#malakai black smut

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「 SUMMARY 」 — after submitting yourself to the house malakai offers for you to submit your body to him

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], bad dutch [ forgive me 😫 ], sex cult, cultleader!malakai, public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, restrainst, submissive x dominant, dom!malakai, sub!reader, minor religion kink, oral sex [ male + female receiving ], rough sex, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasm, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 2.2k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x malakai black

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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you could not help but stare at the sight before you

the woman that was once seated beside you in the pew

her modesty once shielded by a simple cotton shift, body now bare as she kneeled before your leader

malakai’s body glistening under dim candlelight, slick with perspiration dripping down his slender yet toned form

his breath still recovering from the three women he’d previously inducted to the house

the three cast off to a quite corner of the alters engaging in pleasures that would make a non-believer curse them as heretics

as they touched, sucked, licked, fucked to the same sight unfolding before you

the woman, still on her knees for your leader, her burgundy hair cascaded down her breasts, hardened nipples bust peeking from behind the locks

her blushed skin glowed under soft candlelight, the golden flecks of her irises bared nothing but loyalty towards your inked saviour

she muttered something unbeknownst to you

seemingly a response to a question conjured by malakai

although you did not pay attention, rather focusing on the way malakai’s impressive size stiffened in response to her answer

the way his inked digits wrapped around his shaft, stroking himself idily

before entering her parted mouth with haste

his cock stuffed down her throat, buried deep in the back as she choked and gagged around his substantial size

you could not help but clench your thighs together instinctively, your cunt throbbing with such desires unknown to man

each thrust he gave made you shudder with delight

you wonder how he could go for such a long period of time, his stamina was unmatched

even after going three rounds, a forth at the moment, then yourself, and then two after you

the woman beside you watched on eagerly

they were no more older than twenty five you suspected

the blonde closest to you, admired your leader, groping her perky breasts through the same cotton dress all of the women adorned

her nipples perked up beneath the sheer fabric

and to her left, a redhead, she was the younger of the two you’d overheard her mention in a previous conversation before the initiation ceramony

the skirt of her shift hiked up to her waist, hand positioned between her thighs, fingering and fucking herself with ravenous whimpers and pleas for her leader

you could not help but blush at the sight, feeling rather self conscious given the circumstances

it’s not that you were inexperienced, far from it, you admired their confidence to expose and pleasure themselves so freely

you turned your head back to malakai, he cock now free from the woman’s throat as she stared up gleefully at him

her face painted in his hot seed

you licked your lips with anticipation, knowing that you were next

a young blonde, you’d caught her name previously, julia.

she helped the newest initiate stand, guiding her to the group of inductees to join in on their pleasures

juila glanced in your direction, beckoning you to stand and make you way to the altar, gesturing with her hand towards malakai

he was a polarising figure, how his mismatched eyes drew you towards him, you weren’t even aware as you stared slowly pacing towards him, never breaking eye contact

you now stood before him, baring your soul into his.

his eyes scanned you ravenously, a mixture of intereague and lust flooded him.

getting lost in your gaze for a second before commanding you to strip

his tone was stern yet not at all forceful

letting you, in your own time, peel the cotton shield from your skin, exposing yourself to his gaze.

the blonde and redhead beside you from earlier giggled in excitement as they get to witness the scene unfold one more before it was their respective turns

“kneel” he repeated that same commanding tone, a hand on your shoulder for extra persuasion

you did as told, completely enthralled with him and he hadn’t even begun

his cock still twitching from his previous orgasm

mere centimetres from you lips

“do you pledge you loyalty to the house?” he questioned, holding his cock idly in his palm, gently stroking his base

“i do” you answered without hesitation, much to your surprise

he smirked softly

“do you swear to pledge your body and soul to me? allowing me free reign over you whenever i see fit?”

he seemed fairly eager for you to answer this time round, his tip leaking with warm precum

you hesitated for a moment, although the prospect of being a free use doll for your leader was tempting to say the least

“i do” you repeated. he offered a small yet smug smile

parting your lips with the tip of his swollen cock

his size stretching your mouth, lips wrapping around his thick shaft with the slightest amount of resistance

thrusting forward until your nose met the shaved base of his cock

he could feel you choking and sputtering around him

much as his other initiates had done

but you felt different

it wasn’t a matter of resistance or need for air

you welcomed the feeling

how your breath was slowly being pulled from your lungs with each thrust he gave

how your eyelids would flutter shut and would let the pleasure take over

he pulled his cock back momentarily, not wanting to fully asphyxiate you but leave you breathless enough to keep wanting more

you peered up at him teary eyed and desperate, wanting to taste the fruits of his loins more so than ever

you craved him, physically, emotionally despite him only using your body for pleasure

“brave maid. neem het allemaal” [ good girl. take it all ]

he muttered under his breath in a language unknown to you, it sounded germanic, dutch was the closest you could think of

his breath grew more frantic, thrust grew shorter yet rougher as he held your head close to his hips

his cock stuffed in the back of your throat, so needy for release

“fuck…” he grunted, releasing his warmth down your throat

his hot seed coatin your tongue, a euphoric warmth filling your belly

he pulled out of you, breathless

beckoning and awaiting julia to his side

he pulled her close, whispering something in her ear followed by a small nod on her part

he gave you a soft parting glancing as you swallowed his warmth, still in desperate need of more

julia gingerly grabbed you by the wrist, ushering you away.

however you detoured past the group of woman, still engaging in their frantic primal play as the blonde took her place, kneeling between malakai’s thighs

repeating the same questions to her as he’d done to you

you could not help but feel a pang of shame in your stomach, allowing yourself to get so freely used and tossed aside

“where are we going?” you questioned julia, the petite blonde smiled sweetly before answering

“malakai’s room” she simply started leading you down a short corridor, lined with lit, gothic-style candelabras and intricate medieveil oil paintings

finally reaching the end of the corridor, she reached into her pocket, prying out a gilded key

unlocking the door to malakai’s room

“w-what does he want with me…in here?”

he offered you a smirk, the look almost demeaning at your dumbfounded question

“he’s…curious.” he began, although her words were hollow and void of any clues you could decipher

she shut the door before you had a chance to rebut, now standing naked and alone in the centre of your leader’s chambers

your eyes scanned around the room

it was dark, in colour and in feeling, leaving a sense of unnerve in your belly

the walls painted a steely grey, almost black, furniture to boot

the darkness intersected with splotches of wine fabric throughout

what caught your eye was a table in the far left corner, the circular piece a dark mahogohny

straps and buckles lined in an “x” formation acting as some form of spreader

you sat alone for what seemed like twenty minutes before the door opened once more

malakai entered, tattooed body glistening with sweat

he bypassed you for a moment, noticing your presence but refusing to acknowledge you for the moment

making his way to the basin inside the bathroom, the two rooms separated by an archway instead of a door

the basin already filled with cold water by julia

malaki cleaned himself up

letting the frozen droplets run down his heated body

your watched how his back arched as it met his skin

a soft yet tired groan left his lips

one that made you cunt pulse with arousal

you watched how the muscles in his back contracted than relaxed

deforming the shapes of his tattoos in the process

he joined you back in the bedroom, all the while you remained stoic

it took all your might to not stare at his size the way you’d done previously

“i assume julia informed you”

his tone rather casual given the circumstance

your eyes shot up to meet his, he was standing before you, mismatched eyes fixated on you awaiting a response

“umm yes…” you replied sheepishly

he took cautious step towards you until your bodies could no longer be parted

he hooked his fingers under your chin

hiding your face u to meet his own

“you intregue me, mijn engel” [ my angel ]

he smoothed over your bottom lip with his thumb, his taste still faint against your tongue

you cocked your head to the side, confused

“the way you gave yourself to me, so easily. it was…mesmerising…” he began, tracing small shapes against your bottom lip

“i want to explore you more, feel very dip and crevice of that perfect body of yours”

his eyes fell to your breasts, trailing down your waist and hips before ettling on your glistening cunt

“i want to let go of any shame, to submit to me wholeheartedly, fell that pretty little cunt drip around my cock…can you do that for me kleintje? [ little one ]

you nodded without hesitance, allowing him to control your movements, dragging you by the wrists to the aforementioned table

he motioned for you to lay down. you did as commanded, your movements felt forced rather than your own volition

he strapped your wrists in firsts, tightening the buckles so escape was not an option

he did the same with your ankles

“zo nat…je druppelt voor mij, schatje” [ so wet…you’re dripping for me, sweetheart ]

he knelt before you, peppering soft kisses to your inner thighs, peering up every so often to gauge your reaction

smiling softly into your skin each time you let out a whimper

his tongue teased your clit, drawing shapes into the sensitive bud

“you taste so good my love, zo lief” [ …so sweet ]

his words would switch between english and dutch, the latter more so, still wanting to keep the intregue and mystery behind his words

his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking at the sensitive pearl, while you whined and writes against his tongue

“squirming will only make them tighter, little one” his words muffled into your cunt

you remained silent, letting the soft whimpers and moans that spile from your lips give him all the context he needs to continue his pleasure

your cunt clenched around his tongue, a pulse throbbed low in your belly, begging for release

“kom voor mij. kom rond mijn tong” [ cum for me. cum round my tongue ]

you walls clenched around air as he pulled away, juices dripping onto the mahogany wood below

“good girl” he hummed, licking his lips, tasting you

“please sir…” you whined, cunt throbbing with a dull pulse

“please what?” he smirked, leaning over you the tip of his cock teasing your soaked folds

“fuck me” you whispered, breathlessly, feeling his tip enter your void, holding himself there

“zo’n strak kutje” [ such a tiny little cunt ]

he pushed himself in to the hilt

“je ziet er zo mooi unit, gevuld met mijn pik” [ you look so beautiful stuffed with my cock ]

his hips began their rapid assault, slamming deep into you all the while you were helpless to the fact

he felt so good, his cock stretched you out so effortlessly

your walls tughtening around him with each stroke

“oh fuck-“ you cried out, his cock meeting your cervix with rough thrusts

“feel that good huh?” he mocked

your back arched with pleasure, his cock sinking deep into your cunt, the shape of him evident in your belly

you were in heaven, arousal coursed through you, feeling like putty in his hands

his cock swelled inside of you, nearing his own end

“geef jezelf aan mij. wees even braaf meisje an aanbid mijn pik” [ give yourself to me. be a good girl and worship this cock ]

you could not hold on much longer

the pleasure burning inside you about to burst

malakai place his hand on your lower belly, pushing down slightly

feeling the bludge of his cock pulse through your skin

giving an exhilarated grunt as you drained him

milking his cock of his hot seed

so good…such a good girl milking my cock like this, you wanted my seed that bad huh?”

you could only nod in response

cunt gripping his shaft tightly as you dripped around him

he pulled out swiftly, cock still leaking with cum, the remnants coating the top of your mound

“mijn lieverd…” [ my darling ]

he breathed words tight in his chest

“i hope you get used to me. because we’re going to be spending a lot of time together”

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Hey!! Could you possibly do a Cash Wheeler x reader one where the house of blacks Julia hurts the reader really bad just to get into Cash’s head and they tell him it’s all his fault and Cash, Dax and Daniel have to try to save Cash’s wife.❤️

Saviour

Cash Wheeler X Fem Reader X Malakai Black (word count 3.2K)

An: I have no idea how this happened but this ended up turning into the reader cheating on Cash with Malakai and joining the house of black. I have no idea how but it just happened. 

Summary: House of Black kidnaps Cash’s wife Y/n and newborn son. They tell Cash all of this is his fault and Malakai promises to show her what a real man can do. What happens when their powers are too strong and Y/n ends up joining HOB and becomes Queen alongside Malakai Black. 

PURE FILTHY SMUT WITH MALAKAI BLACK AND Y/N!

Mentions of kidnapping, blood, swearing, cheating, lactation kink, oral F receiving, creme pie, squirting, just pure filthy smut!  I have no idea what the fuck is wrong with me. This is also the only time I will write Smut about HOB! 

Main Masterlist Cash Wheeler Masterlist (This has NOT been proof read!)

