#gender ambiguous reader

[a-tad-fureaky]

The fairies in the forest are free. You can pick one up and take it home. Maybe play with it a little. Pry its legs open with one hand. Lay your penis in between then and grind it across their entire little body. Encourage it as you jam yourself into it against all odds. Call it a good little critter for taking you so well. Make it beg for more as (un)loudly as it can. Cum inside and knock it up so thoroughly that it doubles in body mass. Pull out and cover her face just for good measure. Clean her off and kiss her afterwards. Make her a delicious dinner and sleep with her. You have lots of options.

[aivliss1212]

Absol as the guardian of a pokémon daycare

TW:natural disaster, pokémon abandonment.

When Absol's trainer brought it to the daycare, it was visibly agitated. That's a reaction you had grown used to, as most of the pokémon who got dropped off at your workplace for the first time were often upset at first, as they weren't too keen on being left in an unfamiliar enviorment by their master, however, they'd always wind down once they were tended to or were introduced to other pokémon.

Absol was different. When it's trainer went out the door, it didn't try to follow after them nor whined due to their absence, it cried, and nothing you presented to it seemed to comfort it, not even having it interact with other pokémon.

For days, you fed and watched over Absol as all it's pen mates came to be collected by their keepers. The pokémon would stare as it's companions left the daycare with their masters, it's eyes filled with great sadness and longing.

At that moment you understood, Absol knew it's trainer wasn't coming back for it. The pokémon was wholly in your care now, and you promised yourself you would never let it down like it's previous master had.

As the months passed, Absol became comfortable in it's new enviorment, becoming accostumed to the many pokémon that frequented the daycare, often even keeping them in check in your stead.

On a windy and cloudy day, as you went out to feed and attempt to entratain the pokémon, Absol rushed over to the pen and frantically pawed at the gate. At first, you figured Absol was excited to meet the newcomers, but it's frightened expression told you otherwise.

You let Absol into the enclosure, and felt hesitant as it began to herd the pokémon towards an entrance to the daycare, the weather did seem to be getting worse, but nothing appeared to be out of the ordinary. Still, you decided to trust Absol's instincts and ushered the pokémon inside as the wind picked up speed.

After closing all the shutters to prevent them from spooking the already alarmed pokémon by banging against the building, you sat with them as heavy rainfall set in.

Absol, despite still being agitated, tried to soothe the pokémon around it, keeping the smallest and youngest ones close to it and preventing the most impatient ones from going outside while the storm kept raging on.

You all stayed huddled inside for what felt like hours, until it ceased to rain. As you peered out of the locked window, you found the road ahead of the daycare had flooded, and a foul odor told you that the debris filled water must have come from the sea. Had you not been warned, some of the pokémon might have been hurt or swept away.

As the worst had passed, phone calls from worried trainers began to pile in, and you assured all of them that their pokémon were fine, all thanks to Absol's preemptive intervention, and that they were welcome to come pick up their companions as soon as the street was cleared.

In the aftermath of the incident, you gifted Absol a employee's badge, making it an official member of the daycare's staff, while your town held a ceremony in your pokémon's honor, applauding it's valor and awarding it with the label of hero.

[lil-mushr00m]

Diabolik lovers Agere??

Anyone??

Little Kanato demands to have tea parties with you, he sets up an entire scene and everything has to go perfectly or he'll have a meltdown. And he likes it when you include Teddy in conversations/activities

Little Ayato is clingy and jealous if you give anyone else attention. Will throw a tantrum over it and possessively cling to your legs. Demands stuff, and takes forever to get it because you'll be damned if you let a little one get whatever they want by whining and stomping their foot.

Little Laito just wants to cuddle and maybe be read to. He enjoys having his hair petted. He always wants to be close to you. He's not as clingy as Ayato, he at least can handle just being in the same room instead of constantly clinging to you and preventing you from leaving/doing literally anything.

Shu naps. Like a lot. His regression age is older and more subtle. Snuggles. Like all the way. I don't have a lot of headcanons for Shuu yet at the moment, but I'll workshop some. I do imagine he enjoys baths a lot though and does want all the extra bubbles and scents.

Reiji wants rules and discipline, even if he would never say so. He secretly wants someone to care enough to strip him of his control and take over. So you do, and he fights. They all do at first. But eventually he's just another needy child wanting to please you and prove that he's better than his brothers and can listen the bestest.

