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TWS - some of my writing may include sensitive or weird topics, I try to put all of the content warnings at the top of each fic so read at your own accord!
Some of these fics are just super short drabble while others are like huge works so just look at the wc
You and susie had both planned to meet up after school, youre so excited but also really really nervous? It's a weird feeling brewing in your tummy. You'd always been so shy, you hardly spoke to anyone, so when the renound school bully befriended you a couple years back you were completely head over heels.
Currently, youre digging through your wardrobe, desperately trying to find something to wear. It was the peak of summer so you didn't wanna wear something too warm, but also something that wasn't too exposing. You huff, slumping against the wardrobe and running your hands through your hair frustratedly.
You look over at the clock and quickly spring back to your feet, you were seriously running out of time. You just end up grabbing some low rise shorts and a baggy band shirt. You rake your brush through your hair, your bangs were overgrown and your hair was just messy anyway. You sigh and give up trying to fix it, just staring at yourself in the small mirror on your wall.
You didn't even understand why you were so nervous, youd hung out before. I mean you practically hang out every day after school but this time seemed...different, like it was more intimate, like the plans seemed more like...a date? Nope! Nope definitely not!! You quickly try to push the idea out of your head but it lingers.
You pull on your beat up converse and check you've got deodorant on "im heading out mom!!" You call out into the house before hopping out the door and practically jogging towards the meet up point you both agreed upon. You keep blushing, imagining holding her hand...pulling her closer...gazing into her eyes.. agh!!! You seriously need to cut it out, shes just a friend..
You arrive by the lake, susie is stood by the edge, skipping rocks over the surface of the glimmering water. You watch in awe for a while, just admiring her. She was dressed in some baggy shorts that went past her knees and a tank top, she clearly didn't do well with the heat and her hair was tied up in a messy ponytail at the nape of her neck.
You finally begin to approach her, you hug her tightly, burying your face into her body and inhaling the scent of her sweat. She gently shoves you away from her, you stare up at her with a dejected look
"Dude, I love you, but not in this heat" she says, a grin spreading across her face. Her sharp teeth glint in the light. She really is gorgeous..
"But!!" You pout, trying to think of a good excuse for needing some good ol' physical affection, you give up and just ask "..please?" Susie chuckles and pulls you up into her strong arms, swinging you around while hugging you tight
"Yeesh- youre even warmer than I am!" She exclaims, feeling around your body "are humans meant to get this warm??" She mumbles as she pokes at your stomach before setting you back down on the ground infront of her
"Uh..i just dont do well with the heat" you respond, rubbing the back of your neck shyly. You glance towards the lake, it looks so cool, so inviting. You practically whine in want as you gaze at the shimmering surface as the sunset reflects off of it "ugh..what id give to go swimming right now, we should've brought swimsuits"
Susie slings a heavy arm around your shoulder and ruffles your hair "don't need one" she says with a grin and begins stomping off towards the bank
"Wha..? What do you mean??"
"Never gone skinny dipping?" She teases "cmon, idiot"
You watch from the shore as she begins stripping down, first her shorts, then her tank top, then her underwear. You look away, staring at your shoes. Your face feels like its on fire and your mind is running rampant, imagining what she looks like in the water
"Cmon!! Don't be a wimp!!" You hear her voice call out from the water. Your eyes finally peel themselves off of the grass where youre standing and to the lake. There she is, standing, half submerged in the water. She looked so gorgeous, her purple skin glistening with a mixture of water droplets and sweat, her muscular body perfectly framed by the setting sun, you could hardly breathe.
Your body starts moving seemingly on its own. Your feet start moving and before you can protest you are naked, standing in a pile of your discarded clothes on the shore and watching as susies eyes scan across your exposed body.
You never thought you were anything special, you hardly had many curves and your chest was actually rather below average. You can practically feel her eyes boring into you: your pale skin, slender figure, messy hair, blushing face.
"Cmon!! Get in here!!" Susie calls out, she still sounds like shes teasing but you swear you can hear a slight waver in her voice and catch a few nervous glances off to the side. You dip your feet into the water
You slowly wade into the lake, feeling the cool water sooth your hot skin. You don't make eye contact yet, just looking down and watching as the water takes over your body. You take a couple deep breaths, trying to calm down and focus on anything else other than the fact that you are completely naked and susie only a couple feet away from you.
"..you look...really pretty" you hear susie mumble, your head whips up, gazing up at her. A small nervous smile spreads across your face and you reach out to hold her hand under the water, feeling her warm hand surrounded in the cool lake feels weirdly comforting.
"..so do you" you say, suddenly pulling her close and hugging her, feeling her skin on yours. Your chests push together and you can practically feel her heart pounding against yours
you were just a simple hobbit, living in your little house in the shire. You enjoyed your simple life, not caring to venture any further than the borders of your town. The small comforts of the shire was all you thought you needed until..
you were invited on a quest by a wizard, gandalf, to join a company of dwarves on an expedition to claim back their homeland. There were 13 dwarves: kili, filli, oin, gloin, bofur, bifur, bomber, dwalin, balin, dori, nori, ori and thorin. You had no idea what came over you, but after an uncomfortable dinner party you decided to join them
on this expedition you ventured far and wide, climbing mountains, swimming rivers, avoiding monsters, etc. Your poor little hobbit body was exhausted pretty much all of the time. You were incredibly homesick and even thought of turning back a few times, but the dwarves helped you and supported you through the troublesome journey. However, one dwarf did alot more than the others, it seemed he was extremely fond of you, Thorin
Thorin was the leader of the company, and the soon to be king of the lost kingdom. He is was incredibly determined and loyal warrior. Because of his ancestors death in battle he has developed a hardened shell, but you managed to crack through it.
He enjoys to talk about his past, and day dream out loud about his future with you. Its hard to keep his caring protective side contained when around you, especially during a longer day of travel than usual.
he always made sure to keep you warm and safe along the journey, lending you his furs and coats or sleeping extra close to you to keep you warm. He carried you on his back when you got tired during the long days or after a run in from some monsters and even braided your hair when you needed some TLC, the other dwarves laughed at this but you never truly understood why until much later on
Once it became time to defeat Smaug and reclaim the dwarven city of erebor, you stuck close to thorins side throughout the battle until you were swept away by the immense crowds of fighters. You took refuge in a small cavern where you waited out the fight, hobbits weren't built for battle
Thorin found you half asleep curled on a pile of rocks and hugging one of his furs to your chest, you could practically feel the euphoric buzz from the victory radiating off of him and he scooped you up into his arms and kissed you senseless
The next day since once the mission was complete, you packed up your things and prepared to leave for home, back to the shire. You believed that you were no longer needed and acording to the contact you should be allowed home now.
When Thorin saw you with your bags and your travel clothes on he suddenly broke down, saying that he would "give up his kingdom for you to stay" and that "all the gold in erebor is nothing compared to you, my treasure" you stood there is shock
Througout the journey Thorin had learnt that no matter what he accomplished, no matter what treasures, what monsters he killed, what battles he won, he'd still find you the most important. You struck him deeply in your time together and he physically couldn't part with you. You were his one true partner.
You stood there stunned, a humble hobbit staring down at the King under the mountain begging at their feet for them to stay. You could hardly believe it.
Of course you agreed to remain in erebor with him, it wasn't that you exactly wanted to leave, more that you figured that was how it should go. The mission was over, the battle was won, there was no need for you to stay with them any longer, although clearly you misinterpreted that entirely
so now here you are, living in the kingdom with thorin, the company, and all of the many people and citizens of the dwarf kingdom. Thorin made sure to built you a garden on the outskirts of the mountain, wanting to bring some homely comfort for you. He even provided a separate private bedroom for incase you ever got sick of him and needed a night away, its been years and you've still hardly ever stepped foot in it.
Thorin ensures to feed you properly everyday, pamper you, shower you in compliments and show you off to all his citizens with a wide grin and a large arm slung around your waist. He loves nothing more than your company.
He truly believes that the real reason fate drew him to reclaim his homeland, was so that he would've had the opportunity to meet you, his true match.
CW- size difference, hurt/comfort, possessive tenna, vomiting, kissing (big tongue), pre established relationship
You're currently giggling and smiling as the makeup artist touches up your face. Tenna had been very specific about 'not covering up your adorable features' so it's very light. You look in the mirror, they had only really done some mascara and light concealer "I feel so pretty" you say with a wide smile, leaning closer to the mirror. You stare deep into your own eyes through the surface.
You turn back to the makeup artist and they point you in the direction of the costume department, ofcourse you already knew where it was but being lead there made you feel like a real star. You're whizzed into a busy, crowded dressing room and an outfit practically thrown into your arms. You're ushered into a small changing room.
You lock the door behind you and examine the clothes you'd been given, it was nothing crazy. The show on tonight was just your typical run of the mill gameshow. You'd have to complete videogame mini games in order to win points. You begin to change into your chosen clothes.
Your eyes finally look at yourself in the mirror, a dark blue blouse made up of some incredibly soft material and a pair of boot cut dark grey trousers. Your hair was done perfectly, your bangs gently clipped back and your layers curled delicately at the ends.
