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naomiarai · 7 months

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Conscious – cbg.

Synopsis : Your best friend's idea for trying to help you stay awake for your finals might be a bit twisted right?

Pairing : beomgyu × afab!reader [non idol au]

Wc : 1.6k

Warnings : dom! gyu, sub!reader, praise, pet names (princess, angel, pretty girl), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie.

Disclaimer : the lovely anon who sent an drabble on this. it got deleted, but I decided to write a fic on it. [I wrote this in one sitting while I was drunk so..]

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Finals week was up tight for you. You swore you'd fail if you don't stay up all night studying. Hell that's not seeming to work

Luckily, you had someone to pent up with your version of opposite-insomnia. Beomgyu is annoying, but you still want him around. He's probably the only one keeping you sane when you keep falling asleep instead of racing your eyes on words.

You've managed the ones you couldn't avoid and here you are with the last one. Beomgyu seems careless today. He's sprawled up over your living room couch, his legs crossing over yours. Laptop situated on your lap, your eyes kept closing, only something that touched you lightly jolted you awake.

You scream out in frustration, muttering numerous curse words to yourself. Beomgyu jolts up, wide-eyed. A frown forming on his face.

“Your opera made me lose my game!” he says with an annoying tone. “Gyu, that's the least of my worries right now, I keep fucking falling asleep.” you reply back, clenching your teeth. “Don't disrespect your elders now” he says with a grin on his face. Beomgyu was a year older than you, but that doesn't give him a pass to act so entitled to his age when you act up.

“Nothing's working. I stopped taking melatonin, and all tube lights are turned on” you admit in a low voice. “ I don't get how you fall asleep that easy now. You had insomnia level 100 when you were little” he says in a wondering tone. You groan at him, wishing it were the complete opposite now.

"You know, I heard endorphins can keep you awake” he blurts out randomly. You turn your head towards him, with a small frown on your face. "Endorphins?” you ask. “Yeah, they keep some people awake”. Why did he sound so suspicious? “They're found in chocolate, laughing, listening to music...sex..”

You choked on air as you heard his last word. Sex? Now that's a fact. You haven't had sex in quite some time now...

Beomgyu looks at your bewildered face and scoffs. “What? It's true” he says. He thinks for a split second before he asks “Speaking of sex, when was your last time?” How did he sound so casual? "W-..why are you even asking?, i had two boyfriends in the past soo..” you randomly cut of, going into thought.

“Right, the first guy, who was it? Ah- Jaehoon! An asshole if you ask me” he sounded annoyed saying it even though it didn't look like it. You could tell. But why? “second..was Sunghyun? I didn't like him either” he says as he puts his fingers underneath his chin.

“Why the fuck are you going over my history of boyfriends? ” you ask. Also, he sounded weird talking about Sunghyun as well. He replies after a pause, “Which one actually made you cum?” you froze at his words. Does he actually know what he's saying? “Beomgyu!” you scream, “Why would you even ask?!”

“Oh, so none of them did?” he asks curiously. “Nevermind, ________ just tell me”. You think on his words, the only thing you never told Beomgyu was about your sex life. It's not like he asked anyway. "I-..I've had sex like twice...?” you mumble. He looked puzzled, “Don't tell you've only that two times of sex in only one relationship that lasted like, two and half years..? He got his answer, just because you didn't say anything.

He scoffs out laughing, “Did you cum at least?” he asks with a sigh. You pause for sometime.. was it really that embarrassing? “N-no”. You get back to your senses, getting angrier by the second. “But what does that have to do with me falling asleep?” you retort. “Absolutely nothing!”.

He has that shit-eating grin on his face. God, you just want to wipe it off with a kiss. Wait. What were you thinking? No.

“I'm just saying you know, it works like this, you overwork and start falling asleep too easy then I tell you that sex produces endorphins and they help you stay awake, anddd, he adds, dragging the d sound, you haven't had proper sex”

You roll your eyes at his explanation like it didn't mean anything. It doesn't. ”You're acting like I could go get dick just because I keep falling asleep” you reply back. “It's not like I have a boyfriend now, Gyu” you add on.

“But I'm right here”. He says ever so slowly. You're taken aback, frozen still in your place. “What the fuck are you even saying?” you say, almost whispering. His face and tone remain nonchalant, contradictory to yours. “You say you have no boyfriends, right?, and I'm probably the only guy you talk to”

Should you say yes? It's once and he'll probably never ask again. And he's kind of cute. You'd date him. But you would never tell him this. No, but you did get braver at the moment.

“Is this your excuse at asking if you could fuck me?” you ask calming yourself down with a laugh laced in your voice. He seems to take your presence in for a moment. “Did it work?” he asks with a sly smirk.

“If you want it to” you say quickly before you could do anymore pausing. His grin grows bigger; he slides the laptop off your lap and places it on the transparent coffee table with a soft thud. Connecting his lips with yours, you moan into the kiss at the sudden feeling. His arms wrap around your waist as you sit straight up. “Strawberry?” he asks tasting your chapstick. You simply nod, cupping his cheeks to resume the kiss. “Woah, looks who's actually eager here” he laughs.

He picks you up without breaking the kiss, having your legs on his both his sides. You break the kiss saying, “Not on the bed, I don't have new sheets ready” He chuckles at your prediction. “Who said it had to be on the bed?” He sits back down, with you still straddling his lap. His hands slip underneath your shirt, cold hands caressing your warm body. “I didn't expect you to agree so easily” he asks continuing to kiss your neck. “W-...well you did something about those endorphins...” you whisper. He laughs at you, quite obvious he hadn't bought it.

You sit up straight on his lap for a second, thinking. “But won't we make a mess on the couch?” you ask expendentaly. “If you let me go inside..?” he asks with a smirk. You slap his chest multiple times, his idea has some structural value to not making a mess but won't it.... leak out? God, no you should never think dirty. At least you won't have to change the bed sheets.

He claims your lips again in passionate kiss, hands going down to remove your sweatpants. Your left in a crop top and panties. What a sight. He breaks the kiss to lay you down on the couch. “I'll make you cum, astonishing you never have after you had sex twice” he says dramatically. You roll your eyes at him, to which he scoffed at in a high pitched voice. “Just wait, I'll make you roll your eyes for a valid reason” he says before undoing his belt and discarding his jeans and boxers.

You tried to look away. He had a pretty dick. But will it even fit? “Don't look away at the man who's going to fuck you now” he says playfully, hovering above you. You stare at him for a couple seconds, taking in his features. He moves your panties to the side, taking a look at your glistening pussy. “Need to prep you, angel” he says. Taking his fingers closer, he slips in a finger, extremely tight unsurprisingly. “You groan at the sudden feeling, he adds another finger stretching your walls out, you feel pleasure slowly forming from the slight pain. He continue s to stretch you out, with you letting out loud moans form time to time. He retrieves his fingers back just when you're legs shook. You look at him confused.

“I'm only having you cum on my cock” he says before slipping his hands underneath your shirt and removing your bra. He starts to play with your hardened nipples with slick covered fingers, to which you would scold him for, but it felt too good.

He pulls his hands back, spreading your legs open and removing your panties whole. “Ready princess?” he asks softly to which you nod slowly. He enters you with ease,, still going slowly. You feel so so full. He groans out loud, he mutters a 'so tight' before slowly thrusting in and out. “Mmnh–ngh fuck–” you moan out, the pads of his fingers rubbing your clit, making your roll your eyes back. His pace gets faster, so as his grunts and your moans. “Shit–pretty–you feel s-so good” he grunts. The sound of skin slapping against skin takes over your senses, raw pleasure filling you. “Don't stop! nngh– so s-so good!”

The wet and lewd sounds of his dick going in and out get louder, as he slowed down, dick starting to twitch slightly inside of you. You felt a firework inside your stomach, like a coil so desperate to burst. You think you're about to cum. “G-gyu, think I'm gonna cum fuck—!” you moan. “Yeah? cum for me princess, g-good girl aren't you? cream all over my cock-!” You feel his cockhead slowly hitbyour cervix with each slow thrust as you feel the coil in your stomach collapse, coming all over his cock.

He came after you, filling you up, and it leaked out onto the couch. “That was great” he blurts out tired. You slowly recover form your orgasm, getting back to your senses. “Is this going to be a one time thing or—” You're cut off with a kiss, him saying “Absolutely not. I'm keeping you angel” you simply smile at him.

“But gyu didn't you tell sex kind of helps you stay awake, I really don't think that's for me..?” He takes in your words, “It is for some people...” he says before his eyes light up with a grin plastered on hif face. “So round two?”

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ratskinsuit · 3 months

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can I request a adhd!reader x any character (pls not Valentino or vox..) any gender

Hazbin Hotel Characters With An ADHD!Reader Headcannons

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A/N: Since I don’t get much info (I’m so sorry) I just decided to do heacanons. Now I don’t do mental disorder specific readers because I don’t wanna mess things up, but I personally have ADHD so I can do this. Although these may be self projecting a bit with my experience so I’m so sorry if it’s not okay.

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Charlie: Also has ADHD (Its just my personal headcanon, it may not be your personal one and that’s okay)

You two honestly can’t be together when you have something to do

Like you won’t get anything down when your together

Because the two of you just feed off each others energy and get distracted the entire time

Vaggie has to physically separate you two so you can focus

Forgetfulness

You could misplace you phone and ask her “Hey Charlie can you call my phone, I dunno where it is.”

And she will just be like “I don’t know where mine is either.” 😭

You two honestly share one single brain cell and switch it every other day (as an ADHD person I can confirm we do this with friends)

Vaggie: Keeps you focused

Okay so If you get distracted a lot she will be there yo try ti get you to focas

Mrs girl has fidgets and things to help you stay on tasks if they gel, if they don’t however,

Well she will try her best

Literally like the mother to you and Charlie so you two don’t do something stupid and he introuble

Melatonin is her best friend

If she can’t calm you down and it’s important, melatonin (unless you take medication)

She makes sure to keep track of all your stuff just incase you forget where you placed it

“Hey Vaggie, do you know where my-“

*Holds out your phone* it was on the kitchen counter

If you take medication (bcs for some people it lowers you appetite) she will remind you to eat.

Alastor: Doesn’t really understand; teases you

When you first tell him you have ADHD his old ass is just like

“Erm, my dear what’s that?”

Thinks you might be crazy till you explain

He honestly finds your energy and do-before-think attitude amusing

Does get pissed when he’s talking to you and you get distracted or forget what he was saying though

Finds it hilarious when Vaggie tries to get you to focus on things

Will finds diff ways to distract you, making it harder for Vaggie

Just enjoys the chaos of your energy

If you take medication for it he may or may not hide occasionally it just to see the chaos unfold (Before you come at me: he . Is . In . Hell . For . A . Reason)

Unless HE needs you to focas

Then you better be focused

Angel Dust: Loves hanging out with you

You two are probubly best friends fr

LOVES your energy because he finds it so fun

You two just go hang out and wander the streets, laughing and giggling together

He’s fine with the distracting and forgetfulness part, he knows it happens

Makes sure you eat. Eat or he will make you.

