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lipglossanon · 9 months

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Stay Right Through

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Dogman!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, hybrid au, dogman Leon, master/pet dynamics, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), mounting, breeding, knotting, unprotected sex, creampie

not proofread 👌

Title from Wandering by Good Charlotte 💜

Part 2: I Only Touched Her Hips But She Saw It

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Excitement makes your leg bounce as you wait for the lady to come back from setting up.

You did get to the hybrid adoption center a little early, but you’re just really happy to be here!

Hybrids were all the craze ages ago, but since the newness has died off (aka puppy syndrome has waned) there were more and more of these places opening up. Your parents never saw the point in getting a hybrid for the family, very old fashioned not to mention pretty anti pet in general.

So now, you have your own place and a steady job that isn’t eating up all your time anymore making it the perfect time to get a feel for what kind of hybrid you want. You’re definitely open to any of them, but it seems like the dog hybrids have a higher turnover rate which is why you’re at this specific adoption center.

The lady finally comes around to the front desk and smiles at you.

“Sorry for the wait, now how may I help you?”

You glance at her name tag, “Hi Patricia, and I’m looking into adopting. I was hoping to kinda get the ball rolling today.”

She laughs, “Not a problem. If you could fill out this form, I can put this in the system while you take a look around and see if there’s anyone you like.”

“Thank you,” you smile, taking the forms and returning to your seat.

It takes a lot longer than anticipated, but soon enough you have all your i’s dotted and t’s crossed. Turning in the clipboard, Patricia stands up and leads you over to a locked door. She runs her card across the electronic sensor and opens it for you.

She gives you a little nudge inside, “There are caretakers throughout if you have questions or concerns. Cameras are all over the facility but you look like a nice enough person so I’m sure we won’t have any issues.”

She laughs a little and waves as she closes the door behind her, leaving you to sort of walk around and look.

The place is a lot different than the mental picture you had; it’s set up like an open floor plan, but with individual mini rooms separated by cubicle partitions. It seems like in the center is just a large lounge type area with couches and an entertainment center. Past all of that you can make out granite counters suggesting a kitchen.

With that, you can see all kinds of hybrids hanging around in the living area or just milling about talking with one another.

“Hi! Need help?”

You look over at the perky blonde woman with the name tag Sherry.

“Uh kinda, I just don’t want to step on any toes, y’know?” you smile feeling a little shy.

“Not a problem,” she laughs, gesturing for you to walk with her, “I’ll just give you a quick tour and let you meet some of the pups.”

“Not that I don’t appreciate it, but I was really hoping to look at older—“

“Oh gosh, that’s great,” she gushes, “sorry to cut you off, but we have more than we like to see with older dog men.”

“Oh,” you laugh at her bubbly attitude, “well that’s great,” you wince, “not that it’s great.”

She pats your arm in solidarity, “I totally understand. But I’ll take you right over to where they like to hangout. They tend to stay away from the center of the lounge, too many yapping pups.”

Her voice must mimic one of the older hybrids with that last comment and you laugh along with her.

She guides you closer to the kitchen area but off to the side that sort of resembles a ‘man cave’ for lack of a better term. It’s more dimly lit with similar lounge furnishings.

“Hi everyone!” Sherry lights up the space with her presence, some of the hybrids calling back to her as you two walk closer.

“We have a new prospective friend here,” she introduces you to a trio of dog men standing up from the couch.

“Nice to meet you all!” you wave, excitement probably making you smile like a maniac but you’re just so happy to finally have this chance.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Chris,” a tall, dark haired dogman nods, his Rottweiler ears flopping a little as he tilts his head to look over at the other two.

“H-hi, I’m Ethan,” the mild mannered blonde rubs the back of his neck nervously, his twitching ears reminding you of a Chow Chow making you smile wider.

“Leon,” the last dogman gives you a lazy two finger salute, sandy blonde hair nearly hiding his soft Labrador ears.

“Would you like to hang out here while I run off to grab some pamphlets?” Sherry asks you with a twinkle in her eye, giving you an option to hang out with these three alone.

“Sure,” you nod, watching as she spins on her heel and walks in the direction of the office.

You turn back to the three dog men who quickly invite you to sit and hang out. Chris is quick to talk, adept at conversation making you laugh at some anecdote or other. Ethan’s a little more subdued, reminding you of yourself, chiming in every now and then. He seems to help reign Chris in when he gets a little too enthusiastic.

Leon, although he talks less than Chris, constantly draws your attention. You don’t know if it’s cheesy puns or his overly cynical jabs (which Chris takes offense to and then Ethan’s breaking up their growling and snapping), but you have a good feeling about him. So by the time Sherry makes her way back with some actually helpful pamphlets, your mind is all made up.

“It was so nice meeting you all,” you wave cheerfully, following Sherry back to the front.

“Well, any lucky candidates?” Sherry asks with poorly hidden enthusiasm.

“Yep,” you smile at her, happy with your choice, “I’d love to take in Leon, if he’s fine with it of course.”

“I’m sure he will be!” she enthuses, clapping her hands, “he’s been here the longest so I’m so happy to see someone finally pick him!”

“Really?” you look back through the door right before it shuts, “I’m surprised.”

“Eh,” she waves you off, leading you over to a different section, “he’s just grumpy,” she pauses and looks around before whispering, “people come in, pick him out, then being him back after the trial week. Always the same, he’s too sarcastic, too grumpy, they just want a younger dog.”

Your heart cracks after hearing that, determination blazing through the sadness, “Well that’s not happening this time.”

Sherry looks at you, eyes contemplative before grinning, “I think you two will be a good fit!”

She has you hang out in her office as she prints some documents to put in a Manila folder for you to take home.

“You’re all set,” she leads you out the back to the parking lot, “your background check should clear in about three days and we’ll call to set up a time to have Leon do a trial stay at your place.”

You hesitate but push through to ask, “Is it okay if I come by tomorrow? I’d like to make sure Leon is fine with it, too.”

Sherry looks a little teary eyed as she quickly nods, “Of course, please do. I think he’s gonna be perfectly happy with ya though.”

You bid your goodbyes and you get in your car to head home. It’s not that far of a drive, luckily, and since it’s on the other part of town there’s no crazy traffic. You’re home lounging on the couch in no time, texting your friend Heather all the details. Once you send her the link to Leon’s profile, she does not shut up about him.

Rolling your eyes, you close your phone and start reading through the folder. It’s all pretty basic info on how to care for a hybrid; they’re pretty much like a person, just a little less adept at some things. They can hold a job if they wish but more seem to choose the pet lifestyle.

Gazing down at Leon’s profile photo, you just really wanna take care of him. Show him that not all owners are complete douchebags.

The next day passes quickly and by the time works over, you’re tired but buzzing—excited to get to the adoption place and meet up with Leon again.

Sherry greets you again, just as enthusiastic as before. She leads you over to one of the cubicle partitioned rooms and raps her knuckles on the side.

“Leon, she’s here,” her voice sing songs.

“Have fun,” she pats your arm and turns back the way you both came.

Leon’s nice enough to you, but you can tell he’s acting very closed off—keeping all of the conversation pretty baseline and shallow. No matter how grumpy and gruff he’s acting, you’re literally showering him with enthusiasm. You show him pictures of your house (including the room that’s all his, if he wants it or you can work something else out).

You ask him tons of questions, but he only answers a few. A few times you say something that makes him smother a smile or a laugh making your heart flutter in your chest. Right before it’s time to go, you’re shifting on your feet at the opening of his room.

