#kissy missy x you

[thepoweroffluffyboysandmeangirls]

Hello! Could I request Huggy Wuggy x female reader hcs please. If you can't I understand. Thank you!

yay! my first request! of course anon,l would (love to have the pleasure of writing these hcs for you! (didnt specifiy in rq but this is romantic. lmk if you want it rewritten!)

Huggy Wuggy *Poppy Playtime* x Female Reader ~ Headcanons

warnings: like i stated before, im only doing gijinkas/humans of poppy playtime characters, so im sorry if this wasnt what you wanted but i hope you enjoy anyways!

💙Okay first of all, huggy's hair is hella soft. like bro, floofiest thing ever. 100/10 floof hair.

💙as his name says, he loves hugs! youre sad? hugs! youre happy? hugs! either of you feeling cuddly? hugs! he will never pass up an opportunity to do so.

💙i hc kissy and huggy as siblings, so i feel like when huggy has a crush on you/reader/yn, kissy would give ya hints and try to get him to confess 😅

💙ya best bet that he is a affectionate boi. like bro lookit his name.

💙if you are super affectionate too, dis boi is falling for ya harder whether ur in a relationship or not.

💙flirty yn? he gonna be a blushy shy boi and literally cant hide it even if he wanted to like bro i hc him with pale as frick skin, so the blush is just **obvious as hecc**

sorry this was a bit short.. i just was both excited for my first actual rq but i also made this at like 10pm soo... hehe sorry bout dat..

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[asphodelsandpomegranates]

Jealousy (Huggy Wuggy x Reader)

You pressed the buttons on the clock-in machine, entering the six digit code to sign you in for the start of your shift and then headed off down to the basement labs that were all too familiar to you. 

You said ‘hello’ to your fellow coworkers and down the metal steps that creaked and banged with every step. 

You pushed open the door to the lab once you reached the bottom of the stairs and was greeted with a slight hub-bub in the large room. You noticed that there was an element of excitement in the room and hastened talk. 

Your attention was then caught by something new in the room. 

There was no longer one glass cage encased with steel. But two!

One was empty and the other was occupied by a twelve foot long limbed, blue furred creature known as Huggy Wuggy; a plush toy brought to life by you and your fellow coworkers. A creature that you had grown close to over the years and was your absolute number one priority. 

Speaking of which, you made your way over to the cage that sat on the opposite side of the room. 

Huggy Wuggy sat against the far wall of the cage, his large frame slumped, his head down. 

“Huggy!” you called as you stepped up to the large door and key panel. 

The large, blue furred toy lifted his head. His dark eyes lit up and his lips drew into a big smile, slightly showing off the sharp teeth hidden. Huggy made a chirping noise of delight as you entered the cage and gently closed the door. Huggy clumsily got to his feet and lumbered over to you. 

“Hey, boy.” you cooed as he knelt in front of you and nuzzled his head against your neck and face. You giggled at the contact and rubbed your hands along his soft blue fur. “You missed me, huh?” 

A purr came as your answer. 

“Yeah, I missed you, too. We’ll get some alone time shortly, though.” 

Huggy made a delighted noise in response. 

Suddenly, the moment was ruined as there came a commotion. 

Both you and Huggy looked round to see the other scientists and some factory workers, looking all in the same direction. At the empty cage. 

The large cage, like Huggy’s, was helmed into the wall, but the wall had a large opening like a garage door which opened slowly. 

You squinted your eyes, trying to see what was entering the cage…and what you saw made your stomach clench, horribly. 

The creature, that was being ushered in by a small group of factory workers, was the same creature as Huggy. From the body shape, eyes, mitten like paws and feet and even the thing bow like tie. The only difference was the fur was pink. 

Was this supposed to be some kind of female counterpart to Huggy? 

The female creature soon entered the cage and sat down in a corner of the cage as the large door came to a close. 

You heard a low growl come from above you, making you glance up. Huggy was snarling at the newcomer. It seemed as though Huggy wasn’t happy that another one of…his kind was in his territory. 

“It’s all right, Huggy.” you cooed, reaching a hand up to stroke his crescent head. “She’s in there and we’re in here. It’ll be all–.” 

“Hey, (Y/N). Get over here for a minute.” called one of your colleagues. 

Furrowing your brow, you made your way to the door of the cage. You heard Huggy following you and turned to him. 

“Wait here, Huggy. It’s all right.” 

Huggy blinked at you, confused, but did as he was told. You went over to the door and stepped out of the chamber. 

“What’s going on?” you asked. The said worker who had shouted over to you. “Who the hell is she?” 

“She,” he explained. “Is our latest experiment.” 

“Experiment? When did that happen?” 

“A month ago.” Replied a female worker “Laith wanted to do some more research. For Huggy to breed.” 

Your heart skipped a beat. “B-breed?” 

“Yeah, breed. Didn’t you hear me?” 

“But…how? We have no inkling that Huggy can breed. He’s an experiment. A living one.” 

“Exactly.” said the male worker. “We don’t know and it's our job to figure these things out. 1-1-7-0 may be an experiment but he’s more than and we may be able to advance with more of his kind at our disposal. Besides, it’ll work for the kids.” 

You felt quite sick to your stomach. Why was this happening? Huggy, to breed with that..that female? You glanced over at Huggy who was staring at you, concerned. 

Your mind began to race back to all those times you and Huggy had been…intimate together. Those times you had both been intimate when it was just you and Huggy somewhere in the factory or in his cage. At first, it had been to help relieve Huggy and soon it developed into a need and then…something more. 

You loved Huggy. More than a human should love a scientific being/toy and the thought–. 

Just the thought of Huggy mating with someone that wasn’t you…it just made you sick. 

Were…were you jealous? 

“So,” said the male worker. “Think you can coax your little friend to come and meet experiment 2-4-8-9.” 

“Or…” said the female scientist. “Kissy Missy. Ha! You ever heard such a ridic–?” 

But the rest of her words, you drowned them out as your attention soon focused on…Kissy Missy. 

The pink plush toy had come out of her stupor and had begun to glance around at the huge room. Her dark eyes seemed a little unfocused, just like Huggy’s had been when he had woken up. She blinked a little and glanced down at the surrounding scientists and factory workers. 

“Oooh, someone’s awake.” 

Kissy soon lost interest and her gaze went upwards, towards Huggy’s cage. Her eyes darted here and there all over Huggy’s form and began to glitter with glee. Her wide red lips grew into a big smile. 

“Shit.” you whispered. 

You walked back to Huggy’s cage and secured yourself inside. 

“Hey, (Y/N), where are you–?” 

You slammed the door blocking out everything that was beyond the cage. You could feel your body shaking with fear. You couldn’t bring yourself to look up at the female counterpart of your lover. Yet you could hear the high chirping coming from outside the cage and the muffled banging against it. 

The sound of footsteps made you look up to see Huggy lumbering over to you and kneeling. 

He placed a yellow glowed paw at the top of your head. He could see you were upset and Huggy never liked it when you were upset. He made an odd cooing noise as though asking you what was the matter. 

How could you explain this to him? That Kissy Missy was to be his mate from now on and not you? 

Huggy made the same cooing noise again. 

Still, you did not respond to him, you could feel the tears coming to your eyes and you didn’t want to show yourself up in front of your colleagues. 

But there was no fooling Huggy. His free paw came to gently brush across your eyes. 

“Thanks, boy.” you sniffed. “Um, they um…you see that pink b-being over there?” you hiccuped nodding over to Kissy who had her own paws against the glass. Huggy let out a disgruntled noise. “Yeah, her. Well, they all want you to meet her.” 

Huggy turned his focus back on you. 

“I know you don’t like the sound of this - and neither do I - but they want to see what..happens. I'll come in with you.” you reassured him, taking both of your smaller hands around his large paw. “And if you don’t like…Kissy Missy, then I'll take you out. I’ll be here with you, okay?” 

