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bunnyreaper · 7 months
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oh can we pleaseeee talk about forced breeding with johnny 🙏🏻🙏🏻
im imagining such a manipulative best friend soap here, who can talk his way into anything.
like you two are super close, you share everything, which is why he feels comfortable complaining about the fact that he hasn't gotten laid in forever. and at first it's just a one off comment, but then he keeps fucking whining about it, to the point where you offer to help him get off just to get him to shut up!! but you tell him straight up, no sex.
so he comes to your room late at night, in a tight shirt and grey sweatpants that he's definitely wearing too low on his hips, bcs he's clearly trying to tempt you. you let him in and decide to offer him a blowjob, which he eagerly accepts cooing about how you're the best friend a guy could ask for.
he pulls down the sweatpants as he sits on his bed, and you kneel before him surprised by the size of his cock that's already hard for you. he lets you ease in at first, as you stroke him slowly before going in with little licks and gentle sucks, but after a while his hips start to buck, his hand comes to the back of your head to hold you in place as his pace increases.
he pulls you off of him with a pleasured hiss, diving in to kiss you senseless (not something you discussed but any protests are silenced by his mouth as his tongue slips inside. then he begs and whines some more. "lemme fuck yer thighs, yeah? please lass?"
the puppy dog eyes and the desperation in your friends voice does you in, as you pull off your own sweatpants and lay on the bed for johnny to start thrusting into your thighs. his grin is ridiculously satisfied as his precum smears all over your thighs, sticky and viscous and making him moan. honestly, you get a little lost in the blissed out look on his face--the fact he's feeling that just from pushing inbetween your thighs. and you're only human, even if johnny is just a friend, the sensation of him rubbing against you is filling you with need.
johnny must be able to sense it, as he angles his hips to push his cock past your panties and through you folds, making you moan involuntarily. "jus' wanted to see if you wet wet, nothin' more, promise." he whines as he starts to rut into your soaking folds, his hips moving wildly.
and then he's stopping, peeling off your panties and putting himself back between your thighs. "just the tip, yeah?" he pants. "johnny, no." you huff, but it's getting harder to resist as his cock head nudges against your clit over and over again. "please, just the tip, 's nothin'" as if sensing your impending defeat, he slides in anyway just the tip as he shallowly fucks you open for just a few strokes...
before he plunges in, hard and deep as he repositions you, throwing your legs over your shoulders as he presses you to the mattress and presses his forehead to yours. "feels too good, bonnie, and you were fuckin' swallowin' me, your pretty little pussy wanted me so bad. couldn't resist." he groans wildly as he fucks you recklessly, forcing moan after moan out of you as his cock strokes your insides fucking perfectly. you find it hard to recall why you ever said no in the first place, until johnny's rhythm goes, and his groans grow deeper and deeper.
"johnny, you gotta pull out, i haven't taken my pill--" you try to plead with him, to reason with him through the feral look on his face, but nothing seems to work, even as you weakly push at his chest. you try to use your legs, but as you reposition to get better leverage he starts hitting deeper, fucking away your resistance with every thrust, and you find your legs clinging to him just for some support.
"aww fuck am gonna cum bonnie, gonna fill you full, gonna--" he comes with a shout, cock slamming into your cervix as he floods you with pump after pump of cum. "ha, knew yer wanted it, could feel you milk me, squeezin' out every last drop."
he collapses on top of you, not letting you squirm away from where his length plugs your hole with all his hot cum inside. "feel so much better lass, thanks for letting me breed that little cunt o' yours. yer too good to me."
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paxcallow · 1 month
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desire to draw raz's hair unhatted and uncombed spiraled into imagining an extended gag about some emergency situation forcing all of the psychonauts out of the motherlobe into the quarry in their jammies at like 2 am and judging each other's clothing choices instead of getting actual work done.
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kisses4kaia · 20 days
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Jjs gf being scared of needles. He takes her to a doctor appointment or something and she freaks out over it. Jj ends up having to literally hold her still so she can get the shot lol
so cute
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“it’s alright baby, you’re okay,” jj coos in your ear as your feet dangle off of the doctor’s bed.
everything is overwhelming you—the buzzing of the fluorescent light in the doctor’s office, the uncomfortable crinkling of parchment paper beneath your bottom whenever you move even just a little. jj’s soft voice and warm hands soothes you, though. just slightly.
as the nurse entered the room and smiled sweetly at the two of you, she set down her clipboard and took the 2 needles in her hands. she explained what shots she was giving you and where they would go.
the needles weren’t big, per se, but they gleamed maliciously under the big white light of the room, wracking you with apprehension. jj could sense it, and so he squeezed your hand tighter, kissing your cheek. “it’ll be fast, baby. won’t it?” he turns to the nurse and she nods assuredly, snapping on some gloves and flicking the needle of the first syringe.
tears were welling in your eyes as you watched the needle come closer and closer to you, jerking away when the nurse begins her countdown.