“I know I’ve asked a million times, but are you good with living with me? I promise I really won’t push it if not,” you smile shyly, “I’d be super bummed though.”

His blue eyes watch you, unreadable for a moment before he smirks, “Hey beats being here,” he raises his voice a little, “plus I won’t have to deal with deadbeat rotties.”

The partition wall next to you rattles and you see Chris looming over it to glare at Leon.

“I’ll be glad to see you go, tomorrow can’t get here soon enough.”

“Tomorrow?” you ask quizzically.

Leon looks a little sheepish but shrugs easily, “Pretty sure they pushed it through this afternoon.”

“Oh,” you beam, feeling giddy all over, “that’s great! I’ll be here as soon as works over! Oh! And then we have the whole weekend to get you settled in, this is going to be so much fun!”

Chris and Leon both look amused as you finish rambling, now feeling bashful for coming on too strong.

You fidget before clearing your throat, “C-can I pet your ears?”

Chris’ eyebrows raise and he grins at Leon, “Can’t believe you, Kennedy; she hasn’t got to pet you yet?” he tilts his head toward you, while looking at Leon, “you can pet me, ma’am.”

Leon steps between you two and snarls at him making Chris laugh and drop back down behind his wall. He walks closer to you, lowering his head due to his height.

You smile sweetly making him blush as you softly run your hands through his hair before coming up to rub his soft sandy colored ears. He shivers and headbuts your shoulder, silently asking for more. Stifling the giggle that wants to escape, you use both hands to pet and rub his soft ears.

“You’re such a good boy,” you murmur not really thinking.

He whines a little and nuzzles into your neck making the giggle you were suppressing come bubbling out. He noses against your skin, huffing warm breaths as you continue to pet him.

“You’re so sweet, Leon, I’m happy you’re coming home with me,” you keep your voice low and soothing.

He only chuffs against your neck, rough tongue coming out to lap at your skin before he’s pulling away. You smile at him as Sherry turns the corner.

“Sorry to cut this short, but we’re closing soon. Good news is you and Leon leave out from here together tomorrow,” she hands you yet another folder filled with information.

You take the folder and wave to Leon who moved back over to his bed, “See you tomorrow, Leon.”

He just gives you a little wave as Sherry leads you back to the front. She sees you out the door with a smile and a promise to be the one to help you out.

Once you get home, you pace your living room. You feel like you have so much to do but don’t know where to start. Texting Heather, she tells you to chill out and actually sit down. Laughing to yourself about how well she knows you, you collapse onto your couch just realizing how tired you actually feel.

Your phone dings with a new text from Heather. Honestly, ever since you told her your idea, she’s been sending you cute puppy videos. They’ve been full of all types of pets getting along with their owners doing silly things together. It honestly helped you cement your plan on picking an older dogman since you rarely saw any in those videos.

This text, however, was sent with the cryptic ‘to fill in those lonely hours 😜’ and knowing her sense of humor you’re kinda worried about the link.

Knick Knack Paddywhack sounds kinda cheesy but you definitely didn’t expect porn to be on the other side of that link.

At first you don’t even realize that’s what it is; it starts off pretty tame in general and before you know it this female owner is being mandhandled face down onto the couch as this huge, buff mandog is mounting her from behind.

“Yeah you’ve been fucking gagging for this doggy’s dick huh?”

You really should exit from the video but some dark horny part of your brain is too entranced by what’s happening to even move. Distantly, you notice that his dick looks exactly like a human male’s just with the addition of a knot at the base. He fucks her roughly, stretching her out and forcing his cock deep in her wet pussy.

The dirty talk is really what’s making you go a little cross eyed with arousal.

“Oh fuck yeah, knot me, breed my little pussy.”

“You want that? Wanna be my pretty bitch always on her hands and knees?”

“Unh unh yeah, make me your bitch. Wanna have your pups.”

You watch in mounting curiosity and arousal and shame as the camera shows her cunt take his entire knot, sealing them together as he ruts through her climax.

Quickly exiting before the video can go further, you drop your head in your hands. Your panties are soaked, making your thighs feel tacky. In a daze, you move off the couch and head into the bathroom to take a shower. Your thoughts are a whirlwind.

You’ve honestly never given it any thought about inter species relationships; you’ve heard about them sure, but only in passing and never any details. Now, you literally can’t stop thinking about that mandog dominating his ‘owner’ and knotting her. Shivering, your nipples pebble under the warm water.

Leon’s gruff voice and handsome face swim into your thoughts making your clit pulse with your heartbeat. Would he—

You shake your head vigorously. Nope, not going there. You’re gonna shower and then go to bed, maybe watch a cartoon or something to keep your thoughts G rated.

All of that’s easier said than done, but you somehow manage and before you know it you’re waking up the next morning, excited to go pick up Leon and bring him home.

It’s pretty anticlimactic once you leave work and pick Leon up; Sherry had everything at the front ready to go with Leon just standing next to her. She leads him out to the car with you carrying the essentials, stowing them in the trunk while she unclips his collar and leash.

“Please keep us updated,” she ruffles Leon’s hair making him bat her hands away with an eye roll, “we love seeing our pups flourish.”

“Not a pup,” he grouses, climbing into the backseat and shutting the door.

Sherry laughs, “I’ll miss him but I’m more happy he’s leaving.”

“Thank you so much for everything,” you shake her hand, “and I promise to stop by every now and again with updates.”

She walks back inside as you climb into your car. Looking at Leon in the rear view mirror as he stares out the window moodily, you crank the car and slowly leave the lot.

“Do you need anything before we get home?” you ask, breaking the quiet.

He shakes his head no making his ears flop. You hide your smile and turn your attention back to the road. Once home, Leon settles in seamlessly; he takes the bedroom you offer but after the second night has made a little bed for himself in your room, tucked into the corner. When you asked, concerned he wasn’t happy with his room, he just gave you the short reply of needing to make sure you’re safe.

You didn’t push it but let him know he’s more than welcome to tell you if he’s unhappy with anything.

Days passed into weeks which quickly became months. Leon made himself right at home and now you really couldn’t picture your life without the dogman. It was nice coming home after a long day and be greeted with someone so happy to see you. Although Leon is still pretty stunted with showing affection, you usually can convince him to snuggle you on the couch and let you pet him til his tail wags.

He’s really particular about having his tail touched so you don’t pry or push, more than happy to just pet his head and ears.

Today when you get home for work and enter the house, Leon’s beelining straight for you, burying his face in your neck.

“TGIF huh,” you laugh, petting his ears making him whine.

“Missed you so much,” he breaths in your smell, tongue lapping up your neck to your jaw, stubble tickling your skin.

He licks across your mouth once making you jerk back but he quickly follows, raspy tongue licking over your lips and chin.

“Leon—“

You try to tell him to stop as you push at his shoulders but that just gives him the leverage to lick into your mouth. You keep pushing at him while you take a step back to make him stop, but your legs get tangled and you both fall back on the entryway carpet.

Leon still hasn’t let up, and since you were more worried about making sure neither of you hurt yourselves when tripping, he’s drooling and licking into your mouth making you whine and push harder at his shoulders.

He shifts until he’s between your legs and rocks down against the apex of your thighs. Grunting, he shoves your skirt up and tears your panties in half. One of his broad hands, grabs your flailing arms by the wrists and pins them to your chest.

Finally he pulls away from your swollen mouth, licking his way down to your neck again.

