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#baby trapping
mamayan · 4 months
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can we get a babytrapping yandere 🥹
Absolutely you can Nonnie~
tw: Baby Trapping • Yandere • Male Yandere • Afab Darling • Afab reader • Pet names • Manipulation • PIV • Oral (F) • Overstimulation/Multiple Orgasms • Sub! Reader (implied) • Dom! Yandere (implied) • Dubcon • Breeding
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This wasn’t originally his intention.
He only wanted a happy life with you, filled with joy and love.
It’s not his fault those dense friends of yours want to keep you from him. It’s not his fault your family is corrupt and trying to tear you both apart. It’s the world’s fault for making you so naive to the evils which lurk in the shadows. You don’t know any better, looking adorably flustered as he buries his face between your thighs.
He could die here, as you tangle your fingers in his hair and shake, he really believes he’s found heaven.
“Oh god—I’m cumming—!” As you throw your head back and your warm cunt gushes, he truly knows he’d do absolutely anything to keep this perfect bubble he’s carefully crafted from popping.
You look stunning, sweaty and ruined from multiple orgasms, looking at him with such pretty trusting eyes. Panting in the bed he bought for you, the lacy lingerie he’d given you as a present hanging off your ankle and pushed up on your chest to reveal all your skin for his gaze, he knows he could never love anyone as much as he loves you.
His eyes are crazed, smile distorted as he gazes at you with obsession and wild adoration. You miss it all, dizzy from dehydration and the intensity of your own orgasms. He’s never usually so forward and rough, intense and dazzling as he whispers his love in your ear.
You were supposed to be breaking up with him. Tell him you need space, something he doesn’t seem capable of giving. Instead you’re in his bed again, falling for his charm and skill in handling your body.
You’d do it tomorrow, as he easily flips you and drags your ass up as your cheek rests on the soft comforter.
“Always so precious when you cum for me…” he’s kissing down your thighs, licking up your release as driving you wild as he blows cool air on your pussy. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll fill this pretty pussy too.” He chuckles, acting reassuring as if you doubted he wouldn’t. “I’ll fill you up nice and good.” And you don’t see it.
You don’t see his face, darkening with something sadistic as he slicks his tip up with your juices and presses into you. His thick cock stretched your gummy tight walls, making your back arch further for him as he sinks so deep it nearly strings.
He relishes in your little squeal as he slams the rest of the way in, rolling him hips and driving the soft mushroom top right up against your cervix. His moan mixes with your whine, head falling back as he pulls out slowly before slamming back, a new pace being set of fucking you as deeply and hard as he can. Your lips open to complain, whine what you really want, faster and harder than this sensual pace, but his hand reaches around and his finger touches your clit. You shut up as he gathers your slick and smears it over your hardened nub, beginning to rub small circles around it to accompany his thrusts.
He only huffs a laugh at your behavior, how you relax and roll your hips back to meet him now as he works you towards another orgasm.
His chest meets your back, pressing you deeper into the mattress as his scent surrounds you, lips pressed to your ear as you clamp down tighter. Each little puff of warm air on the sensitive cartilage making him hold you tighter as you moan and wiggle for more friction.
“You like how I fuck you? How well we fit together? It’s like your pussy was made for me.” He groans, only riling you up further with the dirty talk as you feel another orgasm pulling at the knot inside you. His fingers keep the same pace as his hips, his tip rocking up inside you, so deep and pressing it’s like he’s trying to sear himself inside you. “You going to cum sweetheart? Milk my cock and fill your little womb?” The heat and pressure are becoming dizzying, your mind going a bit blank as you do cum, soaking his cock and balls as he speeds his pace up only now, drawing out your orgasm and causing it to intensify. His tip kissing your cervix over and over, fucking you nice and deep before he groans curses. “You’re gonna be such a good mama, fill you up nice and full, breed this fucking cunt make it all mine,” you’re cumming again, too overwhelming to focus on his concerning language as his balls draw up tight. He’s spilling into you as you spasm and tense around him, cock swelling up as his balls release the pent up load he’s withheld for nearly a month into your fertile womb.
You’d been such a good girl, taking the sugar pills diligently. You didn’t even notice you’d been off your birth control for over three months now, just after you moved out of his apartment under the excuse of needing “more personal space”.