Honestly he’s just really understanding and knows that it’s hard for you to be able to control it

(Plz send best friend requests for him I did headcanons and I love writing best friend Angel)

While he does understand and love your energetic-ness, he also makes sure that you don’t act ok impulse TOO much

Like, stops you from making rash decisions that could hurt you in the future

Late night sleepovers

You two on the couch packing yourselves full of sugar and watching movies

Husk: Dies on the inside, also designated babysitter (Jkjk. Also I do realize that people with ADHD arnt children or stupid, this is just a reference to the energy)

Giving depressed dad energy

Like he’s just sitting at the bar cleaning up and your just talking at 50 miles per hour

He does however listen to the random things you say, he’s used to listening

Sometimes if you a bit chiller he will be able to follow along better and will input into the convo

Let’s you ramble and doesn’t mind the little quirks you have like interrupting him

He’s delt with worse

He has a alot of different stories, so if you have a lot of energy expect to be dropped off at the bar

His stories are exciting and can surprisingly keep most people’s attention for a while

He knows what it is but not the knowledgeable on it

But understands the basics on what it does and blah blah blah

Generally doesn’t mind the energy or the getting distracted, or the forgetfulness

Once again he’s delt with worse

Velvette: Somewhat gets it, gets pissy sometimes though

So she gets some of the “quirks”, like having a lot of energy, fidgeting, forgetfulness and getting distracted

If your her friend/partner she’s fine with it

She can deal with high energy and talking, she also talks very fast so she can keep up and keep a conversation

Finds different ways to keep you entertained so she can work if she can’t be in the moment

During parties she finds it hilarious

Doesn’t do the best with impulse control, she likes seeing what will happen and where it will go

Doesn’t mind the distractions unless she’s talking to you, then expects you to listen

However if you are one of her models or workers

She takes no excuses

You better pay attention and pay attention well

We all know she’s very demanding of her employees so you better hope she doesn’t notice you

Becwuse if she’s talking to you and get distracted or arnt paying attention…

My guy your fucked

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A/N: So this person asked for anybody but Vox or Valentino. But if anybody wants or if this does well I’ll make a pt 2 with them and more characters.

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bomber-grl · 8 months

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Hiro Hamada dating hc ❤︎₊ ⊹

~ Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!reader (no pronouns used)

Hiro is most definitely full of nerves and awkwardness when the relationship first starts

I mean you can’t rlly blame him considering it’s super awkward when you start dating your friend 🫠🫠

He obvs eases up eventually and it becomes more casual between the two of you .

He pretty much stays the same but the way he tries to sneakily hold your hand doesn’t go unnoticed

He’s still the stupid and cringe prick he always was

Except 100x worse

You thought it couldn’t get worse than this? Well you were wrong 🦍

He’s alwayyyysssss bothering you

Sure he loves you and everything but bro

You can only handle so much

Bro is obsessed with so many things and is in a bunch of fandoms

So best believe you’re gonna have to sit and listen to him talk about the lore about random ass shit you’ve never heard about

How lovely ☺️

He seems to be on crack all the freaking time

Freaking demon child

You’ll especially love when you get comfortable enough to cuddle and he decides to trap you under the blanket with his farts while he runs away

And they say romance is dead 😍

And then he goes and acts like he’s an angel in front of cass

☺️ beautiful

Just smile for the time being, dw you can imagine the torture you’ll put him through to get you through the week

Also, you can’t not tell me this boy is a gamer or anime watcher

He’ll definitely watch shonen anime’s like Naruto or bleach but secretly watch them romance animes

Hell probably watch kdramas too, initially because cass would and it kinda stuck with hiro

Now going back

Hiro is super clingy

He tries denying it but he’s Fr super fucking clingy

It’s not a bad thing iggggg

He’s super cuddly and affectionate but not like in a super lovey way but more like a cat just doing whatever

Likes having his hair played with too

Will throw a whole ass tantrum if you don’t

Not rlly but still)

It’s pretty fun hanging around him especially when you’re not with him

When you’re not together you use social media to interact

Over TikTok, discord and just regular ol messages

Usually over TikTok since you guys be having TikTok wars

Whenever you open the app hiro always sends you 99+ TikTok’s and you do the same just to be an ass

He also uses those wack ass TikTok emojis 😭

Imagine going home after a long day at school and just seeing-

“Fnafl0v3r_66 tagged you “hehe [cute]”

If you don’t know that emoji go ahead and search it on TikTok)

Following that message is a video of sukuna x Cinderella w bakugo as their son

Like wtf

And then there’s the other end of the spectrum with hiro tagging you in those cute couple TikTok’s like bro pick a sideeeee

Ugly ass

Calling him that as if you guys don’t cuddle all the time

Well yea he’s pretty cool to have as a boyfriend when he’s not being a pain in the ass 😍

Extra - I just think of that one audio “I love you mr beast, I’ll love you forever and ever”

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Best believe he says that on repeat

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dragon-spaghetti · 3 months

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I gotta ask about Violet a bit. How would you explain her relationships with the rest of the Hazbin crew? Are any on the "auntie and uncle" ranks?

Does she stay at the hotel or does she live off the property?

How would her first encounter with Lucifer go, in your opinion?

NIYA WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH ILY FOR ASKING ABOUT THE GIRL!!

For anyone not in the know; Violet is my husk fandaughter from when he was alive, she's somewhere between 7-12 (haven't decided yet) and currently resides in heaven

For the sake of this we're gonna pretend there's some explanation for her meeting everyone in hell; she loves most of the people there!!! She gets along really well w Angel which husk is super thankful for ;v; she thinks he's v funny even if she doesn't always understand his jokes (though he does his best to tone them tf down)

She and Charlie get along like a house on fire; two positive gals running around just tryna make everyone as happy as possible, it is chaos putting them in a room together 😭 she's kinda nervous around vaggie at first honestly, but after a few conversations together she's much more at ease ;v; they both have auntie status

She thinks it's fun to try and keep up with Niffty as she runs around the hotel, but put em both together when they're hyper and something will probs end up on fire 💀 husk tries to keep her away from alastor however he can, but he doesn't mistreat her at all when they do interact. She thinks he's a bit weird, but funny

UP IN HEAVEN IVE DECIDED SHE DOES MEET PENTIOUS AND HE LOVES HER. He's uncle Pen, even before he figures out she's his friend's daughter. Finding that out just makes him even more determined to look after her until husk can join them, telling her stories of her father and how good of a friend he was

As previously mentioned, she is up in heaven!! Being taken care of by other family members as neither of her parents are up there with her :,) first thought was husk's grandmother, who I have just now decided loved magic tricks and is where he got the love for them from

Lucifer makes her so many rubber ducks. And she fucking loves them. She thinks he's hilarious if a bit dorky. Absolutely 0 concept that this is the king of hell, he's just a silly goofy guy. First interaction is him asking who's lost child is this, looking between her and husk, and going 'oh!' while she stands there like ;v;

#drag replies #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel violet #I HAVE MORE THOUGHTS ABOUT HER THAN I THOUGHT I DIDDDDDDDD #I LOVE HER SO SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE TO YELL AHAHA #huskerdust fambly

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adhdmeds · 6 months

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How It Started W/ CSM Characters #2 [Gender Neutral Character]

Hey! Thanks for waiting for this next post, finals have been killing me :'). Don't forget that you can request scenarios. I hope you enjoy it! Denji

Denji has been a lonely dude since losing everyone he cared for working for Public Safety.

He shuffles along with his depressing school life not expecting anything to come out. During his lunchtime, he eats alone and scrounges around hoping to find anything valuable to sell

If you were to ask Denji what he does at school, he wouldn’t be able to remember in the slightest

Today is a normal, boring day of school with Denji making 500 Yen from letting girls sit on him

During his lunch break you walk up to him as he finishes his lunch

He assumes you want to use him as a seat so it surprises him when you sit beside him.

When the two of you start talking, he immediately starts to feel things for you since no one has paid him this much attention Before the conversation ends, Denji decides to make the move by asking you out on a date (Bro moves a bit quickly)

You accept much to his surprise and plan to go to the movie theater to watch several movies

It’s the day of the date and you meet him outside of the movie theater

During the movies, you constantly talk to him about the movies that you’re watching because you love analyzing the movies you watch

Denji has no idea half of what you’re saying but he likes talking to you about the movies

Once the date is over, you two leave the theater and he drops you off at your apartment, mind rushing with more ideas of dates to go on

Aki

As someone who was more emotionally invested in avenging his family, he hardly had much time to consider finding a partner

He had Himeno as a great friend but since she’s out of the picture (dead as hell), he’s pretty much emotionally alone

He had been anxious to meet the new members of Division 4 mainly due to his trauma

You were probably one of the most promising of the newbies, being the one who was easiest to train

After Division 4 defeats the Katana man and Akane Sawatari, you guys go out to celebrate the victory

This is where you and him begin to hit it off as friends.

Of course, he’s a bit distant but after a few patrols with the guy he becomes a bit friendlier

You quit devil hunting to get a job that’s less dangerous but still stay in touch with Aki

After the international Devil Hunter arc you go to check up on Aki to make sure that he’s doing alright

After that point, you practically move into his apartment to give him a helping hand :) with everything like cooking and cleaning

This is when Aki starts to truly understand how he feels about you and asks you out

He asks you to go everywhere with him as you are his home away from home

When Aki tells Kishibe about quitting being a devil hunter, he thinks of Denji and Power, but most importantly, he thinks about a future with you.

Today is a relaxing day where you decide to sleep in.

Aki takes this as an opportunity to meet up with Angel and go to meet Makima at the beach on a nice sunny day

#chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man denji #csm #denji #aki hayakawa #denji hayakawa #csm x reader #csm x you #csm x y/n #csm denji #csm aki #fanfic #gender neutral reader #denji x reader #aki x reader

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scoobydoodean · 3 months

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Hi! I just wanted to start off by saying that your analyses on the characters are awesome and they really helped further my understanding of the show, so keep up the good work! :D

I was wondering, if you don't mind answering, what did you think of about Dean giving permission for Gadreel/Ezekiel to possess Sam in season 9?

I'm still a bit on the fence about how to feel about it and I thought your particular brand of wisdom might be able to help me out.

Dean had just a few pieces of information at the hospital in 9.01.

Dean knew that Sam had every intention of surviving The Trials in 8.14 and in fact Sam promised he would survive them and show Dean to the light at the end of the tunnel, because Dean was suicidal: "I'm closing the gates. It's a suicide mission for you. [...] I want to slam hell shut, too, okay? But I want to survive it. I want to live, and so should you. You have friends up here, family. I mean, hell, you even got your own room now. You were right, okay? I see light at the end of this tunnel. And I'm sorry you don't – I am. But it's there. And if you come with me, I can take you to it."

