#vanta x reader

[duskvsdawn]

krisis brainrot is hard rn so sorry ^^;

9 for vanta, 22 for wilson and 24 for zali please !!

≫ A/N: Hyello! Wow, 3 of them?! I will try my best :D They aren't super long, but I hope you like them regardless.

CW: reader is also a hero, smut in all but Zali's but there is a hint of it at the end, alcohol consumption (duh) in Vanta's fic, Vanta gets a blowjob in a bathroom stall, mention of masturbation and fantasies (Wilson), Dom!reader and sub!Wilson, reader dry humps Wilson, and he cums because of it, Slightly yandere Zali, Zali comforts you after your boyfriend cheated on you, Zali uses your broken heart as an opportunity to make a move on you now that you're vulnerable

Art credits.

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My favourite hero

Prompt 9: Drunken confessions

Vanta and you had been best friends for years. You often helped him out with his hero duties whenever you could, if you weren't busy with your own. The two of you would often go to your favourite bar after your hero duties to relax and unwind a bit, just like you were doing tonight.

You were originally planning on having just one drink, but one drink turned into many more. Now, both of you were pretty drunk, and you were having a laugh, talking about the recent adventures you'd been on and all the hilarious stuff that happened during said adventures.

Then, an awkward silence. You looked into the hero's eyes, and the feelings you had been having for Vanta all this time were bubbling up more and more with each drink you knocked back. You subconsciously twirled some hair around your finger as you drowned in his eyes. Vanta looked at you questioningly, slightly tilting his head.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked you. You collected all your courage, and then you blurted out, "You know... You're just perfect. You're handsome, so funny and so kind... You're strong, and you're always there for me. And... I just really love you." You hid your face in your hands after this confession as you were blushing 50 shades of red. Vanta was kind of taken aback, but he was so happy you had finally confessed to him since he had been feeling the same for quite some time. "You know... I, uh... I really love you too..." The hero admitted sheepishly, his usual bravado now gone, now that his love interest was being so honest with him.

You leaned forward to carefully wrap your arms around the hero, pulling him closer. You looked into his eyes, then to his lips, and back to his eyes again. You wanted to kiss him so badly... Should you do it? Would he even like it? But you didn't have time to worry about it anymore since Vanta leaned forward to gently press his lips onto yours. You entangled your hands in his hair, and you bit at his bottom lip softly, asking him for entrance. Vanta opened up for you, and you wasted no time slipping your tongue into his mouth. He let out a groan of approval mixed with need when your tongue brushed against his, and he could feel himself getting harder with every minute you spent kissing each other.

After a little bit, you broke the kiss, and your mouth moved to his ear to whisper something in it. "Come with me... I need to taste you now," you said, and when you leaned back to take hold of his hands, Vanta looked at you questioningly. You got up and pulled the hero along with you, leading him towards the bathrooms. By now, Vanta was picking up on what your intentions were, and it only made him that much hornier. When you had entered the stall and locked the door, you wasted no time getting on your knees and kneading his hard-on through his pants.

"Fuck... I need you so bad." You whispered as your hand unzipped his pants to take his cock out of them. You gave the hero a few experimental strokes, but you were impatient and took him into your mouth soon after, moving your head back and forth. Vanta let out a low moan when he felt your mouth around his dick, entangling his hand into your hair as the other was trying to take hold of the wall of the stall behind him for some kind of leverage, which he knew was silly because obviously you can't take hold of a wall at all. But the pleasure you were delivering to him felt so overwhelming that he had no idea what to do with his hands at all.

You took him deeper, trying your best to relax your gag reflex, managing to do so after some time and pretty much choking on his cock. It tasted so delicious and musky, and he was so big, but you were so desperate to have all of it down your throat. As you kept sucking, Vanta noticed that the alcohol was really influencing his stamina. He was getting close already, and he couldn't wait to shoot his load down your throat. Both his hands were in your hair now, and he moved your head, basically using you like a living fleshlight. Vanta's moans grew louder, not really caring if anyone could hear the obscene things you two were doing in the stall. With a moan of your name, he released into your mouth, and you happily swallowed all of it.

You got up to eye level with him again, tucking him back into his pants while he was still busy catching his breath. "Fuck... You have no idea how long I've been dreaming about doing things like these with you..." the hero said, very slurred due to the alcohol and the afterglow taking him over. "Good," you said as you got on your tippy toes to kiss his lips, "you have no idea about how badly I've wanted to suck your dick all this time."

The two of you walked out of the stall, walking right past a few people who had been listening to the things you had been doing.

Prompt 22: I hate you, but I love you

Wilson absolutely despised you. You have been his rival for a little while now, also doing your own hero duties. Lately, you had been at the scene first, and you cleaned up even faster than he could. Every time you left, you would either smirk at him or throw him a wink, and it left him absolutely furious and gawking, astounded.

What made him even more furious was that you were incredibly attractive. That bodysuit matched the colour of your eyes and hugged your curves so deliciously. He hated the fact that when he came home those nights, he would sometimes jerk off to you, because he couldn't deny how hot you were, and he really wanted to see you fall apart on his mouth after he had ripped that suit off of you.

Another night where Wilson was called in for hero duties, but he raced over there so fast that he actually arrived before you this time. He quickly got busy with slaying the monster, and soon enough, you arrived as well, and you got a few hits in too. He knew you were jealous that Wilson got there before you, and you were doing everything you could to steal the spotlight from him. And you succeeded. With a well-aimed hit of your immense sword, you had slain the monster, which then proceeded to fall backwards with a loud groan.

