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#i cant even cry anymore. even while alone
neo-shitty · 8 months
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finally catching up with bsd after one hell of a month (+ midterms) 🫠
#bsd spoilers#updates for ep 2 :3#right off the bat all i can just say is fukuchi is such a well-written villain; while i can’t completely emphathize with his plan yet#i have to applaud him (uh and asagiri too) bc that’s quite a villain to fear—he’s already in a position of power that puts him in a major#advantage compared to the ada; it’s like he masterminded this whole thing to lead up to this but WHY (idk if i just forgot)#point and case: i hate him and im always terrified of his next move but damn he’s such a well-written antagonist i can’t even 🤐#ATSUSHI GET OFF THAT FUCKING BOAT RN WHY DID IT HAPPEN SO EARLY INTO THE SEASON IM CRY WAIT NO#fukuchi pointing out that ranpo is just jealous that he and fukuzawa way back is just so adorable made me forget what happens next haha#how come i dont remember these cute moments from the manga 😩#god im stalling so much :(( i hate it i hate it i hate it#the reveal was so… he should’ve deducted this shit sooner (objectively the build up was so nice hsjdhdj)#MY JAW DROPPED THEN AND IT STILL HAPPENED NOW :)))))#ok fukuchi in his complete villain mode is kinda 😗#watching this after being detached to bsd in general is so much better bc i can now appreciate the whole thing as is without much bias???#THE WAY HE JUST TURNED COLD ALL OF A SUDDEN AND I OOP— 😗😗😗😗😗#oh both canon and beast atsushi and their paralyzing fears :(( my heart actually hurts#ATSUSHI THINKING HE’S ALONE ANDDDDDD#OH MY GOD I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE MY SSKK#I CANT WATCH THE NEXT EPISODE#toff.txt
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ii-zi · 7 months
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Tw animal death tw suicide attempt tw no sé ya a la verga this is too much I just need to tell anything to anyone
The second anything starts looking better everything comes fucking crumbling down one of the cats my father practically forced into being """""outdoors"""" cat without even having a fucking backyard door is fucking dying of kidney failure he hasn't eaten or gone outside since yesterday morning he literally only wants to be around us because he's in so much fucking pain and I want to fucking die my father keeps screaming at me over every little fucking thing and screaming about leaving the house and we're barely getting by with all three of them working full time my little sister almost took her life two fucking days ago and I only found out bc i woke up with her crying after puking out all the shit she took she hasn't even been to the fucking doctor she's only going today because of a fucking cold one of the little cats keeps shitting herself into oblivion because we can't make her stop eating her own shit I want everything to end I want everything to end so fucking bad I don't know what to do anymore I just keep getting worse and worse and everyone's mad at me my sister's worse every day and I cannot even apologize because it'd be worth nothing because I'm so fucking ill I can't even remember her I don't know what to do anymore my little baby keeps posting suicidal shit too I'm fucking powerless in the middle of everything I can't even leave the fucking house without fear paralyzing me I can't do this anymore
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krispiecake · 11 months
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sorry just. can i be insane a second? can i be completely honest but also batshit for a really quick second?
#im getting absolutely furious at the fact that staff are just casually having a convo like laughing and gossiping#maybe like 40ft away from me or something#while im sat her alone in the garden obviously not doing well and theyre just… having a giggle#like theyve asked me ONCE the entire fucking day if im alright its fucking insane#and yes i know things feel more intense and more targeted bc im triggered and have a pd ect ect ect#but this js MY blog and im sick of making disclaimers for how i feel so im not going to anymore#bc im sat here in the freezing cold bc if i stay in my flat im gonna try and end it#but i cant sit in the louge bc theres a meeting going on#what fucking meeting needs to be happening 10 at night#and like lets say it does#why is it not happening in their flat#you know a private place that doesnt impact anyone elses care or needs#like i know they have a living room too like its not fair theyve been using the communal lounge all day and all night for now the 4th day#in a fucking row#other people need it too#but no. bc im not as important or as pressing or as ill or as whatever as them#i have to sit alone with no support cold in the fucking garden#great im sooooo glad that everyone is being treated equally and that everyones needs are being taken into consideration 👍👍👍👍👍#i just feel like screaming and crying and throwing shit and hurting people im so sick of referring to a fucking text book its not changing#ANYTHING like i still have to deal with it all but now its prolonged and now its worse and now i dont even get any results#im so fucking sick of all of this why cant i just be fucking normal#i dont get why i have to be stuck with this stupid pd and all my other shit bc of other ppls actions and i dont even get a fucking APOLOGY?#im so fucking exhausted and i just dont wanna do this shit anymore#update not even the crisis team gives enough of a shit to fucking pick up the stupid phone lol#its a sign i suppose
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tacticalprincess · 25 days
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könig being dommed by fem reader, getting teased endlessly until he cant hold it back anymore and her ruining his orgasm, pulling away and letting him cry and humping nothing as he comes, and then her slapping his dick after + overstim, mocking him for cumming ^-^ i wanna bully this man so bad but then aftercare him so good that he comes crawling back begging for more 😇♥️ i luv how u write tysm feel free 2 ignore if u don't vibe
he’d be so stubborn about it at first. you’re not even half his size on a good day, one of his thighs weigh more than your entire body, what makes you think you’re in control of any part of him, let alone his cock? he’d get so frustrated when his attempts at barking out orders at you are fruitless, how you take your hands away every time he tries to fuck up into your soft palms, giggling at the way tears well in the pools of his eyes as he groans angrily.
it doesn’t take much for him to relinquish any semblance of power he had to you, putting his pleasure in your delicate hands once he sees how quickly you bring him to the edge of bliss. you taunt him for it in a sugar-sweet voice, alternating between rough, fast strokes, featherlight touches and nothing at all. just playing with him like he’s a big toy. heavy fog clouds his brain until all he can think about is how badly he needs to cum, throaty please’s and need it’s flooding from his mouth uncontrollably. working him up to the brink of climax just to leave him there at the last second to fall all by himself. he’d be so disappointed :( you give him no time to recover before you’re thumbing the sensitive slit at his weeping tip, squeezing his tight, spent balls, watching how his stomach caves in as he pleads brokenly for you to stop.
all sweaty and overwhelmed, he’s not expecting how lovingly you cradle him to your chest after taking him apart, comforting him while he lets himself cry into your neck. he’s convinced you’re the devil in pretty wrapping paper by the end of it, and he’s ashamed at how much he enjoyed it.
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miupow · 2 months
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big cock! hyukka with a sweet virgin reader. bonus points since he’s a little perv. like you and him are dating, he’s so sweet and attentive, will do anything for his sweet baby. he gives you innocent kisses, warm hugs, flowers and little things that make him think of you. he’ll also sniff your panties and jerk off with them, nuzzle his face into your tits when cuddling and pretend it’s just because he was sleepy, accidentally brush his face against your clothed pussy when he uses your thighs as pillows.
when you agreed to lose your virginity to him he’s elated but it goes away when you say “too big” through little sniffles. “that’s okay, it’s okay angel,” he reassures you. “just the tip, promise,” and he does just the tip, fucking into you shallowly. It’s addicting the way your tight little hole wraps around his head. he’s already telling himself he’ll be your first and last. hyukka tries, he really tries his hardest but you’re wet and he’s dribbling, it’s so slick, it would be so easy… with a smooth trust he bottoms out, your puffy pussy gets stretched around him and you cry out. “couldn’t stop it!” hyukka defends himself. “slutty pussy was sucking me in, it wasn’t me baby. see,” he pulls put to sink back in. “fuck…look at that, s’your fault baby,” he whispers against your lips. “little virgin cunt so tight it doesn’t want me to leave.” and if hyukka says it then it must be your true since your sweet boyfriend loves you so much.
