I just want to say that requests are open!! I finally got some motivation and ya girl is in her two week holidays (even though its almost the end of the first week oops-) but even if I do have the drive to write all the idea's I have aren't doing it for me. When I'm in a funk I can't think of idea's and need a little push so please request!!
I do head canons and prompts! You can also just shoot a character and idea you have!!
Also I do subjects like Self Harm comfort and mental illnesses and chronic illnesses!!!
Unless told otherwise I do chubby female reader, so if you want anything else please specify!!
I do mostly Soft!Yandere stuff and I write for alot of fandoms!! Like;
-Sunny day jack
-Your Boyfriend
-Moon Knight
-Bucky Barnes
-Star Wars
-Marvel Characters
-MHA/BNHA
-Overwatch
-One Piece
-Resident Evil (Only Karl)
-Detroit Become human
-Demon Slayer
-Free!
-Naruto
-Noragami
-Batfam
-Genshin Impact
-JJBA
-JJK
-The Arcana (Game)
-Hannibal characters
-Obey Me!
-Hetalia
And more!! If you have something that isn't in this list, your more than welcomed to ask! I probably missed a few oops-
I only have a few rules so please follow them!
-I don't write any Yanderes ABUSING their darling (mention of past abuse or someone else abusing darling is fine)
-I DO NOT WRITE PREGNANCY STUFF!!!!!
-NO RACISM!
-IF YOU DO NOT LIKE SOMETHING DO NOT READ! Don't be that ass who trolls!
-I write for chubby body's mainly and non-specified bodies (aka I wont mention weight or height etc.) as I only really see chubby bodies being represented when its asked. If an anon asks for something the body type is usually always interpreted as skinny which is absolutely okay but I write for my own selfishness so I will only write SPECIFICALLY for skinny bodies if it's commissioned.
I look forward to anything you can come up with!! :D
THE WAY A GUILLOTINE COULDNT STOP THE HEAD I WOULD GIVE THIS OLD MAN ARGHGHGHG I WANT TO GNAW ON HIS BONES- Im so normal about this man can you tell :)
kento's the type of husband to rub your tummy every chance he gets, smiling sweetly whenever you give him a confused look. you don't mind the warmth of his hands and the gentle pads of his fingers against your skin, even growing fond of it. it isn't until he's balls deep and you're being split open on his cock that you realize the reason behind his habit.
"fuck—m'all the way here, sweetheart?" kento pants, splaying a large palm justttt under your belly button, making you whine and nod weakly.
"good, that's how deep i'm gonna breed you." any word of complaint on your lips dies the moment kento slings your leg over his shoulder, hitting a spot that makes your back arch pathetically. the menace just chuckles, rubbing your belly soothingly as he messes up your insides.
when—and only when—your poor aching cunt is spilling with his cum, does he press the softest kisses on your tummy, looking up at you with hearts in his eyes.
"do you think it's gonna take? i hope it's a girl."
HES SO FUCKING BIGGGG! OH MY GOD?!?!? Your telling me im supposed to stay AWAY from this man? Naw, this man needs to stay away from ME cus ima be gnawing on his arms!!!!
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
I'm having a few drinks in my room tonight and...
John Price who is a nice guy, a bit strict and blunt but he puts the wellbeing of others above his own including you.
Ol' you who is head over heel's for the captain but remains (almost) normal infront of him to not make yourself look like a fool but that gets thrown out the window when you see him at one of the local pubs. You have a glass and a half of whatever alcohol you choose that night in you and your not drunk, or even tipsy at this point but you use it as an excuse as you blurt out all the things that have been circling in your head.
"Your ass looks great in every pants holy fuck how does that work, your ass looks better than mine-"
"The strap on your thigh makes my mouth water- hey does your tip touch the-"
"I never though I had a daddy kink and I dont but for Captain Price I would call him daddy in a heart beat-"
"Do you think he would let me lick his curly happy trail and chest hair?"
His team mates watch on with a mixture of amusement and shock since they had watched their captain mope around when he thought no-one was looking since he thought you didnt like him back.
Now they were just needing to help you two get together.... Soap wanted to try first but Ghost quickly reigned him in since he knew the Scott would probably end up in a threesome but the masked man had to hold the other back by the scruff whenever you blurted out about their captain because the Scott's mind was running....
Poor thing now Ghost has to help his problem as Gaz sweet talks you :(
I had a really shitty interview this afternoon (that wasn’t even a proper interview it was like 2 minutes tops), SO IM PROJECTING THAT ONTO THE OLD MEN I LIKE!!!
