#the walten files x reader

[emma045]

[cupids-archives]

ღೀ๋࣭ “shh love,” his fingers find your hair once more, pulling it back to see your tear ridden face, “aww baby, your so adorable” you struggle against your restraints at his comments, crying louder.

he doesn’t stop though. just thrusting into you faster the hard metal of his body harshly hitting into yours, “it’s okay baby, let it out” he drops your head, and you go back to mewing against the pillow, your drool dripping onto the silk pillow. his rough thrusting doesn’t stop, his cock hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside you, making you arch your back wildly, gripping onto the sheets below you. “d-does that feel good..” his voice becoming raspier, almost whimpering at this point as his thrusts start to speed up, losing the careful rhythm. his balls hit your ass, leaving bruises, it doesn’t matter however, the way he feels now. you can’t help but moan out for him. the pleasure in your stomach building up, with one more thrust, your body caves, his grip on your hair tightens and the building in your stomach comes spilling out, soiling the sheets below. his breathing is heavy for a second. pulling out his dick and flipping you over so your facing him. “So, do you still want to leave, or do I have to fuck you again?”

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[diggykit-kat]

𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚗 x reader

Your father worked at Bon's Burgers for many years, so you were a regular there...and that's how you met Jack...even so, he didn't seem happy today- which was rare, like something bad had just happened, his eyes looked tired, his smile looked forced. he seemed to have picked at his fingers all night, his eyes twitched, and Felix wasn't around. neither his kids nor his wife. “Ah…my dearest, (name). how are you? Dear.”

You smiled at him “Hey Mr. Walten, how are you? You don't seem too well…” you spoke softly, placing your bag down in one of the booths.

He smiled faintly, it was a bit too forced and he seemed as though he was trying to hide his sadness "Ah, just busy with work, dear. you know how it is." he chuckled softly, his forced smile widened slightly. However, the smile didn't seem too convincing, his eyes still looked tired and he was still picking at his fingers.

You gave a simple “right.” And went off with your shift, taking after your father…

The evening was getting late and there were only a few more guest sitting around in the restaurant. Jack, however, still seemed quite unhappy as he was leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed. He seemed to be thinking quite hard about something.

You yawned while cleaning off the tables that were left.

A few more minutes go by. The restaurant is practically empty, only the late diners are still sitting at the last few available tables. Jack seems to notice you yawn and he gives a soft smile. "You know, there aren't many customer's out right now, I think you're free to go, dear."

“I'm fine…I like keeping myself busy, not much for keeping me alone with my thoughts” you say softly

Jack looks a bit surprised by this answer but nods. "Well, it's your choice dear. I wouldn't want to get in your way." he smirks, but his worried facial expression returns to his face as he goes back to leaning back on the seat and sighing.

You inhaled not taking this shit any longer. You slam the rag down on the table and walk over to him with a serious look.

Jack seems a bit startled by the sudden change in your demeanor and he looks up at you with wide eyes to see what's wrong.

You hugged him tightly, setting your knee on the seat to balance yourself. This sudden unexpected hug almost surprised Jack and he seems shocked and surprised by it at first. However, he didn't try to push you away and instead began gently and hesitantly hugging back. It seems that your surprise hug is working to lighten his mood as he slowly calms down.

“I'm not fucking around Jack, I know something is bothering you, I heard everything from Susan”

He's now startled again by your sudden use of bad language and he suddenly freezes up. He blinks his eyes in surprise and suddenly his facial expression becomes more serious. He seems as though he's ready for you to start yelling at him. and after that initial shock, he seems surprised by how much you seem to know about him. He clears his throat and tries to speak.

"Ah- it's just…just a few problems with work, dear." He tries very hard to say this in his most convincing manner.

“Bullshit. I care about you Jack…and if you care about me you'll tell me what's wrong.” You hugged him tighter

He sighs and seems as though he's about to give in to telling the truth, he hugs back and closes his eyes. It seems as though the sudden hug has softened his heart from stress. he takes a deep breath with a shaky breath and tries to speak.

"Ah- it's just things with Felix…things have been going quite sour between us recently, and then he got involved in a car accident which- well. killed my two youngest children…Edd and Molly and now he's blaming me for not answering my calls and calls ME the irresponsible one…"

You sighed, slanting your head on his shoulder “So that's what's been happening…you don't actually believe his story do you?”

