#he’s definitely petting him on his fluffy lil head

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

*camera filming like a documentary. Vaggie is narrating. The camera focuses on Husk reading on the couch*

Vaggie: This is Husk. He enjoys his personal space-

*camera pans out to reveal Angel laying across Husk’s lap*

Vaggie: This is Angel. He also enjoys Husk’s personal space.

[adelheidvonschicksal]

In the Hybrid AU, would Gojo be a rabbit or another cat hybrid? Because you’ve got Rabbit Gojo who’s using his cute looks to his advantage but also secretly horny all the time and wants to breed little cute bunnies inside you. Then you’ve got Catoru, who’s the pamper type who loves making mischief and knocking things off the table just for funnsies.

Yes, Avy and I talked about this a few weeks back, and came to a consensus that he’d definitely be a bunny! (pampered Catoru gives me fuzzy feelings too. Because he’s pretty like one of those persian cats with blue eyes.) I do think it’s funny that baby rabbits are called kits/kittens, too.

+breeding, dubious consent, hybrids, fem!reader

Gojo’s a smart and silly little bun bun, who definitely uses his cuteness to get what he wants! He may have an adorable twitchy nose, whiskers, and fuzzy ears. His bouncing around during JJK 0 is his version of zoomies, which is what tricked you into taking him home.

Yet, he causes nothing but trouble. Digging through stuff around the house, constantly eating your snacks, bothering your curtains and sheets, and taunting the neighbors’ dogs. You thought you were getting a sweet, innocent bunny, not Bugs Bunny.

If he can’t work his way out of something on his own, he’s confident his luck will get him out of any trouble he causes. Always laughing away the problem because he has “lucky rabbit’s feet”.

He loves it when you scratch the top of his head and groom him. He’s super-fast and can fight well, so you don’t have to worry about him getting into fights with other hybrids. In fact, wolf-dog hybrid Suguru is his best friend.

He really likes sweets and fruits too. Gojo would inhale them if you let him, reminding you of the folklore of rabbits making rice cakes on the moon. With Gojo’s sweet tooth, you can see why it became a legend.

He’s bonded himself to you, so he loves to cuddle up with you for daily naps and tries to groom you. However, he’s really bad about keeping you up during the late hours and early morning when he’s the most awake before sleeping throughout the day like an innocent lil’ fuzzy.

Gojo scent marks you, constantly dragging his chin over your head and against your belongings to let others know you’re a part of his territory. He gets pouty, grumpy, and clingy when you’re around other rabbit hybrids. He also has really bad personal space issues, circling around you and yapping away to get your attention (because he considers you his mate!).

He wants to breed his cute little bunnies in you. He wonders, “How many kits can humans have at one time?” Two? Three? Six? Sometimes those shows on TV have 9! He thinks 6 is a good overall goal number. To start, anyway.

He's going to think about it all day, every day. There's a reason the saying "breed like rabbits exists". He gets so hard thinking about you. You don't even have to do anything. The idea of breeding you with his babies, a daydream of little yous with the same bunny ears as him is enough to make him want to mount you.

You think playing with his fluffy tail, watching it flick back and forth, and rubbing his fuzzy white ears is a cute way to tease him but all you’re doing is working up an already horny mind that was ready to mount you as soon as you rolled out of that bed in the morning.

If you pet him one more time, he’s going to grab you, pull you into his lap, and use his thick legs to part yours. You barely touched your bunny, but he’s already hard and pulling out his dripping cock to breed you. It’s your fault for starting it, doe! And if you try to wiggle away, he thinks you’re just playing a game with him. Weren’t you just grooming him?

Gojo will treat you so well most of the time though. He knows how to use his tongue to groom you, especially down there, and he is aware he has you when you start to make pretty little moans for him. He’ll have you soaking wet and choking up before he thinks about breeding you with his cute little fluffballs. You’re not even going to think about it when he presses his weight against your back, bites hard on your shoulder, and start to thrust like he's possessed.

He’ll keep going into you’re overstimulated and begging for rest, but he keeps his arms wrapped around you to stop all your squirming, begging not just yet, one more time, doe. It’s always one more time with him during his rut. One more orgasm, one more thrust, one more kit--please, please, please, doe--he knows you can.

[bambi-slxt]

I’ve been feeling really down lately so would you mind writing something real fluffy with either chris x reader or matt x reader and it’s about how playful they are together and they’re always teasing and tickling each other and stuff like that.

Just something real cute, love your writing btw!!

of course, honey <3 a/n at the bottom

playful!matt & playful!chris:

✨a concept✨

making dinner -

chris: definitely dancing around the kitchen and being exactly zero help. "come on," he yaps, grinning his cute stupid little grin, "dance with me, pretty girl, the pasta can wait." "chris!" you can't help but giggle at the kid. "wanna dance with my lady." his smile is almost too big for his face, and your heart feels tight.

matt: does everything he can to distract you while simultaneously assuming an air of utter and absolute innocence. "i don't know what you're talking about," he says, slipping behind you and pinching your side, rolling his eyes at what he believes is an incredible overreaction from you.

going thrifting -

chris: tries to scare you by hiding in the racks like you haven't been watching him the entire time, only to be disappointed when you're not startled in the slightest. "but...but..." he grumbles, hanging off your shoulders, arms wrapped dejectedly around your neck, "i tried so hard."

matt: "what do you mean, 'don't get the grand-dad shirt'? this is the peak of fashion!"

the shirt in question:

movie night -

chris: resorts to assailing you with tickling when he doesn't get his way. "i wanna - mmfh - watch The Lion - fuck! - King, so we're gonna fuckin' watch - you motherfucker - The Lion - GET BACK HERE!"

matt: keeps trying to drown his face in your tummy instead of watching whatever's put on the tv. "it's just so cozy." his words are incredibly muffled. "you begged me for three days to watch this with you." "mmfh. gimme head scratches." "you're such a baby." "i love youuuuu."

beach day -

chris: insists on playing mermaids ("wait how come you get the sparkly tail. i'm the merman king, i should get the sparkly tail."), lifeguards ("okay, okay, pretend you're like, drowning, yeah. why? so i can be a hero and save you! duh."), and terraforming the beach itself ("it'll be good for a tiktok, yeah, just dig the trench all the way up there by the towels, and then we can divert all the water away from here and-").

matt: hunts all morning for shells for you and teaches himself to braid so he can string them in your hair. he ends up tangling things more than he produces actual results, but is very careful to undo his mistakes and reapply sunscreen on your shoulders. "and here i thought you hated the beach." "i despise the beach," he says cheerfully, closing yet another ziploc baggie filled to the brim with shells. "can't wait to go home." "liar." matt smiles against your neck, his chest pressing into your back. "yeah, maybe."

farmer's market -

chris: conveniently forgets how much he hates fruits and vegetables because, "they just look so, like...anasthetic. that's the word right?" "nope." "anta...antacid? anna..." "aesthetic?" "that's the bitch, look at these strawberries, they're fucking huge-" "you let the strawberries nick bought last week grow mold in the fridge!" chris grins. "what's your point?"

matt: more focused on petting the dogs people brought with them than looking at the actual stalls with products/goods. "who's a good boy, yeah you are, hey babe we should get a dog, oh my god, you're just the sweetest lil' guy-"

night out:

chris: never lets you walk on the outside of the sidewalk and always stops to listen to the musicians through the bars' flung-wide windows. "baby, look, his guitar's got flames on the side. oh shit, you cold? hey, come here, kid," he chuffs, gathering you under his arm, dulcet harmonies flowing from the bar into the soft night air. "i love you," he murmurs, his lips fluttering against the shell of your ear. "i love bein' out here with ya."

matt: gently hands his finger from the belt loop of your jeans, guiding you lightly through the crowds, watching your face light up at the sights and sounds around you. "holy shit, they're so drunk!" "yeah," he says softly. he couldn't care less about a single other thing in this moment - how would he, when the sparkling neon of the nighttime scene washed over your features?

ice-cream date -

chris: plans to get something to share and refuses to hear anything to the contrary, grinning at all attempts to sway him. "yeah, she'll have - quit it - that one over there, please - i'll tickle you right here in public, i swear to god i will - yeah, thanks - miss lady you better watch it-" "...okay, this is pretty good." he scrunches his nose quite cutely in lieu of a verbal response, shoveling spoonfuls into his mouth.

matt: does literally everything he can to get you to make a mess just so he can do the cliche 'wipe ice cream from your lip' move. "i'm a classy guy, alright, leave me alone," he says with a grin.

cleaning day -

chris: CAUTION- may actually flat-out refuse. "we could just stay in bed though," he grumbles, holding your arm hostage. "we gotta cleannnn..." "nahhhh, come back to me." in a sudden burst of energy, he tugs you all the way back onto him, rolling you onto the mattress and under the blanket in one fell movement.

matt: shuffles your favorite playlist, turns it up, and dances with a feather duster you didn't even know he owned. "WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM?" "STOLE IT FROM NICK'S ROOM. COME ON, WE GOTTA DUST!"

grocery shopping -

chris: has a cart and a dream, and is infinitely more focused on you than actually locating the necessary items. "you want it? yes, mamas," he chuckles, "get whatever you want. yeah i mean it. that's what you want for dinner? okay," he shrugs, his downturned smile making his dimples show up and show out, "i'll make ya whatever you want."

matt: has a list and a plan, both of which quickly crumble as he finds it impossible to resist your impulse-purchasing. "no, baby, we gotta..." - long-suffering sigh - "we already have...yes we do, they're at home in your drawer...what do you mean, 'they're all gone', how did you...okay, well chris isn't SUPPOSED to eat your fucking snacks-"

vlogging -

chris: "okay guys, so i'm gonna take her to build-a-bear but it's gonna be a surprise so don't- HEY YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE OUT HERE YET-" the camera falls onto the couch as a blurry image of you and chris rolling around on the floor fades into view. his hat flies off and his weird, goofy laugh fills the living room.

matt: "hey guys >:|" "tell them :)" "i'm fuckin' getting there. so i said last time that i would never do this stupid wheel of punishments again, but someone convinced me-"

makeup/facials -

chris: "this feels colllld. i'm only doing this cuz i love u. what's this one supposed to do? the last one said it was gonna clean out my pores or something, and this one...'just looks cute', huh? i'm gonna fUCKING-" he launches off his bathroom counter and tackles you onto his bed in a flurry of kisses and tickles

matt: "i think i look great with eyeliner actually. what is it larray says, cunty? do i look cunty? why are you laughing?"

cuddle time -

chris: "absolutely not. come here mamas. you're not goin' anywhere, it's rainin' outside, an' i know you're still tired...come on, i miss ya already..." he smiles as you oh-so-reluctantly nestle back into the covers he holds up for you. "atta girl. stay here til' you die." "chris what the fuck." "that was romantic!" "...sure it was honey. sure it was." his laugh makes you roll your eyes, but the peppered kisses that follow make you smile in spite of yourself. "i love you...you know that, right?" "i had an idea, yeah." he tugs you into his body with a playful growl. "shut up."

matt: simply locks his legs around yours so you couldn't leave even if you wanted to. he traces lazy shapes on the back of your hand and his breath fans down over your neck. "miss girl..." "hm?" "were you aware that i loved you?" "ohmygoddoyoureally?" matt's hold tightens and his low chuckle rumbles through your skin. "you're terrible."

