screams once more

I’d Give Anything (1)

anon prompt: amelia finds jo’s husband hurting jo and she intervenes

“Get off of me!” Jo’s screams escaped through his hand. He slammed her against the wall and punched her in the stomach, which only resulted in her screaming once more. “Shut up,” he groaned, “I just want to talk.”

Jo’s eyes darted around the room as she silently prayed for him to go away. “Look at me, Brooke,” he said. “Look at me!” He repeated as he gripped on to her wrist. Jo reluctantly looked at the monster that stood in front of her and she could see the same eyes that she knew from years before. 

He slammed her into the shelves as the door swung opened. “Woah,” Amelia said, “Woah, hey!”

She ran towards Jo and got in between the two. “Amelia, go,” Jo whispered. Amelia looked away from the man and at Jo, whose face was red and bruised. “What the hell?” Amelia asked. “Step away from her,” he said. 

“Who the hell are you?” Amelia questioned as she held her arm out to shield her resident. “I’m Paul,” he smiled, “And you need to step the hell away from her.”

Amelia let her arm slowly fall and brought it to her lab coat’s pocket. “Amelia,” Jo pleaded. She knew how dangerous he was and she didn’t want Amelia getting hurt. “Amelia?” Paul smiled as he got closer to her. “That’s a pretty name.”

Amelia looked at his devilish eyes as her hand carefully searched around in her pocket for her pager. “Now, Amelia. I’m going to need you to do one simple thing for me. I just need you to step away from Brooke,” he talked as if he were explaining a game to a four year old.

“Amelia, please,” Jo whispered. Amelia looked over her shoulder at Jo and gave her a short, small nod. “Okay,” Amelia agreed. She took a few steps away from Jo and watched as Paul replaced her. Amelia saw her chance as she took out her pager and paged 911 to the supply room. 

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Paul asked, striding towards Amelia. He smacked the pager out of her hand, then punched her once in the stomach. Then again. Then again. Jo’s cries filled the dreadfulness of the room. “Stop, Paul. Please,” Jo begged.

“Shut up, Brooke,” he said. As Amelia began to struggle, he added more force. He added more force until he couldn’t keep up with himself. “Stop!” Jo screamed as she saw him strike Amelia across the face. Amelia fell to the floor and gripped on to her stomach. He kicked her twice more then stepped on the pager. “Let’s go,” he whispered, grabbing Jo by the shoulder.

Oh my god I am actually crying. EVERYTHING HAPPENED SO FUCKING FAST. I NEED TO PROCESS THIS OMG. OKAY SO FIRST LET’S TALK ABOUT EMMA IN NEVERLAND. SHE NEARLY FELL OVER BUT SHE’S LIKE “NOPE MY HUSBAND NEEDS ME” AND EVERYONE’S LIKE “WTF” AND SHE’S JUST SAYS “KILLIAN?!” AND THEN SHE FUCKING SHOVES THAT LOST BOY

LIKE NO ONE’S KEEPING HER FROM HER TRUE LOVE AND IN THE BACKGROUND KILLIAN AND TIGER LILY AND FIGHTING THE OTHER BOYS. I MEAN WHO NEEDS SWORDS WHEN YOU’VE GOT HANDS RIGHT?!?! AND THEN THEY OVERPOWER THE LOST BOYS (APPARENTLY 3 VS 20 AND THE 3 WIN) AND THEY COME BACK TO STORYBROOKE IN LIKE TWO MINUTES. IT’S LITERALLY IN-AND-OUT.

SHE’S ALL WORRIED FOR KILLIAN’S WELLBEING AND GIVES BACK THE HOOK AND EVERYTHING AND I’M STILL REELING FROM HOW QUICKLY THAT HAPPENED LIKE IT FEELS LIKE A FUCKING DREAM I CAN’T

AND THEN HE APOLOGISES FOR EVERYTHING AND IS ALL “I SHOULD HAVE NEVER EVEN CONSIDERED RUNNING AWAY” THAT SPEECH OMG IT WAS WHAT I WANTED FOR AGES AND EMMA’S REACTION LIKE “IT’S FINE I FORGIVE YOU I DIDN’T REALLY GIVE YOU TIME TO TALK” AND I WAS LIKE YASS

AND THEN SHE’S LIKE WE GOTTA PATCH YOU UP AND HE’S LIKE “W8 I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING” AND YOU SEE HER APPREHENSION LIKE “WHAT’S GOING ON WITH THIS GUY HE’S HURT AND HE’S PUTTING OFF GETTING BETTER KILLIAN R U OK”

AND THEN

AND FUCKING THEN

HE PULLS OUT THE FUCKING GODDAMN RING, MAKING ME SCREAM LIKE A FUCKING PTERADACTYL AND REGINA AND HENRY ARE MY SPIRIT ANIMALS IN THIS SCENE, NOT WANTING TO BE A THIRD WHEEL

