INTRODUCTION. You were desperate for a job— desperate enough to call the uncle you haven’t spoken to in years. Somehow, he lands you a position on his farm. Easy work, right?
Wrong.
The moment you arrive, you realize the entire workforce consists of hybrids… all of whom stare at you like you’re their newest curiosity. And as the only human on the farm, you’re starting to wonder what exactly your uncle hired you for.
Just as you’re settling in, he calls out one last instruction:
“Be gentle when servicing my hybrids!”
You freeze as you watch him disappears. And now every hybrid on the farm looks way too excited.
Congratulations. You have no idea what this job is— but the hybrids definitely do.
( ! ) Multiple Male Characters x Reader , porn with little/no plot , short series (?) , crossover , NSFW , smut , potentially ooc characters , HYBRID/FARM AU , heat cycles
( ❤︎ ) Inspired by Mr. A's Farm
( ✎ ) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes I might make in the future fics. And also, please do not be afraid to comment if I misplace or misuse a tag/warning!
( # ) To see more about this series, look at #■■.Farm au !
INTRODUCING our beloved farm hybrids! They’re strong, hardworking, loyal, and—according to your uncle—very eager to meet you. So please, take good care of them, dear. They’ve worked so hard, and they deserve only the best (you). ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)
COW HYBRIDS
I. PHAINON — Sub! Phainon , milking/lactating , breeding , Male! Reader ...etc.
II. DILUC — Sub! Diluc , overstimulation , milking/lactating , breeding , Fem! Reader ...etc.
III. MYDEIMOS — Sub! Mydei , overstimulation , rough , manhandling , heat cycles , bondage , use of milking machine , breeding , Male! Reader ...etc.
IV. NANAMI KENTO — Sub! Nanami , heat cycle , milking/lactating , use of milking machine , gn! Reader ...etc.
BULL HYBRIDS
I. TOJI FUSHIGURO — Dom Toji , breeding , knotting , rough sex , Male! Reader ...etc.
II. SUKUNA RYOMEN— Dom Sukuna , rough sex, sadistic sukuna , Fem! Reader , breeding ...etc.
III. BLADE — Switch Blade , bondage, rough sex , Gn! Reader ...etc.
I. WELT YANG — Service Sub! Welt , blowjob , age difference , cum eating , fingering , Male Reader ...etc.
II. CHOSO — Sub! Choso , roleplay , fingering , rough sex , gn! Reader ...etc.
III. HIROMI HIRUGUMA — Sub! Hiromi , sleepy sex , praising , riding , overstimulation , Fem! Reader ...etc.
CHICKEN HYBRIDS
I. DAN HENG — Sub! Dan heng , breeding , egg fertilization , overstimulation , begging , praising , Male! Reader ...etc.
II. ZHONGLI — Sub! Zhongli , overstimulation , fingering , begging , praising , pegging , Fem! Reader ...etc.
III. SUNDAY — Sub! Sunday , lingerie , dacryphilia , overstimulation , rough sex , Gn! Reader ...etc.
SPECIALS !
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( ✎ ) PLEASE NOTE that some of these tags might change and I might add more characters/hybrids if I feel like it! AND EXPECT slow updates and frequent editing in the fics! I’ll be posting each fic in no specific order.
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Especially in moments like those, when you got him seated on your lap like some plaything, making out with him. His arms wrapped around your neck as little sobs and whimpers escaped his throat. Your hands wandered all over his body, groping at him however you wanted. The way you held him, touched him, made him let out shameful noises with them… despicable.
It took a while until you broke the kiss, stealing his breath without permission, leaving him a panting mess. Such an addicting and dizzy feeling, he had to close his eyes and take a few deep breaths before opening them again. By that time, your hands were already wrapped loosely around his throat.
When and how did that even happen? And why— why were you slowly digging your thumbs into his trachea?
His eyes searched for yours, filled with tears and shaking. Those hands that were holding onto you moved to claw at your wrist, cheeks flushed like always. “You mentioned you are into choking once.” That was all you said in your defence, and he just felt a shudder run down his spine, straight to the heat in his crotch.
He was shaking with excitement, after all.
This was becoming unbearable, you moved so carefully after all. At first he could still breath, it was just more difficult to do so, but by the time you were truly squeezing, he was gagging and whining as his tongue lolled out. His voice was a meek and needy whisper as he said, “n-no, waaait~!! ♡♥︎ s-stop, hnNghh~ or m’gonna c-cum all over your shirt~!!”
Every instinct of his was screaming to push you away or yank your hands off, yet he refused to put up a resistance. He trusted you, he knew you wouldn’t hurt him. Besides it felt so good, his heart was pumping so fast and his brain was malfunctioning, shutting down on him. The sensation of it all was overwhelming, he couldn’t help it, it was pure ecstasy.
And that’s how he ended up cumming all over your lap in hot, white stripes. Mind and body melting from nothing but kisses and a little choking. When you released your grip, he slumped against you, panting, gasping for air as he twitched all pathetically. “Ah- hmm..! Ha-nghh, I-I told you… I’ll make a mess…♡♥︎♡” That might have been his most intense climax yet, now he’s wondering how good it will feel doing that while making love—?
In the end, you got yourself a trembling ruin who still haven’t recovered from the pure bliss you put him through, and scratch marks on your wrists and palms which he licked at like some cat.
Everyone’s obsessed with big cocks.
