TW: Pregnancy // MDNI

He's just so nervous the entire time that you're pregnant, especially if its your first baby together :(( he's wanted a family for sooo long and now he's having one with the love of his life? safe to say Andrew will be a bit overbearing about your general wellbeing from the start.

Pope doesn't want u fussing around the house or exerting yourself too much (which in Pope's POV is basically doing anything except sitting down and resting your swollen feet). he's stressed out of his mind when you try to help with even the most menial chores that you could still totally do yourself, and wants to be there with you anywhere you go outside the house "in case something happens."

He's fussy about sex. not that he doesn't think his lovely partner isn't at their sexiest, all big and round with his baby because you're glowing under his attentive care, but Pope's a big guy to say the least and his mind is screaming that he's going to crush you by mistake in the heat of the moment.

Missionary is out of the question, also because you're not supposed to be on your back. Doggy is absolutely out of the question because he's worried your arms will get tired and you'll fall on your belly. You two tried spooning but he couldn't get as deep as you liked and when you tried cowgirl Andrew got sucked out of the mood when you started panting and heaving from all the bouncing you were doing

So sitting on his face it was if you wanted to get off. and God did you want to get off, your pregnancy hormones coupled with Andrew strutting around all bulging muscles, building the nursery's furniture and baby-proofing the house making you wetter than ever.

"You're so wet," Andy huffs in between peppering kisses on your wet lips. His big, rough hands hold you safely above his face, fingers digging ever so slightly into the soft flesh of your thighs so Pope makes sure that you're not going anywhere. "This all for me?" He presses a hard kiss to the your inner thigh, nuzzling the soft flesh bracketing his freshly shaven cheeks before returning back to your needy cunt.

And trust that Pope loooves eating you out, it's his favorite thing to do ever. He's not saying much but every grunt and groan escaping his chest is music to your ears.

"So sweet..." he mumbles dazedly in between sucking on your clit and lapping at your cunt, more talking to himself than you. "Taste so good, momma..." Pope whines, rubbing his face across your lips.

He tugs you even closer, moaning when your ass and pussy press flush to his face, his free hand kneading your thigh like dough while the obscene slurping sounds coming out his mouth and the squelching of his fingers in your cunt burn your ears and cheeks.

It's so much that you have to hold onto his waist for dear life, Pope not even giving you the chance to grind onto his face with how he's pulling you back for more and more and more. The bulge in his boxers calls to your greedy mouth, the outline of his hard cock visible with a wet patch at the tip, but Pope's mouth is distracting you way too much for you to even concentrate on sucking him off.

Not that Andrew asked for a bj. he's too hyperfocused on your perfect, puffy pussy to do anything about his own needs, mouth and fingers incessant in fucking you until you're all stupid and sexdrunk, and even then he's not letting up.

"Please bunny, jus' a lil' more," whining against your swollen slit, index and middle finger still working at your silky walls, desperate to coax another orgasm out of you. When you look back Pope's face is soaked, your slick glistening on his swollen lips and chin and up to his nose. "Just give me one more, yeah? one more, promise."

Oh, that's right! I completely forgot to send that!

The twin had, like, one request when the Gremlins popped back in. Something about some dude left trapped under a building for like the last almost 10 years…

I’m not saying it’s happening.

But I’m not NOT saying it either.

The last whimpering wednesday in the year (but only in us time bc it's already 5 am on january 1st in russia lol)!😭

So some years back you (or I believe it was you) did a fanfic of a spirit AU where Homra and Yata were winged creatures and Yata lands on an island where he runs into a human (but not actually) Fushimi. Could you send the link if it’s still up. I never finished it and it would be nice to complete <3.

Now onto the Ask!

Imagine Post Reconciliation where Misaru don’t tell people they’re dating, Dōmyōji is going around the dorms to find people to go do an activity with him (doesn’t matter). He gets to Fushimi’s where he knows Yata is currently hanging out but as he knocks on the door it swings open revealing Yata pretty much pushing Fushimi against the wall in a heavy make out. Or it was before he had two pairs of eyes suddenly locked on him.

Dōmyōji slowly closes the door, grabs a random potted tree in front of the door, and just freaking bolts. What proceeds next is Dōmyōji running for his life throughout Sceptor 4 with Fushimi and Yata hot on his trail.

