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dollywony · 2 years

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Hi gorgeous!! I was wondering if you could do a yandere miles x f! Reader if you’re comfortable but it’s fine if you’re not!! 💞💞 also could I be 🩰 anon if you take anons??

so pretty - m.f

pairing(s): miles x reader & reader x s/o

summary: being chased around by a man who just killed your friend doesn’t sound like how you wanted to end your evening.

a/n: hi ml!! ive never written anything about yanderes so take this as you please 🫶 + ofc you can be 🩰 anon <3 + i do not mean to romanticize this in anyway, it is purely fiction!

warnings: yandere themes, cursing, mentions of murder

wc: 1.6k+

You pant, frantically running away from the man who’s holding a knife you can’t help but think it’s been a hectic fucking month. First your best friend is shot right in front of your eyes, next the same fucker who shot your friend is chasing you with a dangerously sharp knife.

Fuck who even was this dude? What did he want from you? You spun around, picked up a nearby rock and flung it at him. Not even sparing him a glance you ran. You ran until you felt as if your lungs were going to fail you.

As you tried to catch your breath, you dashed behind an enormous tree. You didn’t want to die, you barely lived your life. And what about your boyfriend? You loved him too much. Fuck what if you didn’t make it out alive? How would he react?

You heard leaves crunching under the thick boots this murderer had on. He was near. Your palms were clammy. Were you going to die tonight? Was this it?, You thought, eyes watering up at the thought. As you closed your eyes and tried to call yourself down with breathing methods everything went silent.

“Did he leave? God I hope he did.” You muttered underneath your breath, so quietly you barely heard it yourself. However this wasn’t the same for him.

He had gone quiet, hoping you would come out. And indeed you did. He heard your silly little prayers. He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. His Y/n was always too gullible. You reminded him of a puppet. No, scratch that, a doll. An unused doll, a porcelain doll that was fragile and needed someone to help her. And that person was him. Only he could help you.

You heard him chuckle. You thought it sounded familiar but shrugged it off, blaming it on your nerves. He was still here. Shit, did he hear you? When you were lost in your thoughts, the man charged at you.

Your eyes shot up, alarmed only to be knocked down by the man who had tackled you to refrain you from moving. You screams weren’t heard as he had slapped his hand over your mouth.

“Shut that fucking mouth up before I shove a knife down it.” The man’s voice came out, rough. Your screams had gone instantly silent hearing those words come out of his mouth.

“Good girl.” he complimented, knife in hand to know that his threat wasn’t empty. You told yourself over and over in your head that this wasn’t real, this was all a nightmare. A nightmare that felt too realistic. Oh for goodness sake, who were you trying to fool? You knew that this could either be the end of your life or a start of a very twisted one.

As the masked man starts to slowly pull something out his bag, he tuts, “Y/n.. you know staring at someone is bad.” It was as if he was scolding a child.

“How do you know my name?” Your voice came out, small. Fuck. You were terrified. First this man fucking kills your bestfriend, then he tackles me, and he knows my name?

“Don’t worry your pretty little head, alright?” He hummed, revealing ropes of thick long rope that had spilled out of his bag. Just what was he planning on doing?

“Can I at least get a name?” You whimpered out, back aching from the position you were in. “Oh Y/n you already know me! You don’t recognize me?” He exclaims, imitating a sniffle.

“Well if you don’t, wouldn’t you like to know?,” he uttered out. “You were always too nosy for your good. Never liked that about you really.” Snorts of amusement coming from under the mask.

Your eyes went down immediately, filled with embarrassment with his comments. His hand jerked to grab your chin rather roughly, forcing eye contact. Well, that’s what you assumed he saw. You felt his smirk through the mask. Fucker.

“Don’t be shy Y/n! It’s alright no one’s around to hear anything.” You could practically hear the glee in his voice. As it was obvious that you weren’t going to attempt to talk to him, he sighed.

He got up off of you, you were relieved yet confused why he did so. But just as those thoughts were let loose. You felt the thick rope circling you continuously. Shit. You were done for.

When he was content with his work, he took a step back and broke out into a fit of giggles. It was so amusing to him, seeing her all scared and teary eyed. He had gotten something he finally wanted. He craved her. He craved seeing those tears dripping down her oh so beautiful face, pleading him to stop.

“Fine,” he huffed out, tired of your silence. “If you want to know who I am so badly, I’ll let you see for yourself.” The rage in ripping off the detailed mask was no shock compared to who lied behind it.

Fucking Miles. The boy you rejected in junior year. He was cool about it, saying it was alright. That was before he had stormed off into the boys bathroom, returning with blood stained hands, ignoring people’s stares.

Suspiciously, you had no choice but to cross him off the list as a suspect to whoever was sending you those creepy letters as he stopped pursuing you. Guess you were wrong.

Those creepy letters holding creepy messages. “I love you so much Y/n, you know your strawberry shampoo really makes you smell nice.” and “I know you’re afraid of the dark Y/n, don’t worry I’ll be around to help you my darling.” were just a few of many horrendous letters.

“Miles?” You said, baffled seeing him. “That’s right darling.” He said, tossing the mask god knows where. “You know Y/n, I thought you would’ve gotten the clue. I always get what I want,” He spoke, grasping you by the collar of your shirt. “And I want you Y/n. I love you so so much. I’ll love you until the day I die. If you die, I’ll die as well.”

“M-Miles.. I don’t really know what to say..,” you spluttered out. “My answer is still the same Miles I’m so sor-” “Why won’t you love me?” Miles spat out, cutting you off. He started to shake you aggressively. “Just why? Am I that unlovable? Am I unattractive? Is there anything I can fix about myself?” Miles babbled on, letting the grip on your shirt loose.

“Miles- Miles,” you spoke up, attracting his attention. “Miles. You know why I don’t love you? It’s because-” you suddenly gasped as he placed the tip of the knife onto your chin, as if it was edging you to go on.

“Hmm?,” Miles edged on. “Go on darling, tell me.” He finished off, pressing the knife down knowing if he went any deeper he’d leave a cut.

You went silent. You knew if you said anything you’d probably end up dead, for this was Miles last straw. If you blew it, god knows what would happen.

“That’s right pretty, I know you didn’t have anything against me. Empty words hurt you know Y/n? I know you didn’t mean it but still.” Miles said, holding a look that mocked sadness.

“C'mon love speak to me. I’m not that mean.,” Miles pouted, slowly bringing the knife down to his side. “You know this is because I love you so so much.” Miles babbled, caressing your hair.

“Miles, if you let me go, I won't tell anyone. I promise.” You whispered, slowly pulling your head up. “Please Miles, please please.” You muttered over and over like a mantra. You were desperate and wanted to escape. Fuck you would even keep your word. You wouldn’t tell anyone if you would live.

“No, no, no you’re lying.” he mumbled under his breath. “Stop lying to me!” Miles shouted at your face, spit splattering onto your face. Fuck thats nasty.

“Miles i swear to fucking god please i wont ever..” you trailed off, stopping mid sentence as Miles turned his attention to his bag. He was digging in his bag, tossing things that weren't his desired object. Curses and pleads continuously split from him.

For a moment he stopped. He stopped and turned around with the biggest smirk on his face holding a rag. A wet rag in fact. What the fuck was that dosed in?, You thought. Was this really going to be your last moment? Spent in the woods with Miles fucking Fairchild.

You stared at him as he approached with his long limbs, stomping against the dirt filled ground. Once he bent down to you, he didn’t hesitate on muffling you with the rag. You screamed and screamed but you were helpless. Your cries weren’t heard by anyone other than Miles. In fact, he looked as if he enjoyed it. Sick fucker.

Your lids felt heavy. Shit. as Miles felt content at what he was looking at, he lifted the rag, throwing it god knows where. “Fuck you Miles.” you spit at him with all the power you had in your body before you felt your consciousness slipping from you. Gazing above you, you saw Miles grasping your hands with such fragility, as if you were going to break any second. “Miles you’ll regret this so much..” you stuttered off, chloroform kicking in letting the chances of you staying away strand you.

“So, so pretty.” Miles lavished, admirably gazing your body out cold. He heaved your body off the cold ground, carrying you as if you were a baby. ``Let's go home now, hmm?” Miles questioned your unconscious body knowing he wouldn’t get a response. It made him feel joyful. You were finally his. And you were only his. Forever.

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ifangirlalot · 5 months

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finn comforting and praising thick!reader while they fuck n hes so soo rough while he talks her though it hhhfhhfhfhshs ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

can i be ur 🍥 anon :oo

┊ ➶ 𝓯inn wolfhard x 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓿𝔂!reader ｡˚ ° | !!𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏!!

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕 & 𝖕𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊 | afab!reader, creampie, curve fetish, praise, spanking

Love Note From Zee ;;

welcome to the filth fam, 🍥 nonnie!

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Finn raised his head from between [Name]'s perfectly rounded thighs, his red lips swollen and wet from sucking on her wet, juicy cunt. He had been there now for God knows how long, he had lost count after her third or fourth orgasm. He had such a hard time resisting the soft thickness of her body, but it got so much worse whenever she let herself wear short skirts with halters and cute little heart shaped clips that left sweet indents in her soft skin.

Finn's hand stroked the skin of her thigh for a few moments before he suddenly smacked his palm against it. His cum-dumb baby let out a gasp as she jumped slightly, causing her thighs to jostle and jiggle in the most charming way. The corners of his mouth tugged upward into a lopsided smirk.

His teeth sank into his bottom lip as his hand continued stroking, slapping, and groping her sweet thighs. God, he loved those thighs. He loved seeing the skin there pink and marked in the shape of his hand. Loved watching the skin jiggle about. It was just the cutest.

"You've been so good, dolly," he cooed, raising himself up to his knees as his hands went to his waist to unhook his belt. "But, I think you can be even better. Just pull your pretty little legs up there and I'm gonna fuck you 'til you can't see straight, 'kay?"

[Name] mewled and did as she was told, her hands reaching up and curving beneath her thighs and pulling them up so they were resting against her lush bust. Her skirt folded upward, giving Finn an even better, more wide view of her pussy. Her pussy lips were pink and coated with sticky cum from her last few orgasms. Poor, dumb little baby had been violently tongue fucked to her breaking point so many times, she couldn't even speak when she was spoken to.

But he liked it that way.

Finn smiled innocently, as though he wasn't about to violently fuck her into oblivion. "Good girl. Just stay right there for me." He unzipped his fly and folded down the waistband of his boxers. As he moved himself over her, he had to be careful with the way that he pushed his dick in her. Too quick and he'd cum as soon as his tip parted her sweet cunt. Those curves, that soft skin, they'd have him shooting out hot ropes of sperm before he could thrust.

