#yellowjackets x male reader

[fortheb0ys]

I LOVE OLD MEN IN BRACES🙏 JEFF WOULD LOOK SO PRETTY IN THEM! Not my best work but I'll fix it later:)

FEM ALIGNED + MINORS DNI

Jeff sat on his knees, a pout on his face and an avoidance of eye contact. He mindlessly played with his fingers. Even though he looking everywhere but you, he could feel your heavy gaze weigh on him.

You stood tall and dominant over him. He felt small compared to you. Maybe that's what turned Jeff on so much. Just sitting there under your lustful eyes, his dick painfully hard in the confines of his jeans. The toes of your shoes pressing slightly down on his bulge. Jeff felt like he could cum at any second.

"Aw bady, don't be so shy. Give me a smile. Let's see how pretty you are with your new addition." You press down harder on his cock. Jeff chokes out a small moan, holding with every ounce of will power not in cum in his jeans. He was feeling all new sorts of things that he definitely didn't never felt before.

Jeff looked up, tears welling up in his eyes and gave you the best toothy grin he could muster. His shiny new braces on display. He looked absolutely adorable.

"Please."

He was imaging what he look like in the state he was in. A pitiful man sitting kneeling at the feet of another, begging for any touch. If it was anyone but you, he would have ran and hide in the farthest corner of the earth.

"Please what, doll?" You give Jeff a smile matching his own. A slight mocking in your tone.

Jeff snaps his eyes shut, feeling your eyes burn deep at him. He's trying with every fiber of his being to not moan out his pleas.

"I-I want you in my mouth...please." Jeff moaned out his final word.

"There ya go, good boy."

Jeff felt his mouth water as you undo your pants. You weren't going to tease farther, he asked politely.

A sign leaves your mouth as relief washes over as you pull out your cock. By the looks of it, you were enjoying Jeff's pitiful sight. This wasn't a new thing for the two of you. Jeff's favorite thing was to be knelt in front of you, taking completely your cock. It's heavy weight on your tongue. His mouth watering at the thought of having that happen so soon.

Now adding to the thrill was Jeff's new braces. My smile slightly innocent.

You guide your cock to his closed lips, giving them a couple taps before lifting his top lip slightly. He looked like a growling dog as someone withheld a treat.

"Open up, doll."

Jeff hesitates no farther, mouth open before you could finish your request. You follow just as quickly to guide your swollen member into his mouth. He leaves a few licks against the tip before taking you as much as him could.

A muffled moan leaves Jeff's mouth. The vibrations send shivers down your spine. Jeff suddenly jumps as your foot begins to rub against the tent in his pants.

Jeff hallows out his cheeks and being sucking more frantically. Licking long strips on the underside of your cock. The veins tracing on his tongue.

Grunts slip your mouth. Your toes dig deeper into his pants. Jeff pushes forward to the grinding pleasure. A wet spot begins to soak through the front of his pants.

Jeff tugs at your pants to get your attention. You lock eyes and understand the plea behind. He wants you to go faster. To go harder. You know he can take everything like a champ.

You begin to thrust into his mouth at a bruising pace. Jeff chokes on the intrusion, spit begins to slip past the corner of his lips. Jeff enhales a deep breath through his nose and relaxes his throat to take you farther.

"Doing so good, doll. I don't think I can last much longer." Jeff can taste your precum as you give him the warning.

Your hand finds it's way to his top lip, lifting it up to run your fingers against his braces. It'd be such a shame for the removal. You'd have to take a picture as material for masturbating. It was the perfect sight.

Jeff is determined to stay focused at the task at hand, brow frowned. His knees started to ache and will definitely continue to the following day. His voice will surely be hoarse, He'd have to get someone else on sales duty. Or maybe he'd just call in and have you fuck him till the early hours of the morning.

Jeff seemed drift farther into his daze, mindlessly taking everything you gave him. Sex always made him feel fuzzy. The aches were worth it.

A gentle slap on his cheek brought him back to reality.

"Wanna cum with me, Angel?"

Jeff gave the best nod he could with your cock still down his throat. You thrust hard and fast, not letting up to let him breathe properly. Jeff groaned, lungs crying for air. His eyes rolling to the back of his head. You give a few more hard grinds against his cock and cums, his pants now completely dirty.

You'll pull out just enough till so just the tip rests at the front of his teeth. A few more tags, you cum. White painting his teeth but most of had fallen down his chin to drip down the neck of his collar.

Loud panting filled the silence space. Jeff looks like he's about to pass out.

"Such a good boy." You praise him once you've caught your breath.

With the last bit of his energy he could muster, Jeff gives you another smile. His shiny braces now covered in a sticky white. He'd have to get used to washing your seed out of his braces cause he knew this wasn't going to be the last time that he'd find them dirty in the same manner.

[mordredisacoolname]

MASTERLIST & RULES

REQUESTS OPEN

-not writing for characters under 16 (unless platonic)

-no sexual content for characters under 18

-no p3dophilia, incest, non con/dub con and other similar stuff!!