Triplets are little together constantly and compete for your attention even though you have plenty to give

Subaru's anger issues are still ever-present and he spends a good amount of time in the corner or sitting in your lap while you soothe him and talk him down while you bandage his fists from punching the wall.

"Punching the wall is unsafe little one." You murmur as you glide the cotton ball soaked in disinfectant across his knuckles, ignoring the fact that they're vampires with heightened healing abilities, solely because you know Subaru enjoys this comforting process, ans getting to pick out his own bandaid.

"Well, you were pissin' me off." He murmurs, eyes watery and lip bobbing angrily. You sigh and kiss his head.

"I understand that, but thats why we use our big boy words Subaru, now you went and hurt your little knuckles. That's not fun is it?"

"...no..."

"No its not, so lets talk about why you're so upset, okay little one?"

"...kay'..."

Everyone gets a behavior chart. Ayato insists that it's rigged every time he gets a rainy cloud on his.

Kanato likes to be sung to

Headspace ranges: Shuu is probably around 8-10 range. Reiji is 6-7. Laito is 4-5. Ayato is 3-4. Subaru is 2-3. And Kanato is an infant-2.

[cranberry-writes]

“Whatever you need”

Ted Lasso x Reader

WARNINGS; referenced/implied physical and verbal abuse, panic attack, mild arguing, reader is a bit self deprecating, reader has issues relating to their father (only partly mentioned) :(, angst with a happy ending!

Synopsis; Reader has doubts about their ability to be a good partner, accidentally causing a small fight between them and Ted. Reader ends up having an anxiety attack but Ted is there to comfort them.

This was requested by @forcecaptainnoceda !

Ted was probably one of if not the best boyfriend you’ve ever had, he was caring, happy, and always did anything he could to make sure you felt safe and loved. He would give you space if you needed it, hugs when you wanted the opposite.

As amazing as it was, it almost felt wrong. It made you feel like maybe you weren’t doing enough. Sometimes you’d have bad thoughts about your relationship, sometimes you’d think that maybe you didn’t deserve him.

But not wanting to ruin one of the best relationships ever, you said nothing. You let it fester, grow.

You slowly started pulling away, going out more when Ted was staying in, not stopping by his work as often, avoiding spending meals with him, anything you could.

And Ted noticed it, and it took him almost a month to say something.

“Did I do somethin’ to upset you sweetheart?”

You paused, fingers stopped moving around the keyboard of your computer as you worked on something you weren’t even fully sure of.

“No, nothing.” It took you a while to say it, putting those two words together seemed to have been impossible for some reason, talking to him about this seemed impossible.

“Are you sure? ‘Cause I feel like you haven’t been, happy, around me darlin’. And I wanna make sure I can try and make it better.” You finally look up from the screen in front of you, his eyes looked genuine, but you could have sworn you saw just the slightest amount of annoyance in them. “I’m sure.”

Moving your gaze back down to your computer, you could hear Ted start to get up and move around, his final destination sitting down next to you, slowly closing your computer and moving it away. “Darlin’, I know you, at least I like to think I do.” Looking back up at him again, you could see his smile that was attempting to make you happy.

“What’s the problem?” You knew he was trying to help, you knew, deep down, that you should talk to him. But instead, you got defensive.

“I said it’s nothing Ted, leave it.” The words tumbled out of your mouth to quick for you to stop them, the tone you used surprised yourself, it sounded harsh. “Darlin’ I just don’t know what to do, i’ve done everythin’ i can to try and fix this but it feels impossible for me.”

You stayed silent, his voice rose in volume by a just a bit but it sounded like a yell.

“Can you talk to me? Please? Say something?”

You said nothing, instead opting to dip your head down, looking at your lap instead of at Ted. It was easier to avoid the conversation than try and fix it, to risk the possibility it would turn into something bigger scared you so badly.

You looked up and saw his hand moving towards you, and suddenly you felt like a scared kid again, your chest felt tight, your hearing started to get overwhelmingly sensitive before it seemed to just stop working.

You could feel your tears on your face as you fell backwards in your chair, the air being slightly knocked out of you before desperately scrambling backwards.

Realistically you knew you were safe, you knew Ted wouldn’t in a thousand years even think about harming you. But right now you where in flight or fight, rational thoughts where out the window and in another country. Right now you were a kid screaming and crying to try and get away from your dad.

Somehow in the middle of the crying and screaming you could hear Ted’s voice, softly spoken as always, he said your name so lovingly. He didn’t try to come close or touch you, he just sat down on the floor next to you and started talking calmly. At first you couldn’t understand more than a few words, slowly you were able to understand fully understand what he was saying.

