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tw: omegaverse and medical malpractice (anya did it on purpose)
alpha!jimmy accidentally getting injected with a massive amount of omega pheromones and forced into heat. he's forced to come crawling to u his alpha partner to help him feel better by stuffing him full of cum.
→ this is a concerning and confusing combo of yandere to have. you're flipped back and forth between a moslty caring lover and a man who sees to hate and loves everything you do. you're constantly dancing on a knives edge around them.
→ curly is one of the more caring yanderes. He takes care of you, uses a far more gentle hand, and attitude around you. he tries to make you as comfortable and safe feeling as possible while still holding a certain level of strictness over you. he tries to gentle parent you, attempting to push you into his desired direction before he forces you into it. he cares about you. He wants the best for you, and that is whatever his twisted mind chooses, regardless of your opinion.
-> jimmy... is one of the most two-faced yanderes you'll ever have. However, both faces of him are bad. on one side, he's a pathetic man who's a victim to you and your love, guilt tripping and manipulating you to think you're the problem in the relationship. the other side... he's a forceful bastard who will make you do whatever he wants, and when he wants it, he doesn't care about your feelings about it - he never will.
-> they're clingy yanderes, opting to stick by your side whenever possible. curly is always a few feet away from you at the minimum. If there's anything he needs to do, he'll bring you with him. jimmy is a touchy and clingy bastard. He keeps you near him with his hands somewhere on your body at all times. Regardless of what he has to do or what you have to do, he'll always be not even am inch away.
-> curly likes psychical affection, he likes to hug, cuddle, hold hands, etc. he wants nothing more then to hold you in his arms and whisper sweet nothings. he loves to rest his head against yours as he reads his reports or books. any time you initiate affection he's over the moon and giddy. even more so whenever you kiss him he has the most adorable grin on his face.
-> jimmy isn't much on psychical affection, at least not in public, he likes to keep it in private unless he needs to prove to others that you do in fact belong to him. behind closed doors he prefers to simply cuddle and kiss. but he rarely initiates them in a truly affection based way. however he prefers for you to initiate it, for him it strokes his ego and proves that your as hooked on him as he is you.
-> they both like to leave marks, curly is far more discreet with where while jimmy chooses the more obvious spots. curly settles for hickeys and bite marks along your torso and ass. jimmy goes for the neck and shoulders, making sure his claim over you his obvious. they've both have
-> jimmy one day decided that his and curly hickeys weren't enough, that they didn't truly prove to others that you were owned. he got you branded with their initials, both on opposite shoulders. curly liked this but he also wanted something more appealing, he got artistic tattoos of their names and symbolisms on your body, curly has his over your heart and jimmy is on your thigh.
-> jimmy is a demanding man, if he wants to have something he will take it even if he's told no. he wants a kiss? he'll swoop in without asking, ignoring any protests that come from you. he's well-versed in how the human body works and knows how to bend it to his will. he's more then willingly to break a few bones to have his way with you.
-> curly is also demanding but more so on the true needy side, he's so busy and doesn't have much time to spend with you so whenever he gets a chance he will be all over you. he likes to respect your wishes most of the time but if the need is to strong...you can't blame him for giving in. if you truly want him to stop, a good slap or shove would work. he's frustrated but apologizes after.
-> jimmy is cruel and unjust when it comes to punishments, sometimes he doesn't even have good reason other then the fact he wants to see you in pain. he's a true sadist, he loves when you flinch in fear, when you whimper and cry out in pain. he drinks it up. his defaults often involve slapping, broken or sprained body parts, isolation, starvation and so on...
-> curly doesn't like causing you bodily harm intentionally, sure sometimes he may grab you to tight to the point you bruise or he may shove you up against the wall but he's learned to control his temper and strength enough to not hurt you to much. his punishments are more psychological, he isolates you, gives you silent treatment so you can began to crave what you once had before your fuck up.
-> curly rarely intervenes when jimmy dishes out his punishments, often he's not there but if curly does notice his partner going to far, he will stop him. he's the one who fixes any wounds, stitching up cuts and putting ice on bruises. he treats you so softly during this time, its so confusing, when he says he sorry you just wonder why he didn't stop him before hand, why did it have to go this far.
