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Hiii gorgeous, could you please do one that Y/n have a fight with Rafe and she walk away and go to the beach for a walk and find JJ then they end kissing end sleeping together, and other day rafe start to tease JJ and he use they night together for provoking Rafe??? Hope you understand ❤️❤️❤️ Love your stories
A/N: omg of course i can, thanks for sending in a request (i do take requests for those who would like to) also i hope you enjoy it🥹 and thank you so much! i appreciate you🩷
Warnings: MDNI 18+, Smut (P in V), Creampie, Choking, Cheating
You decide to take a walk along the beach to get some air. You and Rafe just got into it and you didn’t want to deal with him right nowz It was dark but lucikly it was well lit in certain areas due to the houses along the beach. This is what you currently needed. It was quiet, except for the sound of the waves, definitely a good place to clear some head space.
“Y/n? Is that you?” You turn around hearing a familiar voice calling out to you.
“JJ?” You question, wondering what he was doing out on the beach this late at night just as you were.
“Are you okay princess? What are you doing out here by yourself and where’s the Kook Prince?” JJ jokes but the look on his face turns to concern when he approaches you.
“I’m fine J, just needed to get some fresh air. Honestly who cares where Rafe is? Probably left the house when I did. We got into a fight if you must know.” You mutter while messing with the hem of your dress. You had just gotten home from a dinner party with the Kook trio when you and Rafe got into a fight so you were still in a mini dress with a full face of makeup on.
“Are you trying to get your mind off of him or somethin’? Is that why you’re here all alone? Because I can help with that..” JJ shrugs. He looks you up and down not even trying to hide the fact he was totally eye fucking you.
“J what—what are you getting at?” You ask, even though you knew exactly what he meant and you knew him well enough to know he wasn’t joking. You knew JJ had a thing for you but as always, you only had eyes for Rafe Cameron.
“Y/n, you know exactly what I’m getting at.” JJ clearly states. He inched closer to you until you could feel the heat emitting from his body, it sent shivers down your spine and your knees buckle. You could feel his breath on you and you felt your pussy throb. This is so wrong, but so right? Shit. God damn it JJ.
He brings his hand to your face, removing strands of hair near your eye and tucking it behind your ear. “You are so pretty y’know that?” JJ whispers as he leans down to kiss your soft lips. You wanted to pull away, no, you had to pull away, but you didn’t. You kiss him back. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you into him, his tongue finding it’s way into your mouth like he was starving.
“You sure ‘bout this Y/n?” JJ asks. He knew you were still with Rafe and wanted to make sure you knew what you were getting yourself into.
“Mhm. Please J. I want you. I need you to make me feel good. Make me forget for the night.” You whimper. JJ picks you up and places you down on the sand where his towel was placed. He pulls your dress up just enough so he could see your red lace panties and pulls them to the side. He reaches for his shorts, unzipping them and pulling his cock out giving it a few pumps. The precum dripping from his tip falling onto your pussy making you tremble with need.
“I’m going to make you forget all about him princess. It’s just you and me right now.” JJ coos.
“Oh, yes, yes!” You cry as JJ spits on your pussy and rubs his rough fingers along your cunt and thrusts his fingers into you. He doesn’t hesitate when he pulls his fingers out and slams his cock deep in you making you scream.
“Ah! Fuck princess. You are so god damn tight. Feels too fuckin’ good just like I imagined you’d feel.” JJ growls, pumping his cock in and out of you. Slow at first, then his speed starts to pick up, making your tits bounce in that gorgeous dress of yours.
“Oh my god, faster. Harder. Please! Fuuuck. Give it to me J!” You moan. JJ wraps his hand around your throat and leans in level to your face, his cock still ravaging your insides.
“Sh, shh. You need to be more quiet pretty girl, you wouldn’t want anyone in thoses houses above to come out and see us now would ya?” JJ chuckles.
“I think I’m gon—“ You cry but JJ cuts you off.
“Cum for me Princess. M’gonna cum inside of this sweet, wet, tight little pussy of yours. You ready?” JJ smirks, curses falling from his lips as he grunts with each thrust.
“Yes! Yes! I’m cumming J!” You scream, and hearing your orgasm was all it took for JJ. He grabbed your tits and rammed his cock inside you a few more times until his cock twitched. He bucked his hips and he was deep inside you, his cock pulsating and shooting thick ropes of cum inside your cunt.
“Fuck. That was….amazing, but we must never speak of this JJ okay?” You swallowed, the reality setting in now. He nodded and pulled out and away from you to let you situate yourself.
“Nah I get it. One time thing.” JJ sighed. You fixed your hair and straightened your dress then leaned down to give JJ a kiss on the cheek.
“Thanks for tonight though.” You smiled as you walked off.
The next morning you and Rafe head to the country club to meet up with Top and Kelce. You were still upset with him but he dragged you out no matter how much you fought him on it. You totally forgot JJ even worked there until you sat down for breakfast and of course, he was your waiter. Fuck. Just great.
“Well, well, now what do we have here?” Rafe looks up at JJ but JJ keeps his eyes locked on you.
“Just here to take your order, it’s my job.” JJ retorted.
“Well maybe you should look at me instead, I’ll be doing the ordering. Don’t look at Y/n. She isn’t yours to gawk at. She’s mine. My girl. You got that? She wouldn’t want a dirty little pogue like you Maybank.” Rafe taunted. You slumped in your seat, worried for what might happen next.
“Rafe please. That’s enough.” You insisted, but there was no use you knew Rafe loved to provoke people, especially JJ.
“That’s not what she told me last night Cameron.” JJ knew he shouldn’t have said anything but he just couldn’t let Rafe win. Not this time.
“What the fuck did you just say to me? What does that fucking mean? Y/n?” Rafe shot out of his seat and grabbed JJ by the collar. You couldn’t look at Rafe or JJ, you couldn’t move, you just sat there.
“I fucked your girl. On the beach. Last night. She came all over my dick and I came inside that sweet fuckin’ tight pussy of hers. I don’t think she’s completely yours anymore.” JJ boasted. Rafe’s mind went blank and all he saw was red. He threw a punch at JJ’s face, and JJ returned the favor, punching Rafe right on the nose. They kept throwing punches at each other, bloody and all.
“Quit it! That’s enough! Both of you, just stop! Please!” You shout. You knew you fucked up by sleeping with JJ last night, it was to make yourself feel better. That night you slept with JJ was the exact same day you found out Rafe was cheating on you. Sarah texted you the details and your heart sank. Rafe said sorry and acted like nothing happened, like everything was okay. It wasn’t.
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MORESAL of praise | e.m.
Pairing: Up-and-coming Musician!Eddie Munson x Girlfriend Musician reader
Warning: 18+ Cursing, Smut (p in v), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Reader is intimidated by Eddie's size, Praise kink, Pet names, cockwarming, Eddie being a tool, barely proofread, reader and Eddie are both in their mid-twenties, From y/n perspective
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There's a squeak to my door that needs fixing, and a water leak somewhere that needs tending.
I asked my tenant to fix it, but he tells me: "This is what you get when you pay $300 a month."
The Luminary, home of musicians trying to live for cheap.
I sit my guitar case on the creaking floors, and kick off my ten-hut boots.
My apartment had been cold. A dull gray atmosphere manifested itself not only due to the cold weather outside but also the poor insulation through my apartment walls.
The door to my room was slightly cracked and I noticed between the lines of static silence were the faint sounds of acoustic strings.
I opened the door. In my room, there was one dim lamp light lit. It shined a yellow hue on my boyfriend, who sat on the edge of my bed. Eddie had been playing his black acoustic guitar--the one he wrote "This machine slays dragons" in white paint on, his notebook he often wrote in laid open next to him, a black ink pen between the margins of the notebook.
He doesn't look up at me when I tell him "Hi."
His concentration was on the nylon strings of his acoustic guitar as he mutters an "Oh, hey." back.
My boyfriend looked beautiful at the moment, inattentive, yet beautiful. The warm yellow tone reflected his pallor skin, strands of his thick curly hair tucked behind his ear, and a brown celluloid guitar pick between his teeth. Somewhat of a Vermeer painting.
I walk over to my dresser.
"Sorry, I'd broken in." Eddie says. "I needed to be somewhere quiet, my roommates wouldn't give me that." The roommates that had also doubled as Eddies bandmates.
"It's okay." I say, while shimming out of my black satin skirt. "I was going to ask if you wanted to come over tonight anyway."
My skirt falls to the floor, it pools around my ankles. Next to come off is my stockings, then my shirt, and lastly my bra.
I catch Eddies eyes lingering on my bareback as I fish for something I can sleep in. My hands pick a shirt that said "Margaritaville" and was four sizes too big.
When I turn back around to Eddie, he's back to strumming a random chord then he writes it down in his notebook.
In the small bathroom that connected to my bedroom, I don't look myself in the mirror when I take off my panties and throw them into the hamper.
Now getting into bed, I crawled over to where Eddie sat, sitting behind him on the weight of my knees.
Eddie had seemed to form some sort of a strumming pattern with his song, but he didn't seem to like the sound of it by the harsh glare he gave his guitar.