He was recounting your first date.

Every moment, he talked about the restaurant you went to, the park you walked in, the movie you watched at his house after.

“For how much you claimed to loved that movie, ya’ know I think you didn’ really like that movie.” He chuckled to himself lightly, thinking fondly of the memory.

“..I did like that movie.” He looked for to you quickly, he looked shocked for a split second, then so happy you thought he may melt. He moved towards you but quickly stopped. “Are you good with contact right’ now darlin’?” You nodded your head slowly, and he moved over to you. Hugging you tightly and slowly soothing your back.

“Do you wanna talk about it love?” was the first thing said after almost 20 minutes, he held you close the entire time, not even once adjusting his position or anything, just making sure you felt safe. It took you a moment but you shook your head, not trusting your voice just yet. “That’s okay darlin’, that’s okay. I’m here when you need me.”

[rav-not-found]

Heyy! I saw you wanted to try out writing a request or two, so here I am✨

I was wondering if I could request a Dean and/or Sam winchester x reader (sepperately if you choose to do both, like two sepperate one shots in the same post) with an established relationship where they get a motel room that only has two beds, so reader has to share a bed with the winchester they're with, and it's just some awkward fluff where both are just figuring things out in this fresh relationship

Thank you!!

there was only two beds -

I love that actually!

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Dean winchester x reader, established relationship, fluff

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Its been a Long drive to Colorado for this seemingly complicated case, it seemed like forever since you have gotten a good nights sleep and tomorrow morning you have to hit the morgue first thing if you want to see the bodies before they are transported to the funeral homes.

you want nothing more than to go kick your boots, peel the layers of clothing off of you and Finally lay down, but to your surprise when Dean opens the motel room, there was only two beds.

All three of you look at each other, unsure who should go in first or where - but before you can really think about it Sam shrugs and goes directly on the closest bed to the door, drops his things, and into the shower he goes

“what a bitch” Dean says with a roll of his eyes, making his way to the other bed before you stop him

“wait where will I sleep then??”

he looks at you a little confused, then a little awkwardness can be seen on his usually confident face

“I- uhm” he clears his throat, “I assumed we’d sleep together?- I mean- not like that- of course not like that its been a long day but I meant- if you dont want to I can sleep on the couch its fine-“

you find it hard not to crack a smile at the usually confident and full of bravado Dean who is now closer to an awkward teenager in his first sleep over

“oh no no its okay- im- don’t worry its alright I don’t mind-“ you say with a small chuckle, a little awkward yourself

he goes to put his bag away and places yours next to it, he unpacks a change of clothes for himself and then looks at you hesitantly before reaching into your bag and getting one for you as well

and for a moment there between the silent movements and shuffling of fabrics, you get to see how softly he holds your belongings, how much care and love he exudes for a pair of pants or an old band t-shirt, and god if you could fall in love all over again….

he gets up from where he had placed the bags on the ground and hands the fresh clothes to you, avoiding eye contact like the plague of course.

“..Thanks Dean, appreciate it”

“yeah dont mention it” he risks a look at your soft smile, and a blush starts to creep up his neck, to which he quickly breaks the moment “SAM ARE YOU GONNA BE THERE ALL NIGHT?? WE HAVE BEEN IN THE CAR FOR THE LAST TEN HOURS TOO YOU KNOW.”

you laugh a little at his chosen method of checking on his brother, but it actually works quite quickly as Sam comes out in the next couple of minutes and flips him off. you laugh again.

Dean asks if youd like to go in first, Sam strongly suggests you take him on that offer before he “grossens up the place”, but for deans luck youre a little more tolerant than Sam and you let him go first

the moment hes in, you can see Sam unpacking and putting things aside before he sleeps, but he throws you a look or two of acknowledgment, which make the silence a little less awkward - but not completely.

“do you think I upset him when I didnt assume we’d be sleeping in the same bed?” you asked in a low voice, hoping the walls arent too thin

Sam looks at you with a small smile and a soft look, “nah I think hes just not really used to how….normal relationships function I guess? I think hes more scared of upsetting you than anything”

“oh” it just hits you now that you might be this guys first actual relationship in years, and the awkwardness might not be only from your side of the coin “oh god did I scare him?”