I felt it in my gut that something was wrong, all day I felt sick. “You alright man? You don’t look so good” Dax asked me “No, I’m just worried about Y/n. She’s not picking up her phone and I think my security system is down. I can’t see anything through the cameras'' Dax looked at me with a concerned look. “I’m sure Y/n’s alright, you need to relax Cash. They can’t hurt her. She’s at home safe with the baby” The ‘they’ Dax was referring to was the House of black. Our rivalry with them had reached another level when they started going after Dax’s wife and daughter. They started to threaten my family and I wanted to murder them. I made sure to get a new security system installed with a guard at the driveway to calm my mind when we were on the road. “Hey, sorry to interrupt but we are on next” Daniel Garcia interrupted us. Tonight we were supposed to end things. It would be FTR and Daniel Garcia VS House Of Black to put all of this to an end. Little did we know it was only the beginning. 

We were first to make our entrance, Daniel, Dax and I stood in the center of the ring waiting for House of Black to make their entrance. They never did. Instead a video started to play on the screens in the arena. “I’ll give it to you Cash, I thought no one loved you. Turns out I was wrong. That’s unfortunate, you see if you just joined us none of this would have happened in the first place. Now you will pay for your sins” Said Malakai Black. I didn’t quite understand what he was talking about at first. I knew all of this was just to get in my head. That was until the camera turned to show my house. Those fuckers were at my house. I wanted to run, I wanted to stop them but I knew there was nothing I could do. I was hours away, so I had no choice but to watch the events that unfolded before my eyes. 

My front door had been broken down, windows were shattered. Malakai walked slowly into my home admiring the decor, smashing whatever remained. I felt my heart drop when Malakai started going up the stairs, I knew where he was going. I knew who he was going to see. I felt my blood boil as I saw the destroyed nursery, my little baby boy cried from his crib as Malakai picked him up. “Shhhh, it’s okay little one. I’m here now. I will raise you as my own. Your father is a failure, he couldn't even protect his own family how pathetic.” I tried to run but Dax and Daniel held me back. All I could think about was Y/n, was she alright? As Malakai cradled my baby in his arms he then moved the camera down. There I found my wife. She was on her knees, Brody holding one arm while Buddy held the other. “And what about your pretty little wife? She’s a feisty one. I really didn’t want to hurt her but I had no choice. She sure is stronger than you Cash, she had fight in her, something you lost long ago.” I was going to murder them. Julia pulled Y/n by her hair so I could get a good glimpse of her face. Her nose and lips were bloody, I assumed it was a broken nose. That made me even more angry. “He’s going to fucken kill you” Y/n spat. Malakai bent down so he was now face to face with Y/n. “I like her, it’s a shame she had to settle for someone like you Cash. She deserves someone better. Someone who can take care of her, someone who can protect her. She’s way out of your league. But don’t worry Cash, she’s in good hands. I promise you I’ll take care of her. She’s mine now. I’ll show her what a real man can do '' Y/n spit in Malakai’s face “You shouldn't have done that beautiful. Finish her” 

I don't know what happened next, I ran out of that arena as fast as I could. I was going to kill them. 

I drove for what felt like forever. I was obviously speeding but I had no choice I needed to get to my family. Daniel and Dax said they would help but this was something I needed to do on my own. When I finally reached my house I saw just how destroyed the place was. Everything that wasn’t nailed down was broken. Who would do such a thing, this never needed to go this far. I called for my wife but there was no response. I searched every square inch of that house and came empty handed. The last place I looked was the nursery as I couldn't bare to look at it. When I entered the room I was greeted with darkness. I felt sick to my stomach, I cried, I wanted to puke. All of this was my fault. Dried blood stained the floor. The walls were spray painted with satanic things, they took my babies. I held on a stuffed bear I gifted my son when he was first born and I cried. They were right, this was my fault. I wasn’t a man, I was weak. Y/n deserved someone better, someone who could protect her. I put her through so much within the past few months that I was waiting for the day she would leave me but she never did. For god sakes there’s a warrant out for my arrest and now I have to deal with house of black’s attacks. All I wanted to do was curl up and die, my life wasn’t worth living if I didn’t have Y/n in it. But that was what they wanted. They wanted me to give up, they wanted to prove that I was weak but I wasn’t. I searched around for any clues to where they could possibly be and found a piece of paper crumpled up underneath the rocking chair. It was a address, that must be where they are. I called Dax and Daniel, telling them to meet me at the address. I went into my safe, grabbed some weapons and was out of there. As I was leaving something shiny caught my eye, it was Y/n’s wedding ring. I didn’t care if I went to jail after all of this, I was going to kill them. 

When I finally came to that’s when everything hit. I didn’t know where I was, I didn’t know where my baby was. What I did know was that I had a massive headache and a broken nose. I didn’t know who I was more mad at, Cash for letting this rivally get this far or House of black for making it get this far. “Well look who’s finally wake” Said Malakai Black. “Where the fuck am I and where is my baby?” I asked the man who stood before me “Your safe, I’m going to make sure nothing ever bad ever happens to you again. I’m going to make you my queen. I’ll give you whatever you want. Together we can rule the kings of the black throne. Don’t worry, our little prince is safe. Julia is taking good care of him. Now if I untie you will you behave like a good girl? I don’t like seeing you tied up like a pet” I felt sick when he referred to Cash and my son as ‘our’ little prince. That was MY baby. “He’s going to find me, he’s going to kill you” “Now baby, I sure hope he finds you. That would be even more pathetic if he doesn’t at least try and save you? The thing is he will fail. I know you don’t realize it yet but you soon will. You will see that Cash is no man. He’s a criminal who’s hiding from the feds. All it takes is one call and he’s gone for good. Would you rather raise a baby on your own while your man rots in a cell or would you want to rule the world with me? The choice is yours” 

I didn’t know what to say. As much as I hated to admit it Malakai did have a point. “You know I’m right. If you aren't 100% sure yet let me show you. Let me show you what a real man can do, show you what a real man feels like.” I knew it was wrong but I let Malakai kiss me. I stopped fighting it, I knew it would be no use. He kissed with such passion, it was rough, it was hard. It was something I hadn’t experienced in so long. “There you go baby, just let go. Let me please you. I know that vanilla man can’t make you cum” I knew this was wrong, for fucks sake this man kidnapped me. It took everything for me to pull away from him. I couldn't do it. “I can’t, I can’t do this” I told him “You can't but I know you want to. I know there is that dark side inside that is waiting to be let out. I can feel it. It’s calling to me, It turns me on baby, look how hard you make me. Oh, how I envy Cash. I understand why he’s been hiding you, you are just absolutely gorgeous. Everything about you is beautiful. Your eyes, your lips, your delicious curves. Oh god, I just know you taste so good. I know you are sweet as pie, I can’t wait to taste you” I hated the way this man was turning me on. I hated everything about this but for some reason, I couldn't do anything about it. I haven’t felt anything in so long. Malakai was right. I was turning him on. I could tell by the bulge in his pants he was huge. I could feel my core ache at it. I couldn't believe that I was really going to do this. I had never cheated on anything in my life. I felt so guilty but I was hypnotized. 

“Can you at least turn the lights off?” I asked. I could see the look in Malakai’s eyes switch. They were now dark and filled with desire. “Anything for you my queen. You don’t even have to lift a finger, make me do all the work. I want to show just what a real man can do”

As I watched Malakai get up and dim the lights I noticed that the room I was in was a bedroom. I was sitting on the ground of the velvet room. How did I not notice that? Malakai returned and carefully helped me off the ground and placed me on the comfortable bed. He removed his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers. Fuck was he hot, his body was covered in tattoos, I wanted to trace them, I wanted to lick them. What the fuck was wrong with me? Who am I becoming? I let him kiss me, he started at my ankles and worked his way up to my neck, kissing and sucking at my most sensitive parts. I let Malakai remove my shirt and my pants, he was delicate. I felt his clothed bulge against my core as he was now on top of me. He left marks on my neck and chest. He removed my bra and started sucking on my sensitive nipples, I felt him moan around the flesh and it made me squirm. I could feel him getting even harder. “Fuck, your lactating. That is so hot. Oh god, baby I’m going to cum in my pants like a teenager. You taste like heaven. I’m going to suck you dry” His words turned me on. My oversensitive nipples ached by his touch. He sucked and bit on one before switching to the other. Making sure they were both loved. He started to grind on me as he did this, I wrapped my legs around his waist. I needed to feel him closer. I had never experienced this before, Cash wouldn't even suck my boobs when I had a clogged milk dud and Malakai was over here sucking me dry. I didn’t understand what was happening to me.

“What do you want baby, tell me what you need” I was struggling to form words, my body was on fire “Use your words. Tell me what you want me to do to you?” “I need to feel you, I need you in me,” I told him. I didn’t even recognize myself, my voice was so desperate. “That’s my girl. I want that too but first I need to taste you. I need to get you ready to take me. Feel how big I am” Malakai moved my hand to his clothed erection, fuck was he huge. “See, I’m going to make you cum on my tongue then I’ll fuck you like a real man” 

Everything was too much, tears of pleasure streamed down my face. Malakai was everything I needed and so much more. He knew what he was doing, the way he sucked and bit everything perfectly was enough to make me cum on the spot. When he added three fingers to the mix I was a goner. He pulled two orgasms from me and now he was working on a third. “I know you can do it baby, you are so close. Give it to me, just let go” “I can’t, I can’t do it. It’s too much” I cried out. “I know, I know baby, just give me one more and I’ll fuck you. You just taste so good, I can’t help myself” A small part of me felt bad about doing this to Cash but I needed this. Malakai continued the assault on my pussy, eating me out like his life depended on it. He moved his hands on my uterus, pushing hard on my stomach, triggering my orgasm. I cried out in pleasure, I never came so hard in my life. He lapped up every drop I left. Thankfully he gave me a few minutes to collect myself before he got back on top of me. I was able to taste myself on his lips and moaned at the taste. He kissed away my tears, filling me with praises. “Are you sure you still want me? I already proved I am a real man and I haven’t even fucked you yet. Are you sure you can handle it? Am I too big for you angel” Truth be told, I wound’t be able to walk for a week if I let him fuck me. On the other hand, when would I get another chance like this? 

“I want to make you feel good” I told him softly “Oh baby, you have already made me feel good” “I need you in me” I told him “Whatever you say baby” Once he removed his boxers I was able to see just how massive he was. The head of his dick was angry, cum already spilling from the tip. He was ready to burst, I needed him to fill me up. He stretched me out perfectly, my brain turned into mush as he pounded into me. It didn’t take long for either of us to cum. His thrusts were hard, they were so deep, they hurt so much but felt so good at the same time. “Fuck, I’m so close baby. If you keep squeezing me like that I won’t be able to pull out” Without thinking I blurted out “Cum in me, fuck, please fill me up. I need it, I need it so bad” I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep him close. “What a little slut” Malakai spat and it just turned me on even more. It took a few more thrusts from him to cum. My senses were on overdrive, this orgasm was hard, it triggered my fourth orgasm of the night. I ended up squirting hard all over him. Something I had never done in my life. “Oh fuck” Malakai yelled out “And she can squirt! I’m never going to let you leave” He continued to fuck us through our highs before we collapsed on the bed. 

“This is it, this is the address” I told Dax and Daniel “So you're telling me they are in here?” Dax asked, referring to the big castle-like mansion that appeared before us. We broke in through the side door and searched the place looking for Y/n and my son. “Uh guys, I think I found Y/n” said Daniel. I followed him and entered a dark room. There I found Y/n and Malakai sitting on two thrones. The other members of HOB surrounded them. “You're too late, she’s mine now. You really were a shit husband. It’s a good thing I found her. I’ll take good care of her. Together we will rule the kings of the black throne” Said Malakai. I looked at Y/n and knew that wasn’t my wife. She wore all black, she had heavy dark makeup. She looked dead on the inside, she was cold, she was evil, she became one of them. Dax and Daniel didn’t know what to do, they had the same horrid look on their faces as I did. 

Went up to Y/n, I looked her in her cold dead eyes and begged her to forgive me. “I know I have been a shit husband, I know I fucked up but I’m sorry. I should have been there. I failed you. I’m so sorry Y/n but please forgive me. Please, I will do anything. What about your baby, our son? He’s only a few months old. He needs his mother, he needs his father. I don’t know what he did to you but I know the real Y/n is still hidden somewhere inside. Come on Y/n! Stop looking at me like you hate me, you love me and I love you. I love you so much, I’m sorry. Please Y/n!!” I begged on my hands and knees but I was no use. She was too far gone.

“Your begging is pathetic, you're embarrassing yourself” Brody spat out “Shall we take care of them boss?” he asked “Please do, remove these peasants from our property” commanded Malakai. I tried to fight back but it was no use. I failed, I was no man. I lost everything, I now have nothing. 

