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therhythmafterthesummer · 2 years ago

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How do you think Chris (pre getting together) would have comforted her on a bad mental health day or on a day where she’s sad?

I’m in my feels rn and am in need of some wolfie comfort immediately 😤😤😤

P.S - Love you, Rhythm! Hope you’re doing well always! 🩷

- N. 💄

sorry i held onto this one for so long! i just really wanted to write something for it. here's how i think that would go...

Pairing: Werewolf!Chan x Human!F.Reader (one of the main pairings of my WereRoomies series. you don’t really need to read any other instalment to understand/enjoy this piece). | Word Count: ~2k | Themes & Warnings: fantasy/supernatural AU · roomies idiots to ??? · fluff · hurt/comfort · pre-relationship scenario

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Fridays were supposed to be the days to unwind. They were supposed to be the day in which you could let loose and forget about work for the next forty-eight hours. At least, you figured they were supposed to be like that for most people.

This Friday particularly, though, had been absolute hell. The whole week had felt like you’d been impersonating Sisyphus and work had been your boulder. You supposed some weeks just… were like that.

Tonight, all you wanted to do was sit in your room, in the dark–preferably in complete silence and just be nothing. If anyone else came to you and so much as muttered a word you were sure you’d break down and start weeping right then and there.

Which was why, as soon as you found yourself in your flat, you went straight to your room. There was no energy left for showers or baths. All you did was take off your clothes and bury yourself under the covers.

You had a total of ten minutes of complete silence before the front door practically burst open and boisterous voices filled your home. It kick-started a twitch in your left eye, it had frustration tears pooling on your waterline, but you couldn’t just… ruin their fun.

You supposed this was the downside of having a roommate. And not only was he a roommate, but he also happened to be the alpha of a pack of wolves, which meant that more often than not your friends and neighbours made themselves at home.

It was fine. That was fine. You loved your friends, you loved to hang out with them and joke and have little parties in your flat. You loved them all, you knew it very well. But, tonight, every little noise they made made you absolutely furious, which made you feel worse because, logically, you shouldn’t be feeling furious at something like this.

Dealing with these conflicting feelings was hard, so you tried your best to just… tune everything out. With your pillow over your head to muffle any sound as best as you could, you laid on your bed, fully naked, probably leaving mascara stains on your pillowcase, but you honestly couldn’t be bothered to care.

You managed to mute all background noise… the downside was that you’d done so by replaying events of the week over and over again in your head. How you dropped your coffee mug in the middle of the lunch room on Tuesday, that very passive aggressive email one of your colleagues sent you, how you’d stumbled over your words in a meeting today…

It felt like your heart was preparing itself for a marathon with how fast it was beating, but for the most part, you were trying to ignore it. You were trying to ignore everything.

At least, until you heard a knock on your door.

“You up, pretty girl?”

Your roommate’s voice was slightly muffled, but you heard him well. Any other day, you would’ve probably felt your mood immediately lift at the sound of his gentle voice and the pet name he often used to refer to you. But, today, you couldn’t even find it in you to answer.

Eventually, you heard him walking away, and it was honestly like a weight had been lifted off of your chest.

Which, again, made you feel horrible.

You loved your friends, and your roommate was no exception. Although, you weren’t sure if it was fair to compare the feelings you had for your friends to the ones you had for him…

Regardless, the fact that you felt relieved that you didn’t have to talk to him made you feel terrible. The rational part of your brain knew that this was all due to your exhaustion, but even that couldn’t push away the feeling that you were a horrible friend because you were annoyed by his presence.

Your phone vibrated next to your head, and you immediately sighed in response.

You were tired and cranky… but you were also chronically nosy. So you picked up your phone and read the notification on the screen.

> Xtopher 🐺: hey pretty > were gonna watch an episode of that series Felix likes > feel free to join us if you want :]

You figured it was easy for your roommate, Chris, to know you were home. You’d left your shoes at the entrance, and, considering his supernatural senses, you were pretty sure he could always hear and smell whenever you were here.

You genuinely appreciated that Chris took the time to send you a text, it somehow reminded you that he wouldn’t just hate you all of the sudden because you didn’t respond to him when he knocked on your door–it probably wasn’t even the first time you’d done that, anyway.

Sleep wasn’t going to claim you anytime soon, and you were out of spoons for the day, but you’d be damned if you slept without removing your make-up. So you spent the next hour rummaging the metaphorical drawer that was your brain, just so you could hopefully find that last emergency spoon you knew would be buried under the events of the week.