"Guys getting ruined over massive dicks" this, "size kink supremacy” that. Like size is some kind of fucking contest. Like only a giant cock can break a sub.
Fuck that noise.
He’s never had anything in there before — no cock, no fingers, no toys — nothing but his own fingers fumbling, fingers too shy to go deeper. So when you slide that tiny little toy inside, barely three inches of semi-hard silicon, you watch his body fall apart.
His eyes go wide, breath catches, and then it’s all trembling limbs and whispered cries he can’t control.
He swears he can take it. Laughs it off like a joke — but it’s not.
You push it in just a little more.
His whole body jerks. His hips snap back like he’s trying to escape something, but he can’t. Not yet.
That little toy is a devil in disguise — meant to prep him, to train him for what’s really coming. But right now? He’s ruined. Sobbing soft little whimpers because he’s so fucking full of something he barely even registers as real.
He clenches around it like it’s ripping him in half, legs shaking so badly you’re sure he’s about to collapse.
“P-please, s-stop… I-I can’t—” he chokes out, voice trembling, barely a whisper. “I’m — i-it’s too — too much…”
And it’s not even three fucking inches inside him.
He’s already torn, stretched raw, dripping around you like he’s been wrecked by your actual size. The thought of a bigger dick? No fucking way. He’d be shredded, a bloody mess, broken beyond repair.
But here he is.
His little hole clenches tight, desperate to squeeze it out, but it’s no use. He’s ruined.
“J-just… slow… please…?” he begs, voice cracking. “I-I never… n-never had this b-before. It hurts — b-but I want it! I want you… I’m yours, p-please…”
Bullshit. You know he isn’t ready. That’s why you’re here.
You drag it out a fraction, then push it back in, slow and deliberate, watching his body betray him with every inch. The tight squeeze, the desperate gasp, the low sobs that start slipping out when you don’t give him a break.
He’s fragile. So fragile.
The toy isn’t even close to the size he’ll have to take later. But his inexperienced ass is already wrecked. Already trembling around something so tiny, so insignificant.
You grip his jaw, force his eyes to meet yours. “You wanna see how fucked you’ll be when the real thing slides in?”
His cheeks flush crimson. He can’t even nod, breath hitching so hard he’s nearly choking.
He’s ruined.
From a cheap sex toy less than three inches long.
You can’t wait to slide your actual dick in — it’ll tear him apart. Rip him open and break him in ways he can’t even imagine yet.
But for now, you have him like this. Clawed open and leaking sobs on your bed, begging you for mercy he doesn’t deserve.
winged bf who pick you up into their arms, gently cradling you as if you were made of glass and the finest jewelry as they tell you to “hang on” before unfurling their wings and taking off into the sky
winged bf who show you the beauty of flying, holding you securely in his arms as you take in the way how the world below you looks so small and beautiful. who only has a gentle smile on their faces as you point out the big apartments and parks where you go to for a picnic date. who only has eyes on you as you admire the twinkling lights of the world under you
winged bf who wrap their wing around you whenever you shiver, even if it was one of those annoying sudden ghost bump things you get out of the blue. he’s still worried, let him worry for you in peace😠
winged bf who plucks a feather out of their wing, gently tucking the soft feather into your hair, or on your jacket — wherever you want. he wants you to carry a piece of him to remind you by even though you regularly steal his clothes
winged bf who allows you to be only person to touch his wings, to care for them, to brush them, to just… well, touch them to your heart’s content really. he doesn’t care if you put the tip of his long feather ends over your lips, mimicking a mustache, he doesn’t care if you want to use it as a blanket, he doesn’t care if you wanna use the ends like a cat toy in front of his face. he’ll indulge in your silly shenanigans
winged bf who sheds at least once a year, filling your shared home with the old feathers. who is either smug about it or is apologetic as he helps you broom the excessive fallen feathers. at this point you could probably make a plushie or some sort of art project from the amount of feathers that he shed. to which he objects, saying these are all old and weakened feathers, offering his wing for you to pluck feathers from if you really wanna make an art project
winged bf who hides the two of you under his wing when cuddling in bed, the added layer of his own extra limb making the scene feel more intimate than it is. as if the entire world is blocked out, just a meager existence passing by as you two enjoy this moment of comfort as his wing becomes a curtain to give you two privacy
winged bf who sometimes gets too sexually frustrated and pent up with your curious hands constantly touching the place where his wing is connected to his back, the skin and muscles there are sensitive, making him jump in his seat whenever you do it to tease him
winged bf who knows that it isn’t your fault. you probably don’t know, you don’t have a wing after all, so you don’t know what it means when someone touches your wing. who only calms your worries with a forehead kiss, usually handling his problems himself
winged bf who lets out a whine into his hand, muffling the embarrassing noise as your hand wraps tighter around his cock. he was way too sensitive than usual and it was all because of your wandering hand on his wings. he probably should have explained it all to you but right now, he found his words escaping him, mind melting into a muddled mess as he finds his hands clawing at your own in desperation
winged bf who mumbles out a weak protest of being “s-sensitive! aaah… f-feels too sen—♡︎ sensitive! y-your haaandd♡︎” as his legs start to shake, staring through teary eyes as you coax out yet another climax out of him. his tip an angry cherry red from the continued torture of your hand, his slit weeping precum over and over again despite having just came, getting hard in your hand embarrassingly fast
winged bf who gets tortured by your loving hands for who knows how many times. his eyes are getting blurry and breathing started to hurt. even more, his dick was stinging, twitching every time your tight fist comes up to the tip, letting go briefly as if to taunt him, touching the dripping slit with the tip of your finger and making him whine loudly before fucking his cock into your hand again and again. this was just pure torture, he wanted to escape and run away but you were whispering such nice words to his ears. calling him your good boy, your angel, how you loved being with your beloved like this… could he really ever refuse you?
