAW!!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE MENTIONED IT ITS MORE RELATABLE

Okay I'm glad they're getting along this is nice

Oh look twigpaw you Are like your father :] this is cute

Skyclan begins to fish competitively I'm glad

I like it when medicine cats bicker about their leader's behaviors ehheheh, Jayfeather talking about how weak Shadowclan is, Alderheart being annoyed at his father for wanting to stay silent, the others worried about the tensions this is all cheff the kisser

Jayfeather spitting the truths about how Starclan doesn't know shit, and he is very much one to speak

Puddleshine: Rowanstar stepped up the patrols :c

Leadstar: He has warriors enough for that?? Damn good for him

Dang poor Skyclan I hope they manage stuff better soon

Oooo the girls are fighting!!!

Alderheart starclan anxiety time dang

Sheep :]

Needletail :[

I'm sad Ravenpaw isn't here, this is a lovely reunion scene but knowing Barley will be alone when they all leave breaks my heart

Oh, maybe not, but if they stay I'll be sad also cus Skyclan needs its warriors

Aw man, Twigpaw is struggling :c

OUCH

I WANT SKYCLAN 2 SWIM THO......

Omg crimes

That sounds kinda possessive twigpaw!

DOVEWING?????

T

WhHAHAGAHAHA WHERE DID THAT COME FROM

omg tigerstar 2 real

Whats he gonna do to rowanstar???

ALRIGHT THATA OVER THEN PAHAHA

Aw, I'm glad they're having fun tho, and that twigpaw sees herself as skyclan

Alderheart, as he meets someone for the first time in a while: ARE YOU OKAY???

Blackstar protagonist moment

The medicine cats: our gods are toying with us again and destiny is uncertain

Leaders: I cannot DO this right now PLEASE leave and let me care for The Real Issues

Alderheart: YOU WILL hang out at my house Willowshine this isn't up for debate

Riverclan suffered enough and it's their turn to throw a tantrum about it, honestly good for them hsghahah

Alderheart asks his father to go on a quest to check people's feet

WHAT THR HELL IS A CANTANKEROUS

Alderheart and Willowpelt sitting there watching Shadowclan fight

This is really funny

HEWWO????

Puddleshine, in his eyes: help help

I love Skyclan

Ok this sounds like it's gonna be very very fun

Mission impossible: Escape From São Paulo

Oh, is Fallowfern deaf? That's so poggers omg I wanna see more of her

Edit: fallowfern is an elder that lost her hearing with age and retired after that happened :/ boring

I love leafstar so much

Juniperclaw: aren't you gonna punish her????

Leafstar: why

Juniperclaw: when I tell rowanstar he's gonna be pissed

Leafstar: don't tell him

Juniperclaw: the fuck is wrong with you and your clan??? Where is everyone???????

Leafstar: busy

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I don't trust abled people specially able-bodied people telling disabled people they just have to train harder and feeling sorry for yourself won't help.

But this is the closest to a positive message to disabled people we have ever had in warriors so I guess I'll take it but I want better

IVYPOOL!!!💖💖💖💖💕

Dang ivypool what a way to show someone you miss them hahaha

Twigpaw: uhhhh how's dovewing?

Ivypool: what do you mean did she do something illegal I'm sure she did

Ivypool is a seriously funny character WHY are you yelling at the young adult about your sisters illegal activities she doesn't know anything about it!!!!

Alderheart goes on an adventure

Feet inspector on the road!!!!

Jasper is so funny I love him

Omg what's he got against clan cats??? What's his sad backstory????

YEESSSS SPARKPELT MY LOVE 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕💕💕💕💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕

Sparkpelt your opinion sucks but I love you

I'm really really glad they had this moment this is really sweet, they hadn't talked for a while but this is genuine like, we hadn't had this sort of relationship in so long in the books with just, dialogue yknow??? THEYRE TALKING ABOUT THINGS

And the pause Sparkpelt takes between her speaking to fix what she's saying "I'm sorry for saving you :c no wait uhh not exactly but like" this is so good so natural so fun I love you sparkpelt

I get why she has a diferent opinion on Skyclan it's good for someone close to Alderheart to have a different mindset from him and for him to have someone like uh be opposites from him a lil yknow contrats his characteristics makes both siblings fun round and full of kitty do you get what I'm saying???

I love this

I love Sparkpelt, love her lil anxious moments, love her, love that she just wants to fool around with toms and enjoys Larksong but doesn't want to get serious you go girl

They wanted to write smart-ass they wanted to write smart-ass so bad

They're doing this in the rain?????

