WEIRD KID SCARAMOUCHE

My thief(Yandere Naveen x Flynn Ryder!Male!Reader x Yandere Prince Charming/Henry)

TW/CW:PRINCE CHARMING HAS A NAME! I LOOKED IT UP ITS FUCKING HENRY!, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship,abusive behavior,abusive relationship,Reader and Repunzel are friends and aren’t dating,Repunzel acts like a curious little puppy sister towards Reader,Reader isn’t a thief but still pit pockets other but only for good deed,Reader is Repunzel’s adopted brother,Reader was a thief but stopped after meeting his now adopted sister,tell me if I missed anything,came out shorter then wanted sorry

A/N from May 31,2023:I’ll make a part two soon because this was shorter then I wanted and I plan on making more with this

•Okay you met Naveen by pure fucking accident

•You and your adopted sister Repunzel were going through the market as she was curious

•She let go of your hand which worried you as your sister was a curious puppy because of that old lady

•You bumped into Naveen when you finally found her

“Oh! Oh! Look at this Y/N!” Looking over you saw your sister pointing at some random thing,you knew she was innocent and oblivious of the real world because of Mother Gothal but god damn is this heartbreaking. “Yeah,you like it?” “Mhm! I don’t wanna but it though! It’s just pretty to look at~!” You chuckled at your sisters action but something caught your eye. You didn’t realize that Repunzel let go of your hand and ram somewhere. “Uh sir” “hm? Yes?” “Your sister…she left” Looking around you saw Repunzel was gone so your worry meter went through the roof. “Thank you!” You started running around like you were being chased by the police again. “REPUNZEL!” “Y/N~!” You heard her voice and rushed towards her but soon bumped into someone. “Oh I’m so so sorry! I was just trying to get my sister I did-“ you heard the mystery person chuckle that’s when you looked up. He was handsome and his chuckle was beautiful. “It’s fine,I’m Naveen” “Y/N Ryder” soon your sister skipped towards you then grabbed your hand. “This is Repunzel,my sister” “It’s nice to meet you both”

•you all became friends as Repunzel loved his personality and you two just clicked instantly

•whenever he sang Repunzel would dance and you would just watch it all happen as you’ve never dance

•He convinced you to dance with him by taking your hands and started to dance with you

•You met Prince Charming or Henry when your family and his finally made an alliance through paper work because they didn’t believe in marriage alliances

Your hands were sweating and slightly shaking. You wiped your hands on your pants then took deep breaths compared to your sister she was as calm as a perfect breeze which calmed you down slightly. Grabbing her hand she saw that you were worried so she softly ran her thumb over your knuckles calming you down more. You saw Prince Henry and his father walk up towards your parents looking serious or at least Henry’s father did as Henry was just smiling brightly which reminded you of your sister. You felt at peace for a moment then realized what you're here to do again,an alliance between your and his nation. Your father and mother were talking to Henry’s father while Henry was beside you and your sister. She was chatting him up while you were waiting to join in. “This is my big brother! Y/N say hi!” “Hello there” you put your hand out for him to shake which he did shake but he was smiling more widely making you nervous. Henry never thought he’d find love not until he met you, a dashing s/c boy who is oddly looking everywhere. He knew your name was Y/N because of the fact you were an ex-criminal who was a famous thief until you rescued the long lost princess.

Your hands were sweating and slightly shaking. You wiped your hands on your pants then took deep breaths compared to your sister she was as calm as a perfect breeze which calmed you down slightly. Grabbing her hand she saw that you were worried so she softly ran her thumb over your knuckles calming you down more. You saw Prince Henry and his father walk up towards your parents looking serious or at least Henry’s father did as Henry was just smiling brightly which reminded you of your sister. You felt at peace for a moment then realized what you're here to do again,an alliance between your and his nation. Your father and mother were talking to Henry’s father while Henry was beside you and your sister. She was chatting him up while you were waiting to join in. “This is my big brother! Y/N say hi!” “Hello there” you put your hand out for him to shake which he did shake but he was smiling more widely making you nervous. Henry never thought he’d find love not until he met you, a dashing s/c boy who is oddly looking everywhere. He knew your name was Y/N because of the fact you were an ex-criminal who was a famous thief until you rescued the long lost princess.

•The boys couldn’t handle the idea of the other one taking you away. They both want to keep you to themselves and won’t be letting you go at all!

•Watching them fight everyday about you was much annoying and honestly? You started to hate them

•They knew they were losing you so they started to come to an alliance to let you be

•No matter what you’ll be theirs until then

Umm can I request demon slayer kagaya ubuyashiki with Dom male : kagaya gets jealous and acts like a brat and he gets punished (๑`✪̤◡✪̤)◞ღԵհɑղƘՏღ

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Kagaya x Dom reader

kagaya ubuyashiki x dom reader

[this happens during kagaya's youth!]

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woah, I never thought of doing a demon slayer one but, wow.

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anyways, I added a little thing or two but it mainly revolves around your request.

hope it's not too bad.

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enjoy, weird font anon ! ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

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⨴ Bratty Kagaya getting jealous because Reader isn't giving him attention and instead, to his work.

⨴ Bratty Kagaya pushing reader to his limits.

⨴ Reader having enough and discipling Kagaya until he can't think of disobeying him any more.

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⁘ Kagaya was impatient. His boyfriend wasn't paying him any attention and instead to his work. It went on like so for 3 days until Kagaya couldn't take it anymore. He was going to make his sweet Reader spend time with him. While Reader was scribbling onto some scrolls, Kagaya pushed Reader's ink block aside and sat on Reader's thighs. "Kagaya dear, I'm a bit busy with the shipments. I'll join you in a bit, okay?" Reader said as he patted Kagaya's back. "Hmmph!" Kagaya puffed out and headed to their room. But, not without blowing out the candle reader was using to do his work. Reader got a bit pissed of but,, he re-lit the candle and continued his work.

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Reader went to bed and saw Kagaya sleeping peacefully. He patted his lover's head and went under the covers. But, Kagaya pulled away the sheet and Reader was left without covers for the night.

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And so, Kagaya kept doing these little things and Reader was pissed off. And he decided that he had enough.

