"Need A Light?"

Can Hawks get jealous of a plushie of himself????? I do not need a whole fic, short answer is more than enough for me ily.

*snort* We’re just turning Hawks into a complete dumbass, aren’t we?

You can’t believe you managed to get your hands on the limited edition Hawks plush. You’re gonna cherish it forever and ever. 

And then Hawks walks in while you’re hugging the stuffed version of him.

“Who is this?” Oh god he sounds mad. You were afraid that his bird brain would take this the wrong way.

“Keigo sweetie, I can expl-”

“Please, sweetheart. I’m sure he’s a grown man that can speak for himself.” He snatches the plushie out of your hands and grips its arms tightly. “What are you doing with my girl?”

The plushie keeps smiling as smugly as his living counterpart.

Hawks’s eye twitches. “What’s with that look? You’ve been banging her, haven’t you? Thought I wouldn’t find out?” He ends the sentence with a punch, sending the toy flying.

“Hawks stop! What the fuck?!” Your shouts are ignored as he dives after the plushie before it could somehow get back up.

The fight is brutal and you can only take cover as glass shatters, chairs fly, and Hawks gets a black eye. Only when the noise subsides do you finally step back out to see the horrific scene before you, your precious plushie torn apart before its life even began.

Hawks is still panting as he smiles at you, bits of stuffing decorating his body. “You won’t tell anyone about this, right, baby? Stay right there. I’m gonna get some gloves and a shovel.”

He steps over the mess and towards the door...before noticing the full length mirror on the wall.

Hawks takes a long look at his reflection, fists clenching so hard that his palms might begin to bleed.

“Who. The Fuck. Is This?”

✨ STUPID HEADCANON ✨

MC gets kidnapped by a cult that worships the brothers, and while the cult leader is monologuing about how MC is going to be sacrificed to the great seven lords of Hell, this poor human is just sitting there like “Damn this is gonna be hella awkward once I summon the brothers during the most dramatic moment”.

Cult Leader: We call upon our seven demonic princes of the Devildom to accept this sacrifice-

MC: Princes? Ugh, I almost forget those bastards are royalty. Though, it does explain why Mammon is always so iffy about doing his own laundry.

Cult Leader: What-

MC: Nononono, don’t mind me, continue on. Sorry for the interruption.

Cult Leader: …ahem. We call upon Belphegor, the Avatar of Sloth.

MC: Pfft, sleepy brat probably isn’t even listening right now.

Cult Leader (getting annoyed): We call upon Beelzebub, the feared Avatar of Gluttony-

MC: Oh, shit, you might not wanna call upon Beel, if he finds out you’re bothering me you all might end up as second breakfast.

Cult Leader: AND WITHOUT FURTHER INTERRUPTIONS. We ask Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust to-

MC: You’re not even going to give Asmo an extra compliment? At least call him the “divinely beautiful” Avatar of Lust.

Cult Leader: WE SUMMON THE VERY VERY SCARY AVATAR OF WRATH AS WELL.

MC (remembering how the last time they hung out with Satan he started spontaneously weeping because he remembered the sad ending of a book he read): …yeah. Hella scary, that one.

Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Envy, the master strategist, Leviathan!

MC: Master strategist? You know what? I’ll give you that, that one checks out.

Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Greed Mammon-

MC: My first man :D

Mammon: Hell yeah, human! Up top!

The cult: …AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

MC: Wow, they didn’t even get to Lucifer. How’d you get here so fast, Mam?

Mammon: Oh, I just heard you refer to me as your first man, as ya should, obviously, and I was so happy I decided to pop in and give ya some positive reinforcement. Now where’s my high five?

MC: I’m tied to this alter thing.

Mammon: Oh shit, ya are-

I'm currently dealing with my period 😭 Smuts about menstrual sex actually helps me to cope with it, but I can't find anything about hawks x reader, so I asked myself something : how would they have period sex ? (if you don't feel comfortable with period sex, it's ok, I understand !)

Red wings ain’t afraid of the red sea, honey!

As long as you’re comfortable enough to spread those legs during your period, Hawks is more than willing to show Aunt Flo a good time. Sex gives you relief, it gives him relief...where’s the downside? Just lay a towel under you and he’s ready to go to work. 

