#🦭 anon

[v3nusxsky]

Hey hey hey - 🦭

Can you do an Alpha Larissa X Pregnant Omega Reader. Where reader is pregnant with twins one a boy, and the other is girl. And Larissa is proud like a peacock, that she managed to give her mate and wife a litter of two pups when her family was known not to conceive a litter. ( for more that 4 generations they never managed to have litters in their family, and reader broke the curse. )

Babies then are born and Larissa is shocked when her pups are both born with white hair just like hers. Larissa cries to reader in happiness and reader is laughing and showing her family through camera another generation curse broken. ( white hair is very hard for Larissa’s family to conceive, but that genetic inheritance has been shown through generations before it stopped and miraculously Larissa was born with it and now her pups have it. ( Which is a miracle for Larissa’s family.) both families jokingly saying that reader is a miracle worker.

Hope you have a nice weekend Mars!

Blessings

*Authors note~ we interrupt sinful souls for a little fluffy Larissa fic🥹 enjoy y’all I’m burnt out with school work and this little fic is what I managed to create*

Trigger warnings~ pregnancy? Birth? Omegaverse

Prompt~ see ask^^^

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Life with your Alpha is more than you could’ve ever dreamed off, you remember how she found you suffering alone through your first heat, how scared she was to not be able to help. With your past and how Omegas are treated you couldn’t tolerate touch of any kind especially in heat. Your pained whimpers and whines of fear whenever an Alpha was in close proximity to you broke the blondes heart. It was then she realised, you were destined to be her Omega. She didn’t get this way with any of the other Omega staff, just you.

With time and effort from both of you, your Omega called for her to help during your heat about a year later. Now being your Alpha and girlfriend Larissa did everything and anything to ensure your comfort and safety. Time is a great healer of wounds, and with Larissa by your side you finally got to heal. Heat after heat she proved to you she’d be here in whatever way you need and want her. Happy to just cuddle and scent you into a little moment of peace or to give into her wolf and take her Omega.

The little test with the bright blue lines sat on her desk as she went to make her morning tea. After your previous heat, you’d noticed you felt a little differently, some of the older Omega students even noting your scent was off, so naturally you panicked and well. You’re pregnant. It’s not something you’d planned for right now but with that little blue plus starring right at you, you knew that this was the perfect time.

To say Larissa was extatic would’ve been an understatement, the moment she saw that test, you became the most fragile diamond in the world. Larissa always had to be touching you at all times. And when your stomach started to swell? Well, she was always rubbing and holding your stomach as you leant your weight on her. Introducing you as her gorgeous wife to be. She made sure you got every craving, she was there for every appointment, bout of sickness and even the false contractions.

Giving birth that night will forever be a memory. A perfect prince entered the world with a little squeaky squeal of protest, absolutely perfect in every way. Itching to hold your new pup until another sharp contraction hit. Something was wrong. You immediately called for your Alpha in fear, instructing her to be with your son despite how exhausted and terrified you were. And just a few minutes later your daughter arrived. “It’s a girl” was all you remember before blacking out.

“Alpha?” You whined coming back to the world, “where’s baby boy?” You mumbled not even being able to open your eyes yet. “Shh my sweet omega, he’s right here with his sister. You did so good my love. A litter of pups. So beautiful” she whispered eyes never leaving the sleeping infants. “Two?!” You mumbled trying to sit up despite the strong aftershocks of giving birth to two babies, “I thought I imagined her.”

Only when you held your daughter in your arms did you finally believe it. You’d given your Alpha a litter. Knowing the family history for Larissa it’s unheard of to have a litter. No wonder Larissa is grinning from ear to ear. Only then did you realise you hadn’t been able to dress the pups in their outfits, thank god for getting one for each gender! Larissa gently taking your daughter as you undressed your son.

“Sweet girl? She-“ happy tears trailed down Larissa’s cheeks as she spotted the Snow White curls on your daughter’s head. Larissa didn’t know where her hair colour came from, no one else living in the family had it, yet here her baby girl was with the same stunning feature. “Alpha” you murmured taking your son’s little hat off to show the same coloured hair. “Y/n! They are perfect. Your perfect. My perfect darling Omgea”, your precious litter completing your family was all so perfect.

Larissa’s aunt couldn’t wait to meet the pups, your family stood with her as they all awaited the new arrivals. Larissa, proud as ever carried both car seats into Nevermore, got you settled on the sofa with both babies in your arm, water in your favourite flask at your side. “Theodore Rodwell James, this is your family baby boy, our sweet prince” you murmured happily allowing your mother to hold her grandson. “And this beauty is Isla Arwen Saige, our little surprise” you murmured before handing her off to Larissa’s aunt. “Auntie look at her hair” Larissa prompted unable to wipe the smug smile off her face. The shock around the room being nothing but a beautiful buzz as both babies were passed around the family and congratulations given to the new mothers.

