#im covered in fur now😭

[leo-in-space842]

Bunny baby❤️

Anyone know if its possible to mobi wrap a bunny? As in baby wearing but with a bunny. i think he might like that

[maarslovesmonkees]

Hey!!! 👋 I wanted to know if you could do a NSFW alphabet for Caesar ?

{Caesar NSFW alphabet}

Hii!! Yes absolutely!! This is my first post, Im actually quite nervous writing😭 I really hope you enjoy (feel free to message me constructive criticism if applicable!)💞💞

Notes and warnings: Caesar x Human!Reader, Gender Neutral terms!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

AFTERCARE IS A MUST! Incredibly giving during and after sex, will pamper you so good. He won't really talk, but his actions speak up loudly. Masaging you in your sore places, kissing your neck, giving you water, cleaning you, then giving you a cuddle right after is his little go-to aftercare routine.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

For himself, he doesn't have much of a favourite, but if he were to choose, his hands. How much he can do to you with just a touch of his hand. Loves to really feel you, caress your whole body and face, squish your sides and hold your hips as you bounce on his cock.

He loves anything squishy and smooth on their partner. Tummy, ass, tits/pecs etc. He also loves your neck. Smelling your unique human scent, biting it, licking it, nibbiling it>> (in Caesars eyes).

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He prefers coming inside, thinking of marking you with his seed. He'll always ask before he comes though, as he knows in human culture, not everyone wants to get creampied. He also cums a big amount, a pool gushing out of you each time you get bred.

If you're scared to get cummed in he'll love to see your stomach and chest covered in his white sticky cum.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Definitely owned(stole from a cabinet when he was bored) and fapped to porn magazines back when he lived with Will and Caroline. He doesn't own any anymore, as he doesn't use much human products. Plus, he has you now ;3

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not as experienced as you think BUT A VERY FAST LEARNER. He definitely has some knowledge of the human anatomy beforehand so he'll know what to do!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. Aye man he might be an ape king but he still old. Just loves getting a good look at you, and its such a comforting position for both. Vanilla and basic but theres a reason its popular.

Another would be you on top, riding him. Not as taxing on his joints, but also can get a full view of your body. How his dick slides into you, how your boobs/cock bounces as you went up and down... He just loves to give you pleasure and physically seeing it.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.

Quite serious, and doesn't really joke during it either. He thinks sex is a very pure thing but If you do pop a joke, he'll definitely give you a chuckle as he looks at you adoringly.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Do they like hair on their partners? etc.

His fur is softer than you think. He's definitely quite softer than the others as well, trying to maintain a good fur routine as he doesn't want to give you rashes or anything during sex.

He doesn't mind about hair on the partner as well. Shaved, not shaved, trimmed, don't matter to him, he's putting his dick in you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Incredibly romantic. So giving and loving throughout it all. He doesn't talk much, and doesn't really moan either (mostly pleasured grunts), but his actions speak so much louder than words. He'll look into your eyes, caress you, and will DEFINITELY pull your head in for the forehead touch😭💞

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Doesn't masturbate often, but he prefers having you with him when he does. He LOVES mutual masturbation, you getting off, gets him off.

When he does masturbate alone, hes quiet and goes slow. Gripping his bed as he comes, thinking of filling you up.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding. Thinking of giving you, a human, his kids gets him all hot and bothered. Whether or not you can have kids, hell still love to fantasize it as he fucks you. Going into positions that has a higher chance of pregnancy, loves getting in deep and cumming in deep, caressing your stomach afterwards after, and even the day after he feeds you like you were pregnant🥺

Praise. Being a king can be hard. Giving him compliments, telling him hes making you feel good, telling him how amazing of a partner he is will give him butterflies. He kind of misses his parents and grandfather. How they were so kind and always praise him. He'll MELT from both your kindness and a bit of nostalgia.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His/your nest. Intimate, private, comfortable, what more can he want. He wants you to be comfortable and laying on the ground with a bunch of sharp sticks and rocks anywhere isn't ideal.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You in the mood, gets him in the mood. As an Ape, he does have a keen sense of smell. If he senses your arousal, instant boner. A human loving him in such a deep, private and erotic way gets him so horny.

Also when your enjoying yourself and physically making it noticable, gets his cock ACHING. Your moans, grunts, shouting of his name, your body shaking in pelasure gets him GOINGGG.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hes a gentle and loving man, below all his stoicism, so he wouldn't do anything that could hurt you. So sorry BDSM lovers :(

I wouldn't think he'd be interested in exhibition or anything involving such a private moment being out for everyone to see. You are his, and hes not really comfortable with others seeing such a vulnerable state for both of you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He has no preference with giving or receiving, but again it he had to choose, giving. He just loves lapping around your heat, slurping up all your juices, and holding your shaking legs stable. He'll be sucking up your sensitive spot then going to nibble your inner thighs.

When receiving, he loves to look into your eyes, and caress your hair. He'll grabs your head oh so gently and help you keep a steady pace. He enjoys it so much but still keeps alert if your jaw starts to hurt. His cock is quite big so good luck 🤞

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and senual for the most part. Especially at first, with you being human and all. Quite fragile compared to a chimp but even after that, he likes to milk every moment of this intimate practice with you. Again, he is quite serious in this matter so he likes being in the moment.

Howeveeerrr, if you ask, he'll happily let you indulge yourself with some fast and hard fucking. Its not like he doesn't like it, he does, its just he prefers sex to be more romantic.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He'll be open to it. Not his favourite but he understand that you both have responsibilities in the colony and need them done, so a little quickie to satisfy you both wouldn't hurt.

Its mostly in the mornings where a good quikie will happen. Waking up to get ready for todays task, but your still horny? He'll smell your arousal and give you a quick orgasm by putting his thick cock into you while stroking your sensitive bits.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Not really but again, open to it. This is Caesar the ape king, we're talking about. He's taken so many risks in his life, and sometimes he just wants something loving, familiar and stable, especially in his sex life with his amazing mate. He'll be hesitant with experimenting but he knows he can trust you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

If in a comfortable position, he can go all night long. Again, grown ass ape we're talking about.

Doesnt last too long when it comes to you. Maybe like 10-20 minutes hes already pumping hot cream deep inside you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Doesn't as its quite hard to find (and maintain). If you guys actually have one for some reason, it'll definitely spice up the mutual masturbation time.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not a teaser. He loves to give you what you want, what brings you the most pleasure. Its his duty as both a king and a mate to keep his 'subject' happy.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Vocally not loud. Grunts and heavy breathing mostly, with a couple of moans here and there.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Doesn't do it often, but loves to stay inside of you after sex. Keeping his cum plugged in deep all night long, and just being attached makes him feel so warm.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

5 inches but VERY girthy🙏

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Normal ish. Around 6/10. You can turn him on quite quickly though.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't sleep fast at all. It actually takes quite a while for him to fall asleep. He just loves to stare at you as you sleep, post orgasm and such. He snuggles you up close, kissing your forhead for a while. He likes to look over you, in a protective sense, after sex. He feels the most relaxed in his life with his mate just sleeping next to them, and hes not one to waste a moment.

