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voxmortuus · 2 years

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001 completely destroying your pussy fic?

PAIRING: Peter Ballard x Fem!Reader

UNIVERSE: Stranger Things

WORDS: 388

SUMMARY/PROMPT: See above <3

Trigger Warning(s): Nothing but pure smut.... no context | Character Death | PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT ANYTHING!!! I want to make sure readers are fully aware of what they are getting themselves into when they read this…

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It was the way he filled you, the way he stretched you, how you gripped around his throbbing cock as Peter pressed himself into you. His arms wrapped around your waist. Looking over the back of your head, he snarled as he felt how wet you had become in such a short time. He had decided to let you go and forced you flat against the cold metal counter.

Licking his lips, his hand was pressed on the side of your head, his other hand gripped at your hip, his fingers digging into your curvy hip. His thrusts begin off slow, building momentum, but soon they begin to pick up, faster and harder. Your lower lips quiver with such want, feeling yourself getting wetter as he gets wetter. It's like this possessive need washed over him.

His growls and his snarls, they were because of you, for you, the way you gripped him was something he very much enjoyed the feeling of. It was something he wanted all the time from you. You were his, and he was going to make that quite clear. His motions were rough, his grip was tight and strong, and his grunts filled the room as your moans matched his, echoing in his mind, fueling him.

Each thrust got rougher, it was getting to the point of pleasurable pain. His hands moving over you, his snarls bouncing off the walls of the room. It was this uncontrollable deviousness that pushed from him. His hands gripping even tighter against your hips, his fingers starting to leave bruises against your pale flesh.

Feeling that release starting to build, he picked the pace up a little quicker. Feeling it in the pit of your core, he could smell it, sense it, feel it as your dripping walls clenched around him. Unable to control your finish you began to raise the volume of your moans, into mere screams. Within a matter of moments, you were unable to contain yourself as you had let off such a powerful release. Feeling his own fill you. He pulls from you, looks you over, and he said nothing, but you knew you weren't allowed to wash yourself up. You knew he marked you as his, with a smile, you kiss his cheek, readjust your skirt, and head back to your office.

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voxmortuus · 2 years

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heyy, i LOVE your writing i think it’s amazing. i would like to request a degradation kink smut for 001/peter ballard, i totally understand if your not comfortable with that!

PAIRING: Peter Ballard x Fem!Reader

UNIVERSE: Stranger Things

WORDS: 908

SUMMARY/PROMPT: See above <3

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You've been watching him for months since you took the job. Just something you couldn't shake and something you really wanted to explore. You could never figure out why or what had caused this need and urge for him; it was just this loin quivering need. Maybe it was his hands, how he spoke, or knowing that deep down, he was this powerful man who could rip you in half just by looking at you. Whatever it was, today was the day you find out.

What you lacked in realizing was that he also noticed you. Of course, it was hard not to you were always so polite to Peter, saying hello, light touches on his arm, a soft stare, a sweet smile, offering to eat your lunch with him. He took notes on this, and truth be told, he was just as curious.

"Hello, Peter." you smile as he approaches you in the hall.

"Good Afternoon, Y/N. Follow me, please." He smirks.

Without any hesitation, you turn as he passes you. Practically on his heels, he turns down a hall that is never used, and your brow arches.

"Where are we going, Peter?" You ask.

"Stupid girl, don't ask questions." he tells you. Your brow furrows, but then you think it isn't so bad. Shrugging, you give a small smile and a soft chuckle.

As you make another turn, he reaches behind him, grabs your wrist, spins you to face him, and backs you into a hidden corner out of view of the main path. With a slight tilt of his head and a tiny twitch of his right eye, he looks you over.

"Such a stupid, curious, girl you are."

"What?"

"Don't act like I'm obvlious to what you want."

"What is this?"

"You know exactly what this is, stupid girl."

You lick your lips and clear your throat. "I'm afraid I don't know what you're getting at, Peter."

"I know what you want."

Looking over you, his fingers brush against the skirt of your dress. Tilting his head, he chuckles.

"As suspected, stupid girl, you're not wearing any panties. You never do. Don't think I don't notice." he steps closer to you. "Such a needy, desperate, slut you are." He moves his hand a little further to the edge of your skirt, and his finger grazes your thigh. "Such a touch-starved whore."

