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The Mal simps will say this is fake
This is fucking golden, I love it. It's 100% real though, Aniplex/Disney told me so themselves
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please share with the class your thoughts on best friend's dad cillian? the world deserves to know what goes down in our DMs
oh my god where to start
ok so like you've known his daughter since you were in diapers, you've been best friends for probably like 18 years, grew up together, all that mess, and you live together once you go to college
and her dad has always been super cool with you, and you've always liked mr murphy, he's super nerdy and cool, one of those dads that wears suits to the office but lounges around the house in old band tees and sweatpants (with reading glasses), has his little Man Cave mojo dojo casa house in the basement with his small collection of favorite books and vintage records, tousled salt and pepper hair, scruffy facial hair, like he is the textbook definition of a dilf
and you come home from college for like a long weekend or something and Daughter Murphy (name pending) sees her dad's car in the garage and is like "oh shit, i thought dad went with mom out of town, you'll be fine with him for the week, right? he'll probably just stay in the basement and read his stupid world war II books all day anyway"
and you come in the house and there he is at the island in the kitchen, drinking black coffee and thumbing through a thick as hell book, and he brightens when he sees you two "oh my days, you two didn't say you'd be coming home" and he hugs you extra tight and ruffles your hair and he generally seems excited to see you two, "how's university?" and you smile "we call it college in america, mr murphy" and his eyes soften as he says "now, i thought i told you to call me cillian"
takes you both out to dinner that night to celebrate, and its when you're in the bathroom at the restaurant, fixing your lipstick, that Daughter Murphy is like "i figured dad would go with mom and try to fix their relationship or whatever" and you're like "Say More Right Now??" "yeah, they're getting divorced and it's really bad, i think they're separated"
and that night, you can't sleep and you wander down to the Man Cave mojo dojo casa house and you're skimming through all the books and the records that mr murphy has, and the light flicks on and he looks SO good, ratty old shirt and plaid pajama pants that are hanging so low on his slutty hips, glasses and extra messy hair and he's like "what're you doing, love, it's past two"
and you can't say anything other than "i'm sorry to hear about you and mrs murphy..."
and he's sorta like "eh it's ok, it was bound to happen, we've been having problems for years"
"doesn't mean it doesn't still suck" and you thumb out a yoko ono record and look at it for a minute before looking back up at him, and he's leaned up against the wall, watching you
"it does" he sighs "she has a boyfriend, i guess you can call it... it just reminds me of how people don't like me"
"i like you" you shrugged "will you play this for me?"
"that's not what i meant, love," he says, but he steps forward and takes the record from you and sets it up and you're like. mhm. ok.
"i know what you meant" you tell him boldly "and i like you a lot"
and he sorta laughs "you're doing something dangerous here, love"
"what if i like that?" and he turns to you and carefully steps up in front of you, resting warm hands on your waist as he tilts his head to examine you
"well" he says, measured "we certainly can't do anything when [Daughter] is in the house" and then, because he knows that you'll whine and complain, presses his soft lips to your neck and draws you into him, he can feel your rapid pulse under his lips, and he whispers "as much as i want to, i can't. not now, at least"
you reach down and cup him through his pants, your breath catching in your throat "you're so hard, mr murphy"
"you know what i'd do to be buried in your little cunt right now?" he asks on gritted teeth "but we just can't. you have to wait"
"mr murphy—"
"i've told you for years to call me cillian" he says "why won't you?"
"b-because..." you start "because i don't want to a cross a line i can't go back on"
and he separates himself from you, going back to his record player like nothing ever happened "which is why we can't do anything" he says evenly. "i think fucking my daughter's best friend is a line that's a little dubious to cross. go upstairs, go to bed... i'll see you in the morning"
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Hey everyone, long time no see! Apologies for the months of silence - but I’m back now! I needed to take a much needed step back from HOCO and focus on some other projects of mine (as well as play a ungodly amount of BG3 hehe).
On my break, I also decided to kinda tear down HOCO and rebuild it from the ground up. I wasn’t really pleased with how the story was going and I think that really contributed to the burnout I felt with the project. I still would like to include the premise of the various life stages, but may go about it in a different way than I had initially planned - things to think about more I suppose!
Anyways here’s some behind the scenes of what I’ve been up to - starting with revisiting the cast’s (+ Nico’s) main outfits and updating them :3
#🪳 - roachie scatter#♥️ - abt hoco#💌 - abt henry#🥀 - abt lyra#🧸 - abt elijah#💋 - abt sandy#📻 - abt nico#all traditional bc me and digital art / my tablet are beefing rn 😒#these are all rough too - they will get more polished up once i make official character sheets and the like :3c#and dont worry Henry still has his iconic letterman it's just not always on him (esp once in the adult life stage) :3c#i'll start answering asks again these next few days but I may have to go through and filter some bc last time i checked i have like 300+#i love yall but idk if i wanna answer all that ;w;#also roach try not to have a clear favorite of the cast challenge level impossible
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Help me out pls! Which flower do you associate Bojan with and why?