[Name] whined softly, her legs quaking as he thrusted slowly for a few minutes. He quickly had enough of that shit, though, and gradually slid from grinding to pounding. He gripped her neck firmly enough to place pressure on her throat, but not nearly hard enough as to have her gasping for breath. He could hear the loud pap pap pap from her wet cunt as he cock abused her hole. [Name] was squealing and moaning and whimpering beneath him, drool dribbling from her plump, wet lips.

"Oh, that's a good girl," he praised, his voice gruff but gentle despite the rough movements of his hips as he stretched her open again and again. He took his hand off her throat and grabbed her thighs, readjusting them and pressing them against his waist.

"Come on baby, give me a squeeze. I wanna hear my bones popping." Finn demanded, rearing back and shoving back into her rougher than he had been doing. [Name] moaned loudly and did as she was told once more, her thighs pressing hard against his hips. He groaned and threw his head back. His dark hair was damp with sweat as his eyebrows furrowed from the pleasure. "Fuck, that's it, atta girl…"

He gave a couple more hard shoves into her sopping wet pussy before he slowly pulled out. She let him know of her disapproval by letting out a whiny mewl.

"Hush." Finn said, gently yet firmly, as he smacked her thighs, leaving yet another hand print on her skin. He wrapped her hair around his fist like a horse's rein and flipped her over with one swift movement. He moved the skirt up over her again and pressed her face into the mattress. Once he pulled her hips off the ground, he smirked and slid himself back in again, continuing his sexual abuse where he had left off, this time with his fingers roughly digging into her lush hips as [Name] let out muffled, pleasured sobs.

He wasn't sure how much longer he could keep it up without spilling into her. He had to make it count. He grunted with every thrust back into her, his movements steadily becoming sloppy and uneven. Finn bent forward, tangling one of his hands into her locks again as he doubled his speed. Finally, he felt the knot in his navel unravel as he spilled hot rope after hot rope of seed in her sticky hole. One look between her legs told him she'd already came once before, as the white liquid trickled down her thighs and dripped to the soiled bed sheets. He must have been too caught up in ecstasy to notice.

"Good girl.. oh, you're so good.." Finn whispered breathlessly as he slowly pulled out. "Next time, I want you to get off on my head."

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sluttyitgirl · 10 months

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HERE FOR YOU — FINN WOLFHARD

pairing: finn wolfhard x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ content, smut , p in v sex, first time, fem receiving, soft sex.

note from jazzy— requests are open!!

"Are you sure..?" finns breath hit my ear as he whispered into it and carresed my thigh while he was in between my legs. I look into his eyes , playing with his hair.

I was topless, and so was he , we've been dating for almost a year, and up until now, we haven't done anything sexual. I knew I loved him , and in his own words, he said he loved me too.

"I wouldn't want to do this with anybody else..." I mumbled , running my thumb across his jaw as I examined every freckle and feature on his face.

He smiled, a smile that made me fall more in love with him every day. He kissed my cheek and then went down to my neck as his hand traveled down to the hem of my shorts. I moved my head up to the side, giving him more access to my neck.

His kisses traveled from my neck to my jawline before he looked up at me, then down at me shorts. As his thumb ran over the button, he looked back at me, waiting for my permission. which I grant him with a nod and a small nervous smile.

Once my pants are off his lips, meet mine again, and my arms wrap around his neck, then to his hair. once he pulled apart, he removed his body off of me to stand up and remove his own pants, I decided to be a bit bold and removed my underwear . his eyes glistened at the sight, and he speaks breathlessly? "God, you're beautiful..." he gulped slightly before removing his own set of boxers.

Once those are off, he climbs back in between my legs , placing a small kiss on my nose. "do I need to use a condom or are you-"

"I'm on a pill, so.." he smiles, nodding

"Are you sure you don't wanna back out now?" he asks softly. I shake my head , "No.." I say, placing my hands on his chest. "I'm ready," I smile softly.

He nods before spreading my legs a bit more. I feel a rising pain under there and groan quietly as finn goes in slowly. "it's okay, precious. I'm here for you," he says as he places kisses around my face. my hands crawl to his back , biting my lip ad he's almost fully in me, and once he is, he sits there for a moment, letting me adjust to the size of his member.

"I got you, baby.." he mumbles , and I look at him."You can move now, finn. " he nods as he pulls out slowly, then goes back in at the same pace. he continues that patern only each time he's a little faster than the last thrust.

"Oh, finn..." I moan while my hands are tugging on his hair, making him groan. "s-shit, you feel so good~ You're doing amazing, baby~" his thrust sped up a bit more, making both of us let out slightly louder sounds. I moan louder as he hits my g-spot over and over just the right way at just the right pace. I was basically in cloud 9 because of the way he moved his hips so perfectly.

"Feel good, my pretty girl? my pretty, pretty girl– fuck" he groans.

"s-so good finn~ please k-keep going~" I mewl.

the sound of wet hot skin clapping and moans mixing fill the room. finn was thrusting harder but in the most gentle and caring way. he whispered in my ear , praising me and leaving kisses, leading me to reach my high. I knew he was close to as he dug his head I into my shoulders, and I could hear mumbled whimpers. "shit I'm close, finn..." I throw my head back , as the knot in my stomach unties and I release onto his cock , making him cum aswell. thank god, i was on a pill.

he stops his sloppy thrusts, and his body falls onto mine before rolling off. he looks at me, still trying to catch his breath slightly, and so am I. I smile weakly at him as his hand travels along the side of my face.

"You were amazing, gorgeous.." he smiled. I pressed my head onto his chest as he messaged my head , helping me fall into a much needed sleep.

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walmarttrashbag · 8 months

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Sex With You

Miles Fairchild x Y/n

Requested by: Anonymous!

The nightly air was cold, and Miles was kissing down my neck, but I wasn't really in the mood for anything "Miles..." I said slightly annoyed, pushing him away, but Miles didn't stop.

"Why resist when we're in love?" Miles asked as he unzipped his jeans, revealing his boxers.

"I'm just... Not in the mood right now." I shrugged, moving off the bed, but Miles grabbed my arm, and I suddenly panicked. I didn't want him to make any moves on me "Miles, quit." I said, trying to move away.

Miles grew annoyed, and pushed me away, making me drop to the ground "Fine. Whatever. Fuck off." Miles seethed, turning away from me, scoffing.

I sighed and grabbed Miles' hand "Miles, come on. You could... Eat me out if you want." I told Miles, grabbing at my shorts. Miles looked at me and squinted, before pulling my shorts down, pulling my panties too, and spreading out my thighs.

Miles licked his lips, looking at my slightly wet cunt, and looked up at me "That's more like it, honey." He winked, before covering my pussy with his mouth, and licking up it, making me cover my mouth to hide a moan.

Miles didn't stop there, his tongue circled my pink pearl, licking my clit in fast, circle motions, and making me moan uncontrollably, grabbing at Miles' beautiful raven curls.

"Not so bad now, huh lovely?" Miles teased, and I whimpered, moaning some more. Miles grinned and continued eating me out, lapping up my sweet nectar.

"Fuck!" I whined, bucking my hips up in Miles' face. And to think I brushed him off... Miles held me down by my legs and sped up his licking and sucking motions until he struck a cord deep inside me, and I squirted all over his gorgeously pale face.

The night ended with me sucking Miles' fat, beautiful, veiny dick, and his cum swimming into my mouth, and down my throat. My only hope was that Mrs. Grose, Kate, and Flora didn't hear.

Sorry, these all sucked. Even with requests writing is still tough. Thank you for requesting, though!

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wolfhard13 · 3 months

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Mine

Mike Wheeler x fem!reader

Warnings:fluff, jealousy and little bit of swearing and its a little long to read.

Note: Mike and Reader have been best friends forever and when a certain new girl pops up and tries to steal Mike away, Reader knows she has to make the new girl know Mike is hers.

*Season 3 Mike and Reader are both 14? I think*

"Y/N?" Mike calls out, annoyed as he has to wait for you to finish getting ready to go to Starcourt Mall.

"Almost done, Mikey!" Reader calls out to him as she finishes her make-up just in time for Mike to swing open the door and look at Reader and her cute choice of clothing.

"W-woah, you look umm g-great" Mike mumbles as his eyes go wide, taking in readers pretty sun dress that she wears every summer and her perfectly curled hair and cute shy smile.

"Thanks, Mikey" You grinned as you took his hand and lead him over to the front yard to go ride over to the mall to meet your friends.

Mike blushes as you interlock your hand with his and drag him down the stairs all the way to where your bikes were.

"Do you think they're waiting for us still?" You asked as you hopped on the bike and stared at your best friend.

"I don't know N/N but if they aren't we can go hang out ourselves" Mike chuckled and you smiled wide.

"Oooh~ I would love that!" You squeal and Mike sighs as he looks at you dreamily and takes in your beauty.

"Let's go now Mikey, before we actually get late" you said as you started riding off.

Mike nods and does as you said and also went after you. Anyone from a 10 meter distance could tell Mike is smitten for you and was so obviously inlove with you and people could say the same for you as they noticed your lingering glances at him and his lips and they way you were so close with eachother.

You both arrived at the mall and put your bikes in the bike rack as you make your way over to the party and Max smiles and you run up to her for a hug and she glady hugs you back and all of you watched up while waiting for Will to get here.

Once Will arrived you all went to Schoops Ahoy just before Steve's shift ended so you could get free ice-cream.

The party all sat down at a table and you and Mike sat close together while eating your ice creams. You and Mike have been friends since you both could talk and Mike was only a year older then you, so you both grew up together meaning you knew everything about eachother and were very close.

You all talked and hanged out while walking around the mall as a group and window shopping (ya'll are broke) and you walked with Mike as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. It was a normal thing for you two and was also for the party but that didn't stop them from teasing you two relentlessly.

"Awww, you two finally dating?" Dustin says in a sing-song voice as you and Mike both blush and deny it.

"You sure?" Lucas and Max both say before giggling and laughing at you two and you notice Mike really embarrassed, so you slip your hand into his and give it a gentle squeeze and when the others weren't looking, a quick peck on his cheek making both of your faces light up and get all red.

You relased your hand from his and walked faster to catch up with Max and you girls both laughed and talked about the utter most random things as Mike walked with the rest of the group but was absolutely stunned and not in a bad way just like happy shocked or smth.

A few hours go by and you guys have to go home and since you and Mike are neighbours you rode together.

"Today was fun, huh?" You told Mike with a smile and he smile back while saying.

"Yeah, very fun." He said before saying, "like the bit where you kissed me." Mike said, leaving both of you blushing messes and you quickly defended yourself.

"I-i was trying to cheer you up and I only kissed your cheek!" you said quickly and defensively but with a huge grin on your face.

"Yeah, right." Mike said and you both laughed before reaching your houses.

"See you tomorrow, Mikey?" You asked and he nodded and you went to go hug him and he returned it before going into your separate houses.