winged bf who gets more and more twitchy in your gentle hold as your hand picks up speed, the filthy wet noise of his earlier cum being used as a lube filling the room alongside his loud moans. who begs for you to not to touch his wing as it flutters around, dropping a feather or two onto the floor due to moving around so much. who only lets out a pathetic whimper of a “cuz’ ahh haamgh—! [n-name], please! please don’t—♡︎ d-don’t touch them...? they’re sensitive too aanh haagh mfgh♥︎!!” when you ask him why
winged bf who felt like his skin was on fire. everything felt too much but felt too little at the same time, his cock painfully hard again in your hold the moment you ran the tip of your finger over the bane of it. his muscles were getting tense, a strange sense of feeling coiling around in his stomach as you kiss the place where his wing and back connects, shifting around frantically with a chirp or a preen falling from his swollen lips
winged bf who weakly paws at your hand around his dick, wanting to push it away but chasing right after it with his hips as the strange feeling in his stomach just continues to grow worse. it didn’t felt like his usual orgasm, the way he would just fall apart in your hands. it felt more intense and that scared him. who cries out through loud whines and bitten back sobs that “f-feels weird!! aanhh haah [n-name]—! it mnggh♡︎ feels weird! my c-cock feels unnck haah ahh amhh weird♥︎♥︎!!”
winged bf who throws his head back into your shoulder, hands covering his beet red face as a scream tears through his lips, muscles tightening, body going taut in your arms when you gently bit into the base of his wing, your other hand keeping his wing in place so it wouldn’t flutter and knock you away as he fucking squirts into his stomach, painting his muscles and your hand white. who lets out soft chirps and noises, legs twitching and hands struggle to decide whether to hold onto you or to muffle his embarrassing noises
winged bf who only lets out weak noises and chirps when you try to communicate with him, asking him if he was doing alright and if your angel was with you right now after that overstimulating experience. who immediately hides within his wings the moment a sliver of sobriety hits him, too humiliated to even look you in the face because what was that? and why did he felt… so good?
winged bf who gives you a weak glare that you know isn’t exactly serious, pouting at you and complaining about how you messed up his mind and stuff. who lean into your touch as you push his hair away from him, getting to see the still reddened face and the few tear stains on his cheeks. who grumbles about how you have too much power over him when you chuckle, leaning in to plant a kiss to his pouting lips. who chase after you with a demand for a proper kiss this time
⇨ sephiroth, genesis, angeal, hawks, xiao, venti, angel devil, vash, knives, sunday, simeon, raphael + anyone you can think of!
Sunday boy pussy. Female reader with male anatomy. Sunday pretends he hates lewd stuff while he gets fucked stupid by the reader…
That’s it. That’s my request
" say cheese! " sunday x fem! reader . . . 𝝑𝝔 poised stuck up brat boyfriend sunday says he's totally grossed out by inappropriate, only gets worse when his gf is a genuine freak! — semi-modern au pov but not rly specific!
warnings: nsfw of course, 18+ content ahead, reader's dick can be seen as strap (buuuuut ill still use the term 'dick/cock'), kind if bratty sunday (won't accept being reduced to a subby baby for his gf), kind of mommy kink (sorry i luv this w/ subby sunny), pussy eating, boy pussy sunday, dacryphilia when u squint, photo-taking...
wc: ~1.5k ; ctto @/sviteer on twt!
your boyfriend, sunday, always went out and told everybody who owned who in bed, who was more dominant, who was the one in control; of course he said it was him. and no one would expect less, plus he was clear about his perspective on... sex.
disgusting. gross. and obviously only for family purposes.
why would you want to do that all day? the humid atmosphere would be at an all time high, sweat would sneak through and seep into the air, why do you want to hear skin slapping against each other for hours and hours on end?
weird and loathsome people filled with lust only, obviously.
but you know everyone has secrets. even sunday you may ask? yes even boyfriend sunday who says sexual intercourse is the mere action to reproduce, that's all it will be. maybe.
the door handle rattles as the gray-headed young man heads inside your apartment, clearly mad and jealous about that other man you had to deal with for a group project. was it necessary that he had to be so insanely close to you for it? it's just a science project.
"baby, you know damn well i'd never cheat on you- are you insane?! we've been together since—" you quickly got cut off, sunday rolling his eyes and snapping back "pretty girl it isn't you! i just... he shouldn't be so close to my girl, and it fucking sucks!" slamming his fist against the dining room table.
"you know very well too that only you can touch me like a sinner and love me like a saint, right? no one's taking that right from you, sweetheart." you cooed into the shell of his ear, bringing him a little closer by using your arm, sitting him down into a chair while you went around and took a seat beside him.
"yes, my love, i am aware. but that will not stop me from being jealous." he sighed and leaned his back against the wood, he was still very much so disheartened and frazzled; he wasn't mad at you, god he would never. he was mad at himself from not being able to look after you, he should've been there after seeing each and every red flag raise.