He stays silent for a few seconds. Then he sighs softly and shakes his head. “No...No, of course not…I know that he was drunk and the accident was his fault, but…it scares me how mad he was at me and how he blamed me and- it just made me think that…maybe I'm an irresponsible person. and- and- that it was partly my fault they're..." He stops himself from finishing the rest of his sentence and stays silent.

“Not it isn't your fault, Felix can go fuck himself for all I care, he can go suck a dick.” You gritted between your teeth

He looks down at you and he smiled softly at what you've just said. The smile seems much more natural now and he seems to be starting to calm down.

“Thank you dear, and your are absolutely correct about that, he can go suck a fat one. It's not my fault but it's still hard to deal with. I don't know how this whole thing has been affecting me so much. it was just a few days ago too…I thought I'd be a bit better by now.”

“How's your wife?” You whisper, you stop hugging him and sit up, standing back.

There's a long pause as you ask this. Jack seems to tense up again, it's clear that the topic of his wife is another thing that's bothering him.

"Ah- she's been…she's been…a bit distressed by it all, but she's been trying to be strong for the sake of me and our oldest child...Sophie..." He looks down at the table again and sighs. The sigh is followed by silence. The subject of Jack's wife is another sore spot for him which is quite clear. He stays quiet while he stares at the table, trying to compose himself again and maybe push away the sadness he's feeling. He seems to be thinking quite hard about something and then suddenly he starts muttering something to himself, he mumbles so softly you can't quite understand what he's saying. it does sound like he's either arguing with someone or having an internal argument.

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There was a storm coming. The restaurant was empty, and you were asleep in Jack's office. Jack had a red couch in his office that you fell asleep on.

Jack was working late again. He was at his desk with his back facing the door, and he was writing down some notes for something on a notepad. The storm was quite loud and he suddenly seemed to be listening to the loud thunderous rains outside. His back muscles were quite tense and he seemed quite focused on what he was writing. However, after a while, he stopped what he was doing and looked over at the door...where you were laying down asleep.

He was taken quite by surprise from you being here, but he smiled as he saw you. It's the kind of surprise that was happy instead of annoyed, which was nice for him. He quietly closed his notebook and set it aside before he quietly went over to you and sat down next to you on the couch, then he slowly laid down behind you and wrapped his arms carefully around you without waking you up.

He smiled softly as he felt you snuggled up in his arms, he felt happy to have your presence nearby, he just wish these recent events didn't have to happen. after a while, he decided to pull you closer and he gave a few soft and sweet kisses to the back of your head to try and make you even more comfortable.

“Sweet Dreams mi amor…”

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[s0xmsstuff]

yandere Felix kranken hcs from the walten files?

Y! FELIX KRANKEN X GN! READER

Cw: mention of violence and blood, pathetic behavior, slight inclination to emotional dependence, stalk, alcohol abuse, child neglect

Every love story begins with an accident

And that accident was you. Maybe you were a young adult looking for a job or maybe a friend of a friend.

You were going to meet Felix anyway. It was like destiny, or at least that's what he wants to believe.

You didn't think much about it, he was just a normal man with an enviable life

A good and pretty wife, a stable job, the dream house and friends everywhere

You thought it was a good life.

But he really didn't let you see anything else besides that.

After all, first impressions are everything.

You didn't notice his sweaty hands, his fixed gaze or his slight tremble in his voice.

It wasn't like you cared much.

The first time he saw you he felt like a shy and awkward college student.

Maybe it was your looks, maybe your voice or simply your existence.

It was like a perfect cup of coffee.

Neither so cold nor so hot and with its sugar well calculated

He thought about you for a few weeks, sitting in the living room while his wife slept in the bedroom.

Sleeping next to her felt bad.

It was like he was fooling himself, or worse, fooling you.

He thought a little more about it, but the more he thought, the more he lost focus.

He felt pathetic, like he was in a spiral of emotions that made him vomit.

Was it your body? Maybe just your eyes

At work he made doodles of you or some animal that would remind him of your look.

It became common that Jack would find notebooks on Felix's desk.

