#sweet anon

[kikker-oma]

OMA. DRAW ME RELAXED/CHUBBY WARRIORS AND *MY LIFE IS YOURS*

I’ll call collect soon🙂‍↕️

[cloudedcreams]

thinking of a yandere! who's avatar is always customised as you.

it's a quirk really. you don't know him, but you've been viewing his content for a while. it makes you feel special, seeing the features uncannily match your appearance, as he clothes them in shades of pink and white.

you felt bold one day, lingering over the chat one day as you typed out a message. the chat was slow that day, but you still expected your comment to be drowned out.

'oo she's pretty!! is she your gf or smth? ^o^'

his eyes skimmed over your comment, a grin lighting up upon his face. he leaned against his arms, licking his lips as he thought up a response.

"wouldn't you like to know?" he read over your name and you could feel your heart flutter. he stared into the camera with such intensity, playing with a strand of his hair with a small blush painting his cheeks. he cleared his throat.

"w-well i'd like her to be. you should ask her for me." he said. it was a small interaction, one you thought you'd never know the meaning behind, but you didn't know the truth behind his intentions.

[hom3landr]

about your last ask, i love the concept of homelander finding his gf watching tiktok thirst edits of him 😭 imagine he catches her smiling at her phone and he’s jealous/angry about it so he takes it from her hands to see who she’s talking to, just to discover that she was looking at videos of him

Oh! Haha. The emotional whiplash for him would be INSANE. He had himself all worked up and ready for a fight, insecurities lit up like a Christmas tree, right on the edge of snapping. Then it turns out that it's just HIM. Expect a lot of backtracking and huffing as he tries to save face. He tries to appear indifferent but inside he's giggling and kicking his feet.

[idksmtms]

TMM!baelor putting his crown on your head and worshipping you 🫦

nooooo bc why are you so right????

I'm imagining it's one of those days where both of you were a little giggly and careless at dinner. You've both had a bit too much wine and are a lil tipsy, a lil stumbly, and you're playing around and teasing each other. He grabs his crown and gently places it on your head, brushing your hair back off your face and smiling down.

"The perfect place for it," he mumbles, looking at you with bright eyes as you just beam up at him.

"Do I look as regal as you?" You ask softly, twisting back and forth just a little at the waist, reaching up to drape your arms over his shoulders.

"Moreso, my love," he responds, "far better than I shall ever look wearing it." And you giggle a little because you know he is lying. The circlet is too big for your head and either sits too high, or dips too low over your brow.

"Hm, yes," you answer with mock seriousness, pursing your lips, squinting your eyes, feigning a look of exaggerated thought. "Well, as your ruler, I bid you worship me properly." Then you fell into a fit of giggles, dropping your head a little, unable to keep up the charade. But Baelor simply smirked, reaching down to hoist you into his arms, one around your back and the other under your legs as you squealed loudly in surprise, wrapping your own arms tight around his neck and shoulder.

"Baelor!"

"Come then, my queen, I shall worship you properly as you so wish," and he carries you to your bed, setting you down there, slowly pushing your dress up your legs as you fail to catch your breath for even a moment...

Not gonna go further down this road but y'all know Baelor would be all over that. No questions asked. EEP! Your brain is beautiful anon.

[afreakforyautja]

oh my gosh you got me eating up all your fics like an addict. I love your story telling style!!! My favorite would have to be Keth’raal as he was the first fic I read of yours. But now I have to ask, how would any of your yautja boys handle being confronted with a small human child? Perhaps lost or abandoned after an attack? 🍒

Thank you so much anonnn 😭💚 That’s the highest compliment. Knowing people are binging the stories of my boys makes my whole week. And Keth’raal being your favourite? 🥹 He would be so smug about it 😆

Keth’raal

He freezes at first, big green eyes wide, mandibles parting in genuine surprise, because this is not prey and it’s definitely not an adult human. Then his curiosity and caring instincts kick in. He crouches down slowly, his voice dropping to the softest rumble he can manage. “You’re okay little one”

He would scoop the kid up carefully, checking for injuries. If they’re scared and crying, he starts purring deep in his chest, the same soothing vibration he uses on his human mate when they’re upset. He would carry them to safety, probably talking the whole way, explaining everything like the kid can understand: “I’ll protect you, like I protect big human. You safe now.”