By the time you’d found it, a while had passed since you’d heard your neighbours saying their goodbyes, and your roommate going in and out of the shower.

You had to do this now. If you didn’t stand up from this bed right now, you’d break your one and only self-care rule. You couldn’t let the mean part of your brain win, you just couldn’t… Your week had already been bad enough, you had to have at least one win.

So you stood up from your bed, threw on the first sleeping gown you found, and left your room.

Cleaning your face was honestly a blur. You tried to do it as fast and efficiently as possible. While you did, you debated on whether or not you had enough energy to even eat tonight, but, ultimately, you really didn’t. You weren’t even hungry, just zero appetite.

So you made it back into your room as soon as your face was clean so you could put moisturiser on your face–there was no energy left for any fancy skin care routines, so moisturiser it was. If you had to put on any extra products you’d start crying for real…

“Hey”.

“Jesus!” You whipped your head towards the door, with your hands still on your cheeks where they’d been rubbing in your moisturiser.

Chris stood at your door looking at you, wide-eyed, dressed in nothing but his lounging shorts. Any other day, the sight of his bare chest would’ve agitated the critters that had been living rent-free in your belly lately.

As it was right now, you were starting to feel genuine distress in his presence. Which, once again, made you feel like a horrible friend. Distress wasn’t an emotion that you would’ve associated with Chris in normal circumstances, but you figured this week had gone backwards enough for it to be today.

You swallowed, and turned back to look at yourself in the mirror, focusing on finishing tonight’s pathetic excuse of a skin care routine.

“You alright?” Chris’ tone was… tentative. Almost like he knew you were, in fact, not alright.

You lied anyway.

“M’fine…”

When you finished with your face, you walked right past Chris and into the bathroom to wash your hands. ‘Spread what’s left on your hands to moisturise them, too…’ you could hear your mother’s voice ringing in the back of your mind, but, honestly? If you had to deal with the feeling of cream on your hands for a second longer you’d commit crimes.

As you washed your hands, you felt Chris’ presence behind you, right outside the bathroom.

“You sure?”

“Positive”, you were, clearly, not fine. But you didn’t want to continue this conversation further, if you did, you feared what might come out of your mouth.

“Y’know you can talk to me, ri–”

“Yes! Yes, I know. I know, Chris. I really do, but I don’t want to do that, you know? I don’t wanna talk, don’t wanna hear, don’t wanna really exist for what’s left of the day, okay?! Maybe it’s better if you mind your own business instead!”

God, you were the worst person on the planet… Here he was, worrying about you like he always did, offering comfort and support, and you weren’t even capable of keeping the annoyance out of your voice, you couldn’t even stop yourself from saying things you didn’t really mean. Why did you let it escalate so quickly? Another one for the tally of Stupid Things I Did This Week that you can sulk over later…

Chris stared at you for a moment, with his eyebrows high on his forehead, opening and closing his mouth for a bit.

A knot started to form in your throat, and no matter how hard you tried to swallow it and ignore its presence, you just… couldn’t.

“My God, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you…” You sighed deeply, pressing your fingertips on your eye sockets. “I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry, I’m just so, so exhausted, and I just… I need some silence, okay? I appreciate you asking, but I really need to just… be quiet. I need you to know it’s not you, this is completely on me, but please would you just… not talk to me?”

You really felt like you wanted to cry, you wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole… Especially because Chris wasn’t saying anything. Which was a very stupid reaction to have when you had just asked him to not talk to you.

When you removed your fingers from your face, you jolted on the spot at the sight in front of you.

You knew Chris was a werewolf. Hell, you’d seen him in his wolf form numerous times already, but sometimes it was hard not to be startled by it.

Chris sat on the floor of the hall, right outside the bathroom, looking you right in the eyes while his tail swished from side to side on the tiles.

You wondered if he’d even fit through the doorway. He was so… big. So big, and so… so cute.

The logical reaction would’ve been to be at least a bit intimidated. He was pretty much at eye-level with you, he was stronger than you, he could very well hurt you with a snap of his jaw, but his eyes were just the same. Gentle, comforting… You were sure that if there’d been twenty more wolves next to him, you would’ve been able to tell him apart from the rest just by his eyes.

Chris whined, and he stomped on the floor with his paw to get your attention. You blinked at him for a bit, and only then did you notice you had actually started to tear up.

