And Las One For MEDICINE Everyday Therapy!

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So it’s some kind of weird cult where they wear vegetable costumes and dance around a big thing. They seem nice enough.

Over the Garden Wall (2014) 🍁🎃🍂

a smutty mindless boothill rumbling; fem!reader (even though it's only stated in one phrase); pretty self-indulgent; some weird comparisons to canines

N.B. English is not my native language

MDNI

Do you think Boothill pants like a dog while he's balls deep into you? Red tongue lolling out, strings of saliva drip-drip-dripping down on your skin? Do you think his voice module cracks and wheezes with static, his breath a white noise against your own shaky moans?

With each thrust, each slap of his balls – soft, smooth silicone, warm almost like a human skin, a delectable stickness connecting your bodies, – he pants: ah, ah, ah. He sings of desperation and need, but the undertone is thick with untamed, unknown and unexpected lust.

Boothill takes you with the selfishness of a starving coyote that finally sniffed out a piece of meat. He's greedy, cocky and perhaps a little too self-assured, throwing 'sweets' and 'm'ladies' and 'darlin's' left and right. But when you take off this hat of his, when the cold metal meets the silk of your skin, that's what he turns into – a dog.

He's rutting into you, movements uncoordinated and jerky, his body, a machine that's supposed to be deadly in its precision, failing him time after time, thrust after thrust, and he doesn't even need to breathe, not really, but he wheezes and whines, and groans, and almost coughs with the phantom feeling of pleasure creeping up his broken throat.

And if you look up at him, he'll smile down on you, all teeth, a crooked cut across his face, a feral display of desire to bite and rip apart. But that's what he's about – all bark.

Boothill laughs, the sound of it almost hurting your ears, and he's handsome and wild and perhaps a little fucked in the head, but you've never been more enamoured with a man before. And when he starts moving again, his brows drawn together, eyes hazy yet all-seeing, gaze heavy with lust yet all-knowing, his hot mouth close to your face, saliva hitting your cheeks, nose, forehead – that's when you know that between the two of you you are even crazier.

Because you'll definitely stay here, in his bed, come morning. You'll take the coffee he'll make for you and wear the hat he'll generously clap on your head. You'll let this scoundrel of a man whisk you away – and to hell with it all if you won't let him fuck you like this again and again.

'Atta girl'.

guilt🥀

BOOTHILL — COWBOY BUSINESS

This is a big deal, cowboy. Of course, it'll be dangerous. ... Dangerous? Well, fudge. Dangerous for who!? Bring it on, baby!

Stuck!

fireman! wriothesley and fireman! diluc x fem reader

your poor rabbit gets stuck and the men who rescued her get quite the thank you in exchange, inspired by this fanart that made me spiral

warnings: fem reader, threesome!, readers hair is described (pushed back behind ear, etc), double penetration, full nelson, spit, praise, heavy implication of subspace, squirting, double creampie, soft aftercare, self indulgent surprise at the end hehe :3c, not beta’d or edited

you don’t quite understand how you ended up in such a position, but you can’t say you’re complaining, especially not when you feel so full and drool is falling from your babbling lips.

only a mere couple of hours ago, your sweet bunny rabbit had gotten a little too excited while playing in your small backyard. a wire fence lined the area and you regularly took your pet out to get some fresh air and stretch her little legs. she tan and hopped as bunnies do, only when you weren’t looking for only a moment, she caught herself in the fence.

you bawled, trying to get her out to no avail and shakily calling the fire department for help. you received a small silence on their end when you told them your dilemma, but nevertheless the operator had promised to send out a few people to help free your pet. they rescue cats from trees, surely they can rescue a rabbit from a wire fence.

you weren’t even paying attention when the truck arrived at your house, only trying to calm your pet with gentle strokes to her face as she trembled. when suddenly, you heard a deep voice call out,

“miss? are you the one who called?” you blink up at the voice, your mouth going dry at the sight of not one, but two tall and incredibly handsome men staring down at you with calm expressions. they didn’t look bored or angry, the taller one with infuriatingly perfect messy black hair wore a friendly smile while the other - a redhead with his hair in a ponytail, stepped forward and knelt by your rabbit with genuine concern.

you nod, shuffling backwards in the grass, dirt staining your knees as they assess the situation, your rabbit flinches and when you sniffle, the one with darker hair pats you on the shoulder. you meet his icy blue gaze and your breath hitches when his smile widens.