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notes from bambi:

thank you for the request anon! i'm so sorry this took so long but i hope it was at least somewhat worth the wait, and i hope things get back on track for you soon <3

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ ａｔｏｍｉｃ ｂｌｏｎｄｅ♡

♡ Pairing: boyfriend!mingi x chubby!fem!reader

♡ Summary: Comforting your boyfriend after he gets a new look gets you into trouble but the good kind.

♡ Genre: smut w/ a dash of fluff

♡ Word Count: 1.4kish

♡ Warnings: oral sex (m & f receiving), unprotected sex (ya'll know better), creampie, a lil spanking, scratching, nibbling, some rough play (nothing major), pet names (baby, my girl, etc).

♡ A/N: Mingi's wrecking me and I am not okay. Just FYI.

@anyamaris save me from myself

“You hate it” Mingi sighs, staring at his choppy blonde hair in the mirror. It had been a spur-of-the-moment decision to take a pair of scissors to his hair. He had no plan going into it. Only that he needed to do something…anything…different to get out of his own head. But you can see it all over his face that he's second-guessing it. Stepping into the bathroom, you dodge the clumps of fire-red hair scattered across the tiles, to get a closer look at your boyfriend’s new hair. “I love it” you smile sweetly, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet.

Mingi watches you in the mirror for a moment, skeptical. He tousles his hair, trying and failing to style it. “It’s okay. You don’t have to lie.” You grab his arm, turning him to face you. “Hey, look at me,” you say, momentarily losing yourself in those gorgeous pools of sable he calls eyes, “When have I ever lied to you?” Mingi cracks a faint smile, his lips pressed together to keep him from full-on cheesing. “Never.” You play with his hair a bit, gathering them into small spikes. “Exactly. I think it looks pretty hot. I’d definitely throw my panties at you.” 

Your comment gets a laugh out of him precisely as you intended. All you ever want to do is see that adorable smile of his. It’s your favorite thing in the world. Sometimes Mingi gets down on himself, wondering if he is, in fact, good enough in one way or another. When you feel that way, doubt weighing heavy on your shoulders, he makes sure to remind you how special you are. “Yesterday, today, and tomorrow” he likes to say. A small reminder that you were, are, and always will be perfect in his eyes.

Pinching his cheeks, you plant a quick kiss on his peachy lips. “Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, remember?” Mingi nods, feeling all of the blood rush to his cheeks. He turns back to the sink, rubbing his cheeks to chase that rosy hue away. “Anyway…” he mumbles, shifting his focus to cleaning up his mess. “Anyway?” you scoff, rolling your eyes, “I’m glad we could have such a touching conversation. I have to get started on dinner. I’m out of here.” You walk off with your arms folded across your chest and your nose in the air. As fake offended as a girl could ever be.

You make it a few steps down the hall before Mingi’s behind you, his arms around your chubby figure as he trails kisses along your neck. “What was that you were saying about throwing your panties at me?” You giggle, your body wriggling against his, “That’s what you got out of what I said? Really?” You never wear pants around the house, a habit he’s grateful for when he easily squeezes your fluffy thighs. It tickles enough that you twist away from him, stumbling backward. “Mingi…I have things to do!” He raises an eyebrow at you, taking one step forward for each one you take back.

“So do I.” “Aah!” you squeal, being pulled into an intoxicating kiss. Even with your eyes closed, paralyzed by the artful way his tongue dances with yours, you’re seeing stars. Holding you firmly by the hips, he guides you into the bedroom without even looking. Your shirt’s being pulled up over your head before you make it through the doorway with his following right behind. When he gets like this he has a one-track mind. Nothing else matters. He only wants one thing and it’s you. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, you run a hand across his lean chest, the other palming his thick bulge through those godforsaken gray sweatpants.

An invention by the devil if there ever was one. Mingi’s knees nearly buckle from the unexpected friction. Each time you brush your palm against him he gets harder and the warmth between your legs intensifies. By the time his sweatpants are at his ankles, his leaking tip on your tongue, he’s throbbing. Placing your tongue on the underside of his head, you lick upward, collecting his precum on your tongue. Mingi pets your cheek, watching intently as you take him into your mouth, your warm, tight lips hugging his length with no room to spare. “So…fucking…beautiful,” he says, each word broken by the flutter of your cheeks.

There’s something about feeling the pulsing veins of his cock through your cheek, your head rocking back and forth, that he can never get enough of. You gag the tiniest bit when he hits the back of your throat, knowing how insane it drives him when you take more than you can handle. He can already sense that familiar feeling prickling in his stomach. Shit, why were you so good at this? Mingi grabs you by the neck, not too hard, just enough to rip himself from your mouth with a wet suctioning noise. You look up at him so innocently, proud of being able to push him to the brink that quickly.

“Bend over” he commands, your gentle giant replaced with something more domineering. You slide back on the bed, spreading your legs to expose your moisture. “Only if you say please.” Without a word, he reaches out to stroke your clit through the thin lace. Your breaths grow shallow when his fingers push the fabric to the side, sinking into you until his knuckles are flush against you. “Please” he whispers, rotating his wrist at just the right angle to have you pushing against him for more only to snatch his fingers away, “Pretty…pretty…please”. “Mmhmm” you whine, tossing your panties behind you and getting on all fours.

This view of you is so tempting. That juicy ass of yours sticking out. Your pussy so wet and desperate to take him. Taking a deep breath, he gets his head together. Not yet. A marvelous sting radiates through your body when he palms your ass with a slap, pushing you forward to lap at your entrance. “Mingi, fuck, yes” you’re moaning and he’s thrusting his tongue into you. He brings his fingers back up to massage between your petal-soft folds. Each time your body quivers, pert nipples dragging against the bed heightening your pleasure, it only deepens his hunger for you. The way he’s devouring you, drinking you down like a man who hasn’t had water in days, has you screaming every filthy word you know into the sheets.

Shit. Fuck. Goddamn it. Motherfucker. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me” you cry out, nearly throwing a tantrum, an explosion brewing in your core. You feel his husky laugh vibrate against you. “What was that?” he taunts, flipping you onto your back and climbing on top of you. You lick yourself off of his lips, dragging him into a kiss. “Fuck…me” you moan down his throat. He drives into you, your body immediately erupting into shivers as your walls clamp around him. Your world's shattering. Your heart's racing. Is he trying to kill me? The room’s spinning. You’re lightheaded. I might be dying. Worth it.  

“Is my girl gonna cum for me?” he’s almost singing, nibbling at your bottom lip. Your nails digging into his back is as close to an answer as he’s gonna get and it’s enough for his motions to grow harsher. Your ears are ringing, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Such a mess you’re making creaming all over him like this. “That’s it, baby. Mmm” he coos, keeping his pace even as the overstimulation tears you apart, but that doesn’t last long. Soon his motor skills go to hell and he’s pouring into you, whispering praises into your cleavage.

Your bodies go limp together, your muscles as strong as a pot of boiled spaghetti. Mingi flops down beside you, struggling to catch his breath. Out of the corner of your eye, you see your panties near your head. You pick them up, throwing them on his head. “There, I threw my panties at you.” “I’ll…treasure…these…forever” he pants, twirling them around his finger. You cozy up to him, resting your head on his chest. “You know, that’d be a nice color on you.” “Hmm?” You gesture towards your panties, “The pink.” Mingi stares at them, weighing his options. “Pink” he sighs, kissing you on the bridge of your nose, “I like it.”

[fluffycalamari]

One Piece Relationship Headcannons Pt. 2!!

Part 1!

Contents: fluffy! A Lil suggestive for Kid

Characters in this part: Law, Kid,

Gender nuetral reader in mind!!

Law

You guys need to understand Law is my no.1 fav in One Piece; I've thought long and hard about him.

Very calm outside of his bed quarters

Like come on he's literally the definition of "affection behind closed doors"

It's the little things that makes him flustered!

Holding hands in public?! Sure he has that deadpanned face on; but MENTALLY! MY BRUVA IS FREAKING OUT.

Behind closed doors he's very vulnerable; he's got a lot of trauma to unpack.

Likes to be the little spoons idc what any of yall say!! It gives him comfort.

He really appreciates when you give him his space.

He also adores it when you're stubborn about him taking a break; it helps him to not overwork himself.

The type of boyfriend you can never catch sleeping unless you wake up 5 years before him.

Especially cause I know for a fact that Law is the type to work into the early mornings.

Your stir in your sleep, absent-mindedly searching for your lover. Throwing your arms across the bed, your eyes shoot open when you realize aside from you, it's empty. You force your heavy lids open and face a nearby window. It's dark, now that your senses are flooding in you hear scribbling. Through static vision you see Law hunched on his desk, going over and revising what you're assuming to be the agenda for the next island you guys were heading. "..Law, why the hell are you still awake?" Your voice is groggy; pulling yourself off the bed you approach him. "[Name]-ya, listen.." he yawns, inked hands covering his mouth to be polite. "I need to finish this before we get to the island." Law's voice is just as groggy as yours. "My guy," You state, grabbing his arm. "We're going the fuck to sleep, how are we gonna execute a plan if you're not in top shape?" Dragging him to the bed "i-" "I nothing Law, bed now," as you push him onto the bed; you join him, wrapping your arms around him. As you drifted back into your slumber you hear law mutter under his breath "I love you [name] ya". You don't even have the energy to say it back, so you hum the phrase in response.

Eustass Kidd

Where do I even start with this red headed slut.

I love kid, you love kid, we all love kid

He doesn't know how to express his feelings for you so it always comes out the best way he can...Aggressive.

You love that shit though cause why would you be with him otherwise!!!

Kid buys you flowers; he's lying right through his fucking teeth about how you were bitchin and moanin because you wanted these flowers so bad. While blushing his goofy ass blush.

(You just glanced at them while walking through the city with kid)

HE LEAVES LIPSTICK STAINS ON YOUR FACE IDC IDC IDC I DONT CAAAREEEEE!!!

Now this might be rinse and repeat but I don't care

He's nicer behind close doors, he can get vulnerable with you because he knows you won't utter a word to another soul.

Don't get me wrong he's still agressive/dominant; this is kid we're talking about. But he's still a human being so being able to express himself freely is nice.

This man is bold, gets jealous, and literally needs the world you two are together so other pirates won't try anything.

Will slap your ass whenever he pleases; you get him back too cause wtf not!

Like this man will full on make-out with you if someone tries to flirt with you.