AND THEN THE FUCKING SPEECH THAT WE WERE ALL CHEATED OUT OF IN THE FIRST ENGAGEMENT HAPPENS. YOU KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT. THE ROMANTIC SPEECH THAT HAPPENS BEFORE EVERY FUCKING ENGAGEMENT THAT NEEDS TO BE PLANNED AND BEAUTIFUL AND I WAS SCREAMING AND CRYING JUST LIKE EMMA

LOOK AT HOW SHE LOOKS AT HIM THIS IS THE LOOK OF TRUE LOVE PEOPLE PASS IT ON. THIS IS THE LOOK OF HAPPINESS AND I CAN’T EVEN. AND KILLIAN IS LIKE “I WILL ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE NO MATTER WHAT” AND I WAS FUCKING BAWLING AT THIS POINT BECAUSE THIS RIGHT HERE IS MY OTP 

AND THEN HE GETS DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND IS LIKE “WILL YOU MARRY ME” AND AT THIS POINT I’M BASICALLY A HOT MESS

AND THEN THE YES HAPPENS

AND YOU SEE THE LITTLE LAUGH OF RELIEF/PURE HAPPINESS THAT HE DOES WHEN SHE SAYS YES AND HER SMILE IS SO WIDE AND BEAUTIFUL AND OML THIS SCENE IS LITERALLY EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED.

I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW I NEEDED THIS EXACT SCENE UNTIL IT HAPPENED. AND I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED IT TO HAPPEN IN THIS WAY. THE ANGST IS OVER; THE TRUE LOVE IS BACK; AND CAPTAIN SWAN IS FUCKING ENGAGED WITH TRULY NO WALLS, NO SECRETS THIS TIME AND I CAN’T I’M GOING TO PASS OUT FROM THIS

THIS IS MY OTP. MY FUCKING OTP OVERCOMING THE ODDS AGAIN AND AGAIN. MY OTP GETTING A FUCKING WEDDING AT THE END OF THE SEASON AND MY OTP BEING FUCKING BRILLIANT IN GENERAL IT PAINS ME HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM GUYS I CAN’T.

I need to lie down for a while. 

AWM 2017 recap

Things I saw at AWM today plus some bonus content I was informed of by other attendees of the event (roughly in chronological order):

Cinderella Girls

- I know next to nothing about this series except that Rin and Uzuki and that Love Laika duo are popular yuri ships lol.

- I already forgot their setlist OTL sorry I’d probably remember if I listened to some of their songs again. I think they performed 5? STAR, GOIN…uh…

- They pretty much spoke Japanese the entire time and were impressed that the audience seemed to be following along well despite that.

- They did a live skit or something? They showed clips from the anime(?) for each character and had them read a script live. Was pretty cute.

- Lit songs of the set list: YES PARTY TIME (is…is that the right title lol I just remember screaming those words a lot), and of course their closing song Onegai Cinderella.

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Sweet Treat*

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Explicit - 18+ only
Summary: After a seemingly hard health evaluation with the team, Reader wakes up irritated. Steve wants to make the day special for her and apologize, but this only makes his girlfriend want to try something new and explore a new side of her.
Word Count: 2.7k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT
Warning: light hair pulling, teasing, masturbation, dirty talking, thigh riding, grinding, cock worship [?], detailed oral sex (male receiving), and light Dom!Reader.
Special thank you to @punkrockhippiefromthefourties for helping me with this one.

Gifs used below aren’t mine, credit to the rightful owners.

Eyes closed, you grumbled as the sound coming from the side of your bed repeated for the second time in a row. You unconsciously placed another pillow above your head and tried to forget the melody, but it was already too late as you awoke to the ringtone of your smartphone lying on your bedside table. You barely had time to open your eyes and catch the device that the annoying sound faded away.

Mentally cursing the person who had woken you up, you lay back your phone on the nightstand and sought a few more minutes of sleep. You only had the time to find the meaning of this word again that your ringtone screamed to your ears once more. Furiously, you blindly reached for the phone and answered the call with this clear irritation on your features

“What?!”

Whoa, looks like someone hasn’t had enough sleep.

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okay, so

one of sansa’s fundamental arcs, spanning all of the books, is becoming a Stark once more. she starts the story wanting to become a Baratheon, wanting to marry the prince and let go of her Northern heritage, let go of what it meant to be a Stark. she wanted to be a Southron lady and that’s all over her story in the first book/season. she wears her hair in the Southron style, wears their clothes, sings their songs; she wants to be a lady of the South

she had to go South and lose everything so that she had to journey North and truly learn what it meant to be a Stark, what it meant to be of the North. she had to actually become something other than a Stark - first a Lannister, then a Stone -  before she could begin to discover who she truly is, what she is capable of, and where she belongs

and that is the Stark of Winterfell

any marriage that ends with her losing her name is not part of her story

Brat Taming (M) - Pt 2

Genre; S M U T 

Length; 1,100+ words

Kink(s); sexual torture, impact play, Daddy kink, orgasm denial 

Originally posted by forever-young-got7

The moment he stepped into the room, he practically tossed you down onto the floor beneath him, 
“Aish-” He snarled, while hastily undoing his belt. “I swear to god, little girl..” Sliding the leather belt free from his jeans as he glared down at you; shaking his head. 