"then what can i do to make you a little less mad, sunny... i don't want you to be like this all night." you wrapped your arm around his, leaning on his shoulder, instinctively his head leans on yours.
well, there was only one way. a guilty pleasure, if you may.
"nnh—ughhhf! t-this is... so i—insanely dis—guusting, mmffuuck-!" your wing-headed boyfriend whimpered in heavy breaths, his tongue lolled out like an adorable little angel begging for more.
your cock hit his pressure points like an archer's arrow on bullseye, he felt himself want to come—although subconsciously he edges humself, thinking how nasty it was that he was... enjoying this! how utterly embarassing.
"sorry hah—prince, you say something? or gonna let t—that pussy speak for itself?" you whispered with ease and lust onto the shell of his ear. god you loved the way he crumbled underneath you so easily.
you had him against the cream silk sheets you bought for the both of you recently, the curtains spread to reveal moonlight shining upon you both, adoring the glistening come that ran down your cock before you slid it back inside him, making him squeal.
"fuuuck! s—so..." his voice was small, sharp, and definitely was about to tell you how good of a job you were doing until- "u—utterly disgusti-ting.. nnh!"
you loved hearing the denial in his voice, i mean, he was the one parading around the whole dominant act when in reality his pussy ached for you. his entrance was just oh-so wet and slippery whilst impatiently waiting for you to finish talking to that stupid groupmate of yours. what the fuck was his problem anyway?
your palms were ateong and firm on his waist, he hated to admit how much he liked when you mandhandled him like a cute little fuckdoll—it turned him on like a light switch.
"ahhn— s-sunny, you know only y—you can handle my cock, y-yeah?" you peppered kisses onto his calf, both legs were upon your shoulders; making it a whole lot easier for your shaft to meet his cunt.
he squeaked at the harsh contact rubbing against his g-spot, face flushed as his wings hid his eyes out of impulse,
"mmmf! hah! sosososo good, m—mommy-" he cried out, feeling your tip grinding softly against his womb, he couldn't help the tears that welled up in his eyes, adorsble yellow orbs glossy with salty water.
"uhuh, you like it when i stuff you f—full, right?" you huff, lifting his legs a little higher onto your shoulders, making it easier for you to thrust all your inches inside him,
his hands gripped harshly onto the so-called clean sheets he had put on the bed that morning, unaware how it'd be ruined by the juices of his pussy later on, gosh he didn't know he could squirt like he did just now ;(
he hated how much he liked when you ate him out by the time you came inside him, just something about tasting the mix of both of you on your tongue made you and him feel things.
this was your way of showing him to keep your seed nice and safe inside.
especially when you had your tongue digging inside him for treasure, the way it reached so deep, so far inside his hole had him aching so bad for more.
he cries with how much ease it roamed over his clitoris like it was nothing—like you've done this a million times before. and he hated how it was as if you memorized all the spots he liked for you to lick.
"awwh- nngh.. n-name—" he whispers in a sultry voice, clearly under the influence of the euphoria you caused, your tongue delving right into him once more; not being able to hold back lewd and dirty moans, trying to bite his hand to stop himself from being so loud. but you didn't have to moan into his pussy like it was a job!
"mmmh? like when i tonguefuck you like this, yeah?" the vibrations from the mocking moans you'd purr into his cunt, the claw marks on his thighs were evidence of how long you had your mouth working on his heat;
breaths became short pants—words become sweaty, short pants that spaced him out, stars circling his head with how dazed he was. this would happen whenever he'd get jealous, and he hates saying how much he likes this! it's still nasty....
nasty whenever he squeaked out of desperation when your cock hit his prostate, he just couldn't help his eyes rolling back into his skull; his mouth tried to project more degrading words to you, only for it to fall agape, only adorable hazy cries of pleasure.
his wings would cover his eyes, while his hands trembled—struggling to hold up his calves, legs hoisted up high for you to penetrate him easier, "f—uuuck me, hah!" sunday's eyes welled up with tears again; if it weren't for your girthy cock filling him all the way up from inside, he would be telling you off.
he struggled to hold back the drool that dripped from his mouth, he couldn't even wipe his eyes from crying so much- your dick turning inside him making him moan like a — "such a fuckin' slut for me, aren't you, sunny?"
you have a special little smile grow on your face, a grin or even a smirk. you reached out for your phone nearby; unlocking it with your passcode, fingers pressing the screen a few times while your boyfriend moaned loud in the background.
"can you smile for me—hah—prince?"
the camera slowly focusing on him through the phone, his mouth promptly closing whilst his wings get in the way of your picture perfect photo for your homescreen! "p—pleasef- jus' fuck m—me!"