[dangopango00]

Demonic Features HCS (2)

Om demons HCs + Om demons x gn reader

Pt. 1 (123) | Pt. 2 (Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie) | Pt. 3 (Royal trio) Coming soon (again)

CW: Teeny but suggestive I think. Mostly asmo’s part if anything

A/N: THIS IMAGE IS SO FUCKING KEWYWTTTTT 😭😭😭😭😭 i cant w them ue i am unhealthily attached to this family goodbye world also sryy these are so long, honestly after recharging for a couple days I js started going crazy on the hcs 😭😭

Hcs UTC

Satan: The Unicorn

- I think he should look more beastly overall like hes some wild creature that just emerged from the forest

- His pants should look like hooves like those bellbottom esque fuzzy ish pants like

Shout out to someone in 1545 ig. Unicornis

Also spots should look more like. Horselike like speckled or splotchy

- Has two black stars and one green in the middle on his forehead

1. As a reference to Lucifer who created him and

2. A reference to how biblically unicorns were out of control beasts that could only be tamed by a virgin maiden (honestly im a lil tempted to write a fic of satan x sweet innocent reader but gn. Goodbye even)

- HES A UNICORN HE SHOULD HAVE A UNI HORN PLEAADEEE 😭😭😭 they should be a similar shape to Lucifer’s but one short one and should be able to summon a longer one below where the star diamond is on his forehead is when he gets pissed enough and both should be black with green tips + it would actually make him look more vicious too

- I appreciate them making the little bow look like ribs but I think it would be much cooler if his ribs just were sticking out and wrapping around his body and they were black and green

- Ribs should also have patches of fur resembling flames where they start (near his back or at his sides)

- I also think his tail should have short rugged fur lining the outside and it should get longer at the tip; I’m going heavy on the beast agenda I fear. He may clean up pretty well in his human form but he can’t hide his sin in his demon form cmon now y’all

- Since we don’t see his markings I’m making shit up and I think his markings should be fur lining his back and arms

- Just wanna say I resemble the fur wrap thing because it kinda resembles a horse tail/mane and the gray shirt bc it resembles a rhino (What unicorns in the bible were based on I think)

- A bit insecure about you seeing his demon form tbh. Thinks he will scare you and a little afraid he might do sth he’ll regret if he loses himself; he sees himself as beastly in that form, anger is a hideous emotion and he doesn’t want to scare his loved ones away like he used to when he was first born and always lashed out with full force, scaring his brothers (Don’t get me wrong if he’s angry he’ll show it but he wont let all of his anger out at least not at once and if he has to do sth drastic he’ll first isolate himself)

- Very nearsighted but refuses to get glasses and only wears them when reading (glasses are weakness)

- Bulks up a bit and gains more strength in his demon form frs

- Snarls when hes angry and sometimes sneezes in the middle of his anger often (it would be funny)

- Pact mark is only visible on your temple but internally spans throughout your veins and is not very big but grows the angrier you get post activation; that shit is freaky it can even cover your whole face and put your body in autopilot (like how anger issues people black out) if you get angry enough

- It’s pretty wicked its first shaped like a small spade but bulges like flesh; is similar to tanjiro’s mark somewhat

- Pact mark allows him to enhance your rage by giving you some of his own (can be a pro or con depending on the situation but i mean u can just tell him to stop iykyk policy)

Asmodeus: The Scorpion

- I THINK HE SHOULD BE VAMPIRIC Feeds on sexual energy and life force yk incubus/succubus thingz but he should have the fangies too imo

- Tired of them having collars and looking prim and proper so I’ve arbitrarily decided that his shirt should conjoin with his skin and become kind of like calcharos ult for VERY loose reference; hes the avatar of lust he can be shirtless ish

- IK I SAID NTM ON THE CLOTHES BUT UGHHH Imagine if he was wearing like a robe similar to aphrodite bc its like a nod to his past as a high angel but also how he’s steeped in desire and lust. Like its being held up by the roses, sheer will and the fact that it is conjoined with his skin

- Hc that he is like cupid and can see connections between people SO I think his spine should be lined with like. Arrow-like spines

- Despite being like cupid, he finds it really hard to genuinely connect people and find someone who enjoys his presence beyond his looks and will typically avoid people on his recharge days (he likes partying and being around people but its also pretty draining keeping people entertained which is why he usually brings someone with him. I also imagine this is how he and Levi connect “I guess we aren’t so different after all” type shi)

- He should have a tail. I thought about it for a while and like. ???? Scorpions tails are like their whole thing I think he should either have a tail or towards the bottom of his spines one of them is long enough to resemble a tail (his wings are cool but like he should have a. Tail)

- Tail/spines should have venom

- I think his markings should be connected, like the hearts are good but they should be connected in like a segmented line and wrap around his arm; preferably 7 to represent the scorpions seven chamber heart

- He needs glasses too and he only wears them when they go with his outfit otherwise its contacts (which he also introduced satan to)

- He should have more eyes on his face smaller eyes below his main two that only appear when open (otherwise his face looks normal just with slight slits you’d only notice if u were REALLY staring)

- Very tolerant to weather changes. He still acts like he’s dying but he def doesn’t have it as bad as Levi who is literally dying over there

- Pact mark is a tramp stamp and he won’t stop asking to see it gn. Its shaped like a hollowed heart with a design inside and becomes a spade with a similar design when activated as well as spreads a bit (as all the others do) its very classy and pretty tbh

- Activation is almost like. Erotic? It feels good but its almost like it steals the air from your lungs and makes your chest tighten; its a mix of pleasure and panic (not quite pain because it gives you urgency but not so much that it makes you want to stop) Unfortunately this isn’t something that really wears off but rather wears down and just becomes leas intense as you get used to it/stronger

- Pact mark allows him to shapeshift into you and anyone who you have had a sexual or romantic encounter with

Beelzebub: The Fly

- MOUTHS ALL OVER: A mouth on his forhead where his horn comes out of and the markings spread across his body can open, revealing mouths (def gotta have some on his hands I fear. Can also change the locations of his markings and can consume things such as magical energy through his mouths

- Should be able to create a third horn in the middle of his forehead to make his horns appear like a crown (Lord of the flies had a teeny lil crown its a bit funny)

- Should have more fur aspects like his wings should have fur at the base and around the outline maybe

- His markings should be furry and the fur makes it look like they’re black flames 🔥

- Should have four wings that appear like two until he gets ready for takeoff, to which they spread out real wide

- Ik he’s a really simple guy so his design is simple too but I think he’s just missing some of that demonic flair. He should have insect arms that he can control (they might look like sticks but they’re actually very strong and useful)

- Always wants to be around you. Always. Even though he moves insanely fast he always loops back around to match your pace

- A bit colorblind and nearsighted but is fast enough to make up for it

- Almost never gets sick but he’s usually the one who brings sickness in the house so his brothers have to make sure he cleans off before coming in 😭 (I imagine demons don’t get sick in the traditional way but its typically some behavioral or magical illness like a common cold for suc/incubi causing like them to be less efficient in seducing humans; like how asmo has his power with his eyes maybe his vision gets blurry for a few months/years or it makes HIM fall for the person he was trying to seduce)

- Lucifer has had to ban him from the kitchen because he kept eating food that already went bad especially if he was sleepwalking

- Can make a protein shake/smoothie out of anything !!!! No matter how erm. Odd the combination

- Always rubs his hands together and licks his lips before eating a meal

- I would like to propose….. him being in charge of the Devildom air force like how Levi is in the navy…. Ik ik came outta nowhere but Flies having those big ass eyes gave me the idea to out goggles on him that look like Fly eyes and then I was like ok well what if that was for when he’s flying and here we are

- OK STAY WITH ME NOW. He used to do the equivalent of illegal drag racing but flying and Belphie would always bet on him and thats how they made food money for Beel sometimes until Lucifer shut the whole thing down after finding out bc its a bad look for Diavolo he also doesn’t want his baby brother getting hurt but he wont say that (Belphie thought he was a killjoy)

