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haltiamieli · 1 year

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Squad #14 presents: CloneShipping Big Bang Sneak Peek!

Hghg my pals @cloneshippingbigbang has been a Journey on my part! But with my awesome team we are getting there, and now right before the posting will start me and my most bestest artist @reaalikaasu have joined forces to give you a teaser!

on being interchangeable

Author: @haltiamieli Artist: @reaalikaasu Rated: M Word count: 30k+ Major warnings: Major Character Death, Grief, Mental Health Issues, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Substance Misuse, Sex Under Influence, Invasion Of Privacy Main relationships: Thorn/Fox, Thorn&Thire, Thorn&Stone, Thorn/Fox/Cody, Thire&Stone, Thire/OC Summary: Welcome to a Thorn lives AU, except this time it is Thire who dies in his stead. Due to Complications, it was Thire in Thorn's armour on Scipio. Now everyone still alive has to deal with the fact that to cover this up Thorn has to keep pretending for a lot longer than anyone was prepared for.

Fibre comes over with the cup and a brush that doesn’t look like the kind they use to paint armor. Thorn stays in place obediently as Fibre starts to spread the stuff on his head. It feels cold and weird, especially where the hair is shortest and the brush meets no resistance. “You’ll need to come to me again in a few weeks to do the roots again. Or I can teach you how to do it yourself, so you don’t need to get me every time you do this”, Fibre tells him, and something about his words turns Thorn’s world inside out.

To do it again in a few weeks. To come back to paint Thire over his face, or to learn to do this himself so he won’t have to keep coming back.

The room spins around him. Why the fuck can’t he breathe. Why the fuck can’t he keep it together.

He has lost men before. Even if Thire is - was - special, he is just one more name on the list of brothers who have died. “I might need Fox”, Thorn gasps.

“Sir”, Fibre says but it is like he was speaking over a malfunctioning comm.

Thorn feels like he is on the verge of some sort of a revelation, but not a good one. And if he falls, there won’t be going back. Fibre said he would help Thorn do the dye job again. Because the hair will grow back blond, but he can’t keep it like that anymore. Because the hair will keep growing back for the rest of his life but he…

Something crashes on the floor, he thinks. It must be on the floor. If you drop things, they fall down. Some things are inevitable that way.

Thire is dead, and he won’t be coming back, but Thorn.

Thorn is stuck in some sort of an in-between state, still breathing but dead on paper. Dead for everyone off planet. Dead for all his batchmates and for most of his command track, dead for the cute vod he had been thinking about maybe calling again when 104th was back on Coruscant.

He is dead to everyone he hasn’t yet met too, because from now on he has to put on a foreign armor and a foreign face every day for the rest of his life. His whole identity is dead.

Except in all the ways that he is still alive.

#cloneshipping big bang #cloneshipping #cloneshipping event #CSBB23 #commander thorn #coruscant guard #these damn characters are bothering me so hard #i will get this done or so help me :DD #i owe an eternal gratitude to my beta the third member of our team #also reaalikaasu rocks this art thing so hard i mean LOOK AT THAT #i could not have asked for a better team #now i just need to hammer at the final scenes of my fic and then i can finally rest

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clemencetaught · 8 months

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COMMON MISCONCEPTIONS

that he just takes things lying down; that he doesn't have a spine. i know in all of his verses i put him through a lot of shit and it seems like he's just experiencing one tragic thing after another without retaliating. but the main reason he doesn't retaliate is because he knows how to pick his fights. when to pick them too and when he does so, it's usually because he knows a. he has a chance at winning, but also b. he has a valid reason to. as a rational person, he always tries to assess the situation before taking any decisive actions.

basically, if he's not reacting to something you did, it's because either a. he doesn't think it's something worth getting into an argument/fight about or b. he's biding for his time, it's just a matter of when he strikes. and heaven help the person who manages to piss him off- patrick doesn't makes threats, he makes promises.

AN IMPORTANT HEADCANON

felicity price, who is actually a request muse on my multimuse blog, is one of the most important connections in every verse of patrick's. she's one of the few people who really got patrick to not only open up, but also to loosen up- throw a joke or two in. when she was alive, they were a very playful and affectionate couple, who didn't shy away from pda ( although patrick did have some decorum :'D ). i would say part of the reason they had such a strong chemistry is also due to each of them...recognizing and empathizing with each other's loneliness.

so when she passed ( and suddenly too ), to patrick it wasn't just losing his significant other, it was also losing his best friend, someone who truly understood him and loved him as he was all in the blink of an eye. and without any sound reason.

A USELESS HEADCANON

He's nerd in every sense of the word. once his interest in something is piqued, he has a tendency to jump down the rabbit hole and find out as much as he possibly can about the topic until something else comes his way. this is the reason research is perfect for patrick and the reason today he knows greek and roman mythology like the back of his hand.

POTENTIAL TRIGGERS

in verse two, he has really really bad pyrophobia, having literally been set on fire before. it's to the point that if he smells smoke, he will freak out and become aggressive.

violence and death are general triggers on this blog and there are triggers specific to each verse. they are listed in my rules page, but here's a comprehensive list for your convenience:

verse two: or*gan traf*ficking, torture, kidnapping, & ptsd

verse three: sex traf*ficking, sui*cide, and sa.

SOMETHING YOU ENJOY ABOUT (WRITING) THEM

i really like how literary he can get- like there's something about his character that makes me want to go into metaphors and imagery with him. i think it's the lit major in me that resonates with him. i also think that because he's more on the subtle side, writing him really forces me to...i guess think more deeply about how he might get a point across in comparison to say, someone on the genuine side. he's a roundabout kinda person, both with his words and actions. ngl i feel like if he weren't already a good guy, he'd make a great villain fjskldjflskj

that and around the right people, he can be petty as shit, i love it when that comes out :DDDD

SOMETHING YOU WANT OTHERS TO KNOW BEFORE WRITING WITH THEM

just because he's nice most of the time, doesn't mean he'll go along with whatever someone says. say something mean about his loved ones or pry into his personal boundaries and he'll give you choice words that will stab you. he'll slide them in so eloquently, so smoothly most times canonically the other person wouldn't realize they're being insulted until after a minute or two.

tagged: stole it! thank you very much <3 // tagging: @velvetineblue @uroborosymphony ( ara!! ) @tvsteoftrvgedy )@jeoseungsaja ( for...hyuk?? :D ) @mythvoiced ( sarang pls <3 ) @bloodxhound @phantombs and you, steal it and tag me :DD

#nothing that a biscuit can't help ( dash games. )#believe in a precious world ( headcanons. )#this was fun to do :DD #honestly i always have brainrot for this guy and lots of hcs #but also never enough energy to put it down on paper </3 #however i have a long weekend!!#so i will try to get some writing done either here or elsewhere #( check my other blogs if you want proof of activity seriously :'D )#anyways to everyone who was tagged....tell me something cool about ur muse PLS :DDD

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randombubblegum · 1 year

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im curious: dd or ent?

FOR ME!!!!!!!! PERSONALLY!!!!!!!!! double dare :,)

i absolutely love this album. its my favorite….. not only do i love the music itself and the motifs and of course the lyrics (id say a good 2/3 of my fav parx lyrics are off this album) but also?? the fucking agony of knowing the motif and how it ends….. watching awsten throw himself, headlong and desperate, after someone (some…ones?) who just doesnt. fucking. want him back. OUUGHHH it gets me so bad. it literally guts me like a fish. you wont like what you see so keep your eyes off of me. i fall in love with everything that wants nothing to do with me. youve painted your future but im just not in the picture maybe i missed the frame, maybe im seconds late… will you get tired of my time? am i in his position now? KILLS ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dont get me wrong i also fucking LOVE entertainment and the “this love we have is hurting me so bad but i cant lose you, please dont hurt me anymore, but i cant take this…” and then… the knowledge of what happened right before it dropped ☹️ ugh theyre both such good albums. but i will always be a dd girlie because some of those lines reach into my ribcage and squeeze my heart like a beanbag. godDAMN he used to write the most incredible songs of love and hurt and hope and betrayal and agony

#full disclaimer i am not tin foil hatting when i aay part of dd is about ciara and a perhaps larger part is about otto #the betrayal. the chasing after someone you just couldnt quite get to love you back… love you the way you needed #it pulls and yanks something in me so deep i cant help bu tear up sometimes it is SO well done #mail time!

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torialefay · 3 months

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Do You Want to Try?

daddy!chan x virgin!reader smut 🔞

✨synopsis: chan makes sure you feel comfortable during your first time <3

✨request from: @whatudowhennooneseesyou

✨ word count: ~3.4k

✨warnings: this is literally just smut, so minors dni; uses nicknames like daddy and babygirl, but this is NOT meant to in any way mirror a DD/LG scenario… absolutely no age play here

• “Do you want to try?” Chan asked, watching you wiggle on the bed, his eyes growing big.

• The two of you had been together for a couple of months. With Chan being the gentleman he is, he never explicitly brought up sex, although you could tell he wanted to.

• You weren’t oblivious to the way he would creep his hand up your thigh and hold it there, right on the inside. Sometimes he would lightly squeeze and pretend he wasn’t watching you to gage your reaction.

• Sometimes he would go as far as to walk up behind you while you were in the kitchen cooking, holding onto you from behind and pressing his growing boner against you.

• You knew what he wanted, but you also knew he’d never explicitly bring it up unless you gave him some sort of a signal.

• What Chan didn’t know is that you were a virgin.

• Were you embarrassed? Maybe a little. You knew you didn’t need to be. Chan would never judge you for something like that… And it wasn’t like he didn’t have his sneaking suspicions about it.

• He knew he made you red and nervous when he would act up around you. He thought it was way too cute. It honestly made him want to get you flustered even more. Teasing you and making subtle remarks with the tiniest hints of want in them.

• But you’d still never said it aloud. Until one day, you couldn’t help it.

• STAYs thirsted over Channie like none other. You didn’t mind it much because… hey, he’s the hottest thing ever. But after reading one post in particular, you got a bit of inspiration. It started to make you think… What if Chan really didn’t mind? What if he could show you the ropes.

• The thread was talking about Chan being into the “daddy” kink, and how he’d be very dominant but loving. It got you thinking if it was really true. And the more you thought about it, the more you wanted to test it. You couldn’t help but get a little wet thinking about him getting horny for you anyways.

• So you decided to try your best to push the nerves beside you and let yourself try something new.

• When Chan came home, you’d been waiting for him in the bedroom. Normally, you’d have been in the kitchen or the living room, so he didn’t expect to find you here. He especially didn’t expect you to be sitting on the bed as soon as he stepped in the door, pulling for his hand to bring him closer to you.

• “Channie, can you sit with me for a second?” you asked as you pulled him right to you. A look of worry spread across his face. Instead of sitting on the bed next to you, he opted to kneel right in front of you on the floor so his face could be right in front of yours.

• “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He asked.

• “I need to tell you something. It’s something I should have talked to you about a long time ago, but I was embarrassed.”

• “Alright, what is it?”

• “Well, I… Well you probably already figured it out, but I’ve never really had sex before…” you looked toward the corner of the room, too nervous to make eye contact with him. “And I just want you to know that I’ve been picking up on your signals, but I’ve just never done anything like that before and I really don’t know what I’m doing. Or even where to start.”

• Chan squeezed your hand, and stroked around it with his thumb, signaling for you to look back at him.

• “Do you want to try?” Chan asked, watching you wiggle on the bed, his eyes growing big.