He’s fucking you nice and full all night, filling you up over and over, growing increasingly unhinged as he imagines you swelling with the child you created together. Your family wouldn’t push him away once you figured it out. Your friends would take a seat in the back of your mind, the baby taking precedence. And there he’d be, happy and ready to provide and care for you.
“You ready for another load baby♡?” You nod in a daze as you cum for him again, exhausted and overstimulated as he groans and shoots another hot load inside you. Your lower body soaked in fluids from how much you’d both cum.
You’d be pregnant for sure by the time the sun rose.
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gojos-thot-patrol · 7 months
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Hnnnnmmmmm Yandere Nanami baby trapping you.
You tried to leave again. Told him his obsession with you was unhealthy, and while you'd always love him you just- you couldn't keep doing this
It was never hard to get you to stay. The right soft touches here, the lovingly sweet words there, and you were back in his bed where you belonged. He loved you, and clearly you loved him- why else would you be so weak to him? So why the fuck did you insist on making everything so hard?
He was tired of you trying to leave. Of trying to abandon him, as if anyone else was ever going to love you even half as much as he did. At this point, you were only hurting yourself.
He had brought up starting a family with you before, but you were so apprehensive of it, scared of how starting a family would affect your relationship. But it was okay. He'd take care of you.
He'd take care of both of you.
You looked so pretty fucked out under him, babbling his name and begging for his cock. So blissed out that you didn't even noticed when he slipped off the rubber you insisted that he wear. The ecstasy that filled him as he felt you- skin to skin with no barrier in between, was the only sign he needed that this was the move.
You couldn't leave him again, no matter how hard you tried. You would always have a piece of him with you. He'd always have a reason to be in your life, to keep you close. He could probably even convince you to marry him finally under the guise of "doing the right thing."
As he came deep inside you, shooting his load directly into your womb and feeling how you came around him as he did- he couldn't help but wonder why he didn't do this sooner.
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kittysarchive · 9 days
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jake wt babytrapping when u guys just broke up is smth hed so do
yes he would!
warnings- baby trapping, jake not in the head, ex jake, yandere? drugging, dub con? lmk if i missed any
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Jake doesn't want you to go
Infact he doesn't want you to ever be with another man
He would get you drunk, try to have sex one last time
Drunk and possibly drugged, you'll let him
Jake will be all soft
Loving you, missing you and caring for you
Letting you feel all his love, sorrow and remorse
For such a hard breakup, Jake will show he's sorry
Until he gets the urge to fuck you rough
Mind dazed, you only cry and let out small whines as he abuses your insides
Feeling a wave of pleasure, you weren't sure to cum or not
Having no control of your own body, you body released the pleasure on its own
His hips will speed up feeling you soak and clench around his cock
Giving him a sense of neediness, he knows what he has to do
Cuming hard and deep inside you, you don't know how to react
Foolishly begging for more, he does as you ask
Taking control of you body and mind
Repeatedly fucking you hard, for nearly hours, his cum was dripping out of you
Jaek just loves you, he had to do that
And because of how good he made you feel..
You just had to believe him!
How could you not? He gave you a child!
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tiktaalic · 2 years
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The best thing about the supernatural baby trapping is that it was the baby’s idea and the baby did it. The baby said you wanna be my gay dad with this guy sooooo bad you wanna raise me and protect me and be my dad while the love of your life treats me as his son. From the womb he said this. And it WORKED
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"Baba!"
Danny smiled as he toweled his hair dry. He loved hearing his little one yell from the living room of his-now thier- lair.
The circumstances of his conception were irrelevant. He loved his kiddo very much, hence the abundance of photo albums and home videos chalked full of his kid doing random stuff. The one with him in his high chair stuffing cheerios into his mouth is his favorite solely for the fact it caught him trying to stuff them up his nose a few times. Definitely something to show future dates when he's older.
His smile fell when he heard anothers voice. No one should have access to his lair. They were in the Infinite Realms for stars sake.
Rushing out of the bathroom in only his sweatpants he charged into the living room to find it filled with capes. More specifically different (largely in costume) versions of Tim Drake. Uh oh.
How did this happen?
"Baba!" He looked down at thier child who was smiling up at him from the arms of one of the younger Tims, showing off his brand new baby fang and bloody hand. Danny rushed into the kitchen to get some alcohol pads and some bravery badges, walking past the summoning circle he had on his wall and taking note of the tiny bloody handprints near the bottom of it.
Crap. That was meant to summon friends and family into the lair. His little star must have tried summoning his father.