"It sounds pretty." I assure him.
He lets out a low mumble that sounds like a "Thank you."
"Thinking about playing it to the guys, play it at our audition at Beacon records, maybe?"
I hum as I slowly walked on my knees, my calloused hands gripping his bare shoulders. "Mmm-hmm," I say as he kept speaking, but I was too busy stroking his hair to fathom anything he was saying.
I lean in closer to his body, enveloping myself in his warmth.
My boyfriend: the thermal.
I bring my lips to his neck, and in one long hard suck, I kiss the flesh. His reaction is what catches me off guard.
"Babe." he turns to me, he stares at me with the same glare he gave his guitar. "I'm almost done." He continued. "Then we can do whatever you want."
The music continues.
My bottom lip start to poke out, and I probably would've started to cry if he was a bit more harsher.
I start to scoot to the head of the bed. "Take as long as you want. I'm going to bed." I tell him.
I get underneath my cold blankets, lay to my side and force myself to sleep (despite not being sleepy).
Suddenly, his strumming stops.
With one eye opened, I peak at him (out of curiosity). I squeeze both my eyes shut when I feel Eddie get up from the bed, his bones cracking in the mitts.
He leans his guitar on the wall, and places his closed notebook on the bedside table.
We accidentally make eye contact when he turns off the lamp light, I squeeze my eyes in a haste, but l feel the smirk on his lips illuminating in the darkness of my room.
Eddie then slips underneath the covers beside me, his clipped nails and rough hands graze the plush of my slender hips. I feel his smirked lips kiss the dip of my shoulder blade.
"I'm trying to sleep." I mumble.
"No you're not." He says, breathing on the nape of my neck.
I feel Eddie's muscular hands turn me over by the shoulders. When we're face to face I get a glimpse of his shadow covered face, alabaster skin darker then normal.
Eddie traces a finger over the line of my jaw and pulled my body tight to his chest. His body heat makes me feel less cold. Eddie brings a warmness to me that spreads from my temples, to my limps and it makes me melt like ice cream on a midsummer day's night.
"You're freezing." he states.
My lips part as his thump soothes the petal skin of my jawline.
"Lemme make you warm. Lemme make up for before, yeah?" He said in that voice I couldn't resist. It's a low, gravelly tone. A tone filled with assurance and leverage.
And though I wanted to roll over and play sleep, I simply couldn't. With sluggish eyes and a parted mouth (due to his thumb playing with my bottom lip) I found myself nodding to Eddie's words.
As Eddie crawls on top of me, I combed my fingers through his thick dark curls. Eddie's the one to close the gap between our mouths.
The kiss begins with the utmost tenderness. It was long enough that I could inhale his breath, feel the warmness of his skin, and tasted the last thing that lingered on his lips (the celluloid guitar pick).
But, with the hunger of a starving man, Eddie deepens the kiss. I responded to him with a low mewl between the gnawing and the suckling.
When I feel Eddie's hand snake to where our cores met, I stopped him.
He hovers over me with concerning eyes, and red-bitten lips.
"Did I do something wron--"
"I want to ride you." I breathlessly say, earning another smirk from him and glint in his eyes.
In a swift motion, Eddie and I switched places, with him now being on the bottom while I was on top. Eddie rests his back on the metallic bars of my headboard. In this position, the moonlight peaking from my curtains had shined on his face, leaving me in the shadows.
I start to adjust myself by bunching the hem of my shirt around my waist; Eddie adjusts himself by lifting his weight to pull down his boxers, and that's when I feel it.
I feel the warmth that radiates from his cock to my wet slit. His tip nearly meshing with my clit.
Eddie's cock had had a slight curved mushroom shape to it with a hefty girth to it as well, with three large straining veins running along the side of it.
His reddening tip spewed drops of clear pre-cum that leaked down from his dick and to my thighs.
I gawked at his cock, with slightly parted lips.
Oh, how I yearned for Eddie to be inside of me all day. During my yearning, Eddie was on top. It occurred to me then that I'd never ridden Eddie before. Eddie is always the one to do the penetrating.
My eyes met with his, a devious look in his deep, earthy brown eyes.
"Sorry." I mutter.
Eddie looks at me with a condescending grin as I lift myself up by my knees. I give a few tugs to his cock, before aligning his length to my entrance.
I feel the supple wetness of my cunt drip down my thighs and onto the puddle of Eddie's pre-cum that resides there, as I inch him closer to me.
It was either the intimidation or excitement in my lower belly that lead me to stop.
"Can you help me?" I mumble.
"What?" Eddie says, cuffing his hand behind his ear. Whatta prick.
"You heard me." I said.
"I believe I didn't sweetheart, you were mumbling."
He knew for a fact he heard me; we were so close to one another that I could listen to the fluids swishing around in his belly. But for the sake of it,
"Can you help me?" I repeat, this time loud and clear.
"Ohh, that's what I thought you said." He decides to play dumb, desperation pulls on my face. "Thought you wanted to ride me, huh?"
"I do, but I'm scared it won't fit." I say.
"It fit all those other times." He rebuttals.
"But all those other times weren't like this." I stare deep into his eyes and poke out my bottom lip. "Please, just help me."
"Oh, don't cry sweets, you know I was gonna help ya, y'know." He tells me. "But first, take off your top fr'me."
I comply, watching him watch me take off my "Margaritaville" shirt and discarding it onto the floor.
Now completely bare, I feel my nipples start to pebble at the cool breeze of my apartment.
Eddie's mouth latches onto my left breast like a moth to a flame. I feel his hand give my right breast a firm squeeze. As his lips and tongue revolved around my sensitive buds, the tips of his curls tickled my chest.
"Eds." I gasp, bringing his head closer to my chest as if I were trying to feed him.
In the next moment, he spilled a few drops of saliva on my other nipple and flicked the newly wet nub, and started to suck on the puffy skin.
"Eds, baby, you're doing so good." I moan. Eddie hums in acknowledgment, concentrating on my left nipple like it was his guitar and notebook.
"But please, Eddie, I need you inside of me; I'm dripping here." I whine.
Eddie slowly detaches himself from my right nipple, a string of saliva connecting his lips from my nub. He looks down at the slickness that coats his and my thighs.
"Shit." he curses. He looks at me with those chocolate brown eyes of his, and a look of flattery on his face. "And I didn't even have to touch that little clit of yours to have you dripping like this."
"Eddie, please!"
"Alright, alright." He says. "By the way, y'know you're beautiful when you're all whiney and struggling on me."
Before I can rebuttal, I see Eddie gripping the thick base of his cock; as he brings his tip to my entrance, I bite on my bottom lip out of pure anticipation.
A faint sigh of relief died on our lips as Eddie melded inside me. I let out a shaky gasp at the sudden stretch. For a brief second, I sit on his cock, taking in his size, taking in his heat.
Involuntary, I clench around his girthy length as a response his cock throbs inside of me. I think if we knew morse code, our private parts could have a flirty conversation without each of us knowing; I giggle at this thought.
Eddie wraps his arms tightly around my waist "You got this mama." He pecks the skin of my collarbone.
With doe eyes I slowly nod my head, before slowly starting to grinding my hips onto his.
"That's it, baby, keep going." Eddie praises, looking up at me with such admiration. I start to quicken my pace, feeling my slick and clit coat his torso.
As Eddie's lips ravishes the dip of my neck, he breaths against my skin: "You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now."
"Then do it." I say. "Fuck me."
And with the quick placement of his large hands groping the plush fat of my waist, Eddie starts to slam my body up and down on his cock in a bouncing motion.
I mewl at his relentless thrust. Groaning every time I feel his ridged cock dragging inside of my gummy walls, I whimper when I feel him graze my sweet-spot, only for him to draw himself back and slam right back into me.
The only sounds to fill the air was skin on skin, hard smacks coming from each time our bodies thrashed.
"Fuckin' shit." Eddie groans. "Look at my girl, taking me so well." Butterflies swarm inside of my belly.
I look down to where Eddie and I connected once again, I see the lips of my cunt touch the base of his cock and then back up to his tip. Eddie fingertips graze the meat of my ass, he gives my cheeks a tight squeeze.
My cup runneth over.
My eyes begin to flutter close. "M'close." I murmured against Eddie's lips. I was tottering on the edge of my climax.
Eddie switches from mercilessly slamming me unto his cock to grinding, rubbing me against him. With the palms of his hands splayed across my ass cheeks, he rubs me closer to him in fast, greedy motions.
"Eds, M'close!" I whine.
"Finish f'me, sweets." He says, voice hoarse like he was on the edge of his climax too.
It was the hoarseness in Eddie's voice, the bead of sweat sloping down the side of his face, and then the delicious feeling of his cock finally bumping into my sweet spot.
A plethora of moans escapes my lips. My back arches at the shockwaves of pleasure that ebbs and flows throughout my body. There's a ripple of orgasmic delight all over. My cunt starts clenching and unclenching around Eddie's cock.
Accompanied with the sounds of our skin slapping is the wet slick coming from my spent cunt.
Lazily, I collapsed into Eddie's chest and bury my face in the croak of his neck, giving him quick little pecks on the hot flesh--my body twitching every now and then.
