#tw: babytrapping

[merakiui]

Helloooo! I’d like to order a flower bouquet + strawberry ice cream from the misc. menu as well as some lemon squares + custard donuts from the midnight menu for Scaramouche <3

yandere!scaramouche x (gender neutral) reader cw: yandere, nsfw, dub-con, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, friends with benefits, forced pregnancy/baby-trapping (no pronouns; reader has a pussy), modern college au note - thank you for checking in, dearest guest! enjoy your order! [lunar love hotel]

You’re writing a paper.

Sitting at your desk, scrolling through clothes online, you wonder if your meager paycheck will cover the shipping costs. This is all research. Research that is very necessary in the paper-drafting process, of course! You click on an outfit just as Scaramouche looks up from his phone.

Correction. You’re trying to write a paper.

“Great progress. I can really see the thought you put into this.”

“I’m envisioning it as we speak.”

“Yeah? Doesn’t seem to be getting you anywhere.” He sets his phone down and leans closer. “Last I checked you’re not writing about clothes.”

“Last I checked,” you say, mocking him, “I didn’t ask for commentary. Don’t you have anything better to do?” 

A smug smile sharpens on his face. “I can think of a few things.”

Groaning, you shove him away. “No way. Not today.”

“Why not? It didn’t seem to bother you that last time when we did it before your lecture. You were so out of it you didn’t want me to leave you alone. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

“Not my fault I was tired! Don’t tell me you’ve never said and done stupid things when you’re running on three hours of sleep.”

“Not once,” he declares, looking quite proud. As if it’s some grand achievement. Does he want an award? “And even if I was, I wouldn’t be reduced to sugary, sappy putty.”

“I called you ‘sweetheart’ once by mistake. Get over it.”

Scaramouche rests his elbow on the desk, his cheek in his hand. “I don’t think I want to.”

Shutting your laptop, you turn in your chair to face him. “And I don’t think I want to fuck you today.”

“You don’t have to.”

“Oh, you’re gonna do all the work?”

“That’s the plan. Be grateful I’m so good to you,” he teases, leaning closer and closer until—

You block your lips before he can capture them. “I really can’t today. Paper aside, I don’t have any protection and I’m not on birth control right now.”

“It doesn’t have to be inside.” He sits back in his chair, exuding casual confidence. “Unless you want to risk it.”

You try to put enough ice in your glare, but it melts quickly. You really shouldn’t. It’s not a safe day. You really, really shouldn’t…

Scaramouche raises a brow, waiting for your reply.

Despite everything, you’re wheedled into it anyway. You’re not even sure what you want. Is it yes or no? It’s been months since you fell into this arrangement with him—the campus’s infamous lone wolf who goes out of his way to make himself unapproachable. Or, according to your friends, he’s more of a lonely stray cat in need of a friend. Scaramouche had scoffed when you told him that.

Your friends are idiots, he said with a scowl. It only made him look even more like a grumpy cat in need of companionship. Not that you’d ever tell him that. It would only serve to stoke the flames of his ire.

But right now, looking up at him while he ruts into you, sweat sticking in all the right places, his hair falling over his eyes, you’re inclined to agree with that observation. There’s a depth to his gaze that draws you in, a sad glimmer hiding behind the ardor. There’s never been any attachment outside of the bedroom. You’re not even sure if he considers you a friend.

Still, you wonder…

“Scara, do you—” You cut yourself off with a startled gasp, your nails curling into his shoulders. He’s holding you down by your hips, fucking into you like the world’s about to end. “S-Slow down. Wait, I—aah—oh!”

He sucks in a staggered breath through grit teeth, his jaw set firmly. “You’re never going to leave me.”

Your brain stalls out, and suddenly you’re not sure how to respond. He doesn’t lessen the brutal pace at which he thrusts, so you’re forced to piece together a half-coherent answer amidst your groans.

“N-Not anytime soon—mmh… Why? What’s up?”

Scaramouche lifts his head from your neck. A strange smile turns the corners of his lips up. “It’s not a question. I wasn’t giving you a choice.”

You blink back at him, lust-drunk and dazed. The horror edges in, slow and steady like invasive rot. It isn’t until he’s pinning your legs up by your ears to force you into another position that the implication finally catches up to you. You claw at his back with weak strokes, babbling futile protests against his mouth. In response, his cock throbs inside of you, pressed so deep in this position you fear the repercussions. He kisses you with much the same force, insistent on driving you into the mattress—on pinning you here until you finally submit. Until the last of your resolve withers away, stamped out and replaced with something agreeable.

“Even if you wanted to,” he says around a shaky laugh, seeming positively deranged, “you couldn’t.”

You think you should be worried, but you’re so stunned with this development that your brain can’t keep up. Embarrassingly, you cum with a strangled sort of cry, your pussy clenching tight. He hisses through his teeth, fucks you through the high of your orgasm, and then falls with you, his own climax fast like a flash.

You’re panting in the aftermath. What just happened?

Scaramouche keeps you plugged with his cock for as long as he possibly can before he’s sliding out, flaccid and spent. For now, you suspect, for there will certainly be more later if your wits aren’t about you by then.

“Pill,” you mumble, voice hoarse from crying. You shake him, hoping he’ll climb off of you and get to it. “Scaraaa…”

Oddly, for someone who never shows any vulnerability, he clings. “We’ve got time. I’ll get it. Don’t worry.”

You don’t believe him. Not when his hand strays to your stomach. His palm brushes over the area once. He sighs, wholly satisfied.

“We’ve got time…”

Nine months of it, in fact. But that goes unspoken. If not today, there’s always tomorrow. You know he won’t rest until then. Neither will you. Your heart is too big, too soft, for that lonely stray cat, and part of you wonders if he knows that.

#yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere scaramouche #yandere scaramouche x reader #n/sfw #tw: dubcon #tw: forced pregnancy #tw: babytrapping #lunar love hotel 2023

[justadeadreaper]

okay so I'm curious- puptrapping you say? That you'd need another post to go into? I'd like to encourage this please

Puptrapping?

You want to hear about puptrapping, you say?

Anon, your wish is my command.

Just so you know, this is like you encouraging a crack addict by finding them a new dealer. I am not joking because this is my obsession at this point, but I do encourage you to send in more asks about Omega!Makarov or ideas you want me to write about because I will. I never originally thought of puptrapping; instead, it was my dear friend @frogchiro who said that she thought he would based on a comment I made about him tying you down to make sure you cum in him. Also, do thank @frogchiro because she helped me form these ideas in our late-night rants, and she is my biggest encourager.

Now that I have written this, I am tempted to write about Omega!Makarov with pups or a fic based on this idea if anyone wants it.

Obvious warnings for puptrapping (omegaverse version of babytrapping) and all the shit that goes with it, Omega!Makarov spiking your drink with an omegaverse version of Viagra (that sounds so fucking weird), but also a big misunderstanding between Omega!Makarov and reader.

This whole idea is based on it being a misunderstanding. Omega!Makarov is a feared man; no one even knows he is an omega; you were only allowed that grace of knowledge due to being his alpha -specifically chosen for being the most desired for your size and strength-. Knowing how secretive he was about his second gender, you presumed that he would never want pups as it would reveal his identity to the world, and he could not have that, could he? Hell, you did not even think he loved you; he only used you to satisfy his natural instincts that come with being an omega so that he would not be on a constant edge from having his subconscious desires not be fulfilled. You enforced the rule around using some form of protection as you did not want to force or pressure him into having pups that he would never want in a million years.

But oh, you poor, dumb alpha. How wrong could you be?

Omega!Makarov is infatuated with you. As soon as he saw you, he knew that you had to be his; no one else would be able to satisfy him after he saw you. Yes, he may be a cruel, heartless man but he loves you in his own special way and let me tell you he loves you with all his heart! He genuinely does! Now, being that he loves you so much, it is only natural that he wants your pups; it is only made worse by him being an omega and having the natural instincts to breed and have pups that poor omegas like him have. He knew he wanted pups from a young age, even if he knew that he did not love like a normal person does. Another part of him wanting to have pups is his own relationship with his father. A narcissistic, bullheaded alpha that abused Makarov and his poor brother for being omegas, Makarov had to watch as his poor mother was abused for not giving that asshole the alpha sons he desperately wanted. His father was never nice to him; he was a horrid father who chickened out at the last minute instead of suffering the consequences of his actions. Makarov does not want to be like that; he instead wants to be the best father he can be and have as many pups as he can to shove it to the old man who damaged him so much, to embrace the one thing his father abused him for and always forced him to hide.

So, for you to say that you need to use birth control? That is the biggest insult to him! Do you not love him? Do you not think he is a good enough omega to have your pups? Are you just using him to get yourself off? Are you planning on just dropping him off one day? Why do you not feel like him? He wants your pups so badly, why do you not want to give them to him?

He damn near hissed at you for suggesting such a thing, but he decided to hold his tongue as he knows he will get his way, he always has.

Now it just. depends on what type of birth control you force him to use for what he does to still be able to have your pups.

Condoms? Expect every single one to have multiple puncture holes from the set of pins that used to belong to his mother. Small enough for you not to notice but just big enough to allow enough cum to come through to give him a nice litter of pups. But that is only if you are stupid enough to allow him to be the only one to supply the condoms or allow him to be around the box by himself for longer than two minutes. If you buy them and never let him near them, you can be sure that those things will rip because, for some reason, your knot was a lot bigger than it normally is causing the condom to rip.

Birth control? He is lying about being on it. The prescription he showed you was a fake he forced a poor pharmacist to make as the pills inside that he showed you were nothing more than sugar pills mixed with the omegaverse version of Viagra known as an Amplifa that helps people knot while also increasing their fertility that he forced the drug dealers he hires to make. Each day, he will take them in front of you, knowing that they do not work. But if you are the one to supply the pills, then he is finding any pill or herb known to man to counteract it so that the birth control fails.

The Amplifa he uses to spike your drink and his own have a few side effects. I imagine omegas to have a reverse knot to match an alpha’s knot, which means they are doubly bonded. How it works is by inflating the sides of the passage like how, for an alpha, the base inflates to lock inside; it is to make sure that the alpha is being milked of all their cum and that the omega is too tight for the alpha to pull out. Since both he and you have been spiked with it, it causes your knot to inflate beyond the point of it being pulled out while he is too tight that it hurts to try and pull out. It also makes the knots last for hours upon hours instead of the normal half an hour to an hour, as it makes you cum so much. Not to mention it makes you incredibly more horny so you could fuck for longer.

With everything prepared, he has sex with you.