When minimal visits weren't enough, he resorted to leaving his desk more and looking for you.

He felt afraid to speak and screw up, so he settled for looking at you from afar and observing you.

The way you walk, move your mouth or your hands. Everything was written down in his mind and soul

Every night he whispered your name in soft and light moans

Each time it felt like the two of them were destined to be something significant.

Like Rosemary and Jack

But he thought about Linda and his marriage

It was a problem.

He thought and thought but his tired brain couldn't do any more.

So he hid in the sea of alcohol to try to learn to live with it, ignoring his feelings and thoughts.

He was too drunk to even control himself.

The bottle broke Linda's head.

He thought about what to do with the body or how he could hide this.

So he wrote notes and letters about their breakup, leaving the body on the outskirts of the city.

Weeks passed and no one asked about Linda anymore, it was liberating

He thought about you and how you worried about him because of his divorce.

It felt amazing when you spent the day with him, trying to cheer him up.

He tried to take that concern to something more intimate but you were a bit clumsy.

That made him love you more

Love is a strong feeling, but next to what he feels for you, it is nothing.

Everything was smooth sailing until the accident.

I had thought a lot about you, somewhat depressed by your absence.

He missed you so much... It hurt not having you close, he just wanted to hug you and melt into your skin.

Maybe he had drunk too much.

After burying Ed and Molly, I walk through the great forest

He had let Molly, Ed, Sophie, Rosemary and Jack down.

But he thought of you

Maybe you would feel sorry for him and go back to his side to try to cheer him up, right?

But your face only showed horror.

That was unexpected, I was hoping you would jump into his arms and fill him with nice comments.

Not that you fell to the ground and screamed in pure panic

It was horrible. Hear you scream and cry in horror

He was a little dirty, but he would be cleaned.

Just stop screaming and kicking

You should learn to love your ideal man

[the-comfort-den]

i added Walten Files stuff to my list! the hyperfiction will never leave me lmfao

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The Walten files:

Jack Walten, Felix Kranken, Rosemary Walten, Linda Thompson, Susan Woodings, Charles Brook,

(notes:(my au) a lot is different but the main thing is that Jack is an alternate(his mom ended up being infertil despite wanting to be a mom, so she ended up trying something not the best, but she loves her son and she still has her soul(and her husband still loves her lol) i will happily ramble more about this au! 

Also Jack is bi and poly, Rosemary is pan and poly, Linda is also bi and poly, and Felix is gay(panromantic tho) and poly, jack is married to Rosemary and dating Felix, Felix is married to Linda(and loves her romantically) and is dating Jack, Rosmary is Dating Linda and Married to Jack, and ofc Linda is dating Rosemary and married to Felix! Charles is bi and Susan is a lesbian(tho as i dont write for fem readers im willing to bend my own rules lmao this is a place for fuckery and fun not rules XD))

[cemeteryspider]

Late-Night Protector

Flashback! Sophie Walton x Flashback! Reader

Summary: What would happen if you saved Edd and Molly from their fate that tragic night? Also what if you were dating Sophie.

*Sophie is aged up a little bit she's around 16 and you are 17, I'm pretty sure in Michigan there are no driving restrictions for people 17 years of age based on my thirty second Google search. Also simply just fluff and angst and can be read as a flashback/ retelling of that night*

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of Alcohol, Mention of Car Accident, Emotional Distress, and Mentioned Injury

Word Count: 1270

You started sweeping the floor of the gym, seeing the dust, dirt, and discarded items into a neat little pile. Earlier in the week you had volunteered to monitor the dance for the younger children of the school district.

Almost everyone had gone home except Edd and Molly, who had sat at one of the tables and munched on extra cookies and sipped on leftover punch that you graciously set in front of them. Edd and Molly were two kids you babysat, and then about a year after you started babysitting for them, you became their older sister, Sophie's, girlfriend.

The two kids were your favorite babysitting job and even though recently you quit babysitting a little while ago to focus on school, you never told the Waltens and continued your job babysitting as they needed.

The lights in the gymnasium were dim and a cool draft was coming in from the open doors. A chill went down your spine, and you looked around the room.

