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sweet-luv-club · 3 months

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✎ breastfeeding m! Kylar like he deserves ♡

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2.5k words (wow im a horny bastard), informal writing, m! Kylar with cock, unprotected p in v sex, unrealistic sex, Kylar is a very submissive and pathetic (/affectionate) top, lactating pc from cow transformation, BIG GIANT TATAS and AFAB anatomy terms. u got coochie n it'll b called cunt and pussy but Kylar doesn't call u by either feminine terms or masculine terms so it's,,, gender-neutral reader-ish??

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WHY BOTHER HAVING A BREAST MILK MECHANIC IF U CANT GIVE IT TO ANY OF THE LOVE INTERESTS... SMH VREL GET ON IT /LH also dis is a shoutout to da fellow transmascs like me that don't mind hvin big tatas 2 feed kylar <33 my first full fic i tink!! enjoy!!!

♡ ┆ u 2 are on a date at the part as usual. when u casually suggest it, his brain just stops working. his mouth hangs open and u have to shake him to snap him out of it.

"uhh, haha, sorry, darling... c-could you repeat that?"

with a smirk, you do. you lean in and suggest going somewhere private so he could enjoy your milk directly from the source. all the blood in his cheeks rush to his cock almost immediately. he is so down bad for u, he's fucking floored u even suggested it.

♡ ┆ he gets more cocky, confident, and possessive during sex, but at this point, he's only squeezed your chest so far, not sure how he could even begin to explain himself. he’s seen u lactate when u cum, he just didnt know if it was overstepping a boundary to just dive in. its early into the relationship so he doesnt know if youre comfortable with that part of your bovine biology. hes a perv but hes also a polite boy!! well... most of the time ♡ he couldnt just walk up to u and say i want ur milk babe, you deserve better than that, he just didnt know how to ask... so ofc he's over the moon you're the one who brought it up

♡ ┆ absolutely solidifies in his mind that you're an angel sent from heaven to protect him and love him

♡ ┆ he's a stinky little anime nerd /pos. pre-relationship, after you saved him from bullies, he draws u and ur cute fluffy cow ears and massive anime-like tits in all sorts of erotic ways. does all the hentai tropes. fists his needy, leaky cock at night to the drawings he's made of u. when you start dating, it was like he was walking on cloud 9 when you wanted to recreate some of his erotic drawings (bc ofc u pushed to see his sketchbook when he mentioned it was full of only u lol)

♡ ┆ cant go to the manor, kylar isnt comfy w that yet. cant be in pc’s bedroom, kylar doesnt even want a single chance of someone who knows you and lives with you to see u giving him milk, it's his and only his in sight, sound,,, and ofc taste. hed get jealous if other orphans u live with saw yall doing it, bc if they see he thinks theyre never gonna forget the sight..... which could lead 2 all sorts of trouble since they live with u and he doesnt. he wants it to only be his even in memory. PATHETIC /POS so yalls only option is a cheap-ass love hotel. maybe someday youll fuck somewhere nicer but this’ll have to do… not to mention kylar is thrumming w/ excitement. he’s fucking trembling at the mere thought of getting to taste your sweet milk, directly from your heavy chest which was always tempting him… PATHETIC /POS (1)

♡ ┆ at first, kylar cant get his bearings. he sits next to u on the bed, hands politely on his lap while his cock strains against his pants. hes strangely silent until u snap him out of it with a kiss on the cheek. “ah… d-darling, you don’t know how much this means to me.” he says in a shaky voice. you chuckle and slowly begin to lift your shirt, making sure to give him a show. the way your heavy tits laden with the milk he craves always looked like they were spilling out, your bra barely being able to hold them back never failed to do a number on kylar’s psyche.

♡ ┆ ”c’mon, you’ve already seen me lactate. get me wet first, babe, then it’ll come out.” you tease as you unclasp your bra effortlessly and toss it to the side, your tits swaying with every movement you make. kylar is hypnotized. just a lot of spacing out in general until you two really get into it.

♡ ┆ your back is laid on the bed, and Kylar moves to get your pants and panties off. the sight never fails to make him breathless. he figures the quickest way to taste your sweet milk is to eat you out, so he does, very diligently. he dives in and devours your pussy like a man starved, he does this every time. he just can’t believe someone as perfect as you would willingly give yourself to him, and he wants to show his gratitude properly, always…

♡ ┆ this mf latches onto your cunt with an intense need and desperation. not only is he making his beloved feel good, he’s working to get your milk flowing as well… it makes him especially ravenous. licking up and sucking on your sensitive folds, using his hands to part your lips and plunge his tongue into you deeper… when you pat his fluffy, unkempt hair and moan… “fuuuuck yes, that’s it, good boy…” he goes absolutely ballistic in his brain. it goes w/o saying that he has a praise kink, loves giving and receiving it. he’s especially emboldened when he feels his head sandwiched between the softness of your thighs, he’s going delirious with need at this point, eyes all half-lidded and bleary, focused on nothing but lapping up the fluids your cunt makes. he's fucking groaning against your folds, can't get enough of your sweet taste. his cock is straining to be free right now, but your pleasure takes precedence.

♡ ┆ eventually, he takes your clit into his mouth and sucks hard, tongue swirling around it as he’s making you scream. “K-Kylar!!” it fills him with a sick thrill, like he’s letting all the strangers in this damn sleazy love hotel know that he’s the one making his darling cry out with pleasure. he pulls back for a moment, a string of saliva connecting between your cunt and his lips to smirk confidently at you. “that’s it, darling, let it all out.” he says, as he’s licking a broad stripe up your pussy, “let them all hear how much you love what i’m doing to you.”

♡ ┆ the moment he sees your tits drip with milk, he unlatches his mouth from your cunt with a soft pop, halting the intense suctions for now. his eyes sparkle with curiosity and hunger, seeing you laid out on the bed with your cheeks flushed, mouth hung agape from moaning so much just does something to his fucked up brain. he wastes no time capturing a nipple into his mouth and giving a hard suck, groaning when your milk hits his tastebuds. it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted…

♡ ┆ he kneads at your tit, trying to coax more and more milk out of you as your cow ears flicker atop your head. needless to say, he’s getting off on your moans, the taste of your creaminess, and the softness of your chest… he loves it. all of this, it’s only for him and him alone. he laminates your nipple with spit using his tongue, moaning as he drinks up every last drop. keeping a hand on your pussy, he gently bites down, making you yelp, yet he also felt your cunt twitch at the action… that gives him an idea for later. he shows love to your other breast, licking up all of the milk that had been dripping off to the side as his fingers rub at your pussy, the slick sounds making his head spin. his breaths are heavy and erratic as it fans over your exposed skin, adding a layer of eroticism from his desperation being conveyed this way.

♡ ┆ finally… the moment he’d been waiting for. he releases his mouth and cups both of your heavy breasts, pressing them close together and sucking on both your nipples at the same time. wow… just like in his hentai mangas. the sensation makes you feel embarrassed, but you can’t deny how good it feels, either… as his fingers dig into your plush, large chest, he suckles, licks, and bites, doing anything to get more milk into his mouth again. some of it drips in between your chest, and it gives him a devious idea…

♡ ┆ he retreats for now, taking a finger to swipe up a drop of milk on his chin and lick it, a crazed hunger in his green eyes. he pulls down his pants and boxers… out comes his cock, blushed at the tip and leaky with pre-cum. “darling… would you be willing to hold up your chest for me, please?” he asks in a sweet voice, and you comply without question. you already knew what he was planning without him having to outright say it.

♡ ┆ he holds the sides of your breasts securely and moves up on the bed, positioning himself under your chest. you feel something hard underneath your boobs… and without further ado, Kylar thrusts his cock in. he moans so loud, breathing sooo heavily as he pistons his hips… he’s just in pure disbelief. the milk that had dripped between your chest earlier aids him in creating a slick passage between your pillowy tits. it takes him all his willpower to not immediately cum… which he inevitably fails. his cock splatters all over your chest, and a little bit gets on your face. “ah…!! i-oh no, i’m so sorry… i couldn’t help it, it just felt too good…” he pouts with a voice whinier than usual. you reassure him that it’s more than okay with a sultry smile, and you collect his cum with your fingers, licking it all up.