Once you are close to cumming he leg locks you making sure you can not push him off as you cum. Your knot inflating inside him as he milks you dry, all while he is still moving his hips in a specific motion to cause more friction that stimulates you and makes you hard yet again. Wiggling his hips and whining as you have yet another orgasm while the two of you are stuck together as his reverse knot will just not let go. Watching as his tummy begins to form a bump already as it grows from how much cum you have stuffed inside of it with every orgasm. He puts on the “I’m innocent, I swear!” act; he uses all the manipulation tactics he knows, the fake tears, the lies, the everything. He is just a simple omega who was trying to enjoy sex with his alpha; he has no idea what is going on. Whining over how worried he is since with this much cum he is most definitely already pregnant, even if you were being safe. All of this while he continues to move his hips as you cum once more.

And as soon as you are asleep from exhaustion and overstimulation he is gently caressing his stomach as he purrs. He can already imagine the litter of pups he will be having in a few months and how much of a happy family you all will be...

#tw: babytrapping #tw: puptrappping #omegaverse cod #omega!makarov #omegaverse #alpha!reader #makarov x reader #call of duty #cod #vladimir makarov #cod makarov #call of duty makarov #tw: tampered protection #tw: tampered birth control #tw: drink spiking #tw: drugging

[ilygetou]

C0V3T0U$. | ft. getō suguru.

synopsis: your very toxic ex, getou suguru, came back to your life, but with a different plan in my mind. 

pairing: possessive! ex-boyfriend! geto suguru x fem! reader

content + warning: corruption kink, hints of size kink, forced breeding, very toxic getou, degradation (slut, bitch, whore), dacryphilia, cheating, babytrapping, manipulative getou, there is no plot tbh just porn (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧.

note. IAJSAJ TYSM FOR 300+ FOLLOWERS<33 so close to 400 (*´ω｀*).

“you c-can’t!…we c-can't!” you try to tell geto, to make him stop, to make him leave you alone. “yes we can!”p geto says in an aggressive tone, you felt your body starts to shake, geto got close to you, you felt his breath tickle your face.

“suguru…please s-stop…!” you tried to tell him again, “can you shut the fuck up? stop being so fucking dramatic! just because we broke up doesn’t mean we can't do it!” geto says, particularly yelling, you felt tears form in the corner of your eyes, “i have a boyfriend suguru!”

geto felt his heart drop, his eyes also widened “stop lying y/n!” you start tearing up, “I'm not lying…i swear!” geto stared at you for a couple of seconds then suddenly pins you to the wall.

his face suddenly softens, “it's okay sweetheart, he won’t know, he doesn’t have to know, now stop crying, i promise i’ll be gentle, ‘kay?” suguru switches to his fake nice persona, just so you could believe him.

and you being so dumb & naive, you believed him, that’s what suguru likes about you, he likes how you fall for the dumbest stuff so easily, you were just so dumb and cute.

suguru suddenly pulls you into a kiss, it stared off gently, getou kissing your soft lips, till he pushed his tongue into your mouth, both of your tongues intertwined, leaving you breathless, you tried to pull away but getou wasn’t letting you.

till suguru finally saw how your face turned into a dark shade of red, he pulled away, a string of salvia still connected you both, you were coughing and panting as getou just watched.

after a whole minute of you just coughing, getou suddenly holds your chin, making you look at him,”y/n look it hurts so much...can you help me?” getou said before he placed your hands on his bulge. 

you gulped before slowly nodding your head, suguru smirked before he unbuckled his pants, tugging his underwear, just enough for you to have a good look at his throbbing cock.

it does look like it's in a lot of pain, the veins running along the length, the red tip, & the slimy head already shone with precum.

suguru noticed the way you were eyeing his cock, a slight smile appeared on the black-haired man's face, "what're you waiting for? suck it already" he spoke to which you nodded your head to.

you hesitantly got on your knees, you started stroking suguru's cock, starting with the tip rubbing it with your thumb.

suguru let out a shaky sigh as you slid your thumb through his leaking slit, "fuck" he cursed as you moved your hand back on his length, slowly jerking him off.

once you fully took him in your mouth, suguru let out a quiet gasp, your tongue circling around his tip, suguru began thrusting his hips up into your mouth, forcing you to take him deeper.

He coughed up to cover a moan, you sped up your movements, hollowing your cheeks as you sucked him harder.

suguru let out a loud groan, as he came deep into your throat, once suguru pulled out you were coughing, trying to regain your breath.

suguru was panting before he bent you on one of the tables in your apartment, you gasped at his sudden action but decided not to say anything.

he tucked down your shorts, suguru got a good look at your ass & your white panties that had an wet damp on them, suguru chuckled, "sucking me off got you that turned on? expected from a former slut."

he rubbed his thumb on your clothed cunt, making you gasp, he loved the way your pussy was trying to suck his fingers in despite the fabric covering it.

once suguru moved your panties to the side, you were hit with cold air from your apartment, suguru spread your pussy lips apart & gave it an experimental lick, making you yelp in surprise.

"taste good as always" suguru coos, he started sliding his cock up & down your wet folds, teasing your hole, making you let out small whimpers.

"s-suguru..." you let out a cry from getous teasing, "what do you want y/n? i won't understand if all you're going to say is my name," suguru said as he continued sliding his dick against your folds.

"s-suguru...want your dick in me..! please fuck me suguru!" geto leaned back as he dragged his cock down slowly, staring at your repulsed face as he spread his sticky pre down your vulva until he was lined up with your hole.

geto grips your hair & brings you close to his face, pulling you into a kiss before he suddenly slams his hips against yours, his dick already so deep inside of you.

you couldn't help but let out a moan in the middle of the kiss, making geto bite on your tongue, suguru thrusts were rough & fast making you tear up a bit.

once suguru let you go, your chin was dripping with yours & suguru's salvia, your tears-stained face made the scene so much better.

suguru's hair was covering his right eye, as he rammed into you at a rapid speed, hitting your womb over & over again.

every time you tightened around suguru's length, he would let out a muffled moan, "s-stop clenching on my dick," suguru started pinching your clit, teasing it till you let out a loud moan, "suguruuu–! s' too much-!!"

"you can't help it can you? you can't help but turn into a whole slut once my dick is inside of you," your tears & cries of pleasure makes suguru go crazy, fuck you're so beautiful like this, you look so beautiful with his dick inside of you.

"hnn...! s-suguru 'm close–!" suguru smirked, his thrusts becoming slower & sloppier, teasing your cunt as you whine for him to go faster.

"s-shit...! want to cum on your ex-boyfriend's cock? c'mon baby, milk my cock already..." suguru says before he fastens his thrusts, hitting your g-spot till you came on his dick, loud moans following right after.

milking his cock fully, that it was covered with your white fluids, "fuck– what a fucking whore...what do you think your boyfriend would say if he found out that another man made you cum? on his dick too..." you couldn't control your tears, fat tears stained your cheeks as suguru continued his degrading.

"don't cry...i told you it'll be fine right?" suguru's thrusts became slow & gentle as he caressed your cheeks, but he's not going to lie, he loved it when you cry while having sex, it's his favorite part, you crying while he fucked you & filled you full of his seeds.

"fuck fuck-! 'think 'm close shittt...!" Suguru's cock throbbed & twitched as he continued his rough thrusts, his heavy balls that were filled with his seeds slapping your ass with every thrust.

"'m gonna breed this cute cunt, 'gonna fill you up with my cum & get you pregnant," you immediately start shaking your head in disapproval, there is no way you're going to get pregnant with his kids!

"n-noo! s-suguru stop please!" a groan left suguru as he came deep inside your womb, his warm seeds filling up your womb. he made sure to cum really deep so it doesn't drip out.

once you felt getou pull out, you started crying again, "shh... it's okay everything is going to be alright" suguru kissed your forehead in an attempt to comfort you, "you're going to break up with your boyfriend, & we're gonna be happy together with our kids, i promise i won't leave you 'kay?"

you stared at suguru, he had a small smile on his face, reassuring his words, you thought about it for a second & then nodded your head, suguru pulled you into a hug, he had a huge smirk on his face as if his plan worked.

you're finally his again.

#Tw: non con breeding #Tw: babytrapping #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader #geto smut #getou suguru x reader #getou x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu geto #geto x y/n #jjk smut

[miupow]

cw. toxic!soobin, insecure chubby!reader, breeding/baby trapping, pregnant!reader, lactation,

ok i think this is all within ur guidelines but ofc feel free to ignore if anything makes u uncomfy as it is pretty toxic in my humble vanilla ass’ opinion.

but toxic!soobin who finally found someone naive and insecure enough to make them stay. basically everything he said was a lie. every i love you, im wearing protection, i’ll pull out…lies.

the thing he loved though (apart from ur naivety and insecurity) was ur body. fuck, it was just so chubby and jiggly and he loved it.

he knew you’d look absolutely ravishing with a pregnant tummy too. so he had to see for himself. and hey, a baby might make u stay around even longer too.

and boy was he right. the roundness of ur belly was simply irresistible and seeing you pregnant as a result of him was such a turn on

but oh, when you start lactating…he’s a goner. loves sucking on ur tiddies, loves how full they get, loves squeezing the milk out of you. god ur just so gorgeous.

and of course you eventually stop lactating and what’s he gonna do now? guess he has to put another baby in ur belly.

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD HP

im so fucking weak for toxic!txt n babytrapping... like its actually worrying how much toxic/yandere txt n babytrapping has been on my mind recently... im floating thru the ceiling rn

#tw: babytrapping #tw: toxic txt #lia’s hard hours 🔥 #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #soobin hard thoughts #soobin hard hours #���.requests #📥: hp! #nightly.nsfw #nightly.soobie

[yesimilkdamilkman]

ʚɞ𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 {𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓}ʚɞ

-`♡´-𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫-`♡´-

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This does have 5 other parts to it, nsfw, sick, bf, expecting baby, and dark. 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠.

DISCLAIMER:*𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩!*

Summary: Just some random headcanons for carl.

WARNINGS: fluff, smut, cursing, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT.

Words:???

It's your birthday!

Just random sfw ones

more random sfw ones

Working Out

NSFW

Sick

Angst

If he was your boyfriend

Expecting baby

Dark

#𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬🗒📃🕯️🧾 #carl grimes fluff #carl grimes #carl grimes x y/n #the walking dead #twd carl #the walking dead x reader #twd cast #twd fanfiction #carl grimes x reader #twd #twd x reader #twd imagine #carl grimes imagines #carl grimes x black reader #carl grimes x black fem reader #black reader #x black reader #black fem reader #black fanfic writer #x black fem reader #carl grimes fanfiction #tw: babytrapping #tw kidnapping

[touyastearss]

“You don’t need anyone but me”

Yandere!Childe x F!Reader

WARNING: kidnapping, noncon, breeding, baby-trapping, usage of ‘Mommy and Daddy’ but not in a sexual way, slapping, slight mention of bloood

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“I want to go home.”