“Two curses broken, what a little miracle worker you are dear” your mother teased before pressing a sweet kiss on your cheeks. “M sweet girl?” Larissa murmured after taking a seat next you. “Alpha?” Was all you offered as you lulled your head to rest on her shoulder. “My darling omega, thank you for this blessing”

Word count~906

[mochinomnoms]

Imagine!

Yuu only start getting to know either of the tweels, and taking into account they're not from Twisted Wonderland - they definitely don't know the wonders of merman anatomy. Now, I'm a firm believer that twins have pharyngeal jaws just like their animal counterparts. Just imagine - getting to know each other, talking with either of them, laughing or eating lunch together and Yuu observes something weird in their mouth, like a second pair of teeth that's definitely there, but also in a second is gone? First instinct? (at least mine, dunno how other feel about the possibility) OH MY FUCKING GOD, WHAT'S THAT???? SHOW ME!!!

Now it can go in a few directions, either way Yuu moves r e a l l y close to the eels face. Begs for them to open their mouth for them (hehe), because holy shit I just saw something in there. Of course silly eels are going to to this, no matter the possible boner and a skip in a hearbeat. If Yuu's on the bolder side they can just straight up open it with their bare hands in the first place (or at least delicately guide their jaws to open nice and wide~). I don't know but like, the vision of (innocently of course, what else?) making them go feral, panicky and blushy while taking their time with gently examining the inside of their mouth makes me jsjskskowndhakqkwn.

BRAINROT IS REAL

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Ah, the delights of learning your boyfriend's nonhuman anatomy. He's sweating a lil in their seat as you gently pry his mouth farther open to look at his second set of jaws. It's just so cool to you! How different is his anatomy as a human? Does he have other differences from humans, or just the jaws and teeth? What about in his merform, how does it differ when they turn bac—ooh!

He's grabbed your waist, dragged you close so that his thigh is settled between your legs, practically forcing you to straddle him. With a free hand, he's softly grabbed your hand and pushed it away from his mouth. With a red blush, hunger in his eyes, and a smirk, he leaned close to whisper in your ear:

"If you'd like, I can give you fun little lesson moray anatomy~"

Congrats! You're getting fucked!

[monsieur-neuvillette]

"Mmhgh" Niananian's eyes opened only to find herself tucked into a bed and was wrapped with a nice warm blanket. She squished the blanket in her arms, smiling. "Blank-it"

She looks around to find herself alone in a big cozy room. "Nevy?" She scampered off the bed and looked under it. "Nevy???" Her heart began to pound in her tiny chest as tears began to fill in her eyes. "Nevy...gone?" She runs towards the door, tiptoeing to reach the handle. Once she grabbed it, she opens the door and begins to look for him in this strange new place. "Nevy!!???" - @purple-scales-and-tales

[Neuvillette is in the kitchen, focused on the task of cooking, his horns twitching from their position of being pulled up into a ponytail with the rest of his hair, hearing her call and moving what was cooking off]

“I am in here!”

[He walked out of the kitchen, looking around for the distressed girl, his brows furrowing as he located her, picking her up into his arms]

“It is okay. I am here, it is alright.”

[beautifulbrainrot]

GAAA seeing all these small blurbs or drabble (idk what to call them) about reid ur posting 🤭🤭🤭🤭 do u think u can write a small little blurb about sub spencer being jealous </3 just imagine omggggg he’s whiny and noisy because he doesn’t want anyone else to even THINK about having reader the way he does ?!?!?!?!?!?!?? bye 😣😣

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yess!! jealous spence! might write a lil part two when he gets fucked, so send in ideas for that!

spencer was angry.

no spencer was livid.

he was watching you from across the bar, where a tall guy was flirting with you, and very clearly staring down the front of your v neck dress.

he couldn't stand the thought of someone else thinking of you like that, so he jumped up from his seat and walked quickly over to where you were standing.

coming up behind you, he slid his hand around you waist and pressed a quick kiss to your cheek before turning to the guy with a smug smirk on his face.

“hey babe, who’s this!” spencer asked, thinly veiled anger on his face masked by a smile.

you raised your eye brow, immediately noticing what was wrong.

“i’m john. and you are?” the guy said.

spencer resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

“spencer! her boyfriend.” he answered, smug smirk stretching across his face.

“okay… see you around.” the guy said, turning and walking away.

you spun around to look at spencer, eye brows raised and smirk on your face.

“uh oh, is my baby jealous?” you purred, smirking.

spencer whined, pouting slightly.

“i- i just didn’t like the way he was looking at you!”

you giggled, pulling him in for a kiss.

“well he may look at me that way, but he’s not the one i’m going to fuck tonight.” you smiled, the dirty words rolling off your tongue so effortless while spencer blushed a deep red.