- To him. It feels like wherever he goes death and despair follow and has gotten stronger and stronger so that no one close to him will ever die again (“I should’ve been strong enough so that the safest place for her would be by my side” -Marius von Hagen [he makes me so emotional]) (If you’re wondering how this is related its because flies symbolize triumph over adversity as well as death and decay)

- Pact mark is right on top of your stomach (above the bellybutton) and it looks like two triskelions (three wheeled spiral) stacked over each other to create six wheels as a reference to his prior angelhood but as well as a nod to his transformation

- Activation costs you a lot of energy and it feels like you’re starving like you haven’t eaten all day even if you just ate a hearty meal (you go back to normal a bit after activation but its a little maddening while its taking place)

- He can possess your body for a limited amount of time (typically only accidentally triggers this power) during this time any damage that his body takes transfers to you and vice versa (tbh this is much more risky for him than you bc his body is extremely strong so he’ll only take minimal damage but it’s a gamble with you)

- He can also steal some of the nutrients from your body so um. I’d be careful of that (he won’t ever actually do it but now that your bodies are connected he can)

Belphegor: The Cattle

- STOP SHOWING HIS FUXKINH EYE BEHIND HIS EMO HAIR/ sorry had to get that off my chest. It coulddd be something that could make him more eerie and off putting like a demon but his whole thing is that he looks cute and sweet but is actually intelligent and dangerous so maybe just. It shows in his demon form only if anything

- He should have a bell on his tail. It would be kewt. Not something he inherently has but he wags his tail in his sleep often so the brothers put it on him so they don’t trip over him (he hates it but he’s too tired to gaf)

- He should be more fuzzy too like having his right arm have an arm warmer rather than that sleeve that doesn’t even look connected like. Also theres a mix of fuzz and thorns on his person. It’s a gamble. Proceed with caution.

- His boots should be more like hooves kinda like what I said for satan but boots and more comfy looking

- They were way too shy with his cow spots imo. I think it should almost look like he has vitiligo (but with more melanin rather than less yk)

- HE SHOULD HAVE A LITTLE EARRING THAT LOOKS LIKE THE CATTLE TAG

- Got a nose piercing (septum I think?) after learning about piercings in the human world but doesn’t use it much anymore

- Nitpicky but I think his horns should end while sticking forward rather than curling out all the way to resemble a bull thats ready to charge

- Appreciating the fact that he has four belts likely to represent the four chambers of cows’ stomachs

- Separation anxiety victim NUMBER ONE. Especially after Lilith died he’s gotten so anxious being without his loved ones and never really wants to leave their sides bc he never knows when they’ll be gone

- He is Beel’s eyes and probably has the best vision in the family tbh 25/20 vision fr

- A lil colorblind though; affects his drawings and when levi asks him to doodle with him he always uses a unique set of colors (hes grabbing at them randomly)

- Likes to just watch his brothers socialize and be with them. An observer in his own home. The only reason he gets out of bed everyday is to see the people he cares about most

- Likes silly little puzzles, games and toys like rubix cubes and bouncy balls n shi but gets annoyed if you just give it to him and expect him to play by himself like !!!!! Keep him company !!!!!!!!!

- When he was trapped in the attic Lucifer would sometimes bring him enrichment toys and fill him in on current news or just sit there in silence to keep him company while turned away from him (If he looks at him too long he might fold and let him out; he loves his brother but. He thinks this is what needs to be done)

- Pact mark is on your thigh probably snug on the inside and whenever he’s laying on your lap he looks at it and maybe traces it before drifting off

- It probably looks like a symbol of a moon or spiral inside of a sun representing the midnight sun and the neutrality of the sloth sin (a sun that never rises or sets)

- Can sap your energy and make you see hallucinations or make you want to sleep; can probably put you in hibernation as long as it doesn’t hurt you and can eat your nightmares # dreamcatcher

[professional-yapper]

This is for the anon who's ask I unfortunately lost when I accidentally posted this fic prematurely 😭😭 I'm so sorry nonnie please forgive me 🙏

Anon asked for an Aonung X reader where the reader is a Na'vi from a colder region!

The Deal

Aonung x Snow/Mountain Na'vi! Reader

Warnings: none really, mild head injury ig, aonung is so painfully ooc im sorry guys

Sempu: Dad/Daddy [informal version of father] - tsyeym: treasure, something precious

The call that land had been sighted went up shortly after dawn.

You were shaken from dreams of seals and shimmering landscapes by your father rising from the mat beside yours, rubbing a hand over his face blearily as he went to see for himself.

He was bare-chested and barefoot, wearing only pants, rolled up to his knees, as many of your fellow traders were, though the women kept their chest wrappings on for obvious reasons, having abandoned their warm furs and skins upon leaving the homeland.

You yourself were dressed simply for sleep, one of your father's old shirts, so worn thin from years of work it was perfect for the tropical climate you all had stumbled upon.

Some of the other traders had hopes of seeking out the reef, home of the aptly named reef people. You knew them by no other name. If they even had one.

Your own people were named in such a way that it couldn't be replicated here. A thin whistling noise made through the teeth, a mimicry of the icy wind that swirled across the snow covering the homeland.

But you also knew your father had no such hopes. The reef was too far, the surrounding seas too dangerous, filled with fantastical creatures that none of you could name. The not knowing was the worst part.

There was no way you could've found your way to the reef. And yet, soon, the boat was alive with traders running to redirect the vessel towards the land, calling and yipping to one another excitedly.

You sat, yawning and stretching, ears tilting downwards with the effort, the furs sliding off you as you did.

Your father smiled at you as he passed, reaching out to ruffle your hair, so like your mother's, though it had been months since you last saw her. "Come, tsyeym. Take a look. It's beautiful."

Unlike anything he had ever seen before, his eyes said as he glanced back towards the land, which came into view more strongly now, the last wisps of the fog snatched up and away by the brisk breeze.

You shifted onto your knees, leaning forward on your hands, still too sleepy to be bothered standing up, drinking in the sight laid before you greedily. A sky streaked with purple and crimson, and a sea stretching before you that reflected that.

So many sunrises, and each one as entrancing as the one before.

The reef was well within your sights now, and you could even see little figures, aqua blue in colour, high up on the layers of rock, probably coming to investigate.

Your father and a few other traders waved to them, but earned no response.

Instead, the reef people climbed down the rock levels and dove neatly into the sea, disappearing from you. You frowned. Where were they going? Were they coming towards the boat to see what you all wanted, or were they going to summon one of those mythical creatures to frighten you off?

Not sharing your father's natural optimistic personality, you stood and went over to him, tugging on his arm. "Sempu, maybe we should-"

"Look how fast they can swim, tsyeym," your father responded in a dreamy voice, watching the water, eyes fixed on them, and their forms cutting through the water became clearer to you the longer you stared. "They're made for this."

"We are not," you replied briskly, once again your mother's daughter with your practical personality. "Sempu, if they tip the boat-"

"Ah, my child. You worry too much," your father chuckled, wrapping a beefy arm around you and hugging you to his chest briefly, before striding off to help the other traders.

You huffed, but dared to move a few steps closer to the edge of the boat, following the reef people as they swam ever nearer, eyes narrowed with suspicion, hands fumbling for the fish knife that sat at your hip that you'd forgotten to take off after yesterday's evening meal.

Which also explained how uncomfortable sleeping on your side had been. Though obviously not uncomfortable enough to investigate. But nevertheless, you drew it and dropped to a crouch on the lip of the wood, gripping tightly with your fingers to keep yourself from tipping into the water, head over heels.