Eddie still fucks into me.
"Almost there, sweets." he elongates. "You're so good to me." He kisses my cheek. "Always taking me so well in that little cunt of yours, always letting me use you, even when you're on top."
You would think Eddie was talking me through my orgasm, but he was talking him through his, I think his own praised turned him on twice as much.
I start to feel Eddie's cock spasm inside of me. I'm too spent to do anything but pull him tighter to me.
He pushes himself all the way in and stills himself. I feel his cock swell up, and in those two seconds of stillness I can feel just how large Eddie really is.
With each spurt of cum, Eddie's cock pulsates. I feel the warmth and pressure of his cum coating my cervix. With each spurt, Eddie lets out low (gravelly) groans.
Eddie kisses my forehead.
I lay on his chest, listening to the fast paced pumping of his heartbeat. My eyelids start to fall and I start to feel that post-coital weariness.
I try to move myself off of Eddie, but my sore and stiff hips and limps makes it hard.
"What are you doing?" Eddie asks me as I try to move beside him.
"Eddie, I have to get off of you, we can't stay in this position all night." I say.
"Says who?"
And as I snuggled back into Eddie's lap, his semi-hard cock starting to soften inside my warm cunt, I told Eddie he was right.
Who said we couldn't stay enveloped in each other's warmth for the rest of the night? Two lovers wrapped around one another in a cold bed in the cold Luminary. With no money, dead-end jobs, a guitar in hand, and dreams not only of each other but dreams of making a difference someday.
Eddie didn't need to be famous to make a difference in people's lives when he'd already made a difference in mine, my beautiful boyfriend.
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request!!! the nightmare trope with cilly. reader wakes up scared in the middle of the night and he comforts her 💖
pairing: cillian murphy x fem!reader
genre: fluff
warnings: none! <3
(a/n): thank you so much for the request ml!!!! alsooo new divider!! creds to @/saradika-graphics 💗💗 this was not proofread, but ava got a sneak peak and liked it so lmk if there’s any grammatical errors lol
You let out a sharp breath as you jolt up into a sitting position, dry sobs echoing the walls of your bedroom as you cross your arms and grip the opposite forearm for support. You don’t even notice that you’ve woken Cillian until he made himself known.
“Lovey? What is it?” he asked you worriedly, eyes wide, slowly sitting up and leaning on his arm so that he could see you properly.
“I-I…” you manage to pant out, eyes watering.
“Love, you need to use your words. What’s wrong?” He puts a hand to your cheek and softly strokes your face with his thumb in a comforting rhythm. He always knew exactly what to do to calm you down, even when you didn’t.
“I had um.” You pause to take a nervous gulp, eyes now overflowing enough for a few tears to race down your cheeks, some pooling up around Cillian’s thumb. “I had a nightmare…” a sob punctuates your sentence, prompting Cillian to furrow his brow with worry.
“Ohhh my poor sweet girl” he laughs, his hand moving down to rub your shoulder and pull your head against his chest. “I’m so sorry”
You try to lift your head from his chest. “Cill i’m going to get your shirt all wet with tears” you sniffle, another sob of guilt coming on.
“Shh it’s alright love. I can change later. This is about you right now. I’ll be fine.” He pulls you back on his chest and continues rubbing your shoulders. “Now, would you like to talk about what happened, or no? I won’t pressure you, but I’m here if you need me baby.”
You let out a few more soft sobs before wiping your cheeks and lifting your head to look at him. A sense of relief washes over you as soon as you meet his bright blue gaze.
“I just…I was being chased by this monster and he chased me into this house, and when I got into one of the rooms I-“ you’re cut off by a slightly more violent sob, the tears returning your cheeks, your eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to make them stop.
“Shhh take your time, sweet girl. Poor baby.” His lips connect with yours, and linger for a few seconds before he pulls back to give you his attention.
You take a deep breath out and continue to explain to him what happened. “And when I got into this room you were there but…but you were dead” you wail, the tears streaming down your cheeks like a waterfall.
“Oh my sweet caring girl. I’m so sorry you had to think about that. Ohhh poor girl.” He wiped tears from your now puffy eyes to reveal red cheeks. “But I’m here. And I’m not dead, lovey. You don’t need to worry about that.” He places a kiss on your cheek, and begins to rub your shoulders again. “I must say, angel, that sounds an awful lot like the movie we watched tonight…I don’t mean to jump to conclusions, but is there a possibility you got a bit frightened by the movie and that’s why you had this nightmare?”
You nod, ashamed to admit that a silly movie scared you.
He let out a soft chuckle, more pitiful than condescending. “Well why don’t we go back to sleep, baby.”
You lie down on your side and snuggle up closer to him so that his chin is above your head. He puts his arms around you and gentle rubs his thumb against your back, causing a tingly sensation to spread through your body in waves, lulling you closer to sleep. Your eyes flutter, and eventually close. You let out a soft sigh, and he leans his lips close to your ear, tickling the sensetive skin with his warm breath.
“No more scary movies for you, sweet angel. I hate seein’ you all scared.” He whispered. “Sleep now, love. Dream sweet things”. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead as you slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber.
(a/n): ty for reading!! next up is a neil lewis oneshot and a hotch oneshot!! <33
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Birthday Wishes X.MG
A/n - this fic is for my baby @mirxzii <33 HAPPY BIRTHDAAAYY !!!! I literally love u sm I'll try to get this out on march 20th or the start of march ! Also we are both march babies and your birthday is 6 days ahead of mine<33 (we are literally twins atp) I HOPE U ENJOY THE FIC <33 Also happy birthday to everyone else who is celebrating their birthdays on march mwa <3 (divider creds @/cafekitsune & @/saradika-graphics)
Also babka looks so good👁
Synopsis - Being an idol is tough, especially with your strict diet. You wanted to celebrate your birthday in peace but your company thought otherwise, but here comes your boyfriend to the rescue.
Genre/s - Idol!Minghao x idol!reader, fluff, secret relationship, tried to make this gender neutral so y/n is in a split group (kard situation just imagine whatever gender you wish to be! <3), also a mix between smau + written!
Warnings - Mentions of food, Strict(ish) diets mentioned, Cursing, Body shaming(?), use of petnames, If you find more warnings I should add lmk! <3
Wc - est 700 words?
You just got back from a fan meeting, you're so tired and exhausted from it. You were annoyed from how many aegyo requests you got today though.... but you're atleast happy you got tons of gifts from your fans.
" My God... this is a mountain of gifts, so many jewelry this time tho! — "
One of your bandmates butted in " Well... you did mention on a weverse post you been wanting to buy new jewelry, and it is your birthday soon anyways— " Oh, my, God.
Did you really just forget your own birthday? Your OWN birthday?
" I— I JUST FORGOT MY OWN BIRTHDAY. MAKES SENSE WHY I RECIVED SO MANY GIFTS I WHAA- " you again got cutted off but this time by your manager.
" Listen up, we have a busy schedule today and the next few days. And I know y/n its your birthday in a few days, we'll host a weverse live and all that— " " Will there be cake? "
" What? " " You heard me, will there be cake? "
If there was one way to describe you, its that you love your sweets very much. There are numerous compilations of just you eating and adoring sweets as your fans found your sweet tooth the most cutest thing ever.
" Y/n please tell me you're being serious right now— Some netizens are noticing you're putting on some weight. That's a risk to your image! " Your manager scolded you, leaving you and your band members to be silent for a bit.
Your bright smile quickly faded into a slight frown, you were about to say something but quickly closed your mouth.
The leader of your group stepped up and tried to break the tension, " Thank you manager-nim, let's talk a bit later since the members are tired from the fan meeting— I'll see you in the afternoon. "
Your leader bowed down, as the manager left, " Y/n, I know you're a bit upset but you need to know hes trying to look out for you. If they say you need to limit on the cake then you need too. "
You nodded, looking upset.
The leader sighed and looked at you, reaching for there wallet. " Lets buy some Babka, you said you were craving that right? " suddenly you wernt feeling sad, your eyes lightened up. You quickly nodded your head, the leader giggled at your expression and your band headed out of the building to buy foods and treats.
That was your boyfriend for you, the one and only Xu minghao. The public doesn't know you two are dating besides mutual friends and members. Really you both didn't expect you'd be dating each other, your first meeting of each other was scuffed.
It was just when you newly debuted a year after seventeens debut, you were both at a music show award and they won their first award. You rarely knew these guys but you felt so happy for them.
Later after the awardings you saw the same band backstage, you wanting to be friendly approached them. " Hi! I'm y/n from (group name) , I just wanted to congratulate you guys for your first win! " the member who was closest to you looked a bit confused but just gave you a polite smile and a simple thank you, it was a bit awkward so one of the other members from seventeen came forward.
"Thank you y/n, oh I'm seungkwan! That was the8, hes a bit shy and he is still learning Korean and English so bare with him please... " you laughed it off and said it was fine.
After that it felt like the universe just wanted to make you go together at every award show at this point, it was like you couldn't escape them.