John Price who drives you to your interview, lets you practice your lines onto him and presses little kisses onto your forehead or hair while you get ready. When you leave his truck, because he has a truck fucking fight me- he gets out too open your door for you like a gentleman and gives you one last kiss before squeezing your shoulders softly and rubbing up and down your arms for one last “Good luck sweetheart”.
John Price who once seeing you leave the place early can already see your face and immediately wraps you in his arms, rubbing your back while letting you angrily rant to him while he leads you back to his truck.
“I know kid, I know. You did so well.”
He gets you ice cream and some food, letting you calm down with your ice cream and only once he can see your more stable ask’s you what happened.
John Price who nods along and lets out an annoyed click of his tongue when you spill how the guy ONLY read your CV and Resume on the spot, you didn’t even get to talk to him properly or tell him your strengths or weakness’s before he shooed you away with a ‘we will reach out soon’.
John Price who gets pissed on behalf of you when he hears this but keeps it together when your anger fades away to sadness. Rubbing your back and whispering sweet nothings into your ear while he lets you cry, keeping you wrapped up in his arms.
John Price who when you finally get back home drops to his knees, which takes a bit because time in the army will do a number on your body, to take off your shoes. Large fingers gently massaging your calf and ankle while he slips on shoe off, pressing a kiss to the side of your knee before mimicking that on your other leg.
John Price who pampers you for the rest of the night, letting you cry on his shoulder but stealing kisses and tells you that you did so well and they are idiots to do that to you and not hire you.
Retired Knight! Simon is the last person to come around to the thought of you (surprise surprise). Because like these are his boys, who are you to come in and try and steal them away?
Very much jealous and possessive and the other men eat that shit up! Wrapping his arm around his captains waist when you come into the room, throwing an arm around Johnny’s shoulder while he makes you all breakfast (because everyone needs to eat including you and even though he doesn’t like the idea of you he doesn’t hate you), pressing himself into Kyle’s back while Kyle washes the dishes. Just little things that silently say ‘he’s mine’.
But again, he doesn’t hate you as much as he loathes the king throwing you into their home and in a way he pity’s you. Having to be a ‘spouse’ for their general who already has three boys at his side, a loveless marriage and having to be the ‘other person’.
He watches you, at first he didn’t mean to. Habits from the army were hard to break and patrolling their home was a way to soothe his nerves and drain his energy so he wasn’t itching to do something, and he sees you trying to tend to the few animals John got as a present. Key word is ‘trying’ because bless your heart you have never really taken care of barn animals, seen then yes and touched one once or twice but actually tended to one? You thought you had an idea on how to take care of them but that gets thrown out of the window when you try but you don’t want to ask the boys because how hard is it? And you really want to prove you can be useful…
So, he watches and watches. Watches as you try to haul some hay over to the horse and almost throw out your back. He watches as you try to carry a bucket that seems manageable, but you can barely even lift it an inch from the ground, waddling with it swinging everywhere and needing to set it on the ground for a few seconds after a few feet before trying again and then stopping and then trying again and then stopping and then trying-
And he watched with a raised brow from under his mask when he sees you happily feed the cows some melon, patting their short fur… until another cow’s big wet tongue laves over your hands, and another cows large tongue curls around your shirt- and by the end you’re a wet, sticky mess.
After watching you for a while he decides he should try to help, not because he likes you but because everyone needs to start somewhere right? And watching you every day failing was painful but you did surprise him when each time you would get back up and dust yourself off…. Even when sometimes you had a little cry or swear before you got up, but you still got up and every time a hint of respect flashed in him.
He gets to the small barn before you do, knowing your routine from watching you almost every day for a month. When you get there and are rightfully confused he doesn’t say anything for a bit before picking up one of the two buckets on the floor next to your feet, the one with most amount of stuff, before wordlessly showing you how to hold it properly and feed the cows. He doesn’t even ask you to do anything, just letting you stay near the second bucket and after a few minutes when you do get the hint he just gives you a little nod.
Each day after starts like that, until Kyle realises what’s happening and comes around with a nice cuppa for the both of you while you work in the early mornings.
But Simon still doesn’t like you, he just tolerates your presents. It’s what he says anyways when Kyle teases him about it while under him, but Simon just grunts and buries his feeling while putting the brat under him in his place.
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I'm sorry for dropping but my family is going THROUGH it right now but here's a little peaky peak into my brain lmao
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John Price got the letter early dawn, up just before the sun rises. A habit he and his boys can’t seem to shake after being at war for years, even if they had time to ‘relax’ now.