-> jimmy is a jealous, envious man. he doesn't like seeing you happy, esp if someone other then him makes you happy. its obvious when he does get jealous, the scowl and glare on his face made it obvious. it ends up sending whoever it was, unless its curly , away. but in a case where the person doesn't leave, he kisses you then and there, making sure to be extra about his display.
-> curly is far more subtle about it, he walks up to you and the other, asking what's going on as he slips an arm around your shoulder and pulls you close to his side. curly keeps on the happy and good captain facade up but over time adds onto a warning tone to the person. whether it works or not he'll eventually pull you away from them with or without another word.
a/n: I was possessed by the writing gods and was forced to write this at 3 am. I was so tired, but I literally could not put my phone down.
tags: quickies, public sex, library sex, anal, spit as lube, male/amab reader, no pronouns used.
characters: tim stoker and reader
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You were tired, hungry, and most importantly horny. Being teased all day with very scandalous pictures from Tim during his many coffee breaks while you slave away, sorting the archive.
You had your final straw when he sent you a picture of him holding his half-hard cock. You slammed your phone down so fast and hard(ha) it scared Martin. You apologized profusely to the man leaving the room, not bothering to bring your things.
You're quick to text Tim again, covering your phone so the cameras couldn't see anything. Not as if that would stop a certain someone anyway.
'get your ass to the library.'
';) knew you couldn't resist me'
With your speed walking nearly jogging pace, it took you no longer than 6 minutes to reach the library. Slipping into the area and to your usual corner.
You've done this a few times before, and there's no point in stopping since you've never been caught. The spot is thankfully not a well traveled section. Even the clerks choose to stay out of it unless they have to go in. It was a small area, tucked into the farthest corner of the vast library.
Tim is already there, sitting in one of the chairs. His shirt partially opened, showing off his cleavage. He smirks when he sees you, leaning back and spreading his legs, clearly inviting you to feast.
And feast you do.
You waste no time in diving down. You place a knee on the cushion in between his legs as you steal his lips for a sloppy kiss. You can still taste the faintest bit of coffee on them.
Your hands move up his thighs and under his shirt. His stomach flexes when your cold hands touch his warm skin.
Tim curls his arm around your neck, intangling a hand in your hair. He tugs, you hiss, allowing his bold tongue to slip in and feel the inside of your mouth.
You take your hands from under his shirt and move to unbutton it. You fumbled with the buttons a bit but managed to get it undone soon enough.
He whines when you part from the kiss, and you shush him. Kissing down his neck and to his chest, you latch onto one of his nipples, a tongue swirling around the bud.
Tim bites his lip to muffle his whines. Christ, he keeps forgetting how sensitive they are— and the fact you're so skilled at using your mouth doesn't help.
You pull off the nipple. A long thing of saliva follows you for a moment before you latch onto the other. With a little more bite into it, you managed to squeeze a low moan out of the man.
He already felt like he was getting close, but he couldn't cum not yet. Not until he had you inside of him.
He tugs at your hair, pulling you away to look at him. "Please, I need you." He begs, you comply.
With ease, you unbuckled his belt and undue his pants. He lifts himself up slightly, so you can help pull his pants down, fucker went commando.
His dick was long, slightly thick, and a slight curve to the left. His tip was a pretty pink that matched his nipples.
You began to unbuckle and unzip your pants, ignoring the inpatient grinds of the man before you. Pulling your pants and boxers down your cock springs free, hard against your stomach.
Tim drools at the sight.
You pause for a second, digging through your pants pocket for a condom.
When you pull it out, Tim frowns.
"W-Whats that for? I thought you were going to creampie me." He says, talking in a low volume just above a whisper. He's right. You were planning on that.
"Since you decided to go commando, I won't risk a stain appearing on your pants. Unless you brought a plug."
He sighs, he wouldn't mind it no... but he'd rather keep his poor excuse for a job. He nods, understanding.
You lean forward, mouth close to his ear and whisper, "Wait for me after work, I'll take you home n' give you a real one." Tim shivers.
Tearing the wrapper off, you roll the condom on until it's secure enough to saty still.