as slow, shy thrusts turned to rough harsh ones, his whines of protest slowly faded to small mewls, he laid down in defeat as you lifted the camera to get a good angle of both his face and his pussy. his wings a little hesitant to move, yet they did-
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જ⁀➴ Dan Heng
Dan Heng is a caring man, he is always looking after you and sometimes even stopping you from being reckless, he has grown so close to you that in the outside anyone can say that you two are really cute together, after all it seems like innocent and pure love just by seeing you two interact and go throught the day, specially during expeditions of the astral express, but how can people not think of that way about you two? After all, Dan Heng is such a good boy. He still finds it in himself to feel embarrased of himself, of not only how much power you hold over him but also how easy it is for you to turn him on, but he will be damed if he ever said no to you, after all if he really had problems with it he would have put a stop to it long ago, he would have stop hearing to your every comand already, he wouldn't allow you to hold him from behind and let your hands play with his body the way you want when he tries to focus on the archives, if he truly wanted he would push you away instead of moving his body for you, he wouldn't arch his back and raise his hips in chase after you, he wouldn't move his head to let you have access to his neck, he wouldn't lift his own clothes and spread his legs when you tell him to do it, if he really wanted he wouldn't be in this situation, but if he had say no back then he would have be deprived of the bliss that it is to have your hands on him, the absolute bliss it is that is having you fingering his hole, to have you working on his own cock or even bending him over, to push him against a wall, to have you stretching his inside and proclaming him as yours with every thrust, the torture it is to let you do everything you want when you want it, to have you ignoring his complains about how other may find out or how you simply don't let him have a rest if you don't want to stop, what a blissful torture, aeons, he would have never guessed how good it would feel, even if he has to beg and follow instructions, even if he has to kneel down before you or be marked until his whole body is covered, he doesn't care because everything is more than worthy for the pleasure you bring him, of the way you fuck him that always manage to make him see stars
જ⁀➴ Mydeimos
It is quite subtle the way he express not only his love but also his soft spot for you, after all the way you two are always together gives away a bit the way he is always lingering close, the way he is actually paying attention to everything you say and even if there are times where he ends up glaring or even calling you an idiot both know that he would never mean it, and even if there are times when despite being quite subtle he ends up teased by the others Chrysos Heirs, but it isn't like that will stop him, after all nothing can stop him from staying close from you, to hearing your every words because for him it is a pleasure. It isn't that he cares much about what others may think of him but he isn't exactly looking forward for the others to know the power you hold over him, of course even if they find out it would be really hard to imagine it, after all only you have the power to give orders to the prince of Kremnos, the only one who holds the power to make the legs of the undying Mydeimos tremble and even almost give up, to make the warrior who grow up in battlefield feel like it is too much all because you can be so cruel when you want to, because you hold the power to make him kneel before you, to open his legs if you please, of push him down and raise his hips just for you, to make him to take you until he can't handle it anymore, until his mind becomes all fuzzy and his body moves just out of instinct, or perhaps if you are in the mood you can make him put those pretty lips of him to use just for you, and he will forever happily obligate because nothing in this life can make him feel so full and satisfied, nothing can drain him and still make his body beg for more like when you use him for your pleasure, because his body won't break and you are able to take full advantage of that, even when his mind may not be as stronge as his body and he will end up drunk and drooling over how good it feels
જ⁀➴ Gallagher
How shameless he can be just lead him to be incredibly open with his love for you, leading him to have a lot of small gestures that are incredibly loving, always pouring you a drink when he knows you need it, fixing your clothes without saying anything, gently placing the lose strays of your hair behind your ear and sometimes even just caressing your cheek out of pure adoration, there is not the slightest doubt of the love he holds for you, but just as he has no shame on openly love you he doesn't have even the slightest bit of shame when it comes to follow your ever order. When it is only you two and when you start touching him with that lustgul hunger of yours Gallagher becomes the most obedient lover you could ever ask for, it is just that you always make him feel so good, that no matter if you decide to threat him roughtly or painfully gentle, if you decide to be kind and love him with gentle kisses or tie down his hands and spank him until his skin is all red, he doesn't really care because you always make him reach cloud nine, because you have a way to touch him that always drives him crazy, because letting you have your fun using him always means that he will be filled, that his sweet spot will be kissed by your tip more times that how he can count and that you seed will be dripping from his holw at the end, that his body will be shaking and aching because of how much you love him, because you find his body attract him enough to use him like a pretty doll until he is completely overwhelmed and drained, until his voice is so broken that he can't moan anymore and still you will find a way to fuck him in a way that will still manage to make his voice come out, you have free pass to use him as much as you want, his mind, body and soul is for you to use and enjoy how you must because at the end, there is no doubt that he will enjoy it too
Synopsis : Phainon was never really interested in the idol industry; the only reason he knew anything at all was because of his childhood best friend. But after she joined a new girl group and introduced him to the love of his life, life has been great for him! ... if only you weren't on tour right now and he wasn't missing you like crazy
cw! : Fem reader (sorry ;-;), crackish fluffy smut fic, alternate universe but still in hsr/amphoreus, heavily implied for the reader to be non-human, Cyrene♡ actively tries to (and does) set Phai and reader up, rushed relationship arc, the idol group members are the female remembrance chrysos heirs, reader is the leader and oldest of the group and is mentioned to have 'big sister' vibes, loser Phai♡ He also kind of acts like a teenage girl when talking to Cyrene (They just be like that ┐[´ー｀]┌), Cyrene is just so done with Phai, 2 mentions of getting pregnant (1 random girl + Phai)
NSFW tags : Porn with plot, Male masturbation (he jacks off to a photocard of you), sub Phainon dom reader, puppy play (reader calls Phainon puppy both in text and in his imagination (it's not a sub phai fic without it)), kind of scent kink, implied yandere Phainon, !LAST CHAT IMAGE HAS A DRAWN DICK PIC! i am so sorry in advanced tumblr please don't take it down T-T
WC : 3.3K words
A/n : First time writing smut, how did i do :P this was supposed to be a drabble tell me why i wrote a one-shot?? i did rush it a bit as i wanted to get it done with so the pacing might be (really) off. Anyways i hope everyone enjoys it! like always feedback is greatly appreciated :D I really liked making this, might expand on this universe ^^ no beta we die like all the chrysos heirs
It was no secret that you're a very successful idol, along with your fellow members, and Phainon is your (self-proclaimed) number one fan
Originally, Phainon wasn't really interested in the idol industry; the only reason he knew about them was because of his childhood friend Cyrene, who herself wanted to become one!