Chris whined again, and then huffed. That seemed to be enough to snap you out of it. You could feel your lower lip wobble, but you still walked closer to him, leaving the bathroom to stand in the hall with him.

As soon as you were out of the bathroom he stood on his four legs, and walked further into your space to nudge your hand with his nose. It was odd, really, but looking at him like this seemed to ease some of that squeezing sensation in your chest.

The realisation that he wouldn’t be able to talk to you while in his wolf form was steadily helping you calm down, or, maybe… It was more so the fact that he was trying to respect your wishes, while also not leaving you completely on your own.

“M’sorry…” You apologised again, because you truly were sorry.

There was a small part of you that always worried that days like these would make him suddenly realise you were the worst roommate on the planet, that maybe you were a horrible friend. But, deep down, you knew he wouldn’t hold it against you. That was just the type of man Chris was.

With a minute shake of your head, you placed a hand under his jaw to support his head, and the other on top so you could scratch him behind the ears. Just because you could.

Even if Chris wouldn’t outright admit it to you, you knew he liked it. His wagging tail was more than proof of that.

“Are you my emotional support animal now?” You mumbled, tears were still running down your cheeks, but only sporadically now.

Chris just huffed, and if you looked hard enough, you could’ve sworn there was amusement in his eyes.

He removed himself from your space and turned in circles a couple of times before he was gently taking your wrist in his mouth. You could feel his teeth barely poke your skin, but you could tell he was being very careful.

He pulled a bit. You figured it was his way of telling you to follow him, so you started to walk. Only then did Chris let go of your wrist to start making his way down the hall.

Wiping the tears on your face–ignoring both the discarded lounge shorts by the bathroom door and the fact that you most definitely ruined tonight’s minimal skin care with your tears–you followed Chris to the living room.

As soon as he was in front of the sofa, he nudged the coffee table away with his head, and grabbed one of the blankets you left in a basket nearby to throw it on the floor. He spun on the spot a couple of times, before he plopped down and started pawing at the floor, looking right at you.

You wanted to cry again, but this time, it wasn’t because you were overwhelmed or frustrated. It was just the fact that Chris was… offering comfort cuddles. In his wolf form… in a form that’d make it so he not only wouldn’t talk, but would just be essentially a heated pile of fluff.

And you really, really appreciated it. Mostly because it made you feel like less of a failure, like you weren’t such a horrible friend after all.

Ignoring the fluttering in your heart, you made your way to where he was, took another blanket from the basket, and laid down.

With your head leaning on him, feeling him breathing steadily under you, you simply stared at the ceiling. You weren’t sure if it was the fact that you were laying on the floor, or just his warmth, but after a while, you started to calm down.

Your eyelids felt heavy, you could barely hear anything that wasn’t Chris’ quiet huffs. Eventually, he moved. You lowered your head to the floor for a moment while he took a cushion from the sofa and dropped it next to you, which you took as a sign to use it as a pillow.

Once you were comfortably laying down again with your cushion and your blanket, he simply curled around your body, keeping you warm.

You felt your heart swell, maybe even beat a bit faster against your ribcage, and as you cuddled closer to the big lump of fluff that was your roommate, you couldn’t help but mumble a quiet ‘Thank you…’ right before you fell asleep.

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robloxconfessions2 · 8 months ago

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Ok I gotta confess... I got my one friend into Pressure by spam posting Sebastian, and they tag me at like every Sebastian art it's so funny. True friendship is going feral over a fish lol

-🌙✨💘

imagine if sebastian became the next onceler and got his own fandom and the next thing you know theres now 111939i2 sebastians

#roblox confessions #pressure #sebastian solace pressure #sebastian pressure #sebastian solace #🌙✨💘/moondust cupid anon

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sodabah · 4 months ago

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Hello! Can we get a large alter pack for millennial tree’s primal mercy costume? Thank you so much!! May we also claim the ‘🦢🌙✨’ emoji combo?? Thank you!