You're in public with kid on a lil stroll, sanji is being sanji and he rushes towards you nose bleeding, calling you a bunch of pet names like "beautiful, darling, sweetheart!!" You look up at Kid as Sanji is literally on his hands and knees asking you to be his partner. "Sorry sanji, I'm not really interested in-" you're cut off by Kid, he grabs you by the collar of your shirt pulling you into a sloppy kiss. His tounge being shoved down your throat as you finally get into thw motions; throwing your arms around his neck, tounges intertwining while attempting to close the non existent gap between you both. Breaking away from the kiss, Kid smirks at sanji, "They're with me."

[thecomfortgoth]

Kiss From A Rose

Eddie Munson x Fem Reader

18+ MDNI (istfg do not)

2k words (I got carried away lol)

CW: smut, masturbation with a toy (F receiving, M giving), praise kink, soft!dom Eddie, oral sex at the end (F receiving), lil bit fluffy and lovey, established relationship, reader and Eddie are in their mid/late 20's, pet names, no use of y/n, little bit of possessiveness ig

Please let me know if I missed anything above

A/N: Here's a small drabble that may or may not have come to me in the form of my overactive imagination at night, I will not be taking any further questions, thankyouuuuu. Feedback is very appreciated as this is my first ever smut drabble thingy I've ever written and I'm nervous lol. Banners and seperators made by me (it was my first go, I tried my best)

You're not sure how long you've been laying here. Not sure how long you've been trying to muffle your whines and gasps as your boyfriend Eddie gives you the kind of orgasms you'd only been able to dream about before you met him. After all, you definitely don't want your roommates to wake up again hearing you two going at it like a couple of horny teenagers. You'd only just moved in and one awkward breakfast had been enough for you to tell Eddie when they were home, you both had to keep it down.

To which he just smirked and said "Is that a challenge sweetheart?"

That's what lead to this. To him having you laying on your back in your bed that very same night, legs parted wide for him, the man in question laid on his side next to you, an arm slung around you grabbing at the soft skin of your breasts and teasing the peaks of your nipples with his fingertips, his other hand between your legs using your rose vibrator on your throbbing clit.

Your pussy had really been through it tonight, since you'd lost count of how many orgasms you'd had now. And Eddie knew that god damn toy made you crumble with ease, especially when he used it on you. He just seemed to do it right, seemed to inherently know exactly how to make it suck at your soaked clit in just the right way, at just the right angle. And he would build it up torturously slow, inching the pressure and speed up bit by fucking bit. He was a bastard for that, but holy fuck did you love it.

"Does that feel good, angel? Oh it does doesn't it? I can tell from that beautiful look on your face, you're gonna lose it soon aren't you baby?" He coo's mockingly sweet in your ear, a low dark chuckle coming from him, his voice just above a whisper as he kisses along your cheek and jaw, down to the juncture of your neck, groaning low and quiet, small growls every now and then when you clench this way or that way, twitch in his arms a little too much, almost like the hum of an engine. His solid cock lay between the underside of your thigh and his own stomach, his arm keeping you from moving it at all, his hips rolling against your plushness as he chased any friction he could while he brought you over the edge again and got his stamina back to fuck you again.

He couldn't give *you* a break though. No, you were going to keep falling apart for him until you either begged him to stop or he was done with you, whatever came first. And you knew you'd *never* beg for such a thing, you loved when he did this, you loved when he was like this, completely insatiable, almost primal and obsessed and needy to give you as many delicious endings as he could. That was Eddie's thing. He was definitely a giver. Seeing you get off was enough to make him jizz his pants. And it had several times in the past.

You fisted the sheet beneath you, turning your head slightly to look at him through half lidded misty eyes, seeing him look at you with both fondness and lust, his breath now fanning your face. Your chest was heaving, your tits moving rapidly with each breath you took, a thin layer of sweat formed over the expanse of your body as he gazed over you, a small grunt coming from him as he turned the damn toy he had attached to your bud up a notch, making you gasp loudly, your lips twitching as they opened wider.

"Yeah? That it, baby? Right there? Come on, let me have it, gimme another one, you're doing so fucking good for me angel, so so fucking good, always so good" he said, his voice raspy and hoarse, almost sounding as fucked out as you felt. His bangs were stuck to his forehead and you were both panting into each others mouths, hips rolling in opposite directions, rushing towards that cliffs edge you both so desperately needed right now at god knows what time in the night it was.

He was completely in awe with you, with how you looked so effortlessly breathtaking, even in the darkness of your bedroom, the only light provided from the moon outside peeking through your thin curtains. He watched how your whole body almost glittered with perspiration, making you look even more ethereal than he originally had thought. He was so fucking gone for you, it was ridiculous. He found himself falling more and more for you in the simplest of ways. And in the filthiest of ways.

"Eddie.." you sighed, almost sounding desperate, lips parted and wet, eyes half rolling back in your head as you reached forward and clung to his bicep, nails digging in a little and leaving little half moon marks in his skin.

You could feel that ball tightening low in your gut, the rush of blood going straight to your head and the pounding of your heart in your ears. "Baby, be good for me yeah? Be good and cum for me, just once more, just one more time, please sweetheart, need to see you cum again, so bad, show me how good I make you feel, angel" he almost whined, sounding as desperate as you felt and looked right now.

It was then that you suddenly gasped, your mouth hung open in a silent scream as your head lulled back, your eyes rolling right into your skull as your hips bucked up into the air, your toes curling into the mattress and your legs stiffening, feeling that hot white heat spill over you, your orgasm washing away every last thought you had in your mind and leaving only crippling pleasure in its wake.

Eddie coaxed and praised you through it, mumbling his own pussydrunk curses as he kissed your jaw sloppily and spilled out his own release onto your thigh and his torso at the exact same time, not even caring about the clean up job he'd absolutely have to do when you were done. There was already cum and sweat and spit all over both of you and the poor new grey cotton sheets your best friend had bought you as a moving present.

"There she is, that's my good girl, so fucking beautiful when you cum for me, so fucking beautiful all the time but god.. I can't get enough of that.. wish I could bottle that and have it with me all the time" he groaned, slowing his actions down as he rolled the toy around your clit a little more, making you whimper a little higher pitched and jerk in his arms from the oversensitivity of it all, pushing at his arm to signal him to stop. He shushed you, soothing you gently as he turned the toy off and pulled it away from you, tossing it to the end of the bed. He'd deal with cleaning that later too.

He rolled your now tired limp body onto your side, pulling you against his chest, feeling the sticky warmth between you both, but neither of you caring. He kissed you sweetly, slowly, lovingly, just wanting to feel you close as he held you tight, his arms feeling like the safest warmest security blanket you'd ever had. You lazily wrapped your arms around him, small aftershocks wracking through you as you whimpered quietly against his lips. It was a wonder after being together this long that he still made you feel like the giggly shy schoolgirl you used to be when you'd first met in high school. And truth be told, he had felt the same way that whole decade ago now. He still feels that way, he's sure he'd always feel that way.

You both kiss for what seems like forever, lips meeting in sync with each other, spit connecting you when you pause for a mere breath before immediately getting back to it, making out with each other like if you didn't you'd cease to exist or crumble to nothing in each others hold.

"You always make me feel like I'm floating, Eds. Never gonna get enough, never gonna get tired of it" you whispered against his lips when you stole a quick breath, his hands roaming your sides and back. You hear him groan ever so slightly.. and suddenly you're on your back again, he's hovering over you, kissing you hungrier and needier again.

You shouldn't have opened your damn mouth.

He begins kissing his way down your jaw again, your hands finding purchase in his damp curls at the back of his head, making his way to your throat where he nips at it a little, teeth sinking into already bruised flesh where he'd sucked half a dozen hickeys into your skin already earlier this evening, making you whimper pathetically.

"Eddie.. I... I can't.." you whine, and he shakes his head.

"You can doll, I know my pretty girl can, can't you baby? You wanna be good for me right?" he mumbles almost absent mindedly, now mouthing over your collarbones as his fingertips pinch at your sensitive nipples, making you arch your back and whine way back in your throat. You do want to be good for him. Because he's always so good for you. He is good for you, in every meaning of the phrase.

You know exactly where this is going already.. you thought it was over for tonight. And you thought wrong. You don't have the will to tell your beautiful boy no when he's like this. Nor do you really have the sense to.

Eddie kisses between the valley of your breasts, down your sweat slicked stomach, his tongue peeking out to flick over each of your nipples in passing, his hands engulfing your thighs once again and spreading you open, completely indecent to the world and completely at his mercy. You don't have the energy to push him away. Not that you want to anyway.

He finally settles between your legs, kissing the small mound just above your clit as you watch him through wet eyes, your lashes already coated with the formation of tears, your chest heaving and your breath laboured again.

Brown orbs connect with your own, animalistic and hungry as his gaze flicks to your cunt and then back to your eyes, a small curse coming from him as he mutters something under his breath about how pretty you look like this for him, which makes your breath catch in your throat. He finally settles down onto his belly, ringed fingers digging in and pushing your thighs as far as they could go, your legs shaking a little as he does so. One of Eddie's favourite things in the world was this. Having you obscenely open for him, your cunt inches from his watering mouth, completely naked and unravelled. Completely you. The you only he gets to see. And only would ever get to see for the rest of your fucking life, if he has anything to say about it.

He leans down after studying your glistening folds for a moment, sticking his tongue out and licking a long stripe from your entrance to your clit, groaning a little too loudly as his eyes flutter closed and you watch him. You can't even muster the strength to scold him, especially not through your own strangled moan as he does so, placing small gentle kisses against your poor aching clit as he finishes his lewd slurp of you, looking up at you with his eyes almost now black.

"One more for me princess, yeah? Just gotta taste you again then I'm done, one more, promise baby. Remember, gotta be quiet yeah? Don't want them to hear us do we?" He smirked into your cunt, knowing you were both way past that at this point.

But it was never just one more. You didn't mind one fucking bit that it was never one more. Nor did you really mind the noise now.

Awkward breakfasts were so fucking worth this.

Thank you for reading my late night random filth lol. Please let me know if you enjoyed this and if you'd want more in the future. I have so many ideas for drabbles, fics, series and more.