So naturally you both expected to always see each other during award shows and sometimes even variety shows. Some of your fans started to notice it and made a little fun inside joke which you all talked about with each other.
When one group is absent the other gets confused, usually after the show you'd be frantically texting each other bombarding everyone with "WHERE ARE YOU" texts. Because of these interactions your groups were very close behind the cameras, so its expected the whole fan base would be shocked to see a picture of you and minghao walking together, alone.
The company cleared it up by saying how it wasn't really them, obviously that didn't work... but the issue died down and no one really remembers it. Non the less after all of that you both still managed to have one of the most best relationships you both have.
But, telling the members the news of you guys dating sent them absolutely going bat shit crazy. After that some members slipped in a little joke or hint about you two, though the fans suprisingly didn't notice.
Time skip — The day of your birthday.
The day has started and you open your weverse notifications and you were bombarded with happy birthday messages, all of your colleagues, members, friends, family all greeted you a happy birthday.
Your birthday live was canceled due to conflicting schedules and you not having the energy but you assured your fans about it saying how you'll do a live as quickly as possible.
Your birthday was great, it was still missing one key thing. Ofcourse the cake, you and your members had a little private party and your company strictly told your members to NOT give you any sweets or anything that might make you gain weight, all you could eat was stupid salads and like one cupcake.
What a killjoy.
You saw everyone else eating whatever they wanted, you envied how much some people didn't care about their weight. It made you feel sick over how people were just eating and stuffing their faces with all kinds of sweets, on your own fucking birthday.
After your little party you went back to your dorm, you were surprised to see your door unlocked though.
You swore it was locked an hour ago, what if someone went in? Shit worse a fan went inside and maybe installed cameras inside?
Or left a creepy note with cameras! Your heart was beating while you slowly entered your dorm, closing and locking the door. You heard a metal sound, its sounds like something fell from the kitchen.
Scared, you grabbed a umbrella that was beside your door and held onto it tightly. You ran towards the kitchen and just started swinging the umbrella around trying to hit whoever or whatever was there.
You heard a thud and looked up, " Fuck— HAO? "
Minghao rubbed his head and looked down at you, " Happy birthday? " he had cake frosting all over his face and hands, and chocolate on his lips.
You dropped the umbrella " Oh baby I'm so sorry for hitting you oh my— you look fucking messy by the way." Minghao rolled his eyes at you.
" Thank you genius. "
Minghao pulled you in his arms and gave you a little peck on the cheek, " Now your face is covered in chocolate too. "
" Ew, the chocolate tastes good but ew... "
"Oh boo hoo, I know you're happy to see me. "
Yeah, he was right. Of course you're happy to see him. The only thing that could cheer you up after having a shitty day was your boyfriend.
Even if sometimes your schedules are packed for the week you still both secretly met up on breaks, hey what can I say your companies are close.
You peaked behind minghao and saw a glimpse of a beautiful wrapped box before he blocked your view again, " Aha, not now love. Later you'll see what I have prepared for you. "
"Come on, you love me right? Can't I have a little peak? " you cupped his cheeks in your hands, shaking his head a bit. " Nope, that doesn't work on me. Even if it's your birthday. "
" It will ruin the surprise ! "
Minghao convinced you to go into your living room and put on your favorite show to keep you distracted for a bit.
— After awhile Minghao covered your eyes and lead you back into the kitchen again.
" Happy birthday my dearest, y/n. "
Your kitchen was beautifully decorated, the balloons in your favorite color, the smell of the candle filling the room. The snacks on the counter, freshly made just for you and him.
And most importantly, the strawberry cake on the table.
Your reaction made Minghao giggle, " I'm assuming you like it baby? " you felt like you were about to tear up, " Hao, I love it so much, its better than the party my members did. "
" Im glad you like it, I'm sorry if I don't have much for your gifts but here. "
He gave you an envelope, labeled " To my dearest, y/n "
You opened it to see a letter. You quickly read the letter ;
" My dearest, y/n.
No matter how old you're turning today, I wish I'd spend all of my lives seeing you. I want to grow old with you and stay by your side, I want you to be my first and last, the person I'd marry and have my future with.
I know things haven't been the most easiest but I'm so glad you're still with me til this day. You have dealt with me for so long, you helped me when I was at my lowest. I wish to repay you back with every cent I have.
But if I cant repay you with money then I shall repay you with my life.
Happiest of birthdays to you my love. "
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Monthly Promo let's go
Hello and Howdy! If you want a cringe TF2 and TSP selfshipper as your moot, I can be that guy :D
(Full Intro w/ my F/Os and DNI are linked here. Please read it if you can.)
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Hi, hi 🥰 i guess i need one of these now LMAO, @vintagepresley thank you for the help with all of this, you’re amazing ❤️
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baby, you and me | innocent/naive!oc x alleras!elvis
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baby, you and me chapter 4
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Introduction…
Ran by @actuallyacerrr : divider creds to @saradika-graphics
((I’ll be using (( to indicate me talking ooc))
Hiiiii! Im Beatrice, or Bea, or whatever nickname you wanna give me! :0 I’m just gonna post random stuff from my life ig? Oh and answer questions or whatever else you do on this app? I wasss told to get this app by a friend so, I blame them if this go wackadoodle X3.
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Swear like a sailor, that’s good with me.
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lil about me;
that one person from the crimebeings duo (aka the wilbur to ax’s tommy). nonbinary and bisexual kid, plus somewhere in the aroace spectrum. crimeboys, james marriott, lovejoy, chuckle sandwich, sorry boys, qsmp <3
my other half -> @jaes-lattes
what i write;
this is a strictly sfw acc, im a minor so any nsfw is not allowed, but i do make nsfw jokes but that’s as far as it’ll go<3 i write for mostly wilbur and chuckle sandwich, plus bursonas and other personas. plus i love to write based on songs !
& i am the proud creator of softball!wilma , baseball!wilbur , klepto!wilbur , klepto!wilma & goth!wilma / goth!softball wilma , churchboy!wilbur (lilly did help me with that tho <3)
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wrote out a little random smut blurb a couple days ago after a convo about a belt being wrapped around our throat w/ my anakin😉 @babygorewhore *trying to not be too hard on myself🙂*
“Look at yourself, watch as I fucking ruin you. Watch yourself be such a pathetic little whore so desperate for my cock.” Rafe groans and grabs your hair forcing you to look in the mirror, and gives your ass a harsh slap.
“Fuck Rafe, I’m only a whore for you. I’d let you fuck me anywhere, I don’t care. Feels soo good.” You moan, enjoying the way he makes you feel right in this moment, even if it’s in the bathroom at the Wreck. His cock slams in and out of your wet, tight cunt. His thrusts start to get excessively brutal, making you scream. He wanted everyone to hear how good he fucked you.
Rafe covers your mouth with his hand. “Shut up and take it like a good fucking girl. You wouldn’t want someone to catch us and see you getting your pussy destroyed hmm?” He teased, knowing damn well what he was doing.
Rafe’s hands go down to his pants which are only halfway off and he reaches for his belt, sliding it off. He brings the belt over your head until it’s level with your throat and he pulls back towards him, the belt choking you. He feels your pussy clench around his cock and your screams coming to a halt.
“You’re going to be treated like the little cumslut that you are, that’s all you’ll ever be good for princess. Just a little toy for me to play with and empty my load into.” Rafe grunts, pulling the belt back a little more with each thrust. Your neck was turning red and you were gasping for air.
“Oh my god, fuck. Feels s-so good. Can’t hold it much longer R-Rafe.” You stutter but your words come out mumbled. Your body is trembling and your legs start to give out on you.
“Oh baby girl, don’t you know? I am your God. Remember that. I own this pussy now so don’t you dare fucking cum Y/n. You cum when I say you can.” Rafe threatens, his grip on the belt becoming tighter. You were on the verge of passing out, your face was red and full of fear. Your hands reach for the belt, tugging on it trying to loosen Rafe’s deathly grip. It was no use, Rafe was twice your size and much stronger so you just let it be, you were weak compared to him.
“Rafe please, t-too tight.” You cry.
“Stop trying to fight it baby.” He whispers in your ear. His cock stretching your tight pussy.
“Ahh! Yes s-sir.” Rafe continues rutting his length into you, only focusing on his own release.
“Shiiiiit, M’gonna cum and fill you up. Get ready for it you filthy little slut.” Rafe moans, his hands grip your ass tight as his thrusts get sloppy.
“Pleaaaase Rafe, fill me up with your cum. I need it. Please!!” You whine as you grip the counter.
“Love it when you beg, but don’t worry baby girl. I’ve got alot for you my little cumslut.” Rafe groans, a string of curses leave his lips as he slams into you one last time, rough and hard, shooting his cum deep inside your abused cunt. “You’re going to walk out of this bathroom with my cum inside you and let it drip right out in front of everyone to see.”