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#Every answer is appreciated#Even if you write a flower without explaining#Thanks in advance! 🎀#joker out#bojan cvjetićanin#🌻🌺💐🌸💮🌷🪻🪷🏵️🌹🥀
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share Agatha thoughts mommy bear 👹👹👹👹
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Innocent Agatha headcanons | 18+ mdni
Your wish is my command, dear
Uhm just older Agatha who haven't let herself explore anything sexual, at all
She's obviously had thoughts but have always shut them down out of pure fear
That's until she meets you atleast, her new neighbor who's straight out of her wildest dreams
She kind of just invites herself into your space, even if she's awfully shy and doesn't dare make a move
You can see through her confident facade and just find her awfully endearing, which is how you end up with her pressed against your front door and sharing possibly the hungriest kiss you've ever had
Also teaching her how to kiss !!
Also southern aggie !!
Buying her one of those bunny tail butt plugs just so you can see it wiggle when you take her from behind
Also buying her bunny ears, for no particular reason
Housewife Agatha who walks around practically naked whenever you stay at her place
Bending her over the kitchen counter to fuck her silly as she's preparing dinner
Introducing her to porn for the first time and just teasing her for how flustered she gets (also pressing a vibrator to her clit as you touch her all over)
Her telling you that she's never been with a woman before, and you just telling her "relax, baby, you're in good hands"
This is practically the first time I do a reader insert and this is alot shorter than intended but 🤷🏻♀️
#cas answers#🥀 anon#bun agathas ears#agatha harkness#agatha harkness headcanons#agatha harkness x reader
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PLEASEEEEE TELL US MORE ON THE TROUBLE’S LITTLE BROTHER’S FATHER’S DAY CARD FOR MAX PLEASEEEEE !! Max is so “that dad that stepped up” coded in spite of everything
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NO BECAUSE ITS A WHOLE THING
trouble doesn’t introduce them until quite a bit into the relationship because she doesn’t want her wee brother to have someone flakey in his life that will ultimately disappoint him again
and the relationship between max and the wee brother is a bit tense at first because trouble has always been called “trouble” like in a derogatory way, especially by her family so he’s quite protective of his sister and doesn’t understand why max keeps calling her a name he knows upset her😭but then once that is explained, he slowly starts to warm up to max
and like max becomes the closest, if not the only real father figure in the brother’s life. like yeah, trouble has raised him and done everything she can for him, but he’s never had a male role model? and he just idolises max so much. like this boy wants to start karting and be just like him
and so when father’s day comes around, the teacher is explaining all these traits in a father and all he can think is “that’s max” so he makes the card for him😭
and max would just be so fucking emotional😭like this boy never had a supportive role model in his life either that wasn’t toxic and abusive like j*s so he’s so wary of how he treats the wee brother. and then to see that it means just as much to the brother as it does to him? to know this boy sees him like that? that he didn’t fuck it up?
GOD ALL THE EMOTIONS😭😭😭
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hi uhmm, can i request a larissa x reader where reader got drowned on a lake or smth, and larissa saves the reader and takes care of them. I have no clue why i requested this but maybe because i experienced it a long time ago. If you don't like the idea, that's alright and take your time <33
- 🥀 anon
Drowning| H&c
*Authors note~ I also experienced this 🥀anon so I'm sorry you've had this experience and I'm always here to talk to if you want someone who can definitely relate*
Trigger warnings~ drowning, bullying to r
Prompt~ see ask^^^^
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It's really unfair how something innocent can be turned into something horrible with a second. School was always something you you found to be difficult, not because of the work but because you never seemed to fit in with your peers. Here at Nevermore and in your Normie school before, it seemed you didn't fit in anywhere. Since Nevermore was a boarding school you'd found it harder to escape your peers. You knew first hand going to an adult would only make it worse but also not wanting to continue with the constant teasing and unkind words.
That's why you decided one weekend to stroll around Nevermore woods until you found a nice little spot by the lake to quietly read your book. From then on that spot became your spot. The water calmed you immensely and even as winter approached and the lake began to be frozen over more often than not you couldn't help but be mesmerised but it's stunning beauty. A place where you can just be you.
Unknown to you, you had been discovered and followed to your little spot while you were having a particularly stressful weekend. Parent's weekend was approaching and your parents just let you know they refused to come and see their eldest daughter when your sister Dahlia Faye had a match on that weekend. Theses matches occurred every other weekend but there was only one parents weekend yet they choose her like they always would. It hurt, but you had no choice but to pick yourself up and dust yourself off, moving on with your life at Nevermore.
