#✨i want to rub his tummy so much✨

[starryeyedadmirer]

✨Belly! Belly! Belly!✨

[anitalenia]

━━━ 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 ₓ˚. ୭

⋆˙⟡♡ 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 / 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. just thinking about what it would be like if the gray boys wanted you to have their kids. ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

pairing: Courtland Gentry, Lloyd Hansen x fem!reader

content includes: darkish content in Lloyd’s part, unprotected sex, p in v penetration, overstimulation, breeding kink, pet names such as baby, pretty girl, good girl, sweetheart, choking but the sexy way, dirty dirty talk, fucked dumb!reader, cervix fucking, squirting, back scratching, reader calling Lloyd daddy, slight dumbification, clit rubbing, soft sex, stomach bulge

warnings: sexual content 18+, cussing + nasty words, darkish content in Lloyd’s section

authors note: I been thinking about this for a few days now… and I don’t even want kids 😜🫰🏻✨

LINKS ੈ♡˳·˖✶ 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 | 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒔

✧ ˚ LLOYD HANSEN　· 　 .

⋆˙⟡♡ Lloyd could only grin at you, amused with the way you could barely form a sentence, amused at the way you held onto his shoulders like that could really stop him. Your nails dug into his skin and drool pooled down your cheek; Lloyd could only groan hotly at the pleasurable sting of his skin breaking under your fingertips.

His cock, thick and hard, still after cumming twice in you already, was sliding in and out of your throbbing pussy with ease; you were still so wet even after the several orgasms Lloyd had effortlessly forced out of your limp body. You were almost cross-eyed it hurt so damn good.

Lloyd had you shoved into the mattress, sheets ripped off the corners and blanket discarded on the floor. He was panting above you, your legs wrapped loosely around his waist, your hair clinging to the sweat on your forehead as you let him take you however he wanted. You were too weak to fight, too fucked out to argue that your back was sore and your pussy ached.

You moaned at another hard thrust into your wet hole, his balls smacking into your ass as he laughed into your ear, hot and breathy and arrogant. The headboard banged into the cracking wall of his bedroom, worn down from the many sleepless nights and afternoons and mornings Lloyd couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

“Fuck, Lloyd!” You gasped out as he pulled out and then slammed back into your sopping cunt, eager for his dick and the feel of it stretching her out and bruising her in. Another pulse of painful pleasure rang through you, had you arching your back and thighs tightening around him.

“Aww, was that too hard, baby? My mistake, daddy’s so sorry… but he has to make sure all his cum gets into that little tummy of yours if you want his kids, doesn’t he?” He cooed in your ear sarcastically, his mustache scratching against your cheek as you rested your forehead against his muscle next to your head. You whined at that, eyes closed tightly as you gasped against his skin. He was so big, so much thicker than any cock you’ve ever had.

You could admit he was right, you wanted so badly to have his shithead kids because you were that deluded by his charm. He had fooled you, molded you into the perfect wife who sucked his cock any time he asked and gave him her sweet pussy anytime he wanted. He wasn’t going to ever let you go, he was going to ensure your devotion to him with the one thing that would keep you tied to him forever.

You were tired of it, mouth dry from moaning so much but pussy hungry for more and more and more. You were just his little cumslut, his doll bred to be his perfect girl that would happily take whatever he gave you. And he wanted to give you his cum, all of it, see your belly round with his children and your tits full and flush of milk and fat.

Your pussy squelched and leaked around his cock, his head in your neck as he took a hand off the headboard and traced it down your cheek, your neck, your collarbone, until he was rubbing your soft tit under his hand like a bowl of jelly.

You let out a heavy sigh at the feeling of it, your skin hot and tingly and stuck under him. Then he slid his hand back up, palm grazing your sensitive nipple and sending a jolt down your tummy.

He snickered, cocky and self-assured, as he wrapped his hand around your jaw and twisted your face to look at his, fingers digging into your hot cheeks. You whined weakly at the force of it, his cock slowing down inside of you like he was focusing on the feel of your wetness wrapped around him, like he needed you to focus on his words instead of the feeling of him fucking into you.

“Mmm, my pretty baby. This pussy is just begging to be filled with my cum, isn’t it? She wants me to give her all the cum she can take, isn’t that right, sweetheart?” Lloyd smiled deceivingly sweet at you, looking into your eyes with sweat gathered on his hairline.

You nodded blindly at that, hips bucking up into him for more, to bury himself deep inside your pussy until you didn’t know where you began and the base of his cock started. Your toes tightened and thighs tingled as he gave you what you wanted, not because he was satisfied with your response but because he loved that look on your face when he’d thrust into you, your furrowed brows and wet parted lips as a soft moan would sound from your breathless lungs.

“Can you imagine our kids, pretty girl? Hmm? One with your pretty little eyes and one with mine. Two little brats running around calling you mommy… god, I can just imagine how big those pretty tits would get. Tell your daddy, is that what you want baby, huh? You gotta tell me…” He grinned into your ear, gripping your jaw to keep your head straight as he picked up his pace, the tip of him slamming into your cervix and sending painful throbs down your thighs that had your hips bucking away from him. Your cries were cracked and uneven from the force of his thrusts, his thighs smacking into you and his grunts and chuckles breathing across the skin on your cheek.

You babbled agreement like a dumb slut, not really listening to a word besides the sound of his balls slapping into you, a fresh batch of wetness gushing out onto the sheets and soaking your thighs with your own juices.

“Yes, yes, please, please, daddy. Please cum inside me, please please please…” You begged as your stomach tightened like someone pulling a rope around a tree, your nails drawing blood from his back that dribbled down his shoulders. Your pussy clenched around him so tight he grind his teeth trying to push back in, feeling his balls tightening at your compliance.

He mouthed at your neck, tasting the salt, being uncharacteristically sweet as his hips stuttered from the pleasure ringing through his dick and thighs.

“Fuck… yes, baby, I’m gonna cum inside that pretty pussy… daddy knows how bad you want it… come on, pretty… that’s it, that’s daddy’s girl…” He coaxed in your ear as you let out a wail and squirted around him, your cum going on the sheets and his thighs as he talked you through it.

He followed soon after, your pussy squeezing around him so tight he could barely push in. He managed, balls deep as he let out a grunt, dropping his head in your neck as he came inside you.

You felt his cum shoot inside you and it had your tired body tensing from the sensation. You breathed heavily as he collapsed on top of you, his hands coming down and gripping your waist to center himself.

He kissed your cheek, mustache tickling your skin as you leaned into him.

“I think…I think it worked…” You murmured breathlessly into the air, eyes closed as you caressed the skin of his back.

He chuckled, just as tired as you, his limp dick still inside of your wet hole as neither one of you wanted him to pull out just yet. You enjoyed feeling full of him, your warmth pulsing around him as your thighs trembled every so often.

“You’re gonna make daddy happy, aren’t you, baby?” He murmured sweetly, a satisfied smile on his face as he felt you nod against him.

He took his hand and rubbed your belly, knowing that you would indeed.

✧ ˚ SIERRA SIX　· 　 .

⋆˙⟡♡ It was a rainy night, thunder and lightning flashing in the dark sky and rain pattering on the windows when Six had mumbled it into your neck, sleepy and groggy like he was just speaking from his mind and not from fact.

“Have my kids…” His voice was so soft, overpowered by the storm, that you weren’t sure you had heard him correctly. So you asked him what he said, eyebrows furrowed and phone thrown to the side as something else had caught your attention.

“I want you to have my kids…” He said it again against your skin, his eyes closed and his arm around your waist like he’d been sleep talking. You knew him though, knew that when spontaneity hit he would use it, but not unless he didn’t meant it. He was genuine and serious, thumb rubbing your stomach like he was already imagining it swelled up. You felt your tummy tighten at the thought, wetness plaguing your lower lips as you imagined what that would be like.

That’s how you ended up here, laying on your stomach with Six’s broad body on top of your back, a hand intertwined with yours as you grasped the dark gray sheets above your head, his other hand digging into the sheet next to you to balance himself.

His cock was big and long, thrusting into you slow and surely, pushing his cum into you and making sure you felt every single inch of him within you. He breathed against your neck, heavy and hot, as you gasped into the sheets, hips perked up so he could fuck into you easier.