His hands freeze in the middle of the pattern he’s drawing across your thigh, his other arm tightening around your waist in warning, pressing your head further against his broad chest. You can see his face in the reflection of the mirror that faces the bed; he’s expressionless as he looks at you through its image, bright hair a little messy.

“You are home, Y/N.”

He doesn’t resume the pattern, waiting for you to speak.

“I want to go home .”

You’ve learnt your limits with the red-haired Harbinger, and you know you overstepped into dangerous territory the moment you first spoke. You’re not sure why you decided to say it now, of all times, as he holds you against him in his bed. It’s his bed, not yours. It will never be yours- you promised yourself that the first night he left you there, tied up with ropes that bit into your wrists. The fake domesticity of your position doesn’t cover up the fact you’re held here, captive.

He hasn’t replied.

You’re not sure why you decided to say it, but you have no idea why he let you. Why he entertained your plea with anything but the usual sharp backhand across your face. The adrenaline rushes through your system with every breath.

“I want to go home to my family.”

“I am your family, Y/N.” His cold fingers return to your skin, and you jolt at the sensation, his fingers digging into you in response. “Teucer, Antonia, they’re your family too.”

They’re not your family, no matter how many times he brings you to visit them with one arm wrapped tightly around your waist. No matter how many drawings Teucer gifts you when Childe brings you to visit, no matter the way you smile and chat with Antonia under his supervision. It’s not their fault, you have to remind yourself. But the resentment is there.

The images of your parents flash across your brain, hazy and distant, like they’re ready to slip from your grasp. You shake your head, warm tears gathering on your waterline as you shiver in his arms.

“No, no, no ” You pull away from his grasp, pushing to the end of the bed so you can distance yourself from the madness he pushes upon you. The pain that blooms across your arm as he yanks you back is searing, and a dull ache begins as he throws you back onto the bed. The strained patience is gone from his voice, and now his expression is dark.

You scream, thrashing fruitlessly beneath the strength of arms, encaging you beneath him. You’re hysteric, the rush of emotions taking over you senses as your shrill screams fill the room. The harsh slap that hits your face has enough strength to make you collapse on the bed. Eyes wide open, mouth agape, silenced mid-scream. Your entire face stings.

“Your family?” He spits the words at you. “When will you learn that you’re mine ? You don’t need anyone but me .” There’s a moment of silence, and you can almost see the moment a thought runs across his mind, his eyes darkening as he stares down at you. His hands move to your waist and yank the flimsy pyjama shorts down your legs. “Fuck it.” He rips the flimsy fabric away entirely, “I’ll give you a fucking family.”

You hardly register his words, still paralysed from the hit. You try to cry out again, but your words are a little slurred as a drop of blood trickles down from your mouth. He’s above you, brows furrowed in a way that so unlike him, even in all his cruelty, the dark look on his features is wholly unfamiliar to you.

“Gonna make me a Daddy, give me a little baby.” He’s speaking, but his words are distant, like he’s speaking to himself, like you’re not there. Only this time the words sink into your brain, and panic floods its way into your mind, urging you to escape at the thought of bearing his child. You struggle at the touch of fingers in your cunt, traitorously wet despite the situation.

He wastes little time with foreplay, enough to slide into you with little difficulty, and then he starts thrusting. There’s no build up to the way he wrecks your body, hips hammering against you with a sole purpose. You sob into the sheets as you clench around him, uselessly begging for him to stop.

“No, no , Childe I don’t want-” you cry at the strength of his thrusts, burying your face in your hands as he continues to pound into you. Tears streak down your face, but he pays no attention to them, chanting filthy words into the empty room.

“ Shit , gonna fuck you so full, gonna get you round with my kid.” You let out a broken moan as his fingers rub at your clit, pleasure building in your stomach despite the way your mind protests.

“ Fuck , tell me you want it.” You don’t reply, eyes squeezed shut, but his sudden grip on your hair has your eyes flying open, the pain enough to make you submit as tears prick your eyes.

“ Please ,” you choke out, letting out a sharp cry as your head goes flying back and your skull burns as he yanks your hair again, harder this time. You splutter, a messy string of words leaving your lips. “Please, I w-want it, w-want it inside, please Childe-”

His hips stutter inside of you, voice raspy. “Fuck , say that again” he demands.

“ Please, Childe,  please ,” You hate it, but there’s little you can do against the strength of a Harbinger. You knew this day would come, but you never thought you’d give up so easily.

He lets out a deep groan, before thrusting into you one final time, and you can feel the warmth of his seed as it fills you, sealing your fate beneath him. You’ll forever be bound to him now, forever his .

Your legs shake, whimpering as he pulls out. His eyes fall to your slit, a trail of his seed dribbling out. Quickly, his fingers dip down, scooping up the cum that leaks out. He pushes it back in, flexing his fingers cruelly before he leans down to place a kiss on your lips, content.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your parents learn the good news.”

#yandere #childe x reader #yandere childe #yandere genshin #genshin #genshin x reader #tw: babytrapping #tw: kidnapping #tw: dark content #tw: breeding #tw: noncon #tw: slapping #tw: abuse

[seijorhi]

tw: pregnancy/baby stuff, mentions of abortion

we talk about breeding kinks n baby trapping here all the time, but i gotta admit, i like the idea of things spiralling by complete accident.

cuz no matter how careful you are with your birth control, it’s never gonna be 100% foolproof and let’s just say your boyfriend ain’t the ‘pull out’ type. when your period’s late, you can’t wake up in the morning without your stomach churning, and you find two thin blue lines on your pregnancy test staring back at you, for a while, it feels like your whole world’s just fallen out from beneath you.

you’re too young for this. kids were never a part of your plan. at least, not at this point, not now, not with–

it takes a while for you to calm down enough to call him. your mind’s already made up, but the thought of getting rid of it without even telling him feels... wrong somehow. like you’re keeping things from him.

and maybe your relationship isn’t gonna go the distance (and maybe this is a wake-up call) but he deserves that much at least.

you’re not expecting any pushback on the matter. you guys have never put much thought into the future – or if he has, he’s never bothered discussing it with you – but somehow he doesn’t strike you as the settling down kinda guy. 

you figure he’ll be more relieved than anything else; neither one of you is ready to actually raise a child, much less together. 

instead, you’re met with silence. cold consideration.

“… an abortion?” he asks after a heavy pause.

you fight the urge to shift on your feet. “well... yeah. i mean, a kid’s a huge responsibility, not to mention the cost of it all, and i’d have to leave my job and–”

“so?”

“so?!” you gape at him. “so neither of us planned on this, and a baby isn’t something i really want now – or maybe ever, i don’t know!” 

there’s a thick lump in your throat, and you can hear the faint tinge of high pitched panic leaching into your tone with each passing word. this whole situation is stressful enough without having to deal with- with convincing him. you’d thought he’d be shocked, of course, but after that you expected relief.

or disinterest, even. 

but he’s staring at you with baleful eyes, lips curled into a scowl. 

this isn’t a decision you’re taking lightly, or something you particularly want – but it’s the right thing for both of you. it is, even if he can’t see it that way yet.

“i know it’s a lot to take in and i’m sorry for dumping this on you, but i’ve made up my–”

“you’re not getting rid of my fucking kid,” he tells you, and there’s something in his voice – or maybe it’s the foreign glint in his gaze – that has your heart skittering when he reaches out and you instinctively back away. 

his expression hardens. “and you’re not going anywhere, either.”

#in which i cannot be fucked picking a character #so i'll leave that to you #tw: breeding #tw: abortion #tw: babytrapping #idk what tf this is but it's something

[ryukatters]

it's your fault for loving me — y. okkotsu ⁺˚⋆｡°✩

⟡ pairing: yuuta okkotsu x fem!reader

⟡ cw: /DARK CONTENT, /yandere! yuuta, /dubcon, /NONCON, ex-bf!yuuta, stalking, he breaks into your apartment, he /manhandles you (he’s strong), /implied babytrapping, /possessiveness, MINORS DNI

⟡ wc: 2.9k (someone sedate me)

⟡ song inspo: language by brent faiyaz

⟡ summary: Your ex boyfriend breaks into your apartment. What do you mean he needs to leave? He’s staying right here.

The slow, muffled drag of your feet ricochet off the hallway walls as you trudge along to your apartment. You fumble with your keys for a little bit, but find no resistance as you insert it into the slot. 

“Huh, that’s odd…I could’ve sworn I locked it.”

You chalk it up to exhaustion. You're only practically ever home to sleep due to the way you've been throwing yourself onto mission after mission. Even now, sleep is a luxury you can barely afford. You kick off your shoes lazily, not bothering putting them in their rightful place on the shoe rack. 

Maybe before, you would have cared more about keeping the house tidy. Or maybe before, your loving boyfriend would pamper and coddle you the minute you opened the front door, so you never had to worry about the little details like putting your shoes in the right place.

You were exhausted. 

You wanted nothing more than to wash up and plop down onto your soft, soft bed. You don’t even make it to your bedroom door before you pause, anxiety prickling your nerves. 

You sense him before you see him. Yuuta’s cursed energy has always had a tendency to seep out whenever he was around you. Whether it’s a testament to how he’s able to fully relax in your presence or a display of raw power, you’re not sure. 

"You're home," a certain black-haired sorcerer chirps. "How was your mission?"

In the past, simply hearing Yuuta’s voice would be enough to melt away the pent up stress from a hard day of exorcizing curses. It’d soothe your aching muscles and tired soul as you let yourself be enveloped by the weight of his affection. But right now, it did everything except that. 

The shiver of excitement that used to run down your spine is replaced by trepidation caused by the only person who used to be able to comfort you. 

You know better than to ask how he knew you were on a mission, much less ask how he managed to break into your apartment. It seems he's been in here for a while, with the way he seems to have made himself at home on your bed, much like the way he used to before. 

"Why are you here?"

The question makes him sit up. 

“Because I missed you. Is that so bad?”

You want to laugh. The whole situation is all sorts of fucked up, and the two of you are talking about it the same way one would the weather.

“Yuuta, we broke up 2 months ago,” you press, vexation lacing your words. You could never imagine yourself using that tone on him. Yuuta’s always been so meticulous in loving you, in making sure you were happy.  He’s never given you a reason to be upset with him. But that was then, and this was now. 

