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girasollake · 2 years

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everything i wanted

ꨄpairing: neteyam x fem!omaticaya!reader / jake sully x reader(platonic)

ꨄrequested: no

ꨄtype: mostly angst, some fluff

ꨄsummary: you always wanted to feel appreciated, neteyam always wanted to be the best warrior; in short: u seek validation in older men cause you dont have family and because you are the best warrior, neteyam is jealous of you, the whole fic roughly follows the plot of atwow!!! ummmm kinda enemies to lovers?????

ꨄwarnings: SPOILERS AHEAD, DONT READ IF U HAVENT SEEN ATWOW, mentions of being shot, angst, my bad writing cause i havent written anything since september, reader is a year older than neteyam

ꨄa/n: i feel like this is so bad i am sorry

ꨄword count: 3,402

‘How could you both be so stupid?’ You threw your hands in the air and shot a glare at Neteyam. ‘You could’ve died! Does that mean nothing to you? Your father explicitly told you to observe, not engage! You are like a child Neteyam, both you and Lo’ak!’

‘I wanted to stop him, he’s just too disobedient.’ He avoided your eyes.

‘And you had to take the blame again? He’s never going to learn if you keep doing that.’ You shook your head and sighed.

‘Can you stop? I’m the oldest and I need to protect my siblings.’

‘No. No, Neteyam. I am the oldest. I may not be your sibling but I am the oldest and, believe it or not, I wouldn’t forgive myself if anything happened to them.’

Especially you.

‘You can protect them, be a big brother, but don’t take credit for every stupid thing they do!’ You moved closer to him and snapped your fingers in front of his face to get his attention. ‘I know you want to prove your father you can be a warrior, but it doesn’t mean that you have to put your life at risk when Lo’ak does something stupid.’ You huffed. ‘Just be careful next time.’

Neteyam felt jealous of you, of the way his father trusted you enough to put you in risky missions because he knew you would survive, of the way he praised your fighting skills and of the way he put you on a pedestal. You were born during the first war with the sky people and both of your parents had died fighting. The clan surrounded you with love when you were growing up, but you had never had anyone to call a mother or a father. You were just an orphan trying to find a place alongside everyone that you crossed paths with. So, when Neteyam was jealous of you having his father approval and trust, you were jealous of him for having a real family. When you were younger you would hide behind the trees and watch them cuddle underneath the night sky, your little heart breaking and longing for this kind of comfort and love. Even though you were Omatikaya by blood you still sometimes felt like an outsider. You occupied your time with training, flying, shooting arrows and that’s why Jake was impressed, that’s why you were one of his favorite warriors and he knew he could trust you. He even got you your own gun, which Neteyam and Lo’ak were especially jealous of.

Deep down you knew what this was about. Jake cared about you, but not like he cared about his own children. That was the real reason you were sent on those missions, the reason he took you everywhere with him on fights. He just didn’t want to risk his sons life's. You knew that and you still took part in everything because those were the moments when you felt like you belong.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

‘Can we talk?’ Jake asked from behind you.

‘Of course, sir.’ You nodded your head and stopped sharpening the spears.

He sat down next to you and sighed.

‘We are leaving tomorrow.’ He said firmly. ‘This is not a safe place for my family anymore.’

‘Oh, I see.’ You whispered, a wave of sadness ran through your whole body.

‘I want you to come with us.’ Your ear twitched and you looked up at him with hopeful eyes. ‘And I want you to promise me you will protect my children when I won’t be able to do it myself.’

‘I promise.’ You answered quickly. ‘I’ll do my best, sir.’

He smiled at you and stood up, ‘Tomorrow after the ceremony. Be ready.’ He shot you one last glance and walked away.

The next day you were waiting for the Sully family by the ikrans, your thoughts were interrupted by a loud shriek of Tuk.

‘Are you coming with us (Y/n)?’ She asked after she ran up to you.

‘I am.’ You smiled at her and after giving you a hug she ran back to her mom in order to get on an ikran with her.

While you were checking your bags attached to your own animal, you felt someone intensely staring at the back of your head. You didn’t have to turn around to know it was Neteyam. You never knew why he gave you those weird glances, a part of you wished they weren’t that hateful. At first you tried being friends with him, but after a while his behavior towards you had changed. While you were getting along with his younger siblings, he was always staying away from you, watching your every move. The relationship between you felt like some sort of rivalry, but there was always this warm feeling you couldn’t shake off when you knew he was nearby.

After a long, tiring flight to the Metkayina clan you were exhausted, the thought of laying down was the only one in your head. You made the appropriate gesture towards the Tsahik and the Olo’eyktan when they arrived and you suddenly felt really small under Ronal’s gaze. She started walking around you all, examining your tails and postures.

‘Is this also your child, Jakesully?’ She asked, you could feel her judging eyes on you.

‘No. She’s not my child, but she is the best warrior in our clan and she is important to my family.’

‘Is that true?’ She moved to look into your eyes.

‘Yes, Tsahik Ronal.’ You gave her a long nod and felt the warm feeling spreading in your heart after hearing that you were important to the Sully’s.

She whispered something to herself and went back to her husband who a moment later agreed that all of you could stay with them. You smiled to yourself when you were walking through the village following Tsireya, everything felt so fresh and untouched by war, those people didn’t live in fear unlike your clan. You dropped your belongings on the floor and went over to Neytiri to help her.

‘It’s okay, you can go with others and learn the Metkayina ways, I can handle the unpacking.’ She told you and put her hand on your arm.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes, go.’ She smiled sweetly and playfully pushed you towards the exit of your new home.

You ran towards the shore and started looking for your friends. When you finally spotted them you quickly jumped into the water and swam quickly in their direction.

‘Can I join?’ You asked Tsireya when you emerged from the water.

‘Of course!’ She gave you a smile. ‘Follow us everyone.’

After swimming for a while she took all of you to meet the ilu’s and learn how to ride them. You were scared of failure, especially after seeing how fast Lo’ak let go of his ilu. Tsireya helped you get on the animal and told you that you’re gonna be okay, you just have to hold it tight.

‘How could she not be fine? She’s the best warrior after all.’ Neteyam muttered with annoyance.

‘Stop it.’ Kiri smacked his arm.

‘What? She shouldn’t be here, her place is with the clan. I don’t even get why she’s here with us in the first place.’

‘It’s not my fault your dad values my skills more than he does yours.’ You replied harshly and then without a second thought told your ilu in your mind to go forward.

You felt angry at Neteyam, rage was filling your body. You were the best for a reason and you would prove that to him. You tightened your grip on the handle attached to the animal’s body and took the biggest breath in your life before diving into the depths of the ocean. The speed was horrible and you felt your hand slowly relaxing.

No. I won’t give him the satisfaction.

You tightened your fist and held the handle even harder than before. After readjusting your position and squeezing your thighs to feel more steady you felt the oxygen slowly leaving your lungs. You shut your eyes and rode upwards, soon emerging from the water and jumping with your ilu only to dive again. You rode over to your friends and smiled at Tsireya. Everyone was impressed, because this was your first try and it definitely required special skills to get it this perfect. Annoyance was written on Neteyam’s face, he scoffed and started swimming away. You sighed and got off the ilu.

‘Neteyam, wait!’ You screamed and swam towards him.

He didn’t even look back and you reached him after you both got out of the water.

‘Neteyam, what happened?’ You touched his arm and he immediately turned around to face you.

‘You happened.’ He scoffed. ‘I am tired of you taking my place all the time. I try so hard to meet my dad’s standards and it’s never appreciated because of you!’

‘It’s not my fau-‘

‘It is. It is your fault.’ He interrupted your sentence and walked away quickly.

And there it was again. The feeling of loneliness consumed you once again, when the boy you adored walked away feeling only hatred towards you. Sure, you were often picking fights with him, replying to his comments with the same energy, but maybe this time you really did take it too far?

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

You were helping Tsireya with some of the duties one day and Neteyam was far from you, but still in your sight. You were stealing quick glances at him so that your friend wouldn’t see it, when suddenly he quickly swam away and you couldn’t see him anymore. You excused yourself and left Tsireya by herself to go and see what had happened that made him go that fast. The closer you got to the direction he swam towards, the better you heard voices screaming and sounds of fighting. You came over to Kiri, she was softly laughing at the pile of boys in front of her. You had to admit it was funny, but at the same time you were all supposed to be on your best behavior. Because of that, you walked over to them and hissed loudly, their heads turning to face you.

‘Enough.’ You spat and looked over at Lo’ak and Neteyam. ‘Both of you.’

They stood up and walked towards Kiri, you hissed at the Metkayina boys once again and turned around to join the Sully’s.

‘It was going well, you didn’t have to-‘

‘Was it, Lo’ak?’ You stopped and looked at him. ‘You were supposed to be on your best behavior, what were you thinking?’ You turned to the older boy.

He didn’t reply to you, he just took his brother by his arm and walked away.

‘You are both unbelievable.’ Kiri whispered making you turn your head in her direction.

‘What do you mean?’

‘Just tell him you like him already.’ She whined.

‘You know I can’t.’ A sigh escaped your lips. ‘He hates me, Kiri. He sees me as a rival, he despises me.’

‘He doesn’t.’

‘He does.’ You said louder. ‘I don’t want to talk about it anymore, let’s go.’

‘Lo’ak was the one that started that fight, he was just helping him.’

‘I know.’ You replied and looked down, soon arriving at your home.

‘And you? Why weren’t you keeping an eye on them?’ Jake turned to you when you entered the shack.

‘I’m sorry, I was helping Tsireya.’ You avoided his gaze. ‘Next time I won’t let anything happen to them.’

And you were right.

You jumped down from your ikran and landed on the sky people’s ship. Neteyam found his way to his siblings and Tsireya as fast as you, jumping onto the deck from his ilu. You shot your arrows towards some sky people coming towards you.

‘Cut the handcuffs!’ You told him when he reached you.

‘Come on, bro. Hurry up!’ Lo’ak screamed at his brother.

You turned around and saw Tsireya and Tuk jumping into the water, ‘Go! Both of you!’ You yelled at the brothers.

Neteyam started dragging the boy away, ‘They have Spider! We have to help him!’ Lo’ak tugged on his brother’s arm.

You locked your eyes with Neteyam, ‘Shit!’ He hissed. ‘Okay, let’s go.’

‘No, you are not going anywhere.’ You stopped both of them. ‘Go back to your father, right now.’

‘We have to help Spider, please (Y/n).’ Lo’ak looked at you with terrified eyes.

‘UGH!’ You shook your head and hang your bow on your body. ‘Just stay close.’ You told them and ran towards the inside of the ship.

You were quietly moving on the big pipe on the ceiling when some people started walking your way, Spider was surrounded by them in a circle. All three of you jumped down at the people and freed your friend, but then a pure moment of joy was interrupted by gunshots firing your way.

‘Go! Go!’ You screamed and pushed the boys towards a wall that would hide all of you.

Neteyam snatched the gun from Lo’ak and started shooting at the enemies, you pulled out the gun Jake had gifted you and helped him.

‘I’ll tell you when to jump and you jump!’ You shouted and looked over at them, they were rapidly nodding their heads. You gave a few more shots towards the enemies and took a deep breath. ‘Now!’

Lo’ak and Spider jumped quickly into the water, you pushed Neteyam first and jumped as the last person. For a second you felt relief when you heard their happy screams, but it was washed away when you started struggling with keeping your head above the water. Adrenaline started coming down and you felt your lower abdomen on fire.

‘Yes! We did it bro!’ Lo’ak hugged his brother who was laughing softly.

‘Come on! We need to go!’ Neteyam yelled when Tsireya came up from the water riding her ilu.

‘Nete…Neteyam…’ You coughed.

His smile faded and he rapidly swam towards you.

‘I’m shot you skxawng.’

‘Shit! Shit!’ He cursed. ‘Just hold on a second!’ He held you tightly and sat you down on the ilu. ‘It’s okay, just hold on.’ His panicked voice echoed through your ears.

