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Behind the world of "What Crawls in the Night" the pseudo-science

'What Crawls in the Night' Masterlist

AN: This was not written by a professional I am just a nerd. This is pseudo-science for an upcoming post-apocalyptic AU. Nor have I played COD I just think it (it being TF141) looks neat.

*Recovered Historical Document - HDC-TF141-483-NHL*

A Summary of Known Information on Toxoplasma Grant (T. Grant)

By Dr. Stigandr Katten et al

Objective

Summarize the history, symptomology, modes of transmission, prevention of infection, and what should be done in the face of Toxoplasma Grant.

History

Toxoplasma Grant (i.e., T. Grant) is also known by its common name, “Night Crawler”, so named after how it causes its hosts to be active at night and not, ‘as some may claim’, because of one of its original researcher’s love of the Marvel Character. T. Grant was originally found in a cave hidden in the permafrost of Siberia. The geological team led by Dr. R. J. Antony stumbled across a group of ten mummified human remains that were littered with holes. The team called for support from both an anthropologist as well as a parasitologist when one of the students of the geological team astutely observed that there was what appeared to be a dried, hyper-enlarged parasite inside the holes. This unknown student is the only reason we have been able to gather this paltry information or even know about T. Grant. Without their observation, we would be lost in the dark as this infection rolled over the globe; it’s a shame then, that their name and also their life was one of the first lost to the parasite.

Dr. Shanti Cale of UCSF's parasitology department was sent to investigate, along with her assistant, Steven Banks. A Doctor of Anthropology, Zackery Addy of Georgetown, was also sent. It was during one of the many autopsy sessions that video evidence shows Steven Banks accidentally cut himself and squirted one of the pipettes with rehydrated worm larva into the cut. Instead of informing the doctors, Mr. Banks cleaned the wound perhaps believing falsely that it would be ok. As we know now, that was the furthest thing from the truth. During its incubation period, Mr. Banks became severely ill, vomiting into a sink that flowed into the communal water tanks for the site. We believe, but can't confirm due to loss of the site, that faulty filters didn't pick up the presence of the parasite, which then was given back to the researchers in the water they drank. Even without that confirmation, within hours nearly all of the assembled teams were infected, as is evidenced when, after its incubation period of about 24 hours, video shows Mr. Banks, as well as the other infected, attacking and killing other members of the teams. From there, the hosts start dissipating from camp while shortly after, cases start appearing in Russia, China, Mongolia, and other eastern European countries.

Sources have started to also call hosts 'Zombies,' since they hold many of the same characteristics as the made-up monsters. Unlike the monsters, who some of my teammates have informed me are considered near immortal, the hosts start decomposing after the frontal lobe is eaten by the parasite, as the brain no longer has the ability to tell the body to replace or repair cells. Movement becomes limited the further the infection progresses. An odd pattern has been observed that the infected avoid sunlight as well as warmth, moving more towards colder climates. A debate has been raised as to whether or not the parasite realizes its host's body is decomposing and trying to find ways to slow down that process. Personally, this researcher doesn't believe that a parasite could be capable of that kind of thinking and instead posits that it avoids the light as normally it is only found alive in the dark. Hopefully, time and more studying will reveal the answer.

Recent autopsies conducted on hosts of T. Grant show that the parasite goes from the intestinal tract to infect the blood and then starts burrowing into the muscles and organs of the host, eating away at them and from there growing in size. For some of the infected, about 15%, the parasite can't cross the blood-brain barrier. We do not know at this time if anything can be done to save these kinds of cases, but we do know that within a week or two of infection, the patient is driven mad with the agonizing pain of being eaten alive and death is a mercy. It's almost to be considered a blessing then that most of the time the parasite eats the brain first. The only way death can occur in victims or the brain-dead-but-walking hosts is to shoot them in the head or remove the head in some other fashion. Once the host’s body reaches the active and advanced stages of decomposition, they are no longer able to move but still are considered an active and dangerous carrier.

Symptomology

The initial indicators that one has been infected by T. Grant are brain fog, as well as muscle cramps, and abdominal pain, followed by hematemesis. After 24-72 hours, depending on the digestion system of the host, the biggest sign, to put it bluntly, will be the host trying to attack and eat you.

Modes of Transmission

There are three common vectors for the transmission of T. Grant. First, the blood, spit, waste, and other viscera of infected hosts. Second, reservoir host animals are a concern, as, while animals can't develop fully the parasite like the human body can, eating undercooked meat—especially the intestines of infected animals—leads to human infection in nearly all cases. Third, the parasite has been found in wastewater as well as natural bodies of water. Dr. Mary Wolfenstein of Lancaster University postulates that this is from rain waters falling on the putrefying bodies of T. Grant's victims or should a host fall into a lake or free-flowing body of water during decomposition.

Prevention of Infection

Avoid contact with the infected, including the non-moving. Only once a body has reached full skeletonization is it safe to touch. If contact can't be avoided, do not allow any of the host's fluid or body to enter your mouth, other orifices, or wounds.

Reservoir host animals are typically carrion birds and other carnivorous animals; avoid eating these animals, especially if they are undercooked. Omnivours also can be reservoir hosts, but not as frequently as carnivores. Caution should also be applied to animal waste as parasites can live in it for weeks to months. Until the waste is fully dried or sterilized, it should not be handled without great care. Thankfully, research has shown that herbivores can't be infected even when given infected water or injected with the parasite. Early studies have shown that this could be due to the rumination in their complex stomach systems.

When dealing with water, research has shown that the only way to rid the water of the parasite is to boil it for five minutes or let it rest in a clean environment for 10-14 days, with a shorter timeframe of 4-6 days if the water is in a warmer climate or the contaminate has been removed from free-flowing water. Standing water should be avoided on principle.