After bandaging his kid up and kissing the area he smiled and said, "all better!" Which earned him a giggle from the one year old and an odd look from the child still holding him.
"Tim?" The vigilante looked startled, but Danny didn't give him a chance to recover, "How about you take the little one into the living room and wait with the others? I need to make myself decent before I come explain things."
The kid looked skeptical but agreed and left in that direction.
Danny made his way to his room, and after chasing out two teenage birds who somehow snuck past him into there, he finally got dressed and chased more out of his toddlers room before making it to the living room.
Feeling a room full of eyes on him he sighed and conjured more couches from the ectoplasm in his lair, ignoring some startled shouts as he sat down.
There were a lot of different Tims here. Three adults all in gear, one good two evil, about seven teens, three in gear while four in civvies. Two of the civilian ones were the boys he had caught snooping in his room for clues.
Lastly there were three boys, two in gear with one in a civilian outfit.
Thats a total of thirteen (13) Tims.
"Okay, to start off id like to apologize on behalf of my son. We didn't mean to summon any of you."
The Robin holding Danny son chimed in, "How did he summon us?"
"Kiddo is too small to properly pronounce things yet. Hence why his calling you "baba" instead of "papa"."
He ignored the surprised sounds and questions and just let that sink in before adding, "To clarify, no. None of you are actually the father."
Danny waited patiently for them to calm down and ignored more questions, "I was with an alternate version of you who turned out to be evil-ish and wanted to eliminate all superpowers from existence or something, a fact I didn't know at the time."
"Anyway, he purposely sabotaged my birth control to get me pregnant knowing I wouldn't abort. He did this knowing that when his plan started to come to fruition I'd be too far along to stop him. He had a counter to everything, even things we never told him about. I ended up having to sever the connection between this place- the Infinite Realms- and my home dimension, trapping him there with no way for him to get out and leaving me with no way to ever see my friends or family again. Questions?"
There were many.
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thefawnfallacy · 14 days
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Hannibal tried to babytrap Will with Abigail which didn’t work out as planned by I think we can agree that if Hannibal was capable of getting pregnant, he’d have made sure Will was unable to leave his side ever.
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fruk-you-usuk-fans · 6 months
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Baby trapping horrible irl but hot as fuck in fantasy. Where my LTR SO who gonna lie to my face and slowly sabotage my bc with sugar pills. Then act all surprised when I get positive test.
Better yet the condom breaks surprisingly often and you think you just have the worst luck but at least you have the bc to protect you right? Ha ha… I get so giddy when I think about it.
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wordsbymae · 1 year
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"They ain't lap dogs you know, they're working dogs and you spoil em too much" but mousey is for sure his lap dog lmao
so now farmer finally has them. what now? would he propose, not like in the the other AU when he is older? or would he just start going around the town telling people about his little wife/husband/spouse? because, what is little mouse supposed to do? they just can't say no to the only person that is so nice to them, the only person that takes care and protect them (or so the farmer say). mousey must return the favour.
I literally was going to answer about an hour ago but got completely distracted by making a mood board for the farmer's two dogs cause you reminded me of them. whoops!
Anyway!
Oh for sure!!!! He doesn't need his boys to be his lap dogs when he has the prettiest thing all to himself.
There is no way on God's green earth he will ever actually propose. Don't get me wrong, he wants nothing more than to marry his little mouse and put a ring on it. But actually courting them? Actually having to be vulnerable and open himself up to rejection?
Never ever going to happen.
I can see this going really two ways, there is a third secret option but that's for later.
The first way is he just starts acting like you're married. Tells everyone in town he can't stay too long or the missus/ his partner will be getting worried. Gushes about your cooking to anyone who will listen makes it clear that he's got a sweet little thing waiting all for him back at home. Carries a Polaroid picture of you hugging Pancho, with a big wide smile and while Lefty sooks in the corner. He'll show it off whenever he has the chance, talking about you and your boys.
Those who watched you two that day at the farmers' market just nod their heads with smiles and wish him all the best. He probably starts even wearing a plain gold band. Proud to show it off.
Meanwhile, the reader is confused when the very rare times they leave the farm everyone wishes them congratulations (and asks if any kids will be coming).
Mouse brings it up to the farmer and tells them they don't want people getting the wrong idea. They're just friends. The farmer just laughs at this.
