(Like, No Ring, No Speech, Just, Rush In The Moment)

Grover: So according to this you two are being accused of; armed robbery, vandalism, grand theft auto-

Percy: We had a bad day

Grover: -and murder

Annabeth:..It was a pretty bad day

Pookies, I need more charles rowland x alive! Reader fanfic please

supernatural so silly bc you get stuff like "he was poisoned by belladonna" "the pornstar?" but you also get insanely profound "freedom is a length of rope and God wants you to hang yourself with it"

breeding!

[Itto+ Ayato + Childe + Gorou]

NSFW, 18+, Minors do not interact!

────────────────────────────────────────────

tags: breeding, impregnation, mating press (itto), aphrodisiac (ayato), light bdsm(childe), heat cycles (gorou), knotting (gorou)

Itto

He’d always wanted to be a dad. Pride as an oni meant a fervent desire to further his line, and Itto knew by now that he wanted to do so with his lovely girlfriend: you. He’d tried to be casual when he brought it up, but had fumbled the conversation and blurted out his true thoughts. “I want to breed you like a cow.” You’d blushingly agreed, not letting on the extent of how much the idea turned you on. 

He’d gone to the lengths of abstaining for the past week, and as pent up as he was Itto was desperate to shoot his massive load inside of you. When you walked into the room in nothing but a tiny bit of frilly lingerie, his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. 

Now, pinned beneath him, he makes short work of getting you prepped and ready. Filthy squelching emanates throughout the room as he pumps you with his large, thick fingers. 

“Itto,” you mewl beneath him, “I’m wet enough… put it in.”

Like you’d flipped a switch, he’s pulled out his fingers and positioned himself at your entrance in what feels like just a second. He grabs each of your legs in one hand, and presses them up towards your chest, crouched over you like a beast ready to devour his prey. Moving one hand back to his cock, a low, grumbling moan falls from his lips as he rubs it against the wet folds of your pussy, ghosting the tip over your clit as he does so. 

Then, leaning forward and pressing you to the mattress, he slides all the way inside. You’ve never felt him this deep before, and it shows, your jaw hanging open as you cry out his name again and again. Powerful thrusts reach deep inside of you as his balls slap against your ass. It almost hurts, but the waves of immense pleasure drown out anything else. 

“I’m going to pump you full of so much cum,” he tells you. 

“Yes, please!” you cry. “Fill me up! I want your baby!” 

You can feel him pulsate inside of you and your cunt twitches around him. His rhythm gets more and more frantic, the weight of him pressing down on you heavy and intense and incredible. You feel yourself coming close to your own orgasm.

When he cums, the position you’re in – Itto’s cock nearly vertical inside you – drives the hot spend straight to your core. There’s so much of it, and the sensation is incredible. It pushes you over the edge, drawing tears from your eyes and turning you into a moaning mess. For good measure, he fucks his load deeper inside of you with a few more hard thrusts, before finally relaxing, his cock warm and comfortable inside of you. 

He leans over and kisses you deeply, with so much love it’s nearly overwhelming.

────────────────────────────────────────────

Ayato

Heir to the Kamisato clan. That title came with responsibilities, and all his life Ayato knew he’d one day have to produce an heir of his own. When he met you, he knew you were the one. The thought of you, tits heavy with milk, belly round with his child inside… it was almost too much for Ayato to bear. This thought always lingered at the back of his mind as he courted you, and now, finally, it was time for him to truly make you his. 

“Are you ready?” he asks as he leans over your naked form, one hand on your hip, the other on your knee. As you looked into his eyes, they sparkled with anticipation. 

You nod, and he gets to work. He spreads you open, and takes in the sight. You blush profusely at the intensity of the stare, and shut your eyes. You hear Ayato fishing something from his pockets, then hear the clink of something made of glass. You gasp as something cold hits your pussy, and your eyes snap open. A trail of viscous liquid flows from a small glass vial onto your sex, coating your folds in a sticky mess. 

“This should help,” he says softly, a smile on his face. “You should start to warm up soon.” 

And you do. The cold melts into the heat of your body, and quickly turns you even hotter than you had been. The sticky liquid drips into your entrance, mixing with your own heated arousal. 

Ayato reaches down and pulls his length from his pants, stroking himself a few times before positioning himself at your entrance. 

“Are you ready?” he asks, his voice soft and reassuring. “I’m going to get you pregnant, you know.” You nod vigorously, and he slides his way inside. 

Even with the lube, his girth is a lot to handle without any foreplay. He knows this, and takes it slowly. Every inch that slides in sends a new wave of pleasure washing over you, and you try not to clench yourself around him, it’s tight enough as it is. 

