#pip x reader

[pyr0x10n]

I’m so so sorry with how late this request is I had some stuff to do the past week 😰 but…

Pip Pirrup x Flustered reader

Gender: Gender Neutral

Genre: Fluff(??)

Synopsis: Reader loves Pip, but he can be such an embarrassment sometimes..

As (Y/n) walked through the halls of the high school, she saw Pip, and he started to make his way to her. She smiled at him but then he just yelled her name even though she was like six feet distance away from him. “Well hello (Y/n)!” He yelled, and she instantly blushed a crimson red. “Pip!!”

-He’d definitely be confused every time you get flustered, like why tf are you getting all red for bby??

-He’d sometimes be like “are you mad at me?” And you’d have to say no like 27 times cause he’s so confused.

-in all honesty, he would just be so oblivious that you are flustered, so you’d just have to keep quiet unless if you’re up to just tell him to be like “uhm.. Pip- can you please not do that?” And he’d just be like, “oh.. okay sorry.”

-since he’s always getting picked on, you’re scared that you’d get picked on as well, but worry not, Pip’s got you.

-he probably broke Cartman’s nose one time cause he made fun of you. And you just stood there like “😨 PIP???” And he just stood there like nothing happened.

-silly bruv 😋

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I’m so sorry it’s short af 😔😭

[writing-rat]

After Exams

Pairings: Pippa x Reader

Content: Fluff, Mentions of Becca

Summary: It was after an exam and Pip invites you over...

WC: 910

Letting out a groan, Pip threw her head back. She was tired but she was currently in the school library so she couldn’t nap just yet. She could at home though. “Hey babe,” she heard, which caused her to jump. That was when she was met at the sight of you, and she couldn’t help but grin. You were wearing one of her jackets, her green striped crop top and some sweatpants. 

“Hi,” she responded with a smile and stood up as she pulled you closer by the waist, kissing you. You kissed back as you held her dungarees, pulling her closer. After a few seconds, you pulled away with a smile, sitting beside her after she sat back down. 

“How are you?” you asked with a smile. 

“I’m good, just a little stressed. It is exams though isn't it?” she asked with a smile. 

“I feel you,” you responded with a smile. “What exams do you have today?” you asked.

“Maths and English, what about you?” Pip enquired. 

“History,” you groaned. Pip just laughed, knowing how you hated the subject. You didn’t know why you chose it anymore but you did. You would have to suffer the consequences.

“After school, want to come over to mine? We could watch a film?” Pip offered. 

“Yeah,” you grinned with a smile. You were thankful she was going to hang out with you, you didn’t have to revise that night then.

-

It was after school and you were excited. Pip was waiting for you in her car so you were hurrying out, soon in the passenger seat. “Hey babe, sorry I was talking with a teacher,” you spoke with a smile.

“It’s ok! I didn’t mind waiting,” she spoke as she started to drive out of the school. “How’d all your exams go?” Pip asked smiling.

“They went alright. What about yours?” she asked with that soft smile. 

“Eh, could've been better. Excited to be hanging with you all night though,” you responded, holding her thigh gently as you rubbed it. She smiled as she kept driving towards her house. 

“Yeah, and you have free reign for movies,” she spoke with a smile. You smirked. You were happy about that, it was better than the true crime shows she could’ve put on.

After 10 minutes of listening to the playlist Pip made for you, she arrived home. It was a relaxed ride. Climbing out of the car, Pip got her house keys as her parents were with Josh. They were busy at a show but they would be home around 7 pm. You had 2 hours with Pip alone though at least. Setting your bag down by the door, you walked over to the couch and opened your arms, ready for cuddles. Pip laughed at that before she walked over, grabbing the remote before she forgot and would have to get up. She cuddled up into your side, turning on the tv as she put her head on your shoulder and let out a sigh. She was feeling more relaxed. As much as she loved exams, she hated the nerves of what her results could be. She loved your cuddles and cuddling you even more though. She was smiling as she was happy and was kissing your cheek as she was admiring you, not messing with the remote. You knew that Pip was distracted by staring. Deciding to make her embarrassed, you looked down at her. She immediately flushed a bright red and was quick to get some movie sites up. “So, what do you want to watch first?” she asked, trying to ignore how she was caught. 

“Monsters Inc,” you responded with a smile. She nodded, soon turning it on as she was thankful they had Disney+, only for Josh really but you were now included. 

You was happy to see Pip was more relaxed rather than in school when she was nervous after her exams, wanting to know her marks then and there. You were her rock and you knew it, you helped her stop being obsessive just like the Andie Bell case. Well, that was a mix of you and Ravi helping her. Ravi was becoming a good friend to you both. After 15 minutes of watching the film, you heard soft snores and breathing on your neck. You chuckled a bit, letting her sleep as you were watching the film still. You wouldn’t wake up Pip for any reason. She needed er sleep, having done a lot of revision at night due to the fact she didn’t revise much during the case she was solving. 

When the film finished, you heard the door unlock and you looked over with a smile. Leanna looked inside and she smiled. “Oh hey, I didn’t expect you here,” she spoke quietly, seeing her sleeping daughter. “How were exams?” she asked, Victor and Josh coming in as Barney wagged his tail, running over and being his crazy self.

“They were good,” you responded with a smile. “Both of ours were good, we think we have done well,” you added. 

“That’s good. You want to stay for tea? We are getting takeout after all,” Victor spoke. You nodded immediately, knowing that Pip would be thankful for that. 

You loved this family, and most of all you loved Pip. You would do anything for her. Life was going to be good for you both, you’d keep Pip safe from anyone (especially after the Becca incident).