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Ace !! : 16 : Nonbinary & they/he : Writer : Artist : Multi-fandom : Oc, Self-insert, & Sona enthusiast : ‘Oddity’ collector : Taken and in love with my irl bf 🤭😚🥰😍👁️👁️💕 :
My inbox is always open for anything even if requests are closed <3
I will say this blog is a bit of a mess lol. I’m currently working on organizing it and keeping it organized :>. Overall my blog will be inconsistent and random, and the fandoms I write for are ever growing! So welcome to my little side of tumblr and I hope you enjoy your stay. (○ᆺ○=)ﾉ. ﾟ*｡:ﾟ
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I do romantic, platonic, familial, etc. I do x readers, canon x canon, sometimes my ocs x reader. And if youre a mutual of mine I can do oc x canon for you 👁️👁️.
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Light gore
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STORM’S be heavy soon (1) Billy the kid
Pairing: Billy the kid x Rich girl reader
Summary: Billy is hired to be the bratty Y/N Bristow guard on a five-day trip to Macon, GA; who knows what may happen on the long trail?
WARNINGS: Original characters, Cursing, reader's last name is "Bristow", mentions of guns, gun usage, reader is snotty, Eventual smut , (gonna add more warnings as I go)
Authors note: Typically I don't write for this show, but this idea popped into my head a few nights ago. Also, I haven't watched this show in months, so I'm just going off my imagination/what I remember. Enjoy!! <3
Word count: 2k
Divider cred → @saradika-graphics
New Mexico, 1881
On Ovid Bristow's hand-crafted cherry wood desk lies the sand color sack of silver dollar coins he'd just offered Billy.
The sack had been plopped on the desk and sat there untouched for a whopping two minutes, two minutes in which Billy been debating if he should take Bristow's offer.
Surely, Billy wanted the money. He could use a new rifle--ou--two new rifles, afford a new pair of boots, and maybe even a new horse--a quarter horse since quarter horses were the best for ridin'.
However, Billy had a sinking suspicion of immorality towards Ovid Bristow a sinking suspicion that boils in the pits of his stomach whenever he sees the aging, gray haired man with a deceitful smile on his face (Billy always smiles back, though). A sinking suspicion that's been brewing in his stomach for a while now.
But to mention this "sinking suspicion" Billy had wasn't suspicion at all; everyone knew Ovid Bristow was cruel; Bristow himself knew he was a cruel man, so he couldn't blame his wrongdoing on his ignorance.
It was just last week Billy had been playing cards with Ovid, along with several other aging gray-haired potbelly men, inside Ovid's new Saloon and Brothel (it used to be the old church house, but Ovid paid the church house's landlord twice as much as Pastor David did to own the building.)
Normando something (Billy had forgotten the man's last name, but it doesn't matter now since he's dead.) claimed he won the game, showing all the men his hand. A royal flush, he had one 10, one Jack, one King, one Queen, and an ace of spades.
Poor Normando; if he hadn't been smiling so hard and gloating about his win, he would've seen it when Ovid drew the gun from his holster. And then that was the end of Normando something, shot in the head by a colt revolver. Ovid said Normando had been cheating; he saw the stash of cards underneath the table.
No one doubted this, as you don't want to provoke the man with a gun in his hand.
In the present moment, Billy thought of this: how cold Ovid had been to murder someone over a card game (a card game?!). Billy imagined what Ovid would do to him--how worse his punishment would be if he: "Lost sight or let anything happen to his darlin'."
And that's where Billy resides in the place of dubiety.
"What? Did ole' Ovid Bristow scare you?" Bristow laughs, a flock of seagull-type laugh; when Billy doesn't join in on the laughter, Ovid suddenly becomes serious.
"Look," Bristow says, standing up from his desk, now face to face with Billy. "I'll give you some more money if that makes you feel any better."
He goes into his left breast jacket pocket, pulling out a rolled-up wad of cash. Bristow tosses the wad of money onto the sack of coins.
"1,500 in total." He says. "It's all there, you can count it."
As callous Ovid been, Billy knew he wasn't a liar. He believed that the sack of coins and the wad of cash had amounted to 1,500.
Billy stayed silent, as silence is the loudest response.
"C'mon, Billy, I wouldn't be asking this of you if I didn't trust you, you're one of the only men I trust, let alone trust you being around my darlin'."
Ovid sits on the edge of his desk with disdain, his stare not particularly on Billy but just above Billy's head.
"I see how those bastards look at my little Y/n at the Saloon, they look at her like she's one of those harlots at the whore house." He spats. "How I wish I can put a bullet through every one of those no good lookers head."
Ovid stands to his feet again.
"But you Billy, you don't stare at my daughter like she's a piece of meat, to you Billy my daughter ceases to exist. I like that about you."
Billy seemed calmed on the outside, but in the inside, he heard the bells ringing in his head.
Of course he looked at you, every man looked at you when you walked by. You were enchanting, the most beautiful woman Billy had ever saw.
Billy did most of his staring when you or your father hadn't been looking. Most of his staring had been from the corner of his eyes or below his hat.
The first thing Billy noticed about you was your bright eyes. They were a pretty shade of (your eye color) that matched your pretty crimson-colored lips and rosy cheeks. You were light on the makeup, which Billy had liked. You'd done your makeup in a way that almost seemed like you weren't wearing makeup at all; Billy liked that about you too. He also liked your elegant collarbones that sat right before your cleavage.
What Billy liked the most about you was that you were educated. You were going to college soon, the first woman Billy had known to do something like that--hell, the first person.
But if it weren't for you getting accepted into Wesleyan College in Macon, GA, Billy wouldn't have been asked to escort you there.
"It's only a week there and week back." Ovid told him at the beginning of the conversation; then Billy had his mindset that he wouldn't take you.
But now, thinking about you--thinking about anyone but himself taking you to Georgia, one of those no-good lookers Ovid described somewhat infuriated Billy.
What if one of them were to take advantage you? Or try to harm you? What if one of them were to kidnap you, take you to one of the many enemies Ovid Bristow have made and hold you for ransom?
Ovid had said it himself, he trusted Billy, so if the job was to be done, Billy was the one to do it.
So as Billy left Ovid Bristow's office, he had the 1,500 stuffed down in his pockets.
Walking Billy to the door, Ovid had his arm snaked around Billy's neck, with a wide smile on his face.
"I knew you wouldn't let ole' Ovid down." He says. Ovid then instructs Billy to arrive at his manor tomorrow by a quarter till seven and pack lightly, as the rest of the wagon is reserved for his "sweet darlin'. "
Leaving Ovid's office, Billy thought he might've seen you inside the waiting room, but it was just that harlot--the one that works at the Brothel that looks like you.
It was 6:45--a quarter till seven when Billy arrived at the Bristow's manor.
Ovid Bristow's riches had been by pure luck. He used to work in the fields, digging holes to plant crops, and one day, he accidentally struck oil. The best kind of accident that could happen to a man.
Ovid Bristow was the Rockefeller of New Mexico.
Approaching the manor, Billy was greeted by a heap of men and women, all housekeepers, butlers, maids, and landscapers, all of whom had been waiting to give Y/n Bristow a farewell. Plus there been a marching band of all men standing at ease.
He didn't know if he could go inside the manor to tell Ovid he'd been here right at a quarter till seven and was lightly packed, because the doors had been locked shut.
So Billy waited with the rest of them, alongside the coachmen who was to take you and him to Georgia. He slips his sack into the back of the wagon.
"Warner." The man introduces himself as, he was a fellow old enough to be Billy's grandfather, Billy questioned Warner's ability to ride for five days straight day and night.
Your entrance was rather grand, ostentatious.
As soon as the white and gold doors flung open, the marching band began to blow their trumpets and bang their drums.
You stood in the doorway, a demure smile on your face, until the marching band's song (which sounded like a bunch of commotion) ended.
"Farewell, my good people, as this is yours truly last day on Bristow's Manor." You spoke dramatically. "Goodbye Nettie, I'll never forget that day you yelled at me for breaking that vase, and then I nearly gotten you fired for raising your voice at me." You waved to an older woman in a maid's uniform, who looked like she was suppressing an eye roll. "Goodbye housekeepers, whom I've never learned the names of, Goodbye Landscapers who kept planting thorn bushes even after I pricked my finger on one when I was five, Goodbye…"
As you continued saying your goodbyes the word "Shallow" was on the tip of Billy's tongue, but he hadn't want to make his judgement. Though he saw you around town, normally accompanied by your father, he hadn't spoken to you yet.
He'd been too scared he'd get shot or beaten by Ovid for simply saying a "Hello" to you.
Ovid had been beside you as you said your goodbyes, carrying a round pink leather suitcase, presumably yours. Behind the both of you were two butlers carrying the rest of your luggage—ten suitcases in counting, all pink, some round, some rectangular.
"Jesus Christ." Billy mutters to himself.
"Goodbye--" you stop in front of Billy, scanning his face--those dark curls and dark blue eyes--wondering what was his occupation on the manor. He'd look familiar to you, but then again he didn't.
Trashman? The stableman? Daddies assistant? No, he was to ruffian like to be Daddies assistant.
Then you suddenly remember--yes, that's who he is.
"Farewell, stablehand, I don't have any memories of you, but I shall wish you the best of luck cleaning shit for the rest of your life at Daddies stable." You smile.
A scowl had formed on Billy's lip.