“mm mm. i can’t, i can’t do it,” you heaved, biting your lip to contain tears. “you can, angel. let me hold you, show you how strong you are; all by yourself, hm?” jj stroked your head, pulling you closer. you peered up at him through glossy eyes, and his piercing gaze was so sincere, so trusting, that you couldn’t help but feel inclined to nod.
as the needle pierced your skin briefly, injecting the vaccine into your bicep, you take deeps breaths to the rhythm of jj’s heartbeat.
the first one took some mustering up of courage, but afterwards, you took the second one like a champ—no tears. “look at you, rockstar! two shots and not a single tear. you know how proud i am of you?” you can’t even contain your bright smile at his praises as you select two pink band-aids to go over your bleeding skin.
afterwards, jj takes you out for ice cream and fucks you soft and slow in your bed, being extra careful not to put an ounce of pressure on your sore boo-boo. his honey sweet words make you forget all about the ache in your arm and you fall asleep against his chest, pained shoulder ignorantly pressed against his side.
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sebsxphia · 19 days
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I need lazy, messy, soft sex with bob when he comes home from a deployment 🥹
oh god oh god oh god me too dear anon! me too! rn! 🥹🥺
when bob comes home from a deployment, he tells everyone else that he’s coming home two days later than he does, for the sole purpose of having you to himself for two days. it’s lazy type sex the entire two days, because you’re both feeling hazy and bob more so feeling exhausted after deployment especially. it’s messy because bob is devouring you and leaving no spot on your skin un-kissed, with his cum constantly leaking out from you. and lastly, it’s always soft because he’s just been reunited with his bunny. he’s not going to be a mean dom right now 🥹
i need him. soooo bad! 🥺😵‍💫 thank you so much for this delicious thot my dear anon! 💌
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im the hydrid steve x reader anon <333
wolf!steve playing with bunny!readers ears bc theyre just so cute!!!! but bunnies are scared of wolves so she starts to whimper n cry n poor stevie jus doesn’t know why :(( n then he feels so bad when he realises she’s scared so he just nuzzles her n comforts her <33
wolf!steve who can’t help nut let his instincts get the best of him <3 first few times his bunny lets him fuck her he gets too rough!!shes crying n snuffling bc it hurts so good n he’s all sweet coaxing her through it :( “i know bunny, know it hurts. jus’ be good a lik while longer, kay? gonna fill you up n make it all better” stevie jus needs to breed her so bad n he jus loves seeing her cute lil tail twitch, her sweet ears get all droopy too bc she’s been fucked dumb :((( <33
yesyes--
he's tugs at your ears jokingly at school.. teases you and plays with them as you shudder when he corners you in one of the abandoned small alleyways on the way home from school. he walked to school just for this reason; to play and tease you. but he doesn't understand when you start to whimper and tears start to fill your eyes when his big body comes closer and cages in your small one.
he gets close to you very slowly, and he can see the way your breath hitches. "not gonna hurt you, sweetheart..just want a small kiss.." AND THEN HE'LL SOFTLY PECK HER LIPS, EYES CLOSED WHEN HE PULLS AWAY WITH A LOOK OF PURE BLISS ON HIS FACE AS HE ABSENT MINDEDLY TWIDDLES WITH HER EARS!!! "mm'that's fuckin' delicious, baby.." and she'll just sniffle, causing him to open his eyes; brows furrowed in confusion because, wasn't it obvious? he wasn't going to hurt you! he just really, really, really fucking likes you. he cups your face with his left hand. and, without your own self-control, you nuzzle into it, body going warm and happy at his scent <333
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but speaking of mating..