Your leg presses against his fingers, and you bite the lower corner of your lip and nod your head a bit, your breathing picks up, and your eyes search his face. What were you looking for and fuckin Christ he wasn't far off. You were touch-starved, and you would be anything he wanted you to be. Feeling his hand slide up your inner thigh he reaches your warm, wet, desperate center and he shakes his head tisking.

"My my, look what we have here..." He pulls his fingers out and looks over your face sticking them in your mouth. "So wet, and I haven't even done anything yet. Stupid, desperate, little whore you are." You look over his face as you lick and suck on his fingers a little more before he pulls them from your mouth and slips his fingers back between your lower lips.

His fingers begin to work your swollen bud as you let out a soft whimper and a shiver. Your hips move slightly as he moves his thigh between your legs, placing his hand against his leg you move your hips a little more. With a soft growl, you look over him and bite your lip. A soft nod of his head and you press your hips against his palm and feel as he slips his middle and ring finger into you, almost as if hooking you in place. You move your hips just enough to feel his fingers slip against your entrance and your clit rubbing against his palm. You tremble.

"Are you a desperate whore?" He asks and you nod.

"You dream of this don't you, stupid girl?" He asks and you nod.

"Are you dead brained, stupid girl?" He asks and you nod, your hips moving faster.

"You enjoy being a needy whore, don't you stupid girl?" He asks and you nod letting out a soft moan feeling yourself getting closer.

"Stupid girl, you can't finish yet..." You whimper.

Moving his leg from between yours he steps closer, his hand between your legs, his thumb working your bud as his fingers dive a little deeper into you. You gasp and grip at his shoulders, your knees shake, your breath wavers, your eyes close, your head falls against his chest, and your insides shake.

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" You are close to a scream and you take in a deep breath. "Oh fuck!" You begin to feel your finish begin and clench tightly around his fingers as if holding it.

"Are you my stupid desperate whore?"

"Oh, absolutely."

"Then you may finish."

Without a shadow of a second, you let out a heavy FUCK and your entire body shakes. He pulls his fingers from you and licks them before he places them in your mouth and looks at you with a soft smile.

"Just what the doctor ordered stupid girl. I will see you again, I'm sure, the second dose is in 4 hours. Don't be late, and remember... you're a desperate whore." He says, and all you can do is nod and watch him walk away.

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voxmortuus · 2 years

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Hi! Can you write where 001 is already vecna but when the reader saw his face it's Peter's face and also they're with the hawkins gang so they got cursed or something.

PAIRING: Peter Ballard x Fem!Reader

UNIVERSE: Stranger Things

WORDS: 663

SUMMARY/PROMPT: See above <3

Trigger Warning(s): Mention of drowning | Mention of Bullying | Character Death | PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT ANYTHING!!! I want to make sure readers are fully aware of what they are getting themselves into when they read this…

NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, I'm hoping this finds you well love! This is my first Peter Ballard piece... PLEASE BE NICE!!!

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Sitting in the forest with a group of friends, talking about the murders, how odd they were and had become, how you all hoped they caught Eddie the Freak Munson. You really had nothing to contribute to the conversation and decided to get up and wander off. As you walked through the forest, you suddenly felt something a little off, a tingle to the skin, a pressure on your shoulders.

Walking down the path, you hear this odd-sounding grandfather clock. Looking around overheard others talking about it, but you never put any value to what they were saying, not until now. You look around and find yourself wandering around the nothingness. You begin to panic, and your heart starts pounding, looking around left, right, spinning, trying to feel where you are, but there is nothing.

You begin to run once you hear your name being called. Looking around, you feel the voice is coming from behind you. Nothing but panic hits you. You're afraid to call out. You feel your mouth dry and your heart in your throat. Running, you run into someone and fall on your butt, looking up you see this creature standing in front of you, Vecna. You start to scoot backward, but he just gets closer.

"There is no point in running, Y/N. You know what you did... that guilt you feel about the girl you helped drown four years ago."

"No! I didn't help!"

"But you didn't stop it either. I see the guilt you hold. You could have stopped it. You are no better than the ones who did, in fact... watch for yourself."

