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smallestapplin · 23 hours
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Okay so.
Lyney not having cat like features like Lynette is explained as hybrid genes are recessive, right? But that doesn't mean he wouldn't have any.
He may not have features but he could have abilities as such.
Light on his feet, always landing on said feet.
Purring.
He could purr and surprise you with it, and no one headcanoning this.
Except me. Hi, I will die on this hill.
Imagine he gets upset enough he lets out a crackly growl hiss.
He probably is very in control of these sounds, but I like the idea that once he gets comfortable enough they just slip out.
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smallestapplin · 3 days
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The shit I say and am allowed to get away with, fucking somehow.
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smallestapplin · 3 days
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[Chatting]
https://youtu.be/EnafDHBj8UY?si=c248RfIAs8njoBkA
Rika stans keep winning because she just arrived in horizons and now she's dropping in Pokemon Masters EX this month.
HER ENGLISH VOICE.
"I know I'm pretty but no need to get intimated or anything~"
LADY THE EFFECT YOU HAVE ON ALL OF US-
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I think I'm actually gonna join Yamcha there, move over I need to lay down and faint cause MA'AMMMMMMM
OH RIKA YOU SPOIL US😩😩😩😩😩😩
I'm going to do a pro gamer move and get the apron in cause she's a working woman who needs a housespouse and I'm down bad enough to provide-
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smallestapplin · 3 days
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So, update
I do not have a big brain and often trip myself up while thinking.
As a result a lot of what I write has been mostly because I'll be talking to people, and whatever we talk about triggers the brain cell to make an idea.
As a result I think I'll leave my asks and requests open permanently. Im sure it gets old seeing 'requests open! Requests closed! Requests open!-' every couple of months.
HOWEVER before you go for it!
Remember to please read my pinned post!
That and I cannot guarantee I will answer, as I am free to reject and delete what I'm not comfortable doing or know I can't give.
Please remember I write more than just pokemon now! ^^ and no more submas please-
I've been on a genshin and castlevania kick lol.
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smallestapplin · 4 days
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I want you.
Request : Richter coming home and being pampered by his beloved.
Yet another repost from my deleted side blog.
🔞18+only! MDNI🔞
Cw : fem bodied reader
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Richter was exhausted, his body aches and screams for rest, yet he continued to push forward, pushing through all the pain and soreness. He knows the sooner he gets home, the sooner he can see you again. He longs to be in your warmth, to just bask in your presence once more.
The thought of you keeps him going, thoughts of showering you with his love, the thoughts of waking up to you, to the thoughts of making breakfast for you keep him moving, and walking up to your shared home.
Despite the cuts and bruises, he’s all smiles when he opens the door.
“I’m home!” His voice booming with excitement into the cozy home.
The tiredness leaves his body for a moment, as he’s nothing but elated to see you! Nearly bouncing in place as he hears your feet pattering against the hardwood, rushing to him. You launch yourself at him, arms thrown around his neck and hugging him tightly.
Richter laughs, spinning you around, with his arms locked tightly around your waist. He buried his face into your neck, breathing in your scent, reminding him he was home.
“Richter, I missed you!”
Your voice is like a beautiful symphony ringing in his ears, oh how he’s been longing to hear you again.
You lean back, cupping his face and smothering him in your kisses. He can’t help the bright blush coating his cheeks, as he soaks up your affection. His quest took a lot out of him, but your love is the perfect destresser for him.
“I missed you so much, my love.”
His voice shaking, unable to handle all the kisses that have him melting against you. You rub your thumbs against his cheeks, taking in the tired sight of your husband.
He looks like a mess, his long brown hair looks tousled and knotted in some places, and his outfit has a few tears and some spots of blood, along with a few cuts and no doubt bruises under his attire.
“Dinner is almost done.” You hadn’t been expecting him home today, but you’re now so thankful you made a roast tonight.
It took a while to make, and you’re thankful for that now.
You grab his wrists, and tug him inside, shutting the door along the way as you sit him down at the tables and check on it. Richter sighs happily, the smell of a home-cooked meal, and just to be in your presence again is more than he could ever ask for.
“My sweet, I can make-“ he’s silenced the second you shove the dish in front of him.
“You just got home from fighting, heaven knows what, please just rest. I’ll go prepare a bath while you eat.”
You kiss his temple before running off, letting the man only hear you walk around, reading the tub for him. Richter almost wants to whimper when you leave his side, after the hell he endured, he never wants to leave your side again!
But he doesn’t object, knowing you’d find a way to keep him at the table. So he sighs, biting his tongue and enjoying your cooking, he can’t stop the groan that leaves him.
So good! He can’t wait to repay you for this, even if you are his spouse, he can’t let such a thing go without singing your praise. What kind of husband would he be? He must shower you with his love and affection. He is also more touch starved from the month he was gone than he cares to admit, a whole month without your smile, your laughter, your soft touches, your kisses, it was pure hell!
But it reminded him why he must continue to do what he does, to keep you safe from the monsters of the night, so he may come home to you over and over again.
Though he failed to realize just how hungry he was, even lost in thought as he was, he went through half the roast by the time you came back. Richter perks up instantly, smiling so wide at just the sight of you.
“Beloved, you’ve returned to me!” He jumps up from his seat rushing over to greet you once more.
And you let him, hugging him just as tightly as he hugs you. You practically sag against him, having missed him so much, just feeling the warmth of his body against you has you melting. He can’t stop the whimper that leaves him as you pull away from him. You laugh softly at his neediness, but can’t deny that you feel the same.
“Come on, I have the bath ready for you, and the longer you stay here the colder it's going to get.”