:,(( he's so rough and you're so soft <33 he doesn't mean to be, in all honesty, but it's just so hard for him to be as gentle as you <33
he fucks you hard where you're crying and hicupping over little moans and mewls <3 his hairy chest pressed against your chest as he pounds into your tight cunt--balls slapping heavily against the curve of your ass as he grunts and growls. you're both just so hungry for each other--his cock stretching your cunt out and pumping in and out quickly as he grips your body, manhandeling you (sort of unknowingly) as he ruts into you like a starved creature, big arms caging in your trembling body as he uses your cunt <333
he wants you so bad---wants you to go numb with pleasure that only he caused. "kn-know 's a lot, baby," he pants, letting out a small whimper when you clench after hearing his deep, gravelly voice. "n-need to feel this fuckin' cunt come on me..n-need it, need it, need it--" each time he repeats that phrase his cock hits the spot inside you as you curl, and steve tightens his hand around your tail, squeezing it as you cry and drool <333
your tits bounce a little, ears droopy, brows furrowed upwards as you grip onto him as you whine and whimper; his big hands digging into the soft skin of your hips as your thighs shake <3
I LOVE THIS DYNAMIC
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tired-biscuit · 1 year
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Bunny!reader that spent all night teasing wolf!kiba and is now pinned to the back seat of their car being mounted roughly YUMMMM
18+ fem!reader // cw: hybrids
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all i can think about is him putting his hand on your thigh as he drives you home after your date.
with his eyes hard on the road and his jaw tightly set, he's clearly in a bad mood and you're to blame. choosing to act like a particularly naughty bunny during the entirety of your outing, you've spent the entire evening provoking him; testing his limits and trying to invoke some jealousy just to see what kind of wolf he actually is.
so far, he doesn't seem to be like the big, bad wolf that parents used to scare their children with in stories. that specific discovery only turns you braver.
and it's no wonder that you're feeling courageous. he didn't do jack shit after you had dressed all cute and flirted just the tiniest - moderate - amount with the waiter. didn't bat an eye as you'd started feeling all sorts of complacent and full of yourself. no, instead, your wolf of a boyfriend had just turned quiet.
so, you're not nervous at all as you now sit in his car, looking out the window with your reflection in the glass so awfully smug. besides the rather irregular tapping of his fingers against the inner side of your leg, there seems to be no threat visible on the horizon. to be fair, there is not much love behind the stroke... but you don't let yourself doubt in it.
it'll warm up over time, after all. you know it will.
"had fun tonight?" you chime at some point, trying to initiate conversation even if it's painfully evident that he doesn't want to talk to you for a change. you've grown bored of staring at the passing street lamps and empty sidewalk, so the vein that now bulges and turns prominent in the side of his neck is a welcomed sight, compared to the dullness outside.
"babe?" you insist, pushing him when he doesn't say anything. goodness, you just can't help yourself, can you? it's too fun; too entertaining to watch him sulk like this.
"no," he answers simply. finally. "i didn't have fun tonight."
a small giggle escapes your lips at his answer. you don't miss the tick in his jaw that appears when he swallows and grips the steering wheel tighter with his other hand. his knuckles flash stark white with the grip, and the sight would have perhaps been scary if you didn't otherwise consider him as nothing more but a mere pup after tonight's events.
"what's so funny?" said pup grits out, now. his voice has turned deeper, almost growly. it owns a certain edge to it that unwillingly activates the ancient alarm system that's been drilled inside the prey part of your brain.
unfortunately for you, you choose to brush it off. instead, you bat your eyelashes up at him, all pretty-like. you smile. say, "oh, nothing." and start snickering again like a little girl. like a mean little girl.
thump, thump, thump - something snaps within him at the way you so openly mock him now. his heart begins beating faster than normal with each passing second; your keen rabbit hearing catches the uprise in the rhythm of his pulse. the sound makes your ears twitch and your body tense up a bit. especially because his grip on your leg turns just a bit more firm... a bit more possessive.
has his hand always been this big? even the sweater he's wearing seems to have turned tighter around his biceps. if you listen closely, you can hear the stretch of the fabric; the micro-tears in it.
"hey... i've told you; it really is nothing, babe," you try to soothe because the blaring of the alarms inside your head doesn't seem to be so insignificant anymore - nearly the entirety of your smugness has dissipated with it. flicking your gaze to his foot as he applies more weight to the gas pedal, the street lamps which you can see in your peripheral are passing by way faster now than they did before.
your mouth feels awfully dry all of a sudden. his presence seems bigger, more intimidating. it's like he's sucking all the air inside the car with every breath he takes, and it all makes your voice sound small as you murmur, "slow down a bit, will you? ...you're driving really fast."
he doesn't seem to be listening to what you're telling him as he steps further on the gas pedal again. it's either that, or he's ignoring you on purpose, because all he says now is, "you're bullshitting me."
"i'm not!" your tone is panicky as you blabber out the words. he's driving way too fast and his nails are no longer blunt. you can feel the prickle of claws as they start to sink into the fat of your thigh. the sharpness causes your tights to rip in some places, and yet they still continue to grow.
when you whip your head to the side to look at him, his eyes are still glued to the road. but you can see the way the corner of his mouth is twitching. can see the way his chest heaves. the way he's calculating something.