You knew damn well how much trouble you were in, you could tell just by the look in his eyes that he was about to teach you a little lesson you wouldn’t be able to forget- but.. it was just so fun being a brat. 
“What’s wrong, Daddy?” You feigned your innocent as you peered up at him through your lashes, softly batting them as you playfully tilted your head from side to side. 

Namjoon didn’t take too well to your little act, it was as if this pure darkness shadowed over him as he bent down and roughly took your lower jaw into his hand; his fingertips pressed into your cheeks while looking deeply into your eyes. “Why must you act like such a fucking little brat?” He asked in a low, animalistic growl. 

“I- I..” You stuttered, staring up at him with your puppy dog eyes the moment you seemed to quickly lose the confidence you had previously. 

“I- I, what, huh princess?” He viciously mocked, tightening his grip on your jaw as he brushed the cool leather across your thigh. “You wanna act like a big girl right? Then fucking answer me like one.” 

“I- I don’t know..” You meekly replied, your lower lip poked out in a subtle pout as tears gathered in the corners of your eyes. God were you in for it
“I’m sorry Daddy- I’m sorry..” 

Your little apology did nothing to help you out of the grave you dug yourself. 
He simply just roughly shoved you back onto the floor, finally releasing his harsh grip on you. Grabbing a fistful of your hair, he forced you onto all fours; leading you over to the bed. 
“I-” He growled once more as he urged you to stand, “Do not-” Pushing you over the the edge of the bed, releasing his grip on your hair as he held your upper back down onto the mattress- pinning you into place. “Fucking tolerate bad behavior, little girl.” He brutishly snarled as he quickly pushed up your skirt- shoving your panties down your thighs. 

SMACK! SMACK! 

The leather belt sharply licked your bum, drawing out your loud pained yelps. “Da-” You whimpered as you tried to wriggle out of his grasp. 

Namjoon only shoved you further into the mattress, “Keep still or else this will only get worse for you, little girl.” He lowly bellowed, landing more cruel blows across your reddened flesh. 

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 

Your pain filled cries seemed to echo throughout the entire room, the tears that gathered in the corners of your eyes earlier; streaming down your cheeks, taking your mascara with it. Nothing but airy, shaky whines escaped your lips as you rode out the stinging pain of each impact. 

Looking over at you, he caught sight of your smeared makeup and flushed cheeks as you stayed as still as possible. 
A pleased smirk sprawled across his face as he landed another harsh blow on your bum. 

SMACK! 

He watched as the tears flowed down your cheeks, licking his lips he could feel his hardening member pressing against the material of his jeans. “God you look so fucking-” He growled, cruelly spanking your abused flesh once more forcing out your tears. 

SMACK! 

“-pretty when you cry for me..” He seductively snarled, dropping the belt onto the floor then roughly massaging your slowly bruising bum; earning your soft, muffled whimpers as you buried your face into the blankets. 

Soon after, he was behind you; knelt down as he gently examined the forming welts that scattered your bum. Running his fingertips across the reddened, sensitive areas, “Ahh~” You airily whined while attempting to escape his touch. 

“Is it ouchies, princess?” He softly asked, biting his lower lip as his eyes zeroed in on your dripping cunt. 

“Uh huh..” You shakily replied, nodding as you tightening grasped the sheets. 

“Not uh..” Shaking his head, clicking his tongue - tsk tsk-, “Use your words, little girl. Daddy can’t understand you if you don’t.”  

Sniffling, you nodded once more. “Yes, Daddy-” You whimpered, your lower lip quivered as he slightly dug his fingertips into the sore bruising marks. “Ahh.. It’s very ouchies..” 

A calm chuckle flowed out of him as he suddenly and quite ruthlessly land a stinging open hand smack on your aching flesh, drawing out a loud airy cry. “That’s why you shouldn’t act like such a fucking-” He lowly grumbled while lightly tracing his fingers up and down your drenched slit. 

Your shaky whimpers and silky moans mixed as he teased your wanting core. “Oh my god.. Daddy..” You faintly cooed, pushing yourself back meeting each little stroke he made. “Fuck me Daddy- please..” 

Namjoon bit down on his pillow-y lip as he listened to your sweet pleas, “You want Daddy so badly don’t you, babygirl?” He asked in a velvety growl while diving two of his slender fingers inside you, automatically curling them perfectly- hitting your most sensitive spot as he tenderly pumped his digits in and out of you. 

Frantically nodding, you licked your lips as your lips parted; your heavenly moans flowed out of you as you relaxed under his touch. 
“Holy shit- Yes, Daddy..” You whined as you met each pump, “I want you so, so badly..” 

“I can tell.” He teased, roughly gripping your tender flesh as he quickened his pace. “You’re so fucking wet babygirl..” He chuckled as turned his fingers inside of you, “Who makes you feel this good, huh little girl?” 