You woke up tomorrow and got ready to all hang out again and it was pretty much the same all summer before it was the last day of break and the party and you went to a hill and made a promise to stick together no matter what happens. It was a tradition you've been doing since 2 years ago.

You and Mike walked home and he walked you to your door before saying, "Princess?"

Mike had been calling you that since you were 6 as a joke because you had dressed up in a princess costume and he a knight for Halloween and you wore that costumes for 3 days before taking it off because Mike gifted you it for your birthday and you were excited to wear it.

"Yeah, Mikey?" You mumbed and looked up into his pretty brown eyes and stared at eachother so intensely before Mike slowly leaned in and pressed his lips on yours.

You guys pulled apart for a second before you kissed him again and when you guys pulled away you pressed your forehead on his and closed your eyes as you went for another kiss.

You both smiled when you stopped the kiss before you went inside your house and when you closed the door, you quietly screamed and made little excited noises and Mike grinned as he could hear you from outside, but said nothing as he walked back to his house with the biggest smile ever, on his face.

The next day was the first day of school so you decided to be a little extra and put more effort in so you got into the shower and picked a cute outfit, a cropped baby blue shirt with black shorts. You asked your mum if she could braid your hair and after you put on your make-up and prepared your school bag for the day.

You got to school and waited for the rest of the party to arrive and Max came first and you guys sat on the bench and waited for the guys and you told her what happened with Mike yesterday and she and you were both giggling and laughing about it.

"I think I'm inlove with him" you confessed to Max just as Mike, Will, Dustin and Lucas arrived and asked what you were talking about and Max replied with 'nothing' as you and Mike made heart eyes at eachother.

You guys were just staring at eachother and the whole party was just whispering and chuckling at the interaction between you two. You both smiled and then you walked up close to him and pecked his lips before walking away with Max.

"OMG DUDE" Dustin screamed, "DID SHE J-JUST?!? OMG"

"SINCE WHEN WAS THAT A THING?" Both Lucas and Will yelled at him.

Mike didn't say anything as he blushed and pressed to fingers to his lips, where you kissed him and smiled before calling your name and chasing after you and Max.

"Hey! Y/N" Mike jogged up to you and Max just as she whispered in your ear she was about to go.

"Hi Mikey" you said as he pulled you in by the waist and kissed you again.

Once you guys pulled apart you smiled and held his hand and he walked you to class, where you both sat down in the 2nd last row next to eachother.

"Mike?" You said, "What are we exactly?" You spoke to him in a curious voice.

"Whatever you want to be but I do really want to be your boyfriend and you know? Be dating?" He said as he blushed in the last few words.

"Well then I guess I'm your girlfriend" You giggles as Mike smiled wide at this information and leaned over to kiss your head and went back to listening to what the teachers was saying but he linked his hand into yours.

A few months go by and life seems perfect, you have your lovely boyfriend, good friends, amazing grades and it all seemed so good right now. You're always hanging out with Mike and your both very clingy but you don't mind it's actually amazing because when Mike gets clingy he gets attached to you like attached and will not be physically removed.

You enter school with Mike's arm around your waist and your friends walking behind you. They go to separate classes while you and Mike go to your English class. You sit down with Mike in your shared desk and Mike's places his hand comfortably on your thigh and you listen to the teacher while he draws circles on you.

The teacher announces there will be a new girl and then she steps in and you watch as her eyes go past everyone on onto your boyfriends. You shift uncomfortablely at her intense staring before finally looking at the teacher.

"Mike?" You asked quietly as the teacher was introducing the new girl, whose name is Aria.

"Yeah, princess?" Mike looks at you, like your the world or to precise his world.

"The new girl keeps staring at you." You shift again when you notice her gaze on your boyfriend.

"I don't care about her, love. Just you." Mike says as he kisses the crown of your head and grips you tighter as you lean into his touch.

"Aria, go sit down next to Mike" the teacher yelled, "Mike put your hand up."

Mike hesitantly put his hand up and moved even closer to you, if that was possible.

"Hi, I'm Aria" She said to Mike smiling all wide and flirtatious.

"I'm Mike" He said bluntly and didn't shake her hand when she held it off but she brushed it off.

"You been here long?" She asked him question after question and he got sick and tired of it so he pulled you onto his lap and the teacher didn't care as he wrapped his arms around your waist and snuggled his head in your neck.

"Yeah, I guess. Could you stop talking? I'm with my girlfriend." Mike snarled as he cuddles into you more. You blushed at him being this much PDA with you but you liked it as he didn't so it much often.

You death stared the girl, who did the same back at you and you and Mike both got up straight away to leave class once the bell rang.

"Let's go back to mine." The Wheeler boy says as he drags you along not even giving you the chance to say yes or no. :)

You both hang out at his house for the rest of the day and went to bed together and cuddled the rest of the night.

The next day the girl did the same after and she did so for a month and recieved a months worth of Mike's rejections, before you had enough.

You came out if class to see Mike in the hallway and you both made eye contact and he was about to go over to you as a certain demon spawn (Aria) came over to him and again started to flirting with him.

You had enough so you decided to take matters into your own hands.

"Mikey!" You ran up to him and into his arms as he spun you around before setting you down and you immediately went in for a kiss. But it wasn't a singular kiss, no, you were full on making out with Mike infront of Aria and you broke apart just as Mike said.

"L-love" as you bit down gently on his neck and left a hicky on there and he squirmed.

Once you finished what you were doing you turned around and faced Aria.

"Oh hi. I didn't see you there." Just as you grabbed Mike hand and dragged him through the halls.

"Princess?" Mike said teasingly, "Were you jealous?" He said giggling and smiling like a fool.

"What? No!" You laughed once you looked him in the eye and he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you into him.

"I'm so inlove with you. Just you." Mike said repeating what he said before and that was all you needed.

"I love you too, Mike"

#mike wheeler #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard characters #stranger things #x reader #x you #x y/n #tumblr fyp #finn wolfhard x reader #mike wheeler is in love with me<3 #stranger things 5 #boris pavlikovsky #trevor spengler #miles fairchild #ziggy katz #richie tozier

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h0n3yj4y · 2 years

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Mean!Mike x Fem Reader

Nsfw - aged up Mike to 19 👍

Warnings: smut, rough sex, cursing, mocking, degrading, chocking, light slapping, Master/Daddy kink (both cuz why not), overstimulation i think, climax denial, licking lol, he yells at u a lil, idk what else to put but u get the gist 🤭 its a bit of a slow burn, theres build up to the actual rough sex so yea

You and ur boyfriend Mike where in his basement watching a movie that honestly neither of u were paying attention to. Why? Well, a certain someone was slowly inching their hand further up ur thigh.

Mike loved doing this, in public places, around friends, just to see ur reaction and how easily wet u got over him trailing his hand up and down ur thigh, occasionally tightly gripping it which would make u gasp, that would make him smirk at u. He'd have a cocky smile, proud of himself.

But this time Mike had other plans than just lightly teasing u like this. Instead of stopping, he kept going, until he reached ur clothed cunt, you were only wearing underwear and one of Mike's oversized sweaters, so it was very easy access for him. He softly rubbed a few figure eights which made u let out a shaky breath due to the sensation. U turned ur head to Mike who was still looking at the movie, pretending as he wasn't doing anything but oh but he knows what hes doing to you.

You started to squirm a little, getting impatient, softly whimpering. "Did i tell you you could move, slut.?" you then heard ur boyfriend say in a stern tone as he pulls his hand away and looks down at you with an intimidating gaze, a gaze that would make u melt and obey his every command. You looked up at him shyly and shaked your head "n-no..." - "No what? Hmm?" - "N-no...Master.." you look away from him feeling a bit embarrassed, you liked this all too much tho.

You felt Mike grab ur chin and aggressively turn your head to face him "Look at me when im talking to you bitch!" you flinch a lil at his sudden raise of voice. "I-im sorry Master, it wont happen again..." - "Good girl, it better not."

You were used to Mike getting aggressive like this when it came to doing intimate things, it was all part of him asserting dominance and you loved every part of it but tried not to let him know, though we all know he does. You were terrible at hiding when you really liked something, he could easily tell.

"You know, i think a lil slut like you deserves a punishment. You'd like that wouldn't you?" hearing those words come out of Mike's mouth made u squeeze ur thighs together tightly, it was so fucking hot. You completely forgot that he still had his hand resting on ur upper thigh, so he felt u press ur thighs together. He smirks "Guess that's a yes huh? Thought so."

He took his hand of ur chin as he pinned u down on the couch, both hands above ur head. His other free hand roamed down to ur dripping cunt as he removed ur underwear then raising the sweater over ur stomach for better access and view. You tried to get away from his grip but he tightened his grip on ur wrists, making u whimper in pain. There was no chance of u ever getting away from his grip, he was way stronger than u anyways.

Mike notices that and smiles innocentlg at u "Aww, did i accidentally hurt my lil baby?" he asks u with a lil pout "y-yes, a lil bit" his innocent act goes away very quickly after u say that, his facial expression drops to a stern one. "Well suck it up cuz there's more where that came from and i promise you it'll be way worse if u dont obey, ok Bunny?" you quickly nod, obeying him and trying ur best to not disobey him or do anything that will upset him again. Though u kinda want to provoke him, you love when his voice gets all deep and serious, it has a nice rasp, its very, very hot. You love it even more when hes rough with u like this, its a feeling like no other.

As you were drifting off thinking of how hot and amazing ur boyfriend is, u feel 2 fingers being shoved inside u, making u let out a loud moan as u arch ur back, not really expecting him to start off so harshly already.

"uh- uh, did i tell you that you could moan whore? You better stay quite or else, ok?" u bite ur lip and nod. He starts to pump and curl his long digits in and out of u, hitting ur sweet spot everytime without missing. This is making u go crazy, u don't know how longer u can stay quite.

As ur trying super hard to keep ur mouth shut, you see Mike lean down towards ur clit, looking at u with a devilish smirk as he starts to swirl his tongue on it at a painfully good rhythm. This is what brakes u, u cant hold it in anymore. You let out a loud moan, the overwhelming pleasure being too much. You feel urself getting close causing u too grab at Mikes hair and throw ur head back.

As u do this Mike suddenly stops, he takes his fingers out of u and takes ur hand off his hair as he then hovers over u and leans in ur ear, proceeding to then choke u pretty harshly making u gasp and grab his arm as he then whispers "What did i fucking tell you, hm? I told u to not make a single sound or even touch me, right? So why did you fucking do it you whore? couldn't obey a simple rule that Daddy gave u huh?" he sternly and angrily says in ur ear, nibbling at it a bit harshly, a shiver runs down ur spine, being very intimidated and extremely aroused.

