#clockwork x reader smut

[tryingtofindava]

WLW CLOCKWORK FANFIC AND MY LIFE IS YOURRRRSSS. (Aftercare after manhandling you would be cute, but you use your imagination, also I love ur work)

NEEDY, HUH…? N.OUELLETTE X FEM READER

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There was something about seeing you bloodied after a mission that always stirred something in Natalie,especially when you got needy for her touch.

Adrenaline pumped through your veins, as you and your girlfriend Natalie had just completed a mission from the Operator. Tasking you both to kill a couple who lived in a quite suburban home. The kill was clean, done precisely as she had taught you over the years of being a proxy.

The two of you disappeared into the woods, slipping away before the authorities could catch wind of your mess.

The silence was almost suffocating, broken only by the ticking of her clock eye and the crunch of leaves beneath your feet as you made your way back to the cabin you two had to share.

You were still riding the high of the kill, your first mission in weeks, and it had gone off without a hitch. Natalie’s head turned toward you, a smug grin stretching across her blood-splattered face, the stitches at the corners of her mouth pulling upwards. “Not bad, babe…” she nudged you, her voice laced with satisfaction. She was still buzzing too, just like you.

“Thanks.” You reply, though it was cold outside you could feel your cheeks heat up. You’ve been dating for a few months now, and no matter how many times she’d praise you it’d always make you blush like a school girl.

Finally making it back, blood soaked into your clothes and crusted against your face. The lock clicks behind you and before you can even say her name, she’s on you. Her fingers digging into your hips, your back slammed against the wooden wall like it owed her something.

“God, you drove me crazy tonight, babe.” Nat growls, breath hot against your neck, hands already up your shirt. You barely have time to respond, only gasp and let your head thunk back against the wall, exposing your throat like some kind of offering.

One hand trailing down from under your shirt, her dominant hand now lifting your thigh up against her hip, she’s going crazy with her mouth. Leaving hickey after hickey again your neck.

Suddenly lifts you like you’re nothing, and carries you over to the small bedroom of the cabin. Tossing you onto the mattress like a ragdoll she’s way too fond of. Your head’s spinning but all you can do is breathe out her name like a prayer.

“Nat…”

She’s on top of you in a flash, you’ve never seen her move faster. Cars are fast, but horny lesbians are faster. Straddling your hips and keeping you down, you stared up at her like a deer in headlights. “Tell me what you want,” she murmurs softly against your neck, voice dipped in something dark, something teasing.

“You,” you whimper out. You could feel her grin grow. Against your neck, moving her face up to make eye contact, green eye staring into your soul. “Oh, baby, since you asked so nicely.” she reached over to the bedside, pulling open her drawer where she kept the goods.

One finger tracing your shapes against your stomach, while her other hand was pulling out the strap from the drawer. Setting it beside you, she makes quick work undressing you both. Smirking as her thumb rubbed against you, trembling beneath her and her calculating movements.

“I’ve barely done anything and you’re this wet? Ha, you’re so needy, huh..?” She had a certain glint in her eye, she knew what she was doing. She herself was already stupid wet from making you feel this good in such little time.

As much as she wanted to drag this on, she was starting to get just as desperate as you were. Leaning back, you had a whole view of her. Her softly defined muscles, her white sports bra that did nothing to hide her hardened nipples, and the green strap that she was adjusting to fit snuggly against her hips. “Please just fuck me already.” You didn’t feel like acting all coy right now, just desperately needing to feel her.

“Straight to the point? j'aime ça.” She giggled, wasting no time before pushing just the tip in. That was enough to make you throw your head back, a loud moan rippling from your throat.

Her eye watched you intently, taking in your every reaction. “You’re already trembling?” she teases, the glint of satisfaction in her eye matching the growing hunger. Her voice is just low enough to make your heart race. “Sale fille…” You have no idea what she’s saying, but coming from her it sounded so sickeningly delicious.

Didn’t take long until she was fully inside you, hands gripping your hips so tightly it was sure to bruise. “Did you mean to drive me fucking insane out there?” she mutters, biting just under your jaw, hand slipping up to cup your boob and giving it a nice firm squeeze.

You breathe out a laugh, dazed and already melting against her, walls clenching around her silicone dick. “What? I was just doing my job.” Her hand tightens it hold on your hip. “Yeah? Then let me do mine.”

The first thrust steals your breath. Your eyes wanting to flutter shut, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look away from her, she looked so relentless and focused, guiding every movement, biting at your collarbone, growling your name between praise and curses.

You’re not sure when your hands found her back, your nails digging in for something to hold onto, something real.

“That’s it,” she murmurs into your ear, voice hoarse. “Take it. You can do that for me, yeah? Be good for me?” You nod, desperate and wrecked, your answer barely more than a whimper.

“Use your words,” she snaps, pausing inside you, teeth on your shoulder now. “Yes,” you gasp. “I’ll be good, promise…I’ll be so good, Nat-”

“Good girl,” she purrs. And then her thrusts pick up speed, the rhythm of her hips is brutal, calculated. You’re writhing, hands tangled in the sheets, crying out things that barely sound like words. She’s focused, zeroed in on every twitch, every moan, every time your body gives her a reaction. It’s not just sex, it’s her next mission of the night. And she’s so close to the finish line.

She bites your shoulder when you clench too hard around her, enough to leave teeth marks, and maybe you moan a little too loud at that. Maybe she bites again, grinning.

“You’re doing so good for me,” she breathes, smug and soft all at once. “Tu es si jolie quand tu es comme ça. Tout à moi.”

The sensation builds slowly at first, like a pressure gathering deep in your core, soft and almost gentle, but persistent. With each movement, it intensifies, spreading outward in slow, rippling waves, until suddenly, it becomes undeniable.

“S-shit, Nat, I’m gonna…” You gasp out, legs wrapping around her hips. “I know, baby, I know.” She presses a quick and sweet kiss against your lips, her thrusts becoming sloppy herself.

The pressure in your body peaks, tightening every muscle, and you can’t breathe, can’t think, only feel. Natalie watched you intensely, her brows furrowing as she chokes out a moan of her own. Getting off from just making you cum. You don’t know how long it lasts. Time melts in the haze of sweat and sound. The creak of the bed, the wet drag of skin on skin, her voice in your ear, your name on her lips. She holds you down, takes you apart, builds you up again.

She helps you ride out your high, pulling out carefully making you shudder. Pussy still tingling from the sensation of it all. She flops onto your chest. Looking up at you like a puppy dog waiting for approval.

You run your fingers through her hair, sweaty bodies tangled together as she pressed soft kisses against your chest. Melting like butter against you.“You always this worked up after a mission?” you whisper, voice coarse and sore.

“You know it.” She pulls away from you, looking at you oh so lovingly. Leaning over you, breath hot against your cheek. She presses a kiss to your temple, more like a stamp than a comfort.

“Stay there,” she mutters, disappearing into the hall. You blink at the ceiling, your body wrecked in the best way possible, and listen to her rummaging around in the kitchen. The soft clink of a glass, the floorboard squeaking as she makes her way back to you.

She returns with water and a warm washcloth, cleaning you up just enough to keep the afterglow from turning gross. It’s rushed. Barely there. But when she flops down beside you, still topless, she pulls the blanket over you both and lets you bury your face in her chest like nothing in the world could be safer than this.

“You okay?” she asks after a long pause.

A smile tugs its way to your lips.

“Never better.”

Hehe… this is like my second time writing a smut one shot like this? I’m so sorry if it’s ass I’m trying to practise!! Criticism is welcome :3

I feel like I got to the point too quickly and I need to work on building more of a plot line

[rainrot4me]

Omg omg I 🖤u sm but can u do the creeps/proxies how they are the morning after a long night of fun 😏

*cough cough* ineedjefftobreakmyback *cough*

EEEE THIS IS SO GOOD ILY

✦ . jeff the killer

Cocky smirks and bedhead for days.

Shirtless, covered in scratches and covered in you.

Gets handsy again the second you stir. No shame.

“Mmm, you look like you got hit by a truck. That’s hot. Wanna go another round?”

Brings coffee (burnt), wears your bite marks like trophies, and teases everything you said last night.

But if you roll over and bury yourself in his chest? He gets real quiet, real fast. He likes being clung to.

✦ . ticci toby

Completely out cold. Drooling on the pillow. One arm flopped over your waist like a dead weight.

Snores like a chainsaw. Limbs everywhere.

But if you try to slip away? He wakes up and clings.

“Mmm—nooo, stay. You’re warm. You smell good.”

Doesn’t remember half of last night until he sees the scratches and bruises.

Gets really flustered and mumbly when he realizes how loud or filthy he got.

✦ . eyeless jack

Already up. Already cleaned you. Already made breakfast, too.

But also very gentle. He wraps you up in sheets and checks on your pulse, hydration, and bruises like a doctor. Makes it really easy when he can hear your heartbeat.

“Don’t move yet. You lost a lot of fluids. I’ve got you.”

Smooth kisses to your forehead, rubbing your belly if you’re sore (especially if he went… deep).

He adores the quiet aftercare—whispering, soft stroking, holding your wrist like it’s precious.

