#it sounded so desperate i dont what to tell ya

[cy-tick7]

Nah, but like the fact that Zoro and Law went from “Zoro casually throwing an arm around Law without a second thought” to “Law saying the plan isn’t worth for someone dying, namely Zoro, while he tries so hard trying to prevent Zoro from dying while shouting out his name with so much raw emotion and pure angst” and I’m like tf happened between the two of them off screen

#I had to say it #not a complaint #i just need some answers #no one knows what happened to them from Zou to Wano #haven't watched the anime yet but i will now #i could still feel the pain from Law #from pictures #it sounded so desperate i dont what to tell ya #zolaw #lawzo #roronoa zoro #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar law #the ANGST #screaming #so soft yet barely enough screentime for my sake #I am punchin the air rn

[evie-sturns]

ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ - ᴄʜʀɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

summary: chris has always been your best friend until one night everything changes when you lose your virginity to him.

contains: smut, gentle chris, swearing, fluff.

———------------.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.-----------------——

chris and i tell eachother everything, i mean everything. we've been friends since the 6th grade and have no secrets, except for one. i'm a virgin. in my defence hes never really asked but its my biggest insecurity

its 11pm, me, nick, matt, chris and madi are sitting on the sturniolos couch, im cuddled against nick as matt and chris scroll on their phone.

madi is talking about a hookup experience right infront of us. ive never really hung out with her alone but she seems to overshare. a lot. "y/n, you know how when then finish they make strange ass noises?" she continues "mhm.." i lie, "but oh my god he was making demonic sounds like what the fuck" she says laughing.

after 5 more minutes of her talking, i feel humiliated, everyone else in the room except for me is laughing along with her and agreeing.

she wont stop.

i grab my phone then stand up off the couch, walking out of room in and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. i hear the living room go silent apart from a few whispers "chris go see whats wrong!" i hear nick say quietly and then shuffling, followed by 3 knocks on the bathroom door.

"y/n? you okay?" i hear chris say softly.

"please go away chris."

"im not gonna go away sweetheart, please talk to me." chris whispers through the door.

after a few minutes i unlock the door. chris opens it slowly to find me inside, eyes puffy from the few tears i shed. "oh y/n.." chris says sympathetically before pulling me into a hug, rubbing my back. "c'mon, lets go to my room so you can talk to me." he offers and i nod. he takes my hand as we open the door to his bedroom.

he sits down on the floor, resting his back against the side of his bed. i sit down next to him and lay my head on his shoulder.

i take a deep breath "im a virgin." i say bluntly, but quietly. he tenses slightly then nods understandably.

"and its fucking embarrasing when madis talking about fucking random dudes infront of me, its quite frankly humiliating." i continue "because im almost 21 and ive never done anything." i sigh.

an uncomfortable silence grows for a few seconds "this might be weird, and if you dont want to we can never talk about any of this again, but i could.." he pauses

"i could help..?" he says nervously

"help?" i repeat, slightly confused.

"i mean we've been best friends for like 9 years, i could y'know. teach ya? like platonically though." he says holding my hand.

another silence grows.

"okay!" i say nervously

"ok?" he whispers

"you can, lead the way?" i offer and he smiles.

he stands up, before leaning down and pulling me up by my wrists. we're both clearly nervous. "do i uh, have your like.. full consent?" he says concerned and i let out a small laugh "yes chris, you do, you're the person im most comfortable with."

he lifts his shirt off over his head, i blush, why am i blushing?

he throws his shirt to the floor before pulling mine off, revealing my white bra, which he quickly unclasps. he leans down and grabs my jaw, pulling me into a soft kiss. my heart rate increases as i realise this is chris, my best friend.

he picks me up by my ass and places me gently on my back on his mattress, the same one that we were giggling on yesterday. he pulls down my shorts, then my panties. leaving me revealed on the bed. he looms over me before pulling me by my thighs to the edge of the bed. he leans down between my thighs, his cold breath against my heat.

he drags his tongue all the way from my hole to my clit forcing a desperate moan out of me. "tastes so fucking good." he mumbles which causes me to squirm. he stands up and unbuckles his leather belt, letting it fall to the floor before he unbuttons his baggy jeans.

he stands in-between my legs in his boxers, it feels wrong, but so fucking right. "you ready baby?"

baby?

"im nervous chris, what if it hurts."

"dont be, it doesnt have to hurt, mhm?" he says reassuringly as he nods his head at me.

"i trust you chris.." i say smiling as he grabs the inside of my thigh "can you spread a little more?" he says and i comply.

after what feels like forever he pulls down his boxers slowly, letting his boner spring out, hitting his stomach. i instantly sit up in shock "chris-." i stutter as i look up at him

"you're okay, it wont hurt if you relax. ill go super slow hm?" he reasures and i nod.

"lay back down princess." he whispers.

i lay back down and reach for chris's hand, its always been a comfort thing for me and right now i need it more than ever.

his dick is strangely perfect.

i take a deep breath and squeeze chris's hand as his tip pushes against my entrance. he pushes slowly inside of me, giving me only an inch or two. "fuck you're so tight." he groans making my stomach flip. "you look so beautiful taking me mhm."

as he sinks deeper into me, his balls lightly pressing against my ass.

the same boy who i used to beg to play barbies with me is now balls deep inside of me.

im a moaning mess as chris giggles slightly

"what the fuck is funny chris" i say smiling

"your moans." he says nonchalantly as he starts to thrust, kissing my cervis each time

"shut up.." i say in between moans as i squeeze his hand tighter.

without warning he pulls out which causes me to immediately grab him and pull him closer "i didnt finish chris!" i say frustrated

"shh sh, i know i know, i want you to ride me. can you do that for me?" he says which almost makes me orgasm from his words.

"okay."

he lays down beside me and grabs my waist pulling me ontop of his so im sitting on his thighs. i prop myself up above his tip as he grabs my hips. i slowly sink down on him, feeling every inch of him filling me up. i moan loudly causing him to slam a hand over my mouth "shh." he whispers as i bounce up and down, i squeeze my eyes shut as my moans are muffled by his hand.

"y/n baby, im close okay? i want you to cum with me." he groans as i bounce faster on his cock

"you ready?" he says as his breathing becomes quicker. i nod as i clench around him, instantly making him release inside of me. i follow right after him as i collapse on his chest, he reaches a hand down pulling himself out of me.

he holds me tight against his chest, my breasts push against his hard chest while he grabs my ass. "you did so fucking good, so good." he whispers into my hair. "you want me to get you dressed baby?" he offers and i nod, sitting up on his stomach. he sits up and i slide off him onto his bed. as he stands up, he holds up my panties and shoves them in his pocket. before i have time to question it hes pulling me onto my feet.

he picks me up and slings me over his shoulder. i squeal as he keep a firm grip on my thigh. pulling my shorts onto me. he places me back down onto my feet and puts my bra on. "is this right" he says with a slight laugh "yeah surprisingly!!" i say with a wide grin before pulling my shirt on.

chris finishes getting dressed and plants another kiss on my lips "was that okay for you? i hope it didnt hurt" chris asks softly "yeah it felt.. really fucking good chris." i say wiping my eyes in embarrassment.

he grabs my hand and takes me into the living room. nick is looking at chris with disgust and everyones dead silent "did you guys just fuck." matt says breaking the silence and my heart drops to my stomach

"what.." i say defensivley

"the load ass moans?" nick yells angrily.

the silence grows as chris looks like hes seen a ghost as i look up at him

chris suddenly starts "she got her period, so i took her up to my room so she could grab some fucking.. products. she was crying, they may of sounded like moans to you but she was just upset." he lies so confidently straight through his teeth which almost makes me burst out laughing.

"so im taking her home alright?" chris continues.

"shit sorry guys." nick says embarrassed "see you tommorow y/n, feel better" matt says and i smile at him.

(4 weeks later)

"hey baby, i got you these!" chris says walking into my bedroom with flowers "for what exactly" i say laughing "one month anniversary dumb fuck." chris says giving me a kiss on my lips.

4 weeks ago when he dropped me off he confessed to me.

he said he'd liked me for a while now, as in 5 years.

i hated to admit it, but i had felt the same.———------------.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.-----------------——

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo x you #chris x reader

[mysicklove]

𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖!

cw: sub! denki kaminari, gn! reader, toy use: bullet vibrator, nipple clamps, fleshlight. kinda heavy bondage (he is tied to chair lol), sadistic reader!!, denki being the biggest dork at the end, unedited (for now?) and POORLY WRITTEN lolol

wc: 1.8k

a/n: well @sorrowfulrosebud this was supposed to be a drabble. oopsies. everyone dont yell at me for writing this instead of kinktober IM SORRY. ALSO denki is a little silly at the end, I hope it doesn't ruin the mood for you guys :/ he is just such a nerd to me.

“No. No. Nonononono!” The blonde squeals, squirming in his chair. His legs try to kick up, causing his thighs to pull at the restraints.

You frown at him but ignore his plea, snapping the nipple clams onto the first nipple. He jumps in his chair and he lets out a yelp, muffling the sounds of the vibrator. “Don’t “no” me, you were the one to beg for this.”

In an instant, Denki’s face shifts into a wicked grin, and you roll your eyes. “You know I like to put on a show,” he purrs, “makes it more kinky, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, yeah, you sick pervert.” You use the remote to turn up the vibrator logged inside him a setting higher, and the blonde gulps, letting about a small mewl. Then, you clamp the metal onto his other nipple, forcing another pained noise out from his mouth.

“Ow! Ow!” He screeches, twisting from left to right in his red rope bindings. “It still hurts! Y-You got to be gentle with me!”

You reach for his thigh, giving him a teasing slap. “Quit that. Gentle with you? You would throw a hissy fit if I was.”

He remains quiet at that, agreeing with you, and the action makes you grin. You grab the fleshlight and begin to pour a copious amount of lube onto it while Denki squirms in his chair, excited for what’s to come. The bullet vibrator placed meticulously on his prostate was sending his head spinning, but to add something around his cock too? He was already daydreaming about how hard he is about to orgasm.

In one quick motion, you slide the entire thing down his length. His reaction is immediate; his back arches and he let out a moan. “There ya go,” You hum, “You like that, don't you baby?”

You don’t ease into it, knowing he will complain if you do. So, instead you set a ruthless pace and Kamari already feels himself begin to drool. His eyes roll back and he begins to hump into the toy, not caring that his hips were basically strapped down into the chair. “Y-Yeah. Can you…Vibrator?”

You smile at the boy, nodding to him before reaching over and clicking the button onto the highest setting. He groans out, a lazy smile plastered on his face. “Fuck yeah. Fuck, this is heaven, ‘s got to be.”

You scoff at him, trying not to roll your eyes. He was always the dramatic type, trying to find the most creative ways to show his love for what you do to him. It was cute though, so you didn’t mind too much.

His hips continue to buck into the fleshlight, and his ass lifts slightly up the chair, going against the binds to try and reach it better. The vibrator in him makes a loud buzzing noise and every once in awhile he stops his desperate humping to try and push back into it.

The noises he let's out are loud, high in pitch, as if he was trying to tell everyone around him how good he was feeling. It makes you wonder if you want to put a gag on him, but be always gets so pouty after you do, and you didn't know if you want to deal with that. So, you let the neighbors hear his cries — it was better than the annoying sound of the vibrator, to you and Denki at least.

Eventually his hips start to thrust up too high, and the rope begins to rub against his thigh. He was going to hurt himself at this rate, and that's the last thing you guys needed. You rest your hands on his thigh, pushing him down against the chair. “Kaminari, relax, it's not going anywhere. You don't gotta chase the toy.”

He shakes his head, continuing to try and buck upward. His eyes are furrowed shut and his face is contorted in a frown. “Can't help it. Love it, s-so much!”

You yank the toy away and Denki lets out a noise akin to a puppy yelping in pain, which causes you to roll your eyes. “No. Please no! I'm sorry I'm sorry ill relax. Don't take it away, I can't cum without it! I'll be good, a good boy for you I promise!”

Your face heats up at his lewd words and you pause for a second. His cock twitches from the coolness of the air, and you watch as a glob of pre drops onto the chair. He whines, and squirms in his confinement.

Then, you gulp and sigh, rubbing your hands on his thighs that are trying their best to stay planted on the chair. “It's alright, I'm not stopping,” you murmur, sliding the fleshlight onto his cock with a satisfying squelch. He cries out, and the noise loudness of the sound startled you. Your eyes flicker to his now glassy ones. “Fuck, Kaminari, you sound straight up out of a bad porno, you know that?” You say, breathless, and fixed solely on his face.

Sweat beads at his temples, and his lip trembles. His cheeks flush red and he shakes his head back and forth. The pale legs tremble in his seat but he doesn't buck upward, instead waiting for you to cover his cock. It's agonizing to him, and he wants nothing more than to fuck it, but he remains seated, instead choosing to push himself back into the bullet vibrator.

Your hands reach up to play with the chain and Kaminari let’s out a hiss, but doesn’t oppose it. The nipples have become slightly swollen from the clamp, and it causes you to frown. “Poor thing, look how red they are.”

A meek grin pulls at his face. “Y-You like it though, yeah?”

“I do. They are so cute like this,” You nod, slightly pulling on the metal, and tearing another whimper from his mouth. Your hand continues their quick motions and his moans begin to get louder. His hips begin to buck up again.

“Kaminari,” You warn sharply and he immediately presses his ass back into the chair with a short apology. You place your hand onto his face, your own apology, but for the harshness of your tone. He nuzzles into it, rubbing his cheek into your palm. “Good boy.”

He nods his head, buzzing at the praise. Drool begins to bead at the corner of his lips, and his eyes begin to get cloudy. He finds himself chanting out curse words and melting into the chair. With every stroke of the toy, every sound of the liquid gliding across his dick, he feels himself inch toward his high. The blonde's hands clench and unclench, and he mewls. “I need to cum. P-Please?”