You take his hand and lead him to the bathroom, wanting to just pamper him for the night. The idea finally clicks into the large man’s mind, his hand lightly squeezing yours while a grin settles onto his face. He will never know how he got so lucky to have you in his life, but he is thankful every day he gets to call you ‘his’.
When entering the bathroom, he’s hit with the steam of the bath water, he can already tell that his muscles need it. He’s pulled from his thoughts by you removing your hand from his, and tugging at the hem of his shirt.
“This needs to come off.’
Richter gasps as you wrap a finger around his belt loop, and tug him to you. You look up at him with a small smile.
“This too.”
It’s hard not to feel so smug, seeing him blush like this, and seeing how quickly he grows bashful with you.
“Oh..right.” His face burns at the sound of your soft laughter, but he’s quick to strip.
Hoping his long hair is covering his face, lest you see what you do to him. Unfortunately for him, you already know, you can already see the effect you’re having on him as he takes off his clothes, and tosses them in the hamper. You eye him up and down, checking him for injuries.
Richter flinches at the sound of your gasp, he knows some places hurt, but he didn’t think it was that bad!
“Richter..”
He looks down, fiddling with his hands. His heart aches at the worry in your voice, he did his best during his mission, he swears it! He didn’t want you to worry over him. He tenses, feeling the tips of your fingers brush against some bruises and along a shallow cut to his back.
“I’m sorry! Did that hurt?” You glance up at him, concern was written all over your face.
He bites his tongue as he thinks, how can he tell you that it didn’t hurt, but felt too good? He’s gone so long without your touch, that everything you give him feels like it’s too much yet not enough.
“No, not at all, you could never hurt me, my love.” he grabs your hand gently, bringing it up to his lips, and kissing the back of it.
His eyes stay locked on yours, silently showing you the love he has for you. His display has your knees weak, and your heart fluttering. You adore him so much, but you have to shake your head free from your thoughts.
“Okay big guy, hop in then.” You pat the rim of the bathtub, gesturing to him to get in.
Luckily the water is still more than warm enough, it causes the monster hunter to sigh loudly as he sinks into it, letting the heat slowly melt away at the knots in his sore muscles. You chuckle, watching him tilt his head back with a soft ‘thunk!’ But he doesn't even flinch, just slowly sinking deeper into the water.
You’re glad he relaxes so easily, it makes helping him easier. He makes a noise of confusion at the sound of water filling something, until you appear above him, cup in hand, and pouring the water carefully on his head, making sure to avoid getting anything in his eyes.
“Beloved, you don't have to do this, you already do so much for me.”
“I know, but I want to.” You make sure his hair is soaked before slowly working your fingers through it, gently taking out any tangles you come across.
“I want to spoil my husband, is that too much to ask?” You say light-heartedly, smiling at him, as he sits there, staring at you.
He wants to kiss you so badly, to hold you in his embrace and never let go, to spend his life loving you.
But for now, he refrains, just gazing at you longingly as he soaks up your touches. It’s cute how his eyes flutter close, leaning against your hands as you lather his hair with shampoo.
“Thank you. How could I have gotten so lucky?”
You almost want to coo at him, at how sweet he’s being, but who are you kidding? He’s always been this sweet, such a needy man, but you’d never want him any other way.
You rinse his hair out, putting the conditioner in and letting it set, while you move on scrubbing his body. But he protests again.
“Oh, I can-“
Only you cut him off, rubbing firm circles on his shoulders, laughing at the groan he lets out.
“Oh my poor, sweet hubby, overworking yourself. Just let me love you.”
You have him wrapped around your finger.
“My big strong man, always doing so much.” You place a kiss on his temple, moving your hands from his shoulders to his chest, rubbing the grim away with ease.
Richter bites his lip, squirming in place, trying not to slosh around the water, but he can’t help it.
Your touch, your care, your praise, it all gets his cock hardening. He’s so embarrassed, getting hard just from this. But he's so starved for more!
“So pretty, so handsome, and all for me.” You place another kiss, this time on his cheek.
Getting to pamper your lover like this, is something you cherish, as Richter doesn’t let you do this often, always claiming you need the pampering, but you only wish to love on him, the same way he loves on you. He is a mess, unable to handle your words, his stomach fills with butterflies the more you praise him, he feels like he's drowning in your love.
“I love you.”
Now it’s your turn to become flustered at just how breathless he sounds, how your husband is crumbling under your touch and you’ve barely done a thing.
“I love you too, my sweet man.”
You kiss the tip of his nose, as you pour warm water onto his hair, rinsing it of the conditioner. Grabbing a rag on the rim of the tub, you dampen it and cup his face as you begin gently cleaning him.
“I can feel your cheeks heating up, you know.”
You can’t help but laugh, as it only makes his blush worsen.
You’d think after being together for so long, he’d be more accustomed to you, yet he still acts like how he did all those years ago before asking to court you. The thoughts of old bring a soft smile to your face, gazing at the man you love so dearly.
Once you were sure he’s face was clean, you lavish him with kisses, from his cheeks to his forehead, to the corners of his lips, not a place was left untouched by your lips. Richter trembles, shakily sighing as he tries to steady his breathing. His body feels like it's electric, every touch you give him leaves sparks, is he this touch starved that he’s getting hard from just a few sweet words, and sugary kisses?
He answers his question by trying to hide his dick under the water.
You pull away from him with a bright smile.
“I’ll go get you your sleepwear, you sit here and be cute for me.” You lightly tap his nose, before leaving the bathroom.
Richter is pulled from his thoughts when your body leaves him.
“Just some pants please, if that’s alright?”
You swear he will be the death of you.
“The loose ones?”