Once his human shows up? He is proudly showing off “our new small one” like he just found a trophy. Expect him to be extra gentle and attentive for weeks, teaching the kid how to “hunt” leaves, letting them ride on his shoulders. He has basically adopted them on sight.

Zha’kor

He doesn’t move at first, just watches from the shadows with those glowing red eyes, studying it. A child isn’t a threat, but it’s… unexpected. Vulnerable. Reminds him of things long past.

When he finally approaches, it’s slow and careful. No sudden moves. He kneels, extends one big clawed hand palm-up and waits. If the kid flinches, he simply stays frozen until they calm. Voice low and smooth, “Fear is useless here, small thing. I do not hunt the helpless.”

He would pick them up with surprising gentleness, cradling them against his chest and carry them somewhere quiet. He doesn’t talk much, but the steady purr-rumble he lets out is almost hypnotic. He would make sure they’re fed, warm, cleaned up, then quietly guard them until he can return them to safety… or decide they have no one left. In which case? They are his now. He would never admit it, but the tiny human sleeping against his side stirs something protective he thought was long dead.

Tarr’kon

His first reaction is a low, warning growl, not at the child, but at the situation. A small, defenseless thing left in the wreckage? It offends every instinct he has about strength and survival.

He stares down at them for a long moment, mandibles tight, face unreadable. Then, without a word, he reaches down, lifts the kid by the back of their shirt like a kitten and tucks them against his side under one arm. No cooing, no explanations.

He would march them straight out of danger, shielding them with his body from any threats. If they cry? He doesn’t know what to do with tears, he would awkwardly pat their head once, like he’s handling live explosives. But he doesn’t put them down until they are somewhere secure. Deep down, seeing something so small and vulnerable triggers memories of his own losses. He won’t say it, but he would quietly make sure no one ever hurts this child again. Even if it means adopting them in his silent, brooding way.

Kel’Rakur

He laughs at first, not to be mean but surprised. “What is this? A tiny ooman?” He crouches, grinning widely. “You lost, little thing?”

But the second he sees real fear, he drops the teasing. Picks them up, one big hand supporting their back, the other under their legs “Shh. No more crying”

He would bounce them lightly to calm them (Yautja version of rocking), purring loud and obnoxious until the child giggles. He would play with it gently the whole time “You’re braver than most big humans, huh?” But underneath the playfulness he’s fiercely protective. If anyone comes near the kid with bad intentions, he turns into a snarling beast instantly. He would probably end up carrying them around like a trophy for days, showing them off to his human mate: “Look what I found. Ours now.”

It’s a good thing their humans have taught them empathy 😆

Which one of the boys would make the funniest or more caring accidental dad? Can’t wait for your comments!!!

P.S I don’t do asks lately and I’m so sad about it 😣 I wish I had more time to answer everyone, but know I read everything and I’m grateful for all your questions 💚

[nousxpige]

Hello. Hi. Yep I’m here to sweetly ask for Misa’s first heat with Sam thoughts please and thank you.

well, since you asked so sweetly anon, lets dive into samisa's actual first heat together, keeping this context in mind as the lead up.

warning: shameless freakposting under the cut. nasty shit. click off if that isnt your vibe.

they end up going home for the break and renting a pretty secluded cabin outside of toronto, because misa asked sam if they could be somewhere away from everything else, wanna focus on you sammy, and sam had that airbnb booked in less than 10 minutes flat.

they fly into toronto, and first go by misa's childhood home to see his parents and gather some stuff for his nest, before driving up to the cabin. misa's preheat starts to set in on their drive up, which means he starts getting really whiny about things like the temperature of the car (sam clicks it a couple degrees cooler the minute he notices the change in misa's scent) and the texture of his hoodie (sam pulls over and removes his own hoodie and gives it to mis, hoping the alpha phermones will help calm him).