You threw your rival another smirk and said, "You know, you've really lost your touch, buddy. You aren't quite as quick and strong as you used to be. Are you distracted by me, by any chance?" Wilson scoffed, offended that you could ever even think you were the reason he was so distracted, knowing full well it was true. Even though he hated losing to you, seeing you put all your skills on display always gave him a raging boner, which would clearly be hard to hide in that skintight suit of his, so he just hoped you had never noticed.

"You're such a cocky bitch. How could you possibly even think you're the reason I'm distracted?" Wilson said as he puffed his cheeks. 'Adorable,' you thought, and with a few massive jumps with those boots of yours that made you really mobile, you landed in front of him. You threw him another smirk as you pushed him onto his back on the rooftop, and you moved to sit down on his crotch.

"Is that so? Then why do you have such a massive hard-on every time we come across each other?" you said as you started rubbing your core against his dick. Wilson did his best to hold back those noises that you really wanted to hear, and his brain was not really sure if he wanted to push you off of him or grip your hips and move you against his cock with more force. But he didn't have to do much thinking about it. As if you read his mind, you took hold of his hands and placed them on your hips as you ground into him harder. Wilson was really struggling to hold back those delicious moans now, and you wanted to hear them.

With a frustrated growl, you leaned forward and bit at the hero's neck, and then you proceeded to suck a hickey right beneath his ear, and finally you heard him moan. It gave you more motivation to keep going, and you shoved your tongue into his mouth, swallowing his moans. Wilson hated that he enjoyed losing control over you. He felt so sensitive due to all the built-up sexual tension between the two of you, and he could feel himself getting close. You noticed, and with another one of those infuriatingly attractive smirks of yours, you put even more pressure onto his dick as you could feel his hips starting to stutter as the grip on your hips tightened.

"Ahw, just look at you. I'm barely doing anything, and you're so close to cumming already. You must have really wanted this. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" you said with such a sickeningly sweet voice that was so teasing that it only turned the hero on more and more. A pathetic whimper left his lips as he could feel that coil in his stomach tightening. "Go ahead then, cum," you demanded as you bit his earlobe while you kept moving your hips back and forth. With a shaky exhale of breath and a loud moan, Wilson came. You got off the hero and grabbed his hand to pull him up. With weak knees, Wilson let you pull him up as he was still trying to catch his breath.

"We're not done here, buddy. You're coming home with me. I have wanted you ever since I first laid eyes on you. And now I'm going to do whatever I want to you. Because I know you want me just as bad," you said as you scooped Wilson into your arms. And with those cool bouncy boots of yours, you made your way to your home, hero in your arms.

Prompt 24: I can mend your broken heart

You had rushed over to your best friend's house, trying your best to stay composed. Zali was holding you close, shushing you and moving your hair out of your face. Tears were streaming down your face as you told him in between sobs that it turns out that your boyfriend had cheated on you with multiple women. Zali was furious, absolutely livid. If only you knew how badly he wanted to wipe him out and dispose of the body in a place no one would ever find him. He had no idea what you saw in him anyway. He never treated you right to begin with. Zali had been trying to be as good of a friend as he could be all this time, in hopes of maybe, eventually, winning you over. But no, that never happened. You had stayed with that absolute dick, and he had to wipe your tears from your face time and time again. He was so fed up with seeing you being continuously hurt by him that he had to do something about it.

"Reader, I told you so... I knew something wasn't right with him. I hate to tell you this, but I warned you about the massive red flags all this time." Zali tells you as he wipes away another stream of tears rolling down your face. "I know... I know... I was just... Blind, I suppose. I should have listened to you. You saw this coming from a mile away," you hiccupped as you dug your face into his neck. You always felt so safe and protected in his arms, even if you were a hero yourself and perfectly capable of defending yourself physically. But mentally, not so much. Zali was much more capable of keeping you sane than you've ever been, and you had always appreciated him for it.

"Mon amour, look at me," Zali said as he gently forced your face up so he could look into your eyes, "You deserve so much better. You deserve the entire world. And I would give it to you if I could. I would give you anything you could ever want. All you'd have to do is ask," he admitted, immediately feeling bad about the fact that he was swooping in now that you were in such a vulnerable state, but it was true. You did deserve better. He would be a much better lover than anyone else could ever be, at least much better than the guy you just broke up with. You were slightly confused, rightfully so, that he was hitting on you so bluntly after you had only just separated from your ex. But you knew he was right, even if you hated to admit it. You kinda felt bad that you had friend-zoned him all this time when he has been treating you like the most precious treasure in the entire world. Speaking of treasure...

"Mon trésor, I apologise for this, but... I... I just have to do this." Zali whispered as his face got closer to yours. You could feel his warm breath fanning your face, and his golden eyes softened as a small blush spread across his cheeks. Zali could not hold himself back any longer, and he gently pressed his lips onto yours. You jumped, shocked that he would ever do this. Have you really been this dense all this time? Have you really not noticed how much he had loved you the entire time you were with your boyfriend? Zali noticed you weren't kissing him back, way too many thoughts running through your head, and he pulled back.