The reef people were close now, so close you could make out individual traits of each one. A few men, by the looks of it. Warriors, maybe. You frowned. You didn't care for warriors. The ones back home had biceps bigger than their brains, and mouths bigger than their biceps. The title of warrior was gifted as a show of strength and bravery, not intelligence or anything like that.

But you supposed it might be different here.

One of the men was actually a boy, judging by his smaller body and lack of tattoos. You leaned forward, trying to see better as they drew nearer, then swam entirely under the boat. Your frown grew. What were they doing?

Leaning further, further...

Then one of the reef people burst right out of the water before you, nose bumping against yours. You yelped, reeling back, dropping your knife in your shock.

There was a heavy moment of silence as you and the reef boy stared at each other.

He wasn't unpleasant. Just weird-looking. Hairless, like a fish. Pale and green and pink, with eyes like glaciers and dark curls that kept escaping the bun on the crown of his head.

You supposed by reef people standards he was quite attractive. By your standards too, but you couldn't even admit that to yourself.

"What are you?" he said finally, treading water and staring at you.

His attractiveness evaporated.

"What kind of a question is that?" you demanded, glaring back at him.

"I am the chief's son, you answer me first!"

You felt a headache coming on already. "That- how old are you? You sound like a little kid. And we don't recognise any kind of leadership, anyway, so take your title and stick it up your ass, princeling."

If looks could kill, you'd have just dropped dead.

He didn't say anything for a moment, taking a deep breath, ears flat against his head and nostrils flaring. Then, "Fine. I may have been too abrupt."

"A bit," you scoffed, earning another scowl from him.

"Let me finish. What I meant was; you're not like any Na'vi I've ever seen or heard of."

"So?" you replied, feeling too offended to even bother faking civility.

"So I want to know what kind of Na'vi you are. What's your tribe?" he said, ears flattening further, eyes dark and wet as he looked up at you, water lapping against his broad shoulders and chest.

"We're traders from up north. Our name is-" You made the sound for him, but the look on his face told you he wasn't going to even attempt to mimic it.

"We're Metkayina," he offered. "My name is Aonung."

"Oh," you hummed, making a note to tell your father the reef people had a name. You deliberated for a moment on whether or not to tell this rude fish boy Aonung your name, then decided not to.

And of course Aonung took offense to that too. "Aren't you going to tell me yours?" At least, you thought he would take offense. But he sounded almost amused, his expression shifting to something almost playful as he swam a little closer.

"Why should I?" you replied haughtily, curling your thick tail around your toes, hugging your knees to your chest. "You're kind of a skxwang."

Aonung laughed a little. "I get that a lot. I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to offend you. Seriously. I didn't know you'd take it to heart."

You raised your eyes skyward, asking Eywa if this boy was serious. "You've got to be kidding. You hit me in the face then looked at me and asked what I was, like I was a dead animal you found floating in on the dawn tide."

"I did not look at you like that."

"You did! I saw you."

"I wasn't looking at you like that!"

Your sudden laughter surprised even you. "Okay, fine, you weren't looking at me like that," you relented, leaning forward. "What were you looking at me like then?"

He smiled at you, fangs pressing into his bottom lip a little. "Like I said. I wasn't looking at you any way."

You rolled your eyes. "You're infuriating. Are all reef boys this annoying?"

"Maybe. You should come find out," he said slyly.

"Sure, if your chief wants to make a trading agreement with us."

"My dad's the chief. I can talk to him if you want," he offered, and you noticed he was swimming closer to you ever so slightly, like if he moved slowly enough you wouldn't notice.

"Why would you do that?" you prompted teasingly, tilting your head to one side. "Want me to stick around?"

He shrugged, feigning innocence. "I could care less."

You couldn't help another laugh bubbling up and out of you, warmth filling your chest at being able to talk and banter with another teen your age. Even if said teen was kind of a douche. "Sure. Just admit it. You wanna know more about me."

"Well, I still don't know your name, so you could start with that," he pointed out.

"Sure," you repeated. "Get your dad to make a trading agreement with us and I'll tell you whatever you wanna know."

"Deal," he said, shifting forward, hoisting himself up on the edge of the boat, partially leaning over you, blocking out the light of the rising sun, eyes glittering with amusement as he looked down at you.

Great Mother. His attractiveness had returned with full force.

Broad chest, strong shoulders, a perfect body by the standards of your people. The dark curls, the colour and texture still so foreign to you despite all the different Na'vi you've met. The eyes, like precious gems held up to the sunlight. The water running down said broad chest in little rivulets, glistening and catching your eyes even as you tried to stop yourself.

You stared up at him for a second, wondering what in Eywa's name he was doing, before you realised he was holding out his hand to you.

You shook it.

Christ ALMIGHTY it's gonna be another multi chapter lads. Let me know if you want to be tagged in any future chapters x

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

HIHI! Im not really good at requesting things so I apologize in advance of this seems weird😭 odd request but!1!1 could you maybe do Rui with a s/o that’s a lunar moth demon? Like has the wings and antennas of said moth and stuff :)

Hiya Anon! (^○^) First off I want to thank you for requesting, especially something so fun!

Please don't apologize either, I'm more than happy to write your request ☆ If you have anymore please send them my way!

I just hope that i've done your request justice....

Also as I've written quite a bit I'm gonna stick these headcanons under a 'Keep Reading' line which I hope you don't mind.

Rui x Luna moth Demon S/O - Headcanons:

To Rui, you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his long life - Your just absolutely stunning!

Even before you both started a relationship – back when you first met each other, where you were injured + caught in his web and he was going to eat you 😊 – you held a ethereal beauty that soothed him yet made him yearn

…….he did threaten to eat you a lot at the beginning of your friendship, although now he threatens to eat you in a joking manner

Big beautiful pearlescent green wings that shimmer when you move – covered in a soft fuzz and a gentle dust – the crescent moons on your wings winking each time you move.

Your bottom wings have these beautiful twisting tails too which happen to trail on the floor alot so you have a tendency to stay above ground so they don't get damaged

Rui does help you keep them intact and healthy

Your antennae sit comfortably on your forehead just above your brows, resting on your head when not in proper use - as if your letting them relax

They happen to be as equally as soft as your wings, and feathered out elegant – the colour a mellow yellow, slightly dull in comparison to your wings

Of course Rui doesn’t touch your wings or antennae too much, he knows both are delicate – that and your sense of smell is incredibly sensitive due to your antennae…

Your eyes are stunning too, a beautiful shade of (E/C) that have the amazing ability to see everything around you in hyper detail

It just also happens that due to your amazing eyesight you happen to be a bit light sensitive…..

Although funnily enough, light is something that grabs your attention quickly? You just have to investigate it at all costs

Does that mean Rui has to constantly be vigilant for unusual light sources? Yes

Also your eyes glow – like a cat’s – when light is shone at them

Has this accidently scared members of the spider family? Yes! Have any of them learnt not to shine lights around so you don’t accident scare them? No

Honestly each and everyone of your features are beautiful to Rui

You differ so much to him and his spider qualities - although his eyes do the glowy thing too (which is terrifying! Why did spiders have to have the glowy eye things too?!)

Your method of hunting is fascinating too.

Completely different to his hunting.