♡ ┆ the sight of you doing that of your own volition without him even asking to… grrr he’s going feral! and he realized you hadn’t cum once! that just won’t do. so while waiting for his cock to stiffen up again, he pulls out and lowers himself back down and thrusts a finger into your dripping entrance. he gets off on the sound of your moans, and he reaches down to take a nipple into his mouth again, the dual sensation of kylar’s suction and his finger curling inside you driving you mad. he establishes a rhythm with both actions, and it’s not long before he adds another finger into you, the squelching noises from your naughty pussy tempting him making his cock twitch back to life very quickly. as your inner walls tighten around his fingers, he searches desperately for your sweet spot while feverishly lapping up any milk from your breasts. and finally… he finds that one gummy mass inside you and just absolutely goes to town on it, making you cry out loudly. he reluctantly detached himself from your tit, and as his fingers were pressing down on your sweet spot, he held his hand firmly over your pubic mound, pressing down and quickening the pace of his fingers going in and out of you. it’s not long before you scream his name and cum on his fingers, soaking his hand in your precious nectar… not to mention your chest flowing with milk as well.

♡ ┆ he’s now hard again… and you take a moment to catch your breath. he’s too impatient this time, however, he wants to thrust into you now. you feel his cock press against your overly sensitive entrance but you manage to gently push him down onto the bed to take control of the situation. “ah ah ah. not so fast. just came, ya horndog.” you tease lightly, while kylar groans and pouts. you reach down and press a kiss to his lips, your tongues meeting each other once again as they get entangled. you taste a hint of your own milk. kylar can feel your breasts pressing up against him, the weight making him get more needy and feverish with his kissing. his breath hitches when you start grinding your cunt onto him, tip of his cock leaking with cum onto his tummy as your pussy presses down on it. your hips buck back and forth on top of him as you take control, allowing yourself to rest while keeping kylar sated.

♡ ┆ when you’re finally ready to have sex, you teasingly bounce your cunt on the tip of his cock, and you see tears in his eyes. “pc- my love, come, on, let me in, pleasepleaseplease- ah!!”

his babbling is interrupted by you finally giving him what he wants. as your velvety walls sink down onto him, threatening to overwhelm his senses, you press your breasts onto his face. “you know what to do.” you say with a flirtatious smirk. kylar immediately gets the memo, he’s been dying to do this since you first saved him. he latches onto your nipples and tugs down at your breasts while you start bouncing your pussy on his cock, the dual sensations driving you both mad.

♡ ┆ you’re expertly riding him as he whimpers helplessly beneath you, humping into him so hard the headboard slams into the wall from your passion. his mouth is overflowing with your milk like he wanted… his brain is just melting, much to your delight. your cow tail swishes behind you playfully as he grabs your plush hips and thrusts up into your movements, the sounds of your moans and wet slapping reverberating in the room.

♡ ┆ the warmth and softness of your cunt makes him wanna cum again. poor boy… he was never good at lasting long. “kylar, hold yourself back right now or else i’m pulling myself off.” you tease, but he takes that to heart and whines in disappointment. “i’ll be good… i’ll be good, pc, i promise, just please dont, ah… leave me!” you smile at him. “i’m not leaving you dummy, ever.”

neuron activation time……. his eyes widen in disbelief as affection floods his heart. he grips your hips more firmly, thrusting up into you at such an animalistic pace that the poorly constructed bed almost sounds like it'll break. the plush of your ass bounces back on his lap, and it makes him grit his teeth trying to hold back. he has a fire in his eyes, as if his life’s whole purpose now was to make you cum on his cock. he bites down on a nipple like earlier and feels your cunt clench around him. he alternates between bites and hard sucks as his hips thrust desperately upward while you struggle to keep riding him. “that’s a promise, okay? dont! ever! leave! me!” he punctuates each word with a thrust deep into your womb, hell-bent on breeding you.

♡ ┆ it’s not long before stars crowd around your eyes as you two climax together with your own loud moans, his semen flooding the depths of your warmth while your own cum coats his cock and drips down to his balls. your milk drips down your breasts again, and even though kylar is weak, he still manages to find it in himself to lick it up. as you catch your breaths, you two giggle conspiratorially, pressing your foreheads together and exchanging words of pure love and affection for one another… right before going back in for another round. you two rented out this room for an extended period of time, after all.

♡ ┆ now kylar takes whatever opportunity he can to bite and suck on your precious chest, pulling you in school closets or dark alleyways just so he can have a taste of your milk.

♡ ┆ ofc it’s not long until you both rent out a room at the hotel again, you going along with one of his crazy hentai recreations. it ends up with him on your lap and you, jerking off his sensitive cock, rubbing his pre-cum all over his shaft as he has his fill of your milk.

#saccha.txt #degrees of lewdity #dol #dol kylar #kylar the loner #kylar the loner x reader #dol kylar x reader #cow tf! reader

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angrelysimpping · 9 months

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I wish Wren had unique interactions with Cow PCs…Like Wren with a Cowgirl PC, making her sit on his lap as he wraps his hands around her large tits. Him and his friends making bets on how far he can make her squirt milk, or who can make her moo the loudest. Remy doesn’t let ANY of his employees touch his cattle; they’re ANIMALS, not fucktoys, he says, animals that just happen to be sex crazed himbos and bimbos. But she’s not one of Remy’s cattle, so she’s free reign to play with…I need this so much😩

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i......too......i too need this......oh my god.....oh my god

#🥯 anon #🥯anon #wren the smuggler #tw hybrids #cw hybrids #cow tf #f reader

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carnivorousyandeere · 2 months

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Quinn and Cow Hyrbid Reader…

#absolutely inspired by Remy and Cow TF!PC from DoL #although I think Quinn would go about things a lil differently #things that make me wish I could draw #oc Quinn #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere cw

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peachdues · 8 months

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Mayhaps some Sanemi NFSW headcanons 🤲

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA NSFW HEADCANONS

I neither regret nor apologize for how carried away I got with this.

CW: f!Reader • NSFW • MDNI • Sanemi’s oral fixation • breeding/creampie kink • switch!Sanemi • exhibitionism

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PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES

He has a silvery happy trail that begins just below his navel and runs narrow before widening just before his groin. He really likes it when you drag your tongue down it (and it's a sure way to get him panting).

Below the belt, he keeps his hair neat and trimmed -- any time you're spent gagging on a stray pubic hair is time you're not spending with your mouth around his cock, and that's just a tragedy (but he doesn't give a shit whether or not you have hair!)

Now let's get to the good part: his dick

Physically, Sanemi's cock is just like the rest of him: absolutely intimidating. You lowkey think you're going to die the first time you see it because there's just no way in hell that's going to fit without splitting you in half, right???

He's above average in length -- about a solid 6.5-7 inches when hard, but he's about 2.5 of HIS fingers in girth. When he's erect, it stands straight up, with an angry, red tip that's already leaking because the man is eager -- and not just to be in you, but cum in you, too. Whether it's your mouth or your cunt, it doesn't matter, just know you're going to be filled no matter what.

FOREPLAY

Sanemi's favorite snack might be ohagi, but after meeting you, it's your pussy.

Sanemi doesn't cow before anyone, but that man will drop to his knees for you with just a flutter of your eyelashes, head going straight between your thighs so he can have his fill of you until you're doubled over his shoulder, legs shaking so badly he has to hold you up.

His ideal day consists of you, sitting on his face, while being tongue-deep inside of your cunt. He can go at it for hours, your weight bearing down on him as your thighs cage his head, while he laps at your sweetness and wraps those sinful lips of his around your throbbing, overstimulated clit for a nice long suck.

the man is a connoisseur of cunt idk what else to say

HOW HE FUCKS YOU

Let's go over your first time together.

Though he has an incredibly high sex drive, during those first couple of times, he exerts the self-control of a Buddhist monk.

This is also because for him, sex is more than just a way to feel good (though, don't get him wrong -- it feels fucking incredible). For Sanemi, sex also means being vulnerable; it means letting someone see him without the armor of his sword, his uniform, his status as the brutal, relentless Pillar he is.

So whether it's your first time ever or just your first time with him, he's going to be gentle -- because Sanemi would rather eat and shit glass than hurt you

Like come on, the man has buried too many of his loved ones already, he ain't tryin' to bury you, too

He's moving slow and languid, barely pulling out in favor of rolling his hips into yours. Part of this is for your benefit, because he wants you to feel him, but it's also for his.