“Yes! Being in my constricting outfit most of that trip was a pain.”
You know he needs something form-fitting to wear on his missions, as loose clothing could be caught easier, but what you wouldn’t give to see him in it more around the house, how the pants hug his ass and sculpted thighs perfectly.
You’re getting ahead of yourself.
“You got it, honey.”
Your pet names for him only make his cock twitch more. Once the bathroom door clicks shut, and he can hear your footsteps grow fainter, he gets to work. Richter quickly scrubs the rest of himself down, hoping to distract himself long enough for his erection to go down, but all his mind can focus on is how your touches felt along his body, and imagining you whispering in his ear about how good he is for you, and how he makes you feel so good.
He hops out of the bath, being mindful to not spill any water, while he lunges for the towel, and frantically dries himself off, shaking his long locks free of most of the water, he wraps the towel around his waist, tying the knot in front of his groin to hide his hard on.
He’s been married to you for some time now, and yet you make him feel so young, so full of life, and so damn hormonal! He snaps his head over towards the opening door, his breathing catches in his throat, seeing you wearing one of his shirts as your pajamas. You hold out the sleep pants for him to take.
“I made sure they were clean for you.”
“Thank you, my love.” Taking the pants from you, he pulls you closer to him.
Taking his free hand and placing it under your chin, he tilts your head up towards him, his chapped lips gently slotting against yours like matching halves. You hum into the kiss, placing a hand on his bare chest to keep yourself stable, unaware of the effects it's having on your beloved. Richter can’t fight the moan that leaves him from just feeling your warm hand on him, you make it so hard for him to stay calm.
After being away from you for so long, it's like everything you do is more intense, even from the smallest of touches, or the softest of whispers, it has him melting.
You pull away from him, breathlessly laughing.
“So needy. Come on, I'm sure you’re tired, let's get to bed.”
He runs his fingers through his damp hair, just to push it back and make sure it was somewhat neat. Looking at you, he sees you making your way out of the bathroom, this time not closing the door. He takes that moment to swiftly put his sleep pants on and throws the wet towel into the hamper, and follows after you.
While his mind is racing with such dirty thoughts, he also cannot wait to lay against you again, all those nights barely sleeping, as he couldn’t rest without your presence nearby, were pure hell! To finally be home with you, to finally be in bed with you, it's all so perfect.
You’re not surprised to be pulled on top of him, your laughter echoes in the bedroom as he locks his arms around your waist, keeping you pinned to his chest. He buries his face into your neck, taking a deep inhale of your scent, you smell like home to him, he never wants to leave for that long ever again.
“Richter!” Though you yell, your giggling and squirming tell him all he needs to know.
“I’m sorry, my sweet, I’ve spent so long without you, I fear I might’ve died had I been forced to go a moment more without you.”
Your joy makes his heart flutter, it warms him, reminding him why he must do what he does, if only to keep you safe and in his arms.
His rough-feeling lips against the soft skin of your neck tickles, but you adore it, it’s a reminder that he’s home, that he’s under you and holding you tightly. You mirror his actions, shifting into place so you can bury your head into his neck, only to squeak when you feel something poke you.
Your husband whines, arms tightening around you as he tries to hide his face. You find him so precious, he’s such a large man, yet he’s so endearingly shy about his needs.
Richter chokes out a gasp as you grind down on his barely clothed cock. His eyes widen when he realizes you aren’t wearing any underwear, leaving yourself bare and all for him.
“Richter, why didn’t you tell me? You know I’m more than happy to help you with your..problem.”
Your voice was low in his ear, so sultry and seductive.
“I- I know, but you’ve already done so much! I didn’t want to burden you with more.”
He tosses his head back with a loud cry, feeling your heat through his thin pants, rubbing against him. You coo down at him, chuckling at how loud he has already gotten just from a few well-placed movements.
He looks up at you with watery blue eyes, while his long brown hair is splayed around him like a halo, he’s gorgeous, so pretty that your cunt throbs at the sight and sounds of him. His hands move, grabbing your hips tightly
“Oh my pretty man, you look so good like this.” You mewl in his ear, as you slowly pull the hem of his pants down, just enough to free his cock.
You yelp as his hot cock lightly smacks against your pussy. You stare in awe, despite having seen his dick many times before, after going a month without him and seeing just how much he longed for you, makes your pussy ache.
Seeing how hard he is, and seeing a fat glob of cum dripping from his tip, fuck you want a taste. You go to move, to try and get lower so you can taste his addictive cum, but he won’t let go of you, and with how firm his hands hold your hips, he has no plans of letting go anytime soon.
“Fuck…need you, please I can’t- “ he starts, unable to finish his thought as he moves your hips, making you grind and wet his bare cock with your drooling slit.
“Mm! So needy. O-oh, Mmph! Richter let me- ah! Slow down!”
You place your hands on his chest to balance yourself, as Richter humps against your pussy with wild abandon. It’s like his hips have a mind of their own like he can’t stop himself. Not that you mind, relishing in his mindless act.
He whines loudly, as he fucks himself stupid with your cunt, making sure to coat his coat in a layer of your slick. His mind is foggy with pleasure, he’s never felt so sensitive!
The tip of his dick bumps against your clit, making it harder to get a hold of him, but you love it when he gets like this, nothing but a greedy man for whatever you have to offer him, but he’s never been this needy for you.
“What’s gotten into you-oh!”
His relentless grinding makes it hard to speak, but just asking makes him cave.
“Missed you so much! Fisted my cock to the thought of you, but- M’not gonna- gonna-!” His dick throbs against you, before coating you and himself with his cum, but he doesn’t pause.
You’re on your back in an instant, with him caging you against the bed.