“Does that feel good, baby? Me deep inside you like this?” He muttered into your ear, pushing into your wet hole with a soft squelch until his balls were hanging by your clit. You felt so full, so good, a pleasurable pulse ringing through your legs that had you whining into the dark, a flash of lightening illuminating the room.

His hand tightened around yours as you clenched around him, letting out a high pitched uh-huh in agreement.

You felt the ends of his blonde hair tickle your shoulder as he thrusted into you a little quicker, but just as sensual. He was always the type to make sure you got off before him, ensured that you cum before he even thought about his own release.

He took his hand that was wrapped around yours and glided it down your arm, sending tingles down your heated skin and a fluttering in your stomach. He brought it down to your tummy as he thrusted back into your tight pussy, gritting his teeth at the warmth squeezing around his cock.

He pressed down on the space just above your pelvis, feeling the tip of his cock bulging in your tummy where he was gonna cum. You keened at the pressure of him pushing down on your stomach, your juices flooding out of you in an unexpected jolt of pleasure and marking the sheets with a dark patch.

“I’m gonna cum right here, make sure you’re full of my cum so you can have my kids. You want to make me a daddy? You wanna be a mommy, hmm?” He hummed into your ear as he pressed down harder on that spot that had your toes curling and pussy tightening. He loved the idea of you pregnant with his children, your skin glowing and your stomach full. He could picture it in his mind, could only imagine how much beautifuler you’d look pregnant, and it made his balls tighten and dick stick up straight.

He pushed into your sopping cunt, pulsing around him as you sobbed into the sheets, tears welling in your eyes at the indescribable pleasure coursing through you from the feel of him. You felt him, all of him; felt every vein and every ridge, felt his tip rubbing up against you and bumping into your cervix. He didn’t stop there, forced himself inside and went even further.

“Oh my god…” You cried as he slid his hand down with a grunt, pushing into you as his hand quickly found your sensitive clit. He took his middle finger and slowly pushed down on it, his finger soaked with your juices as he rubbed it like it was a precious diamond he was trying not to ruin.

“I’m gonna take care of you, baby. I’m not gonna let you leave this fucking house after I fill this tummy. You’re not gonna lift a finger… I’ll do everything for you, baby. I’ll do anything…” He moaned, voice raspy and thick with arousal, always so sweet and generous to you. He was only pulling out halfway before thrusting back in so he could stay inside of you, his muscles flexing with every thrust into your tight pussy like he was forcing his way in.

You felt your thighs shaking from the way he was rubbing your clit, skilled fingers rubbing the wetness in your slit and making you moan louder than the rain that pounded on the windows. You wanted him to give you his kids so bad, wanted him to come inside of you even worse. You felt hot and surrounded, but comforted by his larger body on top of yours, always shrouded over you like the protector he was.

He groaned into your skin, resting his sweaty forehead on your shoulder as he felt his need to cum tighten the coil in his stomach.

You couldn’t stop it, too blinded by the pleasure to notice the liquid that squirted over his thighs and creamed around his cock, your thighs almost numb as your knees shook and your hips fell into the bed like your muscles gave up.

“Ohh, baby…” You whimpered helplessly as you gushed around him, his fingers slowly rubbing your clit as you finally came around him. He furrowed his brows in concentration, his hand leaving your pained clit and giving you some relief as he thrusted into you faster, rhythm faltering as he pictured how big your tits would get during your pregnancy, how he could stuff his face between them and leave purple marks on them.

“Mm, I’m gonna cum… you gonna take it for me like a good girl?” He mumbled into your ear with gritted teeth, ignoring the way your sensitive pussy squeezed around his dick almost painfully, throbbing and sore from his dick repeatedly pounding into it without stopping.

You hummed an mmhmm, sounding needy and weak, completely overstimulated as he kept fucking into you, close to his release the more he heard your sweet whimpers.

“That’s my girl…” He grunted, pushing into you one last time before he burrowed himself deep inside of you, biting your shoulder as he came inside the deepest parts of your pussy with thick ropes of white cum that shot out of his pink tip.

You moaned weakly at the feeling, lips chapped and head ringing as Six waited a beat before pulling out of you with a soft grunt, his limp dick falling out of you easily. You couldn’t move, feeling empty and cold as he picked himself up from you, looking at your gaping hole with cum drizzling out like sweet icing.

He breathed heavily as he laid back down next to you on his back, then reached over for you so you could lay into him. His arm slithered around your waist, eyes running over your glistening skin.

“come’ere.” He uttered with a scratchy voice, helping you turn around as you flipped onto your side, cuddling into his hot skin with a sigh.

The two of you sat in silence for a while, catching your breaths as Six held you into him, staring at the ceiling with a content face, his mind filled with the image of your kids running around, your pregnant belly and your twinkling eyes, your radiant skin and your beautiful smile. He’d knew you’d make the best mother and he couldn’t wait to experience it.

You were thinking of the same as your fingers softly tapped against the hardness of his chest, staring at a scar there with your head rested in his neck.

“You really mean it, Court? You really want kids?” You whispered almost bashfully, not wanting to have all this hope fluttering in your chest just for him to crush them under his trained fists.

Six cracked a small smile, “I think I made that pretty obvious, don’t you?”

You felt the wetness between your thighs as a sticky reminder, a small chuckle leaving your lips as you cuddled closer into him.

“Yeah, that’s true, too.”

[suckondescoconuts]

Tᴇɴɢᴇɴ Uᴢᴜɪ☘︎︎

𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝

𐦐ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕖𐦐

Stamina! This man has stamina, which are we surprised? He has like three wives. That stamina is worst than Rengoku and he makes you exercise.

The type to spank you in public, just see your embarrassed face.

This man's groans is from heaven.

But he's a total asshole. He will tease and push you to your limit to see your reaction, which he thinks is funny.

Also likes to watch you please yourself and his wives. Definitely gets hard when all four of all start making out and finger/eat each other out. Just watches from the back smiling at how hot y'all are without you guys knowing that he's in the room, just so ✨flashy✨

Very cocky.

No doubt his voice will be raspier during aftercare. Man sounds like he just woke up from a good ass sleep (kinda hot).

Can lift you up, so meaning if he wants to leave and or is horny, he will just lift you up and carry you to the bed or to home like that one episode where he tried to kidnap Aoi and slapped her on the ass (Pedophile).

Warning he will do that exact thing to you.

Favorite position has to be you on his lap or folded in half.

Breading kink, am I right gals?

Big, not like Gyomei big, but big to make you see a little bulge in your tummy. Thick too.

Likes to dress you up in a pretty lingerie. Maybe will buy a cute set for his wives to match with you.

Praises you, saying how good your taking him.

He's fast (not rengoku fast), but very romantic and passionate that it's kinda nice.

✨Thigh riding✨

𐦐𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖𐦐

This whole day Tengen has been teasing you for a long while, spanking your ass, whispering into your ears telling you what he's going to do when y'all get into the bedroom, rubbing your clit and then leaving you unsatisfied.

Now your pissed and quickly grabbed Tengan without anyone seeing you and dragged him into your shared bedroom.

"My love, what's getting you so worked up for?" He said with that sadistic's smirk.

"You know what your doing Tengen, don't play dumb with me. You have teased me all day and I'm tired of it." You said sternly while pushing open the door.

You brought him the the bed and pushed him to at least sit down (he let you push him down lol). You backed up from him and started to strip your clothes one by one, but slowly to tease him like he did to you looking away from him (revenge). He looked towards you, biting his lips and bringing his hand onto his crotch to rub his hard on.

"My love, are you really going to tease me like that?"

"Yes."

Tengen made this shocked expression, but then made a smirked one like it didn't faze him that much.

"Oh really, I see how it is then~"

He stopped rubbing himself and quickly took off his clothes just like you did, but this time he was staring at you like you were prey. You were blushing at his actions and started you started to rub your thighs together to bring some type of pleasure towards you.

When he was finished he leans back putting his hands behind against the bed to hold himself up. His penis was out hitting his stomach with a loud slap.

"Like what you see~"

And you sure did. You loved the way he looked so handsome, so pretty, you were kinda happy your married to him and his penis. It was so big, so thick you wonder if you were even wet enough to have that things inside you.

You started to walk slowly towards him seductively, trying to get him more desperate for your touch.

"Tengen I love you."

"Oh," he said surprised, not ready for that response from you " and I love you too, my love."

