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autisticlancemcclain · 2 years

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There’s nothing like a summer afternoon on the backroads, windows down, wind rushing through his hair, My Chemical Romance absolutely blasting through the shitty speakers of his ‘93 Corolla. (Yeah, yeah, Emo Joke Here, blah blah blah. MCR is good, okay, and The Black Parade is an excellent summer album.)

Keith yells along to the lyrics, loud enough to hear himself over the speakers, absolutely tearing down the road. If Lance was here he’d be whooping in the passenger seat, yelling just as loud as Keith. Keith presses the gas just a little more — he must be going 90 now, yeesh — wanting to get home as fast as he can.

“Love! Gimme love! Gimme love! I don’t need it but I’ll take what I want from your heart and I’ll keep it —”

A small beep interrupts his song, and Keith steps off the gas pedal a bit, glancing at his phone.

Notification from: Messages

my sweetheart 💙:

i am Very Bored and Lonely.

Keith looks back up to the road, slowing down and pulling over to the gravel shoulder. He checks both ways for cops, not seeing any, and quickly puts on his hazards.

He knows exactly what that kinda text means.

He taps on the notifications, quickly opening his conversation with Lance, seeing the little bubble indicating he’s still typing.

my sweetheart 💙:

so i’ve been getting really into choose-your-own-adventure books lately 😏

me:

oh yeah baby?

Keith feels his heart rate pick up, and he bites his lip. Yeah, he wants to get home, but he can definitely make a pit stop for this. He exits the conversation quickly as Lance is typing, opening up Spotify and playing their sexy playlist.

No one else is on this road, okay? There’s nothing but farmland for miles. It’s fine.

Finally, the typing bubble fades and Lance’s text pops up.

my sweetheart 💙:

mhmmmmm it gave me an idea 😈

my sweetheart 💙:

You are sitting next to me on the couch. Do you:

a) put your hand on my leg

b) kiss my neck

c) put your tongue in my ear

Keith can feel something hot and tight building in his gut, and he bites his lip, exhaling sharply through his nose.

me:

oh shit i like this a lot

me:

i like where this is going

me:

Keith palms at the hardening tent in his jeans, eagerly awaiting what comes next. God, Lance is so perfect for him. He’s always got a million and ten ideas, always throwing Keith in for a loop. It’s not like sexting is something particularly saucy or unique, but somehow Lance makes everything with him exciting.

The ‘ding’ notification that accompanies the typing bubble finally becoming a message could not get Keith’s attention fast enough, and his eyes rush to his phone immediately.

my sweetheart 💙:

Egads! A trap! The cushion beneath you gives way, plummeting you to a horrible cavern filled with ropes.

my sweetheart 💙:

Wait a minute. Ropes don’t move

my sweetheart 💙:

Snakes!!!

Keith busts out laughing, hand immediately leaving the front of his jeans in favour of pressing his hand to his eyes. His ears are still burning. This fucking dork.

me:

jesus

me:

what are my options now?

my sweetheart 💙:

no options. the snakes bit off ur penis u are dead

my sweetheart 💙:

can u bring me home a baja blast please

Keith snorts again, hard-on fully fading. Yeah, Keith loves this little shit. Lance knows damn well what he’s doing. He replies a quick ‘yes, you fucker,’ before switching his music back from the sexy playlist. He checks that it’s safe — road’s still 100% empty — and pulls back out, making a turn at the first stop sign to get to Taco Bell.

Lance may be a shit, but he’s a shit who’s gonna get his Baja Blast, dammit.

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“Lance?” Keith calls, shutting the door to their apartment behind him. He hears quiet giggling from the living room, and rolls his eyes fondly before making his way over.

“Hello, you little brat,” Keith greets as he sees Lance, who is wearing tiny shorts and one of Keith’s t-shirts and smirking at him.

“Hi,” Lance replies, still giddy.

“I brought you your Baja Blast, and a taco, even though you don’t deserve it.”

Lance brightens, making Keith grin despite himself.

His boyfriend is very cute.

The cute boyfriend in question makes grabby hands, and Keith huffs, teasingly pretending to consider it.

“I dunno,” he says, tapping his chin as if in deep thought. “Do I give you this taco I bought, or do I just eat it?”

Lance pouts at him, making his already big brown doe eyes even bigger and more doe-like. Keith chuckles, gesturing for Lance to scoot over on the couch.

“Put those eyes away, you minx. You know damn well I’ll do anything you want without them.”

Lance laughs delightedly, grabbing his taco and tearing into it. “Yeah, I know,” he says around a mouthful of food, which would be disgusting was Keith not so distressingly in love with him. “I’ve got you wrapped around my finger, babe. It’s very embarrassing for you.”

Keith snorts but doesn’t deny it, because there’s literally nothing he can do to deny it. Lance has him completely whipped, unfortunately.

“Okay, Mr. Got-A-Job-At-A-Car-Dealership-Just-To-Talk-To-Me.”

“Hey, I’m just as whipped for you, never said I wasn’t. I just think it’s very funny that I intentionally got you up and running, left you hanging —” here Lance giggles again, the idea of a sexually frustrated Keith apparently too funny to tamp down his laughter — “and you still ran errands for me. Simp.”

Keith raises an eyebrow at him, then pauses what he’s doing, carefully grabbing his and Lance’s tacos and setting them on the coffee table, before turning to Lance with heated eyes.

Lance realises what’s going on just a second too late.

“No no no no no —” he scrambles backwards, desperately trying to get away, but it’s too late. Keith pounces, digging his fingers into Lance’s sides, making him shriek was laughter.

“G — get off, you big lug!”

Lance writhes around, attempting to buck Keith off, but Keith has him pinned. After several minutes of constant assault, though, Keith is feeling a little merciful, and grabs Lance’s wrists, pinning them above his head. He leans down, close enough that Lance’s eyes cross trying to look at him.

“You are a menace,” Keith says seriously.

Lance giggles again, wrapping his legs around Keith’s hips. “I know,” he whispers, leaning up to brush his lips against Keith’s. “You like it.”

“Mhm.” Keith presses back, licking lightly into his mouth. “I like all of you.”

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queen-of-deans-booty · 2 years

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Blood Brother: Part Two

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2k

Warnings: canon angst and violence

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. Any and all comments on these are appreciated.

"I'm coming with," you say after Benny tells you what exactly is going on.

"I don't think that's wise," Benny says before Dean can say something. "I can hear both heartbeats pretty clearly. The other vampires will hear them from a mile away."

"I can fix that." Your hands glow with blue magic, and you place them both on your growing belly, letting your skin absorb the magic. "Can you hear them now?" Benny listens for a few seconds before shaking his head. "Good. I've cloaked the sound. These vampires won't hear them, and we'll be in the clear. You'll need a witch on your team. I have a feeling."

"Alright then. Let's go. Boat's waiting."

"Boat?"

"Yeah we're going to an island."

Benny takes you and Dean down to the docks where a small sailboat is waiting. You get onto the boat with Dean's help, and the two men take the rope off before jumping inside.

"Well, it's good to know you two are still dumb as ever."

"Yeah, well, some things never change. Now, why are you getting into machete fights with your own kind?"

"Quentin, the one I came for? We were in the same nest. I'm hunting the vampire who turned me, my maker."

"Well, now, don't get me wrong. I'm down with hunting, but, uh... why?"

"To kill him before he kills me... again." You groan and lean back, putting one hand on your stomach. This is the part in your pregnancy where you're uncomfortable with everything. "Are you sure you should be hunting?"

"I'll be fine, Benny."

"What?"

"I didn't say anything."

You must have read his thoughts. This has been a pain in your ass ever since you discovered it. You can hear people's thoughts all the time, but you've ignored almost all of them. Sometimes it's hard to distinguish who is actually speaking and who is thinking.

"Oh yeah, she can read minds now. I thought you knew that."

"Not really."

"I appreciate your concern, Benny, I really do. I fought plenty of angels and demons with a baby in my womb, and I fought Leviathans with the same baby on my hip. I can fight a few vampires easily."

"I trust her to take a step back if she knows she'll end up doing more damage than good," Dean backs you up. "I think it's batshit crazy, but I trust her."

"And that's why he married me." That's not the reason why he married you, but you're just going with the flow with the witty banter. "So, tell us about Quinten."

"Quentin and I go way back. He's one of the old man's favorites, next to me, it turns out. Check this out."

Benny takes out a notebook from his bag and hands it over to Dean. This is everything he has on Quinten and his maker, Sorento. Dean takes the notebook and flips through the pages, stopping on one of importance.

"Listen to this. 'Age of Aquarius II, 0800', and then there's some other numbers all crossed out. Some other weird names here, too: the Big Mermaid and Solitaire. They're all crossed out, except this one: the Lucky Myra."

"Yachts. Names of yachts: Lucky Myra and Age of Aquarius II." Benny takes back the notebook and shows Dean another one. "Look at this one: Sea You Later, spelled S-E-A. I mean, come on."

"Are those launch times?" you wonder. "Destinations?"

"Mm-hmm. Except none of them ever get there. The Lucky Myra left yesterday afternoon. I guarantee you it's already been hit."

"What do you mean, hit?"

"Boarded, burned, and buried at sea. That's how my nest fed... How we always fed. We kept a tight little fleet, maybe a half-dozen boats. Nothing ostentatious, just pleasure craft. I must have circled the Americas ten times during my tour. A few of us would act as stringers and patrol the harbors, looking for the right-size target--fat, rich yachts going to far-off ports. We'd take down the boat's name and destination, radio it to the crew in the water, and then we just let the ocean swallow up all our sins."

"Vampire pirates? That's what you guys are? Vampirates," Dean grins at the name he came up with.

"You know, of all the years we ran together, I can't believe nobody ever thought of that," Benny chuckles.

"So, your maker is set up to feed around here, right? What are we looking for?" you ask.

"Well, he likes to live in style. He usually rents legitimately. Always remote and always coastal. That's why we're going to an island."

"Tell me something. If you were your maker's favorite, why did he kill you?" Dean wonders.

"When you get turned, it's like you're reborn into a vampire nest. Your maker means everything to you. I mean, you really start believing he's God. Now, if your maker happens to believe the same thing, well, it means trouble."

"Yeah, I can imagine that."

"Our father was a jealous God. He kept the family together but kept us apart from the rest of the world, always at sea. I always did what was best for the nest... till I met her. Andrea. Andrea Kormos. Beautiful. I mean, words don't even cut it, you know?"

"Yeah, I do know," Dean smiles and looks at you.

You blush and mouth the words "I love you" to him, and he grabs your hand in response.

"She was sailing a forty-two-foot sloop to the Canary Islands. Now, I should have called her boat's destination into my crew, but instead, I joined her on it."

"Seriously? Was Fabio on the cover of that paperback?" Dean laughs.

"My life changed when she entered it, Dean. Everything I had been or done up to that point seemed to vanish into what we had become together. I mean... We found it, man. Eventually, we settled in Louisiana. Then one night, we were coming home, and the old man was just there. Quentin, Sorento, and my oldest nestmates. It was only that night I understood what a crime it was to him by me leaving him. They pinned me down, and they beheaded me. The last thing I saw was the old man tearing out Andrea's throat."

"I'm so sorry. Benny," you sigh and touch his arm in comfort

"Docks are up ahead. Should be able to find a dinghy to use," Benny says, snapping out of his emotional trance.

The boat pulls up next to a dock, and Dean uses the rope to tie it to the wooden post so the boat doesn't go anywhere. You were the first one on the boat and the last one off. You take Dean's hand and use him as support to get off. The island is big, so the house must be in the middle of the island. There are trees everywhere, providing the perfect shelter.

"We're close," Benny says quietly. Dean and Benny take out their machetes from their bags, but you have your magic to use in place of it. "It's weird being back in the world. Isn't it?"

"Sure as hell is," Dean agrees and tosses the bags onto the ground.

"I mean, what do you do with it all? All the... everything? Hell, I don't even know if this world is real, if I'm real."

You reach out and touch Benny's cheek with your hand, letting his skin absorb your magic.

"I'm real, Benny. My babies are real. You helped protect them. All of this is real and so are you. You're going to get through this."

"I sure hope I do."

You use your magic to break the locks of the house, heading inside quietly. You don't know how many vampires are here or where they are. You pass by an old-looking piano called a harpsichord, but you don't pay any attention to it. However, as soon as Benny sees it, his blood boils.

"The old man's harpsichord."

Benny runs off in another direction, shocking you both.

"Benny!" Dean whispers. You're about to go after him, but Dean pulls you back into his side. "You're not leaving my side, not with a bunch of vampires around."

"Okay," you whisper back.

"We go together."

You two follow in Benny's footsteps, and you spot him in the main room looking at someone on the stairs. You peek over the side of the wall to see a beautiful woman walk down the steps.

"Benny?" she gasps.

"Andrea."

Turns out Sorento found more use of her as a vampire than dead. A man walks up behind Benny, another appears around the corner opposite of where you and Dean are, and a third comes down the stairs behind Andrea. The man behind Benny knocks him to the ground, and you grab Dean's hand to stop yourself from going over to help Benny.

"Idiot," Dean scoffs under his breath.

Benny is handcuffed to a chair, and Sorento leans over him from behind.

"You're gonna make me do this all over again, aren't you?" he smirks.

"Hello, Sorento. He turned you," he says to Andrea who nods.

"We need to go," you whisper to Dean who agrees.

You two stay out of sight from the vampires to a safe part of the house. Sorento doesn't know that Benny brought it back up, and you'd rather keep it that way. Dean's phone rings, showing that Sam is calling. You can't answer it knowing Sam is going to be pissed and speak loudly. He denies the call immediately.

"If we are going to kill Sorento, we need to get rid of his goons. We need to reduce the amount of vampires here," you whisper.

With careful footsteps, you walk down a hallway. A shadow appears on the wall signaling that someone is coming your way. You and Dean duck into a nearby room and wait for the vampire to pass by, only opening the door when it's safe to do so.

"We could really use his help, Dean," you whisper. "I'm calling him."