[princessbrunette]

so as someone who’s spent way to much of my money and doesn’t plan on stopping on making my bed unbelievably comfortable and cozy. imagine john b coming over to your place and as soon as he’s in your bed he’s OUT. like this man grew up sleeping on raggedy mattresses and couches. and canonically he gets nightmares but imagine he js didn’t get them in your bed at all

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growing up, john b had a preconceived idea of what ‘heaven’ typically looked like. you know, angels with big white wings and clouds and fairground rides in the sky. he wasn’t totally convinced he’d end up there, but he knew what it kind of looked like at least.

that was until he met you, and came to realise that ‘heaven’ for him, was your bedroom. somewhere clean, and safe, and warm without being overbearingly stuffy. somewhere soft, girly, somewhere that carried memories of pleasure, and deep conversations and restfulness. an escape from the life he lives.

he loved your little routine together, genuinely giddy through the week at the thought of staying round. you’d lead him with a gentle hand to the bathroom, washing the dirt and grime from the day off each others bodies (mostly his.) he’d watch you sit in a robe at your dresser doing your skincare and what not whilst he lounges in a towel on your bed, talking about the day. you often light a candle, turn on your humidifier and all the other girly things he otherwise wouldn’t care for had it not been in that very room.

the best part is when you join him in bed wearing silky little pyjamas, him in sweatpants or shorts, watching tiktoks and cuddling or talking and planning your next day… or kissing which leads to soft and quiet sex in the candlelight. nothing he could ever complain about.

when it gets later, and the candle gets blown out, lamp switched off — john b is out in an instant, letting the weight of the day press him into the mattress. he always considered himself a light sleeper, having to live life on constant edge (which you constantly complained about being bad for his blood pressure or something) — but when he’s in your bed, you could fidget, move around, climb all over him to his hearts content. he is out cold once his fluffy head of hair hits that silk pillow case.

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[lipglossanon]

hi can I get uhhhh one short blurb of stepbro Leon fingering and overstimulating the reader? 👉👈

And a side of fries?

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🦭 anon, hii! 👋

🤭 I might not can get you that side of fries, but hopefully stepbro Leon will leave you full enough 😜

18+ MDNI under the cut 👇

Editing to tag @nvoirs since he’s your fave 🤭

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“Aww look, she’s crying cause she’s just feeling so good, huh?” Leon coos in your ear, palm smacking against your clit as he slips in a third finger to thrust into your clenching hole.

“B-big brother,” you whimper, thighs fallen open as far as they’ll go while Leon fingers your soaked pussy.

“Shhh,” he kisses your temple, long body stretched out next to you on his side to press against yours, “lemme play with her, baby. She’s so wet, feels like she’s about to cum, squeeze my fingers nice and tight.”

Mewling low in your throat, you squeeze your eyes shut, pussy walls clenching around the stretch of Leon’s thick fingers. His thumb rubs slowly against your clit as he thrusts them roughly in and out of your squelching heat.

“Leon,” you pant, “‘m gonna cum. Oh fuck, big brother, I’m g’nna—“

You choke out a moan, pussy clamping down on his fingers as your orgasm rushes through your body. Thighs twitching, you press them together, locking Leon’s hand in place as you slowly push through the aftershocks. He shifts his fingers making you hyperaware of how sensitive you are now, body jerking against him.

“I didn’t say you could cum yet, did I?” He rasps against your cheek, nipping your jaw, “guess we’ll have to start all over again.”

“Whu—“

Your head grinds back on the pillow as he wrenches open your thighs to watch while he fucks his fingers back into your sopping wet cunt.

“Fuck me, so fucking messy,” he laughs, pulling his fingers completely out to show you the clear slick webbing between the digits, “got the messiest fucking pussy, little sis.”

You moan brokenly as he presses his fingers against your hole and thrusts them inside, palm clapping against your swollen bud.

“Fuck,” you squeal, pussy feeling used and sore, “s’too much, big brother.”

“But she’s sucking me in, baby,” he kisses the shell of your ear leaving goosebumps to trail across your skin, “can’t let my pretty girls go empty.”

With a low whine, you watch as Leon fucks his fingers in and out of your pussy, eyes watering from the overstimulation.

He chuckles meanly, “Gonna keep you full all night, see how many times you can cream my fingers, little sis.”

[poppy-metal]

Backshots with Jordan (standing ovation)

Backshots with Jordan where they spit to give themselves more lubrication, though they don't really need bc of how wet you are(they do it just to see the shiver run up your spine and hear you moan). But instead of letting it run down onto their cock, they take their thumb and swirl the spit around your tight rim. When they finally push the digit in, they smirk at how loud you get. Teasing you for how slutty and wanton you are for wanting them to play with your ass. Of course when you do try anal for the first time together, they're so good to you, checking in making sure you can handle it... before they get right back to domming and degrading you

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jordan pushing their thumb in your ass at the same time they sink into you hhhhh :(( jordan leaning over your arched back so they can get all in your ear "you're so fucking tight -" you feel their thumb rock in and out of your hole just a little, cock hard and thick in your cunt. not moving yet. "gotta get this hole loose eventually, baby." they lean back so they can watch the view from behind, pussy lips spread wide around their dick - rim fluttering as they tug their thumb free just for a second. only so they can spread your cheeks with their hands gripping the twin globes, stretching you wide so all of you is exposed to them. you whine in embarrassment even as your pussy gushes at being on display.