Your chosen book today being some of Shakespeares work, Macbeth as it was one of your favourite plays. The dark twists and tragedy seemingly gripping you just like your mood already has. The overcast day aiding the mood as you settled on the bank to read your play, in your head you were able to create images of what the words were describing almost as if they were really in front of you, but using your gift to conjure what your mind desires is exhausting and makes you vulnerable to prying eyes.
Your concentration on the play you missed their arrival, they snuck behind you and shoved a bag on your head, instincts immediately responded and tried to free yourself from them but they were too strong and they outnumbered you massively. It wasn't hard for them to drag your flailing limbs over to the frozen lake. Immediately, you sensed the danger you were in before they some how immersed you into the jet back icy water. A big shock to your system as you tried to push yourself back onto the ice, anything better than this, only to be held down by a hand. You were gonna die here, freezing cold and surrounded by those who had no care for you what so ever. Just your luck.
Honestly by the time the water caused you to black out you thought no one was gonna save you. But that's when you heard that voice, you thought you'd died and truly found heaven. The voice of an angel. But you couldn't see think or feel so how could this be heaven? Perhaps a cruel joke, or trickery of the devil?
You came round slowly, shivers wracking your body violently, lips painted an icy blue and soaked to the bone. "Mm whe re am I" you muttered as you voice shook with the force of your shivering. "Shhh it's okay, you're safe sweetheart, just need to get you warm before you catch your death" that voice again, a blanket layered on top of the many others you were snuggled into. A fire was roaring away across the room and you noticed a steaming cup near to you. "Sweetheart drink this, it will warm you up. We really need to get you out of those wet clothes" the voiced murmured and that's when you realised who it belonged too.
"Pr rin cipal we ee ms?" You stuttered as your teeth chattered together. "That's right, I saw what happened and came as quick as I could, they are all expelled by the way, won't be having any of that to anyone, please tell me if there's anything else I should know" she murmured to you offering you the cup to take into your frozen fingers. "Th an k youu" was all you managed before sipping your tea. "I want you to stay here sweetheart, I have to make sure your okay for parent's weekend."
"Wouldn't bother, aren't coming anyway" you mumbled avoiding your principals worried gaze. "Well you can spend it with me if you wish, I know it's not cool to be around your principal but I hate the thought of you alone sweetheart. So let's get you all nice and warm, then we can talk okay?"
Word count~ 911
#anon answered#v3nusxsky answers#fanfic#larissa weems x reader#larissa weems#larissa x reader#principal larissa weems x reader#principal larissa weems#larissa x you#weems x reader#principal weems#anon requested#🥀 anon
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@flametrashira asked regarding this prompt
"It's okay, you can be as loud as you want." With Enmu <3.
→ Pairing : Switch!Enmu X Switch!Fem!Reader
→ word count : 400
→ Cw/Tags : Handjob, sub enmu, slight dirty talk, alot of whining, finger sucking
→ Authors note : I promise I'll do a better one that's longer in the near future, I wasn't expecting an ask as soon as i sent it 🤣🤣 but ty flamey~ Enjoy 🥀
MINORS DNI
𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
He hadn't moaned since you started, a sigh leaving you. Despite the fact you were pleasing him.
"It's okay, you can be as loud as you want."
Your voice was a taunt to the demon under you, hand wrapped around his cock, pumping it until he began to break. Insolent whines escaping him, that perfect white liquid dripping out of the tip. For someone so powerful he was mush under your hands.
"Pl-Please. . ."
You shook your head no. Two fingers prying at his mouth, sticking them in. "Suck," Like a dog he obeyed. The feeling of his tongue across your skin. Hand furiously running up and down his dick, praying to every god there was that he'd just cum already. Low and behold he finally did, his hips bucking into your hand like an animal in heat. Blue eyes set onto yours, lashes full of salty tears. He let your fingers slip out of his mouth, loud whines of your name on his tongue. Filled with pants, whines, and him finally climaxing completely, a scream.
Pulling your cum covered hand up, you licked your fingers. The sweet taste lingered on your tongue, guess being a demon changes someone in more ways than one. Yet, Enmu seemed to have other plans in mind.
Without even knowing, you were on your back, the needy monster hovering above you. Burgundy-pink hair swifting onto your forehead. You began to protest, before being brought into a steamy kiss. The muscle swishing into your mouth, delicate fingers feeling your body. Making its way down to your heat, his nimble digits making it's way to your clit. You moaned into the kiss as he rubbed small circles, wanting to please you as you did for him.
Eventually pulling away with a string of saliva, the clear substance dripping onto your chest. His other hand greedily felt the plushness of it, giving one of your breasts a tight squeeze. Watching your face to see if you liked it, yet all he found was nothing.