"I-im sorry Daddy, pls it just felt too good, i c-couldn't help myself..." u stutter, Mike tsk's at u as he leans away from ur ear, making eye contact with u. He slaps ur cheek, not too harshly but enough for it to sting a lil as he then grabs ur face "pff, how pathetic. Well, i guess u give me no choice but to harshly fuck ur tight lil cunt, i bet you'd love it if i fucked u dumb, like the good cock slut u are, isn't that right Angel?" that all made u squirm and close ur legs in arousal. You shyly nod ur head but that doesn't satisfy Mike.

"Oh c'mon, us ur words slut. You have a mouth right? Then use it." he shakes ur head a lil as u then stutter out a "y-yes Daddy, p-please" - "Good girl, now be a good slut for ur Master and bend over for me won't u" he places a kiss on ur lips passionately making u smile as u then obey as u turn around and rest on ur elbows, ass up infront of Mike. He slaps ur ass harshly and u let out a quite moan, not expecting that and it hurting a lil but feeling good.

You hear Mike unbuckle his pants as he takes them off and his boxers, throwing them somewhere in the basements floor. You then feel the tip of his dick press againts ur entrance in a teasing way, making u whimper, wanting him so badly.

"Aw what's wrong Bunny? So desperate to have my cock deep inside ur dripping cunt? Ur so wet for me, you know that right?" - "yes M-master please, i want u so badly please. I need ur huge cock deep inside me now" u say with whimpers as u sway ur hips, trying to get some friction, so desperate to have his huge cock inside u.

You hear Mike chuckle "alright Angel, if u say so" u then feel him shove his cock deep inside of you very harshly as he holds onto ur hip with one hand and the other goes to harshly pull ur hair to throw ur head back. You let out very loud moans, the pain and pleasure feeling amazing but also very overwhelming.

You try ur best to not be very loud but its literally impossible at the pace he's going. Mike's pounding into u hard and fast, having no intentions of slowing down. U keep letting out loud moans until u feel 3 fingers being shoved in ur mouth, followed by a harsh pull of ur hair.

Mike leans close to ur ear as he sternly whispers "Shut the fuck up whore, u wouldn't want anyone hearing us now would u? But now that I think about it, you would like it, you'd love for people to know who you belong to and how I make you feel. For everyone to know ur Daddy's lil cock slut." All u can muster out are muffled moans as he starts to go faster and harsher making u roll ur eyes back. Mike rests his head on ghe crook of ur next, biting down harshly making u mewl in pleasure, he then licks the spot he abused since he drew a bit if blood.

U ghen feel a knot forming at ur lower stomach so u try to tell Mike that ur close and u succeed but what u didn't expect was Mike coming to a stop and pulling out of u all of a sudden, letting go of ur hair and taking his fingers out ur mouth.

U moan in confusion and frustration, just being denied ur climax. U are about to say something but Mike then flips you around so that you are laying on your back, facing him. He then shoves himself back inside of u, picking his fast and harsh pace back up, making u arch ur bike and let out even more louder moans. Before you can let out another moan you feel Mike's lips against yours as he kisses you harshly, getting u to shut up or to at least muffle ur slutty moans.

He pulls away for a sec "God shut the fuck up already whore, ur so fucking loud." don't get him wrong he loves hearing ur beautiful moans and how u moan out his name but u were seriously being so loud, u were gonna get eachother caught. He goes back to kissing u, this time choking u a bit to make sure u stay quiet enough.

U loved how his hand perfectly wrapped around ur neck, almost feels as if it was fit to belong around ur neck and ur absolutely living for that.

As Mike continues his fast and harsh pace, u feel a knot form at ur stomach meaning that u were close again. "Mmm M-mike im close" - "Hold it, don't u dare cum yet" u whimpered in agony, u dont think u can hold it, it was too much. "You'll cum when i tell u." he growled, burying his face in the crook of ur neck. U felt him kiss ur neck and nibble at it, licking ur sensitive spot whenever he would suck on ur neck which made u go crazy. U loved the sensation of his warm, soft tongue trailing along ur neck, especially on the places he's marked.

You felt his dick twitch inside u as he says "Cum for me baby, now." - "y-yes Daddy mmm, cum inside me pls, fill me up" u were on birth control so it was ok for Mike to cum inside u. You then let out a loud muffled moan as u clawed at Mike's back, cumming all over his cock as he then let out a moan of his own, climaxing inside of u, filling u up.

You both road out ur highs as he then pulled out of u, both of u catching ur breaths. Mike hovered over u, looking u up and down, smiling down at u, placing a soft kiss on ur lips. You sighed in relief, smiling back at him and cupping his face as u caressed him comfortingly.

"You ok baby? Need anything? Did i hurt u?" Ah yes, anytime u and Mike have harsh sex, he takes good care of u afterwards. Getting all worried and asking you if u need anything every 5 seconds. You loved how caring he was afterwards, he was truly the best. "Im ok Mikey dont worry, u didn't hurt me at all" you smile reassuringly at ur worried boyfriend. "You sure? Please tell me." - "Yes Mike im ok! don`t worry so much, i will be ok, though i don't think i'll be able to walk for awhile."

Mike laughs and kisses ur forehead "Yea i know u won't be able too, gonna have to carry u around like a baby" - "oh fuck off" - "Love you toooo" you both share some laughs and sweet sensual kisses and hand holding. Mike then gets both of u cleaned up, giving u a new pair of underwear and a mute green sweater of his to wear.

U both then go to his room as u fall asleep in eachothers arms. Feeling safer than ever and so very loved.

A/N: AAAAH this is my first ever ff so plsss don't bash me if its kinda bad. I finished writing this at like 2am im so tired guys. (⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄﹏o̴̶̷̥⸝⸝)

Anywho, i hope u enjoyed it! I don`t write a whole lot but i might write some headcanons or imagines for Mike or/and Miles in the future. Might do other Finn characters aswell like Richie and Boris. Uuuu maybe i will write some Will Byers stuff and Byler stuff aswell! Who knows we will see, anyways good night now, take care luvs <3

OH ALSO IF THERE ARE ANY SPELLING MISTAKES PLS TELL ME SO I CAN FIX EM, THANK U BYE BYE💛🌻🌼🌾

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x you #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler smut #mike wheeler is hot af and u cant change my mind #god the things i'd let this man do to me #I mean huh what #Sorry got hacked🤭#Mike wheeler is so pretty #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard x reader #miles fairchild x reader #Finnverse #boris pavlikovsky #richie tozier #boris pavlikovsky x reader #richie tozier x reader

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sadslay · 2 years

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- IN MY ROOM ⋆☆ 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜

warnings - fluff? nsfw content

the sun was beginning to set beyond the horizon, casting dark shadows throughout the manor. you were waiting for miles, waiting just outside it window. you lived at the property next door and you had known each other since you were kids.

you breathed in a thick cloud of smoke before removing the cigarette from between your lips. the smoke burned your throat a little as you exhaled a cloud of smoke. when the windows beside you burst open, your whole body tensed as you thought you were caught.

“how many times have i told you that you can wait for me in my room?” miles asked, taking the cigarette from your fingers before placing it between his lips.

“and how many times have i told you that i don’t want flora finding me.” you smiled, resting your elbows on the window ledge.

“she’s in bed.” he groaned, exhaling a small cloud of smoke.

he extended his hand, allowing you to hold onto his hand as you climbed through his bedroom window.

“oh is that so.” you laughed as you stumbled into his room.

miles nodded as he let out a breathy laugh, a bit of smoke puffing out his lips while doing so. he took the cigarette out from between his lips before passing it back to you as he fell down onto his bed. as you finished up the last bit of your cigarette, throwing the butt onto the pavement outside.

you plopped yourself on the red and white egg chair beside his bed, putting your feet up on a random box as you turned your attention back to miles.

“i didn’t think you were home for another week or two.” you mumbled, looking over to miles.

“comere.” he mumbled, choosing to ignore your comment.

you stood up before kneeing down onto his mattress, crawling over to his side. he held out his arm, as you began to get comfortable before finally resting around your shoulder. you laid your head on his shoulder, carefully listening to his breathing. you could feel his thumb gently rubbing back and forth on your clothed shoulder. whenever you were apart from each other time felt slow in the worst way possible, a few months feeling like a life time. but when you were together, everything melted together. hours could feel like minutes.

“i missed you.” he mumbled quietly, turning his head to look down at you.

“i miss you too.” you smiled sweetly, your hand connecting to his cheek.

he let out a soft breath, having missed your touch as he began to lower himself, connecting his lips with yours. almost instantly your lips began to meld together perfectly. you were like ecstasy to each other. as the kiss grew with lust and desire, miles had moved himself to tower over you, his hand gently holding onto your neck.

as his hand moved across your neck, you squirmed under his touch causing miles to smile into the kiss. miles used his free hand to comb a piece of hair from your forehead. your hands moved down his torso, gently tugging on the hem of his sweater. you began to pull up his sweater, miles temporarily pulling away to pulling the sweater over his head. as he flung the sweater into the corner of his room, he quickly reconnected your lips. your hands reconnected to his torso, your fingernails leaving small indents in his skin. miles’ lips moved from your lips, slowly working his way down to your neck where he still had a firm grip.

“you’re all mine.” he mumbled huskily into your skin.

“all yours.” you moaned softly, one of your hands moved to the back of his head, entangling your fingers in his curls.

“good girl.” he hummed.

your slightest movement drove him absolutely insane. the way your fingers clung to his hair or the way you’d moan out his name. he infatuated with you and every square inch of your body. in one swift movement, miles had taken off your shirt, throwing it to a random corner in his room before he continued to leave a trail of marks down your neck. you let out a quite moan sending chills up miles’ spine.

“miles.” you moaned.

miles looked up at you, reconnecting your lips as his hand gently grasped onto your neck, applying just the right amount of pressure. with his free hand, miles began to wander down your stomach lining your skin with goosebumps. his hand began to unbuckle your jeans causing you to let out an unexpected whimper.

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lying on miles’ chest, listening to his breathing gradually slow, while his finger traced up and down your spine. it was beginning to come into the early hours of the morning, both of you getting tired. your eyes felt heavy, all you wanted to do was fall asleep in his arms.

“the sun’s gonna be up soon.” you whispered, gently readjusting your head to look up at him.

his dark eyes looked sad, you knew he hated seeing you leave and it was usually to most difficult part every-time you saw each other.

“can’t you stay?” he asked quietly, gently brushing a piece of hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear.

you flashed him a weak smile, admittedly also wanting you say, you let out a breathy laugh. “you know i won’t be allowed back if mrs grose catches us.” you smiled, your hand beginning to tenderly draw circles on his chest. “do i need to remind you of the time that kate caught us?” you giggled.

