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urdepressedslut · 9 months

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If your requests are open…

Could you please do a Mob Bucky x Reader where the Reader is pregnant and gives birth to a premie baby and he baby has to stay in the hospital for 4 months. And Bucky wants to comfort the reader but he’s feeling sad too, so he goes a little crazy because he is angry that he can’t help the reader. So he leaves and the reader thinks that Bucky left her. You can make up how it ends. But please add angst and fluff. I get it if you don’t do it. Thank You!

hi lovely 💕 thank you so much for sending in this request, i read through it and loved the whole idea from beginning to end. i hope you like what i’ve written💗🥰

Out of My Control

♡ Pairing: Mob!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

♡ Summary: You awake in the middle of the night discovering that your water broke, you realize you’re having a baby— the only issue is that it’s several months early. Your hospital room gets tense as you and Bucky come to terms with the big changes.

♡ Warnings: language, angst, fluff, premature baby birth, all things to do with pregnancy, argument, stress, hints to panic attacks, self hate, signs of depression, me probs writing anything medical wrong

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | MATURE CONTENT 18+

A relaxing day spent together, as the two of you walked through the park, went on a date and cuddled back at home. Things had started perfect and quickly shifted in a shit show.

Neither of you were prepared for the sudden contractions you were feeling. The alarms ringing in your head— like your body knew but your mind didn’t want to accept it. You were having this baby.

The only issue was that the baby was several months early. If the sobbing coming from you, from the pain wasn’t enough— the idea that you were about to have a premature baby only added into the panic.

Bucky and you talked day and night to your baby— whispering sweet words. Making promises to a baby that wasn’t even born yet. It was all crumbling before your eyes as you were rushed to the hospital, the inside of your thighs drenched from when your water had broke.

Everything happened so fast— you were soon to be knocked out with heavy meds to help with the pain. While Bucky had to witness it all— all these nurses and doctors poke and prod at you, keeping you alive of course. But he couldn’t keep his fists from unclenching— every cry and whimper that escaped your lips made him want to strangle the nurse or doctor that had caused it.

He was a tad overprotective, but you were his everything. His world, his purpose. Seeing you in such pain destroyed him and he felt himself slowly spiraling. He had called several of his men to guard the entire corridor in the hospital, even while the hospital didn't really allow that kinda stuff— they learned quickly not to mess with Bucky. They didn't want to get involved with the whole mob world and just lowered their heads and agreed to what he wanted in the moment.

Many doctors, nurses, tests and meds later— you were finally in stable condition. Giving birth to a premature child had taken a toll on your body, physically and mentally.

You had given birth to a girl— Rebecca Barnes. Agreeing to name your baby after Bucky’s adoring sister, who you had grown close with over the years.

At last you had Bucky in the room the whole time— but you had noticed him getting uncharacteristically quiet. You knew he was most likely worried sick for you, but you couldn’t wait for the moment to tell him everything was going to be okay. You just hadn’t had a moment to talk with him yet.

You thought you’d have time to speak with him but because your child was so early— she was in critical condition. The doctors and nurses doing all they could to keep your baby alive and healthy.

A couple days pass by and the crowd of nurses and doctors have died down, allowing Bucky to finally sit beside your bed. Rebecca was getting checked by doctors and nurses in another room, there was nothing you two could do but cling onto each other as you waited for the news.

“I’ve missed sleeping next to you James.” You called out to him, reaching for his hand and holding it tight.

He hummed in response, his eyes continuing to scan over your face, body— looking for any other injuries.

“James— have you been sleeping?” You questioned after he didn’t respond to your previous one.

Looking over him now that he was close enough, you could see his sunken in eyes. The way his eyes were rimmed with redness— his skin pale compared to his beautiful tan glow that he had. He looked miserable.

He looked up at your eyes at that question, and for a second you thought he was glaring at you.

“Do you really expect me to get sleep when you’re stuck here in pain?” He responded in a hoarse, gravelly voice.

You softened at his sorrow tone, your heart aching that he was making himself suffer because you were.