So when she came to him, saying she auditioned for a new up-and-coming group and that she was accepted, he was excited for her! Hell, they both celebrated near their childhood spot while she talked about everything that happened while auditioning.
After some time had passed, Cyrene excitedly told Phainon that everything was set for the group's debut, and a few months later, they would be officially revealed to the public!
Phainon was happy for her, really, he was! But he couldn't help but be a little worried for her, after all, he had (though he would never admit it) read articles of idol groups appearing friendly on the surface in front of fans and cameras while being hostile to each other in private. She was like a sister to him; if something like that happened to her, he wouldn't know how he'd react
So when he asked her about her fellow members, her whole face lit up in excitement while she began rambling about them all and pulling her phone out to show him pictures she took while training with them, he could feel himself calm down considerably
She talked about two girls who also happened to have pink hair like hers, one who had an interest in photography, and the other who was knowledgeable in medicine and healing. There was one girl who was a little cold to the touch, but sweet like the others. She even talked about her manager and the costume/makeup artist
And of course, last but not least, you
"Oh! And how could I forget our dear leader!" She gasped, and that was the last thing he heard before he got lost in a trance while staring at her phone
You were gorgeous. That was the simplest way he could describe. If he were in the same room as you, Phainon feared that he wouldn't be able to breathe within your presence. He didn't know what it was; he had seen his fair share of pretty people, hell, he and Cyrene weren't ugly in the slightest, and there was more than one pretty face in Aedes Elysiae
But there was just something about you, looks-wise, that made him feel inferior, like a bug staring at an ethereal being
Cyrene must have noticed his trance, for she began having that mischievous look on her face that he had grown up dreading. Waving her hand in front of his face, Phainon snapped back to reality, before paling slightly and seeing her staring at him, smirking
"She's beautiful, no? We all have a feeling she's going to be pretty popular. And it doesn't help that she gives off major older sister vibes, which most people are into♡." She lets out a fake sigh. "I can't seem to understand how she is still single after all this time."
Cyrene can't help the giggle that escapes her when she notices the way Phainon's head snaps up as he sits a little bit straighter, already looking at her with the same big puppy eyes that he gives when he wants something
"Cyrene, my very, very best friend, remember the time in elementary school when you needed to borrow a pencil from me???"
"Just say it."
"...Can you please introduce me to her •̯́ ^ •̯̀" how he said that outloud is unknown to this day
After that, with the excuse of wanting her new friends to meet her old ones, Cyrene convinced everyone to bring Phainon along for a day to introduce everyone to each other at their dorm rooms
He got to meet March (the one who liked photography, and he was shown some of her work, which was really good! She seemed to have visited many places.), Hyacine (The one with the medical knowledge, she was really sweet), and Castorice (the one that was cold to the touch, she really was, he felt like he was at death's door when he shook her hand). And while he was really glad to meet Cyrene's new friends, it was obvious to everyone around him that he was waiting for someone else to show up
Yet, no matter how long he waited, there was not a single sign that you were coming
After a few hours, he decided that it just wasn't meant to be, and bid goodbye to his friend and her dorm members
Walking out of the apartment building, he was so focused on his phone that he didn't notice the person walking towards him with bags in their hands, only realizing after bumping into them, making them drop what they were holding
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!" Dropping to his knees, he quickly grabbed everything while apologizing profusely. Once After grabbing everything, he looked up at the person, intending on apologizing again, only for the words to stop before even getting anything out
Oh, the Titans must be playing a cruel joke on him. Out of everyone he had to bump into, why did it have to be you?
He's pretty sure you could hear his heartbeat from where you were standing, all the while he was getting dizzy from all the blood rushing towards his face in embarrassment
What's worse is that he can see you looking down at him with amusement clear in your eyes
"It's fine, thank you for your help. I would, however, advise you to look where you're walking next time. Wouldn't want you to bump into anyone else, hm?"
Gods, even your voice was hypnotizing. How was it humanly possible to be so... perfect?
He could barely register the fact that you were helping him up with barely any difficulty (He was rather heavy, he knows this, and yet you pulled him up like it was nothing)
"A-Again i am so sorry miss, it really wasn't my intention to walk into you. Is there anything I could do to repay you?"
"No, thank you for your offer, though. It was nice meeting you, Mr...?"
"A-Ah! Phainon. My name is Phainon! It was nice meeting you, too, Miss [Name]! OKAYGOODBYE!" he had to get out of there; he couldn't spend another second making a fool out of himself in front of you.
Phainon had left in such a hurry that you didn't have enough time to respond. Leaving you behind to laugh to yourself as you see his figure disappear in the distance.
"Dork... I didn't even give him my name."
Checking to see if everything is intact, you make your way up to your apartment, and seeing the door softly close, you know your hunch was correct.
Someone was eavesdropping on your interaction with Phainon, and you have an inkling as to who it was.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU JUST RAN AWAY?!"