Your tummy buzzes with nerves. This was the first time that Tenna had actually let you 'perform' he was always cautious that the crowd would react, well...too nicely to you? He just didn't want anyone making you uncomfortable and made it very clear that the moment anyone so much as catcalled, he was gonna drag you off the stage. He can get really possesive sometimes but you find it cute.
You take a deep breath and step out of the changing room, you make a b-line to the green room, hoping to find Tenna or some other workers that you knew. You just needed to talk to someone, it hopefully should help calm your pre show nerves a little.
In your haze you end up bumping into what seems like a wall, you very quickly realise that its just Tenna. Two massive hands wrap around your waist and he pulls you up into the air so as that youre eye level with his screen. It still gives you a bit of a fright everytime he does this, you dont really like heights and with tenna being a little less than 10 feet tall it really freaks you out sometimes.
"Awh!! My star you look gorgeous!!" He says, turning you from side to side and examining your new look, he pulls you even closer to him and you can see the slight glitches in his screen, hes flustered.
You smile and admit softly "I feel really pretty. im so grateful you let me do this Tenna...being on TV has always been my dream, even if its just a gameshow" you say with a shy laugh, feeling a little bashful about admitting that out loud.
"And you were destined for the stage, my beauty. I just hope my audience can contain themselves, I know i certainly find it hard holding back when I see you" he says, accompanied with a tight squeeze around your plush waist
You giggle, blushing "Tenna, I don't think anyone else finds me as attractive as you do. I'll be fine, I hope"
"Youre far to conservative in your abilities, my dear. Remember that one time i had to stop the show because I saw you in the audience and I overheated?" He says, a teasing tone in his voice as he begins to pepper kisses along your neck, just dipping under the collar of your blouse.
You whine and blush, squirming against his huge hands and pushing at his shoulders "not fair- you cant just tease me when I only have a couple of minutes until I have to go on stage" you pout and he finally pulls back "plus, you have to not distract me. I know you're hosting the gameshow, but you cant favor me over the other contestants, I want it to be fair" you say with a heroic grin, as if Tenna would ever listen to that...
"Yeah no, not happening" he says and begins to carry you further backstage "im letting my pretty little lightner win and there's nothing anyone else can do about me rigging it"
You let him carry you into the backstage area before you hop out of his arms and begin psyching yourself up for this, tenna joins some of the production to talk over the logistics. Its starting to dawn on you that youre about to step through those curtains and face atleast 10,000 audience members and then possible millions more at home...watching you "T-Tenna..?" Your legs are starting to shake and you feel sick.
He quickly pulls himself away from the production team and picks you up, cradling you to his chest "you're so pale...are you sure you can do this?" He mumbles, concern clear in his features as he cups your face. Hes seen stage fright many times in his career and he usually just kicks them through the curtain anyway, but not you, he had to be 100% certain that you'd be okay to go through with this.
You feel like you're gonna throw up, you're sweating really bad now and you feel so dizzy "Mmf- Tenna im gonna-" just before you can throw up on him, he grabs a nearby trash can and puts it under your chin. He doesnt cringe away as you puke, just holding you and rubbing your back.
He sighs "thats it...Just let it out, youre gonna be okay..you're gonna be fine, baby" he begins carrying you away from the stage, ordering producers to either cancel the show or find someone else to host because hes gonna be busy. Everyone is running around you in panic. Tenna's just cradling you to his chest
Tears well up in your eyes, you can feel your dreams practically falling apart right infront of you. The further you get from that stage, the further he carries you away, the more your heart shatters in your chest. You'd waited years for this, begging and pleading, asking around dingy bars and sleazy producers just to be shut down everytime. And now, when you had a real chance, a real opportunity to make it. You failed.
You sob in tenna's arms, mumbling and crying about how youve 'failed' or that youre 'so dumb for screwing this up' you keep degrading yourself and crying your eyes out until you eventually pass out from all the exertion, you still have no idea where Tenna is planning on taking you.
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You wake up in an unfamiliar room. Your bleary eyes look around, trying to figure out where you could possibly be. You're laying in a massive plush bed and it smells faintly of cinnamon and vanilla, all along the walls there's framed awards and trophy's sitting on shelves. You roll over and find a massive collection of pictures. You sit up and squint your eyes, someone must've taken your contacts out before putting you to bed.
Finally focusing in on the pictures you see that its all various images of either: you or you and tenna. You sigh, this must be Tenna's apartment. Tenna always liked to take pictures of you, saying that you looked too pretty for the moment to not be eternalised, you always blushed and shyly agreed.
You'd never actually been over before, he usually liked to stay with you at your place instead. He said that he enjoyed the smell. You glance around, still bleary eyed from the lack of contacts or glasses.
You quietly pad towards the door, opening it gently and revealing a warm lit corridor. You creep down it, trying to find your handsome TV boyfriend "hello..?" You call out into various rooms. Suddenly, youre being pulled flush against someones chest. You sigh contently "hey Tenna...do you have my glasses?" You ask, tilting your head back to look up at his hulking frame.
Hes not dressed in his usual suit and tie, having changed into something much more comfortable. He was clearly just about to join you in bed. Hes wearing a wife beater and some boxers. You turn around to face him and he slips your glasses onto your face "..you really are just so precious" he says before a big love heart appears on his screen. You giggle bashfully and hide your face in his chest
"...I like when your body is visible" you mumble, tracing over the hard metals and wires that make up his form. "Was it a personal choice to make your machine so buff?" you ask, completely innocently, seeing nothing wrong with the question yourself, but it makes him shy none the less.
"Uhm...I actually got my body modified a couple years back..when you started interning" he responds, rubbing the back of his neck and glancing off to the side "I figured you might be more...um..drawn to bigger men"
Your eyes are wide and you're practically stunned "you...you did all this for me?? For me to like you??" Your jaw is completely dropped. You feel so flattered that he'd try and make himself look more appealing for your sake. It makes you feel so wanted, so appreciated, so loved. A warm fuzzy feeling fills your insides.
He nods, his tail swaying behind him. You hardly ever noticed it before but now it makes him look even more like a puppy begging for approval. You practically jump on him, showering his screen with kisses and wrapping your arms as much as you can -which isn't alot- around his massive body. He suddenly blue screens
"Wha- uh!! Are you okay!! Oh gosh did i break you?? Are you overheating?!" You start to begin panicking, tapping at his screen and searching around his body for some kind of switch or anything. He quickly goes back to normal though, gazing down at you as you fumble. He chuckles shyly and mumbles an apology
"Sorry uh...I just needed to reboot...you made my system crash" he rubs the back of his neck and places a gentle kiss on your forehead in return for all your affection.
He scoops you up and mumbles "im sorry about today" it kinda catches you off guard, you had almost forgotten about what happened at work..that you lost your chance at...
"I know that it would've meant alot to you if you got to be on that show but...I just couldn't let you go out there! I mean in that condition? And then you started crying and I just..." he takes a deep breath then continues "i didnt want you to feel like.. like im trying to hold you back, because im not. The last thing I'd want to do is purposefully make you sad...you're still my little star, no matter what, okay?"
You look away, fiddling with one of his huge hands as you mumble nervously "..im..im kinda glad you didnt let me go on. I mean if I broke down and threw up at just the idea of it...maybe im not meant for the stage, no matter how much I want it" you say, sounding a little glum
His body starts shaking "woah- what's going on?" You say, concerned. Is he still malfunctioning from the kisses or is it something else? You cup his TV head and gaze into it, searching for whatever you can find "tenna? You okay..?"
He nods, still shaking though "my...my program wasn't made for this- upsetting my favourite special person messes with the code and i-" he takes a deep breath and the screen goes blank
"Tenna??? Tenna!!" You shake him gently, then roughly "look!! Im okay! You didn't upset me im fine!!"
He comes back after a couple minutes. He looks really guilty, like he cant believe he keeps messing up your intimate moments. He let's out an exasperated sigh and flops down on the couch nearby, tugging you to lay on his chest, his tail slinks around your thigh.
"First i blue screen when you kiss me, now I completely malfunction when youre trying to open up to me!" He complains "..sometimes I wish I was just human like you...or atleast a bit more like the lightners that you're used to" he mumbles and pushes your hair back from where it had flopped in your face.
"Dont say that Tenna.." you say, comforting him and twirling his tail gently in your hand "i like you just the way you are" you say, mumbling against his lips before you kiss him, properly this time. His large tongue invades your mouth, your mind starts feeling like TV static and your pathetic little human tongue works desperately to try and keep up with his. When he finally pulls away you're panting and your eyes are unfocused.
"..do you love me" he asks, seemingly out of nowhere. You can feel your face turning bright red and you nearly try to squirm away from the question
"Uh..where did that come from?" You ask nervously, looking away bashfully
"You said you 'like me just the way i am'. You said like. I've told you that i love you more times than I can count and I just need to hear you say it back" he says, completely serious and even a little desperate. His hands grip your thighs even tighter and his tail slides from your grip and hooks around your wrist.
You take a deep breath before finally saying those fated words "..I...I love you, Tenna" your eyes finally meet his and all you can see is lovehearts exploding across his screen and his tail wagging a million times an hour. He squeezes you as tight as he can to his body and you feel like your ribs might break but you don't really care.