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you were sitting on miles’ bathroom sink, your skirt dropped to the floor. miles’ head was between your thighs, his hands gripping onto your doughy skin while your hand was entangled his his hair. you let out almost pornographic moans as miles continued to work his magic. your was mind completely scrambled as you flung your head back, your deep breaths filling the confined space.

as you came close to your high, miles pulled away before standing up to connect his lips with yours. miles pulled you closer to the edge of the counter, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist. your arms wrapped around his neck while his hands dugs into the bare skin of your thigh. you were sure it was going to leave a mark but you didn’t mind, in fact you liked it. the way he left small marks over your body claiming you as his own.

miles looked away for a moment, causing your lips to attach to his jaw line, leaving a soft kisses. not bothering to look at why miles had turned away, you moved your arms away from his necks before cupping his cheeks. your head snapped in the direction of miles’ bedroom door as something shattered on the floor. you let out a breathy laugh as kate quickly grew flustered as she tried to clean up the broken bits of glass.

“don’t you know how to knock?” miles grunted as his hands began to run up and down your thighs.

“well- i uh. i did but uh…” kate stuttered causing you to both let out a breathy laugh.

“get the fuck out of my room.” miles laughed.

kate quickly picked up the last few pieces of glass before scurrying out of miles’ room, pulling his bedroom door shut.

“now.” he cooed. “where were we?” he asked rhetorically before reconnecting your lips.

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pulling your one of miles’ sweaters over your head, you looked at the small analog clock on his bedside table. as you both stood up from his bed, miles’ grabbed onto your wrist causing you to spin back around to face him.

“you’re sure you don’t need me to walk you back?” he asked. “it can be dangerous out there at this time of night.” he shrugged.

“i’m sure i’ll be fine.” you giggled, planting one last kiss on his cheek before walking over to his bedroom window.

you pushed open the window before beginning to climb through the window. as you finally planted your feet onto the muddy concrete, you turned around to find miles leaning on the window ledge with his elbows.

“see you tomorrow?” he asked, carefully tracing your body up and down before meeting your eyes.

“i’ll be here at 10.” you smiled, giving him yet another kiss on the cheek.

before you could pull away, miles’ quickly connected your lips, this time his movements were slow and tender.

he slowly pulled away, undeniably leaving him hungry for more. you smirked as his attempts to get you to stay before beginning to wander in the general direction of your property.

“see ya later lover boy!”

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sijssjsbssjsnsnnskbskwns · 26 days

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Finn Wolfhard Characters X Reader idea’s for you! (part 1)

MILES FAIRCHILD (THE TURNING)

Miles Fairchild X Wednesday!Reader (inspired by the Jenna Ortega version)

Miles Fairchild X Emotionless!Reader

Miles Fairchild x Goth!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Werewolf!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Scarlet witch!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Mute!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Demon!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Succubus!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Twin!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

Miles Fairchild X Punk!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Ghostface!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Cannibal!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Zombie!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Ghost!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Enchantress!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Blind!Reader (inspired by Toph maifong from avatar: the last airbender.)

Miles Fairchild X Siren!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Mermaid!Reader

Miles Fairchild X Yandere!Reader

MIKE WHEELER (STRANGER THINGS)

Older!mike wheeler X Sapphire witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but dark blue)

Older!mike wheeler X Werewolf!Reader

Older!mike wheeler X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail From Abigail 2024)

Older!mike wheeler X Demon!Reader

Older!mike wheeler X Mute!Reader

Older!mike wheeler X Escape Lab!Reader

Older!mike wheeler X Yandere!Reader

Older!mike wheeler X Enchantress!Reader

Older!mike wheeler X Blind!Reader (inspired by Toph beifong from avatar: the last airbender)

Older!mike wheeler X Zombie!Reader

Mike wheeler X Maleficent!Reader

Mike wheeler X Werewolf!Reader

Mike wheeler X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

Mike wheeler X Zombie!Reader

Mike wheeler X Mermaid!Reader

Mike wheeler X Twin!Reader

Mike wheeler X Succubus!Reader

Mike wheeler X Demon!Reader

Mike wheeler X ghost!Reader

Mike wheeler X Depressed!Reader

BOBERT (RULES FOR WEREWOLFS)

Bobert X Werewolf!Reader

Bobert X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

Bobert X Amethyst witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but purple)

Bobert X Siren!Reader

Bobert X Succubus!Reader

Bobert X Demon!Reader

Bobert X Enchantress!Reader

Bobert X Ghost!Reader

Bobert X Zombie!Reader

Bobert X Twin!Reader

Bobert X Sister!Reader

Bobert X Transgender!Reader

Bobert X Tomboy!Reader

Bobert X Cannibal!Reader

Bobert X Blind!Reader (Inspired by Toph beifong from avatar: the last airbender)

Bobert X Mute!Reader

Bobert X Goth!Reader

Bobert X Punk!Reader

Bobert X Brother!Reader

Bobert X Werewolf Little sister!Reader

RICHIE TOZIER (IT)

Richie tozier X Werewolf!Reader

Richie tozier X Siren!Reader

Richie tozier X Ghost!Reader

Richie tozier X Goth!Reader

Richie tozier X Blind!Reader (inspired by Toph beifong from avatar: the last airbender)

Richie tozier X Mute!Reader

Richie tozier X Succubus!Reader

Richie tozier X Demon!Reader

Richie tozier X Tomboy!Reader

Richie tozier X Enchantress!Reader

Richie tozier X Transgender!Reader

Richie tozier X Punk!Reader

Richie tozier X Vampire!Reader (inspire by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

Richie tozier X Mermaid!Reader

Richie tozier X Zombie!Reader

Richie tozier X Cannibal!Reader

Richie tozier X Depressed!Reader

Richie tozier X Little brother!Reader

Richie tozier X Twin!Reader

Richie tozier X Flirty!Reader

TREVOR SPENGLER (GHOSTBUSTERS:AFTERLIFE)+(GHOSTBUSTERS:FROZEN EMPIRE)

Trevor Spengler X Scarlet witch!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Sapphire witch!Reader (Scarlet Witch but Dark blue powers)

Trevor Spengler X Wednesday!Reader (inspired by the Jenna Ortega version)

Trevor Spengler X Transgender!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Ghost!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Ahmanet!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Enchantress!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Punk!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Goth!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Siren!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Mute!Reader

Trever Spengler X Depressed!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Twin sister!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail form Abigail 2024)

Trevor Spengler X Mermaid!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Zombie!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Demon!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Succubus!Reader

Trevor Spengler X Twin Brother!Reader

BORIS PAVLIKOVSKY (THE GOLDFINCH)

Boris pavlikovsky X Flirty!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail form Abigail 2024)

Boris pavlikovsky X Werewolf!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Russian!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X DepressedReader

Boris pavlikovsky X SuccubusReader

Boris pavlikovsky X Mermaid!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Ghost!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Goth!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Punk!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Big sister!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Twin!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Siren!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Wednesday!Reader (inspired by the Jenna Ortega version)

Boris pavlikovsky X Telekinesis!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Brother!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Blind!Reader (Inspired by Toph beifong from avatar: the last airbender)

Boris pavlikovsky X Mute!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Tomboy!Reader

Boris pavlikovsky X Transgender!Reader

Boris Pavlikovsky X Zombie!Reader

Boris Pavlikovsky X SZA!Reader

(A/N:hi! There’s also a part 2 and 3 to this go check those out as well and maybe some of my other posts I bet you’ll like them)

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w-wolfhard · 2 years

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GLIMPSE OF US by joji.

pairing : young!boris pavlikovsky x reader

warning(s) : heavy underage drinking & smoking

wrds frm seb! : 01) ANGST ANGST ANGST . 02) this is rlly short bc im a lazy whore n yea. 03) it's also probably rlly shitty cus i rushed the ending but yk <33

boris sat at a lunch table with theo, violently stabbing his food with a fork, as he stared at you and your new boyfriend laughing together.

you had a huge grin plastered on your face, as you spoke with your boyfriend. it was a grin you never had on your face when you were with boris.

the boy was feeling mixxed emotions. he was sad, angry, and most importantly, jealous. he was jealous of how good your new boyfriend treated you. jealous because he knew he couldn't treat you that well. you and boris didn't end it on a bad note. you two were still friends.

theo sighed, as he watched the curly haired boy stab his food. theo didn't even know why you two broke up. he didn't even ask any of you. the only thing he knew was that boris came to theo's house at 3 in the morning, looking as if he got zero sleep and spent the whole night sobbing. his under eyes were dark, his eyes were red, and puffy.

just like they were at the current moment.

boris wanted to take his eyes off you so badly. because every single time he looks in your eyes, he gets lost. it's like he's in a maze, and it tortures him, 'cause there's just a shit ton of memories with you and him flooding around that maze. but that's why he couldn't take his eyes off you. so even if he TRIED to take his eyes off you, he'd miserably fail.

he watched as your boyfriend leaned in for a kiss. he saw you giggle, and kiss your boyfriend.

he felt a pang in his heart. he banged his hands against the lunch table, and walked off to the school parking lot. probably to get high and cry over a girl who he still loved, yet she was in love with another.

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chezzywezzy · 2 years

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Yandere Miles Fairchild (1/4)

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*As usual, R and Miles are 18/19. Dedicated to @thedoctorisinlove and @vampbloodbunny.

*Edited:3

I sighed, hitting my head against the desk in my room. Underneath my head, fluttering from my sudden action, was my various calculus assignments. Calculus was hard. And it was even harder when I taught myself… I used to be fine with Mrs. Grose’s definition of ‘home schooling,’ but now that I was in my final year of schooling, everything was so hard.

I finally raised my head, gazing tiredly at the messy piles of textbooks and assignments for other classes. So much to do, and no time to do it; seeing as my mornings and late afternoons were spent doing my job as a maid. I only have have the early afternoons and late nights to catch up on school work. I’ve previously inquired to Mrs. Grose about hiring a tutor to help me out. Yet, apparently because I was a maid who lived here rent free, it would have to come out of my own pockets.

I didn’t have money in my pockets, though. The agreement has always been, in exchange for my services as a maid, I could live here without any needs or worries. I guess Mrs. Grose didn’t consider a tutor a need, though.

I twirled my pen between my fingers, my focus returning to the paper. Suddenly, a lightbulb went off, and I was about to jot down the answer when —

My door was flung open, and Flora, in her adorable childish glory, burst into the room. “Y/n! Y/n! Come quick! Miles is almost home!”

I tuned her out as she came over to me and started grabbing at my arm. Messily, I wrote the answer for the problem and drew a small frowny face beside it. The work was messy, but I finally dropped the pen, allowing Flora to pull me out of my seat.

I furrowed my brows as she dragged me out of the room. I was wearing my usual maid outfit. Once upon a time, I despised it because of how formal it was, but I grew to like it. There wasn’t much of a point for changing out of it for a few hours, anyways. The skirt served as a cushion against the stiff wooden chair I studied in.

