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marzmeltdown · 11 months

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Familiar Taste of Poison - PT. 1

⌦ Pairing: Wonwoo x Reader ⌦ Genre(s): series,, angst,, fluff ⌦ chapter specific genre: fluff,, angst ⌦ Warning(s): !!TW:Drug Use, Alcohol Abuse, mentions of depression!!, reader kinda uses Wonwoo, a lot of this will be in multiple pov's(I will clarify when it changes pov's), some mention of being sick, swearing ⌦ Word count: 1.43k ⌦ Summary: You and Wonwoo have been friends since childhood, though you're both a little estranged from one another, the only contact being when you call Wonwoo for help. ⌦ A/N: I got the name for this from another rock band. This chapter is a bit shorter than what I'd normally write, but there will also be more than one part, so hopefully that makes up for it. Sorry to anyone named Chelsea, it was the first name I thought of. If there's anything you feel I should improve on in the future, don't hesitate to let me know! You can find progress updates on this story and everything else I write in my pinned post every Wednesday.:) ⌦ Since this series has some very heavy themes of mental health and substance abuse, I will be attaching a link to a website with help hotlines around the world. ⌦ International Mental Health hotlines ⌦ Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6

⌦ (Reader's POV) Cold laminate pressed itself against your cheek as your world spun inside the confines of a small half bath in some house owned by someone you didn't know, in a location you had never been to. The toilet that lied next to you to accompany you in your faded state stood in place to catch any of the waste that you poured into it. Groaning, you grabbed your phone from the spot next to your head, the group chat you'd shared with a few friends having been a ghost town since you asked for their help in the bathroom. The last message you'd read was your own, and your friends seemed to ignore your frantic messages for help as the contents inside your stomach found their way back into your mouth.

Despite feeling as though you were on an amusement park ride that spun itself fast enough to press your body to the metal you'd been standing against, you sat up, the screen of your phone feeling like a thousand flightlights were being shown in your eyes, causing you to squint. The sound of a notification rang through your ears. Quickly, you opened it after seeing that it was a message sent to your group chat.

⌦ You: Can you guys come into the bathroom? I don't feel good (read 2:54 am)

⌦ You: Please? (read 3:00 am)

⌦ 3:35 am

⌦ Chelsea: We went home; you'll have to find a way back to your place (read: 3:45 am).

"Fuck!" You cried, throwing your phone against the wall, and brought your knees to your chest to comfort yourself as you cried into your hands. There was a bang against the locked bathroom door, shaking you out of wallowing in your own self-pity. You had every right to be upset; however, these friends leave you high, drunk, and stranded all the time. At some point, you have to start facing the truth, but today wouldn't be that day.

The bang repeated itself, rushing you to your feet as you grabbed your phone from the floor. They banged against the door one last time, and you opened the door with a huff before pushing past the girl, who looked just about as fucked up as you were. You needed fresh air and a caring shoulder to cry on. Stepping outside, you sat down on the front steps of the house, staring down at your now cracked phone screen, pondering whether or not you should call him.

Before you knew it, you had clicked on his contact and pressed that blue call button under his contact photo. You chewed at the skin on your thumb nervously as the phone rang.

it rang

and rang

Only on the fourth ring did he finally pick up, giving you a half-awake greeting of something that sounded vaguely like a hello.

"Wonwoo, did I wake you?" You asked, and you could tell that you had, but he lied and said you hadn't anyway.

"What do you need?" He asked, and the sounds of him moving around followed his question.

"I know it's late, but would you pick me up? My friends left me stranded at some party; I don't know where I am, and I'm scared." You began to cry again. You couldn't tell if it was because you were stranded or because you knew for a fact that this was going to happen again. Your words slurred from your sobs and drunken state, but it seemed that Wonwoo knew exactly what you said by the sounds of his keys rattling in his hand.

⌦ (Wonwoo's POV) The sound of Wonwoo's phone filling the room pulled the man out of his slumber. He groaned as he debated whether or not he should answer it. There was only one person who would call him at this time, and it was his childhood best friend. He knew that if he didn't answer, you would wake up in some bathroom somewhere with no memory of how you got there. He didn't bother rolling over; instead, he reached behind him to play some game of claw where his phone was the reward.

Bringing the phone to his face, he squinted as he looked at the caller ID, swiping the button to answer the phone before pressing it to his ear. He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he began to speak.