[bblueberrypancakes]

Pip: Are you busy?

Y/n: Yes.

Pip: Cool, listen to this...

[vermont-writes-fanfic]

How they make Breakfast

In response to @gothicchippy , how the people of the Hellsing Organisation and Father Anderson make breakfast! Let me know if there should be a part two!

Requested: I am going to tsay that's a yes

Warnings: Mentions of blood, blood drinking, killing people, and the mention of scars

Characters: Father Anderson, Alucard, Sir integra, Seras, Walter, Pip Bernadotte

Father Anderson:

Seeing as he seems to take care of the children back at the orpahange in Italy, it seems like he would be well versed in some good breakfast making. He would let you help make breakfast and his specialt is an italian breakfast which is simple and consists of yogurt which he would take teh time to make himself, jam and bread and fluffy fresh baked criossants. He lets you help out and will try a breakfast that you might have in mind. He keeps it light and healthy for the kids making sure they are taken care of and raised healthy. He has quite the skill in the kitchen and often times he lets you relax with him ot trace the scrs on his hands as he waits for somthing to cook or bake.

Alucard:

A morning with him isn’t rare though don’t expect it to be bathed in sunlight and giggles. The last time Alucard had human food was…a long time to best put it. He never had to cook anything because his food of choice is blood and Walter took care of all the cooking for the Hellsings. Instead you take it upon yourself to cook instead, though he is never far from you offering to help we’re he can. He’ll crack eggs or toast bread, but after the first few times of trying this little endeavor you learned not to let him man the spices.

Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing

She spends her days holed up in her office most time taking care of her work and looking at the papers she is being sent. Reports from all over the UK of many new young kings appear and in quick succession. Typically she could manage at least toast and Walter always made her tea, but lately even that is left wasted at the table as she works into the late hours. Without much luck and knowing you’re u favorable of her less than healthy eating habits, Walter asks you to coax her into eating breakfast. And you happily oblige, opting for a less American options, you took to fried mushroom, bacon, sausage, and nook and cranny. It was funny, she had no idea how to cook but the moment she was convinced to have breakfast with you and you asked her to cook she smiled and confident as ever she said,

“If I can’t learn how to cook for you, then I can’t call myself your lover now can I?”

With the assistance of Walter you end up at the desired breakfast and enjoy it on the terrace.

Seras

As part of trying to keep her humanity, Seras makes it a point to cook you breakfast almost every morning. Oftentimes you wake up to a bit of juice with some eggs and bacon or the very common beans and toast. When Seras isn’t out working and manages to stay up enough for you two to make breakfast. With a bit of convincing and a promise to clean anything used, she was able to get the kitchen every once in a while, with this she takes you into the kitchen and of course, you help prepare. Washing your hands consists of soap ending up in someone's hair or on their clothes and plenty of goofing around, after, she’ll bring out the sausage, eggs, potatoes, and cabbage and let you take care of the cooking while she peels the potatoes and dices them up. When everything is complete the two of you will sit down in her room and eat chatting about what you had ready for the day while she whines about Alucard or talks about the mission from the previous night. It’s pleasant and pretty sweet as she compliments you on how you can cook. As you eat, she sometimes wishes that she could to, that it didn’t have to be blood.

Walter

Being the top butler in the Hellsing manor, Walter has no trouble making a wonderful breakfast and is capable of making food from around the world. His memory may be a little behind him but he is still capable of making breakfast. He prefers to make the breakfast himself and will often serve you whatever he had made for Sir Integra that morning but if you request something different he is more than happy to oblige. He makes you bubble and squeak most mornings because it is simple enough to make and retains heat more so even if you wake up late it’s warm enough for you to enjoy it. On the chances where Sir Integra is out for the morning or someone else, Alucard, has taken care of serving her breakfast, he will take the time to teach you how to make a light pastry for breakfast.

Pip isn’t one for extravagant meals or something expensive, he’s still a mercenary. However, he does have a taste for the more expensive tasting things so in true french fashion he opts for a light pastry instead. If he is strapped for time then a bit of baguette and some fruit jelly works just fine for the both of you. Other times, if you and him are feeling especially patient you manage to properly make a pastry , while waiting, Pip will pull you into a dance leading you around the kitchen or tell you jokes or stories from his time some years ago overseas. It always comes out a little under or over done, not that the two of you mind.

@gothicchippy

[viper-flare]

Damien x Reader x Pip poly headcanons

SFW

* You were the new kid on the block of South Park. You met Damien and Pip in elementary even beat up Eric Cartman whenever he tried to pick on Pip or Damien

* You three became very close and occasionally have tea parties on Saturday at Pip’s place. Pip always had a habit of picking up your favorite dessert for them.

* You didn’t believe Damien was the spawn of Satan until he brought you and Pip to hell so you can meet him. “Wait your dad is literally fucking Satan?” “Yep” “I was surprised the first time as well Y/n”

* Satan had ask if you were dating his son or Pip. You turn red from the questions and Pip was pretty embarrassed. “Dad! Can you fucking knock it off?” Damien grips his fork mad. “Oh Damien you don’t have to be so shy”

* Needless to say, you, Damien and Pip had been secretly dating each other since middle school and it’s been like that all the way till College.

* After a few months you all decided to make it public. Butters was a little hurt you kept it a secret but he was so happy his little buddy is finally happy

NSFW

* Damien is an aggressive top but he does bottom when he wants affection and to be dominated by you and Pip.

* Damien has his nipples pierced and he loves it when you and Pip tease his nipples. It makes him very excited.

* He into receiving oral but he loves giving it just as much. Thankfully his tongue reached yours and Pip’s deepest parts makes you both tremble in pleasure.

