OKAY DIFFERENT IDEA.
when we went on a tour with lovejoy bc were in the band like leandra trumpet<3
wilbur x reader pls:)
LOVE YOUR WRITING<33
LITERALLY SCREAMING THATS SUCH A GOOD IDEA
AHHH BRO UR SO SWEET I LITERALLY AM OBSESSED W UR WRITING
literally in love
musician!bur x fem!reader
warnings: reader called "girlfriend", panic, insanely cute fluff
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a/n: this request is my literal everything !! i was literally blushing the entire time i wrote this
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We were in the van on the way to our next gig. Well, their next gig. It was my first one joining Lovejoy, and I'm so grateful I was given this opportunity.
Wilbur looked at me and grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Y/n, you're going to do lovely, darling. They'll love you!"
I smiled at him, but I was still in doubt. "What if they only like me because they find out we're dating? I don't want anything to happen to your career because of me-"
Wilbur placed his hand lightly over my mouth. "Love, please don't worry about that! They'll love you for you, and if they don't, they better watch out!" he joked.
I laughed and kicked my feet up into my seat and leaned my head on Will's shoulders. He kissed the top of my forehead and started scrolling through the Lovejoy fanart on Twitter, showing me occasionally the ones he really loved.
A couple hours later, we finally got to the destination of the gig. The adrenaline ran through my veins, and I was so incredibly nervous-excited. I grabbed my trumpet case and some wires and headed inside to the dressing rooms. I found my room with a sign on it that said my name and headed inside, leaving the door behind me open just in case the sound directors needed to come in.
My back was facing the door as I oiled my trumpet valves, making sure that it was perfect for tonight. 5 hours until show time. I paused and sighed nervously.
I suddenly felt someone come behind me and hug me. "W-who is that?! I will literally beat your ass." I said in panic.
The someone behind me laughed. "Nice to see you too, darlin'." Wilbur chuckled.
"Oh, hi Will. Is everything on stage okay?" I said, turning around to face him and give him a kiss on the cheek.
He nodded. "Yeah, everything's alright. Just wanted to check in on you before the show."
"I'm doing fine. I just need to tune with Leandra and I'll be okay."
Wilbur hm'd in response. He grabbed my chin and pulled it upwards to look at him directly, and kissed me on the lips. I swear, my legs folded for this man. I wrapped my hands around his neck and smiled into the kiss. He pulled away and nuzzled his nose on mine.
"I love you. Go tune with Leandra now, I don't want you sounding like shit." he joked.
I sneered. I grabbed my trumpet case and Will leaned against the wall frame and crossed his arms and legs, looking and me and my every move. As I walked out, I flipped out and heard a dramatic gasp faintly as I walked farther out to meet Leandra.
Leandra and I took 20 minutes to tune, and another 20 to practice a bunch of songs that we were performing tonight. I knew all the lyrics and notes by heart from hearing Wilbur at the studio or constantly leaving their songs on repeat, but it was always important to practice just in case.
We both got called in with the rest of Lovejoy and their openers to do a soundcheck. Eventually, everything worked out perfectly and we were ready to go. Ash had checked the windows and had said the queue had already started to wrap around the building.
Wilbur squeezed my hand in reassurance and smiled at me before walking over to Joe and Mark.
Leandra and I made a few Tiktoks that we would post after the show, and the nerves were starting to set in. I grabbed my phone off the stand and walked back over to Will and hugged him from the side. I accidentally startled him a little, but I laughed at it and dug my face more into his sweater.
I peeked my head up and stood back up. "How the actual fuck are you wearing a sweater? You're going to be dying of heat on stage!" I said. Mark and Joe laughed at my comment.
"Gonna make sure I serve for the edits." Wilbur joked, winking at me. I felt heat brush onto my cheeks. Will laughed at my reaction.
Our sound director then came in and gave us our earbuds for on stage. Will surprised me by ordering a custom pair with my favorite color that matched his. Everyone else had either black or white ones to go with their outfit.
I stared at the earbuds and then looked at Wilbur. "Will, they're going to see the matching ones and go feral."
Wilbur laughed softly. "That's the point, darling. I need to make sure everyone knows you're mine." I felt myself blushing again and I hit his shoulder.
Leandra looked at us. "You two are disgusting and adorable at the same time." she said, laughing.
Wilbur smiled and looked down at me and kissed me quickly.
And then after that, all I knew was that we were going on stage. Walking on fucking stage. Leandra was assuring me that the crowd will love me, and we were both quickly fixing our valves. I was pretty sure the crowd saw two stands for the trumpet, one for Leandra and one "mystery stand" for me.
All of us came on stage, and the bright lights instantly hit me and I could already feel myself starting to heat up. The crowd cheered and I could see some people wondering who the fuck I am. I laughed in my head at them. Wilbur did his usual introduction, and now, he was supposed to introduce me.
"Now, you guys may be seeing a lovely trumpet player next to Leandra in the back there," he said, pointing at me. Leandra and I waved. "That is y/n! Everyone say hello." he said, dragging out the 'o'. The crowd yelled in response.
Wilbur grinned and grabbed the microphone. "Y/n, could you come up for a second, please?" I nodded in agreement, and walked over to the front of the stage, stepping over the many wires and gadgets on the stage floor.
I grabbed the microphone. "Hey!" I said, smiling.
I gave Wilbur the microphone back. "Y/n is my very lovely girlfriend," the crowd yelled in surprise at his words. "And she'll be playing in the back there tonight! Now, how do we think about getting started?"
The crowd screamed in agreement once again. Wilbur grinned and looked at Mark to start playing the drumkit.
Throughout the gig, Wilbur's energy went skyrocketing. It was honestly really cool to see him like this right near me. He looked at me a couple times during certain lyrics, and I never missed a singular beat with my trumpet. Leandra looked at me with approval.
"Thank you so much for tonight, Brighton! Good night!" Wilbur yelled into the mic. All of us walked off the stage and all hugged eachother.
Wilbur came up to me and kissed me. "You did amazing out there, darling. I told you they would love you!"
I smiled. "Thank you. You sounded great as well." I said, kissing him again and hugging him. Wilbur swayed us from side to side slowly as we hugged. "I'm literally in love with you." I said, softly in his ear.
Let's just say I will definitely be doing this again.
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this took 2 hours to write but it was 100% worth it !! this might be my new favorite....
please support me by liking, replying, reblogging, sending me an ask/request or following my blog! it keeps these works to keep coming out. requests are open as of now!
love you xoxoxo
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if my brain could not fall into a state of freeze when trying to decide what to write, that would be GREAT
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Current art projects;
Rayhandle
Gavin Reed
Nico and Kevin from Electric Callboy
Patty from Spooky Month
Green OC(?)