Sanemi might be balls-deep in you at the moment, but he's still a Hashira, and his observation and perception skills are sharp. He's mentally taking note of what touches and movements make you gasp and sigh, and especially those that make you dig your nails into his back, tighten your legs around him, and whimper his name.

After a couple of times together (and I mean like two MAX), buckle up, buttercup: Sanemi is now an expert in your body and he's about to educate you.

Okay, now that the first time is out of the way, let's talk Sanemi in bed overall

This man is a moaner

I'm sorry, but Sanemi Shinazugawa has never known how to keep his fucking mouth shut, so what makes you think he'd do so in bed? When your slick, tight walls are gripping him like a fucking vice? Who tf do you think he is, Tomioka??

He's also a talker -- especially the more pussydrunk he gets. Whether it's your name, how much he loves you, that he wants to marry you or get you pregnant, the man may as well be giving a sermon in his devotion to you while your eyes are rolled back in your skull, mouth half-open as he fucks every sane thought you've ever had right out of your pretty head.

The man is a switch. He's a dom in every other aspect of his life, so it's nice to let loose with his lover a bit and relax -- let someone else take control. After all, sex for Sanemi isn't just about feeling fucking fantastic, but it's also about expressing with his body what he can't with his words.

When he's on top, he's a service dom. Your pleasure is his pleasure -- so even as his cock slides in and out of you, he's still going to work. He's not cumming until you've cum at least two or three times, and even after he's done, he's still going to make you cum again. He's constantly telling you how good you are, how beautiful you look in whatever position he has you bent in, and how perfect you feel around him.

That said, he's into both overstimulating and edging you -- but he's not too mean about either.

But when Sanemi is on the bottom?

The whiniest bitch you've ever met.

He's begging you to go faster, or simply to give him more, but you love teasing him as much as he does you, so you'll alternate your pace in order to prolong his torture (but hey, it just means he cums twice as much and twice as hard in the end).

Play with his balls while you're on top and he will cum so hard he goes cross-eyed for a hot second

I feel like the fandom largely agrees Sanemi has a breeding kink, but I also thinks this translates into a creampie kink in general. Sure, he'll cum on your face, your tits, your thighs as much as you want -- but only after he's filled your greedy little cunt to its brim, and then he'll do it one more time for good measure. You're his girl, after all, so he knows you can take it.

Initially, he'd pull out every time, mostly because he didn't know how to apporach the subject of asking you whether you were okay with him finishing inside. He didn't want to assume that you were taking some sort of medication to prevent an accidental whoopsie, but while he loves the idea of getting you pregnant and having a family, he doesn't want to force that on you if it's not what you want

(local mama's boy has childhood trauma?? from his father?? it's more likely than you think)

so Sanemi continues to pull out, instead painting your stomach, your thighs, or your ass with his creamy, hot seed, even though it pains him to do so.

That is, until one night, he's pounding into you so goddamn perfectly, with your legs draped over his forearms and ass nearly resting against his thighs as he ruts into you, his weight pressing deliciously down upon you into the futon. You can tell by the way his hips are slapping against yours, making the lewd, squelching sound of your messy cunt nearly drown out your breathy whimpers, that you're close -- so, so close, but then Sanemi tenses.

"I'm 'bout to cum," he manages to grit through his teeth, his hips stuttering as he goes to pull out of your intoxicating, silken heat. Through the haze he's created in your mind, your stomach clenches as you realize you're going to lose this -- this wonderful feeling of being so warm and so full of him. Your release is close, so fucking close, and if he pulls out now, it's going to be ruined and you're so desperate to cum. Your legs lock around his backside, trying to hold him in place, and his eyes widen.

"N-no, 'Nemi, please," you start to beg, and to his bewilderment, you start tearing up, lower lip quivering because he can't pull out, not when he's making you feel so good; not when you're so fucking close.

"Shit," he groans, and his hips pick right back up slamming against you, his biceps flexing as his arms tighten around your thighs. "Shit, sweetheart, you don't have to ask me twice."

After that -- pulling out??? never heard of her.

KINK-O-CLOCK

Like I said: his biggest kink is giving you so many creampies, Hostess is thinking about offering him a job in product development

Fucking loves 69'ing, because he gets the best of both worlds -- your pussy on his face, and your mouth around his cock

Bit of a risk kink/exhibitionism kink. He likes the thrill of the risk of getting caught doing it in a place you two shouldn't be. He gets especially turned on at the thought of you having to go about your usual business while his cum is still oozing out of you.

Loves when you play with his ass but would rather be eaten by a demon than admit it.

Once, while you were on your knees in front of him, his cock jammed down your throat, you reached your hands around him to grip his ass and haul him closer. Somehow, your fingers dipped between his cheeks and the man bucked into you so hard, you almost choked.

Even though he nearly triggered your gag reflex, you were able to ignore it because the man let out a wholeass whine -- so of course, you had to do it again.

The second your index finger dipped towards his opening, he came in your mouth, and he came hard.

He likes to bite you/leave marks on you -- especially your breasts, your hips, and your inner thighs. He also enjoys when you mark him -- make sure to give him one or two on his chest, so he can display them proudly.

Truthfully, he loves when you pin him down by his wrists while riding him. Could he overpower you with a flick of his pinky finger? Yes. But something about your small hands wrapping so tightly around his while you hold him down against the bed, your hips grinding and swiveling up and down his length makes him go a little dumb in the brain.

Fun fact! You once restrained him by both his wrists and ankles and rode him and by the end of it, he looked like this:

#🍑 — requests!!#sanemi shinazugawa #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer hcs #kny #kny hcs #kny smut #demon slayer smut #sanemi smut #hashira hcs #hashira headcannons #kny sanemi #sanemi x reader #kny x reader #kny fanfic #sanemi headcanons #demon slayer headcanons

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stainedstardom · 1 year

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im back with my chad requests

youre at the party and youre dressed like a cowgirl to match chad but you have his leather man on cause we love a good leather man moment and either your ex or some random dude pops up and just wont leave you alone and youre like on the verge of tears at this point and mindy is like nuh uh get tf away and gets chads attention and chad just digs into him then you have a sweet lil kiss scene

you and your chad asks but how I love you for them.

BACK OFF

chad meeks martin x reader!!

parties were supposed to be fun, especially this one. its a Halloween party and what did you do? you matched with chad as a cow girl, he was a cow boy, it only made sense.

however you had his lettermen on to show people that even during Halloween you were his and would always be his. he liked to see it on you and you liked to wear it, it was almost a reward for just simply being his girlfriend.

"hey im going to get a drink , do you want anything?" chad asked you from behind, his hands were on your waist and you turned your head to look at him

"just a water thanks babe" you said as you leaned up and kissed him, he kissed you back with a smile on his face before he walked away.

"god youre so in love its gross, I'm going to find anika" mindy said as she walked away. you leaned against the wall as you looked around,

"y/n y/'l/n is that you?" you heard and you turned your head to see your ex boyfriend making his way over to you

"hey sean" you said uncomfortably

"hey, how have you been?" he asked as he looked you up and down with a smirk on his face.

"im fine and how are you?" you just wanted him to leave

"im good, you know i miss you a lot. we should hang out soon" he said and he put his hand on your shoulder

"dont touch me" you said as you shoved his hand off of your shoulder and he laughed.

"okay come on y/n, you know you miss me" he exclaimed and you shook your head

" i am so better off without you" you told him and he sucked his teeth.

"you dont mean that" he faught. you looked around where was chad?

"youre not getting out of this baby, just accept this" he tried to lean in but chad showed up after mindy had told him that someone was harassing you and wouldn't leave you alone. chad walked over and shoved him off you

"back off fuckface" he stated and sean looked at chad who looked down at you in worry.

"are you okay?" he asked as he looked you over.

"yeah yeah im okay" you told him and sean scoffs.