Soft clicks leaving your throat in odd patterns to confuse your prey (and predator) as you lead them off on a wild + intoxicating dance before devouring them swiftly

Hiding away above in the forests canopy, your eyes that see all analyzing everything about your prey from the way they stand to the sound of their blood + heart rate

You can go months between eating - Lunar moths lack mouths completely and survive of off their own body fat - although you eat ALOT when you finally do need to eat which Rui happily provides for you

Your blood is also moth-like! Instead of a deep crimson its a deep and haunting blue - Although if you were to ever get injured to the point of shedding blood, Rui is personally hunting & killing the thing that harmed you down

Rui does like to spoil you

He always manages to find - or maybe make? - the finest fabrics and furs for you, everything is suited to your tastes and wants

The fur is always soft and warming due to your obsession with warmth and keeping it locked in your body

The flesh you consume is only ever hunted by his or your hand - Rui only ever does this for you

Your bestowed his love and affection for all of time

His small smiles and feather soft kisses - Cold lips brushing along the apple of your cheek in a sign of affection as you walk together with hands holding

Soft and gentle hands upon your face, appendages and body

Your the only one who he whispers compliments and praise too

The only one he'll ever shed tears for - In sadness, anger, lust and happiness etc.

You are his love

[tinandabin]

part 2 to the the the the the genshin post in which u know like u will find out bye.

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As soon as Yae smirked at you, holy fuck you were confused between having a gay panic OR having your cover blown off and burned at the stake panic.

"That's one unique fox, no?" Yae politely closed her eyes and smiled.

( in reality, yae was jealous of how soft yr fur looked like what this is illegal im snitching to raiden this ain't fair im supposed to have the softest fur I hate it raiden better come out of her fucking mind like can she believe this shit like this is utter bullshit. /j )

Ayato narrowed his eyes and was slowly pulling out a flamethrower from his really, really, small pocket.

Okay I will stop now.

"Haha, indeed so." Ayato replied back, as Ayaka was caressing your fur.

^^^^Guys, that is fake rich talk.

You know, you really love being a Kitsune because when you are in your fox form, you get free massages, manicures, pedicures, perfect hairstyles, jewellery, soft clothes and fluffy beds. Like. This shits amazing.

So, if Yae blows your cover off, you swear you will blow off her fucking hair. If she has any that is /jk

But seriously though, you really hope your cover doesn't get blown off because you wanna enjoy the rich life a bit longer. After all, your original master threw you out telling, and I quote, "GO AND FEND FOR YOURSELF, AND NOT JUST LAZE AROUND MY HOUSE. YOU NO COME BACK UNTIL YOU HAVE A JOB AND ARE A DOCTOR." ok I need to stop joking.

To this day, you have yet to become a doctor so.

You can smell Yae's stinky toes. Girl doesn't clean them /j.

So you say in kitsune language ( I don't know kitsune language please pretend it is right, Google says it is kon kon so ) "KoN KON KOOOON KONNN kon kon" Translating to "Your toes STINK. BAD. STINK BAD."

And Yae's eyebrows ( nonexistent ) starts twitching so she bids the Kamisatos goodbye because she knows if she hears your bullshit for any second longer she will yeet you to Mondstadt.

Bye. I'm done.

a/n: help I was originally gonna make the last line, "And yae's eyebrows ( nonexistent ) starts twitching as she ferociously rips off her toes and yeets you to the the sun." 😭😭 I DONT KNOW WHAY IM DOING THIS IS SUCH A SHITPOST 😭😭😭😭

Masterlist

[humanfleshbutcher]

hi!! first off, i would like to say i love your writing! it is just so descriptive and eloquent 😍💖 i was graced when i found your account because i am suffering from a severe lack of puss in boots content </3

anyway- enough of my rambling. i was wondering if i could request a romantic/platonic puss fanfic :3 i was in the snow a few days ago with my friends, and we got to the point where we started to talk about how our cats would react if they were brought in the snow. so i thought it would be pretty cute to see the puss and the reader seeing snow for the first time!

there's no rush- i no writing can be hard and energy-consuming sometimes. have a great day!!

aww thanks!! I have kind had a writers block but now with more requests coming in, IM BACK :D Also same, the reason I started writing Puss in boots cuz I just couldn't find any stories about him lol 😭

Puss in boots x reader 'Snow days'

Summary: You and Puss are seeing snow for the first time, thoughts?

TW: None

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For this adventure, you and team friendship had to go to a different land. Kitty has been there, and she says there might be snow there.

You and Puss have NEVER seen snow, might be because you're living in a country in which snow is quite rare, or you've just never been around long enough to see it fall.

But for this one, you're gonna feast your eyes on the white which will coat the ground.

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"Y/N, wake up!" A violent shake stirred you from your sleep, startling you up.

"What?!" You shook your head as you looked at Perrito, who was wagging his tail in excitement.

"Come outside!"

You watched the small dog run out of the tent, leaving you alone. Curiosity killed the cat (pun intended) and you decided to not keep your friend waiting and stepped outside.

White, everywhere.

Like a white powder covering the face of the earth. You've never seen this before. It was fascinating.

It was snow.

"Y/N!" You heard your name being called. It was Puss, his fur littered in the white snow. He looked super excited, which rose your excitement and adrenaline.

"Puss!" You responded, stepping onto the snow. It was a little weird, but this was pretty much the way you imagined snow.

You both admired the snow, it was a new sight for both of you. You were both a little confused, but y'all got the spirit. You both watched as Perrito played around in the snow, jumping in and out of the cold heaps.

"Ow!" Puss exclaimed, you looked at him, looking back and seeing Kitty who was holding a snowball in her hand.

"Now that you finally seen snow, how about I teach you some games?" Kitty suggested, throwing the snowball up into the air and catching it.

You puss shared a look, but it was interrupted when a snowball hit Puss again.

"OHMYGOSH SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Perrito shrieked, instantly making a snow boulder, you also made a defence wall and started preparing your snowballs.

The fight was tragic, you had to face your own team, but even then your determination didn't falter. You took down Perrito first (sorry bud) and then made an alliance with Puss to take down Kitty.

The alliance proved true, as you both defeated Kitty. But now, it was just the two of you. A war can only be won, by one. It was a battle against you two now.

It wasn't long until there was a clear winner.

The winner being You.

You celebrated your victory and rubbed it in their faces.

But soon the sun started setting, and seeing as you were all now drenched in melted snow, you all decided it was best to leave the cold activities behind and make a campfire.

You loved the snow. You wish you'd seen it more before, but for now it's not time to worry about what you didn't see before, but it's time to look to the present, and look upon many more victories in the snow.

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FINALLY IM DONE AAAAA

[mixtercandy]

IM GOOD !!! FILLING OUT THE DEX FUR PKMN VIOLET (WHICH NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT WONT BE POSSIBLE TILL I FINISH THE GAME SO MAYBE JUST FILLING IT OUT AS MUCH AS I CAN ATM 😭) HBU !!!!

YOU DESVERE TO BE SALUTED FOR YOUR BRAVE EFFORTS AND I WISH U LUCK ON UR JOURNEY!!

atm im listening to big shit metal cover by RichaadEB while drawing a comm!! :] i think im having a good time!

[fawnsflowerbed]

Hiii! I've been trying to find a blog that could execute this well n I feel like you'll slay hehe. I was wondering if I could get a leon x reader with it being angst to fluff? :3 I'm a sucker for happy endings/things being fixed omg. I was wondering if you could create a oneshot/scenario where leon and the reader are arguing or something (you can decide what they're arguing about or if it starts out where things are fine then leads to that) and it escalates to him raising his voice a little which makes the reader burst into tears? And he's just kinda like 'omg why did I do that im so stupid' and so the fluff comes in with him apologizing and making up for it n stuff. (I'm a really sensitive n emotional person, so any slight raise of tone, I'm gonna bawl n hide in my room 😭) I was hoping you could also kinda make the reader like literal sunshine x leon type beat, bc I'm a v extroverted n outgoing enfp 💪🏻💪🏻

Also it'd be re4 leon! (Remake him is just so...) n please make it as long as you want, if you can! The more the merrier hehehe 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Ahhhh yes!!!! We love some re4 boy with a large heaping of angst to fluff!!!