✦ . masky (tim wright)

Lying in bed with heavy eyes, silently admiring you. His ashtray is already full, and he’s in the middle of lighting another cigarette by the time you stir.

Shirtless, sweaty, quiet, but his hand is curled possessively around your hip.

“You good? I didn’t go too far, right?”

He’s never the first to speak, but the intimacy of the night weighs heavy on him.

Will not let you out of bed easily. He wants you under the blankets, in his arms, legs tangled.

Might do round two if you so much as brush your hand over him.

✦ . hoody (brian thomas)

Already dressed. Already made breakfast. Already staring at you from the foot of the bed.

Silent, but pleased. Brings you tea and kisses your temple like nothing even happened. Like he didn’t make you sob and scream and pass out mere hours ago.

“Sleep okay? You looked wrecked.”

Cleans you up if needed, helps you dress, leaves love bites where they’ll stay hidden.

His brand of affection is subtle dominance. You’re his, and he’s smug about it—but never loud. He’ll spend the majority of the morning kissing you silly and massaging your tired body.

✦ . ben drowned

Naked. Still glowing. Lazing around with zero shame.

Will not shut up about how good you were.

“You were crazy last night. I think I spazzed out when you did that thing with your hips—whew.”

Definitely took screenshots if you were in the digital realm. Shows them to you. Definitely wants to go again.

Curls up with you in bed with one leg over you like a weighted blanket.

Starts up a game and hands you a controller. “Winner picks the next position.”

✦ . clockwork

Bruised thighs. Teeth marks. Smirking from the bathroom while she ties her hair up.

Already teasing you.

“Mmm. You were screaming, babe. Wanna wake up like that every morning?”

Cooks you breakfast in her shirt. Only her shirt.

Kisses your jaw and calls you “my mess” while you recover.

But she checks in after—“Too much?” “You okay?”—and if you show any signs of soreness, she’ll carry you around.

✦ . laughing jack

Giggles and tickles obnoxiously. Wants round two the second the sun touches your skin.

Wrapped in sheets with feathers in his hair. Tells you how good you were like he’s reciting a bedtime story.

“You should’ve seen your face when I—ohhh, priceless. Let’s do it again.”

He’s very clingy afterward. Wants praise. Wants you to say his name and tell him exactly what he did right.

Whispers filthy things while brushing your hair behind your ear.

✦ . slenderman

Pristine. Composed. Already dressed in his suit again.

You wake up in silk sheets, hydrated, and wrapped in a robe he picked out.

He sits beside you, long fingers trailing down your back like you’re a pet to be coddled and pampered.

“You performed… admirably. Shall we debrief over tea?”

If you request more physical affection, he obliges, stroking your hair or resting a hand on your thigh.

If you kiss him the morning after? That’s rare. He freezes—and then leans in like he’s silently asking for more.

꩜ .ᐟ

[thediaryofaurora]

ticci toby nsfw headcanons 😭🤲 can’t express how much i love your hc’s bro its so good 🥹💗 pls keep cooking

☆Ticci Toby Relationship HCs☆

CW: NSFW, f!reader

THANK YOU SO MUCH! This ask single-handedly brought me out of my writing slump. I went ahead and added SFW dating HCs as well, a little bonus 🙌 Also I’m in a leg brace from soccer so I’m stuck in bed.

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★SFW★

- This guy has got a LOT on his mental plate, be prepared for that.

- He is 100% a friends to lovers type of guy. He’s not easily trusting, so that relationship really has to be built up.

- When he does have a crush on someone he beats himself up about it because he feels so stupid for thinking you’d ever like him back.

- Moving onto actually dating him, he is so so so insecure. Lots of reassurance is needed, but if you’re able to get through to him he eventually realizes you actually like him.

- Crazy touch starved. In the first few months of dating he’s super unsure of if he can kiss you or even put his arm around you, he’s HORRIFIED of crossing any boundaries and you leaving. You’ll probably have to make the first move.

- He most likely won’t be the one to ask you out. If you’ve known eachother for a while and he’s feeling a little confident there’s a possibility, but in his mind he’d rather stay friends and get to see you rather than get rejected and you not talk to him anymore.

- LOVES going on dates with you, but he’s a ball of anxiety. It should be easy to cool him down and let him know you’re enjoying it, he’s just so worried about if you’re happy or not.

- Usually thinks going on walks or sitting on a curb together is like the perfect date, ESPECIALLY in the fall. He keeps an old camera on him that he got from Brian so he can make little home videos and capture the moments you spend together.

- Picks up cool leaves, glass shards, or other things left in the forest and makes sure to show you.

- He’s actually not an awful cook. He’s a fast learner in pretty much every aspect and he already knows the basics. His mom taught him when he was young how to make some baseline German dishes, and this man can WHIP that shit up.

- Once you two are to the point in your relationship where you can cuddle, he is ALL OVER YOU. Especially when it’s raining/ thundering out and you two can lay in bed together. Since he overheats easily due to his CIPA, in the colder seasons you’ll have to leave the window open so he can stay cool.

- After seeing how his dad treated his mom, he has a pretty good grasp on how to treat a partner. At times he can fly off the handle, especially with his bipolar disorder, but afterwards he breaks down and apologizes. If at any point you even SEEM like you don’t like him anymore he gets defensive, it makes him very standoffish or snappy.

- Won’t shut up about you after you start dating. Not in a rambling way, but he finds a way to bring you up in every conversation. He doesn’t meant to, but how could he go without telling someone you’d like the flower he just walked by?

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✩NSFW✩

- VIRRRRGINNNNNNNN.

- I mean VIRGIN virgin, like this guy has had NO activity. No first kiss either. All the knowledge he has is from porn, so he’s completely clueless. If you’re both inexperienced you’ll just have to persevere.

- He’s the kind of person to get turned on looking at a picture of you fully clothed, he’s just so in love with you.

- Before you two start dating he’s 100% taking candid pictures of you or finding your instagram posts and jacking off to them.

- Massive bottom. He puts out a front for a WHILE before you’ll be able to realize he’s not a top, he doesn’t want to look like a sissy. If you suggest being on top he’s BLOWN AWAY. Acts like he’s just doing whatever you want, but afterwards you definitely realize he’s been waiting for it.

- Sensitive as hell. He’s a loud one, but again he doesn’t want to look weak or not masculine enough. He tries to hold his moans and whimpers back and grunt instead, but if you do it just right he’s a whimpering, whining, PANTING, mess. Kiss his neck? He’s rock hard. Even if you’re just giving him a hickey he’s whimpering and bucking his hips into you.

- Tits man 100%. Doesn’t matter what size, the fact that they’re there is enough. When you’re on top of him he prefers for you to face him so he can watch them bounce. When he’s on top he’s usually in missionary so he can still see them.

- Hair pulling kink, specifically his. He can’t feel the pain, but the yank drives him CRAZY.

- Big on oral. Giving or receiving, he doesn’t care. If he’s giving he prefers for you to sit on his face, but he’d never admit that.

- His favorite place to do it is tight spaces. Closets, cars, narrow alleyways. Especially if it adds to the thrill of getting caught.

- STAMINA. He cums crazy fast, but he’s definitely able to make up for it with how many rounds he can go. Even if he came a few minutes ago, it’s already up and ready to go again.

- Likes to have music playing in the back while you do it. He probably already made a playlist the second you started dating, but if you ever want to choose the music he doesn’t mind.

- At first he’s self conscious about his abilities, but after some time and seeing how good you feel he’s a cocky motherfucker. Slyly grinning and looking at you all worn out after a few rounds boosts his ego to the moon.

- Dim lighting all the way. He wants to be able to see you, but he feels too exposed when it’s too bright.

- Not completely opposed to a threesome, it depends on who it is. He’s more protective than possessive, so if he trusts the person enough he’d be okay with it. If it had to be anyone in the mansion it would probably be Cody or Liu, but he’d make sure you’re okay with it.

- Rabid horny teenager.