"hey man, i didnt know she had a boyfriend. she came onto me" sean said and chad turned to look at him

"i suggest you walk away before i beat the shit out of you and no one stops me" chad said as he stared into seans eyes. sean looked at the ground and walked away

"are you sure youre okay?" he asked and you nodded

"i promise im okay. im just happy you showed up at the right time" you told him and he smiled

"I am too" he said and he leaned in as he kissed you and you kissed him back.

he had you and thats what made you feel safe. he had you

a/n: BOYFRIEND CHAD

#chad meeks martin angst #chad meeks martin x you #chad meeks martin x y/n #chad meeks martin x reader #chad meeks martin #mason gooding #scream 6 #scream #scream fanfic

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joelsflannel · 4 months

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merry christmas, cariño

or joelsflannel presents: a frankie morales christmas

masterlist

pairing: frankie morales x wife!reader rating: absolute tooth-rotting fluff warnings/tags: husband!frankie, dad!frankie, frankie is a girl dad and I stand by that, very fluffy, morales family christmas, kaleigh uses lots of words to say not that many things, blink and you'll miss it barely a reference to TF canon events, not one but TWO sets of big, brown, baby cow eyes, no mentions of religion or anything outside of presents and santa. reader has no specified appearance, pictures are included for aesthetic purposes only. word count: 351 (she's just a baby, your honor) summary: mom and dad get woken up for presents ofc.

A/N: merry pedromas @frenchiereading!! surprise, I'm your pedrostories secret santa and I hope you enjoy your moodboard as much as I enjoyed making it. I couldn't help myself at the thought of christmas girl dad!frankie so I had to write a little blurb. It's a little cheesy but hey, 'tis the season ❤️🎄

dividers by the amazing @saradika

Peaceful. The morning starts out peaceful, the comforting weight of Frankie’s arm holding you impossibly close as the light begins to shine through the curtains. The soft sounds of snores and a smell so warm, inviting, and uniquely Frankie fills your senses and provide a soothing soundtrack for the start of the day. Turning in his grip, you can’t help but admire the sleeping face of your husband. Tracing a gentle finger over the scruff of his jaw with an almost reverent gaze. The way his mouth parts slightly and the ever-present worry lines between his eyebrows fade with the warm embrace of sleep. The peace doesn’t last long, replaced by the sound of small feet pattering down the hall and sweet giggles growing closer before the door swings open.

“Mama! Daddy! He came, he came!” The excitement in your daughter’s voice is enough to stir Frankie’s sleeping form, his arms tightening around you one last time before sitting up. His sleepy eyes sparkle in a way that melts your heart into a puddle. The perfect father, the way he grabs hold of his little girl and litters her small face with kisses, matching brown eyes caught in a battle of who can out puppy dog eye who. After a few minutes of laughter and your daughter deciding that you make a great tickle target (read: your daughter begging to go downstairs to unwrap her presents from Santa), you finally make your way downstairs. Spoiler alert: her puppy dog eyes win every time.

It’s been a long year, one made exponentially better by the warmth brought by your little family. The little giggles, the sound of wrapping paper being torn open to reveal months of hard work met with bright eyes, the feeling of Frankie’s arms wrapping around you as the two of you curl up on the couch and watch your daughter play with her new toys. She’s completely entranced by them, only tearing her attention away to look up every now and then with a “Mama, Daddy, look!!” that warms your heart in a way that no fire could hold a candle to.

“Merry Christmas, Santa.” you turn your head to look up at Frankie, those strong arms tightening as your eyes meet his. He shakes his head with a laugh before pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, “Merry Christmas, cariño.”

#pedrostories #pedrostoriesgift23 #frankie morales #frankie morales moodboard #dad!frankie #husband!frankie #morales family christmas card #christmas moodboard #triple frontier #frankie catfish morales #frankie morales is the loml thank you very much #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x f!reader #frankie morales fic #frankie morales fluff #frankie morales christmas #frankie morales x wife!reader

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subskz · 4 months

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FEFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

my beautiful angelic prince....

I need a royal au with him so bad dude I'm gonna learn all about uh aristocracy or whatever tf so I can write him as the beautiful prince who finds reader [REDACTED] one of the [REDACTED] and grows so flustered that he [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [CAR CRASHING SOUNDS] [TRAIN HORN] [CAR HONKS] [COWS MOO AS A WHOLE STAMPEDE RUNS ALONG] [GLASS SHATTERING]

I'm so in love with him dude..... I need to like tackle him into the snow and smooch him all over his beautiful fucking face while we giggle about nothing together EEEEEEE

angelic snow prince fefe ♡ did you see the pics he sent on bbl…the one w his snow heart got me so bad he’s so cute 😭 and the shot of his coat flying so elegantly in the wind!! it makes me think of sneaking out into the garden w prince felix late at night to watch the first snow of the winter together! and he looks so ethereal w the delicate snowflakes dusting his hair and eyelashes as his big, gleaming eyes watch them fall w a look of pure wonder on his face

falling into the snow laughing abt nothing together…i can just heard his high-pitched, uncontrollable giggles ㅠㅠ u just watch him fondly as he rolls around making snow angels bc he is your snow angel~

maybe poor prince lix has never gotten to have fun like this after being stuck in the castle all his life w no companions…so you teach him all sorts of ways to have fun 😽

#ask #catboy anon #💌 lixie

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m-ayo-o · 3 months

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ya told me to keep talking about cow hybrid reader, well here I am lol. (still not the og og poster but I sent in the last one :D)

I feel like it would add some ✨spice✨ if cow hybrid girl had a complex about being megumis? Like allll the other hybrids are like, okay yea, I'm a pet, i'm a companion, I love my master!! but cow hybrid girl is like,,, I'm supposed to be on a farm, I'm supposed to work, it's shameful that I'm here? Like just societal roles have made her insecure about not being in her proper "place" in society, shes not a proper pet. And Megumi's just like, tf? you my girl, I own you, but above all, I'll take care of you. But it's why she's so shy about her milkly udders and all that. She just doesn't think she deserves the fluff Gumi gives her. And like imagine if someone told her that she should have a bull instead and be at a farm being bred, the 'you don't belong here' typa stuff, and that just opens up so many possibilities for fluff and comfort, but also for Megumi to show her how much he cares by fucking the shit outta her and that he can breed her just fine lol

Sorry it was a lot!! but I just had thoughts i wanted to share, and i like the different dynamic. :)))

ommmggg this adds such a sweet dynamic to the cow cutie thank uuuu 🥺🥺🥺

yes and maybe she can't get over how well her owner treats her, because it's so much better than when she was on the farm, leaving her feeling like a burden sometimes :s

+ i kno i try to keep reader descriptions on the dl but would she be a bit chubbier? maybe have biiiiggg boobs that she's sort of embarrassed of?

[i feel like although i don't look like that i could still relate lol]

#its ok make yourself at home #welcome to the inbox #get cosy #choose an emoji if you'd like~#em.chats #hybrid reader #hybrid girl #cow hybrid #megumi x hybrid #megumi imagine #🐮

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fullonfandomindulgence · 1 year

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The Same People (2/5)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Drive folder - AO3

In which Mob has asked out Tsubomi and some other things start happening.

Click for bigger images. Notes and ID below.

notes: im sowwy the art on part 1 is so janky. i mean. jankier than this. i wanted to get it tf out to hold myself accountable for finishing the rest. might redo it eventually but right now onto 3 and 4! i promise there will be more jokes. and more locations than < < trees > >. im tryna let tsubomi be the weirdo i know she is. am i stretching believability how long mob stayed in the park before going back to reigen and dimple?? who cares. uh, lemme know if u like this, or if u have constructive criticism, i could use the feedback

ID: Four black and white comics pages about characters from Mob Psycho 100.

Page 1:

Tsubomi's head and torso are centered in an otherwise empty panel. She is hunched and her body is turned away, but she's looking straight at the reader, head tilted, a rueful smile on.

In the same view, Tsubomi straightens and puts her hands on her hips, leaning her head back. She tilts it to one side and looks down her nose at the reader, brow furrowed, mouth closed and wide.

Tsubomi centers her head, closes her eyes, straightens her arms, and suddenly (motion lines) claps her hands to the sides of her thighs in exaggerated formality.

She quickly (motion lines) bows. "I'm sorry, Mob. I've never thought about you that way."

Page 2:

Tsubomi and Mob are both visible in front of black silhouetted trees, Tsubomi leaning forward coming out of her bow, Mob leaning forward in dismay. Tsubomi looks blankly to one side and thinks, "I mean maybe when I was like, nine." Mob thinks, "But what about when we were nine??"