"Hello?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose to force the sleep from his head as he listened to you speak, begging for him to pick you up for the second time this week.

"Yeah, send me your location, and I'll be right there," he said groggily as he slipped his glasses onto his face, getting up from his bed to grab his shoes, sweater, and keys. His heart sank into his stomach when you asked him to stay on the phone until he got there; he agreed and locked his apartment as he left.

The drive to where you'd been essentially abandoned was quiet, apart from your soft sobs and the rain that had started as soon as Wonwoo began driving. When he pulled up to the house, the sight was kind of sad: one lonely person sitting on the porch of a house that was rattling from the loud bass coming from the speakers inside. The rain had drenched your clothes, and it was apparent that the chill from being soaked by a cold night's rain was the least of your problems.

"I'm here; I'm going to hang up now," Wonwoo said, hanging up the phone as he turned off his car. He slipped his sweater off while walking across the yard towards you. As soon as Wonwoo was at the steps, he leaned down to gently tap your shoulder, smiling weakly once you looked up at him. Wonwoo held you close when you jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Wonwoo, I'm so sorry to make you do this again," you cried, effectively soaking the already rain-soaked shirt he'd been wearing. He pulled away after a moment, putting his sweater in your hands.

"Of course I'd be here; have I ever not been there for you?" Wonwoo said as he led you to his car, opening the door for you before getting in once you'd slipped into the passenger seat.

⌦ (Reader's POV) The heat in Wonwoo's apartment was a nice contrast to the chilling rain you'd sat in for the better part of an hour. You tried to go to bed when Wonwoo gave you a change of clothes and enough water to fill two and a half water bottles, but lying in the dark in his living room only made you feel worse about yourself. The tears just kept coming, and you tried to silence your sobs so as not to wake the man who was gracious enough to loan you his clothes and a warm place to sleep for the hundredth time this month.

Staring at the ceiling caused your mind to fall down rabbit holes that you would have preferred to walk around, but the thoughts kept coming. Finally, you'd had enough and looked at the time on your phone.

⌦ 6:15 am

Sighing, you sat up and got up from the couch. The journey to Wonwoo's room felt like a game of operation as you maneuvered around objects to prevent any loud noises. Wonwoo's door was open just enough for you to peek your head in; he was sound asleep, his back turned to the door as he lied there.

Tiptoeing into his room, you gently tapped his shoulder, chewing the inside of your lip as you felt him begin to stir. It took another few taps for him to finally peep an eye open and turn toward you, sitting up on his elbow when he noticed the look of worry that was on your face.

"What's wrong?" He asked; his voice had been deeper from sleep, and his messy hair made him look oddly attractive.

"I couldn't sleep; could..could I stay in here tonight?" You asked, resting a knee on the edge of the bed. He looked at you for a moment, wondering if he were in a dream or not.

Your heart felt as though it were doing back flips when he scooted to the side and lifted the blanket for you to slide in. Just as he began to turn, you grabbed ahold of his arm to cuddle yourself into him. He hesitated for a moment before fully wrapping his arm around you.

Finally, you could sleep comfortably.

#seventeen fanfic #seventeen smut #seventeen #svt fanfic #svt #wonwoo #svt x reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen angst #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo svt #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo x y/n #wonwoo x you #wonwoo x oc

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love-me-satoru · 2 months

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tw:drug abuse,self-destruction,relapsing.

i was doing so well over a year clean. i’m a fucking mess. my nose burns. now i feel like i need it. I know i don’t need it but my body is literally telling me otherwise and i just want to die. i really know that nobody here knows the real me. and i always seem so happy while i do this shit but deep fucking down i hate everything ive done. it’s supposed to just be a party drug. it’s supposed to make you feel good. But what happens after? What if you use too much? You feel your chest compress into itself. it gets so fucking tight everything hurts. But why? Why is it fun to do? it gives you a high that makes you feel great? But the comedown? it literally makes you want to kill youself. i still feel the burn. it’s 7 in the morning now. i’ve been doing this shit since 1 am. it already feels like i’ve been up for days. I’m just a fucking mess. Please end it.

#tw: suicial thoughts #tw drugs #tw self destruction #i’m really sorry.#i really shouldn’t put my personal problems on the internet but i have no one to talk to.