He saw his father standing on a rock and everyone started screaming for him. A worried expression came up on his face when he saw his son holding you tightly.

‘She’s shot, dad, help her!’ They started pulling you up to rest you on the wet rock.

Jake inspected your body only to see a big wound on your lower stomach which was quickly bleeding out.

‘Take her to the village, right now.’ He told Neteyam and helped put you on the animal again.

Neteyam held you in his arms as he tried to ride the animal as quickly as he could without causing more damage to you.

‘Hold on, okay? Don’t you dare die on me!’ He yelled to you.

‘But I am so sleepy, Nete..’ Your voice was weak, but he still heard you.

‘No, don’t sleep, we’re right there, just…Just hold on..’ He finally saw the village and hope filled him up. ‘We’re here, it’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.’ He looked down at you to check if your eyes were still open and he saw you slowly blinking. ‘HELP! I NEED HELP!’ He screamed as loud as he could which caught the attention of some people by the coast, they quickly ran to get the Tsahik who was helping other wounded warriors.

‘Neteyam..’ You coughed.

‘We’re here, hold on for me.’ He looked down at you again.

‘I see…’ Your voice was getting weaker. ‘I see you, Neteyam.’ You whispered and closed your eyes.

‘No. No, no, no. Help! I need the Tsahik!’ He got off the ilu holding your limp body in his arms.

Ronal emerged from behind the people and told him to put you in one of the shacks. The Tsahik pushed him outside and covered the entrance with a curtain made out of big leaves and seaweed. Neteyam finally felt the tears on his face which previously were washed away by the splashing water. He didn’t know what to do, fear, sadness and adrenaline were running through his body. He waited for what felt like hours and when he felt Tuk’s arms around him all of a sudden he felt safe. His whole family was okay and when he came eye to eye with his father, he broke down crying again. Jake hugged his son and caressed his hair with his hand. A sudden rustle made Neteyam break the comforting hug. Everyone turned towards the sound, Ronal was standing in front of the shack, her expression was unreadable. She locked eyes with Neteyam.

‘She’s alive. Barely.’ She stated.

‘Thank you, Great Mother.’ Kiri whispered and hugged her brother from the side.

‘She needs a lot of rest and I am not certain if she will survive the night.’ Ronal said and started walking away. ‘Do not bother her. Now it is all up to Eywa.’

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

Your nostrils were filled with a disgusting smell which made you slowly open your eyes. You saw Ronal putting some type of paste on your wound and you hissed.

‘I guess this means I’m not dead.’ You whispered, your voice hoarse.

‘No, but it was close.’ She replied and wrapped some bandages around your stomach. ‘Rest, my child.’ She whispered and walked out, leaving you alone once again.

After a while the silence was interrupted by Jake, ‘Hi.’ He said as he sat down next to you.

‘I told you I’d keep them safe.’ You weakly smiled at him and he let out a soft laugh.

‘Yeah, I knew you would.’ His smile quickly faded. ‘I.. I wanted to thank you. For protecting them. And I’m sorry for using you so much, on all of those fights… I forget that you are still young, god… You’re only a year older than Neteyam and I’ve never thought something like this would happen to you…’ He paused. ‘You have a whole life in front of you, I’m sorry for trying to take that away and not protecting you.’

‘It’s okay.’ You whispered. ‘I know you only wanted to keep your family safe.’

He nodded and stood up, a tear fell down his cheek. He looked like he wanted to say something more, but nothing came out, he gave you one last smile and walked outside. After a while you closed your eyes because the light started bothering you, but you immediately opened them when you felt someone put their hand in yours. You looked at the way your fingers were intertwined with Neteyam’s and gave him a soft smile.

‘I’m so sorry.’ He whispered.

‘You have nothing to be sorry about.’ You coughed out.

‘I have. I am sorry for getting angry at you, for getting jealous about my father and for..’

‘Hey, it’s okay.’ You whispered and stroked his hand with your thumb. ‘And I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t be taking your place by your dad’s side.’

He nodded and squeezed your hand, ‘It’s okay, I know you just wanted someone to be proud of you. Kiri told me how… How you feel like an outsider all the time, because you don’t have…’

‘Parents?’

‘Yeah.’ He looked down at the floor.

‘After all these years I got used to having no one, but when your dad and other warriors from the clan were so proud of me… I just felt this hapiness that I finally belong somewhere, that’s why I always wanted to be the best…I’m sorry again, Neteyam.’

‘I forgive you.’ He smiled. ‘I can’t believe you were ready to die for me.’ He softly laughed and you reciprocated the smile.

‘I can.’ You whispered. ‘And I forgive you too, for being so mean to me.’ Your smile grew wider. ‘But you were cute when you were angry.’

‘Is that so?’ You gave him a long nod. ‘And now I’m not?’

‘No.’

‘Liar.’

Your giggles filled up the space around you and you didn’t even notice when he got so close to your face. You felt his breath on your skin and he put his other hand on your cheek.

‘I always thought you hated me.’ You whispered into his lips.

‘Do you still think that?’

‘No.’ It left your lips more like a breath rather than a word.

He finally closed the gap between you and it all just felt right. His lips on yours felt so right. You finally felt like you were not alone.

‘I see you, (Y/n).’

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ja3hwa · 1 year

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Ooooh 3, 15, and 100 please!!!! With Seongjoong perhaps 🤔

'𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐖𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞'

Prompts : 3 "You Feel So Good" 15 "Close Your Eyes" 100 "Dont go on that date" "Why" "You Know Why"

【sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs】 : Your two roommates love to make it hard for you to find a partner... but what happens when they stop you at the door of your apartment and "convince" you that you deserve better.

『ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ』 : 1.06k

-> ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: Suggestive, Angst, Fluff. Slice Of Life Au

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: SeongJoong x F!Reader (Seonghwa & Hongjoong)

[ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs] : Swearing. Mention of shitting dates and shit men. Fingering. Talks about sex. Use of the word cock. Dirty talk. Dom/sub play. Power play. Reader is lowkey a brat. Neck kisses. Begging. NOT BETA READ

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You wanted to look good, be good. Be enough. And tonight was your night. You dressed up in a beautiful and mostly sexy outfit, wanting to impress and attract this new guy were were seeing. Well speaking to mostly online. This would be the first time you’d be meeting him and you hadn’t planned to be in a position of being fucked, but if it were to happen you were more than prepared. Grabbing your keys off your side table and checking yourself once more in the mirror before heading towards the door quickly so you don’t run into your roommates.

“And where do you think you're going?”

Fuck… You freeze in your spot, hearing the deep grumble behind you, mostly coming from the archway leading to the kitchen. You spin on your heels to face the beefy man behind you. He looked like he had just woken up, with his tight muscle-t hugging his chest, while his black joggers weren't doing anything to your imagination on his clear erection. “Oh, Heyyy Hwa. I was just… Heading out..”

You knew he wasn’t stupid and you knew for a fact he had noticed you were more attentive to your phone and practically glued every time a notification popped up. But to be fair you were probably touch-starved, and an attention whore so it wasn’t your fault. “Don’t go on that date.”

“Why?” You snapped

“You know why.” He growled, pinching the bridge of his nose. You step towards him getting in his face with slight frustration. You knew Seonghwa and Hongjoong liked to tease and flirt with you but every time without fail, when you went out on a date they always found a way to make you not go, or take you somewhere else instead. And they would always say it’s because they didn’t like the men you chose or the people to picked and ‘None of them are good to you. You deserved better.’ But deep down you knew, or more wanted them to say something else. Say it was ‘cause they wanted you, they want to be with you. But no. They were your roommates and nothing more.

“Say it…” You're right in his face, holding your ground. He seemed surprised by your actions, usually, you would come quietly but this time he was seeing a new side to you. A bratty one. His smirk made your blood boil, was he enjoying your suffering?

“What's going on here?” Hongjoong walked in with a groggy voice and blood-red eyes, most likely being at his desk all afternoon working. “Why do you look all dolled up?”

You huffed crossing your arms in front of your chest, staring at the two annoying boys. They quickly exchanged looks and when Hongjoong hummed lowly, it was like they both had a mental conversation. “ You seeing a guy?” Joong spoke up.

“And you care again, why? It’s not like you’re my boyfriends.” You rolled your eyes, turning your back to them. You started putting on your shoes, ignoring the clear anger rising in Seonghwa and the frustration in Hongjoong.

“Why do we care—ha. You aren’t worth those disgusting men's time.” Seonghwa cut himself off, scoffing at your words. "Those boys you see are a waste. And you don't need to throw yourself at them."

Throw?! Did he really say you throw yourself at men? All you do is try and get Seonghwa and Hongjoong’s attention, and they never reciprocated it. So you kind of had to look elsewhere. You felt invisible around them like you were nothing more than a roommate. You couldn’t even find any combat to his harsh words, so instead, you turned around to leave while scoffing in disbelief. “Whatever, I’m going.”

Before you could grab the door handle a pair of large hands grabbed your waist, pulling you backwards until your back hit a very broad chest. A hand snaked around your chest up to your neck until fingers grip your chin tilting your head to the side so your face was suddenly inches away from Hongjoong?!

“J-Joong?!” You never even heard him walking towards you let alone being right behind you. Did he push Seonghwa out of the way from the small hallway? Why was he suddenly so close to you, to the point you could feel his heartbeat against your back, and his breath on your lips?

“Close your eyes.” His voice was low and deep, like velvet and cream. God, you felt so wobbly from his hold. You didn’t listen, eyes darting between his own trying to understand what he could mean.

“W-what?” you stuttered.

“I said…” His hand moved from your waist to the hem of your hands, fingers dipping slightly into the top of your jeans. Your breath hitched suddenly figuring out what he wanted, what you now wanted. “Close your eyes, Angel. Trust me.”

Your eyes shut quickly, maybe too quickly and that’s probably was you could hear a low chuckle erupts from Hongjoong. You felt Hongjoong’s hand slip further into your jeans and you wiggled in anticipation. You wanted so badly to open your eyes and take a peek at Joong but you tried your hardest to listen to his orders, and when you were about to whine in frustration another pair of hands gripped your wrist, swinging your body until your back hit the wall with a huff.

This time you opened your eyes, staring Seonghwa right in his dark eyes. He and Hongjoong were caging you against the wall, and Joong wasted no time in latching his lips on your neck, making you whine all the while you were never leaving Seonghwa’s stare.

“My, My is this what we needed to do in order for you to listen to us, we would of done it sooner.” His tone mocked you, making a shiver ripple down your spine. You couldn’t understand where all of this was coming from but you feared to ask as words might make them stop so instead, you whimpered. “I bet you feel so good coming around a cock huh?”

You gasped suddenly feeling Hongjoong’s cold fingers slip into your jeans, past your panties and pressing harshly down on your clit. Your mind becomes clouded and your heart races, hips grind on his hand to ease your frustration. “P-please…” You beg for something, anything. For one or both of them to hurry up and give you the pleasure you’ve been so desperately craving for who knows how long now.

“So pretty when she begs huh?” Hongjoong purrs in your ear, making your eyes leave Hwa for a split second to look over to the shorter male. Seonghwa took your distraction to step closer until all three of your bodies were smooched against one another in the tight hallway. Hands everywhere, feeling any part of your flesh they could find. While two tongues lick along your neck and exposed chest. You were overwhelmed and both of them were going to use it to their advantage and make sure by the end of the night you were nothing but a whimpering, crying mess.

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h3arts4harry · 1 month

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- privilege -

- one - two -

warning: angst, throwing up, urm idk lmk

part two:

-1 month later- "nick just fuck off" "no chris, you cant just mope around all the time, fuck why did she have to fucking-" "FUCKING WHAT? WHAT NICK? SPEAK TF UP. YOU ALWAYS HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY EVEN WHEN YOU KNOW JACKSHIT" "THEN TELL ME CHRIS TELL ME CAUSE ALL I KNOW IS SHE FUCKED AROUND THEN FOUND OUT" chris bit his lip, tears welling up in his eyes. he didn't reply, he just shook his head and rushed to his room locking the door behind him, he slid his back down the cold surface, his fingers tangling in his hair as he silently cried.