• “I think so… I think you’d make me feel comfortable. If you’ll walk me through it?” you got the courage to say.

• Chan took your face in his hands. “Of course I will, sweetheart.” He planted a kiss to your cheek.

• As he backed his face up, he grinned.

• “And Channie, one more thing?”

• “Yes?” He leaned back until he was situated again kneeling on the ground.

• “Would you like it if I called you Daddy?”

• He smiled for a split second, not believing what he’d just heard.

• “Oh baby girl,” he said, lifting himself to his feet. He gently pushed you down so you were laying on the bed. “You don’t even know,” he smiled and threw his body down next to you. He moved himself closer into you so he could kiss your neck.

• This, you were used to. Things had gotten steamy before, but it never led past kissing. This you knew you could do well. You laid back and enjoyed the sensation of his lips connected to your neck.

• “Alright baby, I’m gonna move my hands around you a little bit. If there’s something you don’t like, you let me know and we’ll stop, okay?” He breathed out.

• Getting bolder now, knowing he was thoroughly enjoying giving this new experience to you, you replied back. “Yes daddy.”

• Chan must have really liked that, responding by biting down into your neck. The pain was there, but it was more pleasure than anything. You loved the way it felt.

• Chan slowly moved his hands along your body. Starting at your waist, he traced up and down your hips as he leaned up to join his lips with yours. He crept his hands slowly along the outline of your body until they were resting lightly over your boobs. He gave one a light squeeze and waited for your response.

• You let out a tiny moan, encouraging him to give you more. It felt good to have him massage you so gently. You always thought of sex as something to be nervous about, but maybe with Chan’s it would just be something to focus on making you feel taken care of.

• You felt as Chan started massaging harder and squeezing around, moving to the other breast.

• “Is it okay if I go under your shirt baby?” He asked.

• You nodded in response, not sure if you could really form sentences during this yet.

• He snaked his hand underneath the fabric and let it slide up your stomach until he reached the top of your bra. Scooping his hand around the top and under your boob, he gently moved the fabric of the bra to the side, exposing your breast slightly.

• Not daring to move his lips off of yours again, he slowly moved his fingers around your nipple, letting it get hard from the sensation. And you had to admit, it felt damn good. Slowly, he worked his way up to rubbing harder before taking it in between his fingers and rolling it around. You moaned at how good the pressure felt. You felt Chan smile, breaking the kiss.

• As he moved his hand to begin on the other breast, he moved his head to rest beside yours.

• “Daddy wants to watch you now, okay? I need to see your pretty face to make sure you like it.”

• “Okay,” you got out sheepishly. Suddenly, you felt a bit self-conscious knowing that Chan was going to be watching your every move. You tried to sink down into the mattress to ignore it and instead focus on the feeling of Chan on your other breast. He rubbed and pinched and rolled his fingers around under you were writhing underneath him.

• He let out a small chuckle at how cute you looked. “Feel good baby?”

• “Yes daddy.”

• “How about we get these clothes off of you? I’ll be careful and we’ll go slow, okay?”

• You nodded in agreeance. Chan took that as his cue to raise himself up off the bed and take his time with lifting your shirt off of you. He took special care as he reached around you to unclasp your bra at the back, digging his hands into the mattress to get there and pressing a kiss to your forehead. He didn’t want you to have to lift a finger.

• He slid your pants down and off of you, hooking your underwear as well so that they went with the rest.

• You felt so exposed like this. Completely naked in front of someone for the first time. It was scary, and Chan could pick up on that feeling.

• “Don’t be nervous baby, you are so so beautiful,” he said, sliding his body back to lie down next to yours. One arm held him propped up on an elbow, leaving the other to rub up and down your body.

• “Can daddy move down lower now?” He asked, once he’d settled in right next to your ear, planting small kisses to the outside of it.

• “Mmhmm,” you managed to get out.

• Chan walked his hand down to your pussy, making sure to massage all around the area before focusing in on your middle. Once he got there, he stopped himself. “This is going to make you feel good, okay? I need you to tell me when it starts feeling good, and I’ll keep doing that. Got it?”

• You writhed underneath him in anticipation. “Got it.”

• “Good girl,” he whispered, planting another kiss to your earlobe. He let a couple of fingers work themselves between your folds, admiring quickly how wet you were for him.

• “Do you feel how wet you are? That’s so good honey. I’m so proud of you.”

• You blushed in response, focusing on the feeling of his finger tips.

• He worked them slowly to where he felt your clit. You jumped a little at the sudden sensitive feeling, not knowing how to respond.

• Chan chuckled. “That’s supposed to be the part that makes you feel good. Daddy’s gonna go slow, and you should start to feel it.” He didn’t ask for permission now.

• He slowly started to move his fingers up and down over your clit. You felt your breath hitch. He continued for a little while before beginning to rub small circles around it, sending you into overdrive. Your breath started to quicken.

• “Oh good girl,” he cooed down at you. “So that’s what you like, huh?” He beamed. “Does that feel good? Tell me how it feels.”

• “It feels so good Channie.”

• “Perfect,” he smiled into you. “Daddy’s gonna move down there to get a taste, okay? I promise I won’t stop making it feel good.”

• Chan continued to rub you in just the same way until he slid himself down to where his face was hovering just over your pussy. With his tongue stuck out, he made his way in, licking up and down the folds at first. He then moved to your clit, taking over his previous motions to begin with his tongue. He felt you jolt up slightly at the new feeling, letting out a slight moan in the process.

• He hummed into you in response, the vibrations making you feel a new sensation. You suddenly didn’t know why you’d been scared to tell him for so long. Feeling him wrap his tongue up in you was the most loving, erotic sensation you’d ever felt. And god, if it didn’t make you feel like the most special person in the world.

• “Keep your eyes on daddy,” Chan said. He wasn’t mean, but you knew better than to argue him. As you looked down, you almost came immediately at the sight. His curls were tousled in every direction as his hands splayed across your hips, holding you down into him.

• When his eyes came up to connect with yours, you wanted to jump out of your skin. The look on his face of watching you, knowing how good he was making you feel was overstimulating. He kept circling your clit at just the right pace. You were sure you were going to go over the edge any second.

• Your breathing started to pick up and you felt a twitch down your leg.

• Chan brought a finger up to push inside of you slowly, wanting to give you a tiny bit more stimulation. You could feel the small extra pressure it gave to you, and coupled with how sensitive you were, you were doing everything you could to hold on. It just felt too fucking good. You felt yourself lose all thoughts and begin to drift off.

• Chan disconnected his lips from your cunt for a single moment. “Cum for daddy, baby,” he instructed before going right back to his tiny circles on your clit. Looking at his face and hearing his demand was the last thing you needed to reach your climax. Your hands flew down to his hair to hold onto his head as your legs began to twitch around him and the warm feeling spread out from your clit to the rest of your body. You suddenly started to convulse around him, moaning out for him with every last breath. You couldn’t control yourself as Chan kept lapping at you, holding your hips down to make sure you didn’t miss out on any feeling of the pleasure he could give you.

• Once he was satisfied that you were done, he lifted his face from you and raised his body up until he was resting on his knees. He smiled down at you and how out of it you looked.

• “Mmm did that make you feel good, sweetheart?” He smiled, rubbing and massaging along your thighs. You didn’t even know how to respond to that considering the way he just made you feel. You just nodded your head and smiled, moving your arms to stretch them out over your head and then cover your face in slight embarrassment.

• “How about you let daddy stretch you out a little now?” He asked, already bringing his dick to your entrance to move it around against the wetness of your lips. “Come on, don’t cover that beautiful face. Let me see you.”

• You moved your hands and arms away from your face and brought them together, clasping to each other on your chest. Chan just smiled down, admiring how cute you looked for him.

• “That’s more like it… Now, I’m gonna start slow okay? You’ll let me know if it starts to hurt or if I’m going to fast?”

• “Yes…” you whispered out, not knowing if you were really ready or not.

• “Yes what?” he peered down, stern look now on his face.

• “Yes daddy.”

• With that, he slowly began to inch himself into you. One hand resting on your thigh, the other rested just at the underside of his dick to stabilize himself as he entered. He watched intently as your pussy slowly started to open up for him, making sure to go as slowly as he possibly could. Then he made sure to go back and fixate on your face, now with furrowed brows and lips parted open.

• He continued in silence until he was all the way in, letting himself rest inside for just a moment. “Fuck baby, you’re so tight,” he huffed out, throwing his head back. “I feel like if I start moving, I’m going to tear you apart.”

• He slowly moved himself back, centimeter by centimeter until he was pulled out of you, then slowly pushing back in. He continued this a couple more times until he could tell you were more comfortable. The look on your face had changed from uncertainty to one of actual pleasure. He could tell.

• “You’re taking me so well baby. I knew you’d be a good girl for me.” He finally let himself pull all the way back before ramming into you.

• You let out a loud moan in response, which only agged Chan on more.

• He started to thrust again, faster this time. “Oh, is that how my girl likes it? You like it like that, huh?”

• “Yes, Channie,” you moaned.

• “Ah ah ah,” he stopped pumping for a second.

• “I mean, yes daddy!” you breathed out again.

• With that, Chan picked back up, bringing himself in and out of you with a steadily quickening pace. You could tell he was getting worked up the more he pumped.

• He started to hump into it, more than just strokes now. He was getting deeper into you. You let out a rattling sigh at how good it felt.

• Something almost animalistic came over Chan. He almost looked like he wanted to consume you. His jaw locked and his eyes fixated on your face before spitting out at you every last thought he had in his mind.

• "You like it when your daddy fucks you like this, don’t you? You like letting daddy ruin you for anyone else. Being my good little perfect girl. So good for me, letting me fuck you however I want. You don’t want daddy to stop, do you?”

• At that, Chan started to pound into you, getting relentless now. His face was focused, almost looking mad. He hit the spot that you now knew would be the end of you. He kept hitting it and hitting it until you knew you weren’t going to be able to take it anymore.

• “No, don’t stop. Don’t stop,” you panted out. “Please don’t stop. It feels so good,” you were about to cry at this point, not recognizing this feeling. The feeling of breathlessness and pressure, building up, slowly working you to a point you weren’t yet familiar with.

• Chan began to moan violently, forcing himself into you with no remorse. He violently held onto your hips, slamming them down into him as he fucked you. He was going to make sure you felt all of them.

• “So good and tight… God.. FUCK,” he yelled, throwing his head back. He slammed himself in. “Fuck baby, you’re gonna make me cum.. Don’t give into me yet. You can take it. Keep fucking taking it.” He fucked himself into your as hard and fast as he could, bottoming out every time. He hit way up into your cervix and for a moment, you thought you might pass out.

• “Fucking take it, princess. Fucking take me,” he yelled, not able to stop himself.

• “Yes daddy,” you replied back, borderline crying now. He was just too good. It was all way too good.

• Hearing your new name for him was the last thing he needed. “I’m cumming... Fuck I’m cumming. Holy shit,” Chan quickly pulled himself out of you, quickly jerking his dick back and forth as cum shot out of him and onto your stomach. "Fuckkkkkkk." He couldn’t help but moan the entire time, looking at how pretty you looked with his cum all over you.

• You winced underneath him, never having seen this sight before. This was the hottest you’d ever seen him. And to think, he was doing all of this over you.

• He stroked himself up and down until every last drop of cum was out, growling at the last few drops.