* Pip is switch but he’s more submissive leaning. When you three have sex with each other, damien has the tendency to leave bite marks and hickeys on your body even Pip’s.

* If Cartman happens to bully Pip in college, he does ask if you can help him destress. Damien does keep an eye out so you two can get it on in an empty classroom. Pip does make sure to cover your mouth so you don’t scream while he wrecks your guts.

* Pip loves praising you. He has a huge praise kink and loves being praised as well. But be warned he has a huge breeding kink just like Damien.

* Damien has a daddy kink and loves it when you call him daddy when he pounds you.

* Overall, intercourse between the three of you is heavily romantic and special.

[desolateddreamur]

First Date with Pip Headcanon

This was requested by my friend IRL at our sleepover (Thank youuuuu!!)

Gender neutral reader!

Requested? Yes!

When it came to you, Pip was a mess. Everyone knew he was fucking terrified of you, everyone ripped on him about it. (Even though they're just as scared of you.)

But when the school's 'scary dog' student suddenly just asks you on a date? He was too afraid to say no.

You were thrilled!! From afar you had admired the boy. It took a lot of courage to go to him and ask him out so the yes made you sooooo happy.

You never called him Pip, only Phillip, after you heard he's called that when they hate him.

Pip sighed, opening his locker and letting all of the junk Cartman had shoved into it fall onto him. Snickers rang behind him as he gathered it up neatly into a trash bag he stored in his pocket.

This wasn't new to him. It was often... When it was all gathered up, he tied the bag and put it in his locker to throw out after school. He pulled his books out and shut the door to his locker in a soft way so it wouldn't slam.

You leaned on the locker next to it, having waited patiently on him to ask. A hand sat in your jacket pocket where you had a little gift for him in. Never once had you decided to rip on the British boy like the others you always verbally bashed.

To you he looked cute, his accent was hot, he was polite and kind to everyone- you were head over heels.

Pip gasped sharply when he saw you, grasping the strap to his bag. Your eyes lit up knowing you could finally talk to him.

"Hey, Phillip... I was.. Well, ah- I want to give you this and wondered if you wanted to go out some time...?" You pull your hand from your pocket and place a little keychain of two f/a snuggling around a heart into his hands.

He gaped in silence and then shakily nodded, not knowing what else to do. He saw your s/c cheeks flush and a very gentle smile on your lips. It was a little cute.

"Awesome! Cool! I'll uh- pick you up at seven Friday night!" You kiss him on the cheek. It was so gentle he almost didn't even realize it was the most feared student in all the high school he was talking to, "Bye Phillip~!"

He was bugged by everyone the entire rest of the day, bombarded by questions on how the fuck he "domesticated the scary dog" as Cartman put it.

Pip was just as clueless.

For the rest of the week you showed a lot of kindness to him to help prove the date would be worth it.

Walked him to class, scared off his bullies, ate lunch with him, gave him tons of compliments, and even made him some treats!

When Friday rolled around, he was anxiously pacing the closer it got to seven. Pip was told to just dress comfortably and to not wear a hat so he did as told. A simple button-up and slacks were what he chose.

The ride was fascinating to him since he never rode on a motorcycle before.

You had arrived in a cute, comfy outfit on a motorcycle and took him on a ride up to the outskirts of town.

The date? A cute picnic under fairy lights that were strung between trees. He was in awe at your efforts.

When he found all the things you made; British foods and American foods, he finally realized you weren't actually pulling his leg. You really did research British foods just for him and went to the lengths of making them.

The night was spent talking and laughing, getting to fully know one another and admiring the view.

When you decided it was time to go the food was mostly finished off and he was about to fall asleep. You cleaned up everything into the picnic basket and had him hold it behind you while you drove.

Dropping him off on the porch, Pip mustered up to admit he'd like to go on another date and to be your boyfriend if you'd let him or preferred to wait for a few more dates to call him that.

You were ecstatic! Pulled a very happy little dance and peppered his face in kisses before telling him yes and to text the details on the next date.

He was definitely turned into a stuttering pile of putty in your hands.

As you drove off Pip knew he was gonna get his ass bugged a shitton at school for details. But for now, he was just going to admire the fact he finally had someone who cared about him and loved him. Let alone a s/o.

[macandcheeselover1]

request: Hey, I have a question, is it okay if you do a yandere hellpark demons x Human Female Reader? Headcanons?

yandere hellpark demons x Human Female Reader

my dear, what did you get yourself into?

Fucking Chaos

Its one thing when you have ONE demon being yandere for you, but 5?!??!

First of all, how did you live up to Estella's standards???? (girl can i get lessons, PLEASE, PLEASE-)

Thomas is the most normal one, kind off

TRUE chaos unfolds when they start to fight over you

You were shocked

Once they were (somewhat) a friend group...then suddenly their fighting over you

poor you

you liked them all the same and couldn't chose one of them

So, you were left with the one who ended up killing the others (with a whole load of trauma)

[cartmankisser]

would you be willing to do c, h, j, and k (from the alphabet prompt) for pip 😭 its totally fine if not !!