Caution is also to be extended to soil if it's been contaminated by carnivorous or omnivorous animal waste or decomposed host bodies. So it should go without saying don’t eat soil or get infected soil into an open wound. Now depending on soil temperature, parasites can live for five months in environments where the soil temperature is 40°F (4°C) and three months at 70°F (21°C). With the evidence of the permafrost mummies, should the parasite stay in a host that is then rapidly frozen after death, it can live for close to thousands of years if the carbon dating was accurate. While plants can't host the virus, should you improperly wash vegetables or fruit grown in contaminated soil, you risk infection.

What Comes Next

Given all of this information, we should be preparing for a long siege by the parasite. Yet, the United States as well as many other 'developed' countries are currently using AI technology to search and destroy any content relating to T. Grant. When I questioned a source at the CIA, they could only offer the idea that this was to keep from repeating the violence and hysteria of the ‘Odin Crisis’ and the COVID-19 pandemic—to which this researcher can only say, bullshit—people need to be preparing. We have, at most, months if not weeks before this parasite is completely global. People need to be barricading their homes with enough food and bottled water to last at least 6 months, if not fleeing to warmer, southern climates. Yet, many governments are not only burying their heads in the sand, but one politician I spoke to said, "If this is how Armageddon is meant to come, then we can't stop it." Without any action or preparation, we are looking at 95% of humanity dead within 2 years. This is a fact that I wish I was making up, but computer model projections show that when the virus hits the United States, 60% of humanity will be dead within six days, 84% at two weeks, 89% at six months, 93% at a year, and finally 95% at 2 years. With the proposed 6-month quarantine, we are still looking at losses close to 74% on a global scale, but it would mean a billion or so lives that would be saved with those preparations.

However, it seems that government policy will remain the same. If the government will do nothing, then we, the scientific community, must do something. Speak out about this coming crisis. Warn all around you to prepare. The end of humanity comes not with the splitting of an atom or a shot heard around the world, but with a parasite that will eat us from the inside out.

*Historical note - While this document is different than contemporary scientific articles in its structure and tone, evidence has been shown that this document was meant to be the start of Dr. Katten et al releasing all gathered information; and therefore more of a call to action to a scientific community that was stunned at the swift silencing of information by many governments. Dr. Stigandr Katten was killed soon after the publication of this article. While police claim it was a home invasion gone wrong, recovered internal NSA emails offer evidence they were killed in an attempt to silence the truth from getting out. Following their death, the rest of their team was disbanded with more evidence showing they were threatened into silence.

*More Information - The journals of Dr. Katten, as well as portions of the team's notes, were recently discovered showing the work put in to build the parasite’s profile. Should you wish to read either of these documents, please contact the New Hope Library about receiving an e-copy of them. The physical copies will be on display in the New Hope Museum in the 'Survival During the Endemic' Wing.

#look at this lovely science 🥹#call of duty #call of duty fic #cod fic #tf 141 x reader #tf 141 #john price x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #What Crawls in the Night #reading with kbee

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Hope the holidays are being kind to you all 🩷

#pls also be kind to yourself #sending love and hugs

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What the Duck is Wrong With My Boyfriend?

part 2 of the cursed were-animal series featuring the Yager boys

Summary: Something is terribly wrong with your boyfriend.... Or is something terribly right? No, it's wrong.

a/n: Blame John Oliver's yearly duck episode as well as my personal dislike of Zeke. Minors be gone. TW - duck anatomy, AFAB reader. Read at your own risk.

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Something was wrong with your boyfriend Zeke. Even since the two had become intimate in your relationship it had led to fucking like bunnies across every surface. To the point of your friends and roommates begging you both to move in together so they didn't catch him 'frosting' your cake anymore. Or at least less often.

Which it had. It also deepened your relationship. In more than just the frequent cock-warming cuddle nights giggling in each other's arms. You had learned how he always wore one headphone cocked in such a way that he could hear everything. A lesson he had learned from his abusive father. While he learned you keep the house sparkling clean to combat the anxiety that threatened to overwhelm you at any given moment.

That he hadn’t touched you in almost two weeks was concerning. When before then he had always been tapping your ass in morse code always something dirty or sweet. Or just even putting his hand on some part of your body. From the moment you had met when he had shaken your hand he always touched you. As if he was trying to remember that you were real. Tonight the plan was to talk to him, ask what was going on and what this meant.

Had you said something that had set this off? Was something going on at work? Had the tense call he had recently been the reason? Had it been his estranged father? Or his half-brother? It was heartbreaking, the ache where the constant touch of his hand had once been. The loss of his familiar weight on your body.

Keys jingled in the door as it creaked open. You waiting for his familiar call of ‘sweetcheeks’ before realizing that too had vanished along with his touch. That realization pushed you over the edge till silent tears dripped down your face.

“Baby? What’s wrong?” Zeke rushed over to the dinner table kneeling before you pulling the legs of the chair till it faced him.

“Why won’t touch me?” voice warbling as the words were choked out.

“I…” Zeke raised a hand looking for all the world like he wanted to cup your cheek. To pull you into his arms. But he dropped it again sitting back on his haunches.

“What Zeke? Do you not like my body anymore? Am I that repulsive you refuse to touch me?” Sadness pulling anger into your words so that they landed like blows, like a cold rain after so long under the hot sun.

“No! It's not you! It's me!” Zeke flinched as if even he realized how crapy that excuse sounded.

“Wow. That's the worst lie you have ever told me. If you can’t stand me anymore just say it. Ill leave tonight.” Venom coating your words trembling with fear and anger as your rose.