His tempo depends on your mood. If you’re feeling blue and yearning for extra affection, he’ll hold you as close as possible and move his hips nice and slowly, making sure you feel every inch of him. “Don’t worry, dove. I’m not going anywhere.”

If you’re feeling agitated and wanna be fucked as aggressively as you feel, you can either hop onto his lap and ride him to your heart’s content (he promises he won’t mind if it gets messy!), or let him take charge and pound away until his dick balances those pesky hormones.

Bonus because I’m gross: Hawks in birdbrain mode is an absolute animal during your period. Ovulation may be the hardest time to keep him away, but even when you become a curled up bleeding mess, he still wants that meat and he doesn’t care if it’s served extra rare. The natural smells just set him off, y’know? He knows that it embarrasses you and sometimes you have to physically push his head away from your crotch when he tries to get a good whiff. He really is trying to ignore it. Please be patient with him!

Sometimes I'd like to think Hawks sees Present Mic as a an actual humanoid parakeet.

Present Mic is never going to know how much he turns on the No.2 hero.

His ridiculous hairstyle is like the large crest of a strong and healthy male, flaunting it at all times while doing hero work. Whenever Mic is bobbing to music, all Hawks sees is a parrot demanding some attention and love.

And that voice? UMPH. Hawks can’t handle such a quirk. Where others hear an unbearable scream, Hawks hears the world’s most dominant mating call. His feathers can sense those screams a whole city away, and it takes a lot of willpower to not follow such a powerful, confident call and tell Mic that yes, he accepts his loud offer to smash.

Hawks keeps it all to himself. Mic doesn’t need to know.

Experiment 184

Harpy Hawks x Scientist! Reader

Sequel - Crimson Pride

Warnings - yandere vibes but not really, forced breeding (for science <,<), non/dubcon, a needle is used once (1), ovipositor and oviposition(eggs), scummy company shenanigans, bondage and a voyeuristic Enji

Taglist - @mandalorian-baby-bird , @stainedglass-wings

“Another day, another dead intern. We do have a sign up on subject 184’s habitat that only females are allowed in, right?” You ask the only other main scientist as you waltz into the shared office space. “Yes, Nobara had posted it the same day we made that little ‘discovery’ but you know how these interns they hire are. They’re overeager kids who think if they figure out something no one else did then they’ll be set for life or something like that.” Shota’s tired voice answers back as you pass him his usual coffee, triple shot espresso with two sugars. “How’s the subject doing anyway? He always gets so grouchy after we have to sedate him.” You complain while your always tired co-worker pulls up a live camera feed.

“You tell me. Seems he’s been doing that since he was sedated so we could get the kid’s corpse out.” He tells you as you lean closer to look at the feed. Subject 184, or at least what you can see of him through the thick canopy, is flying up to the dome and trying to scratch the glass…again. “See, this is why I don’t like newbies having access to the habitat. Now I have to calm him down before we do anything else.” You whine as you collapse into your chair.

“Or we could just try to train him with the cloth again. He’s part bird, so it could work this time.” You glare at him while he settles into his chair, life sustaining coffee in hand. “Yes but unlike birds, he has an unreasonably high intelligence. Not to mention the way things ended last time we tried it, Dr. Usagiyama is still paying for therapy for the intern that went to check on him. Poor girl, hopefully guys like scars.” Shota chuckles and leans back in his chair.

“Don’t know about that but I’ll bet you lunch that the moment you step in, he’ll calm down and act like he’s the victim.” You stare at him and just turn to face your computer as you start your morning paperwork. “I don’t like bets that I know I’ll lose.”

~*~

Subject or experiment 184, depending on who’s asking for details, was a creature that had been found by your company’s founder Enji Todoroki on one of his excursions to some remote island. Supposedly the creature had nearly taken out the whole group until Mr. Todoroki had subdued the young creature, and now 19 years later you’re one of the only scientists left from the original team of 10. Now due to the creature, that team of 10 has been reduced to 3 with a fleet of interns to act as fodder for the creature’s talons and teeth.