Your mouth hung open as you continuous moaned, melting under his expert touch. “You do Daddy!” You cried out, tightening the grip you had on the bed sheets. 

“Who do you fucking belong to?” He asked in this predatory snarl, quickening his speed once more. “Scream my name babygirl- I want the others to know who fucking owns you.” 

“You do Namjoon!” You loudly whined, arching your back further as he pounded into with his skillful fingers, “You own me Daddy, only you!~” 

He could feel your silky walls clench around his digits as you came closer and closer to reaching your climax, “Do you wanna cum princess?” He purred while running his blunt fingernails along your arched spine. 

“Yes, Daddy~” You mewled as pure ecstasy overflowed your wanting body. Your walls clenched around him, your climax inching closer each passing second. “I wanna cum so fucking badly..” 

Tsk Tsk- clicking his tongue once more, shaking his tongue as he slowly retracted his fingers from your yearning cunt, “Too bad..” He scoffed, licking fingers clean from your sweet essence; grinning widely as he listened to your soft cries in protest.
Groping your hyper sensitive bum and thighs, he leaned forward; his plush lips right beside your ear as he remorselessly whispered, “It wouldn’t be a punishment if I let you cum- now would it, princess?” 

To Be Continued- Maybe~

i listened to 20 nirvana songs while drawing this

Kim Jongdae// Collision Course - Part 4

Originally posted by jongdaeonly

Summary: You were the typical girl with big dreams who moved to the city as soon as she had the chance, and somehow ended up in the wrong part of town - but you manage to get swept up in an entirely different situation than you’d planned. (1 / 2/ 3/ 4 /5)
Scenario: mafia!AU/hacker!AU
Word Count: 2,288  

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An Alien/Human Thing

Imagine that aliens have done their research about our species, learning about all of our revolutionaries and our art and our burning need to just make and explore and innovate. They would know that, as a species, our history/culture likes to show that we care A LOT. About all kinds of things. About everything. That getting out and doing stuff is our MO, even if we aren’t very good at it. Given that, it would probably be super shocking for them to discover that these days young humans are a bunch of sarcastic existential nihilists. 

Like, just picture a particularly peppy one talking to a college student. 


Weyrop was tingling with curiosity. It was their first jaunt to earth, as an envoy of their entire species. A very important job. They would have to make a good impression on the human they chose, for the sake of interstellar diplomacy. Tensions were high on the ship. They could barely keep their tentacles from whipping about. From what they could tell, humans had a similar torso to their kind. But instead of tentacles, they had strange limbs with small protuberances that served to help them grip onto things. They couldn’t wait to study one up close. Weyrop was tired from the journey through the wormhole, but they were sure that the human species’ legendary excitability would give them energy. 

As they lowered their ship down into a city, they scanned the dwellings for any human being that was currently awake. It was the middle of the planet’s night cycle, but they didn’t want to be rude and catch an inhabitant unawares. Waking up in a strange place would give any species a fright. As luck would have it, there was a small window with the light still on. Weyrop ordered their assistant, Afeherk, to beam the inhabitant into their ship. 

There was the sound of a clatter, faint screaming, and then silence. A glorious beam of light on the ship’s deck, and then there he was, a human being. At least, Weyrop thought it was a he. Genders were so confusing on this planet. Weyrop decided they should ask.   

“Be you a male human or a female human? Or both? Or neither? Those are the words they use, right, Afeherk? Yes…” 

The human took one look at Weyrop and started screaming once more. Weyrop waited for it to finish, and then repeated the question. After it ceased being paralyzed with fear, the human seemed rather disgruntled. Oh dear. 

The human crossed its arms defiantly. “First of all, what the hell is going on? Second, why do you care what I am? Third, my name is Xavier. I’m a guy, believe it or not. What the hell do you believe anyway….I’m talking to a FRICKING ALIEN.”

Weyrop analyzed the human through their golden eyes. The human had short hair, black like the dark matter of space. And he was quite short compared to Weyrop and Afeherk. Humans were smaller than they expected. 

“Earthly greetings, Human Known As Xavier! I am the Halactian Known As Weyrop, it is a pleasure. We mean you no harm, we only wish to establish diplomatic relations!”

“Uh…great. Okay, yeah, but I’m not the person you should be talking to for that. Haven’t you heard of NASA? Go to them, trust me, I don’t know….anything. At all. I know nothing about everything.”

The human had calmed down, but he was still on edge. And the poor thing didn’t think it was worthy of communicating with Weyrop! How peculiar. Weyrop decided to ignore its protests and press forward with the prepared questions.

“We’ve noticed that your species hasn’t advanced very far into space, yet you know about our presence, how can that be?” 

“People make it up, you know? Like, allllll the time. And there are conspiracy theorists. And scientists..look, uhhhh…Weythrop, whatever your name is, can you please take me home? I’m really not the person you’re looking for.” 

