#rabbit!reader

[hellishattempt]

nanami kento comes home on a saturday afternoon, hands full of groceries and hair freshly cut. in the distance, he hears his precious wife humming along to her favorite soundtrack. you must not have heard him come in. he smiles to himself, setting the groceries on the counter, but not unloading them. that can wait. right now, he wants to hold you.

he slips out of his shoes, padding quietly to the laundry room where you are folding towels. you have your back to him, headphones lodged in your ears. as nanami gets closer, the music bleeding from your headphones becomes audible. he chuckles softly. no matter how many times he tells you it's bad for your ears, you insist on listening to your music at just below full volume.

snaking his arms around your waist, you jump at the sudden contact. nanami presses his chest against your back as you take out your headphones, leaning into his touch. you sway in silence for a moment, nanami resting his chin on your shoulder. when you turn to face him, your expression changes at the sight of his hair.

"your hair," you state dumbly. "you cut it."

"yes," your husband muses. "is there something wrong with it?"

"no, no!" you assure nanami, studying his hair. "i just wasn't expecting it. you normally have me do it, which you know i don't mind doing."

"i know, but i didn't want to bother you on your cleaning day."

your expression softens at his words. nanami, your ever loving, ever caring husband, always thinking about you before himself. you reach one hand up, smoothing the hair down the back of his neck. as you bring your hand up, the freshly cut hair pricks your palm, and nanami lets out a low hiss.

you immediately apologize, pulling away. "did that hurt?"

"yes, but it's okay. it felt... good," nanami confessed. "... do it again. please." his voice is thick and demanding, and you obey without hesitation.

this time, you use just the tips of your fingertips to graze his undercut, beginning at the base of his neck. his breathing quickens as you continue to to run your hands through his undercut, going up and down, switching from one hand to both, thumbs caressing the sides of the cut. the laundry room fills with his melodic whimpers and faint groans. his eyes are shut tight, teeth digging into his bottom lip.

"fuck..." he cusses lowly.

"you okay, nani?" you giggle, stopping momentarily. his eyes flash open, pupils blown. "kento?"

"let's go to the bedroom," he insisted, grabbing your hand and dragging you towards the master bedroom. you barely have time react before nanami pushes you back on to the bed, practically ripping your leggings off.

"kento, what are you doin-" you try to protest, his hands clamping around your wrist and bringing them down to grip his hair. his head disappears between your leg, lips latching around your clit. involuntarily, your fingers tighten around his sharp undercut. he moans into your cunt, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through your body.

from then on, nanami kento always got an undercut.

[ghouljams]

never done a hybrid au or anything but I keep thinking about hare!Ghost and rabbit!reader

he's so big, limbs and ears stretched too long, scent eerily similar to something you could almost call familiar, his shape is uncanny, cousin to your own but corded with different muscles. his nose twitches differently, his ears stand too tall, his penchant for open spaces felt quirky at first but now you watch him lay out in an open field and the way he disappears against the ground sends a chill down your spine. he is so much like you and yet every inch of you knows he's different.

but no one else seems to care. they pair you up like alarm bells don't ring each time you stand next to him. they joke about leaving rabbits together and you swallow the need to scream that he's not like you, that it isn't natural, it doesn't work, that when his eyes slink towards you they read as foreign as a predator. it's like staring down a funhouse mirror of your species, some convergent evolution gone wrong, shifted for a harsher environment, your families separated enough that you never should have been faced with someone like him.

you thump your foot at him when he gets too close and your entire body heats in embarrassment. it's an empty threat, you're hardly fit for fighting without the guns and knives that soldiers carry but ghost- ghost studies you like an insect, like he can't quite figure out why you're so soft and round where he isn't. he stares at you in every room his existence corners you into. he tugs at one of your ears when you pass him in the hall, he gropes at the fat of your hips when you stand in line at mess, he grips your tail so hard you have to stop yourself from yelping. so you thump at him, because you're tired of whatever measurements he's taking, whatever comparisons he's drawing between the two of you, silent observer to your fear of him, using it to keep you quiet against the persistent harassment; his nose twitches.

he's faster than you, you already knew that, you shouldn't be surprised when he lunges at you the way he does. you still scramble to get away, launch yourself into movement, some hind-brain instinct propelling you forward, searching for somewhere small and dark to hide yourself. Even though you know he'll catch you, that his big hands will grip you hard and then, well, you don't have to think too hard about what he wants.

you'd seen the way his hard cock strained against his fatigues at every mention of fucking like rabbits.