After a slip up during a mission, Leon finds out that shouting at his sunshine often leads to rain. Luckily enough, he’s willing to bring an umbrella next time.

Word count: 2,472

Warnings/content: GN reader, 2nd person (you, yours), re4 Leon, swearing, overall angst but sweet ending.

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“So, you wanna explain what that was?” Leon’s jacket was tossed halfway across the room as you entered his apartment - your apartment. He was upset. Both of you were upset. But him especially. You could tell because he had his ‘agent Kennedy’ voice on. The one he used when the rookies fucked up.

“I don’t know, I was just-”

You were fighting with your own tongue and teeth to get your answer out. Leon wasn’t usually an angry person. Not towards you, anyway. But you’d slipped up on your last assignment - a hunt in Annecy, France. Despite being new to the DSO and still getting your footing, you’d been partnered up with your boyfriend for the latest mission. Thanks to his exceptional reputation and overall cool under pressure attitude after the incident in Spain, it wasn’t new for him to teach the rookies the ropes.

You’d both under anticipated just how many bioterrorists and B.O.Ws there would be, though. Backed into a corner with one bullet in the gun. All out of grenades, too.

“Fall back and wait at the drop off area, I’ll stay and cover you. Do not approach any of the hostiles. Got it?” He’d said, readily gripping at his knife.

You’d nodded silently.

But you’d found an opening while sprinting down one of the stone paved alleyways, catching a quick glimpse at someone coming up behind Leon as his back was turned. Sure, he could hold himself in a fight. But he looked outnumbered. Tense. You’d acted on instinct instead of backing away like he’d strictly ordered you too. A quick bullet through their skull threw their body into the clean bricks of the building, now stained with crimson red and organ splatter.

But then they all turned to you. Somehow cognitively realised you were weaker and significantly smaller than Leon - who’d now found ammo in a corpse’s pocket. You could see it behind their fogged pupils, the way they fixated on you like predators at prey.

That’s when you got jumped.

You sighed out a little to keep your composure. Your own jacket was now discarded, although in a more civil matter as you’d hung it on the coat rack next to the front door. “I was just trying to help.” It was all you could really say. It was the truth, but it still didn’t feel like enough.

“You trying to help almost put you and a lot of other people in danger. You know that right?” Hasty hands undoing the straps on his tactical gloves, he didn’t look at you. He just tossed them next to his fur lined corduroy jacket as he lectured on.

You exhaled shakily, your own hands reaching down to undo the laces on your thick leather boots. At this point you felt at a loss for words.“Of course I do but-”

He finally turned to look at you, to face you with that stoic look he often wore during interrogations. You were caught up in your own questioning, it seemed. But this time he didn’t want to get any information out of you. He wanted you to listen. “If we hadn't gotten back-up reinforcements, the blood would’ve been on our hands Y/N. What if that horde got out into the street?”

Frustration began bubbling up into your spine. “I get it, okay?”

“I don’t think you do.” Leon turned his gaze to the side for just a moment with a head shake. He closed his eyes, sighed, and then spoke once more as if contemplating his next words. “Director Winston was right, you’re not cut out for the field yet.”

Your brows furrowed in shock. You’d worked hard to get on the field, and now it felt like it was all for nothing. “What? Are you kidding me?”

“No, I’m not. You disobeyed a superior. If I didn’t make that clean shot when you were jumped we would’ve both been killed.”

“But we weren’t, and that’s what matters!”

“It was too close of a call.”

“And what, that makes me incompetent?”

Those soft baby blue eyes had sunk into nothing but loud thoughts turning into louder words.

His demeanor finally snapped in half, breaking his vow of stone as he threw his hands out in anger. “It makes you a liability!”

You flinched back at his words and volume. Especially the volume, the way his voice suddenly swept into a boom that hit every wall around you, as if making it shake. His voice was so loud that it actually felt like the room shook, and that scared you so badly. In a way it made your ribs jitter in an instant. Made that familiar sting behind your eyes begin crawling up on you as you stared at him in nothing short of shock.

Shock, and potential fear.

Dead silence.

Conflicting emotions were rising and rising, hands now beginning to shake as tears formed in your eyes. Your expression was nothing short of devastated, a hand reaching up to cover your mouth as if you were to scream. But no noise came out.

It all hit you at once.

And Leon noticed it too.

“Fuck, no- love I didn’t-”

You were gone before he could finish his sentence. Quick, hectic steps through a haze of welling tears. You heard him take a step from behind you, as if he were about to go after you, before hesitating. He didn’t know whether to run or give you space. To hold you and apologise profusely, or sit quietly next to you just so you knew he was there.

He knew you were a sensitive soul behind a joyful exterior. This little dancing sunbeam in his life. Sunbeam who pressed kisses to his chin in the kitchen as he sat waiting in front of the warming coffee machine. Sunbeam, who went along with his playful banter before leaving for a mission. Sunbeam who hummed little songs to themselves as they brushed their teeth. That squealed out and laughed when he swept them up. That kissed him with every ounce of love they had to offer. That made him feel alive again after years of misery.

Sunbeam who grinned at him when they finally passed their physical examination, securing their position in the D.S.O.

But he’d seen how you flinched back when Director Winston was disciplining some poor rookie.

That should’ve been his first sign. A sign of your sensitivity to that side of people, that anger.

You were shutting the bedroom door behind you and locking it before he could contemplate it any longer. As soon as the lock flicked you were slumping against the nearest wall, hand pressed up against your mouth to try and calm down. But like a drain pipe bursting, it all hit you in a tidal wave. Knocked the wind from your lungs as you sobbed out lowly, almost choking as if sinking into the salty current of a whirlpool. Part of you still tried shushing your blubbering, tried silencing every bawl from leaking eyes and a quivering bottom lip. You didn’t want him to feel guilty.

But fuck, what he’d said. How he’d said it. How loud he’d been.

It hit you where it hurt.

So you balled up against the clean painted walls of your bedroom, probably just as clean as the ones in France before being splattered with bioweapon blood. Eyes now scrunched shut to try in a feeble attempt to block that thought out. So with limp hands and shaken bones, you stripped out of your mission gear and got into a soft sweater with some comfortable sweatpants. Suitable depression attire, as you’d usually call it in your mocking nature. But now you were burying your nose into the green fabric of the jumper, watching your tears seep stains into the woven threading. You resumed your usual spot against the wall, and as soon as your back pressed against it the tears started up again.

Not even a second later there was three soft raps against the wood of the door. No word spoken, just a knock. A silent question that you eventually answered, hopping up on your knees to click the lock out of its place before slumping back down. Your head hung back to rest at the wall, eyes closed as your eyes kept weeping.

Leon’s presence was both felt and heard as he crept through the doorway and shut the door behind him gently. Just the sight of you on the floor, looking disheveled and above all else hurt, made the pain in his chest just that much heavier. He didn’t know what to say.

“Hey.”

You sniffled, wiping your eyes with the back of your sleeves before turning to look up at him standing above you. “Hey.” Your voice was rasped and shaky.

He licked over his lips nervously. Still not a clue on what to say to you to make this any better. “So, I fucked up.”

You gave him a broken chuckle in response. “Yeah.”

His pace had completely changed from spry anger to calmed, soft worry. Eyebrows creased as he went to sit down next to you, resting his stiffened back against the wall. Now it was Leon’s turn to struggle to find the right words. His mouth ran dry.

