#.🐙 anon

[frogchiro]

aghh alpha Simon makes my heart melt.

but like what about alpha Simon and you nesting?

it starts slowly. you taking a hoodie here or there. ones that haven’t been washed in weeks or ones he wore after working out.

he doesn’t notice right away because he has tons of dark clothing that lays around in the hamper waiting to be washed.

he notices when you snatch up the blanket he’s been using earlier this afternoon. having a cup of tea with a book in his large, calloused hands.

finally it becomes painfully obvious when he cannot find any of his long sleeve shirts. not in the laundry. not in the wash. nowhere.

he had a sneaking suspicion watching you scamper around the house with a slightly nervous expression on your face. but he wasn’t able to prove it until now.

and boy oh boy does it make his heart melt.

his omega curled up in a large nest full of his musky, strong scent. the whole room smells of you and him intertwined like a knot.

you’re purring away, rubbing your face into the blanket you had stolen from his room. the one he uses when it gets colder.

his alpha chirps and rumbles, happiness welling up in his chest as he stares with a soft smile.

your small chirps and trills alert him to your presence as you sleepily beckon him closer, patting the spot near you.

a silent invitation.

deep rumbles escape his lips as he slots himself perfectly against your body. watching with a fond expression as you snuggle your face against his scent gland.

his alpha beams with pride once he feels you relax like a pile of goo against his hold as he wraps his arms around your waist.

Simon silently notes in the future to buy more blankets and pillows for you to nest in.

because even if you’re absolutely fucking adorable in this nest. he still needs his clothes back.

🐙 anon

YES YES OH MY GOD ALPHA SI AND NESTING

As I mentioned in a previous post, alpha!Simon's nesting instincts are through the roof with you. Growing up he never really got to nest because he never felt safe enough to do so, and now that he has you, his omega, he can nest with you all he wants :>

He's so weirdly proud of himself when he sees you lying in the center of the well-made nest of his clothes, blankets and pillows; let's out a pleased rumble and feels himself getting warm with a sudden flood of hormones chanting at him:

"pleased. pleased. omega is happy. safe enough to nest. nest. pups?"

Simon would literally puff his chest up with delight and pride, unlike his poor mother who never nested with that motherfucker of a father out of fear, now he feels a weird sense of accomplishment like, he did it. He broke the cycle. His omega is safe.

He's suddenly ripped from his thoughts as you let out a small noise; a quiet chirp laced with sleep and happiness, inviting your alpha into your intimate space. Si can only let out another pleased rumble as he climbs into the neat circle of his clothes and more-or-less knowingly he rubs his head and neck against you and the 'walls' of the nest further scenting it and judging by the pleasured noise you let out and how you rub yourself against the bed like a happy cat he knows you like it. The various clothes and blankets are basically soaked in his strong musky scent, undeniably masculine and alpha.

Not wanting to disturb you further, Simon just plasters himself to your back, strong arms wrapped like vices around your middle and legs tangling with yours as you exchange chirps, chirrups, purrs and other pleased noises like happy mates as you two slowly drift off to sleep.

#🐙anon #as always your brain is enormous #cod x reader #simon 'ghost' riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley #alpha simon

[princessbrunette]

zombie au rafe who comes to get his revenge but only finds sweet little doe eyed you begging him not to hurt you and he doesnt know what to do with himself<333 he would be so big bad and scary until he took one look at your teary eyes and and

-🐙

i think he’d wanna manipulate u. seduce u into turning against your people and being his mole on the inside that can help him. stroking your tearful cheek with the back of his finger as he looks down on u, all big n scary with his gun tucked in his waistband and his men stood behind him obediently …..

“you know what you did, beautiful?”

“w—what?”

“sided with the pogues. now that’s—” he shakes his head, squinting. “thats bad. you’re not bad right? don’t side with murderers do you?”

“they’re not—”

“i’m talking, alright princess?”

#🐙 anon #rafe cameron prompt #apocalypse!rafe #apocalypse!au

[thegnomelord]

Ahh I love the food thing that you got asked <3 food can have such a special place in our lives it's so precious

Ya think Hound develop concerning eating habits due to Makarov? Due to the whole stressful situation

I just want someone in the 141 to cook him a meal, filled with love and care, maybe Hound is in the kitchen watching them cook it for his own security.

I just want him to have a nice meal 😔

-🐙

I do feel like Hound would have some food hoarding habits or just distrust about eating something he didn't make himself. It wouldn't be the first time he'd gotten drugged through food...

