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#like. i dont want to touch him and in not sure if i can force the words out.
mxdotpng · 2 years
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ive been playing tales of arise lately and hmmm im not sure how i feel about the game. i think i could summarize my thoughts as "just okay" but i dont think thatd be right either
#.text#tales#its like ummm. the first few hours of the game are rlly boring to me ❤️#i got out of calaglia and the game felt a lot better to play. i tended to play abt 90 minutes at a time while still in calaglia and#it took forever to get out of there bc it was just ummm. boring.#and i cant say cyslodia is much better tbh i feel like its generally the same but also no its not? it feels more fluid and#i think the characters feel better in this part. its weird. im not sure how to describe it#when i looked up the game to see how people thought of it it was more or less just a lot of 'has anyone even played this game' and 'no'#which isnt bad u know but i think its RLLY fuckin funny. ive seen some people say it gets rlly good but also i just dont see it yet#i mean i bought it so ofc im GONNA finish it. like the idea they have seems rlly cool... a guy who's memories are seemingly#sealed away inside the indestructable mask hes forced to wear and who can feel no pain. & a girl who inflicts pain upon everyone#she touches. i think shionne suffers a bit from her character writing but she has moments that make her really shine so#im not gonna judge her too hard for it yet. emotions also might be tied to her curse so u know. like i said. not judging yet.#and tbh i think id say the exact same for alphen. sometimes hes really interesting and fun and other times he feels really#stagnant and emotionless. ray chase is doomed to play the exact same character for every role hes in#he was at his best when he played brother nier in replicant and i can see pieces of that in alphens character as the game goes on so#im willing to wait for him as well. rinwell is really cute even if her and shionne's relationship is annoying. i see where its coming#from but i also just hate it when women in media Hate Eachother. what i have against those 2 is literally JUST me so u know#like i said 'just okay' isnt. Accurate but it also ISNT accurate. i dont know how to describe it.#i feel like what they wanted to go for in terms of story and themes was missed for the first part of the story by like a lot#not sure what my feelings are for that one but they arent positive. but like i just think calaglia overall sucked#its weird. like the writing REALLY feels like they just started Actually Caring once we got to cyslodia. its strange#but like whatever. ill See. ill see. eventually. probably.#summary: noctis lucis caelum is in this game.
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pizzapizzadickz · 2 years
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#you need help#thats getting too bad#diary#personal#drugs tw#*sigh* i really wanna get high as shit rn.#i found out today's fathers day so now im stressing bc i dont know how to act happy and congratulate him#like. i dont want to touch him and in not sure if i can force the words out.#...and my mom said to me earlier at least i have a better dad than her.....#haha. i feel like shit.#im just. everything is really too much.#ive been frozen for like at least the last 30-45mins bc my dad interupted me to show me that he assembled my longboard#but like. that really upset me bc 1 he made me stop what i was doing. and 2. he touched something i was going to do#and like i have to fake a smile and be happy but i was super upset so its like. hard not to cause a problem.#idk i need to look up if he put it on right and its stressing me out.#and he started talking about how i need to weed the garlic bc the weeds are big and itll hurt my garlic (obviously)#and just. it stressed me out so much.#like. everything hurts so much and its too much.#and when i told my mom i cant just go back to what i was doing before without doing a routine shes said something like#or well no shit but i dont wanna hear that from you.#also its not even fully ocd. i usually cant go back to what i was doing when i feel interupted.#i rly hate when dad does things and makes me come see when i dont need to bc id rather he just tell me#AND IVE BEEN TOO OVERWHELMED LATELY TO EVEN BOTHER LEAVING THE HOUSE.#suicidal ideation#self harm#ugh. i hate when its like this bc i feel like im faking and then i supress everything and feel like i wanna die.#and like the only way im gonna be able to get through weeding the garlic (or maybe even staining dependimg on how i feel)#is through fucking just hitting myself or something. god i feel so fucking stupid. and im just upset.#...and how the fuck am i supposed to calm down??? and how the fuck am i supposed to act alright n say thank u dad for stressing me out#like. it shows on my face if im really upset. and i sure as hell suck at lying.
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moonsaver · 3 months
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Thinking ab Yan!Dr. Ratio in arranged marriage.. in whichever setting, I dont know
He doesn't like the idea of it at all. He opposes it until he can't. It would have to be a painstakingly limiting situation for him to even marry anyone, especially someone that's arranged.
When it comes to actually talking with him and setting out boundaries – he's not interested at all. He doesn't want to know you, he doesn't care, and he thinks it most likely won't change, and he'll remain uninterested..
If it weren't for the fact he's so damn touch starved.
He finds out by a lazy morning in the kitchen, your hands accidentally brushing each others as both of you carry on your routines in your own world. He doesn't realise ‐its just a brief feeling of nice. And his hand subconsciously tilts a bit to touch yours again, to emptiness. Your hand already moved away. And Aeons, he just can't get the feeling out of his head. He loved that brief moment where you both touched and he hates it.
And neither of you actually realises just how clingy he is, because he builds up to it so slowly. He pulls you along to some of his lectures, and sometimes you protest. He grabs your hand, and secretly relishes just how good the contact feels. He says there's something on your face with an annoyed tone, and brushes it off, his fingers lingering near your lips a little longer than they should. Whenever you walk by him, your scent practically intoxicates him, his head whips up from whichever book he fancied that day just to find the source of the scent, which he knows deep down, very well, it has always been you.
And it infuriates him. You have such a grip on him that it drives him up a wall.
And Aeons, he loves the feeling so so much.
He forces you to take a bath with him, telling you to keep the bathrobe on if you want to but it is a must that you join him. He tells you to move closer with a stern voice, impatience bubbling inside of him, all covered up with his signature scowl. The water sloshes as you move and his hand almost eagerly snakes around your waist, holding you snug against him. He fills the noise by asking you all sorts of things, calling you an idiot, and going on a ramble about some or the other complicated topic, trying so hard to not just hold you and bite into your shoulder, arm, neck, wherever his eyes can see your skin. You're practically driving him feral.
Oh dear, he swears he doesn't care about you. He cares even less about your personal life and whatever daily affairs you carry on. It's none of his business and he doesn't want it. But seeing you talk and become so chummy with another man boils a kind of anger he's never experienced before. As if to prove him wrong, Veritas tells you to sleep beside him at night, not answering your "why"s and shutting you up in an instant with something or the other. The summer heat is bad, but it's even worse with Veritas practically sticking himself to you, the direct skin-to-skin contact creating an absurd amount of sweat and humidity under the covers. His arms just tighten their grip around you if you ask him to get off. He won't. He needs to prove to himself, that bumbling buffoon won't ever get as close to you as he can. He will make sure of it.
And suddenly, he starts presenting just how possessive he is behind doors. He always keeps an eye on what you're up to from behind you, telling you to stop overthinking and to just come to him, that it'll take you months to understand this concept, and to just let him help you instead. Who else would tolerate you as well as him? Just let his hand keep it's deathly grip on your thigh, or arm, maybe even your waist. Its a fair exchange, and he's being generous, when it really comes down to it. Ugh, you're testing his patience too much. Just.. let him shut you up with a harsh kiss, don't ask, and let him continue. Keep listening, or he'll test you, and he won't go easy on you if you get those questions wrong. He has a lot of pent up frustration about you, anyway. You'll only give him a reason to take it out on you.
Don't bother going outside. Just invite your friends here, instead. You'll waste more than half your break-time just travelling alone. Maybe your idiot friends can join in on the study sessions, so Veritas knows what kind of people you enjoy surrounding yourself with. Of course, he isn't amused at all. Idiots, the lot of them. Is this who entertains you? He scoffs. Perhaps letting you talk to them in the first place was a mistake. Yes, of course.. just talk to him, instead. He's much better than them. You'll only waste your time around them.
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snowyquokka · 3 months
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Just (fucking) friends
fwb!chan x fem!reader
cw: HEAVY smut MDNI, dom!chan/sub!reader, hair pulling, choking (kinda), breeding kink, swearing, mirror sex, unprotected piv *dont be silly, wrap ur willy*, aftercare, uses of baby girl/angel/needy girl, shitty grammar (this isn’t an english essay)
uhh i think thats it
wc: 0.9k
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“Just friends, huh?” Chan murmurs as he wraps his hand in your hair before forcing your head back. You both had gone to a party where a guy was hitting on you. He saw you come in with Chan so he asked if you were dating. You said no, and that you guys were only friends. Chan decided that that was the last straw; he wanted you to call him yours. He just needed to fuck you good enough.
“All your friends fuck you like I do?” you shake your head as he begins sucking and biting your neck. “Use your words pretty girl.” “N-no. Nobody fucks me like you- shit.” You hiss when he bites a little harder than before. You feel his tongue run over the soon to be bruise in order to soothe some of the pain.
“Please,” you whine as Chan pulls back.
“Please what, y/n? You want me to touch you, hm?” he trails his fingers lightly down your stomach until he reaches your heat. “I’m waiting, baby girl. Tell me what you want.” Chan stops his hand right at the waistband of your leggings.
“Fuck, please Chan. I want you,” you plead. He grins cockily before leaning in to kiss you messily.
“Take your clothes off, I want to see your pretty body.” Hastily, you strip completely. He turns you around so you’re facing the mirror and rakes his eyes over every inch of you. No matter how many times he’s seen you, you always seem to mesmerize him.
One of Chan’s hands slides in between your legs while the other holds your hip steadily. “Color?” he whispers in your ear.
“Green,” you nod. With zero hesitation he spreads your lips and thrusts one finger into your cunt.
“Fuck baby, how are you always so tight?” Chan groans softly. You press your back into his chest and roll your hips slowly.
As you grind on his fingers you make sure that your ass rubs against Chan’s bulge earning a grunt from him.
“Ah ah ah, not yet my needy girl.” He stills your hips and adds another finger into your already soaked pussy.
After a third finger is added he can feel you clench around him. “You gonna come baby girl, hm? You’re lucky I’m feeling generous. Go ahead and come, I got you.” His words go straight to your core and you come on his fingers.
He makes eye-contact with you through the mirror and commands you to open your mouth. You obey, allowing Chan to stick his fingers in your mouth. “You taste so fucking sweet, don’t you angel?”
He pulls his shirt over his head and grabs a condom out of his pocket before sliding his pants and boxers down.
“Wait.” You turn to look at him and glance down at the foil in his hand. “No condom. I-“ you cut yourself off as embarrassment flows through you.
“You what, baby. C’mon. Say it,” he throws the condom on the counter.
“I want to feel you. Just you.” You’ve never done it raw with Chan in the 2 months you’ve been fucking. He sure as hell wanted to, but didn’t want to make you uncomfortable by asking. Hearing you request the exact thing he’s fantasized about makes his cock twitch.
“You sure?” you nod in response. “Alright angel, if that’s what you want. But I have a few rules.”
“Anything just please fuck me, Chan.”