"It's a bit too late to stop them from getting the wrong idea Mouse"
He practically gaslights them, I mean what's the big problem? Who cares if a few town folks think they got hitched. They are living together. You do act like a homemaker. You can't blame anyone for thinking you two had been married for years. The only thing stopping you two from actually being seen as truly married is the lack of a ring on your finger and you not being in his bed.
And would it really be so bad? Being his?
He's been so good to you. So kind. Like how a real husband would act. He looks after you and protects you. Buys you the prettiest things and asks nothing in return.
But now he is. Now he's asking for payment. Be his little homemaker in law as well and he'll take care of you like he always has.
You can't say no. You quit your job when your cottage burned down, just as the farmer told you to.
"I'll look after you mouse. Until you get back on your feet of course"
No one is hiring in town and even if you did get a job you wouldn't be able to buy or even rent a house. There was nowhere to go. There was taking the chance on living on the streets but wouldn't it just be easier to just say yes?
He was kinda right. You've already practically been his stay-at-home sweetheart, how bad would it be if you put a ring on your finger. This is everything you've ever wanted. To be his pretty spouse, him all to yourself.
So why did it feel so wrong?
The second is mostly fem reader but he would not be against baby trapping. If for even one moment he thought you would say no to being his wife, he would resort to baby trapping. I always view this fic set in the 60s or 70s (maybe even 50s) so there would be no way you could leave him with a babe in your belly. You would have no husband and no support. So of course you don't really have a choice. You're already on thin ice living with a single man, but that was something you could cover by explaining why. But a baby? That can't be hidden, can't be explained away. So as soon as you knew, the farmer would have a priest ready and waiting.
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kittysarchive · 9 days
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sunghoon baby trapping 😪
Yessss
warnings- kinda yan? manipulative Sunghoon, Sunghoon wont take a hint, baby trapping, cuming inside, lmk if i missed any :)
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"All mine" His harsh slap on your ass echoed in the stuffy, sweaty room.
Whining from the slap, he loved hour ass and you loved him slapping it. Cock already deep indie your pussy, Sunghoon lived for you clenching. Clenching when he slapped you, degraded you and came inside you.
Hands groping your ass, he began to move his cock. Deep and insanely tight, a bit of pian was bound to happened as he adjusted to your tightness.
"So tight babygirl" Sunghoon drawls out, hands massaging the redness on you ass. Pulling his dick out, he slammed it back in. Earning a loud moan from you.
"G-god" You cry out, feeling Sunghoon find a pace. You couldn't see his face but you knew he was drooling, drooling over you ass and the way your pussy hugged his cock.
"I'm gonna make you mine" Quiet whines escape his mouth as his hips speed up. Bruising your hips, he showed no remorse as Sunghoon reached I his own high. Holding onto your waist for leverage, his high was coming very quickly. Feeling a warm sensation in your stomach, you chased your own high.
"N-not inside" Yoh cry out, feeling a lose of control, you weren't sure if you could hold your cum until after or before. Sunghoon not answering you made you wary....he could get you pregnant if he came inside you.
"Hoon not inside" You turn your head, desperate to get his attention. Turning your head, you got a view from behind. Sunghoon showed o sign of even acknowledging your words.
Biting his lip in concentration, he was holding off. Not from cuming inside, holding off to time it right...
"Sunghoon I'm serious not inside!" You try to crawl away, only for his strong grip on your waist to pull you back onto his dick. Feeling the warm sensation flood your body, you couldn't stop the tears fall down. Streaming down your face what had Sunghoon come to? Why did he cum inside you? Snapping out of his own daze....at least he pretend to.
"Don't move baby, it'll make it worse" Sunghoon lied to your face. Falling for his words, you stayed still. Feeling his hips move back into your cunt made you suspicouse....was he fucking it back into you? Sunghoon answered your thoughts.
"It'll make it worse if I quickly pull it out....I need to be carful" He lied again.
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maybanksbabe · 10 months
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My thoughts 💭
Rafe w reader that’s just as crazy as him but hides it so well from everyone would 100% baby trap him
I feel like if Rafe wanted to keep reader around he would use other methods (fly her to the house in the Bahamas and never come back)
Now THIS I'm obsessed with! Spending weeks worried that he might walk out on you because of everything going on with the gold and his father so you devise a plan to baby trap him, which means initiating sex as much as you possibly can, Rafe doesn't really take notice until he's planning to go on the coastal venture and make sure the Pogues don't get the cross
"you're not leaving us, Rafe"
"us?"