“don’t worry, we’ll make sure she gets out without a scratch”

and that she did, now your little rabbit slumbering in her cage with no problems, the two men incredibly gentle and prescise with how they cut the wire fence and freed your pet.

as thanks, you invited them in for lemonade and cookies. and you were just so incredibly cute and sweet to the firefighters - who introduced themselves as Wriothesley and Diluc, watched you with rapt attention as you shuffled around your tiny kitchen in your little sundress. your smile is bright, kind, as you thanked them for coming out for something as small as saving your pet.

Wriothesley laughs softly as he bites into his cookie, the plate almost comically small in his large hand that was littered with scars,

“it’s no problem, it’s our job to help out wherever we can. this,” he holds up the cookie in his fingers, icy gaze flashing up and down your figure, “is a definite perk though.”

Diluc sets his glass of lemonade down, legs spread on your couch as he sits back with his arms crossed over his chest. his deep red eyes feel like a fire under your skin, though his gaze feels more on the sharper side, like a bird of prey, when compared to Wriothesley’s wolfish one.

“however we wouldn’t want to take advantage of your kindness, miss.”

your heart hammers, and something deep within your belly flutters hard.

“it’s not trouble at all, i just wish i could thank you more, somehow. my rabbit really is my little best friend” you laugh softly, tucking your hair behind your ear.

a kiss from one man turns into two more from the other, your dainty hands sliding into the ruby locks while a broad hand slides across your tits, groping you over the fabric. you gasp into Diluc’s mouth as Wriothesley chuckles against your shoulder, yanking down the collar of your dress to flick your bare nipple. you arch, breaking the kiss with a gasp when Diluc nips your jaw.

“you’re so pretty sweetheart, and so sweet. that lemonade was perfect, right Diluc?” Wriothesley croons, hands now cupping under your tits to push together and squeeze. he wobbles them with a hum and leans over to lap at them with a broad tongue.

“very sweet, i agree.” Diluc murmurs against your neck, hot breath fanning across your skin that pebbles with goosebumps. his touch is searing, while Wriothesley’s hands hold a certain coolness to them, bringing your nipples to their peak and making them sensitive to each lick of his tongue.

“please, i…i n-need…” you squeak when Wriothesley pinches your nipple. Diluc leans back from you, removing his suspenders from his shoulders to slip his tight black shirt over his head. the muscle and scars of his torso that he reveals makes your clit pulse, and before you can simper he’s cupping your face and diving in for another kiss.

your mind has become so foggy at every salacious grope of your body between the two gentlemen, that you can only pant and watch as Wriothesley moves your cotton panties to the side while Diluc keeps your legs open. he cups his hands under your knees and squeezes as you wiggle in his lap, feeling his incredibly hard erection pressed against your back. Wriothesley swipes a thumb across your clit and you gasp, feeling Diluc’s sloppy kisses against the shell of your ear and side of your neck. Wriothesley’s fingers are thick and rough, and he touches you fervently, circling your pussy and dragging its tacky, creamy wetness down to your tighter hole. he leans forward and spits there, a long line of drool falling onto your hole and he spreads it around with a lascivious smile on his perfect lips,

“you wanna take both of us, angel?”

Wriothesley’s strength is mind boggling, but currently you can’t find yourself able to comment on it, only your head falls back against his broad shoulder while his biceps bulge as he holds you folded up in his arms. a full nelson, it’s called. your legs pitifully dangle over his elbows as your sweet sundress stays bunched in your middle, tits wobbling and tears bursting behind your pretty eyes. his cock was difficult to take, wickedly thick, the tip in your slicked asshole alone had your toes curling so hard they cramped. 

you squeal when he jostles you in his hold, keeping you folded up tight against his impossibly broad chest while your mouth waters at the sight of Diluc approaching you with his own thick cock in hand. he pumps it in his grasp, prominent knuckles wrapped around the fat shaft to press against your sodden pussy. you jerk with a cry, and Diluc shushes you softly, a thumb running along your drooling bottom lip to soothe you.