-only writing headcanons/preferences (no one shots and such)

-not writing for fem readers (only male/gn/nb)

-if you requested specify gender and AGAB (male or female bodied) if it's important (like n/sfw content)

MASTERLIST

One piece

Daredevil

Grishaverse/shadow And Bone

DC

Bridgerton

Fear street

stranger things

Saw

The walking dead

Alice in borderland

House of the dragon

The boys

heartbreak high

Interview with the vampire (series)

Yellowjackets

House md

Ghosts (uk)

Being human (both uk and us)

The fall of the house of usher

[peach-and-bugs]

💚Bean Sprout - Lottie Matthews x fem!Reader💚

ch 1 - chapter 2 - ch 3

Fanfiction master list

disclaimer: don't repost my work. I only post on Tumblr and on Ao3. anything else is stolen and should be removed immediately

Summary: You've been happily married to Charlotte Matthews for some odd years now, but it feels like it's time to take a step in a new direction together... aka mama!Lottie

Warnings: suggestive conversation & implication, insecurity

Word Count: 1,346

A/N: Hello Loves, we're back with more Mama!Lottie! I kept this one on the shorter side compared to most chapters I write, but this one kinda ended pretty naturally and I didn't feel like forcing more into it. As always, feel free to leave questions or comments in my comments or ask box, and happy reading! 💚

Lottie Matthews Tag List: (open) @elliesjoints

Yellowjackets Tag List: @frasersgf @minimickzy

"Bean Sprout" Tag List: @mistysswampmud @emilynissangtr

General Tag List: @summergeezburr

-💚-

Of course, a much longer conversation was had, and after a few weeks of intense organization, you both moved on to talking with doctors about your options. You agreed together that you’d carry, seeing as you were younger. You’d argued that 34 wasn’t all that much younger compared to 38, but Lottie had only laughed, shaking her head. It had been some time now, and you'd had begun taking a wide variety of supplements as you started tracking your cycle to get the IVF going. 

On this evening, you were lying flat on your back on the couch, flipping through a binder of potential male donors that the clinic had given you to look through held over your head. Lottie moved into the living room from the kitchen, carrying two mugs of tea with her. She set one down on the coffee table in front of you before she tapped at your feet, silently asking you to scoot. You lifted your feet but didn’t look up from the binder. 

“This is so weird,” You grumbled. Lottie sat at the other end of the couch with her feet up on the coffee table as she moved your feet across her lap. 

“What’s weird, love,” she hummed, taking a sip of her still-steaming tea. She’d been brewing raspberry tea all week partly because of its boost for fertility but also just because she loved the flavor with honey. You sighed, turning through to another page of the binder, your eyes scanning over strange men’s faces and credentials for why you should pick them.

“Flipping through this book just to choose who we’ll use to make our baby,” you scrunched your nose at the wording with a scowl that made Lottie chuckle into her cup. “I wish you could just get me pregnant,” You mused under your breath as you flicked through the binder again, only to look away once more when you heard Lottie hum.

“I’d be lying if I didn’t think about that,” you perked up at the admission, dropping the binder to your stomach as you looked up at her with an arched brow. 

“Oh, have you now?” you mused with a wicked grin. Lottie realized her mistake and refused to look up from her cup, now taking another long sip in an attempt to shield her eyes. The binder was forgotten and slipped onto the coffee table as you moved from you’re lying position. You readjusted, sitting up on your knees beside your wife, the proximity being enough for her to feel your breath fanning over the skin of her neck. Still, she didn't look up, her eyes trained on the cup in her hands as she stirred it with the tiny metal spoon she’d brought with her. 

“Charlotte,” you murmured her full first name in that sing-song tone you so often use. She both loved and hated when you'd do that because, on the one hand, she adored the sound of her voice leaving your lips, but on the other, she knew what game you were playing. You grinned and took the cup out of her hands, moving to the coffee table beside your own because it had become quite offensive the amount of attention it was getting as opposed to you. You could hear Lottie swallow as you moved to straddle your thighs over her lap, arms looping ever naturally around her neck as you tilted your head with an innocent look. 

“Tell me about it,” you mused, batting your eyelashes as she looked up at you as though she’d been caught in your headlights. You ran your fingertips over her forehead, brushing away loose hair that obstructed your view of her, your ever-beautiful wife who’d grown shy at her admission. You knew Lottie had a lot of thoughts when it came to this pregnancy, not all of them being the most innocent.

She rarely ever talked about it, but it had come up long before. Before you were married, even when she had been very drunk one night, her loose lips had let it slip that the thought of her partner carrying a baby, well, specifically your baby, together, was quite exciting, but not only because of the anticipation. She’d felt horrible the next morning, having realized what she’d said, which led you both down a long rabbit hole of conversation to normalize and help her feel better, that thinking that way about your partner was completely normal, and you found the idea quite flattering. 

You knew that given the current conversation buzzing around the house, some of those thoughts and feelings could potentially be found fronting in her mind, though she hadn’t said anything about it till now. And though you now questioned her in a way that made it clear you also found her thought arousing, she held her tongue, keeping her fantasy to herself, much to your disappointment, but you weren't going to push. 

“Well, if you aren't going to tell me, at least help me pick a baby daddy, won’t you?” that phrasing caught her attention now, and you felt her arms snake around your hips, tugging you into her ever so slightly as her eyes found yours with a scrunch in her brow. 

“We aren’t calling him that,” there was a hushed harshness to her insistence that you relished in, biting your lip as you laughed. Without another word, you leaned in and kissed her lips but retreated before any heat could be added. “What was that,” Lottie asked, finally smiling with a curious crook in her brow.

“I like it when you get jealous,” you murmured, pecking at her cheek as you leaned away to reach for the binder again. 

