Hello, I'm Kev. I'm 20-ish, and I use He/Him, They/Them, and It/Its pronouns. I am still figuring out my sexuality so for now I'm using the labels: Pan with a strong preference for men and aro. I am not actively looking for a partner or partners, I'm Poly, but if you wanna chat be my guest but I might not respond I suck at texting. I am not any of the people shown in this blog. if I ever show my face it means I've d13d and a shapeshifter has taken over my life, please eliminate it.
Warning This Blog Contains: 1nc3st, S3x, Men, Generally Suggestive Content, R4p3/N0n-C0n and general LGBTQA+ content.
I am a person in a lot of fandoms like Supernatural, Monster Hunter, Pokemon, and 9-1-1, LOTR, Percy Jackson, Danny Phantom, Teen Wolf, Marvel/MCU, DC Universe, COD, Transformers, TMA, ORV, Bloodborne, Dragon Age, HP, I also like anime particularity isekai and very character driven stories. If im using the term correctly, I am a Proshipper. I understand if you do not wanna associate with that kinda thing, use the block button and move on please. This mean I ship lots of ships even if they are considered morally, legally and/or an afront to God and Man. I do have some morals just most are very loose and up to interpretation.
My main ships are:
Wincest: Sam/Dean, Sam/John
Buddie: Buck/Eddie
Hannigram: Hannibal/Will
Bagginshield: Bilbo/Thorin
SpideyPool: Wade Wilson/Comic or Andrew Spider-Man. (Get that underaged Tom Holland Spider-Man away from my ship)
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Robby wants kids. He doesn't have to explicitly state this for it to be clear to Dennis. Instead, he references children as if they are an assumed certainty of their future together: "One of the reasons I picked this neighbourhood was because of the good playgrounds nearby."; "I can already picture a tyre swing hanging from the tree from the yard. I should probably put it up before I get any older, huh?"; "My grandparents passed these blankets down to me, and I'll pass them down to our kids."
Dennis smiles meekly each time these easy references are made. How is he meant to tell Robby that he doesn't think he will ever have children? It isn't that he doesn't want themārather, he knows that he could never safely assume the responsibility of a child. How could he, when he hardly feels like an adult himself?
When they stroll past the playground, he fantasises about swirling down the slide, shooting down into Robby's open arms. When they're in the yard, he fantasises about being pushed back and forth on a tyre swing, giggling as Robby sends him higher and higher off the ground. When they go to bed in the evenings, he fantasises about being wrapped in those precious quilts, the fabric made dull and soft from years of love and use, and cradled against Robby's side.
Sometimes Robby tells him that he's worried he's missed his chance to have children naturally. "I'm old now," he admits sadly. "My sperm quality's declining each day." He says that he'd be fine with adoption or IVF. Dennis wants to tell him that there's another way he can be a father, a way that does not require so much time and heartache. He fears that he'll sound mad. He fears that he'll make Robby cry. He fears that it will mean he won't have a future with him at all.
He decides to stay silent, and so now they both look out to the empty yard together, each longing for a different and impossible view.
being a teenage girl between 2010 and 2015 must have been the shit. lana del rey dropped born to tie and ultraviolence. the arctic monkeys dropped am. justin bieber. one direction. u had tumblr and weheartit. u post a black and white pic of a cigarette and u get like 20k notes. pretty little liars, vampire diaries and glee were all on tv. twilight was still really popular. all around it must have been fun
the transition from young!medschool!jack getting ego drunk watching lithe little twink robby ride his fat c*ck to older!wiser!abbot getting heart eyes during missionary w his fluffy husbandā¦
Robby learning what butterfly kisses are from a new member of staff, and starting to give them to Dennis and Jack pretty frequently.
Especially when he's cuddling one or both of them, or when he's feeling a bit giddy about their sweet and loving relationship they all have š„°
For anyone that doesn't know, butterfly kisses are when you get your face up close with a part of your partner's skin (can be anywhere, cheek, chest, back, tummy etc) and blink your eyes quickly so that your eyelashes brush over their skin in quick succession.
It feels like a soft small tickle, kind of like a butterfly, hence the name. You can try it on your own skin by just holding your arm up next to your eyelashes, and blinking quickly. It's quite lovely really
College guy gets some shady dick-enlarging pills online and starts taking them a few days before a trip up to the lake with his friends.
He doesn't notice any changes--it probably takes a while for them to kick in, right? But it might not hurt to take a few extra before this trip, especially with all the girls that'll be there this weekend too...