Greg Edwards
Ari
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@ the nonnie who sent me *that* Osamu kinktober request: ily. i literally lost my car in a parking lot because i opened my phone to that and every other reasonable thought swiftly left my brain 🥵
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fic request anon!!! not answering that because I'll eventually to post the fic in there, but YES ABSOLUTELY!!! AJHFKSDJFHKDSJH WILL ABSOLUTELY TAKE THAT REQUEST.
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MOMMY FAE CAN I REQUEST VIZZY 3 WITH VOICE KINK MAYBE HE NOTICES HIS CUTE CHAMBERMAID GETTING FLUSTERED ANYTIME HE SPEAKS 🤭
Yessssss, god his voice makes my brain go brrrrrr
WC: 1.2k
Warnings: Voice kink, mild dirty talk, hand on throat, good ol' fashioned sex
*comments/reblogs are appreciated
Your eyes focused on the shimmering diamond necklace that rested on a dark sea of black velvet. In your mind, you assumed it was another gift for Daenerys for her upcoming wedding to Khal Drogo.
“It belonged to our mother,” Viserys murmured, approaching you from behind.
The sound of his voice sent a shiver down your spine in the most arousing way. You enjoyed the sound of his voice, how it would sink so deep, husky, and almost as smooth as the velvet on the table before you.
“It’s beautiful, my Prince,” you whispered.
“A necklace fit for a Queen. I plan on presenting it as a gift for Dany as a wedding present.”
“I’m certain she will love it,” you smiled while refilling his glass with a sweet red Dornish wine. Magister Illyrio always had the best, especially for the last remaining Targaryens.
His slender fingers wrapped around the golden cup, slowly swirling the wine around before taking a sip. It left a faint red flush on his plush lips. It was hard not to be intoxicated in his presence. You were well aware of his temper, waking the dragon, and understood he could sometimes be cruel. It was long said that Targaryens were prone to madness. Yet it didn’t deter from their unearthly beauty. Iridescent silver hair, unearthly purple eyes, and flawless skin. They were truly remarkable to behold, and you felt enraptured when in his presence.
“Would you mayhaps like to try it on?” he offered, an amused smirk curling across his lips.
Your breath hitched in your throat. “You would allow that?” you asked in surprise.
“Mmm, in exchange for something.” Mischief danced in his purple eyes.
“And what would be the trade?”
“A kiss…wherever I choose.”
Heat flooded your cheeks, and your heart sped up. Your mouth felt dry as you tried to swallow. “I can agree to that, my Prince,” you murmured.
He picked up the ornate necklace before moving behind you to place it around your neck. It felt heavy around your throat as your fingers lightly traced over the gems.
“Have a look,” he hummed, guiding you to the looking glass to see your reflection. He swept some of your hair to the side before pressing his lips to the curve of your neck. “How unfortunate you’ll never be a Queen; you wear the necklace well.”
The slight jab stung even though you knew he was correct. You were a servant in Pentos; the chances of you ever being a Queen or a Princess were nonexistent, but a woman could dream. For a fleeting moment, you could pretend to be one as you stared at your reflection in the looking glass.
“Now I believe it’s time for me to collect on our deal,” Viserys smirked.
“Indeed, where would you like your kiss?” you asked softly, turning to face him and getting lost in those lilac eyes.
He took hold of your hand and pressed it to the grown bulge between his legs. “Here.”
“If that is what you wish, my Prince,” you replied, your voice trembling slightly.
You watched as Viserys sprawled his lanky form against the purple velvet chaise, legs spread wide. You carefully knelt between them, unlacing his breeches before reaching in to guide his cock out. You cradled his length gently in your warm palm. He was of decent side, erect and flushed for you. Gently, you pressed your lips to the tip of his cock.
“Such a good girl,” he purred, and his voice sent warmth pooling into the pit of your stomach, which soon spread further down.
Spurred on by his words, you gave a tentative lick to his shaft, tasting the salt and sweat of his skin. You weren’t the most experienced, but you were no novice either. You could hold your own in these situations.
“Eager to please, are we, kitten?” he cooed as his fingers twisted in your hair.
You emitted a deep mewl. “I enjoy it when you praise me. I enjoy the sound of your voice,” you admitted, flickering your eyes to meet his gaze.
“Do you now, kitten? Does the sound of my voice make your cunt wet?”
You squirmed on your knees before pressing kisses to his stones. “Yes, it does,” you whispered.
“Are you dripping now, kitten? Hmm? Is my good girl wetter than the narrow sea?” he teased.
The heat pooled between your legs, making your pearl throb with desire and need, and you could feel the sticky arousal on your thighs. “Yes, my Prince.”
“Take off your gown and let me feel,” he instructed with an almost cruel smirk twisted across his mouth before giving a snap of his fingers.
You quickly obeyed as you stood, reaching behind your neck to undo the thin strap of fabric around your neck. With a simple tug, it pooled around your feet, leaving you bare in front of him, apart from the shimmering gems still around your neck. Most didn’t bother with small clothes in Pentos due to the heat, and modesty wasn’t held to such strict standards in the Free Cities. He beckoned you closer with a crooked finger before sliding his hand between your thighs. You released a soft gasp as his fingers trailed over your folds, gathering your wetness onto them.
“My, my, kitten…. all this from the sound of my voice?” he mused before letting out a dark chuckle.
You could only nod in response, drunk off lust and yearning for more of his touch.
“Tell me, sweet kitten, have you imagined this before? Standing naked before me, longing for my touch?”
You gave a small nod and found his hand removed from between your thighs before he stood and wrapped the same hand around your neck. “No, no, you will answer me, kitten.”
“Many times, my Prince,” you admitted, enjoying the feeling of his fingers pressing into your skin. His purple eyes held an almost wild look, and he reminded you of a predator, ready to pounce.
“Then today, we shall make it come true.”
You wanted nothing more. Suddenly, his lips pressed hungrily against yours, claiming you with a powerful kiss. The breath felt knocked out of you as your hands grasped his arms for support. You allowed him to take complete control, finding yourself mounted on his cock once he situated himself back onto the chaise. You squeezed around him before rocking your hips. You weren’t going to waste this opportunity.
“Yes, just like that, ride me like a dragon,” Viserys smirked, a flush spreading across his cheeks and neck while he rolled one of your nipples between his fingers.
The soft globes of your arse smacked against the strong muscles of his thighs as you rode him, savoring each delicious push of his cock inside you. The fire building up inside of you threatened to spill over.