"kiba," you start.
"you know damn well that i don't like it when you make me look dumb in front of other people," he snaps. "and what did you do? exactly that. you made me look like a fuckin' moron in front of the entire restaurant."
"kiba, i didn't- fuck!" the instinct to kick out your legs bubbles within you and stops you mid-sentence when he squeezes your thigh, harshly. it's a rabbit thing; one that he knows how to take advantage of but has never actually taken it before. until now, that is.
your stomach wants to climb up your throat when he suddenly swerves into a wide, but luckily-empty, parking lot. he hits the brake with such force that it makes your seat belt bite into your middle painfully. your hair curtains your face as you try to gasp for air and collect yourself.
there's silence for a few moments. and then;
"bunny."
his voice sounds strange now as he says the pet name you otherwise melt at. it's like his teeth are getting too big for his mouth, but you don't dare turn to look if it's actually true. besides, it's not like you could see much anyway; hot tears sting your waterline.
"bunny," he repeats, just a tad bit softer this time. "look at me."
when you refuse, his hand reaches up to cup your face. the claws are still there - they pinch your cheeks as he holds you by your chin and turns your head to the side by force. it doesn't hurt necessarily, but the grip is tenacious enough to make your lips purse even as your cupid's bow quivers a bit.
he's snarling when you finally raise your blurry gaze to look at him from underneath your eyelashes. his pupils are nothing more but slits, and his teeth are bared, fangs elongated. they gleam in the silvery light of the street lamp which he's parked right under. you swear that you can catch the sheen of drool on them.
he looks... furious. frightening. big and bad.
like an apex predator.
and that apex predator leans in, now. he leans in, the warmth of his breath fanning your face, and your heart starts to jackhammer all over your ribcage because of the proximity. every single hair on your body stands to attention; it's like your goddamn soul is screaming at you to flee, despite the fact that you can't because you're sitting completely frozen in your seat.
he's gotten so big that he makes the car seem small. it's an suv, for fuck's sake.
your voice shakes as you try to utter a worthy-enough apology because you're scared - goddammit, you're scared shitless. "kiba, i'm... i'm-"
"get your ass in the backseat, you stupid fucking rabbit," he interrupts you immediately, squeezing your cheeks again to make you shut up. he doesn't even give you a moment to breathe before he yanks you forward, forcing you to look right into his eyes. "i'm gonna fuck your brains outta your dumb lil' head."
the way he looks at you now - so starved and possessive and borderline insane - sends heat pooling between your legs. you don't want it to happen, don't want him to know and smell that his mean demeanor makes your little bunny cunt awfully wet and sticky despite being so vulnerable compared to him, but you just can't seem to stop it. especially as he presses his forehead against your own sweat-riddled one and whispers,
"and if you even as much as try to run, i'll hunt you down like the prey you are... i swear i'll fuck you in the middle of the street if i have to."
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arcadegh0st · 19 days
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Happy mail✉️💕
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nostalgicfun · 5 days
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Toys for sale, 2009
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meganechan05 · 10 months
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I have a felting kit so I tried to give Rita a Mini Moffun and it's as creepy as the original 😂😂😂
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daughter-of-melpomene · 2 months
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𝗔 𝗪𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗘 𝗕𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗛 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧 𝗕𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗦
Okay, so as I was talking to Evie about the other day, I was going through one of my old notebooks and found a whole extended universe of Descendants OCs I had planned from middle school. I obviously don’t plan on formally introducing or doing anything with all of these OCs, because there is a lot of them, but I still thought it would be fun to share them with you guys! They’re not all in their original versions from my notebook, because a few of them did require a little changing and revamping, but I still hope you guys enjoy these little ideas from twelve-year-old me’s brain.
Soha Pride, daughter of Simba and Nala, Carlos ship. Able to attend Auradon Prep thanks to a spell from Fairy Godmother that allows her entire family to shift between their lion and human forms. Very dedicated to her duties as a princess of Pride Rock, but sometimes feels overshadowed by her older sister Kiara because she’s the oldest and the heir. Doesn’t believe any of the stuff Audrey and Chad say about the VKs and makes it her mission to be friends with them. Formerly a Jay ship. I am going to be introducing her formally in a little bit, so look out for that!