"fuck. look at you clench - you're gonna give it up to me, huh? gonna let me fuck that hot little ass someday?" they ask like its already a given, and it is, eyes locked on your tight little rosebud, opening and closing in time with the slam of their pelvis against your ass everytime they fuck into you.

you answer anyway, "yessss - yes, daddy, whatever y - you want -"

"so good to me baby, shit. love fucking this wet fucking pussy -" you're gonna have marks on your ass from their rings digging into the skin, but you dont give a fuck, not when they get this desperate. fucking you like they're feral for it, slamming you on their cock.

if just the thought of fucking your ass made them this insane, you shudder at the thought of the state your body will be left in when you finally let them put it in.

[sleepingdeath-light]

relationship hcs ; emily

requested by ; 🦭 anon (18/02/24)

fandom(s) ; hazbin hotel

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; emily

outline ; “Seal anon and...I just adore Emily from hazbin hotel...uh...may I ask for relationship hcs with her plz?”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

this woman is a complete and utter sweetheart whose sole duty in heaven is to make sure that everyone is happy and having fun — so, needless to say, she’d be a very loving and attentive girlfriend once the two of you became an item

dates with emily are pretty much a daily occurance because she loves making you happy and showing off everything that heaven has to offer — she’s happy to do everything from quick trips to the ice cream shop on your way home to spending her afternoon off at the petting zoo to going out dancing in the evening at that new place you’ve both been dying to see, and basically any and everything else that you could possibly think of

as long as she gets to spend time with you, this woman is as happy as can be

she’s also extremely physically affectionate and is never one to shy away from pda unless you ask her to — otherwise she always seems to be touching you in one way or another: interlocking fingers when holding your hand as you walk through the promenade, linking arms when you walk her to work, pecking your cheek when she’s especially happy to see you, kissing all over your face to make you laugh before she leaves to fulfil her duties before finishing with a loving kiss on the lips, wrapping her wings around you to pull you against her side, hugging you from behind, tackle-hugging you whenever she unexpectedly sees you during the day, carrying you in her arms whilst she’s flying, leaning to the side and resting her head on your shoulder, running her fingers through your hair and/or feathers when you’re resting on her lap, etc.

and if you happen to reciprocate any of these acts, emily will practically be giddy with excitement

her pet names for you range from traditional (‘sweetie’, ‘my love’, ‘honey’) to more silly (‘honey bunny’, ‘sweetie pie’, or an inside joke) depending on the situation you’re in — for example, around sera and other members of the heavenly authority she’ll lean towards being more traditional, whereas in private she’s as silly as can be

whenever she writes you a card or love letter she always incorporates a little heart into your name somehow — turning the dot above an ‘i’, the rounded body of other letters like ‘o’ or ‘b’, or curling the tail of any hanging letters like ‘y’ or ‘g’ into a sort of heart shape are her go-tos but she always finds a way to fit at least one heart shape in there

on a similar note, she ends every text she sends to you with a string of heart emojis that can be anywhere from three characters to a whole line long depending on how busy she is in the moment

her phone background and lock screen are both pictures of you (the former being a picture of you both pulling silly faces and the latter being a picture of you on your own on a day where she thought you looked especially ethereal) and she gets this lovestruck grin on her face whenever she looks down at them

emily makes it her mission as your girlfriend to memorise all of your favourite things and, shockingly, she’s doing extremely well — quiz her on anything about your interests or the things you love and it’s pretty much guaranteed that she’ll pass with flying colours

she can happily listen to you talk about anything for hours at a time, especially if you’re ranting about something you’re super interested in, because she loves the sound of your voic and loves hearing about your day — she’s just as talkative as you, of course, and will do the same if you ask but otherwise she’s happy to sit, listen, and ask some relevant questions here and there

she keeps every single thing you give her and takes the best care of them — whether it’s a heartfelt note, a handmade gift, or a neat trinket you found that reminded you of her, she loves them all the same because they came from you

for her own part she always seems to have something new to bring you because she ‘thought you’d like it!’ or it ‘made me think of you!’ — sometimes it’s clothes that are in your size and style, other times it’s a new book that she thought you’d enjoy, and other times it’s something completely different

the only thing that’s consistent about her frequent gift giving is the way she looks at you with a cute bitten-back grin and eyes wide with excitement as she waits to see your reaction — bonus points if you praise her for being such a sweet and capable lover

she trusts you to help her preen her wings and the two of you always make a day of it: you help her take care of her six wings and, in retun, she pampers you in ways only a seraphim can — all topped off by spending the day in your comfiest pyjamas with your favourite series running in the background

she isn’t the jealous type — this is heaven, after all, so such feelings aren’t needed — but there is a part of her that never fails to be warmed by the way you show her off as your partner with such joy and adoration that anyone who might have looked to you as a prospective partner would be dissuaded before they got the first word of their question out

emily celebrates with you whenever you’re excited about something, even if she doesn’t really know what’s going on — like she’ll match your energy and then some because she’s so excited that you’re excited because her favourite person is happy! isn’t that amazing?

she talks about you all of the time to anyone who will listen: singing your praises to random souls who she happens to meet on the promenade, gushing about how cute and lovely you are to peter whenever she visits him at the gates, excitedly ranting about your latest achievement to sera between meetings as her elder sister listens on with a patient smile, giggling as she recalls a funny joke you made the other day, etc. — you’re on her mind 24/7 and she doesn’t even try to hide it

[merakiui]

MERA MERAAAAAAAA OHHHHHH THAT WAS SOOO GOOOD.