Zeke fell onto his ass. Eyes wide enough that you could see tears gathering. It hurt watching your hearts be torn in two.

“Please, don’t leave me. I love you. I just.” He paused, chest heaving, and stood. “Something happened last week and I don’t know how to explain it or how to fix it and I’m scared.” His voice was small the words hardly reaching the sound of blood roaring in your ears. The pounding of your heart slowed down at its sound.

“Zeke don’t shut me out, I want to help you. I love you so much, but you have to let me.” Reaching for him. He shivered at the touch of your hand on his beard. The fine hairs tickling your palm. He sucked in a breath.

"I got bit by a duck!" The words rushing out and running together.

"I'm sorry what." You could almost hear the record scratch as the world just stopped.

"I. Got. Bit. By. A. Duck. And it's. Changed me in. Weird ways." His teeth grinding as he bit it out like chewing gristle.

Backing away you looked him up and down. “Explain.” whatever this was, break up or some weird ass role-play fantasy he was going to get kicked in the nuts soon.

“Ok so, umm. There is no easy way to say this but.” He flushed scarlet looking as miserable as a puppy in the rain.”Something is wrong with my dick.”

“Zeke I swear on the NIne Titans if this is a euphemism for you cheating on me, getting an STI, and now i have to get tested I will delete all of your data on your hard drive and game systems.” Your arms crossing as you glared daggers at him, the budding sympathy becoming fury.

The scarlet became sheet white. “Baby I swear, it's not.” He sputtered.

“Really.” You deadpaned.

“No look.” He started tugging at his pants, till they were open and he tugged both pants and boxers down.

His dick sprang free. Your eyes going wide at the sight. Looking at it, then back to his face, and returning back to his dick.

“Zeke what is that?”

“My dick.”

“Like hell it is!” Sputtering you gestured at it “I've never sucked that thing in my life.”

“Yea well I’ve been pissing out of it for days so.”

“Did you really just bring up peeing right after I talked about oral?”

“....I see your point. That was weird.” He paused. “But saying I’ve been giving myself handjobs with it seems like it might raise bigger issues.”

“Zeke. You have a corkscrew dick that is slightly tinted blue. If that’s not the biggest issue on your mind, then I’m scared to ask what is.”

It was horrifyingly true. With his underwear and pants pushed down to his thighs and shirt tugged up you could see it just hanging there bobbing. Like some twisted slinky. His once long thick dick that had been the prettiest shade of pink was now replaced. Now it was now edging towards robins egg blue in color. But that wasn’t the worst part. No, that horror was that it was corkscrew in shape. Still just as thick and long, probably longer now if it started to uncurl. And yet even as horrified as you were, you couldn’t look away.

“I think I might be a wereduck now. If that’s even a thing.”

“I think I need to get drunk.”

“Yes please, I'll join you.” He started to walk towards you.

“You will not until you put that thing away.”

"A month ago you asked me if I'd love you as a worm! Remember?" He whined. “And this how you repay me?”

You in fact did. It had been extremely adorable to watch him promise to give you a perfect worm home and feed you fresh fruit and veggies but also make sure you had enrichment to keep you entertained. It was actually very sweet in a weird way.

“Yes but I didn’t plan on turning into a worm!” as you pulled out the whisky, uncorking it and taking a long pull.

“And I didn’t plan on becoming a wereduck! But here we are!” Zeke took the bottle from your hands and took a drink. “Besides who knows if you get bit by a worm you might become one.”

With that horrifying thought in mind you grabbed another bottle, this one vodka tilted it up and chugged.

"Sentience was a mistake please let me go back to the primordial soup!"

Zeke threw his arms around you shifting his hips so that the thing he had hidden back in his pants didn't touch you.

"Noooooo!" He slurred drunkenly "Don't become soup, then I won’t be able to hear you moan when I eat you.”

“Fine, I won’t become soup.” You grumbled into the neck of the whisky bottle having switched with Zeke halfway through for it. The world was fuzzy at the edges. But the heat and weight of Zeke against you felt so good especially after going for so long without it.

“Good, can I still eat you?” Nibbling at your neck his hands slipping under the soft cotton shirt.

It had been so long, the memory of his tongue lapping against your clit and folds. His fingers twisting into your pussy as he drew more nectar to drink. Heat pooled as the memory melted you from the inside out.

“Please.” It was a plea. The depravation of his loving touch combined with heavy drink on an empty stomach an aphrodisiac.

The nibbling on your neck broke away. Deft hands pulling and tugging at clothing till you were bare. Zeke left only in his boxers. He was already pulling your legs over his shoulders raising your hips to his lips. Hot breath drifting across already flushed skin desire making you wet and whimper at even that slight brush.

“Tell me what you need from me, sweetcheeks.” A hand kneading into the plush skin of your thigh and ass.

“Your mouth on me.” You begged.

“Where on you?” his tongue darted out giving a quick lick against your sensitive clit. Making you arch and cry out.

“My clit and pussy!” You moaned tone begging him for relief and release.

“Good love.” He whispered before he attached his mouth to your clit.

The pleasure was instant and electric. Tears sprang to your eyes as he lapped at your folds. Pleasure curling itself like a spiral tighter and tighter. His ministrations bringing your release a breath away. Your hands drifting down to grasp his ash blond hair, his moan vibrating against your entrance making your hips buck and he continued to lap away.

“Please Zeke I’m so close.” Begging for him to keep going.

He growled, slipping two fingers inside twisting them around till he found the right spot and stroked. The combination of his fingers inside and his mouth on your clit was too much. Crying out his name you tumbled over the edge. Bucking wildly as shivers shot up and down your spine like it was a xylophone. He kept licking drinking up each drop of nectar you gave him.