This is what he had been hearing from his pink-haired friend for the past hour or so. Yelling at him for being an idiot (that he was) and fumbling the opportunity she created for you two to interact in private
"Wait, what do you mean you 'created the opportunity' for us to interact...?" There was a moment of silence before it clicks to him, "Cyrene! Did you stall her so I would meet her outside!?"
"Yeah? Have you not been listening to anything I have been saying??" Phainon loves her to death, but sometimes...
Letting out a groan, he flopped down on his bed, face towards his ceiling, "I made a total fool out of myself in front of her. I don't think I can ever face her ever again."
Having known him long enough, Cyrene knew in a few moments that Phainon would start whining his 'woe is me' mantra, and you know what?
....
She was right (like always)
"Cyrene! You don't understand!! The most beautiful person I have ever seen saw me being a total mess in front of her! My life is over..."
If she were next to him, she would have given the biggest side eye... but alas, Cyrene was just a kind, lovely, and cute girl♡ , so she guessed she could help her friend get with in his words the most beautiful person (Which she totally agreed with, you were a total catch that anybody would be lucky to have) he had ever seen
She let out a loud, fake, annoyed sigh. "Fine, but when you guys get married, i beter be the one to officiate it."
Phainon almost wants to start swinging his legs as he rolls in bed, excited. He settles on just thanking his friend profusely
"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!! Cyrene, I owe you so much!!"
"Oh, you bet. I'll be telling her all of this after you guys are together."
"....Please don't."
"You are in no position to bargain with me right now. Now first, what you are gonna do is..."
To this day, no one knows what kind of advice (and magic) Cyrene worked for you two to start dating, but we are all thankful for our pink-haired elf girl
Phainon likes to think that he was stuck in his own personal hell. A hell of his own making, if you will even.
He would rather go through endless cycles of torture than go through what is happening right now
What happened, you may ask?
Well, dear reader, the reason for our dear Phainon to be like this is because of you! Yes, you read that correctly
For you see, when you have a popular idol girlfriend who is not only known on your home planet, but all across the cosmos (and the group, but they don't matter right now), and sadly, you have more than one very important fan who wants to see you perform (and the group-)
So the logical thing to do is go on tour. To meet and entertain people from planets you have never even been to before!
But that also means leaving a giant Samoyed with strong, manipulative puppy dog eyes back home, and no, we are not talking about your baby, snowy
Phainon, whether he knows it or not (he does), likes to use his puppy dog eyes to get you to do things you probably shouldn't. Like the time when you had to get to the studio on time, but he kept begging and whining for you, saying that he would drop you off if you would stay for a few minutes more in bed with him
You have to be the responsible one, whether it's in your group or your relationship with your partner, so you tell him no, that you unfortunately can't stay just a few more minutes, no matter how badly you also want it
But you were only human(?) after all, and you were tired, so when he uses those manipulative eyes of his to sway you, you cannot help but say yes to him, which in return has spoiled him rotten, leaving him like a leech vying for your affection and attention
It's only natural for him to be so down when you leave him for three months to tour the planets. It's all your fault that he's like this
You've ruined Phainon
You've ruined him for anyone else
And he would not have it any other way
Maybe that's why he finds himself in the only music store there is in Aedes Elysiae. Standing there in front of your group's shelf with all of your albums, from your first releases to the latest, was a group of girls varying in age around him
Though he could not deny the irritation that was bubbling away in him, hearing them talk about your group, more specifically about you
Oh, how he wishes sometimes that he didn't have to sign all those nda's just to be with you, so that he could proudly say that you both were together to all of the people who claimed they could love you better than he could
Especially to those who thought they knew who you were personally, sexually
"When I saw her slip up her shirt, I was just thinking, 'damn, just get me pregnant while you're at it??'" One girl said, someone from out of town as he didn't recognize them, giggling loudly while hugging one of your albums close to her. Her friend nodded along in excitement, "Did you see her new photoshoot with Aglaea's fashion brand? She looked so good! It was kind of like she was seducing me through the screen."
They continued talking and laughing, while Phainon grew more and more annoyed with what he was hearing. And yeah, he did agree with every word they said, like yes, he would let you get him pregnant, and yes, you looked like you were seducing him in the new photoshoot
But damn it, why did others have to see you and think like that?! Why did they have to talk about his girlfriend like that? While they didn't know that, it didn't stop him from feeling the way that he did
Knowing he would say and do something he would later regret, he grabbed the album he came here for and cleared his throat, startling the two girls from earlier. "Excuse me, I'm trying to get to the register."
Muttering an apology, the two girls move to the side while Phainon says a quiet thanks, using his long legs to move as swiftly as possible to get home before anything else happens
Sitting on his bed, Phainon spent the last few minutes just staring at his phone screen, at the last text you had sent
Flopping face-first into your pillow, Phainon starts whining into it while taking in the scent that lingers on it
No matter how long you're away, the scent of your perfume will always linger, for without you knowing, Phainon had gotten the same perfume that you use daily and sprays it every time the scent starts to fade
Sitting up abruptly with a pout on his face, he grabs the album he bought and starts ripping off the plastic seal protecting it hurriedly, throwing it to the side after it comes off. He starts to flip through the album, only pausing when you are on the pages before continuing
After flipping through the entire book, which took some time as he was smiling to himself, rambling every time you were in view, he finally turned his attention to the inclusions, which included two photocards, and considering his chances and luck, he had a twenty percent chance to pull you on either cards
He could feel his heart start to beat faster in anticipation, praying to every deity he could think of in that moment (yes, even... Nanook), Phainon flipped the first card over...