“I wasn’t jealous-” she began to argue as you readjusted yourself over her lap, now letting your legs stretch over the couch as you’re back rested against the arm of the couch. Lottie’s right arm curled around your side while her other hand found its place comfortably over your thigh as you presented her with the binder. 

“Anyways, how do we even choose a doner when we haven't picked an egg yet,” Lottie asked, changing the subject. You pressed your lips in a frown. Neither of you had considered that portion yet. 

“I mean, it doesn’t matter to me. The doctor said we could use either of our eggs,” you recalled. You looked up at your wife to notice a fleeting unsureness in her gaze. “Does that worry you?” you blinked up at her. She faltered as she began to speak, her hand aimlessly starting to rub at your back as she considered her words. 

“I do worry about using my eggs, yes,” she eventually managed. You wanted to urge her to elaborate till it dawned on you. 

“Lot, are you worried about passing your mental illness to the baby?” She didn’t have to answer to verify your suspicion. “Well, we can always use my eggs and find someone similar to you as our donor. That way, it feels more like an even mix, you know?” you brushed your thumb over the apple of her cheek. “Plus, that’ll shrink our pool of candidates and make picking a donor easier,” She seemed relieved by how seamlessly you could solve her worries, though she still had concerns. 

“But I worry it’ll feel more like you’re having a baby,” she murmured, her eyes fleeting from yours once more. You turned her chin with your hand, giving her a scowled look. 

“Lottie. Regardless of who’s carrying or who’s dna is being used, this is our baby. Yours and mine because we’re the ones going through this pregnancy together, and we’ll be the ones raising this child when it’s done, ok?” She sighed, and you could feel her relax under your touch, taking your hand in hers to kiss your fingertips, silently giving you her thanks for understanding. You smiled, letting go of a satisfied breath through your nose before turning back to the binder. 

“Now help me pick a sperm donor so we can get this show on the road,”

[nessamist]

╰┈➤ NESSAMIST RULES & REGULATIONS

REQUESTS CURRENTLY: OPEN

: ̗̀➛ be sure to be specific in your requests so i know exactly what to do!!

what i will write: headcanons, x readers, non binary readers, fluff, smut, dark content(ex yandere), polyamorous relationships

what i won’t write: incest/stepcest, pedophilia, large age gaps, daddy/mommy kinks, age play, intense bdsm, heavy angst, male reader, rape/noncon

FANDOMS/CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR:

yellowjackets - (only precrash for teens)

- vanessa palmer (adult)

- misty quigley (adult & teen)

- lottie matthews (adult)

- natalie scatorccio (adult & teen)

- shauna shipman (adult & teen)

- taissa turner (adult)

overwatch -

- elizabeth caledonia ashe

- angela ziegler (mercy)

- moira o’deorain

- amelie lacroix (widowmaker)

resident evil village -

- donna beneviento

- alcina dimitrescu

- daniela dimitrescu

wednesday -

- wednesday addams

- enid sinclair

- larissa weems

- marilyn thornhill (not laurel gates au)

cruella -

- cruella de vil

- estella miller

- anita darling

chucky -

- tiffany valentine

- glenda ray

- glen ray

- nica pierce

misc. characters

- eda clawthorne

- harley quinn

- barbara handler

(MAY ADD MORE LATER)

[24hlevi]

25 𝒟𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒪𝒻 𝒲𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇

hello and welcome to my 25 days of winter event! this event will be filled of all holiday/christmas prompts for all my fandoms that have open requests! those include ;

Attack On Titan

Alice In Borderland

Blue Lock

Chainsaw Man

Jujutsu Kaisen

Tokyo Revengers

Demon Slayer

Bungou Stray Dogs

Bleach

Spy X Family

Vanitas No Carte

Tian Guan Ci Fu

Resident Evil

Jigokuraku

One Piece

Sakamoto Days

Gen V

here are the prompts! you may use only one prompt per request, and it will be crossed off once completed. there may only be two of the same prompt used for a different character and fandom

1 - decorating a christmas tree

jordan li (gen v) x gn!reader

2 - caught under mistletoe

3 - driving around the city to see christmas lights

4 - going christmas shopping

5 - ice skating together

roland (vnc) x fem!reader

6 - baking christmas cookies

7 - first christmas together

8 - going to a christmas party

9 - fake dating for christmas family reunion

lottie matthews (yellowjackets) x gn!reader

10 - dancing to christmas music

11 - picking out a christmas tree

12 - matching christmas sweaters

13 - snowed in

14 - walk at night

15 - meeting the family during christmas

shishiba (sakamoto days) x fem!reader

16 - cuddling by the fireplace

17 - building a snowman

18 - snowball fight

19 - proposal on christmas

20 - confession on christmas

nico robin (one piece) x male!reader

21 - opening presents

22 - first snow

23 - new year's kiss

24 - winter festival

25 - watching the ball drop

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

Hey! Welcome!

My name is Rae, and this is my writing blog <3

Currently I'm only writing for Yellowjackets, as that's my interest right now but if that changes I'll update this.

Pronouns are they/she, and I identify as a lesbian.

Rules/Limitations/Other Info

I'm only going to write for the teen timeline, so bear that in mind if you want to request something.

I'll write either in a bulleted headcanon list, or in the form of a oneshot, but most things won't be more than one part. And if you prefer a certain format be sure to specify, if you don't specify I'll do whatever appeals to me at the time.