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Hello everyone! So I decided to make a Halloween fic this year. (Yes I know it’s late, but it’s better late than never.) I really hope you all enjoy the read as much as I enjoyed making it.

I also am going to make this world in this fanfiction my own. Keep the theme going and do other fics and what not based in it just for fun.

Happy late Halloween everyone!

Halloween Hunt

Demon Malakai Black x Plus Size Reader x Monster Luchasaurus

Kinks: Con-non con, primal, breeding, bondage

Word count: 2458 words

Tags: @writtingrose @omg-im-such-a-masochist

It’s Halloween night with a full blood moon casting its eerie glow across the land. Many elders of the town had chosen to stay inside, for they fear the legend that has haunted this land for decades. A demon lord was said to come during full blood moons with those who follow him, but legend also speaks of a black scaled monster who obeys the demon. A terrifying beast who could destroy 3 men at once if commanded to attack. Despite it being a faded memory the warning of being out during a full blood moon was still the norm for some older generations. The younger generation however have no fear of this legend and enjoy the night either trick or treating, or partying to celebrate the day of All Hallow’s Eve.

A young woman named (Y/N) was walking alone along a forest pathway surrounded by ghostly white river birch trees. the blood moon’s light causing the orange leaves on the ground to look brighter, seemingly to illuminate around her. Her home sits in the middle of the massive forest, the trail was originally for horses and wagons to travel. Now it’s her own private trail to her little cottage. As she walked a cold wind harshly blew through the trees, causing (Y/N) to shiver as the atmosphere seemed to change from peaceful to a darker somber one. Her eyes looked around cautiously as she felt she was not alone on this path, feeling a dark gaze from somewhere within the forest around her.

She walked quicker along the path to try and hurry home. However when she reached a bend that would lead right to her cottage, a strong scent drifted in the wind to her that was unnatural within her forest. The smell of oak, mahogany, and musk filled her nose while the hair on the back of her neck stood up. She began to run as fast as she could down the path, her heart pounding in her ears with pure adrenaline and fear. She could just hear a deep, guttural growl before heavy footsteps charged from the forest. She never looked back and only focused on the path ahead of her, the path to safety.

Within a few minutes of running she could see the bright porch light of her cottage, however as she got closer a figure appeared in her way. Putting on the brakes (Y/N) stops dead in her tracks, staring into the blue and white eye of who stood in her way to the cottage. His dark hair and auburn beard framed his face as he took a step toward her. “Well hello, does a little thing like you live here all alone? It’s dangerous out here, anything could be lurking in these woods.” His voice held a dark tone and yet sent shivers down her spine. (Y/N) took some frantic steps backwards trying to get away from the man before her, however her back slammed against what felt like a solid form of muscles. A chuckling growl vibrated the chest against her back while a clawed hand grabbed her arm. “Little girl’s shouldn’t be alone. You never know what kind of monsters might be in the shadows.”

Before he could get her other arm she managed to duck under his arm grabbing her, then with a grunt she kicked his knee making his grip loosen. With a harsh pull she freed her arm and ran to the side where she used the trees to block the other man from getting her. With great effort she ran for the front door with her hand already grabbing the key from her pocket. As quick as she could she managed to unlock the door and get the door open, unfortunately she failed to realize the monster had caught up. His body slammed into her and both fell to the floor with him on top of her, pinning her down he laughed softly while his red eyes filled with hunger. “Nice try little dove, but a mere human can’t outrun the likes of me and my master.”

A dark chuckle came from the door, then the sound of it shutting and locking reached her ears. As the beast above her moved to lean closer to her face, (Y/N) felt something firm pressing against her thigh. The man in the suit groaned and laughed softly as he got closer. “Really? The chase got to you that quick, Luchasaurus?” He folded his arms over his chest while Luchasaurus glared at him over his shoulder. “I can’t help it! The hunt is such a turn on, then seeing this plump girl running for her life just made things worse. Don’t kink shame me, Malakai!”

Malakai just laughs and looks over their little prey now at their mercy. His mismatched eyes scanned her struggling form with a malicious grin. “I think we shall have fun with this one before taking her soul. Get her to the bedroom and use these to restrain her.” He handed Luchasaurus some silk made rope before the monster scooped her up with a growl. “Don’t you dare fight me, or else I will take a bite out of you. Understood?” (Y/N) shivered with a nod as she let him carry her to her bedroom. She was too afraid to even talk as the two men ‘s aura felt dark and that they were not bluffing.

Luchasaurus laid her with her head hanging over the edge of the bed and tied her hands to each post before using his clawed hands to rip her clothes to shreds. Malakai laughed seeing how eager his best monster was. “You can get the first taste Luchasaurus, I’m gonna make sure she can’t scream.” Both men stripped off whatever clothing they had on as (Y/N) tried to press her legs together, her cheeks flushed pink while her eyes tried to look away. Malakai grabbed her neck with a deep growl vibrating his chest. “You better open those legs before we get forceful.” With a gulp she slowly opened her legs before letting out a yelp as Luchasaurus grabbed her plump thighs roughly, lightly cutting her flesh with his claws and making a little blood trickle down her lifted legs.

“Look at this curvy girl, Malakai. She is going to look adorable covered in bruises and cuts.” Luchasaurus bent his head down to her (F/C) lace panties while licking his fangs. He slowly bites the crotch of the panties and her clit through them. (Y/N) yelped from his bite before her face went full red, feeling him taking her panties off with his teeth. Malakai slapped his cock against her slightly open lips. “Open up princess. Obey us and we might spare your life.” His hand lightly squeezed her throat in encouragement then grinning like the Cheshire Cat as her mouth opened. “Good girl.”

Slowly the tattooed demon pushed his cock into her mouth just as Luchasaurus slid a finger into her with a grin. “She is already wet for us, master. Is the little dove turned on?” He roughly pushed his finger in then curled it, making (Y/N) flinch and choke on Malakai’s cock. Both men groan watching her reaction with hunger. “Hurry the fuck up and get her ready. I want that delicious pussy clenching my cock like her throat is.” Luchasaurus nodded as he pulled his finger out to grab her hips with both hands before pressing his tongue against her soaking folds. (Y/N) let out a muffled moan while her legs flinched in his grasp.

Suddenly time seemed to stand still as the monster jerked back with a shocked look on his face. “Malakai.” His red eyes flashed brown for a moment before turning back to red, he made eye contact with his master and both had a look of hope before a new hunger clouded their gaze. Luchasaurus grabbed her hips and gently lifted them up before shoving his tongue into her folds with a hungry growl. Malakai started to thrust harder into (Y/N)’s mouth while one hand gripped her throat while the other gripped a handful of hair at the back of her head. “Fuck! Just when I thought this evening couldn't get better.” He grins down at her before making eye contact with Luchasaurus again. “Wij heb een fokker gevonden!~”

The monster between her thighs began eating her out as if it was the last thing he would ever devour. (Y/N) felt waves of pleasure as he ate her out as if it was his last meal. Malakai groaned as he shoved his cock once more down the little human’s throat before pulling out. (Y/N) coughed and gasped for hair as the demon above her laughed. “Laten we samen deze kleine fokken.” Luchasaurus grinned as he sat up with her arousal soaking his lips and beard. “Agreed. Let’s double stuff her till she passes out.” Malakai untied her hands only to put them together behind her back. He then took a seat on her bed.

(Y/N) struggled until the demon forced her to sit in his lap after he leaned his back against the headboard. He then grinds his cock against her soaked pussy. “Good job, my warrior. She is perfect for us to ravish and stuff.” She felt the monster come up behind her and rub his cock against her wet folds as well. “W-Wait! I can’t take you both! It’s impossible! Y-you will kill me.” Malakai grabs her throat and kisses her roughly. “Oh, you will take both of us. And we will stuff you till our seed flows out of your tight cunt.”

Before she could get another word out both men shove their cocks into her pussy, making her almost scream from the slight pain. Luchasaurus groaned as he pressed his face against her neck. “Mmm! Fuck she’s tight as hell!” Malakai moaned as he kissed (Y/N) again as his tongue shoved into her mouth. “Mmm, yes. So tight and fertile.” Without giving her a chance to adjust they start thrusting into her, growling groaning let both their lips as they fuck her. She moaned when Luchasaurus bit her shoulder as his thrusts became rougher, making her breasts bounce in Malakai’s face.

“F-Fuck! I can’t! Too much!” The demon suddenly wrapped his lips around one of her nipples and bit it softly, causing her to choke on a moan as her pussy tightened around them both. Luchasaurus’s growling moans became louder as his right hand started rubbing her clit. “Mmmm! Fuck yes! Get tighter for us, little dove. Drive us feral to breed and claim you.” Both men started to get more handsy and grab her curvy body wherever they could. Their lips and teeth touching and biting her delicate skin to claim more of her body as theirs.

(Y/N) was so confused and yet could not help but be turned on by their words and actions. Her body was burning with intense pleasure as her pussy was stuffed. Slowly she gave into the lust and leaned back against Luchasaurus while still riding Malakai. “A-Ahh! Please, please.” This made the monster smirk as he licked along her neck while Malakai pulled back to make her look into his eyes. “Please what? Use your words, tell us what our little prey wants from her new masters?” Her eyes stared into his as his hands slipped to her hips, gripping her flesh to grind against her as his cock slid to the base in her. She fell under his spell as she fully gave in. “Please make me cum. I’m so close, Master Malakai.” Her pussy throbbed around them while her legs shook from riding him.

With a dark chuckle the demon snapped his fingers at Luchasaurus. “Lay on your back, Lucha. It’s time to make her scream our names.” Nodding his head the beast moved slowly to lay on his back with her laying on him. Malakai moved to his knees and looked down at her with a grin. As soon as they got comfortable their thrusting started again with a new energy, their hips slapping against hers rougher now. Lucha’s hands held her hips tight as he picked up the pace. “Fuck! So close, little dove. Master, let me cum in her!” Malakai laughs as he thrusted harder into (Y/N) and makes her take more of Lucha, making the lantern groan. “No, we cum together in this little human. Hold it a bit longer until I say so.” He grabbed Lucha’s throat with a sinister grin. “Or else I will blue ball you and you won’t get to cum for a month!”

He growled in agreement before both men continued to breed her, leaving bite marks and red scratches on her body. Soon Malakai pressed his face against the left side of her neck while Lucha had her right. “Mmm! Make her cum with us! Fuck let’s make her a mother.” Lucha suddenly started to rub (Y/N)’s clit harder and even slapped it as he and Malakai desperately thrust harder into her. “Fuck! Yes dove! Cry out our names! Say you belong to us!”

When both slammed into her together they hit her g-spot perfectly, causing her to scream as she cums on their cocks. Lucha kept rubbing her clit as he and Malakai roared out as they cum deep inside her, filling her with their seed. Both men bite into her shoulder and neck as they claim her, now she belonged to them forever. As she passed out from the intensity the monster softly was licking her neck with a purr. “Sleep now. You did so good for us.” Malakai chuckled as he placed a kiss on her forehead. “Yes, you need to sleep. When you awaken, we will take you to our home. Where you will be loved, fed, and spoiled.” (Y/N) tried to speak but was shushed by the demon as he lightly stroked her hair. “Shhh, close those eyes and sleep. You will know our reasoning later.”

Slowly they moved to where all three could sleep comfortably while staying inside her to make sure she gets pregnant. Neither man cared about who got to impregnate her first, they only desired to protect and breed her. She was more important than she knew, a very special human who could give them children. (Y/N) allowed the darkness of sleep to take her as she curled up in the arms of a demon lord and a monster, feeling safer with them than she ever did before. The young woman had a feeling her life will never be the same after that All Hallows Eve night.