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc?

i feel like pip would be sad with you. like he can feel what your feeling. he would give you very soft hugs and gentle kisses along with some comforting words. he's very patient with you and he wants to help get rid of whatever is making you so upset

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

i don't really feel like he would keep anything away from you. he likes to be transparent with you because he knows he can trust you. he loves how he can share anything with you and not be judged or critiqued

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

i don't think that he would get possessive or anything, just sad and insecure. he tries to think realistically about it, but his mind just wanders. he really appreciates the smallest amount of reassurance from you just as a reminder to him that he's enough for you

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

hes not experienced at all. hes super stiff and he doesn't know what to do. he would want you to teach him how to do it and go slow to demonstrate, just until he gets used to it. i think that even when he does, he would still be a bit stiff and wouldn't know where to put his hands. you should teach him again so he has an excuse to kiss you

[berrryparfait]

shower head ✩⋆｡˚

— ༉‧₊ᐟ featuring: sylus, zayne, rafayel, xavier, caleb x fem-afab!reader

— ༉‧₊ᐟ premise: feeling curious, playful, and pent-up, you decide to surprise him by stepping into the shower and giving him head. you've never done anything like this before. 「my girlfriend can be quite surprising at times. and bold.」

— ༉‧₊ᐟ tags/cws: [nsfw] pure smut, lads men being needy while you suck them off, dubcon but deep down everyone involved could not have been more willing (they told me personally)

— ♫₊ᐟ soundtrack: bathroom – montell fish

✧ a/n: hihi!!! wow, it's been a while! this is my first fic on this account—i used to run @.starfellforyou but got a little bored of writing genshin fics and decided to hop right on over to another one of my hyperfixations instead... this also happens to be my first ever nsfw fic (i told myself to stop daydreaming and start writing lol), so please lmk if there's anything i'm doing wrong/missing out on as i'm fairly inexperienced when it comes to tumblr etiquette. hope you like it! <3

SYLUS squints at you, his hands stilling in his hair as the last suds of shampoo run off. "Are you lost?" he drawls, voice dripping with honey. He steps away from underneath the overhead shower and turns to fully face you—he's gorgeous, muscles slicked with running water and face slightly flushed from the heat. You simply stare at him with a mischievous glint in your eye, a teaser for what's to come. "It's unlike you to show up like this, unannounced." He smirks at you, unabashedly eyeing the length of your naked body and tracing your gaze to his semi-hard cock. You return his lewd expression. "I do love to keep you guessing." Slowly, you kneel before him, rivulets of water gushing down the side of your face and between your bare breasts. He leans against the wall as you open your mouth to take him in, his movements lazy. It's a struggle at first, but the low groan that escapes his lips turns it into a challenge. You run your tongue along his length, eyes glistening with cruel anticipation as it hardens to the point of no return. Determined, you begin to push deeper, moving back and forth as he sighs and throws his head back against the wall. With a delicious "pop", you release him from your mouth and begin teasing his tip. You circle his favorite spot and try your best to resist a smile when he squeezes his eyes shut, breaths coming shorter and faster and in white puffs of steam way above you. "Fuck..." His hands find their way to the back of your head, where they gently but firmly grasp your hair and begin to pull. Your mouth is guided back around his cock as you begin to suck him off harder, sounds of pleasure that beckon you to pick up speed echoing overhead. Push. Pull. Push. Pull. His hands around your head get rougher—more desperate—and you reach out to grab his thighs as his tip slams against the back of your throat. Hot spurts of cum fill your mouth, drip down your chin, coat the impressive length of his cock. There's so much of it. You both pant in exasperation, completely spent, only partially satisfied. The look in his eyes sends shivers down your spine. I'm getting fucked tonight. "Get up, we're going to bed."

ZAYNE works hard. So hard that you feel he deserves a little treat. Dr. Zayne may dedicate his life to helping others, but you want to dedicate your life to helping Dr. Zayne. A simple equation, really. The look on his face when he sees a very exposed you enter the shower while he's in it is pure gold. He frowns in shock, his cheeks turning pink as he backs away from you and makes a feeble effort to cover himself and protect his decency. It's endearing, the genuine confusion on his face. Need to make him cum hard. Really hard. "W-What are you doing in here?" He darts his eyes from side to side as he tries to avert his gaze from your breasts, now inches away from his chest. You shut the door behind you and get down on your knees. "You've had a long day at work, Doctor. Let me help you relax..." You gesture for him to sit down on the shower bench, and he reluctantly complies. "I'm afraid this isn't a good idea—" "Shhh..." You cut him off with a devilish grin as you breathe onto his growing cock, and a flicker of uncertainty—and begrudging intrigue—ignites beneath his pretty features. "Be a good boy for me and hold still..." You gently glide your tongue down his length, teasing him with slow, languid strokes as he writhes and struggles to stay silent. It isn't long before your mouth is enveloping his cock, eliciting whines of pleasure from deep within his throat, the small sounds driving you crazy with need. You pick up the pace, and soon his moans grow louder, more desperate. He begins to pathetically thrust skyward, helpless against the blinding pleasure of getting his cock sucked and stroked by a natural talent. "I'm gonna cum—" he whispers, strained, as you stop torturing him with your mouth and white streaks of cum shoot out in every direction, landing on your face, your tits, the walls, his thighs. You almost feel bad for him, the way he's just sitting there shivering with leftover ecstasy. But you know that once morning comes, he'd no longer be deserving of anyone's pity.