You put a hand on your lower stomach and hand him the positive test.
"congrats, daddy."
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lovekz · 2 years
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anger (2)
synopsis ~  they warned you. on multiple occasions. “the haitani brothers settle for no one” “nothing you can do will keep him down” “he can’t be yours when he’s everyone’s” but you never listened, did you? now here you are, going through the five stages of grief
cw: hate sex, slight noncon, baby trapping, arguing, toxic!rindou
(i would put mdni but that isn’t gonna stop yall anyway)
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when you finished, you placed rindou’s phone on the small table next to the couch and tossed the blanket over your head.
you had no reason to not believe the pictures now, especially after you’d seen a picture of the lady herself. 
shortly after you finished reading and closed the phone, she sent a picture of herself wearing the coat you bought him specifically for his birthday.
you had asked him where it was, and he said ran had it. you should’ve asked him about it.
you heard footsteps approaching you from behind and didn’t bother to turn and face him.
“where’s my phone?” rindou said, tearing the sheets off your head.
he paused when he took in your features, not expecting to see you so bruised and upset.
his body language showed that he suddenly remembered everything that happened last night.
“look for it. i don’t know where ran put it.” you said, voice still hoarse from crying.
rindou hadn’t moved from his spot, just like you hadn’t looked him in his eye.
he was aware what he did last night was entirely wrong, but he didn’t know what else to say. so he said one thing.
“if you’d left me alone last night, you wouldn’t look like that.” rindou muttered, picking up his phone and sitting on the cushion opposite of you.
you were glad you had a L shaped couch.
“because that’s a good reason to lay your hands on me.” you muttered back, holding onto the cushion to help yourself stand up.
you wobbled to the kitchen to wash the dish that sat on the floor next to you, wincing in pain. rindou did nothing to stop you.
“where’s my son?” he asked, now noticing the awful silence.
you looked back at him with a confused face. was he only now noticing his son wasn’t present? with all the silence in this house, he only now noticed?
“with his uncle, rinnie.” you replied, the last part being quieter that the first.
“what did you say?” rindou asked, now suddenly behind you.
you cleared your throat and looked back at him, feeling him place his hand on the bruise he’d given you.
your eyes widen as you gripped his hand, tears building in your eyes. he pressed harder the more you squirmed and whined.
“sweetheart. i said sweetheart.” you whispered, pain jolting throughout your body.
he hummed in content and let go, making you double over in pain. he didn’t hesitate to catch you, rubbing your back in soothing circles.
“why can’t you just. love me?” you sobbed, gripping onto his shirt tightly. 
“i do.” he said, lifting you up off your injured foot.
he carried you to bed without another word.
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the entire time you were injured, rindou had taken care of you.
 he spared you kisses that you couldn’t bring yourself to return, he’d run you baths to make sure you were comfortable, made you breakfast, lunch and dinner, and even going as far as to wrap your ankle medically.
he had given you the love you had previously craved.
but you weren’t craving it anymore. no. you had craved answers from him.
“what do you want for dinner?” rindou asked, walking into the bedroom. he was wearing gloves and an apron.
“i’m not hungry.” you said, rolling over to lock eyes with him.
he hummed quietly, taking the gloves and apron off. you didn’t watch him, only rolling onto your side again. you were getting better, you didn’t need him to fake anything anymore.
you felt him crawl over your body, kissing you softly. for once in a while, you kissed back. he rolled you onto your back softly, lifting one of your legs up.
he pulled away and looked into your eyes. you could see the lust that clouded his eyes.
“just for an hour, pretty. be mine.” he whispered, wrapping your leg around his waist.
feeling as though you were under a trance, you nodded.
just for tonight, you thought, you’ll let yourself go.
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when you were finally up and moving on your own, you allowed ran to bring haru back into your home.
haru was overly happy to be back, only you didn’t quite welcome him in just yet.
“hmm. where’s my haru at?” you asked playfully, looking around. 
haru giggled from next to ran, who looked a little too proud of himself.
“i’m here mommy!” haru giggled, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet.
“i dunno! i only see ran’s little mini!” you said, shrugging.
ran had deliberately did haru’s hair just like his, a (purposeful) messy up and down while they both wore a sweatshirt too big for your liking.
when haru began pouting, you pulled him into a strong hug, making him giggle and hug you back. 