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"Kagaya, would you come here?" Reader asked while he was rubbing his ink block. Kagaya didn't say anything and was preparing to leave. "Kagaya." Reader said as he waited patiently. Kagaya shivered at the sound of his boyfriend's voice, He approached the seated Reader and sat in front of him. "Kagaya, are you purposefully angering me." Reader said as he stared at his bratty lover. "'S'cause..." Kagaya murmured. "It's 'cause you aren't giving me any attention!" Kagaya said as he punched his lover's chest, in tears. "Is..that so?" Reader said as he pulled Kagaya towards him and embraced him. Kagaya thought that he and his boyfriend were going to spend time together. Reader grinned and tied Kagaya's hands together in one swift move. "R-Reader?!" Kagaya yelled out. "Shut it, Kagaya. Just shut up. Bend over my knees." Kagaya shivered at the sound of his lover's voice. Never in the 3 years of his life had he heard his sweet, sweet Reader's voice loud and harsh. Kagaya got up and with shaky legs, went over to Reader. Reader couldn't wait so he ; pulled Kagagya towards him, bent him over his knees, lifted up his yukata and told him to count.

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This wasn't the attention Kagaya wanted. But, he couldnt complain. A mad Reader wasn't too bad. ⁘

﹒genshin impact

﹒arataki itto

﹒bottom!itto, top!malereader, overstim, nipple play, belly bulge, fingering/prep, crying itto, male sex, nsfw & 18+

“mnh.. mgh!” itto whimpered, the sound muffled by his hand. you remove his hand and replace it with your lips, his little moans like music to your ears. he holds your neck with his calloused hands, savoring your taste. you pull away much to his dismay, but that’s soon forgotten once you start kissing down his neck. 

you make your way down his body, stopping at his chest. you watch as he starts to squirm, the anticipation getting to him. you start lapping at the bud, listening as he whines and moans your name. your hand now rubbing his very noticeable bulge, “ahn! fuck..”. he covers his mouth with his hand once again, his muffled moans becoming louder within seconds.

as you continue licking and biting at his buds, you bring your hand up to his mouth, sticking out two fingers. he seems to get the message and removes his hand, now sucking on your fingers. the pressure on his chest causing choked moans to be forced out of him. you figure he’s done working on your fingers, so you pull them away along with your mouth, which was attached to his chest.

he watches in anticipation as your circle his rim, watching as it clutches around nothing. “hnm.. j-just, please..” he begs, lifting his hips up and presenting himself to you. slowly you stick a finger inside him, receiving a gasp of pain. “relax, itto, it’ll hurt more if you don’t.” you warn, rubbing circles on his back as your start thrusting your finger in and out of him. the gentle feeling of your fingers rubbing his back relaxing him, soon whining and whimpering in pleasure.

itto whimpered, his thighs shaking slightly as he tried to close them, but they were spread by your hands. his eyes wonder your body, resulting in him rubbing his thighs for some sort of stimulation. itto let his head fall forward, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. “please…” he begged you silently, his hands tugging at your belt. your calloused hand wrapping around his hard, sensitive cock. he moaned, bucking his hips and throwing his head back.

his hips rocking into your hand. his body yearned for you. his begging and sobbing became incoherent as you continued your pumps, precum violently leaking from his tip. his vision blurred and he became hazy by the mere touch of you. his whimpers and moans grew in volume, not being able to form complete sentences. his legs shake along with his body as he came.

you scoff at the cum that covered your hand, watching in amusement as itto’s shaky hands pathetically grip the bedsheets. you start settling yourself between itto’s legs. he looks at you with teary eyes, watching in anticipation as you settle his legs on your shoulders. he whimpers, his teeth biting into his lower lip. you lube your dick with itto’s cum before lining yourself up with his hole.

his body starts to tremble as you start entering him, his dick becoming hard again within a second. his tears finally fall from his eyes, making the scene even more erotic. he whimpered as he knitted his eyebrows together. “ungh! f—uck! i can’t, mph!” he sobs loudly, instinctively shutting his thighs, only to be stopped by your own.

your thrusts start harsh, giving him no time to adjust. he writhed as you continued without faltering, overstimulated and sobbing. ittp’s vision was blurring and his were legs shaking. he yearned for you, his hands were deperate to feel your body, every flaw and curve. you watch him thrust his hips up and twist when you press on the evident bulge in his stomach. 

“please.. plea-mmph!” his begging falls silent to ears as your hand covers his mouth. you thrust rather roughly into him, the action causing him to moan lewdly. your excitement becoming more evident as you watch the tears fall from his eyes. he sobs and bucks his hips up. he moans, sobbing dramatically as his body twists and turns in overstimulation. his hands desperately scratching his own thighs.

he quickly shakes his head, more tears spilling from his eyes. his body shakes as his orgasm builds up, ready to be released. you notice this as speed your thrusts up, watching as his hips lift as he cums. he whined, a girlish squeal leaving his lips. legs turning limp as your harsh thrusts knocked the air out of his lungs.

Dressed Up & Knocked Up

bottom!ftm!yandere gorou x top!masc!kitsune reader

↳ W.C: 957

↳ [Event Request] | ↳ [No AFAB Language Ver]

CW: Non-Con, Aphrodisiac, Breeding, Nipple Sucking, Overstimulation, Knotting, Manipulation

You, Yae [Name], sibling of Yae Miko, run the Yae Publishing House together. Meaning you know Ms. Hina well, very well. In fact, Ms. Hina is right here in your house.

"This looks amazing on you! I knew I made the right choice in choosing this fabric." You admire the new outfit you created for Ms. Hina's meet and greet.

"Thank you." Gorou smiles demurely. "I got you something, for your hard work." He hands you a small box of candies.

"Aw, really? I appreciate that a lot, Gorou, thank you." You eat one, tasting your favorite flavor. "How did you know I liked this?"

"Lucky guess." Gorou smiles.

As the sibling to a mischievous kitsune, you can tell when someone's got something up their sleeve.

You brushed it off, thinking your suspicions were wrong but you soon found out otherwise.

Your vision goes blurry, eyes focused on the very attractive guy in front of you. You try not to think about how much you'd like to devour him right now.