꩜ ⁀➷ ORDER UP !¡ LARGE PRIMAL MERCY (MILLENNIAL TREE) PACK ⋆⑅˚₊

꒷꒦⌒ names :

ᝰ basil , rune , cedric , zephyr , hawthorne , dorian , dewey , finch , grove , oscar , nikolai , syldan , stellan , terence , vesper

꒷꒦⌒ pronouns :

ᝰ hy hym , he him , wisp wisps , fae faer , bark barks , root roots , ray rays , light lights , glow glows , nymph nymphs , spirit spirits , grow grows , wyng wyngs , veil veils , horn horns , guard guards , keep keeps

꒷꒦⌒ identity :

ᝰ genderflux , masculine , neutral

꒷꒦⌒ emojis :

ᝰ 🪵 , 👑 , 💡 , 🔑 , ⚔️

꒷꒦⌒ species :

ᝰ cookie (cookie run)

꒷꒦⌒ roles :

ᝰ external protector , lore keeper

꒷꒦⌒ kintypes :

ᝰ forest spirit otherkin

꒷꒦⌒ xenogenders :

ᝰ list

꒷꒦⌒ disorders :

ᝰ borderline personality disorder

꒷꒦⌒ aesthetics :

ᝰ naturecore , etherealcore , royalcore

꒷꒦⌒ personality :

ᝰ basil does not let his bpd get the better of him. he’s skilled at keeping it in check, and uses these skills to help his headmates manage as well. he is in touch with the body’s femininity, but chooses not to present that way. he’s very firm when it comes to the system’s boundaries, and does not tolerate others breaking them in any way. for fun, he keeps track of the system’s “lore”— the history of everyone who’s ever been a part of the system.

꒷꒦⌒ likes :

ᝰ nature , anything gold , trees , the forest , hiking , meditation , helping others , organization , research , science , mythology , tea , warm baked goods

꒷꒦⌒ dislikes :

ᝰ boundaries being broken , industrial areas , busy cities , urban areas , being inside for too long , conspiracy theories

꒷꒦⌒ favorites :

ᝰ colors : white & gold , accessory : flow-y clothes , food : soup , drink : tea

꒷꒦⌒ faceclaims :

ᝰ could not find enough

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kithtaehyung · 2 years ago

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she's in the rain?! LESSON ZERO?!?!?!?!

- 🌙✨️

#lmfaoooooooo #🌙✨ anon #asks:3tan #3tan11 #3tan playlist #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌

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caged-dreamland · 8 months ago

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Request batch!!

Some request I did of some friends' OCs a little bit back!

🌙 Luna is Daz's (@/Daz_Vash on Twitter) beautiful girl! The moon flowers she holds gave me a run on my hand...

🪶 The Wolpertinger is Dolly's ( @dollycvnt ) wonderful experiment gone wrong! The grave they sit on says "If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever."

🐾 Adiran is Non's ( @anon-nee ) gorgeous raccoon! Shading all those tools was a bit of a challenge, but it was still so fun!

I had a such a good time drawing all of these!! Go give their owners some love!!

#☁️✨- Dreams on a Canvas #OC #Friend OC #original character #oc artist #oc art #✨- Outside the Dream (fanart)#Guest OC #🌙- dollycvnt #🌙- Daz_Vash #🌙- anon-nee #Requests #I GOTTA POST THESE SOMEWHERE #SO IM HERE >:)

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pip-n-chips · 2 years ago

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do you think Harper would let me ride him if i were good??

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Ah, but of course!!

Harper would be ecstatic. The fact that you even want to is great progress in your treatment! However, he's not just going to hand you what you want on a silver platter (as much as the erection straining against his pants begs otherwise).

He wants to hear you ask for it. Explicitly. Tell him what you want to do, how you'll do it. Tell him how you think it'll feel, having his cock in you, how you'll feel. If you haven't been as good as you say you are, he'll make sure to drag it on, just to see you get more and more desperate (you're so cute when you're like that). And he'll smile patiently at your blushing face, listening to you stammer out your request, acting as if he isn't equally as flushed.

But he's not cruel, he can't be, not when you're looking at him with those pleading eyes.

So, when he decides that you finally said all the right things? He's practically pulling you onto his lap, regardless if you were already ready to scramble onto it or not. And only a moment passes before his cock is resting at your entrance, lubed up with precum.

Praises leave his lips when you envelope him, and wandering hands hike up your clothing to rest at your hips as you begin to rock against each other. He lets you do most of the work, since you were so eager to ride him in the first place, and you still are. You bounce on his cock with vigor, your hole sucking him in greedily. (And in that moment, he feels so so proud. You've come so far in your treatment. He's done well, helping bring out the slut in you- The real you.)