The roadtrip up begins normally, with them arguing over who gets the aux cord and making fun of each other's music tastes. But a few hours into the trip he starts to feel....odd. A sort of twitchy, tingling feeling in his balls. He ignores it, hoping it'll go away, but it only increases. In fact, they feel a little swollen, still pressing against his thighs slightly even with his legs spread. This isn't an allergic reaction or something to those pills, right?
And worse yet, that twitching feeling is making him hard.
He holds his bag over his lap for the rest of the trip to hide the bulge, though the twitching has turned to a squirming, a churning in his balls has him clenching his jaw and trying his best not to pant as his cock throbs beneath his jeans, but all he can think of is getting off.
He manages to play his sudden quietness off as motion sickness, and when they get there he practically hurls himself from the car, gasping at the feeling of his balls sloshing with the movement. What is happening to him?
He stumbles a few steps, his cock painfully hard and sensitive against his leg--he's not going to make it to the bathroom like he'd planned. He looks around frantically, eyes settling on the lake.
He rushes towards the nearby dock as much as his sloshing balls and throbbing cock will allow, throwing himself into the water and the relative privacy of the water.
He desperately claws at his button and zipper, the denim stiff and unwieldy in the water but he manages to get them down around his ankles, yanking his underwear down and falling to his knees on the silty lake bottom and grips his cock, desperately stroking himself.
Disappointingly, his cock seems to be its usual, average size-- but his balls. He can't quite see through the silt he's stirred up, but when they bump his thighs amid his stroking they feel the size of baseballs.
It doesn't take long before an orgasm grips him, blessedly releasing the tension that had accumulated over the trip and he's nearly sobbing with relief--at least for a moment, until he registers the squirming in his balls is increasing, increasing--until the usual feeling of release is accompanied by a bizarre tightness in his urethra that rolls down his cock until--
He groans as what seems to be a sperm the size of a tadpole squirms its way out of him, squiggling away into the water. Before he has time to fully process this, there's another, then another and he's gasping and moaning and trying not to fall over in the water as he births a veritable swarm of cloudy-white sperm into the water around him with heads the size of a fingertip.
The orgasm stretches on and on, drawn out by the sperm's slow passage out of him, distracting him so he doesn't notice his friends nearing until its too late.
One cannonballs into the deeper water near him in nothing but his boxers, and another two simply throws themselves off the dock, laughing at him as he flinches away from the splash as they're followed by a few more reasonable friends that wade in from the shore.
"Dude, you went right for the lake? Hell yeah," one friend laughs as they swim closer.
He tries to respond but another sperm squirms its way out of him, making him gasp and nearly fall over.
"You okay?" another friend asks, laughing. "That car really fucked you up, huh?"
He tries again to respond, but is saved from doing so when the third friend shrieks, jumping back.
"Something touched my leg!"
"Oh my God, bro, are you serious? Are you scared of fucking perch? We're in a lake, not the fucking ocean."
"It didn't feel like a fish, it--"
Another friend yelps, but this time it's accompanied by a series of frantic cursing and grabbing at his boxers. "Something just--! Something fucking---!"
Another sperm spurts out of him. Another. Another.
"Did something bite you?"
"No it--it--"
"AHH FUCK"
All around him his friends begin to panic as the sperm find them, zeroing in on their body heat and quickly finding holes to squirm into, their pheromone trails leading other sperm to the same places.
And he hasn't stopped cumming yet.
He watches his nearest friend flounder helplessly in the water as a swarm of squiggling white sperm surround him, pushing and shoving each other out of the way as they squirm their way inside of him, his belly quickly swelling out under his hands. Another friend tries desperately to swim away to little avail as the sperm take his face's close proximity to the water as an opportunity to pour into his mouth too.
The sight of it, of his own seed so aggressively and easily subduing his friends is making him........hard?
A third friend desperately bats the sperm away in the water around them, and somehow in the chaos they notice he's still on his knees in the water, seemingly unaffected.
"Help--Help me--" they wade towards him, stumbling and gasping as a particularly aggressive sperm wriggles its way inside of them.
When they regain their footing and stand, rising out of the water, he sees their belly is swollen to the size of basketball, as if they were pregnant when moments before they hadn't been. Not only this, but a few sperm have found their way to their chest, a few more wriggling up their wet torso and pressing themselves into swollen nipples, chest plumping and squirming with each new entry.
"H-help, go get--h..." they pant, cradling their belly as they come close enough to sink to their knees in front of them, catching themselves on his shoulder. "Go..get...h....."
They look down. Down into the water between them where his hard cock is still in his hand and his balls are now easily the size of grapefruits, churning. Squirming.
The friend looks up at him, their eyes wide with understanding and panic as their swollen belly writhes in their hands.