Dean observed that Sam became suicidal over the course of The Trials and that this culminated in Sam forsaking his promise and his desire to live and falling into a tailspin where he wanted to die to make himself "pure". Disturbing dialogue from 8.21: "Knights of the Round Table. Had all of King Arthur's knights, and they were all on the quest for the Holy Grail. And I remember looking at this picture of Sir Galahad, and, and, and he was kneeling, and— and light streaming over his face, and— I remember... thinking, uh, I could never go on a quest like that. Because I'm not clean. I mean, I w— I was just a little kid. You think... maybe I knew? I mean, deep down, that— I had... demon blood in me, and about the evil of it, and that I'm— wasn't pure? [...] It doesn't matter anymore. Because these trials... they're purifying me."

Dean pleaded with Sam not to kill himself in 8.23, and Sam agreed, asking, "How do I stop?"

These are the details Dean has prior to Sam falling into a coma. He believes that his brother wanted to commit suicide, but that he did change his mind and decide he wants to live.

Two other notable details:

First, Gadreel earns Dean's trust quickly by risking his ass to help Dean, and then on the phone (after being given the fake name "Ezekiel") Cas, relieved and pleased, vouches for Ezekiel. So Dean has no reason to suspect anything nefarious (and in fact, at this point, Gadreel doesn't have particularly nefarious intentions besides staying in hiding away from other angels).

Second, Dean is not the one who pleads with Sam to live in the dream sequence, getting him to say "Yes". It can't be Dean, because 1) "Dean's" face morphs into Gadreels which is clearly intended to indicate to us that this wasn't Dean speaking 2) If Gadreel was somehow projecting the real Dean into the conversation to give that speech, then Gadreel wouldn't be the one receiving the consent. It would truly be Dean receiving it and not just Gadreel pretending. Those words HAVE to come from Gadreel's mouth for the possession to work—not Dean's. We've seen angels morph into loved ones and mimic their voices perfectly several times.

With all that in mind:

After Gadreel pitches his plan to possess Sam, Dean immediately says it isn't his call to make—it's Sam's. It's after Gadreel shows him Sam falling back into the same suicidality from 8.23—wanting to die so that "no one else can get hurt because of me"—that Dean wavers. Still—at the end of the day, whether Sam agrees to live or not was never Dean's choice, and this is something I often see people get mixed up about. Dean doesn't get to choose whether Sam dies or not. It is still Sam who chooses to live. Sam does this by saying "Yes" to Gadreel. This could not have happened if Sam hadn't changed his mind about living. He doesn't know he's going to be possessed, but he has once again beaten back his suicidality and chosen to live. Sam still had hope in a good future.

Sam chose to live. He did not know he was going to be possessed. That's the issue. However, Dean did not intend to keep Gadreel's possession from Sam after it happened. Dean and Gadreel have this conversation upon leaving the hospital:

DEAN So? How's it look in there? EZEKIEL IN SAM’S BODY Not good. There is much work to be done. DEAN Yeah, but he's gonna wake up, right? EZEKIEL IN SAM’S BODY He will. DEAN So, what he does – what, is he gonna feel you inside, triaging his spleen? EZEKIEL IN SAM’S BODY He will not feel me, no. There is no reason for Sam to know I'm in here at all. DEAN You're joking. No, this is – this is too big. EZEKIEL IN SAM’S BODY And what will he do if you do tell him he is possessed by an angel? DEAN Well, he'll have to understand.

This conversation suggests that Dean's initial thought process was "We perform supernatural life-saving surgery". He just wanted to get Sam to a point where he'd wake up and they could talk. Like any situation with a relative in a coma, that person in a coma can't consent to surgery. The next of kin is the one who gives consent, because their loved one can't. They can only consent to a procedure if awake to do so. So Dean doesn't stop Gadreel from performing life saving surgery, but his intial belief and intent is that they'll put all of this back in Sam's hands when he's awake.

Up to this point, I don't actually have a problem with what Dean's done based on his knowledge. It's here at the end of the episode, where Gadreel convinces Dean to depart from his intial intent and stall, that in my opinion, the "Dean doing something wrong" part starts:

EZEKIEL IN SAM’S BODY And if he does not? Without his acceptance, Sam can eject me at any time, especially with me so weak. And if Sam does eject me, he will die. DEAN Then we keep it a secret for now. Or until Sam's well enough that he doesn't need an angelic pacemaker or I find a way to tell him. I - I... As for him being in a hospital, I'll have to figure something out. EZEKIEL IN SAM’S BODY I can erase it all, if you like. He will not remember any of this.

Dean doesn't feel good about it, but he agrees to keep quiet, because he's scared Sam will yet again make a suicidal play. Dean is riddled with guilt in the following episodes over lying to Sam, and in 9.08, Dean tries to tell Sam he's possessed, but Gadreel takes over Sam's body and stops him. Dean comes clean again in 9.09, only for Gadreel to stop Sam from receiving the news again.

So. Dean's mistake is lying to Sam. He shouldn't have lied to him. Point blank. At the same time, had Dean pushed the issue, would Gadreel have been willing to be expelled? Would he ever have allowed Dean to tell Sam the truth, from the moment he was... installed? Or was Dean screwed from the beginning, and was the idea that he got to choose any of this—any bit of it—really just... an illusion to keep Dean compliant with the possession that was keeping Gadreel under the radar?

Think about it for a second. Why did Gadreel ask Dean's permission? He didn't ever need Dean's permission to do any of this. He didn't need Dean's permission to trick Sam. He didn't need Dean's permission to remove Sam's memory of the hospital. He didn't need Dean's permission to keep the fact that he was possessing Sam a secret. He could have done every bit of this without asking. The problem was, Dean probably would have caught onto the disappearing angel act, and Gadreel would have had to get violent, and for the first part of season 9, Gadreel doesn't want to get violent! He just wants a place to lay low, and sees an opportunity to prove he's a good angel who helps humans—not just the angel who let the serpent into the garden. Getting Dean's "consent" might ease his own conscience about nonconsensual possession or be a way to keep Dean compliant or both, but ultimately, these are more questions worth weighing imo, because Supernatural loves to toy with the illusion that Dean has power in situations where he doesn’t, and in this case, he doesn't... actually have any power at all... does he?

That said, when it comes right down to it, Dean still did something wrong by helping keep the secret—by not trying to tell Sam the truth immediately because he was scared. And well. Okay. So what?

This is a show with characters who have good intentions but still make mistakes. As Cas will say about this later, "You were stupid for the right reasons". We get some great insights into the pitfalls that lead Dean down this path, and it's interesting to watch that happen and then later, see a broken mirror as Sam endeavors to prove through season 10 what Dean is willing to do can't touch what Sam is ultimately willing to do to keep Dean around.

Here's the thing—I don't believe for a single second that Sam wouldn't do the exact same thing in 9.01 had their positions been reversed. Sam and Dean have a conversation along these lines at the end of 9.13 "The Purge":

DEAN All right, you want to be honest? If the situation were reversed and I was dying, you'd do the same thing. SAM No, Dean. I wouldn't. Same circumstances...I wouldn't.

This genuinely wounds Dean and gets brought up a few times, but then in 9.23 when it's brought up for the last time in another context:

DEAN What happened with you being okay with this? SAM I lied.

Sam never gets the chance to do the exact same thing to Dean, but he has already gone behind Dean's back to try and save his life before. He's used Dean's death to justify doing things Dean begged him not to do on his behalf. He kept the case they were actually on under wraps as he inched toward a plan to turn himself and Dean into Frankenstein's monsters in 3.15 (and really the only reason it didn't work is that Sam got captured by Doc Benton and Dean had to save his ass, and then Sam morosely helped dig the grave). Sam went behind Dean's back directly against his wishes to threaten a crossroad's demon in 3.05. In season 10, he violates Dean's consent by removing the Mark of Cain from Dean's arm using the Book of the Damned, which not only requires an overt human sacrifice of Oskar and gets a woman named Suzie killed in "The Werther Project" because Sam refuses to heed her warnings, but also results in the apocalypse... and all of this was something Dean asked Sam not to do, and Sam did every bit of it to get his brother back, and while standing in the wreckage in 11.01, echoed Dean's line from 9.13, saying, "I would do it again". Dean signed the supernatural possession next-of-kin consent form, and the fallout was Kevin and Sam. Sam violated Dean's consent and tens of thousands of people died and he said he'd do it again while they died around him.

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dreamsinmoonlight · 13 days

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Could you do a yandere Adam x fem reader? Let your imagination run free, I JUST NEED SOMETHING. also, love your writing! You write Adam super accurate :)

(Sorry this took so long, I wanted to space out my stories a bit. Admittedly had this done before Angel Massages >w<

I'm so touched you liked my work and think I write this moron well, I hope this is good enough for you; I found myself thinking about yandere!Adam and deciding that that fool could hurt everything from a fly to a dragon but he sure as hell wouldn't want to hurt you. Hence this.)

Obsession

It wasn't that the first man was obsessed with you; it was that you had made the first mistake of catching his eye, the second of agreeing to that first date and the final one of saying “I love you”.

The progression was slow enough that in real time you had never even noticed. Adam was always the type who was everywhere you looked anyway, he was the kind of person who drew attention by being there, by being loud and vulgar and all around an annoyance. But you'd made the mistake of smiling a few too many times and something in his head had switched; suddenly it wasn't just that he was everywhere you looked but you were everywhere he did. He watched you, curious at first then intrigued and finally attracted. You were cute and sweet and you smiled when he did something stupid and he took that how he wanted. He took that as interest.

When he asked you out it had partially been with an intention to defuse whatever it was causing him to watch you as much as he did. The fact you said yes definitely didn't cause butterflies, that feeling was hunger. Yeah. Hunger. But he couldn't help but think you looked nice in the dress you put on for the date and your hair was very nice the way you'd styled it and your makeup made your already pretty face all the prettier. He had grinned like he always did and boasted aloud of how lucky you were to have him, the first man, the Dick Master himself, going out with you. The fact that his pride quickly internally turned to irritation when he noted the eyes looking you over, looking over his date, well that was nothing; it was normal wasn't? Any man would glare at someone staring at their date the way they stared at you, be upset that anyone would even think they had a chance with you when he was there.

He kept telling himself that. He'd keep telling himself that. You were sweet to him and you didn't know, it was hard to really know what you were doing to him when he didn't even fully understand it; he was obnoxious and narcissistic and you were aware of that much but you liked that about him, and how sweet he could be sometimes. So you made a mistake: you told him you loved him and that switch that had already been flipped broke.

Suddenly you found yourself rarely having a moment to yourself. Or honestly much personal space; the angel, despite his own duty to complete, spent more time hovering over you than anything else, following close. At first it was pretty benign in public at least, he was always close by but never too close, angels were weird about PDA and Adam for all of his attitude was good at playing games. But before you knew it people started to avoid you; friends stopped talking to you as much, acquaintances stayed away. You didn't really notice it much, or pay it much mind, people got busy, even heaven had stuff to do, but then the Incident happened.