I'm quite certain Violetpaw is a young adult by this point its valid for her to go

Wh why did you let your cat out in the rain dude!!! When it comes back it's gonna dirty up the whole place it's wet out there!!!! And the cold is gonna get in the house!!!!!!!

I WAS HOLDING MY BREATH OH LORD

That was SO INTENSE AND SO FUNNY AND SO MUCH, IM SO GLAD SHE MADE IT I GOT SCARED

Oh this is so epic

That moment when your cat nearly dies and then it runs off and you go after it and then a bunch of other cats show up and start running with it

I hope Twigpaw can see the others soon

Glad to see her keeping her medicine cat knowledge ehehehe

???????

Sandynose I hate you you are so abled

Sandynose: I don't want my son to feel distanced from his peers so I'm distancing him from his peers

DOVEWING???

SANDYNOSE SHUT UP IM GOING TO KILL YOU ANS MURDER YOU

I'm so upset with Sandynose WHY isn't leafstar seeing this WHY DOESNG ANYONE SEE THIS SOMSONE PLEASE CONFORT AND LOVE MY CHILD TWIGPAW DOESNT DESERVE THIS

Angry sad upset why

Piscina

Thanks graystripe

Ok who's dying this time

Ok no one just a background cat got hurt he will survive otherwise it would be relevant

This was intense though what will happen now???

YES FINALLY

Oh this is lovely so good they're here!!! The rest of skyclan has arrived and we are all happy together

That dream felt good

NEEDLETAIL??? AGAIN

Where were you at!!!!

What!!!

Check this man's feet how many toes are there this could be good

What

Hegshahwha what the fuck is up with this guy

Okay I like him

Ohhh THATS tree

Change your name if you don't like it you sound trans already

Yeah nothing makes one smarter like dying

This is very fun I'm excited for more of whatever happening

Twigpaw :c

HIS SNIFFLES

Oh no

Hhhhnn I want Twigpaw to be happy so bad, I hate seeing her struggles

Sandynose you are so evil and very detested by me

You can and you SHOULD feel angry at Sandynose he SUCKS and he is being needlessly mean at you!!!!! There are much better ways to bring up the possibility that maybe you'd be happier with thunderclan!!! Fuck off Sandynose

Oh so Snowbush hasn't improved, maybe he will die?

Poor Alderheart

Oh fuck there he goes

Yeah

Aw man, rip to the background cat

That was a heavy death too

Aw, I was hoping the rest of Skyclan would show up before the gathering, maybe just after it???

I wonder what's going on in Shadowclan

TIGERHEARTS MISSING HUH???

The couple was kidnapped

HUH????

Oh my lord oh fuck

Can't anyone step up to lead why do they depend on Tigerheart so much???

Jesus christ

Alderheart kills his gods

This is so chaotic and funny I'm worried as hell for shadowclan but excited a lot is happening

HI TREE AGSGAHAH

Tawnypelt >:(

Puddleshine: WAIT DONT KICK HIM OUT, CHECK OUT HIS FREAKY FEET INSTEAD

Oh dear

Twigpaw :c

TWIGPAW :CCCC Man rememebr when I said I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure of being happy for others? yeah

GET OUT SANDYNOSE I DONT CARE YOURE BEING REASOMABLE FOR ONCE YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN LATER

:C

I'm so heartbroken for them

Uh pdhsgahab okay then

Bye finpaw

Wow that was easy for him

This is fun

I'm still sad as hell

Okay there's a lot going on right now wow

The owl scene was funny as hell to picture, this dramatic prophetic moment and the cats just "uuggh is that a prophecy??? Nooo"

Okay so

There's some shadowclan cats missing, considering the many sleekwhisker maps I'm sure she's up to no good but I have no clue what happened to the others and I hope they're okay

Wow! That was really something

Fantastic ending to a very good book its, definitely a different energy from the third but I'm really enjoying this I'm still excited as hell!!! I got worried things would get kinda bad from here but nope!!!! Very fun stuff for now this is very very good and I am enjoying it

This is definitely one of the most fun arcs I've read so far!!! The drama the stakes the little moments everything is tying together really well into a very fun story I'm enjoying a lot!

I worry for Twigpaw and hope for her happiness, and Violetshine too, hope her and Hawkwing deal well with missing her. Tree is being interesting. Alderheart wasn't much of a focus here but always fun to see him trying to solve the damn prophecy no leaders seem to care about. Mousewhisker was okay??? Lots of very fantastic turns for all events and uh let's see where this all goes next!!!