That shallow bit-
His thinking is cut off by Ovid's laughter. "My sweet darlin, this isn't the stablehand, this is Billy. Billy here's a gunslinger. I hired him to keep you safe on the trail to Georgia."
You hum, a slight smirk on your lips. You raised your dainty hand to Billy and introduce yourself.
Billy puts his rough hands in your warm, smooth ones. You feel a jolt run through body, you wonder if Billy felt the jolt too.
It wasn't like you didn't know his name now, so Billy just tipped his hat and called you “Misses.”
"Fantastic," Ovid says with a deceiving smile. "Darlin', why don't you make yourself comfortable inside the wagon while Billy and I exchange a few words," Ovid tells you. "And gentlemen, why don't you start loading up darlin's luggage," Ovid instructs the butlers.
As you get onto the wagon (with the help of Warner) and the butlers start loading your things, Ovid pulls Billy to the side by the scruff of his neck.
"Now, remember yesterday I said I trust you, Billy. Darlin's all I got, Billy, it be a shame if something were to happen to her while she's in your care… It be even more of a shame what'll happen to you." Ovid says in a calm voice.
"Promise me that you'll take good care of her during those five days, promise me that Billy."
"I promise, sir." Billy says, looking at you from afar, you yell at the butlers for "manhandling" your "valuables."
Ovid catches Billy staring. "Also, Billy hear this, I know my daughters a pretty girl--she gets her looks from her late mama--god rest her soul, but I swear if you even must lay a finger on her with the intent of lust; I'll have you castrated, you got that boy?"
Billy thought about it , walking around town without his manhood, be known as the man without a cock.
"Y-yes sir." he sweats.
"Good!" Ovid exclaimed, letting Billy go.
"Daddy!" You yelled "I'm not getting any younger here!" You say impatiently.
Then, as you, Billy, and old man Warner left the gates of Bristow Manor, the marching band played another loud commotion. The blaring drums and tubas still ranged in Billy's ears as you all were 2-3 miles down the road.
Billy looked at you, cocking his head--you'd been filing your nails.
A Rose thorn bush, Billy labeled you--so amusing to look at, tempting to touch; when he felt the courage to touch it, he'd realize he gotten pricked and was starting to draw blood.
*I plan on making this a two part series*
#tom blyth#billy the kid smut#billy the kid#billy x reader#old west#fanfiction#fan fic#crookedteethed#billy the kid x y/n#ocs#part 1#Storms be heavy soon#I only watched billy the kid because of Tom Blyth
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DESTROY MYSELF JUST FOR YOU🥀ᡣ𐭩
Summary: He still wanted you, needed you, craved you. He missed you. You were going to be his again, no matter what. Seeing you at the bonfire party with JJ was all it took for Rafe to snap and make his move.
Notes: Tried to do a dark Rafe but it ended up being more toxic than dark but oh well! Not sure how I feel about this but didn’t want to make it TOO long so sorry if it seems crammed and rushed and all over the place.
Warnings: 18+ mdni, dark!rafe (but not really), toxic!rafe, possessive!rafe, non/dubcon, kidnapping, choking, slapping, spitting, hair pulling, forced intercourse, forced fingering, forced face fuck, forced creampie, degrading, praise kink, sir/daddy kink, breeding kink. TW❗️DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ANY OF THE WARNINGS ABOVE! this is just fanfiction✨
Rafe had always been infatuated with you ever since he first laid eyes on you. It was when you moved next door to Tanny Hill a few years ago. He just had to have you, make you his girl, his whore, he practically wanted to own you and shut you out from everyone.
He succeeded, for two years you were his, until you got away.
Your relationship started off like any other, it was practically perfect. You thought you had found the one. Rafe was a gentlemen. He took care of you, spent money on you, showed you all kinds of affection and the sex was the best you ever had. He knew your dirty little secrets, knew what you wanted in bed and he did that for you, every fucking time.
He was like a drug and you couldn’t stop getting high That was until he finally showed his true colors. He started becoming overly jealous, possessive, manipulative, controlling and erratic.
It eventually started becoming too much for you, and the first time he laid his hands on you, you knew you had to get out. You were tired of feeling as if you couldn’t breathe, it felt like walking on eggshells being around him and you had enough.
It had been six months since you fell out of Rafe’s tight grasp. It wasn't easy but you found a way.
It was the night of the bonfire party. You had arrived with none other than his sister, Sarah Cameron. You two still stayed friends, hanging out quite often. She begged you to come out tonight, but you knew she would leave you for John B.
You were in a white mini skirt and a black crop top showing just the right amount of cleavage. It definitely caught Rafe’s attention, your tits jiggling with each step had his cock straining in his shorts as he watched from a distance.
“Hey pretty girl” JJ rushes behind you giving you a hug.
“Hey Jayj!” You turn around giving him a peck on the cheek. To anyone it would look as if you two were an item, but that was not the case. You were still single. Rafe made sure of it.
Rafe’s blood immediately boiled seeing you with that pogue. His girl and JJ? No, no fucking way. He just had to wait for the right moment to swoop in.
Rafe grew impatient as the time went on. It felt like hours had gone by and you were still glued to JJ’s hip. Rafe wanted nothing but to drag you away from him and take you in the woods right then and there.
“Hey J, you want another drink? Going to grab another one and try to find Sarah.” You blurt out.
“I’m good princess, thanks though. I’ll be here waitin’ for you.” JJ winks at you.
Rafe watched as you walked off in a secluded area as he stalked your way. He thought to himself if you were smart, not so naive and drunk, you’d have walked through the crowd to avoid bad situations like the one you were about to be in. He just got lucky that you weren't thinking straight right now.
You hear footsteps approaching you as you try to turn around, feeling absolutely paranoid but Rafe catches up to you, approaching you from behind as you stumble on your feet.
“Missed me?” Rafe laughs. You freeze, knowing that voice all too well.
“What the fu—“ you try to yell out but your mouth is covered.
“Shh, shh, you're alright sweetheart, everything is going to be just fine.” Rafe hums.
"Rafe? What are you..." You muffle out before he cuts you off.
You’re going crazy trying to pull him off of you and run away, but no luck.
“Don’t even think about it. As if you’d be able to run away from me.”Rafe hisses in your ear. His other hand grabs your arms pulling them back and gripping your wrists.
“I will make it worse for you if you scream or try to run off, got it? I’m fucking serious y/n, don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Rafe spits with venom dripping in his tone.
All you could do was nod your head in response, your sobs muffled under Rafe’s hand.
He leads you to his truck, opening the door and throwing you in as he makes his way to the driver seat. He immediately locks the doors, pressing child lock knowing you would try to escape.
“Rafe this isn’t funny…why, why are y-you doing this to me? Is this some kind of sick joke?” You cry, staring at him while you cowered in your seat. You were honestly terrified, fully aware of what he was capable of.
Rafe doesn’t even glance your way once, keeping his eyes on the road as he drives off heading for Tanny Hill. The ride there was quiet other than the sounds of you choking on your sobs.
He pulls into Tanny Hill as you look over to your house, senarios filling your head with how you could make a run for it. You were cut from your thoughts when Rafe opens the passenger door. You jump out and run, only to get your hair yanked and your mouth covered to drown your screams.
“You really shouldn’t have done that y/n. You just don’t listen, do you?” Rafe snapped. He drags you into Tanny Hill, slams and locks the door, as he throws you on the ground, towering above you.
“Please…Rafe, you’re a-actually s-scaring me.” You tremble as tears spill from your eyes.
“You’re so pretty when you cry baby.” Rafe leans down and wipes the tears from your eyes.
“You don’t have to d-do this…please let me go home.” You sob, hoping he had the slightest amount of decency to let you go.
“I’m going to make you mine. I will do whatever I please and you’ll be a good girl and take it, yeah? By the time I’m done with you, I’ll own you again princess. You will always be mine. Remember that, so keep crying and see if I care.“ Rafe spoke with a threatening tone, his foot planted on your throat, you could almost feel your airways tightening.
“You can’t just kidnap me and expect me to fall at your feet! I-I don’t understand Rafe..we broke up. I broke up with you. It’s been six months..w-why all of a sudden are you doing this to me?” You yelp out.
Rafe pulls your hair, angling your head just enough so you are looking straight into his eyes. His beautiful eyes, normally a shade of blue were now completely blank and dark.
“Just…shut the fuck up, yeah? You’re really starting to get on my nerves. No more fucking questions. I’ll put your mouth to use in a bit, but for now? Keep that pretty little mouth shut. ” Rafe orders.
He takes a seat on the stairs, his index and middle finger motioning for you to come. “Now crawl to me.” He demands.
You shake your head in shock. This is what he wanted, he knew exactly what gets you off. Just a little over six months ago you’d gladly crawl to him and submit but right now? You really didn’t want to feed his ego.
You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t hear him.
“I said crawl. Get on all fours and come here slut. You’ll learn to obey and be my good girl, my little whore all over again.” Rafe booms.
This time you crawl to him. He yanks you by the hair and pulls you up, and for a split second you swear your feet were dangling.
Rafe leads you up the stairs to his room and throws you on the bed. Next thing you know he was laying on top of you with his face hovering above yours. You could feel his breath on you.