The angel had been a newer arrival and he was as shaky and uncertain as a lamb. He stuttered and stammered and fumbled his way through heaven with the confidence of prey thrown into the lion's den. You were good and sweet and how could you resist a person needing help? That would be wrong, this was heaven and you were an angel; helping was what angels did.

You smiled and approached, offering a hand to the shaking angel to help him. “I can show you the way if you want, I know this building like the back of my hand.”

He looked at you with wide blue eyes and a smile that was just starting to creep onto his features; he reminded you of the kids who sometimes showed up. You hated to see kids come to heaven but better there than Down Below. He took your hand and started to open his mouth but a dark shadow cast over you both and you could only blink for a second before seeing the new angel's expression change. What you saw in his eyes was something deep; it was fear, primal and true, and his hand slipped from yours, tears pooling quickly in terrified eyes. You tried to ask what was wrong; he ran away before a single sound left your lips, leaving behind a trail of feathers shed in terror. You were confused and turned around to see what cast the shadow.

Adam stood behind you and at first everything seemed normal. His mask showed that giant toothy grin of his, that glow of electric gold that hid the real face of the first man, of your man. But you noticed the glitch, the crackle in the mask that you'd never seen before, and something in the back of your mind felt something was very much Not Right. He always loomed over you, it was a matter of fact and of height, he slouched a lot as it was and still he was taller than you.

Maybe it was the wings; you decided that had to be it. Usually, when he was out and about, his wings were tucked under his arms, almost inconspicuous despite their glowing hue. Yet they were out now and spread, beautiful in their glory. Terrifying to that primal sense within your mind; for a second you felt you weren't looking at the same man who liked to play you songs on his guitar or hold you in his lap while he worked in his office or steal bites of your food no matter what you decided to buy. He wasn't silly or annoying or even that sweetness that you came to love in him; something was frightening in that grin and those narrowed pure gold eyes. You thought to yourself that the face underneath was likely far more frightening than the electronic features of his mask.

That was the moment and you got the sense you were aware but he wasn't. He never let you out of his sight, save for when you needed to go to the bathroom or such. Constantly he was by your side and while in public still he managed to hold onto some level of decorum, privately he seemed unwilling to let go. He held you, he touched you, and there was something mad in the way his fingers pressed into your skin, never harming you, not to that degree. You knew he was an exterminator, the leader of the exterminators, and you knew he was dangerous and violent and capable of so much pain, but the first time you realized he wasn't aware of what he was truly doing was when his grip had gotten too tight and left a bruise. The look he gave you was nothing short of heartbreaking; who knew he could even make such a face.

The only thing that never seemed to change was the sex. Before he was intense, hungry and active; now he was just as much in every factor, in every way. He fed upon you, your body, your passions, and some days your head was left spinning with the sensation of bliss that came with being at his mercy. The only real difference was how often he drew those three little words from you, seemed driven further by them; whispering them against his skin made him crazy, to the point he'd taken you in any way he could, filling you up and leaving you shaking. Crying them out in passion made him hold you closer and dig those teeth of his into your neck, your shoulder, the flesh of your breasts; marks were getting harder and harder to hide when he left them wherever he could. You had to be careful speaking them aloud after the fact; sometimes it spurned him to new life and your body sometimes needed a day or two to recover if that happened. Sometimes it made him beg for it, actually beg. It was the same as that day he'd accidentally hurt you; the depth of the breaks inside him made you want to hold him and never let go as well.

You never saw that scared little angel again but you did see the one who had made the mistake of whistling at you. Only once though, before your constant shadow made sure that they didn't whistle again; Sera wasn't very happy about it but Adam's status was dangerously safe and you came to understand that he was starting to become comfortable doing things he very much shouldn't. And you became aware you may be a little mad yourself when you barely flinched as he cupped your chin in his bloodied hand, claws leaving streaks of red against your skin as he smiled down at you.

“I should have plucked out his eyes as well as his tongue,” he said in a tone far too low for the boastful first man.

Should you have told him not to have done either? You mulled over that question only later when you washed your face and settled into your usual place on his lap.

Telling him you loved him had been the straw but it became the solution. New people came every day, they couldn't possibly know immediately what was going on, that heaven had a very dangerous problem. But the sweetness of those three words distracted him like nothing else and the laugh he'd give, “I know, how could you not”, and the souls got to live to enjoy heaven in safety, away from the monster you'd fed.

No, Adam was not obsessed with you. It simply was that once he had you, he couldn't, wouldn't, refused to continue his eternal existence without you. And no one, not in heaven, not in hell, was going to take you away from him.

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A Demon’s Ache — Part 2

Eyeless Jack x Reader (NSFW)

Part 1

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It comes as no surprise when he ends up in bed, hard dick in his hand, thinking of you for the god-knows-how-many-th time

Try as he might to fervently rut into his clenched fist, he knows no feeling would ever compare to you bouncing on his cock instead

The taste of you on his tongue had dissipated much too quickly, but that doesn’t stop him from desperately trying to reimagine your arousal on his lips

He grunts, his hips grinding up, cock tensing and twitching in his hold

It’s torturous

He needs you

Precum beads up at his tip, and all he can think about is the way you’d lap it up with your tongue

Friends

Every time he imagines all the ways he could fuck you senseless, the word friends interrupts his fantasy

Really, he knows what he’s doing is wrong

He shouldn’t be having such depraved thoughts about someone who doesn’t want anything to do with him beyond friendship

But he can’t help it

You drive him wild

The sounds of your pretty little moans and whimpers are stuck on repeat in his head

The way your body writhed in his touch, the way your perfectly wet cunt tightened around his tongue—everything about you gets him drunk with lust

His room feels unbearably hot

Try as he might to relieve the throbbing ache of his stiff cock, it’s no use

He can’t be satisfied without you

And he realizes, fuck, you’ve triggered a heat

The next few days are absolute hell

He’s on and off his heat

Every time it’s on the cusp of dissipating, his thoughts scramble back to you, and it starts all over again

He waits at least a week before leaving his room—just to be sure seeing you won’t jeopardize anything

And it’s only a day or two after he leaves his room that he runs into you again

It’s an early morning, with pale sunlight streaming through the kitchen windows

You’re at the table, sipping on a coffee, and a few other creeps are scattered about the dining room and kitchen

He doesn’t know whether he should be irritated or grateful that there are other people around

Probably the latter, considering he wouldn’t know how to act if it was just the two of you

But it’s hard to feel grateful when Jeff decides to take a seat right next to you

And god, does he ever hate the way that guy looks at you sometimes

He debates staying or going as he makes his coffee

Staying might aggravate him if he notices Jeff trying to pull any moves on you

But on the other hand, leaving might risk something developing between you and Jeff

The more he can interfere between you and other potential suitors, the better

He can’t let anyone else have you

So even though he’s, admittedly, being childish when he takes the other open spot next to you, he tries to play it off like it’s nothing

Like he hasn’t been jerking off to the thought of you for the past week

You don’t seem to notice, but Jack doesn’t miss the way Jeff glares at him when he sits

Try me, Jack wants to say

Jeff huffs out a breath when he realizes the hybrid won’t back off

And the sheer audacity of that guy—thinking he can just waltz up to you and have you all to himself—it unlocks something primal within Jack

“What’s wrong?”

Your voice, as angelic as ever, suddenly breaks the mounting tension in the room

Jack feels like a filthy perv when the first thing that comes to mind is all those pretty sounds you made when you came against his mouth

He just wants to fuck more of those precious sounds out of you

Deep breaths, deep breaths

“What? What do you mean what’s wrong?” Jeff answers your question with his own, trying to act dumb

And thankfully, the grating sound of his voice is enough to snap Jack out of his fantasy

“Why do you look so aggravated all of a sudden?” you ask, your tone lighthearted and joking as you sip your coffee

“Yeah, Jeff, is something wrong?”

Jack tries to keep his voice as genuine as possible when he backs you up, but he knows Jeff is fully aware of the cocky grin he’s wearing beneath his mask

And he has to suppress a snicker when the guy glowers at him

“Just… life,” Jeff haphazardly grumbles, not wanting to admit Jack’s ruined the alone time he wanted with you

A cruel joke comes to the demon’s mind

It’s dumb and immature, and he knows he shouldn’t say it, but he wants to say it

So, he does

“Oh,” he hums, “is it that problem you’ve mentioned to me before?”

Jeff’s eyes meet his, brow arching

“What problem?” he asks, taking the bait

“You know,” Jack continues, trying to act as natural as possible, “that issue you’ve been having. I told you, you might need to change your diet. More fiber would help you become more regular…”

His chest practically swells with pride when you snort out a laugh

“Oh my god, is that what it is?”

You burst out laughing even harder at the expression on Jeff’s face

“The fuck!? That’s not even true! Why would you say that—what the fuck is your problem, man?!”

He can try to say whatever he wants, but it’s no use; he knows Jack’s gotten the best of him

With an angry snort, he stands

“Whatever, I’m over this,” he growls

And just like that, he walks away, leaving you and a very self-satisfied Jack alone at the table

He finally has you all to himself

Well, minus the creeps coming in and out for coffee and breakfast

But at least none of them seem particularly interested in you

Not in the way Jeff seemed to be, anyways

“Christ, he’s so dramatic,” you chuckle, shaking your head with a smile on your lips

There are suddenly butterflies in Jack’s stomach

God, you’re so fucking cute

“Was that even true?”

You look at him when you ask the question, and he almost forgets how to breathe for a minute

He shrugs, hoping you don’t notice the effect you have on him

“If he’s constipated? I mean, I don’t know if I should say anything about it. Seems like he’s embarrassed about it…”

You shake your head with a snicker

He wants to kiss you

Fuck, he really, really wants to kiss you right now

Crash his lips into yours until he’s all you can think about

He wants to wrap your legs around him, slam your back against the table and make out with you until you’re a pretty little dazed mess beneath him

Blood rushes to his junk

He shifts in place, trying to ignore it

Friends

As unwanted as ever, he’s reminded of that fucking word again

But even despite it, he isn’t entirely sure where the two of you stand

Hell—he’s more uncertain than ever

Did you really want to forget that whole thing happened in the first place?

Go about things like normal—as if he hadn’t buried his face between your thighs?

As if you hadn’t pulled his hair and whimpered his name when you came against his lips?