You giggle and hook your legs around his waist "I don't have to be a TV star, if i can be your star"
And with that Tenna pulls you into a kiss, your eyes flutter shut and everything fades away. A perfect bliss
CW - size difference, cuddling, kissing, pre established relationship, major fluff fic
You're curled up in the small bed in your room. You were having a sleepover with susie and while she was playing on your laptop you'd fallen asleep. Your arms and legs wrapped tightly around a pillow and your face buried in the fabric. You were dressed in just your panties and a tank top.
Susie looks over, just about to tell you about the new pokemon she just caught when her mind goes blank. She practically short circuits at the sight of her adorable little human girlfriend fast asleep and cozy. Her heart thumps against her chest and drums loudly in her ears.
Susies clawed hands ball tightly, trying to restrain herself from going over there and just spooning you in her arms while burying her face in your hair and feeling your soft body against hers. You had both already agreed that susie would sleep on the floor and her little makeshift bed was already made, but everything inside her was screaming at her to go over and cuddle you.
You'd both never properly cuddled before, maybe an arm over you on the back of the couch, your legs laying on her lap, a couple lingering hugs. But never cuddling, it wasn't that you didnt want to, just that the moment had never shown itself and now. Now it was literally the thing she wanted most in her whole life.
She finally stops resisting and quietly pads over to you and slides into your small bed beside you, wrapping the blanket over both your bodies although the bed is slightly too small for two people.
You let out a soft, sleepy little whine and your eyes blink open "..susie..?" You whisper, half asleep and not really thinking.
"Shhh..its okay...its just me baby" she coos in your ear as she shifts into a comfortable position around you. She pulls you flush against her body, your back pushing against her chest. Her skin is slightly cold and a weird texture, not scales but certainly not skin, some weird mix between but its comforting. Your body is scorching hot to her, humans are extremely warm blooded.
"Susie..?" You mumble, rolling over to face her, pushing your body even closerso that you're chest to chest and your noses nearly touching
"...yes sweetheart?" Susie says with a nervous gulp. No matter how cocky or confident she seemed, in moments like these she absolutely crumbled. One look with your wide adoring eyes and she was a stuttering mess.
"Im glad youre not sleeping on the floor.." you say with a small sleepy smile before dropping off back into full unconsciousness. Your head nuzzles into her chest in your sleep, the smell of your shampoo overwhelming her senses. She let's out a shuddering breath and tries desperately to focus on not just devouring you right then and there.
"..goodnight, my pretty human" susie says before pressing a kiss to your forehead and pulling you even closer "I love you.."
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Susie wakes up to the sun glaring through your window. She sighs, eyes blinking open and staring at the ceiling. She feels a weird heavy pressure and warmth on her chest and looks down. She is met with the most adorable sight shes seen in maybe her whole life
You, practically laying on top of her, your head resting in the crook of her neck. She can feel your soft, gentle breaths against her skin. Your legs are hooked around her hips and your hands are laying limply on her muscular arms. Susie has to stifle back an "awww!!!!"
She shuffles gently, her arms had gone a little numb from you laying all your weight on it during the night. You begin blinking awake "mm..." you roll over, falling off of susies body and landing on the mattress beside her. You're still not fully awake and had completely forgotten all about the fact that susie is there.
Your eyes finally blink open and you're met with the sight of a smug, yet flustered, susie grinning down at you. "Ah!!" You squeal and hide your face in a pillow. You felt so embarrassed, you cant believe you literally slept ontop of her!! She is so never gonna let you forget this ever
Susie pulls you into her arms and scoops you up, swinging your legs so that youre being princess carried in her huge arms. "Nuh uh, no sulking when I've just had the best night's sleep of my life"
You blush and squirm "s-susie.." youre so flustered, you hide your face in the nearest object but you just find yourself deep in her breasts "ah!" You quickly pull away, bright red.
"Im such a weirdo-! Im so sorry susie!! I cant believe i just did that, and that I slept on you-" you blurt out, your mouth moving faster than your brain. Susie suddenly cuts you off with a kiss, her tongue delving into your mouth. Its long and thick, your mouth full of the tendon as yours works helplessly against it, trying to kiss back. Susie smiles against your lips
"Youre so dumb, baby" she mumbles against your soft lips before pulling away "you act like everything you do doesn't turn my world upside down"
Susie plops you down on the counter in your bathroom and begins preparing your toothbrush with toothpaste
"Wha- hey...im not a child.. " you protest but shes already gripping your chin, gently prying your mouth open and scrubbing your teeth. Human mouths were so cute, all wet and pink. You were even more adorable, you had prominent canine teeth making it seem like you had fangs. She cups your face between one huge hand and continues to gently brush your teeth.
All the while youre gazing at her concentrated face, observing and obsessing over all your favourite details: her purple skin, deep beautiful eyes, thick long hair, handsome yet incredibly feminine features. She was really your ideal partner.
"Spit" susie commands, pulling the toothbrush away from you and stepping back, giving you space to spit out into the sink. It's a little bloody. Susie frowns "did i hurt your gums...im sorry, I forget how fragile some humans can be"
"D-dont worry about it, i cant even feel anything, it just tastes a little metallic" you respond with a shy grin and pull her in for another kiss. She growls against your lips and tugs you close, pulling you up and wrapping your thighs around her waist. She squeezes greedily at the soft flesh as you make out
Suddenly, you hear the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs and then the door opening. Your mom walks in "Hey girls! How's the friendly sleepover-" she cuts herself off. The scene infront of her is surely not 'friendly' its definitely alot more than that. The sight of her little adopted human daughter in the arms off a buff, lizard hybrid take her a bit off guard but she knows you, expect the unexpected.
"Hey uh I'll leave you guys be" your mom says with a suggestive grin and a wink "use protection!" She calls out as she leaves before correcting herself "uhh...I guess you don't have to, nevermind! Just be safe!"
The door shuts and you and susie turn to look at eachother, its dead silent before you both burst out laughing. You lean your forehead against hers as you both giggle.
"Man i really love you" susie says as she wipes some tears from her eyes
"I love you too" you say, tender and sweet before grabbing her hand and pulling her back to the bedroom "cmon...I need five more minutes"
You had gone to sleep completely blissed out, wrapped in Fords arms and enjoying the skin to skin contact. You dreamt of nothing and by the time you woke up you felt like you could've been flying, everything was finally perfect.
Your bleary eyes blink open "AGH-!" Your eyes are met with Ford staring deep into yours, except his eyes are a bright yellow with slits for irises. You groan and whine, hiding your naked body under the pillow "seriously bill!? You ruin everything" you grumble
"Awh! Sweetheart don't be like that!! I thought it was only fair that I get to have my time with you too" Bill says with a grin
"I don't like when you take over Fords body, I don't want you hurting him" you say as you begin to stand up. You're still naked from the night before and there's some dried cum between your thighs "..don't stare, Bill. It's gross"
"...looks like you and ford had fun" Bill says, his voice is still and it almost sounds like a growl. His eyes never leave you, practically scorching into your body as you head to the bathroom to clean yourself up.
While youre gone Bill begins inspecting the body that hes in. He huffs to himself, what's so impressive about ford anyway. Bill toys and plays with his body "its not like hes got a huge dick or something...I just dont get it" he mumbles to himself before sitting up and grabbing some clothes for himself
He hated having to take over someone else's body just for you to spend time with him. He wanted you to like him, the real him but he was beginning to understand that this was a lost cause. If he could just work out a way to disguise his eyes then he could be with you, forever, and youd be none the wiser, maybe even happier.
You emerge from the bathroom in some shorts and a baggy shirt, your soft thighs are absolutely tantalising to Bill and he can hardly hold himself back. "Jeez..you sure you wanna wear that?" You say with a giggle
He doesn't even look down at himself, just staring at you in awe that youre actually trying to talk to him and joke with him "..what's wrong with it?"
You're a little uncomfortable from all the staring but respond "uh..its just..you do realise how hot it is outside today?" You mumble as you bring up the weather app on your phone "I know demons don't get hot but I don't want you overheating in Fords body" you hand Bill the phone "so maybe don't wear a sweater, and put on some shorts"
Bills eyes light up as you hand him your phone. He immediately clicks off of whatever you were trying to show him and starts scavenging through all of your apps, all of your photos, your whole search history. He couldn't get into your brain so this was the next best thing. Hes searching for anything: likes, dislikes, maybe even a dirty picture if hes lucky?
"Hey!!" You snatch the phone back "you know that isn't very polite" you glare at him and pout. Bill stares at the soft jutting out of your lip.
"Okay..." he pulls his eyes away "so you want me to change?"
You nod, smiling at his compliance "yeah!" You giggle "wow, its surprisingly easy to get a literal demon to listen to you"
Bill suddenly chuckles, looming over you and cupping your face between his hands "oh sweetheart...its not easy, youre just so pretty I cant help but wanna protect you" he leans in to kiss you, eyes fluttering shut
You nearly lean in too but pull away at the last minute "y-youre not ford-!" You mumble, looking away. You feel ashamed and can hardly even bare to look at your boyfriend face, despite the fact that hes currently possessed by a demon.