"Prep?" You ask, you know he likes having the ability to choose depending on his mood. His mood now is that he needs you, no matter how much it'll hurt.
He shakes his head.
You hold your hand out, "Spit." You ordered.
He complied, watching as you smeared it all over the condom. You straightened up slightly, grabbing a hold of Tim before turning him around. It'd be easier and more comfortable, for the both of you, to fuck him this way.
His hands were holding onto the top of the chair, knees now on the cushion. His ass down and flushed against your pelvis. You spit on his hole, and he clenches at the feeling.
He looks over his shoulder, grin wide on his lips as he wiggles his hips. His mouth opened to taunt before shutting close when he felt you press into him.
Tim lurched forward, his knuckles turning white from how strong his grip was. It hurts, burns, and holy hell, it feels so good.
You lean forward, resting your head against his shoulder and your hands resting over his as you bottom out.
No matter how many times you've fucked the man he will always surprise you with just how tight he is. The way his ass sucks you in like a vacuum, walls clenching around you, not wanting to let go.
You begin to move slowly. Wanting to have Tim adjust to the feeling before going faster. Tim let's himself be rocked to your movements, eyes shut to try and feel more of it.
You press kisses into the back of his neck, sucking in a hickey as you increase your pace. He turns his head to you, resting his temple against your forhead.
His eyes are filled to the brim with lust and yearning. Gods, he looks beautiful like this. Unbuttoned shirt, slightly messy hair, and lovely ass clenching around you.
You lean forward, pressing a kiss to his lips as you had before. You brush against his prostate, causing him to moan loudly into your mouth.
You move your hands from his, one goes to his dick and the other to his chest. Twirling a nipple in between your pointer and thumb, you can hear your balls slapping against his rear.
Now, with your hand on his dick Tim was not going to last. You swirl your thumb around the tip, feeling the tip leak more precum.
You start to stroke his cock matching it to the rhythm of your thrusts. Tim whimpers, a shakey hand moving to tangle itself in your hair again. He was going over the edge and needed to feel grounded.
The chair squeaked under you, stressing under the power of your thrusts. Tim feels himself get lost in your mouth, barley leaving your addicting lips. The tight knot of arousal pools into his stomach, as it does yours. Parting from the kiss, you keep your forhead to his, eyes shut and enamored in the pleasure.
Your hips stutter and with a final thrusts you cum. With a few more strokes, Tim lets himself relase into your hand, uncaring if any spills out.
His chest is heavy as he breathes out, "That was...so hot." He mutters, with a knowing smile on his lips.
You grunt in agreement, pulling away with one more kiss before you carefully pull out of his ass. His hole instinctively clenches around the now empty space.
You bring the cum covered hand up to your mouth and lick until it's cleaned. Salty as expected, but not an overbearing kind.
You peel the condom off of your cock and tie it. Leaving it hidden on the ground to dispose of later. You look to Tim, who smiles back at you, giddy.
"How're you feeling?" You ask, rubbing soothing circles into his hip.
"Really good...sleepy now though." Tim did look tired, his eyes drooping ever so slightly as he sways.
"Let's get you dressed first, and I'll take you to the room in the Archives." You wipe any excess cum off of his dick before tugging his pants back up. Buckling and buttoning it. You do the same to yours.
He groans as you turn him back around to button his shirt, leaning the top two unbutton just like he prefers.
You grab the condom, hiding it in Tim's lap, using his hands as a cover for it.
Tim leans into your shoulder, eyes fluttering shut as he falls, sleep to the white noise of your breathing, and the Institute.
notes: was rewatching spn when I got to the shape-shifting ep. bro sounded so pathetic when he was talking about wanting someone to love him, having to hide himself from the world, forced to act, and look diff just to fit in with society. hit me hard cuz I just love desperate monsters
tags/cws: yan! shapeshifter, monster, gn reader, monster/human relationship, ansgt, stalking, lying and deception, love drunk monster, soft yandere, fluff, kisses, gender 4 the shifter is never mentioned so they can be whatever u want:3
→ yan! shapeshifter who stumbles upon you on accident, maybe you met them in the store as an employee or a customer, met them along the street when they asked for directions, met them at the university you attended, etc…
→ yan! shapeshifter will be smitten with you as soon as they lay their eyes on you no matter the scenario you've met. they've had countless relationships before, though none of them ever lasted long. some of their partners were unfaithful, some were just assholes, and some found out what they were and reacted negativly. either way, all of them ended up dead.