“You look beautiful on top of me, kitten. I can’t wait to feel you drench my cock,” he hummed as the hand that had been stroking your waist sharply slapped the curve of your ass.
You gave a soft grunt as your cunt fluttered around him before a wave of pleasure crashed over you.
“Mmm, that’s a good girl,” he praised.
Your muscles felt sore when you finished before carefully climbing off him.
“Stay with me, kitten,” Viserys hummed as he guided you against his side. You curled against him as his fingers gently stroked your hair. “I can tell we’re going to have a lot of fun together,” he whispered into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.
You couldn’t wait.
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🎥 with ani? I CANT GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD.
OH MY LORDY LORDY ANI MAKES THE BEST SEX TAPES CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE (pornstar!ani in a different universe I'm not kidding)
also mentions of hardcore porn below please don't take anything I write super seriously, I'm just being gross <3
anakin x fem!reader
18+ below the cut
nsfw emoji ask game
🎥 filming or making a sexy movie
✧ anakins a freak as i discuss in every single post I make about my baby boy
✧ and when he pulls out a camera and suggests the idea it doesn't even shock you. i mean at first, you think he just wants to film something vanilla until he brings out the props. cuffs, a bit of rope and a gag. he wants to make a hardcore porno with you, in the grossest way possible.
✧ he wants to get the angles right and everything making sure to put your body on display for when he rewatches it.
✧ the shitty camera quality really brings out the porno vibes in it and anakin loves it, the more realistic the better I guess. he likes to record you sucking him off while he talks dirty to you. (bonus points if you got messy makeup on) that's his favourite thing to wank to at a later date.
✧ next he ties you up against the headboard and films every inch of your gorgeous body. maybe you're gagged too if you're into that. he takes a few different shots of him fucking you. pov shots and from the side. when he watches it later on he loves pretending like it's actually happening. seeing you from different angles is also a treat for him. seeing his pretty girl from another point of view is his favourite. feeds those perverted desires even more.
✧ when he's done fucking you dumb and has you drooling all over the pillows he records the cum leaking out of your swollen pussy. breeding kink go brrrrrr
✧ speaking of jizz, he's definitely gonna give you a face load of his cum and take a few photos of the shiny liquid coating your face. if you get lucky he'll set up the camera to watch him lick it gently from your cheeks. it's absolutely disgusting but kinda hot as well
✧ anakin would also never refuse you if you requested to make one where he was being submissive. he'll let you do whatever your heart desires to make him look like a porn star for you. i mean he kind of owes it to you after the shit he's recorded you doing.
✧ when you find the time to you make anakin into the most submissive man in the world. you film yourself sitting on his face and edging him till he's whimpering, drooling and calling you mommy. he'd be a perfect twinky-ass sub for you <3
✧ even though i made this super pOrNy i believe that he'd also film soft sex with you too. that shit makes him horny and feel happy. it reminds both of you how much you love each other when you're apart and it can be really sweet when you catch those intimate moments on camera. especially the quiet "I love you's" you exchange throughout it.
✧ after you finish filming part of your aftercare is watching the video back and giggling together before falling asleep.
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hello nana ^-^ hope you’re doing wellll
i’ve thought about satoru being deprived of reader’s attention because they have a child now and he wants to have reader all to himself once the child is fast asleep or something like that hehe
this is my first time requesting sorry if its not that clear love u n ur fics <3
thank you for the idea anon i’m usually not into this kinda stuff but jealous gojo makes my brain go brrrrrr and i had sm fun with it <333 just posted :3 i hope u enjoy!!
read it here!!
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Hi, I really love the way you draw Sun and Moon. I love the expressions and movement in your art style. I have a request, but feel free to ignore it if you want, but could you please maybe have them interact with someone who has depression? Maybe a cuddle or a comfort pat on the sholder? Up to you. Sorry for bothering you in advance. I hope you're having a great day
OHHHHHH YEAHHH as someone with depression I do like that idea. comforting skrunklies go brrrrrr
THOUGH i have a silly therapy au idea and it's fitting your ask apparently ehheureh
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Hii! How have you been? I'm sorry for doing another request but your way to do and write is wayy to good! Can I request another platonic yandere with the characters you want with a diona or klee!reader I know, I know another child reader request. But I love the platonic stuff it's very cute! 😭💞 Sorry if I spelled something wrong, I'm still learning english! Have a good day!!
The characters I want? You fool, you have given me too much power🙂
And due to the fact I posted a platonic yandere with klee!reader, I will choose Diona!reader
Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping
Tingyun: She thinks that everything about you is too cute to be true, everything from the cat ears and tail to your tsundere attitude. It's just all too adorable, tries to spend as much time as possible with you.
Tingyun feels jealous whenever you spend time with anyone who isn't her, can't you just be hers, her cute little kitten. She sees you like a little sister, but in a possessive way. You are hers just accept that, or does she need to take you away from others to make you understand.
"My sweet kitten, no need to struggle. I'm just taking you home"
Hook: She tried to reqruit you, but you rejected the offer. She gets mad, how could you reject Pitch-Dark Hook the great. She tries to follow you around sneakely, she's bad at it but hey, she's trying atleast.
Hook wants to touch your ears and tail, they look so fluffy. She sees you talk to other children and she gets jealous, you shouldn't talk to them, can't you see that she is right here. She will cling to you, glaring at the other child.
"Go away, can't you see that she is property of Pitch-Dark Hook the great"
Seele: You were a child that she always saw when walking past the bar. It made her stop in her tracks immidiatly, what is a child doing working at a bar. She asks you why and you answer is that it is so you can take down the alcohol business.
Seele is now always walking past that bar to check in on you, make sure that nothing has happened to you, if she sees even one scratch on you, she will drag you away, you will not work there anymore. But don't worry, she will beat up anyone who stands in the way of your protection.
