(I can't believe I'm about to call myself the Egg Anon but-)
AHEM. . .
Consider, you're sunbathing. The beach is a little rocky, more spotted with tide pools, so tourists don't really come over to this spot. It’s nice and quiet and the sun is setting when you feel like you're being watched. You're little secluded spot isn't so secluded from the water side of things, but you spot a mer floating a little ways out, watching you with a shameless grin on his face at being caught.
I'm not the best at writing, so something, something there's a whirlwind summer romance that happens that ends with you stuffed nice and full of mer-eggs.
(I have a sweet spot for Atsumu, but I could also see it with Kuroo, too.)
this is so perfect for atsumUUUUUU RAHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
he was born to be an unbearably handsome, stupidly charming, flirty mer who ends up obsessed with a human. with eyes that always seem to be reflecting the ocean floor. hair that dries in pretty, tousled, textured waves. and the lingering, soft scent of driftwood and salt that always clings to him.
also i can’t stop thinking about atsumu going home and waxing poetic about knocking you up with eggs like a lovesick idiot and osamu’s staring at him, baffled and dumbfounded “ya shoved yer goddamn eggs in a human?”
Answer me honestly... would you be willing to lay eggs for Dan Heng if you ever found out that you two could miraculously conceive? Like you'll carry the clutch to a certain period much like a normal pregnancy then you'd go into labor but they'll come out as eggs, hatching at a later date not too far from laying them. All the while Dan Heng would be fussing over everything, instincts driving him mad to care for you, the bedding, the clothes, the food, being protective and such. I'd sell my soul if it means I got my man like this 🙏
TBH this all came from a wild ahh afternoon nap dream and I can't get it out of my head 😭
I want you to know anon that I nearly deleted my account yesterday but reading this ask made me immediately stop and reminded me of why I am on this website. oviposition is actually a huge squick for me but ykw I would do it for danheng. I would do it for the vidyadhara race. this is the only peaceful way to continue it. I have no choice but to make that man a father by any means possible. I would lay his eggs and I would crochet little egg warmers for them too while we're waiting for them to hatch. (I don't crochet btw but I would also learn that for danheng.) then once they're big enough we could take them down to the scalegorge waterscape and sing vidyadhara lullabies to them while they get ready to hatch. danheng would probably cry once they did. I feel like this would cause a schism among the vidyadhara preceptors too and danheng would be forced back into a high elder role. but it would be worth it because he could raise his kids in their ancestral homeland. thank you for saving my account btw
Don’t click below the cut if you don’t know what I’m about and I’m not joking. Dead dove type beat, fuck off.
I’m a big fan of brutally affectionate Vash. Vash that had his screws knocked loose a few too many times and now is going to take what he wants. And what he wants is to be the sweetest lover possible, almost to a condescending level of tenderness. Like yan adjacent levels of ‘you’re mine and I love you.’
Especially in terms of monstrous Vash? Vash with his powers going- these things he’s always been ashamed of, kept himself from embracing for how terrifying and strange they are? I need that. I need to be loved by that. Ravaged. Thoroughly. Bred even, if he wanted it, in whatever form that would take. Humanoid sperm, eggs, I honestly don’t care. I want it.
I wanna fight with him on in the edge of ‘this is too much’ because it can’t be for him. Anything for him. However different, however abnormal- however gross, horrifying, fascinating, or fear-inducing- I’m going to want everything from him. A body is just a body; what’s written into my soul for him is unchangeable. It cannot be erased. He can only carve it in deeper with everything he does, and how he curls up at my side when it’s over, looking just as much him as always. With his arms holding me by the waist and his nose digging into my tummy <33
I'm bandwagoning off your egg anon (rip to them for that name but yknow at least egg is a cute enough nickname) cause I just knoww Osamu's gonna get too curious for his own good and find his own human to stuff full of eggs fall in love with.
Atsumu's never going to let him live it down that he went and copied him. 🙂↕️🙂↕️
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HELPPPPPPPP askdfadsfklasdalskdfj. then it's the gymnasium floor twin wrestling match all over again except they're idiot mertwins on the ocean floor (suna is still there watching, along with an entire school of fish and a few crabs).
atsumu: YA GOOD FOR NOTHIN' HYPOCRITE
osamu: at least my egg layin’ was ROMANTIC
(Personally, I quite like the idea of Lady Sneasler having a cock and trying to put the eggs inside Ingo that way,, but he doesn’t have a womb so they are expelled again too quickly! If you have a pussy, she stuffs you full LMAO)
I keep think about this now lol. I like to think that the trio ends up with a few sneasel pokehybrids that have ingos hair but the reader's eyes.