Over Tsubomi's shoulder, Mob looks cowed. Tsubomi is unhappy but frank, eyelids low, eyebrows high. "We've barely talked in, three years? We're not the same people we were." Mob: "Yeah…" Tsubomi: "I don't know you. I thought…"

An empty panel except for Tsubomi's head and shoulders occupying one side. She looks away, brow folded.

Tsubomi again looks down her nose at Mob, head tilted back and to the side, but this time smiling knowingly, arms spread out. Beside her is a damaged tree, wounded in two places. "I mean you're proud you did it though, right?"

Tsubomi's open hand is in close-up, and behind it Mob looking on. His eyes are empty. He is concerned.

Page 3:

Mob remains concerned and uncertain. "I--even if you don't want to uh, go, out, I'm still sad you're leaving."

Tsubomi sags. We look up at her as she and the trees twist away. "Yeah… I dunno."

Tsubomi's head and shoulders are upside down. She is facing away. Trees form abstract black stripes. The panel border is gone. "It'll be nice to have a change."

Mob's head and shoulders are in front of a bare tree with lots of small branches and twigs. He looks down.

Then a closeup of Mob's eye as he squints. "You waited for me here. Through the whole storm…"

The view zooms out, looking at Mob and Tsubomi from above. The trees are bent, leaves fly through the air, and Tsubomi's hair is blown back. Mob, standing tall, looks at Tsubomi, hunched and looking away.

Page 4:

The view is from underneath Mob and at an odd angle. Leaves ruffle around him. Mob says, concerned, "You must be pretty disappointed that I invited you here just to ask you out like everyone else."

A tiny panel. Mob is a black silhouette facing Tsubomi, who looks up from her head tilted away.

Tsubomi faces the reader, the otherwise empty panel framing her head and upper torso. In sadness her eyebrows are knit, her lower eyelids are up, and her mouth is small. "Yeah."

She shrugs.

Mob is in the same view, facing the reader. He leans to the side. There is a flower on his head. A petal has fallen off and is drifting away.

End ID.

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #comics #fanart #mp100 fanart #mp100 finale #mob psycho 100 season 3 #tsubomi takane #shigeo kageyama #mob shigeo #kageyama shigeo #fan comic #id in description #id in desc

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inkyquince · 1 year

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Commission: Remy’s Journal

Content warning. Non to Dubcon, Cow TF, male reader, Remy is a cockslut and a liar even in his own diary. Based somewhat on this QKS. This was a kofi commission for @letstalktea! Thank you so much!

There was an in-joke around the estate that had become a universal law. Remy’s Journal was the one book in the entire town that was filled with the most detailed truth known to man or beast. Every new bull, every new cow, their measurements were taken and written down. How much milk they produced. How fat their tits were, how hefty their cock was. Everything down to each freckle, mole or scar. Wren always joked that you could play Guess Who with it and would win each time, just from how detailed it all was.

Remy found all the whispers about his beloved notebook quite… Humorous. It earned a small, upwards flick of his lips but that was it. It was indeed the truth, that his written word was nothing but the truth.

…

Entry 147.

The newest bull is very well endowed, with genitals that show great promise to provide cream. Sadly, the reason we have no samples in the cylinders that we send out to samplers to taste and rate, was because he was simply too worried to perform in front of me, but since it’s his first week, we’re instead going to give him time to become accustomed to his new life before seeing how much we can sample with the untrained bull.

“You’re quite a pretty thing for a bull, aren’t you?” Remy murmured, low and throaty, excitement barely hidden in his voice.

You could only moo, your thighs shaking in the strange contraption he had trapped you in. Your human brain could faintly remember when your class went on a field trip to a farm and you lagged behind to watch a poor cow-girl be trapped in a weird insemination cage and this… Big, hung guy walked behind her and started to press into her. You were quickly yanked away, but no one was here to save your poor eyes… Or your poor body now.

His gloved hand was…. Was molesting you. The moment he saw you, there was some weird hunger in his eyes, something you saw from old perverts on the bus and one of your teachers, even your friend, but you were trapped. Trapped and transformed with a tail and ears and… And that monstrous thing between your legs, your cock having swelled to such a huge degree that it didn’t feel real, seeing it brushing your thighs.

Remy was just slowly stroking it, staring as precum beaded at the slit, only tearing his eyes away to close them and to press his face into your balls, deeply inhaling your musk. It felt wrong, so fucking wrong. You had only masturbated from time to time, and now there was this… This pervert, sniffing your fucking cock while his own was tented against his riding trousers.

The cylinders Remy had brought into the private section of the barn were abandoned on the table, the chart left askew and forgotten about.

You’re only human. You do cum eventually… Which he greedily drinks down, his throat bobbing as he stuffs your cock down his throat, moaning softly into your skin. The wet sound of your swollen erection lodged in his mouth was making you moo pitifully, to which he just petted you, breathing over your neck, the smell of cum dizzying as his lips pressed against your ear.

“You’re going to be my fucking star.”

Entry 166

Bull 55 is still quite shy, despite all the time spent in the barn and all the personalised help I’ve been attempting to give him. He doesn’t seem comfortable with mounting the dummy, but has begun to favour human touch to milk him. Results of the amounts may be tarnished due to the Bull’s movements while orgasming.

“C’mon,” Remy whispered against your ear, as you mooed pitifully, his finger squishing your balls tightly, fondling them like gems. “Fuck it slow, and steady.”

He watches you uselessly hump the translucent dummy, precum dribbling as your cock was being squeezed tightly, almost strangled by the false “pussy”. You fucked awkwardly, like a virgin, something that made Remy’s stomach flip with excitement, eyes fixated on your poor throbbing balls before flitting to the sight of your stuck erection. The fat of your hefty cock was practically tearing at the fleshlight, the seam beginning to split, spilling over the plastic. Remy could feel drool pooling on his tongue at the sight.

Fuck, you were magnificent.

“You’re going to be perfect for breeding and milking soon. Look at that.” Even with his admiring tone, he began to scowl at the thought of letting you mount just any cow in his barn.

With a sigh at the irritating thought, he opened the valve in the stomach of the dummy, letting the precum that’s pooled safely inside of it, drip out into the cylinder he finally remembered to use. He was supposed to put it safely to the side but became transfixed by the sight of the mixture of precum and thick, warm cum inside of it.

Almost hypnotised, he dipped his gloved fingers into it, swirling it around before tucking it into his mouth, sighing with satisfaction at the taste. Before he knew it, he had drunk down most of it, dragging his tongue over the cum painting his upper lip. Entry 176

I’m beginning to have doubts about how well Bull 55 will take to breeding. Extremely shy and seems to shy away from any cows. We might just have to keep him for milking but it’s such a shame that he can’t breed like he was meant to. It’s a wasted opportunity.

“Fuck.” Remy moaned, loud enough for some of the other cows to twitch in their sleep and moo softly.

He crammed his own fingers into his mouth, trying to muffle his sounds as he drools uselessly. Your cock was just… So good. Such a pent up bull, now desperately trying to fuck into his barely loosened ass. Your fat balls were smacking against his ass as you mooed helplessly, eyes rolled back as your cock was finally snug and tight in such a warm body.

Remy has been edging you for days now, and watched you desperately nose at the thighs of some of the really pretty, soft, fluffy cow-girls who mooed eagerly and gave the all clear for you to mount, before you were roughly pulled off.

All of the “breeding” sessions Remy had booked with you, just had the poor cow-girl trapped in one of the side pens as he played with your cock endlessly, sucking at your fat balls, licking at the beading precum, rubbing the shaft against his cheek so he could breath your musk in deeply. He refused to let you cum. Let you cry out and kick your feet in frustration as he let go of your cock and watched you attempt to buck your hips, with a whine.

It was torture. The way the cow-girl obviously wanted to be mounted by you, pushing her nose against the gate of her penn, but Remy had become possessive over you. No one was allowed to touch you, even if you needed it. No one but him.

It was utterly worth it.

The way you rutted and rubbed against his ass the moment he got on his hands and knees, urging for you to be a good bull, a good bull who should finally get a taste of a hole. His wonderful virgin bull, after being trained to fuck sex doll and his hand, now ready to finally find bliss in your well earned orgasm.

His knees ached as you rutted into your master, mooing wetly into his neck as Remy’s fucked open, exactly how he needs it. Fuck, he knew he was going to do this the moment he saw you. Pliable, hung bull, ready to be trained how to fucked until he can’t breath. He’s needed this for so long, and tasting your cum and letting you fuck his throat and hand has barely been tiding him over.