The vibrator continues to target his sweet spot and it sends him shivering, not knowing if he should focus on the buzzing sensation or the one wrapped around his cock. But, you pull on the chain again, answering his question for him. His back arches and he cries out from the pain of his nipples being tugged uncomfortably outward.

“Yeah? That was quick, little embarrassing, don’t you think babe?”

He pouts at you, and tears begin to tumble down his cheeks. “Shut up!”.

You ignore him, instead choosing to rest your cheek on his thigh, now kneeling in front of the chair, and blinking up at him.

“‘s nothing to be embarrassed bout. I think it’s cute that you last as long as a virgin,” You coo, eyes flickering to the flesh light that keeps hiding his dick from you.

Denki shakes his head from side to side, whining at you, and beginning to sniffle from the tears. “Y-You just don’t understand,” he warbles and you raise your eyebrows. “Don’t even know what to focus on. Gonna cum, I can’t. I-I—Please!”

You smile at him, standing up again and resting your arm on the back of his chair. It creates a shadow over his body, and it makes the boy feel strangely small compared to you. He doesn’t complain.

One hand continues to stroke him, and the other plays with the chain on his chest. You pause for a moment, creating an air of dramatics, and Denki let’s out a small whine in complaint. “Alright, you can cum. I guess I don’t mind.”

He nods his head eagerly, blinking up at you with wet eyes. Then, you watch his body go rigid and his face scrunch up. Denki curses out, and you wait a moment before you grab at the chain and rip it off of his nipples.

It sends a burning pain down his and entire back and the blondes eyes widen, shocked by your actions. He borderline screams and it sends a full shiver down your spine. “Ow! Ow! Fuck. Fuck. Ow!”

But it doesn’t ruin his orgasm, in fact, it may have made it stronger. The blonde cums into the fleshlight and you watch as it drips down his cock, staining it a milky shade of white. He moans are high in pitch, and they seem to echo off of the walls from how loud they are. But they were always like this when he orgasms, so you weren’t surprised by it.

It lasts about 20 seconds total, and eventually, he slumps against the chair. You turn off the vibrator quickly, not wanting to overstimulate him just yet and pull off the fleshlight. The remaining of his cum drips from the toy and onto the tip of Kaminari’s cock. He doesn’t even spare it a glance.

Instead, he looks toward you, tongue out and licking at the excess drool left behind on his lips and chin. He pulls at the restraints, but doesn’t really put any effort to get out; it was more of just a test of whether he could get out. When satisfied by the results, he nods to himself, before turning to you. He cocks his head to the side.

“Soooooooo,” He announces loud and proud, contrasting his earlier pathetic pleas. You sigh to yourself, already knowing something ridiculous is to come from the way he is grinning at you. When Denki sees you playing along, he dramatically clears his throat. “Who’s the next star on tonight’s game show?” The voice is loud, mimicking every classic game show host. “Will it be, contestant number one, the dildo? Contestant number two, the vibrating wand? Orrrrrr the fan favorite, all-time champion, most beloved—“

You hold up two items you grabbed from the box placed neck to you and cock your head to the side. “Ball gag and cock ring?”

Denki's eyes widen, and he smiles anxiously at you. He should have known that you were going to play along with his antics, and the results were never fun. His voice is higher in pitch, and his eyes never leave the items in your hand as if terrified by them.

“W-We will find out after this s-short break, folks.” You borderline pounce on him.

#mello.writes #dom reader #dom reader mha #sub denki #sub denki kaminari #denki kaminari smut #denki smut #denki x reader #kaminari x reader #kaminari smut #sub mha x reader #mha smut #bnha smut #mha x reader #sub mha #sub bnha

[shoyoist]

having horrible horny thoughts about telling best friend hanma no guy has ever made you cum so he takes it upon himself to be the first because he deserves it and wants to be your first something :,( eats you out like a starved man and his strokes are immaculate someone help 💔💔

— 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄 !! : hanma shuji.

content: f!reader. college au(?). you're inexperienced, shuji is secretly in love with you. pussy eating, fingering, multiple orgasms, overstim, edging, he makes you call him daddy. if this makes no sense its bec i wrote the whole thing w my clit.

an: (s)creaming this turned into a full fic lmfaoo

⠀⠀ — . ｡˚ ♡ "i dare you to tell me somethin' that'll make me laugh."

“no guy’s ever made me cum.” you’d told hanma. a not so innocent answer to a rather innocent dare, you admit. but he’s your best friend, nothing less (and nothing more). it’s fine.

and there was an awkward, momentary silence for a few seconds. he’d fallen still, holding the cigarette he’d been about to take a drag from in mid air, amber eyes flickering with an emotion unreadable to you.

“say what, dollface?” he asks — using that petname with you again, that your exes always hated — and the disbelieving tone in his voice embarrasses you, brings a flush to your cheeks and ties a knot of humiliation in your guts.

you squirm on the back of his motorcycle, as he turns his head to look at you, leaning against the fence right by you, where he’d parked the vehicle. 

“i—” you stutter, flustered. “no guy’s ever made me cum before.” just something funny that’d slipped out your mouth, during a lazy game of truth or dare you’d played during his smoke break after class.

“that’s fucking funny, doll.” he does laugh, but it’s awkward. “you serious?”

“yes.” you’d answered. truthfully.

and now, you’re splayed out between hanma’s legs, on his bed in his room, his long and lithe fingers bullying their way into your cunt for the third time. “h—ah! wait!”

he’s leaning against the headboard, one arm hooked around your waist, hand firmly on your thigh and holding your legs spread apart, fingers in your pussy as he chuckles lowly at your whines.

you’d question it — question what the fuck was happening, if he just wasn’t so fucking hot and making you feel so fucking good.

“that’s it,” he smirks, as you drop your head against his chest, grabbing onto his wrist, desperately trying to close your legs as he effortlessly draws another orgasm out of you. “that’s it ... ya look fuckin’ cute when you’re cumming.”

he laughs when you try to look up at him and scowl, eyes fluttering and rolling back into your head when he uses the hand that’s not busy fucking your pussy to land a slap on your clit. 

you moan again, and he laughs. “see? atta girl, so pretty when you cum. tellin’ me nobody’s ever seen you like this?” 

you dont answer, too busy trying to blink back the wave of dizziness that’s washing over you with the bliss hanma’s giving you, on his fingers alone.

the inked kanji on the back of his hand flashes darkly, sin bobbing up and down between your legs, shiny with your slick, as hanma curls his fingers into your tight, clenching walls and rasps into the shell of your ear, “asked you a question, dollface.”

“nobody,” you gasp, for some reason so nervous yet so turned on, by the demanding, challenging edge to his tone. “nobody, hanma— ah!”

“tch, it’s shuji, sweetheart.” he pinches your clit, laughs when your knees jerk up at the sensation. 

his voice goes a little softer as he continues, thinking you wouldn’t notice the hint of jealousy and longing in his voice with the state you’re in. “gonna keep me just your friend, just your ol’ buddy hanma-kun even after i take you on my bed, fuck you on my fingers ’n make you cum over ’n over again?”

“a—mngh, ’m sorry, shuji,” you whine, too enamoured by how he feels to argue, and his heart jumps at how sweet his name sounds off your tongue. “f—fuck, feels so good!”

“would feel better if i were usin’ my tongue. or if you were on my cock.” he laughs when your expression visibly scrunches up in embarrassment, cooing at you and telling you how cute you are as he grips your waist and turns you around to straddle him, legs shaky with the effect of your previous orgasms. “want me to do it, yeah?”

“mmm,” you answer though you’re not sure what he means, holding onto his shoulders for support. he holds you steady, and slides himself down onto his back onto the mattress, pushing your legs further apart around him and cupping your ass, pulling you forward — and you realize what he’s about to do. “shuji, no, i’ve n—”

you cut yourself off, but hanma picks your sentence up anyway.

“never been eaten out before?” he asks, sounding both unconvinced and pissed off at the same time, and you sit there as he stares up at you, so fucking embarrassed—

“my doll’s been gettin’ treated like shit, huh?” he breathes, gold eyes tracing your figure down. “sweet lil’ thing, i’ll show you how y’should be treated, a’right?”

“mm,” you let out a sound, so shy when his voice goes all sympathetic. it makes your pussy go slick with want, your heart beating faster with anticipation. “mkay.”

hanma doesn’t hold back. he tightens his arms around your hips and waist in an instant, pulling your cunt down on his mouth, nose pressed just over your clit as he inhales deep into you, letting out a needy growl as he opens his mouth and takes you.

your hands scramble to find a hold on the headboard as he rocks you forward, trapping you on your knees with your thighs plush and warm around his face, drinking in your cunt — devouring you like a man starved. “fuck,” he slurs into your heat, muffled and hot. “shit, baby, s’ fuckin—good.”

his tongue grazes your clit, curls around it and sucks, and you cry out, squirming in his arms, one hand leaving the headboard to get down and curl your fingers into his hair and tug, stuttering his name out in a pleading chant. “shuji, shuji, shuji — fuck!”

the moan he lets out when you pull at his black and blonde locks thrums against your cunt, and when he sucks at your clit again, slurping loudly and grunting praise into you, it’s enough to make you cum again. “ah, shuji, cumming, cumming!”

“i know,” he hisses, and when you look down at him, the rise of his cheekbones, his nose and his mouth are soaked with your wetness— and his eyes are blown wide, the gold of them almost lost in the darkness of his want. “i know, baby. i know.”

“please,” you hiccup, tears blurring your vision, hips trembling as you try not to collapse over hanma’s face.

your cunt aches, empty despite the way he shoves his tongue up your fluttering hole, and you dont want another orgasm without it. “fuck! shuji — shuji please, need your cock.”

“mm — what’d you say, dollface?” he grunts, licking at your clit, yanking you back in when you try to lift yourself off him. “cant just get all you want like that. say it right f’me.”

“w-what?” you sob, unsure what he means but so needy to obey, because you just need him to stuff you full and fill you up already.

you dont know if it’s wrong or not, to want your best friend’s dick inside you so badly, but you’ve gone this far, havent you? he’s giving you what you want.

“you g’na do as i say?” he smirks, watching how you nod and keen when he tongues at your abused clit again. “then say ‘i love you, daddy, i only want you ‘n your cock from now on’.”

huh? — it takes a second or two, but the words put clarity in your head, somewhat, when you hear them. 

swallowing back the shaky whine of acceptance bubbling at your throat, you manage to ask instead, “you want me to tell you i love you?”

there’s a small pause, before hanma’s grip on your hips tightens again. 

but this time, he pulls you off.

it urges you back to your position straddling his hips, as he sits back up, leaning on the headboard once more — and though his hard-on brushing hot and heavy through his jeans against your messy cunt is distracting, you pay attention to his expression instead.

hanma stares at you, face wet with your slick and hair messy with your hand tangling through the dyed locks. “so you ... dont?”

it’s a sudden flipside to the multiple orgasms he’d just sent you through, and it disorients you just a little. 

but the look in his amber eyes, black and blonde hair stuck to his forehead and framing his face, the warmth in your heart as you contemplate an answer — and the desperate ache in your empty cunt, it all convinces you to say you do.

“i do.”

there’s yet another damned pause, as you sit on hanma’s lap, naked and with his dick hard under your ass, your palms flat against his bare chest — if someone’d told you before that a dumb game of truth or dare after class would lead you to this situation, you’d laugh.

but — but this is shuji. he’s rough on the exterior, a major tease, a man notorious and famous on the streets; but really? he’s sweet.

he buys you coffee, takes you out shopping, takes you to the salon, pays for your takeout. he always tells you he'll fuck your exes up if they hurt you or make you cry (and they have done so, but you've never allowed him to beat them).

he goes with you to the library, even though he doesn't even care for spending hours on assignments or work. to be fair, he does leave you in there and go out to smoke after only a few minutes, but he always comes back to drop you home.

he's so nice to you, despite himself. and turns out, if you'd just ask, he'd fuck you too.

he’s your best friend. nothing less, nothing more, but you decide it now, trembling from the euphoria he’s giving you. you want more.

it’s possessive and spells desire, how he’d pulled you in here to make up for your ‘stupid shit exes’, telling you he would make you feel good if nobody else has done it before.

it’s all so sudden, but it makes sense. he’s been just your best friend this whole time, but you want more.

“i do love you, shuji.”

hanma lets out a breath, when you repeat it. “really, now?” he mutters. “not just sayin’ that so i’ll give you my cock? dont play with my heart now, doll.” he chuckles, but you can see the sincerity in his eyes.

“i do.” you mumble, shy again under the intensity of his piercing stare. “and i guess ... that’s why it never worked with anyone else. when you were there this whole time.”

“hah,” hanma laughs, steadying his hold on your waist before bringing one hand up to pat your cheek. ”y’ telling me no other asshole could make you cum, ‘cause you were busy wishin’ it was me?”

“no!” you blurt out, but when he grins wider, slides his hand down from your cheek to pinch the soft flesh of your tits, the electric shiver that courses down your spine says otherwise. it would be a lie, to say that you’ve never wanted him. “yeah, m-maybe.”

“fuck,” he hisses at that, eyes going even darker, like the dubious confirmation you’d given him was all he needed, like it was a love shot and a stroke of lust in one — and he yanks the buttons and zipper of his jeans open, tugging the fabric apart and pulling out his straining cock.

it’s big — unsurprising, but still a sight to take in, and you whimper tearfully when he grabs the length in his hand and taps his head to your clit, letting out a breathy chuckle. “biggest cock y’ ever seen, mhm?”

and you’d want to keep from boosting his ego, but the way you stare is answer enough. “n-need you in me, shuji.” you beg, and he just laughs again, rubbing the pearl of precum that swells at his tip across your slit, teasing. “say what i told you to say, then. if y’love me.”

call him daddy? “do i really have to?” you whine, pushing forward and grinding up on his cockhead. it ellicits a rough moan from him, that makes your clit throb when you hear it — but hanma remains adamant.