"Je suis désolé... I... I'm so sorry, I should never have done that," the hero said as he turned around, covering his face with his hands. He was so embarrassed that he just did that! Did he really do that?! You probably hated him forever now, and your friendship was over for sure. But instead, you did something he didn't expect. You put your hands on his shoulders and gently turned him around. You could see tears beginning to form in those beautiful golden eyes of his, and you were starting to feel bad. You took a deep breath and said, "All this time... You really loved me that much? Why did you never tell me? Were you just trying to be a good friend instead? I mean, I do appreciate that, but I really should have listened to you. You have treated me so well all this time, and I should have appreciated it more," you said, your voice barely above a whisper as you put your face into his neck, smelling his signature musky scent that always made you feel at home. "I should have noticed. I'm sorry. I don't deserve you at all, but..."

You were stuck on your words for a little bit. You had no idea what to say next. You weren't sure if you loved him or not. Your mind was still running a million miles a minute, thinking about your ex. You couldn't just forget him that easily, and Zali knew that. But maybe you did love him; you weren't sure. You had definitely always had a soft spot for the man. Every time he would comfort you after yet another fight with your boyfriend, it kind of made your heart flutter and your cheeks warm. He had given you love, all this time, way more than your ex ever had. You weren't sure if you should be doing this, but it felt like something you had to do.

You wrapped your arms around Zali and got on your tippy toes to kiss the hero. Now Zali was the one who was surprised, but he was quick to embrace you back and move his lips against yours. You opened your mouth for him, and you let out a soft whimper as his tongue danced with yours. It felt so wrong, yet so right. And right now, it felt more right than anything.

You broke the kiss. "How long have I left you alone here? Have you really wanted to do this all this time?" you whispered as you softly pushed your forehead against his. "Far too long, mon amour... I have been dreaming about this moment for months..." the hero replied, leaving a kiss on your nose. "Please, stay with me tonight. I want to give you all the love I have to give. All the love you have missed out on all this time." Zali said as he gently pushed you onto his bed and lay down next to you. His lips were on yours instantly again.

And he did give you all the love he had to give that night. You felt at home in his arms when you were basking in a delicious afterglow, and you realised just how much more you really did deserve.

[miss-vanta-likes-to-write]

Call me crazy but John "Money Bags" Price's ideal woman has him scared shitless when he's home. He's very much a "My wife, my wife, my wife" guy

Door salesman shows up?

"I don't know, let me ask my wife."

At the doctors and they ask if he's noticed anything new?

"Hm I have but let me ask my wife to be sure."

He wants a new car?

"I like this model...but let me ask my wife her opinion first."

The guys want to hang out later than normal? (And he doesn't want to?)

"Hm my wife said I can't. Sorry guys."

Military ball?

"My wife hasn't decided what I'm wearing yet. Yeah I know its military dress code for us, but like she hasn't approved of my accessories or even if the tie will match her dress, let alone the hair cut so IDK"

It's his wife's world and he likes being her accessory.

[wannaghostbts]

Please get him out of there!!! TT

[hunluan-writes]

ALRIGHT I JUST WATCHED THE KRISISIS HARDCORE MINECRAFT STREAM AND

homie nap but it’s not really a homie nap and they just fuck the reader instead <3 no way they can put their beds together like that and expect me to be normal about it

Author's note: the first time I fucking saw the three beds together I was like "ah yes one big bed very normal" and then I get this and I'm like 😨😨 WHY HAVENT I THOUGHT OF THAT- I've never written something like this before so expect me to just suck- It turned out a lot shorter than expected and I apologize 🙏 Summary: what was supposed to be homie nap turned not into a homie nap 😰 will you survive I dont even know fam Contains: FILTH... SMUT... THREE BIG GUYS! THEY GRAB ON MY THIGHS-

Listen, you weren't purposely trying to seduce them. Four damn beds pushed together in one room, squished between Zali and Vanta. These men were big (not that way, but you definitely found out) and took up so much space, you wriggled around a lot.

Then you decided to make a "joke". "Hey, what if we just fucked in this bed instead? I'm not even tired because you big dicks are taking up most of it and its impossible to sleep now," you joke.

Wilson sits up to stare at you. Vanta and Zali prop themselves up on their elbows and there was some sort of silent communication that you didn't hear.

Now, you're on your back, tears streaming down your face as Vanta bullies his way into you, walls stretching to accommodate his large girth. Your legs over his shoulders and hitting that spot just right as Wilson plays with your clit, shushing you and murmuring praises in your ear. Zali is literally french kissing your tits right now, leaving red and purple marks and popping your nipples in his mouth. His tongue swirls around the sensitive bud, and all this pleasure you are feeling makes you see stars.

"Doing so well for us," Zali mumbles, kissing your jaw as you whimper.

"Shit, you feel so good," Vanta growls, hips stuttering as you both near your climax. Your moans get louder and both the healer and hitmen get harder by the second.

"Vanta Vanta," Wilson quickly says, tapping the soldier's shoulder.

Vanta slows his pace and you whine, so close to your climax only to be taken away from you just like that. "What is it?"

"Pull out for a second."

"Wha-"

"I wanna do something, okay?"

They stare at each other for a moment. Ah, another meeting you weren't invited to. Vanta smirks, dragging his cock out slowly and you feel empty. He moves to the side and watches Wilson go straight in between your thighs, eyes twinkling with excitement.

"W-Wilson, what are yo-" a moan cuts you off as Wilson begins eating you out like there was no tomorrow.

"Mm, perfect," Zali purrs, kissing your lips and swallowing your moans. "Doing such a good job, yes you are."

Wilson moans into your pussy, vibrations sending sparks up your spine as you shove his face deeper into you. His tongue laps greedily at your clit, collecting your juices and prodding at your sopping hole. You were close to climaxing, you could feel it coil and twist in your stomach.