“You’re gonna keep your eyes on yourself the entire time. No looking at me, I want you to see how pretty you look while I fuck you dumb. Can you do that for me?” he lines his tip up with your entrance.
With your confirmation he pushes into you harshly, giving you no time to adjust to his size. “Holy shit baby, you feel so good around my dick.” You gasp and instinctively close your eyes but quickly open them back up when Chan wraps his hand around your throat. He doesn’t apply any pressure but does it to warn you.
“Eyes open, baby. You look so fucking gorgeous right now.” He latches his mouth on the sweet spot on your neck as the sound of skin on skin echos throughout the room.
“Gonna mark you all over, baby. Wanna show people who the one filling your pretty little cunt up is.”
“Yes, please Channie. Show them I’m yours.” A low groan escapes from his chest and his thrusts grow sloppier. “Fuck- I’m gonna come.” you moan.
“You want me to fill you up baby girl? You want me to fuck my cum into you?” Chan grabs both of your hips and thrusts into you hard which unravels the knot in the pit of your stomach.
A few moments later Chan’s stuffing you with his seed, not letting any escape.
He leans his forehead against your shoulder blade while you both come down from your highs. He slowly pulls out and kisses your shoulder before moving to clean you up. He carries you into your room and places you gently on the bed so he can find you clothes.
You’re both settled into your bed, legs tangled with one another’s. Chan breaks the silence, “I don’t want to be ‘just your friend’ anymore.” You turn your head to look at him.
“I don’t want you to be just my friend.” You smile and plant a soft yet passionate kiss on his swollen lips.
“God, I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you too.”
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animeshotsh · 3 months
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Devils Touch | Dad!Lucifer x Kid!Reader |
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Summary: Being forced to take pills alongside your mother just seems enough to end in hell...
Warnings: Suicide mentions | Death | Canon Violence| Cursing | Lucifer its a softie | SFW | Reader its between 5-7 | Reader takes the form of a sheep/cat mix | Reader's mom sucks tbh | Maybe platonic!yandere Luci? |
When you opened your eyes everytning was red. Screams and insults filled the air, the smell of blood and other things you could not understand filled your nose making you gag.
"Mom?" You asked to no one, no one took note of you. All you could see were strange creatures, some more human and some more animal.
Tears went down your face, you could remember being forced to take some pills. Your mother crying while she did the same.
Something was wrong, really wrong.
"And what do we have here?" A stranger voice said taking you by the collar, you ended up meeting with sharp red eyes, and that look....it did not mean well.
"L-let me go" you screamed trying to get free from this thing. Reacting out you saw your hands were now black with claws, making your mind quick you attacked that thing.
It let you go with a small "fuck". You took of running, not knowing where to go, but you could hear that thing behind you chasing you.
Taking a quick look behind you ended against something. Looking up someone wearing a white suit with a cane and a hat that had a snake looked to you.
"P-please help me" you tried again "I dont know whats happening I want my mom"
The stranger took you by your arms to inspect you.
Lucifer stood there with no emotion seeing the "x" on your neck. Suicide? He thought seeing the mark. But you were just a kid, with fluffy cat hears and a tail, however your hair was not the one from a cat but the one from a sheep...or a lamb. Two little horns did also appear on top of your head.
He cursed inside his mind. Maybe you were killed, or forced to something. You were too small, your soul did not let out any type of malice besides the "sin" of taking your own life.
He soon saw a Demon coming towards him, most likely looking for you, and with no debout their intentions were not good.
Just one flick of his hand the Demon was gone. You were shaking looking at him and then around you.
Fuck, he wished Charlie was here, he knew she would be able to calm you down.
Taking care of sinners was not his job. His job was to rule hell, but he could not just leave you in here. He was sure you would be dead again in seconds.
Or worse.
"Calm down Kid, im going to take care of you" his voice was as soft as he could. Turning around opening a gold portal to his home "whats your name?"
He nodded once he hear your name, carefully petting your head. He passed by many old photos of his family. A maid appear besides him looking at the sinner in his arms.
"Please, prepare a bath and get some clothes " Lucifer requested passing you to her.
Or well, trying to.
"N-no, I dont want to go with her!" Your hands took an iron grip on his suit.
Lucifer almost panicked at your state but tried to remember what he used to do when Charlie was this young.
"Listen, she is someone good. You will be taken care off. We can have lunch later, and some sweets"
"...chocolate?" You asked with pleading eyes
~☆~☆~☆~
After your bath and food you were in a better mood. Lucifer used this time to show you around the house while asking you different questions to try and know why you had ended in here.
He showed you his ducks collection and almost passed out by how much you loved them. You ignored him as you played with the duck, almost burning the wall with one of them.
Lucifer decided to tired you up and then look up for your mothers soul. If you two died together...then the chances of her being down here were high.
~☆~☆~☆
It was harder than he expected. The sugar from the chocolate gave you so much energy you ended checking every room of the house. Lucifer behind you trying to stop you from getting hurt or from breaking something.
"Catch me if you can!" You joked while he tried to balance two statues.
With a swing of his wings he was able to catch you, rolling down the stairs and laughtning with you. You seemed....happy almost forgetting your situation. To you this could be nothing but a bizarre dream.
~☆~☆~
Once you were tired enough, Lucifer took you to one room. His heart made a flip when you took his arm pulling him close.
But he needed to go and see where your mother's soul was. So he made the maid stay outside your room just in case you woke up.
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"That fucking bastard, son of a bitch, cursed slut" Lucifer screamed almost burning his office. Turns out, your mother was not in hell or heaven, she was alive, whatever she was triying to do failed for her.
He wanted to go there and kill her himself. Not only her but heaven as well, you were just a kid. Sure, you had cursed, and lied sometimes, he had read your record of sins. But that was not enough to make you end down here.
He knew your faith was sealed. Heaven would never admit they made a mistake or listen to him for starters. He had to calm down and think.
And after some minutes he decided the safest option would be for you to stay with him. He was not sure how he would explain to you who he was or what had happened. But he knew a few things, besides him no one would try to hurt you, and also you made him feel happy again. He could raise you, be a better father, be someone you could relay on.
"Its decided" he said to himself, picking up a pen and a paper, he wrote down your name and his last name. This way the other sins and overlords would know not to mess with you.
"Dont worry (y/n) im going to protect you.
~☆~☆~
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chrolloluvr · 2 months
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Plsplspls do Adam and Mammon with a reader who behaves like a lovesick puppy and is always battling her eyelashes at them and gets all flustered when they flirt plsss 🙏🏻
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Adam and Mammon w/ S/O who is lovestruck with them.
Note: I LOVE RJIS IDEA!!! ALSO WITH MY TWO FAVORITE MEN BY VIVZIE LIKE HELLO??
Female!Reader
Warnings: Touching, not proofread, but other than that nothing rlly!
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Mammon 🕷️:
He would use this to his advantage. If he wants something from you, he had you wrapped around his fingers.
"Hey babe, yeah, so I need something from ya. You'll do this for me right? Aw, your such'a good girl."
He is so aware that his speech and accent give such a feeling to you. He finds you adorable.
But other than the obvious exploitation, he thinks its cute. Obviously, millions of other girls in Hell feel the same way as you, but he chose you.
But other than that, he loathes in the attention and innocent looks you give him.
He will physically flirt with you. He likes to ruffle your hair, play with your cheeks (both ass and face), ,and his favorite, forcing you to look up at him. He knows his affect on you is dangerously crazy, so he uses that to his advantage.
You feel butterflies in your stomach whenever you're around him, and his loud, obnoxious self. You love how dainty and feminine he makes you feel. You are like his princess, and he is your king. (technically that is true lol)
Because he isn't a traditional man per say, but he has a traditional view on women.
He will mentally flirt with you. He gives you a certain look:
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He only does this when he wants to get you weak in the knees for him. Because he knows it works.
He will always tease you. He gets into your head like no other. When you are with him, it feels like no other man matters, it always circles back to him.
He loves the fact that you are obedient and behaved. He loathes in it. He thinks of you like a cute little puppy (that makes him no money whatsoever, but oh well.).
Verbally flirts with you. Well not necessarily always flirting, but thats what it feels like to you. Here are some things he will say to you:
"Hey babe, c'mere and sit on my lap, hurry up, we dont got all day!"
"Well don't you just look sweet, yeah? Are you tryin' to impress me or somethin'?"
"Cutie, go fetch daddy his wallet, yeah? Good girl, you deserve a little treat later, huh? You'd like that, would'nt ya'?"
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Adam 🕊️:
Always brags about it. When talking to Lute or something, he will be like:
"Oh yeah fore sure. but y'know, y/n can just do that for me or whatever. Shes just like that."
He likes that you are obedient, but sometimes it crept him out, at least in the beginning. You were willing to do almost anything for him. He liked the premise, but it make him weary how much control he had over you.
But now? He uses it against you. He will have you do things for him, like paperwork, helping him clean himself, dressing him, kissing him on the cheek, etc.
He cant get enough of how you pamper him.
Praises you. He will call you a good girl, say your his princess, etc. In a way, they way him and Mammon praise you is very similar. The only difference, is that Adam is more reserved when it comes to praise in public, while Mammon is shameless. This is because he cares about his image in Heaven, and cant do too much under watchful eye.
Also gives you a face:
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This man has such a devious grin, especially when he gets his way with you.
He does this face when he wants to rile you up. He knows he will too, since you are very compliant towards him, since he basically treats you like you two are married.
Also verbally flirts.
"Hey wifey- you look different today... did you do your hair or something? Looks hot."
"Hey babe can you do a favor for me and fetch me some water? Your the best babe, god."
"Aww you get embarrassed when your hubby pokes fun at you? Your such a snowflake babe, a cute little snowflake."
Touches you. He likes to tease your shy, pandering nature. So he likes to blow on your ear, come up behind you and pick you up, or just the occasional slap on the ass.
He loves how shy and embarrassed you become, so he will definitely enjoy continuing his antics.
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mattyriddlesbitch · 1 month
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Just discovered you and love your writing! Was hoping to request something for when you have the time or desire to write 😊
Could you please do a Slytherin boy being betrothed to the reader where they know about each other and are in the same friend group but they never want to outright acknowledge it. They both secretly like each other but try to date other people because they dont want to be forced into being together.
Maybe someone gets too jealous and mad and then things escalate 😋
Thank you for considering 🥰🤩
I was having a hard time choosing which boy, so I hope Draco works. If not, send me another request! <3
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Draco Malfoy x F!Reader
Warnings: Oral(male and female receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, cream pie, cussing
18+ Minors DNI!
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The Malfoys and your parents had arranged for you and Draco to get married after you guys graduate. You never hated Draco and he never hated you, but the thought of being forced into a marriage with someone was something that pissed you off.
You both were friends and that never did change after the arrangement, even if it did get a little awkward. It made your friend group a little weird for a bit since they all knew, but no one dared to speak about it since both you and Draco threatened them if they mentioned it again.