John’s arm lazily wrapped around Kyle’s waist as he peers over the younger man’s shoulder to look at the recruit assessment forms with the sound of Simon’s cooking behind them, and the smell makes his mouth water. Food, actual food without the fear of living off rations around the corner, all of them had packed a few more pounds but John told them it was good, healthy weight covering their muscles and fuelling their bodies.
A knock on the door breaks the soft morning atmosphere and all the men tense up, Johnny even pops his head in the doorframe from around the corner where he was still brushing his teeth.
John pats Kyle’s waist and gives the others a soft reassuring nod before heading to the door, the others can hear soft muffled voices before John comes back with a letter in his hands and the boys can see the unmistakeable golden imperial seal, one they were all too familiar with.
All of them had spent hours talking after finding out about the wedding, but a Knight couldn’t refuse an order and an agreement had been put in place after. Keep you safe even through their own emotions.
A few days and a multiple meetings later the boys are trying to tidy up the house, keeping their weapons that were strewn in every room in only a few now to not seem intimidating. The manor had originally came with help but John had let them all go, wanting his own privacy and knowing his boys wanted that too.
John thought he had more time, way more time since the King hadn’t said anything about the actual wedding date or day or meeting you or your family…. But then you show up at their door with an imperial knight, your bags next to you and a letter in your hands with the golden imperial golden seal and John can tell it’s a marriage certificate without even opening it.
He snaps into work-mode, his brain going a million miles per hour but his body nods to the Knight and opens the door wider for you to step inside, picking up your heavy luggage like its nothing to bring in after you as he kicks the door closed behind him.
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It’s weird at first for everybody, obviously, but the boys get a big surprise. They had all brainstormed various of ideas on what you would be like, maybe a pompous spoilt brat, or scared out of your mind living with four blood-stained men, or maybe you would fight back and make their life hell but…
You don’t care…. You *don’t* seem to care about their reputation. Your polite enough, only taking as much as you need, making little conversation but keeping to yourself, seeing that they already had a system.
They had tried to keep their secret around you, they really did. Not wanting to make you seem like an outsider and not wanting to feel your judgement but all of them get restless.
Simon was training most of the time with his balaclava on always even thought he had been finally working on letting himself relax a bit after being retired before you came along.
Kyle was at work pulling more over time, training the recruits harder and before to try and get his frustrations of keeping his emotions at bay out.
Johnny was at the local blacksmith, forging the same piece of metal over and over again while zoned out, hitting the same piece of hot metal with a cross peen hammer with all of his force. Feeling so pent up he was going to burst.
And John Price, their ‘General’ who had always seemed to be so collected in every situation for all of them, is hit the worst. Wanting to stay around to make sure you were okay and settling in and he never thought he was a needy man but *Gods* did he seem to have taken for granted the small touches and praised words they all would share, especially since he saw how much it affected *his* boys and everything in him screamed at him to go make sure they were okay.
Until the secret gets out when you walk into the kitchen late at night, having drank all of the water on your bedside table, to see John on top of Simon. Not having seen Simon’s face with his Balaclava half rolled up to only reveal his lips since it was dark with one a small candle lit.
John rushes and stumbles over his words to try and say something but Simon stays silent, just wrapping his arms tighter around his captain’s waist almost possessively.
“It’s fine, I don’t know why you think I would care. I already knew.” You say so casually it wipes John out.
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DID YOU GUYS LIKE IT?! I HAVE SO MUCH MORE TO SAY RAHHHHH AND I WILL FEED YOU MY RAMBLES IF YOU WANT!!!
Also this MIGHT turn into dark content later down the line so please be careful with my profile! Also its 1am, ignore any mistakes.
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Thinking about Knight! John Price who’s a right hooligan in his teens when he joins the army to look cool. Quickly getting knocked on his ass in the middle of the blood stained battle field, getting traumatized and getting the title ‘General’ way too young after his whole squad gets wiped out infront of his eyes but he somehow lives.
He gets his own squad that he trained thoroughly, and they have their own little situation going on since they got close after winning battles….
‘Task Force’ leading the last war and winning…. Then getting their life tipped upside down because they were all ‘retired’ now. All of them filing into the manor John got as a present from the King for his service since they didn’t really have a place to go back ‘home’ too. Its tense and weird and Gaz still trains some recruits and Johnny helps forge weapons but everyones still restless…
Until the King gives them another gift, a spouse.