"im sorry chris…i shouldn't've blamed her i know, i just hate seeing you so.." nick trailed off, he had followed chris down to his room, he heard the lock click so he didn't bother trying to open the door, he simply just sat leaning against it. "please chris just open the door i didn't mean it" nick can hear muffled sniffles through the door, he lets out a defeated breath standing up, as hes about to walk back up the stairs he hears the click of the lock, then chris opens the door a little. nicks heart breaks at the sight of his youngest brother, his eyes red and puffy, a few stray tears still falling down his face. he says nothing, bringing him into a tight hug. as soon as chris feels the warmth of his brother he breaks down. "its okay, let it out, im here" nick whispers in his ear, not letting go.

-2 months later- chris still hasn't left the house and nick and matt had tried just about everything, they no longer knew what to do. "chris im going target, come with?" matt asked through his younger brothers door "no" chris mumbled, pulling the bedsheets to fully cover his head matt opens the door, "that's it im not taking no for an answer, get your ass out of bed" he crosses his arms against his chest "matt go away" can be barely heard through the covers "nope, its been two months chris, she wouldn't want yo-" "yea well shes not fucking here to do anything is she-" he voice breaks, cutting his own words off "chris.." after a moment of silence matt speaks up again "cmon man, please we dont even have to go anywhere lets just go on a drive yea?" he speaks softly sitting next to his heartbroken brother, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. chris tenses but quickly relaxes and nods "fine.." he mumbles, getting up and slipping on his crocks "lets grab nick and we'll leave" "mhm" once nick gets to the bottom of the stairs he engulfs his brother in a warm hand, matt soon joining in. they stand there for a moment before walking downstairs, getting into their car and heading out into the night.

chris's heart still hurt but the combinations of fresh air, his favourite music, and his loving brothers really helped. he didn't know if he could ever get over y/ns death, it would always be a part of him, but he knew it would get better for him. they all knew theyd be just fine.

happy ending:

"no y/n. i dont wanna hear about you suffering anymore. i- i cant." "NO NO PLEASE CHRIS NO WAI-" the small beeps were deafening.

chris let out a shaky breath, lowering the phone from his ear. the sound of her voice begging through the phone repeating in his head. he sat there staring at her contact on his phone for what felt like 2 minutes but when he glanced at the time in the top left corner an hour had gone by. he looked at his notifications, one sticking out more than the others.

'loml<3'

fucj ypi

in dorry

cgris

his heart dropped, he suddenly felt violently sick to his stomach about what he had said. he knew she was struggling, and as much as he was too he would do anything for her. he rushed upstairs, swiping matts keys off the counter and ran back downstairs into the garage. he knew this was stupid, he knew he couldn't drive but he didn't care, the only thing he could thing about was y/n. he started the car and reversed out the garage. he had y/ns location still, she never turned it off, he put the address in his maps and sped off.

he pulled up outside the house. he quickly jumped out the car running inside, he looked all around the house before seeing a body laying in the grass outside. his heart sank, yet he could feel his heartbeat in his head. he pushed through crowds of people, eventually reaching her side. his shaky hand reaches out to her shoulder, the girls jumps, shrinking into a ball.

"y/n" chris breaths out, her head shot up, she instantly turns around sitting up looking at the boy "chris?" he felt his heart shatter in his chest, her makeup smudged, tears running down her red puffy face, her whole body trembling. he sat there for a moment staring at her before wrapping her in a tight hug. "chris i dont-" y/n mumbles, she leans back a little before throwing up over the grass next to them. "fuck, cmon y/n lets get you home" he says standing up, lifting her with him. her legs shake, almost giving out from under her, noticing this chris swiftly lifts y/n wrapping her legs around him. she instantly drops her head in the crook of his neck.

they finally get back to chris's house to see an angry but more worried nick and a very very angry matt. y/n was on the brink of falling asleep, chris had tried his hardest to keep her awake the whole way home. as chris stepped out the car, he felt the stares of his brothers.

"chris what the fuck?!" nick shrieked as chris made his way to the passenger car door. "you two can yell all you want at me once ive helped y/n." he dryly states, picking up y/n and walking past the boys into his room.

the two knelt at the toilet, "cmon y/n i know it hurts but we gotta get it all out" chris says rubbing his hand up and down her back, "i-i cant it hurts to much i cant do it" she cries dropping her head onto her arm laying on the edge of the toilet seat. "im sorry baby but we gotta get it all out" he brings his fingers to her mouth, "open up baby" she tiredly complies opening her mouth.

chris had managed to get up as much as he could. y/n was practically falling asleep on his shoulder as he lifts y/n bringing her to his bed, he changed her out of her clothes and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and one of his shirts before tucking her into his bed. he ran upstairs and grabbed a couple bottles of water and some pain relief before going back down placing it all on the nightstand next to y/n. he stood there watching the sleeping girl for a good 10 minutes before his phone went off.

'matty b'

upstairs now.

he sighed, looking back at y/n once more before making his way upstairs to see matt leant against the kitchen counter looking at his phone and nick sat at the table. chris cleared his throat walking over standing at the end of the table.

"hi.." "so are you going to explain what the actual fuck were you doing or are you just gonna stand there looking dumb?" "i-i wasn't thinking, i mean i was but only about getting to y/n. i- im sorry" "anything could've happened, do you know how fucking dangerous that is?" "i know i know, im sorry im really fucking sorry, i just.. i just couldn't" chris sighs as he racks his brain for the right words, nothing fitting exactly what he was thinking or feeling. nick looks over to matt who is looking at the floor, his unreadable expression worrying him "matt?" "hm?" matt lifts his head facing nick nick gives him a look 'say something' matt bites his bottom lip taking in a breath before turning to chris "i dont even know what to say to you right now" chris drops his head looking at his feet matt stays silent before speaking up again "im not quite sure what ran through your head. as much as we joke around i know your not actually a idiot. but this was the most stupidest thing you've ever done, not only did you put your own life in danger, you also y/ns life and other peoples lives" "matt-" "im not done. i may not know the severity of the whole situation but im telling you now chris if you ever do some dumb shit like that again i swear to god- i dont even know what id do" chris just nods at his brothers words

"chris?" a soft voice is heard from behind them, they all turn to see y/n stood at the top of the stairs, her arms wrapped around herself. matt and nicks heart skip a beat, its like they dont even recognise the girl infront of them, the girl who used to be their best friend. y/n can feel the stares but ignores them, "whats up baby" chris says walking over loosely wrapping his arms around her "can you come to bed i- i cant sleep" she swallows looking from the floor to his eyes, "yea course, let me just finish talking to nick and matt and ill be down okay?" y/n nods and heads back down the stairs. chris turns to the boys and before he can say anything nick speaks up "its fine, go" matt nods once agreeing with nick.

it was a struggle but y/n slowly got better. over the next 2-3 years y/n had relapsed a total of 6 times, but she always went back to chris filled with regret and guilt and he helped her back on her feet, he was always there for her, no matter what. matt and nick helped a bunch in y/ns recovery, they were always there for her, especially when chris was out or busy (which wasn't a lot). y/n constantly found ways to thank them whether it was with words or gifts, both handmade and bought(mainly handmade), shed always say that if it weren't for them, shed probably be dead.

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sorry if its shit or dont make sense i did this in like 2 hours and havent rlly read through it properly lol

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poppy-metal · 9 months

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cannot think about the wedding night with mafia!jordan or I'll simply pass out with overwhelming lust. btw.

please you're so terrified because you know you're meant to have sex and people in the mafia are so grossly obsessed with marriage and the semantics about it - needing to know jordans taken your virginity.

you're shocked when jordan takes one look at you curled up and trembling on one side of the king sized bed and just rolls their eyes. "I'm not gonna fuck you, churchmouse. fucking relax, shit."

you'd be more flustered at their crude words if you weren't so suprised by the meaning of them. unfurling your legs and feeling worry slide through you. "but..." you remember all the talks your mama gave you, "but its expected!"

jordan, in fem!form now, shrugs out of their suit jacket - and you quickly avert your eyes as they undress.

"yeah, I'm not into forcing myself onto women, though. n'with the way you are - your pussy would probably snap my dick in half anyway."

you look over then, flushing a little when you catch a glimpse of their tits - flushed nipples and, you think a little dazed, pretty - before they're yanking a black tshirt over their head.

you shake your thoughts away and furrow your brows, "snap - oh, i dont have teeth down there or anything! my mama showed me a book on vaginas one time - I'm, uh." you look down at the blanket. "im built to take you - in um. in your other form, of course. you obviously couldn't take my virginity as a woman."

you say this so confidently jordan snorts. looks at you like you're stupid.

"i know how vaginas work, idiot. i have a cunt." again with the vulgar language. "and no, you wouldn't cut my dick in half, but pussies are dry and tight as hell when you're not turned on. it would be fucking miserable for us both. and-"

they smirk now, pulling back their side of the covers and sliding in, keeping a healthy distance from you. they slide out their iPhone, not looking at you as they start texting before continuing on -

"i could totally take your virginity as a woman. I'd be offended if i didn't know you were raised as a fucking nun."

you blink. "you.... but... sex requires - penatration-"

jordan, again within looking up, raises one hand and wiggles their fingers. you jerk back, scandalized.

"you'd! but - that's not what i meant. i mean. typically. b- between a man and a woman - theres a." god, the earth should swallow you up. "p-penis..."

jordan looks up at you then. looks at you for so long you squirm on the sheets.

in jordans mind - they're thinking about how ridiculous this conversation is. how sheltered are you? to think sex as only a means of penis and vagina penatration is fucking sad - though, they do think about it, splitting your virgin cunt open on their dick, that kind of sex definitely isn't bad - and they consider opening their drawer and showing you their 8 inch black dildo and accompanying harness, telling you all about how if you wanted a cock so badly, then yeah, they could still fuck you as a woman, but they know that'd probably make you fall of the bed or pass out from sheer shock alone.

the thought is funny, you're already so worked up. but you've had enough earth shattering information thrown at you for one day, they think.

"uh huh." they say plainly. "whatever - look. its not happening tonight, either way. I'll just tell them we're waiting to make it special or some shit, so you can stop looking at me like im going to assault you."

you relax a little. "o - okay."

jordans eyes return to their phone. texting cate about what a fucking joke this all is. god, they want to be high.

"but - will we - eventually -" you start up again. "i mean. we'll need an heir...."

ugh. 'this bitch is talking about me being a baby daddy already.' they text cate.

"cross that bridge when we come to it. trust me, churchmouse. if i can avoid touching you for as long as fucking possible - I'll do it."

little do they know not so long from now, just the thought of not touching you will make them want to pull their hair out.

#ask #some of this dialouge made me giggle jordan is saur funny #mafia!jordan #jordan li x reader

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tojis-favorite · 2 years

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*Ring* *Ring*

“Ugh”

Rolling your eyes you answer your phone laying next to you on the charger. “What do you want, Toji?” He speaks up on the other line, his background noise quiet. “What the fuck are you talking about I been calling you non stop for like the last three days, why haven’t you been answering your phone?”

Here is the thing. You and Toji aren't officially together, so when you heard that he went to some party with some other girl you completely just stopped talking to him. You guess today was his final straw. “Toji, I don’t want to be talking to you if you're going to be talking to other girls plain and simple.” You said hanging up and laying down to try to go back to your peaceful slumber.

Suddenly someone starts banging at your door really loudly, scaring you. Getting up you go to your kitchen picking up a pan as you walk towards your apartment door. “Y/n open the door now” you exhale as you hear the voice. It was just Toji, frowning, you open the door and he comes right in.