“I didn’t mean what I said, by the way. It- it’s not that you’re a liability.”

You just shrugged a bit. Fuck, you looked exhausted. Not even bothering to look in his direction. You just stared upwards, as if focused on some imaginary object hanging from the ceiling. “But I am.”

“No you’re not, and that’s my fault for ever putting that thought in your head. And you’re not incompetent, either. You’re still new to this. And I’m not mad at you for what happened, I just..”

“Just?”

He gave his head a soft shake, eyes shut with a soft spoken response that had you finally facing him.

“I’m so scared that I’ll lose you.”

You couldn’t give him a response. All you could do was stare at the ever mighty Leon Kennedy opening his heart up to you once again. Showing you every wound and fear as if it were another scar on his back that only you were allowed to see. Only you were allowed to try and heal.

This had affected him as much as it had you.

“I’m all good for myself getting hurt out there, don’t get me wrong.” He continued. “But if you’d gotten hurt - or god forbid you…”

Your hand went out to his shoulder, brow creasing in worry despite your tears still falling absentmindedly. It was like your body had taken the reins on this one.

“I’m- I’m terrified, Y/N.” He whispered it like a secret, staring down at the carpet with a shaking head. “You are one of the only good things in my life. Hell, you’re probably the best thing. And knowing that it might happen while I’m there - me, who’s meant to protect you not just as your boyfriend but as your partner - it- it scares me.”

You offered him a sad half-smile, rubbing a thumb over his shirt carefully. “The Leon Scott Kennedy is scared?”

He gave you a weak chuckle, his own hand resting over yours. It was his own way of saying he had you in that moment as he still didn’t know how comfortable you were with being held.

“Petrified, sweetheart. And I’m sorry I didn’t say that sooner. That it came out like…that.”

Once again left speechless, all you could do was nod in response. Then his hand moved from yours to hold your face. “Hey.”

You were both falling into that same pattern. “Hey.”

He bit at his cheek before continuing. “I want you to know this. Even if you’re new to all of this, that doesn’t make you a burden, or a hassle. It just- it scares me so much. When I saw that- that thing jump you I just couldn’t think straight. It’s like something kicked me out of gear. I felt so helpless, knowing if I missed that shot or wasn’t quick enough I might’ve lost you. That you’d get hurt beyond healing. You are the most important thing to me. It’s- it’s my job to keep you safe, Amore.”

A broken laugh crept from your throat. All it took was that sound to put Leon’s mind at ease, watching how your eyes slightly crinkled with your smile.

“You’re busting out that nickname at a time like this?” Another sniffle. He always used it whenever he needed a smile out of you, a laugh. Mostly because you loved to tease him about the fact that despite his Italian-American genes he somehow managed to burn water.

He gave you a slight smile that tugged at the corner of his cheek. “Just trying to ease the tension. Is it working?”

One last sniffle before wiping the stray tear from your face using your sweater sleeve. “Yeah. Yeah it is. I just-”

You could feel your bottom lip wobbling again, blinking back another wave of tears. “I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

“Oh, sunshine.” He softened up for you, a gentle arm dragging your body towards his so you could rest your face against his chest with every weak sob. He never stopped rubbing your back, muttering quiet comforts into your hair until the wave passed and you calmed down once more. What you had yet to realise is he was willing to sit on the floor for hours with you in times like this, just to make sure you were okay.

Wiping the last of your tears away with his thumb, he reached down to take your hand in his. “So, here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna take the rest of the week off-”

You began protesting. “Winston will-”

“Winston can kiss my ass for all I care. I messed up, so I’m gonna make it up to you, okay?”

You knew you weren’t winning this argument no matter what. So instead you settled back against him. “Mhm.”

You could practically feel his smile of victory, a hand smoothing over your hair in short soft strokes. Leon sat his chin on your head

“Why do you call me that, anyway?”

“What? Sunshine?”

“Yeah.”

“I thought that was obvious by now.” He chuckled a bit. “You know about everything that happened to me. Everything I’ve seen. It’s been dark. Really dark. But no matter what you’ve stuck by my side, you’ve been my light. And god, the way you bounce off the walls, love. I’m not the only one you light up. You should see how much happier everyone has been ever since you joined the team. You’re just so outgoing, so willing to love. I love that about you. That and so much more. You’re my sunbeam, y’know?”

Your face scrunched up in questioning, to which Leon chuckled. “Does that make you my moonlight or rain cloud or what?”

He just smiled fondly, pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, and pulled you closer so your tear stained face could bury in his chest.

Because right now nothing was more important to him than the person in his arms. The one he would protect for the rest of his life.

No matter what.

“It makes me whatever you want me to be, sweetheart.”

[casinocarpediem]

▪︎■☆ Beyond Belief🩸🜏 ☆■▪︎

☆ 🔞!!NOT SAFE FOR WORK!!🔞

☆ FtM! Sub! Miguel O'Hara / Male! Dom! Monster! Reader

☆ implied violence

☆ breeding, implied choking, overstimulation, dumbification, body horror (reader is not a human.), cum inflation, vomit (im so sorry (its also just for a brief moment though dw 😭😭)), implied somnophillia

☆ short

☆ Miguel being a freak and enjoying being used by you because he's that down bad for his own "god"

☆ this is a little more freaky and extreme. I am not responsible for your own consumption of content.

☆ minors, for the love of god, scroll away I'm sorry dawg

°○☆nsfw under the cut☆○°

Miguel's breathing, ragged and cut short. Almost as if he was wheezing. Gasping for air. Your hands holding him taut, pushing him to the ground with zero to no effort at all. Its suffocating. It makes it hard to breathe. Your not even choking him at all but the weight placed on his sternum and his bladder made it difficult to move.

Not that he was complaining, no. Quite the opposite actually. Despite the blood pouring out of his nose and teeth, the pained cries and the sharp intakes of breath, limbs covered in long cuts where his blood, his oh so sweet blood dripping down on your ground. Your floors. The very surface of the inside of your home. Staining it with his scent. And god did his scent drive you crazy.

No, despite all of that tribulation, Miguel enjoyed this. Maybe a little too much. Coughing out blood from his lungs the way one of your cocks, enlarged and throbbing, bulging out of his pathetic, fleshy little stomach, thankfully self lubricated (although at this point, Miguel wouldn't have minded if you went in raw or not. He's more than happy to be a vessel for your own pleasure), and tiny little bumps on it's length, hitting against Miguel's clit every time it had went inside him. And only adding more stimulation inside of his wet cunt.

You were in heat. An animal in need of release. Miguel was perfect for that. Your little conduit, who had offered you fresh food, fresh offerings, a fresh dripping pussy always eager for you whether you wanted to fuck him or not. His throbbing cunt, begging for more of you as humanely possible. Pulsing with your deep inside of him, giving Miguel a load of your seed. yet he isn't satisfied. When is he ever?

But you'd let him off the hook now because you were just as voracious as he was. Growling, a deep rumble eminating from your chest as you holding him down without a care. Spreading his fat ass and pushing another one of your cocks, plural, inside of him once again.

He sobs, with the difficulty of emitting noise. And he's cumming again. Lost count of how many times he's painted your dick with his squirting. Pussy juices all over ground and the soft animal furs that Miguel got laid on. Mixed with his blood and sweat and dollops of your cum, creamier than most animals. Trespassing his cervix and oozing warmly inside of his womb as you pump him full again.