→ yan! shapeshifter who wanted to play it safe with you. they slowly started to stalk you from a far, learning your intrests, likes, dislikes, your work and/or school schedule, what time you sleep or wake. they know where you keep the spare keys and let themselves in anytime you aren't home or when you're asleep. they familiarize themselves with your house layout, noting out which floorboards creak to avoid them next time.
→ yan! shapeshifter who after they gain all this information on you, changes into somone who fits your preferences to the T, making sure you won't be able to resist them. plus with all the years they've been alive and the countless relationships they've been in, safe to say they know how to woo somebody.
→ yan! shapeshifter slowly inserts themselves into your life, getting closer and closer to you until they're considered a close friend. you guys are practically joint to the hip, spending time with each other constantly and hell they even got a job at the place you work at(or near by).
→ yan! shapeshifter who gets you to fall for them, after months or even years of building a relationship & friendship with you. They're over the moon when you ask them out, practically vibrating in pure joy as they kiss you senseless.
→ yan! shapeshifter who plays the perfect partner, rarely fighting, willing to bend to your will to a certain extent. They love taking you out on dates or staying home to spend time with you. They make you breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day without fail. Even leaves cute little notes in your lunch boxes.
→ yan! shapeshifter that loves listening to you talk and rambles about things, always listening so intently remembering every detail. They like talking about themselves too, using the same stuff you like, some of the things from the human who's skin they stole and every once in a while they sprinkle in details about their true self.
→ yan! shapeshifter who can't stop themselves from touching and kissing you all over. everything you're in a room toegther they're touching you in some way. caressing and enjoying your beautiful skin. if you're okay with it, they'd love to mark your body. giving you hickeys along your neck so people know you're taken.
→ yan! shapeshifter adores the way your lips feel on their skin, melting into you every time you kiss them. they get lost in the feeling easily, clutching onto your clothing and holding you close. they never want the feeling to end, and for the love of stars, mark them up so they can relish in feeling wanted for once in their lifetime.
→ yan! shapeshifter they long for the day you can kiss their real skin, their true selves. they hate having to hide themselves from you but are scared. fearing yet another rejection by the one they love most.
→ yan! shapeshifter who looks in the mirror after a long day's work, tracing the skins features with a frown on their face. the skin was attractive, but it just wasn't them. It didn't feel like them. No matter how hard they tried to associate themselves with it, they couldn't help but feel dissociated from it.
→ yan! shapeshifter who cries during momments like these, wanting nothing more than to go back to their true skin and have you accept what they are. they hide themselves from you during these times, locking the bathroom door and only opening when you nearly break it down. they melt into your arms when you hug them, clinging to you like a lifeline.
→ yan! shapeshifter who maybe, after a few years of your relationship, decides to show themselves to you. unable to hide anymore. you were so confused when they had you reassure them countless times that your view of them wouldn't change in the slightest, that you won't tuck tail and run after seeing them. you were even more confused when they stripped down bare before you, until you saw them change
→ yan! shapeshifter that worries that the combination of violent skin and bone cracking with their true form revealed scared you for good. they're frozen in place when you suddenly approach them without any words and cup their abnormal face into your hands.
→ yan! shapeshifter who lets out the needdist whine when you assure them that you still love them and won't be leaving anytime soon. they melt into you when you finally kiss them. It's an awkward kiss, but it works, and they simply can't get enough of it, of you.
→ yan! shapeshifter who wants to keep you with them forever, pulling some strings to keep you living longer without you knowing in hopes you won't be mad.
→ yan! shapeshifter who stays in their true form whenever you're home, while they use their human form for going outside. they're home more often, doing their job remotely so they don't have to spend too much time in the skin, truth be told after long term use irs not very comfortable.