But the 141 making food communally would be a fun idea lol so here's a quick brain fart :D :

You feel out of place. Well, you're always out of place, but you feel especially out of place sitting at the table while Soap and and Gaz busy themselves by the stove, Price humming to himself to the side as he gets the mugs to make tea. Ghost sits next to you grumbling under his breath, both of you in 'time-out' — you hadn't done anything (save for not being trusted around anything sharp), it's Ghost that had gone and microwaved beans in the can. Now Johnny swears up and down the microwave is possessed.

Your eyes flicker between Soap and Gaz, watching them cook you don't even know what. The only British 'cuisine' you know of is the cremated steaks Price would sometimes make you before. . . that. But nothing the two are making smells nearly as bad as the charred hockey pucks Price would feed you and Simon.

"Hey!" Your brought out of your thoughts in time to see Kyle swat away Price's hand with his spatula. "Don't you dare cap! I'm not about to get rained on because of your bad cooking." You hadn't considered Gaz could take charge, too soft in your eyes, but you're surprised by how tight of a ship he runs when he's by the stove.

"Alright, alright." Price huffs while Ghost lets out an amused huff. He's not quite laughing, but you can see the subtle tremor of his shoulders in silent laughter.

That gets Soap to point a spoon in Ghost's direction. "Oh yer one te fockin' giggle. Mr. 'ah cursed the damn microwave with me beans'."

"Sod off." Simon grunts, but there's no edge to his words. Soap tuts, but soon enough starts off rambling about something you're not quite able to follow along to when your eyes once again focus on where their arms are, how they move, paying especially close attention any time they rest them by their sides (even though realistically you doubt they'd try to drug the same food they'd eat).

You still tense when you feel Price's hand on your back, only now noticing that you'd started hunching your back, your shoulders raised closer to your ears. "You're alright, straighten your spine, sweetheart." His voice is calm, his hand warm as he applies gentle pressure on your back until you straighten back out. "There you go, good man." He rumbles, hand going up to ruffle your hair before he pulls away before his touch can turn into stinging pain to your skin.

You blink as a plate full of food is placed in front of you. The food smells good and doesn't look like it had been cremated, made with care you don't deserve. "I. . ." You don't know why but your throat feels clogged, like someone had poured hot tar into your mouth and forced you to swallow, the collar around your throat constricting your breathing even more.

Simon's shoulder bumps into yours, "If you don't eat that I will." The childish threat makes you breathe out a small laugh.

"Aye, the bastard's like Henry the hoover, he'll eat anything." Soap supplies as he sits down opposite of you with his own plate. Though you get the impression he's talking about himself when he stabs a sausage with a fork and almost inhales the entire thing.

"Mhm," You grunt, taking the fork. "I don't doubt it." You stab a piece of black pudding. It tastes earthy, but the small coppery tang of blood sizzles down your nerves, but fuck it tastes good.

"Look at that, is it good?" Kyle chuckles as he watches your facial features shift as you swallow the food, his own face that of pride like he already knows your answer, but you nod your head all the same.

#gnome correspondence #🐙anon #x reader #cod mw2 #male reader #trinkets from the hoard #captain john price #good dog fic #Hound-reader #simon ghost riley #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #john soap mactavish x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #captain john price x male reader #kyle gaz garrick x male reader #this was pretty quick and I intend to do an extended version of this when i finally get around to writing the next chapter of Good Dog

[sluttywoozi]

em. u need to listen to me. we've all seen the recent gose and saw jeonghan and mingyu and ooooo jeonghan is THAT type of bf BUT!!!! we r all overlooking kim mingyu. mingyu who shoved his shoulder in annoyance. but mingyu who still held onto jeonghan's hand. mingyu who is a little annoyed or a little mad at you but still wants to remind you he loves you (pls write smthn like this if u can!!!)

-🐙

You're late. Again. For the fourth time this week.

That makes it the fourth time Mingyu has eaten dinner by himself and gone to bed alone. The fourth time he's had to fall asleep without your warmth next to him and your body curled up against his. Without the scent of your hair under his nose and his fingers tangled with yours. Without the person he loves most in the world by his side.

He understands that your work is important, knows that your office can't function without you, but is this deal really so pivotal that you have to be there all hours of the day?

He feels like it's been ages since he's sat across the dinner table from you and just talked, since he's gotten to be big spoon to your little as you watch a movie on the couch, since he's fallen asleep with you in his arms instead of on his mind.

And honestly, he's starting to feel a little annoyed about it.

Mingyu knows he's important to you too, knows you love him more than anything, but he's not feeling it lately.

.

It's nearing midnight when the alarm system beeps, jerking him out of a light slumber and letting him know you've finally made it home. He can hear your beleaguered steps echo throughout the apartment, noting that you skip the kitchen and dinner he'd left in the fridge for you to head straight to the bedroom.