• “Shit baby, hold on just a second,” he said, once he’d finally caught his breath.

• He took a few steps to the bathroom, coming back with a wet cloth to clean you off with.

• As you also had finished catching your breath, he came back up to lay himself beside you, bringing the covers up with him. He raised your head up to extend his arm underneath, and then rested it back on top of him so that you were propped up into him.

• “I’m sorry baby, I should have asked you before doing all of that at the end. I don’t know what came over me. Was it okay? Did it feel okay?”

• You took a few seconds to look into his eyes, suddenly full of love and worry.

• “It was perfect Channie. You were perfect.” You smiled at him. He shot you a huge smile back, nuzzling his head into yours and placing a soft kiss on your lips.

• “I’m so glad. You were perfect for me too. I’m so honored I could be your first.”

• You thought your heart would explode from how much love you felt for this man.

• After giving you another kiss on the cheek and lying his head down to rest on top of yours, he whispered into you. “And hopefully I’m going to be your last too.”

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rui-drawsbox · 3 months

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remembering the most memorable mc's (with canon appearences) from the otomes i played

all of them are phone games btw. and looong rambling about the games after the cut!

Mystic messenger has been in my radar since i was in elementary school but i played it for the first time after the spanish traslation came out (2017 i think?) Seven shaped my type in such a specific way that im not really sure why loved him so much (it was the whole "he loves you in every route" stuff). I like a lot the default mc, most of the fandom did and that was enough to won me over

Rosa is top tier protagonist tbh, Tears of Themis has really good story and characters (as far i played, not a lot but i enjoyed it) The reason i'm not that much of a fan is bc the game is expensive asf and not very free to play friendly. You're either lucky or have a big wallet with the gacha

i miss my wife man(Marius)

Ephemeral has to be one of the best free to play otomes i've played tbh (if my memories aren't tricking me, it's been years) Good artwork, good storyline, good characters and as far i remember you can unlock one chapter of the character route per day (mabye two days, idk) and the mc's background has an important role in every route (she's a zombie! she's pretty now but eventually will fall apart, aaaaand her story gets expanded in one of the routes!) ((shes also adorable)) There's also a sequel, if you wanted more of the boys! never finished it but i'd recommend it

Honorable mentions! Huellitas Mágicas is a great game! has a really good cast with well fleshed arcs for all the characters, even the scondary ones! The game shines more for the development of *all* the characters rather than just the protagonist/ml. The main theme is overcoming insecurities! Each love interest has a different way of helping our (very insecure) protagonist and helping different characters with their own struggles :DD

10/10 i recommend this game if you want something cute and can be finished in a few hours, if i remember right. It also has a sequel! with like- 12 new love interests, also never finished it bc i didnt found a guide that worked for me but ñek

A3! is my canon event as a gacha player. Discovered the english/global server, tried it and got bored, left it for a few months, tried it again and fell in love, noticed the game was going to shut down bc low sales -HAHA :(-. This is not a otome btw, this is here bc Izumi has to be one of my favorite protagonists in gacha games ever

last but not least! Obey me! Shall we date? oh dear, what have they done to you :(. The original had intense powercreep to force you to pull cards -multiple times bc that makes them stronger- and even now, the company showed a lot of favoritism to some characters, leaving others to dust bc they don't make the same money. Not to say, they released a new game with the same cast and new main story (ignoring all what happend before). And let me say: THEY LITERALLY WANTED TO KILL THE ORIGINAL GAME.

Nightbringer might be a decent game but i don't trust the devs anymore, i still remember what happend with Asmo's birthday right after the release, and honestly i don't want to sit there watching how they disrespect my favorite characters again and again and again. Loved the characters hated the devs. 5/10 you can play it if you want but i don't recommend spending money on it, it's not worth it, just search #obey me here in tumblr and enjoy the amazing fanworks that i can assure you have a lot more love than the game itself

i miss my wife man (mammon and levi)

#got sting by the nostalgia mosquito #thinking about it i kinda want to play huellitas magicas again #mystic messenger #mysme #tears of themis #rosa tears of themis #ephemeral #its that the right tag?#huellitas magicas #a3 #a3! act! addict! actors!#izumi tachibana #obey me #obey me shall we date #otome game #tot

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csainzoperator · 5 months

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love bites ☆

summary: y/n and her bestfriend are out partying. her boyfriend knows she's in a club and can't help but feel a bit jealous that men will get to see his girl smile, dance and what not. so he pulls up to the club with the his driver friends.

(pierre gasly × fem!reader)

trigger warnings: a few sexual intendos, mostly fluff, biting and a lovesick pierre

read more under the cut!

y/nusername has posted a story!

party ready!! liked by pierregasly, yourbsfusername and others. seen by charles_leclerc, carlossainz55 and others

- pierregasly has replied to your story "are you trying to kill me, baby?"

you smile cheekily as you type back a reply "maybe"

- pierregasly "fuck."

you smile and keep your phone inside your purse, knowing very well that your boyfriend who is at home rn, most probably is going insane. you and your bestfriend reach the club and go straight to the bar to down some shots. "its been so long since we have done this oh my god!" your bestfriend says to you after you order a few shots of vodka.

after a while, you are slightly tipsy (totally drunk) and your bestfriend is down only a shot as she was the DD (designated driver) tonight.

"we should dance" you whisper in her ears as the music was too loud. you had a wide smile on your face as dancing was one of the things you loved the most.

you gasp as you hear your favourite song play. it was "please don't stop the music" by rihanna. you giggle as you pull your bestfriend and start dancing to the beat.

little did you know that your boyfriend was only a few metres away, watching you as you moved your hips, laughing now and then. not only him but most of the drivers on the grid were there too.

the music changes and the mood gets all sexy as "under the influence" by chris brown starts playing. you feel a pair of hands on your waist and quickly move away "i have a boyfriend" is all you get out. but your drunk ass didn't recognise that it was your boyfriend that was behind you.

pierre smiles as he realises how drunk you are. he slowly makes you turn towards him.

"baby, its me." pierre whispers in your ear as he caresses your waist.

you smile wide and wrap your hands around his neck "am i hallucinating because i missed you so much"

he laughs and gives your cheek a sweet kiss "no, i'm here, my love" you let out a giggle as he kisses your cheek. you start dancing again, guiding pierre's hands towards your hips. you have no idea how hot you look to your boyfriend right now. his hands grip your hips tighter, moving slowly with you.

you tiptoe and whisper in his ear, as the lyrics say "your body light weight speaks to me." he lets out a small groan and turns you around, your back facing his chest. he rests his chin on your shoulder, kissing your neck now and then. "you really did plan to kill me today, no?" he whispers in your ear.

"not really, how would i survive without your kisses?" you reply as you try to control your giggles. pierre just shakes his head in amusement.

the song comes to an end and both of you walk towards a private booth where all your friends are seated. pierre settles down on the couch, pulling you down on his lap.

"he's so goddamn whipped. mans made us drop all our work to go clubbing with him to see HIS girlfriend like how is that fair??" lando was ranting to charles, although charles looked like he had been through this almost a million times. "i mean, if my girlfriend looked like that and was out late at night, i would gladly be a security gaurd, no charges" daniel says as he clicks a few pictures of the bar, and lily with alex.

lando nods, humming in response "fair enough." pierre flips him off as you giggle again, with your head on his chest. you get the sudden urge to say a few things and sit straight, still on his lap.

you grab a bottle of champagne that was on the table and hold it as your mic "ladies and gentlebitches, i miss my boyfriend right now. he is the most sexiest man alive, but still somehow the most adorable human" you keep blabbering and suddenly you realise that charles is here. you point a finger at him, like as if he has committed a huge crime. "YOU, YOU ALWAYS TRY TO STEAL HIM YOU KNOW?" you yell at charles and feel two arms wrapping around your waist tightly, pulling you backwards because you were angle-ing the champagne bottle like you were about to throw it at charles.

this erupts loud laughter in the room and you giggle to yourself again "oh my god i'm funny" you start wiggling in pierre's lap, making him wrap his arms around you even tighter, if that was even possible. "that is really not helping our situation right now, mon cherie." he whispers in your ear. your eyes widen as you stop moving.

"guys, pierre didn't even let me have dinner and now his girlfriend wants to kill me. can we please go get some food?" charles says, all ready to leave.

"my treat!" pierre smiles as he says this. he looks at you and raises his eyebrows "and for my lady, what would you like to eat?"

"you." they say devil works fast but your mouth sure does work faster. everyone around you make gagging sounds, completely disgusted.

"I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THIS INFORMATION" max, who never spoke a word the entire night, suddenly yells. everyone agrees to his beautiful words and start moving out of the private area, towards the exit.

just before you all leave, danny asks you and pierre to smile for a picture and you look up at pierre, smiling cheekily before tip-toeing and biting his cheek. pierre smiles wide for the camera as danny's precious camera captures the moment perfectly.

danny rolls his eyes playfully, making a disgusted noise. "i hate you guys" both of you laugh as he walks out. pierre holds your hand in his and wraps another arm around the small of your waist as you walk together.

"what was that bite for?" he asks, although he already knows the answer. you do it often. very often to be honest. your love language is biting basically.

"i told you i wanted to eat you, i wasn't lying" you mock seriousness but fail miserably as you start giggling again.

"crazy. my girlfriend is crazy" he whispers as he smiles to himself.

you bite his cheek again, mumbling softly "its a love bite, baby."

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these two lovebirds couldn't keep their hands off of each other. it was disgusting. (jk, love you both)

tagged y/nusername and pierregasly

liked by y/nusername, pierregasly, landonoriss and 292,812,23 others.

y/nusername DANNY I LOVE YOU FOR TAKING THIS PICTURE

- daniel.jpg you owe me 7 BILLION DOLLARS NOW.

- pierregaslllyyyy MY PARENTS 🙏🏼🙏🏼

charles_leclerc i'm never ever coming out when pierre and y/n are together. never. i almost died.

- lechairrr MY MANS WENT THRU SOME SHIT LAST NIGHT 😭😭

- carlando LMAO THIS IS TAKING ME OUT

f1wags our favourite wag 🫶🏼

landonoriss my man pierre was going thru some insane shit when he saw y/n's story last night. no joke.

- maxverstappen1 yes. can confirm.

- pierregasly can you guys stop exposing me

- f1lovers LMAO LOVE HOW EVERYBODY IS ATTACKING PIERRE

pierregasly love bite ❤️

the end ♡

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evansbby · 2 years

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➳❥ 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: daddy!Ari Levinson x bunny hybrid!reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, noncon to dubcon, dd/lg, daddy!kink, innocence kink, loss of virginity, bunny!hybrid!reader, soft!dark Ari, Curtis Everett cameo, slight pet play, use of collars, mention of leashes, oral (male & female receiving), choking, size difference, age difference - reader is in 20s, Ari is early 40s, breeding kink, spanking, mocking, degradation, spitting, dacryphilia, Ari babies reader a lot, casual misogyny, 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Ari purchased you weeks ago, but are you finally ready for some big girl fun?

𝐀/𝐍: This is purely self-indulgent. Pretty mature so please do read warnings and avoid if it isn't your cup of tea! Enjoy! (images are from Pinterest and GIF was made by me).

“Do you carry her around like that everywhere?” Curtis asks, the corner of his mouth quirking into a smirk when he sees you quivering in Ari’s arms. So small-looking, so delicate, your fluffy tail twitching and soft limbs wrapped around your owner’s body like you’re a koala.