“oh i missed you.” you said, pulling away and kissing his cheek.
haru giggled and bolted past you and into the house. nothing could ever beat his original spiderman.
“so.” ran started quietly, inviting himself in as he would usually do.
“how’ve things been?” ran asked, closing the door and locking it.
you sighed quietly and leaned against the wall, closing your eyes. how have things actually been? rindou had gone back to how he was, and barely left the house. always made it back on time, and even made dinner on his off days.
but why weren’t you happy? this was what you wanted.
“it’s.. i don’t know.” you sighed, closing your eyes.
“weird? not going great? not what you expected?” ran asked, listing off a few things of what you would think.
“not what i expected.” you said, sitting on the step and looking up at him. 
he sat next to you and sighed, looking at you. 
“did you speak to him about it?” ran asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
he had left you to do things at your pace when he had haru, but now he wasn’t so sure that was the best idea.
but now that he mentioned it, no. you hadn’t spoken to rindou about what you found. nor did you acknowledge the way he would get messages and be partially glued to his phone while taking care of you.
your silence was what gave ran his answer.
“tonight. when he comes in, speak to him.” ran said, nudging your shoulder slightly to get your attention.
“why are you helping me? do you like me or something?” you asked, looking at him in confusion.
ran let out a small laugh and pinched your neck. something he’d do if you said something not so smart.
“trust me, honeysweet. if i liked you, rin wouldn’t have you so hellbent over this.” ran said, standing up and walking over to haru.
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that night, after you tucked haru into bed, you sat in the living room waiting for rindou to come home.
and when he walked in, you stood up from your seat. rindou almost flinched at the sudden movement, and almost pulled his gun out.
but when he seen it was you, his expression relaxed and he took off his shoes.
“babe, i told you not to stay up for me.” rindou said, walking over to you slowly.
“who is she?” you asked, getting straight to the point and looking at him.
rindou paused in his steps, looking confused. “huh?” he said confused, taking off his coat and resting it on the couch next to him.
“pretty girl. is that what you call her?” you asked, turning to meet his now stone cold face.
rindou stared at you, his expression emotionless. you picked up your phone and showed him the messages.
“you went through my phone.” rindou said, glaring at you and standing up.
“who is she?” you repeated, your voice getting louder by the second.
rindou scoffed, muttering a few words while rolling his eyes.
“no one tops you.” rindou said, staring into your eyes.
“not what i asked.” you glared back, mimicking his pose.
“she’s nothing to me.” rindou said, walking closer to you and unbuttoning his shirt slowly.
“not. what. i. asked.” you repeated again, watching him closely.
“why does it matter?” rindou asked, placing his hands on your waist.
“because you don’t get the fucking beauty of having two women on your side twenty four seven!” you scoffed, shoving him away from you.
rindou’s demeanor shifted as he grabbed you by your neck and slammed you against the wall, making you gasp.
“i told you, baby. you’re the only one for me.” rindou said, his tone sounding completely different. a familiar tone you haven’t heard in a while.
you couldn’t believe he was getting off on this. 
“rin..  i can’t do this.” you whispered, tears brimming your eyes. you didn’t even know why you were about to cry.
he shushed you quietly, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling you into a small kiss.
“lemme make it up to you, okay? i won’t do it again.” rindou whispered, sucking on your jaw.
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you cried out loudly as he pushed into you for the nth time that night, feeling him stuff your panties into your mouth.
“fucking bitch. you want haru to come see how much of a slut his mommy is?” rindou grunted, pounding into you ruthlessly.
he pushed your head down and made you arch your back more, watching your eyes roll back into your head.
after the third round, his words started to get meaner, and his pace picked up more force. 
“what’re you thinking about? hm?” rindou growled, pulling you up by your throat and glaring down at you.
when you didn’t respond, he pulled the panties out of your mouth and slapped your ass.
“speak whore.” rindou said, pounding into you faster.
“just wanna cum! please let me!” you whimpered, arching into him more.
rindou chuckled and slapped your clit, making you jolt and bite your lip.
“you’re not cumming this time. got a fat fucking load for you.” rindou said, pushing himself against your g-spot and grinding into you.
you let out a silent moan and leaned your head back against him, grinding your hips against him as well.
“gonna put a fucking baby in you. keep you busy with a fuckin baby.” rindou groaned, starting to thrust in and out of you again.
that was what snapped you back into reality. 
you started to squirm away from him, making the stronger male laugh and pin you into the couch again.