"Stop crying, I am just making sure you're safe"
Yandere Tingyun makes my brain go brrrrrr
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HEAR ME OUT 🗣🗣🗣
Our lover boys ( Leo, Percy, Luke, Jason,Connor, Frank ) getting teased bc they are down BAD like completely, utterly whipped and wrapped around reader's pinky
Thoughts? 💋
( you're my tumblr crush 🤫)
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HEARD CHEF 🫡🫡🫡
(be my secret admirer baby 😘😘)
leo is a whiner, moaner, huffer, noise making machine. easiest to tease. in a constant state of slightly horny 24/7. and HIS girl is teasing him???? done for, over with, never to be seen again bc he’s locking you and him in his room until foreva
percy teases back just as hard. will not tolerate teasing bc he makes your life hell in return. if he has to be hard, you have to be wet, those are the rules idk what to tell ya.
luke let’s it happen to him. he likes to be teased, gets off on it. does some minor teasing back, but not a ton. kinda lets you take control, something he only ever relinquishes to you
jason is a blushing flustered mess. he’s trying to tease back, really he is, but it’s kinda hard when he can’t get a single sentence out. but he loves it, enjoys how much joy you get out of his blushy cheeks, which you always kiss.
connor is your loser boyfriend fr. he can play suave with all his friends but the moment you start teasing him, he’s a goner. why are his clammy?? why is there sweat coming from everywhere?? why are my feet stuck to the ground??? bro doesn’t know what to do anymore fr but you love how he turns into those baby goats that freeze when they’re scared or whatever.
frank, our beloved sweet boy, doesn’t know how to respond. tbh takes him a few seconds to catch on. “looking good, zhang, but you’d look better without that shirt on.” “you’re right, i bought this shirt a few weeks ago and i don’t think it fits my vibe but i wanted to widen my closet and- wait…” cue the blushing and he is now out of order for the next hour. good job, look you broke frank, apologize 😐😐
upon rereading the request, i think you meant teased BY OTHER PEOPLE but i already wrote the whole thing so this is what you get sorry not sorry 🥱🥱🥱THOSE MY THOUGHTS BRAIN GO BRRRRRR
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Hi!! This is the same Anon who requested the Sinner! Adam x reader with one sided AdamsApple. I wanted to say that I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. You write them so well 😭 I would really love a part 2 of it if you could make one, especially seeing more of the dynamic between them after Charlie walks them both to talk with Adam + Reader. (again FULLY your choice if you even do this + feel free to take any creative liberties OFC!)
AdamsApple is such an angst ridden ship and I love every second of the dynamic, even if it’s in a one sided relationship!
Have a great rest of your day ❤️❤️
Dude I absolutely love you/p for requesting a second part bc their dynamic causes my brain to go brrrrrr so here ya go <3
Part 1
This hurts me like hell, feel like the angel who fell
pairing: Adam x male!reader
warnings: language & angst
note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers
“Lucifer,” you beamed at the blonde man who looked somewhat uncomfortable. Given Adam's reaction to your cheerful welcome Lucifer wasn't the only one though. The first man was quick to wrap his wings around your body in protection. Logically the brunette knew that you were safe, that you weren't gonna leave him but emotionally it was hard to deal with.
“You haven't been around in a while, what have you been up to?” you offered him a warm smile that Lucifer copied as well as he could. It wasn't your fault after all, he couldn't blame you for loving Adam, not when he himself was in love with the first man. It had been an unlucky accident that Adam had fallen for you instead of Lucifer - he had been locked up in his tower, suffering from yet another depressive episode while you had been there. You had been there to take care of the brunette.
The devil however tried to appear as cheerful as possible when he responded to your question, there was no good reason to bring the mood down, not when neither of you were responsible for how things had ended up. Emotions weren't controllable after all. “Oh you know,” he tried to make the grin on his lips as natural as possible - it seemingly worked out, “A little bit of this, a little bit of that, ruling hell is a full time job after all.” Adam huffed at that and Lucifer had to bite down on the inside of his cheek in order not to look down at the brunette. “Yeah right, I bet you still make those fucking pathetic rubber ducks,” the former angel sounded pissed and Lucifer partly understood why. He had never apologized to Adam for what had happened in Eden, for the drama with Adam's wives. Lucifer remained silent for a moment, you however managed to unintentionally cover the devil's back, “Don’t be a fucking asshole about it,” you hissed at the man underneath you and slapped his chest, that only made the first man tighten his hold on you and his wings were now covereing every single inch of your body. The feathers of his wings weren't bright golden anymore, they had changed to black. So it was quite dark for you once Adam's wings had also covered your face. “Yeah? So you're on the devil's side now?” Lucifer recognized the jealousy in Adam's voice immediately, he wanted to assure the other male that he had nothing to worry about as he raised his voice again, “Adam, I'm not interested in him, I-” but the brunette turned his face towards the fallen angel and interrupted him, “You’re not interested in him, huh? Just like you weren't fucking interested in Lilith once she had been given to me? How you weren't fucking interested in Eve once Lilith bored you? You're not fucking interested, you never are and yet you always fucking take what's made to be mine, so up your fucking ass, Lucifer.” Adam's voice sounded venomous, it was filled with honest hatred towards the devil and Lucifer understood. The former angel was right after all, whenever someone had been given to Adam, Lucifer had taken them from him and who was to say that it wouldn't happen again? Well Lucifer was to say because he wasn't interested in you, but Adam didn't believe him and the former leader of the exorcists had every right to do so.
“I think that's-” Charlie tried to calm the conversation down but Lucifer talked over her, “I’m sorry Adam.” The brunette rolled his eyes, clearly not believing the blonde a single word - and once again Lucifer understood.
Because back in Eden Lucifer and Adam had been close, closer than friends yet not close enough to be considered lovers. What they had was special and Lucifer would forever remember their bond. They had been kissing - Lucifer had been Adam's first. There had been no one else back then, it was before Lilith had been created. And in return Adam had shown Lucifer pleasure. The devil remembered their time in Eden so vividly, like it was a movie playing inside his mind, a movie that was set up to be a romance but fell apart and turned into war.
“Of fucking course you are,” Adam turned his head to face the ceiling instead of Lucifer. It was hard for the first man to be around the person he had once considered his best friend and yet said friend had been the one causing him to drown in so much pain. Adam had died alone because both of his ex wives had been with the fallen angel, there had been no one, just him. And now Lucifer decided to apologize? An apology wouldn't make up for the pain he had felt, his trust towards Lucifer had been broken and Adam had sworn himself to never trust him again.
You pushed Adam's wings out of the way to look at your boyfriend, his expression was cold and you immediately knew he was bottling up the sadness Lucifer's presence caused. Adam had never truly told you much about the devil, Eden or his human life in general. But you understood, it must have been hard for Adam, to be stuck in the place that he despised more than anything. Surrounded by the person that had ruined his life. You gently cupped his face and he seemed to relax at least a little.
