7.5k into yad(iym) ch6 and hoping to finish it tn... but i can't stop thinking about john bratting in tough and sweet. god. GODDD oh it's gonna be soooo fun when their relationship progresses lolll i'm gonna need to be sedated i have so many ideas
(ahahaaaa john being difficult all day in one of his stubbornly independent moods, running his mouth and getting on gale's last nerve bc he's learned exactly what buttons to press to get the ever–patient man to snap. except even in his annoyance, gale knows exactly what john's doing so when they get home he lays back and puts his arms behind his head and tells john "go ahead baby, put your money where your mouth is if you wanna run it all day." doesn't lift a finger, makes john struggle to get his clothes out of the way, pretends to be bored and unaffected while he watches john fluster himself/get himself worked up without gale even touching him, has john do all the work of prepping the both of them, john continuing to run his mouth all the while, but it's hard to take him seriously when every other word ends on a whimper. gale lets himself relax and watches john wear himself out riding him until john's thighs start to shake from the effort and the constant stream of words quiets, and john's legs give out as he sinks down with a defeated whine of gale's name. he makes john ask nicely– "i thought you don't need my help with anything, doll, what happened?", coaxes a frustrated "i do gale, i'm sorry, can y'please just help me–" and cuts john off with a rock of his hips and a "since you asked so nicely." and john goes boneless on top of gale, folding in half to slump over his chest, face pressed to gale's neck gasping out the prettiest noises and "thank you"s while gale gives him what he's been needing all day xoxo)
oh shid my finger slipped sry
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| TMDG ANNOUNCEMENT| 💙🔪💔 | AU Ground Rules |
I'm in the process of writing TMDG. I've had several people ask me if they can use my SK! Sans in fanfic or what have you... Or expand on the very limited lore I've provided:
Please... Do not.
I have all the pieces in place for SK! Sans's backstory/motivations/characterization. There's a whole background for Frisk I have yet to reveal, etc etc — Everything is plotted out.
I just haven't put it out there because it's *spoilers* for the fic that I'll be releasing in the future.
So anything TMDG / SK! Sans / Final! Frisk related will kind of have to remain closed for now.
I'm not saying that the whole of the True Crime genre is off limits, that's ridiculous, but the story of TMDG itself is under lock and key at the moment.
NOW, that being said: You're free to make all the theories you want, you're free to draw Fanart, etc buuuut I do ask to refrain from expanding on my ideas which are... airtight and secret.
Trust me. They're all there. They're just behind a padlock rn.
I hope all of that makes sense.
Love you all!!!
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And thank you so much, Dear Hearts, for getting interested in this concept. Please just bear with me.
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Hi girlie! Can you write something about baby daddy Rafe? Set in a FWB universe and reader ends up pregnant because he loves c*ming inside her? Love your works they keep me up at night in the best way 🤭🤍
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requests are open
word count: 0.9k
warnings: smut at the beginning, unprotected sex, fwb (kinda?)
a/n: hey, love❤️ i wasn't sure whether you wanted them to end up together or not, so i made something in between. i got inspired and wrote another part for this one which i may post later, but i'm open to changing/adding something if y'all have any ideas.
“Rafe… we shouldn’t do this— ah, fuck, please!��� You cried out, your back arching from the bed, seeking more attention from his lips to your sensitive nipples.
“I can’t stop. It’s gonna be okay, just one time, baby.” He grumbled, sucking in your skin. Rafe was pounding into your poor body without any mercy; he was too excited to be bare inside of you for the first time.
When you came to his place, you two quickly found out that you ran out of condoms that were usually stacked on his bedside table, but you were too far gone to stop it. You were naked, your pussy was leaking with arousal, his dick was so painfully hard and it was hard to think straight. You didn’t want to stop and Rafe managed to convince you to let him fuck you raw.
You knew how fucking stupid you were and that he might easily get you pregnant, but at that exact moment, the only thing on your mind was the feeling of his bare cock.
“I’m gonna cum, baby. I wanna cum inside of your pretty pussy. Shit—you're squeezing me so hard, you like this idea, hm?” He kept slapping his hips against yours harder and harder, causing you to moan in despair and grip his shoulders. You tried to say no, but, in all honesty, you didn’t want to. The stretch was so delicious, and the feeling of his cock filling you completely made you feel dizzy. And having him cum inside? You could have an orgasm just thinking about it.
No more than thirty seconds later, when you finally reached your height, his cock twitched inside and Rafe let out the sexiest moan you’ve ever heard. You felt liquid warmth covering your inside and moaned, squeezing and milking everything he could have you.
You were playing with fire and it was just a matter of time before everything would go wrong. No matter how stupid and reckless it was, you didn’t stop. Rafe was now obsessed with the feeling of being inside of you without a barrier; he could not help himself when he had you spread out in front of him, ready to be filled.
It was the best feeling that both of you experienced, but for some reason, you didn’t even try to find another form of contraception. You should have known better. You should have insisted on protection, but there was something intoxicating about the way he took you—the way he groaned your name as he filled you up. It was reckless, dangerous, and oh-so-addictive.
So it was not that big of a surprise when, just two months later, you saw two lines on the test.
You weren’t dating, even if it has always felt like much more than just sex, so you never expected Rafe to be happy about the possibility of having a baby. You thought he would end everything immediately and simply run away. Yet he was the complete opposite.
During your pregnancy, Rafe never left your side and made sure to attend every medical appointment, buy every single vitamin and satisfy all of your cravings.
You wanted to eat some weird shit from the store at 2am? He brought it to you in less than twenty minutes. Your body was aching and you didn’t want to do anything? He organised a spa day for you. You had terrible mood swings and cried every ten minutes? He was patient and he did everything he could to make you feel better.
You quickly fell into that kind of domestic routine. It was comfortable, and it felt right to have him beside you all the time. While your baby was growing inside of you, you both realised more with every passing day that the feelings that you two had were serious. Because you were on each other’s mind’s 24/7, you stayed in yours or his place all the time, and you couldn’t just keep your hands away.
When Rafe first felt your baby kick, he was over the moon and he had the biggest smile on his face. He repeatedly kissed your belly before falling asleep with his head on your thighs and his hand on your bump.
As soon as your little girl arrived in the world, Rafe completely fell into daddy mode. He was fussing over her, insisting on spending as much time with her as possible. He never complained when he had to change her diapers or wake up in the middle of the night because of her cries.
He is such a girl dad, and the moment she looked at him with her blue eyes, he was wrapped around her tiny finger.
Rafe loves being a dad; he loves taking care of his girls, even if you are still not officially his. He makes sure to do everything to make you feel comfortable and give you enough rest.
He may not be perfect in it, but he’s trying his best and he hasn’t regretted ever getting into this with you.
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