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[citruswriter]

Creepypasta Masterlist

Characters I Write For

Slenderman 💛/🩷

Splendorman 💛

Trenderman 💛/🩷

Sexual Offenderman 💛/🩷

Zalgo 💛/🩷

Tim/Masky 💛/🩷

Brian/Hoodie 💛/🩷

Ticci Toby 💛/🩷

Rodrigo/Cat Hunter 💛/🩷

Kate the Chaser 💚/🩷

Liam/X-Virus 💛/🩷

Eyeless Jack 💛/🩷

Ben Drowned 💛/🩷

Dark Link 💛/🩷

Glitchy Red 💛/🩷

Strangled Red 💛/🩷

Herobrine 💛/🩷

Homicidal Liu/Sully 💛/🩷

Jeff the Killer 💛/🩷

Jane the Killer 💚

Nina the Killer 💚/🩷

Laughing Jack 💛/🩷

Laughing Jill 💚/🩷

Candypop 💛/🩷

Jason the Toymaker 💛/🩷

Nathan the Nobody 💛/🩷

Johnathan/The Puppeteer 💛/🩷

Helen/Bloody Painter 💛/🩷

Dina/Judge Angels 💚/🩷

Natalie/Clockwork 💚

Kagekao 💛/🩷

Hobo Heart 💛

Sally Williams 🧡

Minkie Pie 🧡/🩷

Blinkie Pie 💚/🩷

Blinkie Pie 💚/🩷

Pinkie Pie 💚/🩷

Derpy Hooves 💚/🩷

Apple Bloom 🧡/🩷

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Splendorman

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Trenderman

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Offenderman

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Zalgo

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Tim/Masky

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Brian/Hoodie

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Ticci Toby

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Rodrigo/Cat Hunter

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Kate the Chaser

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Liam/X-Virus

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Eyeless Jack

Mirror Mirror On The Wall 💛

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Ben Drowned

Cybersex 💛

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Dark Link

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Glitchy Red

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Strangled Red

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Herobrine

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Homicidal Liu/Sully

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Jeff the Killer

Turning The Water Red 💛

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Jane the Killer

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Nina the Killer

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Laughing Jack

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Laughing Jill

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Candypop

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Jason the Toymaker

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Nathan the Nobody

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Johnathan/The Puppeteer

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Helen/Bloody Painter

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Dina/Judge Angels

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Natalie/Clockwork

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Kagekao

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Hobo Heart

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Sally Williams

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Minkie Pie

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Inkie Pie

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Blinkie Pie

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Pinkie Pie

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Derpy Hooves

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Apple Bloom

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Polyamorous Fics

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Note: Will only do lesbian fics for Jane the Killer.

[520-elic]

Hear ye, hear ye. People, please send your sluttiest, filthiest, or depressing asks for the creepypastas. I'm trying to write more, and I have no ideas at the moment. It can also be asks for headcanons.

.. I'm looking at you, Toby Rogers..

[whothefuckisseph]

The Only Exception- JTK x Fem!Reader Oneshot~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

NO MINORS ALLOWED🔊🔊🔊

Tw: Sex, Mention of murdering, Jeff is weirdly soft in this one probably because of the topic, Porn with no plot, Sorry it’s a short one bae

“You know it’s not my fault, right? You know that I still love you?”

His knife in one hand, the other in his pocket. Standing at the edge of my bed where I sit just a few inches away from him.

“I know, and I know,” I say

Jeff has always struggled to control the urge to kill. I am no exception to these urges, and I accept that. This man that I chose to love, despite all his flaws, now stands over me with his knife and tells me he can’t control it anymore. That he needs to kill me. He dares ask for my permission while he reassures he still loves me and I give it to him, I give him permission. I give him permission with open arms because I chose to love him, and I do.

“I’ll make it quick, I swear” he tells me. I do believe him, I believe he would at least make it quick and loving.

“Will you make love to me before I go?” I ask him with puppy dog eyes and everything I’ve got.

He sets the knife down and bends down to kiss me, now forcing me to lie down. Just before my back hit the bed he takes off my shirt and kisses my neck, down to my chest, and stops right between my breasts. He looks up at me with lust in his eyes and unclips my bra. Gently, he feels them and plays with my nipples and I sigh pleasurably. Still holding onto my tits, he continues kissing down my stomach until he reaches the hem of my shorts. Removing his hands from my tits, he sits up to remove my shorts and my panties at once. He stares for just a moment, marveling at my nakedness.

“You’re beautiful” He tells me.

“What about you?” I ask, gesturing to his clothes. He still has all his clothes on, unfair. I have never known Jeff to be fair, but I think he felt bad this time considering what was to come after this. So he complies and undresses himself.

Slowly, he takes both his hands and slides them down both inner sides of my thigh, opening me up for him. “mmm” slips from his mouth quietly. Looking at me straight in my eyes, he leans down and latches his lips to my clit, licking and sucking in all the ways he knew I loved.

“Ah~ fuck~ o-oh” I turn to a moaning mess. Jeff knew how to eat pussy, especially mine.

Pushing two fingers inside me, Jeff moans lowly as he enjoys his meal, continuing to suck at my clit and rub that perfect little spot inside me.

And then, I cum. Amazingly.

Jeff removes his fingers and licks them clean. Without warning, he shoves his dick into me. Pinning my hands above my head by my wrists with one hand and lifting my left thigh up with his other to get a better angle inside me. He’s merciless with his pace, pushing in and out hard and fast.

“Fuck, (y/n).” Jeff moans low, breathing heavily as he continues to fuck me. “You feel so good”

Jeff lets go of my wrists and wraps his hand into my hair, tugging on it. I wrap my arms around him and hold him close, knowing this is the last time and really savoring this moment.

The squelching and wet sounds of our skin fill the room almost drowned out by the even louder moaning of the both of us.

I feel myself reaching the end, the familiar turning of my stomach and pulsing of my pussy let me and Jeff know that I am close to my orgasm. Jeff speeds up and moves his hand from my left thigh to rub my clit with his thumb. Soon, without warning, I cum. Even harder than before. Moaning out Jeff’s name and strings of swearing. Jeff follows suit and pulls out, cumming on my stomach and swearing about how good I felt.

We lay together intertwined and sweaty, just holding each other and prolonging my death.

Finally, Jeff takes his knife and holds it to my throat, staring deep into my eyes with an unsteady breathing pattern. Both my hands hold onto his wrist and I close my eyes, ready for him to take me. I love this man so much that I’d do anything, that I’d let him take me as another victim if it meant that much to him. Just as I prepared myself for the pain of gushing blood, he shakily sighs and the knife falls flat to the bed and his head lands on my chest. Both my hands let go and fall idle on both sides of my head. I stare down. Is he crying? I’m confused, but nonetheless I hold him.

“I can’t” he whispers.

“Can’t… can’t do it? Why not?” I ask.

“Fuck” he says, a little louder than he was before, moving to my side.

We lay next to each other in silence.

“(Y/n)”

I turn to look at him.

“I love you too much, more than I thought was possible. I can’t do it. I don’t like the idea of you not being by my side, the idea of you being gone permanently.” he says this to me, in an exasperated whisper once again.

“So what now?” I ask him, hoping for the answer I already have assumed in my head.

“Stay with me, just stay.” he says.

And I know what he means. We both know what he means. So I stay, I stay with him. Because I love this man so much, that I’d do anything, that I’d stay with him.

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A/n: OMGGGGGG This was my first like smut fic everrrr, please let me know how I did/any critiques!!! I’m lowkey proud of myself for this one though.

LOVE YOU ALL drink water, and of course as always, do your fucking homework

[bunnylove369]

Yeah so hear me out

eyeless Jack with reader whos un her first time doing ykyk

feel free to ignore this if u dont want to write this!

This is actually a great idea!! Thank you so much!

𝚆����𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚎𝚝𝚌..

⚠️𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 DNI⚠️

𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚡 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗/𝙸𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

At first Jack was very cautious to not take it too far with you. Mostly just kissing and maybe some slight touching, etc..

He was SUPER scared of even moving his hands because he didn’t want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.

But one night he found you asleep in those cute little pink panties (that are secretly his favorite thing to jerk off to) And he just couldn’t resist the thought of you any longer..

He just had to have you then and there, no matter what unfolded after.

So he quietly slid under the covers with you, and your body immediately scooted back into him, seeking warmth.

And as soon as your ass brushed his already aching cock, he couldn’t suppress any longer.

So he slid his cold hands up and down your body, appreciating the way goosebumps erupted all over your body in response to his actions.

He quickly, yet quietly moved your pink thong to the side as his fingers slowly explored the area of your pussy.

You awoke slowly to the feeling of being full, finding Jack behind you, pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy oh so slowly, leaving you to squirm and moan his name softly.

He let out a low growl at the sounds of your pussy squelching and your moans.

“Please Jack, I need you” you would whimper your pleas softly as he pumped his fingers faster and harder, trying to chase your release.

You moaned as you came undone around his fingers, your body slightly shaking and quivering from the amazing orgasm you just experienced.

“Turn over, on all fours” he growled softly in your ear as you obeyed, following his orders as you got up and positioned yourself on your hands and knees in front of him.

He got up and asked you quickly “are you sure you want to do this? Once I start I won’t be able to stop.” He said, his voice laced with need, but he would always put your wants and needs above his own.

“Yes” you said, nervous as he unzipped his pants and you saw the size of his cock as it sprang out and slapped against his abdomen.

You would cry out as he started to insert his cock inside your tight hole, the pain and pleasure mixing to make a cacophony of sensitivity.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Relax baby I’ve got you” he said, bending down to kiss a line up your back, reaching your neck as he begins to slowly pump his cock in and out, creating shockwaves of pleasure that spread all throughout your body, reaching your head.

“ ‘M feels s’good Jack” you blubbered out, as your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he began to pound you into the mattress, your upper body giving out, leaving your ass high in the air.

“Yeah? Feels good?” He asked, showing his canines as he smiled down at you, rolling his head back and letting the moans/growls flow from his mouth like a mantra made just for you.

“ ‘m s’close!” You cried out, feeling your high nearing as Jack speed up to an inhuman pace as the headboard started banging against the wall of your shared bedroom.

You soon cried out as your climax washed over you and your body squeezed around Jack’s cock, as he was soon to follow after you in your shared pleasure.