“Leon, stop being such a bad boy,” you gasp out, “what’s gotten into you?”

“Heat,” he sniffs against your neck before lightly licking the skin again, “need you so bad.”

You’re in a daze as you feel his bulge grinding against your bare pussy, slick starting to slowly drip out of your hole. As much as you protest, you’re really getting off on this, on Leon losing control and wanting to fuck you.

“T-there are heat toys the center gave me,” you try to cut this off before you both go too far, “you can use those.”

He growls and nips your neck making you whimper.

“Don’t wanna knotting toy,” his growling is getting deeper as he grinds against you harder, “only wanna knot my pretty owner.”

“Oh fuck,” you moan as he rubs against your clit just right.

Your mind flashes back to that video you saw months ago, hips bucking up into Leon imagining him mounting you in the same way.

“Leon, s’bad, we shouldn’t—ngh, fuck!”

He pulls completely away from you and buries his nose in your pussy, raspy tongue eagerly licking up the slick dripping out of you.

He growls and looks up at you as he mouths across your swollen clit, letting his rough tongue lap at the bundle of nerves til you’re keening and spreading your legs for him.

He smirks, “That’s a good little owner, let me taste your sweet little pussy. Fuck, been smelling you for ages and now I can finally eat you out as much as I want.”

“Leon, you’re being such a bad boy right now,” you hiccup a whine, thighs straining to stay open.

“Nah,” he kisses hour clit and softy licks it over and over and over, “you’re just being a bad girl, need me to put you in your place.”

You whine as he goes back to tongue fucking into your fluttering walls. Reaching down, you softly grasp his hair and rock against his mouth. He grunts and somehow shoves his face even more into your soaked cunt, greedily lapping at you with his rough tongue.

The arguments you should make die on your tongue as Leon uses his to make you shiver and shake, goosebumps trailing along your body. With a low keening moan, you relax against him, letting him use that rough tongue to lick your cunt until you’re bucking up into his mouth.

He keeps you there, pinned to the entryway carpet as he eats you out for hours, never letting you cum once. By the time your bleary eyes take in the street lamps through your window, Leon’s pulling away from your slick pussy making you whine.

“Leon, we shouldn’t,” your pussy throbs, entire body strung tight from your denied orgasms.

“Have to,” his eyes are so dilated they look black, “don’t you wanna help me? Just need it one time.”

He looms over you, forearms caging in your head, his jaw and mouth covered in wetness as he grinds his dick against your mound. Glancing down you take in just how big Leon is; he’s so hard the head is peaking through his foreskin, dripping precum all over your thighs. Then, right at his base, you can see the beginnings of a knot forming which makes your pussy ache with want.

You’re nodding up at him, belatedly answering his question, “Yeah, I wanna help you,” your hands come up to pet his hair, “wanna help my good boy.”

He yanks your blouse off, seams popping and tearing until it’s in shreds around you then snaps your bra off and tosses it away. His mouth eagerly licks and nips at your pebbled nipples making you gasp.

“Gonna make you feel so good, breed this hot pussy.”

With a growl, Leon flips you over onto your stomach, hands going to your hips to raise your ass up. You try to push up onto your arms, but his broad palm pushes on the middle of your back shoving your upper body down.

You rock your hips back although there’s not much room from how he’s laying on top of you, back pinned to his broad hairy chest as his cock rubs against your drippy cunt.

“You wanna breed me?” you tease making him growl and snap at the nape of your neck, “wanna knot my pussy?”

He buries the first few inches of his cock in your pussy making you squeal and arch away. His hands move to keep your hips still as pulls out to thrust back in, sinking his cock all the way inside of you making you squirm in place with a cry.

“Think it’s funny?” his tone sounds mean as he ruts his fat cock deeper into your pussy making you wince and try to move away again.

He clucks his tongue and tightly squeezes your hips, “No little owner, you wanted it and you’re gonna get it. Show you how I breed bitches that need a knot.”

“Oh god,” you whine as he bullies his cock even further into your cunt, “Leon s’too much, you won’t fit, I wasn’t made to—“

“This pussy was made for cock,” he scoffs down at you making your body hot all over from his words, “just gotta break you in first; I’ll have you begging for me to knot you.”

His mocking is only making you wetter, pussy walls clenching and pulsing around his cock.

“S’too much,” you finally gasp out, not stopping yourself from rocking back against his slow thrusts, “shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Yeah?” he snorts, “think it’s dirty? Think it’s wrong to want me to fuck you? I bet this entire time you’ve been thinking, Oh please Leon need your big doggy dick to stuff my needy little pussy.”

You moan loudly at his crude words as he laughs.

“Like I thought. You like it you dirty little slut. Like my thick doggy cock filling you up?”

“Leon no,” you whimper, eyes rolling back as he grinds against that spongy spot in your cunt that has you moaning nonstop, “s’dirty ‘n you don’t even have a dog di—“

“Shut up,” his canines nip at your skin making you keen, “gotta teach this little pussy who’s the real master here.”

You gasp and keen as Leon stretches your pussy out on his large cock, bottoming out constantly making your cunt clamp down on him from the pain of his tip knocking against your cervix.

Like earlier, he keeps you pinned to the carpet and slowly fucks your pussy for what feels like hours all while talking filth to you.

“Mmm knew your pussy would be so good, been humping my fist waiting for my heat so I can fill you up.”

“My sexy fucking owner, letting me knot her pussy, breed her full of my pups.”

“I know, I’m so big for this tiny little pussy but doesn’t it feel so good? So nice and stretched out?”

“Leon,” you keen hands scrabbling at the floor, mouth drooling everywhere, “my knees hurt.”

He pauses and gently eases himself out of your cunt. Not giving you time to breathe, he already has you hoisted over his shoulder and carries you into your room. Tossing you onto the bed, he’s back on top of you in a flash burying his dick inside your sopping wet pussy.

You look down and whine to see the belly bulge his fat cock makes inside your body.

“Nice and snug,” Leon licks your cheek, “gonna be so tight on my knot.”

“It’s not gonna fit,” you whine up at him, nails digging into to his forearms so hard they’re bleeding.

You’re already so full, pussy feeling like it’s stretched to the limit, but his knot is pressing against your soaked hole making you rock down into it.

“Sure it will, little owner,” he laughs, voice gravelly and deep making you shudder and relax around his dick, hole giving just a little around his knot, “that’s why I licked you open so good earlier.”

You moan as he licks across your cheek, “Tongued you deep until you were practically squirting in my mouth.”

“Leon, oh fuck,” you hiccup a moan, tears slipping down your face.

“So good for me, prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen and it’s all mine,” he grunts, grinding against your fluttering pussy walls as his drippy tip knocks against your cervix, “my owner and her fat pussy are all mine.”

“Leon,” you gasp, “you can’t say that.”

“Sure I can,” he huffs warm air against your neck, his canine teeth nipping at your skin, “I’m gonna knot your tiny pussy and breed you. Give you my pups.”

“Nooo,” you whimper, pussy pulsing and clamping around his cock, knot continuing to press inside.

“Gonna mount my pretty owner like this every day,” he kisses your neck before licking his way back up to your mouth, “mount my little bitch and give her wet needy cunt my knot.”

“‘M not your bitch,” you finally gasp out around his tongue as he drools and licks into your mouth, “this can’t happen again, Leon.”

“Okay,” he chuckles, “gonna make me use that toy? That fake little plastic pussy? Y’gonna let me knot it in front of you, knowing what I feel like now? I don’t think so little owner.”