Normally, Draco wouldn’t go against his parents, but having his future already decided for him made him start rebelling. Even you started to as well. You both would date, makeout, hookup with other people, trying to ignore the other person. You knew you were going to be married anyways eventually, why not experience other people before that?
But, deep down, both of you liked each other. As much as Draco didn’t like the idea of his future being controlled, he really did love that it was going to be with you. And same with you, you were happy you were going to be with him, you were just mad at your parents for forcing this onto you.
Even though he was trying to ignore you and have fun with other people, he was really falling harder for you. The way you’d smile and laugh when hanging out together with all your friends. Your jokes. Your personality.
Something snapped in him one day when he saw a guy hitting on you at one of the Slytherin parties. He tried pushing the jealousy away. You were his fiance, after all. He’d have you in the long run. But then the guy started touching you. A hand on your waist. He was going to cut his hand off.
Before he even realized it, he was walking towards you. He grabbed your arm, pulling you away from the guy.
“What the fuck?” You asked Draco as he was dragging you away, guiding you to his dorm. “Let go, Draco!”
“No.” He said coldly. He brought you in his room, closing the door.
“What the fuck was that about?” You yelled, pulling your arm out of his grip.
“You can’t do that! You’re fucking mine!” Draco said angrily.
“You’ve been dating and hooking up with other people, too. You can’t say that to me!” You crossed your arms in front of your chest.
“You’re going to be my fucking wife!” Draco said as he grabbed the hair on the back of your head possessively, making sure you looked up at him. “Not his. Not anyone else’s. Mine.”
“That’s not fair, Draco.” You said calmly, looking into his eyes. “You’ve been doing the same.”
“I’m done with them. I don’t want them anymore. I want you.” He matched your calmness, but kept his grip on your hair.
“You can’t just do that, Draco. I’ll be yours in the future, let me have my fun.”
“I can give you your fun, though.” He used his hand in your hair to tilt your head back further, moving his head to start pressing kisses to your neck. “Let me show you. If you hate it, I’ll leave you alone until the wedding.” 
“I…” You were struggling, partially from hesitation, not knowing if you should. The other part was because of the way he was kissing your neck and the hand in your hair.
“Come on, darling. Just once.” He whispered.
“Fine.” You agreed, uncrossing your arms.
He didn’t say anything, but moved his hands to pick you up and dropped you on the bed with him hovering over you. He spent a few moments just running his hands over you, like he was happy to finally have you all to himself, even for just a little bit.
“I'm gonna make sure you want no one else but me now.” He said as he started to undress you. “So fucking stunning.” He ran his hands all over you again once he got you naked. He wanted to worship you, kiss, lick, bite, touch all over you.
But he had to prove a point, he needed to show you who you belong to. And he really needed to feel you.
He got undressed as well, letting you rake your eyes over him. God, he loved seeing your eyes running over his body.
He leaned back down to start kissing you. His hands ran down your body again, giving your breasts a good squeeze before continuing its path down. He pulled away and moved to lay down beside you, moving you so your pussy was right above his face and you faced towards his lower half. He didn't waste any time before licking your cunt, moaning at the taste. You started moaning above him as you placed your hands down on his chest for support. He urged you to lean further down with a gentle hand on your back. You knew what he was going for and leaned down, wrapping a hand around his dick before spitting on cock then taking him in your mouth.
You both were pleasing each other with your mouths. His tongue alternating between licking at your clit and fucking your hole while you bobbed your head up and down his dick. Your moans were muffled by his cock as he moaned into your pussy. His mouth on you was so distracting, even his hands grabbing your ass were drawing your attention. Your movements were faltering and he started thrusting up into your mouth, making you gag on his cock.
“Come on, darling. I know you can do better than that.” He said as he gave your ass a spank.
You moaned and tried focusing back on sucking him off.
“That's my girl. Don't stop.” He said before putting his mouth back on your pussy.
He was still helping by thrusting into your mouth, it’s like he wanted to hear you gagging and moaning around him. His mouth continued its attack on your pussy, licking and sucking and prodding at your hole. It was getting distracting again. Draco noticed and flipped you to lay beside him, quickly settling back between your legs as he continued licking at your clit. He pushed two fingers inside you, too, looking up at you to watch your face.
“My mouth too distracting for you, love?” He teased before sucking on your clit.
Your hands went to his hair, arching into his mouth. “Shit! Yes!” You answered with an eager nod.
“And you wanted to have fun with someone else tonight.” He said after he let go of your clit. He continued licking and sucking, hearing all your pretty moans. 
He had you cumming on his mouth and fingers like he knew your body perfectly already. You cried out his name as you trembled, gripping his hair tightly. He helped you ride it out, using his free hand to rub your thigh.
He pulled off of you and flipped you over, pushing on your back gently to get you to lean down into the pillows.
“You're so gorgeous. I can't believe you were letting other people but me touch you, angel.” He said softly, but you could feel his anger and jealousy seething from him.
He pushed into you, definitely not as gently as his voice. You yelped at the intrusion before moaning at how nice his dick felt in you. He barely gave you a moment to adjust before he was thrusting in you. His cock was hitting deep in you, making you grip at the sheets below you as you moaned.
“Draco.” You moaned his name. “So deep. Fuck.”
“Yeah? Never had anyone this deep in you before?” He asked, gripping at your hips.
“No. Shit!” You cried into the pillows as you buried your face in them.
He wasn't having that and grabbed your hair again, pulling your head up from the pillows. “Wanna hear you, darling. No one's ever made you feel this good?”
“No! No! Just you!” You cried out, moaning from his brutal pace.
“Just me? Do you wanna fuck any of those other assholes anymore?” He moved his hand on your hip to your clit.
“No! I don't!” You were teetering on the edge now.
“Good. Who do you belong to, darling?” He asked, feeling how you were clenching on him as he groaned.
“I belong to you, Draco!” You cried out.
“You gonna cum? Gonna cum all over my cock, sweet girl?” He asked, his own thrusts losing tempo.
“Yes! I'm gonna cum!” He kept his pace as best as he could before you came, trembling and crying his name with a few curses.
He was right behind you, filling your sweet pussy with his cum. He rode out his high before pulling out and watching his cum dripping out as he rubbed along your back gently.
He never wanted anyone else to touch you again. You were his future wife. You belonged to him and him to you.
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medium-rare-bimbo · 10 months
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Stepdad hopper!!
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Contains: stepcest, dubcon, age gap, cheating
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♡ your mother hadnt been home as much as he wanted her to be meaning he had a lot of pent up needs that he needed to release :(( his hand wasnt soft enough to give him the feeling he wants, his rough callous hands would pump his cock for hours yet still be unsatisfied not to mention the playboy magazines didnt compare to a real womens body
♡ he would be lying if he said he didnt like you before the blue balls hit in fact he had these perverted thoughts as soon as his eyes laid upon you and your short dress and frilly socks, your doe eyes peering up at him as your mother introduced you both, the quiver of your lip as you watched him stalk closer, taking in his entire form
♡ hed be lying if he said he didnt think about you when he slept with your mother. Hed be lying if he said he just saw you as a daughter. Hed be lying if he said he didnt listen to you touch yourself. Hed be a bigger liar if he said he didnt watch you through the gap in your door.
♡ he comes home, angry, a bad day with bad people, he sees you all cute and pretty wearing his favourite sundress with the pink frilly apron he got you. He cant help himself, his instincts are practically howling at him to pick you up and force his cock inside you
♡ you turn to him, wide eyes a smile on your face as you grab the plate of cookies you had made earlier in the day, unsurprisingly your mother is nowhere to be found so it's just you and him in the house
♡ "hey kid where's your mom?"
"mom said she would be home late, something about work and paper, so I made dinner for us! I made cookies too but you can only have one right now, I dont want you to ruin your appetite"
♡ god how he loved you, always taking care of him like the good girl you are, making sure he eats, making sure he gets to work on time, checking up on him, asking how his day was. He adored you <3
"What are we having?"
♡ he pulls out a chair, ready to sit at the dinner table until you stop him
"We can sit in the living room! Mom isnt here so she cant tell us what to do OH! and we're having chicken alfredo"
♡ your eyes crease as you smile at him looking for approval as you peered up at your stepfather, he smiled back, a small smile but a smile nonetheless. He grabbed a cookie, muttering a thank you before popping it in his mouth as he walked to the living room
" you- um you can take a shower if youd like, um-the food wont be done until later a-and you can be all clean before you eat"
♡ you meek voice called out to him shaking with nerves as you talk to him. He huffed out a laugh and nodded his head, turning to head up stairs behind him, he heard your sigh in satisfaction as you watch the big man clamber up the stairs
♡ he groaned as the water hit his tensed muscles, the stress from his body leaving as the warm water came down on him. He was tempted to touched his cock but he feared that he wouldnt be able to control the noises that croaked out of him, despite all his fantasies he didnt want you to come into the bathroom thinking he was hurt only to see his cock out
♡ he dried himself before cursing realising he forgot his clothes. Hopper wrapped the towel around his waist before calling out to you
"Y/N! can you get me some clothes I forgot to grab them"
♡ he heard you shout in confirmation as he leaned back against the bathroom sink. Hearing your footsteps he trotted closer to the door prepared for your hand to shoot in with his clothes, instead the door opened and you stood there with his folded clothes. Your eyes widened and your mouth opened and closed trying to stutter out a response as your face heated up
"I- um- I- okay"
♡ His giant body loomed over yours as you stood frozen in place, staring at this god of a man. Droplets of water dripped down from his neck to his chest going lower and lower until they hit the towel hanging low on his hips.
"'Okay'? Can I have my clothes now?"
"YES- I mean um yes here you go"
♡ you didnt walk away as he grabbed them though, you watched as he took them from your hands, his finger brushing over yours. He stared you down like prey wating for you to do something. the moral part of him wanted you to leave but another part wanted you to act on the thoughts swirling around your head
"Are you going to leave?"
"Yeah I just um- yeah.."
♡ you made no attempt to move too busy gawking at him to hear him properly.
"If you keep standing there you'll have to see things you wont be able to unsee"
♡ that seemed to snap you out of whatever daze you were stuck in, your eyes flicking up to his face as your pupils seemed to turn into black holes. Your mouth trembled as you tried to blurt out anything that came to mind but the thoughts were unholy and youd ruin your mothers relationship if you spoke them
♡ he lurked closer to you letting you smell the musk of his newly fresh body, your thighs pressed together drawing his eyes toward them, Hopper stared down at you reaching his hand to your shoulder and placing it there.
"Are you going to be a good girl and leave?"
♡ You nodded yet still made no attempt to move, breathless and lust driven. He scoffed as you stood still, backing away and unfolding his clothes. Before you could process what was about to happen the towel dropped and in all its glory stood his semi hard cock, He pulled his boxers on and then his pants smiling to himself as your eyes continued to eat him.