“Sweetheart, you gotta take care of yourself. I know you don’t wanna leave my side but— I’m okay now,” You finally reassured him, “Everything is gonna be okay — the worst is done with.”

As he hoped your words would help calm him, it did little to soothe the panic that had been brewing in his chest ever since you cried out in pain at home. You were still stuck here— along with his baby. He couldn’t do anything but sit on the sidelines and wait until you got better— and that drove him fucking insane. He wanted to lick all your wounds, steal all your pain. The fact that he couldn’t do it in a snap of his fingers, was making him lose his shit.

“How is everything okay? You’re still sitting here— and you’re gonna be here for god knows how long!” He rushed out frustratedly.

You rubbing the back of his hand in attempt to calm him, knowing he needed to get his stress out— but he ripped it from your grasp. You couldn’t hide the hurt that flashed in your eyes from the action.

“James this happens when babies are born early— you know that. It’s not going to be easy, but I’ll be out of here soo—”

“Bullshit!” He hissed, not necessarily at you— but you could feel the air from his breath.

He hadn’t eaten, or drank very much. Hadn’t slept— overall hadn’t been taking care of himself. Adding all of the stress of your safety— was the golden reason for why he was acting out. Although you didn’t know that fully, and you were starting to feel like his anger was directed at you.

You were emotionally vulnerable right now, with everything that had gone on. You needed his support desperately, not a fight.

“James just take a breath for me okay? You’re okay— we’re okay.” You whispered, your hand itching to hold his. He was too far out of reach now, pacing the hospital room. “I really need you right now— I can’t have you passing out from exhaustion. I need you healthy!”

“Yeah well— I need you to be healthy too!” He argued, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “I can’t lose you!!”

Lastly he shouted, watching your eyes flicker from the loudness. He immediately relaxed seeing your hurt expression— he felt bad that he was stressing you out. He didn’t mean to— he just felt things were way too out of his control. He just wanted you to be okay, and back at home in his arms.

You opened your mouth to say something, watching his eyes shift into a faraway look. But before you could say anything, he turned and walked out the door— leaving you alone in the hospital room.

You tried to understand his perspective and desperately tried to— but you were already under so much stress, on your body and mind. The only thing you could do in the moment was cry.

Hugging yourself in attempt to comfort your self, you sobbed quietly. Wishing for Bucky to come back through the door. As the darkness faded into your thoughts, you couldn’t help but feel like this was your fault. Bucky was clearly upset with you— but why?

Was it because you weren’t healthy enough to hold a baby properly? Was it because your body just wasn’t equipped to carry a baby? It was your body— you should’ve been better. Should’ve done more to prevent this.

Your thoughts ran wild, abusing your fragile mind as you curled up in the hospital bed, weeping to no one. The nurse who had been caring for you the whole time came in with a concerned expression, trying to soothe your cries— as the heart monitor was going erratic with panic.

Meanwhile Bucky kept walking, ignoring the worried glances form his men. It was no secret that his men had grown close to you as well. They were all worried about you and the baby— hoping you two would walk out of the hospital soon all healed up.

Steve, his closest friend followed after Bucky— knowing he'd be able to get through his thick skin. Steve's attempts at making Bucky stop were useless, that was until they made it outside— and Bucky finally felt like he could breathe. That's when he turned to meet Steve's worried eyes boring into his.

"What's going man? Is (Y/n) okay?" Steve asked hesitantly.

He'd check on you himself— but it was direct orders from Bucky that they guard the corridor and nothing else. He had to respect that.

Bucky took another deep breath, letting the cool air fill his lungs— the breeze drying the layer of sweat that lightly coated his skin. The stress and anxiety building up— festering inside of him.

"Yeah... she's going to make a full recovery I think." Bucky breathed out, but his expression was still pained.

"That's great news— what's got you so worked up then?" Steve pried, and if it were anyone else— Bucky would be slapping them.

Bucky pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to take another deep breath of the fresh air before his thoughts consumed him once again. Steve could see his pained expression deepen.