“I could put her down but she’d need a leash.” Ari responds, grinning wolfishly before taking a seat on his leather armchair, plopping you down on his knee where you happily curl up into his chest. “She gets lost easily because she loves to explore, don’t you baby?”

He pats your bum and you nod, feeling especially little and shy. Ari had told you that his friend Curtis was coming over – the first visitor since your daddy had bought you. Well, apart from the doctor who’d done your check-up, but that didn’t count. Curtis looks almost as intimidating as Ari had when you’d first met him – all big and bulky with a wolfish grin on his face, and you can’t help but nuzzle into the crook of Ari’s neck, your ears flopping forward to hide your face.

“She’s a shy little girl, isn’t she?” Curtis comments, reaching down to adjust himself through his pants. He can’t help but lick his lips, hoping the envy isn’t too obvious in his eyes. “Must’ve cost you a fortune.”

Ari hums, “She did, but she’s worth it. Completely untouched, aren’t you, baby?” He strokes the fur of your ear, making you shudder. It’s so soft, you’re so soft. And dainty and innocent and babyish – Ari can’t believe how much he lucked out when the breeder called him and told him about you. You’re the cutest little bunny girl he’s ever seen, and he’s seen a lot, seeing as he gets first pick whenever the breeding company gets new girls.

“Honey, you’re being rude to our guest. Why don’t you say hello?”

You swallow, heart pitter-pattering in your chest but you can’t help but be shy. It had taken you days to warm up to Ari, and Curtis looks super intimidating with his hair all buzzed off and a hungry glint in his eye. But you clear your throat, peaking at him from behind your lashes and willing yourself to be brave and remember what your daddy had taught you about manners.

“Hello, Mr. Curtis.” You say softly, before heat rises to your cheeks and you hide your face in Ari’s neck once more, hands shaking when you hear both older men roar with laughter.

“When I first met her, it took me a good hour to coax her into saying even a single word.” Ari says, cuddling you close. He remembers how small and scared you’d looked, hiding behind your floppy ears as you’d sat quivering in the middle of his bed. “She’s especially shy around men – you know, being a virgin and all.”

You hadn’t even had your first kiss when he’d bought you, and Ari took great pleasure in being your first. He remembered telling you that big girls kiss on the lips, and he’d never forget the entranced look on your face. That heady mix of innocence, fear and curiosity as you’d looked up at him. How your breath had hitched when he’d cupped your jaw, how lax your lips had been against his because you had no idea what to do. And then how you’d hungrily responded, tail twitching as you grew more excited, clambering into his lap to kiss him more.

Now you loved kissies, and Ari loves giving them to you.

Back in the present, Curtis grunts as he eyes you up and down. You look so sweet in your little pink dress that Ari had specifically picked out for you, matching the pink collar around your neck which sports your daddy’s name on a dangling silver charm. Ari knows Curtis is jealous – all he’s got is a wife who bitches and thinks she’s an independent woman. And Ari’s got you – perfectly dependant, docile, submissive little you.

“Baby, why don’t you tell Mr Curtis all the new words daddy taught you.” Ari gently removes your floppy ears from your face, making you sit upright on his lap so that you have nowhere to hide. He’s steadily been training you since the day he bought you, moulding you into his perfect little angel. And you’re such a good student – despite having more air in your head than you do thoughts, your enthusiasm to learn is what gets him the most.

“Uh, okay.” You say slowly, trying to remember the words daddy had taught you. “The first one is – uh – cunt. Right, daddy?” You look up at Ari for reassurance and he nods, giving you a tiny boost of confidence as you continue. “M-Mr. Curtis, daddy taught me baby cunt, and it means this.” And you point between your legs, confused when both men burst out laughing again.

“You’re very clever, sweetheart.” Curtis praises you after he’s done chuckling, and you glow at the compliment. You love it when anyone compliments you – but it’s the best when Ari does it. You remember how strict he’d been when he’d first bought you, laying down all the rules you had to follow, how he was your daddy now, and how you had to obey him because you were now his property.

All bunnies had to have an owner – you knew that. You’d grown up knowing that one day you were going to be bought, but you’d never dreamed your owner would be as handsome as Ari. He was super strict a lot of the time, but he’d explained to you that bunny girls needed owners with a firm hand, or else you’d never be a good girl.

“My daddy also taught me about lollipops,” you continue, Curtis’ praise making you more confident. Tentatively, you point at Ari’s crotch. “Daddy’s lollipop is down there. There’s a grownup word for it but daddy says I’m a baby bunny so I can’t say it.”

There’s something so innocent about your whole explanation and it makes Ari rock hard. He doesn’t care that Curtis is right there, he grabs your hips and grinds his crotch up against you, loving how you yelp confusedly. You’re still a virgin and it’s been so hard having to hold back. That first night with you was the hardest, when you were all weepy and scared but you’d let him cuddle you. He could’ve had you right then and there, could’ve ripped your little dress, pinned you down and had his way with you.

But Ari knows the fruits of his labour will be sweeter than ever if he waits for the right moment.

Curtis whistles lowly, “Wow, sweetheart. Your daddy sure has taught you a lot, hasn’t he?”

You nod before cuddling up into your daddy once more, loving his warmth and how big and strong he is. And he smells so good too, like soap, seawater and cigarettes – it’s like nothing you’ve ever smelled before and so undeniably him.

Ari smirks, fingering the silver charm on your collar, the one which has his name on it. He wishes he could ingrain his name into your very soul, just so your baby brain never forgets who you belong to. He’s considering tattooing his initials on you – maybe right above your little pussy? His friend Lloyd branded his pet kitten the night he got her, but Ari wants to wait with you. The collar would do, for now.

Soon enough, Curtis leaves, grumbling about having to go home to his “bitch of a wife” who “complains a lot.” Ari had told you that Mr Curtis was very sad because of his marriage, and he’d made you sit on the buzzcut-haired man’s lap for a little while, letting him “feel you” (whatever that meant). “You’re making me feel so much better, sweetheart.” Curtis had grunted, squeezing your body close and making you feel all funny before Ari had picked you back up again.

“Mr Curtis not staying for dinner, daddy?” You ask, watching him get into his car and drive away. Ari picks you up, placing you on his hip as your legs naturally wind around his waist. His fingers brush against the fluff of your tail, making you twitch excitedly. Your tail is very sensitive and your daddy knows that.

“No, baby. He has to get home to his wife.”

“Oh.” You mull over this for a bit before looking up at him, “Am I your wife?”

Ari chuckles, “Not yet, honey. Maybe once you have my babies.”

That makes your tail twitch with even more excitement. When the doctor had come over to do a check-up on you a few weeks ago, he’d declared that you were “very fertile.” Ari explained that this meant you were able to have babies, and you wanted nothing more than to have a litter of cute little babies of your very own that you could take care of.

“Want babies so bad, daddy.” You whine softly, humping against him because you just can’t seem to help it sometimes. “Want your babies more than anything.”

“I know you do, bunny baby.” Ari sighs, inhaling your sweet scent before carrying you over to the table. Sitting down, he places you neatly on his lap and picks up his fork to feed both himself and you. You’re still in your daydreams, head lolling to the side and this faraway look in your starry eyes. It makes him smirk – you’re probably still thinking about all the babies you want to have, despite not knowing the first thing about motherhood.

“Eat.” Ari orders you, and you don’t need to be told twice, opening your mouth and allowing him to spoon-feed you. Ari says you’re too little and babyish to eat by yourself, but you like daydreaming while being fed, so you don’t have many complaints. You also remember the early days, when Ari had first bought you. You remember being bad and not listening to him (you were so scared) and as punishment, Ari had made you eat on the floor under the table.

Being on his lap was much nicer.

“Such a good little bunny,” Ari coos, swiping the corner of your mouth with his thumb so you don’t get messy (you’re a messy eater) before planting a kiss to your cheek. “You’re being so good for me, honey. And you were so good with Curtis too, telling him all about the new words I taught you.”

You nod, “Tried really hard to remember, daddy.” Sometimes, it was hard to concentrate when Ari was teaching you. Like when he taught you about your baby cunt, he’d made you sit with your legs spread and touched you down there till you were slippery and there was a wet stain underneath you. You clear your throat, “Are you gonna teach me some more new words?”

Ari continues to kiss you all over your face, making you giggle.

“Baby, I’m gonna do more than just teach you new words tonight.” Ari says, grinding you down against his clothed boner and loving how small you your body feels against his hardness. “I think you’re ready for big girl playtime, what do you think?”

Your jaw drops open and your tail begins to twitch in pure, unadulterated excitement. You knew that big girl playtime meant sex which meant babies, and the idea of that just sent you into overdrive, hopping up and down excitedly in Ari’s lap. “Yes, daddy, yes! I’m ready!”

Ari cups your cheek, making you calm down and look at him. “You have to promise to do whatever daddy tells you to, alright? Little baby bunnies like you need guidance. I know you can’t really think for yourself but you need to be able to follow orders properly if you want to have big girl playtime with daddy, okay?”

You nuzzle against his hand, pressing lust-charged kisses on his palm and practically enveloping his fingers between your lips – you’re that excited. Ari’s told you about what happens during big girl playtime; in fact, he’s even shown you videos which have made you feel very tingly down there. All you know is that it’s bound to feel good and you want nothing more than your daddy to make you feel good.

Ari carries you into your little girl bedroom. When you’d first arrived at his house, he’d kept you in a cage till you learned how to behave. And he remembers how cute and scared you’d looked, sucking on your thumb and looking at him with those big, puppy-dog eyes, frightened beyond belief yet silently begging to be let out. And how your little bunny ears had perked upwards in excitement when he finally did let you out.

He still remembers how you’d silently ooh-ed and aah-ed when he’d shown you your little girl bedroom. He’d always wanted a baby bunny like you, and in anticipation of your arrival, he’d decorated one of the bedrooms in his house. It was all cute, all pink and white with a princess bed and princess curtains, fluffy toys and a matching fuzzy rug. He loved how your lips had turned into the shape of an ‘o’, excitedly running around your new bedroom (you did love to explore after all).

You’d gone straight for the pile of stuffed animals, picking out a rabbit plushie and holding it out to him. And Ari still remembers that innocent look of wonder on your face, the tiny smile you’d given him. “Bunny, like me!” You’d said cutely and he remembers being so fucking hard in that moment, he just wanted to grab you and fuck the shit out of you right in front of all your new little stuffies in your new princess bedroom.

“You can play in here during the day, but you have to sleep in daddy’s room at night.” He’d told you. And you liked daddy’s room too, with the massive king-sized bed and the dark sheets. It felt like a grown-up room and that was exciting to you. Plus, Ari always let you bring Pinkie (your bunny stuffie) along to sleep with. And it was nice sleeping with daddy, he’d cuddle up to you real close and make you feel all warm.

(Unbeknownst to you, Ari held back all those nights, only ever kissing you or humping against you and letting you hump against him.)

But he wasn’t going to hold back any longer – because you were ready.

“Daddy, aren’t we gonna have big girl playtime in your room?” You ask, eyes wide as saucers. And there’s a part of Ari that just wants to rip that innocence out of you right this second, without wasting any more time. The way you’re staring up at him imploringly, your collar sitting pretty on your little neck and your fluffy tail brushing against his arm like a cotton ball.

“Sweetie, I’m gonna need you to stop questioning daddy, alright?” Ari says, making sure to keep an edge in his tone that has you inhaling sharply and nodding your head. He smirks inwardly, loving how well he’s got you trained, how innocent you are and how much your little heart would break if you ever thought you’d disobeyed him.