He pulls out and flips you over on your stomach, yanking your hips up so your ass is raised, head still down on the mattress.

“Should be able to fit it this way,” he slaps your ass and you whine, fingers twisting in the sheets.

His cock plunges back into your sopping wet cunt over and over; his knot teasing you on every thrust until he slowly grinds deep into your fluttering walls.

“I’m gonna put it in this time, knot you nice and deep,” he pants against your shoulder, mouth drooling all over your skin making you shiver, “gonna knock you up, breed you til it takes.”

You moan and press back against him, mind slow and hazy. He pulls back and then presses forward slowly but insistently and you wail as his knot breaches your clenching hole. His cock’s filling you up so much it feels like he’s in the bottom of your throat.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming,” you whimper, pussy gushing around his impossibly huge dick, walls milking his knot repeatedly as he just continues to grind into your cunt.

“Feels good,” he slurs, licking over your neck and shoulders, “pussy squeezing me so tight.”

You moan weakly, pussy pulsing around his dick as he continues to grind his hips into your ass.

“Gonna spill deep inside my pretty little owner and she just has to take it,” he chuffs against your neck, groaning as he humps deeper into your cunt.

His grunts taper off into low growls as he rocks harder against you.

“Gonna fuck my pups into you,” he’s snarling into your ear, saliva dripping down the shell onto your jaw making you mewl, “keep this pussy plugged up with my cum all the time—oh.”

He bites down on your shoulder, sharp teeth breaking your skin making you whine as your body burns with pleasure at the pain. You can fill as hot cum floods your pussy, Leon grunting as he keeps humping against your ass while his knot locks you two together.

His fingers slip from your hip over to your swollen clit and he roughly rubs against the sensitive bud until you’re crying and whining, pussy cumming around his cock again.

“There we go, such a good owner,” Leon chuckles in your ear, before dipping down to lick over the bite he left, “mmm milk me, want you so full it’s spilling out.”

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You lay there underneath him, feeling exhausted but content. It’s been several hours at this point and you feel like you’re on another plane of existence. Leon has fucked you better than anyone before and you’re definitely addicted to his knot.

Reaching back, your hand finds his hair and pushing up higher you pet behind his soft fuzzy ears.

“S’good,” he mouths against your shoulder as he ruts inside your knot plugged pussy.

Shuddering as his fingers tease against your clit drawing another weak orgasm from your spent body, you whimper and press even closer to Leon.

“Gonna take such good care of you, little owner,” he kisses you shoulder, “by the time my heat’s over, you’re gonna be my needy little pup.”

Your pussy tightens around him at his words making him whine and nuzzle into your neck. As you lay together, you let your mind drift into a hazy fog. Once Leon’s able to, he gently pulls out of your sore cunt, cum oozing out of your hole.

His rough tongue licks across your cheek as he rolls you onto your back.

“So pretty,” he says to himself as he kisses and bites his way down to your chest.

He laps a path to the swell of your breasts and then softly suckles a hard nipple into his mouth. With a groan, he tugs the hard bud with his teeth before sucking harshly and releasing it with a pop. His mouth drifts over to repeat the same process to the other hard nipple, then moves back; repeatedly teasing your breasts until you’re squirming and whining, grabbing onto his hair to have something to hold onto.

He finally pulls away with a growl, eyes dark and heated as he noses at your breastbone, “Smell so good.”

He drags his mouth down your body, eagerly licking and biting at your skin until he finally reaches your puffy mound and clit.

“Taste good too,” his stubbled jaw tickles where he scrapes it against your thigh, “love licking your pussy all over.”

He follows his word by licking a broad stripe across your cum coated pussy, groaning as he brings his hands up to spread your cunt open. His rough tongue laps at your clit in quick little strokes before dipping into your creamy slicked hole. He laps and lathes his tongue all over your pussy, sucking at your clit before dragging his mouth over to your thighs.

“Gonna mark you up, little owner,” he chuffs against your skin, eyes staring up at you with his tail wagging excitedly behind him.

“Leon,” you whimper.

Your fingers twist in the sheets as you cry out. His teeth are buried in the meat of your inner thigh making your clit throb with need. He sucks harshly at the skin, digging in harder when your thigh trembles under his mouth.

With a grunt, he lets go but then sinks his teeth into your opposite thigh; this one closer to your pussy, making you buck up into his mouth with a gasp. He hums in satisfaction, lips and teeth working at your skin until it’s sore and bruised.

He pulls back with a grin, “You’re even more pretty now.”

“Feel pretty,” you murmur, eyes glassy with arousal.

He pants excitedly, hands grasping your thighs to hold you open as he licks and drools all over your pussy. You arch, his mouth making you rock up into the feeling as he noisily eats you out. Letting go of the sheets, your hands reach for his head and accidentally grab onto his ears. He snarls and fucks his raspy tongue up into your fluttering cunt, pressing you down even further so he can lick into you more.

He pulls himself away before you can cum making you whine.

“Please, Leon, ‘m so close, be a goody boy and make me cum,” you pout at him, tears pricking at your eyes.

He crawls up your body, pressing your hands down with his as he rubs his thick cock against your pussy. His head glides through your slick folds til he’s bumping against you clit making you spread your legs wide.

“You can cum on my knot,” he kisses you, all drool and spit, “wanna mount you again.”

You shudder underneath him and easily let him roll you over. Raising your ass up, you spread your thighs for better leverage.

“Like this?” you ask a little shy now.

“Perfect,” he groans, dragging his rough palms down your back to slap you ass, “my pretty owner and her pretty pussy ‘n it’s all mine.”

He sinks his cock into your willing cunt inch by inch, licking and biting at your nape as he rocks himself deeper into you.

“Gonna breed you so good,” he mutters into your skin, “pussy made for my fat cock, isn’t it? Made to take my knot.”

“Uh huh,” you slur, pussy pulsing and fluttering around his dick as he slowly thrusts into your spasming walls.

He chuffs and bites your neck a little harder as he snaps his hips hard against your ass. His hand moves from your back to your pussy, softly rubbing and teasing across your swollen clit.

“Sweet fucking pussy,” he snorts, nose burying itself in your hair, “squeezing me so tight, know it needs a knot.”

“Give it to me, Leon,” you moan loudly, “knot my pussy, please, want it so bad, feels so good.”

His teeth latch onto back of your neck and he pounds into your squelching cunt, knot catching on the rim of your pussy with every thrust.

“Knot me, Leon, knot me, please, need it,” you’re chanting under your breath , eyes fluttering as your orgasm is fast approaching.

He can’t say anything with his mouth biting into your neck, but his fingers circle your clit faster, pinching it just right between his fingers making you shake under him.

“Fuck, right there, please Leon, fuck me,” you rock back against him, wanting his knot to be inside your pussy already, “fuck me, give it to me, give me your knot. Wanna be your little bitch.”

He lets go of your neck with a low howl as he shoves his knot past your twitching hole and ruts hard in your cunt, fat tip grinding against your cervix so hard it’s going to bruise.

You squeal as he tweaks your clit making your pussy clamp down like a vice around his knot as you cum so hard you see fireworks. Your walls rhythmically milk his cock as he grinds and ruts into your hole.

“G’nna cum,” he whimpers, sounding drunk.

“Mmm,” you squirm against him, feeling as hot pulses of jizz fill your pussy.

He grunts as he spills deep inside you, spurt after spurt of sticky cum shooting out against your cervix as his knot keeps your cunt nice and full.