Huggy Wuggy didn’t look too pleased by this. His lips were pulled into a frown but it seemed to soften a little as he considered your words. After a moment, Huggy finally nodded. 

Trying your best to ignore the bile rising in your throat, you turned to the scientists outside and nodded at them. One of them, one you recognised to be Avery, hurried to the door and entered the key code. With a small hiss, the cage opened. Everyone waited with baited breath as you led Huggy out of his cage and over to Kissy Missy’s. The female creature began to get excited, jumping rather clumsily in her cage as Huggy and you came close. She was really annoying you and, it seemed, Huggy, too. Huggy began to snarl and back away a little. 

“Would someone calm her down already?” you spat, sending a glare to the others around you as you tried to console Huggy. “She’s clearly bothering him.”

“Do as she says,” called a voice. 

Everyone in the room turned to see the master behind Playtime Co. - Elliott Ludwig - standing with your boss, Laith Pierre. 

“Do as she says. Or else we’ll get nowhere.” Elliott Ludwig repeated. 

A dozen workers ran past you and Huggy and did what they could to subdue the newest experiment. As they did, you moved a little closer to Huggy, manoeuvring your body so that Kissy Missy could properly see what you were doing. 

“It’s okay, Huggy. We’re nearly there now, all right?” 

Huggy gave you a contented purr and began to nuzzle you affectionately. You giggled and began to pet him, making him purr louder. You glanced over at Kissy and noticed that she had finally calmed  down but her gaze was now on you. Kissy stared at you in a curious fashion before her eyes narrowed and bared her shark like teeth at you. 

That’s right, bitch. You thought. He’s all mine and won’t look twice at you. 

“Okay, she’s all right now,” said Avery. “You wanna carry on?” 

You ceased your petting of Huggy and proceeded to lead him to the cage. Huggy seemed to have eyes for you and you alone. The moment the two of you entered the cage, he shuffled closer to your side. 

You turned to Avery. “Keep the door open. At all times.” 

Avery nodded and stayed by the door. 

You then glanced at Kissy as she continued to stare you down as thought you were some annoying insect she longed to squash. You turned your attention to Huggy who was hovering near you, his eyes on you. 

“You okay, my sweet?” 

But before Huggy could respond, there came a shrill shriek and you found yourself being flung back towards the cage wall, slamming hard into it. You soon collapsed to the ground on your front. 

“Fuck!” you hissed. Pain flooded your back making you quiver and curl in on yourself. 

There came a loud roar that made you look up to see Huggy attacking Kissy Missy, shoving her into a corner of the cage. His paws became matted as the claws began to elongate and slice at Kissy. Kissy, completely taken aback, had not reacted in time to Huggy’s attack and was doing a terrible job of defending herself. 

“Huggy!” 

“Separate them now!” came the barking voice of Laith Pierre. 

You could hear people responding to Laith’s orders and heard them scrambling to get in the cage.

“No, Huggy!” you cried, fear rising in your veins as a few came in, carrying tranquiliser guns. 

Huggy turned at the sound of your voice and lumbered over to you. He wrapped his long limbs around you and pulled you to his chest. He made soft cooing and purring sounds as he nuzzled closer to you. 

“I’m all right, Huggy.” you croaked. “It was you I was worried about.” 

Huggy chirped in reply and lifted you in his arms like a parent would a child, and made his way through the crowd and back to his own cage. 

You peeked over Huggy’s shoulder to see Kissy Missy being cornered and soon hit by several tranquilisers. Kissy toppled over and fell to the ground with a loud crash! 

Once inside his cage, Huggy took you to one of the corners of the cage and sat with you tucked in between his legs, his limbs still around you, protectively. 

“Thank you, Huggy.” you said, softly against his chest. “I love you so much.” 

Huggy purred, happily. 

(The End.) 

[jazzyquarterblugs]

Poppy Playtime Jealousy AU stuff

holy crap I completely forgotten I have a tumblr account of my own... Welp I guess I could post about my current hyperfixations

(This is an AU btw)

[starheart-blog]

DogDay X Player Reader X CatNap needs to happen!

I saw in the gamePlay that DogDay said *Angel* to the player and...I was thinking...what if DogDay was saves by the Player aka Reader. :0

I love that idea! Not only we are saving him but we are also helping him to be free! :D

I wish we had that in Game... :(

And I think DogDay will keep calling Reader As Angel. 💖

Now....you all are wondering..."where in the world CatNap suits in this!?"

Will....After Reader helped DogDay and takes him to Poppy and kissy Missy...Reader meet CatNap...and....will...CatNap at first want to kill Reader....but overtime tho...CatNap start to have weird Feelings For Reader...for CatNap these Feelings are Weird....but more time he watches Reader...the Feelings get Stronger...

[vivienisztherv200]

I just want to be with you, even if it's raining

[citruslullabies]

Catnap X reader

I've got this idea from another author, perhaps the reader is getting too attached to one of the mini catnaps? They spend their time cuddling the little rascal instead of him and he decides to make his displeasure noticed albeit in his own way.

Oh hey, I love that author! Bumblehoneybee is one of my favorites<3

Trigger warnings: none

Romantic/platonic: neutral (unspecified)

Requested by: anonymous

Category: fluff

Ship (romantic or platonic): catnap x reader

Word count: 565

Cat Fight

After having redeemed Catnap, you were left to depend on him and for him to depend on you with the little things. Whether that be warmth or cuddles, or defenses, you two always had each other's back in the dark and gloomy place. Catnap just like any cat, loved you and saw you as his person.

And that's why you're in the pickle you're in now. A little smiling critter of Catnap had been spying on you before finally walking up to you while meowing its little head off like a banshee. You looked down at the oddly friendly creature and gasped, smiling and kneeling down to pet it in which it gladly accepted. “Awh! You're so cute!” You cooed to the rather prissy and affectionate feline.

Catnap was just coming back from finding food while Poppy and Kissy Missy were busy looking for routes in the place to keep going, happily coming back expecting your praise but was greeted with basically a smack to the face. He set the food and water down and let his ears fall flat, slowly slinking over to you and staring at the tinier version of himself. “..Mouse, why is this.. thing here?”

The larger feline was not at all happy with this, staring down at the smaller version of him. All of your attention was going onto this cheap little declawed copy of him and he didn't appreciate it.

“Catnap, just look at how cute it is! Hmm..” you thought for a moment, before plucking the little kitty into your arms and feeling your heart melt at the feeling of it nuzzling against you and wrapping its tiny paws around your neck. Catnap let out a low growl as he thought about swatting the little creature out of your arms, but refraining from doing so.

“Ugly little thing..” he hissed despite looking like it, displeased as he picked the food back up to continue moving. Kissy Missy was silent as always when they returned, judging the small cat while Poppy made a few comments here and there but ultimately decided it was fine if it was friendly. The entire walk you were just cradling and cooing at the little cat before you decided on a name, gently pressing your nose against its tiny one. “I'm gonna name you.. Cleocatra!” You said, earning a weirded out look from the larger feline and a purr from Cleocatra. But he said nothing.

When tiredness finally overcame your senses, he was more than happy to get cozy on the floor as you set the cat down despite its screaming protests. He wrapped his tail around your form and gently kneaded at your shoulder, being completely at peace before being disrupted by meows and little paws standing on him. He opened his eyes only to be greeted with a tiny Cleo that was pouty and trying to snuggle in-between them, to which Catnap grabbed it by its scruff and set it down away from the both of you. You spent all day with the little fucker, it was his turn.

But the tiny cat just kept pushing until catnap hissed at it, being quiet so he wouldn't wake you up despite your stirring. The little cat huffed and walked off, flicking its tail at Catnap as if it was a middle finger and snuggling up on top of your backpack instead.