@tigerhoshi25 ANNIE YOURE GONNA MAKE ME LOSE MY MIND i love when you come into my inbox you blow me away every time ilysm
i’ve been gatekeeping this one for a while because i just didn’t know how to respond. this ask legitimately left me speechless and on the floor
cw// smut, virgin!hyuka and reader, fem!reader, virginity kink, size kink, dubcon elements, kai is kind of toxic
BIG DICK PERV HYUKA YES 🙏🙏 i’m willing to die on the hill that is kai w a virginity kink, i know the idea of taking a cuties virginity would turn him on sm hehe >< esp if he was a virgin too!!
he’s such a sweet perfect boyfie in every way 💗💗 tries to hide his pervy tendencies the best he can, but he just can’t help it!! he’s buying you flowers and taking you out on the sweetest dates, gives you gentle kisses and the tightest hugs, tells you how amazing u are all the time >< but he feels guilty cos he’s also stealing ur panties when he’s left alone in your bedroom, fucking himself n his plushies to the thought of ruining ur virgin cunt <3 it’s all ur fault! you’re just so cute and sexy in ur little skirts and your big sweaters, makes him so hard at just the smallest flash of your chest or upper thighs hehe ^^ sometimes if he’s lucky he can even see ur cute panties when you bend over!! has to rush to the bathroom to cum thick hot ropes all over his fist hehe
he would never be the one to initiate sex for the first time, he’s too shy!! but when you bring it up, all nervous and blushy and making his cock throb he jumps at the opportunity!! so so quick to bend you over on his bed n rut up against ur soaked panties.. you trust him, right?? oh, but he doesn’t have a condom,,, it’ll be okay, he’ll pull out, he promises! just let him fuck you..
oouuu but your pretty tears and your pathetic squeaks of “too much, too big!” when he first pushes his cock into your virgin hole.. he can’t stop himself! shushing your cries as he keeps pushing in, stretches you open past your limit, you feel like he’ll split you open,,, oh but it feels so good when he starts up a rhythm, thrusting hard against your cervix n fucking your dripping pussy so good >///< you cant beg for him to go slower, gentler anymore, feels too good to speak!!
it’s all your fault that he ends up cumming hard in your throbbing cunt, paints your gummy walls white with his seed <3 you were clenching so tight around him, sucking his cock in so greedily! he couldn’t possibly pull out when your little virgin cunt was so tight and begging for him to stay inside <3
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wisterialagoon · 1 month
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Alastor x Reader - Comfort Fic
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Warnings: established relationship, probably ooc alastor, comfort, reader is grabbed (not by alastor) reader curses :P
Btw! Please do send in Hazbin requests, I do sfw and nsfw :)
You had been having a miserable day. You woke up in a sour mood, but the feeling only worsened when you realised you had woken up in bed alone.
Presumably your husband had left early to head to his broadcast studio. You then had several run-ins with the most insufferable sinners throughout your day, but this, this was ridiculous.
You had been standing in the lobby, by the check-in desk trying not to burst into stress tears as a rather tall intimidating demon stood there screaming his lungs out at you.
"I already told you sir, I cant get you a room unless you want to be redeemed, this isn't a normal hotel," you stress to the demon before you.
He unfortunately doesn't take the refusal well, gripping the collar of your favourite dress, ripping it slightly.
The demon has you in a strong hold pulling his face right up to yours, you grimace at his breath brushing your face. Your feet barely reaching the floor anymore.
"Sir you need to let go of me now!" you damn near shriek in fury. The commotion catches the attention of a few of the hotels residents, the demon finally drops you when he realises he's drawn a crowd, opting to leave before things went south for him.
"Y/N!" You hear Charlie's panicked yell as she comes up to you, helping you to your feet, "Are you okay? D-do you need anything, I'll have Vaggie deal with that demon don't worry!"
"Its alright Charlie," You steady yourself, taking a deep breath, "just give me the rest of the afternoon off, yeah?"
"Of course, please, go rest."
With that you head off to your room, you pull off your dress and get into your night gown. You inspect the collar of your dress to see it in tatters, this unfortunately was your tipping point.
You're now sitting in the middle of the bed crying your eyes out, clutching your dress. You're so in your feelings, you don't even notice Alastor has slipped in until hes sitting next to you and pulling you into his arms.
You still for a moment but ease into the embrace, soaking his shirt in your tears.
When you had calmed down a bit Alastor cups your face, making you look into his eyes, "Charlie told me what happened my dear, I do wonder why you didn't make that wretched sinner pay, hmm? You're more than capable." He tilts his head, a questioning look in his eyes.
"I didn't want to cause a scene and bring a bad reputation to the hotel, sinners should want to come here," you sniffle.
"Au contraire my dear, you shouldn't be afraid to kill those that wrong you, if demons fear you, it keeps them in their place! Anyhow, what's done is done, I'm more concerned with the fact that my, usually very dauntless wife is crying all on her own." Alastor taps your nose gently.
"Bad day, bad, terrible, awful day Al," tears begin to flood your eyes again just thinking about it.
Alastor chuchles softly as he pulls you to straddle his lap, softly running his fingers through your hair. "Oh you poor sweet thing," He listens carefully as you recount your day to him.
"And to top it off, t-that dickless bastard tore my favourite dress" you finish, words getting caught between your sobs.
"Oh don't you worry your pretty little head about that, I'll have it mended in a jiff, instead, worry about what you'll wear Tonight!"
You look up at him curiously, "Tonight?"
"Well of course I'm treating you to a perfect night out, I can't in good conscious let my sweet wife wallow in her sadness all night can I?"
You perk up at this. Your husband is a busy demon, its not often you get him all to yourself. "The whole night?" you say with big eyes.
"You'll have my complete undivided attention all night long my dear!"
You jump up at this, racing to find an outfit all while Alastor happily watches you showing him different dresses, shoes and jewellery.
He makes a mental note to quickly pop out and find the demon that laid his hands on you, Vaggie was so kind as to provide him with a description.
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ysrjune · 5 days
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omg omg sam monroe being all cuddly and needy and horny 🤗🤗
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Your boyfriend clinging onto you like hes never gonna see you again was an obvious giveaway that hes either tired or really horny.
his face was nuzzled into your cleavage, giving small kisses and hickeys here and there. this was one of the moments where you would like to take pictures and post them on your social media because your boyfriend is just so cute. of course, they all had to be posted on a private story since your account was public.
“baby, need you so bad.” he whined softly, tangling his fingers in your hair. hes been whining for almost 10 minutes about how horny he is and how he wants you to touch him so badly. “sam, you dont need me to help you feel good, you know. you have hands for a reason.”
“they dont feel good like you, though. nothing compares to you, doll.” he was so whiny, it sounded like he was gonna cry. “pleasee, it hurts so bad. you dont even have to let me fuck you, I just want you to make me cum.” he picked his head up to look at you in the eyes.
“Mm, depends on how you want me to do it.” he groaned at your answer, making you giggle. “so cute when you're all whiny and horny, baby.” you scratch his bare back. “you're so mean, princess.” He grunts and slowly starts to rock his hips into the middle of your thighs. “m’ so hard, doll. cant you feel me?”
you giggle, tugging at his hair. “youre almost always hard when we're alone together.” he rolled his eyes at that. “yeah, well, I can't control that. I have a hot girlfriend. How do you expect me not to wanna shove my dick somewhere inside you..” sam whines and pops a titty out of your shirt, starting to suck gently.