"Are you okay?" Gorou's voice only adds fuel to your fire of arousal. "Do you need water?" He notices you stumbling and helps you, your head hovering over his shoulder. He smells so good.

You slam him against the wall and bring him into a messy, heated kiss. You lift his legs up and search for his underwear, finding nothing but his wet sex. You don't think much of it, besides the consistent need to breed him, and pull off your pants.

Gorou wraps his arms and legs around you as you force yourself into him. You part from the kiss, only to focus on his neck. You kiss and lightly nip at his flesh as you get yourself fully inside him.

He leans back, moaning euphorically as you fulfill his long time fantasy. It's too bad he had to drug you though. You don't waste much time and start pounding into his pussy ruthlessly. Your nails dig into his sides as you bask in the amazing feeling of being inside him.

"Gonna- gonna come-" You groan, the aphrodisiac so strong that you can't help but spill inside him after a few minutes of fucking him. Gorou falls in love with the feeling of your cum filling his insides. Due to the aphrodisiac, this won't be the last time you come inside and knowing that almost makes him have an orgasm too.

You take out the padding from his chest and pull the front part down so you can suck on his nipples, thrusting into him slowly.

Gorou whimpers in pleasure and moans your name. "Ah- yes-" He grins.

You switch to his other nipple and speed up your thrusts, causing Gorou to erupt into loud wanton moans.

He rolls his eyes back, shaking heavily as he comes. He chokes out moans as you continue to fuck him without a care for him at all. You move back to his other nipple, wanting to give both of them equal love. Gorou squirms around, barely able to handle the pleasure.

You move him to your kitchen, the closest place to your office with a mostly empty surface, and bring him onto the table. You grab hold of his legs and use them as leverage to fuck him harder.

Gorou’s moans increase in their amount and loudness as he reaches his peak, his tight walls convulsing around your cock.

You slow down for a few moments and look at Gorou. He looks so pretty splayed out in his Ms. Hina outfit, if you were sober you’d be treating him a lot more gently in favor of not ruining your hard work.

You suddenly speed up, resuming your previous pace. You move back to his chest, licking the wet bud before sucking on it again.

Gorou doesn't understand your obsession with his nipples but he's not complaining. He cries out your name, squeezing your cock tightly thanks to the overstimulation. Drool and tears drip down his face, both due to how good he feels and how elated he is that his “lover” is finally fucking him.

He’s guilty of multiple crimes but they're all for you, so you can love him, and his efforts have finally come to fruition.

“Yes~! More!” Gorou moans, grinning stupidly.

You switch over to his other nipple while quickening your attack on his sensitive pussy. So sensitive that it doesn't take much for him to come again. You groan in pleasure, loving the way he feels when he orgasms.

It causes you to come a second time, spilling your cum into him but this time forming a knot, making sure he's properly bred. You bite his chest, a circle of bite marks forming around his nipple. You do the same to the other side and then to his neck, digging your teeth in so deep that he bleeds. So deep, that he becomes your mate.

You wake up on your bed, unsure of how you got there. Your knot has yet to go down so you’re still inside Gorou, who’s sleeping peacefully with a smile on his face.

You quickly go to wake him up, panicking at the fact that he's likely going to end up carrying your child.

Gorou’s eyes slowly flutter open. “Mm?” He asks.

“I- I don't know what happened but- but we can't- I can't..” You frown. “I can't have a kid, I’m not ready, I-”

“You’re going to leave me? This is your fault!” He starts to fake cry. “You- you forced me to have sex with you!”

Your heart pangs. “I…I’m sorry, Gorou. I didn't know…I don't know what got into me..”

“I…I’ll forgive you, if you stay with me.”

“Okay..”

Gorou hugs you tightly. “Thank you.”

Hello !! I just read your yandere! Zombie hordes x Male reader gangbang or whatever and I love it !!??

Can I request a yandere! Werewolves and ftm reader...The story is based on little red riding hood but ofc it's different because of the reader tehe !!

I just wanna have werewolves fill the reader their pups bc why not <33

(LOVE UR BLOG BTWW)

i like how you think anon (─‿‿─)♡

Love as Red as Blood

Werewolf x Transmale!Reader

Cw: afab reader, dub-con, smut, female genetalia used, knotting, baby trapping, ftm reader,

🍂 How cute you looked when you came into the woods in your little red cape, humming a little song as you carried a basket to who knows where, that's all he could think about as he stalked you from the trees, his mouth quickly filling with saliva as he fantasized breeding you till you were full of his pups. You just looked so handsome and soft you just had to be his mate!

🍂 You were going through the woods to bring a few cakes to granny when you felt an eerie feeling growing in your stomach. You look around but you couldn't see anyone, it was rare for people to go so deep into the woods so you brushed it off as a wild animal or something.

🍂 It was a wild animal alright

🍂 He jumped out of the trees and in front of you, staring at you with piercing yellow eyes. You scream and fall to the ground as the beast cocks his head at you.

🍂 You couldn't do anything, you were frozen. You cursed yourself for taking so long in going to granny's, you were supposed to be halfway back to your house by now, but you decided to pick a few flowers and fruits for your visit, how foolish you were.

🍂 He was now standing right in front of you, you could feel his hot breath on your neck as he sniffed your hair and coat.

🍂 Suddenly, your legs finally started moving, you sped off so quick you left the large wolf confused as to why his mate would just run off like that. Perhaps it's a game?

🍂 He bolts after you in lightening speed and quickly catches you, tackling you to the ground and licking your face. You cry as he leaves sloppy kisses all over your face. What fun that was! You must be tired now, lets go home my love~

🍂 He picks you up and swings you onto his shoulder like a sack of rice. You kick and claw at him, scream in his ear, anything to make him let go you go but he was unfazed. I know you want to play more but it's getting late!

🍂 You were finally put down in a cave full of soft furs and rugs, possibly old things left here which he found to make his den more cozy.

🍂 He crouched down to sniff at you, but you kicked away, putting your back to the wall of the cave as your heart beat a mile a minute.

🍂 You had nowhere to hide as he sniffed and licked at your neck and face, licking away the tears that fell from your eyes.

🍂 How sad, please don't be scared mate! He'll make you feel better.