The girl was especially energetic. I was hunched and lagging behind her, as a matter of fact, and I had to try hard to keep up. Her tiny hand was tight and painful, but I didn’t point it out.

“What do you mean Miles is back, Flora? I don’t recall Mrs. Grose informing me about a holiday,” I inquired in confusion. A part of me already knew he got himself suspended again, but Flora didn’t need to know about her brother’s bad behavior. Each time, in fact, I found it amusing how creative her answers were.

Flora let out a drawled ‘um’ thoughtfully as she pulled me down the stairs. Her pace slowed as her brain churned. “Well,” she started, "I bet there was a… a zombie infestation at the school! And he barely escaped. And because of that, he gets a whole new holiday for being a survivor of such icky monsters!”

A smile tugged at my lips. “I bet you’re right.”

We arrived at the front door. It was large, and both doors were flung open, allowing the sunlight to flood the foyer. Standing out at the edge of the stone steps was Mrs. Grose in her stiff, stoic stature. Her hands were clasped tightly behind her. She stared at the gravel in the parking lot and fencing of the establishment.

Flora pulled me outside, and I blinked, adjusting to the bright light. Mrs. Grose peered at us expectantly over her shoulder, her expression not changing. I could tell from the look in her eyes that she wanted to say something about Miles recent behavior - recent being ever since his parents died, which was already a few years ago.

“Y/n, I already cleaned his room and changed the sheets. So, I expect that upon his arrival, you’ll prepare dinner and tend to the children. Understood?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I answered obediently. Her wording was a double-edged sword; it always was. On one side, it was flattering that she saw me as a responsible adult. On the other hand, I wished she saw me for what I was. I was barely an adult.

“Y/n, when Miles gets here, can you get us some snacks? I’m so-o-o hungry,” she exclaimed, jumping up and down. “And brother will be, too! He just escaped the zombies after running for his life, after all.”

I slowed, crouching down to her height. I ruffled her hair affectionately. “You’re right, Flora. How thoughtful of you. Let me say hello to your brother first and I’ll get right to it, okay?”

Flora nodded, and just then, my ears picked up the distant sound of a car. The crunching of gravel grew closer and closer until a grey car pulled into the parking lot. It pulled up to the base of the steps before coming to a halt. Mrs. Grose began defending the steps, and the moment she did too, the back door opened.

Miles emerged, messy-haired and jovial. He was grinning ear to ear, not even bothering to close the door behind him. He dashed up the stairs while Flora went down, and they met each other half way.

Miles had clearly grown stronger over the last semester. He lifted the child with ease, twirling her around. I watched the scene expectantly, noticing how Mrs. Grose was accompanying the driver in taking out all of his luggage.

My suspicions peaked. Miles never brought any suitcases back with him.

He carried the girl back up and set her on the ground. Flora giggled gleefully, and Miles turned to me. I was still somewhat disappointed by the situation, but I opened my arms to him. No greetings were exchanged as he dove into my arms. His hands grabbed at my back tightly and he hurried his head into the crook of my neck.

I patted his back warmly as his hair brushed against my cheeks. Flora was already tugging eagerly at my skirt, begging for me to get her some snacks now. However, Miles was unmoving while I was laughing from the small girl’s insistence.

“I missed you too, Miles, but the princess demands food,” I finally spoke.

Miles pulled away, not hesitating to plant a quick kiss on my cheek. Over the years I’d grown comfortable with his open affections, and it made me smile. He had an irreplaceable, handsome grin on his face. “Let me help you,” he offered.

I shook my head, dusting my hands off on my skirt. “It’s my job, Miles. Let me take care of it.”

Miles pouted, grabbing my upper arm. Flora tugged at his shirt. “Miles, I want to go play chess in the living room!”

Mrs. Grose and the driver were in the process of dropping the suitcases in the doorway. Mrs. Grose peered at us. “Miles. Let the girl do her job.”

Miles sent a piercing glare her way, but it was gone as soon as it was present. He dully shrugged. “Okay, Mrs. Grose. Let’s go, Flora!”

Alike to what she had done with me, Flora grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. They were both laughing, and Flora offered for a piggyback ride. I watched as he lifted her up and Flora was cheering ecstatically. They disappeared from view, and that was my cue to go inside as well.

I went to the kitchen and swiftly placed a platter of crackers, meats, and cheeses on a tray. I held it with one hand as I exited and went to the living slash all-purpose room. I walked in on Flora and Miles playing chess, just as they said they’d do. The game just started, but I could already tell Miles was going to win.

He was trying too hard against the little girl. But I knew how strong-willing and prideful Miles was because of his spoiled and pompous upbringing. I set the tray down, finally drawing both of their attention to me.

Flora gasped and thanked me, pawing at the various snacks. Miles grinned at me and patted the spot on the couch next to him. He was hunched over the coffee table while Flora was adjacent to him, sitting on the floor. I obeyed, plopping down and flattening my skirt out.

As Flora munched down on a cracker sandwich, Miles moved his bishop. He sat back, leaving Flora to think hard. He grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers.

“I know you probably think it’s really stuffy to be stuck here at home, but school is so shitty!” he exclaimed, which peaked Flora’s interest.

“Shitty? What does shitty mean?” she innocently asked.

“It’s another word for poo —"

I stole my hand back only to slap his shoulder. “Miles! Watch your language,” I scolded. “Especially around Flora. When will you learn?”

“Awe, come on, it’s just words, Y/n,” Miles chortled coyly. He grabbed my hand once more. Although I was somewhat fuming from his irresponsible behavior, I allowed him to do so.

I knew I wouldn’t get through to him, so I sighed and leaned toward Flora, who was whispering and repeating the word to herself. “Flora, dearest? Don’t listen to your dumb brother. That’s a bad word to use.”

Flora frowned in confusion. “Oh. Okay.” And with that, she moved a pawn forward, not knowing that it opened up the king to Miles bishop.

Miles was about to reach out and solidify his win, but I leaned into his ear. “Come on, Miles. Give the girl a win, will you?”

He pursed his lips in mock thought. He sent me a small smirk. “How about… no. It’s a learning experience!”

“You say that every time!”

He moved the piece, exclaiming, "Checkmate!”

Flora threw up her tiny fists in frustration. “Oh… shitty! You always beat me. I hate this game. Can we play something else?”

Miles laughed, but I sent him an ‘I told you so’ look. He ignored me, though, letting me go and rising to his feet. “Sure, Flora. We can play again some other time. I just know you’ll beat me next time.”

I smiled at the heartwarming scene, sinking back into the couch. Flora huffed and glared at her brother, crossing her arms. “Well… I know it too!” she eventually agreed. “Can we play hide and seek instead? I want Y/n to be the seeker.”

Miles nodded in agreement, pulling Flora to her feet. He sent me a mischievous glance. “That’s a great idea, sis. Y/n, you should count to fifty —"

“Um, Miles, wait,” I interrupted, standing and grabbing his arm. “Can I talk to you alone for a second?”

Flora stomped her foot. “But I want to play!”

Miles slowly nodded. “Uh, yeah, Y/n, of course! Flora, why don’t you get a head start and look for a hiding spot? We won’t take too long.”

Flora begrudgingly ran off, leaving me and Miles to our lonesome. He turned to face me, blues eyes boring into me expectantly. I tried to find my words, knowing better than to set off his temper by wording my question wrong.

“So… Miles, what happened? Why are you home so soon?” I asked carefully.

Miles tensed and could no longer meet my gaze. “It’s… nothing. Don’t worry about it, Y/n.”

I shook my head in disappointment. “I’ll find out sooner or later. I’d rather you tell me upfront, Miles.”

He frowned, clenching his fists and taking a step back. “I told you, it’s not important, okay? Just be glad I’m already home. I’ve missed you, Y/n.”

I strained a smile, knowing that his fuse would burst if I prodded further. I let it go, deciding to drop the object. I covered my eyes with both hands. “One, two, three…”

“Fuck, that’s unfair!” the boy shouted as he ran out of the room.

I would’ve laughed, but I was more concerned about how reluctant he was to answer. I listened intently to which direction he went, because I knew that anywhere he went, Flora was sure to follow. As I counted, I couldn’t help but be consumed by my concern for Miles.

Ever since his parents’ death, he was different. It was understandable, and I understood him completely. However, even I got over my mother’s death after a while. I moved on. But Miles… it was like he allowed that grief to consume him. He was so much darker than the boy he once was. I knew from the many horror stories he brought home with him; that he was violent and short-tempered with his classmates, and because of that, he was a total recluse.

“Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty! Ready or not, here I come!” I shouted loudly, although I knew quite well it would only echo in one-tenth of the house. I removed my hands from my face and headed out into the hallway. Slowly but surely, I examined the rooms. Upstairs, then downstairs, and then I realized; I was only left with the vast chasms of the basement.

Oh, how I hated the basement. It was mores for personal reasons, but I hated it nonetheless. I couldn’t blame them for choosing that area, though. It was always dark and it was filled with junk and there were so many dark corners.

I hovered at the top of the stairs. It wound deeper and deeper, and I began my descent. When I made it to the bottom, I had to shake my flashlight to turn it on. There wasn’t even an ounce of sunlight down below. The basement was wet and cold and stoney. I shuddered in disgust, using the flashlight to scan over the large room.

To my left was piles of old junk. To my right, nothing but a mossy wall that led deeper into the basement. I gulped down my anxiety to the best of my ability, deciding to scan over the junk piles. I took a few steps deeper. The flashlight grazed over a pile of clothes, and I was about to skim past it, but I suddenly saw something fleshy squirm under the light.

I hummed in amusement, pacing toward the pile. “I know you’re somewhere close, Flora-a-a. I wonder where you are…” I was standing right in front of the dusty clothes pile. “Maybe you’re right…” I prepared to grab her hand and tug her out in attempt to scare her. “Here!”

Flora screamed as I pulled her out. However, her screams quickly morphed into roaring laughter, and she dove in for a hug. I laughed as well as I fretted over picking off dust from her hair.

“Have you caught Miles yet?”

“Nope. But you, dearest, need to go clean up. You should know better than to get all dirty like this. There could be rats in there, for all you know!”

Flora giggled, pulling away. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I just really wanted to have a good hiding spot! Can I be the seeker when I’m done taking a bath?”

I patted her head. “Of course, Flora. Now go get clean. And next time, don’t go getting all dusty, okay?”

Flora detached from my torso and ran past me. I watched as she disappeared up the steps, and I was once again left to my lonesome. Right away, my anxiety returned. The basement was deafly quiet. It was dank and dark and Miles could be anywhere. Especially if he was using the same tactic as his sister. I could only hope he had more common sense than that.

I went down the hallway and entered the next room. There were three doors, but I could only reach the one to the right. This was due to the junk piling so high that the other doors were blocked. I could assume Miles could’ve only gone one way, and I quickly checked over the pile. Luckily, the boy was nowhere to be found.