“sam!” you gasp at the feeling of his wet tongue swirling around your nipple. “come on, let me taste.” he said through his teeth while they clung onto the sensitive bud. he fondled your other tit, groping at it at times.
hearing you moan and pant out his name was almost enough to make him cum right there. “please, baby? please make me feel good.” he whined, making it sound like he was gonna cry. “so hard it hurts, you dont understand, sweetie.”
you sighed, basically giving him a yes. if it really hurt him to be this hard, you couldn't let it go on. having your baby boy hurting was the last thing you ever wanted. hearing that sigh made him moan slightly. sam gets off of you, letting you see his bulge.
he strips himself of his shorts and boxers and flips you on your back. he slowly tugs down your shorts just to tease himself. once those were off, only your dark blue panties were covering you, and fuck. your ass looked so good right then.
“could cum at just the sight of you like this, n/n.” and smacked your ass. you wince at the sudden sting even though you somewhat expected it. he pulled your lacy undergarment to the side, revealing your pufff pussy. “shit, you're so pretty.” he exhaled shakily and ran his middle finger down your slick folds.
“can I fuck you raw, pleasepleaseplease. i can't wait anymore. been teasing myself since I started sucking your tit.” Yeah, he was really starting to tear up how. his voice sounded whinier than usual. you nodded into the pillow, arching your back.
“Mmph,” he let a pathetic whine out and quickly pulled your underwear down to your thighs and inserted his cock in you. “huh,” he whimpered, thrusting at a medium pace. “mm, so good. fuck.” he cried, wrapping an arm under you for support.
you fucked yourself onto him, letting out moans into your fluffy pillow. “oh God, sam. like that! yeah, fuck me good.” babbles spitting out of your pretty little mouth. He inhaled sharply, followed by a whimper. “mommy, you make me feel s’good!” mommy? that was a first, but you weren't gonna complain.
lets just say he edged himself but let you cum on him a couple times. your pussy was starting to become sore, trying to take it, but you just couldn't anymore. “sam, please. it hurts..” you whine.
“Mm,” he kissed your neck and whispered; “j-just shut up and take it, okay? be a good girl for me.” what he said was vulgar, but it was said in a sweet tone. just a couple more thrusts, and he came in you, letting out a long, vocal moan.
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dirtysvthoughts · 4 months
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woozi PLAGUES my mind every hour, even when I’m sleeping…BUT RECENTLY I I can’t help to imagine literal woozi during that NANA tour highlight/teaser when they were on the yacht🙏🙏 WITH HIS QUARTER ZIPPED HOODIE AND SUNGLASSES??? I literally want him to manhandle me and play with me till I’m crying of overstimulation bcs honestly I’d get down on my knees obediently for this guy Bcs yk damn well he’s such a he wants that respect
BESTIE WHEN I TELL YOU I CANT WAIT FOR THAT EPISODE TO DROP FOR THAT ONE REASON ALONE 😭 (adding said teaser for reference 😋) he’s so hot without even trying! 😩 also you’re so real for this, the jihoon brain rot is something else
also bestie, what you said reminds me of this song i’ve been listening to nonstop: never lose me by flo milli, some of the lyrics:
“i’ve been thinkin bout you on the road, we havin rich sex on a boat, he it back to back like it’s dope..”
“you know you can call me if you need me, tell me you ain’t never ever leavin, when i suck it i look in your eyes, you better fuck me like you mean it..”
especially the “rich sex on a boat” part? we all know man’s has stacks for days, imagine him taking you for a weekend drive on his yacht, just the two of you (and a driver he hired). when you guys are far out enough to sea, that’s all it takes for him to press his lips onto yours- and it’s so very addicting.
jihoon’s hand caresses your jaw, bringing you closer to him - and you physically melt into his touch, craving more of him as he lays you down on your back, the soft cushions in the seating area coming in contact with hot body. jihoon’s removing your cover up and your bikini pieces like a starved man and your hands move to zip his hoodie all the way down, defined chest coming into view, his $18k necklace in center, dangling in front of your face.
“mmm, my baby girl,” he moans as he feels up your body, admiring your moans and cute little whines. “daddy’s gonna make you feel so good..”
all you can do is fiercely nod and bite your lip, a needy look on your face that has jihoon going feral. he’s rushing to take off his shorts and boxers so he can give it to you.
which he does, because mere minutes later, he has you nearly screaming, tears brimming your eyelids from how intense his thrusts were. “j-jihoon! mmm, i can’t, daddy, i c-can’t hold it anymore!” but before he can say anything, you feel you juices spread down your legs and all over jihoon’s dick.
“shit, hoon, i’m sorry, but i couldn’t take it anymore,” you whine, desperately hoping he wouldn’t be too upset. he scoffs as he brings your knees up, his face going to your wet folds. “wait, jihoon- ah!” you gasp out as his tongue licks you up and down, smirking at how loud you were becoming and how you were pulling on his hair to bring your closer to another orgasm.
jihoon continues to lap at you until you come get again, this time all over his lips and chin. when he comes up from between your legs, he licks his lips seductively, watching how your eyes refused to leave his tongue. he goes right back to where it all started off, kissing you so you can know how good you taste. it’s messier and a little sloppy than last time, but you love it so much.
when you pull away, he holds you by your waist as you look into his eyes, “think you can come for me again? i wanna finger your cute little cunt while you whine out my name.. you make it sound so pretty, baby girl.”
“i’ll come as many times as you want daddy.”
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iloveavatar · 1 year
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may i request a neteyam x reader oneshot where neteyam has a argument with his father and isolates himself for a while, reader finds him crying alone and without talking much she simply hugs him until he calms down. they have a vulnerable and comforting moment. thank you. <3
you’re stuck with me
neteyam x reader
omg i love this idea!!
BTW this takes place before the sky people come back where the sully family is still in the forest!!
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y/n heard the yelling of jake all the way from her tent.
she walked out to find neteyam, knowing how he usually got after he was scolded from his father.
she saw them in the distance with jakes arms flailing around and neteyam looking at the ground, attempting to avoid all eyecontact.
“you’re the oldest neteyam! i expect more from you. you cant be messing around like a child anymore!” jake scolded
neteyams breathing became heavy as he mumbled a “yes sir, sorry”
y/n’s ears fell down into her head. she knew how much neteyam was affected after hearing those words. ‘i expect more from you’.
“go on. get outta here. your dismissed. think about what you’ve done and come join us for dinner.” jake demanded while walking away
“yes sir” neteyam lightly said, scared to anger his father even more.
y/n started walking slowly to neteyam. almost as if he was a frightened animal. however she couldn’t get very close since neteyam turned and stormed the other way.
she followed him all the way to a small creek. she heard the sniffles first. then she saw the shoulder moving with every sob he took.
she gently sat down next to him and layed her head on his shoulder.
he sobbed even more. knowing that someone was there for him made him cry harder somehow.
“it’s ok neteyam” she whispered “i’m here for you”
“i’m sorry. i’m sorry for being a screw up all the time” he stated with tears in his eyes. his ears pointing down.
y/n lifted her head off of his shoulder and took his face into her hands.
“you are not a screw up. you are a gift. you are a blessing. your father needs to realize that you are still a child, no matter what he says.” she declared with a stern look on her face
she gently wiped the tears off of his face and put their foreheads together.
“i see you.” she stated.
neteyam sniffled and closed his eyes. relishing in the peace she brings him. 
“i see you” he whispered.
“i will always see you. no matter what happens. your father is only hard on your because he’s scared. he’s scared to lost his eldest son. his firstborn. his son.” she said trying to calm neteyam down.
he slowly nodded while taking a deep breathe. welcoming the peace and stability she brings into his life.
“when you’re ready… we’ll go back for dinner. ok?” she gently said
“i don’t want to keep you from dinner you can go ba-“ he was interrupted
“i’m not leaving you. believe it or not.. you’re stuck with me” she teased with a slight smile on her face.
neteyam laughed. a genuine laugh.