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dirtyhellfireclub · 2 years

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Dealing Drugs. Eddie MINORS DNI 18+

POV: YOU ARE BUYING DRUGS FROM EDDIE AND YOU DON’T HAVE THE MONEY SO YOU PAY HIM IN A DIFFERENT WAY ;) EDDIE SMUT

TW:DRUGS

“Do you have the money?” His voice was deep. It scared me a little. What was he going to do when I tell him I don’t. “Umm no I don’t bu-.” He cut me off. “What do you mean no you don’t? Where’s my money (Y/N)?” His voice got deeper and it scared me even more.

“I just don’t have any money right now, but I swear I can pay you in a few days. I can’t go without this stuff Eddie.”I said looking down.

“(Y/N) you don’t understand, I need that money now or no drugs.” “But Eddie, please, I really need them. Is there any other way I can pay you?” I asked.

He looked up at me. He had this look in his eyes but it wasn’t anger, it was lust. He came closer to me, until I was against the wall, both of his hands on either side of my body. “Well (Y/N), there is one thing you could do for me” he growled in my ear. I was still scared but at the same time he was turning me on. “So what can I do for you?” He chuckled and started kissing my neck. “I want you to have sex with me (Y/N).”

I wasn’t sure what to do next so I kissed him. I could feel him smile into the kiss and then he pulled away. “You are to do whatever I say, got it?” I nodded my head yes, I was to nervous to speak. “Good girl” he said and then kissed me roughly. “Jump” he mumble against my lips, so I jumped. He carried me over to the bed and threw me down onto it. “Strip now.” His voice was full of lust. I did what he told me and took all my clothes off, leaving me in my bra and panties. “Those to” he said gesturing to my bra and panties. I took them off and he eyed me up and down. “You’re so fucking sexy (Y/N).” He got on top of me and kissed my neck down to my chest. He started playing and sucking on my breasts. I moaned, it felt so good and I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. He kissed all the way down to where I needed him the most. He kissed my inner thighs teasing me, avoiding my soaking wet heat.

“Eddie I’m begging, please, do something.” He smirked and licked my slit slowly and I whimpered. “Mmmm, so sweet and so wet. Who made you this wet (Y/N)?” “Mmm, you did Eddie” I moaned. He smirked and licked my clit, adding a finger inside me. I gasped at the sudden contact. I moaned loudly and he started going faster, adding two more fingers. He sucked and bit lightly on my clit. “Holy fuck Eddie that feels so good, don’t stop!” I grabbed onto his hair wanting more. “Fuck Eddie im gunna cum!” The he stopped everything and I whimpered at the loss of contact. “Not yet baby. Not until im in you” and with that he threw my legs over his shoulders and slammed into me. I screamed in pain. It hurt at first but it soon turned into pleasure. “Fuck, oh my god!” “Holy shit (Y/N), you’re so fucking tight!” He was thrusting into me hard and deep. “Holy fuck faster!” I screamed. “Fuck (Y/N) im so fucking close!” “Eddie im gunna cum!”

“Cum for me (Y/N)! Scream my name!” “Fuck! Eddie!” My wall tightened around him and I came all over his dick which sent him over the edge and he came inside me.

We both rode out our highs. He pulled out and laid next to me both of us breathing heavily. He pulled me into him and I laid my head on his chest. “Shit (Y/N), that was fucking amazing.” I giggled “Yes it was, so do I get my drugs now?” He chuckled “Of course babe, but get them in the morning and stay with me tonight” I smiled “okay” and snuggled into him. “Oh yeah, and (Y/N)?” “Yeah?” “Pay me like this from now on, got it?” “Sounds like a plan.”We both laughed and slowly fell asleep in each others arms. Maybe drugs aren’t such a bad thing after all.

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x you

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justageneralsimpindeed · 8 months

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Naughty boy

Tw:drug use,alchol use,impact play,slight knife play, mommy kink, violence, degrading,choking, hisoka is a warning himself,not established relationship, stalking

If I missed any feel free to comment and tell me.

He watches you as the muscle of your thighs flex and every groove is traced out to him nmby sweat.The sheer power of them radiates gracefully and yet so aggressively off of you.The determination,the excitement Hisoka found in your more dilated than normal eyes,were something not often seen,but so often savoured.He has to, otherwise you might become too bitter of a fruit to pluck.You smirk in delight,his aura tantalizing ,his arousal not so evident to the crowd but to you...it was quite a show to see the tent in his pants form.The feeling was somewhat mutual,the slick starting to make its way to present itself on the otherside of your panties.A succesuful fight would increase your fragile ego much more and make your mental stability much more unhealthy.Lose and you lose your mind.