Lucifer watched the both of you, watched carefully how Adam's tense body softened once your hands were onto his face, once your lips gently kissed his jaw. He tore his eyes away from the scene, he knew it wasn't healthy for him. It would only worsen his already unstable mental state. His heart was already being torn apart by razor sharp claws, he didn't need to sprinkle salt into the wound. He patted Charlie's shoulder gently, offered you a gentle smile as you looked at the devil apologetic. The fallen angel didn't blame you, he liked you actually. You had no fault in all of this, it had been his own very fault, he should have done better and maybe then he would be cuddling with Adam, but he hadn't done better, he had fucked up.
So now he had to live with the consequences.
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Building off my older (gang member) Todo who spoils u
ᴳᵁʸˢ ᵀᴴᴱ ᶠᵁᶜᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᴰᴿᴬᶠᵀ ᴰᴵˢᴬᴾᴾᴱᴬᴿᴱᴰ ˢᴼ ʸᴼᵁ ᴴᴬⱽᴱ ᵀᴵ ᴰᴱᴬᴸ ᵂᴵᵀᴴ ᵀᴴᴵˢ😞
Instead of sorcerers they’re gang members who fly pretty much under the radar of any police. Posing as old money rich. (Will build on this)
Older bf Todo who you meet by chance at a coffee shop (bc cute) he’s just passing by chance to grab a drink, he sees you and he knows he has to have you. He tips you a stupid amount and leaves his number. You were just as enthralled, his scruff yet polished appearance yum. His ponytail littered with greys, yes! And just generally, size kink go brrrrrr
Older bf Todo who waits for your call but doesn’t answer straight away (he’s busy, in a meeting or whatever have you) but as soon as he’s free he calls back realising it’s you he apologises profusely and asks you out.
Older bf Todo who understands your caution. An older man twice your size asking you out isnt normal by any means. But when you call him to agree to a date he’s overjoyed.
Older bf Todo who asks you to dress up all fancy and pick you up a few blocks away per your request and takes. Opening every door and offering his arm wherever you walk. (Chivalry isn’t dead!!!!)
Older bf Todo who finds the most lavish restaurant for your first date and refuses to let you pay for anything regardless of your protests. He swipes his card with a cocky smile knowing he won the little quarrel.
Older bf Todo who takes you on a walk and urges you to talk about all your ‘silly dreams’ (as you put it) but instead of laughing is completely in awe of your passion and drive to achieve your goals. However when you ask him about what he does his answer is vague. ‘Barwork’ is all he offers, leaving you to question the means by which he acquired lavish life he seemingly lives.
After date one turns into two turns in to three and so forth, Todo is obsessed, whenever you’re both free he wants you next to him. He’s always touching you, whether it’s a hand snaked around your waist of simply holding your hand. He begs you to leave your apartment to live with him and after some convincing (buying your old apartment for you to soothe your anxiety about things not working out) you move in together and quit your job. Making him and you all the more clingy. Most importantly he offers to fund whatever aspirations you have.
Older bf Todo who is so good at managing your outbursts and attitude if almost feels mocking. He stands over you while you cuss him out and dosen’t bother arguing, he’s ’too grown’ for that. He lets you blow off your steam, secretly finding it cute how you pace around and try your best not to be calm. He always lets you say your piece no matter how irrational, he says his piece too. More often than not leaving you feeling a little silly because of how worked up you got, but he always reassures you in the end.
“My sweet don’t yell, come, tell me what’s wrong. Let me fix it
“Baby it’s okay to be mad….(insert rationality or gift)”
And if someone hurt you, strangely they’re never seen again.
Older bf Todo who takes you to work dinners every now and again. You always pick up a shady vibe. It’s not really a dinner, it feels like a series of poorly hidden transactions and unspoken alliances. Nobody really eats, even though Todo makes sure you’re well fed as he sips whatever drink he’s feeling. You bring it up but he dismisses you which is unusual, regardless, the look on his face tells you not to pry too much. It’s quite literally the only thing you argue about it
“Love I said fucking drop it, that’s just how it goes”
“I’m not doing this today love”
Older bf Todo who tries to apologise for his sharp tongue and quell your little suspicions by buying you whatever you wanted. Clothes, shoes, bags done. Hell, he’ll even get you all the books and games in the world. Just shut up about his work.
“Darling, that stupid shady bar pays for all your things” (as he petts your hair and shushes you to sleep)
But you ain’t forget 🫣
At the end of the day he just wanted to keep his girl safe
~Flo🌸
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a smut request with Nico where you’re needy while you’re pregnant and he helps you out?
A/N: YES! I am so excited about what is coming with these requests! So, we got three great requests that basically follow pregnancy to some sweet baby content. This is part of What My World Spins Around. I know this is technically a you POV request, but I wanted your awesome request in this AU because it's so fitting. Hope you enjoy!
A couple things that came to mind when thinking about dad Nico:
that man is going to be OBSESSED with whoever carries his baby. Like so touchy. So hot for it. So… desperate to be a dad and hold his baby. All the sweetness in the world.
He's a girl dad. 10000000% that is all I can picture him as. He would be so gentle and loving and safe for his daughter. So dependable and wanting to be invested in every single moment- big and small.
You and Your Baby with Nico Hischier
Warning: SMUT (18+ Content), Pregnancy, swearing.
Word Count: 1.6k
I squint in annoyance at the whipping sound of the ceiling fan above me. I am trying to take a much needed rest and the uneven oscillation has me wide awake, contemplating if I can get my 7 month pregnant body up to disassemble it.
I decide probably not. So, instead, I roll myself from side to side to gain momentum to stand up and walk to the light switch. I reach to flip it off, just as my husband comes into the hallway that leads to our room. My squinting turns on him and he cautiously slows his approach.
“What’s wrong? What can I fix?”
“This stupid fan.” I point to the ceiling. He comes to stand next to me, reaching for the baby bump he is absolutely obsessed with touching. He rubs his fingers into my swollen skin, encouraging me to lean against his shoulder while we watch it together.
“Sweets, it’s fine.” This is not the first time I have complained about this fan to him.
“It’s not in my head, Nico. It’s broken.” He bites his lip, watching as it osculates in perfect synchronization.
Brrrrrr. It suddenly vibrates, making my ears perk.
“That!” I shout, pointing at it.
“I didn’t hear anything.”
“Ohmygod. You’re useless.” I huff, stepping away from him. He follows after me, pawing at my belly. His hips bump into mine, pressing his front into my butt cheeks.
“I’m gonna let that go because I know you’re uncomfortable from the hot weather. I did turn the air conditioning down before I came up.” His nose trails along my collarbone as I stand next to our bed, huffing in frustration.
“It’s more than just the weather. Your baby is huge.” I insist, crossing my arms over my enormous breasts. They barely fit into my maternity bra anymore. Everything is expanding and swelling and Nico still looks at me like I’m a goddess. I don’t know how. I’ve caught glimpses of myself in the mirror this week and have practically fainted from disgust. Growing a human is cool; my body going to shit is not.