“yeah. and you’re stuck with me.” he said with a proud look on his face.
the two then spent the night being a sense of serenity to one another. the two were bonded, not just because of their feelings. but because they were stuck with the other.
and that’s how it will always be.
both of them together.
always.
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peachyloveswriting · 1 year
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How about vash n reader are in a relationship and vashs insecurity and fear gets the best of him so he tries to break it off to protect reader but reader aint fucking having it and is all like “if you truly mean it then look at me in the eyes and tell me you dont love me” and OBVIOUSLY he cant cause hes so in love and shit then they makeout makeup
I absolutely love the possibility of angst here, the hurt/comfort is calling my name right now. Thanks for the req anon. I know the Gif is from Trigun Stampede but this one will take place in the original, I just think it better fits the story.
YOU'RE A BAD LIAR --- Vash the Stampede
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SUMMARY: A very short story about Vash finally admitting his insecurities. But how could he be so foolish, it's written all over him and you're not a fool.
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You stare at Vash, leaned up against the side of your house while he gazes off into the distance. He's wearing his shades again just to hide the look in his eyes, just so he doesn't have to look at you. He's so bad at hiding his emotions, even with the shades covering his eyes you can read the pain all over his face. His voice really gives it away.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Vash's voice rings out into the night, stirring the distilled silence floating around you. Even further he looks away from you.
"Because I love you." A simple answer for a simple question, but vash's instability isn't moved. He digs his hands deeper into his pockets and lowers his gaze to the wooden boards below his feet. "You shouldn't."
You frown, stepping forward to rest a hand on his arm. He shrugs you off. "Vash, don't be like this." From the moment you met him, he warned you time and time again about the dangers of crossing his path. You know well and good just what dangers he poses to you and yet you fight back against his word. "You know I won't leave you, it doesn't matter if it kills me-"
"it matters to me!" You jolt at his sudden shout. Surely it must have woke the neighbors. "I can't have you dead because of me. I won't let it happen. I'm done, I'm breaking this off now." He points to the ground and lightly stomps his foot.
Behind the shades, tears build in his eyes and threaten to spill. He can't stop his bottom lips from trembling with the urge to cry. He looked at you, damnit. He knows if he looked he would breakdown on the spot. How could he ever think of leaving you? He doesn't want too, but he's torn between keeping you close and cutting ties. Both burn the edges of his heart, daring to light his whole body ablaze.
"If you truly mean it, I want you to look at me in my eyes and tell me that you don't love me." You grasp his arm with a vice grip. His eyes meet you and the glint off his shades moves away. Eyes now fully in view, you can see right through his facade. He trembles in your touch.
"I can't." He sobs. "I can't say it. I won't." Every hard emotion he tried to portray crumbles in an instant. Longing for your comfort he pulls you close and wraps you tightly in his arms. His head is tucked away in the nape of your neck where you can feel his tears wet your skin and his breath tickle you. Smoothing your hands over his back you rub his through his coat while you shush his quiet crying.
He's given you his soul, the very gentle and kind soul that might break if you hold it the wrong way. Such a soft man melting right into your arms while he shudders and shakes. You're his world, he can't take the chance of getting you involved with him yet you're already in so deep. People will come after you soon enough, and the law will come for you too. Not a single person leaves his hold unharmed and it's sad.
Vash lifts his head. "Come with me. You can't stay here by yourself anymore." Despite the dangers he knows will find you out there with him, Vash knows he'll at least be there to keep you safe. As long as you're by his side nothing bad will happen. "I can't let you be here alone. If someone comes and I'm not here-"
You cup his face in your hands. "I'll be right by your side as long as you'll allow it." Your words are so kind and welcoming, it makes Vash's heart swell. Even knowing what fate might await you with him you always stick by his side, never daring to stray far from his grasp and keeping his insecurities away.
"I love you. I'm so sorry I even thought of breaking up with you." He presses a kiss to your forehead. "It'll never happen again, I swear."
With a kind smile you rub his cheek with your thumb. "It's ok. Just shut up and kiss me. That'll be your apology."
He nods and without question and presses his lips to yours. They meld perfectly together like pieces of a puzzle while you move in tandem. He is gentle and firm, not wanting to pull away in fear of it never happening again. Instead he nibbles at your bottom lip, his sharp canines poking a hole in your skin. Gasping for but a bright moment, you're stopped by his tongue intruding your mouth. You don't resist and close your eyes to let the feeling wash over you. The feeling of comfort and safety in his grasp. The one he offers to you anytime he's nearby. This is home.
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withlove-angel · 7 months
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⚠️warning: platonic love, heartbreak
Love?
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Buggy was inside of a bar with his crew, being upset and watching his crew have fun. He had no idea what he was upset about but he was a bit moody.
"Hey barkeep can I get a beer over here or something? What the hell's the hold up?!" Buggy yelled. He was more impatient and a pain in the ass.
The barkeeper managed to hand his order, its a busy day for the ones who work on this bar...
Buggy's eyes widened as he saw y/n. He had left her sleeping on the ship...
His girlfriend walk closer to him "buggs" she rest her hands on his shoulderas her boobs press against his back "on the bar again?"
Buggy was speechless, turned his face to her. "Hey Angel" He sounded upset.
"Whats the matter?" The girl had a worried face on. He is still not used to someone caring about him, it make him feel uncomfortable
The clown still looked annoyed "Oh nothing" Buggy muttered before sighing. He took his drink and took it down in one gulp.
She place her hand on top of his hand that is holding his cup, taking away from his lips "its not nothing if you are upset about it" she say sweetly, trying to help him even when look like he dont want her close.
Buggy tried to smile at her, but his face cant hide how annoyed he is. "It's nothing, y/n" He said harshly, his hands making a strong sound as he olac them on th table he is sitting "I don't feel like talking." He sighed and looked away, his leg shaking, his breath smelling a strong scent of alcohol.
She kiss him sweetly on his cheeks, trying to light his mood but only reciving his eyes rolling "im not gonna force you to talk... but... please dont take your frustration on the alcohol..."
Buggy blushed a bit, y/n dont know if it was because of the kiss or because he is slightly drunk, but then sighed again. He didn't want to say how he really felt. He put down the cup and the bartender filled it again with beer. Buggy kept his mouth shut and took a big sip.
"Buggy" she glare at him. He knows how much she hate when he takes his frustration on alcohol as he always did before meet her. This make her feel useless, she just wanted to help him...
"What!?" Buggy snapped at her. He was starting to get heated up. He was staarting to feel his blood boiling. "Just leave me alone! You just piss me off, i don'tneed you!" He growled and turned his back to her.
"Fine" she say upset "but dont say no one care about you when you were the one who snaped me away"
The captain scoffed and rolled his eyes. He drank all of the beer in his cup and pounded it on the table."Whatever," He mumbled and then tried to ignore y/n, and the tears that started to roll down her cheeks as she start to leave the bar... He just hurted the fisrt person that loves him for who he is in all his life...
For some reason e couldn't ignore y/n now. He turned around and saw her tears. He felt guilty but he still wouldn't apologize with sincerity. "Fine, I'm sorry" He said, rolling his eyes again.
She look at him like he just did something terrible... she never looked at him like that, her sweet look that he deny but he loves, wasn't there anymore. She leave the bar, letting him alone with his crew.
Buggy took another sip from his beer and he felt even more upset now than he did before. He couldn't stop thinking about how he hurt her. He knew y/n was the first person to truly love him, so maybe he should be nicer to her. That was a difficult thought to accept. He thought about y/n for a while and then decided to look for her. He walked out of the bar and tried to find his upset girlfriend.