Harper keeps his eyes focused on you the whole time, examining your expressions, your reactions. And, ah- The sight of your pretty little face, mouth parted to let out those pretty little noises of yours is art to his eyes and music to his ears. (He only wishes he had a video camera on him to capture it all. But he knows there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. You'll stay good, won't you?).

He can't help but pull you into a kiss in the middle of it; It's hard to not, especially when your perfect lips are right there for the taking. The kiss is wet, sloppy, and hungry. The kind where you only stop to gasp for air, only to go right back in. And the way you taste, the way you moan into his mouth... oh, it almost makes him cum immediately.

By the time both of you finish, you're sweating and out of breath. He helps you off, but doesn't clean you up. "Don't you want all of the other patients to know how good you've been?" He asks. "Don't you want to keep your prize?"

And you nod eagerly, because it's something to hold with pride. He smiles and sends you off.

#ask #✨🌙 anon #degrees of lewdity #dol #harper the doctor #dol harper #thirsty #pippywrites #sorry for the wait on this one mwah mwah. hoping to get around to answering your other asks soon

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laromi-immoral · 2 months ago

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oh lord i totally forgot my original request buuuut heres another one to make up for it! 💦

meerkat!d4niel going in heat and having to put up with going on another commission by the guild while he's at it. he's tasked with slaying a dragon hybrid terrorizing the town as of late, and it should be easy enough, but with his hormones through the roof right now, he can't focus.

st3phen is influenced by him and goes into a rut, and forces d4niel to take responsibility and help him get rid of it by breeding him. :3

boypussy (d4niel), forced breeding, mindbreak, corruption, noncon/dubcon, degradation, dirty talk, double penetration (two dicked dragon, heh.) and forced pregnancy, if you will!

take your time with this request, i know everything is rough lately for you! ❤️

— 🔪

Mhm Mhm this is good. A good prompt.

D4nph3n / D4ni3l x St3ph3n Headcanons & Drabbles

Tags: Boypussy, Forced Breeding, Mindbreak, Corruption, Noncon/Dubcon, Degradation, Dirty Talk, Double Penetration, Forced Pregnancy - Hybrids, Ruts, Heats, Large Dragon Cocks,

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Names uncensored under the cut

This was extremely fun to write about ngl

Daniel should've taken some pills to put off the heat, or at least make it less... Worse than it is. His heats don't last for that long, but due to their short length, they are very intense and can be smelt from a long distance away. He is also very fertile during his heats, as he produces multiple eggs during one heat. He experiences periods like every other creature with a uterus if the eggs aren't fertile.

Stephen has two dicks due to being a dragon hybrid, I guess he's blessed. Due to being a dragon, he's also much... Much larger than any human could possibly be. He also produces extremely fertile semen, and a lot of it. His ruts are very... Dangerous? He acts like a wild beast in a sort of sense, and is he finds a good mate... Well, he's going to get some offspring whether or not his mate wants it.

If Stephen likes one of his mates, he'll be super protective of them, and actually be there for them instead of abandoning both the mother and children. Though, its not that common, cause he's like, an asshole.

When Daniel is tasked to slay the dragon, he wants to out it off, he wants to change it out with a different person, get a new mission, but he couldn't, so he was forced to go while during his heat. What he wasn't expecting was the dragon... Well, grabbing him and tearing off his clothes. Daniel tried to fight against the dragon, but apparently a meerkat is not even close in strength compared to a dragon.

Stephen goes into his rut when he smells Daniel, and oh does it make him so... So "entertained" to have such a cute and pretty mate for him to fuck. He'd have such cute offspring wouldn't he? Meerkat-dragon babies? Oh how lovely would that be? They'd be so cute. He forced Daniel to take every inch of his cocks, stuffing the smaller boy full and fucking him raw. Stephen says that its only right for Daniel to have his offspring due to making him go into his rut too early.

Daniel feels like he's being torn apart, I mean, anyone would feel like that with two massive dragon cocks inside one vagina. Daniel could feel the cocks hit his insides, absolutely destroying him and probably rearranging his organs. Though, at some point, it started to feel good... He thinks anyways... It was just too much for him, maybe his brain started to mask the pain as pleasure. Maybe he enjoys it? Maybe he actually wants it? But he never consented... Did he...

Stephen degrades Daniel the entire time, calling him such a terrible little meerkat who's only good for birthing his offspring, only good for a quick fuck, only good for being a cumdump. Daniel sobs, almost believing it, but he's a good guy... He's not just some... Rag to throw away once its covered in cum.... Seems like life had other plans for him though.