♡ he while putting on his shirt he heard a quivering murmur leave your mouth to which he looked at you, staring at you as if asking you to repeat what you said
"I didn't say anything I just- i was thinking out loud"
"Thinking out loud? About what?"
"I um... i cant say"
♡ he huffed out a laugh rolling his eyes
"We're both adults here you can say what you want I wont take offense"
"I um.."
"Go on baby.. repeat what you said"
"I said.. I said my mothers a lucky women"
♡your voiced phased out by the end but he xouldnt care less he understood what you whispered perfectly. His skin prickled with excitement he had been waiting for this day, waiting for you to say something.
"Really? You wanna play house then?"
"I- what"
"You can be mommy and I'll be daddy how about that?"
"I'd love to but I dont think-"
♡ Hopper cuts you off with his lips, silencing anything that came out of your mouth after "id love to", his arms wrapping around your body holding you against him.
♡ he breaks the kiss, pushing you against the wall and once again slamming his lips into yours, stopping any noise from exiting, his moustache scratched your face as you clawed your way at him look for something to steady yourself with, teeth, tongues and spit collided with eachother as he claimed your mouth. Your legs wrapping around his waist as he encased your body
♡ his hands inched their way between your thighs grazing up and down the soft skin, slowly but surely working his way to the pantie covered mound. Hopper circled the area where your neglected clit lay, a single finger swirled around your most sensitive area.
♡ he let your hips jerk up for more stimulation (hed have to teach you some manners later) his bear like hands made their way to the middle of your panties feeling the wet spot your juices had left behind. He groaned into your mouth, an animal like snarl as he pried and groped at your most private part of your body
♡ his cock ground into your thigh the thickness of his manhood pressing against your skin and all though he was wearing pants the tight confines of the fabric didnt shy away from the intimidating size of it. Your head threw itself back as you released a pornagrpahic moan
♡ pulling your panties to the side he finally feels you skin to skin, he growls as his finger get sticky from your slick. his heavy finger eased itself into you stretching the tight hole to prepare for his cock. Despite your wetness dripping from you and soaking his fingers you were still so tight compared to him.
♡ his finger swirled inside you getting a feel of the spongy walls he so desperately thought about. When he slipped his another finger inside of you it felt like a scolding knife and although the pain burned the pleasure burnt brighter, you collapsed into him head laying on his chest and arms curled up in his shirt
♡ his hand left your hole inching it's way to his pants pulling them down to release the throbbing monster attached to his body. Hopper rubbed the swollen precum coated head along you cunt feeling you juices cling to him inviting him to enter you
♡ hopper forced himself into your tight hole, stretching you so much that you dont think any man will be able to fill you the same, you could feel every vein of his thick cock, the way it pulsed as it breached your hole, the way precum leaked out of the swollen head almost begging to enter your womb. You could feel all of him and at some points you felt as if you were going to rip in two from how big he was
"Thaaats it take it for daddy baby"
♡ his thrusts started out slow, tempered and gentle letting your now ruined cunt get used to the abuse he was putting it through, each vein caught on your walls making you fall limp against him however his rhythm picked up as time went on, he was a strong man but not strong enough to control himself around you
♡ your legs are pinned to your chest by his massive hands, your calves resting on his shoulders as he pounds his thick cock up into you, each thrust faulting as he breaches your cervix, youre jolting everytime his dick twitches, his hands forcing your body into itself pressing down on the bulge in your stomach.
♡ you dont know where to put your hands too overwhelmed with the appendage abusing your cunt, your slick and juices are dripping out of your newly damaged cunt and onto hoppers balls and down his thick hairy thighs.
♡ the house is filled with moans, groans, squeals and the sound of skin smacking together but neither of you care. His entire body is encapsulating yours, his frame hanging over you as he uses you for his own pleasure
"My good girl- my- my girl- fuck-"
"DA- daddy- plEAse please please please oh god- PLEASE gentle! Be gentle y'go-gonna break me cant- cant take this! S'too muuuuch"
♡ your sobs seem to fall on deaf ears as his instincts kick in. his mouth made subtle marks on your neck the feral part of him wanted to mark you until you couldnt breath, until your neck collapses in on itself and you have no other choice but to show everyone who you belong to but.. he knows it wouldn't go over well with your mother, he knows that you would never tell her, he knows that youd lie and he knows your mother will pry pry and pry until she figures out that her husband was fucking her daughter.
"That's it baby doing so well for me- T-" he thrusts into you body harshly causing you to pathetically squeal  "TAking it so well"
♡ the noises coming from you were nothing but sounds, too cock drunk to form a sentence (not that he minded, he knew his little girl couldnt take him without getting dumb) whines and choked moans flowed out of you as he ruined you
♡ any steam from the shower didnt compare to the condensation on the mirrors your bodies were causing, You clung to eachother like velcro, feeding off of eachothers pleasure
♡ his thumb pressed against your clit swallowing it whole as he circled it like a shark. Your hips jolted as the stimulation became to much, you cried out as he picked up his pace clenching around him as you came on his cock, juices squirting onto his stomach and down his legs.
♡ hopper howled as he came. short yet harsh thrusts continued fell out of him like possessed man as he tried to get his cum as deep in you as possible.
♡ you lay in eachothers brace, still held against the wall as you tried to regain feeling in your body and mind. Praises poured out of his mouth in whispers as you fell in and out of that post orgasm feeling
♡ the jiggling of keys unfortunately broke you both out of your dream like state, hopper placed you down, pulling you underwear over your newly filled cunt before fully dressing himself. Your mother called out to the both of you but luckily she was too concerned on who left the oven on to come look for you. You steadied yourself on the wall as you walked like a newborn doe to greet your mother (hoppers orders)
♡ you stayed the rest if the night eating the, thankfully, edible chicken alfredo, occasionally your leg would jerk up as you felt hoppers thick cum leak out of you, your mother was none the wiser. he stared you down from across the table his foot playing with your ankle as you licked up the white sauce from the corners of you mouth.
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aothotties · 6 months
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Dont Piss Me Off- Sukuna
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pairing: Sukuna x fem!reader
CW: established relationship, angry sex, rough sex, cnc kinda???, ass/pussy slapping, dom!sukuna, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions breeding, pet names, lil tiny fluff at the end
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You tried your best to stay calm but the fact that you spent the whole day cleaning the house while your boyfriend, Sukuna, did nothing had your blood boiling 
He typically helped and you both split the chores evenly but today he played his game the whole. Fucking. Day
Tears stung your eyes as you continued folding laundry. You wanted to walk into the room so bad, tear the game off the dresser, and toss it out the window but you knew the best thing to do was to try and talk it out calmly 
After you finished the laundry you walked in the room and decided to confront him
“Sukuna, we need to talk” you said with your arms crossed
He didn't even look away from his game to acknowledge you
“Im serious we need to talk,now” you raised your voice as you spoke 
“Yeah okay, in a minute Y/N i'm in the middle of this right now” he said as he continued to stare at the screen in front of him. 
That shit pushed you to your breaking point. After working hard all day making sure your house is spotless he had the audacity to brush you off??
“See this is the shit I'm talking about. Fuck you ,Sukuna, you do nothing but piss me off” you stated plainly even though you were fighting back tears
He finally looked up from the game and shit you a puzzled look. He was shocked to hear you cursing at him, something you rarely ever did.
You were glad that he was finally acknowledging you but the fact that it took you getting loud made you even angrier.
“You're pathetic. You seriously mean to tell me I have to talk to you like this to get your attention? Fucking ridiculous”
You turned to leave to room so you could take a minute to breathe but sukuna stood up and grabbed your arm
“What's your problem?” he asked while he held onto you 
“Don't touch me!” you yelled as you tried to push him with your free hand 
He quickly grabbed your other arm and lightly pinned both of them to your side so you couldn't move. You tried to get out of his grasp but he was too strong. You sighed in defeat and looked up at your boyfriend, tears running down your face 
“I have spent the whole entire day cleaning” you said between sniffs, “and not once did you get off your stupid game to help me”
“Why didn't you just ask me to help” he asked bluntly and shrugged his shoulders
His response did nothing but bring back your anger. You couldn't stand how nonchalant he was being. 
You tried getting out of his grip again and tried to push him away 
“The fuck off me suku-”
“Stop talking to me like that” he said, cutting you off
“No, you made me mad. You didn't do shit all day now you're acting like it's not a big deal. Boy fuck you!” you said angrily 
“Y/N” he spoke softly, “i'm going to ask you one more time to not talk to me like that. We can talk about this calm-”
It was now your turn to cut him off 
“Fuck talking calm! I tried coming in here to talk to you calmly and you ignored me. Now that I gotta get loud it's an issue? I dont give a fuck i really dont”
Sukuna looked down at you and clenched his jaw. The grip he had on both of your wrists tightened and he used his body to press you against the wall.
He hated when you talked to him like this. It was the one thing that he hated the most about you fighting with him. Cursing in your everyday talk never bothered him but cursing at him? He hated it 
He dropped one of your wrists and grabbed your jaw to force you to look up at him.
“I just told you not to curse at me but you still do it” he said through clenched teeth
“And I told you I don't care,” you mumbled. It was hard for you to speak with his hand on your jaw 
The grip tightened and you knew you wouldn't be able to respond anymore. You tried pushing him off you one more time but to no avail. Your large boyfriend was not budging.
Sukuna’s eyes darkened and he sighed out in frustration 
“You just can't listen, can you? You refuse to talk to me in a calm manner and now it’s come to this” he moved his face closer to yours as he spoke 
“Get on the bed right now” he commanded 
You tried to speak to say no but the grip he still held on your jaw made it impossible. You shook your head no and never broke eye contact with him.
No matter the circumstance you loved challenging Sukuna. You always liked to see how far you could push him.
He wasn't in the mood for your shit. He took your arm and dragged you to the bed and threw your body onto it as if you were a ragdoll.
“Don't piss me off Y/N” he said aggressively 
Your anger turned to lust and all your feelings rushed to your cunt. He had pissed you off by ignoring you but your attitude pissed him off even more and you knew exactly what you were going to get in return.
Sukuna flipped you onto your stomach and crawled over you. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled it so that you were looking up at him 
“You know i don't like when you don't listen, Y/N” he said to you 
“And i don't care” you said back, knowing it would push him over the edge  
He kissed his teeth and pushed your head down. He got off the bed and removed his shorts and briefs. His hard dick sprung out and you squirmed in anticipation of what was about to happen to your body.
He harshly smacked your ass causing it to sting.
 “stop moving” he said before grabbing your shorts and pulling them off in one swift motion, taking your soaking wet panties off with them.
He roughly grabbed your hips and lifted your ass in the air. Your pussy was on full display in front of him. He could see just how wet you were as your pussy throbbed around nothing 
He gave your cunt a harsh smack and you hissed from the pain mixed with pleasure.
Sukuna got back on the bed behind you and lined his bright pink tip with your needy hole. 