He finded her crying her heart out on the beach next to where his ship is.
Buggy approached a crying y/n and he kneeled down next to her. He felt bad for making her cry. He then put his hand on her shoulder and started patting it. "What's wrong, Angel?" He asked her, sounding more concerned.
"I love you buggy... i really do... i gave up my old life to live with you on the sea... but i don't feel that you like me... you treat me like...like trash" she finally say
"Angel" Buggy sighed. He knew she loved him, but he didn't know how to love her back. His life had always been about himself. He didn't like anyone. "I love you too" He said, but he didn't sound that genuine. Buggy could see how heartbroken she was now, really because how sad her eyes had became.
He felt bad for her now. He sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulders. He was confused about his feelings, he was always rude with everyon, its weird not being like that "Look, I said I love you, okay? I don't know what else you want me to do" He scoffed. "I said I love you. Happy now?"
She shakes her head, looking at his face while tears fall down, hugging herself as she bend her body away from his "you love me buggy? You really do?" She don't believe a word that he said. It hurted buggy, more then he imagined...
"Yeah! Of course, I do. What else do you want from me?" Buggy frowned and turned to her. "I said it already, and yeah, I do love you. Okay? So stop crying and bitching about it. Its not a big deal" He sighed. It was like he really wasn't trying to comfort her in anyway. He didn't want to put any effort into apologizing to y/n.
She shakes her head stop looking at him, she start thinking and it scared Buggy more than he wants o admit. She always was so open to him, even when he didn't want to, he didn't like it... or it was what he thought...
"Angel, look at me" Buggy grabbed harsly and turned her head to face him, leavinga red mark on her cheeks. "I said I love you, alright? I'm not really good at this, but I'm trying. You really need to stop crying now. I can'tbare a cry baby" He sighed and let her go, pushing her face away .
"Im tired" she say, pressing her hand on her cheeks as it is hurting "tired to dreaming that one day you will love me back as much as i love you" she say as she is finding the conclusion of something. Buggy eyes hiden, his legs start to shaking. He know he dont love her as much as she loves him... but she wont leave him right? She loves him... she wont leave... right?
->part2
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mar1ee · 1 year
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so I finally decided to write something. sorry if this is cringe cus it's my first time writing something like this. also english isnt my first language.
i think neymar wouldn't do this irl it's just for the plot
pairings: neymar x reader
warnings: cuss words, angst, idk what else really
you and neymar had an argument on his game day and he blamed the loss on you- angst ending with fluff
I am sorry meu amor
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you were currently in your office working, thinking about a stupid argument you had with neymar this morning.
"he is definitely flirting with you y/n" neymar said with anger in his voice. you couldn't believe he is making this an argument. "neymar, he is an old friend from school" you said almost yelling. "yeah just a friend, then why is he flirting with you?" he said. "neymar stop this. i cant have friends just because your fucking jealous even if a guy looks at me!" you said raising your voice. "he even has a wife and kids!" you said. "well I guess that still doesn't stop him from flirting with my girlfriend!" he yelled at you like it was your fault that the guy complimented your body. "i cant do this anymore. have a nice day." you said calmly. then you walked out of the house.
neymar had a game today. but you couldn't come because you had a lot of work. maybe it was better.
you entered the house and you immediately turned on the TV. you sat on the sofa and grabbed the remote. you clicked the numbers of the sports channel. you saw that PSG is losing. you thought to your self, that if they are gonna loose, it is not gonna help with the situation between you and your boyfriend.
it was the end of the game and PSG lost. you decided to be nice to neymar and just forget about the argument.
"hi ney" you said as soon as you heard the door open. but you didn't receive an answer. "you did good" you said when you saw him coming into the kitchen. "no i didn't, in fact it's your fault" he said not even looking at you. you couldn't believe it. did he just blame the loss on you? "what?" was the only word that came out of your mouth. "yeah you heard me. if you didn't cause the stupid argument i wouldn't be mad and I would play better." he said. is he serious right now? he caused the whole argument and he dares to blame it on you. "neymar, you can't be fucking serious right now. you are blaming the argument that was caused by your stupid egoistic ass, on me?" you said raising your voice. you wanted to cry. it was stupid, but you wanted to. "i gave you everything. i find time just for your games to support you. i was there with you when you lost, when you won, when you were injured. i did everything just to make you happy and you reward me with this? i cant have friends! i don't remember the last time I went out! and it's just because of you!" you said while tears streamed down your face. neymar meanwhile realized that you were right. he tried to hug you but you stepped back. "dont try to say sorry to me right now." these were the last words you said before going to get your things. you weren't going anywhere, because you didn't have anywhere to go, but the guest room was empty, so that was going to be your room for a few days you thought.
when neymar went to sleep he didn't find you in bed. he was regretting what he said. you were right he was jealous even if a guy looked at you. it was because he couldn't even imagine the feeling of loosing you. he was scared you are gonna leave him cause he's not enough. that's why he was so overprotective. he didn't really sleep that night the feeling not having you beside him was absolutely terrible. he wanted to make it up to you.
you woke up really late. you didn't care about sleeping alone because neymar was traveling alot because of football, so you were used to sleeping alone for few days. you didn't want to meet him in the kitchen, but you didn't have any other option since you were starving. as you walked down the stairs your nose caught a beautiful smell of food being cooked. of course you wished to go downstairs hug him and have a breakfast with your boyfriend but you were pretty stubborn, well until you saw what he did. your heart immediately melted when you saw the biggest bouquet of flowers, few designer bags, your favourite snacks laying on the table. you went to neymar to hug him but he stopped you. "y/n i am so sorry for saying that last night. i am an complete idiot. i never want to experience a night without you again. i am so jealous just because the thought, of you, leaving me hurts. it's not because I think you would cheat, but because i dont know if i am enough for you. as you said, you did everything for me and you were here in every situation. i don't deserve you. i am sorry meu amor." he said while few tears fell from his beautiful eyes. of course you were gonna forgive him. you wiped away the tears and kissed him. "apology excepted" you said smiling. "and please never think like this about yourself again. you are more than enough. i love you so much." you said and kissed him once again. it was a long passionate kiss and you wished that could last forever.
this is horrible i am so sorry. plus there is probably alot of mistakes 🙈 if you like my writing you can write requests!
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fanfiction4sooya · 9 months
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Let me help (Tiffany x Fem!R)
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Was feeling soft today so decided to go for a bit of fluff, but the end is just smut since (I'm a whore and cant contain myself) I thought it made sense for the story.
I'm ALWAYS up to writing for snsd, so send requests if you wanna talk abt them 💖💖💖
Mommy tiffany young, smut, fingering, oral, praising, +18, angst, mentions of harassment on work settings;
It was a horrible day.
It started good as usual, you were full of joy since you loved your job and your little routine. But it all went south when you stepped inside the office, coffee in hand and a big smile on your lips.
Your boss, may the devil take his soul, gave you three different contracts to redact before noon and kept rushing you all the time, passing by your desk and tapping his expensive watch in front of your face; watching you all the time, quietly cornering you when you were alone.
"Creep" You said to yourself as he went away, trying your best to ignore that gut wrenching feeling as he observed you.
He was having that type of behavior since you rejected him on the latest happy hour, telling him you already seeing someone. Of course he didn't believe you, but it was true. "Is he better than me? More good looking? Come on, he doesn't need to know" He said all that and concluded that you were lying to not engage with him. If he even knew...
Tiffany Young, your boss's boss was the person you were seeing. Of course he didn't knew that, very few people knew. You didn't want anyone to know so you wouldn't be seen as a gold digger after all.