He pulled out, but paused as a panicked look washed over his face at the sudden sight of blood that coated his cock and was all over the sheets below you.

“Oh baby, you should’ve told me if you were in pain.” He exclaimed, worry written all over his face.

You turned around and kissed him lovingly on the lips as you added “I’m alright love. Felt so good.”

And with that you both laid down, cuddled up next to each other to spend the rest of the night in each other’s warm embrace.

[milkycarnations]

Lecher Bitch | Jane/Reader/Natalie | 1k words

Divider can be found here. Just a short and sweet drabble about a dream I had. It isn't much, but I think the quality is adequate and I'm willing to expand on the mindfuckery aspect in the furture.

one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: lesbians with a daddy kink, threesome, hairpulling, dirty talk, mirror sex, Quebecois.

I should make it very clear that I do not speak Canadian French. I simply copy and pasted the phrase Natalie says. According to Wikipedia, it roughly translates to "Jesus christ, there is no way you can be this stupid" - or something like that.

Your breath hitched as Natalie thrust into you. You were dizzy, sandwiched between two hot women, and rutting dumbly. A whine fell past your lips as Nat's hips pushed into yours, a domino effect that sent Jane's bumping against the bathroom counter. Nat mumbled something illegible in French, her pronunciation raspy and slurred.

Vanity overcame you. In the mirror, two extra sets of eyes stared back: Natalie's sharp and green, Jane's honeyed, round, and accentuated by the sharp black winged liner she had painted on her lids. She was a total bombshell, despite her scars - a complete one-eighty from the tall and lean woman pounding into you.

A snap of her hips drew you from your thoughts, drawing a whine from you.

"Are you even listening to me?" Natalie snapped, her blue strap filling you completely.

You weren't.

You hummed in acknowledgement, lids growing heavy as you watched Jane's breasts bounce from the motion of her grinding into your hand. You reached up, tugging her tank top beneath her tits with one hand. Her nipples were hard - a light nude shade. She pulled your arms around her tighter, giving her more leverage over your fingers as she rocked back and forth.

"Esti de câlice de tabarnak, c'est pas possible comment que t'es cave!"

Natalie's fingers carded through your hair, pulling your head back and forcing you to look into her eyes. Just hers.

"Are you listening now?"

Nodding, you agreed. You were listening, but you didn't promise to listen good. The weight of Jane's hips stuttering, her thick scarred thighs brushing past your hands made the bathroom feel humid. Nat rolled her eyes.

"God, you cum-brained idiot. Can you use your mouth, at least?" she spat, her eyes filled with faux disgust. Her free hand reached out to push a thumb into your mouth, pressing down on the wetness of your tongue. It hardly put a dent in her pace. With a moan, your tongue lolled out, sticking past your bitten lips.

"Good. Now give Jane a kiss like she asked for."

Her hands pushed you forward until your lips met Jane's neck. She kept one grasping at your hair, the other pressing just above your ass as she steadied you. Even in your haze, you wasted no time in pressing wet, hot kisses against Jane, feeling her shiver under the touch. A deep groan bubbled from her chest, echoing slightly in the poorly decorated bathroom.

"Augh! Fuck-"

From in front of you, Jane panted under your touch. You caught each other's eyes in the mirror, her teeth sinking into the matte black lipstick she'd flawlessly applied. The makeup hardly budged. Shakily, her hands returned to the edge of the counter as you sucked at the crook of her neck.

"I'm gonna cum fast," she said, rhythmically grinding her hips forward as you rubbed at her swollen clit. A grunt came from behind you. Natalie glared at you through the mirror, her gaze peeking over your shoulder threateningly.

You tried not to focus. Tried not to hyper fixate on the rhythm and pressure. Once more, your eyes squeezed shut as you busied yourself with giving Jane love bites. When Nat's hips nestled the tip of her cock against your cervix, you mimicked it against the swell of Jane's ass. If you fucked this up, both of them might kill you.

Jane's whines hitched and rose, turning into deep, breathy moans as she drew closer. You grasped onto her like a starved man. She sputtered.

"I'm cumming!" a barrage of noise following as she dripped over your fingers. You didn't dare stop - not until she begged you to. "Fuck, yes!" she gasped.

Eventually, Nat tugged at your hair again and your fingers left Jane. Her cock pulled out, leaving you feeling void and empty at the loss. Natalie wasted no time pushing you down to kneel on the tile floor.

In a split second, Jane was on top of the counter, her hips spilling off the edge. Your hands reached out, gripping at her plush thighs and supporting her on your chest and shoulders as you lapped at her cunt.

"Unnnngh..." was the most you could manage - drawn out and stupid. Natalie laughed as she got on her knees, situating herself right behind you. To your surprise, she pushed in. The position was cramped and didn't offer much room for movement, but it was just enough to rock her strap into you - massaging against your cervix.

Gasping, you tasted Jane on your tongue, falling further against herself. Dear lord, you were going to die here.

Your actions were frantic, and your eyes rolled back as you sucked and licked, occasionally pulling away to blow cool air against her cunt.

"Yeah... Keep using that tongue for daddy," Nat panted.

The misnomer did horrible things to you, making your pussy twitch around her strap. You moaned into Jane, the vibrations sending pleasure through her. Using a pointed tongue, you switch-backed your way to her clit, swirling around it.

"Shit, you like that, huh? Fucking hell." Natalie cackled, noting how you seemed to work harder; grow more desperate

Jane's head was thrown back, gravity pulling her hair down towards the countertop. She braced against the wall and the mirror.

"Don't even think of stopping or I'll beat your ass raw." The threats continued, pouring from the woman behind you as she thrusted. You wouldn't dream of stopping. "Keep taking my cock like a good little slut. I'm not stopping until you cum around me."

She pushed your face even further into Jane, muffling your moans. You were close, but the only way the girls could know is through your sounds. You didn't hold back, crying out into her pussy as Nat drove you over the edge.

"That's right. Oh, good girl!" she cooed mockingly, "Cum all over your daddy's cock. Know what you're good for baby."

You squirmed, your body flailing out around you in sheer pleasure as the orgasm came in waves. Fingernail indents spotted Jane's thighs. Nat kept fucking you for a few moments after, only stopping because she knew you wouldn't prevent her from smothering your face into her girlfriend's cunt.

She pulled you back, your face soaked and glistening in the light.

"C'mon, you still got a lotta work to do." leaning over, she licked your lips. "Jane's still gotta cum again, remember?"

[spideyhexx]

12 am thoughts with kit;

more! nsfw! this feels aligned with some past thoughts of fwb academic rivalry coryo...

Coryo straightens out the sleeve of his uniform jacket while you're pulling him around the corner, "Can this wait? I'm gonna be late for class and you know I-"

Your hand presses to his chest with more firmness than he's expecting. With a bit of a push, his back is to the wall in the curved corner, half secluded from the main hallway. You would have to get close to see and most students, if not all, would be in class by this time.

Coriolanus grabs your elbows before you can move, "What do you want?"

"Nothing," you jut your bottom lip slightly at his skeptical expression and wriggle your arms from his grasp.

"Nothing. How many times has it been nothing? Coriolanus it's nothing, you take my pen. Coriolanus it's nothing, beg for me to walk home with you, Coriolanus-"

You place your palm directly over the front of his pants, with enough pressure to get him to shut up. He flushes, mouth parting to speak, but nothing comes out. Coryo glances down, your manicured, perfect hand grasping at him through his pants, making a slight movement. A threat to palm him.

You chew on your bottom lip, waiting for his eyes to find yours again. Once they do, you quickly peck his lips and Coryo's eyes flutter shut.

"Now?" He asks, opening his eyes to quickly glance around. And when he leans too much away to look, you squeeze him through his pants, a gentle one, that gets his breath all shuddery how you like it.

You nod, "it'll be quick."

His jaw sets and he unclips the skirt part of the uniform, "I don't know whether to be insulted by that or relieved," he mumbles, watching you happily find the button and zipper of his pants, undoing it.

"Both, you finish so fast, that is why I said it," you chide at him and move to your knees. Coryo rolls his eyes, leaning his head back on the wall, his hand instinctively on your head before his dick is even out.

It's all clockwork for the two of you.

"Thank you," he snarks, as you push his pants down just enough to put your hand down his boxers and pull him out. Your eyes look up to him, gathering saliva in your mouth then dribbling the spit onto his hardening cock, using your hand to rub it all in.

Coriolanus is not looking at you, head still tilted back on the wall. He is distraught that if he looked at you while you spit on him, he would have to find a way to clean the shoulder of your uniform before the two of you go to class.

Your tongue laps at his tip, and his hand tightens on your head. The slow stroke of your hand, as your tongue swirls his tip, is the exact reason he hates you. You told him you had never done this before him and he is convinced you lied. Because right from the first time you had him in your mouth, you were perfect. Suckling his tip and messing it with your spit, all to get him fully hard. It wasn't the main show. He hated it.

Even here, in a secluded corner of the Academy, you did not seem to mind getting his cock all wet, and he has to bite down hard on his cheek.