Sam, now laughing, “honestly? maybe, he is a little more insecure than he lets on; but I think you can just assure him and itll be okay” he shakes the chuckle in his throat away “honestly for a couple who are both older than me, it feels like im watching a highschool first crush first relationship kind of situation”

“oh fuck off like youve never had an awkward moment before”

Sam contemplates for a moment “sure yeah, when I was 16”

and with that, you also flip him off, making his success rate of getting flipped off today 2 out of 2 times a 100%

he chuckles and seemingly actually lays down to sleep this time

and conveniently enough for you, Dean comes out of the shower just then, leaving you no time to sit alone in the unsettling motel silence

“I uh” he clears his throat again, youre starting to think he does that whenever he’s nervous “I cleaned it for you - contrary to what Sam might think Im actually good at cleaning so….youre all good to go”

he also avoids your eyes mostly saying this looking down or around before going in the beds direction while you’re going to the bathroom, when you pass each other in the middle, you give him a quick kiss on the cheek and whisper a sincere thank you directly on his skin, he mumbles a “no problem” under his breath in that overly deep voice of his when hes awkward, and makes quick strides to the bed as you go to take a long awaited shower.

when you come out, all clean and fresh, you notice the clothes you are gonna wear neatly folded in pile on the bed next to a “sleeping” Dean who is so tense you could use him as a rock solid analogy, and trying to take such little space its almost funny seeing this six foot man trying to be so small

you change quietly to not wake up Sam, then slide in bed behind Dean and hug him from the back, to which he tenses even more - if thats even possible - before slowly relaxing into your hold

“you okay?” you ask in a whisper, unsure if hes gonna continue playing asleep or will actually reply to you

his reply comes half a minute later “I should be asking you that”

“and why would that be?” you say back, trying to put as much sass in a whisper as you can

“you know why.” if eye rolls could be heard, you just heard it in his voice

before you get to reply though, he continues

“im sorry I didnt really think when I was asking for the room and im so used to asking for doubles because its usually just me and Sam- I didnt mean to make you uncomfortable or assume anything I know this is all a pretty new arrangement and-“

you cut him off, “hey hey hey… Dean, its okay, I swear im not uncomfortable I was honestly just surprised by the bed sizes, it didnt look like itd fit two people, but when you said we’d be together I knew we would be able to fit because I trust your judgment okay? and I have definitely had worse sleeping arrangements than being tightly stacked next to my male-model-pretty boyfriend you know?” your voice was low but soft, full of sincerity

you can hear him chuckle lightly before turning around to face you, “its just been a while since ive had a similar… situation, with anyone - and I really dont want to fuck this up…I really like you you know?”

it was your turn to chuckle now, “I know, and I really really like you too, Dean. Believe me itd take more than a tight bed to get me to even slightly be annoyed at you, youre fine, were fine, okay?” you pause to give him a light kiss “and if Im being completely honest with you, I was kind of hoping this would happen because I really need one of your strong hugs to put my bones back in place after todays drive”

he huffs out a laugh and gives you a kiss too, “in that case, I will gladly become a weighted compression blanket” he says as he changes your positions.

now holding you impossibly close, he hugs you tightly and pulls the covers over your shoulders, with his nose in your hair and your face to his neck, you start drifting to sleep

“I love you” you say in an almost undiscernible whisper, half asleep

“I love you too” he whispers back to himself as he is sure you’re already no longer awake

he stays awake for a bit more in the quiet soft night, holding you tightly and softly smiling to himself

“I love you too” he says once more before falling victim himself to sleep

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this is my first fluff one shot since I tried writing for the first time a year ago or so so I really hope you like it !!^^

and thank you for the request^^

[hooman4ever]

HIIIIIII!! First, I'd love to thank you for your NSFW canons (saw them in ao3) I love them sooo muchhh!! (And the thirst! OMG!) I was also wondering if I can request for a nsfw canon where reader wears Heisenberg's coat but is completely naked underneath?

I'm glad you enjoyed them, tysm for the request!

Contains: Possessive Behavior, Possessive Karl, NSFW, Gender Ambiguous Reader

You, in Heisenberg’s coat? This man is instantly dropping whatever he is working on and rushing to you.

He is already interested in the mere sight of you wearing any of his clothing as it is but once he learns that you are naked underneath you are being hoisted over his shoulder and carried to the nearest surface. All teasing and foreplay forgotten as Heisenberg rushes to the main event.

Don’t expect to walk tomorrow– at all– Heisenberg is willing to go all night, or as long as you can.

The coat says on– if you try to remove it he’s slapping your hands away and chastizing you. Karl will talk about how perfect you look wrapped in his coat– and around his cock.