→ yan! shapeshifter who gets their old eating habits back, their old(and now current) diet consisted of raw meat from both animals and humans alike. they're honest about the human eating part but assures you that the people they kill deserves it— usually these are people who've been rude to you in their presence
→ yan! shapeshifter who is all but willing to share their food, either when it's raw or cooked. your choice. they have a habit of getting quite messy with their food, blood all over their fingers and face, they eat naked so you don't have to worry about blood stains on clothing.
→ yan! shapeshifter likes try and kiss you when they're bloody, the food somtimes have them being giddy. If you do let them kiss you 9 times out of ten, it'll end up with one of you bent over the table getting their back blown out.
→ yan! shapeshifter is an absolute cuddle bug. You thought they were cuddlely when they were human? Now it'd times 10. They curl their bigger body around you, engulfing you into their embrace acting as a shield to protect you from this world.
Oh my god pleaaaase write more about fucking alastor, especially in his rut I feel like he’d be slightly embarrassed about how much he needs it
i will be writing more trust 🙏 i've been starving of sub alastor content for YEARS. and to expand on your point;
alastor is so used to being in control of everything he does, his ruts especially. that was until he met you, of course. something about you made him crazy. the next time his rut comes around, he can't even get off without thinking of you, even then it'd not enough to subdue the feelings to mate. alastor can't even function being around you without getting a hard on so he ops to lock himself away in his room until his rut is over. his senses are hyper aware of every sound and smell— so if you ever come to drop off his food he'll know before you're even on the floor. he has to use all of his self control and will power to not pounce on you as soon as he opens the door.
if you do offer to help his former embarrassment and most of his self-control goes out the window. he'd pull you inside, locking the door behind you before tugging you to his bed. his movements are sloppy and uncoordinated as he tries to take your clothes off. before you could take them off yourself, he just slices through them. he does the same as he pushes you back against the bed and straddles your waist, already lining you up with his hole before trying to sink down.
"Alastor wait—" you stop him, hands holding his waist firmly. he frowns, ears dropping as he halts his movements. he wonders, was it something he did? Or were you going to back out. "What's wrong?" He questions.
"we gotta prep you first, and im not going in dry." You voice your concern, switching positions over to have him now laying on the bed. he looks so cute, glazed over eyes and soft ears relaxed from their alert position, now laying by the sides of his head.
"if you insist... and" he pauses, spreading his legs to prove something. "you don't need to worry about the lube my- my body creates it naturally."
you tilt your head curious, even more so when he avoids your gaze. your hand dip in - between his cheeks to reach his hole, it was just as he said, it was soaking wet. you scoop up some of the leaking slick, giving it a taste, it was sweet. alastors eyes were trained on the way you're mouth wraps around your fingers. he wanted- no needed to have you're fingers in him so badly.
you release your fingers from your mouth with a wet pop sound, before bringing them back down to alastors rear, pushing into alastors hole. he clenches around you, his body producing even more slick that allows you to move inside with ease regardless of how tight he is. it's not much longer until you deem him stretched enough, you pull your fingers out—accidentally enticing a loud whine from the demon, his sharp claws digging into the bedsheets.
you use his slick on your hand to coat your dick. you line up properly with his hole. you were about to ask if he was ready, but you got an answer when he wrapped his slender legs around you, digging his heels into your lower back as he pushed you in. hells even with your stretching, he's still tight.
he saw stars as you began to thrust in and out of his hole. he wraps his arms around you, holding you close as his claws dig into your shoulder blades. you ignore the way the blood drops down and onto the sheets, it's not as if alastor would care anyhow. not with the way he is using his scarily long tongue to lick up the blood dripping from your shoulders.
notes: Hybrids have been on my mind lately esp gators. The reptilian hybrids need more love in general actually. I might make a crocodile and a snake/naga ver of this if anyone's interested.
cws: nsft, lotsss of cum, hybrid cocks & pussys, breeding, eggpreg(both ways), male & female hybrids, gender neutral human but suggested to be a male in the female hybrid eggpreg part, not beta read nor proof read I wrote this shit at 12 am
get me a god damn gator hybrid to fuck me pls. they'd be so big and beefy, some of 'em are ripped and either got them beer bellys. either way they have big ass hands. good for holding onto your hips as they plow you from behind, big cock stretching you so fucking wide and beyond your limit.