Lowed you against the couch, licking his lips to savor the last of the taste of you before laying a top you. Kissing each breast and licking your nipples before settling down against your chest. Your legs still wrapped around him.

“You feel good baby?” He asked. “I missed touching you like this so much.” His hands skating your sides. Stoking a barely hidden fire. A thought trickled its way inside your head.

“Yes.” You had to approach this with caution. “But I need more, I need to feel you. But only if you want to.”

Zeke sat up eyes wide. Oh but his pupils were blown out with lust. Now if he would be so kind as to blow out your back.

“Do you really mean it? I don't want to… Make you like me.” His eyes trailed your body hugging each curve and dip.

“I think that's only if you bite me.”

“I think that’s werewolves.”

“Look, do you want to fuck me or no?”

“Sweetcheeks I want to rail you until next week. But if you become a wereduck too, I don’t want you to resent me.”

“That's very sweet but you said you would love me even as a worm and I think a wereduck is slightly better than a worm.”

“You make an excellent point.” He said pulling down his boxers.

A drunken thought rose to mind ‘spring sprong here comes the dong’ as the bright blue corkscrew sprang free. Already dripping in precum. Still kneeling between your legs, Zeke pulls your hips up against his thighs. Till your entrance is brushing against his member-exclusive dick.

“Last chance.” Zeke’s fingers teasing apart your folds.

“Hit it.” You confirmed.

He moved slow, letting his tip slip in. Giving you time to adjust to it. Adding another inch as your moans died down. The feels of its twists and turns sliding home felt, well to be blunt like a fantasy dildo you had in box forgotten during your move. Zeke’s whimpering curses brought you back to the moment.

“I’m going to move let me know if it's too much.” You nodded, sighing together at his first experimental thrust.

He groaned, looking down at the place where he performed the twisted magic trick of disappearing part of his body. Pleasure raced down his back and into his ass. He could feel the tension already building up in his balls and prostate.

“Babe I don’t think I can last long.” Gritting the words out as he tries to keep from spilling just at the feel of you surrounding him.

“That ok, I just need to feel you cum.”

Zeke looks down at you, face flushed with lust eyes glassy with it, and only for him. To be loved like this makes him feel complete. He gives in to the animalistic desire to drive his hips deep into you. To have you scream his name and to give you his special duck sauce.

Zeke picks up his pace. The slide of his dick inside as it presses against your cervix only to pull back. Another orgasm is so close you can taste it. You whimper and pant rocking your hips against his frantic for you both to finish together. Zeke is sweating and swearing hair flopping in his face with each thrust.

“Almost there.” You moan out. His hand slips between your legs finding your clit to rub in tight circles.

Its hits you then like a gut punch, rolling over like waves dragging you under. Zeke following at the first flutters of your pussy around him. A moan leaving him as he can feel the pulses of cum race up his dick like a fleshy rollercoaster at its zenith. Till you both are shivering twitching together. Zeke laces his hands in yours pulling you up into his lap, his half-hard cock still snug inside you. Sighs of contentment leaving you both.

“Wait does this mean if you knock me up I'm going to lay eggs?”

“Well, duck.” Zeke cursed.

Final Note..... Honey, I'm so sorry you read this. Also if this seems familiar hello fellow Anigomi Patreon supporter.

#HOWLING #QUACKING???#lmfao this is hilariously fun to read great job #babe is at it again #aot #snk #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #zeke yaeger #zeke x reader #zeke x you #zeke x y/n #reading with kbee

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Summer of the Seagull

Or "The One Who Steals Fries" pt 1 of the cursed were-animal Yager boys.

Summary: When Y/N is attacked by a mysterious creature on their way to class they must confront the truth behind their boyfriend Eren Yager.

a/n : This is so bad. Like 'went back to look at how I first started writing fanfiction in early 2010's and copied that' bad. It's giving girly just read Twilight and discovered FanFiction.Net. It's Eren slander but in the way you slander your best friend. Read at your own risk. This has been known to cause tears not sure what kind....

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When you first transferred to Sina Marine Science University it seemed like a dream come true. Espically when you hooked up with arguably the hottest guy on campus Eren Yeager who had abs and thighs for days and eyes as bright green as bioluminescent seaweed. It was going great! Until one morning you got called into the morning shift at your job at the local fast food joint. So not fun. But you did get fresh free fries so that was a plus. You had a big bag filled with the fried delights to share with your boyfriend and his two best friends. As you walked you chatted with another classmate of yours.

"I don't know why your dating that Yeager guy, everyone knows your supposed to avoid them."

"Ya but he sooo hot."

"Augh so is Jean and his family dosen't have a dark past."

"Did you ever think that maybe that’s what makes him so hot?"

"I thought it was the fact that he was a gym rat."

"That too."

"Whatever at least Jean isn't obsessed with seagulls like Eren is."

"They are important to the ecosystem! Besides have you ever seen him caring for one of them? It melts your heart!"

"I'm telling you, you should stay away for your own good. Those abs aren’t worth it."

Honestly the conversation had left you a little shaken and questioning your own judgement. But like Eren had to been ok, right? Besides he was so cute, even if watching him feed the baby seagulls puree fish guts was a little gross, he normaly was shirtless when he did it so that made up for it. But it totally had put a damper on your day that she had said those things. Walking over to where you saw Armin and Mikasa you waved putting on a big smile.

SUDDENLY you felt something smash into you hard. Knocking you to the ground! It really hurt too! When you looked up all you could see was feathers? Whatever it was it had taken your bag of fries! Blood pooled in the palm of your hand red and hot.