"W-Wilson fuck, mm!"

"Looks like Wilson can eat pussy pretty good, huh? what a surprise," Vanta teases from side, pumping his cock up and down at the sight.

"Shut up Vanta," Wilson groans.

"Make her cum," Zali says with a innocent smile. "I want to overstimulated her, just a bit."

"Despicable." Zali laughs at the comment.

Your vision was going blurry and your mind could barely put together a coherent sentence. "W-wha?"

Zali presses a kiss to your forehead. "Don't worry, mon amour, I'm going to make you feel really good."

You clamp around Wilson's tongue and cum hard, your whole body shaking from the orgasm. Wilson sits up, panting, with all sorts of fluid all over his face. Was it sweat? Drool? Cum? Who knows. But you definitely noticed a white stain on his pants.

Zali instantly flips you over on your fours, hand pressing against your abdomen. "Look at this magnificent work of art..." he mumbles and it makes your cheeks flame. He slides his cock between your folds, collecting your wetness before gently making his way into you.

Full again, but overstimulated as shit, you whine loudly, trying to get away. But Zali's hands hold you against him, rocking into your body that made you moan. Vanta sits right in front of you, a devilish smirk on his lips.

"Since Wilson already came and Zali is in the process of it, why don't you suck me off while your at it?"

With a drawn-out moan, you lean down and kitten lick his tip, too impatient to lick every single part, you put his cock in your mouth. He groans at the sensation, bucking up a bit and making even more tears flood your eyes. Not only are you getting it from the back, but the front as well. Vanta face-fucks you, grunting and saying how fucking great your mouth feels.

Zali's shaky breaths tickle your ears as you clamp around his cock. You felt like heaven to him and he wanted you to feel the same. he quickens his pace, skin slapping skin and you moan around Vanta's dick. Wilson's hand went back in between your thighs, the overstimulation too much as you whimper loudly.

"Just a little longer, sweetheart," Wilson mumbles. And just as he says that, Zali unloads himself in you, hair framing his face as he panted.

However, you were still sucking Vanta's girth, his fingers tangled in your hair as you bob up and down. Vanta chuckles at the sight, admiring your pretty face going down on him like that. It gets him close to the edge, and he finally releases, a salty taste in your mouth. You swallow before he says anything, which makes him smile from ear-to-ear.

"Hey Wilson, you haven't gotten to be inside her yet, right?"

The hitman shakes his head.

"Wanna turn?"

You are definitely not going to be able to walk on your own for a while.

[lostintransist]

TIS WEDNESDAY! HAVE A WIP!

“How was leave?”

Simon regretted the words passage from his mouth as Johnny looked at him with a quirked brow.

“Leave? Good. Popped down to see my sister and then ended up making a new friend,” he let out a mumbled curse as a shark tried to take a swipe at him.

“Did you sleep with your new friend? You seem…calmer than I’ve ever seen you.”

“No, I didn’t sleep with her.” Johnny’s tone is annoyed as he pulls his phone from his pocket, glancing at the bright screen before setting it aside. “Emery’s her name, by the way.”

“Did you want to?”

May the thrice-damned gods that never answer strike him down before more questions leak from his pores! Simon couldn’t seem to help himself. Picking at this topic changed the pressure sitting on his chest.

Rolling his eyes Johnny glanced at his lieutenant. The man’s brows pinched together so hard Johnny worried that he might lose blood flow to his brain.

“Not that it’s anyone’s business L.T. but I’m not a one-night-stand kind of guy. I can’t get it up unless I know you well enough to care. Emery surprised me. You ever meet someone and just click?” He kept his eyes on the game, no use dying because someone wanted to let the air out of his good mood. “I ran into her at the cafe my sister works at. Managed to soak her in her own coffee while I was at it. You know how Jeanette can be, one hard stare she learned from our mum and I was carrying Emery down the road to wash her clothes while she wore some of my spares from the car. We talked for the hour-plus it took to get her things cleaned.

She got me with a joke I will be using on you some time for the greatest comedic effect. Once Emery was dressed in her own clothes again she invited me to join her for lunch and a pop ‘round the bookstores. We’ve been texting since and I have a feeling if she can handle the random breaks in conversation when I’m on jobs she will end up being one of my best friends.”

The urge to vomit, to violently eject his organs from his body, sat firmly in the pressure near the hinge of Simon’s jaw.

“You’re getting eaten L.T.,” Johnny helpfully pointed with his chin to the screen where Simon was indeed, being eaten by a shark.

[myhedcanonicfables]

Confessing Gamzee, Karkat and Eridan

please, i wait your requests!

Gamzee:

He worries less than many people. At least because his religion helps him.

«HeY i hAvE oNe IsSuE»

If you refuse him, Gamzee will be upset, of course, but he will not sad you for long.

Probably, it's just nice for him to admire the good features of a person and be his friend.

And if you agree, he will eventually take on subconscious responsibility. He may be a relaxed person, but he gives priority values to close people.

Karkat :

He is definitely heistates. «SURELY. IT WOULD BE A SHAME! IS IT WORTH IT?»

Karkat also definitely does not like himself and expects this from the reader, even if he has always been treated well.

But okay. In the end, for him will be easier to move on. Therefore, it is solved after not too long.

If you refuse him, then this is what he was preparing for. Therefore, with prepared sadness, he continues to strive for common friendship. But also, he can refuse future friendship too.