“You mean you…make it up? And theorize, despite not being able to get outside of your own galaxy?! Your species is so determined to explore that little solar system of yours! Human beings really are easily excited, aren’t they?”

Xavier snorted. “Meh.” 

“What do you mean by ‘meh’? Is this a noise your species uses to communicate a specific meaning? I haven’t been taught the proper response,” Weyrop fretted nervously. The diplomatic mission wasn’t exactly going as planned. 

“Meh means meh. What’s the point of discovering a whole galaxy? What’s the point of anything, really? Why am I here? Why are you here? Does it matter? Does anything matter? I can’t even afford rent. I haven’t slept in three days. I’ve got a paper due yesterday, and where am I? I’m here on a spaceship, talking to an alien. This is normal. Totally normal. Happens all the time. Great. Couldn’t you have abducted me tomorrow? Tomorrow is a Saturday. I don’t have school to worry about. Oh my god…oh my god I’m talking to an alien…and nothing matters.” 

Weyrop noticed the dark bags under the human’s eyes and wondered if it was sick. What was this ‘school’ the human spoke of? Whatever it was, it sounded awful. Could ‘school’ be an earthly phrase for a torture camp? How terrifying…

“I…was not aware that greeting beings from other galaxies was a common occurrence on Earth. And what do you mean, ‘does anything matter’? The answer to that is, it matters if you perceive it to be worthy of mattering! But I do not see how that question is relevant at this juncture. As for abducting you later, we did not take that into consideration. Earthly apologies, Human Known As Xavier. ” 

Xavier started laughing, quietly at first but louder with every moment. Weyrop had no word for this strange emotion in their language. The human wasn’t laughing because of humorous stimulation…what could be happening?

“Wow, that is…totally what I expected you to say. A five-tentacled blue alien telling me the meaning of life, I just knew this would happen eventually.” 

Xavier fell to the floor on his knees, still chuckling softly. Weyrop rushed to their assistant’s side, shaking their tentacles wildly.

“Afeherk, AFEHERK!!!! As we thought, humans are capable of utilizing psychic abilities! Incredible…home planet will have much to say about our report! Do it again, Human Known As Xavier. Read my thoughts. See into the future!”

“Hmmmmm, you will meet a tall, dark stranger. Also, you’re thinking of the number twelve. Also, this is ridiculous and my life is a joke and existence is a void…hahaHAHAHA…”

………….

……………….

“AMAZING. Afeherk, did you get that last part about the void? What funny creatures humans are! Not at all like we expected, but still, very intriguing!”

“-ahahaha…kill me.” 

tom-newsie-holland  asked:

Hey I was wondering if maybe you could provide a little paragraph of something (Stephen or Daddy Newt preferably but whatever the heck you wanna write) as I've literally had the crappiest day and you're kinda the only think that ever makes me feel better. (I kinda got shoved into some lockers today.) And you TOTALLY don't have to write this I wouldn't be mad or anything if you didn't. That's totally up to you. Love you and your fics!! (And daddy Newt of course )❤❤❤❤

Dear lord…whoever did that to you is an awful human, and I am so sorry, sweetie. I hope it gets better and I’m glad I can help in some way! I hope you like this small raunchy smut lol

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Imagine: Daddy Newt….fuck it I got nothing. This is just dirty stuff lol

“Newt!”

You cried out as the wizard pinned you down, his strong grip holding you firmly to the bed as he thrust roughly into you. His growls of pleasure made you shiver in delight, the feeling of him slamming into you only creating the perfect friction that had you squirming and mewling beneath him. His lean hips fit perfectly against yours, every now and then rubbing into your swollen clit when he pushed forward. You wanted to purr out his name again, let him know how much pleasure the usually gentle Hufflepuff could elicit from your body.

But, as you opened your mouth to moan, his hand came to cup your cheeks, squeezing your face and forcing you to look up at him.

“Say it…say it, my darling.”

Though his pet name was sweet, you knew what his demanding tone meant. And you gulped deeply as he cooed out his next words.

“Say it.”

He slowed his thrusts down, teasingly pulling out of you and stopping just as the tip of his cock nestled itself between your folds.

“Daddy…”

“That’s right…”

Newt licked his lips, green eyes glaring down at you between his wavy locks. You could see the joy behind his gaze, knowing he had you where he wanted. Newt leaned down, licking across your cheek as he purred into your ear.

“Do you like being Daddy’s good girl?”

Your voice was raspy with overuse, having already screamed more than once during your love session. But, you squeezed out of his grasp, clawing at his back as you angled your hips down, trying to make his cock sink deep into you. But, Newt gripped your thighs, forcing you back down.

“Beg me..Beg Daddy to take you.”

I hope you liked it!!! ❤️

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Werewolf Harem

You both knew better than to come to the forest so late. Now the moon was full…and the creature was right behind you.