“You're the only girl I talk to, why did you think otherwise?” He said, coming in, locking the door behind him. Confused, you answer “Weren't you at a party with Mindy like four days ago?” you ask in return you get the same confused reply from Toji “No, I was at a party but was nowhere near Mindy's weird ass”

Feeling kind of stupid you smile sheepishly “Ohhhhhhh that kind of makes since, only one person told me you were with her” Turning his face up Toji crosses his arms against chest which you could tell he just got out of the gym because he looked a little sweaty. “Who told you this y/n?” Wincing you tell him “Gojo” Toji laughs in petty “Of course it was y/n how many times do I have to tell you me and him are not friends of course he's going to tell you shit like that he's trying to get under your skin, unless he has video proof do not listen to anything that man says”

You nod feeling bad Toji and Gojo didn't like each other for the longest so when Gojo came to you saying Toji was with Mindy you shouldn't have believed him especially since your friends attended the same party and told you the two weren't near each other at all you dont know how you let Gojo get into your head like that he could be pretty convincing when he wanted to be.

ONE HOUR LATER

“No more Toji I get what you're saying” you cry out as Toji smacks your ass from behind again. “I don’t think you do baby, I want to hear you say it y/n” another smack lands you your ass “Now” Toji grabs your hair and pulls your head from out of the pillows forcing your mouth opening to spit in it.

“I’m the only one.” He laughs his hips driving into you faster, “What was that?” he asked, acting like he couldn't hear you reaching down to rub your clit in between his fingers. “Fuck Toji I said I’m the only one let me cum please!” you begged as you started to shake your orgasm starting to creep up on you.

With your eyes rolling back you come hard creaming on Toji cock for the fifth time that night as you felt him kiss the side of your face while he rode out your orgasm. You lay there while Toji pulls out of you helping you get cleaned up before he comes to lay with you. He kisses you lips in your sleep whispering “The only one” as he pulls you into his chest falling asleep with you in his arms.

A/N - I put my ask box in my bio so please don’t be afraid to pop in and send any toji thirst or send any ideas that I feel like I could elaborate on <3. Thank you 🫶🏾

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mihwee · 1 year

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"I'll never admit it, You Fucking Lunatic."

Omniscient Readers Viewpoint

Pairings; Yoo Joonghyuk × Top!M!Reader

s.p: yoo joonghyuk was a known man for jealousy, atleast for you, and you find that one of the many things you find disgusting about him. Always so rude... so— dislikeable. You were a man that usually hates flings that cling onto you like some kind of leech. Knowing damn well it was just a one night thing. But yoo joonghyuk. I guess, a main character has its perks. Especially on charisma. That you even find his jealousy quite endearing.

On recent ocassions, you'll find a survivor you somehow like. then ofcourse yoo joonghyuk will "hate" that person as the same level as you. Becoming more irritable at his unpredictable behaviour, the usual glaring spiraled into a fight, and to a suprising turn of events.

sucks to know dokja coudnt stop this arguement from happening.

Warning: reader implied same height, reader and yjh implied as enemies/rivals , hate sex, secret admiration, degradation, no dom/sub roles (???) You both go feral. No spoilers for novel / anything above the webtoon chapters ^^ so everyone can enjoy, also dokja always breaks the fight between you two, so it doesnt end up as a half assed battle to the constellations. Tried to proofread 🤞

Tags: Choking, Ass grabbing, Thigh gripping, lots of gripping and biting, heavy cussing/degradation , No protection, sharp teeth, one shot. No plot/what plot? Slight ooc bc people go crazy when their ab to cum LMAOO

Dni: minors under the age of 16 do not request, minors under 14 in general DNI

Notes: hope its up to your liking, crack summary is that you both fuck with seething anger bcs yjhs fuckbuddy payed attention to smone else, dont know how to explain it but jealousy is (obviously) involved

"Hm, ofcourse." You smiled. As the person you recently saved hugged closer, much more comfortable than they were earlier. shivering, well, you though to yourself. At that small stature, even shorter than han sooyoung, you even doubt if they'll survive if it wasnt for you. "Thank you, mister." Said brunette.

as they gripped onto the oversized cloth you've given them, you saw yoo joonghyuks mocking stare from a seat over. You scoffed, glaring back at him. Hes doing this stupid shit again, where he starts something for no reason. And it somehow always you that he argues with. With dokja and the others, he seems cold. But christ when it comes to you even coming a step closer— he always has something to say, As if you just didnt fuck his brains out a month ago.

the campfire crackled, as the leaves rustled at the mightnight air. Dokja discussed with others on how they should move forward, and make haste. the scenarios condition doesnt look good, to add to that, you saving a random and basic person off the streets was something that added up to yoo joonghyuks hatred.

as the others talked from a distance over, it was only you, yoo joonghyuk, and the survivor. Awkwardly quiet except from the glaring you two were doing for the past hour. You sighed, feeling annoyed. you brung the girl closer with just one hand, as the woman flinched, a blush slowly spread around her frozen face. "ah, i think you need to rest. " you chuckled, smiling. "How about you go in that tent? Ill accompany you."

As both of you stood up, the tension was sliced in half. you joonghyuk scoffs and averts his glare another way. Whats with his deal? A single person woudnt drain all the materials. So why the hell is he angrier than usual? As you let the small woman go into the spare tent, you smiled and bid her goodnight.

"y/n." Joonghyuk blankly calls your name, standing right behind you. With his arms crossed. You glanced from behind, smiling fakely. "What is it?"

"Why bring her here?" As you think for a moment, your fingers curl as you hum. "I dont know, i just wanted to?" You laugh, smirking at him. "Is it bad for me to junghyuk-ah?"

As yoo joonghyuks glared sharpened, he let his fist curl around the collar of your shirt. "you know the scenarios will get harder as we progress. Adding another deadweight such as yourself will make nothing better." He hissed, yet you arched a brow, holding his wrist.

"Deadweight?" I laughed. "I saved your ass multiple times with Dokja hyung."

"Or, are you just jealous i didnt comfort and kiss you in the damned cheek?" You laughed, your nails grazing onto his skin as you felt his glare dig daggers into your face. The leaves rustled as the fire crackled a Bright glow infront of you. No one near in sight other than the both of your presences.

"Come with me." Yoo joonghyuk exclaims, grabbing you by the forearm.

"Aw... joonghyuk-ah."

You grinned, biting your lip. his palm gripped tight onto your back, harsh enough to leave red swelling scratches. "Hah, you dragged me here so i can just fuck you? Were you jealous?" You teased. "You really are one of a kind... come on now, you know i wont replace you." Laughing, you felt him grit his teeth, Face flushed as your hips pounded onto his.

"Shut the fuck up y/n." He muttered. His voice hitched upwards as your dick hitted the hilt of his hole, making his muscles flex around your shaft, his head was a mess. You were just as ridiculous as what the rumours say. Always in some pretty girl or boys bed one occasion or another. And what made yoo joonghyuk even more pissed, is that you treated him nothing like a toy. He felt even more irritated of himself that he chased you around no matter the situation, like some kicked puppy.

Yoo joonghyuk coudnt help but relish in the feeling of your thick cock pounding into his ass. His rigged muscles flexing, Shuddering. Shivering at every movement. He gritted his teeth, his nails digging marks onto your back as you held your shirt up high by your teeth, grinning at the sight before you. Yoo joonghyuk shut his eyes tightly, letting out a broken moan with a cracked voice.

You groaned at the sound, feeling him tighten even more around you as he pushed his lips back to ravish yours. Biting hard enough to draw blood, your lips tainted with bruises.

He was particualarly rougher than usual. and more eager to please. His cock bouncing with need at every thrust, his legs wrapped around your waist, enough to forcefully pull you down to his chiseled body. "Fuck...." he murmured, underneath his breath. Why doesnt this feel enough?

And suddenly, with a push, you grabbed yoo joonghyuks neck. Your palm pressing him down on the soft mattress. "fucking stupid slut. All you do is be a little bitch all day huh?" You cursed, your fingers pressing down his airway. — The bed creaking with the force of your thrusts, Yoo joonghyuk can finally feel like hes enjoying this. He needed your attention. does he hate to admit it,— He will always beg for it. And he doesnt want some random fucking stranger taking it away from him.

He moaned, his hand reaching up to grip your hair, and his other to wrap around your forearm. Out of breath, gasping for air with a broken voice. "Hah? Ah... hah... yeah thats it yoo joonghyuk ah." You smirked. Your dick making a dent even onto his muscled torso. His cock dripping streams of precum. "Shut..shut.. ahh.. shut the fuckkk.. up.." yoo joonghyuk gasped for air. "And just keep.. fucking meee!" He moaned out brokenly. His fingers gripping onto your hair as your scalp ached.

His head was an utter mess at this point, words slipping out of his mouth that even he would rather end his own life if he would to see this sober. Or lets say, a post-orgasam bliss.

After minutes and minutes of skin slapping against skin, and multiple words of degradation. One particular thrust seemed to send him over the edge. You groaned, a half moan as you buried your dick deep into his quivering ass. Filling him to the brim with your cum. He threw his head back. Following soon after. Moaning as he clenched around your shaft, his body shuddering as he held onto your head and back. His own dick spurting out long ropes of come.

It felt amazing, his legs unable to pick which way he should cling onto you. The heel of his foot seemingly digging onto your back. Your body littered with bruises and bites, blood and sweet bodily fluids dripped down your torso. You breathed out, your hips twitching as you came hard and deep. Taking a long moment to catch your breath.

"y/n." Yoo joonghyuk groaned your name. Low and husky as he tried to recover. Your dick awkwardky still in his ass.

"....Who the fuck told you to stop?"

#LMAOOO #I got indescive of the ending #anyway #orv #orv yjh #orv y/n #top reader #reader #top male reader #fanfiction #smut #omniscient reader webtoon #omniscient reader's viewpoint #ooc #slight ooc #mihwee🐈‍⬛

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legacyshenanigans · 6 months

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Prisoner MC x Marvolo

Part 4 AU, a more darker dynamic between them 🐍💚

Part 1 / 2 & 3 ⬅️

She'd spent the day wondering what Marvolo had meant when he said she'd be able to bathe and get her hair and makeup done. For what? Why? What was his plan with her? Why now? Many thoughts crossed her mind. Late afternoon came and in he waltzed, heading over to the cell and opening it, she shuffled away at first, confused, her brows furrowed. He gave her a smirk

Marvolo: Calm down..Come to me, and don't try anything stupid, now *sinful grin*

She stood and approached him in an untrusted manner. He smirked again, wrapping an arm around her before everything suddenly went fuzzy and crazy, she didn't know what the HELL was happening, her brain felt like it was spinning in circles, she felt sick. Suddenly, whatever happened had come to a stop, and they stood in the front yard of a dark manor house. He let go of her, and she lost her balance, falling to the floor holding back a gag of dizziness, he chuckled.

Marvolo: Should have warned you before I disapparated us like that *narrows eyes and smirks* ...Get up...Walk in front of me.

She struggled to her feet, still dizzy from the whizzing journey.

MC: You fucking bastard..*gags again*

He simply laughed and stood behind her, giving her a little shove to get her moving.

Marvolo: Go on..In the house. Up the stairs. Third door on the right.

They made their way through the grand gothic Manor to what ended up being his bedroom. Inside, there were two women waiting. MC looked confused as the woman looked at her. Marvolo smiled at them both before turning his attention to MC, his eyes burned into her as he wandered over to his bed and lay down, getting comfortable before he clapped his hands together.

Marvolo: *CLAP* Right...*points to a door in his bedroom* Showers in there...Get yourself clean...Don't be long...*smug grin* and DONT think that you can escape out of the window. Go on..Get to it.

He ordered as he lit up a cigarette and began talking to the two women whom he seemed to know pretty well. MC just made her way to the bathroom, closing the door and letting out a sigh, she looked at the window..Seemed big enough for her to try and get through, of course his words rang in her head, but did she risk it? Was it worth trying? If she could get down quick enough and just RUN. She approached the window, reaching out for the latch gently, when she was suddenly stung by some nasty spell. She winced and hissed, pulling her hand back "Fuck." She whispered. The bastard had put a charm on the window, she looked down at her hand, seeing an unusual mark on her finger where she'd touched the latch.."Great. He's going to know I tried, " she thought before quickly getting out of her dirty clothes and just getting into the shower to wash as she'd been told to. She appreciated the warm water and fresh smell of the soap as she cleaned herself up and washed her hair. She felt better, but obviously not completely, she was still trapped in this fucked up situation after all. Once showered she wrapped herself in a short towel, not really wanting to go out into the bedroom for him and those women to see her wrapped in such a little material. But she knew she had to.