You could say whatever you wanted to say. You were tired and definitely not in the mood to deal with a supposed burglar that happens to be in the form of your ex-boyfriend.

“I don’t remember agreeing to that,” he says simply.

“You walked out on me!”

“Because I thought you needed some space. And now I’m back. But I never said we were breaking up.” 

Space was an extremely generous term for what Yuuta gave you. If you could consider watching your every move from a distance, keeping tabs on who you talk to, and making sure you stay out of trouble secretly, “space.” He would never let you know that though. It’s too much, too soon.

He couldn't help it, not when his precious baby could get hurt. He’d never forgive himself if that happened.

“Come and sit, my love. You look so tired.” He pats the space next to him. You will your heart not to flutter at the familiar nickname. 

Your body moves before your brain can catch up. It’s almost like listening to him was muscle memory. You pause in your step, cross your arms, and glare at him. 

“Leave, Yuuta. I don’t want to see you.” The words rise from the very depths of your soul and spill out of your mouth like bile, burning and spiteful. It hurts to speak to him like this, even after he’d abandoned you with no hopes of return. 

“Sit, love.” A little more demanding this time. “I’m not repeating myself again.” 

The tension in the air is palpable, so thick you can cut it with a knife.

You take a seat. Yuuta doesn’t miss a beat before he has his hands on you. 

“Missed you,” his hand reaches out to cup your jaw, thumb rubbing against the plushness of your cheek. 

You’ve always been so soft, it’s one of the things Yuuta loves the most about you. 

You flinch. Blame it on the adrenaline coursing through your body like wildfire. Your fight or flight response is shot. Yuuta’s touch seems to rewrite everything that’s been hardwired into your brain. 

He presses a chaste kiss to your temple, before moving down to kiss the tip of your nose, and both of your cheeks. Each press of his lips leaves feels like it’s being seared into your flesh, a metaphorical branding iron of sorts— to show that you’re Yuuta’s and Yuuta’s only. 

Your mind goes blank when he sucks a kiss into the side of your neck, whimpering pathetically as he grazes his teeth along the sensitive skin. 

“We can’t do this,” you assert, but the words get stuck in your throat, so it comes out more as a whiny sigh. Your body seems to have a tendency to betray you when it comes to him.

“But we can,” Yuuta coos, pushing you down until your back is flat against the mattress. He takes both of your hands in his, lifting them up until they’re above your head, effectively pinning you in place. “We’re doing it right now, aren’t we?” 

Yuuta can appear pretty unassuming to outsiders. He’s quiet, reserved, almost meek. If one were to take a closer look, however, they’d realize that beneath that unostentatious front was a more commanding aura, one that forces you to submit to his whims with his sweet tongue and sensuous touches. Perfectly calculated, perfectly executed. 

"I fucking hate you,” you spit, thrashing against his hold, but to no avail. 

"No you don't,” Yuuta shuts you down with conviction. Like it’s the absolute truth— the kind that can’t be twisted or broken. It almost feels like he’s chastising you for thinking otherwise. “Take that back right now.”

To be honest, hearing those words stung more than any physical blow you could have ever landed on him. Has he not shown you enough love? Or have you already forgotten? 

Isn’t what you have pure love? 

A hand wraps around your neck, lithe fingers inching up before they grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him.  “I said,” blunt fingernails digging into your skin, “take it back.”

You sputter out an apology with teary eyes, an odd mix of humiliation and regret seeping into your bones, stomach swirling with shame and to your horror, a tinge of anticipation. 

It’s pathetic, really, how easily you give in. 

“Now give me a kiss, sweetheart.” Yuuta bridges the gap between the two of you. He presses his already throbbing bulge against your clothed pussy, moaning into your mouth appreciatively.

You feel so dizzy you think you might explode. 

Yuuta makes quick work of the buttons on your uniform, releasing your wrists so he can throw the offending garment and all your underthings beneath it to some random corner of the room. 

Calloused hands roam your body, squeezing and groping, as if to map out the cartography of your flesh, committing each peak and valley to memory. He watches in fascination how your skin bristles with goosebumps in the wake of his touch. 

He ignores your pleading cries and attempts to push him off. Yuuta is being driven by pure instinct alone. That sick, twisted voice in his head that he’s always tried to suppress whispers. It goads him on to take what he wants, to make sure you remember that you’re his, and his alone. 

He knows that you haven’t been seeing anyone. You were always so loyal, even when you were upset with him. Anyone who did try was taken care of the minute they left your sight. 

It’s been far too long since he’s had you. His desire fills him with a sort of quiet rage, one that metamorphoses into something darker, more sinister and morose the longer he goes without you. Almost like a curse that’s gone far too long without feeding. 

Yuuta Okkotsu loves you to the point of madness.

He thinks he might literally implode in on himself any second longer without you.

It’s almost laughable how different the two of you are. An ethereal beauty too good for this world, yet here you were in between the legs of a cursed man with too much love than he knows what to do with. 

“Yuuta, please,” you cry out. You flail your legs in an attempt to kick Yuuta off. He catches both with ease, throwing them over his shoulder to slide your bottoms off, leaving you completely bare. 

He can’t suppress the groan that tumbles past his lips. You’re even more beautiful than he remembers. 

You’re dewy eyed and gasping, nails clawing at his forearms and beating at his chest in a last ditch effort to stand your ground. Nothing can deter him. 

Yuuta could easily heal himself if he wanted to. But the angry red welts and blossoming hues of purple on his pale skin are a badge of honor of the utmost prestige. It’s undeniable proof that you’re real, that his love for you isn’t just a fragment of his imagination, and that none of this was just some pipe dream. He could take a little pain if that meant you got to be his. 

He’s always been yours without any reservations. 

“You can cry if you want, if it helps,” he says genuinely, but the gleam in his eyes shifts into something predatory. “But you should know you’re really fucking wet.” As if to prove a point, he slowly fucks his middle finger into your weeping hole, then his index, then his ring. They curl up to rub against that spongy spot just the way you like. 

You let out a sharp gasp, spine arching off the mattress. 

You tried to ignore him—detach yourself from the whole situation, let him get his fill, and be done with this whole ordeal. But it’s Yuuta— the man has a grasp on both the corporal and spiritual parts of you that you can’t bring yourself to understand. It seems like he knows you better than you know yourself sometimes. And right now, he’s managed to make a home in all five of your senses. There’s no escape. He's made sure of that. 

He pulls out his fingers with a lewd squelch. A clear sheen of liquid coats every digit, stringy as he parts them to show you. He smiles knowingly.

“You keep fighting me, but it turns out you want it after all, sweetheart.” 

Your cheeks burn in humiliation. Whether it’s from the situation at hand or the truth behind his words, you’re not too sure. 

“Don’t you know?” Yuuta rasps, fingers going back to work their way inside you rhythmically, bringing you closer and closer to the precipice, paying special attention to how you try to mask how your face contorts in pleasure. 

He presses his forehead against yours, willing you to look at him wordlessly. “I know what’s best for you. I know what you want. And right now, this little pussy wants to be fucked. Isn’t that right, my love?” 

He’s met with a breathless moan. You’re so close. Tears threaten to fall as your chest heaves in exertion, trying not to teeter off the edge too soon. 

You look so pathetic it’s insane. Yuuta swears he can feel his mouth water in anticipation for what’s bound to come next. He thrusts his fingers with calculating speed and precision, the heel of his palm slapping against your neglected clit just right. 

He leans down right when you cum, lips catching yours as you moan into his mouth. Satisfaction swells in his chest as your slick drips down his wrist. 

“You’re ready.” 

Yuuta unbuttons his pants, pulling it down just enough for his cock to spring free, tip slapping his abdomen as it leaks with precum. He fists it, jerking his hand up and down his length. He slaps it against your clit once, twice, and a third time before he slips it inside your weeping hole. 

Your walls spasm around his cock to accommodate his sheer size and girth, struggling a bit more than usual. You feel so full. It’s been far too long since he’s fucked you. You claw at his lower abdomen, trying to make space between the two of you. It’s all too much, all at once. Yuuta won’t have it. He slips his hands under your sweaty thighs, pinning your ankles on either side of your head, effectively folding you in half. You cry out at the stretch.

“Always take me so well, angel.” 

He sets a steady pace, dragging his cock in, pulling out, and then back in with an absurd amount of force. The sound of skin on skin ricochets against your bedroom walls like a sort of cacophonous symphony. You don’t get the luxury of the sweet, slow thrusts he usually blesses you with, while he coos about how good you are for him. 

“Where’s all that attitude from earlier? Am I making you feel that good?” 

You glower, refusing to acknowledge the fact that your body betrays your mind— that Yuuta’s bringing you closer and closer to nirvana the further he drags you down into hell. 

He slides his hand down your tummy, rubbing your clit in time with his thrusts.

“Yuuta—!” You clench around his length, hurtling towards your second orgasm quickly. 

“You’re so greedy. Cumming again already?” 

He’s met with silence. He’ll forgive your transgressions this time around. He’ll just have to teach you how to be his good girl again. 

A particularly rough thrust has you choking back a moan.

“Thought so. Cum for me, sweetheart.”

Your peak hits you like a crashing wave. Your body tenses, leaving you gasping for air as you clench around Yuuta’s cock. You cry out deliriously, falling apart as Yuuta continues to pound into you. It’s too much, but you can’t pull away even if you tried. You’re stuck.

“I’m the only one that can make you feel this way, understand?” He grits his teeth, staving off his release just a little longer. He fucks you through your orgasm thoroughly as he chases his own. 

He presses all of his body weight on top of you, your legs on either side of his head as he folds you into a mating press. He groans at the change in position, allowing him to fuck into you even deeper. 

Realization cuts through your cloudy judgment like a sword. 

“Yuuta— Yuuta, please. Pull out–!” 

Your pleas fall on deaf ears. He’s rambling now, intoxicated by all you have to offer, yet you’re the one paying the price. The effects of overstimulation are taking over now, your body twitching involuntarily with each thrust. 

“I’m not leaving you, ever. It’s just you and me.” 

You shake your head in objection, mind too hazy to voice out any resistance. Tears well up, threatening to spill from your lash line. 

Yuuta nods with a grin, canines glinting, just like a predator that’s caught its prey. “It’s true, sweetheart. I’ll make sure of it. Say I’m it for you. That I’m the only one.” 

“Say it.” 

“You’re it for me, Yu. The only one.” You babble, tears streaming freely now. 

You feel the moment he reaches his plateau— the way his dick twitches inside of you right before your walls are being painted white with splashes of Yuuta’s hot cum. 

Your fate’s been sealed. 