He sets you down on your pink satin sheets, and you quickly go to grab Pinkie, who was relaxing on top of your comforter.

“Can Pinkie play with us too, daddy?”

Ari smiles, thinking about all the times he’d look into your room through the video feed (of course, he had cameras in your room). He knows all about how much you love playing with Pinkie, especially when you’re all needy and Ari himself is busy with work. The look of pure want on your face as you tentatively ride Pinkie’s soft pink fur – your baby brain not even registering the camera in your room – is enough to drive him over the edge on multiple occasions.

“Of course, she can play with us.” He replies kindly, scratching the fur behind your ear. And he loves how your eyes roll to the back of your head, how you visibly purr, grabby hands reaching out for him. He knows bunny hybrids are extra needy, bred to be submissive and please their owners once they’ve been tamed. “Now, honey, I want you to unbuckle daddy’s belt.”

Given a direct order, you can’t help but immediately obey. Your dainty hands reach out to fiddle with his belt, tongue poking out of your mouth in concentration while Ari watches you patiently – knowing exactly what the outcome of this will be.

“C-Can’t do it, daddy.” You look up at him after a solid minute-and-a-half of trying, lower lip jutting out into a pout and eyes already welling with tears at the mere possibility that you’ve disappointed him. “Too hard, can’t figure out how…”

“Aww, baby, you can’t figure out how to unbuckle a belt?” He strokes your cheek condescendingly, finger catching a fresh tear that meanders its way down, “I knew your brain was empty, honey, but I didn’t think you were this much of a baby.”

“Not!” You cry, grabbing his belt and attempting to try again, but you just can’t seem to figure out how it works – all that clunky metal, holes and loops! Your daddy only makes you wear pretty dresses that are easy to slip on – and even then, he helps you with the buttons and zips because he says you’re a little bunny baby who can’t possibly do anything by yourself.

But you’re determined to prove him wrong, clumsy hands tugging at his belt and willing it to come off. And Ari just watches your futile efforts, fingers itching to get his phone out and record you. He’d send it to Curtis, make him all jealous because he doesn’t have an air-headed, dumb bunny of his own.

“That’s enough.” Ari raises a hand and you freeze, looking up at him with fearful eyes. “Wow, bunny, I didn’t realise you were this stupid.” He quickly undoes his belt in less than a second, loving how your fluffy ears droop in shame. “See? Not that hard, but I guess it is for little bunnies like you.”

“Sorry, daddy, I was trying so hard but I just couldn’t.” Bowing your head in shame, your vision blurs from the tears prickling in your eyes. And Ari loves just how much you strive to please him – he’s trained you so that you’re addicted to pleasing him, that the slight chance of disappointing your owner has you in tears.

“Well, you’re a baby after all, so I don’t know what I expected, really.” Ari mocks, stroking your head softly and smirking when you greedily lean into his touch. “Although, maybe this means you aren’t ready for big girl sex after all.”

Your head whips up, eyes wide as you clutch his arm tightly, “No, ‘m ready! Swear I am!”

He pretends to think, before grabbing your stuffed rabbit from your lap, “What do you think, Pinkie? Is my little bunny baby ready for sex?”

“I AM, I AM!”

He gives your bare thigh a harsh slap and you yelp in pain.

“I wasn’t asking you.”

You apologise profusely, heart sinking because you’ve disappointed your daddy. It reminds you of the last time you disappointed him – it was when he’d newly purchased you. The first night, actually, and you’d been so scared that you’d hid under the bed. Ari had dragged you out by the calf, telling you how upset you’d made him, how babies like you weren’t supposed to hide from their owners. You still think about that night sometimes, and the crack of his belt as it made contact with your ass…

“I’m sorry, I’ll do better next time,” you whisper, and Ari can’t take how cute you look. Lloyd would say that Ari’s not strict enough with you, but how can he be? When you’re so adorable and so needy for him? You’re his little girl after all, his precious baby whom he paid a fortune to own.

“I think you need to show me that you’re ready.” Ari decides, grabbing your tiny hand and pressing it on his hard crotch, making you gasp and your ears flutter in anticipation and excitement. “I trust that, at the very least, you know how to undo the zipper? Or does daddy have to help you with that too?”

You shake your head quickly, unzipping his jeans and your fingers brush against his hardness. It makes your breath hitch in your throat, because how is daddy so hard down there?

“Take my cock out, princess.”

“C-Cock?” You repeat dumbly.

“My lollipop, baby.” His voice is gruff and lowers a few octaves, sending shivers up your spine. But you lick your lips anyways. You’ve seen daddy’s lollipop – his cock – once before. It was when you were playing with your stuffies and daddy was sitting in the corner and watching. He’d kept grunting and groaning and when you asked what was wrong, he’d told you to just continue playing.

Excitement making your tail twitch like crazy, you reach in and wrap your fingers around what feels like a hard rod wrapped in velvet. Oh, he’s so thick! Like a soda can, the tips of your fingers nowhere close to meeting around him. You can feel everything, how hot he is, his veins and the way he seems to be throbbing in your hand.

“So heavy, daddy.” You breathe, entranced by how angry and red his dick looks. That was meant to go inside your baby cunt? How would it ever fit?

Ari flips up the skirt of your dress, exposing your little white panties with the pink hearts on them. He couldn’t wait to take you lingerie shopping one day (he’d carry you around the entire time since you’re a baby and you’d probably get lost in the mall). He hasn’t taken you out of the house yet, but he hopes he’ll be able to sometime in the future – Lloyd wants to schedule a playdate with you and his kitten.

Taking just his pointer finger, he swipes down on your panty-covered folds, loving how sticky you feel and the way you clutch his arm.

“Aw, honey, you’re soaking, aren’t you?”

With a growl, he rips your flimsy panties in half, gripping you by the thighs and pulling you onto his lap. He makes you straddle him, with one leg on either side of him while you gaze at him in curiosity. Your little pussy is now nestled against his cock, and in just one quick movement, he could pierce it inside of you and you’d no longer be a virgin.

“I want you to feel daddy’s cock,” Ari tells you quietly, gliding himself against your slick folds. And you quiver, because you’ve never been this wet before, your slick running down your thighs and dripping down onto your princess sheets. He grabs his dick, running it up and down your slit, making you want to clamp your thighs shut to create more friction. “And I’m going to teach you another new word, so you better listen, too.”

How could you do two things at once? Ari knows you’re dumb and not the best multi-tasker, but he reckons it’ll be fun to watch you fail. Maybe you’d shed some more of those delicious tears, your hands are already shaking after all. His cock stands erect between the two of you, with his huge hand at the base of it, guiding it up and down your folds. And he loves watching your eyes – there’s not a single thought behind them – mesmerised as you follow his movement. Up and down, up and down, up and down.

“Daddy, feels like I gotta pee.” It’s your way of telling him you’re about to cum. He knows you’ve made yourself cum countless times – either humping on your stuffies or even on his leg (you think he doesn’t notice you doing it).

“Already, baby? But we haven’t even done anything yet.”

“Sorry, I gotta!” You start humping against his hard cock, scrambling to create more friction as if you’re a little bunny in heat. From observing you for the past two weeks, Ari already knows that you’re selfish when it comes to orgasming, chasing your own release and forgetting about everything else. But, like all bunny babies, you’ll have to learn.

SMACK.

The blow to your ass is a hard one. He’s spanked you playfully before and this is definitely not a playful spank. This is a punishment spank, and it pulls you out of your lust-filled reverie enough to look up at him pleadingly, lips forming a pout and hips slowing down and his dick, covered in your slick, resting on your tummy.

“Hold it.” Ari says simply, “Good bunny babies have to learn self-control.”

“S-Self-control?” You repeat, not liking the sound of that at all.

“Yes, honey. I’m not one of your little stuffed animals that you can rub your baby cunt against whenever you feel like it. Until I give you permission to cum, you need to sit still while you feel daddy’s lollipop and listen while I teach you your new word of the evening.”

That doesn’t sound fair at all to you, but you want to please your daddy so you try to be a big girl and ignore the incessant throbbing you down there. Your daddy grabs his dick again, pumping it a few times before pressing it against you in a way that makes your breath hitch.

“Now this, baby bunny, this is your princess button.” Ari explains, rubbing his tip against your swollen and engorged clit till you’re panting and practically leaking down his thigh.

“It’s throbbin’, daddy.” You murmur softly, wanting to scream when he circles his tip around your clit, but you clamp your lips shut and convulse instead. This self-control stuff was hard, alright.

“Of course your little princess button’s throbbing. Slutty baby bunnies like you are always horny for daddy’s dick.”

Ari spits, his saliva landing on your pelvis (exactly where he wants to tattoo his initials on you) before trickling down to pool around your clit, mixing with your juices and making you even wetter while he leisurely strokes his dick against your folds. His tip keeps catching against your princess button, making you pant and moan his name softly, wanting to cum so badly.

“Tell me you’re a slutty baby bunny.”

“’m a slutty baby bunny, daddy – ah!” You gasp when his tip glides down and pokes against your tiny hole, pressing into it for one teasing second that makes your heart lurch, before gliding his cock back up your folds again. And it’s crazy, your little hole wants to swallow him up completely, but at the same time his tip could barely breach inside it – how would it ever fit?

Slowly, almost lovingly, Ari lays you down on your princess bed. “Arms up, bunny.” He murmurs before slipping your dress off you.

You always need help with changing because your daddy told you that getting dressed and undressed can become confusing for little bunnies like you. “Wouldn’t wanna get your little ears tangled in your dress, would you?” He’d tease, and you’d shake your head, scared of the possibility of that happening – especially on an occasion where your daddy wasn’t there to help you out of it.

Now, you’re naked and quivering underneath him – his perfect little sexy bunny. Ari can’t believe he’s about to pop your cherry. Half a million dollars for your perfectly tight little pussy – and feeling your soft little body against him, he knows you’re worth ever penny.

He slips his own shirt off, smirking when your eyes widen. You can’t help but reach up to touch his hairy abs. Your daddy is so big and strong and muscular, with hard abs and a generous smattering of hair covering his chest and trailing down his stomach. Once, he’d made you sit on his abs and grind back and forth (practice for big girl sex, he’d told you) and you’d made such a huge wet mess all over him, his body hair providing delicious friction against your cunt.

“Like what you see, dumb bunny?” Ari climbs over you, raining your face in kisses that make you both squirm and giggle.

His hungry gaze zeros in on your breasts, heaving with each laboured breath you take. He leans down, grabbing them in his big hands and squeezing so hard you yelp. God, you’re so fucking soft, so tender and sensitive to his rough touch. His mouth encloses around your nipple, teeth grazing the stiff peaks till you’re mewling, your hands settling in his hair.

“Daddy! Feels funny when you do that!”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah! Makes me tingle all over.”

And Ari knows he can be selfish tonight – turn you over and fuck that tiny virgin bunny-hole with no care for your well-being. Because he’s paid for you, paid for this night and all the nights that’ll follow this one. But you’re so fucking sweet, pouting up at him and still absentmindedly humping up against him like a bunny in heat. So fucking cute.

Which is how he ends up flat on his back on the bed, manoeuvring your clumsy little body on top of him till you’re sitting on his face, facing his crotch. He pushes your back till your face is level with his hard dick in a relaxed 69. And good God, your pussy smells so sweet, your slick folds getting his face and beard all wet, and–

“Your beard’s itchy, daddy! Ow!” You whine and receive a firm slap to your ass in response.