The way you made clear that MC is just as delusional and crazy as Jade made the ending feel so soo right.

Like when MC went “Floyd would never be this mean to me.” Im like “GIRL Yes tf he wooooouuuuld 😭”

Her delusions made it clear that MC never truly knew Floyd. Not like that. Because the moment she went “His sharp upturned eyes are so beautiful💕” I was like “Floyd’s eyes?? they’re not- oooh 🫢” I’d like to think that she knew who that was in the room with her because how do you have “Floyd” but your thinking about Jade? 🤔

Honestly I like how callous she was about him and his feelings because Jade’s actions felt reciprocal rather than predatorial. Because honestly, if you think about it, there is nothing platonic about working him to an orgasm in the garden and dancing with him in a dress he magics up for you after a nice meal made by him lmaoo. She was using Jade and Jade was using her and I love that they’re so messy 💕

Honestly I’m as “Greedy Greedy” as the MC because I was hoping for Floyd to go for being with MC, along with Jade, but that’s just my delusion 😊

Either way thank you for getting that fic out! It was well worth the wait!!!!!! - 🦭Anon

🦭 ANON, THANK YOUUUU!!!!!! >w< I'm so happy you enjoyed tmdg!!!!! I loved writing an obsessive MC! She's so funny every time she claims "I'm not delusional" and then proceeds to say or do something delusional. T_T denial truly is an accessory she wears well. ;;;; I think a reader like the one in tmdg works very well with Jade, so I'm glad you also think similarly! :D their chemistry is very scrumptious to me. <3

Omg I'm really happy you caught on to the fact that she doesn't really know Floyd in that way and her cold indifference towards Jade!!!! Both eels are equally mean, but Reader doesn't want to see it like that. >_< she was absolutely viewing Floyd through rose-tinted glasses. But Jade encourages it like the troublesome guy he is because he knows fully well Floyd feels nothing for Reader!!! >:( I just know he was internally celebrating after seeing her so devastated in the wake of the confession LOL. His mindscape was covered in confetti. AAAAAA he's terrible... orz

But then she was using Jade for her own reasons in the same way he was using her. They're both opportunistic individuals using one another for their own gain. Jade and Reader surpassed the platonic line the minute they started kissing in the Mostro Lounge kitchen hehe. >:D Jade is so sneaky, using their deal to his advantage like that! How can you possibly call yourself "friends and nothing more" after Jade was balls deep inside you and you're thinking about him during the sex!!! He sticks in her brain like gum on the underside of a desk, so it's no wonder she's thinking of him when "Floyd" is railing her. AAAA reader is so messy. ｡ﾟ(TヮT) they're perfect for each other.

I like to imagine the unofficial sequel for tmdg involves Reader navigating her pregnancy while gradually falling out of love with Floyd, Jade being his usual obsessed, silly self, and Floyd slowly starting to fall for Reader because he thinks Shrimpy looks soooo cute when she's so pregnant and hormonal. OTL the timing is too unlucky because she likes Jade now. <3 aaaaa maybe one day the eels might share, but Jade won't let that happen anytime soon. ^^;;;

[lightsoutletsgo]

hey, could I request a ship please? ideally with 2 options but whatever works! I'm 5'10", some of my hobbies are horse riding, playing the piano and violin and singing. I previously worked in publishing and I'm just about to move into working for a charity. I'm chatty and bubbly but can also be introverted and enjoy staying in as much as going out! I love spending time outdoors and will give most things a go.

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hi lovely! tysm for sending this in, I really hope you like it! I knew who I was going to pick for you straight away! happy reading! mimi

CHARLES LECLERC ᝰ.ᐟ₊ ⊹ - always calls you mon étoile or mon coeur - loves your hands and how they link with his - his love language with you is quality time - for your birthday he gets you a vinyl of all of the songs you've played together that he's sneakily recorded on his phone as soon as I saw that you play the piano and the violin and you sing I immediately thought of charles! I feel like he would love that you guys can play and jam out together, whether it's creating beautiful instrumentals or singing your favourite songs on a rainy day when the weather adds to the atmosphere and the lighting is dim. charles would love to listen to you ramble about your work. he finds it adorable how excited you get. one of his favourite things to do is just ask you about it so he can watch your eyes light up and your smile get even bigger. he sometimes asks you if there's any way he can help whether it's through donations or fundraisers or appearances! (he also tries to convince some of the other drivers to help too)

cosy dinner dates in his apartment are a super common occurrence (even if you end up ordering in!), he loves going the extra mile with fancy cloth napkins, candles and a nice bottle of wine (or your favourite non-alcoholic drink that he insists you drink out of wine glasses - even if it's strawberry milk).