“Gonna give you my pups,” he licks at the bite wound on your neck and then the one he gave your shoulder when this all first started.

“Fuck,” you mewl, thighs tightening as his fingers go back to teasing and circling your clit.

“Cum for me, little owner,” he goads in your ear, “show me how much you want me to breed this needy pussy.. again and again. And again.”

His fingers circle your clit, the rough pads rubbing you just right making you climax around his cock for the second time that round. You shiver and moan as he keeps teasing your swollen bud.

“Good girl, so good,” he nips your ear, “my own little pet.”

#dogman!leon s kennedy #doggo!leon s kennedy #hybrid!leon s kennedy #dogman!leon s kennedy x fem!reader #dogman!leon s kennedy x fem!reader smut #dogman!leon s kennedy smut #fem!reader #leon s kennedy x fem!reader #leon s kennedy x you #leon kennedy x reader smut #leon s kennedy smut #lipglossanon #lipglossmasterlist

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shiro-s2e2-erukinzu · 4 months

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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 92... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

IT IS FINALLY TIME, Y'ALL...!!! 👏😆

Today's chapter has brought back some previous plot points that I and many others have been thinking about for quite some time now...!! 😌 So let's talk about it on this wonderful Christmas Eve, shall we...? 😉

Today's chapter begins with something that we knew was coming...:

...THE FINALS...!! 😤

Mentioned all the way back in Mission 42, we learned that if Anya does bad on the finals, she will be separated from Becky (and Damian), so it is extremely important for her to do well them...!! 😲 But she isn't the only one worried about the upcoming finals...

Of course Twilight would be stressing out about whether or not Anya will do well on the finals, but because on of certain goofy spy (last seen being already defeated in a tennis match in Mission 32), Twilight can't even cheat on the test for Anya anymore...:

(*Sniff* I'm so glad to see Daybreak again, even it's just flashback...!! 🥹)

But since Anya did quite well in Classical Language (also mentioned in Mission 42), Twilight wants her to work on that subject and believes that she could even get a Stella for it... Then this happened:

HAHAHA!!! 🤣😂 THIS HAD ME CACKLING!!

After Twilight lost all hope for his daughter to well on the finals, Authens show up and invite the Forgers to have some cookies!! 🍪

While at the Authens' place, we get a lot of interesting information about Authens, but the things that peaked my interest the most are that Mr. Authen taught neurology at the University that he used to work at and that him and Mrs. Authen moved back to Berlint to be close to their son and his family...!! 🤔

I don't know if either these things about the Authens will lead to anything, but I'll still be on my guard about them... (Especially about who might be their son...! 🤔)

Moving on, Sigmund starts to help Anya with Classical Language by *GASP* using something that she loves to help her with her studies...!! 😲 (Yes, I know Twilight to tried to teach Anya using Spy Wars before, but... He didn't do it properly [as seen in Short Mission 9, which was also mentioned in today's chapter as well...! 😄]) AND IT ACTUALLY SEEMS TO BE WORKING!!! 😆

And after some more studying, Sigmund congratulates Anya for all of her hard today:

The Forgers prepare to leave the Authens' place and Anya says that she'll keep coming to the Authens place to study (as long as they have cookies...! 😋) But then, Sigmund asks Anya what's her main goal after becoming an Imperial Scholar, and she says...:

AND SIGMUND GIVES HER A HUG FOR THAT ANSWER...!! 💗🥹💗

(I take back being suspicious of him, at least for now...! 😌)

Anya continues her training (I mean studying) with Sigmund until she ends up looking like Solid Snake...!! 👏🤣👏🤣👏🤣

Anya, you so crazy...!! 😂😂😂

After that, Anya heads off to school (with that permanent marker 5 o'clock shadow on her face 🤭) ready to take the finals...!! 😎 And then...:

WE HAVE TO WAIT & FOUND OUT HOW ANYA DID NEXT TIME ON ANYA BALL Z!!! 🌀

And that was Mission 92, a nice little on Christmas Eve that finally brought back things that haven't been brought up in while (like Daybreak...!! 😆) I loved that Anya was actually enjoying studying for once, thanks to Sigmund!! 😊 And to Twilight, I love you, but... THIS👏IS👏HOW👏YOU👏SHOULD👏HAVE👏APPROACHED👏ANYA👏WITH👏HER👏STUDIES!!!👏😤 My guy Twilight really doesn't understand children AT ALL (especially his own...!! 😌)

I truly don't think that the Authens are bad people after this chapter, but I still believe that they (particularly Sigmund) might have a dark past...!! 🤔 As for the mention of the Authens' having a son has got my theory brain a rolling...! 😵 But, my best guess of who their son could be is either he's Anya's biological father or one of the scientists that experimented on her... 👀

Anyway, I think that's all wanna say about this chapter...!! 😊 And if know me tomorrow is my favorite holiday, CHRISTMAS!! 😆 I probably won't be on Tumblr at all tomorrow, so until December 26th or the next Mission... Take care, be safe out there, be kind to one another, & HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!!! 💗😆💗 SEE Y'ALL LATER!! 👋😊

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dragonjesterwrites · 1 year

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May I have some marriage headcanons with either Glam Chica and Roxanne and Mimi please?

Glamrock Chica and Roxanne Wolf marriage headcanons

Absolutely! Gonna do just the Glamrocks for now, I'll probably do Mimi in just a short bit 👌

Also lil sidenote, we're rounding out the Security Breach animatronic crew, only need Freddy and DJ now! (Here's the link to Monty and Bonnie + Sun and Moon marriage headcanons)

✨️🐔

Chica's been dreaming of her wedding ever since her first few months of activation- she was first introduced to the concept when two of the P&S techs got married, and they happily explained it to her during one of her initial weekly checkups

She keeps a scrapbook full of pictures she's cut and pasted together over the years; dress concepts, decor ideas, buffet spreads, etc. Once a week, she would sneak into the Daycare after hours, and Sun and Moon would help her with it, excitedly bouncing ideas off of each other and using as many craft supplies as they can get away with. She usually leaves with a few new pages full of colorful concepts.

Once one of you proposes, they surprise her with a handcrafted dress, her favorite one, looking like they pulled it straight out of the scrapbook. It's gorgeous, with embroidered vining flowers and streaks of vivid colors running up from the bottom.

The wedding itself is held on Music Man's dance floor, and they sneak in (with the DJ's permission) a full banquet table, laden with food for you, Chica, and any trusted human guests. The ceremony is held on the stage, with Music Man showering you both with flower petals after you kiss.

The reception is held on the dance floor, and everyone dances/sings karaoke into the night. Chica sings you a rock ballad she wrote herself, it's very romantic and very sweet (and absolutely bangin)

🐺🎸

Roxy's the complete opposite of Chica, she's never been bothered about weddings, but hey, if it's something you really want, then she'll help work something out- she's already the best at racing and keytar, how hard could planning a wedding be?

Anyway, after several fits of frustrated yelling and stomping about (why is finding good decor so hard in an entertainment center??) she enlists Moon's, Chica's, and Freddy's help. Moon, with his high security clearance, helps retrieve hard to find things such as rings and a copy of an officiant's script, Chica does much of the decorating and bakes the cake, and Freddy provides emotional support.

The engagement ring she picks out to propose to you with is one of the biggest/most colorful/unique ones, whichever sort she thinks you'd like best. Only the best for her boo 😤

Chica, Freddy, and Moon spend a lot of nights coaching her through her own proposal speech. She keeps getting nervous and going off script, and then they have to stop her from eating the script out of frustration.