[leahsflwer]

HELLOOO!!! This is a list of wrestlers in AEW who I will write for more often, open to having requests of others who aren’t on here. Don’t be scared to ask or send messages :)

AEW Men -

Darby Allin

Malakai Black

Buddy Matthews

Brody King

Jeff Hardy

Matt Hardy

Jon Moxley

Claudio Castagnoli

Hook

Danhausen

Lance Archer

Bryan Danielson

Chris Jericho

Adam Copeland

Swerve Strickland

RJ city

Kip Sabian

Will Osprey

Orange Cassidy

Kenny Omega

Konosuke Takehsita

Kenny Omega

Cash Wheeler

Prince Nana

Adam Page

Matthew Jackson

Nicholas Jackson

Sting

Jack Perry

Adam Cole

Jay White

Kazuchika Okada

Dax Harwood

Cash Wheeler

Trent Beretta

Sammy Guevara

Wheeler Yuta

Alex Reynolds

Isiah Kassidy

Bastard Pac

Tony Khan

Luchasaurus (Austin)

MJF

Katsuyori Shibata

Austin Gunn

Colten Gunn

Rodrick Strong

Nick Wayne

Kyle O’Reily

Brandon Cutler

Christian Cage

Daniel Garcia

Rocky Romero

Mike Bennett

Matt Taven

Juice Robinson

Kyle Fletcher

Nak

AEW Women -

Julia Hart

Renee Young

Saraya

Penelope Ford

Tay Melo

Hikaru Shida

Cj Perry

Jamie Hayter

Thunder Rosa

Skye Blue

Anna Jay

Leila Gray

Kris Statlander

Queen Aminata

Toni Storm

Aubrey Edwards

Britt Baker

Willow Nightingale

Mercedes Mone

Mariah May

[josiewrites]

Baptize Me, and I’ll Be Your Sin: Part 2

Part 2 baby! I remembered my House pet story, and I figured y’all needed part 2. Here’s the start of the smut.

Tag List Babes:

@writtingrose , @munsinner , @rubyred1980 , @letmebeawesome , @unlikelywrestlingfan , @rollynchwhore , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @demonqueen29 , @auburnwrites , @baysexuality , @elitehoe , @wwenhlimagines , @omg-im-such-a-masochist , @seeingstarks , @damnnhausen , @xladyxfatex , @himbos-hotline

I sucked in a breath as the door clicked open, pushing my chest out more as Buddy came through the door first. "Welcome home," I said softly, looking up into the rich dark eyes of Buddy Matthews. 

Buddy let out a growl as he pushed into the room, Brody following behind. "You're so good, kitten." His fingers quickly knotted themselves in my hair, tugging my head back. I mewled slightly at the delightful sting in my scalp as he spit into my open mouth. Without command, I swallowed it gratefully, showing him my empty mouth. 

“Buddy,” Brody’s voice drifted to us. “She cleaned for us. We should give her the same respect.” Buddy nodded, releasing my hair before kissing my forehead softly as he walked into the bathroom. Brody smiled as he opened the door to the suite adjoining ours. “Thank you, turtledove.” My heart swelled as he stepped into the next bathroom, the water running in both.

Julia stepped through the adjoining door, closing it behind her. “Where is Malakai?” I heard my voice take on the higher, softer tones of my headspace. 

“He’ll be here soon,” she said, offering me a hand. I took it, allowing her to pull me up slowly. “In the meantime, the boys asked me to keep you company. Is that okay?” I nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed, bringing me to about the same height as her. She smiled, leaning in to press her lips to mine. 

Her jacket fell off her shoulders as I allowed her tongue to explore my mouth, leaving her in her black bralette and slacks.Though it had become more common since she joined the House, Julia still kissed me with slight hesitation. Her fingers still had a small tremble as they caressed my skin, but gained surety as she stroked between my legs, swallowing the small moan I let out. 

“All this just from them?” Her lips took on a wicked smirk as she plunged two fingers inside my wet heat. She gently pushed my knees apart as she knelt down, letting her breath roll over my slick folds. “You’re such a receptive pet.” 

Before I could respond, she began to tease my clit with little kitten licks as she pumped her fingers slightly. A sharp gasp escaped my throat as she curled her fingers into my sensitive spot, smirking against my skin as she continued to lick and suck my clit, very clearly relishing the moans and whimpers she was coaxing out of me. “Jules, I…fuck.” She picked up her pace slightly, drawing me closer and closer to my own orgasm.

“Go on, princess." As though waiting for permission, my thighs clenched as my climax washed over me, much to Julia’s delight as she lapped at my sweetness. “How do you always taste so good?” She stood, kissing me again as she pushed me onto the bed. 

"Jules…" My voice was weak as she straddled me, the fabric of her slacks rubbing against my naked skin. Her slim fingers ran over my breasts, plucking at the hardened peaks of my nipples. Her earlier hesitance seemed to melt away as she pulled more whimpers from me. 

She hovered above me, laying a gentle kiss on my lips as she unclipped her bralette, tossing it behind her. "Y'know," she said softly against my lips, "before I joined the House, I never would've thought to do this."

"I know," I giggled, caressing her smaller breasts. "One of the reasons I was excited for you to join."

"Oh yeah?" She smirked, letting out a soft gasp as I rolled her sensitive nipples between my fingertips. I nodded, one hand sliding down her body, dipping beneath the waistband of her slacks. "Oh, princess," she moaned as my fingers swirled against her clit, feeling her grow wetter at my touch. 

"Good girl, kitten."

I turned to see Buddy staring intently at us, ginger hair still slightly damp from his shower. "Make her come for me, baby." His accent grew thicker, his hand slowly working his length. 

"Yes, Daddy," I purred, dipping two fingers into Julia's heat as my thumb continued to play with her clit. Curling my fingers slightly, I felt her clench around me as she moaned, which only spurred me on. She bucked against my hand as my thumb rubbed circles against the sensitive bud, coaxing her towards the edge. A few moments more, she let out a cry as she clenched again, coating my fingers in her essence. 

"Good girl," Julia breathed, giving me one last kiss before untangling from me. "I guess it's your turn now," she smirked, turning to Buddy. "I'll go grab Brody." Buddy nodded as she stood, stepping towards the adjoining door.

[deepdisireslonging]

Haunted by the House of Black

What it would be like to feel like you’re being watched… by something not of this plane? Lingering touches that first startle, then intrigue?

Pairing: Neutral gender!Reader x Malakai Black/Brody King/Buddy Matthews/Julia Hart

Warnings/Promises: SMUT, horror aspects, masturbation, voyeurism, oral (reader and House receiving), dub-con, edging (?)

Word Count: 1400

Note: 18+ only please. I’ve got the note on my blog, but I had a 15 year-old reblog one of my fics last week. I am not your mother. I can’t tell you what not to engage with. But please note that interacting with art above your age group can and will get the creator in trouble, even if it is your actions and they had nothing to do with it besides create the art. So please, wait until you’re 18 before reading. For those 18 and older, please enjoy. Heavily inspired by this post, and this, and this.

Being haunted would include:

·        Moving into your new house. It’s old, but you think it’s sweet and full of character. The first room you sat up was your bedroom.

·        What better way is there to break in a new place but with some self-pleasure?

·        There was the usual uneasiness of being alone in a new space. It grew as you undressed, but you knew it would dissipate after a few nights. You put on your headphones to further block out the house settling noises. All you heard was your favorite music or audio that helps you get into the right headspace.

·        If the air is cool, it’s because your body started to warm up. You writhe and tease your skin in the ways that make your core tingle. It doesn’t matter how long it takes. Release is inevitable when you’re the one pulling your own strings.

·        Just as you focused to reach the end, one hand on your chest, the other between your legs, you felt a breath on your skin. And the sensation of a finger flicking your nipple.

·        You cum, but you ripped out your headphones as the orgasmic quakes cut short. You were alone. Of course.

·        It’s just a new house. It’s just a new house. It’s just a new house.

·        The mantra plucked at your thoughts over the next week. The stack of boxes piled up in your various rooms dwindled. But there was something more.

·        Whisps of air breezing over your skin.

·        The sound of shoes over the floorboards when you were sitting or standing still. Sometimes multiple sets.

·        The sensation of being watched followed around your house. It disappeared any time you spun around looking for peepholes, figures in the windows, or anything else your imagination could come up with as an explanation.

·        Fully unpacked, you set yourself to take a long, hot, self-indulgent shower. The only room in the house without windows. The steam breathed into your lungs, relaxing away the anxiety. Suds washed away the ache in your muscles. And washing your hair gave you an excuse to knead your temples and massage your head to your full desire. Robbed of your former “me-time”, you shifted your hands to your chest. Soon you brought your nipples to peaks.

·        You shifted your hands down, leaning against the shower wall and closing your eyes. The hum overtook your skin.

·        Completion was still a ways away when your eyelids fluttered open. Through the steam and the condensation on the shower wall, you could have sworn you saw eyes. Instead of being terrified, a different type of warmth filled you.

·        Whispers filed like static into your ears. Promises of what could be yours. If you only said yes.

·        A hand smeared through the condensation.

·        Another gripped your hip. Something took a deep breath next to your neck, inhaling the scent of your need.

·        Terror overtook pleasure. You ducked under the water, using it like a shield, and clamped your eyes shut tight. A few breaths later, you opened them again.

·        The handprint was gone.

·        Over the next several weeks, the touches became more bold.

·        At breakfast, a hand rested on the back of your neck, or the top of your head.

·        During your work from home, the trailing of fingers up your legs. Despite wearing your thickest pants, they still felt like skin against skin.

·        As you prepared for bed, lips kissed your back between your shoulder blades. A set of four, all at different heights along your spine. All at once.

·        At night, whispers told you to say yes. They passed wet dreams into your sleep. You woke up with a growing ache between your thighs, and a buzz in your skull.

·        Some days were quiet. Others were filled with quick touches that made you question your sanity.

·        One day they left you completely alone. You almost missed having them. And you said as much… out loud.

·        The next day, the larger pair of hands pined you to a wall as two mouths places chaste kisses to either side of your neck.

·        After a month and a half, you were ready to give in.

·        You began again, searching for the release that had been denied you since moving in.

·        No headphones this time. Just you… and the energies that creeped in. You wandered around your house, palming yourself. You stopped in the dinning room.

·        They waited until you were panting with need.

·        When the first hand smoothed across your skin, you didn’t flinch. Its match joined int the exploration. Another pair smoothed up your legs. A third landed heavily on your shoulders, massaging and moving you to lay across the table like a sacrifice or a meal. The fourth pair of hands, smaller, landed on your collarbone. Not tightening.

·        As one, they all stilled.

·        Waiting.

·        You took a deep breath.

·        “Yes.”

·        The small hands gently constrict around your neck. The others toyed with whichever part of you was closest to their grasp.

·        One hand eased over your sex, flicking its thumb over your most sensitive places. Tightening. Twisting. Curling. Another hand toyed at your puckered hole. The hands on your shoulders held you down as you writhed.

·        It’s so much. Their touch was cool against your flushed skin. Mouths placed wet kisses over your figure, leaving nothing behind. And, under the sounds panting out between your lips, the increased breathing of four other beings puffed. It chilled the air. You wondered if a ring of salt would have prevented all this.

·        Something harder and longer than fingers traces over your lips. You open your mouth and use your tongue. It’s odd working something cold and invisible. But it reaches the back of your throat without choking you. Why would it need to. The hands around your throat tightened as your arousal increased.

·        Another invisible cock slid across your sex, bumping and teasing while a mouth covered your heat. With the movement at your back, phasing through your table like it was nothing, you were soon full everywhere.

·        The arousal that had been building hovered out of reach.

·        No matter how you pleaded around the cock in your mouth, writing in the eight hands that gripped you, they prevented you from cumming.

·        The ghosts were reaching for and end of their own. The more they filed you, the more your energy depleted. Were they taking it from you? Or were they working you that much that you were spent?

·        Between blinks, you began to see the forms of your guests.

·        Three large men, two of which were covered in tattoos. The largest at your head, pinning you down and filling your mouth. The other two lower on your body. The tattoo-less one worked his mouth over your sex. The third, with the piercing eyes you saw in the shower, filling you. And a woman, sliding herself across your stomach.

·        Their forms were see-through, but each thrust and moan gave them another layer of opaqueness.

·        Resigned to wait for them, you let them use you. Moving and humming when you can, you took what they gave.

·        The woman suddenly tightened her grip. She tossed her head back as her body was wracked in shudders.

·        At that sight, the cock in your mouth swelled. A few more desperate pumps followed before it filled you, spilling past your lips.

·        The other two did their best to work you to completion. With two less weights on your arousal, you rapidly careened towards the end. The tattoo-less one came first, drawing away so he could spill on your stomach.

·        Finally, the last ghost refused to fill you until your walls clamped down on his cock. For the first time, you heard his shout twinged with the groan of release. His eyes bored into you as you came, shivering and filled with endorphins to the point where you felt like you were floating. Maybe you actually were.

·        Each one stroked you till you were at ease. Then, one by one, in the order they came, faded out of view with your name as a whisper.

·        The last stoked your cheek before he went.