You ran as fast as you could, dodging around trees and darting down paths. You shouted at your companion to keep up, though it was harder for her to manage with her massively pregnant belly. You could hear the howl of the creature behind you, his massive paws thumping on the ground as he bounded behind you. You had to escape. Maybe if you could reach the edge of the woods…

But luck wasn’t on your side. You tripped suddenly over a root and fell flat on your face. She screamed and tried to help you up.

In that instant he was on you. One massive paw knocked her aside, the other pressing to your back and holding you flat on the ground. You kicked and screamed and pushed against his arm, trying to find purchase on the furry muscle. In the light of the moon, you could see his gleaming teeth and bright golden eyes. You’d heard about the werewolf who lived here…somehow he was more terrifying in person than the stories made him seem.

Tears burned your eyes. You were going to die here, and so was your friend. You could hear her sobbing and looked over to see her clutching her belly. She’d gone into labor earlier in the day, so the two of you had come out here in search of herbs to ease her pain and smooth the process. She suddenly cried out and curled around her belly more tightly. Dampness spread over the fabric of her dress.

“Oh no,” she gasped out. “My water broke…” She looked at you in terror.

“Run!” you shouted.

“I-I can’t!” she sobbed. “I won’t leave you!”

The werewolf growled and sniffed the air. Pinned on your back, you could see his chest beginning to rise and fall faster, his furry belly tensing as his hips jerked. He looked down at you and snarled. His head shot forward and he bit into your shoulder. You shrieked in pain, hot blood welling around his teeth quickly. He let go, then took your dress in his teeth and tore it away. Massive hands turned you onto your belly, holding your waist. You gasped and tried to wriggle away when you felt the tip of his burning hot cock rub between your lips.

“NO! Stop! Don-AH!!!” You screamed as he slammed his full length into you, spreading your pussy wider than you even thought possible. His shaft was bigger than your fist, tapered tip pushing your insides apart to let him in. He thrust hard and fast, snarling. You felt hot drops of saliva land on your back, mingling with your blood on his lips and running off your shoulder.

Just when you thought it couldn’t get worse, he threw his head back and howled. His hips jerked forward as he forced you down. The massive knot at the base of his cock forced your pussy wide, then swelled even more to lock him inside of you. His cock jerked and spasmed, and you could see the massive length beneath your flesh. Then suddenly a flood of hot seed poured into you, and you screamed in horror to see your belly suddenly swell outward. His pointed cock nudged its way past your cervix, and his see splashed into your womb, ballooning your belly outward.

A moment later, your panting felt incredibly loud. He let you go, but instead of falling to the ground, you hung there, dangling off of his cock. He started walking over to your friend, and you sobbed and screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure as his cock tugged and throbbed in you. The weight of your belly forced you to gasp for breath, trying to tell her one more time to run.

She stared at the wolf in fear, frozen in place. He sniffed at her nosed along her thigh and licked the dampness on her dress. He nosed her breasts, so heavy with milk they made the front of her gown wet. More gently than he had to you, he took her dress in his teeth and tore it off, then lapped at one peaked nipple. She sobbed a half moan as milk beaded over his rough tongue. He closed his jaws on it and bit down, making her cry out and grab his head.

“S-Stop..” she sobbed. “You-you’re hurting me..”

He growled lowly, letting go and lapping the blood almost gently from her chest. He stood a little straighter, massive arms reaching out to pick her up. Still hanging from his cock, you sob and whine as he started walking, carrying her and half dragging you through the forest. You swear he fills you with even more cum, feeling it leak out around his knot as he walks.

You lose track of time, but eventually the three of you reach a cave. He lays her down gently on a nest of shredded fabric, leaves, and furs, licking her bleeding breast once more. He grabs you around your waist and yanks, pulling his knot free. You scream, feeling a sudden flood of his seed rush out. He lays you on the floor, then pads a few feet away and flops down with his back to you both. His bulk blocks the cave’s exit.

Through your haze, you hear your friend sobbing in pain. Looking up, you see her gripping her belly, which is…moving. Violently, too. Even on the baby’s most active days, it had never moved like this. This way and that, it pushed outward, kicking and shifting and pushing every which way.

“What’s happening?!” she sobbed. “What’s wrong?”

“I-I don’t know,” you say, dragging yourself over to her. Everything hurts. Your belly is still full of werewolf seed, and your pussy is gaping wide and aching from being tied to him the whole trip here. You help her sit up and brace against the cool stone wall of the cave. She presses her hands to her belly and spreads her legs wide. The baby’s writhing suddenly stops, and she screams in agony.

“It’s coming!” she sobs. “Oh gods the baby’s coming!”

She digs her heels into the soft nest and strains, groaning as she pushes as hard as she can. You stroke her thigh, trying to sooth her as best you can. It’s hard, though, being absolutely terrified as you are. She gasps and pants between contractions, and when she pushes you see her entire belly tense as she bears down.

Looking between her legs, you gasp at what you see. Her entire pussy is bulged outward around the baby’s head. Her lips aren’t spreading, though, the opening still not ready to let the head pass through it. You try to think fast, even as your own stomach tenses and roils angrily.