"mon coeur?" charles head pokes around the door of his apartment's spare bedroom which is seemingly becoming your office space more and more each day, "mhmm?" you barely even glance up from your laptop and he huffs, padding over to you and squeezing your shoulders, "are you almost finished?" you stretch and tip your head back to look at him. he kisses your forehead and smiles down at you, "dinner is in the oven and I have a new song I really want you to hear." your hand cups his face as your thumb rubs over his cheek, "I can't wait to hear it my love."

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

PIERRE GASLY ᝰ.ᐟ₊ ⊹ - calls you bébé or ma chérie - has an obsession with gently holding your face and looking into your eyes - no matter where you are or what you're doing - his love language with you is physical touch - pierre loves to gift you with experiences! spa trips, mini weekend breaks away, fancy restaurants or those immersive art gallery tours

pierre loves that you can be outgoing and enjoy time with mutual friends. there's nothing he loves more than going out to dinner with friends when he has a break! those evenings are made all the sweeter by getting to go home with you when you're feeling tired. he loves coming home and lying in bed with you, hands gently running up and down your arms or softly tracing his fingers over your back.

he thinks it's great that you're up for anything and loves visiting new places with you whether it's a restaurant with a unique menu and vibe or a new activity, the fact you're so willing to embrace new things and go on adventures for him makes his tummy flip.

pierre could listen to you talk for hours, even if you're not talking to him. it's why he enjoys hanging out in a group with you. he just loves being able to listen to your voice and giggles. even if he doesn't understand what on what you're talking about you still have his full and undivided attention.

"are you almost ready to go bébé?" you turn and smile at him from your vanity at the foot of the bed. he sits there just gazing at you lovingly, not rushing you in any way. "yep! are you going to tell me where we're going yet?" he laughs and winks at you before he shakes his head, "nope! you'll find out when you get there! but you're going to love it." you giggle and take the hand he's extended to you, "it's not going to be like the place we went to last week right? I still can't believe we ate dinner in the dark." pierre pokes your nose before holding out a blindfold for you. as you place it over your eyes and turn for him to secure it, he slides his hands around your waist and pulls you back into him, "I promise chérie, you'll love it."

[mochinomnoms]

The shrimpy smut was *chef's kiss* truly wonderful. Considering it was your first time writing a full nsfw it's even more impressive tbh. Let me just JWOWJXUWJJSK quickly about it.

Now I can finally place the question!

As we all know, there are many breeding thoughts in here, that are truly delicious. I was wondering though, assuming that everyone from the main cast gets their own equivalent of shrimpy - who would be a firm believer of no children policy®, and would there actually be such person?

Ngl, I'm on the "NOOOO" side of the barricade, and while I do like children and taking care of them from time to time I definitely don't want any of my own. I myself have a few headcanons about it that make more or less sense (some are biased af) and I wanted to know your thoughts.

Have a nice day, I love your brain 🩷

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Aaaaah thank you!!! I'm glad it's been well-received, I just love hearing people's thoughts on it!

As for your question, for sure absolutely Leona. He's stated multiple times that he doesn't like children, and seems to tolerate his nephew at best (though that could be for other reasons, not just because he doesn't like kids). Even if he was just saying he didn't like kids and actually did like them, I still don't see him wanting any. He already knows that he will always be the second son, the second prince. He's grown up being treated as a danger, as a nuisance, as a back-up heir to the Kingscholar family (until Cheka came alone, now he has no purpose). And while he might be able to learn to cope and accept it with therapy and maybe someone on one time with his brother, I don't think he would want to bring a child into that life. If he's treated so shitty, how would his own kids fare? Nah, he's fine not having children.

I also think Jamil is pretty firm on it too, unless is circumstances at home change. He's been forced to pretend to be second best to Kalim, to be a servant, to be his "best friend", but to never be too good at anything, to be too outspoken, to just go with Kalim's whims. His family has been servant to the Asims for generations, so any of his future kids would be as well. Look at how he fared growing up, why would he want to make someone else miserable? And could he be like his parents, telling their son to suck it up and cater to someone else just because they're rich and powerful? I don't think he could, and he knows that too. It's best to not make someone else as miserable as he is. Maybe, in the case that he gets his freedom or Kalim makes him an equal once he's head, he might think about it.

[monsieur-neuvillette]

"Control." She repeated the word as the walked, her legs skittering as she tried to match his pace. "What is...come-pan-ian? Is it good? Can Niananian drink it?" Her eyes look at the blue dangling thing on his jacket hanging from his shoulder and she reaches to touch it. "What this?"

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“Your curiosity is endless, isn’t it?”