She stepped out, and they looked over at her. Marvolo gestured with a finger for her to approach him, she did do. He looked her up and down as she did, which made her frown slightly but she tried to control how she felt in that moment, he grabbed her hand and looked down at her fingers, seeing the mark from his spell, his eyes slowly lifted to look at her face, an unkind smile curled onto his lips.

Marvolo: You actually tried...Bold of you *deep chuckle* Going to have to keep my eye on you, aren't I?

He narrowed his eyes before clicking his fingers at the women. They instantly jumped into action, taking her over to a vanity table, and started fussing with her hair.

Marvolo: Make her look stunning. The dress is in the wardrobe..

He spoke before he got up and started getting changed himself, MC couldn't help but look at him behind her in the mirror as he got undressed, but she forced herself to look away, focusing more of the women doing her hair and makeup, she was still confused. Marvolo got himself dressed into a fancy suit. And then sat at a desk in his room, watching, waiting. If MC had learnt anything already, it was that Marvolo clearly liked control. Perhaps if she played by his rules a little, getting him to trust her, she could find a way out of this situation eventually. Though, after the bullshit she pulled with the bathroom window, she didn't expect he'd trust her anytime soon, and she absolutely didn't trust HIM either.

MC: May I speak?

Marvolo smirked and let out another chuckle, liking VERY much so that she'd asked.

Marvolo: You may..

MC: What is this all for? Why are you getting me ready?

She asked as one of the women was tying a corset for her.

Marvolo: I have an event to go to, a little party of sorts. I thought it would be fun to take a date.. *smirks* A pretty little thing on my arm for such an occasion.

MC crinkled her nose slightly "Urgh" she thought to herself.

MC: And you thought it would be a good idea to take ME of all people? To PRETEND to be your "boo?"

Marvolo: Why not? *chuckles* I like a challenge, I hope your acting skills are good..You're going to need them..Tonight, you are mine, and I am yours. And you will ACT like it, in front of everyone, is that clear?

A smug, devilish little grin appeared on his face. Yet again, he knew what he was doing, he knew how irritated and uncomfortable that would make her, another small frown crossed her face which only made Marvolo grin wider.

MC: .....So be it. *clears her throat* I suppose..

Anything was better than that fucking cell right now..Perhaps she could find a way to escape at the party, she was hopeful atleast. Marvolo narrowed his eyes once again, continuing to watch her get ready, silently in deep though. He thought about the way she was towards him, how she clearly acted untrusted and afraid, but also had no issue in giving him a feisty attitude at times, huffing under her breath, rolling her eyes, frowning..He quite liked it..But the more he thought about it, the darker his mind got, he'll break her down eventually, of course he fucking will..He hid his malicious smile behind his hand taking a puff of another cigarette as he relished in the thought..

#marvolo gaunt headcanons #marvolo x mc #marvolo gaunt hc #marvolo gaunt

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dimpledcherry · 2 years

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just thinking of Eddie n Steve putting reader in a chair and making her watch them fuck each other--

QUEUE THE BLURB!

maybe this is an idea that you guys have spoken about -> you watching Eddie and Steve, not being able to touch, but them having all the control still.

you come home from work one day, your in a bit of an airy mood - giggly laughs, swishing your hair around, staring off into space, there's a bounce to your step

the perfect mood for blushing and listening.

maybe Eddie comes over to get something out the cupboards, youre stood in the kitchen of the trailer making a hot drink.

Eddie leans into you, reaching for a cupboard above your head, pushing you into the counter ever so slightly.

already, you can feel the butterflies and the giggles creeping.

he moves his hand over your hip, to the bottom of your tummy, applying pressure, "Sorry dont wanna fall" he mumbles unable to find what he's looking for.

soon hes pushing himself into you also, wiggling his hips in small circles. stating something about not being able to find whatever hes looking for

at this point the hot drink is forgotten, youre holding the counter trying to keep your breaths level because obviously Eddie isn't trying to start anything and its your happy light mood getting crossed with horniness.

even though Eddie is horny 24/7 and could fuck like a rabbit given the go.

he moves his finger down under the waste band of your bottoms, the tips of them just brushing against your pubic hair line.

he sighs, you tip your head back, looking up to the cupboard, asking him what he is trying to find.

Eddie drops his head next to yours, mouth in your ear practically "You know, I keep thinking about our conversation the other day. Tying you in a chair, making you cum without touching you, making you cry over a viberator."

the most you could do was tense your tummy and hold a breath

Eddie's pulling you into him, giving a consent check and walking you off into his bedroom, calling Steve to come along

they get you in his desk chair

nothing but your underwear and a t-shirt on

Steves tying your ankles to the feet and Eddies typing your wrists behind your back

your heartbeat's through the roof in excitement

another content / comfort check done when they're finished: all greens

Ed gets the box out from his cupboard - small cardboard thing, full of private fun

a little familiar viberator

he rests it between your legs - not turning it on but the tension / action is enough for now

he turns to Steve, game time.

the two start kissing, its messy, its hungry, they've got a job to do but the side task of fucking each other is just as fun

the two usually decide who tops from this part of their evening alone

tonight it was Ed

Steves hands are in his hair, eddies are on Steves ass

they're just so lost in each other, grabbing whatever they can, humming, salivating on each other, bumping noses.

youre lost looking at them, squeezing your thighs but getting no movement or release

the stupid plastic between your legs was almost laughing at you already

horniness: 14 again, learning what sex was for the first time

Eddies pushing Steve onto the bed, dragging t-shirts off, moaning lightly when their body touch

Eddie breaks it off to kick their jeans off, he throws them across the room, and turns on your viberator

the lowest setting

there's a gasp from you

a kiss to your head and was cautious look "Be good, Bunny."

you were sure this wasn't gonna go well. you knew you were given full right to cum whenever, but you felt you weren't allowed

Eddie gave Steve a blow job first

his oral fixation and need for dramatics on show

kitten licks, gagging, closed eyes, comfy moans, tongue licking base to tip, lips smiling, dribble

Steve on the hand- a menace!

has eddies hair in pony tail, pulling and pushing. eyes locked on yours, smiling, rolling his eyes, panting... all at you

your head is rolling, your grinding softly, gasping and panting to yourself

"Look at us, Angel." Steve warns "Look at how good eddies working." "Ed shes such a mess, she loves you sucking my dick"

"what dirty little thing. Cum in mouth, sweetheart" - Eds

Steve pushed Ed so far onto him, the boys nose was lost in the patch of hairs that frame Steves dick.

Shoulders heaving, hands tightening on thighs, knuckles going white on hair, bottom lips disappearing, hips jumping.

"Please-please- wanna cum- please" your hips are rolling, arms straining the ropes

"You don't have to ask, go on then." Steves smiling at you. this is much hotter than he thought it'd be.

"I wanna hear you, Bunny." Eds giving himself time to breath before he's back down on Steve, making him cum in time with you.

Steves notorious for being loud - big house, no parents, only child. You - always too quiet, its by instinct, full house, younger siblings.

Steves moaning and grunting, pulling Eddies hair, "shit man, don't stop- come on- right there- fuck- shit"

"Okay-" your polite, "I'm so close- please- ah- coming- I'm coming-" your mumbling, already sounding like you could cry

Eddie gets up. hes a dog, so hes kissing Steve cum into your mouth to swallow. hands wondering tom turn the viberator up a level. 2 outta 3

you whine at the intensity, tummy going in, eyes squeezing shut, legs trying to close

they laugh, another comfy check in and round 2 is a go

oddly you can already feel the second orgasm building

youre already rolling your head back, mewling and whining to yourself

Steve and Eddie stop kissing at the sounds of you, "You're so desperate, we haven't done anything yet" - Eddie

"sorry" :( "feelings too much- good-" :( youre already huffy and mumbly

"Eds? wanna watch her cum?" - Steve

"with no help? dont think shes gone enough for that yet?" - Eds

"really? look at her. shes not even in the room anymore." - Steve

god they're <3 assholes <3

they sit at the foot of the bed, legs spread just watching you, idling stroking themselves.. or each other at times, just saying things to you

youre looking at them but you barely see them, your ears feel clogged, legs are aching from straining, your hearts racing

youre just whimpering, whining, mewling, begging "please- oh- plea- feels so good- I love it- love yous- love-"

"nobody's even touched you yet, Bunny. youre making such a pretty mess for us" - Eddie

"yeah- for- yous- you- yeh- please-"

they're pulling fake sad faces at you, "wanna cum?" your nodding ridiculously, "well were waiting for you" - Eddie

"or do you need us to do something? we can't even just relax and watch our darling? c'mon thought you were good" - Steve

the whine- Jesus. the boys nearly lost it. you'd whined like someone had taken candy off a baby.

"no-no-no- im good- so good- good for you- only you- good- please- can I- I wanna- close- please- I love yous- love- please- cum- close- im so good- ill be so good- always"

"I think shes gonna cry. look at us, Darling." - Steve "Oh look at them pretty watery eyes."

"c'mon Bunny, im getting impatient here." - Eddie

and with more random babbling, youre cumming again, more intense, shorter, but it takes more outta you, your heads tucked into your chest, backs arching, knees trying to meet, hands in fists. its a quiet orgasm - but the boys know they're the best ones

the rattling on your clit is almost a stabbing pain right now - the underwear guarding you from it was pointless

the feelings got you almost squealing along with the constant string of whines and mewls

"well done darling"

"your so good for us, bunny"

your clits almost numb feeling now.

the boys jump up giving you a kiss and another consent check, asking and then turning the viberator up to full -> 3 outa 3

you yelp, they laugh - typical

Steve give you a quick kiss on the head before Eddie pushes him to the bed

"C'mon big boy, wanna fuck you now" - eddie

Steves pushed ass up, on all 4s

the sight of Eddie just rubbing his fingers on Steves hole, steves eyes rolling and the small sighs -> your convinced you've wet the chair youre sat on

"Jesus- you're always so tight" eddies got a finger in, "shit- Bunny Steve might be tighter than you"

you mewled

"more eds" - steve

"oh- let me do this at my own pace-" ed shoved Steves shoulders down

there was a collective whine

after minutes of fingering Steve, Eddie spitting on his hole, handful of dirty sentences and you're on the brink of cumming again

youre whining, squealing almost, gasping

"keep em coming Bunny, I aint even fucked him yet." - ed

"ow I cant- its too much- I cant- cant- ed- please-"

a content check and its all a show -> you keep going

Eddie's got a condom on, he's holding Steve up, Steves gone: eyes closed, mouth hanging, cock dripping

Eddie does his usual: small shallow thrusts, a few slow deep ones, and the pace gets set

this has Steve howling almost - its been a while in his defence

"shit eds- i forgot how good you were" - Steve

"god youre both such sluts" - eds

the sight of it all, the sounds, the words: you literally couldn't see anymore. you were so into subspace

"look at her-" eddies forcing steve by his hair, "aint she so pretty? that cunt is soaking"

"shit Darling, how many times you cum? - steve

"3- I think" youre all out of breath, they just laugh at you

"greedy girl, well done" - steve

"think you can make it 4??" your nodding "Good but Bunny, wanna hear you."