"Oh no Y/N are you ok?" Armin rushed over to you. Mikasa not even a half step behind. Already she was pulled out a first aid kit. All three of you carried them because of Eren's habits of fights for the rights of seagulls or if he thought someone had insulted any one of you.

"What was that thing? It stole the fries I had gotten for all of us!" Hiccupping sobs broke from your chest.

The two friends shared a look. Ignoring the question as they turned back to you. Mikasa was already cleaning the wound on your hand and knees. Leaving you teary eyed and pouting, wondering why they didn't say anything. Heck no one on campus said anything, no one came to see what had happened. It was like they all forgot about it. But you wouldn't! You couldn't! You had worked hard for those fries.

Later in class Eren came to sit next to you hand going to your back, those beautiful green glass orbs filling with concern.

"Babe what happened?"

"I got attacked by something! And it stole all my fries! But no one seems to care!" You burred yourself into his chest. Eren went still and quiet which was shocking enough.

"It stole your fries?" He asked voice soft.

"AND ATTACKED ME!" You whimpered into that thick chest. Wanting to milk your upset for all it was worth.

"Babe I have answers for you, but you need to meet me on the beach tonight after dark."

You looked up from his chest to his chiseled Adonis like face with its light dusting of stubble confused. He gave you a weak smile before kissing your lips. All your worries melted away under those lips, his kisses could solve all the worlds problems if only people payed attention to his lips.

"Ok!" You smiled up at him mind gone just from a simple kiss from him.

But later your mind drifted back to what had happened. Cloud nine vanishing from under you and leaving you with so many more questions. What happened to your fries? Why had you been attacked, more then that why had Eren seemed like he knew more then he was letting on? Annoyed you pulled out your phone pulling up Google and typing a question into the search bar. What has feathers and steals fires? Within a blink you has a million images and videos of seagulls stealing peoples fries even as they tried to eat them. Is that what had happened to your fries? But like it has also knocked you down, so hard that it had scraped your hand and knees. So it couldn't be a seagull could it? But like what if was a bigger seagull?

Then you kept scrolling down and saw a local article, on opening it you saw a blurry picture of some sort of werido wearing a seagull mask and wings even had tail feathers! Oh but it was a video. You pressed play and saw this werido running wings extended flapping as they tried to fly. But wait those abs? You recognized them? Even as more questions rose in your mind something crystalized. Something was super strange about your boyfriend.

That night you had skipped the rest of your classes and dinner. Before you had left the house checking the mirror to make sure you still looked ok. Eren was so hot and you had to make sure you still matched him even if you were now certain about what he was hiding. On the beach he stood back towards you as he looked up at the cloud covered moon.

"Y/N, thank you for coming. I have something to tell you."

"Its ok Eren, I know what you are."

"Say it, say it out loud."

"Your." You took a deep breath coming up to touch the middle of his back. "You’re a were-seagull."

He shivered, the clouds started to uncover the moon. Pull his shirt off quickly Eren turned towards you. He body changed before your eyes. His head shifting even as massive wings and tail feathers sprouted across his back. He turned his bird head so that one eye was directly on you.

"Could you still love a monster like me? Even after I hurt you?"

"Are you going to keep stealing my fires?"

"No, it’s the full moon it brings the change on me and makes it hard to control my impulses." You stared at his abs still defined and glowing with their own inner light in the dark.

"Yes, I will always love you."

"Good, for tonight the revolution begins."

"Eren what are you talking about?"

"For too long seagulls have been treated like pests. I say no more! Tonight we rise! Tonight we fight! Tonight we take back our dignity and take over the planet. I am the Seagull King and soon to be emperor of this new world were no seagull will have to fight for fires be instead will be given them as tribute. I will have you by my side! You shall rule this world with me! Together we shall raise the next generation of seagulls in a world with no fear."

"Eren…" You voice trailed off looked down to his abs again. Shrugging you realized a few things mostly if this worked then you wouldn't have to go to work in the morning again or have homework to deal with.

"Ok Eren I will stay with you. Make me like you, make me a were-seagull too."

"Are you sure my beloved?" He asked cocking his head.

"Yes."

"Ok." He came forward nuzzling your cheek with his beak before opening it wide and engulfing your head. Your last thought 'Tonight we take back our planet for the seagulls."

#I'M FUCKING LOSING IT #this is fucking art look at it look at it #😂😂😂😂🪿🕊️🦅#perfectly characterized to description #snk #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #eren yeager #eren x reader #eren x you #eren x y/n #reading with kbee

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killerbananas · 10 months

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IM CRYING

#dyingggg #i only feel bad for the son in this ship rip just that guy #controversial #oceangate

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https://youtu.be/s_nc1IVoMxc

I highly recommend listening to this song, especially if you have any mental health concerns. It's very liberating and relatable (to me). Lyrics in pinned top comment on there.

#hi ren #especially stay around for the ending!!!#i couldn't relate more to this song #i had an entire psychological breakdown and this pendulum metaphor lives in my soul now bc i held on to it before i ever heard the song #bless this fucking song #listening with kbee

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OMG KB!!! helloooo i can't believe you're back! how have you been?? i really missed you 🥺💗

I am so happy to be back. I missed you also sweetheart 🩷 very very much!

It's been a rollercoaster but I'm trying to ride my self-care + spiteful will to live to the life-bank of keep chugging. Writing always helped me process my feelings and I'm hopeful to have a social life again here as well as write my ass off to improve my self-esteem and -worth.

So happy I found you again friend 💝 you are a gift!

#such lovelies on here #🩷🩷🩷#buzzing with kbee

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KB my darling! I am so happy to see you back! 🥺❤️

I'm so happy to be back angel 🩷 thank you 🥳🐝

#such lovelies on here #buzzing with kbee

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killerbananas · 10 months

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A tip for Reddit Refugees (and anyone else who might need to hear it) from someone who has been on this hellsite for 10+ years. Don’t worry about cringe!