[xazse]

Puppy!Satoru with a cute RabbitHybrid!Gf!!

Puppy!Satoru loves you so much, your fuffly personality paired with your fluffy ears and little puff of a tail makes you the perfect match for him. Suguru brought you for him for companionship since he’d started becoming extra clingy and whiny when Suguru would leave the house.

You were a gift to him, he cherished you the moment he got comfortable with you. The first days you were here it was quite awful for Suguru, he’d catch Satoru humping your panty clad ass multiple times a day, Satoru’s crotch would be wet with his cum by the time he separated you two. You’d really just let Satoru guide you anywhere so there wasn’t much fight with you.

It seems you were smitten with him as he was about you.

He didn’t know Satoru had such a high sex drive, it’s like a switch was flipped and he was horny 24/7, getting him toys like fleshlights to keep him busy and away from him giving you multiple puppies was also just as hard.

Quirk idea I had I needed to get this off my chest I would add more but I’m sleepy. Goodnight!!

[pricetagged]

This is so niche, so so niche, but has anyone ever heard of the 'pedal pump/car stuck girls' kink where men pay for videos of women who have car trouble?

Anyway, that's Price. I will not be taking questions.

I will, however, elaborate. The first time he sees one, it has him clenching his knuckles and sucking in through his teeth. Pretty girl flooding her engine and gazing dolefully at her dash camera, eyebrows pinched and confused. Soon, he falls down the rabbit hole.

Eventually, he settles on one creator. A smaller one, unassuming. Her footage isn't well-produced and edited. She's not made-up and plucked and preened. She looks like any of the women he drives past on the street. She's perfect—

He subscribes. Clicks on the VIP package which offers the opportunity to chat and send requests.

[27.12.24]

>>JP141CE: That blue dress is beautiful on you. Wear it in the next video.

[13.01.25]

>>JP141CE: You need to adjust your seat angle. Gonna give yourself an injury if you make a hard stop.

[24.01.25]

>>JP141CE: Take the camera out of the car, sweetheart. Let us see you pop the hood and try to fix it.

Your camera work is shaky with you clamouring out and edging around the door. But if he pauses at just the right frame—

There. Your license plate.

Got you.

[casuallyanidiot]

Yandere Bunny that you rescued from a lab.

Yandere m. x gn. Reader

Dead Dove Do Not Eat! MDNI ! Tw. Dubcon, Yandere, Nfsw themes, Implied animal abuse, codependency

2.2k words

He was small. His bones jutted out under his skin, his frame shrunken and his red eyes empty and wide: he looked like he’d been locked in a box and had only been let out seldom. His arms and legs were covered in small, tiny scars that looked far too precise to be done by himself. He was like a ghost, sitting there in a tiny room while not focusing on anything.

You were an intern, only supposed to be there for a few weeks at most. Your tasks usually boiled down to running files all over the various halls and floors and helping whenever a spare hand was needed. You weren’t meant to do more than pass through and get a recommendation before leaving never to speak of what you saw ever again.

But you didn’t. No, you took one look at the bunny sitting on the edge of a medical table and felt the urge to get him out of there no matter the cost. You begged your supervisor to let you take him home that evening.

“Who? Him? Number 23? I suppose he’d been here for a while… well, there’s always more of them I guess.”

You got the go ahead almost immediately. They didn’t ask if you had the space back home, or if you even had any experience owning a Demi-human. They just handed you a bunch of papers that would absolve them of all liability as he sat there, staring at the ground as you signed quickly. The whole decision was impulsive, utterly unplanned, and you hardly blinked before you were standing in your apartment with the rabbit standing there.