You take out your phone and dial Sam's number, and he answers it before the first ring could finish.

"Hey, Sam," you whisper.

You and Dean leave the room, heading in the direction the vampire came from.

"Why are you whispering?"

"It's kind of hard to explain right now, but Dean and I are sort of in the middle of cleaning out a vampire's nest, and it's sort of gone a little sideways on us."

"What?!" you take the phone away from your ear and press it to your chest. Sam screamed so loudly that Dean heard him. "Are you an idiot, Y/N? You know better than to go into a vamp nest alone. Even if it's with Dean."

"We're not alone, fuck," you whisper and put the phone back to your ear. "We're not alone. We have back up. It's a guy who's been tracking the nest a while."

"What guy? Garth?"

"No, you don't know him. He's a friend."

"A friend? Y/N, you don't have any--all your friends are dead."

"That's not what I called to talk about!" you hiss. You pull the phone away from your ear and text something to Sam while he talks as if you're listening to him. Once you finish texting him your location, you place the phone to your ear again. "Oh, my fucking god, stop talking. I just texted you where we are."

"Yeah, I got it. I'm on my way. Listen, if you handle it, great. I'll buy your friend the first round. But, Y/N, listen to me."

You end up in some kind of indoor garden with Dean, and there is a vampire headed your way. He must have heard Sam scream into your ear. Without thinking, you place the phone on a pillar before leaving with Dean. Sam is talking as if you're listening to him, but right now, he's bait. You hide with Dean and see the vampire head over to the phone, inspecting it as if he's never seen one before.

You stay where you are, and Dean takes his machete and slices the vampire's head clean off. You come out of hiding and join Dean's side, only to realize that your phone is destroyed since the vampire's body fell on it.

"That's messed up," you sigh and turn around, only to lock eyes with another vampire. "Shit. We've been made."

Since one knows you're here, they all do. All but Sorento and Andrea who are still dealing with Benny. One by one, vampires come from all over to attack, but you're prepared. You use your magic to impale them so you can slice their heads off with your magic. You have your eyes on one end of the hallway while Dean has his eyes on the other end.

Multitude of vampires come from either way, and you and Dean fight to kill every last one of them. Dean uses his machete and you use your magic in the shape of a spear. Soon, the floor is covered with rotting headless bodies.

"I think we did good," you pant.

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hellfirehope · 2 years

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Master of Bats 🦇

Ch. 2 ᯾ Ch. 1

E.M x Henderson! Reader

Summary: You and your boyfriend Eddie narrowly make it out of the upside down (with some help from your friends) after Vecna is presumed dead.

Authors note: Reader is Dustin’s sister. This story differs from the plot of volume 2, but definitely includes similarities. There’s also one original character, Helena, that will be in the next episode. Our flight got delayed sooo I made this way longer than I planned. I’m splitting it into 2 parts (maybe more if u like it? 👉👈) The internet where we’re staying is spotty so I’m sorry if anything doesn’t look right or if the pics don’t load.

Warnings: angst (no Eddie death-you’re safe here), graphic descriptions of injuries and blood, descriptions of a physically strong metalhead reader (sorry if that triggers the incels 😘), Steve having no taste in music, and, of course, some signature fluff. No Stancy because I don’t feel like projectile vomiting.

“Do you think we bought enough time?” Eddie asked quietly.

What?!” You yelled in disbelief. He repeated his question. “Yes, of course you did, Eddie! Let’s go, please just please come back up.” You started to cry. Eddie hated nothing more in the world than to cause you tears, but was afraid his guitar skills, while amazing and ahead of his time, were not enough to help everyone he was fighting for. You, most of all. “I’m going to buy more time, ok, baby? I’ll come right back! Just a few minutes!” He promised, knowing full well that was not something he could guarantee. “NO!”You shouted before he could even finish. “I have to do this, Y/N. For Hawkins. For Chrissy. For our friends. For you.” He sounded so poetic, but his words were angering you to the point of smashing things. “No, you don’t! Hawkins doesn’t deserve your help!” You cried pathetically. “Maybe not, he smiled. But you do.” He let go of the rope and looked up at you, blowing you a kiss. “I love you, Y/N. More than anything. I’m coming back for you. Just wait here. Do not follow me.” Before you had a chance to react, he ran out of the trailer, taking your heart with you. There was not a second that went by before you were back on that rope, not caring that Eddie had moved the mattress to try and discourage you from coming down. You hit the ground, hard, but it didn’t hurt. The only thing you were focused on was Eddie. Getting him home. You looked up at a Dustin, wio had fully lost it at this point. He, like you, had been screaming and begging for Eddie to join you, not understanding why he stayed behind. He had tried to grab you as you dove back to the upside down, but you were too fast, moving like an animal hunting her prey. “Dusty. I love you. I will always love you. You’re the best brother in the world. And I’m coming back, ok? Just stay here. STAY. HERE.” You ordered frantically, taking one last look at your tear stained brother before you were rushing to find Eddie. The door to the trailer swung open and you searched the nearby surroundings. “Eddie!” You called out. Finally, you spotted him riding a pathetic looking bike, some 200 feet north of you. You spotted a bike laying haphazardly on the rotting earth (or lack thereof) and pulled it away from some debris. You hopped on that bike and peddled as fast as you possibly could, trying to catch up with Eddie. You knew your body would be absolutely aching after this, but the adrenaline was numbing the fire burning throughout your body. There were too many bats surrounding Eddie, and he could no longer keep up. They started landing on him, biting him, causing him to fall off his bike. You let out a shriek of horror, the loudest sound to ever leave your body. Eddie managed to get to his feet, trying to use his makeshift weapons to hold off the advancing swarm of vicious, albeit very metal, bats. You advanced on Eddie, who while giving those bats hell, was becoming exhausted. You began to use your own weapons to hinder the bats from further attack. You swung at them with reckless abandon, but rarely missed. You were a good shot with great aim. Deadly. Even though you definitely didn’t look the part. Eddie had taken account of your presence and his distraction caused him to fall to the ground, bats instantly swarming his tired body. “There’s too many!” You cried, trying your hardest to get the bats off Eddie, while simultaneously keeping them from overtaking you. “Y/N! RUN! Please go!” Eddie begged between bites and yelps. “I’m not leaving you! Never. I can’t live without you, Eddie. I’d rather us both die than leave you!” You admitted in between swings. He tried to protest but he was too weak. If you couldn’t get them off of him soon, he wasn’t going to make it. You were exhausted, but couldn’t stop fighting. Because you knew if you did, you’d both die. It was possible to run away, back to the trailer, to Dustin. The bats would be too distracted with Eddie. You’d have a pretty straight shot if you stopped now. But that was never something you even thought to consider, happily choosing death over abandoning the love of your life.

A bat took a deep bite into your shoulder, while another focused on your arm. You screamed in pain, and the bats used your moment of weakness to overtake you. You covered your body over Eddie’s, trying to shield him from further attack. He was half here-half gone. He just stared into your bloodshot (y/e/c) eyes, convinced you were an angel bringing him to heaven. You were sobbing uncontrollably, tears falling onto Eddie’s face. “Why didn’t you go…” he croaked, as several bats attacked your uncovered backside. Nothing could hold a candle to the pain you were experiencing now- not your 4 tattoos, several piercings, or broken bones. You continued to sob as Eddie lay limp on the ground. “Please. Please. Don’t leave me. I can’t-I can’t..I need you.” You begged hysterically. As if some god above had heard your prayers, the bats began falling to the ground, one by one, mewling pathetically. It took you a second to notice the bats had stopped attacking, since the pain hadn’t. You could hardly move, but you mustered all the strength you had left to pull yourself up. “Eddie!” They did it! We can go now! We have to get you help!” Eddie just sighed, not fully able to understand what you were asking of him. “I can’t... I’m too tired.” He admitted lamely. “I know baby, I know.” You tucked a strand of hair behind his ear and kissed his bloody forehead. “But we have to. We have to get home.” You got to your feet and attempted to pick Eddie up. You were strong, especially for a young woman. Much to the dismay of your parents and peers, you took weightlifting in school (Eddie had to cuss out the gym teacher to get them to accept a girl), worked part time helping your uncle’s construction company, and loved to run and hike. Still, your body was torn up and frail after the recent in. You lifted Eddie off the ground with extreme difficulty. He tried to argue, but with his lack of energy it just came out as light moans. Suddenly, a figure was running towards you. You immediately froze, worried there was, of course, a new monster you’d have to face. But as soon as the figure advanced, and you saw his curly hair and ridiculous battle outfit, you let out a sob of relief mixed with anguish. You, of course, didn’t want Dustin down here any longer than necessary, but couldn’t carry Eddie back by yourself. Dustin noticed you were seconds away from dropping Eddie, and sprinted to help you. With Dustin on Eddie’s left, it was much easier to get him back to the trailer. Dustin didn’t say anything at first, knowing you probably needed a minute. “Dustin….”you whimpered. “Thank you. W-We would have died down there.” Dustin would have said normally something along the lines of I told you so, but held his tongue due to your current situation. You weren’t too far from the vine- consumed trailer, but it felt like miles. You were worried, not for yourself in the slightest, but for Eddie. His normally playful smirk and doe eyes were replaced by a distant pained expression. Would you be able to get him help in time? And how in the world would you go about doing that? As much as you hated it, Eddie was still a wanted man. You had no idea the logistics of your plan, too fixed on getting Eddie and Dustin to safety. Dustin dropped one of his arms from Eddie’s limp body and pulled the door of the trailer open.

Ok I’m actually kind of digging this (hope u are too!) so I’m going to continue. Thank you for reading- please ❤️ or reblog if you enjoyed! Wishing you all the best vibes this weekend!

Blessed be

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ackerpotato · 3 years

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Me: *is very stressed*

Me: thinks bout tying Erwin up

Me @ myself: I...okay let’s...let’s just order some food instead

@anlian-aishang I am mildly concerned about our coping mechanisms

#WHY DO I WANNA #RUIN THAT BIG MANS #GOOD LORD #but tell me #TELL ME WITH A STRAIGHT FACE HE WOULDNT LET U THO #HE WOULD #he’d be like oh ur stressed #oh ur *stressed*#I’ll go get the rope baby u just wait there #TELL ME HE WOULDNT BE THE BEST SPORT BOUT IT #FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK #COME SAVE ME PLEASE #PLEAAAASE #SOMEONE ANYONE #IM DROWNING IN EXAM STRESS #and Erwin h*rny thots apparently #suz is broken

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willsimpforanyone · 3 years

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Hey there! Love your writing! It’s beautiful 🤩! Okay, imma just expose myself real quick here, but could u write a threesome with Percabeth and A Female Reader who is a daughter of Khione? Could one of them (either Percy or Annabeth) be SUPER dominant, full on bondage, slight degradation etc. While the other one is super soft, praising R, all gentle and stuff. R just being super Submissive and a little disobedient. Thanks!

hun you are not the only one exposing yourself i have four more percabeth smut requests and i went overboard with this one

i love the idea of annabeth being the super dom one (dom women for the win), so you get soft!percy

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"Arms up, buttercup."

Percy's gentle hands lifted my arms above my head, guiding my wrists together. "Keep them there, love, good girl."

He backed away and Annabeth moved forward, rope bundled in her hands. She threw a leg over me, almost sitting on my stomach, and grabbed my wrists. The rope was soft, smooth against my skin but under Annabeth's skillful hands it was tight against my wrists and headboard, intricately tied. Percy pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Athena would be proud."

"Don't bring my mother into this." She rolled her eyes, but smiled. Looking down for the briefest of moments to wink at me, she grabbed Percy by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a messy kiss.

I whined, shifting my hips until Annabeth's hand came down sharply on my thigh and I gasped. She didn't even look at me, expecting me to know what she meant without having to tell me. I wasn't to move or complain- I'd be lucky to get anything with her in control.

Percy smoothed his lips along Annabeth's jaw and down her neck, nipping lightly at the skin. She let her head fall back, and I could see the small red marks left in Percy's wake. Her blonde hair was loose and curly down her back and over her shoulders, providing a stark contrast to her jet black lingerie set.

I had been dressed up in a white babydoll by Percy- the feeling of his gentle touches had almost been enough to melt me into his arms, but he kept me grounded long enough to take me into the bedroom where Annabeth had been waiting. Percy himself was just in a white shirt and black jeans.

Tugging lightly at the ropes, I bit my lip. Annabeth was still hovering over me and the sight of the two of them kissing was making me restless. "Mistress, Master, please." I wasn't even sure what I was asking for.

Annabeth laughed. "Already begging, baby?" She pouted mockingly at me. "Poor thing."

"She got worked up just being dressed up, isn't that right, little one?" Percy knelt down and stroked my cheek. I felt my face grow hot, embarrassed that he was right.

Another slap on my thigh. "He asked you a question, princess, answer him."

The nicknames were getting to my head. I couldn't bring myself to give a real answer, just able to nod my head. Percy frowned slightly. "That's not an answer, little one."

Annabeth leaned down from where she was kneeling over me, hands planted either side of my arms. "Well, princess, if you won't use your words, I'll give your mouth something to do." She gestured for Percy to help her up.

Standing by the bed, she looked up at our boyfriend. "Darling, would you be so kind as to help me out of these?" She snapped the waistband of her panties.

Percy kissed her nose. "Of course, my love." He knelt down again, hooking his fingers under the material and dragging it down her legs. His hands slipped behind her thighs and he pressed kisses down her stomach, leading down until his tongue just touched her clit.

Twisting her fingers in his hair, Annabeth caught her breath as he licked a stripe up her pussy, burying his face between her legs.

I tried my best to stop looking, but the sight was intoxicating, seeing my usually perfectly in-control Mistress lose her composure just a little under the careful ministrations of my Master.

Tugging him away, she guided him back into a kiss, both of them moaning as she tasted herself on Percy's lips. "Couldn't help yourself, huh?" She breathed.

Percy grinned. "Not my fault, you're divine. Plus," he reached his fingers down to trail lightly over my clothed pussy, coming away shiny. "-I couldn't resist teasing our baby, she's already so wet."