I know overall the internet has become increasingly hostile to genuine expressions of emotion, but we don’t do that here. This website was built on the backs of weird teenagers who could not be chill about their favorite fandom. And while most of us have matured a bit, we’re all still here. We’re all still incapable of being chill about our recent obsessions.

So reblog at will! Seriously, if you like it reblog it. If you wanna write, draw, or post about the most niche ship in the most niche fandom, do it! Don’t worry about whether your followers will think you’re corny. Don’t worry about being too genuine. We’re all corny, cringey, weirdos here.

And if someone tries to tell you you’re being cringe, ask them what they’re doing at the devil’s sacrament.

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killerbananas · 10 months

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here's a little info update in case we're curious 🫠

it'll be a while before i can write again but i hope to

big major life changes have happened/are happening

i hit the lowest mental point of my life these last few months

i am barely ok (who isn't nowadays?)

but i AM significantly more empowered with the spiteful will to live and that's historically better than the alternative

i missed being social greatly and hope to find you all again 🩷

#hi v 2.0 + drama #err i mean an update!

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killerbananas · 10 months

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Hellooooo

#guess who's back back again kbs back tell a friend #hi :)#last time was just a test lmao

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killerbananas · 1 year

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>.>

#hi 💖

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Oh KB, my love. Could I request Zeke and the sanguine potion on some matcha and mint meringues with an afab!reader? I’m a big fan of sadomasochism and praise at the moment. Not super into breeding, choking, or piss.

Phantoms

Zeke is a nuisance, but he knows what he’s doing.

🔞 mdni | prompt | masterlist | 376 wc | afab!reader x Zeke

Warnings: smut; dubcon (aphrodisiac alluded, “morning after” remnants), rough sex, sadomasochism, praise, cockwarming, creampie, “whore”, biting, blood, nipple torment, mouth stuffing, clit slap, Zeke being a little shit, ??lmk

AN: Here you are, beautiful. I hope you enjoy. Thank you for giving me an excuse to pop off about this gent. More onomatopoeia and alliteration because it’s a Mood.

Crisp sheets rasp skin as a stray sunbeam glints into your eye, inhale lifting purpled tits as you wake from sugared dreams with a tart aftertaste haunting the back of your throat and body. As your mind takes stock of aches gradually making themselves known, a groan leaves your lungs with Zeke's twitch from deep inside your--

"cunts so cozy, baby. Think we can get you to milk me some more."

A grunt and whine are dancing on the back of your tongue, pairing with sharp ghosts of sensory memory to spark your recollection properly, but the wisping phantoms possess the aches that Zeke zealously reawakens. Calloused thumbpad to paired fore and middle finger clasp, compress, constrict, pluck your nipple upwards until it simply will not any longer, returning to your sore chest in a ripple of flesh as the arc of your spine and tension of your muscles serve Zeke’s goals perfectly.

His winning grinning expression pressing into the sensitive crook of your neck a moment, nipping at the beginning of your unfurling, toppling your simplifying mind to mush as he finds every lit ache underpinning your pleasing agony, strikes a bolt of sharp lightning with his fingertips to your clit, making you clamp your muscles and flail.

“Little more, just a bit. I know you can handle it, my pretty little whore.”

Zeke treats you with the reverence you deserve, crave, need, twisting the amethyst apparitions that spark molten arousal in the darkest depths of your cunt and writhing along the thickness that batters the unseeable shadows inside your lustswollen hollow, meaning to fill you with each sinful drop of his essence, brighten and simultaneously eclipse every part of you with his own infectious violating immorality. Rouge invades your mouth, cotton rough but softening the cries of your climax as he does his own by reopening the lovebite so deeply grooved into your shoulder from the night’s lascivious mischief. A rust of ruby blooms on each of your tongues with the madness that pulsates rippling relief from your fevered skin.

Laid loose, boneless, weightless atop of Zeke, vessel’s story made plain in the dappling light of day, your elated sigh only serves to embolden your lover’s hands to another traveling tryst of trying touches.

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killerbananas · 1 year

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Christmas/Winter holiday prompts - masterlist

Feel free to use and reblog!

~ Warm hearts ~ Christmas activity prompts

~ Snowy days ~ another Christmas prompt list - two-word prompts

~ Under the mistletoe ~ Christmas prompts

~ Visiting for the holidays ~ Christmas prompts

~ Fights over a gift ~ dialogue prompts

~ Love hurts ~ sad Christmas prompts

~ Fun in the snow ~ fluffy Christmas prompts

~ It's Christmas time ~ holiday event prompts

~ First Christmas as a couple ~ prompts

~ Holidays together? ~ rivals-to-lovers prompts

10 ice skating prompts

10 winter couple holidays prompts

~ Hanukkah ~ prompts

#writing prompts #writing resources #prompts #winter prompts

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killerbananas · 1 year

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18+ only - minors and blank blogs dni

Helping Out | pro heros! Izuku Midoryia x fem reader x Katsuki Bakugo

♡word count: 2.4k ♡synopsis: Izuku knows the best way to help Katsuki out even though it might mean new changes. ♡tags: canonverse + all characters are over the age of twenty-one + for kinkmas + not beta read! ♡18+ tags: explicit smut + wife sharing + mfm threesome + some pussy eating + fingering + impact play + praise + breast/nipple play + aftercare + really no prep + Izuku helps you ride Katsuki.

“I don’t know, will he be able to behave?” You asked in a hushed tone as you pulled dinner out of the oven, the aroma filled the small apartment kitchen wafting into the living room where Katsuki sat waiting for you two.