When you originally joined, you were just a recent college graduate that had earned an internship in the prestigious Todoroki Group and you had been told you’d be doing grunt work for a special project. You were so excited that you didn’t even think to read the papers you were signing that said until you either died or suffered extreme injury that you could not leave the company or breathe a word of the project to anyone outside of the project about it.

You spent your time as an intern just logging meal times and reactions to different foods, the speed the creature always devoured meat and especially chicken was always a little terrifying. It wasn’t until you had rushed in to try and save a fellow intern from the creature’s talons that you found yourself catapulted into your role as it’s caregiver.

You were supposed to go home after feeding the subject, but the screeching and screaming coming from the habitat made you run into the glass dome without thinking to call for backup. You were greeted by the sight of the poor intern’s face cut and his shoulders were slashed, despite all that you focused on the adolescent creature that stood above him with his crimson wings stretched out to seem more intimidating than need be.

“Get away from him! Back!” You ordered the creature, your heart pumping loud enough to sound more like part of a drum than an organ. To your surprise, he listened and stepped back as you took more confident steps toward him and the injured intern.

After that day, he refused to listen to anyone but you. So the head of the study, Dr. Rumi Usagiyama, decided to see how long you’d last as the creature’s tutor, playmate, and food bringer. You’ve been able to last four years so far, but you really can’t help but wonder when will he finally snap and kill or maim you too?

~*~

Shaking your head free of your thoughts and memories of the past four years, you stand up with a loud yawn and stretch your stiff arms out. “Well I guess I should go check on him. Are you able to see what he’s doing right now?” You turn to Shota as you take your lab coat off and hang it over your chair. “No, he’s been keeping out of sight of the cameras for the past hour. Be careful going in there, the second you think you’re in danger just leave.” “Got it dad.” You roll your eyes and head out into the hallway, taking your time getting to the habitat.

‘Yesterday I went over how killing others is bad and I don’t approve of it, but I guess I’ll have to go over it again today. Maybe I’ll go over personal space too, he seems to always want to sit right next to me.’ You sigh and greet the security guards at the steel door to the habitat as you’re patted down before entering. The first thing you notice when you enter the rainforest-esque habitat is the damn humidity and the second is the number of bright red feathers everywhere you look.

‘Maybe he’s molting? It could explain his increased aggression. Something to check for, at least.’ You step further in and cup your hands around your mouth. “Keigo!” You call out and look around for the feathered bird man. You jump when feathered arms wrap around you and a nose is nuzzled into the back of your neck. “Keigo, no. You don’t sneak up on people.” You gently scold him as you put your hands on his arms and wait for him to move.

“Miss you, couldn’t help. Need show you.” Instead of simply letting go of you, he tugs on your wrist and tries to drag you deeper into the manufactured forest. “Keigo, we ask our friends if they want to go somewhere.” He stops trying to drag you off and pouts as he pivots back to face you. “Please come see. Better?” You nod and let him guide you to whatever he wanted to show you.

Despite his high intelligence and how quickly he grasped your language, he still prefers communicates with low pitched ‘peeps’ and chirps with others. A part of you believes it all to be him putting on a show to appear less intelligent, which has tricked interns and other scientists in the past into dropping their guard around him.

You observe your surroundings as you’re dragged to your destination and notice that you’ve only passed one of the twenty cameras in the habitat. Whatever it is that he wants to show you, he’s managed to build it completely away from the view of the cameras and the viewing platform at the southern edge of the habitat.

He stops just in front of a large jelutong tree, in fact you’d argue it’s the largest and fullest one in the habitat, and you turn your head as you look for whatever it is he wanted to show you. “Okay to fly?” He asks as he kneels in front of you. “Oh okay, just be careful Keigo.” You tell him as you climb onto his back and carefully wrap your arms around his neck, being considerate of his neck plumage. He stands and jumps before taking off, soaring up into the tree in just a few seconds and landing on a thick branch before a giant nest.

“Here, built for you.” He says as he kneels in the large wooden and feather covered nest to let you down. “You did a good job.” You compliment him as you study the well built nest.

It was probably about 28 feet wide and 20 or maybe even 22 feet deep. It also was extremely well built; made up of woven leaves, sticks and discarded feathers while more leaves and feathers were used to act as filler for the deep nest. It was also settled in the crook of several thick branches while canopied from above and had a near perfect view of the forest below.