That is, until you take a moment to breathe (literally approx 0.01 seconds) and start ramming inside of his pussy, bullying your way inside. Pulling his limp ragdoll of a body off of your cock and turning him around. So that his stretched stomach faced the floor and his face drooled on the layered furs. One of your cocks enter his steamy cunt and the other, slides against the crack of his fat ass, your large hands spreading the two soft, supple muscles and you push yourself inside with ease. Miguel let out a garbled noise, choking on his sobbing and another orgasm shoots through his body like a fucking nuke. One climax bleeding through another and another as if it was just one long continuous line.

Your thrusts quicken once again, you were close and Miguel could feel it within every fibre of his body. His full, utterly stuffed out body filled up once again like a whipped cream bag to a glazed doughnut. He can't take it anymore. The pressure connecting his chest to his stomach snaps and with some struggle he faces away and vomits on the side, away from the furs and towards the dirt due to the sheer utter fullness of his body. He physically can't take it, despite him thinking he could. That he had wanted more of your seed. And after that minor inconvenience he ends up falling down on his face on the soft animal pelts and properly passing out. He'd die if it weren't for you keeping him alive.

just letting yall know that in my cult au, mating season does exist, and as a creature of nature, mreader follows it. so you can imagine how many times miguel gets fucked silly 🤭

[emmyrosee]

Eeee welcome back !! How was the vacay??

Also just wanted to let you know your uncle samu/ dad tsumu Drabble gave me baby fever 😭😭😭 pls spare some more crumbs of those two if you can !!

Vacay was okay, thank ya baby! Definitely glad to be home but grateful we were able to get away for a bit 🥰❤️

bUT IM A L W A Y S DOWN TO SPARE ALL I CAN FOR DAD TSUM AND UNCLE SAMU-

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“Okay, don’t look!”

Atsumu sounded excited, far too excited for the night ahead, and you chuckle as you pass the last child in the group their last piece of candy before closing the door. It was the first Halloween Hisako could walk on her own, and he was beyond excited for the possibilities of costumes with his baby.

And despite the way Atsumu wanted to hide his excitement when Osamu asked if he could trick or treat with them too, you could tell just by the way they’d eyed costumes for the past week that they were far more excited for this than your two year old knew how to be.

“I’m not looking,” you assure, watching the group of kids and their parents toddle down the path of your home. Behind you, you hear the giggles of your daughter and the shuffling of feet, and you keep your promise to keep looking away even though you’re eager to see what they came up with.

“Alright momma,” Atsumu hums, his voice a few feet behind you. “You can turn around.”

Instantly, you do, and your hands immediately come up to cover your mouth at the adorable sight.

Standing before you, decked out in the most easy, comfortable costume they could find, were the famous Miya Twins, dressed as Mike Wazowski and Sulley, the blonde Sulley holding a pink-pajama clad Hisako in his blue arms.

The twins looked so warm you were almost jealous, in their onesies, Osamu’s green hood pulled up and over his head to expose the single eye, while Hisako plays with the blue fur on Atsumu’s own onesie. They look comfortable and positively adorable, and your heart flutters at the sight of the two men blushing as you stare at them with that grin of yours.

“Oh my gosh!” You coo, your hands instantly coming up to cover your mouth. “You three look so cute!”

“Boo!” Hisako cheers, and you watch with complete love in your eyes as the two grown man gasp in fear, their heads whipping towards her in a rehearsed manner. You can’t help but absolutely beam at the sight of the two men in front of you, committed to making a new memory with their favorite little girl.

“How on earth did you come up with this?” You hum, making your way over to Atsumu. You plant a kiss to his cheek, relishing in the way his skin warms up under the affection.

“Well, it was hard to find a trio costume without a… uh…” Osamu gestures to himself “feminine persona-“

“I told you, there were plenty of same-sex couple costumes-“

“Yea, and I told you, that they were still couple based, and that was weird- I’m your brother.”

You snicker at their back and forth for a few more minutes before sighing, “what about Mario and Luigi? Wario and Waluigi? You could’ve made fake jerseys of your high school numbers and been each other. Burger and Fries, Shaggy and Scooby, buzz and woody, you could’ve been sleepy and sneezy and she could’ve been Snow White-“

“Okay, we get it, we had a lot of options,” Atsumu snorts, casting a look to his brother, who’s now rubbing his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. “How about I say we chose this costume because when we’re done, she’s in her pj’s?”

“I’ll allow it,” you say sweetly. You rise slightly on your tiptoes to gently pinch Hisako’s nose, beaming as she squeals happily, “but I just know you two will be the cutest monsters on the block.”

“Ahem,” Osamu clears his throat dramatically. “I think you mean, three.”

“Of course,” you say, furrowing your brows and nodding in agreement. Your face softens and you pass Osamu a little pumpkin head meant for candy, “go. She has no known allergies and I like fruity candies. Have fun. Be safe.”

“We will, momma,” Atsumu assures, nudging his head towards the door. “You be safe too. Lots of monsters out tonight.”

You roll your eyes in amusement for his double entendres, “I will be. Oh! And take plenty of pictures! I want some for Granny’s gift, since we didn’t get any last year.”

“You got it, baby,” Atsumu chuckles, pressing a kiss to your head. “We’ll be back soon.”

Sure enough, just about an hour later, when Osamu’s got a sleeping Hisako on his back and Atsumu with a full pail of candy, it’s safe to say Operation: First Halloween was a success.

Especially as you hear them talking about costumes for next year as they make their way to you, in the living room.

[k0kichiimagines]

my wardrobe is broken so all my clothes are now on the floor until i get a new one

and i have two cats

its going to be covered in cat fur im going to get a blanket to cover them or something 😭

[gardenstateofmind]

i am so incredibly gross right now but i cant do anything about im dying squirtle

my dog got really sick on wednesday night so ive been taking care of her the past couple days and she's had diarrhea so ive been trying to cook her some rice in chicken broth hoping that it would feel okay on her tummy but she hasn't wanted to eat, but anyway my kitchen is kind of messy rn bc i cooked a bunch (i also made steak and potatoes w/ homemade salsa verde since i was cooking anyway so eh)

and i have to take her out every few hours bc obvs the diarrhea, and then wipe her lil butt off bc again, diarrhea, and it's been raining so she gets all muddy going outside, and since she's feeling sick im just letting her lay wherever she wants, so my blanket is ruined and my couch is gonna need a deep clean

my carpets and floors were already gross to begin with (i recently moved into this apartment from like the 70s so it's inevitable that the floors are gross, ive been meaning to scrub everything but. so much work 😩) but now they're just covered in mud and leaves and scraps of chicken and rice bc pamela makes a mess when she eats, and probably poop from her butt

anyway when we went out an hour ago, she didn't poop at all, so i was concerned and stayed out for like 20 minutes and still nothing, so we went back inside and i started making dinner for her, and That was when she had to go again, so she just ran to the bathroom my sweet baby (she's so good, she Always goes to the bathroom to throw up or do her business if she can't get outside in time)

and i freak out bc i have rice on the stove so i follow her in, hoping that it'll be easy to clean up, but alas it was not, her lil butt got absolutely covered in poop so i had to immediately put her in the tub and wash her off, but since she was feeling so sick And scared by the bath, i Only cleaned her butt instead of a full shower so she wouldn't have to be in there too long, but that meant the dried up mud on her fur got super messy again, and then i rush to dry her off so i can finally clean the poop off the floor and bleach my shower, and i miraculously made it in time to take the rice off the stove

so the most important stuff is taken care of except now i have a half dirty dog, a super dirty house, and an extremely gross me. i feel Disgusting, my clothes are still wet from washing pamela and ive been sweating and oh my god this is so awful 😭😭 and i cant even jump in the shower bc i need to keep an eye on pamela 😭😭