🍂 He pulls you close to him and lies down, keeping you close as you try to push yourself out of his embrace, but his grip on your waist and thighs were too strong.

🍂 Eventually you grew tired and passed out under him. He grins as he watches his little mate snore softly, his tail wagging hard.

🍂 It's been a week and no matter how hard you tried; you could never manage to evade him. Every escape attempt was thwarted with him tracking you down by your scent and dragging you back by the hood of your coat.

🍂 Speaking of your coat, he loved it! Such a rich and pretty color! It reminded him of a red robin's feathers, how adorable and cute his mate was!

🍂 He would leave to get food for you and come back with small animals he's killed, or food stolen from the village. He learned what you preferred and started hunting for it more to make you feel better.

🍂 You then grew to be more comfortable with him, he never hurt or growled at you and reminded you of a big dog with charcoal fur. You still wanted to go back but your plan changed from plainly running away to tricking him into letting you go.

🍂 You started reciprocating his affections, petting him, giving him kisses, eating what he brought back, it brought such joy to him seeing that his mate is happy and giving him love!

🍂 He gave you more trust, letting you go outside as long as it wasn't too far from the den.

🍂 It was all part of your plan to get away from him, once he went out to hunt, you'd make a run for it, also hiding your scent so he wouldn't track you down.

🍂 Unfortunately, you didn't plan on him coming home early.

🍂 And in a rut.

🍂 Poor wolf woke up that day with his cock already dripping with precum as you slept under him. He realized what it meant and quickly took off and tried to take care of it himself, but he soon decided your cute little hole would be a much better means to getting rid of his rut.

🍂 You were about to leave when you heard him coming back, you gasped and hid your basket full of supplies you've collected over the weeks in a pile of pelts as he came in, panting and whining. You sat down as you watched him slowly go over to you.

🍂 You thought he was hurt, and a twinge of concern plucked at your heart as he rubbed his face all over you like he was asking for something. He's almost completely on top of you as he licks your face and neck.

🍂 Something hard and slimy then touched your leg. You look down and see his red cock fully erect, your captor thrusting his hips slightly towards you.

🍂 A sweat rolls down your temple as you realize what's about to happen to you. You try your best to push him away, but he ignores your protests.

🍂 He starts breathing heavily before ripping away your clothes, your red hood torn to shreds.

🍂 He wasted no time licking and sucking on your soft body as he pinned you down with his strong arms.

🍂 Slowly, he goes lower and lower down your body until he reaches your clit, you try to close your legs but with one arm he forces them open, inserting his long tongue inside of you.

🍂 You tasted so good to him, so sweet, and what lovely noises you made for him as he feasted on your pussy. Don't worry my sweet mate, you'll be full of my babies soon.

🍂 You were about to climax on his tongue alone when he pulls out, grabbing your hips and placing his dick atop your crotch. No matter how much your mind said no, you couldn't resist the pleasure he's giving you, you open your legs for him as his tail wags happily, knowing his mate really loves him, willingly wanting to be bred.

🍂 His tip teases your hole before he inserts his entire member inside of you. He stretched you out as he licked your neck to comfort you from the pain.

🍂 Soon, the pain was replaced with pleasure as he thrusts into you at a slow pace, his cock massaging your walls.

🍂 You caress his dark fur as he fucks you, you pull his close as he starts going faster and faster.

🍂 He pulls out and flips you over on your stomach with your ass out in front of him before forcefully slamming his dick back in you. You thought you were seeing stars as his cum flooded your pussy.

🍂 You feel something swell inside of you as he finishes, whining and rubbing on you affectionately.

🍂 He picks you up carefully and lies down, hugging you from behind.

🍂 Now you were sure you'd never leave him with your belly full of his seed and the knot in your hole, also considering the high possibility that he'll fill you up more.

🍂 And he wouldn't have it any other way.

not one of my best works but i hope you like it ;v;

Hook, Line, and Sinker

You're the poor (lucky) soul that's managed to capture a vampire's interest

Bottom!FTM!Vampire Kaeya x Top!Masc!Werewolf Reader

{Request} [Series] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Stalking, Yandere, Aphrodisiacs, Somnophilia, Oral, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Womb Fucking, Degrading

📝 1,206 Words

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Your life has been pretty average up until you moved to Mondstadt for work. Strange things would happen all the time and you could never understand why. There are far more supernatural types in the region but you've never had a problem with them as most people don't mess with werewolves so you never considered it a possibility.

You can always tell that you're being watched but you never find the culprit and you've just given up on it. If they're not stealing, it's not too big of a deal, right?

Whenever you tried to hook up with someone, they'd disappear on the way to your or their home. You'd turn around for one second and they'd be gone. They always showed up in the city the day after but they seem to forget about the interaction from the night before, making you think you got too drunk.

Then you started getting weird things in the mail, specifically used underwear and some items of clothing. All of them had a strong scent on them, like the sender was your lover in a different region sending you something to help you get through the separation.

The first time you got them, you sniffed one of the clothes, only to figure out who it is but you end up getting a boner. The smell was both strong and arousing. You could identify blueberries and various wines along with something stronger, something you've never smelled before.

You fell to your knees, your cheeks burning with a boner straining through your pants. Clouded with lust, you pulled your bottoms down and reached for one of the panties to rut into them.

Your stalker stared through the window, a hand down his pants as he watched you desperately get off to the smell of his clothes.

You threw the clothes away and decided you would look out for the smell when you went out. Even when the stalker sent more, you'd throw them out despite how tempting and strong the smell was.

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After a long day of work you collapsed onto your bed and fell into a deep sleep. A sleep so deep that you don't wake up even as a warm mouth swallows your cock whole.

The vampire practically worships your cock, treating it as a prize while his fingers are pushing in and out of his hole desperately. He can barely fit it all in his mouth but he does his best.

You still don't wake up even as you come and knot your stalker's mouth. He could easily teleport away but he likes feeling your hot shaft pulsing in him, he hopes you'll knot his cunt too.

When your knot finally goes down, which took a surprisingly long time, your stalker takes his leave.

And when you finally wake up, your nose is filled with that same strong and arousing scent. You can't help but jerk yourself off to it, breathing his scent in heavily and wishing you could fuck the owner of the smell.