Bill growls and lurches out of what he likes to call his 'skin suit' and is back to his demon form. Hes so angry, instead of the little yellow triangle hes a massive pyramid with multiple arms and tongues. You're terrified. You run over to Fords limp body and cradle him in your arms
Tears well up in your eyes "I'm sorry bill- I didn't mean to make you mad" you gaze up at him and plead "don't hurt me.."
Bills angry panting slowly cools down and he shifts back into his usual form. He flies down to face you, eye wide and obsessive "..I wasn't gonna hurt you, doll. I am thinking of killing off that stupid boyfriend of yours though" he grumbles
Ford begins to blink awake but Bill snaps his fingers and he suddenly dissappears, evaporating out of your grip "ford!?" You cry out "what did you do with him???"
Bill just laughs and ruffles your hair "jeez, don't worry so much, I just sent him to another dimension so we can have some alone time"
Tears break free from your eyes and you stand up, glaring at Bill "i hate you...you'll never be ford and I'll never love you"
That hit him like a ton of bricks. You would love him. He didnt care what it took, what magic spells, how many millennia, you would love him no matter what it took. Even if it took threatening everyone around you, it didn't matter to Bill. He'd found you, and he wasn't letting go.
CW- bullying, age gap, nicknames, pre established relationship
The whole day you'd been following your 'friends' around. Trying to laugh with them at the jokes they told, listening to their anecdotes..huh, you dont remember that hangout..
you follow them down to the field where they all sit down in a circle to chat "oh uh- I cant really fit in to sit with you guys" you say shyly and let out and awkward nervous laugh, trying to act confident but then they just ignore you.
You look at them, searching for any sort of recognition but they just continue talking, not even glancing at you. You're just stood there, staring at the group, confused and feeling sad. Until someone says "what are you still doing here? Can't you tell we don't want you?" The rest of the circle erupts in laughter. Laughing. Laughing. Laughing.
You struggle and try not to break down right then and there but you're an oversensitive person and your eyes let you down. Floods of tears run down your face and you turn to run off. Suddenly a hand reaches out from the group circle and grabs your ankle, sweeping your feet out from under you and you land face first in the grass.
It knocks the wind out of you and leaves you stunned. You can hardly think, your head is clouded and your vision blurred by the onslaught of tears. You can hear everyone around you laughing and pointing. You certainly know that multiple pictures are being taken and sent all around the school, hell, all around the town. The noise only seems to get louder and louder.
"Hah!" "What a weirdo" "she's such a freak" "did she seriously think that we liked her??" "She's so gullible" "we've just been toying with her, its so cool making fun of her" "shes so stupid"
The mean words and taunts swarm around you. Your vision nearly goes black, you can hardly breathe from your sobs and everything hurts. You hit the ground hard and youre certain bruises are already flowering all over your body. You manage to take a couple deep breaths, still staring down at the grass and trying to block out all the noise.
You pull yourself together enough to scramble up to your feet and push through the croud that has formed around you. You run across the field, back to the school, through the corridors. You only stop at your locker in order to grab your backpack. You sling it over your shoulder and start running again. You run all through town, still crying but its beginning to slow, you dont stop running until you reach the mystery shack.
You needed Stan, desperately needed Stan. You burst through the door. Its only about 1pm and the shack is still open and taking customers. You'd ran out of the school and were technically skipping lesson but you didnt care. You felt so humiliated. You felt worthless.
"Stan..?" You call out weakly, your voice cracking. You try to ignore the judgemental looks you get from the shoppers: a young girl in the local school uniform dripping in tears, what a sight to behold. You weren't surprised people were staring but you just wished they would leave you alone...or atleast lead you towards Stan.
"Stan are...are you here?" You begin to cry again. If Stan wasn't home you didnt know what youd do. You needed to curl up in his big arms, let him stroke your hair and listen to him tell you that its all gonna be okay. But if you couldn't find him the only way you knew how to cope was to curl up in a ball on the bathroom floor and sob until you passed out.
You continue to wander around the shack. There's some random teenager working the till, no Stan. Looking inside the show rooms, no Stan. You don't bother to check if the coast is clear before dipping into the 'workers only' corridor that leads to his office. You peak in through the small window on the door labelled 'Mr Pines'. You see Stan sat at his desk smoking a cigar while looking over a photo album, totally oblivious to your absolute dismay just outside tbe door.
Your heart practically leaps in your chest and you burst in, not bothering to knock. The moment your eyes meet his, all the emotions come flooding back to you "..my friends were mean to me" is all you can manage to get out, mumbling in the most, innocent, heartbreaking voice before having an absolute breakdown.
Your big adorable eyes are red and bloodshot, there's dirt on your uniform from when you hit the ground and the palms of your hands and your knees are grazed and bloody.
"Oh my sweet girl?! What happened baby! Cmere, cmere, sit on daddies lap" he pats his thigh and scoots his chair away from the desk a little so you can settle in your usual spot. You straddle his lap, your soft thighs on either side of his waist
You manage to choke out an explanation between sobs, heaving breaths and little chokes but its mostly unintelligible:
"I..I was walking around with my friends *heave* like usual and then *sob* i-i don't even know *sob* what happened i was just...*choke* i turned to walk away and then someone tripped me up and I fell on the ground.." that's the most you could get out before breaking into fully untrollable crying, you're surprised you still have any liquid left in you at this point
It wasn't very easy to understand but Stan had gotten the gist and he was more than pissed. Hes already digging in his desk for his old brass knuckles, he needs to give some parents a stern talking to. He stops, this isn't the important thing right now.
The important thing is getting you to breathe properly again and stop crying. Hes watched you break down like this multiple times and it really does break his heart "Hey...look at me, sugar" he cups your face "its gonna be okay..Just try and calm down for me?"
You gaze into his eyes, trying to focus on your breathing but its all just so overwhelming and you shake your head. You let out a desperate, sad little scream, just needing an outlet for your emotions. You pull at his sleeve, the look in your eyes is begging for comfort
"You need your inhaler, baby? Can you breathe okay?" Stan pulls out the emergency inhaler that he keeps in his drawer
You open your mouth, letting him place the inhaler in your mouth "3..2..1..." he counts down before doing the first puff "3..2..1" and the second puff. He pulls it away and watches happily as you begin to calm down. He smiles and plays with your hair "good girl sweetheart...youre so good for me" he coos in your ear and strokes your back as he watches you cool off
"My..head hurts.." you mumble, feeling all dizzy and now suddenly extremely tired from all the exertion. You did run miles from the school to get here, not stopping once and its starting to catch up with you. Your head lolls against Stans chest and you gaze up at his handsome face.
"You wanna sleep here, toots? I know how much you like sleeping in my bed" he smiles down at you, its a rare sight that only you get to see, a real true affectionate smile spreading across his face. You nod and curl into him, allowing him to scoop you up into his arms and carry you to the upstairs of the mystery shack
All the while, Stan is thinking about how hes gonna deal with these idiot kids that have been tormenting his perfect girl. He knows he legally cant fight some kids, but he can fight the parents who raised those little shits all wrong. He can't even fathom how someone would want to purposefully hurt you. You're absolutely adorable, all soft features and the gentlest voice ever. I mean you literally help injured birds you find at the side of the road!! How dumb are these kids!!
You're pretty much half asleep by the time he reaches his bedroom, being nestled against his chest forces you into a cloud of warmth and his cologne. It's an intoxicating mix that leaves you all sleepy and pliant "...can you change me..? I don't wanna sleep in my school uniform" you mumble, gazing up at him shyly as he sets you down on the foot of the bed
"Sure, darling. Im sure you've got enough clothes laying around in here that I've stolen" he says with a wink, grinning as he starts to rifle through drawers. You'd spent the night here enough times to have compiled a small stash of clothes to change into whenever you forgot to bring some. It always made you blush when he mentioned this...it brought back all the memories, you nearly get lost in your thoughts but you start to feel him undressing you.
You lean against him and whine contently as he unbuttons your shirt and slides it off your slender shoulders, he kisses over the freckles scattered there. "Want your bra off too, sweetheart?"
You nod. He'd seen you more times than you can count so there's no point in getting any shyer than you usually are about it. You feel his rough hands make easy work of the clasp, pulling the lacey pink fabric away from your pale skin. He quickly slides it into a drawer before moving to take your skirt off. He gazes down at you, left in just your panties.
Stan sighs "you really are so gorgeous...how does such a pretty little girl like you want me.." he starts to get caught up in his thoughts when he spots the bruises blooming on your soft pale skin. The deep purple marks stark against your otherwise unblemished skin. He growls
He makes quick work of shoving one of his baggy shirts over you head and pulling some little pyjama shorts on that he bought for you. He scoops you up before tucking you into his warm, cozy bed. He kneels beside you, cupping your cheek and turning you to face him. He smiles softly at your bleary, sleepy expression. You have some dried tears over your cheeks and you just look so exhausted from all the crying
"Daddy has to go deal with some people, mkay? I'll be back soon, sugar. Don't go anywhere. Just rest and relax" he kisses your forehead and closes the blinds in the bedroom. It's still really bright out due to it only being mid day. You notice Stan slipping a pair of brass knuckles into his pocket before turning and facing you to say "sweet dreams, my perfect stunning girl" he turns, shutting the door behind him.
You roll over, burying your face in stans pillow. You huff in his scent greedily and clutch it tightly to your chest as you doze off. You smile to yourself, even if you don't have any friends, atleast you have handsome, protective, loving Stan.