"I thought I told you we should stay away from doing this stuff here," he whispers at you, finally taking the chance and looking down at you. You don't respond to him because you're too busy wrapping your lips around him and sucking, slowly taking a little more of him.

You keep your hand wrapped around the base of him, eyes up on him, the pretty blue eyes that look brighter from this angle. He can't help the soft sighs that leave his mouth, but he tries to even stop those, focusing his energy on holding your head.

When you hum against him, he nearly explodes in your mouth, his head going back again and a strained hum leaving his mouth.

If you could smile right now you would. You push on, licking your tongue on the underside of his length as you pull your lips off of him, stroking your hand over him. A quick couple of pumps before you get your mouth back on him, bobbing your head faster.

"Ah..oh...shit," he mutters, his hand moving to the back of your head. Coryo lightly presses on your head to get his cock deeper in your mouth and his hesitancy surprises you. You roll your eyes over it and move forward to take all his cock into your mouth, a shaky moan leaving his lips, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, do you want me to cum down your throat?"

You pinch his thigh.

He hisses at it, "I know, I know, quiet, yeah," he says, breathless and moving your head back a little for you. You know he can't hold back much longer, so you keep your quicker pace for a few seconds, feeling his thigh tense under your hand. Then, you purposely slow till you get to his tip, and suck on it harsher than before. Coryo lets out a whimper breath and bucks his hips forward, spilling into your mouth and watching you take it all, swallowing every single drop.

He pants, letting go of your head and watching you pull back, licking over your lips and at his tip again to clean off any drops, then tuck him back in his boxers. "Huh, how'd you... never mind." Coriolanus thinks questioning how you swallowed all of him without making any sort of mess will just make him hard again.

He gets himself back to decency as you stand up, wiping at your mouth and straightening your own uniform.

Coriolanus is about to say something when you tap his arm, peck his lips, and give him a smile, "See you later, Snow," and you turn on your heel to leave.

[mercyk1ll3r]

HIIIII i saw you requests are opennn and i wanna know if you write for clockwork or like any female pastas x female reader cause im fiening for some girl x girl fanfics 😭🙏

-🫁

i hope you have a good day ty for reading this 😖❤️

how clockwork eats your pussy ༉‧₊˚. nsfw drabble.

you desperately clench your flushed thighs around her head, writhing against her tongue. "loosen up bitch, i know you love this so why are you making it so difficult?"

all you can do is whine in response, you really do love this, but the sting of the overstimulation was getting to you after being forced into orgasm after orgasm after pissing your usually sweet and caring girlfriend off.

she forced your thighs open easily and you can't help but gasp, looking down at her toned shoulder and back muscles. she brings one hand down to continue sloppily fingering you and assaulting your g spot, while still ravenously lapping at your poor cunt.

the whole thing is just so messy, your thighs, ass and bed all covered in a mix of her saliva and your slick. not to mention the total mess you had made of her face, so flushed with sweat sticking her hair to her face.

"come on, the least you can do it give my one more. i know your getting close." she drew the last word out while smirking at you from the space between your thighs, gently resting her head against your thigh granting you momentary relief. her iron grip still keeping your thighs firmly open while she spoke.

"i-i uhm yeah-.. yeah" you could barely even speak at this point, thighs gently shaking and hands petting and running through her hair lovingly.

when she continues it's an even more brutal pace then before, having you desperately crying out, tears welling in your eyes. two fingers returning inside of you while she licks and sucks at your clit.

disgustingly lewd sounds echoing off the walls, your cries of pleasure and the squelching of your cunt, so impossibly wet.

finally you feel it, that familiar feeling that you've already felt so many times tonight. this time you can't help your thighs from trapping her face in your cunt, your whole body tingles and the euphoric warmth floods your body.

you cry out almost sounding like your in pain as you cum all over her face again, thighs shaking and hands desperately looking for anything to grab onto.

when she finally pulls away seemingly satisfied for tonight, then placing loving kisses all over your inner thighs, sucking gentle hickeys. she rises and sits next to you on the bed, petting you hair and leaning down to plant soft kisses on your lips and neck. "i'm proud of you baby, you did so well for me tonight." she can't help but stare at you in adoration through lidded eyes.

you softly slip into sleep totally exhausted soon after, being held by your once again sweet and caring girlfriend.

a/n; sorry if this totally sucks im half alseep rn LOL but i hope you enjoyed and tysm for the request! i love masc muscular clockwork she's so fucking yummy.

[vivicas-dollhouse]

Lovers end

Calling for the other; searching for her lover

Genre: fluffy smut

Characters: clockwork/natalie ouellette, fem!reader

Desc: Natalie has never felt safe in her life. Shes never been at peace or able to truely feel comfortable enough to love.. until she met her perfect little housewife

CWs: housewife fetish (if you had no idea that existed.. now you know.), degrading, dryhumping, kinda fluffy but in the porn way, reader is refered to as housewife, good little housewife, slut, whore, good girl (i tried to avoid that bc ik not everyone likes it), a tad of dumbification, blood mention, reader is quite literally a housewife and thats the main thing ab the fic cause i. I discovered some things.

Enjoy!!

Natalie wasnt the romantic type.. until she met you.

She had always closed herself off, her line of work required it. So why did she find herself locked on you? Her mind went hazey around you, your voice was more of a lullaby than rain sounds. The way your clothes constantly hugged your curves drove her up a wall. She longed for you brushing out and braiding her hair every night, how you made sure she was well fed and the house was clean. You were like her perfect little housewife, something the relished in. She could always come home to you in a little dress cooking dinner, just for her.

She trudged through the snowy forest, dragging her bag of weapons behind her with an irritated grimace. Every step felt like hell on her ice caked boots, she had walked too far since the forests edge, and even though it was the same length every day, she didnt have to chase down a high school athlete every day. Her breath clouded in front of her, and she pulled her mask tighter over her raw dripping nose.

The crunching of the snow paused as she caught her breath, she was so damn close to the cabin, but every step was agony. She could see the smoke from the chimney in the distance, she could practically hear your voice chirping out a greeting as she opened the door.. just one step after the next, every tick in her skull was one more step.

•••

Natalie hooked her bag on the porch pole, panting with exhaustion. She was finally home, the heat radiating from the house gently began to thaw her top layer as she stomped off the snow. She opened the door, sighing as the scent from the food you were cooking hit her nose.

“Hi Natty!!” You exclaimed, watching her undo her thick jacket in the entryway.

“Hey sweetheart,” she smiled, shaking the ice from her hair. You looked divine, an apron wrapped in front of a plain pink gingham dress. Her heart skipped a beat as she scanned over your body, still removing layers of clothing. “Whatcha cooking?”

“Just some breaded chicken breasts with mashed potatoes, i started your water for the shower so it should be nice and warm by now. I left advil on your nightstand too.” You smiled, turning back to your food.

Natalie smiled, stripping to her tank top and briefs. “Thank you angel, ill be back after i shower. I love you so much, you know that?” She said, walking to hug you from behind. You leaned your head on hers as she nestled into the crook of your neck.

“I know hun, thats why i take care of you,” you said, blushing softly as she kissed your neck.

“Thats my girl,” she praised, unhooking from you and slapping your ass as she left for the shower. You perked up, watching her leave for the bathroom. You rolled your eyes, used to her antics, and went back to the homemade potatoes.

Natalie stepped into the steaming bathroom, removing her shirt and bra. She didn't know exactly why, but she couldn't shake the sight of you cooking in that dress from her mind. The pink looked so good on you, and she had bought you that dress.

She stepped into the shower, groaning in relief as the water warmed her icy skin. You looked so good.. so damn good.. she wanted to treat her little housewife tonight, as stress relief. She knew you wouldn't mind, she had seen your face get all flushed when she used you as stress relief before. You loved it, you loved her. You were such a good girl for her, doing anything she wanted.

As she quickly washed the blood from her body, she formed a plan.

•••

“Hey baby,” she said, once again wrapping her arms around you.

You leaned into her touch, letting her nip at your neck once again. She sucked at the skin lightly, just enough to make you giggle. “Did you miss me that bad?”

She hummed into your neck, slowly sliding her hands down your thighs. You stopped cooking, freezing up as she played with the hem of your dress.

“What are you-”

“Shhh, youll love this. Just keep cooking, its my treat for being my cute little housewife.” She said, slowly running her hands up your thighs. You complied, shakily stirring the potatoes. She slowly traced circles on your inner thighs, signaling for you to spread them. You stepped wider, feeling her hand slide up further.

“Thats it, thats my girl,” she praised, moving her hands back to the outsides, sliding up your outer thighs. You whimpered slightly, a flutter in the pit of your stomach. She so rarely wasnt too tired to do anything but watch you touch yourself, this was a gift. Her touch was gentle, caressing over your legs like it was precious, like she could break you. She was your drug, her hands wandering up to your waist and your back.

You felt her flip the back of your dress up, with natalie making a small noise of approval. Your face reddened upon recalling the panties you had put on this morning after natalie had left; a pink pair with black lace on the hems.

“Look at that,” she groaned, squeezing your ass before slapping it. “Arent you a cute little girl?”

“Oh my god,” you muttered, staring straight ahead.