Enmu pouted, "Y/N, do you like it??"
"M-Mhm…"
You could barely think straight when his fingers actually went inside of you, curling in just the right spot. He retracted his fingernails just for this, to make you feel good. Soon your panting turned into loud moans, your earlier statement finally coming into its true play. His words reflected what you had said.
"It's okay Y/N, I like it when you're loud."
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#🥀† insanity™#🥀† Enmu Tamio#🥀† Answering Asks#enmu x reader#demon slayer#kny smut#enmu x y/n#enmu x you#enmu smut#demon slayer smut#enmu
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Noel, it's Ocean... you haven't been answering my texts, so I'm putting this here. Is it true you and Mischa are dating? Because Constance keeps telling me you guys are dating and I'm kind of conflicted.
Mischa says we’re homies, but, alas we are dating - 🥀
#noel answers 🥀#ride the cyclone musical#noel gruber answers 🥀#ride the cyclone ask blog#rtc ask blog#mischa rtc#rtc musical#nischa rtc
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call me delusional but
vil holding leona down so he can do leona's makeup
or like
vil having to pin him to the wall because vil wants to pop a pimple he has
omfg im getting insane about them againnn
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Oh hell yes, sign me the fuck up.
Bloody hell, it's just so good what the fuck??
I honestly can see it happening, they'd be fighting over it 'til Vil beats his ass and puts him in his place (to he can fix Leonas makeup) 🙏
Bloody damn, I adore them so much. Poisonous but beautiful - Leovil, the belladonna of my life fr.
(You can be as delusional over the two of them as you want bc you bet I snort Leovil content like cocaine and we need more content about them)
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billy knight breeding kink billy knight breeding kink billy knight breeding kink
anything for you, my dearest <3 hope you enjoy! cw breeding kink (duh), surprisingly sweet yet feral sex with billy
“Alright,” you started suddenly, setting down your book on the coffee table. “Spill it.”
“Huh?” Billy asked, looking startled. “Spill what?”
“You’ve got something on your mind,” you told him. “I don’t know what it is, but you’ve been acting like this all week, and I’m starting to get worried. What’re you thinking about, lovie?”
“M’not thinking about anything,” Billy told you. “Just watching telly.”
“You’re looking at the telly, but you’re not watching it,” you said. “Your gaze is all unfocused, and the subtitles have been behind and you haven’t said anything about it. I just want to make sure you’re alright.”
“I’m alright, I swear,” Billy told you. “Just… Yeah, just thinking, I guess.”
“What about?” you asked. You moved closer to him, and you set your hand on his arm, rubbing your thumb across his freckled skin. “You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to.”
“It’s…” Billy started, and he shook his head. “It’s stupid. It’s really dumb, but I… I was thinking about you.”
“Me?” you said, your eyes growing wide. “What about me? Surely, it’s something good, right?”
“Yes, of course,” Billy said. “It’s nothing but good. Well, maybe you won’t see it that way, but… I was thinking about… Nah, it’s— I can’t tell you, it’s embarrassing.”
“You don’t have to tell me,” you reminded him, and Billy shook his head, his longish hair bouncing. You liked his hair, but you secretly were not a huge fan of how, the longer his hair got, the looser his curls got. At the length it was now, just at his chin, his curls were all but nonexistent, and you missed being able to twirl a springy curl around your finger as you cuddled.
“I want to tell you,” Billy said. “I just can’t… Look at you while I say it.”
“Alright,” you chuckled lightly. You turned away from him, settling your back towards his face, but you reached back and took his fingers in yours, squeezing lightly. “What’s on your mind, darling?”
“I…” Billy started. He cleared his throat, and he mumbled, “I think I want a baby with you.”
Before you could stop yourself, you whipped your head back around to look at Billy. You knew that your face was betraying you, your eyes wide with shock and your mouth agape, and Billy squinted his eyes shut. “See!” he said. “It’s stupid, shouldn’t have—”
“Billy, baby, no,” you told him quickly. “It’s not stupid, honey, it’s not. I just— That was not what I was expecting you to say at all, I’m just… Shocked. A baby? When did you start thinking about this?”
“Just recently,” Billy said. “You remember when we were in the shop a few weeks ago, and that baby kept staring at me?” You could hardly remember the incident, but you nodded all the same. “The baby had brown eyes.”
“Okay…” you started. “Why does that make you think about having a baby with me?”
“I have brown eyes,” Billy said. “It got me thinking about what our baby would have, if they’d have brown eyes like me or… Y’know? And then I thought about you as a mother, holding my baby, kissing his cheeks and adoring him and… And then I started thinking about how you’d look pregnant, and I-I don’t know, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that ever since.”