“Daddy’s doing you a favour, you dumb slutty bunny.” Ari says, voice slightly muffled as he holds your hips in place. “And I want you to shut the fuck up and suck on daddy’s lollipop while I eat your baby cunt, you got that?”

“O-Okay, dada– OH FUCK!”

Ari realises he’s never heard you swear before – he wonders where you picked that up from – and makes a mental note to tell you later how you’re not allowed to use grown-up words like that. But for now? He’s enjoying your moans and cries while he gives your princess button a hearty suck.

“Dumb little baby, so stupid and needy that daddy has to eat you out.” His beard is rough as it chafes your tender folds, the friction making you cry louder and grind up against him. His tongue pokes out, rigid as he tongue-fucks your little fuckholes – how are you so tiny that his tongue barely fits in your hole? He licks a stripe up your slit, lips once more enveloping your clit, making out with your poor button that’s slowly growing more and more sensitive.

“Daddy – ah! – don’t stop!”

Ari grabs your furry tail, giving it a yank that has you howling in pain, inadvertently grinding your hips down on his face. His tongue pokes at your clit, circling it and licking it – torturing it – while you moan: “Daddy – m-m-my princess button, ugh, too much!”

“First, it’s ‘don’t stop’ and then it’s ‘too much.’” Ari gives your ass three slaps in quick succession, “You’re such a fucking airhead little baby bunny, you don’t even know what you want, do you?”

“Nooo, daddy, just wanna feel good!” You cry, earning another few spanks.

He reaches down to grab your head, pushing it down into his dick, rubbing your face into his veiny girth. Smearing all his precum over your face and your pretty lips till he feels them open up, mouthing at his length, tongue slobbering cluelessly because of course you’ve never sucked a dick before.

“Suck daddy’s lollipop, honey.” He orders you, not having the patience to walk you through it because your soft lips against his dick feels like heaven right now and all he wants to do is shove himself inside you. Any hole.

“Don’t know how, daddy – ah!” Another spank, and you get to work, suckling on his angry red tip as though it’s a popsicle, your moans vibrating around his length as he continues to eat you out.

He brings his hand that was guiding your head back up, spreading your pussy lips open wider for himself before diving in like you’re a fucking three course meal. He opens his mouth wide, sucking your entire cunt into his mouth, suctioning your sweet cream as you convulse around him, limbs flailing because you’ve never felt anything like this ever before.

And that’s when you start humping his face in earnest.

“Oooh, daddy! Feels so, feels so–”

You’re cut off when he grabs his dick, slapping you across the face with it for no particular reason except he can. And you whine, you cry, you moan, but eventually his hand guides your face to his balls, and you take one into your mouth, sucking on it and making him groan straight into your pussy.

“That’s right baby, ride your daddy’s fucking face,” Ari murmurs lowly, grabbing your fluffy tail once more and loving how your whole body twitches at the sensitivity. He smacks your ass, making you hump his face even harder, loving how his strong nose feels against your clit. “Fuck, bunny. Rub your little baby cunt on daddy’s face, use your daddy like the horny little bitch in heat you are, fuck!”

His balls pop out of your mouth and you can see the strings of your drool through your blurry vision. You’re so overwhelmed by pleasure – it doesn’t feel even a fraction this good when you’re playing with your stuffies. In your lust-filled haze, you glance at Pinkie – she’s never made you feel as good in your princess parts as your daddy is.

“Daddy, daddy, daddy!” You cry, clutching his muscular thighs, your nails leaving scarlet trails on his skin but your daddy is so big and strong that you’re sure he won’t mind or even notice.

He’s torturing your clit, sucking on it and grazing his teeth against it, smacking your ass over and over again. His fingers itch to gather your wetness and fill up your tiny baby ass, but he refrains. That can wait. Instead, he pushes his digits upwards into your little pussy, loving how you gasp at the alien feeling of having something go up you – specially something as thick as your daddy’s two fingers.

He works them inside you, in and out till he’s scissored you open and flexing his knuckles, curving upwards and making you pant in pleasure and a bit of pain. God, daddy’s fingers are so big – his lollipop’s even bigger. How, how, how will it fit? But you don’t have time to dwell on that, not when his fingers increase their pace, not when he grabs your hips with his other hand and starts moving you faster on his face, not when his teeth clamp down on your clit, biting your puffy button till you scream his name –

“Arghh, daddy, oh my!” You squirt all over his face violently, sweet cream spurting out of your fuckholes and onto his face, catching onto your daddy’s waiting tongue and he laps it all up as if he hasn’t eaten in days. And your legs feel like jelly, flailing then tensing then finally going numb, toes curling as you continue to hump his face, riding out your orgasm – the most intense one you’ve ever had.

You think playtime’s over after that, and you reach over to grab Pinkie so your daddy can take your nap. Except this thought is cruelly ripped from your mind when Ari picks you up like a rag doll, throwing you flat on your back and climbing on top of you. Roughly, he kisses you, and is that your own slick you taste on his lips?

“Tired, daddy.” You say softly against his lips before remembering your manners. “Thank you for the big girl playtime, it was so much fun!”

Ari doesn’t know whether to laugh or marvel at your stupidity, at your sheer innocence at thinking the two of you were done for the night. He scoffs, slapping you not-so-lightly on the cheek to wake you up because your eyes keep fluttering shut.

“Oh honey, you didn’t think we were finished, did you?” He kisses you sloppily again, nudging his hard dick against your folds and making your eyes pop open in alarm. He knows you’re sensitive down there, but he couldn’t give less of a fuck. “Did you think we were gonna make babies just from you riding my face? Are you seriously that stupid, bunny baby?”

Your heart stings, you’re feeling sensitive after your orgasm but you know you have to listen to your daddy because he’s your owner and he’s in charge of everything and you’re his little bunny baby girl. So you pout, half curious and half scared, “Not stupid! J-Just thought that was enough for the night.”

Ari smirks – his shy baby girl gets a bit sassy in her post-orgasmic daze, doesn’t she? Well, he doesn’t give a fuck, grabbing his dick and lining it up against your sticky folds.

“Well, baby. This is it. Time to be a big girl.”

In one fluid motion, he sheathes his cock inside you. Or rather, stuffs it inside you because your little pussy tries to resist. But Ari’s determined, forcing his way inside while you yelp and cry and clutch at his shoulders. And your fucking tears – God, he’s addicted to your tears, tongue lapping them up from your cheeks while you push futilely on his chest.

“Hurts, daddy!” You mewl softly, feeling like you’re breaking in half from the inside out. Feels like a gigantic metal rod is piercing its way through you, filling you up completely. “M-Make it hurt less, daddy! Can’t take it, too full, too full!”

“My little baby,” Ari coos, holding you close as if he hasn’t just forced his huge cock inside your virgin cunt. You look so small, so scared, so cute – your ears flopping like crazy from all the foreign sensations, and he can’t help but baby you. “You’re my brave little girl, look how well you took daddy’s dick. Look, baby.”

Grabbing your chin roughly, he tugs your face downward, loving how your eyes widen at the sight of where the two of you meet. His fat, meaty dick driving into your pussy – he’s only halfway in but he’s so huge that you don’t know how the rest of it will fit. Your mouth drops open and you swallow hard.

“W-Wow.” You can’t help but marvel despite the pain you’re in, and Ari grins wolfishly, reaching up to pull your cheek in a condescending manner. You gulp, “Am I a big girl now, daddy?”

“Maybe. Depends on how well you take my dick.” And with that, Ari snaps his hips forward, pushing all the way inside of you and you scream all over again, tight walls convulsing and tightening around him, snug like a fucking glove and Ari’s sure this is what heaven feels like.

“Too big, daddy! My baby cunt’s too little!” You cry, wondering why you thought big girl sex was a good idea. But despite all the pain, there’s this hunger inside of you, fired by the feeling of being stuffed so full, wanting him to move.

“It is too little,” Ari agrees, “That doesn’t mean I can’t do whatever I want with it.”

And he pulls out, chest rumbling at his dick covered in a mix of your cream and virgin blood. You’re looking at the same thing he is, mouth gaping open as you begin to shake. “B-Blood, daddy!”

“Yes, honey. You’re stupid so you don’t know this, but blood means you’re daddy’s big girl now.” Ari says, loving how wide and shiny your eyes get before he pistons his hips and shoves back into you. “Now lie still, dumb bunny, and let daddy have his fun.”

Ari hitches your leg over his shoulder, grunting because this angle allows him to go deeper. And then he just goes to town, fucking into you like you’re just a doll. Like you’re just a little bunny girl who’s bred to be used and abused – like you are. And the way you’re soft and breathy voice goes “ah, ah, ah!” as he fucks you hard, your little princess bed all rickety and banging against the wall.

“Fuck! Look at the way your baby cunt’s just swallowing my daddy dick,” Ari groans, loving how your nails scrape against his chest. He trails sloppy kisses up your calf, pushing your leg up higher so he has better access to your sopping, ruined pussy. “Mm, can you feel me, bunny? Feel me up in your guts?”

“Soooo deep, daddy!” You moan, feeling dull sparks of pleasure in your belly, but the pain is still so overwhelming because he’s so big. And you’re still crying, but Ari can see that you’re trying to be brave. What a cutie. He can’t help but grab your little stuffie, throwing Pinkie at you and watching your dumbed out eyes widen in recognition.

“Cuddle your little toy, baby. Maybe it’ll make it hurt less.” Ari mocks, laughing cruelly before growing distracted by how fucking tight and vice-like your velvety walls feel, hugging his cock for all it’s worth.

You hug Pinkie to your chest, biting down on her furry ear while your own ears twitch uncontrollably Everything feels so raw, so hard, so overwhelming – and you feel your eyes begin to roll to the back of your head. That is, until you feel Ari’s warm hand pressing down on your tummy.

“Look, bunny. Daddy’s lollipop inside you.”

Your breath hitches in your throat, because you’ve never seen anything like this before. The outline of his dick as it protrudes beneath the skin of your lower tummy. God, your daddy’s so huge, the way he’s ripped you apart and how he’s literally in your womb right now – you can’t believe it.

“Ah, oh… oh my! Daddy, how did you– Is this normal?”

Ari ignores your babyish concerns, the shape of his dick in your stomach egging him on and making him fuck you even harder. He throws your other leg over his shoulder and now he’s well and truly gone into jackhammer mode, hammering you into the bed with each unforgiving thrust, his hips a complete blur as he fucks you inside-out and you clutch little Pinkie against your chest.

“My dumb bunny baby, gonna make you a mommy,” Ari says through gritted teeth, reaching out to stuff his fingers into your mouth, loving how you wail around his digits and choke on your spit as it begins to pool inside your mouth. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Stupid bunny wants to have daddy’s babies, don’t you?”

At the mention of babies, you nod your head ferociously, eyes watering because his fingers are halfway down your throat, and he’s clutching the side of your face roughly, and you make choked and gargled sounds around him. “Bafies!” You babble, and it sounds like gibberish but you want daddy’s babies so bad, and you begin to hump upwards, meeting his thrusts.

“Fuck, you’d look so hot, walking around this house all knocked up. And guess what princess? I won’t just knock you up once. No baby, you’re gonna give me a whole fuckin’ family, aren’t you? My baby, so little and cute, wanting babies of her own. Fuck!”