Entry 200

Bull 55 has escaped, probably into the meadow, or into the moor. The men have searched along with the dogs but they have yet to find any trace of him. This is greatly disappointing, as well as poor timing, as Harper had come in the night before to hypnotise the bull into being able to mount and breed, since my reports have shown his wariness to do so.

You were so fucking perfect, tucked into your little tartan blanket, fat cock dripping as Remy felt your cum dribble slowly from his fucked out hole.

Remy had fully thrown out everything in his attic,which was connected to his master bedroom. He couldn’t take the chance of Harper succeeding in his mission to make you into a breeding bull. There would be no reason to keep you away from the cows then. So instead, you were only meant for his eyes, kept snug and warm in your little room.

He gave a lazy smile, and leaned down to start slowly jacking your cock again, rousing you again from your nap. He was yet to feel fully sated, and he needs his favourite little bull boy to fix that.

#commission #tea the beloved #remy the farmer #nsft #quincewrites #dol #degrees of lewdity #can you tell #inky is alive #and that the march on march has revitalised dead inkster

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brandogenius · 3 months

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Can you do one thats like a combo of jb x reader with unsupportive parents and bg x younger artist where younger artist!reader gets kicked out but also gets a new apartment in la to start a new life so it’s bittersweet and the boys help you move in? also LOVEEEE your fics💕

‼️RPF‼️

BLURB - the boys & young artist! - unsupportive parents

the boys don’t from from you in while. all three of them growing worried since you were very since in the group chat. finally getting a hold of you at one night maybe like a week later you explain the story

at first the boys were mad at you for not replying but once realising that you were kicked out, had nowhere to stay, no phone to charge aka replying to messages they understood.

they were also a bit upset you didn’t come to them. “i didn’t want to burden or annoy you” which caused the boys to get more upset. mainly due to the fact they thought you didn’t trust them enough. “you know you can come to us for anything right kid?”

you weren’t used to living on your own so the boys offered to temporarily move in with you until it felt right. whether that was a week or a couple of months. especially with what was going on, they didn’t want you to be on your own anyway

“guys i promise i’m fine-“ (no you weren’t stop lying to yourself tf)

“just a couple of days at most kid. sleepover with the oldies.” they help you move your stuff in. decorating the house the way YOU want it.

going out shopping for furniture with lucy. ikea maybe? hauling supplies and shit into the back of the car as both of you build a couch and table with chairs for the day. phoebe and julien going shopping for paint and home decoration supplies

i feel like each in their own way it’s a little bonding moment between you and the boys. shopping with lucy while both of you discuss amongst yourselves which couch looks nicer with the interior.

“this one looks nice” lucy running her hands over the soft leather of the couch “would look nice with the coloured walls” you agreeing. lucy helping put the stuff in the trolly (bare with me i haven’t been to ikea before ‼️)

both of you setting up the supplies in the empty room. getting down to business. “let me take the hammer- i’m afraid you’d chop your fingers off”

lucy ending up doing all the hammering and nail work as you sit there and hold stuff in place. it’s not that she doesn’t trust you it’s just… you’re quite accident prone but thats ok!

another bonding moment with phoebe going home supply shopping. she knows what you like and what you dislike so it’s easy to find. running down the isle with fake flowers like “these would look so cute!!” and add them to the trolly without your opinion.

debating on weather this purple cute cow print cushion is cuter or this pastel colourful rainbow rainbow. both liking the both but ultimately doing beads or tails in the store to find out what wins

you putting both in the trolly anyway.

with jb however. i can view the two of you painting your bedroom. say pb and lucy are gone to get lunch for all of you so you and jb are painting the bedroom.

jules going like “you know if you need anyone to talk to you can come to me and the boys right?” it’s so sudden but has you crying in sibling issues. it’s very sweet but also a bit sad.

“i know.. i just don’t wanna annoy you all” and jb is like “nonsense. wouldn’t be annoying anyone. we’re all friends here right?” and you’re nodding your head agreeing “then there’s no need to be worried”

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yan-sideblog · 2 years

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Could we possibly get the boys reactions to a feral/gremlin reader? (Meme quotes, etc.)

(NOTE: I'm basically meme illiterate and don't speak feral so i apologize in advance 🤣).

Jack

He's honestly confused by alot of the things they say/do but doesn't mind it all to much.

After all if his sunshine is happy then he's happy.

Though he is mildly concerned when they yell at bugs they find in the apartment with the batman voice.

"WHO SENT YOU! WHOOOOO!!!"

"Sunshine you know that really isn't good for your throat.".

He laughs at references he doesn't even understand due to their sheer enthusiasm.

Alan

This poor man has no idea what they're talking about ever.

Even when they explain what memes their referencing it usually just leaves him more confused.

It's like 'what kind of human being would even think of making that?'.

"Doe eyes what does big chingus mean?"

"It's an art thing someone made of a morbidly obese bugs bunny."

". . . . . what?"

Have mercy on this poor man Y/N he's lived in the woods the past 7 years.

Ren

Honestly out of the four he's the most likely to get what tf is going on.

If it's something his angel is interested he'll fo whatever he can to learn all he can about it.

Becomes an total expert in anime based memes. Especially the more relationship based ones.

"You know angel most people collect waifu's from anime."

"Huh?"

"But i collect anime from my waifu ❤."

He can be cringe but it's cute.

Peter

The one thing he gets confused the most over is them using other words/phrases when describing something.

He has a journal dubbed "darling wordd" where he lists what they say and what it means they're referring to.

Phonecall "Hey Darling I'm at the store. Need me to pick up anything?"

"Laundry sauce, pain salt, cow juice, chicken fetuses & ghost broccoli."

Flipping through journal "detergent, sour sanding sugar, milk, eggs & cauliflower. Got it.".

He loves them he really does, but sometimes he can't help thinking 'why are they like this?'.

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tomatoswup · 1 year

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141 and Tacos [Headcanons]

Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo Parra

Whilst 141 and you are on a quick break through the streets of Mexico, do you spot a fairly sized taco stand on the side of the sidewalk. Eat up! What kind of tacos would 141 like?

A/N: Y'all can't tell me 141 DIDN'T eat any mexican food during their time in Mexico cause i knOW they were starving goDDAMN,,, Also this was written with a reader with Mexican origin or relation in mind, so take that as you will.

also first post on this blog ★

warnings: none unless you don't like the description of cow tongue or somethin' :)

Price

This man loves the good ol' classic Tacos De Carne

Asks the poor vendor to pour a ungodly amount of onions ontop because's who's gonna stop him cmon now,,

also he's british,,,

Rudy kinda looks at him like 'Damn does the man like onions this much?'

Fell in LOVE with the salsa verde although he had a stroke at first

Orders 10 tacos de carne and a quesadilla because he's about "variety"

After his first time eating them, he craves tacos a bit more after finishing missions.

That one dude that puts hella avocado in his tacos

No like literally the poor tortilla is gonna pop open

"..."

"What?"

"Price your taco is gonna literally fucking explode.."

Instead of killing enemies, Price is killing these poor tacos

He still eats them in peace tho 🫶

Soap

Soap's a bit more of the daring/curious one

So he tries the Tacos de Lengua first since you offer one to those who dared eat it because you're pretty sure none of the 141 members (excluding Alejandro and Rudy) have tasted cow tongue before.

Cringed at first when he took the first bite tbh

The texture was something that threw him wayyy off

Like who tf thought putting cow tongue in tacos was a good idea??

But as he slowly started taking it in, it actually tasted...good?

The meat was soft and chewy but it oddly felt comforting?

Quickly found himself to actually like the tacos and orders 5 more from the vendor.

Asks if your mother makes them, and if you say yes, he WILL ask for an invite.

"IS THIS WHAT YOU LIVE WITH?? YOU'VE EATEN THIS YOUR WHOLE LIFE?!"

croaked at the salsa roja though, started tearing up a lil`,, it's ok tho you pat his back as he chugs water.

Gaz

i will die with the headcannon that gaz is as gen.z as he can be

Orders Tacos de Birria because he remembered Rodolfo talking about eating some for lunch.