“you hafta, dollface.” he smiles, showing you teeth. “you’ll do it, if y’ really want me so bad.”

and god, the layers of pleasure he’d drowned you in are too sharp, too overwhelming for you to refuse and stop this right now — you want, need his cock. right now.

fine. “i—i love you, daddy.” you mumble, eyes skirting down because you cant bring yourself to look him in the eyes. “and i-i want only you. only your cock, and only you. i love you.”

and it’s like hanma has been waiting for this moment his whole life.

“shit, baby,” he huffs, pulling your tits flush against his body as he grabs you by the waist and by the back of your neck, dragging you in and meeting your lips with his in a starved kiss — fuck, he hadn’t kissed you until now? 

you realize it, with both a pang and a fluttering in your heart, but the thought is soon knocked out of your head, as he kisses you again, tasting the lingering essence of yourself on his tongue, tasting him, catching the scent of cigarettes and men’s cologne on his mouth and neck as you lean into him, letting him savour you whole. 

“god, i love you.” he groans, as he lines his cock up at your entrance, sliding sin and punishment over to your ass again and sheathing you down on him. “loved you f’so long now, baby. d’you know how i’ve felt? ‘n now y’re fuckin’ telling me all those assholes you dated never made you cum. fuck.”

“mm, sh-shuji!” you cry, and he moans in your ear in reply. “s-slower! please, please—”

“‘m too big for you?” he rasps, voice hoarse with pleasure. god, he’s wanted this forever. your tight, velvet walls clenching around him, wet and hot and your body on him, so pretty and all his.

“cant slow down, sweetheart.” he hisses. “consider this your punishment. for playin’ with my heart like that, for so long.” you’ve got your arms wrapped around hanma’s neck, trying to control the pace at which you sink down on his cock, but he rolls his hips up and pushes all the way into you anyway.

“a—haah! shuji!” your moan is saccharine in his ear, and he swallows back a curse, knowing that it’s not going to be long before he’s cumming, filling you all up.

“say sorry, baby.” he growls, pulling out before shoving back in you again, putting stars into your eyes with the sharp slap of skin against skin, the harsh kiss of his tip against your cervix. “really didn’t think i loved you, even when i was fuckin’ knuckle deep in you? callin’ you my dollface and telling you y’re pretty ‘n driving you around, and sucking on that sweet lil clit?”

you cry out, when he bites at the side of your neck, feeling even more embarrassed, feeling stupid — because god, you were stupid to miss the signs. to think he was just like that. when he only ever was that way with you. “‘m sorry, sorry. please, i’m sorry.”

“hmm,” he lulls, kissing the marks of his teeth that he’d left on you. “cant be mean with you, can i? too fuckin’ sweet for your own good.”

your mouth is on his cheek, lips sliding down his jaw in desperate kisses, needing him more even when he’s right here, when your body’s pressed to his and his lips are on you and his cock is all the way in your cunt. “mmngh,” you try, too dizzy to answer properly.

“now let’s teach ya how it feels to cum on a big, fat cock, yeah, dollface?” he says, starting up a hasty rhythm with his cock, up and down into you as you struggle to stay sitting up on his lap. “poor lil’ doll’s never even done this before?”

“never.” you keen, lost in the way his cock is so long, so thick, reaching all the sweet spots deep in your cunt in one fucking go. “n-never came on a cock before.”

“yeah, i know.” he says, all sympathetic again, and it sends heat rushing to both your face and your core. “g’na beg daddy to let you cum all over his cock?”

“mhm,” you moan, and he smiles, brings you in for another kiss as he speeds up. “then say it, baby. say what y’need to say to have your way.”

“mm, daddy, daddy—” you sob, trying to kiss him back as he hums into your mouth, forgetting your embarrassment at having to call him that, because fuck, it was starting to feel fitting. “please let me cum on your cock, please, please—”

“only if you’ll let me fill this pretty pussy all up.” he stutters, voice turning all raspy as he goes even faster, bouncing you up and down so hard as he nears his high. 

he loves the way you beg. loves the way you call him by that name. so cute, and almost pathetic, for him. it’s a fresh change. one he wants to hold on to. “yeah? you’ll let me do that, baby? let daddy fill your cunt up with his cum?”

“yes,” you gasp, vision going cloudy with both tears and pleasure as you feel the coil in your stomach getting tighter and tighter all over again. “fuck, anything! anything, daddy, just please.”

“please what?” his laugh is now hoarse, as he looks at your blissed out face from under his lashes, eyes lidded and heavy with lust and pleasure.

the bedsheets under you are soaked, but neither of you can care — you moan again, sucking in a breath and falling into hanma’s chest, tired but so, so desperate to cum again. “please, shuji. please. need to cum on your cock. need you to cum in me.”

and he does. 

hanma watches, vision hazy as his cock slides out of your cunt milky and drooling, and pushes back in — pushes in so deep he hits your cervix again and he cums, leaking hot, white ropes of seed into your tight, wet cunt — and it makes you cum, too.

“fuck, tryna milk me all up, huh?” he heaves as he maintains his pace, gritting his teeth and grabbing your hips when you try to meet the rhythm, pussy fluttering and sucking him in like you’ve needed him as much as he’s needed you. “pretty, pretty lil’ pussy — all mine, yeah?”

“all yours, shuji.” you sob, and he stares as your head tilts up, eyes rolling back in your head as they fall shut, drowning in the pure heaven of cumming while stuffed full of his big, big cock. “a-hnngh, all yours.”

“yeah, that’s right.” he growls, wrapping punishment around your throat, hauling you back in to kiss you, sloppy and open mouthed, as sin slips down between your bodies — pressing into your pulsing clit with his thumb as he continues fucking up into you, pace relaxing slowly. “that’s right. y’re all mine now. forever.”

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[sillysillygoofygoose]

"Speak Up" ♡

You dont get anything unless you tell Toji exactly what you want.

*daddy/little one usage, ddlg-ish, safeword used, implied subspace... don't like, don't read <333 MDNI, READER IS 18+

LMAAOO GUYS literally ignore everything I said in my last miguel post (though I stand by it 😩) because reader is the polar opposite in this one 💀 I'm such a clown y'all, I switch up sooo fast

"Please?" Your hoarse voice barley leaves your throat as your mouth hangs open in exhaustion.

"Aw, c'mon, little one... you can do much better than that, don't cha think?" His sly delivery makes the heat in your lower stomach spread like a forest fire.

Flushed features scrunching up at his teasing, you grow more and more frustrated at his antagonizing and sadistic games. Toji's thick, calloused fingers ghost over your embarrassingly soaked pussy, treating you as if you were a burning hot stove top. Every slip of his fingers down your slit has your back arching from his chest, legs threatening to unlatch from his built thighs. His legs keep yours spread as you sit on his clothed lap, feeling his twitching boner against your pudgy ass.

You never realized how quiet you get in bed... almost as if someone switches on your mute button the second your clothes hit the ground. Toji hates it. Of course, he thinks you're cute - the way you clasp your hand over your mouth every time a noise threatens to leak out - but he wants to hear you. He needs to hear you. Especially when you get all mushy and pathetic, just for him.

Your hushed whines are almost overpowered by the lewd wet sounds Toji pulls from your pussy as he sinks his middle and ring fingers in, knuckle deep. He's guided you to your edge four times already. And everytime he's pulled you back from stumbling over.

"Pleeaasee, I want it. Fuck, really want it daddy." Griping onto his bicep, you feel tears begin to build alongside your orgasm. Your bare toes curl in on themselves as tingling sensations blur in your feet and travel up your sensitive, desperate little body.

"What do ya want? Huh, baby? C'mon, tell Daddy, use your big girl words." Toji smiles when he sees the delicate muscles in your stomach clench as your body stutters.

"I want to. Please. 's so embarrassing. " More mumbles. He really thought he was getting somewhere. You feel the coil in your stomach unsatisfyingly unravel, fall apart more like, as Toji removes his fingers from your body without warning.

"No! Why-why did you stop? I was so close." The tears splashing at your waterline race down your overheated cheeks as you completely remove your body from your cruel boyfriend's touch.

"You gotta speak up, baby, or I won't know what you want." His sadistic smile only makes you cry harder as he gathers you up in his arms once again, spreading your weak, trembling legs. Turning you to face him, he positions your crying cunnie over his brawny leg, clit immediately rubbing against his sweatpants. The pain overrides the pleasure as he rocks you back and forth against him, forcing stimulation on your puffed parts.

"No more, n'more. 'M all done." You beg, pushing his broad shoulders as you shiver and shake, tears gathering at the tip of your nose while you look down in shame.

"You can take one more, hm baby? All you have to do is ask nicely, and I'll give you anything you want, sweets." His pushes you down harder, forcing a sob out of your lips, splotched face buried in his neck.

"Nnmmh. No. No, thank you. Red." Your last word is hardly a whisper, but Toji hears you loud and clear.

"Oh, hey, hey, shit baby, I'm sorry." Toji hands fly from your hips as he lets you crawl from his thigh, disoriented and shy. Your cries increase into the palm of your shaky hands as embarrassment crashes over your overexerted body.

"Fuck, 'm so sorry little one. Didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry." The pit in his stomach only grew deeper and more dreadful as you refused to look at him, balled up into your own frenzy. You heave out tired breaths as you grab onto his hand, moving to rest on his shoulder, signaling that he can touch you.

"Was too much. Just need to cum, daddy. 'M so overwhelmed." You wipe your tears away as you tiredly peck Toji's cheek, melting the worry off his face.

"Daddy will make you feel good, sweets. I'm so sorry, baby." Toji slowly moves his hand from yours to cup your soaked pussy, but feeling you tense, he decides to help his pretty girl more delicately.

"Here, sweet girl, lay down f'me." Toji grunts as he maneuvers satin draped pillows under your hips. "Daddy's gonna take such good care of you, okay?"

Immediately, you feel his tongue flat against your core and you moan out, dejected pussy embracing the strong hits of pleasure.

You buck your hips into Toji's welcoming mouth as he nuzzles his lower face into you. Exhausted but invigorated, your hips find their own rhythm against Toji's mouth and nose. You don't hold back, whines, moans, and whimpers alike rushing from your mouth like a waterfall of praise.

"Mhm mhm, cum f'me pretty baby. You deserve it, such a good girl" Toji doesn't even break from you as he encourages you through your sudden but long anticipated orgasm, mumbling and groaning into your pussy. Your legs force him further down against you as your back hovers off the bed, panting filling the room as you ride your release.

Closing your eyes, your legs drop to either side of Toji's head. Your plump lips are spread, taking in as much air as your lungs will allow as dried tear tracks fade against your pink cheeks. Baby hairs stick to your sticky, sweaty forehead. He chuckles, looking up at your spaced state.

"You alright, doll?" He huffs out, rubbing up and down your outer thigh. You don't respond, simply letting your hand flop on top of his as you nestle yourself into the inviting mattress under you.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo

Credit to @pommecita for the divider <3333

#size difference #fem reader #jjk x reader #age difference #jjk #jjk toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji smut #toji headcanons #toji zenin #toji x you

[coolprettyleo]

begin again au ☆ - Frankies Lore!

wc: 1.8k

tw: drinking, mean coach, quitting, embarrassing? fluff bit of angst?

ryan leonard x hughes sister au!

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frankie couldn't believe what she had just done. something that had been a long time coming finally crashed down and for the first time in her life frankie felt bittersweet.

her whole life has revolved around the sport of hockey; having three brothers playing in the NHL and a mother and father who both played collegiete and now coach is a nightmare in disguise; for someone who is so tired of trying.

dont get her wrong she loved the sport. growing up, she started to confuse what the love was actually for. she thought she held the same passion to play that her brothers did, she was wrong. she now knows the love was to watch it never play it. she loved too watch her family come together and love something so much. she loved too watch other people play. she loved it from a distance. it took a while to come to terms with that.

when she explains the situation to anyone she always uses the same analogy. she loves to hear country music but that doesn't mean she wants to become the next taylor swift. even if she was a fan.

frankie had finally had enough and quit. not before going off on her coach though. something that she had been wanting to say every time she had been forced to stay after practice, run extra drills, every time she has been yelled at for tipping a shot in, every time she had been compared to her brothers, she finally did it.

*flashback to earlier*

"I want to see you guys here tomorrow morning seven am sharp!" coach lindsey said fiercely.

frankie respected the woman. her story was something she found inspiring. but right now she wanted the strangle the woman. her bones felt as if she was just hit by a bus and she hadn't had a good night sleep in about a month. so frankie being frankie, loudly groaned.

"hughes! just for that, you can stay back and do some laps!"

dont cry. dont cry. dont cry. you caused this.

her teammates filed out torwards the locker rooms desperately trying to get away before their coach decided to ultimately punish all of them while she began to skate. in her head frankie was about to lose it as her coach began to yell insult after insult.

"cmon hughes! you're never going to be good as your brothers with that speed"

"you call that faster?"

"I didn't tell you you can stop!"

coach lindsey yelled. she looked and sounded like abby lee miller. frankie smiled to herself at the thought as she began to slow down after skating as fast as she could for about fifteen minutes straight. not feeling well frankie skated off the rink towards the closest trashcan and threw up.

as she heard her coach coming up to her she began to plead.

"please, I cant take it anymore" she cried.

"your done for tonight. and fix that attitude by tomorrow morning will ya. you think your brothers are pulling this crap with their coaches?"

"I said I cant do it anymore!" frankie yelled finally having enough. shocking both herself and her coach.

"how is any of this okay! after everything you just yelled at me, pushing me through utter exhaustion, you come over here and try to act like its okay!?! i'm done."

"grow up and stop being a brat hughes. i'll see you tomorrow."