“Sorry, sorry please I need you! Need your pussy milking me!”
“Richter-“
“I couldn’t cum, not without you! My hands weren’t enough, please!”
He’s stunning when he begs like this. He buries his face into your neck, feverishly kissing and nipping at your skin, while his calloused hands slide from your hips to your chest, caressing your tits and rubbing over your nipples before giving them a soft pinch. He moans as you arch your back, letting out a high-pitched whine.
You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him closer. You let out a content sigh at his pitiful whimper.
“You’re so fucking hot when you’re desperate like this. I bet your balls are so backed up and filled with cum.” You take a shaky breath, trying to keep your cool.
But his pretty whines make it difficult.
“I want you, Richter. I want you to fuck me so full of your cum-mm! Haa…want you to fuck me until you’re shooting blanks!”
You would’ve laughed at how dumbly he nodded if he didn’t do exactly what you asked him to right after, shoving and bullying his cock into your awaiting hole. You toss your head back, as you throw your arms to his shoulders, clawing at him as he carefully shoves more of his throbbing dick into you.
The month without him has been hell, but feeling his thick cok slam against your sweet spot, and heavy balls slap against your ass, all makeup for it.
Your eyes cross, and your mouth hangs open in a silent scream, while Richter ruts against you like a feral monster, taking and claiming your cunt as his.
“Gonna-gonna fill you! Fill this pretty pussy more, more!” His drool drips down and lands on your bouncing chest, but you don’t care.
How could you when your husband is fucking you senseless on his cock?
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smallestapplin · 6 days
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I watched a short clip on YouTube of Castlevania Nocturne and I'm straight up frothing at the mouth.
Not only did they give my sweet baby boy Juste the bad ending of his game, but also how dare they make old man Juste still as pretty and handsome as the day one opened the gameboy advanced?
I haven't looked at the castlevania x reader tags in so long but y'all I might, and if I don't see any Juste Belmont x reader I might just break.
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smallestapplin · 7 days
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Into the spiders web
Cw : Hinted Yandere Arlecchino, drider Arlecchino cause her boss form is giving spider, hinted noncon. This came to me in the middle of writing something else and I had to write what I had.
Feel free to slide in my inbox or DM's and gush about this woman with me-
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Drider!Arlecchino trapping you in her web, cooing at how you struggle in your restraints, how you are so small compared to her.
"What a delectable little thing you are. Ah, yes, I can't wait to devour you."
Her mandibles make a chittering noise, almost as if she was delighted in the tears pricking your eyes. You can't move, your limbs stuck to her sticky webbing, only able to watch her tie your arms and legs up, poisitioning them however she wants.
.....What?
Your legs are spread perfectly for her. One set of her arms rub just under your shirt, slowly sliding up to rid you of it, while her second set toys with the hem of your pants.
"What a cute little thing you are, it would be ashame to waste such perfection. Yes, I think I'll keep you for myself."
You should never travel in the Fontaine wilds alone at night, one with a moon so red you missed her traps.
But that's just what she was hoping for, seeing you pass through day in and day out was torture for her when you are just too precious.
You'll never be leaving her den.
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smallestapplin · 9 days
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Kaveh and Alhaitham omegaverse hc
I was going to do more but it's late and I'm so tired. But I'd like to hear anyone's thoughts, opinions, or asks! ^-^ might make more later.
Btw this is separately. Lemme know what ya think.
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Kaveh
- hot take, Kaveh is actually a alpha, he just doesn't act like a jerk like most do because that's just not him, it's just his secondary gender to him, nothing more.
- He envies omega's and their ability to make such comfy structures. He tries to make nests but gets embarrassed at how well he makes them he destroys them and never mentions it.
- He's very picky about scents, but it makes him so nervous about what he smells like or how other's perceive him after hearing a few omegas mention how they love the scent of their alphas.
- He smells sweet like honey, with subtle scents of the coffee he drinks. However his sweeter mellower scent gets drowned out in all his nights at the tavern trying to drink away his stress.
- Kaveh grows distressed easily, which sours his scent in more of a burnt popcorn smell which shoos other's away from him on accident.
- You two started off as friends before anything, just the cute omega who worked at the Tavern, his harsh scent and drinking made you worried, so slowly while making his drinks you'd talk to him. You aren't surprised at how much he opens up, but it surprises him how kind you are letting him vent like this.
- Sometimes you'd even meet him outside of your place of work and get shocked at just how wonderful he is without the drinking, you don't mind, but he holds a conversation better without slurring his words.
- One thing led to him asking if he could court you, and how could you say no when he made you a mini scale model of a garden?
- His nesting habits come up when you come to his (Alhaitham's) house, to his room and see the nest he forget to take down.
- He was stressed last night and being covered helped!
- "I-i hope it's not a turn off or anything! I just, I get stressed and sad and these are nice to have to feel safe, you know?"
- You do, you make stressed nests all the time.
- But you don't move, which worried him, until you look at him and gesture to it "Can I join you in your nest?"
- Asking like any mate should.
- "Yes! Yes of course! Oh i hope it's okay and up to your standards-"
- "Kaveh, it's your nest, not mine, I'm just happy you are letting me inside it, I'm honored.'
- You comment on how good the structure of the pillow walls are and how comfy the blankets are, and it ends with your alpha curled around you, dozing happily with you in his arms, nuzzling into your neck scenting you.
- He purrs loudly, it fills a small room with noise if it's quiet enough, but its so cute.
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- another hot take, he is an omega. He hates leading, hates being the center of attention, loathes it when people ask him for anything, he just wants to be left alone with his work and to leave.