..... does anyone want me to continue my thoughts 👀👀
Thinking about Knight! John Price who’s a right hooligan in his teens when he joins the army to look cool. Quickly getting knocked on his ass in the middle of the blood stained battle field, getting traumatized and getting the title ‘General’ way too young after his whole squad gets wiped out infront of his eyes but he somehow lives.
He gets his own squad that he trained thoroughly, and they have their own little situation going on since they got close after winning battles….
‘Task Force’ leading the last war and winning…. Then getting their life tipped upside down because they were all ‘retired’ now. All of them filing into the manor John got as a present from the King for his service since they didn’t really have a place to go back ‘home’ too. Its tense and weird and Gaz still trains some recruits and Johnny helps forge weapons but everyones still restless…
Until the King gives them another gift, a spouse.
..... does anyone want me to continue my thoughts 👀👀
Soft dom Hannibal Lecter and crybaby mreader where he teach reader how to ride him 🙂↕️🏃♂️➡️🏃♂️➡️
HANNIBAL LECTER X CRYBABY MARE READER
⚠️Warnings- Soft dom Hannibal, talking through it, teaching, guiding, crying- and crying kink, shy reader. Naive/ Virgin reader. And etc ⚠️
Soft but muffled moaning and choked sobs could be heard inside of Doctor’s Lecter office. You were whimpering softly as Hannibal stared at he looking down at you in between his legs with your face all puffy and wet from crying as you had your lips wrapped around Hannibal’s cock.
Hannibal had his hand laying gently on your head but had a firm grip. You eyes still had tears falling from it from earlier.
You were crying and whining earlier as he was fingering you and stretching you out prepping for his cock.
Once he had decided that you were prepped enough he told you. “Isn’t it only fair that you give me something back?”
That’s how you both ended it up now. Hannibal staring down at you while you trying the best of your ability to give him a blowjob.
You squirmed under his eyes, but tried to ignore his gaze. “Your teeth is grazing me. Relax. Stop thinking so hard.” Hannibal said as he used his free hand to pull you off his cock before moving his thumb inside your mouth pressing it against your tongue.
Hannibal stared down into your mouth for a few more seconds before pulling his hand away and grabbing your jaw guiding your mouth down on his cock.
“Teeth, watch your teeth.” Hannibal said in a soft but firm tone. You slowly do as you said as you moved your tongue around his cock.
Hannibal hands stayed where they were guiding you up and down on his cock.
Your face was flustered as tears still went down as Hannibal cupping your cheeks, he could feel his own cock moving and moving the side of your cheeks with his cock making your mouth full.
With his large hands guiding your head, you let him do all the work while you just moved your tongue around.
Hannibal gently pushed your head away from his cock and adjust the way he’s sitting in the chair tapping his knee. You quickly scramble into his lap and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Hannibal puts his firm large hand on your hips holding you still as he used his free hand for hold and angle his large wet cock to your hole.
You were somewhat unaware, as he distracted you with comforting praises and words of affection.
“Take a deep breath for me darling.” Hannibal said, you do as he says before letting out a sharp gasp as you felt his cock slowly enter your walls.
“You can take it can’t you? Don’t want to disappoint me now would we?” Hannibal mused watching your face show many expression with uncertainty, uncomfortable and most of all pleasure. “We’re doing something more your pace.” Hannibal said as he raised you up and down on his cock.
“Shh, shh, your doing such an amazing job taking me.” Hannibal whispered against your ear as he began to move your body up down like an toy.
As you cried and whimpered softly Hannibal pressed his mouth against your ear soothing you with an hum.
His cock moving deeper and deeper inside of you as his large hands held you in a firm but gentle grip.
This is the second version of something i posted a while ago. This is Maul from my Ink Stains series, a Tattoo Artist AU for Maul and his brothers. The previous version is still my header for the time being. I made a more complex tattoo design for his wrist, trying to mimic the other canon tattoos he has.
If you're interested in reading this AU, you can find it HERE
I’m just here to say I think your writing is really good and I like it, I can’t wait for more and I hope I see ur works again :)
Ahh your so sweet!!! (ಥ﹏ಥ)
I just realised I had 200+ followers and WHAT?! WHERE DID ALL OF YOU COME FROM?!
Like?!! I barely post and give you crumbs but you all are so sweet for sticking around! Hopefully I want to start writing more but I'm kind of struggling with idea's lol, if you all have any please please don't be afraid to to HMU!
~Mwah
