Trying to stop Konig from doing something, and he just....gently picks you up by the waist and sets you down out of the way before continuing. Doesn't even try to argue with you.
and the other way around of you trying to do something König doesnât want you doing, and him just⊠picking you up/ immobilizing you/ forcing you to stop. Easily. No conversation or fight needed.
I love this addition, Konig is treating you like a pet đ
In his way or trying to stop him? Moves you like you like a cat that's trying to distract him from his work/meow at him for attention.
Doing something he doesn't like? Silly little thing, you're not in charge. You're gonna be put in air jail/hug jail till you calm down then put you somewhere to sit.
Trying to stop Konig from doing something, and he just....gently picks you up by the waist and sets you down out of the way before continuing. Doesn't even try to argue with you.
and the other way around of you trying to do something König doesnât want you doing, and him just⊠picking you up/ immobilizing you/ forcing you to stop. Easily. No conversation or fight needed.
price hadâŠ. Many, many children. Like litters full.
June 17th - triplets. Epsilon boy, sigma boy, and a sigma girl. It was a natural birth. John hated it.
June 19th - he hadnât even left the hospital yet. Four more were born. C-section this time, thankfully. Two alpha girls, one omega boy, and a beta girl. John complained the minute he got up- thank the gods soap and ghost were there.
June 28th - he woke up already in labor and had a little alpha girl naturally. Then, once getting to the hospital, he had a c-section for the other two remaining children, who were both alpha boys.
he thought he was done here, with 10 newborns. Poor John.
Aug 2nd - John passed out from pain on the early morning. He was going into labor⊠again. He had identical twin girls who are epsilons. Then, that night, in the hospital, he had an epsilon boy.
Aug 8th - it was determined he was still pregnant. Sooo⊠they made him go into labor again and c-sectioned the last of them. Five of them!! D: an omega girl, a beta girl, an alpha boy, an omega boy and, finally, a sigma boy.
He says he will never be pregnant again đđ
DROP NAME SUGGESTIONS IN THE COMMENTS!!! They have like three names picked out not this shit đđ
Btw gaz was on a mission for a long time, and comes back to realize that he now has 19 children. Everyone in the 141 + extras are now in charge of 1-6 children.
i want someone to write something abt the t-141 men accidentally yelling/going to hit reader out of pure rage and start freaking out when reader flinches or cries idk @ me!
reader who got kidnapped because they wanted to buy flowers for their bfs but couldnât tell it was a scam.
141 who tracks them down⊠but reader is scared already and price is pissed, soap is pissed, ghost is terrified and also pissed, and Gaz is about to have a panic attack but also pissed. And like price goes to slap reader upside the fucking head because this IDIOT
but then reader flinches and starts crying harder âIâm sorry! I-I didnât know! I just wanted to buy flowers for all you- a-and he said he had flowers in the flower field at his parents cabin in the woods 300 miles away in America!â
and the boys who suddenly look less mad and more âoh fuck.â And soap who walks over, slowly, and hugs them and Gaz who breaks down and pulls them reader into his arms because fuck- theyâre so sweet but so fucking stupid. How are they in the fucking army?
and ghost whoâs like actually trying not to cry bc their partner was trying to do something so sweet and special but like literally almost had the worst and/or last experience in their life. And he just kinda throws himself on top of them and also starts crying and now theyâre a pile of sobbing people in the middle of the road next to a blacked-out window van with a dead guy and three military vehicles and price is just standing there like âI fucked upâ but also really guilty because he tried to hit his partner who was just trying to do something sweet.
and then all of them kinda realize slowly that their anniversary is in two days and like now they all feel even worse because reader was the only who remembered and shit.
And like that night they all go back to base and cuddle and like they all just kinda decided âdo we really need flowers? Nah. We need reader ten times more than pretty flowersâ and yeah.
this is so unserious but Iâm so bored and it looked entertaining to write? But Iâm guessing itâs not what you were talking about, yeah? SorryâŠ
Glup. Hi⊠I wpuld like to request something for Alucard
Alucard.. male dhampir reader.. the two have been lovers for a bit⊠reader is timid.. reader self conscious about body because he has a bunch of scars.. Alucard make love to him to show that he loves everything about him⊠and then for aftercare they bathe together yay yay yay
The idea is smutty but maybe make it a lil soft? Like obviously itâs gonna be freaky but I donât want it to be too intense just some gentle sex and some more love and care afterwards
also can i be Chudboy anon if you have specific anons hahah
Hello!!! I love this request so much and I'm so, so, so sorry it took me this long to get to it!! (And yes, obviously, you'll be chudboy anon!)