Of course, the process of getting to that point is taking up the most brain space lol. Lady Sneasler pumping you full of eggs from behind as Ingo is soothing you in front, making sure you don't pass out from overstimulation as he waits for his turn.
don’t ask me about how genetics or pregnancy work this is all super unrealistic but i was thinking that the creatures that hatch from the eggs are more pokemon than human (perhaps with the colour of your eyes, or a patch of gray hair, though.) and the ones that don’t are genuine pokehuman hybrids, more human than pokemon! they have a sneasel’s ears, senses and claws, but are human otherwise lmao
Sneasler’s eggs are smaller than one might expect, because they live on cliffsides without a permanent nest, and need to move them around quite a bit. Your Lady is a special Pokemon though, so her eggs are a bit bigger! Her cock is honestly not meant for humans to take (though that has never stopped her), and it’s already thick enough to show underneath your skin. It hurt getting it in, but for the sake of her eggs, she took it slow.
Ingo had insisting on bandaging her claws up with some of his Tangrowth’s vines beforehand, and he’s looking out for you now as well, rubbing at your clit as his Lady pounds into you. He kisses your cheek and tries to get you to respond by asking questions from time to time, making sure you’re still a bit coherent. This gets considerably harder when her eggs are filling up the entire way to your womb, rubbing and teasing every little bit of your insides. As soon as the first one pops in fully, Sneasler is letting out a delighted purr and pressing her hand against your stomach. (She can’t feel it inside because of the ‘bandages’. This bothers her quite a bit.)
Your belly’s all swollen by the time she’s done with you, and Ingo meets no resistance at all when he slides inside you. You’re so wet it feels like he’s sinking into something warm and slimy. He’s gotten so riled up watching you get fucked that he won’t last long at all. Your lips are soaked with drool, but he kisses you regardless, wiping some sweat off your forehead even as he’s losing all his composure. He’s babbling an endless string of praises. You’re so beautiful, you’ve taken everything so well, he can feel your belly pushing up against him, you’re so wet and warm and-- When Ingo cums, he does so with a yell of pleasure.
As soon as he tries to pull out, his Lady is behind him, pushing her hand against him and forcing him back inside you to the hilt... No matter how sensitive is. If he can still cum, he can contribute to your children!
I see you losing it over drider!volo...but what about drider!volo running a cult where he has a "favorite"?
volo running a cult in general is <333 but DRIDER!VOLO.....
notes: mind control / hypnosis, heavy dubcon, aphrodisiacs, exhibitionism, oviposition, size difference, religious themes
Volo who wants to feel like a god before, one day, becoming one <3
Him keeping a little group of weak, frail humans under almost complete control, having them gather food for him and worship the very air he breathes... He doesn’t care if it’s with empty eyes and false words. But while the others disgust him more than anything else, you’re the exception. Maybe you don’t need as much coercion as the others, almost eagerly bending to his will, handing over all thought. Maybe your scent makes his mouth water. Maybe he just thinks you’re cute.
Either way, you end up stuck in his web during all hours of the day, his face pressed into your hair as he makes soothing clicking noises. He’s so large compared to you, his multitide of eyes peeking out from underneath his hair. Your mind is kept permanently pliable, a haze in which you’ll panic as soon as he’s not there to guide you. Volo will pull every little thought from your brain, leaving you depending on him for everything. (And he’ll make sure it feels good too. You’re at your happiest, happier than you could ever be living a normal life, when following your god’s orders.) There’s so much praise, even if you have no choice but to obey.
He’ll make his followers get you the prettiest robes to wear and have them worship you alongside him, though never as much. There’s no effort put into hiding that you’re his most prized little follower, though the others hardly care- They don’t have the mind to do so. Not even when their god sets out to claim you once again, spreading you open on a cock that should be too large for your body to take, and pumping you full of eggs. He’s blessing you, he tells you. You’ve been so good. Your neck ends up littered with bites, each one of them spreading more of Volo’s venom throughout your veins. It leaves you just as wanton as him.