“Well let’s sit.” You pat the spot next to you and he immediately sits, well more like flops, down next to you and wraps his larger back wings around the two of you. “Today, I want to talk about other people and how to treat them.” You push his blonde head away from your bosom as he drapes himself over you. “Which includes giving people their personal space. Keigo, I do not want you to touch me unless I say it’s okay.” You explain as you scoot away, but he just tilts his head and follows you.

“No, stay in your space. This here,” you hold your hands in front of you and literally keep him at arm’s length, “is how far I want you to stay back. If you can do that then I’ll brush your feathers out later.” You could almost swear stars appeared in his golden hued eyes as he nodded and backed away from you. “Good job, now stay there. Why did you attack the intern that came in last night?” Immediately his good mood turns sour and he leans back and crosses his arms.

“Strangers don’t belong. Only you and Bunny and Enji.” You stifle a laugh and sigh at his possessiveness of his ‘territory’. “Keigo, it’s okay for others to come in sometimes. They’re just checking on you or your food supply. No one else wants to take your territory from you, they just want to know you’re okay.” You explain as his face just turns more and more sour.

You wonder if he’s even listening to you as you try to talk to him about societal etiquette, like how murdering others is very bad, and the beeping on your wrist lets you know two hours has already gone by.

“Alright, I need to get going soon. First though, since you were good and gave me my space then I’ll brush your feathers out. You can come closer now, Keigo.” You lean back slightly as he bolts over to you and turns around and extends his wings.

You reach your hands up to the base of his enormous wings and run your hands down to the tips, collecting any stray or loose feathers and setting them aside. It’s quiet between you two as you card your fingers through the soft down gently and he all but melts with your touch.

“Please stay. I don’t want you to leave.” He mutters when you finish and give him a light nudge to try and get him off your lap. “I’ll come back in a few hours. I have to go back or others will come in here to try and get me out.” He grunts and stands, meanwhile you stretch your arms out before standing as well.

“I’ll be back with lunch, do you want chicken or pork today?” You ask him as you climb onto his back and wait for him to finish his descent to the ground. “Whatever you like. Food is food, I just want to eat with you.” If you were new to being his caretaker, you’d be a flustered stuttering mess. He says this everyday though so the magic has kinda worn off by this point.

“Alright, I’ll be back with some chicken then. Be good and don’t attack anyone.” You tell him as you hop off his back and head towards the thick security door. You throw him one last wave as the door hisses open and walk through, just missing the dark look on his face as the door shuts behind you.

~*~

“Everything went okay in there? I lost you on the cameras until you two appeared at the end of your visit.” You jump as Shota creeps up behind you. “Don’t scare me like that, old man! Yeah, he just showed me a nest he had made. I am concerned that he knows where all the cameras are though, but I know if we add more then he’ll just figure out where those are.” You sigh and lean against the plain concrete wall behind you.

“Why do I get the feeling that he’s going to try and escape one of these days? It doesn’t help that everything lately feels like a Jurassic Park movie.” You snort and turn to the older man with a quirked eyebrow. “With two major differences; we’ve got one creature to contain and he’s somewhat human and can be reasoned with. Last I checked, dinosaurs can’t be reasoned with.” You grin and walk beside him on your way back to the office.

“You’re wrong; you’re the only one that can reason with him. Even the boss and Rumi can’t get him to do what they say. Look, I just think you need to be more careful considering his attachment to you. I’m heading out early for the day, take care of yourself.” He walks off once you reach the shared office space. “Why does everyone say that? He’s listened to Dr Usagiyama before, I think.” You mumble to yourself as you begin to open the door but pause when you hear the company’s founder and the head of your project talking inside.

“Is he stable enough to be tested on? Just yes or no.” “It’s not as simple as a yes or no answer, Enji! Yes; he’s strong and resilient enough to handle testing, but he doesn’t actually listen to anyone. You’ve seen the reports of dead or fatally wounded interns, haven’t you? Imagine if he refused to cooperate with some of the tests and lashed out? You’d have more than just a few dozen dead interns to deal with.”