“St-Stop you need to stop pushing for a minute!”

“What?! But my baby-”

“Is coming too fast.” You bite your lip for a minute. You’ve been studying to become a midwife, so you know some of what you’re up against. Reaching between her legs, you slip two fingers into her, pressing against the baby’s head. Her body is still pushing, even if she’s trying not to. Her hole is slowly stretching around the head, crowning in the most agonizingly slow way possible. She sobs in pain, tears streaking her pretty face.

“I know, I know,” you pant softly. “Push..just a little.” She does, and you feel the baby’s head pressing against your fingers. The slickness of birthing fluids causes your fingertips to slide through the baby’s hair..the baby’s very dark, very /thick/ hair. You don’t have time to think about it, though. Her pussy spreads wider finally, and while you keep the pressure against the baby’s head, she pushes hard. The baby’s head suddenly pops out…

And you recoil in terror.

“What?” she stares at you. “What is it?” She reaches down and touches the baby’s head, feeling its tiny folded ears and snubbed snout. “What…what is this..” She stares at you in absolute horror. She screams as her body demands she push, her hole bulging outward again as the baby’s shoulders try to push out. You know you should help her, help the baby out…But it slowly rotates in her birth canal and you just..can’t. Here is your friend with what looks like a baby wolf’s head sticking out of her pussy…and you can’t move.

Screaming and sobbing, she pushed hard, crying out when the baby’s shoulders slid free. She arched and writhed, screaming once more and pushing the baby all the way out with a splash of fluids. Leaning against the wall, she panted, tears falling fresh from her face. The baby was covered in black fur, his hands and feet looking like little paws with bright pink pads. He whined and squirmed, wriggling on the floor.

Both of you stared, first at the baby, then at each other.

“What’s wrong? Don’t recognize your baby?”

You both almost jump out of your skin, heads whipping around. The werewolf’s form is gone, and now a large, muscular man is making his way over to you. He has long, thick black hair and a full yet neatly kept beard. His eyes are still a haunting gold. He kneels and picks the baby up, gently wiping his face clean.

“What a handsome boy,” he said, nosing the soft black fur. He turned his eyes to your friend, who stared back at him in horror. He grabbed her arm and forced it to crook beneath her breast, his other hand settling the baby there and pushing his little muzzle to her leaking nipple. The baby whined, then latched on and suckled, making soft noises not unlike a puppy.

“I hope you both can give me such strong pups,” he said, stroking between the baby’s ears. “It’s been so lonely out here…years in this forest, alone, wanting…”

You suddenly gasp, curling around your belly. Your mouth opens in a soundless scream, your voice choked by the incredible wave of agony that takes you. You fall backward, legs kicking as though you could make it stop that way. Your already distended belly slowly swells, growing larger, heavier, and bigger with every second. You grip the sides and stare wide eyed as you pass 2 trimesters in size, then three, growing larger than your friend’s belly was just moments ago. You look at her, still holding the suckling baby to her chest, his umbilical cord still hanging out of her pussy. She stares back at you, scared, shocked, and completely at a loss.

The man moves to you, smoothing his hand over your enormous belly. As if in response, your belly shudders and moves. You see limbs and heads making bumps across your stretched skin. How many are IN there?!

“I’ll never be alone again,” he croons lowly as your belly tightens under his hand, the first stabbing pains of labor making you find your voice to scream again.

(Nona again. I’ve been on a roll lately man xx Date 3+ is on its way, don’t worry. I just had a couple other stories I wanted to get out. Some heavier fetish stuff to offset the fluff)

OMG THAT ENTIRE KITCHEN SCENE WAS ALL MY CAPTAIN SWAN SHIPPING HEART EVER WANTED. LITERALLY IT’S ALL I EVER WANTED. LIKE THE MINUTE I SAW KILLIAN COME UP BEHIND HER LIKE

I NEARLY FUCKING SCREAMED WHAT THE FUCK. THIS WAS THE DOMESTIC CAPTAIN SWAN I ALWAYS WANTED OML AND THEN HE’S LIKE “SOMETHING SMELLS WONDERFUL” AND SHE’S ALL “HOW??? IT’S FROM A BOX???” AND KILLIAN “FUCKING INNUENDO” JONES JUST GOES

“IT’S NOT THE PANCAKES I’M TALKING ABOUT” 

LOOK AT THIS FLIRTY NEWLY ENGAGED COUPLE AND THEIR FUCKING INNUENDOS AND LOOK AT HOW SHE BITES HER LIP LIKE IF SHE ISN’T THINKING ABOUT HOW FUCKING TURNED ON SHE IS RIGHT NOW EVERYTHING IS WRONG

AND OF COURSE SHE PROCEEDS TO WHIP THE FUCK AROUND AND MAKE OUT WITH HIM LIKE THIS IS QUICKLY BECOMING ONE OF MY FAVOURITE CAPTAIN SWAN KISSES OF ALL TIME WHAT EVEN I’M IN LOVE??