I’m imaging Dōmyōji first escape is when he sees some of the guys entering an elevator and he’s crying out for them to start closing the door and he just barely manages to get in before the door closes with a knife inches from his head (the others are now yelling at him wondering what he did) but a few moments later the elevator stops and he as to crawl out because that is definitely Yata’s voice on the other side. He manages to get into the halls again only to have more knives thrown at him and a Skateboarding thug swinging a bat on him. (Please keep in mind everyone is just gaping at this chase).

Dōmyōji decides the best course of option is to take the stairs and it looks like he’ll escape after crawling underneath one and a flash of blue/red pass him. Except that relief is short lived when Fushimi slowly comes back up and meets his eyes. He makes it maybe one step up before Yata is lifting him against the wall, Fushimis sword pointed at him, and (like he was doing throughout the Entire chase) Dōmyōji just begs for his life.

How this interaction ends I’ll leave up to you ;). (Also I know this is a long ask so feel free to cut some of it if you plan to repeat the whole thing) THANK YOU

If you haven’t found it already (because backlog) I believe the fic you’re looking for is here :)

For the ask, I am absolutely imagining this as a total Looney Tunes-style chase, with Doumyouji running and screaming like he’s in a horror movie as Yata and Fushimi continue to catch up to him in increasingly bizarre ways. Imagine Doumyouji wandering around the dorm, maybe he’s actually looking for Fushimi because he needs to turn in this report that Fushimi made him stay back in the office and fix/get rid of all the drawings. Fushimi told Doumyouji to leave the report on his desk but Doumyouji wants to hand it to him so he can be sure that Fushimi won't try to make him fix it again and that he’s free to go goof off. The dorms are pretty empty because everyone’s at work but Fushimi wasn’t in the office so Doumyouji figures this is the only place he could be. Doumyouji’s just wandering around murmuring ‘Fushimi-san, where are you’ and that’s when he notices that Fushimi’s door is cracked open just a bit. There’s a little light peeking out from the crack and Doumyouji figures that must mean Fushimi’s inside, so he happily slams the door open all ‘Fushimi-san, the report is done!’.

There is dead silence and Doumyouji very suddenly realizes that Fushimi is not the only one in this room — Homra’s Yatagarasu is here too, with Fushimi pushed against the wall and Fushimi’s shirt is unbuttoned and so are Yata’s pants and their tongues are in each other’s mouths. Doumyouji is immediately like ‘sosorrywrongroom’ and slams the door shut, quickly ducking behind the nearest plant as he’s like no no it’s fine they didn’t see me right. A moment later a knife flies by and embeds itself in the wall centimeters from his face and Doumyouji yells his apologies as he proceeds to flee for his life.

Imagine Doumyouji dashing down the hallway, not even looking back because he can hear skateboard wheels and there are knives flying by his head. He thinks if he can get to the office he’ll be safe, Fushimi-san definitely wouldn’t attack with other people around right — and as soon as he bursts into the office another knife flies by his head. Enomoto is working at a computer and just calmly asks what Doumyouji did, Doumyouji sobs that he didn’t do anything as he tries to hide under the copier. Suddenly the copier is lifted fully in the air and Yata is just staring down at him, Doumyouji makes another sprint to the door as Enomoto nervously asks Yata to please put that down carefully, we need the copier. Doumyouji tries to head for an elevator as the doors are closing, Benzai and Akiyama are heading downstairs. Doumyouji yells at them to hold it for him as two knives fly by, Akiyama and Benzai exchange glances and then just calmly close the doors in Doumyouji’s face. Doumyouji is all come on guys as the other elevator starts to open, he’s about to ask for help again when he hears Yata’s voice from inside asking if Fushimi has cornered ‘that guy’ yet.

Doumyouji reverses course and goes for the stairs, wondering if he could jump onto the chandelier to get away. He passes Fuse and Hidaka and begs them to hide him, they take one look down the hall to see Fushimi and Yata still in hot pursuit and are like oh look at the time we better get to work see ya. Doumyouji can’t believe that everyone’s just leaving him out to dry this way, like you guys are all the worst. He makes a jump over the railing of the giant staircase, hoping his Blue power will shield him as he falls — only to be caught mid-air by flying knives and pinned to the wall. Pretty much everybody is staring now as Yata and Fushimi approach him, Doumyouji is begging for his life like I’m sorry Fushimi-san I didn’t mean to catch you making out with your boyfriend.