“Uhm so…. So this is your new home!” You said nervously, spreading your arms out wide. He didn’t react. You flinched at that, your smile faltering a bit. You didn’t know what you had expected in all honesty.

Yandere Bunny who is quiet and withdrawn for the first couple weeks you have him.

You hadn’t figured out what to call him yet. You asked for his name once, but based on how the lab was run, he didn’t have one to begin with. You hoped that he would eventually choose one if only to make things a bit easier.

He didn’t really like to be in the same room as you if he could avoid it from what you noticed. He would hardly eat if you were watching him, so you made a habit of leaving his plate out (All healthy, steamed veggies with some fruits on the side. He seemed to really like the latter.) before walking to another room under the guise of some random chore. It was the same for sleeping. He seemed to not like the idea of you finding him when he eventually succumbed to his tiredness, nor did he seem to really be comfortable anywhere out in the open. You would find a little nest of blankets and pillows in different cupboards, closets, and tucked away corners from day to day. He would never pick the same place twice in a row. Honestly with how small your place was, you were impressed that he even managed to do so at all.

Yandere Bunny that only seemed to open up when you assured him that he wasn’t going back to the lab.

It was an odd conversation. Meaning, it wasn’t a conversation at all. It was mainly you doing the talking; you explained that yes, this was his home now, and no, he wasn’t going to return to his old one. His eyes had widened, and he parted his chapped lips as if to say something before he cut himself off and turned to the side. It was about a week after that when you heard him speak for the first time.

“Thank you…” He mumbled quietly, his ears perked up and twitching in alert as you set down his meal on a nearby table. You blinked. He was halfway across the room, peeking up at you from behind the back of the couch.

“You’re uh… welcome,” You said before turning to leave, your heart filling with a bit of hope.

Yandere Bunny who started to become more interested in you as time went on.

It started small with him starting to stay in the rooms you were in, or with him coming out of his hiding spots more often. He liked to watch you do your daily routine, and you started to leave the bathroom door open when you were doing your skincare so he could see what you were up to. It was a silent thing, with him becoming more and more comfortable with being around. The day he sat down on the couch with you, you nearly jumped out of your skin in surprise. It had taken everything to not jump up with joy.

He even followed you into the living room while carrying his meal, almost as if showing off that he was eating. From then on, you lingered after leaving food out, and he would start to dine while you were there. It even got to the point where you could eat in front of him as well. He’d gained a healthy amount of weight ever since he started living here, and his skin and fur looked more shiny and bright now too. It brought a smile to your face knowing that he was getting better, and he always blushed when your gaze settled on him for too long.

Yandere Bunny that likes to have his hair brushed. 

Not his ears. Never his ears. He was shy when he asked you for help one day, holding out the comb as he stood sheepishly. You both sat on the bed as you gently worked the teeth of the brush through his powder white locks, his little cottontail twitching happily while he stayed facing away from you. He was making a habit of grooming himself around you more, being more vulnerable. You didn’t want to push him when he was finally settling in, but you couldn’t help how excited you were.

It didn’t help that he was starting to build little nests on the couch and on the bed. You asked him if he would like to have his own place to sleep, but he just shook his head. 

“I like how it is… it smells like you,” he mumbled and fidgeted with the sleeve of his sweater. You didn’t press him on it. It was nice to wake up with someone snuggled up besides you, anyways. 

Yandere Bunny that gets upset when you leave for the day. 

After he was used to being around you, he would stamp his feet when you grabbed your keys.

“Please?” He said anxiously as he followed you from room to room. He had been more nervous now that you had gotten your new job, and this begging routine had been a fairly recent development. “Why do you have to go with them? It’s safe in here…” he pouted, looking nearly in tears. He hovered near the door like it was going to stop you. You felt bad, you really did. Especially because your absence during the day really seemed to stress him out.