I'll write both reader insert AND for ships of real characters. The people/ships I'll write for are as follows:

Natalie x reader

Lottie x reader

Shauna x reader

Van x reader

Tai x reader

Jackie x reader

TaiVan

Lottienat

Jackieshauna

If requested I may do other characters, but I strictly write sapphic relationships, and I'm not super into writing polyamory. Basically, I won't write a male reader or for male characters.

Any reader insert I do will probably have mentions of being curvy, as I don't see enough of that in fics. I'll also write most readers as lesbians, but if that isn't for you just lmk in the request and I'll do my best to change that.

I'll also mostly write readers as using she/her, but they/them is also chill. Again lmk in the request.

There will definitely be canon divergence in plot, but I'll do my best to write true-to-character.

This is not first come first serve, I operate on a "do I want to write this" mindset. However, if there are two requests I like, I'll do whichever came in first, well, first.

Most everything I write will be sfw.

Feel free to ask me any questions, and I'll answer them!

[devskindawritingblog]

my intro post :)

This is my side blog for “writing”. I’m definitely not a writer and this is mostly for fun. I used to write little stories when I was younger.

My name is Dev, he/they.

this is mostly gonna be Yellowjackets

My writing rules

I’m only gonna write for female characters or nonbinary characters and x reader. I will also write for female reader and gender neutral reader. I don’t actually use like girl, women or she/her pronouns in my writing unless someone specifies it in a request. I try to keep reader as ambiguous as possible so anyone can imagine themselves as reader…. Expect men I guess.

I’m a lesbain so I won’t write male reader or any male characters. Trans masc nonbinary and gnc readers or characters are fine though.

Right now I am only writing fluff. I don’t do smut and angst makes me really upset I can’t read it.

Right now my requests are Closed but you can request for any of the Yellowjackets that I have written before older or younger when I open them up back again.

My Materialist

[coalswriting]

introduction + links

hey!! i'm coal. like the rock. yeah.

you can find my masterlist for all my yellowjackets fics >> here! <<

requests, as of now are open, but i operate on a motivation-based system. therefore, i will do your request based on if i want to do it, not based on the order that i get it. this is because i suffer from severe motivation dips alongside having a job that keeps me quite busy.

>> rules for requests! <<

please state what character you want in the request! also state whether they are their teen version (will probs age up to 18 depending on the req.) or their adult version!

give me a prompt! unfortunately, my imagination only goes so far on it's own so a prompt would be helpful. furthermore, i might go with a bullet-point style if i'm struggling to write, but i'll try not to.

That's it!

>> limitations <<

i will not write -> male readers, anything severely triggering (your request will be ignored), and i don't think i feel comfortable writing smut right now; not with adult characters and most definitely not with the teenage depictions of the characters.

I'm not too sure how I am with poly relationships (i've seen that lottienat x reader is popular), i would give it a go but don't expect it to be amazing.

other than that, feel free to send in requests through my ask / request link on my blog.

>> who the fuck is coal? <<

so, as aforementioned, i'm coal! :))

my pronouns are she/they and i identify as a lesbian!

i have an interest in social science, psychology, and criminology!

my favourite games are probably pokemon games and minecraft, and my favourite colour is probably sage green or orange!

i am the world's biggest phoebe bridgers (she may come up as an inspo in my fics a lot), but i also really enjoy florence and the machine, mitski, bring me the horizon, linkin park, and etc!

thats all thank you <3 i also left a drawing of my persona (pretty accurate to irl me, ngl) so that yall know what i look like!! :DD can't wait to write for you all! <3 <3

[girltwinklater]

request guidelines ❗️

characters:

pretty much anyone that i post about, i’ll write.

when i write x reader, it will be transmasc!reader unless it’s specified in the request.

there are some characters i hc as trans and will only write that hc for that character (ex. transfem!sam carpenter)

fandoms:

yellowjackets, american horror story, scream, saw, chucky, the morning show, rizzoli & isles, big little lies, law & order svu

and a few more mentioned throughout my blogs

will write:

trans!character, age gap, character x character, character x reader, fluff, angst, dark themes

pretty much anything except what’s listed below

will NOT write:

incest, noncon, dubcon, cnc, underaged characters, male character x reader, age and race play, torture/weapon kinks, real people, scat, pregnancy, spanking and heavy bdsm

[slackedjaws]

rules + do not interact criteria!

✮ basic information. ✮

i am a minor, out of respect for 18+ blogs i will not be interacting with them, but anyone can interact with my blog. i'm incredibly open to who follows, reads my work, ect. just please don't be a creep!

i will be writing smut, so again if me being a minor makes you uncomfortable, just don't interact.

my blog is my blog, i will be reblogging, posting / writing about my interest.

none of my x reader fics will have any physical or specified description (ie: skin color, blushing, body types, hair types), i want everyone to feel welcomed and be able to envision themselves or who ever they imagine when reading the fics in my fics. however, if there are physical descriptions it will always be marked as an oc!

last, just be a kind and cautious person!

✮ request rules. ✮

1. my request are closed as of right now. but, whenever they are open it doesn't mean that i will write every request i receive.

- when requesting, please make as specific you can included pronouns for the reader , what character(s) you would like me to write for, concept and your overall thought for the fic ( details! details! details!).

2. thirst and filth is absolutely welcome! anyone who sends a message will more than likely get responded to ( unless it's something negative, it will get deleted). i want anyone who sends anything through my mailbox to feel comfortable and safe!

3. i do write nsfw (smut), but please bare with me when i say it makes me a little uncomfortable for me to write and sometimes even read. i will try my headrest tho!