When Stephen cums, he fills up Daniel so much it spills out into a puddle, which only curses Daniel to become pregnant with the dragon hybrid's babies. It was a nightmare, he didn't want that, he didn't want children! Especially not with such a monster he was supposed to kill! He failed his mission, instead of earning any gold or cheers from civilians he saved, he earned a rough fucking and a dragon's offspring.

Daniel feels a bit worthless, he doesn't want to go back to his guild like this, but he can't just stay here.

#laromi post 🌙🌸✨#laromi 🌙🌸✨#laromi answers 🌙🌸✨#laromi's 🔪 anon 🌙🌸✨#laromi drabble 🌙🌸✨#laromi writes 🌙🌸✨#laromi headcanons 🌙🌸✨#laromi likes d4npl4n 🌙🌸✨

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auseryoumayknow · 13 days ago

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Question of the day! Do you have a favorite TV show? Mine so happens to be South park :3

-✨️🌙

So i really like fairly odd parents. Yap session incoming 😝

So in my household as a kid, we weren’t allowed to watch hardly any shows. Every time my sister (age 3 at the time) hated a show, it would get banned.

everyone would talk about seeing shows like gumball, teen titans, or SpongeBob while I was stuck watching paw patrol or team umi zoomies. All the shows I watched were for people who were like 10 or younger while I BEGGED for them to let me watch even one episode of the Loud House. My sister would throw a fit and then we’d be back to bubble guppies or something.

it was like this until when I turned 14 and my phone got safari unlocked. After over 10 years of nick jr (if we were lucky we got pbs or Disney jr)(I grew up on pbs and qubo) I just started watching fairly odd parents. I had wanted to for YEARS. It was like taking back a little piece of my life so it will forever be my favorite

it’s so freeing watching these cartoons and doing things that other kids did.

#✨🌙 anon #Sorry for the yap session but I felt like context was necessary

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therhythmafterthesummer · 2 years ago

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Call this an early birthday thought/gift

Chan and Pretty mirror sex

Like he gets to see a lot of pretty normally, but also getting to see her face while feeling her push back on him. He’s admiring her glorious everything and she just gets to soak it in and see her alphas face throughout the entire process.

But also a cute tender moment where their eyes lock in the mirror and Chan gets a shy little smile maybe a little blush🫠🥲🥰

-🥝

i read this a couple of days ago and i knew i wanted to write something for it, i just didn't have time to do it for my birthday sdjfskjdfhsf but close enough!

thank you kiwi for always sharing your big brain ideas and tickling the little lizard that controls my brain.

Pairing: Werewolf!Chan x Human!F.Reader (one of the main pairings of my WereRoomies series. you don’t really need to read any other instalment to understand/enjoy this piece). | Word Count: ~2k | Themes & Warnings: fantasy/supernatural AU · smut · established relationship · unprotected penetration [piv] (reader is presumed to be on birth control) · cum-eating · this was barely proof-read.

minors do not interact.

Chris knew you were smart, he’d never had doubts about it. But this… This was probably one of the best ideas you’d ever had.

He couldn’t help but wonder if you had taken what you were doing right now into consideration when you thought of this. He wasn’t even sure which option he preferred… for you to have known, or for you to be blissfully unaware of the potential such a purchase could have.

A new wardrobe for the spare bedroom of your shared flat was something you had been wanting for a while, and you’d finally gotten it a few days prior. As soon as Chris saw it in this room, after you’d so carefully put it together, he knew immediately what he wanted to do with it.

‘We need a big mirror in this room, considering we’re using it mostly to store our clothes and dress up’, you’d told him when he’d entered the room, and he agreed. A big mirror was a good idea, but not only to aid in the mundane activity of putting clothes on…

“O–oh, baby…” Your constant whines and moans always fueled him, but right now, looking at you through the mirror, they seemed to be affecting him even more.

“Mmm… That’s it, pretty. You feel so, so good, love. So good…”

With your knees and chest planted on the floor, with your lower back arched just right, Chris had the absolute perfect angle to fuck you nice and good from behind. He was able to see your bum bouncing off of him with each thrust, he could hold your hips tight to pull you back to him, or place his hands on your waist to squeeze your soft sides. But, best of all, he could do all that and see your face through your shiny new mirror while he did.