“Then make him stable enough. Drug him if you have to, I don’t care. I just want results and an answer to whether or not we can move forward.” You hear Dr Usagiyama scoff and you can’t help but want to do the same. “Look, I get that you think being able to mass produce harpies would make you even richer and everything but he’s still a living creature that we don’t know a thing about.” You cover your mouth as you hear a harsh smack in the dead silence between the two.

“You don’t know a damn thing. Either do what I tell you to or I’ll replace you and ruin your life, got it?” “…yes sir.” You quickly run down the hallway and hide behind a corner and watch the hulking figure of Enji Todoroki emerge from the shared office. You wait for him to move further down the hall before you go back to the door and knock before entering. “Hey, is everything okay? I just saw Mr. Todoroki leaving, are his panties in a twist again?” You jest as you enter and spot Dr. Usagiyama sitting at her desk with her back to you.

“He was just checking on our progress with Keigo. Nothing to worry about.” You try to get a look at her face but her silky white hair pretty much obscures every angle you could see her from. “Alright, I was about to go get lunch, just needed to grab my purse. Do you want me to get you anything? My treat!” You smile, but your smile dims when she just shakes her ‘no’. “If you change your mind, just text me.” You grab your purse and leave, your mind heavy with all that you overheard. In your distracted state you don’t notice the solid wall of muscles in front of you until you smack into it, probably breaking your nose.

“Ow, sorry. I wasn’t looking…” you trail off as you look up and at the face of the tyrant that was just in your office. “You’re the bird’s caretaker, aren’t you? I need to ask you something. Do you think he’s capable of breeding other species?” Your mind blanks as you process the question, sure as he’s gotten taller and grown lean muscle where his feathers aren’t has given your nightly fantasies plenty of fuel but you’ve never truly thought he’d even want to reproduce, let alone be in the same room as any other creature.

“If his issue with others ‘invading’ his territory is solved then, possibly.” The scarred giant puts his hand up to silence you and you almost wince, thinking he was going to do to you what he did to your boss. “Thank you for your answer.” Then he turns and walks away from you, leaving you standing in the middle of the empty hallway with an aching nose and a bad feeling in your stomach.

~*~

Later that night as you toss and turn in your small bed you can’t help but feel that ball of anxiety wound up and grow, even if you’re away from work and in the comfort of your cozy apartment. With a groan you get out of your bed and head into your tiny kitchen to fix yourself a cup of tea to attempt to calm whatever it is you’re feeling.

You turn the electric kettle on and turn around to get a tea bag when your mouth is covered by a gloved hand and a masked man grabs your arms and pins them above your head. You try to scream and when that doesn’t work you bite down as best as you can as another person appears from behind the bulky man and pulls something out of a bag.

Your eyes widen when the dim lights reveal the item to be a syringe, ready to be used. You struggle as best you can in the unknown man’s vice grip but your efforts are fruitless as the needle is roughly jammed into your arm and whatever is in it gets pumped into your bloodstream.

Within minutes you begin to feel weak and drowsy and the man practically holding you up now draws his hand back from your mouth, deeming you too weak to be able to call out for help. “Atta girl, just go to sleep. My partner and I will make sure you’re nice and ready to make some history.” The pair chuckle as you’re thrown over the larger man’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The last thing you’re aware of in your deteriorating condition is the other man digging around his bag for something and then your heavy eyes shut before you see or hear what it was.

~*~*~

Everything’s blurry and sounds so far away, like you’re in a tunnel, when you come around. Your head feels like it’s been filled with cotton or sand. You try to bring your hands up to rub your eyes but you can’t move them, in fact you can’t move anything! You can hear something or someone to your right but everything hurts when you try to turn your head.

You groan and open your eyes and flinch at the bright lights above you. Slowly you blink your eyes open and take in your surroundings. The first thing you see is green; a lush vibrant canopy of leaves up above you. Your eyes trail down from the leaves and down the bark of some very familiar looking trees before widening at the sight of Keigo chained to the wall to your left. “Ah, you’re finally awake. Maybe now your pet bird will calm down.” You whip your view towards the voice and spot Enji up on…the habitat’s viewing platform.

“Wuh ‘oing on?” You manage to mumble out, your tongue feeling like a dead weight in your mouth. “Hm, I guess those grunts used too much. Doesn’t really matter, breeding cows don’t need to speak.” Your eyes widen as he utters those words out and it’s then that you notice the cloying humidity against your bare skin, only your wrists and ankles covered by rough ropes.