4. if you request something and i write it please reblog! i took the time to write this for you and would love to hear your feedback on it. like getting feedback saying that i did good one something makes me so happy, and if you can't do that then just don't request please!

5. what i will write for :

concepts. blurbs. headcanons. & oneshots.

- fluff, angst, smut ( when i'm comfortable with it ), hurt/comfort, female reader, gender neutral reader, male reader (will try my absolute best ), plus size/curvy reader, poly, platonic.

fandoms. stranger things, tlou, marvel, x men, twd, criminal minds, shameless, tvd, twilight, thg, star wars, new girl, yellowjackets, 9-1-1, spider-verse ( itsv & atsv ).

6. what i won't write for: sexual assault, abuse, rape, incest ( includes step brother - step sister relationships), non-con, age play, scat, piss shit, pedophilia, yandere.

7. lastly, be patient. i can't just pump out fic after fic, i have a life and school is fucking stressful!

✮ do not interact. ✮

• racist/supremacist

• homophobic

• transphobic

• misogynistic

• xenophobic

• pro-lifers

• terfs

[fortheb0ys]

Sorry for the screenshots, I posted it without finishing what I was saying :)

THANK YOU, POOKIE🙏 YOU GUYS FEEDBACK ALWAYS MAKES ME THE HAPPIEST😭 I JUST LOVE HOW YOU EXPLAIN MY WRITING :)

I think older men with braces is so underrated. I think people tend to think braces is something we get when we're young but people don't realize how often older people get them. Hell, I've seen a burly mid 40 construction guy have them. AHHH HE LOOKED SO PRETTY😢

I have such a huge oral fixation that I just love love love them I can't even explain :3

AAAAHHHHH PUPPY PLAY JEFF🙏🙏 THANK YOU FOR FEEDING ME AN IDEA!!

Tiny lil drabble below :3

I'm just I'm imaging dog sitting for Shauna while she's at "book club".

Jeff's a but weary of you at first cause he's a loyal doggie to Shauna.

Of course, you'd be friendly and tried to win him over. You'd bring treats, toys, and take him for walks down trails Shauna said he liked. He'd just take the treat to his puppy crate and munch on it quietly or play with his new toy alone in the backyard as you sat on his porch, watching hoping he'd want to play fetch. You'd always treat him kindly, calling him a 'good boy' whenever he'd do the smallest things.

But nothing worked. Most days he'd sit and whine at the door, waiting for Shauna to return home. You'd never try to push him, knowing he was only really ever comfortable around Shauna.

You'd push you luck and try to give him pats but he'd shy away from you touch and give you warning nips at your hand. Jeff had a biting problem that Shauna was training him on and knew it would get him in trouble if he bit you hard.

Unfortunately was going to be a situation that he'd find himself in.

Jeff had a plush bunny named Bunbun that Shauna had gifted him for one of his birthdays. It had became his most precious item. He'd never leave it out of his sight, taking it everywhere he went.

It'd seen better days and was a bit raggedy. Though in Jeff's eyes that what made it special. All his happy memories told their story in each hole and stain.

One day while Jeff laid down for a nap, you thought it a kind gesture to surprise him with his Bunbun all fresh and fixed up. You sneakily take his plush without waking him and patch and wash it up.

You wake him up for dinner and show his plush fixed up Bunbun. To your surprise, Jeff does not take it well. You ruined him. All those special memories washed away. It wasn't the Bunbun Jeff knew nor liked.

Jeff was seeing red. With teeth beared and a growl sounding deep from his chest, he lunged at his biting deep into your hand. You quickly throw him off, now just as angry as him. Blood oozes from your hand as you cradle it to your chest.

You yelled at him calling him a 'bad dog', taking him by the collar to drag him to his crate and locking him inside till Shauna came home.

Now alone to reflect on his actions, Jeff felt the guilt weight on him. You were just trying to be kind. Tears welled in his eyes as he whined out.

It felt like an eternity before Shauna had come home.

Jeff could hear you explain what happened and her apologizing profusely than the door closing as you leave. When she comes in the room, a look of disappointment paints her face.

"Jeff, what the fuck? Why would you do that? He's just trying to be fucking nice and you bite him! You're such a bad dog."

Before Jeff could argue his case, Shauna stormed out turning off the lights leaving Jeff locked in his crate alone in the dark.

All night Jeff cries. Why was it just earlier he was a good boy but now he's just a bad dog? He just was upset about his bunny and he's working on his biting problem.

He fails into a restless sleep, only to be awaken by the front door slamming shut. The early morning sun is telling him that Shauna has left without giving him a goodbye kiss. She must still be mad at him.

Before he could sulk farther, Jeff hears footsteps. He perks up thinking Shauna hadn't left but he sees you walk into the living room. Jeff grins, happy to you back. You must have forgiven him but the empty look behind your eyes tells Jeff something different.

You walk over to his crate, unlocking it. Without saying a word you sit on the couch, turning on the television to fill the silent room.

Jeff shyly walks over to sit next to you. He takes his place, a gap taking up the space in between you.

"H-hello, Y/N." Jeff nervously tries to apologize but he's not sure how.

"Jeff, I'm only here cause Shauna paid me in advance. I'll be gone at the end of the week." You said coldly before Jeff could even apologize.

Jeff countenance falls. You used no nicknames. No sweet tones. You hate him. Shauna hates him. He really was a bad boy. Tears once again fill his eyes and this time he couldn't quietly cry. He sobbed out apologize, pleading that he was a good boy.