He removes his fingers from your mouth and you gasp, like a fish out of water and that’s when he kisses you, rendering you breathless once more. But you still kiss him back – that’s how devoted you are, Pinkie falling from your hands as your arms wind up around his neck, needing the intimacy more than you need to breathe.

But Ari rips away from you all too quickly, pulling his dick out and leaving you feeling so gapingly empty, flipping you over and dragging your hips up. You cry out when his palm collides with your ass, the cracking sound resonating across the room along with your mewls.

“This is how slutty little bunnies are meant to be fucked,” Ari whispers, pushing your face into the pillow and shoving his dick back into you, his hands holding your hips in a crushing grip. “On your hands and knees like the little breeding bitch you are.”

Your little feelings would’ve been hurt by his words if you weren’t so distracted with his cock tearing you open once more. And now you feel pleasure in earnest – there’s something so hot about the callous and rough way he’s handling you. Like you’re nothing more than his doll, his pet. Someone he can hold down and take his pleasure from.

“God, I love your little baby ass.” Ari comments, slapping and squeezing your bum till it hurts and you howl in pain, fisting the sheets as your moans of “daddy, daddy, daddy” become more and more incoherent. “One day, daddy’s gonna fill up your ass too, princess. Maybe later tonight, if I’m in the mood.”

You’re too dumbed out to recognise the implication of his words, humping backwards into him and meeting each of his thrusts, imagining being pregnant and thinking about how much he’d dote on you.

“There’s absolutely nothing going on in your head right now, is there, bunny?” Ari tugs on your tail cruelly, making you gasp in pain.

“Babies, daddy! Wan’ your babies!”

“Oh yeah? Gotta take daddy’s cream first, don’t you?”

Your pleasure is building up, like every time he fucks into you, he hits a special spot inside of you that makes you go feral. Makes you claw at the bedsheets because you can’t claw at him, makes you bite down on your lip till you bleed, wanting kissies so badly but he’s pushing your head into the pillow. Sparks building up inside of you, like this tidal wave gaining traction, getting bigger and bigger, and, and, and–

“OH, DADDY! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”

You yell out in complete abandon, walls constricting deliciously around him, pulsing like crazy as you release what feels like a gallon of your slick. Squirting around him, feeling like it’ll never stop pouring out of you like a fountain as you clutch the pillow, wishing you could clutch your daddy’s hand instead. It’s taken everything out of you, this orgasm, rendered you completely helpless and limbs jelly-like, till you’re lying there twitching and whimpering, chanting “daddy,” over and over again.

“Fuck, baby. That’s it. Cum for daddy,” Ari talks you through it, his thrusts speeding up but growing sloppier as he rides you through your orgasm, gripping your bunny ears and tugging at them meanly to jerk your head upwards, “Squeeze my fucking dick, dumb bunny.”

As if on cue, your walls flutter around him, and Ari’s dick twitches before he’s spurting his hot load inside of you. Coating your walls in his searing cum, and there’s so much of it. You feel so full, like he’s pumped you to the very brim he’s still thrusting into you, as if fucking his cum back inside you before it leaks out.

“Take daddy’s load like a good little bunny,” Ari coaxes you, smoothening down your ears and pressing a kiss on your head before slumping down on top of you, his muscular arms wrapping around you and his dick still lodged inside you, plugging his seed within your baby cunt.

You lie there in silence, breathing hard for a few minutes before Ari starts kissing you. Just raining kisses everywhere on your body, telling you what a good little bunny you are, how you took your daddy so good. And you feel so weak, so spent, so sensitive, but you smile through it all because you made daddy proud.

“You’re my best baby, you know that?” Ari coos, hugging you close to his chest and his dick is still inside you. He goes from cruel to loving in a heartbeat, but you’re too dumb to ever question him. “God, honey. Daddy loves you so much.”

Your heart glows, “And I love you too, daddy. More than anything in the world.” And you mean it, looking up at him cutely, face covered in a sheen of sweat, eyes red and lashes wet with tears. You’re a mess, but a beautiful one. Ari covers your face in even more kisses, till you’re giggling and cuddling against him sleepily, with only one more question on your mind.

“Am I gonna get pregnant now, daddy?”

Ari smirks, his dick hardening inside you again. “You probably are, baby bunny. But just to make sure, why don’t we try again?”

You’re tired, but you’d do anything to please your daddy, and anything to feel that intense pleasure again.

“Okay, daddy! Whatever you say.”

THE END! What do you guys think? I know it was an abrupt ending but as usual, I got carried away and it was getting too long so I had to end it! But PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE do let me know what you think! I will love you forever!! Anyways, hope you enjoyed!

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mommypieck · 6 months

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𑄽୧ size kink with inumaki 𔓘 ᰍ

kinktober day 26: so mean and rough!!!

✿ inumaki toge x reader

✿ warnings: reader bullies toge, creep toge, knife usage, knife play, non con to dub con to ???, dark content, p in v, creampie, inumaki uses his cursed speech to get consent so noncon!!!

Inunaki had an eye on you for a little whine. Always lurking behind something just to see your figure. He was star-struck by you. The main reason he fell in love instantly was your beautiful body.

You were bigger than him. He never thought it would turn him so much, but here you were. And it wasn't just your high even though you were good 20 cm taller than him. He also loved the plush of your stomach. Every time, you would wear a tighter dress, he could see the fabric stretch around your belly. And he's not even talking about your boobs.

"Did you follow me again, creep?" you spit into his face, putting both of your hands next to his head. He knows he should feel scared, but he's so turned on right now, he wants to smirk. He wants to laugh that he finally got this close to you.

"What? Can't you speak?" you heard the rumors about the mute kid who spoke only to get other people to do what he wanted, but you never paid attention to it. After all, he's just a creep who wouldn't stop following you everywhere. At this point, you can't even cross the street without him going in the opposite direction.

"Oh, fuck you. I don't have time to deal with people like you-" You freeze when a knife blade is pressed against your stomach. Your eyes go wide, and before you can say anything, he mutters, "Shut up."

Your mouth locks shut, and as much as you try to speak, no words leave your mouth. You look around for help, but the whole corridor is empty except for the two of you. There's only one thing you can do, run to the door. You sprint away from him, trying to get away before he uses his knife on you.

"stop."

Your body freezes at the stop, and you turn away to see him walking right up to you.

"Lay down."

"I gonna have my way with you now." he smiles down at you, caressing your cheek with the knife blade. He doesn't waste any time taking your boobs in your hands. They feel even bigger and firmer in his hands. He thought you were at least a DD cup, but you might be even bigger. A blade pierces through your shirt, ripping it to shreds. You want to scream at him, but it's for no use.

"Come on, I know you like it," he says and hot feelings spread around your whole body. As much as you were disgusted by him, suddenly his touch feels good. And when you look up at him, he's not that ugly you thought he was.

He sits on your stomach, looking at your boobs as if it was the prettiest art in the whole world. He doesn't even know if he should touch such art. It's great that you aren't wearing a bra so that he has easy access, but he wants to take off your bra next time so he can watch them fall and so that he knows how to unclip the bra.

His whole body feels so small compared to yours. He feels like a kitten that sits on your stomach. inumaki can't help but lay down on your body, kissing your neck. He reaches for your mouth so he can slide his tongue inside of it. It's messy and overall disgusting, and you're sure, he's never done this before… but you feel good. It's probably before that spell he cast on you, but you're not complaining.

He finally gets to your panties, examining how he should cut them. It would be such a waste to cut something as precious as this. After some thinking, he pulls them down your legs, smiling hard when he notices your juices coating them.

He wants to eat you out so badly, he thinks to himself. But his cock screams for attention. He spends so much time with his cock in his fist to waste any more time.

He pulls out his cock, and you moan from the size of it. He's a bit bigger than the others, it's true, and he loves the reaction he got from you.

His fingers swipe through your juices, collecting your juices in his hands. He covers his cock in your juices before slamming inside of you without any warning. You yelp, your fingers digging into his back. He's mean, and he doesn't give you any time to adjust to his length.

His thrusts show that he's pretty inexperienced, maybe even a virgin. That's probably true because nobody wants to get close to him, let alone fuck him. But god, he feels so fucking good. You can't believe you got so wet just for him, even though it's probably him who did something to your body that made you this wet. he abuses your pussy in the best way imaginable, fucking his cock through your hole so godly.

Louder moans espace your mouth when he finally hits your sweet spot. He chuckles, knowing that he finally found it. He focuses on your g spot, hips stuttering right into it. You want to show him how to use his big cock to make you feel even better, but right now, this is enough for you. Slowly but surely, he's bringing you to your orgasm.

You can feel that he's close too. He can't focus on anything else other than your pussy, his cock getting lost inside of you. His hips are unorganized and messy, but it's more than enough to make you cum. Your whole vision goes white as you cum around his cock, shaking under his body.

The unbelievable tightness of your cunt brings him right over the edge too, and he cums inside of you, much to your scream. Finally, now you realize what you let him do. he watches as his cum spills out of your pussy with a satisfied smirk.

"You're the worst," you tell him, still lying on the ground while he dresses.

"I might be, but you can't help but cum just from seeing me," he says, your whole body tensing again as you cum. You can't believe what just happened, how is he able to do that?

"I'm gonna forgive you for your attitude. after all, you love me."

he doesn't seem so bad after all.

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r0-boat · 19 days

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hiii can i request for more neuvwrio x reader pls!! :DD thank youuu

Yes you may!!! I'm going to throw head cannons in your face now!

Wriolette x Reader Omegaverse! Poly headcannons

Omega!Neuvillette x Omega!reader x Alpha!Wriothesley

NSFW mixed with SFW so mdni

Sovereign Dragon Omega is not the same thing as human omega. Nuevillette for one is strong enough to hold back the urge to mate during his heat or when an alpha is in rut or not submit to when a mouthy alpha tries to snarl at him to intimidate him. However, that could only last for so long, struggling to keep his composure to the point he stammering to your and Wriothesley's bed.

The Poor Hydro Dragon is far too busy to make a nest, so he hijacks yours. He can't help himself! It smells of everything you, with a hint of Wriothesley, because you made him scent some pillows. If you try to kick him out, he'll give you the puppy dog face you'll ever see. Could you say no to that face?

Wriothesley is the "pack alpha" but really Nuevillette is the true leader. Wriothesley submit so sweetly when Nuevillette decides to be done playing nice. Wriothesley thinks being in charge is hot. But wouldn't want to actually demand his two lovers to do anything they don't want to do. He's just here for the sexy punishments, or the sexy rewards.

Nuevillette is the voice of reason. When Nuevillette tells you do something, you do it without question. There will be consequences if not

Sandwiched between two overworked partners, it is up to you to make sure these guys eat, sleep, and drink (Wriothesley) properly. And you rewarded with scary dog privileges. Your heart melts the way Nuevillette's eyes light up when he sees you coming into his office. Delicious soup in your hand, you place it on his desk, kissing him on his forehead before turning to leave, but he can't bear depart from you just yet. His hand reaches for your shirt, and he asks, "Stay with me, mate? Just for a little while."

Or when you give Wriothesley some water with his 4th cup of tea He grabs you and moves you into his lap wrapping his arms around you holding you gently. You could feel and hear him groaning against your shoulder. After a while you think it's cute until you noticed he becomes slack and extremely heavy.