She worked at another company and owned the one you worked at, but still. You didn't want to be anyone's target.
It was finally time to leave and your body was sore, you had a massive headache and you felt like crap. You just wanted to get home and pretend nothing happened, reluctant on telling Tiff what happened since you didn't wanted to bother her but it was almost impossible to keep anything from that woman.
When you got home she was already there still on her work attire, her hair up on a bun. God, she was gorgeous.
"Hi, baby" She went your way hugging you as you tensed a bit.
"Hi, Tiff" You sheepishly said, holding back the urge to cry.
"Did something happen?" She said, worried eyes meeting your sad ones. You pouted, really on the verge of tears, sniffling a bit. "Oh, sweetie..." She hugged you again, petting your hair as you nuzzled into her neck and started quietly sniffling.
After a while she managed to calm you down a little and prepare a hot bath for you, helping you take off your clothes and enter the bathtub as she did the same, positioning herself behind you. Her boobs pressed against your back almost made you give up on telling her anything as she washed you.
She didn't rush you, didn't say anything as she kept you company; After a while you finally mustered some courage.
"Mommy" You quietly called her. "I need to tell you something..." You looked down at the water and she positioned her chin on your shoulder.
"I'm all ears, my love" She kissed your skin and that made you relax enough to tell her everything that was happening as she attentively listened.
You felt her slightly tense behind you as you were talking. You knew it wasn't jealousy, it was pure rage, her protective side kicking in hard.
"'I'm so sorry you had to go through that, baby" She hugged you. "Don't worry anymore, I'll take care of it" She said, her tone lower and quite dangerous.
"Thank you for not scolding me" You were a little bit ashamed it took you almost a week to tell her. She gently held your chin, turning your face to look at her, kissing your lips in such a passionate way that it got you dizzy.
"Thank you for trusting me with such delicate matter, my love" That made your heart melt. "I would never judge your decisions, specially on this" She said, her nose touching yours. "You are so brave, baby"
She was so encouraging, so careful, it was turning you on. That secure side, her honey-like voice, the way you felt so protected, everything felt so attractive that you found it hard to hold yourself back.
You turned around on her embrace, straddling her naked form and pressing your hips against hers.
"I love you so much" You said, kissing her more passionately now as she hugged your waist kissing you with equal fervor.
"I love you, baby" You breathed heavily as she licked your lips, sucking your bottom one. That made your hips jolt, slowly grinding. "Are you sure?" She whispered and you nodded, moaning against her lips.
"Make me forget mommy, please" You pleaded and again you felt her tense under you. She loved when you pleaded for her.
"Anything for you, my love" She said, before kissing you.
She kissed you slowly, caressing your back and cupping your ass so you would grind a little harder. You rolled your eyes as she kissed your neck, trailing off to one of your stiff nipples; That made you whine, gripping hard at the sides of the bathtub. She alternated between long and hard sucks and some more shallow, light ones.
She stood up with you still on her lap placing you on the cold marble sink of her expensive bathroom, the sudden cold made you shiver a bit but her hot body made you entirely forget anything that wasn't her.
She touched you lightly at first, two fingers circling your clit making you moan and she smiled against your skin as she went down on her knees.
"My pretty girl" She said as she licked your inner thigh, eyeing your already reddened cunt. "Pinch your nipples for me, baby" She knew how you loved getting ordered around during sex and loved even more getting your nipples stimulated when getting head. "And keep your eyes on me, princess" She smiled, holding your legs. "I like it when you watch me eat"
She dove on your pussy, licking first at your slit to gather your wetness. You opened your mouth to moan but even that was hard, pinching hard on both of your nipples, your eyes glued to Tiffany's beautiful face, her hair completely tossed to the side as she sucked hungrier and hungrier. She hummed, tasting you in the most obscene way ever, making sure that you were seeing her enter your pussy with her tongue.
"Mommy" You cried out, bucking against her face. Trembling, shivering, cursing a lot when she switched her tongue with her fingers, massaging your spongy spot and fully making out with your swollen clit.
"You look so pretty with my fingers inside you, baby" She said, getting up and kissing you. "My pretty thing" She moaned when you clenched, taking your hand from your nipple to replace with her mouth. She fucked you hard now; your pussy wet and loud as she added a third finger, making you close your eyes and throw your head back. "Open your eyes, sweetie"
Pulling you from the sink, she made you stand on shaky legs as she quickly turned you around to face the mirror, holding your chin.
"Open it" She ordered again, slamming her fingers inside you, kissing your neck from behind. You shivered, forcing yourself to obey. "That'is it, sweetie" She smiled. "Look at your pretty face, look how hot you are when my fingers are all up your pussy, baby"
Indeed, you were hot like that. Disheveled hair, sweaty forehead, blushed cheeks; you put your tongue out, sucking on the fingers that were previously on your chin. That made her mind go fuzzy with desire, her fingers slamming against your core even harder now.
You moaned loudly, clenching, shaking so hard it was impossible to stay up if it wasn't for her body pressing your front against the sink. You felt that familiar tightening on your belly, feeling yourself spilling your juices on her hand.
"Mommy, fuck-" You managed to say even with your stuffed mouth, coming so hard you kind of blacked out for a moment.
Still holding your limp body she slowly took off her fingers from inside you, turning you around to kiss your puffy lips and press her body against yours.
She took you to bed after a while, laying you literally on top of her as she caressed your back, humming a soft lullaby.
Her warmth was something so utterly safe that it made you curl up and stay on her lap like a kitty would do to it's owner, so protective and quiet in a good way.
"How are you feeling?" She said as your head nuzzled to her neck.
"Loved" You said, not thinking twice. She softly laughed.
"No, baby" You looked up at her. "About that jackass" Her eyes lost a little of it's sparkle when she mentioned him.
"Oh" you blushed a bit. "I feel lighter now that I told you" You took a deep breath.
"You can tell me anything, sweetie" She kissed your lips and then your forehead. "And always count on me for help"
You nodded, kissing the corner of her lips, that pretty eye smile making your heart swell.
"I know, mommy" You said, feeling happy to be hers.
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savannahsdeath · 9 months
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DEALER!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER
♯christmas visit
PART 2TWO
part 1one
mdni please<3
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summary: ellie cant keep quiet anymore and that makes the tension even stronger. eventually the visit comes to an end and els wants to relieve the stress
warnings: 18+!! smut, language, weed
writers note: this is probably the last part because like ?? what else could happen??😓buut if anyone has any ideas then you can lmk and ill definitely continue it !!
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Your mother's face showed a look of disgust as she quickly realized what was happening between you and your girlfriend, and it only grew her anger. She turned back to you, shaking her head in disappointment and disbelief. "It's clear to me that she's just after your body and doesn't care about you at all."
Ellie pulled up your head and kissed your cheek, just to mess with your mother even more. "Oh, is that so?" Ellie said in a taunting tone, just to make your mother more pissed off.
You nudged her leg under the table as if to beg her to stop and act formal.
"Ellie, please..." You mumbled, leaning against the table and hiding your face in your hands. "You both need to stop."
Ellie laughed as she pulled your face away from your hands. "Oh come on, why are you hiding? She already knows anyways." She smirked, as she squeezed your thigh and leaned back to look at your mother, to see how she would react. "Well, since you brought it up, maybe we are more than just friends, what's wrong with that?" Ellie chuckled. Your mother's expression got to the point where it was almost hysterical.
"Ellie! You fucking promis-" You hissed, cutting off mid sentence to take a deep breath and calm down.
Ellie continued to smile at the hilarious expression your mother was giving off.
"Shhh, keep that tone of yours down, I want to see how far this goes." Ellie smirked as her fingers continued to slide up you thighs. "Or, you know, I can't stand seeing you like that. There's a rolled blunt in the bathroom, I thought you'll need it." She added after a moment.