Izuku looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed, his cheeks flushed pink at the thought of what was supposed to happen after dinner. “Yes, don’t worry sweetheart.”

His reassurance helped a bit to relax you, his sweet and gentle tone made you waver as you softened and melted into his arms once the pan was on the countertop.

Last week when he came home battered and bruised from a long overnight patrol, he told you about how Katsuki went off the rails and exploded - quite literally - at his agency headquarters.

“He’s probably all torn up about it, I feel bad for him. Did you give him the piece of paper?” You asked, nuzzling your head against him, drawing the warmth from his body.

Izuku nodded and kissed your cheek. “I did, yes, he just rolled his eyes and balled it up before throwing it to me but he knows everything.”

Before you could say anything Katsuki walked into the kitchen catching the intimate scene between you and him, he cleared his throat suddenly second-guessing if this would only complicate things.

The look in your eyes said something different to him and he used the opportunity to take a good look at your body, the curves he wanted to discover like roads on a map.

You felt his hot stare as you pulled away from your husband to look at him quickly doing the same, it’s been a few months since you’ve seen him, just like with Izuku you grew up with him too.

Knew his temper as well, now in his twenties, he’s relaxed a little bit, but not enough, because he put on a commotion just in time for the nine a.m. news to catch it.

It’s been a minute since he really relaxed, friends and his parents call him almost daily to check in on him because they know he’s either at work or training.

Focusing on those two day in and day out put a strain on all his relationships and life, especially his sex life, if he had one that is and his right-hand doesn’t count he always told himself.

All the women who threw themselves at him were really never his type, they didn’t want to get to know him, they just wanted the last name and fame that came with it.

“Do you need anything else?” You asked Katsuki sensing his hesitation as he pulled the chair out at the counter and sat down shaking his head.

Izuku kissed the side of your neck before pulling the barstool out for you, ironically enough he sandwiched you between him and Katsuki.

You served dinner and the conversation flowed easily once the blonde man opened up a bit more, even cracked a smile and blushed but still grumbled and swatted your hand away playfully when you wiped crumbs from his lips

“How was it Kacchan?” Izuku asked draping his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him as his friend stared at you, your breasts almost spilling from your shirt and the apron you had on didn’t help his hard-on either.

What would he do to come home to a cute wife like you every day, love and affection are something he realized he severely lacked, and with you, it came easy.

He nodded and plucked the courage to take a hold of your hand rubbing his thumb along the backside of your knuckles. His usual brash manner softened as he stared at you, hardened vermillion eyes held your gaze.

“It was delicious.”

Warmth flushed through your chest as you smiled. “Good, now I know you two needed to discuss something.”

You stood and began to clear the plates when Katsuki settled his hand on your lower back.

“The least I can do for the invite and your wonderful cooking.” He said, memories of high school and college flashed in your mind as you leaned in and kissed his cheek.

Izuku stood up and gathered the plates kissing your head as he and Katsuki watched you leave the kitchen, their hungry gaze was definitely noticeable and you lavished in it.

The two number pro heroes wanted you, and one of them happened to be your husband. A shiver racked your whole body, blanketing your flesh in goosebumps as you stepped inside the bedroom.

You heard them murmur amongst themselves, exchanging hushed whispers before they joined in. Izuku was the last one to shut the door as Katsuki stood to the side.

”I heard you two say something about dessert?” You asked, feeling the courage bubble through you, the sultry way you infused your words like tea leaves in boiling water.

Katsuki made the first step and let you grab his tie as he made quick work to untie the knot in your apron, letting it pool around your ankles.

Izuku followed suit and stepped behind you, large calloused hands feel you up, and two palms rubbed your shoulders then down as they pulled the straps down leaving a trail of wet kisses.

You dropped your head against your husband giving his friend the opportunity to kiss your neck, sharp canines gently scraping your throat making your cunt clench as you fisted his tie.

“You are going to be the best thing I have ever tasted.” Katsuki whispered gravely and deeply, his voice deep sending waves of newfound shivers.

Izuku groaned in your ear as his hands drifted down to paw at your dress, bunching it up until your legs and ass were showing. “I agree, and it’s a taste I could never tire of, so sweet like honey.”

“Oh.”

It was all you could manage in words followed by something between a grunt and moan. Red eyes met green in a silent meeting as they both worked to undress you.

“Are you sure this is okay? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He murmured looking at you, uncertainty flashed across his face as you stared at him and nodded holding his broad shoulders giving them a squeeze.

“I am yes, if anything changes I’ll let you know.”

Katsuki tugged the top of your dress past your breasts as he kissed down until he reached your nipple, sucking it in his mouth while your husband paid attention to your backside.

He followed Katsuki as they pulled your dress off until it joined your apron, clad in nothing but shoes, panties, and a bra you stood smooshed between them.

“Ever been fucked in just an apron before?” Katsuki asked crouching down to grab it as he nuzzled his face between your legs.

You gasped and melted into Izuku who supported you watching the scene unfold in front of him cupping your breasts from behind.

“No, but we can always change that.” Your husband replied as he kneaded your tits as he gently kicked apart your ankles so Katsuki could lap softly at your pussy from his knees.

Big strong hands held your thighs in a steel grip, nothing painful, only to keep you upright for him. He licked a wide stripe up your cunt, stopping to tease your clit with little flicks of his tongue.

You buried your fingers in his hair pulling him closer. “Someone is more excited than me.” Izuku chuckled in response as he nodded in agreement before helping his friend push you on the bed gently.

They both stared down at you slowly untying their ties before kneeling on the bed, your eyes darted between them as you spread your legs.