"you won't. I promise you that" Frankie threw back as she got her bag and began to walk out.

"you walk out that door and your future on this team is done!"

"its been done" frankie said walking out with tears streaming down her eyes.

*flashback ended*

she didn't know what to do. if she were to call her family they would worry and fly in thinking she was going through a manic episode, maybe she was but this felt real and it felt good.

its like her brain and heart had been at war since she was thirteen and her heart had finally won the war five years later. she didn't know whether to laugh or cry though.

she was happy because she was finally free. but she felt a dark cloud gloom over her when she realized she had to tell her family what she just did. she honestly didn't know how they were going to react.

the guilt began to rain on her as she remembered hoe happy they had been for her because they realized she can actually go on and play professionally since the PWHL had its debut and she was already a top prospect for the 2024 year draft but she just went and ruined it.

they're going to disown me.

that thought alone caused frankie to be where she was right now. in a bar with her fake ID drinking her feelings away on a wednesday night. alone. this had to be borderline alcoholic.

"I mean I wanted this right? so why do I feel like throwing myself off the bridge! why am I like this! am I being annoying? you can tell me greg" frankie rambled on to the bartender whose name was actually john.

"im going to call you and uber" he said dismissing her not wanting to deal with a drunk college girl.

"no! let me call someone!" she said taking the bar phone away from him. seeing as her phone had died about forty five minutes ago. quickly dialing the only number she remembered due to the fact she never saved his contact in her phone.

"hello?"

"drew! please, please come pick me up! you know I hate taking ubers alone. I swear i'll give you a little something after..." she said suggestively.

"frankie? hold on drews in the shower. its will, are you drunk? really on a wednesday? where are you?" will began to scold her over the phone, sounding very motherly.

"don't you judge me, I needed this. and im at the mecca" frankie slurred.

"ryan and I will be there in fifteen" he said hanging up.

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"lady get off the counter!"

is what will and ryan heard when they walked into the bar.

"oh god" ryan said as he saw frankie start to crawl onto the counter. quickly rushing over to pull her off.

"m'not interested." she mumbled when she felt big hands around her waist.

ryan felt his heart crack. he knew he shouldn't because, one she probably thinks its some random guy and two frankie doesn't know he likes her.

since he first met frankie he realized he's had a thing for her but being the good friend he is, he kept his feelings to himself not wanting to start problems with drew.

it gives him so much anger to think about the fact that drew basically just uses her for sex. but at the same time she's probably just using drew too. so who is he to to get mad.

someone who would give her the world

"what are you doing frankie" will says giving her a disappointed look as ryan pulls her over his shoulder.

"I was just trying to dance!" frankie says upside down.

"on a wednesday at seven thirty pm? at least wait till ten" ryan says approaching the car and strapping her in.

"i quit the team"

"WHAT"

"ur lying"

will and ryan said at the same time with their eyes wide. they knew frankie hated playing hockey, they just never thought she was going to quit. someone with as much talent as frankie needs to be out there.

"m'not. im done and im scared to tell my family. I think they're going to be mad" she slurred as her eyes began to water.

ryan, who cant handle to see her cry quickly got into the back seat with her, and started to comfort her. wrapping her up in his arms and wiping her tears that began to fall from her big blue eyes. he could stare into them forever.

he told will to start driving back to her apartment as he comforted her.

"frankie, your family loves you and you know that. they're never going to hate you because you quit, if anything I think they've been expecting it-"

"geez thanks ryan" frankie says crying drunkly. ryan cant help but smile a bit because even though he hates to see her like this she looks really cute.

"not like that, its just anyone who knows and loves you can see your not happy out there. I see it, will sees it, so I know for a fact they see it too. and if they didnt and they do get mad thats on them. its your life not theirs" ryan says with his arm wrapped around her as she sniffles into his shirt.

"I guess so" she finally says seeing as their pulling up to her dorm.

"can you walk me up? its okay if you dont want too! I get it, im just scared that the RA is going to see me like this and call campus security on me and-"

"frankie! of course ill walk you up, are you kidding" ryan cuts off her rambling pulling her out of the car.

"i'll walk home smitty, you dont have to wait" ryan says knowing he was doing homework earlier that was due tonight before frankie had called.

"you sure?" will says kinda feeling bad for not staying and helping him take care of her. but then realizing ryan probably wants to take care of her.

him and gabe loved to tease ryan on the fact he was hopelessly in love with frankie. of course they would never tell drew even though they know if ryan were to just tell drew how he feels drew would back off. ryan just likes to be complicated.

"yeah, we'll be fine. right frankie?" he says keeping her upright. she was fully awake but the thing about frankie hughes is she loves to lay on the floor when she was drunk.

"yup!!" she chirps while ryan smiles down at her.

they wave goodbye to will while ryan picks her up and walks to towards her door. he smiles as he gets too her door and sees her doormat.

'cool bitches only'

he opens the door using her keys that he found in her purse and hauls her inside down the hall to her room. her room was so her. he loved it.

god I sound like a creep.

he shakes the thought from his head as he settles her down, takes off her shoes, and wipes all the remaining makeup off her face. thinking of how perfect she was.

"ryan" she says dreamingly as she feels him pull the cover over her body.

"yes baby?"

frankie felt her stomach do a cartwheel and she couldn't understand why.

"thank you. for everything."

"anytime frankie hughes"

he says before giving her a kiss on her forehead and walking home.

send in ideas for this au!! im really excited for it!

#ryan leonard #will smith hockey #nhl imagines #nhl imagine #gabe perreault #ryan leonard imagine #ryan leonard x reader #frankie x ryan #hockey imagine #hockey fic #hughes sister #luke hughes x reader #jack hughes x reader #quinn hughes x reader #bc hockey

[c0llisiion]

BEYOND BOUNDARIES PT.2 - k.th

♡pairing : kim Taehyung x f!reader

♡: dom!kth , sub!reader , smut, unprotected sex (practice safe sex!) , teasing , cheating reader and kth , name calling ( slut, bitch ) slight fluff(?) at the end , not proof read - lmk if i missed any <3

W/c : 939

A/n: this took longer than I expected even though it’s pretty small. Went through a slight block nd im not rlly that proud of it huhu! Hope its up to par:))

Pt.1

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Your phone rang. Eyes open wide in shock and not knowing what to do. Your Heart was beating at an inhumane rate, scared of what’s to come. Taehyung stopped before looking over at the bright screen. Your boyfriend’s name in big bold letters was displayed on the screen. He pulled out of you before picking up the phone from the ground. “Heh.. he must be worried.” He said as he brought your phone closer to your Vision. “Taehyung. Do not pick-“ “woops!” .

“Yn? You there,love?.” Using all your strength you picked yourself up. The phone right in front of you, your hands on either side. You heard your boyfriend’s voice call out again. “Hellloooo? Is everything alright?” As you were about to respond, taehyung slid inside of you once again. A smug smile was on his face. A soft whine left your lips as you feel him fill you up. A very audible whine. Your boyfriend called out once again. “Yn? Where the hell are you and what are you doing?” He sounded stern. “Huh? What? Sorry! I was just doing something and um..” you trail off thinking of a believable excuse. “I was just um…” Taehyung thrusted in. “Ah..! i was doing something and i kinda messed it up ahahahaha!” It came out like word vomit and you were sure your boyfriend wont believe it. “Oh? Okay good good … where are you tho?” He believed it. You were more than relieved. Taehyung leaned in closer to your ears before whispering “good girl..” his long fingers found your overstimulated clit and started toying with it. Your hand desperately was trying to push his hand away to avoid any grunts or sighs from leaving your mouth. But he was stronger and bigger. The struggle was useless. “Im um… hhh- in clari-nghh… Clarissa’s place.” You blurted out. You feel taehyung slowly moving in and out. His pace increasing. “Oh okay okay, when will you be back?” Taehyung once again leaned in. “Tell him you are gonna stay over at ‘clarissas’ place, alright?” His other hand wrapping around your neck pulling you closer to his mouth. You nod as he presses into your neck. “I might stay- Fuck!” Taehyung thrusted in you with force which made you curse out loud. “Yn???? Is everything okay????” Your boyfriend asks sounding very concerned. “Yes yes… I just um… dropped an equipment.. yeah! I just dropped this huge equipment on my feet! Haha…” i turn my head to face taehyung who had a stupid smirk on his face acting like nothing happened. “Oh well.. be careful okay? Does it hurt?” Taehyung was starting to grow impatient. “How long is this fucker gonna take?” He mumbled under his breath. You glare at him before responding. “No no! Im fine… hey listen i gotta go and just finish this off. ‘clarissa’ is being a huge bitch rn because im talking to you…” i glare at him again. “…I might stay over at hers because we might take time in completing so dont wait up. Sleepwell. I will see you in the morning okay?” Your boyfriend hummed in response. “You too. Dont overwork yourself. I love you.” “I love you to-“ taehyung reached over and cut the call before throwing your phone away.

“Taehyung what the fuc-“ he shut you up by plunging into you with no mercy. His hands went back to your neck pulling you back a bit. You felt the knot in your stomach form again as he drilled into your pussy. “Im gonna fill you up yeah? Gonna fill you up with all- hhh.. my cum, ya heard that slut? Yeah?” He sounded angry. Tears dripping down your face as you nod at his every word. “Speak up bitch. Tell me. Tell me you want me to fill you up so you can walk around with my cum dripping out of your pussy. Not his. But mine.” His thrusts were getting more harsher. He was jealous. “Yes…yes! Please I want to be filled with your cum only! Just you! I want it to be always inside me! Please…nghh- taehyung!” You cried out. Chanting his name in between loud pornographic moans. You hear him chuckle behind you. His grip on your neck loosens and you fall face down onto his pillow. thrusts got more sloppier and loud grunts were leaving his mouth. “Im gonna cum in you doll… gonna fill you up- fuckkkkkk… im gonna-“, you screamed out as you finally let go. Squirting down on his sheets and some hitting his abdomen and thighs. You clenched onto his dick for dear life, as the orgasm was too overwhelming. That was the last straw for taehyung as white cum painted your abused walls when he finally came. His eyes closed shut and head thrown back as he stabled his breath. Sweat was trickling down from his neck to the base of his cock. He stayed in you for a few seconds before pulling out. He admired the mess you made and took his phone to snap a picture of your cunt. You on the other hand were shaking. The aftermath of your orgasm hitting you. He pressed your body into the bed and laid next you. He pushed your sweaty hair from your face, grazing his long fingers on your tear stained cheeks. He leaned down and kissed your forehead, softly massaging your lower belly. Your eyes were closed and your breath was coming out in quivers. You chose to stay silent and just melt into his touch.

His hands went lower and hooked under your thigh. “Round two?”

A/n: im thinking of making this a series, should i? Not rlly sure but I hope you liked it^^

#taehyung smut #bts reactions #bts smut #bts #taehyung #bts headcanons #bts scenarios #bts x reader #bts army #bts fanfic #bts taehyung #bts v #taehyung headcanons #taehyung x reader #taehyung x you #taehyung scenarios #kpop smut #kpop

[allisluv]

so glad you asked my mind is brimming.

finnick and reunion sex (like after he comes back from the mission after being presumed dead)

pairing: finnick o’dair x fem!reader

content warnings: smut, fingering, oral (fem recieving)

authors note: i currently have a really long finnick o'dair smut that im working on so i hope you dont mind that this ones shorter <3 also this is my first time writing smut so please be nice or ill cry 😍 also i imagined this was set after the mission but i didnt specify im sorry </3

Despite the bitter cold in District Thirteen, Finnick emerges from the shower wearing nothing but a pair of baggy grey sweatpants. You're drying the ends of your hair with a towel when he comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist.

Almost on an instinct, your head tilts backwards, giving him access to your neck. He obliges without a word, pressing kisses to the skin of your throat. "Finnick," you sigh, eyes fluttering closed.

"Tell me what you need, honey," Finnick runs his hands up and down your arms. His fingers leave a trail of warmth in their wake as he dips lower and lower, knowing full well that you won't be able to focus on anything other than him. "Come on baby. Just tell me and I'll give you what you want."

You have to push the words past your lips. "Don't make me beg," you whine, squeezing your thighs together. He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, making a tsk sound that tells you he expects a better answer than that. "Please, Finn. Need you."

He rewards you by grabbing hold of your hand and leading you to the double bed. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it baby?" He pretends not to see you roll your eyes. "Gonna make you feel good, I promise."

You lie down and prop yourself up on your elbows so that you can see what he's doing. He hovers over you and presses his lips flush against yours, deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth.

He swallows your whines and moans as his cold fingertips tease your slit. "Gotta get you ready for me, honey. Is this okay?" You nod. "Need to hear you use your words, sweet girl."

"Its okay. Please," you whine, bucking your hips into the air, desperate for some friction that never comes. He kisses you again when he slips his ring finger into your folds. "Fuck!"

"You're doing so well for me, baby," he kisses his way down your body before working his way towards your clit, tongue brushing over your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hips buck and his free hand flies out to hold you down.

"Gotta stay still for me honey. I know, you're being so good for me. Ya getting close?" His eyes are blown wide with lust as he goes back to devouring your pussy. "I know you are, can feel you tightening around my fingers."

The coil in your stomach begins to tighten as you blindly reach for his hand. Finnick intertwines your fingers as you topple over the edge, calling his name like a prayer.

#the hunger games #grace talks🐚🌷 #thg #headcanons #hcs #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair #fem!reader #finnick odair x you #finnick odair smut #finnick odair fluff #blurbs #blurb #writer #smut #the hunger games x you #the hunger games x reader #writers of tumblr #finnick odair x y/n #anon

[spookygiggles]

Light Up, Firefly

Tf2 Tickle fic 🫶 scroll if you dont like these ofc

Lee! Pyro

Ler! Engie

Pyro was usually a happy lil dude, Always in his own 'World' (Literally-) But He knew today he was feeling down.