He shoved his whole length in you, not even giving you a chance to adjust to his size. He groaned as he quickly bottomed out.He wasted no time and began fucking you harshly. His hips slapped hard against your ass with each thrust. 
Your walls were clenching around him causing him to moan. You were a mess under him 
“Su-sukuna, fuck!” you whined out 
Your moans were answered with yet another hard smack on your ass, you were sure it would leave a print
“Don't speak, i don't want to hear your voice again” he said as he fucked into you harder 
The large vein that ran down the length of his thick shaft was rubbing you in that sweet spot that drove you insane 
You continually fought the urge to whine and tell your boyfriend how close you are. You felt your body get hot and your climax grew deeper in your core. 
Your whole body shook as you reached your climax. You wanted to scream but your very mean boyfriend already told you not to speak and you can't imagine the punishment you’d receive if you disobeyed him.
You let out a small whimper as you reached the end of your orgasm. Sukuna laughed at how you were shaking and whining.
He aggressively grabbed your body and flipped you onto your back. He grabbed your thighs and pushed them up to your chest then slid his dick back into your aching cunt 
You bit your lip to try and stop your moans but he leaned down right above your face
“Go ahead mama, you can whine for me” he spoke before placing a sloppy kiss on your lips 
“Daddy, right there!” you whined out. Your boyfriend was hitting your sweet spot again and you knew you would cum quickly for him again
One thing about sukuna, he made sure you always had more than one orgasm for him.
He pressed his weight onto you and shoved his dick in you deeper. His tip was abusing your cervix 
“d-daddy , i can't take it!”, tears formed in your eyes as you looked up at him, hoping he’d give your body some mercy 
“Now the little princess can't take it,hm? The way you were talking earlier made me think you could take it. Where's that attitude now baby?” his voice was low as he hovered right above your face 
No matter how much you begged Sukuna didn't let up one bit. He continued to give your cunt deep, hard strokes. You whined and cried under him and it gave him motivation to keep going 
You felt your orgasm building once again, “im so close daddy” you cried out
“Mhm mama cum for daddy”, he groaned in response 
Your legs shook violently as you came undone for your boyfriend. His strokes became erratic meaning he was nearing his own climax
“Want me to fuck a baby into you?” he asked as he started speeding up 
He knew you were on birth control but you both loved the idea of breeding when you were having sex. You loved the way it feels when he fills you up
You nodded in response to his question. He leaned down and gave you a messy kiss. His tongue intertwined with yours and he groaned in your mouth.
Sukuna reached his climax and shot hot ropes into you. He put your legs down and slowly slid out of you 
He laid next to you and wrapped his arms around your body as you both came down from your high.
He placed a soft kiss on your temple, “im sorry baby i was distracted by my game and completely let it slip my mind that today is cleaning day” he pulled you in closer and placed more kisses all over your face 
He then got up out of the bed and slipped his clothes back on. He walked back over to the bed and put the blanket on you 
“Just lay down okay, I'll put away all the laundry and wash the dishes. You want korean bbq tonight?”
“Yes please. And i'm sorry for yelling at you” you said as you looked at him with a sad expression 
“It’s okay mama I should have listened” he leaned over and gave you a kiss then he left the room and closed the door behind him as he walked out 
You laid in bed and dozed off as your boyfriend finished the chores.
Rachel
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gumisgirlfriend · 5 months
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☾ insecure
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WRITERS NOTE:: not proofread whatsoever bro this took me WAY too long to write 😭😭😭 i dont write smut like ever though so i hope this is okay PAIRING:: ascended astarion x fem!reader SUMMARY:: even a vampire lords consort can be prone to bouts of insecurity every now and then. so your doting husband decides to fuck the insecurity out of you.. WARNINGS:: MDNI 18+ CONTENT,,, oral sex (fem receiving), hair pulling, rough sex???, ascended astarion being a loving asshole, petnames, sex in front of a mirror, possibly ooc ascended astarion, reader is kind of a brat, some praise.
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"What do you think?"
Astarions gaze lifts from the scroll as you enter your shared chambers, adorned in your brand new custom-made gown, crafted especially for tonight's winter ball. After a long, tedious day of browsing various negotiations from other prestigious homes, he gladly sets down the scroll, beholding this sight for his sore eyes. 
A devilish grin spreads wide across the vampire lord's face. "Give me a spin, darling. I must see it in all its glory." He stands up from his desk, his hands held behind him as he approaches you slowly. You obey, of course, giving him a humble twirl, smiling sweetly as the dress twirls with you.
  The open back of the dress highlighted your shoulder blades, and some of your muscles that were once used in battle. Your breasts would be spilling out from the rather provocative neckline, if it wasn't held together by a few strong-willed buttons. If you didn't know any better, you would assume they got the measurements incorrect, but this was purposeful. This was just how he wanted it.  He took great pleasure in displaying your beauty, even if that meant showing an abundance of skin. Even if it meant you sitting fully naked on his lap as he ruled from his throne. 
Your husband circles around you, admiring the dress's beauty, as well as its vessel. If the ball weren't to be in an hour, he would spread you across the bed and take you right here, listening to you sing his name for hours. Your small, sweet smile was too tempting. Merely the thought of your neatly done eye makeup streaming down your face from your tears and his seed makes his trousers feel too tight.
"You are looking absolutely delectable, my pet." Astarion purrs, adjusting the neckline with his nimble fingers. He seems rather transfixed on the dress, which he had of course designed himself. "That red truly brings out your eyes, don't you think?" 
You nod hesitantly, averting your gaze. “It is quite beautiful, indeed.” you stammer. You try your best to hide it, but he notices your telltale signs of unease. "Don't tell me.. you don't like it?" He presses a cold finger to your chin, lifting your face up to meet his. "What a shame.. I designed this one myself." He sighs disappointedly, crimson eyes piercing into yours. 
"No- no! Of course not. It is without a single flaw, my love. It's just.." You pause shyly, looking down at the dress hugging your curves ever so tightly. "I don't feel.. like I look good enough." You say slowly, eliciting a theatrical gasp from your lover's lips. "This dress is almost too pretty." You bite your lip timidly. 
Astarion would kill thousands for that pretty little pout of yours. He grips your pretty little face even tighter, forcing it to face his. "How dare you say such a thing about my treasure?" he says dramatically, with a sly grin. "The vessel is what makes this dress so ravishing. It was made with you, and only you, in mind." He guided a gentle hand behind your back, leading you to your silk-laden bed. He furrows his brow, squinting inquisitively. "Just tell me who made you feel this way. I will make sure that their death is awfully, dreadfully slow." He growls, making you shiver fearfully. His cold hand cups your face, his thumb running gently over your tempting lips.. 
"Nobody said anything, I swear. I'm just not feeling my best." You stammer, innocently leaning your cheek into his icy touch. The vampire presses a chaste kiss to your forehead, his hand drifting to trace up and down your exposed spine. 
Astarion simply couldn't comprehend what could make you feel this way, after all you were positively the most beautiful creature he had ever laid his eyes on. He wasn’t exactly prone to bouts of insecurity himself. He took great pleasure in how gorgeous he was. He was anything but humble. Insecurity is weakness, and he couldn’t let his own consort be weak, could he?
“Is that so?” Your husband looks at you pitifully, brushing a lock of hair from your eyes. “You are beautiful to me, my sweet. You are mine. And that is all that matters, yes?” He whispers huskily, into your ear, his cool breath making you shudder, and you don’t dare to deny his truth. His mouth curves into a sinister grin, and you cock your head at him quizzically, “Is everything okay..?” you murmur. He swiftly stands up, brushing his palms off on his tightening trousers. 
“Wait your pretty little self here, my sweet. I have just the fix for this ailment of yours.” Astarion presses another quick kiss to your cheek, before heading to the door. “Astarion? May I ask what you’re doing?” You ask sweetly, fidgeting with your hands in your lap. He beckons a servant to the door, whispering something into their ear. They take off swiftly, and he turns back to meet your gaze. “Hush. Just sit there and look pretty.” You bite your lip, nodding. In a matter of seconds, the loyal servants return with a mirror, large enough to take up the whole bed, and  they position it a comfortable distance away from you. They quickly run off once again, shutting the door behind them.
“W-What is this for, my love?” you ask, frightened by the dark look in your lover's eyes. You can feel your legs begin to tremble. Astarion kneels in front of you, taking your foot in his hand. He gently pulls off your heel, and then the other, pressing a gentle kiss to each ankle. “You won't mind being a minute or two late to the ball, will you?” he questions you, gently peppering more kisses up each leg. “No- No I suppose not.. B-but it’s not for another hour, is it not?” you stutter, catching a quick glimpse of yourself in the mirror. He lifts the dress as he paves his way up to your thighs, nibbling on your soft, supple skin. You can feel the vampire's fangs drag over your thighs ever so gently. He goes painfully slowly, a familiar heat beginning to pool between your legs. He sits up taller, his dexterous fingers swiftly undoing the buttons of your lavish gown. “A-Astarion?” you whimper, your voice like a sweet melody to his ears. Astarion pulls the dress down off your shoulders, your breasts spilling out in front of him. He can feel himself start to throb, biting his lip as he beholds the sight in front of him. “Don’t move an inch. Let me.” He pulls the rest of the gown off completely, grinning at your completely exposed beauty laid out in front of him. He presses a few kisses along your collarbone, traveling down to your navel. “Look at how pretty you are, pet. And you’re all mine..” he growls huskily. His cold fingers trace the waistband of your damp undergarments, eagerly pulling them down your thigh and off your legs. You whimper at his cold touch as two fingers meet your slick cunt, You can just hear how wet you are from the sounds of his fingers rubbing gentle circles around your swollen sweet spot. He kneels back down between your thighs, lifting your legs onto his shoulders. “B-But, don’t we still have to prepare-” “Hush, pet. Everything is already in place.” The vampire coos, cold hands gently tracing up and down each leg. “Now, I want you to keep those pretty little eyes of yours on that mirror, darling.” You bite your lip and nod, the sheets beneath you starting to soak from your apparent excitement.
Leaving you little time to prepare, his tongue quickly meets your puffy clit, sending a shock of pleasure reverberating through your body. Your hand flies to his white curls, your other hand propping you up on the bed to steady yourself. You catch your own gaze in the mirror, your cheeks flushed red. You quickly avert your gaze out of sheer embarrassment for yourself, hoping he doesn’t notice. His tongue delves deeper inside you, earning him some satisfying mewls of pleasure from your precious lips. Tears begin to swell up in your eyes.
You feel as if you’re seeing stars, but the pleasure suddenly subsides, and you’re met with a sinister grin from your lover. “N-No..” you whine, your sweet voice practically begging him to continue, and he just barely has the strength to resist. 
He licks his lips clean, “Tell me, pet, what did I tell you just a moment ago?” Astarion growls, his slender fingers quickly undoing the buttons to his trousers. 