Mingyu isn't proud of it, but he pretends to be asleep when you come in. He's not sure if you buy the act, but you brush a hand over his hair and drop a kiss to his forehead anyway before stripping your work clothes and taking a quick shower.

When you return to the bedroom, you just sit on the edge of the bed in your towel, making no moves to dry off or get dressed. It makes him peek an eye open to see if he can figure out what you're doing, and he feels the annoyance in his chest cool to a low simmer when he catches sight of you.

You look so small. Your shoulders are curved inward, your elbows on your knees and your head bowed, and the sigh you let out sounds so exhausted, it makes his heart clench.

He can be mad at you later. Right now, you need him.

So he slowly gets out of bed, knowing you feel the movement and not worrying about startling you as he kneels on the floor in front of you. Removing your hands from your face, Mingyu searches out your eyes and winces at the tears in them.

"S'wrong, baby?"

"I'm just so tired and I miss you and I'm sorry," you mumble, still avoiding his gaze.

He cups your cheeks with his palms, lightly smushing them together just to make you giggle, before assuring you, "You can rest now. I miss you too, but you'll be done soon, right?"

"Right. Tomorrow's the deadline," you cringe to yourself at those words, but shake your head, visibly clearing your mind. "And you're my boyfriend, and I love you, but I haven't really been acting like it lately, huh?"

"You're doing your best, baby."

"I promise I'll do better."

#🐙 anon you're so right #hannie was so boyf in that episode but so was mingyu #this was probably not as lighthearted as you wanted my b #✨emily answers✨ #✨emily writes✨ #seventeen fluff #mingyu fluff #kim mingyu fluff #svt fluff #svt drabbles #mingyu scenarios #mingyu angst #mingyu x reader #mingyu imagines #mingyu x y/n #mingyu #🐙 anon

[vmp3ater]

Brat taming + breeding w/ March 7th? it's been on my mind recently 😔

– 🐙anon

subbot march 7th x domtop amab reader

brat taming march 7th because she’s been nothing but a tease, all because she wants your attention. she all but whines when you thrust your cock inside of her, groaning out when her cunt flutters around you, she can’t help it when the tip of your cock drags up against her sweet spot so nicely

cumming deep inside of her, you’re sure it won’t drip out until tomorrow. she lets out a satisfied hum when she feels your cum dripping inside her, because this is what she wanted all along <3

#vmp thirsts. #march 7th thirsts. #🐙 anon. #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail x reader #sub honkai star rail #hsr smut #hsr x reader #sub hsr #march 7th #march 7th smut #march 7th x reader #sub march 7th #bottom march 7th #dom reader #top reader #amab reader

[lunicho]

just saw ur post about that other guy being a headpusher (sorry idk who he is plz feel free to tell me about him hes hot as fuck) but who do you think in bonedo is a headpusher? for me its leehan and taesan and maybe sungho when he's desperate ^^'

-🐙 anon

send bnd asks to @angeltsan

HI HI it's gunil from xdinary heroes! he's a drummer in their band and they're rlly good i recommend their music and just them in general they're hilarious,, but anywayssss

THIS IS SUNGHO AND LEEHAN SO BAD !!! sungho is such a head pusher, like to me he doesn't even have to be desperate he just really loves to ruin u, he loves to test ur limits and figure out how much u can really take so he's not that rough with pushing your head down but he'll definitely do it,, either that or he'll lift his hips up to get his cock farther down ur throat. he loves to see the tears prick at the corners of your eyes and he loves seeing how tight u squeeze ur eyes shut as u try to take more. leehan on the other hand is so cocky about it, talking about how he knows u can take more,, he's like "i've seen u take more than that, i know you can,, need my help?" and he'll grab a handful of ur hair and push u further on his length, he loves when u get all messy with it too like it turns him on so much.

#⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ bunny chats <3 #🐙 anon #౨ৎ bnd #boynextdoor smut #boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor smut imagines #boynextdoor hard thoughts #boynextdoor hard hours #bnd smut #bnd imagines #bnd smut imagines #bnd hard thoughts #bnd hard hours #boynextdoor x reader #bnd x reader #kpop smut #boynextdoor leehan smut #bnd leehan smut #leehan smut #leehan x reader #boynextdoor sungho smut #bnd sungho smut #park sungho smut #sungho smut #sungho x reader

[bleach-your-panties]

I know it got to be done! For Tamaki it always gonna get done;) I am also now going to dub you 'tamaki anon🐙💛'

D' from the 2020 ask!