Slowly but surely, you loosen up, the lube heating you up and getting your juices flowing even more quickly than usual. Ayato finds his pace, gently thrusting inside of you deeper and deeper each time. Before long, you’re both panting heavily.

Ayato reaches a hand up and strokes your cheek as he thrusts ever more vigorously. He’s close to coming undone. Nuzzling into his hand, you whisper his name between pants. 

“Ayato… hurry… cum inside,” you whimper.

“Oh, are you that eager to have my child?” he teases. 

You nod vigorously. “I want your baby, Ayato. Please, hurry!” 

He can’t resist your pleas. Moving both hands to your hips, he presses you down against his cock with each thrust. It’s so deep inside you know that you feel completely and utterly full when he thrusts in, and your walls clench down to try their best to keep him there. Faster and faster he thrusts, the noise of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room, until finally… 

With a long, low moan, Ayato blows his noble load inside of you. You can feel the semen coating your insides, hot and thick. 

You don’t even get a chance to rest before he starts thrusting again. 

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” Ayato says, his voice sly. “Once isn’t nearly enough to guarantee an heir, you know. We’re going to go all night.” 

────────────────────────────────────────────

Childe

For Childe, it was a sense of possessiveness that filled his mind with the thoughts of impregnating you. He wanted to make you his, truly and completely. 

“My darling,” he says, his voice sugared, as he slides the collar onto your neck. “I’m going to breed you like the bitch you are, isn’t that exciting?” 

You nod, your eyes sparkling. 

“Good. Now open your mouth.” 

He stands up from his kneeling position and unfastens his pants as you oblige. Whipping his dick out, he wastes no time moving it to your parted lips, shoving it past them and into your waiting mouth. You get to work immediately. Bobbing your head up and down his cock, your tongue running along the bottom as you go, you can feel yourself heating up down below just from the girth of him in your mouth. 

He tangles his fingers through your hair, guiding you up and down his length with an increasingly rough hand. After a few minutes of his breathing gradually getting heavier, he pulls you off of him with a pop. 

“Right then,” he says, letting go of your hair and grabbing the leash he’s attached to the collar. He lifts you off of your knees and turns, guiding you to the bed and tossing you down onto it roughly. 

He climbs up over you, spreading your knees and grinning at the mess he sees between your legs. 

“So wet already! Eager, are we?” he teases. You flush and nod, and he laughs. 

He runs a finger along your slick folds, eliciting a moan. Spreading your legs even further apart with his free hand, he slides the finger inside, curling it upwards and raking it along the top of your cunt. He pulls it out as you mewl beneath him, bringing the finger to his lips and licking the juices away. 

“Look at that, I don’t even need to prep you,” he says, his voice praising. He moves the hand to his cock, guiding himself to his entrance. You greedily swallow him up as he pushes inside, the both of you moaning in tandem.

Wasting no time, he gets to work bucking his hips, reaching deep into your core with his impressive length. He rubs a hand over your belly, right above where he’s thrusting into you.

“I’m going to fill you alllll the way up, right here,” he says, “I’ll fill you up so much there’s no way you won’t get pregnant.” 

You tighten around him. He pauses at the grip, before yanking the leash, pulling you up into a kiss. As his tongue snakes it’s way between your lips, he keeps going, thrusting faster and rougher as you both approach climax. When he lets loose inside of you, the hot rush of cum spurting inside sends you over the edge. Your cunt milks his cock for every drop, before the two of you finally collapse in a sweaty pile of limbs. 

“So,” Childe says, “Round two?” 

────────────────────────────────────────────

Gorou

He’s been acting strange lately. More impulsive, snappier and much, much touchier. You’ve finally worked up the courage to confront him about it, and now here you are, staring him down as he avoids your gaze.

“It’s heat,” he finally says, scratching his chin and looking down at the floor. You can see heat rising in his cheeks. “My kind go into heat. I’ve been taking steps to suppress it but… there’s only so much that magic and medicine can do.” 

Your face explodes in a blush. This wasn’t what you were expecting, not at all. Your own gaze wanders to the floor, and a thought flashes into your head as the awkward silence sits heavy between you. 

“If it’s heat, then don’t you just need to breed?” you ask. “Won’t you feel better after that?”

 His head snaps up at this, and he stares at you, his jaw hanging open. 

“It… it would probably help,” he admits after a few moments of gawking. 

With a deep breath for courage, you crawl across the floor towards him. 

“Then let’s do it,” you tell him. 

He looks like he wants to protest, but when you trail a hand down his abdomen, his base urges take control. He pushes you into the floor, pinning your hands and kissing you deeply. You moan into the kiss, and this draws a moan from him in turn. Your tongues swirl around each other, his sharp canines scraping across your bottom lip. 