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You were starting to feel pent up despite the fact that you'd get yourself off whenever you smelled him, which was pretty often at this point, you needed more than your hand and a stupid fleshlight would never be enough.

You decided to take one last crack at hooking up, hoping to find another werewolf or a succubus. Humans are too weak to handle the sexual urges you have right now.

You sit at the bar of the Angel's Share and order a glass of wine. Another person sits next to you, someone who, if you were currently in your right mind, you would've identified as Kaeya the Calvary Captain.

But right now, you know him as your stalker and someone who you'll do anything to fuck. Even if you weren't under his 'spell', or his unnaturally arousing scent, you'd still want to try and hit on him.

"All by yourself tonight?" He asks, smiling.

You manage to calm yourself down enough to make a proper conversation, that specific scent of his isn't strong enough to overwhelm you. "Yeah. I was hoping I'd find someone as pretty as you."

Kaeya turns to the side, biting the bottom of his lip. He's not the best at flirting, it's especially bad when the other reciprocates his flirting. "Tha- thank you..."

"Can I-" You pause. Why are you trying to pick up your own stalker? Laws and morals aside, he's already smitten for you. "Can I take you home, stalker?"

Kaeya's heart pounds faster and he nods.

You place enough mora to cover your drink on the counter and lead Kaeya out. Your house is thankfully close to the tavern so it's not long before you end up pushing Kaeya against your front door and aggressively making out with him.

You growl in his ear, quickly undressing him. "Dirty fucking whore." You snarl, ripping his underwear off and bringing him to the floor, gently enough that he doesn't get hurt. Kaeya trembles in arousal, his slick bringing out more of his scent.

You spread his legs open, pulling your pants and boxers down. "Since you're so desperate for me, you won't mind if I just fuck you, right?" You ask, sort of rhetorically, teasing the tip of your cock against his entrance.

Kaeya whimpers. "Please- yes-" His eyes are glued to your thick length.

You lift his hips up and force your length as far as you can go, your tip bumping against his cervix and making Kaeya come. "Fuck- breed me! Please!"

Any little bit of resistance you had disappeared at hearing those words. You dig your nails into his hips and fuck into him mercilessly, entering his womb.

He throws his head back in pleasure, thoroughly enjoying the pain. "Ooh~!"

You fuck him roughly, treating his body like nothing more than a flesh light. "Gonna fuck you full of my pups, slut." You groan.

Kaeya throws his head back, squirting from your aggressiveness. "Yes~! Want yo- your pups~!"

Your sharp teeth graze his neck, making Kaeya think you're going to mate him but you move down to his collarbone, littering bites along it and downwards to his chest.

Kaeya screams in pleasure, sucking you in desperately. You grab his thighs and move him into a mating press. He chokes out a gasp as you drill into him deeper, making sure he's properly bred.

You thrust into him a few good times before forming your knot and painting his womb white with cum.

After your knot goes down, you fuck him on the couch, then in your office, then the shower, and then your bedroom.

When you wake up, or really, come to, you find yourself at a wedding. And you seem to be the groom waiting for yours to walk down the aisle.

He looks gorgeous, you can't lie to yourself, he's wearing a beautiful dress and a bouquet of flowers that are your favorite color.

How you got into this situation is beyond you, but you don't feel like you should leave. Your brain is suddenly telling you that you're in love with Kaeya and that you'll start a family with him.

You suppose you have no other choice but to believe it.

I wonder if Can you write Yandere Omega Seth (from Ennead) if you okay with it

I'll find you

hide as much as you can // I'll find you

♡ fictional mythology, unhealthy behaviour, lovehate dynamic (love -> lovehate), animalistic behaviour, pet names, power exchange, mention of bloodletting (seth), hints of incestuous relationships?; beta!reader -> alpha!reader, heqet/khnum!reader implied

♡ rough treatment, mild blood kink, mild scent kink, heavy petting, dubious consent -> consensual, unprotected sex / breeding, bondage by sand, power imbalance -> power exchange; word 'womb' used once for Seth

𓂀 Contacting this omega is not the best solution — you realized when you first met him, while coming out of the Nile, the keeper of the floods of which you were.

Of course, it's not that you were obliged to communicate with any of them or even be interested in your distant relatives, who were no more than the seventh water on the jelly, but you needed to come out of the depths of the Nile at least from time to time — and when you finally come out, for the first time you meet an unusually red shade, burning like a torch against the background of burning golden sand and the sky blue as the waters of the Nile.

He was like a creature that was born from the spilled blood of all the fallen warriors who did not find their way home, but took refuge in your waters, sprinkling your waters over and over again until the river turns red like the sunset.

His name was 'SETH', he was the god of war and the desert, his parents were Geb and Nut — and when your gaze first crossed, it was as if you were hit on the head with something; almost a low cry of 'YOU WERE NOTICED' so loud that if you were human, you would turn away and run away, — under the sand, under the ground, under the water, no matter where, — but you are not a human and, even if you were weaker than him, you would not run away.

After all, who is the 'God of War and the Desert' against the Deity who keeps the Nile?

“Don't you dare look at me like that anymore.”

wolf cub.

You can guess that his behavior is probably an attempt to attract, as a fertile young omega provokes a fertile young alpha to get angry and chase after him, showing everything they can, just to prove that they are good enough to fill the womb. You know all this. After all, you were the one who created the figures of people who were illuminated by Ra, and you were more than able to watch these playtimes when the lovers went too far in their games and fell together into the coastal waters after a long chase.

And you more than know the brilliance of those eyes — and react faster than realize, like water, which acts intuitively, not relying on reason, to survive. They say that betas have a stronger intuition with understanding of the world — it's not for nothing that you are one of those gods who prefer maximum detachment, 'spirituality', achieved through refusing to accept the role of omega or alpha.

And you let your instincts dictate.

Before his cheeky mouth has time to say anything, you just have to make a wave so that the waters of the Nile aim at him like a beast that has found prey — and break against a strong, slender figure, without causing severe pain, but forcing him to take steps back, no longer bursting into your space.

SETH'S hair, dripping and darkened from the water, sticks to body — but before he has time to resist you in any way, calling to himself the sands of the desert, submissive to him like a tamed pet, you dissolve into the water, returning to your native current...