He fucks into you a few more times, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he rides out his orgasm. A white ring wraps around the base of his cock, the copious amounts of seed he’s poured into you threatening to leak out. 

Yuuta doesn’t bother pulling out. In a quick show of dexterity and freak strength, he manages to flip the both of you so that your positions are switched, with you lying on top of Yuuta’s chest. The steady beat of his heart fills your mind. 

Your entire body is on fire. You feel numb. You let yourself be carried away by the prospect of sleep, hoping that you’ll wake up to find that this was all just some wild fragment of your imagination.  

He presses a hand against your head, like he was afraid you’d pull away and ruin whatever fantasy he’s deluded himself into believing. 

The simple truth is– Yuuta Okkotsu loves you. And he’ll do whatever it takes to make sure that no one else gets in the way of that. 

He runs his hand up and down your bare back lovingly, admiring your spent form. You’ve always been so soft. So pliant, so willing to give in to his desires. 

It’s the thing that Yuuta loves most about you. 

a/n: i had to reupload bc this hellsite sucks. hopefully this shows up in the tags now

tagging @princess-okkotsu again hehe

#i do not wish to be perceived #yuuta x reader #yuuta x you #yuuta x y/n #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu x you #yuta x reader #yuta x you #yuta x y/n #jjk x reader #jjk x you #/dubcon tw #/noncon tw #/babytrapping tw #/yandere tw #/stalking tw #/possessiveness tw #kat’s writing #kat’s demon time

[anemptypuddingcup]

❗️contains baby trapping.

This is a bit dark so please don’t read this if you ain’t into dark themes. Don’t let the beginning fool you okay?

“Ya feel s’good Y’know that baby? Ya feel s’fuckin’ wonderful~” Luffy nuzzles into you neck and peppers smooches against your skin, his hand hold your hands up and above your head while he fucks you raw and hard into the mattress. You let out little mewls as his hips slapped hard against yours, his cock only going deeper the harder he went.

Your voices began to grow sore and you couldn’t stop moaning out for him. Your feet were close to cramping as your toes stayed curled due to the pleasure and it was getting challenging to stay still for him. You peek your head up and watched as his cock slide in and out of your cunt while your cunt fluttered so prettily around his shaft.

You moan and whined out from the continuous smooches his cock gave to your cervix, you were growing close to cumming and he could tell just by how your face began to twist. “Mmgh~ L-Luffy-“ You mewl out his name while you shake your head, unable to sit still from the pleasure. A sly smile spread across Luffy face as he watched you melt on his length. “Ah! L-Luffy~ M-M’gonna! I’m gonna cum!~” You gasp out, your legs shuddering against his hips.

“Go on an’ cum~ Squirt on my dick baby~” He whispers to you, his warm breath making you shiver with arousal. You moan out shakily before you shudder against him, your back arching as you felt yourself ready to explode. “MMGH! LUFFYYY!~” You moan out his name angelically as you finally release, squirting all over his lower abdomen and on the sheets below you both.

Luffy moans out in awe and presses a smooch to your soft lips. He continued to thrust into you and smiles a bit dark as he grew close as well. You perk up as you felt his cock twitch within your gummy walls, and a worried whimper begins to leave you. “Mmh~ M’gonna cum~ M’so fuckin’ close~” Luffy groans, his thrusts now picking up the pace as he felt your walls tighten around him.

“L-Luffy- Luffy pull out when you’re about to cum, o-okay?” You tell him, his thrusting now growing a bit more violent if not slightly overwhelming. Luffy doesn’t answer, in fact he grows silent as he grew closer and closer to climax. You feel him keep your arms in her air as he huffs a bit, ready to bust his load into you. “M’gonna cumm~ Gonna cum inside of ya pussy baby~” He snickers darkly.

Your face falls pale and you begin to struggle and try to push him off. “Luffy! Luffy no please-“ You beg, your feet pressing against his chest to try and push him away. “Ya gonna be a momma baby~ M’gonna make ya a momma!~” Luffy moans out and his brows furrows from the pleasure, ready to cum deep inside of your cute and breedable cunt.

“No please Luffy please! I don’t wanna be a momma yet!” You whimper out and tears begin to prick at your eyes as you tried to break from his grasp. “Cmon~ Lemme make ya a cute lil’ mama~ Ya gonna look so cute w’my babies inside ya~” Luffy gives you another dark smile before cupping your face. “Mmgh~ N-No Luffy!-“ He cuts your pleading off by pressing his lips against yours, moaning into the kiss as he pressed his hips hard against yours.

He lets out a groan and his eyes begins to roll back as he cums deep inside of your cunt, a whine leaving your lips as you felt his warm and sticky cum fill your pussy. You claw at his back in defeat and whined as he continued to fill you up, loading you with most of his seed.

He laughs through the kiss as you took all of his cum like his good girl, taking your fill.

You blame yourself for not taking your birth control or using protection. You thought you could trust Luffy with your words.

He pulls back from the kiss, a string of drool falling from his lips while his eyes were half-lidded with love. “Wanna see ya full of m’babies~ Ya gonna be a cute lil’ momma- Ain’t ya mami?~” He asks, his hands still cupping your face. You whine out to him and a few tears begin to fall done your face you felt upset and defeated, you didn’t want children.

“And don’cha try anythin’, if ya kill ‘em I’ll just put more into ya without ya knowin’~ I’ll surprise ya~” He giggles. You whine and he presses smooshes against your tears, kissing them away. “Shhh~ Ain’t no need t’cry~ S’all over now baby~” He whispers to you once again.

He’s just making sure you won’t leave. And it’s guaranteed to work.

#tw babytrapping #one piece #one piece smut #one piece fluff #op smut #op fluff #one piece x female reader #one piece luffy #op luffy #luffy smut #luffy fluff #luffy x reader #luffy x female reader #monkey d luffy #puddingcupimagines

[jaylaxies]

enhypen mtl to baby trap you 🎤

cw: babytrapping, obsession, possessiveness, breeding.

MOST

sunghoon doesn’t care if it’s not a morally right thing to do, but his obsession with you overtakes the last bit of sanity left in him. he’s got to have you and he’ll do anything, even if it means that he’ll have to fuck you hard, filling you up with his cum even though you both are always safe, using condoms, but that very day, he convinces you to not use it, just because he wants to feel you raw, promising that he’ll pull out, only to breed you with the happiest smile on his face, “you’re mine, all mine for life now,” he’d whisper, kissing you deeply.

heeseung knows it’s wrong, but seeing you talking to other guys (to make him jealous) when you’re clearly his fwb irks him to the point of no comeback. he knows that your agreement was to not catch feelings but what’s done is done, and he wants you, he needs you desperately and he knows you’d want the same, so you ask him to go in raw, making him smirk as he fills you up despite it not being in the contract, not knowing that it’s exactly what you wanted him to do.

jake is not super fond of the idea but if his obsession goes out of control then he’d be willing to take it up, also because he loves the idea of filling you up, thinking about how pretty you’d look, your belly all swollen for him and because of him. he knows it’s early for you both to get married but he wants to make sure that it’ll happen, and so, he fucks you till your cunt overflows with his cum.

jay would be against the idea per se, but just like jake, if needed then he’d probably consider it, only if the things won’t go his way or on the days you guys would fight, it’ll make him wonder if you’d stay if he babytraps you. but it won’t ever be his first resort.

LEAST

#[🍪] : anons #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #tw babytrapping

[misstycloud]

Yandere omega x reader. Pt 2

TW: baby-trapping, non-con

Pt. 1

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Yandere omega who freaks out at the news of your recent engagement. This wasn’t supposed to happen! The stress keeps him from sleeping at night and makes him unfocused at work, so much that the boss has no other choice but to send him home to rest. They can’t have their most valuable asset either away, can they?

Yandere omega that believes that if he could rekindle your passion for him, maybe you’d break off the betrothal and come back to him. So he decides to rush to your home and ring the doorbell until you finally open.

Yandere omega who begs to let him in. It won’t be more than five minutes, he promises. He just needs to get some of his clothes that he forgot last time. Albeit reluctantly, you accept his excuse and allow him to wander inside, as you had done so many times before. But those were under different circumstances.

Previous to your arranged marriage, you were free to some degree. With a large amount of wealth and charm, you were able to get anyone you wanted. There were hardly someone who would pass the opportunity to spend some good time with you.

To maintain this life, the only thing you had to do was work and that you did. You had to say you did a great job in your family’s company, creating hit business deals and increasing the finances.

But it appeared your family would not be satisfied solely with that. That was why you have to marry some guy; to secure an heir to the corporation, as your parents would put it. Your mother was also rather intrigued by the idea of grandchildren as well.

Yandere omega sneaks into the bathroom to prepare by switching his casual outfit to a more eye-catching one. He even styled his hair slightly, hoping you’d pull on it like before.

Yandere omega who thought he could win back your affection, however, it appeared fate had other plans. The second you see him walking out the restroom wearing what he knew you’d have like him in had it been the past, you growled.

“Fuck, I should’ve known you’d pull shit like this.” You had to admit he did look very appetising. Though you were engaged now, which meant you couldn’t immerse in such activities anymore.

“Why the long face? You didn’t object before?” The beautiful omega whispered seductively.

“Yeah but- ugh- look, just go.” Pointing at the entrance, you ushered him to leave.

“I’d rather stay here though, with you.” He ignored your warning and continued advancing forwards into your arms, then he laid his head against your chest and dragged his nimble fingers across it.

“Milo, I said!-aah!” Quickly you slapped a hand over your mouth and nose, for something sickenly sweet and familiar filled your senses. “N-no stop…”

Milo smiled, showing delight at your troubled expression. “Ah, I knew you couldn’t resist me. No need to hold back.”

You wanted to push him back and create as much distance between you as possible, but it was getting hard when the young man in front of you looked so enticing. No, you must not give in.

“I- ahh~“you were forced to stop in your tracks because his hands had started wandering lower and lower, teasing you. “Shit…”

Yandere omega who had decided to use his trump card. No one could refuse his pheromones and that includes you. Milo hadn’t used that trick to intentionally seduce anyone before, so he wasn’t actually sure if it would work. Turns out luck was in his favour, even he was a bit surprised at how fast you yielded.

Yandere omega who is sooo happy he can be together with you again, and he is not meaning only for one last time until you finalise your vows or anything. Why is he so confident? Well, let’s just say he has a plan B to make you unable to leave.

Yandere omega that wonders how you would feel about having that son you always dreamed of.