He also remembers seeing people cook them on his insta feed so

Likes the greasiness to them tbh

AND THE CHEESE PULL HE GOT WHEN HE TOOK THAT FIRST BITE? JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL THIS MAN IS IN HEAVEN

His leg gave out as he finished his first taco

you know the lil birria juice they give yall in a lil bowl? Stained.

His fingers are drenched and shi

50 napkins by his plate as he eats ong

Ate 4 before he tapped out

Will chug a coke and a water after so his arteries don't feel as clogged tho

This poor man is in a food coma at the lil picnic table by the stand by how full he got with only 4 of those tacos.

"Ayo where's Gaz?"

Gaz: -Sprawled out on the picnic table seat with his eyes closed-

"Oh fuck he's dead-"

"I lived bitch."

Ghost

Was very hesitant to taste tacos out in the streets at first because damn his paranoia does get ahead of him :(

But after everyone tries them, he tries to give them a shot

Didn't like the tacos de lengua because of the texture

And the tacos de birria were too greasy for him (but if he would've totally ate them after drinking though)

But damn, looking at the pastor slowly rotate on the vertical rotisserie did make it look really appetizing...

No regrets

Really likes the tad of sweetness added to the flavor because of the pineapple added

Ghost really loves meat so when he watched the vendor pack the tortilla with pastor, he knew he was in for a ride.

Orders quite a bit,, like 7 (or more if he's really hungry)

Faces away from yall to eat so you guys couldn't see his reaction but damn, that empty plate tells stories..

Alejandro

Being born in Mexico got it perks ngl

And being in Special Forces allows him to travel all around the Mexican states.

So he's tried alot of taco varieties

But his heart and soul will always be with Barbacoa straight from his momma's home OR from Las Almas.

Either in tacos or with a full plate of rice and frijoles puercos he will FUCK THEM UP.

Plate cleared and EVERYTHING

He loves eating them when he's homesick :(

Lives by salsa roja,, and throughout these headcannons I'm not talking about the salsa only made with tomatoes,, I'm talking about it being made with them red hot ass chiles.

The butt on fire kinda salsa roja

Drinks one corona whilst eating

But also waters that down with a cold water righttt after 😌

Rodolfo

Another classic,, Loves the crunch of the tacos de chicharron ♡

Like Alejandro, he pours an crazy ass amount of salsa roja on top

And lemon, lots of lemon on top,,

Soap and Ghost watch him in curiosity and fear as he drenched his tacos red

You give him props fr fr

Always drinks a Jarrito de Tamarindo with his tacos, like a baller~

Orders like 5 normally and like 1 taco de chorizo on the side :P

Just as a palette cleanser, but besides tacos de chicharron, he also likes the taste of tacos de lengua

But tbh it just depends on how he's feeling

Likes his onions cooked and put on the side so he can just plain right eat them.

And righttt after he's done eating everything, he grabs another Jarrito as a finisher :D

#cod headcanons #mw2 x reader #cod imagine #mw2 headcanons #task force 141 #captain price headcanons #price headcanons #soap mctavish #soap headcanons #alejandro headcanons #rodolfo headcanons #modern warfare headcanons #call of duty headcanons #cod mw2 #simon riley cod #simon riley #ghost cod #ghost headcanons

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angrelysimpping · 1 year

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do u maybe think it’d be possible to get,,m! remy with a sweet cattle pc who really likes cuddling and sitting in his lap but theyre always too scared to ask or take the initiative,, idk maybe it takes an nsfw turn but that’s really up 2 u,,

DoL Relationships; AMAB Remy (he/him); GN Reader (you/your); hybrids; cow tf; milk talk but no straight-up lactation; dry humping; is Remy maybe too soft? perhaps; I wanna say Reader probably has Stockholm Syndrom; Reader refers to Remy as ‘Master’

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Cold.

That's your first thought as you wake, groggily rubbing at your eyes as you struggle to sit up in a bed of hay. You're cold.

You can't remember the last time you were cold, the sun constantly warming your back as you roamed the fields. Even on bitter winter nights, you were warm, tucked up in the barn.

You're not in the fields now. Nor the barn. You're in a small, windowless stone room, one you have vague memories of. You’ve been here before, you think. You shrink in on yourself as you start to remember the last time you were here. You’d been bad then. Had fought with some of the farmhands and passed out.

You didn’t do that anymore. You still ducked out of the farmhand’s reach, but you didn’t fight, you didn’t push yourself too hard. You didn’t want to spoil your milk or upset your Master Remy.

A burly man stands next to the doorway, holding the only source of light: a flaming torch. You shudder under his gaze, your tail twisting around you to cover your crotch. Light from the flickering flame cast shadows over his face, making his expression unreadable, but you recognize him. He's tried slipping into your stall before. Master Remy doesn't like when the farmhands do that, but it's happened more than once.

Shuffling away from the man, you try to put as much distance between you as you can in the cramped room. You end up with your back pressed against the cold wall as you keep your eyes on him. He chuckles at your blatant distrust, taking a menacing step forward before freezing as a sound comes from the doorway.

Soft light slowly illuminates a set of steep stone stairs as someone descends them holding a lantern.

You perk up as you recognize your Master as he comes into view. You want to run to him, but hold yourself back. Your Master doesn’t like you being overly affectionate with him, not when there are others around.

Since accepting your place in the herd, you’ve been rather affectionate with Remy. Nuzzling into his hand whenever he'd pet you. Followed his every order with a sweet smile and a moo. He thinks it's cute. He might have even given you a little extra attention from time to time. Maybe even spent some of his precious little free time looking out over the fields, watching you laze in the sun.

What does it matter, really? He doesn't think it could hurt anyone, in the grand scheme of things.

It’s not uncommon for the beasts to get attached to him. He’s their Master, after all. He keeps them safe and well-fed. But none of them are half as affectionate as you. Some of his farmhands have been saying that Remy’s going soft, letting you get so attached. They’re careful not to let Remy overhear, not unless they want to find out if he's just as willing to use his whip on his employees as he is on the cattle.

With you being such a docile, obedient beastie, it was a surprise when the farmhands came to him, saying you had passed out in the fields. What did you get yourself into? Cattle don’t just pass out for no reason, after all.

But he’d looked you over from toe to tip and you seemed fine. Mostly. A few bruises on your thighs in the shape of hands gave him pause, but that's something to look into later.

With a wave of his hand, Remy dismisses the burly man. The moment the man leaves, you relax, rushing to Remy's side. Another thing to look into, perhaps.

Remy runs a hand over your hair, “Gave us quite the fright.”

Your ears droop, but you still press into his touch. You don't like upsetting your Master Remy, don't like the crease between his brows or how the corners of his mouth twitch into a frown.

"Found you passed out in the fields, a stress response." You shiver as he focuses on the spot behind your ear. “You need to stop worrying. You’re safe here. I thought you knew that.”

You nod, giving a soft moo.

Remy sighs, glancing over to the door. He probably shouldn’t do this, but you’re such a good beastie and you always give so much milk. He could explain it away easily under those pretenses, though he knows a pair of blonds who would give him never-ending shit if they found out.

Weighing the pros and cons, Remy finally caves, sitting in the hay bed and pulling you into his lap. You sigh, content as you make yourself comfortable in your Master’s lap. It’s rare that your Master is so overly affectionate with you. Even though you crave his attention, you always wait for him to give the much-coveted affections of his own accord.

You make yourself comfortable in his lap; press into him and inhale as deeply as possible. He smells good. He always smells good. Crisp and clear. Grass and apples and leather and musk. Remy laughs, the sound making your heart flutter.

“Silly beast,” he mutters, continuing to pet you as you relax into him. “Maybe you’re too delicate for the fields.”

You stiffen, confused at what he means. Too delicate for the fields? Would he get rid of you? A tiny sound of panic escapes you as you try to press closer to your Master. You don’t want him to get rid of you. There was a time, long ago, when you raged against him. Not anymore. You can't imagine a life without him now.

Remy chuckles at your distressed whine, easily manhandling you so you’re sitting with your back to his chest. You let out a startled moo as your Master’s hands stroke over your thighs, one gloved hand cupping your sex.

You squirm, trying to turn to give Remy a questioning look. You can't. Remy keeps you still in his lap, back firmly pressed against his solid chest.

“Relax, pretty,” Remy coos, hot breath making your soft ear twitch. “You’re safe here.”