“I'll find you!”

... The waters of the Nile easily take you into themselves as a natural part, hiding you from the outside world, dissolving like everything that falls into the water abyss and stays here; it's not for nothing that people say that it was water that gave birth to life, and that water is necessary for life.

And although you are not a water Deity, you are also worth something.

𓂀 You know that this is not Ra — although the method of summoning is the same, Ra would rather strangle herself than summon you, especially so soon after the last arrival. Even if you had a... good relationship, — you both contributed to the appearance of 'humans' — it was obvious that you were still different.

Your clay figurines needed a bright fire to come to life, just as she craved worship and followers — it was an interchange where mortals became what brought you closer and pushed you away from each other.

However, SETH was looking for you for other reasons, quite different from 'worshippers'.

Although you are used to being summoned in other ways, such as sacrifices and festivals, you must admit that you clearly underestimated the son of Nut and Geb, who were no better than any of them — but at least they were smart enough not to try to find out from Ra a way to summon you without having to wait at Nila.

Because more than herself and power, Ra loved only to have fun — and sometimes you wondered if she was looking for power just to have fun.

“... Heh.”

When he looks down at you, like a child who has found a gift hidden from him, his scarlet lips stretch in a cheeky smile.

If most gods and goddesses somehow have more alpha and omega traits, then SETH looks like there are too many of these traits in him, like an omega-like alpha or alpha-like omega than beta.

“It turns out that this is the only way you can be summoned? I thought to the last that she was lying...”

The scarlet spot spreads across the water surface of the unusually calm Nile, dissolving in the streams of water that carry the particles with them, absorbing a new part of itself into its course. If people knew how much Nile water contains particles of their children, parents, friends, spouses, enemies, detractors, traitors — would they drink it?

If they knew that the same water absorbs the blood of the gods they worship, what would they look like, scooping up water like the purest gold — the same as he controls, the God of the Desert, smelling of sand dust, dry grass and heat?

“I don't care. You're here, so it was worth it.”

You don't think that the blood of God should be used for such things, like simply calling you from the river bottom, but don't say anything, giving someone to continue — and SETH continues without hearing an answer.

And although he, in fact, created a trap for you, filling the entire stone floor with his sand to make sure that you don't run away anywhere, you feel more like in the paws of a small puppy than in the cave of a mature wolf.

Wasn't it really an exaggeration to be afraid of him?

... Apparently, you have been under water for so long, absorbing the blood of warriors and animals, that you have become too sensitive to any danger...

“I promised you I'd find you.”

𓂀 SETH smells of freedom — not the freedom that has no limits or restrictions, only dead bodies that float along the Nile can have such freedom, but the freedom that is like the hot breath of the desert during the day and the icy whisper of the desert at night; it smells of heat, dry grass, the blood of soldiers and treasures captured with the help of weapons.

You pretend that you don't notice when treasures fall to the bottom of the Nile, and that, moreover, don't understand who gives you them; but it's hard for you to deny that you don't like the look of them. After all, the Nile is not just a 'river' or 'your home', but your temple and refuge, and the sight of expensive and precious things sheltering the once bare, dreary bottom undoubtedly improves the view and your mood; especially when the current of the river carries you further, and gold, like a lighthouse, shines; sprinkling the dark bottom is like the moon shining on the darkest desert night.

SETH is hot and fervent, like burning blood flowing out of him until you hand an object that can immediately contact you, instead of flooding waters, as if out of spite spending more than really needed, as if the more blood, the faster you will rise to the surface.

(in a sense, it is, but for other reasons...)

You can understand that this relationship is frowned upon, at least by his brother, but there's not much you can do — the waters of the Nile are all-encompassing and almost omnipresent, and the way SETH regularly calls you is almost charming if it wasn't so intense, as if every time he struggles with himself in the desire to devour you or to drag away, but at the same time I have to give up this need, which is close to the human need to drink water. You don't need to ask him about it to know — the way he looks at you, as if wanting to sink his teeth into your skin and take you to his cave, is more than eloquent, and even the way his smell intensifies, silently shouting that he is a strong, healthy and fertile omega, in itself is an obvious sign.

And the fact that you are just as quiet and calm, like serene dark waters, untouched by gusts of sandy wind, only further inflames his burning passion and desire, which he himself cannot describe in any way except as 'mine'.

Mine.

Mine mine mine — you give life, carry life, no matter in a running stream or standing water, watching as the surface is filled with bodies and blood, dirt and tears, bodies entwined in passion and love embraces. It doesn't matter — everything will be dissolved in your current and carried away until it becomes no more than another drop in billions of the same, carrying information that only you know.

SETH, on the other hand, carries with him the smell of something wild, giving life, — but also ruthlessly taking it for himself, strewing everything with the red-hot gold of the desert, which becomes more and more every time you rise, noticing how the waters that used to caress the fertile lands now nourish the sand.

And you know what will happen next — SETH has never been a secretive type, even if his method of hunting was closer to big cats hiding until they get close enough to bite into the throat and gnaw, taking them to their hideout. SETH is the same cat — big, red and strong, smelling of mature omega when he notices that you are more responsive to this fragrance.

SETH is not at all deeply interested in the topic of "let's mate" — are you sure that he is attracted not at all to your physical data or smell, but to how comfortable and safe he is next to you, letting him finally relax, looking for comfort in your waters, and that if he decided that you would be his, then you will be his.

He will always find you.

𓂀 SETH is persistent, stubborn and aggressive. Even if his emotions are a sphere that is easy to push and cause pain, you understand perfectly well that he is the god who will break rather than bend.

But when he asks you what happens to the bodies of those soldiers that he led to war, when they find themselves in the Nile, like bags full of blood, breathing and thinking recently, at first you don't know what to answer — not because you can't share his silent pain, looking like a scorpion that suddenly bared you have a soft vulnerable tummy, but because you have nothing to answer.

What happens to the bodies? The Nile absorbs them — everything that was dumped into the waters finds itself in the stomachs of animals or in water particles, carrying with it such an amount of memory that nothing else can contain.

“... If I die one day, will you promise that my memory will be preserved in your waters?”

You no longer know if you are talking about the waters of the Nile or something else — but you know that you will probably never find SETH like this again.