You finally reached to him standing right in between his thighs. You put your hands faced flat against his chest.

"Can you, lay all the way onto the bed for me?"

"Of course, my love."

He leaned back all the way onto the bed, bring his hand behind his head smirking at you wondering what's your next step. You got onto the bed too, but turned around and put your legs under his legs. Your pussy was hovering over his dick and you brought your hand out to grab his cock towards your gapping hole. You moved your hips down till his penis disappeared into you, hitting your ass onto his pelvis. Your hands landed on his thighs to help move and stabilize yourself up and down.

"Oh fuck."

You started to ride him up and down making your ass jiggle and he watched in amazement on how good you felt even though he stretched that pussy out before.

"Fuck yes, fuck onto me, my love~"

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You were in so much daze that you didn't realize that there was a noticeable bulge in your stomach, but Uzui did. He brought his right hand out laying it onto of your tummy to press into the bulge.

"Oh look at this love," You didn't know what he was talking about until you looked down and saw it. The bulge was so big you thought it was going to split you in half. "You see this, this is how we know this dick is too big for ya, but we got it to fit, right love?"

"Yes, yes!"

Then SMACK!

He smacked your ass with his left hand smirking at the jiggled it made.

He did this for a couple times until you felt yourself coming close to orgasming.

"Tengen!"

You came around his cock still moving up and down with Uzui help since he hasn't came yet.

"I'm almost there, my love, just hold on for me." And so you did.

He kept going til finally he came inside of you.

You guys stood still until he lifted you off of him to lay beside him to his chest.

"That was amazing, my love" he said kissing you on top of your forehead.

Then y'all heard someone coming, but it was too late since the door opened wide to see three wives blushing.

"Can we join?"

𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂'𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓰 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓑𝓨𝓔

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[aninklingof]

Just a Dream

Hello, I wrote a fic 😊

This is an AU where Dream’s bed is possessed by a tickle monster. There will (hopefully) be at least 2 more parts after (Part 2 here). Also there’s fanart of the scene at the end 😁

Thanks @skylolasaysstuffsblog for proofreading the first part ❤️

Lee! Dream supremacy!!! 💚

Warnings: swearing, slightly intense tickles ✨platonic!✨

Enjoy!

~~~~~

Dream blinked his eyes open slowly. He didn’t know what time it was, but his body told him it was too early to be awake. He willed himself to roll over to go back to sleep but he did nothing more than wiggle a little, seemingly stuck to the bed on his back spreadeagled.

Realizing that he couldn’t move was the kick he needed to gain full clarity. Dream pulled at his wrists but they didn’t move. He lifted his head to look down at his ankles, but his eyes found something much worse.

A tall shadowy blob with purple catlike eyes towered over him from the foot of his bed. Tentacles squirmed over the walls and ceiling— Dream couldn’t tell if they were shadows or not.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” the creature purred.

“Who— wh-what are you..?” Dream stuttered.

“I am the new tenant under your bed. I was just creeping out for a midnight snack, and it seems I’ve found one.”

Dream didn’t like the sound of that.

“Wha-what do you mean t-teNAT—!!” The blonde man squealed and squirmed upon feeling a curious flick from one of the figure’s tentacles against his side.

“Sensitive one aren’t we~?” The creature cooed. “I’m gonna have fun with you~”

More tendrils slithered closer to Dream’s body, stretched out and vulnerable as if he were served up on a silver platter to this monstrosity that seemed to only want to tickle him.

“Wahait wait wait hahang on a sehehECOND—!” Dream shrieked upon feeling dozens of tentacles begin tickling him all at once. He had no idea what was going on or how any of this was possible for that matter, all he could focus on were the velvety wiggling arms that tickled so terribly.

“Does someone have a ticklish tummy~?” The tickle monster teased deviously, a few arms pausing their attack to lift Dream’s tank top and expose his warm skin.

“Ohohohoh gohohohohod plehehehease!! Whahahahat dohohoho yohohohou wahahahahant?!” The blonde man begged between wheezes and squeaks of hysterical laughter. He felt the tip of a tentacle tease the edge of his bellybutton. “FUHUHUHUCK NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!!!”

“Nawww, blondie’s got a tickly tum button does he~?” The shadow taunted excitedly. “Your laughter is much sweeter here, I think I’ll explore that further.”

The dreaded tentacle dipped into Dream’s navel and wriggled around wildly, throwing the poor man into silent shuddering cackles. The torture on his poor belly button was accompanied by several more tendrils teasing his belly and sides, as well as a few wiggling under his shorts to tickle his thighs and into his armpits.

Dream felt like he was losing his mind. It tickled so bad that he simply went limp and laughed. He squeezed his eyes shut and squeals and shrieks wracked his nerves— he was going to die.

And then as soon as it started it stopped. The tickle monster may have said something before it slinked back under the blonde’s bed but Dream couldn’t care. His body still buzzed with the worst residual tickles and all he could do was lay there and let them pass. Somehow in that time he managed to slip back to sleep, exhausted from the intense tickle torture he’d received.

The next time Dream opened his eyes sunlight streamed through the blinds and he shielded himself from the prying light. He rolled over to pick up his phone to check the time, jumping at the small spark of tickly energy that ran down his whole left side as it brushed against the bed.

He squeaked softly and his hand dropped to rub away the effect, his own fingers brushing his bare skin only serving to worsen the feeling.

The memories of the sudden tickle attack in the middle of the night came rushing back to Dream all at once then and he shivered. Was all that real? His shirt was pushed way up and he was super sensitive, but the shirt could be explained away by midnight squirming. As for the sensitivity he had no clue.

After Dream changed into less smelly clothes (seemed he’d sweated a lot that night, odd) he trudged down to the kitchen to find George and Sapnap already awake.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” George greeted. The words sent a chill through Dream’s spine.

“Morning,” he mumbled shyly, his cheeks glowing a faint red as he busied himself with making a bowl of cereal.

“You feeling okay Dream?” Sapnap asked as he set his phone down.

“Hm? Yeah I’m fine,” the blonde answered, wincing at the nervous voice crack that squeaked out of him.

Sapnap stood and walked over to him, placing the back of his hand on Dream’s forehead and cheeks. “You look flushed, are you feeling hot?”

“Sap, I’m fine. Thank you though.” Dream leaned into the younger’s hand gratefully. “Just had a rough night.”

“I heard you giggling in your room late last night,” George spoke up for the first time since greeting Dream, now sitting on the counter sipping a cup of orange juice.

Dream went rigid and chuckled nervously. “D-did you?”

“Yeah. Got up for a midnight snack and heard you giggling your head off,” the brunette explained with a forced neutral face. “What were you giggling at, hm?”

If Dream hadn’t been so caught off guard by George’s sudden input he would’ve probably realized that George could tell something was off with his best friend. However, the blonde’s brain was buzzing chaotically and he couldn’t get his thoughts straight.

“Dream?” Sapnap spoke, his voice still laced with concern.

“What..?”

“You didn’t answer me. What were you giggling at?” George pressed, crossing his arms over his chest impatiently.

“I—“ Dream sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. “I had a really weird vivid dream last night… I think it was a dream at least.”

George and Sapnap shared a look before leading the blonde man to the living room couch and squishing him between them, comforting Dream as he explained his dream embarrassedly.

“That’s pretty wild,” Sapnap said at the end of Dream’s story, his cheeks tinted a slight pink.

“But it was just a dream, yeah? So it’s alright, it’s not real.” George added before squeezing Dream tighter and scratching comfortingly at his curls.

The blonde furrowed his brows in thought, still relaxing a bit from the older’s hand in his hair. “But it felt so… real. It was so bad.”

“Dream, you don’t have a tickle monster under your bed.” George stated firmly, warm brown eyes staring into bright green. “It was just a dream.”

The blonde blinked and looked away. He then nodded and leaned back into George. “Right… just a dream.”

~~~~~

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✨My Dastardly Villain~✨

F!Hero Reader x M!Villain Yan OC

Part 3~

His Info: 💰✨

Part 1

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!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: F!Reader, reader has a vagina, reader referred to as she/her, readers alias is Solar, protected sex, dub con(reader doesn’t know it’s the same guy he knows it’s us.) P in V, rough sex, kidnapping a kid(in a not so serious way. ((still a serious thing irl) legit shoulda just called the cops, but this is for entertainment purposes XD LOL luv u, but plz don’t do this XD) explicit language

Song Rec: i like the way you kiss me - Artemas

Your arms lock around his hot, silver chain covered neck, he holds you back by the sides. His face turned so your kiss lands on his cheek, “Woah, someone’s eager,” He laughs nervously.