Annabeth locked eyes with me, and took Percy's fingers in her mouth. She pulled them out with a 'pop'. "Delicious."

Moving back on top of me, she shifted further up my body until her legs were either side of my shoulders and her pussy was hovering just above my face. "Now, princess, you saw what your Master did, now it's your turn."

I nodded eagerly, and Annabeth lowered herself until I could finally taste her. Percy moved between my own legs, hands smoothing across my thighs.

Shaky breaths and moans were elicited from Annabeth's lips as I did my best to eat her out. I couldn't use my hands despite my vigorous pulling on the ropes but I was determined to make her come, I had to make my Mistress proud of me. I chilled my tongue and lips so they were just cold enough to provide a stark contrast to her body heat.

I tongued her clit and bit at her thighs and her moans got louder and higher as Percy moved his hands from my thighs to her chest, pressing kisses to her neck and thumbing her nipples over the gorgeous bra she was wearing.

Annabeth's head was thrown back as she came on my face with a long groan. "Fuck, good girl, such a good little slut for me," she reached down and stroked my hair. Percy helped her off me, steadying her shaky legs.

I grinned. "Did I make you proud, Mistress?" I licked my lips. "You tasted so good."

She smiled back, but tapped my stomach in reproach. "Watch yourself, babygirl, but yes, you made me proud."

Percy settled her on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair from one shoulder and scattering kisses across her skin. "Our little one deserves a reward, don't you think 'Beth?"

He recieved a nod. "You have something in mind?"

"Depends," he looked back at me, but directed his words at Annabeth. "Are you good to touch? Or do you want to watch?"

My heart melted at his checking on her wellbeing, and I saw her eyes soften too. "I'll watch, I trust you to look after her."

There was a swell of pride at the idea that I'd worn out my tough Mistress with just my mouth and a little help from Percy, and I was almost tempted to tease her about it. The promise of a reward, however, was too good to jeopardise, and I remained quiet.

Percy nodded, and stood up to untie me from the headboard, keeping my wrists bound. "Come on darlin', sit up for me, that's it."

My arms ached slightly from being above my head for so long, but I sat up with his help, my arms now resting together in front. Annabeth turned my head towards hers while Percy stripped. "You doing okay?" I nodded, but she shook her head. "I need your words, baby. I need you to tell us if you want to stop."

I swallowed, forcing myself to focus. "Yes Mistress, I'm fine, I promise, I don't want to stop."

"That's better, my obedient little girl." She let go of my jaw as Percy sat back down. "Now, be good for your Master."

My Master shifted back and pulled me between his legs so I was leaning back against his chest. His voice sent shivers down my spine as he tapped my hips. "Open up, little one."

I spread my legs and the tip of his finger traced a pattern over my panties, the other arm hooking round my waist. I took a deep breath, knowing that if I pushed my hips forward he'd stop. The material was soaked, and he chuckled lowly in my ear. "Aww, you're so wet, princess, did you like tasting your Mistress?"

"Yes, Master," I breathed, and he rewarded my words by pressing more firmly against my clothed pussy. I made a noise of pleasure in the back of my throat and felt him grin against my neck.

"More, babygirl?"

"Yes, Master."

He tutted, and pulled his hand away slightly. Annabeth wove her hand through my hair and pulled, dragging my head to look at her. "Manners, slut. Be polite."

"I'm sorry Mistress!" I gasped, and tried again. "Please, Master, more."

Percy smoothed his hand up my thigh, across my stomach and under the fabric of my panties. "Good girl, thank you for asking nicely."

He slid two fingers over my pussy, finally, finally touching me properly. Teasing my entrance, he dragged whimpers and moans from my lungs. "My sensitive little one, we really messed with you, huh?"

"Fuck, yes Master, you and Mistress teased me so much."

My head was roughly pulled to Annabeth again, and she slapped my thigh hard enough to leave a mark. "You ask permission to swear, pathetic brat. You're lucky Master is in control of your pleasure, I wouldn't be so nice."

"We really worked her up, 'Beth, it's not her fault," Percy pressed kisses against my neck, fingers dancing under my panties. "As long as she remembers the rules from now on, I'll keep going. That's fair, right, little one?"

"Yes Master," I moaned. "I'll be good, I promise."

"I know baby, such a good girl." Percy pushed his fingers deep into me and I cried out, the intrustion catching me by surprise. He laughed, muffled by my neck. "Oh darling, this is only the start, you already sound like you're on the edge."

I steadied my breathing, trying to calm down even with his long fingers pumping inside me. I was so worked up, it wouldn't take long for me to cum. "How long do you want me to last, Mistress?"

Annabeth considered. "Two minutes. Two minutes, Perce, and then you can continue." Percy nodded, and moved my hips so I had to stand. He dragged my panties down my legs, and handed them to Annabeth.

"If she swears again- you won't without permission, I know sweetheart- then please put these in her mouth."

That was enough to make me consider swearing again, it was so tempting to push Annabeth further, to see what she'd do and what names she'd call me; but I desperately wanted to be good for my Mistress and Master.

Percy's hands were straight back on me, fast and hard, and I threw my head back on his shoulder. My legs were threatening to close at the sensitivity, but Annabeth slid to the floor and in between our legs. She placed her hands on the inside of my knees and hooked them over Percy's legs. "Isn't that better, baby? Your slutty pussy open for me and your Master?"

I whined at the back of my throat, face red but I was in too deep to be properly embarrassed. The two minutes seemed to last hours while I desperately fought off the tightening feeling in my lower stomach, until Annabeth nodded at Percy. He gently bit at my shoulder and thumbed at my clit. "It's okay, babygirl, you can come."

That was all the permission I needed. My back arched against Percy's chest, and under Annabeth's piercing grey gaze I came hard on his fingers.

"That's my girl, you did so well for me, I'm so proud of you, little one."

"Good little slut, coming on your Master's fingers, so submissive you'll do anything we tell you, how pathetic."

My head was muddy with praise and degradation, high off the aftershocks and pleasure.

Percy's hands gently squeezed my waist. "You done? Or do you want to keep going?"

I turned back to meet his eyes, grinding my hips back against his bare cock. "Please, Master, I want to keep going." I used my bound wrists to push out my chest, trying my best to tease them both. "I want you to fuck me." Immediately I froze- I'd sworn without permission.

Percy shuddered, and turned to Annabeth. "She was doing so well."

Annabeth's evil grin pinned me in place. "Our baby just couldn't keep her filthy mouth shut, and she couldn't keep her slutty body under control." She stood, dangling my still-damp panties from her finger. "That's two punishments due now, one for the mouth-" She shoved the fabric into my mouth. "-and one for the whorish actions." She grabbed my tits, roughly squeezing them. "Have I missed anything, Percy?"

Every action was electric, and I shivered as Percy pushed me to stand. "I think I know the perfect punishment." He spun me round, and guided my legs over the top of his thighs. His green eyes dark, but still soft. "I want you to sit on my cock, can you do that, sweetheart?"

I nodded slowly, and Annabeth reached under me to apply a condom and hold his cock steady as I lowered myself. The moan I let out was long and dirty, Percy biting his lip hard at the sound and the feeling. My chest pressed against his, and I squeezed my eyes shut at the friction.

Annabeth's voice was in my ear. "Say thank you to your Master for letting you have his cock." I looked at her confused, still with material in my mouth. "You heard me," she grinned wickedly.

My cheeks burned, and out came a muffled sound that could have been 'thank you Master' if I didn't have a pair of panties in my mouth.

Percy smiled, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "You're welcome, little one, well done for doing as your Mistress says." He winked at Annabeth. "Can you do one more thing for us, love? You now have permission to swear."

I nodded- I'd do anything to get them to stop teasing me.

My Mistress' hum went straight to my pussy. "Beg him to fuck you, pretty girl."

Oh fuck. When the two of them teamed up to humiliate me, there was nothing else to do...

...but obey.

The panties still between my teeth, I tried my best to do what they said. "Please Master, please fuck me, I'll be so good, I promise, please Mistress, let me be fucked, I want it so bad, please!"

Of course, all that came out was deperate whimpering and tears pricking at my eyes. Percy tried to hide his smile, but Annabeth laughed.

"Oh, you're so pathetic, trying so hard just to be fucked," she reached round to play with my tits, grinning at the noises she got in return. "Okay Percy, you think she's earned it?"

"Of course she has, she's been so good for us, 'Beth." Percy stroked my side. "The panties stay in, but I think she's earned it."

My muffled thanks were cut off by Percy lifting me up and throwing me on the bed, front first. My tied arms were useless, so I landed with my face and chest meeting the covers. Percy grabbed my hips, pulling my ass back and in one fluid motion he seated his cock back inside.

I choked on my scream as he began pistoning his hips into me, fingers digging into my skin hard enough to leave light bruises. The tightness of my lower stomach became more intense with each thrust, and through my makeshift gag I tried to communicate that I wouldn't last long.

Luckily Percy seemed to be of the same mind. "Babygirl, I'm gonna come, you want me to come? Gonna be a good girl and make me come?"

Annabeth's steady stream of praise to both me and Percy pushed us over the edge. Percy spilled into the condom, continuing to fuck into me as I came after him, riding out both our orgasms.

He pulled out with a low whine, and I collapsed onto the bed. Percy removed and tied off the condom, and Annabeth rolled me onto my back, removing the panties from my mouth.

With gentle touches, she began undoing her beautiful knotwork that bound my wrists, kissing the marks left behind by the rope. When the rope was tossed aside, to be dealt with later, she smiled at the grabby hands I made for her.

"Hey there honey, you okay? We didn't go too hard on you?"

I shook my head. Annabeth's dom aftercare was very much based around reassuring her that she didn't hurt anyone that didn't want to be hurt, that she'd done a good job, and that she was allowed to take care of her submissives, whether that was just me, Percy or both of us.

"I'm good, Annie," I kissed her cheek. "A little foggy, but that's all."

Percy returned, having fetched bottles of water from somewhere. The two of them helped me sit up, and encouraged me to drink at least a third of the water. Percy's dom aftercare was very much food based, and I had no doubt that within half an hour of us getting out the shower he'd be cooking up waffles or homemade fries or something.

Annabeth smoothed a little lotion on where she'd slapped my leg earlier. "Do you need anything?"

"A shower would be great, but I'll be in need of assistance," I giggled, gesturing to my shaky legs.

They nodded, and Annabeth slung my arm over her shoulders while Percy made his way to the bathroom. "Come on then, let's get you cleaned up."

I nuzzled her neck. "I love you two, you know that?"

I felt her smile. "We love you too, now come on, you're not falling asleep on me."

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i did have to do some figuring out with the positions on my own bed lol but i very much hope you enjoyed! thank you for the request!

side note i need to break up writing with moving round my room, my whole body hates me lol

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sugrbugz · 3 years

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𝙰𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 ~ 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘 𝚃𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚞 ♥︎

a business man kuroo x femboy!male reader concept!

TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS <3

ok females calm down i know everyone’s horny for kuroo, which is why i’ll be posting a female version of this too! i’m just a male who is indeed horny for kuroo soooo….i see u men

CW: heavy degradation..like HEAVY, oral, anal, pet play, bdsm, a little bit of somno (literally just touches your ass while ur sleeping that’s it), face fucking, dycraphilia, lotsa swearing hehe, hate fucking essentially.

was it his fault? not entirely. kuroo had been at the end of his rope before he even walked in the front door. having to deal with corporate executives who thought they were actually useful all day was a chore in itself.

kuroo loved his job, loved his company, loved the money even, but most importantly he loved you. he loved everything about you. he loved how you’d come running down the large staircase when he came home, ready to receive a plethora of hugs and kisses from you. you were the only part of today he was looking forward to.

so when he came home to an empty house, not one with the sounds of your music or your feet rushing down the hall to greet him. he was honestly disappointed. “baby?” he called out loud enough, looking around the main floor a bit before going upstairs. now the sight before him made his heart squeeze, you curled up in the blankets of the bed with your head buried into his pillow? he wanted to cry.

that’s when he noticed it, your clothes. kuroo is as bisexual as it gets, he’s quite literally the poster child. however, in your mlm relationship it was very apparent the type of boys he was into, femboys. with a slight gulp he pulled the blanket back just a bit, careful not to wake you. the large pink night shirt that cling to your body with the literal pair of panties nearly made him pass out.

“even when you’re sleeping you aim to please me..” he mumbled running his fingers down your back before cupping your ass cheek with one hand. no movement from you yet. you two had talks about kinks before, it wasn’t uncharted territory and sure enough he remembered what he was doing right now was okay, you’d given him consent multiple times to do it but even then he still wanted fresh consent. maybe you fell asleep because you weren’t feeling good or were having a bad day and needed to sleep it off.

he lightly shook you, “hun..” he whispered leaning down to kiss your cheek softly. smiling when you whined softly. “you okay babe..? anything wrong?” he asked softly. you opened one eye, making him smile wide. “mhm…’m okay” you mumbled sitting up slightly, your shirt falling off your shoulder slightly. “that’s good..now…i have a favour to ask, kitten”

after the petname you knew what that favour was going to be. “anything for you.” you smiled softly, shifting your position so you were sitting on your knees in front of him. you knew what came next and so did he.

“sucha good boy” he praised softly, hands finding the collar around your throat. “you didn’t take it off since last night? that’s cute..maybe i’ll get you something similar that you can wear in public?” he hummed.

you knew better than to speak unless he was genuinely asking you a question but you still gave him a gently nod to show your interest.

“what a good pet…to be completely honest with you, i’ve had a terrible fucking day. you know how i get when i’m not having a good day don’t you angel?” he asked, a hint of cockiness to his tone.