Little shit.

Thank you for requesting!

[s3thwrit3sstuff]

you know what's delicious? yn who started wearing flavored lip balm/lip tint because of suguru — so that every time suguru ate a curse, he could just easily pull the man into a kiss to get rid of the disgusting taste suguru hates so much ((bonus points if yn also pops in a candy/sweet/chocolate in his mouth before feeding it to suguru through a kiss — anything to help suguru forget the taste of curses)) yeah... just... suguruyn for the win man 😋🫶

((even more bonus points when satoru finds out later and he gets all jelly because 1. he doesn't know the lip balm/lip tint can come with a flavor so he felt blindsided and of course, he humphs and puffs because of it and 2. he wanted a chocolatey sweetness kissies too!!!! and of course lastly, 3. he felt left out because he never knows that suguruyn always makes out every single time suguru ate a curse so he's all pouty about it — ask him to join in next time!!!))

❝ He's just like candy, he's so sweet ❞

polycule (Satoru x r! x Suguru)) | alternate universes (Suguru is not a cult-reader), fluff, NSFW | vers. bottom. reader (AMAB) | NOT PROOFREAD | wc: 3.6k

warnings: foodplay, threesomes, pouty satoru & smug suguru, semi-public sex, d/s dynamics

masterlist; part 1; part 2; part 3; alternate ending; playlist; au's and what if's

author's note: in this au, they slayed the links that made me lose my mind (thank you @xuxitheii for making me squeal and kick my feet): geto suguru : gojo satoru : gojo satoru being a big baby

Curses. Ugly as sin and tastes just as foul. Suguru remembers the first time he discovered he could devour them; how awful it felt as it went down his throat, bulging out and staying there — blocking his airway as he struggled to find it in himself to swallow.

The way his teeth ached. His throat convulsed and his instincts forced it back up but his fingers blocked it from doing so. It warbled in the back of his mouth, begging to be let out and 7-year-old Suguru just knew he couldn’t bear for it to disturb him again. He couldn’t handle it speaking nonsensically into his ear, slinking under his bed or even staring right at him as it grinned so wide Suguru swore he could see his reflection in its yellow, wicked-sharp, teeth.

The pills his parents (his poor, non-sorcerer, parents) had given him to help with his “hallucinations” made him feel as though a thick fog was obscuring his brain. His thoughts faded and his movement groggy, his emotions caged while his body still felt the anxious tremors that ran through him when he saw them.

The curses made him feel like he was constantly in a deep pit of despair. Everything wrong in the world, the depravity and impulses of humanity that manifested into these grotesque creatures in the palm of his hands made his nose sting, till this day, as an 18-year-old; it made his eyes well with tears.

Suguru can't describe it in a way people could understand. But if asked, he’d used the viscera of a vomit rag being forced down your throat.

But the strong protect the weak. While your lips protect them from his ire. This one goes down with a loud gulp, his fingers blocking his lips as he tosses his head back. The worst is almost over, the aftertaste will linger but not for long. Because then, he feels your weight on his chest and Suguru is pliant as you gently pry his fingers away.

“You did a good job, baby.” Suguru flutters his eyes open and he can’t help the way his lips twitch eagerly. Your lips are glossier than usual, he can smell the cherry flavour on them. His hands wrap themselves around your waist. It’s a firm grip.

Mine, he says without speaking, mine — all mine.

He pulls and a huff of air escapes you in a series of chuckles. “I know we haven’t been out in a while, but did you miss me that much, Su-Su?” Suguru frowns at your jest. It’s rare for him to pout. That role is often delegated to your boyfriend, Satoru. So this must truly upset him.

Because, yes, he did.

You’d been called overseas to complete a mission. It was the norm for sorcerers considering the population of sorcerers in Japan; outsourcing they called it. Your curse technique was needed for this mission and truly, it didn’t take long but Suguru had done solo missions and he missed you.

Three solo missions. Three disgusting, dog-shit, vomit-stained rags, down his throat. Three days without you by his side.

He hated it.

“Don’t ask a silly question like that ever again,” he mumbles. Silly. The way he scolds you always makes you smile. Never crass or rude — his voice reminds you of the symphony of leaves singing with the wind as they danced and speckled light onto the forest floors and cool water bubbling over rocks.

“Why? Why can’t I ask silly questions?” You tease, placing your elbows on his shoulder and hanging your hands behind him. Purposefully lax despite the coquettish smile on your face.

“You already know the answer.” He speaks with such sincerity. Every word is heavy with nothing but candour and adoration. It makes your eyes soften and Suguru squeezes you closer.

“I do?” He nods at your words, the tip of his nose brushing over yours and his tan skin so flushed on the apples of his cheeks.

“Kiss me like you miss me, baby.”

Suguru’s lips land on yours like a feather. Supple as always he begins it with a long-lasting peck. Pouty lip against pouty lip. His hands climb up your back and he presses between your shoulder blades to somehow hold you closer; his jaw opens and yours does the same. There it is — that heaven that’s your mouth. Suguru groans and you feel his tongue sneaking in, devouring you like a starved man.

The cherry flavour on your lips, the sweetness of the candy you let melt on your tongue, the way your fingers grip his hair, the way he can feel your breath on his cheek as you try to breathe. He wishes that the two of you never needed air. Suguru wants nothing more than to kiss you forever and ever and ever —

“Hey!”

You part with a gasp, cheeks warm and lips almost bruised as the line of spit between the two of you breaks. At the mouth of the alleyway was your boyfriend; Gojo Satoru.

His arms are crossed and he taps his foot in a cartoonish fashion. Despite that, both of you know that the frown on his face is very much real. “What gives? I exorcised the other curses and I came back to the two of you making out. So unfair!”

Suguru parts with a sigh, rolling his eyes to the side and pouting his lips to the side as he muttered about Satoru having FOMO. It makes you giggle and he smiles when you lean forward to place your face right under his jaw.

“S’toru, you’re being a baby. Suguru did a lot of work and I was just thanking him.” Satoru unfolds his arms and flaps them around in protest.

“I did work too!”

And it has begun — Satoru’s famous little tantrums. Oh, he could go for a full hour if he was really worked up but there is a saving grace in him having them. He closes his eyes when he’s yappering. Suguru is listening to his huffy boyfriend but then you kiss his chin and he tilts his face down to look at you.

“Hm?” your teeth brush over his lower lips, then plant firmly on his. “Baby?” he smiles in the lip-locking and you whine about it because his lips should not stretch into that handsome smile, they should be pursed outward and part to let you in.

He tastes chocolate on your tongue. The creaminess of the chocolate makes him groan along with the citrusy notes. That combined with the fruitiness of the cherry tint on your lips makes the taste of the curses he’d ingested (exorcised) all but disappear. Your hands climb to the lobe of his ears and his breath hitches when your fingers trail the curve of it, he protests a bit as you undo his bun; then you whisper his name and Suguru tightens his grip on your waist.

“Hey!”

Satoru is whining again but this time he’s closer. Close enough for Suguru to grab a fistful of Satoru’s white button-up and pull him in. As his face turns you giggle, wiping away some smeared gloss as you watch Satoru turn red from Suguru’s heated kiss.

Satoru groans with his eyebrows twitching. Listless in his attempt to remain angry at Suguru. He pounds his fist against Suguru’s shoulder and attempts to crane his neck away. When he turns, he gasps as you steal his breath.

Satoru’s graceful legs tumble over themselves as his boyfriends press him to the rough wall of the alleyway. There’s a constant hum of an A/C machine and the noises from the pipes keep the intimate noises between the three of you contained. Suguru’s blunt nails drag onto the faded plastered-on advertisements — yours grip onto the bars of the window that had been covered up by old newspapers.