RAFAYEL may be a god, but that doesn't mean he's beyond enjoying the fruits of worldly labor. So what if his baths are the most luxurious and elaborate you've ever seen? One has never had a good bath until they've experienced shower head. You've convinced yourself of this much—now it's time to convince Rafayel. He looks ravishing as always as you enter the large shower room, his movements elegant and naturally seductive. He startles slightly at the sight of you. "Oh? Looks like I have company." He drags his eyes up and down your body, a playful smirk playing on his lips—but you know it for what it really is. An invitation. To give Rafayel exactly what he wants. Bubbles fill the room as he spreads himself across a large shower seat in the shape of a clam. Your prince. Your pearl. As if coerced by an invisible force, you gravitate towards him with a dark anticipation in your gut. He's sprawled before you, clearly getting harder by the second. Soon, he's going to get demanding—whiny, even. You need to please him fast. You circle his tip with your tongue and plant wet kisses along the length of his shaft, your way of preparing him for what's to come. His eyes are heavy-lidded, drowsy, drunk on the look in your eyes as you take him in whole, a delicious moan escaping him as you push his thighs further apart. Slow strokes, then faster ones. Repeat. You can tell he's in pain, yet somehow still in control of himself. That just won't do. "Not good enough, Your Majesty?" Your right hand moves to caress his balls, a gesture that sends him into overdrive. "Ugh, this girl—" His voice comes out garbled with a pained groan that makes your heart leap. You back away just before he cums. Can't let him off too easy. The frustrated noise that leaves his lips satisfies you more than it should, and you don't let him wait too long before you're sucking him off again, drawing out his orgasm until he nearly blacks out. He glares at you in petty indignation as his cum explodes into your mouth, both consumed by pleasure and immensely frustrated. You swallow it all down in a single gulp, feeling proud of yourself. "Who has the higher ground now?"

XAVIER jerks away from you as if you were a bad omen, instinctually bringing his arms up around himself in an attempt to block your view of him. It's no use, of course—he's as exposed as you are. "Uh..." A violent blush tints his cheeks as he fumbles for words, vivid blue eyes unable to meet yours. "Can I help you?" How could someone come off as so shy and judgmental at the same time? The thought makes you smile. "I'm here for you, cutie." He doesn't seem to understand, but it doesn't matter—you'll just have to show him. You grab his arms and gently coax them away from his body, baring his semi-hard length to you and making him squirm. Your fingers wrap around the base of his shaft, stroking gently as he gasps and twitches. The expression on his face has shifted, dark and cautionary. "Kneel," he orders, and you obediently get down on your knees. He pushes his length against your lips and groans, any trace of the bashful, reserved boy who'd almost pushed you back out the door completely gone. You lap at his precum, the taste of it salty and slightly bitter on your tongue. He nods once, giving you permission to take him in whole. Oh god. Overwhelmed, he closes his eyes and throws his head back against the flowing water, pure bliss written all over his face. "Just...like...that..." His tortured moans are like music to your ears, a symphony giving you new resolve as you begin pumping him with heightened speed. Your hands are looped around his knees, which you notice are shaking slightly with the threat of release. A spark of excitement ignites within you as you picture him coming undone, wholly and undeniably submitted to you, a beautiful mess of your own creation. He stares down at you dangerously. You look up at him with doe eyes, because two can play that game. Who is predator and who is prey? With one last luscious stroke of your tongue along the base of his shaft, he lets out a strained cry of pleasure, planting a hand on the wall behind you to steady himself. Strings of his seed land on your face and tongue as you smile up at him, already giggling at the adorable change in his demeanor. Back once again is the Xavier you know; introverted, demure, and utterly embarrassed with himself. "No more coming in like this..." He sounds serious at first, but then he glances away and chuckles softly—and your heart explodes.

CALEB doesn't even give you time to explain yourself. One second you're stepping into the shower and the next you're sitting against the wall, your thighs flush against the stone floor. "Interrupting me again?" His tone is intimidating, so different from the way he spoke to other people. For a split second, a jolt of delicious fear shoots through you, settling right between your legs. "What, too scared to speak, Pipsqueak? You're the one who came in here." He takes a step slower, his dick inches from your lips. He's already hard. Too hard. The look in his eyes is ruthless—predatory. You begin to question your capabilities, but it doesn't last long. He slides his length into your mouth, all the way, and you have to squeeze your eyes shut to prevent yourself from gagging. "You look so pretty with me in your mouth..." The thought sends waves of pleasure through you, punctuated by sudden, hard thrusts as he fucks your face with concern for little else but the devastating pleasure coursing through him. This power dynamic, this feeling of being dominated—it's all too much. Don't stop. I don't want him to stop. Your moans are muffled and weak beneath his own savage grunts and he continues to push into your mouth, hands braced on the wall above you as he pushes against his own weight to gain momentum. "Fuck, I'm so close..." Your eyes well with tears as he thrusts deep into you one last time, warm bursts of cum filling your throat and coating your tongue. His breaths are belabored, sweat and water dripping down his chest as he looks down at the mess he created. Your face is streaked with tears, and the sight makes him smirk. For a moment, it's as if he's back to being the kind little boy you once knew. But any semblance of innocence vanishes with the next words that leave his mouth. "I'm not done using you yet, Pipsqueak."

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[asiatic-apple]

I need the smut mirror sex prompt with Sylus and female reader please

Your wish is my command, anon ;) I’m still a little unsure about what Sylus’s dirty talking would be like…If y’all have any feedback on how I wrote it here, lmk what you think!

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Breathtaking view

Sylus x female reader

Prompt: mirror sex

Content: lots of praise, hair pulling (but it’s gentle), slightly rough fucking…but sylus remains a gentleman, a moment of possessive!sylus, creampie

The ornate floor-length mirror across from Sylus’s bed at Onychinus’s base felt a little over the top when you first saw it. But now, you’re starting to understand its appeal—and why Sylus positioned it with the perfect view of his large bed.

You're on all fours at the edge of the mattress, facing the mirror with your back arched and hands gripping the silk sheets. And Sylus is behind you, fucking you with a rhythm that has your thighs trembling.

He usually doesn’t take you like this. Normally, he likes the moment to be more intimate, his body pressed against every delicious curve of yours. He likes to cradle you in his arms and use his weight to keep you in place while he overwhelms you with deep thrusts.