Maybe it was the stress of the job? Even He wasn't too Sure what was giving him the blues. But sometimes, It just happens, A rush of sadness. He knew the other Mercs were busy, Plus he has a feeling they don't like him that much, which again just made him feel kinda sadder. But He had One Person.

Engie! He Always Loved to see His favorite Buddy, But he wasn't too sure if he was busy Or not. But He took a chance and headed To his workshop, Just to see if He was perhaps relaxing or drinking. Pyro walks up to the Door and Knocks.

Then He heard a Southern Accent yell,

"You can come in!"

He opened the door and walked in, waving at the Engineer Sitting at a Table With a beer.

"Whats up, Py? Somethin up?" He asked, Considering his buddy didn't Seem as Energetic as normal.

Py Shook his head.

"I guess, I just dont feel like my normal self." (Just gotta pretend its muffled 💀) He Mumbled. Obviously Engie was One of the Only people Who really understood Pyro, Hes not a bad dude, People just judge him.

"Ahh its okay buddy. He Said to his friend, Giving him a pat on the back. Then It clicked, Like a Lightbulb poppin over your head in a cartoon.

"Actually Pyro, I have an idea, You know what always cheers people up?" He Said Enthusiastically.

"No not really?" he giggled ever so slightly. But Then Engineer stood up and reached his hand out to him.

"Alright get up Py, I'll show ya, Texas Style." He chuckled. Even that made pyro giggle a bit, He loved hanging out with His friend, even if he was a bit down.

He grabbed his hand and stood up. Obviously he knew what was coming, It wasn't the first time. And then he felt Two Hands Dig right into his Side and Stomach. Causing him to Squeal and Try to protect himself as a reflex, But it wasn't going to do much Because Pyro likes to be tickled, So he just grabbed onto the engineers arms and Laughed.

He didn't even say a word, Just was kinda caught up in the moment, But that didn't bother the Engineer, He was happy to make his friend laugh.

He wiggled both hands around His Belly, Which was a sweet spot on Pyro. Causing him to go weak to the knees as he started to collapse slowly. He stopped the tickling, grapped pyro and Layed him down on the couch, Then continued his assult on his Tummy.

Causing him to slightly kick his legs and squeal with laughter. His muffled laughter was super cute to Engie, He also wondered what he sounded like without the mask.

He Moved One hand down to his Hips, Squeezing there and moved his other down to his knee and started squeezing his Knee.

This caused him to literally SCREAM of laughter, Having two different spots being tickled and one of them being a death spot. You couldn't even tell there was tears going down his face because of the mask.

But they weren't sad tears, It was Just Pure Happiness. Engie Laughed at his Buddies state, Seeing how much happier he seemed. He stopped for a moment.

"Where else ya think you're ticklish at?" He stared at the firebug who was catching his breath on the couch, still slightly giggling.

"I- i dohont know" he said, this time he had a bit of a hard time making out what he said due to him giggling while he was talking, Since hes got his mask on.

"Well then, Mind if i test somethin?" Pyro shook his head. Engineer walked towards the end of the couch, Where his feet layed. He Started taking of the boots and Thats when Pyro had realized what he was gonna do, Obviously he wasn't gonna stop him but, Not even he knew if he was ticklish there.

He slipped off a boot and Grabbed his ankle and held it firmly, Not hurting him, Just tight enough he couldn't pull it back. Then he started to scribble at his Socked foot, He got an answer immediately as The Arsonist had Squealed and twitched, Trying desperately to pull the foot back.

Well now he knows he is ticklish there. It tickled there more than it did in some other spots. But his regular laughter ended as Engineer had started to tickle around his toe area, Thats when he Lost it.

He was squirming desperately and laughing Hysterically.

Out of Hysterics he managed to spit out "OKAHAHY! I FEHEHEL BETTER!" And On command, He let go and stopped the Assault.

As He was catching his breath, the Engineer asked,

"Feel better, Partner?" He patted him on the head as Pyro giggled.

"Yes, thank you." He said as he got up and put his boot back on. And stood up and Hugged the Engineer.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! 💗🫶

#spookytks #tickle fic #tf2222 #lee!pyro #ler!engineer #HEHEHEBE #HES SO CUTE #💗🫶

[nickfowlerrr]

keeping secrets

new series sneak peek

pairing: soft dark!bucky barnes x reader (dark!soulmate au)

words: 665

notes: ask and ye shall receive! here is a sneak peek of an upcoming series. and okay, this isn't edited and it might not be the final version - but it's what i have rn. again, this was a request i received last saturday and i absolutely loved it. can't wait to share it when it's finished!! and big thanks to whoever requested it! also - it's gonna have major "cardigan" vibes so be prepared for the angst. (it’s my specialty) 😙

“Why keep indulging yourself then? If it’s just sex, then you can get it from anyone, you can get it from her, can’t you? I mean does she even know how you really feel? Or are you keeping that a secret from her, too?” you tried to provoke, desperately hoping for a reaction from him. Any kind of response. Maybe he’d actually talk this time, maybe he wouldn’t run away so soon. Even if it was for an argument, at least he’d stay a little longer. You knew you were starting to push it, you knew you were being harsh, but you just didn’t care. And it was nowhere near as harsh as he was to you. Nowhere near as cold.

“You think she feels the same way about you? And even if she does, do you think she’d deny her soulmate for you, too? Deny herself the same that you are,” you kept prodding him as he redressed himself, apparently dead set on ignoring you once again. Your heart felt like it was being squeezed in his very hand, and you thought maybe it’d actually burst in your chest from the pain. Because it hurt. It always hurt. The way he avoided you anytime he saw you around. The way he couldn’t even say a simple “hello” when you entered a room. The way you knew he was about to leave you again without so much as a “goodbye”.

Worst of all, the way he used your body. Lavishing love upon you for hours on end and then tearing it all away when he finally got his fill - once again making you feel absolutely disposable. Actually, maybe what hurt the worst was the way you were never strong enough to deny him. But how could you? He was your soulmate. Of course you wanted him to want you. You wanted him around as often as possible, but it seemed he only wanted you around to fuck when he couldn’t deny himself any more.

“You really think she’d do this to her soulmate? Cuz you’re not just hurting yourself, ya know. You’re hurting me,” your voice broke on your last words as he stopped in his tracks by your door.

“No one is forcing you to do anything, and you’re the one who keeps letting me fuck you,” he sneered. “So stop acting like you’re a goddamn victim,” - he cringed internally at his poor choice of words, but continued on anyway. “I told you before and I’ll tell you again. You and me, it’s not gonna happen, okay? If you dont want to have sex anymore, thats fine. I was just trying to help the both of us out. I don’t need this from you. I don’t need anything from you.” he continued, trying to ignore your heart breaking a little more with each word he spoke. But your sadness was quickly covered by your anger.

“Okay,” you nodded, speaking quietly at first. “Well when she finds her soulmate - and breaks your heart - don’t you fucking dare try and come back for me.” you seethed, the words tasting like venom in your mouth. You grabbed the sweatshirt he had left on your bed and threw it at him when you spoke again, “You can get the fuck out of my room now.” And like you knew he would, he left without another word. The only sound you heard was the slamming of your door before you let your tears begin to fall. Because like you knew it would, it hurt. You may have felt disposable, but that couldn’t be true. Because he kept. coming. back. And deep down, you just knew, he always would. He’d always come back to you. You just didn’t know how much longer you could wait for him to stop denying this. To stop being so cruel. To stop acting like he didn’t love you as much as you loved him. You weren’t sure if the pain was worth it anymore.

#soft dark bucky x reader #soft!dark bucky #soft!dark bucky x reader #dark!soulmate au #keeping secrets series #soulmate!reader #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes x soulmate!reader #dark!bucky

[chaos-grimlin]

Intro: No one truly knows what happened that night in Woodsboro, California. All the public knows was that two teenage boys, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, went crazy. That the boys killed with no motive, that it was a case of crazy and peer pressure. Sidney Prescott, the "girlfriend" of Billy Loomis,Y/n L/n, the girl both boys were deeply obsessed with, and Gale weathers, a news reporter, where 3 of 5 witnesses that were willing to talk and tell their sides of the story to the public while Dewy Riley, the deputy sheriff of woodsboro, and tennager Randy Meeks refused to talk to law enforcements at the time. All the stories told to law enforcement seem to differ from person to person, but...in this tale, we will focus on Y/n, the obsessions, side of the story...

Marked (Poly! Billy Loomis and Stu macher x reader)