When you turned back to check on the two kids they were walking towards the adult zone, where you knew one very drunk Felix Kranken was. You watched as Felix stumbled out of the room following the two children and before they made it to the door, your gut forced you to stop the man and the kids.

"Hey, Mr. Kranken! If you want I can take them home! I live closer to them after all" You cheerfully approached Felix and hoped not to anger him, but he immediately let his guard down and thanked you.

"Thanks, kid, I just really need to get home and lay down. I've had a rough day today..." His sentence dragged off without ever really finishing it.

"Yeah! I'll call the Waltens quickly and take them home right after! I can bring you home as well if you don't feel well Mr. Kranken" Few words were exchanged before he left with his own set of keys.

You turned to Edd and Molly and assured them that you were bringing them home, and just had to call their house and tell your friends you were leaving. They sat back down and continued their conversation.

You talked to your friend about leaving early and about talking to your supervisor for you, and then you made your way to the payphone. Dropping in a couple of coins and dialing the Walten's home phone. Rosemary picked up the phone gleefully, and you explained the situation to her.

You could hear her rustling around like she was nodding her head. You didn't reveal the fact that Felix Kranken was obviously drunk and going to drive her two young children home under the influence.

"Okay! Thank you so much! Drive safe!" She said into the phone, and you assured the kids that they were going to be home soon.

The three of you ventured out into the night and got into the car. You turned the heat up a little to stave off the late-night chills and left the parking lot of the school.

~~~

Upon arriving at the Walten's home you saw Mr. Walten's car parked out front, door open and still running. The front door was cracked, and you were walking in front of the children when you cautiously approached the door.

Rosemary met you at the door, and quickly pulled you into her warm embrace, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for bringing them home... Felix was in an accident on his way home. He's at the hospital" Your eyes widened at her calm words and pulled her a little closer.

"Of course Mrs. Walten, I care about these kids dearly. I wouldn't let anything happen to them if I could stop it," Rosemary released you and then hugged her two youngest children close.

You thought of the years you've babysat the children due to your proximity to their home, and the bond you've created with the youngest Walten children.

You thought about the friendship turned into something more with the oldest Walten child, only a few months younger than yourself.

Recently you've driven the Walten children to their games and practices when their parents were unable to. Edd's baseball games, Molly's dance rehearsals, and dates with Sophie were some of your favorite memories. Sometimes you would have dinner with the whole family, and they welcomed you in like one of their own.

You saw a couple of tears escape from Rosemary's eyes, but you said nothing of it. Jack Walten bustled down the stairs and joined Rosemary in hugging the children.

"Are you sure you don't want to come, Rose?" Jack asked his wife.

"No, I'll stay and watch the kids," Rosemary assured Jack, but you just had to ask.

"Where are you going?"

"The hospital where Felix is, I have to make sure he's okay. Linda didn't pick up when the hospital called her" Jack told you while shaking your hand in the most fatherly way you've ever experienced.

"If you both want to go, I can stay overnight with the kids, it's really no problem" The Waltens looked at each other and nodded their heads.

Rosemary tentatively asked, "Would you?"

"Of course! It's no problem. Go and be with him, he needs you guys" With that Jack shoved a twenty into your hands, and said to use it if you guys were hungry, or if they weren't back by morning.

Another hug from Rosemary, and they were off to see Felix.

You ushered the kids from their place on the couch and helped them get ready for bed. When Edd asked what was going on, you explained it to him to the best of your ability.

"Your Uncle Felix got into a car accident on his way home and is at the hospital where your parents went. Aunt Linda wasn't available and your parents were his only family around" He seemed to accept this answer this late at night, and moved into bed.

Once you were sure everyone was comfortable, you went and knocked on Sophie's door. Her face was a little swollen from the fillings she told you she was getting earlier in the day, and her eyes were scrunched in confusion.

"Y/n?" She asked while rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. With that, you let your emotions out and tears started to fall as you basically collapsed into her arms, "What's wrong, babe?"

She helped you get downstairs and to the couch where you laid your head in her lap. You told her everything that happened.

~~~

"If I hadn't stepped in, Soph, they might not... they might not be here right now," You continued to cry as Sophie ran her fingers through your hair, and gently wiped the tears from your cheeks.

"But you did, you did, now they're here and in bed, home safe, because of you. They're okay because of you," That made your tears slow, but not stop completely. Sophie started to hum.