But how surprised and happily Karkat will become if you agree.

Now you are a couple, so it's time to experience his accumulated experience gained in movies.

Eridan:

If we are talking about a human, then he will need to step over his pride even more and for longer than with a lowblood troll.

He is unlikely to idealize his love in ordinary circumstances. But he understands his feelings quickly enough

Eridan hesitates a lot in front of whoever it is in this deal. He's afraid of shame.

And he'll get angry if you refuse. Of course, he will be very upset, and he will certainly be much more detached.

But maybe he won't show much joy if you agree, he still will treat you much better. Very.. protectively.

But whoever you are in the troll hierarchy, Eridan will be proud of his partner.

[zmbienep]

GIVE ME MORE GAMZEE X READER FANFICS FEED ME FEED ME

[duskvsdawn]

HIHIHI HOPE YOU DONT MIND MY REQUEST BUT PICTURE THIS

Wilson and Vanta and Claude go to the clerb (similar to bunny garden) and meet reader dressed in a bunny suit and they go insane nsfw plsss

≫ A/N: Hello darling! Whoo boy, lemme see what I can cook up for you! Fair warning, this might be slightly OOC because I just wanted to indulge both of us hehehe. It kind of became a club/bar/brothel combination location where the girls not only serve drinks but also offer company to the guys (and girls, and anything in between, of course!) visiting there because I thought it sounded interesting. I would totally love to run a place like this for myself, so this was kind of my dreams taking hold of this fic, I hope that's okay! I really enjoyed writing this, it was a lot of fun! It took a little bit more time than I usually need, but I wanted to make sure it turned into something we're hopefully both happy with, and I am personally happy with the result! ❤

CW: female reader, smut, reader is in a bunny suit, alcohol conspumption (all 3 stories), Vanta is angry, Claude is horny, Wilson is depressed, reader comforts Vanta and Wilson, Wilson gets taken to the back rooms so he can have some love after a heartbeak, Claude has a wet dream about reader, Claude goes back to reader's place and they fuck, Vanta gets a bit aggressive when fucking reader and marks her, massive warning for this: reader lets Vanta choke her and she gets close to passing out.

Art credits Claude. ❤ Art credits Wilson. ❤ Art Credits Vanta.

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What A Cute Bunny

Wilson

Wilson was not feeling okay today. He had just completed his hero duties that were super tough on him today, And on top of that his girlfriend turned out to be cheating on him, so he broke up with her, crying more than he ever had before. The hero was walking around town, and then happened upon this place that Vanta had told him about since he came there regularly. He decided to enter the building and see what what all the fuss was about.

When he entered he was greeted by all these girls in bunny suits, both waitresses and bartenders. It looked like a cozy place, and he felt comfortable there. Smooth jazz was playing over the speakers, and the girls all seemed very kind. He sat down at the bar, and his bartender for the night was you.

"Hello, darling, what can I get started for you?" you asked the hero. He ordered the tallest, strongest drink you had to offer. With a sigh, he started sipping his drink, as he occasionally kept glancing your way. You were absolutely stunning, and the entire time, you treated him kindly. He hated to admit it, but this felt so nice after the heartache he went through. Part of him felt bad to be interested in another girl so quickly after what happened, but he just felt so... Safe around you.

"What's the matter, honey? Do you want to talk about it?" you asked as you placed a hand on his and gave him a comforting smile. He started talking about all the things that were bothering him with tears in his eyes. You listened to him and reassured him, that was part of your job after all. After he had talked about it, he did feel a little bit better. You walked around the bar to give him a hug. As you hugged him, a blush appeared on his face. You smelled nice, and the hug felt so warm.

"You have been going through so much. And you look incredibly lonely. I can help you out, make you feel better, if you want," you said as you took his hands in yours. He nodded and let you lead him into a room out back. When he got into the room, he realised what exactly you meant by 'helping him'. It was a cosy-looking room, and if he didn't know better, he'd say he was in a brothel right now.

"Is this something the girls here do more often?" he asked curiously. "Yeah, pretty much," you answered, "if we feel like someone really needs it. We are here to offer company, after all." You continued, and the hero nodded. You gently pushed him onto the couch and sat on his lap. You kissed him as you entangled your hands in his hair. Wilson moaned into your mouth as he wrapped his arms around you. You broke the kiss to kiss his jawline and his collarbone, and you scooted back a little bit. Your hand landed on his belt, and you looked at him questioningly and the hero nodded in response. You undid his belt, and pulled down his pants and boxers a little bit so his dick could spring free. You moved the crotch part of the suit to the side so you could sink down on his cock. Wilson moaned loudly, and his arms wrapped around you once more. You started bouncing on his dick as you let your arms rest on his shoulders. Wilson whimpered, and you thought that was absolutely adorable. He looked like he really needed this, so you were happy to provide for him. You had done this a lot before, so your legs were able to do this no problem, but Wilson still wanted to help you, so he placed his hands on your hips so he could help you bounce up and down.

Wilson felt so needy, and this felt so nice to him, that his orgasm approached him sooner than he would have wanted to. He told you he was getting close, so you started putting in a little bit more effort. You bounced with even more effort, and you gave him a French kiss that made him go dizzy. Maybe it was the alcohol, or his approaching orgasm, but it was probably both. "I'm gonna cum... fuck..." Wilson moaned as a warning for you to get off of him, so that's what you did. You quickly replaced your cunt with your hand so you could get him there. With a whimper, he released all over your hand and his own stomach.