But tonight, he can’t deny there’s something special about this view.

“Look at that,” he groans, low and reverent. One palm glides down your spine while the other grips your hip tight enough to bruise. “So perfect…”

You try to focus on the mirror's reflection—the sight of your flushed face, mouth parted, body jolting forward with each powerful thrust. But your eyes are drawn to him. The way his gaze is locked on you like he’s memorizing every detail, every shudder, every moan.

You cry out when he hits that perfect spot inside you, making your arms buckle and your head drop forward onto the sheets. But there’s no real reprieve from the intense pleasure. He folds his strong torso over your back, his thrusts not missing a beat while he presses warm kisses to your shoulder and neck.

“Eyes on the mirror, sweetie,” he rasps, voice thick with desire.

All you can do is whimper in return. You’re not sure if you have the strength to stay upright when Sylus fucks you so deep, his cock kissing your cervix with each roll of his hips.

And he knows it. He always knows. His fingers slip up the nape of your neck, threading gently into your hair before giving a firm tug at the roots. It’s not too rough. Just sudden enough to make you yelp and lift your gaze.

The moment your eyes meet his in the mirror, he slows, just for a heartbeat. It’s not hesitation. It’s just a quick check-in. Ready to stop if you need to tap out.

But you don’t. You want this. Your body tingles with pleasure when he resumes the rough pace of his thrusts, fucking you a bit harder now that he has your attention.

“That’s it,” he growls, that trademark smirk tugging at his lips. “Don’t look away.” Your cunt clenches around him in response, and he lets out a noise that’s guttural, downright feral. “Fuck…just like that,” he groans between the sounds of your pussy slicking him up with more of your arousal. “You’re squeezing me so well, sweetie.”

You whine his name, hips pushing back against him instinctively. You’re lost in the heat of his words and the stretch of him inside you.

“Such a precious little thing,” he murmurs, almost to himself.

His eyes never leave the reflection. He’s drinking in the sight of your body—how gorgeous every dip, curve, and soft roll is while you writhe from the pleasure.

And while he’s lost in admiring you, you’re just as caught up in him. The way his muscles flex with every movement. The way his skin glistens with sweat. The sharp lines of his jaw clenching when he grits his teeth. You’re hypnotized by his strength, his hunger, his absolute focus on you.

Then his arm snakes around your waist, and his fingers slip between your thighs to lazily circle your clit.

“Beautiful,” he whispers, still mesmerized by you and talking mostly to himself. “And you’re all mine.”

He fucks you like he plans on keeping you forever. And he kisses your neck with such gentle affection—it’s a dizzying contrast to how hard and deep his cock moves inside you.

Watching yourself like this, seeing how your own body seems to glow with confidence, it makes you moan even louder. Only Sylus brings out this side of you. And he loves it. He loves knowing how his words, his praise, encourages you to love yourself harder. You deserve it all, and he’s proud of you for accepting both his cock and his affection so openly.

The two of you get lost in the sinful image of your bodies intertwined, appreciating how sexy you look together. You’ve always brought out the best sides of each other.

It’s that feeling—the recognition that Sylus completes you and you complete him—that has your fingers clawing into his bicep as he thrusts into you harder, chasing both your highs at once.

“Come on, sweetheart,” Sylus says between breathless grunts. “Come for me.”

With one more circle of his fingers and a deliciously deep thrust, you fall apart on his cock. Your mouth parts in such a pretty ‘o’, and Sylus eagerly watches every twitch and shiver of your body through the mirror.

He follows a breath later, hips jerking one last time as he spills inside you with a rough groan of your name.

After such passionate lovemaking, even someone as strong as Sylus can’t stay upright anymore. He collapses beside you, careful to roll you over so you don’t get stuck beneath his heavy body.

The two of you need a few minutes to catch your breath, and he pulls you into his arms to pepper sloppy kisses all over your sweaty skin.

“Hm, you always look good, sweetie,” he murmurs, between kisses full of adoration. “But tonight? You were breathtaking.”

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[berryfairyluvr]

Hi! I love your writing and would like to request Caleb and princess treatment please 💝

caleb and his princess treatment

pairings: bf!caleb/husband!caleb x fem!reader

warnings: suggestive, slight hinting of jealousy?, mentions of pregnancy

a/n: you’re very sweet, thank you for the request!! i hope it’s to your liking <3

As far back as you could remember, Caleb had always treated you with the utmost care, tending to your needs in any way he could.

During your secondary school years, Caleb decided he would make not only his own lunch, but yours too. You’d always been a picky eater and he couldn’t trust you to feed yourself if the cafeteria didn’t have enough foods that interested you. After finally moving in together as a couple— he picked up the old habit and began making your lunches for work too.

Growing up, you and Caleb often took the public transportation to and from school or town. On extra crowded days when you could only find one empty seat he’d always give it to you.

He had always been the looming overprotective presence in your life, like the time he told the entirety of the school basketball team that you were “off limits.”

And of course he picks you up from the Association in his sports car, leaning against the sleek vehicle with a cheesy grin and deep dimples, aviator shades perched on his nose. “Well hello girlfriend..” which later became his personal favorite, “Hello wife..” Followed by wrapping a lengthy arm around your waist the other around your shoulders, kissing your flushed face.

Insists on carrying you if your feet hurt, you’re sleepy, or it’s even remotely inconvenient for you to walk. Bonus: bridal style all the time.

He talks about you like you’re his entire world (because you are)—casually, without shame. “Yeah, my girlfriend made this.” “MC said that once, it stuck with me.” “She’s smarter than me, actually.”