“She’s measuring very normal.” He reminds me of what they told us at our ultrasound earlier this week.
“Whatever. Swiss babies must be massive or something. Doesn’t feel normal when she bounces on my bladder.” I move back to my side of the bed, adjusting the straps of my bra digging into my shoulders as I go. I can’t stand the discomfort of it holding my breasts to my chest. So I aggressively shimmy it off, tossing it onto the chair by the window. My perked nipples pierce my t-shirt, drawing Nico’s undivided attention. He tries to subtly adjust himself in his shorts as he moves to pacify me again.
“What do you need?” He asks, large hands cupping my hips as he pulls us close. Our baby wedged between us makes it difficult to come together completely.
“I don’t know.” I snap, shoving my hands through my hair and whipping my pony tail in irritation. Nico tilts his head to the side, weaving his gaze down every angry line on my face.
“Maybe you just need a… release.” He questions.
His fingers glide along my shirt, weaving over my bump to come to my heavy breasts. The tips of his fingers tease the peaks until they’re tightened into desperate buds. I sigh, not able to stop the needy moan. I’m so horny all the time still, even in the third trimester. I can barely let him leave the house for summer training. Seeing my pleasure, he reaches down for the hem of my shirt to pull it over my head. My nipples have changed with pregnancy, distinct points with deeper color to them. Nico admires the view, then slowly leans forward to suck the right one into his mouth. I watch his cheeks sink in, tongue stroking every little bit to tease. My fingers rake into his hair, holding him to my chest as his other hand comes to tweak my other nipple.
“Please.” I whisper.
“Please what?”
“Fuck me.”
“I want you to fuck me.” He responds, walking himself backwards to sit on the edge of the bed. “I want to see every perfect part of you as you ride me.” I look away, a little hesitant with how pregnant I am. Our position options are limited right now, but we’ve had the best success with me on top. “I’ll help, baby.” He assures me, encouraging me forward with outstretched arms. My inner core pulses with need, wetness slicking my folds in my panties.
I step forward, placing my hands on his shoulders, watching his dewey brown eyes as he strokes my belly, then grips my hips to encourage me further forward. He grips the waistband of my maternity leggings, shoving them further down my legs. After pulling his shorts off, I straddle him, watching as my belly bumps into his chest. He smiles, leaning down to kiss it.
Nico lays down on his back, watching me lean over him to feather kisses along his jaw. His stubble is delightfully abrasive against my smooth lips. I slide my mouth open, sucking the sensitive skin of his throat. My tongue runs over the red mark, devouring the taste of him.
“Mmm, that feels good.” His hands slide down my back to grip my ass tightly. I reach for his shaft, feeling along the hard, velvet skin. He pulses in my hand. I stroke up, smearing the trail of pre-cum over his hot head. He moans as I begin to jerk him faster with the help of the milky liquid.
His eyes watch hungrily as I move back over his hips. I grip his cock in my hand, working it through my folds, playing with myself while he watches. I savor the feeling of him against my clit. I toss my head back letting out a loud moan that has Nico gripping my hips earnestly.
“Put me inside you, babe.” His words are a desperate hiss. More pre-cum dribbles out onto my folds.
I tilt my head forward again, chest heaving with pleasure as I move him through my slickness one more time, rubbing a hard circle against my clit. I whimper to him, then do as he requested. Once I’m seated completely on him, I relish in the feeling of how full I am with him inside of me. The increased blood flow during pregnancy has been good to me. I flutter my walls around his shaft and Nico groans, fingernails digging into my skin. He’s tired of waiting and lifts me to begin his thrusts.
“Do I look good up here?” I ask him, watching as his eyes drift between my large, jiggling breasts and where we are wetly connecting. The sounds of our thrusts echo through our room. I press my hands on his abdomen for leverage as I move faster.
“So fucking beautiful.” He moans. “Keep going, baby.” He encourages, mouth opening wider to suck in breaths as his thick eyebrows tug together in pleasure. “You feel.. soo.. damn.” He snaps his head back into the pillow. His eyes close as a heavy exhale falls from his mouth. I can tell he’s holding back for me.
I continue to bounce and roll my hips, tilting my head and arching my back, as much as I can this pregnant, to hit a different angle. He’s rigid and his balls have tightened, pushing insistently between my legs as I move. I sigh in pleasure, feeling a similar tightness coil in my core as he presses deeper into me. His thumb comes to my clit as he pants excitedly beneath me. He gently rolls against the bud while raising his thighs behind me so he can help with each pump. He matches me thrust for thrust. I begin to quiver on him, unable to keep the tempo. He takes over completely, fucking me faster and deeper still as I cry out in what seems like pain but is the complete opposite. The orgasm rocks through me as I shudder, belly rigid and round while the last moan gets trapped in my throat.
“Ach du lieber Gott.” Nico sputters as my orgasm squeezes him. He explodes deep into me shoving and rolling my hips with his strong hands as I go limp. I stay like that, him buried in deep, my head tilted back towards the broken ceiling fan, mouth agape, as his hands steady me. I can feel his dick continue to pulse within me, spilling more into me with each spasm.
“I think my soul just left my body.” I tell him when I can finally speak. His hands move from my hips to my belly, then up to my nipples to give them a final stroke. My inner muscles quench around him causing a guttural groan from my husband. “It’s been a long time since you came that fast.” I tease, tilting my head forward. I smooth my hand up his chest as I sit back on his hips with him still buried inside of me.
“I had no chance with how hard you came. Plus, I’m obsessed with you this way… pregnant with our baby.” His hands press deeper and lower on my belly “I want to meet her, but I’m going to miss having you like this. This won’t be our last one, no?”
“We’ll see.” I say, itching at a red, stretch mark close to his right hand. “She might be so perfect that it’s one and done.” I toss him a wink. He knows I want multiple babies.
“Just like her mama.”
Lazily, we pull clothes back on and settle into bed for the nap I was trying to take earlier. Nico wiggles down next to my belly, lips attaching to my bare skin, nose mashing in as deep as he can get it. My eyes drift closed, finally content in my body today. I weave my fingers through Nico’s hair and grip his scalp as I surrender to my exhaustion.
The last thing I remember is Nico telling our daughter how much he loves her.
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can i request a billy hargrove fluff/angst oneshot? maybe where reader gets in his car after school crying and his brain goes brrrrrr *microwave noises* unsure what to do but reader says stupid jason carver was picking on her and a switch flips in him and he gets M A D ready to punch his face in??