"I can't leave you alone with her." You whispered back.
She suddenly turned more stern snd serious. "Trust me."
You quickly made up some poor excuse and stood up. Your mother's eyes followed you closely. As you passed by Ellie, you could feel her hands slowly caressing your back and you hear her say quiet 'go, go'.
Once you entered the bathroom and you looked in the mirror, you noticed that your face is redder than usual. You felt and saw the effects of arousal from what Ellie did, as you tried to compose yourself and grabbed the blunt that Els mentioned earlier. After opening the window you took a moment to smoke up, before you gathered yourself up and went back to the living room. You looked around but you couldn't see your mother.
"She left?" You frowned as the realization hit you. "God, what did you tell her?"
"Well, I told her how much I appreciate her visit." Ellie taunted you, as she placed her hand on your neck and pulled you towards her. "And how much I care about her seeing me as a criminal." She said as she smirked, while looking into your eyes, and caressing your neck.
"Well, at least you made your point." You chuckled as you looked back at Ellie. She had her arms wrapped around you as she nuzzled up to your neck. She looked back at you with a playful smirk, her eyes filled with mischief. "Do you want to do something that would definitely make your mother cry if she knew?" Ellie whispered in your ear, as you felt her hands travel slowly down your body.
You didn't even need to answer - she was reading your mind.
She was too busy with you to think about going to bedroom, so you stayed in the living room. Couch was definitely less comfortable but you didn't have time to think about it.
When she took of your pants, revealing your soaked underwear, she couldn't help but mumble a "Jesus..." under her breath, chuckling. You were to embarrased to say anything, so you only sighed, your mind going back to the moment when she was stroking your thigh in a suggestive way right in front of your mother.
She was teasing you for a long, long time, tilting her head and smirking as she saw you begging and whining for her. She loved seeing you like that - a complete mess, squirming at her touch.
"Els, please..." You looked at her with teary eyes.
"Please what?" Her stupid grin widened. "Talk to me. Use your words."
Her fingers were rubbing your clit in a painfully slow way that was enough to make you moan but not to make you satisfied.
"Please..." You held her free hand, playing with her swallowed from playing the guitar fingers. "Don't do this..."
"Do what? You're being vague." She kept making fun of you, pretending to be concerned. "Alright, alright. I get it." She finally whispered as she suddenly pushed two fingers into you, making you gasp and clench your thighs together. "No, no, open up." She giggled again.
You tried your best to, you really did, but she ended up doing it forcefully.
She was making eye contact with you the entire time which made you even more embarrased. Sometimes she'd look away to make sure her fingers are well adjusted and succeeding to hit your g spot. But when you looked away, she was turning mad in a second. Her moves getting more rough and her free hand grabbing your chin to turn it back in her direction. Even after you looked back at her, she continued her rough act for a few more minutes. Not that it surprised you - she's usually rough.
"What was it again? Oh, I'm just after your body!" She laughed, clearly mocking your mother, like she always did. "She has no idea you're the one begging, does she? Yeah, don't worry, I won't tell her about this one. If you'll behave, that is."
You knew she's only taunting you but you still forced yourself to not break the eye contact ever again this night.
You felt Ellie's fingers moving inside you, stretching your entrance that was unbelievably tight around her. She occasionally leaned down to plant a soft kiss on your neck, jaw or clit when your little whimpers made her proud.
Eventually, after probably a few rounds (you didn't count, you wouldn't even be able to), instead of going slower, her pace was only getting faster. Your mother must really piss her off. You were wondering how her fingers didn't fall off by now but she seemed completely chill about it.
"Aww, you look... tired. What's the matter?" She laughed.
She hit a sensitive spot of nerves deep inside of your soaked cunt, making you cry out loud. You managed not to look away from her eyes but your body wasn't as calm. Luckily, Ellie's strong grip held you in place.
Her thumb rested on your clit, rubbing it from time to time. She couldn't stay quiet, she kept asking questions. Since your last orgasm, the only words coming from your mouth were 'Ellie', 'Els' and 'please' and with such of a poor vocabulary you weren't able to answer questions such as 'What's the matter?', 'Tell me what's wrong' nor 'Does it feel good?'. So everytime you'd try to say something, mumbling simple "Ellie, please, Ells... Please, pleeeaaase..." you were getting cut off by hers "I know, pretty girl, just look at me." and so you did.
Not long after that your god-knows-which release was starting to get horribly close, so you stuttered your Ellie's and please's to let her know.
She looked at you with a weird expression, like she was pitying you, but you knew she wasn't.
"God, you'll pass out if we keep it going. You poor, little thing..." She smirked.
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mari-the-bimbo · 2 years
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Bro, you got me OBSESSED with dormmate Sukuna (I read it all in one go)! You're so talented, god fucking dammit I love your writing!
I do have a request though but please feel free to say no if you don't like it, but I'm a thirsty bitch for some angst so could you make a dormmate Sukuna where he gets into an argument with the reader and say some mean stuff in the heat of the moment and she leaves? Like, she takes the car as leves, vanishing without saying another word and he doesn't know if she's okay or anything like that, and you can finish with some fluff idk I just had this idea while taking a shower lmao
Dorm mate Sukuna: the storm brewing
A/N: Is it even a series if I don’t randomly add angst before the confessions? 😼Thank you for the request! Hope you enjoy! <3
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“Oh boy” Yuuji sighed as he exited the dorm. He knew the storm was coming, Yuuji already heard the news about Sukuna beating up one of your male friends and as he watched you make your way over to Sukuna, he knew it was best to stay out of the incoming mess.
“- you can’t just beat people up Sukuna, all he did was talk to me”
The tatted, unbothered dorm mate shakes his head. “Everyone knows he’s a fuckboy y/n, it’s not that deep”
“No he’s not Sukuna. And he wasn’t even flirting with me! He was asking about my day because he’s my frie-“
“Aren’t you the one always complaining those college boys annoy you? Shouldn’t you be thanking me?” He asks dryly as he takes a puff of his cigarette tiredly.
“No Sukuna! I won’t thank you for beating up of friend of mine!” You snap.
Sukuna is stunned into silence. Then a crease formed in his eyebrows, why were you getting so defensive? Can you not just have some trust that he did it for a good reason and leave him alone?
But that was the problem. Sukuna himself knew there was no good reason.
Only a bad reason. The reasoning of him wanting to kill any man that looks your way lately. The reason that repressing his romantic feelings for you was starting to consume whatever pieces of sanity he had left.
“Why did you do it?”
Why did he do it? Because he doesn’t know how to process his feelings for you? It confused him, frustrated him and your insistence was only driving him more mad. He needed to be alone and figure it out. Your questions started to sound like a headache.
But he wasn’t the only one going mad. Rage filled your body as you watched your dorm mate ignore you and groan as he rubbed his head instead. It’s almost as if he saw your feelings as irrelevant. If only you knew the real reason.
“Sukuna hello???”
He squeezed his eyes shut trying to cancel out your voice, it’s the last thing he needed right now. God please just stop-
“Sukuna im asking you a question!”
“AND IM ASKING YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!” He roars, throwing his cigarette on the kitchen floor.
Now it was your turn to be stunned into silence.
“YOU’RE SUCH A FUCKING WHORE YOU KNOW THAT? I HELP DRIVE THOSE BASTARDS AWAY FROM YOU AND YOU COME BACK CRYING LIKE A BITCH NOW THAT YOU CANT GET THEIR ATTENTION ANYMORE” he screams.
Silence fell upon the room. All that could be heard is Sukuna heavy panting after his string of vile words. Vile words that he knew weren’t true.