“i’ll be back. by the time i am you know what i expect to see.” with that he kissed your forehead and left the room. you didn’t want to test him today, sometimes you’d be a brat but today was not that day.

you quickly stripped down, clothes folded neatly placed on the side table so they were accessible for aftercare. your hands found your lap, pressing your hands in between your legs to hide the inevitable boned that came with him using you like he wanted to. surely he wouldn’t know if you gave yourself a little attention right? it was just so hard to stop yourself..it would feel too good.

snaking one hand down you grab onto your own length, gently stroking it. you shiver a bit at the feeling, both your cold hand and the sexiness of know that if you’re caught kuroo would make your life a living hell for a couple of hours, was thrilling.

when you and kuroo started getting into bdsm he put rules in place, ones that you needed to follow in the bed and even in regular life. one of the big ones? always ask your master permission to play. it was almost like you could hear him saying it back in your head, the guilt was starting to set in but it was just too late. right as you went to stop your movements, the door opened again, leaving you and kuroo in a very long intense gaze.

“well..what do we have here love? is my good boy breaking the rules?” he simply walked over, tossing the lube among other things he brought to the side chair near the bed. “n-no i didn’t do anything!” you whined in protest.

kuroo slowly leaned down, hand gently cupping your face, “i don’t fucking believe you.” he whispered before bringing the hand on your cheek back a bit to give it a smack then quickly taking the stinging skin back in his hand. “one thing i hate more than a whore who doesn’t fucking listen is a liar.” he spits.

he could quite literally get off on the shocked expression on your face currently, “now let’s try this again. did you break a rule?” he asked, eyes literally begging you to try and lie again. “yes master..” you sighed in defeat, you knew the punishment would be bad.

“do you know what happens to naughty boys that don’t listen and lie? do you kitten?” he let go of your face now, walking over to some of the things he brought up to the room. “they get punished” you replied quickly, not wanting to give him any other reason to punish you harder. “they do…you’re so smart baby..” he came back over, shoving you flat down on your back before using a flogger over your pretty pink tip.

“if only you weren’t a needy dumb slut.” he laughed striking again. you were left there to just wiggle and take it, whines and gasps leaving your mouth like a gospel. “i just wanted to come home and have a good time with my pretty kitty..and of course your stupid cock had to ruin it.” he sighed, peering down at you slightly just to see if you were still okay but judging by your face you loved it.

“i can’t wait any fucking more. get on your hands and knees, and you better arch that fucking back” he grumbled leaning over to grab the lube. this is how you knew kuroo was stressed or upset. even if he was punishing you he always took his time giving you what you wanted but now it was straight to the point.

“god look at that beautiful ass..too bad it’s attached to a cumdump like you, it’s going to be fucking tortured today i promise you that much boy.” he hissed giving it a rough slap. you flinch forward from the sting, a loud whine leaving your mouth. that only makes him do it again, harder this time. so hard it’s already formed a raised little imprint of his hand.

with every smack you jolt forward causing your cock to rut against the blankets, there was just so many sensations at once that you couldn’t help it when you came untouched, load seeping out onto the bed.

you’re fucked.

“did you just fucking cum?” he laughs loudly, one more extremely hard slap coming down, basking in the way you scream and whine about being sensitive. “you’re fucking pathetic. is that all you need? the bare fucking minimum?” he cussed at you. “you better fucking apologize” he grunts out.

“i-i’m so sorry! ‘m sorry master i-i didn’t mean too! it just feels soo good!” you practically sobbed, babbling like an idiot about how much you love him and that you’ll do better. he loved breaking you like this but he knew it was also emotionally taxing. “what do i always tell you baby?” his voice was a bit softer now, wiping a stray tear that did slip from your eye.

“t-this is just for fun..you don’t mean anything you say” you sniffled looking up at him with those cute little eyes of yours. “that’s right. good boy” he praised, “colour??” he asked immediately after. “green” you smile giving him a little thumbs up.

with your confirmation kuroo quickly grabbed you by the small amount of hair you had, pressing your face against the tent in his pants. “good..then it’s only fair i get to cum too yeah?” he smirked, stroking your hair gently.

“yes sir you do..i promise i’ll do good for you!” you ramble quickly, tiny hands working on his dress pants buttons. he watched you with hooded lids, just admiring how quickly you were trying to please him. “maybe your punishment will end if you’re good enough, but remember kitty it won’t be easy” he smirked knowing exactly what he was going to do.

you didn’t reply, just gave him a tiny nod. if you had to work for it then you would. you pull his cock out of his pants, kitten licking at the top a few times before licking a long strip from his balls all the way back up to the tip. to say you had a oral fixation, especially when it came to kuroos cock, was an understatement.

“that’s it…g-good boy-fuck” he praised, hands roughly gripping at your hair. holding you in place when you tried to take most of his length into your mouth, what didn’t fit your hands fumbled with. however kuroo was determined to make it fit.

kuroo roughly pulled your head down onto him, basking in the sound of you choking and gagging on his cock, “awh what’s the matter? bit off more than you can chew??” he smirked fucking your face with aggression, hips snapping up flush against your cheeks.

the tears that rolled down your cheeks made him unbelievably horny that he couldn’t stop himself, grunts and moans leaving him mouth while he used yours as a person fuck toy. you knew he was close when his perfect rhythm faltered a little and his grip on you was even tighter. to show him just how bad you wanted it, your hands found his balls, rolling and playing with them.

“goddd~you want this l-load so bad huh? hm? nggh! fuckk! you want it? yeah? fucking taking it stupid slut.” he sounded so unbelievably hot you can’t even help the bit of precum now leaking from your sensitive tip. soon after his statements you felt a warm sensation flooding down your throat, almost choking and coughing slightly since there was so much.

kuroo was still letting out loud moans of exctasy, ending with a soft hum he pulled his cock out of your mouth. the second you were freed you let out a gasp for air and a little bit of a cough but kuroo didn’t care. he grabbed your chin, opening your mouth with his other hand to make sure not even a drop of his cum went to waste. “good kitty..you took my cock so well…maybe you do need a reward?” he hummed, laughing deeply when you nodded quickly.

“face down ass up pretty boy.” he stated, having no problem jerking his still sensitive cock back up into a full erection. you did exactly as he asked before feeling a cold piece of metal against your back, you knew it well. the lead that attached to your collar. after it was clicked into place there were a few kisses up your back before you heard his raspy breath in your ear, “if you cum again without my permission this ass is going to be so fucking bruised and sore you won’t be sitting for months.” he whispered softly before biting the tip of your ear.

your breath caught in your throat but you nodded quickly, “yes sir..i’ll be so good i just really need to feel you..” you whine out, having to force your hips not to rut against the bed. “it’s cute when you’re so unbelievably pathetic for me” he smirked before gently rubbing the tip of his cock against your hole. “you’re clenching around nothing..so pretty..”

you choked out a tiny sob from just how needy you were, he always did this. he liked to break you down before even touching you, you loved it. “a stupid whore” he laughed loudly before giving you another harsh smack. with that he lubed his cock up, groaning a bit from how it felt.

with that he pushed inside, moaning when he bottomed out. he had this plan where he was going to make you cockwarm him for a bit just to tease you but the second he thought about all the stupid shit he had to deal with today? his hips snapped up and aggressively into you making you scream out but he wasn’t listening.

he was stuck in his own head, mentally cussing out everyone he worked with as he fucked all his anger out into his pretty kitty. “a-ah! da-mm! daaddyy!” you whine out nearly snapping him back to reality fully. “what? can’t handle it? is it too much for you?” he spat quickly, his pace not letting up. “everyone’s-nn-fuckin’ disappointing me today! i’m not taking it from you kitten.” he seethed, basking in the sound the bed made as it smacked off the wall.

“daddy! fuckk! ‘s soo goodd” he listened to the way you moaned out, his cock twitching so hard inside you that you could feel it. “yeah? you like it when i fuck your stupid boy pussy” he grinned knowing the way that made your heart skip a beat. “come on then, prove it. show me how much you love this fucking cock, stupid bitch” he smirked smacking your seriously irritated ass cheeks.

that sparked something inside of you, your hips throwing themselves back onto his cock. your moans so loud for him it sounded like screams. “p-please!” you managed to scream out between the loud babbling that left your mouth. “please what kitty?” he grunted, doing his best to focus on you and the squeezing your ass that was practically trying to milk him.

“plea-hhng! please c-cum daddy please!” you screamed, thank fuck he didn’t have neighbours. he smirked and shoved you down so your head was pressed again the mattress, holding your head there he let out a loud fucking moan before completely stilling. you could feel it shooting out in ropes, it felt so good that you came instantly and once again untouched.

“hmm that was cute~” he hummed almost immediately back to his normal self. “colour my love?” he asked gently rubbing your back, wondering if there was possibility to go again. “red” you murmur making him nod before slowly slipping out of you. “are you hurt? was it too much?” he pouted softly, gently rolling you onto your back to keep eye contact with you.

when you couldn’t reply he gently scooped you up and carried you into the bathroom, “it’s okay baby..kuroos got ya’”

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cattordi · 3 years

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bye bye

a/n: bye bye american pie. BLACK WIDOW SPOILERS KINDA: the beginning credits had me sobbing. NOT SPOILERS: and i feel like 40’s chris had a dom side or maybe a sub side A FUCKING SWITCH.

summary steve is about to be shipped off and never told you about it….

pairing 40’s!steve rogers x 40’s!reader

warning smut 18+ minors dni, oral (f receiving) light breeding kink, arguing, fluff, no protection(wrap it before u tap it.) angst, language, squirting, orgasm denial/control blah blah etc. (i think that’s it.) not proofread duh

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“how’s my favorite girl doing?” steve says as he wanders into his room where you had been sitting waiting for him to get home. “when the hell were you gonna tell me steve?” you ask and your voice breaks.

he turns to look at you and immediately sees the ripped up deployment envelope on his bed, in front of you. “y/n.” he begins but you cut him off.

“no, when the hell were you gonna tell me? or was i never going to know? steve, i can’t believe you. this is the lowest of low.” you say and he stares at you in disbelief. you stand up and walk towards the wardrobe with your clothes in them but steve grabs your arms and jerks you to look at him.

“if you would listen for a goddamn minute, you’d know i was gonna tell you today. why’d you even open my mail anyways? he says and raises his voice slights.

“you were gonna tell me the day before you fucking left! and you ask me why i opened your mail? what kind of question?” you yell and once again steve stares at you in disbelief. “i’m leaving. have fun wherever the hell you’re going with peggy fucking carter. and i opened your mail because your name wasn’t on it and i was never informed that you were going anywhere.”

as soon as steve hears peggys names, a flip switches. “you’ve never been jealous before! what happened now?” he yells and you immediately turn around screaming at him.

“because you give her more attention than me and ive been with you before you became captain fucking america! i understand you were gonna get shipped off sooner of later but you didn’t tell me. don’t turn this on me!” you yell and steve grabs you by the face, roughly. “don’t talk to me like that ever again or i swear you won’t be able to walk again. and i don’t give her attention y/n. i’ve been avoiding her and refusing to be around her for the past month for you. literally rejecting her because i wanna be with a you.” he begins and you gasp slightly.

“even though this past month you’ve been so bratty and responsive. i didn’t wanna tell you because no matter what, i’d have too leave you and i don’t fucking want that. now stop acting like a brat strip, and get on the damn bed. and for this one time can you not say something back because you’re already in for it.”

you huff a bit when he lets your face go, but begin to unbutton your dress, slowly. steve watches you intently, “if you go any slower i’m gonna be shipped off. you’re all bark no bite.” he growls and you speed up. shagging your dress off and pulling your panties to the side.

you didn’t even notice that steve’s shirt had been discarded somewhere within his room. he pushes you onto you back, while pulling your legs open. you feel your arousal slide down your leg and chris notices quickly, “i haven’t even touched you. don’t cum. and i wanna hear you screaming and apologizing for yelling at me until i let you cum.”

you squeak out a “okay.” before steve dives in between your legs. just his hot breath on your heat makes you moan. his tongue rolls around your clit forcing you to buck your hips for more. “i’m sorry steve.” you mumble but can barely get the words out.

soon, your moans fill the room and you forget that he wants you to apologize. “i’m- im sorry. can i cum? can i cum please?” you yell and you’re pretty sure through the thin walls, steves neighbor can hear. he slips two fingers into you and continuously graze your g-spot.

his tongue flips through your folds like a book, and over your clit even more making your orgasm hard to contain. “i’m sorry steve. please let me cum. i can’t. i’m so sorry.” you gasp out and can feel steve grin in satisfaction. “i won’t yell at you again. just please let me cum!” you yell and the three letter word sends you over the edge.

“cum.” and you do. your orgasm comes so hard you don’t even realize you squirted on steve’s bare chest. “fuck” he cursed out and you slowly open your eyes. your jaw drops and a string of apologies fly out your mouth. “shut up… that was the most attractive thing i’ve ever seen.” he says and he looks so fucked out of his mind.

in one swift move, he flips you onto your back. and you can hear his belt jingling. once his belt is off and his pants are discarded, he pulls you up to his chest. “be a good girl.” he mumbles and before you can respond his whole length is shoved into you. a gasp and moan rip through you at the same time.

he pushes you back down, not forgetting to pull your hair so your back is arched though. “y/n, you feel so good around me. God-“ he moans out and even though you didn’t think you could get more turned on you did.

the sounds of skin slapping and mixed moans is music to both you and steve’s ears. “can i cum?” you ask in between moans. steve pulls you back up, hand flying to your clit. “cum. cum all over my dick and claim me.” he mumbles and another orgasm washes over you. a coil in the pit of your stomach snaps, which feels so good.

“you feel so good around me baby.” he whispers in your ear before gently kissing your neck. “i want you to cum again.” he mumbles but your second orgasm had already been building up.

you cum again, this time being better than the last. you squirt on steve’s dick and the moan he releases has you feral. “God, i’m gonna fill you up. have you full of my cum before i leave? maybe i’ll leave and come back with a baby?” he groans and you moan at his words.

his hip still a bit as they slow but they still snap into your ass hard. white ropes of cum filling your walls and you can feel all of it. when he fill you up, he doesn’t pull out. pushing you onto the beed, he mutters“keep it in.” and it sounds like a warning. he pulls out slowly, noticing how swollen your pussy is.