·        “We’ll take care of you soon, liefje.”

·        You slipped off to sleep.

·        Awakening the next morning, you had been moved to your bed. You were clean and the only ache in your body was the familiar one that followed after a pleasant evening of pleasure.

You hoped they take care of you often.

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Being the Pet of the House of Black

I’m going to add an 18+ warning for pet play and sexual content

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, MINORS DNI, pet play, sexual content, use of the names bunny and pet, use of the honorifics Master, Sir, and Daddy (guess who's who)

also once again blaming this on @josiewrites

You had watched the House grow over time

You had watched as your Master had brought in other lost souls and helped them grow to embrace the darkness that shrouded them

You were different, you were the House’s ray of sunshine, their perfect pet as your Master had so politely called you

You were a very spoiled pet it was safe to say

Master made sure you wanted for nothing and in turn, you obeyed him and the other members of the House

Julia was the one who bought you the ears and tail

Julia was also the first to call you bunny

It was a butt plug that had a little cotton ball-type poof attached to it

But you had to admit the bunny ears were your favorite part, they made you feel small, they made you crave to feel owned

And who was Master to deny you of that

When you ate you sat on the floor

You had your own bed although Julia would sometimes let you sleep in her bed

Sometimes Sir would have you on his lap as he pet you

And sometimes Daddy would sit on the floor and roll a ball back and forth with you

Your favorite thing was when they decided you had earned a reward

They let you pick

Nine times out of ten you picked something involving sex

You were still called bunny and pet as Master ruined you on his cock or while Julia pushed you over and over the edge with her incredible tongue, or even when Daddy and Sir would make you feel oh so full

They never hesitated to remind you of how good of a pet you are

You practically preen when they tell you how good you are for them

After rewards, you always get aftercare with the House making sure that you're well taken care of

I mean why wouldn't they take care of their good, good bunny

After all, the House is always strongest when everyone is taken care of

[hooked0n-wrestling]

Writing coming soon!

Hi angels! Quinn here, i've been around tumblr for a while now but this is a fresh account! I wanna get back into writing so i'll leave a list for who i write for, feel free to leave me some requests!

AEW:

Adam Copeland

Adam Page

Anna Jay

Brody King

Buddy Matthews

Daniel Garcia

Britt Baker

Hook

Jamie Hayter

Jay White

Jon Moxley

Juice Robinson

Julia Hart

Kenny Omega

Kris Statlander

Kip Sabian

Kyle Fletcher

Malakai Black

Matthew Jackson

MJF

Nicholas Jackson

Orange Cassidy

Ruby Soho

Swerve Strickland

WWE:

The judgment day (Poly! and individually, i do not write for JD however.)

Liv Morgan

LA Knight

Bayley

Seth Rollins

Cody Rhodes

Jey Uso

Gigi Dolin

Trick Williams

Carmelo Hayes

Cora Jade

Roxanne Perez

CM Punk

Drew Mcintyre

Karrion Kross

Scarlett

Descendants:

Ben

Jay

Harry Hook

Uma

Gil

Red

Chloe Charming

Chad Charming

James Hook

Evie

Bridget/Queen of hearts

Mal

Jane

Red dead redemption

Arthur Morgan

Dutch Van Der Linde

Javier Escuella

John Marston

DC

Rachel Roth/Raven

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Garfield Logan / beast boy

Donna Troy

Tim Drake

MASTERLIST

I write for MLM, WLW, Gender Neutral reader, trans reader and so on. I'll write headcanons, fics and maybe mini series in the future. i WILL NOT write smut for now, it may be hinted but my smut writing skills are... not tumblr acceptable. I won't write about anything triggering (e.g R@pe, age gap with anyone under the age of 18, incest, @buse etc.). Fluff and angst are my specialties, so request away!

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚄𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚅𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛

Pairing: AU!Criminal Malakai Black x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult language, angst, fluff, implied smut, nuances of potential toxic relationship

Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

A/N: Tomorrow (August 19th) is the birthday of my beloved babe! I’d like to wish the happiest birthday to one of the most amazing people I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet: Crystal aka @theworldofotps . This is a small birthday gift to one of my best friends, thank you for being a part of my life! I love you 🌹😘

Annoyance seemed to be your constant mood for the last couple of weeks. You absolutely hate when he does this shit! Goes “missing”, and doesn’t reply to your texts nor answer your calls, FaceTime seemed to be unknown to him, and at this point, even a handwritten letter would be enough to settle your aching heart. But no, not to Mr. “I Decide Whenever You Get To Talk To Me” who’s too good to let you know he’s still alive. If he wants to play this game, you’ll make sure he has to deal with the consequences.

“Oh no no no no, c’mon! You gotta be fucking kidding me!” You whined in the deserted street while your eyes spotted the front door to your house slightly open. This was the cherry on top of your already shitty and stressful week, a goddamn robbery! This had to be some sort of bad-taste joke from someone in the skies above. Who could’ve known a couple of unfinished Hail Marys would come back to bite you this hard in the ass.

Grabbing a piece of log from the backyard you steadied and mentally prepared yourself for the possibility of having to hit someone in their head as you entered the living room. The strong and fresh scent of coffee hit your nostrils like a punch, and when the log fell from your grip with a loud thud on the living room’s floor, you for once wished it was a burglar inside your home so at least you wouldn’t have to deal with the petulant figure before you.

“Hello, sugarplum. Long time no see” Malakai smiled widely. His face was shaved smooth and there were still remnants of his black makeup underneath his pale white orb.

Anger was the first feeling you acknowledged, followed by relief that soon enough was replaced with hatred.

Malakai sat in the hot pink armchair, dressed in black, and with an ankle resting on top of his knee. His tattoo sleeves were on display, and his inked hands played with the Alice In Wonderland teacup in his hand.

The next nine words were the only ones your lips seemed to know how to mutter “That cup is meant for tea, not for coffee”. But upon hearing the playful chuckle coming from him, your numb state of mind was quickly replaced by an annoyed one, “And get the fuck out of my house!”

The playful smirk didn’t leave Malakai’s lips, not even after hearing your angry outburst. He simply took another sip of the steamy black liquid and moaned “Why does coffee always taste better at your place?”

You were not going to back down from this, not this time. With a determined gaze, you pointed to your front door and only spat one word at him “Leave!”, before placing your bag on one of the wooden wall hooks and taking your way straight toward the kitchen.

The loud thumping of heavy boots followed you to the kitchen and the once numbed anger began to rise to the surface.

You turned around to face the man who was responsible for your constant sorrow. “Are you fucking deaf? I told you to get the fuck out!”

Without breaking his gaze away from you, Malakai filled his cup with the freshly brewed coffee before simply answering “No”.

Your fingers closed around one of the black handles in the acrylic knife holder, instantly pulling the blade and pointing at him “Get out or I’ll make you get out!”

Malakai’s deep laugh only served to annoy you even more, he leaned on top of the kitchen island, wetting his lips with his tongue and momentarily making you forget why you hated him so much right now.

“I always loved that fire in you. You’re so…saucy” He chuckled. “So different from all the other women I’ve been with. There’s something about you that is so addicting”.

You knew what he was doing, it was with the very same smooth talk that Malakai convinced you of forgiving him the other couple of times he pulled out the same disappearing stunt, only this time you were not having it.

“Out! I’m not going to repeat mysel- What the hell are you doing?!” You screamed soon after Malakai got on top of the kitchen island on his hands and knees. He slowly crawled toward you, instantly reminding you of those predator documentaries you used to watch on Animal Planet during one of your many sleepless nights.

When he finally reached you, Malakai sat on the cool granite stone, his legs hanging from the island countertop now serving as a shield that keeps you within his reach.

“Don’t you love me, sugarplum? Didn’t you miss me? Not even a little bit?” His sugar-coated voice covered your needy heart like a warm blanket.

Shaking your head in disbelief, you asked him to leave once more, but Malakai ignored your request and continued:

“Is this because I didn’t call you? Is that why you’re so mad at me? Because I didn’t send you a goodnight text” He smirked, “I thought we surpassed that”. Malakai’s hands cupped your cheeks, pulling your face closer to his, he let his thin lips bump into yours. The feeling of his smooth skin against your chin brought a feeling of unfamiliarity deep inside you.

“I already told you that I work with some dangerous stuff, and I don’t want you to be a part of that. It’s not a safe place for a beautiful woman like you”

“Julia knows everything though. She’s a beautiful woman and still, she knows everything you’re up to! You answer her calls, texts, emails…hell, I bet you’d even answer her telegram if she sent you one”

“Julia’s different-”

“Why? Because she’s adorable and blonde?”

*What is wrong with me?!* You mentally asked yourself the minute the words left your lips. You don’t have a problem with Julia, as a matter of fact, you’ve never had one. You love her like a younger sister and know that Malakai feels the same, *So what is my problem? Why am I suddenly attacking her as if she was my enemy?* You asked yourself once again until Malakai’s voice pulled you back to the present.

“Because she works for me. Nothing more, nothing less, and you know that” His hand traveled down your face, closing his grip around the sides of your neck, Malakai growls “Stop being so fucking paranoid! And stop accusing me of cheating on you, otherwise I’ll do it just so you can have a real reason to bitch about it”.

“What a fucking asshole you are!” You abruptly pulled his hand away from your neck “How fucking dare you?! You know what? I’m so fucking done with you! Get the fuck out of my house, get the fuck out of my life, I never want to see you again!”

“You’re breaking up with me?” Malakai tried to hold back his amused smirk but it was in vain. “Are you jealous, sugarplum?” He asks, and once he sees how flustered you were, his teasing smirk turns into a toothy grin. “Come here” He tries to pull you closer to him by your neon green tank top but you successfully manage to escape him.

“Fuck off, jerk!” You slapped his hand away “Stop, Malakai. I’m serious! I’m mad at you and I don’t want you here anymore”

“Malakai?” He chuckled “What happened with ‘baby’, ‘handsome’, and ‘my love’?”

“Dissapeared once you started acting like a fucking prick!”

“I love when you get all feisty like this. It’s the perfect combination of cute and sexy. It makes me want to do bad things with you” Malakai kissed the corner of your mouth, instantly making you whine “Stop it!” in return.

The low chuckle rumbling in his chest, and the mischief playing in his eyes were making it hard for you to stay mad at him for ghosting you again.

“But you don’t want me to stop” He murmured against your lips “Because you love me”, a sinister smirk danced across his lips.

You mumbled a quick “Shut up” before he smiled, “Am I lying though?” He asked with sincerity.

“I don’t enjoy you rubbing in my face the fact that I’m a dumb bitch for loving you”

“C’mon, you know that’s not what I meant” Sarcasm dripped from every word as he closed his arms around your waist.

“Why do you enjoy making fun of me so much? Just because I’m not a heartless piece of shit like you doesn’t mean that my feelings or my heart deserves to be used as your jester”

“Heartless piece of shit? Ouch, that one hurt” Malakai cackled, his hands now rested on top of your ass, and his fingers began to knead the meaty flesh of your backside. “And who says I don’t love you?” His sharp teeth tugged on your bottom lip, pulling it down until the soft skin escaped from his grip “I do love you, sugarplum…in my own way”.

“I fucking hate your way of loving”

Malakai’s lips captured yours in a famished kiss, enabling you from speaking anything else. His hands traveled through your curves, squeezing, kneading, and scratching every part of your body. He pulled back and allowed you to catch some breath before he repeated the same previous steps.

“You don’t say that when I make you scream all night long though” He murmured teasingly against your wet, swollen lips.

“I’m not playing, Malakai!”

With an annoyed sigh, Malakai held your face in his hand. “Fine! What the fuck do you want then? Do you want me to tell you all about my work life so you and your family can be targeted by my enemies, is that what you want?”

“I just want you to stop ghosting me every time you have to leave for a job, damn it! Is that too much to ask for, asshole?!”

“If I do that I’ll automatically put you in danger, you dumb bitch!”

Before you could process everything, your hand connected to his face, the harsh slapping sound was soon replaced by another one when Malakai’s fingers landed on your cheek. Time seemed to stop as you both stared in disbelief at each other, the surprise gave place to a much more primal feeling that caused Malakai to harshly kiss you again.

“I just want to know that you’re still alive” You murmured against his lips when he broke the kiss.