“ready?” Wriothesley grunts, his hands flex where he keeps your pinned to him.

“uh-huh!” you cry, nodding dumbly, eyes squeezing shut as Diluc pushes in. you yelp, thighs shaking as he enters you with a shuddering gasp, his hips move back out and your mind melts at the sight of your slick clinging to his shaft, gossamer strings of arousal stuck to his pubic hair. he moves in you again, just as Wriothesley begins to bounce you on his own cock.

you’re so full, their hips moving in tandem while you can only take it, the pleasure sticking to you like syrup smothered on pancakes. you’re floating as Wriothesley plunges himself deeper into your asshole, and Diluc holds onto your calves as leverage to fuck himself into your oozing pussy. your walls contract around them both, the trio of you moaning almost in unison. they want to hear you though, Wriothesley biting down onto your shoulder while you keen, he watches Diluc’s lip catch between his teeth at the sight of your pussy spread for him, clit throbbing and swollen for him to draw hearts on with his thumb.

“im! i cant!” you cry, delirium on your tongue at the coil in your belly that winds tight. you’re going to cum, and it’s going to be hard, you shake violently against Wriothesley, his cock carving up into your ass and bringing bliss that sends electricity into your bones.

“it’s alright, darling, you can let go.” Diluc calls, your ears are stuffy, you can barely hear him.

“make a mess for us sweetheart, we’ve got you.” Wriothesley promises you from behind, nosing at your neck. you’re so slippery with sweat and slick, you’re sure Wriothesley is hanging onto you by sheer willpower, hips snapping and fat balls swinging as Diluc does the very same in front of your unfocused eyes.

you curse, cumming so hard you think you’re passing out, it’s accompanied with the filthy sight of you squirting, liquid sprays and you wail, Wriothesley laughs softly, balls tightening and his peak reaching its height.

“fuck, gorgeous, so good.” he grunts, pressing his face into your shoulder as his rhythm falters.

“good girl….” Diluc rasps, sweaty strands of ruby hair falling across his face and stuck his shoulders, he licks his bottom lip and pushes into you at the hilt over and over while you wet his lower abdomen.

“inside!” you gasp, craning your neck weakly,

“want it all inside!”

the two men look at each other, knowing exactly what you mean. Diluc curses hoarsely and Wriothesley’s hands squeeze your already boneless body.

“as you wish, sweetheart.”

you cum again, when they both push in at the same time. Diluc groans, his voice ruddy with smoldering greed just as Wriothesley’s cock reaches inside you until he growls shakily against the sticky wet of your dewy skin. the sensation of hot, thick warmth that floods you along with their thick cocks stuffing you to the hilt only has you surrendering to white hot pleasure, you weep at your second orgasm, so overwhelmed that you swear your soul leaves your body and you can only watch as the two men fuck you full and their seed drips onto an already soaked floor beneath you.

you end up in your bed, while warm and wet towels are reverently wiped across your body, all you hear is praise, and the feel of endless delicate touches to your worn out figure. you think you fall asleep at some point - only feeling a pair of lips kiss your forehead and another pair kissing your cheek, you sleep dreamlessly, deeply and comfortably, and someone pulls your sheets up to your chin.

when you wake, Diluc and Wriothesley are still there, they both offer you a smile each in their own respective ways. Diluc leans forward and brushes your hair from your forehead while Wriothesley chuckles and hands you a glass of water. you sit up a little shakily still, and the black and grey haired man sits behind you as a pillar of comfort.

“you didn’t leave?” you ask softly, your heart thrumming like a little rabbit.

“oh no way sweetheart, we would never.” Wriothesley promises, kissing your temple as you lay against him. Diluc leans forward to kiss your lips and smiles softly when you grin. his hand falls onto your knee under the blanket to give you a reassuring squeeze.

“we do have to go to work soon though.” Diluc says, his eyes holding an apologetic glimmer to them. the two men have tasted heaven, and the last thing they want is to leave it.

you agree with a cute pout, deciding to invite them to dinner and they kiss both sides of your face as a promise to see you later. and when the two men show up that evening with flowers and a bottle of wine in hand - along with a third person, soft aquamarine eyes and silver hair, his expression cool but curious -

you know that it’ll be a feast for all. 

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dividers by Remi @/cafekitsune!