"Could you tell me about your day, Soph?"

"Of course, today I went to most of my classes, Mr. Barnet's class was awful. He assigned us an essay that's due in a couple of days about the most obscure topic..."

Her quiet voice lulled you to sleep, and pretty soon she heard your soft breathing laid her head back, and fell asleep too.

~~~

When Jack and Molly came home the next day to get some rest they found their oldest daughter asleep with the babysitter asleep in her lap. A knowing smile passed between the two of them and they quietly snuck upstairs to see their other two children.

[a-multi-fandom-fanboy]

Poly jackmary is SO correct. Maybe just a bit of possessive headcanons please? Idk if youre still writing those rn though, so feel free to ignore if youre not :}

Ikr and of course!)

This all started because you just couldn't seem to keep your mouth shut about your rather strange, but loveable coworkers when you were at home with Jack and Rosemary. If only you had realized just how much they disliked you being so close to others. It most definitely would have been a fairly nice heads up to give you.

The straw that seemingly broke the camel's back was when you had come home with a half eaten cake that you're coworkers had made you for your birthday.

After you had explained where the cake came from it was like a switch had been flicked and Rose began asking you about your friendships in an attempt to make it seem as though the people you were hanging out with just weren't who you thought they were.

Jack remained silent through out the little interrogation. He seemed completely lost in thought as she continued to try and pick apart your fellow employees. Once Rosemary had finally finished asking about your work relationships Jack decided to speak up.

"Why don't you come work at Bon's Burgers? I can assure you it would be much easier than where you're currently working. Don't you think?" He asked. At first you thought he was joking. You loved your job and enjoyed spending time with your coworkers, but you quickly found out that Jack was dead serious.

You apologized before declining his offer, and he seemed perfectly fine with it. You actually believed that it was that last you would hear of it, but you were dead wrong. Both Rose and Jack brought it up everytime work inconvenienced you. You always declined, but you found their behavior incredibly strange.

About a month after the birthday cake incident Rosemary began to show up at your work. She would usually come up with some excuse like you had forgotten something important at home when in all actuality she was just hiding your stuff to make an excuse to come and visit you.

For awhile you actually began to think you were going insane, so once you finally caught onto what was going on you were livid. You called her out on her behavior the moment you got home.

Rose lied and tried her best to gaslight and manipulate you into believing that she would never do anything like that and to your surprise Jack seemed to be on her side too. In the end you decided that they probably were telling the truth. After all why would both of them lie to you about something like that? It just doesn't make sense...

Things only seemed to get worse from there. Jack began guilt tripping you into staying home whenever you could and would beg you to take either him or Rose with you when you went out.

Anytime you would ask about it he would just tell you that he was only looking out for you and that the world is a dangerous place so you probably shouldn't be on your own when you go out.

Everytime you give in and do what they want they get super affectionate and praise you like there's no tomorrow. So why should you fight with them? Why not just give in and make them happy? Maybe it's for the best...

Jack and Rose are gaslighting, gatekeeping, and girl bossing. That's literally the entire fic-)

Hope you enjoyed!)

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I have this funny and kind of angsty idea..can I get a headcanon of Pumpkin rabbit and Witch sheep Meeting a ghost who was one of there victims? The ghost is super pissed,thankfully doesn’t go on a rampage and it’s mostly polite but will be snarky and salty a few moments.bonus if they help Tammy and ducky survive as like a „F**k you“ to the pumpkin rabbit and witch sheep.

Being a victim of a gruesome murder, you were reasonably angry.

All the other ghosts were just children, scared and waiting around as if somebody was coming to save them.

You were the oldest, basically the Cassidy (FNAF) of this situation: angry about waiting and waiting while your corpses rotted away in the basement.

You wanted to do something. Let Pumpkin Rabbit and Witch Sheep know how salty you were.

And so you reminded them of their sins, sometimes knocking over the picture frames and messing with lights.

Pumpkin Rabbit can see you, yet he denies he did anything wrong, blaming you and all the other children for entering a stranger’s house...even though he enticed you inside to begin with.