"She's fucking stuck here for months man— and I can't do shit about it! I feel like I should be doing more I— I just don't know what to do. I feel terrible that she's in pain— I just want her to be healthy with our babygirl and coming home!" He rushed out, started to pace the front entrance— running his hands through his hair.

Steve reached out to stop his pacing, holding his shoulder in a tight grip to snap him back to reality.

"Hey! Buck— you gotta take a breath and chill out— everything is gonna be okay. I know you're stressed out, I would be too— but you gotta try and calm down." Steve told him, holding his gaze with a stern one.

Bucky didn't mind the roles being switched up at the moment. He needed someone to shake him up— to get his shit together.

"I just love her so much." Bucky whispered, feeling his throat get tight with emotions.

Steve was shocked to see his pal so vulnerable, but it was understandable. He ignored the shock for now and tried to relax his friend.

"You need to tell her that, not me." Steve chuckled, and wasn't surprised at the glare he received from Bucky. "You're sorta right that there's not much you can do— but you can be there for her."

Bucky after a long pause nodded, knowing Steve was right— which was mind boggling to him.

"Yeah, you're right— you're right." Bucky mumbled, taking a few extra deep breaths before turning towards the door.

He stopped himself at the sliding doors and turned around suddenly and walked towards Steve without a word— pulling him into a tight hug. One that had Steve's mouth open in shock— hugs were not their thing.

"Thanks bud— I can't believe I have a babygirl." He whispered excitedly, pulling back with a teary smile and turned away— heading into the hospital.

Your tears had stopped minutes ago, and you stayed laying in bed— staring blankly out the window. Your mind wouldn't slow their attack— the darkness staining your brain. You wondered if someone could die from the abuse of their own mind— felt like you were.

Through muffled sound, you heard the door to your room open and close— followed by a voice. You were so out of it that it sounded like they were speaking from underwater.

It’s probably the nurse again… trying to get you to say something— anything. You thought mindlessly.

“(Y/n)… (Y/n)?” The mumbling continued and you really wanted to look over to see who it was, but found yourself comfortable in the dull state.

A gentle touch to your shoulder had you jumping, glancing slowly over to where the voice was coming from. To your surprise— it was Bucky.

“Hey baby, you okay? You feeling any pain?” He asked worriedly.

You stared at him like he had four eyes, your own darting around his face— almost like you didn’t actually believe he was here.

Bucky only grew more concerned the longer you didn’t respond, instead you stared at him with fear shining in your eyes.

“Baby— talk to me. What’s wrong? You’re scaring me.” He begged quietly, holding your hand in between both of his.

You looked down at your connected hands, your chest rising and falling with a big deep breath— almost like you could finally get a good breath in.

“You’re here.” You whispered, and if Bucky wasn’t as close as he was— he wouldn’t of heard it.

“I’m here baby, I’m not going anywhere— okay?” He asked, needing you to know he was here to stay. He finally got the shot in the arm he needed.

You shook your head, bottom lip quivering and that was the only warning Bucky needed to know you were about to cry. His heart ached at the sight of your now glossy eyes— peering into his with shame. That he didn’t understand.

“Fuck— I’m sorry James… this is all my fault.” You cried, holding onto his hand even tighter.

Bucky shook his head, rubbing the skin of your arm soothingly. Wishing so desperately that he could climb into bed with you— but he couldn’t. At least not for awhile.

He went to assure you, you had nothing to be sorry for but was interrupted by your cries.

“I can’t even do the one thing a woman is supposed to do right— I fucking failed you— us! I’m sorry James I— I should’ve been healt—”

Bucky had enough, he felt sick that you thought this was your fault.

“Baby no, don’t you dare think for one second that this is your fault. You didn’t ask for this honey— there was nothing you could’ve done to prevent this!” He told you sternly, sitting up closer to you now, cupping your face in his hands.

“But I—” You tried.

“No baby— I’m not gonna let you think this is your fault. You have done nothing wrong. Honey, you brought a babygirl into this world. You did it.” He pushed, pecking your forehead.