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Josie Sparrow, daughter of Jack Sparrow, Evie ship. Auradon kid because it could never be decided whether Jack was a villain or not, and now he sails all around the seas surrounding Auradon and the different kingdoms. Has the ability to visit the Isle in her dreams, and it’s later revealed that that’s because her mother is Calypso. A huge troublemaker and prankster who’s constantly in trouble with Fairy Godmother, and becomes quick besties with Mal because of it when the VKs first come to Auradon.
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Jackson Kelly-Jacobs, son of Jack Kelly and David Jacobs, OC ship. Son of Jack and Davey because I am a Javid shipper for life. A dancer and gymnast who’s on the R.O.A.R. team, and used to be friends with Chad before he turned into a bully. Really flirty and charming like his dad Jack, but still a total sweetheart. He and Evie quickly develop a WLW/MLM friendship when the VKs come to Auradon, and he definitely punches Chad during the Family Day thing.
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Steven Smee, son of Mr. Smee, OC ship (Jackson’s boyfriend). Comes to Auradon with the VKs even though he’s not friends with them after Ben lets his dad persuade him to invite the child of a sidekick along with the children of villains so the people of Auradon are a bit “more receptive”. A complete shy sweetheart who loves his dad and brothers and misses them terribly when he leaves (because Smee is actually a really good dad) and is the reason the twins get to come to Auradon in the third movie. Kind of sensitive because he got bullied a lot as a kid on the Isle, but still has an inner strength that not a lot of people expect.
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Maile Montunui, daughter of Moana, Uma ship. President and pretty much only member of the Auradon Prep Sailing Club, which the Sea Three join after they come to Auradon in the alternate post-second movie story that I had in my head. Incredibly courageous and not afraid to speak her mind, but sometimes gets herself into trouble from being too confident. Frequently curses and insults people in Samoan. Bisexual disaster who falls in love with Uma instantly, even if it takes Uma a while to feel the same about her.
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Haven Hearts, daughter of the Queen of Hearts, Harry ship. Member of the VKs who had a sort of Romeo and Juliet romance going on with Harry, but has to break it off when they leave to go to Auradon. She wants desperately to be good and break away from her mother’s reputation, and dedicates herself to being better once the VKs choose good at the coronation, which causes some tension between her and Harry when they meet again in the second movie. In the alternate post-second movie story after the Sea Three come to Auradon, though, they reconcile and get back together. She’s fierce and sarcastic by nature but not mean, and she shares Mal’s love for graffiti.
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Cierra Chernabog, daughter of Chernabog, Ben ship. Outcast even on the Isle because her father is a demon, doesn’t come to Auradon until after the second movie because so many people were against bringing Chernabog’s kid to Auradon the first time. Super shy and doesn’t talk a whole lot, but incredibly smart and loving. Has a demon form that she isn’t able to access until leaving the Isle, but it’s big and terrifying and still kind of cool.
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Celeste Frollo, daughter of Judge Frollo, Audrey ship. Claudette’s twin sister, very religious and God-fearing due to her father’s teaching, so she has a lot of Catholic guilt over liking girls (picture, like, Carrie White with no telekinesis and if she was a lesbian). Gets to go to Auradon after the second movie, when Audrey’s slowly starting to reform herself and be more accepting of villain kids (we’re pretending the third movie doesn’t happen, I guess), and at the same time my girl slowly starts to overcome her guilt and they fall in love!
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And there are even more, but I’m gonna stop there (😅). Hope you guys enjoyed this little look into my crazy little middle schooler brain!!
Tagging some of the Descendants moots: @ginger-grimm, @dancingsunflowers-ocs, @ginevrastilinski-ocs, @auxiliarydetective, and soft tagging @manyfandomocs!!
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bunnyreaper · 4 months
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hi bunny! i hope you're doing well!
right now i'm thinking about price finding out you're pregnant before you have the chance to tell him. maybe he was out of the house when you took the test and you left it on the bathroom sink ): maybe you took a nap after having a minor freak out about it and he finds the test and wakes you up by rubbing his hands on your tummy ):
idk why my brain is rotting with price and pregnant!reader or having kids rn but that's what i'm dealing with
no bcs he would be so cute and sweet about it! im doing okay and hope life is being super nice to you!!
- he's a little glad he found out the way he did because it allowed him to sob in the bathroom without you watching. (he convinced himself if he just got it all out then, he wouldn't cry later when you talked about it...)