they finally get to the cabin and mis begins making his nest while sam unpacks all the food they brought. they're both slobs generally, but sam's alpha has the reins and needs everything to be perfect for his- whoops, this omega's heat, so he's organizing the snacks by what will be easist to access when misa fully goes down. the cabin is small, only one main open kitchen/dining/living room with a bedroom and bathroom off of it, so sam hears it immedietly when misa starts whining. he walks into the bedroom to find misa in his lovely nest, big brown eyes blinking up at him, and sam can smell it. can smell the change in misa, the way he's close to going fully into heat. wow, sam asks, scent-drunk and staring, are your preheats always this short? and misa reddens and turns away because he thinks sam is making fun of him but mutters no, i think its you. sam is stunned speechless at that, his scent flooding with pure, mouthwatering alpha arousal which makes mis perk up and whine again. please come in sammy, please, need you. and oh, fuck, sam is hard, and misa is already begging. fuck. sam's gonna knot the air like a fucking idiot if he doesn't do something soon. he crawls into the nest, on top of misa, tucking his face into misa's neck and lapping at his scent gland, drowning in misa's beautiful scent. misa's scent is starting to deepen with the beginnings of true heat and arousal, and he grabs sam by his hair and yanks him up so they're face to face. sam moans at the pain and misa flushes deeper, finally asking, will you please kiss me? and sam can't go fast enough, crashing their mouths together and holy shit. kissing misa is the best thing he's ever felt. its better than his name being called at the draft. its better than the puck effortlessly hitting the back of the net. its everything. sam is pinning misa to the mattress with his entire body weight, and mis has gone boneless beneath him, and sam practically growls a fuck mis, can i please touch you? and misa's frantically nodding and sam's pulling off his briefs and running his fingers through misa's wet folds and wow. this is actually heaven. sam has died and gone to heaven. he's mesmerized fucking cunt-drunk and he hasn't even tasted misa yet, and at that thought he brings his mouth down to begin to lap at misa's pussy, broad tongue dipping inside him before circling his clit. jesus, if sam thought misa's scent was good, his taste is even better. misa tugs his face up after a couple minutes of writing on sam's tongue, begging please, sammy, need you inside me. sam knows misa's probably wet enough that he can just slide in but he would rather be safe than sorry, so he slips two fingers in to stretch mis a little, and then finally, finally, lines his cock up and pushes into mis in one smooth stroke. oh god, sam is gonna come on the spot. he squeezes his eyes shut, letting misa adjust and focusing on not blowing his load immediately. finally misa tugs on his hair again, silently telling him to get moving, and he does. he fucks misa hard, like he thinks he wants it in heat, which is proved correct at misa's punched out little moans and the way he clenches around sam's cock. sam pushes misa's thighs up, giving himself a better angle and he hits deeper, and oh shit misa is coming. misa is coming and tears are running down his face and fuck sam is coming too. his knot pops and locks after a few more thrusts, and then he collapses onto misa, feeling simultaneously exhausted and the most energized he's ever felt. was that okay mikey, sam wonders aloud, to which misa replies with a smile, yes, sammy, you were perfect, knew i picked the right alpha for this. and oh god. sam feels a clench in his chest and it sets in that wow, this isn't just sex for him. fuck. hes supposed to be helping his friend out, and here he is catching feelings. jesus fuck. oh god. he distracts himself from the thought by burying his face into misa's scent gland again, and allowing himself to go heavy with the scent of sated omega all around him.

they go for three days, only stopping for misa to sleep and sam to get sustenance for them and sleep, until misa's heat finally breaks. misa thinks that the trainers were right, this is the least stressed he's felt, maybe, well, ever.

[theorist-fox]

No but a man who doesn’t love your feet doesn’t love you enough because my guy and I have been going solid for 8 years and he deadass cradles his own face with my foot when we’re getting it on (who needs a hand to cup their cheek when there’s a perfectly good foot right there?). Not really my thing, kinda just got used to it and it doesn’t bother me, but I have never been shown an ounce of affection similar to what he gives me from anyone else in my life.

Go foot guys 🫡

That's a real lover right there. Kissing the side of your foot when it's close to their cheek, nuzzling the curve of your instep and sucking your toes because there isn't a single piece of you that they aren't hungry for

Not my thing either dear anon, but I love to watch my partner love me so completely.

Wishing everyone a foot guy in their lives. They love so much you'll swim in it 🥰

[dimalry]

i want to have your version of gwynriel forever imprinted in my mind

Are you asking for my hand in marriage?

Cause my answer is yes!

I‘m so excited for y’all to see what I have planned for those 2, though I’m still on ground zero 🫠