It felt like a fire has taken home in between your thighs, your pussy ached to be played with, touched, kissed, and caressed. Little did you know Katsuki felt the same way about you, his cock hard and leaking in his slacks seeing you naked on the bed.

He made it to you first with his hands on either side of your head as he kissed you passionately, this was only supposed to be about relief for him but he’s not going to pass up the chance to kiss you.

His tongue swept in your mouth tasting and memorizing you, he groaned feeling his dick throb but he wanted to do something else first.

Katsuki left a trail of kisses as he kissed down your jaw then neck, between your breasts going further until he reached your belly, his hands slid under your ass lifting you off the bed as he settled between your legs.

“She looks so pretty, huh?” Izuku asked as he kneeled next to you, his hand petting your head.

Warmth flushed through you hearing Katsuki growl in response as he kissed your mons then he sucked your clit making you arch your back off the bed while swirling his tongue around it he grabbed your thighs softly keeping them open.

He took his time with you, eating you out, keeping you on the edge. “I don’t want to ruin the fun just yet.” He teased looking up at you for a split second.

You didn’t have time to answer because Izuku kissed you deeply, stealing each breath from your lung as you pawed at his pants. “Ruin it! Ruin me!” You moaned wanting to feel his mouth on your cunt again.

Katsuki pulled away and sunk his middle finger into you, a soft wet squelch could be heard then followed by a small whimper, both his and Izuku’s fingers were thick, your nerves felt like they were on fire as you tugged on your husband's black and green locks pulling him closer kissing him deeper, tangling your tongue with yours.

He added another finger slowly curling it as he found your sweet spot rather quickly, Katsuki watched entranced in the way you opened up to him, your cunt clamping down on his fingers as you blindly tried to reach for him, your eyes still squeezed shut as you kissed Izuku.

You pulled away and looked at them as you sat up and kissed Katsuki first, his free hand came up to hold the back of your neck softly while Izuku took his tie and shirt, and jacket off leaving him in his slacks that sported his hard-on through the dark fabric you could still see it.

Katsuki pulled away and pulled you onto his lap wrapping his arms around your waist as you did the same with your legs around his. You popped the buttons on his shirt before sliding his jacket off and then his shirt as you shimmed off his lap groaning as his knee made contact with your clit, he grinned seductively as you rolled your hips humping him.

“So needy.” He teased flushing more heat through your overwhelmed body, Izuku took the time to kiss you again as his counterpart quickly rid himself of his pants before helping you to your knees on the bed so he could take your place.

You pulled away from your husband and looked at him, a secret conversation was spoken through volumes in just one glance as you straddled Katsuki’s thighs to pull his boxers down revealing a long and thick cock, his head flushed a deep red that wept with pre-cum, the pearl essence made his dick pretty and as much as you wanted to have a taste that would have to wait.

With Katsuki’s hands on your hips, he helped guide his cock between the slick folds of your pussy, the head catching on your clit making you gasp before he slowly thrust into you, the blonde man groaned feeling your cunt try to suck him in already before he planted his feet on the mattress and fucked into you from below.

Izuku kneeled behind you, still half-dressed as he rubbed his open palm up and down your back kissing your shoulders. “You look so pretty sitting on my cock.” Katsuki grunted watching with heavy-lidded eyes as your husband palmed and squeezed your ass giving it a few light slaps that made you buck your hips.

You leaned into him and reached into his pants palming his hard-on through his boxers as you turned your head to kiss him while riding Katsuki slowly whimpering each time he hit the sensitive spot nestled deep inside your pussy, all three of you could hear the wet suctioning of Katsuki fucking you bare.

It was a spoken agreement between you three, you and Izuku only have been with each other and it was nearing almost two years for Katsuki, and with no protection, he could feel just how warm and wet you were for him which made his orgasm come a lot sooner than what he wanted.

He watched Izuku kiss you deeply while fondling your tits, one palm cupping it while pinching and twisting your nipples making you squeeze Katsuki. “Fuck! You’re going to make me cum!” He shouted throwing his head back as he fucked you hard and fast from below until he stopped and held you still filling you to the brim with thick ropes of cum.

The embarrassment of finishing early made his cheeks glow red as you pulled away from Izuku to kiss Katsuki softly continuing to roll your hips, sending him into overstimulation as you spread your legs wider dropping down further on his cock feeling him go deeper.

Katsuki gripped your hips tightly with no choice watching you fuck him faster and harder now, you leaned back holding his knees giving him the chance to look down at where you two were connected, a collection of your slick and his cum made his dick shine as you slowly slid up and down his cock until you came, pulsing tightly and hot around him.

All three of you stayed like that, Katsuki panting heavily as he massaged and caressed your hips, you still straddling him feeling his cum ooze out and onto the sheets while you laid one hand on his abs while still jerking your husband off until you felt him splatter over the back of your hand and his boxers, Izuku kissed you once more and pulled away as he stared at you lovingly.

“Let’s get you into the bath and snuggled between us.” He whispered catching Katsuki off guard who watched you both then looked at you, his heart racing fast as he leaned up kissing the other side of your mouth, and circled his fingers on your lower back massaging it softly.

They both helped you off the bed and into the bath where they kneeled by the tub and washed you from head to toe, strong deft fingers massaging soft tender muscles until you mewled and kissed them ready to go again, this time they were going to switch positions.

#I'm (s)creaming babe holy shit #love this and that ending was deliciously sweet #fabulous job #Katsuki Bakugo smut #Izuku Midoryia smut #Izuku smut #Katsuki smut #Katsuki x reader smut #Izuku x reader smut #mha smut #my hero academia smut #katsuki bakugo smut #izuku midoryia smut #reading with kbee

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