His begging broke you. It was clear Jeff was genuinely remorseful.

"Jeff? Puppy? It's okay. I forgive you." You comfort him while pulling him in, holding him close to your chest.

Once he calmed down, Jeff apologized properly, explaining his motives and with his explanation you agree to start over again.

Jeff was still a bit weary mostly but soon you found yourself caring for him most of the week. Shauna spent more and more time at her book club.

Of course Jeff didn't take it well. Spent his time whining for her return. You kept him preoccupied with toys, walks and playtime. His separate anxiety was a bitch but you seemed to fill her place just a bit.

Unlike the first, your kindness didn't go unappreciated. Jeff and you grew closer. He was much more hyper, was attached at your hip and wanted psychical and emotional affect. Even when Shauna came home, Jeff was upset to see you leave.

Shortly after you found things had became more sexual. You were bathing Jeff after he gotten himself dirty while playing in the mud.

Jeff was enjoying his bubble bath, you both giggling and splashing each other one minute than the next Jeff finds himself pulling you into a bruising kiss.

You pushed him off, asking what Shauna would think. Jeff admits to you that there's no book club, that Shauna's cheating, that's he's just a mutt to her.

God, you knew you shouldn't have went farther but everything felt so right with him. If he wasn't Shauna's puppy than he'd be yours.

From that moment on, you and him began your relationship.

He'd greet you at the door, completely naked with only his ears on and a tail plug snug in his asshole.

His tail plug wagging as he bounces up and down excited to see you. You'd be fucking him on the couch within a minute. His beg panting filled the room.

You'd have sex so often that Jeff rarely ever wore clothes while around you. The moment Shauna left so did his clothes. He'd dress when you left but the fabric on his skin felt so foreign.

His energy sure came in handy as well. Different positions, different places in the house, he could fuck for hours. His sexual urges were unsatisfied. At times you'd arrive to watch him and he'd be in his puppy crate masturbating. The mess in his crate signaling he'd had already came a few times already.

He'd look at you with big puppy eyes, begging to have your cock in his mouth while he pushes his plug in and out of his hole.

By the time you put your cock in him, he's cum more times than he could count. The blonde fur on his tail now a dark brown, completely soaking wet. His cock's sensitive that he whimpers as you stroke him.

He loves belly rubs especially after sex. His tummy slightly bulging from how times you've cummed in him. His belly looked like it was a full litter of your pups.

He was always a loud pup. From barking at anything and everything or crying for attention. During sex he was no different. He'd whine and whimper. You bought him a bone gag to keep the noise down.

Remember his biting problem he'd be working on?

At times you'd leave the house covered in bite marks. When Jeff was completely lost in the pleasure, he'd bite unknowingly. When he'd realized what he had done, he'd lick your wounds clean.

Jeff would wear a plug constantly. He loved the feeling of being full. Whether it was the plump head of your cock, plug or toy, he craved the feeling.

Praise was always a big thing to Jeff. He needed to be reassured that he was a good boy due to the rocky start of your relationship. Whenever he felt like he had be bad, he'd cry and beg for you not to throw him away. You'd pull him into a tight hug and cradle him till he calmed down. Once he did, he was back to his hyper and horny self.

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Rules + Masterlist

Writing one shots and preferences/scenarios/headcanons

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Rules

-only for male or nb readers

-not writing for lesbian characters unless platonic

-not writing any type of 18+ content for minor characters

-this blog will continue 18+ content so reas at your own risk

-no oc's

-no dub/non con

-no child x adult unless platonic

-i will not be writing for certain characters so beware

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ALICE IN BORDERLAND

CRIMINAL MINDS

DAREDEVIL

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

HEARTBREAK HIGH

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OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH

REBELDE

SUPERNATURAL

SHADOW AND BONE

SHADOWHUNTERS

SHAMELESS

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THE WALKING DEAD (SHOW)

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YELLOWJACKETS

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2,500 ℱ𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 ℰ𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉

hello and welcome to my 2,500 followers event! thank you all so much for enjoying my writing, i really cherish and appreciate it! 🫶

for this event, i will be accepting requests for all my fandoms that I'm currently writing for! this includes ;

— attack on titan

— alice in borderland

— blue lock

— bleach

— bungou stray dogs

— chainsaw man

— demon slayer

— jujutsu kaisen

— tokyo revengers

— spy x family

— vanitas no carte

— tian guan ci fu

— jigokuraku

— one piece

— sakamoto days

— sweet home

— resident evil

— gen v

— yellowjackets

for this event, i will be accepting fluff, angst, and smut requests from these prompt lists

angst prompt lists

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2

fluff prompt lists

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2

smut prompt lists

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2

for this event, i will be accepting one prompt per character (ex. fluff prompt 4 from list 2 with gojo satoru). you may also add a bit more details on a plot if you'd like as well in your request

reminder : i do not write for character x character ships on this blog, however if you request it i might post it on my ao3 account, but it will not be posted here | i accept all types of readers (gn, male, female, transfem, transmasc, nonbinary, etc.) so please put that in your request, otherwise i will label it as gn by default

thank you guys again for 2.5k!

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Could I get a Wanda Maximoff x Male!Reader request where the Male!Reader is the younger teenage brother of Scott Lang/Ant-Man who gets caught up in the events of Civil War alongside his brother. Donning a reengineered Yellowjacket suit, the Male!Reader helps Team Cap fight Team Iron Man whilst developing feelings for Wanda who develops feelings for him as well. Thanks!