He takes a sip of his coffee in a vain attempt to distract himself

But it’s hard to think straight when his dick keeps throbbing for attention

He quietly clears his throats, as if that could help anything, and he shifts in place again, subtly trying to readjust himself in his grey sweats

It’s only when his knuckles accidentally graze your bare thigh, only when he hears your quiet little gasp, that he freezes in place

The sound was barely audible, but he knows what he heard

He glances down, and he almost groans out loud when he notices what you’re wearing

It’s those same fucking shorts

He’s at a loss for what to do

The both of you are in the middle of the kitchen dining room—for fuck’s sake, he shouldn’t be having half the thoughts he’s having right now

But even then, he can’t bring himself to pull his hand away from your thigh

The minimal amount of skin-on-skin contact is making his head spin

He needs more

He’s never felt so insatiable

He knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t resist stroking at your leg

The motion is slow, soft, calculated, so that he can enjoy every inch of your perfect skin

Neither of you move as he gently traces over your thigh with the back of his knuckles

His chest is pounding

He can hear your heart beating, your breath hitching in your throat whenever he gets closer to the edges of your shorts

He wants you

God, does he ever want you

That pesky word keeps coming to mind again, but he forces himself to forget about it

For now—at the very least

You don’t make a move to stop him

You almost seem to welcome his touch

But that uncertainty is still there

Which is why he takes things unbearably slowly when he moves his hand between your legs to grasp at the flesh of your inner thighs

You make what sounds like a quiet whimper

And the sound goes right to his cock

As if a whole week of jerking off to you wasn’t enough

Inch by inch, his touch dances further up along your thigh

And though it’s subtle, he can’t not notice the way you part your legs just the slightest bit more for him

You’re giving him permission to touch you—right here, right now—of all places?

He breathes in, and when he gets a whiff of your scent, he decides fuck it, there’s no way he can let this opportunity slip him by

So under the cover of the table, even despite the few creeps still lingering about, he pushes past the material of your shorts to access your sex

You’re wet

You’re already turned on for him—he can feel it through your underwear

Screw anyone around to see, he wants to bend you over this table right now and fuck his cum inside you

He wants to breed you and mark you and make sure everyone knows by the sounds of your screams that you’re all fucking his

He strokes your slit up and down through your panties, and he adores the way it has you squirming in place

Fuck, you’re so cute

He wants to ruin you

But he also wants to enjoy every second of this

So he takes his sweet, sweet time running his fingers along your covered sex until he can feel you getting wetter and wetter

It isn’t long for you to thoroughly soak through your panties

And all he wants is to taste you all over again

He swallows down a growl at the thought

His body’s burning for yours

You keep squirming and quietly gasping as he teases you

And he’s so entranced by you, he nearly forgets you’re in an open room

All he can focus on is the way your body’s reacting to him

Whatever delicate threads of control he’s still grasping onto feel like they’re slipping from his hold

When you whine his name out, so cute and desperate and needy for him, it’s all the approval he needs

He pushes your underwear to the side and runs his fingers up and down your slit

The way your arousal gathers on the pads of his fingers almost makes him lose it

He just wants to pull you into his lap and fuck up into you until you’re gushing around his cock

But somehow, he manages to hold himself back

He teases at your clit very, very briefly, before then slowly sinking two digits into your opening

His chest rumbles with an involuntary groan as he immediately feels you clench around him

You bite back a moan, but he can still hear the way you sigh at the feeling

You’re so wet, so perfectly tight around him

He imagines how good you’d feel wrapped around his dick

You shift in place, breathing his name out in a shaky moan, and it’s a miracle he still has the self-control to not screw your brains out yet

He’s about to suggest taking things to your room when Hoodie walks in and locks eyes with you

If Jack were any more coherent beyond his lust, he’d probably pull his hand out of your pants

But he’s beyond giving a shit at this point

The proxy pauses, almost curiously, and instead of going for the fridge or pantry, or wherever he was going to go, he makes his way towards you

Jack feels you stiffen

You clench around his fingers, your breathing uneven

He knows he should stop

But he’s not done enjoying the warmth of your tight cunt fluttering around him

And so what if Hoodie notices?

At least then, he’d know who you belong to

The demon is entirely aware he’s being selfish

But he can’t bring himself to care

He’s too far gone

So even as he watches Hoodie greet you, even as he watches you, dazed and horny and sex-drunk off his fingers, struggling to greet the proxy normally, he doesn’t pull away

Let him know

Let him know who you’re allowing to do such depraved things to you

“(Y/n), you missed our training session this morning,” Hoodie says, and a bout of anger flares up in Jack’s chest

Oh how he loathes the thought of another man getting physical with you

It makes him curl his fingers inside you to reach right up against a spot that has you cinching around him

You squeeze your eyes shut, biting your lip briefly before you can recover

“Y-yeah, uhm, sorry about that”

Your voice is shaky, your face visibly flushed

But you haven’t even tried to stop Jack yet

You want this as much as he does

“I, ah, I meant to let you know, but I—I forgot… to mention it”

In and out, the hybrid painstakingly slowly pumps his fingers inside your velvety walls as you try to talk normally

He flattens his palm against your clit, and your hips buck against his touch, which you quickly try to pass off as shifting in your seat

“Hm, that’s alright,” the proxy hums, then tilts his head curiously. “Is it because you weren’t feeling well? You look kind of… off”

Jack stiffens as the man reaches out to press his hand against your cheek

It’s just to check if you’re feverish, the logical part of him knows that, but the irrational part of him despises that he’s just laid a finger on you

A warning growl emanates out of his chest—low enough that it seems to slip Hoodie’s attention, but loud enough that you seem to notice it

You’re his—what’s not to fucking understand?

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Just… ah, j-just didn’t sleep too well—“

Something like a choked moan evades you again, and you have to pretend to cough to avoid suspicion

Jack grinds his hand against your clit, and your whole body reacts to his touch

“S’alright,” the demon hums, and he briefly wonders if Hoodie notices the unusually husky timber of his voice when he does, “she might have the flu, but I’m checking up on it. She should be fine, nothing serious”

You squirm, and he teases at your sweet spot again, the calloused pads of his fingers rubbing right where you need it most

You can’t look Hoodie in the eyes as your thighs start trembling

Your hand looks unsteady as you bring the coffee to your lips, but you manage to drink it down without spilling anything

The proxy glances between you and Jack, and Jack wonders if he’s caught on yet

Either way, if he has, he doesn’t show it

“Well, alright, I hope you feel better soon. Let me know when you want to train next time”

You nod, humming to hide another whimper as Jack’s fingers don’t relent

And then finally, finally, Hoodie leaves

As soon as he’s out of earshot, Jack crams his fingers into your inviting heat in a slew of rough thrusts

You gasp, almost moaning out very loudly before you manage to cover your mouth to muffle it

It doesn’t take long for you to cum around his digits

And god, you’re breath-taking as you do so

Your back arches, body tensing as your teeth bite down hard into your lips to prevent a scream from escaping

How he wishes those were his teeth biting into you instead

And just like that first time he made you cum, he can’t seem to bring himself to stop

It’s only when you’re shaking from the overstimulation, only when you reach out to pull his hand away, that he finally relents

His fingers are dripping with your arousal

He knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t resist bringing them up to his mouth to taste you off his digits

And fuck, you taste just as good as you did the first time

You’re panting, chest heaving, a perfectly unfocused look in your eyes

He wants to pick you up, take you to the nearest bedroom and fuck you stupid

Friends, fuck-buddies, potential partners—he doesn’t know where the two of you stand

But at this point, labels don’t matter, he thinks, not really, anyways

He’s not letting anything come between the two of you

You're his

#creepypasta #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless Jack #eyeless Jack x reader smut #creepypasta x reader #crp

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doe-eyed-fool · 19 days

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Fear Of The Known

Lucifer x Fem!Angel!Reader

|Chapter Five|

"What are you doing here Adam?" Y/n asks, backing away from him and Lute further. "Are you not listening? I just said I came here to settle this stupid argument between you and Sera. Duh." Adam rolls his eyes.

"I do not need you to settle anything." Y/n said sternly. "Not like I believe that's what you're actually here for."

"Well, look who's being clever." Lute sneered. "Of course that's not what we're here for."

"Then what?" Y/n nearly snapped. "We're here to silence you." Lute smirks. Y/n tried to not look intimidated, but there was no ignoring the sinking feeling she had. "Silence me." She repeats with a scoff. "And just how do you think you're going to get away with that?"

"Psh, easily." Adam smirks. "Look. I'm gonna make this real simple for you babe. You're gonna keep your mouth shut about this whole extermination thing, got it? After all, we wouldn't want someone as valuable as you to suddenly disappear."

"You do not scare me with you empty threats." Y/n starts. "Do you really think no one will notice if I'm gone? People need me here to give them visions of the future. Then what will you do, when people start to question? What will you do, when God notices his own creation has gone missing?"

Lute chuckles. "We'll just tell them you had a sudden change of heart." She approaches Y/n, circling her. "No one would be too surprised to know you decided to join Lucifer in Hell. After all, you do care for him so very much." Lute stops in front of her, leaning in close.

"So much, that you were willing to keep his revolt a secret from all of Heaven. Just so he stays safe." Her grin dropped, a look of disgust crossed her features. "How pathetic. You were willing to destroy the balance of Heaven, for traitorous scum like him."

Y/n felt rage building in her chest. "Do not speak ill of Lucifer. You have no idea who he is, who he truly is!"

"And you think you do?" Adam chimes in. "Hate to break it to ya sweetheart, but Lucifer's the one who allowed for us to come down there and kill those freaks."

Y/n's heart sank. "You...You're lying!"

"Afraid not." Adam shrugs. "Looks like your little friend isn't as perfect and pure as you thought he was."

No. No, Lucifer would never be ok with those exterminations. No one should be ok with it. As if eternal punishment weren't enough. The sinners would face death again, in such a brutal way. How could Lucifer ever allow that?

Had Hell finally tainted his heart? Had all those years of being surrounded by all of the world's evil turned him cold?

How could it not?

But Y/n didn't want to believe it. Lucifer was always so bright, he was always so full of love. He was a dreamer. He was...everything.

What happened to him in the last ten thousand years?

"That must really suck for you, huh?" Adam laughs. "Unless you wanna end up like him, then I suggest you keep your mouth shut. Otherwise we'll tear those pretty wings right off of you, and send you down there. Then you can wait for us to slaughter you like the rest of them."

Y/n was half tempted to risk it. But she knew Heaven needed her. Everyone relied on her visons. If she were to disappear, they'd all be blind to what would happen next.

She's already let Heaven fall into disarray before, now that she had the chance to correct that mistake, she would not let it happen again.

Y/n shut her eyes and let out a sigh. "Fine." She muttered.

"That's fucking right." Adam says before turning and walking towards the door, Lute right behind him. "Glad you see it our way, babe. See ya!" With a slam of the door, they were both gone.

Y/n brought her trembling hands to her face. She was wrong for letting them threaten her like that. Wrong for allowing them to get away with their slaughter. Wrong for keeping secrets again.

She exhaled shakily before gathering her nerves, and leaving for Michael's.

Michael was alerted to a rapid knocking at his door, he went to open it, and as soon as he did, he was nearly thrown back by the sudden force he felt.

Michael looked down, to see Y/n holding onto him tightly, her face hidden in his chest. "Y/n? What was that all...about..." He trailed off as he noticed the trembling in her shoulders and the light sniffles she made.