Omg I got you boo I love a protective man and Billy is just *MWUAH*. I’ll try to keep it simple but this gave me a lot of good ideas. Might make a larger story later!
A/N: This is my work and I don’t give anyone the permission to post it anywhere claiming to be someone else’s. I worked hard on this, if you enjoy it please interact. Requests are open.
TW: Cursing and fighting
It was a dumb shirt, you knew wearing it to school was going to be a problem but the whole morning was a shit show so you didn’t have time to change. It was a really nasty shade of green and it fit you like a box. The sweatpants you decided to wear just made you look like you just rolled out of bed, because you had. Oversleeping makes one panic in the morning that’s for damn sure. School was just as bad, especially since Jason Carver woke up and chose you to be his victim today. All day he had been calling you names, knocking your books out of your hand and harassing you about your best friend. Billy was popular but Jason hated him, and because of your class schedule you barely got to see Billy during the day. Lunch time he was being held in a lunch detention for falling asleep in another class so Jason took the opportunity to throw apple juice at you. The day just sucked.
Finally the bell rang and you just wanted to go home, Billy usually took you but you didn’t want to wait for him because Jason was hot on your heels.
“Gonna run home and cry about how the big bad basketball players were mean to you today? Yeah? Wittle cry baby? You’re pathetic.”
You just pushed on outside, wanting to just go the fuck home.
“No wonder your dad died! I’d want to too if my daughter was a fat bitch like you!”
God. Damn. You. Jason. Your legs stopped working for a few moments. He just had to yell your business so the whole fucking school could hear it. Embarrassed tears streaked your face as you ran to the comfort of a certain blue Camaro. Billy wasn’t inside yet but you had his spare key; perks of being the best friend. You sat down and began crying so loud that when he opened his door you didn’t even hear it.
“….if you bleed on my seats you need to pay for it to be cleaned.”
Billy had no idea what to do. He’d only ever seen you cry once, and it was when your dad died. He usually was the one crying in front of you. You shot a glare at him through your tears.
“I’m not on my period idiot.”
“…so are you gonna tell me or are you gonna do the dumb girl thing where you just cry and make everyone else miserable too?”
Sometimes you questioned your friendship, and your secret love for him. He could be a real asshole.
“Jason fucking Carver. He’s been on my ass all day and then…he just…he said…something about my dad…”
Billy’s attitude switched immediately. He may have been an ass but he loved you. You knew him, all of him, and you didn’t judge him at all. You were always there for him; like when Neil got to physical and you patched him up in your bathroom, or when he got into a fight at a party and you got in Tommy’s face for trying to start shit when he was too drunk to fight. You were always in his corner.
“Finally.”
Billy threw open his car door and b-lined it to the fucking prick. You followed, not stopping him because part of you wanted to see Jason get his shit ROCKED.
“Well, Well. The ogre had her little boyfriend come and save the day.”
Jason laughed with his friends but Billy didn’t stop or slow down at all. He stormed right up to Jason and DECKED him. Jason fell back and you gasped, happy but surprised at the intensity of Billy’s punch.
“Yea well leave my girlfriend alone and you won’t have to see me again. If you fuck with her at ALL anymore, you’ll never walk again.”
Girlfriend? You were still stuck on that when Billy aggressively pulled you back towards his car. Jason could be heard groaning about a broken nose but you were focused on Billy.
“Ready?”
“Ready for what? What do you mean girlfriend? What the fuck happened back there??”
“I’ve been waiting for a reason to knock his dumb ass out. We’re basically already dating, I think you’re hot you think I’m hot don’t get your pantyhose in a twist.”
You were dumbfounded.
“You’re such a romantic Hargrove.”
You rolled your eyes, but Billy killed the car engine and sighed.
“Look, I want to take you on a date, like a real one and I want to be good to you the way you are to me; I just didn’t want to bring it up after I got into a fight. I wanted to ask you later. But since you’re being a brat about it, yeah. I want you to be my girlfriend.”
Jesus this boy was so dumb. You just laughed to yourself and nodded.
“Okay Billy. But you have to do this right. I’m not one of your groupies okay?”
He chuckled and eyed you.
“Oh I know. They dress so much better than you.”
“I WAS RUNNING LATE YOU FU—“
He shut you up with a way overdue kiss. This was going to be an interesting adventure.
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AAAAAHFINALLY SOMONE WHO DOES ANGELS OF DEATH
breathes
Anyway could I request a ler issac fic cause god him being a mean a sadistic ler and teaser brain go brrrrrr where he chases a reader, their worse spots being their ribs and hips
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Angels Of Death: Tickly Terror
Uh oooooh! I've been found by a fellow AOD fan 🫣 Greetings, I think I love you! XD Thanks so much for the request and your patience! Zack is such a MONSTER! I luv it 🤩
Summary: Reader is attacked by a certain serial killer who has a soft spot for people in your line of work. He won't kill you now, but he has other plans to make you suffer.
Ler!Issac, Lee!Reader
Tw: Knifes, Swearing, Cruel tiggles
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Well, this was not what you had in mind for a nice Friday out on the town.
Running for your life, that is.
It all happened so fast. You knew taking that shortcut down the backstreets might be a bad idea, but you thought the worst might be some bum asking for a lighter, not a crazed maniac to start chasing after you with a knife.
You glanced over your shoulder, heart pounding in your chest. He was still there. Hot on your heels and gaining. The sound of his boots and insane laughter growing louder and louder. Chills running down the back of your neck.
He's coming! He's right on you!
You feel your stomach drop as you trip, tumbling to the concrete with a thud. You spin your head round, suddenly face to face with your pursuer.
His bandage covered face inches from yours as he smiled an unsettling smile. You can smell blood on his clothes. That coppery scent was dried onto his dirty hoodie.
It felt like an eternity of staring at each other before he finally spoke.
"Not gonna beg for your life?" He asked, standing over your body with a chuckle as he toyed with the knife in his hand, feeling the blade from handle to point. "I'll make this quick if you do." He continued, lowering himself onto your waist and placing a hand over your throat, holding you in place.
Petrified, you just lay there, staring at him. Your chest heaving, heart about to jump from your ribs.
A squeak left your lips as his knife suddenly slashed towards your throat. You clench your eyes shut. Waiting for the impact-!
...Impact?
You anxiously open one eye, looking up at the attacker who now held your ID card from work as it had fallen from your pocket. He narrowed his eyes as the words.
"... Does this say nurse?" He asked, showing you the card.