“Don’t worry,” you reassured him. “I’ll be back later tonight. You know this is just for a little bit, right? I’ll be working from home soon enough,” you smiled, but he frowned and kept silent. 

Having to actually leave him alone for most of the day made you feel bad as well. He was extra clingy and touchy when you would come home. It was a huge leap forward compared to how he was before, so you couldn’t exactly complain even if it was just a bit suffocating.

Yandere Bunny who becomes excited to tell you his new name.

“It’s Vasco!” He blurted out when you walked through the door. He had gotten all dressed up, brimming with excitement. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet, glancing around as he tried to hide how eager he was. “I’ve been able to think about it while you were gone and… and I want you to call me Vasco,” he repeated with a little nod. You were tired from work, but his bashful demeanor had you relaxed and in a good mood in no time.

“That’s a perfect name. I’m glad you shared it with me,” You beamed and walked into the kitchen. You pulled out a little container of food from your work bag and placed it on the counter. It was a little box of strawberries, his favorite. “It’s a good thing I got these then,” You smiled, practically grinning from ear to ear. “Guess I just had a feeling that today was gonna be special.”

Vasco, as you now knew him, suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, his face buried against your shoulder and back. You could feel his soft ears brushing against your scalp, and you blinked before you relaxed and reached back to gently pet his head. The sun filtered in through the window, casting everything in a hazy, perfect glow.

“You’re the only one who knows it…” he whispered, his long lashes fluttering against your skin. He was practically melting against you, and you hummed softly to comfort him. After a while there, you realized he wasn’t going to move from your side. You reached forward and grabbed the fruit, running it over with water before holding it up from him to nibble on. 

Yandere Bunny who’s very dramatic when you actually start to work from home.

When you sat at your desk, he made it a point to shove himself into your lap and whine for your attention. It was slightly exhausting, but he was so damn cute that you couldn’t say no. 

“You’re such a brat,” you teased, no real malice in your words. You really had been spoiling him to no end. He got everything he wanted, whether it was either your affection or food, but you didn’t mind. Not that you didn’t like Vasco when he was skittish, but it was a relief to know that he felt safe and comfortable enough to even be demanding of you in the first place. Your hand settled on his lower back, rubbing circles into his skin while you worked with your other. 

Yandere Bunny who steals your clothes in order to snuggle with them. 

You didn’t really know why he did it. After all, you’re usually right there, but it’s like he needs more somehow. He rubs his cheeks against the sleeves of your jacket when you actually have to focus on your busywork. You tried to put your foot down and take them back on occasion, but you let him have what he wanted. If it made him feel comfortable while you're not paying attention to him, then what's the harm?

Yandere Bunny who has… certain tendencies that become harder to ignore as time goes on.

You really didn’t want to think that Vasco would ever do anything to hurt you. Not when you had done so much to help him and understand what he was going through, but he was doing things when he thought you weren’t looking. At night, he would wrap himself around you and make odd, breathy noises before falling still. 

During the day, he didn’t act any different from what you could tell, but for all you knew he was being sneaky. It felt odd to suspect your beloved rabbit, but you couldn’t deny your stomach twisted oddly when you found a little stash of your underwear in one of the cabinets one day. You said nothing. How could you when he was looking at you with those big, trusting eyes?

You found white stains on your sheets and blankets all the time now. It escalated to the point where you had to buy another couple of sets of bedding in order to not have to wash them every day. If Vasco noticed your growing unease, he didn’t choose to mention it. In fact, he only seemed to be emboldened by your lack of reaction. His cheeks started to become flushed nearly constantly, and he liked to nibble on your fingers and shoulders whenever he could. It was cute and relatively harmless, so you let him and just kept petting him while his little tail bobbed happily. He would smile and snuggle up against you while begging for fruit or for you to brush him once again.

Yandere Bunny who you just can’t refuse.

You were honestly hopeless. Every time he looked up at you with those big, needy eyes, you were reminded of how he looked back when you first rescued him. Back then you had promised to do everything you could to make him happy and to get him to trust you. You wanted him to feel like this was his home, and that you would always be there to give him what you needed. So when he was pulling at the waistband of your pants, his ears all perked up and eager, you couldn’t find it in yourself to say no.