“you’re so perfect.” he says and rubs his finger over your clit. you jolt away and he pouts, “too much? are you too sensitive?” he whispers and you roll onto your back while nodding.

he grabs a blanket and drapes it over your shoulders. before pulling you into his lap. “i’m sorry for yelling. i should’ve told you sooner but i just didn’t wanna because i don’t wanna leave you.” he whispers and kisses the top of your head.

“it’s okay. i overreacted so much, im just scared you’re not gonna come back. i need you.”

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hotwings0203 · 3 years

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GOD I JUST READ UR BAKUGOU FIGHTER ONESHOT AND LAKSLAKSSKKAKAA

im in love, its soooo good😭😭😭😭 and i just wanted to ask, maybe if there is a possibility of u writing the second part w smut!👉🏼👈🏼 🥺

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JUST FOR YOU, I SHALL INDULGE!!👆🏽

Pt.1

Tw:noncon, implied death

He was inside you.

He was grunting.

You were the mortar, he was the pestle.

“Fuck,” he pants inside your mouth. “You get turned on this much by watching dweebs like him get slaughtered out there?”

You sob and try futilely to once again lift his weight off of your pinned body, but he merely slaps your bouncing tits.

“Stay still. Don’t fucking move unless you want me to bruise your cervix. But you’d like that, wouldn’t you, you little masochist? Isn’t that why you didn’t try as hard to push your boy toy out of the rink, huh? ‘Cause a slut like you gets off on watching a man like me show everyone whose boss?”

You cry out muffled against his palm after he gives a particularly rabid thrust, making sure to grind his tip against the sides of your gooey walls.

In a moment of savage triumph, Bakugo lets his slobbery tongue lather itself all over your cheeks. He tastes the tears that collect at the sides of your mouth, he tastes the sweat that gathers on your forehead and he swears it tastes like heaven itself.

He pulls back while continuing to pound you into the mattress, and he takes a good long look at you mere inches away from your face.

You’re a mess. Your eyes are rolling to the back of their sockets while your hair is strewn across the pillows, your hands pinned behind your back in an uncomfortable twist from his meaty hands.

He looks rabid almost. His eyes are everywhere, on your red eyes, on your bouncing tits, on the connection from his body to yours.

Your mouth forms an ‘O’ against his sweaty palm, consistently kept open from your moans and pained whimpers.

It’s true that he’s good with his dick, unfortunately all that talk wasn’t just for show. He had something to prove to you, and prove he did.

Or, is currently doing.

“Answer me, slut. Did you like watching me send your little boyfriend to the hospital?”

He uncovers your mouth and permits you to take a wild gasping breath. The rhythm of his hips cease as he waits for you to gather yourself momentarily, but he doesn’t pull out. You are just a pretty cockwarmer for him right now, no need to think that you deserve any more mercy than he’s already giving you.

“‘D-didnt like it. ‘Wanna go home, lemme go, get off of me,” you sob and weakly pull your wrists out of his hold to push him, but with a mean laugh he flips you over so that your face is smushed agains the pillows and your ass is in the air.

He yanks your hair back and you shriek at the feeling of strands being ripped from your head. He pulls you back up until his mouth is right next to your ear and your spine is lined up with his chest.

“No? You didn’t like it baby?” He hisses mockingly in your ear, and roughly fondles a bruised tit.

“I didn’t like it when you were licking lips with him in front of me either, but I guess we can’t all get what we want…well maybe you can’t. I’ll take whatever the fuck I want from you though.” And with that he lets go of your head and lets you unceremoniously fall back onto the downy covers.

Bakugo grabs your hips and pull your ass back until it’s flush against his dick. He rubs the wet tip up and down your ass, and traces it down your slit, letting it press in a little further when in contact with your entrance.

He doesn’t push it in though. No, he goes lower and lower until the member in his hand parts your lips open and it brushes against your clit.

When it does, your body shudders and jerks at the sensation of his tip swirling in your juices around the little nub and prodding at the sensitive flesh. He thrusts slowly and lets the sensation build at your throbbing clit before pulling back abruptly.

You fist the sheets and try to ignore the way your legs shake. It’s humiliating, you know you can’t even shift to your side lest he props you back face down ass up like a fucking animal.

And he was treating you like one, too.

He panted like a dog when he let your juices drool and collect around his girth, and he clawed and teethed on your neck and tits as if he were some kind of mutt.

It scared you how badly he wanted you.

You feel a soft tapping against your clit and you unconsciously arch your back and mewl when the area buzzes with need.

It almost physically hurts the winding coil in your stomach to hold your hips back from chasing Bakugo’s dick as he pulls away, the fucker knowing that you wanted more no matter how terrified you were of him.

“Aww, what’s wrong kitty? No more bitchy attitude and claws? Don’t worry, I’ll soothe your other kitty pretty soon,” he snorts at his own unfunny joke.

You don’t laugh. In fact, you tremble with indignation and horror when he begins pushing back into you as if it were the only place for his cock to be.

“Fucking shit,” he hisses in pleasure as he slowly sheaths his entire length around your dripping cavern. “Maybe I’ll bring in his broken body and set him up on the chair right there-“ he pushes your head to the side so you can see the armchair he points to. You don’t really care about the stupid chair though, not really when you can feel yourself stretch painfully and ingest every vein that scrapes against your insides.

“I’ll take his broken wrists and snap ‘em back to their normal state just so I can break them again when I cuff him down. I’ll make you look at him right in his pathetic eyes when I’m balls deep inside your slutty cunt.”

You let out an embarrassingly loud moan when he pulls out just to grab onto your hips and slam your ass against his groin again. He watches as your cheeks clap around his dick and spreads your gooey substance around his thighs and stomach.

“Baku-“

Smack

“Katsuki!”

“The fuck did I say about calling me by my name? You want me to bring him out of the morgue and light his body up too? Didnt realize you hated him that much, fuckin’ whore.”

All of a sudden you feel a heavy weight leaning forward and draping itself on your back, suffocating you with feeling filled everywhere. Your sweaty bodies mash, fluids mixing as he grabs your hair like reigns and slaps his hips against yours. The mattress shakes with the force of his thrusts and you swear you can feel him poking through your stomach when he suddenly lets out a loud groan.

He doesn’t give you any kind of indication that he’s cum, you only feel hot ropes of his seed shoot into your poor, wounded pussy. It stings with the mixture of blood that seeps out of you, the clash making an almost cute pink color coming out of your hole.

Bakugo unravels his hands from your hair and peels himself off of you, but when you try to shakily follow pursuit he leans an elbow into your spine, successfully making you squeal in pain and flop back onto the bed.

“Stay down. Teasing sluts like you don’t deserve to move off their natural habitat.” He sneers and uses a thumb to pull your asscheeks apart, inspecting his cum.

He whistles and lightly slaps one cheek, passing the view off as satisfactory.

“Please,” you rasp, opening one bleary eye to watch him pull a shirt on. “Please just tell me if you got him help.”

Katsuki smiles and lights a blunt. He takes a long drag and peers at your wrecked body.

“You didn’t hear what I said earlier?”

Your heart seizes and you slowly pull your head up from the pillow, eyes as wide as the moon.

“Who says he’s even alive?”

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siriusmydeer · 3 years

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ron weasley smut alphabet

ron weasley x fem!reader

warnings: um this is all smut

a/n: i started at 4:45pm let’s see how long it takes. *update: it is now 10:20pm, my god*

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

he takes a bath with you, with small kisses. then after when you’re done he gets snacks for the both of you. you lay your head on his chest as he praises you.

“up, up darling.” he coerces you from your laying position on his four poster bed. “m’gonna make you feel all nice and clean, yeah?”

the you most you could give him was a small nod, all fucked out from previous rounds, hours prior. your body covered in splotches of red and purple. your hair all messy and your whole body flushed with a sheer layer of sweat.

he dips both of your bodies into the bath, cleaning up your body. “you’re so good f’me, dove.”

he continued to praise you as he dryed you off with a towel and dressed you in a pair of his navy boxer shorts and his freshly clean cotton-quidditch jersey.

he layed you on the clean sheets that had changed themselves due to his manipulation of magic. he rummaged around his trunk trying to find your favourite snacks and one of your favourite muggle films to put on.

“last i went to hogsmeade ‘ve got your favourites.” he mumbled grabbing the snacks sprawling them out at the foot of the bed crawling over to your worn figure and immediately curling your body into his side.

his hand found the root of your hair massaging his way down your hair playing with your tresses. “i love you, my darling.”

“so so good, all f’me.” he praised.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

UR MF BOOTY. ron is an ass man if u try and tell me differently bitch i’ll take u outside and tell u a lil SUM. yes ron appreciates your whole body, i mean molly raised him with a LIL respect but the thought of him just laying his head on your bum while your watching a movie and he’s just caressing it just makes his heart go 💞

“ronald, you know the point of watching a movie together is too actually view the movie together. not just smoosh your face into your girlfriends arse.” you said with faux-anger lacing your tone.

you were laying on your stomach in the room of requirement, the room giving you the ability to invision anything you like; a king sized bed with a plush white comforter and a massive tv fit to showcase any movie of your desire.

ron had some other priorities consisting of stripping off your sleep shorts and laying his cheek on your bum tracing the small stretch marks that glittered your sides. he thought you were utterly perfect and just appreciating and kissing your body was one immaculate way of showing it.

“m’simply just appreciating my beautiful girlfriend.” he teased, squeezing your bum. his eyebrows then furrowing. “and stop calling me ronald! merlin woman, you know how to drive a guy mad!”

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

whewwww the thiught of him cumming inside of your fertile velvet walls, the THOUGHT OF IT makes him hard. that man loves his creampies🙄

“m’gonna cum y/n.” he groaned, his calloused hands squeezing at your hips. your trembling fingers gripped at the sheets below you, arching your back more for him.

“s-sir, cum inside me, please.” you pleaded to the red head, moaning as he prodded at your cervix.

at your word, he let go; the ropes of his seed exploding inside of you, his vision starry and his body quivering. you whimpered at the feeling of him pull out of you; clenching around nothing and feeling desperate for his warmth again.

you felt his two dominant fingers push back inside of your clenching cunt, he spoke to you as he arched your back till your stomach hit the plush of the mattress.

“gotta keep you full of m’babies, understand?”

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

oh my god breeding kink, THE THOUGHT OF YOU FERTILE AND POSSIBLY GETTING PREGNANT IS LITERALLY HIS BIGGEST KINK LIKE ITS SO HOT TO HiM.

your back was arched against the plaid comforter covering the mattress below you, you moaned into the air coarse of tension and arousal as you let your release wash over your body.

the feeling of calmness and euphoria settled into your nerves as your orgasam came to an end, your boyfriend close behind.

soon enough you felt your rons cum shoot inside of your empty-feeling cunt, just waiting for him to breed you. he waited a moment before shoving his fingers inside of your stuffed pussy.

you whined at the feeling of overstimulation as his fingers got comfortable inside your clenching pussy. “aw baby y’gonna cry? better take my fingers like a good girl or m’gonna spank you.” he obeyed you as your trembling arm made its way to his arm, feeling pins and needles mixed with slight pleasure on your clit.

“you’re my cumdump, yeah? gotta make sure all m’babies stay in there. none go to waste.”

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

i feel like you taught him everything. i mean who else has he dated either it was lavender or nobody. so i feel like the both of you learned together and yk he got good FAST 💯

you were seated atop of his slack-clad thighs, slightly squirminn and circling your lace covered cunt over his clothed cock. you moved your lips towards his jugular, his adam’s apple bobbing at the feeling of your smooth lips dancing over the column of his neck.

“y/n.” he stated in hesitation, encasing his pale hands between your cheeks and bringing your face towards his.

“m’not sure.” he mumbled, deaf to your ears.

“what?” your tone lingered in the air confused at what he murmured, you lovingly carded your fingers into his bright red hair pulling at the strands.

you wanted him to feel comfortable in whatever he had to confess, so you waited patiently until he cleared his throat; a light crimson coating his cheeks as he diverted his eyes while he spoke to you.

“m’not sure- ‘ve never- never... y’know?” he said embarassed, his hands dropping from your face and into his lap. he looked in the direction of his lap as-well until your forefinger snuck under his freckled chin diverting his gaze into yours.

“no need to be embarrassed, love. we can- we can learn together?” you proposed to him, both of you quite inexperienced when it came to sexual instances.

“you’re sure?” he wanted to double check with you, before continuing both of your acts.

“positive.”

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

definitely riding or doggy. riding because he just adores watching you bounce on his cock AND he can grab your tits AND he can see your face AND he can watch your squirm; it’s like an all in one. and doggy bc he can push your face into the mattress and just watch your back arch perfectly. when he’s feeling particularly rough, he can just grip the root of your hair and pull to his hearts desire while smacking your ass. i’m mumbling now.

you were stat atop of the red heads cock as you feveroushly bounced close to your release, his hands darting towards your tits in a firm grip feeling your nipples harden in his palms.

his one hand drifting to your waist to encourage grinding movements while the other gripped the column of your throat feeling your smooth adam’s apple bob beneath his palm.

“you look angelic on top of me, angel.” he praised, following a groan as his cock twitched inside of you.

“daddy- please, can i cum? please let me cum.” you pleaded, almost out of breath from all of the movements you had been continuously making seated on top of him.

“go on darling— cum.” he started, taking a moment to groan as his own orgasam quickly approached him too. your body almost going limp, relying on his two hands gripping the sides of your waist to continue the grinding movements as his own seed shot inside your velvet walls. your moan high pitched as his low-groan in sync.

your body slipped off of his cock, and resting on top of his freckled pectorals attempting to catch your breath.

“my sweet girl, always so good f’me.”

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

i feel like he has his moments where he accidentally tickles you, or he might crack a joke or maybe an accidental head butt. other than that i feel like he’d be completely serious almost like he’s a diff person in bed.

he was moving at an unfathomable pace, his chuck buried into your cunt. the side of his face sunken into the column of your neck feeling his groans vibrate against your soft skin.