“Oh, Billy,” you said softly. He really had given it a lot of thought, and you frowned as you considered just how long he had been thinking about it without telling you, suffering in silence. “And you’ve thought about this for weeks? Darling.”
“I know, I know,” Billy mumbled. “It’s dumb of me to, like, be fantasizing about having a baby, I can hardly take care of myself, and here I am, wanting a baby. I just… I don’t know. Sorry, I told you it was stupid.”
“Don’t be sorry,” you told him quickly. “It’s okay to have little fantasies and want things, like, there’s a term for wanting a baby; ‘baby fever’, y’know? But fantasizing and actually wanting to try for a baby are different. Which one is it?”
Billy sighed, and he chewed on his thumbnail nervously. “I guess I just want to be close to you,” he said. “I don’t know. Maybe we should just get a cat instead. “
“Billy,” you said. “Tell me, don’t dodge the question. Do you really want to try for a baby?”
Billy hesitated, then slowly nodded, and you rubbed his arm comfortingly. “Well,” you started. “Just because we… Try, doesn’t mean that we have to have a baby. You know what I mean? We can, like, act it out and everything.”
“I don’t want to act it out,” Billy sighed. “I want a baby with you. This isn’t a matter of me just wanting to-to fuck you and fill you up, this is me legitimately waning a family with you and a life, and… I don’t know. It’s stupid.”
“Stop saying that,” you told him. “It’s not stupid. You have such a big heart, Bill, my love, and you have so much love to give. I love that you want this, especially with me, but I don’t… I’m not sure I’m ready for a baby. I’m just not sure I’d be a good mother.”
“You’d be an amazing mum,” Billy assured you. “If the way you take care of me is any indication, our baby will always be healthy and loved and reminded to take his meds on time.” That drew a chuckle out of you, and you leaned in and softly kissed Billy’s shoulder. “Can we try? Just try. It’s like you said, just because we try doesn’t mean we actually have a baby.”
You had no doubts about Billy as a father— you knew him to be loving and kind and gentle��� but you were still worried. “But there’s—“
“We can figure out everything when there’s actually a baby to worry about,” Billy told you. “You know what I mean? It’s one step at a time.”
“Billy, I love you,” you told him, squeezing his arm. “Are you absolutely sure? Because, y’know, it only takes one time, what if the first time is the time?”
“Then, that’ll be it,” Billy said. “We won’t have to try anymore. I’m sure, my love. I really want a baby with you.”
You sighed, and you nodded. “Alright then,” you said. “We can try for a baby.”
Billy’s face flushed pink, and his eyes went back to the telly as he put his arm around your shoulders, bringing you close to his body. He smelled good, like his cologne and fresh laundry, and you listened as Billy said, “When do you want to start?”
“We can start now,” you offered, and you laughed as Billy’s eyes bulged out of his head with shock. “Well, you said you wanted to!”
“I do,” Billy said.”I just wasn’t expecting you to be so… Ready! Yeah, let’s get started.”
Billy grinned, and he swooped in and kissed you, his lips soft and warm against yours, and you cupped his cheek with your hand as he deepened the kiss, turning his head and letting his tongue press gently into your mouth. He hummed in satisfaction, and he broke the kiss after a moment as his eyes fluttered open. “I love you,” he whispered, and he put his hands on your hips, pulling at your pants, obviously wanting you closer to him. You threw your leg over his waist and settled yourself to sit atop him, and you leaned down to kiss him again. His scruffy facial hair scratched up your cheeks and chin, but you loved the burn, greedily kissing your boyfriend as if someone was coming to take him from you. But no— Billy was yours, and he was here, and he was tugging at your shirt to pull it up and over your head. You laughed and broke the kiss to help him, and Billy refocused on your chest, moving to kiss your supple skin that peeked above the cups of your bra.
His deft fingers quickly undid the clasp of your bra from behind your back, and you smiled down at him and smoothed down his frizzy hair lovingly as he leaned forward and carefully licked at your nipple, teasing your sensitive skin. You rippled and melted, and your head tilted to glance at the ceiling as you moaned softly. “Billy,” you whispered. “Fuck.”
“You taste so good,” Billy whispered.
“You…” you started, but Billy lathed his tongue across your nipple, and he sealed his lips around your pebbled bud and sucked hard, making you squeal. “Bill!”
“God,” Billy hummed. “Thinking about what you’ll look like when you get all big with my baby. You’ll be glowing every day, so beautiful, and, when we’re out together, everyone will know exactly what we’ve done and what you let me do to you. Would you like that? You want everyone to know?”
“Yes,” you mumbled as Billy switched to your other nipple. His eyes were big and round and wet as he looked up at you, watching your face as he suckled at your tit, and you added, “Want everyone to know I’m yours.”
“Good,” Billy said. “I like to hear that. Do you want me to get you pregnant here, or on the bed?”