Your heart clenches in guilt, “Sh-shit sorry!” You step back instantly, “I thought that was why you really invited me back…” you smile apologetically.

“It’s all good, I just… Had a weird day,” He stretches up and messes with his dreaded hair. His shirt hem lifts with his arm~

You turn away momentarily, “Uhg! sorry! I still gotta cool off!” now it’s your turn with nervous laughter.

“I could get you some Ice” His laugh this time comes from his belly, it’s that same sound you practically fell in love with at the bar. He really makes you melt, and he’s not even doing anything!

"That might actually help" You spin back around to join in his smiles.

"Gods, you're so hot for little old me, that ice will actually help?" His voice is low and gravely right now.

You cover your heat filled face, "Okay! If you don't wanna fuck This second you better not tease me, Kai!"

"okay okay, hah, 'm sorry," he pats you on the head, looking down at you, "and it has nothing to do with you..." not even he's convinced. Its all to do with you... You're Solar... He's had issues with you interrupting his work for so long now—

Wait—

He's had so much pent up energy towards you, and now you're right here practically begging him to fuck you. As he looks you over, your arms are down holding your hands in each other, your legs press together, and shake with wanting.

"Actually Y/N... Get on the bed."

You almost *Yippeee!* at the development, none the wiser to the villain's newest plot. You jump on the bed, legs rubbing together and already panting.

He grabs a condom from his nightstand.

"Good." as he approaches he sheds clothing, chains tinkling and clinking as he does~ oh gods, your core is burning! "Roll over."

As you do he grabs your ankle and roughly pulls you to the edge of the bed, your body flies back in his grasp as if you weigh as much as a limp rope on the mattress.

He checks you, sliding his fingers between your folds and you're already so wet for him, but he still grabs lube and spreads it over the condom on the outside. He's not planning to be nice, but he isnt cruel.

"oh gods!" you feel the cold lube touch you first, eliciting intense shivers.

"Your pussy is so hot," He pushes in slowly, stretching you as he bottoms out.

"i-is it good?" you gasp with how full you feel. His hand finds your tummy and pushes in, creating so much pressure inside of you, you're already bursting when you cry out "Ah!~"

"So good~" He groans, he hasn't even moved and you're already cumming messily all over his cock. "you must've wanted me so bad, Y/N~"

"I do! I-I Really L-want your cock! Pl-lease!~" You gasp excitedly, your hips moving and shaking and pushing into his hips taking him as deep as you can.

"gods," his voice rumbles through you. His free hand caresses chills into your back as it hikes up your body to your neck, and back down before going back up. His touch is so soft, your shaking under it.

His hand finally stops tickling you and roaming when it finds your neck, he caresses you there just as softly, wrapping around your flesh until he's pulling you up into his chest by just your throat.

Your mouth is open, tiny, hushed little moans leaving freely.

He finally moves his length in you, pulling out agonizingly slow, and then~

*plop!*

He thrusts so hard into you, ripples flow over your flesh.

You swear you'd die if you were anywhere else, but here, right now.

*plop!* *plop!* *slap!* *plop!*

He's using your throat to control your body as he fucks you from underneath, all the muscles in his legs taught with the force he's using.

His skin glistens with a sheen of sweat and yours does too as you continue to reach for the mattress, or his hard legs, or anything at all for purchase against his brutal pace but you can hardly reach any of it. He's too tall, so you're just being used as a ragdoll for his pleasure, and you're loosing your mind in the process.

You've lost track of how many times you've came, you were never counting to begin with, they've all been blending amazingly with the building pleasure coil that feels like it'll never snap! You keep wanting more, even thought you definitely are not going to be able you walk after this.

He finally throws you back down onto the mattress and you feel like you can catch your breath for a second until he's ramming into you harder than before using your own hips as a tool to hold you in place. Your whole body jostles with orgasmic waves of pleasure now as he continues fucking you into the mattress chasing his own imminent high. and when he cums, he cums buckets; filling the condom and spilling it out all over your quivering pussy and thighs.

You gasp starting to actually catch your breath with your messed up face pressed into the duvet, when he reaches over you into his nightstand for another condom.

~

He let you use his family shower, you both decided to take them separately, since he seems like he could keep going and you want nothing more than to keep being used by him…

But! You’re here for another reason, not just sex.

Although…

The sex is so~ nice.

*POP*

You feel something hard and hot grinding into your crotch, before you even open your eyes.

You teleported into his literal lap.

at least you don’t have to try and walk back.

“Wow, I was just thinking about you too,” he laughs and caresses up your sides.

You cover your face, “How did you know!?”

“That’s what I was gonna tell you; teleportation, it’s just like summoning. When you think hard enough about something, you just bring it to you, or you to it.”

“It’s that simple?”

“Well, the thing i was gonna actually help you with, was figuring out how you’re gonna start to control your thoughts. It’s -ah-” He sighs under your weight, “It’s different for every person.”

“What about some of the— Wait.” an idea strikes you like a lightning bolt! “What if i think about Sobek! He’s probably doing something pretty dastardly right now! I could just-”

“NO-!”

*POP*

Air rushes around you as you fall back into Kai’s lap.

“Ooof!” his legs close around you, oh shit!

“Sorry!! Oh my gods! are you okay!?”

“Just—my balls” He wheezes.

You climb off of him, legs squishing down into the mattress, rocking him around.

“Huh, why didn’t that work?” you think for a second about Sobek again. Reaaallly hard. His stupid hips, and tiny waist. He looks so hot.

*POP*

You land on top of Kai’s back this time as he’s still hunched over on the bed.

“STOP!” he coughs out in a higher pitched and cracking voice.

“Oh! sorry!! I don’t know why it’s not working!!”

“Maybe h-he’s got like a-shield o-or something…” he had to think fast, and that’s what he came up with.

You think about it for a second, “Yeah you’re probably right. Sorry about falling on you… Do you need some—”

“Get back on the bed.”

A little later~

You decided you’d get more done at central park. In public. since you can’t stop fucking eachother long enough to actually get any thing done.

When you get into your rental car you don’t even notice that keys are already in the ignition.

You definitely didn’t notice—

“Mama? H-hey you’re no my mama!” The cute squeaky voice of a child rings out from the backseat.

“Kai…”

“Y/N…”

You say in unison before slowly turning to look at the less than five year old.

You slowly look back eachother.

And then back at the kid. And then foreword. “Kai… We just kidnapped someone’s kid.” You keep your words quiet.

“What do you mean We!?” He whisper-yells back “It’s your rental we got mixed up!!”

“oooo, if my mama finds out you’re both in trouble…”the kid adds.

“Where-Where abouts is your mommy?” You ask… Hoping the kid knows a street maybe.

“Cony island!!!”

“Okay kid, we definitely did not pick you up at—” You start.

“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” The kid screeches.

“Okay!!! okay! Cony Island! jeeze.” Kai covers his ears, and yells back at the child.

“No! why would we take the kid to—”

“If you take me to Cony Island, I’ll tell my mama dis was allllll a misstake.” they’re blackmailing you now. a child.

You drive, weaving down busy streets through skyscrapers until you make it to the East coastline, the ferris wheel noticeable from where you are already.

The kid bounces in the backseat with excitement. It’s really quite cute actually. They are just so innocent and tiny. Even though they’re BLACKMAILING YOU. Oh well. What’s the harm in some carnival time?

You and Kai each take a hand of the child, leading them to the bridge, careful not to let them wander even the slightest bit away from you both.

You’re smiling at all the lively and noisy people around you, while Kai is a little too focused on only you. He doesn’t notice a tent pole he walks straight into it, or a couple of people that he shoulder checks.

The way your smile is lighting up the open air, and your swinging your hand with a smiling happy kid that isn’t even yours.

Now he’s shy.

He was so angry earlier, and now he just can’t believe that your the same person that’s always getting in his way.

You take the kid on the tea cups while Kai watches, he isn’t much into spinning rides, he says.