It was early in the morning, maybe only 4am. But, sadly, you were awake, staring at yourself in the bathroom mirror. You know Adrian, your loving boyfriend of nearly a year, tells you youâre beautiful⊠but are you really?
The scars.. They just donât look âbeautifulâ. You turn around in the mirror, looking at your back and sides. Then, your fatal mistake, is accidently dropping a bottle of cologne that was sitting on the bathroom counter.Â
Adrian stirs in bed, then slowly sits up, looking towards the bathroom with sleepy eyes. âLove?â He asks softly, standing up slowly with a soft yawn. âWhy are you up? The sun has even yet to rise.â
You just stand there, almost fully naked if not for your thin underwear. âU-uh i.. I justâŠâ You hesitate, then sigh. âAm i ugly?â You ask softly, looking into his eyes, trying not to cry or let the building up tears show.
The sleepiness leaves him instantly. Heâs hugging you tightly before you even know whatâs happening, gently petting your head, fingers carding through your hair. âMy love..â He mumbles after a moment, âNot at all. Youâre the most beautiful man I've ever met.â
The sobs start coming too quickly for your liking. âB-but th-the scars- a-and-âÂ
He cuts you off with a kiss. He pulls back only when you stop trying to talk. âMy love,â He rests his forehead on yourâs, âI have scars. Does this make me âuglyâ?â You freeze and shake your head violently. His fingers trail down his chest and open up his white sleeping-shirt a little more so the long, huge pink scar covering his torso is more visible. âIs this not âuglyâ in your mind?â
âI-itâs not!â You sniffle, âI donât like my own, y-your scars are beautiful..â The words are mumbled as he starts rubbing your back,Â
Adrian sighs softly before scooping you up into his arms. âI suppose I'll have to teach you that youâre beautiful- not despite your scars, but alongside them. Nothing could make you âuglyâ, my dearest.â He gently sets you down on your shared bed, climbing on top of you. He presses a kiss to your lips, soft and gentle. âMay I make love to you, darling?âÂ
Itâs whispered against your mouth. So softly, so sweetly. You hesitate⊠then nod. It causes him to smile softly, already carefully removing his sleep shirt. You slip your underwear off before he climbs back on top of you.
The kisses trail down your neck- just soft pecks -while he opens a drawer. A bottle is pulled out, something squeezed, then you feel the wetness on your bottom half. His lips return to yourâs, one hand supporting his body near your head and the other gently applying lube to your ass and his cock.Â
Adrian only continues to kiss you, even while gently pushing in. Itâs only once heâs carefully inched himself in that he stops kissing you. You both being dhampires does make the whole âneed to take a breathâ thing a bit easier. Neither of you breathe. âDo you think I would be doing this with someone I found âuglyâ?â The (in)famous Alucard whispers in your ear.Â
You shake your head a little, subtly attempting to move your hips so he goes in deeper. He only chuckles softly in that sweet, perfect voice of his.Â
Though, he takes the hint.Â
He pulls out, just his tip inside, and goes back in. Even though itâs soft and careful, it sends shockwaves through your whole body. Your back arches, whimper getting caught in your throat. Adrian only leans back down and starts kissing you again, his hips still moving. In and out in a steady rhythm that comforts you.Â
Once your immortal breath has turned ragged, your loving boyfriend leans down, hand finding your cock and stroking in time with his gentle thrusts. âYouâre beautiful, my love. I love every part of you, no matter how much you despise it.â Even though itâs whispered in your ear, you feel it more in your undead, insecure heart.
You both finish soon after. Adrian collapses on you, still pecking gently at your neck.Â
An hour later, youâre both in the bath. Youâre curled up against his chest in the hot water, bathsalts, and herbs. He presses kisses to your head every time the word âscarâ is used in the books heâs reading out loud to you- some medical journal that once belonged to his mother. Heâs reading a passage about how theyâre natural and why they happen. âIt just means you went through something hard and survived, my loveâ He cuts in at one point, pulling you closer against himself.
He loves you so much, and would do anything to make sure you love yourself just as much. <3
Johnny before going on leave: I canât wait to get back to my wife!!!
Johnny after coming back from leave: Oh, my husband made cookies, who wants one??
Gaz and Ghost: *share a look*
ghost: Johnny what the fuck?
gaz: youâre⊠cheating? Or- polyamorous??
Johnny: wat. No?? Whereâd you get that crazy idea from?!
Johnny who found out on leave that his husband is trans and spent a whole week just learning their pronouns and new name and forgot that it sounds weird when you go from âI love my wifeâ to âmy husband is the best!â
The mohawk guy from before had stepped back, just enough, that you could see he had⊠ears? Like cute little dog ears on his head, and a big, fluffy tail. Heâs a bit taller than you but possibly the same age?