You try to help him clean up or fix something? He gently turns you around, plants you on the nearest seat, and kisses your forehead. “Let me take care of it, baby.” “Nuh-uh Pips, just sit here and look pretty for me, yeah?”

One of his love languages has always been acts of service— taking note of every little detail of your daily routines so he can find a way to make them easier for you without question.

His clothes? Pfft no, they’re our clothes. Whatever he owns he considers yours as well, emphasis on the clothing. He even buys things for himself based on how he pictures you in them eventually..

As cringey as it sounds, this man will hand feed you like a baby. Whether you’re working overtime from home or gaming he’s making sure you’re getting your meals.

Studying or working together proved to be challenging when he couldn’t tear his eyes off your figure or halt his lingering touches of affection which proved to be quite the distraction.

You're not just loved—you’re revered. He never lets you forget how special you are to him. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. Let me prove it every day."

For some blissfully, wonderful, unknown reason, this man is always on his knees before you, for you. Whether it’s to tie your shoelaces or to praise his most favorite, sacred part of your- (whaaaatt ?? who said that ??)

You send ONE moderately risqué photo his way and he’s blowing up your phone like the dozens of ships he explodes with the fleet.

You knew him to be protective and caring before but when you’re expecting his first child it’s a different story. He spends the whole first month of your first trimester researching beneficial recipes for expecting mothers and their babies. “I’ll set aside time to meal prep each meal for you daily, it’ll be great Pips.”

When your newborn arrives, Caleb insists on waking up with you for each and every night shift of feedings and diaper changes. The dark circles under your eyes tug at his heart strings as he urges you back to bed as soon as you’re done with the baby. “My little copilot wants to be around mommy all the time too, hm?” He rocks your newborn back to sleep with a yawn of his own.

Gaming at his desk while you're dozing in and out of sleep from the couch he can't help but check on you, even if it's mid match. “You good, baby? Need anything? Water? Snack? A nap on me instead of the couch?” He's just glad to have you near and willing to do anything to keep you close.

He's always carrying your things for you, literally everything. When the two of you would walk home from school your backpack was always slung over his shoulder, it didn't matter that he had his own backpack and his basketball bag. That quickly became the norm for everything, shopping bags, leftovers from the hotpot place, your luggage when visiting him in Skyhaven.. The list goes on, you weren't allowed to carry anything on his watch. It was no use protesting anymore, you'd just be met with a dimpled smirk and kiss to your cheek.

Don't even try to leave or go to sleep without giving him his last kiss of the day. "EXCUSE ME. Where do you think you're going without my goodbye kiss?" He'd steal a few extra and say it was just for safety precautions.

He loves complimenting you all day, everyday. He loves the reactions you give him, would do just about anything for them.

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[kiplex]

"That's definitely a fever." Your boyfriend and right now; very attentive nurse, Sylus, proclaims after taking your temperature. “I feel hot and cold all at once. I hate this, I never asked for this..." You whine meekly as you cling to a very nice sliky duvet Slyus provided, one foot hanging out to balance your ever changing temperature. “You're taking this better than I thought you would. Normally you sniffle and cry about missing work and not getting to that coworker friend you're so fond of." He notes, sauntering into the bathroom to get you a damp washcloth to put on your forehead.

The fever dulling your reaction time;

You blink.

You blink again.

Suddenly tears prick your eyes.

" Sylus… I was helping Tara plan an early birthday surprise for one of our coworkers… Who's gonna help her now?? This is all my fault." It all comes out as a jumbled mess, interrupted by hiccups and sobs.

Despite it all Sylus shakes his head with a sigh, unceremoniously placing the damp cloth to your forehead. " Sweetie, you got sick, it happens. I'm sure your friend will understand." His hand wanders to your cheeks, now dusted with tears attempting to wipe them away. Panic flashes over your face briefly. " Still... I also have loads of work to do and and and if I don't get everything done in time it could be bad so I-” Sylus shakes his head with a small smile. " Don't worry about work… Onychinus would be happy to lend a hand. I'm sure the Hunter association would be thrilled.” He smirks, it's softer than his usual one.

You roll your eyes to the best of your abilities. " Just….” You pause taking a big defeated sigh, you may be stubborn but Sylus is more stubborn than you are. " Don't get into trouble if you do decide to do anything…” He moves his hands from your face to your head, stroking your hair. " All I am is trouble. You should know this by now.” He kisses the top of your head. " I'll handle everything. Get some rest, kitten.” Your eyelids flutter closed settling into the covers. He rises from the bed and you hear a flap of wings to your right, presumably Miphisto here to keep an eye on you. “Oh and Sylus? Thank you… for everything." “Forever and always sweetie."

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[unistaryo]

Hey I read recently one of your works and I really enjoy your style of writing and I find the way you write really comforting!!🙃☺️ I was going to ask if you could do headcannons on Alucard as a dad with another vampire. (I know canonically it wouldn’t happen ever but i was just curious lol)

Alucard as a dad with a vampire child (headcanons)

//I don't know how, but I somehow got extremely sick💀. So I'm sorry if this is ooc

I feel like you will most likely adopt a child who was turned into a vampire during a mission, immediately taking the role of a caretaker and forcing Alucard to do the same

The first couple of days or months he wouldn't really accept the role of the father figure

It would take a lot of convincing from your side for him to even stop trying to get you to stop parenting the child

He sees himself as someone who failed as a human, who willingly became a monster and he is very aware of his nature, Alucard can't comprehend how you can even think about him in such a positive way