Roxy's not a fan of formal clothing, or clothing in general for that matter, finding it claustrophobic and unnecessary. However, the thought of you in a dress/tux does make her circuits warm, and she wants to look good for you, too- so she gets Sun and Moon to make her a nice tux jacket and bowtie, and Chica combs her hair and tail for her so she looks just as perfect as you.

It takes a lot of time for her to decide on a venue: Daycare, too childish, the DJ's dance floor, too loud, Monty Golf, no way in hell- in the end, she personally clears out the excessive cones and barriers from Roxy Raceway, throws colored sheets over the tall barriers, and hangs a massive disco ball Moon borrowed from storage over the large area she pushes together. She rolls out some red carpet between the entrance, and strings lights over all the walls and dangling down through the gaps in the sheets she tied around the disco ball's cable- ending up with a massive tent, string lights illuminating the pastel colors of the sheets and making everything glow softly. She tries not to boast about it too much in the weeks after your wedding.

#glamrock chica x reader #roxanne wolf x reader #chica x reader #roxy x reader #roxy fnaf x reader #headcanon request

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greetings-and-salutations · 2 years

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“HAY MAZE - ENTER HERE”

Peter Parker x Reader

Day 1 of the 13 Nights of Halloween Spooktacular!!!

Masterlist

(Gif not mine)

A/n: yes I’m aware the Gif is a corn maze and not a hay maze… 😬😂

Requested? No

Summary: Peter’s had a crush on (Y/n) for, quite literally, as long as he could remember. But, was he going to tell her? Absolutely not! That would ruin everything. He’d practically resigned himself to never speaking to her at all, for fear he’d open his mouth and say something stupid, but, what was he to do when she showed up to the same fall festival as him, wearing the cutest costume he’d ever seen, and screaming for his help when things went sideways like they, inevitably, always did?

Warnings: starred out swear words, significant lack of adherence to original plot line, MJ’s a lil mean but in a friend kinda way? 🤔😂, I picked out your costume, sorry 🤷‍♀️😂 Oh, and you’ve got a lil sibling 👌👌👌

Pairing: Tom!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

“God, Parker, you’re such a loser! And that Spider-Man costume’s not even good!” Flash Thompson called out across the street, which was bustling with children and teenagers alike, all collecting candy in their Party City best.

It was Halloween night, and Peter and his friends had decided to spend the evening at a festival just down the street from his apartment, complete with booths full of candy, costumes, and goodies of all sorts. And, of course, the shining diamond of the event: an almost two block long hay maze. Peter was still unsure where they’d gotten permission for such a structure, though opted not to think too much about it. He knew from experience the wacky stuff one could get away with in this city if they had enough money.

Ned rolled his eyes, as the trio took in the poorly constructed Marty McFly costume Flash was currently sporting. Clearly, in Ned’s opinion, it was nothing in comparison to the Spider-Man costume in question, which, you caught him, was just Peter’s suit without the mask. But, what can he say? Costumes are expensive and never worth the inheritance you have to give up for them, anyways.

But, Peter didn’t care what Flash had to say. He thought he looked great and he was intent on having a good time, even if it killed him. Which, judging by the sheer amount of sugary treats in some of the stalls around them, it certainly might.

“He’s such a jerk.” Ned complained, flicking his cape in disgust. Peter, regrettably, wasn’t quite sure who his best friend was supposed to be. But, based off the reaction MJ had received for a similar question earlier in the evening, he decided that keeping that small fact to himself was in his best interest. Speaking of MJ…

“You did kind of ask for it dressing up as Flash’s boyfriend.” She pointed out, joining the conversation. MJ was dressed in her normal clothes, of which, in typical MJ fashion, she had blatantly refused to change out of. Sometimes that girl confused Peter, but, currently, he was too offended to care.

“Spider-Man’s not Flash’s boyfriend.” He argued, almost vomiting at the notion. Flash was the literal worst. He didn’t deserve Peter. He*l, he didn’t deserve a ball python with trust issues.

“Woah, calm down defensive.” MJ fired back, smirking as all this did was work the boy up more. But Peter couldn’t help it. She was poking her nose into something she shouldn’t. It was hard enough with Ned having figured out his secret.

“I’m not defensive!” He argued, his voice cracking a little at the end, and making Peter want to shove his head in the apple bobbing tub in the next booth over, wondering if his powers would prevent him from drowning himself.

“Clearly…” MJ replied sarcastically, before something Ned said caught their attention.

“Hey, look who it is!” Peter turned his head, to follow where the other boy was pointing, and his heart began beating erratically in his chest.

“Is that (Y/n)?” MJ asked, but Peter’s eyes remained on the angel just across the street. It was, indeed, (Y/n), the cute girl from their school that Peter had had a crush on for quite literally as long as he could remember. She was dressed different than usual, obviously, and Peter almost hadn’t recognized her with the white wings and cartoon halo. But there wasn’t another smile in the world that could send butterflies fluttering like crazy the way they were in his stomach. Or, perhaps bats were more on brand for the holiday season?

“Woah, she looks…” Peter couldn’t even put together a sentence, his mind all foggy with sickeningly sweet romance sh*t. That is, until Ned opened his mouth again.

“Hot.” Peter smacked him on the shoulder harshly.

“Dude!” He complained as Ned rubbed the sore spot with a pout.

“He’s not wrong. She does look great in that costume.” MJ interjected, shamelessly watching the angel girl as she spoke to a much younger devil. “You should go talk to her.” She added, watching the devil run off with a group of more elementary school age kids. Peter rounded on her in horror.

“Are you crazy?!?! She’s… and I’m… Ya know?!?!” Peter gestured wildly to prove his point, though even he was aware his words meant little to nothing. MJ raised a brow.

“Gee, that makes so much more sense now. Thanks for clearing that up.” She said sarcastically, ignoring Peters look of intense loathing as Ned spoke up.

“Seriously, dude, what’s stopping you? She’s right there…” He turned to where Peter knew (Y/n) was, before frowning. “Well… WAS right there…” Peter spun around to see what he was talking about and found that, his perfect little angel had disappeared.

“Where’d she go?” He asked no one in particular as his eyes searched the street for her figure, though, it was as if she had dissolved into thin air.

“Why do you care?” MJ asked with a sadistic chuckle. “Were you finally gonna tell her you’ve been pining after her since the third grade?” She asked, making Peter shrug, uncomfortable under her gaze.

“Maybe…” But MJ just rolled her eyes.

“Sure you were. C’mon, Ned. I want to look at those witch hats and you need to find something to distract from that terrible cape.” She said suddenly, pulling the other boy along with her and sending Peter a smirk over her shoulder, Ned following along as he was told.

“Okay… wait- what’s wrong with my cape!?!”

Peter chuckled at his friends before the realization seemed to set in: MJ had left him alone to go find (Y/n)…

+ + +

(Y/n) really should’ve assumed that when (Y/s/n) had asked her to take them trick or treating, she was really only being used for a ride. The pair hadn’t even been at the fall festival for fifteen minutes before (Y/s/n) was finding their friends, and leaving (Y/n) to fend for herself.

She supposed she wasn’t entirely alone. She’d seen a few kids from her school, Flash Thompson, among others, but (Y/n) surely wasn’t yet desperate enough to go searching for the likes of him to keep her company. She’d rather be the sad loner, thank you very much.