Word count:958

Chapter 4- Somethings not right

~~~time skip this is were it becomes strongly accurate to the actual movie! The top part is just ya know… intro to Y/n and stuff~~~

^^^3rd person P.O.V^^^

Casey stood in her kitchen, popping popcorn for herself and Y/n and Steve when they got here.

Then… Casey heard the phone ring.

Casey walked from the kitchen and picked up the phone from the hook and pressed it to her ear. 

“Hello?” she asked as she kept her eyes on the popcorn that was on the oven.

 “Hello” a deep male voice said on the other side. “Yes?” Casey asked. “Who is this?” the deep voice asked back. “Hmm… who you trying to reach?” Casey muttered. “What number is this?” “What number are you trying to reach?” the two went back and forth with each other.

"I dont know" the male voice responded.

Casey smiled softly "Well... I think you have the wrong number" she said with a small giggle.

"Do i?" The voice asked in a snarky tone.

"It happens! Take it easy" Casey said as she laid the phone back down on the hook, hanging up the call.

Casey went to walk off but she didnt make 4 steps before the phone started to ring again.

She looked back at it with a puzzled look on her face.

She went over and picked the phone up again "Hello?" She asked. Her voice stayed in a sweet tone.

"I'm sorry, i guess i dialed the wrong number" the same male voice said.

Although Casey couldn't see their face, she could tell whoever it was, was slightly messing around with her

"Ugh so why did you call it again?" Casey said with a amused smile.

"To... Apologize" the voice said.

"Well your forgiven, bye now" "wait wait! Dont hang up"

The voice sounded desperate to talk to her, and that made Casey smirk.

"Why?" Casey asked.

"I wanna talk to you for a second" the voice said in a flirty tone.

"They got 900- numbers for that.. See ya" Casey said and hung up the phone for the second time.

Casey then walked out of the living room and took the first tin of popcorn off the stove and put the other one on.

As soon as Casey pulled the paper off the top of the tin, Casey's phone rung again.

Casey let out a sigh as she walked over to the phone and picked it up, thinking it was Y/n or Steve.

"Hello? Y/n? Steve?" Casey said as she put the phone to her ear.

"Why don't you want to talk to me?" The deep, raspy, male voice that had called before spoke through the line.

"Who is this" Casey asked, slowly getting concerned

"You tell me your name ill tell you mine" he said.

Casey slowly walked back to the stove, keeping the phone to her ear.

"Oh! I don't think so" Casey said as she walked to the stove, picked up the popcorn tin? And shook it slightly.

"Whats that noise?" The male asked.

"Popcorn!" Casey said with a smile.

"Your making popcorn?" The male asked, trying to keep Casey on the phone.

"Uh-huh!" Casey said, nodding her head although the man couldnt see her... Or so she thought..

"I only eat popcorn when im watching a movie" The man scoffed out.

"Wellll... Im getting ready to watch a video" Casey said, sitting the popcorn back on the burner.

"Oooo really? What?" The man asked curiosity building in his voice.

"Oh just some... Scary movie" Casey said as she recalled it was Y/ns and hers favorite type of movie.

"You like scary movies?" The voice asked, his voice going deeper.

"Uh-huh!" Casey said with a toothy grin.

(Iconic lineeeee)

"What's your favorite scary movie?" The voice asked.

"Uhhh i dont know" Casey said as she scanned her mind, thinking of her favorite movie.

"Oh you got to have a favorite! What comes to mind?" He asked.

"Um... Halloween! Ya know..the one with the guy in the white mask who goes around stalking babysitters" Casey said as she pulled one of the kitchen knifes from its wooden holsters.

"Yeahh" he said.

Casey looked over to the stove and saw the tinfoil on the popcorn start to rise slightly.

"What's yours?" Casey asked.

"Guess" he said.

"Umm.. "Night mare on elm street"!" She said.

"Is that the one where the guy had knifes for fingers?" He asked

Casey put the knife back and started walking "yeah Freddy Krueger" she said.

"Freddy! Yeah that's right.. I liked that one.. It was scaryy" he said in a way that made Casey feel like he was lying.

"Yeah, well the first one was but the rest sucked" Casey muttered .

Casey remembered watching that movie with Y/n when they were younger and she remembers Y/n getting so scared by it to the point she wouldn't sleep and when she did she wanted Casey to look after her...the memory brought a smile onto her face.

The conversation went quiet after that as Casey walked through her parents house.

"So... You got a boyfriend?" The man asked, breaking the silence.

"Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?" Casey asked, not telling the man that she did infact have a boyfriend

"Maybee..do you have a boyfriend?" The man asked again.

"Mhmm.. No" Casey lied

"You never told me your name" the voice said in a flirty tone.

"Why do you wanna know my name?" Casey said, playing into the flirtyness.

"Because...i wanna know who im looking at.."

With that...

Casey froze.

She felt every muscle in her body tense up... And at that moment..she knew...someone was watching her..

#scream #casey becker #billy loomis and stu macher x reader #billy loomis #stu macher #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #randy meeks x reader

[rwateringcan03]

Daryl x Merle Tickle fic

Requested by @bubblygiggles . Hope you enjoy <3

The trees were whistling softly in the wind as Daryl and Merle made their way through the woods, no determined destination in their minds. The ground was slightly soggy underneath their feet from the rain the night before. Daryl paused for a second to swing his crossbow over his shoulder again, as it was causing strain on his arm. Merle followed beside him.

"So what happened with you and your friends back at that prison?"

Daryl glanced at him. "Dunno. Wanted to come out 'ere with you."

Merle chuckled. "You gonna go back with 'em?"

"Dunno."

The 2 brothers kept on walking through the trees, keeping an eye out for walkers. Merle noticed that Daryl was quieter than usual. Although the man wasn't naturally that loud, Merle still knew something was off.

"Ya alright, little brother?"

Daryls sunken eyes looked over at him. "M'fine."

"You don't sound like it."

"Just told you. M'fine."

Merle stopped in his tracks. Daryl stopped and turned around. "What?"

"You're gonna head back with them, aren't ya little brother?" Merle said, facing Daryl.

Daryl took a deep breath. "I dunno. You can come back with me if you want. If I decide to I mean."

Merle chuckled agian. "Man, your people hate me. I can't go back with them."

Daryl stepped closer to Merle. "I can talk something out with Rick. Maybe he'll let you stay. He will."

Merle scoffed and accidently brushed Daryls side with his fingertips. Daryl jumped at the sensation and took a step back. Merle stared at him, his mouth dropping open.

"Dont tell me you're still ticklish.."

Daryl let his crossbow fall to the ground, getting ready to run of he had to. A smile grew on Merles face and he inched towards Daryl. Daryl's eyes grew wide and he took off running from his brother, trying to hide behind trees as Merle followed in his trail.

"GET BACK HERE LITTLE BROTHER"

Merle called out. Merle and Daryl rarely had tickle fights growing up, but when they did, it always ended up Merle ontop of Daryl, tickling the shit out of him. But that was a long time ago, and Daryl had honestly forgotten he was ticklish.

Merle suddenly lost sight of his brother. He desperately looked around, a smile still on his face.

"Where are ya little brother?..." He said in a playful tone, scanning the trees for any sight of the man.

He heard a faint giggle from behind him and darted toward the sound. Daryl was hidden behind a tree. He suddenly saw his brother charge at him and he tried running agian, but only got a few steps away before slipping on leaves and falling onto his back on the slightly damp forest floor. He groaned in pain, before feeling Merle pounce on him and pin his arms above his head. Daryl had already started giggling.

"Meherle dohont.." he warned, squirming under his brothers weight. Merle grinned at his brother before letting his arms go and scribbling all over this torso with his hand.

"NOHOHO MERLEHEHEHAHAAH" Daryl's hands shot down, trying desperately to grab a hold of his brothers arms. Merle tazered his brothers unprotected side, making Daryl squeal with laughter. Merle then trapped Daryls left arm down with his prosthetic arm, making Daryls laughter spike. Merle then scribbled his fingers over Daryl's exposed belly and ribs, making his arch his back and throw his head back with laughter. "NOHOAHAHAHA MERHEHEHEHAHAHA" Daryl could hardly make out words before being cut off with his own laughter.

Merle switched from poking to clawing at Daryls belly, making his raspy laughter take a pitch higher. Daryl attempted flipping over onto his stomach, but Merle stopped him by tickling his side.

"No flipping over little brother." He teased, a wide smile on his face. "Can't believe your still ticklish."

"SHUT UHUHUP" Daryl shook his head from side to side. He felt Merle lift his shirt up, and pin his other arm to the side of his head. Daryl eyes widened.

"nononononoho Merle plehehHESE" Merle ignored his brothers pleading and took a huge breath and blew a giant raspberry in the centre of Daryls belly. Daryls laughter went silent. His face went red and tears were flowing down his face. Merle barked out a laugh.

"Want another one, little bro?"

Daryl shook his head desperately, kicking his feet. "NoHOHOHO MERLE STOHOHOP PLEHEHEHESE" Merle finally got the message and stopped his attack. He pulled Daryl's shirt down for him and layed down beside him. Daryl wrapped his arms around his torso and rolled onto his side, his laughter eventually stopping.

"Too much?" Merle asked, a shit eating grin on his face. He ruffled Daryl's hair.

"Shut the fuhuck up." Daryl asked, his lips still curved into a smile.

Merle sighed and sat up. "Well c'mon little brother. Let's keep walking." He patted Daryls chest and stood up. Daryl got up slowly, fetched his crossbow and the two brothers disappeared into the trees.

[hotgirlslovec0ffee]

temporary fix

(fem x male)

Inspired by the song Temporary Fix (a personal fav)

This was originally a Niall fic, because i'm a sucker for that man, but i decided not to put any names so everyone can enjoy it!

warnings: nsfw, slight smut description but a lot of sexual tension, english is not my first language so pls dont judge!!!

from a male perspective

She looked so good, it was unfair.

Everything was unfair, that she was with him, that I was the one for her even though we were not together anymore, even though I selfishly left her, she knew it but still chooses to ignore it. And believe me she knew it all.

Oh she knew.

Everyone knew, I could sense it and with one look at her I knew he was not the one she wanted to be with, hell he didn't even know what she liked.

Her eyes battled with mines trying to tell me an encrypted message.

My eyes scanned her whole body trying to see through her clothes and skin, remembering how good she looked with nothing on while she was laying under me.

I couldn't stop imagining her naked with one of my t-shirt’s on, messy brunette hair slipping through her shoulders while she walks away from my bed towards the bathroom.

Fuck, she was driving me insane.

I was going to explode.

I needed her

I needed her right now

Her gaze drop to my lips and right there my body 

My body started moving automatically  swinging through the dance floor trying my best to not look desperate

Like a predator trying to catch their prey

But who was who?

She tricked you by the way her body folded and moved with the rhythm, the way her hair moved swiftly leaving her naked neck on display. The way that tiny dress hugged her body perfectly, torturing me  while going up and down her thigh revealing more of her bare delicious skin

She knew it was making e go feral b the way a small devilish smirk appeared on her face

Everyone was looking at her, everyone except the asshole that had her arm hooked around her waist

She saw me, I knew she did by the way she looked at me.

What does a pretty girl like you doing here

Ugh just having fun and you pretty boy?

Looking for my pretty girl

Good luck finding her 

I think i just did

She hold a grin on her face.

It was like an unspoken rule, she guided me to the floor forgetting about her guy and swinging her hips with the music, like a hypnotic dance, that was working in case you were wondering.

Her hands found its  way to my neck, gently tugging my  hair in  there making

Soo whats ya name ?

whatever you want to call me 

Ohhh she is perfect, god.

Our lips only a sigh away

Are we pretending we don't know each other? 

I don't know, depends if you are into role play

Then in that case i wanna be a french opera singer

I laughed, of course, she laughed back ,what a beautiful sound.

With a french name of course like Brigitte or Amelie

God y/n i cannot take you seriously

Damn you just ruined my character and my whole night

Sorry miss , how can I make it up to you?

Hmmm… we can roll in the darkness and maybe you can put your hand wrapped where my heart is.

Sounds tempting, but only for tonight?

Depends….

I shut her laugh with a gentle kiss, lips syncing at the same rhythm like they were following a perfect synchronized choreography. Her nails scratched the back of my neck as I introduced my tongue in her mouth, she knew I was in control and she loved it.

She pulled back slightly and i took this as an advance to attack her neck

God I missed you like crazy

Me too darling, dont worry im here now and ready for you, ready to make it up for being an asshole.

Ready for me? Wow what a gentleman

Always , I feel like we should go somewhere more private unless you don't mind giving a show to everyone

Hmmm I think I pass, but there's a small janitor room at the end of the hallway.

She gasped as her back hit the wall, lips attached and tongues fighting for dominance.

She controlled me, she always did.

My knees grew weak as she sucked my bottom lip, and a moan threatening my throat when she started to palm me though the clothes.

We knew our bodies better than anyone else.

Love if you keep doing that I may need to take you right here

There's nothing I would love more

Our clothes quickly discarded 

Room became filled with obscene sounds and heavy breaths

One hand holding her thigh to get a better angle, the other on my cock as i pushed gently into her

Fuck

Shit, i forgot how good it felt

Her hands pushed me back into a kiss , messy and passionate, one that would bruise our lips so hard the would turn purple for weeks. My movements became harder as she begged for it , crying into my mouth as I swallowed her moans.

I'm not going to last any longer darling

Fuck, me neither, feels so good

I moved her leg trying to stretch her more so I could hit that exact spot, and by the sounds she was making I knew I found it.

She was coming closer by seconds, her walls squeezing me as her orgasm hit her, mine following, painting her insides.

My thrust became sloppy as I rode her through her orgasm, sensitive sounds and pleads to make me stop.

Im sorry

I know

I missed ya a lot

I can see that

#fanfic #smut #hot #readerxsmut

[luminberry]

"You must be starving!" "Yeah... I could eat."

ehehee ALRIGHT SO..im gonna introduce my two new lads, the twins Atticus and Jericho! Both fun loving lawmen of course from the M/P/N heist missions.

reader goofed up trying to break in somewhere under their jurisdiction..it doesn't go how they expect. and imma try some new things with this one so, if ya read it i hope ya dont mind tellin me how it goes :o

there is fatal vore but im trying something i saw and its going to be wholesome since respawn is canon here.

You normally weren't desperate enough to risk doing stupid shit like theft and breaking into certain places in broad daylight. But after getting involved with SQ and trying to make a enterprise for yourself, money was unfortunately a very serious need. And most of the jobs you did off and on didn't quite pay enough to get things done let alone keep the lights on.

Fuck whoever it was in Nevada who set the price of living this damn high, you had a empire to make to save the world. And yet you needed ample amounts of cash to even get around to doing the basics, like pay your growing number of underlings a living wage and keeping the lights on.

Soo...things like theft and the like slowly became a thing you did. You didn't steal from hard working grunts like yourself however, more like the bastards at Nexus and the like. Doc had given you more than enough information to know they wouldn't miss a few hundred thousand or three, it'd all circulate back into the system anyways!

If anything, you summarized to yourself, you were doing a good for the community by giving several dozen grunts money to spend on things and boost the livelihood of other businesses in the city.

So now here you were..breaking into a damn bank of all things in the middle of the day..or whatever time it was right now. Telling time was very hard when a certain someone murdered the sun of all goddamned things.

You had a few of your more dependable underlings along for the ride, they were hiding nearby while you got to work picking the lock to the back entrance of the building where security seemed to be the lightest. For the moment things seemed to be going rather smoothly, you had even did a bit of scouting the place out ahead of time instead of your usual antics of just running in absolutely blind and hoping for the best when the shit hit the fan.

Upon hearing the satisfying click of the lock sliding open you waved your group over and slipped inside, wedging a rock into the door to keep it over for a fast getaway..it did always pay to make sure you had a exit strategy, you learned that your first few days of trying to get your empire up and going.

Finding the vault was easy at least, they made it almost blatantly obvious in fact by the damn alarm lights and guards positioned around it. Getting in was of course going to be a hard task but thats why you brought back up.

No sooner than you sent your group in to clear the way did all hell of course break loose. The alarms began blaring while you ran to start breaking into the vault while your group defended your progress.

Minutes seemed to tick by slowly as your progress went at a snails pace, your group was thankfully holding their ground against the onslaught. You did your best to drown out the hellishly loud alarms and sounds of gunfire raging all around you until the first door opened with a satisfying groan of metal.

"Alright guys hurry up and help me start grabbing the bags, we need to get this shit to the car before the next wave arrives."