The next one you notice is dark skinned. He has wings too! Wow.. okay. His are much smaller than yourâs though. Whereas yourâs are huge, massive things that need to stay curled up at at your back, his are smaller, more colorful ones. Like a parrotsâ..Â
Then, you see the man standing in the middle of all of them. Eyes narrowed at you. He has large wings. But not in the way yourâs are big. His are long, yeah, but theyâre also thick, curved, and taller. Like something youâd read about in a fantasy story or a Wing Of Fire book you definitely hadnât stolen from your little sister. He looks to be a bit older than you, maybe early twenties?
And, finally⊠you see the last man. He also has his eyes narrowed at you, though heâs interesting. His body looks like itâs made out of.. Almost smoke? Black smoke, though. Heâs leaning against the wall, in the far corner looking like an autistic bastard. Heâs dressed in all black, and he has what almost look like cat ears on his head popping through his head. He has a black surgical mask on his face too. Weirdo.Â
The guy that was sniffing you before runs over once again and practically pounces on you. âJohn! Theres a new one!!â He yips, excited.
The dragon-ass-lookinâ guy chuckles. âI can see that, Johnny."
You blink in confusion. âAre⊠all of you named âJohnâ?!âÂ
A chorus of laughter follows from the mohawk guyâ Johnny âthe dragon guyâ John?? âand from the parrot guyâ What is he like Jonathan or some shit??
/// COD Masterlist - The Cure Masterlist ///
an: so sorry this one is short. I just really wanted to get descriptors out đđ
You were first taken to a room similar to the one before⊠but with a bed, counters with locks on them⊠Oh this was definitely a medical room or something.
A kind-looking woman in a white coat came in. âHello there, dear. May I look you over for documentation?â You give a little nod. She starts gently running a gloved hand over one of your wings. She also gently taps on your nails. âYou have claws?â She asks.Â
Do you? You hadnât seen any.. Maybe you did?
She writes a couple things down, then walks back over. âAlright, dear. Would you like to meet the others now?â You nod again and she leads you out the door. The hallway is all white, but the walls are normal smooth wallsâ not padded.Â
She walks you to a part of the wall that looks faintly like a door. She types something in and scans her hand. The door-looking spot slides open with a little click! CoolâŠ
Four heads turn towards the door. Four guys around your age.
The first one you can clearly see runs up to you and starts sniffing at your neck, then at your hands. He has brown hair, gorgeous blue eyes.. His hair is styled in a mohawk, and heâs wearing normal clothes! They all are, no way!
The doctor-looking woman gives the mohawk guy a disapproving stare and he backs up.. A little. âThereâs multiple rooms connecting to this room. Since you donât seem to have any aggressive tendencies or harmful traits, you can stay here. The room with the white door will be yourâs.â You nod a little, but youâre not really listening.Â
She gently pushes you inside and the door shuts behind you. It turns back into a wall⊠this is just a cage with others. This is just another cageâŠ
You donât know exactly how long it was that you were alone in that room. But, at some point, a hidden door opened. A man stepped in.
âHello, there. Will you harm me if I come in?â He asked with his hands clasped in front of him.Â
You shake your head a little and he walks in. The door(?) shuts behind him once heâs inside. He sits down on the bench, a comfortable distance away from where youâre also sitting on it.
âWhat should we call you?â He starts with an easy question. Smart.
âArrowâ You answer without hesitation. A long-term nickname you gained after getting a bullseye on your first shot as a kid. It just stuck, everyone called you that rather than your birth name.
His eyes widen, just slightly, then he smiles. âArrow.. Thatâs a nice name.â His hands are still in his lap casually as he speaks, âHave you ever met anyone else like you?â
You shake your head. Never, not once.
âHm.. would you like to? Theyâre around your ageâŠâ You nod frantically before he even finishes talking.
You had woken up, alone, in the white room. Padded.. Large.. But not door. Just a metal fucking bench. No bedding.. No entertainment.. Nothing. Your wings twitched behind you, the long bastards. The wingspan was probably 30-40 feet. But you canât be for sure. Why?
Because you were taken out of your own fucking home. You donât know how long itâs been⊠but you know that you woke up oe school morning and found wings growing out of your back. Big white ones. Real pretty.. But also annoying.
Feathered, long, gorgeous. The few moments you saw them in the sun in your roomâs window, they sparkled. Looked magical. Then your mom walked in and all hell broke loose.Â
Next thing you know, thereâs men pounding down the door in your room and injecting you with something.Â
Now, youâre here. An eighteen year old⊠whatever you are now⊠in a hospital gown. Great.Â