Satoru’s grip onto the front of both of your shirts. His glasses go askew as he struggles to keep up with his boyfriends. Suguru misses Satoru so much. He’d been away too, the Higher Ups sending him overseas at the same time as you and Shoko had to deal with a depressed Suguru for those 3 days.

“Mah, Satoru,” you drag your lips to Satoru’s sensitive neck. His hands don’t seem to know what to do with themselves. It grips and pushes and stutters. “I always give Suguru special kisses after a job well done, you’ve just always been too busy to notice.”

“S’not fair,” Satoru retorts with no real venom in his words. “I deserve special kisses too, don’t I?” Suguru chuckles, forcing Satoru to look his way and shut him up. Satoru glares over the rim of his crooked glasses as Suguru’s thumb presses down on his canines.

“What a jealous brat.”

“Can’t even handle a little teasing.”

Satoru would heavily disagree with that. A little teasing? You called being pushed to a wall, groped, kissed, and bitten by your handsome and powerful boyfriends a little teasing?

Satoru was a sign of change, his birth instantly tipped the scales of the sorcerer world, but he was still human!

Suguru grins that irritatingly pleased grin when Satoru’s protests die out thanks to your hands slipping down his pants. “Oh shit,” he hisses. His speech is odd with Suguru’s thumb in his mouth, casually inspecting it. But you laugh anyway.

“You know, since he has been away too, maybe he does deserve a bit of sugar from you, (Y/N).” You glance at Suguru, your cock chubbing up in your pants as he pointedly motions his gaze to the ground. You kneel in front of Satoru and drool slips down his chin as his pupils chase after you. Suguru chuckles, wiping it away and wiping it off on Satoru’s shirt — to which he hears no complaint. Suguru stands behind you, bending at his waist to peer down. It’s unfair how pretty he is from any angle. The Gods took their time making him. Of that, you are certain.

“Ready, sweetheart?” you nod, opening your saccharine-sweet mouth; Suguru pats your cheek as praise and undoes Satoru’s pants for you. His cock springs out, nearly bumping into your nose as it strains and twitches in the open air. When Suguru holds it, Satoru grunts and raises his hips. Fucking into his fist like a dog in heat. Suguru regards this with a shake of his head and guides Satoru to your mouth. You form a fist around your thumb, looking up at Satoru through your lashes as you wrap your lips around him.

Suguru straightens his composure. He takes in the sight.

Satoru and you know better than to be handsy. The pale-haired man grabs onto the bars of the window behind him, breathing through his nose as the toe of his shoes dig into the floors. You slip your eyelids close and languish in the taste of Satoru’s cock — breathing through your nose as well as you bob your head.

Fuck, Suguru missed this. He really did. He could get off on this alone. Just watched as both of you enjoyed the other. His darling boyfriends, who so obediently listen to his whims even if he didn’t say it out loud.

Who could ask for more?

Suguru strokes over your eyebrow and barely stifles a laugh when you tilt your head so Satoru’s tip pokes your cheeks.

“Good boy. My sweet boy.”

His voice alone makes you want to give in to whatever it is he asks of you — it’s insane how much power and sway he has. Your charming Suguru.

Satoru moans, swiftly reaching out and gripping onto the collar of Suguru’s top. They kiss. Fighting for dominance because Satoru needs to be pushed into submission. He relishes being put in his place — smacked around a little.

You could pinpoint this kink originating from his frivolous childhood and naturally talented self needing some sort of edge to sink down into a more fuzzy headspace.

Or perhaps Satoru was just a brat and he trusted his lovers enough to relinquish that control. Both theories worked.

Suguru grunts as Satoru tugs at his hair, the pleasant tinge of pain making his dick strain against his loose pants. You spot it from the corner of your eyes, an obscene slurping sound coming from you as you attempt to not make this blowjob too messy. An impossible task, really. But a worthy effort.

“Your lips taste like cherry, why?” Satoru’s question catches Suguru off-guard. He expected Satoru’s usual quips and huffiness. He indulges.

“(Y/N) wore cherry-flavoured lipgloss.”

The proof is in the coloured streaks on his dick. You feel it twitch on your tongue and pull away, your hot breath on his cockhead making precum leak out of his blushing tip. You rest it on your velvet tongue, unabashedly pouting to kiss the tip and then taking him inside again. Those slightly shimmery streaks made Satoru grit his teeth.

“I didn’t know those came in flavours,” Satoru moans. “How come you don’t wear that for me too?”

“Because it’s for me, you little shithead,” Suguru growls lowly. Their foreheads touch as he tightens his grip on Satoru’s neck, the pressure making Satoru’s eyelids flutter for a second. “It’s my prize for exorcising curses.”

“You jealous?” you wonder out loud. The answer was clear but there was a rush to make Satoru admit it.

“Yes, I am!” He curses for a moment as you descend further down to lick at his balls, looking up at him still as if this conversation was taking place over a dinner table and not in an alleyway with society just a few meters away. As if his dick wasn't on your face while you feel his balls tightening up on your tongue.

Seriously, if somebody peered down long enough they would most definitely catch sight of the three of you here.

“I just – just...fuck, I missed the two of you too. It’s completely unfair you’ve been keeping this from me too! I’ll never forgive you.”

Suguru grabs the back of your neck and pulls you backward. His large hands effectively push your head down further and further until your nose is at the neat patch of pubic hair Satoru has. You relax your throat and jaw, eyes watering while you brace your hands on Satoru’s thighs.

“So why didn’t you just tell us that, darling?" Suguru purrs. "Instead, you chose to be a brat and stomp around. You’re better than that, Satoru. Aren’t you? Hm?”

You gag but Suguru holds you in place. His hand barely has any real strength behind it. If you jerked backward, he would not hold you in place. No, no. Suguru’s power comes from the lack of strength he needs to exhibit. His dominance is in the ease Suguru commands it.

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. You needed him inside of you.

“Screw you, Suguru,” Satoru chokes out.

He pulls you off. You cough, spit staining your chin as you smile loosely at them. Suguru then pulls you onto your feet, pushes you to the wall, and undoes your pants. You bite down on your lower lip, staring at Satoru as you brace your hands onto the wall just next to him. Satoru watches on, trying to keep himself strong by pretending he isn’t affected by the sight before him.

Suguru gathers spit in his mouth but pauses as he feels the candy wrapper in your pockets. The chocolate brand makes his brows raise. It’s expensive. No doubt Satoru’s influence had rubbed off on you. Only one company in the world made this chocolate, its pink colour is a dead giveaway. No wonder your cherry-flavoured gloss tasted so strong, it was complimented nicely by the leftover taste of this ruby chocolate.

He lets your pants pool around your ankles while he takes a bite. It wasn’t disgustingly soft, but your body heat made it melt quickly on his tongue. He spreads your ass apart and spits a thick glob of his spit and pink chocolate. The sensation sends shivers up your back and you arch your back further, unsure about the new sensation.

“Suguru, that was expensive — ngh!”

Your eyes widen as he presses his cock inside. You were thankful for your morning romp with them. It loosened you up enough that Suguru’s impatience didn’t cause pain and only mild discomfort — he reaches forward to jerk your cock off to ebb it away and you moan out his name.

“Shh, shh, not so loud. We’re still outside, baby.”

Satoru groans, reaching to toss his glasses away as he turns his back to the entrance and gives you his full attention. He’s craving touch. To taste or to mark you up. To do anything, really. He is goddamn hypnotized by the way Suguru’s dick thrusts in and out of you. Suguru gives you a good fucking for too short of a time — pounding into you like a jackhammer and making you nearly bite your tongue off in an attempt to keep quiet before he pulls out.