❥⋱D - Dick: he’s gonna give you that Valentine’s Day D! What’s it like? (His dick, that is)

I'm sticking by what I said in 2020 - his dick is thicker at the base and gets leaner further down the shaft. Nice, pretty tip that's almost always flushed red. He still keeps his pubes trimmed, because he knows you love to go down on him. No mess down there; neat, dark indigo pubes that slightly cover his heavy balls. He cums a lot - it's cute to watch how they deflate (lol).

♥︎⋱F - Freaky: What’s his kink?

I could list many, but for now I'm going with impact play. He is a switch, so when he's subbing he likes for you to slap him (not too hard!) on his cheeks. As a dom, he will slap you on your ass, thighs, and your private. Especially the private if you're being bratty.

♥︎⋱V - Virginity: How was your first time with him? (Even if you didn’t lose it to him)

You most definitely lost your virginity to Tamaki and he lost his to you. HE WAS NERVOUS. It was your third year at UA and it kinda happened unplanned in his dorm room one night.

After an intense makeout session, you got a little handsy with him and started playing with his belt.

"W-wait, Bunny, I-I don't...I don't really know how to, ah-" He trailed off once you started massaging him through his boxers. He was already rock hard, so you smiled up at him sweetly.

"It's okay, Tama. We can learn together."

---

valentine a-z ©bleach-your-panties 2024. do not steal, repost, or upload my shit to tiktok! reblogs always welcome!

#tamaki amajiki #tamaki amajiki x reader #tamaki smut #tamaki amajiki smut #tamaki x reader smut #valentine a-z #valentine's day #valentine's day event #💗💗🍡°ask box #tamaki anon🐙💛 #byp🌹 #divider by cafekitsune #💗💗🍡°mha headcanons #💗💗🍡°mha masterlist

[gabessquishytum]

Following the cow!Hob/cat!Dream and warprize brainrot - 1689 AU?

King Hob is mentally and physically defeated when he’s bound and dragged into Dream’s throne room to be given as a gift. He’d fought as long as he could, but the final siege had left him scrawny and gaunt. Queen Eleanor and Prince Robyn had succumbed to fever so recently that his chest is still swollen with milk despite his poor condition. He’s expecting that whatever they’re going to do to him, he won’t survive much longer.

King Dream seems unimpressed with this gift from Burgess’s warmongering kingdom, but his interest is clearly piqued when he scents the fresh milk staining wet patches on Hob’s thin tunic. He beckons for the cow to be brought closer, then slashes the fabric in half with one sharp claw. Hob blushes at this latest torment - he’s already lost everything and now he’s standing in front of this court with his tits out on display.

Of course his embarrassment isn’t complete yet - King Dream leans forward and licks delicately at one plump nipple with his rough tongue and Hob moans involuntarily, deep and lowing. King Dream’s eyes flick up to meet his as he carefully takes the nipple in his mouth and suckles deeply - Hob discovers what a humiliation kink is when he realises he’s hard in his breeches. Dream drinks his fill, purring the whole time, before ordering this cow to be taken to his personal chambers.

As he’s dragged away, milk-stained tunic flapping around his bare breasts, Hob’s not so sure he’s ready for death to take him just yet - he’s got so much to live for!

🐙

Poor sweet Hob 😭😭 he's having such a rough day.

But. It gets better. Once he's deposited in the cat King's personal chambers, Hob is immediately tended to by Dream’s closest personal servants. Jessamy kindly removes his ruined and stained clothes, without any judgement towards his state of arousal. Hob is then thoroughly bathed (the servants are clearly expecting a fight over this, but Hob is not a cat - he quite enjoys his soak in the warm water). He's so sleepy by that point, but then he's served a lovely dinner (the cat people do at least realise that Hob is a strict vegetarian) and of course he's starving, so he foregos sleep in favour of eating his fill for the first time in many months.

Dream comes to his chambers and finds his new cow companion spread out and snoring on the royal bed. This brings a smile even to the King's face, and he dismisses the servants silently before climbing up onto the bed and curling around Hob. Despite the recent hardships Hob is still pleasingly soft and Dream purrs in contentment as he settles in for the night.

Next morning Hob wakes to the familiar sensation of a hungry mouth at his teat, and he almost imagines that he's back with Eleanor and Robyn... but he quickly remembers the true circumstances. Its not so bad though. Soft, warm paws are kneading gently against Hob’s thighs, and it's like a nice massage. It's not long before Hob is hard again, and this time there's nothing to preserve his dignity. One of those soft paws moves upwards, and all two soon Hob’s cock in being thoroughly petted by Dream. And the king doesn't stop sucking away on his tits until there's nothing left to give.