Your tears continued to fall but your cries has quieted down by now— Bucky’s words sinking in. You couldn’t help but want to smile at the mention of your babygirl. Rebecca— oh how you wanted her in your arms.

“I’m sorry I was angry before, but it wasn’t at you baby— I need you to know that.” He started, pushing stray hairs behind your ears. “I’m just frustrated that I can’t do anything for you right now. I just want you to be healthy and home with Becca.”

You softened your gaze upon his admission, reaching your hands up to cup his stubbled cheek. He immediately leaned into your touch, his eyes shutting on instinct.

“I love you so fucking much baby, and I just can’t stand knowing you’re in pain and that you’ll be stuck here for awhile.” He breathed out, his own emotions getting caught in his throat.

“James… you should’ve just started with that.” You whispered, stroking the skin on his cheek.

“I know, I know— I just get all in my head sometimes.” He admitted and you chuckled tiredly.

“Oh trust me, I know.” You joked, pulling him into the bed with you.

Bucky was careful, not sure if this was allowed and didn’t want to hurt you any further.

“(Y/n)… I don’t know if—”

“Just get in the fucking bed.” You spoke out monotonously.

He chuckled and shook his head, holding his hands up in surrender.

“Yes ma’am.”

You loved that you had this mean, initiating mob boss wrapped around your tiny little finger. But to be fair— he had you wrapped around his as well. He scooted in next to you, where you leaned back— laying your head on his chest. Hugging him around his waist, you could feel the heat of his breath fanning your forehead.

“I love you too James. Just don’t leave again, okay? I need you here with me.” You mumbled to him, feeling sleepy from all the stress of the day.

He squeezed just a little tighter, rubbing your arms comfortingly— before he spoke.

“I’m not going anywhere babydoll, I’m not going anywhere.”

#mob!bucky #mob!bucky barnes x reader #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes imagine #protective bucky barnes #thank you for your request!#much love 💗#virtual hug

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dulcibella-dreams · 2 months

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Makoto or Akihiko with a smug and assertive f!reader? 🙏 love ur work

Akihiko Sanada and P3 male protag with a smug and assertive f!reader

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA SJJSKSKSJSJSJSJSJJSKS sorry I saw this in my inbox and got like a happy attack because like :( ty. Thats literally so sweet :( I will be doing both of the boys! Because as much as I am pushing my 'fill Tumblr with Makoto fics' crusade, Akihiko was my first love (p3p was crazy). I assume this is more a dot pointy request rather than a story like request? I am so sorry if you meant the latter 😭 either way, I hope you enjoy and WOW this authors note is long <3

Akihiko Sanada

- Ohhhh.....his little fangirls *despise* you.

- Not only because you're all personal with THE Akihiko

- But because to them, you're *disrespecting* him.

- Your teasing, your advances and your initiative kisses were absolutely vile.

- Akihiko though, he loves your affections...when...well, when he gets the memo.

- We all know he's the king of missing social cues.

- But when you throw a confident: "Hey Aki... Looking good!"

- It's a two way street.

- A) He absolutely does not recognise your intent was to flirt with him and thinks you're hyping up like Junpei would or something (he's stupid)

- B) Awkwardly standing there and cartoonishly rubbing his head as he awkwardly laughs and stutters. (he's stupid)

- He IS blushing. You make him blush really easily, actually. It starts from his neck and quickly creeps up, turning his whole face a sheen of pink. His ears are redddd though...

- After a moment of his brain making the windows reboot sound, he throws out the most DISMEMBERED ATROCIOUS NONSENSICAL SENTENCE YOU WILL EVER HEAR IN YOUR *LIFE*

- "h-haha girl...you...you...you're more...more even...even..?..."

- you literally have to shush him (affectionately)

- If you're feeling particularly malicious ..

-You'd reach up and wrap your fingers around his collar, pulling him towards you, mere inches from your lips. After a moment, you'd give him a sweet, tender kiss.

- You'd think he'd have some fight in him, quite literally being a boxer

- but it's not like he doesn't like when you're assertive....

- If anything, it's a reminder you really do love him. That you do want him. That you're not superficial, something he deals with literally everyday.