A knee comes up between your legs, spreading them apart. His tail is flitting this way and that, and a hand moves from your wrist to your chest, pawing at your greedily through your clothes. 

When you pull away from the kiss for breath, he moves immediately to your neck, seemingly not wanting to waste even a second. 

“Gorou… Gorou slow down, let me get my clothes off,” you laugh though your heavy breaths.

“S-sorry!” he says, seeming to snap back into himself., he leans back onto his knees, freeing you to pull your top up over your head. He waits patiently as you peel your underwear off as well, before giving him a nod. Then he’s right back on you, nuzzling into your neck as his hands roam across your body. 

Soon, one hand drifts to his pants, from which he pulls out his rock hard cock. You can see that it’s already dripping, and realize just how much he needs this. Reaching down, you rub a few circles around your clit, before using two fingers to spread yourself wide. 

“Gorou,” you whine, “I’m ready. Fill me up, right here.” 

His tongue hangs halfway out of his mouth in a pant as he takes in the view of you, spread wide, his eyes sparkling with desire. Then he obliges, sliding his way in and immediately setting to work pumping inside of you. 

As deep in heat as he is, it doesn’t take long for him to come. You gasp as you can feel his engorged heat expanding inside of you, knotting into place as he rides out his long orgasm. The feeling of his hot seed spreading out deep inside of you, combined with the comfortable fullness of his knot gets you going. As he comes down from his climax, you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in close. 

“Don’t stop,” you whisper into his ear. Perking up, he nods. You’re in for a long night, it seems.

────────────────────────────────────────────

*What are you looking at?.... * 🫣❤️

@jackles010378

@call-me-mrs-winchester

@k-slla

@deans-spinster-witch

Castiel: Synonyms are weird because if you invite someone to your cottage in the forest, that sounds nice. But apparently, if I invite you to a cabin in the woods, that means you're going to die

Dean: My favourite is explaining the difference between a butt dial and a booty call

Sam: It's called connotations

Gabriel: What about, "forgive me father, I have sinned" and "sorry daddy, I've been naughty"

Sam: Great news! Language has now been banned!

Can we get headcannons on how the turtle bois will react to finding their S/O died

(Let’s make it more angsty they never got the “I love you” words)

Thank you for this !! Ngl I almost cried while making this lol , anyways enjoy !

The last breath

TW:very angstyyyy , reader dies, swears,tears,stabbing,panic attacks

Contains: Donnie x dead!reader Raphael x dead!reader and Leo x dead!reader.

——————————————————————————-

Donatello 💜

TW: angst, reader dying, swearing, tears , blood

- you two were fighting against the foot clan

- You were doing pretty well to be honest it seemed like the training had payed off

- You were kicking butt !

- Donnie seemed delighted that his partner is learning

- It felt like they were coming from all places at once

- You would turn around and the foot would be there

- it was all too much for you to handle

- After all this was your first mission

- Although Donnie was hesitant about letting you do this with him a hope filled him

- That maybe this was not the last one you guys would be doing together

- Obviously he hoped they you end up beating the foot

- But he couldn’t help admiring his attractive partner fighting with him

- at this point you had gone into another room to kick more foot clan ass

- That’s when he felt it

- The sinking feeling of your panic button going off

- He soon ran to track your location

- He could hear your faint screams for him

- He felt his whole body burn

- Tears threatening to fall

- He found you.

- The mess that was in front of him was unreal

- He froze

- You face covered in bruises

- The way you sprawled out on the floor

- Donnie felt his knees colapse in front of you

- His hands started to shake

- He felt as though he had been stabbed in the heart

- The way you looked could be indescribable

- The look of pure fear plastered on your face

- The way that you were calling out to him to help

- He was too slow

- He killed you.

- Tears poring from his face he called his brother Leo

“This is Leo leave a message …. Beep” his shakes could be heard through walls. “ Leo please pick up. I need you right now” his voice cracked with every word as he sobbed into you. By now he had grabbed you and held your lifeless body. “Please , she’s dead. They - they killed her. It was my f-fault I killed her. I didn’t get there quick enough. God I’m so sorry Y/N. I loved you more than life itself. I loved the way you helped me through all my downs. You were so patient with me. Even when no one was. Not even my own brothers. And now you’re dead. Because I killed you. Because of me I will never be able to hear that sweet I love you any more. *he sobs even heavier*” “beep beep beep” the phone hung up. That was it. All he ever stayed alive for. All he loved was there dead in his arms. How could he had been so stupid ? He shouldn’t have ever let her out on a mission. They were so happy when he asked. The sparkle in their eyes could light up any sky of the darkest nights. It was his fault, it was all his fault. He pressed his panic button and heard his three brothers trail in the abandoned room. The screams of you replayed in his head as his brothers tor Donnie off of your dead body. His screams filled his brothers ears as your filled his own. He loved you more than you will ever know. And know all he had to show for it was your dead fucking body.