Although, standing out in the open might seem the teensiest bit pathetic…

HAY MAZE - ENTER HERE

Well… now there’s an option.

+ + +

Peter was pathetic. He knew that. Surely MJ knew that, what with the unprecedented amount of teasing she’d subjected him to in the last ten minutes. And (Y/n) had probably figured it out somehow too. He wasn’t exactly discreet about his deplorability.

Now, Peter Parker wasn’t scared of much. Being a superhero will do that to you. He’d fought Captain America for Hulk’s sake. But everyone who’s ever met him knew, Peter was downright terrified of not having (Y/n) in his life. It was stupid. He knew that. But try telling his heart that.

And, Peter knew, he couldn’t scare her away if he never spoke to her in the first place. It was a heartbreaking paradox of his own making, but there was nothing he could do about it now.

“Alright, MJ, lay off him. He looks like he’s gonna cry. You okay buddy?” Ned asked the last part in a whisper, as he patted Peter on the back. The pair had returned from their feeble attempt to fix Peter’s love life to find him exactly where’d they’d left him, though, substantially more dejected than before. The spider-boy shoved the comforting hand off him, his cheeks reddening with embarrassment.

“I’m fine. Can we just talk about something else?” He asked, hoping to get his mind off his hopeless crush. MJ, it seemed, finally decided to cut him some slack and nodded her head, before gesturing towards a sign up ahead.

“You guys wanna try our luck?”

HAY MAZE - ENTER HERE

He supposed that could work…

+ + +

Peter still wasn’t entirely sure how they’d gotten so lost. They’d only been in the maze for what felt like moments, before, somehow, Peter, Ned, and MJ had gotten themselves so turned around that they hadn’t only lost their sense of direction, but, rather, one another as well. Peter had a sneaking suspicion MJ had something to do with the situation, but supposed it didn’t matter now. He was in it, and all he could do was keep on walking and hope he was going the right way. There had to be a turn up ahead that revealed some sort of destination, whether it be the maze exit or perhaps a just-as-confused Ned, searching for him as well. Peter had no hope MJ was still looking for either of them. He’d bet his left web-shooter she was already out and laughing over their poor directional skills.

If all else failed, Peter guessed he could always go full Spidey and swing out the top. He knew it was cheating, but, really, who would know? He’d just go back in right before the end and pretend he found his way out just like everyone else. Poor Ned, though…

Suddenly, however, Peter’s contemplations were interrupted by a shrill shriek coming from somewhere further in the maze. His eyes widened in worry, and he threw caution to the wind, his mask quick to cover his face. as he readied himself to swing. He’d recognize that voice anywhere…

“(Y/n)!”

+ + +

In hindsight, it wasn’t THAT scary. The whole “haunted hay maze” thing was, honestly, a tad cringy at best, the plastic skeletons and colorful strobe lights acting as nothing more than a corny backdrop for an otherwise relatively entertaining game.

The rat, however, had seemed to come out of nowhere. And, while screaming like a little girl was not necessarily in (Y/n)’s nature, the thing was huge for a rat, and had brushed up against her leg with a considerable lack of warning.

How was she to know Spider-Man would show up because of her momentary freak out? As if she wasn’t already embarrassed enough…

“Are you okay? What happened?” He was checking her over for injuries, his hands holding her close so that he could inspect her, but that wasn’t what got (Y/n)’s words caught in her throat. That voice…

“Peter?”

+ + +

The white eyes in Peter’s suit widened, in no way hiding his shock from the girl in front of him . How did she…?

“Um… what? Im not- I mean- I’m Spider-Man. What are you-“ He tried to lower his voice, in an attempt to disguise it, but it was too late. The damage had been done. (Y/n) had already figured it out, somehow…

“Really, Peter? I know it’s you.”

Peter Parker was sure he’d never been more shocked in his entire life. Even that time when Tony Stark showed up in his house and kidnapped him to go to Germany couldn’t compare to right then: standing there, a foot away from the girl of his dreams, listening to her shatter his whole world with no more than a word. How did she figure it out? He thought he’d been so careful. Peter shook his head quickly, unintentionally making himself seem a million times more suspicious.

“It’s not me. I mean- I’m not-“ Could this get any worse? But Peter didn’t know the half of it…

“Wow. You know, I thought you were different. But turns out you’re a total jerk just like every other guy at school.”

Well that felt like a punch in the gut… If Peter was confused before, that was nothing on how he felt now. If she really had figured out his secret identity, that he was a superhero in his spare time, why was she yelling at him like he’d just shoved her into a locker and stolen her lunch money?

“What did I-“ He started, but she was not done, her rant sending her pacing in front of him in a way that reminded Peter far too much of his aunt when she was angry.

“You know it’s one thing to pick on me for being scared, but it’s really low to use your Halloween costume to pretend to be Spider-Man.” And suddenly Peter understood. He probably should have been grateful that she hadn’t discovered his biggest secret. But the alternative…

“Wait! (Y/n) please just let me explain-“ He tried, but the girl wasn’t having it.

“What’s there to explain? You thought it’d be funny to mess with the weird lonely girl. Well, congratulations! It was hilarious! Now I’d like to go home please, if I can ever find the end of this stupid maze!” She kicked the hay bale beside her harshly, though it did nothing more than stick little pieces to the bottom of her pants, as she groaned in annoyance.

Peter wanted to help and offered just as much, but (Y/n) was still fuming.

“I don’t want your help. I don’t need your help. I’ll be fine on my own. I don’t need some fake Spider-Man-“ It was at this point that Peter made a rash decision.

“It’s not fake!” He practically screamed, his whole body seething at the mere notion that he could do something so terrible to her. And she completely believed it too. That was the worst part.

Now, spilling the beans about his super alter ego to the girl he’d been crushing on for forever certainly wasn’t how he’d expected the night to go, but it also wasn’t really the end of the world. Ned knew. And that hadn’t caused too many problems as of late. Of course, it would help if she’d just believe him…

“Really, Peter, can you just-“

But, this time, their screaming match was interrupted by someone else: an all too familiar masked figure flying through the air over the festival, pumpkin-shaped bombs at the ready threateningly.

Peter’s face hardened at the sight of the Green Goblin, his fingers itching for his web shooters. Why now? Why tonight of all nights?

“The itsy bitsy spider went swinging through the hay…

C’mon little Spider boy! Come out to play!”

Peter didn’t want to. He wanted to stay here, with (Y/n) and finish explaining everything to her. He really didn’t want to leave her alone thinking the horrible things she had been about him. He wanted her to know everything… about Spider-Man… and his feelings…

But, Peter knew he had a job to do. Spider-Man did. And he’d take (Y/n) being mad at him a million times over if it meant she was safe. And as long as the Goblin was here, she wasn’t…

+ + +

“Who the he*l is that? Peter, we should… Peter?” (Y/n) spun in a complete circle, searching the narrow maze hallway for the boy who she swore had been there just moments before. But, alas, Peter was gone. Her gaze caught sight of a familiar red and blue figure swinging through the air in the direction the Goblin went, and her eyes widened in realization…

“Holy, sh*t… Peter Parker is Spider-Man…”

Tag lists are open!!!

Tags: @electriclcvewp @kaqua @missryerye @simp-for-fictional-people @nickangel13 @miaandthediamonds

#13 Nights of Halloween Spooktacular #peter parker x you #peter parker oneshot #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #peter parker x reader #peter parker

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mxddyhero · 11 months

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can i see the Juza and Jason playlists please?