The wardrobe doors were just two big mirrors, going from the very top, all the way to the floor. What an excellent add-on, in his humble opinion. It was perfect for Chris to see even more of you when he took you like this.

Whenever he was fucking you, he usually struggled to look at just one part of your body, there was just so much to see, so much to ogle, so much to worship and appreciate… That had never been more true than it was right now.

It was almost like his eyes didn’t know where to look. To what was right in front of him, in the flesh, or to what he could see in the mirror…? Any option was acceptable, honestly, but he just wanted to see it all.

Your hands weakly tried to hold onto something, desperately opening and closing over the tiled floor. It was an action that simply spurred him on, almost like he had his own personal challenge to fuck you as dumb as possible, to wipe you mind of anything that wasn’t him touching you, taking you…

Leaving one of his hands gripping the swell of your hip, Chris brought the other to your shoulder to keep you from moving away from him. He made sure to drag his hand all the way up your back when he did it, desperate to feel every centimetre of plush flesh. The motion had you furrowing your eyebrows, closing your eyes, and moaning his name oh, so sweetly, in a way that had his lower abdomen harshly flexing with need.

Holding onto you like this gave him even more leverage to go harder, and as soon as the strength of his thrusts increased, one of your hands found the one he had on your shoulder. His eyes zeroed in on the movement, looking away from the reflection of your face just in time to see you link your fingers with his.

The tender gesture had the pool of arousal in the pit of his stomach growing exponentially, especially when his eyes started to focus not only on your interlocked fingers, but also the skin right next to them, on the skin at the juncture of your neck and shoulder… Mindlessly, he stroked the area with his thumb–without letting go of your fingers, or slowing down his hips’ motions.

Oh, how soft it looked right there… just soft and perfect for him to sink his teeth into–

Shit.

He was doing it again…

He was thinking about marking you again. Not only that, but the thought was incessantly repeating in his mind over and over again. It was just impossible to ignore it.

Claim, claim, claim, claim… Mate, mate, mate, mate…

“Oh, fuck”, Chris threw his head back with a groan.

Your walls were squeezing him so tight, you were moaning so prettily… If he kept looking at that area he just knew his canines were going to enlarge on their own, he’d start drooling, and the need to bite you and mark you as his would just consume him whole, to the point where he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to hold himself back.

This had become a common problem. He used to think about it sometimes, but lately, especially when it was this close to a full moon night, the desire to mark you was absolutely unbearable.

Chris loved you. He hadn’t told you yet, he’d convinced himself that, in your human standards, it was probably too soon into your relationship to outright say it, but he knew he was absolutely in love with you. He knew, with zero doubts in his mind, that he wanted you all to himself for the rest of his life, and at moments like these, where you were both lost in your utmost primal needs, it was just hard to ignore his feelings.

But because he loved you, he couldn’t just let his instincts take over. He just couldn’t. Claiming you without a prior conversation and mutual agreement, without your consent, would be something he’d never forgive himself for. There was just no way he’d force himself on you like that just because of his idiotic dog urges.

So he tried to hold onto his humanity with all the strength he had, to keep his mind within the logical realm–or, at least, as logical as he could be while relentlessly ramming himself into you.

When he opened his eyes again, he diverted his attention to the mirror in front of you, and his hold on your shoulder tightened the moment your eyes found his through the mirror. The hand that had previously been on your hip moved, he wasn’t thinking, he just desperately needed to make you feel good.

Your eyes fluttered a bit when his fingers found your clit, and you bit down on your bottom lip to keep your moans somewhat contained. Even then, you didn’t look away from him, your gaze had him trapped right there, barely aware of the movement of his hands, focused solely on your blown pupils and your delicious warmth around him.

Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine…

Before he knew it, heat was pooling on his cheeks. He was blushing, suddenly overcome with his feelings for you.

“Fuck, baby, come here…” Chris’s hips stilled briefly, only to pull you back towards his chest.

Oh, he could see so much more of you like this. One of his hands found your tummy to knead the soft flesh, while the other found one of your breasts to play with your nipple, coaxing a quiet moan from your lips. You reached back and gripped his hair for stability before your lips pressed on his flushed cheek.

“You’re so cute”, you mumbled the words against his skin, and his blush immediately deepened.

“You’re cute–Shit–” His words caught in his throat when you started to push back against him, fucking yourself on his cock like you knew it was yours and yours only.

All for my mate, all of me, take it, take me…

“Chris”, you whined his name, and he was starting to truly feel lightheaded. “Don’t stop, baby, please. Fuck me, hm?”