Michael quickly brought her inside and shut the door behind him. He portals Y/n and himself to his study and sat down on the couch, Y/n still in his arms. He said nothing for a while, and just let Y/n be. Though, he did let out soft hushes and soothing coos, in attempts to calm her down some.

After another moment, he finally spoke. "What's happened?" He asks cautiously. Y/n sniveled, while not looking up at him she answers.

"I just...I'm so overwhelmed Michael. And I don't what to do." She cried. She couldn't tell him the truth, as much as she wanted to. She saw what could happen if she did tell him.

Michael would inform the other Archangels about the exterminations. It cause an intense argument between them and Sera. It would get so bad, that God would have to get involved. But that wasn't all she saw.

There was a chance Sera would be punished for the decision she's made. She allowed the extermination to go on in secret from all of Heaven, from God.

Her punishment, would be sever.

As angry as Y/n was with Sera. She did not want a fate like that to befall her. And poor Emily. She was heartbroken by the news. So distraught, that she no longer carried out her duties as a Seraphim, knowing what Sera had done all this time.

The exterminations would come to an end, but at the cost of loosing two Seraphims.

And of course, Adam would make good on his word. He would find Y/n and well...

The visions stopped after that.

Michael cupped Y/n's cheek and raised her head. "I'm sorry, Y/n. I know your duties can be stressful. Is there any way I could help you?" He asks. Y/n sighs. "Can I just...stay here with you for a while? I really don't want to be alone right now."

"Of course." Michael says softly. "Is there anything else you need me to do?" Y/n rests her head back on his chest. "Will you talk to me? I don't care about what. Just anything to take my mind of things."

"Sure." Michael nods. "Um...Oh, I was talking with Cassius the other day. They were telling me of this animal on Earth that resembles a bunny, but it lives in the ocean. It's called a Jorunna parva, I believe they're a type of sea slug. They're quite adorable."

"Then I paid a visit to Azrael, which was interesting. Leo was there as well, and you know how those two can be when they're together for too long. I had to stop Leo from killing Azrael a certain point." Michael laughs awkwardly.

"Oh, and today I was with Galim. They were instructing me on how to expand my portals. I'm still learning, but in due time I'll be able to go from Heaven and Earth easily."

Y/n furrows her brows slightly. "Could you not before?" She asks. "Well, sorta." Michael shrugs. "I needed help from Galim of course. But I won't need their help for much longer. You know how I am, combat has always been my forte."

"How do you use the portal?" Y/n asks. Michael thinks of how to explain it. "Well...It sounds easier than it is. Galim instructed me to envision where I want to go. I must focus entirely on my destination." Michael holds his hands out in front of him and closes his eyes.

"Believe it or not, breathing has a lot to do with it too. A calm and level breath will relax the body, and allow for a clear mind. And then..." He exhales, and just like that a portal appeared in front of the two of you.

It was a small portal, only big enough to put your head through really. But Y/n could see clear as day what was on the other side. A meadow of tall green grass and beautiful flowers. She could hear birds chirping and the faint sound of running water from a river. Bright warm light from the casted over the lovely scenery. It spring on Earth, and it showed.

Y/n looked on in awe at the sight before the portal came to a close. Michael sighed and chuckled lightly. "Not my best. But yeah, that's pretty much it."

"You'll get the hang of it Michael." Y/n smiles. "Perhaps I should learn as well. I've never been to Earth, and wherever that was looked beautiful."

"Sure, but make sure I'm with you. My father would kill me if anything happens to you under my watch." Michael tells her. "Michael, I'm a big girl. You shouldn't worry about me." Y/n laughs lightly.

"I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you, Y/n." Michael says seriously. Y/n's smile fell slightly. "Michael..."

"You've kept me sane for so many years. I don't know what I'd do if you disappeared." Michael holds her hand gently. "But, let's not think about that right now. You'd love Earth, the good parts of it anyhow."

Y/n smile returned, though there was an odd feeling in her chest she couldn't ignore. "Yeah. I bet I would."

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nostalgic-woodwind · 9 days

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I thought of something’s little Angel dust in the overlord husk AU?

♣️♦️ CG!Overlord Husk and Little!Angel Headcanons ♥️♠️

TW: Valentino, SA, abuse, toxic work environment, trauma, negative/impure regression (because age regression is not always sunshine and rainbows /srs)

♣️♦️ How It All Began ♥️♠️

♣️ Husk may be one of the most powerful overlords, but he secretly has a good heart. Not only is he one of the best gamblers in Hell, but he is also classified caregiver who never had the chance to take care of littles due to his gambling job.

♦️ Angel met Husk at the casino one night after work. They talked over a couple of drinks and hit it off pretty well.

♠️ When Angel mentioned that he worked for Valentino, Husk couldn’t help but shudder. During overlord meetings, Husk always felt suspicious around Valentino since he would always have creepy interactions with him and everyone he meets.

♥️ Angel knows about Val’s horrible abuse because he is always abused and sexually assaulted by him. He couldn’t tell anyone because it would make himself and Val look bad (Val’s words, not Angel’s).

♣️ When Angel started hanging out with Husk during his time off work, Valentino grew envious. He would always check the spider’s phone and accuse him of “no longer wanting anything to do with him after all he has done for him”.

“Who are you talking to?” Valentino asked as he snatched Angel’s phone away and began to look through it.

“It’s just Husk,” Angel said.

“So you want to hang with another overlord? Is it because he has more money and power than me?”

“What? No, we’re just friends, I swear.”

“You really think you could spend more time with some filthy cat than me?!” Valentino snarled as he threw the phone down, causing the screen to crack.

“N-no, that’s not true!” Angel defended.

♦️ Valentino forced Angel to go no-contact with Husk in order for him to focus more on his job.

♠️ Husk grew concerned when he didn’t hear a word from Angel for three days. On the third night, Husk decided to reschedule a poker game he had planned to go check on Angel. Suddenly, he heard banging on the door, along with the sound of whimpering. He opened the door and saw Angel sobbing. The spider also had bruises all over his body, along with a black eye.

♥️ Husk became infuriated and went full demon, asking Angel who hurt him. This caused Angel to involuntarily slip, crying and covering his ears from Husk scaring him and the fact that his body was in literal pain.

♣️ Husk saw this and calmed down, feeling incredibly guilty for frightening Angel. Now was not the time to ask questions. He took Angel in and comforted him. Angel was frightened that Husk was gonna hurt him, but the cat reassured him that he wasn’t.

♦️ After Husk tended to Angel’s wounds (with his permission, of course), he let him sleep in the guest room for the night.

♠️ The next morning, Angel’s headspace went back to normal, but he was also hungover. Husk helped him get better.

♥️ Once Angel finally got better, he and Husk talked about what was going on. Angel came clean about Val’s abuse and how he was told not to tell anyone about it.

♣️ Husk was angry for Angel, realizing that Val was abusing his powers as an overlord to harm his employees. Husk requested that Angel should stay at his place instead of the V Tower. Angel argued that it was a bad idea, but Husk argued back that sleeping over at Val’s was much worse. Angel agreed after thinking of all of the times Valentino slept with him after his shoots.

♦️ Valentino was pissed that Angel escaped, but he reluctantly allowed him to stay at Husk’s place. However, it meant extra hours added to Angel’s shift.

♣️ A week after Angel moved into Husk’s home, Husk thought back to the night when Angel escaped the V Tower and was crying. He pondered at the thought of Angel possibly being an age regressor.

♦️ When Husk and Angel sat down one evening, the former asked if the latter was an age regressor. Angel was scared to talk about it, but Husk told him that he wasn’t mad and that he would be there for him, no matter what.

♠️ After some contemplation, Angel told the cat about his regression and how he used it to cope with work. He kept his coping mechanism a secret because one, Valentino. Simple as that (Quick author's note: I don't think we need to know what will happen if Valentino finds out about Angel’s regression /srs). And two, littles were at the bottom of the rank in Hell's hierarchy (even below the imps and hellhounds) (idea by @yourneurodivergentlady).

♥️ Husk understood this and vowed to keep Angel’s regression a secret.

♣️♦️ Agere Headcanons ♥️♠️

♣️ Despite being a powerful overlord, Husk is very calm and patient. He is also authoritative - in favor of rules, while being supportive of Angel’s needs (Verywell Mind).

♦️ Husk stays sober from alcohol so he can care for the little spiderling. He also tries his hardest not to smoke cigars around Angel because smoke brings out horrible memories of Valentino. He even gets nicotine patches to curb his smoking habit.

♠️ Husk has so much dosh (Adventure Time slang for treasure/money) that he spoils Angel to the nth degree. Angel wasn’t sure about this since Val would only shower him with gifts one minute and hurt him the next. However, Husk reassures Angel that he is spoiling him out of genuine kindness.

♥️ And boy, does Husk spoil Angel with the best of the best - little clothing (onesies, sweaters, footed sleepers, etc.) and stuffies with the softest, cuddliest material, food that is nutrient dense and soul nourishing, you name it (if Angel wants it, of course).

♣️ Husk has a baby monitor (with Angel’s permission) so he can make sure that Angel is safe when he’s playing or napping in another room (idea by @nottapossum).

♦️ When Angel regresses and Husk has to go to an overlord meeting or a poker game, he hires Cherri Bomb and Fat Nuggets as nannies so either one of them (or both) can babysit.

♠️ Husk never lets Angel go to work when he’s small because of the spider wanting to keep his coping mechanism as far as possible from Valentino (idea by @yourneurodivergentlady).

♥️ Angel struggles with trauma and PTSD. He also struggles with big emotions, but he thankfully has Husk, Fat Nuggets, and Cherri to help him cope. He even has his own calming corner to help him calm down (idea from @yourneurodivergentlady and Big Drink (Hazbin Hotel oneshot)). Angel’s favorite thing to do in the calming corner is sit in a fabric/sensory swing while listening to calming music and reading his favorite books, all while snuggling with Fat Nuggets.

♣️ Like in my Regressor! Angel headcanons, Angel’s favorite programs are Blue’s Clues (all versions: orginal, Blue’s Room, BC&Y!), Sesame Street, Olivia (Peppa walked so Olivia could run), Octonauts, PB&J Otter, Puffin Rock, Rubbadubbers, Bubble Guppies, Angelina Ballerina, Bluey, and Bear in the Big Blue House. He also loves Baby Einstein and the BabyFirst Channel when he regresses to a tiny headspace (0-2).

♦️ Husk rents out places such as the local aquarium and park so Angel can get out of the house and regress without any fear if he wants to. Angel always has little gear that is discreet to the public eye.

♠️ Husk’s mansion also has an aquarium and Angel visits there a lot (with supervision from Husk, Cherri, or Fat Nuggets when he’s little).

♥️ Like in my Regressor! Angel headcanons, Angel’s regressed age ranges from 0-6.

♣️ Husk is always prepared. He has his own baby bag that he carries wherever he goes and has whatever Angel needs, whether it be a snack or a sensrory toy (idea from Caregiver! Husk headcanons).