....
Only to see the winking face of his friend staring back at him, her hands in the shape of a heart. Even on another planet she was mocking him
If he weren't sitting on his bed, he's pretty sure he would have fallen to the ground in despair while banging his fist to the floor
Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he grabbed the bottom of the card between his fingers, closed his eyes, and flipped it over. Opening his eyes and seeing your beautiful smile on your even face, making a peace sign with your hand, he couldn't stop the way the smile grew on his own
As he continued thinking about you, he couldn't help the warm sensation he was starting to feel down below as he slowly grew hard
Heart beating even faster than before, he pushed everything off the bed, making a loud thud sound, all the while, your card was still in his non-dominant hand
Brushing his empty hand to his hard-on, he couldn't help but whimper. He was always sensitive when he was thinking of you. Feeling the pleasing sensation he continued, slowly escalating into rutting into his hand harder and faster, making his thighs shake
He imagines that if you were here with him right now, you'd talk him through it, make him beg and wait for it, "Phai, didn't I tell you to behave? Or are you not my good puppy?"
He is, Phainon swears, he is your good puppy, good boy, even your good plaything. He just wants to be good for you
He feels fulfilled knowing he is the best. Best there is for you. Knowing you are satisfied with him brings him unfathomable amounts of joy
All of it, just for you
Pulling down his sweatpants and boxers together, his erection springs out, making him whimper from the cold air hitting him. Placing a finger on his slit, the precum clings to it, so when he moves his hand, there is only a thin string connected from the head to his fingertip
Seeing as he's leaking so much, he quickly smeared all the pre to the rest of his cock with his hand, letting out small moans and whimpers while doing so
Letting out a stuttering sigh at the sight of his cock completely smeared in his own cum he starts moving his hand, the pace going faster as the time flies by
He could almost hear your voice in the room with him as he approaches his release. "Phai, don't you want to be good for me? Cum for me, puppy, come on i know you can do it!"
He starts panting as he goes at a rougher pace, just like you would do to him, and the closer he gets, the more delirious he is. " "I-I do! W-wanna be your g-good boyy...!" Tears are running from his eyes "I'mm sorryy... I'm gonna cuumm!"
He didn't want to disobey you, he wanted to be good just like you asked of him. But you really can't blame him can you? Having this dumb mutt who only thinks with his dick go months without feeling you by his side, that was a disaster in the making
Feeling the familiar feeling of his release coming in close, he continued bucking in his fist, hips thrusting in the opposite rhythm of his hand, he took one last glance at your smiling face in his hands
His orgasm was messy, white spurting out of his tip and landing all over his thighs and running down his cock, all while loud cries and shaky moans leave his mouth echoing around the room
In the moment he didn't even notice himself letting go of the card in his hands as flops down backwards on the bed. Phainon tries to regain his breath as he lays there still shaking slightly
Sometimes he wishes you were never an idol, that he should try to get you to stay harder or even get you fired from the agency, but he doesn't
For he knows sooner or later you would find out what he did and despise him
Phainon would rather take out his own heart and present it to you than make you to hate him
So even if he doesn't like it, being so far away from you
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Tw: nsfw, mentions of dacryphilia, belly bump, manhandling, thigh fetish, mind break if you squint just filthy stuff eh, I'm not good at this, idk what possessed me I was trying to sleep and this hits me like a ground breaking discovery
Holding his thighs open while you eat him out. Both legs spread and pushed down, not giving him a chance to hide the pink puffy hole that's squeezing around nothing but air. Then diving down to enjoy him like a meal served , occasionally squeezing his thick thighs. One lick and he's shaking. Slide your tongue in and he would squeal, mewl, whimper. Getting ravaged by your tongue , he would frantically grab a fistful of your hair with his big hands not knowing if he wants to pull you away or push you down more into his wet, spilling hole. Keep that up for a bit longer and he would come. Eyes rolling back, back arched from the mattress looking a bow that's about to be released. He comes with a pathetic, loud shriek followed by something between a moan and a whimper.
Or lifting the man up, legs spread while fucking him in front of a mirror. He's stuffed full by your big cock and his pathetic little cock is crying, squirting, coming untouched. And he'd be shy at first but a few thrusts in and he's blabbering about how good he feels , words slurred, long hair damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead , shoulders and cheeks. Tears streaming down his face from overstimming. Tongue lolled out, drooling, eyes rolled back head resting on your shoulders, bouncing with the same rythm that he's being fucked because there's no ounce of strength left in him. He's like a doll, a doll made to satisfy your needs and stuffed till he's full to the brim. He'd look down after coming untouched again for the nth time, he lost count of how many times he had come. Sure enough there's a small bump on his belly, both from how well your cock is stuffing him and from the cum that's pushed into him and plugged in by your cock. He'd look into the mirror to see his own fucked out face and give a dumb little smile, giggling about how he's now pregnant.
Characters: Azumane Asahi, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Aone, Itto, Neuvillet, Wriothesley, Alhaitham ,Jing yuan, Blade, Gepard, Sukuna, Geto, Nanami(of course) , Calcharo, Jiyan, Yuanwu, and many many more of your favourite big men...