Your knees buckle, thighs twitching as you try to keep yourself upright. Satoru’s knees thud onto the floor and he greedily laps at Suguru’s cock, moaning at the creamy taste. The same flavour leaks out of you while you catch your breath. The mouth of the alleyway is quiet but there are still the faint noises of the city just there. A few big strides away. But there. It excites you. You imagine it’s exciting your equally perverted boyfriends too.

"Satoru," Suguru groans at the sight of him. You peel yourself from the wall. Shoulders thudding onto the hard surface while your pants drop to your ankles. Shakily, you use your feet to push it all the way off, eyes trained on Satoru savouring the flavour of Suguru and the ruby chocolate. He pulls away with a breathy 'pwah!' and strokes Suguru's creamy dick.

You're tempted to join Satoru. Just sharing Suguru's cock, kissing Satoru with his cockhead between your lips. Fuck, just the thought has your dick slapping lightly against your navel. Suguru plants a hand near your head, turning his head to kiss you while the other is tugging on the roots of Satoru's head. a

"Both of my boys are being so obedient," he says after a deliciously deep groan of Satoru's name. "We missed you," you reply in a whiny whisper.

"Missed you so much, S'guru..."

Satoru moans, pulling away as he catches his breath and shares a heated gaze.

"Fuck, I missed you so badly. Missed this dick too," Satoru turns to your crotch and kisses the underside of your dick. It makes your breath hitch, hips jerking forward. The wetness of your precum smears on Satoru's cheek a bit but he doesn't even mind. Nor does he seem to notice.

"These cocks are the only ones that make me this hungry."

Suguru glances at the alleyway. You're not loud enough to draw attention. Still, better safe than sorry.

"Emerge from the darkness, blacker than darkness. Purify that which is impure." You throw your head back to laugh. A veil was meant to conceal, protect those outside of it, and maintain secrecy. To use it so improperly.

The three of you were truly perverted.

"What's got you all giggly?" Suguru speaks against your lips. Tilting your chin upwards then squeezing the sides of your neck just to relish in the way you bare your neck to him.

"You used a veil," Satoru speaks for you. He raises, ignoring Suguru's pointed glance in favour of unbuttoning your shirt and kissing down your chest. His lips are sticky, smears of pink tainting you but you find it hard to care. "He's laughing because he thinks we're perverts."

"What are you? A mind reader now, Satoru?" You huff.

"I might as well be, huh?" Satoru smirks. He's so handsome that it makes your chest hurt sometimes. You're against the wall, exits blocked by Suguru and Satoru and you wouldn't have it any other way. "You know, I missed you too. It's been weeks — "

"Three days," Suguru and you corrected.

"Weeks. And this morning wasn't enough. We did such a good job, those wrinkle bags can't complain if we just so happened to work overtime, right?"

Ijichi can't stop his cheek from heating up. It's painfully, painfully, obvious why the three of you took your time for this mission. He had waited in the car for the first hour, then occupied himself with some coffee at a nearby cafe but by the third hour, Ijichi almost called Principal Yaga.

Three Special Grade Sorcerers took that long to exorcise an abandoned building. Surely, something must have happened!

Yet, seeing you sleeping on Suguru's lap with your legs across Satoru's lap confirms the real reason why it took the three of you that long.

Satoru has a weighted eye mask, head tossed back as he recuperates. This gives Ijichi a clear sight of his marked-up neck. Your shirt is wrinkled, hitched up from the bend of your waist, and giving him the whispers of handmarks. Suguru met his gaze from the rearview and Ijichi whispered out an apology.

"No, please. We're sorry for keeping you waiting." Suguru is brushing your bangs back, gently wiping down some residual stickiness on your cheeks with wet wipes (that Ijichi had made a point to stock up on in the car after earlier missions involving you three).

"No, I understand," he says with a shaky voice. Sighing a little he laughed awkwardly from the driver's seat.

"You must've been missing them a lot for those three days they've been gone, Mr Geto."

Suguru's expression softens, leaning one shoulder down when Satoru leans to place his head on his shoulders.

"It's hard not to. I love them."

[donutz]

Yandere Smiling Critters x male child reader

Request from Wattpad-! Here you go Dracunyan1987☆

An employee escorted you to Playcare, after the train ride and Elliot’s long speech of course. You were a new kid added to the bunch. You’ve been hanging around in Playtime co for a while, so the employees told the upper staff, then they told Elliot.

Elliot instructed them for you to stay at Playcare, so you’re here now. This place was huge. There’s… 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... 5 buildings, you counted. You looked up at the ‘sky’, and saw ‘clouds’. Further up, you could see glass, is that the real sky?

The same employee escorted you over to home sweet home, and you were pretty shy, due to you being new to the huge place. The tons of people, toys, big buildings, it's all so new. And kind of scary, due to the big toys. But you do like one.

Kissy… Missy? You think that's her name. She's really sweet.

You entered Home Sweet Home and saw a bunch of kids running around. And… Are those animals..? A dog, a bunny, a bear, a chick—

“Oh, hello!” Somebody greeted you, being out of your vision so you had to turn around.

“You’re new here right?” You nodded your head, being a little surprised by the sudden interaction.

“Ok! I’m PickyPiggy! What’s your name?” You said yours, and she brightened up by that. Even if you were shy, you could at least introduce yourself. Hm. You’re an interesting one.

“Here, follow me! I’ll introduce you to the other critters!” You raised your eyebrows at that, there’s more? How many? You hope there isn’t too much.

Picky took you somewhere, hopefully actually taking you to the critters. She did, no worries.

“Guys! There’s a new kid and—” The other critters were dealing with the kids, not having time for introducing themselves. “Oh.. Uhm..” 

Dogday was dealing with telling kids not to be rude. Kickin was trying to get his soccer ball back from the kids. Craftycorn was trying to get her art supplies back from little 5 year olds. Bobby was being crowded by random 7 year olds. Bubba was looking for his math papers, that were stolen by kids. And Hoppy was being dragged around by younger children.

You, as a 6 year old, not knowing what’s going on, couldn’t even take a bit of charge. So you were standing there, waiting for something(other than this) to happen. Picky was getting impatient, so she raised her voice, just a little ^_^!

“GUYS! THERE IS A NEW KID HERE!! YOU NEED TO INTRODUCE YOURSELVES!!!!” It went quiet. Nobody expected for a critter to raise their voice! Picky had no problem though.

“... Oh uhm! E- Everybody gather at your tables and PLEASE resume your activities!” Dogday spoke up, if he could sweat, he would, he’s never seen or heard Picky yell before…

You hid behind Picky, somewhat trusting her more than anybody else at this place. Also you were shy. And new. I’ve said that already, right?

Dogday saw your shyness and reassured you, “It’s okay little one! This place is safe! Even with the chaotic kids… Anyways, we are the smiling critters! I’m Dogday! … Guys, introduce yourselves—”

“I’m KickinChicken! I like sports—”

“ANYWAYSS!! I’m Hoppy Hopscotch! I’m the better version of Kickin!” “HEY!”

“I’m Bobby Bearhug, I do love.. Stuff..”

“I’m Craftycorn! I do art, and accentuate creativity!”

“I’m Bubba Bubbaphant! The ‘smart one’, that’s what the kids call me…”

“I’m sure Picky Piggy already introduced herself to you, right?”

You nodded your head, still being behind her. You were such a cutie!

“Alright! There’s one more, but he’s.. Somewhere… I’m not sure where he is…” You looked around, trying to see if that ‘he’ is in the room.

“D- Do you mean that one..?” You asked, pointing to a high area. It looked like nothing was there, but you could see his white beady eyes in the shadows.

“Oh! Yeah! That’s Catnap!” Dogday said.

You stayed staring at him. Slightly wondering why he was up there and not down here. He seemed mysterious, especially with that purple color.

“Oh and— What’s your name buddy?” You tensed up, you have to say your name… Again?