#oc #obsessed #yandere #male yandere #possesive #yandere oc #toxic #bad relationships #short story #yandere boyfriend #omegaverse #yandere omega #yandere male omega #yandere omegaverse #obsessive omega #obsessive male #alpha reader #yandere omega x reader #tw babytrapping #Milo oc #misstycloud oc #misstycloud Milo #omega Milo #suggestive #arranged marriage

[merakiui]

Rental (Boy/Girl)friend!darling is really appealing to me! Imagine if darling was the pretty and proper type kyaaaahh💙💙💙

(tw: yandere, noncon)

My fave incel Idia probably got way too attached to darling. This has infinite yandere scenarios! 💙

Idia just raw dogging rental!Darling against their will! Omg... Baby trapping too hhhhh.

Imagine if darling complains to his parents about it except papa and mama shroud congratulated darling instead.

"Just come to us if you need financial backing!"

"This wasn't in the contract!"

Omg yes!!! >v< He definitely gets too swept up in the feelings of being in a (contractual) relationship that he forgets the two of you are only in a relationship for however long you spend with him every other day. Outside of that, you’re not his and he’s not yours. Idia’s grown so attached to the fluffy relationship you’ve created with him that he takes to sneaking trackers into your bag and finding ways to watch you through cameras when you think you’re all alone in your home.

He’s always thought no one would ever truly understand him or have the same passions as him, so when you always play games with him (and you’re actually fairly decent at some of them) or when you binge anime with him or when you get into eager discussions over your favorite characters and the idols he’s introduced you to, he falls even harder for you. You’re everything he could ever want. In the back of his mind, he’s somewhat aware you’re just cultivating this image for him so that you can be his ideal partner. But that doesn’t matter to him. It’s the experience! The honesty! The dedication to your job and hefty paycheck this totally authentic relationship!

And babytrapping as well! I like to think he gets a little confidence with you around. He knows you won’t judge him and if you do it’s all silent. <3 you’re the most perfect partner, after all! So maybe he feels just slightly confident when gently kissing turns more hungry and determined, and he’s too in love with you to think about stopping when you lift your shirt over your head and slip out of your shorts. You’re so perfect. He could stare at you for hours, and he does, so caught up in his own delusions and excitement. Normally 3D does nothing for him. The idea of having real sex always made him shudder, but Idia can’t help thinking how hot you are all spread out on his bed, grabbing at the sheets while he stretches you out with slim fingers. And you make the cutest sounds, too. For once he’s forever grateful his parents rented you for his sake, otherwise he never would’ve met you. It’s a relief he let them and Ortho talk him into giving this thing a try.

You try to remind him about condoms, but do you really think Idia owns a package of those? You really wish, but he promises he’ll pull out before he cums. He’s not some virgin who’d get so pussy-drunk he ends up spilling hot and deep (he is). He’s awkward at first, his face flushed the brightest shade of pink, all the way to the tips of his hair as he tries to hold you, touch you, be cool about this entire thing. It’s cute! He considers backing out because he’s so nervous, but you spread yourself so nicely for him and you even wore that lingerie he got you… (it’s somewhere on his bed, but that really doesn’t matter now). You assure him it’ll be okay. When you wrap a slick hand around his dick and give him a few reassuring pumps, looking up at him with the most lascivious of looks, he’s sold.

Idia has always assumed real sex was something like hentai, but the moment he’s slotted himself inside you he’s nearly crumpling. It’s so much warmer and tighter inside you. Definitely much better than his hand or any fleshlight he’s ever used. He feels almost dizzy when he looks down at you and you wrap your arms around him to tug him close and omg your legs just wrapped around his waist!!!! He’s internally fanboying over it LOL. This is everything he could ever want. Needless to say, he becomes pussy-drunk rather fast, and within the first minute or so he’s cumming in thick spurts and you’re too dazed to realize this at first. :) and after fumbling around for a little bit, trying to find a pace that isn’t so awkward, he’s finally settled into a good groove.

He makes a mess out of you, but then he’s also quite a mess after emptying so many loads inside you. By the third one, you’re begging him to pull out, mumbling through moans and gasps that you don’t want to get pregnant. You can’t afford to take so much time off your job to care for a baby, and you don’t even have the money for one right now. But money’s never been a problem for Idia—not when your family’s mega wealthy and super influential. Maybe it’s the sex and his dick talking, but he wouldn’t mind seeing you all swollen and round with his baby. <3 and maybe if you did get pregnant you could finally be his real partner. For once the idea of marriage isn’t so terrifying to Idia, nor is parenthood. But then he’s also incredibly pussy-drunk when he’s fucking you raw, so maybe he’s not in the most sensible mindset. ^^;;; but it’s okay. His parents will provide so much love and support. How could they ever be mad at you and Idia? You’re already part of the family now!

#twisted chit chat #yandere twst #video-game-luvr #tw: noncon #n/sfw #tw: babytrapping

[neocentral]

what if jeno and jaemin has this usual threesome with jeno's gf until one day jaemin babytraps her bc he wants her for himself

rating: 18+. mdni.

word count: 1.1k

content: babytrapping, jaemin x jenos gf!reader (featuring jeno)

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jaemin’s gaze shifts between you and your boyfriend. he can’t help the envy that sits in the pit of his stomach as he watches jeno place a sweet kiss on your lips, equally sweet words whispered to you alone as he pulls away. your attention was completely occupied by the man currently brushing your hair from your face.

jaemin hates these intimate moments. the ones that leave him feeling like an outsider, taking the attention he rightfully deserved and placing it on jeno. it only fuels the younger to try even harder, to do everything he could, in and out of the bedroom to capture your attention. he likes to believe that he’s good at it, too. the laughs, smiles, and playful teasing you bless him with keep him trying, feeling like he’s getting closer and closer to stealing your heart. but his hope dies every time he’s called into his best friend's bedroom.

jaemin huffs, changing his pace that draws a pleased whimper from you, a sound that had him completely enamored by you at the start of your arrangement, but now, it causes bitterness as he watches your eyes flutter in the direction of your boyfriend, paying the person causing the euphoric feeling no mind as jaemin pounds you just the way you like and jeno sits uselessly beside you, cock softening.

jaemin truly just doesn’t get it. he doesn’t think he’d ever stop reacting with anything less than love-filled lust, a dick full of blood for you to use to your heart's content, until you were pleading for him to pull away, too sensitive to continue. jeno wouldn’t – doesn’t – do as jaemin would. if jaemin recalls correctly, that is why you approached him that day. jeno left you feeling unsatisfied, you longed for more. and luckily, jaemin was around to help. jeno trusted jaemin, his best friend of so many years, to care for you as he would and jaemin was quick to comply. 

you came first, not long after his length reached the spot that always had your mind spinning. “pull out,” jeno says lazily without looking away from your eyes. like he knew jaemin was approaching his climax as your walls pulsed around his cock. jaemin groans in slight annoyance, pulling himself out of your tight, spasming heat and shooting his load onto your stomach, watching his seed pool just above your womb.

jaemin finds his gaze lingering there as of late, flickering over the expanse and softly touching, pressing on the flesh as he impales you. at first, he simply wanted to feel himself inside you. the pressure of his cockhead reaching so deep and making you feel so good satisfied him. but now, as jeno grunts about “making you a mommy” during your private nights when you don’t seek him out, he can’t help but let his mind be flooded with similar ideas. especially because you seem to be so affected by the idea. jaemin wonders if you’d be that way for him. eager to carry his child and tethered to him forever. 

jaemin drops his weight onto his palms, still hovering around your body as jeno lays another kiss to your lips, murmuring about getting something to clean you up. the door shut behind him with a click, his naked form out of sight, finally leaving you alone with the man sweating above you.

you wiggle under jaemin, a finger slithering up his forearm, “thank you, jaem.” your eyes move up his toned stomach, landing on his face as you smile gently. jaemin already feels himself stiffen, the tender glance feeling like those you share so frequently with jeno. jaemin wishes you would always look at him like that.

“f’course,” he mumbles, palm sliding down your middle, hovering over your womb as you jerked under jaemin’s hold. 

you giggle, “not done yet?”

jaemin grins, “not even close.”

your eyes gleam but he knows you’re worried about what jeno would say. you’re not allowed to sleep with jaemin without him present. he made that very clear. to both of you. and you were very good at obeying his rule but jaemin was pushing into you before you could say another word. you seemed to get lost in the stretch, sighing as he filled you.

he fucked you slowly this time, taking in every reaction. “gonna cum in you.” you laugh breathily, shaking your head softly. you freeze when he speaks again, “knock you up.”

you clenched his cock when he echoed your boyfriends words, “m’gonna make you a mommy…”

you moaned, “j-jeno…”

“jaemin, baby,” he whispered, dipping his head to pull your nipple between his teeth. “you’re gonna have my baby. gonna be with me.”

“jeno…”

“jaemin,” he emphasized, ghosting his lips over your skin until he hovered over your lips. 

jaemin has never kissed you, despite how much he wanted to. jeno refused to let him, claiming the act was too intimate but he had no issue with his best friend fucking his girlfriend into oblivion every other night. stupid, jaemin thinks, he should be more worried that jaemin would fuck you so well you couldn’t get enough, letting him fuck you even when he wasn’t around. like you currently are.

it was a gentle touch of soft, plush lips – a peck, more accurately – before you turned your face away. “okay,” you said unevenly, “enough, jaem. jeno said no kissing.”

jaemin sighed, jeno says a lot of things. But hopefully he would be free of jeno’s nonsense rules and restrictions when you come out knocked up by jaemin’s baby. he couldn’t pull himself away from your face, scattering wet kisses across your cheek, ear, and neck, even getting as close to your lips as he could when you were too distracted by how well he rolled his hips against yours.

your thighs trembled, breathing turning shallow as he thrusted deeper, “cum.” you gripped his shoulders, “gonna cum.” jaemin hummed, relishing in the reactions of your body as he pushed himself as far as he could, making you take all of his length as you let yourself go. 

the whimpers in his ear and holding of his shoulders drew him closer to his own climax, “i'm gonna give you my cum,” he grits, “give you my baby.”

your protests were light like you didn’t believe him before growing more audible when his thrusts became slower but more forceful as he tried to bury his cock inside you so his tip kissed your cervix, sending strings of his seed dangerously close to your womb. “mine,” he slurred, messily kissing the fat of your cheek.

#tw babytrapping #id like to formally apologize to jeno #baby i know you would never leave me unsatisfied #starring... jaemin ! #[NEO] play… #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #jaemin imagines #jaemin fanfic #jaemin hard hours #nct x reader #nct hard hours #nct fanfic #nct dream smut #nct imagines #nct dream hard hours #nct smut #nct drabbles #nct dream jaemin #nct #nct dream #na jaemin #jaemin #scripts...