Witch Sheep isn’t any better. She doesn’t defend her husband’s actions...yet doesn’t say a word when you ask why she let him do this.

TVA and Billy are useless, too. They’re the ones who make noises that prompt the kids to get up and investigate...or they leave the house for hours at a time, plastering missing posters everywhere.

You’d destroy the stacks of them they have at the ready, knowing they’re just lies. 

The night Tammy and Duckie are told to stay, you decide to take action so they didn’t die.

You first lock their bedroom door when Duckie tries leaving, appearing in their room to warn them not to break the rules. You don’t tell them what actually happens if they do, but you convince them to sleep.

Even then you guard the door, glaring at TVA and Billy.

When morning comes, the pair are set free without incident.

Oh, and you basically smiled and flipped off the rabbit when he expresses disappointment that they “couldn’t stay longer”.

Serves him and his whole twisted family right.

[cykirs]

I write for Doctor Who and Broadchurch now, by the way! My requests are open at the moment, so feel free to request! Though, please please PLEASE read my rules first before requesting!

(I no longer write for a few fandoms you may have seen on my masterlist, but TWF and FNAF are still on there and are available to request!)

[meat-lad]

I am very surely yelling into the void here, but does anyone happen to know what happened to the TWF fanfiction "Possession" that was on AO3 (archive of our own) for a while? As fucked up as the plot was it was a really compelling character study, and I'd love to read it again if someone has it saved.

[michu-writes]

HELLO SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE :(. I was in Greece for vacation for the past two weeks so I didn’t rlly have time to write or do anything,,, but hopefully I get to start working now!!

Anyways there’s a few new fandoms I’m hyperfixated on atm,, which are Mandela catalogue, the walten files and Helluva boss and I think I’m gonna start writing for them :D!!!

If you have any ideas for requests, feel free to send them in!! But make sure to read my rules on my pinned post first, thank you ^-^ !

[emma045]

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Heyy!! I was wondering if you could do more Pumpkin rabbit smut. The last one was amazing and I loved it sm❤️. Thank you!!

જ⁀➴ brief mention of kidnapping, overstimulation, fingering, dubcon. ᝰ.!

every breath and step you take is being watched. you can feel your skin crawl when the thought of him takes over your brain, haunting your drea

ms and plaguing your nights. not finding salvation in the day either. you wake up and the sick robot is right there. staring at you, with big beady eyes, so unnatural but yet so human.

During the day he keeps his distance. Those same eyes still staring daggers into you but from the doorway of a room now. Before you retire for bed after your repetitive day you can see him stare into you, and while you lay there sometimes you can feel his fingers drift over your arms and your neck, sometimes in between your thighs. your to scared to say anything. You’ve seen what the pumpkin rabbit has done, and you’re not any special to get away with denying him.

He especially likes however when you take the initiative in something, you can see that smirk on his face when you come to him once you’re feeling alone and touch starved. You of course don’t do anything to risky, but the short conversation, the way your fingers shake once he grabs onto your cute little hands, and how your entire body shakes under his gaze.

Maybe his space gave you hope, gave you some sort of peace, some false safety perhaps. one night, on Halloween. you came up with a plan. it was late and dark, cold and windy. Your body froze up at the sight of your captor and his “friends”. The idea that you should run was maybe the stupidest idea you ever gotten, your body rushing towards the open door but being quickly stopped by a large metal plate in front of you. Laughter fills up the living room, even the kids chuckle not knowing if this is some sort of joke or not.

your body runs cold, pumpkin rabbits face, his large eyes squinted into a dark scrowl. But he’s laughing too. maybe you can play it off as some stupid joke, maybe you can play into the game. maybe he won’t hurt you.

all false hope, his touch is gentle as he leads you into your room. His gaze focusing on your shaking body, still so cute and small underneath him but it isn’t the time to be admiring you.

“why did you think that was a good idea?” a simple question really. The rabbit looks at you intently, those beady eyes never blinking still sorrow in that stare, like he was hurt by the idea that you would run, almost like he cared. Your bubbles of a response is nothing but humorous however. nonsense coming up between those pretty lips of yours, nothing but ignorance to save your skin.