[hyunsvngs]

also have you seen todays pictures from the award they won?

my fuxkin fuck hannie looks like a small little polite kitty that needs to be ✨taken✨ and teased till he cries. considering his lil talent in literally meowing and imitating a cat - what r we thinking. some cat ears a tail and maybe stockings too? he’d be so delish in a pet play scene. not allowed to talk too, only make sounds and meowing

- 🌳

i love how this jisung broke u all bc he definitely broke me

no bc little kitty jisung with white kitty ears and a butt plug white fluffy tail... a little pink collar with a bell on.. it'd be so hard for him to shut up! he loves to talk and babble to you during sex, but if you say he can only meow? damn, he's meowing then. this boy does not feel shame and if he does it only turns him on more.

likeee imagine him sitting on the floor on his knees with his pretty little stockings on... fully naked apart from those, cock hard, his pretty kitty ears on his head. call him a pretty kitty and he will purr for you, overstimulate him and he'll meow and try to push your hands away with his paws... please

[frogchiro]

Thinking thoughts abt capitanos wifey who knows exactly what she does to childe. She keeps pushing his buttons just to see how long it'll take him to just jump her. All it takes is a well timed pet name, an innocent touch, or the tiniest bit of praise to get him all hard and horny :( Even though he can hardly hide his raging boner he tries anyway, not that it escapes her attention ofc, but he doesn't have to know that. Just capitanos lil wifey who sees exactly what she does to poor childe and hides it under a mask of perfect innocence <3

-🐝

HELLO BEE! long time no see ;; and you're back with some delicious hot things <3

i had actually hinted it in the last works about horny gross childe and i was really curious if anyone noticed it. also i'm very sorry but i might have written a bit too much of my housewifey fantasy into this </3

f!reader, tiny bit of smut but not really? just a few mentions and generally childe being horny, reader is heavily implied to be chubby

the thing is, since you're literally the definition of cute fluffy darling wifey among all these big strong men, a literal lamb among wolves, so people generally either dismiss you or overlook you. sure they respect you as the wife of the general of the snezhnayan army, one of the most terrifying men in the world but you're still viewed as a harmless little thing, too oblivious for her own good.

and well, they're not entirely wrong. sure you're no fighter, you have no combat training in any way; your darling husband promised you on your wedding night as you two lied panting and gasping for air that your soft hands would never have to touch the rough handle of a weapon as long as he was standing, as it was his duty to protect you from any harm.

and yet they all seemed to overlook the little vixen that you are, all seemingly innocent smiles and doe eyed looks; and to be perfectly honest you were all of that. you didn't have a single malicious bone in your body and couldn't bring yourself to cause harm to anything. you liked the domestic feeling of baking and cooking and taking care of the mansion with the help of multiple servants and helpers who became your friends after their initial fear of you dissolved.

unfortunately your loving husband still had his duties and had to attend to them, that led to weeks of being parted from you and out in either the battlefield or on various missions assigned from Her Majesty and in such a big house it could get very lonely, various domestic distractions could distract you only so much...

luckily there still was childe! the cheeky 11th fatui harbinger, your husband's coworker and a royal pain in the ass, capitano's words not yours.

ever since he quite accidentally got introduced to you during a grand ball in zapolyarny palace that you and your husband attended he became a sort of constant in your life and you being basically the same age, plus your fondness for him made it definitely easier for you two to get along very well!

you found the puppy love he had for capitano to be quite adorable, often teasing your husband about his little admirer which the big man shrugged off with a low growl and a shake of his head. but as you spend more and more time together you quickly realized that this puppy love for your husband also extended over to you, and it wasn't a pure puppy love either.

suddenly everything made sense and clicked right into place; all of the fond looks for you two, the red cheeks and constant need to be in your general vicinity now made sense, the lovely ginger was in love with you and your hubby<3

you never brought it up with capitano in fear of what he'd possibly do to ajax and you didn't want to jeopardize your friendship and possibly put him in harms way so you kept that little secret to yourself although you suspected that your man already at least had the general idea of what was going on; maybe he wasn't the most charismatic but he was a clever man.

and well, since capitano wasn't here and wouldn't be for another two weeks, no one said you couldn't have some fun right~? the cold snezhnayan days were so lonely and how could you refuse childe hospitality when he showed up with a grin, covered in snow.

you insisted that he stay for a few days mostly out of worry for the man; his lips already turning blueish from the freezing cold, but a little part of you screamed at you to put your 'knowledge' for a test~

and so you invited childe into your household and let your imagination run a little wild. walking around in those fur-lined robes, they were warm but enticing in a primal kind of way and you could see the ginger man gulp but continue to stare at you as you innocently smiled and poured him more tea, making sure your boobs were perfectly on display for him to see.

also you noticed that calling him various pet names seemed to do the trick too, 'good boy' being his favorite judging by the insistent tent in his pants that he thought you wouldn't notice; if he wore a particular pair of soft pants you swore you could see a tiny wet patch start to form but you shyly averted your gaze.

or your all-time favorite, the 'accidental' touches and brushing up against him as you oh so innocently had to walk past him in the kitchen and it just so happened that your breasts had to be squeezed against his own chest for a second or unfortunately having to slip in front of him to help him with kneading the dough for the cake he was helping you make and grinding your ass against his cock, the feeling of having such a big thing jump to attention just from you lightly grinding up against him giving you a ego boost, only to be amplified by the low growl in his throat and the clenched fists as childe barely contained himself from grabbing you by your full hips and and fucking you right then and there in your kitchen.

you might be all nice and smiles but that doesn't mean you were that oblivious and seeing the ginger be so desperate for you and your dear husband you were sure you were going to have so much fun together <3

[himbo-in-limbo]

[Glamrock Bonnie fluffy headcanons n stuff!] 💙🐰

Just some random stuff of him with his s/o idk I'm rambling

This guy is such a cuddle bug

He needs to be touching you in some way since physical touch is his love language!

If you pet him his foot will do a lil stomp out of excitement, it's uncommon but it has happened b4

Even when y'all are standing around he'll just have his arm over you or around you, he just likes to hold you 🥰

He gives you kisses at random times and it'll always catch you off guard

Bc he likes to make you flustered hehe

If you happen to have tattoos he just loves looking at them and admiring the artwork

He's a baby girl so he def wants to sit on your lap or just have his leg on you

If he's his robotic self that might not be possible 😭 tho he wishes he could be carried like a bride

He'll settle for just leaning into you if y'all hug so brace yourself

If you also happen to know how to play an instrument he would be so happy n he'll definitely want to have a jam session with you

If you somehow also play the guitar he's gonna have heart eyes watching you play

Tbh I feel like he'll have such a weakness for you if you can sing too

He just loves people who can sing like

Man wants to be serenaded

Aww then when y'all have a jam session he'll play a tune and y'all can duet

if physical touch ain't your tune all the time he can totally just chill on the side

He just wants to be close to you is all!

Make overs are also fun for him!

Tho he usually just dose the eye liner he's open to you doing whatever to him!

He'll rock anything tbh

If y'all cuddle to nap he's cool with being the little or big spoon!

Tho you'll wake up to find yourself flushed to his chest and his leg over you

If you cry he cry's

An endless endearing cycle of cry

I feel like all of the animatronics are programmed to calm crying kids down so...

I feel like he'd be good at making you feel better

His go to method is just to make you laugh

If that doesn't work n if you let him he'll just hug you from behind n hope it helps

His ears will flop on your head 🥺♥️ aww

Tell him he pretty n he's a happy bunny

He is a bit of a jock so he would definitely flex to impress you on occasion

Especially when he scores another strike in bowling 🙄

If you can somehow beat him in a bowling match he's gonna be so impressed

Like finally a worthy rival

He can go all out now!

You probably didn't beat him after that but it's amazing you were able to win one at all

He still thinks about that loss once in a while 💀

Even then he gives you hugs n kisses to make up for your losses

Honestly u can't stay mad at him he's just to cute

Since he's a bit of an athlete if your into it he would definitely work out with you! He'll be super encouraging and spot you if you plan to lift that day!

Don't even worry about pre workout he's already making the smoothies n everything

I do think he's an active guy so if you like to run he'll always be up for it

He's a bit competitive so don't race him 😭

N when y'all have had your fun for the day all he wants to do is just chill with you on the couch n watch something till the both of y'all knock out

With him laying on your chest 💕

[non-bionical-mecha-dude]

Hello! I was wondering if I could request Rise! or 2012 boys with a human reader that can shapeshift into animals?? Thank you for reading this and I Hope you have a good day and or night^^

ALLLLLLRIGHTY! Since ya didn't specify if you wanted a one shot or Headcannons, I'm gonna assume Headcannons (sorry if that's not what you wanted..) and I'll do Rise.

ALSO, to all the people who have requested stuff for different things (cause there are like 35 requests I haven't gotten to) I WILL EVENTUALLY GET TO THEM I SWEAR, I've been busy with musical theatre and the tolls of overworking, so, I'm trying as hard as I can to get them to all of you all!!

ROTTMNT Boys x Shapeshifter!Y/N

🐢❤️Raph❤️🐢

JENDKABEUWNALQOESWN

He's so happy like, when he figures it out, he feels like his head is gonna explode

Like, he loves animals so much, especially the smaller ones, and when he sees that you can do this, he is fawning over you, wondering what animals you can turn into

Constantly snuggling up against you when you are some sort of mammal

You once shifted to be an alligator snapping turtle, and ngl, it freaked him out a bit

His favorite animal for you to turn into is a chinchilla

You're so tiny and fluffy, you're like a cuter fluffier squirrel

Gushing over you 24/7

You two like to look up cool animals to see what you can turn into

If turning into animals uses a lot of energy, will definitely cuddle you and reminds you to take breaks after you shift

Whenever he has a bad day, you like to shift into the softest creatures you can so he can pet you

Is very worried about crushing you all the time

You have to reassure him that he won't crush you

Sometimes when you shift as a bird, you like to perch on his shoulder

Whenever you're in animal form, he likes to give you lil forehead kisses, or he'll just bonk his turtle beak against your head and it's adorable

When you shifted one time, he almost stepped on you, and he has never forgiven himself

You know when you step on a dogs paw? That's what he felt when he almost stepped on you

🐢💙Leo💙🐢

He thought it was so cool

He likes to see what ras animal you can turn into

One time when Donnie knocked on his door, you shapeshifted into a tiger, while he sat on a makeshift throne of pillows, and pretended to be some benevolent king, Don was definitely annoyed, but you both got a kick out of it

Whenever you shift as a cool big animal, like a lion or bear or horse, he tries to get on your back, and you've let him a couple times, but it's even funnier when he tries to be cool, and you just decide "lol no"

Sometimes you guys like to play hide an seek, but with powers, and honestly, it's so much more difficult and fun

He asked if you could shift into a cheetah, and wanted to see who was faster, you in cheetah form, or him (spoiler alert, it was you, but he tried to convince you it was because you were cheating, and he made a stupid pun out of it that made you giggle)

Has definitely cuddled with you whenever you shift into a mammal

Found it kinda cool when you shifted into a red-eared slider

Called you mini Leo for a while, and ever since then, you've never shifted into a turtle lol

He asked you that if you got a disease only animals could get, and if you shifted into a human, if you would be cured

You both sat there for an hour trying to figure it out

Definitely calls you more pet names

Definitely makes more puns

And truth or dare is alot more fun with you

🐢💜Donnie💜🐢

SCIENCE SCIENCE THEORY'S

Makes so many theories and science with your mystic powers

Asks many many questions

You have definitely shifted into small mammals, and just sit on his desk while he works

Pranks his brothers so much more with you as his accomplice

Has definitely confused you with some random animal before, and didn't realize it wasn't you until it was to late