Sorry most these are miserable I can't stop crying over mullet stan I feel sick
CW- mentions of suicide, rape, overdose, abuse, etc
☆~ absolutely miserable most of the time. Often gets caught up in fits of intense sobs that end up in him hardly able to breathe of even think. He ends up passing out and falling asleep
☆~ he didnt trust you at first, can you blame him? He'd been through some terrible things during his time on the streets (tijuana) and was often used by those around him and then discarded
☆~ once realising that you weren't gonna leave him he immediately clings onto you. Hes like a stray puppy that you fed one time. He can hardly ever leave your side
☆~ you wake up and find that hes moved into your apartment during the night. It's not like he had many things to bring with him but you were just shocked when your eyes opened and you found a very warm, cozy Stan laying beside you
☆~ he took everything for the most. The smallest kiss on the cheek and he was nearly crying from the overwhelming affection. He wasn't used to people liking him
☆~ nobody showed up at his fake funeral. He watched from the shadows to see if his dad was gonna turn up but he never did. He came home and sobbed for hours on end in your arms
☆~ he is extremely suicidal and alot of your time is spent comforting him and quite literally, talking him off the ledge
☆~ you came home one day and found him sprawled out on the bathroom floor, half conscious, with a couple empty pain killer bottles scattered around him. It was the scariest moment of your life
☆~ you sobbed in his arms for hours when he told you everything he went through while homeless. All the abuse, everything. You could hardly think straight
☆~ he made you guys have one of those Vegas weddings, he didnt care what happened to him as long as he died knowing that you guys got married he would be happy
☆~ ever since the night of his attempt you make sure to tell him how much you love him and how if he ever died you were coming straight after him. He always nods and bites his lip, holding back tears before running to the bathroom
☆~ Stan is super clingy and whenever you guys go to sleep he wraps his arms around you like a steel band and throws a thigh over your hip for good measure. He needs to know that you're locked in place and that he'll wake up and you'll still be there
☆~ you once had to rescue him from a gang. They were planning on beating him up and raping him. He had scammed them for some money a while back (before he ever met you). You manged to run in with you pepper spray and drag Stan back into your car
~he was hardly conscious and it was like dragging a dead body across the pavement, it didnt help that your vision was blury from tears
~he slumped in the backseat, hardly breathing and just staring at you with this far away look in his blank eyes. You broke into tears and hugged him into your arms
~you couldn't stand seeing him like this, so vulnerable, so willing to give up his own life. That was the day you made a change, the day you packed up everyone's things and moved out of the city
~thinking back on it. If you never forced him into moved away with you, he would have died in less than a year or so
☆~ Stan is eternally grateful for everything that you've done for him. Now that he has the mystery shack and a stable enough income his mental health is improving
☆~ he enjoys to stargaze and talk about your teenage years. He always leaves out the dark, scary, sad moments (even though that the majority of what your adolescence was)
☆~ whatever happens, hes glad that he made it through the bad times, and that you were there to support him through the whole thing. Because if he gave up so easily, he wouldn't have lived to be here, cuddling with you
Living with Stan Pines in his car then discovering the mystery shack
CW- hurt/comfort, nudity, a bit angsty, mention of suicide but overall fluffy fic
The first person Stan went to after his parents kicked him out was you. Perfect, beautiful, you. You had been his girlfriend for a while now but you felt like so much more than that: you were his one true home. It didnt matter that technically he was homeless now, if you would be with him
You'd both been living on the road for a while now, stans car was pretty small and you both cuddled up in the back seat when you had to sleep, holding eachother close so as though you didnt fall. Stan and you were surviving off of takeout and his money making schemes which often resulted in very little money and alot of trouble with the locals, forcing you to constantly be on the road.
Currently, you're fast asleep in the passenger seat as Stan drives around wherever you are. You kinda stopped asking where you were headed next after the first couple of weeks. You enjoy the surprise of waking up in a new state everyday. Stan didnt
He felt so horrible, so guilty for dragging you into this with him, taking you away from home. He felt so selfish, just because he had no future didn't mean that he had to drag you along with him. He pulls over, leaning back in his seat and sighing. He tilts his head to look over at you. Your body is curled up into itself, your knees are hugged to your chest and your head resting on your arms
He looks over your appearance. You looked so beautiful, you shouldn't be forced to live like this. Your hair was unwashed and your clothes were dirty, you had his old beanie on to try and keep yourself warm aswell as a jacket draped over yourself to act as a blanket. Tears well up in Stans eyes. All he wanted was to marry you. Live with you and love with you forever.
He hides his face in his hands although there are no witnesses and tries to keep his sobs quiet so as not to wake you. All the emotions hed been pushing down suddenly shot out of him like a cannon when he saw your sleeping face. You were perfect, you were destined for so much more than this, so much more than him.
He really had ruined everything. He should've just killed himself like-
"Stan..?" Your quiet voice takes him off guard. Stan quickly wipes his eyes and turns to look at you. You're half asleep, eyes bleary and barely open "..are you okay..?" You ask, trying to move closer to him although the tiny cluttered car hardly allowed for it.
Stan refuses to look at you, facing out the window and staring up at nothing, trying to get the tears to soak back into his eyes. His attempt at looking aloof hardly worked as he feels you crawl into his lap. You gaze up at him and cup his cheeks "Hey...look at me" you mumble, clearly still trying to wake yourself up, but the most important thing right now: comforting Stan.
He reluctantly meets your eyes. You frown as you see the expression on his face, he looks miserable. You immediately start to blame yourself "..do you not want me here..?" You ask, your voice cracking at the idea of him not wanting you "I.. I can go back if you would rather travel alone" you mumble, tears welling up.
"What!? Are you stupid??" His outburst scares you and you flinch back
"..is that..not why you're upset?"
"No! Ofcourse not baby.." he sighs, finally calming down. He cuddles you close to his chest and presses gentle kisses to the top of you're head "I love you so much...im just...I should've never dragged you into this with me. If I just left you to live out your life, you never would've been stuck living in a crappy car when you were destined for so so much more" he looks away "so much more than...me"
I stare up at him, completely bewildered "you...you think i don't want this?? You think i don't want you?" You ask, tears running freely "id do anything to stay with you...I'll follow you wherever you're going, whatever your plan is...I just wanna be there"
Stan can hardly believe it, he just pulls you closer, cradling your head against his chest as you both sob and cry about how much you both love eachother, how youd both do anything for the other, how youd die or kill to stay with eachother.
It ends with you both, exhausted, fast asleep in the driver's seat, tears stained shirts and faces, bloodshot eyes finally closed for some much needed sleep.
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The morning sun begins to peak in through the windows. Stan sighs and scoops you off of his lap, slowly and gently laying you down in the backseat as he drives around searching for some dingy motel to break into so you can both shower
He pulls over near some place called the 'dawns hour' and begins to gently shake your shoulder to try and rouse you from sleep
"Hey baby...wake up...we haven't got long"
"Mmf.." you whine and roll into his open arms, youd grown used to this routine by now. He opens the car door and begins rummaging through the trunk for some shampoo, body wash and changes of clothes for the both of you, all the while he cradles you like a baby in his huge arms
You eventually wake up properly and slide yourself out of his grip. You start scouting out a window to jump through in order to get to one of the bathrooms "got it!" You giggle and begin climbing in, knowing Stan will follow shortly after you
Looking around the small room you see: a dingy looking shower, a toilet, a sink and that's pretty much it. Not the worst you've broken into but definitely not the best. By the time you're completely naked and stepping into the glass shower, Stan finally arrives, carrying some toiletries and comfy clothes
"Stan..?" You look up at him shyly, peeking through your lashes as you stand there naked infront of him "..can you wash me?"
He smiles and nods, beginning to strip down aswell and slowly steps into the shower with you. It's extremely small and cramped but you don't mind, your soft body presses close to stans. You giggle as he turns the water on and a freezing cold blast hits you both. Your arms tighten around him as you huddle for warmth until the water heats up properly
"Yknow..I cant believe that you actually thought i didn't love you as much as you love me" you mumble against his chest, pressing gentle kisses there as he massages some shampoo into your hair
Stan looks away, mumbling something to himself before resuming the task of trying to take care of you.
You decide not to push any further, knowing how he gets sometimes, and just enjoy the feeling of his skin against yours. You cherished moments like these: gentle, loving but ever fleeting. You only had about 10 minutes tops until the owners realised youd broken in and youd have to make a run for it back to the car or deep into the woods. But right now, everything felt perfect, nothing could ruin this for you: a warm embrace with your loving boyfriend.
"I love you.." you mumble
"...I love you too" he presses a gently kiss to the crown of your wet head "..so much it hurts"
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Giggling and running through the woods, barefoot and hardly changed, still dripping wet. You'd managed to put some panties on and a baggy shirt but no bra, meanwhile Stan is literally just wrapped in an open flannel shirt and nothing else. You're both running from the owners, though you're pretty sure you lost them a couple miles back.
You finally collapse on a nearby rock, laughing and panting and hardly breathing as Stan stands by, scanning the surroundings for a way to get his bearing to start devising a plan to get back to the car. He spots a large building in the distance "Hey.. cmon get up baby, I see something"
He starts walking before you've even registered what's going on "huh..?" You quickly scramble up and jog to catch up before falling into a stride next to him. The house, or should I say shack, began to come into veiw.