his cold hands guide you to the bed, he doesn’t speak but just stares at you under him, you look scared. cute. He really can’t help but coo at your pretty eyes his face going down to i between your neck. Planting false kisses onto your shoulders, his cold hands circle your panties, his large hands almost cupping them. “why’d you have to go and get yourself in trouble huh?” his fingers go under your panties and onto your clit. rubbing up and down on the sensitive bud.

Your body reacts eagerly, too scared to disobey. relishing in the cold touch of his, it’s human how much he know about your body, but so robotic in how fast he goes, knowing how painful each orgasm he rips out of you is. It started out so good, the first time you came with his hand was heavenly, breathing hard, the next time felt even better. Your body starting to shake under pleasure now, even letting him get even closer to you, the third time is when you started to feel the effects. Your body becoming sluggish even whispering an I love you out. And the fourth, the fourth is when the wall started to crumble.

“thought this was going to feel nice, didn’t you?”

Tears started to fall, your skin becoming more sensitive to his touch. Every new orgasm he pulls out feels like a stab, every new moan he rips out of you causing a delicious sickly feeling in your brain, and every time he whispers I love you, you start to believe it.

[diggykit-kat]

Heyy I was wondering I request a small fic about a yandere jack with a child reader basically him being overprotective after Ed and Molly died no pressure tho

𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚗 x Child!Reader (platonic)

Jack installs security cameras throughout the house, ensuring he can monitor every corner to keep you ‘safe.’

He secures every entry point with advanced locks, making it nearly impossible for anyone to enter without his knowledge.

Jack becomes highly suspicious of anyone approaching you, including neighbors or potential friends, and takes measures to keep them away. He starts to limit your exposure to the outside world, including restricting telephone access and only allowing carefully selected books and movies.

He insists on preparing every meal for you, carefully selecting ingredients and monitoring your diet to guarantee their well-being. To avoid any potential dangers outside, Jack decides to homeschool you, creating a controlled and safe learning environment.

The house is fortified with an elaborate security system, including reinforced doors, window bars, and an alarm system that Jack monitors closely.

Jack becomes the child’s sole source of emotional support, creating a strong bond to ensure they rely only on him for comfort and safety.

[monejmemes]

Sophie walten x reader

(so uh i really have a crush on the soap bar and there ain't enough fanfics of her lol also jenny doesn't exist in this fanfic)

(ur bio okay so your a half turkish half American man from california 22 years old built like a brick shit house and a Ex-solider :Your POV: you sigh asking yourself why the hell you decided to work here but no one else would hire you you get out of your car and slowly walk up to the bunker door slowly opening it. When it finally opens you walk in taking in your surroundings it's damp dark smells like a cemetery and is very very cold as you look around you notice another person in uniform sitting on a crappy chair fumbling about with a flashlight as they struggle to turn it on. *having problems friend? * she jumps a bit turning around as bright as tomato and kinda mumbles (uhhh yeah thanks who are you though.......... *oh im (YN) sorry if i scared you (you extended a hand out). (oh im Sophie she says and shakes your hand) uh it's nice to meet you) likewise Sophie). (a few hours pass idk how to write lol and it's 6 am and i have school at 8 lmao) Hey uh (YN) Come help me please *Sophie kinda squeals* *you rather worried whats wrong! *. (a filing Cabinet fell on me and im stuck) *oh don't worry you say as you lift it off her with ease* she kinda stares at you jaw agape for a sec (ho-how the he-hell did you lift that it was heavy as hell. She astonishingly asked (Idk. You causally respond) you quickly go to Check her to see if she's injured) you see she has a massive cut on her stomach where the clothing is ever so slightly ripped) you sigh and grab the medical supplies from your backpack) she very worried asks you (Uhhhhh what are you doing?) oh sorry you have a cut im gonna clean it and patch it up if that's okay with you) (oh it's fine........ Uh thanks(YN) no problem) (uhm do you mind if i ask how you know what to do) (oh i was a combat medic in the turkish army) (she kind of confused asks (then how are you in the usa? ( oh my mom's from san jose(sorry idk how to spell it) (oh nice). [When your shift is over] *hey uh wanna come get a milkshake or something with me Sophie* (she thinks about it for a moment) (I would love to)

So uuh sorry if i didn't to correct posture or something i didn't pay attention in school lol also this is my first time writing so uh any criticism is welcome

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