A bolt of lightning ran through your body and settled all tingly in your cunt, and you whimpered, “Wherever you want.”
“Hey,” Billy said firmly. “Whatever you want. You’re the one who’s going to be carrying the baby and going through everything. Whatever is most comfortable for you is what we’re going to do.”
He was too good to you. You lifted his head to look at you and you kissed him, and Billy keened up into your kiss, moaning softly as you rolled your hips down onto him. He was hard in his sweatpants, pressing up against your core, and you pulled away from his mouth with a soft smack of your lips. “Right here,” you told him. “Might be the last time we get to have really dirty sex for a while.”
“Dirty, eh?” Billy chuckled. “You want me to fuck you dirty, baby? Tell me what you want.”
“I just want you,” you told him. “I don’t care how, I just need you, Billy.”
Billy shushed you, kissing you again, and he whispered, “Baby, tell me what you want. Don’t be afraid of it.”
“I…” you started. You knew that Billy wouldn’t judge you for the things you wanted, that wasn’t the problem; the problem came when you had to admit to yourself that there was something that you wanted. You weren’t used to being selfish, and even admitting that you wanted Billy was a step above what you were used to. You took a deep breath and looked Billy deep in his eyes, feeling comforted by the deep browns, and you said, “I want to see you… So, missionary, I guess. And I don’t want you to be gentle and sweet, I want you to really fuck me. Make me feel it for the next few days. Make our neighbors have to bang on the wall to keep us quiet.”
“Mhm,” Billy agreed, his hands skating up your body to grab at your tits. “Anything else, beautiful?”
“No,” you said. “Just that.”
“Perfect,” Billy said. He leaned up and kissed you again, soft and quick, and he pulled away to strip his shirt off, exposing his soft chest and belly to you. You loved Billy’s body, as much as he hated it, and you slid off of his lap to kneel between his legs. Your fingers itched to undo his belt and tug down his pants, and Billy lifted his hips to aid you in undressing him. His cock was already half-hard, laying thick and heavy between his legs, and your mouth watered at the sight.
“Can I…?” you asked, and Billy nodded, cupping the back of your head with his palm. Your mouth fell upon him in an instant, kissing his warm shaft and licking at his heavy balls, and he moaned softly, his eyes fluttering shut in bliss. You took the throbbing head of his cock between your lips and gently sucked, just enough to make Billy’s hips flex, and you took him deeper, wanting more of a reaction.
“Fuck, yeah,” Billy moaned, his hand on the back of your head controlling you as you took him further into your mouth. You only stopped when you felt him touch the softness in the back of your throat, and you fell off of him with a gasp. Before he could even ask if you were alright, you went right back to him, suckling on his head as your hands went to gently massage his balls. Spit coated your lips as you started to bob your head on him, really sucking him down, and the slide of him in your mouth only made you groan and Billy moan. “Good girl, taking me so deep… Fuck me, your mouth is so good.”
Your lips made a popping sound as you pulled off of him, gasping for breath, and you spit down onto his cock as your hand wrapped around him and started to jerk him off quickly. You wanted him fully hard before he got inside you and, so far, it seemed to be working. His cock was hot to the touch, his skin soft over his hardness, and every time your fingers brushed his sensitive head, he groaned and tossed his head back as his eyes rolled back in his head. “Fuck, love…” Billy muttered. “Gonna let me in your cunt soon?”
You nodded, licking up the spurts of pre-cum that his cock was leaking, and you started to stand up. Your aching knees protested with a quick pop, and you groaned softly, and Billy, ever the attentive boyfriend, grabbed at your hip and looked at you with wide, worrying eyes. “You alright?” he asked, and you nodded.
“Never better,” you told him. “Fuck me, Billy, please.”
You laid down on the couch next to him, taking down your pants, and your cunt pulsed as Billy situated himself over you, jacking himself off slowly as he greedily watched you open your legs for him. He reached out and gently let his fingers run across your slit, wet and aching for him, and he grunted as he brought his glistening fingers up to his mouth and licked at them. “God, you taste good,” Billy whispered. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” you told him, and you grinned as Billy gave you a smile. He was excited, you could tell, and you pulled him down by his neck to kiss him. “Put a baby in me, Billy, please.”
“Mmm,” Billy hummed against your lips, and he let out a little chuckle. “I almost told you to wait and let me get a condom, but… Sorta defeats the purpose, huh?”
“Yeah, it would,” you giggled, and you watched as Billy pressed the head of his cock against your winking hole, waiting for him to fill you. Your heart beat rapidly in your chest at the impending pleasure, and your head fell back in ecstasy as Billy slowly rolled his hips forward, filling you carefully. You moaned at the stretch of him, anchoring yourself in his hair, and Billy reached up to grab hard at your hips to control his slow entry. Every inch of him brought the feeling anew, and you whined a little as he filled you completely, his balls touching your ass as he nestled his hips fully against you.