As he stops talking, the area you're in begins to change, you see the kids drowning this girl, and you see yourself standing there, laughing, but you can feel the emotions pulsing through you, wanting to tell them to stop. Your heart begins to pound harder.

"STOP! JUST STOP!" you call out. "Let me see you! The real you! If you're going to kill me, show me your face!"

You hear a laugh. And you look up, and you see this man approaching you. He's wearing all white, with blood splattered across his face. While you see Peter, he's far from. "This face will show you no kindness, just like you showed no kindness to that girl. For years, you bullied that girl, jumped with the others in hopes of being their friend. THIS FACE WILL SHOW YOU NO MERCY!" Vecna screamed.

"I don't want mercy, I want-"

"It doesn't matter what you want, because what you want will only end up going forever unheard and unfulfilled. Your fate is in my hands, your entire life is in my hands." the blue eyes search your face, and you let out a defeated breath.

"I've always felt bad for what happened. Always felt bad for who I became, who I was going to be, I tried... but trying isn't going to get me out of this now is it?" You ask, relevantly calm. He looks at you and shakes your head.

What you don't see was the moment he rose his hand, you rose from the ground, bringing you up higher into the air, you begin to choke on air, gasping and grasping for what you can't reach for. You shake, and you feel light and tingly. Reaching for him as his eyes darken, you watch as everything around you darkens. It's like looking through pinholes and all you see is Peter staring back at you, but his face isn't the last thing you see, Peter fades, and Vecna is staring back at you.

Your body falls to the ground, twisted, broken, gray, and lifeless. A husk of a corpse. Your friends come running looking for you, and when they find you, they find what they were dreading, yet another citizen of Hawkins, taken by what they will never see, but their fate is coming, it's only a matter of time before they're next.

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We Must Be Quiet

PAIRING: Peter Ballard/001 x Fem!Reader

UNIVERSE: Stranger Things

WORDS: 569

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SUMMARY/PROMPT: I had lost the original because I accidently deleted it, but this was an anon request for female reader having to sneak around with 001, afraid that Brenner would find out and not wanting to get caught! Anon, I'm sorry I accidently deleted your request!

A/N: I had made some adjustments, due to the age of patients, I have gone with the idea of the reader being Brenner's daughter, reason for them sneaking around.

NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, I'm hoping this finds you well love! This is my first Peter Ballard piece... PLEASE BE NICE!!!

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"Shh." he tells you, gripping your hand tightly as you sneak down the dark hall of the institution. You were supposed to be visiting your father, well more of a surprise visit, though very much against protocol for the institution, for you Brenner made a very special exception. A soft giggle escapes your lips as you place your hands on his neck and kiss him again. "We must be quiet, we cannot get caught." he says between your kisses.

With his hands gripped at your thighs he pulls you closer to the edge of the bed in the dark hallway. Licking your lips you pull at the band of his pants and whimper softly feeling his lips against your neck. Biting the corner of your lower lip you manage to undo his pants and scoot yourself closer to the edge of the bed, wrap your legs around him, and guide him in with little to no effort.

Letting out a jagged breath you push him deeper as his fists press into the bed, he lets out a heavy groan, and his jaw clenches. His thrusts start slow and paced as you grip at his shirt. Your breathing becomes labored as he finally wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer, closing the gap between you. His lips against yours as you shiver against him, your inner walls wet and velvety clenching around his member. You shiver as he begins to hit that sweet spot, feeling his cock twitch against it you let out a soft whimper.

"You feel so good." he smirks against your lips.

"Yeah?" You ask with a soft chuckle.

"Yeah, so wet, warm, tight... so good." he whispers.

"Well, it's your fault." you whimper.

As he continues, both of your quicken your breathing, and his thrusts pick up, knowing he's on a time limit, you move with him, quickly, quietly, and with this desperate need for more. As his thrusts quicken ever so slightly, you grip around his length harder, tighter, almost as if pulling him in. Letting out a soft whimper, you bite your lip trying to be quiet. Feeling you get closer, he looks over your face, and you look into his eyes.

"Cum in me..."

"But the risk?"

"Breed me." You whisper.

With a soft growl, he smirks and buries his cock deeper inside you as pull him in with your heels against his lower back. Against your lips, he lets out a heavy breath.

"You need to cum for me first."