- He loves you, so so much and will probably randomly blurt it out at the most inopportune moment.

- Most likely when you're at hagakure together <3

Makoto Yuki/Minato Arisato

- He is incredibly perceptive, absolutely unlike Akihiko

- He'll pick up on every glance from across the room, every underlying meaning of the things you say.

- Should you try, your little attempts to embarass him will always be fruitless

- He will literally respond with a blank face and say "That'a cute."

- If instead you're assertive when it comes to physical affection, he won't say it (nor show it), but...he absolutely melts for it.

- Absolutely so stupid, butterfles in his stomach, weak knees for it.

- Running up to hug him once he comes back to the dorm.

- Initiating kisses, hugs from behind, reaching for his hand while you walk to school- you name it.

- He'll always be calm about it, and half of the time you're just trying to elicit a reaction from him

- "Try as you might, you know my charms work on you." You'd joke.

- "The only chance you have is if you use Marin Karin..." You tried not to laugh. You laughed anyways.

- Trying to be smug with Makoto was an uphill battle, but it was so, so fun

- And it probably just ended up with you two laughing.

- You were always proud of that fact, actually.

- No-one makes him laugh...except you, apparently.

-He needs someone strong spoken and assertive like yourself, because you're his perfect counterbalance.

-Overall, while being smug and assertive with him is pretty much ineffective, it does indicate your interest, and maybe, could even create a medium for flirting to occur...

#And one great big cheer to my first request!! thanks again!! 💗#Dulci's asks! ˚⋅ 🎀. ೃ༄#makoto yuki x reader #akihiko x reader #akihiko sanada x reader #minato arisato x reader #p3 protagonist x reader #p3 x reader #persona 3 reload #persona 3

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dread0narrival · 5 months

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Fox Dilf-off. Middle age Clove vs TPOF Fox

Old men yaoi 😈

#gotdayum did I struggle with this one LOL #IDC it was worth it I still had fun #thank you for the request Salt mwah 💗#ren hana #btd #tpof #clove oc #reply #my art

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harukapologist · 3 months

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Am I allowed to request some john and haruka platonic cuddles T^T

Oh my gosh yes absolutely you are allowed, in fact you are encouraged to request any p!0109 omgomg thank you so much for this!!! This made me so happy to draw, thank you thank you 😭💗💗💗

I am DELIGHTED that I wasn't the only one who thought of Haruka & John interactions. John is very protective of his little bro Haru

#i was trying my best not to go insane in the post itself. now that im in the tags #AAAAAAAAAANSNFBXKBDKEBSKEVSKHDKDHSJAJAHAKZK💗💗💗💗💖💖💖💓💓💖💗💓💓💖💓💗💓💗💓💗💓💗💖💗💓💗💗💖💗💓💗💓💓#BLESS YOU ANON I LOVE YOUTHANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS UWUAUWAAAAAAAAAAA #UWAAAAAAI HAVE ONLY SEEN ONE OTHER PERSON CONSIDER HARUKA + JOHN INTERACTIONS #I DREW ONE BEFORE AND NOW U REQUESTED THIS IM GONNA SOB THANK U I LOVE 0109 SIBLINGS SO MUCH #AAAUGHJJHUPIHHHHJFBFFN😭😭💖💖💖💖💖#ok im normal (im never normal about platonic 0109)#milgram #haruka sakurai #sakurai haruka #milgram john #john milgram #his last name is milgram real LMAO #john kayano #orekoto #my art #the POTENTIAL for a haruka & john lil brother + big brother relationship is amazing and i NEED to talk about it one day #thank u for this request again.i love u anon/p

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itsalice3940 · 3 months

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CLOSED

To celebrate my 51 followers I shall now take drawing requests however before you request there are some rules you must follow.

Rule 1:1-3 oc's or characters only.

Rule 2:Full Body are allowed.

Rule 3:No NSFW .