- starts to worry straight away. you took the test and immediately went to bed? not the most encouraging sign. you weren't trying for a baby, but he knew you both wanted them eventually. he was elated, and he was scared you didn't feel the same
- takes advantage of your nap to make you some tea and grab you a snack in case you need them upon waking
- he wants to let you rest, but also the energy building inside of him makes him want to talk it over now, whether it's to celebrate with you or soothe you
- he has to steady himself and give himself a talking to, one he usually reserves for pre-battlefield jitters, because this moment is pivotal in your relationship and he wants to get it right
- slides into bed next you, and you don't immediately wake. he takes a moment to hold you close, take in the feel of your body against his and get lost in the fantasy of what's coming next. you're going to swell with his child, decorate a nursery together, have a little boy or girl bless your life--he hopes.
- he's fascinated and thrilled by the idea of the life already growing inside you, and his hands find their way to your stomach, caressing reverently when your child is growing.
- the warmth of his hands and the soothing motions gently pull you from sleep, and you feel a great sense of relief wash over you knowing john is beside you. from the way his hands move across your skin, you know he knows.
- immediately you kiss him, desperate to pour your love into him and to feel soothed by his kisses.
- (and if the two of you decide to celebrate by having john fuck you and fill you again then...)
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bfish · 30 days
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where did u get that picture of me>_<)‼️
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sebsxphia · 1 year
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Speaking of
Cockwarming Bob while he works on a report. That's all
speaking of!! i’m gonna jump!!
your hands are looped around bob’s neck with your head resting on his shoulder. your fingers are playing mindlessly with the small, blonde hairs at the base of his neck. every time bob shifts in his seat you let out a whine and grind your hips down harder onto his lap.
bob chuckles quietly, and even though you’re facing away from him with your chest pressed to his, you can practically hear his soft smile. he brings one of his hands up to your back and rubs your naked skin soothingly.
“i know, bunny, i know,” bob coos softly, “you’re keepin’ me so warm though, you feel so good for me. it’s like your pretty pussy was made for my cock.”
“mm, but i want you, bobby. i need you.”
you hear bob flicking through the pages of his report and clicking his pen back.
“three more pages and then i promise, i’m all yours. just keep me warm for a couple more minutes, yeah, darlin’?”
you hum softly in response and pull back your head to press a fleeting kiss to his smiling lips. bob worked hard, harder than any of his fellow colleagues, and he was giving you the best he could right now with his cock buried deep inside of you. so, you would be more than happy to wait.
“anything for you, baby.” you drawled out, pressing another kiss to his nose.
aaaah this is so soft and sweet to think about my dear anon!! it’s such a comfort to me 🥹🥹 thank you so much for this sweet thot my dear anon!! 💌
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Hybrid bunny reader ideas I wanted to share!
She goes into heat and won’t let Eddie leave the bed. Just non stop fucking. Poor boy would shrivel away.
Or him playing with her bunny ears. Oooohhhh
Maybe she gets the zoomies? And like speeds around the house.
Her pouncing on Eddie and darts away. She wants to play!
Your thoughts?
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him whining a, "baby, p-please," when he feels you push on his chest so u can ride him for the fifth time that night 'j-jus need a tiny brea--fuck!" an then she's giggling hungrily, eyes rolling to the back of her head, drooling as she begins bouncing on his swollen, overstimulated cock <333
you just cant get enough of him </33 <3
her ears r super sensitive so whenever he plays with them she gets chills that run down her spine and make her shiver and whimper he loves it (and whenever they are making out, she gets really needy whenever he tugs on em and scratches them) <33
SHES SO HYPER JUST SPEEDING AROUND THE HOUSE AN GIGGLING WHILE EDDIE JUST WATCHES HER, CIG IN HAND AND BEER IN THE OTHER WITH AN AMUSED GRIN ON HIS FACE!!
she pounces on him n scares him so that he'll run after her!! or whenever she's needy, she jumps onto his lap and kisses all over him <333
i love them
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inkykeiji · 11 months
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may i please request (8) bunny for twin touya + dabi? 👀
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prompt: bunny series: twins AU warnings: an injured/hurt animal, use of the word Daddy, female reader, the twins + reader are in a poly relationship words: 1k
of course u can anon!!! thank you so much for this, it’s such a joy to write something for the twins again <3
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It’s wounded; something wrong with its leg, tiny bones all twisted and gnarled. Its little tummy rises and falls with its erratic breaths, pink nose twitching rapidly, big brown eyes wide and alert as they dart around its surroundings—a small clearing beneath an overgrown bush.
Honestly, you wouldn’t have even known it was there, had it not been making soft, wheezy little squeaks, exhaled on harsh breaths. 
With gentle hands you push some branches out of the way, an attempt to get a better look at the poor animal, the bunny flinching violently at the rustle of leaves.
“Oh, no, no, no,” you’re whimpering quietly, a stab of guilt penetrating your stomach. “No, lil guy, I’m so sorry, I—I didn’t mean to startle you.” 