“fuck.” he groaned into you, as your arched your back into his clenched torso feeling his muscles rub against your bare skin. you released a moan in pleasure as his cock prodded at the beginning of your cervix.

his pace started to falter as he slurred into the shell of your ear, “want you to make a mess all over me, —my cumslut.”

he groaned again, as you released yourself all over his cock and throughly coating it.

you were drenched, this got him to his orgasam faster. “my messy little slut.”

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

question of the day: does the carpet match the drapes. i think yes. i think he’s shaven but not cleanly shaven like he doesn’t fully shave there’s still SOME hair there.

manz could not give less of a fuck if you just shave or if u havent shaven for a literal month he would fuck/go down on you at ANY time.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

at first i think he struggled because he didn’t really know how to make it special but his way of showing intimacy during the do is prasing you with small kisses and just very slow and passionate.

“beautiful, angel.” he murmured into the skin of your arched torso, moving his lips up as he continued with his praise and wet kisses.

“you’re so ethereal, my y/n. so beautifully layed out for me like this.” this time, he whispered into the skin of your breast bone suckling then leaving a small mark, before pressing a small kiss to it and moving up to to your throat.

“all to myself, my darling girl.” pressing small kisses under the shell of your ear.

“glowing like an angel.” this time the mumble of praise was against the skin of your inner thigh, sending a vibration into your skin.

“all mine. forever ‘n ever.”

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

either he does it to much or literally not at all. because he would much prefer your hands or mouth to his, he just feels like you know his body so much better.

“fuck— y/n.” he stuttered out with a groan. the sight of you on your knees for him, your hand wrapped around the girth of his cock and the other keeping yourself steady by holding his clenched thigh made his thoughts run wild.

“you’re so s-sexy— on your knees for me. just like that, fuck.” he moaned, head falling back jaw going slack in pleasure.

“knowing my weak spots so well.” he continued, precum leaking from his tip and his cock begging for a release.

you sped your pace, his prick spurting out his cum all over the hard would floor of his dormitory.

“ahh- fuck.” he groaned finishing his high.

“knowing my weak spots so utterly well, my darling. you deserve a reward, yeah?”

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

two words: size. kink.

that man has a literal FETISH at the fact he could throw you around at his will.

“would you look at that, dear?” his voice hoarse, and his eyes diverting to the bottom of your belly.

an imprint of his cock moving in and out of your pussy. his pupils blew with lust barely seeing his blue iris, grabbing both of your cheeks in his large hand moving your gaze to where he was erratically moving in and out of you.

he snatched your palm pressing it to yourself so you could feel him moving in and out of your cervix.

your back arched into him, a moan vibrations into his chest feeling so much full and so much smaller than his large body due to training from quidditch.

“it’s like ‘ve claimed you. all to myself.”

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

ronald billius weasley is a voyer at heart. so his favourite location would be the gryffindor common room couch right by the fire.

“shh— y’know i love your noises but if someone gets down here we’re going to be caught. understand?” his hand craining over your mouth and looking into your swirling irises making sure you understood.

both of his rings looped over your fingers as his fingers thrusted in and out of you. you bit your lip a slight vermillion covering the bottom of your lip and a metallic taste on the tip of your tongue as you tried to hold back your moans.

your eyes proceeding to roll back to your head and your own head falling back in his grasp as he brought you closer to your orgasam and still attempting to be quiet in the depths of the night, on the ruby couch.

the fire being the only light source, his hands easily finding their way to your cunt and hitting your g-spot with his fingers.

“ron— fuck!” your voice muffled by his hand still covering your mouth.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

when u touch him a specific way. ron isn’t an idiot and he can decipher when you’re innocently touching him and when your touching him that’s gonna lead to something else.

in the middle of the great hall, dinner time. ron normally would’ve been stuffing his face in delight; instead your hand was steadily gripping his upper thigh as he attempted to eat to distract his mind from the hard on growing from your touch.

“y/n.” he lowly growled in your direction. “yes?”you turned in his direction, seeing his crimson face. you bat your eyelashes at him feigning innocence.

he moved his face closer to yours, touching the shell of your ear with his slightly chapped lips.

“you better prepare that pretty pussy of yours to not walk for a month after i’m done with you, brat.”

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

during sex i feel like he wouldn’t want anyone else to see you, like you’re for his eyes only. like your his prized possession that he has all to himself and he definitely doesn’t wanna share, so i feel like he wouldn’t be into threesomes or anything.

“c’mon ickle ronniekins, you know they always say ‘sharing is caring.’ and i’m personally offended.” fred teased his little brother on his sex life with girlfriend after finding out ron had lost his virginity and wasn’t their “ickle ronniekins anymore”.

“oi, sharing is caring i mean if fred can then so can i.” george added, both the twins were simply just trying to rile ron up and get on his nerves.

they had no interest in having sex with his girlfriend but today they were feeling particularly annoying and wanted to see how far they could push him till he had a tantrum.

“but she did pick me and not you two sod’s, right?” ron quipped.

“so i don’t believe she’s particularly interested in any other person besides me, and i don’t share.”

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

ron would literally eat pussy everyday if he wanted to, and HE DOES. literally hours he could spend under your skirt it’s like HEAVEN TO HIM.

“sir! so sore, m’so sore.” you whimpered as he continued to swipe his tongue through your glistenening folds and around your cunt.

this has been your third time of the night cumming on his tongue, and he wouldn’t stop until you atleast did four.

your ankles were locked behind his head, both of his hands squeezing at the sides of your thighs; his rings and kneading of the flesh guaranteed to leave marks.

“m’gonna cum— please can i—“ you stuttered out trying to have atleast one coherent thought.

“go on angel, wanna feel you on my tongue.”

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

ron is fast but ron is passionate, i feel like if it was rough and fast it would just feel too rushed and he doesn’t want that so he has a fast pace but it’s also really passionate in the way he’s lovin u up.

“bunny— make me feel so good.” he crooned into your ear, feeling his breath on your neck.

he was thrusting in and out of you, well on your way to your third orgasam of the night. after switching positions and paces this one finally felt perfect.

one hand wrapped around your lower back and his other forearm knealt by the side of your face. your legs were locked around his lower back and your hands interlocked around his neck, previously scratching down his back feeling the muscles clench as your nails ran down; he was guaranteed to be teased when changing into his quidditch uniform tommorow.

his pace was fast moving quickly, but prasing your every move and showering your body in kisses.

he never deferred from making you feel any less than loved, even when being degraded or punished you knew he would shower you in praise and food. loving you in your most vulnerable state.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

i don’t think he really likes them? he doesn’t really hav enough time to do what he wants with you. like i don’t think he would want a quick fuck in a class room bc he was horny, he would just take you to his dorm for the rest of the day.

“so, so aroused you couldn’t even wait till after dinner.” you pouted at his standing figure, while you were seated on the bed spreading your legs for his use.

“and i’m the desperate slut, daddy? don’t you think that’s a bit hypocritical.” you whined at him, batting your eyelashes.

“bunny, you better watch your tone.” his slacks falling to the ground, “i’ll take you over my knee right now.”

“you gonna spank me?” whimpering, trying to push him limits.

“if you keep acting like a little brat, i will.” he said while approaching your spread body.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

as long as your comfortable with it, i feel like he would be okay with it. i mean it is your pleasure that matters most to him at the end of the day.

“and you’re sure?” he confirmed, holding the silk blindfold in between his trembling fingers. He was nervous about trying something where you couldn’t see what he was doing.

you nodded to him, looking into his blue irises full of certainty. “hundred percent. if something happens i’ll call safeword.” you assured him grabbing his hand bringing it towards your face.

“and that is?”

“red.”

“good, good.” he murmured the last word tying it around your eyes, ridding you of sight. you settled on your back against the plaid comforter hugging the mattress.

“ready?”

“ready.” you stated, feeling the cool sensation of ice glide against your stomach.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

ATLEAST FOUR. he plays quidditch. he’s sexy. he’s ron. HE can last ATLEAST four rounds.

“daddy— no more, s-so sore.” you begged as he hovered over you, his finger tips dancing on your clit. you hissed, at the feeling of pins and needles over your over sensitive cunt.

“but weren’t you begging earlier? you wanted to be a little brat and just wanted to be full? what happen to that messy girl?” he taunted, looking down at your sqriming body.

you whined as he continued to draw figure eights on your clit, already stimulating you to the point of another orgasam.

“mhm, daddy, fuck!” you whimpered, moans bubbling from your throat as you felt a burning sensation starting to tremble in your stomach

“daddy!”

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

i feel like when he is punishing you he would use a vibrator on you but tie you up and edge and overstimulate you till you learned your lesson. other than that i don’t think so because he likes teasing you himself rather than using something else.

the vibrations of a small device pressing directly on your small, overstimulated puffy, bundle of nerves and pushed out two orgasams of you already.

“daddy! no more— please! m’sorry, m’so so sorry!” you whined as your legs subconsciously shook and quivered in the grasp of the ropes around your body.

he turned up the speed, increasing your whimpers. “but, you my brat, were a bad girl. who gave you permission to flirt with harry like that?” he said completely turning off the device and waiting a few seconds before turning it up to maximum speed.

you jumped up at the reoccurring vibrations. “nobody, nobody! i jus’ wanted your attention, daddy! only you.” you slurred, your face burying into the mattress and your legs fought against your restraints.

“well all you had to do was ask, dove. now this is what happens when you’re bad.” he smirked at your figure turned away from him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

every opportunity he has, he teases. he likes to give and take away your pleasure any time he wants just because he can. and he loves seeing you squirm for him.

he had edged you five times, you were a brat, like always but you thought he atleast would’ve given into your whining and begs by now.

“sir! please, ‘ve been a good girl. i swear it!” you said frantically as your legs squirmed due to his manipulation.

“but good girls aren’t brats, are they?” he questioned to you, you looked at him on your forearms and your quivering legs in his grasp.

“but m’sorry, please sir!”

he thought for a moment, should he give in? but seeing you so vulnerable made him want to edge you longer just to see you beg for his touch.

“hmm, baby. no” he slurred through a hoarse tone, continuing to deny your orgasams.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

it’s mainly grunts and moans, with a bit of praise mixed with degrations.

“ahh fuck— angel.” he grunted, steadying a pace into your pussy. “my good little girl, letting me use her cunt.”

“aren’t you my pretty little cumdump?” his hand grasping the column of your throat making you look at him.

you nodded at him gasping as we squeezing and continued thrusting into him.

“daddy!” you gasped as he bumped your cervix with his cock that was begging for release.

he moaned at the name, continuing his praise mixed with degrations. “my messy little cumslut— isn’t what you are?” his tone firm as he grasped your cheek in his one hand making your lips in a pout.

“yes, daddy.”

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

he would take polaroids of you during sex.

“my pretty little pussy.” he murmured snapping a polaroid of his cum leaking out of you.

“such a messy girl.” he said while fanning out the picture and looking at your limp, worn-out and flush body.

“ron, make sure you put it with the other ones- fuck!” you breathed out to him until you felt his fingers dig into the the walls of your pussy.

“gotta make sure it all stays in there, dove.”

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

i’d give him like 7-8 hard? BUT HES THICK

your lips were hollowed around his girth, sucking and licking his tip in your mouth.

he moaned at the feeling of your glossy lips around his prick sucking to the base cock.

“fuck— angel. m’gonna—“ he slurred out in euphoria trying to manage a coherent sentence when all he could think about how beautiful you looked with your lips hollowed around his cock and tears mixed with mascara running down the apples of your cheeks.

you fastened your pace around his cock, his tip bumping against your reflex causing a small gag to erupt from your throat. you payed no mind to it continuing to breath from your nose until he shot his seed pouring down your throat.

“fuck me, y/n.”

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

i feel like it all depends on you? like he’s a horny teenage boy but nothing really gets him going like you do tbh. like if you ever did something sexy or something that could be innocent but has his mind running wild then yes but other than that it’s all on your sex drive.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

i feel like after the both of you are finished eating he kisses the top of your head and the both of you fall asleep together in eachothers arms.

“my beautiful angel. always doing so well f’me.” he murmured against your hair, gripping the remote with one hand switching off the movie as your eyelids began to slowly droop down. your eyelashes dusting against the apples of your cheeks; you were so fucked out, so vulnerable, so beautiful.

he pushed the rest of the snacks onto the floor, trying to be quiet and not disturb your peace. knowing that he, or rather you would pick up off the floor.

he settled himself on the pillows stroking your hair, his own eyes dropping down as his one hand rubbed your back and the other massaging the root of your hair.

“i love you, my sweets.” he whispered before falling asleep.

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twiceinadream · 3 years

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Twice React- S/O Makes Them Squirt

Requested: Yup

Request: Twices reaction to their s/o making them squirt

a/u: Hey, guys! Sorry I’ve been gone for so long I just couldn’t find the time in a day to write and I’m sorry that these are kinda all over the place it took two weeks to write and I finished like 4-5 of the members reactions today alone and it’s been a few months so I’m a little rusty on reacts. I also want to say thank you so much for 2.6k+ followers I can’t believe so many people actually like me. But, thank you all again, I love you all.

Category: NSFW and Fluff

Nayeon

“Oh my god.”

Nayeon gripped the bed sheets between her fingers tightly as your fingers continued pistoning in and out of her at a blinding pace. Her body shook with shocks of pure pleasure as you built her up to her third orgasm of the night, her euphoria a stone’s throw away as your fingers hooked into her frontal wall. You pressed into the spongy flesh making her scream as her nails dug into your shoulder, a surprised gasp leaving her lips as she felt liquid squirt from between her legs. Dripping down your fingers and arm as you looked up at her, “Huh, I knew I was good. But I didn’t know it was that good.”

Jeongyeon

“That’s new.”

Your girlfriend’s head was buried in your neck as you were both naked from the waist down, as she continued to grind down on your thigh. Her face a vibrant hue as she panted hotly into your ear, “Close.” You smirked as you flexed your thigh, the muscle bulging ever so slightly as it made contact with Jeongyeong’s clit, a surprised moan leaving her lips as she ground down harder. Her brain flooded with endorphins as her orgasm ripped through her, a splatter of wetness drenching your thigh as Jeong threw her head back letting out another high pitched whine before falling back into your arms. A surprised look painted your face as you stared at her in disbelief, “Are you okay?” Jeongyeon nodded sleepily, as she hummed into your shoulder, “Tired.” You snorted a little as you gently laid her back onto the bed, “I bet, just rest here.” You leaned down to kiss her forehead, “I’ll get you cleaned up.”