You kept sitting on his lap as he held you, and he cried into your shoulder. It was all too much to him; he was so overwhelmed. You were honestly starting to like him. He was adorable, handsome, and he seemed like an awesome guy. You gave him your number so he could call you anytime he felt like he needed some company, and you told him that this room would always be available to him if he wanted it. He whispered a 'thank you' and asked you if it was ok if he came back tomorrow. With a smile that made butterflies appear in his stomach, you replied with an "Of course, anytime, darling."

Claude

Claude had taken a nap before he decided to go out, and he had an interesting dream. It was a wet dream, featuring you, the bunny girl working at the club he regularly went to. He was head over heels for you, and Kunai and Victoria had teased him a lot about this. He took a cold shower to hopefully calm down the hormones a little bit, wore the best cologne he had and got dressed to go out.

He entered the club and was immediately greeted by you, his favourite bunny working there. "Hello, sweetheart, I was expecting you!" you said with a wink as you handed him his usual drink. Then the two of you started talking about how your day had been and what you had been up to. He admitted to you that he dreamed about you before he headed here with a blush on his cheeks, that spread to his neck the more he thought about it. He didn't tell you the details, though, he didn't want to creep you out. You giggled and asked him what exactly he was dreaming about as you leaned over the bar, since you were really interested in whatever he had to tell you. You had liked him ever since he first set foot in this place, and you had some spicy dreams about him yourself lately. The two of you wanted each other so badly, but neither of you knew for sure if the other liked them. But Claude decided to take his chances for the night. Like a stuttering mess, he told you about the dream he had, this time including the lewd details. You listened to him with wide eyes, and Claude was afraid he had fucked it all up forever. But relief washed over him as you admitted to him that you had these kinds of dreams lately as well. Finally, both of you had a confirmation about something you had been wondering for a while.

He wanted you so badly, but like the gentleman he was, he said he would wait until your shift was done so he could "walk you home" *wink wink* So you served him some more drinks, but he didn't want to be too drunk, no, he wanted to make sure he would remember this night. Technically, the girls weren't allowed to drink on the job, but your boss never made a big fuss about it if any of you did. So you did take a few shots to get the courage for whatever was going to happen after your shift was over. When you weren't busy serving other customers, you would spend some more time with him. You already shared some heated French kisses, and you sat on his lap for a little bit while your hands played with his beautiful opal and lilac colored hair. Being company was a part of the job of the girls working there, but this wasn't your job brain making you do this; this was your feelings for him taking over.

After your shift had ended, the two of you walked over to your place as you held hands. When you arrived at your place, you pushed him against the door as you kissed him, and your hands wandered around his body. You needed him so badly, so your hand eventually ended at his crotch. "How about we take this to the bedroom?" you whispered in his red glowing ear, and he responded with an eager nod. You took his hand in yours and you led him to the bedroom of your apartment, and you pushed him onto your bed after you took off your "work uniform".

"God, you look so beautiful..." the cleric whimpered after you came to sit down on his lap. It did feel a little bit unfair, though, you were completely naked, while he was still fully clothed. You asked him if he was ok with undressing, and with a nod, he started to take off his clothes. After he was done undressing, you lay down next to him and took hold of him. During another heated make-out session, you held him close enough so he landed on top of you when you rolled over. You were the one blushing this time, as you felt his dick so close to the place you wanted him most, and god, he wanted to get inside of you so bad.

"Please, I need you right now," Claude whispered, and you wrapped your legs around him. You gave him the nod, and he slowly entered you. "God, why must you be so big?" you asked as you felt him stretching you out, and the cleric hated how much that statement turned him on even more. He gave you some time to adjust, and after you gave him the okay, he started moving his hips. It felt so good to finally have him inside of you, after wanting it for so long, and Claude felt the same way. He moaned, whined and whimpered a lot, and it made you feel so sexy, so desired. You clawed at his back as you moaned into his neck, angling your hips to meet his with every move. Both of you were vocal the entire time, and telling each other how much you love the other. You could tell he was getting close with his movements becoming more erratic, and he could tell you were so close to spilling over as well. He angled his hips differently, so his dick was rubbing against your clit with every move of his hips. With a scream, you came, as your tongue lolled out and drool left the corner of your mouth. As he helped you through your orgasm, you begged him to cum inside, and he was happy to oblidge. With a few more thrusts, he released inside of you as he let out one of the most erotic moans you've ever heard a guy make. He ever so elegantly collapsed on top of you, as both of you tried to steady your heartbeat and breathing. You were satisfied, but not entirely, and apparently he wasn't either because he stayed hard inside of you. So both of you kept going at it until you saw the sun peeking through the curtains.

Vanta

Vanta was sitting in a booth in a corner at the bar, far away from others. He didn't want to see other people at all, because he was furious, but he really craved seeing you. He knew this specific booth was your designated serving location, so he always sat here. He had a massive crush on you, and he came here a lot, and only you could cheer him up. You brought him his drink and then sat down next to him.