“What are you doing over here, playin’ in the bushes?” Dabi teases as he jogs up to you. “You’re gonna get poison ivy or oak or whatever the fuck it is, and I’m not gonna help you rub ointment on it. Touya isn’t, either, y’know. Can already hear him—”
“There’s a bunny—a baby rabbit. I think it’s hurt, badly,” wrapping your arms around your folded knees and hugging them tightly to your chest, you glance up at Dabi with glassy eyes, vision thick with tears, rendering him nothing more than a wavering figure of black.
“What?”
Dabi crouches next to you, elbows resting on his thighs, and peers through the mess of leaves, lips tugging down into a deep frown. 
“Ah, fuck.” He reaches forward, large hands clumsy and cumbersome, and the bunny startles again, a yelp of terror shuddering its form. The cracked sound has Dabi wincing harshly, hands recoiling into his chest in one quick jerk. “I—I can’t touch it,” he’s shaking his head, already stumbling to his feet, backing up a little. “I’ll just—It might get hurt more. I’ll go get Touya.” 
Yes, you’re nodding. Touya will know what to do, Touya will know how to handle this, just like he always does. 
“A bunny?” you hear Touya ask a few moments later, voice faint but growing in volume as he advances towards you. “You can’t be serious—” 
Low murmurs cut him off—no doubt Dabi’s—their tone testy and panicked. 
“Alright, alright,” Touya’s chuckling, easygoing and dismissive. “I’ll take a look.”
“Daddy,” you whine as Touya’s shadow crawls over you.
“What do we have here?” Touya asks as he bends, body blanketing your back, thighs cushioning your own, chin hooked over your shoulder.
“A little baby rabbit. It looks—I think there’s something wrong with its leg. If we—If we don’t  help it, I don’t think it’ll survive.” 
“That’s just the circle of life, baby,” Touya responds with a solemn shrug.
“Nii-san,” Dabi hisses, eyes narrowed. “We can’t just leave it.”
“We can’t?”
“No!” you and Dabi cry in unison. 
Twisting in Touya’s grasp, you break free easily, rising to stand over him and look at him properly, a hand vaguely gesturing the bush.
“Look at it, Daddy, it’s suffering. We can’t just—” a hiccup cuts you off, vicious and abrupt, and Dabi draws you into his arms with a clicked tongue and a coo, biceps wound around yours, hands rubbing your arms in comfort. 
His touch, characteristically just a hint too rough, his grip just a hint too tight, causes something inside you to snap—an emotional dam that begins to fracture deep behind your ribs, weeped out little sobs oozing from the cracks—and you bury your face in his chest, body quivering slightly with half-stifled sniffles. 
“We can’t just leave it to die,” Dabi finishes your sentence. “Not when we know we can help.”
Sapphire eyes sweep between your faces, slow and assessing as the gears of his mind whir and click, weighing all his options and considering the most optimal outcome.
“Fine,” Touya sighs after a moment of contemplation, turning back to peer at the injured animal, squinting a little in evaluation. “Get me a popsicle stick, gauze, and some tape.” 
Despite Touya’s apparent apathy, he is surprisingly sweet, tender hands exceptionally careful, his movements purposeful and meticulous, just like everything else he does in life. 
It’s as though Touya’s innate caregiving instincts have snapped into action, the shift in his demeanour almost immediate, a shift you and Dabi have experienced more than once—though it’s difficult to tell if such a shift was triggered by you and Dabi, or by the small, wounded animal itself.
You can’t watch—Dabi can’t, either, the two of you clinging to one another, faces hidden in shoulders and hair, fingers curling in denim and linen as Touya works.
“Okay, little buddy, I’ve got you,” Touya murmurs softly as he scoops the ball of fur, now with a makeshift splint, up with one palm, cupping his other hand over it gently. “We’re going to get you some help.”
In the end, the three of you keep the bunny, you and Dabi loving the stupid thing way too much for Touya to say no. And although he doesn’t care for the thing a whole lot, fairly indifferent to its entire existence, it reminds him of the both of you in separate ways; cute and sweet and fluffy like you, mistrusting and cautious and jumpy like Dabi. 
He thinks that, maybe, caring for it might be beneficial for the two of you, that having something to look after and tend to and protect just like he does for the both of you might bring you each a shred of the validation and satisfaction he gets from nurturing each of you.