“See Keigo? She’s fine, she just can’t wait to be your mate. Now calm down and let the medicine Dr.Usagiyama gave you work and you can go see her.” The man above you says dismissively as Keigo’s thrashing slows, his chains stop rattling and he stops his high pitched chirping.

You try to move, to cover yourself or get away but the ropes tethered to the ground keep you from doing anything but wriggle in the dirt. “Keep squirming like that and I’ll think you actually want this. You should be happy; you’re no longer going to be an overworked glorified zookeeper. You’ll even get to help usher in a new discovery, and you’ll keep doing so until you become infertile.” The scarred man explains as he watches you attempt to cover yourself from his gaze.

“Hm, those hormones should be effective by now. Keigo! Do you want to go play with your mate? Show her what her new purpose is?” You watch the birdman hesitate and then fervently nod, his chest heaving and wings twitching. You hear the man above you chuckle and then something beeps and your world is turned into a sea of crimson while feathered hands roam your helpless body. “S-top ‘eigo, I-I don’t want-“ you’re interrupted by his lips clumsily pressing against yours in an awkward and wet kiss.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. Just need you. Feel so full, I need your help.” He whines as he presses sloppy kisses against your lips then your cheek and then your neck. Leaving little nips, careful not to tear your skin with his serrated teeth. The same teeth you’ve seen him easily tear apart a cow’s carcass in seconds, are now carefully nipping at your sensitive skin like a playful lover’s.

You whine and clench your eyes shut when you feel something long and hot and wet press against your abdomen. Shivers run down your spine with each press of his lips against your skin and you rub your thighs together as best you can when you feel a heat begin to spread in your body.

“Keigo, n-not here. Please!” You beg as you close your eyes, unable to shield your body from the gaze of the man above you two. “Can’t wait, next time it can be in the nest.” He rushes out as he grabs your warm cheeks and coaxes you into a passionate and wet kiss, his tongue darting into your mouth to mingle with your hesitant one.

You whimper into his mouth as you feel something poke your lower lips before they’re parted and by the time your brain has caught up to the quick jab into your dry cunt, you’re already crying out in pain and thrashing to get away from him.

“St-top! It hurts! Please, just stop!” You throw your face away from Keigo’s searching lips as he stills inside your painfully tight walls, trying to force its current intruder out. “Is that any way for your mate to talk to you? Is it Keigo?” Enji eggs the harpy on, trying to get him to continue to breed you.

“No, but if it hurts…I’m sorry. Should have waited for you to be okay. I love you, I want to be your mate.” His voice faded off as he nuzzled into your neck, tender and sweet.

You hiccup and sob until the pain fades away, leaving just a dull ache between your legs. “Feel better?” He asks and waits for you to nod before he starts to move again, pulling out till just the fat head was inside and slowly moving in again. This time his whole length slid in until your hips were pressed flush against his. You bite your lip to keep from whining at the movement.

“Pretty mate, soft mate, such a sweet mate.” Keigo drunkenly mumbles into your skin, his feathers ghosting over your sweat covered skin. “A-aren’t you going to move?” You quietly stutter out, trying not to be heard by the scum watching you two. As if to answer your question, you feel something throb within you before a warmth floods your insides.

“Ah! W-what the hell is tha-ahhh!” You moan out as something round and heavy rolls into your womb and knock into your sensitive walls. “T-ten more, you can fit ten more.” Keigo mutters and chirps as that same pressure before appears again and again and again. Each time whatever the things are appear and get pushed into your stuffed womb, you can feel them knock into your walls and the pressure just pushes you closer and closer to something.

“Hm, so males of his species deposit eggs into their mates. Now what happens when a human gets stuffed full of those eggs?” You can barely hear Enji mutter above you two, your surroundings are getting blurry while the pressure within and Keigo’s minor movements are at the forefront of your mind.

“K-Keigo, no more. Please no more! I feel so full already.” You cry and thrash even though you’re bound and the heavy eggs inside keep you from doing anything but take what their sire continues to give you.