[ilygetou]

hii evey, i was recalling our conversation last time and i just couldn’t stop thinking about feral! rin. it’s haunting me. please. sos help.

‎╰─▸ ❝ S‎ER0T0N1N!‎ ❞

C/W: dubcon just in case, jealous! feral! rinny :(, pwp, unprotected sex, thoughts of baby trapping but rin isn’t an asshole, overstimulation, marking, lots of biting, possessiveness, hair pulling, ass slapping, no aftercare kinda of a sick twisted ending but rin turns soft >_<.

notes. AVAAA‼️‼️ NO BECAUSE ME2. that convo was wild, had me giggling n’ kickin my feet i literally screamed into my pillow. like. jealous rin? jealous rinny going feral?? sign me the fuck up😭🙏🙏😭

psa. this is kinda rushed ?? i wrote this during my two hours plane ride cause i was saurr bored and had nun 2 do☹️ so please excuse the terrible ending! + not proofread pls be aware of grammatical mistakes if there’ll be any.

Your moans were echoing throughout the huge room, with every thrust of rin’s hips, an audible moan left you. Rin was fucking you in an absurd pace, ignoring your sobs n pleads for him to slow down, to give you time to adjust to his size. All to which fell on deaf ears.

After all, if you didn’t want this you wouldn’t go and throw yourself all over his brother. Giving the other itoshi a cheeky smile, as you engaged in a small conversation with him before making him sign a shirt that had sae’s name and jersey number.

It all happened in front of rin;

You went up to his brother, sae, with a huge grin on your face, approaching the other itoshi while wearing a tight black dress that hugged every curve in your body. Rin’s eyes went up from you to your body & to the white jersey you were holding, expecting it to be his–only to notice his brother’s name and number on it. He immediately frowned, a confused mixed with an angry look covered rin’s face–which didn’t fit him, your boyfriend always had a boring, plain expression on his face—occasionally giving you small smiles and not-so-noticable pouty faces every time you two were alone.

So, seeing you holding his brother’s jersey as you approached him, turned on something within him. Rin continued watching from a distance, waiting for your next move as you continued speaking to his brother.

Rin watched as you moved closer to sae, your shoulders particularly touching. Sae gave you a confused look before going back to the same dull expression except his green eyes were now studying your face features, green eyes bore into yours as he kept checking you out. Sae looked you up and down, he smirked as he bent down a little, he was now face to face with you.

Rin’s eyes fill up with anger, his eyes twitching as he awaits for yours or his brother’s next move.

Sae suddenly brought out his hand and placed them on your chin–making you look up to him as you two held eye contact, a huge grin covered sae’s face before muttering something that only you two could hear.

Rin couldn’t take it, veins popping up on the side of his head, both of his fists were clenched to his sides as he let out a low scoff. This was unusual for rin. It was usual inside the field–getting angry at his opponents and teammates but for him to get this angry outside the field? He could say it was slightly unusual of him.

After what sae said to you, a noticeable blush spread across your face before you shyly nodded your head & handed sae the jersey you were holding. Sae let out a snicker before signing the jersey and rin could swear this was it for him. Millions of questions ran through your boyfriend’s head; were you secretly a fan of his older brother? Even after rin has told you about his and sae’s rocky relationship?

Sae handed you back the jersey, he gave you a wink before he walked away from you. And you just stood there, dumbfounded.

Shortly after sae left, rin quickly appeared in front of you. He had an unpleasant look on his face, “oh rin!” but rin ignored you, letting out a scoff as he walked past you. You were confused by rin’s cold and obnoxious behavior, you were about to go follow him only for rin to already be out of your sight.

The ride back home was silent, you kept trying to make up small conversations with rin; asking him ‘how did practice go with his older brother’–only for rin to click his tongue, pressing harder on the accelerator for the car to go faster.

And this was how you were brought on to this situation;

Rin dragged you to your shared bedroom, pressing you against the wall as he pressed his lips against yours, pulling you into a sloppy kiss–not giving you time to breath, rin continually kept giving you rough sloppy kisses.

He pushed you down onto the mattress, pushing your head down with his hand while his other hand traveled down to your ass, he grabbed on the plush of your ass before slowly moving them to meet your clothed pussy.

Rin immediately pushed down his fingers on your clit, massaging it from above your panties. You were letting out gasps, trying to look back at rin only for him to push down your head even harder.

You figured that rin’s cold attitude towards you was because he was sexually frustrated or maybe tired from practice and that he needed something to release his stress too, so you didn’t try fighting back or make him stop.

Rin quickly ripped off your panties, his slender fingers running through your wet folds–he pressed his fingers down against your slit before he slowly pushed two long fingers inside you.

Your slick was dripping out onto his fingers, staining the mattress beneath you. Rin immediately pulled out his fingers, not intending to make you cum around his digits.

You let out a whine, trying once again to move your head and look back at rin–only for you to fall right back as a slap landed on your right cheek, making you wince in pain. Rin didn’t waste a single second before landing another harsh slap against your other cheek–tears pricked on the corner of your eyes, your cheeks were flushed as small cries left you.

You were confused by your boyfriend’s rough attitude & movements. Rin was always so soft and gentle with you in bed, taking his sweet time preparing you before making you take his cock–giving you kind, tender kisses the whole time he was inside you. He was never the rough type, so this sudden change was all too disconcerting for you.

Rin’s whole focus was on ruining you, label you you & mark you. So the next time the other itoshi sees you knows who you belong to.

Rin’s cock was painfully hard, he started rubbing & grinding against your sopping cunt–holding the tip and circling it around your clit, he kept pressing his girth against your clit until it became all swollen n’ puffy — “r-rin, wa–!” and you were caught off by a sudden tug on your hair, rin pulled your hair to get your face closer to his, he then placed his hand on your chin and pulled you into another sloppy kiss to shut you up.

His grip on your hair was firm, no sign of him letting go any time soon. He pulled back your hair, moving your face away from his, and for the first time–you managed to take a quick glance at your boyfriend’s face. His eyes darkened, the inconspicuous sparkle in his eyes that he always had every time he was with you or fucking you was no longer there. His eyes grew dim as his lips curved downwards.

His grip on your hair loosened up & you falled straight back to the mattress–this time rin flipped you, and you were now laying on your back as you were now facing him. Rin was gliding his cock down your slit, rubbing it against your hole until half of his tip slipped in. A few mewls left you, tears falling and staining your cheek.

Rin gripped your thighs and pushed them back to the point where they’re almost touching your breasts, a broken whimper escaped you as Rin put almost all of his body weight on you. He quickly shoved his cock fully inside you, his balls pressed against your ass. Rin wrapped his hands around your neck–squeezing until you could barely breathe.

Rin’s hands didn’t budge, squeezing your neck harder until your face turned pale. That’s when his grip slowly loosened up, you were coughing and gasping for air–tears continuously kept falling & staining your cheeks with every blink you made. Despite all this, rin didn’t utter a single word.

Rin was always quiet during sex, even when he’s like this, he was still quiet–the only audible thing were his groans and grunts.

Rin started moving his hips, in a quick, animalistic pace. His hips kept slamming against yours, your velvet walls wrapped around his warm length causing his cock to throb n’ twitch inside you. Rin held your knees, pressing them harder against your chest as he kept ramming into you, his cock pulsing with every squeeze of your walls.

His cock was deep inside you, a guttural sound left rin before he attacked your neck, his tongue dragged down your neck–leaving a trail of his hot salvia along your neck. Rin gave your neck a slight bite before he started to suck on the delicate skin of your neck.

He was moving his hips in a rapid speed, his tip kissing your cervix with every jolt he made. His mouth still connected to your skin, biting and sucking until the spot he was sucking on turned into a dark shade of purple.

Rin kept sucking and kissing on your skin, his dick still stuffed deep into the warmth of your cunt, your whimpers turned muffled, biting on your fingers to stop your moans and whimpers from slipping out. Once rin was finished from bruising you, both your neck and collarbones were completely covered with purple marks that looked painful.

Rin still had your knees pressed against your chest as his creamy tip breaches your soaked walls and brushes against your cervix and the way his weighty balls slap against your puffy clit made your brain go fuzzy, his pace remained rough and fast. You could still feel the pain sting you caused by rin abusing your neck which made you let out choked sobs n’ whines.

Tears started mounting your waterline and lower lashes as rin grabbed your face–pressing both of your cheeks together, his hips still slamming against yours, “s-shit, what should i do with you?” rin mutters that it almost seemed like he was asking himself instead of you. Every time the scene of you and his brothers replays in his head his grip he has on your face stiffens and he would pause for a moment before resuming his actions.

Rin thought of many ways to make his brother stay as far away as he can from you, he doesn’t even want his brother to take a quick glance at you. His eyes went extremely dim, darkening completely. Maybe, maybe he should bless you with a child of his, one that looks exactly like rin. So, the next time his brother sees you two together, you’d have a swollen tummy, one that bears rin childs in. And the next time he sees you two, you’d be three, and you would be holding a kid rin lookalike, imagining his brother's shocked and pissed off expression would satisfy rin.

Rin knows that what he’s thinking is wrong, you two talked about it before. You didn’t want a child now, it’s too early, you said. And Rin himself knows that having a child would have an impact on his football career but does he really care? Seeing the other itoshi’s reaction to you bearing rin’s child would quickly make him forget about all the side effects your pregnancy would have on his and your life.

And rin wasn’t in the right state of mind to be thinking this hard, he was balls deep into your cunt, your gummy walls kept fluttering around his cock getting him closer to his orgasm but the thought of not pulling out, cumming deep inside your womb that he’d be sure you’d end up pregnant kept luring in his mind and he was so close to submitting to it. He could just make it up to you with apologies and kisses. Besides, it’s not like you were fully against the idea of having kids with him so what’s with the problem if he did it now?

Your moans and whimpers snapped him out of his thoughts, looking down on you to find a trail of tears staining your cheeks as you kept mumbling about being close, and so was rin, he was already at his limit and it was obvious by the way his cock kept pulsating and throbbing inside you but he held it in, not wanting to let go and cum inside because he still hasn’t decided on what shall he do with you yet.

“rin,,please..rin ‘m close, don’t think i can–ahh– keep going anymore…” you threw your head back, feeling the growing pit in your stomach grow even more before it snapped–your legs started shaking, your jaw hung ajar as nothing but loud moans left you. Milking rin’s cock completely as you gripped the sheets beneath you. You weren’t given much time to recover from your shocking orgasm before your boyfriend was already back at it again, slamming his hips mercilessly, your body went limp as you tried to stop rin from moving.