He grabs some cotton candy and an elephant ear; his favorite sweet. The cinnamon sugar over an airy, crusty deliciously fried thin bit of bread! MM!!

he’s enjoying himself when you and the kid sway over to him while giggling, neither of you can walk straight after how fast you had been spinning the little cup.

He can’t help but laugh along with you. The kid reaches up for Kai, as if to say “up!”

He gives the kid the rest of his sweets and their little chubby face lights up! It’s just darling! Then he picks the little one up, and holds him against his side. The kid is spilling cinnamon sugar and sticky sweetness all over Kai’s nice black jacket, but he doesn’t care. It’s a beautiful day and he gets to spend it with you…

He can’t help but be infected by your joy in such a weird circumstance.

“Seconds stweet” they say as you walk to a game booth that had the kid’s eyes glued to a stuffed toy.

“Yes! Thank you!! we’ll win you this prize and take you home, sound good kid?” You ask them.

“Yus! Thank you for today!” They say with big cute bright eyes. “mm gettin sweepy” They’re little head drapes over Kai’s shoulder. Both of your hearts thump! it’s just too cute!

You throw a couple darts, hitting and popping every balloon. The man hands you a giant teddy bear, and you carry it and the now sleeping child back to the car.

When you make it back you explain to the worried parents that prove it’s their child by the car documents and their ID’s matching. You may have kidnapped the kid, but you didn’t want to give them to the wrong people!

The parents seem less mad and more just thankful their child is safe and happily napping in their car seat.

They tell you to leave, understandably. You both nod and go to your actual rental. Where you have to pull your keys out of your pocket this time to drive away.

You both sigh out shaky laughs.

“We should have probably just called the cops.” You tell each other and laugh more.

You end up back at Cony Island…

Your hands entwined as you just enjoy each other’s company this time… You didn’t really plan this. But you’re both happy in this moment.

The salty air of the dirty beaches nearby, and the beautiful blue sky with just a couple of fluffy little clouds above, has you both smiling peacefully.

You lead him to the ferris wheel as the sun is setting turning the sky hot orange.

you’re holding each others hand, not saying a thing when Kai looks to you, “Be my girlfriend, Y/N.”

“You don’t know me that well though….” You look down, thinking about possibly being a disappointment if he were to find out more about you.

“I want to.” He says, picking up your face to lock eyes with yours. “I want to get to know you. And I want to be exclusive while I do.”

“Woah.” You don’t mean to say it out loud, “I want to know you too, Kai.”

He kisses you, seriously kisses you. Nothing but lips this time, nothing even sexual about it. It’s as if you’re signing a binding contract. The ferris wheel pod rocks as the wheel stops turning. It’s your turn at the top now. But neither of you look out at the world below, you’re too enthralled by each other to even notice.

You breathe in each others’ scent as you pull away. he’s always smelling like sweets. It makes you feel dizzy and giddy.

His hand ghosts down your arm, and goosebumps rise in his wake. The tickle of his featherlight fingers over your flesh, has you gasping. He keeps doing it as your head leans into his shoulder, and your hand hold his free one. The sky darkens in the time it takes you to go around the wheel two more times, until you both are satisfied and tired enough to head back.

He drives you back to your place, and carries your sleepy form inside…

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Rosie getting sick With a fever and start throwing up. JACK takes care of them because you're out but she's dying to see you

The sickies • jack Harlow

GENRE: fluff

WARNING: sick Rosie

PAIRING: jack Harlow x reader, dad! Jack harlow

AUTHOR NOTE: Rosie is a daddies girl so this is unlike her to want the reader so much

REQUEST ARE FUCKING CLOSED

Mini Harlow masterlist

©writing by Iguessweallcrazyithinktho do not steal or repost any of my content anywhere without my consent

Enjoy

🌸☁️💗🧚✨💅🏾🌺🌷🌠🍓🍭🎠🌼☄️

It was around 8am when jack woke up to the sound of cry. He opened his eyes confused as to what was going on. His eyes turned to your side of the bed, you weren't there. Around 6am you had left to do some business work leaving Jack and Rosie there alone.

The sound of the crying getting louder woke jack up more. He realized it was Rosie. Jack rubbed his eyes and kicked off the blanket. He walked out of the bedroom to Rosie's that was right down the hall.

When he opened the door he was met with Rosie face full of tears. Jack looked at her shirt to see she had thrown up over it.

"oh bug, what happened?" He walked over to her, despite the vomit on her shirt he picked her up and placed her on the edge of the bed which was clean.

"tummy hurts." Rosie said through her tears. Jack sighed and placed his hand on her forehead. Right away he can feel that she was burning up. She was sick.

"you're very hot. Let's go get you cleaned up." Jack picked her up placed her on the floor. He went straight to her bathroom and turned on the water while she sat on the toilet waiting for him to finish.

"you mad at me?" Rosie pouted through her tears. Jack turned to her and frown. "Why would I be mad bug?"

"I made a mess." Her doe eyes that were about to spill tears looked up at him. Jack heart broke. He didn't like seeing Rose like this. She was usually so full of energy but when she was sick she was so sad that tugged on his heart strings.

"no I'm not mad at you baby girl." Jack said in a soft voice hoping it'll calm her down. "You got sick that's not something we can control."

Rosie nodded. "Otay "

"ok, let's get rid of these dirty close and take a quick bath."

Jack got rid of Rosie's dirty pajamas and placed her in the warm bath. The whole time he tried to cheer her up but she wasn't having any of it. He can tell she was exhausted already.

After about 10 minutes he took her out and wrapped her in her little towel. He put her in some fresh clothes before putting her in your bed.

"I'm going to get you some medicine." He said. He walked into the bathroom and pulled some cough syrup out the cabinet before returning back to the bedroom.

"oh daddy I don't wike it." Rosie turned away from jack in attempt to not take the medicine. "I know, but it'll make you feel better."

Rosie whined but took it anyways. When she swallowed she made a sour face making jack laugh.

"is it yummy." Rosie looked at him with an angry face. Jack knew what was up.

"where's mama?"

"mommy's at work."

Rosie huffed, "but I want to see her."

"I know, but you can't see her now." Jack knew by the tears forming in her eyes she was about to throw a fit.

"how about we call mommy!?"

Rosie nodded and reached for his phone before he even got the chance to do it himself. Jack dialed your number and waited for you to pick up. Rosie sat on his lap her eyes glued to the phone.

"after the second ring you finally picked up. "Oh hello you two.”

"mama, I miss you. Come home now."

You took notice of Rosie's rough throat. "Oh mamas are you sick?"

Rosie nodded and pouted. "I fhew up."

"oh I'm so sorry. I'm not going to be home in a while. Can you wait a little longer?"

"no I want you back now!" Rosie started to get cranky causing jack to chime in. "Hey these next few hours will go by fast. Before you know it mommy will be home ok?"

Rosie looked at her daddy, her lip was still pouted making him pout himself.

"otay."

" I gotta go." You said. "I love you bug, you get some sleep ok?"

She nodded. "By mama. Come home soon."

With that you hung. You really didn't want to, , but you had to. There was nothing more you wanted then to go home and cuddle her, but work was a priority right now. You knew jack had it though.

"I hungwy."

"you wanna eat. How about some soup and grilled cheese." Rosie's eyes widen. It was the first time today he saw a little excitement from her.

"yes. Gwilled cheeseeee!"

Jack got up. "Ok grilled cheese and soup it is." Jack put on some cartoons for Rosie while he got her some food.

15 minutes later he walked back into the room with a tray of grill cheese and tomato soup. "Now Ro you can't tell mommy we're eating in bed. She'll be very angry."

"she won't be angry with me daddy. She will be angry at you." Rosie took a bite of her grilled cheese and turned back to the TV. Jack shook his head but laugh.

After eating jack went to go clean the dishes and put Rosie's dirty sheets ib the laundry.

When he came back to the room she was fast asleep. He sighed tucking her in. She was finally back asleep, but jack knew she'll have a rough time when she woke up and saw you were not home yet.

Jack killed some time by cleaning up, writing some verses and making some more soup for when Rosie got up(the perfect house husband).

When she woke up, two hours later, she walked into the living room rubbing her eyes. "Why you leave me all alone daddy?"

She walked over to him. He picked her up and she cuddled into his chest. "I had to clean up a bit."