Strength is a gift,often debated on what it specifically is.But there is one thing that you can best describe it as to help you understand; power.Eventhough it is a synonym,your backstory understands this word much more.You still remembered how it felt to scrape up coins together,you can still remember how malnourishment smelled.It was probably for the best as all you had were leftovers from your rich and prospering neighbouring city,thrown away into trash bins where you still remember the crunching of ... somethung between bread.You wouldnt be able to tell what it was even if you were to look for it . It was that or the bread contaminated in toxins,the same toxins that killed off your family and almost you.

Hisoka watches you with greedy eyes , consuming every angle of your...rubenesque image.From what he's heard you can be quite a toxic bitch if your not in a good mood before a fight. He can confirm this,his protection allowed you to grow beyond your limits.He knows what your good and bad moods are and your in a great mood.That's a shame.Or atleast it would be if he hadnt tried to piss you off.

“BEGIN!”

Hisoka launched himself towards you,hand already balled into a fist and flying past your face,only because you were alert.Your fingers wrap around his wrist,tightening to a lethal vice grip before your knee is digging into his gut.

"OW!THAT'S GOTTA HURT! NOT A SECOND OR WORD IS SPARED AND WE'VE ALREADY GOT A CLEAN HIT!"

The two of you danced across the ring,blood spewing left and right from each other, paying no mind to the blaring of the speakers or the cheering crowd.You were lost in his eyes filled with lust and that was one of the many things you had in common despite being so different.You had been drawn to this man despite the fact his only want for you is the want for your blood on his hands.Just like the people you hated,you killed them with no regret.no love,no trust of their words of change and their empty promises.Something hisoka was willing to sacrfice for his own needs with no hesitation and not an ounce of guilt.

As you try to kick his side, his fingers wrap around the ankles of your leather boot only for you to ruthlessly strike his neck.Hisoka immediatley stumbles back the excitement,the bloodlust slipping through that “innocent” magician facade.You run towards him easily dodging a kick,but before you can strike his gut again the back of his hand crashes against your jaw.

Your sent tumbling back as you can feel our teeth grinding at each from impact and all you can do is slightly glare at the man ,who stood tall and proud as the referee announces a clean hit.You want to protest but your lips are sealed shut with your blood that is already trickling down your chin only for you to wipe it off and immediately punch hisoka in the chest.

"FOLKS ARE YOU SEEING THIS!CLEAN HIT AFTER CLEAN HIT Y/N STILL MAULS THROUGH HISOKA!"

An eruption of your name nearly brought hisoka to his knees,but it was at this moment he began to shiver,lips curved into a smile and trembling profusely, eyes wide open and crazed as his finger teases you to come play with him.Your cheeks starting to pale again as your blood had slighlty cooled the last thing you want is to kill the man who saved you and given you a chance in Heavens Arena.But at that moment,everything went to shit.

Your pulled towards him ,his fist slamming into your face, cheek first before gliding into your nose. Blood spurts from your demolished nose as you can already taste a bruising forming at your cheek.Hisoke dives for another taste but is stopped as your eyes darken and your nails dig into his trachea leaving him gagging on his own spit.The world is nothing to you now all that is left is you and hisoka shamelessly whimpering in your clutch.His heel clashes with your jaw but you simply slam him down.He is quick to move as your boots rise and drive into the very concrete his very own head layed on.You nearly killed him,such a thoughtless and savage act had him craving and he still fealt there was more to prod.

"Y/n "he moved to begind you and he whispered ,his lips brushing against the back of your ear "If that's your best you dissapoint me"and with that an uppercut is dealt he is practically ragdolled across the platform and you follow him.Hips seem to subttly but automatically thrust up as you sit on his bulge.His dick poking at your hole even with both of your clothes very much on.A frenzy of punches has him moaning out your name falling now on the ears of the poor referee whose now already ended the fight with you as the winner.Hisoka knows he's lost but he's somewhat glad as he knows he taught you well,despite the fact he wasn’t even trying to fight you.His hands wrap around your balled hand stopping you from beating him to death and therefore never being able to bear witness to you again.