Nuevillette in heat is more insatiable than Wriothesley on his first rut after being off suppressants. It's a good thing that dragon heats, and ruts only come about once a year rather than every month. Nuevillette will drain Wriothesley's balls before hunting you down when the poor Duke can't give him anymore. Sometimes, you already be being held hostage by him. The Dragon demands both of his mates.

Wriothesley is a provider; if you want one thing, he will get you five of those things. The guy doesn't really know how to do communication and talking and stuff. He doesn't know how to put his feelings into words, so like a happy puppy, he will bring you some flowers and hope you reward him with pets and kisses. That puppy will turn into a rabid dog when he sees so much as a scratch on your cheek. Can you imagine that you got into an altercation with someone, and you tried to hide the bruise on your cheek only for him to grab your chin gently yet firmly, forcing your head to the side so you can get a better look at yourself? His voice was low and threatening. "Who did this to you?"

#smut #genshin impact #wriothesley #wriolette #polyamory #wriothesely x reader #neuvillette x reader #shipping #neuvillette #wriothesley x reader #genshin x reader #omegaverse

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thegnomelord · 2 months

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if you want to do super angst, price and the 141 getting called away and leaving hound at a secure location because he’s nowhere near being ready to go back out on the field.

price thinks the rehab has been going well until the 141 are all captured and after hours of sitting in a dingy cell not even worrying about himself, worrying about you instead, either 2 things can happen:

someone walks in the cell with a recording of makarov’s men storming the ‘secure’ location, a clear picture of makarov amongst them and price can only watch in horror as they find you and you put up no resistance when makarov cradles your head, slipping a collar back around your neck as you follow him along like the loyal hound you were

he comes face to face with makarov, hatred fuelling his veins as he tries to escape from his bindings but with a simple whistle you walk through the door, barely even looking at price with eyes only on makarov as he commands you to sit in russian and you instantly drop to your knees, looking up at makarov for praise

Anon you and me are sharing brain waves lol I do have something like this in mind and I will 10000% be using this idea :Dd. And like Makarov putting the collar on, then telling you to shoot the psychiatrist that's been helping you heal and your mind stutters to try and think of a reason why you shouldn't, tries to not do it, but your body just moves on instinct to do what you're ordered to. Because Makarov's had YEARS to condition your body to react how he wants to, but your mind has only now started to heal.

God Hound's mental health is gonna be in the dumpster with these highs and lows. Just starting to heal and grasp the extent of what you went through only for it to come crashing down with just one order from Makarov. I'm a really big sucker for "it's gonna get way worse before it gets better." Trope.

Random idea that may or may not happen: Hound manages to break off from Makarov's influence/or his mind like won over his body and tries to protect the 141. So like Hound betrays Makarov, you're bleeding, and you just beg Price to please just kill you. Haven't you done enough? Haven't you been through enough? Bad dogs like you deserve to be put down.

And price, selfish as he is, just couldn't live with himself if he failed you again.

#gnome's tea break #gnome correspondence #cod mw2 #captain john price #vladimir makarov #good dog fic #Hound-reader

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wonyopout · 4 months

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(cw: fingering, mommy kink, ass play, praise kink sorta kinda, g!p/strap it can b read as either i basically just use “cock” as a catch all)

drabble i don’t have time to flesh out into a full fic.. yet

anal whore wony >>> you and wonyoung being eachothers first serious relationship outside of hookups and so you bring up experimenting to see what you both like,, and wony (who in my mind is just a lil sexually repressed) just blurts out “let’s do anal :DD”, and you can kinda tell she’s been waiting for the ok from you to mention doing anything even a little less vanilla bc she’s So excited about it.

using your fingers at first to stretch her ass and it’s definitely a foreign feeling for her but she can’t help but push back into your hand to get you to go deeper. her ears burning when you say “feels nice, bun? “ no need for her to even answer you could tell by just how wet she was, slick practically running down her thighs, playing with her little clit while fingering her ass has her whining and shaking,, begging you to go harder. slipping a third finger in and all it takes is a few more thrusts before she’s squirting, making a mess of you both and the sheets. safe to say she’s turned into a complete anal whore after the first time and practically begs you to play with her ass everytime you fuck 🤭

she gets so excited when you show her the set of plugs you bought her, her getting all shy when she asks you to prep her and put them in. you agree of course! anything for your baby. by the time you’ve grabbed the lube you come back to see her completely stripped and sitting so so pretty, practically vibrating with how excited she is. loves the feeling of being plugged up so much :(( whining and moaning the whole time, absentmindedly humping the bed bc of how good she feels. not wanting to hurt her so you take it slow and have her keep the plugs in longer as they get bigger. praising her and telling her how well she’s doing taking everything you give her, she’s almost cumming from the praise alone.

her going hours and hours with her ass filled, moaning whenever she moves so much as an inch. she’s so horny she can barely think straight, walks around the house in just panties and a tshirt bc a. easy access and b. all she needs to do is lift up her shirt a bit and show you how messy she is for you to take pity on her, either fingering her or eating her out while she’s still plugged up. imagine you plug her up with the biggest one and she’s being so good about it 🥺 tears streaming down her pretty face because it’s such a big stretch. her mumbling “hurts so good” and “m’so full mommy” once you’ve got the plug fully in her. pulling it back out a bit to the thickest part just to hear her sob and moan poor thing :( telling her to be a good girl and wait with it in her while you finish up some work you have to do.. promising her you’ll finally put your cock in her ass if she’s patient and lets you get your work done…

she lasts maybe Maybe thirty minutes before she comes over to your desk and forces herself on your lap, grinding her ass down onto you. all teary eyed when she whines about how she’s more than ready for you. at this point she’s completely given up on wearing panties after how many pairs she’s ruined over the course of you training her ass, her slick coating her thighs and your lap. you decide she’s had enough partly because you feel a little bad for the poor bunny, but mostly bc you wanna ruin her ass just as badly as she wants you to. pushing her over onto the bed face down ass up and she’s already moaning, reaching back to spread herself open for you. you quickly strip and wony takes one of her hands and goes to play with her clit while she watches you. swatting her hand away and she whines right up until she feels you rubbing your cock along her pussy, using her slick to lube you up.

“you gonna let me use your cunt so I can get my dick nice and wet for your ass bun?”

“mmMmh- yes, yes plea-“

wonyoung yelping in surprise when you sheath yourself fully in her at once and her legs nearly give out… being a tease and pumping inside her a few times and wony can’t help but push herself back against you to meet your thrusts :(( squelching noises filling the room bc of just how wet she is 😵‍💫 😵‍💫 easing the plug out of her while you’re still fucking her cunt. pulling out and lining yourself up with her ass, pushing just barely halfway in and that’s when her legs really do give out on her. finally bottoming out, slowly rocking your hips into her ass and she’s already panting. “mommy, harder please pleaseplease”, and who are you to deny her when she asks so nicely! setting a bruising pace as you grab wonyoungs hips to make her meet each one of your thrusts.. the sounds of skin slapping skin filling the room. her cumming with a sob when you start playing with her clit while not letting up your thrusts for even a second

#ive smut #wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung smut #ive x reader #jang wonyoung x reader #girl group smut #ive imagines #wonyopout #this got a lil long..

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traumxrei-archive · 1 year

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【 don't be afraid to get close 】

prompt #1: He had them against the wall but now he can’t stop looking at their mouth… (ft. jamil viper + riddle rosehearts)

gn! prefect (you/yours), drabbles, word count: 737 words

a/n: i said i'd delete requests, but i figured out that writing them out as hcs was a lot faster aND more fun for me. so. the rest of my 600 followers event fics will be in hc format >:DD had lots of fun writing for mr rosehearts and mr viper, so enjoy

Riddle Rosehearts

The one thing that peeved Riddle more than anything was when a uniform was worn incorrectly. So when he saw you walking around the halls with a loosened tie of all things, he knew he had to intervene.

"Prefect?" You looked at him with a slight smile. "Could you come with me for a minute?" You followed him easily to a more secluded part of the hallway, where Riddle could finally grab at your very loose tie.

"Prefect, as i've emphasized, it is important to keep your appearance as neat as possible," Riddle lectured as he continued to tie the knot. "It not only helps with cleanliness, but also with confide–"

Riddle's gaze flitted up. Big mistake.

He tried not to flinch at the proximity of your face to his. He was definitely not paying attention to the curve of your cheek or the part of your lips. Sevens, your lips looked so soft, he wondered if–

He dropped the tie like he was burned

You raised an eyebrow, "Is this how the great Heartslabyul housewarden ties a tie?"

And Riddle went red. He was sure he was flushing down the base of his neck, but he couldn't get his mouth to work.

"Senpai," There was a hand at his arm, tugging while you innocently tilted your head. "Did you get distracted by something?"

Great Queen of Hearts, Riddle was not going to make it out of here alive.

"O-of course not," Riddle forced out, his voice coming out unnaturally high. "I was merely just...we were standing very close together...."

He shut his mouth, intent on salvaging whatever petty pride he still had left. He then grabbed the tie with shaky hands, working at it once again as if he didn't just flush his rapport with you down the drain just seconds before.

Once the tie was done, Riddle sighed with relief, smoothing the material before letting it go.

"Thanks senpai," You said, before leaning in close and– Riddle shut his eyes, a light pressure landing on his cheek. He opened his eyes to see you smiling as you waved, heading to class as if nothing happened.

Riddle, on the other hand, crouched on the ground. He would never be able to get the flush out of his cheeks.

Jamil Viper

Jamil had a love-hate relationship with rain. but today he was bordering on the "hate" side. He was completely drenched, caught off guard by the rain as he quickly ducked into an alcove, tugging you behind him.

He cursed, pulling out two towels from his gym bag, "It's clean." At your questioning look he elaborated, "I bring two because Floyd always tries to steal mine."

Jamil draped the towel over your head, helping you dry your hair out of habit. He was secretly pleased as you let him do as he wanted.

However, he didn't realize how intimate of a situation he had created for himself until he felt you reaching over with the towel in your hand to help him.

That was when Jamil's gaze slid to the wall that he had backed you into, before dropping down to your lips.

Oh.

Jamil averted his eyes, trying hard to school his expression into neutrality. He picked up his pace, swiping at the water with renewed vigor until—

"Jamil?" A small silence. "Hm?" His reply came late, too busy focusing on a droplet of water as it traced down your face, wishing it was his fingers instead.

"You...look like you want a kiss."

Jamil swallowed, throat dry because he had been completely exposed. How was it that you were able to know his feelings so easily?

He saw the nervousness flit across your expression at the prolonged silence, so he let himself speak, "And...what if i do?"

You tugged at the towel around his neck, pulling him that much closer. His lips met yours clumsily, the cold of the rain fleeing for something warmer. He couldn't help but hold you closer, bridging the gap to feel the slide of your skin against his.

As he pulled back, Jamil wasn't sure what was louder, the sound of the rain pelting the roofs, or the sound of his heartbeat in his ears.

"Was that okay?" You asked tentatively, and Jamil all but wanted to laugh.

Instead he smirked, letting his cold fingers press against the warmth of your cheek, "i think i'll need a few more of those to warm up, ya sukar."

thank you for reading this far ^^ if you'd like to see the rest of the 600 followers event, find it here, and if you want to see more of my writing, go check out my masterlist <3 (p.s. to the people asking, 'ya sukar' means 'my sugar' >:D)

#/trau writes #jamil viper x reader #jamil viper #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #tbh these were fun to write #ah the joys of drabbles and hcs #how i've missed writing them #and how quick they are lmfao

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