Momo

“That was hot.” (I also had to do a lot of [literal] weird ass research for this)

Momo was on her hands and knees as you eased a lubed finger in her back entrance, a low groan escaping her throat as you stretched her open. Making sure she was comfortable before lifting the string of beads, “Are you sure about this Momoring?” The Japanese girl nodded as you coated the toy in copious amounts of lube, “Okay, just tell me if you need to stop, okay?” Momo nodded again as you held the toy to her “back door”, her breath hitching as the first bead made its way into her practically virgin cavern. It took a while before you finally got the whole thing inside before picking up the remote next to you, you turned to the lowest setting sparking the beads to life as Momo moaned lowly enjoying the new feeling, “Doing okay?” Your girlfriend nodded shakily as you turned up the toy by two clicks, “Oh, god...yes.” You pressed down on the toy so it simultaneously hit her g-spot at the same time making Momo white knuckle the bed sheets, a loud moan reaching throughout the room as her body convulsed. Streams of her orgasm came shooting out as her body finally settled down, a light chuckle leaving Momo as you turned the toy off and made a move to take it out only to be stopped by your girlfriend, “You don’t want it out?” The dancer shook her head, “Leave it for now.” You chuckled as you came up to cuddle her, “Kinky.” Momo pushed you lightly, “Be quiet.”

Sana

“I didn’t know I could do that.”

Sana squirmed relentlessly under the vibrations of the Hitachi, it was placed squarely on her clit as you edged her closer and closer to her second orgasm. Bolts of pleasure shot up and down her spine as the Japanese girl clenched her teeth as she fought off an embarrassingly loud moan, her peak a few seconds away as you brought your mouth down to her breasts. You smirked before taking a hardened bud between your lips, placing a kiss on the areola as your teeth grazed the nipple ever so lightly. A hitched gasp sounded from above you as your girlfriend’s hand shot to your head, a stuttered moaning falling from her lips as her hips bucked into the toy. A rush of liquid squirting out onto your hand as Sana’s body rolled like a wave, running out her orgasm. When she finally settled back down you threw the toy to the side as you placed a kiss to her cheek, a blissful smile on her face, “Good?” Sana nodded as she curled into you, “So good.”

Jihyo

“What just happened?”

It had been a week since you had last let Jihyo cum and she was nearing the end of her rope. Your constant teasing didn’t help as she had to deal with whatever the female version of “blue balls'' was as you left her hanging for seven days straight. But as you looked at her in the lowlights of the restaurant you decided that she finally deserved her reward. She shot you a look as you picked up your phone, a devilish smile on your lips as you turned up the dial on the remote viabrator she was wearing. The brunette stifled a sudden moan as she glared at you from across the table, you cocked an eyebrow in faux concern, “Something the matter Jihyo-ah?” Your girlfriend resisted the urge to flick you off as she attempted to lift her spoon, “Not at all.” You shrugged, “Good. Cause I've been saying that you need to cum here or wait another week before we go out again.” Jihyo’s eyes widened as she understood what your words implied, you could see the apprehension in her eyes as you quickly added, “What’s your favorite color again?” The Korean girl glanced around the mostly empty restaurant, “Green.” You smiled as you turned the dial to its highest setting, her eyes fluttering closed as her grip on the spoon tightened. A week of pent up frustration about to be released in front of people as she suddenly felt a torrent of liquid rush out of her, her eyes flying open as you sensed what had happened. You cleared your throat as you turned off the toy, “You can borrow my jacket.”

Mina

“Wow.”

Mina stood knock-kneed in the kitchen as all plans of making dinner fell through the second you started playing with the setting of the egg vibrator you had placed inside of her earlier that evening. A scowl on her face as she held onto the countertop to prevent herself from collapsing under her weight, a sly smile on your face as you made your way towards her, “Need a little Minari.” Your girlfriend glared at you as she tried to stand up straighter only to have a surprised gasp fall from her mouth as you turned up the intensity, “Y/N, I ne...need to make din...dinner.” You shrugged, “Or, we can just skip to dessert?” Mina pursed her lips for a second before tackling you in a kiss, and before she knew it your head was between her thighs on the counter. The way your tongue suckled her clit made her squirm as it contrasted the coolness of the granite she was sitting on as you began playing with the settings again. The vibrations combined with the attention you were giving her with your tongue made the brunette let out a guttural moan as she suddenly felt like she began to pee, her body was wracked with jolts of pleasure as you felt your chin being drenched by her release. A bright blush covered Mina’s face as she saw what she had done, “Y/N I’m so sor…” before she could apologize you cut her off with a kiss, “No apologies, baby. That was hot.” Your girlfriend still hid her face with her hair, “You’re just saying that.” You shook your head as you placed a kiss to her cheek, “I’d never lie to you.”

Dahyun

“Geez.”

Dahyun’s body shook slightly as she laid back into the pillows, her fingers teasing her clit through the fabric of her panties as you sat at the end of the bed a small wet spot forming at the front of her underwear as you smirked, “Take your panties off and present yourself for me.” Your girlfriend blushed slightly but did as she was told, a small string of arousal was connected to the fabric as she threw over the side of the bed, pushing her knees up so she was spread out for you. “Now, touch yourself.” Dahyun’s hand snaked its way down her body till she made contact with her drenched opening, her breathing stuttered as she sank a finger into herself, a soft squelch filled the room as she added another finger. Her other hand coming down to play with her clit as a bright blush dusted her cheeks, her arousal building as you watched in awe. “C...can I come?” Your girlfriend looked at you with half-lidded eyes as you pondered it for a second, her peak climbing at an alarming rate, “What's the magic word?” Dahyun squeezed her eyes shut as she continued working her fingers in and out of herself, “Pl..please? Please. Pl...please!?” Her voice raised an octave as you smiled, “Cum for me Dahyunnie.” The raven hairs girl let out a load moan as her body seized, her vision filled with white as a stream of liquid shot out from between her thrusting fingers. You looked at each other in shock as she fell back into the pillows, you quickly scrambled up to her as you placed a kiss to her sweaty forehead, “Good girl.”

Chaeyoung

“That was amazing!”

You had your girlfriend strapped down to a chair as you circled her with a Hitachi in one hand and a riding crop in the other, you ran the leather toy up Chae’s thigh making her shudder as you placed a light swat to the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh, “You’ve been a bad girl this week Chaengie. Haven’t you?” The blonde squirmed in her bonds as she hissed at the hit you landed on her other thigh, “Y..yes.” You hummed as you moved behind her, your hands running down her shoulders before you took both her breasts into your hands, squeezing the flesh lightly as Chaeyoung leaned into the touch right before you pulled away making her whimper. “Good girls get rewards,” You turned on the wand and held it down to your girlfriend’s neglected sex for the first time this evening, a surprised gasp leaving her lips as her toes curled against the hardwood, “do you deserve a reward?” Chae’s fingers curled around the silk holding her down as you continued holding the toy against her, “Only if you th..think I d..do.” You held back a smile as you leaned down to her ear, “Good answer.” The blonde heaved in a breath as she felt her peak rising, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she held back from screaming, “May I cum?” You pretended to look up in thought as Chaeyoung begged louder, “Y/N-ah please let me cum! I can’t, I can’t, I..” Before she could continue you cut her off, “Cum Chaeng.” The idol threw her head back in ecstasy as spurts of liquid sprayed from her pussy, a guttural moan falling from her lips as her release finally died down, a relieved smile on her face as you turned off the toy, “Wow.” You laughed lightly ruffling her hair, “Wow indeed.”

Tzuyu

“I…”

Tzuyu’s eyes fluttered close as she pushed down on your head, her pleasure building as you took her clit into your mouth. You sucked on the small bundle of nerves as she let out a loud moan, her knuckles turning white as her nails dug into your shoulder, “Y/N I’m gonna…!” Before she could finish her sentence her release came flooding out of her like a tidal wave, soaking your chin and the bedsheets. The Taiwanese girl’s eyes went wide as she stared down at you, a look of disbelief on her face as you laughed lightly, “What?” Tzuyu blinked, “Did I just?” You nodded, swiping your tongue across your lips to gather the wetness still there, “Yes you did. And it was hot.” At your words your girlfriend blushed brightly as you fell into a fit of laughter, “Not funny Y/N!”

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i-used-to-wear-the-fedora · 3 years

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Venom Let There Be Carnage Alternate Ending

"What would Venom do?" Eddie asked himself as he tapped on the desk, scrolling through his computer for something to help him. "We're fucked." The reporter banged his head against the desk when there was a knock on the apartment door. Despite their fight, as Eddie got up he hoped that maybe it was Venom coming back.

"Yeah, what's u-" Eddie trailed off when he saw the woman at the door. Frances Barrison had a large grin on her face.

"Hey there Eddie." She stepped in the apartment as the man backed away. "You're invited to mine and Cletus' wedding."

"Do I get a choice in this?" Eddie asked as he scrambled for something to defend himself with.

"Nope." She opened her mouth and began to shriek.

"C'mon Eddie. Pick up, pick up..." Anne sat in her fiance's minivan, trying the man's number again but still got nothing.

'He's not picking up. Typical.'

"Well you're right there." Anne said as she tried to dial again, Venom manifesting over her shoulder to look at the phone screen.

"I'm sorry but how are you so can about this? There's literally an alien inside you right now. You kissed Mrs. Chen so he could go inside you. Don't your think that's weird?" Dan said as he looked at both his fiance and the alien incredulously.

"We know it's weird, at this point we're just used to it."

"How do you get used to that?" Dan asked as he pulled the car into park in front of Eddie's apartment building. The trio getting out and moving inside. Dan reaching for the elevator button but one of Venom's tendrils extended out and slapped his hand away.

'No time need stairs.'

"Venom said we don't have time for the elevator."

"Well tell him that I have tender calves and am taking the stairs." Dan pressed the button again when more tendrils shot out and grabbed the doctor. "What the hell-?" The doctor didn't get to finish as he was thrown up the flights of stairs followed closely by Anne and Venom. "Hey! What the hell was that? ...ow..."

'Tell him I think him and his tender calves are full of shit.'

"Venom said this was easier."

'Liar.' Anne rolled her eyes at the symbiote and instead focused on finding Eddie's apartment. Wasn't hard considering the door was blown almost completely off.

"That can't be good." Dr. Dan commented as they stepped over the door.

'Thank you for the commentary Dr. Dan.'

"Hey he's doing his best." Anne defended her fiance. Facing the room she was greeted by a mess. Not unusual save the large claw marks along the wall and all the busted out windows. "Don't suppose you had anything to do with this?"

'No. Not that we can remember.' Venom peeked of the woman and called out. "Eddie, we're here and willing to take an apology for your stupidity-wait where's Sonny and Cher?"

"Sonny and Cher?" Dan asked as he looked around the small apartment.

"Our chickens."

"Why do you have chickens?" Anne asked as she took a deep breath. "Uh gross. What's that smell?"

"The answer to both of those questions are, you don't want to know."

"Hey!" Dan came towards them holding a card in his hand. "Found this...I don't think it's good." Venom had one of his tendrils lash out, grabbing the card from Dan's hand and holding it in front of his and Anne's face.

"It's...."

"...a wedding invitation."

"Oh what a happy day! Aren't you excited Eddie? Me and Frances finally getting out promised wedding." Cletus danced in the chapel's aisle excitedly. His suit covered by a ridiculous fur coat as he hummed before taking a seat in the pews next to Eddie. Eddie glared at Cletus as he wrapped an arm around the man's shoulders. "Or you at a loss for words too?"

"I'm gagged you asshole." Came out a muffled grunt as he tried to pull away from the man. Looking across the aisle he saw Detective Mulligan still slumped over unconscious. Eddie had been in a lot of not good situations before. But trapped with a serial killer that had alien symbiote in his body and they both wanted to kill him? Probably near the top of the list.

"All we have to do is wait for our guest of honor to arrive and we'll have a full on family reunion! Carnage sure was excited when I mentioned both his daddies were gon be here."

Daddies? Eddie narrowed his eyes. He was barely able to take care of himself, the idea he had a part in making a baby was somehow more terrifying than the situation at hand.

"Don't worry about him baby." The woman who brought him here laughed as she pulled Cletus away and dipping him for a kiss. "All that matters right now is you and me."

"Don't think I don't know that darlin'." The serial killer returned the kiss and very openly shoved his tongue down her throat. Eddie watched in horror as he tried but to vomit in his mouth. Instead focusing on his hands that were bound in front of him and trying to save at them on a broken off chunk of wood from the pew.

He didn't get very far when the doors to the church slammed open. Both he and the psychotic couple took pause and turned to see Anne standing in there doorway, a very angry look on her face.

"Anne!" Eddie tried to call out excitedly. Cletus pulled away from his to be wife, eyebrow raised.

"And who exactly are you?" Cletus asked. In response Venom appeared, taking over the woman's body and snarling.

"You took our Eddie."

"Oh! Well I guess the show has begun!" Cletus backed away and allowed his body to fade as a large red body took over. He looked like Venom only taller and if Eddie was being frank, much, much more terrifying. It seemed Venom agreed. The symbiote backing away with a loud ,"Shit!"

"Hey there daddy." The symbiote spoke. Extending his arm and grabbing Eddie. Yanking the man in front of them. The other arm turning into a large blade against Eddie's throat. "Don't think we've got the chance to meet. I'm your son. And it's time to pay up."

'Shit, shit, shit!'

Venom cursed as he retreated back into Anne's body. The woman stood there, trying to make the symbiote come back out.

"Venom, what the hell?"

'That's a red one!'

"I can see! What's so scary about that?"

'That means it combined with the blood of another species.'

"And....?"

'And it's a lot stronger than normal ones!'

"So you're saying we're in trouble."