“Please, please [name],” he whined, tears dotting his eyes. He pressed his nose into your crotch as he let out a little sob. You jumped at the sudden contact, your hand flying down to stop him before his breathy pleas reached your ears. “It hurts… I realllyyyyy wanna put it in you,” he panted and tugged down your clothes. You stumbled back, falling onto the couch with a little gasp. He crawled forward, the flat of his tongue dragging along your sensitive flesh, and you shuddered. “You’ll help me, right?” Vasco’s mouth hovered over your pelvis, a bit of drool slipping from his pink tongue. He didn’t really need to ask. Not when he knew you’d spoil him no matter the cost.

[mirrorcatcreditcard]

Your honor, they were watering down my favorite character and not letting them be a jerk.

[romayer2]

I'll never get tired of drawing these idiots in love! I love this story too much ❤️

@bones-of-a-rabbit i hope you like it :)

(It's been a while since I've had an update, and I apologize madly for that. Study is relentless :( )

[bumpen-underbeds]

Take your bunny hybrid boyfriend out to the beach and help him tan for the summer! Bring your friends, make a day of it!

Dress him in the smallest, tight little bikini you could find and coo at him as the fluff of his tail makes the bottoms droop under it a little, the top is micro, and the triangles only cover his nipples. At the same time, the bulge of his cock is a hairs breath from popping out of the bottoms even while his soft.

Grab him by the hips and pull him along in the water with you, so what if the tide helps push the bikini out of place? He's left disheveled and exposed in the water, just drag him to the rocks and hide him behind a rather large one as you run your fingers down his chest and coo at him for how lewd he looks, and how naughty he must be to let himself be so exposed on the beach with you.

End up getting fucked behind the rocks by your bunny hybrid partner, his face twisted with frustration and spite as he proves that even dressed in a skimpy bikini, he is the one in-charge of your relationship. Listen to the waves and sound of the beach as the water hides the sound of his hips snapping into yours in the shallow water, your screams as he fucks through yours and his own orgasms get lost in the sounds of people enjoying the beach not far from you.

Make cock drunk plans to dress him up like a slut again and take him out, just see how many different places he's willing to bend you over and fuck you dumb.

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

pov u just learned what wireplay is (and u might be a little bit into it)

i drew this on a whim sorry y'all

[pregnantshadowmilkcookie]

jax writers get to work

new ep is out

i want some new fanfics

come on guys wakey wakey

pretty please 🥺

[gay-dorito-dust]

I miss my blue haired clown wife.

Luffy: *about Buggy* seriously, what do you see in that guy?

You: he makes me laugh.

Meanwhile buggy: *kicking his feet in the air* they think I’m funny.

[ghouljams]

Hare!ghost x rabbit!reader will not leave me (noncon cw)

Keep thinking about the way he'd haul your hips up by your tail, tugging at the fluffy thing with a painful grip all so he can grind his hard cock against your ass and groan about how you're just soft everywhere, arent you? Threatening to stretch your ears out so they look proper like his while you whimper and whine. Caught between instincts teeth telling you that the other soldiers were right, you should be fucking like bunnies, and the startlingly human fear of having a big man on top of you. Deep throaty chuckle when you try and kick back at him, unable to find an angle that allows contact with his knees spreading your own. A vicious thrill boiling between your thighs at the long drag of his cock inspiring an attempt to claw away. Desperate to explain to him that it won't work, that you're two different families of critter, that there's no point in him doing this, but he won't listen to you, just shoves his hand into your fatigues and let's you know that your cunt sure is singing a different song.

[karver518]

Shadow milk has his own minions, and Dreamweaver Y/N has theirs too, just in bunny form!