“T-to keep my eyes on the mirror?”
His grin fades, “So you did hear me?” His erected cock springs free of his restrictive undergarments, dripping with his own excitement. “You just don’t listen, do you?”
The tone of his voice makes you fear for what’s about to happen. You tremble with anticipation. 
Your doting husband cups your face with one hand, “Astarion.. p-please, forgive me..” you murmur, fingernails digging into your silk bed sheets. You look picture perfect in this position, spread out in front of him, helpless. All his.
“As sweet as your pleas sound, I have a lesson to teach.” He hisses, crawling on to the bed behind you, and you quickly realize what his intentions are. “Don’t be daft, my love. You know what to do.” You nod and quickly position yourself onto all fours, looking straight ahead at yourself in the mirror. “Yes, just like that.” He smirks, one hand on your hip as the other gets a comfortable grip on your hair. “You look so pretty like this, where I can see every last bit of your perfect skin..” Astarion presses a few gentle kisses to your neck as he aligns himself to your entrance. "It didn't have to be this way, if you had only listened the first time, pet.." The vampire hisses, nipping your ear. He mercilessly thrusts into you, pulling your hair back so that you're forced to face your reflection. You let out a saccharine moan, fingernails digging into the silk sheets as he continues to thrust into you at an unforgiving rhythm. You are forced to watch your own expressions of pleasure and ecstasy as he thrusts into you, your face flushed a bright red. "Now, who's pretty little consort are you?" he growls into your ear, pulling your hair back a little further. "A-Astarion!" You moan out his name, earning an approving grunt from his lips as he continues to rearrange your insides. You can feel yourself starting to reach your limit, your legs nearly buckling from beneath you. "Good girl." He barely groans out, nearly starting to reach his own climax. His grip loosens on your hair, and his mind starts to blank. He's able to get in one last ruthless thrust, painfully meeting your cervix, nearly making you scream, before he releases every last drop of his seed inside you. His last thrust leaves you seeing stars, and your knees fall from under you as you collapse onto the bed. Tears of pleasure stream down your cheeks, effectively ruining your recently done makeup. You let out a few pitiful whimpers from beside him as you catch your breath, gasping for air. Astarion presses a kiss to your forehead, a smug grin spreading across his face. "My pretty little thing.." he whispers sweetly. He runs a thumb over your tear-stained cheeks, pressing another gentle kiss to your lips. "Don't ever think of yourself in such a way again, yes darling?" You nod, leaning your head into his cold hand. "M-Mhm.." You murmur, still trying to regain yourself. He stands up, cleaning himself up and looking at himself in the mirror with a grin of approval. He checks his watch, and it's only a minute past the start of the ball. "I'll tell them that you're running late, darling. Fix yourself up. We're having some rather important guests tonight." He brushes a lock of hair behind your ear and presses a chaste kiss to your temple, before leaving to go attend his own ball. From there on out, every time you were met with feelings of your insecurity, it came with feelings of arousal as well..
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princessbrunette · 5 months
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ok but what u just said abt reader doing the maddy thing… with rafe walking in on her… and he’s like wtf and she’s like i just wanted to be perfect for u… are we having the same vision rn
YEP I WAS WAITIN FOR SOMEONE TO SAY IT !!
he lets himself in, knowing your home alone and honestly he wasn’t even gonna try and get w you tonight, he just wanted to see you because he was tired and everyone at home was pissing him off !!
and he gets closer to your room and hears you moaning ?? he just freezes on the spot with a confused expression because who the fuck… you don’t even know how to touch yourself properly so it’s surely not that. he comes closer, and starts to hear the sounds of porn coming through a screen and now he’s really just confused. a day ago you didn’t even know what ‘squirting’ meant and now you’re a regular on the hub? it’s not making sense.
so he just opens the door, like — rafe doesn’t have time for games and he’s not gonna sneak around and try and figure it out by himself. the sight he walks in on is you, cheek pressed to the mattress, ass up in the air in your little pyjama shorts, a fake and forced moan leaving your throat, craning your neck round just a little so you can see your screen.
it takes you a moment to process rafe catching you, just as soon as you do you’re up and slamming your laptop shut, covering your face with a horrified “oh my gosh! rafe!”
“the fuck are you doing?” he glances at your laptop, squinting in confusion.
“ugh… nothing, it’s — it wasn’t what you think.” you sulk, bringing your knees to your chest mortified.
“i don’t care about you watching porn, but why were you pretending to… fuck?” he’s still standing, knuckling at the bridge of his nose.
you look down at your hands on your lap, twisting your fingers around eachother in embarrassment. “i just wanted to be… perfect for you. when we do stuff.” you admit, quietly, refusing to look up. he holds his hand up, closing his eyes for a moment before walking right up to the foot of your bed.
“look— you—” he sighs, plucking up your laptop with one hand. “this— this isn’t gonna help you. m’not expecting you to do all that crazy shit.” he places the laptop aside, sitting down and staring at you for a moment. “i wanna make you feel good, not expecting you to do trickshots or some shit.”
“yeaaah, but… i want you to think im sexy. i don’t know how to be… that.” you nod towards the laptop and he quickly shakes his head with his eyes closed.
“no you— are you kidding?” he gently wraps a secure hand round the back of your neck, bringing your face closer to his as he stares you down observantly. “you… are very fuckin’ sexy. okay?” he brings a kiss to your lips, pulling away only slightly to speak again. “i dont… want a pornstar. just want my sweet girl, yeah? i wanna be the one to break you in.” he drawls, a trace of a smirk sitting on his lips as he pulls you back in.
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moonjxsung · 6 months
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hi i absolutely love your work
can i request a skz reaction to reader wearing crotchless panties ? it's alright if you are uncomfortable and dont want to write haha
also can i be 🍂 anon?
Hi my lovely! 🍂 has been added to the anon list! 🫶👼
Warning: smut below! mdni.
Chan: Absolutely LOVES them. He’s feral the moment he realizes you’re wearing them. Super intrigued by the idea that you bought them just for him, and even though he’s already fucked you in them once in the morning, it’s all he can think about while he’s at the studio. Loves when you ride him wearing them (somehow really roused by the fact that you don’t have to take anything off?) and kicks his daddy kink up by like 100 notches when you’re calling him daddy while wearing them. Will most definitely trail a hand up your skirt to play with them or keep a hand up your skirt while you’re in the passenger seat and he’s driving. Literally obsessed with them (and very partial to pink & black pairs).
Minho: He’s amused by them… and then really into them. Very bewildered that you’ve chosen a special set of panties just for him “are those… crotchless?” And wants to observe them so carefully the first time he sees you in them. “Do a little spin for me.” Unsure how he’s going to fuck you at first just because it’s so new to him and he keeps asking you questions about whether you’re even comfortable and if you’re sure you want to keep them on. But the minute he’s got you in missionary with his cock stuffed inside you he’s solidified that he loves them. Loves how convenient they are and that you seem to be more turned on just wearing them. Gives you his card to buy more and lets you model them for him (with every intention to fuck you in every pair).
Changbin: Another one who goes feral! It’s unexpected for him at first and his eyes go HUGE the moment he sees them. “What are you wearing? What is that?” And has you spin around and bend down a million times for him. Almost flustered when you straddle him in them and tell him word for word he can fuck you without you even taking your panties off. It’s still a force of habit to tug your panties off before he fucks you so he accidentally rips part of the hem bc he’s so eager… but maybe it’s just an excuse to buy you a million more pairs. Wants you to bring them on every trip and every outing after that too and often forgets the name of them “bring those panties. With the hole, whatever they’re called. I’m gonna fuck you in them when we get some time alone.”
Hyunjin: loves cute lace ones and thinks they look so, so pretty on you. He’s very partial to delicate lingerie and unique colors (olive greens, maroons) and he thinks you look so beautiful all spread out for him on his bed waiting for him when he gets home. Really likes watching you touch yourself in them and he’s really into rubbing your clit where the hole is and watching you get wet for him with your panties still on before he fucks you. “Look at you all spread for me, so pretty, baby.” Definitely also either draws you in them at least once or snaps a few photos of you in them to keep with him when he’s away from you. He literally just has to glance at the picture once and he’s hard all over again. Also will beg for you to text pictures in them while he’s at work, but has to step away to rub one out because they drive him crazy.
Jisung: Worships you in them!! Super fucking whiny the first time he sees you in them and doesn’t feel like he’s even worthy of seeing you in them. “You bought these for me? Why??” But he’s also instantly hard at the sight of you in them and he literally BEGS you to ride his face while wearing them. Very turned on when he eats you out and can still feel the lace of your panties on his chin. Quickly becomes his favorite thing ever to eat your pussy while you wear crotchless panties and even buys you his personal favorite ones just to have a different color every day of the week. When he’s in the mood for it he hardly even has to ask because you know what he wants when he’s kneeling at the foot of the bed whimpering little “please, baby, please please…”
Felix: Is nervous when you wear them. As in it’s completely new for him and he’s unsure if it means he’s supposed to turn it up a little in bed or just let you take the reins? Stares a fuck ton when you finally show them to him and does that nervous little swallow thing when you straddle him while wearing them. You almost have to reassure him that it’s okay to touch you in them and that you can show him how to fuck you in them, there’s no pressure to do anything more than he already does. His favorite thing about them becomes the moment you have to guide his cock inside of you. It’s easier if you do it bc you know where the opening is and how much you can part your legs before the panties tear, but he looooves watching you take his cock in your hand and guide it inside you. Cums faster when you’re wearing them too, but gets hard again quickly.
Seungmin: Pretends to not care about them. “What are you wearing? Put some clothes on, baby, it’s freezing in here.” But won’t admit to the fact that he’s instantly hard at the sight of them. Feigns his arousal because he likes watching you tease him around the house wearing them and passing by just to brush against his cock in them. His final straw is watching you pretend to clean the kitchen counter or something while purposely bending over and then he finally shuts you up with a hard fuck from behind you. His favorite way is to fuck you from behind in them while he rubs your clit. “Is this what you wanted so badly after teasing me all day in those excuse-for-clothes?” When he’s not fucking you in them, he’s snapping the waistband against your skin while he kisses you because he can’t keep his hands off you while you’re wearing them.
Jeongin: Oh you guys are supposed to be getting ready for a dinner or some event? Not anymore. The minute he catches a glimpse of them he’s pulling you back to the bed and hovering over you to play with them. “Nope, get back here, baby. We’re not leaving until I get to see them properly.” Very partial to quickies in these because you both have crazy high sex drives and in particular looooves using toys on you while you wear them. Even if he’s not going to get off while he works you, he’ll just be casually scrolling on his phone with a vibrator to your clit while you wear them and help you relax a little before you have to run off to your job. Definitely likes using more intricate toys when you have some actual time together, but the crotchless panties are almost exclusively for quick fucks or touching.