♦️ Husk has a co-sleeping crib next to his bed for Angel (idea from Caregiver! Husk headcanons). He decorated the co-sleeping crib to be the comfiest bed for the itsy-bitsy spider. I’m talking sheets with a 400 thread count, cooling pillows so Angel doesn’t get hot at night, and a little side toy that plays soothing music to lull Angel to sleep.

♠️ Angel calls Husk “Kitty” and “Papa”. When he’s incredibly tiny, he calls Husk “Ba” (which melts the gambling demon’s heart).

♥️ Husk gave Angel a baby blanket that has a pattern of pigs and little playing card symbols, along the words “Little Spiderling” embroidered on it.

♣️ Husk would sometimes swaddle Angel up and tell him stories about his day (like how he got his own aquarium and stuff) (inspired by The Middle’s Eyes Wide Open).

♦️ Angel vent regresses, but Husk is always there to help him feel better and know that regression doesn’t always have to be positive. Husk would also sing It’s Okay to Cry to Angel often to let him know that “it’s okay to cry and you shouldn’t feel bad about feeling bad (BoJack Horseman)”.

♠️ Angel also regresses to an infantile headspace whenever it’s his naptime or bedtime.

♥️ Angel isn’t a picky eater. He loves to eat fruit (Hazbin Hotel Wiki), especially if it’s cut up into cubes. Whenever Husk cooks, Angel helps him out (Husk does the grown-up stuff like cutting things up and boiling food in a pot and putting food in the oven).

♣️ Angel tries his best to help around the house because he sees Husk working a lot and doesn't want him to worry about chores. Angel has also been called spoiled and lazy by Valentino and doesn't want to be seen that way by Husk. Husk thanks Angel for trying to help out and reassures him that he is not spoiled and lazy in any way. He also reassures the spiderling that he is helping out by putting away his toys when it was time to do so (even sometimes doing it without being told to) and helping him cook.

♦️ Angel struggles with finding and using his voice, but Husk gently encourages him. He helps Angel be brave and praises him when he does so.

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hotpinkboots · 1 year

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Hi! Can I req yandere salad fingers x reader headcanons? Mr fingers is so lonley theres no way he wouldn't go crazy over y/n,,

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~He's definitely not, like, violent at all.

~Probably super delusional. Thinks you're his wife/husband.

~That role can change every now and then, though, he can think you're his partner, or he'll forget and think you're just his pretty friend.

~Really it all depends on the day.

~Gives you a funny nickname based on your real name. As soon as he names you, he's attached.

~"Yes, I...I think I'll call you... (insert weird nickname for your real name)."

~He seems to get horrible flashbacks of...well. You don't know what, exactly. But you're unfortunately far too empathetic- and that's your horrible downfall.

~As soon as you're attempting to help him in any way shape or form, he decides he's elected you as his new play mate.

~But, at first, he kind of flips out. He speaks to objects, and anything that is alive, doesn't speak back to him in English.

~Hearing you speak back to him sort of set him off for a bit. You should've ran as soon as he had his little meltdown over the fact you can speak.

~But you didnt. You were too sweet. You stayed to make sure he would be alright.

~And now he has somebody who actually speaks back to him. He grows fond of having somebody who speaks back to him.

~He often wants to introduce you to his...."friends". Expects you to interact with them, because they are...alive.

~Or are they? They can't be. They're just items.

~The longer you're around him, in this wasteland, the more you follow right along in his insanity.

~He's really not that dangerous, honestly- physically, at least. He won't hurt you. But everything that happens will get right into your mind. You might because just as mentally ill as he is.

~He collects your hair.

~He likes to caress your skin.

~Claims that it's like a lovely massage for his fingers.

~"You just hold...such a wel-welcoming...texture...You're very...smooth...."

~He touches you so much it gets uncomfortable.

~He also says various things that come off as perverted or freakish to you. Doesn't really mean to sound perverted on purpose, it's more of a compliment. He's being open with you...

~You may find him in his "safety cupboard" every now and then. Crying. He can't get out of his own mind. In the back of his mind, he is aware they something is horribly wrong with him.

~Hearing your little knock on the cupboard door to make sure he is okay is the most wonderful sound he could hear. You've come to check on him! For a playdate! Ahh, he's missed you!

~...He missed you even though you've been there the whole time. Sometimes he thinks you're somebody or something else, or that you're not there at all.

~Calls you his angel.

~"My...My very own, pretty angel, has come for me."

~Mr. Fingers can tell when you're being mentally drained from it all. He just thinks you need to rest, that you need to have some tea and soup.

~Maybe he thinks you're sick.

~And in a way, he's doing it on purpose.

~Being so lonely just for you to give him attention, trying to get you to like him and feel bad for him. He doesn't really realize he's doing anything on purpose, he thinks everything is okay, and he washes all those bad thoughts away when he thinks of them....you should do the same.

~He wants you down to his level.

~You take care of him, let him take care of you.

~But he can't take care of you unless you need to be taken care of.

~He doesn't even need to do anything special. Just to be himself and getting into the situations- even if they aren't real situations, even if they're just all in his head- is enough for you to start a downward spiral.

~Once you're trapped in this hell hole of a world, you can't escape.

~You don't even remember how you got here.

~You hardly remember anything before him. Just simple flashbacks and foggy memories every now and then.

~Dislikes how he can't control you like he controls all his little friends. They're objects. He can make them do things that add onto whatever story he's creating in his head.

~And you? Oh, you have a mind of your own.

~This can lead to some arguing in the future.

~You're always the one to apologize to him. It's the same thing that always happens: You two bicker, he gets upset and mad for a while, then he gets sad and walks away to cry and be alone, you come and apologize, he forgives you, and it repeats again.

~Really, you're the only thing keeping him even SLIGHTLY sane (which isn't much because he's too far gone, unfortunately). He wants to hold onto that, even if it means pulling you into his dark hole of madness.

~You're just another of his favorite playthings. You're his favorite toy. His favorite thing to touch and stroke, his favorite thing to look at, his favorite thing to speak to, ect.

~You're trapped, and he hardly even had to do anything to get you to be trapped with him...

~He's delusional. He's manipulative without even realizing it, and he guilt trips without even thinking about it.

~You should've never even spoken to him.

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tommydarlings · 2 years

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Lying Angel | p.b

pairing: dom!peter x sub!reader

warnings: smut, slapping, hair pulling, manipulation, gagging

w/c: 1.1k

summary: Peter manipulated you into thinking that having sex with would be a good idea... oh were you wrong. (based off of this request)

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"You... tricked me" you whispered as you realized that your actually so called 'friend' Peter isn't who you thought he would be. "Tricked you? No, I saved you!" he told you annoyingly with the blood from all of the dead kids on his face and white working clothes.

Peter huffed angrily when he realized that you were still not going to belive him and that you still thought that he would be the bad guy in this story. He shook his head in disbelief. "I did this for us y/n, for you!" he yelled loudly as you flinched from the tone of his usually so gentle voice.

Your bottom lip started to tremble right before Peter laughed and grabbed your hand harshly. "N-no! What are you d-doing?" you asked with while a tear made its way down your heated cheeks.

"I'm gonna give you a proper reason to cry" he told you furiously as he pushed your small figure against the white wall covered in a bit of blood.

Peter quickly pushed your face against the wall and lifted the white oversized shirt you were wearing over your ass and literally ripped your panties off. You let out a tiny yelp as you noticed Peter getting a bit to close to somewhere you never even touched yourself before.

"I won't touch your prefect little body without your permission angel, do I have your permission?" he whispered quietly into your ear while he was still holding your panties in his hand.You knew what he was doing to your right now, you knew it right away as he started to softly stroke your cheek with the back of his fingers, probably a technique to manipulate you even more, to gain your trust. And the worst thing was...

It worked.

He slowly let his fingertips fall from your slightly tear stained cheek and dropped it on top of your shoulder and gently stroked your slightly shaking shoulder with his fingers to clam you down.

"shh, no need to be nervous, I won't hurt you angel, your way to fragile for that" he told you as you slowly nodded with your head. "Yeah? I have your permission?" he asked you one last time to make sure.

"Y-yes" you whispered as you let one last tear slip, knowing that you shouldn't do this. "One last things y/n, are you a virgin?" he asked you quietly. You were to fucking scared to tell him the truth, yes you are actually a virgin, but you could never tell him that, so you lied right in his face. "No, I-I am not" Peter nodded slightly with his head with a tiny grin on his face before he whispered,

"Good"

Right as he finished saying that, he stuffed your own panties quickly into your mouth and gagged you harshly with it. "I know that you just fucking lied to me" he hissed harshly before he let go of the panties in your mouth and grabbed the back of your neck to press your statue roughly against the wall.You were gaging unstoppably on your panties so you tried to spit them out but Peter wasn't so fond of that idea.

"Fucking hell no! You will fucking gag on those panties until I take them out of you lying mouth you understand me?" he said angrily as he started to run his tip up and down your wet pussy.

You whined louldy, trying to complain to him about it but he was completely ignoring, only focusing on the feeling of his hard cock entering you.

"I actually wanted to go easy with you, warm you up a bit with my fingers but now I just wanna fuck you until you beg me to stop" you screamed louldy into you panties, shaking your head nervously while you tried to wiggle away from his touch.

"Yeah, don't complain to me now about it, you decide to lie to me and be a fucking brat-, stay still!" he yelled at you as he fully entered your cunt.

You groaned loudly before you whimpered, quietly begging him to take it easy with you.

"P-please, please d-don't be to r-rough Peter, your m-my first time" you begged him with blurry eyes as he laughed evily and shook his head, not buying your begging for one second.

"I thought you weren't a virgin anymore? Isn't that what you just told me?" he said with a fake smile painted on his face before he started to thrust into you at a painfull pace.

"Ahhh! I'm s-sorry for l-lying to you, please!" you whispered loudly, still trying to pronounce everything correctly with your panties stuffed into your mouth. Peter noticed you struggling to form a proper sentence and took the panties out of your mouth.

"Fuck p-peter, It feels k-kinda weird!" you legs started to shake a bit as you notices a foreign feeling crepping up your abdominal. "I think I'm g-gonna-" you whispered loudly as you squeezed your eyes shut, hoping that this feeling will be over soon.

"Don't you dare to come without my permission, and open your fucking eyes!" he yelled right before he slapped the side of your face harshly and intertwined his fingertips with the roots of your hair to pull on them. "Owww! Your h-hurting me Peter!" you whimpered quitely into the side of your arm while tears blurred your vision.

"Good, exactly what I wanted" he whispered into your ear with a grin written over his face as he looked down at the sight of entering your poor pussy over and over again. He picked his pace up and fully started to literally fuck your cunt until you couldn't stand anymore on your shaking legs.

"I c-can't, I need t-to cum!" you told you loudly right before you legs got weaker and weaker. "Cum for me, let it all out angel" he whispered as his hand rubbed your clit in circles and his other hand held your body up by your abdominal so that you don't fall harshly into the ground.