I like to imagine the rabbit helps out dreamweaver y/n a lot hehe. How would Shadow milk react to having his portal bunny stolen? >w>

Here you go, you portal bunny enjoyers

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Fiddlespick's: Easter Bunny Part 1

Male Rabbit Hybrid Yandere x Gender Neutral Kitsune Reader

CW: Imminent noncon, musk, fingering to stretch reader, mistaken identity, delusional yandere, general yandere behavior

Word Count: 706

(First story in the Fiddlespick's collection. Still 30min. of Easter left where I live so enjoy your holiday meal! Part 2 of this story can be found HERE! The explanation of the Fiddlespick's setting, and eventually other stories in the same school, can be found HERE.)

You had been studying at Saint Frattlebond Fiddlespick's Academy of Arcane Excellence for three years now. You were a proud kitsune, training to be a healer.

The school was great, but one thing that always annoyed you were the rumors. Always rumors of some creature or invader prowling around and snatching students.

The silliest, and by far the most annoying, rumor was that there lurked a rabbit man-hybrid of unnatural origin who prowled the woods looking for revenge on the kitsune that drove him mad.

Some said that he was the result of a mad mage, a kitsune, who fused his rabbit familiar with an innocent human mage.

Others said he was a simple wererabbit druid that had gone mad when his kitsune lover rejected him.

A few claimed he was a native beast to the area that simply hated how wild foxes preyed on wild rabbits and hated anything that resembled a fox.

But you? You said it was all bullshit. Dumbass students fooled by a prank that took on a life of its own and continued for decades.

And you were going to prove it was all a hoax because you were fed the fuck up with hearing about it.

You gathered some camping supplies and on the weekend when you were free of classes and walked the long overgrown path into The Frostweary Woods. So named because half of all the foliage had wooly white hairs on it.

The overgrown path faded out and then disappeared completely about a mile in. It was clear no one came here very often. The trees grew larger and the birds quieter as you continued.

It was lik another world, trying to hide its secrets under fuzzy white leaves and silence.

You came upon a somewhat clear area, a place once used by long gone werewolf students to have loud parties away from campus. Before they had the frathouse and sometimes used a hidden cave when that wasn't good enough.

This was where students claimed to have seen the rabbit creature.

You looked around and found nothing, but your sensitive nose lead you further beyond the clearing.

A sweet scent with a musky undertone beckoned you, almost hypnotically so.

You followed it to a burrow going under some giant trees. It smelled overwhelmingly of… rabbit…

It was probably being used by a big family of common rabbits… yeah… but why not make a tactical retreat anyway? You were going to camp but you had nothing else to prove! There was nothing there at a-

A voice cut through your thoughts, you flicked your ears.

"D-d-darling!? You finally r-returned to me! I kn-knew you would!"

You turned around to see a tall lanky figure, lean but well muscled, behind you. He towered at least a foot and a half above you.

He had cream colored hair and fur and dark brown skin. His arms up to the elbow and legs up to mid thigh were covered in fluffy fur, making it look like he was wearing lewd clothing.

But really, he wore nothing at all, his uncut cock and balls swaying as he spoke. The musky sweetness emanating from them was almost dizzying.

"I s-stayed here for you, I l-love you so much! C-come inside darling~"

Before you could react he had hopped the distance, his long furry ears flopping as he did so.

You tried struggling, tried pleading, you explained who you were and that he had the wrong person. But he wasn't having it.

"Y-y-you must have a-amnesia, my little f-f-foxy~ That's o-okay! My name is Mallow. I'll get your memories b-b-back!"

He plucked you up like a weightless toy and sat you down on his lap. His smell now truly overwhelming, rolling off his crotch and pits. For some reason you found yourself drooling.

"I don't have amnesia! Let me go!"

He started stripping you despite your struggles.

"D-d-don't be silly! We just have t-to jog your m-memory! L-l-lets do your favorite thing, maybe that w-will h-help"

He finished stripping you and sat you back on his lap.

"What's my favorite thing?" You sobbed as your tail twitched nervously.

He began fingering your hole with a furry finger as he replied.

"M-making love, of course!"