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httpsleclerc · 6 months
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a villa in biot
summary: Charles and Gasly!reader are in love with the one thing they can't have - each other.
w/c : 1.6k
c/w : terrible ending? nothing, I dont think there actually is any
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Charles wasn't quite sure when he had fallen in love with you - But he knew he shouldn't have. You were like a forbidden fruit for him, dangling in front of him, something he could touch, hold, smell, but never have for himself. It was cruel. It was so cruel that you just so happened to be his best friends younger sister, and his younger brothers best friend. 
You had all grown up together, Charles and Pierre having done karting together for many years, you had been on family vacations together, he had watched you grow from a shy young girl, attached to her brother at the hip, to a confident young woman, who admittedly, was still attached to her brother at the hip. He found it unfair that you had to be Arthur's best friend and not his, maybe that would make his love for you more justifiable - but how could he tell his younger brother that he was truly, madly deeply in love with you? 
To cut a long story short, he couldn't.
He didn't want to hurt you or Arthur, he didn't even know if your feelings were the same as his, and he couldn't face the embarrassment of it all if you didn't. So he had to try and move on. However, as hard as he tried, he couldn't. Everywhere he went, he was looking for you. He dated girls that looked like you, down to a t, but they didn't have your infectious laughter, so he looked for girls who shared your laughter, but they didn't look like you. It was impossible to find you in all of the girls he dated, so he eventually gave up, accepting that he could never have the one girl that he truly wanted, as much as it broke his heart to accept.
As it came time for your annual family vacation with the 3 Leclerc boys, you found yourself newly single, breaking things off with your boyfriend of 3 months due to the fact that he was nothing like how you thought he was - you thought he could fill the Charles shaped hole in your heart. You hated yourself for wanting him, he was your best friends older brother, and your older brothers best friend. As much as you wanted him, you remembered the promise you made to Pierre, that you would never go near any of the people he raced against, especially Charles. 
You sighed as you sat on your suitcase, forcing it shut and having Arthur zip it shut for you, he shook his head as he grabbed your hand and helped you up onto your feet.
"How much did you pack, we're only going for 4 nights?" Arthur asked you with a chuckle, looking at your suitcase and then you as you shrugged with a grin.
"Just because you're a guy and can fit all of your things into your backpack, some of us are actually civilised," You jokingly critiqued your best friend, who feigned offence at your 'mean' comments. "And anyway, I wasn't sure on outfits so I had to take two options for at night, I'm probably gonna be in a bikini for most of the day anyway." You told him, acting as though your explanation was the most common knowledge thing on earth. 
"I'm going to go out on a crazy whim and suggest that you haven't shown Pierre your choice of bikini's, because he was not happy when me and you went to Ibiza when we turned 18 and you were like, half naked," Arthur reminded you, your joint 18th birthday trip to Ibiza had been eventful, with Arthur getting so drunk he forget where your hotel was and you, even drunker, had to try and find him through his Snapchat location.
"You weren't complaining that week, Tutur," He shook his head at your comment and put your suitcase on it's wheels, saying that he would carry it down the stairs for you. You also knew that Charles wasn't complaining about your instagram pictures that week, since he was the first person to like every photoset that you posted.
Charles watched as you leaned against your brother, your face illuminated by the orangey-red glow of the fire burning in front of you, a half glass of the last of the limoncello in your hand, which Pierre took from you, despite your protests.
"It's late and you're already drunk, take it easy," He gently scolded you, since he understood that maybe you were drowning your sorrows following your recent break up. Pierre huffed as he stood up, placing the glass on the table beside him. Soon after, Pierre called it a night for himself, placing a kiss on the top of your head and jokingly telling you that he'd know if you drank the rest of the glass of limoncello - Lorenzo and Arthur followed soon after him, leaving only you and Charles in the living room of the Villa you had rented in Biot. Charles shifted to sit beside you, his heart racing as he realised just how close the two of you now were.
"How's your boyfriend?" Charles asked you, watching as you nervously fiddled with your hands and the ring on your finger, one that Pierre had bought you for your 21st birthday a couple of years ago.
"I broke up with him," You deadpanned to Charles, any semblance of a filter you had disappeared completely when you were drunk. You looked up at him, a flicker of desire burning in your eyes. "He wasn't who I thought he was. How's your girlfriend?" You asked him, noticing the way his eyes flicked away from yours.
"We broke up, same reason as you," He told you. The two of you sat in silence for a minute, you leaning into Charles' embrace as he put his arm around you. "Who did you think your boyfriend was?" Charles asked you, his voice dropping lower than you had ever heard it. You licked your lips, your breath shaky as you looked up at the Monegasque driver.
"I thought he was you, Charles," You admitted quietly, having no time to react before he leant into you, pressing his lips onto yours in a passionate kiss. You leaned into his kiss, your hands snaking up to the back of his head, hands entangling through his brown hair. Then you suddenly sobered up. Oh God. You were kissing your best friends older brother. Your brothers best friend. Oh God. 
Oh fuck. You abruptly pulled away, unable to look at the middle Leclerc sitting in front of you. "I um," You stuttered over your words, the words which you wanted to say but couldn't force out. "I should go to bed, goodnight Charles." You didn't mean to be so abrupt and harsh with him as you stood up, wobbling a little as you made your way into yours and Pierre's shared bedroom, your aforementioned older brother already asleep and hanging out of the single bed in the opposite corner of the bedroom.
You and Charles managed to get through the rest of the vacation without many hiccups, the other 3 boys on the trip putting your strange moods down to your respective recent breakups. Upon yours and Arthurs return to your shared apartment in Italy, you realised that you were lying through your teeth to your best friend, about how you had all but confessed to Charles how much you loved him, and your heat of the moment kiss with him. 
And you almost forgot about what had happened in the villa in Biot.
Then he was at your apartment, his eyes rimmed red as if he had been crying, looking pitiful as he sat on the couch.
"Charles, what are you doing here?" You asked, dropping your bag beside the sofa and sitting beside him, unsure of what to do to try and comfort the older Monegasque. He sniffled as he shook his head, looking up at you as he stood up. "Charles?"
"What?"
"What is going on? Why are you here?" You stood up and faced him, looking up into his eyes as he looked down at you. "Tell me what is going on. Please." There was a tense silence as Charles looked away from you, shaking his head as he pulled back from you.
"I need to know, Y/N," He was almost pleading with you, but you didn't know what to tell him, you didn't know what he wanted from you, what he wanted to know. You shook your head with an exasperated sigh.
"You need to know what, Charles? I don't know what you want from me," You were growing increasingly frustrated. He grabbed your hands, and you locked eyes.
"I need to know. Do you love me?"
You went silent, it was like all the air had been sucked from your lungs, and your brain was no longer processing anything. What did you tell him? Would you be honest and admit your undying love for him? Or would you think of your friendship with Arthur, and your promise to Pierre?
...
...
...
"I love you, Charles."
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bedoballoons · 6 months
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Don't know if you've done it yet, but hc's for a kitsune!reader.
Specifically with itto, zhongli, neuvillette, and freminet.
I imagine the typical behavior associated with kitsunes, like tricksters and mischievous kinda, want it to be bit suggestive tho. The reader somehow traps them in a certain position, and it goes on from there 😭
(Feel free to not do this if you dont want to 🩷)
Of course I want to write this! Apologies it took so long for me to get to! I can't wait!! I've never written a kitsune reader before!! Thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy this! <3
─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂
{༻~Kitsunes~༺}
CW: Suggestive! MDNI! Mentions of different positions and teasing~
(Includes: Itto, Zhongli, Neuvillette, and Freminet!)
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𑁍༄Itto:
"How did we end up like this ha, not that I mind or anything, the one and oni Ittos a true fan of being close...but I gotta admit this is closer than usual for me." You couldn't help but giggle at the large man's flustered words, your fox like ears twitching excitedly as you pressed yourself closer to his muscular body. It was true, the position you were in was far closer than one would usually allow...with his leg in between yours and your figures forced into touching due to the close walls around you..
"I'm not particularly sure as to how, but I'm certainly enjoying your presence, perhaps we should be in this position more often hm~"
𑁍༄Zhongli:
"My my Zhongli, you've certainly got me in a interesting position. Tell me, was this your intent all along~" Your words slipped from your lips in quiet seductive whispers, driving him almost mad as he stared up at you, his hands on your plush thighs that straddled his hips...even with all the knowledge he possessed he wasn't sure how he'd ended up underneath you.."I can promise you it wasn't my intention, however I must admit it's not at all displeasing...you're beautiful at any angle."
"Awe your words are so kind, perhaps I'll do something back...return the kindness~"
𑁍༄Neuvillette:
"Ahem my apologies. I didn't mean to invade your personal space." Neuvillettes voice was low against your ear, his warm breath caressing your sensitive skin and his unapologetic apologies never going unnoticed. Yes this was out of the ordinary, being tied up with chief of justice...bodies pressed close together in a heated room, but neither of you were really concerned about rescue...afterall you knew it was all just going as planned.
"Neuvie don't apologise for invading my space, with you near my like this, I can feel every curve of your perfect figure...if anything, I'd like to be even closer~"
𑁍༄Freminet:
"I-im so sorry!" Freminet could barely even speak, his face red as a tomato and his stutter worse than it had ever been. He just wanted to hide in a closet and pretend he hadn't just completely embarrassed himself in front of you, but given the fact he was currently trapped with you in a small shipping container..your legs wrapped around his waist and his face mere inches from yours...it was actually impossible. If only the poor lad knew you were enjoying his overly flustered state more than a kid enjoys candy..
"Awe don't apologise cutie, I don't mind being close to you~"
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧
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st6rrrs · 3 months
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Could you please maybe do a Theodore Nott fic where he’s ghost face?
DONT MAKE A NOISE || GHOST FACE THEODORE X FEM READER
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summary: there has been murders around Hogwarts recently, People say they have seen a person in a ghost mask, you would have never expected the person behind it al.
warnings: smut 18+, unprotected sex, dubcon?, blood, murder, violence, hair yanking, cursing, oral sex(m receiving), etc..
a/n: this is my first time writing something like this, im sorry if this is bad. short! rushed
˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ' -
"Theo what if this ghostface person comes after you or me?" you sigh "im scared."
people have reported seeing a person in all black wearing a ghost mask. This person has already killed 4 people and you were scared that you and your best friend theo would be next.
"Dont worry i wont let anyone hurt you, ever."
you asked theo if he could sleep in your dorm room tonight because your roommate was with her boyfriend and you didn't want to sleep alone. You and theo were cuddling on your bed but you fell asleep..
you awaken due to the loud thunder storms and rain outside you look over to check on theo but hes gone?