Your group wasn't faring exactly too well, but least they were all still alive and that's what counted honestly. The lot of you ran inside to start tearing open doors and dumping handfuls of cash into bags with outright manic energy.

Before long you had six bags bulging with cash and whatever else your group could get their hands on. You sent two of your group to run back to the van to drop the goods off while the rest went back out to stand guard while you got to work opening the second set of doors. You were sure things would be going smoothly from this point on, they already sent a huge chunk of officers only to lose em all in matter of a few minutes to your group.

You were fairly sure today would be a easy payday for once.

As you got to work getting the second set of doors to open up, chaos resumed as somehow to your surprise, more officers came rushing in to try and put a stop to your groups little antics.

Unable to really keep a eye on things outside like you were able to for the first set of doors, it wasn't until you cracked the seal some several stressful minutes later did something seem off, you chalked it up to the mounting stress of having to keep everyone in line and get out in one piece, which was the damn case for every mission these days...It was probably why you didn't have much money since everyone kept dying.

"Alright guys, I need two of you to help me get this back to the car, there's too much for me to do it without making several trips!" Two of your more faster teammates came running back to lend a hand getting the cash stashed away for easy transport, tiredly laughing and joking about what all they'd spend their pay on already. The others, while tired agreed to stand watch while the three of you ran the bags out. With any luck you'd all be done with plenty of time to spare to maybe even hit Gil's up for some burgers as a job well done.

As your little group tossed the first few bags into the back of the van idling beside the back entrance, a commotion lit up over your radios. The sounds of your two teammates left behind yelling in confusion and alarm before being cut rather abruptly. Giving a worried look to your two companions you tossed the rest of the loot in and made a run for the vault to see what became of the rest of your team.

As you rounded the corner your group stopped dead at the sight before you all. Your teammates were very much dead, taken out and almost smeared against the doors of the vault. And standing in front of them were two hulking figures dressed in two long coats of dusty brown and faded denim blue. Your arrival doesn't go unnoticed by the two newcomers unfortunately as the one in blue turns to look at you all.

"Well now, glad tha rest of y'all decided ta finally join us. Unfortunately for these two..they weren't much for talkin. I do hope that ain't tha same case for y'all as well or I'm jus gonna be rather put out."

The light coming off the overhead bulbs made his yellow glasses glow with an almost hostile familiarity that made your chest tighten in fear. The two of them easily had two feet and then some over you and your group, they didn't look like Gol3ms or M4gs..and that alone made the heavy sick feeling of fear in your chest grow worse with each passing second.

Seconds ticked by and the grunt in blue seemed to grin and turn to fully face you, as did the one in the brown coat. You needed to act fast before the mission turned to shit, you needed to get the money out of here..But you barely had any ammo left and you were dead certain these two weren't lightweights.

A stupid and outright foolhardy plan quickly came together. It would mean your likely death but the mission would still succeed. It just needed to work for the scant few seconds you'd need to get the ball rolling.

Good thing you carried flashbangs with you.

Tossing out two in front of the strangers you reeled back and hauled your two remaining teammates back as the grenades detonated, causing the two left behind to let out abrupt noises of confusion and alarm.

Yanking your group clear into safety you pulled them close and gave them their orders.

"We're fucked, that much is dead certain. But we can still get a payday, I'll keep em both distracted, I need you two to get in the van and floor it."

"B-but Boss we can't leave ya! That's a death sentence, you saw how fuckin built those two are you wouldn't last more than a few seconds."

"That's all we need and you're wasting it! Get going damnit, and if I'm lucky I'll meet you back at base in the infirmary with the others, now get fuckin going!"

You all but shoved them down the hall from whence you came and squared yourself for the outright asskicking you were about to receive. As you turned to head back to the vault the sounds of two pairs of boots met your ears, followed by a set of hearty laughs.

"Well now ain't that somethin? Savin yer lil teammates by givin yerself up huh? Haven't seen that inna coons age, and here I thought we'd have a slow day today Atty."

"Reckon yer right there Jeri, first time inna long while I've seen someone jus give themselves up ta save someone else..Not that it'll really stop us from doin our job here, y'all did just rob a bank in broad daylight."

The fact that they weren't straight out gunning you down made you pause..course it was probably obvious you had very little fight left in you, you were exhausted from trying to keep everyone else alive and keep the vault cracking going during active gunfire of all things.. These two could probably kill you in one hit and were just wasting time for fun.

"Yeah well....well I had no choice okay! We needed the money pretty badly. I don't care what happens now, I got what I wanted for my crew to prosper.. So whatever happens next happens."

You were fine with death, you had a damn fine medic back at base anyways that'd bring you back and put you back together again..What you weren't expecting was the two of them to give each other a odd look before grinning again at you in that oddly unnerving way.

"Well, I'll give y'all credit for stickin ta yer guns, but tha laws tha law and we gotta take ya in one way or another. So if ya come quietly with us I'll promise things will go alot smoother than havin than tha hard way."

"Jeris right darlin, no use fussin n fightin with us...Ain't no point there jus wastin yer energy. So c'mere and we'll take good care of ya, think of it as a reward for makin our day a lil easier. We tried givin yer friends tha same option but..Course they proved ta be rather stubborn n downright rude."

They acted like this was a chore they didn't feel like going through all the trouble of doing..Something about that rubbed you the wrong way and made you angry, you couldn't fight..But you damn sure could run and make their day all the more worse. You didn't owe them shit, they killed your teammates and are more than likely going to kill you, or just arrest you by the sounds of things.

And god you didn't want to waste money posting bail of all goddamn things. You pushed yourself and took off at a dead sprint out the nearby back doors without a word, the two lawmen yelling for you to stop before more than likely taking off after you.

"Hey now, get yer lil backside back here!"

"Y'all really gonna pull this hogwash after we said we'd go easy on ya?? Well now ain't that just plain rude!"

You'd laugh if you weren't sprinting away like your demise was biting at the skin of your heels, cause well it probably was knowing your luck. The streets weren't too crowded given the local law enforcement probably cleared everyone out by force leaving you plenty of open space to try and find a route those two massive bastards couldn't follow you through.

Ducking a sharp left and nearly falling into the alley you were trying to slip through, you nearly let out a scream seeing just how damn close they were. They had easily closed the gap between you and were damn near a hands breath away from just grabbing at you, the one in blue saw your panicked glance and grinned as he tried to swipe at you.

"What're ya lookin spooked for? Y'all should know what ya signed up for sugar! Not lettin ya get away that easy now, gotta do better than that ta shake tha likes of us~"

He didn't even sound fucking winded, it almost sounded like he was having fun running you down..Oh god you really had to get away now, you didn't want either of them getting ahold of you. You'd have to think fast before you ran out of energy.

What you didn't expect was the turn in the alleyway leading into a abrupt end, almost smacking headlong into the smooth two story wall in front of you. You felt your stomach drop into your feet after a moment when two sets of laughter broke you from your thoughts.

"Was wonderin why ya took this turn..Guess ya didn't know it ended in a dead-end? Y'all did try, I'll give ya credit.. Been a while since I had a bit of fun, doncha agree Jeri?"

"I agree Atty, our lil friend here moves bout as quick as a jackrabbit in a greased skillet! Too bad tha fun ended a lil too soon, was enjoyin it."

As they talked they closed the gap slowly, leaving you pinned against the wall trying to think of a last minute escape plan....and coming up short sans just trying to make a break for it between them. Not wanting to be cornered and starting to panic about what was to come you tried it anyways.

You only managed to get three steps past them both before you felt yourself being abruptly grabbed and wrenched back off your feet. The outright suddenness of it pulled a shocked gasp out of you as you were hauled back to stumble and stand between the two lawmen against your own will.

"Just can't accept that yer done runnin can ya? Well if I were y'all I'd save that fightin energy for later. Now, gotta figure out who's gonna take ya in. Since I spotted ya first I think tha credit should go ta me."

"Aw now wait just a second there Jeri, that ain't what I remember agreein ta."

Atty, the one in brown stepped closer to argue with who you knew was Jeri, unfortunately for you that left you now very much caught literally between them both. You found out that both brothers had a bit of a sizeable belly, leaving you to be squished between them as you tried to wiggle free. Though try as you could, one of the brothers had a hold on your arm and kept you rooted to the spot as you more or less felt the argument than heard at this point.

The two of them seemed intent on arguing circles around each other while you struggled uselessly to worm your way out somehow, the two of them were like walking heaters and it was getting hard to focus. Hell it felt like the longer you stayed stuck between them both the deeper you sank between them, you tried to get either ones attention in hopes of getting free.

Minutes ticked by and you were very much sure by now they were deliberately ignoring you while they talked, you had even started flailing your legs a bit to maybe get something to happen. When you tried to maybe push yourself did you realize something was wrong.

You couldn't feel the ground any more, not only that but the hand holding your arm felt somehow alot more bigger. Being trapped between them you couldn't see for sure but this was starting to freak you out something bad. Pulling your one free arm close to your chest, you tried to push out to free your head at least so you could get a look around.

Wriggling around a bit you managed to force the damn walls of flesh pinning you between them apart to see what the hell they were doing, or just to yell at them when what greeted you made you pause in disbelief.

They towered over you, more so than you remember them doing what, five minutes ago?? You felt yourself reeling for a moment trying to make sense of this, how the hell did they get bigger?? Your voice only came out in a shocked and embarrassingly quiet squeak of surprise, which of course got both of their attentions.

Gold and yellow lenses tilted down to get a look at you before their owners grinned mischievously.

"Ya need somethin down there darlin? Ya look a bit outta sorts down there."

"Don't look like yer havin fun down there though sugar. Maybe we should wrap things up ay Atty?"

As they talked you felt something weird..like your body was shifting ever so slightly despite you being stock still. At least until a noise coming from the one called Jeri's stomach grumbled out against you loudly, causing both of them to look back up at one another.

"Damn Jeri, when's tha last time ya got anythin ta eat? Must be starvin if yer guts makin that much noise."

"Guess it slipped my mind till now Atty, but yer right I should probably eat somethin here right soon."

As they talked, your world shifted even more so as you both felt and saw yourself being pulled free from between the two lawmen..only things were very much wrong now and it turns out your eyes weren't playing tricks on you.

Both Jeri and Atty looked so much more bigger than before simply because you had shrunk. Jeri was wrapping his large fingers around you as he shifted to bring you up to his smiling face. Your stomach had probably hit the core of the earth by now by how goddamned panicked and worried you were feeling now.

"Aw what's that look for sugar? Y'all scared of lil ol'e me or somethin? Heh, just relax yer in good hands~"

The fact that you were no bigger than some doll being held hostage in his massive hand made you glare at him for the stupid joke, which made him snort and laugh lightly in response.

"Sorry couldn't resist a lil jokin, tryin ta lighten tha mood yea? Ya look damn near ready ta faint on me here from fright alone."

"Might be cause of that spooky ass grin ya keep levelin their way ya damn goofball. C'mon Jeri, ain't no one tell ya it's impolite ta play round with yer food?"

"I know I know, just not lookin forward ta writin up tha damn damage reports for todays lil incident. Made off with more than 10k and then some didn'tcha?"

He gave you a half hearted glare before another loud grumble came from his midsection once more..a slow rising dread listening to them both made its way into your chest. The whole food comment now starting to take a darker meaning in the back of your head.

"...You-you can't be serious..You're taking me back to jail right? Why shrink me, what's going on?"

"Y'all haven't put it together have ya sugar? Well nothin's a better teacher than first hand experience right? Just gotta take care of one lil detail first."

Large warm fingers grabbed ahold of your legs one by one and you felt Jeri slip off your shoes of all things, the reality of your current situation was finally kicking in and you began to thrash and kick at him wildly.

"Aw now simmer down sugar, ain't no point ta try fightin now, y'all already lost this lil battle. Just calm down n let me do what I do best, promise I'll even be real gentle with ya."

You couldn't get his fingers to budge even a inch with how hard you tried to fight, his grip was like steel around you even if it didn't hurt you in the slightest. Regardless you were still scared shitless at what he had planned for you.

You felt the hand holding you shift close to Jeris face as he raised you higher still to hang over his now wide open mouth, lips curled into a easygoing smile as he caught your stare.

"Been fun sweetheart, but a mans gotta eat afterall. Try n behave a lil better n we might not have ta meet like this again next time yeah?"

Feet dangling over his awaiting abyss of a mouth you were left speechless, this couldn't be happening, this shouldn't be happening. Your brain was shutting down from the shock until you felt the shocking warmth of what awaited you envelop your legs eagerly.

Watching yourself being slipped between grinning jaws and doing nothing at all to stop it aside from a soft pitiful wailing noise. A noise that rose several octaves as you abruptly felt the hand holding you simply let you go to freefall the rest of the way inside. Your back met with the warm wet flesh inside, you snapped your head up just in time to see the outside world vanish as the jaws surrounding you clicked shut, locking you inside for good.

You were inside someones mouth, it was humid and cramped but you began to thrash and yell to be let back out. Death wasn't a new subject for any Nevadean, but being eaten alive wasn't something you wanted to experience. The bastard who had you tucked away behind his teeth hummed gently around you and began to toss and turn you about, like you were nothing but a piece of food to savor.

There wasn't room for you to do anything, you were at his mercy and unfortunately it seemed like he only wanted one thing from you. Your hellish experience was only about to grow worse as you felt your prison tilt back once more and felt yourself sliding downwards as your legs were gripped tightly and pulled into Jeri's throat. It was going too fast, you didn't want any of this but it seemed your captor was all to eager to get you where he wanted you, another long gulp or two and you were slipping down his throat with ease. Before you could even come to terms with it you were being dumped into his stomach, landing on your back in the dark amongst walls of squishy flesh.

You were trying not to hyperventilate when a voice rang out all around you amongst the other bodily noises.

"Hope yer cell's comfy, gotta admit ya didn't taste half bad! Would of liked ta enjoy ya a bit longer but I'm on tha clock sadly. Gotta put business ahead of pleasure ya understand. Thanks for bein sucha lovely lil treat, makes up a lil bit for tha ruckus y'all caused."

You wanted to scream, to cry, to do anything other than lay here inside of someone elses goddamn stomach of all things. Your new prison began to gently sway, they were likely heading back to the bank now that you were taken care of. You could almost make out what the two of them were saying over the rushing of blood in your ears.

Jericho couldn't help but feel a little bit bad but he was a lawman afterall and you definitely were a dang criminal. You looked scared witless, must of been your first time getting put away in that kinda manner, he'd make it up to you the only way him and his brother could. The thought did bring a smile to his face a bit more, if things worked out you'd understand as well before long.

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You weren't sure how much time had passed while trapped in here, you had already gone through all the stages of grief it felt like. The tears had long ago stopped as you exhausted yourself trying to fight and figure a way back up to freedom. You quickly found out nothing worked, and served to only amuse your captor who laughed and commented now and again on your "fighting spirit being cute".