they ain't got a knot like the wolves do, but they instead have nice ridges along their cock, placement depends on the gator but they're usually on the underside. these ridges feel amazing as they drag in and outta you. rubbing up against all of those sensitive spots when least expect it.
they cum, a lot. always filling you up so fuckin much that it manges to slip pass their cock. when they finally pull outta ya the cum comes gushing out like a waterfall. leaving your walls painted a purely white.
if you managed to get one of them egg laying ones, get ready to be stuffed. they lay a LOT of eggs, between 20-50 each clutch. eggs can be small and round. while others can be big and more oval shape. by the time they done with you, you're already lookin like you're ready to pop.
gator hybrids got longggg ass tongues, during sex it's either shoved down your throat, eating you out(kinda awkward w/ their snout but they're very enthusiastic), or it's dragging along your body marking you as theirs.
also givin my fem gators some appreciation on here too, while some are shorter than the males. they're just as beefy and strong with a slightly more lean look to them. they're pussys are so so nice to eat out and fuck.
they're pussy is hidden behind a small slit covered by scales, it's more tighter than you'd expect and very smooth aside for the occasional ridge, either way it's perfect for taking cock. able to stretch to whatever size needed to take the cock. their meaty thighs wrapped around your waist as you pound into them as their tail thumps on the ground from pleasure next to you.
they loveeee sitting on their partners face, smothering you as they soak your face and whatever clothes you for whatever reason still have on with their slick.
also cum a lot, their cum always leaving your cock glistening from how much they released. kudos to you if you can swallow all the cum in one go. they're squirters too, able to squirt so much they can quite literally cover you in it, especially if you edge them fkr long enough.
huge breeders, refuses to let you cum anywhere else other than their pussy. their strong legs and arms keeps you close to them as you cum inside, kissing awkwardly and moaning as they feel your cum hopefully fertilize the eggs. whether they're fertilize the eggs or not you're sticking with her through the birth process.
it doesn't take too long, 30 minutes max, depending on how big the egg is. if they get egg bound, you'll need to be down there and try and ease the egg out. usually by grabbing it when it gets close enough to the entrance and pull it out.
a/n: enjoy >3 also remember that arlan is infact 18+ that man is not a child.
characters: cealus, dan heng, welt yang, arlan, veritas ratio
tags/tws: 5 bulletpoints each, yandere behavior, kidnapping, toxic behaviors, etc the usual. not beta read
ᴄᴀᴇʟᴜꜱ
→ one guilt tripping bastard uses his amnesia to his advantage, he feigned innocence and ignorance to keep you close to him. anytime you try to step away for a break from him he amps it up, acting as if he cannot function without you. he begs, pleads, and cries for you to stay until you finally cave.
→ he doesn't like you interacting with anyone or group other than the members of the asteral express. if you need to talk to others, he wants to be there. oftentimes, you can find your conversations being cut short when he thinks you've talked enough. the glare he sends them always ruins your conversations. but as soon as you turn to him, he has that usual happy and innocent look on his face.
→ clings to you like a leach, always hanging off your arm, has his arm around your waist or shoulder, and sometimes even holds your hand. follows you to the bathroom if he can. If not, he'll reluctantly wait outside. he is very affectionate, and suffocating.
→ he's a thief, too. he asks to borrow your clothing(even if it doesn't fit) because he lost his. don't expect to get them back. he slowly gets a collection of clothing from you, hiding them in a box under his bed. he saves them to use later for... personal purposes.
→ he practically has you wrapped around his finger, so he finds no need in kidnapping you. he would, however, make you sick. he'd feed you something that would make you unable to move on your own. he'd spend your recovery time taking care of you, making you get used to being dependent on him.
ᴅᴀɴ ʜᴇɴɢ
→ he's smart and calculating. he knows your every move, where you are, and when. he bugged your phone with an tracker, and an audio listening device so he can hear your conversations, making sure you don't talk to someone he may disapprove of. he tries to be with you all day everyday, if you go off the express he does too, if he can, anytime you're back on the express, he keeps you in the archives with him.