You hate to admit it but your pussy throbbed for him no matter how wrong the situation was. Rafe knew how to get to you, easily, and you hated him for it.
“I’ve been wanting to get you back in my bed y/n, you underneath me just like this, you don’t even understand.” Rafe whispers, his tone chilling.
He rips your top off, eyes locked on your tits as he discards your bra throwing it on the ground. You’re trying to fight him off, kicking and screaming but it was no use.
“Fuck, god damn baby girl. I missed you, missed your fuckin’ tits.” Rafe groans as he brings his hands up to give them a firm squeeze. He snakes down towards your skirt, fingers grazing over your thighs.
“No! Please let me go! I just know JJ is waiting for me and wondering where I am!” You yell, nails clawing at him. You were still trying to get Rafe off of you but he had your hands above your head, his grip on your wrists too strong.
“Don’t bring up that dirty little pogue ever again. You won’t be seeing him anymore, got it? I’ll take care of him if I have to.” Rafe seethes.
“Fuck you Rafe. You are fucking insane!” You scream.
“You can fight me all you want princess. You know you love it. I just know your cunt is needy and wet f’me.” Rafe licks his lips eager to stick his dick in you but he wanted to take his time, enjoy every second of it.
Rafe goes to lift your skirt up revealing your red lace panties, a wet patch on them. Your pussy betrayed you. You knew this would happen and you knew you were beyond fucked.
“Would you look at that? You’re getting off to this shit hmmm? Told you, I know you baby girl. You’re just the same needy little slut you were f’me months ago huh?” Rafe laughs as he rips your panties off of you.
“R-rafe, please no! Wait, p-please, no!” You yell in a panic. You were confused. Your mind didn’t want this, atleast not like this..not right now. Meanwhile, your pussy is begging him to ravage you, stretch you open and ruin your insides.
Rafe automatically twitches in his shorts. He unbuckles his belt, pulling it off effortlessly with one hand, wrapping it tightly around your wrists and tying it to the headboard. It was definitely going to leave marks and bruises.
“Let’s get things straight. You will do as I say when I say it y/n, understood?”
“So open wide, let daddy take care of you yeah?” Rafe coos, bringing a finger up to your lips.
“Yes sir. I understand.” You’re not sure why you obeyed without being told twice. You open up and just as you do, Rafe spits into your mouth.
“Swallow, like the good little whore that I know you to be.” Rafe demands. You obey once again, a tingling sensation coming from your cunt.
He shoves two fingers in your mouth. You try not to gag as he slips a third finger in, sliding in and out of your mouth. You were completely vulnerable, just how Rafe wanted you.
He stops to pull his shorts and boxers off. His hard cock springing out and slapping his stomach. Rafe is aching and throbbing, his precum leaking from his red tip, needing release.
“Oh shit, yes, fuck yes. Take this fucking cock baby.” Rafe moans as he shoves his length down your throat.
He’s fucking into your mouth as if it was your pussy, using you, thrusting in and out. He’s pinching your nose, restricting your airways, but that doesn’t stop him.
Rafe’s balls are slapping your chin as he fucked into you, his only focus was making himself feel good.
“Look at you doing so well princess. That’s it, you got it. You’re such a good girl.” Rafe praises, his hand brushing the side of your cheek, giving it a slap.
He pulls out, your mouth is full of drool that is dripping down the sides of your lips.
He makes his way down to your pussy, it’s glistening on full display for him. He brings his hand up to your cunt as he gives it a couple harsh slaps.
“Ahhh! Fuck Rafe!! It h-hurts! Please.,no more!” You scream in pain.
“I love to hear you scream, just turns me on more.” Rafe grunts. His words making your pussy involuntarily fucking tremble.
Rafe grabs your chin, giving your cheek a firm slap once again, making you flinch.
He grabs your legs and pulls them up, shoving them back as far as they’d go, giving him the best view of your dripping cunt. He gives you no warning as he slams his cock into your pussy.
“Fuck you Rafe!” You spit. You fucking hated how your body reacted to him, submitting to him. You squirm beneath him.
“Y/n, stop fucking moving. Just relax sweetheart. Shit, look at how wet you are, my cock is soaked.” Rafe smirks, groans escaping his mouth.
You’re sobbing and moaning all at once, unsure of how you feel right now with your ex’s cock shoved deep in your pussy. You hated him, or were you just trying to convince yourself you did? You didn’t even know at this point.
“Beg for me baby girl. Beg me to fuck you harder, come on. You know you want to, want you to look at me.” Rafe taunts, holding your chin forcing you to look at him.
“Please R-Rafe….fuck me…fuck me harder, faster!” You beg, words barely audible.
You honestly missed him no matter how toxic he was. It was obvious, you’d destroy yourself just for him, no matter the cost. You hated yourself for it.
“Going to be a good girl for me? Hmm, daddy’s little whore?” Rafe questions.
“Yes sir, your good little whore. Please Rafe, need your cock. Feels sooo good, want to cum.” You breathe out.
“Oh you thought this was ‘bout you and making you cum? Nah, that’s not gonna happen baby girl. Only I get to cum.” Rafe teases.
Rafe unties you from the headboard and flips you over so you’re on your stomach.
“Ass up, all the way.” Rafe orders, slapping your ass so hard, sure to leave a handprint.
Rafe gets up and with one hand pushes your back down so your stomach and side of your face is shoved into the bed. This way he can thrust deeper into your pussy. He rams his length into your soaked cunt, slamming in and out of you like his life depended on it.
He brings the hand that was on your back up to your hair yanking it making you look at him as your neck contorted at a weird angle, his other hand gripping your throat. The only thing heard in the room are his loud moans, your excessive sobs and his body ramming into yours, balls slapping your pussy.
“You love that huh you little slut? If I find out you’re fucking around with that damn pogue..well let’s just say..you don’t want to know what will happen alright? I will be the only one you fuck, you got that y/n? I own this pussy, I own you, sweetheart.” Rafe warns, with a spine-chilling grin.
“Yes…sir, I understand. You own me, all of me. No one else, you are the only one who gets to fuck me.” You whimper, wanting to cum so badly but knowing you couldn’t was killing you.
“Fuck that’s right baby girl, you’re going to make me cum. This cunt is going to be filled to the brim.” Rafe grunts, picking up the pace, his thrusts getting more sloppy.
“Rafe, no, I-I’m not on birth control a-anymore…” You stutter.
“That supposed to stop me princess? I’m cumming in this pussy. Going to fill you up, you’ll be having my babies y/n.” Rafe grunts.
Rafe positions himself so that one leg is over your body, his foot pressed on your head, not too hard but just enough to keep you down. His body slightly turned to the side while the other leg is kneeling inbetween your legs. He continues to slam his cock into you, his thrusts getting sloppy.
You’re moaning and screaming, begging Rafe to not cum in your pussy. “Please pull out daddy, want your cum on my face!” You whine, trembling on your knees.
“Oh I’m fucking cumming baby girl. Ah fuck! This pussy is squeezing me so tight, draining my fuckin’ dick. Feels s’god damn good, shit!”Rafe moans out loud, followed by more curses falling from his lips.
“Ahhh Rafe! Fuck! Yes, yes, yes your cum feels so good filling me up.” You scream. Rafe’s cock pulsates in your cunt, his warm seed filling you up. You haven’t felt this sensation in months, the thought of getting pregnant completely left your mind.
Rafe pulls out, pushing your head down so your pussy is in view. You’re absolutely shaking, the amazing feeling of his cum dripping from your cunt taking over.
“Yeah watch as my cum drips from your swollen pussy.” Rafe grunts, a sinister smile leaving his lips knowing he has you twisted around his damn finger.
“I love it daddy, so hot watching your cum leak out of me.” You whimper, rolling your eyes, saying exactly what Rafe wanted to hear.
Once Rafe pulls his shorts back on, he reaches in the drawer on his nightstand as he pulls out a small red box. He opens it, revealing a gold initial necklace, letter R with diamonds on it. Little did you know, Rafe hid a tracker in one of the diamonds.
“You know I love you right? I needed to do this, for us.” Rafe yanks your head back as he gives you a kiss on the lips, putting the necklace on you.
You know he’s lying, he doesn’t love you. You can’t help it though, even though he constantly hurts you, you will never stop truly loving him. He may not have loved you at all, but you were irrevocably in love with him.
“I know.. I love you too Rafe.” You sniffle, looking away from him. Too busy drowning in your thoughts, knowing you’d never escape Rafe Cameron.
“Told you, you’re mine, always will be. You’ll be the death of me y/n y/ln.” Rafe was determined to engrave that into your brain.
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THE WAGER💋ᡣ𐭩
SUMMARY: you make a bet w/ your stepbro!rafe. if you win, you get to take his bike out for a ride whenever you please but what happens if he wins? (idea from the movie cruel intentions)
WARNINGS: stepcest, mdni 18+, smut (p in v), oral sex (female receiving), some lowkey degrading, choking, possessive!toxic!rafe
“Are you saying that I, Rafe Cameron, wouldn’t be able to win her over? Is that it?” Rafe scoffed, pointing his fingers towards his chest and giving you a dim look.