Picky saw that you didn’t really like speaking that much, so she did it for you. “Okay kiddo! Would you like to do the activities, or take a tour of the place?” Well, you were hungry, but he didn’t state it as an option.

Your stomach spoke for you, saying you were hungry with a loud rumble. Some of the critters giggled from it, “Guys… Anyways, you’re hungry right? Do you want some food?”

You nodded your head. No duh you’d want some food.

After eating, you wanted a tour of the place. There were a ton of rooms, but since you came out of nowhere, there wasn’t really a room ready for you. The critters had a room, so you could stay there when it was time to sleep.

The critters now having an introduction, and a bright smile, you could trust them. For now.

You did the activity with Picky by your side, because you trusted her the most. You quickly did the activity, proving your smarts to somebody. Bubba Bubbaphant. He found you quite the smart kid, and it’s your first day here!

Good job.

For the next few weeks of being at Playcare, you had a lot of reasons for the critters to like you, you were also clingy to them, so they can’t ever be lonely.

They wanted to keep you here, particularly getting a little bit more mad than usual if somebody was rude to you. One time a kid stole your art supplies, Craftycorn got more mad than usual, she was kind of holding back on fully outlashing at the kid.

… You were doing something to them.

They didn’t want you to have your own room. They wanted to keep you in theirs.

Hm. You wanted to meet Catnap, but couldn’t, he didn’t come out at day, he came out at night. And at night, you were asleep. What if you secretly stayed up one day?

“Good night everybody!” Dogday said, everybody said it back, but you didn’t. (Almost) All of the critters noticed this, wondering why you didn’t respond back like you usually do.

“What if I stayed up..? I wanna see uh, Catnap. That’s his name, I think.” The critters looked at each other, communicating whether it was a bad idea. “Well, the workers never come in here. So we won’t really get in trouble..” Kickin spoke up.

They all agreed to stay up, for some time, not pull an all-nighter or something. They’re all talking, while you were silent. Finally, the sound of a door creaked open. There he was! Catnap!

It went quiet again, you got out of ‘your’ bed(Which is Catnap’s) and went up to the cat. You two stared at each other. You didn’t know what to say, Catnap didn’t want to talk. It wasn’t awkward, for you two at least. The other critters didn’t know what to do in this situation.

You let out your arms, signifying you wanted a hug. The other critters were wary about that, Catnap wasn’t really into that stuff, especially when it came to children.

But, he actually hugged you! Everybody in the room was bewildered by this! You really are the chosen one! Yeah you’re staying here.

Forever. Hopefully.

A/N|| I almost broke my back putting in the different colors on my computer🤣🤣

[pinkishcupid]

𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫

Divider credit to plutism ln here, please go check them out!!

-author’s note : my first fanfic in here ahhh, please excuse me for my grammar I tried going through the fic and fix any mistakes of mine since English isn’t my first language, nonetheless I hope y’all enjoy it & reblogs are appreciated &lt;3

-fandom; poppy playtime

-pairing; dogday x reader, it can be taken as romantic or platonic

-genre; fluff ig

They always said angels were the most divine beings among god’s creations, and dogday couldn’t agree more.

 In the depths of the hell that was the old playtime co. Factory, to see a kind soul was such a refreshing thing to be witnessed by the big hound, especially a soul willing to throw themselves in the face of danger to save others despite the possibility of dying , but you didn’t have a problem with that as you helped of the old toys like poppy & kissy missy, and he was no exception.

Ever since the moment you saved him, dogday wouldn’t stop calling you “angel”; even after learning your real name, because to him you truly was one, and his words even became more true in his eyes once you tried your hardest to sew his legs back into his upper body after finding them, with the help of poppy & kissy missy of course, and luckily for you & him the sewing operation was successful.

 With his legs back intact to his body it took dogday a couple of days to regain his ability to walk and some of his strength, you guessed it would take him a good while for him to return to his normal self; way before his legs were ripped off, but to dogday he had to repay you for your acts of kindness somehow, and to him the only way to repay it is by trying to be as much useful as possible to the team.

  “I already told you dogday, please rest”, you proceeded to say to the big hound who was looming behind you, but to dogday it wasn’t convincing enough, “but angel please let me accompany you, it can be dangerous out there!” He replied back with a mix of stubbornness & worry about your well being, you just sighed due to how the argument between you two just went back & forth without any winning end, so you decided to end it by sucking it up & letting him win.

  “Fine you can come with me, but don’t try to tire yourself, okay? The stitches on your body hadn’t fully healed yet”, you said to him now being the defeated end of the argument, dogday’s smile widened as his tail wiggled in excitement, he answered back happy with your answer, “you can count on me angel!”, He then walked past you leading the way through the dark hallway that led out of the safe space you & your team resided in, you didn’t reply but you simply smiled at how adorable his response was, because how couldn’t you say no to him? As you snapped back into reality as dogday called out for you to follow him, you gave him a thumbs up as you followed his lead with that smile he adored the most.

 Unknowingly to you, a big reason of the way dogday acted a bit protective over you;  was because being beside was like heaven to him, it felt like he was being greeted by one of the many doors of heaven, as one of them opened upon him showing him only light like the amount of hope you gave him, that there’s still a chance for a better future outside of this old factory for old broken toys like him.

  and he knew for sure he wouldn’t let such a bliss like you slip away from his paws easily.

Made by pinkishcupid

[cerealkiddie]

gn!regressor!reader x poppy playtime characters

I saw @regressionworldz make art for this (go check it out!!) and as an indie game fan myself, i thought it was so cute I had to make headcanons.

If you came to the factory regressed, the characters would definitely be less hostile, if not the feature deactivating completely after noticing setting is different. (they'd stay non-hostile knowing you're a regressor)

huggy wuggy always makes sure to hold your hand, his long lanky arms can stretch with you where ever you decide to pull him next.

huggy was quite eager to introduce you to kissy missy, her warmer but vibrant colors captivated you as she greeted your tiny self and picked you up and spun you around, delight to meet a new kid.

missy adores you and has a habit of calling you 'love/lovey/lovely' in a platonic sense! huggy likes calling you 'kiddo' or 'bug' and even 'little one'

there's a breakroom/kitchen were its stocked with snacks and drinks. how they never go spoiled is part of the magic <3

pj pug-a-pillar (my fav<3) loves skittering around with you on his back! when he's walking, you bump from side to side and he loves hearing your delighted giggles. he's v careful u don't fall off, lest he catch a glare from huggy

pj also has some song like you're bouncing on his back, something like. 'bumpity bump bump, bumpity bump bump, bumping back and forth.' with a silly tune behind it.

mommy long legs likes humming to you. you guys definitely have a little hum/whistle as like echolocation for when you get separated. (she gets distracted telling stories at you wanted the factory)

isn't mommy longlegs like a slinky? she doesn't mind the nickname! whatever you wanna call her, she'll accept

all of them care so much about your safety.

ddlg/abdl/nsfw/variants dni! add any of ur own headcanons in the comments or reblogs! post belongs to me ☆

[neonpaperlanterns]

Could I request a two parts of dog day (with legs) x reader?

For the first part it’s just fluff to heavy angst.

The second part is heavy angst to fluff.

The plot for the first one, dog day and the reader are with poppy and kissy Missy, while searching the school for supplies. Catnap ambushes them and starts chasing them. He splits up dogday and the reader and while they fight the reader gets kidnapped…

Also Catnap taught as dog day the whole time and tricks him with poppy gas making him believe everything’s okay. When in reality he lost.

Star Gazing

[Part two]

Pulling open drawers you riffled through loose papers and broken pencils. Holding in a sigh you moved onto the next cabinet. More bits and bobs that had long lost their usefulness stared you in the face. 

“How’s the scrounging going?” You did not hold back your sigh this time and let your head gently thunk on the rusted metal of the cabinet.

