hiiiiiii big fan of your work, and i finally gathered up the courage to send you something! 🖤
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMAfjYvN2/
this but 141 guys + alejandro if you can. already excited to read whatever you write!!!
I've come across this prank before (back when I still had a TikTok.) For those who somehow can't access the link, it's women putting pregnancy tests in their shopping carts to see how their partners will react. The prank is that they may or may not be pregnant. The ones I've seen at least have been wholesome, and the little drabbles I wrote are also wholesome. Enjoy!
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John Price
With a casual toss, the pregnancy test lands in the cart with a soft thud. John’s head turns, lips in a small frown. Gaze roaming downward, that frown only deepens.
“No,” he says, denying the pregnancy test in the cart. “No.” He lifts it out. Places it back on the shelf. “No.”
“John,” you gently scold.
He holds up a hand in silence, sighing heavily.
There is no pregnancy. You only wanted to see his reaction.
“It’s late. Just late,” he groans, turning the corner, leaving you behind in the aisle.
“John,” you laugh, following.
“No!” from an aisle over.
John "Soap" MacTavish
You place the pregnancy test in the cart, making eye contact with Johnny. His mouth forms a small o and then he beams like the summer sun. Strapped to his chest is a baby, chubby legs sticking out the sides.
“Gotta call me ma,” laughs Johnny, digging around in his pocket for his phone.
Bending to the side a bit, reveals another baby, this one completed passed out, strapped to his back. Twins.
“You don’t need to do that,” you giggle nervously, reaching for the phone.
Johnny pivots quickly, tapping away at the screen. “Told ya I had good swimmers.”
Simon "Ghost" Riley
“This real?”
Simon is staring. In your hand is a box containing a pregnancy test.
Is it real? No. Thought you’d test the waters a bit. See how he feels.
“What?” you blurt, because you’re unable to tell the truth and you fail at coming up with a lie.
Slowly, Simon’s gaze grows soft, the corner of his mouth quirking up.
Shit.
“Oh,” you laugh nervously. “No. No. Nevermind.”
Simon’s smile fades, then returns with a smirk. He steps up to you. “But you’re thinking about it.” He leans in, voice dripping with lust. “Leave the cart. We’re going home.”
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
“What’s this?” Kyle’s voice is choked.
In his right hand, he holds the box you’ve just tossed in the cart. Pink with white lettering, what he clutches is a pregnancy test. Not that you’re actually pregnant. But you and Kyle have talked about it. From the conversations, he’s been open to the idea, but still hesitant.
You sigh, reaching for it. “Thought I grabbed tampons.”
Kyle holds the pregnancy test out of reach, holding up a single finger for silence. He takes one step back from the cart, his mouth turning upward in a huge smile, excitedly punching the air.
Alejandro Vargas
“Can you put this in the cart?”
You hold out the pregnancy test, purposely keeping your gaze averted, holding in a laugh that wants to burst forth.
Alejandro hums gently, taking the box. He hasn’t noticed what you’ve handed him.
One, you count.
Two.
Three.
You hear a choked sound, and turn. Alejandro, mouth slightly open, stares at the box.
“You need this?” he finally asks, eyebrows raised like he can’t quite believe it.
“Yes.” Alejandro’s gaze drops down. You place a hand on your heavily pregnant belly. “And?”
Using the box, he gestures toward you. “Think we’re past that.”
It looks like the 141 beastmen have some competition around that just can't wait to get their greedy paws/claws on reader the first moment they turn their eyes away.
Great-tailed Grackle Alejandro that sometimes flies just a little too close to Gaz's nest, to the latter beastman's annoyance. Alejandro's distinctive song can be heard from a few miles away, he enjoys displaying his feathered tail and drooping his wings. His flirty nature and smooth talking definetely doesn't help the flush on your cheeks and by that satisfied smile on his face he must know it too. And if someday it just so happens that you get bored and try to leave the nest while Gaz is away and a mistep has you falling down, don't be surprised by the winged beastman ready to catch you. Would you like to see the view from his nest? It would just be a moment.
Fox Graves that is always lurking near the territory of Soap's pack just to get a look at you. He seems friendly, but something tells you that if you're not careful he might just snatch you up. He always tries to get you to come with him on a hunt to show you just how capable he is to provide, but judging from the look in his eyes you might be the one getting hunted down. Everytime he passes you he uses his fluffy tail to tickle your legs, taking great pleasure in seeing your confused and distraught face, laughing at the sound of the slight yelp that always escapes your mouth. You swear he can feel the chills down your spine otherwise why would he smile so wickedly?
Lion Konig that is the only other beastman strong enough to dare challenge someone of Ghost's size. He doesn't really say anything to you, but he's always somewhere in your line of vision staring intently, biding his time. He displays his strenght by always trying to hunt for the biggest prey, not even washing the blood from his fur. His sheer size is enough to scare any other beastmen around, cocky bastard smiling at the their terrified faces. One time you accidentally bumped into him and he started purring loudly and nuzzling against your body. If you feel something hard poking against your thigh just ignore it.
While lost in the other part of the forest you stumble upon another bear beastmen roaming around. Bear Nikolai looks at you like you're the cutest thing in the world. He thinks Price is getting sloppy, because if he was your mate, he wouldn't even let you get close to the entrance of the den before he would be on you. And he is so big, smooth black fur catching the light as his paws are on each side of your head, body against a tree as he whishpers in your ear all the dirty things he plans on doing to you. Somehow you manage to slip away from his hold and start running, the sound of laughter from behind that gets closer and closer doesn't ease your nerves. You hope you'll be able to get back to Price before the other bear catches you.
ive been rlly scared to post this bcuz i didnt know how to format it on tumblr,, the last post didnt come out to how i thought it would but i think ive settled on posting it as a seperate post
you’re a child of divorce except it’s for your sugar!parents, valeria & alejandro.
you were their little princessa, always being spoilt. valeria was obsessively controlling, keeping you in her bed, soft in moisturiser and silk, rolling in jewels. she was tempted to get you a fat, heavy collar too, if it weren’t for alejandro.
instead of listening to his woman, he wanted to take you out. let you travel the world, go shopping wherever you wanted, and know that it was because of his money.
valeria didn’t like that one bit, and the seeps in your arrangement started to show.
most obviously in the sex.
what was once absolute pampering for you (who can get you to cum first, who can get you to cum the most, etc., etc.) has now turned into hate sex, and you’re stuck in the middle.
they’re growling and spitting at each other in a spanish that makes it impossible for you to keep up — not that you’re entirely there in the first place.
with alejandro underneath you, rutting into your ass with your back collapsed on his chest, your body was already jelly. but pair that with valeria slamming into your panocha with your favourite strap? you honestly couldn’t care less about what they were arguing about through you, not with the way you could feel the two lengths sliding against each other through the thin internal wall.
you do, however, care when you wake up chained to a silky bed in a foreign place, valeria grinning like a cheshire cat when she murmurs, “he won’t be bothering us anymore, princessa.”