“please don’t!” you gasped, still trying to pull away from him.
rindou ignored you, his erratic pounding suddenly returning. you cried out in pleasure, your grip faltering.
“won’t leave me if you carry my bastard child now, hm?” rindou asked, slapping you in your face a couple times.
he groaned and leaned forward, trapping you into the couch. he was close, you could feel it.
“pull out!” you cried, still trying to pull away from him. you couldn’t have his child, not again.
his hips paused, and you felt it. his hot, sticky cum filling your insides. rindou’s harsh breathing could be felt on your back, and you couldn’t stopped the tears from pouring out of your eyes.
rindou pulled out slowly, before you felt something pushed into your sloppy hole.
“gotta make sure it’s not wasted. i want a girl this time, okay?” rindou said, patting your ass softly and tossing his coat over your naked body.
you listened as he picked up his phone and yours, before heading upstairs.
you curled into yourself and sobbed, pulling your hands over your head.
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the next few days, you couldn’t bring yourself to face anyone, or smile at your son at all. ran had noticed, but you hadn’t said anything to him.
you didn’t want to bring up that night to anyone but the person that did it. you were ashamed of yourself for falling into that trap.
you stay bent over the toilet, vomiting everything up from breakfast. ran stood beside you silently, rubbing his head in slow circles.
“this is the third time this week, honeysweet.” ran said, leaning back against the counter while looking at the ceiling.
you pulled away from the toilet and turned to him. he was wearing his suit. was he about to go to work before dropping haru off to school?
“i told you, it’s because i ate something bad.” you muttered, washing your mouth and face.
ran looked at you with a frown. if he didn’t have a clue what was going on, he would have definitely taken you to the hospital. but he knew what was going on.
rindou boasted about it to him and sanzu already. he just wasn’t sure if it was true. but if it was, there was no way to help you until the baby dropped.
“hey.. maybe you should take a test.” ran said, pulling a test from out of his pocket. he picked it up on the way.
you looked up at him from the toilet, holding back your tears. “okay.” you whispered, taking it from him.
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as soon as it read positive, you immediately called rindou. you knew you were pregnant, but the test confirmed it.
“hello? what’s up?” rindou answered, obviously concerned. you never called when he was at work, especially an hour in.
“please.” you sobbed, a tight grip on your phone. 
“are you okay? did something happen?” rindou asked, movement heard from the other side of the phone.
“i can’t have this child rindou.” you sobbed louder.
the other side of the phone grew silent, making you nervous.
“you’re pregnant? oh my god, i can’t believe it.” he said loudly, and a load of gasps and cheers were heard from the background.
it was a done deal.
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dark-side-blog3 · 5 months
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So, I have this health issue, that if left untreated could cause infertility problems. I think it’s funny to imagine me saying that well… I don’t really care about children anyways, so infertility isn’t that big of a deal. Besides, treating it costs money…you know, playing it off like nothing.
And then any yanderes that want babies and a family freaking out over the possibility of me becoming infertile, a contrast to me acting like it doesn’t matter. Why do they care so much anyway??
(I do take care of myself though, don’t worry 👍)
I just like to imagine getting them to completely panic and be upset before forcing me to let them take care of me for the sake of our future relationship and family.
(Shy Anon)
Some itching to have a family someday are definitely going to zero in on the infertility... They'll save and splurge on every procedure they can get so that your genetic material goes towards your kids (because they will have kids with you, even if they have to adopt, but they'd really rather the kid be something the two of you made together).
They'd hold a doctor hostage if it meant getting some prescriptions, freezing your eggs, and treatment to help with your underlying condition.
The best possible outcome is you two conceiving, and carrying the child to term. Which means if other things have to be put on hold for this to happen, so be it!
No more work, it's distracting you from your birth exercises and kegals, and they don't want any stress to fuck up your already limited chances.
You can't have anything with caffeine or too much sugar, your body has to be in the best shape so it doesn't waste energy on things unbaby related. Even if you aren't pregnant, why force your liver to suffer when you're about to have someone who needs your body's full attention?
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sstan-hoe · 1 year
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We all know the baby trap fics where our male character fucks a baby into us readers, it's all dark and mostly non-con...but what if we switch the places?
if you like this then, please reblog and see how many want this! Maybe will expand and add a few like bucky...or nick? ransom?
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mintmatcha · 1 year
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I dont usually fw dark content but.. baby trapping....
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