Leonardo 💙

TW: angst, during post krang, crying

- He was celebrating saving the world

- He was so happy to finally be with people he cared for

- He realised that his one true love wasn’t here with him

- They had tried to call you before hand but you wouldn’t pick up

- He assumed that you were a bit traumatised by the whole krang incident

- Oh how wrong he was

- he soon realised that you probably were busy and stopped texting you as well

- That was not until he heard the tv playing the news station

- The list of dead peoples names

- Your name.

- He froze and everyone looked shocked

- He saw Your picture flash up on the tv

- He fell to his knees in pain

- The one person he could go to

- Gone.

- Like that

- How could he be so stupid to leave you on your own during New York’s worst villain yet

- The tears pored down his face

- He began to scream and become out of breath

- Your voice ringed in his head

- no. You never said I love you to him since the krang

- he would never hear it again.

The next moments became one big blur. Leo was pretty sure he had passed out. All he felt were big hands carrying him. He assumed it was his big brother taking him to his room. He felt drained. His brothers voices were muffled as they tried to understand what had happened. What had gone wrong? He slowly fell asleep as Raphael tucked him into bed. He drifted off with every thought being you. You were his life. His muse. How will he live without your presence filling his now ever growing whole in his heart. The weeks after your passing got worse. His brothers would hardly see his brother. One week he would sleep too much. The next week no sleep at all. His brothers frequently heard a series of nightmares throughout the nights. He was lost.

Raphael ❤️

TW:angst,tears,mention of panic attacks, stabbing

- he fell to his knees

- He held you close as your lifeless body moved with his violent sobs

- Your dead body

- You. His only love.

- You were just walking on a date and he felt you cling onto him

- The sound of stabbing rung in his ears as you collapsed next to him

- Blood spewing from your back

- The guy who did it ran away before any one could chase him

- His hands were blood stained and face tear full

- His eyes were red from crying and his heart hurt

- Like it physically hurt

- He felt as though you were a rag doll with how limp you were

- As you died in his arms all you could hear was his loud sobs and tight hold

- His shaking body ached for life from you boy no luck

- His screams of pain and sadness blurred into one as his brothers soon pulled him off of you

The next few weeks were horrible. He wanted to hold you , tell you be was sorry for not helping. You were his rock. You were his only source of comfort. The person he loved ever so much was now out of his life forever. All he dreamed of was your death. The touch of any of your clothes sent him into a panic attack as the memories of you and him came flooding back. He couldn’t bring himself to go around your apartment and pick out your stuff. He couldn’t do it. The smell of you lingered in his room and it pained him. He loved you more than you could ever know. The way you played with his bandana. The way that you held him even though he was too fearful of his spikes hurting you. You in fact could not care less about his spikes. You just wanted to show your love to him. He wanted to show you that too. And how he wished he would have done it more often. He knew he would never be the same with out you. He soon realised he would never hear your sweet voice again. The sound of your I love you’s became a blur. Wait. You never said that you loved him that same day. He would never get to hear that again. He broke down again. How could he ever live the same again?

——————————————————————————

I’m not crying , you are 😖😭

Also I didn’t do mikey as i have already done him many times ! I felt he probably needs a break lol

I hope you enjoyed this :D

Have a lovely day or night ❤️❤️

I've reluctantly accepted that I like him, whole fucking lot

He's so pretty too like damn

He has curly hair, and I (maybe overheard him telling his friends/seatmates of the tablegroup [he's completely new to the school despite joining third year]) heard that he uses like some type of mousse product but only on the front of his hair to make the curls extra pretty (he didn't use the word pretty, but they are) and the back of his hair is supposedly very soft

I'm down so bad and bro has no idea

And he has these big beautiful dark brown eyes like damn

I have a fucking problem

So I just started school again like, three days ago, and I got a new class

Luckily it seems pretty chill rn, the boys in my class aren't actively trying to ruin everyone's day, which is a nice contrast to my other class from the last two years

And there's a few guys in my class who aren't just new to the class, but new to the school

And our school is partially known for the fact that people who are professionally invested in a sport (training more times than average, joining stuff like actual championships in the country and sometimes even in Europe, that kind of stuff, like they're building a name for themselves gambit core srry my brain is weird in a sport)

And one of these guys is looking a little too fine in my eyes

I think im starting to have a crush, and I hate it 😭

I barely know anything abt him, I haven't spoken a single word to him yet and somehow since today my mind just decided to go "hey, yknow you wanna date him"

Please he does soccer (I really don't like soccer, at all, my friends might say I hate it with a passion bc I do)

I need help😭 like seriously, if you have advice, please give it