- However is never misses taking his heat suppressants, never misses taking any scent blockers, and doesn't even touch nesting matieral. To everyone and anyone he is just a moody beta.
- His scent is hidden, at most he smells like fresh paper, ink, and his shampoo. However if you were to smell is original scent it would be sage and orange, it's pleasant but not too strong, though you'd be able to point him out in a crowd from it alone.
- He rejects his secondary gender to the nines, he's seen how omegas get treated and hounded after and he's just not interested in finding anyone to date or mate, he will be damned if he's expected to be some stay at home omega either.
- No nesting items aside for whats needed for his basic bed, just two pillows and two comforter, and that so he can switch them when one needs to be washed.
- Since he is on surpressants he doesn't have his heat,, he avoids it like the plague, which he is thankful for cause it's just a nuisance in his eyes, he sees no purpose in having one, and he's is one of a handful of lucky ones that can afford it.
- His friendship qith you was a slow build. You two started off as 'you're the only coworker I can tolerate.' To occasionally chatting just before leaving for the day, to one of you hiding in the other's office to pretend to be talking something over to avoid people, to small hang outs outside of work even if you'd do most of the chatting, to coming over to his house (and promising his roommate not to speak a work.) to him denying he has any feelings for you.
- You are another omega who gets where he is coming from, and the only person who knows he's an omega too! So he swears it's just that you two have something to bond over.
- You two only started a unlikely courtship after he had been avoiding you for weeks, and you locked yourself in his office to explain himself, his calmness just annoyed you further and further until he broke at the sight of you near tears.
- You thought you were losing your friend, and honestly he did too.
- You walked out of his office with a bright smile and one of his favored bookmarks as a small claim.
- You give him gifts all the time, which he thinks is not needed but he can't help but feel touched by the fanart you always gift him thinks he's mentioned wanting to needing in passing.
- You two take it slow, but you both mesh together well, it's clear to see how you two fit together like a puzzle, one easily picking up one thing the other lacks, it's like watching a well oiled machine in action.
- He finds your scent comforting and often likes spending time at your house than anything,, it's drowned in your scent, how can he not love it?
- He watches you build a nest so effortlessly and beckens him in. His heart flutters, knowing this is a big step and a huge sign of trust, even if his expression doesnt change much.
- He likes cuddling with you face to face or you laying on his chest so he can still read, but he always keeps an arm around you, or is at least touching you in someway.
- Everyone knows you two are together just from him walking into work smelling like you, or because you barge into his office or wherever he is reading to scold him for leaving his lunch.
- His purr is silent, you'd never know he was purring unless you pressed your ear to his chest.
- His scent is safe with you, and you know you can rely on him to help you with your heats.
- Though neither of you know how that one will work as omega omega relationships are rare, and there isn't a guide book (he's looked.)
- But you two will get through it together.
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smallestapplin · 11 days
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Can you take both?
Neuvillette x fem reader smut
Cw : Reader is referred to as 'pear' 'love' and 'sweet', twin dicks Neuvillette, lowkey praise.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! I check who likes and if I see ya you're blocked. Yes 17 is a minor
18+ only!
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Neuvillette was certain of one thing as you lay under him, your chest heaving to catch your breath, your skin shining with a thin layer of sweat, your eyes glazed over and shimmering with unshed tears, you were beautiful.
Like a goddess laid before him, allowing him to worship you and your body, allowing him to drink in your bare form. He loves you and adores you, he needs to make sure you commit his love to memory.
"Neuvi..."
Your sigh of his name makes his pointed ears perk up.
"Yes, my pearl?" He awaits your response but you can't manage another word.
What little air you have is stolen from the grind of his hips, pressing his cock further into your well-used hole. His second dick rubbed your clit with every slow roll of his hips, sending sparks through your sensitive body. The dragon above you purrs lowly at your trembling form.
"You are breathtaking, my love. Letting me worship your body in such an indecent manner. I'm truly blessed."
You bring your arms up wrapping them around his shoulders to hold him close, he doesn't resist, letting you pull him down so his chest is pressed against yours.
"You're intoxicating." He mutters, quickly burying his face into your neck, breathing in your scent.
He's drowning in your scent, in your touch! you're taking over his senses, ensuring his world is nothing but you, and you aren't even aware of it, aren't aware of how you have the chief of Justice wrapped around your finger.
"I...I can't cum again-mm!"
He coos at you softly, pleased with your body shaking just from the tip of his cock kissing your womb.
"Too much-!!"
"Shh, just let me show you my love for you."
He's addicted to you.
"Mm...do you think you could take another? Let me be wrapped completely by your warm, welcoming pussy?"
Tears sting your eyes, you couldn't imagine taking both his cocks at once! He's much too big for that, right? Neuvillette groans, burying his face into your neck.
"Fuck. You're thinking about it, aren't you? thinking about being stuffed full of my cocks and being filled with my love?"
You toss your head back, crying out as Neuvillette grinds his hips into yours pressing the tip of his cock deep into you, letting it kiss your sweet spot.
His second cock leaking his precum onto your stomach, silently promising to fill up with his thick spent.
You dig your nails into his pale arms, leaving red marks in your wake. Neuvillette groans, purring at your pathetic attempts to mark him. He bucks his hips, slowly pulling out to slam back into you. Your eyes cross at the sudden stimulation, your mouth drops open letting out a silent shriek.
"Neuviiii! Fuck fuck fuck-!! M'gonna cum!"
A deep purr rumbles through Neuvillette's chest, he can feel your cunt flutter around him, trying to keep him inside you.