“J-just a few more, please. It hurts so much, mate can do this for me, right?” No matter how much you cry and beg, Keigo keeps giving those tiny thrusts that push the last of his eggs into your full womb. By the time the ninth one is pushed into you, you’re keening and arching your back as your body seizes up and your toes curl from the intense orgasm that ricochets through your body.

You’re panting and tears are spilling from your eyes as you lift your head and see your bulging stomach. You already look like a woman in the late stages of her pregnancy, there’s no way you can take anymore, right?!

You get your answer as your cervix is stretched one last time, this time though you can feel that the last one is larger than all the others have been and you grit your teeth in pain as it’s forced through to join the others. You cry out as Keigo finally pulls his long cock out from your stuffed body and flinch as he collapses next to you on the faux jungle floor.

“Congratulations, you’re now an incubator for his race’s new generation. Someone will be around in the morning to make sure you lovebirds have food.” You let out a weak sob as Enji’s parting words linger behind him, echoing in the recesses of your mind. “Thank you for being my mate, I’m so lucky to have met you.” Keigo pants into your skin as he cuts your wrists free from the ropes binding them. “I may need to make a bigger nest though.”

Those were the last words you heard before your body shut itself down, too tired and worn by the trauma and the breeding that was forced onto it.

HOW HE WOULD SOUND MOANING JJK EDITION

mdni, nsfw audios : jjk men, headphones in, whimpering, cursing

TOJI : LINK

waking up near dawn all hot and bothered with his morning wood pressed against your ass, waking you up for a quickie by rutting against your ass. “c‘mon doll, make me feel good.” his rough morning voice was enough to have you pouncing on top of him, “atta fuckin’ girl, fuck me jus like that baby.” he ran his fingers through his hair, gusting out a shaky groan before placing his hands around your hips.

GOJO : LINK

doesn’t know how to control his vocals when bottoming out inside you, too dazed to even think straight as he’s only focus on cumming inside you. “nghh fuck, m‘so close! wanna cum inside, needa fill you up.” he whined, folding you into a mating-press as he moaned into your ear. “feels too good, baby.” satoru panted as he became much more sensitive, “gonna milk my dick dry, huh?” his lips curled into a lazy grin.

CHOSO : LINK

choso with his pathetic little whines as he lets you overstimulate him. chanting fucks, pleases and incoherent whine as he fucks up into your palm. “p-please baby, m‘so close my dick s‘gonna explode!” he whined with a shaky pants, leaking pre-cum all over your hand. edging him closer and closer to his orgasm as his stomach flexed, “i’ll be a good boy, swear.” he bit down on his bottom lip.

SUKUNA : LINK

he’s too tired to even care about how he sounds, all that matters to him is being inside your tight pussy. “so fuckin’ tight, angel.” his voice deeper and gruffer than usual, steadily entering into your cunt. “gonna take me all the way in like a good girl, yeah?” he taunted, burying his cock to the hilt. “ya feel me in there?” he grinned into your sweet spot, letting out a lustful chuckle.

NANAMI : LINK

him pounding into a fleshlight in thought of your warm pussy, fluttering around his length just overstimulating himself as he internally begs to be inside you. “f-fuckk, yeah.” his groan is almost close to a whimper as he thrusts into the tight hole of his fleshlight. “gonna fuck the real thing tonight.” he gritted through teeth, leaning back in his work chair. “needa cum deep inside.”

"I WARNED YOU, I WARNED YOU!"

Still trying to figure out how to draw him but I'm super happy with the way this turned out!!

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Emmet and Ingo wallpaper, posters version. Soon on my shop

I'm still in my submas obsession

Finally finished that one!

Cilan isn‘t used to interacting with guests and is more used to harsh words than kind ones. While insults don‘t reach him much anymore, standing in front of his idols does make him nervous

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Concept: Hawks sometimes likes to snack from the bird feeders. I love birdbrain Hawks sm.

Well, given that he’s a hawk, clearly you mean that he likes to invade the bird feeders and eat any unfortunate little critters that are eating from it.

You’re thinking someone really needs to take care of these horrible stray cats. You never see them, but they’re always leaving trails of feathers from the poor birds that are just visiting your yard.

Hawks agrees with you as he tries not to cough up feathers of the robin he just had for a snack.