Definitely embarrassed by that

Definitely asks you if you can help him when it comes to small hard to reach places with his inventions

One time he called you his "darling dearest" as he explained something, then when he turned his back, you turned into a deer. (Darling Deer-est lol I'm funny)

He didn't speak to you for a week LMAO

Anytime he has any overloads, you transform into a big soft mammal, and cuddle him until he calms down

Sometimes when you shift as a bird, you perch on one of his shoulders, and S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N perches on the other

His brothers always comment it reminds them of Baron Draxum, but he's not complaining that much about it

You both celebrate Flat Fuck Friday and become flat-ass pancakes on the floor

You have scared him so many times on accident when you shift into small animals

Talks about your genetical and molecular make up and how your powers change that alot

And frankly you don't know

Gets kinda upset when many of your answers are just "magic" but understands

🐢🧡Mikey🧡🐢

Just like Raph, he's fucking estatic

Bouncing all over the walls for you

Loves to see what kind of animals you can shift into

Has mistaken random animals for you

Whenever you shift as an animal and want to eat something, he gets nervous cause he isn't sure if your kind of animal can eat that

Whenever he wips around in the air, you like to shift into a bird and glide with him through the air

Ever since the encounter with the Beaver/Gopher band, he absolutely forbids you from shifting into them lol

But you still do just to mess with him

You both like to come up with different tricks depending on different animals

Has definitely compared you to Beast Boy before

If you ever get tired from shifting, he doesn't allow you to shift unless you've rested

And he brings out doctor delicate touch if you don't want to rest even if you're dead tired

Loves cuddling with you when you're a super big or super small mammal

He's not sure why, but he loves it when you shift into a lizard, especially a chameleon

He found it so cool when you shifted into a box turtle and you and him chilled in your shells

You both make inside jokes about each of your animals forms

If very touchy with you, often either on your back when you are a big bear or tiger, having you on his head or shoulder when you're a rodent, ECT ECT

If he has a fear of a certain animal, you help him alot with them, by turning into them and showing him how harmless and non scary they are

Has definitely painted each of your different forms before

Big snuggler

Likes to hang out with both you and Mayhem

[forget-you-morelike-fuck-you]

Heartwork- E.M. Pt. 9

You confront Eddie after he's been avoiding you.

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TW- 18+ Minors DNI, smut, oral (F receiving), pnv, protected sex (wrap before you tap, besties <3), pet names (really just "pretty"), cursing, slight drinking, mention of smoking, a lil bit of angst but mostly ends up fluffy (lmk if I forgot anything!)

Pairings- Eddie X Reader

Word Count- 2,989

(Gifs not mine, credit to owner!)

When you pull up to the small house, you see Eddie’s car in the driveway, and you take a deep breath to try to calm your nerves. You park on the street, thinking of what you want to say before you take the key out of the ignition and walk with conviction to the front door, rapping on it a few times before stepping back, your heart pounding in your chest.  

When Eddie opens the door-- gloriously shirtless, you notice-- his eyes widen in surprise as he sees you, and he pushes the screen door open to step closer. “Y/N... What are you doing here?” You breathe in to speak, but all of the words you were planning on saying fly out of your mind. 

“I- Wayne gave me your address.” You try to keep your eyes on his face rather than letting them wander to his toned, tattooed torso, but it’s definitely a difficult task. “I- I miss you, Eddie,”  

Eddie sighs, looking away from your face, and you can feel your chest tighten in fear. What if he doesn’t want to see you? 

“Do you want to come in?” Eddie relents, his eyes softening, and steps back to give you space to enter. You nod gently and step forward over the threshold, looking around. It’s cleaner than you expected, though the incense-weed combo smell still lingers. You remember how his room was always a mess, covered in dirty clothes and empty cups, bottles, pizza boxes... The door closes with a thud behind you and you turn around to look back at Eddie. 

He looks tired, but freshly showered. You expect he’s just gotten home from work not too long ago. He looks toward the living room and gestures for you to sit. “Do you want something to drink? I’ve got some beer, coke, water...?”  

“I’ll take a beer, sure.” You walk over and sit on the couch, trying to relax. You expected it to be awkward, sure, after everything that happened the last time you saw him, but this is ridiculous. Someone could mistake you for a stranger if they walked in. Eddie returns with two beers and hands one to you, sitting just a couple feet away on the couch next you.  

“So...” Eddie begins. “I guess you want to talk about what happened?” His voice is soft, like he’s embarrassed or ashamed. His eyes are glued firmly to the drink in his hands.  

“Yeah,” You begin. “I just... Why, um,” You can’t find the right words without sounding too desperate or accusatory. “Why did you stop?” You take a long swig from the bottle, hoping to find some courage in it.  

Eddie shifts uncomfortably in his seat. “I was drunk. And you were drunk. And, I couldn’t take advantage of you. I could never live with myself. So, I stopped.” You look back down at your hands as he finishes. 

“Oh,” You take another drink, breathing in deep as you steel yourself for his reply. “So, did you not want to... just, in general?” He jerks his head toward you, confusion written on his face. 

“I- I never said that.” He asserts, “I just didn’t think you would have, if you were sober,”  

“That’s not true,” you squeak. Your heart is in your throat as a spike of fear streaks through your gut. You fidget your fingers on the glass of the bottle. You feel Eddie’s eyes on you, and you chance a glance up at him. The look on his face is one of bewilderment, like he would never have expected you to say that, but beneath that is something you can’t quite place. 

“What?” he asks, turning his body toward you. You want so badly to touch him, to shake him by the shoulders and shout Yes! I’ve been going crazy about you since we saw each other in that bar! But you hold back, and simply nod, giving a small smile. 

“I- um... Y/BFF/N called me again today. And I was talking to her and I got so mad because she said some stupid thing and—it doesn’t matter. The point is, I was standing there, thinking about how you didn’t deserve to be treated like that. You deserve the world, because you are one of the best people I have ever known. You’re my best friend, my only friend in the whole world right now after that shitshow of a phone call, and I really meant it when I said that you were the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And since I got back—since we’ve been seeing each other again— I’ve been realizing that that doesn’t just extend to the feelings that I have for you as my best friend. You are kind, and funny, and as childish as it sounds, I also happen to find you incredibly attractive and if you don’t feel the same way, that’s okay, I can get over it. But what I can’t get over is losing the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Eddie puts his drink down on the table next to him and moves closer to you, your knees just touching. Electricity crackles through the air between you as Eddie moves to place one of his hands on yours. 

He chuckles lightly, relief in his voice. “I um, I don’t know what to say,” You look into his beautiful eyes, dark and warm and soft as he gazes back at you. 

“You...” You flick your eyes down, finding your courage again as you continue, “You don’t have to say anything, if you don’t want to,” You look at him expectantly, waiting for him to make a move. You’ve said your piece, now it’s his turn. 

Slowly, his thumb draws sweet circles on your knuckles. He searches your face for any unsurety, but he won’t find any. You’ve decided what you want. You want him. He starts leaning toward you, and you reciprocate, meeting him in the middle. This kiss is even better than the one you shared last time you saw each other. This one is sure, and steady. Eddie’s lips move firmly against yours, his hands finding your waist to pull you closer. You let him, adjusting your legs so you can close some of this agonizing gap between you. Your hands rake lightly along his back as he gives your bottom lip a gentle nip, making you let out a gentle gasp.  

Eddie squeezes your sides when he hears you, pulling you even closer. Your tongue finds his, and your hands go to hold his face, feeling the slight scratch of stubble beneath your fingers. You’re not close enough to him, and so you take a leap and move so that you’re straddling his waist, never taking your lips away from his. Eddie’s hands move up your shirt and lay flat and firm on your back to keep you stable. 

As Eddie’s lips journey down your cheek, your jaw, your neck, you let out another little sound, between a sigh and a whimper as you peck feather light kisses to his forehead. “I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Eddie whispers against your skin. “I’m not going anywhere ever again,” 

You squeeze Eddie’s body against yours, not knowing what to say, not knowing if you can say anything as this fog of ecstasy clouds your mind. You rake your hands through Eddie’s hair as his lips continue their journey to your collarbones, leaning back slightly so he can reach, then one of his hands moves to graze along the curve of your hip, settling on your ass and giving a light squeeze. A bolt of electricity tears through your core as you feel it, making you tighten your grip on his hair, your head thrown back in pleasure. 

“Eddie,” You gasp. His mouth is drawing sweet patterns across the tops of your breasts when he looks up at you, his eyes wide and doelike, shrouded in a mist of lust. “I need you,” It comes out as a plea, and Eddie smiles softly, returning to your chest for a few more kisses before letting you go. You move off of him and he grabs your hand, pulling you up off of the couch, bringing you in for another kiss as he guides you down the hallway to his bedroom. As soon as the door is closed, Eddie brings his hands to your face and pulls you to him in a rougher kiss as he walks you back toward the edge of his bed. As you sit, he runs his hands up your body, bringing your shirt over your head and tossing it to the side. He kneels in front of you, lips connecting to your belly as his hands roam your sides and back before gently pushing you to lay down. Eddie then reaches the button of your jeans, and your hips move of their own accord as he pulls them off, kissing the tops of your thighs and down your legs, agonizingly slow. You can’t hear exactly what he’s saying as he whispers sweet nothings against your skin, but the feeling of his breath fanning over you is enough to make you need to clench your thighs together, your hips still moving in anticipation. 

He hooks his fingers under the waistband of your panties and hesitates. You look down to see a lightly furrowed brow. “Are you sure you want this?” He asks, his voice soft but serious. You nod, your breath trembling lightly from nerves and excitement. It’s been so long since you’ve been touched this way, let alone by someone you really cared about. 

“I’m sure. Are you?” Eddie responds with his actions, his lips going back to your thighs, kisses feather light as he helps you out of your underwear. You let out a sharp whine as you feel Eddie’s breath on your bare core, and you need to grasp his blanket before he’s even made contact.  

“I just want you to know,” Eddie gives you a flirtatious smile, “It’s been a while since I’ve done this, so I’m sorry if I’m rusty.” You give a giggle between breaths. 

“Me too. I probably won’t notice even if you are.” Eddie kisses your inner thigh, making you gasp sharply. You can’t help the litany of noises that escapes you as Eddie moves closer, his hand coming to rub along the thigh his lips aren’t attached to. Just as you let out a whimper of “Eddie, please,” You feel his mouth, hot and blissful against you. The moan that rips through your chest surprises you, and you can’t help but push your hips harder against his face as you bring your hands to Eddie’s hair, keeping a light grip on his curls. You feel the vibration of Eddie’s voice against you in a moan, his hand tightening on your hip, fingers digging deliciously into the skin there to keep you still. 

He licks a stripe up your pussy with a flat tongue before moving to suck gently on your clit. “God, Y/N,” You bite your lip as Eddie’s voice drips with lust. “You taste amazing,” You pant lightly as he dives back in, licking and sucking up and down as you writhe beneath him. His tongue feels like nothing else you’ve ever experienced. He’s definitely not rusty, he knows exactly what he’s doing.  