Your eyes go wide as Neuvillette pulls back, moving his second cock to your already stuffed hole. His lilac eyes stare down at where your bodies connect, being careful to slowly push his tapered dick inside you. You arch your back, tears stinging your eyes as your pussy stretches to accommodate the second length.
"So good...mm, my love, it's like you were made for me." He sighs out, trying to keep his composure.
He thrusts forward, making you take more of him. Your sudden squeak echoes in the bedroom, pussy fluttering around his cocks desperately trying to milk him for all his worth.
Neuvillette's eyes roll back, his mouth dropping open with drool dripping down his chin and onto your chest and stomach.
You both pause, letting allowing you two to catch your breath, while your juices cover his dicks.
"N..Neuvi, please, you're too much."
"Do you want me to stop?"
His voice was rough and ragged from fighting the urge to pump your pussy full of his cum.
You merely whimper, shaking your head no.
"Answer me, I want you to say it."
You mewl at his demand.
"Don't stop, please don't! I need you to fill me."
Fuck, he loves you.
He moves one hand to grab a hold of one of yours, locking your hands together for him to hold.
"Anything for you, my sweet."
He hopes you don't mind the marks he'll leave.
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Just a reminder my writing commissions are open! ^-^
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For ocs
- please send me a brief description of their appearance and personality, if you have a picture that will be easier!
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https://www.instagram.com/p/C5yh3YQRmD3/?igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==
Rika.
In Pokemon Horizons.
Send help pls.
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Oh.
Oh.
Oh her voice.
Oh my fucking stars and lord Arceus above I'm about to act unwise.
Ma'am a chance.
RIKA PLEASE COME HOME! THE CATS MISS YOU!
I wanna hear her talk more, talk all damn day until we pass out, Rika PLEASE.
I love her, your honor.
WOMEN-
Thank you for this treat, I will be listening to her voice over and over and over and kicking my feet.
No help can be sent cause I'm drowning with you homie.
Oh to hear her chuckle and hear her tell you "Aw, no use in being shy, doll. Come here, let me give you a little sugar for the road."
I'm going to melt.
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Sparda sibling photo!!
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…in the field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt. (Nathaniel Orion G. K, "הבל | hevel")
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Give me something!
🔞18+ only! MDNI! Please respect my boundaries.🔞
Please note : I've never played Honkai star rail, I can't, but I love everything I've heard and seen, so I wrote this for my partner :3
WARNING! : this fic contains pegging, edging, reader is gender neutral, afab but also gets called handsome. Sampo is desperate. Top dom reader gets flipped. Good boy is used.
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You breathe a sigh of relief once you enter the Astral Express, finally done with such a tedious mission which luckily wasn't hard, the fights were easier than expected and you managed to get what you were looking for. Though you needed to reward your help, after all without him none of this would be possible.
You wave goodnight to the trailblazer and others before heading off to your room, which was luckily in an area by itself, just perfect for you as you wanted to hear his pretty sounds.
A chuckle leaves you the second you open your door, just to see Sampo sitting at the edge of your bed. You smile at him, trying not to laugh as he squirms in place.
"Excited much?" You raise an eyebrow at how he's practically shaking his ass in anticipation.
The blue and purple-haired man sits on your bed, stripped completely naked. His cock throbbing and leaking precum, his thighs shaking all jittery.
"C'mon doll don't be so mean to me!" He whines, but he cuts it off when you narrow your eyes at him.
"What are you doing on the bed, you know good boys wait on the floor."
His eyes widen but he's quick to slide off the bed and drop to the floor, on his knees legs spread for you. You make your way pass him, only pausing in your step to run your fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp like he's a puppy.
Sampo leans into your touch, humming happily as he chases your hand when you resume walking to your closet door. He quickly whimpers when your hand leaves his head and focuses on your opening closet door.
His eyes lock onto the very familiar clear box that you pull out, popping it open and pulling out that beloved strap he adores so much. You have to stifle a laugh hearing him whine loudly.
"You're so cute and we haven't even started."
"Can't help it! Please, I've been waiting for this all day. I gave you what you needed for your mission, did everything just for you, and half price too!" He's already drooling.
"I know baby, I know, and you did such a good job for me." You pat his cheek before stripping out of your clothes.
The moment your panties hit the ground he's moving to your feet, his hands on your thighs trying to balance himself as he tries to shove his face between your legs. He's blind to the glare you send his way, only made aware when you thread your fingers into his hair and yank his head back.
Sampo whimpers, his lips quivering from the painful pleasure you give him.
"And you were doing so good too. I should punish you for not being able to wait two minutes."
You almost want to laugh at how wide his eyes get, the look of panic and betrayal on his face at your words. Sampo tries to shake his head, even if it's still stuck in place from your hold.
"No! No no, I promise I'll behave! Please don't keep me waiting any longer, please please please!"
He's so desperate, it's so cute.
"Fine, since you have been good thus far. C'mon baby, hop up." You pat the bed, gesturing for him to climb on it.
He moves quickly, easily darting passed you to get at the center of the bed behind you. he lays down, his chest to the bed shoulders easily to the bed, as if he's done this many times before. You coo at him for looking so pretty for you with his ass up in the air.
Sampo shudders feeling your hand lightly trail from the nape of his neck down to his plump ass. He jumps, mewling as a slap echoes in the room, and his asscheek begins to sting from your swift smack.
You rub the soft pink mark you left across his skin, soothing the heat before squeezing and pulling his cheek back. Your eyes lock onto the silver-colored buttplug, smirking at such a pretty sight of his hole already stuffed and prepped for you.
"And you did just as asked too! You're being so good today."
You don't give him time to respond to you, already grabbing the flared base of the toy and slowly pulling it out. Sampo grips the sheets, his breathing coming out in shaky stutters. His body trembles, only to fall limp with a pitiful whine, feeling so empty without anything filling him anymore.