His hips started to move on command, he didn’t even need to think about it. You wanted it? He’d give it to you. Whatever you wanted, he’d just give it to you. He’d give you the world if you asked him for it.

His lips attached to your neck, his pace increased, and one of his hands immediately resumed its previous motions on that precious nub at the apex of your thighs. “Like this, pretty baby? Is this what you want?”

You nodded, eagerly offering him an enthusiastic ‘Yes, fuck!’ that had his chest swelling with pride.

My mate, for me, mine, mine, mine… Claim, mark, all mine…

Chris detached his lips from your neck when his instincts started pulling his thoughts in all sorts of directions. Instead, he looked ahead, and focused on your face, locking eyes with you again through the mirror.

“C’mon, pretty. Aren’t you gonna come on my cock? Wasn’t that what you wanted?” Chris rubbed quick circles on your clit, eliciting a string of swears from your lips.

You nodded once again, rocking your hips to meet his harsh thrusts. “Gonna–Oh, fuck!”

Your body started trembling with your release, your walls fluttered deliciously around his length, and Chris was sure he was about to burst.

“Fuck, that’s so fucking good. I’m so fucking close, love”, Chris mumbled the words against your cheek, he wasn’t sure if you were aware of what he was saying, but if there was one thing about him was that he wasn’t going to shut up about how good you always made him feel.

When he came, he did it deep inside you, and he started seeing white. He was sure he was ascending and this was how being in heaven felt like. Chris could vaguely hear himself repeating ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck…’ over and over again, just like he could vaguely hear your words of encouragement.

Love you, love you, love you, love you… My pretty mate just for me…

It was genuinely hard to hear anything at all over his instincts squeezing his mind and heart along each purposeful clench of your walls.

“You’re so good to me”, was the first thing you said that Chris could fully understand as the final spurts of cum filled up your cunt. “You’re so good, Chris, baby…”

If his cheeks hadn’t been almost permanently flushed for a while now, he was sure he would have blushed right then and there.

When all his senses returned to him, he looked at you through the mirror once again, finding you already looking and smiling at him.

A smile appeared on his face as well, and he kissed your shoulder, bringing his hand further down your centre as he pulled out. Only a few seconds passed before his cum started trickling out of your hole and onto his fingers.

He kept kissing your skin leisurely as he squished your soft tummy, and spread his cum all over your core. You giggled softly, caressing his arms tenderly while you let him play with your mixed fluids to his heart’s content.

Finally, he brought two fingers to your mouth. You simply let him in, suckling his digits, diligently cleaning them up and swallowing the remnants of his release.

“You are so, so good to me”, Chris mumbled against your hair, where he placed a soft kiss after.

He pulled his fingers out of your mouth, and you smiled at him once again. After turning around, you gave him a quick peck on the lips before you laid down on the bare floor. Chris, of course, immediately laid down next to you, and quickly shuffled so he could lay his head on your chest.

“This closet was an absolutely brilliant purchase, pretty”, he brought a hand to one of your knees, and started to massage it softly.

You chuckled, burying your fingers in his hair to play with it. “I’m afraid you won’t want to leave this room now”.

Chris further wrapped his limbs around your body, giggling mischievously at the thought, moving his hand to the other knee. “Can you blame me? I can look at my pretty girlfriend from so many different angles now. It’s like a dream, y’know?”

“Easy to please, aren’t we?” You chuckled, playfully tugging on his locks before you pressed a kiss to his head.

“You know me. I’m a simple wolf, with simple needs”, he mumbled against the skin of your chest, then placed a kiss on it. “Are your knees okay?”

“They’re fine. Don’t worry”, you hugged him tighter, and Chris all but melted in your hold.

You both laid down there for a while, just relishing the skin to skin contact, until you lightly tugged on his hair again, but this time just to get his attention.

“C’mon, babe. We need to actually pack our clothes. It’s my first time going to your monthly trips, don’t wanna forget anything”.

Ah, yes.

That was what you had originally come into this room for… to pack your bags for the trip. Chris definitely got carried away when he saw you here, wearing nothing but his t-shirt while you spoke about helping him and the rest of your packmates during their monthly run…

He couldn’t even bring himself to pretend he was sorry that he’d interrupted your task. And, surely, you already knew he wasn’t sorry at all.

In fact, he was certain you already knew it’d happen again.

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