Hob discovers that now, his purpose is to sate the cat King's thirst. No longer a king in his own right, he exists only to please Dream. And yet, there's something rather freeing about that. Not to mention, Dream seems to be generous, and fascinated by Hob’s pleasure... perhaps he'll be more than just a source of milk for the King after all...

#🐙 anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw lactation #cw humiliation #cw hybrids #cow hob

[pfhwrittes]

https://www.tumblr.com/pfhwrittes/739087985055809536/a-quick-little-something-for-dealing-drugs-and

Could you add to this at all?

I’m not sure if you do anons but if you do and If it’s available could I be- 🐙?

(I’m 19 years old)

hi anon, of course you can be 🐙 (also thank you for specifying your age, that's very sweet of you but not necessary. i'm going to trust my anons that they're over 18)

gosh lets see what i can pull up as a follow up for this post. i'll have to dig into my murky memories to see if i can remember where it was going (or maybe to drag up some inspiration).

TW: unspecified intoxication, nausea mention (but no vomit), dubcon touching (johnny doesn't ask before touching the reader character, and the reader character can't consent anyway).

pairing: john mactavish x female reader --

you're sat on the kitchen floor, cool tiles bleeding the slightly feverish heat from your body, propping yourself up against the cabinet behind you. you stomach roils and you take a careful breath through your nose.

"y'alright there, hen?"

you blink open your eyes hazily, not entirely sure when they dropped closed, to look up at one of the men from the living room. did he follow you? where's your friend? you swallow and shake your head carefully. the kitchen blurs and spins around you so you close your eyes again.

"easy, easy. don't want ye makin' yerself sick now."

you feel two calloused palms cradle your face, a thumb strokes your cheekbone lightly sending a burst of heat and static up into your temple.

"m'gonna be sick." you manage to slur out through numb lips but the hands don't pull away.

"naw, yer no'. just need a drink of water is all, hen." one of the hands moves away from your hot face and you feel something cool and smooth nudge your lower lip. you blink your rolling eyes open so you can focus on the glass of water - is it water? - under your nose.

the man tilts your head back slightly and you sip carefully. the water washes away the slightly sour taste in your mouth and you hum to let this helpful stranger know you're done for now.

"good girl, well done." your helpful stranger practically purrs at you as he removes the glass from your lips. you feel his thumb swipe at a bead of water in the corner of your mouth and your world tilts slightly on its axis again. maybe you should ask him to stop touching you now, but you feel like you'll shatter into pieces without the anchor of his palm on your cheek and the thumb that's now resting on your bottom lip.

"is that right?" he asks sounding amused. oh, you must've mumbled some of that out loud. you blink at your stranger, wondering if his eyes really are that blue. who is he anyway? did he follow you? where's your friend?

"'m johnny. i saw you go out into the kitchen. your friend..." he pauses briefly and you're fascinated by the way his lips twitch as he contemplates the words he wants to say. you want to touch the stubble on his jaw. "is a wee bit busy at the moment. so i thought i'd better check on you."

you hum, you know what busy means. and oh, you must've asked him your questions out loud again. you don't know if that's a good thing so you close your heavy eyelids again. maybe that will help you keep your thoughts inside your head.

"hey, c'mon hen. you cannae fall asleep here." johnny taps your lip to get your attention. "let's get you somewhere more comfortable."

you mumble something half formed and garbled about not wanting to see whatever it is your friend is doing with the other men in the living room and johnny huffs a quiet laugh.

"naw, naw. c'mon i'll put you up in my room, how does that sound?"

that sounds pretty good. so you let johnny manoeuvre your uncooperative body upwards and trust him to guide you out of the kitchen in your haze.

you miss whatever he says to the hulking figure in the doorway as you focus on keeping your feet in contact with the floor but you're very aware of the way his hand on your waist burns like a brand.

somewhere in the back of your mind a tiny shrill voice warns you about something before it gets washed away. maybe you'll remember after having a lie down.

-- taglist: @kaadaaan

#dealing drugs and feelings #pfh answers #🐙 anon #tw drug mention #tw nausea mention #tw dubcon #female reader #john mactavish x female reader #here you go anon! i hope you like it! #also guys: please be careful if you're getting fucked up. stick with your friends and don't mix drugs and alcohol please #jm

[kaionyx]

I’m so sorry but I couldn’t help but touch myself to your blog. The more I scrolled the more it was harder to resist when I could feel myself dripping down to my thighs for you. I swear I can be a good puppy, just wanna be bred so badly.

and I know you have so many anons but even after this I can’t help but feel a little shy 🐙

Aw no need to apologize sweetheart, I know my big words tend to dumb down little puppies like you. It’s just so easy slipping your hand down between your legs and humping yourself braindead to my posts, isn’t it love? Just letting all those dumb thoughts melt away while you scroll deeper into my blog. It’s not your fault though, even good pups can’t help but to turn into desperate little whores when they see enough of my words.