He listens to your body. When he finds something you particularly like, he does it over and over and over again until you’re at your breaking point. You grip the sheets like a vice as you near your climax. “That’s it, pretty,” He encourages you, adding his fingers to keep the sensation. “I know you’re close. Let go for me. I want to feel you cum.” You lose it then, your walls pulsing around his fingers as he helps you through your high, lapping you up as you start to come down. You’re left panting as he kisses your thighs a few more times before he gets up to undo his belt buckle. You watch, pupils blown wide as he takes down his pants, and you get your first proper look at him.  

He’s bigger than you would’ve expected, a little curved with nice girth, too. What really makes your mouth water, though, is the shiny drips of precum beading at the head. You can’t help but stare, your eyes moving from his cock to his chest to his face, which looks back at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He pulls out a foil wrapper from his nightstand and tears it open with his teeth, rolling the condom down his length before climbing on top of you, taking his time as he kisses up your body. You reach behind you and unbuckle your bra, wanting to be as close to him as possible. It lands somewhere to the right of you and Eddie immediately lets his tongue graze over one of your nipples, eliciting a whimper from you. He takes it in his mouth and sucks gently, and you become mesmerized with his tongue as he circles it around, sucking again before languidly dragging his lips to the other side for the same treatment. You can’t help but buck your hips up, just barely feeling the heat of Eddie’s hard cock graze your stomach. One of Eddie’s hands slides up your body, not stopping until he reaches your hand, your fingers intertwine as he brings it above your head. 

“I’m gonna be honest here,” Eddie’s lips are traveling back up to your neck, near your ear as he whispers. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to control myself once I’m inside you.” He trails his lips along to the other side, “So, you tell me what you want me to do, and ’ll do it. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll break you,” he lets out a breath of a laugh, sounding almost embarrassed. You bite your lip at his words, the craving for Eddie only getting more intense as the seconds tick past. 

“And what if I want to be broken?” Your free hand finds its way back to Eddie’s face, bringing his lips to yours again for a slow, wanton kiss. As you break, Eddie’s eyes find yours, his free hand coming to cup your cheek like yours on his face. His thumb brushes over your cheekbone as he contemplates your reply, a devilish smile growing.  

“Then who am I to say no to a pretty face like that?” He finally whispers, crashing his lips back into yours. You widen your legs as Eddie’s hand reaches down to position himself at your entrance and pushes himself in. You both moan into each other’s mouths as you feel him stretch you open. Your free hand clings to his back, nails digging in to the skin, foreheads pressing together as you melt into one another. You’re both panting as Eddie wastes no time, his hips snapping against you with a force that makes your breast bounce on your chest. The noises Eddie makes as he buries his face in your hair are downright sinful, and it only spurs your pleasure to hear them. 

Your breath comes in short pants, hands running along his body, craving the feeling of every inch you can touch. Your lips press against the side of Eddie’s face, along his jaw, sucking soft bruises in the skin as you move with each other, finding your rhythm to maximize this utter bliss. Eddie comes to kiss you again, positioning his body a bit differently, and it hits a spot inside you that makes you whine into his mouth. You feel him smile against your lips. “That feel good, sweetheart? Tell me how it feels,” This sends your mind into a frenzy as try to form a coherent thought. 

“You... You feel s-so... So fucking good,” Your pathetic whimper that follows makes Eddie stutter his hips a moment, no doubt trying to stall his release so you can find yours one more time. He picks up his pace, his mouth finding a nipple and sucking harshly. The hand holding his squeezes like a lifeline, your other finding his hair in a gentle pull. You’re getting close now, you can feel the orgasm building in your abdomen. “Eddie,” You whine, “Please... Please don’t stop,” Eddie lets out what sounds like a growl, the hand on your hip tightening to a bruising force. 

“I’m not gonna stop,” He promises between licks. “You’re gonna cum for me.” He says it with such surety. It’s intoxicating, and it gets you that much closer. Your cries become louder as you reach the precipice of your release, and the second Eddie gives a word of encouragement, “Cum for me,” you break, feeling your walls tremble around Eddie’s cock, arching your back as Eddie keeps fucking you through it.  

Moments later, Eddie’s hips stutter against yours, a glorious whimper passing his lips as he cums, thrusting a few more times, deep into you, before stilling, his lips finding yours with wanton need. You kiss like that for a few more minutes, before Eddie gently pulls out of you, both of you still panting as he lays next to you. You look at each other through the messy halo of hair, smiling as your breath returns to normal. “Do you wanna stay the night with me?” Eddie asks. You laugh, turning on your side and brushing the hair out of your faces to see him better.  

“Yeah, I’d like that,” You graze your thumb over his cheek sweetly before a mischievous smile lights up your lips. “Any chance we can do that again before bed, though?” Eddie lets out a hearty laugh, his eyes squinting in joy before moving closer to you, his face hovering next to yours. 

“I think that could be arranged,” He muses, pulling you in for another kiss as you laugh together. 

@corrodedcoffincumslut @haylaansmi @bebe07011

[melancholysway]

Okay okay I know your ask is closed but this idea has been eating away at my for a week now

Alright so imagine the reader is a feline mutant, could be a house cat or a big cat mutant whatever you imagine, and they’re cuddling with their turtle and they start kneading, making bread, their paws into said turtle while they sleep. How would the boys react to that? Cause it just seems so cute, especially if the reader gets embarrassed by it.

preferably 2007 or Rise, cause I’ve also seen you mention your desire for 07 requests

I’ve read a bunch of your posts and I’m sure you can do my request wonderfully, now you make sure you take care of yourself and if this is too much for you right now I can wait ❤️💖

I JUST SAW THIS & I THINK THIS WAS THE BREAK I NEEDED BC HUH

Yes YES YES

If your request hasn’t been fulfilled yet, IM SORRY BRO IM TRYING FR FR😭I think I jumped at this bc it’s just a short shot & I literally have to mentally prepare myself to write a long shot

Also me using the same 4 gifs of the guys bc there’s barely any TMNT 2007 gifs 😫😫

TMNT 2007 Headcanons: Baking Biscuits (Cat Mutant!Reader)



Leonardo

This turtle loves every second of it

Tries to catch you all the time kneading, he’s infatuated with how normal cat habits fall onto you

How turtles have things like chitters(?) & mating season, he likes to see you have cat qualities

You knead the ends of his mask a lot

Cats sleep a lot, so I think you’d fall in between sleeping for a full 8 hours all the time no matter what

And once you wake up, Leo’s gone(in the event you stay the night or share a bed,) but he always leaves an extra blue mask for you to knead while he’s training or meditating

Like how turtles enjoy their shell to be scratched, you’ll definitely both have a set time where you just love on each other like that, where you just cuddle and scratch while he rubs your back

That’s so cute omfg wait I might’ve just did sum

Raphael

Won’t ever tell you, but he feels it while sleeping

So much so that he’ll have a dream of you kneading on or around him

We all know he’s a cat lover

Guys that love cats >>>

But anyway, he’s already fond over you and protective

Also I hc that he feeds the stray cats around the city & the best part is watching them make biscuits in an alley

So to see you do it is the cutest

Raph is a known heavy sleeper, so he doesn’t awaken that easily

HOWEVER (comma)

He would not mind it at all if he woke up to you trying to knead on his shell before he rolled over

Also if he does wake up, he’ll lay on his stomach for easy access to his shell for you

Also doesn’t tell you if he’s awake, he’ll wait a few just to hear you purr while baking those biscuits

Donatello

Donnie doesn’t sleep

However (comma) he wouldn’t mind it if you kneaded next to him while he was working on something

My cat usually kneads right next to me and buries their head on some part of my body, so if you do so, Donnie seriously doesn’t mind

In fact, he loves it! Just feeling you next to him is all he needs

Actually, since Donnie doesn’t sleep, I feel like he would take a cat nap (no pun intended) via bread kneading

He thinks of it as a nice massage. Although kneading is usually on a blanket or something, Donnie’s shoulders are free real estate for kneading

Michelangelo

He notices right away

He’s not a heavy sleeper idc RAPH is 😭NOT Mikey

He immediately does the lil head pat

Also likes to joke around about it

“Guys please stop ordering biscuits Y/n’s been baking for hours please they haven’t seen their family in weeks”

That line. All. The. Time.

Is definitely the most physical out of the four brothers

Meaning he’ll absentmindedly pet you or rub your back knowing you enjoy it as if you’re a non-mutant cat

If you get a little embarrassed (especially if done around his brothers or April/Casey,) Mikey would just switch and do it in private

But tbh he just wants to show off his cute s/o to everyone

Gifts you a (very fluffy) orange blanket of his exclusively for kneading and baking those nice loaves of bread

Since being a mutant feline, your nails will naturally be sharper than average, so he always (attempts to at least) stitch the blanket back up for you?

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[borathae]

Chapter 36

idk feeling soo content cuz last chapter ended fluffy and she is cleaning the library (i lobe her and she is my wifey) and the warning is slightly scary haha 😃👀

“Again, it kind of is”, he answers you HE IS SUCH A LIL SHIT SCARING HER FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES

“I’d love to see you try. Your uppercut is weak.” VIOLENCE

WAIT HIS SWEATER??? RAAAAAAH HE SAID SHE LOOKS GOOD IN IT AND CAN TAKE IT *jumps out the window

he really said you want it? here take it (irl tae's power lol)

“what’s gotten into you?” fr did he drink some love potion or something lol

I’m entirely yours for the rest of the evening SOMEBODY ARREST THIS MAN HE JUST KILLED ME

He seems….sad, OH NO UM CLEAN THE CEILING

YOU CANT FLY man that sucks

He looked for a book about plants for her? OMG HE READ FOR HER He wanted to be prepared so he could sound intelligent and professional and maybe also impress you or whatever. UWUW AAH “Just some books”, he says, scratching the side of his neck. shy baby What did he look up? um smut SORRY I HAD TO

their banter aaah i love it so cute NO WE DONT HATE U WHO SAID THAT

Yoongi seems confused at first, moving his head away until your fingers finally brush against him. Like a cat that doesn’t know if it wants to be petted or not.

what do you want me to say? Yeah, I care about it.” YES OLD SOFT KITTY ADMITTED IT

HE PURRED FUCK IM LEAVING IDK WHERE BUT IM GOING TO WALK THROUGH WALLS

“I didn’t purr! Shut up, I’m not a bat. This is racism against vampires”

This awful sorcerer cursed you to uncontrollable violence and blood thirst, but you broke that curse. Are you even aware of what you achieved? What you did? You wrote your own destiny, Yoongi. And honestly you always speak of redemption, but in my eyes you have redeemed yourself a long time ago.” namjoon stop cutting onions, i love this para

you think that’s something you can handle?” STOP IM BLUSHING AAAH like her compliments are making me giggle like my crush smiled at me hhahaah

“okay…thank you”, he says nonchalantly. oh my tsundere kitty i love you

"But they’re honest”, he sounds offended as if he doesn’t want them to be cheesy.  did i tell you i love yoongi? (definitely not) and that i love the way you write him? (nope never)

“Is it another prison?” He looks saddened for a moment. “Sorry, dark humour. POOKIE NOT THE TIME 😭😭

“That’s so weird, I was never here before.” how big is this house man? narnia? who cleans it?? the cleaner needs a raise we got the keys? im so emotional dont touch me

TAER IS GETTING OUT YES MY LOV EMY OOOKIE MY BOY MY HEART AAH

oh boy this is going to end bad huh yoongi, at one point, she has to leave and go to university soo... oh thank god its winter break. imagine she has a bestie and she just texts, "guess what happened during the break", "you probably rot in your bed like the potato you are" "well, im now dating 3 vampires???" "BITCH WTF" "i may or may not have been kidnapped too??"