Rosie hummed. "Otay. My tummy don't hurt a lot anymore." She said proudly as she pulled away. "That's good!" Jack laughed as she pushed her rowdy curls out of her face with the back of her hands as she smiled.

"I made you more soup. This time chicken noodle soup."

"I don't wanna eat till my Mommy gets home." Rosie tucked her head into Jack's neck and let out a soft sigh. Jack decided not to fight her on it. When she was hungry she would eat. He wasn't going to force her to do something she didn't want to.

-

A few hours had gone by since Rosie woke up. Her and Jack passed the time by watching some harry Potter. Jack also brought up fairy talk to which Rosie spent ages talking about. Even though he was kinda bored he loved seeing her a little bit like her normal self.

You on the other hand were just making your way home. You missed jack and Rosie like crazy and you know they did as well. Jack keep you updated about Rosie throughout the day. He Keep telling you about how she kept asking for you. You know your baby missed you a lot.

You walked into the house. The first thing you could hear was the TV playing in the living room. Five seconds later you hear footsteps against the floor before Rosie appeared in the foyer.

"mommy." She giggled and did a little hop of excitement before running to you.

"hi. I missed you so much." You hugged her and kissed her head. She pulled away after a bit and pointed to her tummy. "My tummy."

"oh yeah you're a little sick, but you know what? You're going to be better soon."

You kissed her cheek making her laugh a bit. Jack soon made his way to front door to see you holding Rosie.

"daddy mama home!!"

Rosie pointed to you with a huge smile on her face. "I see that. That's crazy."

Jack walked over to you and kissed you.

"now we can eat soup cause mommy home." Rosie wiggled from your arms and ran to the kitchen.

"did she prevent you from eating until I got home?" You asked as you took off your heels. Jack nodded and rolled his eyes. "Yes. But it was worth it I guess."

You laughed and grabbed Jack's hand. "Lets go eat."

You, jack and Rosie ate the soup jack made earlier. The whole time Rosie sat on your lap and tried to feed you crackers but you kindly declined them from the sick child.

Once dinner was done you all got ready for bed. Rosie suggested she sleep with you and Jack, but you talked her out of it after a brief discussion. It didn't take her long to fall asleep either. On her fresh sheets she fell right asleep.

You walked into the bedroom, jack was already in bed waiting for you.

"come here." He opened his arms up. "I haven't got time to you all day."

You laughed and jumped into bed into his arms. You gave him a quick kiss before settling down beside him.

"you had a long day didn't you?"

Jack ran his fingers through his curls and relaxed into the bed. "Yep, I had a long one. She missed you like crazy. Lots of coughing and sneezing along the way, but we made it."

"I'm very proud of you." You said kissing him again. "I just hope you aren't sick tomorrow cause then I gotta take care of you. "

"I won't be sick tomorrow I promise."

The next morning you woke up to a sick jack in bed beside you. You weren't complaining. He did do everything yesterday so now it was your turn to take of your sick babies. It was long and hard, but it was worth it.

[kerwynlar]

✨This post is from a belly kink blog. If that’s not your thing please keep scrolling.✨

I was having Good Omens thoughts inspired by the ox scene. So I turned to ao3 and was not disappointed. Among other good stuff there was this fic.

And now I’m obsessed with the idea of Crowley turning into a snake and cuddling Aziraphale’s overfull belly. So…

Aziraphale leaned back in his seat, hands roaming his distended belly. He had unbuttoned his waistcoat some time ago and had miracled his shirt to stretch. But even with the addition of supernatural elasticity, it was pulling tight across his middle.

“Oh my.” Aziraphale’s voice was breathy, with a hint of the groan he was holding back. His stomach gave an unpleasant gurgle and he hiccuped. “Excuse me. I do believe I’ve eaten a bit too much.” Fortunately he knew just what would help him feel better.

Aziraphale looked up at where Crowley was sitting nearby, wine glass dangling from his long fingers and a laconic smile on his lips. Crowley’s sunglasses had been set aside hours ago and his yellow eyes were fixed on Aziraphale’s belly.

“Crowley,” Aziraphale said, drawing the demon’s attention up to his face, “would you do the thing?”

Crowley’s smile widened. “What thing, angel?”

Oh, he was playing dumb? Well, Aziraphale knew how to handle that too. He put on his sweetest pout and arched his back a little, pushing his rounded belly out. “You know,” he said with just a hint of a whine in his voice. “Help my tummy. It’s your fault I’m so very full.”

“My fault, eh?” Crowley stood, all serpentine grace, and sauntered over to join Aziraphale on the sofa.

“Yes,” Aziraphale pouted. “You tempted me.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that, angel.” Crowley placed his hand on Aziraphale’s swollen belly. “I think mossst of thisss was all you.”

Aziraphale managed to keep his smirk internal: the sibilance in Crowley’s voice indicated that he was about to get what he wanted.

Crowley began rubbing Aziraphale’s belly and it felt absolutely lovely.

“You’re ssssssso warm,” Crowley breathed.

Aziraphale luxuriated in the feeling of Crowley’s hands soothing the tightness and grumbling of his stomach for a few minutes, then ran his hand up Crowley’s arm.

“Wouldn’t you like to get closer, dear?” he asked quietly.

“Yesssss.” Crowley was already morphing: skin darkening to black scales, arms and legs disappearing into his sides. Aziraphale quickly unbuttoned and opened his shirt, baring the taut skin. 

And then a three-foot-long python was slithering up his side and onto his belly. The snake’s cool body encircled the rounded mass, and his movement and weight worked as an incredibly effective belly rub.

Aziraphale belched and excused himself, then let his head fall back as he enjoyed the feeling of Crowley on his belly. The massage of Crowley’s movements, the weight of the enormous amount of food inside him, the wine he had consumed (not nearly as much as Crowley, he’d been too busy eating, but it was having an effect all the same), all combined to lull him into a stupor. He belched again, and the tightness in his belly was noticeably reduced. Aziraphale groaned in pleasure and relief. “Thank you, my dear boy,” he mumbled sleepily. 

The snake stilled, but remained curled on his belly and Aziraphale stroked the smooth scales of his head for a few minutes before reaching over to pull a throw blanket over them both. He encircled Crowley in his arms and fell asleep.

[starryeyedadmirer]

✨Damn, he looks so good😫…✨

[thiqqbabey]

My morning started early with getting woken up by my beloveds belly audibly churning. I forgot I fell asleep with my head on his belly waiting to hear the results of the days meals. He was so bloated and firm but there was nothing but soft thumps of tiny air bubbles shifting.

I wasn’t surprised though considering he started with a late lunch, barbecue wings, that already had his tummy grumbling as he had an afternoon nap. Then only to have a very filling dinner two hours later, consisting of some foods that are known to upset his stomach. He told me he was full not long into the meal but he continued to have a decent portion of the entree, and didn’t fail to make a point to tease me. He even had the idea to get a large milkshake on the way home. In case you didn’t know, my beloved is lactose intolerant and a masochist.

I can feel my face getting warmer thinking about the fact that there’s more. We relaxed and fucked around, and after a few hours and several puffs the munchies set in his belly was already struggling but I guess it’s less intense when you’re high. My love had a full on meal consisting if two generous pb&j sandwiches, potato chips, two cheese sticks, and a full glass of milk…again, lactose intolerant. I wanted to see if I could push him a bit further so I put an opened can of ginger ale infront of him, and I can proudly say he finished everything.

Like I said earlier I fell asleep on his belly, but I didn’t hear anything until I was woken up early in the morning. I pushed a bit around and it was incredibly reactive, it didn’t take much until he was letting out little moans. I do think I pissed his already upset belly off cause it would let out violent gurgles that could be felt and he would let out a hard grunt. Anyway, I spent my morning rubbing his belly, pushing in and hearing the rush and groan as it sluggishly tries to cope with being pushed around. He eventually woke up and was already looking a lil groggy and heavy. My beloved then said his stomach wasn’t feeling good, and I cannot tell you how intense the heart flutters got. Just the genuine acknowledgment and knowing exactly why he doesnt feel good melts me.

I do wanna add that later on when things got ✨spicy✨ he moaned in my ear telling me his stomach hurts and he needs me to rub it and take care of him and upset tummy and just the moans that turn to whimpers gets me everytime.