“rin e-enough, i can’t handle anymore..r-rinn–!” rin grabbed your legs and placed them on his shoulder, allowing him to go even deeper, “nono..rin stop!” As if rin wasn’t present here in the room with you, your words kept falling into deaf ears, his thrusts grew sloppier, he wasn’t giving you any type of attention–his attention grew on your sopping cunt that was pulling him even deeper and kept gripping around his girth. Pulling his whole attention on ruining and staining your pussy, fuck, maybe even mold the shape of your little cunt into the shape of his cock.

His hair covered his eyes, blocking the view in front of him but rin didn’t care as long as he can feel the warmth of your cunt then that’s all he needs to keep going with his obscene acts. You clamped down on him with slippery walls, keeping rin deep in your pussy right where it feels good and he swears he made up his mind right then and there to cum deep in your pussy, after all, you were the one tightening and keeping him stuffed inside your cunt.

Rin held both sides of your waist, his cock shudders and his lips tremble and when he was about to release his seeds inside, you suddenly tugged on his hair and as if you were reading his thoughts you suddenly went; “not inside, p-please” and rin watched as everything he worked hard to do; tame you, bruise you, and work up the courage to baby trap you just all go down a drain. Because he can’t explain the unimaginable guilt he was feeling just from your words alone and the way your small hands managed to tug on his hair to get his attention and the way you looked up at rin with teary pleading eyes, made him break.

Rin slowly pulled out, in time before his release. He wrapped his hands around the base of his cock as he started covering your chubby pussy lips with the fat globes of his cum, getting it everywhere on your pussy. Rin fell on top of you as you whined about the sticky feeling between your legs.

“move rin! i need to talk to you” and rin was surprised that you still had the energy to talk because despite him always having so much energy and stamina as a football player, he couldn’t utter a single word, his body had already given up on him.

Rin moved from on top of you and was now laying down next to you, facing you as a frown and a pout covered your face. And he knew what you were about to ask, ‘what was this all about’ so rin beat you to it. “Can we please talk later? i’m tired” without giving you any time to give him a response rin pulled you closer to him before wrapping a blanket around both of your bodies as rin snuggled into your neck, his fingers tracing the bruises and marks that he left on both your neck and collarbones.

Maybe next time, rin should fuck you from behind, that way you won’t be able to stop him from committing the sinful acts of babytrapping you.

#blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #bllk smut #rin itoshi x reader #itoshi rin smut #bllk rin #rin smut #bllk scenarios #bllk x reader #sae itoshi x reader #tw. babytrapping #tw. dubcon

[riizeblr]

bully!female!reader tricked nerd!anton saying she'll buy his stupid comic collections just to knock him out then use his dick all she wants, making sure he came inside her so she could be pregnant w his babies and he'll be stuck w her forever

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: babytrapping, nerd!anton x bully!reader

the summer was almost over. you could feel the chill in the evening air, see the rotting fruits on trees that threatened to fall, feel the excitement of schoolchildren as they bragged about backpacks and new shoes. most of all, you felt the anxiety of your peers leaving home, ready to start their lives on their own. they scrambled to check off every item on endless lists, babbling about how exciting it was going to be once they finally made it to university. everyone was moving too fast.

but not you. you sat back and seethed in jealousy, shooting burning hot daggers at the backs of those who turned them towards you. you were never the nicest in school. most people didn’t like you and you knew that, you thrived on it. you were mean and cruel, picking on whoever about whatever. you picked on some people more than others. easier targets who would do nothing more than bury their heads into hoods of loose-fitting hoodies, hunch their backs and avoid eye contact, stutter out hesitant responses in hopes of making you “happy”. that’s what anton did. and anton was your favorite.

he was meek and gentle for someone of his size and stature. he cowered and kept to himself, trying to avoid detection. he was good at it, too. he managed to avoid being the center of attention all four years. it seemed that you were the other one who saw him, picking on his interests, pushing and shoving at him, tugging on his skin and flinging his glasses from his face. anton let you, keeping his lips shut unless you demanded a response. he stuttered and looked for approval in your features, ending most of his sentences with, “right?”

“I’m a worthless loser,” he’d echo after you, “right?”

it was pathetic really. he was nearly begging for you to approve, let him know he was doing good. he was your favorite punching bag, pliant and always coming back.

but now anton was going away, too, and the realization made your mind spin more than you’d like to admit. there would be no one else in your hometown but you, destined to live a pitiful life on your own, while he would go on to live lavish, make a living doing whatever nerdy thing he had babbled on about when you let him.

you realized that anton could take care of you. he didn’t have to go away without you. not if you didn’t want him to. it wouldn’t take much to convince him. he was weak. his biggest weakness just so happened to be something you were more than willing to offer.

you had teased him relentlessly after seeing the dirty manga tucked beneath his usual outlandish superhero stories, watching his cheeks burn bright and his eyes gloss over as he tries not to cry.

“I’m a dirty pervert,” you’d made him say, grinning at the way it sounded slipping off his tongue. “right?” he added. you noticed the way his body shivered, relieved when you finally gave him an ounce of praise, a mere, “hm.”

anton was scared of you. he walked on eggshells, never sure of anything he said, hesitant but so obedient. anton had never changed, staying the same closed-off recluse easy to poke fun at. you liked that. the stability he provided, something you had never appreciated before.

you were embarrassed at how desperate you were becoming. you did all you could to keep him close more and more as the days continued on faster and faster. anton had noticed. it was like he could feel your fear of change. he began letting you push him around long after his shift at the tech store in the middle of town, even attempting to talk to you when he noticed you lingering around. your heart pounded, ashamed of what you had to resort to.

still, your plan was stuck in the back of your head, growing louder and louder until you finally put it into action.

it was dark out, anton’s shift ending later than it usually did. you stayed behind, asking him about the limited edition copy of the comic book he had spoken about. he seemed pleased, perking up at the mention, eager to agree to take you to his bedroom to see it.

it was all easy from there.

anton quickly realized you weren't really interested in his comic. he seemed to be racking his brain, looking for an explanation as to why you were really there, though you knew he would never ask you directly. he kept talking anyway, steady, soft voice breaking and weakening when your hand crept up his leg. he blinked, pausing for a moment, pondering, but never speaking.

he looked confused, conflicted, especially when you shoved your hand down the front of his pants. he gasped, staring down at the bulge of your hand between his clothed legs, gripping his soft cock. you were surprised, even his flaccid cock felt big.

anton clutched the comic book tightly when you pulled on his waistband, rippling the pristine pages. you could already see the look of dispair that would grace his face when he came to his senses.

he twitched at the cold air alone, growing rapidly under your fingers as you played with the stiffening length. he was tense when you sunk down to your knees, prying his thighs open to make room for yourself.

"what am i doing?" you asked him, suddenly eager to hear him say it.

anton swallowed, "you're going to-" he shifted, the words caught in his throat, "s-suck my dick." he seemed hesitant like he was unsure what your real intentions were. "right?"

you grinned, releasing a stream of breath onto his cock. anton's thighs twitched. you took him into your mouth quickly, reveling at the look on his face and the overwhelmed noise that poured from his mouth.

he was weak as you continued, raising his hips into your mouth shallowly, his comic book tightly held in one hand, rips the same shape as his fingernails running up the sides. he tasted good. a little salty and he smelled of his natural musk after a long day. he was heavy on your tongue, stretching your lips and your throat. you found that you didn't mind it. like everything else about anton, you felt oddly at ease.

anton didn't dare complain when you pulled away from him, cruelly leaving him on the brink of his orgasm, but now, more than ever, you were certain of your plan. "i'm sorry," anton croaked, his eyes watery, "i did something wrong. right?"

you looked at him as you rose to your feet, pulling his shirt off his frame, along with yours. he appeared too shy to look at your exposed skin, waiting until you pushed him onto his back. his cock jumped in excitement, tip leaking and eager for stimulation.

anton let you do as you pleased like he always did. only this time, you were kissing and sucking on his skin, nibbling on his nipples, and pulling on his ear. by your standards, he looked content, too.

when you finally sank down on his cock, anton cried out, his entire body strained. you were no better, your hands fixed on his strong chest, pussy hugging his cock tightly.

it only took a few swirls of your hips to feel unfamiliar, but delicious warmth filling your cunt. anton had a pained look on his face and you knew he was embarrassed, likely fearing how you would react to his premature orgasm. inside you, no less. you simply shivered, slotting your lips between his, brain buzzing at the thought of his seed seeping into your womb.

#tw babytrapping #discography ! #feat. anton ! #anton x reader #anton smut #riize x reader #riize smut #riize hard hours #dark riize #dark anton #riize #anton

[jingsyuans]

Honey, I had a thot™

Mutual baby trapping bc you and Jing Yuan are mutually obsessed with each other but doesn't realize that the other is like that

*shuffles papers*

Imagine both you and Jing Yuan are being sneaky behind the other's back, both of you sabotaging contraceptives and whatnot, giving you fertility meds to increase odds of conception, etc

You know if you get pregnant then there's no way Jing Yuan will leave you, plus a baby would be the ultimate symbol of your love. Jing Yuan knows if he gets you pregnant that you'll have to stay to save face, he'll get to keep you by his side plus he gets another kid

You both pretend to act surprised when you do end up pregnant, he's so reassuring that it'll be ok, he doesn't mind having another kid plus Yanqing needs a sibling (or two)

But I raise the saucier idea:

Jing Yuan's highly aware of you tryna baby trap him and Jesus Christ he's never been so horny in his life, here he thought he was going to have to do all the work himself but you're making it so easy, literally finding plenty of excuses to take you.

There's something so hot to him about you being this possessive of him that you would do this, it's not like he's better because he wants to corrupt you in a way no one else will be able to do.

The logical part of his brain is like red flags but good thing he's elected to not care because the obsessive and possessive part of him is much louder.

I'm suffering from a migraine but I was struck by the horny, I had to share

-✨ anon

I do think this idea is pretty saucy! Pretty original too, I don’t think I’ve seen a plot before where they’re mutually trying to baby trap the other person. Honestly the plot would make a good smutty fic mixed with a humor fic as well as you’re reading these two trying to be so sneaky about achieving the same end goal heehee.

I do like the idea of jing yuan realizing what’s going on before you do, that’s very like him. Also very like him to simply go along with it and get his jollies off in the meanwhile LOL because of course. Yeah he knows the condoms got holes in it and he won’t say a thing sweetheart!

#I’m like 95% sure you sent in this idea before and I never got around to posting it LMAO #so sorry abt that I am Not a good blogger at all #jing yuan #jing yuan x reader #honkai star rail #jing yuan smut #honeyed gifts #tw dubcon #tw babytrapping