#ftm ns/fw #t4t ns/fw #🐙 anon #nsft asks

[frogchiro]

🐙 here!

love monster!simon

imagine waking up with him on a lazy Sunday morning. you wake up with all the blankets pushed to the floor. why would you even need them?

bc Simon is literally your own personal heater.

he rumbles every time you nuzzle right under his chin. his arms feel like they sear into your body because he’s so warm and it’s so cold.

he will purposely purr and chuff at you to make sure you don’t leave. he gives you a small pout and you’re suddenly back in bed when you were trying to leave.

he takes the time to slowly scent you. rubbing the tip of his nose over your throat and nipping at the area between your shoulder blades. he’s just so excited that you’re here with him. in his nest. letting him scent you.

may or may not lead to soft sweet lazy sex in the morning just because you smell so good. and it’s even better when you smell like him.

monster!simon who absolutely adores you and won’t let you leave the nest for the day because it isn’t safe. stay here. with him 🥺

HELLO OCTOPUS!! this is way overdue too but I keep rereading it from time to time and I absolutely adore monster Si ;;

And he adores lazy days off! Especially when he's back from deployment and he needs to 'recharge' and what way could possibly better than spending the whole time glued to your side!

fem!reader, nsfw but it's really nothing big and incredibly fluffy <3

Since he's a monster, a creature, entity, eldricht being; whatever you call it, he sees you as his mate, someone who cares for him and he cares for in return, and his version of caring is keeping you in your nest where its drowning in his scent and he knows it's safe! He'll loudly voice his displeasure if you try and move away from him in the morning, chuffs and rumbles leaving his maw as he just hugs you impossibly closer, hooking his leg over yours and fully encompassing you with his massive body.

Scenting and marking is also incredibly important to him; what better way than to show everyone that you belong to him than having you drown is his scent and bite marks litter your throat and chest. Will absolutely melt into and eldricht horror pile of goo if your nuzzle under his stubbled chin and neck OR lick his cheek <3

Also soft possessive lovemaking in the morning is his favorite thing ever <3 It definitely won't be his usual rough domineering pace meant to release pent up stress or the heat induced brain clouding fog telling him to breed. Oh no, it will be overwhelmingly soft and slow, big strong hips moving lazily against yours, heavy cock thrusting slowly into your aching pussy and his knot just teasing against your enterance, your soft moans intertwining with Simon's pleased purrs and chirps and deep rumbles, his long tongue sneaking out from between his razor sharp teeth to lick at your cheek; a large monster soothing his sated happy mate <3

#🐙anon #hbfuebgfev I love him <333 #cod x reader #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #ghost call of duty #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader

[princessbrunette]

frat! rafe from your previous post but he sees you flirting with some dude and all but loses it because you were drooling all over HIM ten minutes ago and he just cant be having that

- 🐙

goddddd

you’re def doing it to rile him up a little because once your head had cleared you’d realised the whole ‘i’ll think about it’ thing was something u just can’t let slide !! so you make sure you’re in rafes line of vision, smiling up all sweet n touchy with some guy you couldn’t care less about.

rafe plays it cool, even though he’s burning inside — sidles right up to your side and slides an arm round you waist, giving the guy you’re flirting with a little warning smile n nod. “hey, man.” he drawls before turning his attention to you. “oh, you know — you got a little…” he licks his thumb and brings it to your face, wiping right beside your mouth. “i guess my aim was a little off. think you swallowed the rest though, right?” he furrows his brows, tilts his head and you freeze. he did not.

his gaze returns to the guy, blinking a couple of times at his surprised expression as he stitches two and two together. “the hell are you still here for?” is all he needs to hum in that low nasally voice and the poor guy is scurrying off— not wanting to get in trouble with the frat president. rafe smiles, greedily eyeing you for a sec before stepping back— never one to let you win. “you’re welcome, yeah?”

#🐙 anon #rafe cameron prompt #fratboy!rafe

[thegnomelord]

"the man you knew is dead, you killed him"

GNOME IM GONNA STRANGLE YOU WITH MY 8 LIMBS.

no but fr tho I'm a big loser when it comes to angst and like AaUAUSYRRRRGGGHH

Your comfort fluff fic with hound and the 141 and the hound in the shirt in price im

Altered my DNA it was that good I'm so

I feel like Hound won't be able to trust Price 100% like he used to and that's so augggggg

5W+1H Hound trusting Price like aurh

But I feel like whenever we get to that point where Hound can finally look at Price with something other than void n emptiness n shit it's gonna be so sweet

-🐙 (sorry for submitting so much I'm just obsessed)

It's fine octo! Ya'll are just fuelling my hyperfixation and helping me come up with more ideas for the fic lol.