But he will eventually comply in his own twisted way, maybe after your child has proven that while they can be a creature of the night, they still have some sort of humanity in them

maybe the child drank blood from an animal but is still compassionate to other people

Alucard loves and hates the child's innocence at the same time

He sometimes teaches your child how to control their vampiric powers, but it will mainly remain your responsibility (he's afraid the child will take too much after him)

He will definitely tease you a lot about your parental tendencies like "Where are you going? You know, you can barely handle one"

Despite this, his love and respect for you increased even more than before, again because he seems to value determination, will and courage

Alucard will definitely bring the child on a mission, maybe on one who isn't so bloody as usual. If you aren't on board with this he will do it in secret, unless you talk to Integra

Integra will command him to stop until the child has grown

The vampire does have his dad moments, trust me

He melts every time he sees you and his kid having a moment

If somebody other than a few range of specific people dares to comment about you two in a bad way, that person will either be traumatized for life to straight up killed

Alucard will play a lot with your child, he isn't far from teaching him how to transform and many more

Those two will prank soldiers in the most unhinged way

The child will love horror and adventure movies with extreme violence in the future, trust me

But, given how Alucard is one of their main caretakers, they will also become violent and mess with people on purpose (Alucard will either be entertained or curse himself because of this)

If something happens to the child, BLOOD WILL BE SHATTERED

He will have no mercy on whoever even looks at his kid in a weird way

(in Ultimate) Seras and Pip would be more than happy to help with babysitting, and the overall process of taking care of the child, more Seras actually, but Pip finds a good opportunity to get closer to the vampire

In the end, both of them will become extremely attached to your kid

Integra will remain distant, but it is clear she also cares a lot about the child, often forgetting they are a vampire

Walter will provide with the necessities but won't be extremely involved. But he will babysit from time to time, and even train them in small ways

(in 2001) Seras will help like her ultimate counterpart, but I feel like she will take them out more, even showing them her old home

Here, Integra will be a lot more distant, letting comments slip more often regarding the situation, but still cares immensely about them, even if she doesn't show it

I don't know why, but I feel that this version of Walter is more fatherly, so I think he will be more involved in the child's life, maybe even letting them accompany him in the mansion when he doesn't have an important task

Peter Fargason will sometimes entertain the child in small ways, only if the others aren't looking, but will mostly keep his distance

[vermont-writes-fanfic]

Can I please request a Pip x reader comfort. College is stressing me out to mental breakdowns and I crave comfort

Sure thing lol anon! Just want to say I really hope you get some down time sometime soon, taking time for yourself is so super important!

Request: Yes

Warnings: Mental Breakdown/Panic attack, mentions of stress, anxiety, hi sexy innuendoes if you squint hard enough, comfort, crying, cursing

Characters: Pip Bernadotte x Reader

Reader Pronouns: She/Her

It’s Okay

Working for the Hellsing organisation has been…a lot, to say the least. Since the events with Seras, Alucards peon, and then Father Anderson a lot had to be taken into account. Not to mention the paper work for all of those soldiers who had died. Despite the low-key nature of the job, working their had no shortage of paperwork and it was becoming too much to handle. Sir Integra had given you your own room and office away from the general noise but that only did so much. Luckily you had Pip to rely on when things got to be a little too much for you, he would come and sit beside you and hold you in his arms or take you out, no matter what he always knew what to do. As you sit at your blackthorn desk, the sound of the clock ticking away started to irk you, reminding you of the constant time limit you were on. A mountain of messily arranged paperwork waiting to be reviewed or organised looms over you menacingly. You had barley even touched the paper, yet it seems your just about ready to quit already. You can feel the tears well up and sighs in frustration. You were trying to study last night in this same room and the massive books paired with all the extra paper work made getting any work done seem impossible. Your vision blurs as tears well up in your eyes and you slump deep into your chair willing them to go back or go anywhere but rolling down your cheeks.

Minutes later the door opens, though you can’t be bothered to look up, if you did now your raging headache would only worsen. They turn off the lights, which for a small moment calms your mind. As they step closer, you can hear that slightly slurred humming, it’s deep, comforting with that low trill in his chest. It’s Pip, you can tell, you can always tell. He had that certain calming affect on you that nothing and no one else really did. His long arms wrap around you as he mutter, accent thick in how low voice.

“Come now cheri, do not cry,”

You can’t help but hold him closer chest heaving with your heavy sobs, face wet with tears.

“That’s it, just let it out. I’m right here amour,”

He is always so sweet, as you calm down some, he moves you to the couch and pats you down. Before you know it, you fall asleep and it’s hours later when you wake up. Instead of waking to his face, you wake up to his ping limbs sprawled out on the floor surrounded by papers that seem to be some sort of organized. Surprisingly it’s not awful, they have a general rhyme and reason to it. His face lights up when you are awake and he gives you a sloppy grin.

“Are you going to tell me what’s on your mind now mon cheri?”

You nod sitting down next to him

“It’s just…been a lot. Between studying what Sir Interga has asked of me and handling all this,” you gesture to the massive amounts of paper work “ I guess I just feel overwhelmed,”

He nods following a long, as you to talk and he chats about what he had been doing before. With the help of his silly jokes and flirtatious behavior you finish your work early and decide to spend the rest of the day laying with him. As you take a sip of his drink he smiles down at you.

“It’s okay to take a break mon cheri, ”

I hope you liked it! I kinda forgot what I was doing so I’m really sorry if it flips but I hope it makes you feel a little better!

[sadpotatoreads]

Just an observation but maybe the color of these book covers interpret the emotional state of pip. White for healthy, Red for conflicted and black indicates that she's finally onto the dark side.