[His face gave a small hint of a small, his tone light as he slowed down to match her pace, the skies slowly clearing as he gave a small hum]

“They are little… friends, friends who can help you. I know a friend who has them, she named all of them… I cannot remember their names… but they help her and protect her as well… and this is an accessory. It is apart of this attire, meant to help it look better.”

[eyesxxyou]

thinking ab aftercare with loser!hobie

poor thing is covered in cum and his own tears. you’ve been degrading him so the second you call him a good boy and start praising, he completely melts. he’s all whimpery going ‘i did good?’ over and over.

helping him into a nice warm bath after wiping him down and it feels so good after getting overstimulated for what felt like hours. telling him how good he is while he slowly comes out of such an intense subspace, building him back up after humiliating him.

he’s so sweet too telling you how good it felt and how lucky he is to be with you. he’s such a sap that as soon as he has the energy to speak, he immediately starts rambling about how amazing you are. curling up in bed and he mumbles a little ‘thank you’ before falling asleep with you in his arms

(ignore the fact that hobie is 6’5 and absolutely cannot fit in a bath tub)

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I wanna pet his head and call him a good boy while kissing kisses cheeks UGH why can't I have a Hobie 😮‍💨

[gothamslostboy]

Hi me again! Could I request Spencer Reid x trans male reader (ftm) with the prompts

“Please stay” and “It’s cold when your gone”

Where the 2 r js cuddling bc some asshole at y/ns work said some shit abt him being trans

Maybe a bit of making out but fs like kisses

Ty luv 🫶

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A/N: hey 🦭, thank you for my first ever Spencer Reid request! This was a great experience to write and I hope you like it:]

Meliorism

WORDS: 850

MELIORISM (n.) the belief that the world gets better; the belief that humans can improve the world

Spencer Reid x FTM reader

SPENCER YOU

Spencer had 3 main amazing talents. His eidetic memory, which allowed him to recall the tiniest visual details of the things he sees, even if briefly. Reid could also read 20,000 words a minute, finishing books that would take a regular person multiple days in only a few hours. These are well known about Spencer, but, his third talent is something only you’ve experienced. He has the ability to read your emotions perfectly.

If he hadn’t already explained that the ability to be a genuine mind reader would require factors that don’t exist in our world, you would’ve been sure he was one. No matter how insignificant the feeling, Dr. Spencer Walter Reid knew you felt it. So it was no suprise when he was already at the door when you arrived home, scooping you into a hug and kissing your forehead.

Daniel said something again didn’t he? You know, even after one transphobic comment the U.S Equal Employment Opportunity Commission says that he can be fired. I’m sorry he does this Y/N, you deserve better. You let out a small chuckle as he continues to ramble about different papers and documents he’s read that could help. Just knowing how much Spencer wants to help makes the hurt you feel evaporate away for a bit.

I’m gonna be ok Spence, it just hurts to hear those things. Especially because he was a work friend before he found out I’m trans. You broke away from the hug to shrug the burgundy coat off your body, placing it on the coat rack before grabbing Spencer’s hand & walking towards your shared bedroom. I know Y/N, but you’re just too great of a guy to have to put up with hateful speech. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? I just want to lay down and watch a show, is Star Trek alright? He smiles, matching the small one on your face as he nods.

Sounds perfect! Did you know that Star Trek actually has very little physics mistakes? Considering the time it was- Spencer’s phone rings, cutting off a rant you were honestly interested in hearing. He answers, the corners of his mouth dropping back down as he exhales. He nods his head a few times before excusing himself to the person on the other end of the phone. Sorry Hotch, just a moment. You’re now back to feeling the same disappointment you had earlier, Aaron only calls after 6:00pm when there’s a case.

Y/N, im so sorry, Reid cups your face with his left hand. There’s a briefing for a case, we leave early tomorrow. Please stay. You lean your face into his hand even more. I know it’s selfish, but I just don’t want to be alone…. Its not selfish. A quiet silence fills the moment. Spencer examines you for a second before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. He guides you onto the bed, pulling off your shoes and turning on Star Trek. He exits the room and moves the phone back to his ear. You sigh, knowing that the case is important or he would’ve stayed.

Surprisingly, Spence re enters about 10 minutes later, with waters and your favorite snack. I thought- I can read the case files on the flight tomorrow. There’s more than enough time and Hotch said he’d fill me in on any other information needed. You hug his side as he sits down, pulling yourself close enough to rest your head on his shoulder as you watch the show. Thank you Spence. It’s better when you’re here, the house is so cold when I’m alone. He turns your head to face his, you come first Y/N, always.

Both leaning in for a slightly intense kiss, time passes and you realize 1 and 1/2 episodes have played in the background. You two had got so caught up in eachother that the tv noise had been completely forgotten. Spencer shares one more peck, before turning back to the screen. I thought you just wanted to lay down and watch a show? We haven’t done very much of that have we? A snicker escapes you as your eyes roll playfully.