“What? You're embarrassed?” She asked, once again sliding her hand between your legs as you nodded. “Oh baby, dont be, you wont be taking them off for what we are doing. Your so pretty in them after all, you match that cute little dress of yours. Just be my good little wife and keep cooking, can you do that for me?” She whispered into your neck, biting down gently.

“Y-yeah, i can,” you said, grabbing for a plate. “It's nearly done though, i timed it so youd be able to eat right as you came home,”

“It needs to cool though, dont you think?” She asked, pulling your panties to the side. You squeaked in response, biting your lip to stay quiet. She traced her finger over your chubby pussy lips, just light enough to feel.

“Yeah, yeah.. it.. shit-” you whimpered, bracing your hands on the counters edge.

“Whats wrong baby?” She smirked, parting the folds ever so slightly to trace over the bud of your clit. “Is something wrong?”

“N-no dear, its… its so good..” you choked out, reaching for the tongs to take the chicken from the heat.

“My perfect little wife.. cooking for me.. cleaning for me.. being such an amazing girl for me.. so perfect.” She sighed, stroking over your wetness before pulling her hand away. You whined, missing her touch already. “Tell you what, just put those on plates and while they cool, ill be waiting on the couch for you. I wanna treat you and show you how good of a wife youve been to me.” She smiled before pulling away completely.

Her hands had left a warm spot over your soaked panties, a further incentive to plate the food quickly. You trembled slightly, pulling the food from the stove with shaky hands and fluttering stomach. She had a way of getting to you, teasing you to your breaking point until you were so desperate you cried, and you knew this would be no different. You covered the plates with paper towels, taking care to not let it touch the wetter foods and removed your apron. You hurried over to the couch, turning the corner to see Natalie fully clothed on the couch.

“Cmere princess, sit on my thigh facing me,” she instructed, a smirk on her face as she leaned back into the cushions and patted her thick thigh. You obeyed, straddling her leg while your dress fanned out over her lap.

“What.. whats up?” You stammered, tucking a hair out of your face. She quickly pulled you into her by your waist, locking lips with you. You kissed back, her plush lips easing into yours as your eyes fluttered shut. She smelt of the earth, the pine scent on her clothes penetrating through her skin as you breathed her in. The warm air from the stove enhanced the warmth in your chest, your hearts pulse flowing through your blood. She was perfect, her lips parting into a smile as she kissed you passionately, your breath hitching as she slid her hands to your dresses zipper. You gasped as she slid it down, quickly helping her pull it from your torso. The garment fell from your chest as your lips separated, a dazed smile on your face.

“Shit, you look perfect,” she said, lifting the dress over your head. You looked away shyly, face redder than it had been all day. She grabbed your chin, guiding your gaze to her. “Keep looking at me, ok?”

“Yeah,” you breathed, looking into her green eye. She steadyed you by your hips, looking over your body. “What are we doing?”

She chuckled, undoing your bra. “You are gonna ride my thigh until you cum honey, put on a little show for me. But don't expect this to be easy, that foods gotta cool you know. Can you do that, my love?”

You nodded quickly as she pulled your bra from your chest. “You dont want me to take off my panties?”

“No,” she said, “your gonna cum in them and wear them all night, aren't you?”

“Yes dear,” you blushed, watching her smile. God, you loved that smile. That smile was so precious, so genuine and caring that she never showed that beautiful grin to anyone else.

“Atta girl,” she said, steadying you by your hips. “Start, but go slow. I wanna drag this out.”

You began to grind into her leg, your arms wrapped around her neck as your mouth hung open. She didnt even have to touch you, you were happy enough just rutting into her as she stared at you. You rolled your hips into her as slowly as you could, the soft fabric of your panties grazing over your clit lubed only by your own slick.

“Just a ditzy little housewife,” Natalie groaned, “Serving her partner like such a good little thing,”

“Just for you babe,” you whispered, smiling gently.

“My stupid little wife, only good for serving me, aren't you?”

You nodded, pressing your hips into her a bit harder. She stroked your cheek with her thumb, and you leaned into her touch.

“Do you like being my wife? My good little housewife who sits on my lap and is so needy and desperate for me?” She teased, trailing her hand to your inner thigh but stopping short of your cunt.

“Y-yeah,” you mumble, pushing yourself into her harder. “Im just your dumb little slut of a housewife,”

Natalies eyes darkened as she moaned, gripping your hip harder. “Thats damn right, thats all you need to be. My perfect little wife.”

You gasped as you desperately rutted into her as slowly as you could manage. You stared deeply into her eye, watching her gaze possessively at you. She looked so focused, watching over your figure tremble as you slowly ground into her with a sort of gentle dominance that you hadnt seen in a fair bit.

“Can i go faster,” you said, running your fingers through her hair.

“Maybe if you beg for it,” she smirked, tightening her grip on your hip bone as if she was trying to anchor her to you.

You huffed softly, giving into her demands. “Please nat, please ive been so good all day, i cooked and cleaned, ive been such a good girl haven't i?”

She laughed softly, her grip loosing with red indentions where her finger tips had been. “You have, you really have.. go ahead, but not too fast,”

You exhaled loudly, pushing into her harder as she watched you whimper. “Thank you,” you moaned, pushing your clit into her leg needily.

“Oh god, look at you, your practically drooling,” she sighed, gripping your chin again. “Dumb slut,”

“Yes, yes, i am, im so- so fucking dumb.. and needy.. shit-” you babbled, digging your nails into her.

“Too fast my love,” she said, steadying you by your hips. You cried out, silently begging as she held you still. “Dont want you finishing before the food cools, now do we?”

“No,” you whispered, slowly rolling your hips into her as her grip went loose.

“Youd better learn to control yourself before you cum all over yourself and have to try again to teach you some obedience,” she growled.

You cried out, watching her stoney face melt into a more gentle expression. “Ill be good,” you mumbled, keeping your pace slow.

“Atta girl,” natalie smiled, leaning into your neck. She began to kiss and suck at it, holding you steady by your hips. “Gotta mark you as mine,”

“Im yours,” you whispered, moaning as she nipped at your collarbone.

“Damn right you are,” she said, sliding her hands to your breasts and grazing your nipples with her thumbs. You gasped, rutting into her harder as she touched you.

“Faster, more,” you begged, grabbing at the collar of her tank top.

“How about this, ill get a bullet vibe and you can hump it on my leg, does that sound ok?”

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“Ok, go,” Natalie said, clicking the bullet on. You gasped at the vibration, grinding your clit into it quickly. You were so needy, so desperate to cum, it was driving you insane. The longer the bullet hummed away, the hotter the house got. You needed this, you craved this like oxygen, putting on a show was all you couldve wanted.

“Cmon, keep doing that, keep being my desperate little wife,” Natalie praised, watching you devolve on her leg. “Fucking whore,”

“Im your whore, yours- shit im yours-” you said, watching as she reached between your legs and clicked the speed up one.

“Good, so fucking dumb.. your so fucking needy. Look at you! Your all sweaty and red, your all whored out for me.”

You simply nodded, your brain going blank as you mindlessly humped her leg. She laughed at you as your mouth hung open. “Im a good whore,”

Natalie moaned, smirking as she watched you. “Yeah you are, whimpering and bouncing on my lap like a good little girl, such a stupid fucking whore,”

You laughed mindlessly, heat beginning to rise in your core.

“You love this, dont you baby?” She teased, once again holding your chin.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck yes, nghh-” you let your head roll back, gasping as Natalie raised the intensity one more level.

“Look at you, whining and moaning and grinding on my thigh and that vibrator. You're so pathetic, such a desperate whore... my pathetic little wife.”

“F-fuck natty, im so- fuck-” you babbled, a strangled laugh leaving your throat as you panted.

“You gonna cum honey? You gonna cum in your panties for me like a good girl? Just the way your supposed to huh?”

You managed to choke out a few please’s before you pushed yourself over, practically screaming with the force of it. You scrambled to click off the bullet as you came in your panties, the stimulation quickly becoming overwhelming. You collapsed into natalie, panting and glistening with sweat as she pulled you into a hug.

“Thats it, thats my girl, just breathe,” she softly said, stroking your hair. “You did so good. Was it too much?”

“N-no, not… no.. not too much,” you heaved, shakily sitting up. Natalie gently kissed your nose, holding your face in her hands.

Natalie suddenly froze, sighing. You made a soft noise of concern, watching her face melt into a weary smile.

“I think the food might be a bit too cold,”

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Title song

[rainrot4me]

HAI HAI the creeps when they’re overstimulated?? ( sexually plz 😋)

( btw ur literally the best writer on this app 🫶 I hope you have good luck 5ever)

Yes 🙏 ride them to submission anon!!!

๑ Warning: Overstimulation, implied vaginal/anal, begging, crying

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✦ . JEFF THE KILLER

Gets like this after his 5th time cumming.

Jeff lives off chaos and pleasure, but overstimulation is the one thing that shuts him up.

You’re on top of him, relentless, and he’s long since stopped talking—eyes wide, fingers clawing into your thighs as if grounding himself. His sharp grin is gone, replaced by parted lips and shuddering breaths. He can barely talk, too caught up in trying to stop himself from crying out every time your skin slaps against his.