“That bad?” You heard DogDay muse as he wandered up behind you. In response you flail your arms around. A low laugh leaves him and you turn your head enough to glare at him. There is no heat behind it though, you don’t want to discourage him. The sound of DogDay and Poppy laughing along with the sight of Kissy’s little shoulder shakes is something you deeply treasure.

“Has your luck been better than mine?” You’re hopeful because you know that the school can’t possibly be picked clean. It had been closed off for ten years, something still had to be here. Hidden away in an attempt to preserve it. 

“It has. Come on, let me show you.” DogDay was smiling, he always was, but you knew when it reached his eyes it was genuine.

“Oh? What did you find?” An eyebrow raised as he led you towards one of the classrooms you hadn’t checked yet. 

“It’s a surprise.” That had you intrigued along with the faint giggling you heard through the closed door. Suddenly you were feeling rather giddy. What could they have possibly found that made all of them so excited? 

“Okay, close your eyes.” You did as you were told. Hearing the door creak open you felt your foot tapping in anticipation. Hands were being placed on your shoulders as you were guided through the doorway.

“Alright, you can open them.” Your eyes flung open as you took in the room. Standing in the center was a fort of sorts. Made up of various cabinets, desks, and stray blankets. You could see bits of soft yellow light shining through and the vague shadows of Kissy. 

“Follow me, I’ll show you inside.” You watched as DogDay crouched down, his shoulders hunching slightly as he crawled through a gap in the fort. Doing as you were told again you followed after him, being mindful of the rough concrete and various sharp points on the ground. 

“You’re here!” Small cool porcelain hands grabbed at your sleeve as Poppy tried to help you further into their constructed abode. You watched as she bounced on the balls of her feet. 

“What do you think?” Her big blue eyes looked up at you expectantly. Letting your gaze wander over the faded blankets, rusted desks, and torn pillows you could feel your heart starting to swell. 

“It’s wonderful.” You felt the need to speak softly as you stared at the scene in front of you. Poppy let out a small cheer as she scurried over to a stack of meticulously placed pillows. Kissy was draped over half of the fort, her limbs looped around protruding bars that were cushioned with various bits of cloth. She looked content and maybe a tad sleepy. 

“Get comfortable. There’s more.” DogDay fluffed a pillow as he beckoned you over. Warm excitement bloomed in your stomach as you shucked off the grabpack. Settling down next to him you opted to use his stomach as the resting place for your head. 

“Turn it on, turn it on.” Poppy chanted from atop her throne of cushions. You felt more than heard DogDay laugh. There was a click and the fort was plunged into darkness but then you heard a faint whirring noise. Glancing towards the center you aren’t sure how you didn’t notice the little contraption before. It was giving off a faint bluish glow and then there was a tap to your shoulder. Looking over you see that DogDay was pointing upward. Following his hand you let out a small laugh.

Above you were swirling faint stars. 

They twirled in a sporadic pattern, the light was dim, and you could hear a static filled tune slipping out of old speakers. Even as distorted as it all was you couldn’t help but feel contentment settle over you. Sinking further into DogDay you let this moment wash over you.

“What do ya think?” The giant dog asked.

“I love it.” You stated as you continued to watch the spinning stars. A large hand came to rest around your stomach. 

“Do you think we’ll ever get to see real stars?” Poppy’s small voice sounded from somewhere in the dark. Her tone was melancholic and it made something in your chest clench.

“Yes.” You stated, putting as much conviction behind your statement as possible. “When this is all over and we get out of here I’ll take us stargazing.” You swore.

“Really?” Two voices asked in unison as a mittened hand wrapped around your leg. 

  “I’ll take you wherever you want to go.” and you would. When all of you got out of here you would take them as far away and open as possible. That was a promise.

Everything fell silent as all of you stared at the projection. The arms around you tightened. A soft protest came from Poppy as you heard her get down from her pillow seat. 

And just as she was about to join in what had turned into a cuddle pile the center of the fort came crashing down. 

Dust and wood splinters rained down on you. The sound of Kissy shrieking shook the room as the scent of rotting poppies began to infect the air. Scrambling for your mask you come to the horrifying realization that the mask is attached to the grabpack. Which is not on you right now. Smacking a hand over your mouth you tried to hold your breath. Legs trapped in a tangle of blankets and broken desks you struggled. Your lungs began to burn.

“Get out of here!” DogDay shouts as he also fights against the ruined fort. 

A low rumbling laugh resonated through the room. It slithered through your ears and made your bones ache. Then something was wrapping around your arm and yanking. It tore you from DogDay and for a moment you thought it was Kissy. 

But as the faint glow of quizzical white eyes stared at you, any relief you felt vanished. Catnap brought you up to his face. So close that you could see the little scars that were littered around his eternal smile.

“I cannot see the stars, so none of you ever will.”

[sirthisisa-wendys]

Basically reader is a friend and model for Mitsuya and the other models are jealous so they bully her when he’s not looking. But then over Time the two fall in love and eventually secretly get married and kept it that way cause of publicly and imagine the surprise of all the models when they cross the line in being mean her and right before the models get in trouble he tells them to get their hands off his wife . Everyone is shook and the models are fired

This one will be short but sweet!

Go-See: Takashi Mitsuya x Fem!Reader

wc: 741

tw: smut

masterlist

"I don't think this will fit you..." A slight scowl crosses the other model's face as she holds up the garment made especially for you. "You have gained some weight since you've been away."

"Away?"

"We've noticed you haven't been modeling as frequently," another model smirks. "Finally seeing that you're not really wanted, hm?"

The comments sting, but you shrug them off, taking the garment from the first model and walking off to the dressing room. For years, you've endured the smirks, the fake smiles, the tight lips, the shows of disgust... but the only way you could bear it was knowing it was all for Mitsuya.

The dressing room door opens as you think of him and how you've been spoiled by him for the past two years. "Hey." You turn to see Mitsuya walking toward you, a shy smile crossing his features. "You look incredible."

"Thank you," you reply, lacing your arms around his neck and sighing. "I was wondering if it would still fit, but--"

"And why wouldn't it fit?" Mitsuya wonders, chuckling. "I know your body. Inside and out." The suggestion of "inside" makes you giggle like a schoolgirl, and Mitsuya makes a kissy face while leaning toward you.

"Mitsuya," you croon, and his hands go to your waist, holding you gently. "How much time until the show?"

"Thirty minutes. You don't need hair and makeup, do you?"

"Already done." Mitsuya looks over your form, nodding.

"Perfect." You're hefted onto the dressing room table before Mitsuya pushes the dress around your waist. "I've been waiting all day to taste you."

What ensues is a slow, sensual, and reverent cunnilingus session. You're sure if another model walks in on you, rumors would fly at the speed of light, but somehow, you're spared from that fate.

Mitsuya takes his time - seeing as he's the star of the show - and you orgasm just as the stage manager calls out, "Five minutes to show" on the intercom. Mitusya stands, wiping his face, and then presses a quick kiss to your lips.

"See you out there, babe."

Even though you're still riding the high from your orgasm and Mitsuya's love, the looks the models give you wither your spirits. The runway is more forgiving, and the audience gazes upon you with awe and wonder. Mitsuya has the capability to make anyone look at you with reverence, you note. Anyone except the other models, that is.

"You fumbled out there!" The shout catches your attention while the music prevents it from reaching the audience's ears. "If you had just done your job--"

"Hey," you call out, hurrying over to where the commotion is. You spot a model shouting at a stage crewperson at the top of her lungs with her hand raised in the air, poised to slap the person. Again, it seems from the red print on the young woman's face. "Hey! You can't do that to people on the crew!" You step between the frightened woman and the angered model, but you soon find that your actions might have been a mistake when the model curls her lip at you.