AND THEN THE MOST ADORABLE EXCHANGE EVER FOLLOWS BETWEEN THEM WHERE EMMA IS LIKE “I’M JUST HAPPY. IT STILL SURPRISES ME SOMETIMES” AND IS THIS NOT THE BASIS OF SO MUCH FLUFF IN THE FANDOM LIKE WHAT EVEN. AND THEN KILLIAN’S LIKE 

“AYE, LOVE. ME, TOO” 

FUCKING HELL THIS IS MAKING ME EMOTIONAL GUYS. NEITHER OF THEM THOUGHT THEY WOULD EVER GET HAPPY ENDINGS. EMMA CAME TO STORYBROOKE TO GIVE EVERYONE HAPPY ENDINGS BUT SHE NEVER THOUGHT SHE’D FIND HERS AND KILLIAN WAS FUCKING AGAINST LOVE UNTIL HE MET THIS BLONDE WHO FUCKED HIS LIFE OVER (IN OBVIOUSLY THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE) AND NOW THEY’RE EACH OTHER’S HAPPY ENDINGS AND THEY’RE GETTING MARRIED

THIS IS WHY THEY ARE MY FUCKING OTP I CAN’T EVEN 

AND THEN SHE STARTS MAKING OUT WITH HIM AGAIN WHICH IS OBVIOUSLY ALL THAT’S GOOD IN THIS WORLD I MEAN THAT’S NOT EVEN UP FOR DEBATE RIGHT NOW AND IT GOES FROM THIS

TO “TO HELL WITH THE PANCAKES. LET’S FUCK ON THE TABLE”

IN LIKE TWO SECONDS 

LOOK AT THIS. LOOK AT HER ALL READY TO HAVE SEX ON THE TABLE. LIKE IT WENT FROM ADORABLE FLUFF TO FUCKING SMUT IN LIKE TWO MINUTES WHAT EVEN. AND I WAS JUST SCREAMING IN THE BACKGROUND SO READY TO HAVE THEM GO AT IT ON THE TABLE 

BUT THEN OF COURSE, IN TRUE CAPTAIN SWAN TRADITION GOD FORBID THEY HAVE SEX AND IT’S LIKE THE FUCKING COUCH ALL OVER AGAIN EXCEPT THIS TIME APPARENTLY HER PARENTS DO HAVE INTEREST IN WALKING IN BECAUSE SNOW JUST BARGES IN LIKE

LOOK AT THEM BEING LIKE TWO TEENAGERS WHO HAVE BEEN CAUGHT DOING THE DIRTY I LOVE IT BUT AT THE SAME TIME I WAS LIKE “SNOW GTFO CAN’T YOU SEE THEY’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING” 

AND THEN KILLIAN “I JUST WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH MY FIANCEE” JONES IS LIKE “YOUR MOTHER HAS A KEY. GOOD TO KNOW”

LIKE HE’S SO TIRED OF THIS BULLSHIT. HE JUST WANTS TO ENJOY LIFE WITHOUT CRISIS AFTER CRISIS

AND THEN SNOW SEES THIS AND IS PROBABLY GOING “OH FUCK FUCK FUCK” IN HER MIND BUT SHE’S JUST LIKE “AM I INTERRUPTING SOMETHING?” AND I’D LIKE TO THINK EVERYONE IN THE FUCKING FANDOM (INCLUDING KILLIAN) JUST WENT 

“YES”

LOOK AT HIM. HE’S SO DONE WITH THIS BULLSHIT. HE’S LIKE “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS TO GET A MOMENT ALONE I JUST WANTED TO EAT A LITTLE BREAKFAST AND HAVE A LITTLE SEX WITH MY FIANCEE IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK” 

AND MEANWHILE EMMA IS LIKE “NO” ALL CASUALLY “WE WERE JUST MAKING SOME PANCAKES” 

PANCAKES IS BASICALLY THE NEW TACOS

AND THEN SNOW IS LIKE “UM MAYBE I SHOULD COME BACK LATER AFTER YOU’VE HAD… PANCAKES” AND I WAS HERE LIKE “YES YOU 100% SHOULD” BUT KILLIAN JUST SAYS “DON’T WORRY I’VE LOST MY APPETITE” AND JUST SAYS

“I HAVE TO GO AND HAVE A QUICK AND BRACING SHOWER” 

AND LEAVES 

I WAS FUCKING DYING WITH LAUGHTER DURING THIS ENTIRE EXCHANGE OKAY LIKE THIS IS MY FAVOURITE THING EVER. I WOULD ALSO LIKE TO BELIEVE THAT ONCE SNOW LEFT, EMMA JOINED HIM IN THE SHOWER BUT THAT MAY JUST BE ME

THIS SCENE WAS SIMPLY THE FUCKING BEST OKAY I LOVED IT SO MUCH. AND EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS LITERALLY WHY I LOVE THESE TWO IDIOTS TOGETHER HOLY HELL I CAN’T