“I’m not gonna die, sugarplum”

“Yeah, so say everyone, until they get shot in the face!” You stomp your feet against the hardwood floor, making Malakai chuckle:

“Alright, woman! Goddamn it, I cannot believe you’re making me say this” He murmured to himself before he nodded, “Okay, from now on I’ll let you know that I’m alive when I’m on a job, but” He added emphasis on the ‘but’ to prevent your winning grin from becoming to wide, “It’ll be on my terms! We’ll both get a burner phone and I’ll occasionally let you know I’m fine, but we're not gonna be all lovey-dovey and shit with it! Don’t call me, I’ll call you. If you try to contact me I’ll not answer you, I’ll get rid of the goddamn phone, and we’ll never do this again, do you understand me?”

“Yes” Your smile was wide and victorious, making Malakai mumble “I already regret agreeing to this”.

Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down to meet you halfway for a kiss “Thank you, baby” You whispered against his coffee-flavored lips.

“So now we’re back to ‘baby’, huh?” He pinched your ass with a teasing smirk.

You let your fingers trace the tattoo on the side of his head as you smiled pridefully “Just because you decided to stop being a jerk”

“Let’s see if you’ll still think I’m a jerk after I put you in your place” Malakai’s grunt was playful as he squeezed the sides of your neck.

Your eyes fluttered closed for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling of his warm hand around your neck. You leaned forward, breathing against his parted lips “I’d like to see you try, pretty thing”.

And that was enough for him to push all the contents on top of the kitchen island down on the floor before roughly pushing you face down against the cold granite.

[kyndredravenstories]

Eyes of Infinity: Delirium Chapter 11

Hello, I have been posting my work on AO3 and recently decided to venture here to Tumblr. Please note: This story is 18+. No minors. Please read tags carefully. Link to AO3 below but I will also be posting the chapters here.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53564641/chapters/149422321

Pairing: Sylus/Female MC with some elements of Xavier/Female MC

Genre: Romance, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angst, Adventure, Smut, Porn with Big Plot and Big Feelings

Content Warning (For the entire fic): Explicit sexual content, spoilers and alterations to existing lore and cards/memories/tender moments/secret times, size kink, size difference, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, anal sex, fingering, all kinds of fingering, elements of consensual somno, dom!Sylus, jealousy, possessive!Sylus, Mephisto stalking, typical game violence, battle and combat, PTSD

Summary: To love him meant stepping over the threshold and crossing into darkness. To be with him meant accepting the lure of the shadows. And to protect him from betrayal meant sacrifice. I knew not how, only that I would not let time sever our paths ever again.

Previous Chapters: Ch 1 / Ch 2 / Ch 3 / Ch 4 / Ch 5 / Ch 6 / Ch 7 / Ch 8 / Ch 9 / Ch 10

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I am a Hunter, and I'm straight as an arrow. But, even I break the rules at times. I had certainly saved plenty of people in Linkon in my time fighting Wanderers, so it's no surprise that I have quite a few individuals that 'owe me one'. As I prepare for meeting Malakai, I remember a certain shop keep that operates a semi-illegal arms pawn and trade shop known as the "Crate" in the Auric Sector. My guns might not be enough to give me an edge against Malakai, so I decide to pay the "Crate" a visit. 

A few stops on the bullet train takes me there in less than thirty minutes. When I walk in, his son gives me a glare that could melt rock. I hold my head high, unfazed. I'm used to confrontations like this. Though most people are usually glad to see Hunters about, not all citizens are happy to have us interfere in their business. As though nothing is amiss, I walk up to the counter and lean against it. Around me, the walls and displays are lined with all kinds of weapons and ammo. Guns, blasters, spears, wands, and even swords. Some are innovative models, others are off-brand Hunter copies.

"Fireborne," the man across from me sneers. He's short with sideburns that are too long and greasy hair that could have used a wash last month. "Thought you were on suspension."

I give him a winning smile. "Maybe I should tag a couple of fines to your books this month and see if they'll end my medical leave early as a reward." We stare each other down until he reaches for a gun that's strapped to his hip. I keep my cool. Even an idiot like this wouldn't dare to attack a Hunter out in broad daylight. 

"Get away from her, Gary," an old grizzled voice shouts from the back room. A wrinkled man with tanned skin and a head of white hair limps out, leaning heavily on a long black cane.

"Alren," I nod respectfully.

"Ellara, what brings you to my neck of the armory?" the store owner asks. As he approaches, his son, Gary, slinks away. Alren's eyes fall on Mephisto who's calmly perched on my shoulder. "And what's with the bird?"

"New pet I picked up," I explain, ignoring Mephisto's frustrated grunt. I point to the display case I'm leaning on. "Listen, I'm going to a meet up tonight and things are probably going to get hairy. I need something small but potent. Something I could hide in a skirt."

Alren gives me a one over and crosses his arms over his chest. "You're on suspension, so I assume you can't pay for this trinket you're needing?"

"Right as usual," I nod sheepishly.

"I do owe you my life, Ell." He lets out a long sigh and scratches the back of his head. "Let me see what I can do."

He takes me through several display cases and shows me quite a few different gadgets on his walls. None of them really strike me as what I would need. After nearly an hour, we make it to one of the front-most display cases. The 'real expensive stuff' as Alren puts it.

"Grenades?" I frown. "The place I'm going to is public. I don't want collateral damage."

Alren pulls out a box about five inches in width. He pops open the lid to reveal a thin narrow cylindrical object. It's silvery. Curious, I reach for it, but Alren gives me a warning glare.

"See that ridge at the top? That's the pin. Pop it off with your nail and you'll make us both deaf."

"A stun grenade?"

Alren nods. "But localized. Smaller. More temporary effects. Good for sticky situations and undetectable to scanners."

I'm instantly in love. "How much?"

"Too much for a Hunter salary," he chortles. With another sigh, he pats my back. "It's on the house. After this consider us even."

It doesn't fit in my skirt, but I do manage to hide it inside the inner pocket of my chest piece. After leaving the "Crate", I make my way back to the Destiny Café. Unfortunately, my trip there doesn't yield anything useful. As expected, there is no information on any reservations for private rooms at 9 PM tonight. I end up touring a few of the rooms then heading back out to grab a bite to eat and to try to text Xavier again.

The day passes in the blink of an eye, and the time for the meetup arrives too swiftly. My messages to Xavier hang as "delivered" but still unread. At some point, Mephisto flies off somewhere, and no more texts or calls come through on my phone. Just as I suspected earlier, I'm alone in this.

As my watch signals 8:59 PM, I have no choice but to proceed inside.

After eight o'clock, the Destiny Café transitions to its nighttime décor. The bright daylight bulbs are dimmed and warm orange-tinted lights give the place a cozy firelight feel. The area for the internet café comes alive with multicolored LED signs and patterns. The computers there glow and pulse in a row of rainbow keyboards and mice. The coffee bar is still going strong, serving those who are more active during the dark hours of the clock.

It's a fairly busy night, and the rooms and seats are mostly all occupied. As I enter through the door, a pleasant chime calls the waiters' attention to my presence. I leave my winter coat at their valet check-in, and the servers wave and ask if there's anything I need. I'm about to have a seat in one of the chairs when my phone goes off with the same eerie melody from earlier.

"Ask for the Red Room."

I'm not surprised that Malakai already knows I'm here. My belly churns with a burst of adrenaline as I go up to the customer service desk. Am I ready for this? Probably not. Even with a trick like the grenade up my sleeve, I won't be able to do much if this is an ambush with a group of trained fighters. This is especially true now that I don't have my Evol to help me.

I take a deep breath.

Well, here goes nothing.

"Hello," I greet the young woman at the counter. "I have a reservation for the Red Room."

The girl looks confused, and while she's checking her tablet for something, a man approaches us in uniform from the coffee bar. He has an athletic build, and his appearance is well-kempt. I can't tell his age, though he seems to be older than I am. Xavier's age, maybe.

"I'll handle this, Lara," he tells the girl then turns to me. "This way please, miss."

I follow him down the hall, but he doesn't take us to any of the private rooms. Instead, he pauses at a narrow door labeled "Staff Only". With a flick of his wrist, he scans his bracelet against the keypad. The light on it turns green, and I hear the sound of a lock opening. The man gestures for me to go inside and hands me an earpiece.

"Thank you, um..." I didn't get his name, so I flounder.

"Isaiah," he says with a polite smile then turns on his heel and walks away. As he does, I press my lips together, pop in the earpiece, and tug open the door. As I do, I pull out one of my guns and unlock the safety. I don't care if I look paranoid. If this really is an ambush, I'll only get one chance to defend myself.

As soon I'm inside, the door locks into place behind me.

Well, shit.

When someone tries to capture you, you break their neck. Not their leg.

Sylus's voice echoes in my mind as I examine the room. It's empty, and there's not much to see. As I might have expected, the room itself doesn't have a touch of red in it. The name is simply code. Other than the odd entrance, though, it looks just like every other private room in the Café. Well, maybe not every room. Embedded in the back wall right next to the stylish arrangement of table and chairs is a large fish tank. It's illuminated and gives the room a pleasant cozy feel.

I walk up to the tank. It's taller than I am, taking up almost half of the entire wall. Strangely, it's empty, as though the owner hasn't finished setting it up yet. I try to see the other side of it, but there's too many plants and decorations to get a clear view. Still, I get the feeling that there's something behind it.

My heart is pounding, and I can't focus. Antsy, I check my watch.

9:10 PM

I start when static hisses across my earpiece for a moment before a familiar voice resounds within.

"You've come armed to a business meeting?"

Malakai.

I'd forgotten how much he reminds me of my dead brother.

I steel myself against those thoughts in particular. There's no room for my trauma to rear its head tonight. I need to stay focused.

"I still have no idea who you really are or what you want," I tell him calmly. "You text me out of the blue on an unregistered phone and invite me to meet you alone. And, what? You expect me to come in here and offer myself on a silver platter?"

A huffing sound. "I suppose I should start with an introduction, then."

"Seems right since you apparently know everything about me," I snap.

"Indeed. Since you came all this way, and since we'll be seeing more of each other from now on, 'guess there's no harm in it." A beat, then -- "I'm Malakai Noxis."

My hands tighten on my weapon and my blood runs cold.

Noxis?

Like the organization we've been hunting for months?

The implications cut me to the quick.

"I see I've struck you speechless."

"You're not just a buyer..."

He makes a sound of amusement. "How in the world did I leave that impression?"

So, the masked man I'd met at the Mythe was the leader of Noxis? He was responsible for its creation and all of the terrible ripples it had caused among society? All those deaths. All that suffering. And now, even my own condition. He was to blame for all of it?

"That changes things," I frown, resetting my grip on my gun.

"For you, maybe. But you haven't even heard what I've come to offer."

I bite my lip, keeping my simmering anger at bay. "Didn't think I was dealing with a coward who wanted to talk over an earpiece. Why'd you even invite me here if you weren't going to come in person?"

"Last time we met, you couldn't stop staring at me like I was a ghost. It wasn't pleasant. I wonder, do I look so much like someone you regret losing?"

"Don't change the topic."

"I wasn't. Or did you think only certain organizations could afford to buy explosives?"

I waver on my feet, leaning against the tank in front of me. "What did you say?"

"You're a smart girl. I don't think I need to repeat myself."

My mind goes blank as I try to wrap my head around what he's telling me. He mentioned explosives and losing people important to me. He could have looked up my history; he likely did already. Is he messing with my head? Or, is he taking responsibility for Caleb and Grandma's deaths? Is he admitting that it wasn't Onychinus, but Noxis that blew a crater in my life less than a year ago?

No.

Not just Noxis.

The man I'm speaking with right now.

I shudder. My hands lower even further. As I start to breathe faster in panic, I try to yank myself back into focus. There's no proof. Bring me proof. Otherwise, he could just be toying with me to throw me off kilter.

"Lies," I rasp. "You're lying."

"You think so?"

"What reason do I have to believe you?"

"Open the drawer to your left."

I look in that direction and step over to a short table with a ceramic blue vase on top of it. It has a single drawer, and with a shaking hand I reach out and open it. My heart nearly stops as I pull out a broken pair of glasses that I recognize too well. It's Grandma's. There's a piece of a charm chain hanging from the side. A Christmas gift from me. The metal is burned, and one of the lenses is missing. The lens that remains has a drop of dried and crusted blood smeared on its surface. I can't help it. I drop them to the floor and reel back.

"Judging by your reaction, I assume you recognize them."

It can't be.

"You...you...killed them..." But, why? Why tell me all this? Why bring me here? Surely he knows that the moment I see him, I'm going to break every single bone in his body. His face first. Just like I've always imagined doing to my family's killer.