With that command, you begin to shiver, burying your face into his shoulder, your walls pulse around him almost as if milking him for his release. Shoving himself deeper into you, he lets out a heavy groan, filling you.

After a few brief moments, he slowly pulls himself from you and quickly puts himself away. He grabs your panties and shoves them in his pocket, and smirks. Helping you down from the bed, he tilts his head and chuckles. You two begin to walk down the hall. You look up at him and smile, hearing your father, your heart begins to pound. You lean in.

"You're leaking down my leg..."

"Good afternoon, Dr. Brenner, I was just showing her around. I will tend to the children now, we were just looking for you." He looks at you and smiles. "It was wonderful to meet you, Y/N. Don't be a stranger."

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voxmortuus · 2 years

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Vecna x female reader

Fluff to smut

Reader is as strong as he is and helps him pick his victims

Soulmate au

Sub reader

PAIRING: Vecna x Fem!Reader

UNIVERSE: Stranger Things

WORDS:

SUMMARY/PROMPT: See above <3

Trigger Warning(s): Mention of killing | Fingering | PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT ANYTHING!!! I want to make sure readers are fully aware of what they are getting themselves into when they read this…

NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, I'm hoping this finds you well love! I had a very hard time with this piece... I'm so sorry it's not my best quality and a little choppy and all over the place, but I did try.

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What were you to Vecna? What were you to yourself? Vecna saw you as his soulmate, the one to help him, the one he sought out to help him choose his victims, to choose those who felt the guilt deep enough to be turned into hollow husks of nothing. What was it you truly desired in life? Shit, you didn't even know because you weren't ready for what you thought you could handle. But at the end of the day, you found it easier to be with him and choose with him than you ever were able to do alone.

When he brought you into the upsidedown you were lost, forever lost, but he helped you find your way, he helped lead you, he never wanted to kill you... he chose you. That's gotta mean something, right? All he wanted to was to show you that his world wasn't scary, it wasn't what others screamed about. He wanted you to know that his place was your home, and he was your master, and he would teach you the ways, and anything you needed to know.

Vecna had no problems with you, you were cooperative and understanding, and you two got close, you bonded in a way he had never bonded with anyone else before. You were his soulmate and it was like everything bad in the world, it wasn't bad anymore. At least not in your eyes. You wanted to make him happy, and dare say even proud. You two started picking people, and eventually, he started having you pick for him. It worked out in this odd way that made everything come together at the end of the day. Bonding over making people suffer.

At times, you doubted yourself and questioned yourself, but he always made you feel like you had a purpose, and your purpose was to make him happy, and you did just that. When this all started, you were that one person in the living world that understood him and never judged him, and he cherished that. Though most wouldn't believe it. He hung onto things, he hung on to the way you made him feel. But you held this guilt about something you once did, and that was his way of bringing you here. He never intended to kill you.

Today, today was a good day, but the aspect of finding someone to kill today was going to be hard, you had to focus, and though your focus was shaken, there was something there that spoke out. You focused harder, hearing that guilt pulse through those roots of the ground, hearing those whispers of things they wish they never had from what they had done. Hearing those murmurs you smirk, and look over at Vecna and you have this almost excited expression on your face. Walking to him you place your hand against his chest and smile.

"I've found the next one love." you muse lightly.

"Good... very good. Shall we?" he asked.

Nodding you follow closely behind him as he leads the way, picking up on where this person is, Vecna does what he does best. But this time, was a little different. This time he wanted you to do it with him, to help him, to show him that you were capable of doing anything.

Your mind raced as you helped him kill the girl. Leaning in he kissed you against the side of your head and had taken your hand and led you to a deeper place where it was darker as his hand caressed the lips between your hips. Slowly he worked your bud, feeling the wetness as his fingers dipped a little lower as he slid them inside of you.

Your hips buckle a moment completely taken off guard, you let out a soft whimper as he picks up the pace. Your breathing begins to stagger as you move your hips against his palm as his fingers dive deeper into you, your bud rubbing against him as you let out a louder moan.

He was prepping you, reading you for something more, something bigger, something better, but he pulled his hand away and looked over your face.

"Show me one more victim, and I'll give you what you desire so much."

"Yes, Sir." you whimper hating that he left you hanging, but you understood.

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