"Woahhhh, its huge!! It's so run down though.." you say, staring at the house in wonder. You glance over at Stan but all you can see is a desperate, hopeful, proud expression on his face.
"I've just found our home" he says with a huge grin, looking the happiest hes been in months. He picks you up and spins you around then presses a loving kiss to your lips. Youre a little dizzied by the spin, and by the huge change in attitude
"Wha..?
"This is our fresh start, our new beginning" he smiles up at the shack and begins striding towards it, shifting you into a piggyback position "now let's find some clothes.." he mumbles
"Ow ow ow ow ow!!" You whine out, squirming under his hold and thrashing against his grip as he begins restraining you with a long peice of cloth by tying it around your wrists and forcing them behind your back
You roll over to face him, giving him a scared innocent wide eyed look "nyen...cmon everyone already knows that you're not sharing...you don't have to do..this"
"But sweetie..I do" he grins, lips curling over sharp teeth and a dangerous glint in his eyes that you only ever see when hes hunting
Tears are already streaming down your face. You hide your face in the pillow and try to take deep calming breaths. You roll onto your tummy and expose your back to him, silently accepting your fate. Your skin is so beautiful, unblemished and soft apart from a few freckles scattered across your shoulders and the top of your back aswell as your back dimples just at the curve of your waist
"Aww...giving up already baby? That's okay, just makes this easier for me" Nyen chuckles softly to himself, gently stroking your hair and massaging at your scalp from behind. He straddles your back, getting into optimum position. "You ready?" He mumbles softly
You nod stiffly, already biting down firmly on the pillow to try and prevent any noises you're definite to release knowing you.
Nyen begins dragging his sharp claws along the delicate skin of your back, the skin giving way and leaving deep crimson gashes in their wake. As he reaches the more fleshy parts of your back he begins to dig even deeper, reaching layers of fat and very nearly muscle.
The agonising feeling scorches through you and you desperately try to keep still, knowing that thrashing would only result in more pain. Your screams are muffled by the pillow, thick streams of tears soaking into the fabric asweel. Your teeth clench around the soft material.
"Shhh...shhh im nearly done sweetheart" he coos as he finishes of the lettering that is now deeply embedded into the flesh of your back: 'NYEN' scrawled out in big prominent letters "that's much better baby, and it's gonna scar so wonderfully against that perfect skin"
He scoops you up into his arms, careful to arrange you so as none of his hands have to touch at the deep lacerations on your back. He inspects his nails, underneath each one is a gooey red substance. He takes each finger into his mouth, taking his time to consume all of the remnants of your skin, blood and flesh that he collected off of you
"Mm..delicious as ever" he says as he finally begins to look you over. Your eyes are red and sore, you clearly burst some blood vessels with all that screaming you did. Your lip is bleeding from where youd bitten down on it and you look like you've been through hell. He sighs "you know i didn't want to do this right? I had to! To keep you safe, to keep you mine. All mine" he practically growls out
You can only nod, your voice completely gone. You know that hes possesive, that hes just trying to do what he thinks is right for your relationship but its getting tough to excuse some of the stuff hes done. I mean he literally kidnapped one of your exes and starved him in the basement until he died. Maybe nyen isn't so good for you
All the while you're thinking this over hes patching you up, wrapping thick white bandages over your upper torso to stop the bleeding and help the healing process. Hes kissing your shoulder, whispering gently apologies and praises on how "you did so well" and "you're such a good girl for me"
It makes you feel and warm and fuzzy. You'd been denied alot of praise and affection when you were little, so why now we're you just thinking of giving that up when youd worked so hard to get here? It confused you to no end, but as always, you decide to stay with him. Falling asleep in nyens arms just as you have every night.
Some things wouldn't change, especially because nyen wouldnt let them change.
Your phone is shoved between the crook of your neck and your shoulder as you try to multi-task, you carry a big bucket of feed as your friend talks down the phone
"Yeah I found this huge ox hybrid...hes super aggressive towards me and I can only assume hes been abused at his last farm"
"And you seriously want me to take him in..?" You sigh, dropping the feed in the designated pen and putting your full attention on the phone, sitting down on a nearby hay bale "i usually take in much smaller hybrids.. you know this"
"Are you seriously gonna deny this? I know you, I'll be there in an hour with him"
And with that she hangs up. Your jaw drops a little, has she seriously just put you in charge of a massive ox hybrid?? An aggressive one at that? Jeez you're so screwed. Your brow furrows as you stand up, a soft little lamb nuzzles at your legs and you scoop him up "you're gonna get a new friend today...I hope hes nice to you guys" you mumble, mostly to yourself
Your first task is to begin trying to find an available space for him on your already pretty full farm, relocating one of your cows to share a pen with their mate so that you have the empty one reserved for this mystery hybrid. You mumble to yourself as you methodically clean out the pen and set down fresh hay and water, knowing that the space isn't as big as most hybrids should be used to but its the best you can do, for now atleast
A BEEEEEEEEP sounds out from near the entrance, you run out the pen to go and open the gate for your friend so she can drive in. She's in a huge white van with a trailer attached to the back, this must be the Ox. You take a deep breath before walking up to meet her.
"Hey Tilly.."
"Hey! The Ox is in the back, hes a pretty big boy" she giggles and walks around to the back, unlatching the trailer and opening the doors: revealing a HUGE hybrid.
Hes around 7'2 and is covered in thick defined muscles. He has long curved horns, tan caramel coloured skin/ fur. His nose is relatively square is shape and for a hybrid hes actually extremely handsome. His eyes bore into you. Hes chained to the wall by a collar around his neck.
You take a deep shaky breath "so um..he's mine?" You ask, the nerves clear in your voice as you look him up and down
"Yup! All yours" your friend giggles, seeming amused at your discomfort "oh and by the way, everytime we try and get too close he growls at us" Tilly says as she unchained him and plops the leash in your hand "all yours" she says before walking off and hopping back into the car
"..ok" his deep voice is easily the loudest sound on the farm. It makes you shake a little bit. As you gaze up at him he stares down at you before slowly lowering himself into a crouch so that you can reach his neck. Your brow furrows as you concentrate on undoing the clasps around his neck, he can feel your warm breath on his skin as you work.
You watch in stunned silence as she drives off, leaving you facing the biggest most intimidating hybrid you've ever seen "uhm.."
you chant in your head "hes not that scary!! He won't even hurt you..maybe" to try and help pull yourself together but its really not much help. He hasn't taken his eyes off of you the entire time since the trailer doors opened "..can I take your collar off..?" you ask, putting on a shy smile and trying to look up at him without your knees shaking
"What is...human name?" He grumbles, turning his head to face you. You're both eye level now. He has deep peircing brown eyes and thick eyebrows, aswell as sharp handsome features
You're suddenly stun locked, hardly able to look away, let alone form any words. A deep blush erupts over your face and you look away bashfully before mumbling "..y/n...m-my name is y/n"
Suddenly a rough hand cups your face. His hand practically covering most of your head as he squeezes your cheeks and turns you from side to side, examining every angle of your adorable face that he can. "Cute name..cute human" he says as he begins to sniff the air around you "..my name is Sam"
His nose begins to twitch and then a large growl suddenly errupts from deep in his throat and he burrows his snout into the crook of your neck, taking deep greedy huffs of your scent "woah- what are you doing..??" You exclaim, trying to squirm away from him but his huge arms wrap around you like steel bands and he just sniffs more and more of your scent up
"Hahhh...mate...mate smell so good" he whines out
"Wha- no! No im not mate!!" You immediately squirm and thrash in his arms. He loses his grip on you and you end up sprawled out on the gravel. You quickly regain your bearings and scramble to stand up. "I um- sorry about that.."
You take a deep breath and try to compose yourself so as to explain this in the simplest way you can "um...Sam?"
His head cocks to the side, he looks determined and slightly annoyed that you escaped his grip. Hes still taking deep breaths as if trying to absorb all of your scent that he possibly can even if hes not close to you anymore
"Humans can't...be mates with hybrids, especially not hybrids as big as you...it just doesn't work" you ramble out, mouth moving faster than your brain and all the while you're staring at the ground and refusing to make eye contact with the beautiful beast infront of you
"That is lie. You are my mate, I can smell it. You're mine" Sam declares, moving to pick you up in his arms. "Mine mine mine" he grins down at you. He bumps his head into yours, an affectionate gesture for oxes but it just makes you a bit dizzy
"Ow-" you rub your head and pout up at him. You sigh, you're already beginning to warm to this massive creature and he really does smell good...is it possible that you truly are mates? "Um..how do..mates work? Like how do you know if you're really with your fated mate?"
He buries his head back into your neck, breathing in as he mumbles a lazy explanation against your skin "I dunno...I know that you're mine and that you're never getting away but other than that I don't know" he glances up at you "I don't care if we aren't even mates i just want you. You're mine forever, y/n"
"U-uh isn't this a little quick?" You ask, shy and nervous as you try to squirm away from him again but it doesn't work. He growls and squeezes you, gently for him but to you you feel as though your ribs could crack at any moment "stop-! Ow stop!!" You exclaim
Panic begins to scorch through you. You're stuck with this beast. And he doesn't want to let you go, more importantly than that he thinks that you're his fated mate. Usually when you take in hybrids you just keep them for a couple of months to situate them with human life and then release them to a more permanent residence, but this ox..