→ he keeps logs of you, very detailed logs. from your appearance to your interests. has stuff about you that you don't even know yourself. he has videos of you, from the cameras he hidden in your room. he uses this to his advantage, learning about the things you like or dislike and using it to get closer to you, close enough to have you inevitably interviewed with him.
→ he's pretty touchy and likes staying close to you. in his vidyara form, he keeps his tail wrapped around you while you stand, practically acting as a leash as it stops you from moving. It guides you to places he wants you to go. Sometimes, has a hand resting on your shoulder when you talk to someone or when you're alone, a silent threat to you to behave.
→ he will take your clothes, but he'd moslty give you his(even if they don't fit). has you wear them and reassures you don't have to wash them and he will do it. he spends the rest of the night making a nest with the other clothing you wore, surrounding himself with you sent as he drifts off to sleep.
→ he's not aganist kidnapping. he'll convince himself it's okay, that it's for your own good and to keep you safe. he is very sympathetic, having been through being locked up before. he will deal with any outbursts with a calm mind. he'll comfort you when you cry, holding you close to him like the lover he is.
ᴡᴇʟᴛ ʏᴀɴɢ
→ he probably is one of the more laidback yanderes, but don't get it wrong. he's strict and overprotective, but still will allow you freedom to some extent. he keeps you on a very tight leash, similarly to dan heng he too has a tracker on your phone. while he doesn't listen to your conversations, he'll always know if you talk to someone.
→ in the rare occasion he has free time, he likes to sit down and draw. ranging from landscapes he's seen over his travels to exotic animals. when he met you, you were the only thing he could draw. soon enough his sketch books and canvases were filled to the brim with pictures of you.
→ he likes physical affection with you, though he's a lot more subtle about it. a hand along your back as he guides you through the halls, a hand on your shoulder as he looks over your work. he hugs you from behind often, resting his chin on top of your head as he relaxes against you. he likes holding hands with you especially.
→ doesn't take your clothes but feel free to take his, he gets an odd satisfaction out of seeing you in his clothing. he does eventually get you more clothes of your own, but the clothing he gets for you are basically in his personal style just in your size. the crew often jokes about how you're a mini welt
→ he wouldn't turn to kidnapping unless he absolutely has to. he doesn't want that spark he admires in you to disappear if he imprisons you. though if you act out too much for his liking, he's content for locking you inside his room for a few days until he's sure you won't act out again. afterward, he keeps you on(mostly figurative) leash.
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→ he is very observant and has eyes everywhere throughout the space station. he doesn't bother putting trackers on you. he has Peppy for that. The pup follows you everywhere where he can't go. Or if for you wahtever reason Peppy can't follow you he will have a member of his staff tail you. its rare for him to have someone he doesn't talk with. if you end up talking to one of them. They'd simply disappear from your life.
→ he likes doing things with you, quality time being his main love language. since he's often so busy that he opts to take you on as his assistant. running errands with him along the base of the space station. though he wouldn't let you do certain things like handle classified intel but writing up emails, sending out information, food runs, taking Peppy on walks w/ you and etc.
→ he's not the most physically affectionate person, but he likes keeping you near him. he finds your presence comforting to be around. he's not all up on you like the others and will let you initiate physical affection most of the time. Most of his affection comes in quick pecks to your lips and the occasional handholding.
→ he got Peppy to steal a few pieces of clothing for him. he uses your shirts as his pillow cases, finding your scent comfortable to help him sleep. when your scent inevitably gets replaced by his, he discreetly places it back into your room, freshly cleaned and folded. like it never left.
→ he's for kidnapping, would only take you in after you fucked up doing something wrong. he leaves you with Peppy, so you won't be too lonely while he's gone. During his personal time with you, he makes you play games with him, usually video games or cards. he'll let you go back outside but only under his strict upervision
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→ he has you on a very tight leash, drags you everywhere with him constantly, or keeps you cooped up in his room with nothing to do other than read. doesn't bother to put any trackers on you since you rarely leave his sight. He does have his room wired with cameras to keep an eye on you.
→ he forces you to spend time with him, aiming to improve your intellect every moment possible. he has you learn with him, reading books, articles, teaching you things for hours on end and so on. he is harsh with his criticism, belittling you and breaking down your psyche. slowly but surely, he molded you into his ideal.