"Hello, sweetheart, why the long face?" you asked as you leaned your head onto his shoulder and put your hand on his thigh. With balled fists, he told you that the missions lately had been really hard on him. He saw a lot of people lose their lives, and he was angry at himself that he wasn't able to save them, and not even Zali was able to help them. He wasn't mad at his friend; he knew he tried his best, and the logic part of his brain knew that sometimes you do all you can, but it will never feel like enough. But even if he knew all these things, it would not remove the feeling of massive disappointment in himself. You listened to him intently, and your hand moved over to his, gently unballing his fist so it would be more relaxed. He looked at you as you did that, and you saw the expressions on his face soften. You were exactly what he wanted right now, and you delivered, because you could always tell what he needed the most in that very moment. You made him an offer he couldn't refuse:

"Take it all out on me, I don't mind. How about we go to the back so we can take care of this, what do you say?" you said as a blush crept onto your cheeks. You knew he was strong and he could snap your back easily if he wanted to, but you knew he wouldn't because you knew he loved you, and you loved him. You've had a crush on him for a little while now, and it always made you happy every time you saw him. He nodded, and you took him to the "special rooms" the girls used for these very things. You locked the door behind you as Vanta went to sit down on the bed. You asked Vanta to undress, as you took off your own clothes. He quickly did so because he needed you, and he needed you now.

"Let me know when I do something you don't like," the tyrant said as he threw you on the bed and got on top of you. "I like it rough, darling, do whatever you want. If it hurts too much, I'll let you know, I promise," you said as you pulled him in for a hungry kiss, and Vanta wasted no time pushing into you. Without giving you time to adjust, he started snapping his hips into yours. He was still holding back, though, and you could tell. "More. Give me more. I can take it," you moaned into his ear as your nails dug into his back. You didn't have to tell him twice. His pace became even harder, deeper, faster. He kissed you in between growls and grunts. He needed this so fucking much. He couldn't believe his luck. You were letting him use you like a toy, and you actually loved it too. You were becoming a whimpering mess, but you knew he had even more frustration left in him. You took one of his hands and placed it on your neck. "Squeeze," you demanded, and he wasn't sure if he really should, but if you asked him like that, he couldn't deny you. His other hand also moved to your neck, and he squeezed, and the lack of air made you drool, your eyes rolled back, and you moaned even louder. When your hands fell from his back, he released his hands immediately, and you gasped for air. He was worried he almost lost you for good, but after a little bit, you demanded he choke you some more. You wanted him to let out all the anger he had on you, so you would let him. After he had choked you two more times, you were so close to reaching your limit. Seeing your eyes roll back and drool running out of the corner of your mouth made him impossibly more horny and he got so close as well. His hand reached down towards your clit and started rubbing it, and in a matter of seconds you fell apart. He wanted to pull out so he could cum on your stomach, but instead your legs locked around his hips, not letting him go anywhere. "Cum inside, please," you said while you were getting overstimulated as fuck, and with a few more thrusts, he released inside of you.

He fell down next to you, and tried to catch his breath. He hugged you close, and with a smile on his face, he said: "Thank you. Truly, thank you for everything. I feel much better now." he said, and you kissed his forehead. "You are welcome, darling. Feel free to use me any time you like."

[miss-vanta-likes-to-write]

Kyle "Pretty Boy" Garrick also has a breeding kink. But it doesn't manifest like Price's or Simon's or even that bar of Soap.

His breeding kink takes the form of Russian Roulette. A box of condoms, he tells you that he's poked holes in 25% of them and the plan b pills are all in a jar mixed with placebos.

(The reality is that all the condoms are primed to fail and all the pills are placebos, and he tracks your ovulation cycle like the freak that he is. He is giving you the illusion of choice and playing along.)

You're not getting pregnant unless he wants you pregnant and he already has the age gaps planned. 😌

[nightfang22]

Not me re-entering my Homestuck™️ era.Look forward to some new Homestuck content from me soon.😂

[abandonedafterimage]

I can feel my Homestuck interest coming back soooo

You guys should send me Strider requests, or just homestuck requests in general. the striders are my fave tho (yes, also Bro)

Its been a while so some of my homestuck knowledge has left my brain, so what some things are called have probably left my brain. but thats not gonna stop me.

[solluxwrites]

hey pal hehehehe what if… kankri vantas x reader …. fic or headcanons im not picky

preferably redrom coded because AHH),,,!!, ❤️ oh my stars

omg im so sorry i was meaning to do this earlier but i got bogged down in stuff!!! anyway yes 100%!!!! i might write a short lil fic since im in that kinda mood :D

KANKRI VANTAS x READER

It was a cold night. A very cold night. Kankri was seated on a sofa, his legs crossed. In his hands was a thick book. His neck leaned into it as he pored over every last word of it. You sat down next to him, arms wrapped around yourself. God, why did you have to run out of clean sweaters today??? You debated getting them from the washing machine, but they're probably not finished yet. Plus, you are positively exhausted. Kankri shuffles closer to you, and you lean on his side. He looks over at you, seeing your little shivers. "Oh, dear. Are you cold? You can certainly borrow one of my sweaters, provided the fabric doesn't provide any sort of sensory issues for you.". You nod. Kankri gets up off of the sofa, carefully so as not to disturb your position in the slightest, before opening the door to your room. You hear the opening and closing of drawers, and a lot of shuffling, before he returns with a bright red sweater, far too big for you, and far too big for him. "Is this nice? I can go and fetch another if the colour is too bright, or if the size intimidates you, or perhaps if-" you cut him off there, knowing he could think of a thousand reasons as to why you may not like it. "Trust me, it'll be fine." you say, your tone smooth and slightly playful. You reach your arms up, and he slips it over you. Almost immediately, the cold begins to dissipate, replaced by a feeling of warmth. The ends of the sleeves hang over your hands, pocketing them in the gentle heat of the wool. You lean against Kankri some more as he sits back down next to your, your head on his shoulder. In between page flips, he slowly strokes your hair, humming a gentle tune to himself. His humming slows to a halt as his book clatters to the floor. He's fallen asleep again, as usual. He flops down, but you catch him, and gently set him down across your legs. Slowly, you begin to fall asleep as well, your arms around him tight, and your breathing synced. <3

[myhedcanonicfables]

Tavros, Gamzee, Karkat x injured! reader

Tavros :

«hHEY YOU'RE NOT OKAY, AREN'T YOU?» Tavros just looks down at you, examining your condition if, for example, you fell or something.