A simple pull towards a hug has you calmed down after a few moments.His hands bloody and stained .You stare at the floor eventually giving up to his embrace now recognizing the wetness from his pants spreading to yours.

"Y/n did you really have to attack me in the hallway after the match?"You scowled as you dug the cloth futher earning a quick whimper "Cut the crap,way you were looking at me you were begging for that"

"The hell ,hisoka.You know how i get."You scold as you clean his wounds a bottle of wine by your side as you just couldn't be bothered to go to the store and get something."You know i couldn't help it, y/n~"he chuckles before he slightly winces,letting out a small whimper as you dig the cloth into a cut you made.

"Mmmmmm,already know me so well~"

"..."

"Hisoka?"

A small hum of question erupts from him."what exactly did you see in me?"Hisoka seems to tense at the question only for a second before he works to stifle his laughter.He turns to see your face inches from his,eyebrows knitted in annoyance.

"You..."He starts ,seemingly trying to get a lump out of his throat,which dug into your insecurities. Hisoka Morrow, a floor master,who shamelessy moaned upon impact of your hits,who didnt care about what other thought of him,who had opened his door a few minutes back naked when you came to check on him and almost walked down the hallway to your room so, if you hadn't intervened.The sneaky bastard couldn't give you an answer and it pissed you off.

You sigh grabbing the nearest alchol that wasnt the wine you were using and started chugging. "Y/n I-" He begins,nowing at the rate you were consuming alchol as a lightweight it would get emotional.But his efforts are short lived as you turn to him tears in your eyes "Was I really just like everyone else!When everyone tried to cripple me with bloodlust,why did you take me in even though I didnt know shit about nen!"Pent up frustration finally bursting out of you was a sight to behold. Hisoka's jaw hit rock bottom.The same girl whom he had met,whom he had watch walk through bloodlust as if with ease despite not knowing nen,was crying,not just emotional but crying.All those years he has known you,he never took you one to be so affected by another persons view of you,atleast not like this ."I-I don't want to be replaced..."Your back hits the fridge as you slide down it.A small packet drops down from the top,right for hisoka to see.

Before you can quickly grab and dispose of it,Hisoka flings it towards him with bungee gum observing the contents.

"Hisoka-"

"Is this methamphetamine?"

"Hisoka,stop..."

"Y/n is this methamphetamine?Answer me."He says these words so calmly and yet you snap"What the fuck do you think?!"You yell,eyes puffy and red,a harsh sweat trailing down your brow and snot running down your face.Hisoka simply stares.He looks at the bag again then at you then the bag finally landing back on you before puting the delicate thing on a nearby counter and walking over to you.

The look in his eyes was pity amongst so many unreadable emotions.You would feel comforted to know that the unpredictable hisoka was still in a way there if not for the pity and the fact he was now cornering you against the fridge.

"What are you doing?"

"..."

"Hisoka."

"..."

"Hisoka."You slightly more tense and even so you have no reply.

"For fucks sake Hisoka!Scream,shout,say anything!"

He halts,just inches away from you. He looked you up and down,sweaty,with bags under your eyes,your frame frail and skinny,your eyes screaming with anxiety.Your lips are trembling more than your body,your breath heavy laced with alcohol.Subtle hints of the drug effect during your fight now put on full display. It would be such a repulsive sight and yet he leaned down,gently cupped your cheek,and placed his lips on yours.You both are bruised and toughened from the fight earlier that day but never did you anticipate that he would kiss you and gently was a shock on its own.You were expecting to have your nose broken a second time if he kissed you as he would slam his face to yours,his hands groping everywhere after he had ripped your clothes off.Never could you anticipate that his kiss would be so gentle and caring to you when you where at your worst and under the influence. Your eyes are still wide as he places a hand on you back , keeping one in place to slowly stroke your cheek.As he opens his eyes again he senses you ease slightly.

"Enjoyed that didn't we-"He grind smugly until you are practically dipping him,hands smushing his face together as you kiss him tounge first.You watch him through half lidded eyes,teasing and condensing him as he squirms in your grip."Y/n as much as you make me want you,your under the influence too easy to break."You stare at him and watch as hisoka can no longer predict what you do.

The order from your brain in quicker than you think, as you slam your fist into his face.Leading him to tumble back,leaning on a counter.You feel hisoka tense as you grab him again by the hair lifting his head to face you,to which he headbutts you.You grab a knife as he pulls out his cards,hurling them at you.The knife slices the left side of your shirt revealing your bra.You lightly chuckle before shoving him on the floor knife digging into the wound you had been cleaning.