[bloodfiendarling]

𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓭

【 𝐈 】 , 【 𝐈𝐈 】

pair — octopus siren!reader x pirate!aventurine

wc — ~600

contains — dom top reader, sub bottom char, written with fem reader in mind but it can be seen as gn, porn with plot i guess?, dubcon bordering on noncon, tentacle fucking (duh), choking (only in the start tho), mindbreak, belly bulge, pregnancy mention, violence mention (at the end only)

ah .. i cant believe my first posted fic is avenchan .. x_x even tho my entire theme is argenti .. a little scared of posting my work www ;; either way , i think i busted when i saw this art sob sob . cogs in my brain making out a whole hentai plot .. i wrote this with my dick and not my brain . gomenne avenchan ! youre in the hands of a degenerate ! >_<

he really was the greedy type — despite being covered head to toe in stolen goods, aventurine really just can’t help but steal more, more, and more. those riches were the source of his infamy—and of course, his ego. he was a respected captain, feared, even.

of course, it didn't stop at stealing. the man gambled — be it his life or wealth. and he never lost, not once. lady luck really was always on the captain’s side, huh?

not today.

not when he decided to steal from a siren of all things.

“mnngh—!!” aventurine let out a muffled moan, eyes rolling back. his mouth was restricted with a tentacle — another was snaking around his neck, occasionally squeezing on it. the captain’s legs were pressed up against his chest, of course, restrained. he can’t even remember how many times he’s came.

aventurine, one of the most respected pirates out there, folded like a lawnchair and being fucked like a common whore by a siren.

what a sight.

“ah, are you gonna pass out, captain?” you ask, tone laced with fake pity, tapping on the side of his head a few times, “don’t tap out on me, captain. you said you wanted it, no?”

she wasn’t wrong, either. aventurine was the one who offered himself when he was caught. maybe even steal something once it was over — he wasn’t expecting to be the one on the receiving end, though..

as the tentacle on his mouth and neck finally loosened, the blonde let out a sharp gasp of air afterward — finally. though he went back to those pretty moans as soon as she continued to thrust the one in his hole deeper — loud, lewd squelching noises filling the siren’s cavern.

“you’re so tight. i can feel you squeezing me…” she rubbed on his stomach, a visible bulge on it. the second aventurine’s head drops down to see it, his eyes go wide — very obviously horrified. he didn’t even know he could take that much!

“mnn… look at that, captain,” she started, very much referring to the bump on his abdomen. “it’s so deep in you, huh? ah, i wish i could get you pregnant.”

the captain shook his head rapidly — “ah–! nnh.. no– nonono…” he sobbed.

“don’t worry, captain. not like i can anyway.” you teased, still relentlessly thrusting into him. you pressed a kiss on his cheek, wiping his tears away. he would be kicking you off, trying to get you the fuck off if him if it weren’t for your tentacles restraining all of his limbs. poor thing, how helpless he looked.

he let out a strangled moan, feeling her somehow thrust even deeper. his back arching into such a pretty crescent, tongue starting to loll out with how hard you were going.

dear god, he really did feel like he was going to get pregnant.

his moans were getting louder and louder. not to mention more erotic. you were sure a passerby fisherman would hear him.

“ah, ah, ah, more ♡”

“you want more, captain?” you asked. it was a genuine question, though. the aventurine, completely submitting with a few hard thrusts? the one oh so feared and infamous — you’ve even heard some other sirens talk about him.. and this is how he’s really like? a common slut?

“nngh– yes ♡” he nods, you swore you saw hearts in those gorgeous eyes looking back at you. the ones that looked in disgust and anger at first. “ahn, ah–♡ i wan’ you ♡”

you really did fuck him till he was braindead, huh.

maybe you were glad he didn’t come with a crewmate. you would’ve missed an opportunity and killed this pretty little gem.

hsr masterlist ♥︎

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Idk if you wright for him. But sense I saw you wrote DMC Dante x reader...... Could you possibly do a White Rabbit x reader but..... The reader is kind of like his 'Alice' or smth......