"Y-yes- ow-" The intensity is killing you

Eddie begins to fuck into Steve: a hard deep pace

"Shit- fuck eds" They aren't moans but rather gasped laughs from Steve - not expecting Eddie to start so rough

"oh you can take it, ya big baby. fucked you harder than this before. Bunny seems to be liking it, so take it." - Eddie

"God you're an ass, you're lucky I wanna see her make a mess as much as you." - Steve

Youre just whining and whimpering, thrusting your hips, you can feel your slick pooling

the sounds of Eddie and Steve fucking and moan is driving you insane

uhohhh youre cumming again

"knew you could do it, well done Bunny, but Stevie still aint cum" - eddie

nnnnnooooww you're feeling it

youre sweaty, youre foggy, your brain could be mush an it'd be justified

you are practically sobbing now

"please- I- ahh- cant- I cant- please- Steve- ow- hmmm" - you

"you heard the woman, wanna give her a show?" - eddie

"God youre so dramatic-" - steve

regardless of their playful water, the two had their goals alined

Eddie fucked into Steve pointedly, and Steve rolled back into Eddie with just as much want and hunger

"you soaking, darling?" - steve

"yeah-" all of you could barely make out your voice

"Ah Eddie- do that again- felt so good-" Steve was joining you in that wobbly tone

"shit- you two sound so hot. got one more in you Bunny?" - eddie

the viberator on your clit was hurting now, but a numb sort of hurt

the small thrusts you were making were torture

"one Eddie- no more-" - you

"no more darling, want you to cum with me." - Steve

Eddie fucked into Steve rougher

Steve clenched around Eddie -> may have earned himself a slap for that

which only got you off more

"god- im close' - steve

"you do that again, im gonna cum in you-" - eddie

at the sound of that, you whined from the bottom of you tummy, head rolled back, eyes pinched shut, lip between your teeth, wrists pulling again the ropes

"shit- you sound amazing Bunny, such a slut for this aren't you?" Eddie grunted

you nodded, humming a yes, still looking up

"cum with us, Darling" - steve

all three of you, cumming in secession of each other

you -> Steve -> Eddie

god you could nearly breath - your body trued to fold in half, your lungs grew thick, the ropes burned, your eyes ent so hazy. so totally lost in your supspace.

the giggles of the boys were so faint, they felt like an angelic choir.

the vibrating on your clit stopped

you open your eyes, its Steve in-between you legs

you can feel something behind you -> Eddie undoing all the ropes

youre just sitting with a 50 yard stare, unable to float back in, lungs heaving

steves rubbing your knees, "such a good girl, aren't you?"

he kisses your cheek, but you dont feel it all too much

eddie's gone to get a cloth

Steve stands in front of your line of vision but you cant focus on him

"so so good. worked you a little too hard, didnt we?"

your eyes dart to him after a while, but he still knows you aint totally there

eddies back, cleaning in-between your legs

the feeling from being sensitive pins them together

eddies laughing, shh'ing you, slowly opening them again

Steves stood behind you, rubbing your shoulder whispering sweet nothings to you

oh so much praise is in the room

a kiss to you knee and eddies moving your hands to loop around his neck, he's pulling you up with him

you've got jelly legs

all your weight is on the boy

<33 they change your underwear for you <33

Eddie kisses your check, "I think its bedtime, huh?"

there's a slight nod from you, and your head nuzzled into his neck.

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insatiabledogs · 7 days

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Pathetic Desperation

Top! Dom! Teen! Rival! Michael Afton x Sub! Bottom! Male! Reader 2.7k words and 15k characters Trigger warnings: cursing, the scoop reference, so much horny writing, spanking, crying, degradation kink, praise kink, biting kink, and hair pulling. This isnt rlly good guys this was my forst fic dont say anything abt it cause i most likely already know (thx anyways ig?)

FEM AND FUJODANSHI ALIGNED DNI!!

The worst. The absolute. Worst. Safe to say this is horrid, but hey, as long as you do your best and he stays you of your way, you'll likely get a good grade. Plus, it's not like you're getting your guts scooped out. You'll most likely get to make a snide comment to Michael too, especially when he gets told off for not doing as much as you did. But nothing has even happened yet, so you can't say anything yet. Your feet drags against the pavement, heavy footsteps making a loud "thud" as you walk through the unfamiliar suburban neighborhood. Looks nice, probably a bunch of rich ass people living here too. Music blasts into your ears from your walkmans, the same loud rock Mike listens too, and the only thing you two will admit having in common.

Checking the address on the hurriedly written note, you walked up his front porch, your music barely enough to block out the sound of an older British man arguing with his son.

The screaming match gets louder, as if they didn't hear your fist knocking against the wood of their front door, forgetting the fact there's a doorbell. The moment your finger pushes down on the door bell, the ring sounds throughout their house, the screaming coming to an abrupt stop. The door doesn't open, and right as you're about to ring again the door swings open and you're met with the sight of a boy with fair skin, a brown- almost auburn mullet, and blue eyes. His toned frame looms over you greeting you with a scowl you've seen way too many times. Michael's sour expression fades as his annoying shit eating grin forms on his lips.

Crossing his arms, he leans on the doorway, preparing to make a comment before a voice cuts through the tension."Watch it, Michael. I'm leaving, don't mess with anything while I'm gone, got it?" the voice of the older british man sounds harsh and tired, that is, until he remembers you're here. The charming yet unnerving smile you see on television forms on his face. "Well hello, Michael informed me we'd be having.... company. Sadly, I will be out on business and Clara took Evan and Elizabeth out on a playdate. Don't wreck the house while I'm out, ok?" he jokes, making you feel more creeped out and awkward. "Enjoy, your sleepover kids!" He says, keeping that eerie smile up until he leaves. The moment he does, you're left staring at Michael, that grin of his returning to his face. "You coming in or what, dickhead?"

Your footsteps echoed as you climbed their stairs and went through their halls. His crude remarks and insults fall on deaf ears as you go from glaring at him to staring at his stupidly soft looking hair, his stupidly pretty blue eyes, thinking about how you wanna grab his shirt and draw him in, see the shock on his face when you slip your tongue between his lips and grab his-

You trip on a step, bringing you back to earth as Michael's annoying laugh fills your ears. Picking yourself up and rubbing your head, you snark back. "Can you shut up for five fucking seconds?" His stupid grin widens, clutching his sides as he remarks, "God, how stupid can you be? Come over and make me dipshit."

Without thinking, you get up, grabbing his collar and preparing to punch him in the face. But you can't. You're there staring, right back to square one, in his eyes. Your face flushes, pushing him off.

"Nah. You're not worth it." You say, voice full of feigned nonchalance. This only makes him laugh harder, his taunts of your "cowardice" falling on deaf ears as the two of you approach his room.

Upon entering, it's nothing you wouldn't expect. Dirty clothes on the floor, mess here, there, probably everywhere, an unmade bed, posters on the walls, and crude magazines peeking from under his bed. The moment you settle down into a not-so-dirty spot, the two of you get down to business, working on it as much as you can and trying to answer all his questions without rambling passionately about how much you love science and your current project. In the end, you do get sidetracked, your passionate rambling, fast speech, and big hand gestures keeping Michael's eyes on you and that big happy grin on your face making his cheeks flush.

It's gotten dark once you've noticed how long it's been, the smell of the night air drifting in through his open window. The two of you finish up your project before ordering yourselves some pizza, finding each other's company less shitty than usual as you continue to ramble about- well, anything. The night carries on, and during one rather passionate conversation about Queen, he hears the distinct ring of his family's landline phone in the living room. As he leaves to answer it, you're left lying on his bed, munching on pizza as you're stuck thinking about him.

Staring into space, you ignoring the murmur of Michael on the phone (something along the lines of "yes yes, I didn't uproot the house or some shit, chill out old man."), letting it fade into the baclground. Your eyes settle on one of his shirts thrown lazily on his bed next to you. It’s gray and sleeveless, the one you always see him wearing.A thought- a really stupid one- pops in your head. What if it smells like him? Could help you fuel your insane daydreams about him. Your slice of pizza, already forgotten as you stare intently, debating wether or not to do it. It’d be weird, intrusive- hell, what if he came in?

Temptation wins, your shaky outstretched hand closing around the fabric, bringing it to your nose and filling it with a scent you can only recognize as his. That, and, well, cigarettes. Shivers crawl up your spine as your eyes close, a deep exhale causes you to inhale just as deep, desperate for that same feeling to engulf you. The thoughts filling your head were sweet, if it were food it'd taste like dark chocolate. Bittersweet. Everytime you breathed in the scent, you imagined it was him, not just his scent washing over you, and fueling the fire of your desperate daydreams. A warm embrace, the smell of earth hitting your nose mixed with his scent and cigarettes. Gentle rays of sunlight fall on a cheeky smile, lips planting soft sweet kisses all over your face as you lie on a picnic blanket covering the earth and flowers around yo-

"Woah, what the fuck?" Your eyes open, your head snapping to find Michael standing in the doorway as his voice brings you out of your reverie. The shock etched on his face melts away, a familiar smug smile forming on his face as yours turns red.

His feet make a thump as he strides over, ignoring as you try to stutter out some explanation or an excuse, coming a bit... close. His eyes burn holes into yours, his hands brushing softly against your cheek, making you flinch. His breath smells like nicotine and Bazooka Joe. "Damn baby, if you were down bad, you could've just said so." More blood rushes to your face, stuttering as you reply. "I- w-w-wh-wha- what? No, I-"

His slender digits tighten around the back of your neck, drawing you closer as his other hand slides to your waist. Nose brushing against his, he murmers, "Just shut up, will you?" Then it hits you. Another really stupid idea, but you know it'll get him going. Bringing your arms around his neck, you muster up the courage to grin at him.

"Make me"

That was the last straw. His hand gripsyour waist, pulling you in as his lips meet yours in a rough kiss. It felt strange. His lips felt new on yours. Unfamiliar. But not unwelcomed. You relax into him, kissing back with all your pent up passion and desire, letting it all spill into the kiss you're sharing now. Michael laughs at your eagerness, returning your ferocity tenfold making you go weak. The sudden feeling of his teeth nibbling on your lower lip contrasts to the sweetness of his kiss as he pushes his tongue past your lips, making you nearly lose it completely. You attempt to regain control of the situation, your tongues in a desperate fight for dominance, one where you lose, breaking the winning streak you've had your whole rivalry.

His hand slides from your waist to under your shirt, pushing you onto his bed as the two of you scramble to get your clothes off as if your lives depended on it. Michael's lips leave yours just to get that stupid band shirtoff, a whine leaving your lips as they feel the lack of his warmth accentuated by the cold night air seeping from his open window.

His eyes bore into yours as he throws his shirt on the floor with the rest, smirking as he says teasingly, "That's another one you can smell while I'm not looking." He laughs at your embarrassment crawling over you and in between your legs. "Calm down, I was just jokin' ya big baby... Unless," his palm brushes your inner thigh, whispering as his finger hooks on the band of your boxers before sliding them off, "you're into that. If you are, well, I can certainly do something about that... if you want."

The way you flinch tells him everything he needs to know.

"That's what I thought, pretty boy." He trails kisses along your body as praises spill from his lips, loving the way you whimper and moan. Your eyes snap open, his warm breath and piercing gaze on your hard on. The hands keeping your thighs open slide to your boner, one stroking your hardened member teasingly as the other rests on your leg, keeping you from moving... too much. You watch with widened eyes as he sticks out his tongue, dragging it along your length with that infuriating stupid grin. At this point, you're not even paying attention to how loud you're being, nor to the incomprehensible words falling from your mouth.

"That's it, good boy. Keep it up," he says as his tongue trails downwards. "Michael, w-wait- sh-shit- what the fuck are yo-" you grip the sheets, your moans- nearly screams- echoing throughout the room when he tea bags you. "Too much for you, pretty boy?"his taunting tone rings in your ears, the build up becoming overwhelming.

Right as you're about to cum, he stops everything he's doing with a sly grin. "You really thought I'd let you finish?" he scoffs, "That's cute. No," he crawls over you, pinning you under him as he whispers almost threateningly, "I want you to beg. I want to see you cry and moan like the pathetic, pain-loving, slut you are just to get a taste of my cock."

Your mouth opens to leak words of protest only to be cut off by the sharp searing pain of hair being pulled from your scalp.

"Suck it up and admit you want me, bitch." Michael drawls out harshly, a contrast to his charm prior to this. A ragged breathe leaves your lips, looking Michael in the eyes. This is the only time he can make you beg and you know he's enjoying it. And honestly? You are too. You know, deep down, you do want this. Why else would you stare at him in the locker rooms, trying not to get caught whenever he pulls his shirt over his head? You bite your lip, throwing away any shame you had, too desperate and turned on to care anymore.