So you opted to lay in the dark and hope whatever happened next wouldn't be too painful. So far the only thing of note you could notice was that you felt utterly exhausted and every bit of you felt weirdly tingly. Like the static you felt when a limb had fallen asleep, only it covered every inch of you and made the exhaustion worse by tenfold. Deciding sleep might be the only escape you had left, you felt yourself drifting off before your tired mind could finish processing the thought.

Jericho paused for a moment in the middle of his workload to let out a soft burp or two, hand going to his midsection where you had long decided to go still and accept what was going to happen. A much softer smile spread over his face for a moment before going back to work once more.

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Dying was a little different each time, the weird interm before you "woke up" back in the cloning vats back at base different for you and everyone else. Sometimes you'd just wake up immediately with a gasp of fresh air, Skinner somewhere nearby ready to help you to your feet. Others it felt like you were being pulled up from some deep trench, still muddled and caught between life and death. Those rare times were the worse..taking you hours till you felt stable and completely alive again. Doc had said it was due to your imprinting sometimes acting weird and it would happen from time to time.

But this time was..much different. You felt warm, comfortably warm and relaxed oddly. Like getting into a freshly clean bed after a nice hot shower almost kind of warm but it permeated every last cell of you. If you had a face wherever this was it'd be red as something else accompanied the warmth. It felt like...adoration, like pure love and joy at seeing someone. You felt like you were being scooped up and pulled into the perfect hug by someone you hadn't seen in ages..someone you missed but never knew at the same time. It overwhelmed you entirely, can you cry here?? It felt like something you so desperately needed and yearned for but couldn't put into actual words..It simply was love in every form somehow at once.

You woke up and it felt like it was all too soon somehow. Tears were gently flowing down your face, worrying Skinner and the few workers he had lending him a hand..You told them you were fine, just feeling a bit odd. Skinner looked at you and your readings before nodding and tsking gently.

"Well your readings are saying you have twice the regular dosage of dopamine going through your system right now..I'm not sure how but something like that is quite unusual! Especially from just waking up, perhaps some rest and warm food will help regulate your system a bit better. If you continue to feel a bit off from your normal state come see me as soon as possible and we'll run a few tests."

Nodding weakly you wandered off to your private quarters in a mild daze, until two of your teammates all but ran you over.

"BOSS, boss there you are! Glad to see you back in one piece, we got some intel about those two big bastards that got you and the others today."

"Yeah? What's that then, what didja get?"

"They're both lawmen, twins in fact..They're named Jericho and Atticus..they're like..the top enforcers of PrivSec. So no wonder we all got our asses handed to us if they sent their heavy hitters to clear things out."

Looking at the few sheets of paper being held out to you, you saw two very familiar faces grinning back at you..Well the name Jeri made a bit more sense..You gave em a nod and took the papers.

"Next time we try that damn bank again, we're gonna have to bring better guns..if we ever decide to try robbing a damn bank again."

Something told you even if you decided to play it safe, those two damn cowboys would be showing up again...You had a few damn questions for them anyways. But for now..you needed some sleep to sort your head out. And maybe to try and remember what you felt again before waking up.

#g/t vore #mawdness combat #extreme cuddling #fatal vore #tfw i write a goddamn novel for one ask. #v/ore #soft vore #gentle pred #mawedness combat #vore writing #safe vore #sfw vore

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Gizmo opened the bar door and heads quickly turned to face the man. Not because they knew him but because he was so tall,he towered over everyone in that building and he knew damn well he did. The bar was old,the floors creaked and it smelled of pure vodka and vodka based throw up. Gizmo trembled,not something you'd see usually for a man of his size but that never stopped him.

- Can I get a uhm whiskey sour? His voice was deep yet sounded so gentle and kind.

-we don't got those sissy drinks here,you take what's in the bottle that's it

A tall lanky woman with her sides shaved put her hands on gizmos shoulders. Her voice was husky and she played with his hair,he was blushing the whole time. The whole mojave knew gizmo wasn't to be messed with but he wouldn't lay a finger on people who didn't deserve it,hence why she wasn't scared.

In her husky voice she said

-hey big guy..why don't we have ourselves a drinking contest?both end in a reward

He blushed even harder. He was a total lightweight and wouldn't be able to handle all of that.

-uhm yeah sure....what alcohol are we doing?

-Spirytus.

That alcohol is 98% alcohol. Strongest you can still find in the mojave.

-oh man...I can certainly try. No guarantees.

-remember even if you loose you still get a reward.

The bartender laid out 5 shot glasses of the pure lava like alcohol. It burnt just to smell the goddamn thing.

Ready. Set. GO!

Gizmo ended up downing every single shot glass. But that wasn't the point of the contest,it was to see who would stay sober the longest and by now Gizmo was completely hammered. And so was the woman.

-whatzz a big guy liek you doing here eeheheh..

-whats your namee..

-Kc!!!!!

Her husky voice completely replaced by a slurred happy-go-lucky chant.

-shhhshsh....lemme walk you upstairs...

She attempted to walk him up the stairs but both of them fell. And kc landed on top of him.

-oooh enjoying the view there?

Gizmos face was completely covered by something he couldn't tell. And then it hit him...them were some tiddies in his face. He laughed so hard he started to cry. He didn't know if his laughing was cause it was funny or because he had never had boobs in his face before.

-why don't we take this outside..?seeing as both of us can't climb stairs.

They practically fell out of the door and shredded their clothes off. Gizmo looked absolutely handsome, his long locs were tied into a bun and he had a lovely body,he was muscular yet still chubby,you could tell he was livingthe high life.

And kc was equally as handsome,she didn't have much in the way of a chest but Gizmo loved how it complimented his body. She was so small compared to him,but compared to others she was also a giant.

-so big man are you gonna feel anything?

-im a..yknow...

-oh trust me I can tell.

-really..?

-oh honey you're shaking like a freeside junkie of course I can tell ya dont have any experience.

Kc pulled out a little tube of lube and spread it generously on her hands. Gizmo was clearly exited about this whole experience, his everything was hard and he was still shaking.

-now just relax big man..I don't bit..or maybe I do. Ya caught me when I'm drunk so I may.

She teased him quite a bit with her fingers, only touching him occasionally. To be frank she wanted him to beg for this and it looked like she was about to get what she wanted.

-please speed it up...I'm being tortured

-i did say you'd be getting punished for loosing didn't I?This is my reward big guy.

She gripped his erection and gave it a few tugs before trying to out the thing in her mouth. It was way too big for any of that. She steadied herself onto of him and grinded herself on his cock.

-i bet you like that dontcha you dirty boy?do you want more?

-please..KC I'm so desperate for this,please use me

Kc hovered herself above his cock and slowly put herself on top of it. It hurt but she liked that kinda stuff

-jesus fucking christ youre huge..I feel like this is a pole.

And then she got a idea,she's not exactly the only one with a hole and she was supposed to be taking dominance in this. She told him to get on his hands and knees and he listened.

-ooooh such a good boy aren't you?no more of this teasing,I wanna be inside your guts.

Gizmo whimpered and covered his face between his arms. Kc spread him apart and inserted a single finger.

-hnm I don't think this will be good enough for you big guy?you're aching for something bigger.

As she walked away she slapped his ass and went for her room to get her collection of toys.

-So Gizmo,pick your poison.

She held out a few toys and Gizmo pulled out the largest one she had.

-oh my you're such a dirty boy?she squirted a few pumps of lube on it and pressed it against his ass

-holy fuck..please put it in already Kc

Kc bit his neck and shoved it into him. He came immediately and Kc laughed about it.

-im gonna have to punish you for that Gizmo...

She pulled out the toy and only rubbed it against him. Gizmo groaned and shoved himself onto the toy.

-Oooh I see someone's taking control.....

She bit Gizmos neck and slowly pushed it in and out of him. His cock was dripping with precum and semen from when he had came before. He rolled over on his back and pulled kc on top of him with her ass hovering on his face

-woah there little big mak you're getting assertive aren't ya?she sat right on his face. She wasn't done being dominant yet.

IM SORRY.

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Nightcore - Wonderland

A: Anyone else feel like making a story based on the picture and song?

B: Now that you mention it.....yeah I do

C: One step ahead of ya bro~ writes fan fiction on wattpad ah aha~

D: Steam-punk alice in wonderland maybe?

A: I was thinking, maybe a futuristic love story where fairy tales are outdated and not even children are fooled by them. But, a girl starts to doubt it when she finds herself in a relationship that seems like a fairy tale. Doesn't have much to do with Alice in Wonderland, but it seems to fit the lyrics to me.

E: @A i would watch it.

F: @E that... Sounds pretty cool. And your grammar was pretty good, just need to put commas here and there. :)

E: or something like:

a dystopian society where the governement tries to control everyone by creating illusional "fairy tale" character thru media. In this a girl begins to start questioning the way the people are made mediafocussed when she becomes involved in a war between humans and alien, who dress like fairy tale characters. and because of this, it becomes clear that the governement is lead by aliens who make use of humans by pretending they have a good life because of the fairy tale stuff and so on. and then they start to fight. with action. and explosions. and a protagonist who starts as a little weak character who becomes a lead person in the human resistance force. Does this sound good?

And sry if i did big grammar mistakes. It's late as fuck here and it is not my native language. Gomen! ;_;

E: @F tyu :3

A: @F Much better than anything that I could come up with! :)

E: k, i will start writing... x3 <3

G: Am i the only one that thought jadas idea was way more refined? Like guys I dont wanna hate on Mirror but his story idea seems like a generic dystopian. Jadas idea would be great. As the story progresses she could use the past stories to help her get through trials as most fairy tales have some moral to take away from.

H: Anyone here heard of alice is dead? Here's the link to the game: www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/511552

I: @H HOW DO I WIN?! I HAVE NO IDEA

J: my story for this might be a bit too crazy but here is what i am thinking oh and i cant spell well so good luck in reading my idea

The girl is actualy an artuficial intelligence seand through a teleport to see if it works but the teleport malfunctions and instead of sending her to where she was ment to be sends her in a dimension much like ours but in it our fairy tails are real and she also gets free will letting her be more then just a machine.

for now this is what i came up with you tell if its good or not

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A: @K

Wow! This actually was really good! I may just be biased, but I can't really find anything to criticize. The rationality pill was actually a good excuse, considering I couldn't come up with a better one. I actually almost laughed when she asks who Fairy Tales was! Overall, it was very good for a whole short story made from a vague concept! I'd definitely want to read a whole book based on it.

A: I'm so happy this escalated to almost being a real thing! Inspiring whole short stories with only a simple starting concept... this is too much power for one girl.

L: What about chapter storys?

M: @A My idea is this, sorry if it's sucky guys: In a world not so fond of fairytales, metaphors, and things along that line, a girl still enjoys reading all the greek mythology and fictional stories. But this girl suffers a severe disorder that causes her to see things nobody else sees. One late afternoon, cozyied up in her broken down house, something catches her attention. She's not the only one seeing the world differently. Desperate and curios to spread her new finding, she starts a blog on what she's experienced with this... disorder. The government (corperation thing, ect) sees what she's doing. Captured mid afternoon of a humid saterday, The president of the united states is controling the world to make them see it differently, or what we call regualarly. But this different world, this facinating world that this girl sees is the real world. Scared, fearful, and desperate to tell the community, she tries to escape the hellhole of the place. Seeking a way out, she is pulled farther and farther into her disorder, which happened not to be a disorder. The disorder fully kicks in. In a world of upside down houses and a large variety of talking objects, she tries to find her way out of the imagenary world. When a portal is found, she finds the connection of the real world and fake. Being the creative girl she was, she made a device that made her able to switch from the real world and the fake world. Jumping portals with a portal backpack and devieces over her body, she finds love that seems much like the ones out of the book. Trying to convince people they were living in a fake world while wearing something that made her look like a nerd going to comicon, but she finds people who belive her. One of them catches her eye. Her fairytale boy. Her beast. Her prince charming. Her new life of making people belive the truth of the world also brings her closer to her new group of friends, and that one boy (or girl, I don't judge, lol). Her belivers expand and expand. Her fight against the whole united states and the president himself will be hard, but only the greatest heroes can stop this brainwashing crisis all together. An action packed adventure full of magic and action, love and angst, and a thrilling plot that will leave you drooling for more. There we go, my idea

E: @M i fucking love it already. Its like a mix out of Matrix and spirited away. would definitely watch it! <3

M: @E dude, maybe Me, you, and @A should like mix all of are plots together and make this an actual book or movie, I have lots of experience in writing!

E: @M well...i...have none... :-( Thats why this text sounded so nice in my head!

A: I'm okay at writing, I don't claim to be an expert, but I can pump out an improvised 2,000+ chapter of something in a few hours. But, your ideas fantastic, and the most detailed I've seen so far! I really want to be a part of it!

E: @A  Thank you for this compliment man! Maybe i could write too, but my english is way too bad to write something that can create emotions while reading as much as e.g. Dosish's one... Lets just all write in german and its k. x)

A: I'm warning everyone now, my writing(especially when I was younger) tends to be filled with purple prose. It's at it's worst during emotional scenes.

N: @A what do u mean purple prose?

M: @A dude, with all of are skills together, this could really make a good book!

A: @N It's when someone goes overboard on descriptions of something. Using unnecessarily long and fancy words to describe something that should only take one sentence to explain.

For example: It was a dark and stormy night.

Purple Prose version: The moon was nowhere in sight, it's vivid light hidden behind thick, gigantic, charcoal clouds. The stars themselves were invisible, leaving the night sky a particularly dark shade of obsidian. A burst of electricity dashed through the sky, leaving a flash of pure, bright white light in it's wake. Transparent drops of water rained down from the obscuring storm clouds. Falling upon whoever was unfortunate enough to be under it.

(Sorry if I made your brain hurt with that eye sore. XD)

M: @A Oh, and I started a graphic organizer, tell me when you want to see it

A: I’ll love to see it!

N: and the Purple Prose is nice idk why anyone would consider it bad

@A dude I say you 3 write the story, @M does the graphics and ill edit. it could be a summer project lol

A: Quick update on the story: I'm brainstorming about it, and thinking back at  @K's version, I like the idea of her being in a relationship with another girl. Although, the song implies that she's talking to a boy. I don't want to make it a big deal, so there won't be a subplot like, everyone's against their same sex love. It's the future after all. I also might consider the idea of everyone being under "rationality pills" which would explain why fairy tales are now non-sense to them. Any suggestions? I want everyone to get in on this!

A: @N

Late reply, but Purple prose isn't bad in moderation. It just takes too long to get to the point, and new readers won't have the patience to sit through it. But, that's a great idea!

K: The wonderful part of the story is how open the world is, if you want to totally lift the world and themes go nuts. You can even use the chars, though having the Alice I created go through the same thing twice is kinda weird. And no one is "Against " same sex, it just doesn't benefit people since love is non-existent. Therefor Ration blocks feeling like that out.

O: I'd seriously love to read this story when its done

M: Well I mean, I have lots of freetime on my hands, maybe I can write the base or the first chapter and people edit it.

N: @M sounds good, books by many authors are normally good

M: (Link to chapter 1)

NCA note: The above comment has been lost. Despite this I still have the Google Doc saved in my “shared with me”. Here’s a link to my copy of it: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1sCmU3OLcdyLttvh90apoL2HzU2MesxWFBJK7D3Bg43w/edit?usp=sharing.

P: @M impressive…

Q: fyi, just search Electric Lolita City on google The picture is by John Hathaway

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