“S-stop—fuck—God, you’re gonna kill me.”

He laughs, but it’s hoarse. Desperate. If you pause just to mess with him, he physically bucks up to chase it again. All in all, even though he can’t cry, his face is flushed and he’s biting the fuck out of his lips. You’re not looking any better when he’s clawing the shit out of your skin as it sears against his.

“Oh fuck—Oh fuck—I’m gonna- Jesus don’t stop—”

✦ . TICCI TOBY

Gets like this after his 3rd time cumming.

For how obnoxious Toby usually is—it basically triples like this.

His body stutters and jerks beneath you, a mix of involuntary hips jerks and overwhelming pleasure as he groans and whines through gritted teeth. He’s loud, so loud you have to slap your hands over his mouth and pray he doesn’t bite you. Your hand gets wet from the streams of tears from his eyes.

“I—I can’t—fuck, I can’t even feel my legs,” he pants, biting into his hoodie sleeve to muffle the sounds he’s making. His head is pounding with pressure, oblivious to the sting of it all, but he still feels the overwhelming force of your hips.

The overstimulation hits like a seizure; he’s dizzy, trembling, and drooling a little. You slow down to be nice. He grabs your hips and growls,

“Don’t you dare stop. Do-Don’t you ff-fuckin’ dare.”

✦ . EYELESS JACK

Gets like this after his 6th time cumming.

You always assumed Jack was too composed to ever come undone. Turns out he unravels to a whiny pleaser when pushed past his limit.

There’s sweat dripping down his jaw, his claws gripping your hips like a lifeline, breath coming in short, ragged bursts through ear-splitting growls and snarls. He’s torn through your clothes, your bedsheets, practically punctures holes in your mattress. Every time your ass hits the tops of his thighs, he cries out like all shrill and pitiful.

“Please—” It’s almost a whine. “Don’t—fuck—don’t make me beg.”

But he already is, with his body trembling and his hips still chasing you despite himself. His voice is rougher, cracking in ways you’ve never heard. The straight-postured, stone-faced facade is completely gone, replaced with a cum-desperate animal who just might cry if you stop now.

“Gonna cum—M’gonna cum again—Please, please, please let me-”

✦ . MASKY (TIM WRIGHT)

Gets like this after his 4th time cumming.

Tim tries to stay dominant. Stoic. But move your hips too fast and he gets mean. Barking filthy words, snarling at you to slow down. He pulls your hair, like yanking it any harder will make you stop. He feels overwhelmed, like no matter how angry he gets she can’t control you.

“No more—gah-goddammit, I said no more—”

He says that, but he doesn’t stop you, even though he definitely has the strength to. His fingers dig bruises into your skin, teeth gritted, his chest heaving like he’s been sprinting. You lean down and kiss the side of his neck and he whimpers through stone-gritted teeth—genuine, raw, and needy.

He hates that you’ve turned him into this, and he loves you for it. He doesn’t like to feel weak, doesn’t like to feel used, but he can’t figure out why he doesn’t feel like that when you’re holding him down and spending every ounce of energy he has.

“You’re such a bitch. Such a fucki—oh, God—”

✦ . HOODIE (BRIAN THOMAS)

Gets like this after his 2nd time cumming.

Brian isn’t loud about it, he won’t tell you it’s too much, but his body betrays him. His back arches. His hands tremble. His mouth hangs open while breathless gasps escape between clenched teeth. Never will you ever see this man turn his face into the sheets and try and hide the way his eyes roll until now.

You murmur, “Too much?” He grits out, “Not enough.”

He wants to hold eye contact but keeps looking away, cheeks flushed, hissing curses under his breath as he rides it out with shaking limbs and ragged breath. He won’t touch you, he can’t, he’s afraid he’ll tear into your skin and ruin the rhythm you’ve got going. He’ll just bark at you to not stop, to keep moving you hips.

There’s almost a broken way he falls apart, not violent or angry, but just completely ruining himself. He just can’t muster his limbs to move, his bones feel like jelly, his face feels numb from grimacing so much. He’ll only speak when spoken to, trying his hardest not to grab you too hard.

“Feels good, so good— Mhm— Fuck—”

✦ . KATE THE CHASER

Gets like this after her 5th time cumming.

Kate doesn’t lose control easily. She’s trained, hardened, all sharp lines and discipline. But if you grind your hips down like that any more, there’s no way she can hold on. She starts out silent—biting her lip, gripping your shoulders with white-knuckled fingers, trying to ride it out. But when the overstimulation hits her hard? She bucks, pressing her hips with searing pressure.

“Hah—shit—” she gasps, body jolting beneath you, her voice raspy and breathless. “I said that’s enough.” But her legs spread wider around you instead, and her head falls back with a broken moan.

She never begs, it’s beneath her. But she will move your body to match her speed, forcing you to comply with whatever position or tightness she wants. You’ll just have to suck it up and try to keep up.

“Don’t fight me—Uh huh, there you go—yeah—”

✦ . BEN DROWNED

Gets like this after his 4th time cumming.

Ben is cocky until he isn’t, until he physically can’t be anymore. Once he hits that peak, he’s an absolute wreck, crying like a baby, rolling his eyes so hard he can’t see your face anymore. His tears aren’t water, just static coils of textures spilling down his cheeks, hot with electricity. His whole body is buzzing like there’s insects under his skin.

Glitching under your touch—literally—he glitches out of sync, static buzzing in your ear. His voice jumps from arrogant to needy, pitchy and broken, riddled with cracked vocals like you’re hearing him speak through a broken walkie-talkie. You don’t mistake what he’s saying, though,

“I—f-fuck, baby—okay, okay! Wait! Oh my GOD—!”

He’s babbling, grabbing onto anything—your wrists, your hair, the sheets. His legs go weak and he starts to short-circuit mid moan, hiccuping through sobs and biting the skin off his lips. Every time your hips slam down, you can feel the shock running through your veins like you just accidentally touched a live wire.

“Hah—I can’t—Can’t breathe—Oh fuck, what is happen-happening—Hgnn—”

✦ . CLOCKWORK

Gets like this after her 5th time cumming.

Clockwork is loud. Very loud. She’ll try to laugh through it—until her voice breaks, until she’s biting her knuckles and splitting the skin there, blood spotting on her bruised lips. She doesn’t care how bad it hurts, she thrives in the pain, gets off harder than ever the more rounds you go.

“Ohhh my god, fuck, I can’t—I—don’t stop, please don’t stop—”

She’s writhing, nails clawing down your back, mechanical eye flickering wildly. When she’s overstimulated, she gets possessive—grabbing your jaw, looking into your eyes, panting your name over and over. She’ll mark every inch of your skin, making sure you know that even after this is over you’re still hers.

There’s no embarrassment here. She’s narrating your every move, telling you exactly how good every touch feels, blabbering on and on like if she stops speaking you’ll stop moving. There’s no wondering if she’s close again, she’ll be yelling it for the mansion to hear.

“Fucking again—I’m gonna cum again—Jesus Christ, baby—What the fuuuck—”

✦ . LAUGHING JACK

Gets like this after his 6th time cumming.

You wouldn’t expect LJ to be the begging type—but he is. He sobs when overstimulated, absolutely wails his heart out. He just can’t take it, can’t seem to keep his hips up with the brutal pace you’re setting on top, absolutely wringing him of every last drop he’s got—or at least that’s how it feels. His face paint is smudged, absolutely ruined from sweat and tear streaks, most of it on your face too.

“Ahh—sweetheart, please, I can’t—”

His voice is high and full of frantic laughter that turns into broken whimpers. His hands shake, his eyes are glassy, and he’ll cling to you like you’re the only thing keeping him from absolutely exploding (not in the good way). The best part? He tries to run from it.

He tries to scoot away, to force your body off of him, but you persist. He’s grimacing, eyes clamped shut tight from crying so hard, teeth chattering in his skull. It’s too much for him—too much. He’s never been touched like this before. You’ve ruined him—but he’s never been happier.

“I can’t—Not again. Ple-Please not again—Sweetheart please stop, hah—Oh no—”

✦ . NINA THE KILLER

Gets like this after her 3rd time cumming.

Nina loves feeling good, but she is not used to feeling this good. Her whole body squirms, legs kicking, hips twitching. It’s like her mind and body can’t work together, two things saying very different things. Her body says stop, says it’s too tired, that she can’t take anymore. But her brain is begging for more, absolutely forcing her to sit there and take it.

“Wait—wait, babe, I—I’m not done!” she shrieks, giggling wildly.

Her makeup is smudged, mascara and eyeshadow running down her cheeks. Her skin is flushed, looking downright sickly from how overwhelmed she is. But she persists, refuses to listen to the pain, chases after that high as many times as you will let her have it.

She tries to stay cocky, to keep teasing you, but her voice keeps cracking, her thighs squeezing around you and her fingers gripping your hair. She starts babbling sweet nothings between gasps.

“Oh my god, I love you, I love you so much, holy shiiit—!”

✦ . HOMICIDAL LIU

Gets like this after his 4th time cumming.