The two of you kneed on the ground, Peter's body still behind you and his cock still buried deep into your cum filled cunt. Peter slowly bent forward, your eyes squeezed together tightly as you felt his cock hitting a different spot in you.

"Please n-no more Peter, I-I beg you" you whispered mercilessly while you whiped some tears slowly off of your face.

"It's okay angel, I will stop, I promise, I'm not a lying bitch you know?" he whispered before he placed gentle kisses onto your shoulder and your back.

#peter ballard #001 x reader #001 smut #001 stranger things #stranger things s4 #stranger things #stranger things smut

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milkybonya · 2 years

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alone together _ pjh

order 049, anon: large classic milk tea with mango jelly for trsr's Jihoon

#: boyfriend!Jihoon x gender neutral reader, established relationship, kisses, the beach!, about 1k ish maybe less ?

[💌: the beach being across the street reminds me of my trip to gangreung with my friend,, i miss korea so bad will i ever be over her :(]

after months of dating Jihoon and never getting to spend a single night together, you decided to treat yourselves to a night at a hotel.

when you walk into the hotel room, you find Jihoon already on the bed, marvelling at the room.

"finally, a night with just the two of us together in our own space. y/n! i'm so happyyyyy," he says to himself, kicking his feet around and giggling.

you suddenly feel a wave of emotion, wanting to run up to him and smother him with your love.

you walk up to him and push Jihoon down onto the bed. he laughs, feeling his heart race in his chest. a blush creeps up on his cheeks and his pretty teeth show as he smiles. carefully, you smooth the hair out of his eyes and he leans into your touch.

"w-what are you up to, y/n?" he stutters.

"kisses," you mumble, placing your legs on either side of him and hovering above him as he lays on his back.

you lean in forwards, pressing hard kisses to his forehead, cheeks, the tip of his nose, his lips, his collarbone. each time, your lips make a loud, smacking sound and the boy beneath you giggles.

your hands find his and you interlock fingers as he waves your hands around on the bed, staring into your eyes.

"kiss my lips again, lovely, i dare you," Jihoon mutters in a low tone.

you let your lips meet slowly and let the kiss linger, enjoying the way Jihoon brings a hand to gently rest on the back of your neck so he can slightly deepen the kiss. the way you gasp into his lips makes him smile.

when you pull away, he smiles and then giggles, pinching your cheeks and kissing your nose.

"i love you i love you i love you y/n."

"i love you even more than that, Jihoon."

he pulls you on top of him to hug you, letting you rest your head on his chest as he strokes the back of your head.

"my angel, you are," he says quietly to himself.

you can smell his cologne and just barely hear his heartbeat. his arms feel strong around you and you love how warm he makes you feel. finally getting to comfortably cuddle like this makes you so happy.

"Hoon-ah," you call out.

Jihoon responds with a hum.

"i'm so happy..."

he presses a kiss to your temple, somehow holding you closer.

"as you deserve to be, angel. i'm so glad," he replies.

"what shall we do today? it's only 3pm!" you point out.

"mmmm," Jihoon hums into your hair, your sweet scent making him dizzy so he's unable to focus.

"can we just stay here forever..." he mum

bles, still stroking the back of your head.

"okay," you agree, propping yourself up with your arms on either side of Jihoon's body.

he peers at you from beneath you, wondering what you're doing as you delicate trace his features with the tip of your finger.

his cheekbones, his nose, his eyebrows, his forehead, his jawline, his chin, his lips. he kisses your finger when you touch them, staring into your eyes.

"i wanna go to the beach," you suddenly say.

the sparkle in your eyes is irresistable, and Jihoon soon finds himself holding your hand as you take the hotel elevator down to the lobby, wearing bathing suits under your clothes.

you and Jihoon had purposely gotten a hotel by the water so that you could get some beach time in, so there's no way you'd skip this.

the two of you exit the hotel hand-in-hand and start running to the beach just across the street. the sand hitting your toes makes you squeal and Jihoon laughs, squeezing your hand as you draw closer to the water. you already know Jihoon will tease the hell out of you and nearly push you in, so instead, you run up behind him and push him in first.

Jihoon stumbles in the sand and falls into the water, laughing as he pulls his hair out of his eyes.

"i can't be having this much fun alone, y/n," he says in a deep voice, getting up and walking over to you. he wraps his cool, wet arms around your warm ones and pulls you closer with a smirk. he kisses your nose before throwing you into the water with him, yet making sure he's behind you so he ends up getting wet and you simply fall on top of him.

you slap his chest lightly and whine, telling him to never do that again even though the way his strong arms caught you made you feel butterflies. he kisses your face, now salty from the water and smiles up at you from below. the way the water droplets on your skin and hair reflect the sun's light makes you seem like a mystical sea creature, and Jihoon admired you with a grin until you shyly tell him to stop staring.

"i can stare at the love of my life all i want, thanks," Jihoon says, brushing the hair out of your eyes.

you take hold of his strong forearms, wrapped around your waist, as you lean in to kiss your pretty boyfriend's forehead. he shuts his eyes and enjoys the feeling of your warmth, the sound of the sea and the gentle breeze that makes him shiver.

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heyy girl, how are u? i know ive been kinda missing but i might need your advice on something bc im very confused and unsure (and my friends are being kind of unhelpful bitches lol

So, im in college right? and theres a lot of fraternities around, and I met this guy, a friend of a friend, and he lives in a fraternity.

So far so good right? We kinda flirted with each other for a few days until a party last night where we finally hooked up (i was drunk but everyone said it was pretty hot :)) but i had to leave bc my roomate was very sick so i never got to talk to him abt anything else basically. And my friend said tomorrow they'll have a small party to celebrate a bday on that fraternity, and everyone keeps saying i should lose my virginity to this guy (ik shocking im a virgin), but the thing people dont understand is that i get attached very quickly and to me our kiss basically locked in, so im kinda nervous ill get attached and he wouldnt want anything serious w me

Reading it back it feels kinda dumb but specially for people on campus and SPECIALLY on fraternities is very rare for u to get kinda together w someone so quick, so I DUNNO WHAT TO DO

- 💋

hiii babes, ofc ofc im always here to help!! and remember not even my opinion should persuade you into anything, cus I can only go off of my own experiences with virignity loss and hook ups 💞 but I hope my insights helpful!!

I lost my virginity at 16 back in high school (a long time ago and not at all saying ur guy is like this ! cus he probably isnt! especially cus hes an adult so I hope to fucking hell he isn’t) and it definitely happened very fast and quick, texted for a few days, made out, and then met up to have sex. in summary it ended with my nudes being leaked around the school and almost a felony on my name (for sending them?) but the thing ive took out of it (and only reason for the story, im srry cus I was so young so it might seem weird to include) n held close is to remember trust is one of the most important parts of sex really! because your putting your pleasure and body into someone elses hands, but also your emotional trust because sex is so much more than just getting physical for a few minutes, and its important to remember that the lingering thoughts shouldn’t ever be negative, or the guy broke the trust you put in him. truly the after sex reaction is just as important as being taken care of during. in my experience, because I didnt know the guy well, I went into it blind not knowing what I total asshole he was.

and trust, in my eyes, means knowing you’ll be treated right afterwards no matter what, even without a relationship basic aftercare if the bare minimum. and to me it doesn’t seem like you are convinced he’ll do that for you ! so pls pls be careful 💞 who knows ! he might be an amazing guy but if you arnt ready to take that step yet, don’t ! because the good ones are always willing to wait. I would say text him/talk to him in person if you have to too. because and I’m hoping not but you never know, his and your friends might have ‘talked’, and sex might be on his mind too. so if you feel comfortable, get on the same page with him with whatever you decide angel !! you deserve to lose your virginity and be glowing afterwards, its so much better than regretting it 💗 whether u choose to get to know him better or lose your virginity to him, stay safe bby and use safety <3 (pls make sure to discuss possible STD history on his side too btw !)

hope this helped a little love, love you and never let anyone pressure you please, cus fuck that

#my pretty 💋 anon <3

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angstyandromanticwriting · 1 year

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Lyutsifer Safin X Reader Discovery prompt

!TW: Mention of word ‘death’, mention of word ‘abused’, light violence (just ‘pushed’)!

“But I love you-”

“This isn’t love, Safin,” you interrupted, “it’s obsession.” Safin wore a hurt look on his face, before he looked away from you. “I can’t even go back home by myself when I want to see my friends,” you uttered, and he glanced up at you.

“I’m afraid of losing you, angel-”

“I’ve told you more than a hundred times that you won’t lose me,” you reminded him, annoyed. You sighed, noticing that he seemed upset, and you felt bad as you placed your hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, Safin,” you concluded, “I’ll stay here, with you.”

Safin shook his head, not wanting you to feel as if you were trapped. “No,” he responded, “if you want to spread your wings, angel, you may do so whenever you like from now on, as long as you promise me that you’ll come back.”

You nodded, simply amazed that he’d become willing so suddenly to let you go back home. “I promise I’ll return to you, Safin,” you assured, and Safin tried to believe you, nodding slowly as he placed his hand on your cheek, before he nervously leaned forward to connect his lips to your’s.

“Nothing will take you from me,” Safin mused, trying to convince himself, “not even death.” Safin hesitated for a moment, wondering if you’d change your mind. “Are you sure you want to leave, angel? If my workers have abused you in any way, I could keep you safe from them,” he stated, and added smugly, “they’re all afraid of me.”

“Don’t, Safin - You’ve already said that I can leave,” you whined, and Safin nodded gravely, giving in. “I’ll tell you when I want to come back, okay?” You stated, and Safin nodded again, hating himself for letting you leave, though you’d return in a few days.

𖧷☭𖤍

You would be shocked as you wandered into the laboratory; you’d decided to explore the base more during the night when Safin wouldn’t be with you, but you didn’t realise that he’d followed you quietly down the steps; he always seemed to notice when you were no longer beside him. “What the,” you whispered, looking around at all the equipment.

You would be startled when you heard the glass door open behind you, and you spun around to find Safin. “You seem to have flown too far from your nest angel,” he remarked, and you wouldn’t know what to say immediately, stammering as he slowly advanced closer to you.

“W-What the Hell are you doing with all this stuff?” You questioned, and Safin grinned, lifting his hand so his fingertips could lightly touch your cheek, before you turned your head away.

“I cannot tell you what exactly I’m doing, angel, but,” he answered slowly and gently, “I’ll give you a hint: I’d rather destroy everything and everyone than surrender you.”

Safin tried to kiss you, but you pushed him away, surprising him as he looked on at you with a dazed expression on his face. “You’re going to kill everyone,” you whispered, and Safin scowled at you, but he tried to stop himself from hurting you. “You’re a monster!” You cried, and Safin’s grip on the counter became stronger as he felt his anger building.

“Too bad, Y/n,” Safin muttered, “you’re stuck with me.”

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Hope you enjoyed this prompt! ❤️

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