WandaMaximoff X Reader – Love in War

A/N – With much snot and othergross stuff, ‘tis finished. Also, it’s not set to a specific gender.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

You tinkered with the Yellow Jacket suit, rewiring the broken mechanisms with a soldering iron in one of Hank Pym’s many mansion rooms, disbelieving how lucky you were to be asked to work on it. In fairness, Hank could have hired a million better people to work on the suit but thanks to your brother Scott, who Hank had chosen as the new Ant Man, you got first dibs on the second suit.

“C'MON WE GOTTA GO NOW, GRAB THE SUIT and GO, GO, GO!” Scott screamed excitedly, running into the room and making you drop the soldering iron, scorching the floor beneath it.

“Crap!” You startled, turning off the iron and getting up to face your brother. “What the hell Scott?!”

“Grab your suit and let’s go, we’ve got a fight to win,” Scott breathed, clearly still excited.

“What? I can’t fight yet, are you crazy? I’ve barely had any training and the suit’s only half functional right now and-”

“Shut up and listen. Captain America just recruited us to fight for him. Freaking Captain America! So get your ass up and let’s go.”

You paled, “C-c-captain America? For real? This isn’t some twisted prank, right? This really happened?”

“Would I lie to you?”

You crossed your arms and stared at him; yes, yes he would.

Scott threw up his arms, “Alright, yeah but not about this!”

You paused momentarily, he had a point, the few things he never lied or joked about were your niece, his time in prison, and anything that would put you in actual danger; this fell into the latter category. That meant that Captain America had really recruited the two of you to fight for him.

“Holy Shit,” You gasped, “This is huge. Who the hell are we fighting?”

Scott’s face dropped the way it always did when bad news was coming.

“Oh you know, uh just Iron Man and a few other Avengers.”

“ARE YOU INSANE?! WE CAN’T FIGHT AVENGERS SCOTT.”

“WE CAN IF ANOTHER AVENGER ASKED US TO, IT BALANCES OUT.”

“NO! NO WAY, I’M NOT DOING THIS, NOT EVEN FOR CAPTAIN AMERICA.”

You moved to leave the room, Scott jumped in front of you with pleading eyes, “Then how about doing it for your big brother?”

You growled, either way he was going and although Scott could handle himself, you’d rather be there to babysit him. “Damn it Scott, God love you man because-”

“-no one else will,” he beamed, finishing the saying.

You grabbed the Yellow Jacket suit, shoving it into a duffel bag and looking to your brother, with a grin.

“What?” Scott eyed you up cautiously.

“Race you!” You darted out the room, closely followed by Scott who was shouting after you about how it wasn’t a real race if you didn’t start simultaneously.

You lined up in a team of Captain America, Hawkeye, Falcon, The Winter Soldier, Scarlet Witch, Ant Man, and now you, the new and improved Yellow Jacket. You knew the other team members from briefings with Hank and from your brother’s stories; especially one of Falcon, who didn’t look too pleased to see the two of you.

On the other side of the field stood Iron Man, War Machine, Black Widow, Vision, and Black Panther; a lot of whom you’d learned about from Captain America on the way over. To say you were overwhelmed was an understatement. You’d been prepared to fight criminals and bank robbers; nothing could have prepared you to combat the Avengers. Scarlett Witch or Wanda Maximoff as she’d already introduced herself sensed your reservations; she didn’t have to use her powers to do so, it was etched onto your face.

“If you’re not prepared to fight, you should leave,” she advised pityingly.

“How can you be prepared for something like this?” You asked. “They’re your friends, right?”

“Don’t judge me, this needs fixing.”

“I’m not judging you, I’m here to set the record straight, just like you.”

“Why? You don’t owe anyone here anything?”

“See that idiot there who calls himself Ant Man?”

Wanda leaned forward, looking past you to Ant Man, she nodded.

“Stupid git’s my brother. I’d do anything for him; it’s a sibling thing.”

Wanda felt a sudden surge of respect for you. She knew exactly what you meant, it had been the same between her and Pietro when he was alive. Before she could commend you on the one thing she knew you had in common, the battle began.

Switching continuously between being tiny and your actual size made you a difficult target to hit whilst allowing you to throw punches left, right and centre. Initially, you’d felt bad fighting against those you’d come to admired as Earth’s defenders, then Iron Man had made a pot shot about your suit and things got personal. On top of that, you felt the need to impress Wanda, not that you were sure why. She was like a distraction, one you’d often find yourself checking the field for to make sure she was safe.

As it happened, it wasn’t the other team she needed protecting from, it was your brother who almost killed her. You watched in awe as he transformed into a giant, wondering about how the science could apply to your own suit when he took a step back. Wanda, faced away from him, was concentrating on Vision. You dashed across the air field, tackling her over in the nick of time, Scott’s foot crashed down where she would have been.

“DUDE, WATCH OUT NEXT TIME!” You yelled indignantly at your brother.

“My bad,” Scott apologised, embarrassed. “Not used to working on a team.

You shook your head, turning your attention to Wanda, “You okay?”

She nodded breathlessly, pushing you off her and getting up, “Thanks.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” You turned small again, jumping back into the fray of battle.

Wanda scanned the field momentarily, as if she’d be able to spot you. She didn’t understand the distraction she felt; why should she be so concerned with you when she barely knew you?