“Look at you,” Billy cooed. “Taking it all, what a fuckin’ sight. You ready?”
“Yeah,” you mumbled, already feeling fuzzy, and you moaned softly as Billy pulled his hips back. He rocked forward, filling you again, and you closed your legs around his waist to tug him even deeper, your heels shoving into his ass to urge him deeper. “More, baby, more.”
Billy started to gain speed, pushing and pulling, ebbing and flowing, working his body against yours and pulling every tendril of pleasure from you. You moaned and keened into him, tugging him into sloppy kisses with every thrust, and soon the electricity began to gather in your belly. How the fuck were you so close already? You suppose you had never had any sort of truly sensual sex with Billy before— sure, you had made love before, but nothing like this.
“Fuck, I’m close!” you cried, and Billy’s hand went to your cunt, his fingers finding your clit in an instant and rubbing lightly, just giving you enough sensation to make your thighs tremble.
“Already?” Billy asked. “Even I last longer than that.”
“Shut up,” you huffed out a laugh, and Billy smiled. “I can’t help it that you’re doing everything right.”
“Boosting my ego, are we?” Billy asked. “I love when you get like this.”
“Like what?” you asked. “Praising you and shit?”
“Exactly,” Billy said. “Telling me that you’re enjoying this and that you’re having a good time… It makes me feel good that you feel good.”
“Such a people pleaser,” you told him with a kiss, and Billy’s cock throbbed inside you. He moaned suddenly, as if caught off guard, and his chest flushed red.
“Sorry,” he mumbled. “I just like when you kiss me.”
“Don’t be sorry,” you told him. “I think it’s cute.”
“Really?” Billy asked. “M’sorry, I just— Sorry, I—”
“I love you,” you told him, and Billy gave you a goofy, lopsided grin.
“I love you too,” he told you. “ Gonna let me get you pregnant? Gonna let me fill you up?”
“Yes, Billy, fuck,” you whimpered. “Fuck me, give me a baby.”
“I’ll give you all the babies you want,” Billy said. His teeth were gnashed together as he fucked you, holding you firmly and keeping you in place, and the couch creaked under you in time with his hard thrusts. “God, I can’t wait until we have this little one running around. What’re you thinking for names?”
“W-Well,” you started, stuttering as his cock nestled straight into your spot inside you, sending sparks flying through your body. “I wanna name them after you. William for a boy, Willa for a girl.”
“Really?” Billy asked, his eyes widening. “You really wanna do that?”
“Of course,” you said. “I love you more than words can say, why wouldn’t I want to honor you?”
“You’re so sweet,” Billy chuckled, pushing inside you and making you gasp softly. “I like the name Rosemary for a girl… And I haven’t ever thought about a boy’s name. I’ve just always imagined having a little girl, if I ever had kids. I’ve never seen myself as a boy dad.”
“I guess we’ll have to see,” you said. “Fuck, baby, I’m so close, a little faster?”
“F’course,” Billy nodded, and he sped up his thrusts, his belly quivering as you tightened around him. Now, every thrust hit that spot inside you, and you whimpered as the electricity grew and grew. Eventually, the sparks and fire boiled over, and you tugged Billy into a kiss as your body betrayed you, shaking and quivering.
“Billy!” you whined, your back arching up into him, and Billy leaned down and licked at your breasts, taking your nipple into his mouth again and sucking hard. You gasped, pulling at his hair as you tried to anchor yourself down to earth, and Billy whimpered as his cock flexed.
“M’cumming—” he groaned around your nipple, and you felt him shudder before he came hard, filling you to the brim as he continued to thrust into you, his hips stuttering and faulting as he neared the end of his orgasm. “Fuck, baby, fuck, fuck, fuck…”
“God,” you sighed, your heart racing inside your chest. “You’re amazing, Billy, I love you.”
“I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that,” Billy whispered. His forehead was dotted with sweat, and you reached up to mop it up with your wrist as you giggled.
“I love you so much,” you told him, and Billy gave you a watery smile. His hips were still moving slowly, fucking his cum deep into you, and you closed your eyes and sighed as overstimulation started to set into your bones and joints. “Alright, I love this, but I’m starting to—”
“Shit, sorry,” Billy said quickly, and he pulled out of you, letting his cum drip from your tired hole.
“No, you’re okay,” you told him quickly. “It was just starting to be a lot.”
“Sorry,” Billy told you. “Thank you for… For this. For being so cool about doing this for me.”
“I want this too,” you told him. “I can’t wait until we have this baby together.”