[brandycranby]

happy sleeeepover brandy bby!! 🫶🩶☁️✨ okay, time to choose:

1) sweet saturday movie marathon with frank 🥺 he takes you to the store to get all your favorite snacks, queues up all your favorite movies on the tv in his room, you get to snuggle up all day in his big safe bed 🥺🫶 pajamas all day long! maybe new ones he got you just for your special day 🥺 with a little mid-afternoon nap ofc bc you’re just his sleepy little baby 😌 waking up to tummy rubs and a film playing in the background, he’s looking down at you with so much love in his eyes 🥺 “there’s my sweet girl. hi honey, you have a good nap? you slept through the end of the last one, didn’t want to wake my sleeping beauty. c’mere, baby. aww, you just need all the snuggles, don’t you?” ordering your favorite takeout for dinner!

2) mini saturday trip to the city with ransom! getting all dressed up (he dresses up too bc he knows it’ll make you happy 😌) and he takes you out in his nicest car, wanting to show you off and treat you like royalty hehe 🫶 going to all the nicest shoppes and boutiques, him spoiling you with whatever you want and more, “look at this, baby! you gotta try it on, gonna look so pretty on you. no no no, don’t look at the price tag, sweetheart. it’s your special day, remember? c’mon, let me spoil my girl” 🥺 maybe seeing a play or ballet in the afternoon, then getting ice cream! more shopping and sightseeing, then a luxurious dinner at the nicest restaurant in the city 😌 he def rents out the whole place for you, you fall asleep on the car ride home to him singing softly to the radio 😌

evil eun 😣👉🏻👈🏻 i don't want to choose!!! 😭 don't make me!!!

i love ransom, i do 🥺💕 but i am a very sleep eepy girlie and going out sounds like a pain. and renting out the whole place 😭 bb nooo, we have to save for the future, what if something happens (<- i am too anxious). maybe i'd choose ransom on another day (am so sorry)

frank 🥺🫶🏻✨💕 safe frank, warm frank. big grumpy frank with his rough hands touching my scalp, brushie brushie until i fall asleep 😣 and before!! going to the dollar store to get all the snacks, his favorites too ofc i wonder what he likes. just having a good day inside being veggies 😔 i'll choose frank, my sweetheart

I FEEL TERRIBLE THOUGH 🥲 what if, what if i just laid on top of ransom and refused to move, huh? what then? we can't go out then

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saturday sleepover (come distract me)

[giggly-bun]

My love for this man is too strong, I can’t help it-

If you wouldn’t mind Cyno for the ask thing ^^✨

{tickle asks}

1. what spot makes them BEG for mercy?

the set of ribs just below his armpits is a killer! also rubbing nails along his inner thigh is a sure death spot.

2. are wake up tickles a thing?

he’s usually the one to give them out, especially when he wakes up next to tighnari, but on the occasion where nari wants revenge cyno is subjected to morning tickles :D

3. do they react differently to different people tickling them?

not really, his first instinct will always be to try and bare the tickling and fight back a smile.

4. whats they're laugh like?

so so cute! he usually always grits his teeth at first to stop the giggles but after a while he’ll literally explode with laughter. he giggles </3

5. are they embarrassed that they're ticklish

no he’s not! he doesn’t get tickled very often be he only wants it to be people he’s comfortable with (nari, kaveh, haitham and traveller) so he’s not embarrassed about the situation :3

6. do they seek revenge after being tickled?

of course hehe you don’t really think you can get away from the general mahamatra do you? (´∀｀)

7. do they squirm a lot?

he’s a roller ㅠㅠ if he’s lying on his back he’ll roll onto his tummy, if it’s his left side he’ll roll to his right. even if it doesn’t get rid of the feeling he will roll anyway but the tickles.

8. does verbal teasing make it worse?

not really. he’s a strong willed guy, the only thing that really make it worse is tickling him on his death spots ehehe

A/N omg chibi i love your work so much thank you for the request hun! - bunny 🔮

[aninklingof]

A Massage for Dream

Here’s this from a concept I voiced in a server— enjoy :3

Lee! Dream, Lers! George & Sapnap

Warnings: none, SFW tickle fic ✨platonic✨

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Dream sunk down the trunk of a tree to the ground with a groan, clutching at his legs. Throbbing pain pulsed through his thighs almost rhythmically and he sighed in defeat.

The day before he’d done a lot of running and jumping through trees and across vast plains. At the time his legs felt fine. They burned for a bit right after but other than that they were relatively painless.

However Dream woke up that morning to the same ache he was feeling now. Despite this he really wanted to practice more full body-driven sword fighting, a type of training that required the use of his legs to really drive his attacks.

After about thirty minutes or so of pushing through near-unbearable pain the blonde decided that it was a lost cause; that the pain in his legs was too bad to practice. And he wasn’t happy with himself about it.

“Hey Dream!” The familiar voice of George called as the brunette trotted over to the tree. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just that my legs really hurt from yesterday,” Dream huffed, rubbing his left thigh and wincing.

“Well don’t push yourself too much, idiot.”

“I know I know, I’m not gonna train right now,” the man grumbled. “I’m pissed about it though. I really wanted to work on my sword fighting skills.”

George stayed silent for a moment before piping up. “What if I gave you a massage?”

“On my legs?”

“Yeah!”

Dream’s face grew a little pink and he pressed his lips together tightly. The look in his green eyes read nervousness, but not the anxiety kind. More lighthearted, giddy almost.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea…”

“Why not?” George pried, his curiosity now peaked by the younger’s reaction.

“W-well… I mean, I don’t want you to feel like you have to—“ Dream stuttered, fiddling with the fabric of his green hoodie.

“I don’t, I’m offering,” George replied, the pieces slowly starting to click in his brain. His lips quirked into a smirk. “I insist.”

Dream’s eyes widened and his blush deepened. He quickly scrambled to his feet, trying and failing to hide the winces of pain. “A-actually, it’s really not that bad. I’ll talk to you later George!”

George chuckled as he watched the blonde hurry back to the community house, his walk holding a slight limp. He still wanted to give Dream a massage, but now that tickling was involved, he knew he’d need some help.

Dream stirred a pot of mushroom stew idly, glancing to and from the cookbook propped against the wall as he added different spices to the pot. The interaction he’d had with George nearly an hour ago has slipped his mind, he’d been distracting himself from the butterflies in his tummy it had left him with.

He heard the front door open and shut and Sapnap walked into the kitchen. “Hey Dream.”

“Hey Sap,” the blonde responded, taking the pot off the hot eye of the stove and shutting it off. “Made some soup.”

The ravenhead walked up behind Dream and opened his mouth, to which the ladder lifted the a spoonful for him to taste.

“Needs more salt.”

Dream nodded and added a little more salt to the mix. He tried the stew himself and hummed, “It did. Thanks.”

Sapnap, still stood behind, spoke again. “So I was talking to George earlier and he said you were having some leg pain.”

Dream froze and cleared his throat. “Uh, yeah. But I’m better now.”

“He said it was pretty bad. You sure you’re feeling better?”

“Y-yeah.”

Sapnap chuckled. “Liar.”

Suddenly the green-clad man felt Sapnap trap him in a bear hug from behind and started dragging him to the living room.

“WAH—! Sapnap let me go!” Dream shouted. He then noticed George standing in the living room, and his panic kicked up. “N-no wahait!’ Sahapnap wait—“

“Sorry Dreamie! This is for your own good!” The blaze hybrid exclaimed, lowering himself and Dream to the floor. George quickly settled himself over his shins, effectively trapping him.

“Noho wait Geheorge! Gehet ohoffa me!” He giggled, squirming in Sapnap’s arms.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that!” George said gleefully. “Your legs are sore and we need to make them feel better!”

“Thehehey’re nohohot!! Plehehease!” Dream’s giggling only grew louder, and he hadn’t even been touched yet.

Ignoring his plea George placed both hands flat on Dream’s thighs, relishing in the jump that followed. He flashed him a toothy grin, and Dream shook his head.

“P-plehehease…”

Suddenly George squeezed his thighs gently, drawing out a squeak from the man beneath him. He continued to squeeze up and down Dream’s thighs slowly as to not hurt the man, and at the same time tickle him in just the right way to get him really laughing.

And laugh he did. He tossed his head back onto Sapnap’s shoulder with a squeal before falling into loud laughter. “Nahahaha, Geheheheorgeie!! Nohohoho plehehease!!”