Melting into your Master’s touch, you forget your worries as his skilled fingers brush over your groin. You can’t remember if your Master has ever milked you by hand before. Surely you would remember something like that, right?

Gradually, Remy’s movements become more pointed, making you squirm in his lap. A strong arm wraps around your middle, keeping you from moving too much, from chasing your own pleasure, as he toys with you.

"M-My milk?"

Remy hums in acknowledgment, pulling his hand away from your groin and holding it out in front of you. There’s something strange about seeing your fluids, your milk, on your Master’s gloved hand.

“Don’t worry silly thing, I won’t waste a single drop of your precious milk.”

Remy brings his hand to his mouth, licking the leather clean.

Watching his slender fingers disappear past his lips, your stomach does a flip. For a second, it feels like you're going to combust from that sight alone. You sit stock still, hardly daring to breathe, heat burning through you as he withdraws his fingers from his mouth, glove dragging on his bottom lip, saliva glistening on the leather.

The farmer chuckles at your dazed expression, your mouth slightly agape. Before you can collect yourself, he drags his fingers over your lips before pressing in. You don’t think, sucking on the digits without a second thought.

“Good beastie.”

You hum around his fingers at his praise.

Remy swears under his breath, cock pressing against his trousers uncomfortably as you moan low, tongue-twisting around his fingers. The arm he’s had wrapped around your middle now shifts, allowing him to tuck his hand between your thighs and resume his earlier attention while keeping your mouth preoccupied.

It’s not long before you’re bucking into Remy’s hand, milk coating his palm as you moan around his fingers. You’re very, very close to your peak, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes as you try to get that last little bit you need to go over the edge.

Remy moves forward, manhandling you until you’re on your hands and knees, his chest pressing against your back, fingers still firmly tucked in your mouth and hand between your legs. He’s breathing heavily as rocks forward experimentally, grinding against your ass. Your tail thrashes violently, adding to the friction, and making him shudder. It’s with a hazy mind that he brushes his lips against your shoulder before biting down, muffling his own groans as he starts to rut against you in earnest.

It’s too much. Your Master’s teeth in your skin, his scent surrounding you, his hand between your legs, his hips meeting your ass, his cock rutting against you. All of it, too much. Too deliciously much.

You cum, milk gushing into Remy’s hand and painting the floor. Normally you’d be held upright by the milking machines during something like this, your arms going weak with the intensity of your orgasm. The only thing that keeps you from crumpling to the floor is your Master, one strong arm wrapped around your middle and the other across your chest, as he holds you tight, continuing to rut against you.

Idly, you continue to suck on your Master’s fingers, basking in the afterglow of your high. Remy stills behind you, pressing against you, hips twitching as he reaches his own end.

He stays pressed against you like that for a moment before sitting back on the hay bed, careful of your mess, and pulling you back into his lap. You let out a soft whine as he pulls his fingers from your mouth, the sound quickly dying as he cups the side of your head, pressing your face against his chest as he holds you.

It’s a solid minute of silence in the small stone room, the only sound Remy’s labored breathing as he tries to collect himself. He had only meant to milk you, to calm you in a way. Not…do all that. Or this, keeping you here with your head pressed to his chest.

The small amount of anger in him building at the situation flickers out as he glances down at you, eyes shut and a sweet smile on your lips as you listened to his heartbeat. With a sigh, Remy moves you from his lap, your small whimper of disappointment making his chest ache.

“Enough of that,” he mutters, harsh words lessened by his soft tone. Remy gets to his feet as you remain on the bed of hay, obediently awaiting your Master’s orders. “Was right about you not being fit for the fields.”

Your ears droop, heart sinking at his words and mind racing. Had you disappointed him? How? Had you-

Before you can start to panic, Remy pulls you to your feet, clipping a lead to your collar. “Too delicate for all that. A special room in the manor is better suited to your needs.”

You perk up. He wasn’t getting rid of you! Your Master wasn’t getting rid of you! With an ecstatic moo, you butt your head softly against his chest, pulling a chuckle from the farmer.

“C’mon, let’s get you cleaned up. Can’t have my best producer walking around dirty now.”

With an eager nod, you follow your Master Remy as he leads you from the room.

#degrees of lewdity #remy the farmer #tw hybrids #cw hybrids #cow tf

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thenanbakacorner · 1 year

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Absolutely fell in love with @wolfieskies-25‘s Dragon AU and decided to write some headcanons for how the reader meets the Cell 13 boys! Enjoy! Art and AU both belong to wolfie!

See the bottom of this post for some AU context!

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🔓 Jyugo 🔓

You found Jyugo, in his dragon form, trapped, wedged between two large trees in the forest

How tf did he end up in such a predicament? You have no idea

But you’re a mix of awestruck and frightened by the sight of the large dragon who stared back at you warily, his tail thrashing anxiously

You decide to help him and gently assure him you meant no harm and wanted to help-- though you were unsure whether or not this dragon even understood you

Seems he understood, as you were able to approach him without him burning you to ashes

Somehow, you manage to help him squeeze out of the space, and he stares down at you

Needless to say he didn’t expect a human to help someone like him, and was a bit shocked

It’s your turn to be shocked when he actually speaks and thanks you for your help and promises to pay forward your kind act should he see you again, before flying away

🎲 Uno 🎲

You ran into Uno while on a walk in the mountains at nighttime

It was rather foggy, but the moon shone bright above you, lighting up your path

When you turned a rocky corner, you found yourself face to face with a tall, armor clad blonde man who had wings, a tail, horns.. a dragon shifter

He was just as spooked as you were, as while you fell backwards in your shock, he shifted into his dragon form and fire formed at the corners of his mouth to prepare to defend himself

He quickly calmed down when he realized you weren’t a threat, however, and straightened himself out to look down at you as you stood back up

Asks what you’re doing out up here in the middle of the night with a tilted head and confused look

Turns out to be very chill and quite the charmer as you find yourselves conversing

Eventually he has to make himself scarce as he needs to return home, lest his trainers track him down and give him an earful or a beating for not coming back when he was supposed to

🍩 Rock 🍩

You meet Rock while camping out deep in the forest

It was dusk and you were cooking a large chunk of meat on the fire, stepped away to take care of something else while it cooked

You get spooked by the sound of the trees and bushes rustling and run to hide behind something, peeking over some boxes to see what is approaching

You’re shocked to see a huge purple dragon emerge from the bushes, crouched low and looking around curiously

When his eyes fall on the cooking meat his eyes light up and a drop of drool comes down his chin

Makes a fast walk over to grab the meat, ripping it off of the metal skewer and swallowing it whole

Only when he lowers his head from swallowing does he notice you hiding behind the boxes, and akwardly looks down at the fire then back at you

Whoops, he thought whoever was in charge of this campsite wasn’t around. Busted.

He offers to make up for his rather rude thievery, and ends up coming back with a whole, live cow

Man, someone on some farm out there isn’t going to be happy when they find one of their cows missing

💊 Nico 💊

Rather than you finding Nico, it was more so Nico found you

You were minding your own business, typing away at your computer, when you hear a loud crash in your backyard

Looking out the window, you see a cloud of dirt and something large and green in a slight crater from impact

Carefully, you walk outside to inspect more closely, and then realize, yep, a dragon just fell into your yard

He lifts his head somewhat weakly, dazed from impact, and looks at you, quickly scurrying to stand upon realizing you are there

He has a hard time standing, though, and is covered in scuffs and scratches

You decide to help him, grabbing some bandages and other medical stuff from your house to tend to his wounds

Once he’s all patched up, he seems very happy and actually leans down to nuzzle you, thanking you

When he tries to fly away, he struggles, so he decides to hunker down in your yard until he’s had some time to recover from his.. less than graceful arrival

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A few crumbs of info on wolfie’s Dragon AU! She doesn’t have much story for the AU other than these details.

The inmates are all dragon shapeshifters

The guards are dragon trainers/tamers

AU was inspired by the HTTYD franchise

In human form, the dragon shifters are one foot taller than canonical height

Dragon form sizes vary, but are comparable to the sizes of the dragons from HTTYD. Example: Nico is the size of Cloudjumper

The dragon shifters behave a lot like and have abilities of regular dragons, and hoard things of interest

They are able to fly around freely outside of the Nanba Dragon Research Facility, but have tracking chips inside of their skin that keeps track of where they are. They cannot fly outside of a specific range, and must return at specific times

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