Unusually fragile, as if really an ordinary omega who just wants to have a family, a common nest and puppies. To have you as an alpha, to be in the same nest with you and to have children together.

What can you say other than consent? No matter what happens, he will always remain in your memory — as a special memory that will never be erased.

“... Thank you. I'll never forget you either. And I won't let go.”

His eyes are burning just like the sunset on the background.

“We'll be together. Always. Because I chose you and I won't let you go.”

𓂀 His power becomes stronger, and when you meet him again, you have nothing to oppose when the sand from the land and the bottom rises to grab you.

Undoubtedly, it wasn't something that you 'didn't expect' — SETH was never the type who tried to hide what intentions he had if he saw that it would affect your attitude, and even if he found comfort in your touches and hugs, covering him like a blanket from the whole world, he never had this safe habit of 'being content with little'. His intentions were obvious from the first meeting and did not change at all — you were perfect, from head to toe, the only one with whom he would like to spend one heat and then make you spend thousands more, finally feeling complete, finished.

He, the god of the Desert and War, with you, Deity of the Nile flood — is not the best couple that can be?

'No'?

... Ha, does someone think that things like "imperfect couple" or "more worthy" or "more accessible" or "morally wrong" or something else will stop him?

Does he need permission? If he wants it — he will get it. And nothing can stop him.

Even if you are a beta, you smell fertile, pleasant, sweet — you smell of life, sex, from which children are born, absorbing the spilled blood and creating from it what brings birth and fertility, and SETH has always been more than gambling and ready to put everything on the line.

And you knew it.

Even if you are safe in the water, once you get out, nothing can save you — especially when you step on the sand, which immediately becomes your cage, locking you in. The waters immediately splash out of the Nile, crushing on him, but now SETH moves only a couple of steps, becoming much more powerful — and when palms grab by the wrists while teeth close on neck, everything inside you starts screaming again that you need to run right now.

Now the sand turns out to be decorated with spots of the deity's blood.

His mark pulsates on never-marked neck — and although it is not the same among deities as among people, you clearly see that for him it was not at all 'just a bite' or a 'mating mark', but a sign of possession, while the pupils in the blood-red iris, the shade of red-hot metal, expand, and a nimble pink tongue licks the blood from scarlet lips.

Red.

RED RED RED.

Nails are no worse than the claws of a wolf, and even fangs look like they can easily tear apart a dozen other people who decide to intervene.

The sand squeezes your feet so tightly that you can't even twitch.

This is all completely wrong.

You cowardly escape into the waters — betas are not capable of mating, are not created for this, closer to 'asexual beings' who do not have a biological task in the form of giving birth, much closer to the primordial asexual matter than to the omegas and alphas giving birth, but for some reason a mark with an imprint burns on his neck which didn't exist before.

Was it you? Or was it the part of you that you denied? You didn't know. It is easier to plunge into the native waters than to try to figure out why for the first time its fragrance was so dizzying, or why you went for something like this. You're not like that at all — not like that at all. It's not normal.

But you'll have to get out soon anyway.

You don't want your omega to get hurt while calling you, right, alpha?

Interlude

“I'm surprised you decided to step in anyway, dear.”

When the sand almost gently wraps around your hands, you realize that the biggest stupidity you can do is to try to escape.

Even if there is water in things like vases in the room, this is too little to create the necessary amount — and even to make sand soft and heavy, such a meager amount is not enough, except to pour it on him and break a vase on this face.

“Wasn't it you who liked to be constantly huddled in your little shell? Hiding there from any danger and thinking that it will help you?”

His hands are not the same as before — slightly rough, wide palms that easily slide over your cool skin, leaving warm traces, slightly scratching with sharp nails, as if hinting that you should not do rash things; if he did not smell like a blooming omega, you would think that he was alpha or alpha-like beta.

“But it turns out that if it's not me, but someone else, then you're ready to help them! No matter how much blood I shed, you didn't come out — but as soon as it was Isis, you immediately got out to help.”

His mark on your neck has not been pulsating for a long time, but when his fingers touch your neck, he freezes for a moment, assessing the scar left, which is almost impossible to notice — and from something, your body again feels this soreness, fettering for a moment from the realization of what happened before the brain began to work feverishly.

Then.

Now you are experiencing phantom pain until you realize that it is not 'phantom' — SETH shamelessly licks your blood from his fingers when he realizes that he scratched the old mark.

“This is wrong.”

Even when blood drips down from the shoulder, you know that's not what you need to worry about — his body is hot as the desert during the day, especially when his hips easily sit on top of yours, taking care that the sand does not let go of your hands.

“I promised you I'd always be there for you; although it was you who avoided me all these years, not appearing even when the corpses filled the entire Nile, while the other gods were terrified of what was happening — but I understand. A lot to do, yes? You've always been busy and strict, ever since our first meeting, when you doused me like some kind of animal.”

The thick scent of omega is so strong that you are not sure if it smells from him or if it is something else — the same thing that made you bite his neck then; your bite is also still burning on his skin, although it looks much more noticeable on him, although you are sure that you bit weaker than him.

The sweet bloody fragrance makes you dizzy.

“And when I saw you, I realized that you didn't live well either; after all, who but me could take care of a hermit like you?”

His hands, in spite of everything, are omeganine soft and pleasant, even if he uses them to look even more wrongly charming, as if he did not sneak into your bedroom — in which you were definitely expecting this meeting — to "talk heart to heart" while his hot wet slippery thighs touch your hips,

obviously.

“I was doing the wrong thing. I gave you the 'right to choose', thinking that this is what lovers should do — but, you know, people around me explained to me what I did wrong. By own example. And I'm ready to show you what I should have done back then, instead of this idiotic thought that you'd think it over and make a nest with me...”

He purrs — deep in his throat, like a big cat, when a strong flexible hand gently rests on your chest while the second one uses the surface behind as a support, rubs against your thighs, leaving sticky wet traces of juice on your bare skin, from touching which your skin burns, and you don't look at him, making sure not to do anything you might regret,

“Look at your omega.”

but it's hard to do when his hand moves from your chest to your throat, not squeezing, but feeling quite threatening, even if you are sure that it will not cause any harm.