"And what do you have to say now, missy?"

"You might be a great model," you begin. "But you've got a shit attitude." The air in the area is sucked out as soon as the words leave your mouth. Furious, the model raises her hand to slap you too, but an alarmed exclamation prevents her from landing it right on your face.

"Enough!" Mitsuya, red from the top of his head to his neck, strides towards you purposefully, his eyes wild. "Explain this to me, and quickly."

"It's not what it looks li--" Mitsuya gives the girl a hard glance, and she lowers her eyes before stepping back.

"I'm not sure who thought it was a good idea to raise a hand to my wife," he bites out. "But this all ends today. The rest of you, see yourselves out." It takes a moment before the models begin to file out, shocked at the revelation and somewhat dismayed.

"You didn't have to do that," you murmur to Mitsuya, who shrugs and extends his hand out to you. "Who's going to finish the show?"

"There will be more, dearest. The world isn't in short supply of kind and hard-working models." You take his hand, relaxing finally. "Let's go out and end this show on a high note, yes?"

[starlightglimglam27666]

Captured and Tickled

Player regained his consciousness only to find himself strapped down in an X position. He didn't realize until now but ever since Poppy found out he was ticklish, she decided to only tell Huggy Wuggy and Kissy Missy about it, especially since Kissy Missy is the most gentle and merciful out of everyone in the factory. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice, but it didn't sound like Poppy, Huggy Wuggy or Kissy Missy.

"Well, look who finally decided to wake up," said the voice. It was Mommy Long Legs, and she was smiling at him, holding a remote.

"Um... what's going on? Why am I strapped down?" Player asked, unaware of what MLL was planning to do to him.

"Well, a little morsel told me that you need to laugh more, and I have never heard you laugh yet, so this was a little idea I had," MLL replied, her remote at the ready. She pressed the button and an arm sprung from the top of the contraption, positioned above Player.

"Wait, what are you going to do to me?" Player asked, momentarily concerned about what's happening.

"Just this," MLL said, pushing the button again and the arm slowly lowered its hand towards his tummy, wiggling its fingers all the while. Just as soon as the hand was on his tummy, it started tickling him.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! HEY! THAT TICKLES! STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT! PLEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!" Player said as he burst out laughing as his tummy was shown no mercy.

"Tickles? Awww! How cute!" MLL said, obviously taking amusement in what she discovered.

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE! I DOHOHOHOHON'T LIHIHIHIHIKE THIHIHIHIHIS!" Player pleaded through his laughter.

"Hee hee! Awww, now that's just adorable!" MLL said, obviously doting on Player as he was being mercilessly tickled.

"I'M NOHOHOHOT CUHUHUHUTE! CUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIT OHOHOHOHOUT! THIHIHIHIHIS ISN'T FUHUHUHUNNY!" Player protested through his laughter, even though he was finding it very difficult to get any words out without them being dissolved by laughter.

"Coochie coochie coo!" MLL said as she tickled Player more. She was enjoying every moment, since she was now aware of his ticklishness and how ticklish his tummy is.

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT! THAT TICKLES SOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!" Player pleaded through his laughter as he was being mercilessly tickled.

After twenty minutes of nonstop tickling, MLL drew her tickly assault to a close and let him go. Player started catching his breath.

"Promise you won't tell anyone else who doesn't already know?" Player asked, not wanting anymore else knowing about his ticklishness.

"Your secret's safe with me," said MLL sweetly, and since she's very good with promises, she has never broken any of them.

[zanzan3023694]

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Pretty please...?

[citruslullabies]

Hello! So this is my first time ever doing a request so I hope it’s good! But could you do Dogday x Reader/Angel, where Angel gets injured really badly and ends up getting impaled by metal and ends up needing to get the metal ripped out and sewn up?? Maybe dogday could comfort the reader during it?? I’m so sorry if that’s too much!! Okay that’s all really have a nice day/night!

Of course sweetie!

Trigger warnings: blood, injury, near-death experience

Romantic/platonic: unspecified

Requested by: anonymous

Category: angst + fluffy end

Ship (romantic or platonic): Dogday x injured!reader

Word count: 518

Angelic Wounds

Dogday was forever in your favor, you were his angel and his light. His dreams and his hope, he would be absolutely crushed if anything happened to you.

He was a little ways away from you, hesitant due to a gut feeling but separated so he could scrounge up whatever scarce food there was in this place for you, Poppy, Kissy Missy, and himself but he was more so looking for you three. He found a few things, he got lucky and they were in cans. One of them he was a little scared to bring back since he could tell one of the small ones got its grimy little teeth sunk into it.

The canine was storing the cans in a dingy little bag he found, leaving the busted one to thenside to just hold with his paw in case it was still any good. Couldn't be too picky when you were desperate to survive. He was peaceful until his ears practically shot off his head when he heard a scream that sounded like a bobcat, quickly looking up and looking in the direction it came from. Was it… no it couldn't be you. Right? You always handled yourself so well, it couldn't be you - but it was. He knew it and ran hot on his heels to get to you.

He found you on the floor, sobbing your eyes out with a piece of metal through your arm. You were trying to pry it off but it was heavy and deep, much to you and Dogday’s dismay. Your companion ran over to you in a hurry, panicking and holding you close. “Angel!?” He asked, looking at your arm and carefully resting his paw below the wound. “What happened!?”

“I- I don't know! It just… it just fell out of nowhere and I didn't move in time-” You said, struggling through hiccups and sobs. He nodded and understood that accidents were bound to happen, he carefully went through your backpack and got some bandages. With love and care, he tended to you just as you tended to him once before. He stitched you up, despite your cries and blood touching his fur breaking his heart he persevered and fixed you up before bandaging the stitches. He held you tightly.

While you cried from the pain, he couldn't help but cry too. He cried knowing he could have lost you if he wasn't any faster, but he also cried knowing that if he had stayed with you and listened to his gut to stay near this wouldn't have happened. He carefully rubbed you back while sitting back and having you in his lap. He never wanted to feel your blood against his paw pads, never wanted to see you cry in pain and agony while desperately trying to escape the feeling like a hopeless cat turned into road pudding.

“Shh.. shh.. Angel, it's okay. It's okay now. I'm here, and I'm not leaving you alone.” He cooed, pressing his head against yours with his big floppy ear scrunched between your faces.

A wounded angel could still fly, luckily.

Thanks for requesting!

[bigolclownman11037]

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Aggretsuko

A Date With Death

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Black Butler

Castoff

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Danganronpa(No Anime Exclusives + No Hifumi Yamada Or Haji Towa)

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Demon Slayer

Doki Doki Literature Club

Dont Hug Me Im Scared

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Fundamental Paper Education

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Hazbin Hotel + Helluva Boss

Hooky

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Magical Girl Site

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Metal Family

My Hero Academia(No Movie Exclusives)

Miraculous: Tales Of Ladybug And Cat Noir

Murder Drones

My Little Pony: Equestria Girls(Human Vers)

Omori

Ouran Highschool Host Club

Panty & Stocking With Garterbelt

Pokemon(Only Indigo League, XY/XYZ, And Sun And Moon)

Poppy Playtime(Only Huggy Wuggy, Kissy Missy, Mommy Long Legs, Catnap, Dogday)

Psycho Cuties

Puella Magi Madoka Magica + Magica Records

Puss In Boots: The Last Wish

Sally Face

Scott Pilgrim

Scratchin' Melodii

Steven Universe

Super Mario

Splatoon

Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun

Toradora

The Promised Neverland

The Coffin Of Andy And Leyley

The Book Of Life

The Amazing Digital Circus

The Kid At The Back

Undertale(AUs Included) + Deltarune

Yandere Simulator(No Mida, Muja, Or Hanako)

You And Me And Her: A Love Story

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