"Please fuck this desperate, pathetic, slut useless."

His lips curl into that stupid shit eating grin, grabbing a small bottle of lube from his pocket as he comments rather mockingly, "See? That wasn't so hard."

Sitting up, he pats his lap, motioning for you to sit on it. You crawl over, your raging boner grinding against his clothed cock. You're tempted to try and remove his boxers, but before you can entertain any other thoughts, you feel the sharp sting of pain on your ass as the sound of impact reverbs in your ears. "Watch it. If you disobey me one more goddamn time I'll make you regret it. Count."

His fingers slide in and out of your ass, surprised to find it's a bit loose. His hand strikes your ass in time to his fingers thrusting in and out of you, the squelching sounds mixing with your pathetic moans, making it sound like music to his ears. Before you can cum, he stops his ministrations, making sure to leave you more and more desperate.

"Your ass is loose. You really couldn't keep your hands off yourself? Or are you that much of a whore, huh?" He mutters, hastily removing his boxers before he rolls on a condom. "I'll make sure you won't even remember their name by the time I'm done with you," he says with a jealous undertone to his voice. Without letting you dwell on it, he grabs your hips, pushing you down on his cock and bringing your attention back to him and the way his cock sends waves of pleasure through you every time it hits your prostate.

Your nails dig into his back, pathetic cries and whimpers sounding throughout the room as tears blur your vision and he makes sure you don't even think about how loud you're screaming, only caring about the way he praises you and how he's leaving hickeys and bite marks without thinking about how you'll cover them up. Just as you think it can't get any better, Michael grabs your cock, jerking you off in time to his thrusts. He's grinning like a madman and you know he knows what he's doing. The cheeky bastard is overstimulating you on purpose.

"That's it baby, good boy-" his grunt sends shivers down your spine the moment it hits your ears. "Fuck, you're so goddamn hot. Keep it up for me baby- shit, just like that. You gonna cum? Already?" He rolls his eyes, scoffing as he says "Fine. Cum for me, you pathetic slut."

Without telling you, he picks up the pace, making you cum with his name on your tongue, back arching as cum shoots onto the both of you from your throbbing dick. His grip on your waist nearly bruises as he thrusts his cock in and out of you faster and faster. You wish you'd done it raw as he moans in your ear, orgasming soon after you.

His body collapses onto yours, and all that's left is the afterglow. The sweat covering your bodies, the sound of your breathing, and the thumping beat in your chest. Your hand snakes it's way into his hair, gently massaging his scalp and playing with his hair. Planting a soft kiss on his forehead, you turn onto your side, taking him into your arms as his wrap around you likewise. The two of you stare at each other, letting yourself get lost in each other's eyes and relax into the other's embrace. Exhaustion washes over you, leaving no room for any thoughts as you drift off to sweet sleep.

Light streams in from Michael's window, the sounds of you and the world waking up... and the sound of Clara, his mother, climbing the stairs to his room to wake him up. You wake Michael up, stumbling out of bed as you hurriedly try to clean up and get some clothes on, trying to make sure it isn't obvious you two fucked. His mother knocks, opening the door with a sweet smile. "Good morning boys! Hope you two didn't get into too much trouble while we were away," she jokes, a kind smile on her face. "I hope you at least finished your project, am I correct?"

You smile right back at her, adjusting the collar of the sweater you hastily pulled on. "Haha, no ma'am! And yes, we did finish. I made sure Michael didn't do anything out of line. What can I say? I'm a charmer." Clara laughs, leaving the room as she tells the two of you to hurry up cause breakfast is ready.

The moment you're sure she leaves, Michael sarcastically comments "Charmer, huh? I suppose I can confirm that," leaving you as red as always.

(Bro kms. Wtf.)

#gay mlm #m4m #mlm #male reader #michael afton #michael afton x male reader

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dreamsgazer · 2 years

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OK SO mine isn't really a request because I have ideas but I can't write so they go nowhere and stay in my head because I'm incapable!!! anyway, I was thinking about a situation where reader and tangerine met on the train and they hit off right away like there's something special between them eheh, like they like each other but turns out that they're both on a mission and have the same goal - so they fight because reader steals the WHATEVER IT IS IDK that's in both their interest and manages to get off the train right under tangerine's nose when he was about to stop them, doing so in a fight reader rips tangerine's necklace, and basically breaks it and ultimately keeps it (and fixes it) . just in case. because they like him. genuinely. in fact she's very sorry for ruining the mission of the twins but it's a matter of life or death sooo rip AND they're also indirectly but maybe directly? the cause of the nasty scar tangerine now has on his neck because he risked his life because of this failed mission. and then I mean we all know what happens canonically but we Dont Care do we.... it's all a scar and a memory in the end.

ANYWAY they finally meet again when they're forced to team up by their handlers for another mission and like tangerine and lemon are mad mad because everyone was about to die on that train!! because of reader!!!! duh. also R feels very guilty because all that has happened / could've happened. and tangerine of course is angry because he was losing his life but also because he kinda was disappointed in their behavior and maybe in himself for trusting so easily a person.. anddd idk maybe there could be some angst because I love it and that's it THIS IS SO DUMB AND LONG I'm sorry I know I'll probably look to this request in a while and cringe so bad. but I'm just curious to see how you would continue it, like what do you think would happen, what are the first things they say to each other, how does it evolve things like that 🥰

of course, if you don't feel like writing anything that's totally fine and don't worry at all❤️❤️

p. s. : im sure ive taken the prompt where reader steals / ruins tangerine's mission from other fics as well so kudos to whoever came up with the idea :)

Dear Anon, first of all, thank you so much for your patience. I’m usually slow to answer, and with things being very busy at work I’m even slower. Please, do not cringe, it was awesome to read your ideas, and I was so happy you sent this message. Thank you so much ❤️ , and I hope you enjoy how this turned out!

A Darling Mess

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" you groan, letting your head hit the wall behind you. The golden necklace glints between your fingers.

You didn't mean to steal it. You really didn't. You didn't mean to run into the Twins and most certainly didn't mean to hook up with the moustached one in one of the bathrooms on that cursed train either.

More accurately, you shouldn't have wanted to hook up with him, but as soon as the two of you had crossed paths in one of the carriages, you knew it was going to happen. And when it happened it was quick and glorious and earth-shaking, and you hoped you were going to see him again.

Then everything went to shit, you two fought for that damned suitcase - his hands apparently were really good for many different things - and you barely ran away from that train with all your limbs.

Your smartphone buzzes incessantly. It's your handler.

"Where are you?"

It's not like him to sound so distressed.

"Not sure about the exact position, it's an alley near Nagoya station. I think I need a lift."

He tells you about a derailed bullet train and how it seems a lot of people - assassins like you, but still... people - died. One of the Twins as well, according to the info he got. The moustached one. You feel a pang of pain in your chest, which is stupid because he was just a stranger you fucked on a train.

A year has passed. Tokyo has slowly just started to become a mission you will remember with regret for a long time when you find yourself pointing your weapon at Moustache Guy again. While he's doing the same. And his brother is aiming a gun at you as well.

Shit.

You are more surprised to see him most definitely alive than to have him threatening you.

“You owe me a great deal,” he hisses, low and dangerous “You fucked up our mission, stole my fucking necklace, and almost got me killed. Almost got my brother killed as well! Why shouldn’t I murder you on the spot?”

You frown “First of all, the necklace got caught in my jacket while you were using me as a human punching ball. Second,” you add, eyes only quickly flickering on the huge, angry scar on his neck “one of you is going to kill me for sure, but I can guarantee you I will take the other down with me.”

Anger blazes in his eyes and you push further, adrenaline pumping in your veins “Third, asshole, you and your brother here screwed up since the moment you decided to leave the suitcase and the boy you were supposed to escort unguarded! What utterly morons do that?”

A pause and then you decide to further test your luck “Last but not least, I’m sorry you two almost got killed. I can apologize for my part in that, even if it’s a small one. But I won’t accept you blaming me for the rest, Moustache Boy!”

His nostrils flare, and he glares at you. It’s unfair that he looks even more ravishing with that savagery seeping from him in hot waves. Also, you probably shouldn’t get distracted by that, since the danger of being shot is a very real one.

Lemon’s laughter is short, and he nods at you, interrupting the impasse “This one got quite a temper, uh? I kind of see the fascination with the... situation.”

Tangerine snarls an insult at him, but it carries no real venom.

In the end, after some calls from your handler and his reminders to the Twins that they have to collaborate with you on this mission and an offer to triple the pay for all of your messed up trio, guns are put away, hands tentatively shaken, and scowls mostly kept under control.

You know they still blame you for your part in the train debacle. Yet, true to their professional reputation, they carry through the mission. It’s a long one.

Living in such proximity inevitably leads to some kind of tepid intimacy. Lemon is the first one to soften up a bit. He starts to ask you if you want some coffee. He asks you about your favourite book, once he spots you reading it to fight your insomnia. He thanks you after you retrieve a USB pen that will help with the job. And one day he gives you a sticker of some train and tells you that despite everything you are not a Diesel. You are not sure what it means, and Tangerine indeed scoffs at the words, but after that things are a little less tense, between the three of you.

Tangerine slowly stops glaring at you and once he almost compliments your ability in combat, after you knock out a goon that was going to stab him.

The progress is little but steady, and one night, for a hilarious twist of the events, the moon finds you two looking outside the same window, in the little apartment you have been given as a base.

“I’m sorry you got shot.”

He nods at your words, slightly sniffing and making his moustache move over his very kissable lips.

“Thanks,” he hesitates before quickly murmuring his own apology about blaming you and only you “I think my ego got a tad hurt realizing you shagged me just because of a honeypot mission.”

“I didn’t,” it's the quiet murmur that gently interrupts his gruff confession.

He scoffs “I very much think we did it in that bathroom, love.”

“Not that,” you roll your eyes at him “I meant it wasn’t a honeypot mission. I- I did not hook up with you because of work. I didn’t even know you and Lemon were the ones having that cursed briefcase, at the time.”

Tangerine just looks at you, and you look back at him “I have your necklace. It got a bit damaged, but I had a jeweller fix it. I know it’s stupid, but I thought-”

Your voice dies down a bit and you are not really shocked to feel his calloused hand gently cupping your face, making you look at him “What did you think?”

You swallow “I thought I was going to find out where Lemon put your grave and bring the necklace there.”

You feel a tear roll down your cheek, and then another, and another. He kisses them, one by one, his lips lingering on your soft skin, and you sob “I’m so stupidly glad you didn’t die.”

He chuckles against your lips “So am I, my darling.”

You kiss him and he kisses you back, and the morning after Lemon is not surprised to catch you coming out from Tangerine’s bedroom.

Sensing your hesitation, he winks at you “Glad it happened. Be good to him, ya?”.

And of course, you nod back, with all your heart.

#tangerine x reader #lemon and tangerine #bullet train fanfic #bullet train movie #lemon bullet train #tangerine bullet train

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dilucsfav · 2 years

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i found ur cyno x m!reader hcs and i was wondering if you could do the exact same thing but with an f!reader instead?

Yes, of course love! I would absolutely love to write this! i feel as though there won't be much of a difference, though, whether the reader is female, male, gender neutral, unlabeled, ykyk?? im not complaining at all, of course. this gives me more of an excuse to write more hcs about my dear HAHSHHHhckn. This wasn't a request but... what do you guys think of some kazuha hcs next?? AND THEN I'LL DO GIRLS PROBABLTD SJHJSDJJ-

Cyno hcs and scenarios!!! (cyno x f!reader)

warning(s): fluff,,,, and nsfw. of course.

omg okay cyno is so😻😻 like. when you’re deep into a sentence or a rant about something i can just imagine this man staring at you so intently and carefully ahhzhhIsudhh.