Alright, I know. You’ve seen this show a hundred times- 68 and 3/5ths. Reid beams at you as you raise an eyebrow. Ok, you’ve seen this show 68 & 3/5ths times, what’s happened so far in this episode?

He begins to tell you all the needed context for the episode, and then some extra. You lean back against his shoulder and you two hold the hands closest to eachother, the horrible day of work completely forgotten.

Spencer tended to do that. He made all your bad days turn into good ones. You knew no matter how many people tried to hurt you, to tear away your happiness, that people like Spencer Reid existed. People who spend everyday trying to fix this broken world. You knew that meeting Spencer and falling in love with him was the luckiest thing a guy like you could do.

[princessbrunette]

imagine meeting rafe by babysitting for toddler!wheezie?????

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stop this is sooo cute i love writing big brother rafe with toddler wheeze :(

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he’s more pissed than anything at first, wondering why on earth his father didn’t trust him to be a responsible adult and care for his little sister now that ward was away on business more times than not. the last thing rafe wanted was a stranger snooping around and weaselling their way into the benefits that came along with being a cameron.

his mind changed when he saw just how pretty you are, and not just that — how sweet and polite too. he hangs out in the doorway watching you play with his sister, trying to put on an expression that showcased scepticism but it always softened to intrigue. wheezie loved you, and he couldn’t even question why.

the boy wanders in, watching you knelt beside the curly haired toddler in your cute little summer dress and big smile. “soooo, i’m thinking… we should go and get ice-cream!” you grin, emphasising the last part to catch her attention. it works, and she claps excitedly with a squeal.

“i’ll drive us.” rafe suddenly pipes up and your head spins to him, blinking a few times in surprise.

“oh, really?” you smile politely, if not a little awkwardly at the sudden appearance of the child’s oldest brother who you’d seen floating around.

“well i’ve got nothing to do… and i figured i should get to know the person spending all this time with my little sister.” he shrugs, pulling his hands out his pockets to swing his car keys round his finger.

“yes, of course.” you submit to the idea, clambering to your feet as wheezie runs towards him.

“raaa—e!” she yells happily, pummelling into his legs before he bends down to swoop her up, planting her on his hip.

“hey, kiddo.” he pinches her nose briefly making her sniff and giggle. you grab your purse and send rafe a kind smile, letting him lead the way to his car. he hands you the kid, which feels odd and parental of the two of you and he quickly sets up the car seat in his car, letting you fasten wheezie inside. you hover by the passenger door, unsure of whether or not he’d rather you sit in the back. “go ahead.” he nods obviously and you climb in, placing your hands in your lap, making one sided conversation with wheezie to settle some awkwardness.

the two of you chat, rafe asking most of the questions about where you’re from and what you did before babysitting — the polite interrogation feeling like another interview for the position, but you didn’t mind — it was understandable that the current man of the house would wanna know who was practically living in it with him all of a sudden.

things get more comfortable as the two of you get chatting, walking into the icecream parlour as a three. he didn’t know he’d like the feeling so much, thinking on it as he glances at you pointing out the different colours of icecream behind the glass to his little sister. he’s fishing in his wallet as he does so, paying for the three of you. it made him feel… good. important. he hadn’t much thought of having children before, he knew he wanted to one day but it seemed like a far away thought. having a cute little baby, and a pretty gentle girl by his side calmed him, gave him the sense of authority he was looking for.

he has to remind himself not to place a hand on your lower back when you walk to the little table, chuckling himself when you let wheezie take her own spoon and messily feed herself.

“good job honey!” you coo as she manages to get some into her mouth before offering you the saliva covered spoon. “ohhh, no thank you!”

rafe decided he must have you, and seeing as you were now living in his house, ward being on a long trip — it would make things a lot easier. his own practice family, with you.

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[lipglossanon]

Could you do a short blurb of stepbro choking the reader? 👉👈

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Howdy 🦭 anon! 👋

Sure! It’s gonna be super short and sweet though so just a heads up 😉

18+ etc etc 👇

It’s not often Leon hangs out in your room, which to be fair you also prefer to hang out in his, but today seems to be the exception. It’s raining out and your room is dark and cozy; Leon sits against your pillows with you lying back on his chest, head tucked under his chin.

With a soft hum, one of his hands wander down to your shorts and slips underneath the band. Slipping beneath your panties as well, he slowly circles your clit.

“Leon,” you whisper, body arching into his touch.

“Shhh, be a good girl for me,” he kisses your temple, “let me play with your pussy.”

Whining, you nod and feel his other hand come up to gently cup your throat. His fingers dig into the skin a little tighter and you gasp as he slowly squeezes your neck. Once your vision starts to blur, he lets off, fingers resting lightly for a moment before repeating it all over again.

Mewling gasps leave your parted lips as Leon continues to gently choke you while he teases your cunt.

“B-big brother,” you whimper and he lightly smacks your pudgy clit.

“Thatta girl,” he coos mockingly, “can feel this little princess pussy soaking my fingers. Gonna make you cream my fingers while you wear my hand as a pretty necklace.”