I can just imagine when Hound finally looks at Price, really looks, it's at his lowest point, maybe after something traumatic, and he doesn't know who to trust or what's 'right' and just gets overwhelmed, chest and shoulders trembling and eyes stinging to hold back your emotions because you're Hound damn it, you're not allowed to cry like this, crying won't get you anything, you need to be strong.

But big, ugly sobs break through your resolve. And Price is there, gentle hands pulling you down into a hug. And you just break, hugging him tightly and cry into his shoulder, trying to get out 'I'm sorry's through your hiccups, his shirt getting drenched in your tears and snot.

And Price is just soothingly rubbing your back, muttering "It's okay, you can do it, let it out."

#WHAHAHAHA I'LL MAKE YA'LL SUFFER WITH THE FIC #AND MYSELF SINCE I"M A WHIMP #gnome's tea break #gnome correspondence #cod mw2 #male reader #x reader #captain john price #captain john price x reader #captain john price x male reader #🐙anon #good dog fic #Hound-reader

[fatuismooches]

HEHE HAIHAI SMOOCHES ITS ME ANON WHO CANT STOP THINKING ABT FAILURE AND DELTA SEGMENTS SINCE U ASKED SO NICELY U SHALL RECIEVE MORE BRAINROTS thud time a cute little imagine? scenario? (i have no idea hut we roll) with failure segment

Since this segment doesn’t acknowledge anyone other than fragile!reader (and prime i think) i imagine that when the agents are assigned with tasks related to this segment, they feel immense reluctance.. but worry not! fragile!reader to the rescue!

Imagine one of the times where reader is sat on his table, trapped between his arms as he stares at them (this is a regular occurrence atp), an unlucky fatui agent assigned to retrieve something from this segments’ office comes in and asks for said thing, they get ignored as usual, so fragile! reader, being the kind and gentle soul they are take it upon themselves to help them, since theyre the only person this segment would willingly listen to without facing any difficulties.

So the reader repeats the agents’ question but less nervously and in a more softer tone, they stroke his cheeks with their thumbs as he gets lost in the soft glint in their eyes, and almost as if hypnotised, he nods along to the sound of their lovely voice and in a voice so low he answers the reader, then points to the direction of said object the agent was assigned to get. The agent takes it and walks off (almost darts out tbh), and reader just kisses the segment as thank you, i imagine he keeps his half lidded eyes open whenever fragile!reader presses their lips against his, but just for a couple of seconds, i like to think he mainly does this to memorize the feeling of the moment, how soft their lips feel, the way you look so content kissing him, the feeling of your hands on his cheeks (how they’re no longer as cold as he remembers them to be when you were in a comatose state), the feeling of yearning and love in his chest, etc.

And only then does he closes his eyes shut to enjoy the moment even more.

And then when you try to pull away, he doesn’t let you. He lightly places a hand under your chin and a hand on the back of your neck and pulls you back for a peck, a peck turns into two, then he goes in for thirds and fourths and its like he can’t get enough of the sweet taste of your lips (honestly none of the segments nor Dottore himself can get enough). I know it was stated that this segment doesnt initiate physical affection since he’s content with watching you go about your day from afar, but i like to imagine that although occasionally, he sometimes reciprocates double the affection you give him, its like he’s lost control of his own movements and moves in a trance. And then reader can’t take anymore because of how flustered and breathless they feel and immediately bury their face in the crook of his neck, with their arms wrapped tight around him as he sigh in contentment.

Their face burns even more when he absentmindedly murmurs in that voice of his about the feel of their lips as if he was documenting checkup results so close to their ear.

hehe this was fun to write but i did not beta read at sll :3c can i be 🐙 anon pretty pleasr C:

(x) Although being asked to speak to any of the segments is a challenging task for the average person, Zeta is a special case. Each segment is unique in their own way, perhaps loud and crazy, or calm yet intimidating, but at least they can communicate with their underlings. Zeta, on the other hand, has very little contact with the regular Fatuis, only capable of working in solitude considering his state of mind. Most agents are forced to return empty-handed and instead fetch another segment to help. He's not seen very often either - it's either Prime's office, his office, the hallways to and from, and maybe his room. So Zeta certainly isn't a segment one would want to deal with, especially since his ticks and likes are vastly unknown to the general Fatui... (the handbook is severely lacking in this area...)