“Don't you dare take your eyes off me or I'll scratch them out. You can only look at me and see only me. No one else and nothing else.”

The way he hovers feels almost the same as when he was able to summon you for the first time — his hair hangs down freely, like the flames of candles burning around you, and the same abnormally bright glow burns in his eyes, like the eyes of a cat. Or a wolf.

An abandoned, starved wolf.

“... Like I said, no one cares about you but me — you can fight this idea all you want, but we both know it's true.”

It's wet, wet, hot, sticky, tight between SETH'S thighs — you didn't consider yourself a 'virgin', but when the smell gets stronger and sharper, even you need time to get rid of the veil of excitement that covers eyes in the basest way, looking at his strong thighs while red hair falls over his shoulders, revealing a view of the most handsome omega in your life.

“Therefore...”

His lips are scarlet, thin, beautiful, and when he bends over you, you can't feel the inarticulate delight and the misunderstanding that follows it, associated with the simultaneous desire to pull away from repeated unusual stimulation and the desire to take this stimulation, grab by the hair and breed until it becomes clear that you will need a joint nest, in which he will keep the puppies while you fill him again and again.

Over and over, until his belly is rounded.

This is wrong.

His legs are slender and strong, ideal so that you don't have to do anything while SETH is able to at least move his knees — but you are sure that if you just wrap your hands around his hips and squeeze, you will get much more pleasure and delight, hammering into him with the basest this is wrong in a way.

It's the smell of omega. Definitely the smell of omega.

You yourself can't feel like this for him — for omega, who first marked you, then pursued you for many years and now, finally getting a chance, immediately pounced like an overexcited wolf, to such an extent that you can see the juice flowing down his thighs, although you are sure that even he does not realize it himself, considering it nothing more than a 'punishment'.

“... let me take care of–”

Of course you will.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye — the water, the sand, astonished expression on his face and how it takes you no more than a couple of minutes to find yourself in a deliciously tight heat, from which his claws immediately scratch your hands holding him on his back until it bleed, but nothing in him tries to escape, even if SETH growls mixed with purring, choking on words as you snuggle tighter, allowing something more animal, dirty to take control.

You smell of life, passion, sex — 'the very sex from which children are born', the very life that gave rise to mortals, and you know that you have something to fill this womb with.

When his cheeks are covered with a bright blush, reminiscent of the shade of his eyes and hair; you can't help but reach out to burrow into his neck, not caring about the sand that is wrapped around your ankle — and not caring about the aggressive imperiousness with which SETH squeezes you while sharp fangs bite your lips almost to the point of blood, greedily kissing, almost devouring.

If you leave me again, I'll find you and kill you.

Just got back from an angst x reader type of troupe, Anyways– Can I request a scenario where we'd fuck Venti until he's begging for us to fill him stuffed? ..

﹒ofcc you can, feel free to request anything! ﹒genshin impact ﹒venti ﹒top!male reader, bottom!venti, begging/crying, overstim, fingering/prep (venti receiving), male sex, nsfw & 18+

you didn't waste any time, quickly deepening the kiss and picking venti up. his arms wrap eagerly around your neck, allowing you to shove your tongue in his throat. his breathing was uneven and settling at a fast pace, and his heart was pounding. you threw him on the bed, following soon after and settling on top of him.

kissing down his neck, you start to pull his shirt off. him eagerly tugging at your shirt, a whimper following after. you start to nip and suck at his chest. a small and quiet moan leaving his swollen lips. his eyes following your every move, watching as you pulled off your pants and undergarments. finally getting your pants off, you grabbed his arms and pinned them above his head, stopping any movement from him.

you kiss him roughly, his desperate whines and pants fueling you. you pull him closer and kiss him, distracting him from the finger that was circling his hole. pushing the finger in gently, his eyes widen, and he clings to your neck. his nails make nice work of your back. your finger slowly penetrates him. "fuck.." he whispers, his legs quivering.

sliding another finger in, you start a more brutal pace; his whimpers becoming louder. "mng! f-fuck! slow dow-ngHh!" you ignore his pleas, continuing down his neck before you reach his nipples, slowly kissing and sucking them. his body reacting to the stimulation, you pull your fingers out, leaving one more kiss on his chest before you pull away. his body shaking and aching for your touch.

you let the slick from your fingers lube your dick. you pull him closer, his hips touching yours. the tears still falling from his eyes. "please.. i need you.." he begs, his arms wrapping around your neck. you slowly enter him, his arms tightening and his legs quivering. "mhn, fuck.." he cursed under his breath, his nails dancing down your back.

he pants and whimpers, "f-faster, please go faster." he begs you, his vision blurring from the threatening tears. you give in to his wishes, picking up the pace and pleasuring him farther. his threatening tears finally spilling as he convulses. “ungh! please!— fuck, please!” he begs, body thrashing and his toes curling.

“use your words, or else i won’t know what you want..” you tease, your fingernails gently scratching at his tip with every word. he sobs loudly at the action, his nails scratching at your shoulders. “unh!— please.. please!! i need you... need you to— unGH!” he cuts himself off with a loud moan, mouth agape and silent whines leaving his mouth as you pound into his prostate.

his loud sobs and moans turning you on. "fuck! i-i can't, plea-ngHa!" his orgasm hit him hard, he desperately clings to you. his hands move to his dick, holding it to try and stop the pain. your pace never faltering, and his sobs never stopping. “i-i... please! — fill me! oh my god — i need it, please!” venti begs, his body shaking uncontrollably. 

the overstimulation making him hazy, his sobs loud and evident. "fuck, please!" his hands push on your chest, trying his best to make you stop. “i- i can’t! — y/n, fuck! i can’t!” he cries, feeling as your hips stutter and you cum inside of him. he smiles, shaking as he cums again.

did some rly quick sketches of alien i love them sm (they r learning to use a phone to take photos of u to send u good morning texts with their selfies :3)

The phone case. The shirt. The slippers. After the dozens of selfies they send one last picture of a matching pair of shoes and that classic "wyd. come over" text. You have roughly twenty minutes before they crawl in through your window

Y'all are spoiling me I'm gonna cry - this is so pretty and now stapled to the fridge of my brain