'An understatement but yes. Very much so.'

"Can you come back out now?" Anne yelled as she scrambled back when the symbiote began to approach them. Eddie in his grip, looked almost as terrified as they were.

'No way, we'd definitely die.'

"We're definitely going to die of you don't come out!" Anne screamed as she dodged out of the way of a tendril. It narrowly missed her head as she began to crawl under the pews away from the creature.

'No you're definitely going to die. We'd probably be fine.'

Another tendril wrapped around Anne's ankle, starting to drag her back to the creature.

"Yeah but Eddie won't be!"

'Hmmmm....'

"If you come out I'll let you eat people!" Anne was now full out panicking as she clung to the leg of a church bench for dear life.

'Really?'

"Yes! Everyone! Just help me out!"

'Okay!' The bench finally gave way but Venom took over the woman's body. As they were pulled up to the creature, Venom jumped up and punched the creature with a hard uppercut. This surprised them enough to drop Eddie. The reporter quickly crawling out of the way as the red symbiote retaliated. Bringing the makeshift blade down on Venom as they just further their own shield. The two trading blows when the church bells started to ring loudly. Both the symbiote screeched in pain. Retreating into their hosts bodies.

This left Anne and Cletus staring at each other. Anne getting ready to run when she was grabbed from behind by the strong arms of a woman.

"Hey there blondie." The other woman giggled as Cletus approached them.

"Ah Frances darling, got me another wedding gift? You shouldn't have." The bells continued to toll when the man grabbed a stray plastic bag from the dirty floor and wrapping it around the woman's face. Anne choked and gasped while the couple just stared at her with glee. Darkness starting to creep into the woman's vision when there was a loud shout.

"Hey! Get the fuck away from my fiance!" The grip on Anne loosened allowing her to fall to the ground. She immediately took the bag off to see Dan holding an aerosol can in one hand and a lighter in the other. "Say hello to my little friends!"

By now the bell had stopped and everyone was clearly able to hear this terrible quip.

'He did not just say that.' Venom spoke in Anne's head.

"No...he did."

'I still don't get why you left us for him.'

Venom couldn't complain too much as he took over Anne's body again. Dan lit his makeshift flame thrower and backed the couple away. The red symbiote taking over Cletus' body again and growling.

"This isn't over." The creature hissed out, grabbing the woman and swinging out of the chapel she cackled, them disappearing into the night. But that wasn't what was important. Instead they rushed over to Eddie who was sprawled out on the floor.

"Eddie!" Venom rushed over to the man. Leaning down they ripped the gag out as he opened his eyes.

"Mmm...Venom? You actually came?" He sounded surprised. The symbiote sliced through the ropes and brought the man up in a hug. "Whoa there buddy....you must've really missed me."

"We're still angry at you."

"Yeah. I kind of figured."

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"I'm an idiot?"

"And?"

"You're not a parasite?"

"And...?"

"And....I'm sorry. I was a huge asshole and I could probably be a better host."

"Isn't there anything else you want to say to them?" They turned to see Dan who had been intently watching them from a distance.

"Anything else?" Eddie asked confused.

"Like I love you?" Venom asked and Eddie made a face before leaning in.

"Yeah. I guess. I love you sounds about right." Venom leaned down, lips locking with Eddie's as they left Anne's body and took over his.

"Aww..... that's sweet. I think." Dan spoke as Anne stepped back. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I think so. Honestly I'm glad they're finally working through their issues."

"Yeah....here's hoping they don't have anymore kids though." Dan laughed as he said this. "I mean, what are the odds?"

#venom #venom let there be carnage #eddie brock #symbrock #veddie #fanfiction #anne weying #dan lewis #cletus cassidy #carnage symbiote #alternate ending #also if the hint isn't enough #they're having another baby

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kaijime · 4 years

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lights down low pt. 2

pt. 1

anon. lights down low was so good can u do a continuation of it maybe like y/n invites some of them to her house and boom gangbang

includes. kuroo tetsurou, bokuto koutarou, oikawa tooru, ushijima wakatoshi

cw. fem reader, fivesome, a yagami yato reference (little cutie), oral (receiving and giving), fingering, vaginal penetration, creampie, Bokuto’s kind of a sub ig??, handjob, face sitting, squirting, double penetration, anal

a/n. Kinda don’t wanna leave an a/n because I’m still mad at the fact that the first time I wrote this it got DELETED, still spicy about that but what can I do? I was already planning on making a sequel to Lights down low since it did so good, I just couldn’t figure out how and who. Anyways, hope your guys enjoy it.

It had been a few month since the wonderful videocall that left them all hot and needy. It wasn’t the only time that happened, in fact, ever since then it was repeated at least twice a week. Which obviously led to some awkward moments in the hallways.

The one time Tendou groped your ass in the hallway, or the one time Kuroo pinned you against the wall, got really close to your ear and whispered ‘are you wearing that underwear we love so much for tonight?’. Which for the record, you were, but now it was wet.

Currently you were in your house. You eyed yourself in the mirror one last time before you heard the doorbell ring. You rush to answer it, knowing full well who was waiting for you on the other side of the door.

The door was locked behind you when you let the four boys, Kuroo, Bokuto, Oikawa and Ushijima. For a moment you just stood there, wondering what to do now. Well, you had invited them home because your parents weren’t going to be home for the next few days, so I guess it was their move now. You walk to the kitchen and they follow you, almost like lost puppies.

“So...would you guys like something to drink? Or something to drink?”

“That sweet pussy” your cheeks flushed at his words, embarrassed by the fact that they had barely arrived and they already had you dripping through you panties. Out of nowhere Ushijima picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder and holding the back of your thighs to keep you safe. They walked up the stairs and down the hall to your room and Ushi placed you on the bed carefully.

You sat up quickly, taking off your shirt and slipping off your shorts as the boys quickly take their clothe off. The bed shifted when Oikawa climbed on. “No bra? Is this all for us baby?” You nod your head, a silent beg. Trying to communicate how much you needed him.

You feel the bed shift again when Ushijima slips in behind you, you end up between his legs, his rock hard dick pushing against your lower back. The boy in front of you slips a hand in the waistline of your cute underwear, doing nothing to hide the wet spot in between your legs, and he pulls them off. He leaves your wet cunt on display for the rest of the men in the room and throws your panties to an unknown corner of the room.

“This here...its so wet. Have you been thinking of us? Little cutie?” you nod as you guide both of Ushijima’s hands to touch your breasts, using his calloused fingers to tease your nipples and he catches on quickly to how you want him to treat you. Oikawa leans in and licks a long stripe through your folds, his warm tongue making you feel all kinds of ways. “You like that?”

He goes all in, diving between you legs to work his magic, sucking your clit occasionally, which drove you insane. You raised your hips, grinding them against his mouth for more friction. You finally got a piece of what you needed when he slipped a finger into your hole, he watched as your face transformed completely with every twist and turn he gave with his finger, and even more when he slipped in another one.

“Tooru please... f-fuck me”

“Be patient love, we wont leave you unsatisfied. Now let go, I wanna hear your sweet music” he curls his fingers at the right spot making your hips shoot up in pleasure and he starts leaving marks on the inside of your thighs. One of his hands is knuckles deep inside you and the other one is holding your leg over his shoulder, you’re loving every second of it. “Are you close? I wanna hear you scream my name darling”

“T-Tooru!” you shout s you clench around his fingers, your slick coating them and your body was squirming. Shaky words mixed with his name and other profanities would spill out of your mouth in your moment of ecstasy, driving all of them crazy. Ushi’s cock twitching behind you and you felt a small drop of liquid trickle down to your arse, his precum.

When you finally came down from your high Tooru quickly flipped you over so that now you finally see Ushijima’s big cock. It wasn’t anything to laugh at, standing tall and bumping against his abdomen, his pretty pink tip dripping precum.

“Don’t be shy darling, take it in your mouth” Oikawa suggested, although his tone indicated it was and order.

“Its so big, I don’t think I can” you give it a try anyway, licking a stripe from the base to the tip, repeating the movement over and over until you took it in your mouth. Tears gathered in the corners of your eyes and threatened to slip out. And they did, when Oikawa entered you with no warning, he took your distraction with Ushijima’s cock to his advantage and sheathed himself inside of you all at once. You let out a loud moan, which only sent vibrations through the cock in your mouth and made the man throw his head back at the feeling.

Oikawa started moving, steady thrusts while he held your hips with his calloused hands, sure to leave marks. Ushi moved too, thrusting his hips into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat every time and holding your hair to steady himself.

“Fuck- You feel so tight” you shift your gaze to your left and watch Kuroo jacking off with a piece of fabric around his length. Not just any piece of fabric, your previously discarded panties, the sight alone makes you clench on Tooru, and he notices. “Awwe, clenching when you see his fucking himself with your panties? Such a slut, having two of her holes stuffed. How does it feel? Oh wait, you shouldn’t speak with your mouth full”

Then you saw him, Bokuto, sitting in a chair and watching you with pleading eyes. His length just begging to be touched. You motioned him to come here with your hand and he did as told, desperate to be touched. When he got close enough to the bed you grabbed his cock and stroked it, rubbing the tip with your thumb and basically fucking him with your hand.

“(Y/n)! Can I cum inside? Please let me come inside”

“Of course you can Ushi” Oikawa answered for you, he was still going at it, with every thrust he went faster and harder, his eyes fixated on the way your ass bounced and jiggled every time he shot his hips against yours. The sight was so arousing, he couldn’t hold back any longer and he leaned over you so his chest was right behind your back. He left kisses and bite marks on your neck and on the back of your neck.

Ushijima spurted thick ropes of cum into your mouth, holding your head close to him and forcing you to swallow it all. Not that you would complain. You felt Bokuto’s dick in your hand twitch, a signal that he was close. You took Ushijima’s cock out of your mouth, a little bit of his seed dripping down your chin, you filled you mouth with Bokuto’s cock. You hollow your cheeks in hope of making him spill it all inside and he did, painting your cheeks white with his cum and throwing his head back at the amazing feeling.

Just as you felt the white haired male nearing his end you reached your own climax, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your walls spasming around Tooru’s cock.

“You feel so good- hah! I’m gonna cum!” he shot his load inside your hole, leaving a warm feeling behind when it was over and he pulled out. Your fucked out figure was flipped again, laying on your back while Oikawa cleaned your chin with his shirt. “You did so good for us doll, now its their turn” he motions towards Kuroo, who had your panties in his hand, except now they were coated in his white substance.

He laid on the bed next to you and you sat up supporting yourself with your elbow.

“Sit on my face” your eyes shoot open in shock.

“Wh-what?”

“Don’t make me repeat myself doll, come sit on my face” you hesitantly move your way up to be situated on top of his face, holding onto the headboard of the bed for dear life. “Come on dear, I don’t have all day”

He grabs your hips with a bruising grip and shoves you down on his mouth and he sucks on your clit. Slurping, sucking and other lewd noises could be heard from his spot in between your legs. He brought your body up to let himself be heard.

“I want you to fuck yourself with my tongue”

“N-no I can-tt ah! Kuroo-!” he lowered you on his tongue and you began grinding on his face, his nose occasionally grazing against your clit. Minutes later you feel yourself close to orgasm, though this one feels different, it feels stronger.

“K-Kuroo no! I’ll make a m-mess-! Please let me g-get off Kuroo!” he pretended he didn’t hear you, he wanted you to make a mess. So you did, squirting all over his face, your juices dripping on his cheeks and he licked his lips to taste you.

“You taste so good doll, now I wanna see you do that again. Bo, come over here” and the male followed the orders, his cock was painfully hard again. Kuroo moved from the bed, taking you with him in his arms as you held onto him like a koala. Bokuto laid down on the bed on Kuroo’s previous place and Kuroo placed you above Bokuto’s rock hard cock.

“K-Kuroo no! Its so big! I-I can’t take it” you whined when he put you down on his friends cock. He reached deeper than you could’ve ever reached with one of your toys, though they all seemed insignificant right now, you could never go back to using them now that you found something bigger and better to satisfy yourself with. Your train of thought was interrupted when Kuroo entered a finger in your ass, the sudden stretch in your unused hole making tears fall again.

“N-no! Kuroo that’s s-so dirty”

“Nonsense baby, nothing about you is dirty. Nothing you could ever have...” he moved the finger inside of you, trying to get you used to the new sensation while you bounced on Bokuto’s cock. “Nothing you could ever do...” he slips in another finger and your pain turned into pleasure the harder he went with his fingers. “Nothing you could ever say... would make me think that you’re dirty”

He removed all three fingers from your hole and you felt relieved. You shouldn’t feel relieved though, you should know by now, Kuroo doesn’t do anything without a reason. He only pulled his fingers out of your asshole because something bigger was coming. He went inside.

You scream out his name in pleasure, the feeling of being stuffed by two cocks was even more fulfilling than one. You kept bouncing on Bokuto, who was just taking in the view of the contortions of your face, how your eyes would shut every time he hit your cervix and how your whines only became louder.

You put your hands on Bokuto’s chest so you could keep balance.

“Oh! What do we have here?” curious Oikawa had found your small vibrator on your drawer and smirked at you playfully.

“N-no-! Ple-ease, no more! No m-more” but it was too late Tooru had put the vibrating bullet against your clit and had your body shaking and squirming in pleasure.

“You feel so good (Y/n)-! If you clench on me like that-... I’m gonna cum” Bokuto whined. You just nodded your head, too absorbed in your own pleasure to mind him while he blew his load, coating your cute cunt in his cum. Kuroo left open mouthed kissed on your shoulder and that was the last piece of pleasure you needed to explode. You pulled yourself off his cock and make the mess, leaving his thighs soaking with your slick.

The sight made Kuroo finish, pulling out of your ass and spurting cum on your back. When he finished his orgasm he stood back and admired the masterpiece he had created. After that you collapsed on top of Bokuto, and the rest of your memories were foggy. You remember the warmth of the bath they gave you as after care and you remember Ushi tucking you in.

And you remember thinking as you went to sleep, ‘what a well spent afternoon’.

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