I licked my lips. My entire body was shaking. As terrifying as the silence was, I knew it would be worse if there was even the faint dripping of water. Or, hell, when Miles inevitably tried to scare me and succeeded. Over the years, that’s what he always tried to do when he chose the basement as his hiding spot.

The room I entered was larger and emptier, much to my glee. I thoughtfully glazed the flashlight over one of the few towering piles. There seemed to be nothing in the room, so I was about to move on, but something caught my eye.

There was a blacked out window with only a spot of sunlight peaking through. However, hanging from a loose nail, was a large flannel shirt. I reluctantly went over and picked it up, a firm frown stretching onto my face. With shaky hands, I lifted the shirt slightly.

It had been at least a year since Peter Quint’s shirt was shoved down here. And yet, it still smelled of him. And there’s nothing I hated than knowing that I could still recognize his smell, even after all this time. Before I could let myself get lost in thought, though, I dropped the shirt to the ground and kicked it away.

I was about to turn, but I suddenly screamed as two arms encircled my waist and lifted me in the air. I hit and kicked whoever had grabbed me. It took a moment to realize it could only be Miles, especially now that he bursted into roaring laughter and dropped me back on my feet. My heart was still racing with adrenaline, though, and I turned to him, punching his chest.

“Jesus, Miles, when will you grow out of such childish jokes?” I reprimanded angrily.

Miles raised his hands in mock defeat. “I’ll grow out of it when it stops being so funny. Shouldn’t you know better than to turn your back by now?”

I scowled, my anger dissipating. “Well, I’d appreciate it if you spared me some empathy,” I muttered. “I’m leaving now. I have to check on Flora.”

I went to move around him, however, his arm shot out, preventing me from doing so. He didn’t seem quite as smug, but he maintained a smirk. “Wait, wait. I’m sorry, okay? I’ll start going easier on you.” Before I could accept his apology, he grabbed my face and tilted my head, planting a kiss on my cheek.

Similar to his sister, he ran off before I could reply. I watched him leave, but I hated being in the basement, so I was quick to follow.

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I was entering a circus tent, of which was large and rambunctious and flooded with people. However, instead of a set performance, it seemed that one was able to walk around the center and observe the many sights. I stood in the entrance as people shoved past me. Each was as faceless as the last, so my attention was drawn to the center. Strobe lights circled the displays. There were jesters on the high-hanging tightrope, a car with clowns overflowing from the windows, and an elephant tied up to a very thin metal post.

The crowds went into the stands, and I felt pressured to do the same. I walked forward, but suddenly, an arm shot out. Miles in full clown make-up and attire, only recognizable by his goofy hair, was grinning at me. He offered me a flower, of which I was obliged to take. As I took it, though, water suddenly spurted from the flower, striking me in the face. I shut my eyes and wiped it off with my sleeve.

When I opened my eyes, Miles was gone. I planned on entering the stands. However, Flora, in a elephant onesie, seemingly emerged from nowhere and dashed past me while giggling like a madman. I reached out to her and swerved to catch her, but similar to Miles, she had disappeared into thin air.

The crowd suddenly started roaring in laughter. Confused as to what captivated them so, I turned back. However, the scan had completely changed. One large strobe light was focused on the center. A large, empty cage fit for a lion was in the center, and standing beside with a whip, his back to the crowd, was the lion tamer. He adorned the stereotypical red and black suit.

What was so funny?

I blinked. But that was enough to change the world around me.

When my eyes fluttered open, I was in the center. However, my vision was blocked by iron bars. Terrified, I realized that I was the lion trapped in the cage. And the audience was laughing at me. I gripped at the bars, shaking them and screaming for help. However, the howls of laughter were deafening.

I shrunk back, but the front suddenly dropped open. In terror, I scrambled over to the entrance and emerged. I was panting in fright. I hit my head on the way out, having to duck on the way out. I planned to make a run for it, but I was paralyzed in fear.

The lion tamer turned to me. But instead of another faceless person, it was the one person I never wanted to see again. The lion tamer’s body morphed from a slim, twig-like proportion to that of a somewhat overweight, hairy man with a beer belly. A neck beard was prominent and he grinned at me.

Peter Quint. The man I despised most. Back to haunt me, even in my dreams.

He suddenly snapped the whip menacingly, chortling like he used to do in that deep voice of his. I regained control of my body and made a run for it. I head the snapping of the whip as I ran further and further. However, as I kept heading toward the exit from whence I entered, I realized I wasn’t gaining at all.

Instead, I looked at my feet. They were frozen in place. I wasn’t in control in the slightest.

Suddenly, I let out a shriek of pain, a searing slap sounding against my back. I fell on my knees, ands digging into the dirt. Another slash, and I completely collapsed onto the ground. I was completely exhausted. My mouth was open and I was screaming, but the audience was laughing like their lives depended on it.

My agony fell on deaf ears as I was suddenly whipped onto my back. Tears sprouted to my eyes as Quint loomed over me. He had such a friendly, warm expression. And yet his eyes screamed danger because I knew its what he embodied. He stepped over me, holding the whip high in the air.

He raised it, slowly. He was aiming for my head. I weakly covered my head, waiting for the slash. I closed my eyes.

“Y/n!”

But nothing came.

“Y/n, you’re alright now.”

I opened my eyes. But I realized there was no longer a circus. There was no longer Quint terrorizing me in unfamiliar garb. Instead, there was only the ornate ceiling of my room. And, quickly ducking into my peripherals, Miles. My vision was blurry. Not just from not having my glasses on, but from tears.

Warm hands gripped my cheeks. I was still terrified from what my mind had conjured, and I was struggling to recognize the real world. I instead focused on the sensations. Miles soft thumb's massaging my cheeks. The vague heat of the bedside lamp he must’ve turned on. The squeaking of my bedroom door which was wide open. The ruffling of my blankets as I limply sat up.

I grabbed Miles hands, pushing away. I wiped my tears, my eyes rather itchy. I must’ve looked so ugly with how much I’d cried in my sleep. My cheeks reddened in shame as I pulled my legs to my chest, hugging them. Miles placed his hands on my knees, scooting closer. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, concern etched into his features.

“Do you need to talk about it?” he inquired carefully, massaging my blanketed knee.

I slowly shook my head. “…It’s nothing.”

Miles frowned, scooting closer once more. “I heard you screaming from next door. It doesn’t sound like nothing.”

“Thanks, Miles, but I can take it from here,” I panicked, drawing my trembling hands to my chest.

Miles frown deepened. He didn’t reply, instead crawling onto the bed and sitting beside me to my right. Wordlessly, he pulled me into a side hug. I appreciated that he didn’t push for me to talk about it. I was too embarrassed to do so, anyways. I buried my head into his lightly clothed chest. Miles was wearing but a loose t-shirt that was thin with age.

I was oddly exhausted from my nightmare. It was like the running manifested itself into real life. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead.

“Let me stay here for the night,” Miles cooed, his finger under my chin as he tilted my head up to meet his earnest gaze.

My heart flooded and I gulped. “…Okay. Thanks, Miles.”

We lowered our bodies underneath the covers. I. Laid on my back, but that didn’t seem to satisfy Miles. He wrapped one arm around my torso and held me close, half of his chest pressing against mine. I would’ve complained about the restriction, but it was oddly comforting. I turned off the lamp beside me and darknesss enveloped the room.

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I'm back in my miles Fairchild supermency (idk if I spelled that wrong) Anyways can I request a miles Fairchild x reader smut whatever you want to do with it

˗ˏˋ 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ˎˊ˗ | starring miles fairchild

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*~smut!*~ [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:] oral (male receiving), hand play (male receiving), kinky thoughts (miles' pov)

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[Name]'s POV

While Miles and I have been together for a while now, we've yet to do anything super serious. We've gotten about as close to fucking as you can get without actually getting undressed, though. See, the thing is, I'm a little intimidated by the idea of sex. I haven't ever done it before, but Miles told me that he's done it a handful of times. (He's never specified what "a handful of times" translates to with a concrete number, but taking a look at him tells me everything I need to know, really.) And while I'm not exactly thrilled about it, I can't really say I'm surprised.

The thing is, I wouldn't know how to please him. Not just with the main course, so to speak, but also in the way of appetizers. Reading smut isn't what I'd call a reliable teaching method. That's more or less just something to read when you're horny. So, I guess that's why I'm here now. In Miles' bedroom sitting in front of him, seeing him lean against the wall (because his bed is literally just a goddamn mattress for some fuckin' reason) and tastefully unhook the front button of his jeans and pulling down his fly, like he does this everyday.

Lessons start now.

Miles' POV

I don't outwardly express it, but the way [Name] is staring at my dick like it's some sort of predator she has to conquer is rather amusing to me. My pride is telling me it's because my dick is huge, but I think more likely than not it's just because she's never actually seen one up close before. I'll probably die telling myself the first one, though.

While seeing her nervous, almost terrifed face is fucking hilarious, it's not really getting me riled up. So, while she's having her quiet nervous breakdown, I let my eyes flicker to the opening in her shirt and thinking about pressing my palm against her tits. Maybe giving them a nice, hard squeeze, getting her to cry out if I'm lucky. That does the trick and pretty soon I'm at full mast and ready to get started with teaching her.

Oh what a fun little lesson this will prove to be for me.

After some quick debate, I decide maybe hand shit is where I should start. Save the best for last. "[Name], give me your hand." I urge, not waiting for her to comply and just picking it up myself. I pull it closer to my lap and wrap her tiny fingers around my shaft.

Immediately, she grips it and I have to surpress the urge to scream. Not in pleasure, but in pain. This shit fucking hurts.

"Ow- Hey, hey- Loosen it, loosen it.. that's it.. good girl.." I sigh in relief when she complies but keeps her hand in a loose circle around me. "Okay, we're gonna try jerking me off, alright?" I tell her when the breath finally reenters my system. Could have sworn my life just flashed before my eyes from that experience.

"Oh, that's easy. I read about that, I can do it!" [Name] exclaims, almost excited to try out her knowledge from books. I'm immediately cautious. From that first moment, I'm kinda scared she's gonna break my dick off. Don't think that would be good. I kinda need that.

Turns out I was right to be cautious. One second everything's fine, the next, I've died, and my dick feels like I'm fucking a succulent vacuum. And not in a good way. "Ouch-! Fuck- [Name]-! When I said 'Jerk it off' I didn't mean jerk it off my body!" This is not going at all like how I envisioned it in my head. Like at all. This lesson is so unsexy my boner keeps leaving. I have to keep giving it a couple pip-paps just to keep it up. Which in turn is making [Name] feel bad, which is also making my boner go down. Ugh, this is a nightmare.