"You're such a pitiful little thing. It's so cute how desperate you are."
You can't help but tease him a little, getting to watch his hole clench, just silently begging you to fill him. Sampo pushes his ass back, trying to tempt you into touching him more, trying to make you fuck him. He's already held up his end of the deal, and with a different price AND half off, just for you! So why must you taunt him like this?
"Mmm c'mooon! I've been so good, such a good boy for you, I swear I have." He bites his quivering lip, his eyes fluttering shut as your hand drags down the back of his thigh and around to grab his weeping dick.
"Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!" He cries out, bucking his hips into your hand.
You coo softly at him, leaning down so your chest is against his back, you kiss his neck leaving soft bites along his pale skin marking him, distracting him from your plan.
You know he's your good boy, he's done so well for you, but how can you not bully him a little? Especially after how demanding he's been, you need to put him in his place just a little. You reach back with your free hand, slowly reaching for that clear box and grabbing a silicone ring.
One you know is the bane of Sampo's existence.
Sampo mewls, when he feels your other hand moving towards his leaking length, excitement coursing through his veins at just the thought fuck what you could do to him. His green eyes shoot wide open the moment that cock ring settles around the base of his shaft.
"W-wait wait, come on now don't be so cruel!" He looks back at you, his pretty eyes watering from his inevitable denial.
"See, now that's exactly why it's on you. When I think you've learned some manners I'll let you pour all that cum into me, got it?"
You're such a tease! So mean to him!... Fuck, he loves it.
"Now stay put."
You order him to stay while you get off the bed, grabbing the strap on you slip into it and tighten the straps over your hips and around your thighs. Sampo tries to lay there and lay still, he already wants to cum so badly! He's been waiting for this for hours, with nothing but that buttplug inside him as he waited for you.
And then you do this to him? Make him wait more?
His ears perk up at the sound of your harness smacking against your thighs as you tighten them, making him shake purely eager for you to *finally* fuck him.
"Hnn please fuck me already! I need it! Fuck me fill me- ah!"
He jolts, his back arching as you smack his ass again. He looks at you with tears stinging his eyes, only moving his arms to cling to the pillow beneath him, holding it to his face and chest.
He can hear you moving about, uncapping the lube and lathering it all over your fake cock. With each second that ticks by the more antsy he gets, he's been waiting for you to come back from that stupid mission like a good boyfriend, stretched himself just like you asked him to, and sat all pretty too!-
Sampo gasps, brought out of his thoughts from the cold feeling of your lubed strap brushing against his hole. He holds still for the first time of the night, waiting with a bated breath silently pleading for you to fuck him.
It's agonizing how slow you push the tip of your dick into his asshole. Your hands stay on his hips, digging your nails into his skin to keep him steady as you push more of your strap into him, inch by inch slowly disappearing into him.
Once you bottom out he takes a shaky breath, his chest heaving and cock left twitching.
"Are you okay, baby?" You coo so condescendingly into his ear, chuckling at his pathetic whine.
"Yes yes fuck me! Break me! Oohh please, I need your fat cock to breaking me-!!" Sampo shrieks, his jaw hangs open letting out his whorish sounds for all to hear as you give him what he wants, thrusting into him like he's nothing but a common whore.
He chokes on air gasping, trying to catch his breath but you merely fuck him harder. Sampo arches his back, raising his plump ass higher for you to meet your harsh thrusts. You watch his cheeks jiggle with each slap of your hips.
"You take my cock so well, taking all of it like a fuckin' champ."
"Aah, gotta cum, please please I'm- fuck! Lemme cum, I can't take it!"
You sigh loudly, exaggerating your disappointment.
"Already? I thought you could last longer."
You laugh softly at his choked sob. Your tip slammed into his prostate over and over again, imprinting your dick into his ass. He can't think, he can hardly breathe, he's drowning in your presence, your scent-
You quickly pull out of him, not even waiting to hear him cry, you flip him over, manhandling him to lay on his back. His world spins before he sees your face. He blinks only to realize what you're doing when you toss his legs over your hips, you don't even give him a moment to process it all, already pushing your cock back into his awaiting hole.
You watch him toss his head back, droopy eyes crossing from just your dick filling him again.
"You make the sluttiest expression for me. You're my whore, right?" You smile, chuckling at his dumb smile.
"M'yours, only yours! Mm- shit! Only, haa, you can fuck me this good!" Oh how earnestly he answers you, desperate to prove he's your good boy.
Aeons above your pussy are so wet just from seeing him like this, hearing his lewd moans, and seeing his fucked out expressions, it's almost too much for you.
Almost.
His cock bounces between you two, moving from your hard-hitting thrusts and dripping his precum all over his stomach, though it's almost like you fucked the ability to think out of him.
Not a coherent thought rings in Sampo's head, only mustering the strength to think about your cock and wanting to cum so badly, but he can't form the words, his tongue feels so heavy in his mouth.
His breath catches in his throat as you grind your dick into him, pressing deeply into him so you can press your chests together.
"I think you've been good enough pretty boy. You deserve a reward."
It's so cute how he perks up at the sound of a 'reward'.
"Oohh thank you! Thank you, I swear I'm your good boy!"
He's trembling, watching your movements with undivided attention. He tries not to whine when you slowly pull your strap out of him, though he already misses it greatly. You unfasten the harness and toss it off the bed, eyes never leaving Sampo's as you crawl back over to him, straddling his thighs.
His eyes go wide at just how close your pussy is to his dick.