Rule 4:Patience I ask that to those who make the drawing requests to remember that your request cannot be done quickly as I take time to make sure every detail of the drawing is there so I asked for patience if you cannot be patient and start becoming rude then you may request to see it unfinished however if you request that I will no longer be continuing it(But if you just wanna see the progress I'll show how the progress it's going and I will still continue it)

Rule 5:Reference if you want me to draw your oc you need to give a reference and picture of them in order me to draw them.

Rule 6:You can also request a scenario for your drawing request just make sure to describe it.

Rule 7:This will only be opened this week and after this week I will no longer be taking any drawing requests.

And in the drawing requests you may request me to your oc's or any characters you may send me a reference of a specific pose you wanna see your character do and backgrounds however I'm not able to make detailed backgrounds yet so don't request me for that I can only draw simple ones and if you have any more questions you may ask in my ask box.

I may add more rules but that is all for now so bring me your drawing requests!(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡(Anyone can join)

(I will accept any drawing requests as along you follow the rules)

#Celebration for 51 followers!#I'm grateful for all of you that followed me these years thank you for your support!#😊🤗💗💖💕#(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡#(⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡#drawing requests

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vse-kar-vem · 6 months

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Ill just let it be

shes the prettiest girl at prom 🤍💗🩷

#kris guštin #joker out #IM SO SORRY this is awful i havent drawn traditionally in ages #one day i'll come back and do this kris justice i prommy #thank you for the request wahh!!!!!!!!! I SEE THE VISION i'll do this digitally with a nice silhouette when i have time HED SLAY SO HARD 😓😓#my art #i had less time than i thought i did to draw today so i'll get everything done in the next couple days!!!! thanks to everyone who sent #somethjng my way :^) 🥰🥰🥰🥰🫶🫶💗💗💗#vee rambles

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brotherconstant · 9 months

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FOUNDATION || Where the Stars Are Scattered Thinly (2.04) “For years when something wonderful happened, you thought: No, something better's coming.” “Maybe nothing wonderful has happened.”

requested by @holly-mckenzie

#foundationedit #thank you for the request💗 it motivated me to give the final touch to the middle gifs. it's such a lovely shot #i hope this turned out the way you wanted!#foundation #brother constant #isabella laughland #hober mallow #dimitri leonidas #beegifs #me. delusional: they're gonna drink that wine together #foundation apple tv #tvedit #scifiedit #constant x hober

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whereismyhat5678 · 7 months

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can you draw Werner werman x dr kahl with their robots please?

To whoever sent this WEEKS ago, I am so sincerely sorry-

I FINALLY GOT TO ANSWER IT BUT I’M SORRY FOR MAKING YOU WAIT-

Also about their robots- I really didn’t know how I would make them fit so I just drew them together separately…and-

The background still looks bad to me but ZAM DID I HAVE FUN DRAWING KAHL’S ROBOT- and Katzenwagen was fun too, he’s adorable 🫶

#Cuphead #I’M TELLING YOU IT’S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I’VE DONE A DRAWING FOR THIS SHIP BUT OML- They’re both SO FRICKEN CUTE-#I JUST 💥💥💥💥💥 I JUST- *EXPLODES INTO PIECES*#I also couldn’t decide if I should draw Werner’s game design or show design so I mjxed them both together (mostly showing show design)#Kahl the slick bastard he is #He be getting them bitches ✊#Also ROBOT IS SO CUTE-#It’s also been a WHILE since I’ve drawn him so I tweaked his design a bit to my liking-#(What I mean by that is changing his design the way I like drawing it- I do really like it he reminds me of the sweetest himbo 💗💗#I love him dearly 💕💕💕#Also cats are really hard to draw so I did the best I can with Kat-#I think this was very cute thank you anon-#Dr Kahl x Werner Werman #Dr Kahls robot #Katzenwagen #Werner’s Cat #Request :D #Ask #Anon ask

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spookygiggles · 7 months

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He finds it unfair that demo is hard to tk due to his outfit but he always catches him offgaurd here n there 💗

Sniper booty 😭

Here ya go @saturn-in-the-solar-system !! Hope you Like it :3 🫶

#spookytks #tk art #Lee!Demo #ler!sniper #tf2222 #tkfluff #🫶💗#thanks for the request!#swordvan