He slightly whimpers as he notices the position the two of you are in,he's on the floor with you straddling his bulge,which you diabolical self rocks against.He gives out a soft moan"too easy to break huh?"You stare down at him.He looks back at up at you with something he's not ao sure of. One day you'll be at each others throats,the next you could be undressing each other with your eyes and then literally.

Your nails trail against his chest slowing to a halt once you reach his waist band as you wait for his approval. "Y/N please..."he mumbles as you smile taking the knife from off his wound hand still at the waistband."Y/n please."his voice a little more stern.You fiddle with the waist band of his boxers pulling it up before releasing it back at his skin.He waits impatiently,not daring to squirm as not to feed you his ego but you tracing his hips with your other hand only made things harder.You slowly begin to hump against his hard on making his jaw go slack eyes widened,back arched and skin a vibrant red unlike the normal ghostly pale colour."Y/n I-I nghhhh~"his teeth clench as you roll your hip faster edging him closer while your lips grace of his adams apple.Then you stop.Everything.

"Y/n!Wha-"Hisoka whines at the tantalising effect of release."Y/n please dont stop,please!" He moans out yet again.A subtle grin is what gives him his words."Mommy...please fuck me~" he begs,the sinful groan paired with his words has you stunned for only a moments as you fingers finally hook under his waistband and tug his pants down enough for his cock to spring free.You remain straddled on his lap as you bring your shirt over your head tossing it over somewhere.

Your eyes widen at the sight of Hisoka's dick. His nicely groomed pubic hair is unnoticed as your given eye candy of Hisoka's raging red hard on,leaking misty white drops of precum.His size intimidates you with an erection of atleast 9 inches .The girth is unimaginable ,veins decorating the side of his cock. Soft touches of Hisoka's hand on your thigh brings you out of your trance."Are you still sure?"He asks one final time,a characteristic that is still scaring the shit out of you.Your fingers softly claw at his cheek earning you a shudder of arousal from him.His hands begin to shimmy you out of your pants as you slowly stroke his cock.

You still are enchanted by the flushed red tip,how painful it looks all because of you. However,you were willing to assist him with it as not only did he feed your ego with his begging but because as much as you’d hate to admit you couldn’t really handle much more of your own teasing .You get up taking off your pants along with your soaked panties,a cocky smirk now being seen on your face instead of his for once.The sight of your bare cunt has his cock twitching as he tries to squirm up to his feet and then he realises he can’t even do that.He stares at you wide eyed trying to atleast put some distance between the two of you.He trapped where you want him by your nen ability.He looks up at his hands binded above his head by his own nen ability but he cannot control it.

A noticeable weight straddles hisokas and he gasp at you almost instantly taking him into you cunt without any prep." Nghh!Y/n..."his voice is strained as you glare at him using him how you please. Though it might not show Hisoka is a mamma's boy and you get along with children unsettlingly well considering you have beaten children in the ring half to death before.All of these factors plays into your need for dominance,to essentially be the iron fist of a mother,mother or not.

Hisoka's cheek stings as a harsh slap meets the side of his face,he would have killed you for that had you been any other person. But he couldnt care less as you raised your hips,before slamming them back down."Ah!Please...Y/N!I-" he's met with another slap to his face,now becoming red as he sinfully moans."Get my fucking name out of your mouth asshole."You scowl a mix of frustration and lust lacing your tounge as you ride him hard.Hisoka chokes in response already feeling he's quick to come close from your violent ,degrading words and the act of you using him."P-please ahh!"He tries to whimper out before you slam your hand down onto his throat choking him."Shut .the fuck.up."You threaten him as your grip tightens your pace merciless,tears forming at the corners of his eyes.You continue to ride him,small groans escaping your lips from time to time as Hisoka still struggles to breath.You ride him harder and harder the two of you becoming progressively louder as you begin to have your cervix bullied therefore making you strangle his cock.Words reach your ears and it brings you over the top as you both climax not even bothered about pull out. "Mommy...did you like that..."he chokes out,a large purple mark of your hand imprinted onto his neck,his face red and puffy from tears as well as your hand,body twitching from his high and cum splattered on his stomach.