It wasn’t long before you decided to take a pregnancy test. You and Billy had been hard at work trying to make a baby, and, as soon as your first missed period passed, you decided that you couldn’t wait any longer to know. You went to the shop on the corner and bought one of those plastic tests, and you brought it home. “Billy!” you called, trying to find your boyfriend in the flat, and he quickly popped out of the kitchen. You brandished the box for the test in front of you, and Billy gasped.
“You think so?” he asked. “My little Rosemary?”
“Only one way to find out,” you told him.
The instructions were simple enough, and soon enough, you were sitting on the bathroom counter, waiting the requisite two minutes for the test to confirm whether or not you were pregnant. In two minutes, your whole life was about to change, and you held Billy’s hand tightly. “What if it’s negative?” you asked softly. “What if I can’t get pregnant?”
“Easy,” Billy mumbled. “Just because it’s negative doesn’t mean you can’t get pregnant, it just means it didn’t happen this time. And we don’t even know if it’s negative. What if it’s positive? What if our Rosemary is there right now, just waiting to meet us?”
“I still want to name her Willa,” you said softly, squeezing Billy’s hand. “I’m so nervous, Bill. Can you read it for me?”
“I’m nervous too,” Billy said softly. “Has it been two minutes yet?”
“Not quite,” you said, looking at your phone clock. “Like, thirty more seconds.”
“We can turn the spare room into her nursery,” Billy started to muse, rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand. “Just imagine it, done up all pink with cute little rabbits everywhere. How precious would that be?”
“Pink bunnies are cute,” you said lightly. “But what if it’s a boy?”
“Blue bunnies,” Billy said easily. “Or we can go gender-neutral and do yellow bunnies. I’ve thought about this, lovie. I love you, and whatever this test says, it won’t change that.”
You sighed, looking down and seeing that the two minutes had in fact passed, and you squeezed your eyes shut nervously as you grabbed the plastic test. “Oh, I can’t look,” you groaned. “Billy—”
Carefully, Billy took your hands into his, and you buried your head in his neck as he turned the test over to look at the small window. He was quiet for a long moment, only swallowing thickly, and he finally kissed your head. “Hi there, Rosemary,” he whispered, and you gasped. “It’s your daddy. Can you hear me yet? God, I can’t wait to meet you. I love you.”
“Is it—” you started, and you looked out from Billy’s neck to the test. Two lines. You were pregnant. “Oh my God. Oh my God, Billy!”
“It worked,” Billy smiled. “God, I’m so in love with you.”
“I—” you started, and your happy tears started to fall. “I’m gonna be a mum.”
“And what a mum you’ll be,” Billy said, burying a kiss in your hair. “What an amazing mum our baby’s got.”
#billy knight#billy knight x reader#billy knight x you#cb strike#joseph quinn#joseph quinn x reader#joseph quinn x you#bex answers#jd 🥀
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Hey! Do you ship Radioapple? I haven’t seen all of your posts, but I think it’s a little implied? I don’t know, I just wanted to ask :)
#Oc#apple radio#radioapple#duckiedeer#duckdeer#📻🍎#🍎📻#alastor x lucifer#lucifer x alastor#floofy🥀#floof answers#floofdrawsstuff#sry it’s not an art post
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GOJO SEEMS LIKE THE TYPA GUY TO THROW GANG SIGNS TO ANNOY YOU AND SEE YOUR REACTION he's so teenage dirtbag coded he'd get all up in your face and try to rile you up before running away after giving you a peck
OMFG U GET IT U GET ITTTT 🫵🫵🫵🫵 WE LOVE TO PREACH THE TEENAGE DIRTBAG SATORU AGENDA !! i am bouncing off the walls rn stop. this is EXACTLY the kind of bf he'd be bro ☹️ U DEF WAKE UP TO HIM GOING "rise n shine babe!! 🤛🤌👊✊🫴✋🖖🫱🤞✌️🤏☝️" WHN U JS WANNA SLEEP LMAFSISOISOSO
#ask n answer !!#I WANT HIM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BAD#THE LOML#TEENAGE DIRTBAG GOJO HAS AN IRON GRIP ON ME#let me OUT#i hate yall sm why r u doing this 2 me 🥀#u guys r feeding me rn#my heart ACHES#i just need himmsmdisndfkcs
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In a new relationship but you guys will always be my main bitches 😤😤
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where's my expert chan consultant card
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8SD3Vv8/
Saw this and thought of your lestappen 😂
Also, imagine driver!Reader who, when she’s on the podium with them, is always squished between them even if she’s not the P1 and they’re just clutching onto her hips so tightly and looking so precious, she’s just a wee little thing between them bless
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MAX DOES MANHANDLE CHARLES AND HE LOVES IT😭
but god forbid you and charles are on the podium with him, the boy is not letting you go!! he’s gonna be yanking yous onto that top step with him and not letting yous go until you physically have to leave
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