You stare at the man in front of you. You don’t see your loving, manly dorm mate who you have feelings for, just a selfish, violent man. And suddenly you realised you didn’t want to be in a room with such a man.
Before you turned away, you saw the instant guilt in his red eyes as he watched a tear fall from your eyes, but it was too late.
“Y/n-“
“Save it”
And those were the last words Sukuna heard from you as you left the dorm without a word.
Sukuna slumped back into the chair in defeat at the sound of the door. What has he done?
Rough fingers pulled his dishevelled pink hair in frustration as his mind flashed pictures of your teary eyes.
Sure, he’s made you cry before, whether it was pulling your hair, or eating your food, but never heartbreak. Never that. He was supposed to be your hero, not the villain. He was tired of being the villain. For once he was just supposed someone’s beloved. But now he ruined that too.
He wasn’t going to look for you, he’s done enough damage already. He always knew he wasn’t good enough for you. Today he proved it.
To think all of this could’ve been prevented if only Sukuna understood love.
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touch me\ellie williams
toxic!ellie x fem!reader
ellie cheated on u & this is the breakup sex angst, smut, oral (r!recieving), strap usage (r!recieving), crying (both r! and ellie), ANGST!!!!!!! cheating, etcetc a/n: this is my first fanfic so feeling a lil nervous... hope you enjoy :) (a little death - the neighbourhood inspired this)
you and ellie had been broken up for almost two months. you were the one to do it, as you caught ellie with a girl at a party, whom she said to ‘not to worry about.' her fingers were down that girls throat on that couch and you saw it with your own eyes. she was a fucking liar.
ellie had always been popular with the girls on campus, but you never worried about it because you were hers, as she would say, and she made you believe you were enough. boy was she wrong.
she begged and begged for days after you broke up, so much that eventually you had to block her number. "i messed up so badly baby, please, i cant go on without you." she was helpless, couldn't eat or sleep after you left her. she was a complete mess, dina told you that she couldn't even get out of her bed to shower for two straight weeks. all of her soaps smelled like you, her bedsheets did too, that's why she couldn't leave them.
you loved ellie more than anyone ever could. she was your entire world.. until she wasnt.
all of the trust you had for that woman was shattered.
you jolted out of your thoughts as your apartment door was being slammed on. it was two a.m., you were sitting in one of ellie's old band tees on your bed, just about to fall asleep...
bang bang bang
"fuck.." you muttered as you got up quietly, grabbing your lamp from the side table as a weapon. you had no idea who could be psychotically banging on your door at this hour..
you quickly turned the knob, opening the door and about to swing on the unsuspecting mass murder, but
you're met with ellie. a very disheveled ellie; hair cut in a very messy shag, her sweatshirt hanging off her skinny frame, sweat glistening on her forehead. she was panting like a dog, maybe because she ran all the way here…
"ellie- what the fuck are you doing?!" you dropped the lamp at your surprise, growing angry at her for being here when you specifically told her you never wanted to see her again.
"i-i'm sorry, fuck. can i come in?" her voice was raspy and low, and you noticed how her eyes were sunken in and the color was drained from her face. she looked awful.
against your better judgement, you let her in and sat her down on your couch.
you stood in front of her, making her look up to you. she looked at you with a certain yearning that you've never seen from her before.
your eyebrows quirked up, waiting for ellie to tell you why she was here.
"i cant do this anymore." she said bluntly, eyebrows furrowing as she chewed on her bottom lip as she always did when she was nervous. "i cant live like this, knowing you hate me because of what i did. it's my fault, i know, and i never should've let that girl climb on top of me like that..." she looked down at her hands which were fiddling on her lap.
she took a deep breath, "i just needed to look at you one more time. to hear you one more time…”
your heart pained as you saw your ellie, broken in front of you. she was never like this, always cracking jokes and getting all cheeky around you. she would never show this side to you, even when you asked how she really felt. this felt so surreal, she was actually being honest for once.
tears brimmed her eyes once she finally looked back up to your standing form. "one last time. then i'll leave you alone, i promise."
you brought your hand up to cup her cheek, a tear rolled down her freckled skin as she shut her eyes and leaned into your touch.
"touch me," she whispered, "please."
you knew this would be the last time with ellie. you didn't seem to have enough time, it felt, as you slammed your lips onto hers harshly while pulling her up off the couch. she moaned into your mouth as her hands clung to your hips, pushing you back into your bedroom. she knew your apartment like the back of her hand.
your hands strung into her short hair, pulling at her roots as she pushed you against the wall.
you pulled at her sweatshirt, making her pull her head back and ask "are you sure?" breathlessly. her eyebrows furrowed with worry as she didnt want to do anything for you to regret. you already regretted so much with her..
you nodded and kissed her again, not wanting to think about anything except her lips and the ache between your legs.
she began to take your her shirt off, sighing at your body underneath. god, she loved every curve of your stomach, every mark on your skin. she had your entire body memorized, every soft spot and every tick.
ellie bent and started to kiss down your stomach, not stopping until she got to your inner thighs. she kissed your clothed cunt, earning a whimper from you from above. her favorite fucking sound.
her fingers slowly dragged your panties down to the floor, she kissed all the way back up in an attempt to savor the moment, which was going by way too fast for her liking.
"els.. please-" you whined as you grew impatient, wanting her to satisfy you as she was the only one who knew how.
"right here, baby, im right here." she said, moving her mouth onto your ache. her tongue swirled throughout your folds, finally making its way to your clit. she sucked harshly on the bud, making your hands move to her hair to pull harshly. you knew it always turned her on when you pulled her hair-- she moaned into your pussy at the action.
her entire body was tingling. she needed to be inside you, to feel your inner walls that she loved so much.
your moans grew louder as she worked her tongue into you, and soon enough you both moved to the bed with her on top of you. "god, you're so fucking pretty." she said while looking down at your pretty flushed face.
her hands roamed your body, never getting enough. your eyes brimmed with tears as you recalled your first time with her, she was so nervous. she kept asking 'is this okay?' 'can i touch you here?' 'am i going too hard?'
it was hard to keep your composure as the love of your life was no longer yours.
ellie kissed away your tears as she fucked into you, whispering her sweet nothings like she always did. your face was buried in the crook of her neck as her strap thrusted deep inside; she hit your soft spot with every single thrust every. single. time.
your orgasm was creeping up, and she knew. "not yet baby-- need you to hold on just a little longer." she kissed your head and fucked harder, making you scream out into her shoulder.
"let me see you." she breathed out. you lifted your head from her shoulder, looking up at her with your glassy, red eyes. your lips were red and swollen from the crying, making them perfectly kissable to her. you really were so fucking pretty, even in your fucked-out-crying state. you always looked beautiful under her, she thought.
your eyes clamped shut and your mouth fell open, indicating your release. loud moans and harsh thrusting was all ellie could hear. you yelled out her name in a tone so pornographic that ellie almost came just from your voice.
"fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckellieohmygodFUCK"
"shh pretty girl. i got you." she calmed you down, stroking your head as she moved you on top of her so she could hold you fully. she was about to pull out, but you whined, "nono, stay inside. please." ellie didnt move an inch. you didnt want her to leave, didnt want to feel that emptiness from before.
her head leaned up against your headboard as she held you, just admiring your sleepy state. she too felt exhausted, for it seemed that she could only get fully rested when you were holding her. she hadnt slept comfortably in more than two months.
she held onto you tightly because she knew this wouldnt last. that, in the morning, she would be gone before you wake up. her girl, fast asleep on her chest, looking so peaceful. she watched your head rise and fall with her chest, and she's never felt more in love with you then in that moment.
god, she fucked up so bad.
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