“Please what Dreamlee?~” Sapnap teased into his ear, making his voice low so the words rumbled and made him scrunch up with a snort.

“Sahahahap nohohohoho!”

George pressed lightly into Dream’s inner thighs, a shriek tearing from the ladder’s throat. Loud cackles poured from his lips and he squirmed and kicked his knees up and down.

“NAHA GEHEORGE! MOHOHOVE SPOHOTS!!” He screamed and slid down in the ravenhead’s hold.

Sapnap allowed this, instead hooking his arms under Dream’s. He looked at George, then down to the sliver of skin that was exposed when the blonde had moved, then back to the brunette and winked.

George caught on and his hands, which had stopped tickling Dream’s thighs to give him a breather during the silent conversation, crept towards the younger’s tummy.

“Nohoho Geheheorge, nohohot thehehERE!!” He fell into a wheeze as he felt George’s cold fingers slip under his hoodie and lightly knead at the sensitive skin on either side of his belly button. “PLEHEHEAHA—! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE OHOHOH GOHOHOHOD!!”

Falling into another wheeze George decided he’d had enough, giving his belly a quick scribble before pulling down his hoodie and climbing off his shins.

Dream melted as Sapnap dropped his arms and started raking his fingers through his blonde locks. “You good there buddy?” Sapnap asked softly.

“Yeheheah. Thahahanks guhuys,” came his giggly response.

“Do you feel better?” George said as he settled next to the two on the floor.

“Aha little. ‘M all tihingly nohow,” Dream answered and his eyes slipped closed.

“You want me to take you upstairs?” The blaze hybrid continued.

“No, right here is fihine.”

With a hum of agreement the youngest continued to play with Dream’s hair, lulling him into a peaceful sleep surrounded by his two best friends.

When he awoke a while later, his legs felt much much better.

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[dreamingbigdreams101]

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ I'm currently hyper fixating on sing (simping on buster again ʕ　˵·ᴥ·ʔ ) do you still write, if so can ya do headcanons fluff/romantic ones, whatever makes you comfortable! thank you.

of COURSE!! i LOVE writing about busterrr😍😍😍ok so here are some fluffy and romantic headcannons with buster and a girlfriend koala (pretend this is you)

⭐you see buster working on his laptop on his bed and you decide to join him. buster LOVES it when you randomly come up close to him for cuddles. he gently but playfully grabs you and kisses your head before he starts giving you fluffy cuddles🥰

⭐buster turns on so many different personalities around you and you love them all. he has his serious one, goofy one, sexy one, highly romantic one, and the cute nervous one he had when he first met you.🥺

⭐you bake him lots of treats and snacks for his hard work. he's so sweet that he will try and save you a piece, even though most of the time he will devour everything cause he rarely treats himself to anything

⭐when you sing in front of him, he gets so distracted and won't stop staring😍

⭐he also cant stop staring at you when you do your hobbies. he's thinking like, "she's so good at everything. who made this woman"🥹

⭐buster will NEVER let anybody make you feel bad. if he sees you about to cry, he's always ready to take action and confront whoever made you feel bad

⭐you even get to see buster's insecure side which nobody else sees that often. he shares everything with you. sometimes he does think he's a failure and only you know that. but you just shut him up with a suffocating hug so he cant speak anymore and a tender kiss🥹

⭐you both love to annoy each other and see each other's angry sides come out cause you guys look so hot

⭐theres nothing you love more than turning around in bed and seeing his big round fluffy face sleeping or staring back at you in the morning

⭐you love to mess up his fur too🥰

⭐you take secret videos of buster doing random stuff when he's alone🐨

⭐he's convinced that your eyes sparkle✨

⭐he tells everybody about how amazing and adorable you are😭

⭐its almost christmas! imagine you are cuddling with him after christmas dinner. you look up at him to see that he's knocked out like a baby from eating so much. you laugh to yourself and take out your phone to record yourself rubbing his full tummy and his adorable sleepy face😍

⭐even when you fall asleep in his arms he feels like he's the luckiest guy in the world carrying a million dollars. he doesn't want to let you go. he softly kisses you and carries you to bed so he can cuddle you even more

⭐whenever you guys to fun stuff together or watch something funny, you LOVE to hear his high-pitched, adorable jolly laughter that bursts out and fills the room🥹

⭐after he takes you out on a date, he will ALWAYS make it extra special by taking you to your favorite concert or place or anywhere you want!

and that's about all the ideas i have!! thanks so much for asking! i LOVE writing headcannons! i may continue to add more but thats all for now!🥰

[restlesscrybaby]

Genderbent Jack Horner x Reader? 👀👀

My bisexual heart can't get over this thought 😳👉👈

Btw, I love your stuff 💖✨

TYSMM I love this idea <33 ..

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~ GENDERBENT JACK HORNER HEADCANONS. ~

× 'I-,, I became a--' ×

☆ CONTENT WARNING: Slight nsfw themes. ☆

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

[ Jessica Rabbit theme playing. ]

Sometimes, some potions should be left on the shelf...

You guys didn't know what the potion originally was, hues of pink coiled it's harsh talons around with hues of red, drops of gold swam around like a madman...

Typically, he wouldn't try his own potions...

But, you made him.

He popped the cork off, as it made a clarifying pop sound, his index and thumb pinched the bottle. No label. No tag. No nothing.

So, why should he be scared?

I mean, he shouldn't...

But, he lifted his arm, as his lips curled around the rim of the beaker, his hand tilting the mysterious beaker up. The potion hit his mouth...

It tasted like..

Cherries-?

No, not cherries,

Vanilla-?

No, not vanilla,

It was-- Something he couldn't describe. It was harsh, yet sweet. It smelt like some kind of confetti, if it even had a smell .

Bleghh..

He took only a few sips, as he tilted hos hand down. Pulling the beaker away from his plump lips, sliding it upon the shelf.

...

It took a moment, but it struck like a train.

He shook his head, as he burped. His lips didn't change, but he could feel a change in his face. He couldn't tell what..

Something was off.. It was...

More curves.

He felt like bellowing, as his hands practically changed themselves. It didn't hurt. But ir felt strange.

Long nails adorned his original, short ones. Oh god.

His eyes widened, shock coating his face.

His chest tingled, the feeling of change ramming its uncomfy horns into it. Grew.

And grew..

Until something perky coated his chest. Two soft breasts--

His body was shifting, changing, he didn't know why!!!

You watched...

In shock.

As, stood before you,

Wasn't Jack anymore.

It was Jackelyn.

You smiled, as she turned to look at you, as she looked shocked herself.

"I'm a--" She sputtered out, as she raised her arms, peering down towards her hands, that were now soft and.. Smaller. Not too much smaller, but now that her height changed too, nothing much to do.

"You're a..?" You hummed out, awaiting for her to speak up and announce what had happened.

"I'm a WOMAN-!"

This was gonna take some getting used too.

Corset trying!

That was fun.

How she shrieked out when it was tightened, and you could only pat her hand, not being brave enough to hold it. Her bare strength could probably break it no problem.

It fit!

She hated it.

Cuddles were nicer though.

Somehow, she became softer around. You could easily lay on her, somehow she was softer than before.

She just rolled her eyes and pinched the face of her sleeping mask, only to pull it down and let it slap against her face. An angry scowl on her face as she huffed. And headed to bed.

But you always woke up.

Getting cuddled.

Her periods weren't good either,

You always comforted her, rubbed her back, cooed it was okay. But oh god, did she HATE it.

She complained, got angrier, more protective of you. Almost like a harmful stereotype.

The cramps were a killer.

She'd lay in bed, with a hand on her lower tummy, her lips puckered in pain, as she clenched her eyes shut. It hurt, bad..

But, you took care of her.

Even if she 'didn't need it'...

Yet, during this time, she sometimes struggled to even get out of bed, having no motivation..

On the topic of bed...

Hey, that was fun.

Your new sex life.

I mean..

She had many new things to try and...

Haha..

You couldn't even spit it out without having a red face.

But here you stand, beside her desk, hearing her curse and sputtered. Hoping it would end soon, she didn't want this stupid body anymore!

...

But, you couldn't lie,

You hoped it never wore off.

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× 'A CHICK!!' ×

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I HOPE TJIS IS WHAT YOU MWANT, ENJOY!!