Liu has a breaking point—and you love watching him hit it. It’s what you would imagine he looks like after working out too hard—body limp, jaw slack, eyes glazed over as he stares at the ceiling. He can’t move, can’t even fathom grabbing your bouncing hips and asking you to stop. It doesn’t even hurt anymore, just pure pleasure.

“You’re evil,” he groans, smirking even through the haze. “Absolutely evil.”

His eyes roll back, fingers digging into the sheets, breath shaky and shallow. It gets to the point that he starts cumming one after the other, just a half-bounce from your hips has him gut tightening and his muscles shaking under his skin. He shoots blanks, just rolling in the feel of it at that point.

He’s overworked, flushed, completely undone—but he won’t beg. Not with words. He begs with the way he refuses to stop you and the way he keeps whispering your name like it’s the only thing keeping him sane. He’s dizzy, delirious, could barely answer a question if he tried. You’ve practically fucked him stupid. He slurs every word.

“I want—Ahhn, fuck. Wha-hah-what am I even sayin’? Fuuck, keep movin’ like tha—”

✦ . JANE EVERLASTING

Gets like this after her 5th time cumming.

Jane grits her teeth and takes it—at first. She’s a strong girl, can last for a long time, but once she starts unraveling? Once it becomes too fast? She unravels, practically crumbles to pieces.

“I said—” she chokes out, trying to sit up, only to collapse back down, trembling. Her breath is hitching. Her lips are trembling. “You’re gonna make me lose it,” she whispers, voice breaking.

She becomes almost a ragdoll, limbs and body flopping around, clinging onto anything that touches her. She wants you close, so close you’re panting into each other’s mouths and moaning in sync with every brush of your hips. She wants it hard, she needs it rough, but she has to have you right there with her or she’ll break.

She gets oddly sensitive then. Cooing nice words she’d be too nonchalant to say otherwise, chanting how pretty you are and how good this feels, making sure you know exactly how many times she’s cumming. She’s sweet, almost sickly, becoming so toxically positive you wonder if she’s hit her head.

“You’re so cut-hah-cute like this. Feels so good—yeah. Only you make me feel this good—aghh—”

✦ . X-VIRUS

Gets like this after his 3rd time cumming.

Cody tries to stay chill. Fails. Becomes absolutely sensitive to every single touch like your fingers tips are burning holes into his chest. He whines, refuses to cry, but is just moaning and groaning every bounce of your hips, reacting to every touch.

“You’re seriously—oh my god—you’re insane.”

His cocky smirk fades fast. He ends up flat on his back, hair a mess, thrown across the bed like an object. His body jerks with every touch and his voice is wrecked, definitely straining it and going to lose it tomorrow. No matter how pitiful it is, he’s hungry, downright desperate to get off again and again until his body just refuses. He wants to see how many rounds he can last.

There’s nothing worse than someone who competes during sex, but that’s exactly what he’s doing. He’s matching your thrusts move for move, chasing that high like it’s the only thing he wants. He snarls and groans and grips you right through all of it, but there’s nothing that will stop him from making himself cum again.

“Again. Need it again—right now, right now, baby—C’mon give it to me—”

✦ . SLENDERMAN

Gets like this after his 9th time cumming.

Slender is silent. For a long time, anyway. You’d think he wasn’t feeling it—until the trembling starts. It’s small, you can barely notice it when your hips are rocking down on him, be he’s absolutely shaking. Trembling underneath you, terrible as a leaf.

He grabs your wrists, presses them together into one hand, and his control snaps. His voice is low, gritted, almost angry, “You are playing a very, very dangerous game.”

But he doesn’t stop you. In fact, he shudders hard and finally lets out the softest moan—something real. Something desperate. It’s jarring. The most you ever get out of the cryptid during sex is growled instructions and grumbles of approval, but never really any guttural reactions. It lights a fire in you, making you want hear it again.

The brows and jaw of his faceless skin are tense, locked tight under the white flesh. But there’s no mistaking the way his jaw ticks and how sharply he is gritting to keep himself quiet. Like moaning is some means to an end, like it’ll ruin the facade he has built since the beginning. But it breaches, the air around you becomes tight, almost too thick to breathe. Then his jaw unlocks, and a shrill sound of need leaves him. Like an animal desperate for food. It doesn’t last, he goes back to quiet. His tentacles speak for him though, jerking and twirling tighter around you with every bounce.

“Enough. I’m—Mmm. Please, ease your pace, love.”

꩜ .ᐟ

[thediaryofaurora]

𖦹Kinktober Lineup𖦹

CW: NSFW, f!reader

A/N: I’ve never done Kinktober before, but in honor of my account’s first October I thought it would be a nice treat. At the bottom of this post is an end of Kinktober poll, if you’d like to cast your vote please do!

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Week 1

Day 1 - Bondage / knife play - Jeff the Killer

Day 2 - Virginity loss / gentle fucking - Homicidal Liu

Day 3 - Car sex / stranded - Ticci Toby

Day 4 - Sex tape / double penetration - Tim Wright & Brian Thomas

Day 5 - Dry humping / hot boxing - BEN drowned

Day 6 - Breeding / monster fucking - Eyeless Jack

Day 7 - Pillow princess / praise - Bloody Painter

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Week 2

Day 8 - Sneaking out / rebelling - Ticci Toby

Day 9 - Face sitting / scissoring - Clockwork

Day 10 - Sensory deprivation - Jane the Killer

Day 11 - Cockwarming / Public sex - Jeff the Killer

Day 12 - Secret admirer / voyeurism - Hoodie

Day 13 - Pool party / mutual masturbation - Nina the Killer

Day 14 - Corruption / mentor - Masky

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Week 3

Day 15 - Shower sex / handjob - Homicidal Liu

Day 16 - Controlled vibrator / public - BEN drowned

Day 17 - Seven minutes in heaven - Kate the Chaser

Day 18 - Medical play / marking - Eyeless Jack

Day 19 - Hate sex / rough - Jeff the Killer

Day 20 - Stress relief / assistant - X Virus

Day 21 - Party / roof sex - Bloody Painter

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Week 4

Day 22 - Threesome / setup - Ticci Toby & Jeff the Killer

Day 23 - Sleepover / experimenting - Nina the Killer

Day 24 - Overstimulation / toy use - Brian Thomas

Day 25 - Orgasm denial / gentle praise - Jane the Killer

Day 26 - Rebound / 69 - Clockwork

Day 27 - Sneaking in / forbidden love - Kate the Chaser

Day 28 - Tentacles / choking - Slenderman

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Week 5

For the finale (Oct. 29 - Oct. 31) I will be posting a miniseries rather than the usual one shots! The poll below determines what the mini series will be about/ who it will be with. The results will be in after a week!

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[sharp-silver4795]

I’m being a horny freak rn-

Send me some nsfw asks for the creepypastas, pleaseeee!!!

(Even better if it’s for EJ or Liu-)

Also I’m thinking abt NOT makijg toby Asexual- idk- the horny may be taking over

[ar3-y0u-l0st]

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Fandom: Creepypasta

Release Date: 31/10/2018

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JEFF THE KILLER

JANE EVERLASTING

Black Birdie

NINA THE KILLER

BEN_DROWNED

EYELESS JACK

Eyes of the beholder

BLOODY PAINTER

CLOCKWORK

TICCI TOBY

About Time

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Item Count: #008

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(*) Will not, under any circumstances, write smut

(**) If you're into them then I won't deprive you ig

Credits: @sister-lucifer for the divider :)

[zomb-rabbit]

HIIII !!!

this is my silly writing centric blog where i write fics, headcanons and lil blurbs :)) i take both sfw and nsfw requests, but pretty please check out my rules/preferences/who i write for below before requesting!! thank u for stopping by <3

requests are ; open !!

MH + Creepypasta Masterlist :)

EMH Masterlist :)

who i write for :

EverymanHYBRID

HABIT

Evan Myers

Marble Hornets

Tim Wright

Masky

Brian Thomas

Hoodie

Creepypasta

Toby Rogers

Eyeless Jack

Jane the Killer (fem/gn reader only)

Nina the Killer

BEN

(i'm also cool with writing for any poly creeps/mh/emh x reader relationships :))

Overwatch

Cole Cassidy

Ashe (fem/gn reader only)

Reaper / Gabriel Reyes

(this includes the Blackwatch era! just lemme know, without specifics I'll assume it's current era)

Marvel / X-Men

The Worst Wolverine

X-Men movies Wolverine

Deadpool

requesting preferences :

let me know if you want the reader to be masc, fem or gn, and if you're wanting nsfw I'd appreciate if you want an amab or afab reader as well :)

feel free to send super specific stuff !! if you have an idea in your head you really like but you're not sure how to write it yourself or anything like that, i'm soso down to do my best, i just need those details !!!

if you're going on anon, i think the different emojis for everyone are really fun :) i've always loved it on my previous fic blogs

requesting rules :

nothing pregnancy or breeding related, so very sorry ik that's a lot of y'alls jam 😞

nothing with a child reader or where the characters are parents

no extreme or bathroom kinks

no non/dubcon or cnc

nothing to do with the whole yandere shabang- i can do stalking and creeper tendencies but that kinda stuff isn't really my thang