But despite the air around Zeta, you weren't scared off in the slightest, and of course, found yourself snuggling with him in due time. His general demeanor was far different from the other segments but that wasn't an issue, you found it endearing but also quite sad at how gently he treated you as if you were glass that was just about to break... you wanted to try and show him how you were still stronger than that! (Despite your frail health.)

You didn't expect helping him with his job to be part of spending time with him, but you're not mad. Rather, you find it a bit cute how he's willing to listen and indulge your wishes. (The handbook definitely has a rule like - [Name] 100% has magic powers. Definitely an angel bestowed upon us.) Meanwhile, Zeta has no issue with this, in fact, he finds it reminiscent of all the times you used to ask favors from him, when you used to rely on him for anything and everything. So now that finally you're awake, alive, smiling, he wants you to rely on him again. (Though he does find it a bit annoying how nice you are to these agents, he'd prefer to help you with your own requests...)

You can never really predict when Zeta will have one of those days when he needs to kiss you all over, and although it catches you off guard you will never not reciprocate. You know how long he's had to watch you be motionless, and you need to make up for that time. It's also kind of funny because while all the other segments fluster you on purpose, Zeta doesn't realize it sometimes.

#smooches talks #🐙 anon #fragile reader <3 #dottore love notes <3 #crying sobbing #DELICIOUS 🐙 ANON DELICIOUS.

[gabessquishytum]

Inspired by this: https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3FQ1pJiJAp/

Hob is the resident chef on a daytime TV show; Dream and Johanna are the main presenters. Usually Dream is the consummate professional, completely deadpan in the face of Hob and Johanna’s shenanigans and ad libs that skirt the boundaries of what’s acceptable for a live lunchtime broadcast. But when Hob follows through on losing his bet about whether the two of them will win a prestigious TV award, Johanna’s the one to keep her cool. Dream, on the other hand, can’t string more than two words together, his pale complexion turned bright pink as he valiantly fights to keep his eyes above Hob’s neck.

He fails. Spectacularly. He’s never going to live this moment down. But that’s ok, because Hob makes sure to find him after the live broadcast to check he’s ok. And maybe invite him over for a home-cooked meal as an apology?

🐙 anon

Does Hob also have a little wooly "sock" to keep his dick warm? 😄😄 I bet he knitted it himself.

At first Hob thinks that Dream is like, really offended by him being full frontal naked, because he turns bright red and doesn't even seem able to speak. But Hob soon realises that it's arousal, not anger, that's causing his poor colleague to do an impression of a stammering tomato. Hob thinks it's the cutest thing ever, and he's definitely going to capitalise on the whole situation. He's had a crush on Dream forever, but he's such an ice Prince, he never imagined that Dream could like him back...!

Poor Dream can't believe that that just happened to him on live television. Maybe it's time to retire to an island where he'll never be seen again... of course Hob won't let that happen. He corners Dream (fully clothed) and nags him until he agrees to going home with Hob for wine and commiserations. Hob has promised not to laugh at him.

Why would he laugh, when he fully intends to seduce Dream? To cook him a simple, flavourful meal paired with a nice wine, to rub his poor tense shoulders. To run his fingers through Dream’s cotton-soft hair and tell him how beautiful he is? He'll press Dream gently into the couch and kiss the surprised little "oh" out of his mouth until he melts and purrs under Hob’s hands.

Hob can't wait to see how far that pretty blush goes down Dream’s neck and chest. Dream’s seen him naked, now it's Hob’s turn - and maybe he'll even knit a little black "sock" for Dream, if he's a very good boy 😉

#🐙 anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft

[sc0tters]

feel like her brothers specifically luke and jack end up seeing how much gracie adores elias, like letting him do the little things that she always did her self and never let anyone else, or how much she loves to be toi hung him

-🐙

hi 🐙 hope you’re doing well!

Luke had to watch his twin with her boyfriend and at first he wanted to be mad but Gracie was clearly in love with him. Gracie has finally learnt how to accept someone else doing things for her. Even if it is for these minor things like getting her water or tying her shoelaces Elias just loves being able to do it for her and for that Gracie won’t complain.

For Quinn the trio was good too as he could really see how much they loved each other “who would have thought our sister would be the one whipped.” Jack couldn’t help but laugh as he watched Elias tuck you both under a blanket as the camp fire roared in front of you “she’s kind of sweet when she’s clingy.” Quinn smiled as he hadn’t seen the duo leave each others side in days.

#🐙 anon #Elias x gracie #pettersson x hughes sister au!