You drag your nails lightly from his chest down to his stomach, only stopping just shy of his shaft. You grab hold of the cock ring, carefully stretching it wide and taking it off of him.
"Don't cum yet." You firmly tell him, just loving to watch him struggle to hold back the urge.
Sampo grips the sheets below him, balling it up in his fists trying to steady his breathing. You lift yourself, positioning his dick to your entrance, slowly lowering yourself, just barely getting his bulbous tip in before he tenses up.
You look at him confused for a moment, only for them to widen as Sampo screams his cum flooding your pussy, filling it to the brim with his spend. You moan softly feeling the heat of his cum fill you, it feels so good after so long with no stimulation.
You gasp as Sampo grabs your hips and slams you down, making you take all of his cock. You arch your back, crying out the pleasurable burn of taking all of him at once. However, you don't get a chance to recover before he's already thrusting into you, using your cunt as his personal fleshlight.
"M'sorry! Oh sorry I just- fuck! Fuckfuckfuck, I love your pretty pussy!" He just can't take it, he's addicted to your needy hole fluttering around him.
"S-Sampo slow- mm! Slow down!"
It's like he can't hear you, lost to ecstasy, only fucking you with his fat cock, rutting into you like a heat-stricken beast. Drool leaks down his chin, his eyes rolling back as he can feel you're close to cumming.
"Yes yes yes, milk my cock! C'mon, handsome!" His tongue hangs limp from his open mouth slurring his pleads.
You slam your hands onto his chest, trying to balance yourself on the monster below you. He looks so pretty fucked out like this, but you're not any better.
His cock kisses your cervix with every piston of his hips, fucking every thought out of your head. Your eyes cross and your mouth drops open, letting out a loud squeal as you cum. Your pussy flutters and clenches around Sampo's cock.
His head drops back against the pillows, a loud groan leaves him as his balls clench before fucking more of his thick cum into your pussy. But he doesn't slow down or stop, he keeps going.
Your world skins and before you know it he's on top of you, your back against the bed and legs over his shoulders. He leans down, slamming his lips onto yours, his tongue easily sliding in and dancing around yours, muffling both of your pornographic sounds.
His hips wetly smacked into yours, his heavy balls slapping against your ass, promising to fill you with more of his cum.
After all, he waited hours for you, he has to make up for lost time.
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All I'm thinking about is like a hybrid or monster au, where the one with more animalistic tendencies is trying to court you and you aren't getting it but praise them for the gifts/dance/scented items, not knowing what they mean.
Meanwhile the other thinks you two are now an items, in the throes of courtship but that you like to take things slow and are shier about affection.
Meanwhile you're just thinking "haha my friend is just affectionate and nice with me, so that's why they get huffy or mean around strangers, they are just use to me :)"
Oooo or maybe you got iseki'd to a world where these things are just normal and keep finding off gifts at your doorstep, and you check the person leaving said gifts and you tell them to please just knock on the door and ask for you instead of leaving gifts.
Now you have a more monstrous lover who's so happy you agreed to be their mate, and you have no idea what the fuck is going on, and now you're at the local library trying to find any book help you figure out about your monster lover.
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Some Arlecchino headcanons
Note : reader is gender neutral but referred to as wife and mother in the same way Arlecchino is referred to as father.
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- Arlecchino spoils you to hell and back, though you are unsure of when this started or why. To the children of the hearth you are simply the Mother to them and 'Wife' to Father, to Arlecchino you are her little dove, so sweet to her and her children.
- You make breakfast for the children, teach them their basic education, play with them clean them up, make sure they do their chores, homework you gave them, clean the remainder of the hearth, and then iron and clean Arlecchino's suits so she will have them ready for tomorrow, as a dutiful 'Wife' should.
- You try not to move when she walks up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and kissing the side of your neck.
- Or how she loves to cage you between her and the kitchen counter, swearing she needs a kiss to start her day.
- She coos over how doting you are, watching you fret over the children over the smallest injuries from their missions. But what she adores the most is when you fret over her, sometimes even allowing an enemy to hit her just so she gets to see you worry over her, and scold her for being careless.
- Smitten smitten smitten
- adores when you refer to her as your husband though around others she won't show it, however you will know later when she's holding and kissing up your arms to your face in private.
- Of course she isnt home often, but she always returns with dozens and dozens and dozens of gifts, a larger handful for the kids and then most for you. She loves to pamper you.
- Date nights are rare but when they do happen you are being treated to the nicest place, the nicest dinner, the finest wine, and given her undivided attention.
- She has some of her operatives bring groceries to the hearth just so you have one less thing to do while she works.
- Freminet is the closest to you out of all the children, even though his sibling also love and adore you, it's easy to find Freminet following you around and helping you with chores or even just reading a book with you.
- Arlecchino is a silent lover, never over the top with her affection, but she wont shy away from any affection you start. She doesn't announce her love, but shown more through gifts and quailty time.
"So this is where you have been, I was wondering why you weren't at the door to greet me."
You jump from the ironing board and swiftly look at the bedroom door, watching Arlecchino slowly make her way to you.
"Oh, I wasn't expecting you home so soon. How was the meeting?"
You place the iron up and safely away just before she places her arms on either side of you, caging you between her and the ironing board. She leans over you, having your chest pressed against hers.
"Pointless and dull. But I'm more focused on why I haven't been given a kiss yet."
She slots a leg between yours. She lifts her right hand and cups your cheek, rubbing her thumb across your bottom lip.
"I-i was-"
"Hush my dove, I want you to sing for me in another way."
Her lips are against yours in a blink of an eye. Her chuckle tickles your skin as she hears your muffled sounds and feels your shaky breath against her face.
Yes, she did good in picking you.
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