This guy is really worried about the situation. He tries his best to help, with his inept support or first aid.

Even if it is something very insignificant, he wants to show politeness, show his kindness. If he could make a good impression on you, he would be able to raise his self-esteem and your's friendship.

Tavros will probably chatter about how it's nothing and such injuries (in comparison) can dont sooo hurting or take soo long, in the way like comforting....

He will talk you about his experience with wounds and bruises

Gamzee :

«WhOa! MaMmA, iT's HuRt?» He takes you by the hand, lifts you up and helps you shake off or serves as a support if necessary.

He's more likely just to make sure everything is fine cuz there are still cases when a friend needs to help. So i mean he's just not exaggerating the tragedy.

But if it's really something scary, then he will certainly sympathetically help, although with his carelessness and ineptitude he may not do things perfectly.

In fact, he doesn't really care about it as a result, as long as you're okay.

Karkat :

« HEY! BE CAREFUL!» Like the Gamzee, he lifts you up and serves as a support.

Swears if it's something serious. «YOU'RE GOING TO DIE AT THIS RATE». But if it's nothing and you complain to him too often, he also swears that you're a crybaby

After that, Karkat can laugh at you or vice versa in risk place he hold your hand for safety, occasionally reminding you of your lack of care.

[number1otisdriftwoodkin]

WRITING REQUESTS OPEN!!

I will write

- nsfw/sfw i dont really care either way

- character x reader (m or f, any poly variation)

- character x character (any poly variation)

- oneshots

- headcannons

- blurbs

- maybe multi parts? If anyone would even want that

Percy jackson

-percy jackson

-will solace

-nico di angelo

-leo valdez

-jason grace

Homestuck

-karkat vantas

-gamzee makara

-sollux captor

-eridan ampora

-vriska serket

-nepeta leijon

-equius zahhak

-dave strider

-rose lalonde

-dirk strider

-roxy lalonde

-kurkoz makara

-mitua captor

-cronus ampora

Slashers

-otis b driftwood

-baby firefly

-captain spaulding

-bubba sawyer

-nubbins sawyer

-drayton sawyer

-johnny slaughter

Jhonen vasquez works

-dib membrane (sfw only)

-gaz membrane (sfw only)

-zim (i guess nsfw cuz hes technically an adult but like if u request that ur a weird mf)

-johnny c

-jimmy

-edgar vargas

tysm for reading, pls request something i miss writing fanfiction lol

Edit; i have now implemented organizational tags!! You can find useless bullshit under #otisyaps, and writing under #otisfanfic

[kawaiiwritingcomputer]

Hi guys ^^

Could i request Karkat x male reader comfort? Specifically where reader doesnt feel comfortable in their body/has body image issues?

If not it's okay :3

🪼- i gotchu, buddy! karkat loves you <3

Karkat Vantas X male! self-conscious! Reader // Headcannons

The two of you are often hanging out at his hive together, watching shitty movies, eating snacks and just chilling out.

But when you showed up looking really down, Karkat dropped his aggressive attitude and tried to show you some solace. "ARE YOU OKAY? YOU LOOK LIKE SHIT."

Okay, wow. You were used to him being an asshole but today of all days, that hurt more than it should. You came here hoping he'd help you with your insecurities, not make it worse. He saw the way you crumbled under his words, looking like you might cry and he frantically tried to fix it.

"FUCK, I'M SORRY. Y-YOU LOOK FINE, MAN, COME IN." He faltered, actually apologizing for the sake of not wanting to cause you any more harm than what had already been done.

You tried to just relax, and Karkat was being more hospitable than usual, not even bothering to rant about whatever romcom he'd put on. He'd gathered his fluffiest blankets all for you, and made you a nice nest to settle into. He offered you your favorite snacks, told you that you could pick out the movie, and kept trying to make up for his mistake, but his words were still hurting you even though he'd apologized.

You broke down after so long of trying to hold it in, and your emotions were affecting Karkat as well. He's not the best at comforting, but he sat at your side and gave you some shoosh papping and a hug until you were ready to talk about it.

Even though he was fully understanding of your reasoning for why you were feeling so bad, he still had a hard time conversating about it. He'd been feeling all of those same emotions you were, about his blood color and what others thought of him, and even his littly nubby horns you loved so much.

But, he couldn't think of any of your attributes the way you did. Everything you listed that was bothering you about yourself, those were all the things he loved about you.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN? NOT JUST WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE, BUT WHO YOU ARE IS PERFECT. IF YOU WERE A WORM, I'D STILL FEEL RED FOR YOU."

He has a kind of tough-love mindset, but he knows you cant just go from feeling like that to being confident, so he decides to replace each bad thing you say about yourself with something great he thinks of you <3

Karkat gives you extra smooches and lots of snuggles to make sure you know how loved you are, and if changing something about yourself will make you happy, he'll support that too!

[vanta-nev00]

finally some renlyx for a little treat.... drawing this only during classes took me like two weeks but it was soo worth it

i love them