TAE OH TAE OH TAE MY HEART IS HURTING FR WHAT DID YOU ADD HERE SIBI

yoongi wtf man

oh no yoongi is already upset and tae provoked yeah jimin my baby 😭😭 we didnt get to give him a chance 😭

ok yoongi is right about that, but tae regretted it and felt real for her

YOONGI STOP HURTING HIM PLEASE waht are u doing no no

yoongi idk waht to say

“Again, it kind of is”, he answers you HE IS SUCH A LIL SHIT SCARING HER FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES

I love him he is just a goof 😔

WAIT HIS SWEATER??? RAAAAAAH HE SAID SHE LOOKS GOOD IN IT AND CAN TAKE IT *jumps out the window

He is my pookie <3

“what’s gotten into you?” fr did he drink some love potion or something lol

he is just in loooveee

I’m entirely yours for the rest of the evening SOMEBODY ARREST THIS MAN HE JUST KILLED ME

I NEED HIM VIOLENTLY

He looked for a book about plants for her? OMG HE READ FOR HER He wanted to be prepared so he could sound intelligent and professional and maybe also impress you or whatever. UWUW AAH “Just some books”, he says, scratching the side of his neck. shy baby What did he look up? um smut SORRY I HAD TO

I'm so sad :( he loves her so much :(

their banter aaah i love it so cute NO WE DONT HATE U WHO SAID THAT

I LOVE THEIR BANTER SO MUCH!!!

you think that’s something you can handle?” STOP IM BLUSHING AAAH like her compliments are making me giggle like my crush smiled at me hhahaah

heheheh she is so cute heheheh

“okay…thank you”, he says nonchalantly. oh my tsundere kitty i love you

i love him so MUCH!!!

"But they’re honest”, he sounds offended as if he doesn’t want them to be cheesy.  did i tell you i love yoongi? (definitely not) and that i love the way you write him? (nope never)

i love him so so so so so so much!!! my beloved boongie <3

TAE OH TAE OH TAE MY HEART IS HURTING FR WHAT DID YOU ADD HERE SIBI

:)

hahah the downfall at the end is so funny to me JFJADJF

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Ranmaru fans come get y'all food

Random Ranmaru Headcanons

Flavor: Ranmaru Kageyama x gn!reader

Warnings: mention of scars

Headcanons under the cut v

You know that "who fell first and who fell harder" trope? Yeah, he's both.

Honestly, I don't think it's *that* easy for him to fall in love.

It takes a particularly special person to get him to fall, but once he comes across them, it's game over.

And you just so happen to be that special person.

So yeah, needless to say, he's obsessed with you.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, he is incredibly shy when it comes to romantic relationships.

Even just your hands accidentally brushing makes him nervous.

Teasing him is so. Much. Fun. I promise you this.

He pretends he hates it, but he gets so flustered when you call him your lil puffball.

I have also said this before, but it's important to say that when he gets flustered, his voice cracks. It is so. Damn. Cute.

Names that will get him flustered immediately: Puff/cotton/fluffball, babygirl, pretty boy

Honestly, he can't even pretend to hate it when you call him pretty boy. He just instantly goes red and shuts up, looking away to hide his face from you.

And knowing that you know makes it even worse for him as he just resorts to hiding his bright red face in his hands.

He is very nice to nap on, just saying.

He gets stiff when you first lean your head on his shoulder, but he soon relaxes and finds himself admiring your resting face.

He may also find himself leaning his head atop your own for his own short nap. Oops.

He also pretends to hate this, but PET HIM. After his initial protests he will find himself relaxing as you run your fingers through his fluffy hair.

Kissing the shuriken charm on his necklace has a 100% chance of instantly flustering him.

He loves loves LOVES cheek kisses. He gets shy about initiating it but he completely melts when you kiss his cheek.

He also loves it when you caress his cheek. He won't outright admit how much he likes it, but it's clear through the way he leans his head into your touch and closes his eyes that he finds it so comforting.

You in general are a major source of comfort for him.

If he's had a hard day, just seeing you instantly brightens it a bit.

Please let him lay his head on your lap as he rants about his rough day. It makes it so much better.

Honestly, you are one of the biggest lights in his life.

As shy as he is, he's very much a huge cuddler. He loves to be in your arms.

He's a little spoon most definitely. He finds immense comfort in being held as he buries his face in your neck, fluffy hair tickling your cheek.

He also really enjoys laying his head on your chest and listening to your heartbeat.

Honestly, he ends up falling asleep a lot when you're cuddling. How could he not when he's so comfortable in your arms?

Wanna send this boy to heaven? Cup his face in your hands and call him your world. He'll go crimson red as he stares at you in awe. If you look real closely, you may be able to see hearts in his eyes!

When he finally gets bold enough to start initiating affection himself, he really enjoys hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder as he watches whatever you're doing.

He may even kiss your cheek!

At the beginning of your relationship he would always go stiff when you hugged him. But now, the moment you wrap your arms around him, he melts into you and sighs, loosely wrapping his arms around your waist as he buries his face in your shoulder.

He thinks it's cheesy as hell and thus will never admit it but he really likes slow dancing. Just gently swaying with you to some soft music makes him melt.

Okay, he is very, VERY embarrassed about this fact and does everything he can to hide it, but he likes to draw little doodles of you and him together.

God help him if you ever find them, he'll be hiding his face from you for WEEKS.

He likes it when you play with his hands. Very nice to him.

If you have any scars, he'll sometimes gently run his fingers over them.

BITE. HIM. Amazing way to mess with him as he gets startled and tries to bat you away while telling you off.

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can we get a hybrid au for Enix pwease?

OH MY GOOOOODDDDDDDDD OKIE! YES. omg.

🤤✨

so my favorite reader hybrid is hucow, BUT with enix i think a bunny hybrid reader would be perfect.

He is 100% a wolf hybrid like don’t even need to think about it. maybe he has an extra tail, our boy is ✨extra✨

CW: i don’t really know how to CW for hc’s since they’d just be like spoilers so plz forgive me… but- hybrids, hybrid pet keeping, choking (it’s enix, what do we expect🙈✨), heat/rut cycles, knotting, gender neutral, just a lot of different types of nsfw head cannons, murder of reader! not proofread… c-cannibalism…💀

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

You’re his cute lil bunny hybrid.

he makes you amazing veggie dishes to fill and not upset your sensitive bunny tummy

He takes the best care of you

however if you ever stopped being obedient/was too nice to someone else he wouldn’t hesitate to keep you in a cage next to his bugs for a while, probably will take you on walks with a leash while being punished, he knows you still need your vitamins from the sun!

He’s always devoting himself to giving you the best care imaginable no matter what you do

He gives you lots of cuddles and plays with your tail and ears softly in a way that gives you chills

running away honestly turns him on, he loves chasing you, to him it feels like you’re fulfilling your role as his prey.

you can never escape him for long anyway…

Your heat/ruts are rough and Enix is more than happy to stuff you with his knot as long as you need him to

Your cycles trigger his, and when he’s in rut, he’s impossible to calm down or quell

He has you bouncing on his dick for DAYS. in between long sessions you’re cockwarming in his lap while he does his research.

If you’re both in public he still can’t stop himself and will take you somewhere only slightly out of sight

He’ll shove his fingers in your mouth to silence you

in private tho~

He can’t stop himself from choking you with his own mouth.

his teeth always break your skin and leave huge scars on top of your pre existing ones from him constantly marking you

he loves the taste of your blood and laps it up like it’s ambrosia.

Fucks you so hard you’re in pain after and have to stay in bed to recover the next day, he makes sure you still feel him inside you for at least a week after(if you’re not fucking everyday anyway)

definitely wants to breed you

goes feral between your legs, can’t stop himself from biting your thighs.

loves your scent there more than your throat

plays with your tail while he’s down there too, loves how it’s so fluffy and cutee~

You have to physically beg him to stop cause once he’s down there he’s not coming back up

Wants to actually eat you and can barely control himself. he’s a wolf and you’re his cute lil bunny after all…

This Au definitely without a doubt ends in him actually murdering and devouring you.

[ghostchems]

a perpetual rise - part 4

the ball of fluff is revealed.

authors note: so sorry it’s taken SO LONG for this update. it’s about 2.7k words. also hopped on the opportunity to include phantom ghoul :) read part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / ao3 link.

Marion sat in her office, her eyes out of focus while she stared out the window. She tapped her pen against the desk softly as she daydreamed. Her mind had drifted to the taste of Terzo on her tongue and how his shallow pants would fill her ears the deeper she took him in. His claws would twist in her hair and scrape at her scalp as his hips would stutter, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat and —

“She’s gonna grow up to be a vicious lil stinker, isn’t she?”

Marion snapped out of it, her gaze falling to Aether. She gave a small smile before looking at her girl, the fluffy black hound laying on its back for belly rubs. The day Terzo had said he wasn’t ready to have a family, he gifted her a hellhound pup. Mixed messaging at its finest.

It did make Marion much more popular with the ghouls practically overnight once the news spread that there was a hellhound pup in the abbey. She figured it reminded them of their home.

“How old until she’ll be spitting fire?” Marion asked as she got up from her desk only to sit down next to Aether and reached to rub Fenrir’s (aptly named) belly.

“Oh, you’ve got some time before you have to worry about that.” Aether snorted and his large hand scooped up Fenrir. She was so small but would grow to almost the size of Marion herself. She blinked her deep red eyes, her tongue flopping out of her mouth.

Marion grew up with pets but she never had one in her adult life. It had only been a few weeks but having Fenrir was so rewarding and it definitely brought her and Terzo even closer together.

It has also been an effective form of birth control. The last few times they attempted to do anything, Fenrir ended up at the foot of the bed with her chin on the mattress, staring at them with her big red eyes. Of course, it was adorable but she was growing frustrated. The second she saw Terzo after work, her cunt would throb.

She didn’t think she would ever need someone this bad.