Karl will expect you to wear his clothing more often, the man will even prompt you too in not so subtle ways. Those ways will range from Heisenberg accidentally placing some of his clothing with yours to the man just outright telling you to “Put this on.” as he throws one of his shirts your way.

Seeing you in his clothes makes his more possessive side tick in all the right ways. Karl will want you to wear his clothing out of the workshop, for this reason, seeing it as a not so NSFW way of showing others you belong to him. Plus the fact you smell like him then keeps Alcina away.

Overall, wearing Heisenberg’s clothing is a definite yes from him.

Hands glided up your sides pushing aside the sides of Heisenberg’s coat which loosely hung to your figure, slightly draping from your shoulders. Lips peppered the left side of your face. Fingers dipped below your naval, gently brushing against you. “You should wear my clothes more often,” Heisenberg purred as you shook in his arms, breathy moans leaving your lips.

[voidfantasies]

Oh to be out and about all day with your robot partner, teasing them with banter while all they can do is squeeze whichever part of you they're holding as a warning while you're in public.

How they'd play along, all sharp smiles and even tones. Both of you know how this will go. You pretend you don't. They act like it doesn't rile them up.

But once you're home you're pinned against the wall, cold fingers tracing your throat and jaw as they tower over you. Their tone is even but deeper, teasing of a more intimate kind. Almost dangerous. They make you flush and tremble just with feather light touches and meaningful words. Make you lose your words and force them out of you as they implore,

„You'll be a good little toy for me, won't you?“

[enby-ring-rat]

Jealous Chris Jericho

Chris gets really possessive of his younger partner. Ambiguous reader.

Chris gets VERY. FUCKING. JEALOUS.

If you’re out to eat or for drinks and somebody looks at you like they might want you he gets super handsy. Puts a hand on your lower back, wraps his arm around your waist, reaches over for a quick squeeze of your ass, fixes your hair. Sometimes he’ll nibble at your neck or earlobe, or catch you by the chin to bring you in for a sweet kiss.

Usually that’s enough for whoever was eyeing you up to get the message. You’re taken. And Chris might be a little older now, might have some Grey creeping into his hair, might have some crows feet at the corners of his eyes (you know he’s self conscious about them but you love it so much when he smiles and the fine lines crinkle. It makes him look so genuinely happy), but he’s still stacked, and bigger than he looks on TV. Not many people would actually want to fight him.

You’d been standing at the bar waiting on the bartender to get another round of drinks for you and Chris, and you knew the trio of young men at the end of the bar were watching you, and you knew Chris was watching them. Then one of them wolf whistled. No sooner had you flipped them off then a strong pair of arms were wrapping around you. Chris has his chest pressed up against your back, and leans against the bar, one palm on either side of you. “These guys bothering you babe?”

You chuckle and lean back into his comforting warmth. “Nah,” you murmur softly. “But I don’t mind the company.” He hums, and presses open mouthed kisses against your neck. You each grab your drink when the bartender sets them down, and Chris walks you back to the table with his arm around your waist. You can’t help but laugh a little when he shoots a dirty look over his shoulder at the guys at the bar.

You tried to watch a fozzy concert from the pit ONCE. It ended with Chris in the pit screaming and threatening to suplex a couple of guys.

It’s even worse when one of the roster sets him off

He and Dean wind up suspended for beating the fuck out of eachother after Dean made a comment about your ass. Although that does admittedly lead to some lovely sex with you riding Chris while he lounges against a nest of soft pillows, kissing his bruised face and split lips tenderly. He still manages to be possessive, leaving hickies and bites on your neck and chest, whispering in your ear while you cum that you’re all his.

And when your age difference is brought into it? Hooooo boy does that exhibitionist streak of his come out. Some of the greenhorns new to the training center had seen you two together and made a comment about how someone young and good looking like you can do better than a washed up hasbeen like Chris. He’d dragged you into a conference room and fucked you against the wall. He’d said that if he’d had his way he’d be fucking you in one of the practice rings, he’d show everyone why his baby would prefer a man with some /experience/

He makes sure you have a bite mark juuuuussssst high enough that your collar can’t quite hide it

Everyone knows your daddy is MORE than capable of satisfying you, and Chris prides himself on 1) that being true and 2) making SURE that EVERYBODY knows it

(Although he has a preference for “sir” in the bedroom, as the idea of taking control of everything, you submitting to him entirely strolled his narcissistic streak, he certainly doesn’t mind being called daddy)