It must just be that hes been abused, hes latching onto anyone who is kind and nice to him. It'll fade in a couple months...right?
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Your question was answered in less than a few days. Sam refused to sleep in the pen and so this is how youve ended up cramped in your double bed with a massive 7'2 ox hybrid. His arms wrapped tightly around you and a thigh thrown over your hip. His tail sways in his sleep and his horns keep your head pinned to the pillow, any wrong moves and you're gonna get pierced by one.
You squirm and whine, you're starting to get really warm in Sams embrace "Sam...sam wake up" you push at his chest "sammmmm" you whine, getting desperate now, you're seriously overheating
A loud annoyed growl errupts from him. You immediately squirm back and end up falling off the bed and thunking on the ground "ah- ow.."
"Stupid human.." he grumbles, grabbing you from the back of your shirt and holding you up infront of him like a misbehaving kitten. He begins to poke at your body. His head tilts to the side in curiosity "...you're...different than Ox females"
In an instant hes ripped off all of your clothing, leaving you completely bare infront of him. Sam gently lays you down in your bed, all the while his eyes never stray from your cute little body
"Such soft skin" he mumbles as his fingers trace over your tummy. His rough fingers drag over your pert nipples "why only two? Ox females have many more, good for litter" he squeezes at your small chest "no milk production?"
You blush, completely overwhelmed and nervous "uhm..no..only after im pregnant.."
"Hm.." his hands trail lower, reaching your pelvic bones. He pushes your plush thighs apart "stop hiding..." he grumbles and begins to lower himself so that hes eye to eye with your pussy
Your cunt is betraying you, gushing wet and fluttering desperately around nothing. His hands grasp your thighs, pushing you into a breeding press so that he can see your other hole: a soft, pink, puckered asshole. "Hm...how come you have two holes? Can you fuck both?" Sam asks, absolutely no shame in his voice
"Uhm..I g-guess so...I wouldn't um...want you to though...to fuck either of them" you mumble bashfully out
"Why not, cute human? You are my mate? We need to make strong babies?"
You whine, rolling over onto your tummy and crossing your legs so as to hide as much as you can from his stare "...I wanna go to bed Sam"
He thinks on that for a while but eventually gives in, picking you up and settling you into a comfy position then tucking the covers over you. He slides into the bed beside you and kisses the back of your neck as he spoons you from behind "..okay sweetheart..but we need to discuss this in the morning" he mumbles as his hand comes to rest on your boob, gently cupping and sighing in contentment before dozing off extremely quickly
You fall asleep not soon after.
You dream of the future. A couple ox hybrid kids running around the farm, giggling and playing with the animals. You and Sam sat on the porch, you in his lap as you both cuddle and he gently kneads your tummy, still a little sore from the last pregnancy
Youd been really sleepy and exhausted all the time for about a week now. Buck was beginning to worry about your nutrition. Buck is a massive cow hybrid, hes alot bigger than the average hybrid and compared to humans hes even larger. He has deep brown eyes and tan skin. Hes super muscular and is a little chubby, hes really the ideal boyfriend.
Buck peaks into your shared bedroom, hed been up for a while just doing little jobs around the house "baby...you awake?" He calls out softly, not loud enough to wake you if you weren't already
A soft "mm.." sound comes from under the covers. Buck sighs and walks over, gently sitting beside you and manhandling you to sit upright "yknow sweetheart im starting to get worried about you" he says, his deep voice sounding through you. He props you up to sit on his lap, your head resting on his chest "you need to eat better" he murmurs and cups your face between one huge hand, gently squeezing your chubby cheeks
"Mmf- hey..." you pout as he messes and pokes at your adorable face "I know i do...I just feel...gross whenever I eat anything that isn't...um.." you get all shy, your face lighting up a soft red colour "n-nevermind..im fine"
Bucks head cocks to the side like a curious puppy, the possibilities whir in his head for a while until he gasps "my pretty baby wants my milk!!!" He exclaimed, completely extatic that you actually enjoy having his milk, his favourite thing is you nursing off of him and to have it so its actually necessary for your health is euphoric to him
You nod shyly "um..y-yeah...that isn't weird, right?" You gaze up at him shyly, your big eyes nervous and innocent
His shirt is off in seconds, revealing his swollen chest. His pecs were always huge but you could tell when his milk was ready to come out. His pretty nipples practically twitch in anticipation "you..you want this right? You want my milk, baby?" He grins down at you, gently pushing you closer by the back of your head
Slowly, you latch on, sucking gently until the first few drops of milk come out. It's extremely creamy and sweet and tastes like heaven "mm- yummy.." you practically purr out as you begin sucking more fervently
He grips the back of your head, his tail wagging behind him as he tries to hold back any moans that threaten to escape him. He loves seeing you like this: vulnerable, happy, wrapped up safely in his massive arms. His perfect little human mate. Buck prys you off of his nipple "that ones empty now darling, the other one has plenty more for you though my sweet girl" he coos
You rearrange yourself on his lap to comfortably reach his other pec. You sigh and happily drink up all of his delicious milk, its gone pretty quick and you let out a small whine
"Yknow baby, if youd told me you craved my milk I would've trained myself to produce more. Over the years I've been trying to stop my milk production since I figured you didn't like it" he admits
"What!! But-" tears well up in your eyes. After weening on him it does make you feel a bit like a needy little baby "but I love your milk..." you mumble, kissing his broad chest all over
Buck chuckles, the sound shaking you because of how big he is "my milk stores will fill back up in a couple of hours, you'll survive sweetie" he teases "and hey, maybe this is what fixes your malnutrition issues. My milk is pretty good for you yknow, you could survive off it for years"
You look up at him, a needy glint in you eye "..really? You could just nurse me all the time?"
Your desperate need takes him by surprise. All these wasted years! He'd been so sure that youd find his lactating weird or gross, dating a hybrid is weird enough but one who produces milk is another thing. He was so happy that youd even date him he never wanted to push it and try to feed you. Gosh if hed just ask he could've been doing this so much sooner!!
"I feel like such an idiot" he grumbles "I've been missing out on this for years, all because I was just too shy to ask. I've been missing out on providing for my pretty little mate.."
"Yeah well now that you've done it once you're never stopping" you giggle
Buck kisses your forehead and gently pats your tummy, full and soft from all the liquid "yeah...never stopping"
He first found you: a scared child running from a dream. Your weak body desperately trying to escape the clutches of some dark figure. Bill was originally just searching through dreams to find someone new to torment but you caught his attention. He felt..bad? Like he had this overwhelming need to protect you
He swoops into your dream and cradles you into his arms. He had altered into his human form in hopes to comfort you. Your shaky body desperately clutches at his, seeking warmth and safety in his arms. Your teary eyes stare up at him in childlike wonder. This was the beginning of your friendship
Now, year later into the future. You're 16, everything has changed. Your parents kicked you out, all your friend grew up and left you. You were all alone, eventually you moved out of that crummy town, it had began to feel suffocating: the old park, your parents home, the school you dropped out of looming over you every time you passed it, subconsciously mocking you and tormenting you.
Living in your car wasn't so bad, it saved some money and you could watch the stars through the sunroof and listen to the rain pound against the car. It was nights like these when you begin to miss Bill. All throughout your childhood he had been a comforting figure. He helped you through all the tough times you ever had: especially the divorce.
You roll over, trying to get comfy as you lay in the backseat wrapped in only a small quilt and your clothes. "Bill...if you're there...I need you" you mumble out into the night. What's the worst that can happen, tears are already welling up in your eyes as you begin to think over you childhood and all the nostalgia when he appears infront of you.
"HEY SWEETHEART!!" he practically yells. He's sat in the front seat of the car, twisted so he can face you. He looks exactly the same as he did when you were young: messy blonde hair, freakish yellow eyes, tan skin and weirdly buff.
"Bill??" You sit up, frantically wiping the tears from your eyes as you gaze at him. You must look pathetic, your car is such a mess and you haven't washed your hair in atleast a week or so. But you can hardly focus on that, the relief is so overpowering, you can hardly believe that you're seeing him again. Through the years of his absence you had begun to ponder whether he was even real...
Suddenly, you're being scooped up into his arms, cradled in his lap exactly how he used to when youd wake up from a nightmare "my poor baby..." he mumbles, stroking your hair and examining your face "no offence but you look like hell" he cups your face between his hand, squeezing your cheeks gently and turning it from side to side, examining everything he can.
"Man, I thought i told you enough that humans are annoyingly difficult to keep healthy! You've practically erased all that hard work i did keeping you clean, making you eat well, sleep enough...jeez"
"I missed you.." you mumble shyly. You hadn't said anything for a while, just staring at him and trying to convince yourself that you're not going crazy, that this is real, that hes come back to you
"That's not important right now!!" And with that he teleports you both to some other dimension. You're still clinging to him, hardly registering anything going on around you. You gaze up at him with tired eyes, listening to his breathing and his heart beat. He'd never shown you his demon form but you assumed youd be just as captivated by it as your are his human.