I'll punch him again and again.

Then shoot him until he's full of holes and bleeding out at my feet.

"I like this look on your face," Malakai says. "The setup was worth it."

I look up and around the room, but I don't see any cameras. Where is he watching me from? Nausea claws at my gut, and I push it down. Bastard is watching me from somewhere. Watching and laughing at my pain and my sorrow. Well, I won't have it. I'm not his mobile entertainment, and I'm certainly not here to play around. Glancing at the tank, I suddenly get an idea. If I'm wrong, I'm about to get in a lot of trouble.

But, at this point -- fuck it all.

I raise my gun and point it at the fish tank. No hesitation. No doubt. No stops.

I pull the trigger.

It's reinforced, but not against my caliber of bullet. The cracks creep up the sides of the tank.

Pop

Pop

Crackle

Pop

Bang!

The glass shatters, and a wave after wave of water pours and guzzles out of the tank.

Beyond, I see a shadow of a man standing in the darkness.

"I think it's time we stopped playing games," Malakai growls in my earpiece.

He raises his hand, and an invisible force wraps around my whole body. I gasp in shock and panic as that same something moves me by force and presses me flush against the opposite wall. It's a sickening feeling, cold and vile. Even when Sylus had once used his Evol against me, it didn't feel like this. Sylus always controlled his strength, always avoided hurting me. No such mercy here; I'm struggling to breathe; my bones are about to break, my entire body on the verge of being crushed.

I try to speak, but nothing comes out.

I can't see anything past the wall in front of me.

Sounds around me.

Crunching glass and sloshing water.

Footsteps behind.

"Drop the gun," Malakai commands, his voice real now, not part of a transmission. The Evol presses harder against my hands, and I hang onto my weapon with everything I have. It hurts, but I refuse to let him have what he wants so easily. My skin breaks out in cold sweat. The footsteps come closer and closer. My heart lurches in panic when a pair of large hands settles over mine.

"I'd hate to break these pretty little fingers," Malakai drawls right beside me.

"F...uck...you..." I manage to get out past his restraints.

A pause, then laughter. He's laughing, and it's horrible because it sounds just like Caleb. But, not. Not like him after all. This laugh is full of hate. It's bitter and toxic.

"Should you speak that way to the man who's come to save you?"

"Let...go....we'll see who's...laughing then..."

He makes a sarcastic sound of dismissal. But, I must have distracted him because the force on my body weakens somewhat. I'm not about to waste this opportunity. This man murdered my family. I don't have time for mind games or whatever it is he wants to play. I'm sick of being tossed around like a rag doll, both by my enemies and by fate. I'm sick of being a weakling, and I'm sick of needing to rely on someone else.

I'm done. I'm over it!

I feel the Evol around my body, can almost see it. If only I could Resonate. If only I could mimic this frequency. I want to throw it back at him. I want him to feel what it's like to be a breath away from your lungs being torn apart. My whole body hurts; my eyes sting in response to the lack of oxygen. But, if he thinks he's going to make me black out and take me somewhere, he's wrong. I'll be damned if I let him capture me. I'll be damned if I have to feel weak ever again!

"Do as you're told. If you want to live, it won't be the last time you'll have to listen to what I say."

I see red.

My heart pounds in my ears.

I drop my gun, simultaneously using the chance to lift my bound wrists to rest against my chest. I struggle. I put everything I have into reaching for the grenade hidden in my shirt.

Malakai shifts behind me. "That's more like it. Ready to talk now?" he asks, his voice edged and gruff.

"Let...go...first..."

"No, I think we'll do it this way."

The force around my neck backs off somewhat, and I rush to take in a deeper breath. With the pressure gone, I cough. I'm dizzy, but not so much that I can't think straight. I just need to reach my inner pocket. Just a few inches. If only I could move my hand a little.

His palm appears in my line of vision. He's holding a tiny red vial no bigger than my thumb. There's a clear liquid inside. As though baiting me, he shakes it.

"Do you know what this is?" he asks. "I'm sure you do. It's what you came for." He pulls back his hand, and I hear him tucking the vial into his clothes. "One dose is all you need to detox."

I can speak normally now, and I use it to my advantage. "You're not just selling the LUMINIS. You're selling the antidote, too."

"Not yet. This vial is a single prototype. First you breed a dependent market. Then you hold the cure hostage. Isn't that just good business?"

"So many people have died..."

"I call it a learning curve..."

"You despicable bastard." I wiggle my fingers. Just a little more. I can feel the edge of the grenade with the pad of my index finger. Come on. I can do this. Keep him talking.

He chuckles. "Don't be so harsh. Or so quick to judge."

"So what do you want with me?"

A pause as he considers it. "Your heart, of course. The Aether Core. I'd think you'd know that by now."

"Why don't you just kill me and take it then?" My index finger snags the grenade.

"That would be a waste," he sighs. "I think you'll be more useful alive."

"So you want to use me for your science experiments?" My middle finger wraps around the metal. "How does that make you any different from Onychinus?"

The atmosphere around us changes. The air grows colder somehow. As I manage to get a third finger around the grenade, his footsteps come closer. I hiss as he grabs my hair and roughly pulls my head back.

"Don't compare me to those fools," he growls. The force around me weakens just a little more. It's marginal, but it's enough. My thumb makes contact with the weapon, and I can move my wrist.

"Is that your offer, then? You give me the antidote and I become your lab rat?"

He starts to say something, but I don't wait for him to finish. I use the nail of my thumb to pop out the cap on the grenade and flick my wrist to send it falling to the ground.

Ping ping ping splash!

It makes a quiet sound as it falls into the water. I squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath. Beside me, I hear Malakai gasp.

The grenade goes off, but I don't register the sound. In a split second, I can't hear anything except my own breathing. I'm pushed even farther against the wall. The force around my body fades away, and I'm thrown sideways. Without missing a beat, I drop to the ground and feel around for my gun. The frigid water from the broken tank saturates my clothes. There's about an inch of it on the ground at my feet.

Blinking open my eyes, I ignore the bright splotches of light in them as I scramble to find Malakai. He's a few feet away, laying on his back. There's blood at his temple, and he groans in pain. I've stunned him. Bless you, Alren. You've probably saved my skin.

My world tilts and dips as I force myself to get to my feet. The grenade managed to affect me too, but it's not nearly as severe as Malakai. Stumbling over to him, I drop on top of him and point the gun barrel to his forehead. My breaths come in short staccato bursts, my hands shaking. I can't focus on anything except my fury now.

Murderer. Murderer! Pull the trigger. Pull it. My family will be avenged! The antidote is on him. I just have to take it. Then everything will be fine again. I can go back to being a Hunter. I can get my life back. Everything can go back to normal again. He's insane. He's responsible for so many deaths. He wants to capture me and dissect me. If I don't kill him now --

"You've gotten stronger, pip-squeak," Malakai groans softly beneath me.

My tunnel vision widens from the spot on his forehead where I'm pressing the gun. Black hair swims into my line of sight. Violet eyes next. Deep and sorrowful. No longer a stranger's eyes; no longer a stranger's voice. Blood surrounds us in the water. Not mine. The face looking up at me is mine though. My brother. The brother that I'd buried and mourned and missed.

Slowly, the pieces come together, and suddenly I can't breathe again. I start to pull back, but Malakai's Evol clamps around me and holds me still.

"No. Keep the gun right there," he says. His Evol tightens around me until it hurts. I grit my teeth and shift my fingers back to the trigger. "That's it. The second you move that away from me," his eyes darken. "Well, you'll definitely regret it."

"C-Caleb...Caleb..." It takes me a minute to realize I'm repeating his name like a broken record under my breath. "No...no...no...it's impossible...impossible..."

"Why?" he asks. "You buried an empty casket. You never looked for me."

"D-dead...you're..."

Droplets of water fall down and land on his cheeks.

Tears?

My tears?

But, I'm so numb. I can't feel anything.

"I'm right here," he smiles, and it's a mockery. All of it. A damn joke. A prank. It has to be.

"Caleb...Caleb..."

More droplets falling to his cheeks.

For a moment, his eyes soften. He reaches up and strokes the side of my face.

And then something rips a hole in the wall behind us. With a new path created for its passage, the excess water flushes out of the room through the void. Someone steps inside, stride by powerful stride.

Silver hair.

Red eyes.

Furious, blazing, glowing red.

"Sylus," Caleb's smile turns venomous. "At last you arrive. I did expect you to show up earlier."

Despite the storm in his gaze, Sylus's expression is mildly amused. He moves to stand a few feet from us. I know that stance. I know the meaning of the arrogant tilt to his chin and the thrill to the curve of his mouth. In this moment, he's come to claim a life. For a minute, he just stands and stares down at us, though he doesn't acknowledge me at all.

"Not going to say anything?" Caleb challenges.

Sylus's smirk widens. "I don't deal with dead men."

Before I know what I'm doing, I'm throwing my arms out to the sides and trying to block my brother with my body.

"No," I whimper. "Please, no. You can't. He's...he's..."

Sylus takes a few more steps towards us.

One.

Then another.

I shake my head, tears flowing freely down my face.

"No...no...no...you can't...you can't! I won't let you!"

Standing directly above us now, Sylus looks displeased. His eyes rove over me. There is no mercy in them. No empathy.

"Don't force me to make you move aside," he warns, his tone steady and calm.

I shake my head. "Please...please...don't..."

"Now that you're here, let's get the show on the road," behind me, Caleb shifts. I hear him mumble something else, but I can't make it out. He reaches for something in his pocket.

Sylus's hand flies out. He pulls me against him then turns us as though shielding me.

My mind catches up. Caleb's words finally register.

An eye for an eye.

Just as I feel Sylus's Evol wrap around us, an inferno swallows us whole. The explosion is deafening, and I can do nothing but scream and press my hands over my ears. The roar of the flames envelops us like a monstrous tidal wave. The heat scorches at my back and shoulders. We're going to burn alive at this rate, and there's absolutely nothing I can do. My surroundings bend, shift, and blur together.

Then, silence.

Silence and distorted sound.

Clean, crisp winter air nips at my exposed arms and legs.

We've Jumped.

I blink open my eyes and see that we're outside in the snow. Still reeling, I hear screams and clamoring. People are running down the street. Emergency sirens are wailing. Someone's tripped the PA system to call for Hunters and Fire Marshall support. Black thick smoke billows upwards into the night sky. As my thoughts sharpen, I recognize the blazing building.

It's the Destiny Café.

How odd. I don't remember coming here. The last thing I recall was sitting in my apartment and reading a book.

I smell rusted metal.

I look down at my hands.

They're covered in red. Deep, dark, red that looks almost black in the moonlight.

At last, I look up at the person I'm embracing and meet equally crimson eyes. My heart melts at the sight of his face. I'm relieved. My arms are wrapped around Sylus, and he's warm and sturdy and real. So much time has passed since we spoke. I was starting to fear that he'd forgotten me.

My relief is short lived as I see that his back is coated in blood. That's what's all over my palms. His jacket is gone, and his shirt is torn. His lips are moving, but I can't hear what he's saying.

That seems to upset him.

"Ellara," he calls my name.

I hear him this time.

"Sylus...you've come..."

He shakes my shoulder and holds something in front of my face. A small red vial no bigger than my thumb. Clear liquid moves inside. Something about that vial spears me through the heart as soon as I see it. But, I don't want to think about that right now. There's no reason to; not now.

My cheeks feel cold.

"Drink it," he says to me. "Now."

"What is it?"

"Drink," he says again in a rough impatient tone. "Don't make me tell you again."

I take the vial, and he helps me tip it into my mouth. It's tasteless and odorless.

Strange. Why are my hands shaking?

And then the blood catches my attention again. "Are you hurt?"

He smiles and strokes the top of my head. "It's not my blood," he says as always. He's lying, but I don't want to think about that either. As he reassures me, the fluid on my hands glows red and turns to ash.

I touch my face, wiping away tears.

Sylus stands up and offers me a hand. I take it, letting him help me to my feet.

"Looks like there's been a fire," I say, feeling strangely sleepy all of a sudden.

Sylus makes a sound of agreement.

"How come you're here?" I ask.

"Do you not remember calling for me?" he tilts his head. His expression is still steady, controlled. But his eyes give him away. There's concern there, deep within.

"Ah..." I rub my temple. "Sorry, I'm a bit tired. I guess I haven't been sleeping well."