^^ OKAY AND LIKE. hear me out. one finger lays on his chin and his legs are crossed, his elbow resting on his knee. while he’s staring at you with thoSE DAMN EYES BRO😩😩

if you’re like me who wakes up a lot in the middle of the night, imagine him waking up and noticing you’re awake and just kinda taking your shoulder and like—

“Mm, why’re you up? Come back to bed with me, sunshine.”

such a quiet boy but so respectful. always silently studying and admiring you and just.

as i said in the last hcs with cyno, he’s an extremely overprotective boyfriend. although he fights a lot and can’t be there all the time, he wants to know where you're at, what you're doing, what you plan on doing, etc.

^^ to be fair, though, he trusts you. he just wants to make sure you're safe at all times and that you don't do anything stupid. he loves you too much to lose somebody as special as you which makes him that way :(

personally?.... would i mind cyno wanting to know everything i was doing?... no...

imagine this scenario. you and cyno had been traveling and youre just physically and mentally exhausted. cyno feels guilty and allows you to sleep while he picks you up (bridal style), softing rubbing you and holding you close to him while he walks.

JHASHUKDJBFSHJSDJDJ.

if this man can lift that fucking big boy by his neck like he did in that one scene, he can sure as hell carry me. period the end.

unintentionally hot???

^^ would tap his knuckles pondering in his thoughts. would take heavy breaths and roll his eyes every which way to think.

"Is that right? Hm, (Y/N)?"

nsfw!:

dom.

HE'D BE SO GOOD WITH HIS TONGUE. cmon dont lie and say you disagree PLEASE

i feel like his tongue would be long

again, i think that a lot of the times the sex would just be eager and impatient. it can be due to time, but a lot of the times its bc hes jealous,,, or needy,,, or just wanted to release,,, or all three if you want

will literally fuck anywhere, he does not care.

omg if youre receiving from him he loves LOVES loves loves when you're about to release and your thighs just squeeze his head omg

or when he sucks at the spots you really enjoy you rub your heels against his back and HUDSJHSDHJDJH.

such a huge teaser omg and kinda mean too

would quietly wreck you tbh

he grunts. a lot.

a lot of the time you have the advantage when hes jealous, so if you act like a brat, say hello to your new friend called a wheelchair

"if you're grateful enough with my fingers in your mouth, maybe I'll give you something better."

always respectful, just not in bed

live laugh love cyno.

#cyno #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin fluff #genshin smut #sumeru #genshin impact smut #genshin fanfic #cyno fluff #genshin #cyno genshin impact

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thithesandofferings · 2 years

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Title: “Force Fed” Ulquiorra x Reader: Synopsis : You may be trapped, but its uncouth of you not to eat your food. So if you don’t want to eat, then Ulquiorra will find something to force down your throat, whether you like it or not. Tags: Throat fucking, Captivity, Degradation, Dom!Ulquiorra, Tying up, Dub-con. “Word of the day is ‘Soup’ A/N: I was gonna post this yesterday, but tumblr said no so- anyways heres my brainrot for the man.

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Being a piece of furniture is not how you thought you’d imagine how captivity would go. Hankered down with cloth ties installed into the floor, makes the skin rub the wrong way if you wiggle slightly. Also gets a tsk from your green-eyed captor if you do move too much.

Ulquiorra, you think he said.

"Open your mouth" The dark tone brook no argument and yet you still refused. Huffing and trying to move away from him. Emerald eyes stared at you blankly, hand not moving from where he was trying to shove- what is that? soup? into your unwilling mouth.

"If I have to tell you again, I will hold your mouth open, and force it down your throat. Please be wise to understand that you are simply at a disadvantage." His pale skin darkened slightly, the only thing showing his annoyance at your disobedience.

He did not have time for brattiness. Though he's slow to admit that he likes how bratty you could be. How, even in your captivity, you're not afraid to speak your mind. There is a ghost of elation, knowing that he will shut your up soon enough.

"Im not eating the fucking soup" you say to him. And there is a pause. A sigh- as if you've bothered him, crosses through the air.

There is a split second and you think, maybe he won’t feed you the soup- but the thought is quickly stomped when you feel cold fingers grip the middle of your hair and pull. It’s so fast that you dont have time to brace yourself when your head is snatched back and there are finger flavored soup wiggling their way down your throat.

"Thats it," Ulquiorras voice is bland enough that it comes out as an insult then a coo. But he means it. Despite you choking and coughing, the inside of your mouth is squeezing his fingers together- cleaning them off.

He likes the direction that this is going. The path where you listen.

"Since you're not going to eat the soup. Then there are better ways to make sure you are fed properly" The sentence is murmured, and you hear the telltale sign of shuffling before you panic and try to move away.

The chains shackled on your wrist keep you from moving far, though you doubt you could move away from your captor if you tried. You briefly saw the hard, ridged muscle carved into his alabaster thighs. That alone does not in fact make your thighs clench and throat dry.

Stupid to say how much you want him. Even if he's a little cold- he's taken care of you ever since he's taken you. You are aware that you probably have Stockholm syndrome- but you are also aware that you don’t have anyone outside of this, so really why not?

Theres a light smack on your cheek that gets your attention. Apparently, you had been staring at his hard cock as you spaced out. You think it’s very pretty. Thick and pale with a burgeoning red tip, a teardrop waiting to spill down his velvety head has you wanting to lick it before it can be shared with anything else.

The heat on your face only increases when he slides his tip against your outside cheek, rubbing against the tears mockingly.

"To add flavor" he says, as he drags it against your soaked eyelids.

He stares at you, monotonous eyes staring at you expectantly.

You know if you don’t want to be punished- or maybe even die, so with lips cracking at the edges from disuse, you open your mouth.

Ulquiorra inches his cock into your mouth slowly, savoring the additional wet heat placed on his leaking head. He won’t have a problem moving, there’s enough pre to slide down the full shaft and into soaked heat.

When he grabs your head with both his hands, you don’t expect him to go slow. Silently huffing as he slowly thrusts his pale hips back and forth. Ignoring your gagging in favor of pushing in deeper into your throat. You're losing air quickly and you realize that you need to relax so that you can breathe.

"Yes" the words are gasped, and in this you find a tiny bit of pleasure unfurling into your stomach. To think you can take down an Espada, just like this. Makes you bob your head faster on his thicker length, happily moaning around the base when he forces you down.

He seems to sense the cockiness emanating off you and there’s a ghost of a grin from him. Makes him push his hips forward and more quicky, making sure his balls smack your chin over and over- smelling your immediate discontentment. Bringing him closer to coming.

"Don’t worry. This is how i'll fuck you too. No need to feel pride when you're absolutely helpless." The thought of him fucking you, forcing you to take his cock- has you careening into a surprise orgasm. It catches you completely of guard- choking down on his length as it crashes into you, but it gives a little piece of peace as you hear him huffing through the stimulation.

You're dazed again when he rips his cock out, humming and tapping on your fucked out face to get your attention.

"I'm not done feeding you. Though I suppose I can put you somewhere that is amendable to your comfort. You won’t be moving for a time."

#ulquiorra cifer #ulquiorra x reader #bleach #bleach x reader #bleach x reader headcanons #bleach x you #bleach smut #ulquiorra x you

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sensei-venus · 2 years

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Pathetic Simp Behavior

(Unedited) ( @gemini-sensei , I know this is short but like lol😩) (Degradation Kink, Spit Kink,Slight Oral Kink)

It all started because of something stupid Hawk mentioned while they where hanging out together.

“Remember when you use to say “ Id let someone spit on me” when we were in school? You were such a simp back then man.”

That was what landed Demetri on their bed, hands tied up behind his back with one of his work ties. His hands twitched in both excitement and nervousness and his nails dug into the skin of his palms. He could feel the way beads of sweat rolled over his chest and back. He wanted to chew his lip until it bleed at this point.

“Hawk was right, you are a nasty little simp aren't you? I didn't think you could be this pathetic, I thought he was exaggerating. I guess not.” Readers voice was filled with sarcastic questioning. She was purely trying to mock him for his current behavior.

He was completely naked on their bed, sitting pretty on the soft sheets just for her.

She was loving it.

“Dont fucking look at me like that you nerd, look at you, your loving this. You like it when I’m mean to you. Uh, you are so pathetic.”

Demetri tried to stop the moan that was deep in his chest from bubbling up. He bit the inside of his cheek as he looked up at her. His dick was hard and dripping against his belly. The reader had left him there for over two hours, telling him that he had to wait for her to come back before she could even try to do anything. If he didn't then she wasn't going to “play” with him for a whole week. He yelped when she slapped his thigh before leaving the room.

He had no idea where she and gone. He didn't hear the front door open or close so he knew she was somewhere in the house and didn't leave him.

Then she came back and started mocking him.

And it made him even harder, his dick straining and looking for any attention possible. He felt himself twitch and wished that he could touch himself. That she would touch him just a little. His balls felt heavy and tight and he wanted to try and jerk up just to feel something. But he knew that would only make Reader mad and possibly leave again so he stopped himself from moving around too much.

He breath was hot against his cheek, she smiled at him. Her full lips were pouted as she looked him over with thy big bright smile, like she had done nothing wrong. Like being mean to him by mocking him and leaving him alone and tied up in their room wasn’t a big issue. His cock twitched between his legs.

Pre slid down his shaft from his engorged tip. Her hands slowly worked from his thighs and ghosted across his belly and over his chest.

She roughly gripped his face with one hand, jerking himself by the chin to look at her. Her eyes shifted to a hard glare and her smile whipped away and was replaced by a deep frown. Her tone was harsh as she spoke down at him.

“Now are you going to be good for me or do I have to leave you here all blue balled and winning like a stupid babbling moron.”

“I-I be good! I-I promise, whatever you want I'll do! Please just touch me do anything to me just please-”

“Your so fucking whiny! Shut up.”

A scowl crossed her face making him whimper.

He couldn't help the moan that left his lips as she jerked his face around again. His eyes were half-lidded as he stared up at her, his legs closed tightly.

“Open your mouth, wide, tongue out.”

He did as she said and obeyed her command. Sticking his tongue out flat, her fingers pulling at the skin of his chin as he did what she asked. He whimpered at the slight pain of the pinch.

His eyes widened as he watched her pucker her lips up and she moved closer to his face.

He watched as a fat glob of spit bubbles between her lips and gather until it threatens to fall. He watches as a fat glob falls from her lips and onto his tongue. His toes curl as he feels her warm spit fall onto his sensitive out stretched tongue.

The clear sting from her lip snaps as the last of it falls onto his tongue. Suddenly her hand that was holding his chin was gone and moved to his cheeks. She took both of her hands on either cheek, hooking her fingers into his open mouth as she looked down at him. She smirked as she watched him squirm in her hold.

She screeched his mouth open.

“Now swollen my spit you stupid bitch.”

He slowly pulls his tongue back into his mouth, her fingers leave his mouth briefly but her hands stay on his cheeks. He slowly gulped, the thick saliva mixed with his own as he let it slide down his throat.

One of her hands move down to his fat cock, it was completely covered in his own pre and leaking all over the place. It dropped down his shaft and balls and made a mess of his thighs and pelvis. Some even made a mess under him. It pooled under his balls and stained the sheets with a dark spot. She pumped him just a few times, her soft palm cradling his throbbing cock.

He shot off like a rocket on her hand, splattering rope after rope of cum into her hand and all over his belly. A white mess all over himself and his girlfriend's hand. He moaned and grunted as his hips bucked up with every spurt of cum. Balls emptied with every passing second. His eyes rolled back and his hands clenched up behind him.

“You did so good for me Demetri, such a good job. I want to do that again really soon.” she smiled as she licked her cum-covered hand and giggled at his blissed-out face.

#cobra kai #cobra kai blog #cobra kai ask blog #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai demetri #demetri alexopoulos x chubby reader #demetri cobra kai #demetri alexopoulos smut #demetri x reader #demetri alexopoulos #demetri alexopoulos x reader #cobra kai x chubby reader #chubby reader #x reader #cobra kai x reader #reader insert #smut headcanons #smut thoughts #cobra kai smut thought

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