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writing-good-vibes · 3 months

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don't know if you're cool with combining two prompts so if not, feel free to ignore this one or just do one of them. i kinda like the candle wax and black silk steamy prompts together 🤭

thank you for the request anon !! 💌 it's funny, i've actually done this prompt combo before for a different character (no one go looking for that one though lol), so i should of known these two would get paired again 😈 i hope you enjoy reading, and happy valentine's day !! 💗

WARNINGS for post michael!corey x gn!reader, smut, wax play, hints of pain kink, and vague suggestions of non-sexual pain.

🩸 very cool divider by @/hitobaby 🩸

taglist: @slutforstabbings @ethanhoewke @voxmortuus (just let me know if you want to be added or removed !!)

It took you a while to notice Corey's fascination with fire but once you did notice, you couldn't stop noticing.

He'd build bonfires in your scrubby backyard, tossing in garden waste and stoking the flames, bringing you out to sit with him in a lawn chair while you basked in the heat. He had a lighter for his cigarettes, and he'd flick the spark wheel while he smoked, the light igniting his eyes before going out and leaving them dark again. Even though he had his lighter, he always used matches at home, sitting on your porch to light a smoke and letting the flame burn down to his fingers before he snuffed it out. And then there were the candles. You didn't have too many candles around the house but you'd light them while you ate dinner, or watched a movie with all the other lights turned off. You noticed when Corey got restless, he'd poke at the candle wick, dipping his fingertips in the melted wax and peeling the wax casts off so he can do it again. At the end of the night you'd pull yourself out of Corey's arms and chuckle at the pile of hatched wax eggshells.

"It feels good," Corey would shrug, when you asked why he did it, when you were soothing his red fingertips with lotion.

Pressing a kiss to each digit, "Yeah?"

"Yeah," he smirks, eyes darting from your pretty lips against his rough fingers, to your own eyes looking up at him. "I like when it hurts."

Corey lies in your bed, looking up at you from under his unfairly long eyelashes, shamelessly staring at your chest, your pretty nipples framed so demurely by your untied robe. Ignoring his ogling, you light the candle in your hand -- a thick red candle specially bought from the dirty store -- with Corey's own lighter.

Beneath you, Corey grows hard and hot, heat radiating through his underwear to ignite your own longing.

His hands creep up your thighs, thumbs rubbing circles against the black silk robe that flows over your hips, as you toss the lighter onto the rumpled bedsheets.

You tut quietly, using your now-free hand to move Corey's up towards the headboard. He grabs the headboard of his own volition. Good boy, you think, he can just lie there and take it.

"You ready, baby?"

"Yeah," he breaths, and you don't miss the way he smirks like things are all coming up Corey, or how his fingers tighten their grip in anticipation.

You drip a thin line of wax from one nipple to the other. A surprised breath leaves Corey's lips, but they quickly lift back into that satisfied smirk.

You drip another line down his chest, forming a stark red cross on his torso. He looks so fucking beautiful, spread out for you and marked with whatever you want him to bear. You move the candle over him, like a ritual, like you're cleansing the air around you,

It drips over his already-rosy nipples and makes him hiss, it traces the deep blue veins in his arms and makes him close his eyes, it runs down the V of his hips, pooling against your own thighs where you're straddling him and makes him buck up into you.

The wax hardens quickly on his milky, freckled skin, each drop turning into blood-red pearls that decorate him all over, drenching every inch of him just as he deserves.

With your hand on his cock, stroking slowly to draw it out, Corey looks decadent. Dripping red, a boy king bejewelled, head thrown back in a low, pleased moan.

[with thanks to @/slutforstabbings for providing the fuel for the pyromaniac!corey fire lol]

#ask #corey cunningham x reader #💗💌 corey's love letters 💌💗#it took some time but the way i was kinda feeling this by the end i cant lie 👀😳#i want corey covered in red. blood. wax. whatever.#thank you for requesting and happy valentines day !!

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