You kiss him on the cheek"Yea....But I'm not finished."you chuckle as Hisoka lets out a nervous laugh knowing that you won't stop until you've both passed.

After the third round you had dragged Hisoka to your bed,as he was completely dumbed down by you forcing him not to cum until you did.Which he mostly obliged to .With a string of incoherent curses and praises falling from his lips you continued to overstimulate him until you were trembling as much as he was.

"Y/n?"you hear hisoka whisper as you lay on your side facing away from him.You hum a response to which hisoka wraps his arms around you,landing a kiss on your temple. "You know that invite that you got,for you to come to Heavens Arena"you freeze slightly before muttering out a small 'yea'.

"That was me."

"Why?"

"You watched all my matches,you wanted me to win every time before you became a floor master."

"And?"

"You're cute.Was back then still are?"He gives you a kiss to the joint were your ear lobe and jaw connect. "So in otherwords,that invite was you asking me out?"you become flustered as he buries his face into your neck muttering 'yes' as he begins to kiss between your neck and shoulder. Your mouth is almost wide open as you hear the words from him. " Did you like the-aagh!"You begins but you pushing him almost off the bed, in embarrassment has him shocked.He begins to laugh before he crawls back to you,sits beside you and pulls you to hia chest to face him."Still so cute..."he speaks, moving a strand of your hair out of your face as your lay on his chest between the two of you."Come let's take a bath." He says kissing you on your forehead,before lifting you up into his arms and making his way to your bathroom. Almost instantly your arms wrap around his neck,which cause him to chuckle shifting you to one hand as the other begins to run the hot water into the bathtub.After a while he places you into the tub before getting in himself admiring how tiny and flustered you are compared to him. "No need to be flustered dear , if you want we could go get icecream after we're don-is that love hearts in the form of shampoo he points only to be shocked as you nod."No wonder why you always smell like that hard candy.You know maybe we can go try find some.I know they're manufactured halfway across the planet by some guy named Swizzles yada-yada but we might get lucky-"He jumps slightly as you press your lips gently on his hand cupping his check as the other supports you against his thigh. "I would like that...and sorry for...you know...being a bitch."You blush profusely averting your eyes from him afraid of seeing that teasing smile.You can hear him chuckle before you feel something hard against your thigh.Eyes are widened as you look up at him."You know what that is-"

"Hisoka stop being horny."

"Aww but Y/n~"

"No.I will end up breaking your dick off."You say splashing him with water only to have him retaliate.The floor was flooded by the time the two of you got out and hisoka had almost fell if you had not dipped him."Aww Y/n,kiss?" He asks while using his miserable excuse of puppy dog eyes,miserable but effective,as the next few minutes would be that of kissing.Your lips begin to fight again until you drop him back onto the floor.He watches you from the floor,marvelling at your beauty even if it was just to him.You stood above him staring down, a small smirk on your lips as you turn,giving him an eyeful of your ass.

"Go get changed.We have to go on a date don't we?"

"Wait hisoka how did you know where I live?"

#hxh #hxh hisoka #hisoka morrow x reader #hisoka morow #hisoka smut #hisoka x reader #hisoka

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institute-domruthingham · 7 months

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Movie night! // Dom and Ciaran

Dom had set up everything perfectly, snack bowls, comfy pillows, blankets and of course feather boas. He then sent off a text to Ciaran.

'Movie night. Mamma Mia 1 and 2. You better be here. I feel we deserve some fun 😉'

After he sent the text and then flopped down on the couch and waited for the response. He pulled a pack of joints out of his pocket and lit one up as he waited. He didn't know if Damien allowed smoking weed in the house but he'd make sure the smell was gone before he got home. He needed this, watching his favorite movies and maybe some fooling around on the side. He needed to get his mind off of everything. Being a human, seeing dragons and demon creatures all around, killing people, destroying things, it was traumatizing for him, even though he was good at hiding it, he couldn't help but feel scared and being alone in such a big house wasn't helping. He wanted to have fun, he needed to have fun.

@professorxwolf

#tw:drug mention #tw:Drug use #closed starter

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lcveruin · 2 years

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the mortal sun has risen and set a thousand thousand times, and aphrodite is yet bound to the earthly realm, the reincarnation loop continues. this time their mortal coil has taken the shape of adeline rudolph, a human born on 8 of april, 1995, an ares and named elowen ‘winnie’ meyers.