"If you're tired, you can rest in my arms," he says, holding them out. I step into them, pressing my cheek against his chest. He feels warm and safe, as always.

"Will you take me home?"

He nods. "If that's where you wish to go."

I close my eyes. "Please don't leave me alone again."

His arms tighten around me. "I won't," he promises, and I pray that this time he's telling me the truth.

[daddyhausen]

{ 43 } — are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop

{ 82 } — i want you to touch yourself

{ 88 } — thats a good girl, you can cum now

For Malakai Black please 🤍

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } virgin!reader virginity loss, jerk off instruction, female masturbation, fingering, praise, begging, submissive/dominant dynamic, oral sex { female receiving }, gentle sex, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms, squirting, internal cumshot, creampie, cockwarming

{ word count } — 984

{ pairing } — fem!reader x malakai black

{ genre } — smut

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he sat at the foot of the bed

simply observing as you laid spread and naked before him

his eyes glimmered under moonlight, one with a soft hazel glow with flecks of green and brown

the other as white as the moon itself, so bright in contrast

he stared you down with a gaze that could only be attributed to lust, desire even

yet he remained fully clothed, letting his eyes undress you despite you already lacking clothing

as if he were peeling back the layers of your flesh

searching for a pure untouched soul he could corrupt

“i want you to touch yourself” his voice spoke in breathy whispers

almost accentuating each syllable speaking to you as if you were simple minded

you were hesitant to oblige yet you could not control the instinctual movement of your fingers

sinking lower down your stomach until your palm rested atop your mound

it were as if his eyes controlled your movements

watching on as they followed every minuscule twitch of your fingertips

eventually letting your fingers tease your slick folds

gathering your wetness on the pads of your fingertips

moaning softly at the sensation as you ghosted faintly over your sensitive clit

only imagining how he was enjoy the sight before him

a low groan left his lips, yet he did not act on it

still observing the scene

although his breath had become more ragged

the subtle rise and fall of his chest now seemed like deep shaky gasps

“just like that, my angel…you’re doing so well”

you hummed with delight at two fingers sunk deeper inside yourself

the soft sloshing of your wetness around the slender digits made your toes curl and stomach churn with excitement

malakai parted his lips with his tongue

the appendage licked the bottom lip feverishly

looking like a man starved of cunt

“sir…” you whimpered

voice pitched with a moan as a knot of arousal formed in your stomach

growing increasingly as you continued

he replied with a small hum of acknowledgement, palming the sizeable bulge in his trousers

“c-can i cum…?” you questioned, practically begged, feeling your end drawing near

he took a moment to glance down at your soaked cunt once more

smiling in satisfaction as your sweetness made of skin glow under moonlight

“you just gotta do one thing for me”

“anything…please!”

he stood up from his position, trapping your ankles in his palm, keeping your legs spread

“beg me for it…i wanna hear you, loud and clear. can you do that for me sweetheart?”

you gulped thickly, feeling the tightness in your belly increase

“y-yes sir…” you stammered over your words, throat hoarse and dry

“good…now what do you say?”

he cocked an eyebrow inquisitively almost printing you to continue

“please…please let me cum sir! i need to cum!”

you whines and whimpers contorted with screams and pleasured gasps

malakai’s fingers tightened around your ankles

only aiding in your pleasure with his tongue when as you were about to hit your peak

drawing circles against your swollen, throbbing pearl

“that’s a good girl. you can cum now”

it did not take long for the flood gates to quite literally implode

your juices gushed from your cunt, soaking your folds, fingers, his tongue and the bed sheets below

you shuddered at the sensation, body shivering lightly still as the euphoria of your orgasm finally subsided

so much so that malakai had pressed his body to yours

peppering gentle kisses into the crook of your neck

bringing your fingers up to his lips

sampling the droplets of your sweetness at it clung to the pads of your fingertips

humming with satisfaction at your taste

“i want you…” you muttered halfway between sleep and consciousness

words murmured into his collarbone

“are you sure? once i start i don't think i'm able to stop”

you nodded with a sheepish grin, almost shying away into his chest

you repeated your sentence, arms folding around his neck as he positioned himself above you

his lips lingered against yours for a moment

barely touching yet the moment had never felt so intimate

he never broke eye contact, his forehead pressed to yours as he slipped inside you

his breath tickling the tops of your cheeks, giving a shaky exhale as he bottomed out

“fuck…” he grunted, drawing out the word as his hips began to rock back and forth in a slow yet steady rhythmic motion

his forearms placed either side of your head

allowing you to see the way his muscles contracted and relax with each movement

the shadows casted from the moonlight glow only aided in the sight

“my angel…you feel heavenly” he murmured against your chin

lips sinking down to place breathless, open-mouth kisses to the column of your throat

your fingers retracted inward, nails sinking into the flesh of his back offer he gave a particularly rough thrust

indents, much like claw marks in his inked skin

“you’re the light of my life, my darling…my god…heaven help who ever hurts you”

you could feel yourself begin to buckle under the weight of your next orgasm

the pulse grew thick between your thighs

gasps rose in your throat like calls for air

malakai braced himself against your chest, hands slipping under your back in order to hold you close

“cum for me, my angel…make a mess around my cock”

the force of your orgasm caused tears to will in the corners of your eyes

choked sobs catching in your throat as your pussy quivered around his length

heated thrums of your orgasms clenching around him

he gave a final groan, his hot seed filling your womb

a sensation that made your back arch with contentment

a small hum left your lips, breaking between the soft, pleasured sobs

“hey…sweetheart. look at me” he tiled your head upwards, catching your teary gaze

“don’t cry, my love…you did so well”

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

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[moxley]

drabble smut prompts? anybody? 👀

send me a ship and a number/multiple numbers

ships i'll write for: darby/moxley, darby/brody, darby/bucks, darby/sting, any house of black combination (including poly), copeland/malakai, bucktivities. other stuff i am forgetting right now. you are welcome to send ships not on this list too! i may take longer to write ships i'm less familiar with but 🤷 ... !

kink prompts, cobbled together and lightly edited from prompts on apatheticdoll (i removed ones i'm not going to write or obvious ones and added a couple extra):

1. virginity 2. body worship 3. double penetration 4. car sex 6. overstimulation 7. dry humping 8. tied up 9. sex toys 10. daddy/mommy 11. oral 12. mutual masturbation 13. cuckholding 14. choking 15. pet play 16. praise 17. degradation 19. rimming 21. humiliation 22. spanking 24. public/semi-public 25. exhibitionism 26. lingerie 27. hair pulling 28. crying (dacryphilia) 29. sweat 30. consensual non-consent 31. blindfold 32. gagged 34. edging 35. pegging 36. thigh riding 38. marking/hickeys 39. face fucking/face riding 40. creampie 41. cockwarming 42. temperature play 43. threesome 44. caught masturbating 45. uniform/costume 46. massage sex 47. knife play 48. blood play 49. high heels 52. phone sex 54. cum play 55. cock ring 56. gloves 57. medical play 58. sleeping (somnophilia) 59. bath/shower sex 60. aphrodisiac/sex pollen 62. formal wear 63. thigh fucking (intercrural) 65. mirror sex 66. gun play 67. alleyway sex 68. dirty talk 70. latex 71. handjob 74. handcuffed 75. predator/prey 76. beach sex 77. wax play 78. watersports 79. muscle worship 80. bootlicking 81. orgasm denial 82. body horror 83. tentacles 84. post-match adrenaline 85. winner's room 86. voyeurism

[judgementdaysunshine]

Header credits to @romanthereigns

🌱 - Marijuana

💛 - Pregnancy

💔 - Angst

🥹 - Fluff

💦 - Smut

Toni Storm

Nick Wayne

Willow Nightingale

Darby Allin

Billie Starkz

Adam Cole

Julia Hart

Hook

Athena Palmer

Rey Fenix

Skye Blue

MJF

Jamie Hayter

Adam Copeland

Diamante

Penta Oscuro

Britt Baker

Malakai Black

Kris Statlander

Christian Cage

Buddy Matthews

Hikaru Shida

Brody King

[jernigans]

𝘗𝘓𝘖𝘛 𝘊𝘈𝘓𝘓. ⤸

my direct messages are always open in regards to my plot call as well as pitching ideas for your own plots involving my characters. discord available on request to further plot or just talk about wrestling in general. please note that the mun is a slut for writing all things whether it be fluff, angst, smut, drabbles, collabs and so on. this is a general plot call for the following muses: anna jay, izzi dame , isla dawn & karmen petrovic. | click below for more details. ↓

anna jay ( @jernigans ) * most plots for anna are currently open. 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: - best friend. [ OPEN ]someone that anna can talk to about anything and everything & someone that can, in return, talk to anna about anything and everything. no topic is ever off limits and all secrets are kept private. - romantic interest. [ OPEN ]rest assured that if anna is in love, that love runs deep. open to having a toxic relationship with a lot of rough starts & stops. hot and cold. are they or aren't they? open to polyships. - the ex. [ OPEN ] someone that anna stalks on social media from time to time just to see what they are up to. obviously there is still some form of attachment there, whether she will openly admit to it or not. - enemy. [ OPEN ]there won't be any mixed signals with this one. if anna does not like you -- you'll know it undoubtedly. - mentor. someone that's been in the business for 10+ years preferred. anna idolizes the diva's era as it was the one she's most acquainted with. - always seeking more friendships, too.

izzi dame ( @frankizzi ) * some plots for franki are currently open. 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: - best friends there will be lots of gossip and general mean girl snarky attitude with this one. prepare for lots of drama being shared and a lot of secrets being spilled. - romantic interest. spoil her. it's that simple. prepare for a brat if she doesn't get what she wants. - the ex. [ OPEN ] ew, get away. don't remind her she ever even went there. - enemy. [ OPEN ] get checked. get wrecked.

isla dawn ( @unhclydepths ) all plots for courtney are currently open. 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: - best friend. [ OPEN ]spend the night just to wake up early to go to Disney together. Taylor Swift playlists will be exchanged as well as swapping outfits from time to time. - romantic interest. [ OPEN ]the trust issues are massive. the insecurities will run wild. this will be a rocky romance for the ages. they will be charged with putting back the pieces to a heart they did not break. open to polyships. - the ex(es). [ ALWAYS OPEN FOR MORE MESSY EXES ]oh unrequited love, how it hurts. she will not ever be able to be friends with a former lover. point, blank, period. expect to have lots of sub posts containing quotes, soft digs, heartache and song lyrics. faceclaim request: MALAKAI BLACK requests are suggestions & absolutely not deal breakers. - enemy. [ OPEN ] will suffer in silence on this one. might be a few squabbles here and there.

karmen petrovic ( @karmenxt ) * all plots for monika are currently open. 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: - best friend [ OPEN ] lots of shopping and in-ring training / working out together. prepare to hear all about monika's canadian olympic stories, over and over. - romantic interest [ OPEN ] relatively easy romance or hot & cold angst. totally up to you which direction this connection leads. open to polyships. - mentor [ OPEN ] someone that monika can take advice from, both in and out of the ring.

[obl1vionblackhart]

Hey loves! I’m back, (I suppose). I wanna updated Bejewelled but please send in requests! I write for the following:

The Quarry:

- Ryan

- Jacob

- Nick

- Emma

- Abi

- Laura

- Max

- Dylan

Scream

- Billy Loomis

- Stu Macher

- Dewey Riley

- Tara Carpenter

- Sam carpenter

- Chad Meeks- Martin (😻)

- Mindy Meeks-Martin

- Quinn Bailey

- Ethan Landry

AEW:

- Julia Hart

- Malakai Black

- Buddy Matthews

- Brody King

- Swerve Strickland

- Kenny omega

- the young bucks

- Jamie Hayter

- Kris Statlander

- Toni storm

- Saraya

- Ruby Soho

(A lot more, just ask!)

WWE:

I write for basically anyone, there’s a few I will turn away but it’s either because I just dunno how to write them or there’s a good reason!

I will not be writing smut! I may write spicy stuff here and there but never yk full on smutty smut. I’m a terrible smut writer and uh yea 👋

Shadowhunters: the mortal instruments

- Magnus Bane (either x reader or dad pov)

- Jace Wayland

- Isabelle lightwood

- Alec lightwood

- Simon Lewis

- Clary Fairchild

The Rookie:

- Tim Bradford

- Lucy Chen

- Angela Lopez

- Wesley Evers

- Aaron Thorsen

- Jackson West