A/n: Excellent...low key feel like this man would have a breeding kink

The room is dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the small table lamp casting a warm, amber glow. You sit comfortably on the couch, a book resting in your lap, though your eyes keep drifting away from the pages. The sound of passing cars lingered out side the window.

And yet here you were — his Alice.

White Rabbit stands a few feet away, his back to you, adjusting the cravat around his neck with delicate, almost dainty fingers. Despite the mask, you can sense his focus — the meticulous way he straightens every ruffle, smooths every seam. You can’t help but smile as a soft hum escaped your lips.

"You don't need to do that you know."

He pauses, head tilting slightly in your direction, the light glinting off his glasses. “It’s not for you, Alice,” he says, his tone playful but with a soft undertone of affection. “It’s for me. Gotta keep up appearances, after all.” That was a lie of course, while he was still adjusting to this, to your love the man was still scared that you'd leave him.

You hum, leaning back against the couch. “I still prefer you without it.” You snap the book shut giving him a coy smile. "Don't get me wrong, you're handsome like that but with the mask off you are sexy as fuck

White Rabbit’s hands still, his fingers lingering on the ruffles around his wrists. His shoulders tense for a moment before he lets out a soft, almost reluctant sigh followed by a snort. Slowly, he turns to face you, his mask catching the light, casting a faint shadow across his stitched scars. "Do you truly feel that way?"

You nod, patting the spot next to you. “Come here.”

He hesitates, those bright yellow-orange eyes studying you intently. There’s something vulnerable in his gaze, a flicker of uncertainty that has your chest tightening.But he moves. He moves with that same fluid grace, folding himself down onto the couch beside you. He’s careful, as if afraid to touch you too much, to get too close. But you don’t let him stay distant for long.

You reach up, fingers brushing the edges of his mask, and he stiffens. “It’s okay,” you murmur. “Let me see you.”

A shiver runs through him, but he nods, the movement jerky, tense. You gently lift the mask, sliding it off his face. Beneath, his dark hair falls in unruly waves, framing a face marked with scars, stitches that wind over his cheekbones, down his jaw. His eyes, now unobscured by the lenses, are even more intense — molten gold, sharp and yet so terribly soft.

You place the mask aside, then cup his face, thumbs brushing over the stitched seams. His breath catches, and he leans into your touch like a man starved.

“Better,” you whisper. “My White Rabbit...my love”

His eyes flutter closed, and when he breathes out, it’s a soft, broken sound. “Yours,” he echoes, his voice a rasp, a prayer.

You press your forehead against his, feeling the steady thrum of his artificial heart beneath your palms. “Always,” you say, fingers trailing down to rest over his chest, where the demon blood pulses in time with his heartbeat. “Always, my White Rabbit.”

His arms come around you then, pulling you close, and he buries his face in your hair, breathing you in like he’s trying to memorize your scent. You let him, fingers combing gently through his hair, grounding him, holding him, loving him.

“And you’re beautiful,” he countered easily, his nose then brushing against yours, his eyes half-lidded and intent. “My Alice, the only one who’s ever made me forget the chaos. You’re my wonderland.”

His hand moved to cup the back of your neck, his thumb stroking the soft skin just beneath your ear. The world seemed to fade away, the distant sounds of the city drowned out by the rapid pounding of your heart.

Your heart ached at his words, the sincerity in his voice making your breath catch. Before you could respond, his lips found yours in a soft, lingering kiss. His hand slipped to your waist, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss, his lips moving against yours with a gentle, unhurried rhythm.

When he finally pulled back, his eyes searched yours, a rare vulnerability shining through. “You’ll stay with me, won’t you?” he murmured, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. “In this mad world?”

You smiled, leaning up to press another soft kiss to his lips. “Always, White Rabbit. Always.”

He exhaled a soft breath, his smile widening as he pressed his forehead against yours once more. “Good. Because I’m not letting you go, Alice. Not ever.”

Because that’s what you are to him. His Alice. The one thing that keeps him tethered to the light.