TW:DRUG USE , TW:MINOR PILL ADDICTION TW:PILLS

hey loves ! please forgive my lateness for getting this out, but i’m here and i cannot wait for you all to hear about my new lovechild ! she’s still being fleshed out so i don’t have her bio 100% done so please enjoy the bullet points that i do have. i have some connection ideas listed at the bottom so if you’d like to plot like this and i’ll pester you on discord or tumblr im’s

S T A T S :

full name: elowen meyers

nicknames: winnie, win, el

deity: aphrodite

age: 27

birthday: April 8, 1995

zodiac: ares

sexuality: bisexual

pets: kitten named goose

occupation: former surfing prodigy. Cashier at the golden lyre and paddywhack

current residence: white poplar village

hometown: magnetic island

time on island: her whole life but she’s been back for a year

unlocked abilities: effortlessly charming & put together, sensing peoples attractions/desires, matchmaker extraordinaire, keepsakes from the sea brought into the home bring peace and safety. And enhanced swimming abilities

locked abilities: aid people with falling in & out of love during rainfall, strengthen marriage bonds, and amplifying peoples passions and desires

B I O

elowen was adopted by the meyer’s when she was three years old and her little brother was one. she doesn’t really know anything about her life before them and she’s never been one to announce her adoption.

life growing up was relatively easy, jasper and ida meyers were the type of couple romance authors aspired to write about. winnie has always aspired to have that kind of love in her life. the home was welcoming and they always believed in winnie and her brother..

surfing has been her passion since her dad had her on a board at four. she had amazed him at how well she took to it so it was only natural for them to push for her to compete. she competed at an all star level through adolescence which meant she missed some school

had average grades in school. however when she became a teenager she realized that while she never put any effort she was rather popular always seemed to attract people to her and that her swimming was better than some adults. she really started to read up on the lore of the island around that time.

TW:DRUG ADDICTION & USE around sophomore year ?? she went to a party & was given Adderall which lead to a minor addiction. she realized if she took a pill she could not only focus on getting all her work done BUT also extracurricular activities it was a dream come true for her tired brain.

eventually her parents found out about it around the end of her junior year and got her the help she needed and then elowen was off to graduation and to the next surfing competition. vowing she was going to stay away from pills & drugs.

. elowen didn’t have any college plans so she decided to travel from competition to competition. A year In She fell in love with a fellow competitor which ended badly due to them hiding their steroids in her bag and she got disqualified.

heartbroken she came back home only her mother didn’t believe that it wasn’t her using so she cut contact with her which absolutely gutted winnie & is still a big rift in their relationship.

she didn’t touch surfing for awhile and is going back to college for psychology, met some people who helped her develop a dating app called golden apple.

it currently is sitting at number one in the App Store and she’s honestly very proud of it. On the side she’s finally dipping her toes back into surfing and is dreaming to start up her own counseling/matchmaking services so she can make her app better.

H E A D C A N O N S & P E R S O N A L I T Y

winnie really wants know about her birth family, but she’s actually terrified.

loves water, swims/surfs daily no matter what. if she doesn’t she feels funky the whole day

since her family isn’t really in contact with her she’s clung to her friends who she loves a whole lot though her little brother still talks to her. he’s her favorite person.

she’s most honest late nights when tequila is in her veins.

goose is her tabby cat that she simply adores. she just adopted him so she’s a new cat mom.

hopeless romantic x10000

has a habit of trying to set her friends and family up.

tries to befriend everyone as well and will flirt with anyone.

mom friend but also isn’t??? The lines blur a lot.

owns a vw bus named roscoe that she treats like her child as well. she’s had it since getting her license and takes it on roadtrips & camping trips whenever she can.

she’s very brash and impulsive at times but she’s trying to be better for herself and everyone else.

is trying really hard not to relapse with the pressure she’s putting on herself to be be the best again.

C O N N E C T I O N S ??

roommate connection please or a neighbor one where they’re just at the other’s place all the time do weekly dinners or late night grocery runs. just domestic platonic fluff please i’d die.

best friend or ride or die type of friendship.

exes current fwb’s lovers whatever she loves love alright.

someone she is always trying to set up with blind dates.

pet friends? this is all new terroitory for her.

hiking/camping buddies.

honestly anything and everything i’m sure we could figure something out!

#eternal! intro #tw: drugs #tw: pills #tw: drug addiction #this got long I apologize

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