Finally I sigh and gently move her hand. "Okay, darling. That's not working. So, instead you're going to use your mouth." When she starts moving down, I stop her by touching her shoulder. "Now before you go down and inevitably bite my cock off, listen carefully. Don't use your teeth, make sure they're just barely grazing me. And wrap one hand around the base and hold it steady. Move it in the opposite direction of your mouth so that it meets in the middle, got it?" She nods and moves down again. I hold my breath and lean back against the wall, eyes closed, half expecting to feel a sharp pain as her teeth sink into my length. But that doesn't happen. Instead, my senses are being sweetly invaded by euphoria. Her tongue is wet and warm around my dick, and her teeth are barely even noticeable. Her hand is moving the perfect speed to contrast her mouth and it feels like heaven. A wet, warm heaven. "Oh- fuuuuck-"

The sounds coming from me are foreign to me. But she's pulling them out of me faster than I can stop them. Normally I'd be embarrassed, but right now I don't have enough time to register anything that isn't pleasure. "Fuck, fuck, don't you stop-"

And then suddenly, she's doing shit that I didn't tell her about. Her mouth pulls off my cock with a soft pop and her tongue laps around me, licking, grazing, making me twitch and buck my hips. When her tongue presses against my bright red tip, my eyes roll back in their sockets and a loud groan resonates around the room. Whatever books she's been fucking reading are definitely my favorites now. Don't know who wrote them or what they're called, but goddamn do I love those books. Then, all too soon, I'm coming and it's over. It has been about two minutes. Fuck, I feel so pissed with myself. Two minutes? Fucking seriously, Miles?

I watch her, my cheeks flaming red, while she takes her time lapping up my mess like a dog under the dinner table. "So," she asks casually, licking her fingers. "When's lesson two?"

[A Note From Zee]

I'm genuinely so sorry this took so damn long- I got caught up in other things, but I hope it was at least passable.

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reareaotaku · 2 months

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oh my god, prt 2 of School Girls????? You can't leave me liek that

OOH??? Of course! Man, wow

Part 1: School Girls | Pt 3: Made into a Woman

Summary: You've been staying out of Miles' way, to avoid anymore of his treatments, but it only makes him seek you out more Pairings: Bully! Yandere! Miles Fairchild x Fem!Reader TW: Bullying, Harassment Taglist: @tomhockstetter7-111 [Might make a part 3 that goes more into the NSFW part. If I do do a part 3, it will pretty much immediately go into NSFW territory]

You hated him. If there was a hell, he'll surely rot there when he finally croaks. Speaking of the devil, you could feel his glare from across the courtyard. When you looked up from your notebook, you could see him staring at you- Well, staring might not be the right word. He had a strange look on his face- One that was so disconnected from the real world.

You had figured he targeted you because you didn't have any friends, but he didn't either, because of his 'anger issues'.

You stood up from your spot and wiped your skirt. You looked back at him just to see if he was still watching you; He was. You turned away from him and headed inside. You couldn't stand his stare anymore, you needed to get away and you knew the perfect place; The roof.

The janitor had left an extra key in his storage room and you had found it when being locked in there by Miles for something stupid. You were mad at first, but when finding the key, you realized this was the best thing to happen, since he couldn't go there.

You rushed up the stairwell-the same one Miles had cornered you in that one time- and quickly unlocked the roof door. When it clicked open, you slammed it shut and locked it again before smirking to yourself. There was a small part of you that wished you could see his face when realizing he couldn't get to/find you.

You went to the side of the exit, leaning on the wall. If someone would enter the roof, you'd be able to see them before they see you. You moved your bookbag to your feet and grabbed a book '1989' by George Orwell.

You hated the book. The main character, Winston, reminded you of Miles in the way he acts- Though the book wasn't necessarily about how terrible Winston was but more about absolute Government control.

But that's unimportant. You were alone now and you could read the book for your English class. It was strangely peaceful; If you didn't have the book, you'd probably take a nap up here or something. It was nice... for the first time in a long time.

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Miles' nose scrunched up as he scoped the courtyard. His little attraction had disappeared half an hour ago and he wasn't able to find her and it was starting to piss him off. Then a thought occurred to him... What if she was on the roof?

He had overheard the headmaster and janitor talking about a missing key to the roof. The key the janitor kept in his closet- the same one Miles had locked her in. But, if she was on the roof, there was no way for him to get up there, because it was padlocked; Hence the need for key.

He could tell the headmaster, but that could lead to two things; The headmaster not believing him or Y/n getting suspended. The last thing he wanted was her to be kicked out of school for a week, hell he couldn't even stand 30 minutes of her being gone.

But he needed to get up there. He needed to let her know that she couldn't escape him. That he was always watching... always there. But as of now she probably thought she was safe and the thought made Miles' face scrunch up into a heavy glare.

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The sun was starting to fall and curfew was coming, so you knew you had to go back to your dorm. Thankfully you had finished the book, but just had a few more annotations to write. Though, you could just come back tomorrow and finish it.

You stand up and wipe your outfit, before pulling the key out of your pocket. You sigh, feeling relaxed, before turning the handle and slowly closing the door behind you. Though your happiness was short lived.

"I didn't know you were such a troublemaker, Y/n."

You could feel your stomach drop and your body froze when hearing the voice.

"What? Can't turn around and face me?"

You were hoping if you didn't move, maybe he'd go away? You held your breath, hoping it was dark enough that he couldn't see you.

"You have nothing to say?"

You turned your head slightly, "What is there to say?"

"Oh, so she does speak? I was worried for second."

You chuckle. "No, you weren't."

"What makes you think that?"

You turn around towards him. You could barely make out his face, but his eyes bored into yours. Dark and cold just like him. It's like he could see every secret that you hid. You could see his silhouette just fine and you were sure he could see yours.

"If you weren't such a bitch, you'd be a beautiful girl."

"If you weren't evil, you'd be an attractive man."

He frowned at your words, causing you to smirk. You could see the frustration on his face. He pulled your hair back behind your ear, before caressing your face. It was strange for him to be so gentle. You didn't like it.

You grabbed his wrist and pulled him off. "It's past curfew."

"Yeah... It is."

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Your bed felt hard under your body. It was like it had never been used. It was strange. You felt as if you didn't belong. Maybe it was because you didn't. Because you weren't in your bed- Hell you weren't even in your room. You were in his. Though why? You felt the bed dip and looked towards the man of the hour. Why were you here and what was going on?

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tobylovesspence · 1 year

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ok but miles Fairchild fucking his sisters babysitter 🤭

Ok but I love this idea 🤭 I really tried to do it justice

Miles Fairchild x babysitting!FEM!reader

Contents: smut, the use of the word princess towards the reader, lightly dominant Miles, overstimulation

Miles had a streak for running off babysitters in the area so well that no adult would take the job of babysitting Flora. You, however, needed the extra money and we're Miles age so you weren't very fearful of the kid, more confused how some preppy school boy had scared off several adult women. You had decided to take the job of babysitting Flora and tutoring her and so Ms.Grose let you stay in a guest room which you thought was sweet of her even though she seemed quite stoic.

After a couple weeks Miles had yet to show any "aggressive" or "destructive" tendencies those other babysitters of Flora had told you about when you took the job. He was actually quite sweet toward you. "Flora you wanna play hide and seek?" Miles had asked as you stepped into the room, "oooh yes. Y/n you should join!" Miles smiled at you, as if he was truly hoping you would. "Sure, that sounds like a fun way to spend the day!" Miles grinned, telling Flora he would be it. You had told Flora to hide well before running off toward your room, hiding in the spare room connected to your own, you assumed it was a sewing room.

After a few minutes you heard footsteps enter your room and you held your breath, smiling to yourself at your hiding skills. The door knob slowly turned and you held your breath. "Hello princess." Miles said as he stepped into the room, you crouched further into your hiding spot behind a mannequin. You watched his feet step across the floor when a loud sound hit the wall and you quickly looked toward the sound. You saw a tennis ball roll across the floor. Shit. "Hi sweetheart!~" you turned around quickly. "You win." You defeatedly stood up. "No actually Flora's still hiding." He had stepped closer and you had stepped back toward the table in the center of the room.

You suddenly felt hot and stiff from his gaze alone. You took a hesitant step back and he took a confident step forward before putting his hand under your thighs and lifting you onto the table. "Miles..." He smirked at your desperately quiet voice. "Yes hunny?" His voice was so sultry, it was quiet as he egged you on, he wanted you to beg, fall apart in his hands. "Miles please" he tsched at you, "Please what sweetheart? You know I can give you what you want if I don't know what it is." You moaned quietly as he massaged your thighs. "Please Miles I want-" your eyes started to water, shame, at the way you were begging for him, washing over you. "You want what Y/n?" "I want you!" It was quick, a little loud.

You had gotten impatient and clearly he had too as right after you had spoken he had grabbed you and carried you to your bed, dropping you on it. He locked your bedroom door and stood at the end of the bed right between your legs. Miles softly pushed your skirt up, pulling your panties slowly down your legs. "Oh god" he groaned at the trail of slick between your panties and your folds. "You look so pretty for me hunny, and soo wet" Miles experimented with how far he could go as he rubbed two fingers up and down your folds, collecting your wet arousal on his fingers. He slowly pushed them into your entrance as you, groaned loudly. He slowly began to speed of his pace and began to finger you, his fingers covering in your slick. "Good job princess, you're taking this so well." Your core began to feel warm, you knew what was coming but then Miles quit his actions and pulled his fingers out of your pussy with a pop. "Miles..." You whined, your ball of tension slowly relieving. "Calm down princess, you'll get what you want soon enough."

How true could that be, you got what you wanted several times. Somehow you had been here for almost half an hour with Miles thrusting into you, making your head spin and your legs shake. You didn't even know how many times you had cum anymore as Miles had your leg over his shoulder and his hand over your mouth "good job princess, you're doing so good for me" your eyes rolled back into your head as he spoke in his mumbled whimper and you came on his cock again. "Miles it's too much" you can handle it princess, you've got this." You were too cock drunk to do anything but whimper as your overstimulated hole clamped around his dick as he thrust up into you, his hips began to stutter as he began to get close to his release once again. He groaned quietly cumming in your pussy as you whimpered and came once more yourself.

You both laid on your bed, panting and trying to calm your beating hearts. "Y/n? " Oh shit. It was Flora at your door, she tried to turn the knob but it was locked. You whimpered quietly before stuttering out a response of yes Flora. "I can't find Miles. He flinched beside you. "I think he gave up looking and went out to the stables." You heard her sigh "ok I'll go look for him" you had replied ok Flora and Miles had gotten up to get dressed. "I hate you." He laughed, "I love you too hun." He kissed your lips softly. "Do you think I could lay with you tonight?" It was your turn to laugh. "After all of that? You'd better!"

#miles fairchild angst #miles fairchild smut #miles fairchild x reader #miles fairchild

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