HI CAM !!! ^^/ Sure!!! I find it super hard to find juza songs... so my good friend anzu helped get the ball rolling on this one ^^

Pssst,, the playlist cover was done by a dear friend, @gompereatsall (not FOR the playlist but it fits) <33 you should go follow her btw...

And my jason one !!!

I made this when I was uh.. in the midst of the brainrot but I do still add to it when I find songs I think he'd like !!! It's almost 7 hours and it's my fave to just stick on and just jam out to 👌

I stand by all the songs on there.

#frfr i love my juza one #its the one i listen to for my 8 hour shifts at work so ill get thru it like 4 times it's very neat #and the jason playlist can't be terrible bcs. well otjer people have liked it...#thank u for the interest!!!#beloved mutual #soliioquising #music #jason todd #juza hyodo

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Idk if you watch or keep up with the premiere league but basically Arsenal played Wolves yesterday and a Wolves player kicked the ball and it hit Martenilli right between the legs (the commentators reaction alone makes it worth looking for this clip) Fabio Viera, his buddy, was over immediately to stretch out his knees and I can't stop thinking about this in terms of Ted Lasso. It's kind of brilliant with any pairing but the Jan and Colin potential is honestly 👌 Jan getting hit, Colin worrying and racing over, realising he probably shouldn't be freaking out so much so publicly so just stretches out his legs as though its a cramp. I just wanted to dump this brain rot somewhere

I’m going to have to hunt down this clip!!

But this is peak Colin/Jan! Colin freaking out and rushing to Jan’s side doing his best to act all casual by trying to pass it off him just helping Jan stretch out Jan’s leg.

Of course this mostly comes off as a general teammate helping out another teammate to the public but you just know Isaac, Dani, and the rest of the team are affectionately rolling their eyes at Colin freaking out and running to help his beloved.

And of course Jan is just laughing at Colin freaking out and then immediately trying to act casual by helping him stretch before helping Jan up completely.

#i think the match you’re referring to is one that happened on Nov 12 anon?#i’ll have to look for it if i have the time #jan maas #colin hughes #colin x jan #ted lasso #arsenal #answered

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[ad_1] DUBAI: After 1020 days of agony, anxiousness and scrutiny, Virat Kohli has received a global hundred on Thursday night time. The look ahead to his 71st worldwide hundred ended when he disdainfully smacked Afghanistan’s Fareed Ahmad over the mid-wicket boundary to deliver up his first T20I century off simply 53 balls. As he took off his helmet, raised his bat to the smattering of crowd within the stadium and kissed his wedding ceremony ring in his necklace, Kohli’s light smile screamed of the aid he should have felt. Probably, he would have least anticipated to deliver up his 71st century within the shortest format whereas opening the innings with common skipper Rohit Sharma opting to relaxation within the inconsequential match. As It HappenedOnly an occasion as particular as this might have injected some curiosity within the match. His innings of unbeaten 122 off 61 balls (with 12 fours and 6 sixes), which had one blemish when he was dropped on 28 by Ibrahim Zadran at deep mid-wicket off captain Mohammad Nabi, helped India submit a mammoth whole of 212/2. An all-round efficiency from #StaffIndia as they seal a 101-run win in opposition to Afghanistan 👏👏 Scorecard 👉… https://t.co/OAedZXiYCw— BCCI (@BCCI) 1662657544000The match after the Kohli knock quickly grew to become a drag after Bhuvneshwar Kumar worn out the Afghanistan high order taking 5/4 in his 4 overs. And the drudgery ended with Dinesh Karthik bowling the final over of India’s marketing campaign right here within the Asia Cup as India completed with 101-run win, Afghanistan mustering 111/8. That's a 5-wicket haul for @BhuviOfficial and he finishes with good bowling figures of 5/4 🔥🔥Live -… https://t.co/ZZb4wdDpcG— BCCI (@BCCI) 1662654184000For a person with nice affinity for events, Kohli would have cherished the second got here in a match with larger significance. Given how hostile issues have been for him during the last one yr, he'll take each bit of excellent information that comes his means. Kohli arrived right here in Dubai with query marks over his place within the T20 workforce. He leaves as India’s highest scorer by a distance. The milestone we would all been ready for and right here it's!71st International Century for @imVkohli 🔥💥#AsiaCup2022… https://t.co/Dpj6yi0AWL— BCCI (@BCCI) 1662653049000💯🙌👌@imVkohli #AsiaCup2022 #INDvAFG https://t.co/J8asz3zXpk— BCCI (@BCCI) 1662650891000It was India’s last outing within the event. Along with Rohit, Hardik Pandya and Yuzvendra Chahal have been rested. For most a part of India’s innings, each groups appeared like going via the motions. Afghanistan bowlers, drained out by the emotionally-charged humdinger they performed in opposition to Pakistan in Sharjah an evening earlier, clearly appeared jaded and pushed themselves to place out the same efficiency. Kohli and Rahul, who got here into the event longing for recreation time, weren't going to overlook out. The sedate begin within the first 4 overs of the powerplay might have indicated India’s struggles on the high of the innings however each knew they needed to make it rely. They took on Nabi and Rashid Khan so as to add impetus to the innings. The footwork appeared nimble because it comes with a transparent thoughts. Perhaps, the strain of a giant recreation wasn’t there. Yet, it was an opportunity to get issues rolling for them. As Kohli began discovering the fence with ease, Rahul received into the act and began out-scoring him earlier than being dismissed for 62 off 41 balls which had six boundaries and two sixes. Kohli was all the time cruising via the innings. But he took it to a different stage after the fifteenth over at the same time as Rishabh Pant was struggling for timing. Kohli ran onerous between wickets and hogged the strike within the final 5 overs as he placed on 87 runs in 42 balls for the third wicket with Pant scoring simply 20 off 16 balls. He skipped down the monitor to Rashid Khan, easy punches via the covers, the glides previous quick third-man and the swats via mid-wicket mentioned he was batting in auto-mode over again.

Afghanistan’s two daredevil left-arm pacers Fazalhaq Farooqi and Fareed Ahmad discovered what bowling in opposition to gold normal batting was all about. Like the knock in opposition to Pakistan final Sunday, this innings too had a trademark Kohli written throughout. As he has performed all via his profession, Kohli demonstrated that a T20I innings may very well be adequately paced by enjoying orthodox textbook pictures and never the modern-day funky pictures. If India appeared for any constructive popping out of the event, it must be Kohli displaying he's batting at his finest. !(function(f, b, e, v, n, t, s) )( window, document, 'script', 'https://connect.facebook.net/en_US/fbevents.js', );if(typeof window !== 'undefined') window.TimesApps = window.TimesApps [ad_2] Source link

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Afghanistan’s two daredevil left-arm pacers Fazalhaq Farooqi and Fareed Ahmad discovered what bowling in opposition to gold normal batting was all about. Like the knock in opposition to Pakistan final Sunday, this innings too had a trademark Kohli written throughout. As he has performed all via his profession, Kohli demonstrated that a T20I innings may very well be adequately paced by enjoying orthodox textbook pictures and never the modern-day funky pictures. If India appeared for any constructive popping out of the event, it must be Kohli displaying he's batting at his finest. !(function(f, b, e, v, n, t, s) window.TimesApps = window.TimesApps )( window, document, 'script', 'https://connect.facebook.net/en_US/fbevents.js', );if(typeof window !== 'undefined') window.TimesApps = window.TimesApps [ad_2] Source link

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