→ oh, he's affectionate, alright, showing you in expensive gifts and trinkets. his physical affection is suffocating. he holds your hand to tight. keeps you in his embrace for too long. he doesn't let you out of his hold until he feels like letting you go. regardless of any of your protests.
→ he holds himself too high to steal your clothes, but he gives you his occasionally. always demands them back and refuses to let you wash them. he buys you clothing that is identical to his, soon enough you'll be in matching outfits daily even if you don't leave the room.
→ oh, he will 100% for kidnapping as stated before. doesn't allow you any electronics aside for your phone and data pads. otherwise, you have to read books and play games designed to make your brain work and learn. will let you play video games on occasion with his supervision.
random ass drabble of stuff johnny full of eggs. Not beta read this is just a horny thought
back on that eggpreg brainrot. thinking abt stuffing werewolf!soap full of eggs. yer some kind of gator/reptile monster who lays eggs in a host, it's a yearly cycle f'you and it somehow managed to match up with johnnys heat. you were gonna handle it yourself like usual until he mentioned helping you. which is how he ended up face down ass up in his wolf form.
you scalely hand grips the base of its tail, holding it still so it doesn't smack you. you lap up his ass, shoving your tongue into his hole, stretching it wide with your thick tongue. john whimpers under you, claw like hands hold on to the pillow he holds onto. he whines when you hit his prostate and nearly cums on the spot.
you pull away, and your tongue leaves his hole with a loud pop. you move above him, lining up your cock with his gaping hole. you let out a low growl as you push in, feeling soaps gummy walls clenching around you. you thrust in and out of him, with an agonizingly slow pace.
soap growls in disapproval, looking over his shoulder with pleading eyes, his baby blue eyes lock with yours. he looks so pathetic and cute, you nearly fold. but you aren't that soft. you shove his face back into the pillow, claws gripping his scruff as you hold him in place again.
remembering the hand that grips his tail, you move your thumb down, further to the base. where a niche and hidden pleasure point lies. you graze your thumb against it before pressing down hard. soap, like the whore he is, he moans. loud enough that whoever walks by would've heard it clearly.
smirking, you keep rubbing at it and pick up your pace. thrusting in and out faster. normally you'd last longer but with the combination of how tightly johnny is clenching around you and how his moans make his body vibrate, it sends you over the edge, which one last thrust you paint his walls white.
soon after, the eggs began to make their way up and through your ovipositor. they were small, probably golf ball size, but you lay hundreds at a time. the man under pants and gasps at the foreign feeling. As cool eggs slide down and venture further into his body, he looks back at you, eyes darting to your lips in a silent plea.
you grant his request, leaning down and pressing your lips against his. the kiss was hot and heavy, showing soaps true desperation. he nips your lip, uncaring of the blood he spilled and eagerly shoves his tongue into your mouth.
by the time you pull away, your blood is dripping down your chin, and soap is quick to lick it up. a cheeky grin on his face as he swallowed the blood, enjoying the way you taste.
you press your face into the space where his neck meets his shoulder. you kiss along it before bitting down as you push the last egg in. soap falls against the limp, tail wagging slightly as he nuzzles against the pillow.
you scoop him up, pressing his back against your chest as you lay on your side next to him. you're still inside of him, unwilling to pull out and determined to keep your eggs inside. you wrap your arms around him, resting your hands on his cum covered pregnant belly. he was all nice and round, filled with your future children.
yk...boothil being a robot got a lot of potential in turning into a live incubator kinda thing. imagine ur a monster who lays eggs to reproduce, boothill would be a perfect candidate. his artificial body being able to stretch and adjust his insides to accept your eggs no matter how big or how many. his stomach would be so big afterward. and when the eggs are ready to come out, you sit beside him. your hand stretches and works his hole open, easing your eggs out.
you have a mirror in front of you two, watching as your eggs—your future children - are pushed out of his body. boothill quivers and shakes against you, mouth hanged open to scream out in pain, but no sound comes out. he lays limp against you when the last one is out, his body realses steam, working over time to keep him from overheating. his hole is still gaping, a mixture of your cum and his coolant drips leaks out of it.