"theo?" you immediately get up to see if he's still here but it was to dark. You get up to turn on the lights but they wouldn't turn on, maybe the power was out due to the storm.
you go to grab your phone on the nightstand and check the time 2:58am.
you were about to text theo but you see his phone on the nightstand also so decide your gonna go look for him because this isn't like him.
you go to the flash on your phone and turn it on
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"theo! are you out here?"
you been out here for a while looking for him, you were just about to turn back around and go back to your dorm but thats when u heard something, you get goosebumps.
you turn the corner and you immediately go pale. You see a dead boy on the floor with blood all over him and stab wounds, above him was that ghostface mask staring at you. the boy on the ground didn't look like theo thank god
you drop your phone and run as fast as you can to your dorm. right when your at your door you get pushed inside and hit your head on the wall. you groan out in pain and you feel something dripping down your head you go to touch it and its red.
you hear the door lock and suddenly you feel the ghostface grab you by your hair forcing you too your knees.
"please dont hurt me" you sobbed
he didn't respond all he did was unbuckle his pants that had blood all over them and pulled them down. You could see his hard on thru his boxers, you sobbed even more knowing what was bound to happen.
he released himself from his boxers his cock hitting your cheek. he then put a knife to your throat pushing it into your skin making you whine.
he opened your mouth with his fingers and forced his cock into your mouth moving your head back and forth stretching your mouth out.
you repeatedly gag on his cock, tears running down your cheeks. You drooled in the corner of your lips. His fingers raked through your hair Pulling at it as he thrusted into your mouth hitting the back of your throat. you feel him twitch in your mouth knowing he's close.
he releases in your mouth with a loud groan. He takes his cock out your mouth and covers your mouth with your hand and squeezes your nose shut so he can make sure you swallow.
you ended up swallowing because you couldn't breath. he grabbed your wrist and pushed you onto the bed and he gets on top of you the mask staring you in the face.
you feel weak from the amount of blood you lost when u hit that wall
your barely awake when u feel him take your shorts off and then pull your panties down your legs. He then rubs his cock through your folds and pushes himself into you and all you could do was lay there and take it.
"no stop" you moaned out trying to push him off but he just grabs your wrist together and pins them above your head slowly thrusting into you, he groans while speeding up.
hes thrusting in and out of you at a fast pace now, Your eyes were shut tight
"dont close your eyes on me now" he whispers in your ear while pounding into you, you realize that's the first thing he said to you all night.
"your taking my cock so well" he groans in your ear "so fucking tight"
He sounds familiar?
you feel that pit in your stomach that you shouldn't be having but your body betrays you.
your body tensing and toes curling as you come undone around him
he pulls himself back once more slamming himself inside of you while his dick twitches inside of you. you feel his cum shooting inside of you.
before he had a chance to stop you, you grab a hold of his mask and you pull it off...
this was rushed.
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rinbowaman · 27 days
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hi can you do a heethan reaction to reader wearing a pheromones perfume ; ( well actually she was oblivious about it since it was her friends suggestions . )
"Sweet Venom."
Warnings: the usual, dub-con smut, heethan goes feral (more so than usual) and reader is kind of being a dumb tease, unprotected smut, breeding kink, pet names, 😉 enjoy. Since i am dedicating alot of hours ths week to catch up on asks, none of these will be proof read. So ignore all mistakes, trying not have yo guys wait any longer than you already have.
"what the-"
He sniffs the air, overfilling his coffee cup. The lack of awareness has caused him to discontinue his usual routine and, instead, search for the source of this vibrant scent that has his whole hearted attention.
Where is it coming from?
Coincidently, you show up just as the scent was becoming intense. "Good morning babe." you express with a voice that chimed through the room like a warm toned bell ring.
"Is that you?"
You look up to see a wide eye'd heethan staring at you. Not heeseug. Not ethan. Heethan.
His expression was a crossover between intrigue, wonderment, and rage. His breathing escalated; chest heaved deeper as his shoulders propped up, look fiercely broader than normal. If you didn't know any better, you would say that there was a slight bit of drool seeping out from the corner of his mouth. "What?" you ask shyly.
"You know damn well what....it is you. Dont fucking play dumb. What did you do?"
"i didn't do anythi-"
"your fucking perfume, y/n!"
the level of his voice rising startled you. He closes the distance and punches the wall as he corners you against his chest, forcing you to lean against the smooth plastered surface. "I...it's a new perfume."
"What are you doing to me?" the iris in his eyes shrink, his nostrils flaring. He clenches his fist tighter, causing his knuckles to scrape against the cracked wall. "I'm not doing anything. Its a new perfume i just wanted to try it out and--ah!"
he grabs a fistfull of your blouse, clumping the soft fabric as he pulls you in. Swirling you around, he leans you over the kitchen island, tearing your skirt off, panties too.
"where the fuck is it coming from?" he grits out as he begins to aggressively sniff over the back of your shoulders, neck, waist, and over your buttocks. had you known his reaction as going to be this detrimental, you wouldn't have sprayed the scent all over your body, including the crevice of your inner thigh to your vaginal lips.
He rubs his nose and drags it against your skin. His lips forming a tight grit, allowing for the surface of his teeth to scrape against you while a firm hand planted on your lower back keeps you steady against the ledge of the counter. "Fuck....you sprayed it over here? what the fuck, y/n." you couldn't tell if he was angry or just fueling with sexual hunger as the scent became stronger. a sharp bite to the back of your thigh told you it may have been both. "ah! that hurts! don't bite too hard, please!"
he ignores your pleas and continues to bite down, this time on your inner thigh, and touched up with a harsh suckling that surely would leave a hickey over the bite mark. "Heeseung! Ethan! wait!"
he migrates his suckling offense over to the plush lips that cradles your clitoral slit. without any warning, he jams a finger inside, licking the tender spot between your two entrances. his motions were tender and passionate, causing his nose to move close and poke against your anal opening. "Stop! Heeseung!"
the moment you jolted, his hand pushes your forcibly down, practically pinching your waist against the counter edge. "stay fucking still." he speaks against your clitoris, and the sensation of it made you obey. God...you dont want to say it, but you wish he would speak against it once more.
"P-please...not so rough.." you spoke out, knowing that the false pretense of your words would rattle his cage even more. "you like it when i go rough."
your thighs shake as you relish in victory of having him speak against your swollen clit. Sensing the pleasure within you, he takes the hint and continues. "you're leaking, y/n."
"mmhmm...." you wave the white flag as you humbled out an admission of guilt with a small nod. on propped elbows, you arch your back, allowing for your fully glory to bask in the wide open for his face to dig into. "yeah...you fucking know it too, dont you?"
you nod once more at his antics. the sound of his voice was angry. "fucking little tease."
a harsh sting makes its way to every single nerve point in your lower half. Did he just slap your rear end?
"H-Heeseung!"
he slaps it again. and again. it was something that he has, on countless occasions, said he'd never do since slapping assess were meant for cattle, and you were above that sort of treatment. He'd slap your breasts, waist, and used two fingers to lightly slap your jaw at times, during the heat of passion, but never your rear end.
"see what you did, y/n? see what you let loose? stick it up in the air right now!"
each slap follows his words as he continues his passionate assault and makes his demand. You obey willingly, yearning for more of his aggression. just as you didn't think he could get anymore irrisistable he tells you...
"mating season is on. spread your fucking legs and get fucked, y/n."
his large foot shoves in between your feet and he lightly kicks your ankles apart. you hear his belt unbuckle; the unzipping of his jeans made you drool this time. your breasts mashes against the cold counter tile as he rolls up your blouse to expose them. his strong hands grab on to your mid-back, while his stiff muscle feeds its way in between your rear cheeks. taking advantage of your leakage, he lubes it up nicely as he strokes in between the smooth crevice, watching as his shaft rubs against your taint. it was enough to coat it until it glistened and shined like a marble statue. "beg for it, you sexy bitch."
his harsh words made you clench and pulsate. "oh please....please baby....please fuck me. i want it, please...."
"does my pretty little doe give up?"
"yes!"
"my pretty little doe love her buck?"
"yes yes!"
leaning over, his chest pressed against your back, he bends along your body, lips touching your ear. "say it."
you whine in slight confusion. "You know what i mean, y/n."
you cave in upon taking his strategic hint. "Bambi....please fuck me bambi-boy!"
"fuck yeah." he breathes out as he jams himself in. your hip bone slaps against the edge repeatedly when he kept moving them back and forth, all in relation to the momentum of his thrusts. "oh! my! god! bambi!" you scream out.
"louder!" his breath hitches as you clench down.
"bambi!"
"Fucking louder!" his tone raises in volume, reflecting the breach of his release as he relentlessly fucks a new path inside your gut.
"BAMBI!!!"
"Oh fuck!" you gasps out as he picks up an inhuman pace. His thrusts become sloppy and carry less rhythm as he slides in and out fast. the slushing sound of his shaft feeding your opening was enough to make you release. the overwhelming of peak tingle robs you of all your other senses as you feel the thick circumference of his shaft being wrapped by your walls. the bulging tip squeezes against your soft spot, spewing out the clear, slick liquid each time. his thumbs swipe over your lower back repeatedly as his hands firmly grip onto your waist, making you absorb the impact of his balls slamming into the small bit of taint exposed. his fingernails dig into your skin, twitching as he comes closer to release. at that moment, he shifts his placement of grip, and leans down to embrace your entire waistline with his arms. Pulling you back a bit, you inherit a higher propped position as you rest against your palms, standing nearly upright with a slight arch curving along your spine. he was going so fast, you swore you saw stars bursting before you. "right....fucking....there!" he grits his teeth against your neck and finally...
you scream out as you feel the sudden pullback. with his arms wrapped around you, it allowed him to gain leverage in suspending you in mid-air as he came inside. Your feet dangle above ground as you faintly bend forward at the waist as a reactive motion from how hard his arms were squeezing you. the tingling sensation was so strong, it made your toes curl. you so badly wanted for them to touch the ground but he took his time to release deep inside you, keeping you up as he did so. the unbearable feeling of not being able to grip onto anything as the sensation throbbed inside as painful, yet the prickling orgasm made it worth the while, as did your muscles repeatedly clenching around his thickness. "ah! oh my god!" you tune out in a melody that was music to his ears. "yeah...sing for me baby."
you let out a prolonged moan as you shake and rattle. cumming with him inside you, was undoubtedly the best feeling in the world. "im cumming! im cumming!" you let out in the same tune that he loves to hear.
"good....fucking....girl." keeping you levitated, he bounces you in sync with each word as he forces you to drain him dry, and swallow it all within your stained womb.
you both catch your breath for a minute-or two. finally as the sweat beads dry up, and the musky moisture evaporates from your skin, his voices reflects its normal inflection as he asks you...
"what kind of perfume was that, pretty?"
you lay over the counter, limp and fuck-beaten beyond repair. "sweet venom...by enhypen."
"I dig the name. put some more on before we leave, please baby?"
your eyes widen. he couldn't be serious. "but-" you grew startled upon feeling a hand shoot around and grab your neck. pulling you up and away from the counter, you turn to face a familiar countenance, one that was dark and full of malice, and sense of sexual rage that was much darker and vicious than before.
Ethan...
"I said...fucking please."
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