It isn’t unusual to find the two of you flat on your backs, on the floor of Dabi’s studio, stained with paint in the shape of bunny footprints as the fluffy little thing hops around, across your skin and over your bodies and onto canvases, creating little pieces of art, your twined laughter ringing throughout the house. It’s a nice sound, a welcomed sound, a warm sound that fills him with something buzzing and bubbly, and, most recently, Touya’s favourite sound to come home to. 
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fighting sanemi 🥺
let’s you smack him around a bit, berate him. calling him a dumb ass and a good for nothing. gotta get all that pent up anger out of your system for when he finally grabs your wrists and pin them above your head. kisses and sucks marks into your neck while you become all whiny and pliant, thighs rubbing together until he slots his leg between them.
such pretty noises spilling from your mouth, he’ll take those instead of the cussing and yelling. there’s my girl. ya needed me that bad huh? he just smiles against your neck because he knows you’re screwing your face up, doesn’t even have to look at you.
f-fuck you! it’s so whiny and desperate it’s actually adorable 🥺 because you say this but here you are grinding on his thigh. but he’ll help you with that attitude don’t worry your pretty little head <3
o-oh my god. oh.
WARNINGS— chernemi typical wrestling LMFAO (but made x reader hehe), dumbification, hickeys.
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when he gets his leg in between yours, you close your thighs around it — you just can't stand when he's touching you the way he is. you just won't be able to resist if his knee brushes against your clit, so you make sure to squeeze as hard as you can, prevent him from getting any further as, at the same time, you're tilting your head towards your shoulder, stopping him from sucking on your neck any longer.
"what are you doing?!" you almost stammer, squirming underneath him and trying to free yourself from the ridiculously strong grip he's got on your wrists. it's impossible, however: just with only one hand, he manages to restrain you.
fuck, how outraging.
but all that is lef t on sanemi's face is that stupid, cocky smirk of his.
"got enough of your bitchin'," he retorts, "time to hear you say something i actually like."
"w-wha— ah~!"
just like your resistance means nothing, sanemi's leg pushes through your thighs and finally reaches your clit; now his knee is stroking that engorged bundle of nerves of yours and there's nothing you can do apart from squirming and arching your back. complaining is useless — even your mouth betrays you, indulging him with the sweetest, hottest of the mewls and whimpers you can let out through those pretty lips of yours.
"there — that's my girl." he coos, and it's so sickeningly sweet that you inevitably find yourself melting over his praise. "c'mon, isn't this better?"
"f-fuck..."
and he's about to make it worse — the way you tilted your neck left you wide open, and so sanemi takes the chance to plant his lips on the stretched side of your neck.
as if his goal was to make you lose your mind over him.
every mark stings so good, like he knows where to place them, like he knows where to suck, like he knows where your most sensitive spots are. in no time, he's got you grinding against his knee. the grip of your thighs around his own isn't like before; in contrast, it's as if you're getting some leverage to grind your pussy against it. sanemi can feel in a matter of moments how you're soaking him, ruining the fabric of his pants — but that only makes him chuckle. he's enjoying this.
"ya need me that bad, huh?" he smiles against your neck.
fuck, as if he didn't know. the way his deep voice reverberates against your skin makes your mind spin even more — he knows that behind all that façade there is just neediness.
but your bitchy little attitude is actually what makes you even hotter. after all, fiery ones gotta be his favorite.
well, you are.
he doesn't even prepare or prepare you; amongst all your complaints — that he shushes with uh-huh, sure — he tears out your underwear. and just with a few twists of his hand, his belt is undone, and his pants and boxers pulled down just enough to reveal his hard, fat cock which is nothing but the biggest proof of what you do to him.
his head splitting your folds, he runs it up and down until he's soaked in your slick — and it's happened so fast. you're biting your lip, squirming, but apparently eager to see what he's doing, so you're calling him over and over.
s—sanemi. sanemi.
because, at this point, he's pretty sure you went dumb enough for his name to be the only thing to fall from your lips. so fast, so easy; he just knows the power he's got over you. and he would be lying if he said he doesn't prefer hearing his name instead dumbass, jackass, asshole.
you're trying your best to jerk away from him, it's too much. it's so cute to watch, how hard you try to deny it, how you try to act like you don't like him, when all you want to do is fuck him.
a loud, high pitched, borderline lewd moan is what he draws out from you when he bottoms out in just one push of his cock, all the way to the hilt, until his pubes are tickling your throbbing clit.
"f-fuck you~!" you whine out, but your curse is almost cut off by the yelp that is caused by the way he flips you both, so that you're on top of him, one hand on your hip while the other one sneaks and squeezes a handful of your pretty ass.
"go on." he invites, smirk widening.
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