“That’s exactly what I’m trying to say. I mean come on, you truly think Sofia, little miss perfect princess, is going to give up her virginity to you? Pleeease, what makes you so special?” You snort.
“Oh y/n. You know me by now, don’t be so naive” Rafe laughs.
“Okay then, Rafey, how ‘bout a wager then?” you propose, taking a seat on the bed.
“You did not just call me that. I swear y/n, if you call me that one more fuckin’ time, I swear I’ll ruin you and you know exactly what I mean. Y’know I don’t play that shit.” Rafe booms as he glares you down.
You just loved pushing his buttons by calling him Rafey. He hated that nickname ever since he was a kid. “Relax there hothead, it’s not even that serious, just fuckin’ round with you, having some fun.” You jested.
“So, anyways, the bet..you really think you can get Sofia to fall for you in a week? You sure you’re capable of seducing her in such a short time?” You ask, curiously.
“I won’t even need the full week babe, give me a few days and she’ll be at my mercy and on her knees for me” He grins and sends you a wink while walking towards you.
“I’m just that irresistable… I mean, shit, even you want me y/n, I know you do. My own step sister. What would your mom think about her precious daughter getting fucked out of her mind by her own step brother? Huh?” Rafe laughs and just shakes his head.
“Shut up, you’re so full of yourself” You retort, rolling your eyes. He wasn’t wrong.
“So that wager of yours….” Rafe continued.
“If I win, I get to take that really nice bike of yours for a ride whenever I please” You beamed.
“And if I win, hmmm?” Rafe questions. His arms caging you in as he hovers over you.
“I’ll give you what you’ve been obsessing over ever since our parents got married” you stare into Rafe’s eyes batting your lashes.
“How ‘bout you be more specific y/n” Rafe instructs.
“In simple terms…. I’ll fuck your brains out” you emphasized, smirking at him.
“What makes you think I’ll go for it? That’s my one and only bike and you know I like to take care of my shit. Not even the bitches I’ve fucked ‘round with have taken a ride on that bike.” Rafe replies, making his way off the bed.
“Because, I’m the only person you can’t have and it kills you.” You reveal, walking after him with a cunning look in your eyes.
“Seems to me, that you, my bratty little step sis wants to ride my cock just as bad as I want to ruin that pussy of yours, yeah?” Rafe grits, his face just inches away from yours.
You both start to get flustered as your lips nearly touch, you could feel his hot breath on you. The sexual tension so thick in the air.
Rafe’s starts to palm himself, trying to keep his dick down. He knew what you were trying to do and it drove him insane.
“Looks like next week I’ll be riding that fancy bike of yours” you tease.
“The only thing you’ll be riding is me” Rafe taunts.
“Whatever you say, Rafey” you shoot him a wink before you skip out of the room.
You were getting ready for the day when you receive a text. It was from Rafe.
“That pussy of yours better be ready for me and waiting in my bed tonight slut” a photo attachment followed the text, catching your attention. The slut in you was hoping it was a picture of his dick.
You open the text thread and click on the photo. Your eyes go wide when you see Sofia with her hair and makeup a mess, obvious she was completely fucked out. He sent the photo as proof, but he was also being petty. He knew it would make you jealous.
Rafe did what he does best. He added her to the tally of girls he’d gotten what he wanted from. He was honestly a little too good at putting up this “real gentleman” facade that no one actually knew his true intentions. It never failed to fool every girl he sought after. They would give themselves to him just to never hear from him ever again.
You were sincerely the only one that knew the toxic fuck boy that was, Rafe Cameron.
For as long as you could remember you were always attracted to your step brother and you weren’t afraid to make it known to him. You knew it was bad but did you care? No, you were no saint, probably no better than Rafe himself.
You sat there thinking how Rafe was right, and it pissed you off. Just a few fucking days and Sofia was all over him, trusted him with her virginity, it disgusted you. It drove you mad that he was right and it drove you insane that he fucked her.
Tonight, things between the two of you were only about to get spicier, and little did you know what you were getting yourself into.
“Oh, my. god. Fuck! Rafe, right there! Don’t fucking stop” You scream. Rafe’s face was currently lodged between your thighs, his tongue lapping up all your juices.
“My sweet, sweet step sister. Shit, you taste so fuckin’ good, who would have known?” Rafe moaned. He proceeeds to suck on your clit and slips a couple fingers into your soaked cunt.
You squirm above him trying to pull away, clit getting way too overstimulated. He agressively shoves his fingers in and out of you. You’re a moaning mess screaming his name, coming to your sixth orgasm.
“It’s too much Rafe!! I can’t t-take any m-more” you whine.
“Stop fuckin’ movin ‘round. Just behave and try to stay quiet, yeah? Can’t have our parents hearing us and finding out what were up to now can we?” Rafe scolded, grabbing your thighs to keep you grounded.
“No, I guess not. Please… I don’t know how much more I can take” you cry.
“Come on stop being such a damn brat, I don’t know how much I can take” Rafe mocks, laughing at you being the most vulnerable you’ve ever been with him. It genuinely just turned him on more.
He ignores your cries and continues licking and sucking at your clit, adding in a third finger.
“I’m gonna cum again Rafe. I can feel it…Oh god I-I’m cumming!” You moan as you squirt all over his tongue and face. You lay there trying to catch your breath, your mind went fuzzy, you swear all you could see were stars.
“Such a good little slut f’me, now come and ride this cock until I cum in that pretty pussy of yours” Rafe orders.
He pulls his boxers off in one swift motion, his hard cock throbbing just for you, precum already dripping from the tip. Your eyes almost pop out of their sockets at the sight of his long, thick and veiny cock. You’ve never seen one so big and so pretty, it made you drool.
“Like what you see?” Rafe smirks.
“It’s s-so big, never seen one like it… I’m scared Rafe, will it fit?” You ask nervously.
“I’ll make it fit baby. Relax and sit on this dick like a good girl” Rafe mutters.
You hover above him, your hands using his chest for support as you line yourself up to his cock. You slowly sink down, gripping him tight like a glove.
You start finding your rhythm and ride him like your life depended on it, sending Rafe into complete ecstasy. His hands automatically reach for your throat, squeezing your airways. His tongue clashing into your mouth.
“Atta girl, that’s it y/n, god you’re so fuckin’ tight, going to make me fuck a baby into you.” Rafe grunts. His hands travel up to your hips grasping you hard, moving you up and down his cock with brutal force.
“Oh, fuck! Fuuuuckin’ f-feels sooo good r-rafe!! want you to use me like a toy and ruin this little pussy with your big cock” you sob.
Rafe didn’t think his dick could get any harder but your words…those words had an effect on him.
Rafe flips you, switching positions so you’re now on your back. He gives you no warning as he rams his dick into you. His hands are squeezing your tits as he drills into your cunt with brutal force stretching you out.
“Want you to watch your pussy get fuckin’ wrecked baby” Rafe grinned. His hands grabbed your hair into a makeshift ponytail, pulling your head down, folding you, making you watch his cock devour your pussy.
You’re watching as his length slams in you at full length, you’re creaming all over his already drenched cock.
“Doing so good f’me like the obedient slut you are, love takin’ your step brothers dick, hmmm?” Rafe teases.
“Yes, yes! The only cock I need. Oooh fuck! Please, need your cum inside me Rafe!!!” You moan, so loud he has to cover your mouth. His thrusts get faster and sloppier, you know he’s close.
“Holy shit, this pussy is s’gooood! Gonna fill you up to the brim. Oh fuck, fuck, here it comes! Ahhhh I-I’m cumming baby! Yes, yes! Take it and be a good little cumslut, the only thing you’re good for” Rafe screams, profanities and moans filling the room.
He was shooting warm ropes of cum into your cunt while still fucking into you until he pulls out, his cock springing up, sending cum flying towards you and landing on your face.
“Oh my—that was, um that was hot Rafe. Why didn’t we do this before?” You ask breathlessly while putting your clothes back on.
You were just about to walk out of the room when Rafe violently grabs your hair and pulls you up against him, his big arms locking you in, your back against his chest.
“You know, y/n, if you wanted to fuck me you could have just said so. You belong to me now, understand? I will use you whenever and however I please.” Rafe snaps so close to your ear that you wince in his grasp.
“Y-Yes, I understand R-Rafe. I’ll be good. I promise, I’ll be good.” You stutter, knowing you were completely and utterly fucked for the long haul.
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R.C MASTERLIST
[ ☁︎ fluff | ᡣ𐭩 smut | ☾ angst ]
NOTHING ELSE MATTERS ☁︎
POLAROID GIRL ᡣ𐭩
THE WAGER ᡣ𐭩
IN FOR IT ᡣ𐭩
DESTROY MYSELF JUST FOR YOU ᡣ𐭩
RIDE OR DIE ᡣ𐭩
CRAVE YOU ᡣ𐭩
BLURBS
FULL NELSON ᡣ𐭩
THE WRECK ᡣ𐭩
WICKED GAMES ᡣ𐭩
STUCK IN THE MIDDLE ᡣ𐭩 {JJ/RAFE}
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