You gulp, trembling as you speak. "Y-Yes... I'm a c-childrens hospice nurse... I work with orphans."
The attackers face sank as he tossed your ID aside with an aggrivated groan. "Damn it. I can't kill ya' now I know that... Damn, Ray. She made me soft!" He cursed himself as you watched on, wondering who 'Ray' was.
Though, that didn't really matter. What mattered was the fact you weren't going to die! A small sigh of relief passing your jittering lips. The feeling didn't last long though.
"However, I'm still going to have to make you scream. I went through the trouble of chasing you down after all. I've earned it." The boy nodded as he leaned closer, softly tracing the dull side of his knife up and down your side.
The feeling of the dull point dragging across your side, through your thin shirt, sent a tingling sensation across your torso. You bit your lip, biting back a smile as your fingers curled up reflexively. What if a smiling pisses him off?!
But, it tickles! So bad! The cold tone of your attacker reminded you of the situation you're in.
"Your tag said y/n... So tell me, y/n, where should I start? Don't worry, I'll keep the injuries hidden. I don't want to worry the kiddies or-... Are you fucking smiling right now?" He asked with a dumbfounded glare.
"N-No! No, I'm not! I'm really not!" You blubbered, your hands shooting up defensively as you fought down a giggle.
"Yes you are! I saw it! You we're so smiling! You think this is funny? You got some kind of pain kink or something? Youd better tell me cus' I aint here for that noise."
"No! No, I-I swear it's not that! Your knife! It- It just- Eek!" You squeal as he traced the length of your stomach with the dull blade again.
The boy smirked, a sadistic glint in his eyes as he finally put all the pieces together.
"Oooh." He chuckled.
"No! No, it's not what you think!"
"Haha, I think it's exactly what I think." He shifted his weight, trapping your arms by your side, beneath his knees. He knacked his knuckles, grinning a fanged grin as he prepared himself for the fun he was going to have with your helpless body.
He held his limber didgets out, flexing them close to your stomach to start with, revelling in the way you squeaked and tried to suck your belly in to avoid the fingers.
"I'd say sorry, but I'm really not." He chuckled before diving into your soft skin, vibrating and clawing at your tummy.
"Gh-! Haha! N-Noho! H-Hehey! Wait! WAIT! PleheEEEHE-!"
You giggle, legs kicking out behind your attacker as he dug into your tummy, chuckling with you.
"Hmm, I think you can beg better than that." He smirked, his hands shifting to ruthlessly claw at your sides. Even rolling up your shirt to attack the bare skin directly.
"WAH! S-Stahap! Please! Pleheheee-! Aha!" You yelp, twisting and turning, doing anything you can to escape.
This just eggs your attacker on. The hood of his hoodie shrouding his expression in a shadow, but you can feel him grinning at you, enjoying your suffering.
"Haha, poor little thing. Look at you, so helpless. And I'm not even hurting you! You're just too ticklish for your own good, huh?" He sneered, pinching up and down your sides, until he inched juuust too far upwards, finding your lowest ribs.
"FUHUCK! Wait!" You yelp, curling in on yourself to the best of your ability in your trapped state.
"Hm? Ooohohooo. Is that your sweet spot?" He jeered, latching onto your ribs with deadly precision, vibrating his fingertips into the sensitive dips and bumps that made up your ribcage.
A scream ripped from your mouth as he tickled you there. It really was the worst! This whole situation was a nightmare!
"NOHO! ShihiIIIIHIT! AHAAA-!... gasp AHA! Noho! NNNAAAHA!" No amount of kicking and squirming was working. This sadistic stranger had you trapped and completely at his mercy. Something he definitely wasn't going to give you.
"Take that! And that! Haha! Bet you're regretting coming out tonight now, hah? Tickle, tickle, tickle! Weak, ticklish little looser, aren't ya?" He teased, cruelly insulting you in a childish manner. Not letting up from your sensitive ribs yet.
"Pleheheee-!... gasp GAHAHAAAD!"
"I ain't no God, call me Zack." He chuckled.
"Zahack! Plehehease! Stop! Stop! Stop! StahAHAHA!" The more you begged, the more he tickled. He was truly an evil being.
Zack grinned, shifting his hands and drilling his thumbs into your hips as he spoke.
"Ooh, look at that expression. So much suffering under such a bright smile. Haha! So silly looking~ Coochie, coochie, coo~"
"NYAAHAHA! ZAAAHACK!" You arch your back, desperately trying to dislodge his vicious thumbs from your protruding hips. "Fuhuck! NnnOHO-!... *gasp* AHAHA!"
Nothing worked! Nothing was going to work! You were completely at his mercy.
Hearing your pleas, he laughed, mocking your attempts to make him stop. "Oooh, Zaaack! Please! Don't tickle me! Oh nooo! Haha! You sound so pathetic! Tickle, tickle, tickle~! How about here? Or here? Nah, back to the ribs!"
He teased and taunted, his hands dancing between various different areas of your torso before latching back onto your ribs.
As the tears pooled in your eyes, and the laughter became breathy and full of hiccups, you wondered if he would ever stop.
"HEHELP! Help-! Ahaha! H-HeheaaaAAAHA! Help mehehe! Please!"
"Calling for help now? Pff, you really are completely helpless, aren't ya?" His cruel smile sent a shiver down your spine, realising just how right he was.
"NOHO! S-ShihihahaAHA-! AH!" A yelp passed your lips as the crook buried his face into your neck, blowing a raspberry into your skin, making you shrill in ticklish delight.
He loved the sounds you were making. So pained, yet so happy! It's weird, even this killer knows that. "Haha, I wonder how long you can take this. An hour? Several hours? A day maybe?! PfffAHAHA! Let's find our, shall weeee? Yyyyy/nnnn~?"
You weren't sure how long this torture had gone on for, but the awful tickling sensations on your hips suddenly stopped. You blinked the tears from your eyes, realising that Zack was no longer sitting upon your waist.
He stood, yawning and stretching his arms as if he was the one who was tuckered out. "Aaah... Bored now. You can go." He chuckled, nudging your shoe with his.
".... Oooor you can stay on the floor? If that's what you want?" When he realised just how tired you were, he scoffed, standing over your head and grinning down at you.
"Let's put it this way, if you stay there too long, I might get all worked up and start tickling you again."
"I'M UP! I'm going!" You scramble to your feet with a sudden burst of energy. The thought of another round of tickles made you feel ill. You dashed a few feet out of his range before turning back to see... No-one.
The Tickly Terror was still out there somewhere. He's probably looking his next victim...
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Thank you for reading! 😚❤️
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