After delivering a swift punch to War Machine, you withdrew to the side-lines, using a plane for cover. Your suit wasn’t responding as it should, the time between changes was lagging, causing you trouble with unpredictability; on top of that, a mystery player had entered the fight, one who called himself Spider Man. You rocketed from the bug size you’d been back to normal, just in time to hit your head on the underside of the plane.

“What was that?” Wanda demanded, running under the plane to meet you.

“Suit malfunction,” You mumbled, rubbing the back of your head.

“You came here with a broken suit?”

“Hey, I was fixing it in the damn van, I just didn’t have the time or equipment to finish the job.”

“What will you do?”

“Get back into the fight.”

“You’re crazy, you can’t finish this with damaged equipment, go home before you get hurt.”

“And leave my brother? Not a chance.”

“You’ll be safer if-”

“Why do you care if I’m safe or have you given this little pep talk to everyone?”

Wanda fell silent, you were about to continue with another sarcastic comment when you really looked at her face, seeing her expression; you’d hurt her feelings. In an attempt to make up for it, you spoke rather sheepishly, “I uh… I appreciate your concern but you should watch out for yourself more, I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you either.”

“I can’t do that; your suit is broken.”

“Then how about I watch your back, you watch mine and we both get dinner or something after,” You rushed through then sentence, leaving her little time to think.

“Done- wait, dinner!”

“Cool, how about tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow!”

“Glad we agree, catch you on the flip side,” You ran into the fight again, hiding your grin; every hit you took from there didn’t matter, it was worth it just for the thoughts of tomorrow.

[steves-on-a-plane]

Bumble Bae

Words: 563 Wanda Maximoff x Reader(Brother of Scott Lang) Request: “ Could I get a Wanda Maximoff x Male!Reader request where the Male!Reader is the younger teenage brother of Scott Lang/Ant-Man who gets caught up in the events of Civil War alongside his brother. Donning a reengineered Yellowjacket suit, the Male!Reader helps Team Cap fight Team Iron Man whilst developing feelings for Wanda who develops feelings for him as well. Thanks!” @thewarriorbear

“I’m coming too!” You insisted, one leg already half pulled into your Yellowjacket suit.  

“I’m sorry, Tic-Tac who is this??” Sam Wilson folded his arms across his chest in disapproval as you continued struggling to dress yourself.  

“It doesn’t matter,” You brother Scott looked at you very seriously. “Because he’s not coming. He’s going to stay here and watch his niece.”  

“Aww C’mon!” You complain immediately. “Can’t we drop her off at home with Maggie?”  

“Absolutely not!” Scott groaned. “It my weekend to be with Cassie and if I bring her back to Maggie now…”

“Listen, Cap said the more suits we can round up the better, so if Beedrill over there wants to come along…” Sam suggested.  

“Beedrill?!” You repeated, highly insulted. “It’s Yellowjacket man.” You shrugged the rest of your suit on and followed your brother, and Falcon, outside.  

“Maggie is gonna be so pissed.” Scott mumbled, shaking his head as he dialed his ex’s number.  

“Who are you supposed to be?” Wanda Maximoff asked in her thick Sokovian accent. She was still holding her hands in an offensive position, waiting for an opportune time to strike, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself from belting out a laugh. “You look like a honey bee.”  

“I’m Yellowjacket.” You mumble.  

“I have never heard of you.” She taunted you with a twisted smile.  

“Yeah, well I’ve heard of you!” You shot back. “All bad things of course!” You groaned internally. Ohhh nice one, Lang.

“Listen Yellowcoat, you should not believe everything you hear.” Wanda was frowning now. For some reason you found yourself feeling guilty for making her upset.

“Oh, shit listen I didn’t mean…”

“That is the problem.” She snapped at you. “No one meant for any of this to happen, but now we are here, fighting each other like dogs. Friend against friend.” Wanda put her hands down and shook her head. “Both sides have brought along people like you. Someone who could have been a hero. Instead you will be wasted here, fighting my friends.”  

“Well we don’t have to fight, right?” You asked smirking.  

“You do not understand…”  

“Hang on, Red, hear me out.” You insisted. “What if you and I pretended to fight? If we do that we can, maybe, watch everyone else and stop them from hurting each other. If we make it look like we are fighting no one will look twice at us.” Wanda’s smirk returned to her face.

“I like you Bumble Bee. You are cute and smart.” She threw her hands back up and reformed her frame to a fighting stance.”

“It’s Yellow…you know what? I like you too, Red. Let’s do this.” You braced yourself, certain she would make the first move. 

“Maybe after our friends are done tearing themselves apart you and I could get together?” She suggested by raising one eyebrow ever so slightly.

“Together like to go over moves and stuff?” You shrugged. “Yeah that could be cool.”

“Or maybe with food, and a movie?”

“Oh my god! You mean like a date?!” You were so slow on the update you could have punched yourself.”Hell yeah! That would be amazing.” 

“Excellent. But first you have to survive this fight.” Wanda effortlessly flung an red ball of energy at you, which knocked you totally off your feet. It was safe to say you were completely blown away by her.

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Could I get a Wanda Maximoff x Male!Reader request where the Male!Reader is the younger teenage brother of Scott Lang/Ant-Man who gets caught up in the events of Civil War alongside his brother. Donning a reengineered Yellowjacket suit, the Male!Reader helps Team Cap fight Team Iron Man whilst developing feelings for Wanda who develops feelings for him as well. Thanks!

Red and Yellow