***

“I’ve decided.”

Copia’s words hung in the air as Terzo leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his desk and propping up his head. A predatory grin stretched across his face.

“And, fratello? What have you decided, eh?”

If Terzo was trying to make Copia uncomfortable, it was working. He hardly ever felt this way around his brother before his resurrection. Now, Terzo’s moods were far more unpredictable than they used to be. Copia offered a weak smile.

“I’ve decided to, e-eh, take you up on your offer. If it is still on the table, that is.”

Terzo tilted his head, eyes narrowing at the other. Tension filled the room as Copia fidgeted in his seat. He gave a sharp exhale and managed a genuine smile.

“Fantastico. That is great news, si.” Terzo tapped his fingers on his desk. “I have one thing to ask of you — before you get started.” He leaned forward, his face growing more devilish by the second. “Fenrir. Will you watch her tonight for us?”

Copia widened his eyes. He wasn’t expecting that at all. “I-if you would like me to. I don’t have much, eh, experience with hounds, Papa. Perhaps the ghouls would be more appropriate?”

“ No. ” Terzo flicked an imaginary piece of dust off his desk. “The ghouls will have her energized and tearing apart the abbey if I had them watch her. Plus, I think — eh, it would be nice for you to get to know her. She’s part of the family now.”

Family. Copia’s face went blank at the mention of family. It was true. Terzo and Marion were his family now, whether he liked it or not. He was still reluctant to warm up to the idea but it was a sacrifice necessary to advance the agreement he had made with Lucifer.

“I would be honored, Papa.” His lips twitched into a grin. “Is there anything else you need from me?” He moved his hands to the edge of the arm rests, waiting.

“Do you —“ Terzo gave a small sigh, his tone changing to something that resembled concern. “Do you remember when we would have nightmares as children? Of Nihil with two white eyes?”

How did he know?

Copia’s mouth became dry as it fell open, his grip on the arm rests tightening. Had Lucifer come to him too? Was he playing both sides?

“I do but I haven’t had those dreams in, ehh… a long, long time.” He furrowed his brows. “Are you having the nightmares again?”

Terzo shook his head “no” after a beat.

Marion?

“That will be all, Copia.” His eyes bore deeply into the others. “I’ll drop off Fenrir this evening, grazie.” Terzo motioned for the door and Copia immediately obeyed, getting up from his chair and silently leaving.

Terzo sighed deeply once he was alone, his finger mindlessly tracing along his desk. He wasn’t sure who to turn to regarding the nightmare. It had only happened once with Marion but he spent most nights since then prepared for it to happen again. From experience, he knew that once they started they usually would come back again and again, worse than before.

The idea that he could be the cause of it had crept into his mind. There was always that fear that he was changing her or damaging her because of his demonic state. Marion was just a human and there were times he thought perhaps he was too much for her.

The last thing he wanted was to harm her.

But Terzo had never craved someone as much as he craved Marion. He craved the feeling of closeness before his resurrection, the feeling of someone wanting to do anything he asked, to please him however he wanted, the feeling of warmth that came with sharing a bed with someone.

She was only supposed to be someone he used to get out of the depths of Hell. But after they continued meeting in her dreams, she started to consume his thoughts. Terzo began to think less and less of his planned revenge and more about her.

And even though the thought that he could be ruining her mind was there, he didn’t think he could ever let her go, selfishly. Terzo needed her. Marion kept him grounded and she was unquestionably loyal to him.

She was the only person he could truly trust.

He found himself smiling faintly while thinking of what he was going to do to her tonight now that he secured some alone time for the both of them.

***

Marion trudged back to their quarters and tried to enjoy the quiet of the abbey halls. Terzo had picked up Fenrir a few hours before, allowing her to get some work done. She was so obedient with him; he didn’t even have to use a leash with her — she would trot alongside him without even being commanded to. It was cute, really.

The three of them typically went for a walk around the grounds in the evening but she wanted to make it back to the room to have a little bit of quiet time. Perhaps a shower? Maybe even a little nap? The possibilities were endless.

She pulled the door open and her feet came to a half, a confused sound falling from her lips. Terzo was already there, seated on the edge of the bed. His black dress shirt was partially unbuttoned, showing his dark chest hair. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and he was still wearing his black gloves, his golden nails tracing circles on the blanket.

Marion felt her body warm up at the sight of him. It had been so long, but—

“Fenrir?”

“Ah, si. Her zio looking after her for the night.”

“Zio?”

“Uncle Copia.” Terzo’s lip curled into a sinister grin and pushed himself to his feet. He was a blur, moving so quickly that he was up against her in a second, his hands immediately roaming her body.

A soft groan fell from her lips and she could feel how hard he already was through his slacks. Marion’s mouth crashed against his, unable to resist him, and she looped her arms around his neck. The kiss was deep, passionate and almost frenzied, finally being able to each other after refraining. Her hips grinded against his, her nails scratching at the back of his neck as she hummed into his mouth.

Terzo’s strong hand fell to her ass and dug his nails into the fabric, eliciting a sharp whine from her. He fell to his knees, pulling down her jeans in the process and shoved her against the door she had just entered through. Marion could hardly register what was happening before she felt his hot mouth on her already damp underwear.

He sucked her clit through her fabric and her legs trembled, her head rolling back on her shoulders and resting against the door. “Fuck.” Marion huffed, her hands falling to his hair and she felt it — horns . Her fingers wrapped around them and he groaned deeply, the vibrations moving straight up her body as her back arched.

Terzo’s claws ripped at her underwear and tore them clean off. He looked up at her through thick lashes as his forked tongue lapped at her slick folds. A strangled moan rumbled up her chest, her hips bucking against his face while she tugged at his horns. He growled into her, his tongue deep inside her as his claws dug into her hips.

Marion squeezed her eyes shut and her toes curled in her shoes. He was eating her out like an absolute madman, having her firmly pressed against the door with no way of escaping his grasp. She was whining, almost babbling while her grip on his horns tightened. Terzo pressed his nose firmly against her clit and it was enough to have her crying out as she orgasmed.

His claws skirted up her shirt while he rose to his feet, tugging it over her head. Marion was still in a daze but complied and held her arms up to assist before her hands found the buttons of his shirt and started to dutifully undo them. They were rushing, frantically undressing. Terzo’s slid his belt from his pants and dropped them, his hard cock springing out.

Marion managed to step out of her shoes, leaving her in just her socks and a bra but not for long. His one claw tore at the back claps of her bra and it fell from her shoulders in a heap. Her fingers drifted up his chest, nails dragging lightly across it as she worked her way up to his neck. They lingered on the stitching she had done so long ago.

Marion took a moment to take him in. His paint, which was always masterfully done, was smudged along the bottom half of his face and her own slick glistened on his cheeks. His raven locks with gray speckles had fallen into his face. Terzo was so beautiful to her. She leaned in and pressed her lips lovingly to his. He sighed softly, his claws drifting up her back and she could feel them lightly prick her skin.

His cock pressed between her legs, his hips rolling slowly. Marion groaned against his lips, her hands drifting back down his chest.

“I need, I should —“ Terzo stammered and brought his hips to a stop.

“It’s okay.” She hummed, her hands finding his thick length and guiding it to her entrance. “I want you now.” He immediately pushed in, fast and hard, making Marion cry out. His claws dug into her hips and he shoved her hard against the door as his hips snapped.

She gripped his shoulders, her mouth falling open with a low whine. He kept his hips rolling at a slow pace but with each thrust, he snapped hard, driving deep inside her. Terzo’s head fell to the crook of her neck, his open mouth growling into it as he jerked his hips.

“Do you feel worshiped, amore?” He hissed, grazing his teeth against the sensitive skin. His hips thrust just as she was about to answer a resounding yes but instead she whimpered loudly. Terzo’s claw snaked up to tangle and grab at her hair, lifting hus head and forcing her to look him in the eyes. He leaned in and pressed his forehead against hers, their lips barely touching.

“Y-yes, Papa .” Marion gasped hoarsely. Her eyes were half lidded, face red, lips swollen and her jaw was slack. Terzo loved seeing her like this, so completely blissed out on him. He could feel how she clenched around him, how her nails dug into his shoulders. It drove him to take more of what he needed from her.

“Will you come on my cock, Marion?” The way he growled her name caused her walls to flex around him. “Will you? Will you, per favore ? Please?” His pleads combined with his cock hits just the right spot had her unraveling again, her legs quivering and a deep sigh pushing out of her lips.

He couldn’t hold back any longer, his thrusts growing more rapid. The door rattled on its hinges as he fucked her against it. Terzo was close, his hips stuttering while snarling wildly. She moved one of her hands back to his neck and squeezed. His eyes widened and he choked out a moan, unloading inside her.

He collapsed into her, his arms curling around her back and boxing her against the door. Marion’s legs finally gave out and he caught her, scooping her up in his arms and stayed there for just a moment. His lips caught hers and they kissed tenderly.

“So much for using protection.” Marion mumbled into his lips with a giggle. He smirked and tugged her to the bed. They flopped in a heap, the two of them tangling together into a mess of limbs and blankets.

Peace.

Finally, peace.

They enjoyed the silence between them for some time. Marion’s eyes started to grow heavy. Her breathing slowed. She felt herself starting to drift away—

“Do you ever miss the time in between?”

She drew in a deep breath. The time in between Terzo being dead and being reinstated to the clergy. The time when he stayed with her in her apartment, getting his strength back and wreaking havoc while she tried to work her old job. It was a simpler time. It was fun.

“Of course I do, Terzo.” Marion answered softly and gently started to stroke at his chest. But — she wouldn’t give up what they had now for the world.

“How do you think Fenrir is doing with Copia?”

***

Copia couldn’t figure out what she wanted. First, he tried to let her out but Fenrir just sat down patiently on the grass and didn’t do her business. Then, he took her for a walk around the grounds but she still didn’t pee or poop. He gave her treats. He took her to visit with some of his ghouls.

Still, she wouldn't go to the bathroom and every time they returned back to his quarters she would just sit and look at him expectantly. Finally, Copia gave up and crawled into bed. Fenrir immediately jumped up and got comfortable down by his feet, resting her head on his ankles.

It wasn’t long before the two of them fell asleep.

Lucifer was waiting for him. He was sitting in the front pew of the cathedral, paging through one of the clergy’s texts. He was still taking the form of Terzo. His mouth twisted into a feral grin once Copia finally sat beside him, his sharp teeth poking into his painted lips.

“Dog duty?” Satan sounded amused. “Terzo must have you on a tight leash now, huh?”

“Are you… are you appearing to Marion?” Copia worked up the courage to ask, his wide eyes meeting the other’s pure white ones.

“She’s a part of this, Copia.” He sang, his grin only widening. “What? Have you gone soft on her?” The Olde One scoffed.

“ No. ”

“Good.” Lucifer set the book down between them. “Focus on getting closer to Terzo, child. I have plans for Marion.”