Bill begins going through the motions: bathing you, washing your hair, feeding you, brushing your teeth and your hair, etc. By the end of it you're extremely tired and just wanna curl up in his arms like you used to when you were little. He would ramble on and on about distant galaxies and creatures that hed met over his many demon years. He always made sure to tell you how important you were to him, how special you were. But now everything had changed.
"Bill...are you gonna leave me again" you ask weakly, the possibility making you want to cry all over again. You'd already lost him once, you didn't think you could survive another separation.
Bill had already teleported you two back to earth. He was carrying you in his arms, cradled to his warm chest as he conjures a large hand to loom over you, blocking out the rain "Bill..? Bill please don't leave me" you practically sob out, gripping his arms so hard your nails leave cresent indents in his skin.
Bill just keeps walking, headed to your car. He refuses to look at you, as if facing what he was about to do was too painful for him to think about. The sound of the car door opening stops your breakdown, the reality that there was actually nothing you could do to prevent this crashes down on you. He caresses your hair as he sets you back down in the uncomfy backseat, tucking the quilt over your freshly cleaned body and kisses your forehead "goodnight ____..." Bill puts you to sleep and dissappears.
You dream of nothing but a deep purpley blackness, only interupted by shards of bill crashing down on you, slicing into your skin as you desperately try to arrange the fractured peices of him back together. this was how it had been ever since Bill had left and despite tonight it was as though nothing had changed. You wake up in the morning. Hes gone. He was never going to come back and you realised that.
As you sit up you bring the quilt up to you nose, breathing in the lingering scent of him on the fabric. You sigh and squeeze your eyes shut, preparing for another miserable, insignificant day human. Nothing mattered without Bill
Your soft whimpers fill the small room as nyon gently thrusts in and out of your soft little pussy. You're both pretty high, the bong sat on the nightstand beside you two as he gazes down at your pretty, desperate face. Your face turns to the side and you hide in the crook of your elbow and your pillow as your face lights up a bright crimson from blush
"Nyon- pull out.." you gasp out, your back arching as you realise that hes close. In your haze from the all the weed youd both forgotten to use protection. You whine and grip his shoulders "nyonnnnnn"
"But- but..I wanna...I want you to feel me" he mumbles, still gently moving in and out of you. He looks so sad and dejected, its like you just told him that you hate him. "I just...I wanna be inside you...forever" he murmurs as he rubs his hands over your slightly distended tummy from his dick
"But nyon.." you begin to refuse gently but give in, pulling nyons warm body close and feeling as he begins to pump you full of his seed. His hands grasp at your soft body desperately as he cums. He let's out ragged gasps and happy gasps of gratitude and thanks
"I love you...so much...mine foreverrrr" he refuses to pull out, letting his dick go limp inside of you. He scoops you up and hugs you close, gazing into you big blue eyes. He kisses you gently, his eyes are still slightly hazed from how much you both smoked
You nuzzle into his chest, kissing gently at the pale skin "I better not be pregnant.." you sigh
"Awh..you're seriously worried about that sweetheart. You know that id never let anything hurt you, let alone a stupid baby" he grumbles, the idea of having a baby had been brought up before but he got really annoyed, the idea of anything taking your attention away from him immediately made him desperately sad and needy. "I'd never let you be taken away from me by a stupid ball of cells"
"You're so negative" you giggle "I am glad im probably not pregnant though"
You end up smoking more weed and both doze off in a haze of smoke and the smell of sex
CW- rape, self harm, abuse (mention of sexual and physical), blood, other sensitive topics
You finally manage to escape Randals constant onslaught of 'games' as he likes to call them, everyone else would clearly refer to it as torture. His favourite game, as demonstrated from today's activities was carving into your delicate fragile skin with his favourite blade.
After running out of his room, your immediate goal was to find Sebastian. With blood dripping down your arms and pathetic little sobs you stumble around the house "Sebastian....Seb..?" You call out weakly, almost a plead. Seb was the only other sane person in this house, just another unfortunate human such as yourself stuck in this constant torment
You eventually find him curled up, hidden in some long forgotten storage room. He'd found some old blankets and was wrapped up tightly in them, his curly ginger hair a dead giveaway of his hiding spot but you weren't concerned about that right now. You practically launch yourself into his arms, not caring about the fact you're getting your blood all over him
"Seb..seb..I miss you...it hurts so bad..." you sob out, your words are practically incoherent as they tumble out of your mouth
"Oh my- my poor baby..I'll help you out...-" he mumbles. He was used to this happening now. He usually got alot more of the physical or sexual torture from randal so didn't have to deal with wounds such as those that randal inflicted upon you. Sebastian knew that randal enjoyed watching you bleed, you were just so cute that he couldn't help but enjoy watching you cry, seb thought it was sick
"Cmere my sweet girl...I know it hurts, you just gotta hold on for me m'kay?" He whispers gently by your ear as he begins going through the motions that he has become exceptionally used to at this point: patching up your wounds. The deep lacerations spanned all the way from your wrists to your shoulders. Randal really had no concern for your life..
Eventually seb gets you all patched up. Now you're both cuddling, absorbing all the comfort and gentle love that you can muster. You'd both been tortured and abused for years now, if it wasn't for the other youd both be long dead by now. Your finger traces over the bruises on sebs boney hip, randal had done it again.
"It- it makes me so mad...that he does that to you. I just want to keep you safe and happy...safe from him" you grumble near his ear. His hands lay smooth against your back, pressing gently against your soft skin
"It's not your fault y/n" he sighs "id much rather he do it to me than you.." with that he looks up and gazes into your wide, innocent yet matured eyes and kisses you gently "id do anything to keep you safe...anything to stop him from hurting you again, even if it meant double the pain for me"
You glare up at him defiantly and kiss him again, you sigh contently against his lips "can we stay like this..? Atleast until he finds us again.."
Sebastian nods and pulls you closer to his body. You both drift off to sleep, cozy in eachothers warmth and immense love. You'd been dragged into hell and were yet to claw free, but atleast you were dragged in together. No matter what happened you both knew that youd do anything to protect the other from any possible harm.
...the door slowly creaks open, revealing an annoyed randal
Nyon lays beside you in your bed. You are clearly Luthers favourite and so you have the biggest most comfy room. Your bed is easily king sized and is covered in fluffy blankets and duvets as well as big fluffy pillows and stuffed animals.
You're half asleep, dozing off slightly as the afternoon sun streams into the room from the far window. You watch through hooded eyes as nyon lights a blunt, smoking lazily as his tail thumps against the bed next to where you are laying.
"Little kitty? Sleepy..?" Nyon asks, concern and affection clear in his voice despite the broken English. The accent is clear in his voice and makes him sound handsome and mysterious. He blows out his smoke away from you, not wanting to harm your pretty little lungs or hurt your eyes
You nod slightly, curling up tighter under the thick covers "..stay" you plead gently, small hands gripping at the side of his shirt as you gaze up at him with your big doe eyes and long lashes
"I was not..going to anywhere, kitty" he reassures, the language barrier was always difficult and its why he hardly spoke to any of the other members of the house. He just enjoys your company so much that he tries his best to indulge you, he knows you enjoy his voice.
And with that you doze off for a nap, leaning your head against his thigh and breathing softly. You really were so cute, its not surprising that Luther favours you over his other pets.
It has been over a century since Edward was human, and since vampires can't have periods, hes sort of forgotten that they existed. Until you walk into his room, clutching your tummy and whining. The scent hits him like a wave: fresh blood, your fresh blood.
"Baby!! Are you hurt?? Wheres that blood coming from" he exclaimed, startled and worried
"Mmf...Just.. im on my period Edward.." a soft squeak comes out of you when another particularly harsh cramp hits you "ah- I..I need cuddles Eddy"
He immediately scoops you up in his arms then lays you flat on his bed, hands slowly diving down to hook his fingers into your waistband "you smell...so good" he murmurs and can't resist the urge to just drag your panties off, revealing a sopping wet bloody pussy
"Jesus...you're.. divine" he mumbles "does this mean I can..drink your blood and not hurt you, infact maybe even pleasure you while doing so?" As he talks you can tell hes just spewing out whatever hes thinking as it comes to mind, hes just so excited
"Edward stoppppp...period sex is weird and gross"
"Not for a vampire" and with that he dives in, lapping up all of the blood he can muster. He knows you don't really find it gross, you're just now used to his overwhelming affections yet. His icy cold tongue is soothing against your aching core. You forget about your cramps as you can hardly even focus on anything anymore. You whine and squirm. Edwards hands grip your thighs, his vampiric strength keeping you completely locked in place as he indulges on your soft supple pussy.
"Eddy-! Im- im gonna..nghhhh" you cum, soft warm juices dripping from your core along with another spurt of delectable blood. Edward laps it all up and finally releases you. You squirm to sit up and glare at him weakly "..gross"
All he does is chuckle and pat you on the head "My sweet little baby, this is the only time im actually allowed to drink your delicious blood without harming you. You seriously thought id pass that up?" He ruffles your hair and pecks you on the forehead
You sigh "...no..I guess not" and roll over and doze off pretty much immediately, free-bleeding for the rest of the night
